#I really wanted to see the puppet be featured in the show

[the-brucest-fan]

I NEED THIS KNUCKLES PUPPET 😍😍😍

[neuvistar]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KUNIKUZUSHI.

— featuring . wanderer / kunikuzushi x fem!reader

— warnings / content warnings . nsfw. kunikuzushi being such an absolute cutie (it’s darling’s first time pls be vv patient w him), vaginal sex, riding, creampie, a lil bit of titplay, use of nicknames, overall suggestive content. please let me know if i missed a few ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა || 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

ੈ‧₊˚ “how about this. would you like me to be your present, kuni?”

✦ WANDERER . KUNIKUZUSHI (OR KABUKIMONO)

kunikuzushi sat by himself on the floor, relaxing under the sunlight that was radiating through the window from outside, sighing deeply to himself. it’s been days, weeks, months maybe even years until he finally found someone like you, someone he could trust with his life, someone he could show his vulnerability to. throughout all his sleepless nights, there was nothing that ran through his thoughts except the thought of you leaving him. even just thinking about the day you’ll betray him.. just like how they did never failed to make tears start swelling in his eyes.

he refused to stay away from you, and he hated it. it’s like you HAD to be with him at all times, or he had to be with you at all times. he doesn’t want you to leave him, he doesn’t want you to leave him all alone on the dust like how others did. he doesn’t ever wanna go back to phase one, where he was abandoned by someone he still deeply cherished inside his heart, his mother. his life is in your hands, and you were willing to accept him and show him the love he’s always wanted to be shown, always willing to teach him new things. you didn’t see him as some kind of abomination, you didn’t see him as some useless puppet that deserved to be played with and thrown away after usage, you saw him as human. he absolutely loves you for that, he let his guard down for you. despite him not being human himself, you still saw him as one. but really.. could he trust you? no.. he shouldn’t. he can’t, right? what if you leave him, what if you abandon him, is this just some kind of facade of yours? or—

“kuniku!” he blinked a few times, ears picking up the sound of a familiar voice nearby. he stood up quickly, turning his body around, eyes desperately trying to find you. all of the sudden, he flinched at the feeling of your arms snaking around his figure, letting out a cute yet startled “hnpmh!”. hugging his body tightly, you intertwined your fingers with his, pressing a light kiss on his cheek. “today’s a special day, kunikuzushi! it’s your birthday! happy happy birthday to you!”

today .. this specific day .. was a special day, you would always tell him that. his birthday .. a special day, huh? he never celebrated his birthday with someone he cherished before, so it shocked him when you mentioned that partners like you both are supposed to celebrate birthdays together. although, he didn’t mind spending more time with you, he always wanted to be by your side, after all. he doesn’t get it, why are you willing to spend this special day with someone like him? surely you could’ve had better things to do rather than stay with him, right?

“why must you always pull these kind of ridiculous surprise hugs on me whenever you feel like?”

“do you not like it when i do it? i can stop if you want.”

“absurd! it’s not that, it’s just— forget it. do whatever you please.”

you giggled pecking his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck. “happy birthday kuni, i love you.” he hummed, hesitantly wrapping his arms around your waist. “let’s go rest up. you must be tired, hm? the sun’s been out all day, aren’t you feeling too hot at all?” you put a hand on his head, eyebrows furrowed as kunikuzushi blinked at your sudden action. it’s not rare that you do this, he knows you like checking his temperature in case something happens to him. although.. he deny the fact that all he’s been staring at was your chest, how close you both were, how he caught sight of your nipples poking up into the shirt, absolutely ridiculous .. did you not wear anything under? he swallowed the lump in his throat as his face began to heat up.

“hm .. enough about that, now, what would you like to do? or even better, what would you want to have as a present?” you pulled away from his body, leading him to the room you both shared, scooting close to him when you both sat on the mattress. “is there anything particular you have in mind?”

he gulped, pretty eyes of his still focused on your cute breasts. fuck.. will he ever catch a break from you? what even is this feeling in his body? this unfamiliar feeling drove him crazy, it’s like he craved for something.. but he just couldn’t put his mind into it, is this one of your doings? unknown to him, you knew where his eyes were settled. you giggled, “kuni? my eyes are up here, y’know?”

“a—ah .. apologies, would you mind repeating that?”

“what gift would you like from me?” you scooted even closer, putting a hand on his arm, leaning forward to whisper in his ear. “or.. how about this. would you like me to be your present, kuni?”

he froze in place, unable to move as he was startled by your sudden boldness with him, did he hear you right?

“i’m afraid to say that i don’t know how .. to .. do any of that. i’ve never done such thing before.”

ahh.. you knew what he meant. what a sweet darling he is.

“then let me do the work for you, darling. can i?” you scooted even closer to his body, breasts practically rubbing against his arm as his breath hitched at the sudden contact, nodding at your request, before leaning over to kiss his neck. “i’ll take care of you, okay hun? just let me do everything for you.”

— buuuwwep !! ૮꒰ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ꒱ྀིა

“hmn.. mhm ..” you tightened your grip on his attire, fucking yourself on his cock as your tits bounced continuously, mouth wide open before throwing your head back in pleasure, getting lost in the feeling of kunikuzushi’s cock in your wet pussy. “mmph .. [name] please .. ah—“ kunikuzushi found himself getting lost in the pleasure of this new feeling, cock twitching at how your walls felt around him, he wanted more. way more.

“you like that, darling? you want more?”

“more.. more please hn—“ you chuckled, slamming yourself down on him, the tip of his dick reaching and brushing against the deepest parts in you, oh how much he loved the cute faces you made as you fucked yourself on his cock.. how much he loved how your tits bounced through your shirt. kunikuzushi brought a hand to cup your breasts, hand engulfing your tits fully as a whole. that is until he came back to his senses, dragging his hand away from your breast before you swiftly guided it back towards it.

“s’okay baby, keep touching me. i’m all yours, after all.” that was when kunikuzushi reached his point. he pushed you off of him, catching you off guard as he hesitantly grabbed both of your legs, aligning himself with you before slipping his cock back into your warm cunt. “a—all mine..?” “mhm.. all yours, baby” fuck. kunikuzushi began moving his hips, unable to think of anything else but you, just you. your words of encouragement making his dick twitch, “i’m all yours, after all.” kuni slipped the hem of your shirt way up over your tits, revealing your tits to him. “kuni—“ he took your breast in his mouth, teeth tracing against your flesh. he lifted up one of your legs, pressing it down against the mattress as he rubbed your bud with his thumb. “k—kuni!” he pulled away from your breast, a string of saliva connecting from it to his mouth as he buried himself in your neck, wrapping a hand around your waist to pull both your bodies close together, making it easier for him to abuse your needy hole with his dick.

“mine.. [name] you’re all mine right? gonna make you all mine.” you whined, body shuddering before your clenched around him, your orgasm building up quickly inside of you. your body shook as you cried out in pleasure, cumming on kunikuzushi’s dick. taking in a few gulps of air, you tried calming your breathing down before letting out a loud moan at one sharp thrust. “[name].. i feel something coming.. where do i—“ “inside, kuni. inside” he bit his lip, snapping his hips against yours one last time before releasing his load into you, painting your walls white. the warmth and the euphoric feeling of him cumming inside of you drove you crazy so much that you didn’t even notice how much he came, his load starting to drip out from your soaked pussy and onto the sheets underneath. “h—happy birthday, kuni. i hope that was a— ah!”

you were flipped around, face first on the soft pillows that were under you, kunikuzushi aligning himself with your overstimulated cunt once more as he rammed himself inside of you again. “kuni! i’m sensitive.. please later—“ “need more of you, please..”

“f—fine.. mng! its your.. birthday after all..”

happy birthday kuni n happy 20th birthday to me !! <33 — Maryse ૮꒰˶˃̵ ^ ˂̵˵꒱ა

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

Home is Where His Heart Is

《You are visiting an odd town that isn't on the map.》

《Human Au》

《Warnings: the subject matter this ARG has are potentially disturbing. Welcome Home was created by Clown and artwork shown by @/partycoffin.》

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You had decided to use the vacation days you've been saving up. You wanted an adventure, something to make you feel alive and ignore the monstrous strain of your workload for a month.

So here you were, driving to an odd little city that you couldn't recall ever seeing on a map.

The air was sweet and the sky was clearer than in any place you've been to. After driving around for a few hours, you find a cozy little Bed and Breakfast next to a farmhouse.

A young tall woman with colorful short-haired locks greets you timidly at the front desk. Adorn in a simple shawl with a few rainbow feathers here and there on her hair and clothing.

She signs you on the guest list and tells you what your room number was. Handing you a key, before she happily tells you what tonight's dinner would be...

If you'd like to join her for supper that is!

"Sure! I'd love to!"

She happily leads you to a dining area where a few other guests sat. Digging into what you assumed was soup, she and you chat about this town and neighborhood.

Asking her about the "Must sees!" Or any activities that might be happening that you might wanna watch out for.

"Hmm, not much, I'd say... Oh! Actually, the church is holding a festival in a couple of days. That's something to look forward!"

"Have you gone?"

"Almost every year! But I think this one might be my last year, so I'm gonna make it count."

"How so?"

Poppy, is what she asked you to call her, smiles.

"Well, I've been fancying a man for quite some time. So I thought it'd be my last time going solo."

Poppy brings her shawl closer to her chest.

"I'll be turning in, see' you in the morning (Y/N)." The woman said quietly, leaving only a small trail of feathers behind her.

-

After a refreshing sleep, you gaze around your room. Before immediately jumping out of bed and heading to the small balcony in your room.

"This is living, God I needed this so much." You state, fondly gazing at the melting colors in the sky for morning daylight.

You stop daydreaming when you feel your bones become sore from holding your position too long. Stretching your arms behind your head, you yawn.

"Excuse me!"

Startled by the shout, you gaze around the ground below. Falling onto a handsome young man sitting on a small rock with a canvas beside him. Realizing you could be ruining his painting, you shout

"Sorry! I'll leave now!" You call back, slowly backing away from the railing.

The young man hurriedly gets up from his seat, flailing his hands in the air dramatically. Calling for you to wait, which you did.

Listening to the man apologize for bothering you from below the balcony.

"I just came to find some inspiration on this fine day, I didn't mean for it to drive you away."

He calls up to you, thankfully not too loudly. Even if you were on the first floor.

"It's fine... You're fine." You call down, embarrassment evident in your voice. Slowly backing away from the rail. "Uhm, I'll just... Go."

You rush away and back into the safety of the drapes and curtains. Fiddling with the soft fabric, a dreamy smile makes it way on your features.

You think you're gonna love this vocation.

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[Taglist open for a day!]

[Human Au! I just thought what if the puppet show was just a really weird colorful town that is unfamiliar? Fan art, reblogs, hearts and comments are always appreciated!

[dana-chan-the-control-brain]

Fnaf Movie thoughts!

I wanted to ramble some of thoughts and theories I had about the Fnaf Movie.

Cause the brainrot is real and won't leave my brain.

(wow just read back that sentence. Excuse any grammar errors or dumb shit, I'm still very sick)

Below the cut will feature heavy spoilers, so unless you want to be spoiled of the major twists this movie has, I would recommend wait to read this.

I unfortunately couldn't see the movie in my theatres, cause I got horribly sick and wasn't able to get the full theatre experience.

I was able to watch on Peacock, with all my fnaf plushies with a super sinus clogged headache, so that's the mindset I had. lol

Anyway.. Movie time

I absolutely LOVED Mike and Abby. First off.

I didn't even mind a lot of time of the movie was spent AWAY from Freddy's. Because so much is just about learning about Mike and his family and connection to Abby.

Sure, we could have spent the WHOLE movie at Freddy's. But that is not what this movie is about. And it's clearly trying to tell a bigger mystery and this felt a very introduction friendly entry point to anyone confused about the fnaf lore.

I love how completely obsessed Mike is with Dream theory. To the point he's taking heavy duty sleeping pills on his job that he clearly doesn't need and just is doing it so he can relive his dreams/fabricated memories.

The intro credits with the 8-bit style graphics of the minigames in fnaf2-4??? Like bro? I cried. That was so iconic and they fill in the backstory for the purple guy, who actually appears as his sprite??? Like... Man iconic.

Also... Dude... Mike Schmitt in the movie is like... what the Fans wanted Mike in the games to be for YEARS. Like... Mike in the games is nothing. He's a silent face. We know so little about him, and everything else is purely speculative. Even the whole "he was foxy bro and has regret over his brother" ...That's all theory and not confirmed. As far as we know, Crying child and his brother might not even be Afton kids.

But this Mike is EXACTLY the motivations we wanted Mike to have? If that makes sense? He laments his brother was taken at a young age and expresses regret and motivation to want to get him back. he has the motivations that the fandom built for him for years and ran with it, and I LOVE THAT.

FNAF Movie actually gives good reasons why Mike comes back every night, as said in Living Tombstone's iconic song "why do you want to stay?" Cause of his regrets with his brother and his obsession with dream theory and doesn't realize the animatronics are a threat until like... night four.

THE ANIMATRONICS?? THE PUPPETS??? THEY LOOK SO GOOD??? HECK YEAH!!!!

I SCREAMED when I recognized Matpat's voice, and then I saw his face. Reconized him for his voice WAY before I saw his face. I didn't think he'd have a speaking or face cameo and get to say his iconic "it's just a theory" line and about food too??? King shit.

Letting the animatronics have moments where they can just be cute and friendly as well as creepy and bloodthirsty is so great! I want to give them all pets.

THE CHILD ACTORS ARE ALL SO GOOD! To the point you don't even notice! It's often hard to get children to play a convincing performance, but these children acted really well! They must have a real talented director who knew how to get the best of their child actors. You don't even realize that the child actors are great, cause they're so good it's unnoticeable. AMAZING

VANESSA BEING WILLIAM AFTON'S DAUGHTER IS NOTHING SHORT OF BRILLIANT!!!!

I MEAN, I SCREAMED WHEN SHE SAID "William Afton My father"

I was screaming about this in my group chat.

I was screaming for a thousand years.

AND IT makes sense why the cops never found the bodies. Vanessa is a cop! She's covering for her father!

I absolutely LOVE what a girl failure Vanessa is too!

Like she shows up, HEAVILY flirts with Mike (like she was laying it on so thick my demisexual ass was picking up on her vibe) and just shows up to give him exposition on the FNAF lore. fheogheahf. Like. It's great.

(no doubt she was flirting heavily with Mike at the start due to manipulation from her father, I do believe it grows to genuine fondness later)

I've heard people complain about her flipflop nature... BUT THAT's the POINT!

(a literal arcade game in security breach.)

She let Abby play with the animatronics, knowing it was dangerous. Her original plan was to kill Mike, but she changes her plans when she sees he has a kid. (who she thought was his daughter at first) It was only after Abby got injured by Accident, she realized that what a danger she posed by brining them here at all. She only threatened to shoot Mike because she hoped that such an extreme threat would get him to quit. She even tells him about how many security guards quit. But it doesn't.

She even said she tried to warn in her own way. She's terrified of her father. And we get deep foreshadowing about that throughout the movie.

I really hope that in some sequels we will get to see Vanny at some point. Maybe even Springtrap and Vanny working together in the same movie??? CAN YOU IMAGINE THIS?!?!? I WOULD GO FERAL

Anyway, Vanessa is such a girl failure and my girl blorbo. I support her and her woman's wrongs

The minor look of regret after Will stabs his daughter... peak cinema.

The springlock scene... The quiet of the stabs, giving such a realistic collapse... the "I always come back" ...Embracing the monster he knows he is. He is the mask. He isn't hiding behind the mask, like he is being Steve. he is the mask now. Just... Chefs kiss.

The animatronics dragging springtrap away mirrors the ending of Silver Eyes so well, and I'm glad, because that was the best part of the Silver eyes. <3

THE LIVING TOMBSTONE GOT TOP BILLING FOR THE FIRST CREDITS SONG! PERFECT

Garret is 100% going to be the Puppet in the Movie Series. He was the one taken in the car, the spelling out in the minigame sounds at the very end says: "COME FIND HIM" And after Living Tombstone ends, the credits music fades into Grandfather's clock music box... Puppet's song..... Garret will be the Puppet in this universe and I so look forward to that.

I enjoyed the movie. I'm glad that they left the overarching mystery of Garret open to be explored in the sequel.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Request: Wally with a Child!Reader who snuck backstage during a special live taping of Welcome Home to see him, as he is their favorite character

Oh this idea is cute!!! I like the trope of humans and puppets/cartoons coexisting (like in who framed roger rabbit) so im absolutely using that here

........

"Aaaand that's a wrap! Thank you all for coming to our exclusive live taping of Welcome Home! Be sure to gather up all your things before leaving through the exits on either side of the studio. Wally and his friends appreciate each and every one of you visiting their neighborhood!!"

The director's voice echoed over the intercom as the audience's applause gradually died down, with you being the last one to clap. Your hands almost hurt, but you didn't care. The smile on your face was huge

You still couldn't believe that you and your family got to actually see the entire Welcome Home cast in-person!

Especially Wally.

It's probably lame to say you liked the main character as a majority of the show's fans probably did...but it was true. You loved listening to his narrations, seeing him paint, and getting into all sorts of shenanigans with the gang.

During this live taping--which you won tickets to--he interacted with the audience a lot with his sweet eyes and warm smile, taking all of you on a journey into his world. You could see he was really happy to interact with all of you.

And that's why you were kinda sad when the curtains closed and the camera crew started packing up things, realizing it was already over. They still had a lot of work to do before they could put the episode on the usual television station Welcome Home was featured on, so they made sure every guest was out of the studio.

But fortunately, none of them noticed you sneaking down the steps and managing to find the door conveniently labelled "Backstage Access".

You knew you could get into a lot of trouble, though your family was catching up with some friends and their children. So surely they won't notice you were gone for quite a while.

You just really wanted to see Wally and personally tell him you're his biggest fan. It would make his day!

Eventually you did find him sitting by himself at the makeup booth, in front of a mirror surrounded by lights. His blue cardigan was draped over the chair, and he rolled up his sleeves before undoing the ascot around his neck. All the while, he smiled at his reflection dreamily with half-lidded eyes.

He looked a little tired, but happy nevertheless.

You would have approached him...if not for the director abruptly showing up, a stack of script papers in his hand. He seemed upset and annoyed, compared to the cheery tone he had earlier, so you just hid behind one of the large loudspeakers, eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Look, Wally. How many times do we have to go over this?" He huffed. "You need to ease up on the excessive eye contact. It's been giving a few of my cameramen the creeps."

"Oh, I'm awfully sorry, sir. But..I thought that's what people liked.." Pouting slightly, the puppet looked at him, resting his elbow on the armchair to prop his chin up. "Where else can I look if not the camera or adoring audience? I can't just stare at the ceiling, y'know."

"..well it helps to blink every once in a while. That's what we humans do so it doesn't look like we're staring into each other's souls....like you're doing right now."

"Ah...am I..? Haha.." Wally laughed uncomfortably, forcing himself to blink as he fidgeted with the ascot in his hands. He looked down at the floor. "Sorry. It's just a habit-"

"Don't make excuses, Wally. I know eye contact is essential to your character but...I'm sure you wouldn't feel comfortable if I stared at you like that all the time, right?"

"Actually that wouldn't bother me at all." He gazed at the director with a polite smile, only for it to drop as he looked furious.

"Are you being sarcastic?"

"...no? I'm only being honest, sir."

"...whatever. I have my lunch break now, so just...try to get what we discussed through your head." The director huffed, shaking his head before he turned and walked away, bumping into one of his assistants.

"You good, boss?"

"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine..it's that damn puppet. I keep reminding him about his staring problem, but it's like I'm talking to a brick wall.."

Although he could barely hear them, Wally knew that he made the director upset...again. And that turned his usual smile upside down as he looked back into the mirror.

"I don't get it...everybody loved the show..." He muttered to himself, touching up his hair, but not even seeing his own reflection could cheer him up. "So why is he so...angry at me all the time?"

You frowned slightly as you watched his shoulders slump, hating how sad he sounded. That director of his was so cruel! He didn't know what he was talking about!

Determined to help your favorite character feel better, you finally gained the confidence to say something and emerge from your hiding spot.

"What am I doing wrong?"

"I...think you're doing your best, Wally. Don't listen to him."

"Huh..?" Surprised, he looked over and saw you shyly standing beside the loudspeaker, blinking in bewilderment that you were able to sneak back here unnoticed. "Oh hello, Neighbor--! I mean..." He paused, a bashful smile on his face. "S-Sorry, it's-

"Habit? Don't worry, it's okay." You reassured, stepping closer to him as you tried your best to contain your excitement. "You can call me Neighbor..or [y/n], if you wanna."

"[Y/n]..that's a nice name." He nodded, although his gaze turned serious as his eyes flickered left and right, before he leaned down to get closer to you. "It's nice to meet you, but I'm afraid you've must've taken a wrong turn. You can't be back here."

"I know, but..I really wanted to see you! You're my favorite and..I didn't like what that mean man said to you."

"Oh..him? Don't fret, my friend." Wally softly chuckled. "That "mean man" is my director and...he's only suggesting how I can improve myself! He can be blunt sometimes, but I have to listen to him. Just like how you have to listen to your parents and teachers."

"Yeah.....but he didn't have to be so rude." You huffed, hands on your hips. "If he has a problem with your staring, it's his fault, not yours. He's just a big ol' dummy."

He was amused by your attempts to defend him so fiercely, and he couldn't help but break into an even bigger smile.

"I agree, he is a big dummy..but that's a secret between you and me." He winked, before hopping down from his chair, opening his arms up to you. "Well thank you for lifting my spirits, dear [y/n]. I wish I had something for you, but...this is all I can offer."

"That's okay! I'm happy to help!" Nodding, you eagerly hugged him, feeling how soft his plush body was. "You're...not gonna tell anyone I'm here, will you?"

"Nope. Why would I do that to my number one fan?"

All you could do was beam at his compliment.

This was truly the best day ever. Not only did you get to meet Wally face-to-face...but you also helped him feel better!

Sneaking backstage was absolutely worth it.

[tossawary]

I think SVSSS as a 2D cartoon would be the best moving medium for it imo.

I mean, personally, yeah, that's how I'd enjoy seeing it as well! My ideal slightly pretentiously artsy SVSSS screen adaptation would probably look only a little more detailed than linograph prints (2D or shaded 3D?) (someone hit me up in like two weeks to draw an example of what I mean, if I don't remember on my own, I don't have access to art stuff right now), very stylized and vibrantly colorful, because that's one of the art styles that I particularly enjoy.

I'm not a personally a fan of the 3D SVSSS show because I find the characters a little too doll-like and same-facey for my tastes? It's fine! It works! It's serviceable! It's just all, backgrounds included, a little... safe? I tend to like over-the-top bright colors and intricate details and impractically weird shapes and yet also coherent world production design in my fantasy, which is a lot to demand of any production, perhaps especially with animation productions, which are always squeezed for time and money.

(EDIT: I know the SVSSS show was under heavy constraints and the results are impressive considering their resources; it doesn't change the fact that I just don't like the art style and nevertheless find the results underwhelming. I don't like a lot of "realistic" modeling / rendering styles, not just "anime" ones, even if they are extremely technically impressive. Believe me when I say that I know the vast majority of the entertainment industry is overworked and underpaid and creatively restrained.)

Slightly tangential general note: I don't think 2D is inherently superior to 3D (EDIT: NOT trying to imply asker is saying this, just having some general thoughts), especially because, with the realities of production, each have their advantages. 2D has a lot of stylistic advantages still, but 3D shaders are catching up and doing some incredible things these days! More advanced puppet controls and particle effects and such are doing some beautiful things for 2D shows as well these days. A lot of stuff has been subtly mixed media as soon as 3D became possible. It is potentially possible (note: not saying any studio would actually greenlight this) to do an equally slightly weird and artistically stunning 3D SVSSS show, given the freedom to work. (Good boarding and writing is also sooooo important in both mediums, obviously, it's not just about the art design. You can get away with incredibly limited animation with good boarding, writing, and art design.)

Another slightly tangential ramble: both 2D and 3D have the potential for stiff animation and poor character acting, which also comes down to production limits and animator skills? (I often think of character animators as a type of actor!) There are a lot of 2D shows that I don't really like because I find the animation incredibly stiff, both puppet and handdrawn (there's great 2D puppet stuff out there these days), which pretty much always comes down to production limits (deadlines and budget and software, saving up their animation for the coolest scenes). One of my favorite things about Studio Ghibli films (which as features get a lot more space to focus on art compared to the demands and restraint of television) has always been the squash and stretch in otherwise relatively realistic action, making things like hugs look SO nice for example. But 3D stuff is getting better at that these days! The ways characters slumped into each other in "Nimona" for example was great. And it's just fascinating to look at the elasticity / stylized sculpt of expressions in "Puss in Boots: The Last Wish" compared to the technical limits of the models / rigs in "Shrek" or "Shrek 2".

Adding these side notes because I want to be clear about my respect for both 2D and 3D artistically! A lot of video games are doing cool stuff in 3D that looks very close to 2D with stylized shaders, which you can sometimes spot by the large or small rotations in character action / acting, which is difficult (and therefore often expensive) to do in 2D with all of those extra drawings / angle poses. Also, I think the current push towards funky shaders in 3D is so cool and it's hard not to gush about them!!!

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a/n - greeting scaranation. he's been in my twitter feed and tumblr reccs for weeks now. i cant escape him. so why not embrace it? heres a oneshot for that once idle animation he has! credits to my platonic spouse for their wonderful idea <3 anyways, i hope you like this one! ive never played genshin but i've made a character analysis on him to write him accurately, abeilt a bit soft on this oneshot to further showcase what i think his change would be after receiving a vision/being in nahida's care. titled "caring for"! have a good day/night!

The Wanderer likes his Vision more than he'd like to admit, you observed.

Ever since he received it, there's this spark of life in his eyes when he looks at you and a slight upward curve at the corners of his lips. They're not noticeable, but they are to you.

Kunikuzushi cradled that Vision as if it was a baby the first few nights he had it. He wasn't aware you knew since you'd peeked into the room he was temporarily resting in before entering it. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes, hands shook uncontrollably. For a while, there was hesitance and doubt that resided in his mind.

Of all people, him? A puppet? Attaining a Vision?

There were times when he would entrust his Vision to you. He was still in denial. Holding that Vision was like holding a piece of burning coal to him. But you were very patient with him, so you cared for his Vision in his stead.

Perhaps he learnt to accept it when he saw you tend to his Vision as if it were him. You occasionally wipe it with a clean piece of cloth, polishing it and showing him the way it shines against the sunlight. When you held it, it was almost mesmerizing. The faint glow of turquoise complimenting the color of your loving eyes, painting beautifully along your features.

He had thought that it would be best if you had a Vision, not him. Eventually, he changed his mind. All because of you, of course.

"You don't want it?" You hummed, rubbing a hand on your chin thoughtfully whilst you stared at his Vision. It prettily fits you more, He wanted to say, but held his tongue and instead hid his face with his hat. "Alright," You quickly accepted which elicited a confused look from Kunikuzushi.

You just laughed softly at his expression, holding the Vision close to your heart. "This is undeniably part of you, and if you don't want it, I'll keep it for you." You say with a sigh, a tender smile etching your lips. "I'll care for it for as long I can, whether you accept it or not."

To the Wanderer, your laugh is comparable to the gentle breeze that greets him every waking morning, making his hair flutter against the wind and his skin quiver from the cold. Your smile radiated warmth, it reminds him of the campfires you two make every single night, where you share meals, talk about whatever, and enjoy the warmth of the dancing flames. It made his hollow chest clench.

He's never snatched something from your hands so fast before. "I was merely testing you," He lies, holding his Vision whilst he stared you down threateningly (not really), "This is mine, you hear?"

Kunikuzushi felt heat crept up his neck when you burst into a fit of giggles, nodding your head in understanding.

More often than not, there's a stride in his walk whenever he's outside with you, freshly obtained Vision placed right on the left side of his chest, where his heart should be. You didn't miss that when he revealed his new outfit to you. He would puff out his chest briefly when he spoke to you, hands on his hips and a smirk on his face.

Your chest swelled with pride when you see him be so proud of his Vision, finally accepting it as a part of him. It made your grin stretch ear to ear, placing a hand on his bright, glowing Vision.

A hand on his heart.

Kunikuzushi glared at you when you touched his Vision, telling you to; "Get your dirty hands off!" but he never made a move to push you off, nor pulled away from your hand. There was a scowl on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes. He invited it warmly with a softened gaze, his own hand wrapping tenderly around your wrist. He fully understood your gesture.

Out of all the people in the world, only you could ever touch his heart.

You were always the first one to notice. He always stares at his Vision with eyes filled with wonder as he drifts off into a daze. He holds it so carefully with his hand and just gets lost in its powerful glow. Today was different, for you couldn't hold back your laughter.

Kunikuzushi snapped out of his little daydream when your pleasant laughs reached his ears, albeit confused as to why you were laughing. His eyes bore into your figure that was not too far away from him, sitting on the grass. He almost melted when he bear witness to your joyous, carefree expression.

"What's so funny?" The Wanderer asks, at a loss. You quickly wiped away a tear that was forming, coughing into your fist as you smiled sheepishly at him, a little embarrassed now he caught you staring.

"Oh, nothing," You stood up from the ground, patting off the grass that stuck on your pants. Walking towards him, you glance at the hand that cradled his Vision. A chuckle escaped your lips and you softly stated; "I just think you just adore that more than you let on."

His eyes trailed down where your eyes were and he tensed, immediately pulling his hand away from his chest and shooting a small glare at you. "I have no idea what you're talking about." He huffs, crossing his arms and turning to look away from you. You don't miss the redness on the tips of his ears.

You giggle, stepping back into his field of vision, a teasing smile on your lips. "Really now? You were cradling it oh-so tenderly, it was as if like it was the most precious thing you've ever seen!" You teased in a singsong voice, further annoying Kunikuzushi. (Not that he actually minds it though.)

"What are you talking about?" He sighs irritably, a brow raised at you. "You're the most precious thing I've ever seen." Those words rolled off his tongue smoothly and naturally, but he hadn't meant to say that. The was a pause between the both of you, taken aback. Before you could even react, Kunikuzushi turned away and hid his face once more with his hat from you.

You caught a glimpse of his reddening face. You couldn't help but burst out laughing, holding onto him for support. All the while, the Wanderer grumbled under his breath but willingly assisted in carrying your weight. He may be embarrassed and quite annoyed at your existence at the moment, but he can't have you falling over, can he?

"Awwww, you're so romantic Kuni," You teased, tilting his hat upwards and leaning down close to his face, earning a silent gasp from him. Goodness, he wants to wipe that smug grin off your face. "Don't worry, you're the most precious thing I've ever had the grace to love," You whispered to him, planting a kiss on his nose.

Why does he even let you get away with this? If it were someone else, they'd be dead- err, beaten to a pulp. No one would dare to get too close to him. While he's learning how to mingle with humans, he can't bear to be this close to anyone.

Except for you, of course.

Yeah, his hat couldn't help him hide his flustered face this time. Not when you're holding his cheeks in place and kissing him so passionately on the lips. Before, he reprimanded you for sudden actions like these. But now? Instead, he held onto you tightly, arms wrapped around your neck and pulling you in closer.

He can't have you letting go of him. Of his heart.

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[taxinealkaloids]

I do adore how absolutely unhinged all of the Eye-aligned characters are; Jon is trying his best to be normal but is also the "it's remarkably easy to buy an axe in London guy," Gertrude mutilated a man and threw his body in a hole, and Jonahelias did...all that. Maybe the spooky eyeball really does eat social skills/morality because the 3 of them are freaks of the highest order

Oh I think you’re sort of getting at something that I consider one of the defining features of the Beholding as an entity! (Keep in mind this is all just my interpretation and I don’t claim to be the defining authority on this subject.) 

 While the Eye certainly could be the reason for the general unhinged-ness of our three featured avatars, I would like to submit the alternate theory that it was the other way around; they were Already Like That, and that’s what drew the Beholding to them. I feel that the Eye is kind of unique in how it views its avatars. Many of the entities behave primarily as predators; they are interested in their avatars only insofar as they can use them as tools with which to hunt, and they override their original form and personality to facilitate this. They don’t really exercise their own will anymore; rather they exist as an extension of their patron. In ep 47 Jon asks The Distortion, Michael, whether he owns the hallways Helen got lost in; in response, Michael replies, “Does your hand in any way own your stomach?” I think this sums up the way avatars become incorporated into their patron entity really well. Michael isn’t a person anymore, he’s an appendage, grabbing the Spiral’s prey and dragging it into the hallways to be digested. Now some entities, notably the Web, clearly DO have agendas beyond simple consumption, but the Web is, to put it lightly, a control freak. It doesn’t have any interest in its avatars having free will. Annabelle is a puppet with a head full of spiders. She’s not herself anymore either. Basically, most of the entities don’t gain anything from their avatars having free will, so they take it away. 

The Eye, though? The Eye does gain something from its avatars having free will. In fact, their free will is kind of the POINT, isn’t it? Elias, Jon, and Gertrude aren’t puppets, because puppets aren’t any fun to watch. In my opinion, the Eye isn’t USING its avatars so much as it is excitedly observing them like lab rats. You wouldn’t want your lab rats to be puppets subsumed by your own will, because that would be boring as hell and also pointless. You wouldn’t learn anything that way, and nothing exciting would happen because you’d already know everything the rats were going to do. You want them to participate in the experiment! Their participation is essential, actually! So, instead of taking over their minds or twisting them into monsters, the Eye provides its avatars with the necessary tools (compulsion, partial omniscience, etc) to be really great at data collection and then it just sort of…sets them loose and watches to see what they find out! Of course, for this laissez-faire approach to work, it needs the sort of people who are already inclined to do the necessary legwork. If you’re a voyeuristic eyeball god and you have the ability to bestow individuals with cosmic powers, you’re gonna give them to people who are gonna do something interesting with them, and Elias, Jon, and Gertrude certainly don’t disappoint. Even before Jon started to feel any of the physical effects of Beholding’s hold, he was exploring the murder tunnels, stalking his coworkers, and  throwing himself in the path of avatars in a desperate attempt to satisfy his own curiosity. Gertrude was basically running around trying to fistfight every single entity and blow up their shit. Both of them were basically putting on the best show possible. Tragically, we don’t know much about Jonah’s own path to Beholding, but I bet the room the Eye allows for its avatars to retain their free will and find things out for themselves would have drawn him to it over the other entities. (I do also headcanon that he originally was quite impulsive, inclined to throw himself into potentially dangerous situations in order to satisfy his curiosity like Jon, and had to learn over the years to temper these inclinations in the interest of not dying.)

Anyway, tl;dr, the eye WANTS freaks of the highest order and that’s why they’re all Like That. Thanks for your ask <33

[randy-jester]

My Imaginary Ride The Cyclone Hybrid Live-Action and Animation Feature Film that only exists in my head: Part 1

I originally wrote this in response to @sleepboysummer 's post about wanting to bring back the "imaginary rtc production in my head' trend, but it got so long I felt like it deserved it's own post. And then that got so long that I had to split it into multiple parts 😅

Anyway, here's my concept for what I would want for a Ride The Cyclone movie. This part covers everything from the beginning (Introduction + Uranium Suite) to "Talia".

The majority of the movie is shot in live-action, but colored in sepia (Think like the Wizard of Oz but while Dorothy is still in Kansas). The coloring is meant to represent how dreary the choir felt like their lives were living in Uranium.

Karnak will be a life-size animatronic creature puppet from Jim Henson's Creature shop.

The warehouse, despite presumably being abandoned for years, appears to look no worse for wear (for now). Sure, lots of old carnival stuff is stored here. Yet for some reason, nothing seems to have fallen into significant disrepair. It just looks kinda old.

Karnak's opening dialogue will have different jokes depending on whether the audience is watching the movie in theaters vs if they're watching it on home video. The theater version can keep the "armrest bit". But the home video will have it's own joke to replace it.

The first half of "Uranium Suite" is shown as a flashback. We see the choir in competition, snippets of them getting their fortunes read and enjoying the other rides at the carnival, then boarding the doomed Cyclone rollercoaster.

When Karnak says the line "hurtling the children to their deaths", we watch the choir's rollercoaster cart fly off the loopty-loop. But rather than hitting the ground, they stay floating through the air for a while. It's only when they say the lines "round and round and round" when they slowly start to descend toward the ground. Right when they're about to crash and hit the ground, the scene changes. We see the choir land in the warehouse, their souls summoned by Karnak. They get back up, almost robotically, and perform some (Karnak-controlled) choreography for the end of the song.

When it comes to the choir's individual songs, the visuals change to animation. And to reflect the individuality of the choir members, every song uses a different art style.

"What the World Needs" will use 3D CGI animation that has a classic Disney/Pixar look to it. This is meant to reflect multiple aspects at once (the happy/poppy style of the song, Ocean's bubbly personality, etc.)

During her number, Ocean dons a dramatic costume change. She's got a bright pink power suit (think like if Barbie was a businesswoman)

After her number, the world returns to normal (live-action and sepia). We see Ocean standing on the human pyramid wearing a loose pink necktie. This is meant to show that the animated sequences are "dreams" acted out by the choir. The costume pieces they get in real life were from storage.

"Noel's Lament" is animated in 2D black and white animation. Think like the classic Betty Boop cartoons from the 1930s. Additionally, his entire song is recorded through a radio filter (think like how Alastor sounds in Hazbin Hotel). That way it really makes him sound like he's from the "olden days".

"This Song is Awesome" will have a gritty, graffiti type art style. Whereas "Talia" will be done entirely in watercolor.

The transition from "This Song is Awesome" to "Talia" will be different from the stage version. "This Song is Awesome" will be framed like Mischa's dream bachelor party. We see him living it up as a world-famous rapper, partying with his friends, then taking the private jet to Ukraine. When he says "And then I see this girl. Shawty." at the end of "This Song is Awesome", there's a visual gap between where Mischa is standing (still in the graffiti art style) and where Talia is standing (in watercolor). We can hear the beginning notes of "Talia" being played in the background. Noel leans close to Mischa and asks, "Who's that?", referring to Talia in front of them. Mischa says, "That is my girlfriend. I was saving up to move back to Ukraine just to see her. Natalia Muruska Bolinska." As he says her name, Mischa steps between the gap, changing his appearance (and the rest of their surroundings along with him) to the "Talia" watercolor style.

EDIT: Here's the link to Part 2! Sorry for splitting it up. Tumblr literally wouldn't let me post it as one large chunk. ^^;

[dmc-brainrot]

Eternally Soul Bonded (part 3)

Vergil (DMC5) x Yamato! reader

warnings: reader is a humanoid version of Yamato, reader is completely obssessed with Vergil (mild yandere behaviour), angst, fluff if you squint, mild violence (slapping), rough implicit sex, toxic relationship?? (self-destructive tendencies)

summary: after falling victim to his own desires and indulging in them, Vergil tries once more to reject his most precious possession, you… but what he doesn’t understand is that he is in fact, unable to be away from you again, and you’re dead set in showing it to him. Final part of the Vergil x Yamato fic!

word count: 2.1k

a.n: things get a little edgy in this. I wanted to write a bit more but I think it’s a nice conclusion to this particular storyline. Very sorry for the 5 month hiatus, I got a new laptop and the original draft for this chapter was completely wiped out, so I had little motivation to start again. But here you go! Hoping this appeases the masses. Also, my requests are open so if there’s anything you want to see next, let me know. (request by @misahaze)

It was like your bodies were completely in sync with one another, despite all of this being new to you. The kissing, the touching, the grinding of warm bodies against one another. It was strange, but you had to admit that it felt too good to stop now.

Vergil was completely lost in the moment, his rough calloused hands gripped your white hair roughly, pressing your head down the mattress as if to not let you escape his grasp, while his other hand held onto your side, just as roughly, as his hulking frame moved against you, making the bed creak.

Your body was usually colder than usual, taking in consideration you weren’t really human, but was simply shaped like one, but with the amount of heat emanating from Vergil, it was enough to make you warmer as well. A soft warm mist escaped your lips, and your dark voidless eyes stared right back at Vergil with sick adoration behind them.

“What’s…happening to me?” Shakily escaped Vergil’s lips as he kept grinding his body against yours in a frenetic way, like he couldn’t control the urges his flesh craved. He was breathing hard, his hardened length sliding in and out of you in a haze.

“The same way I’m connected to you… You’re connected to me, Vergil” You responded in a quiet whisper, bringing his face closer to yours with both hands holding his cheeks tenderly.

There was a perverted smile plastered on your face. You could alter your body to any shape you’d like, which was a fun little ability you had discovered a few months ago, and despite your ‘natural’ humanoid form not having any biological features like the others, it wasn’t difficult to simply make them yourself for such an occasion.

With a firm grip on Vergil’s cheeks, you brought his face closer, which was met with great resistance from the man.

“What are you doing?” He asked in a ragged breath, which only made you snicker and smile more.

“Kissing you” You simply responded, first licking his lip slowly with your tongue, before forcibly pushing it in his mouth, spreading his lips apart and bringing him to a sloppy and steamy kiss that, to your surprise, was reciprocated.

You could almost taste the melody that was being made by Vergil’s heart. His movements were rough and out of rhythm as if he was simply following his bodily desires, controlled by them like a puppet without will, but you didn’t hate it. You couldn’t possibly hate it, of course. Any kind of connection you could have with Vergil was exhilarating and this was no different.

“F-Faster…Vergil” You whisper in a shaky breath after you two pull away from your kiss, one of your thumbs rubbing the man’s lower lip tenderly.

“Hng… don’t tell me what to do” Vergil muttered between gritted teeth, but, despite his words, he indeed began to move faster, the sounds of flesh hitting against flesh filling the room in an obscene display of something that wasn’t love, but something darker and more obscure. Obssession perhaps, or self-destruction…

Vergil looked down at himself, his eyebrows twitching, his body shaking and sweating due to their movements. His gaze wandered over your two connected bodies, up your body and finally stopping at your face. He didn’t know why, but every time he looked at you he felt a knot form in his stomach. Maybe it was that unnatural smile on it, or the fact your eyes have looked empty ever since that time you snapped at him.

But he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t control himself around you any longer. It was difficult to admit, but this fiery passion, this animalistic desire to be in such a carnal way with you had been nesting within his heart ever since his Devil Trigger was activated by you, and he tried to fight against it so valiently ever since then, convincing himself such urges were exclusive to humans and that he was above that. But here he was, falling victim to those same desires, unable to fight against them anymore.

With a low growl, his grip on you tightened, and with a quick motion, he flipped you over, making you lay on your stomach so he didn’t have to look at your face any longer. Maybe out of embarrassment, shame or something else he couldn’t quite consider.

Your face was now pressed down against the pillows, and you’d complain if you didn’t mind it at all. You could feel Vergil enter you again in this new position and you couldn’t do anything but stifle out a sound when you were connected once more. He used one of his hands to press your head down, gripping the back of it with force. His other hand still on your side to give him leverage while he pounded against you at a relentless pace.

Your vision whitened, there wasn’t anything else you could focus on except for the movement of Vergil’s body against yours. The way he was trying so desperately to keep control, how he was discounting his anger on you with his rough treatment… it was quite amusing for you.

Words were rarely spoken, and you could tell it was bothering him greatly when all he could hear was the lustful sounds your bodies were making, which filled him with shame… but it hardly mattered to you, after all, this is what you were craving the most, having Vergil completely lost to his instincts, the natural necessity of being close to you, as it should be.

“Hng-” With a few more grunts, Vergil could feel himself reaching his limit, the culmination of his shame being manifested in the next thrusts.

After he finished, he tossed you down the bed almost immediately, as if he was trying to get away from you after coming to his senses. He sat up, breathing heavy and shaky as he looked down at you with what could only be interpreted as disgust.

You slowly turned yourself around, sitting up on the bed and meeting his gaze. Despite your nature, you were also breathing quite hard, and your body was covered in sweat. You analyzed his expression, the two of you silently staring at one another after the act for a couple more seconds before he broke the silence.

“…We must never do this again.” He spoke with immediatism, running a hand through his sweat covered hair.

“…You say that as if you weren’t the one who took the initiative to begin with” You responded with amusement lacing your voice.

“It was merely a moment of weakness.” He rebutted, his eyebrow twitching when he spoke.

“Is that what you told yourself when bedding Nero’s mother as well?” You smirk, but that smile is soon met with the thick and warm palm of Vergil’s hand, used to slap you right on the cheek.

The stinging sensation was new and it took you by surprise. Once your gaze met his again you could see his hair was undone once more, and there was real anger behind his eyes. An anger you had never experienced before. Your eyes widened. What was this? Why was this feeling so unnatural to you? You were in tune with all of Vergil’s feelings and emotions, but not whatever this was.

“…What is that?” You asked, your cheek red and swollen.

“I do not wish to hear you any longer.” Vergil spoke, his voice trembling with unforeseen anger.

“…Why did that make you so angry? What is this?” You asked again with utter confusion plastered in your complexion. You had just connected with one another in the most intimate way possible and yet it felt as if you two were… out of sync.

“Cease your blabbering!” Vergil’s voice echoed within the walls of the small apartment you shared.

He soon stood from the bed, grabbing his clothes and, with quivering hands, began to dress himself while you were left on the bed, eyes wide and still unable to process what had just occurred.

“…No, no, no, no, something’s wrong-” You repeat to yourself in a frantic and desperate manner, holding your head with both hands, eyes trembling along with your lips. “W-Why can’t I understand your anger? We are one!”

Vergil didn’t respond, buttoning up the last few buttons of his outfit and running his hand through his hair again to fix it a second time. You watched him all the while, completely broken by the fact you two felt distant once more, even further than previously.

“…Vergil… kiss me again, make love to me again, o-our connection needs to be stronger! Tighter! More passionate! So I can understand… please-” You begged, scampering out of bed and falling to the floor, grabbing his ankles and looking up at him as if you were looking up to a god that was rejecting your helpless prayers.

He looked down at you with disdain. Despite Yamato being all that ever mattered to him, despite him obssessively looking for you for the past two decades, despite everything you’ve endured… right now he was looking at you as if you were nothing, and it tore you apart.

“Let go of me, Yamato” Vergil spoke coldly, and even though he was using that name with you, he had his brows furrowed and his lips turned downward in anger.

“…W-Why? …why is this happening? You started it! You- You wanted  this! Why are you rejecting me now?!” You gripped his ankles tighter, you could feel your teeth grinding against one another. An unbridled sense of rage filling your heart, but a different kind than that which Vergil was feeling.

“…You’ve become human.” Vergil spoke with a slight frown on his face. “This connection is no longer pure.”

“…What?” You asked in a soft tone.

You lightly let go of his ankles and in a wobbly motion stood from the floor to face him, still nude. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. This again?

“I’m more than your sword, haven’t you realized this yet? I’ve always had thoughts, feelings and desires, even when I couldn’t express them verbally” You say, clutching your chest, clawing at it. “You think you’re some kind of deity who is superior to feeling things but you’re not  Vergil!” You cry out.

“I am you, you are me. We are connected, you can’t sever what we have simply because you don’t like how it makes you feel” You shakily continue, approaching him and holding his chest. “You enjoyed it, didn’t you? It’s punitive as it is pleasurable to fall from your standards and indulge in what your heart truly desires, isn’t it?”

Vergil waited for you to speak, not moving an inch from his position as you clung to him. He seemed to be considering what you were saying despite his brows still being furrowed and forming an unpleasant expression.

“And what do you suggest then? That we keep indulging in these disgusting acts of ‘love’ whenever we feel like it?” Vergil asked in a mocking tone.

“What is so damning about it? Why can’t you open your heart to me and let all of your desires and emotions flow through?” You asked in a softer tone, caressing his chest in the spot where his heart should be. “It came so naturally to you back then… please, Vergil…”

Accompanied by your soft plead, you rested your cheek against his chest, and surprinsingly, Vergil responded by wrapping his arms gently around your smaller frame.

“…Please accept me as I am.” You whispered against his chest. “…So we can keep being one for all of eternity…”

There was silence after your earnest request, but not an uncomfortable one. You felt Vergil’s hands bring you closer, your bodies pressing against one another, and you could feel the contour of his body through the fabric of his clothes. His large hands held you in place against him with an uncharacteristic tenderness.

And then, he finally spoke.

“…With all the ugly parts… and these disgusting carnal desires…” He began, his voice barely a whisper. “…It’s shameful, really… to lower myself to this and let them take control of my body.”

He squeezed you tighter.

“…But I can’t deny their existence.” He closed his eyes, resting against the top of your head. “…I can’t… fight against them for much longer.”

“…Then don’t.” You respond with an equally weak whisper.

No more words were shared, but your heart was consoled by the fact you felt aligned with Vergil once more. A mutual understanding filling the two of you as you two shared this odd moment.

Whenever you two argued or had a falling out, it was like Vergil was directly fighting against himself and his own wants and needs. He understood that, and yet always tried to reject them.

But not anymore. Not after this. It was useless to fight, fruitless to keep denying his true feelings and desires.

Even if he struggled to admit it, it was true… you two were eternally soul bonded, whether he liked it or not.

[3dnygma]

Thoughts on Frank and his potential role in "Welcome Home"

Here's a parallel in the new ARG "Welcome Home" that I haven't really seen mentioned anywhere else yet - would love to know if it holds any deeper meaning!

When examing the page accesses through the code "woxyve", I've noticed that the non-looping gif featured on said page eventually turns into a very similar shape to the one that we see Frank holding on Clown's page about the ARG.

The links can be found here and here!

This could be a coincidence/reach since the shapes are not entirely the same (different reds and aspect ratios) and the illustration is not fully "canon" - but perhaps there is some kind of connection between these two, which led me to think a lot about Frank, his role in the "Welcome Home" tv show and his relation to the colour red.

Btw, before turning into the red shape similar to the one in the illustration, the gif lingers on several increasingly creepier images of Wally.

I am still not sure what this red corruption might mean in the context of the script page, but there seems to be some kind of relation to Frank (unless I'm reaching and these two shapes just happen to look similar).

Generally, I think that Frank has a very specific role in the ARG - due to several reasons.

His default expression is a frown, while the others are mostly seen smiling.

His house, outfit and character design feature very little of the colour red.

He is the only main character with grey skin.

Links can be found here and here.

These design choices very obviously aim to present him as the "straight man" of the show but maybe they could carry some additional meaning with them? the colour red could stand for fun and a silly personality but also some kind of corruption / being blinded by one's emotions. Similarly to the rest of the page, the corruption of the non-looping gif (red) is tied back to Wally. I know many fans see Home (the house) as embodying the story's main corrupting force - and that house is primarily red as well.

Also, his profile states that his knowledge in the show was often discredited for comedic effect, which gives me the impression that whoever is/was controlling these characters wanted to ensure that whatever Frank might end up saying could be labelled as a "joke".

Meaning that if the smartest character of the show were to discover something crucial, he could be easily made fun of and his discoveries could be shoved aside. Perhaps some preventative measure?

Think of Cassandra in the Illiad, who was blessed with the knowledge (!) to see the future but cursed to never be believed by those around her. I think that pretty popular trope and its cursed existence lends itself to the horror genre pretty well! (yes I am comparing the silly puppet ARG to Greek myths but hear me out pls)

In short, I think that if the characters themselves ever start to experience the horror of Welcome Home much like the show's consumers (us + the Restoration Project), Frank will be the first or only one to notice these happenings - and the others won't believe him for quite a while. Also, the colour red might stand for a general corruption or for some kind of obliviousness.

Any ideas on how the script (on whose page the non-looping gif is featured) might tie into this?

[drill-teeth-art]

Hello! I really love your art and animations! Though, I was wondering what you use to do the animation and still images? I'm getting a better drawing device soon so I was wondering what you use so I could perhaps try to animate like you! (If you don't want me to try to animate in your way that's 100% fine, please just let me know!) Please and thank you for the info! Have a good day/night!+

Oh, sure! So the software I use is Clip Studio Paint EX. There's a cheaper version called Clip Studio Paint Pro, but it has a lot fewer of the animation features so I use EX. And I can pull back the ol' curtain to show you a peek at my process!

So take Pharma here! This is a pretty simple walk loop. How I do a lot of my animations is I make pretty simple 2D puppets and then animate those puppets frame by frame by moving bits and pieces around or redrawing body parts entirely for some frames if necessary.

Pharma's puppet has quite a few layers as you can see here, but this isn't even the most complex one I've built and worked on!

And in the timeline here you can see each frame for the Pharma puppet's walk and then also the frames on the littler details like the lighting and cast shadows most of which are just edits of the original walk frames. If you wanna get into slightly more nitty gritty details, this animation specifically moves at 12 fps instead of the standard 24. I do this to force myself to capture movements in less drawings. It saves time and is challenging. And I like the deliberate choppiness it can add to the motion.

I really like this animation method because (at least for me) it's a lot lot faster than hand drawing every frame. And though I do like to do a good bit of more traditional 2D frame by frame practice as well, this method is faster and also easier to clean up so I use it a lot for animations I want practice animating with and that I also want to look polished for posting. Because animating by yourself is...a lengthy process. And I don't mind others using this method! Have at it!

[puggod33]

Update to Puppet Adopting Jack’O’Moon-

I think more people know about this this time around, but everyone seemed really excited about Puppet adopting Jack last time I mentioned it so I thought I’d make this post.

The new Gang Beasts video on the Freddy and Funtime Freddy show is almost entirely about Puppet adopting Jack- featuring Jack’s thoughts on Solar, discussions of who’s last name Jack is going to take and most importantly sibling bonding

Highly recommend checking this video out if you’re interested in Jack and Puppet’s relationship or just want to see a really funny video.

[drunkkenobi]

Oh boy oh boy, here we go.

I waited until this week to do a Ghost Files spreadsheet update because I wanted to do it the same week that I record the older videos. (I have two spreadsheets, one that I only record once a month and one that I do every week) I wanted to see overall what a difference GF has made to Watcher’s shows and views. But first!

All of these videos blow the previous “fastest to one million” Watcher records out of the water. Every Ghost Files episode has hit it in 29 hours or less.

Trending continues to baffle me. As you can see, St. Ignatius did not trend, but had the best opening weekend of them all. I will not and do not understand trending.

The Debriefs are doing about on par that the PostMortems did, with these actually doing better than the most recent PMs did in 2021. They are also quite meatier episode lengths.

You can’t really compare GF to anything else on Watcher’s slate because it’s so doing so far and above everything else. So I’ve been comparing it to the final few seasons of BFU. It’s right on track with those videos, which is pretty amazing considering GF is under a completely different name and channel. I know those of us Watcher fans who have been here since the beginning find the fact that so many people didn’t know it existed baffling, but the algorithm is bizarre and cruel, so I think it’s a huge accomplishment for Ryan and the crew to be right on track with its predecessor.

Also, it is very sweet to me that right now, the top 3 Watcher videos are all from a different Watcher founder. Waverly Hills at #1, Simu’s Dish Granted at #2, and Puppet History’s Dancing Plague at #3. Aw.

One of things I’ve been most excited about with tracking these numbers is how other Watcher series are doing now that Ghost Files is out and so big. This will probably get long, so under a cut.

A lot of Watcher series are up right now, but only the Ryan and Shane shows. Unfortunately, none of Steven or other creators’ shows have gotten a boost from GF. The two exceptions to this are two recent DG episodes. The Uncle Roger episode continues to perform very well (at 908k and counting, twice as much as any other episode from this season) and bless his heart, Zach Kornfeld’s episode got a mini-boost after all the Try Guys drama broke. None of the other Watcher videos featuring Keith or Zach had notable boosts, though. (thank god they never had Ned on, am I right?)

The newest season of TMS has gained an average of 69k (nice) views since GF premiered. Compared to a 4 week run in August, they gained a total of 26k views. The other seasons also got some mild boosts, except the most recent holiday one for whatever reason.

Newest season of AYS averaged new ~14k views over a 4 week period before GF. Now it has averaged ~49k views. Older seasons also got a bit of a boost, although interestingly again, not the second most recent one as much. Maybe people started the playlists at the beginning after watching most recent seasons and didn’t get to the second most recent ones yet?

Most recent season of Puppet History is up to 50k new views per episode since GF, compared to ~28k in the same time period. Older Puppet Histories are also doing very well across the board. Will be interested to see how much this continues with the new season on deck next.

And finally, our dearly beloved Weird and/or Wonderful World. It is not up across the board, but a few episodes have gotten boosts in the past month. Solvang is up 24k, Roller Derby was up 21k, Pop Pals 52k, and Pie Shop 29k. Not sure why only these got boosted, but I will take it. Watcher, please, give this show another chance.

Oh also Tourist Trapped is up 50k.

As of today, October 17, 2022, Watcher has 209,373,478 views across 221 videos. This averages out to 947,391 views per video. This is up from 887k per video that I recorded a month ago. Jesus fucking Christ.

I also subtracted every video that’s premiered since 9/19 to see how the average changes without Ghost Files numbers (or that one off AYS). The average for the 213 videos that premiered before GF is 913k, which is still up quite a bit.

Watcher has gained ~200k new subscribers (at 2.26m) to the channel during this time as well. Their patreon has also gone completely bananas in terms of members. They’re at 6300(!!!!) right now, which again, completely bananas. I know a lot of these folks will probably dip after GF ends for the season, but all of this support only means good things for Watcher. They’ve got more wiggle room now to travel again and try new things and give new creators more shots. After everything we’ve watched this channel go through over the past two and a half years, I could not be prouder. 

As always, thanks y’all for reading! I very much appreciate all the love and nice comments and tags I see on these posts. Glad we are all numbers nerds that are overinvested in Watcher. 

[paperlovesadness]

Okay - listen up babes. We need some positive / reasonable energy up in here. I'm not gonna pretend I'm completely normal and not dissapointed by this turn of events. Because of course I am! (though still holding up some hope). And because these guys are my hyperobsession and I had too much time on my hands this evening apparently - and I wanted to see just how out of the norm this whole situation was - I spent some time on setlist.fm today (becuse even though I watched all these performances a thousand times each, my memory for details and dates and numbers is awful and I needed to do it in a research manner). So from what I gather (please correct me if I [and setlist.fm] am wrong though and missed something obvious!) Miles and Alex singing "Standing Next to Me" together beyond the Puppets is something that happened only 5 times ever? Alex only ever joined Miles at his gigs to sing SNTM 4 times:

Olympia Paris in 2012,

Worthy Farm in 2013

Glastonbury 2013

and of course the infamous La Cigale 2018.

And Miles joined the Monkeys once for a rare ocurrence of singing SNTM at an AM concert:

Finsbury Park 2014.

Some other interesting facts to note about 2014 Finsbury Park are:

They played that venue two days in a row (May 23rd and May 24th)

Miles also had a set there - featured as a special guest / support but just on May 24th.

People expected him to still show up May 23rd for 505 - he didn't.

People expected him to come play 505 on May 24th - he didn't.

He did then join Alex for SNTM for the encore though, after 505 without him was done.

Now does that explain away the hype Miles was kind of building up, hinting at the Puppets before Ireland? Not really I guess. But then Miles is just a happy, enthusiastic guy and maybe all he meant by it was a reference to their reunion playing the same venue. Either way - this isn't the first time Miles is seemingly with no logic not playing 505 despite being there, it's also not the first time they wait until the last date of a place to bring him on despite hype and speculation (also see: us waiting around for three days straight in a prayer circle manifesting and losing hope for Miles to join 505 in London this tour). Edging might just be their speciality 👀 Or perhaps the speciality is keeping things special by only doing them a certain number of times. Saving best for last, not overdoing it (come to think of it; no way in this universe they'd do a Puppets song three days in a row while the band is inatcive. In any context ever. It takes attention away from their main projects; which is in a way showing a lack of respect for those. And also just totally ruins the flow, aesthetic and consistancy I think they both like to build in their performances - Alex especially). Personally I'm holding up hope for 505 tomorrow. And if that doesn't happen I'll probably just be back with a post trying to understand it. (Honestly there just has to be a normal explanation. As people have been saying here - there's no actual signs of bad blood and also even if there were - they're too professional to just abandon a gig plan over a spat if they were in fact initially planning to do that everyday. So that's not a valid explenation to me. I just think they weren't ever plannning to do it in the first place).

Let us see what tomorrow brings!

[geeseandlimes]

[Honkai: Star Rail] Simulated You

Rating: G Pairing: Caelus/Dan Heng Character(s): Caelus, Dan Heng, March 7th, Herta Warning(s): None Summary:

A bug in the Simulated Universe causes Caelus to leave with a copy of Dan Heng's Imbibitor Lunae form. A very clingy Imbibitor Lunae. The only way to solve the problem is by either letting it run its course or...to fulfill Caelus' desire. Too bad Caelus is pretty sure Dan Heng doesn't like him like that.

“Well,” Herta says with a drawl in her voice that shows more amusement than disinterest, “it’s not like it’s im possible.” 

Her extra emphasis only makes Caelus cringe. If Herta shows amusement then it just means bad things for him on the horizon. All of the newer features that kick his ass in the Simulated Universe are all prefaced by Herta showing some sort of almost genuine excitement. Though he’s not sure if he wants the puppet to dissect what’s going on right now.

“And can it be fixed?” Caelus asks.

Herta waves her hand, flippant. “Yes, yes, it can. It’ll just take some time.” Herta speak for ‘ I’m too amused by this so I’m going to drag it out as long as possible. ’ There’s the slight narrow of her eyes. A sly little smile that makes its way onto her face. “But, would you really want me to fix it?” she asks.

“Yes,” Caelus says, a little desperately. “It scares me.”

“I scare you?” a voice whispers into his ear. Caelus can’t help the red flush that creeps up his neck. He desperately tries to ignore the press of a soft, but firm, chest against his arm and the press of plush lips against the shell of his ear. Caelus especially tries to ignore the curl of a tail around his leg and the gentle embrace he is currently finding himself in. It makes him have thoughts and he can’t have thoughts because���

“Dan Heng doesn’t like me like this and this isn’t real,” Caelus blurts out. 

All while a copy of Dan Heng’s vidyadhara form is clinging to him and nuzzling close as if Caelus is all he wants in the world.

“He’s real !” Herta sounds almost offended. “He’s fresh from the Simulated Universe–although due to a bug in the system–so he’s very much real!”

“He’s data! ” Caelus’ protest falls on deaf ears. Herta waves him off with a flick of her hair.

“But he’s in the here and now, courtesy of my Simulated Universe!” she says. “So you might as well treat him as if he’s real until I figure something out. Give Himeko my regards.” And that’s that. Herta does not give Caelus any room to argue. She cuts the conversation off, goes back to whatever she works on when he isn’t sifting through the Simulated Universe, and ignores him. Just leaves him to his…clingy Vidyadhara fate.

Speaking of Vidyadhara, Caelus is not going to have fun explaining why he’s coming on board with another Dan Heng.

“Caelus?” Simulated Dragon Dan Heng tightens the hold he has on Caelus. “Aren’t we heading back to the others?”

Caelus closes his eyes in defeat. There’s no avoiding this. He can’t just spend an indeterminate amount of time on the space station. Better face the music now. “Yeah, let’s go,” he says, and prays to god that March does not make a fuss.

*****

March makes a fuss.

She’s wide-eyed and flustered, her finger pointing furiously back and forth between Regular Dan Heng and Simulated Dan Heng. Her finger finally lands on Caelus, mouth slack jawed. “ How!? ” March squeaks out. “ How, how, hooooow!???? ” 

Caelus wishes he can answer her with proper words. Maybe something along the lines of the Simulated Universe is just weird, or that there was a little hiccup. Instead, trapped as he is in Simulated Dan Heng’s arms (and tail) he can only awkwardly shrug. “Herta wouldn’t explain it properly,” he adds, as if that will help any. March fumbles for a bit, obviously confused, but it’s Dan Heng that Caelus is worried about. He keeps glimpsing over at the other man trying to gauge his reaction but he sees nothing. He doesn’t even hear Dan Heng say anything.

Simulated Dan Heng nuzzles close, cheek rubbing against Caelus’ own. It’s far too affectionate compared to how Dan Heng usually is. It gives Caelus thoughts again. All the “what ifs” and “could have been” if only–

Simulated Dan Heng presses his lips against Caelus’ cheek.

March shrieks, eyes wide and expression scandalized. Dan Heng looks just as scandalized, if not betrayed. Caelus can only pray for a hole in the ground to open up and swallow him. Maybe eject him out into space where he will then die of suffocation and the stellaron in his body can blow up safely. Anything to save him from whatever is going on right now. 

“What’s wrong, Caelus?” Simulated Dan Heng asks, all coy and sweet. There’s honey dripping from his words. Something that Caelus finds incredibly hilarious considering what a simple question it is. A question that’s followed up by another kiss that lands dangerously close to the corner of Caelus’ mouth.  This is absolutely slipping out of Caelus’ control (not that he had any).  He places his hands on Simulated Dan Heng’s arms, ready to push them off. First thing first, he needs to extract himself from Simulated Dan Heng’s hold. 

As nice as it is to even have Dan Heng (though not the real Dan Heng) pressed up to him, this situation is not meant to happen. Caelus wants things to be normal. Normal conversations, normal interactions–normal, normal, normal. He’ll just keep his feelings for Dan Heng tucked close to his chest. No need to shake the fragile atmosphere on the Express after everything that happened on the Luofu.

“Nothing’s wrong–”

“Everything is wrong.”

Caelus blinks owlishly as he feels a firm grip on his arm. With one harsh tug he finds himself stumbling out of Simulated Dan Heng’s hold and into Dan Heng’s chest. “Everything is absolutely wrong,” Dan Heng repeats. “You need to give him space so he can answer our questions.”

Simulated Dan Heng’s eyes narrow. His arms cross, so reminiscent of regular Dan Heng, and the look on his face is unimpressed. Caelus, still cradled in Dan Heng’s arms, finds himself sweating. He’s not quite sure what’s about to happen now. 

“Then, shouldn’t you let him go, too?” Simulated Dan Heng asks. His tail is flicking behind him in annoyance. “You’re also holding on to him far too tightly.”

Dan Heng lets Caelus go as if he’s been burned.

Caelus stumbles forward, finally allowed to have a little breathing room ever since he left the space station. March is quick to rush up to him, nervously clinging to his sleeve as she stares at the two Dan Hengs staring each other down. “C-Come on you guys, let’s just figure out how to solve this,” March says. 

“Herta is the only one who can help, though,” Caelus tells her. “And you know how Herta treats me.”

“Like a guinea pig, it’s disgusting,” both Dan Heng and Simulated Dan Heng say at the same time. The two glare at each other, but Simulated Dan Heng is the one who does something. He makes his way back to Caelus’ side. He doesn’t hug Caelus like before. He just nestles himself close to Caelus’ side, tail idly coiling around Caelus’ leg.

“I don’t like it at all,” Simulated Dan Heng murmurs. A hand comes up to rest on Caelus’ chest. “She puts you through way too much. You can ask for my help.” That hand trails up Caelus’ throat, delicate fingers coming up to tickle at Caelus’ chin. March is making flustered noises, her grip on Caelus’ sleeve threatening to tear the fabric.

“Stop that,” Dan Heng snaps. 

Simulated Dan Heng scoffs.

“Why? Are you jealous and wish to be where I am instead?” Simulated Dan Heng follows his words up by gently grasping Caelus’ chin. Caelus has to swallow the lump in his throat, eyes widening as his head is turned to look at Simulated Dan Heng. He’s trapped by jade eyes, bright pupils, by his own thoughts of always wanting to kiss Dan Heng. Caelus’ heart is pounding as Simulated Dan Heng leans in. A part of his mind is yelling at him to pull away, but the love-drunk part of him, the one who loves Dan Heng a bit too much, demands he stays still.

“Caelus! Caelus, snap out of it, Dan Heng looks ready to kill!” March’s words fall on deaf ears.

Caelus parts his mouth, body shivering as he feels Simulated Dan Heng’s nose brush against his, their mouths about to connect–

Caelus is drenched in water right at the same time as the door to the lounge car slides open and Himeko comes strolling in with Welt announcing that she was able to get the solution for their problem from Herta. Dan Heng had turned into his Vidyadhara form, having used his cloudhymn magic to interrupt the almost kiss.

“Oh,” Himeko says, eyes wide, “did we perhaps interrupt something?”

*****

Yeah, Caelus definitely wants to die now. Not that he can, considering he is currently sat on Dan Heng’s bed in the archives, with Simulated Dan Heng curled up in his lap and purring .

Purring!

Dan Heng himself is standing by the terminal inputting data to the archive as always. Though, if Caelus squints his eyes a little, he swears he can see that Dan Heng’s movements are stiffer than usual. Angry, Caelus thinks. Dan Heng is angry. Caelus doesn’t blame him for being angry, either. The information that Herta had supplied Himeko with revealed too much information than Caelus was comfortable with. And that information directly involved Dan Heng.

Herta told me that the bug happened due to Caelus’ own desires getting mixed with the system that made Aeons manifest. The Dan Heng that is currently…very affectionate with him is what Caelus wishes to have. It should go away on its own. Or, if you wish to have this entity disappear faster, then simply fulfill those desires.

Caelus groans and closes his eyes. The worst way for Dan Heng to find out that Caelus harbors feelings that go beyond friendship for him. Simulated Dan Heng snuggles closer, as if taunting Caelus. At least the explanation Himeko gave explains the uncharacteristic way Simulated Dan Heng is asking. All of Caelus’ desires, made manifest thanks to a simple bug in the Simulated Universe. Honestly, Caelus should be apologizing to Dan Heng for all of this.

He came on board with a copy of Dan Heng’s Vidyadhara form. Said Vidyadhara form was latched onto Caelus and refused to let go. On top of that, Himeko then dropped the equivalent of a nuke in terms of information by saying that this Vidyadhara form reflected every single desire inside of Caelus. Dan Heng had to find out that Caelus wishes to not only kiss him, but also want him glued to his hip almost twenty-four seven.

Caelus would hate himself, too.

“Hey, Dan Heng–”

“Why aren’t you asking me,” Dan Heng, like he’s been doing since Caelus came back, cuts him off.

Caelus blinks owlishly. “What do you mean?”

“Why aren’t you asking me for help?” Dan Heng repeats. He’s stopped working on the archive, making his way to where Caelus and Simulated Dan Heng are sitting. “We can solve it by fulfilling your desires, right? So why aren’t you asking me?”

“Wha–Dan Heng, you do know what I want considering how this other you is asking, right?” As if to emphasize Caelus’ words, Simulated Dan Heng coils his tail tighter around Caelus’ waist. “I can’t ask that of you. You don’t…you don’t even like me like that.” Admitting it out loud hurts, but it’s the truth. Dan Heng appreciates Caelus as a friend. There’s no romantic attachment. 

Dan Heng’s face looks conflicted, face twisting in rarely seen emotion.

Simulated Dan Heng’s purring stops. His hands cradle Caelus’ face, once again making Caelus look at him. “Look at you,” Simulated Dan Heng says, “so sad. Don’t look like that, you have me.” Simulated Dan Heng leans in for a kiss again, as if to comfort, but Caelus stops it by bringing a hand between them. It’s too much. 

The smile Caelus puts on towards Dan Heng is self-depreciating. “Sorry, this must make you uncomfortable. I know we moved here just because it’s easier to keep an eye on the Simulated Universe version of you, but we can leave.”

Dan Heng doesn’t answer. In lieu of words he sits down next to Caelus. Almost awkwardly, he leans against Caelus to rest his head on Caelus’ shoulder. Simulated Dan Heng watches. Silence stretches between the three, long and awkward. It’s broken by Dan Heng.

“I don’t…I don’t know how to express myself properly,” Dan Heng says. “I’m too used to keeping to myself. That and I didn’t know how you’d react if I told you.” 

“...yeah?” Caelus waits for Dan Heng to continue. Unconsciously, he tightens his grip on Simulated Dan Heng, who also stays quiet while Dan Heng speaks.

“So seeing you come onboard with the other me and seeing him do what I’ve sometimes thought about doing really made me…jealous.” Dan Heng seems to curl in on himself after admitting that. It’s an admission, a confession, that makes Caelus’ heart leap into his throat. He desperately tries to untangle himself from Simulated Dan Heng but only succeeds in draping one arm over Dan Heng. Jealous , Dan Heng is jealous . All because this other him had been clinging to Caelus and kissing him and doing the exact same things that Caelus thinks of whenever he sees Dan Heng.

“So you like me?” Caelus asks. “Like I like you?”

The tinge of red on Dan Heng’s ears tells Caelus everything.

“So I can keep saying that I like you. That I love you and want to kiss you and– mmph! ”

Caelus’ words are cut off by Dan Heng fisting his collar and dragging him in for a kiss. Their teeth bump together awkwardly and it’s more like they’re mashing their mouths together more than kissing. Caelus doesn’t care. He drinks it all in with glee, heart beating hard in his chest.

Dan Heng likes him.

Dan Heng loves him.

“Hey, I want one too,” Simulated Dan Heng says, trying to lean in and steal a kiss of his own. Dan Heng growls, his own tail finally coming out to wrap tightly around Caelus’ arm.

“You can’t have one,” Dan Heng says. “He’s mine.”

“I’m you, so that means he’s mine, too.”

Caelus can only awkwardly laugh as the two bicker, only to pause once he realizes that Simulated Dan Heng is still in his lap and not gone like Herta said he would be once Caelus’ desires were realized. Dan Heng seems to notice this, too.

“Caelus, what was it, exactly, that you wanted to do if he’s still here?” Dan Heng asks.

“Uhm.”

“Caelus?”

The following day, Simulated Dan Heng is gone and Caelus and Dan Heng come into the dining car together for breakfast. March is sitting there, head in her hands, and when they sit down she glares at them.

“Loud,” she hisses, “you’re too loud. Next time you guys decided to have some surprise fun time do it somewhere else.”

Dan Heng awkwardly coughs into his fist while Caelus looks absolutely unashamed. Hard to be embarrassed when he got everything he wanted last night. He casually hooks an arm around Dan Heng, a shit eating grin on his face.

“Couldn’t help it, I was just happy to be with the guy I love.”

Notes: Wooo! Baby's first post on the writing blog lmao. Written for a CaeHeng server's valentine's exchange for my giftee who gave me the fun prompt of Clingy DanHeng and Caelus sandwiched between his normal form and vidyadhara form.

don't question the logic for the Simulated Uni bug it was for plot purposes