#eepy talk

[gods-eepiest-loser]

attempt 3 to post this

tumblr might like a twitter meme

[peridot-the-photographer]

I think all pokemon are the same, like legendary pokemon are pokemon too. That doesn't mean I don't respect them, I just respect all pokemon, no matter what kind they are.

[owlispls]

is it one of those days where i have to just stay awake as long ad i can in order to fix my sleep again?

hate it. don‘t wanna do that.

[baeshijima]

thoughts on being engaged to duke!sunday, the head of the oak family, an incredibly influential figurehead within society, the close subordinate of emperor gopher wood who brought him and his sister in and raised him like his own, and the villain who faces a tragic ending in a novel you recently finished — the very same one you just so happen to find yourself transmigrated into. he is as cunning as he is blinded, a trait which brought ruin to many in the empire, and one which ultimately brought ruin to himself at the hands of the protagonists.

as luck would have it, you became a barely mentioned side character from a marquis family, whose role was to be the villain's wife stuck in a one-sided love who, too, would get caught up in the tragedy alongside him. however, now that it's you who is stuck in this position, you're determined to try any means necessary to deter him from going down that path, all in an effort to escape your predestined doomed fate!

of course, you didn't expect it to be easy. the day of your arrival in this world was already the night before your wedding, so you had little time to prepare yourself for the nonchalance of your supposed family, how they viewed you as but a means — a tool — to boost their influence and prosperity, the dismissive mannerisms of the household servants, and the absolute beauty of a man you will be married to.

(seriously. the novel descriptions did not do him justice. he was like... like... like he was handcrafted by god himself! and not to mention his sister, robin, was the very epitome of an angel! perhaps you're destined to perish by the god-tier visuals instead...)

to say the least, the wedding ceremony went by quickly. safe to say you didn't spend the night; he was cordial and gentlemanly upon letting you know that he won't do anything until you're ready, that you can take this relationship slow, but somehow you ended up feeling a tad insulted. like, who leaves their newly wedded alone in a big cold bed as they walk out on their own? a sick bastard that's who!

well, whatever. it's not like you need nor want to consummate with him! besides, you have bigger things to worry about — things such as your impending death. and, of course, the only way to stop sunday that you can imagine working is by chipping away at his resolve bit by bit, and opening his eyes to reality.

he is a tragic character, one who cares more about the well-being of penacony and its people than anyone else, but was manipulated into getting his hands dirty in the emperor's stead. you knew this. you sobbed over his story, cursed out the protagonists, and even fought internet randos on novel forums about sunday's motivation and how,

no, he is not just a stupid villain. he is a complex character with flaws and humanity and was cruelly taken advantage of by someone he considered family. he was deceived through the suffering the emperor wanted him to see to make him easily manipulated, creating a rift between him and robin to have that prominent separation. you know what? maybe you're just a !%#@ who can't even #@?"% read properly!

and yet you still find yourself at a loss when faced with the walls he has in place. your initial efforts went as well as it possibly could have; you trying to earnestly help him, while he "kindly" dismisses your offers! well, "kindly" being more condescending since you could read between the lines of his mannerisms and amiable demeanour, but that's fine! you expected this! that just means you have to double down on your sincerity, get through to his heart (somehow), and help him realise humanity isn't as weak as he's led to believe!

you have three years until the novel's plot officially starts, and another year after that until your demise. that's plenty of time to get him to warm up to you!

it was easier said than done, but after your valiant effort and abundance of time put into this relationship, which admittedly you could do with some of that lost time back, you could give yourself a pat on the back with the progress you made! while you definitely could have done without a lot of the headaches, it's safe to say sunday has significantly warmed up to you in comparison to your wedding day. he now willingly eats all his meals with you with some real conversation, takes garden strolls with you in the early evenings, invites you out for dinner at a restaurant at least four times a week, hell he's even joked and laughed with you more frequently! but most importantly, he has begun asking for your opinion before finalising any decisions he is required to make. and he actually listens and considers your side! now, that certainly is the best outcome you could hope for after all this time, and it most definitely will help in your endeavour to save you both from the protagonists!

however, you've noticed he's been more... affectionate? well, at the very least he now willingly holds your hand when in private (not just in moments when you're in the public eye and he has to make sure the family's reputation is spotless), sometimes he will hug you out of the blue ("i just need to... recharge. you have a way of calming me down. i hope you don't mind." ...how could you say no to his supreme god-tier face card? that's just a losing battle you won't even bother fighting against.), oftentimes he opts to just gaze wordlessly at you (robin had mentioned over one of your tea times how it almost appears as though there is no one but you in the world when sunday gazes at you with, in her words, "the eyes of a man so deeply in love!" ...whatever that's supposed to mean...), but a more recent development has been his sudden interest in kissing you; well, more specifically giving you a kiss to the back of your hand or on your forehead — certainly not anywhere near the lips! (besides, he's probably just gotten comfortable with you, enough where he can freely act without judgement. nothing more, nothing less.)

well, either way, development is development! soon enough, the time for the main plot to start has arrived. it of course follows what you remember, from the organised balls to the protagonists meeting to the political aspects of it all. the only difference is sunday's less active involvement in all the schemes and the emperor's ploy. rather, he seems more focused on you and the future of your marriage and even displayed a sudden interest in your practically non-existent relationship with one of the foreign diplomats, aventurine— wait...

"[name]," he calls your name out so sweetly you nearly disregarded it as someone else he was talking to. well, perhaps you would have done had he not suddenly appeared before you, a tight-lipped smile tugging the corners of his lips as he steadily approaches you.

oh. he doesn't seem very happy, if his tense figure is anything to go by. you wonder if one of the nobles grated his nerves a little too much this time?

sunday comes to a halt a step away from you. "i don't like that... gambler being so close to you. it... it brings me a rather unpleasant feeling." there's a slight, trembling pause. not a moment later does he close the gap between you, one knee on the ground as he matches your seated height on the fountain rim, your hands gently enclosed in both of his.

you idly wonder if this is what robin meant by the so-called "eyes of a man so deeply in love" she constantly gushed about, for the way in which he gazes up at you is enough to render you breathless.

"tell me, [name]," he begins once more. there is an underlying desperation woven within his tone, one which has your head spinning and heart thumping wildly as his trembling gaze holds you in place. "tell me, what am i to do with this fervent love and overwhelming adoration i hold for you?"

oh.

...oh.

perhaps your impending doom should be the least of your concerns when you now find yourself in the arms of a clingy husband...

(though, it's safe to say you did, in fact, manage to prevent him from succumbing to his tragic fate! you just gained a loving, yet slight slightly emotionally challenged husband along the way.

well, you can help him work through it; you have the rest of your lives now to figure it out, after all.)

[whalebearr]

[katescribblesabit]

wings wings wings!

comic dialogue under the cut if needed :D

M: you know.. your wings look a lot better now than last time i saw them.

P: oh yeah, surprisingly they healed a lot during purgatory.

M: and your fine with them out? i mean.. you don't really have a choice here..

P: yeah don't worry! i had them out of the backpack even before we got here.

M: i see. well, its nice seeing you so comfortable with them out again.

P: aww, thanks mate!

M: say.. when was the last time you preened them?

P: ... ehhhhhhh..

M: PHILZA! sit.

P: ok ok!

...

M: can.. can you fly again?

P: ... i did for a bit. but it was more adrenaline if anything. hurt like shit. i had to carry Tubbo as i flew to the boat. we wouldn't have made it out of purgatory otherwise.

M: mmm. i'm sorry. i'm sure you are going to fly again soon.

P: ha ha yeah i guess so. one day for sure.

[wishcraft-uponastar]

While my WiFi was out, I finished START AGAIN: A PROLOGUE, cried my eyes out, and then made this last night.

I call it cutemaxxing Siffrin .... <3

Why is he so squishy... Isa was goddamn right he does eat like a fucking hamster

(I made it on picmix btw)

[fadetodvst]

[eepy-deebser]

gang I'm sorry but can we talk about how terrified tr!Lukey is?

"I'm going to bang your head into a wall [if you don't get the egg]" "I will release the trigger if you don't stop speaking" Everything with Bad about Pangi and their date

Yes these are all jokes. They are lighthearted. Silly threats.

Lukey lost his first life to Ros– a trauma response. Perhaps he could forgive that. Lukey lost his second life to Sneeg. It was a joke. Yellow stood above him and cackled as every bone in his body shattered. There was a moment before he died, where all he could think was shit before he woke up again at spawn. It was a joke– that's the excuse Sneeg always has. Lukey lost his third life to Pangi, pulling out a gun. It was a threat, yes, but lighthearted. He wouldn't actually kill him! It was an accident. It was only meant to be a threat.

And yet Lukey died, over and over and over and over and over. For an unfounded accusation, a joke, a threat, a failure to arrive and for a Cure. "You're scared to fall, but you have people to catch you now." Who. When has anyone saved Lukey, really saved him? Or even picked up the broken pieces on the ground? No, the only one he can truly trust is himself.

"Are you scared" "...you could say that" Lukey is fucking terrified. Not just of losing everything– but of it being once again at the fault of someone he loves.

[gods-eepiest-loser]

Hi, Zishu. Sorry to bother you in the dm. I really love your 葫芦兄弟/calabash brother fanart and fanfic! I’m really surprised to stumble upon this treasure, love from the Chinese calabash brother fandom. Could I have the permission to translate your fanfic and fanart of 葫芦兄弟and post it with credit on lofter .

yes of course !! please send me the link so i can see it later :)

[fatuismooches]

A compilation of a few notes in no particular order written by two odd scholars found by the Traveler on their journey throughout Sumeru. Some of the words have been crossed out or lost to time, making them illegible.

Forgotten Note (found in the desert inside a huge Ruin Golem)

[A page torn from someone's notebook that seems to be hastily written and forgotten.]

... I can't believe what I've just witnessed. We spent DAYS traveling out here to the desert because Zandik wanted to tinker with that huge robot for ages. Me too of course, but that's not the point. Here he was just a few moments ago, brimming with excitement at being able to pilot it. It was cute...

... And then not even a minute later, he was hunched over, clutching his stomach and mouth. I was initially concerned, but he merely waved me off and began writing at the speed of light, still holding back the urge to throw up. And that's when I realized this fool was ███-███...

... Zandik was going to give it one more go but I quickly stopped him. I wasn't about to have him getting sicker than he already was. Tried to fight me on it but he was dizzy enough to take himself out. He's currently grumbling at me in the corner, but he'll get over it...

... Silly man, he let me put his head on my lap while he rested. Good thing I packed some light snacks... but note to self: for the foreseeable future, don't let Zandik into any kind of transportation. Hopefully, he'll outgrow it one day though...

—

Zandik's Note (found on the edge of Sumeru near Fontaine)

[A short note containing idle thoughts - the lack of importance may have caused it to be discarded.]

... There is an area in the desert that provides a clear and close view of the neighboring nation, Fontaine. [Name] insisted on showing me it as we happened to be close by...

... I'm not particularly interested in that land, but there are some things that may be worth looking into. [Name], however, wants to get academic leave to do some research there - more truthfully, they want to try out the macarons. How typical of them...

I suppose it's not the worst idea. They are an excellent partner, plus the extra ███ would be useful for my ███ research, and I'd make sure those people would never know...

... Regardless, there's no rush. Perhaps one day we can go...

—

[Name]'s Observation Log - Page 34-35 (found in the rainforest inside a tree hollow)

[A page torn from an observation log wedged deep inside a tree, preserving a little bit of its contents - it seems the writer wanted to hide it.]

... Day 1 of my first expedition with Zandik. Of course, every course comes with a dreaded group project but I am happy to be paired with him. Zandik, however, not so much. He's barely spoken to me the whole time. Well, he barely speaks to anyone in general, guess that's part of the reason other students refer to him as ███ ███. But I literally live with him, don't I deserve some special privilege?...

... Day 2 of my first expedition with Zandik. I looked a bit at his notes last night so I could start drafting the research report, but then he snatched them away when he noticed. He's extra grumpy at me now. I wonder what kind of things he writes about...

... Day 3 of my first expedition with Zandik. We've gotten a lot of stuff done but he seems far more interested in ███ than looking at plants. There's this one ruin in the distance he keeps eyeing. I bet if I wasn't here, he'd be there. If I present him with a ███ ███ of each type, would he finally talk to me? Hmm, that'd be hard to hide from the sages though...

... Day 4 of my first expedition with Zandik. I lied and said there was a better spot to get samples and brought him to that ruin. Long story short and after a lot of annoyed Zandik later, we made it in. When the killing machines awakened, it seemed he had a bright idea and had begun instructing me to hit them in a very precise way. Well, he certainly knows how to use someone efficiently... After all of that, all of a sudden he had found his voice and began shooting off orders to fetch this tool or that textbook and so on. Never got a thank you but he compensated with some loud, excited mumbles...

... Day 5 of my first expedition with Zandik. Thanks to Zandik actually doing his share of the work, we finished the fieldwork quickly. I showed him what I had so far and he seemed pleasantly surprised, although his expression was still flat. As we worked, he wasn't as talkative as he was yesterday, but the silence wasn't awkward like before. Well, as long as I get paired with Zandik, I think I'll survive this semester, and it'll be a bonus if he warms up to me. Speaking of warming up to me, Zandik wants to come back to the ruin we went to yesterday - with me too!!!!! It'll be our little secret that no one will find out. I think I got on his good side a bit, he looks cute when he's smiling. His teeth are even sharper up close.....

—

Nearly Torn Note (found inside an ancient book in the House of Daena)

[A small paper that has nearly been ripped in half, but some of the words are still cohesive.]

... I ███ them. Why are they here? I told them I did not need help, nor was I interested in assisting them. But they're here anyway. Of course they are. When are they not? Is there ever a moment when they're not constantly chirping in my ear? No, of course not. I'm ███ to live with them after all...

... With their ███ smell wafting through the dorm after a shower, or the scent of their cooking that they specially make ███ ███...

... Their stupid voice is prattling away right now, and I ███ how I do ███ find it irritating. My mind seems to automatically ███ ███ anything their ███ mouth says...

... I found their touch repulsive, but now I ███ for them to...

... There is something wrong with ███...

[At the bottom lays a tiny doodle of someone, presumably the person who occupied Zandik's mind, and has been intensely scratched off.]

—

Collaborative Note (found in an old camp near the woods)

[An abandoned note that appears to be written by two people. The top half is messily written and smudged thanks to the large amount of ink spills and blots. The second half is neater but the writer seems to have given up.]

... My ███ is a ███. Thanks to ███ help, we were able to acquire numerous ███ to help with the ███ ███. Were it not for them, there could have been a great ███ in my ███...

--------------------------

...Alright, that's it. Zandik is banned from writing notes now. I'm drawing the line. I bought five pens with us, and he has broken four of them so far. It's barely been a few hours! I still don't know how he does it- okay well now he's tapping me impatiently to write down his thoughts. Best get on it before he breaks this one and starts using ███ as ink...

...After a series of ███ were conducted, it has been concluded that it may be ███ for a ███ ███ to be ███-███. Wait... all the ink is on my hand now! And it smudged more!! Ugh!!!...

... I'm going to start forcing him to wear gloves... he's getting his inked hands all over me... at least we can shower ███!...

—

Paimon and the Traveler reviewed the notes they found contemplatingly - it was definitely not all of them, considering how hidden many of them were - but they found themselves oddly intrigued by the multitude of notes left by these two characters. Paimon was more interested in the love story part.

"You know, Paimon's not too sure... she's getting some mixed vibes from Zandik here... he seems kind of a big meanie to [Name] to be honest!" The Traveler watched in amusement as Paimon got grumpy on your behalf.

"... But he does seem to lighten up sometimes. Maybe he's not as bad as we think. Guess we can't piece together their relationships just from some notes, eh?"

"Well, Paimon thinks they seemed like a cute couple, well, minus for some things. Mostly, um... Zandik's oddness which you can't really excuse but I guess it's okay because they're long dead! Still, [Name] sure had strange taste in men..."

[mblue-art]

Maybe lil angy duck wants to be nestling nicely in cross' very flooffy hood? (I would if i could. UwU)

awww 🥺

[spaciebabie]

not bad considering i havent drawn him since september guaguhaghhehaga

[goopycloudeyes]

I’m NOT making up a dumb little self-indulgent circus AU and if anyone tells you otherwise they’re plum lyin! 😤

[neo91502]

finally getting around to posting this even though i made it 3 months ago (like mid may i think) and i didn’t doodle anything even though it is my banner, it’s still art !! hooray!!

[wyervan]

Heyo!

I love your writings and art and all. You must have given me some brainrot, cause your slasher Sun was in my dream a few nights ago. It was in an arcade (maybe theirs?) and we were just chatting. It was nice :)

Plus, a question. What's something that each of the two slasher bois are passionate to talk about? Like, you get on the topic and they will talk for hours? Keep hydrated and well rested.

Okay, I think you might be the 4th or 5th person to tell me that they’ve had dreams about the slashers? I actually had one myself a couple weeks ago featuring Moon. Not much pleasant conversation though lol, in fact, things got very violent very quickly. Comes with the territory I suppose. And not unusual for my dreams 😬. I consume a lot of horror content 👹.

I mean it’s not hard to get Sun talking on most subjects. Even ones he doesn’t know much about like, idk, sports or technology, he could go for a quite a while on what he does know (or tbh what he really doesn’t lol). Conversation can be very meandering and stream of concious with him. He thinks aloud and talks to himself too.

But I think it would become obvious from how often he brings it up when discussing other topics, that Sun’s favorite subject is the arcade/playplace and all its patrons. Especially the youngest ones. It’s really his whole world that him and Moonie have rebuilt from ruin. Every soul that has come within its walls leaves its impression on the arcade and Sun… some deeper than others.

Sun will ramble if you let him. But he’s also an hyper-attentive listener! He loves people. And loves to learn about the things that people love.

Moonie’s harder to answer for 🤔. He is just generally not a yapper. Like I just cannot see him speaking for any significant length about any subject (at least when sober). You could definitely get him started on his favorite arcade games (Galaga, Street Fighter, DDR, Rampage), but soon you’d start to see him get a bit fidgety, eyes darting over to the game cabinets.

He’d halt in the middle of explaining a technique, looking a bit frustrated because words aren’t cutting it to convey what he means. “Come here. Just show you” and he’d grab your wrist and lead you over to the game in question and demonstrate what he’s talking about first hand.

Then he’d want you to try it, switching to watching you play with rapt attention, making clipped critiques and comments, chuckling and teasing. Moon isn’t much of a conversationalist, but if he likes you, he’ll share the things he loves in his own way.