#it's still redish but...less

[autism-corner]

idk if my new hair colour actually looks good or if its just because i washed my hair :/

[1tsstargaze59]

College AU Chapter 4 DROP 🧡💜

Sorry I didn't write for this AU in a while ^^" I got writers block TvT Then it was exam period in college and then the holidays- *oof* BUT IM BACK NOW, AND 2 CHAPTERS AWAY FROM THE END!!!

Actually, this chapter was inspired by @eechytooru 's artwork, same as the rest of the AU lol, but I mean specifically the doodle where they're playing chess in this post

(Do you guys have any idea how far I had to scroll to get this link??? XD) Anyway, you'll see why JSUT READ QISBWKSO-

Chapter 4 : Checkmates

Anne and Saddie, arms linked, walked up to the chess club doorstep one peaceful Monday afternoon. Anna had figured fewer people stay past class hours on Mondays, so there would be a lot less pressure. Having prepared herself for this, she felt a surge of energy throughout her body, and she had a smile from ear to ear.

"Thank you again, Saddie. You know, you really didn't need to accompany me, though."

"I'll be honest and say it was more for my nerves than your own," she admitted.

Anna-lee chuckled, "Thank you. I'll see you tomorrow morning!" She waved goodbye to her senior and opened the door. The bright light of the room pouring into the hall.

Sitting at the front desk of the club was a smiling woman. She wore a knee-length blue dress with a subtle star pattern over a white t-shirt and a pair of blue ballerinas. The outfit was accessorized with a cute beaded necklace. Her blonde roots stood in harsh contrast to her bright blue pixie cut. Her style was so distinctive that Anne had no problem recognizing her. Her smile spread across her face just a little bit more.

Once the woman laid eyes on her, she sprang out of her seat and grabbed her hand to shake it excitedly, "Hello!!! Oh my gosh, I've heard so many good things about you! It's so nice to finally meet you!"

"You have?," she asked, her voice shaking, "That's great, but hm- what was your name again?"

"Oh, I'm sorry! I can get ahead of myself sometimes; I'm Jocelyn, Jocelyn Meyer, but you can just call me Joy."

"It's nice to meet you too, Joy! Great name, by the way," Anna-lee pointed out.

"Thanks," she humbly accepted the compliment, "I'm assuming you came to check out the club! Would you like a tour, or are you good exploring on your own?" She offered.

"Well– " Anna leaned to her right side, checking out the room behind Joy.

On the left, there were students having coffee and playing card games, comfortably sitting on an assortment of sofas. To her right, a row of tables had more serious students playing a variety of board games, including chess. The entrance's bright yellow light dimmed into a redish hue that gave the rest of the room the air of a casino night. At the very back, Frederick sat at a desk, cabinets, full of board games and other knick-knacks standing tall behind him. He was bent over a ton of paperwork, his eyes darting between two copies, marking notes from time to time in red ink.

"I wouldn't mind an explanation as to why the chess club has much more games than I would have anticipated?" questioned Anna.

"Great question!" The two walked into the club, on their way to the back of the room, "A few years back, we really were just 'the chess club' up until the previous director took her maternity leave. You must know her since she's in your department : Saddie?"

"Yes! She guided me here, actually. I mean, aside from Fred, who's mentioned it in passing," she chuckled nervously.

Jocelyn’s eyebrows frowned and her lips perked.

"What?" Anne asked, her voice shaky, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, nothing. I'm just still surprised he didn't mention it more considering taking Saddie's place was no small feat. The humble bastard," she elaborated.

Before she could explain further, they had reached Fred’s director’s desk. Anne had a perplexed look on her face. She lifted a finger up to her lip. 

“Fred, could you shed some light on that for me?” asked Joy, but the question flew right past him as he continued his correction work. The girls shared a confused look before Joy hit the desk lightly with both her hands, “Fred?” she repeated, raising her voice ever so slightly.

The man jolted back before looking up. In an instant, his face flushed, his shoulders tensed, and he jumped out of his office chair, hitting his knees on the desk. The yell he stuffed down came out as a squeal. He fell back into his chair, holding his knees as it rolled back, breathing in through his teeth. Anna-lee hid her agape mouth behind her hands, and Joy scrunched her teeth.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” she apologized, “Are you ok?”

“Yup! Give me a moment,” he took a deep breath before standing up straight and waving 'hello' with an embarrassed look on his face, “Hi Anna-lee.”

Anna smiled nervously, returning his little wave. Joy side-eyed her and smirked, “Fred, why haven't you explained to Miss Tyson how you got this position?”

“I... I don't really like to brag,” he responded honestly, returning swiftly to his work.

"Aw, it's not a brag! It's like, like... history! Of the chess club! Come on, tell her!" Joy poked his arm.

Anna-Lee's face lit up, "I like history!"

Fred sighed before explaining without looking away from his paperwork, "When a director leaves their post, the members of the chess club play a chess tournament in which the winner gets to become the new director-"

"He won the last tournament and hasn't lost a single match since!" Joy cheerfully finished his tale, clapping her hands together, proud of him.

Frederick's face flushed red, his eyes rolled in annoyance, and he smiled. Anna-lee looked at him in awe. Then, her brow frowned nefariously, "How offended would you be if I said I didn't believe you?"

He looked up at her again, this time with a serious look on his face, “... Is that a challenge?”

The next thing they knew, they were sitting face to face at a table in the center of the room, the chess board printed onto its surface, patiently awaiting the war of pawns. Jocelyn and a few club members as their audience. The tension in the room was slightly off. Everyone could foresee the outcome of the match, yet Anna-Lee's pure excitement and general brash attitude still had the small audience shaking with anticipation. Joy was referee; she flipped a coin to determine who goes first. Fred guessed his head, Anna guessed tails. The coin landed on tails, so she moved her pawn first. He did the same on his turn. The back and forth went on for five very silent, very focused turns, at least for Anne, who knew who she was up against and tried to do her best. Fred calmly swirled the coffee in his mug after every move, taking a sip from time to time, a smile plastered on his face.

“Checkmate,” he whispered after his fifth turn, having moved the black rook diagonally to the white king.

“Huh? But- Huh,” she scratched her forehead and threw her hands in the air, “I lost.”

Everyone sighed knowingly and casually went back to their own games, “Well, Joy did try to warn you. Hopefully, this didn’t upset you... and you still want to hang out in the club?” asked Fred, nervously hiding his face behind his mug. 

Anne reached over the table and grabbed his left hand, holding it with both of hers, “Let’s play again,” she said dryly, a fire burning in her eyes. 

He looked over at Joy, hoping she’d have something comforting to say or do, but she simply shrugged and went back to the front desk, leaving the two alone, more or less. He smiled at Anna, his eyebrows shaking nervously. 

They played for so long; they had lost track of time. At first, he counted the games he’d won, but he stopped counting after 12; determining that she wouldn’t stop playing until she’d defeated him... He tried giving her tips, but she wouldn’t listen to any of them, saying she preferred to figure it out on her own. Fred couldn’t help but feel bad, not only because playing against a novice this many times made him feel pity, but also because he was genuinely enjoying seeing her plan her moves and get excited over even the slightest bit of progress only to fail anyway and get frustrated. Every time Anna failed, however, it just fueled her passion more. She was frowning almost the entire time, but he thought she looked adorable regardless. Fred silently smiled to himself. Her king piece fell over and over until the club room was left completely empty.

“I don’t mean to interrupt, um, whatever is going on here-” Joy walked up to them, waving her hands at the situation.

“It’s war,” clarified Anna-lee, a straight look on her face.

Joy giggled, “Sure! But um, it’s getting late, and I’d like to head home now.”

“Oh my gosh!" Anna yelled, looking down at her watch, "6PM?? I’m so sorry! I’ll leave now!” She jumped out of her chair and grabbed Jocelyn’s arms, hugging her as thanks, then swiftly running straight out the door. Before she left, however, she peeked her head through the door to say one last thing : "BUT! Don’t think this is over, Frederick! I will defeat you! MARK MY WORDS!” And she slammed the door shut.

The math teachers were left speechless. Fred swirled his mug one last time.

“Hey~ looks like someone's made a rival,” Jocelyn teased him, hitting his left arm with her elbow.

Fred tried to take a sip of his cup, but his tongue was left dry, “I think I’m gonna need more coffee.”

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For the next few days, Anna-lee showed up at the chess club after class, asking Fred for at least one match, to which he’d concede. She became an official member after her third day. Their games got progressively longer. She’d smile at him every time he realized she'd made unexpected progress, but no matter what technique she tried, Anne would always lose. Despite this, Anna-lee loved playing against him. Something about the competition, the goal she’d set for herself, made her feel alive. She had researched the history of chess and various chess strategies on her own time; spending hours sitting in her bed, curled up over her computer screen, reading. If she was to play against anyone else, she would most likely win, or at least she likes to believe that she could, but ultimately, she didn’t want to beat anyone else. She wanted to defeat Fred. Anna hasn’t had this much fun in a while. Now, when she enters the club, she feels right at home. Where she belongs. The red velvet walls give her a warm, comforting embrace. 

She sat at the chess table in front of Fred once more, holding out a coin.

“I’m ready when you are,” he said.

Anna flipped the coin, guessing heads. It landed on tails.

“Darn!” she cursed under her breath, which made Fred laugh.

The black and white checkered pattern of the board matched his sweater vest. Oftentimes, as silly as it sounded, Anna wondered if it gave him some sort of advantage. It almost seemed like every piece on the board was on his side, like she was playing against the game itself. Perhaps it was just an impression she got from not looking at him- enough? Her eyes darted up at him, and she was reminded why she so rarely does so. His dark eyes seemed to have no end. It was as if looking straight up at a clear night sky, the endless sea of stars glistening with hope. She swallowed and looked back down at the game; shaken by how much she had to live up to. In a sharp move, she shoved her bishop across the board; seeking some kind of struggle from him. Instead, he smiled and moved his rook, taking her bishop. Anne scoffed, face flushed.

“Sorry Madam. I will say, you’ve gotten much more confident with your moves,” he shrugged his shoulders ironically.

“That’s not fair. You distracted me!” she playfully pointed at him, her yelling grabbing the club members’ attention.

“How?” he chuckled.

“Huh-" shit-, "with your wits! I guess-”

"...True, I am a scientific calculator; you’re more like a novel,” he boldly stated.

“Huh?” Anna-lee muttered.

The room fell silent.

“I, wait, I mean-”

He scrambled with his words, trying his best to piece together an apology, but it was too late. As seconds passed, the silence in the room rang louder and louder in Anna's ears until she was deaf with anger, “No, you’re right! And you know what? You can have your win! We both know how this ends anyway, right?! Screw the rules, screw your stupid club rules : I FORFEIT!” 

Anna-lee grabbed her things and stormed out the door faster than anyone could process what had just happened. Fred cowarded in his seat, frozen by fear and shame. A dark, misty cloud closed in around him, causing him to shiver.

“Hey,” Joy said, placing her hand on his shoulder.

He looked up at her, speechless.

“I know you didn’t mean what you said, but then... why?”

All he could do was shake his head.

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It's been a few days since the two have spoken, and Fred still feels awful about it. Anna-lee had been avoiding him, missing their usual meet-up times on tuesdays and ignoring him in the halls. The only moments she even acknowledged his presence were at the chess club. She came in every other day to challenge him to a match, but only under the condition they did not speak during the game. He had no idea why he kept accepting this. He needed to talk to her about this, but if he did, it would break her trust, and she'd probably stop going to the club at all. He'd never see her again... over a game of chess? No. This was his fault. He had to fix this. He had a plan, but he had a strong suspicion that she was not going to like it.

Tuesday, after his class, he stayed in the classroom for as long as necessary. Just as he thought, Anna-lee showed up 15 minutes before her class began, way past their usual meeting time. When she entered the room, her eyes widened at the sight of him, and as she spun around to leave, her face frowned.

"Wait! Anna-lee, can we talk?" Fred rushed to meet up with her in the hall.

"What is there to talk about, Fred?!" She turned around to face him, "I thought I was finally getting closer to you, being curious about an interest of yours, but clearly, I was wrong to think we could even be- compatible, since you've shown you don't actually respect my discipline!"

"I didn't mean any of that!"

"I don't care! All I want is an apology!"

"But you yelled at me and ran out without letting me apologize! And you're doing it again! How am I supposed to make it up to you if you won't even TALK to me!?"

Anna was taken aback. She was speechless.

"... Will you please listen to me?"

"OK- go on."

"I didn't mean to insult your discipline. If you know me at ALL, you know how much I respect youand I'd never insult you intentionally. I was trying to come up with a... a 'roast'? You know, playful banter, like we usually have, but I said the first thing that came to mind, and I didn't think about what I was saying until... well until I had said it," his voice got weaker and shaky as he explained, his body folding in on itself.

Anna's face softened, and she stepped closer to him.

"I'm sorry. It was never my intention to insult you or your intelligence..." With his next thought, he gained some of his spirit back, "Actually, you're one of the smartest people I know."

She looked a little surprised at first, but then she smiled.

"You're smart and funny," he complimented her, slowly holding out his hands to grab hers and gently guiding her closer to him, "And if we ever were to get lost in a crowd of people, I know I'd always be able to pick you out amongst them, because you are radiant."

Anna-lee giggled, her laugh causing her to lean onto him, "Oh Fred, never change," she gave him a hug and sighed before pulling away to look at him, "You're right, I'm sorry I didn't speak to you sooner. I let my feelings get in the way of problem solving, and it just left both of us in an uncomfortable situation. I was acting childish - c-could you forgive me?" Her voice cracked, and her eyes shined. She clung into his sleeves nervously.

"Of course! So long as you forgive me," he raised his left eyebrow, tilted his head, and smirked.

Anna-lee chuckled, "Don't waste my time! I have a class to give!" She pulled away from him and walked up to the door.

"But you do forgive me, right?"

"Yes, Fred, I do."

"Great! I'll see you... after class? At the chess club?"

"Yes sir! And you better be prepared for the match of a lifetime!" She threatened him playfully.

Fred smiled, a sappy, enamored smile, as he walked away, wishing 3 hours could pass by as quickly as 3 seconds would.

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"Prepare yourself, Fred, 'cause I'm about to rock. Your. World!" warned Anna-lee, sitting across her opponent at the chess table.

"Should I be scared or intrigued?" asked Frederick with a shaky voice, making sure he was in the right mindset before the game.

"Preferably : both."

"OK, good. Then consider me prepared!"

(Author's note: GET A ROOM!!!!!)

Every member of the chess club was present for the match, impatiently leaning in to watch the show. Joy was very excited for this particular match, as her friends had finally gotten back to their usual banter. She refereed once more, flipped a coin and determined Anna would go first.

With each turn, the tension in the air strung itself just a little tighter. Fred was smiling like a dork at first, happy to be playing with her like normal again, until he realized that she was taking quite a few more of his pieces then he'd like. Did his feelings get in the way of his strategizing? They haven't gotten in the way before; what gives? Everytime he made a move, Anne swiftly countered it. Eventually, he understood : Anna-lee was using his own technique against him. His face melted into a frightened shock, his mouth agape. When she saw this, she smiled devilishly. He looked up at her, his hands starting to shake nervously, then back down at the board. He swallowed. The tables had turned. A drop of sweat trailed down his jawline. The back and forth went on for five more very silent, very focused turns, at least for Fred, who knew what he was up against and had no idea how he could win. Anna-lee calmly moved her pieces, a smile plastered on her face.

"Checkmate!" She shouted and jumped out of her seat once her queen had finally, finally cornered his king. The whole room burst into cheers and hugs; she had accomplished what they'd all thought to be impossible!

"YA!!! I have been waiting to use these for so long!" Jocelyn jumped at Anna, throwing a cape around her shoulders and placing a handmade paper crown on her head, which filled her heart with joy. With all the club members surrounding her and congratulating her, Anna's cheeks started to hurt from how hard she was smiling, a tear almost forming in her eye.

Fred was still sitting down; leaning over the board in disbelief. He lay his head in his left hand and picked up his king piece; sliding it over next to her queen piece, "Congrats," he said, in awe of her. Soft. Humble.

Anna-lee blinked twice and froze; her breath was cut short. For just a moment, everything else ceased to be. For just a moment, she looked into his eyes and got lost in them again.

Chapters: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6

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The chapters only get longer from here, sorry gang XD

Redraw reward of my doodle from the last chapter as a thx for reading uvu🧡💜

[mithykster]

OC post time! As I am developing these characters I try to lay down their face shapes and their clothing. Especially this girl here is super fun to draw :) The uniqueness of her face makes me very happy, but it also adds some difficulty. In earlier sketches, I think I managed to make her look a bit more ferocious by lowering her forehead and I think somehow making her face more blocky and eyes more sunken? I wasn't quite able to replicate it, but I do wonder if this is more fun. I do really like the softness of her cheeks and I love the receding chin. It's such a cool feature :) Let me know what you think!! Should she look more like the warrior she is?

For her clothing, I think a muted red suits her well, and white and yellow accents always complete the look. However, somehow especially redish hues do not transfer from my drawing tablet to my image saving at all! I've noticed it's less of a problem with other colours, but red loses absolutely all vibrancy. Here I even put on a correction layer for like 80 percent more saturation.. I already followed some advice on colour settings but I was wondering if other people knew some more about this.

She's quickly becoming a favorite character of mine, although I have to say she still has to be developed a lot. I think her role in the overall story will be super fun to watch unfold.

[echolonely]

Vapourer moth - Mothtober 6

The Vapourer moth, Orgyia antiqua, is native to Europe and can be found up until near the arctic.

It has a astonishing particularity: while the male arbours beautiful redish-brown wings with bright white spots, the female is actually flightless and only has vestigial wings. She spends her whole life attached to her cocoon. This moth does not feed which makes their adult life very short :/

The males can be seen flying around during the day, between July and October.

About the drawing

As I started the week of the 20th in advance because I'll be off for work, I'm almost at the mid point of this challenge....so the motivation is starting to be affected. It was hard to start this one, but it turned out to be probably my favorite one so far. I love the colors and texture especially, and I'm glad I tried something different for the decor. I'd probably change it a little bit to be less symetrical but eh, still pretty.

[yuristarz]

Hello! Welcome to the first real chapter of Krampuslauf. I know i just posted the prolouge a bit ago, but I'm so excited about this concept right now that I just had to continue writing. I hope you guys like this one!

Prolouge

(English is not my first language so sorry for any mistakes)

🌲Krampuslauf(1/?)🌲

Summary:

A nice Christmas getaway, this is what this should've been. An out from your regular stressful life, but things quickly turn from sweet to sour after a certain someone or something invites himself into your life.

A König x fem!reader fanfic inspired by the folktales of Krampus

Disclaimer: he talks about hurting reader but not in detail!!!

This is an 18+ story, so minors please dni!

The bathwater is luke warm when you get out, the wine glass is empty and you're well relaxed. After taking one of the fluffy towels you wrap it tightly around yourself and go towards the sink it's time to get ready for bed. Your luggage can wait, you'll have time for that tomorrow.

Reaching the master bedroom after quickly pulling your pajamas out of your suitcase you smile to yourself. This bedroom is a massive upgrade from yours back home. A king-sized bed a great view and even a fireplace. Yeah you can definitely manage with this place.

Falling into the bed felt like falling on a cloud, soft, warm, and fuzzy. The amounts of blankets and pillows comforting to the touch. Immediately the exhaustion sets in, the jetlag and the long drive finally catching up. After getting comfortable you quickly fall into a dream-less sleep.

You made it almost pitifully easy for him to stalk you. Leaving your curtains open like this, like you want someone to watch you be so vulnerable. His masked head tilts as he focuses on you. Leaning against the windowsill, his eyes glowed an ominous redish blue through the two holes at the front.

After a while of watching you a thought made its way to his head, he could just break in right now...do horrible things to you, unspeakable even. Make sure after he's done with you, people will fear him again. No, not tonight it's too early he tels himself. he'll let you live a bit longer.. let you settle in.

And when the time is right, he'll make you wish you had stayed wherever you came from...

The morning sun makes you squint your eyes as you slowly rise from the bed and stretch. You look around the room again, and your gaze stops by the window. Weird... yesterday an even coat of snow covered the windowsill. You were sure of it, maybe it was a bird or squirrel or it was always like that. Probably nothing to worry about.

After getting up and making your way downstairs you rummage through the cupboards and fridge. There isn't much to eat, mostly dry stuff and a few cans of fruit and onw with stew. You'd definitely have to drive to the small village at the bottom of the mountain to get some more things to eat.

After a quick meal consisting of crackers and some marmalade, you take your suitcases and drag them up the stairs to your bedroom. Opening the big doors to the wardrobe you start to stuff your clothes in it, making sure to put together an outfit together on the way. Now done with stuffing the wardrobe, you push your empty luggage under the bed and get changed.

You walk down the stairs once more and put your winter boots on by the door. As much as you'd love to just stay holed up here in the mountains for the next 14 days you still need food, so that meant driving down the snowie roads and getting enough food as to not make another trip down.

He watches silently as you walk out of the cabin and get in your car and start the motor. Good. That would give him some time to think about the best way to go about this.

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Hi! Thanks for reading chapter 1 of Krampuslauf! It's a bit short but I think as the story continues they'll get longer. I hope you guys liked it. Constructive criticism is always appreciated <3

Since you wanted to get tagged :) @kneelingshadowsalome

[necroliberty]

This is a gift for @wr-n and her Eldritch Twin au because it's so cool.

I already sent it once to her on Discord. But I want to also show it here because I wanna show Ceres or my version of Dream. Still didn't finish writing their backstory. Also a hint of whi Amelia was before her 6th draft.

First Dream just remembered he was falling. Water came in rapidly, but for a moment, he didn't care. Even as the head under the waves showed his brother in arms in a trully horrifingying scowl. Even as his pupil alone could be wide enough to sleep in it. Dream just thought that it served him right. A better leader wouldn't have walked away in the middle of a conversation.

But before he could reach the tallest wave, tallons stabbed his shoulders before the feeling of weightlessness carried him towards the sky once again. Shadows only barely grazed his bare skeletal feet, threads intertwining to do the same. Like brothers trying to grab a toy or a frog before the other. But the closeness felt like he was dumped directly into the sun and pure ice all at once. That was all they could do since he was pulled inside what his mind could only understand as a hole in reality. Dream was then left falling the rest of the way on a marble floor that made him think of a bird's nest. He finished his fall and momentum at the feet of someone else. Like a piece of food for a prisonner. When he looked up, he didn't meet his eyes. It was the darkness of a cloak with a metal beak like end. The only pop of color being the heart-shaped clasped made of gold. With the blond redish hair falling in braids by the sides of it. The being was holding a pair of books of various knowledge, things Dream would have loved to read. At least if he wasn't so busy all the time.

A voice boomed inside his skull, forcing him to wrap his arms around his head. "Give me what you know in exchange for his protection."

The being in the cloak took a book out of their pile. The voice was calm and clear but still all surrounding. It felt less real than the braids, like if it was merely repeating of a creature far beyond the unexplainable. "This is what my creator thinks of you."

The book looked big, but somehow, it felt so miniscule. Dream looked at the bird-like god read a book with awe like horror he only felt on his way to now. The voice boomed once again, but now it was nothing but a whisper. "So this how you mortal feels when I cast you aside. This is quite good." The man with the skeletal head of a bird looked down at Dream as he could only feel how inconsequential he truly was. "I am not the type that keeps of the lost like the one beneath the waves? Or the one that steals what shines like the holder of golden threads. But this one might prove useful."

Before anyone could talk further, the ground fell beneath Dream. Forcing his body to roll down a tunnel of every advancement in writing. When everything turned into simple words, he was now sitting at a cafe. Someone already pouring a tea for him. "Ccino?"

The faint smell of coffee beans and the warm smile had left for the zombie like drowl and the smell of burning spiders. "Who's that?" Dream was going to point to the name tag but was left to realise his mistake.

"Sorry, Stag. My name is, Ceres." For a moment, he could feel the world let go of its breath. Being called Dream in a world that already held it wasn't smart.

Eldritch Twins (Albatross, Dream, Nightmare Stag): @wr-n

Ceres and Tome: me

[almoststedytimetravel]

Ranking awakening pairs based solely on the hair colour they give the child

Inigo

Lon'qu/Donnel/Kellem: Basic black hair, hard to wrong. Looks good but nothing special. B tier

Henry/Robin(Default): Am I delusional if I say this is the closest Inigo can get to having pink hair. Perhaps but I still think the low lights in his hair look pink so... S tier.

Frederick: Dark brown looks pretty good on him, nothing special though. B tier.

Ricken/Gregor: The redish orange colour they give isn't bad but it's not great either. C tier.

Libra/Vaike: Blond hair looks pretty good on Inigo. It's a nice soft colour. Though I will say Libra's blond looks a little softer than Vaike's. A tier.

Gaias: There's only on character who looks good with Gaias' bright Orange hair and Inigo is not one of them. However he doesn't look like total ass due to blue and orange being complimentary colours, though the shades to really match. C tier.

Chrom: The fact that Chrom's blue is just a little off from the blue of Inigo's clothes makes me a little infuriated. But it being a darker shade of the same blue makes it a little less infuriating. B tier.

Stahl: Not bad but the green undertones of his hair do bring it down a little bit when compared to Frederick. C tier.

Virion: Same problem with Chrom but worse. It's closer to the shades of his clothing but because it's so close but just a little bit off it makes me more mad! F tier, Virion is not allowed near Olivia.

Robin (But I gave him pink hair in the character creator): S+ tier. Do I really need elaborate, pink hair Inigo my beloved.

[nakitengoku]

oc interview: 💙Vex💙

Shoutout to @mail-me-a-snail for tagging me in this post and also egging me along with getting into Cyberpunk 2077 and subsequently creating Vex 💫

(I don't have a single good photo of Vex so you instead get the Compilation of sillies I've drawn, many featuring Snail's Vance!)

💙 Name?

"Name's Vex, but call me anything you like."

💙 Nickname?

"Some people used to call me V, but that was a while ago."

He used to be called Ghost when he was younger, being able to slip into the background unnoticed at any moment, but he later grew out of that. When he eventually adopted the name V, it was less of a nickname and more of a stage name. It's mostly forgotten now, but some hardcore fans will still recognize and call him V.

💙 Gender?

"Prettyboy 💖"

💙 Star sign?

"Oh, I used to be really into these! If I remember right, My sun and moon are both Libra. Missy could probably tell you more about what that means though."

I decided to take one out of Max's book and use the first time i drew him as his birthday, which if we're going by the absolute first concept, was September 26, 2022. He's changed a Lot since then. Also, reading up on libras with Vex in mind is just 💥

💙 Height?

".....5'8."

He's actually 5'7 and a half.

💙 Orientation?

"Anyone able and willing. Why, you interested?"

If he cared enough about labels, it'd probably be pansexual. But by the end of the day, he doesn't really care what he gets called. As long as he gets what he wants out of it, anything's fine.

💙 Nationality/Ethnicity?

"White."

💙Favorite Fruit?

"Oh man, okay so I've only had it once at an after party forever ago, but it was this round, redish purple thing. When I bit into it, it was a little tart at first, but the inside was such a sweet taste that I was in heaven. By the time I finished and threw the pit away, there were no more left and I nearly cried. I haven't seen it since and I can't remember the name but man. Best organic thing I've ever tasted."

If you give this man a plum, he'd kill someone for you. Which isn't a lot given that that's his job, but still. He'd do it without expecting to be paid in money.

💙 Favorite season?

"Fall, for sure. While I was in Atlanta, they had these parks with trees that would change their colours to these gorgeous shades of reds and oranges. God, kinda makes me wish I could grow something like that here."

I don't actually know the plant life in Nevada or how much the temperature differentiates between the seasons in Night City, but I imagine that what shrubbery they do have there have leaves that are always green or simply non-existent. Vex saw a plant change colour outside of blooming and immediately fell in love with it.

💙 Favorite flower?

"Officially, Lilacs. But between you and me, I'm very partial to forget-me-nots."

He used to be gifted Lilacs all the time during his first career by Jonathan, his producer, but Vex always found himself enjoying the little forget-me-nots that acted as accent flowers than the actual lilacs themselves.

💙 Coffee, tea or Hot chocolate?

"Hot chocolate. Although, I will drink coffee in a pinch."

This man has the biggest sweet tooth. The amount of sugar he puts in his coffee before he chugs it down for the caffeine should be illegal. [I cannot judge bc I am the same way <3]

💙 Average hours of sleep?

'We talking Mean, Median or Mode?"

It varies so much that the actual average ends up being about 6, but um. Do not be fooled into thinking he's actually sleeping 6 hours every night. Think more along the lines of several all-nighters followed by crashing super hard for a day or two.

💙 Dog or cat person?

"Oh, a cat person. I'm just not home enough for a dog."

💙 Dream trip?

"I saw a pamplet once of Crater Lake in Oregon. It was something about the ten deadliest lakes in the world or something, but I'm just into how Blue it is. If I could, I'd visit the rest of those lakes too, but. Eh, I doubt it."

💙 Favorite Fictional Character?

"Hmm, it's a toss up between a side from this really long and old comic from the 2010's and the protagonist from a just as long manga from the 2000's. I think their names were Kanya and Ruffy? It's been 15 years though so don't quote me on that."

It's Kanaya from homestuck and Luffy from One Piece. He likes Kanaya because of her fashion sense and her dealing with the responsibility of her entire species on her shoulders. And he likes Luffy for his optimism and stubbornness. At one point, he imagined finding friends like Luffy did, being surrounded by so much devotion. The reasoning has since faded and he just barely remembers much about them now.

💙 Number of Blankets you sleep with?

"Eight. I like the weight and warmth."

His AC bill is through the fucking roof but he refuses to take a single blanket off, instead insisting on just making the rest of the room freezing. Giving him a weighted blanket wouldn't fix it, but he'd probably go down to five instead of eight.

💙 Random fact?

"When i was really little, my mom used to take me to a church. Don't think it exists any more, but I remember the Stain glass windows, how the light shone through and fell onto her. In normal lighting, I remember her looking pale a sickly, but once a week, with a statue of a half-god watching over us, my mother glowed. She was gorgeous.

"Anyway, I stopped going after she died. For a while it was because I never remembered what day it was, but later it was because I realized I only ever went to see my mom glow."

~~

Thank you for tagging me, Max! This was much longer than what i thought when i was getting into it but I'm still glad I did it.

I can't think of anyone specific who'd want to do this, so if you see this and want to give it a try, please do and tag me! I'd love to see your little blorbos :)

[hewoweens]

Crawling out of major depression and binging initial d, sees your Ryosuke: hell fucking yeah

Btw I'm still gonna start stage 4 but through the 3 stages the artstyle changes so much, what's your fav Ryo and keisuke style?

Mine is 2nd stage cause the redish hair, the sunglasses, the suit UGH

AWWWW 🥺🥺💖 i feel like your choice is actually so unique in this fandom hahaha but i do love ryosuke's little outfits too 💖 first stage art style is what everyone looks like in my head more or less, i'm simple like that and i will always miss her :( but i'm insane enough to find charm in every stage there is, even in stage fiv-*gunshots*

[hearts4golbach]

Light Shower. (Sal Fisher x Fem!Reader.)

part 15

"and all my anger, sadness, regret disappeared, it's madness. I'm not used to all this water, love, it's true."

-

on a windy, late summer afternoon, I sat with my favorite people eating breakfast for dinner. the sun was beginning to set, illuminating a golden light across the table. I looked towards sal, admiring the gold reflections off the hard plastic of his prosthetic. Larry sat with his arm wrapped around ash, a light blush on her pale face. She kept glancing down into her lap shyly, which wasn't like ash at all. Todds ginger curls seemed to shine as neil kept glancing at him

with a loving look in his eyes. Observing was what I was amazing at. i could tell by Ashs posture that Larry was new territory, and I was extremely impatient waiting for the announcement that they were finally together. Meanwhile, Larry seemed confident, careless almost,

which is to be expected from him. I looked to Sal once more, observing the way he listened to Larry rant, the way his head slightly nodded on occasion, his mask shitting every time he made a comment. It felt like I was looking at everything in slow motion. It was like I was watching a video, not really here.

sal looked to me and slightly squinted. "y/n?"

"Yeah, sorry." I snapped out of my trance.

"Larry asked what you wanted so he could order." He said frankly.

I shook my head gently, "Sorry, uh, (your drink) and (your order). Thanks, lar."

he quirkily shot me a thumbs up and advanced towards the front.

sal moved his bright blue hair out of his face. It cascaded down his shoulders. "You okay?"

truthfully, I wasn't. but was that really surprising. My fathers arrogant words constantly floated around my mind. I worried I wasn't enough for sal. I knew I didn't deserve him.

"I'm good." I gave him a weak smile.

He looked at me suspiciously, "Okay, are you ready for school? it starts in less thin a week. "

"Not really." I laughed. "Who actually wants school?"

He shrugged. Larry galloped back to our table, carrying all of our drinks. "Monsieur Larry." he smirked.

"Why are you talking in 3rd person?" I asked, rubbing my temples.

"Larry loves talking in 3rd person. It makes him sound stupid."

"did my parents give you the laced weed on accident? Told muttered to himself.

larrys eyes looked like saucers, specifically redish pink saucers. "What?!"

"What? I didn't say anything." todd brushed him off, turning towards the window.

larry's jaw might as well have been on the checkered floor. "anyway," Ash cleared her throat. "guys, larry is my boyfriend."

"Wow. so surprising we totally couldn't tell." i replied sarcastically.

"okay, well I really thought you guys were oblivious." she rolled her eyes.

"im happy for you two." Sal grabbed his drink, "took you two long enough."

"I know!" Ash game larry a death stare.

He rolled his eyes before sitting near to her once more. "that's the past."

"anyway," Todd cleared his throat, preventing this annoying conversation from continuing.

I took sals hand under the table. he looked back at me, his eyes squinted. I

smiled back at him.

we are our breakfast for dinner as we chatted about our expectations got when school starts.

sals goal was to keep his grades up to at least am A, which were extremely high. but, I believed he could manage.

larry said he wasnt going to be high at school as often, which i did not believe.

Ash wanted to keep her locker and

schedule organized this year. she claimed she seriously struggled with organizational issues.

Of course, Told had no goals since he was already a nerd and the perfect student. Neil had already graduated.

-

me and larry ran into the store with our fake I'D 's, scoring alcohol, per usual. We decided to try something new, deciding to get fruit punch flavored wine instead of our usual beer.

larry and I had gotten to know the usual lady that works there. A petite woman, maybe 4"11'. She didn't know much english, yet she still enjoyed

talking to us. Her thick accent was foreign, one I had never heard before. Or, maybe I just couldn't put up finger on. I felt guilty for taking immense advantage of her, but what's so wrong with wanting to drink. Besides, we were only slightly underage.

we happily made our way back to ashs car, carrying the stereotypical brown paper bag.

"Truly, I don't understand how you guys do that without freaking the fuck out." sal raised his hand to his forehead.

"my heart was about to fill out of my ass the first time larry took me with him." I cringed, still being able to feel the pit of anxiety in my stomach.

"you shouldve seen her face!" larry cackled as ash turned into the street the Addison appartments were on. "she looked like she had just shit her pants!"

"Wow, great description, larry.." I muttered.

T

he treehouse was dimly lit by the moon and a shitty flashlight. The room around me spun, i

smiled to myself. I was laid comfortably in Sal's lap, his hands combing through my hair gently.

"and then she got hit by a big ass truck." Ash exclaimed.

"that did not happen." I muttered sleepily.

"no, it is! I saw myself." Larry smirked, nudging her gently before wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

"You guys are so cringe. I wanna gag." I rolled my eyes, taking another drink from my cup.

"I know you aren't talking! look at you and sal!" ash argued.

"Well at least todd and neil arent cringe. top 10 cringiest couples in here are you and Larry, me and sal, todd and neil. that means you guys are the worst." I slurred.

"Whatever, dude." Larry shook his head. "anyway,"

I closed my eyes and shut out Larry's voice. By the time it was, I was exhausted and drunk. For me. they fit together like a puzzle and I was about to pass out in sals lap. The way he comfortingby brushed through

my hair and the sound of the end of summer crickets chirping outside wasn't helping either. I let myself drift off to the faint sounds of Todd and sal arguing over which gearboy game was better.

Sals pov:

y/ns breathing slowed as I started arguing with Told. He refused to believe that (game 1) was better than (game 2). The right answer

was obvious, but whatever. I slightly learned over to look at her. her eyes were shut and her face was relaxed. I slightly smiled to myself, brushing the stray hairs that fell in her face away.

"earth to sal!" Ash sang, snapping her fingers.

"huh?" I muttered, snapping my gaze away from y/n.

"what do you think about starting a club when school starts?" she pondered.

"Uh, about what?" a stuttered.

"great question," Larry took a swig.

"I-I don't know it, like, just came to me like I'm seeing the future." She responded with wide eyes.

I leaned back against the wall. I was

planning on waking y/n up soon and taking her home.

"Is she okay? Todd mentioned flicking his eyes down to her, then back up to me.

"uh, yeah. She just fell asleep. She seemed out of it today." I shrugged."I'm going to take her home soon and try to find out whats on her mind."

"Okay, Sally Face." Larry said, genuine concern soaked his voice.

Ash began word vomiting all of her club ideas. I gently nudged y/ns shoulder. she rubbed her eyes with a frown and looked up at me. "hm?"

"wanna go home? you fell asleep." y/n sat up and stretched. "I can stay the night, too."

"I don't want to keep you from the group, sal." she muttered.

"you won't be. I can see them whenever, anyway." I gave her a sweet smile from under my prosthetic. Truthfully, I wasn't tired. i

just wanted to stay with her, even if it did mean leaving the group early. Although, I didn't mind very much.

"alright." She gave me a groggy smile before standing and stretching. "We'll see you guys whenever.."

"bye, you two." Ash smiled as larry shot me wink.

I snorted and climbed out of the

after y/n. "good morning, babe. "

"it's literally pitch black. What morning are you talking about?" She replied sarcastically.

"You know what I meant." i

retaliated with a smile. I wasn't going to talk to her tonight, but I was still paranoid.

we eventually made it back to her apartment. y/n crashed down into her bed with a sigh. I laid next to her and she pulled me in, holding me tight.

-

the blonde boy next to me smiled sadly.

"remember when we tried to run a club?" sal asked, his mature voice a noticeable difference from highschool.

"nobody fuckin came!" an adult larry laughed, his wheeze giggles a clear sign of the teen smoking.

"highschool was rough." the blonde commented. "I still feel terrible about everything."

"don't feel guilty." sal smiled from under is prosthetic. "the past is the past."

[eldrick-the-writer]

"A New World"

A JRWI Prime Defenders and Riptide crossover, takes place before the heart transplant arc and after the riptide pirates get out of the black sea. May contain spoilers for PD and Riptide. Also I have no clue what happened to Alphonse and the ship so Alphonse is still their robot pilot. ALSO OLLIE IS STILL A MEMBER CAUSE I MISS HIM.

2,274 words :3

1/? chapters

A teenage boy in a field, a flower field. Laying on his back, he looks up at the clouds. They seemed off, the sky seemed more red than usual. Was the sun setting? The young boy sat up and looked towards the horizon. Nope, no rising or setting sun, however there was something on the horizon.

Two silhouettes. Two teenage boys. He recognized them.

"Yo! Vyn, Will! Over here!" The young boy shouted over to the silhouettes, now moving their way through the flower field.

"Hey Dakota," One of the boys, William, shouted out happily hopping over a log. The other boy, Vyncent, smiled. Dakota smiled along. As the boys made it up to where Dakota had been sitting, he spoke out, "How would you guys like to go on an adventure?"

"Depends, what do you mean by 'adventure,'" William asked skeptically. They had all fallen victim to Dakota's weird adventures far too many times.

"Less of an adventure, more of a mystery! Somethings up.. quite literally," Dakota glanced up at the now redish pink sky. William glanced up as well.

"That.." William began, "That's odd, it isn't usually that color and it's very vibrant." Now that William mentioned it, the others realized it was more vibrant. It was brighter and more intense. And Dakoat, who has come here often, knew this wasn't normal for this place.

"Yeah I don't think that's good.." Vyncant began but just as he spoke, a loud crack came from above. As they were all glancing up they saw a large slice in the sky. They stood there for a second, only a second, until the slice grew. And grew, and grew. No, it wasn't growing. It was getting closer.

"Yeah nope we gotta go!" William screamed and grabbed the other two by their wrists. But before they could run, the slice had developed them and their vision went dark.

But only a few seconds later they could see again. Fully conscious.. and screaming. They felt as if they were falling, and they were.

"Guys, what the fuck was that?!" Vyncent screamed.

"We can talk about that when we aren't falling!" William said as he began to float. He stared down. "You guys are good, it's just water!"

"Will. I can't swim!" Dakota screamed up towards the floating ghost man. And as he said that they all (minus Will ofc) hit the water. Vyncent immediately swam up while Dakota started sinking.

"Shit!" Vyncent mumbled to himself as he swam back down and grabbed Dakota out of the water. While Vyncent was grabbing their friend William made a ghostly rowboat for them all to row to land.

"Got him!" Vyncent said as he resurfaced, dragging himself and Dakota on the boat. Once they both got on William started rowing.

"Woah. Water," Dakota mumbled, coughing out some water.

"You good man?" Vyncent questioned.

"I.. I guess?" Dakota said, though it appeared more as a question to himself than a full answer. Vyn nodded and began to row with William.

They rowed, and rowed, and rowed, in silence. It had started to get dark.

"Vyncent stop for a second," William spoke, breaking the long lasting silence. Vyncent stopped, but the rowboat didn't.

"I just remembered I can move it with my ghost powers, whoops!" William smiled.

Just as he started moving the boat with his ghost powers, now moving noticeably faster, William saw something. It seemed like a ship, a pirate ship?

"What?" William whispered to himself, confused. Pirates aren't real.. right? Yet again they did just enter a weird rift thing and get transported to.. somewhere.

"What was that wiwi?" Dakota said, sitting up from his previously awkward position on the small boat.

"Nothing just wondering about that," Willian nonchalauntly said to the, now very close, pirate ship. Dakota saw it and immediately stood up struggling to hold back the large ship from crashing into their small one.

"Warn me sooner next time! Can you float the rowboat up to the deck of this ship?" Dakota asked, a little tired. William nodded and began moving the small boat up the front of the larger ship.

They got up to the ship and got on top. William dispelled the rowboat after they all got on and they began to hear a loud voice, a loud.. southern, and oddly robotic, voice.

"Captains, there are some people on the ship," said the voice coming from the wheel of the ship.

"What the fuck is going on I was trying to go to bed," said a scruffly old man as he walked out of a door. He rubbed his eyes and looked around, spotting the 3 teens, "I am not dealing with more young people on this ship."

"We're adults," Vyncent said.

"I'm not, I'm a minor," Dakota replied, very proudly. The old guy walked back into a different door.

"Guys I think these are pirates, and they may or may not murder us," William said, for some reason very scared, even though he can't die.

"Wiwi. We are superheroes. We can kick some pirates ass if they try to hurt us," Dakota looked at William and smiled proudly, placing his hand on his hips.

"Yeah because a bunch of kids can defeat a crew of like 7 people who have fought the Navy and won multiple times," a scruffy brunette man walked out. He looked around Vyncent's age (I think Vyn is like 20?), maybe a bit older. He had a cup of coffee in his hand in a wooden mug.

"Yeah I bet I could beat you!" Dakota yelled out proudly.

"You wanna fucking go kid?" The disheveled guy said, snarkly.

"Dakota, let's not. We don't know if he's gonna kill us yet," William said as he put his arm in front of Dakota, as if to protect him, though he didn't need it.

"Yeah, sure. Now, what the fuck are you doing on my ship?" The man asked angrily. William looked around at the two other teen boys.

"Well," William paused, "I don't fully know where we are, but I don't think we are on Prime anymore. So I am assuming that we got transported here from another planet."

The scruffy man raised an eyebrow, "Another planet? Yeah you expect me to believe that?" William sighed.

"Lemme just," William pulled out his phone and turned it on, "Do you have these?" The man's eyes grew wide.

He swiftly walked over and snatched the phone out of William's hands, "Hey!"

"What is this thing?" He began pressing buttons and accidentally calling Lightspeed.

"Hello? William? Did you need something?" Lightspeed spoke through the phone.

"Ah!" The man quickly handed the phone back, "Why is it doing that?Who did you trap in that box?"

"On second sir," William walked to the edge of the ship and jumped into the air, floating up until he was out of ears reach. "Sorry Lightspeed, long story short, we might have been transported to another world and there may be pirates and I don't know how we got here or how to get back."

"Okay.. Are you hurt?" Lightspeed asked, sounding slightly agitated.

"No, well, not yet," William replied.

"Good, I'm gonna try and contact some heroes to come find you and get you home safely, don't die… again," Lightspeed said as she hung up the phone. William sighed as he stayed in the air for a moment.

(Back on the ground)

"So. Mind explaining why you are on my ship?" The man said, sitting down on the deck and gesturing for the others to as well.

"Well," Dakota began as he also sat, Vyncent following shortly after, "We are from another world, or dimension, or something, I don't know."

"I guess I kind of have to believe you after that weird box with a soul," the man said, setting his mug down beside him.

"A phone," Vyncent said, "It's new..newish to me too."

"Aren't you from this 'world' that they are talking about?" the man asked as he stared at Vyncent.

"Yes and no, I'm from another planet then them, we have been there before together," Vyncent said, surprisingly calmly for the situation at hand, I mean, he's been transported to a different world many times but this one seemed.. more like home.

"Oh yeah! With the lich right?" Dakota glanced towards Vyncent.

"Yeah," Vyncent said as he looked down, "Still really wanted to kill that thing.."

"Why didn't you?" the man said, getting obviously more uncomfortable.

"The hero force, we aren't allowed to kill people, that's what villains do," Vyncent looked up at the man. The man was sitting very stiffly.

"Are.. are you like.. how would this be in your terms.. Do you have a Navy and are you a part of it?" the man asked.

"I mean yeah we have oceans so I'm hoping there's a Navy, but no, we aren't in it," William said as he flew back down.

"What are all of your names?" the man asked.

"Well I'm William, this is Dakota, and this is Vyncent," William said pointing to each respective person. "And you? What's your and your crew's names?"

"I'm Chip," the man began, getting less stiff, "On the ship we have my co-captains Jay and Gillion, Ollie, Drey, Finn, Earl, Gryffin, Alphonse, Igneous, and Queen."

"That's a lot of people for a small ship," William said.

"No shit. You think we of all people would know that?" Chip said, laughing slightly, "Now how old are you?"

"I'm 17, these two are adults," Dakota looked at the others.

"I'm 18," William said.

"I'm like 20 I think," Vyncent said, scratching the back of his head.

"I'm 19," Chip stood up and turned away, "Alphonse make sure these three dont run away, I'm gonna go get Jay and Gill to handle this."

"Alright Captain," the large robot, now known to be Alphonse, said while stopping the ship and getting off the wheel. The robot got to the three and stood directly behind them. In a few minutes Chip along with 3 others, presumably Jay and Gill along with another.

Of course Chip was leading but behind him was a lady. She had fiery orange hair and had comfortable sleep clothes on. She seemed very tired, as she also had a cup of coffee as Chip did. Behind her was a tealish blue man. He seemed more energetic and excited to be out here, even at such a late hour. He has flowing green hair and he seemed to be very.. moist? Behind him was a young kid. The kid seemed about 12 and had braided brown hair. He was in sailor pajamas and seemed to be very sleepy.

"These are the kids?" the woman asked, grabbing the small kid's hand. The kid slightly hid behind her while they all walked towards us.

"Yup, Alphonse you can continue steering," the disheveled boy said and the robot walked back up and began piloting the ship again.

"So, you kids," the blue man spoke out, "my friend here, Chip, told me about why you are here."

"Why is Tide here? Why do you sound like Tide?" Vyncent asked the man, crossing his arms.

"I am not Tide, though he sounds like a very moist man, I am Gillion Tidestrider! Champion of the Undersea, Hero of the Deep!" the fish man named Gillion yelled out as he placed his hands on his hips.

"Gillion, stop screaming, it's too late for this. Anyways, Im Jay, Jay Ferin," the lady named Jay grumbled out as she took a sip of her drink.

"Did you bring us here? And do you know how to get us back to our world?" William said, mainly looking at Jay, the seemingly competent one.

"How the fuck would we know? We haven't experienced shit from other worlds," Chip said.

"Chip," Jay said as she looked to Chip sternly, then back to the kids compassionately, "We have no clue how you got here, I wish I could help but.." she paused as she said that, seeming to remember something, then looked back at the other three pirates, "Guys do you think Ensa could help?"

"Jay! That's a great idea! She did the teleportation thing in the.. the black sea.." Gillion said, his voice going low and a bit quiet at his own mention of the black sea, "She could probably do it again right?"

"Didn't that only work if you have a machine in both places though?" Chip said.

"If she sends us the information we might be able to text it to someone so they can build it," William said, "Wait shit you don't have phones.. Uhm tell us it so we can text it to.. Alastyr maybe?" He looked over to Dakota and he nodded.

"What's a phone? And what's a text? Like words?" Jay said.

"Chip over here already saw it, it's a technological box and shit, I'm not giving mine to you cause I already had to call Lightspeed earlier because of someone." He said, glaring over to Chip at the last part, Chip held his hands up in defense. Jay stood up.

"I'm gonna go ask Ensa, and you," Jay said as she pointed to William, "come with me, you seem like the smartest, also you have the phone.."

"Okay.." William said, standing and following.

"Chip and Gill, and I guess you two, please don't kill each other and don't burn the ship please," Jay said as she walked to the captain's quarters, William following after.

AND THATS WHERE IM ENDING THE FIRST THING CAUSE HOLY FUCK DID THIS TAKE SO LONG IK IM LAZY ASF.

[ultramidas]

ULTRAPOST

IM FINALLY POSTING ON THIS FUCKING SITE AND ITS NOT JUST AN UPDATE ON MY MIXTAPE ALTHOUGH ONE MIGHT BE COMING SOON BUT ANYWAYS ENOUGH ABOUT THAT IM GONNA TALK ABOUT OTHER SHIT. LIFE IS ALRIGHT NOT GOOD BUT NOT GETTING BETTER I STILL HATE SCHOOL AND MY SCHOOL STILL JUST DOESNT WANNA HEAR ME OUT BUT WHATEVER ALSO MY JOB SHIT KINDA SUCKS TOO MY SCHOOL GAVE ME THIS CO-OP SHIT AWHILE BACK LIKE 2 MONTHS AGO I WORK IN A BAKERY WHICH I THOUGHT WOULD BE PRETTY COOL SINCE I GET TO LEARN TO MAKE SHIT EVEN THOUGH I DIDNT WANT TO DO THIS AND I TOLD THEM WHAT I WANTED TO DO THEY INSISTED THAT I DO THIS SHIT INSTEAD SO THE FIRST FEW WEEKS ARE PRETTY GOOD BUT THEN IT JUST BECAME SO FUCKING STUPID AND BORING TURNS OUT BAKING ISNT AS FUN AS IT LOOKS ATLEAST TO ME ANYWAYS EVERYDAY ITS THE SAME SHIT AND I HATE IT IM JUST THERE FOR LIKE 5 HOURS DOING THE SAME RECEPIES OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND WITH NOTHING NEW AT FIRST I DID A WHOLE BUNCH OF COOL SHIT BUT NOW ITS JUST THE SAME SHIT AND ITS SO BORING I WOULD HATE IT A BIT LESS IF IT WAS A REAL JOB AND I GOT PAIN BUT NO IM WORKING FOR FUCKING SCHOOL CREDITS AND I HATE IT AND I JUST WANT IT TO END. BUT ENOUGH ABOUT MY SHITTY SCHOOL/WORK LIFE I GOT A COOL AS VINYL YESTERDAY A BIG AS 10TH ANIVERSARY WATCHING MOVIES WITH THE SOUND OFF VINYL AND ITS SUPER COOL THE RECORDS ARE THIS COOL REDISH COLOR AND IT ALSO CAME WITH A SICK ASS MINI RECORD IT HAS PICTURE OF BIRDS ON IT N SHIT AND ITS MY MOST UNIQUE RECORD I OWN ITS FIRE AS FUCK IT COSTED ME 100 DOLLARS WHICH KINDA SUCKS SINCE THATS ALOT OF MY MONEY BUT I DONT CARE IT WAS WORTH IT. BUT YEAH THATS WHAT IVE BEEN DOING I KNOW THIS POST WAS BORING BUT NOTHING SPECIAL HAS REALLY HAPPENED I CAN TALK ABOUT HOW DEPRESSED I AM OR THE CUTS ON MY ARMS BUT NOBODY WANTS TO HEAR ABOUT THAT SHIT BUT IF I DO FEEL LIKE TALKING ABOUT IT I WILL BECAUSE I DONT GIVE A FUCK BUT YEAH THATS IT FOR NOW ILL PROBABLY POST MORE SOON IF SOMETHING MORE INTERESTING HAPPENS BUT YEAH THATS IT FOR NOW SO WATCH OUT FOR MORE POST AND SHARE ULTRAMIDAS.COM AROUND SO I CAN GET MORE POPULAR N SHIT SO WHEN MY MIXTAPE DROPS PEOPLE WILL ACTUALLY LISTEN N SHIT

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[space-woomy]

(Agent 8)

Tier 0

3, 9, 15, 16, 20, 29

Tier 1

1, 10, 11, 15, 28

Tier 2

10, 12, 17, 18, 27

Tier 3

18

Tier 4

9, 21, 24

Tier 5

2

Tier 6

6, 11, 30

HEHE MY AUTISM WILL ANSWER THEM ALL!

Don't worry about it, I have other agents and there are still other questions u didn't ask snnsjsjsjtjdj

I'll cut out a few of them anyways

Tier 0:

#3: what species are they? Any special notes?

Giant pacific octopus. No special notes, she big octo.

#9: main tentacle color? How did they pick it?

Redish pink. Magenta. Like with 4, it's just kind of the color she ended up having.

#16: languages they speak? Any they've learned or want to learn?

Octarien and inklish. She knows some basic Inkling sign laungauge, but wants to learn more for Three. She also wants to understand Colorchromatic communication better.

#20: What size are they? Are they average size for their species or not?

She's a bit above average for being a Giant Pacific octoling, around 6'8. Tall lady.

Tier 1:

#1: any pets? Do they want any?

Yep! A Squee-G named squish. It's Three's that theyve had since splat 1, and she loves it...but gets a bit too eager to try and tinker with It at times...Three often gets nervous when she's working on things at home and Squish is in the same room.

#11: Are they a good super jumper? Do they land their jumps?

She's pretty average. She lands her jumps

#15: Their favorite way to listen to music? Headphones, radio, etc cetera?

Speakers or a boom box. Will listen with headphones in public. She likes to stand near the speakers outside the towers and feel the bass.

Tier 2:

#10: How often are they in squid form? How does it feel to them?

Semi-often. She loves being held by Three in swim form.

#12: How do the sleep? How much do they usually need to sleep?

Similar to Three but not as bad. It can get a bit rough at times from nightmares and scar pains. It's not as frequent as Three, but 90% of the time she can't go back asleep

#17: Are they in a relationship like? Do they want to be?

Yep! Molly (3) is her babygirl fail girl. Happily in love with them.

Tier 4:

#9: any short-term color change? Which emotions trigger which colors in them?

Octolings (in my HC) can't change color as quickly as inklings, so she doesn't have that many short term color changes. Usually after a minutes or 2, she can switch her ink color. She usually changes it to be Three's to show affection

#21: what do they find attractive in somebody?

Woman. Self confidence, as well as physical strength.

Also ASS and HUGE TI-

Tier 5:

#2: anything they are dreading or horribly afraid of In their current life?

Being confronted about ignoring her past, and how she's a hypocrite by not taking care of herself despite how much she makes Three takencare of themself.

Tier 6:

#6: What is their preferred weather? What is their worst one?

Loves sunshine and rainy days. Likes thunderstorms a little bit less and hates dry heat.

#11: are they doing alright mentally? And is their "Alright" ACTUALLY alright l?

Not really...she's in the horrors right now (S.O). Her "alright" mentally is actually alright

Thank you for all the questions!!!!! Keep them coming if you want!!!! And anyone else who wants to as well.

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[210316] Leave The Door Open (cover) :: Yeosang

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Endless glorious purpose.

I'm back guys! Setting my mind on request that was send before. This one is for @emarich7 saying: For some reason I think Loki and Dream would be friends...like Dream would truly know Loki from his dreams and Loki would understand Dream and what he went through while caged up.

Set in the post-TVA and post-restoring Dreaming time.

Apart from one redish light pulsating somewhere In the distance the room was dark. It was hard to say whether the place was big or small or where exactly it was situated, but during his time as a god of mischief Loki has seen a lot of different tricks and shenanigans, most of them caused by him so this… this was nothing that would scare him. Black haired man grinned in his signature facial expression and with all the dignity he could gather took a few steps forward.

“Show yourself!” he exclaimed “whoever you are, I know you are here. Acting like a coward, afraid to reveal your face.”

“Loki of Asgard” cold voice sounded in front of the god “such bold words of you.”

“I am a god.”

“And yet, you are in my realm with no real power here.” Dark clothed figure, which could soon be recognized as a man with chiseled black hair come into the view eyeing the other one carefully but also with dark expression.

“ And who may you be to say so?” Loki scoffed watching the newly arrived man with the mix of curiosity and condescending “who dare to stand against me?”

“I am Dream of the Endless. King of Dreams. Ruler of the nightmare realm.”

“Oh, Lord Morphues than” Loki grinned but the smile did not reach his eyes which stayed cold

“I presume you’ve heard about me.”

“Asgardian’s stories. I remember them vaguely.” Loki raised his head and his horny helmet and green robes appeared in the place of the plain ones making him look more royal and dignified “But if you’re here what does it mean?”

“So conceited yet so unbright”  Morphues spoke coldly facing Loki’s grimace. Before the Asgardian said anything more Dream Lord added “you are dreaming. You are a paradox. You should not even be here. You…. Died.”

“That was another timeline. Before I jumped  the version of myself from the past here.” The god waived his hand casually

“You did what?”

“Who’s unbright now, Dream Lord?”

“Watch your tongue, God of Mischief. You are still in my domain.”

“Seems like somewhere I could fit right in.”

“ Someone said that to me before and it did not end well for him.”

“Oh yes, one of your nightmares. What was his name? Corinthian, I suppose?”

“How do you know that.”

“You see, Dream Lord, you have your tricks and mind games and I have mine. So really there’s no way for you to intimidate me.”

“Is that so?”

“Oh, I’m sure. You want to bet on that?”

“I do not…. Bet. Albeit I made an exception for my sister.”

“Nice family relationship, huh? My sister tried to kill me and my brother and as a result blew up my home planet.”

“That’s unfortunate.”

“Interesting choice of words, Dream King.  But … yes, it was quite unfortunate indeed”

“My other sibiling tried to annihilate me too. Desire.”

“Oh? Can’t imagine why” Loki mocked “you are truly a delight to be around.”

Both men were still eyeing each other but the previous tension was now a bit less noticeable as they discovered some similarities between them.

“No. I hurt a lot of people and beings that were close to me. Like my Raven.”

“A raven? How wonderful. I had an alligator version of myself, once. A real predatory animal.”

“You can’t possibly imagine how predatory this bird can me. I used it my challenge in hell.”

“Hell?”

“Yes.” Morphues’ eyes went a bit blurry at the memory “Snake-devouring, talons ripping….. Except Matthew, he’s more…. domesticated.”  

“Who’s Matthew” Loki frowned “nevermind. I don’t even know why I keep this banter with you.”

“Because whether you like it or not we are alike.”

“Oh! Oh, oh,oh!” Loki gave a short, mocking laugh “you are nothing like me. I have been through too much to even start this comparison.”

“You lost your mother, your brother and you life….” Morpheus trailed

“Stop it!”

“you did not succeed in fulfilling your so-called glorious purpose….”

“I’m warning you Dream Lord…..” the god’s face reddened slightly

“And now, from what I now you are trapped in some agency called……”

“TVA”

“Right. TVA.”

“I still don’t know how does that make us similar.”

“I …..” Morpheus stuttered but upon Loki’s gaze gathered himself “your effort, however futile are…. Interesting. I… may have had some struggles myself, feeling like ….. nothing at some point. Observing you was …. Uplifting. “

“Uplifling?” Loki hissed “Watching?! Do you think I’m your toy to play with?! I AM A GOD YOU….”

“Enough, Asgardian. I came to bring you relief in your sleeping hours.”

“I don’t need any help from you!”

“And yet, I am not asking. I am giving you a gift and you shall accept it.”

“Over my dead body!”

“Seems to me like we would be seeing each other more often now, God of Mischief. After all, it was my sister who pointed me towards you.”

“Oh, here we go again with the family drama.” Loki rolled his eyes “It’s like bantering with Thor…. Back… in the days” his voice broke a little

“My sister” Dream emphasized the word “Death. Mentioned something about you being lonely…”

“What now?! You sure you're not talking about yourself? If the stories are true you spend over a cantury locked up in some amateur, fumbler, self-appointed magus. How was that?"

Morphues said no word but his eyes turned a bit glassy.

"Don't you dare, Asgardian."

"I'll tell you how it felt - helpless, raging inside, planing your revenge on everyone responsible for the situation, pathetic...."

"You are forgetting yourself."

"Nah, I'm speakign from experience. When I first arrived at TVA they locked me away and kept inprisoned, so .... been there, done that. Whatever" he shook head getting rid of the memories. "What did your lovely sister ask you for? Perhaps I can try to change her mind?"

“Coming into contact with you. She sensed this … familiarization may enrich as both. “

“I cannot possibly imagine that.”

“Then we agree  on something, Asgard God. However, I will visit you again. As for now, this dream is over”.

Loki opened his eyes and found himself on the desert in the middle of nowhere in time and space, Sylvie sitting nearby.

“You were talking in your sleep.” She spat

“Really? What was I saying?”

“Something about God of Dreams?” she tilted her head frowning at her companion “oh, did you make friend during your little slumber? That is just adorable….”.

First it was the attitude of Morpheus and now mocking tone of the woman and Loki just couldn’t take it anymore.

“He is not my friend!!”

“Too bad, Death was right. Both you and her brother are in desperate need of one….”

She turned her head away, chuckling slightly leaving Loki with hundred of questions. Death came to contact with Sylvie? What the hell was all of this about?!

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[pokemon-ash-aus]

wait… Swapped Twins!Peach still has scars around her gem… did she have surgery done on her in this au too?

Yup! Still had surgery, but it was less because of an evil organization and moreso because she was evolved far too fast before she met Jigglypuff!

Because of that her gem was too small and was actively causing her pain, so Jigglyouff goes to a Professor who then takes the Amoharos to a Nurse Joy where they preform an emergency surgery. Because Amoharos's STILL need their head gem, they instead replace it with another redish looking Gem (Unbeknownst to them it contained an Amphoros-nite) it was the one that Peach latched onto so Puff demanded they use that one.

Bow they are surgery buddies! Especially since Puff has a Mega Stone embedded in her chest.