#magical girl len

[peaky-peaky]

len magica !!

[faeriegirl]

Vision.

[dia-dre]

[tsukastims]

🎀🪄 ﹔ Len Kagamine themed stimboard !

Contains pink and magical girl related stims !

Requested by ﹔anon !

Request status ﹔open !

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[askatriangleandastar]

The fact that Vlad's ghost form has a vampiric aesthetic despite that not being what he died in might be instead from the WAY he died.

It was painful, it was slow, and it was at that time considered a sickness. He was bed-ridden and, without someone who had seen this before, alone in the process of recognizing altered senses and of physical state with the loss of humanity.

It kinda sounds like some Dracula vampire stuff, honestly, and given his libraries it could've been something his mind recognized as sharing a pattern with.

It's just fascinating to consider why he might look that way in-universe, why he looks so much more like a monster in an old movie than the man he once was when that portal went wrong. That even when so much changed, his perspective on others and himself and the world changed, he still kept his name: Vlad.

[lawain-dimensional-heroes]

"...Time flies, huh... Guess...This is the day."

Drabble - Final Concert(?)

The day started off like normal, everyone in the house went out of bed on time, had their normal breakfast and all that before heading off to school. This was a special day, a potentially sad day, but a special day nontheless.

Where normally Maroon and Hanaka were parkouring, now with the last day, with the three Vocaloids having lived together with them for so long they've decided to walk with each other, maybe for one last time, with the twins walking next to each other and Miku, while on the other side Hanaka was walking next to Maroon and he next to Miku.

"...So, today's the day," Maroon spoke up as he looked at the sky, his hands resting behind his head. He was about to say something, but looking at the three's faces it was clear what the atmosphere was going to be.

"...Right.. Sorry." He lowered his hands as he continued to walked more upright rather than laid back. Two more familiar faces came to join on their way to school: Akari and Tsukine. The two were talking quietly to Hanaka while the other four remained silent.

"...Did something happen, Hanaka?" Tsukine spoke up, before Akari responds.

"It's their last concert, Tsukine."

"Oh I know it's their last concert," she responds. "It's just that they seem so...Dead on the inside."

"...Seems it's their way of coping with what's to come." Hanaka spoke up. "They're idols after all, they are pretty popular and not only that but they're not from Lawain City. Add that to the 2 years of being here and the relationships they have with a lot of us now and--"

"Hanaka." Maroon spoke up, overhearing the three's conversation. His face was serious, a similar kind of serious she saw when danger was around the corner. She knew why he was looking at her like that, so with a nod, she was silent. The two tried to ask why, but Hanaka tried to shush them, before pointing at the three's expressions. Tsukine sighed, wanting to think of a way to cheer them up, but in the end she decided it's best to be silent.

Once they were near the park, Maroon spoke up.

"...Rin, Len. You two are going to the secondary school, correct? If you take the path here on the left you'll be there on time. Hanaka, Akari, Tsukine. Can you two accompany them to their school this one last time?" The three girls nodded before the five waved goodbye, leaving only Maroon and Miku heading to school.

As they were heading to school, Maroon looked at her, her face as stoic as if she had no emotions whatsoever. A moment of silence came before he decided that if it was the last day, he rather want to head there whilst holding her hand than to act like they weren't in a relationship anyway, so with that, he walked closer to her and wrapped one arm around her waist whilst holding her hand.

"..." He looked at her direction and noticed she was finally looking at him again. They didn't exchange words, but their eyes already told each other the story.

Once they arrived at school, Hanaka and their friends arrived just in time before school started. And with that bell ringing, Miku's last school day started.

The atmosphere of the class was unusually calm. Mostly the classmates were talking here and there from time to time, but not this time. This time everyone was calm, like there was tension surrounding the class.

Once lunch break happened, they were allowed to have lunch outside of the school building, but with Maroon, Miku and co they were on the rooftop eating lunch and even then, they were silent. In Miku's mind, she was monologuing.

'...Only a couple of hours, then another lunch break, then 2 hours more until school ends...After that, it'll be time time to say goodbye to my classmates...I'm going to miss them.'

And with that, a familiar voice echod in her mind.

'....And they will miss you too.'

"!?" Miku turned to look at the one who she knew where that voice belonged to: Maroon's, who was softly sighing, before looking back at her, what the voice said got her to cry. She decided to cling to him Maroon meanwhile wrapped one arm around her once more. gently letting her lean more to him.

Once lunch break ends they continued to study till the next lunch break. And then continued studying once the second lunch break ended.

Once that final bell rang, they were leaving school, but it wasn't a normal end. No, once Miku and the group were outside they saw the whole school making way for them-- for her. Words were unclear as each schoolmate said something different from the other, but the ones that were audible were that of encouragement.

"Do your best out there!" and "Knock it out of the park!" were one of the few that could be heard. Maroon and Hanaka were almost expecting her to cry, but like there's a switch flipped in her mind, she was...Smiling? It almost seemed like she wasn't worried about it at all.

Once they were heading to the center city area where the concert was going to be held, they were met with the twins, greeting the group calmly. The two had a calm smile to them, but their eyes? Almost lifeless. Maroon noticed and recognized that look anywhere, before he turned to look at Miku's face. She had that smile still, but her eyes were just as devoid of life...

Those eyes confirmed it. That happiness was an act in front of the schoolmates, which did cause him to be stunned in silence.

The whole way was silence once more. All the way until they arrived at the concert in question. The same concert where it all began, only there weren't fans waiting in the line yet as it was too early.

"...Well then..." Maroon spoke up as he looked at the building in question. "...Here we are. The time is almost upon us...And by us I mean you three." He looked at the twins and Miku. Miku nodded slowly before checking in her bag.

"Hold on-- let me give you all something."

She pulled out four tickets from her bag. They were tickets to the very concert they were standing near to.

"...V.I.P seats. Hopefully you can all enjoy the performance. Just...Enjoy it. We'll go out with a bang I promise. I'll be fine. We'll be fine..."

"Meek's right," Rin responds with a nod. "This isn't our first rodeo after all. Probably won't be our last." And then Len spoke up. "We've dealt with situations like this too, even if this is a bit different from our last one."

"...Right, now all we need is Rin taking a military drone and me trying to catch it again and we'll be back to square one." Maroon joked.

Rin flinched at that joke, a shine in her eyes showed for a moment. "H-hey, why'd you say that all of a sudden!"

"...There it is." Maroon responded, noticing the life in her eyes return as he ruffled her head a little bit. Rin almost wanting him to stop but she couldn't as he cheek reddened a little bit of embarrassment. Maroon meanwhile had small cocky grin on his face as he nodded a tiny bit. "Just enjoy yourselves and we'll enjoy your performance. Okay? That goes for everyone of you...And especially you too." That last part he looked at Miku, who was looking at him for a while.

The two were silent once more, waiting for one to speak up. But the one who spoke up wasn't either of them, it was Tsukine.

"...If you two need to bang each each other, there's still time for that."

The two flinched at that, while Akari and Hanaka couldn't help but chuckle at that comment.

"Okay, we can come early, but it's no time bed talk, okay?" Maroon responds, cheeks a bit red but other than that reacting normally.

"Okay okay," Tsukine responds, chuckling a bit. Miku and the twins looked at eachother with a raised eyebrow, wondering why the behavior, before bundling it up to as another coping mechanism.

Maroon patted Miku's shoulder before taking a couple of steps back. "...Do your best out there. Once that's done, we can celebrate, right?"

"..." Miku and the two were silent upon that question...But in the end Miku nodded. Without saying anything else, Miku stepped inside the concert, with the twins following soon after they waved goodbye at the four.

With the three now away from the four, the heroes and guardian can finally speak on their mind.

"...They're hurting." Tsukine said. "You can just see in their eyes. The dead look while faking a smile, not to mention we saw Miku literally crying at school."

"..." Maroon nodded at that comment. "...Yes. They've been living in here for months if not two years by now. Miku seemingly being affected the most out of the three."

"Gee, I wonder why." Hanaka responds, eyeing at her brother. The other two females looked at him too. Maroon noticed the three now eyeing at him.

"O-o-okay, maybe I wanted to spend a bit more time with her than usual, but can you blame me!? Especially these last few days too!! I know Miku is going through a lot, but it's not like I alone was the reason-- okay sure maybe a bigger reason but not the only reason!"

Akari sighed, lightly pinching the bridge of her nose. "...Still, she's going to through a lot today."

"...Trust me Akari. I know she's going through a lot...But I also know that she wouldn't want me to worry about her...But something tells me that won't stop her from breaking down and cry...I just hope she knows to stop when she needs to."

Meanwhile in the green room, the three were already dressed, but they didn't say much to each other. Len was leaning against the wall, Rin was on a chair, wrapping her arms around her legs and Miku was just rubbing her arms, her fingers slightly twitching here and there.

"..." Len normally wasn't the one to talk much, but in this situation he felt like needed it.

"...You know, in these two years...Even in the first day-- we didn't really treat this as just another set of concerts to go through including the free days, did we?"

He got no response out of them. Miku was silent and even Rin, who he knew would speak a lot is silent. Knowing the atmosphere of it all and how they're feeling, he let out a sigh, a little bit frustrated about them.

"Right, this is why the manager never wants us to make long lasting friendships with anyone outside of our work circle. We get too attached to the point where we don't want to leave. And worst of all, one of us has more than just friends now."

Rin give him a very light punch on his shoulder, causing him to flinch. But it was clear to him that she wasn't in a good mood either. All three of them weren't.

"...But we're too close to call it quits now. We can't delay it, now can we..?"

The sun was setting, the three girls outside of the concert were already dawning their hero outfits. As for Maroon? He was dawning his royal attire that he got from his big sister and her family. By now the crowd of people are starting to gather infront of the ticket booth. It's only a matter of time till the concert begins.

The people in the crowd meanwhile did notice them-- they were known figures in the city after all, being heroes and all. Even Maroon had some attention, regardless of his former reputation, with him now having a reputation of a prince.

"Excuse me, are you all the genuine heroes of this city?" One bystander spoke up. "Sorry, sir- my liege-- have you come to see the concert as well?" The other said. Soon they had a small group surrounding them. The group was surprised to se the attention.

"U-uhhh, I guess we're famous here, huh...?" Hanaka spoke up, nervously chuckling to herself. "What do you expect? We're heroes after all." Akari responds, "We're bound to gain some attention or two." "True, but still..." Hanaka looked at Maroon and Tsukine who weren't taking it too badly. "...At least some aren't affected by it much."

"Yes, I have," Maroon responds to the other bystander. "We were just about to enter and it'll be really nice if everyone can make way, alright? W-we are in a bit of a time cramp here."

"Time cramp right." Tsukine responds with a raised eyebrow.

This attention didn't last long. Soon enough they had room to get inside. As they were walking, memories of the time the three spent with them all flashed back in their minds. From just meeting the, to the first concert, to having them experience the heroes in action, etc. to the last few months...

And it has all come down to this very day. The VIP seat wasn't the front row seat, but one of the hanging platforms on the sides. Why it was on the sides who knows, but they had a free seat picked by Miku.

Akari and Tsukine were partly excited for it regardless of the situation, mostly because it is their first time seeing them perform on stage, while Hanaka was looking a bit concerned, before looking at her brother who had his arms crossed, looking at the center stage waiting for the performance to reach a certain point.

The performance took a bit to get going, but once the start it looked as if everything seemed to go smoothly. The crowd went wild and it seemed like the three had it under control. While Akari and Tsukine were joining in the hype, the way Maroon was calmly observing the performance didn't make Hanaka feel any more at ease. Maroon leaned against a small crack in space time he used as a wall as he kept observing.

"...Is something wrong, Maroon?"

"...Look closely at their faces-- or rather the quick glances they give to her." His eyes squinting as his pupils sharpened. "...Watch. We might have to help her out soon."

"But how--" Hanaka asked.

"...We'll just have to wait and see."

A couple of songs were of the three, then with the two. The fun seemed to continue...

Then it was time for Miku to be solo on stage, the star herself. But she always wanted to say things first before she continued to perform and today was no exception. So here she was, centerstage, with the twins watching from the backroom. While the twins exchange glances, it was clear from their expressions that they weren't confident.

"...Do you think this is the tipping point..?" Rin asked to Len. "...Unless she can keep her mind in the game? Likely..."

Silence surrounds the concert for three seconds as the tealnette took a few seconds to calm herself before speaking up.

"...Thank you, everybody! Thank you all for coming to see this performance in this city. It has been a blast performing for you all here and it has been a blast experiencing the wonderful things this city has to offer."

It al seemed fine so far, nothing seemed wrong....

"Two years really flew by and I couldn't be more happy to have performed for you all. Two years. A lot can happen in such a short time. I've met some great friends in here, friends who I never expected to end up to be so amazing and..."

...Until the hard part came.

"..And I...I..."

Silence came from the crowd. At first, it seemed like to the crowd it wasn't sure what she was going to say.

"...Am going...To miss..."

But as moments passed, it started to become more audible, sniffing, audible talking turned into wimpers. It started to become clearer what was going on.

"....ALL. OF. THEM."

The reality of her time in Lawain City being nearing it's end was setting in her mind, realizing that her heart was never ready for this moment, no matter how much she may wish it was the case.

Everyone but the wimpering idol taking center stage was quiet. Those on the front row were see what was on her face and it already was clear to the group what was on her face.

This last performance was broadcasted live, making it known not only to the people of the concert or the people of Lawain City, but across not only this world, but multiple worlds, maybe through the whole universe that this idol was at her breaking point.

But she had to push on, even if it hurts.

"...So I'm...."

The worst part? Memories of the past 2 years being in Lawain city was rushing in her mind, as if her body is reminding her that all these moments she have had on this planet is just temporary and the friends she has made she can only visibly see them for at least today and probably at best a day or two extra.

On the VIP seat, the girls were already talking to themselves on what to do, before they were going to ask Maroon, but he wasn't present. They knew exactly what he is doing right now.

"...I-I...."

her mind overflowing with these moments to the point where her fear was taking ahold of her. It became visible, very visible now, that accompanied by the sniffling and the wimpering...Were tears. And as much as she was trying to be prepared for this moment...

"...CAN'T DO IT!!!"

She screamed as she had to let that go, before she was on her knees, her head lowered as she can't even muster the courage to let the audience see her face.

All of this was too much for this was her breaking point. By now she had dropped the mic which rolled to the side. The twins were about to step up and try and help her, but they heard the door being kicked open. And they knew who was the one the moment they saw that familiar blonde haircolor.

"B-brother--" Len spoke up, "What're you doing here? You should be-"

But by then he already walked passed the twins and went onto the stage.

The crowd suddenly noticed him entering the stage, making his way forward, all the way to her. He was kneeling before the idol. With his dual reputation, the crowd was more confused than anything, but watches what is going on.

Looking at her tears, her fear having come to light, Maroon gently felt her left her cheek. He could feel the tears dripping from her face before softly speaking.

"...Hey, Miku." He lightly wiggled his thumb, rubbing her little cheek a bit. With the tears she's shedding it was hard to see for her who it was, but even then the silhouette was clear who it was. So instinctively, she clinged to him again. burrying her face against his chest. This in return made him wrap one hand around her.

"...Can you go on?" A question with an obvious answer. He could feel her head shake. Without much to say, he looked for the mic she dropped, once he found it, he picked it up, before he tried to stand with her. He turned to look at the silent audience while Miku, who still was in tears and covering her face, was now looking away from the audience.

"...As much as this performance would last a bit longer, we have some pressing matters to attend to. We apologize for the abrupt ending. I hope you all understand what she is going through and we once again apologize for the sudden ending and we still wish you all have a fine night. Goodnight everyone and we hope to inform you all soon."

And with that, he walked with her to the back rooms, before he and the twins and soon the rest of the friend group was around to comfort the girl.

This didn't end with a banger or at a satisfactory note, no...

It ended with the #1 idol breaking down live, crying out of fear of leaving her new found friends and family.

[sleepy-bunbun-ace]

each of the vs' breeds in the prsk x twst au

school sekai (dogs):

miku - pomeranian

luka - borzoi

stage sekai (bunnies):

miku - english lop

rin - lilac rabbit

street sekai (hamsters):

miku - european hamster

len - asiatic dwarf hamsters

meiko - syrian syrians

wonderland sekai (fluffy cats):

miku - calico cat

kaito - maine coon

empty sekai (owl):

miku - a snowy owl that is half of kanade's height

[maze-arts]

*vibrating* I have so many ideas for the magical boys au I'm going to explode! Why can't I just finish the first episode faster and skip the character development/j

I'm already in the freaking season 2 of a show that doesn't even have an entire episode...

[makingqueerhistory]

I’m actually serious about this, if at all possible, right now is a very good time to request queer books from your local library. Whether they get them or not is not in your control, but it is so important to show that there is a desire for queer books. I will also say getting more queer books in libraries and supporting queer authors are pretty fantastic byproducts of any action.

This isn’t something everyone can do, but please do see if you are one of the people who has the privilege to engage in this form of activism, and if you are, leverage that privilege for all you’re worth.

For anyone who can’t think of a queer book to request, here is a little list of some queer books that I think are underrated and might not be in circulation even at larger libraries:

Refusing Compulsory Sexuality: A Black Asexual Lens on Our Sex-Obsessed Culture by Sherronda J. Brown

Silver Under Nightfall by Rin Chupeco     

Harvard's Secret Court: The Savage 1920 Purge of Campus Homosexuals by William Wright    

The Perks of Loving a Wallflower by Erica Ridley   

God Themselves by Jae Nichelle

IRL by Tommy Pico        

The Pink Line: Journeys Across the World's Queer Frontiers by Mark Gevisser

Passing Strange by Ellen Klages             

The New Queer Conscience by Adam Eli

Fierce Femmes and Notorious Liars: A Dangerous Trans Girl's Confabulous Memoir by Kai Cheng Thom          

Queering the Tarot by Cassandra Snow              

Wash Day Diaries by Jamila Rowser

Queer Magic: Lgbt+ Spirituality and Culture from Around the World by Tomás Prower            

Before We Were Trans: A New History of Gender by Kit Heyam   

Beyond the Pale by Elana Dykewomon 

Hi Honey, I'm Homo! by Matt Baume      

The Deep by Rivers Solomon

Homie: Poems by Danez Smith

The Secret Life of Church Ladies by Deesha Philyaw  

The Companion by E.E. Ottoman 

Kapaemahu by Dean Hamer, Joe Wilson, Hinaleimoana Wong-Kalu

Sacrament of Bodies by Romeo Oriogun     

Witching Moon by Poppy Woods 

Tell Me I'm Worthless by Alison Rumfitt    

Dead Collections by Isaac Fellman    

Disintegrate/Dissociate by Arielle Twist           

Dear Senthuran: A Black Spirit Memoir by Akwaeke Emezi             

Peaches and Honey by Imogen Markwell-Tweed      

Nepantla: An Anthology Dedicated to Queer Poets of Color by Christopher Soto

[pinkcomputer]

Vocaloid songs that turn 10 in 2024

ELECT - niki ft. Lily (02.01.2014)

Schwarzer Regen - regulus ft. Hatsune Miku (05.01.2014)

Kokoronashi - ChouchouP ft. GUMI (05.01.2014)

Close to you - niki ft. Lily (26.01.2014)

Love! Snow! Really Magic - Mitchie M ft. Hatsune Miku (31.01.2014)

Mono Poisoner - DECO*27 ft. Hatsune Miku (31.01.2014)

Sincerity: Drastic Treatment for Pretended Innocence - Suzumu ft. Kagamine Rin, Kagamine Len (01.02.2014)

At God's Mercy - rerulili ft. Hatsune Miku, Kagamine Rin, GUMI (07.02.2014)

Therefore You and Me - 4o ft. Hatsune Miku (13.02.2014)

Stickybug - DECO*27 ft. Hatsune Miku (14.02.2014)

DECORATOR - kz ft. Hatsune Miku (20.02.2014)

Sea Lily Deep Sea Tale - n-buna ft. Hatsune Miku (24.02.2014)

Glass Wall - GuitarHeroPianoZero ft. Hatsune Miku (01.03.2014)

+♂ - Giga ft. Kagamine Len (20.03.2014)

Streaming Heart ft. Hatsune Miku (21.03.2014)

Blessing - halyosy ft. various (11.04.2014)

PartyxParty - HitoshizukuP, Yamasankakkei ft. various (15.04.2014)

Detained Teacher - HoneyWorks ft. flower (17.04.2014)

Heart Chrome - Hachioji-P ft. anon & kanon (25.04.2014)

Anti Beat - DECO*27 ft. Hatsune Miku (28.04.2014)

Miss Wanna-Die - Switch ft. IA (26.05.2014)

SLoWMoTIoN - PinocchioP ft. Hatsune Miku (27.05.2014)

Love Doll - DECO*27 ft. GUMI (30.05.2014)

Patchwork Staccato - Toa ft. Hatsune Miku (12.06.2014)

Undead Enemy - Giga ft. Kagamine Rin (20.06.2014)

NEXT NEST - TENKOMORI ft. Hatsune Miku (27.06.2014)

Nice to Meet You, Mr. Earthling - PinocchioP ft. Hatsune Miku (02.07.2014)

on the rocks - OSTER project ft. MEIKO, KAITO (08.07.2014)

Imperfect Animals - Utsu-P ft. Kagamine Rin, GUMI (25.07.2014)

Ballerina Girl - Mikito-P ft. GUMI (28.07.2014)

The Butterfly, Flower and Spider - HitoshizukuP, Yamasankakkei ft. Kagamine Rin, Kagamine Len, VY2 (04.08.2014)

No title - Giga, Reol ft. Hatsune Miku (17.08.2014)

Night Sky Patrol of Tomorrow - Orangestar ft. IA (19.08.2014)

Sharing The World - BIGHEAD ft. Hatsune Miku (24.08.2014)

Burenai ai de - Mitchie M ft. Hatsune Miku (28.08.2014)

EveR ∞ LastinG ∞ NighT - HitoshizukuP, Yamasankakkei ft. various (03.09.2014)

Hibikase - Giga ft. Hatsune Miku (23.09.2014)

Heart a la Mode - DECO*27 ft. Hatsune Miku (03.10.2014)

Happy Halloween - Junky ft. Kagamine Rin (10.10.2014)

The Straight-Faced Science Girl - Ningen Dokku ft. Kagamine Rin, Kagamine Len (10.10.2014)

Don't Put My Name in the Endroll - MikitoP ft. Hatsune Miku (12.10.2014)

Goodbye - CircusP ft. Hatsune Miku (14.10.2014)

Dawn and Fireflies - n-buna ft. Hatsune Miku (11.11.2014)

Most Certainly... Undoubtedly... A Goddess!! - UtataP ft. Hatsune Miku (26.11.2014)

Connecting - halyosy ft. various (05.12.2014)

Portrait of the Pirate F - HitoshizukuP, Yamasankakkei ft. various (30.12.2014)

[peaky-peaky]

Miku's turn to get magica-d! Want me to draw your fav as a magical girl? Send requests for my next drawing in the ask box!

[inbarfink]

Interesting to note that Fionnaworld losing it's magic is not the only thing that changed about it when Ice King was turned back into Simon Petrikov. The 'side-effects' of it being in Simon's head seem to have... inverted.

Because the whole thing about Fionnaworld being in Ice King's head is that this is how he 'got the idea' for his 'Fionna and Cake' stories. Even though Ice King was supposed to just be 'a big nutty hard-drive', it seems like IK's subconsciousness had some sort of a connection to Fionnaworld and absorbed information from it - that Ice King's conscious self then put into his stories.

This... doesn't seem to be the case with Simon. You know, it's not like he goes 'oh, I get ideas for Fionna and Cake stories sometimes I just don't want to write them because I associate them too much with the Trauma of being Ice King' or even "I can't relate to Fionna and Cake anymore! But I do have some ideas for a pre-war era story about the quarter-life crisis of a blonde girl also coincidentally named Fionna!".

There's no indication that he gets any sort of 'ideas' from the Fionnaworld in his head anymore, a fact that he attribute to, just, a lack of interest in the characters.

Maybe one could speculate that Ice King's magic-infused mind gave it more of an ability to connect to the AU God Shoved in His Head. But.... Simon Petrikov's subconscious is still connected to it on some level. As we can see by the fact Simon's thoughts and immediate surrounding keep effecting the events going on in Fionnaworld.

Did this ever happen with Ice King? It's really hard to say, since we've seen so little of the 'real' Magical Fionnaworld. It was almost always filtered via the lens of Ice King's 'fanfiction'. Like, most obvious examples of 'Fionna and Cake' stuff being influenced by IK's psyche are probably just supposed to be him rewriting the stories in an inaccurate way.

But still, since Prismo was also actively 'writing stories' for Fionnaworld, and he considered it his own personal creative outlet, and since he found Ice King to be a satisfactory 'hard drive' for it all... Like, I'm going to assume that if IK's subconscious had a noticeble effect of the events of the Magical Fionnawrold - Prism wouldn't have been happy with it.

What I think is going on is related less to the matter of the magical-ness of Simon's brain and more to the other factor that Prismo mentioned in regards for picking Ice King's brain

It's emptiness.

Under the effect of the Magic Crown's Curse, Simon has lost most of his long-term (and sometimes even short-term) memories and, like, a lot of knowledge and intellectual skills he used to have. And that meant... a lot of space to store a whole-ass universe in his head, with probably also room to spare.

And maybe even the emptiness of IK's 'cursed dome' acted a bit like a vacuum - causing some information from Fionnaworld to leak into his mind.

But once Simon became himself again, all of this information and knowledge was restored inside his head. And maybe most of the experience of being Ice King is just 'dream-like impressions' like he said back in 'Betty' - but he still seems to retain some memories of these 1000 years as well. Back in 'Betty' he seems to have immediately remembered Finn and Jake, and after being permanently cured, well... he does seem to at least remember the events of "I Remember You' vividly enough to try and recreate them.

So now Fionnaworld is in a head full to the brim with stuff and... well, now it's, like, smooshed up with all of these elements of Simon's mind and psyche. Metaphorically, I'm visualizing it as, like, a bunch of items shoved inside an overstuffed cupboard and Fionnaworld is getting squashed and bent according to the shape of Simon's thoughts and memories that are shoved up close beside it. Less 'breathing room' for the world, and so Simon's thoughts can subconsciously affect the world more. But Fionnaworld information isn't leaking out anymore cause, like, there's enough out-there already.

That might also explain why Fionnaworld seems to be so damn small. Not even a full city as much as a few blocks.

It should be about as large as the actual Land of Ooo, but it might've shrank to be 'compact' enough to still fit into Simon's no-longer-empty mind.

(But now that they're free from his head and also canonized that's no longer a concern. It's alright now.)

[doumachi]

princess treatment with tyun :3

no warnings. just tyun being hubby material

taehyun knows just how to make you feel special and cherished. it's like he has this magical ability to make every moment with him feel like a fairytale.

he is a master of surprises. he loves to plan these incredible dates that leave you speechless. from romantic candlelit dinners in fancy restaurants to surprise weekend getaways to beautiful destinations, he knows how to sweep you off your feet and make you feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

but it's not just about the grand gestures. taehyun pays attention to the little things that make you feel like a princess. he always opens doors for you, pulls out your chair, and holds your hand as you walk together. it’s those small acts of chivalry that make you feel so loved and valued.

taehyun has this incredible ability to make you feel like the most beautiful girl in the room. he never fails to tell you how stunning you look, and his words have a way of making your heart skip a beat. it’s like he sees you through this magical lens that highlights all of your best qualities.

another thing that sets taehyun apart is his thoughtfulness. he remembers the things that matter to you, like your favorite flowers or the kind of chocolate you love. he surprises you with these little gifts that show he's been paying attention and that he truly cares. it’s those thoughtful gestures that make you feel like a princess who is adored and cherished.

[captainmera]

i never realised just how much tgb had changed how i thought about the characters (mostly vee) until yesterday when i was re-looking over my toh fan-art. You wrote them so well that i forgot that it wasnt all in the show. like how vee and gus weren't shown to being best friends, vee never got to be angry/shocked by hunter or just willow still holding a little grudge against amity. They are just cool details and im so clad they were added! ps your great

Thank you! Wow that's very flattering! I'm glad you are enjoying it!

I really like Vee, and the more I think about the gang's time in the human-realm, the more I sit back in my chair and think "Ah man, these arcs are really necessary and interesting though.."

Vee also holds a lot of plot, as a basilisk. We can speculate what the reason is that they were extinct, for example (grimwalkers were extinct too).

Wat I really enjoy about TOH's characters are how easily and smoothly they weave into each other's themes and arcs. Their personalities and histories makes them all perfect friends to both build them up and break them down. It's a chefs kiss.

Vee is no different! The set-up for her character was perfectly slotted in to what the other characters needed for their time in the human-realm. And the theme I think the human-realm was supposed to embody.

The demon-realm arc for Luz was a hero's journey, but because of the foil of the trope, and that the point was that: there is no hero/chosen one actually, and the rebels didn't make it in time like in the books, and just because it's a different realm it didn't mean Luz could escape - escapism is temporary.

Dana has said grief and hope are core elements of the story, and she chose to tell it through a foiled trope of being chosen/hero's journey, layered with a religious trauma lens.

To me, looking at Luz as the main character, means looking at her as a nerdy girl in need of escapism, wanting to find purpose, and avoiding her emotions about her dad's passing.

The return to human-realm would be, for Luz, a turning point where TOH turns from being about a hero's journey and a journey about the steps of grief and healing - at the end of it, she will find the light.

Vee, to me, is kind of like a new take on the guide character. She is not a guide, in the sense that she has all the answers, but rather all the truths.

She was right when she told Luz she had everything and still chose to run away. They're not the same. Vee is also a lot better than Luz at being normal and fitting in, something Luz has been playing off and avoiding facing. Luz sees herself as being different as a bad thing, she tried to run away to a place where "weird" was normal and that didn't work out. Now she's back home and feels that it's all her fault bad things happened, because she is herself. And the person she is is different. And different didn't mean special, just different. Of course she's depressed.

The same is true for all the other characters. Vee gets to reflect their truths too, simply by being crafted, narratively, into being the guide.

Hunter gets to face his actions as the GG, come to terms with the nuances of his bad actions, whatever reason he committed what he did. Find forgiveness not just from Vee but himself too. He gets to start over, just like her. She shows him it's possible.

Gus gets someone to share his dream with, his love and enthusiasm for the human realm. A place that Vee feels is more home than where she came from. Gus gets to grow as a person, both morally and intelligently. As does Vee, she gets somebody who shows her that she doesn't just have to be a refugee, she can have a purpose here. She can be an ambassador.

Willow was set up to have an arc where she mistook her newfound magical and physical strengths (she is working out a lot in canon after she changed track), for inner strengths. Willow is a sensitive girl, and a bit of a berserk (I mean she was willing to burn her own mind just to hurt Amity). Willow having to face Vee, who isn't physically stronger than her but is significantly further down the road of being internally strong, is something Willow can learn from. Perhaps even have conflict with! (but more so a conflict with herself than with Vee, really.)

With Amity, Vee has a simpler role. I think to Amity it's more so showing that it's possible to live in the human realm, and giving her hope that going back and forth is a future for everyone who wishes to do so. Creatively speaking, I think Amity and Vee more so to bounce off one another for the plot, rather than character growth or decline.

Camila, I think, is the most interesting. Because she has now spent approximately a year with Vee, half of it thinking she was Luz and having feelings about her daughter having changed so much, the line "I'm glad youre still creative" comes to mind. As well as the terror of losing Luz again. But also, because she has had her own unseen arc and development with Vee, and them having bonded into a foster family that we never got to see glimpses of, it goes without saying that Camila has already done the internal work to take on more kids if that's necessary. I think she saw these kids by her door and thought "yep. They're mine now too." Vee, I think, is interesting to toss into the family dynamic between Luz and Camila, who seemingly are misunderstanding one another significantly. Vee sees them both, and can be a voice of reason when it comes to it. Or if it would come to it.

ANYWAY MY RANTS ARE LONG. IM DONE. THANKS FOR READING.

[cavernfullofexistentialdread]

Describing my favorite musicals in the most convoluted ways

(Since no one got my “ah yes my favorite musicals” post and it’s funny to confused people)

Bleach cleans out red gunk (worst fucking person you’ve ever met) and indirectly causes two (allegedly gay) boys to get shot, traffic lights are the reason why a Highschool almost gets blown up. Blue girl and her homocidal boyfriend fight in a boiler room

Local Canadian magic mystery man and a rat torture children’s souls in the after life only to lead them all to realize a happier mentality and revive a mysterious female deer

The embodiment of capitalism and his philosophy assistant fight a widowed man and a bunch of children while a selfish woman starts a cult in order to build a giant door (Russia’s door causes Moscow to explode)

RANDOM ASS BLUE SHIT RUINS AUTISM RIZZ AND EVERYTHING GOES TO SHIT

An analysis of Highschool hierarchy, stereotypes, and systemic problems portrayed through the lens of a half sided murder mystery and children fighting elderitch horrors beyond their control …again. WITH GUNS AND A MAGIC BOOK THIS TIME!!

Using the fundamentally misogynistic ideology of female spectacle and the male gaze through hyper-femme pop stardom in a concert to evolves girl power into its final form. Casually keeping everything JUST A TEENSY BIT QUEERCODED

[formuladoll]

how do i make you love me? — lando norris

after celebrating his first podium, lando acts upon repressed feelings as you seem to be slipping from his fingers— right into his rival's hands.

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how do i make you want me, and make it last eternally?

You were no stranger to falling in love. Whether it was the overpowering magnetism or the instinctive selflessness, you irrevocably believed in it all. How could you not? He showed you what it felt like to care for someone— to love.

It was your proximity to the sport that started it all. Even after many doubted your capabilities due to your lack of experience and the blatant sexism tainting motorsports, your vitality and passion got you a position as a broadcaster targeting the younger audience.

Lando would never admit to the countless hours he spent reading your articles or listening to your podcast. It was mesmerizing to witness your energetic self being fascinated by the sport; he was blown away by you, all of you.

He would find himself unwillingly looking for you in the paddock, almost as if a glance of your radiant smile charming the camera would turn his day into one worth living. The late escapades driving through the streets of Monaco, the reassuring talks after a tough race, and the collection of pictures living in his camera testified in favor of an undeniable bond. A mixture of feelings blurring the dividing line supposed to protect you from falling apart— from breaking each other in a twisted maneuver dictated by fate.

Lando admired your unconditional nature since the beginning of your friendship— how you understood his need for comfortable silence on tough days and how you escaped the media pen to celebrate his first podium in Austria. The champagne shower wouldn’t have been as memorable without his girl smiling up at him, letting him know how proud she was with a pair of glossy eyes. Claiming a step on the podium for the first time was bliss for the British driver, and he couldn’t wait for you to see him take the highest position.

A now very much drenched Lando reminisced at the last laps of the race, how everything fell into place for him to demonstrate he is worth it. The strong and impatient knocking of the door to his driver's room brought him back to reality, already knowing who awaited him outside as approached the entrance. "There you are," he exhaled while holding the door, struggling to breathe as soon as your arms wrapped around his middle and head rested on his chest. "I had a good feeling about this one. Your first podium, Lando," you congratulated as his smile grew and your bodies melted together in a meaningful embrace. "Champagne’s on me tonight."

Euphoria consumed him that night. Lando couldn’t help but feel like the timing for his first podium in Formula One was impeccable, he survived a long difficult season with McLaren and everything was finally falling into place. He was hopeful for the future, and it would be impossible not to visualize you in it.

Every light in the nightclub seemed to be attracted to your swaying body, highlighting your presence. His camera held in its memory a series of portraits of what he described as a heavenly sight; Lando couldn’t let it go unnoticed. He fell more for you each time he saw you through the lens, your smile exuding magic from it while your eyes flirted with the camera.

Lando seized the DJ controller after a couple of shots with Carlos and was now mixing, holding your waist with his right hand to pull you into his body and create space between you and the people surrounding him. You swayed to the music as Lando playfully took off his sunglasses and put them on you. “Looking like a proper DJ now, love,” he teased while slightly slurring his words.

You smirked before emptying the contents of your glass into your mouth. "Don’t tempt me, Norris, I might surprise you.” He smirked and went back to playing around with his tracks, “I'm going for another drink," you explained before he let you go with a playful squeeze of your middle— "be careful, please. I'm watching you from here," he answered. With a final laugh, you left a kiss on his cheek and took his camera with you to ensure his tipsy self didn’t lose it.

The nightclub was filled to the brim, which explained why you struggled to push your way through people while getting to the bar. A warm hand wrapped itself around your arm, pulling your body away from the mass and into what you recognized as an exclusive section. "You seemed to be having a hard time out there," Charles said as he slyly gave you a head-to-toe look and offered you a drink.

"Is that Lando's camera? That fucker can't go anywhere without it," Pierre interrupted as he approached the pair of you, holding an oversized bottle of Don Pérignon. You nodded in response to his question after greeting him with a familiar hug. “It was about time he took his first podium. He’s quite talented, just like his beautiful best friend,” he continued with a smirk as his flirty persona made you chuckle. “Come on, you two are looking way too sober,” Pierre complained as his arm guided you and Charles out of the space and onto the dance floor.

Large sips of champagne took place in between drunken laughs, the three of you dancing around as you took turns to hold Lando’s camera and immortalize the night. “Let me see a dip!” Pierre directed so that Charles and you would pose for the picture. He held you by the waist after giving you a twirl, holding your body from falling backward and laughing as the flash blinded the both of you.

The rest of the night became a blur as the alcohol kept you from remembering much. You could vaguely recall Lando letting you know he was taking you both back to the hotel since it was already starting to dawn. Warm white bed sheets wrapped around your body as you woke up in his hotel room. He looked peaceful while sleeping, even though his body barely fit into the small armchair placed close to the bed.

Deciding to take a much-needed shower, you looked back on his infectious smile throughout the night and how proud you were of him. The slightly cold water colliding with your body accompanied your thoughts as the beautiful boy waiting for you outside stirred awake.

Lando woke up to a sore neck and a slight headache, your absence concerning him until the music coming from the bathroom let him know you were having a shower. He tried to take you back to your room after the club but your drunk self couldn’t remember the whereabouts of your keycard. He had no other option but to give you his bed, although he would always do it if it meant you could sleep comfortably. It had been one of the most incredible nights of his life, even if the pounding of his head intensified by the second.

In an attempt to ease the pain, he reached for the water bottle on the nightstand, noticing the presence of his camera right next to it. A soft smile appeared on his face after sliding through the collection of portraits he took of you right after getting to the party. As he navigated through the rest, Lando got to the pictures of his two fellow drivers and you fooling around, a particular one catching his attention.

It featured Charles holding you by the waist with your head thrown back while his arms had you, seemingly taken while you two were dancing very closely. It would be an understatement to say that Lando wasn't particularly fond of this one— he couldn't take his eyes off it. His grip on the camera tightened as he focused on Charles's hands exploring your body, envisioning how much better he could feel against your skin.

It had been incredibly foolish of him not to prepare for the possibility that someone else could also want such a perfect girl, and that the feeling might be mutual. Now you could be out of reach for him, all because of being afraid of loving too hard.

Your friendship was long-forgotten as his priority now that Lando found the photos Pierre took on that bittersweet night. Knowing you could be slipping through his fingers triggered something in him that he had been burying in a pathetic attempt to protect himself from rejection. Jealousy coursed through his system as he ungraciously dropped the camera back into the nightstand, convinced of erasing Charles’ touch from your skin.

The water colliding against the ground came to a sudden stop and Lando took this as his sign to go into the bathroom of his hotel room. Knuckles knocked against the wooden door, he was being gracious enough to let you know he was not waiting until you got out of the bathroom. "Open the door," he demanded.

You slowly opened it, holding a towel against your wet body— "is everything alright?" You asked, an innocent and unknowing expression directed toward the impatient man standing in front of you. "You have no idea, darling," he growled before pushing your body against the countertop. You had never been this close.

“I saw the photos,” he explained while resting his weight against your body, the delicate towel allowing you to feel every crevice of his warm frame. You knew exactly what he meant by that and couldn’t help but feel excited about the fact that very deeply, he knows you are his just as much as he is yours.

“You wanted me to see them, didn’t you? Wanted to drive me crazy by playing around with him— you got it.” He said right before capturing your lips into the most consuming kiss you had ever shared with someone; it was addicting. Your hand left its grip on the towel, allowing it to drop down onto the floor as your hands softly pulled on his curls.

He pulled back, looking down at your body and becoming visibly speechless due to the sight in front of him. Lando didn’t know it was possible to want someone that intensely until he saw you completely exposed for him. He felt the need to worship you, to kiss every inch of your skin. His lips found yours one more time before he dropped to his knees, looking up at you in a pleading manner. An almost desperate nod coming from you had him exploring your body in seconds, his tongue playing with your folds as his hands held your hips.

“Lando— please,” you begged in between agitated breaths, looking down at the boy kneeling for you. It was surreal for Lando to hear the only girl he wanted begging for him to please her, almost as if he wouldn’t spend all day buried in between your legs. His mouth fixated on your clit as one of his fingers stretched your pussy with his spit.

It all became too much as your hand pulled on his hair and guided his face into you. He would never get tired of hearing those pretty moans escaping your plump lips, his body pleasuring you into oblivion. You couldn’t hold back your climax after he finally inserted a second finger into your pussy, repeatedly hitting that spot up your core that your own couldn’t.

He was certain that no matter what happened after leaving this hotel room, there was no going back. You would never forget the way his body collided with yours, how you engraved into each other. He had you, just as much as you had him.