#idk but i like how they/them pronouns coupled with she/her feel

[pineapple-crow]

Alright, heres my rant for the night because I'm tired, cranky, and made the mistake of peeking at the #tradblr side of this hellscape.

I absolutely hate how the shitty alt right fascist conservative bullshit has permeated things that on face value are very much excellent.

Some examples, especially as they relate to me:

Pastel femininity - we're pretty familiar with this though I might be using the wrong term. It's all pastel colors (esp pink), pretty flowers, gold and marble, bows and ribbons, dresses, pretty hair, pretty makeup, and a soft cotton candy cloud aesthetic and shit that evoke the idea of a "soft," "gentle" feminine energy. I love that shit! I don't look like someone who does but I love this aesthetic so much. I think this aesthetic should be enjoyed by anyone regardless of their "usual" presentation or gender expression. AND YET you have these buffoons using it to push "tRaDiTiOnAl WoMaNhOoD" (that's often co-opted with cis whiteness and rejection of the idea that any gender, skin tone, or ethnicity can look gorgeous in pastel pink and roses). Which leads me to my next point...

Cottagecore - just like pastels, cottage core sparks joy in me and I also really love it's representation, especially when combined with the idea of being a homemaker (y'know in that near unobtainable fantasy where all bills are paid for and you can just make bread and weave yarn or whatever). Despite being the current breadwinner in my relationship, I also absolutely love the thought of staying in my own lil cottage and cleaning and doing house upkeep and just baking and shit. Vibing with nature and mindfulness. I DON'T love traditionalist religious nuts (mostly christians but, y'know) who use it to push tRaDiTiOnAl gender roles. No fuck you the moment that shit becomes forced, it's not fun anymore. Anybody should have the freedom to choose to be a homemaker, whether you're a wife/girlfriend, husband/boyfriend, spouse/partner, or That One Friend who has a knack for NOT accidentally making chloroform while cleaning the bathroom! Fuck traditional gender roles and forcing people to be pigeonholed into them without any choice! (And that's not even getting into how toxic it is when it comes to relationships, even hetero relationships! My husband and I realized he was taught how to be a husband (fix cars, fix the house, go to work for the entire day and drink beer/immediately unwind after getting home) but not how to be a partner (help with scheduling appointments, share a portion of the chores, do the chores without being told, other "" womanly"" tasks). That's terrible!)

Heathenry/paganism - SPEAKING OF RELIGION I hate hate hate that I have this constant concern of becoming involved/associated with/platforming white nationalists and Nazis. Fuck Nazis, fuck white nationalists, I have very violent thoughts about them. Heathenry in all its forms, to include Norse Heathenry, is open to all! Not to get too religious but the gods don't care where you or your family comes from! The gods don't care if you're able to stand outside for longer than 10 minutes without turning into a peeling lobster! To use the gods as a method of control or pushing your idiotic hate filled vitriol is to spit on Their image! To say the gods care about whether or not you have 0.01% German/Icelandic/Swiss heritage in your blood is a horribly restrictive box to put the gods in! Not to mention it ALSO gets used to push heteronormative gender roles! Get fucked! I hate that I have to be conscious of my presentation of my faith or else I'll be lumped in with half brain nitwits who smell like weeks old unwashed ass and think their pube face is on the same level as the viking warriors! Tho shit maybe it is who am I to know, fuck bro.

Let me make one point clear. I don't hate that I have to be mindful/critical of the information I absorb, and the actions/words I put out into the world to represent myself. That's okay! That's normal! That should be encouraged! What I DON'T like is the fact that Nazis made some shit up, slapped it on the face of paganism/Heathenry, and have made it so prominent that there is this CONSTANT concern of being lumped in with a group I Do Not Tolerate and, again, have Very Violent Thoughts towards.

Just...aakajsjdjfkgktkd there's so much more I could say on this but I'm really really tired. I didn't think I'd get this heated over it. Anyway I'll finish by saying tradwives/tradhusbands, white nationalists, homophobes, transphobes/TERFS, and Nazis can go shove a pineapple up their asses.

[redditreceipts]

Trans male here, though I know my identity would not be taken seriously here, I find myself wanting to rather get she/her’d by radfems then deal with the horrific misogyny I receive in online trans spaces. Trans men are constantly referred to as “cunts” and “bitches” and we’re not allowed disagree with trans women on certain topics. Are there any accounts you know of that document and discuss the way trans men are treated in the trans community that don’t sugarcoat it?

Also question, are you guys gender abolitionists? as I feel I makes a lot of sense to be that along with being a radfem.

hey :) sorry for the late answer, i was quite a bit busy the last couple of weeks

and first of all, I am not really in favor of using the pronouns of a person that they feel dysphoric about as long as they are not horrible people, but yeah, idk.

Referrring to people as their body parts is such a disgusting way of talking. They talk about you that way, but have a meltdown and threaten to kill themselves if you tell them they're male 😭 wtf

and yes, I am a gender abolitionist. I think that gender is a superstructure built to justify sex-based oppression, I have made a post about it :)

Another thing that I sometimes think when reading accounts like yours: I always find it strange how you are not allowed to mention the biological sex of the person you are interacting with in queer spaces, but it is totally okay to treat that person as a stereotypical member of their biological sex. Like, isn't talking over a trans man or intimidating him or sexually harassing him a much more severe form of "misgendering" than using the word "she"? I mean, I am not a trans man so I don't know, but I'd imagine that I'd feel much more dysphoric after being sexually harassed by a male for being female than if someone called me "she/her"? So that's what has always confused me a bit about trans-affirming spaces.

And no, I don't know about any blogs about misogyny towards trans men. You can be the first though! Or you just send that stuff to me, I might post it a month later, but I'll make sure to post it! <3 Here is my star-and-cat themed image collection :)

[matan4il]

911 ep 705 first watch reactions

Of course 911 would "punish" the "You are the boss of you!" guy with an alien hand that attacks him, and does what it wants. Pooor Buck and Eddie paying the price for that...

Okay, love the storyline with Hen and Karen possibly eventually adopting an older girl. Too many shows just find easy, unrealistic ways to give their same sex couples kids, and I am really glad that 911 shows the reality of it, and that it is a more complex struggle for many, that it's an act of continuously choosing to be parents. That's actually an amazing, difficult thing, and it should be faithfully depicted and respected, for all of its heartache, and the little moments of triumph.

Buck and Tommy on a date, and Eddie comes along with Marisol? Love how Buck's bisexual awakening and coming out continues to involve Eddie so much. Tell me they're end game, even if they're not gonna get together right now, without telling me they're...

I did not need to learn Marisol is moving in with Eddie like this, with any build up, or even any sort of insight into the relationship, and nope, that does not bode well for them. IDK how 911 managed to do it, but they have somehow managed to give Eddie a love interest the show is even less invested in than Ana.

And the funniest bit, is that Marisol and Eddie's big development is only there to further Buck's journey anyway.

"You can never have too much closet space" LMAO the way 911 both made me laugh, and feel sorry for poor, baby bi Buck. XD

Hmmm. Were parts of this scene cut out? We don't get to see Eddie on his own date with Marisol, but constantly looking over at Tommy and Buck? Boo. I'm glad we at least got the BTS photos, then. But seriously, why!? That was gonna be so delicious.

Oh, Tommy's breaking up with Buck. I mean, good for him, and he ain't wrong after Buck's "after this, we're gonna go out looking for chicks" reaction, but man do I feel sorry for Buck. Him and Tommy might not be my end game (Buddie forever will be), but I do think this relationship could be good for our baby bi. Tommy being in the same profession, knowing what it's like to have this gap between who you are and the image of guys in your line of work, plus he's got more experience than Buck, is sure of himself, can help our boy figure himself out, and also Buck obviously does like his vibe. He deserves to be with someone he actually likes, not just the first woman willing to be with him that the plot pushed in his way.

Oh, baby Buck. :( You didn't even tell Maddie about Tommy. You really aren't ready it. But also (and as a Buddie shipper, more importantly), Tommy broke things off with Buck, but what is eating him up, is that he lied to Eddie. XD Yeah, this gonna end with wedding bells, sooner or later. On screen, off screen after the show ends with canon Buddie, or only in my head if 911 never dares make Buddie canon, I don't care. That kind of emotional devotion is not something that my hopelessly romantic heart can ignore.

OMG, this is how Buck comes out to Maddie? XD Via random pronoun mention, and as a by product of trying to figure out how to tell Eddie the truth? This is hilarious. lol It really makes it clear that, after all, the issue for Buck really isn't people knowing he is also dating guys (or checking their asses), even when it's the other closest person in the world for him, it's Eddie. Specifically. Buck's ready, even if he doesn't have the exact clear words yet, he's just not ready to tell Eddie. Can't imagine why. XDDD

What was that awkward post-sex scene with Eddie and Marisol? And the issues with her moving in are popping up a second after she has. But yeah, we have no idea who this woman is as a person, she's been a cardboard cut out so far, and then one of the first things we do learn about her, is that she would call her stuff better than Eddie's? Once again, this is not the stuff great romance is made of. Or... even just the stuff any kind of romance is made of.

Wait, Marisol was a nun, and Eddie didn't even know!? This whole ep is telegraphing in the news of how weird and awkward and underdeveloped this r/s is, not just for us as viewers who know nothing about Marisol, but apparently for Eddie as well.

And of course his Catholic guilt is gonna kick in now. I'd care, except 911 has given me absolutely no reason to. Seriously, I care more about Buck and Tommy after just 2 eps, than Eddie and Marisol, even though this is technically her 2nd season on the show.

Of course Buck went to find Eddie, and spotted him at the gym. Forever 201 vibes, with Eddie being the focus of Buck's attention. ^u^

I couldn't care less about Eddie's Catholic guilt crisis, and how it's actually a projection of what his real issues are with Marisol, but it's nice to see that as always, Buck's the one who can tell when something's off, and offer Eddie exactly what he needs (even when that's to talk to someone else, but Buck figures out immediately who the right person to address is), and then they just very naturally switch, because Eddie can also tell when something's off with Buck, and he wants to tell him something. Soulmates. THAT is the stuff that great romance IS made of.

:/ The imagery of Catholic nuns has not been around for over 2,000 years, please stop being ignorant about your own religion, and the very different way it looked in its early days.

Bobby is forgiven, he does give good advice, and his "her ex, the Lord" bit, which prompted that reaction from Eddie, is hilarious. XD

So... when Eddie is having issues with Marisol, he already knows he has to figure out how he feels about her, but instead of doing so, he goes to his safe place... Buck's loft.

Man, Eddie being into Tommy's choice of avoidning relationships with women, and hanging out with boys, after in the past, Eddie had dealt with his Shannon issues by running away from her, and re-enlisting in the army, where he gets to hang out with boys, when we all (Buck included) know why Tommy's "hanging out with boys"... I do like that if they want to (and hopefully they do), this further lays the groundwork for Eddie's own queer realization.

Buck and Eddie helping each other with their respective romantic problems, without realizing they are each other's respective romantic solution is gonna make me chew on my own fists. Again. But I'm not even a little bit surprised that Eddie was totally fine and accepting of Buck being bi, or that the first thing he thought of is how this reflects on them. Because their friendship IS way deeper and closer than normal for platonic friends, and Eddie's little reassurance is also an admission of that.

Man, for a second I was worried they also cut out Eddie in the loft, once more putting his thumb on Buck's pulse point possessively, in a perfect parallel to 303. I would have sued for emotional damages. But yeah, it says so much that the peak of emotional meaningfulness for Buck when coming out is in relation to Eddie, and that the scene itself peaks with Eddie, instead of finishing rushing out to take care of his own romantic business, hurries back to Buck first, to hug him, place his hand on Buck and give him orders. "Sure, you're gonna be dating this guy, but I'm still your real husband."

Well, at least Eddie amitted to himself and Marisol that he doesn't actually know her. But... I have never seen two people being both being so happy about not moving in together, and I'm supposed to think this r/s has a chance? Okay. Suuuure.

The scene with Buck going to Tommy to set things straight ready for something was lovely, it was nice seeing him excited, and get to choose, and hear he's wanted. But since the note Tommy and Buck's storyline in this ep should have ended on, is Buck showing Tommy he's ready enough to let others know he's dating a guy by inviting Tommy to come with Buck to Madney's wedding, then why is the very next scene playing the romantic switch again, making us think Buck's car just arrived at the wedding with him and Tommy, only for Buck and Eddie to walk in together? I see what you did there, 911.

Thank you for reading! If you're looking for more, you can find my s7 reactions tag here, and more of my Buddie meta and content in my pinned post. xoxox

[asherashedwings]

ARS GOETIA OCS (And Paimon redesign ig)

Long post ahead 💀

So like, after the release of the new Helluva Boss trailer, I got SUPER fixated on the Ars Goetia. So I wanted to try my hand at designing my own takes on members not yet shown in the series, as well as crafting some self indulgent lore about the group.

So, I imagine that there are 4 main Goetia families, with each of their houses being in one of the cardinal directions of the Pride Ring. 3 of the 4 families have both a king and a queen at the head, with the 4th only having a king (we’ll get to that).

The couples, and their directions go like this:

Belial (North)

Paimon and Balam (West)

Vine and Zagan (East)

Beleth and Purson (South)

These are just where the kings and queens live. Offspring often move out to other rings, so there’s Goetia influence all throughout Hell.

Each of the kings and queens are also fallen angels, having fallen with Lucifer after the battle in Heaven. For this reason, their crowns appear more halo-like, floating above their heads. Two of them don’t have this on their refs, but that’s just because I designed them before coming up with that idea.

Anyways, to the designs!

Belial

Belial is one of the most powerful members of the Ars Goetia, rivaling the power of the sins, and many mortals think of them synonymous to the Devil himself.

So powerful they can actually reproduce by themself. For this lil hc, I made them a California Condor, a species of bird known to have reproduced without a mate. Also, the look of the condor just goes well with the whole pestilence thing Belial has going on.

I think their cloak is actually wings that come from their back, remnants from their time as an angel. I just didn’t draw them in that second picture cuz I just didn’t feel like it 💀

They’re one of the two I drew before I came up with the whole “halo crown” thing, but I have drawn a doodle of what they would look like now with that concept. It’ll be shown later in the post.

Also, I imagine them being agender, so go with the vibes of “being so powerful, the concept of gender means nothing to them and no word can ever truly describe them”, if that makes sense. Idk, that’s just the vibes I get from them. So I usually refer to them with they/them pronouns, but you can really call them whatever you want.

Paimon

I actually don’t mind Paimon’s canon design all that much. Think it actually goes pretty hard. I more so just wanted to change his species cuz with how I imagine my tweaked version of the Ars Goetia, the parents’ species has no effect on what species the offspring will be. Just as long as they’re bird. So Stolas is still an owl, don’t worry. I decided on making Paimon a raven because Stolas is sometimes described as a raven instead of an owl, so I wanted to pay homage to that.

I also gave him wing arms because he has been said to be able to fly.

That’s about all I got for Paimon

Balam

Balam is Paimon’s wife and also Asmodeus’s sister. I made this decision because when looking at their descriptions, Balam and Asmodeus are described very similarly. They are both chimeras with the head of a man, a bull, and a ram, and both possess a serpent tail. So I decided “fuck it, they’re related now”. This also means Ozzy is Stolas’s uncle, which I think would be an interesting dynamic.

I made Balam a bearded vulture mainly for the fact that Balam is also described to have “fiery eyes” which gave bearded vulture to me, idk.

I imagine her other two heads usually only appear in her more demonic form. They can prolly appear normally too, but I think she doesn’t let them show often.

Vine

Vine is a demon known for construction, and I imagine he built most of the Goetia manors. He makes structures using vines that sprout from his wrists, which then morph into the desired material after the creation is finished.

I decided to make him a Montezuma Oropendola, which are birds known to build large nests out of, you guessed it, vines.

Vine is never escaping the spelling of his name.

Which is also the reason I made him very plant themed. Idk, I just find something so nature-y and alive existing in someplace like Hell to be interesting.

I even wrote a lil world building tidbit about him:

To the east of the Pride Ring rests an overgrown forest, with trees so dense that no light hits the dead grass below and roots so tangled that one cannot hope to get through without getting caught within the knots. But if one ventures far enough, they will see this monstrous forest transform into a lavish jungle. The plants are radiant in their green color, the several ponds sprinkled throughout filled with water that almost sparkles. Within this sanctuary, in a clearing with no true location, sits a grandiose manor; a looming structure almost resembling that of an old European castle, encased in hordes of vines and flowers. The home of King Vine and Queen Zagan — the rulers of the East.

Speaking of Queen Zagan-

Zagan

Zagan is known to transform liquids, turning water into wine, blood into wine, oil into water (which can then be turned into wine). She just makes a ton of wine. But I wanted to mainly focus on the blood to wine part, since I realized I could go with a vampiric aesthetic when designing her.

For this reason, I also chose to make her an oxpecker, which is a (sometimes) parasitic bird known for pecking at wounds on large mammals and drinking their blood.

I decided to pair her up with Vine because they’re both creators. Vine’s creations may be more grandiose, with being literal buildings and all, but Zagan’s creations are probably still useful. I mean, she can also create coins.

Oh, and now that I’ve shown both of them, this is what Belial and Zagan’s crowns would look like now, with the whole halo crown thing

Beleth

Beleth was very tricky for me to design at first. Beleth is described as appearing intimidating and fierce when summoned, in order to test the courage of the conjuror. So I wanted to make her intimidating, but was struggling to figure out how exactly I wanted to do that.

Thankfully, my good good friend @braveboiart helped with ideas, and suggested the armor and shadowy cape.

I also made her a shoebill stork, cuz when I think of a bird a lot of people find intimidating, I think of the shoebill.

Purson

And then last but not least, Beleth’s husband, Purson. I decided to pair them up because I wanted to depict them both with armor. They’re a warrior duo.

I made Purson a harpy eagle mainly cuz I thought it’d be cool, but also cuz they’re one of the heaviest birds of prey, and I read somewhere that during the battle it took a swarm of angels to take him down. Idk how canon this is to actual bible lore, but I like it so I’m stealing it /lh

I imagine Beleth and Purson manage some sort of military, and probably train the knights in the Ars Goetia ranking. Idk, I’m still figuring lore out.

Anyways, that’s all I have to show off today. I’m working on redesigning Stolas, Stella, and Octavia, so look out for that I guess.

[sohya]

camera's rolling

pairings: souya x afab!reader

cw: camstars souya n reader. reader uses she/her pronouns. f receiving oral. puppy hybrid!souya. breeding. a lil bit of possessiveness. probably ooc souya. fingering. kinda switchy souya n reader. soft dom souya. consensual filming. 'puppy' is used excessively for souya.

wc: 2.7k

notes: for @eijirhoe's cat girls are ruining my life! collab :] thank you so much for letting me join !! omg tbh i haven't written a non-self ship fic since last year so i was very nervous but then while i was crying over a bokuaka fic last night i came up w this idea and scrapped the prev drafts i'd written beforehand n stuck to this n i really like it. i think idk im so nervous puppy!souya's gonna be in my head for the next forever. he was def a shiba inu in this :P

the world of pornographic websites have grown exponentially within the past decade. livelihoods depend on them, for creators and viewers alike. if you were to go to one of the rising websites and click on the ‘popular now’ tab, you’d find profiles with enticing but exaggerated horny bios. from couples, women who specialize in solo livestreams and everything far and between.

but then you’d notice the profile on the fifth spot, completely out of place. the profile picture looks to be a body shot with a mop of blue curls resting against a stomach, the bio says ‘just a girl and her puppy’, you’d be intrigued. how a plain looking profile can be so high in the current popular profiles.

being one half that makes this profile complete, you still can’t grasp your head around this popularity, you’re so sure that everyone comes across your profile just to watch souya, your puppy hybrid boyfriend. the one who loves you so hard and so deeply and shows it through the videos you make, he has the most perfect body with a sensitive tail and even more sensitive ears. touching these places elicit the prettiest sounds from him and though the two of you don’t show your faces, hiding under blurred circles or matching masks, people stay and watch just for him, you’re sure. the comments say otherwise though, an equal number of comments talking about the two of you and how horny your content gets them. how puppies wish they had someone like you to take care of them and how some people wished they had the perfect puppy like souya. 

you still find yourself basking in the popularity anyways, just as much as souya does, that it feels like second nature when you prepare all the lighting while souya sets up the cameras, making sure the view of the bed is just right while another gets a different angle of the entire room from the side. then, you press record and then the magic starts.

donning a mint green matching lingerie set, decorated with frills and lace around the edges, souya doesn’t think he’s seen anything more beautiful. like yours, the top half of face is covered with a mint coloured decorated mask but his eyes peak through the holes and you can see the way they sparkle as you make your way over to him. the camera to the right of you doesn’t catch the way his tail wags high up in the air, but if the sound doesn’t catch it either you can just add the footage from the other camera later when you edit the video.

“all good to start, puppy?” you ask as you stop in front of him, legs slightly parted as he brings his hands up to slide along the outside of your thighs. with a smile on his uncovered mouth, he nods and you bend down, delicate fingers tickling the underside of his chin as you plant a sweet kiss on his lips. 

when you stand up again, he immediately leans forward and presses a kiss to the inside of your thighs before moving his mouth up to where your clit is underneath the fabric of your panties.

he breathes in deeply, moaning in a low tone at the soft smell of the freshly washed fabric mixed with your arousal and the faintest hint of your sweet perfume. “get these off for me.” his voice is muffled with how much of his face is covered in between your legs. you let out a soft laugh as you card a hand through his hair and ease him out from his hiding space. he follows your movement reluctantly and when he looks up at you again, you give him a sorrowful look, tilting your head to the side with a small pout. “have to get you out of there if you want it off, puppy.”

souya hums as he nods, hands moving up to the hem of your panties. despite his insistence to take them off, his hands move slowly as he pulls the fabric down your legs. eyes trained on your pussy, he watches as it slowly reveals itself when your panties descend. they don’t even reach the floor by the time souya loses patience and plants his mouth against your clit again. 

you gasp at the suddenness of his action, wobbling slightly as you step out of your panties while your other hand joins the first one in tangling themselves in his mop of curls. “that’s it, puppy. take what you want.” your eyes relax as they focus on him, how his eyes flutter shut as his tongue peaks out and trails down your folds before sliding back up and flicking against your clit. his hands find purchase on your hips now, guiding you to jut them out forward, giving him easy access to bury his face into your mound.

when he captures your clit into his mouth and pleasures you with suckles, you reward him with blunt nails scratching against his scalp, pretty moans falling from your mouth as you roll your hips against his head before pulling back at the peak of your stimulation. 

at the first breath of fresh air, souya’s soft pants fill the room but he still has the hunger in his eyes where he’s insatiable until he gets another taste of you. “god, ‘t feels so good, puppy. you’re doing so well.” you coo through gritted teeth as your hands move to the sensitive spot behind his ears, rubbing his scalp and eliciting a drawn out whine from him that makes heat erupt throughout your body.

he blinks up at you as he moves down further, the fat of his silky tongue parting your folds and sitting flat for you to grind against. he watches as your nose scrunches up and your eyes flutter shut, teeth digging into your bottom lip as you chase your orgasm on his tongue before slowing your hips into rolls. “want me to cum, puppy?” he nods against you and the motion has your knees buckling, “gotta work for it then, almost got me there. making me feel so good.” your voice is breathless and sweet and it has souya warming up to the point where he feels like he’s burning with desire. praise after praise and all just for him, he’s determined to make you feel better than anything you’ve felt in your entire life.

he sucks a deep breath in through a gap, filling his lungs with enough air to keep him conscious while he closes his mouth around your clit, letting you maneuver his head to the right position before he begins sucking. you choke back a whimper as the wet sounds of him sucking your clit sounds throughout the room but louder in your ears. “that’s right, pu– puppy ah, i’m gon– i’m so close!” 

souya groans his appreciation and continues sucking, tongue peaking out to join in the pleasure by sinking into your tight hole that you startle before relaxing in his grip as your orgasm erupts like syrup straight down his throat. your voice carries through with soft moans as you twitch against his face, his tongue easing out of you to lick your cunt clean of the remnants from your orgasm.

you’re panting softly as you come down from your orgasm, body twitching positively with aftershocks to the heat and softness of souya’s tongue and mouth. when he finally lets you go, you bend down to his height level before pressing your kiss against his in a heated kiss. his hands come up to adjust your mask before they move down to cup your face, thumbs rubbing across your cheeks. you moan into his mouth as your tongue slips into his to lick at the taste of yourself on him while your hand travels down to stroke his achingly hard cock and the other to his flitting tail which has only grown more excited at the feeling of your lips on his. 

“need a break?” souya asks in between sweet pecks to your lips. you nod as he plants a kiss to the tip of your nose before sitting back while he stands up and stops the recording on both cameras.

the break is what it usually consists of, refreshing gulps of water and a few minutes to cuddle and draw the connection in once again before the two of you get up to move the cameras around. setting them up in position that promise a better angle of the next scene which will be on the bed. 

when the camera’s recording again a few minutes later, souya’s leaning over you one hand intertwined with yours that's lying in front of you while the other is bent at the elbow, fingers parting your slick folds before sinking inside. your clench around him is immediate, two thick and long fingers are just enough to stretch you out comfortably.

your knees part to give him more room as he begins thrusting his fingers in and out of you, the sloppy wet sound increasing in volume as he whispers into your ear. “you’re gonna be loud for your puppy, right? let all our viewers hear how good my cock makes you feel, hm?” right on cue, your vision focuses on the camera in front of you, capturing the scene of souya’s body on top of yours, his hand over yours and the twitching flex of his other shoulder as its fingers pump into you. at least from this angle, they can also see the way his tail wags erratically.

“mhm, gonna be extra loud for you, puppy. m–my puppy.” you slur, hips bouncing back so skin meets skin while his fingers dig deeper into you. he rewards you with a kiss before sitting up on his knees and pulling his fingers out of you. the hand holding yours releases after a short squeeze before landing on your bare back, now void of the matching bra, pushing you down and arching your back so your ass remains high up in the air.

“your puppy. all yours.” he agrees as he takes the head of his cock and rubs the tip along your folds. you’re clenching impatiently, twitching to hurry and ease him inside but he’s the one in control. it’s silent for a few seconds but you can feel a whine bubble from the back of your throat, only releasing it when you feel a warm glob of spit land on your ass before it’s smothered down to your cunt with the head of souya’s cock. then, finally losing patience himself, he pushes his head in and sinks into your hole slowly and all the way until his balls rest against your clit.

the two of you let out long sighs of relief as your walls encompass his cock, thick and long and so familiar that you squeeze around him extra tight like you’ve been without him for months. he shudders as he grabs your hips, quickly getting used to the feeling of your warmth around him before he draws his hips back and pushes into you again. he starts off slow, letting you grow accustomed to his cock and its hardness as it prods and grazes against your sensitive walls. 

“look at you, taking all of me in. such a good girl.” the smile is so evident in his voice and you grow dizzy with pleasure. 

“puppy, pl- please move. ‘make me so feel good, ‘nd i wanna make you feel good too!” 

he groans as you quickly lose your mind, giving in and setting a pace that he knows you love, enough for you to fidget against the bed but not nearly fast enough for the creaks to sound at the roughness of his thrusts. the camera catches the way your ass jiggles as they meet his hips and the way the lines of his abs deepen with each exertion. perfect material for all your viewers to lust and fawn over when they watch over the finished product.

“can’t hear you, baby. what happened to being loud for your puppy, huh?” souya asks, his hand snaking through your hair and tugging you up so your face is in view of the camera but your mask falls off. the annoyance at the realisation that he’ll have to edit in a blurred circle over your face quickly disappears when he looks at the viewfinder, seeing your eyes roll while your mouth falls open in a sharp gasp. he pushes a rough thrust into you and you cry out, sweet voice falling into a moan that ends in a delirious puppy!

“that’s right, let them know, baby. l–let them hear how good puppy’s good is ma– making you feel– ugh.” he releases your hair and lets you fall face first into the soft blanket, stilling with his cock still deep inside you as he picks up your mask and readjusts it over the top half of your face. “gotta keep your pretty mask on, can’t have people seeing that pretty face or they’ll want you even more, right?” he coos, voice so sweet but in this context, it causes a shiver to run up your spine at his possessiveness. 

you shake your head, “‘m all yours, puppy. no one else, just you!” you muffle into the bed sheets and he hums as his hand cups the underside of your face, lifting your face to the side before smashing his lips against yours in a desperate kiss. your mouth falls open and he slips his tongue inside, turning the kiss messy with your noses brushing against each other’s cheek. “please move again, puppy. wanna feel you cum inside.” he coos at your pleas, smiling sweetly against your lips that have turned glossy with the mix of your spit and his. 

“‘course, baby. my cum doesn’t belong anywhere else.” souya rubs his cheek against yours as he arches his back to rut into you. you mewl at the closeness of him, how his skin covers yours and the sweat emanating from both of you sticks the two of you together.

feeling the last phase begin to take its toll, souya stands up on his knees once more, one arm curling around your waist to press hardened fingers against your clit, rubbing your nub in time with his thrusts which pick up with enough speed and force that has you gasping and biting into the sheets beneath you. completely overwhelmed, heat settles in the pit of your stomach and quickly spreads throughout the rest of your body, familiar enough that you know what’s approaching.

“hnggh pu– puppyy i’m gnna cum!” your sentence trails off in a drawn out moan as your body tightens up and your pussy grips souya’s cock in a vice tight grip, orgasm washing you in waves that has your brain emptying into nothing. 

“yeahh baby, just like that. so tight around me, i love it.” he groans as he fucks you through the twitches of your climax. he swears he can feel every single one of your muscles stimulating his cock, milking him for his own cum to fill you up. with his mind slowly giving into the blissful feeling, he doesn’t get the chance to announce his own climax, using the last of his energy to fall on top of you, mouth beside your ear and groans spilling out of his lips in time with the cum spilling deep into you. you turn your head just in time for his lips to find the side of your mouth before they connect with yours. your breath mixes with each other’s as you pant heavily, letting the sensation of your orgasm mellow you both out. 

“love you s’much, puppy.”

souya smiles, his heart feeling so full at your softness.

“i love you too, baby.”

two days later, after editing the video and inserting clips from both angles, it’s ready to be posted. you’re both resting against the couch in the living room, relaxing after an hour long livestream that still has your body and muscles aching. your work laptop is in souya’s lap and you watch as he puts the final edits to the video description before finally pressing ‘post’. the two of you share one final kiss and that’s that.

the next morning when you wake up, you get a notification from the website, congratulating the two of you for the top spot on the site’s popular creators and that’s all it takes for you realize the success of your popularity doesn’t come from souya exclusively, but from the both of you.

[profound-bouquetbird]

Gonna be so self indulgent with this request but-

Miss Heed x Transmasc!Reader TwT

The request didn't really have much explination as to what exactly I should write, but I tried my best to write as much as possible :)

(found a gif 👍)

We all know Miss Heed is in dire need of attention

I mean- at the end of her episode we can see her losing her mind when someone doesn't give her attention! (aka 'love her')

Also, in her episode we see her using the love chemical on both men and women, so your gender identity doesn't really matter to her (idk if this is offencive or if it was necessary to put in-)

As long as you're giving her attention, she won't complain

I can see her taking you shopping and buying you clothes that make you feel comfortable, as well as match her general style

Since she makes little clips for her fans, I can see her having little draft videos of the two of you. She never posts them, because the people under her spell would be heartbroken knowing that Miss Heed had a lover, but she keeps them in her drafts so that she can look at them in her own spare time, to lift up her mood when you aren't around

If you haven't already gotten surgery, you bet she's either going to pay for your surgeries or get one of her minions, that are a professional in that specific field, to do the surgery for free. But, if you aren't comfortable with getting surgery from a person that is smitten with your partner, then she would gladly pay for someone who isn't under her 'spell' to do it

When, and if, you get top surgery, I can see her just lightly kissing your scars one you're healed and comfortable enough. She just wants to show how much she loves and appreciates you for loving her

She loves you the way you are, just how you love her the way she is

She was there for your ups and downs, just like you were there for hers

If she met you before transitioning, I can see her getting adjusted to your pronouns pretty quickly

Is the one to recommend hair cuts she finds cute. Miss Heed would recommend the typical mullet, buzz cut, undercut, fringe up, stuff like that (it's up to you to decide weather you like them or not)

I saw some people tattooing their top surgery scars, so if you decided to do that, she would be hesitant but would suggest to get a little matching tattoo on either her shoulder or wrist, just to show that she's supporting you

I'm sorry, I don't know what else to write 😭 maybe I'll reblog my post and add a couple of more headcanons, but who knows 🤷

[cherryo]

Is it alright to ask for future leo x Shy female reader? Smut

Kinks? Dirty talk, rough s3x, dom Leonardo (ya can say it happens after war? Or if future Leonardo happened to be in the present time)

Hi sweetheart!! i am so so sorry for how late this is!!! i wanted to make sure this was perfect!! i have a hard time writing leo, so future leo is a little harder and it took me a couple of drafts to get what you're reading now. i went with future leo coming to the present and i just wasn't sure how to go about future leo and present leo being in the same timeline? i think i figured it out though!! i digress, I'm just happy that you requested,,, I do hope you enjoy this! Pairing: Future!Leo x Shy! fem! reader, slight Present!leo mentioned genre: smut with plot? no angst really but no fluff unless you count the beginning with present! leo Pronouns: she/her with fem genitalia (princess used as a petname) word count: 3.6k warnings: explicit themes, cursing, no protection (wrap it before you tap it sweethearts), movie spoilers !!! rough sex, no lube, dirty talk, whore is used but leo doesn't directly call reader a whore the reader is just loud as a whore lol, I think that's all? possibly cheating but present leo and reader arent together? idk is it really cheating if its future you?

Casey jr reached out to Leon, not expecting to actually grab hold of him. Successfully bringing Leon through the portal, they landed ungracefully in the middle of times square. Realizing they made it to the past safely, they hugged each other, finally feeling safe enough to share a moment between son and father.

“How are we going to get the key?” Leon looked up from the picture he kept, Casey jr was distracted by the bright lights and the tall buildings. “Casey?” waving his arm to get Casey's attention, snapping back to focusing on Leon, Casey let out a tiny ‘hm?’

“We have to find my brothers.”

Here you were, face to face with what you presumed to be an older Leo, and a boy who looked like that foot clan soldier that hung out with yall sometimes. All you wanted was water in the middle of the night, only to find the two in your apartment, at 2 am. The three of you had paused, making eye contact with older Leo, he just looked you up and down with that Signature Leo flirty smirk. “So, this is how you dress when no ones around, huh?” you must’ve looked confused, he motioned towards your legs. Now realizing you were in a tank top and underwear, you muttered a quick apology and booked it back to your room to change.  

While you were putting on some sleep pants you could hear low murmurs of the two talking, hearing the words ‘brothers’ and ‘the krang.’ walking out to your small kitchen to finally talk to the future version of your best friend and the other kid. They didn't notice you had come back out, you made a small cough to alert them.

They both turned to face you, Leo’s smirk coming back to his face, while the shorter boy whose name you didn't know, just was looking at you softly. “So, I'm going to assume you’re the future version of my Leo? I'm sorry but I have no clue who you are” the second part directed at the shorter boy, he went to speak while Leo just nodded and had a small smile on his face.

“I’m sorry for not introducing myself earlier, I'm Casey Jones. You must be the pretty lady Leo always talked about, I never got to meet you in the future.” Casey ended up with a sad look on his face when talking about the fact he never got to meet you, he would've liked to have met the woman his Master was always reminiscing on.

You genuinely had no idea which part to think about, was he Cassandra jones's son? What do you mean you two never met? Leo talked about you in a way that was obviously more than just friends. “Okay, first of all, is your mother Cassandra jones? And second, what do you mean we never met?” you purposely left out the last thought, it wasn't a good time to talk about this.

“Ah! You knew my mother? And uhm,,” he looked nervously towards his Master, who looked incredibly sad and angry, but softened up when he realized Casey was looking towards him. “You did meet her, you were just incredibly young. You helped watch over Casey jr for Cassandra,” the last part directed towards you “but I died young, and so early in Casey Jr's life that he doesn't even remember me?” Leo didn't make eye contact.

“Well, we can talk about that later, I'm assuming you found me to help you guys find the boys right?” both of them nodding, you looked at the time on your stove. It read 2:30 am. Donnie would definitely be up still, sighing you turned around and pulled out your phone, quickly dialing your best friend.

“You’ve reached the line for Donatello, may I ask why you are still up when you have a very early morning shift?” as always, Donnie was quite the hypocrite. “I could ask you the same thing Donnie, but no i doubt I’ll be going to work tomorrow. Look, I just need you and the boys to come to my apartment, bring April and Splints if you can.” you could hear him sigh at the thought of having to wake Leo up and hear him bitchin’ about his ‘beauty sleep.’

“Alright, whatever you need, we’ll be there in, 15 minutes, give or take. I'll text you if Leo gives me any trouble” you laughed, Leo was such a pain in the ass to wake up “just tell ill give him a kiss if he gets up” You giggled at Donnie's gag, he was so funny to mess with. At this point you had turned to face the future boys again, seeing the older Leo raise an eyebrow at your comment. Red-faced, you invited them into your living room to keep them comfortable and get some rest.

It was less than ten minutes before your blue-clad hero was portaling straight in front of you, the rest following after him. He scooped you into his arms, rubbing his face against yours, mumbling about how tired he was and how ‘mean’ and ‘cruel’ Donnie was for waking him. You just giggled, allowing him to nuzzle against you basically, Donnie's cough broke the both of you apart. You two weren't together but acted like you had been married for decades, Leon just smiled softly at the two of you, thinking back on how much he missed that feeling.

“So these two appeared in my apartment when I was going to grab water,” you motioned toward the men on the couch, making the rest of the team turn to face them. Leo still clinging onto you, but instead of it being in a sleepy way it was more protective. Leon meant no harm but he knew how he was pretty protective of you in his timeline. 

Leon couldn't help but keep thinking back on when he first saw you, nothing on but a tank top and the cutest white panties. He knows he should be more focused on getting the key and protecting the world from the Krang, but goddamn, you had looked so fucking hot. He seriously doubts younger him would be away from you in order for him to get close to you, no matter what version, Leonardo hamato was protective of his girl. 

Even at this moment Leo was eyeing Leon, whose eyes happened to be drifting a little too close to the cut of your tanktop. Leo wasnt the only person to catch onto this little ‘subtle’ action, Leon was snapped out of his little drool session by none other than Casey jr. he had this awful scowl on his face that told Leon to cut the creepy drooling.

Thankfully you hadnt picked up on the eyeing, or so Leon had thought, you definitely felt his eyes on you. Truthfully it was kinda nice to be looked at like that by a Leo version, your Leo was so respectful to the point it hurt. You dropped hints left and right about wanting to be at the very least fwb, you wanted a full relationship with him but didnt know how he felt. The most your Leo did was painful flirting and pickup lines that you wanted to go further but didnt.

So, to have a leo eye you up and down spiked your confidence and made you a little hot and flustered. No, this was not what you needed to focus on right now. You needed to focus on why they're here and what sort of danger you guys were in, but all you could think about now was Leo’s arm wrapped around your waist. You knew he was protective of you but damn, from himself? Thats hot.

Raph could sense the tension between Leo and Leon, he shouldnt be surprised that the two Leos would be sizing each other up. It was silly to him to think that leo was sizing his older self up just because he looked at you, but it was Leo so. Coughing to break the tension and get the attention on himself worked, “okay, what’re ya doin here and how’d ya get here?”

“We’re here to stop the Krang from getting to our dimesion and causing a war, and we’re here because Mikey made a time portal. He figured this was the time before it got stolen,” everyone groaned and looked towards Leo, who looked guilty, sweating and all.

“Yeah,,, so what happens if the key was already,,uhm stolen,,?” doing his signature ‘im too cute for you to be mad at me’ smile, Leon look pissed. There was definitely no coming back from that, sure Leo looked scary when angry but Leon? He was terrifying. Maybe it was because he’s already lived through the apocalypse and would rather not do it again, but damn was it also hot as hell.  

“What do you mean it was already stolen?” Leon stood up, making everyone back up. He was a bit taller than Raph, meaning he towered over everyone else. “Are you responsible for losing the key?” at this point he was leaning over Leo, quite a bit. Leo gulped, indicating it was infact his fault for losing the key, and it seemed Leon was not going to get over it.

“Okay wise guy, if it’s your fault for losing it, it’s your sole purpose to find it and get back. Do you understand me, Leo?” Leo nodded vigouresly, trying to seem like he wasnt intimidated, but even Donnie was slightly scared. 

“Okay, here’s the plan, we’re going to go back there and getting the key. We’re going to put an end to this whole thing.”

Getting there was easier said than done, and thanks to leo for ruining the surprise attack, it was even harder to get the key back. There wasnt enough of the donnie pods for everyone there, meaning some people got stuck there. You saw the whole thing happen, Leo escaping his pod and grabbing the key only for raph to use his pod on Leo. Leon had stayed back, letting casey jr get the donnie pod instead, meaning it was you two and raph who got left behind. 

It happened so fast, raph getting taken and Leon picking you up to get the hell out of there before the Krang kidnapped you both as well. He held a hand against your mouth so your cries and wails for Raph were muffled, you tried your best to get out of his grip to get to raph but it was futile. Leon had a good grip on your waist, throwing you over your shoulder, pulling you back down into bridal style once he realized you watched raph being taken.

“Hey, hey, shhhh its okay, we’ll get raph back. It’s going to be okay,” his attempt at comforting you made you wail even more, making him wince at the sound. As he was running away he was trying to find a room to bar up to stay safe from the krang and their zombie army. Spotting an office not too far from the train tracks, he opened the door, sat you down and went to work on baracading the door and windows. At this point shock had set in and you had stopped loudly crying but, tears kept falling making your neck and pants wet.

Sighing, Leon sat down next to you, trying to think of ways to help. He thought maybe pick up lines would work, “yknow, i could totally help distract you from your thoughts” he had leaned down to whisper those words in your ear. You looked at him, taken aback, only to see he was red faced and still clearly shaken as well. Realizing this was just his attempt at helping you calm down, you let him continue, squinting your eyes and nodding at him.

“You’re just as beautiful as the last time i saw you, you know?” that caught you off guard, in true leo fashion you were expecting a flirty look after a dirty joke. You were not expecting for Leon to call you beautiful, “what?” you breathed out, his face softening. He’d have to have a conversation with his younger half with how to woo the ladies.

He reached out to caress your face, you leaned into his touch, of course the softest moments with a leo wouldve been with his older, future counterpart. He was leaning closer and closer in to your face, til he just slowly kissed you. You were shocked at first but slowly melted into it, it was the softest kiss you’ve ever recieved in your life. You could tell he was pouring everything he’s ever wanted to say to you, or your future counterpart, but couldnt get it into words.

His kiss slowly grew into something hungrier than just love, it was obvious he was wanting something else but was restraining himself. His hands had moved to wrap around you, pulling your body closer and under him more. One hand was gripping your hip, hard, while the other was wrapped around your waist.

Soon you found yourself completely under him, your legs wrapped around his waist, his hands holding himself were by your face, basically caging you in. still making out, your arms had reached up and found themselves resting on his shoulders, squeezing every now and again, making him let out cute gasps and moans.

Moving one of his hands to grip your waist and bring you up closer, leaving his other arm to hold his weight. “Can we go further?” he had pulled back to fully face you, trying to catch his breath, chuckling a little when you chased his lips. You paused, it was clear you were really thinking this through and he appreciated that. 

“I would love to,,, just- wh- ugh, what about my leo? I dont want him to think id just go for anyone and i really like him, i dont want to basically cheat,” you were frustrated and as much as you wanted Leon to rock your world, you cared too much about your leo. “Hm, i do see where you’re coming from but is it technically cheating if it’s the same person? Besides, you can find out early what you’re getting into,,at least down there wise. Between us, Leo is done growing down there” your eyes widening at what he was trying to get at, but was it really considered cheating if it was leo, just older him?

Fuck it. It’s not like you didnt care about leo, you just wanted him so bad and here he was wanting you, well a version of him wanting you. You gave your answer in the form of kissing Leon hard, pulling him down to you. During the kiss he somehow managed to get your pants off and thrown somewhere in the office,he pulled away from the kiss and looked down he saw it was the same pair of panties he saw earlier. He didnt think he’d see them again, tuggin on them to ask you if he could take them off.

“Please fuck me leon, i need you”

Didnt need to tell him twice, he practically ripped your panties off of you. Leaving the rest of you clothes on, he reached down to feel that you were soaked. Your panties were a dark gray in the crotch area, showing just how aroused you had been. Looking away embaressed at just how wet you were, Leon just simply chuckled thinking it was hot that you were aroused enough to not need lube or spit down there.

He was teasing you by rubbing your clit and just gently sticking the tip of his finger in your hole, missing where you needed him the most. It was clear that he was going to tease you mercilessly, simply trying to pull the noises out of you, which he successfully did. Finally after your incessant begging, he stuck a thick finger in you, pumping it in and out trying to get you prepped.

“Please just fuck me already” you breathed into his mouth, just barely kissing him “sorry princess, i gotta get you stretched and prepped for my cock” just that sentence made you moan into his mouth. He closed the distance and swept you right back up into making out, the soft kisses were far gone, instead being replaced by hard and hot kisses. While he was kissing you tried to stick another finger in you, making you whine and pull away. You were obviously very hot and bothered and he wasnt helping at all, teasing you and making you moan.

Fianlly though, he decided that you were ready, he took both his fingers out. He showed you the wetness on his fingers, he slowly licked his fingers to clean them, not stopping the eye contact he held with you. He leaned up and off of you, pulling his pants down to his ankles. His cock was out and free now, your eyes widened at the sight of it, how did you not notice it in his pants? And if he was right, your leo was also carrying that. He leaned back down to you, resting it right between your legs.

“Impressive right?” he had looked up at you and waggled his eyebrows, classic leo. 

“Yes, it’s very impressive” giggling, you reached up to just hold his face, rubbing you thumbs on his face. Leaning in to your touch, it made your heart melt.  “I dont know how much i can hold back, princess,” he looked a bit worried, but you honestly couldnt care if he went hard.  “Thats okay, Leon” smiling softly, you knew he was most likely nervous and so were you.

Taking a deep sigh, he readjusted to where his cock was resting right at your cunt. He pushed it in gently, not wanting to hurt you. The stretch was enough to make you cry, it had been a long time since you’ve done anything and especially with someone this huge. Leon stopped noticing that it was obviously painful, resting for a moment so you could adjust.  After a minute of adjusting, you nodded to tell him to continue.

“Youre takin me so well, princess” he had finally bottomed out, he leaned down to kiss both of your cheeks before kissing your lips. While trying to distract you by kissing, he slowly slid his cock in and out, finally getting a nice pace going. He not so slowly started to let go and started going at a harder pace. 

“You’re so pretty when you’re under me” he pulled your hips up more to hit a certain spot, making you moan louder than you have yet to. He quickly put his hand over your mouth, while he wanted to hear how pretty you sounded while you got fucked, now was not the time to be a loud whore.

“God, you feel s- so fucking good, princess” his hips were now slamming against yours, he was clearly just to fucking kill you with pleasure. There was no stopping him at this point, he wasnt lying when he said he wasnt going to hold back. Moaning behind his hand and slightly drooling wasn’t his only indication that you were into this, you were soaking wet and meeting his hips at every thrust. You were close, you had no clue if he was, it seemed he was at times and other times he restarted on the orgasm meter.

It was only when he started whining and his hips were faltering in pace, he started moaning and trying to go even harder. “ ‘m about to cum, where,,’m fuck you feel so good, where do you want me to cum?” you were so fucked out of your mind that you didnt understand what he was saying to you, so of course he went with the common ‘pull out and cum on the stomach’ move.

He was close, he just needed to make you cum before he could, he was a gentleman of course. He started rubbing your clit in figure eights, the pleasure becoming too much, making you cry and shake your head ‘no.’ finally, you came and he could tell by the loud moaning of his name and the insane grip your cunt had on his dick. You coming pushed him over the edge, quickly pulling out and resting his cock between your thighs, he came right onto your stomach and a little bit landing on your shirt. 

He leaned down onto you, the both of you panting and trying to catch your breath. You quietly slipped into a peaceful slumber, Leon was a bit concerned but it was quickly dissolved when he heard snoring. He gently put your panties back on, kissing right at the band, then putting your pants back on with an urgency. He had forgotten where they were during the moment, he pulled his pants back up.

Picking you up and carrying you out of the office, after a bit of searching he found the gang. Immediatly Leo rushed to Leon upon seeing you in his arms, he gently took you out of Leons arms. He didnt like the way Leon and you both looked disheveled but put it away as you two had a rough time getting back to the group. 

“Leo, i would suggest admitting your feelings to her, soon” winking at leo, “you never know who could come and sweep her off her feet before you can.” Leo didnt like the way Leon looked so smug, so he just nodded seriously. Turning around with you still in his arms, he told Leon the baisc gist of the plan. They immediatly put it into action, Leo wondered why your shirt was stained with something sticky at the bottom.

[lovewithasideoffries]

Forever - Jamie Bower x reader

Jamie Bower x reader (she/her pronouns used)

Summary: Jamie wants to propose, Y/n doesn't want to get married, but they both want one thing. To stay with each other. Forever.

Warnings: swearing? i think that's it

Type: honestly idk, like angst? a little? maybe fluff? idk it's just a story

Word Count: 1073

A/N: Let's just ignore the fact that Jamie and Y/n would immediately be swarmed with fans the second they stepped outside. Also first real fic so if it sucks, sorry!! I hope you enjoy! <3

When Jamie had taken you to your favourite restaurant you knew he wanted to propose. Well, that’s not really how you knew. It was more the buildup of all the slightly strange things that he’d been doing for the past month. Like him being on call with your parents for over an hour a few weeks ago and hanging up with a huge smile on his face. Or like him being caught in antique shops and jewellery stores multiple times within the last few months, as well as his “casual” questions asking about your feelings for him, not to mention him insisting you wear your best dress to dinner with him (that’s usually your job) and the fact that he hasn’t requested that the restaurant be closed for the night so the two of you can eat in peace like he usually does.

And although you loved your boyfriend with all your heart and would gladly spend the rest of your life with him (no kids though, you find children to be way too much to handle), the idea of marriage is… not really something that’s interested you. 

It’s understandable really, the reasoning behind your distaste for getting married. And there’s nothing against other couples doing it, it’s just something you personally didn’t want. A big part of that comes from your parents. Your divorced parents. Because no matter how much they claim they still love each other as friends and that there’s no bad blood between the two of them, the amount of times you’ve heard both rant about the other is astounding. And when you grow up hearing about how “your mother became insufferable the minute we got married” and “oh, sweetie your father is an amazing man and he’s one of my best friends now, truly, we just didn’t seem to work as a married couple”, it takes a toll on you.

So obviously, you’ve been a nervous wreck all night. Even more than Jamie, honestly. The night was coming to an end as you were both finishing up your meals, and you noticed your lover starting to get a bit more fidgety. You were absolutely dreading this. 

The server comes back to take your empty plates from you and you clear your throat awkwardly. This whole meal has been awkward. He’s nervous, you’re nervous, so besides talking with the many fans who’ve come up to you asking for photos and autographs, it’s been completely silent. 

You had been trying to avoid pulling out your phone, but it got to the point where it was so awkward you couldn’t even talk to him. You whipped out your device, and watched his face fall. Ignoring him, you opened Messages and searched through your photos to find a funny picture you could send to him. 

You settled on a selfie he had taken while drunk half a year ago. His hair was tousled, some of it sticking to his forehead, and he was making the stupidest version of the duck face you’d ever seen. You hit send and put your phone back in your pocket, watching to see his reaction. 

Immediately, you heard Jamie’s phone ding with a notification and watched as he pulled his phone out and immediately burst out laughing. 

“What is this from?” he asks, the tension finally broken.

As you’re about to explain, the server comes back with the biggest fucking ice cream sundae you’ve ever seen. With a giddy smile on your face, you look to Jamie in confusion. “Did you order this?”

“About that…” he trails off and you’re absolutely mortified when he gets on one knee. He pulls out a small velvet ring box and he opens it up for you to see the ring he’s picked out. “Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n, I’ve been dreaming about this day the moment I met you at the Counterfeit concert where you walked right into me and called me a “fucked out asshole” . I love you from the bottom of my heart and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, Y/n, will you marry me?” 

And he says it quietly enough that only a few tables notice the scene. You don’t know what to do. You really do want to spend the rest of your life with him, but you just don’t want to get married. 

“J, can we talk outside?” His face falls and your heart shatters in a million pieces for him. A single tear falls from his eye and he tries to wipe it away quickly, but you still notice. He nods, and you pull him out the restaurant and thank god the streets are quite empty tonight. 

“Look,” you start, “I… I love you, Jamie, I really do. I just don't want to get married. Not like, not to you, but just in general, you know?” He shakes his head, repeatedly wiping his eyes. 

“It’s like… you love me right?”

“More than anything.” 

“And I love you more than anything. So… why do we have to prove it?”

“What?” His voice is soft, vulnerable, and you know you have to be very careful with you next words.

“I just- I just don’t like the idea of marriage in general. It’s like, we both love each other, so why do we need to throw a big fancy party about it? Why do we have to wear rings to prove that we love each other?” 

“I- I don’t know. It’s just what people do. To bring their relationship to the next step.”

“But that’s the thing, J, can’t we bring our relationship to the next step without marriage? It’s just something I’ve never wanted to.”

It’s quiet for a few seconds, and you’re so thankful when he starts slowly nodding his head. 

“I think I get it,” he says slowly. “We just, like pretend we’re married? Kind of?”

“Yeah, kind of.” 

Jamie pulls you in for a hug, arms wrapping around you tightly. “As long as you’re with me forever, I don’t give a fuck whether or not we get married,” he whispers, before pulling you in for a kiss. But not a sloppy or lustful kiss, it’s soft, gentle, meaningful. Like a mutual promise “I’ll be with you forever.”

And when you finally pull away, you offer him a cheeky smile and say, “Can we go back in now so I can eat my dessert?”

[bulldyke-rider]

You're so right about how butch lesbians are drawn. "Progressive" artists will just draw a dude, slap she/her pronouns on him, and call it a "butch lesbian".

I feel similarly when I see people describe butch lesbianism as if it's a personality trait. Most posts that are like "why I love butch lesbians" paint the idea of a woman that I've rarely found among butch lesbians.

They are regular women in every sense. Their clothing doesn't dictate their body shape; it doesn't make their proportions closer to a male's. And it actually isn't really indicative of how they think.

Like, the idea that they're all so confident. Most women really lack confidence, and in my experience, this has been true of butch lesbians too. A lot are not comfortable with themselves in some way or another. That's just how most women are; masculine women don't get to escape womanhood. They don't escape the way we're raised or the expectations on us.

I just feel like a lot of ideas surrounding butch lesbianism from basically every group requires you to view them as fundamentally different from other women or even different from people in general. Whether you've built up this magical idea of them or this male idea of them or this horrendous idea of them, they're not that. They're varied. They're not all the same. And they're all women.

Idk, maybe the butch lesbians I've met and been close to haven't been representative of the whole. Maybe all the butch lesbians y'all know are narrow hipped, 6'2, titless, and have unwavering confidence and rarely question themselves. That hasn't been my experience tho. In my experience, they've mostly been average women with a couple tweaks.

[ttuesday]

Loser

Summary: You were never too sure what to make of Eddie Munson but when he finds you crying under the bleachers, the turmoil of not fitting into your new school becoming too much for you, you discover a different side of Eddie.

Word Count: 3.1k

Disclaimer: Reader identifies as female and goes by she/her pronouns! also I tried to make some D and D references but idk if it makes sense lol

Hugging your knees, you shut your eyes tight and remind yourself that the school day is nearly over. You only have to get through the rest of lunch and then a few afternoon classes until you can finally go home and relax.

Sitting under the bleachers for lunch has become a normality to you, avoiding the terrors of the cafeteria and instead spending your time alone.

Although you always found it hard to make friends, you convinced yourself that in a new school, it’d be easier and that people would be more welcoming. But moving to a new town halfway through the school year didn’t help and none of the students seemed interested in getting to know the new girl. 

You tried your best when you first arrived in Hawkins, pushing yourself to be more outgoing than normal and striking up conversation with whoever was sitting beside you in class but no one was interested in being your friend. You weren’t the first new person to grace Hawkins High and you certainly wouldn’t be the last, so no one made a fuss that you were here now.

Lunch was the worst part of the school day. At least during class you can focus on the lesson and forget about how socially isolated you’ve become but during lunch that was unavoidable. Everyone had their own spot in the cafeteria, tables they claimed at the start of the school year.

Each time you tried to sit down, you got the same response, students swiftly placing their bags on the seat before you could sit or people scoffing and saying that they were saving the seat for someone else. A couple of times, people were straightforward and told you to go away or that they didn’t want you sitting with them.

You didn’t want to be sitting under the bleachers for lunch, listening to the distant chatter of students as they quickly finish their food before the bell rings but where else were you supposed to go?

Usually you can push through the day and try to ignore how hard things have been here for you but today is more draining. As soon as you sit down on the ground, tears begin to stream down your face.

Moving was supposed to be a new start but instead it feels like a nightmare you can’t wake up from. You try to wipe the tears away and keep your composure but you can’t hold them back anymore. After a measly attempt of trying to keep it together, you sigh and allow the tears to flow freely.

Your breathing hitches involuntarily as your lip trembles, your thoughts turning dark as you remind yourself of how difficult life has been here for you.

You don’t hear the approaching footsteps nor does the person hear your quiet cries, ducking under the bleachers and not seeing you until it’s too late.

"Jesus! I didn't know anyone was back here" Eddie exclaims. For a moment his eyes go wide as he realises you're crying, quickly averting his gaze to the ground. Usually Eddie would say more but your tears catch him off guard.

He’s seen you around before, noticing you in the corridors or on the rare occasion you’d both arrive to school around the same time. You were pretty but there was something else about you.

Unfortunately, Eddie never got the chance to talk to you before now. Whenever he would see you in the hallways, it was brief and by the time he would think of something to say, you were gone.

You were the newbie from some far off city, brought to the cursed town of Hawkins where dreams die and the most exciting thing to happen is either a pep rally or a funeral.

When Eddie first heard about you, he didn’t give you much thought. New girl from the city? Yeah, he assumed you’d get along with the preppy kids who normally gush over big cities and the thoughts of getting out of Hawkins. But whenever he saw you around, you were alone.

In a weird way, Eddie found it fascinating that you didn’t fall into any cliques. On paper, you appeared to be the perfect person to fit in with a multitude of cliques and yet you kept to yourself.

You were nothing like what he expected you to be, which was basically any stereotypical mean girl who thinks she’s better than everyone. If anything, you were the complete opposite and that fascinated Eddie even more.

Never in a million years did Eddie think he’d find you crying under the bleachers. As you try to hurriedly dry your tears, Eddie stays where he is as if he’s stuck in place.

Although you wipe your eyes off your sleeve, new tears appear almost instantaneously. He isn’t sure what to do, debating whether leaving is the right option or if he should try to console you.

Clearing his throat, Eddie scuffs his foot off the ground, awkwardly swaying closer to you as he asks “Do you need a tissue or something?”.

This isn’t how you imagined your first interaction with Eddie Munson. You’ve seen him around, your eye often wandering over to him on the rare occasion you enter the cafeteria, though you never stay long enough to get a proper impression of what he’s like. 

All the information you’ve heard about Eddie is from rumours, whispers in the corridors that have clung to him over time. He hung around the outcasts and some of the nerds, known well for his affiliation with the Hellfire Club.

You didn’t know much about the Hellfire Club, only hearing from other students that it’s based on some board game sorta thing. After being in Hawkins for a while, you actually thought about joining it in an attempt of making new friends but from the talk you’ve heard in the corridors, the Hellfire Club and specifically Eddie, didn’t usually take in new members with open arms and would make them prove their knowledge of the game… something you lacked immensely. And so to save yourself from embarrassment, you didn’t bother trying to join the club and once again, stayed by yourself.

You keep your head down in a pathetic attempt to hide your tears. Trying to keep your voice as steady as you can, you answer his question with a question of your own “Do you have a tissue?”. If you were going to be honest, Eddie didn’t seem like the kinda guy who’d carry around a packet of tissues with him.

Quickly snapping into action, Eddie drops his backpack next to you, stooping down to your level as he rifles through it. His sudden movement makes you tense though you soon relax when he pulls out a ripped piece of tissue paper for you to use. “Here… for your uh, yeah” he hands you the tissue, making sure to give you some space as he stays crouched down beside you.

It’s clear this piece of tissue has seen better days, ripped in half and barely the size of your palm. If you had to guess, you’d presume the tissue has been shoved down the bottom of his backpack for the past 6 months, collecting dust and who knows what else.

Seeing your hesitation, Eddie blurts out “Actually wait!”. Plucking the tissue out of your hand, he drops it back into his backpack “I’m not sure how long that’s been in there… look, here just use this instead”. After a moment of rummaging through the various crumpled up papers and notebooks covered in doodles crammed into his backpack, Eddie takes out a black and red bandana and hands it to you.

“Are you sure?” you ask, your voice raspy “I don’t want to ruin it”.

“You won’t ruin it,” he assures, dismissing that idea entirely “if anything, you’ll be adding character to it”. Even at a time when you feel your lowest, Eddie manages to make you smile. 

He notices your smile too, a small sense of pride igniting in his chest. It’s been a while since he’s made someone smile. Sure, Eddie technically makes the likes of Dustin and the others smile during their Dungeons and Dragons campaigns but it isn’t him directly that’s making them smile, it’s the game.

He waits a few minutes before speaking again, giving you the time to properly wipe your tears away with his bandana. Eddie tries to keep his voice gentle when he speaks, hoping that’ll put you at ease.

“So you wanna talk about why you’re hiding under here?”.

You open your mouth to speak but words fail you. Trying to compose yourself, you take a shaky breath before answering “I don’t know how to put it into words without sounding like a complete loser”.

Eddie involuntarily smirks to himself and shrugs “Lucky for you, I know a thing or two about being a loser”.

For the first time since Eddie’s arrived, you look up at him, his eyes surprisingly soft as he meets your gaze. You could never tell what Eddie would be like to talk to and although you could tell he wasn’t as brash as the rumours claimed he was, you didn’t expect him to be so compassionate either.

“You’re not a loser though,” your voice comes out quieter than you expected but you know Eddie heard you as he attentively listens to every word you say “you have friends, people who’ll be there for you when things get rough and hell, as stupid as it sounds, you have a place in a cafeteria and you don’t have to worry about people telling you they don’t want you sitting near them or pretending the seat is being saved for someone else”.

Looking away from you, Eddie nods his head “Wow…”.

Out of all the reactions Eddie could have had, this one surprises you. “Wow?” you repeat, creasing your brow “Wow what?”.

He tilts his head “Wow as in I’m amazed, I haven’t heard someone get something that wrong in a long time”. Eddie stretches out some of his words, putting extra emphasis on the ‘long’ part. Springing up onto his feet, he starts to pace in front of you as he airs out his thoughts.

“First off, I know a lot of people but that doesn’t mean I have a lot of friends, there’s a pretty big difference between that,” he clarifies “and you’re making a lot of assumptions here, I mean just because I have a few friends doesn’t mean they’re willing to come running to my rescue if I ever need them. Actually, it’s the opposite, you have no idea how many times they’ve left me to deal with a literal army of goblins when I wasn’t the dungeon master, I mean I know it’s something you’d presume would only happen once but nope! You’d be surprised how common that was”. Eddie throws his hands up in the air, about to continue his rant about D and D but he stops himself.

He clears his throat, suddenly feeling awkward again “Sorry, I uh… didn’t mean to start rambling about my goblin woes… but anyways, it doesn't matter how many people you have in your life or whether you get the privilege of sitting in the mouldy cafeteria that stinks of athletes, what matters is… well, ok I don’t know what exactly matters in this bizarre thing called life but it sure as shit isn’t any of that”.

It’s hard to tell if Eddie’s speech has really helped how you’re feeling but in the moment, it seems impossible to feel down in his presence. His passion oozes through his words, the way he mindlessly falls into ranting about past D and D games somehow making you feel at ease. 

Even when talking about how the jocks often stink up the cafeteria after practice, Eddie makes you giggle effortlessly and without realising it, your worries melt away.

This is a man known for his weirdness, often wound up like a clock with the ability to start monologuing about nearly anything. And yet that isn’t the person in front of you. Sure, you see some of those traits but he’s much kinder than what you’ve heard about him. 

Eddie feels your eyes watching him, turning to look at you again. “Not what you thought, huh?” he asks, dragging a few strands of his hair over his face to cover his smile. Breaking his eye contact, you gulp, trying to find the words to apologise and hope you didn’t offend him.

“Don’t worry, it happens,” he says before sighing dramatically, pretending to be sorrowful “I’m used to being a disappointment, I’m not the fully fledged demonic sadist the people of this godforsaken town take me for, nor am I a monster that steals candy from kids… well, I did once but I don’t think that counts”.

A smile tugs at your lips as you laugh, watching on as Eddie defends himself “I mean c’mon, it was a baby, he didn’t have any teeth so how the hell was he supposed to eat a chocolate bar? I was doing him a favour, it was probably a choking hazard!”.

You appreciate Eddie’s strange but funny sense of humour. “I’m joking, I’m joking, I didn’t actually steal candy from a baby” he clarifies before smiling mischievously “…or did I?”.

The more you laugh, the more confident Eddie feels, serotonin coursing through his body. To him, your laugh is like music to his ears.

You open your mouth to speak but the bell rings, signalling the end of lunch and the start of your afternoon classes. A sigh falls from your mouth and Eddie nods, knowing this means his time with you is over.

“I guess that’s my sign to bid you farewell,” he says, trying not to look too disappointed “I’ll leave you to gather yourself in peace, besides I was supposed to make a quick business deal during lunch and I don’t think they’ll appreciate me making them wait this long”.

“Oh, I didn’t know you had people waiting for you, sor-” before you can continue, Eddie puts up his hand to stop you. “Don’t bother apologising,” he protests “I had a much better time with you than I would have with them so if anything, I should be thanking you”.

Wandering a few steps closer to the bleachers, he rests his arm on one of the metal beams, looking through the gaps and out at the woods just past the school’s property. You shove your water bottle and some notebooks into your bag, getting ready for your next class.

“Actually, there is somewhere else you could go whenever you need some time to yourself” Eddie glances over his shoulder at you and gestures for you to come closer. Getting up off the ground, you sling your backpack over your shoulder and approach him. 

There’s a scent to Eddie though you can’t figure out what it is. It’s not what the other guys at school usually smell like, which is either drenched in cheap cologne or as if they haven’t showered in 6 months. It’s hard to pinpoint what it is, maybe a mix of multiple scents or maybe it’s his own distinct smell. There’s only one thing you are confident in and that’s how appealing the smell is, though you try not to concentrate on it too much, not wanting him to notice.

You peak through the gap, following Eddie’s finger as he points over towards the dark treeline. “You see over there? That opening?” he asks, gesturing to the gap in the trees “If you go through there and walk for a few minutes, there’s a clearing. It’s kinda nice, not as spooky as you’d think it is and there’s a picnic table so you won’t be sitting on the ground”.

Normally you wouldn’t take the advice of someone you barely know telling you about a supposed quiet area in a dark woods but for some reason, you trust Eddie. “Thanks, I’ll check it out sometime” you nod.

Glancing down at you, Eddie takes the opportunity to quickly study your face while you stare out at the woods. You have a pretty nose and he likes the shape of your eyes but what Eddie likes the most about your face is your smile. It looks so effortless when you smile and yet he knows it’s a rarity. Eddie can’t help but feel special for being the one to make you smile today, just when you needed cheering up the most.

Pulling your eyes away from the treeline, you look to Eddie and catch him staring at you. For a second, Eddie freezes before quickly clearing his throat and saying “Well, I should get going”. He gives you a quick, tight lipped grin before walking away.

Eddie walks a few paces, about to leave from under the bleachers when he suddenly stops and calls out your name. It catches you by surprise, until now you didn’t know Eddie knew your name. Looking back at you one more time, he adds “And for what it’s worth, I don’t think you’re a loser. You’re pretty cool actually”. And with that, Eddie leaves, hoping you didn’t notice how his cheeks had become a light shake of red.

Eddie doesn’t know why he hasn’t talked to you sooner. It was so easy speaking to you, as if you’re a friend he’s known for years. Of course he’s wanted to talk to you for a while now but Eddie never saw a proper opening to speak to you, putting more pressure on himself over time to make a decent first impression, something he never typically worries about. But now that he’s talked to you and managed to make you laugh too? A small, goofy smile forms on his face as he thinks back to the brief interaction he’s just had with you. Shaking his head slightly, Eddie tries to shake the smile off of his face.

You watch Eddie go until he’s out of sight. Well, that was someone you never expected to comfort you but you wouldn’t change it for the world. You were a stranger to him and he still made an effort to comfort you.

Although a lot of other students judge Eddie from what they see on the outside, you never judged him and yet you still feel as though you’ve underestimated him.

You clench your hand, suddenly remembering that you’re still holding something. Bringing your hand out in front of you, Eddie’s bandana comes into view. “Shit” you mutter, completely forgetting to give it back to him.

You feel kinda foolish for smiling at the bandana but it reminds you of him and it gives you hope that you’ll talk to him again soon, even if it’s simply to return his bandana.

Hearing some students pass by the bleachers, you snap back to reality and remember you have a class to get to. Shoving the bandana into your bag, you take a deep breath and leave, ready to take on the rest of your day.

[phxntomhives]

Welcome to my sideblog

That has most likely become my main one. But idk how to change main and second one. So yeah. So if you see @phxntomhives-98 it's still me. I just don't know why sometimes I can't switch accounts and sometimes I can.

I will try to keep this blog mostly related to Kuroshitsuji and twst but who knows what I will like next. From memes (mostly repost because I am not that funny) to theories you can find anything here.

I am not spoiler free BUT I try my best to protect the new fans and hide things under the cut. Unfortunately, I am human, so you may run into spoilers, I am truly sorry.

I am 25, she/her pronouns, INTP. I would love to get to know more people in the fandoms I am in, but eeeh my social skills are lacking. So feel free to hit my dms, I don't bite I promise. I am trying to make more moots/mutuals pls

Here most thing you can find me posting about/comments etc (under the cut because it became long ops)

Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler

Sebaciel shippers do not interact. I will just block and move on. If you see me liking one post tagged like that it's because I am stupid and I don't always read the tags, pls let me know and I will fix the problem.

Now that the important part is over: I AM SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW SEASON AAH. The Weston College arc is my favourite so I am very happy and it feels so nice to see my children here :3

I am up to date with the manga as well, so if you need to cry with someone, I am here. Sobbing.

My fave is Ciel, and Lizzie slander shall not be tolerated (half joking, you are free to dislike her but I am ready to fight at any time to defend her).

A couple of things you may want to check? If you are bored???

New manga chapter comments under: #Phxntomhives Kuro manga yapping

Analysis/theories

"The Parade of Battlers" song analysis

Finny grew up (chapter 211 spoilers)

Short analysis of the GFantasy May cover

The unlucky fate of the P4

Silly theory of the cricket's ending dance

Edgar sure is very much unlucky when it comes to life decision...

About Lizzie's anger (reblog theory)

Chapter 209 crack theory (to welcome denial)

Headcanons

P4 headcanons

My kuro AU, kuro AU pt 2

Gregory scream headcanons (kind of angst)

Pandora Hearts

Very new to the fandom and I understood like half of it. Anyway it's beautiful and you all should read it! Come cry with me!

Here some fresh thoughts after I read the last chapter

Vanitas no carte/The case study of Vanitas

Up to date with both anime and manga! And not so patiently waiting for each update. I miss them, I hope for a new chapter soon.

Twisted Wonderland (JP SERVER)

Up to date with main story and eons behind with the events ops. No I do not know japanese, tho I am trying to learn, but I started the game when that was the only version avaiable and I will not start again on eng server sorry. (Technically I have started but I had no more space on my phone and one had to go)

If you are curious about what I think about the story check #phxntomhives twst yapping (because I plan to type a lot and refuse to keep updating this list it's supposed to be pretty after all)

Theories

Events are canon. Part 2: wish upon a star.

Silver gets a title copium.

Tokyo Aliens

READ IT LEGALLY. FOR FREE. HERE I TELL YOU HOW.

WHY IS THERE NO FANDOM IT'S SUCH A NICE STORY. PLEASE GIVE IT A CHANCE.

I AM LIVING OF HALF A POST AND FANMADE TRANSLATION. HELP.

Parallels between Tokyo Aliens and Negai no Astro

Spoiler/Analysis from scans: chapter 41, chapter 42, chapter 43, chapter 44, chapter 45, chapter 46, chapter 47, chapter 48 (After I added these I basically took over the tags plsssss)

Dr stone

It's appearing more on my feed so I had the feeling I had to add this lol. I love it dearly, I finished the manga and I need to catch up with the anime. I am extremely worried about the rumored (?) new volume that is coming ngl

Negai no Astro

Damn, I am hooked.

Parallels between Tokyo Aliens and Negai no Astro

Aaand honestly many more, feel free to ask! If it helps, here is my not updated because it takes forever MyAnimeList! But I probably missed many of them so really, just come and ask.

I may drop some suggestions to read too sometimes, here they are

Suggestions for you <3

Why you should read Merry Marbling

If you like Negai no Astro or Tokyo Aliens PLEASE CHECK THE OTHER SERIE MENTIONED.

[firstdivisiongirl]

hi there <3 I’m hoping that you would be able to do a tokyo revengers matchup for me if its still open :)

my name is Samantha <3

my pronouns are she/her!

my personally type is ENFP!

my zodiac sign in virgo!

if i had to say what alignment i am, it would be chaotic neutral LMAO

im 5’7, slightly on the curvy side. i have long-ish, black curly hair and brown eyes. i wear round, black glasses. i have a couple of pierces and tattoos!

if you go on Pinterest and look up “Tumblr aesthetic 2014 grunge” and that is my dream aesthetic if i wasn’t so lazy - i only wear leggings and hoodies…

my favorite anime right now is Tokyo Revengers <3 also slightly obsessed with hazbin hotel and helluva boss

the games that my friends and i have played / play are - Twisted Wonderland and Obey Me

i have one cat and one dog <3

my favorite food is sushi! i also LOVE DR. PEPPER <3333 its like BAD

i feel like i dont have that many hobbies because i work ALOT. my friends say that i am a workaholic :( when Im at work, i basically run around like the world is going to end if that task isn’t done in the next two seconds. i have the mind set of “if you want things done right, you have to do it yourself” - which stresses me out and idk why I am like that HAHA

but when im not working, i love to write for my friends - mostly it will be about whatever fandom that we are into at the moment. (tbh i never end up finishing the stories because i get lazy haha).

my dream goal in life is to write angsty romance novel - like enemies to lovers (which is my FAVORITE TROUPE) and become an author.

as well, I am IN LOVE WITH MUSIC! every year that my Spotify wrap comes out my friends are SHOOK about how many different genres, artist and amount of time i listen to music for. for example, this year i listened to 75 different genres, 2,864 songs and 1,595 different artist!!

my top artist were : Pierce The Viel, Taylor Swift, Chase Atlantic, Rosenfeld, and Fall Out Boy :)

my top songs were : emergency contact, habits, this is why im hot, cardigan, and ceilings <3

my top genres were : pop, pop : indie, pop punk, rap, and alt z (whatever that is LMFAO)

this year i listened to : 32,897 minutes

my favorite thing to do is make playlist based on shows and characters to show my friends about how I feel <3

ive been told that i look very intimidating and mean, but once you get to know me im an uwu baby. that im very down to earth and emotional. but i make friends very easily - considering people have told me even though i look mean but i have an inviting aura which draws them in.

i’m pretty extroverted lol i make friends wherever i go and always see people i know whenever im out

i have a hard time expressing myself verbally. that whenever i try to tell someone how i feel about something, i start to get tongue-tie and stressed and upset. probably cause i feel too much at the same time :( so what i end up doing is just writing out how i feel and showing them (which is kind of rare lol)

but when Im talking about something that i love - Iiget loud LMFAO I start to talk with my hands more than i already do, i start talking very fast. then when i noticed that im doing that, i stop and apologize for being annoying HAHAH

my friends call me a tsundere (only applies with anime characters - not IRL people) because there will be a character that i cannot stand at first and then i will start to slowly like them and be VERY MEAN AND ANGRY ABOUT IT. eventually that character will turn into one of my favorite characters and i love them with all my heart - but will still be mad about it.

but tbh i’m such a hopeless romantic! if we’re dating i love you with all my heart.

my love language are : quality time, physical touch and words of affirmation. i will want to spend all my time with you. i am a very touchy person. words of affirmation is very important to me because i am very self conscious about basically everything about me *sigh* BUT IM TRYING TO WORK ON IT <3

SORRY I FEEL LIKE I WROTE SO MUCH! SORRY IF NONE OF THIS MAKE SENSE LOL

i hope you have an amazing day! stay cool

Hi there. I can’t stay cool because I’m not cool lol. It makes sense and it’s not too much. The more info the easier it is to find your perfect match. Idk how far you are in Tokyo Revengers. Let’s do this and I hope you enjoy.

You Got…

Kokonoi Hajime!!!!

He loves romance. (If you’ve seen season 3 you kind of get it). Love is something he really wants. And when he falls, he falls hard!

He works a lot too, so don’t worry about him getting mad at you.

He is patient and kind of a sweetheart. He wouldn’t get annoyed by your hand talking and getting passionate.

He’s been good friends with Inui (Inupi, Discount Sabo, etc. Boy has so many names lol!!!!), who does express himself much. He’d be able to figure it out and help as much as he could (his solution probably would include money).

He’d tell you he appreciates and loves you as much as he can. He can be a little emotionally constipated. He’ll probably also buy you stuff to show how much he cares.

If you love a character or band, expect lots of merch from him.

He’d love to hear your stories, especially angsty romance. He’s kind of an example angsty romance so…yeah.

I think you two would have similar music tastes and idk why. If he isn’t a Swiftie, I don’t know anything anymore.

[sigs-gurney]

I am a cis woman, but I have to say, being androgynous enough that others ask what my pronouns are or default to they/them when taking about me is incredibly gratifying. I am completely comfortable with who I am being afab and using she/her pronouns, but confusing people with my undercut, unusual jewelry, and more masculine clothing choice brings me joy.

For example; I had a pair of twin girls (around 7-8yrs old) at my work place the other day. One of them asked if I was their server, and I said “Yes ma’am,” and before I could finish the word “ma’am” the other chimed in and asked “Are you a girl?” Their parents immediately tried to shush them and apologize to me, but I was actually having a really having a shitty day before that and those girls made me laugh! I also had a younger millennial couple come up to the counter to get drink refills, and the guy said “yes sh—irm??” when I asked if he needed anymore ice. He was embarrassed, but again, it wasn’t malicious at all and it actually cheered me up that he was trying to correct himself

Idk if this enjoyment comes from experiencing people either just ignoring me by default or thinking that they can be casually rude towards me without any pushback when I present more “feminine”, but when someone stumbles over niceties while trying to gauge what flavor of queer I might be, I just feel like,

“HAHA! yES!!! I’ve caught you being a decent motherfucker IN 40K! How does it feel to be a GOOD PERSON??now HERE’s a suggestion to reduce that bill im currently ringing up for you!!!! C:< ”

or something like that.

I still identify as a girl and have never questioned my gender, but I like being such a visual litmus test. Like, I can tell what kind of person someone is just by the way they look at me. I like making queer people feel more comfortable at my workplace just with my unusual taste in clothing. It’s such a cool superpower. And turns out, the majority of people who don’t know what to think of me are just doing their best to be considerate. How amazing is that?

And those that aren’t are just bleachable piss stains I don’t have to bother with for very long, bc they usually end up saying something to me that warrants a ban from the store c:<

[awkwardtortilla]

my fellow they/them user, i am legally obligated to ask for some coming out to the quarry characters headcannons during this fine pride month-

I will not be discussing the incoherent excitement noises I made

Coming Out

I’m fucking in love with this. I’m sorry some of them might not be super long but I’m gonna put so much goddam effort into them bc I love the babies so friggin much

warnings: what the reader is coming out as isn’t specified; relationship isn’t specified either; none other than that really

Jacob

You, uh, might have to explain it to him

He supports you ofc no matter what it is but he’s still gotta double check

Like

“Really? Shit, dude, that’s great! …….what does that mean again???”

And he cocks his head to the side a lil like the puppy he is

He will listen as hard as he can to your explanation but might zone out at some parts

When he finally understands he’ll be even more supportive if that’s even possible

He would fuck someone up if they disrespected you

I have no doubt he would be the first to call or text to say happy pride month

“Do you want this?” Holding up any piece of rainbow merchandise

His intentions are pure I swear

Emma

Very very supportive

But not super loudly

Probably knows what it is no matter what

I mean she is a social media personality

Speaking of

She would NOT use you to gain likes or followers

She’d absolutely respect your pronouns when talking about you during streams, only messing up a couple times right after you came out

Would disrespectfully tell someone to respect your pronouns and/or sexuality if they did not do that

She would also take you out to do shit during pride month

Abigail

Would do a lil happy squeal when you tell her

And hug you (if you’re ok with that)

Abi would be so goddam proud of you and so honored you felt comfortable enough to tell her this

Would never mess up your pronouns or sexuality

Would death-glare anyone who did

Would send you the sweetest of texts to wish you a happy pride month

Nick

We didn’t see too much of his personality but he seemed sweet and like a good boy

So I feel like he’d be pretty supportive

Might also need you to clear up exactly what you identify as

He’d do a long “ohhhhhhhhhh” when it finally clicks

And then he’d be all excited and happy for you and say how seriously proud he is

He’d struggle with pronouns and/or name change at first but curse himself and apologize every time

I could see him forgetting that it’s pride month until a couple days in and then being like “oh shit sorry [your name] happy pride”

Then he’d ask if you wanted to go out and do anything for it

Dylan

Face lights up when you tell him

Smile that rivals the sun

So happy and excited and goddam proud

“Oh my god, [your name], that’s amazing! Congrats!”

Goes to wrap you in a big hug but hesitates and you’re gonna have to close the distance

Quickly relaxes into the hug and prolly picks you up a lil

Might screw up pronouns a lil but swears and apologizes and corrects it

Sends you a very excited, over the top message wishing you a happy pride month

Or maybe he calls and makes it unnecessarily formal like “tis your (boy)friend, Dylan, to wisheth a you merry pride month”

Ryan

“Oh. That’s cool.”

Not trying to be mean or rude just kinda… doesn’t know how he should respond???

When you seem to be getting uncomfortable he rushes to assure you that he supports you fully and is happy for you

But somehow digs him into a hole

But you understand and stop him and hug him

He slowly eases into it but when he’s cool it’s one of his great goddam hugs

Idk he just looks like he gives good hugs

Or really awkward ones

But either way you have his support and he will be very respectful of pronouns and/or name change and/or sexuality like the good boy he is

Probably forgets it’s pride month until someone else texts him which will remind him to text you

Nothing fancy either just a “happy pride month :)”

Kaitlyn

Big smile

“Oh my god, [your nameeeeee]! That’s great! I’m so happy for you.”

Maybe a side hug but nothing too over the top

She is very proud and loves you so much but won’t make a show about it

Will ABSOLUTELY respect you and your changes

“Happy pride bitch 🌈”

Buys you little pins and things with your flag on them

Max

He would have a bright smile but his eyes wouldn’t quite match

A lot like Jacob’s reaction

“Holy- that’s freakin awesome, [your name]! That’s, ah……. What’s that mean again, I’m sorry”

You’d explain and when he gets it he immediately perks up and is completely excited

Gushes about how great that is and how proud he is and how amazing you are

So honored you told him this

Takes him a bit to get used to your changes and feels so bad about it and apologizes so much

“Shit- I’m sorry” becomes a new catchphrase

But he eventually gets it and is lowkey proud of himself

Definitely wishes you happy pride month with a couple of cute emojis

Takes you out to celebrate if you wanna

Laura

Probably knows what you’re talking about

If not she’ll politely ask for you to

Expresses her happiness and how proud she is of you but not loudly or super enthusiastically

Will have a big smile tho

Also gives a cute lil side hug

Doesn’t mess up your pronouns or name save for a couple times

Sends a short but sweet “happy pride 🌈” text

Chris

We didn’t see much of Chris either but I think he’d be cool

A very supportive man

May need you to clarify and explain bc I doubt he’s keeping up with all the genders and sexualities

His reaction won’t really change after he gets it

“Ahh, okay. Gotcha. That’s great, kid, good for you.”

Genuine pride in his voice

Definitely screws up pronouns and names changes but apologizes and corrects himself

No happy pride text :,)

But will do a pride post on whatever social media platforms he uses

Travis

Definitely needs an explanation

But will not ask for one

Instead he’ll Google it on his own it later

“Oh, uh…. Congrats.”

Very awkward about it

But accepts you and maybe thinks of you different thanks to his upbringing

I mean he’s 56 and was raised by rednecks so while I don’t think he’d be homophobic I think he would need a little while to get used to everything

I’m sorry but it’s the truth

Might send you a happy pride text

Maybe

[sol-draws-sometimes]

Disc World bookclub thoughts- Monstrous Regiment

Pages 12-20

Okay @anna-neko … and all the other people that found me(tho I’ll be writing to Anna here)

Buckle up cause I actually read more, so there’s A LOT more text!

Before I start, I'm fully aware that the book's premise is that the whole regiment turns out to be women in disguised(except one being trans??? That happens at the end so I won't bring that up till I get there). But for ease of talking, I will he/him everyone until they've been she/her-ed. Plus, there are other characters, so I could accidentally she/her a man thinking they would be one of the undercover women. So yah, following the pronouns corresponding to where I am in the book.

I wrote everything on a notes app while listening/reading, and then organized it. So my "knowledge" will flip flop since different parts were written at different points of reading. Also I’m playing around with the best way to show quotes. Okay here are my thoughts loosely organized:

—Critiques—

Some critiques. I want to start of with them so that we can end on a high note. At first it was hard for me to get that there were scene changes happening. Most books usually leave large space b/w the paragraphs, but at least in this digital book, it just looks like a normal paragraph spacing. And the audio book doesn't indicate that there's a scene shift, so there were a couple of times that I got lost because I didn't realize there was a new scene. Though I think I finally got it down how he switches from scenes, so I should be fine.

Also while I do like that he just says stuff, for example, him introducing Polly’s guy name by writing, "At least, Polly climbed out of the window, but it was Oliver’s feet that landed lightly on the ground," instead of saying, "she decided to call herself Oliver Perks.” At times I do need a bit more guidance. I can pick up stuff with context, but, sometimes it threw me off. For example, with the igor, while I would've gotten it eventually, I just decided to google it, because I was too distracted being confused to actually pay attention to the dialogue if that makes sense???? So I mostly like how he seamlessly intergrates new info, but sometimes I do feel like I'm going in blind, or suffering for not knowing about the previous books. Tho I will say the vampire lore was intergrated well. It's nothing so bad that it ruins the book for me since it's mostly executed well.

Side tangent, but I actually started the book by listening to it, so I actually didn’t catch the Olly name until I got to this line, “…but Polly was known to all the ferrymen by sight and the guard would want to see her permit to travel, which Oliver Perks certainly didn’t have.” I like this line! I mostly like when he does it, but yah, I get confused sometimes.

Okay on to stuff my other thoughts!

Short quippy stuff

Hee hee foreshadowing!

There was no question of anyone getting undressed.

I love that her nickname is Ozzer

Don't cry challenge(impossible)

AAAAH SHE GOT CAUGHT.

Nothing quippy, just a funny line:

Ugh. I hate strappi I hate Strappi I hate Strappi. Me and the boys hate Strappi.

You said these books are very pop-cultury. I'll say these aged well because I don't think I've caught any pop culture reference(or maybe I have without realizing) and I still find the book funny and it makes sense to me. So uh yah, go Terry Pratchett I guess.

—Longer thoughts—

Am I viewing everything as an American, or is this a reference to don't ask, don't tell??? I don't think so cause nothing else about it is queer coded and also Terry Pratchett is British, so there would be no reason for him to talk about that. My brain just short-circuited because it's a military book and I'm American 🙃

Thoughts on Maladict—

Maladict carries around silver-gilt coffee engine (which icon behavior) so idk how allergic he is to silver. Is he lying about the silver allergy or does he just suck it up for some coffee (cause if he does, again King behavior). I think my fav soldier rn is Maladict (can you tell???). Polly think's she's cool, but he's the actually cool one. Love his whole "even though I'm sobre from humans, it doesn't mean I can't/won't seriously fuck you up." I love when writers explore ethical vampires/vampires blending in with humans (I really should read vampire books).

I think the whole black ribbon thing is cool! I think there's a book that follows a vampire??? If you're down(and it makes sense), I'd love to read one of the vampire books since I'm already so intrigued by vampire society! Obviously after I'm done with this book

Thoughts I wrote about Jackrum—

Damn Jackrum has to keep telling Strappi to ease on the racism.

I like how Sargent Jackrum asked Polly if she was fine with fighting Strappi. I knew that his whole "stop being racist" is more of a "WE NEED MEN" than him actually caring about fantasy racism™️, or that's how I saw it at first at least. But now, I think there's a genuine side of kindness to him. So I'm excited to see more of that (be it, seeing more of his softer side or being proven wrong).

ALSO WHILE WRITING IN POLLY’S SECTION, I REALIZED THAT JACKRUM PROBABLY KNOW SHE'S A WOMEN!!!! Oh shit, maybe corpol too???? Definitely Jackrum I think!

"What's that?" said the corporal. "My signature," said Polly… "You can read and write, too?" said the sergeant, glancing up at them and then back to her.

THEY GOT SURPRISED THAT SHE KNEW HOW TO READ AND WRITE (an abomination for women). Also... I might have gotten slightly spoiled trying to draw Jackrum. I didn't read anything but I saw girl fanart of him???? I mean, I guess he's also part of the troop, I thought it was just the soldiers. HE MIGHT BE MYSTERY PERSON!!!! Anyways, this is for future me to figure out… So that's probably why he's nice to her. NOW I'M EXCITED TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT HIM. Before I got to the scene where Polly fights, I drew this cause I thought it was funny, while being slightly out of character. But now, I think this not that out of character (I'll have to see). Anyways have this shitty little doodle.

Thoughts on Polly—

I was very slow to realize that Polly's from Borogravia. As for why Polly joined, Polly definitely doesn't believe the propaganda, so my best guess is that she's going to try and find Paul. Reading about her missing Paul absolutely broke my heart. Though it's very interesting how also she was raised.

Also I got so scared when she got caught even tho I knew it would happen eventually, just didn't think it would happen THIS early in the book! I knew the moment mysterious person gave Polly the sock. I find it funny how Polly was like, “damn I thought I was cool mysterious kid". Her inner monologue is pretty funny.

I didn't ask you for one, Polly thought, quite annoyed at being taken for being a frightened young lad when she was sure she'd come over as quite a cool, non-ruffled young lad.

Also I'm pretty sure mystery person is a girl, cause I know the permis of the book so it makes this line funny

"Why, is this the escutcheon of Her Grace the Duchess I see in front of me?" said the whisperer. "Well, it won't be in front of me for long. Beat it ... boy."

Wrote this section on mystery person before the realization 🧍🧍🧍. Now I don't know. AAAAAAAAH.

Also, I'm glad that Polly gave Strappi a taste of his own medicine. Tho Private Parts is kinda funny 🏃🏃🏃. Insert: "that's a good joke, a great joke even, but I'm gonna have to ask you to stop,” audio. Seriously tho, it's pretty cool how Polly's experiences from her childhood with her dad and the other soldiers has helped her to blend in at this point. She was funny when she was like:

"I'll try not to hurt him either, Sarge," said Polly, and then cursed herself for the idiot bravado. It must have been the socks talking.

I read it twice and listened to it a 3rd time, since I had to write this and I laughed each time. I can't believe I find this dick joke so funny, I'm truly an immature child. Also fuck man. The way Polly saw people die, or just the discussions of how wars fucks people up. I have nothing insightful to say. Just, man, war's rough (<- biggest understatement of the century).

Other Book thoughts—

One thing I wasn't expecting, was for the crew to be made up of so many fantasy™️ creatures. But that one is fully on me since the book is called monstrous regiment. I guess I was so focused on what I've heard about the book, that I just completely glazed pass that. I see that there is some fantasy racism™️, so hopefully that's done well. I'm not saying it's always bad, but a lot of time people try to do metaphors, but it falls apart (ex: monster=racism allegory, when one of the characters is literally Mexican (and is brown). I'm not naming the name of the show on purpose). I do think it can be done well when you take the more, "prejudice is a thing, this is how it would play out with these creatures," and you don't make it a one-to-one with any particular minority. I feel like that's a more productive criticism of bigotry that can be applied to minority groups. I mean, I think there can be some one-to-one allegories that make sense, but it needs to be done carefully. I hope I'm making sense. But so far, I don’t see anything that bothers me. Just have my guard up a bit.

—✨Deeper✨ Thoughts on the book—

I kinda alluded to this in the previous review but yah, it's very interesting how Terry Prachet writes about war. I mean, I'm only 18, so I won't pretend to know much about the world, but I think this book has very strong themes about the dangers of nationalism and what not. And obviously he exaggerates it in the book, but it can be applied to a lot of modern situations. Side tangent, but I'm not really a patriotic person. I'm glad that my country has provided me better opportunities than my parent’s country, but I've always seen being so patriotic to a fault very weird. Also, this is clearly a criticism of the monarchy. "God save the duchess" like, come on. Down to this religious fervor they treat the duchess with, that they pray to it. I feel weird commenting too much, since I'm not as connected/involved/know too much about the politics of the monarchy (I mean technically the US is an ex-British colony, but rn relationship b/w the US and the UK is way better than other countries with the UK). All I'll say is that I don't care how nice she was, she was a colonizer and the monarchy has and continues to harm people to this day. Also back to nationalism, I've always hated the whole "people from this country suck". Like maybe the government sucks but you can never ascribe what the country does to the people of said place.

Honestly I feel weird commenting on this book in general, because I have barely any religious experience, haven't been too exposed to war, nor am I British (I mean this more in respect of the whole monarchy thing). Also, even though I'm a woman, I haven't felt much sexism. Like no cat-calling, most of the people respect me. Besides, "normal sexism," aka unconscious bias stuff like, "strong men help me pick the heavy stuff,” I don't think I have had any notable experiences of sexism or have seriously felt it in my life. So I feel like I can't give any deep observation about sexism or religion besides, yup that sounds right! Same with any the politics about war than, yup nationalism bad! I'm really aware that I'm just an 18 yr old who doesn't know much cause young people think they know everything (I mean that gets thrown a lot to invalidate young activists but there is a kernel of truth of: less experience=less knowledge of the world). Basically, I am noticing deeper themes in the book, but don’t expect me to talk about these parts if the book too much, because I don’t think I have anything productive to add. I just feel super unqualified to comment on much of this, and like I could be wrong about 100 different things I just said.

Umm… with that being said,

—Some quotes that I thought were interesting but I can't articulate why rn—

"At Paul's insistence, she'd read the whole of 'From the Mothers of Borogravia!!' to him, including the bits about heroes and there being no greater good than to die for your country. She wished, now, she hadn't done that. Paul did what he was told. Unfortunately, he believed what he was told, too."

"Several copies of the pamphlet seemed to have reached every home, even so. It was very patriotic. That is, it talked about killing"

"She'd learned to read and write after a fashion because the inn was big and it was a business and things had to be tallied and recorded. Her mother had taught her to read, which was acceptable to Nuggan, and her father made sure that she learned how to write, which was not. A woman who could write was an Abomination Unto Nuggan, according to Father Jupe; anything she wrote would by definition be a lie."

"She'd be funny just as long as she was useless, and safe as long as she was funny." Ugh yah, some men get really threaten by women being better than them

Misc—

Thank goodness for the audio book. I love when authors write in the accents, I think it creates character and it's very creative... but I'm terrible at trying to understand what they're saying. I've been doing a mixture of audio book only, audio book plus text, and just reading text. Anyways, I was reading a line Strappi said where he was mocking Maladict and I literally couldn't understand it until I listened to that part later when I could use my headphones again.

"Private Bloodfnucker hnas a fnord, Fnargeant," he said accusingly.

This was the line btw. All hail audiobooks everyone 🧎🧎🧎

Also damn digital books and audio books help me actually pick up the book and it makes it a lot less intimidating. I like reading but, sometimes my brain views it as a chore. Like I used to start books, LIKE THEM, and then proceed to NOT finish them. I have been using audiobooks in the past but it was while reading the book, and almost never just the audiobook (unless I had didn't finish a chapter in time for class). But man, actually leaning into how my brain works makes it easier. Who would've thought! (Like I always forget how useful hearing the text it, even though I have been using this tip for years). So yah, even though I think I prefer the experience of physical books, I need to just let myself read the easiest ways to me. Audiobook only, has been nice since it takes the least amount energy, but it is the hardest for me to understand, especially if it gets too flowery/lore-y. So warning, I’ll miss small details because of this. I usually go back and skim the parts I did audio only, but I’ll still miss stuff.

Also, I'm using hoopla(and when the 21 days are up, my libby ver of the text should be available), but tip! If you like to annotate, download books on PDFs and annotate using the comments. Honestly, great with research papers too! I love to highlight with different colors and then you filter the annotations, amazing really. Obviously you can do this in irl books but I like that I can write more in the comment section thingy than in the margin of books.

But yah! I'm liking the book so far. I like how Terry Pratchett writes and I like Polly as a mc.

I will add alt text some other date cause I don't have the mental energy rn. If someone besides Anna find it and wants them, just @ me in the comment and I'll @ you when I finish this Also gonna add links to the previous and next review for better organization.

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[cheddar-inq]

three more scug designs!

btw usually ill refer to slugcats just with they/them pronouns but some of them will use pronouns like he/him or she/her depending on my personal headcanons for them i think arti and hunter use any pronouns but use she/her the most, rivulet uses he/they, and spearmaster uses any but primarily they/them idk man its just how i see them, call any of them whatever you like !!!!

anyways

monk is one of the few slugcats in the group with no glowing whatsoever, instead being able to grow flowers on their back these flowers can be picked without hurting monk, and if gifted to any creature will remove any hostility that specific creature has towards whoever gave it to them. the effect stays even if the flower is lost, and the flower doesnt mean the creature wont go back to being hostile.

its kind of like. "wow this is a great gift ok i wont beat the shit out of this person" and if you arent treating said creature kindly it will go right back to hating/wanting to eat you

monk is always at max karma and can grow karma flowers (although pretty rarely) alongside the normal ones. the karma flowers dont have the same effect as the normal flowers, just. normal karma flower !!

theyre pretty quiet, but super friendly and hate seeing people fight. they suck at breaking up fights, though, and usually just end up trying to find somebody else to break it up

bros also really short thank you for your time

monk uses he/she pronouns

next up is artificer !!

artificer, along with a couple others like hunter and spearmaster, does most of the protecting for the group.

although capable of glowing, its not something she can do easily and its not something that really worth trying to do

Along with her normal explosion jumps/explosions, she can do a MASSIVE explosion which stuns and/or kills any creature in a pretty large radius. usually if theres a lot of creatures in one spot she'll go in, explode once or twice, and then come back so she doesnt stun/hurt any of the scugs in the group.

she can use the massive explosion once, maybe twice before needing to lie down and cool down. using it causes her scars to start glowing a bit and smoking and they get very hot which hurts arti a lot, so she doesnt use that explosion very often, only when she really needs to.

her usual explosions often work fine if she overheats from any of her explosions it has the same effect, but it starts a lot slower and just keeps building up- faint glowing, getting hotter, and starting to smoke

shes very protective over the others (at least, the ones she likes) and struggles a lot with keeping her emotions in check, as she has a habit of getting worked up over things and needing to sit down and calm herself down for a bit.

arti uses any pronouns, she/her preferred (she and hunter are partners. love them)

aaand hunter !!

Hunter is based on a lantern mouse in terms of design. when sleeping, relaxed, or in bright spaces, she looks like the first design (dark red/orange-red one), but in dark places or when feeling a strong emotion they kind of "pop" to the lighter form and constantly glow (like a lantern mouse), their eyes and tail tip glow the most (eyes also get slightly lighter in color)

hunter is fairly serious but likes to slip jokes into conversation while keeping a straight face and not changing their tone at all, just to see if anyone will notice

shes usually hanging out near artificer

has the rot (of course how could i not) and sometimes it'll start to effect him more than usual, causing them a lot of pain and making it hard to walk. if it gets bad enough she can just collapse and wait for it to wear off enough for them to get up again

hunter uses any pronouns, she/they preferred (eheheh artihunter)

edit rq to mention: hunter does have scars, but theyre too dark to see on the darker ver and the glow from the other ver hide them (aka i forgot to unhide the layer with scars so here we are)

artihunter doodle next