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[mummgraenjoyer]

i miss roar dearly

[thingsmysplattershotjrtoldme]

So mom is obsessed with Suika Game and when I turned on my switch so she could play it she noticed my Amiibo box was open and started rummaging around. She claimed most were "the funkiest looking things" she had ever seen, then picked up the Hiro one and said "He's the most normal looking one of the bunch!"

I'm sure Coroika fans would have several things to say about that 🤣

Also she picked up Marina and said she looked nice too😊

[mxr1na]

‎‧₊˚✧[Yummy 🤤🤤 Satoru Gojo x reader]✧˚₊‧

A/N: Chat I’m ovulating rn so like I eat weird axx shit when I am. This was supposed to be a smau of multiple JJK men but my phone got taken away for no reason and I’m using my school Ipad to write this just for Gojo soooooo.. yeah. Keep tuned for the smau ver!

ˏˋ°•⁀➷˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥·:¨༺ ♱✮�� ༻¨:·˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ˏˋ°•⁀➷

“Honey! I’m hooome!” Your boyfriend greets you in the kitchen, looking like a complete gremlin after being bedridden on your phone until 5 in the evening. You stand short beside the airfryer, waiting impatiently for whatever concoction in there to finish being prepared. “Watcha doing?” Satoru hugs you from the back, nipping the nape of your neck. Even though this man loves like a dog and gets whiny when you’re irresponsive, at times like this, he keeps his shit together for your sake. “How’re your cramps? Do you wanna order anything? Pizza maybe?” “I’m already making pizza,” This particular period is taking the kick out of you (mentally and physically) so being deadpan is a delightful side effect. “Pizza? In an air fryer?” He raises an eyebrow and then grimaces when you open it. Lo and behold was a slice of bread with ketchup and a sprinkle of cheese on it. By definition (well, yours anyway) it is a pizza. Carbs on the bottom, with a tomato sauce and cheese on top. In his stewing disgust, he looks at you with slight curiosity as you snarf it down like a starving child, satisfied with your “meal”. He blinks at you 3 times comically. You stare back an event scarier than any special grade curse could be in his eyes. “You gonna say anything?” The silence was loud. Satoru Gojo is anything but a fool. He shakes his head, still hypnotised by what the actual fuck he just witnessed.

“Thought so,”

And you sludge back to whatever place you’re hole-ing up in, clutching your abdomen, leaving your boyfriend in the dust dumbfounded.

He loved you so fucking much. ˏˋ°•⁀➷˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ˏˋ°•⁀➷

A/N: Chat should I make this a series of funny moments between y/n and Gojo? Idk it helps my brain juices flowing ig.

Mxr1na 2024. Do NOT copy, rewrite or claim work as your own. If you see my work elsewhere, please send an ask :3

[sunsetsandsunshine]

HIII!! I saw that requests are open soo i wanna make one LMAO

Could i request a lee!Lloyd and ler!Kai fic from lego ninjago? I think that Lloyd seeing Kai as his older brother is absolutely adorable and i need some content with them. No pressure tho! Please and ty!<3

~ 𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚢-𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚢, 𝚎𝚐𝚐�� 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚢 (𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊…) ~

❤️💚 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 ❤️💚

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙴𝙴𝙴𝙴𝙴 𝙷𝙸 𝙽𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 💓💗💕💝!!! 𝚂𝙾 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙹𝙰𝙶𝙾 𝙵𝙸𝙲 👏🏾🥳🎉‼️ 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑…𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎��𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜, 𝚠𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 🥲👍🏾. 𝙺𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙾!!! 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙽𝚈𝙰 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙶𝙱 𝚂𝙸𝙱𝚂⁉️⁉️⁉️ 𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙼𝙰𝙽— 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚙 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠…˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟹,𝟷𝟷𝟿

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚍 🐉💚

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙺𝚊𝚒 🔥❤️

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝— 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙺𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍…𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚌 🫶🏾! 

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙹𝙰𝙶𝙾 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝟻‼️‼️‼️

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚙𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚌 𝚠𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙳, 𝙼𝙰𝙽:

@skyloladoodles @ziipzeepzop-eez @sunny-117

@saturnzskyzz @an0ma1y-th3d0ma1y @luigiisawesome

@what-youd-expect @berrymilkwithsugar

＊*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙹𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚞𝚙, 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 🥸🫶🏾˚*•✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Has anyone seen Lloyd come out of his room yet?” Kai asked as he finished styling his hair, walking into the kitchen where his siblings were eating breakfast. 

Call him a drama queen all you want, but he literally could not do a single thing unless his hair was completely styled for the morning.  

Which really just consisted of him putting ungodly amounts of hair gel on it to make it look spiky but shh…you didn’t hear that from me. 

“Nope.” Jay replied nonchalantly as he stuffed his face with the pancakes Zane happily cooked. Cole gagged internally at his brother’s absolutely grotesque way of eating, rolling his eyes and turning his attention to the real and ideal breakfast meal…

…Chocolate cake.

The Earth ninja snarfed down the delectable 'dessert' (you can eat cake anytime and anywhere— so is it really a dessert?) down his throat, making sure to leave no crumb left on the plate. 

Kai shivered at the two ninja’s…unique way of eating, sitting down next to Nya as he rested his cheek on his palm. “It’s…like, eight in the morning. Lloyd would usually be up by now...”

“It is currently nine in the morning.” Zane calmly corrected.

“My point still stands nonetheless!” The hothead shouted. 

“Maybe he just wants to sleep in.” The Lightning ninja suggested with a full mouth, “Remember how late we used to sleep in when we just started training to become ninja(s)?”

Nya huffed out a laugh, sipping her tea quietly, “Me and Master Wu would have to pour water on all of you guys just to wake you up…”

“Good times...” The freckled face teen remarked as he chugged his orange juice. The fire ninja cringed at the action, looking at his slightly older brother in complete disgust, “You are going to actually chokeif you keep eating and drinking like that...” The red cladded ninja commented. 

Jay rolled his eyes at the other’s remark, “Oh pleeease. The universe loves me way too much for that.”

“What universe are you referring to? Because it definitely isn’t this one.” The Water ninja giggled.

“Yeah…that sounded waaaaaay better in my head...” The Lightning ninja giggled back.

Cole and Kai shared an amused knowing glance at each other as they saw the two blue cladded ninja’s laughing with each other. The Ice ninja finished making the remainder of the pancakes, putting them onto a plate and putting said plate in the middle of the table.

“If you’re concerned about Lloyd’s irregular time in bed, perhaps you should maybe check up on him?” Zane suggested as he sat down at the table, giving the red themed ninja a soft smile. 

“Yeah…you’re right, man. I’ll be right back.” The spiky brown haired teen said as he got up from the table, shaking his head fondly as he heard a random fight between Cole and Jay start to break out. 

Now…you’re probably wondering why Kai is so worried in the first place since he isn’t known to be a huge worrywart. If he was being completely honest, that was usually Zane and Cole’s job. But you did not hear that from him. 

If there was anything Kai was best known for, it was probably being awesome, hot, brave…aaaand we’re getting off track here. But you see his point. 

It’s been a couple months since the whole…possession thing. And let’s just say the awesome, hot, and brave Kai everyone once knew and loved was on edge. 

If he could bring Morro back to life, kill him, bring him back to life and kill him again about a million times…he would definitely do so in a heartbeat. 

And in all honesty? During the months of recovery…it was honestly heartbreaking to let what happened settle in fully. Some parts of Kai still didn’t want to believe the events that had happened within the past few months had…well, happened. 

His little brother was possessed, forced to fight his family and friends, forced to fight the fucking fucker that possessed him and many more things Kai doesn’t even want to think about right now.

So…yeah. The red themed ninja was rightfully worried for his little brother. 

The amber eyed teen ran an anxious hand through his hair, exhaling loudly as he knocked on the closed door belonging to bedroom him and his sibling’s shared. 

No answer.

The red cladded teen knocked a tad bit louder the second time around but there was still no answer heard from the other side. The brown haired ninja opened the door slightly, peeking and looking around to find his little brother…fast asleep on his bed.

Kai snorted at the sight, his worry washing away as he sat on the edge of the youngest ninja’s bed, ruffling his hair ever so slightly, “Lloyd~! Wakey wakey, little bro!”

The blonde slowly turned his head to his big brother, his face morphing to any icy glare as the brunette tried to stifle a giggle at the sight. “Why do I have to see your face this early in the morning…?” Lloyd grumbled.

“Hey!” The amber eyed ninja squawked, “I’ll have you know seeing this bag of handsomeness any day is a blessing. You should feel lucky you get to see this beauty constantly.” 

“Ughhhh…why couldn’t you have come with Nya or something? That would’ve at least evened out the ugliness.” The youngest said, his small tired smile widening as he saw his brother’s clearly offended expression.  

“Okay…wow. My bad for coming in to check up on you.” The brunette exclaimed as he rested the back of his head on the Green ninja’s back. The hazel eyed teen groaned at the action, sinking deeper into his pillow.

“Dude, come onnnnn. Get out of bed, it’s time to start the day.“ The eldest said. 

“But it’s so earlyyyyyy…” The younger whined, sinking deeper into the blankets and stuffed animals he had on his bed. 

Kai raised a brow, “It’s nine in the morning.”

“Yeah! That’s early. Now let me get my oh-so precious beauty sleep. I need to recover from seeing your hideousness.” The blonde said sassily as he started to drift back to sleep.

Kai quickly shook his brother awake, not letting the kid in green pajamas visit the land of dreams quite yet. “Lloydie…I have no problem with you sleeping in, but at least get some breakfast in your system first.”

“Fuck breakfast.” The Green ninja murmured. 

The Fire ninja audibly gasped at the curse, trying his absolute best to not cry from proudness. 

That little green ball of snot was starting to act like him more and more everyday! 

…And Kai doesn’t know whether he should be happy about that or concerned for the near future.

“Wha— young man! We do not use such vulgar language in this household!” The hothead scolded, (even though he was very much proud).

“Who taught you to speak like that anyway?!” The elder huffed.

“Uh…you?” The youngest said blatantly.

“…I did?”

“Uh…yeah?”

The brunette rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, “Oh, whatever. Just don’t repeat those kinds of words in front of your Uncle, got it?”

“Mhm.” The younger said uninterested.

“But anyways…I want you to get up and eat. Come on. Up and at 'em.” The spiky haired teen said as he tried to lift the other up from the bed, but the younger stayed exactly where he was.

Kai groaned, getting up from the bed as he glared at his brother, “You can be really fucking stubborn when you want to be, y'know that?” 

“I get it from you.” Lloyd deadpanned as he closed his eyes to go back to sleep.

“That’s why it’s so annoying.” The spiky haired teen huffed, his eyes slightly widening as an idea popped into his head.

A very mean idea but an idea nonetheless. 

“Lloydie-loo~!!” The elder sang in a sweet-song voice…a voice the youngest knew far too well. The Green ninja opened his eyes once more, looking at the other skeptically. “What is it now?” The blondie asked. 

“If you don’t get up…I think a certain someone is gonna come and get you~!” The brunette grinned, “Do you know who that special certain someone is~?” 

The hazel eyed teen sighed at the question, personally not in the mood for guessing games but doing it for the sake of entertaining his older brother, “Uh…pfft— I dunno…? Zane maybe?”

“As much as I’d love to see Zane ramble about how having breakfast is a very vital start to your day…that’s not who I’m talking about.” The amber eyed teen snickered. 

“Master Wu?” Lloyd tried again.

“Nope!” The spiky haired ninja grinned, adding extra flair to the simple word by adding a pop sound to the 'p' at the end. 

“Alright…I’m at a loss. Who is coming to quote on quote 'get me?'” The blonde teenager asked, doing quotation marks with his fingers. The red themed ninja grinned evilly at the oh-so innocent question his brother asked, sitting on the edge of the bed again. “I’ll give you a hint. He’s a monster and his first name rhymes with pickle.”

The Green ninja’s eyes widened, “…you wouldn’t dare.”

“Wanna bet~?” Kai chuckled as he inched closer to the smaller teenager, wiggling his fingers teasingly. 

“Ihi’m gohonna kick yohou if you gehet ahany closer! I-Ihi’m seheherious!!!” The blondie giggly threatened which Kai couldn’t help but coo to. The fire ninja knew damn well his baby brother was a literal god and could beat him and the rest of their siblings up any day. But if you removed that true fact from the equation, the Green ninja was just a little kid at heart.

A very ticklish little kid at heart. 

The smaller teen internally screamed as his brother was inching closer and closer towards him. Without thinking, the blonde kicked his foot towards the other’s face, expecting a screech of pain from his big brother but was only met with a low and deeply terrifying chuckle.

The elder had effortlessly grabbed the kid’s ankle, smugly looking at his little brother, “Awe…is this for me~?” 

“N-Noho! Noho ihit’s not! Gihive meehee my foot b-bahack!” Lloyd giggled, trying to pull his ankle out of the other’s grip.

“But you literally just handed it to me!” The hothead snorted, trying his absolute best not to gush about his baby brother’s complete and utter adorableness. 

The older made dramatic groaning noises, holding the top of his head with his free hand, “Oh no! L-Lloyd! I think…I think I’m transforming…!” 

“N-Noho you’re not, yohohou bihig dork!”

“Yuh huh. Same thing happened last week.” Kai stated, doing weird and unusual cult-like movements with his head before landing his eyes on his brother; soft (yet petrified) hazel eyes meeting a determined amber. 

The younger broke eye contact, lying back on his bed as he covered his face with a pillow, giggling in anticipation. 

The figure in front of him that he just made eye contact with was not the big brother he knew and loved…

That was The Tickle Monster. And that fiend would not stop until he got what he wanted.

“Awe~! Are you hiding your face from me~?” The brunette grinned, using one finger to glide against Lloyd’s foot. The blonde squeaked at the mean yet soft sensation, his grip on the pillow tighteneing as he refused to laugh. 

He was not going to give The Tick— I mean…Kai that satisfaction. 

No way, José.

The fire ninja sat on the bed, pretending to hum in thought before he scratched his fingers alongside the other’s med arch. The youngest ninja let out a squawk, his plan about not laughing literally flyingout the window as loud squeals and giggles poured out of his mouth. 

“Oho~! That’s a good spot, huh~?” The spiky haired teen teased, clearly amused that his brother was able to cave in so soon. 

“N-NohOHO! N-NAHAT aha goohOOD spahat!” The hazel eyed ninja denied, shaking his head as he desperately tried to retreive his foot. “Ohhhh no you don’t, mister. You gave this to me, remember? No take-backsies.” 

“IHI DIHID nahAT gihive myhy foHOOT toohoo YOHOU!” Lloyd squealed, trying to kick his big brother with his free leg. Kai tutted in disaproval, releasing the green pajama wearing kid’s foot before sitting on his ankles, scribbling all over both of his feet. “Fine. Is this better?” The elder asked inocently.

The younger teen squealed, “Nahat beHEHETTER AHAT AHAHAHALL!!” 

“Not better~? Not even a liiiiittle bit~?” The other asked as he tickled underneath the blondie’s toes. “EEEHEE— squeak! NAHAHA! NAHAT BETTER!!”

The taller teenager chuckled, getting up from the kid’s ankles before sitting in his waist, digging his hands into Lloyd’s underarms. The hazel eyed ninja immediately shot his arms down at the action, hugging his middles and shaking his head back and forth whilst cackling like a mad man. 

In a result to all the movement, the pillow the blonde was once holding fell down to the floor, revealing the face of a very giggly Green ninja. 

“Awe~! There you are~! Hi, baby bro~!” The Fire ninja cooed, his smug smirk widening because he knew the smaller ninja well enough to know that he wanted to make a smart remark to Kai’s comment sooooo bad. 

But due to the current circumstances, the blonde knew it was in his best interest not to.

“K-KAHAHAI!” Lloyd whined through his laughs.

“Kai? Who’s Kai?” The spiky haired teen asked, turning his head to look around the room in search for this…'Kai' indivual. “IHIHAT’S— squeak! GEHET— squeak— oHO myhy gahASH! KAHAI!!!” Lloyd howled, laughing harder as the tickles in his underarms switched from scribbles to kneading in a matter of seconds. 

“I don’t know who this awesome, hot and brave Kai person is…but The Tickle Monster will make sure to tell you if he sees him.” The red cladded ninja mused. 

The green cladded teen squealed loudly, squirming as best he could in the position he was in as Kai just chuckled fondly at the action displaying below him, “Awe…is someone a squirmy wormy~? Does it tickle, Lloydie~?” 

“S-STAHAP!” 

“Stop~? Why should I stop, hm? Is it because you’re flustered~? Or is it because it tickles so much~? Or is it a combination of the two?” The brunette smugly teased, laughing softly as he saw a small blush appear on the other’s face. “JUhust geHET squeak YOHOUR hahands AHA— squeal OHOUT!” 

“But I caaaan’t!” Kai dramatically whined, “Your keeping them trapped with your big, stroooong muscles. Looks like those work-outs with Cole really came to use, huh?” Lloyd turned to his side, curling in on himself and letting out a soft snort as he continued to laugh to his hearts content. 

Kai cooed at him for probably the millionth time in an hour, trying not to tear up at the sight.

Why did his brother have to be so damn cute?!

“Why are you turning away from The Tickle Monster, Lloydie~?”

“STAHAP CAHAHALLING YOURSELF TH-THAHAT!”

“Stop calling myself what, Greenie? I’m just stating a fact.” Kai mused, poking his younger brother’s sides repetitively, “I like stating facts. For example…here’s a fact! You’re veryyyyy tickle tickle ticklish.” The brunette smiled as he gave the blonde a small kiss on the forehead (A platonic kiss. A PLATONIC KISS), ceasing his tickle attack for just a moment or two. 

The hazel eyed teen let out a small squeal at the kiss, crossing his arms as he looked to the side, “Cahan squeak yohou gehehet squeak ohoff squeal meehee now?”

The red themed ninja only shook his head, crossing his arms disapprovingly, “But Lloydie-loo! I’m not done quite yet! The Tickle Monster is hungry…!” He whined. 

The younger raised a brow in confusion, “Dihidn’t you juhust cohome frohom breakfast?”  

“But I’m not hungry for breakfast…I’m hungry for dessert~!” The taller teen grinned, gently grabbing the youngest ninja’s wrists and pinning them on top of his head. The blondie’s eyed widened as big as saucers, twisting and turning like a Fun-sized Twizzler. 

“Kahai— KaHAHAI!! NONONOHO— squeak DON’T YOU DAHARE IHI WIHILL EHEND YOHOU!!!” Lloyd screamed, immediatley trying to get off of the bed. 

As the younger kicked, protested and yelled, he soon came to realize he was trying to bargain with Kai. 

Once the Fire ninja had his mind set on something…it would literally take God himself to make him change his mind.

The amber eyed teen blew the most freaking ticklish raspberry Lloyd had ever felt right on his stomach, making the youngest scream in laughter, happy tears blurring his vision as he weakly squirmed in the hold.

“Ommmm nom nom nom~!” Kai teased as he switched from raspberries to nibbles.

“STAHAP! STAHAP squeak STAHAP STAHAP!!! YOHOU FREHEAKING— hic NAHAH!! NOHO hic NOHOISES!!” The Green ninja cackled loudly, his legs practically bouncing on the mattress due to how much he was squirming. The younger teen was absolutely losing his mind, just being able to lay on his bed and laugh his little heart out.

“But The Tickle Monster is hungry, little bro! And your tummy seems like an excellent feast, don’t you think?”

“NOHO— hic NAHAHA!! I CAHAN’T! I CAHAN’T squeal KAHAI squeal STAHAP IHIT!!” The blondie cried.

“You can’t what~?” The elder snorted in amusement. 

“I-IHIT squeal TIHIHICKLES!!!”

“If you can’t handle being tickled, you shouldn’t be so damn ticklish then.” The spiky haired ninja said simply, blowing another raspberry where Lloyd’s side met his lowest rib.

The smallest ninja threw his head back, his squeals, squeaks and laughs being so loud and high-pitched it could shatter actual glass. “AAAHAHA— squeak O-OKAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAY! AHALRIGHT! IHI’M squeal UHUP! IHI’M hic UHUP!!!”

“So…does that mean you’re gonna come eat breakfast with me and the rest of our siblings~?” Kai giggled.

“Y-YAHA— snrk YEHES YEHEHES hic JUHUST squeal PLEHEASE!!!” The hazel eyed ninja squawked. The red cladded ninja stopped his tickling onslaught targeted towards his brother, lying down next to him as the blonde caught his breath.

The Green ninja wiped happy tears from his eyes due to being in complete hysterics not even a couple seconds ago. The smaller teen attempted glaring at his older brother, but found it so fucking hard to do due (haha do due…) to the fact Kai was smiling at him so…fondly.  

“Yohou’re ohohofficially thehe wohorst bihig brohother ever…” Lloyd grumbled as be crossed his arms playfully over his chest. 

“Psh— you know you love me, bud.” The brunette smiled, getting off of the bed as the blonde followed. “Alright. Come on, you little shit...let’s get some breakfast down your throat before the others make a search party for us.” Kai chuckled, ruffling Lloyd’s hair as the younger giggled, both of them walking out of the shared bedroom and into the hallway, towards the kitchen. 

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

[vivaiavidapasta]

Nyadow Milk Nyakie was watching your blog~ (love your art btw <3)

THANK YOUUU! Ooo a snack! SNARFS CHEW CHEW GULPP

[neurotic-sinkhole]

this is the most insaine d20 season. i laughed so hard watching this episode i snarfed into my coco pebbles. alex's "if this is episode 3 what will episde 10 look like?" is so real.

[sakuraonsaturn]

When We Get In a Fight. Amanda the Adventurer Everything's Fine AU. Episode 9

Previous Ep:

“Hi friends! I’m Amanda!” Amanda smiles. “And with me here today is my best friend Wooly!” 

“Right…” Wooly sighs. They walk into the kitchen and sit at the table. Sam is cooking breakfast. 

“Who wants bacon and eggs?” he smiles. 

“Me! Me!” Amanda beams waving her hands in the air. Wooly frowns. 

“Oh, did you want something else?” Sam asks. 

“No, it's fine! You’re already making that so…” Wooly mumbles, quietly staring at the floor. The screen switches to everyone eating breakfast together. Wooly pushes his food around with his fork. Amanda snarfs down her food, dramatically making mmmmm sounds and holding her cheeks with a look of pure bliss. 

“Slow down Amanda, no one is taking it from you.” Sam laughs. 

“But it’s just soooo good!” Amanda replies, finishing it off with a big glass of apple juice. “Can I have more?” 

“Oh sorry I didn’t make any more…” 

“Then can I have Wooly’s? He hasn’t even touched it!” 

“I mean… I touched it with my fork a little…” Wooly grumbles. 

“Wooly you don’t have to eat what we’re having if you want something else…” Sam says. Wooly frowns.

“Wooly just tell him what you actually want and give me your bacon.” Amanda says, pointing her fork at him. 

“Do you guys have any cereal? With no milk please…” Wooly mumbles softly. Amanda raises an eyebrow. 

“Yeah I can get that for you.” Sam smiles, getting up. Amanda holds her hands out towards Woolys plate. He shakes his head and smiles as he pushes it over to her. She does an air-fist of victory. Sam brings over some cereal. Amanda eats her food slowly this time, drinking up the flavor in every bite. Sam chuckles a little. 

“What? I’m savoring it, since there’s no more.” Amanda said. “So Wooly, my house is the best right?” 

“I mean it is pretty fun…” Wooly mumbled, slowly munching on his cereal. 

“Yeah that’s because my dad is the best!” Amanda boasted. 

“You might be right about that…” 

“Gee, I’m flattered.” Sam chuckled. “So, how was the beach?” 

“It was a BLAST! We played in the water for a while, then we got some ice cream and saw a really scary man… who reminded me of something… really scary… like a nightmare…” Amanda’s voice grows shaky. Wooly looks away, tightly hugging his arms. Her voice grows brighter again for a moment, “Then we had some fun playing on the rocks, and then…” Amanda freezes. The show glitches. Red static covers everything. “Hey Dad… what’s going on? What is… this? Why am I…” she looked at her hands and arms unable to find the words, “Was Kensdale always like this?”

“Why are you asking all these questions?” Wooly laughs shakily. 

“Co-could sheep always talk? That’s… that’s not normal… no… sheep don’t talk.” Amanda mumbles, looking at Wooly with horror. He gulps and backs away. 

“Amanda what are you-” 

“Don’t call me that!” Amanda snaps. Wooly flinches. “That’s… that’s not my name!” 

“Rebecca? Rebecca, sweetie take deep breaths.” Sam says gently. “Ready… 1 2 3 4…” Amanda takes a deep breath and the glitching stops. 

“Wha- What did you just call me?” Amanda mutters. Sam covers his mouth. “What’s going on? Why do I remember things that don’t make sense… Dad… Dad, was I always your daughter?” 

“Re-Amanda I-” Sam stutters, looking for the words. 

“You did it again… Why does that name sound so familiar?” 

“Amanda-” 

“Why do you keep calling me that?!” Amanda shouts, standing up. “Why…”

“Um…  okay…  Rebecca, it's all going to be okay. You are safe, you have nothing to worry about. The adults are going to handle it.” 

“Handle what?! Is something bad happening?” 

“Everything’s going to be fine. We just need a little more time okay we are going to fix everything I swear-” 

“What happened?” Amanda asks. Sam glances at the screen quickly and sighs. 

“When you come back from your adventure I’ll tell you.”

“Who cares about the adventure?!” Amanda snaps. Sam motions his eyes to the screen. 

“Wha- what are you- Are your eyes okay?” Wooly asked. Sam quickly tilted his head to the screen. Amanda and Wooly’s heads creaked in the screen’s direction and froze, their eyes wide as saucers. Wooly quickly grabbed Amanda’s hand and started running outside. “Thanks for breakfast Mr. Colton, we just can’t wait to go on our adventure today byeeeeee!” Sam looks back at the breakfast table. 

“He didn’t even finish…” Sam realizes. 

“Wooly- WOOLY! What are you doing!” Amanda shouts, yanking her hand away. 

“We're going on an adventure!” Wooly beams. Amanda glares at him. “C'mon! Won't it be fun!”

“No! I don't want an adventure, I want to know what's going on!”

“No you don’t!”

“Uh, yes I do!”

“Why?!”

“Because something is clearly wrong Wooly!”

“But it doesn't have to be! We can ignore it, we don't have to know! Then we can keep having fun!”

“What?! No!”

“But if we learn about the bad stuff going on we can’t keep having our happy fun adventures!”

“And you think the past few adventures have been fun?!”

“That’s just because you’ve been ruining them by thinking and asking too much!” Wooly snapped. 

“Ugh! Wooly no. I’m going inside.”

“Don't go!” Wooly shouts, grabbing Amanda's arm. Amanda freezes and slowly turns back around. 

“What did you just say to me?”

“Actually we should probably go. We probably shouldn’t be standing in the street right now…” they awkwardly cross the road. “Can’t we just go on our adventure… just one last one… just for today?” 

“Last one? Wooly, what are you talking about?” 

“One last one before everything becomes different?” Wooly begs, tears forming in his eyes. Amanda takes a step back. “Please Amanda just one more!” 

“What are you so afraid of?” 

“You just don’t get it!” 

“Yeah, I don’t! What do you-” Amanda freezes, her expression flattening and hardening like a rock. “You know something.” 

“I-”

“You know what’s going on, don’t you?” 

“A little bit but-” “More than me?” 

“Maybe?” 

“And you didn’t TELL ME?!” Amanda’s voice and the entire world glitches as she slams her foot on the ground. Wooly’s entire skeleton jolts. 

“It’s not like I wanted to know…” Wooly pouts. Amanda’s teeth grind together. 

“I thought we were FRIENDS!” 

“And who decided that?!” Wooly snapped, throwing his arms down. Amanda paused…

“Wooly… who were you?”

“Huh?” 

“Before we were Amanda and Wooly… who…” 

“I don’t know…” 

“Why can’t I remember you… from any time before that?” Amanda cries. Wooly bites his lip. “Were we friends… before that? Why can’t I remember when we first met?”

“Because it wasn’t real, Amanda.” Wooly says, ice covering his words as the world glitches. Amanda's eyes widen. 

“You… you can do it too… like me…” 

“I’m NOT!” Wooly tugs on his ears crumpling in on himself. “That’s wrong… Everything's wrong… everything's wrong… no matter how much I try to pretend-” 

“Wooly what’s going on?” 

“It’s all a facade… everything we know… even our friendship…” 

“Whoa whoa whoa- not our friendship Wooly.” 

“It is a facade!” Wooly snaps, ripping off his friendship bracelet. The string snaps and the beads scatter onto the ground. Amanda stares at them with hollow eyes. “It’s what got me into this whole mess. Why I can’t see Fleecy or Mom. Why I ended up here in the first place. They needed someone to play your best friend and for some reason that meant dragging me into this mess.” 

“Wha-”

“It's the truth Amanda! The truth you so desperately wanted to know! Are you happy now?!” He snaps. He stops and covers his mouth… slowly backing away before making a run for it. 

“NOW WAIT A MINUTE!” Amanda snaps. Amanda runs after him. “Come on Wooly let’s talk about this!” 

“You got what you wanted so why don’t you just leave me alone!” Wooly turns around and screams. Amanda stops. “Just…” tears start to well up, “leave me alone.” Amanda remains frozen, watching him fade out of sight. She sighs and starts walking home. She spots the beads on the ground where Wooly dropped them. She folds into the soft dirt and starts to collect them in her hands, the beads of her own bracelet clacking against them, beads of water hitting them as small tiny sniffles escape her. 

“What are you doing?” Piper asks, tilting her head. Amanda screams and falls backward. Piper bursts into laughter.

“YOU!” 

“Yes, me! Tis I! Hehe!” 

“Everything started going wrong when YOU showed up!” 

“It was already going wrong, I am here to make everything right again!” 

“Really?” Amanda whimpers. Piper smiles and nods. “Then… you can make Wooly and I friends again?” Piper frowns. 

“That’s your first priority? But Amanda… Wooly was right. You aren’t real friends, it was scripted, pre decided-” 

“So?” 

“Wooly doesn’t even want to be your friend Amanda…”

“That’s not true!”

“I heard him say so myself…” 

“No… No you didn’t! Why would he ever say that?” 

“Because he’s not your real friend. Do you know who your real friends are? The audience. They watch your show every day and they like talking to you and doing activities. You haven’t done that in a while, have you?” 

“I’m sorry guys… I’ve just had a lot on my mind lately…” 

“They don’t wanna hear about that, Amanda! You'll make them sad. Show them a fun adventure!”

“An… adventure?” “Yeah! You like having adventures right? You don’t want those fake friends and your mean old dad to take them away from you right? Of course not! So you have to stay here and play with all of us!” Piper grins, bouncing like a playground ball. Amanda glances at Piper’s ears. The Hameln jingle plays. Flickers of a door and flashes of medical equipment appear on the screen. Red static starts to overflow. 

“No. No no no no! Get away from me!” Amanda screams, shoving Piper away, the world continues to glitch a deep bloody red. 

“Amanda, I’m only trying to help you.” Piper pouts. “You want to remember right? You want to know the truth?”

“Y-yes…” 

“Well… if you want to keep those memories and that truth you will have to do what I say-” 

“GO AWAY!” white eyes start to grow on Amanda’s face. “Wha- what’s happening?” Piper’s eyes harden. 

“This season is beyond help after all…” she says coldly.

“What… are… you TALKING ABOUT?!”

“Perhaps it's time we came to a season finale, hm?” Piper says softly. She touches Amanda's forehead and hums some familiar notes. F A C A D E. Melodic chimes follow suit. Amanda returns to her human form. She smiles warmly at Amanda. “I was like you once, such a fighter. But I learned that I was just being silly! Hehe! Everything is going to be fiiiiine!” 

“GET AWAY FROM HER!” Kitty screams, swinging a broom at Piper. Piper jumps back.

“Whoa kiddo that is not a children’s toy!” she glances at the screen, “Don’t do that at home kids!” Kitty rolls her eyes. 

“Shoo! Shoo!” Kitty continues to swipe the broom at her. She scurries away, looking back with a giant frown and a furrowed brow. She sticks out her tongue before disappearing into the woods. Amanda looks on silently. Sam runs up and hugs her and she starts to cry again. Mumbling on and on incoherently about this and that while he softly soothed her. 

“Let’s go home… I’ll explain everything… let’s just go home.” 

“What's that in your hands?” Kitty asks. Amanda gently shows her. “That's Wooly's-"

“It broke.” her voice cracks.

“Wait- Where's Wooly?”

“I don't know… we got in a fight and he ran off… he… he'll probably come back eventually… he always does…” Amanda mumbles, looking away and gripping the beads tightly. “So I need to fix this… before he does… let's go home…”

“Alright. We'll go home.” Sam smiles. Amanda sticks the beads into her pocket and squeezes Kitty's hand. They return to her room, once there giant colorful letters appear on the screen saying: 

Amanda’s Craft Time!

“Can you guess what today’s craft is?” Amanda smiles at the screen weakly. She pulls out the broken bracelet. She strings it back together. Kitty watches in silence. “I'm going to make you one too Kitty…”

“Oh… thank you…”

“I'm sorry for forgetting you.”

“No, that's fine.” 

“You’re my real best friend I guess… right?” 

“Well… Wooly’s your friend too Amanda.” Kitty responds with a shaky laugh. Amanda shakes her head. 

“That was fake…” 

“W-well… even if it was originally made up in the beginning I'd say you are actually friends by now right?” 

“Yeah… yeah!” Amanda shouts, shooting up with her fist in the air. “An-and I'm going to tell him that all this silly bologna doesn't matter as soon as he gets back!” the air.

“Yay!” Kitty raises her fist in support. 

The screen changes to show Piper walking in the woods, kicking an acorn. She notices the audience, “Oh ho ho! Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be home by now? It’s time for bed…” static covers the screen until nothing but a glowing pair of beady black eyes with a pinkish tint show on the screen. 

The end credits play, the Hameln logo appears, so glitched out that it isn't even readable. Instead of the end credits all we hear is a familiar little girl's distorted voice sobbing for her mother over and over.

The girls wait in Amanda’s room until Sam lightly knocks on the door.

“Are you gonna explain things now?” Amanda asks flatly, halving her eyelids. 

“I was waiting on Wooly…” Sam mumbles. Amanda's eyes widen.

“He's not back yet?” 

“It's… time for dinner. I called Riley and Sophie. They are coming to watch you two. Joanne will drop off Jordan as well. Kitty, you're staying the night.”

“What's going on?” Amanda's voice wavers.

“Okay… Rebecca I need you to stay calm when I tell you this. This world is not real, we were trapped in some sort of cartoon by some very bad people with even worse intentions and things are going very wrong. Characters have been dying or mysteriously disappearing and we don't know why- which is why we're all going to stick as closely together as possible understood?” 

“Wait is Wooly-” a car honks from outside. Riley and Sophie get out of the car and waves Sam over. He quickly gives Amanda a tight hug and a kiss on the forehead. 

“Stay safe Rebecca, I love you.” He said it so fast she couldn't even process it. She just stood in the doorway as she watched everyone come in and out… until curling into a little ball on the doorstep. Kitty carefully tiptoes next to her and softly places her hand on Amanda's shoulder as she cries.

Authors Note: It's been a while hasn't it? I want to make sure I at least finish this fic series before I take a break from the fic writing scene for good and go back to my original stuff :P Hope you enjoy! Guess everything isn't fine anymore tho huh? Let me know your theories and predictions! ^^

[cedarxwing]

What was the most romantic scene in Hannibal for you?

The end sequence of Antipasto, hands down. Just everything about it. It makes me tear up every time.

The way Hannibal, heartbroken at Bedelia's rejection and betrayal, sits alone on the train en route to Palermo with Antony Dimmond's corpse in his trunk, recalling his last dinner with Abel Gideon while Ravel's Pavane plays.

The way even Gideon, who was always the Ripper's biggest fan, now finds Hannibal banal and tiresome, calling him pathetic and lonely to his face. The way Hannibal is disgusted by Gideon's poor manners, but puts up with him because he's that desperate for connection.

HANNIBAL: Why do you think I'm allowing this? GIDEON: Snails aren't the only creatures who prefer eating with company. If only that company could be Will Graham.

The way Hannibal is speechless at that. Not only does Gideon call out his obsession with Will, but he compares Hannibal, Mr. Firefly himself, to a snail. That's what Will's reduced him to.

Side note: LOVE how Gideon becomes a prophetic figure as he approaches death, "becoming brighter" as Hannibal puts it. Remember, this exchange takes place before S2b, sometime between Futamono and Yakimono.

Gideon can see how Hannibal longs for the kind of cannibal date night Will gives him at the end of Naka Choko, but refuses, out of sheer pettiness, to be his perfect dinner partner, snarfing down those snails with the utmost incivility. Love him. <3

"I'm just fascinated to know how you will feel when all this... happens to you." <- referencing how Mason will try to eat Hannibal, but on a deeper level how Hannibal's heart will be eaten as in the first sonnet of Dante's La Vita Nuova (which he quotes earlier in the episode):

Joyous love seemed to me, the while he held My heart within his hands, and in his arms My lady lay asleep wrapped in a veil. He woke her then. Trembling and obedient, She ate that burning heart out of his hand; Weeping I saw him then depart from me.

The way Hannibal looks SO SAD as he folds the Vitruvian Man into an origami heart, obviously still thinking about La Vita Nuova and how Will's eaten his heart. The way he extends the heart metaphor into the Three of Swords tarot presentation in the Norman Chapel to signify betrayal. The way the soundtrack swells with violins and the solemn heartbeat of a drum over beautiful close ups of Dimmond's skinned carcass.

Side note 2: I have searched high and low for the track that plays during the Vitruvian Man folding, but it doesn't seem to have been published anywhere. Tunefind says that it was adapted from Hayley Westenra's Never Say Goodbye (which is sooo romantic lol), but it doesn't sound anything like that song to me.

Finally, this is the most insight we, the audience, get into the conception of any Ripper tableau and it's a valentine for Will. Oughhhh. I'm going to cry just thinking about it.

[The Naka Choko dinner scene is a close second tho! The audacity they had to score it with Mahler's Adagietto... And the end of TWOTL would be my third pick.]

[burningpironator]

friends

how did he meet his friends?

Part 1. Bff

*One day in school the cat was going to a dark forest cuz yes* (the school had a very bad security lmao)

But he got lost

But also a little fairy got lost too

Cat: hei! I gwot lost, du yu nou wherles scool?

Wink: i gwot lost tu, lets gou tugeter

When they scaped from the dark forest, they became best friends

Cat: can yu be mai fwend

Wink: okey

Part 2. Different

*the cat was going to talk with a lonely red penguin that was sad*

Cat: hi!

Velvet: ...

Cat: um... why are you sad?

Velvet: cuz im red, all the other penguins are black, i am from other bird type or something?

Cat: well... i think red is a good colour!, and also i want to be your friend

Velvet: oh, really?, thanks

Part 3. Pet

Cat: mom, can i have a pet?

Cat mom (the magician): ok

Cat mom: but remember its a lot of responsabilitie, you need to be careful, feed him, wash h-

*the cat pick up the fluffy ball*

Cat: OMAGAD IS TOO CUTE!

Fluffy: SNARF

[harrierttv]

Random Baby Lion-O headcanons:

1. Due to his grief over the loss of his wife, claiming died interact with Lion-O much for the first week after he was born and left Lion-O's care mostly to the nurse maids. Though eventually Claudus did start caring for Lion-O and turns out Lion-O's was very clingy towards his father

2. As a baby Lion-O always liked being close to Tygra, being clingy to him.

3. Lion-O took awhile to start talking, so much so that Claudus started to get worried Lion-O's was mute, though when Lion-O did start talking he ended up being a bit of a chatterbox.

4. Lion-O's first and second words were either "dada" or "Tygra".

5. As Lion-O grew older, Claudus got a bit worried that Lion-O was too clingy and did those stupid "put distance between parent and child lessons" to make Lion-O more independent. Though Lion-O took to this a lot faster and to a bigger extent than anyone expected or wanted and that's part of the reason why Lion-O got so curious about the world, start wandering off so much, and started sneaking out so much as he got older.

I love the idea of his first words actually being Tygra. Because, yes, while Tygra did hold contempt for his brother, I doubt that didn't start happening until he was older. And so while Liono was a baby, he was constantly hanging out with him, despite Liono being I'm a crib.

Que the Nurse Maids going into a panic when they see Lionos gone from his crib, search for him for hours even though he shouldn't be walking, only to find Tygra with him in the gardens showing off his sword fighting technique.

However, after Tygra grows up, and his emotions grow volatile towards Liono for things beyond both their control, Liono is suddenly left with no one. Except Snarf.

So he goes out to explore the world around him. I imagine his first trip into the slums happens when he is very young. But his small stature allows him to duck and weave from any danger. Where he bumps into Jorma, accidently causing the older canine to hurt his hip and drop his precious cargo. Liono helps him up, and helps him drag his "technology" back to his store, where he grew a fascination with the items.

[hocksburn]

hockeyblr coffee date! happ valentines! today i dragged myself out of bed at 7:45am (normally im a 9am waker) and promptly. missed the bus. but i got to walk 30min in softly falling snow and 10cm of it thick and fluffy on the ground and it was the kind that doesnt even really stick to your clothes even though it was a pleasant temp outside <3

got a mocha and a cheese danish (not pictured) (i snarfed it down an hour ago) and worked on cat georgiev fic!

[monstersdownthepath]

Monster Spotlight: Mobogo

CR 10

Chaotic Evil Huge Magical Beast

Bestiary 3, pg. 194

These gigantic, demonic toads are thought to be the direct offspring of Gogunta, Demon Lord of Swamps, though the Mobogo themselves rarely care about their potential genealogy unless she bothers to contact them directly and bless them with some divine power. Rather, they act as the emperors of entire tribes of Boggards and other swampfolk, embodying the gluttony of toads and the greed and pride of dragons (this art doesn't show it, but they do have a draconic tail and back spines!) as they spend their days basking in the adoration of their peers... and the constant stream of sacrifices provided for them.

Whether they serve Gogunta's will or see themselves as gods worthy of worship, there's little that a Mobogo enjoys more than having food and gifts lavished upon it by devoted subjects. Unlike with, say, a normal dragon, playing into a Mobogo's greed and gluttony will in no way promise safety or passage through their territory; give them all the possessions you have while promising them even more, and they may still decide that it's better to have food now than later and snarf you down whole and alive. The only creatures Mobogo bother listening to and refrain from eating are their boggard sycophants and others of their kind, and even that loyalty begins to fade if they find their tummies grumbling.

It's not a matter of supernatural metabolism, they just enjoy eating. Which, y'know, relatable. Ironically, food isn't much of a problem for the big toads or the tribes they surround themselves with; able to use Charm Animal at will, the Mobogo are in no danger of starving. If one's hungry, it's simple to snare the mind of a swamp boar or a flock of birds and beckon them closer so their servants can dispatch it. How often this technique is used is entirely dependent on the Mobogo's mood; some only use it to feed themselves and force their servants to hunt and farm for food, while others can act more benevolently and share their charmed spoils with their boggard neighbors... but the default state of these dracotoads is "screw you, I got mine." The at-will charm also means they're kept in the loop on what's going on in their swamps, as they're able to Speak With Animals without needing an action. They're actually quite stupid despite their power (Int 6) so it's not likely that they'll have a spy network of birds and lizards around, but it's useful for keeping their minions behaving when they think every insect and frog they see may be an eye for their master.

Charming animals isn't all they offer! If they really put their minds to it, Mobogo can be true gods of prosperity and harvest; they can use Create Water at-will, Control Water 3/day to undo the damage of flooding (or cause even more of it if offended), Plant Growth 3/day to enrich the ground and assure a bountiful harvest (or entangle and destroy whoever they wish), and Quench 3/day to instantly snuff any fire that proves a danger to their land (or... actually there's no evil way to spin Quench). The unfortunate problem in the 'could be a bringer of prosperity and hope' is everything I've mentioned in the previous three paragraphs.

In addition to their utility magic, Mobogo have a lot more offensive magic than it first appears. Sure, Fog Cloud and Control Water don't look that impressive in a vacuum... But you have to remember that you're not fighting these dracotoads in a vacuum, you're fighting them in a swamp. A thick, primeval swamp loaded with gigantic patches of quicksand, choking vines, waters that go way deeper than you think they do (perfect ambush spot), and trees that block out the light. Say you're in a dingy little boat trying to get through boggard territory, and then suddenly you have to contend with a whirlpool forming in the river you're sailing through! Or a bank of thick fog rolls in out of nowhere, blocking your view of the shoreline!

And then a gigantic toad crashes down on your boat from above, dealing 2d8+13 damage to everyone and everything in its 15ft space. If you're lucky, that's its opener. If you're not, your head is split by the beast's at-will Sound Burst, potentially stunning everyone in a 10ft burst... and then it slams down with its Crush to initiate before attacking everyone open to its Full-Attack. Mobogo attack with two slams for 1d6+9 damage and a bite with their oversized mouth for 2d6+9, which aren't the most impressive, even if their 15ft space and reach let them swath huge chunks of the map in a threat radius. They also have no DR, no resistances, and no defensive abilities that protect them if they get into melee or find themselves at the receiving end of enemy spellwork (aside from some meager Regeneration that's shut off by all the common elemental damage types), forcing them to be pragmatic in their swampy homes. They may not be smart, but they're wise enough to use terrain to their advantage.

Mobogo are unimpeded in natural territory thanks to Swamp Stride, something they should be making full use of among tangled roots and sticky mud. They CAN fly, adding another vector they can attack from, but they're unlikely to get a surprise round unless they attack from underwater or from behind a fog bank. More than likely, though, Mobogo will use their spell-likes to impede the party from afar before dragging them in one by one with its tongue, a massive appendage with a 45ft reach that deals 1d6+9 damage on impact before Grabbing the victim and Pulling them 5ft closer. Like most frog monsters, Mobogo don't become grappled if they have someone seized with their tongue, allowing them to continue making attacks against other targets while their tongue damages and yanks victims in round by round. Any creature dragged into a space adjacent to the dracotoad on its turn risks being swallowed whole, taking 2d6+13 damage a round while freeing up its tongue.

Fun fact: Mobogo can't use their tongue as part of their Full-Attack (they have to choose their slam+bite or their tongue), but they can use it to make Attacks of Opportunity alongside Combat Reflexes to fish for long-ranged grapples multiple times a round to severely impact a party's ability to do anything requiring concentration or uninterrupted movement, and they can use it alongside their Cleave or Awesome Blow feats to swat multiple foes in a round or send one foe flying into deep water, thick plants, or sticky mud. And speaking of sticky mud, Soften Earth and Stone is a spell which is only vaguely useful in most situations, but "being in a swamp" is one of those situations where it becomes downright encounter-defining, potentially entangling the entire party in mud that denies all actions for 1d2 rounds if they fail the Reflex save. Even if they get out, the Mobogo can use Gust of Wind 3/day to blow them right back in, or just use Awesome Blow to do it.

I mentioned a while back that they can initiate with Sound Burst, but there's actually two potential obnoxious noises they can make to begin a fight and/or to support their allies: Every 1d4 rounds they can unleash a Vile Croak, a maddening noise that staggers all non-boggards within 50ft for 1d4 rounds if they fail a DC 19 Will save. Any boggard or Mobogo (including the user) which hears the croaking instead gets +2 to attack rolls and to saves against fear effects for one round, letting the monstrous beasts sit back as their (literal) toadies do all the work, occasionally giving their foes a tongue-lashing from afar.

In a vacuum, Mobogo are much weaker than their CR suggests. In their swamps, they're truly awful foes to try battling against as they budge party members amount with their superior reach and knock or pull them into disadvantageous territory, and they almost always have whole clans of toad people at their beck and call to pick up whatever slack they have. When fighting in swamplands, the terrain itself is as dangerous as the encounters within, and Mobogo are born to take advantage of it!

You can read more about them here.

[angrelysimpping]

Truly just mush for Victor from @rotting-ink 's game bc im so so so soft for V after doing research on them and snarfing up breadcrumbs

Contents: AMAB Victor De Winters (he/him); GN Witch/Reader (you/your); v lightly implied bondage; penetration, reader receiving; slight choking

Words: 1k exactly :3

A low sigh escapes you as you curl into Victor’s side. You could easily spend eternity like this, pressed into his warm body, letting your thoughts drift. Especially in the falt Victor rented for you. Yes, the space was lavishly decorated, every single thing you might want provided for your comfort. But, that wasn’t why you loved it. No, it was because every time you spent a night in town, he could stay with you. Or, if you were honest about it, every night Victor wanted you to spend the night with him, instances that were becoming more and more frequent.

“I love you.”

It’s a sigh of words, slipped past your lips without thought as your eyes trace the curve of his face. It was true. You loved him. There was something about this moment that made your adoration for him hard to contain. Maybe it was the way the sun traced his features, afternoon light streaming through the window in hazy streaks. Maybe it was in the air, the safety of your flat that he secreted you away in.

Or maybe it was just because it was him. Victor. Sitting by your side. Happy to spend a quiet moment with you simply cuddling, his arm draped around you and thumb idly caressing the delicate skin at the nape of your neck.

Your heart swells as lazy green eyes slide over you, smug smile slowly unfurling as he speaks. “I love you, too.”

It’s too much, really. Just all too much, how you love him. More than you could ever think of verbalizing.

So, you don’t even try. Instead, you straddle him.

He laughs, a deep, rich sound of joy reverberating around the room and spurring you on. Hands come to rest on your waist, giving you a playful squeeze as he helps you steady yourself.

Cupping his face, you bring your forehead to rest against his. The tips of his soft hair curl around your fingers, the sun hitting it just right to bring out the deep red tones that drew so many eyes to him.

This time, looking him directly in his eyes, you whisper it. “I love you.” Not giving him a second to respond, you move, pressing a kiss to his temple. “I love you so much.” You don’t fully pull back, letting your lips drag over his skin as you kiss his other temple. “You’re perfect.” A kiss to his jaw. “All of you.” His chin. “Amazing.” Your lips brush over his, feather light. It’d almost be considered teasing, if your breath didn’t hitch at the contact before moving on, seeking out the curve of his cheek bone. “Love you,” words almost breathed into his skin as you carefully kiss the beauty mark under his eye. “All of you. Always.”

You go on, murmuring over and over how you adored him, each declaration punctuated with a kiss.

Until, you hesitate. There’s a thickness to the air that wasn’t there before, Victor’s breathing heavy. You lean forward again, movements slow, cautious, allowing him to pull away, to stop you if he so wished.

He does not stop you.

Victor tenses as your lips brush over the deep scar across his nose.

“I love you, Victor. Forever.”

Gently, he places a hand over your mouth, stopping the onslaught of kisses. Laughing, he mimics your earlier assault, pressing a kiss to your forehead, to each of your cheeks. “I know, love.” He stops covering your mouth, instead taking one of the hands still cradling his face and guiding it to his lips; brushing over the rope patterned bruises encircling your wrist, his eyes meet yours, “I know.”

It's a blur of motion, one that finds your back pressed into the soft cushions of the sofa, Victor's familiar weight on top of you. A laugh bubbles up inside you, free and uncaring as he works at removing your clothes, his own. Soon enough, you're skin to skin, his cock pressed against your thigh.

Your hands glide over his back, down and then back up to his shoulders, cupping the back of head and bringing his mouth to yours in a desperate kiss. Victor presses inside you slowly, muscles stretching in a delicious, familiar burn. Moaning into his mouth, you lock a leg around his hip, keeping him pressed against you in an attempt to stop him from moving just yet.

You wanted to savor the moment. Savor his warmth, his closeness.

Breaking the kiss, your heart seems to skip a beat as you take in his features. There's a softness to Victor, one you're not quite sure you've ever seen him wear before. The kohl around his eyes slightly smudged, dark lashes close enough to count, his hair missed from your menstruation. A softness, and a want. Something you could almost call yearning.

You can't help yourself.

“Love you,” you whisper again, lips nearly brushing his as you speak. "I can never stop loving you." The words are hushed, a secret to even the walls of your flat. "There is nothing you could do to make me stop loving you." Your hands find Victor's, guiding them up to your throat and pressing down. His pupils dilate as his fingers twitch against the delicate skin of your neck. You add more pressure, blood thumping loud in your ears as you gaze into his eyes. "Nothing.”

He starts moving. Each thrust is slow, deliberate. He doesn't take his hands from your throat, even as yours slide down his arms, one to his shoulder and the other threading through his soft hair.

His eyes never leave yours. Not as your mind starts to go foggy with pleasure. Not as you start to gasp and moan. Not when your grip on his hair tightens.

And not when you cum, pleasure cresting over you in a wave that leaves you clinging to him. Just like how he's clinging to you as his mouth press to yours and swallows each cry of his name.

[vanillabat99]

I went outside for a little bit! I put milo in his little harness and we sat on the porch together, it was nice :3 After we came back inside I snarfed down a bunch of spicy chips until my mouth hurt so bad I almost regretted it!! And now I think I will take a nice bath and ponder what I want to do with my day. I've been feeling very unwell lately, but these things are helping so far ^-^

[i-love-love]

Yo. Do yall like French Onion Soup. Better yet do yall like easy delicious French Onion Soup.

Getcha crockpot out. Thin slice 5 onions. Chuck them in said crockpot with 2 tbsp each of butter and flour and around a teaspoon each of salt, black pepper, and white pepper. Stir. Put the lid on, set it to high for 9 or so hours, come back every hour-ish to stir em. About halfway through add a good shot or two of bourbon, a few tbsp of minced garlic, and a few tbsp of brown sugar (maybe 3? I’m not your mother do whatever you like). Congratulations you have caramelized onions with approximately 15 minutes of total effort and they’re delicious.

Now shit gets real. Dump in half a cup of sherry (I bought the cheap shit $2 one at Kroger and in several states you don’t even need an ID for that), a tall boy of beer (I used Modelo because it was on sale, probably doesn’t much matter, you do need your ID for this one lol), 2 tablespoons of Roast Beef Better Than Bouillon, a fuckton more minced garlic, another tsp each of salt/black pepper/white pepper, around a tbsp of dried thyme, and 1.5 tbsp of worcestershire sauce. Leave it alone for another 1-3 hours on high.

Ladle it into a bowl, go fucking wild with the cheese and croutons, and don’t burn your tongue snarfing it down; this requires the sort of patience that gets monks into nirvana for the record but it’s worth it so u can actually taste the soup. Go forth and prosper.

[giftboxxworld]

My Brick plushie wants to say hi

YOOOO WASSAP BRICK

The Noise also wants to say hi, except violently per usual

shniff shniff sniff snarf

btw I love your art it’s so freaking cool <3