#curse of being on mobile mainly

[17seven76]

Fun fact both Juice and Ten are characters that you can guess in akinator, but Nine is not. I am sad.

I had to go and test this myself and I ended up getting THIS before ANY of the characters from 17776

[astrialuvs]

"Captured Moments“

➻ SYNOPSIS : When the mischievous twins playfully meddle with Suna's phone, capturing plenty of candid snapshots of you, he finds himself appreciating more than just the stolen moments. The stolen glances unveil a budding connection that goes beyond the surface.

➻ PAIRING : suna rintaro x reader

➻ GENRE : fluff, mutual pining

➻ CONTENT WARNING : slight cursing

➻ WORD COUNT : 746 words

a/n: repost from old account | happy na birthday mo pa!~

another note: the twins definitely know what they're doing 😉

You've grown familiar with Suna Rintaro's daily routine for who knows how long—long enough to recognize his habits and routines such as volleyball, casual banter with the twins, and being perpetually glued to his phone.

As you were making your way towards the place where you normally have lunch, Suna was absorbed in a mobile game and unconsciously wandering about. After losing another round, he hissed for the nth time. You keep a close eye on him, apprehending that he is unaware of his surroundings.

"Excuse me!!!" someone yelled from the back. A group of students carrying boxes rushes through. You stepped aside to give them more room to pass, but Suna maintained his pace.

"Watch out, Rin," you cautioned, tugging on his sleeve and holding him close to you until the students passed.

You tried to give him a mild reprimand for not paying attention; instead, he flashed a rare smile and uttered, "I know you're always there to keep an eye on me.

You averted your gaze to the side at his response. His words lingered, tugging at the strings of your emotions, and you found yourself momentarily breathless.

No. Actually, everything he says and does for you makes your heart skip a thousand beats. You felt the tips of your fingers go cold. You silently wished for a split second to keep your emotions at bay.

"Suna!~ Y/n!~" 

The appearance of the twins disrupted the moment, and Suna's reaction was palpable. Atsumu and Osamu casually walk toward you too. You didn't miss the way Suna's left eye twitched, possibly because of their appearance or maybe because of how loud they are. Or maybe both.

Amidst the chaos, you were startled when you felt a large, warm, calloused hand on your hand. Suna grasped your hand and carefully tugged it off of his sleeve, making you realize that you still clung to his sleeve.

"Your hands feel cold. Are you 'lright?" he inquired.

"Hmm-. Y-yeah. I'm fine. Must be the cold weather," you stammer awkwardly as you reach for your hands, but Suna firmly grasps your hand with both of his hands, seemingly forgetting about his previous activity.

'Oh goodness,' you thought as you noticed your heartbeat quickening.

Lunchtime unfolded, and you found yourselves sharing a table. Except for Suna, who doesn't make lunch for himself, the rest of you settled on one of the tables and took out your own lunches. The twins hatched a mischievous plan involving Suna's phone as soon as he handed over his phone to head to the counter to order his own lunch. 

As soon as he leaves, the twins seize an opportunity to play a prank on Suna's phone when he heads to the counter. The twins, mainly Atsumu, flop themselves beside you, ripping out the phone from your hand, to which you quickly protested.

You hesitated, but eventually succumbed. Unlocking his phone discreetly, you wish Suna hadn't changed his phone's lock after seeing how many times he unlocked it.

As his phone got unlocked, the three of you clamored quietly, the twins comically shaking you. You took notice that his wallpaper display is a blurred silhouette of you, but before you could fully recognize it, the twins attempted to invade his phone, only to be thwarted by password-protected apps. In a spontaneous move, they redirected the camera toward you, capturing candid moments.

"Such a bummer."

"You scumbags," Suna cussed as the twins fled off the scene. You, on the other hand, lowered your head, fully aware that you were complicit in the crime. You braced yourself for what he was going to say, only to have him tell you to continue to eat.

A little later, while Suna opened and checked his phone, he flopped on his bed with one hand behind his head. checking each app to see if the three of you had changed or discovered anything.

He was lying on his bed as he scrolled through his phone. He smiles bashfully as he examines each photo, somehow thinking of how he will confess to you someday.

The first smile after finding out about the stolen shots withered away when facing the twins' stunts. He erased their photographs in haste, but he paused on the candid snaps of you with a shy smile as his future disclosure.

[mayariviolet]

Random AOT Headcanons - Modern AU

(ft. Eren, Connie, Sasha, and Jean)

summary: Stuff I couldn’t formulate into a coherent or long enough post. Kinda fluff? I just want them to be happy tbh🥺.

a/n: Mostly character traits for my fic temperance! 👀 But honestly, this is how I picture them in general. I’ve been missing my own story lately (even though I’m literally responsible for writing it💀).

Eren:

Addicted to those shitty mobile games. He’ll turn on airplane mode just so he doesn’t get stupid pop-up ads.

Since he’s an avid mobile gamer, if he’s out of whatever resource he needs, he’ll pay that $2.99 for a ‘booster pack’ or whatever.

Hates cilantro. Despises it. He gets lowkey mad when he sees it on his plate💀

Has those ‘Ken’-like senses whenever Mikasa needs him. He will drop whatever he is doing to save his girl!

If Mikasa is shopping at Aritzia- Eren will probably chill on the boyfriend couches or play with the arcade machine. Like I said before, since he has those ‘Ken’-like senses, he’ll immediately stop whatever he’s doing for Mikasa (she’s perfectly fine and just dropped her chapstick).

Listens to anything Metro Boomin produces. Also, listens to Mitski (Class of 2013 fs).

Connie:

His ringtone is ‘Gucci Flip Flops’ by Bhad Baby. It started off ironic just so he could piss Eren and Jean off, but he’s now one of her biggest stans.

He won’t stop playing ‘Gucci Flip Flops’ (while he’s in the shower, getting ready, cooking, etc.) to the point where Eren and Jean have threatened to evict him. Connie says they’re “Silencing female musicians” and continues playing the song.

HE IS A HOT GIRL! HE LOVES MEGAN THEE STALLION!

Likes to wear beanies in the winter.

Adds extra marshmallows in his hot chocolate☕️.

Has an extensive shoe collection (mainly Jordan’s).

Posts those: ‘Show younger you or a bad [insert month]’ templates on Instagram. (He genuinely believes that not posting it will curse him).

Sasha:

Avid Google Maps user. Only to find really good hole-in-the-wall restaurants, though.

Writes restaurant reviews on Google Maps for fun.

Gets mad when said restaurants become popular (my sister in Christ- you wrote the reviews telling people to go there…)

Her favourite music consists of Fleetwood Mac, TWICE, New Jeans and old country/blues.

She cries over those little Korean baby variety shows whenever she gets them on her for you page.

Always carries a packet of ketchup and hot sauce in her wallet.

She gets those ‘This was meant for you’ tarot card readings on TikTok and watches all the way through.

Sends those OBSCENE emoji chain mail text messages to Connie and Jean because it’s funny.

Jean:

Posts gym photos like a harlot.

Sends Connie those ‘Post younger you or bad month’ templates because it’s funny to see him get flustered…

He really likes pop-punk music and one direction (I don’t make the rules).

One time, he walked in on Connie and Sasha watching Ru Paul’s drag race, and he was being such a little shit disturber about it. Until he realized four hours had passed and he was already watching the Queens getting fitted for their final looks.

Rise and Grind- Chicken, rice and unseasoned broccoli mf… Until he got bored of prepping the same meals. He’s become a better cook because of it!

He and Connie love getting high and fucking around while baking those Betty Crocker cake mixes (funfetti or chocolate).

Jean’s favourite movie is The Big Short.

One time, he sat on a Nutella sandwich Connie left on the couch, and Eren accused him of shitting himself. Jean got so heated that they almost fist-fought until Armin had to mediate.

a/n: I’ve been procrastinating napping💀… I’m gonna do that now and work on my Geto fic… hehe…

[theunholyrogue]

a bad day (Bayv! Donnie x GN! Reader) part 2

Finally!! I have had major writer’s block over this part so I hope this cuts it! :)

Tw: angst; happy ending, description of pain and wounds, abuse/physical assault, hints of SA, cursing, hints towards sex, 18+.

Tag: @lovelyladylavie (SORRY IT TOOK FOREVER! 🥺)

read part one here

What the hell had happened?

You groaned, your head pounding as you started to come to. You felt the dirty, rough carpet scratch against the side of your face, individual strands flush against your eye, invading your ocular space as your lids fluttered open.

Had they hit you?

Your vision was spotty with black orbs and your mouth was dry. You wondered how long you had been passed out while manuvering your arms and hands to your side, slowly pushing your upper body off of the floor. Your body was damn-near retaliating against you, you hadn’t taken a cold shower to cool your muscles down after your fight, your face was aching from the blow to your nose, and the rest of your head followed suit with a pounding migraine.

Once you sat up, you held your palm to your head, applying pressure in a weak attempt to take the pain away, especially as you pushed yourself to your feet and leaned against the nearby wall. You gazed around, the room being left still and quiet, noticing the brown shards of a beer bottle scattered about the floor.

Bloody hell…

Moving forward, you walked around the corner of the room, looking into the kitchen and saw it just as messy as it been left earlier that day, at least you assumed it was the same day. You eyes focused on the stovetop clock, reading over the green digits.

01:15

You paused, patting the pockets on your jacket and then looking back into the living room, spotting your phone underneath the coffee table covered in butts and booze. You stumbled over, bending over and pulling the mobile device out from it’s hiding spot. You sighed a breath of relief to see that it was only the next day, you were only out for a few hours.

You also noticed the amount of texts and missed calls from Donatello, as well as the other turtles and April, concerned for your safety and why you weren’t answering them. For your safety and theirs, nobody in your friend group knew where you resided, so you could understand their worries if they couldn’t even come check on you.

You proceeded in checking the rest of the house, seeing that your guardian was gone. You had suspected that they went to work, so you took time opportunity to lock yourself up in your room. You flipped the lights on, moaning as the brightness overloaded your senses and caused your head to pound, but you knew that you needed to inspect the back of your head.

Thankfully, you didn’t feel any shards of glasses lodged into your scalp, however, you did have a cut that had slowed down in bleeding, you still felt like it was open enough to need medical intervention.

Checking your phone once again, thumb swiping through various notifications — halfway ignoring the majority — you tapped on the text thread between Raphael and yourself.

You were closest to Raphael outside of Donatello. It wasn’t always that way, however. It took the mutant some time to get used to you, especially since you and his brother started dating. He eventually warmed up to you once he realized that you weren’t going anywhere, and a great friendship had blossomed. You two would train together occasionally, take out silly frustrations on each other through boxing — him mainly due to Leo and you, your homelife and other human-directed problems.

You were upset at Donatello for how he had ditched you earlier, and seeing April’s notifications didn’t help with the negative feelings that continued to fester. So, you tapped on Raphael’s icon and started to call him instead.

Ring…

Ring…

“Where the hell are you?!” Raphael’s voice boomed over the speaker. You could hear the rest of the turtles asking various questions — Is it them? Are they okay? What happened? And so on…

“M’house,” you replied, your voice cracking from lack of use.

“Are you alright? What happened?”

You shook your head, looking outside the window as you spoke, “I think I need a stitch.”

“Why?”

You explained what had happened when you got home, how the wound felt, and how you felt at this moment.

“ ‘Right, Don can-,”

“No,” you interrupted, walking over to your bed and collapsing onto it, “I don’t want his help, he didn’t have time for me earlier so I don’t want it now,” you continued.

The other end of the line was quiet for a few moments, and you started to speak to fill the silence.

“I’m just letting you know that I’m fine. See ya’ later,” you hung up before anybody could speak up. Dropping the phone to your side, you pushed yourself off of the bed and stumbled out of the bedroom, making your way into the bathroom. Figuring a shower would help with the overwhelming body pain and cleansing of your wounded head, you didn’t hesitate at the opportunity.

You weren’t sure how much time had passed since you started your shower, but as soon as you turned the knobs to cut the water off and exit, it was much colder in the room than it was when you first entered. You shivered, grabbing a towel from its hanging spot on the outside of the glass door and wrapping it around your body.

“Why is it freezing?” You quietly asked yourself as you stepped out of the bathroom, looking at the thermostat across the hall and setting it at a higher temp. You rushed to your room afterwards to get dressed, nearly jumping out of your skin when you saw your boyfriend sitting on the edge of your bed.

“Ahh!”

“Ahh!” He screamed back, averting his gaze as if he had never seen your body before — much less wrapped up in a towel.

“How did you know where I live?!” You asked, gripping the towel.

“You’re asking me that question?” Donatello asked, looking from the window to the ceiling.

“Okay, true… Why are you here?”

“Because I was worried about you, especially after-,”

You cut the terrapin off, “No, shouldn’t you be with April? Fixing a camera? Helping with an issue? Ya’ know, running to the damsel in distress like you always do?” You snapped.

Donatello mumbled your name.

“I’m sick of it! I have never asked you for anything more important than to come to just one of my matches, the most important match, and no — April O’Neil and her camera were more important to you than I was. I am your partner, but I’m not going to stay with you if I always get treated like the second choice, I don’t deserve that, especially when all I have done to you was love you unconditionally and supported you through everything,” You let it all go, allowing a tear or two to slip as you spoke.

You expected Donatello to give his condolences, to turn around and leave. That had been his reaction to minor arguments in the past between the two, as if the genius was inept to normal conversations. You sucked a deep breath in as his gaze swapped from ceiling to floor, watching for any reaction he could have, minor or major.

You just knew it was going to end here.

And you weren’t ready for it…

The terrapin stood up from the edge of your bed, towering over you even at the slight distance you both had between you. Your gaze followed him as he walked over to you, standing in front of you for a mere moment before dropping to his knees and bowing over your feet. Startled, you stepped back and avoided kicking him in the face, but you froze as he started to speak, listening as your name slipped off of his tongue.

“I have been the worst partner to you, my dear. I have not put you first in my life and that is completely unacceptable. I don’t have an excuse for treating you this way, and I am so sorry for making you feel like you came last to me. I understand if you want to end our relationship, to find better than I have been giving you, but, if you’ll give me the chance, I promise to show you that you are my number one, that you are my person, and that you’ll never, I mean never, come last again.”

You felt your heart flip in your chest, your anxiety relieving itself that the situation did not have the outcome that you had expected.

Reaching out, you placed your hand on his shell and sat on your knees in front of him. You moved your hand from his shell to underneath his chin, ushering the turtle to look up at you.

“You have the chance,” you replied softly, causing his face to light up. He raised up from his bowing position and wrapped his arms around your body, pulling you into a hug.

Burying his face into your neck, Donatello mumbled multiple ‘I love you's' into your skin.

“Ya’ love me?”

“Well, of course,” he replied.

“Prove it,” you mumbled, a smirk crossing along your features, sending Donatello in for a loop.

“I’ll prove it, but only after I stitch your cut,” he winked.

————

You found yourself waking up in your bed, alone. Rubbing your eyes and knocking the sleep buildup away, you looked over at your nightstand to see a notecard along a packet of Tylenol and a bottle of water. You reached over and grabbed the packet, opening it and quickly downing the pills with your water before looking at the note.

“Good morning, my love. I left you some headache medication and water, you may need it after last night ;). I love you. -D.”

Rolling your eyes and making an attempt to stop the giddy smile forming on your face, you reached for you phone to glance over the notifications. You paused and read one particular text sent by Raphael not too long ago.

“For someone who is mad at Donnie, you sure left a lotta hickeys on his neck.”

You felt your face start to burn as you gazed over the text, tossing your phone aside before yanking it back into your grip and responding,

“Shut up, mind your business.”

Ding!

“Well it’s hard to mind my own when your business is covering him head to toe, :P”

You mentally cursed at the turtle, but what could you do at this point?

———

After making sure that your guardian was asleep, you dressed yourself in a casual attire and made your way down to the gym to talk to your coach about the incident that happened the night before between you and Eric.

“You ain’ got no worries! He was caught on tape from before the match to afta’.” Your coach explained.

“Eric is banned from our gym and we have let locals know. Howeva’ it’s up ta’ you if you wanna press charges or not,” he continued, looking to you and waiting for an answer.

Despite the evidence that you had, you shook your head. You had heard of way to many people getting hurt or more over situations such as this, and the only thing you wanted to do was to let it go.

Your coach asked if you were sure, and you were adamant on dropping the entire thing. You knew that you were unlikely to see the boy again, and you felt a great sense of ease knowing that you had the turtles on your side. Anybody would call you stupid for not pressing charges, but you truly didn’t have the means or support to move forward with doing so.

After speaking to your coach, you found yourself knocking on April’s apartment door.

You had nothing against the female, even if you and your boyfriend had had arguments involving her. You knew that she was never intentionally trying to cause you two to argue, plus you knew that she defended you because you had heard it in more cases than one when it came to Donatello venting. While you two were really only close because of the turtles, you knew that you could depend on her for anything, to be there for you.

You watched as the door opened up and she greeted you warmly, allowing you to come inside and asked what was up.

“I need a place to stay,” you stated, watching for her response.

She nodded, “Okay, I have an extra bedroom, is everything okay at yours?”

You shook your head, “No, it’s never been okay. My guardian is a raging alcoholic who is plummeting further into debt over their addiction rather than paying for household bills. Last night they got physical in a scratch we had and they hit me over the head with a bottle and I’m fearing for my life, but what’re the cops gonna do? They’ve never helped me in the past and kept me there with them.” You explained, allowing yourself to be vulnerable.

“Oh my, yeah, of course you can stay,” April replied.

“I can help with bills or groceries, whatever you need, at least until I can get my own place,” you stated, but she shook her head.

“Don’t worry about any of that right now. You are most than welcome to stay here as long as you like, but focus on getting out of school first.”

You nodded, allowing a breath that you had been holding in unknowingly to be released and smiled, “Thank you,” you spoke and hugged the female.

April hugged you back, waiting for you to pull away first before you left her apartment and headed back to your home.

Quietly, you grabbed a duffle bag and packed your clothes and shoes into it. You hadn’t realized how little that you actually owned until making this decision, and the duffle still had room for your toiletries.

You didn’t own very many personal belongings, not with how your guardian would snoop around your room at times and destroy it at others. So whatever you did own, you managed to stuff it down into your book-bag or your smaller duffle that you used for boxing. Whatever you had left could be considered junk for your guardian to rummage through, and you quickly scurried out of the apartment with your three bags.

April had already had the room set up for you when you had got back, and you took an hour or so to unpack and put away what you had brought.

“Looks like we’ll have to go shopping. The closet is hardly full and you haven’t touched the dresser, yet!”

“Hey, I’m content with the little I have!” You giggled, putting away your shoes and turning to April, revealing the half empty closet, “Annnnd, done!”

“Yeah, you need more clothes. Anywho, here is your key to the apartment,” she stated and held out a silver key in her hand. You took it and attached it to your keychain, thanking her in the process.

“Hey, I’m about to head down to the lair, want to tag along?” You asked, but April shook her head.

“Sorry, I’m working this evening. Tell the guys that I said hey!” She replied before leaving the room.

———

It was well into the late afternoon by the time you were heading to the lair. April had been long gone at work and so you took your normal shortcuts to get the turtle’s hideout. However, you felt a sudden grip around your arm that had yanked you into the alleyway you were walking by, with a calloused hand covering your mouth.

You looked up at the perpetrator to see that it was Eric, who looked like he was about to tear New York City apart.

“Missed me?” He asked, his bushy red eyebrows furrowed together as his body pressed against yours. He held his leg against yours to avoid being kneed like last night, and his free hand had managed to maneuver both of your wrists above your head in one swoop.

“I might’ve let you get away easily last night, but you won’t be as lucky today. I heard that I’m banned from all the gyms around hear now, but what I wanna know is did you press charges?”

You shook your head, a grin now growing along his features, “Maybe you should’ve, ‘cause I ain’t going away.”

You felt his breath hit your neck, and you trembled against his body. As much as you tired to fight back, Eric had you in a hold that you were struggling to free yourself from.

Slamming your eyes shut, you waited for this nightmare to be over, and suddenly you felt an over-looming presence in the air.

“Step away from my girl, or else,” you heard a familiar voice whisper, opening one of your eyes to see Donatello swallowing the two of you in his casted shadow.

Eric had yet to realize how threatening Donatello’s presence is, chuckling as he turned his head, stating to the turtle, “Yeah buddy, why don’t you just fuck off and find your own sl—,” the boy paused, his eyes trailing up to finally meet with the terrapin hovering over him.

An audible sound of liquid started dripping down onto the concrete below as Eric cried out, letting you go and running away from the scene of the crime, a trail of urine following suite as he screamed. Donnie had quickly scooped you up and made haste onto the closest rooftop to avoid detection. He then set you down, but you were shaken up.

Had you really been in that situation… again?

What if Donnie hadn’t of shown up?

Would anybody have helped you?

Donatello called out to you by your name, catching your attention by snapping his fingers in front of your face. You glanced up at him with tears welding up in your eyes and he quickly pulled you into a hug.

“Hey, hey, no need to cry,” Donnie spoke softly, running his palm against your back as you broke down. “I know it’s been a bad day or two, but we can make it better. Shhh, shhh, I love you with all of my heart, we are going to get through this together, me and you. I promise.”

[the-eldritch-it-gay]

OC Meme

I was tagged by @babeoffrontiers <3!

Name: Majexatli (pronounced roughly Mah-heh-sha-lee in English)

Nickname: Asha (by Althyran), Tli (by daring close friends)

Gender: Indigiqueer (they/them)

Star sign: They don’t even know what year they were born, let alone month or day rip. I imagine they were born in the summer though.

Height: 6’6

Orientation: polyamorous bisexual

Race: Zariel Tiefling

Romancing: mainly Wyll & Karlach, though also the adventuring party is a complicated polycule where they’re also dating Shadowheart, Lae’zel, Halsin and have something complicated with Astarion

Fave fruit: Apples, blackberries

Fave season: Autumn

Fave flower: Aconitum, digitalis, cempasúchil

Fave scent: Cedar, smoke, sage, blood

Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Tea

Average sleep hours: Far too few... they are a bit of an insomniac unfortunately. They had been working on trying to get more sleep before the adventure, but the whole tadpoles and cult thing going on did set them back quite a bit.

Dogs or cats: They like both, but prefer dogs (and their son, the owlbear cub)

Dream trip: anywhere back in Northwestern Faerûn, they would prefer somewhere outside of the cities but would be willing to also visit Waterdeep or Neverwinter. They don't really have anywhere they call home, but they often wandered in Northwestern Faerûn and feel more at home there.

Amount of blankets: Usually they don’t sleep with a blanket, because they commonly will sleep in Wildshape. Out of wildshape they sometimes will also sleep without a blanket, but have some furs to cozy up in if it’s cold.

Random fact(s):

They have better control and skill with Wildshape than the average druid. They were only ~14 when they were able to Wildshape for the first time, and have spent a significant portion of their life in Wildshape. (For comparison, Wildshape is mechanically a 2nd level ability for druids)

Contrary to the Everything about them, they are not a Durge.

Despite pretending to be a Silvanus Worshipping Druid, Majexatli in fact hates Silvanus, considers themselves an ex-druid, and worships Malar, a chaotic evil deity of hunting, stalking, and the violence of beasts.

They worship Malar with a level of devotion that over the years has in fact granted them several boons (and perhaps some curses, depending on your view). One of which is what I call pseudo-lycanthropy, where they are not a lycanthrope but are about as close as you can get without actually being one.

At the age of 18, they received the title of Faithwarden, becoming the youngest druid to gain a title in their circle’s history. They were stripped of the title a little over a year later, though Majexatli ran off into exile before any official rulings

They often use Wildshape as a sort of mobility aid, almost, since their mobility is limited outside of it.

I am too anxious atm to tag anyone specific, but if anyone sees this and wants to do this, consider youself tagged!

[azzandra]

Had this bonkers dream last night about two transmigrators into the same setting, except they had radically different takes on the setting as their base knowledge.

The source material was called Idiifiya, and it was a 30 million word novel which had been posting to the internet serially for 20 years, with no ending in sight. It was written by a reclusive, possibly Hungarian writer named Hent, and it was basically an exploitative all-girl-cast porn fantasy story which dabbled into every weird kink the internet has ever been into. Its main fandom consisted of teen boys-cum-millenial-incels over the course of 20 years.

Except at some point, someone had loosely adapted the first arc of Idiifiya (the "Academy" arc, as the fandom knew it, because it consisted of the characters going to magical school) into one of those stat-raising games like Princess Maker, essentially making a twee retro pixel mobile game that mainly appealed to zillenial girly-girls with a hankering for extremely punishing social simulator games.

One of the transmigrators (Kadiz) was an avid player of the game and she was taking the whole thing in stride, getting very good grades at being a magical girl, and working on her final exam. She was fully aware of Idiifiya's reputation as cheap smut, but her only opinion in this matter was 'man, when do we get to fuck??'

The other one (Bova) was a reader of the novel and had a lot of advance knowledge of upcoming events, which she was very fatalistic about. There was a whole sequence of Bova giving long, distrustful looks to pegasi during a magical animal husbandry class, because apparently the latest arc in Idiifiya which she'd been reading before transmigration had been the Pegasus Wars arc, unfinished, and the pegasi were evil for some reason.

There was also a few random conversations between Kadiz and Bova, during which they discovered stuff about one another, like the fact that Kadiz had actually read the beginning of Idiifiya so she wasn't as ignorant as Bova assumed, or another where it's revealed Bova was actually a dude before transmigrating.

Also something something, a subplot about how if anyone found out they were transmigrators they'd be killed, and they also saved an extremely cursed little boy, remarkable for the fact that this was like. the only male character that they encountered at that point other than one (1) male teacher.

[p3rry-pi3]

Christmas bugsnax headcanons because it’s almost Christmas and the holidays finally mentally clicked for me

Snorpy

Snorpy doesn’t really like the holidays, I mean, he still celebrates it, but he doesn’t find it entertaining as he used to as a kid.

He likes all the cool decorations but other than that he’s practically just there for the food.

He’s one of those “gonna stay for a while” guys then bounce the minute his existence is perceived by a guest he doesn’t really know, which heightened his anxiety back then because random family members would claim they know him, but he doesn’t have a clue who they are.

Yayyyyy anxiety!!! (Same, snorpy. Same 🥲)

Floofty

Floofty goes FERAL for the decorations. Look! Christmas lights that are elaborately placed to look like…. Floofty?? Wait is that floofty’s house?

I gave them the headcanon cause mainly I thought it’d be funny for someone to confront them about their obsession with the holiday and them declining as they put the Christmas stoking on their grocery list

They go crazy for the sweets on the holidays, the stockings being their favorite part

When they were younger the stockings would be last and they’d be so impatient to demolish the candies in the stocking

Wiggle

AAAAAAA

wiggle is the icon of Christmas.

She sings Christmas carols and karaoke, she’s the queen when it comes to the karaoke

I have a feeling she’d spend her holidays off to celebrate with gramble because gramble doesn’t really have a family so he celebrates it with wiggle.

Filbo

Filbo is the one to start all the Christmas parties and secret Santa’s stuff

Filbo acts like a kid when he’s given his gift and it’s adorable to watch. He gets stuck on the children’s table, even if there isn’t any children present, they smuggle the rum away from filbo cause the results would be accidental arson. (Even if it doesn’t seem possible he finds a way how almost EVRYTIME he’s offer any.)

He’s the one with swear the swear jar. He gets lots since one of them uncontrollably curses like a sailor. (**COUGH COUGH** Cromdo and wambus **COUGH COUGH**)

He’s also the only one who would give a child a present but not mention shit about Santa he gets away with it almost every time.

He’s the man child who makes sure the other responsible ones don’t cause chaos.

Cromdo

He’s the Santa in malls. He’s-

He’s why parents don’t trust Santa’s that ask for money.

I don’t care what everyone else says, it’s friggin’ hilarious, and I’m keeping this HC.

It’s even funnier knowing well he’d be the Santa to his own bar. Like kids visit there. /s

Chandlo

Chandlo is why they have eggnog, dude doesn’t go a day without it in December.

He’s the one guy to most likely burn the fruit cake. If you ask “sounds like something filbo would do”

No.

Filbo takes this stuff seriously. The holiday is like a sport to filbo. The whole arrangement is filbo. The foods? Made by filbo. Presents? Wrapped and picked by filbo. Eggnog? Only thing by chandlo. This is like a sport to the two grumps.

Chandlo is that one guy to get overly excited the minute Halloween ends and immediately start decorating the house.

He’s why they (him and snorpy) live in apartments.

Chandlo has no self control on Christmas parties, you see him, he has the first cup of eggnog and he’s already demolishing a whole plate of food.

Beffica

She’s the one to munch on stocking candy with floofty.

She has the Christmas movies she’s why they all get nostalgia.

She’s the one to cause havoc and start snowball fights. No mercy for literally no man.

There’s not much to say with Beffica besides the fact she’s why the others take the time to make rules like, “no eating the shampoo.”

Shelda

(there isn’t a color that’s shelda’s at least on mobile so we’re going to pretend it’s brown.)

Shelda is why they have something to do there other than talk. She has the card games and won’t hesitate to demolish floofty in poker (in a “haha loser” friend way)

Shelda is the mom of the group, but then proceeds to be why “instructions unclear” happens.

Fire? Throw shelda at it. The tree lights are buffering? Throw shelda at it. Need someone to talk to? Throw shelda at your problems. Just don’t ask for elaboration.

The party would most likely be at her place if it isn’t at filbo’s.

The Christmas music is all her. The records and everything

Floofty may pitch in with the music same as wiggle, but shelda is filling up the room by playin some wayyyyyyyyyy old school holiday music.

She’s the one with Wiggle’s vinyl records also.

Wambus

Wambus is the one who doesn’t really do much for Christmas.

He doesn’t really acknowledge the holiday. A gift for the triffany and that’s about it.

He’s the dad to get the kids a puppy and triffany would be so pissed at him.

“A puppy!!”

Triffany:

It’s no longer safe when wambus gives presents.

Speaking of, TRIFFANY!!!!

She’d be that one person to gift you an ancient relic, make a dramatic introduction to it, then casually leaving you with it without telling you where you put it or how you clean it. (Let alone if it can be cleaned.)

Triffany gives more than receives. She gives gigantic mom vibes.

Triffany would be the one to stay sober to drive everyone home.

She’s absolutely amazing and I’m willing to die on that boat.

Eggabell

She one thousand percent is the one to party the hardest.

It’s funny and it’s hysterically strange to think about.

That’s it. Thats- that’s all.

Elizabert

THE ONLY ONE TO SET UP MISTLETOES.

Literally annoys the whole crew, cause the mistletoes are always coincidentally only above where Eggabell and lizbert is.

That and they can never get rid of it. It stays there from beginning to end.

K that’s all I’m doing if I missed some of the crew pretend they’re there or just tell me in the reblogs.

Frick the rest of them. (An excuse to get away with not properly looking into the others.)

[catboii]

((just a "little" (ha) update I guess, nothing major, just a note that I'm sorry if I post alot this week with seemingly no regard for my/my muse's vast presence on the dash, or if I end up writing alot of short weird drabbles to vent.... if there's questionable stuff it'll be tagged like always <3

I understand if you need to unfollow me to keep your dash clear for other people if you're mobile etc. or if you need to blacklist my muse's url for a bit if it's overwhelming

After xmas everything may have settled and if you wanna refollow then I'd welcome you back and wouldn't ask any questions. your comfort (whatever that may classify as in the context) is my utmost priority!

normally I try not to clutter, and I try to keep general post reblogs minimal and just queue most of them. I'm just... not doing too good rn

then again it's a 50/50 that I'll be posting nothing at all, just making my muse's presence known if it wants to sorta wave at someone from the depths of my brain hell jail.

I'll still be checking in around xmas stuff bc this muse gives me v happy bubbly vibes whenever I write it and that's honestly what I need rn.

I'm sorry if your muse reblogs/replies to one of mine's posts or smth and I seemingly glance over it. I genuinely just didn't see it. I always try and respond to stuff, or if it doesn't know how to reply I at least acknowledge that my muse saw it by liking it. but I might not have the mental capacity to actually keep up w stuff

...

BASICALLY I'm either gonna be kinda quiet or rly hyperfixated on not being in my own head for the next week or so.

I'm obv stressed anyway bc I need to do xmas shopping still and it's a struggle bc online it probs won't come in time. we're going "late night shopping" on thursday though so hopefully we can get a bunch of stuff then

but mainly an old work friend of mine passed away today. He's been unwell for a few years, and I dunno if he knew what it was and was just keeping it quiet, or if they genuinely couldn't work it out. last I heard he was getting MRIs.

I had a complicated relationship w him (positive) bc he was either bipolar or had BPD like me (although he wasn't diagnosed with either, but it was obvious he at least had bipolar), and if you know anything abt BPD you know what an FP (favourite person) is, and we were sort of each other's when we were working together? I think. like I say he wasn't diagnosed, but it felt like that. we hit it off really quick and were both really comfortable with each other, and he was just the sweetest most supportive person. he was one of my FPs, which basically means my brain was cursed to be in intense friendlove with him. He would tell me that he loved me and appreciated my friendship, was always saying you need to tell people you love them, however you can, however you mean it, because you don't know if you'll ever get to tell them again

he always showed off the little things I made him and made sure everyone knew exactly where he got the silly little origami animals on his desk, or who made his juggling balls that were his favourite thing in the whole world bc I made them for him by hand, and picked the fabric out specifically for him.

One time around xmas, bc of covid, we had these big plastic screen dividers between our desks and I used posca paint pens to draw him a HUGE Robin in a scarf and santa hat (his name was Robin and people always got him little Robin themed things, he loved them) on the one by his manager desk, like a name tag, but Facilities told him he needed to clean it off and chastised him thinking he did it, and you're "not supposed to vandalise work equipment" even though they're literally washable and it was xmas. we were sticking decorations everywhere, how is it any different? but he played along but he was really mad. He didn;t wanna say it was me that did it, because he thought I might've gotten in trouble, but he also wanted to argue that I'd put alot of work into it. I hadn't put that much in, it was just for fun and I liked drawing it, and he got to see it! That was the important part. and I said so. but I cleaned it off and drew him a new Robin on a piece of paper and he kept it at his desk like a retired picket sign, and told the story to anyone who would be polite enough to listen

mostly though, he gendered me correctly (and he was in his 60s so being so passionate abt they/them pronouns was just really sweet, though he was clearly bi but still in the closet, so it was maybe a little projection, in a way, or just straight up quiet queer solidarity), and literally agressively made sure everyone else did too, when he realised I'd been just letting people at work use whatever pronouns, he got really proactive and made sure all my paperwork was marked as "them" officially (with my permission). if anyone misgenered me he would get visably annoyed or disgusted, and there were a couple people who "forgot" (every time) and he actually got angry at them about it and reported them for harassment, which might've been a little extreme, but I honestly felt so validated, and I'm tearing up thinking about it. I don't think anyone's ever fought that hard in my corner, especially after only knowing me for, at that point, less than a year.

We worked together in a couple different parts of the business for a couple years, until some stuff happened that I shouldn't say bc I need my rp blog(s) to stay far away from my professional life, but we were gonna be working together doing something else, but it wasn't his thing, it was stressful and there were other reasons, but he just lost it and walked out.

we had a little joke when we were training before he left, he had this soft toy robin that he let me borrow because I was really anxious, and I gave it a little notepad and pencil and wrote something silly on it for when he got it back each time. usually some out of context joke on what we learned that day, so we could both laugh about it. but when he left I still had it, and I messaged him saying I would get it back to him sometime, but he said to keep it to remind me of him.

I put it away to keep it safe, but I'm gonna have to go and find it, because it's one of the only physical things I have left of him.

[savior-of-humanity]

Survive the ARK with either Calliope or Eydis from @ofluckandmagic

Sincerely, a very excited ARK nerd (using my main bc I can’t ask from my side blog yet lmao)

@ofluckandmagic me 🤝 you (us being excited ARK nerds, also I'm doing both of them lol) YOUR GOVERNMENT ASSIGNED ARK CREATURES ARE...

The Shinehorn (Calliope) and the Magmasaur (Eydis)!

(Other choices: Megaloceros, Yutyrannus (Calliope), Managarmr, Gacha (Eydis))

So I'm not suuuper familiar w/ them yet so once again I'm mostly going off of Vibes™ here, though I did try to make the creatures I picked also fit thematically if that makes sense. Anyways!

Shinehorn. Super cute goat pet. Not much use outside of it naturally shining a pretty light that also sears the shit out of Nameless/Reapers. Also because she has physical traits of a deer due to her curse from Artemis.

Megaloceros aren't suuuper useful compared to a lot of other creatures in ARK, but they have some nifty abilities depending on their gender. Males can inflict bleed damage on humans (and humans only) and making them unable to heal via consumables, while females get a 25% extra boost to movement speed.

Finally, I felt the Yutyrannus also fits Calliope because while it can't exactly... sing, it can buff ally creatures (or inflict enemy creatures with pants-shitting fear) with its roars, so I guess it kind of counts? But still, very useful tame to have if you're trying to run bosses due to the aforementioned buffing ability.

As for Eydis; I went with the Magmasaur as, aside from its ability to act as a mobile magma-artillery piece, it can passively smelt metal inside of its inventory, which is pretty fitting for somebody of Huldra heritage.

I chose the Managarmr mainly as it's a reference to Norse mythology. I actually didn't know this but it's name basically translates to Hati, one of the two wolves that chase the sun and moon (both in GOW lore and irl Norse mythos). So that's neat!

Finally, the Gacha was also chosen because they're pretty chill dudes, and also tie into the whole blacksmithing thing as they can passively generate crystals that can be broken to gain materials, or on occasion, blueprints for items like weapons, armor, or saddles.

[cursedvibes]

Hi! I'm curious, what are your top ten manga and anime?(different for each category) and your top ten animanga characters? Also, I love your meta! I'm always ready to see your thoughts about the itadori family. It's fun to speculate. I really hope that kenjaku has some affection toward jin. I want a dramatic, horrifying and tragic story for them.

Oh that's a tough one... for manga I actually have a somewhat ordered list, but for anime and characters it depends heavily on my mood and current fixation. Mind you, this is entirely about how much I enjoy a series or character, not so much how well written I think they are, although that factors into it too of course.

Manga:

Monster

Jujutsu Kaisen

Blood on the Tracks

Dorohedoro

Innocent & Innocent Rouge

Hunter x Hunter

Devilman (counting the entire franchise revolving around Akira & Satan's relationship)

The Promised Neverland

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure (so far P7 is my favourite, but P9 looks also really good)

Pluto (very excited for the upcoming anime, had almost given up hope it would ever come out)

Anime (more a list than a ranking):

Monster

Devilman Crybaby (I don't like how Ryou is characterized here, but the anime is still phenomenal. I knew what was gonna happen and it still hit me like a truck and that OST...)

Hunter x Hunter (2011)

Hellsing Ultimate

Gundam The Origin & the original Mobile Suit Gundam series

Evangelion movies (1.0 etc., haven't watched the 4th one yet)

Princess Mononoke

Black Lagoon

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure (out of P1-6 I actually enjoy P2 the most, mainly because I love the Pillar Men)

ODDTAXI

Characters (god that's difficult...):

Kenjaku (duh, getting the obvious one out of the way)

Itadori Yuuji

Johan Liebert

Kars (never did anything wrong, he just wanted for his family to be able to walk in the sun. another mad scientist who fails at raising his kids. also I'm so glad the Jorge Joestar novel exists, it makes the p2 ending less bleak and the way his character gets explored there is *chefskiss*. as you can see, I'm very normal about him and the Pillar Men)

Thief King Bakura (I'll never forgive YGO for making him out to be wrong for wanting revenge against the Pharaoh's family, who carved everyone he cared about into magical items to increase their power. the manga still handled it best tho)

Asuka Ryou (God cursed him so hard for being gay and a climate activist that even in the fun cutesy Devilman chibi series he ends up killing Akira. I hope there will be another installment in the franchise where him and Akira actually manage to kill God and break the vicious circle)

Osabe Seiko (Blood on the Tracks)

Risu (Dorohedoro, sweet cactus boy)

Marie-Joseph Sanson (Innocent Rouge, said "kill the rich" and kept her word)

Orochimaru

[outofangband]

very informal thoughts on the more mundane villains I write (Avranc, Brodda and Lorgan)

mentions of bad stuff from canon ahead

anon who wanted to see this, I hope you do! I’m also going to go back to it tomorrow and finish any edits and additions as I can’t from mobile right now...

third and last time I’m reposting this. apparently Tumblr is once again doing the thing where it doesn’t let you edit things under a cut on mobile 

Avranc

mundane evil at its finest. Bureaucratic, petty, and callous. Depraved indifference is the term I used in my recent meta about The Wanderings of Húrin and it’s the most accurate thing I can say about him. He’s well aware that he’s living in a nigh apocalyptic world and he’ll mistreat or even kill anyone he thinks has earned it.

His cruelty towards completely traumatized Húrin and callousness about Morwen’s death was surprisingly disturbing to me when I first read The Wanderings and it’s stuck with me ever since

Brodda:

I really hate this man! I’m not normal about it, either. If you’ve ever mentioned disliking him even in tags or comments you might have dealt with my overexcited responses. Sorry in advance/in retrospect. It will probably happen again. 

Technically in my published stories he’s only in a few but he features heavily in unpublished stories of mine too. The scene where Morwen scares him away by looking is simultaneously one of the scariest and most amusing scenes in the entire book for me. 

In one of those published stories Aerin says that his best quality is his long periods of absence and the kindest thing he does is ignoring her. That’s the highest character endorsement you’ll get from a reliable source.  The previous batch of Aerin headcanons and the next one has some less than fun facts about him. 

What to say about him? He’s a mid level commander and violent sadist who accuses women of witchcraft. He often ignores Aerin because he gets bored of being cruel to the same people, hence her glowing character endorsement (my sarcasm as well as hers). He’s way too obsessed with his own dagger (hence the title of the story) He’s mostly fun to write when he’s getting stabbed by Morwen with it and the art I have of it is the best thing ever. Earlier last year I thought my dark!Finarfin was the worst character I’d write but I think even he isn’t as bad, if only because dark Arafinwë has more self awareness.   The BoLT version is interesting too because it puts his actions in an even more disturbing light when he’s acting against his own people. I tend to use a combination that has him originally from Hithlum but having left a couple decades before the start of the Narn. I have...thoughts about this including one of the most disturbing things I think I have ever come up with regarding Dagor Bragollach.

Anyways he’s an awful person and needs to stay away from Aerin and Morwen and just about everyone else on the planet. Currently I’m playing with an idea for a wip where Morwen does convince Aerin to flee to Hareth in Brethil and then finds herself accused of causing her vanishment by sinister means.

But I had to work out his character so much for Cut Your Hand As Willingly (semi published, it has its own tag which I’ll put on this post) that I’m not sure I could face writing him again. 

Lorgan: Any visuals I have of him are based on the description of the governor from The Magnus Archives episode Foundations. He’s notable to me mainly for being the guy who Húrin yells at in The Wanderings. Well, one of them. I guess that story does have more than one instance of Húrin yelling at people.   He also apparently considered abducting Niënor. I don’t know exactly what version this was in, I actually thought I invented that in my brain but then two people completely unrelated posted about it so it’s somewhere in HoME. I have a post about it here. It’s kind of pathetic that he failed in this despite the family being actually cursed. Always a possibility for further exploration in dark aus He doesn’t appear in many of my stories except as a background character.

I don’t like him much either but it’s also interesting to imagine versions where he was originally of Húrin’s people too. 

[dzthenerd490]

File: Hell Girl

SCP#: AXI

Code Name: Hell Girl

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Currently there is no way to contain SCP-AXI and all attempts to establish Site-AFTERLIFE have failed. Instead, efforts to see if it's possible to utilize D-Class to weaponize AXI to allow the Foundation to kill hostile People of Interest without evidence leading back to the Foundation. Thus, instead of containment, Foundation Staff involved with SCP-AXI will instead be focused on the development of Project "Missing Gun".

Utilizing SCP-AXI for Project "Missing Gun" was a failure, however by order of the O5 Council, construction of Site-AFTERLIFE under the direction of [data expunged]. It is with hope by the year [data expunged] Site-AFTERLIFE will be constructed and SCP-AXI as well as other dimensional anomalies relating to the [data expunged] will finally be properly contained.

Description: SCP-AXI is an anomalous event that mainly exists in a sort of purgatory dimension, somewhere between Earth and Hell. SCP-AXI consists of numerous entities that run a sort of organization known as Hell Correspondence. The organization has different ways of advertising their services whether it be via newspapers, newsletters, advertisement posters, online websites, and now even social media apps. However, in order to actually see the advertisement for services by Hell Correspondence one must fulfil the requirements to activate SCP-AXI. To activate SCP-AXI one needs to have a desire for revenge and that revenge must be directed towards someone must still be alive. 

Once a person has fulfilled the requirements they can activate SCP-AXI by following the instructions of the advertisement which is normally to just submit the name of the person they desire to have revenge towards. After the name has been submitted SCP-AXI-1 will manifest. SCP-AXI-1 is the leader of SCP-AXI and all the entities that reside in it, she is able to easily transfer herself form out world to the world of SCP-AXI any time she desires. SCP-AXI-1 also known as "Hell Girl" is responsible for establishing the curse on both the customer having the revenge request and the one the revenge is directed towards. 

The request is normally conducted through a doll which has been labeled SCP-AXI-2. The doll is extremely similar to a witchcraft doll made form [data expunged] wood, the main item on the doll being the red string around the doll's neck. Once the customer pulls the string off of the doll, they will confirm they agree to the deal. The deal normally sets that the one who pulls the string will get their revenge and their target will be tormented heavily based on their sins until they repent, afterwards they will be sent to Hell. According to the deal once this has been set, the customer who made the request will also go to Hell once they die. Though of course there's no way to confirm either scenario, video feed from the few events of an SCP-AXI captured show that the target seemingly disappears. 

SCP-AXI-1 is the one who arranges everything and controls it all, but she doesn't work alone, she normally has "assistants" that help her torment their targets. These "assistants" are not really understood well and thus have not been labeled under SCP-AXI. However, it has been theorized that these "assistants" are Entities of Interest: Yokai, but nothing has been confirmed. 

SCP-AXI's existence came to the Foundation's attention in 2005 when there was a sudden surge of disappearances in Poland, America, Luxembourg, France, Switzerland, Canada, Portugal, Belgium, Russia, Astria, America, Korea, and Japan. Japan ended up having much higher disappearance rates than any of the other countries and thus Mobile Task Force Poseidon-3 "Otaku Heart" was assigned to investigate all the incidence to see what was going on. Eventually a connection was made and in 2006 SCP-AXI and its full nature was discovered. Unfortunately, it was mostly recounts from "customers" of SCP-AXI who of which were amnestied afterwards. To date no method of science, magic, surgery, experimentation, or [data expunged] is able to remove the mark of the "deal" form their bodies. 

Update: 4/6/2007 Dr. Goetia has proposed having D-Class implanted with vile memories Hostile Persons of Interest that have been so far cannot be touched by the Foundation. The reasoning for doing this is to have them make a deal with SCP-AXI and thus kill the People of Interest regardless of where they are and with the added benefit of having no leads back to the Foundation. However, this ended up being a colossal failure. SCP-AXI-1 can tell that the memories of the D-Class aren't real and thus won't make a deal with them. 

Instead, the O5 Council has proposed resuming construction of Site-AFTERLIFE. Site-AFTERLIFE is an experiment proposed by Dr. [data expunged] to have Foundation activity in the Afterlife, as the name implies. The construction was proposed and approved with the hopes of properly resurrecting old Foundation Staff, having an unlimited supply of D-Class, and containing anomalies that reside in the astral plane. However, with [data expunged] this was deemed impossible, as such the project was considered a failure. The O5 Council has given no reasoning as to why they suddenly decided to resume the project despite there being nothing to improve the chances of success. Nonetheless the project continues and is expected to be finished by [data expunged].

"Ugh... honestly after [data expunged] years I stopped trying to understand what goes on in the head of those O5 pricks. But that doesn't deny my excitement for having the construction of Site-AFTERLIFE continue after so long! Though I think it's safe to say it's probably going to be impossible. You see, I'm a [data expunged] and this "Hell Girl" takes people to Hell, yet it's not like anything I'm [data expunged]. It makes me wonder if Dr. Alvik's theory of [data expunged] is true, cause if it is, what the hell are the limits? I can't believe I'm saying this, but it makes the idea of there being no afterlife reassuring in comparison." -Dr. Goetia

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SCP: Horror Movie Files Hub

[kittensartswriting]

Hello, hello, and happy sts to you. I hope you're having a good one so far.

What are some of your favorite things about each of your current WIPs?

Happy STS to you too! I am, thank you! I hope you're having good time with it too. Thank you for the nice question!

In The Name Of Violence: I'm having a lot of fun with the magic system. There's basically three linked but separate magic systems, alchemy, foreseeing and nymph magic. It's basically me trying to fit all my favorite magic systems tropes together in the most self-indulgent way possible, mainly magic as an art form, magic as science and ritualistic magic. Alchemy is mostly just a little weirder chemistry and not used in very magical ways, except in it's subgenre illusion magic, which is the primary form of magic used. Illusion magic is an art form in universe, used for storytelling, decoration etc. It's kinda like alchemy is the science you need to make paints and illusion is the art of painting. Foreseeing is very much tied to the religion and it's only legal for priests and knights (basically warrior priests). It's very ritualistic and much softer than alchemy or illusion magic (which as an art form is fairly soft itself) and to be able to do it you need to eat a piece of sky god's flesh, which gives you ability to open an extra eye in the forehead, which can glimpse into the future. Nymphs, kinda terrifying nature guardians, have magic that can create things from energy found in nature, so kinda elemental magic but with a price. They are rare and usually hostile to humans so not people don't really understand their magic.

Be All My Sins: I'm in general easily scared by horror, but I'm discoring I love to write it, at least like Gothic horror, with more emphasis on atmosphere than scares. I have before had body horror elements but it's fun when I can in this story really lean into them. I'm also loving the characters! There's will be a built up to them going full feral, and it will be so much fun to unravel these characters :'D

Golden Maiden, Silver Bride: Here my favorite thing is worldbuilding the elves/spirits. They are the personifications of nature and the source of magic. Their kings and queens are basically local nature gods. While they are source of magic, they can be pretty dancerous too, as they can curse people who anger them. The curse slowly eats flesh and when it takes over the body, it turns it into a malicious spirit. The gods can do massive curses that spread and take over large areas, even more when mobilizing their elves basically waging war. This doesn't happen often but last time it happened couple of thousand years ago, when the folk of winter caused apocalyptic mini Ice Age. I love figuring out a non-human societies of beings of magic their magic system inplications.

[void-the-bear]

Are we able to ask for one shots involving your ocs

Yeah, I guess. I mainly implied it for it to be cookie run but I can do some with my OCs. Here's a list of my OCs, normally it's just a separate tab on my blog but mobile doesn't like it so :b

Note: This is far from all my OCs, but these are ones I’d like to share more about. Some of my other OCs have an ask blog. Sorry these don’t go into much detail, I wanna keep them as transparent as possible in case I ever wanna change one, but these ones will likely not be undergoing major changes though

Phantasma, a ghost

Nameless, a conglomeration of multiple animals(I have art for him that @maskoni-five made for me, just ask if you wanna see it-)

Catrine, a cat that can turn into a neko. She sells scarves in a snowy tundra

Luna, the Werewolf Queen(personally one of my favorite characters I’ve made)

Expo, a sphinx cat that’s half-void and has unnatural abilities because of that

Blacky, a void “demon” and Expo’s best friend.(Blacky already had a love interest and it started The Great Void War because of it)

Sky the Cloud Dragon, an aging warrior who’s best known for his time in the sky wars

Vinnie the Velociraptor, he came from Sky’s dream realm and helps others who are having bad dreams break away from them. He’s also not the brightest crayon in the box

Snatggbu(Snatg for short), a tyrant that killed a lotta people and destroyed multiple worlds. His power was in his horn, but since his horn was snapped off by his own creation, he’s dead.

Plobbetba(Plob for short), said creation. Was originally just a 2 year old dragon living with her family till Snatg killed them all. Snatg brought Plob back by making her a cyborg who can melt anything but herself, for the purpose of melting planets. She keeps Snatg’s horn close to her at all times, knowing how dangerous it can be in the wrong hands

Fiqunzur, it’s not just an OC, it’s a species. Here’s a picture of one I drew myself. They take whatever they find interesting with their tail-hand and take it back to their dens. They’re really soft, have 6 eyes so they can see all around them(their only blind spot is directly behind them), and are infamous for being able to change color and shape, thus able to get through just about any cage.

Qwarkon “The Blood Moon’s Ghost”, a weather elemental(which makes him looks ghostly) who can only use his powers when under moonlight, when getting power from the moon the moon appears to be a blood red for those nearby.

Ellipse the alien, her kind was cursed with immortality by “green fire”, and her planet was destroyed by a pink entity who called themselves “The Leader”. However, she can still feel pain, so whenever somebody threatens her, she says “Better make it hurt. Better make me scream in pain.” She’s a lizard-looking creature with feathers that change color based on what she eats, and she’s a super fast learner, learning English within a few hours. While I was in a roleplay server, I had her attempt to flirt with SCP 682(who was run by somebody else).

(this one is FNaF OC, the rest aren't for any fandom :b) Puzzles the Chameleon Animatronic(More colors will be added, though IDK how often I’m gonna update him. If you draw him, just keep one of the pieces on his head color code 842593) A Chameleon Animatronic that was loved by kids because they were able to color in puzzle pieces of him. When he was eventually sold to Fazbear Entertainment™️, he had a very unique touch-screen-suit on him, and he purposefully recolored each color on him exactly where it used to be, even though the pieces on him got smaller so more can fit onto him. He’s always friendly, and is really good with special needs kids. During hugs his screen usually changes to a chameleon pattern so it won’t mess up the pieces on him. He remembers fondly of the first color ever put on him, being Purple Color Code 842593((don’t get why? Read the color code backwards)) on his forehead. He’s usually very calm, though eager to make new friends. He lets the children approach him over him approaching the children, unless said child is having a meltdown or sensory overload, in which he’ll calmly usher them into a quiet place and play a music box which has different options, the default being Somewhere Out There from An American Tail(a real movie that came out in 1986). He’s also resistant of anything that makes him aggressive, and the only thing he’ll become aggressive to is the person or thing that tried to make him aggressive. He will always help whoever the other animatronics are trying to hurt for little reason. His default voice is calming, not too deep, not too high, and he can change his voice in a range. While he doesn’t have a chest cavity like Glamrock Freddy, he helps kids who’re trapped by mimicking their clothes pattern which is a diversion to the other animatronics, or if he’s helping a Nightguard, he changes colors like the animatronic that’s the nearest to the guard. He’s also had plenty of memory upgrades, voice range upgrades, upgrades to make him have more puzzle pieces, and music box upgrades so he can play anything he considers calming music, and kids can make requests to play certain songs or just to not play anything. Though his music box upgrades also allows him to learn new things from the internet as a whole, he always checks multiple sources before adding something to his memory from the internet. His room is a designated quiet room, though he usually spends his time outside of it so loud kids don’t rush in to disturb the kids or even adults that need a quiet place to calm down.

[sleep-escapes-me]

i'm struggling with what to have Fearne’s cursed form be. i was thinking like a stuffed animal monkey a la mister but i already have fcg as a tinman soldier toy and not sure if i wanna keep that toy theme. it could bring up a chetney mention as a toy maker that laudna used to love before the curse© I’m mainly leaving into her being something from the ligament manor but i gotta take time and comb through those episodes for inspiration

All i know is i want realistic mobility for the cursed object crew (because it's just easier for me to write) but I’m not opposed to make Fearne some sexy looking boudoir furniture if necessary or even one of her wild shape forms but that’d just be too funny if she was just this giant shoebill roaming the castle

also obsessed with the idea that pate is just his normal dead rat raven skull messy self and doesn't tell imogen because it never comes up until the curse is broken and everyone else reverts to their original form and she's like huh? and pate just says oh i was always like this and imogen is like HUH?

[spiritmaiden]

“While it’s true that I am Hylia reborn, I’m still my father’s daughter and your friend… I’m still your Zelda.”

Indie Zelda from Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword roleplaying blog OC friendly! Crossover friendly! Duplicate friendly! Highly selective due to low activity but not mutuals only! Amber, so old I owe Jesus a dollar (28), low activity but mainly active on Tuesdays and Wednesdays so long as capitalism and my health say it's ok.

To keep a long story short:

Skyward Sword is meant to be the prequel of all prequels for a franchise that’s been around since the 80s. Since then fans tried to piece together their own timeline until this game came out, which explains the origins of the master sword, how the royal family has unique light magic, the first hero, and the curse that binds three people together for eternity.

Don’t be fooled! This Zelda is no princess, but instead, a knight in training turned into a mortal goddess. She was just your normal, everyday girl next door. Until she awakens her true self where she finds out her divine origins as being a goddess named Hylia. It’s something she takes well even if it leaves her head spinning, she’s one who rolls with the punches so she’s a tough cookie! I always headcanon her to not become a princess post-game either but more of a guardian to the Triforce.

While I try to stick to canon, I do diverge a little when it comes to my own headcanons to flesh her out as best as I can.

An important thing to note is that I don’t think every Zelda is a reincarnation of Hylia. This post explains it in depth, and this is highly important for both Sky and my ALTTP Zelda as well since it applies to them both.

Pretty much a spunky girl who’s outspoken and can be stubborn but means well at the end of the day. Also Cute!

Me touching pool water: @hyruin is main sky Link and while I’m open to interacting with other sky Links, know that my Zel will only treat every sky Link as a friend since I play her as looking at him in platonic love.

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Other blogs: @telepathyia (alttp/oox/ssbu princess zelda), @conceles (botw based oracle farore)