#MMMM ANGST AND LORE

[weeping-gospels]

Oh. Right. Because that’s socially acceptable. That’s COMPLETELY normal. COMPLETELY ACCEPTABLE to call the most HIDEOUS looking creature BEAUTIFUL.

There was no possibility that she’d be able to hold back utter RAGE. For a fleeting second, it was as if all of the pent up agony and fury the Dhampir had been keeping locked away dissipated and she could finally feel genuine positivity — only for the internal cauldron to ERUPT like an eon old volcano and singe her entire face for believing such insignificant, unreachable fairytales.

HER? EXPERIENCING TRUE HAPPINESS? JOY? LOVE? INFATUATION? SINLESS YEARNING OF ACCEPTANCE? A JOKE. SUCH A JEST. CREATURES OF THE NIGHT FEAST UPON THE NEGATIVITY OF OTHERS AND THRIVE AMONGST THE TEARS AND BLOOD OF OTHER NEGLIGIBLE WASTES. THERE IS NO TIME TO FAWN OVER PETTY COMPLIMENTS.

Artificial flesh began to stretch and creak, threads of pale skin pulling apart as her body morphed into something far more greater. The illusion the shaman had casted wore off only by the forceful nature of her turmoil alone, pointed ears emerging from a decayed body that had been rotting and rebirthing for far too long. Fangs painfully shot downwards, teeth became jagged and uneven, lips curling into a vampiric snarl. Well kept hair became a mane of crimson, flooding down the baggy shoulders of a skinny creature spawned just to CREATE M I S E R Y AND REIGN WITH C H A O S .

IT’S A LIE. HE’S L Y I N G . HOW CAN WE BE B E A U T I F U L ? DOES HE KNOW OF OUR SLAUGHTERS? HOW MANY WE HAVE SLAIN? COUNTLESS INNOCENT LIVES? SPLITTING THE FACES OF THE PLEADING? PRYING AWAY THE BEATING HEARTS OF THOSE WHO BEGGED MERCY? IS THAT BEAUTY? IS BEAUTY THE THICK BLOOD COOLING OFF OUR FACE? IS BEAUTY THE BLOODSHOT EYES OF A FORMER HEROINE? IS BEAUTY LOOKING YOUR FORMER COMRADES STRAIGHT IN THE EYES AS THEY WEEP AND MOURN OVER THE NAIVE LITTLE GIRL WHO THOUGHT SHE COULD PROTECT EVERYONE?

WE ARE PAIN. WE ARE THE EMBODIMENT OF SUFFERING. THE CATACLYSM OF GUILT AND DESPAIR. WE ARE FUELED BY OUR PAST NIGHTMARES AND USE THE SEPULCHER AS THE DOOR TO RESURRECTION INTO SOMETHING MORE POWERFUL. MORE FEARFUL. WE ARE NO LONGER FEEBLE. WE WILL RAISE THE ARMY OF THE VERMIN AS OUR OWN KIN. THE KINSHIP OF DOMINANCE AND STRENGTH. NO LONGER WILL THEY LOOK OVER OUR GREATNESS AND INTELLIGENCE.

Claws dug into the wallpaper of the Keep she had tended to so attentively, shredding apart the wooden boards and splintering fragile layers of flesh. Her own blood splattered amongst the fixture like dirtied rainwater, the vessel of the Dhampir easily jumping from a feasible 5’7 to a lanky, snake-like 6’8, sharply pivoting and turning as if she bore no bones. As a contortionist would, the berserk anomaly twisted her entire person around to hiss-scream at the cowering skaven in the corner, cackling madly at the potency of the musk of fear.

GOOD. FEAR US. FEAR OUR POWER. FEAR OUR SELF. COWER AND BEG. GET ON YOUR KNEES AND GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON I SHOULDN’T SKEWER YOU ALL LIKE FUCKING FISH JUST TO PROVE A POINT.

Slamming ghostly hands into the floor and creating sunken in holes with such impressive pressure, Bethanne drew near, vessel-burst eyes widening with giddy delirium. The poor skaven squealed in terror and huddled closer against the corner, trembling with bruxing teeth. The beast halted just shy of one’s twitching nose, dark ruby drool salivating from a jaw filled with way too much teeth that could hardly be contained. Instead of pouncing on the frozen prey however, Bethanne only let out a croaked cackle, the saliva coating each shriveled up face. Their trauma was DELICIOUS. A MEAL FIT FOR A QUEEN.

Spindling in the opposite direction, the force of her turn caused an uproar of shattering glass. Shards of the objects punctured her haphazardly and caused the absentminded undead to bleed out farther — though the frenzied madness encouraged her to lap up her own blood, an elongated tongue lolling about gleefully.

IF ONLY THEY COULD SEE US NOW. IF ONLY THE PATHETIC GUARDIAN OF ERATHAL COULD WITNESS OUR MIGHT. IF ONLY THE STUPID ORC OF LEONDARR COULD BEHOLD SUCH GRACE. IF ONLY THE GUARDIANS OF EVERHALLOW COULD EXPERIENCE OUR TRUE SIGHT. I’D HAVE THEM ALL SCREAMING FOR ME TO SPARE THEM. I’D HAVE THOSE WHO CALLED US TOO W E A K AND P O W E R L E S S HUNG BY THEIR ASPHYXIATED NECKS. WE ARE NO LONGER THAT MEWLING BARD. WE HAVE GIVEN UP OUR GOOD MORALS AND MELODIOUS VOICE FOR SHAMANIC PESTILENCE AND WAR. WE ARE AN EXPERIMENT GONE AWRY, TRANSFORMED INTO A HYBRID OF ESSENCE AND DEATH, FORCED TO WALK AMONGST THE MORTAL REALMS. BUT JOYED TO SPREAD OUR GIFT OF ABOMINATION.

The Keep was near destroyed. Hobbling over to the shamrock necklace that had been left miraculously untouched, Betty softly cupped the tiny thing in giant hands, staring down at it. Tears bubbled in her eyes, oozing into soiled palms.

ARE YOU PROUD OF ME, SHAMROCK? ARE YOU PROUD OF ME NOW? ARE YOU? IF YOU COULD SEE ME NOW, WOULD YOU BE PROUD? WOULD YOU BE FRIGHTENED TOO? WOULD YOU MOURN LIKE THEY DID? WOULD YOU STAND WITH OR AGAINST ME? WOULD YOU SOB OVER THE DEMISE OF THE BARD WHO SANG YOU TAVERN SONGS? WOULD YOU GRIEVE THE SHAMAN WHO TAUGHT YOU HOW TO LISTEN TO NATURE? WOULD YOU STILL LAUGH AT MY JESTS? WOULD YOU STILL LOVE ME EVEN IF I WAS DESTINED TO SUFFER FOR ETERNITY AS THIS?

Coiling up in a fetal position, the Dhampir’s body shook with each sob of regret.

I WAS TOO WEAK. YOU HAVE SAVED ME TOO MANY TIMES. YOUR KIND HAS BEEN SLAUGHTERED TOO MANY TIMES. THE CITIZENS OF EVERHALLOW ARE TOO QUICK TO KILL. PEOPLE ARE HORRENDOUSLY JUDGMENTAL. THEY NEVER UNDERSTOOD US. THEY COULD LEARN HOW TO THRIVE ON THE SURFACE TOO IF THEY WERE GIVEN PATIENCE. IF PEOPLE WEREN’T SO QUICK TO JUDGE. YOU LEARNED HOW TO BE CIVIL. HOW TO LIVE. YOU BECAME A SORCERER, A HEALER, A FIGURE OF HIGH POWER. YOU WERE THE MAGE GUILD’S EMPEROR. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO HARNESS MY MAGIC.

IF I WASN’T SO WEAK COULD I HAVE SAVED YOU? WOULD YOU HAVE LIVED? WOULD I STILL HAVE TO SCREAM OVER YOUR DEAD BODY? WOULD I STILL BE PLAGUED WITH GUILT TO THIS DAY? CAN I SAVE THEIR LIVES INSTEAD? CAN I MAKE UP FOR LOST TIME? CAN I SAVE THEM INSTEAD? CAN I SAVE THEM FROM DEATH? I AM POWERFUL ENOUGH NOW, SKRINN. I CAN SAVE THEM. I CAN OPEN A PLACE OF SANCTUARY AND SHELTER THEM FROM THE HORRID THINGS OF THE WORLD. FROM THE MISTREATMENT. THE DENIAL. THE JUDGEMENT. THEY ARE JUST TRYING TO SURVIVE. LIKE HOW I DID ANYTHING TO SURVIVE. PEOPLE ARE CRUEL. HEARTLESS. HUMANS ARE DISGUSTING. ELVES ARE DISGUSTING. DWARVES ARE DISGUSTING. WE’LL SHOW THEM. WE’LL SHOW THEM ALL HOW GREAT WE ARE!

The howls of a mourning beast echoed for no one to hear.

I WILL PROVE TO YOU I CAN SAVE THE DAMNED.

I WILL BE THE KEEPER OF THE DAMNED.

[neoflames]

No I didn’t run off and make a bunch of headcannons after having watched five minutes of Witchcraft SMP what do you mean

ANYWAY:

•Lauren is the only person in her family who wasn’t born a witch, and that’s why she’s so determined to become the Supreme Witch, to prove all their jokes and insults wrong

•WC!Prismarina is related to ES1!Lizzie and is an axolotl hybrid (this is a hill I will die on)

•Scott used to be a nature witch, but then there was a whole accident involving his powers that got someone he cared about a lot (*cough cough* Jimmy) killed, so he became a necromantic witch to try and bring them back

•Before he died, Jimmy was a Sun Witch- he could control sunlight and make plants grow faster as well as lighting places up, but his powers only worked during the day

•Cleo constantly gets herself stuck in ten second time loops and it takes her a couple of hours to break out of them

•I think at some point, because Lauren befriended Joey and Pris, who hate each other now in lore I think, Lauren’s gonna be forced to choose between Joey and Pris

•Scott doesn’t like any nature witches, which unfortunately includes Tiffany

Anyway lore go brrrr make of these headcannons what you will

[avielex]

Your hurting will heal. Your waiting will end. Your life will come again. Laugh your heart out and be free.

caption: excerpt from a short fic about jordan using a boggart to talk to their young self. (yes you read right, the boggart turns into their young self.)

[thestarminstrel]

Be with me, just for a little bit / Stay with me, just for the hell of it (x)

[totaleclipse573]

Currently thinking about Doleon's hidden claustrophobia and why he even has it

I've mentioned it briefly once before, but for recap, it happened while he, and Kieran, who had reluctantly agreed to help Doleon with his "harmless idea" and only became more wary of it as it went on, were Shard stealing from the other guardians. Of course, if their own brothers couldn't be there at every second of the day to watch over their Shards, there had to be other, more "natural" ways to keep them and their power protected. (Did the Supreme do this? Did the Supreme PLAN for any of this? Who knows...)

So they have a few Shards collected (there WERE ways to get them and stay unnoticed by their guardians, though immensely difficult,) and are now going for Orpheus' Shard. His ability is super strength, so what's the more "natural" way of protecting his shard when its not where its supposed to be?

Lol, the ENTIRE ruin-like area starts to close in on itself! Be quick, or...you can figure out the rest.

(Also, would like to mention, they aren't just carrying the Shards around the entire time. They put them in a place only they know about to keep them secure.)

So that starts to happen. Naturally, both Doleon and Kieran are panicking. Kieran's the smarter one, Doleon knows that, so he wants him to try and find some way out of the ruins so he can stop this, and they can escape with the Shard (not because he wants to keep his younger brother safe...? As he usually would...? Hmmmmm...ODD.) So Kieran gets out somehow (this is an in-the-moment idea I just had...maybe he escaped by going upwards? He has a better grip than Doleon when it comes to climbing and stuff,) and IMMEDIATELY works on trying to stop this. That's his BROTHER in there.

Doleon tries to stop it from the inside, too. But he's not as strong as his older brothers. Or as fast. Or as smart. Or as powerful...

All he has is his stupid electric energy thing.

Meanwhile Kieran doesn't even KNOW if he has an actual power...anything he's done so far has been so random and strange he doesn't even know what to do with it!

But its still closing in.

Kieran is panicking, but Doleon? He's terrified.

He's not going to survive this.

It isn't until things start getting REALLY painful that Doleon is actually able to do something, though. NOW he's starting to feel a little power coming back to him, that power he craved so much ever since he messed with his own Shard the first time. But what he did was somehow both involuntary and unnoticed by himself once everything just barely stopped before he could be crushed. Either way, the ruins were DESTROYED now. Reduced to mere rubble on the ground. Kieran, of course, ran over to him, relieved. But he had to ask...what was that?

Doleon could ask him the same thing.

[townslore]

speaking of tangled..... i think im gonna rewatch it and make some art of my shuake tangled au i think abt it so often but i never make any art (╥﹏╥)

[valleynix]

How was tptm supposed to end in the beginning?

>:3

the premise was meant to stay the same: Reader realizes they’ve been trapped in their head, reliving their memories all this time, and yet, when they “wake up”, all the Dimitrescus were meant to die, Alcina included. and it was supposed to end there as the cycle continues and Reader blacks out, and it’s implied they just went back to their first memory and started again

there was no Lunatic; Reader was a weird, grotesque, bird-like beast that had their humanity and conscious stripped away until they were nothing more than a feral creature that killed anything in its way

(thinking something like a mix between Miranda’s mutation and the one we see in TPtM)

the most important thing was that there was no happy ending originally :) Reader would “wake up”, see what they’ve become, realize what they did, try to find Miranda, and black out and start again

TPtM had a guaranteed happy ending, though, but this most likely has happened in another reality somewhere teehee

[yamujiburo]

I'm not sure it's ok to ask these questions because they are not directly related to Hanamusa, so I apologise if it's too random, please feel free to ignore it, but as someone who absolutely fell hard with Andeshipping mainly thanks to your amazing art and headcanons, I wonder in regards to possibility of Miyamoto being alive and reuniting with Jessie, what is the status of Andeshipping in Hanamusa AU? Is Madame Boss dead or just retired? What is the lore of Miyamoto's return - why did it took her so long to come back from her mission? Where was she all that time? Did Madame Boss knew of Miyamoto's whereabouts at all? Did she blame herself for sending Miyamoto to such dangerous mission?

Always okay! I take any asks always~

Since Madame Boss and Miyamoto's story is so far in the past, it's usually consistent in all my AUs! Madame Boss is not alive, as implied in The Birth of Mewtwo, by the time the first movie happens.

The Birth of Mewtwo also implies that Miyamoto is alive and STILL searching for Mew well into Jessie's adulthood. Miyamoto throughout the drama uses Jessie's age to keep track of time and in Japanese, she uses a very specific term that leads me to believe Jessie is around 25. I think it's the last check in with her, so she truly was just running around the mountains for 20 years until present day. In my head, she FINALLY finds Mew again but finds her attempts to catch Mew are futile and comes to the brutal conclusion that she'll never catch Mew and has left her daughter for YEARS for no reason. So she spends all her time searching for Jessie again.

Miyamoto was MIA for so long that I think Madame Boss just assumed she'd died. After Giovanni took over, I imagine his team went out and found the tapes and recordings that Miyamoto had left, but Madame Boss never got to hear them or see them.

And this deviates from the drama a bit but I hc that Giovanni told the story a little differently or didn't know the whole truth. We never hear Madame Boss tell Miyamoto to go find Mew, Miyamoto puts it upon herself to do so. I imagine, Madame Boss tries to get her to stay

[celestiamour]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ one loss after another ]❜

ft. peter pevensie x gn! reader — prince caspian, the chronicles of narnia

╰₊✧ peter realizing that his lover didn’t get past the gates┊1.1k words

contains: angst!! prince caspian spoilers, guilt, descriptions of battles, mentions of death & murder, open ending, maybe ooc/lore inaccurate

➤ author's note: mmmm, narnia brainrot…

all around him was the state of his troops being massacred, the same troops who swore to follow him to the very end and were now paying the price of his foolishness with their lives. they were heavily outnumbered and deep in enemy territory while more and more telmarines joined the battle from seemingly nowhere. the call to retreat has been made several times, but some narnians were dealing with as many as three soldiers at once and the wave of archers from above raining arrows on them all certainly wasn’t helping. they were being held back, and as much as peter wanted to stay and help as many escape as possible, there were too many and the brave minotaur giving his life to hold the gate open wasn’t going to be standing forever.

he could feel his heart beating up to his ears and the wind rushing past him as he rode his horse past the archway with several others, but it wasn’t loud enough for him to ignore the battle cries and the howls of pain of those who didn’t make it behind him slowly becoming distant. as soon as he managed to flee, the minotaur collapsed on the spot and the heavy iron gate crashed atop his body. there were so many who were still trapped, trying to climb the metal bars in a futile attempt while getting stabbed in the back while some others decided to kill as many of the enemy forces as possible until their dying breath. whatever they were doing, they were all yelling at their noble king to turn back around and get away before miraz could chase after him.

it was difficult to listen to them and tear his eyes away from the entrance of the castle, but it even more difficult to resist the urge to cry as he got to a safer distance. he failed them, he failed them all. he didn’t dare to look at the survivors, keeping his head down in shame and disbelief. he was supposed to be a king, the fabled magnificent high king of old who once saved the land from the white witch, but it was time for him to look the truth in the face and admit that he was still the troublesome schoolboy from finchley who wasn’t fit to rule anymore, much less mythical beings who were threatened to being driven to extinction.

when he finally lifted his head to address the remaining few, he felt his heart now drop. “w-where is…?!” panic was setting in as his world started spinning. lucy was back at base, susan was right in front of him, edmund just flew in with the help of a griffin, but you weren’t anywhere to be found. he thought he was going to be sick, tightening his hands on the reins and ready to go speeding back, “they must still be in there…! i-i need to go back!”

“you can’t!” susan exclaimed, the centaur whose back she hopped earlier on was now blocking his way.

“i have to! they’ll die in there!” despite being one of the most proficient with swords (even more so than him) and one of the best fighters at his disposal, he never wanted you to endanger yourself in battle and now regrets not trying harder to convince you not to join them.

“peter, you need to stop and think! you don’t have any way to get back in there— even sneaking in wouldn’t work now that they are high-alert! you’ll just get yourself killed while we need you to lead us. besides, you know that if anyone can make it out alive, it’s them, and if they can’t, then you need to stay alive to avenge them!”

she was right, and he knew that he should be listening to her since he still has the narnians and his younger siblings to protect, but his mind was mind was racing even faster than his heart was earlier. he doesn’t know how he’ll handle the grief if you don’t make it, not after the massive scare of assuming you were already gone while he was away from narnia just to find you frozen in time thanks to aslan’s magic. ever since then, he’s kept you as close to him as he could, but now he’s afraid that fate is continuously trying to rip you away from him.

he took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts and swallowing his fear to put on a brave facade in an effort to lift the sprits of his troops, telling everyone to head back to aslan’s how before they will figure out how to recover and their next plan of action. he didn’t follow them immediately, not wanting to see the likely spiteful look in their eyes and hear the possible gossip about how incompetent he is, and instead looked back at the telmarine castle. it was much quieter now and darker with the looming knowledge of death indirectly by his hand, but the faint sound of metal clashing against metal was enough to give him a glimmer of hope you were still alive.

and alive you were, swinging your sword like the battle just started! they just couldn’t seem to pin you down, tripping over each other as they tried to swarm you and arrows hitting their own men instead of you. there might have been even more deaths by friendly fire then there was from you, but you were only here to raise hell for them to avenge your fallen friends. if you were going to die behind these walls, then you were going to take down as many of them as possible down with you! you didn’t really know if there were other narnians still alive or if it was only you, but it didn’t matter right now when you were putting all of your strength to defending yourself.

the general leaned over to catch the attention of his king that was focused on you, “that one might single-handedly wipe out everyone in the palace if we don’t intervene right now…”

miraz couldn’t help but smirk, what was a warrior like you doing serving the boy king of a lost cause? you would be much better suited in his own army, maybe as a captain or as a lieutenant. “indeed… capture them and bring them to me after a night in the dungeon, perhaps they would make a good ally with a bit of convincing…” too bad for him, your loyalties are to the high king peter pevensie the magnificent and none other. that single night that he foolishly allows you to spend in his prison will be more than enough time to break out and make your way back to camp.

[nudgeling]

I've had a resurgence of listening to First Aid Kit recently so I decided to pair up a bunch of their songs and lyrics to traffic characters and ships. I'm surprised they’re not more popular in fandom spaces since they’re pretty similar genre-wise to both Crane Wives and the Oh Hellos, so consider this is my community pitch (+ commentary cuz i wanna)

Fleeting one - BigB

"My love is a fleeting one / My man could be anyone / And our love is a setting sun / My life is fleeting one / My work is just a web I've spun / Oh, my life is a setting sun / Baffled by the lives we were lent / We met the end too soon / I was honest when I told you / We're as cryptic as the moon"

BigB has a bit of a history with wavy loyalties. The secret soulmates with Grian, betraying Cleo, and most recently tricking Skizz (I know that was resolved but a pattern is a pattern my man). And well, not that I have any clue what the man's up with all the cryptic gaslighting but I feel like that applies as well.

The lyrics outside the chorus seem to be about a couple falling out of love, but I like to apply it to him and Cleo, which still fits fairly well. Angst galore ofc.

Wolf - Pearl

"When I run through the deep dark forest long after this begun / Where the sun would set, the trees were dead, and the rivers were none / And I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place / But there was no sound there was only me and my disgrace"

Scratch this being the most Pearl-like FAK song, this is the most Pearl song ever. It's basically what started this whole project. All the lyrics and all the vibes just screams DL Pearl. The song is also a bop, one of my personal favs, if I were to recommend just one of these to listen to then this is a strong contender.

Josefin - Martyn

"You go home with feet bare in the snow / You raise up your head to the dead / You seek of such magical things / And nobody knows where you've been"

This smells of watcher lore guys. Don’t have much more commentary than that, it’s just watcher lore straight up.

King of the World - Lizzie

"I keep running around / Trying to find the ground / But my head is in the stars / And my feet are in the sky / Well I'm nobody's baby / I'm everybody's girl / I'm the queen of nothing / I'm the king of the world"

The lyrics is giving Last Life Lizzie, but it’s also one of the more whimsical-sounding songs on the list which feels very Lizzie in general.

I'll admit the rest of the lyrics isn’t particularly easy to tie into the life series since there’s a bunch of specific modern references like going to the airport and traveling through states, but I love the song way too much not to include it. Might be the personal favourite.

Rebel heart - Desert duo

"You told me once I have a rebel heart / I don't know if that's true / But I believe you saw something in me that lives inside you too / Now I all I hear is the wind / There’s a storm coming through / Did I misplace or forsake my love now that I gave it to you?"

Picking just one lyric section from this song was difficult. Every single word, top to bottom, fits Scarian like a glove. It also slams in a "But I know you truly saw me / Even if just for a while" which just MMMM. Makes me wanna bite someone.

I Found a Way - Treebark

"We play the game with skillful hands / And so I asked for your demands / "Give me your love, give me your gun" / And you traced us back to where we begun"

Tbh this song could apply to a lot of traffic dynamics but it had a lot of loyalty themes which is why I put it at Treebark specifically. That being said: man. It works so well. Specifically Martyn POV. The gun in the lyric above would ofc be the beheading, plus the song later mentions the protagonist having a lot of guilt and being prone to running. It's got C!Martyn all over it.

My Silver Lining - Skizz

"I try not to hold on to what is gone / I try to do right what is wrong / I try to keep on keeping on / Yeah I just keep on keeping on / I hear a voice calling / Calling out for me / These shackles I've made in an attempt to be free / Be it for reason, be it for love / I won't take the easy road"

This is another one where it just is Skizz. He’s probably been the most consistantly loyal and good-natured person in the series, doing anything and everything for his team. I feel this especially with how he was in Limited Life, being determined to spread some light into the world despite the game they found themselves in. When making this list I found that most of these songs could fit multiple dynamics/characters, but this is his song, full stop.

Stay Gold - Flower Husbands

"The sun shone high those few summer days / Left us in a soft, wide-eyed haze / It shone like gold / It shone like gold / But just as the moon, it shall stray / So dawn goes down today / No gold can stay / No gold can stay"

👏ANGST👏GALORE

Another one where I just want to quote the whole song. The song is all about grieving time periods and memories you can’t get back, to which I'm thinking late-game 3rd life, post-3rd life divorce or s1 empires characters having weird nostalgia. I go feral for all of it.

Bonus empires:

Heavy storm - Sausage

"I saw, I saw, I saw, I saw an old photograph / And the picture that appeared / Well, it took me back to the times / When she was around / She used to play that old mandolin / And the moon and the sea invited her in / I wish that I had told her by then / What she knew deep down / That she only wished that time would come back"

S1 Sausage angst my beloved. Or s2, could work either way, but I'm partial to s1. "She" could be either Pearl or Gem, however there is a "he" in the first chorus which is very much Fhwip. Like Stay Gold it’s all about grieving old times, so I like to imagine a post S1 Sausage grieving his old family :D

[canceriogen]

delirium angst

mmmm tatsy angst

i had quetioning this for a long time, how people ever get popular? like... half of the tbou community got popular right in the beginning. because of skill, lore, etc.

i didn't succesed. i didn't even sparkled. my firs post here got some likes, but the average almount of likes in my post are 0 or 1.

i think i just got unlucky.

pls like this post

i really dont know what to do with my art

i might make a document of some stuff of au, i swear, it will be good! just, dont scroll

...

please.

[faye-writes-stuff]

Bench trio with big sister reader

(Don’t question the ferret)

EEEEEEEEEE LYSSSSS YOUR 19!!! YOU CAN DO ILLEGAL SHIT! In the uk

WOOOOHHHHOOOOO

Okok, I know you really like Wilbur, but I’m rewriting this and don’t have the right motivation to write for him :(

BUT I am doing a little bench trio thing!! :] I hope you enjoy!

Character: bench trio

Requested: no

TOF: oneshot/drabble

P!cc!bench trio x reader

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Tommy-

The literal embodiment of chaos

He’s the annoying little brother who asks you to take him places

Doesn’t matter what your doing, you could be streaming and he would be like

“Y/n, Y/n, Y/n, Y/N!”

“What do you want Tommy?”

“Will you take me to Mcdonald’s?”

And you’d be like

“Bruh”

If you said no he would babyrage

He calls you big f/l, or small f/l depending on your hight 😌

When you make fun of him for being a child, he would make fun of you for being old

Normally he would be an ass to you, but when he is soft, you embrace it

He gives good hugs, prove me wrong

When he turned 18, he made you do a drinking stream with him

Absolute chaos, but you would do your best to stop him

You ended up throwing uncle Nasty, he was pissed off, but he pissed you off first, so it’s ok

He would probably be really sweet off stream, but if you ever brought it up on stream all hell would break loose

Would deffo send you ‘good morning!’ Or ‘come join the call and hang out!’ Messages if your having a bad day

Kinda like he does with Wilbur

Would lightheartedly make fun of you, and if he ever took a joke to far he would immediately appologize

You would be known as siblings duo and I take no criticism 😌

Tubbo

He’s the cool little brother

The one you would hang out with the most

He can’t drive, so your obligated to drive him places

It’s cool tho, he pays for food

You guys will go on little road trips for the weekend (in this hc you live in the UK)

I feel like you guys would go to the mall together and pick out matching outfits

He seems like a matching sweater kinda guy

bee buddies

Bee Buddies

BEE BUDDIES

Whenever you guys would stream together, it would be chaos

Not like Tommy’s though, he would be like

“That’s a bad decision, let’s do it!”

“Yeahhh!!!! Let’s do it!”

Or like

“mmmm, maybe don’t, TOS yk?”

You would have a Minecraft server devoted to critters

Bees, cows, axolotls, you name it, they have it

Meetups are pretty frequent

Not even for content the majority of the time

Just two bros hanging out

You guys would watch bad romance movies together and laugh at them

He’s great at comforting you when you’ve had a bad day<3

You guys are called Critterduo/beekeeperduo

Ranboo

The favorite little brother

You guys would just hang out and talk about anything

Late night streams with him would hit different

The fandom would cry whenever you do lore together

So, so much angst

You enjoy their pain 😌

You two would have a lot of irl streams, and would feed of eachothers energy

One of your favorite bits is making certain voices at the other

Other people would get so confused at it

Like, they would join a vc and would hear you making fun of your character

“Man, I really hope I don’t forget!” (In sonic voice)

“Oh, I’ll help you remember, it’s all gonna be ok, I totally won’t die!”

You guys would be anxiety buddies

Whenever he would be out in public with you (or just walking around in general), you would hold onto his sleeve

Would have matching rings

He would get you fidget toys to help you focus

Matching rings 100%

You buy eachother stim toys :]

Would be called Loreduo 100%

Bench trio

YLYL streams, at least once a month

You would attempt to control the chaos, key word, attempt

You’d be a mod in each of their chats

Same with them for you

There would be a little competition to see how many weirdos they can ban

And would pop in to say hi whenever you could

Meetups would break twitter

Napping cuddle pile

Hang outs without vlogging or streaming are the best ones

Would deffo become cannon on the dsmp that you were a safe space for all people who need help

Would bully authority figures together /hj

All of your friends fear when you meet up together

Fans get so exited when they get 4/4 content

You, Ranboo, and Tubbo are called the paintrio, because lore

You, Tubbo and Tommy are called littlesiblingstrio

You, Tommy and Ranboo are called talltrio, bcuz in this you are tall 😌

You guys would be called chaos quartet

And I stand by that

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A/n: Happy birthday Lyss!

My requests are open atm so don’t be afraid to send a request of chat!

[ask-doppelganger-killer]

Sorry to ask (OOC: more of to Killerganger rather than the creator though BECAUSE LORE!!) but what do you mean you don’t have something you should, Kills?

K:I mean i don't have my own personality.

K: At my core i am just nothing. no soul. not even my own consciousness.

K: Everything about "me" comes from the real Killer.

K: I'm just a life source without the consciousness or body of my own. and existing as nothing is just painful.. that's why we steal lives in the first place.

K: although without any real consciousness of my own i couldn't exactly choose not to steal the real Killers life. I just... did.

(mmmm angst)

[atherix]

oh my.. the new chapter sure was a rollercoaster and i am about to make zero sense because my brain is in absolute shambles

at first i was like ok sweet more dream lore but then I was like PEARL PEARL PEARL YES WE LEARN MORE

but then you IMMEDIATELY drop the sepia thing and the STORM AND THE DOORS AND “a dream is never just a dream for us” IM—

and you flipped it so fast with the eye color change and the pain and double life pearl angst is really comin through so strong

so at this point all I can think is grian pls dont die pls you gotta go to scar and then the poor bird has been wrecked emotionally once more and I am left with a distant melancholy vibe that is only temporarily relieved by sweet scar and his half aware attempt at comfort (my poor heart can’t take it)

how you manage to pack so much emotion into one chapter like this i will never understand but just know i am still 100% fully invested in this story

Understamdable <3

HEHEHEHE I love the dream lore in this fic mmmm. BUT ALSO PEARL YES <3 Pearl lore <3 It hurts <3

Hehehehehe there was so much going on yes :) And I love ominous warnings mm

DOUBLE LIFE PEARL YESSSSS god I love her so much, Pearl my beloved. I really leaned into Double Life Pearl's loneliness and abandonment issues mmmm <3

Hehehe gods yeah the emotional wreckage <3 poor Grian. I am putting him through it <3 Scar is such a sweetheart, he loves his Birdie so much, pain and delirium be damned <3 he gonna try to comfort Grian even if he's just about dying hhjkgkfdk

I very much enjoy destroying people emotionally so I am glad to see it landed right <3 Thank you for reading!! <3

[amourcheol]

Ang I fear you won’t forgive me once I send you the tingz I wrote about king!seokmin 😔 it’s guaranteed deep soul crushing angst before we get a good ending.

Like I should write the cute fluffy parts first but the vision of Seokmin yearning for what once was his— mmmm, brain went brr! I’ll share when I have it all written 😂 the unfortunate power of having good ideas but not knowing how to write it

ALSO YEAH OUR LETTERS DRIFTING ACROSS THE SEA :(( when you’re doing research on the other side too 😔 Cheol and I shall wait patiently while I finish up comms. I have to smooch your brain with the Cheol paintings still

HNNNG BAE DUKE!SHUA IS GONNA LODGE HIMSELF SO DEEP IN MY BRAIN but I need more ideas for him 😔 CEO Fiance!Shua on the other hand 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 I have a timeline for his love story now

//amg yes 🥺 hahaha rip sending my thoughts to your dms bc I’d be so noisy

— chia 🐏✨

can u pls let seokmin rest for a MOMENT … like what did he do to YOU …

pls share ASAP i am very invested in the fantasy lore !! 🤲🏼🤲🏼

NO SERIOUSLY 💔💔 research placement is taking me AWAYYYY from writing extensively but we bitches gotta earn our bread 😞💔 missing the days when my only worries in the world was missing zens call on mystic messenger

the fiancé! shua fic is Gonna slap already I KNOW IT ‼️‼️

[angelheartgamer]

Working on editing the first chapter for the next part of the dp x p5r series WILL kill me, but it's ok, because I get to write Akechi angst now, and I'm having so much fun. He's just a lil guy, and when I implement my "how many siblings does Akechi actually have" plot, it will be SO GREAT, and also further filled with one-sided angst. Mmmm, I love having my own lore concepts to sprinkle in. Anyways, the next part will be 3(hopefully) chapters, and the first one is already just under 4k? Yeah, that's good for me😤😤😤, I kinda want to hit that 4k tho, yk, for even number.