#here you go thank you for liking the starter call :D

[ofgentleresolve]

@mythvoiced ♡'d for a starter!

Salt water dripping from her hair and clothes, she disregards the puddles that follow behind her.. For once, her head feels clear, less lucid than usual- floating in the water calms her, she’s found. That and well, she’s late for her shift; Mama is already in bed. And suddenly, as she’s tying her apron on, the chill from her late night swim clamps around her body; or maybe it’s always been there and she didn’t realize until now.

“Real or not.” She mumbles to herself, staring at her wet hands for a long moment. And then she notices the CUSTOMER waiting to get their items checked out and bagged. Caught off guard, she suddenly laughs. Nervously. “Um, real or not- do you need a bag for your purchase?”

[ratzhatz14]

thank you for both your T sprout redesigns btw. I like the design of the normal T sprout, but I always felt he was sorta lacking on a interesting gimmick, So these are really cool to see!

Also on a similar note here, what would be your take on T Cosmo? semi hot take but I always felt like T cosmo was in the same boat as T sprout.

I mean the only other toons who don't have any sort of special gimmick are the starter toons you get at the beginning, Poppy and Boxten.

As much as I adore the starter toons, and as much as I understand it was probably either a balance reason or a "we ran out of ideas" reason, it always felt kinda odd to me personally to group him and only him in with the starters.

Even if it's like a super simple one like Shrimpo where he's super slow with a long attention span, I would have liked SOMETHING ;-;

*Descends from the heavens with a redesigned T.Cosmo while some angelic ahh music echoes in the background*

Oh goodness, the way I actually focused on this?? It surprised me

ANYGAY- I MEAN ANYWAY <3

DESIGN;

I didn't like how Cosmo looked like he got some ichor sprinkled on him and called it a day

So I decided to give him the T.Glaze treatment (aka mONCH)

I wanted to keep him close to the og design, but also not too far off.... So I let some twisteds nibble him

I also tried to add a small amount of rot to him, since... Food rots, yadda yadda yadda

[[MANDATORY "READ MORE" BUTTON AAAAAAUGH]]

Idk why I keep adding it... But eh, signature post style!1!1!1!1

[[THIS IDEA WAS NOT MINE!]]

[[The ability was originally from someone's "Main swap AU" but I forgot the name of the creator, so credits/hats off to them!!]]

His ability would be to give a toon a "Rot heart", basically, gives you food poisoning. Your distractor, IS NOW SLOW. Your extractor, NOW IS DUMB. AND YOUR HEALING NOW HARMS OTHERS.

The way to get rid of this heart, is by either losing 2 hearts, or waiting for 10 floors to have it go away on its own (Mains, y'all are fucked if you get hit by Cosmo)

When a toon has the "Rot heart", their animation would be different (like more tired/weak/limping??). So the others would know that you're on rot time, AND give the toons more soul

(unimportant detail) If there was a sprout which died, and Cosmo spawns, then he'll have Sprout's (vintage/normal) scarf, and look even more in pain :3

Idk why I like making my fav ships/characters be miserable... Is it some coping mechanism or am I just a sadist???

WHO CARES, AT LEAST I HAD FUN REDESIGN THIS LIL FELLA :D

[snoreyua]

₊˚ෆ ⁀➷　come back to me // ep. 1

synopsis : you and riki were childhood best friends doing everything together. when you entered middle school, you overheard him talking shit about you to his so-called friends. out of frustration, you moved schools and cut all contact with him. now starting a new year in high school, what will you do when riki unexpectedly transfers to your school? can you rebuild your friendship or will something much deeper will bloom?

word count : 1.4k

warnings : shit talking, lowercase intended, lmk if i should add anything else

yua's notes : this is my first fic so i apologise if it's not v good hope you still enjoy tho! :D

previous masterlist next

story written under the cut

"catch me if you can!" you taunted the black hair boy who was slowly gaining behind you. "i'm gonna get you!" he yelled back before tackling you in a tight hug. you both giggled as you felt the warmth of the sun on your faces. he let go of you and sat down on the dewy grass, his breathing growing louder by the second. "since when- could you- run so- fast…" he said huffing after each word before letting his body fall back onto the green field. you sat down next to him, smiling from his red face. "you're too slow riki, even with your 'special' sneakers" you said while pointing at his lightning mcqueen sneakers. he rolled his eyes before sitting up again.

you gave him a bright grin as you signalled him to come closer. the black-haired boy edged closer to you, curiously staring at you digging through your pockets, sticking out your tongue while trying to find something. you smiled when your fingers met the braided bracelet, pulling out from your pocket. it was a cream colour, with a blue charm that read "riki". he looked at you as you gently pulled his arm closer to you, putting on the bracelet on his wrist. you put down his arm, looking at him with sparkly eyes. "well? do you like it? i made matching ones with the bracelet kit you gave me for my birthday!" you showed him an identical bracelet, instead of a blue charm was a pink charm which had your name. riki smiled, his eyes barely visible from how happy he was. "thank you y/n i love them!" he said before tackling you in a hug into the grass.

you and riki were inseparable. if you were at school, he would be sitting next to you, using your crayons to draw a portrait of you and him. if you were at the playground, he was copying all your tricks on the monkey bars. if you were at home, he would be in your room, groaning about how your room was too girly. it was like he was permanently stuck on you but you didn't mind. he was your best friend, and as your best friend, he should stay with you until the end. at least that's what you thought.

as you and riki entered middle school, things started to change. for starters, you weren't the best at making friends. seeing that most of your elementary friends were gone, you were often forced to sit by yourself in classes if riki wasn't there. luckily for him, he easily made friends with lots of people and found a group where he hung out with. you often went with him but his group were different. they relentlessly picked on you, saying that you were a freak and that riki had poor choices in friends. he stood up for you most of the time, saying that you were his best friend and they shouldn't be saying those things about you. but one day something changed.

you were waiting for riki beside his locker because you usually walked to class with him. despite for waiting for him for almost half an hour, he never came to his locker. defeated, you walked to class by yourself. you were about to arrive to your classroom when you saw riki with his other friends. rolling your eyes, you were about to approach him when you overheard their conversation. "riki that y/n girl you like," one of the guys said, a tone of disgust in his voice. "she's so weird… like how are you even friends with her," he looked at riki, almost snickering at his own words. "look here, I don't like y/n ok? she's not even my friend she just follows me everywhere, like a lost puppy," riki hissed at the other guy. "i just don't wanna be mean to her and tell her to piss off," he shoved his hands into his pockets before entering the classroom with his friends.

your grip on your books tightened as you felt a wash of emotions crash onto you. before you knew it, your legs directed you to the bathroom, locking yourself inside one of the stalls. your body slumped against the door, still in shock of what your best friend had said about you. his words repeated in your head, like a broken record player. you felt your face was wet with tears, your nose runny with snot. you felt your chest closing up as you buried your face in your knees. did you really just hear that? you slammed your fist against the door, a couple of people mumbling to each other about your bizarre behaviour but you didn't care.

"y/nie~" you heard riki's voice behind you. out of habit, you turned around, your face meeting with a smiling riki. great. he's pretending like he didn't do anything you thought to yourself. "what do you want?" you said coldly, not returning his smile as your gaze pierced his eyes. he tilted his head to the side, observing your face. "is there something wrong? oh my god, did you cry? your eyes are puffy and your eyes are red…" riki trailed off as his hand inched closer to your face before you quickly slapped it away. "you think there's something wrong? stop acting like you're clueless nishimura," you spat before walking away from him, bumping into his shoulder on the way.

since then, you ignored him. as soon as you saw him in the crowd of people in the hallway, you turned the other direction. riki kept trying to approach you, but you always seemed to disappear before he could reach you. he even visited your house, but you told your mother to tell him that you didn't feel well. eventually, he managed to catch you walking back home. "Y/N!" you recognised the voice and started running. the calls grew louder, as well as the footsteps trailing behind you. a hand grabbed your arm before forcing your body to face him. his soft brown eyes bore into yours, an unfamiliar emptiness obvious in his eyes. you tried to pull your arm away but his grip was firm.

"please y/n, tell me what's wrong. you've been like this all week and you're avoiding me." his hand loosened on your arm, desperation in his voice. his eyebags are more noticeable and he looks pale. for a second, you forgot why you were mad at him and felt sorry for him. "isn't it obvious? you're talking shit about me to your amazing new friends," you said coldly while taking his hand off your arm. "don't you understand how it feels when your own best friend backstabs you? do you think i'd avoid you like this for no reason? maybe you do think that. that's what you're telling your friends." before riki could talk, you ran away, ignoring his pleas for you to listen to him.

after a while, you finally convinced your parents to let you move schools. riki would finally be the least of your worries. although it was a rough start, you made friends at some point and your pain from him was healing steadily. you love your new friends but you can't help but feel they can only patch the missing piece of you. the riki part.

"y/n! y/n!" eunchae skipped happily towards you with grin on her face. you looked up from your book, pulling out one of your earplugs. "hey eun! how are y-" before you could finish your sentence, she put a finger on your mouth. "uh uh! I have some big news," she sat down in front of you, leaning on the backside of the chair. "there's a new transfer here! apparently he went to your old school and i've heard he's super hot," eunchae giggles, hitting you playfully. you smiled, wonder filling your mind. "huh? is that so? well i'll go see if he's really 'super hot' for myself," you chuckled before returning her a playful hit on her shoulder.

after your first class, you walked with eunchae, listening her ramble about school gossip. "and you believe what jihyun did to her after it was-" you looked at her, slightly confused at her sudden pause. her eyes widened at something in the crowd. you tried to see at what she was. maybe it was more of a who was she looking at. there stood a tall boy, his hair bleached with dark ends, with his hands stuffed in his pockets. your eyes were glued to a familiar bracelet, disbelief washing over your body. his eyes were locked onto you, shock obvious throughout his body. you opened your mouth, your words barely audible.

"r-riki?"

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

I BEG OF THE BARBMON RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS PLEASE <3

(Btw I love your blog!! :D)

Okay so this is another relationship I haven't really thought about since we know both Barbatos and Solomon have some bad blood. Though that can't stop me from changing things up a bit. I was wondering whether or not I should include a romantic relationship or just fix their relationship all together. When I tried off with the romance it worked out perfectly and I happen to like it so here it is. Enjoy!

(There could have been a misunderstanding so If you meant Barbatos x Mammon please don't refrain from reaching out to me)

Contains: Fluff

Barbatos x Solomon

You can find more of my work here: Masterlist

Barbatos x Solomon relationship hcs

• So for starters.. it's well known that Barbatos and Solomon don't have the best relationship going on (Based on Nightbringer, so I assume they are still strained in OM) but I suppose we can make it work as enemies to lovers.

• At first Barbatos does everything and when I say everything I mean EVERYTHING to try and avoid Solomon, to which he of course doesn't seem particularly happy. Though due to the pact Solomon has with Barbatos the sorcerer can use the demon to his advantage.

• The first time they are forced to share a talk is when Diavolo invited Solomon over at the Demon Lord's castle to discuss some important matters. When Solomon arrived he was welcomed by Barbatos (Certainly not warmly) and the demon led the sorcerer to the meeting room. Suddenly Barbatos gets an unexpected call from Diavolo, saying that he'll be late to the meeting and he'd do well to inform Solomon. Barbatos sighs and when the prince hangs up the phone he looks over at the human.

-You are free to go, if you must. The Young Lord is currently busy so the meeting shall be rescheduled for a later hour.

-I'll wait here. I don't mind. –Solomon speaks firmly and doesn't move from his seat. Barbatos glares over at Solomon and moves his gaze away after a minute.

-So, Barbatos. How have you been doing? -The sorcerer questions, trying to engage in a conversation.

-Kindly, Solomon, that's none of your concern. –Barbatos answers and looks over at his watch to check the time.

-I'm just asking. I'm not doing any harm. –Solomon states and moves his piercing gaze towards the demon who was already glaring at him.

-Fine, if you insist. I've been doing particularly great, of course when you are not around. As for when you are... Hm.. I won't offend you, Solomon. –Barbatos speaks in a firm tone.

-No need to be so negative, Barbatos. –Solomon responds and that's when suddenly Diavolo enters the room.

-I'm sorry for being late but I had some matters to attend to. I'm glad you are already here, Solomon. That means we can start right away. – The demon prince states and the meeting begins. Solomon and Barbatos don't talk afterwards.

• As time goes by Solomon does notice that Barbatos doesn't seem comfortable when he is around so he decides to take action. The sorcerer has put his hands on a rare variety of human world tea a few months ago so he decides to send it over to Barbatos as a gift.

• Barbatos won't admit it but he was thrilled to see Solomon's gift and prepare the Young Master's afternoon tea with it. (He tastes it to see whether it's poisoned or not so he could give it to Diavolo safely)

• Solomon continues to send the demon different stuff he knows he is interested in for the next few weeks before Barbatos arrives at his doorstep to thank him. He didn't seem as tense around the sorcerer as he did before.

• The sorcerer was smug about the fact that his plan worked. That he managed to make Barbatos hate him a little less. While Barbatos was actually questioning why he felt less hate towards the human sorcerer just from a few gifts.

• One time the demon and the sorcerer met over at a café by accident but decided to take the opportunity and talk over a cup of coffee. Solomon manages to make Barbatos say why he dislikes him so much and when he does Solomon was shocked at how dumb the reason was. He reassured the demon that things weren't exactly how he thought they were and Barbatos doesn't have a reason not to trust him. Before leaving the café Barbatos apologises to Solomon and says they can be friends.

-It's time for me to leave, Barbatos. But I'm glad we had this talk. –Solomon clears his throat and stands up from his seat and Barbatos follows. The demon walks over to the human and takes one of his hands, bringing it up to his lips and gently placing a kiss to his knuckles.

-I'm sorry for the wrong assumptions, Solomon. Please accept my apology. I would appreciate it if we could continue being friends.

-Of course, Barbatos. Misunderstandings happen. There is no need to apologise. And yes. I would like it if we could be friends as well.

• From that day onward things between those two warm up and they find out that they have similar interests. They go out to hang out from time to time when Barbatos has free time and overtime something changes...

• Both begin feeling slightly different... To say the least. It's not just regular friendship anymore. Things change. They get closer. When they are together they share more intimate and personal conversations and the two of them seem to feel the need to hang out more often.

• One time their hands brushed accidentally and both of them felt their heart skip. That's when they knew. It was.. attraction.

• Barbatos takes matters into hands and decides to tell Solomon about how he feels. Surprisingly for him though he finds out the sorcerer feels the same. And they come to the conclusion that it's best if they explore it further.

•Their first kiss was a few weeks up to a month after Barbatos' confession. Solomon had invited the demon over at his place and during their conversation Solomon couldn't resist anymore. Barbatos was sitting next to him and that was making it harder for Solomon. He placed his hand on the demon's jaw and brought their faces together. Their lips met for the first time in a gentle but lingering kiss. After they pull away Barbatos looks over at Solomon with a faint redness in his cheeks and whispers.

-I've been waiting for this to happen..

•After the day of the first kiss Solomon and Barbatos decide to become lovers. Barbatos insisted on taking things slow and after a week or two into the relationship he mentions that to Diavolo. When he hears that he's so happy that he was about to throw a whole event in the Devildom to celebrate the two lovers. Barbatos manages to stop him from doing so since he wants his relationship to be more private.

•Diavolo loosens his workload over Barbatos so he could have more free time to spend with his partner. (Barbatos hesitated at first but gave in)

•Diavolo makes sure to share the news about the couple with the angels and the brothers secretly from Barbatos.

•As for the couple, they are really happy together. Neither of them expected for this to happen but they don't regret it a single bit.

•Their relationship is beautiful. Romantic dates, warm embraces, slow and passionate kisses which often lead to passionate love making and overall pure joy.

• As for who dominates in bed I would say that is Solomon. (He is the master in the relationship from the beginning after all)

• Barbatos often helps Solomon with his experiments so in a matter of months Solomon's popularity shines like never before. He is the most wise and successful sorcerer ever known.

•Solomon often brings Barbatos different teas from the human world. And Barbatos makes the most delicious tea ever known for his lover. They share it together while cuddling and discussing whatever comes to mind.

•When it comes to nicknames Barbatos calls Solomon: "my dear", "darling" or "my love" while Solomon often uses only "love"

• Solomon randomly walks up to Barbatos and tells him he loves him out of the blue just to make him smile and brighten his day.

-Hey, love. I love you. –Solomon says and smiles warmly at Barbatos.

-Why thank you. I love you too, my dear.

[capinejghafa]

Hi hello! I was wondering if you have some good Kanej fics to reccomend :)

I love your gifs btw, thanks for sharing your work!

Hi!!!! I'm going to do something weird, but stay with me anon lol I have made a gifset of some fic recs, but are no means a full list of ALL the fics I have read for (i would be here all day). So, this is a shameless plug, but the links for the fics are in the gifset!

think of this as a starter kit :) as this is by no means me trying miss anyone... i just read a lot lol

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | were we meant to have a happy ending? (not in this lifetime)

if you're feeling sad :D

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | roomy, and drenched in sunlight

Everyone loves roomy @whatanybodygets also has many other fics... but i can't gif the ballet one. sorry :(

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | ghost maker

not 100% kanej but it does have nina and kaz accidentally bonding lol

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | A Ghost Girl’s Guide to Ketterdam

one of my intro into @oneofthewednesdays amazing writing. read everything.

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | The Four Seasons 

@totchipanda an absolute delightful person and the four seasons will be update eventually :D also, there might be more fics in this verse... maybe???

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | The Bastard Saint Of The Barrel

Would also recommend The Etovost Plague.... not a sequel! But it's def worth a read if you like Grisha!Kaz. Bastard Saint is Healer!Kaz and Etovost is Tidemaker!Kaz. Would recommend if you're in a vibe.

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | call it by name

will just say this is sad. this is very sad. BUT all of pyrrhlc's fics are sooo good. would also recommend latte art verse.

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | Call from the Grave

I couldn't make a gifset of the Ballads verse lol but @linearao3 is absolutely a wonderful writer. Also very mature ;)

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | All Kinds Of New Friends

AU | Kanej | Fic Rec | My Dearest Inej

same writer, not the same verse! A_nonnie_mouse and feelinglikecleo are writers for Six of Crows Modern AU Collection (Samples-verse)

non-gifsets:

if i loved you less / i could talk about it more by hyperspecificplaylists

Not finished but the way this takes you on a rollercoaster of emotions. The author also uses racebend characters :)

i carve a crow into your skin, and know that you have given me your heart by pbandjeremiah

listen, i have read this fic so many times and i have the most intense emotions i love it with my whole heart. the summary gives a lot away but for sure worth it!

also....

AU | Kanej | Married | Insp by Fic

mhmmm... ok, so i added this one because i personally love it lol @marycontraire is off writing for other fandoms... but gdi the Stories About Crows is actually one of my favorite soc series. if nothing else, i'm really grateful that it exists <3

[potahun]

help whenever mxdzt posts from you popped up on my dash i assumed it was another acronym for like, a webnovel or donghua or something but i only just looked it up and learned it's a cvariety?? anyways please go ahead and pitch it to me/ramble if you want because i am intrigued

THANK YOU FOR ASKING AAAA <3 sobs a little bc mxdzt/明星大侦探 is so niche here but to be honest, i think it is one of my top comfort shows if not The comfort show and i usually feel very alien to the term 'comfort show'. it feels fair to say mxdzt is one tho TT

Concept:

It IS a variety show, you're right. It's like a reality show but mostly a murder-mystery show, initially co-hosted by CCTV presenter Sa Beining and the He Jiong, the He laoshi himself that everyone and their mothers know ...except, for once, they're not there hosting as the top MCs they are. They, and the guests, 85% of which soon became regulars, are playing a murder-mystery game. Each episode, each of the guests embody a character within a story, and a murder (or several) happens, that the players have to solve together. Among them hides the murderer (or several), who is the only player allowed to lie, and whom the other players have to try and vote out at the end. Also among them, one player will be the Detective, who has an extra vote, and has to act as a leader of the good guys.

(Side note: From S4 onwards, there is also a Detective Assistant, who's basically a smart non-celebrity helping to take notes, sometimes having a minor role to move the plot along...In time, the team of Detective Assistants have gotten their own spin-off show called 名侦探学院, because they're a riot (Xiao Pu is my favorite))

It's almost jarring the 1st time you watch it if you know them as celebrities, because the show starts and they're in-character right off the bat. They break in and out of character, sometimes to laugh their heads off, but mostly, they act a role with different levels of seriousness throughout the episode, so it's a very different vibe from regular c-varieties where they're themselves :D At the same time, it's clearly a reality show in which those people are extremely familiar, casual and silly with each other. Players often refer to each other only by their last names in the show for this reason, so that it refers to both player and character.

So yeah, there is 开始推理吧 with Zhou Shen and Liu Yuning, and there is MXDZT, which is its still enduring predecessor. mxdzt is pure murder-mystery without the escape room element. But it does have a lot of times where the guests are really pulled into the story, and events happen in-game, moving the story along. And oh boy, those are intense stories sometimes...

General facts:

Each season has 12 episodes, and there are currently 9 seasons. Most episodes are stand alone, even when verses are recurring, it's fine to watch them out-of-order. S8 is the only exception where it introduced a central character and a story that tied half the season together (TT<3). Another exception is the season starters and finales (eps 1-2 and 11-12 of each season) which tend to be stories in two parts with a deeper mystery behind the setting.

From S1 to S6, Sa Beining and He Jiong were the main hosts, with regulars being the likes of Zhang Ruoyun, Da Zhangwei, Wei Daxun, Bai Jingting, Wang Ou, Yang Rong, Gui Gui, Wei Chen and Liu Haoran. After S6, Sa Beining left due to CCTV not allowing him to work in other channels' shows :( but more regulars returned or joined, like Wu Xin, Qi Wei...An array of people I didn't know much before watching but all grew to love.

The show functions using rounds of group discussions and evidence-searching time, and then final votes, to get to the murderer and reveal the story. Players will not speak about themselves unless triggered by the right evidence, but once evidence is found, they cannot lie about it...unless they're the murderer.

Charm points?

The stories...While S1 was still simple, MXDZT evolved rapidly over time and by S4-S5 became a mammoth of story-telling, creatively exploring a whole range of themes like smiling depression, societal obsession with beauty and its tragedies, toxic masculinity, generational conflicts and reconciliations in families, mob mentality, the danger of cults, and the individuality of thoughts vs collectivity etc etc...in more and more depth, through intricate stories with memorable characters and great delivery and wild plot twists. There are always clever ways in which something will trigger a character story, mixing story and gameplay, and it helps that most of the players are actors: sometimes, they do get invested in their own characters! The range of acting goes from exaggeratedly bad for laughs to heartwrenching and elegantly grave. You thought it was a donghua I was babbling about for that reason in part, bc it's as much variety as it is about stories TT The show reuses its verses sometimes, too, so it's always a pleasure to see the running gags or the expanding lore.

The laughs. As the seasons progress, the show did go from a simple game to building real poignant, and deep stories with a message, some of which have made me cry ;~; BUT all the while being an absolute laugh-riot full of Ace Attorney-style names (pianist called Zhen Huitan? sketchy doctors called You Maobing? a man called He Baodan?) and so many PUNS and jokes and a loving post-prod that is so good at putting the right captions and effects. Not only this, but the show is not afraid of swerving back-and-forth between outright crack and the most touching storyline. Emotional whiplash is a big thing in the show. But when it's funny, god, it's FUNNY. and it is So often funny...

Cast. As mentioned, most of the cast rapidly became regulars. The show requires a lot of IQ, focus, thinking and also relative eloquence, and just a set of skills that isn't for all celebrities tbh. So those who stayed did for a long time, and grew comfortable with each other. I rarely watch a variety in which the cast has so much chemistry and are so chill with each other. They casually ship each other (so many ships), poke fun, develop their inside jokes... He Jiong x Sa Beining alone was the epitome of a self-proclaimed married-and-divorced-and-remarried-and-re-divorced miracle. It's also difficult to explain before watching but it's a very refreshing feeling to watch them slip in and out of character, giving this seamless mix of players being themselves, and also a character within a story and a fictional universe.

Gameplay! You can solve murder too as you watch! You can figure it out along with the players. But if you don't want to, you can just watch and wait for it to unfold! Both are ok!

Freedom to cherry-pick: While 9 seasons can be daunting and the episodes are Long TM, the show also makes it incredibly easy to watch out of order... or just watch the ones that intrigute you.

Episodes Recs:

IF you are a looking for an episode to start with, my rec is always S5E1 and S5E2, called Pianists on The Sea. You can skip the piano competition at the start of Ep1 (it's so incredibly cringe and lasts 10 mins. i love those idiots but it's so cringe). S5E1 is a murder-mystery as we know it taking place on a cruise, but what's wrong with the boat...and then S5E2 is just. oohhhhh my god. so much is wrong with the boat. The reason I pick this one is that it illustrates very well the kind of breadth the show has ;W;

Also, S6E1 and S6E2 Midnight Hotel which packs an absolute PUNCH.

I would recommend watching S6 as a whole, every ep is fun. Same with S8, which punches me in the gut again and again.

I also have my other rec lists here (with some explanation on the premise of eps recced) and here (i believe this was before S8 broke my heart (positive)) if ever helpful.

Voilà, here is my rambling for MXDZT, thank you for giving me the opportunity to babble about it <3 I haven't encompassed everything that makes this show wild and incredible, but it has to be lived. One thing is for sure though:

MXDZT is a show in which anything, and i mean literally anything, can happen.

And it's beautiful <3

[mitsua]

hi, your theme is amazing :)

i hope it wouldnt be any trouble to request headcanons of hawks, tenya and aizawa (seperate) with an s/o whos quite rebellious, moody and silly? kinda like rusty-james from rumble fish or steve randle from the outsiders haha

🪼: Hellooo! I'm so happy you liked my theme!! Thanks for requesting and your patience as well, here we go

Them with an S/o who's rebellious, moody & silly

Warnings: none Genre: fluff

Series: Boku No Hero Academia Words' count: 0.48k

S/o's . . . GN!

His interest will be picked.

Depending if you're a hero, villain, vigilante... he'd get to know you sooner or later.

If you get to meet each other on a battle, no matter your role there, he'd most probably get to know your rebellious & moody side or rebellious & silly side.

However, as the time kept running, it'd still be a short meeting as if to get to know your three strongest attitudes.

As circumstances kept making you both bump into each other; prison, missions, battle fields, classroom (as teacher ofc), etc. Aizawa discovered more sides of you.

Just as he'd try to be strict—as his sleepiness allowed him to be— he'd find funny some remarks you make but tried everything to keep a straight face all times.

If any hero found annoying your behaviour as their assigned companion on a mission, he'd try to negotiate exchanging partners because he 'tolerates you better.' (He only wants to spend more time with you.)

Something similar to Aizawa, no matter your position in society— villain, hero, etc.—there's no much of a problem.

It'd just be a time matter wether he meets you sooner.

As you'd see, he's kinda silly himself, but does everything to do the best for everyone when it's important so he'd ask to you to do the same.

As there's times to joke, there's time to get serious and help.

How is it that the so called 'playboy' or 'traitor,' one way or another, just asked to see you? of all people?

Conferences, fights, (flights depending on your quirk), your noticeable energy and qualities would make him fall on his knees for you.

Even if your moody side would be difficult to attend sometimes, he'd learn to care for it as well, "It's a trait of yours, 'course I'd like it too!" He'd say if you ever got insecure about it.

This, was for starters, what made him want to look out for you.

The first meeting must have gone funny I bet.

He 'd feel, at first, some kind of resentment towards you. Because maybe you were doing something a lil' illegal or were simply not wearing the school's uniform as it should be.

Whatever the occasion, he'd not be interest in someone who's not passionate at following the law.

At first.

As you somehow kept on appearing in front of him, maybe some chats you'd two get made him recognize a mistake of his. His prejudice of you much earlier than he could really say he knows you.

Your occasional jokes may be what finally made him want to stay with you.

He tries to ask if you're sure of what you're doing and if it's worth the risk.

He doesn't want to lose you by some Saturday night's stupidity.

"Your unbreakable spirit and permanent loyalty," might be the first qualities he'd love about you.

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I... don't have a name right now, so.. You can just call me 33, I guess. Im a paul clone, if that wasn't already obvious. But please treat me like my own person. Because i am. I just got here, really. im not sure what i like. So ill be filling these in as i go: Likes: ✶I Love Cats!! I have 2, Pizza Crust and Jippi! ✶I like watching movies and drawing even if im not good at it ✶Hoodies ✶Sour Candy ✶Musicals ✶Going to Lakeside Mall Dislikes: ✶Rude People ✶Birds Im here too!! Names Tavora. Hello!! 🎶 (not canon to current timeline!) I love musicals and singing!! Servant of Pokotho Ask me stuff, sure:] (when sending asks, specify who you are talking to!) The reset My family(?) Other People I Know: @paul-clone2 - 2 @paul-matt8 - 8 @oddmp4out - Mp4 @better-than-u-twenzietwo - 22 @paul23-bizarrely - 23 @paul-clone-11 - 11 @devoteeoftheeyes - Rory The OG: @paul-matthews87

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Justtttt gonna put this here!

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Hello! Hope youre doing well :D Hopefully I'm not late for the open requests! (if so do ignore/delete this)

Is it okay to ask for something platonic/fluffy with idw Drift or Tarantulas?

Whoever you feel more comfortable writing! I'm not picky.

Anyways, have an amazing day <3

Thank you for requesting! This is my first time taking a request, so I apologize if it’s not up to par with any expectations. I haven’t actually read much fluff either but I tried my best :-)

I decided to pick Tarantulas for this one because I know him better than Drift (also, spiders are cool.) I based his personality off of Earthspark Tarantulas, but this story doesn’t necessarily take place in that universe.

Spider’s Cove

CW: A little fear and stress at the beginning, but it’s fluffy other than that.

As a rule, Tarantulas didn’t interact with humans. That is, any human other than you. It’s not that he hated them or held something against them it’s just… well actually he did hate them and held something against them. Before you showed up he’d been hiding away from the whole planet, ready to scare off anyone who got too close to his cave. Yet… the night you arrived changed his outlook forever.

Rain pelted the forest like bullets in a war zone, thunder clapped behind dark, angry clouds. You were running, looking for anywhere dry enough to make a fire or to even just take a second to breathe. It felt like a miracle when a sizable hole in the side of the mountain entered your vision. Looking back on it now, it was a miracle of sorts.

You stepped inside shivering, cold damp air still pierced your drenched jacket. Despite how it may have looked the cave was leagues better than you could have hoped, perfectly dry enough to begin setting up some sort of camp. However, as you took out your supplies, a horrible realization dawned on you. Your fire starters, kindling, and matches were all too wet to be useful. At that moment, the stress of the day began to set in. Your breathing came out quick and ragged, tears began to add to the water already covering your face.

Because of this, you didn’t notice the skittering noises coming from deeper in the cave. You didn’t notice a shadow begin to creep up on you, and you didn’t notice when something very, very big towered over your crumpled form.

“Human.”

You shrieked.

“Why have you come here?” It asked, voice shaking you to your core. Turning around to look at what it was, you realized why nobody ever came out here. There was a spider. A giant spider. A giant spider that looked to be partially made of metal. A giant spider made of metal that was not happy with you.

“I- I was trying to get out of the… the rain it was… I was… please don’t hurt me…!” You saw the spiders body slump just a little bit. As you pleaded, your words came out bumbling, you expected to be crushed or eaten or something. To your surprise, no pain came.

“I… I was going to ask you to leave. However, I see why you are here.”

“Wh- what?”

“As much as I dislike your race, you… I can sympathize with your plight. If you cause no trouble, I will allow you to shelter here until the storm ends.” The spider boomed.

“…really? But… but what…”

“I wouldn’t argue if I were you.”

And so you didn’t.

And neither did he.

You spent the night in his cave, discovering what he was, who he was, and why he was here. Turns out the spider was called “Tarantulas”, and he was a scientist of sorts. He was trying to get away from others of his kind, and ended up hiding in the cave you found him in. He could also transform into a robot rather than just being a spider, which scared you very bad the first time he did it.

Tarantulas kept his promise to shelter you, even going as far to provide a “bed” made of some sort of synthesized spider silk. You chatted with him the whole night, no matter how much he insisted you sleep. Eventually, a question you asked seemed to catch him off guard.

“Why do you hate humans?”

“Well, they’re, or, you all are pests that keep messing with my plans. I can’t risk having one of you lead an enemy here. Simple.” He fidgeted with various pieces of technology strewn about his makeshift home.

“Then… why did you save me?”

“I- well, I… I couldn’t just leave you there.”

“Yes you could’ve.”

“Well, I didn’t. Maybe I just didn’t want to deal with a dying human in my home.”

“Well, thank you for helping me anyway.” He simply nodded at you. “Hey, you know, Tarantulas?”

“Yes?”

“You said some of your kind is hunting you down, they think you’re evil, right?“

“…Yes.”

“You haven’t told me too much, but I don’t think you’re evil.”

“What makes you say that?”

“For a guy who claims to hate humanity, you have a knack for making very comfy beds.” You smiled at him, and he nodded back, quietly accepting your inference.

For the next couple hours, he softened little by little. The storm went on for longer than either of you had guessed, so you did what you could to pass the time: talk even more.

You told him about your life, your opinions on humanity, and how you ended up in the cave to begin with. He found the idea of “camping” ridiculous, which made you laugh more than it should’ve.

Tarantulas was sweet, even when he needed to work on whatever sciencey project he was occupying himself with. He kept you on his shoulder while he worked in robot mode, and you get to see all of the impossible equations and indecipherable text he was reading. You didn’t understand one bit of it, but he appreciated your confused attempts to help anyway.

When the rain finally stopped and the sun came out from hiding, Tarantulas took you outside to see you off. However, the storm did more damage than previously thought. Branches lay soaked in the mud, entire trees snapped in half like twigs, and a good portion of the land around the cave entrance was flooded. You and Tarantulas looked at each other, and without a word he stepped back inside the cave.

After what was a dozen long strides for him, you were back in the lab. He set you down carefully, kneeling to make the trip easier. This giant, the same that had scared you out if your skin a day before, then let you know you could stay however long you liked.

You giggled, smiling from ear to ear, wrapping your arms around his oversized leg the best you could. He seemed… shaken up by your hug, but after a moment he took one giant finger and placed it on your back.

“Thank you, Tarantulas. I knew you were a good guy.”

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear that.”

[togetherhearted]

Woah, congrats on another milestone :D! I would like to request Henry (FEA), Crewel (TW) and V (DMC) with a fluffy/blushy sentence starter: 'That pet name was so gushy. but it was also so cute'. Please and thank you in advance ^w^

Of course of course!

I hope I them justice. Henry is probably one of the most hard for me to portray well but I tried!

MILESTONE SPECIAL:

That pet name was so gushy but it also was cute

With Henry pet names could go in two ways. Sweet ones that can melt anyone or really questionable ones like "helpful grave digger". There was no in between and you couldn't have it any other way. -Oh!I see you're finally awake my cuddle bug!- He looked at you with a smile so wide it could probably hurt his face. You stirred tiredly -Oh wow...that's a new one tiredly- -You don't like it?- You stifled a laugh -That pet name was so gushy...- You opened your eyes -But it was also so cute no?- -...yeah. it was-

There was no doubt that the young man had a plethora of nicknames for you often related to birds and poetry. You hoped in the van;accidentally overhearing Nero and V talking about you and Kyrie. You flushed once you heard him call you "hummingbird" and scoffed;making your presence clear. -That pet name was so gushy- You planted a soft kiss on his lips. Nero looked uncomfortable -But it was also cute- You smiled at your lover. -...could you please don't? I'm right here you guys!- Nero grumbled embarrassed.

It took you quite some times to get used to being called a "puppy." It wasn't a bad pet name per se but people were looking at you like they were speculating that something spicey was going on between the two of you. -Good morning puppy- Crewel put a cup of coffee on your desk -Good morning diva- You smiled proudly. Crewel blinked a couple of times;then a smug smile appeared on his face -Oh...that pet name is soooo gushy- He patted your head  -But also so cute. I see you're learning from the best- He said content

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HIII i love ur writing so much it makes me giggle and kick my feet so srs rn but could u maybe write ranboo x m!reader where the read has the same eye condition as dark days and they go GHOST HUNTING and its DARKER THAN EXPECTED and the reader is just clinging to ranboo and they just think that the reader is scared when he actually just CANT SEE LOL just fluffy.pls…..,..,.. thank u!!

You’ve just given me the highest compliment ever, I strive to make people giggle and kick their feet :D Check out Dark Days first to know what eye condition this is about!

Pairing: CC!Ranboo x Male!Reader

Goddammit Ghosts

Ghost hunting was meant to be fun. It had always been on your bucket list as something you wanted to do, so of course you jumped at the chance to partake in it! Especially as it was for one of Ranboo's videos that probably wouldn't even be posted until next year.

The two of you had carefully planned every detail of your ghost-hunting session. With a little bit of bribery—Ranboo was so fucking rich—Ranboo managed to get an old "haunted" warehouse for the night. That left you in charge of the supplies: flashlights, an EMF reader, something called a spirit box, and a temperature reader. Only the best for what should've been the time of your life.

Upon arrival though, you quickly realized it might not be as fun as you thought. For starters, it was pitch fucking black. You couldn't see a thing! And secondly, maybe you didn't completely think about how scary it would be.

"Right, so you have to explain what these things do for the audience," Ranboo says, their flashlight already on.

"Why me? Why can't you?" You ask.

"You bought them!"

"Right." Grabbing the first object, you hold it up. "This is an EMF reader, apparently it detects the strength of electromagnetic fields. Fuck if I know what that means. This one is a spirit box. I'm pretty sure it flicks through different radio stations and outputs white noise that might become words. If you don't know what flashlights and temperature readers are then you're just a fucking dumbass and I can't help you."

Your remark makes Ranboo laugh, eyes crinkling.

"Are you ready?" He asks, flicking on his flashlight.

Yours is already on, but you take a small step closer to him. Beyond the ring of the two flashlights, you can't see anything. The moon wasn't helpful in the slightest.

"I'm afraid of nothing ever."

Ranboo laughs and starts walking forward, making you hurry to keep close to him.

You probably agreed to go to the worst spot possible. Although they did tours here, the floors were an absolute mess. Your feet kept stepping on things you couldn't see, meaning it was a complete mystery what you were stepping on.

"I'm reading to start some drama with a ghost!" Ranboo yells. "Here ghosty ghosty!" "Ghosty ghosty?" You mock. "Yeah! Maybe they'll find my use of nicknames charming and decide to talk to us!"

"That's either the stupidest thing I've ever heard or absolutely brilliant. I'm leaning towards stupid."

"Hey!"

Holding up the EMF reader, you check to see what the level is. Barely anything, meaning no ghosts and no light. There go your hopes and dreams of sight.

Ranboo abruptly turns away, making you scramble to reach out and grab their arm. They laugh as you nearly trip, making you scowl in the vague direction of their body.

"Are you scared?" He teases.

"No!" You protest.

"You're totally scared!"

"I am not!"

Despite how he's teasing you, you grip tighter onto his arm. There's no way you're letting go of your only hope of not running into a wall. Ranboo keeps walking, making you walk along with him.

"Do you have a destination in mind?"

"Yeah, the guy who does the tours told me this room was the most haunted. Apparently people get, like, cold and feel like someone's watching them."

They keep walking until they suddenly stop, nearly making you fall. You're probably in the haunted room. Not being able to see while in a haunted room really isn't great for your sanity.

“It’s cold,” Ranboo announces, holding up the temperature reader. “Because it’s night or because there are ghosts, we might never know.”

“My money is on because it’s night.”

“But ghosts are way cooler. Let’s talk to them!”

“What?!”

Instead of stepping forward or back, Ranboo starts to sit. Your choice is to either sit with him or let go of his arm. You pick the former, sitting close enough that your shoulders and legs are touching.

“Are you- are you okay with trying to talk to some ghosts?” Ranboo asks.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be? I mean, that’s why we’re here.”

“You seem… I dunno, you’re just acting a little weird.”

“I’m not!” You protest.

“It’s fine if you’re scared! Ghost hunting isn’t for everyone!”

“I’m not scared! Let’s just talk to these ghosts.”

Although you had mentioned your eye condition in passing once or twice, you never had a reason to fully explain that you couldn’t see anything when it was dark. Ranboo must be assuming the reason you’re clinging to him is because you’re scared of ghosts.

And you’re definitely not about to tell him otherwise. That shit’s embarrassing.

“Okay. Uh. Hi, ghosts.” Ranboo awkwardly starts.

“Hi ghosts!” You echo.

“Okay, wait, I know what to do. If anyone would like to talk to us, make a noise. Or move something in the room. Maybe that wood thing.”

You sweep your flashlight over the room to see what wood Ranboo’s talking about, careful to scan every inch as to not miss it. It’s in the far corner off to your left, closer to Ranboo than you.

It doesn’t move, and the only noise is from faint whispers of wind.

“Maybe we should turn off our lights?” Ranboo suggests, clicking off their light.

After a moment of hesitation, you also turn off your flashlight, relinquishing what little sight you had.

“Make a noise or move something please, ghost!” Ranboo calls out.

Again, nothing.

“Well now what?” You ask.

“We can explore. There are other haunted rooms, right? It’s a whole warehouse!”

He stands up, and you somehow manage to keep your balance.

“Let’s explore without lights for the full effect.” He suggests.

Well, fuck. No lights mean you can’t see anything but having your flashlight would make you seem like a pussy. It was a lose-lose situation.

Whatever. You could totally explore with no lights! You’ve got this.

“Okay.” You agree, standing up with him.

Nearly immediately you almost run into Ranboo because you’re turned in the wrong direction, but you manage to cling to his arm and stop yourself last second. He seems to understand you’re struggling because he lays his hand over yours briefly.

”You good?” Ranboo laughs a little.

“Yeah.” You lie. “Perfect. Let’s go explore!”

Of course, as fate would have it, you trip three minutes later. Stumbling into him and dropping your flashlight, he practically saves you from a bloody nose by catching you.

“Woah!” They exclaim. “Seriously, what’s going on?”

“I, um. I kind of can’t see?”

“What do you- ohh.” With your confession Ranboo seems to remember the singular time you told him about your eye condition, making heat rush to your cheeks.

“Yeah.” You give an awkward laugh.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Ranboo asks.

He still hasn’t stopped supporting your weight, one arm around you and the other allowing him to loosely grip your arm. You’ve tilted your head in the vague direction of his face, one of your hands holding onto his arm.

“I thought it would be fine.”

“You know you can tell me anything, right? I wouldn’t make fun of you or anything. I want you to be able to have a good time too.”

His voice is soft, and you can tell he fully means it. It’s enough to wet your eyes, even though you knew he wouldn’t make fun of you.

“I know.” You assure them.

“Okay. Do you want to stay here? Or come with me? I’m going to turn on the lights.”

“But that’ll ruin the whole ghost hunting thing.”

“No it won’t. We’re alone in a huge warehouse, that’s creepy enough. Maybe the ghosts prefer lights anyway.”

“I’ll stay here so I don’t try and break my nose again.” You joke.

“Okay, I’ll be right back. Don’t move!”

He makes sure you’re stable before stepping away from you, turning on his flashlight, and running off into the darkness. After a minute the lights flick on, finally allowing you to see.

Ranboo appears soon after that when you’re picking up the flashlight and EMF reader you dropped.

“This better?” He asks.

“A lot. Thank you.”

“Of course. Now we can both have some actual fun!”

[that-basic-simp]

Date Night

Karlach X Fem! Reader Continuation of Modern AU CW: Smoking, Trauma dumping, Language WC: 2.4k+

Brushing out my hair, my mother knocked on the bathroom door before opening it up.

"You ok, Y/N?" she asked.

"Yeah," I smiled, turning to face her.

"You look wonderful," she said and set a few things down that I needed.

"Thanks. Hey, mom?" I asked as she was turning away.

"Yes?"

"I know you've met Karlach a few times," I said. "D-Do you remember her accident?"

"I remember a lot of accidents and patients, but Karlach is the one I will always remember."

"Why's that?"

"For starters, Karlach lives alone."

"Her parents are gone?"

"Yes, unfortunately. So when she told me she lives alone, I offered her a place here. While she was grateful for the offer, she was already living with some friends of hers. She didn't want to be a burden. But her outlook on life was something we all need. She was grateful she was alive with nothing but a broken horn and multiple scars. She was considered lucky since she was driving a motorcycle. Especially since she wasn't wearing any protection for her head."

"She still doesn't."

"I know she doesn't," she chuckled. "If I am being honest, I don't think she needs it. She's been a careful driver since the accident. But she should still wear something. Anyway, is she coming in? I'd like to see her."

"I can tell her you'd like to see her," I pulled my phone out and messaged her.

It's been a few months since we started becoming friends. We kind of hit it off after the first impression didn't go well. She made it up to me over and over. She truly was the sweetest person I have ever met ever since we became friends. So much so that when she knew I was having a bad day with classes, she came over, after asking me a million times, and cuddled with me while watching a movie. She was like my own personal heater at times. That was when I knew I had to ask her for a date night. I could feel her heart beating a million miles a minute whenever we were cuddling together. I knew my heart was beating pretty fast as well.

"She had already planned on coming in," I chuckled, calling to my mother as she had left the bathroom.

"It'll be good to see her. When is she coming?"

I checked them time and just as I was about to answer, I heard the engine of her motorcycle right outside the window.

"Now," I said.

"That was quick. And you're not even ready, Y/N!" my mother laughed. "I was like that when I was dating your father," she muttered.

I texted Karlach something before finishing getting ready. Once I was finished, the doorbell rang. I walked out of the bathroom to find my mother had gotten the door. Karlach walked in with jeans on, what looked to be boots, a belt around her waist, a white tank top, and her leather jacket. She had a small boquet of flowers in her hands as she smiled at me.

"Good to see you again, Karlach," my mother hugged her.

"Nice to see you, Mrs. L/N," she smiled.

I walked over to her and hugged Karlach tightly.

"Always lovely to see you, Y/N," she smiled, handing me the small boquet.

"Thank you, Karlach," I smiled, smelling the flowers. "These smell nice."

"I'll put them in a vase and I'll set them in your room. Sound good?"

"Yeah," I said. "Sounds good."

"I've got to get going, but it was nice seeing you again, Karlach," my mother said.

"Nice seeing you. Hopefully I can see you more," she smiled.

"Just not in the hospital," my mother pointed a finger at her.

Karlach chuckled, "I'll try not to."

"Alright, have fun you two," my mother kissed me on my forehead before hugging Karlach and I goodbye.

"So," Karlach said, putting her hands in the pockets of her jeans. "W-Want to head out now or do you need some more time getting ready?"

"I think I am ready to go. Let me just grab my keys."

I rushed into my room and then came back out, leaving the apartment with Karlach. She was about to get onto her motorcycle, but she grabbed something that she attached to the side of it, handing it to me.

"And you're not going to wear one?" I asked, putting on the helmet.

"I am working on finding one that will fit my horns," she gestured to them.

"That was the one thing I didn't inherit due to my father."

"Was he human?"

"I-I'll tell you more when we get to where we're going."

We got onto the motorcycle and Karlach drove off into the city, past the city, and out towards the mountains. Reaching the spot where we were going to be, Karlach cut the engine and set down the kickstand. She got off and helped me off, making sure I was alright. We set out the blanket and sat down, overlooking the bay that had boats coming and going.

"My father," I said after a while of sitting beside her, watching the sun start to dip below the horizon. "He was a human and married my mother because of selfish reasons. Very selfish reasons. When I was born, I took on a lot of attributes from him, such as my skin color and literally everything about me. The only thing I got from my mother, as you saw, is a full tiefling, was this."

I grabbed my top lip and pulled it back, opening my mouth. Little fangs pointed outwards as the rest were human teeth. Removing my fingers, I let out a sigh.

"Sometimes I wish I looked more like my mother," I said, taking note of Karlach's tail. "Sometimes I wish I didn't look like a human among the other races here."

"You remember Wyll, don't you?"

"Yeah. What about him?"

"Well, Halsin is an elf and Shadowheart is a half-elf. Lae'zel is Githyanki and Astarion is a vampire who was able to conquer the sun. And then I am the tiefling. Wyll doesn't mind being human among others like us. It makes him feel just as unique as we are. And you," she reached over and placed her hand on my cheek, caressing my skin with her thumb. "Even though you didn't inherit much attributes from your mother, you're still a tiefling. You have tiefling blood in your veins."

I smiled, "Thank you, Karlach. B-But I look more like my father in terms of facial structure. A-And every time I look at my reflection, i-it just reminds me of what he did."

Removing her hand, she placed it behind her so she could lean back on her hands, "You said he left for selfish reasons. M-May I ask why?"

"My mother, while she was making a lot of money, he was spending most of that money on useless shit such as alcohol for himself, gambling, and drugs. There was even a point where we were almost kicked out of the apartment because my mother wasn't able to pay rent due to his spending habits. They got worse the year before he left. My mother tried to get him to go to rehab and he'd go for a few weeks, say he was better, and then revert back to his ways. About five months before he left, he was caught cheating on my mother and she kicked both of them out right then and there. She filed for divorce and he never paid child support and never paid back how much debt he had. My mother had to do all of it and we're still trying to get by from everything happening."

I shook my head, "H-He was such an awful father, never taking care of me because I was never deemed important to him."

Hot tears slid down my face as just thinking about him and what he didn't do made my blood boil. My hands gripped at the blanket beneath me to where my knuckles turned white. Karlach reached over and placed her hand on top of the one closest to her. Once my hand relaxed, she slipped her fingers in between the gaps and intertwined her hand with mine. Her tail came over and wrapped around my waist, the pointed end resting on my lap. She came closer to me and I rested my head on her shoulder, letting out a deep breath.

"I never want to see that man in my life. He caused so much damage to my mother and I that I don't think we can ever get out of the situation we're in."

"Hey," she reached over and softly placed her hand underneath my chin, turning my head to face her. Placing her forehead against mine, she let out a soft sigh.

"I know you have resentment towards your father, but he's out of your life now. You and your mother are getting over what happened and while I know it takes a while for trauma to heal, know this, Y/N. I will do whatever I can to help you."

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tightly.

"Thank you, Karlach."

She hugged me back, "I'll always be here for you. Both you and your mother."

Pulling away, we continued to sit together as we watched the sun disappear and the city lights became the light we needed to guide our way back. As we were driving through the city, I couldn't help but take in the sight of all the lights illuminating the streets.

"Hey, are you hungry?" Karlach asked over the roar of the engine.

"We just ate," I chuckled.

"That was like three hours ago."

"And you're hungry again?"

"Yeah. I'm going to hit up a place real quick."

"Alright," I laughed.

Going to a local burger joint, she drove through the drive thru quickly and we sat in the parking lot together. I removed the helmet and set it on the side of the bike as Karlach turned around to face me so we could still talk to one another.

"Want a fry?" she asked, pulling a couple of fries out of the container.

"No, they're yours."

"I can still share," she said.

"I'm good."

"Come on, Y/N," she chuckled as she raised the fries into the air, pushing them towards me to where she was poking at my lips with them.

"You know you want some fries," she giggled.

"Karlach," I couldn't help but smile.

"Come on, take some," she ate the ones she was playing with while she handed me the container. "This is a lot."

"Then why did you order it?" I chuckled, taking the container and eating some fries.

"I thought I could eat everything," she said, unwrapping the burger finally.

Getting an idea, I reached over and grabbed the hand that was holding the burger. Pulling it towards me, I took a bite.

"Aye!" she chuckled, pushing me playfully. "If you wanted some, I would have gotten you something."

"I just wanted to mess with you," I said after swallowing.

She laughed, shaking her head, "What am I going to do with you, Y/N?"

I shrugged, "Be there whenever I need you."

"Always," she said, taking a bite of the burger before I could mess with her again.

After she finished everything and threw the bags away, she came back over and sat on the motorcycle, facing me though.

"We're not going to head back?" I asked.

"We are. I just need to let things settle before we get moving. Also," she reached into a bag that was attached to the side of the bike. Grabbing a small white stick, she got off the bike and leaned against it. Raising her thumb up, it caught fire and she lit the end of the blunt. Taking in a deep breath, she exhaled, smoke coming out from her lips and some out of her nose.

"I didn't know you smoked."

"It's medicinal," she said. "Helps with my anxiety."

"Anxiety?"

"Yep," she popped the 'p' really hard. "That's what I get for being used in my life."

"Used?"

"After my parents died, I was taken by someone. His name was Gortash. I thought he was helping me since he gave me a home and took me in, but he then gave me off to a fucking devil that used me in battle. I fled from that literal hell, but after that trauma, I had to go see someone and while meds weren't doing the trick, I decided to try this. It helps calm everything down."

"I-I'm sorry to hear that happened to you, Karlach," I said.

"It's alright, though," she let out a sigh. "The only thing that makes me remember is everyone there telling me I was a monster. That I must have been bred for war and that I will never be seen as beautiful."

She took in another deep breath before exhaling, more smoke swirling around her horn. She flicked the rest of the blunt away and stepped on it, snuffing out the light so it doesn't burn anymore. About to get back on the bike, I stopped her.

"Everything ok?"

"Before we head back," I said.

"Yeah? What's up?"

"Can you come here for a second?"

She nodded and got back on the bike, facing me once more. I leaned towards her and placed my hand on her cheek, caressing the soft skin. When compared to the other parts of her body, her face was the softest I have ever seen and felt. Her tail came up and wrapped around my waist, wanting me to come closer to her.

"Karlach," I whispered. "If it means anything, know that I don't see you as a monster. And they're right. You're not beautiful. You're gorgeous."

A tear slid down her face as she reached up and grabbed my hand, nuzzling her cheek against the palm of my hand. Turning, she placed a soft kiss to my palm.

"Thank you, Y/N. It means the world to know that you don't see me as a monster."

"Come here," I leaned towards her and lightly placed my lips against hers.

She let out a small hum as she happily kissed me back. It was like how she was: soft, warm, and sweet. Pulling away, she placed her forehead against mine, smiling wider than whenever I first met her.

"W-Would it be too early to call you mine?" she chuckled.

"I'm yours, Karlach."

She giggled, pecking my lips lightly, "You're mine."

Heading back to my apartment, I got off her bike and she was about to head back to where she was staying.

"Goodnight, Y/N," she said.

"H-Hey, Karlach?"

"Yeah?"

"W-Why don't you spend the night with me?"

"Is your mom going to be ok with it?"

I shrugged, "I hope so."

She chuckled and got off of her bike, heading into the apartment with me. We headed into my room and as soon as we got in there, I fell onto the bed and she fell on top of me. Her arms wrapped around my waist while mine wrapped around her. She tucked her face in the crook of my neck while I rested my head on top of hers. I placed a few kisses to her head before I closed my eyes, taking in her warmth.

"Goodnight, Karlach," I said.

"Goodnight, Y/N."

[monsterfloofs]

Thank you @windydrawallday for once again being such an inspirational and supportive friend!! 😭 So— we were talking about monster taming games— AND THE ABSOLUTE SWEETHEART THAT THEY ARE SAID “I bet you would make some really cool monster designs for a game like that. 👁️👁️✨”

And and and AND— My brain went BRRRRING and here we are. A little creature taming story??? Game??? Called Calming Curses, where you the protag. goes around finding and befriending/soothing mischevious sometimes venegeful spirits who are possessing various kinds of antiquities. The only thoughts I have for the player characters would be that the feminine character would be inspired by Wednesday Addams, their would be a masculine character, (dress unknown) and a non-binary character would be dressed in dark pants, a button up shirt and a sweater vest. (Though pronouns would be interchaneable with any of the designs because!! I luff me some options!!) Guessing that the characters are magick sorcerer types. (Becuase this is me— everyone needs a lil magic)

This first design is for critters I have deemed Implit 👁️👁️

+ Implit are little candle imp critters that are known to steal things like car keys, lost earrings and whatever shiny things they can get their droopy hands on. Little sprite tricksters that if treated well and with compassion will help you find missing objects and will light your way through dark nights.

If left in an their angry begrudging state, these little fire starters can be a huge problem! Knawing on— and thoroughly crispi-fing whatever they are left to angrily chew on 🥺

I wanted to make multiple colors n designs for the lil guys, and also I wanted to make a “happy n friendly” colorant and a still feral n causing trouble one :3c

I thought once they are befriended the creatures would undergo a color change. 👁️👁️ Kinda like a shiny, except more in the sense of you can tell which bbies you have spent the most time with, who is your go to partner in crime because of how they look compared to the standard design.

Annnnnnd continuing the cursed object parade!! The teapot is Gettle and the little tea cup spirits are Cuphost. One in a defensive, shy form and the other is in an offensive, bravado form!

Part of the same set these creatures are kitchen dwellers who manifest from antique ware💖And they work well together as a team to chase out intruders.

+ Gettle is a grumpy creature, whose boiling temperature has people running from the small quadrupedal being. Like an angry grumpy dog that can cause some nasty burns if it manages to run into you. x////D They are protective of the smaller spirits, as they have been together for a very long time. But it’s very rare to find a whole manifested set.

When calmed and no longer bearing a grudge their original faded colors come back shiny and new. If Gettle is treated well can be a beloved lapdog who keeps their hosts warm on chilly days.

+ Cuphost are timid, taking to hiding in tea cups and defending themselves with silverware. The few braver and mischevious ones are known to throw things like sugar cubes at unsuspecting visitors. Sometimes using the spoon like a catapault or baseball bat to get better range.

They are soft natured though can hold grudges at the loss of their fellow cups. They are easily broken, fragile beings and need someone with a soft heart and compassionate to gain their trust.

Cuphost’s original colors also come back when they are fully befriended, and make very good and sentimental beings to tell your troubles to when you’re sad, great listeners who will warm your hands when you are feeling blue.

:333333c

Gettle and Cuphost are actually the first designs I made, so they have a soft spot in my heart ahaha🫀

[draconscious]

[ooc update. "...I'm thinkin' I'm back."]

hey all!! dan here, ready to get back in the ring again. 🤠 it's been a wild, mostly positive start to the new year and I'm in a good place--so here's a few updates as I stake the scene. I missed everyone so much!!

Baldur's Gate 3 consumed me and my friends whole, prompting a revival of our tabletop gaming group and D&D sessions. It's been an amazing source of creativity for me lately!!

I haven't beaten the DLC yet...the ending was spoiled for me (my fault) and now it just feels like homework, lol. (Teal Mask left some lasting damage. I still want to power through Hidden Treasure before Persona 3 Reload drops, though...)

So much big IRL stuff has happened as of late! It's just starting to hit that I'll be 30 soon. I feel powerful. We're getting stuff done this year. 😤

GO PACK GO 🧀

Since it's been a month or two, my RP plan is to just...start replying to old things. If we were threading before I dropped off the face of the earth, of course you don't need to respond or anything!! If you're interested in continuing an idea/thread that we had and want to jog my memory, please let me know! IMs are always open, discord is cash.ketchum if you let me know who you are first. I'll open up a proper starter call if/when I feel properly...combobulated, but always feel free to reach out.🥴

THANK YOU LET'S GET IT!!

[notstilinski]

Abbott Elementary Starters !

Taken from season two the 2022 ABC series, Abbott Elementary! Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit! There may be some light spoilers!

“I took it as an opportunity to grow. Not physically, of course, because I can’t reach the top shelves in my apartment.”

“Sea (Name) is very different than Land (Name).”

“If this is what they expect of us, it’s can’t be unrealistic.”

“Are you about to get evicted?!”

“I thought coming into work a full adult would be my solution, but I’m drowning.”

“I get it now. I’m not not a fan.”

“Then why do I have to see Chris Pratt everywhere?!”

“Oh, I don’t do that anymore. Because I’m in therapy and anger management.”

“Oh, we don’t take bribes — That aren’t in the form of money.”

“I think she’s saying I’m a broke boi.”

“(Name), I said that I don’t want to go to a strip club with you.”

“I hope all the kids aren’t here today. Yesterday, almost everybody was in attendance and it almost broke me.”

“You don’t want to be a corny legend.”

“Ya’ll gotta stop playing God with that boy’s life.”

“I’m not in the mood to improve-d at.”

“(Name) tells me I sound like a lesbian. I’m working on that.”

“And one of those is the right side, which is mine.”

“Are you two in a fight? Looks like ya’ll in a fight.”

“Poison? You know I ain’t poisoning anybody. If I’m taking someone out, I want to watch them go.”

“I’m starting to think that I didn’t grow into the person I’m proud of because of it, but maybe I did despite of it.”

“What’s that I taste? The taste of sweet victory?”

“Who does everybody get so surprised when I say I’ll help? I’m a professional.”

“You time yourself going to the second floor?”

“It don’t count if I don’t have my Fitbit on.”

“I haven’t seen you this made since the bartender cut you off at the batting cages.”

“Disguises, crime, looking hot? These are my specialities.”

“Okay, well, thank you for the donation to my mouth.”

“I’m just one of those people where chaos really affects my mood so I’m just gonna call it a day.”

“Ghost, ghouls and new friends.”

“Oh, like y’all came tell these moderately attractive white men with bears apart.”

“You truly do have the taste of a middle aged midwestern mama.”

“And now you’ve made me an accessory.”

“I Googled it. But I like to maintain that aura of dark mystery.”

“This is cutting into my pre happy hour hour.”

“All these wasted eggs when the (Name) is in town. Now I’ve got to throw a Molotov cocktail at their bus.”

“And I want to shield them with the best defense: Positivity.”

“The emergency is… I don’t feel like it right now.”

“Merry Capitalism to you all.”

“You know what? They’re a lot like paint fumes. Small doses? Fine — Even somewhat enjoyable. But too much just gives you a headache.”

“Yeah, after I introduce myself, you know. Start dating, get super clingy, abs go through his phone he might be.”

“That’s right. Now go ahead and make Juvenile proud.”

“Is that my work husband grinding on my work nemesis?”

“I’m sorry, you look like you’re in deep thought.”

“I drink a lot of Snapple so I kind of know some facts.”

“I know plenty of people who have counted me out before and, while I have absolutely no way of confirming this, I’m positive they’re all dead.”

“Sorry, so your- You dad, he hired an actor to play his child instead of just asking you?”

“Don’t look at me like that, he gave me his number.”

“I was both the hostage negotiator and the hostage.”

“Well, I’m a pacifist. You mess with me, I’ll pass a fist across your face.”

“We are watching the first Toy Story because the third one makes me cry.”

“What in the Earth, Wind and Fire is going on here?!”

“Okay. She’s robbed a child.”

“Aw. Disposable income.”

“Do you want to pinch my cheeks? My mom says it helps.”

“Well, that was before I realized that I have an insecure attachment style. I now recognize it for the disdain that it is.”

“I don’t think an adult has ever apologized to me before.”

“I will kick your (Name)-loving Valentine’s Day ass right out of this building.”

“Shame. So hot, yet so annoying.”

“I am one minor inconvenience away from putting this whole day in rice.”

“Mandates are nothing more than fervent suggestions.”

“Just because you got a round face like the Teletubbies sun baby doesn’t mean that the world revolves around you.”

“It’s cool that no matter what I do, no one is happy.”

“Let’s say that (Name) has a bubbly personality to cover up deep-seated mommy issues.”

“The silver lining about dating is that you only have to be correct about someone /once./“

“Last night, as the kids would say, was a film.”

“That is bisexual erasure. I expected better from you.”

“You’re a dork but you’re messy.”

“Weird cash floating around? Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

“Come on. Let’s go bully some sensitive artists.”

“Now you two need to get on board. Who we fighting first?”

“That’s why Mothers Day was invented. So less mothers would leave their families.”

“Don’t give Jesus my credit.”

“Nothing good has ever come from nerds whispering.”

“It’s because you abandon people, and it’s nice to finally hear you say it out loud.”

“People had hopes for you, and they gave up on me!”

“I get why you left (Name), it just kind of felt like you left me, too.”

“My night terrors have spread into day terrors. I can’t tell if I’m asleep right now or if this is some kind of waking nightmare.”

“Why can’t you ever give me credit for a good idea?”

“My lies don’t discriminate.”

“Never have I been so happy to hear such explicit content.”

“At the end of the day, they have to decide who they want to be. And this one decided to be a jackass.”

“So what you’re going to do is pick yourself up, dust yourself off, come back here tomorrow and do your job.”

“People have thrown dirt on my name, others have given flowers. It’s all a garden to me.”

“I love the company of others. But I’m trying to like my own.”

“I’m just gonna go back to avoiding her and never asking her for anything.”

“You would beat my ass, wouldn’t you?”

“The key to never getting your ass beat? Knowing when someone can beat your ass.”

“Note to self: New way to manipulate. Step one: have a daughter. Step two: Play the long game.”

“I’m a master forager. My speciality? Mushrooms.”

“I don’t know how to leave this conversation.”

“I’m counting on those tiny fists for very precise blows.”

“Yeah. I take all your recommendations seriously — I want to know why you like stuff.”

“Uh-uh. I don’t like clanks in bags. Clank-clank leads to clink-clink.”

“No wonder your dad’s a landscaper, the way you beat around the bush.”

“You need to be better at hiding things with your face.”

“Everybody I like knows it. (Name) and Diego Luna has seen my tweets.”

“If I don’t get a smooth eleven hours, I get a little handsy.”

[addisonstars]

“james the plant dad”

written for day 6 of septmeber for @jegulus-microfic with the prompt “houseplant”

403 words

“Love, what's this? Don’t tell me it’s another-” Regulus walks in his house to find James waiting for him in the kitchen with a plant in a shiny new pot, waiting to be named and potted by James.

“It’s another houseplant!” James says excitedly. Recently, James has felt like adopting something of his own, and houseplants were readily available for him to care for. The people of this generation would call him a “plant dad,” and James was a-okay with that. 

Regulus however, was not. “I told you, if you got one more of these things I would start slowly giving them away.” Regulus states plainly. He picks one up of his plants, inspecting it. “Looks like this one is the first one to go,” and Regulus walks over to the trashcan and tosses the plant into the can. 

James tries to stop him, running after him once he realizes what he is doing with the plant. Unfortunately, he doesn't make it in time to stop Regulus. James practically cries when Reg throws away the plant. “Babe, the fuck, that was Zack, you can’t throw his away,” he whines, sticking his arm into the trash to dig it out. 

Regulus stops him before he gets too far, pulling his arm out of the trashcan. “I think it’s about time we had a time about these little plant guys if you are for starters, naming them, and two, sticking your hand into the trash to dig out Zack,” Reg motions to the trash for emphasis, “i might go as far to say that there’s a little issue here Jamie.” 

“But-” James starts. 

“No buts.” Regulus says. “I’m not saying now, but I’m saying that this little adopting plant idea has gotten out of hand. I really don’t appreciate them taking up my space.” Regulus sighs. 

Recently, he’s found them just about everywhere, from the dining room table, the coffee table, the shower, and on top of his books. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t find it annoying. 

“Just think about maybe donating one or ten, and potting some of them, ok?” 

“Yeah, but,” James whines. Reg cuts him a sharp glance and James agrees. “I guess I can get rid of one or two of them.” 

“Thank you James,” Regulus says, hugging him. “And you really don’t think it got out of place, like at all?” 

“Not at all,” James says laughing. 

couldnt decide which one to make the plant dad lol :D

-a.s.