#healthier anyway :D

[fluorescentbrains]

this won’t work for everyone but my hair got so much easier to manage when i stopped washing it all the time lmao

[a-passing-storm]

I have forgotten that it is actually kind of Therapy Homework for me to post things online!

[lovebugism]

Hi!!!

Could you write jealous!eddie x reader…🫣

I’m down so bad for this man istg

ty for requesting :D i too am down bad for this man — grump!eddie can't believe other people get to look at you (jealous!eddie, established relationship, 1.7k)

bug's one year celebration ♡

Eddie thought the comic book section of Family Video was the coolest thing in the world until he met you. And it’s weird ‘cause now you’re all he can think about. He’s holding a collector’s item in his hands, but all he can see is you — and how close you’re standing to Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington.

The boy lays two VHS tapes on the counter before you, each packaged in a thick plastic case. My Neighbor Totoro and The Land Before Time. He waits for you to make an impossible choice while you idle just ahead of him, elbows propped on the countertop with your head in your hands. Your wide-eyed gaze darts between the two options.

Your head shakes between your palms. “I can’t decide,” you conclude, rising to full height with a final huff. “It’s like choosing your favorite child.”

“Well, good thing you don’t have to,” Steve quips with a lopsided smirk. His nose scrunches, and it makes his honey eyes sparkle. “‘Cause you’re getting both. On the house.”

“You don’t have to do that,” you tell him, brows pinched in a quiet sort of protest.

He drops the tapes into a plastic bag, then shrugs like his hand slipped. “Too late.”

“Won’t your boss get mad?”

“What Keith doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

“I don’t want you getting in trouble because of me,” you agonize, face twisted with every bit of it.

Steve meets your worry with a wider, pink grin. He bounces a shoulder and jostles the nametag pinned haphazardly to his emerald vest. “I’ll be fine, alright? I’m strong— I can take one of Keith’s stupid lectures.”

Your hesitant fingers brush his golden ones when you take the bag from him. “You’re so brave, Steve Harrington,” you lilt with a teasing glint in your eye, tilting your cheek to your shoulder to feign sincerity.

“The bravest, actually,” the boy jokes in return.

Eddie watches all this play out from where he lingers at the comic book stand. A whole rack of his favorite superheroes, and he isn’t paying an ounce of attention to a single one. 

He was only halfway listening at first, still mostly focused on the cartoon in his hands — if only to pretend he wasn’t completely eavesdropping on your conversation. But now he’s outright staring the two of you down, with an unabashed glare pointed at the asshole flirting with his girl. 

“God, he’s disgusting,” Eddie grumbles under his breath when Steve says something that makes you laugh.

He’s not talking totally to himself. Not entirely, anyway. Dustin’s crouched just beside him in search of one of the newer comics that he swears Keith is hiding from him. “He’s just being nice,” the curly-haired boy reasons with a shrug, obviously distracted as he flips through a stack of flimsy magazines.

Eddie scoffs and finally turns away from you to look at the boy below him. He blinks for the first time in several minutes as he shoots the kid a deadpan stare. “Oh, so it’s not because he thinks my girlfriend’s hot?”

“He’s definitely doing it because she’s hot,” Dustin answers without thinking twice.

“Watch it, Henderson.”

“You asked!” he argues, tilting his chin to look up at Eddie with a wide, ocean-eyed stare. “I’m just saying. Steve’s a good guy. He wouldn’t do that to you— Now, can you please help me find this stupid comic book before I lose my mind?”

Eddie huffs. He decides it might be healthier to distract himself with this metaphorical treasure hunt than stare daggers at you and Steve from across the room. “Which one are you looking for again?”

“Metamorpho— The original. Not the stupid reprint that just came out.”

The older boy stills. He closes the comic book between his palms with one pale hand until the cover of it flips down. Metamorpho, the vibrant cover reads, The Element Man. He’d been too busy looking at you, he hadn’t realized he’d been hiding the thing from Dustin for five whole minutes.

“Is this it?” Eddie murmurs, shoving the thing in the boy’s face.

Dustin’s head shoots up. He snatches the thing from the boy’s grip and gapes at it, with all his practiced teenage boy dramatics. “You had it the entire time?!” he shouts, but Eddie’s already sauntering to the front counter — where Steve’s still making you laugh. 

As pretty as you are smiling (so much that it makes his chest ache), there’s a simmering anger burning orange in his chest. Making you laugh is his job. Not Harrington’s.

You seem to notice his presence before he’s even wrapped you in his arms. You flash him a beaming grin that makes his stomach whirl. He gets sick with it — with nostalgia or something equally tender. 

The green of his envy starts to fade when he realizes you’re wearing his skull and cross-bones sweater, all bundled up in it like it’s yours. He feels a primal sense of ownership, knowing that you’re swaddled in something that belongs to him, knowing he has you in a way Steve doesn’t. It’s not every day the local freak gets to one-up the king.

“Ready to go?” Eddie grins, rosy and broad, as he wraps his arms around you in a loose, sideways embrace. The warmth of the proximity has your stomach doing backflips. The familiarity of his scent, musky and woody and smoky, makes your heart thud hard against your ribcage.

“Yep,” you nod, still smiling. “Steve’s letting me get the movies for free.”

Eddie’s lips smack against his teeth as his jaw drops in a feigned sense of awe. His wild curls bunch at his shoulder when his head tilts softly sideways, looking at the boy across the counter. “Aw,” he croons, high-pitched and sarcastic. “Isn’t that sweet?”

Steve rolls his eyes. “Shut up before I revoke your comic stand privileges.”

Eddie squints. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me, Munson.”

Eddie, deciding to be the bigger person, chooses to abandon the petty argument. He feels like the bigger person, anyway — like he’s ten feet tall, walking out of Family Video with you under his arm. He could lose a thousand arguments and still feel like a winner as long as he gets to crawl home to you.

You can’t help but notice how weird he’s being, though. There was a foreign bite behind his words as he spat his sarcasm at Steve. The tension follows you even now, as he opens the passenger side door of his van for you. 

Eddie holds onto the rusted latch with a pale, tattooed hand. You turn to face him instead of planting yourself onto the chipping pleather seat. “Are you okay?” you ask, a subtle furrow between your brows when you peer at him from beneath your lashes.

The boy scoffs a boyish laugh, obviously overcompensating. “Yeah, I’m fine— what are you talking about?”

Your eyes narrow. “You’re being weird.”

“I think you’re being weird, doll— interrogating me outta nowhere.” 

He expects you to laugh. Then he could tell you how pretty you are, and you’d be so flustered by the compliment that you’d forget this entire conversation ever happened. You don’t laugh, though. You don’t even crack a smile. You just keep staring at him.

“I’m fine,” Eddie groans, wild curls billowing when a breeze rolls by. He still tries to smile, though the bright pink expression doesn’t quite meet his eyes. He shrugs and tries to play it cool because anything less than that is so not metal. “I’m just… I’m just a little annoyed. That’s all.”

Your chest stings and your stomach starts to ache. Your mind reels as you try to understand what you could’ve done because the oh-so-sensitive you feels like it must be your fault.

“Annoyed at me?” you press in a tiny voice.

“No!” Eddie booms instantly, much louder than you. He quietens, but his face still swirls with protest. He could never be annoyed at you. As far as he’s concerned, you’ve never done anything wrong in your life. “No— are you kidding? You’re perfect.”

He takes your face in his ringed hands, cradling your cheeks until they squish softly together. A perfect thing, indeed.

“Then what happened?” you mutter through your gently jutted lips.

The boy drops his chin to his chest and sighs. He hates that you care so much about him that you actually make him talk about his feelings. He’d much rather bottle them up and save ‘em for a rainy day. But no, you love him enough to pry the hidden emotion from his cold, black heart.

“I don’t know,” he answers first in an inaudible murmur, kicking at loose pebbles on the concrete because it’s easier than meeting your eyes. “Sometimes it gets annoying when… Other people look at you, I guess…”

He peeks at you beneath his long lashes, button eyes made of chocolate. They swim with a glittering emotion. Something tender and sheepish. He’s like a puppy when he looks at you this way. You can’t help but find him utterly adorable accordingly.

He’s a little surprised when his words make you laugh. He wasn’t joking, really, but he’s relieved to hear the honeyed sound. It runs over him like drops of summer rain and absolves him of all his envy.

“Unfortunately, I don’t think I can fix that,” you reply, smiling wide between his calloused palms.

“I know,” he whines, pouting softly. “And it sucks. ‘Cause you’re too pretty for your own good.”

You lean further into his warm hand. You blink at him with pretty eyes, and in a pretty voice, you wonder, “Would it make you feel better if I said that I only care when you’re looking at me? And that everyone else is basically invisible when you’re around?”

Eddie’s heart swells so much it starts to ache. You’ve awoken something in him — something that used to be dead before you came around, or something that didn’t exist at all. It’s something golden and made of velvet. Something warm and honeyed. Something that doesn’t have a name because you don’t even know you’ve invented it.

Despite trying not to smile too wide, a beam begins to pull at the corners of his mouth. A second later, and he’s grinning with all his teeth. He gets all shy, ducking his gaze as he nods at you. “Yeah, actually— that does make me feel a little better.”

You beam up at him, all lovesick and stupid. With your cheeks still in his hands, you rise to the tips of your toes and press a smacking kiss to the flushed apple of his cheek.

Eddie figures it doesn’t get more metal than this.

[adwendoodles]

"… hi, Dad,"

from Oh, where do we begin? by @esamastation

Ever since I read this scene in the fic I was consumed by a need to do fanart for it. I originally wanted to do both Noctis and Regis' faces in close up, ideally in the same canvas, but couldn't get perspective to work. Then I realized it would be most logical as mini comic.

I think the part of that fic I most appreciate is how instantly Regis enters dad mode when he realizes the strange man is Noctis. Like literally he just is like "my son! my beloved baby boy! he looks older than me! oh my god he looks older than me there's gray in his hair he looks so tired he doesn't even have clean clothes :ccccc im going to dad you and silently judge your own father for his childraising choices. yeah I know i'm him sans 10 years of defeated acceptance but that isn't going to stop me."

Since 30 year old Noctis from canon seems uh, healthier and more groomed than this fic Noctis, I tried to make him more disheveled and crustier. He's paler than Regis too but that's the (likely?) vitamin d deficiency/ten years without sun. Wish I had made him Crustier tbh but my art program kept crashing. I also wanted to make him with an expression close to tears / smiling anxiously like in the fic ...so I hope to revisit this fanart someday and do it More Justice... and include Regis closeup as planned...

Anyway thank you Esama for sharing this fic with us. I literally decided to play the game because I saw you were writing fic for it and didn't want to miss out because I wasn't familiar with canon. 10/10 decision. Would cry at Regis and Noctis in the endgame again.

[goingmerryfics]

hi hi hello its me again :D another request if that's alright! could you do a chubby s/o with Kid and Killer? thank you for all your beautiful writing I enjoy it a lot!

Chubby S/O w/ Kid & Killer 

Content: Gender neutral reader, very light nsfw elements

Notes* Welcome back :P glad to have you! I was trying to be really careful with the wording on this because for some it can be a sensitive subject. Heed the contents anyway.

Kid

Pinches your cheeks ALL THE TIME

Which ones? You decide

But for real, this guy grabs your ass all the time

He doesn't care that you're bigger, but he speaks so bluntly that he will probably say something insensitive. He doesn't mean it at all though- it would be some offhand comment that was worded wrong and later confuses him as to why you're upset

He won't apologize- it's Kid, him apologizing is unheard of -but he will do something special to try and make it up to you, like make you a small gift

He would let you use his clothes. He's a tall guy who's built bigger too, so if they fit you well enough then he'd like to see you in them

If you wanted to lose weight, he would be the best workout partner. He'll yell at you the whole time, but in a motivational way!

“Don't pussy out! Keep going! One more push-up!”

‘One more’ was 15 minutes ago

He pushes you to your limits in a way that somehow helps you two develop a bond with each other 

Gives you shit if you skip leg day

If that's not your priority, he would probably suggest it once, call you weak for passing, then never bring it up again 

Won't admit that he loves cuddling with you. You're extra soft, so he likes to lie his head on your chest or stomach

Killer

He loves you exactly the way you are.

Never insensitive towards you, and sticks up for you against any comments that people might make in ignorance, whether on his crew or not

He loves to hug you, hold your hands, and touch you in any sort of way so he can feel your warmth

He'll pick you up if you let him

If you wanted to lose weight he would make sure to start with your meals- making sure they're delicious, fresh as possible, and much healthier than the usual garbage that the crew eats for meals. He'd even eat the same thing with you so you don't feel left out

He'd also be a great workout partner, but he's on a completely different level than Kid. He'll encourage you less than scream at you, giving you praise and compliments the whole time

But if you weren't interested then that's ok too. He likes you no  matter what

Personal headcanon is that he prefers chubby partners

He's always trying to be hyper aware of the kinds of words he uses not because he feels the need to tip-toe around you, but because he'd feel awful if he hurt your feelings by accident. He'd throw himself off the ship if he made you frown even a little bit

He'd be so quick to come to your side if you were feeling insecure, happy to give you all sorts of kind words to make you feel better

[imasoftieforbarb]

HAIII BUGGGGG!! IM MEEEEE!!!

HOW ARE U TODAY! What are you up to?! Anyways ….this silly has a requesttt….

Floyd x GNs/o that’s got facial or body dysmorphia?! Maybe reader is a bit bigger (like chubby!) and hates going out in public or it discourages them :D

DRINK WAYER N HAVE A NICE DAH BBG!!

-nurse anon🏩

Floyd with a partner that has body dysmorphia

He’s so supportive of you

He’ll hype you up but also respect your boundaries

If you don’t wanna go out, he’ll come to you!

Likes to take you on dates that aren’t in the public eye cause he knows how much it stresses you out

Will give you little nudges about leaving the house but will understand if you really don’t want to

If you end up deciding to leave the house, he’s so happy- makes sure you know that he loves you

“if you need to leave at anytime, just let me know and we’ll go home and snuggle! I’m so proud of you for coming out today”

He! Will! Kiss! Away! Your! Insecurities!!!

Be warned

Helps you come up with a subtle signal for going home that you can use without eyes being drawn to you

If you have comfort items, like specific clothes that help lessen the dysmorphia he will be investing so you always have a spare one

I cannot emphasise enough how much of a green flag this troll is

He’ll look for ways to help you cope more healthier

Hell if you want to go to therapy and you’re too anxious to go on your own?

He’s goin with you

God bless this man

[lelalutka]

STUFF THAT ACTUALLY HELPED ME (Dont report just block plz)

also! Sorry if some of the stuff i say is a bit confusing, its like 1:52 am and im super tired but i thought i’d make this anyway lol. Okay! no dilly dallying lets get straight into this.

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1) Make your own motovation audio

Basically, what i did was i went to my notes app and typed away literally every harsh motivation that ive ever heard that REALLY motivates me. They could be quotes that help u r3strict or they could be tips that u have heard on here.

I typed out literally all the quotes and all the tips that motivate me to r3strict, ALL into ONE note. Next, i copy pasted all that i typed into a text to speech and screen recorded the audio so i could listen to it whenever i feel unmotivated to workout or even while i work out.

2) Sparkling water

Okay, WE ALL KNOW that water should be our #1 drink throughout our WL journey but obviously it can get a little boring and after while it just doesnt keep u full for that long.. which is why i recommend 0 sugar sparkling waters! Theres so many flavours like grape, lychee, apple, raspberry, You name it!

Sparkling waters keep u FULLLL!!!! And i mean it. Not only do they taste good but u literally wont even think about food after drinking a can!

3) fruits

Fruits! Such a blessing arent they? Personally my favourite has been mandarins! You know why? Firstly, they’re only 47-50 c4lor1es!! And boy, do they keep u FULL! Pair a mandarin and a can of sparkling water and you’ll be full for hours! I also really love watermelon too! Its super high volume and sweet.. 1 slice could keep me full for a long time!

4) seasonings

Now, i understand that when trying to eat healthier foods like cucumbers or salads can be kinda boring.. which is why i loveeeeee seasonings!!! They can make something plain taste 10x better for such little c4lor1es!

My favourite go-to’s have to be mint, paprika, curry powder, beef flavouring and garlic powder :D

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Okay Its getting late now and i really should be in bed lol! I Hope some of these tips help those whoever are struggling! If u have any tips of your own feel free to comment them :) goodnightttttt <3

[elasbubble]

I watched 911 kinda regularly - without really being part of the fandom. Which to be honest seems to be healthier. Some fans are super intense and obsessed with the idea of Buck and Eddie. I never saw it really but I have to say I really like the development with Buck and Tommy.

So I never shipped Buck and Eddie romantically. I love their relationship and how close they are but I never thought there is more or there needs to be more. Now that I checked some tags here I see how popular they are and how many think that this recent development means that Buck and Eddie become a thing.

And of course I cannot say this never will be an option also regarding with how much attention they get even now. But there are some things that do not make sense to me if the plan is to pair them up.

Because A) to make them a couple they kinda have to repeat the storyline again. Buck - mostly presented as straight for six seasons - realized he is also interested in men. So at one point Eddie - who has also been only presented as straight so far - has to go through the same process to make them become a thing. So the audience would see a very similar storyline twice. And I can’t imagine that the show runners would just tell the same story again.

B) If the plan is to put these two together - why include the detour with Tommy. Why not just tell the storyline with Eddie from the start. Have them experience a very close moment in which both realize - oh it’s you who I love. Because Eddie needs to have the realisation at one point anyways to make this work. So they could just tell the story with the two of them.

C) If Buck and Eddie are together. The creators would limit themselves in telling future stories. Because Eddie and Buck already share a lot of screen time. Also have them be romantically involved would make it almost impossible to separate them and show them with other characters. It would be like work together, hang out together, go home together etc etc. So far, their individual love interests - apart from family issues - is pretty much the only thing that kinda separates them and allows the creators to tell individual storylines.

D) What would really change when they are together? Kinda goes hand in hand with the previous point. Both are super close. They care about each other. They love each other. What would change if they become a couple. Nothing except they might kiss here and there. The dynamics will remain pretty much the same.

[everywishway]

I think it's so funny that everyone is saying "fig worshipping Ankarna" while I'm sitting here going "polytheistic Kristen Applebees". Such a me thing going "yeah, but why not both?" It's never said people couldn't be polytheistic in D&D or in Solace plus the thematic parallels for Kristen would be so good.

Kristen starts off worshipping a harmful religion of the sun god and then returns to a different sun god, a healthier and more true diety than what she originally worshipped, while still worshipping her true diety, the one she is the saint of and wife of this sun god.

They don't have to be close but the appreciation Ankarna would have once she is no longer this war-ridden conquest infernal and instead back to what she originally was, a goddess of justice and hope. She would appreciate Kristen for restoring Cassandra to her true self instead of being the Nightmare King.

Plus I love the idea of them being worshipped as a pair, like a combination of Apollo&Artemis and Hades&Persephone. Day and Night gods represent each other's opposites but together anyway, working together to bring happiness to their followers and their shared Saint, Kristen Applebees the Twilight Domain Cleric. When the day and the night connect in harmony and beauty...

...I just think that's neat...

[notmyneighbor]

r&d | yog sothoth x female reader

rating | explicit

part 4/?

words | 3.2k

cw | witchcraft, minor blood/injury

ao3 link

taglist | @jazminetoad @kaislashes @lakeside-paradise @paxispax @luvvsxn @barbatoss-bitch @moody-mod

You’re never quite sure where to look when you see Lilith.

The tattooed series of eyes repeat down her face in patterns that are fairly obvious as being false, but behind that veil covering the upper part of the first floor resident’s face, you know the real ones hide. You wonder what color the irises might be; if the entire orb is not milky, clouded and seemingly blind while some magical ability helps her see much further than your own ordinary ones ever could.

Yog certainly seems to think so, anyway. The narrowed, snakelike pupils peeking between his own golden variety spare you a quick glance as you stand outside the sisters’ apartment door, one that might have meant to be reassuring or dubious or cautious. Perhaps all three.

“She might not be able to help us,” he reminds you, hesitating before knocking. “And even if she is willing and able, she definitely won’t do it for free.”

“I know. But I don’t see that we have any other choice. We need help.” You can’t believe you’d fallen for Afton’s trap for a fourth time, yet there you had been, mind still fuzzy, unable to cling to your memories of this alternate realm, only to find yourself tricked into returning once more under the false guise of a psychological health trial. The surge of memories had been staggering this time, making you stumble and nearly collapse in the guard booth. It had taken you long moments to recover, and encountering your first doppelganger version of your vampire companion hadn’t made you feel any more secure. Their appearance was identical, but of course there was none of the familiar affection in his greeting. You’d known instantly it wasn’t him, all the while hoping the real one would appear sooner rather than later.

And then he was there. Barely waiting for the door to unlock before shoving his way through and taking you in his arms, only to urge you to follow him, to see about striking a deal with the resident witch. She might be able to transport both of you at will, giving you a surprise advantage over Afton. What would happen after that still wasn’t clear. But you had to try. You don’t think it’s good for your health to keep being injected with that mysterious glowing substance; don’t like the deception and the evil trades between the doctor and his counterpart in this other plane of reality. They had to be stopped.

At the last moment Yog’s hand diverts from the wooden door to touch your cheek. “I hate having to give up time with you that might be spent more pleasantly,” he murmurs.

“I know. I do, too.”

His lips press against yours, and you can feel the fingers on your skin start to tremble with the effort of restraining himself, keeping the kiss brief and chaste. Then he swiftly turns his attention back to the barrier marked 1-04 and knocks on it, firmly and rapidly.

It does not take long for the door to shift, the features of Anazareth Anazarel greeting the pair of you. She has the same full, plush lips as her sibling, but there the similarities starkly end. Her eyes are dusted in glittery cotton candy pink, the hue of her skin a much healthier shade than her sister’s pallor. Her toffee hair is nearly coiffed into a tidy wave and the color of her horns compliments the makeup she’s painted her face with and the gauzy, shimmery gown clutching her curvaceous form.

Her eyes slide open to regard you and the vampire, each look careful and considering. “Yes?”

“We’re here to see Lilith.”

“We’re not expecting visitors today.”

“Let them in, Ana.”

Lilith’s voice drifts into the hallway, but you still can’t view the witch from the narrow gap the curse maker has created.

Anazareth frowns, but relents, pulling the door open further to allow you to enter. The bloodsucker enters first, his eyes sweeping the room for any possible danger before gesturing for you to follow with a quick flick of his fingers.

The scent of incense greets you strongly as you cross the threshold. The interior of the apartment is as different from Yog’s as night and day. The living room is furnished in plush pouf chairs. An artificial hearth decorated with lit candles lines the opposite wall, the source of the heavy fragrance wedged between two of them, the ceramic jar holding several smoking reeds. There are a pair of tables piled high with books, crystals and a mortar and pestle and many jars filled with powders and liquids. A pentacle that looks permanently burnt into the floorboards draws the eye to the room’s center, and a beaded curtain draped across the opening of the hallway obscures what other things might lie beyond.

“You may go, Ana. I wish to speak to these guests alone.”

Anazareth’s lips press into a thin line of disapproval but she follows her sister’s wishes, disappearing behind the curtain.

The witch occupies one of the soft looking chairs, a long chain with a many faceted stone dangling from one hand. It moves in a steady circle, as if driven by some unseen force. She hums thoughtfully and it immediately stills. “The vampire I know. You, I do not.” Her face turns in your direction. “You don’t belong here. To this realm. Yet here you are. Can you explain?”

You shuffle your feet nervously. Her voice is so melodic, so captivating. You wonder if there is magic being laid over those utterances; a kind of spell being cast, compelling you to answer. “I come from another plane of reality. A man called William Afton keeps injecting me with something from this astral realm, something that he was given by Orcus Dis Pater in exchange for the doppelganger technology.” You pause to take a breath, grateful for the warmth of the hand Yog rests along your spine. “We’re trying to stop them, to protect both our realities. We were wondering if you would be able to send me back at will. And transport Yog as well. I was able to take back something with me, once; some jewelry that I carried. But touching him does not allow me to bring him back. So we need your help,” you finish a little breathlessly.

“Come closer,” the witch beckons.

You hesitate, looking to the vampire for guidance. He nods, but you can see the tension in his shoulders as they stiffen.

You move until you’re standing beside the seated woman. She tips her head up, but you still can see nothing beneath the tight clutch of the fabric over her eyes. “Give me your hand.”

You obey, holding it out to her as if you were to shake hers in greeting. She immediately grasps it, turning it over before her thumb slides over the inside of your wrist, stroking over the thin blue branching veins visible beneath the skin. Her fingernails are painted a deep shade of garnet that is so dark it is nearly black, the varnished laquer catching the lights of the candelabra above. “There is something in your blood that should not be there.”

You nod. “That’s it. The glowing stuff that Orcus gives to Afton. We don’t really know where the source is.”

“And you, vampire. Come here.” She releases her grip on you and it seems as if you can still feel the touch lingering, a strange, tingling kind of heat flaring along the joint.

The second floor resident does not look best pleased to be ordered around; he’s been scowling ever since Lilith had touched you. Yet still he acquiesces, closing the distance with a confident, brisk stride. He doesn’t wait for the request to offer his hand, instead shoving back his shirt sleeve and thrusting his upper extremity in her direction. She repeats the same process she had used on you, then nods and he withdraws his arm.

“There is some of that substance in you as well. Faint traces. Like an echo. But you are not a source.”

“I’ve not been able to find it in anyone else. I would have tasted it for certain. I’ve never sampled it in any species of victim, until I fed from…” He lets his voice trail off, looking a little embarrassed.

“So we truly don’t know the origins of that elixir. You would need to follow the skinner. Trail his hunt. Dangerous, even for you, bloodsucker,” she cautions. “Perhaps too risky. But there might be another way yet to achieve what you seek.”

“I’m listening.” Yog folds his arms across his chest.

“The substance in this traveler. If we could extract the otherworlder’s blood, I might be able to create a spell to open a portal.”

“Extract it how, precisely?” The vampire’s fangs seat on his bottom lip, his other teeth gritted.

Lilith’s own pair, hers much more like sewing needles, the eye teeth sharp and slender, flash brightly against her darkly painted lips. “A simple cut will suffice. Perhaps at the wrist would be best.” She taps a fingernail along the sleeve of her black gown thoughtfully. “The substance is clearly what brings her here, its eventual depletion pulling her back. We need a similar method for you, vampire. Something from this realm that will draw you back to it, after a time.”

“Can’t he just feed from me? Or you could inject him with some of my blood?”

Lilith shakes her head at your suggestions, the earrings dripping near her cheeks jingling softly. “It would not work, I can assure you. The proper concentration required is unknown. It is not a pure ingredient any longer, now that it is in your bloodstream; the potency and efficacy has undoubtedly been affected. We must resort to other means. I’ll need something from you, Yog.”

His features darken with wariness. “Like what?”

The witch’s lips twitch in a brief smirk. “Nothing that will tax you to donate. I can create a binding spell with some of your hair. With the proper flame it will eventually be consumed, becoming ash. When it has all transformed, you will be drawn back here. It will not last long, so you will need to use your time there wisely.”

“Then what? What happens next?” He presses.

“Then, if I am successful, the pair of you will be able to travel through the newly created portal together. I cannot vouch for how long that gap between worlds will last. Mere minutes, most likely. I would need much more of the substance in its purest form to make something longer lasting.”

Your russett haired companion frowns, then nods. “An experiment, then. A trial run.”

“But you will lose your advantage over Afton if you are seen. You will need to be very cautious, evening walker.”

“How do we determine where we end up on the other side?”

“You can’t, precisely; not yet, anyway. The door guardian will naturally be recalled back to her body, and you along beside her, given the proximity of the spell I’m creating. There must be an enchantment of some sort that pulls her here to this specific location. We’ll need to establish what that is and recreate its counterpart on the other side. Now that I know of its existence, I can aid in that endeavor.”

The vampire makes a low growl. “I do not like all these what ifs and maybes. There are too many unknowns.”

Lilith laughs, a sound that is like wind chimes striking together. “You sought my help, as I recall.”

“I’m doing this to help all of us,” Yog spits back at her. “You might think your magic keeps you safe, but it doesn’t. The doppels are growing stronger. And if Afton and Orcus manage to move armies of them across the borders of our worlds…”

The amusement instantly fades from the witch’s lips. “Alright, bloodsucker. You’ve made your point. Now let me make mine. Namely, payment. What are you offering for this service? As you can imagine, the cost will be very steep.”

“What do you want?” This time you decide to speak.

“Oh, young mortal. What a dangerous query that is.”

“Careful,” Yog hisses under his breath.

“You’re protective of this one, aren’t you? A fierce wolf guarding a pup.”

“What of it?”

She shakes her head, the maroon tinted tresses swaying back and forth. “It might be an advantage. Or it may prove fatal. Only time will tell.”

“So what is your price?”

The seated woman runs the tip of her tongue over her bottom lip. “What indeed. I think I shall present it like this: Since there is no guarantee of the success of this venture, you may use my services without cost this time. But if it is successful, and you seek my help again, you must give me whatever I name.”

Yog scoffs. “Absolutely not. No deal.”

Lilith’s ebony lace adorned shoulders lift and fall in a shrug. “It matters not to me. Again, I am not the one so desperate.”

“Yog,” you whisper.

“Give us a moment.” His fingers curl around your upper arm and he brings you closer to the door. You’re willing to bet the witch can hear every word spoken. It’s not that far from her, and she does have supernatural powers, after all.

“I don’t like this. She’s up to something. No one gives anything away for free. That condition of payment later leaves a bad taste in my mouth.”

“What choice do we have, though?”

Yog sighs heavily. “I don’t know. I’ve wracked my brain trying to come up with another, but this is all I could conjure.”

You inhale deeply, trying to gather your courage. “Then we do it.”

“Are you sure?” His fingers tuck under your chin, lifting it slightly.

“I trust you.”

“I trust you, too. Lilith, not so much.” He heaves another sigh, letting his hand drop. “Alright. We’ll do it.”

He leads you back to the seated resident.

“Have you decided?”

“We have. We accept your terms.”

Lilith grins, revealing the full set of razor sharp looking teeth. “Excellent. Then let’s begin, before the source you’re carrying dwindles any further.”

The witch stands, somehow rising gracefully from that low position, and begins rearranging things on one of the tables. A wicked looking knife with a jeweled handle appears and you feel your pulse race. Yog’s fingers thread through yours and he squeezes gently.

Lilith reaches for one of the locks curling near the nape of the vampire’s neck, sawing it off with the blade and quickly winding a thread around it. She places it inside a glass dish and sets it aside.

“I’ll cast the spell to ignite the flame after this. Let me see your wrist again.”

You swallow thickly, offering it to her.

The knife moves quickly, a serpent’s silver tongue flicking out and slicing neatly along your fragile skin. Your blood immediately spills forth, the crimson flow tainted by the obvious syrup of Afton’s mysterious substance. It’s caught inside a shallow bowl pressed beneath your forearm, the fluid collecting until she nods in satisfaction and she speaks to the vampire. “Your turn to lend services again, bloodsucker. Reseal the flesh.”

Yog’s nostrils have flared at the scent of your lifeforce, his bruised eyes hollowed with hunger and desire. He’s still gentle when he manipulates your limb, his tongue sliding along the blood trail and his mouth sucking at the laceration. A fire instantly builds in your core, mirroring his desire. The sooty lashes flutter in rapture, a soft moan of regret escaping when he releases you, the cut now a dry red line marking your skin.

“Good. The flame is lit and the circle is prepared.” Lilith finishes murmuring her spell near the bound clump of Yog’s hair and a purple flame appears, scentless and smokeless as it begins to gnaw away at the rust colored strands. She gestures to the pentacle that is now outlined in your blood and Orcus’ stolen gift. The smell of brimstone overpowers the incense and you can feel heat being generated at the symbol’s center. “What are you waiting for? Go, before it dissipates. I’ll keep watch over your corporeal form,” she directs at the vampire.

Yog’s fingers grip yours tightly now. He leans to brush a rough kiss against your mouth. “Ready?”

You don’t think you truly are, but you nod.

“Remember your promise,” Lilith’s voice calls as the vampire escorts you inside of the circle. “Remember our deal.”

The heat intensifies. Your hair lifts in an invisible breeze. Your eyes meet Yog’s.

Then the world goes dark.

***

You awaken to find yourself strapped to a chair.

For a moment, the disorientation overwhelms you, preventing you from trying to struggle against your bonds. How had you gotten here? Where even is here?

Then a face appears above yours; one that should be frightening, but isn’t. The golden eyes are kind, frantically searching to see if you’re harmed, the fingers moving over your restrained limbs gentle.

“Yog,” you whisper.

“You remember me?” He freezes, the hope thick in his voice. “You remember it all?”

“My mind feels fuzzy, like it’s stuffed with cotton, but…yes. Yes, I remember you.”

“I’ll get you out. Maybe I can…” The vampire’s face lifts, his eyes focusing on the camera mounted on the wall. A sudden dark cloud wafts across the room, obscuring the lens. “Lilith’s not the only one with supernatural abilities,” he murmurs, sounding a little smug. “Hopefully I haven’t been spotted yet.”

He again reaches for one of the metal bands encircling your wrist but you halt him quickly.

“You can’t. Afton will know, if I’m freed. I have to keep playing along. So I can go back again. See you,” your voice softens with affection.

The vampire hesitates. “I don’t like seeing you bound like this. Because of that monster—”

“—It worked, Yog. We did it. We got you here. And I remember now.”

“Yeah, we did it,” he agrees, his voice husky. “I’m just worried about what comes next. What compensation Lilith will demand. We need to find that anchor she spoke of. I need to figure out the source. And we need to determine how we’re going to stop Afton and Orcus.”

“We’ll do it. Together.” You pause, swallowing, trying to work moisture into your mouth. “I’m so dizzy,” you murmur. “Throat feels like sandpaper.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he apologizes, brushing back some of the hair that’s fallen across your face. “It’s that damn stuff he injects you with.” He rubs his thumb over your bottom lip. “I don’t want him hurting you anymore. I’ll do whatever it takes to stop him. Whatever it takes,” he repeats vehemently.

“Yog, you should hide, in case they come in once they notice the camera feed is dead while you’re waiting for Lilith’s spell to wear off.”

“They won’t see me,” he assures you. “I’ll be waiting for you on the other side.” He bends to kiss your mouth, tongue tapping gently against yours, and then he moves away, sighing and brooding beside you one moment, gone the next.

[anonzentimes]

hi zen!! my friends and i are doing a powerpoint night this monday and like any self-respecting person almost 7 months deep in a dangan hyperfixation (i'm never getting out of here) i am using it as a platform for an all-encompassing kmhn infodump. this powerpoint is going to be the komahina bible and i want to hit Every Stop. i will grab everything i can find. no hesitation. however !! the danganronpa franchise is A Lot. so there's always a chance i will miss something. so! as a fellow kmhn understander and enthusiast, is there any particular Komahina Moment or piece of analysis you feel people often miss or overlook? could be big or small, or involve just one of the two of them, but i'd appreciate the input! <3 have a good one :D

OH MY GOD??? I’LL TRY TO ANSWER IN TIME FOR YOUR POWERPOINT LMAO THAT SOUNDS AWESOME?????? You should record it! Well, you probably will, but I’m still saying it anyways just in case you aren’t, because something that fun going unrecorded sounds like a tragedy!

I’ve had ideas of doing all encompassing komahina rambles for a video or something, but I’m already working on other projects so It’ll be a long time before I even try lmao. Makes me happy someone is trying something similar, and with friends no less! I’d be happy to help in any way I can, I hope you and your friends have fun! :D

ANYWAYS. I’ll say a huge ramble of Komahina things and hope it helps LOL.

This is more of a silly statement, but for a FULL Komahina coverage I think it’s most satisfying to cover the different flavors of komahina, if that makes sense? Like, depending on what approach you’re taking you may not cover kamukoma, since to a degree that’s an entirely different ship, but you’d still cover the canon adjacent other flavors. Basically, try including the canon adjacent variations!!! The Dangan island events are good for analyzing their dynamic with less horrible circumstances bringing them to worst and causing them to hurt each other. The stage plays are also great to mention since there’s some komahina content that is play original, and seeing them physically interact is fun! Can’t forget the Komahina CD too Lol. There’s also smaller things like their anniversary outfits, especially the matching purple ones, their animal outfits, and their Danganronpa S Swimsuits!

Little details that are so special to me are things like the parallel of Nagito waking Hajime up being reserved in Danganronpa 2.5, and there’s also how things like Hajime’s grief for Nagito that’s so compelling, special, and telling about their dynamic.

I think my main thing to actually add on properly is that, a lot of people say Hajime hates Nagito which is absolutely incorrect. I don’t think I’d try so hard or care enough to revive and or wait until a person I hated woke up. Hajime displays he actively cares a lot, they just happen to feel hurt and betrayed by each other due to the circumstances. Komahina is unhealthy but it isn’t toxic, if that phrase makes sense. The beauty of it is that they grow TO be healthier, they learn to love each other, understand each other, and in the process learn to understand and love themselves. Komahina is reciprocal, it gets unhealthy due to circumstances, but it is reciprocal and the beauty of it is them becoming healthier together.

Nagito is not a malicious psychopath, and Hajime is not an overly horny person with no personality, I see them misinterpreted and characterized like that constantly It’s ridiculous. Hajime is awkward, conflicted, introverted, caring, and tries to be positive but ultimately is usually a realist. Hajime gets attached to people easily and deals with discrimination, insecurity, and self esteem. Hajime is relatable enough to where he’s empathetic but unique enough to where he’s special.

Nagito is a mentally ill queer coded man who is an antagonist and an anti-hero. He is morally gray when it comes to his unhealthy coping mechanism and has complicated beliefs, he’s honest, intelligent, struggles with insecurity, struggles with self esteem, has absolute beliefs influenced by hope’s peak, is a parallel and warped version of Makoto while being his own person, and he’s very sweet. Nagito’s love language seems to be mostly playful teasing, he rambles a lot and weirds people out just by saying what he thinks is fact. He has tonal issues and usually isn’t self aware, despite this he also worries about the impression he gives off if he thinks it matters. His beliefs are very hierarchy based and he thinks he’s all the way at the bottom, he doesn’t absolutely hate people like him but he thinks they have no purpose other than to help those more capable and projects onto them. Nagito is a very complex character, he is numb to intense situations due to the immense trauma of it being normal for him. He’s optimistic but also pessimistic, he’s positive but also incredibly anxious, he’s well intentioned but also thinks anything is okay if it’s for hope, there’s a lot to Nagito but in the end once it clicks it really clicks. He is contradictory in a way that perfectly makes sense, creating the perfect character. There’s a lot to him but when you understand him there’s no need for words, you just get it. There’s a feeling to him, an understanding, and I think that’s really special. He really is amazing.

Anyways, the ramble on summarizing both of their characters simply is to more expand on points about their dynamic! Nagito and Hajime are sides of the same coin. Nagito is irrational when it comes to Hajime in the way that he defies his normal behaviors because he usually avoids others and thinks he’s not worth the ultimates time, it means so much to me that Nagito just immediately had a feeling and connection with him. I’ve seen some people not think about it, but genuinely Komaeda feels something upon first sight and it’s irrational given his regular behavior it’s so sweet.

This has been just a lot of me rambling, but hopefully some of it helps! I had fun yapping haha, thanks for you ask!

[mochinomnoms]

Im going through your blog again and the symbolism with Mrs.Rosehearts and making her a lionfish is so good! Similarly to how lionfish are an invasive species in the Atlantic because of how they could potentially harm the existing species there remains me of how Mrs.Rosehearts was harmed the potential friendship between riddle and trey and chenya and created a unhealthy environment and mindset for riddle. The coral reefs could’ve flourish and prosper if not for the danger of lionfish just like how riddle could’ve been a happier and healthier child if not for his mother’s teaching methods.

There’s also the possibility that Mrs.Rosehearts methods could be a product of her childhood or something that we just don’t know. If that were the case then it adds even more symbolism as lionfish could’ve be a released or escaped from marine aquariums and are just trying to survive in a environment that isnt made for them just like how Mrs.Rosehearts could have trauma of their own (which of course doesn’t excuse what she did to riddle but it makes her more human than just a evil person) and is trying to raise riddle the best she can

Anyways i hope this makes sense and thank you for feeding my floyd x riddle thoughts :D

-🪸

Thank you!! I'm glad you noticed, I wanted to connect her with a lionfish for a few reasons, like the ones you listed, but also because they're prey for moray eels! If the eel is able to bite on the lionfish head down and face first, their spines collapse down and become harmless.

I wanted to kinda show how she sort of met her match with the Leeches, but a lionfish's spines aren't just to look pretty. They're to protect themselves, and I do like to speculate how she had to grow up to become the prickly woman we're currently familiar with.

I love your analysis tho! I like hearing these sorts of thoughts from people a lot!!

[generalpalacefishgoop]

You know the posts recently about bbh neg on twter, the timing of it with that going on, makes me want to hurl, they don't give a shit about "victims" or the real issues. They just want to dunk on the next cc they hate using the current "momentum".

You know what, I say let them go ahead and try to "cancel" Bad, really, go ahead. They're just regurgitating shit DSMP fans has said over the years again and again about Bad. Its fcking funny actually. Oh not forgetting they had to invent new ones or ones THAT THEIR FAVES HAVE DONE TOO BTW, to "cancel" Bad. To think I was looking forward to QSMP fans being "healthier" or "better" than DSMP ones, oh boy am I sorely disappointed.

Let them run their mouths about Bad. Cuz I'm 100% sure the CCs , QSMP admins, and Quackity give 0 shit about them. Etoiles knows and has already expressed how he knows that Bad is overly hated by the fandom and how he receives neg on the daily. Despite knowing that, he's still cordial with Bad. And he even expressed how he tries to not be "angry" or "frustrated" at Bad or else the parasocial fucks will come running to "defend" him from "evil" BBH when he has said a million times over that its not a fcking big deal, and hes just expressing himself NOT IN A NEG WAY. but noooo parasocial fucks be like "oh no my skunkrly wrunkly his feelings got hurt oh no" same shit with foolish fans. Fcking blind af. Esp the new ones who hasnt experienced the prank wars in dsmp. Fcking joyless fucks who cant handle a fcking block game that theyre not even playing. But thankfully, Etoiles stopped being so concerned, and well, yk with Foolish lmao same old same old.

(Disclaimer: SOME FANS NOT ALL, IM TALKING ABOUT THE TOXIC PARASOCIAL FUCKS, YES EVEN THE BIG ACCOUNTS ON TWITTER WITH THOUSANDS OF FOLLOWERS. You know who. Big numbers doesn't mean they're more RIGHT. A parasocial fuck is a parasocial fuck. Also, when I say parasocial, I mean the ones who are toxic and project themselves onto the CC. Being parasocial is fine, if it's the healthy kind, if you know what I mean)

I digress, there's no fcking unfollows or subtweets from CCs to Bad, unlike with D or F. In fact, some CCs and CLOSE FRIENDS of Bad's have always praised Bad and defended him TO THIS DAY. If that is not enough of an indication of how unproblematic he is, Idk what else to say. Just fuck off and live a life in constant misery and hatred ig. That's why don't respond to fucks like that. Just mute em. They can yap all they want but it means SHIT ALL if you don't see it. BBH's community is WAY WAY smaller than the whole fandom (and theres wayyy more toxic fucks) so bbhs community saying shit back to the toxic shits will also mean SHIT ALL. They CLEARLY don't watch Bad anyways so what's the point. Better way to deal with this shit is fight the misinformation, that's all. Spread more positivity and give ppl FULL context and CORRECT information. If you see some shit against Bad, report it and send it to whatever ban list qsmp uses. Send it to mods or something. Ik that Bagi's discord has something like that.

Oh but ppl be like /rp or /lh or "it's just my opinion", who gives a shit. Still report them. We're not dumb. The mods or whoever admins are not dumb. That negative toxic fuck smell on it, is fcking obvious enough.

STOP GIVING THEM ENGAGEMENTS. We can happily stay in each others bubbles without ever talking to each other, AND THAT IS FINE. Don't let the negative fucks in. Mute and report them, and I guarantee you, that fcking stranger on the Internet, you'll forget within DAYS. those fuckers won't even exist to you, vice versa.

THEIR WORDS HOLD NO POWER OVER YOU OR THE QSMP COMMUNITY. KEEP THE QSMP COMMUNITY HEALTY AND SAFE. Fuck them toxic shits.

[mmmmmmky]

Live Blogging Walpurgis Night (spoilers)

what is the L corp not cut in half????? there are two walls in the halls????????????? anyways

this is neat, dante canon choosing ids and faust telling them what they should use bc she is curious, silly. Also dante canonically have all the walpurgis IDs lmao. I think i have them all??? except ryoshu and the red shoes rodya.

silly, also kindaa interesting as he is the onlyyy id without a walpurgis thing hmhmhmmhmmhmmmm. roland heathcliff is coming actually, we just got red mist ryoshu.

hmhmhmhmmh keeping up with the ideas and things from the warp train. Probably building up to somethingggg, faust being more down to earth maybe and with the sinners and such?

I love them so muchhhh, sinclair is such a fella. I might keep it more condensed from here and only say when i have something big to say but nahhhh its my post on my blog. I will ramble away.

it is a lot to screenshot though. but hmhmhmm they are dissing my guyyyy yesoddd

lmaooooooo

:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(::(:(:(:(:(:(:(::(:(:(:(:( geez rip my guy danm :(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(

honestlyyyy fairrr this is early lob corp too before we get many missions done and such probably and no suppression

raghhhhhh ueueueueueue sobbing yeah. it is very interesting to see commentary on the lob corp gang from a healthier work environment (which is saying something with it is the limbus company) but yeahhhhhhhhh mm mmm mm.

girlie lmaooo to busy reading the lore and story it is ordeal time. hmmmmmmm this is interestinggg way doing of violet ordeals, a lot more fitting and flows more though (POST KAY ah okay i see)(imagine below is part of post kay)

ok but like PLEASEEEEE CMONNNN IT WILL BE SO FUNNNN. i wonder if this hints at something like that later, we are for sure going to be doing big things by next walpurgis holy fuckkkkk solemn lament yi sang is fun to play omgggg WHATTTTTTT

HI HOD HI HOSD HI HOD HIIIIIII HI HODDDDDDDD :D omg hod :> it is veryyy interestinggggg how we can talk to hod, i wonder if we will see more, esperailly if they ramp up, i am really thinging we could meet x or angela even maybeee later as things ramp upp.

pewpew, also woahhhh she sees us??? hi hodddd!

hmhmhmhmm middle layer up already?? also hmmm they are ampules, i see, probably was explained before but neat

pfft

woah woah woah woah woahhhhhh hmmmmm damge types explained in limbus will be neat, especially pale damage wink wink nudge nudge (hi chai!! if you are reading!) this alll is really cool how deep into lob corp we are goin

seperate post for SL Sang uptie story probably but i am doing here before i do noon ordeal also fixed announcers is neat

i love her. also woah silly ui

easiest walpurgis yet i think idk, all the missions in one go except for 6+ neg status effects

it was really cool and interesting though, neat

[nocreativityfornames]

Hello! Um, I don't know how welcome you are to asks but I kinda wanted to bring up this little headcanon I have of Michael that you may or may not find interesting? Iv posted about it somewhere on my blog, but to summarize it, here

Consider the potential of a Teenage Michael!

Hear me out! I just think there is a lot of potential, not only angst wise but also narrative wise.

I just love the idea of the head angel of the celetial relm being this scrawny teenage boy with issues.

Not only is he a teenager with the responsibility of being the mature older brother to the other angels, therefore, having to step up more in the absence of lucifer, but also having a lowkey abusive father who burdens him with religious trauma.

And I just loove the trope where it's like:

The younger siblings stays behind with abusive parents left to take care of the rest of their family because their older sibling left to live a healthier life. And resentment builds because they think their older sibling abomdoned them.

Also considering how I don't think the devs will make him a villian, I think it would make Michael look way more sympathetic if he was on the younger side.

Is this accurate to what the game has established Michael to be? Not really but they've retconned things before. Not that I'd ever think they'd go along with a concept like this.

Anyways I'm writing this at like 11pm so exuse the spelling errors, I'm so tired 🥲.

Ps. I really like your content :D

I actually REALLY like that, and the angst oh boy :")

I mean, looking back to NB S1 (spoilers!!!) with this in mind makes everything so much sadder. Like how he disguised himself as Raphael just to visit the others in the Devildom because he missed them and didn't know how to interact with them as himself. And also him giving Lucifer that ultimatum to either come back or make the Devildom an enemy of the Celestial Realm as a last attempt to bring his older brother and brothers back (even though deep down he knew they'd refuse) because he was struggling to step up and handle things on his own after he left, especially since the trauma of the war was still fresh for everyone (including himself) and he had to look after the traumatized part of the family that stayed, like you said.

Which is... heartbreaking.

Funny thing though: I always thought Michael to be the oldest one (or them being twins) and your ask made me start thinking about how that would play out in this scenario with the og game stuff in mind.

So like, the older sibling carrying resentment while also being happy for the youngest because they got tired of the abuse and had the courage to stand up to their parent and leave to have a happier life when he couldn't because he still feels tied to that parent and that it's his responsibility and duty to stay with them no matter what (think of Dean and Sam from SPN, who have this exact dynamic and a very complicated relationship with their father).

And then there's the whole thing about Michael being the one to cast out Lucifer and his brothers from the Celestial Realm, which only adds to this. It's like: the younger brother stood up to his father and was met with rage, so the oldest stepped up and to avoid something even worse from happening kicked him out of the house himself.

(@luckykittysshowerthoughts has an amazing post about this that has never left my mind ever since I read it and I recommend everyone reading it)

So we fast-forward to years and years later where the oldest is still living with their parents looking after the siblings who didn't leave while missing his younger brother, worrying for him, and wanting to know how he's doing. So he tries his best to stay in contact and know what's happening but since their relationship has been strained ever since what happened (because from the youngest's POV his older brother betrayed him by not taking his side and kicking him out of the house, which I think was how Lucifer felt for a long time before he saw the bigger picture as he got older) the youngest rejects his attempts at trying to contact him and the oldest's only way to know how he's doing is by sending his other siblings to check up on him or contact the people close to him.

Does he do it to the point where it gets annoying? Yes. Is his constant need to know how his brother is doing making said brother feel even more frustrated with him and only driving him further away? Yes. Would it have been better if he had left the brother alone and waited for him to reach out on his own? Yes. But he can't find it in himself to do that because he'd worry too much and miss him even more.

Tbh, I can see both of these scenarios being true together. So younger Michael right after the fall is still bitter and doesn't want to admit that he misses Lucifer and his brothers (he didn't seem to like to hear that Luke thought he missed them when talking to him as Raphael) and later accepting that and leaving a lot of that resentment behind to just be happy for them and miss them, wanting to know how they're doing often, etc.

So I definitely don't see him as evil either, but more of a broken younger/older sibling who wants to reconnect with his family and whose intentions are good but don't translate very well in his method of doing things.

Sorry for going on my own rambling here, lol

And I'm more than fine with asks, I love discussing stuff about the game and the characters <3

[lunchtimebedamned1997]

Cosplay WIP and Doodle Dump >:3

Haven't really been working on a bunch of digital art lately bc I've been busy working on cosplays and crying over Stolitz XD

But I thought I'd show you all what I've been working on since I'm really excited about it! <3 (So many updates :D)

Let's start with Helluva doodles!

I finally started drawing Blitzø and Fizzy-Frog! <3 Fizzy looks so much healthier in the newst ep I could CRY ohhh my goddd. And both Fizz and Blitzø look so dapper! Little cuties! Little cuties who are friends again! My heart!

Next up: Cosplay props!

We've got a lot of stuff for the Vees, and then a liiiitle bit of Angel Dust progress to show y'all!

Let's start with Vox since I only have one main thing I've made so far!

I had an old pair of headphones that stopped working, and I'd already worn them to costest Vox (since I'm not going for the TV screen approach) and so I thought I could give them a makeover! I decided to do the symbols from his silly little hat, and paint the microphone tip to resemble the little red bauble at the end of his antenna!

I just sanded the labels off, painted everything in acrylic and then sealed it with clear nail polish, pretty simple stuff, but I'm really pleased with the effect! And I think it will be a nice touch for the costume! <3

Now onto Valentino! I have the most stuff for him so far bc everything that wretched man owns is cool AF and I wanted to make, like, all of it XD

I started with the guns from 1x02 ala: "Which of these makes me look sexier ;3" since I thought they were both pretty iconic and I definitely want to film that little clip once my cosplays are ready to go hehe

(My reference Image ^)

This pink one is definitely my favorite, both in the show and based on how it came out in the end! I've only ever built one propgun before this for Jinx, so it was really fun to get back to it again! Lots of math and measurements, but luckily I'm a little racoon creature who hordes recycling like my life depends on it XD Even though he actually bedazzles another gun in the meeting room in 1x02, I was not about to make a third one in the span of two weeks, so I decided to just put it on one side of the pink, and I really love it tbh!

The gold and grey definitely looks a bit more... cardboard-y, but I'm okay with it tbh, I don't love the design of this one as much, so I probably won't be using it on it's own as often as the pink! But I still think it turned out well overall! Especially bc by the time I got to this one my exacto-blade was crapping out on me hardcore lmao

I also have two hand options ready for Valentino! I noticed that sometimes he has gold claws, and sometimes his hands are fully black, so I thought it would be good to have a couple options!

I went ahead and ordered some pleather gloves which I think work really well for him on their own, but then I also took some fake nails and layered them with gold acrylic paints and clear nail polish to make his 'actual' hands. I figured if I need a particular close-up for a shot it would be really cool to use black facepaint on my skin, and then have these nails stuck on! I just used eyelash glue to test out affixing them last night, and I think it actually worked super well!

Since the nails are pretty, well, claw-like I don't want them on all the time, but I still need them to stay when I'm moving around in costume, and I think the eyelash glue is kind of the perfect things for my at-home cosplay needs! I'd definitely want to do something stronger if I was going to a con in these, but yeah - XD I'm rambling, anyways -

Let's move onto Velvette!

I had an extra set of gold nails I'd made, that I was originally planning on attaching to the gloves (I did not like how that looked lmao) but I didn't want them to go to waste, so I used some of the little gems and do-dads that I had laying around to make them match one of the bra-tops I'm planning to use for Velvette! (Yes that sparkly orange and pink thing on the left is what I tried to match it to!)

I have a plethora of blank fake nails now, so I think it would be really fun to make a pair that matches each of Vel's outfits! I hyper-fixated on nail art for a couple years when I was a kid, so I'm really excited to play with those skillz again lmao - especially because I can use acrylic paint for these instead of nail polish which really cuts down on cost and expands my color ranges exponentially!

The last thing I have to show you for the Vee's specifically is the wigs I ordered for them! (I want to scream, I'm so excited!!!!)

(All of these are from Wig Is Fashion btw, notspon or anything I just have really loved their wigs so far! I really hope these three work well!)

Finally, my gloves for Angel and a couple of my colored lights for filming came in, so I just threw on one of the outfits I have ready for him, the wig I styled, and the gloves to get a feel for how it was coming along :3

I think I want to get different little shorts for this look (maybe pleather?) and figure out a couple other details to add in, because I feel like there is currently too much 'blank' space in the look. I'm sure that will be lessened by the makeup, set, etc. But I want to make sure the extra looks I have for characters still feel 'designed'/styled well, obvi.

Anyways! Lots of work to do, and I still need to buy a new sewing machine so i can make some of the actual outfits from the show, but it's all a process lmao

I'm planning a full-on Angel CMV atm, as well as a ton of other videos, but that's all a ways away lmao, I wanna really put effort into it which means time haha

I did already post some little Cherri, Angel, Vox and Charlie closet-costests to my TT if y'all are interested! I've also made Millie and Blitzø horns, but tbh I just can't be assed to get pictures of all of that rn XD if you look at the most recent (as of rn lmao) 'cosplay updates' vid that's up, you can see the horns, wigs etc that I didn't show in this post!

My main links are all right here if you want 'em: https://lunchtimebedamned.carrd.co/

And with that I'm going to go have brain-off time LMAO I've been working non-stop for weeks on this. I'm also sorry to anyone waiting for the Ch.4 update on The Space Between Us, this chapter is deciding to be very slow-going and difficult. IRL stuff is probably heavily contributing to that, but oh well. Know that I am working on it <3