#i had DAYDREAMS ABOUT THIS CONCEPT BRO LIKE

[nomazee]

Silly little thing I thought of

Like like imagine dazai and the reader have been friends for years like the reader knew him since his 15 goofer era... and they got used to eachother sm they usually sleep in eachothers beds n stuff :3

LIKE SOMETHING IS GOING ON BUT THEY STILL HAVE THE FRIENDSHIP LABEL.. 🐺🤞

this concept stuck itself in my head like a tapeworm and it has not escaped me for days IM ACTUALLY OBSESSED i wrote SO MUCH for this omfg i had so much fun writing this thank u for this wonderful idea pairing: dazai x gn reader word count: 2.5k content: fluff, vignette-style writing, friends-to-lovers unspoken label type of thing, soft dazai, domestic fluff without the marriage bit, banter, idiots in love im taking requests!

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Dazai’s toes are still as frigid at night as they were seven years ago. You, of all people, would be the best person to measure this—not in a weird way, but you two have shared a bed at least once a week since your teenage years. You know all of Dazai’s annoying sleeping habits, including his ones of sleeping without socks and digging his feet into your shins for warmth. 

Annoying fucker. You sigh, batting his arm away from its loose hold around your waist. “Get your toes off of me,” you croak out, half-conscious and mind still addled with the remains of your once-deep sleep.

“What toes,” Dazai mutters back, smacking your intervening hand away and returning his arm to its rightful place around you. “I don’t have toes. I got rid of them after puberty, ‘member?” 

“I’m gonna kill you.” You won’t, not really, and the threats have lost their edge after all these years, but it’s fun to throw at him when he annoys you like this. “I know all your weaknesses, Osamu. One wrong move and you’ll be missing more than just your toes.” 

“I’m cold, dear. Would you really let me freeze like this? So mean.” 

You try not to choke up at the nickname. He’s been a fan of those recently, at least in the last year. You think it has something to do with your new places at the Agency. New workplace, new life, and new nicknames, apparently. If you overthink it you might puke on him and fall back asleep. 

“Not cruel. We have money now, you know. Go buy yourself socks. Wool, or something. Stupid ass cold ass toes.”

He goes quiet. Even in all these years of knowing him, half-living with him, you can’t tell if it’s a normal lull in the conversation or a calculated pause. It doesn’t unnerve you as much as it used to, but there’s still a cold chill at the nape of your neck that springs up at times like these. 

“Why would I do that when I have you?” 

Dazai has also been a fan of this recently—strange uncharacteristic moments of tenderness. He peels himself back for you and bares himself raw. The implications make you nauseous. Swathed in the darkness of the night, he can’t see your fingers twitch from where they lay next to your head, away from his sight; or the conflicted expression that crosses your face. 

Easing your breath out into a steady, deep rhythm, you pretend to be asleep. It’s not like he can’t tell, but the message is there. Let’s not talk about this until the morning. Let’s just sleep for the night. Let’s keep what we have and not change it for the worse. 

==

At age eighteen, shaken with the death of his friend and haunted by blood stains on his fingers, Dazai defects from the mafia. 

He doesn’t take you with him—at least, he doesn’t mean to. He expects to leave quietly, or as quietly as blowing up Chuuya’s car can be. He doesn’t expect you to drag yourself along kicking and screaming. 

Dazai doesn’t remember much about specifics, but he knows that one day he was alone in his underground apartment and the next day you were there. The kitchen smelled like melted marshmallows and rice krispies and his dingy counter was covered in sprinkles. 

“Hi, Dazai,” you’d greeted conversationally. “I’m making your favorite.” 

He doesn’t even like rice krispie treats. Hates them, actually. 

In truth, your presence is less the result of you “kicking and screaming” and more like an after-effect of your own quiet stubbornness. Your kicking-and-screaming was done in the passive aggressive way that you cleaned his dishes and made his bed and left big trays of rice krispie treats in his fridge for the next week. 

Neither of you talked about Chuuya. It was better for you that way. 

On the first night, Dazai remembers you holding him from behind, forehead pressed into the stretch of skin between his neck and shoulder. He’s sensitive there despite being wrapped in his stupid scratchy bandaids. His memories for the rest of the night are overrun by a feeling of want, an itch to feel your fingers on his bare skin, a craving for your hand on his stomach to slide beneath the hem of his shirt and press into the tender skin of his abdomen and keep him warm.  

===

“Leave me alone,” you grumble from behind the sleeve of your jacket. “I’m napping.” 

“It’s not napping if you’re still awake.” 

“I wouldn’t be awake if it wasn’t for your annoying ass.” Rotating your body to face the ceiling from your place on the Agency’s couch, you sigh when your view is blocked by Dazai’s ugly stupid face. He’s smiling in that conniving way that he does when he’s about to do something super annoying. Another sigh escapes you when he leans down close enough for the overgrown ends of his hair to brush against your nose. The puff of air from your verbal discontent makes the strands sway slightly. You try not to think about how mesmerizing he looks when he’s this close, with the light from the window casting a golden sheen on the crown of his head. 

Since when did you get this sappy? Must be Dazai rubbing off on you, obviously. 

“So tired already! It’s barely noon.” 

“You came into work an hour ago. I’ve been here since eight. Try being responsible for a change, might exhaust you just as much.” 

“Hmm.” He tilts his head, big stupid shiny brown eyes blinking down at you like he’s observing a specimen. “I think I’m more than responsible enough.” 

“Sure,” you relent, turning back around to shove your face into the corner of the couch and block out the incoming light. It’s the truth—you’re exhausted. A persistent weariness permeates your bones from how much you’ve been working these last few weeks. It’s not like it’s anyone’s fault in particular, not even Dazai’s despite how much he slacks on paperwork. But looming threats from enemy organizations hang over everyone’s heads and there’s no shortage of uncertainty in the Agency. It’s been mission after mission for you, and you’re taking every break you can get. 

Rustling sounds from above you, but you pay it no mind, busying yourself with nestling all of your body into the crevices of the couch and hopefully turning into a piece of furniture yourself. It might be a more peaceful life, really. The calm is short-lived when you feel fingers tap along your cheek—not in a rousing gesture, but something along the lines of placating. 

Dazai squeezes a hand beneath your head and cups the side of your face pressed against the couch, tilting it closer to him before you feel a warm press of lips against your cheek. He lingers. He always does. You can feel the gentle inhales and exhales breeze against your face before he breaks his kiss away. Your cheek is warm for more reasons than one. 

“Take care of yourself,” and oh, god, you’ll never get used to this, never get used to how tender and soft he’s become with you, never get used to how this Agency has fostered something like kindness in both of you. Your stomach stirs with something unnamed and if you were braver, you’d blink your eyes open and reach up and grab the sides of his face and pull him down to you. 

But you’re not brave, and there’s people still behind you in the office, and you wonder what led Dazai to be soft enough to kiss your face like that in front of everyone. You’re sure they’re watching you both. The Agency is full of gossips, whether they admit it or not. 

===

“Dazai,” Ango Sakaguchi grits out from behind the crackling reception of a burner phone. “They were not a part of the plan.” 

“You think I don’t know that, Ango?” Dazai replies, tone more playful than aggressive. “I know they’re not a part of the plan. They knew they weren’t part of the plan, too. But it’s too late to do anything about it. It’s just a minor change.” 

“A minor change?” Ango’s voice is strained with stress, no doubt pulling out strands of his hair as they speak. “I have to deal with not one, but now two members of the mafia defecting. Do you know how much work this was to begin with?” 

The thing is—of course Dazai knows. He knows everything. The minute he found you in his kitchen, his stomach dropped with the uncertainty of the future. Going underground with another person was nothing short of a burden, at least on paper. But, he couldn't find it in himself to think of you like that. Like a burden. 

“We’ll figure it out, Ango. If you don’t, then we will.” 

A gritty sigh sounds from the other side of the phone call. “I’m putting a lot of faith in you, Dazai. Don’t screw this up.” 

===

“Made you lunch. Since, obviously, you’re not gonna do that for yourself any time soon.” 

A closed plastic container is thrown on the counter in front of Dazai. He looks at it, then up at you, eyebrow raised as if he doesn’t have a clue what this could be about. He’s not that stupid, though. You of all people would know that. 

“How nice of you! Too bad I’m not hungry.” His lip juts out in a poor imitation of a pout, and he looks ugly with it. So ugly. Ugly enough to make you feel the need to kiss him all over and then slap him. An incredulous huff escapes you. 

“I don’t care if you’re hungry. Eat. It has crab in it, see, your favorite.” 

“I thought my favorite was rice krispies?” 

You freeze. It hadn’t occurred to you that he might remember that, after all this time. You don’t dwell, because that’s the worst thing to do with Osamu Dazai—dwell. 

“Don’t act stupid. Just eat it. Even if it’s not the whole thing, at least some of it. It would do you some good.” Getting serious with Dazai is one of the most awkward, unbearable things you could ever do. He has a way of making you feel stupid for worrying about him, with all his roundabout jokes and skills of evasion built up over years. You’ve found that being straightforward is the best way to avoid all those blank moments of silence. 

His fingers curl around the plastic lid and pop it open. The container is still warm, having cooked all its contents just half an hour before showing up at Dazai’s apartment with conviction in your eyes. “Sure,” he says. “I’ll have some.” 

You bring out a duplicate container with a serving for you, and treat yourself to a juice box from his fridge. You try not to launch into a lecture at the sight of his barren pantry—that’s best done by Kunikida. The both of you eat in silence, sitting across from each other at Dazai’s dusty kitchen island. 

He only gets through a few bites before pushing the container away and complaining about how full he is. You know it’s not the truth, but it’s the mixed-up signals that his body sends him. It’s not that he’s full, but his persistent lack of appetite has caused a lot of troubles for him in the past and you don’t doubt that it’ll keep causing troubles in the future, too. 

“Let’s get you to bed, then,” you tell him, dragging him up from his chair despite his whining protests. “I won’t make you shower, but you should probably do that tomorrow, ‘cause your hair’s about to get all greasy and disgusting.”

“So crude.” 

“I do my best.” 

You let him change on his own, but not before picking out a nice soft set of matching pajamas from deep inside his closet. You grumble a little in annoyance. The set was a birthday gift you got for him a year ago and that asshole pushed it to the back of his wardrobe and never touched it again. What a brat. You throw a pair of fuzzy socks at him to boot. 

Once he’s changed into proper sleep clothes, you can tell that the exhaustion is starting to hit him. He sways a little on his feet and his blinks last for a little too long, as if he’s chasing sleep every time his eyes shut. With another begrudging sigh, you set him down on the floor of the bathroom and dollop his toothbrush with fruity kid’s toothpaste—because of course that’s the only toothpaste he owns—and brush his teeth for him. 

Dazai dozes off in the middle of it, and you can’t bring yourself to wake him up in the most annoying way possible. You try really, really hard to not think about how soft you’ve gotten. You’re an ex-mafia member, past coated with dark stains and entrails and death, all of those dark things. Your blood is just as black as Dazai’s, if not more. And yet, being a part of this stupid Detective Agency with this stupid man has melted you down into something parallel to good.

Don’t dwell. It’ll do you no good. 

You use a gentle grip with the toothbrush, ensuring that his delicate gums don’t tear with the force of the bristles. A warm feeling stirs in your chest. It feels like you’ve proven something, like you’ve proven to the world that your coal-stained hands can be gentle, too. You can kill and you can nurture. You tap Dazai awake with a little more care, now. 

“Rinse your mouth,” you tell him in a whisper. “Then you can sleep.” And after a pause, you add, “I promise,” because now you’re in the business of making promises to people. 

Dazai rinses his mouth, and you wipe off the remaining droplets of water from his face with a paper towel that you leave on the counter for your future self to throw out. You lace your fingers with his as you walk to his bed. Not that he needs any guiding. Of course he doesn’t. It’s just a little extra insurance, you think. 

“Stay with me,” he mumbles out the minute you lay him down on the bed. It’s a sentence, and not a question, because he’d rather die than ask you something so vulnerable. He’s doing it again—peeling himself back and baring himself raw for you. Your head swims and your vision blurs with either a migraine or with tears, you can’t tell. But your lips quirk up into a stupid smile and he sees it despite his half-lidded eyes, and he smiles back like the stupid dope that he is. 

“Yeah, of course. I’m right here, Osamu. Go to sleep.” 

And he does. Of course, not before he feels you cup the opposite side of his face and plant a warm, lingering kiss on the swell of his cheek just as he did for you weeks before. The faint laugh that he lets out before he falls asleep is enough to tell you that he’ll be making fun of you for it in the morning. For now, though, he’s soft and pliant and warm between your hands, and you sleep.

[rewritingcanon]

roxanne and hugo headcanons please 🤲🏿

NYEHEHEHEHE OKAY 😋

roxanne:

perfect mix between angelina and george looks-wise. she’s got her mum’s complexion, hair, eye colour, naturally straight teeth and crazy metabolism, but her smile is her dad’s, her eye shape is her dad’s, her hands are long and spindly like her dad’s, and she flaps them around constantly when she’s being dramatic and talking. she also laughs like him. but funnily enough shes shorter than both her parents and she has no idea why.

people think fred and james are the new pranksters because of their namesakes but dont let this fool you. roxanne claims title over this

no for real she is a menace and she is more fred weasley than her brother. which sometimes pisses him off but you can rarely stay mad at her even if she is a shit.

great quidditch player. is a beater. daydreams about hitting her opps with her bat during history of magic class as a preventative from falling asleep

hoards fake tattoos. LOVES THEM. like she’ll never get a real tattoo, but she loves the fake ones

laughs at men who confess their love to her but takes the women who confess to her seriously (she’s not into girls she just respects them more)

pranks her dad the most. then her dad pranks her. fred and angelina… run for cover…

had a situationship with some transfer from durmstrang and literally never lived it down from fred

only got close with rose at hogwarts. shes a year younger than rose and she’s shocked to find out she’s secretly likeable

her favourite uncle is percy— yeah you would never guess. but she loves hanging with people who act like they have a small stick up their butt— it’s more rewarding when she wrangles a laugh out of them. plus percy spoils her the most and she has a sneaking suspicion she is secretly is favourite niece.

people pay her to prank their opps. shes like a clown hitman.

exercised for like a week and got abs from it. everyone is upset. also. is a gym bro. probably the master herder of all the gym bros.

made a secret trolls account to troll people. thought she was so smart for mashing the two concepts together.

ate playdough when she was a kid and was disappointed with how it tasted.

master jinxer. for real, cover your ankles if you’re an opp

opps in general tremble

never fought much with her parents, which is really fucking strange. maybe its because fred fought with angelina and george a lot so roxanne sought unconsciously to balance that out, but she just never thought anything was that serious enough to fight over

but she DOES have fights with fred. sometimes they scrap in the middle of the common room and the reason will be because she chucked a piece of paper at him or something. then two seconds later after she’s got bruises up her legs and he’s literally got a black eye, they’re showing each other their memes.

she’s extremely close with both parents but her best friend is literally her mum and when she gets a letter from her mum at dinner at hogwarts she’ll shamelessly start celebrating and cheering.

“look guys my mummy replied to me!!” “didnt she literally write to you yesterday?”

had pink hair for a moment in time in fifth year and pretended it was on purpose (she meant for it to be red whoops)

hugo:

looks a lot like ron except has his mums bushy brown hair (because thats canon… i know.. crazy…). very freckley and has a deeper complexion but not like his mum’s (yea hes lightskin 💪). built short like his mum though, and rose makes fun of him until he wakes up randomly one morning and hes 6ft.

personality wise hes a mix between his parents. hes a lot like ron in the sense that hes made of dry humour and loyalty to his friends, but like hermione in that he gets exasperated easily and also possesses undying loyalty. now that i think about it, hugo is just extremely loyal

definition of little freak. you know how as the line of cousins gets younger and younger and the youngest of them all is always just a weirdo? yeah, hugo is the youngest.

has a butt indentation on his bed from sitting on it and playing roblox all day. wont move from bed until he gets banned on the servers and is forced to touch grass

but when he touches grass he is all for the grass. rose has his ass on life360 and suddenly hes taken a train up to bumfuck nowhere to go on a spontaneous nature hike. suddenly he’s signed up to a chess club and queen gambits his way to the top spot. suddenly hes in a random protest and he doesnt even know what hes there for he just likes the energy

is called “snotty rat boy” in rose’s contacts

basically is a punching bag for all older siblings but is numb to the abuse and just accepts it (its all well-meaning and full of love)

is aroace but LOVES valentines. he goes all out to get cards for all his friends and family and makes them little trinkets (he can’t buy them anything bcuz hes a broke baby and has too much pride to ask his mum for money only to get her something thats worth less) and plans platonic dates and gets very offended when they have to cancel to spend time with their actual romantic partners. he once rang his mate up to ask for a refund for his time (he was joking but hugo is dramatic as hell and needs to feel loved at all times or else he will literally die)

is the main character of a cartoon network show. i just dont know what..

ipad kid vibes

cant cook anything but really good homemade pizza for some strange reason???

confirmed he was aroace when he was playing truth or dare with his gryffindor buddies (because hugo is definitely a gryffindor) late at night and got dared to french kiss some guy. after he had to flee the scene and brush his teeth out to get that gross taste away, and yeah, he had his suspicions beforehand but this basically confirmed it. and every time he recalls the feeling of kissing someone like That he gets this thousand yard stare on him… one would think hes having war flashbacks….

despite not wanting to get married like That, he wants to be a dad when hes older. He has a list of baby names on his notes app (or wizard equivalent), but they’re all shitty things you would name an oc or a sim, not a real person. shit like “ebony” or “crystal” or “axel.” he showed his list to lily luna once and she laughed and called them stripper names so he got mad and kept it very secretive from then on.

genius chess player. wizard beth harmon who?

is a vegan. it started as a joint pack with hermione (ron and rose said “fuck no”) but hermione caved after six months because she cant stay away from coffee. hugo persisted though

is the only one allowed to ruthlessly rip into and bully the shit out of rose. im not kidding, her parents cant even do it. theyre too scared. meanwhile hugo will walk past her in the hallway and say “oh you look uggo today” with a deadass straight face

thinks about moving out one day and having his own family and thinks about rose moving out and having her own family and how that family will be her primary family and he will be secondary family and how they will have to leave their parents one day— he instantly breaks down into tears. hes just a baby bird guyz plz!!!

does not have any parent hes closer to. ron spoils him more but also scolds him more. hermione rewards him less but lets him get away with more. it balances out.

very close with lily luna so when rose and albus had their falling out they just gossiped about it the entire time. lily would tell him how albus cried for three hours straight during lunch and hugo would tell her how rose started to fixate on their shower and started deep cleaning it the muggle way at four in the morning like she was possessed

is james’ godbrother but keeps forgetting it 💀

not bad at quidditch but never took a huge liking to it. likes watching more than playing and just agrees with whatever his dad’s opinions are on the teams (indoctrination)

able to cast a patronus before rose learned which had her tweak out a lot.

ive written tonnes…. so i will leave it there lol

[kenlvry]

craig x reader x tweek

an: HELLO someone requested this and i did it but then i deleted and i was so pissed but i loved the concept too much to not do it again sorry to 🦢 anon 😞, fem reader, ages 17-19,

when you came to school during 9th grade everyone had eyes on you, you were awfully pretty and so elegant. when you moved in the main 4 was the first to greet you and kyle had asked you to sit on their table when school reopened. everyone except tweek and craig knew you, tweek didn't come to school on monday because he had to help his parents and craig got sick. when they came and saw a random girl they were like wtf ?? but then you turned around smiled and greeted them "hello, you must be tweek and craig right?" you said slightly turning your head. tweek felt anxious because of how pretty you were and craig too was surprised, they just stared at you not returning your greeting. "dude" kenny had to stop them for daydreaming and greeted you back, now at first tweek and craig didnt tell each other about the feelings they had for you, they felt bad for each other. everytime you greeted them you looked so angelic, how can they not like you?? after like two years of getting subtly flirted by the two without each other knowing. tweek decided it's best to tell craig bc he didn't want their relationship to be one sided. so he sat craig down down at tweek bros before closing down the shop and explained, anxiously ofcourse , craig at first was mad and told him he liked you first and they got in a small argument. they come to the conclusion they both like you and each other at the same time, so they made a plan to 'subtly' flirt with you,with each other knowledge of course. they would meet up to make a plan to flirt you. like they would separately dm you flirting at school would openly flirt with you and then ask to accompany them on dates as a three or would ask to be at dinners tgt. you didn't want to assume things bc they were in a relationship! but you had enough and asked them to meet them at tweeks shop, "whats the fuck is going on, its like you guys like me or smthn you two are really freaking me out" you said JOKINGLY. you laughed at your little sarcastic remark but they didnt. your heart was beating so fast when they both confessed. tbh romantically they like each other but sexually they prefer girls, but they also like you romantically. so now you would often be sandwiched by the both at them while cuddling or if you turn to tweeks side craig would get all jealous and say you're not paying att to him. or if you would talk to craig at school tweek would get mad and just whined but not tell you what his deal was, poor boy. they both love you equally and when they would see you in the school halls they'd hug you at the same time, or if you three are walking somewhere they will always be by your side tweek on the right and craig on the left. if they needed to be somewhere and said goodbye they'd kiss your cheek at the same time, like one on the right and the other on the left. all in all being in a relationship with them is the best thing that happened to you<3

[maehemthemisfit]

MIkey Crush headcanons? GN!Reader

⇢ ˗ˏˋ pairing: mikey x gn!reader ࿐ྂ

⇢ ˗ˏˋ warnings: fluff and oblivious pinning, mentions of death ࿐ྂ

⇢ ˗ˏˋ masterlist ࿐ྂ

Mikey is so blindly in love that it hurts... more so everyone around him who has to bear witness to his lovesick attitude

But what really hurts the most is how oblivious he is to his own emotions, or better yet, the concept of love itself

He's never really seen himself with an s/o or starting his own family. Anytime he thinks about the future, he's just surrounded by friends and their own children, merely happily existing in their lives and he seems fine with that simple lovely daydream

Never once in his life has he thought about what it might be like to have that domestic life... well, that was until you came into the picture.

Whatever brought you into his world and made fate steer your paths together, it'd have to be a few times before he finally took interest.

Whether he happened to see something you did or if you had a more personal and close experience with him, whatever it was you did, it surely caught his interest

It wasn't a crush at first... more like innocent curiosity or nearing admiration

He was more subtle in the beginning, short glances, brief greetings and such

And then it became more to the point Draken and Mitsuya picked up his behavior.

Staring almost in a dreamily way, holding longer conversations even if you two knew nothing about each other, actually interested when your name is brought up in a conversation, oh and let's not forget him ReMemBeRiNg things about you that anyone else would have easily forgotten. 😳

Nobody really commented on it until it started getting out of hand

Mikey would have ✨m o o d s w i n g s✨ and everyone but him understood why

He's all happy, giddy, practically bouncing off the walls when you're in his presence. Then immediately after you leave, he's all mopey and annoyed

You know it's bad if he loses his appetite for food

OKAY DRAKEN GET TO WORK 👏🏾

At this point, the entire gang knows about Mikey's little crush, but the worse thing about it... is that the two of you are barely acquaintances 💀

So, when Draken tries to explain to Mikey how he should probably befriend you considering he has a cr-

"KEN-CHIN THATS A GREAT IDEA!! I'm pretty sure Hina's tired of me stealing her boyfriend all the time."

"N-No that's not what I'm-"

Annnd he's gone. God give Draken the strength he's on his 12th reason

And guess what? He doesn't even ask you, deadass just declares you're his friend while the whole gang facepalms 😒💢 That idiot...

Well, at least you're friends now so that could ease his attitude...

It does for a while, until he starts getting jealous when he sees Takemichi around you more often (totally not because you're vital in Mikey's future or anything)

He's grumpy about it, but at the same time not really aware why he's mad about it because it's just his two friends hanging out! what's so bad about that? Everything's fine and- why are they laughing together?? What's funny? What did he say??

He really pulls a >:(

Bro chill, that's not yo s/o

"Earth to Mikey? Hello?" "Huh..?" "You done sending death glares at michi?"

He's so confused... poor boi. He has the best intentions tho

Of course michi noticed his friend's stare, damn near felt the daggers that Mikey gazed at him. So michi lowkey drops the tea on your likes and interests (some info he got from the future- best wingman!) and tells Mikey maybe he should yk... ask you out?

Ask out... as a friend right?

He didn't get the memo... chile help this man

This part is dedicated to my future mikey x reader series so here's some exclusive hcs

Mikey won't ask you out. At this point he knows he "likes" you, but not in the yk "like like love" typa way, so he's still oblivious (i mean you both are to an extent)

One of the cutest things he'll do is take you out on these unofficial dates.

Its not really a date, but its not really hanging out either.

He'll take you to either his or your favorite place.

Stargazing, watching the sunset, gang meetings, late night drives in the middle of the night, out to eat- you name it

I think with each "date" he just falls for you even harder, especially if you reciprocate some sort of feeling back like comforting him and touching him affectionately, he just melts in your embrace and absentmindedly smiles at the thought of you, sometimes mid fight or drive which is dangerous as hell and Baji often has to shake him out of it.

He really could be mid rocking somebody's shit and then he thinks about you and instantly leaves to go find you, like there isn't an all-out brawl going on.

The nail's set in the coffin when he shares his dorayaki/taiyaki with you, even pah does a double take (yes he's late, but even he realized before Mikey)

If you do anything domestic for this boy like giving him a bento, he's a flustered mess

"W-What's all this for, (n/n)?" "Oh, I just noticed you haven't eaten all day so I made you this!" "Wait, y-you made it? For... me?"

Mikey.exe stopped working

Don't worry, he reboots after a while and pretends like nothing happened and everybody's like :0 bitch...what? And he's like "Isn't (n/n) the best?" :D

*sigh*

I think when he actually realized how deep in love he was, it was probably near/on the anniversary of Shinichiro's death. He'd show up at your door because he was having a really bad day, bruised from a fight he couldn't care less about. He didn't bother knocking, actually, he second guessed visiting you and was about to turn away until you opened the door, bag in hand full of taiyaki's you personally made, and on your way to see him.

Your surprised yet worried filled eyes said everything when you looked at him, ushering him into your home and quickly asking if he was alright, all the while grabbing medical supplies to tend to his wounds.

He wasn't mentally the best in this moment, but somehow your warm smile made everything feel... right.

Your soft touches and the way you placed one of those cutesy band aids over one of his cuts, giving it a kiss and saying it'll heal faster that way. He had to bite his lip to keep from breaking out in tears.

In that moment he just wrapped his arms around you and cried, barely able to speak as he tried to recall his day, the name of his brother being choked out as you held him in your arms, assuring him that you'll always be there, giving him all the care and comfort he could ever wish for.

"Then this... t-his gang was here- and.. a-and shin-" "Shh, it's okay. Take your time. I'm here, i'm not going anywhere, okay?"

"You... promise?"

"Of course, I promise. Forever and always." 💞

And that's when his ideal future changed.

He wouldn't mind you being there with all of his friends, happily laughing and goofing off together.

But of course, it was more than that. It has always been more than that.

Because he loved you and wanted to wake up to you every day and go to sleep with you every night. Suddenly the idea of raising a family with you didn't seem so unrealistic if it meant he could hold you like this forever.

He wanted this with you. Needed this...

Mikey pulled away; tears dried to his face as he looked you over once again, still gripping onto you as if he were to let go... you would vanish before his eyes.

Glistening obsidian eyes traveled down to your lips then back up to your twinkling eyes as you ran your fingers through his hair.

yeah i got carried away...

"(Y/n), I..."

[gacha-every]

Another casual Movie Review!

From meee!!! :D

Hello again, we got one of my main sources to my love for animated movies/shows today, Disney!

And we got their new movie, Wish!

First off, !!🟥SPOILERS🟥!!

I watched this at home and it released in Cinema so I can't count reviewing the animation because I only got the low quality cinema vid for now. Still tho, animations are great, so ye, I'm sure it gud UvU

But we're talking more about the story, characters, and other perks!

In my first watch, I was pretty chill, entertained, and unbothered... in most cases. Honestly, I was only feeling unbothered sometimes because of the expectations of people's critics all over Wish

In my second watch tho, I was pretty bored, yet still enjoyed it somehow, but anyway–

I give the movie ALONE a 7/10

The characters are great, the songs are gud to listen to while watching (This Wish is on loop in my head tho, that one's catchy), the comedy is gud too, story is gud too!

Yeah, guys! The movie is actually not bad!

...It's just not jaw dropping that is, y'know?

The movie is a little generic but also not??? I dunno

It kept me entertained, it's a gud movie for funzies, and it's especially not that triggering at least to me, it's just not that rewatchable y'know? Also had some trouble remembering some of the characters' names even

Anyway ye, movie, okie

Easter eggs were fun to catch

(My dad even has his own theories like Asha being the fairy godmother like from Cinderella and Magnifico being the mirror like from Snow White)

...BUT—

I WANNA TALK 'BOUT SOMETHING ELSE

Huh? What? No it's not critism, I'm already done

NO, it's my favorite part of all

IMAGINING POTENTIALS!!!

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying the movie had potential, I mean, it does in some cases but not generally

HOWEVER

If you consider their SCRAPPED CONCEPTS like these fav examples: Star is supposed to be a shape shifter and has a male human form (possible romance with Asha), and Magnifico and Amaya are supposed to be a villain COUPLE! LIKE BRO! This is the ONLY part I'm triggered by the movie honestly, because it's MISSED potential! This potential didn't come from the movie itself, no! It's from the dumps!

I'm honestly glad fanfics exist

Like imagine bruh, what more new set of formulas can you think of? Asha's father being Magnifico instead? Making her a PRINCESS?! WHOLE NEW TOP TIER LEVEL TO TACKLE– oh wait

SOMEONE'S ALREADY DOING THAT! YASSS

read it pls, it gud

Anyway, ye, that's honestly the only fun I have from the movie, imagining it's potential

But it's honestly a shame that the potential is missed rather than the potential is oozing... you confused? Okay, what I mean is, missed potential is like those scrapped concepts, oozing potential is like from the movie itself has potential for a few tweaks here and there and boom! Better movie! So ye, Gacha Every math for ya lol

Anyway, ye, it's a shame...

BUT DON'T LET IT STOP YA THERE!!!

DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT IF YA URGED TO🔥🔥🔥

YOU, ME, ANYONE, TACKLE THE INGREDIENTS! MAKE A MEAL!! AND WE'LL FEAST!!!

Artist, writer, daydreamer, WHATEVER! I JUST w i s h ;D PEOPLE SHOW THEIR REVISIONS OF THE MOVIE! Let the creativity and fun DRIVE!!!

I'M SURE I AM! WOOO!!!

Movie fine: 7/10 :)

Revision rush: 9/10 B)

Wish is gud, healed my inner child which is what my constructive criticism is orbit to, so if you're into that thing, stay tuned for more! ^w^

[yanderes-galore]

can i request yandere luigi to go with ur yandere mario concept?

Yeah, awhile ago I had a draft for it then I didn't feel like doing Nintendo- Let me give my favorite Mario bro what he deserves.

Yandere! Luigi Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Worship Yandere, Manipulation, Deception, Self esteem issues, Fear of abandonment, Forced relationship, Sabotage, Protective behavior, Delusional behavior, Stalking implied.

- Most of the time Luigi is very timid, emotional, and cares what people think of him.

- He's used to always being number two, staying in Mario's shadow most of the time.

- Mario gets all the attention.

- While Luigi has been getting more popularity recently, he is still pretty overlooked.

- A fear of his is that, because he's the least popular brother, he may never earn your affections.

- Which causes Luigi to be anxious and self conscious.

- Luigi would also be somewhat of a worship Yandere, treating you like the best thing since sliced bread.

- He goes on and on about you to his brother, which Mario may either be happy for him or annoyed.

- He'd also be sort of clingy towards you once he finds he loves you.

- Luigi would be Obsessive, Manipulative, Overprotective, Self conscious, Worshipping, Deceptive, and Childish.

- Luigi seems like the type to fixate heavily on a crush of his when he meets you.

- He's full on head-over-heels towards you, swooning and daydreaming childishly.

- It's cute for awhile, but it can get creepy or annoying if he makes it a big deal.

- Would definitely be the one most likely to practice love letters out of both the brothers.

- He pours his heart into them in hopes he can someday have the courage to give them to you.

- He has to be careful Polterpup doesn't find out about them, that pup may expose him.

- His letters are a way he vents his obsession, another way is writing in a diary all about you.

- It helps him not reveal his feelings too early.

- He'd die if you found out too soon.

- Luigi's manipulative like his brother, yet he doesn't do it as much.

- He's mostly the type to guilt trip you rather than plan elaborately.

- Totally the type to do puppy-eyes at you to spend time with him.

- How could you say no to him?

- Luigi would also attempt to be overprotective.

- He's a coward but he can be brave when he feels he has to protect those he loves.

- He may also like you because you give him bravery at times.

- He feels if he's to be perfect for you he needs to prove he can protect you.

- So while he may have trouble hitting overprotective at points, he's certainly at least protective.

- Luigi's incredibly self conscious due to always being overlooked.

- He may rely on you to help him feel like he's wanted.

- Which makes him a worship Yandere, as he feels you can't leave him if he piles on the affection.

- He's unaware of the fact he may come off as suffocating.

- He's too focused in hugs, praises, and soft kisses to notice.

- You may as well put him down as delusional, too.

- He doesn't see his own red flags and why you may not like him as much as he does you.

- It's like he blocks out anything that would go against his fantasy.

- He thinks the relationship between you is all sunshine and rainbows!

- When in reality, it's much darker than that.

- Polterpup probably feeds into your compliance with Luigi's affection.

- The ghost is incredibly loyal to his owner.

- If you resist Luigi's attempt at hugging you for example, you're given a growl or bark.

- Luigi just wants to make you happy!

- Why resist him?

- It's said on the wiki that Luigi lied in some of the games, mostly the RPGs, so Luigi may be more deceptive than you think.

- He seems like the person to play the victim card as he cries easily.

- May even explain the situation to Mario for help, leaving things out to set you up as the bad guy.

- Luigi is also very childish in his obsession.

- He treats it like a crush a young child would have for the most part, rather naive to it all.

- He also cries and gets jealous easily.

- Which makes you have to console him with the affection he desires....

- Luigi would be a domestic Yandere, too.

- He'd want to be part of a family with you.

- He thinks the whole fantasy of living with you is dreamy.

- Luigi doesn't seem like the type for fatal violence, but he'd sabotage.

- He'd make people around you look bad or get hurt to keep your heart for himself.

- He also doesn't seem like the type to kidnap.

- He prefers to just hover around you for attention.

- Overall, Luigi is timid and obsessive over you.

- That doesn't mean his obsession is innocent, however.

[karimwillia]

Part 17

Warnings: Fluff and Tension

At the game Riri is courtside wearing a custom cropped lettermen’s jacket Shuri specifically wanted her in. With cute ripped jeans and a pair of custom Shuri 11 Jordan’s. The jacket has Shuri’s number and last name on the back and Riri’s name is on the hip in the front with the year on the chest. It’s a look for sure. The players walk-ins are projected on the screen and Shuri looks so damn good in her suit with the no shirt look her chain shines as it’s on display. The rest of the girls don’t look half as good as her Baby. The bias is real.

The energy around introductions was amazing. Riri can’t believe this is her first ever high school game she missed out. Before tip off Shuri runs over to peck Riri’s lips leaning over into her ear Shuri whispers. “You’re my good luck charm.” The blush that overtakes Riri is second to no none. Shuri hops up and goes to work. She plays like a beast the entire game. With 30 of 32 mins playing time she scored 62 points, had 15 rebounds, 9 assists, and managed 4 steals. Benedict wins. The crowd erupted. “What a game for Shuri Udaku that 60 points is her new personal record. Last year her average was 46 points a game. The state record for points in a game is 80 points by any woman. If she keeps gaining momentum do you think we can see her touch the state record?” The commentators chatter away.

In the Main the girls are bouncing off the walls “Yo Panther is that what getting a girlfriend does to you?” Coach Rollins is screaming. “That was one hell of a game! Woooo!” “We are headed to the Championship! I know it!” Someone shouts. Shuri is rushing because she wants to get to Riri and celebrate. Her goal of a new personal record is huge for her.

The season draws on with Shuri and Riri now in a rhythm. They FaceTime with a little show before all games, and Riri sits courtside for any home game. Coach almost requires it now since they have been winning. The kiss is normally always done just before every tip off also. The sleepover are on pause for the season to keep Shuri focused. The school swears the ritual is the reason Shuri is going to hit the State record.

It's Valentine's Day Weekend and the team is on bi week so Shuri has some freedom. “Earth to Shuri! Bro! What are you daydreaming about?” Al is sitting in the Main it’s lunch so that only means one thing. “My bad. I have been seeing this ring design in my mind for days. So I’m getting it sketched out.” Al is interested but concerned. “What type of ring?” “Woah no not a wedding ring or anything like that just a promise ring. It’s for graduation.” Shuri holds up the sketch. The band is simple but twists into the shape of two hearts that interlock.

“You are cold Shuri. I'm so glad you started back designing.” “I have a muse now is all Al. Riri’s work on the nanotechnology health monitor bracelets was the start. From there all my ideas have just been flowing.” “Mhm What did you just say? Your girl is hella smart yo I can see how that’s inspiring.” Shuri laughs at Al. “Yes she is. The concept is that the bracelet houses these tiny robots that keep your vitals, brain waves and all health status closely monitored so that any slight changes can be addressed immediately. That’s how she explained it to me. It is going to be best for athletes because it provides immediate treatment.” Al nods.

“Right right I’m going to nod like I understand. When you all are traveling to the world saving it remember me. All I wanted to know was what you had planned before the lock-in. I know you lovebirds are going to make sure your first Valentine's Day is right.” Shuri shakes her head “My bad I just get excited to talk about her. But I have the Adler Planetarium rented out for a private dinner.” Al twists her face in surprise. “You know what. Why did I even ask? Of course it’s the perfect date.” They walk out after putting everything they have out in the lockers.

Riri is with MJ courtside, their ritual is for anytime Shuri plays. Shuri winks, biting her lip at her Princess before she goes to play. MJ peeps the subtle look. “Ooooh Ri. Why is she looking at you like a meal?” Ri looks out onto the court biting her lip in a similar fashion. “MJ, honestly we have been having some fun. It’s FaceTime but steps.” With wide eyes MJ covers her mouth. “SHUT UP! How come you haven’t told me!” Riri faces her friend. “Michelle you have been MIA on me.” “Ugh Girl I know ok ok I’m sorry I blame Peter. Damn I am missing all the good stuff too. Why FaceTime?” “Basketball season and privacy. Honestly Rohan and Sha are the in person cock blockers. The in school thing is not appealing.”

“Mmmmmm it’s giving very nerdy of you both. I like it.” The girls giggle. “So then Valentine’s Day? What is tea?” “She has some big date planned. A hotel stay then the lock-in. It’s a surprise and you know I hate surprises. MJ shaking her head. “That girl and her perfectionist ways.”“No MJ, I love the hopeless Romantic in her. It’s cute.” “Nope girl you just love you some her.”

The week speeds by but not without Riri and Shuri making it special for each other. Riri made sure her Dove had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich everyday, her favorite Starbucks drink, got her a new cologne, sent her flowers and a special woven blanket made for her to nap with. Shuri made sure her Princess was spoiled with her favorite flowers everyday, got her three new perfumes, and had her nails done twice when Riri didn’t like the first color. Then Shuri had a special leather briefcase and notebook made for her little brainiac.

It is Thursday evening now and Riri is packing with her music blasting. Sha comes into the room startling Riri. “Shit! Sha.” “Oop why are you cussing? I also love this outfit.” “You scared me Sha and thank you it's new. Shuri spoiled me for Valentine’s so far.” “Well what pray tell are you doing to spoil her?” Riri is always honest and up front with her sister so this conversation was bound to happen.

“I did the normal flowers, candy and this new cologne.” Riri huffs thinking about it. “That was for me. But I don’t know, maybe um we can finally.” Riri kind of trails off. Sex is non clinical to her. So she sometimes finds the words to speak about it hard to articulate. “You want to finally have sex? I am officially old. Sissy, that's a big step. Do you want advice or my opinion?” Riri lifts her head and looks at her sister with a pout.

“Both actually. It’s like a looming cloud for us. Up to this point she has been the one holding back. We have done…” Sharon glares at her sister intently. Riri stops before she shares too much. “We have done other things and I think the time may be right. Then I start overthinking, maybe it’s not.”

Sharon finally takes a breath. She gets up and starts to help her sister with her makeup. Random but it’s how she’s going to help. “Sissy you two are 18 year old seniors, it's not going to be what you see in the movies. So you have to go with the flow. Throw the idea of it being “perfect” out of your mind. You have to listen to yourself and Shuri. If tonight is it then it’s it. Be calm and don’t tense up. Also if you wear that little fenty set her head will explode.” Sharon looks at her sister all done with her makeup and almost tears up. Riri scrunches her face to a funny face.

“Sissy don’t cry please.” “I won’t but I just can’t believe how you have grown.” With everything packed Riri heads down her front stairs. When she makes it the front door bell rings . It’s Rohan to pick her up. She was instructed to wear comfy clothes for now. “Hello Miss Williams. Your presence is missed.” Ri loves Rohan; he's like an African Alfred. With a wave she hugs him quickly. “Hi Rohan don’t worry I will be home soon, she can’t be distracted.” After loading the last of her bags Rohan helps Riri into the car. “I am aware but she is up for hours restless without you. Before you ask, I am not at liberty to disclose tonight’s plan.”

The ride is quick to The W Hotel in downtown Chicago. With an escort Riri is taken to a huge suite. She opens the door to a beautifully decorated hotel room but not like the over done ones on YouTube couples do. The room is dimly lit with floor lights casting a deep red huge into the room. There are black heart shaped balloons floating on the ceiling and a rose petal heart on the floor. On the bed is a box and two bags. In the box is a gorgeous slim form fitted black dress. Its silhouette is cut higher at her left leg then on her right with a one shoulder neckline.

Riri readies herself and she was so thankful for her Sister doing her makeup. Riri opens the first bag with a pair of obsidian and diamond earrings for her to wear inside. The last bag has a letter and a pair of red bottoms. The letter reads. “Dear Princess, Solve the riddle and you will find the place to join me for our date. I visit you every night even if you don’t call me! I am lost everyday to you. What am I and where can you see me? Baby I love you and join me soon. Your Dove🤍” Riri racks her brain about the riddle. She smiles and pops out of the room to find Rohan.

“Ro take me to the Adler Planetarium!” Rohan grins ear to ear. “You are indeed a genius Miss Williams. Let us go.”

@somethingcleaverandwhitty @mal-urameshi @shuriris-stuff @neptoons1998 @dominiquesheart

[weebsinstash]

Do you think you'll ever go back to writing?

Bro literally every single day and weekend, I get off work and tell myself "ok, THIS is the day I'm gonna finally jot something down! As soon as I get home/get relaxed, this is it!"

And it just. Doesn't happen.

I dunno if it's the whole perpetually stoned thing I got going on (really i should admit the time i spend smoking and being on my phone couldve lead to thousands of other more productive tasks) or some kinda adhd or maybe I just, idk, I WANT to do it, but, so many things just feel like a chore. Shit I never even beat Pokemon Violet because something feels like "a hassle" about booting it up, sitting down, dedicating my attention to one single thing that whole time

It's like, I actually sit and think of concepts constantly, daydreaming nearly 24/7. I just, I guess, can't seem to manifest the actual work ethic to get something down. But there are a lot of ideas really swirling around in my head so, maybe it's a passion issue? Motivation? Maybe I just have to. Force myself even if I kinda don't want to and then when it's all over I'll say "oh is that it?" Like the last time I updated the storm

I tell myself sharing concepts and answering asks is keeping me from going completely dormant, but, trust me when I say it isn't a lack of interest for sure 😩

Tbh on top of the usual "i keep putting it off" bs, I've been really bent outta shape recently bc my mom has been unemployed for about a month now so I've been working a ton to cover rent and groceries all by myself and it's definitely putting a damper on my mental health. I'm kind of constantly stressed out which I guess is why I'm occasionally posting a lot of escapism kind of things.

Not only that but I keep getting the urge to write like, nor exactly a long fic but remember when I dropped Built On A Lie all at once out of nowhere. Sometimes I wanna write something longer like that for like idk the Chocobros or Hades or certain other ideas I've had

I guess TLDR I'm indecisive as fuck and stuck in my own head 😅 I want to but I'm fighting myself with being lazy

[naydraw]

HC (sorta) for the cup bros finding out the other has a crush on someone

So, it's gonna be more like a "imagine the situaton" thing, and i'll use Cala Maria for Mugman and Chalice for Cuphead as examples 'cause why not.

Mugman:

I think out of the two brothers, Mugman is the most familiar with the concept of love, but that doesn’t mean he knows exactly how it works. He learned a lot by reading the stories in his books, so he has a vague ideia of how it is when someone is in love, but things get tricky when it comes to real life. A scene that describes this really well is when Cala Maria is dumping the shit out of BrineyBeard and then it cuts to the boys and Mugs is like “oh no, she doesn’t love him back! That’s so sad!” while Cups is just like “WTF am I witnessing?”

So imagine this:

The boys just got their planes fixed from the last fight with Cala Maria, they had their encounters before but this time things were more serious, they had their own souls on the line, so they couldn't risk losing this time. Cuphead was firm in what had to be done, but Mugman wasn't so confident on the mission.

"Okay Mugsy! Just a few more upgrades and we'll be ready to beat that giant mermaid, she's gonna hand her soul contract in one way or another!"

"Um, Cuphead couldn't we just try to talk to her this time?"

"We tried to talk to other debtors before and it didn't go well, remember?"

"But what if this time is different? What if she actually listen to us?"

"Are you crazy?! What makes you think a giant sea monster with laser eyes that petrifies you would do if we went there and just said 'G'day ma'am could you give us YOUR soul contract so we can free OUR necks from the Devil?'" Cuphead says while making exaggerated expressions to amplify his sarcasm.

"Well I don't know, it's just... She seems so nice and elegant while also strong, I mean look at her! And her voice is so soothing... and her eyes are-" He stops mid sentence and looks at Cuphead which is just staring at him in confusion.

With that Mugman realises that he was daydreaming about her again. He can feel his cheeks heat up from embarassment, so he tries to brush it off saying "heh, lets forget that I said that!" But it's too late.

"Wait, why would you- Oh, you have a crush on her, don’t you?!" The cup looks with a teasing smile.

"What?! That's not true!" he shouts blushing even more.

"Yeah, it is!" His brother says while bursting out laughing.

"No, it's not! What makes you think on something like that? Just ‘cause i think she’s…kinda pretty? And that i like the way she fights, and- Oh no!”

“BAHAHAHAHA” Cuphead is now rolling on the ground unable to contain the laughter. “I can’t believe! You really fell for the sea beast. Oh Mugsy, I didn’t know had a thing for big women!”

Mugman was more annoyed than embarrassed now, how can Cuphead make fun of something he himself doesn’t have any ideia how it works?

“Fine! Maybe I do have a crush on her. So what?! This does not change my opinion on trying to talk to her instead of just going on fighting!”

“Okay, okay! You don’t need to get mad, if you think it’s worth a shot, we might as well try it.” He said petting Mugman on the back.

“Really? Would you do that for me?” Mugman’s eyes glow as he said.

“Of course! But if it doesn’t work, we’re doing it my way, deal?” Cuphead extended his hand in an offering manner.

Mugman takes it and shake his hand “Deal!”

Cuphead:

As for Cuphead, although he knows about the concept of love, he's not really a fan of it. He thinks it's cheesy and kinda boring, so when someone mentions it, he either makes fun of it, or does not care at all. But things get different when HE gets a crush on someone! At first he's confused, he doesn't know how to act, he doesn't know how to feel, so he'll bottle down his emotions and act like nothing is wrong. And if somebody acknowledge his behavior, he'll deny it to death only to get more and more obvious.

So get this scene:

It's a beautiful, sunny morning. The cup bros agreed to go fishing last night and the weather was perfect to do it. They had almost everything ready to go.

"Alright Cuphead!" Mugman enters the room with the last supllies for the trip "I got the fish rod and lures all ready to- Are you okay brother?"

Cuphead was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling with a pouty expression. "I don't know Mugsy, I haven't been feeling so well lately I think I might be sick..."

Mugman approaches his brother and puts a hand on his forehead to check his temperature "Mmm... You don't seem to have a fever, what exactly are you feeling? Wait, don't tell me yet!" He runs away from the room but then comes back with fake glasses and a doctor's coat.

He grabs a notebook and a pen nearby, sits on a chair next to Cuphead "Ok patient Cuphead, tell me what have you been feeling lately?" Mugman says impersonating a doctor.

Cuphead sits on the bed and starts "Well, sometimes I have this weird sensation in my tummy, my palms get sweaty, my mind gets cloudy and I'm not able to think straight..."

"Not... think... straight..." Mugman says to himself while taking notes. Then it hits him. All these 'symptoms' Cuphead is telling him, could it be... "Interesting, what else?"

"Oh, sometimes I feel like I ran a marathon even thought I didn't do anything and my heart feels like it's going to explode!" He continues.

"Right, and can you remember when these weird feelings started to show up?" The boy asks his brother just to make sure of his assumptions.

"Um, I think it all started since the last time Chalice was here with us..."

"THAT'S IT!" Mugman shouts excitedly.

"What?! What is it doctor Mugman? Is it serious? Am I dying?!" Cuphead keeps asking with a worried expression.

"No, it's Chalice!"

"Wait, do you think she was sick too? Did she pass me the illness, or somethin'?" He was starting to get frustrated, how come he gets sick and his brother doesn't? the three of them we're together all the time!

"No Cuphead, can't you see?" Mugman says while giggling. "You're in love!"

"What?! No, i'm not!"

"Yes, you are!" He was laughing now.

"No. I. Ain't! Stop laughing!" The cup boy pushes his brother, and can't help but feel his cheeks blush a little. Maybe mugman's right, but that doesn't mean he can make fun of his feelings like that! "It's not funny..."

"You're right, it's not funny, but it sure is adorable, I already imagine you two walking together, side by side and holding hands and-"

"AAAAH!" Cuphead shakes his head and flops on to the bed, burying his face in the pillow "That's terrible! how can this happen?!"

"Oh, c'mon Cuhead! It's not the end of the world. You just got a crush, it's a natural thing that can happen to anyone. And don't worry, I won't tell anything to her."

His brother lifted his head from the pillow to look the Mug. "Promise?"

Mugman raises his palm "Promise!"

With that Cuphead sighs and gets out of the bed "thanks Mugsy, now lets get some fish, shall we?"

[stargazeraldroth]

Can we talk about some of the concept Cookies for the Golden Cheese Kingdom??? I love Burnt Cheese, Mozzarella, Smoked Cheese, Fettuccine, and Olive as much as anyone else but some of these concept Cookies??? Bro

Camembert Cookie??? Bro :( I love these explorer characters. According to the wiki, it says that their concept art speculated they could be related to Kumiho Cookie. Their ears are so cute, too! Not sure how I feel about the paw feet, but I think it's because I'm mostly used to the Cookies having some kind of footwear. I imagine their feet are like Kirara's from Genshin Impact

This is Fruit Cheese Cookie. Some similarities to Camembert Cookie, ike the paws, hands, ears, and eyes. Not clear what the connection is between them, whether they were intended to coexist or they're different designs.

Ghost Cheese Cookie, formerly known as Macaroni Cookie while they were alive. I love ghost characters like this- Onion Cookie, White Ghost Cookie... does Pumpkin Pie Cookie count? They look like cheese fondue.

Gorgonzola Cookie. According to their concept art, they would've been daydreaming over Mozzarella Cookie. Potentially implying sapphic Cookies??? I don't think the concept Cookies were given pronouns in their concept art, but Gorgonzola appears to be more female-leaning due to the way their clothes are styled, with the cloth around their chest like that. The snakes really said :3

Kupi Luwak Cookie. According to the wiki, that's Indonesian for "civet coffee". Another coffee-themed Cookie in the concept Cookies is Coffee Cheese Cookie, who also has a feline theme to their design. They were both intended to be thieves. I'm guessing that if one or both of them were approved, they would've either tried stealing from the vacant Golden Cheese Kingdom in the real world or trying to steal in the virtual world.

Powder Cheese Cookie. Not much to say about them, but I like the way they look. I like the little mouse theme they have going here, being in a kingdom of cheese and all.

Rich Cheese Cookie. Unfortunately, I think this one had the smallest chances of being passed from the start. Depending on what Devsis already had planned for the Golden Cheese Kingdom's storyline, a "hidden daughter" for Golden Cheese Cookie wouldn't have really worked. But the concept is very nice! It would've helped continue the trend of Ancient Heroes being related to other Cookies.

Sphinx Cookie. Not much to say about this one either, but look at that design! I'm not sure how I feel about the wings serving a second purpose as their arms, but they aren't solely a beast either.

String Cheese Cookie. They would've been an AI assistant, presumably solely in the virtual world. Kinda like the Marzipan Cookie robots we have in the game. I like their sleeves.

[angelic-guardienne]

hii !!! i'd love to hear more about your ffxv oc story ! it sounds really cool ^^

THANK YOU!!! okay so let's start from the very beginning bc.... there's a LOT

so when i started writing this fic in 2017 it had a COMPLETELY different concept. those close to me know it as rwr, which is Real World Reader. it was meant to be a "someone from our world gets sucked into the ffxv verse. shenanigans" longfic. i wrote two chapters and there was a loooooooot of spitballing ideas with my friends and shoving almost everything into a doc so it wasn't lost (though. a LOT got lost anyway). I had a sequel planned before I even finished the first one. I daydreamed HARD about this fic. I was gonna call it Distant Worlds, like after the Final Fantasy symphony orchestra concerts. but in the end I couldn't come up with a cohesive timeline for the plot, so it stayed in development hell.

next, we have the fic that this idea merged with: my white mage au. again, started development in 2017, I wrote a prologue and started the first chapter, but I got way too caught up in the lore planning instead of planning the actual fic, so it never went anywhere. The basic premise was that my OC (named Eileen Lovarion bc last names suck) was a white mage that was meant to travel with the bros on their journey. I named it Soulseer, Starseeker. I MADE A WHOLE NEW MAGIC SYSTEM FOR THIS FIC 😭 (which i'll only get into if you're interested, otherwise i'd talk your ear off bc it's... a lot) but basically Eileen L. could see souls and create soul bonds n shit and it was gonna be a whole thing. but again, i got caught up in creating the lore and not the plot of the fic sooooooo development hell.

so about 2022/2023, i was reading back over the documents for rwr, and I was like wow, this was actually really good, I should start working on this again, but ✨️different✨️ so I took my OC from white mage AU, changed her last name (Eileen Harrison, which, i still lowkey hate that last name) and somewhat merged the two ideas and put a new spin on them. or like, the old ideas were sprinkles on an entirely new sundae? anyway.

Now, I looooove the other ff games, I have all the numbered ones except 11, 13 (which i own, but on my bricked ps3), 14, and 16. I have 12 on like 3 different platforms 💔 so i was playing ffiv and i was like... hm.... what if.... so then I did a deep dive into the ff wiki and read up on white magic/white mages and the magic/class systems in the earlier ff games. Came across the devout class from ffiii. fell in love.

Soooo Eileen Harrison is a devout from the ffiii world. Devouts are basically expert white mages. They know more advanced magic than regular white mages and their magic power/mp is higher. The only ones that are above them in terms of magic prowess are sages, who are masters of both black and white magic. White magic is primarily healing spells/status effect spells. the only really offensive power of white magic (in the ffiii game) is in the wind spells, negative status effects, and holy.

In some translations, devouts are also known as seers or shaman (shamen?). So i decided that devouts could rarely have prophetic dreams. so Eileen has one, and she goes to her village elders and they tell her she has to go on a pilgrimage to all the crystals around their world to receive more clarity on the dream. her village is home to the earth crystal (because the devout class is earned from the earth crystal in ffiii) and so she prays there first, and bc she, along with all the other devouts in her village, has a strong spiritual connection with the crystal, she's got a connection with Titan.

The idea is that here, Titan is more of a protector/defender than an aggressor. So you'd pray to Titan for protection on your journey, things like that.

Eileen leaves for her pilgrimage, off to (in no particular order since i can't remember what order i decided on) the water crystal, the fire crystal, and the wind crystal. on her way to the water crystal, she gets caught up in this CRAAAAAZY storm (which, unbeknownst to her at the time, is sort of like Leviathan's trial to see if you're worthy of approaching the water crystal.)

Well Eileen falls off the side of the moutain she's climbing to get to the water crystal, and she's falling to her death. and as she's falling, she's lamenting that she never got to figure out the prophetic dream and help her people/be of more use to the world. So basically, her dying wish is to help the world.

Due to their spiritual connection, Titan hears her crying out, and decides to save her for the future she was meant to save. But bc she's in Leviathan's domain, his powers aren't strong enough to like.... truly save her as she is from death (still working out the details on that). So Eileen goes into crystal stasis, and in the meantime, loses all her memories and a good chunk of her magical abilities.

Cut to ffxv, right after noctis and co are standing on that hill overlooking insomnia, watching the empire take over the city. Noctis feels a pull over to cartanica. The bros don't think much about it at first bc they were heading there anyway, but noctis insists it's something different; a magical er, "signature" as strong as this one could potentially be the ring or luna (or an astral, but i can't remember if he knows about them yet or not).

So him and the bros get to cartanica, see the empire doing that whole mining thing (to give them a reason to be there besides like, just being there for a cor/party fight). They get rid of all the goons and start looking around for what the empire was looking for, which turns out to be Eileen's crystal!! As soon as Noctis touches the crystal, his magic reacts with the magic of the crystal and lets Eileen out, 'cept she's unconscious. so they leave her with the hunters and go into cartanica as normal.

when they get back, they see eileen healing a wounded hunter, and then she asks to join their party. ignis and gladio have their reservations but noctis agrees pretty easily, like it's some kind of gut feeling or like. he knows that she's supposed to be with them.

thus starts their journey! i've already decided when eileen gets her memories back (she gets em back in 2 major parts), and she unlocks her magic alongside her memories. her main handicap is that her mp doesnt recharge over time like Noct's does, so she has to use ether/rest at a campsite to recover (just like in her home game) aaaand her comparatively low attack power.

I'm still deciding on like, what impact her presence is gonna have on the story, how she interacts with things like luna dying, ravus getting turned into a daemon, and noct dying, and how she interacts with the other bros, AND like. her character arc I guess? where will she grow besides getting her memories/magic back?

Sorry if I talked your ear off lmao, i've been thinking about this story a LOT but just haven't done a whole lot of actual writing bc again, it's been a long time since I played ffxv. I have it, and have full intentions to play it again, but my free time is practically nonexistent 🫠 so.

if you have any other questions, feel free to drop another ask!

[kakubun]

okokokokok yay! and congrats once again, your writing is all the precious nourishment I need to survive

Now I was thinking [and I know you asked for no boring stuff so I apologise if this is boring, you may ignore] about y/n being the first person ever to genuinely compliment Sanzu's scars cause maybe his mask accidentally slipped off or something and y/n got a peak and was like "bro, I think your scars are beautiful you don't need to hide them." and it this triggers some serious simping idk ok I have no ideas, JUST BEING SANZU'S FIRST AND ONLY LOVE (apart from mikey ofc)

mask off

pairing: sanzu x gen!reader

a/n: NO THIS IS A REALLY CUTE CONCEPT, wasn't expecting a romantic route

warnings: slight angst, insecurity

life with bonten series

the smell of blood reeks on the body of sanzu when he trudges towards your home, exhausted and he didn't want to go to bonten's hideout since it was few ways ahead so his feet took him to your place.

he hesitated because this could be the worst first impression ever? the haitani brothers joked that anyone can just crash at your place but would you allow a bloodied man with scars into your place? he doesn't know how much you know of the criminal scene, you just met your old friends like two weeks ago; he just wondered how long did the two hide about their criminal activity to you, probably like a carpet over a body.

he rung the bell of your place, just wanting to clean himself and hoped you would leave him alone. he promises that next time he'll pull out a better first impression out his ass and you didn't need to remember this one.

he was still daydreaming and knocked himself out of it when you called him for about three times, muttering a short apology and asking if he could just clean up a little. you of course agreed, knowing who he was but never knowing that someone could have.. this much blood on them.

he walked in, going off to your bathroom and took off his shirt and vest off while you searched for towels for him to use. he smiled a little hearing your feet tapping against the floor, struggling to find the right things for him. he found it really adorable. two knocks were on the door and he received two extra shampoo bottles, spare clothes that were probably ran's with a fluffy towel which made him distracted and he just touches it and touches it?

he was maybe reallllyyy tired to do that and the comfort of a soft towel made him dream so you took the time to examine his face, his sharp eyes watching the fabric bounce back and his lips still down to frame a frown on him and his scars? it looked cool, you felt like touching them but sanzu came back to his senses and immediately shut the door on you.

now, he did not just do that. you placed hands on your hips and sighed, not wanting to bother him anymore with his shower and switched on the heater for him and went off to your cushion. sanzu's eyebrows creased together, he felt off? he felt like it whenever somebody sees his scars, he doesn't like people seeing it except the bonten executives, he cared less about their opinions but from others? he puts on the biggest smile before plummeling them to the ground when they make fun of him.

he doesn't like the curious look you gave, he just didn't want to think about it anymore so he just started stripping down and scrubbed off every bit of blood that he had and clenches his teeth to any stinging any bruises or cuts caused. humming a bit when your shampoo's scents hit him in the nose, any flowery scent is a yes from him.

he wiped off everything, his thoughts always coming around to how you looked at your scars, he chuckled pitifully to himself. it's not like it's easy to forget reactions about his scars, the history behind it was ugly so he saw them as ugly but what could he do? do plastic surgery for a petty reason like insecurity, hell no.

it's just that anybody who saw it either wants to challenge themselves to know him more, having dark views of him that he's a monster or he's ruthless enough to kill you if you stare so why was your reaction like that?

he glances over at the clothes you gave and grimaced when he realized it's ran's clothes so he tossed them elsewhere, not wanting any of that. he came out the bathroom and turned off the heater, considerate enough that you turn it on for him when he usually takes icy showers after missions. he strode into your living room with the towel wrapped around his waist and asked if you have a robe.

if he had the energy he would laugh because you choked a bit on your drink, if a toned man with water trickling down his chest enters your living with a towel wrapped around his lower area, would you not choke?

"yes, yes i do!"

you ran off, panicked. guess these were the men you were curious about in the criminal scene, they had the audacity for almost anything and it upsets your stomach with butterflies. you try not to think much of it and searched for any robes that weren't in a massacre since the last ones who used it were ran and rindou's, although not covered in blood they just wanted an excuse to make you go shy on them.

sanzu sat with his legs spread, his head tilted up to think and his arms folded together over his chest. you poked him with the robe and he mouthed a thank you, not bothering to go to a different room to put it on and expected you to go away so you don't see him full on naked.

he tied the robe tightly around himself, shooting a text to ran to bring him extra clothes and there were little comments of how koko and ran asked if y/n saw him naked. he didn't want to respond to them so he put his phone down and watches you countinue on with your drink while your other hand passes a bottle to him.

he didn't know seeing water was so good once in a while after everything he just needed to down a whole bottle. you took another sneaky glance at his scars and there it was, your urge to just touch them but you didn't know someone who could down a whole bottle that quickly when he looked at you after placing the empty bottle down on the table.

you bit your lip, scared that the silence between each other was gonna turn akward because of you but a small sound came out of him and he was.. smiling? he was his usual smug grin on, scooting closer towards you and placing an arm around your shoulder to trap you. his breath tickled your ear and you squirmed to how this man didn't have any personal space.

you were kinda bothered if he was just trying to find something entertaining to do which was teasing you, same with your two old best friends who didn't give you a chance to breathe.

"so, what do you think of me?"

oh nice, a general question. it was quite easy to answer if he wasn't breathing on your neck like a menace. you pushed him off a little in which he backed away a little because on your own touch he wouldn't budge one bit.

"your scars are really pretty.."

you took a while to look at him, scared to upset him but he had his eyes looking you up and down, everywhere to see if you were speaking the truth. he held your hand, his fingers gently picking it up and he really wanted for you to look at him.

"you know sugar, it's not good to lie. now tell me what you really think of me."

time felt so slow, why wasn't he satisfied? well actually you should've known, of course your best friends would be friends with the most flirty and wolfish bozos.

"do you want me to touch you to get you to believe me?"

he brought your hand closer to his lips and you held the side of his face, thumb brushing his left scar and you used your other hand to hold the other side. changing your posture to admire the man infront of you.

there was one thing that didn't exist in this small moment, the known childishness when the people who flirt with you.

his eyes showed genuine curiousity like why? why were you the first person to put him in a chokehold? why did you like the ugly cuts on the side of his lips? why was he feeling so many butterflies in his stomach, heck he thinks it's wasps cause they're really violent now. fuck man, he felt the time going really slow but fast at the same time.

he didn't want this time to last but he could feel the haitanis arriving at any moment, you were beggining to drive him crazy when you spoon fed praises to why you admire him.

he didn't want to show weakness because you might be teasing him next time or use this to your advantage but damn it was beginning to show how hard it is to keep up a facade because of your lips spouting out so many compliments just for him.

one moment, you were really trying to kill him.

but since it was you, would he be bothered about it?

no, absolutely not.

gladly take his life please, with open arms; he doesn't care about his pride anymore.

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[hoes4hoseok]

enhypen as 1989

ty to @lethekoo <3. this is not edited (again‼️) hope you all enjoy!

sunghoon as style

“when we go crashing down, we come back every time ‘cause we never go out of style”

WOOOO I def see sunghoon as the type to be in an on again off again relationship which is basically why I chose him

but it’s the whole idea of it being a low key toxic situation but you’re both so into each other that you’re stuck in this cycle of going back to each other AAAA it’s so good 😩

“you’ve got that james dean daydream look in your eye” it’s so perfect because sunghoon is hot too yk 🤩 (I would say that I’m joking but I’m not)

jay as out of the woods

“the rest of the world was black and white, but we were in screaming color”

okay I definitely have a theme going with him considering my last two enha posts had him as tell me why and the story of us, but I truly believe that it’s for a reason

the whole idea of your love being a chase from the public and that driving a wedge between you screams jay–that’s why I considered giving him wonderland too, but settled on this song because the vibe matches him better

heeseung as I wish you would

“you say it’s in the past and drive straight ahead; you think I’m gonna hate you now ‘cause you still don’t know what I never said”

I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t miss heeseung even if he stomped on my heart 🙄💗

in all seriousness, it’s mainly the idea of heeseung having no idea that you still love him and want him back that makes me think it fits him well

and like he would definitely be admitting his wrongs and thinking that you deserve better yet you want him AAAAAA “I miss you too much to be mad anymore” MHM

ni-ki as this love

“when you’re young, you just run, but you come back to what you need”

holy moly I can’t begin to explain how much this concept grew on me after sal suggested it

a relationship with ni-ki might require taking a break from each other after a few months but I think you’d find your way back together after some time apart

from that, I think you’d learn to lean on each other when one of you needed it and it’d end up being healthy and safe yay :)

jungwon as wonderland

“we found wonderland; you and I got lost in it, and life was never worse but never better”

I was having trouble coming up with an explanation for this one because it just makes sense to me but sal said “if I was trapped in wonderland with jungwon, I’d feel safe” and I was like 😧 BRO that makes so much sense

there’s a pattern in this album; a lot of the songs are about finding love when all eyes are on you and I just think that having a relationship like that with jungwon would feel like an adventure :) a scary adventure but AN ADVENTURE (shhh we’ll pretend it ends well for two seconds)

jake as you are in love

“one night he wakes, strange look on his face; pauses, then says ‘you’re my best friend’, and you knew what it was–he is in love”

jake seems like he’d fit the friends to lovers trope very well and I think that this song just encapsulates the feeling and realization of having fallen in love in a such a gorgeous way

she describes love as if it’s a tangible thing and i think it fits jake because of the pure honesty of it all

if you haven’t heard this song before go listen to it right now; you probably couldn’t convince me that this song isn’t jake’s if you tried

sunoo as new romantics

“we’re so young, but we’re on the road to ruin; we play dumb, but we know exactly what we’re doing”

I think about this song as an anthem realizing who you want to hold close to you and what really matters when it comes to the large scheme of things

and the lyrics “I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me” and “the best people in life are free” just make me think of all that he’s been through and all the hate he got–I hope that he’s happy and surrounded by people he loves 🥰

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[gunterfan1992]

Interview with Fan Artist loycos!

(Art by loycos)

So a few months ago, I was absent-mindedly scrolling on Tumblr (or was it Twitter?) when I came across something: an Adventure Time fan comic by an artist named loycos. As a person embedded in fan spaces, I find fanart like this all the time, but this time, there was something special about the art I was seeing. It was so... show-accurate!

I don’t mean that necessarily in regard to the art style (although it does feel right at home in the Land of Ooo, while still being its own thing with its own flourishes), but rather in relation to the characterization; the way loycos wrote the characters was spot on. She nailed PB and Marceline’s dynamic as former lovers who deep-down miss one another. She nailed Finn’s naive heroism and his one-sided crush on PB. She nailed Jake’s goofball energy. It was perfect.

In the past, I’ve only interviewed people affiliated with the show’s production, but I thought I’d mix things up a bit and reach out to some fan artists that I think are fantastic. As such, I’m delighted to share with you an interview I had with loycos, who answered my questions about her art, her history with Adventure Time, and where her work is headed!

What is your 'artistic origin' story?

[It’s] kind of a corny answer, but I've been drawing since I remember myself. My earliest drawing memories are drawing Clifford (the big red dog) fanart when I was around 5 y/o. I was always more of a "fangirl" artist, [and] I would draw characters from my favorite franchises to illustrate my headcanons and daydream scenarios I'd put them in. That hadn't changed one bit since. I had since gone on to study animation and illustration in official institutions which forced me to design characters and worlds of my own, but when I draw for myself it's always back to fanart (or studies). I don't have any OCs.

Are there particular artists or styles that you were inspired by and/or like to emulate or allude to?

I'd joke that my artstyle is just a mesh of all the franchises I've drawn fanart for over the years, but honestly, is it even a joke? I think you can easily recognize I had a Disney Phase like every other teenager (I didn't have an anime phase though! I know, I'm an anomaly) and [Steven Universe] definitely left it's fat mark on my style too. Out of [Steven Universe]'s storyboarding crew (which I followed very closely over the years) I especially love Raven Molisee and Jeff Liu for their wacky expressions and proportions, and of course Rebecca Sugar for their fluid and carefree lines. When it comes to art in general, I tend to prefer stylized, colorful and brushy styles over realistic or gothic ones, So people like Hue Teo and Patri Balanovsky pop to my mind (and my artstation feed, seriously look them up).

How do you approach your projects; what is your general art process?

It really depends on the type of project I'm doing, though, my [Adventure Time] comics were all pretty similar in their conception: I write down all of my ideas in my notes so I won't forget them. Then I either roughly sketch out the entire comic as fast as I can, or I write a script (if the concept is specifically very dialog heavy) and then sketch it roughly. Then I do the lineart and color, nothing too complicated. The one thing I think is worth noting in my long comic process is that I draw all of my panels on the same document- that way it's easier for me to make sure the characters stay on model and that my panel layout remains fresh. So basically, the way you read the comics on tumblr, as a long scroll, is the format I work on.

How did you come to find Adventure Time? What made you join the fandom?

Adventure Time is one of those shows you just know about, so I don't remember how I first found out about the show. However, I do remember when I started shipping Bubbline—after the episode “Broke His Crown” aired. I somehow ended up in their Tumblr tag and was blown away by the (by 2016's standards) blatant representation. Despite my obsession with them at the time, I never actually watched any episode that didn't feature the girls' relationship. I only started fully watching the show recently. But I did consume a lot of fan content, which I think helped me shape my own headcanons and such. After my initial interest in 2016 I put Bubbline back on the back burner and kept on my [Steven Universe] ramage, until last year's “Obsidian,” which brought me back fully on board the Bubbline decks around 2 weeks before it aired, so I was in maximum hype mode when I watched the special. It did not disappoint [and it] really reminded me of why I loved these characters and their relationship to begin with. I started drawing my own art for the ship shortly after, when I felt like the hype around the special died down and there wasn't much to keep me sustained anymore. I make what I want to see ;)

As for joining the fandom, I don't know if I can be considered a member, seeing how inactive I am most of the time and my very limited list of [Adventure Time] mutuals. I am extremely flattered that my stuff caught ATimers attention in a positive way.

You've done some amazing Bubblegum and Marceline stuff. What draws you to their dynamic?

I'm gay.

OK, seriously now. I have a soft spot for extremely feminine, dainty characters that are very reserved, so PB immediately marked herself as an obvious fav, and the road to shipping her with Marceline (who is such an obvious candidate and a multilayered, fascinating character herself) was a short one. I know calling PB dainty is far from a true statement, but that's what she appeared like on the surface and that's what caught my attention. Another thing is that I love relationships between immortal beings, I think it always adds another layer of complexity to any relationship, especially a romantic one. The whole "getting older without appearing like you've aged" and "watching everyone you love die around you while you stay the same" can surely make 2 beings bond, right? It always felt like PB and Marcy get each other in a way no one else can, they are very different on the surface but share fundamental internal similarities. Oh, and the fact that they're EXES? The romantic tension and the longing? The familiarity and banter they had in every scene they shared?This hit the jackpot on literally every relationship trope that I love. I'd much rather watch a "getting back together" than a "falling in love for the first time" story.

All of this and the fact that they [are] gay. It's really that simple sometimes.

In broad strokes, what is next for you as an artist and/or as a fan?

I have a few [Adventure Time] comics ideas\scripts on the back burner and one that is in the making. I think I'll dabble into some Nintendo fanart cause I've been playing a lot of Smash Bros and [Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild] lately.

I’m so excited to see what comes next! Either way, a huge thanks to loycos for chattin’ with me! If you’d like to check out more of her art, visit her Tumblr and her Twitter page!

[exovapor]

The Adventure - TMNT Bitches:  chapter 10

CHAPTER 10:  Through the Looking Glass  

·         The four brothers exit the parking deck and are immediately overwhelmed by the steady stream of people walking to and fro.  Donnie has his eyes glued to his virtual display while Leo and Mikey each take up flanking positions on either side of him to guard his shoulders so he doesn’t trip over the crowds walking past.

·         “Oh no-no-no, this is not good!”, Donnie exclaims while panning left and right with his display, trying to find the trail that is quickly disappearing right before his eyes.

·         “What is it, Donnie?”, Leo asks, the concern thick in his voice.

·         Donnie frantically pans in a wider arch, but the trail is fading too quickly.  The flow of the foot traffic is causing too much interference and the particle stream is all but faded away, “Leo, I think we have a problem here.  The portal residue isn’t as clear down here on the street as I had hoped.  I’ve lost the trail”.

·         “Great! Now what?”, Raph’s towering figure grumbles from behind them all, where he has taken of the posterior position to keep people from walking dead-straight into Donnie as he stands stationary in the middle of a river of people.

·         “Give me a minute to think, Raph”, Leo chides but he’s feeling his own sense of panic rising. He’s never been claustrophobic, after all he lives under ground, but here with all these bodies pressing in around them, jostling past them, the serum keeping them in human form already on its count-down clock, and their one clue to follow Shredder is literally disappearing before their eyes, he’s never felt so out of his element…so not ready to lead.  However, he doesn’t have the option to quit, to flake out, his brothers are looking to him for guidance.

·         Leo studies their surroundings, the people, the activity….and then he sees it, the thing that gives him a new idea, a new possible solution to their dilemma.  He’s watching people all over pulling out their cell phones to take pictures of each other’s costumes, to stream and vlog about their adventures as they walk down the street, “Donnie, can you search through the media flowing around this event?  Maybe we’ll get lucky can catch a glimpse of Shredder in the background of someone’s post.”.

·         “Can I? Psssshhh.  Does Mikey like pizza?”, Donnie throws Leo a sassy glance before flipping through his virtual screens again.  Almost as soon as he starts flipping and searching the data streams, a ping comes from his computer, then another, and another, “Oh boy, BINGO!”, Donnie exclaims.

·         Mikey leans in close from Donnie’s right shoulder, omitting the concept of personal space, and nearly blocking Donnie’s field of vision of the display, “Dude…that’s Shredder!”.

·         “I KNOW, Mikey”, Donnie says and grabs Mikey’s cute little human face with his large left hand and pushes him back a few inches in order to have some breathing room, “it’s a video that’s quickly going viral of an altercation between Shedder some human kid”.

·         “What’s he saying?”, Leo asks, leaning in from the left.

·         “Hm…not good…he’s looking for fighters but at least we know where he’s going, according to my search this ‘Marriott’ that the guy mentions is a hotel just down the street…the Atlanta Marriott Marquis.”

·         “Then let’s get movin’, Don, lead da way.”, Raph shoves Donnie from behind, where he’s still acting as a barricade between his lithe brother and the crushing public. He’s eager to get moving, standing still when Shredder is out there hunting for a new army is grating on his nerves.

·         The quartet of disguised mutants walk along in the crowd, still in more shock and awe of being able to walk so freely among the general masses.  The laughter, the smiles, the excitement, and comradery are palpable in the air.  Everyone is high spirts and the four brothers are right in the middle of it.  This is truly a new and welcomed experience for them.

·         For too long they have watched from the shadows as people had fun.  They would watch club goers and weekend warriors living it up on Friday and Saturday nights in New York while they stood on roof tops patrolling and keeping watch…from a distance.  They often wondered, and in some of their cases daydreamed, about being part of the crowd below.  And, now, here they were, walking in soft human skins with the rest of the world.  Would they ever be able to go back to the shadows and not feel empty inside?

·         As they each ponder the experience quietly and the implications of these experiences on their future selves, they follow the flow of the crowd as it passes under the carport awning of the Marriott Marquis.  The voices and sounds of laughter echoing and bouncing back under the marquee, adding to the energy of the atmosphere.

·         They enter the establishment through the double sliding doors and are immediately stuck speechless by the activity and the setting.  The hotel was architecturally beautiful, it’s 47 stories visible in the main atrium with a cluster of stylish elevators quickly running crowds of people up and down the inside column of the atrium.  Hundreds, no, thousands of people, most of which that were in some form of costume milled about talking, taking pictures, and celebrating as one.

·         Donnie was sure that he had died and gone to nerd heaven…nerd nirvana…nerd-vana.  A small tear rests at the edge of one of his eyes.  Mikey’s hyperactive mind starts to short circuit as his eyes jump around the celebratory scene in front of him…’now THIS is a PARTY’, he thinks to himself.  Raph bringing up the rear, is stunned into silence himself. There are women…EVERYWHERE…WITH VERY LITTLE ON…AND WITHIN TOUCHING DISTANCE!  

·         Leo quickly assesses the scene and the effect that it is having on his brothers’ attention span, he’s got to set down the rules quickly and keep them focused on the task of finding Shredder.  “Ok, guys, let’s split up and find Shredder quickly as possible.  There are a lot of people here, so he’ll have plenty to blend in with, or use as victims against us, we NEED to find him quickly.  Raph, you’re with me, we’ll down those escalators and search there. Don you and Mike take that upper level.  If you see Shredder call for backup, don’t engage until we can be sure that we can keep the area clear and ensure that people won’t get hurt.”.

·         Leo and Raph descend to the lower level via the escalator.  The level is one large arching circle with various wings and ballrooms off its center.  There is a back entrance where other vehicles are making pit stops, picking up and dropping off of party-goers.  Leo doesn’t like this scenario, it’s going to be like trying to find a needle in a haystack. “We need to move through these wings to make sure he hasn’t made it to some of the maintenance areas.

·         Raph doesn’t hear Leo’s directions as he is fully distracted by a group of women cosplaying as a Sailor Moon group standing around the lower level posing for pictures. He grins devilishly at them as they wave teasingly at him.  Leo lets out an alpha snort, which doesn’t have much impact coming from his smaller human lungs, and he punches the oversexed behemoth in the arm, “Raph, focus!”.  

·         “I am focusing, Fearless, I’m focusing on dat real hard”, he replies slyly while his eyes haven’t left the group of short-skirted women.

·         Leo shakes his head, “I knew I should have brought Donnie with me, but I couldn’t trust you and Mikey together.”.

·         Raph’s eyes finally leave the group of cosplayers to stare pointedly at Leo, “I don’t need ya ta babysit me, LEO.  I’ll find Shredda and kick his ass all da way back ta New York”, he snarls aggressively.

·         “Fine, prove it, let’s move”, Leo challenges and starts leading the way down through the bowels of the hotel.

·         As Donnie and Mikey crested the escalator, their eyes saw even more of the festivities taking place on the main level.  People crowded around the bar and the dance platform, one story up overlooking the main level lobby, was packed to the brim with people grinding and gyrating to the beats from the house DJ.

·         “Don, I think I’ve died and gone to heaven”, Mikey whispers out reverently.

·         “We need to find Shredder, Mikey, we don’t have time to play around”, Donnie says, even though his own eyes are wandering the crowds appreciating the costume designs, period replicas people are carrying, and the….uhm….nice outfits of the ladies. Donnie subtly adjusts the crotch of his cargo pants.  He may be slightly smaller in human form, but proportionally still quite sizable and too many ‘happy thoughts’ still cause an uncomfortable tightness down below.

·         “Ok, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I think we need to split up to cover more ground. There is just too many going on and Shredder will be able to hide among it.  Mikey, PLEASE, don’t get lost and stay focused.”, Donnie negotiates with his younger brother.

·         “Don, you can count on me, bro!  Detective Mikey is on the case!”, he clasps Donnie on the shoulder before starting to walk off to circle the atrium from the left.

·         “We’ll meet back up by the bar”, Donnie yells at him over the crowd before he moves off to the right, searching the crowds for a villain but appreciating the other visual interests as well.

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I like the idea of reader thrust into the abo universe! ardyn finding out you are a new omega and deciding in his helpful fashion to play some mind games with the chocobros. He comes upon you outside somewhere or another lost and it's raining/cold and offers you his coat. You've seen him before or seen him in the distance talking to the chocobros so you trust him enough to accept. He graciously walks you back to the hotel and you return to the chocobros absolutely covered in another alphas scent and they get riled up. Getting all up in your face, sniffing and trying to scent you and you, not really grasping the whole abo thing yet, just get increasingly annoyed and frustrated at them until they snap at you.

Actually doesn't have to be Ardyn, could be a genuinely concerned alpha helping you out and the boys just going overboard on your return. Something about a still confused reader getting annoyed with them and then being put in their place appeals to me!

I've had so many ideas about the chocobros getting protective to the point it's overbearing 🥺 i have little scraps of drafts here and there from different ideas I've had with them, such as Reader sleeping in the same tent as the bros and having nightmares that make them cry in their sleep, so the boys have been secretly holding/cuddling them which is... well intentioned but kind of a huge invasion of privacy, especially if you find out by accident that maybe they're not doing it out of completely platonic reasons

And then I have a different idea where Noctis and the boys are on a journey or whatever outside of the Crown City before the events of the game and Reader eventually gets, well... reluctantly kidnapped back to the Citadel for their own good cause they get really really sick at some point with some Mysterious Omega Disease which is probably just a bad first heat. But you know, with the Wall and everything, once you go in....

And then I just like. Creating drama from the boys being condescendingly over-protective :3

And then I just think of all sorts of tense scenarios involving the ABO concept of "emotions have unique scents" so when Reader starts presenting, it's a massive change for them because it's really kind of a big loss of privacy? Imagine you just randomly get an intrusive thought or an upsetting daydream or you remember something from the past, enough to stress you out and make you excrete The Anxiety Pheromone and suddenly you have four very concerned alphas all "what's wrong, what can we do to help, it's ok we're here for you".

Every negative feeling sets off their Protective Alpha Instincts and they go into full Husband Mode wanting to take away all of your worries and I can imagine the drastic shift from feeling like "one of the gang" to "the delicate omega we must protect " and the way they start treating you different would be absolutely suffocating. You go from roughousing and playfighting and goofy shit like jumping into rivers for fish to "oh no don't do that, thats not safe, you might get sick, oh no let us do that for you" and just all of that would make me run off to the first mysterious handsome silver-tongued stranger to lure me into their clutches ~