#just in case the cats arent clear

[screechingsandwichhologram]

big cats can be dangerous and scary and do not approach ever AND the cutest things ever

[bear-remn]

—Deadly eyes concept art v1 ₊ ⊹

Hi! I have been working on my content since i been very inspired and i already have art of my oc's in addition to the dibaboys' opinions about my girls! this is volume 1!

—KIRARI MASAMI ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧

—diaboy´s thoughts on kirari ୨୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

—shuu:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"such a weird woman, walking like a ghost and bothering me while a sleep.."

"terrible smell, i´d kill her if i could but its such a bother.."

"dont really care, not my problem.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"a lewd woman, not good with words but her eyes and expresions tell me everything i need to know.."

"a little anoying, but i dont want her to stop anoying me.."

"kinda funny and mean when it comes to people she dosent like, basically hot.."

—reiji:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"bad blood and bad manners, such a case.."

"doesnt talk much, but when she open her mouth she only say´s strange thing´s.."

"why would that person send her if her blood is´nt good quality? and as a sacrificial bride?.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"such a needy human, wanting me to hold her while she sleep... "

"even if she is´nt a worthy woman for me, in some ways she turn to be... what i never thought i´d crave..."

"maybe she is not teh worthy woman i always picture, but is enough to be by my side, taking my father´s place with her by my side.."

—ayato:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"yours truly doesnt care for a bad blooded woman.."

"ok? and?.."

"if i ignore her then she isnt here..."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"her blood is ok? but not really yours truly favorite.."

"she thinks is so cool just because she plays basketball and do boxing, she looks rediculous..."

"It's a little outrageous that Mako prefers the company of that woman intead of my company, yours truly is too good for her anyways.."

—kanato:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"who?..."

"such an unpleasant woman, teddy and i couldnt stand being around her.."

"the only good thing about that disgusthing woman are those eyes of her, shiny and clear... i dont have that kind of eyes in my collection hehe.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"still, the only good thing are those eyes, her blood is too thick, not really my taste.."

"she spend too much time with reiji, i hope that when she dies, reiji let´s me take her eyes hehe.."

"she is´nt as anoying as i thought, rather quiet.."

—laito:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"she acts like an abandoned cat, trying to isolate herself from others and acting tough, but cying in silence at nigth.."

"the messier the better.."

"sadly, her blood is terrible and her attitude is boring, what a same.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"reiji make her what she is now but, its odd that now they arent as close as before, funny right?.."

"i see her, how the others watch her as if we dont realize, they will not take her as they please, not that i care, but my big bro does.."

"kirari-chan doesnt make cutes faces as my pretty mako-chan, but i enjoy dessert.."

—subaru:

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

"the stink its unbreathable, her presence its disgusthing, she is disgusthing.."

"humans are so dumb, so sad and melancolic for no reason.."

"i dont care if she dies, as long as she doesnt make a mess.."

·:¨༺ when kirari recovers ༻¨:·

"she become emotionally dependent of shu and reiji, but none of them seems to be interested in what she really is.."

"she often hides in the plants but in silence, i appreciate the silence.."

"she doesnt try to kill herself anymore.."

.・。.・゜✭ bonus ✭・゜・。.・

—kirari

·:¨༺ while kirari was on drugs ༻¨:·

about shu

"fucking arrogant bitch, hope he choke´s on his own saliva.."

about reiji

"cool, control maniac but kinda cool? acts like a father and speaks funny.."

about ayato

"think he is a big deal but really is just a spoiled brat with a pretty face.."

about kanato

"please never touch me.."

about laito

"fucking weirdo, a little hot without the hat but too scary, he appears out of nowhere everytime and looks like he knows things, dark things.."

about subaru

"pretty boy but those anger issues, idk, too much anger inside one person.."

kirari opinion of the diaboys when she recovers its a secret hehe :p

.・。.・゜✭ ty! ✭・゜・。.・

hope you guys like it! mako comes in the next concep art volume post! if you have any suggestion tell me! i´d appreciate it!

btw the cover was inspired on @ausd art, go check her work it´s precious!

[princesssmars]

late night visitors

a ladynoir x reader

most people don't get visited by paris's notorious superheroes at night. luckily, you're not most people.

wc : 1982

contains : fluff. just a bunch of fluff ngl. polyamory. mari and adrien's ages arent stated but they grew up with me in my head so they're about 17/18 here idc.

f/f - favorite flowers

a/n : we love starting a fic and not finishing it until a year later <3 i made this short (?) and sweet before i went overboard. enjoy :)

one thing paris didn’t get enough credit for was its quietness. during the day the city bustles, each arrondissement’s streets filled with tourists and families enjoying the city of love. but you loved it at night. the air grows cold and the roads are deserted, only a few stragglers walking about. the city lights twinkle against the skyline and blend into the clear night sky to create your favorite sight.

you had spent a while sitting on your balcony and just enjoying it, having finished your homework and chores and ready to just be. you let all of your worries about school and friends and villains go and finally relaxed, staying outside for an hour before heading off inside for a night of rest.

tap tap tap.

you grumble, slowly rising from your sleep at the sudden noise you've heard at the other end of the rom. sitting up and rubbing at your eyes, you look around your bedroom to pinpoint where the disturbance came from. from what you can see in the dark nothing fell from your bed, and your closet and bedroom doors are closed so that only leaves one other spot.

tap tap tap.

letting out a huff of air through your nose, you rise from your bed and throw on your robe, quickly noting the alarm clock on your dresser telling you its already past midnight, before moving to the window that looks into your balcony.

not able to see anything, you carefully open the door, shivering and only stopping for a second to again look at the beautiful view of paris before looking around your balcony, only to see a small flower pot that rose had gifted you knocked over.

figuring it to be some dumb bird or a stray, you turn back towards your room just to see a giant pair of bright green eyes staring right into your soul.

it’s pure luck that you're able to muffle your short scream in your hands to not wake and alarm your parents and half the of the arrondissement. unluckily, paris’ beloved hero chat noir is on the brink of laughing his stupid leather-covered ass off.

he somehow manages to calm down, but that means now he’s talking. and god help you when chat noir decided to speak.

"i knew you could be jumpy when scared but you leaped higher than a startled cat! you should've seen it!"

he makes more jokes and lets out little laughs as you stand still in front of him, glaring at him in your pajamas. the fact that your bottoms were covered in pink cupcakes didn't help your case.

“if you seriously woke me up at midnight just to tease and laugh at me so help me god chat,” you squint your eyes in a warning, barely noticing the figure cloaked in red and black sliding up to your side.

“nope, we brought something else,” you hear whispered into your ear. not flinching this time, be it because you were too pissed off or less on edge from the last time. you turn and smile softly when soft baby blue eyes meet your own. “how was your day, mon cheri?”

you hum as your hands find their way around her shoulders and hers wrap around your middle, “better now that you're here, can't say the same for others though.” ladybugs body rocks with a silent laugh as chat looks at the two of you shocked.

he goes off into one of his usual dramatic rants about how the “loves of my life have left me behind for each other! the stereotypes are true!” as you both watch him in amusement.

“alright fine, you big oaf. get in here,” you sigh, moving your arm from around ladybug to open in his direction. he puts on his model-worthy blinding smile and rushes into the hug, squeezing the both of you and raising you off the ground. sometimes you forgot how strong they could be.

during the day, marinette and adrien were the pinnacles of perfectly normal teenagers. it’d been an honor to not only see them grow up from stumbling middle schoolers bestowed with unfathomable power to where they are today.

when you first met mari you thought she was weird, to put it frankly. you’d reflected on how nervous she would get around you and adrien and how you caught her following you a few times, much to her embarrassment at the memories. but after giving her a chance at the behest of alya you found out how amazing she could be. she was incredibly smart, excelling in her studies and being the group's designated tutor. it was only during one of your late-night tutoring sessions, the blue-haired girl smiling at you sweetly and praising you when you got a problem wrong, that you realized you had feelings for her.

and adrien was so radiant it was scary. you figured since he was rich and childhood friends with chloe bourgeois of all people that he’d be another snob for you to ignore. but then that day happened when chloe was jealous of all the attention you were getting on your new hairstyle and dumped a tiny carton of milk on your head. normally you didn't let her get to you, but you couldn't help but tear up and run to hide in an empty classroom. it wasn't until a little later that a soaking-wet adrien sat down next to you, telling you he was sorry for what chloe did, and said “if she’s going to bully my friends, she’ll have to do the same to me.”

after that, it was hard not to harbor feelings for the two of them, and you were so glad when they confessed not only to each other but to you as well. you weren't expecting the whole superhero reveal thing, though. but it warmed you inside to know they trusted you enough with this secret.

“let’s head inside, its getting colder and i don't want you to get sick.” ladybug pulls out of the hug, holding the back of her hand up to your head.

“i’m fine, bug,” you assure her, pulling her hand away and smiling at the way her cheeks tint pink. “what’d you bring me?”

ladybug waves her hand to chat, the boy coming up behind you before your vision goes dark with his hands covering your eyes. you hear the sound of ladybug’s yoyo, then the familiar whssh of her body traveling through the air.

“can you give me a hint at least?” you plead. its been a solid three minutes of waiting for marinette to come back and the excitement is making you antsy. not to mention your leather-clad boyfriend standing right behind you.

“no can do, babe. we both know you'll figure it out and then ladybug will figure out that you've figured it out and then she figures out its because i told you and then-”

“ok ok! i get it! ill wait patiently.”

luckily you don't have to wait long, chat removing his hands to show you marinette standing in front of you holding a bouquet of f/f and a box of your favorite pastries.

“i made them this morning so they'd be fresh in case something happened, thank god we only had to deal with some thieves.” marinette hands you the flowers, the pair of them thankful when you bring them up and take in a deep inhale of their scent, holding them close to your chest.

“i wouldn't call ten men breaking into the louvre just any regular thieves, my lady.” chat chuckles.

ladybug shrugs. “didnt seem so tough to me.”

she shrugs. “didnt seem so tough to me.”

“c'mon you two, lets head inside before some insomniac catches a picture of you two.”

they follow you inside, the both of them able to sneak well after years of practice. you put the flowers in a spare vase on your dresser, gently placing them inside with a smile. you hear a slight smack followed by a 'ow!’ and a laugh. you turn to see your girlfriend scowling at your boyfriend, whose mouth is stuffed with one of the pastries.

“i made them for y/n! at least let her have the first one.” ladybug chastises him, setting the box down on a coffee table before sitting on your white chaise.

chat ignores her, too entranced by the deliciousness of her baking. “whatever you say, buggaboo.”

you smile, loving to watch how they interact with each other. they worked so well together, and sometimes when you admired them it seemed like they were made for each other. if it wasnt so sweet you’d be more jealous, but they never made you feel excluded.

“ill go put these in your kitchen so you can have them for breakfast.” chat puts some of the pastry on a napkin and leaves it on the table for you before picking up the box and slinking out of your door with a wink.

you send him an appreciative smile, looking to the side to see ladybug still slightly pouting.

“its fine bug, i appreciate it no matter what,” you sit down next to her, reaching up to take her mask off as her baby blue eyes look at you fondly. “ill have to repay you somehow. just tell me what and its yours.”

mari looks at you silently for a few seconds more before brining up her hand to cup your face and bringing you in for a sweet kiss. mari's kisses were some of your favorites, the girl always making sure to assert herself as ladybug and it travels into her intimacy.

you pull away reluctantly, her looking at you with a lovestruck grin.

“you already repay me by being mine, mon cheri.” she whispers, placing a gentle kiss on your warm cheek. you start to flirt back when a force plops onto the chaise next to you, a mop of blonde hair landing into your lap.

“i second what she said, my love. only if i get some kisses too obviously.” adrien says, his mask now off to show off his dazzling emerald eyes.

you roll your eyes in playful annoyance but relent, leaning down to give him a kiss as well. adrien’s kisses are just as amazing as mari’s but they feel…desperate. not in the way he kissed you when he underestimated a villain and nearly lost his life, rushing back to your apartment and kissing you before holding you in a tight embrace for an hour.

he was desperate for physical touch, the reminder that he’s yours and your his and that you wont leave him. but no matter how much the two of you pretend to be exasperated at his constant touches and flirting, you want to assure him that you’ll always be here for him no matter what.

the kiss ends and you nearly giggle from the sight of his dopey grin and hooded eyes, quickly widening when mari roughly grabs his cheeks and kisses him dramatically.

“there, happy not, kitty?” she asks, the boy laying limp across your lap.

“yup. perfect.”

after a minute of mari teasing chat for his dopey reaction to your kisses and adrien pointing out how she acts the exact same, the time of night catches up with you and you feel your eyes start to droop. just when you feel the lull of sleep taking you away, a strong pair of arms lifting you up and placing you in bed. when they start to pull away, you tiredly reach your arm out to hold their wrist, whispering a quiet “stay.”

thankfully your loves cant say no to you, the two of them resting on top of the covers as they cuddle you from either side.

its quiet as they stay with you, and you’ve never loved the quiet of the city more.

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[yonpote]

I feel like people are conflating continuing the joke with invading their privacy… like no one is stalking them or sneaking pictures or bothering their friends and family asking about them we’re just continuing their joke that they set up within our fandom space. Which is exactly as we should be doing imo

yeah exactly. like i think when outsiders dont understand that we are in on the bit that makes some sense, but when it's PHANNIES especially phannies who joined post coming out???? it seems strange.

oh i didnt really explain why this kinda behavior is homophobic as well. (disclaimer: me calling an action homophobic is not the same as me calling an individual homophobic.) a lot of ppl use pj and sophie as a direct comparison straight couple example. pj has only directly called sophie his girlfriend once, and it was in the context reading someone's poorly written article about him lmao. otherwise, its known that they met in uni, have lived together since then, have worked on nearly every kickthepj project together, and generally their on screen energy is really sweet and funny. they also have a cat together and call themselves a family. it's not a stretch to say they're together in the slightest. in fact, it is just natural to assume so.

BUT when dnp who are now publicly out, have been very open about how much they mean to each other, have lived together since dan was in uni, have worked on nearly every project together (even in solo projects the other would help out behind the scenes), have a clear on camera chemistry together, had co-parented a fish, a pigeon, and several houseplants and possibly plan to get a dog or other pet in the future... suddenly it's wrong to assume anything.

i understand the fear that may come from having been in the phandom since when they were closeted and it was much harder to talk about it without seeming like youre aligned with stalkers or ppl who harassed their families or dnp themselves to reveal more information, but thats not the case anymore, and ESPECIALLY if you discovered them post-gay, it's such a flimsy argument to say anyone is breaching privacy in that way.

now there are still some like unspoken basic decency and boundary rules. you probably shouldnt be @'ing them in your smutfics or even your pretty innocent theories about them being super duper in gay love. dnp themselves understand that if they aren't being @ tagged in something, it's probably not meant for them to see, and even acknowledged that in the twitter memes video. but us talking about it in our own spaces, especially on tumblr where they arent on as much but also on twitter BECAUSE THEY KNOW THAT THEYRE NOT MEANT TO SEE IT, is not the same as being like hey @/danielhowell @/amazingphil do you fuck nasty i gotta know if you fuck nasty. (but even if i were to do that, i feel like its very clearly a joke lmao)

so like just dont worry about it, if you still personally dont like seeing ppl talk abt this stuff regardless, you can mute and block people, you can blacklist tags, you can curate your own experience to fit your needs and you dont need to harass other people into suiting your needs.

[whatthefishh]

FROM THE PROMPT LIST!!!!

can i get 4 with any of the TF boys. Prefernce to Benny or Frankie rn bc they are consuming my thoughts all day all night lately but whoever ur feeling!!!

Prompt: “My God,” Character A whispers, brushing a strand of hair from Character B’s face; hears the distinct hitch of breath. “You’re so dense,” Character A says. “I’m not… I’m not dense,” Character B breathes out, leaning into Character A’s touch.

Frankie x fem reader, just fluff with a smooch

S/o to my moots who helped offer some much needed terrible date experience to this and some frankie-ness

Frankie was your best friend. You were there for him when he was having a hard time readjusting to normal civilian life, driving him around before he was able to get his own car, hell he even stayed with you for a few weeks when he first got back.

Frankie was also there for you, like that time you didn’t want to go to the dentist alone. He didn’t make you feel like you needed him to, claiming you might need a ride back in case they gave you too much freezing. But he knew. He knew you were anxious by the way you couldn’t stop biting your lip, the way you were wringing your hands. He didn’t say anything about it on the drive over but instead played your favourite songs to try and get you to sing along.

More recently, Frankie had been there for you after a particularly bad date. You’d been mopey since your last breakup, friends pushing you to go out with a guy, any guy they’d said, just to get yourself back out there. So you did.

“Oh," he had said, with clear disdain. "You have cats?"

"Yeah, two," you show him the picture of your fur babies, your smile dying at his tone.

"Why do their eyes look like that?"

"Like what?"

"You know, creepy."

"They're not creepy!"

"They're glowing in the picture, that's pretty creepy!"

"That's what happens when you use flash, you know that right?"

Not wanting the fitted dress you wore to go to waste, you texted Frankie on your way out of the disaster date to join you for drinks.

You: wyd rn?

You: quickkkk

🐟: arent you on a date?

You: change of plans, meet me at Taps

🐟: ???

🐟: Ok be there in 15

When you walked in, Frankie gave you one look and shook his head. He bit his lip, ran a hand down his face in defeat and smiled at you.

“You wore that dress for him? And he still blew it?” Shaking his head even further at the thought, he couldn’t help but laugh. “Idiot.”

Frankie always knew how to make you feel better. There’s a reason why you called him, after all.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking. Clearly, I don’t know how to date anymore,” you admitted with a huff.

Joining him at the high table he was at, you shrugged off your jacket, giving Frankie ample time to check you out without you noticing. Unbeknownst to you, he was actually relieved when you called so soon after your supposed date time. The small part of him that held out a tiny flame for you, the part that loved making you smile, the part that wanted to be the reason you got dressed up, the part that wanted to ravage you six ways to Sunday, was aggressively clawing at the mental cage it was usually kept in.

“Well-“ he started.

“Can I get you two anything?” The server interrupted whatever Frankie was about to say.

He was quick to recover and smoothly ordered your usual drink orders and some fries to munch on as he didn’t know how hungry you were after abandoning your date. The stark contrast to your horrible encounter with the guy off the dating app had you pausing to look at him in wonder.

“What?” he asked, confusion evident.

“Nothing, I just didn’t know how predictable I was.”

“You’re not predictable, I just know what you like,” his eyes softened at the end of his sentence. There’s a look in his eyes you can’t quite place and a tightness in your chest at his comment.

Well, he should know what you liked, you’ve spent more than enough time together for him to have figured it out by now. And to be fair, you knew his usual order, too, and have picked up his favourite takeout on your surprise drop ins.

“So, tell me what this guy did that pissed you off so much you couldn’t even make it through dessert.”

So you did, much to his amusement.

“It’s funnier now but I’m telling you, it was so awkward!”

You were glad that you could laugh about it with him, the mirth in his eyes contagious as the two of you get lost in a fit of giggles again. Humming as you munched on a fry, you look back up to see Frankie just watching you with an unreadable gaze.

“What? Is there something on my face?”

“I just like looking at you.”

You felt the heat rising to your face and suddenly your drink looks entirely too interesting.

“Frankie…”

“Can I look at you some more? Please, querida? You look really nice.” He reaches out to brush some of your hair back that had fallen into your face. You make a noise, somewhere in between shock and confusion and look at him wide eyed.

“My God,” Frankie whispers, hears the distinct hitch of your breath. “You’re so dense,” he says as he settles his hand against your cheek.

“I’m not… I’m not dense,” you breathe out, leaning into his touch.

You’re certain he can hear your heart thundering in your chest as he slowly inches towards you. He definitely heard your breath hitch and he’s looking at you and looking at you with his soft brown eyes and oh-

“Can I? I’ve been really wanting to. Can I?” Frankie is staring at your lips as he mumbles this, effectively silencing you.

Your mouth stupidly opens and closes a few times, trying to figure out if he means what you think he means before you nod, finding yourself staring at his mouth now.

His lips are gentle, soft against yours when he finally closes the distance between you two. The hand on your cheek angling your face upwards towards his to better mold your lips together, deepening the kiss while you gasp at the intoxicating feeling. Frankie takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, sliding hotly against your own and groaning at the taste of you.

Pulling back for air, you’re both panting, foreheads resting against each other but you’re too shy to look at him just yet.

“Was that-“

Before he’s able to finish asking you if that was okay - which was such a stupid question on its own, you’d have to tease him about that later - you surge forward to fuse your lips together again, effectively cutting him off.

You’ll show him it was more than okay.

[aristotels]

What do you think the outcome of the AI debate will be? Does this differ from what you think it should be?

Do you consider it worth engaging in/with at all?

i dont think there will be any actual outcome because the debate in *this* form about whether it is or isnt art is useless precisely because its philosophical and doesnt have an actual answer. it also doesnt rly change anything in context of art being "expression of human emotion" or whatever. the only context i can see where ai status as art matters is the context in regards to art as a profession and that doesnt affect people making gay sex cats on their laptop or hobbyists who make art out of love. im talking about things like if ai should be allowed in applications for state fundings for visual artists, if it could be basis for joining artist guilds etc.

(p.s. you cant actually just show up and join the guild, at least not in my country - you need to have like 5 years of public activity as an artist, certain number of solo and collective and juried exhibitions completed with documentation, and your art has to meet some standard for you to be accepted.)

these are things concerning visual art as profession, not human soul or whatever. i think people keep using artist as a professional status and human activity interchangably, and it creates confusion. art as expression is humane and holy and all that, art as work and a profession is simply a category defining labour and has no moral value. same way like teaching, nursing, etc are job descriptions. artists shouldnt be above the working class. thats how arts were treated in ex-yugoslavia, where artists werent separated or holier than other people, but were a part of proleteriat. a lot of funding was being given to artists because art was supposed to be for everyone and cultural soul and food for people. (the "art is a luxury" argument has genuinly been getting on my nerves; idk who the fuck came up w it but art is a service like any other. i also believe artists have duties to their own compatriots, to provide art to the public and not just burgeoise. this is going to be taken out of context btw, but it does make sense under a communist state).

i think that this whole ai discussion is trying to elevate artists to something "grander than ordinary humans" when its rly not. the yearning wish to be acknowledged as an artist instead of prompter is a part of it as well, making the "artist" status to be the only way creativity can be recognized as worthy. i think the same of people who talk about art needing to have SOUL btw. in both cases the artist status becomes something soo special and important, when it rly shouldnt be.

the individualism of artist as an independent creator instead of a part of proleteriat collective is problematic.

anyway why do i care if ai art has art status or not? the closest example i can come up with are comics in croatian national funding, where things arent very clear. comics belong both to visual media... and literature. so for example, instead of applying for visual arts, we are required to apply comic books to the literary works funding. however, the commission prefers writers - so you have more money allocated to the writers than comic book artists, and theyre disproportionately granted. the grants are also the same amount. you get 21,000kn to write a book or draw a long form comic.

then, for example, i have an official artist status in croatia. comics are my primary activity - but see, there is no category for that. i can only be a sculptor, a painter, or a multimedia artist. and the closest thing to a comic artist is........a painter. and the requirements for the painter status require a set number of solo and collective juried exhibitions - in gallery and all. why should a comic artist who draws comics be required to participate in juried gallery exhibitions? the commission doesnt care about hundreds of pages ive drawn and the publications ive been a part of - they want exhibitions.

anyway sry for a horribly long post, but my point is that the art status of ai needs to be defined for *things like these*. in context of creative value it doesnt matter, but in context of craftmanship it might.

this might ALSO be because "umjetnik" (artist) in my language is mostly used as a defined status, while hobbyists will usually say "i dabble in art/drawing" instead of assigning themselves the label. its rarely used by someone who just likes to draw on the side. my official academic title is "diplomirani umjetnik", my national status is "samostalni umjetnik". to me the word "artist" is simply a descriptor of my job, so thats how i see and understand that word, but im realizing it might be different in the english language.

[foileadeux]

LMAO I SEE I SEE Angst real fr- though yeah i understand that hesitation lnao my personal thought generallee with how Radiance's infecty stuff might function is;; seeing her light in one's dreams is like immediate engagement in psychological warfare like a cyberbully pokemon game- and basically it comes to strength of wills and how much you want something which is why there's so many npcs that arent infected- they either have a strong mind (Hornet) or no desires/very clear set wants that could or couldnt be manipulated by Radiance (Cornifer, he's got his maps and a cool wife he has all he needs, or Quirrel who goes to Hallownest with pure adventurous intrigue and the clear subconcious of helping Monomon's unbinding).

In the saucy case of lurien for no reason at all, would something he wants the most not be having his king back to normal a hee a hoo anyway i leave with my deranged thoughts now i apologize if i intruded on your au stuff gwahhh 🏃🏃🏃🏃

WAUGH hey HEY get back here!! dont run off!!! you havent intruded!!!! i love hearing your guys' thoughts it helps Me think through stuff. BUT YEAH this is interesting i agree w the Dream Cyberbully Pokemon Game angle (interesting sentence to write out). i DO wonder if pkradi's weird situation would allow them to override this somehow, they sure are 2 gods in 1. or maybe theyre even worse at the dream cyberbullying part because pks there now and hes just yelling at them to disregard everything radi says NJGFNKJSDFJS painting an interesting picture in my head of radi trying to manipulate someone in their dream and then pk and her just start cat fighting.

and that last paragraph.... u got me fukd up.......

[abra-ka-dammit]

Going in to the vet ER every day for over a week has really shone light on how many different.... kinds of pet owners there are

and im almost kind of mad to find out i am not the most common kind. not gonna lie. bc i feel like i should be.

theres the ones who come in and sit there and bitch and leave because the triage system determined that their pet is in stable enough condition that the docs need to focus on more critical ones ahead of it and waiting is too much of a hassle despite whatever concern originally brought them to an emergency vet. the my dog ate a grape and was puking all morning and twitching and acting very strange but i dont want to wait TWO HOURS for them to be able to do the testing needed to make sure she puked all of the poison out of her system and wont like, get organ failure or some other invisible issue for it, bc she "seems fine now", so instead i'm going home. these ones piss me off, and are common.

theres the ones who come in to the emergency room with their nice pet in its nice carrier and then look at the front desk clerk like theyre abso-fucking-lutely insane when they ask them if they'd like to consent to CPR in case of cardiac arrest while under ER care, and fervently shake their head and say no, for a CAT? no, no, no... i'm not paying to give CPR to an animal. That's ridiculous. these ones piss me off, and are very common.

and there's ones like the lady and gentleman i sat by today. the lady who had clearly been crying, saw my carrier as I sat, and immediately asked about my pet. Who looked at me with big, sad eyes when I told her the story of what happened to Bojji, and who with a shaky voice told me the vets here are so compassionate, how she was so scared coming in today that she was going to have to put down her 15 year old dog, because its behavior had been so abrupt and scary (seems suddenly her left legs just, wouldnt work?), but they took the dog in immediately and comforted her. She was so shook and the stoic, silent-type man with her (husband, I presume,) was sort of sympathetically frowning and gently patting her arm or leg and i was like. oh, no. i see what kind you are. you're me. so LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT HOW GREAT THE DOCTORS HERE ARE. so i got to gush about how much the vets there clearly love the pets they care for and how they worked with me and explained everything every step of the way to make sure i can get bojji to the finish line bc they want to see the happy ending just as much as we do, and i got to see hope shine in this poor lady's eyes even before the doc finally came out. they told them their doggy was stable and scans arent showing any injuries or growths like cancer so its very likely doggo is suffering some temporal lobe issues--frustrating, likely due to old age, but can be helped out with treatment, and is nothing to be put to sleep over, certainly. the lady was so relieved, and even her husband seemed to perk up once their lil doggy was back in their arms. these types i adore and wish there were more of. before the doc came out we had talked a while about old pets, other folks pets, etc, and it was just clear the both of them adored this dog like she was their whole world and would do whatever it took to make sure she could continue her long, happy life. like pet owners should.

then a lady came in who had witnessed an untagged-but-collared dog get hit and run by a car by the side of a freeway out in nowhere lands and risked getting in trouble with state troopers for stopping on the side of the road to help it. said doggo was alive and even had her head up when riding the gurney in. despite the tagless collar the dog wasnt chipped so had no proof of ownership and was taken in as a stray, and the kind person who brought her in left with hope in her heart of seeing that doggo later on the humane society's website alive and ready to be adopted to a loving home. i, who had to sit there longer while awaiting the return of my cat whose tubes were being drained, had to deal with gaining the heart breaking knowledge that said doggo won't be making it to the humane society at all. after overhearing doctors in the back mention something being "entirely shattered", after which the listening party looked especially grim, I daresay the surgical intervention this dog likely needs is not going to have a financial backing of any sort thanks to being a "stray". i guess at least that woman's kindness means in her final moments, that doggy won't be in pain, rather than slowly dying alone and cold down in the ditch she had tumbled into after the hit. i hate that its all that woman's kindness would amount to. i hate that some person didnt even put a fucking tag with a goddamned phone number on their dog's collar. you're gonna make me go to bed tonight knowing that poor helpless dog had a fucking careless owner who let her get as far astray as a freeway, who cared enough to mark her as property but not enough to take fucking responsibility for said property, and that she needlessly experienced massive painful physical trauma and is dying tonight at a depressingly young age because the people who had her in hands and could have saved her had nobody to ask permission to do so to. do you even know she's gone? do you even care?

if i ever meet that kind of pet owner, i dont make any promises i would be able to stay civil

[sakumasmut]

awww, i get it! make sure to cool yourself off and stay hydrated🫂💕

and great to hear!!!!!! because lately my brain has been festered with cat butler izumi x dog maid reader thoughts. is this a little too specific? maybe. a little too nekopara adjacent? probably! but i think animal hybrids are cute and heat cycles are fun. in case you arent familiar with nekopara, all you have to know is "eroge about cat girls working at a maid café". am i thinking about anzu being izumi and reader's boss? izumi getting jealous some customers are being a little too "friendly" with reader and dragging them away, at first graciously and without raising questions but soon makes his motives clear to reader? anzu hearing the two going at it so hard she can't face them the next day by sheer second hand embarrassment? perhaps. does this scenario repeat more than once? absolutely.

master izumi x cat/dog maid reader works too tbh. just some food for thought

in any case, yay for animal hybrids!

-🍊

weee animal hybrids are fun. definitely haven’t heard of that ero but I’m down with the concept. you’re basically combining two great things: maids and hybrids

would imagine izumi hissing and growling at customers that get too handsy with you, then when he pulls you aside you’ll be howling loud enough for everyone to hear

also while I do like the sound of master izumi, it’s also hot for there to be someone watching, ya know? you being so blissed out that you don’t care how you look like to others enjoying the sight

[pan-fried-autism]

nikolai gets fired 3: fucka da government!!!

@bowlerhatwearer if you arent on the edge of your seat while reading this im flying out to austria city or whatever to throw pebbles at your house. ok :3

nikolai and grem were sat in the court of silverport city.

"all rise for the honourable judge pratt" said some guy.

everyone stood up as chris pratt in a judge wig sat up at the fuckin. judge stand thing. idk what its called.

"alright, losers, whats the problem" he said in that classic whte guy voice

nikolye stood up, looking like a smug dickhead in his southern lawyer getup.

"Catboy and Lame-o over there are being divorced by me, and yet theyre still being married." he boomed, pointing at the duo.

"so what are we doing today?"

"what we are doing," said chris hemsworth, grem and niks lawyer, "is deciding whether they should remain gay married, get gay divorced...

... or go to JAIL."

dun dun dun!

chris pratt shrugged, saying "okay lol. now will the plaintiff come to the stand."

nikolye swaggered up to the stand.

"do you swear to tell the truth, the truth, and the truth?" asked chris(topher) walken, who had become a pig.

"no." replied nikolye.

"thats fair"

nikolye began.

"well after i fired the lame defendant from his self employed job, i remembered that hes married to the cute i mean idiot dumb catboy defendant, which reminded me of... the past."

a single tear ran down his face, but nikolye took out his custom painted Desert Eagle and pistol whipped it away. he continued.

"anyway i didnt like it, so i collaborated with the VERY HONOURABLE missoury court system to divorce them, and sent them a polite letter telling them so. however, these BUTTHEADS wouldnt listen :("

everyone went "aww :(" at evil nikolai/nikolye's sad story. except grem and nik who were flipping him off.

"now, will the catboy come to the stand?" asked chris pratt.

"i have a name ya know" grem hissed as he went up to the stand. he also pushed over christopher walken.

"your honour", grem stated, "i'd like to make it clear to the court that me and my Nik-Nik can't get gay divorced because we are not in a gay marriage. case closed."

chris pratt blinked at them. "arent you both guys?"

"uh, yeah? but just because we're men who married each other, doesnt mean it's gay."

"could you explained to the court what that means?" asked chris evans, nikolye's lawyer.

"yeah. its not gay because neither me nor nikolai is gay."

pratt just stared down at the cat, deadpanning, "... mr akdow-mewton, i dont see how all that is relevant."

"i dont see how you got cast as mario."

pratt gasped in shock! "you take that back!!!!"

Nikolai had to hold himself back from facepalming as grem argued with judge pratt.

chris hemsworth was unable to hold himself back. as he facepalmed, he whispered to nikolai, "we're fucked, bro."

eventually chris pratt started throwing a tantrum and hit grem on the head with a gavel.

"get the hell back in your seat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled.

grem jumped back to his seat, where he made the rizz face @ nikolai.

chris pratt cleared his throat and dried his wet eyes before he start talking normally again.

"well, after mr akdow-mewton hurt my feewings like that, i must admit im INCREDIBLY skewed towards mr nikolye bad-dow in this case..."

grem and nik hugged each other in fear.

"... but, perhaps, the lame defendant could help?"

nik stood up and took a deep breath. he had to try,

he got up to the stand and cleared his throat and spoke,

"you're honoure.... i know this man is technically me, but that give him no right to split me and my beloved strawberry up. in fact, NOBODY but us has the right to do that. the government hates the little people trying to live their lives, and you're interfering in my relationship! me and grem have a bond that goes beyond love... beyond marriage, probably! if one goes down, THE OTHER GOES WITH HIM!!!!!"

the courtroom was silent.

then the courtroom erupted in applause.

chris pratt slammed the gavel and happily announced, "i pronouncs you two NOT GUILTY of anything!!!"

confetti rained down from the ceiling as nikolai breathed a sigh of relief. christopher walken came up to him.

"young man, for that awesome speech, i want to give you something."

in christopher walkens hands were some SICK ASS SHOES. they were red with a white band down the middle and white cuffs on top and yellow buckles onn the side. nikolai immediately put on the shoes because they were sick as hell.

evil nikolai sheepishly walked up to grem, who glared at him.

"so uh... congrats on winning the court case" he said awkwardly. "want to get a drink? ill pay of course"

before grem could gut him, nikolai punched nikolye in the face before beating the shit out of him on the courtroom floor. the courtroom sat there and clapped like that one funny scene in evan gay lion.

afterwards, nikolai picked up grem bridal style and carried him out of the court room.

------------

the next day, nik woke up feeling weird.

"hey grem, does your hair feel weird and bristly or is it just me?" he asked his husband.

.... who wasnt there.

but there was a slip of paper.

nikolai read it, and IMMEDIATELY ran out of the house, still in his boring pajamas.

the note was a ransom note... signed E.N!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[richardsphere]

Some Unconnected Ramblings on RWBY V9E6

So i bit the bullet and watched the Bees episode, Im still not entirely certain i'll watch the seasons I missed or watch future episodes as im not certain it'd be good for my mental health, but I needed to see the bees at least. I dont have much of an opinion on the bees tbh, the scene was good in execution if clunky in its inclusion. Yangs little wiggle-skip on the first step was absolutely adorable, The pairing works and its nice to see RT have the balls to go for it, even if i dont actually believe the people claiming it was "planned for certain" from the start. (i believe it was planned in potentia, but kept with deliberate deniability in case of backlash with Blacksun and YangXSomeoneElse as emergency fallback options)

You know, i kind of like how Jaune treats the cat. Like i dont agree with any of it, but it makes sense for the character and narative. Like, its clear that he's projecting more then just his own insecurities. He's projecting his experiences with every other authorityfigure in the known universe onto them.

From Ironwood's sociopathic sacrifice of the innocent. Lionhearts treacherous sacrficice of hundreds of hunters Ozpins manipulation and willing sacrifice of Pyrrha.

Jaune has literally no reason to believe that anyone in any position of authority or power could ever choose NOT to sacrifice the innocent for their own dubious, nebulous goals. and i sort of respect it as a narrative direction. (I acknowledge its not a healthy worldview to have, skepticism is healthy and good, cynicism is toxic and kills the soul). I just hope that JRWBY can dig him out of the cynicism before the story turns him into fallen hero territory.

I also dont think that Jaunes story is the "truth", but unlike most comments people make about it. About how he's working with incomplete data, making wrong assumptions about which twin lived, assuming malice in acts that might be different within context, and the clear show of how a decade of hindsight has tainted his view of Alix's childish naivete into an image of horrid sociopathy. Everyones talked about all of these.

but the thing i find most interesting is how he's seemingly slandering himself in his retelling.

As he retells the story, he makes it sound like he was less a guide and protector painted in the fairytale then a particularly railroad-heavy DungeonMaster, as if he was overly controlling and downright manipulative in his handling of the kids. Meanwhile we the audience know for a fact that Jaune is a good person at heart, and Jaune is demonstrably great with kids (as long as said kids arent possessed by a thousand-year old sociopath, Liches' Georg is an outlier and should not be counted). And we know Jaune was verry well aware of the dangers of the Everafter, just one misstep, one wrong tree touched and he lost decades of his life. Clearly we can reconstruct that he wasn't this shady figure he was painting himself as, he was a worried adult trying to protect two naive children from an inherintly hostile ecosystem where any whimsy the children acted on could verry well have seen them shrunk, aged, otherwise altered or possibly killed outright.

But decades of grief have tainted his own selfimage to such a degree he now believes himself to have been this malicious parasite on the kids adventure.

Also i like how he has a point about the Reincarnation-amnesia=death of personality thing. Like yeah, even if the soul continues to exist, without the memories its not really the same person.

I dont think Alice "poisoned" jaune, i think Alice cooked them all dinner using EverAfter ingredients, served Jaune first while having a talk over dinner and just played with her food long enough to see Jaune faint from poison. (before a Punderstorm/Jabberwalker/Other threat forced them to move on without him).

I dont believe him for one second when he says the cat is some sort of psychopomp, and i definitly think the cat returned to him after the twins went missing because the cat was legitimately worried about the nice and helpfull guy who'd just ate poison.

I do believe the cat is weird though, like its ability to subjegate free will is shady and creepy, its design screams "I am definitly the crown reforged into a new sentient entity by the blacksmith". I think the cat used the smith and/or tree to free itself from its godly prison, and is in essence the only "free genie" amongst the four.

[cum-villain]

me has a question

how do you assure and confirm a person with bpd that you are not abandoning them. you are just busy and have a lot going on of your own?

i just want them to be secure in the fact that i love them and never in a billion years, for anything, ever even think about leaving them. but idk how.

well, first i'll disclaim that since people with bpd (pwbpd) arent a monolith, what i may say may be absolute garbage advice for you. i'm just saying this from the perspective of a guy with bpd, and everyone experiences it differently. hell, in the dsm-5, diagnosis requires having 5 out of 9 possible symptoms, so two people with bpd can only share one of those traits and still both have bpd. so, yeah.

but with all that aside, i think just plain communication is usually the best thing. just explain you get busy, still love this person, and that it has nothing to do with them, its only your own busy schedule. this can lead to a couple responses: acceptance you're busy, which is ideal, or possible anger or betrayal you didnt make time for them.

in that case, try and reassure the person that you still love them, and maybe make a plan together to see if its possible for you to be less busy in the future. if there is no possible plan, that person will see that you dont have a choice to be busy. if there is a plan, that person will see you're making an effort to be with them. and regardless of whether it works out, the fact that you spent time together to figure out how to make things work is helpful in its own right. of course, i dont know how busy you are or if you have the time to even do that, but if its at all possible to have that time, i highly suggest this.

also, with bpd, even if you're told "hey im busy but still love you" on day one, by day 4 you may start thinking "hey what if that was just a lie so they can spend time doing other things and abandon me." so, try to remind the person you love them daily, even if its just sending a cute cat and hearts meme. may not work depending on the severity of the person's bpd, but getting sent a cute meme thats only barely consoles you is far better then radio silence.

all in all, its about reminding the person that you love them, and trying your best to not leave them alone for too long without a clear reason they can see. bpd is a bitch, so even if the person logically understands how busy you are, emotionally they still may need the other things i mentioned. the main thing is that its really great you're trying to help this person with their bpd, just knowing you're doing your best to help them fight their bpd will probably be helpful.

and, obviously, don't try and talk about big plans when the person is splitting. but im pretty sure thats obvious. just thought i'd say it anyway lol.

[donotlookatmyface]

10.05.22 - 1 : 17 p.m.

i have been semi-active in dating apps, its been about a week or two since i downloaded and updated info in them. i havent met up with anyone, no one im honestly that i share common interest with. there is ALOT of non binary people so i thought that was kinda funny. at work i was talking to a coworker about dating, him telling me about his dating life and how theres certain problems now that hes in his 30′s. ideally,  you would want to put all your eggs in one basket but, at the end of the day some things arent communicated with the other party and you can just end up worse, feeling like you wasted time. thats when it hit me that i am alone. i know i am “healing” and “finding myself” but i am alone. no one to share my rants with, i dont have a connection and i feel inadequate. i have overwhelming dreams of sex and how i would imagine what sex is like. i try not to masturbate since theres no satisfaction, nor will sex give it to me. i know im only 21, but even my parents ask about dating, “what ever happened to jellyfish?” / “you should go to <insert our country> and find you someone!” / “you should look for someone older” which i know it shouldn't bother me, and i do think i would want to marry someone with the same nationality as me since it would be easier for my family and keep in touch with my culture and all that. 

for whatever reason i always, always expect to meet ‘the one’ when i get on dating apps, but honestly no one seems to like me. i dont know if its because im not extremely either feminine or masculine, im guessing my short hair isnt as appealing as it is compared to when i had longer hair, my personality or just my looks. no one really answers to texts, no one talks to me or seems at all that interested in holding conversation. maybe i look to plain and dont want to smoke weed. 

i should be grateful that i dont have any issues but, my closest friends, in relationships, serious relationships. two of them are getting married and i plan to at least go to the court, they seem to be really happy together and honestly compliment each other, and obviously do actually love/care about each other. 

i feel as if in a stump. there is not much i do, not many people i see, not clear ambitions, and simply feel plain. i know i will be in the future thinking how this was just a weird feeling i had for a couple months years ago, but i get to be dissatisfied in the time i am experiencing it. i shouldn't feel like the things i feel now dont matter because future me wont care or wont think they are important. maybe in the future it gets to be better or what i say now doesnt matter but why do i get to suffer when i get to be happy in a future. 

i do want to go back to music writing, and just making songs again. maybe i will do something tomorrow. thing is, most of the time i do have an idea what i want to write about but i never have the right rhythm or flow i would want. i want to make something i am proud of and not rushed. something to help me talk about things or something that makes me happy, you know? 

of course, i wouldnt say a have such a horrible life, i do like where i am now, as a person and economically. i have my family, i have a stronger bond with them and spend as much time as i can with them, i have my wonderful cats, i have a job that i dont completely hate <for now> and friends that arent mean and actually talk to me and wan to be around me as well me to them. i plan on going to college, by next year and its a two year program. i hope this way i will have more of an idea what i want to do art wise, either work in character design, game design, animation, production, all that jazz. i would have to be a part timer for a while, so i am trying my best to save up as much now so i have a bit of cash in case anything goes horribly wrong or theres an emergency or maybe just have late bills or any of the sort. oh also also, i weigh 117lbs now so im not underweight or starving myself hahaaaa and i actually look my age so :0 i am healthy. 

ok bye 

[moooosh]

ok so less on the personalities and more on the character’s role in the story but-

do you see my vision

schlatt is darktail btw

[ozzo-the-wozzo]

So based on the tweets from Miraculous Mexico, it seems that Chat being sidelined isn't actually leading to anything and his story is just being with the Agrestes. She also pretty much confirmed Ladybug doesn't want to tell Chat her identity due to Chat Blanc

I think I know what tweet you’re talking about, but just in case I’ll cover two tweets that come to mind. And no matter which one it is, I don’t really take it that way at all!

(Post under cut because this is a long one lmao)

The translation of the first tweet and the question it was in response to reads as such:

“a doubt feri! Will Ladybug and chat no longer be a duo? I mean ... now that alya has the miraculous forever ... now, when there is an akuma, will the three always be there? if yes, I cry :(“

“They will always be a duo, it is just people jumping into tragedy at the slightest change, as usual xD”

“Serious question for you to realize how unfounded your fears are.... Did you see Alya help in Furious Fu? And in Guiltrip? And in Sole Crusher and in Queen Banana? XD And who was in the 4 despite of his duration on stage? Yes. Cat Noir. :3”

“People forget that Marinette was touched by what happened in Chat Blanc. She doesn't know how it happened, but she was left with the idea that they should NEVER know their identities. Alya fills a gap that Chat can't (help her as a civilian too or if something happens to her) but Chat will always be # 1.”

Feri’s response to the question does NOT say that Chat isn’t intentionally being sidelined, it is rather a reassurance that him and Ladybug are still a duo and will not become a team with Rena. In fact, Feri acknowledges Chat Noir’s minimized run time with the phrase “despite his duration on stage”. So I don’t think this tweet is saying that Chat being sidelined wont lead to anything, and is rather just reassuring he will always be there, that RENA ROUGE IS NOT REPLACING HIM, and that he and ladybug will still primarily work as a duo.

As for the 2nd tweet you may be talking about, which I’m going to assume IS the one that you’re talking about, it translates as:

“It is difficult to explain. While Ladybug is the focus for her role as guardian now, Adrien is an important part of the overall plot. Anything that involves the Agrestes will involve Adrien, but his story is subtle. You have to catch the clues.”

“His story is subtle, you have to catch the clues”

If anything in this season is going to lead to Adrien boiling over in frustration, I take this tweet as saying that the factors that lead to this breakdown wont be explicitly made clear to us right away. And Feri is right, it’s not explicit!

Everything the fandom notices in regards to Adrien’s isolation this season is subtle, is in clues: Us getting less and less transformations on his behalf, the sad look on his face that he hid from ladybug after he wasn’t needed in Optigami, the visual isolation of him being in a cage in Sole Crusher, him not joining Marinette on the walk because of his father, alongside many, many more examples. None of these can be considered “explicit”, and yet the fandom picks up on these. His story is being told to us subtlety.

But yeah, I hope what I said made sense! I’ve seen a lot of people saying Feri’s tweets disprove people’s theories that Adrien/Chat’s isolation is intentional, but I really really don’t think that’s the case!

And yes, I’m REALLY glad we finally have official confirmation that MARINETTE IS STILL AFFECTED BY CHAT BLANC!!!! GUYSSSS WHY ARENT MORE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT THIS?

Anyway yeah, that’s all! Hope I gave ya the far fetched clownery you wanted anon 🤡

[im-not-a-simp-i-swear]

Hello! Sorry for asking, but I had an idea with a friend, where Solomon is a Magical girl, but no he's not trans his hobby is being a drag queen as a Magical girl or cross dressing, I'm not sure what you'd consider, maybe he's just practicing make up because he's tired of chaotic spells; but Mc, is part of his Magical girl party and all, and everyone's reacting to Mc, and Solomon being Magical girls.

Or it's DND style Magical girls except they go into a world trying to corrupt the world, trying to defeat a 'demon' God and Mc is the bard, I don't need to say anything more Mc could just be a bard, no Mc would be the bard.

Im doing it im catching up on the asks finally!!!

MAGICAL GIRL SOLOMON

💙LUCIFER

- "hmm... aight that makes sense, anyways-" yeah he doesnt really care about this as much as you'd think

- i mean just look at his brothers: levi does cosplay, asmo uses makeup, and mammon has done modeling with high heels and probably much more, this is no surprise to Lucifer

- he does like how you seem to enjoy this however, and wont stop you from participating in Solomon's drag fun

💛MAMMON

- "how dare you hang out with Solomon and do drag with him MC" he should be the one that you should be having fun with!

- it isnt like he actually finds you cute as a magical girl or anything, that would be ridiculous! Just look at your fun puffy dress and your funky looking hair, it makes you look adorable! Wait-

- yeah you wont get a clear response from Mammon, but his tsundere act can easily tell you he enjoys how you look, but it jealous that you arent having that kind of him with him

🧡LEVIATHAN

- let him in, LET HIM IN!!!!!

- he loves it and wants to be a part of it, he can male the clothes, the wigs, everything and anything you want can be done with those hands

- he now has another reason to get along with solomon better as well, as they both enjoy dressing up as magical girls and of course it's fun

- "hey MC, i saw you crossdressing the other day with Solomon and i wondered if you both wanted to maybe cosplay with me???"(you better say yes to him)

💚SATAN

- "ah yes a classic activity among humans- are those cat ears?" All it takes for him to want to know more is that your magical girl look involves a cat in anyway possible

- otherwise he doesnt seem bothered much by the drag, if anything he finds it to be fun, however not enough to partake in it, unless of course, as said before, cats can be involved

- lf you and solomon are feeling wacky and silly then try to incorporate more feline features into your next drag, you might just manage to get Satan to join the group

💖ASMODEUS

- "you two are doing drag? WITHOUT ME!" if you thought the second brother was pissed about not partaking in your enjoyment then wait for Asmo to change that

- not only does Asmo drag, he drags like no other. Not even the best of drag queens or kings could beat his beauty skills. He WILL join you two and he WILL make you three the best drag team there ever was

- he'll also share this info on his media (if you two are chill with it of course) and will make sure everyone knows about how great you all are at dressing up as magical girls and how no one will be able to beat you three, mainly him

❤BEELZEBUB

- "cool" yeah he doesnt have a big opinion about this, as long as you are happy and having fun he is happy with it

- if you want him to partake in crossdressing then he will join but you might also need to find a way to make the clothing work with his built figure

- otherwise he'll supoort it :)

💜BELPHEGOR

- "hmm.. why is solomon in a dress?" He is too tired to concentrate properly so at first he'll think he is in some weird fever dream.

- once he realizes that isnt the case he... wont show much of a change in his reaction, however that doesnt mean he doesnt support it, he just doesnt find it as surprising or shocking as someone else would. I mean just look at his brothers-

- if you want him to participatw he will complain a bit since it implies less sleep time, but he'll do anything with you as long as it means you'll give him a smile

- he will fall asleep while working on the dresses and stuff though-