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lily’s home on nixie, with video bc the ✨vibes✨🌱🫧🍀
#reminder that these types of switch audios can be a little loud in headphones🫧#but yea im having fun with these green interiors! i downloaded a bunch for the polish effect and looove how it looks✨#the little green fairy especially is so cute and perfect for my island🧚🏻#acnh nixie island🧚🏻#acnh#acnh island#animal crossing new horizons#animal crossing#new horizons#acnh interior#acnh green island#acnh video#acnh villager home#acnh lily#ac lily
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Male crickets at home, with their rhythmic serenades, become companions in solitude. Their soothing sounds accompany moments of introspection, offering a soundtrack to quiet contemplation.
#youtube#insect#audio#cricket#cricket sounds#crickets#audio effect#sound effect#video#asmr#nature sounds
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Echo Generator for Microphones
This project is about a single-channel microphone echo generator circuit. This circuit builds around the Holtek HT8970 echo effect generator IC. It offers complete control of the echo effect by providing delay, mix, and output level adjustments.

HT8970 is an echo/surround sound effect generator IC with 20Kb SRAM. It also contains the built-in VCO stage, AD, and DA converters. The chip costs less than 0.5 US$ and is commonly available in the market.
The given schematic offers a maximum of 320ms time delay and works with a single-rail 9V DC power supply.

In addition to the HT8970 integrated circuit, this circuit uses an NJM4558 op-amp to amplify the input and output audio signals. HT7150 voltage regulator uses in this design to power up the HT8970 IC. The HT7150 is a low-power 5V regulator IC from Holtek, the same maker of the HT8970 IC.
The circuit designs to work with 500Ω dynamic microphones. For microphone connectivity, this circuit provides a standard XLR connector. The output audio signal of this echo generator can directly couple to an AF power amplifier or a PC sound card.
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We successfully tested this circuit with the EC042 dynamic microphone at the testing stages. To power up this circuit, we use a 9V DC power supply. As we observed, the maximum current drawn by this circuit was around 50mA during our test phase.
The PCBWay sponsored this project. PCBWay offers high-quality PCB manufacturing and assembling services. Also, they offer CNC and 3D printing services. The PCB of the echo effect generator is available to order from PCBWay. Check out the PCBWay website for its manufacturing capabilities and pricing.

The PCB design of this circuit uses only through-hole-type components. The dimensions of the PCB are 84.5mm × 71.0mm.
All the schematic, KiCAD PCB design files, and BoM of this circuit is available to download at this google drive location.
Overall this echo effect generator provides a natural echo sound effect. The only drawback we noticed with this IC is the significant distortion in the sound at the peak delay point.
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he's so silly what a princess the only one with a chair like that was the only one and they let him sit on it because they didn't want to deal with him yapping
#jokes on them he's yapping anyway#the audio is strange bc I have the sound effects and music off#batman arkham knight#arkhamverse#the riddler#edward nigma#edward nygma#arkham riddler#arkham knight riddler#arkham knight spoilers
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south park but its like an obscure shitty low budget early/mid-2000's flash cartoon u can only find low quality clips of on youtube
#south park#stan marsh#kyle broflovski#kenny mccormick#eric cartman#south park art#south park fanart#south park animation#mine#this started because i wanted to rework also having a simplified style for these guys* (as opposed to the more detailed style i use#for most of my art) but i got bored doing it character sheet style so i decided 'okay what if i make a lil. animation-y thing' and it just#spiraled out from there. if overusing after effects were illegal id be in jaiiiil#*to clarify i did at one point have one i used pretty regularly circa 2019 (see: spalienforce on instagram) but its just been a hot sec#anyway. original audio/clip is from jakovasaurs
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Mmh- Good morning~ Wakey wakey, sleepyhead.
I made you some coffee.
Cut up some fruit in the kitchen.
It’s time to start your day.
Are you- Jesus Christ, it’s 9:52, it’s 9- WAKE THE FUCK UP.
IT IS 9- ITS LIKE 10 AM, JESUS.
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#scheduling this at 9:52 AM for maximum effect#whyy did. wju did. right before the good morning why did....................... never mind <- im normal.#ultrakill#gabriel ultrakill#edit: i forgot the audio source and no one said anything ur all so fake </3 /j
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not my usual but posting this cuz i’m going insane. akito finally beatboxing
#project sekai#pjsk#akito shinonome#shinonome akito#vivid bad squad#proseka#prsk#kohane azusawa#an shiraishi#toya aoyagi#azusawa kohane#shiraishi an#aoyagi toya#vbs#did imai literally learn how to beatbox for this moment that’s my question like😭😭😭#i assumed we were just never gonna see it happen. we just had to take his word for it that he can and we’d never get to hear it but NO?#four years later y’all. he finally did it#edited to add the video. sorry the quality is kind of shit#took out the audience sound effects myself hopefully it’s not jarring. same audio though
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✨ MAGICAL VILLAIN TRANSFORMATION ✨
#fhr#fallen hero#sidestep#damien becker#fhr sidestep#art#my art#WE'RE SO BACK#i've been working on this since the weekend#even installed and rawdogged adobe after effects for a whole day#i've been mulling on a magical girls transformation comic for so long but not having it move with audio just isn't it#BUT NOW...#damien can have a little whimsy in his life#as a treat
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Here's a Google folder full of Daycare Attendant sound effects from SB/Ruin
I don't think this is all of them, but enjoy
#these might be useful if youre making an animation of them too#I dont think there's a compilation of their audio files on youtube#dca#daycare attendant#fnaf#fnaf sb#five nights at freddys security breach#five nights at freddys#moon#sun#moondrop#sundrop#sound effects#reference
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#midst#midstpodcast#xen#matt roen#sara wile#audio drama#audio fiction#podcast#podcasting#fiction podcast#scifi#fantasy#western#surreal#car#sound effects#traffic
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was gonna do a thing of all the companions dancing but james fucking vega steals the show every time
#so here he is in all his glory#OH ALSO HEY I FORGOT TO ADJUST THE DECIBELLS ON THE AUDIO WHEN I MADE THIS#ITS A SOUND ON SUTUATION BUT DEFINITELY NOT ALL THE WAY UP#james vega#mass effect#citadel dlc
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Hi! Sorry to bother, but could you please tell me why you refer to Little Apple as her? When I looked up the wiki page, they used the it pronoun, and novel translations into my native tongue all use male pronoun. Is it audio-drama exclusive or something? P.S. I really love your art and appreciate you sharing it here! <3
Never ask a donkey her pronouns.
#ask#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#little apple#transgender#Real answer is that as far as I am aware the audio drama refers to little apple with feminine terms.#but it could also be a mandela effect.#In general if you notice me doing something that isn't mdzs canon it is safe to assume it is:#1) An ongoing bit I made to be funny 2) Something from the audio drama version 3) My brain messing up details.#Little apple transbian lore starts now I guess? I think Pio of Piosplayhouse would have more to say about this.#Thank you for your support question asker- I hope you know I am only gently teasing you here.#I typically answer questions like this privately but I can't pass up drawing more little apple <3
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Ghost Chirps AU Part 5
Part 1 & 2
Part 3
Part 4
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While “Jason” (i.e. Alfred with an empty jet that Jason will meet up with later in order to “arrive” in Amity) hops a private jet, Red Hood is busy searching the Fenton home from top to bottom.
The local police move slowly, and by the time they arrive Jack and Maddie Fenton are both tied up and disarmed in their living room under heavy guard.
They hadn’t been restrained immediately, Batman talking him into giving them a chance to implicate themselves first.
Hood let him take the lead, but he didn’t even get a chance to ask a question, being cut off at the first indication he might want to talk about their “work.” Less than 60 seconds in, and the pair had outright confessed to violating the meta protection acts - and in tedious detail.
The questioning didn’t suffer any from them being tied up.
Far from the mulish silence or crocodile-tear laden denial of most criminals, they instead doubled down, insisting that nothing they had done was illegal, then jumping to the assumption that they were “possessed” - and boy had it been a nasty surprise when the whole house came alive trying to attack them with a quick verbal command.
Well, trying to attack Hood. And only him, for some reason.
One laser also freed the Fentons, who turned out to have even more weapons built into their suits.
Somehow.
Despite them being skintight.
That had been a pain, but Red Robin was able to hack the system using one of the couples’ own devices while Hood dodged - and kept the stray fire away from the others - leaving everyone else to recapture the pair. A blessedly simple task once they found out the lasers would splash harmlessly off of their armor (save for a gross film of green goop left wherever they grazed).
They take turns knocking each unconscious to change them in order to properly disarm them - Batman and Nightwing taking Jack first, followed by Orphan and Spoiler dealing with Maddie.
The only non-weapon laden clothing they own turns out to be pajamas.
This is around when the police show up, looking hesitant.
They, too, cite the “Anti-Ecto Acts.”
Oracle had debriefed them on the supposed Acts and “Ghost Investigation Ward” on their short drive over. Both were utterly bogus - the Acts had never even been proposed, let alone been approved as law, and the so-called “GIW” had no ties to the government.
The Fentons had been furious and denied the information intensely when told, but the cops mostly just looked relieved.
Apparently there’d been a lot of property damage by the GIW and Fentons both that had supposedly been dismissed under the Acts as “necessary in the pursuit of ecto-scum.”
For the Fentons, half of this damage was in the form of broken fire hydrants, cracked sidewalks, and totaled cars - they’d never been good drivers, before, the cops disclosed, but they’d become even more negligent since the ghosts began appearing, to the point they had to have a news segment warning when they would be on the road.
The lack of fatalities thus far had been nothing short of a miracle, they claimed.
“Of course there haven’t been any fatalities!” Mrs Fenton defends. “Our work is to protect people from those things, not make more! Officers, listen to reason-” Hood snorts disdainfully -”The Red Hood is clearly a ghost! All our systems targeted him the moment they came online - and they only target ecto-entities. He’s clearly taken these heroes under his sway - why else would they be working with a murderer!? You have to do something before he starts up his killing here in Amity!”
The officers look at him a bit hesitantly, but Batman is unmoved and gives the cover story Hood had outlined back in the alley.
Any concerns the locals have are quickly assuaged.
But for the whole explanation, Jason is trying not to shake even as he falls apart in place.
Their little website called them ghost-hunters, making it pretty clear what “ecto-entities” meant.
Their system supposedly only targets ecto-entities.
The system had only targeted him.
The system only targets ghosts.
Jason had died.
A lot of his family members had died, too, granted.
But Jason was the only one who seemed to come back wrong - anger sticking in his throat and never quite fading, an inclination towards violence even when he wasn’t angry well beyond what he’d ever felt before, and a sea of other emotions (that he would never acknowledge aloud) and triggers for those emotions that he always struggled to make heads or tails of.
He doesn’t have the meta gene. He knows that. He knew that.
He just assumed that the test missed it, because he knows he doesn’t know magic - the All Blades being the only exception - and he couldn’t think of another explanation at the time.
But he came back wrong.
And as he stands there, he wonders if he came back at all, mind on Solomon Grundy.
Wonders if he isn’t just some ghost, wandering around possessing his own corpse.
He jolts, as the thought strikes him: what about Danny?
If he’s a ghost and chirping is a ghost thing then what about his KID!?
Absently, he notes that Bruce has started interrogating the cops on what they meant by “ghost attacks.”
He ignores the discussion, hustling for the door in the kitchen down to the lab.
He slams and locks the door behind him - in Red Robin’s face - as he descends, making a b-line for the computer he’d seen when the Fentons had dragged them all down there to start bragging about their crimes.
The only thing Oracle could get out of the whole building was things that were openly available online; direct connections were impossible.
Opening up the screen, he gets to cracking.
Going for the surface level files first, it turns out he doesn’t even need so much as a password to find what he wants.
One of the video game sub-files has an unrelated file in it: ghost notes.
There are plenty of other notes, of course, but he’d only been skimming to start, looking for anything hidden.
The Fenton parents were too open to bother, of course, with plenty of more obvious files strewn haphazardly across the home screen, but it’s always better to check. That there is a hidden file means it was likely made by either Danny or Jazz.
And it’s a treasure trove.
Sub-files for rogues, allies, conditional allies, and “halfas” were what greeted him.
The last being the only term he didn’t recognize, he clicked.
6 files: Clones, Danny, Dani, Dan, Vlad, and Red Hood.
He clicks his own file.
What greets him is a picture of himself 4 days ago, looking just to the left of the lens in an alley that he distinctly remembers searching for the kid in.
Just below is text.
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??? Name: Red Hood
Species: probably a halfa
Status: Nnnneutral? I think? I know, I know, heads in bags. But Valerie tries to kill me all the time! And we’re allies sometimes! Hood- uh- looked for me? Okay I guess I can’t really judge this yet but please read the first met section before you judge please you guys?
First met: Aug 17, 2005, was in Gotham to bother Batman, stopped to think a bit on some fire escape - decide on the first prank yknow - but then my ghost sense went off. It felt like a halfa so I thought “oh cool, must be Dani” so I chirped, but then Red Hood - who was chasing some guy down an alley at the time - froze and looked around. I dropped visibility and chirped again and yeah, he definitely heard it. Humans can’t so he’s definitely a halfa - no glow so he can’t be a full ghost and it felt nothing like an overshadowing.
Ended up following Hood around the rest of week - forgot to prank Batman, damn - and playing hide-and-seek with the chirps. It was really funny. But he very obviously doesn’t know he’s a halfa. But the guy is, like, scary levels of smart, so I’m sure he’ll figure it out on his own now that the chirp thing made it clear that something is up. Hopefully.
I figure I can go back in winter break - he should have it figured out and let his emotions process enough by then to at least hear me out when I explain the AEA and GIW and everything, then it won’t matter so much if he can, like, track me by voice or something if I talk since we’ll have MAD by then.
Despite his reputation, the people living in his haunt seem to love the guy. I can see why. On top of the whole smart he’s actually really nice to people he’s not shooting in the knees (which only even happened one time in the week I was there? It was actually pretty relaxing - most quiet week I’ve had since the portal opened THANK YOU TUCKER for hacking the portal hatch to be inoperable for a week).
Where was I? Oh yeah, he’s actually surprisingly nice to people? So like, I think he’ll probably hear me out if I go back and be polite? I hope. Hate to leave the guy in the dark and him end up on the GIWs dissection table for “lots and lots of painful experiments.”
Not that those guys could even catch the Box Ghost. But uh, Hood doesn’t seem to have powers either? Or if he does he doesn’t know about them I don’t think - he only used the chirp the whole time I was their - not even to cheat with moving around.
Seriously. That guy's acrobatics could make Freakshow’s contortionist green - er, red??? - with envy. Actually wait, aren’t contortionists and acrobats different things?
SAM NOTE: help^?
Powers:
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Jason leans back, breathing deeply.
“Not a full ghost,” “not 'overshadowed'” - a term that sounds likke some kind of cousin to possesision - “definitely a halfa,” “humans can’t hear chirps.”
Halfa.
Half.
Ghost.
Half Ghost.
It should sound absurd - you can’t be half alive and half dead.
But Jason has seen the Lazarus pits, has met Solomon Grundy, has met aliens and bullshit magic and can pull magical swords out of his own damn chest.
Half alive. Half dead.
Hopefully not just a fancy way to say possessing his own corpse.
He doesn’t have time to deal with every file - he’ll “confiscate” one of their USBs with a copy of everything for himself before leaving the rest to Batman & co, of course, minus the halfa files (a small part of him wants to shove his condition in Bruce’s face and demand he kill the clown again even though he knows it’s a futile hope, but the rest - the same part that snapped and denied and refused to say he was a meta less that a day ago now - cannot stomach the thought of even more rejection. Of a Bruce that believes he’s a monster. Of a Bruce that mourns him even while he’s right there. Or at least, more than he already does.) - but while the files copy he take the time to look at Danny’s.
The image has two people, Danny Fenton on one side and a version of the kid in a black hazmat suit with white hair, tanned skin, and painfully familiar green eyes. And floating.
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Human Name: Danny Fenton
Ghost Name: Danny Phantom
Species: Halfa (half-human, half ghost)
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It’s the section after that that makes Jason’s breath catch in his throat.
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Death: The Portal Accident
So like, there was no audio (thank GOD I do not want to hear myself screaming) so. Details: When the portal didn’t work when they plugged it in mom and dad left for fudge, Jazz went to try and talk them into a more realistic career choice than ghosts. Sam and Tucker came over and Sam dared me to climb in and check it out - it was broken anyway so no harm. Except it wasn’t broken, just that my parents put the on button inside. Which I caught myself on when I tripped on a wire.
Anyway, electrocution!
(T - Danny for the love of god be more serious, the cheerful tone is creepy)
(D - Hey! I’m the one who died! Shouldn’t I at least get to write my own epitaph)
(S - …Danny this is not an epitaph. You don’t even HAVE a grave)
(D - wow way to rub it in Sam)
(T - yeah Sam)
(S - ugh! Whatever, just stop with the chatting in official files)
(T - “official”)
(S - Tucker.)
(T - shutting up now)
Electrocution! I got zapped to death, but the ectoplasm from the portal was also opening up on top of me and a lot got bonded to me I guess (S - probably because of the electricity with how you ended up with some of Vortex' powers for a little while) at the same time said electricity was reviving me? - probably getting my heart beating again or something, I was a little busy screaming to pay attention (T - yeah okay we're going to Nasty Burger after this. And playing Doomed) - not that it would’ve mattered without the ghostification preventing me from melting me all the way to death.
Status: Me!
Powers:
Chirps! (ghost echolocation of some kind! humans can't hear em - halfas can, of course, in either form)
Form Change (really Sam? This barely counts)
Human form
Ghost form (no need to breathe)
Flight (last clock speed 210mph) (T - and climbing. Dang dude)
Invisibility (S - don’t forget shareable.) (Shareable. sigh)
Intangibility (Shareable)
Ecto Rays (eyes & hands) (T - and butt) (D - dude! I’m deleting that. Tucker why can't I delete it. TUCKER) (T - bow down in awe of my ksill) (S - ksill) (D - ksill) (T - yeah okay it’s permanent now) (D - aw man!)
Ghost Sense (S - why do we never test your range?) (D - no need? They always make themselves obvious or are being sneaky specifically to annoy me so *shrug*) (S - I still think we should test it)
Power Absorption (that time with Vortex’s weather powers)
Cryokinesis (Wayyyyy to much ice. NOT testing max output on that) (T - yeah frozen city was enough, let’s not cause an ice age. Tech needs some cool but too much is still bad and I just upgraded Patricia)
Ghostly Wail (cone of destruction, very exhausting - always at max output. Not to be used)
GHOST FORM ONLY (but really just never)
Cartoon Body (D - what???) (S - Freakshow literally turned you into a puddle and you just turned back and were fine. I don’t know what else to call that) (D - okay fair. but:)
GHOST FORM ONLY
Physical Enhancement (better strength, speed, stamina, durability, reflexes, balance, etc much better than human) (T - why does this look like dnd knockoff stats haha)
GHOST FORM ONLY (S - obviously mr last place in PE)
Resistances (pretty solid on the overshadowing, avoided being taken in by Ember until targeted, didn’t get turned to stone during the Medusa thing) (S - which was pure luck! Be careful!)
Ecto Electricity (ghost stinger, but I really don’t think this counts Sam. I mean I just. Make my ecto zappy. But it’s still just ecto) (S - so is your ICE and you don’t just call that "just cold ecto") (D - fine, but it feels overly specific) (S - maybe writing it all down will make you stop. Forgetting. POWERS!) (D - come on Sam that was a lucky hit! I was distracted! And it turned out fine!) (S - Fenton…) (D - oop okay doing fire now)
Ecto Fire (made Dash’s shoes melty that one time by make the ecto hot) (T - really needs more testing)
Tech possession (chasing Technus into computers, not very tested)
Ghost form only, i guess?
Overshadowing (control people, copy their voice, invade dreams - the control one erases the person’s memory so they don’t know they were overshadowed just lost time. I hate Walker. SO much) (T - rip Danny’s reputation, you’ll be missed)
Probably ghost form only
Duplication (T - That’s optimistic) (D - I’M WORKING ON IT OKAY!?) (S - pretty sure it just falls under cartoon body until you can actually separate) (D - :( betrayal)
Probably ghost form only
More? (D - ugh I hope not) (T - hey don’t say that, maybe you’ll get a power to make the JL give a crap about Amity) (D - honestly I’m getting pretty close to letting Boxy loose in Gotham) (S - Danny, don’t stoop to their level!) (D - it's only box ghost!) (T - I mean he has a point)
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Jason changes his mind, seeing the commentary, and deletes the entire hidden file from the computer as soon as his copy is made. He can go over everything and bring any important info to Bruce separately, the bat’s can just chew on the parents’ files for now.
Once the original files are thoroughly and irretrievably removed he pockets his shiny new USB, makes a second one with all the official files, and heads back up and out - carelessly brushing past a thoroughly irate Red Robin with a pair of firemen and broken jaws of life. And not a scratch on the door; impressive - just in time to get Oracle’s text that he’s got 2 hours and 16 minutes to be at the location on his HUD so he can “arrive” to Amity.
And a fresh set of civilian clothes will be waiting in the plane, Alfred as reliable as ever.
“Files,” he says, tossing the safe USB to Batman and interrupting his interrogation of the police officer.
He catches it effortlessly of course, but the officer stops paying attention to him to jolt at Hood’s reappearance - even outside of Gotham his reputation is fierce.
“I sent a copy to myself. I’ll review them and give you an overview, but other than that consider this the end of my involvement in this little shitshow,” he says, continuing smoothly to the door. “I’m heading back to Gotham.”
Now, he has a little over two hours before Jason Todd needs to arrive in Amity Park. He only needs to lay hands on a laptop that he can isolate from Babs’ influence and he should be able to review the Halfa files in full before he "lands" - after he figures out just why the kid has a grudge against the JL.
#The defenses only attacked jason because the others are liminal#But not quite liminal enough for the Fenton House to pick up on#He’s the only one who died and had it really *stick* thus why he’s the only halfa#Sure the others died but they were all revived fully#Death left a stain#Not a chain#Jason has one foot in the grave#The others bat’s just have some graveyard dirt smudged on their pants cuffs#I can keep going with the metaphors#lol#Anyway#Their contamination is. Like. not worse than the average person living on the opposite side of the city as the Fentons#(which is a lot compared to everyone else in the whole world#but not much in terms of “will the house shoot me”#Fenton ghost detecting devices aren’t that precise yet)#The “files” aren’t super professional because like. They’re 14.#It’s organized sure but it’s not gonna be scientific paper levels (& they’d feel uncomfy making it too scientific sounding)#There’s powers missing on purpose (not thinking of thing as a power. All 3 forgot about it. Etc)#So why did the JL ignore Amity you ask?#Info blackout#One does not simply ignore the Meta Protection Acts and pretend to be a gov’t agency without taking precautions#Everything out of Amity Park is sanitized as hell. (ha#and doesn’t that just fit the GIW clean-obsession)#“But Mutable!” I hear you cry “What about Undergrowth & Vortex!”#I don’t remember Undergrowth’s radius of effect but I’m saying my AU he was Amity-only and the GIW set up a blockade to intimidate witnesse#Same deal with Pariah town-knapping the place (GIW base was JUST out of the town-knapping radius. Lucky them)#As for Vortex#the storms themselves made it impossible to track anything through normal means#(ie no cams caught Sam & Tucker’s jet taunting Vortex except some people with cells on the street. But wind killed all the audio)#So as far as the world is concerned there was a freak storm and it went away
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An Accidental Bridge
Sam/Darlin' fluff | 1759 words
(I hc Darlin' with a stutter; read here for more.)
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Sam’s mind was gently pulled into consciousness as a great horned owl called from outside his bedroom. He glimpsed at the clock on the wall. Nine o'clock. Still late evening, not yet time to be up. Enticed by the owl's promise of a set sun, though, Sam slipped off his blankets.
Bare feet met hardwood as he left the bed, eyes still closed in an attempt to at least stay half-asleep. He shuffled over to his window and pulled back the black-out curtains before feeling around for the latch. His fingers found it just as a sliver of a voice snuck through the silence:
“SSSam?”
He gave a groggy response as he opened the window, “Jus’ gettin’ someair…”
Darlin’ gave a low hum of approval and rolled over to face him. Sam made his way back over and climbed into their bed with all the grace of a drunk bat, eliciting a sleep-laden giggle from his mate.
“Oh, hush,” he grumbled, his smile unwittingly trickling into his voice, “I’m barely awake.” He drew Darlin’ to his chest.
They both drifted in and out of sleep, lulled by the owl’s repeated call. The cool air of early night seeped into their room; the two snuggled further under the covers in response.
"I can feel your magic,” Sam mumbled. It was an uncommon sensation; usually, Darlin' only let their magic extend beyond themself when they felt safe. And they rarely felt safe.
“Yours t-t-too...”
“Feel good?”
Sam felt them nod. He gave them a small kiss before asking, “What’s it feel like?”
Darlin’ drew sleepy circles on his chest as they tuned into his magic. After a few moments of silence, they spoke—slowly, like they were savoring a flavor in their mouth:
“It’s l-l-like….sinking into a wwwarm b-b-bath..it’s like a…b-b-bass…low and in-in the b-back…thrumming…ocean wwwaves under a full mmmoon…immmmense…soothing…l-like aloe v-vera on skin after a-a sunny day…”
Joy swelled in Sam's chest and he tightened his arms around them. “I love the way you put that, darlin’,” he murmured.
Darlin’ smiled softly, sleep tugging at them. “How's mmmine?”
“Yours? Mmm…” Sam allowed Darlin’s magic to seep into him. “Your magic…is like fireworks. Those kinds that you light and then toss into the street to see them spin real quick and change colors…you’re the buzz after a concert...the windswept euphoria when you get off a roller coaster…you’re stargazin' durin' a meteor shower…your magic feels like…like…”
Home.
Darlin’ jumped.
They pushed themself up a bit and stared at Sam with wide eyes.
“What? What is it?” he asked, staring back in concern.
They shook their head. “Fuck, I-I-I heard y-you in-in mmmmy head.”
Sam mouthed a small ‘oh’. Seeing that Darlin’ was more startled than scared, he relaxed slightly. “You think we might of bridged?”
Darlin’ gave a small nod. “I-I didn’t mmmmean t-t-to.”
“Me neither,” Sam assured them, “Guess we were just…in tune with each other.”
They dropped their gaze. "I...I-I haven't d-d-d-done that in-in...in a l-l-l-long t-t-time."
"Me neither," Sam replied. He studied them a moment before asking, "Are you okay?"
They nodded again. "Are-are y-you?"
Sam couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just worried about you."
Darlin' lowered their head back onto his chest. “I-I’m fine. J-just…surprised mmme,” they muttered, trying to slow Sam's heartrate with their words.
Sam ran one hand up and down their back, with the other in their hair. When he felt like they had both reached a state of calm again, he asked, “Is that somethin' you’d be interested in doin' with me?"
After no response, he added, "S'alright if the answer’s no.”
"You don't wwwant that. N-not wwwwith mmme."
Shut down. It was the kind of response he often got from them. It was the kind of response he couldn't stand. He knew it was a form of protection, and they had been getting better about it. But still, every so often, Darlin' would deny him or themself something in the belief that they were broken or unworthy or dangerous. Every time, it simultaneously burned Sam's heart and broke it.
"Why do you say that?" he asked, trying to keep his tone gentle.
Darlin' bit the inside of their cheek. When he was met with no response again, Sam kissed the top of their head and entreated, "Please, Darlin'. You don't have to speak quick. You don't even have to give an explanation. But please don't ignore me entirely."
Fuck. How could words spoken soft as candlelight twist guilt into their gut like a knife? Darlin' buried their face into Sam's chest, breathing in his scent. It steadied them.
Finally, they responded, their voice muffled by Sam's sleepshirt, "It...fucking s-sucks…in-in mmmy head."
There it was.
Sam sighed, "That may be true, for you. But that doesn't mean I don't want to bridge with you. I'm not scared of your thoughts, darlin'."
"B-but you should b-be.”
"But I'm not," Sam pushed back, just a little. Silence fell between them, and he let it. Darlin' had answered his question. There was no point in trying to convince them how he felt. He kissed their head once again in silent reassurance that he was not mad and closed his eyes, hoping to get a bit more sleep.
Darlin' bit harder at the inside of their cheek, their mind buzzing with frustration. The owl outside made itself known again; Darlin' laid in indecision as they listened to it call over and over. They could feel Sam's magic—not reaching out but still present. His magic was safe. He was safe. He was strong. Stronger than they were. Braver. Calmer. Steadier.
When Darlin' finally spoke, their voice was small and soft and scared:
"I-I wwwwant t-to try...if-if you also wwwant t-to."
Sam felt his heart skip. He craned his neck to the side to make eye contact with Darlin' as he asked, "You sure? I don't want you doin' this if you're not really wantin’ it."
"You-you give mmme all of you. I-I wwant to do the same. E-Even if it scares mme," they whispered, "I-I wwwant t-to b-be b-brave for you."
"You don't have to."
"B-but I wwant t-to."
Sam studied their face for a moment before kissing their forehead and whispering, "Alright. Thank you, darlin'. But if we start and you don’t like it, you tell me and we’ll stop, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Good…is there a certain way you want to lay or sit?"
"N-n-no. You?"
"Nah, this is perfect."
Sam closed his eyes and leaned his head back against his pillow, running his hand through Darlin's hair. Darlin' closed their eyes as well, listening to Sam's heart.
It was quick. Almost as quick as the first time. When the bridge reformed, Sam could feel Darlin's body tense against his. Through the bridge, he felt the tension in his own muscles. He kissed the top of their head.
It's okay. You're safe.
“Fuck.” Fuck, woah, that's fucking weird.
I'm going to fuck this up.
I shouldn't have done this.
I'm just going to hurt you—
—hey, hey, it's ok.
Fuck, sorry, I'll try to quiet down...
...Do you think anyone's ever tried bridging with more than one person at one time?
If you can do that, could you make a true hive mind?
Bee people. Bee shifters? Are there any insect shifters—
—fuck! Sorry!
"SSSorry..." Darlin' muttered. Sam giggled and stroked Darlin's head. The sensation soothed them both.
You're alright, darlin'.
I don’t mind your thoughts.
But you should—
—shut up, Tank—
—fuck, I wish I would just shut up!
Sorry…
...Your head is so quiet.
Shit, I don't mean quiet like empty I just—
—god I am such an ass!
You're not an ass, darlin'.
Damn, I love you.
I love you.
"I love you, darlin'."
Darlin’s body went lax at the assurance. Their mind stilled for just a moment. Tap tap tap. Darlin’ tapped Sam’s chest three times—a gesture he’d come to learn meant ‘I love you’. The feeling of their own fingers echoed against Darlin’s chest.
I love you, too.
So much.
Fuck what time is it?
Shit, we’ve got to get up soon.
Do we?
It’s…Saturday? Yeah, Saturday.
Fuck yeah, we can stay in bed.
We could make breakfast.
More like you could make breakfast, I’m shit at cooking.
I’m shit at most things.
I don’t even think I’m doing this right—
—you’re doin’ just fine, pup.
Sam’s heart skipped as he realized what he’d just thought. Or maybe it was Darlin’s heart skipping, he couldn’t quite tell. His eyes shot open, and he looked down at Darlin’, whose face was already turning red. Sam’s own face began to burn too.
“Fuck, Darlin’, I’m so sorry.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to think that.
That wasn’t appropriate.
I should have asked before—
—fuck…
For once, Darlin’s head was quiet. Like static. Sam’s stomach fluttered. Or maybe it was Darlin’s. The bridge was somehow deepening, and Sam struggled to differentiate where the feelings were originating.
I know wolves can be particular with those kinds of names.
Especially when their mates aren’t wolves.
I should have asked.
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…
Sam’s thoughts slowed as Darlin’ pressed a soft kiss to his lips. They buried their face into his neck.
“Darlin’?”
I liked that.
You…what? "What?"
Darlin’ groaned quietly, “I-I liked it.”
Call me it again—
—wait, I mean, uh, um…
A grin stretched across Sam’s face. “Oh yeah?” he cooed, stroking the nape of Darlin’s neck.
You like bein’ called pup?
Sam giggled as his stomach fluttered at the word; this time he could tell that feeling definitely came from Darlin’.
You just a little puppy?
My puppy?
“SSSSSaaaammm…” Darlin’ whined.
Sam pulled his body back a bit. Darlin’ turned their head to look up at him. The blush on their cheeks made Sam swoon, but he still had to be sure:
“I can stop, darlin’,” Sam said, his voice soft but serious.
Darlin’ shook their head. “N-no.” It’s just, nobody’s ever called me that…
Sam couldn’t stop grinning. Their blush. The way they ducked their head and avoided his eyes. The weakness in their voice. He rarely saw Darlin’ so bashful.
Well it’s about time…
My sweet puppy…
C’mere… "C'mere."
Darlin’ hummed as they curled themself around Sam once more, tangling their limbs with his. Sam ran his hands through their hair as they traced their fingers over his chest. The two sank into repose as their sensations and thoughts melded and lost origin.
Sam breathed deep and murmured, “Such a good pup.”
Your pup.
#I'M FINALLY DONE WITH THIS FIC#IT TOOK WEEKS CAUSE I COULDN'T FIGURE OUT WHAT TO DO WITH IT/WHERE TO TAKE IT#anyway i tried to show intrusive/unintentional thoughts with the small font but idk how effectively it came across#also sam and darlin are green and purple respectively in part because i feel like those are their colors#and also in part because i love that color combo#(tho i do love orange for sam and red for darlin too)#also i do want to say that i don’t think anyone owes their partner all of them#but that seems to be sam and darlin’s dynamic so i had to write it that way to keep them in character#and i was referencing the ba when sam bites darlin for the first time#this fic is building off of some stuff ive been writing over the past like two weeks about darlin's wolf and what their wolf is called#for more of that check out this tag>>>#mayhem is brewing#redacted fanfic#redacted audio#redacted fandom#redacted asmr#redactedverse#redacted darlin#redacted sam#redacted headcanons#redactedasmr
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It's really funny to me that when Porter told Vincent "I meant it when I said he sees me as a friend and you as a child... HIS child. He loves you, Vincent." He said it like it was supposed to be some shocking revelation.
Because I remember when William first met Lovely, he said that this was basically “the supernatural equivalent of meeting the parents”
I've been under the impression that William and Vincent have a father-son relationship since DAY 1.
This was not the plot twist you thought it was Porter.
#should i pull out the record scratch sound effect for you porter?#not to mention that vincent literally calls william “old man”#thats some father-son shit#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted vincent#redacted lovely#redacted porter#redacted william#redacted solaire clan#redacted vampires
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This is so corny I'm sorry but I couldn't stop thinking abt it if yk me irl u did not see this💔
Au by @eights-world
#never drew shoujo effect properly before so have my mediocre attempt#I'm SO normal about them#petey the cat#dog man#dogman#dogman au#ssau#supa serious.au#detey#petey the cat my beloved#chicken run audio
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