#melon tea

[lavendersartistry]

Space Riders AU - @onyxonline

POV: The extra fruity captain goes to Imbeko and meets the buff panther lady that's apparently the princess of the planet

Onyx said DogDay a bi disaster so I did a funny-

[magicalshopping]

♡ Tokyo Snacks Enamel Pin Collection by Saven Art Studio ♡

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[qualityrain]

rerun when :(

[celestialkiri]

do you have some little headcanons on your Au? i love it

I have a few silly ones for Wukong and Sophie Wukong

Doesn't like sweet things (except fruits) like candy, pastries ect.

Night owl, sleeps late if he can

Hates mornings

A natural model of resting B-face

Has insecurities = Ego big, hot-tempered and mean but he tries

Needs therapy but is too stubborn to talk about his feelings

Bad monkey = sad monkey. Monkey tries tho!

Loves his adoptive mother

Monkey likes Sophie. Monkey protects Sophie but Monkey bad telling about his feelings = Monkey asshole to Sophie

Veiny arms and good monkey pecs

Takes good care of his looks when he can. It's not always easy tho-

Has way too many armors/clothes and still can't choose what to wear

Surprisingly good with kids

Sophie

Likes sweets but overly sweet is a no no

Favorite ice cream flavors are peach, melon, and coconut

Her favorite music genres are pop, film soundtrack and metal covers

European (specifically from North. Haven't decided the country yet)

Loves plants but kills them. No matter what she does to take care of them

Has master degree of Arts

National geographic nerd

Owns a NG book about monkeys and it's with her in JTTW

Loves drama. Spill the tea plz but doesn't want to be part of it

Likes Wukong but bad monkey gives mixed signals = Friend??

No wifi is sad times

Baby monkeys are her weakness

She can curse a lot but uses it as a way to express the vibe/feeling but she tries to limit it

No fighting skills nor epic magical stuff. VERY normal human woman who rather runs away than fight (as 99% of us would do let's be real here)

[dantemegau]

I recently noticed how much food and drink is mentioned/ on screen in OFMD. I started to compile a list for fun and it expanded QUICKLY. Here it is in its current state.

FOODS & DRINKS

Breakfast

Orange Marmelade

Breakfast in Bed with Doug

Breakfast in Bed with Ed

Whipped Seaweed Breakfast

Good French Bread

Roach’s Peanut Paste

Lunch

Brain Couscous

Queen Soup

Captain Hornigold’s seafood soup

Snake (well tenderized, you could be a chef)

Sammy/Sandwich for the trip

Some of the Crew (young and succulent)

Republic of Pirates Street food Lobster

Dinner

Enby Dinner Smorgasbord

Rabbit (well tenderized, you can barely taste the shit)

Monsieur Prawn’s Dinner

Little Plates (Tapas)

A fine fish

A rat terrier named ‘Pepper’

Finger Foods at the Widow Bonnet’s Art Show

The slop we can afford

Gravy Basket (whatever that is exactly)

Ned the Leopard’s Chicken

Childhood Trauma Goose

Spanish Jackie's a la Carte

Favorite of all the Horses Family Dinner (followed by emotional connection desert)

Tea Time

40 Orange Glaze Cake

Yummy Lavender Soap

Raw Seagull

Another Toe (Carrot Cake in Fondant)

Candied Melon Silk Moth

Drinks

Calypso’s Birthday Cocktails

(Lavender) Tea with a Dollop of Milk and Seven Sugars

Sleepy Chamomile Tea

Haunted Island Coconut Cocktails

Republic of Pirates Coconut Cocktails

Free Drinks for Sea Gods

Blood

Juice from the Nose Jar (nutty)

Izzy’s “Emotional Support” Bottle

Give me Drinks or give me Death (Zheng Style)

Lime Ricky

Lighthouse Fluid

So tempted to procrastinate on my actual work and turn this into a cookbook…

[qiumenglin]

Some Hetalia Headcanons

Belarus is a fouled-mouth person. She doesn’t have those savage insults that can be funny. It’s the ones that are very unpleasant to the ear and very hostile. One of her most common threats is to bite off someone's dick(Canon).

Korea eats those making-proportioned meals when he’s sad and going through it.

Yongsoo's favorite beverages are Milkis, Yuzu Tea, and Banana Milk.

Hong Kong doesn't like Melon Pan and has once written an entire thread on Reddit dissing Melon Pan.

China has no wrinkles on his face or skin(Bro is 长生不老, but more emphasis on 不老).

America loves Jazz and electro-swing, especially the ones from the 1920s.

Singapore wears glasses when working.

China loves furry animals, especially pandas(also red pandas).

Prussia bullies kids on Roblox and Fortnite.

China takes art commissions but spends a really long time making them because he wants them to look the best they can possibly be. India got pressed over that the art he commissioned 2 months ago still isn't finished.

China can shapeshift(it seems cool and it resonates with a lot of Chinese mythology and legends).

Most Asian countries are absolute suckers of melodramatic exaggerated romance dramas.

Austria would never take his anger out on any instruments in the house. If he does, shit is real.

Vietnam and China get into arguments every once in a while over who is the oldest. It gets nowhere as the calendar wasn't even invented when they were born.

China, India, Iran, and (sometimes) Vietnam often use their age to their advantage. ("Respect your elders" and shit like that)

France isn't active on social media. He would post once in a blue moon which would be a food picture or something to do with fashion.

[elwenyere]

Congratulations on the follower milestone, so well-deserved! 🎉

May I humbly suggest Codywan + love language as a prompt? 🧡

Grow Old (Codywan, 738w)

Rating: G

Tags: Established Relationship, Tatooine Husbands, Past Trauma, Recovery

Summary: A small Tatooine Husbands vignette.

Author’s Note: This is the third ficlet for my follower celebration on Tumblr, in response to the wonderful Codywan prompts provided by @goldleaf-art and @oathkeeperoxas: “love languages” and “silent devotion,” respectively. Thank you so much to goldleaf and Serie for the incredible inspiration (in the prompts and in your gorgeous stories): for the two of you, I knew I had to do Tatooine husbands, so this is part gift, part tribute. <3<3<3

Ficlet below the cut - or you can read it on AO3

"Cody?”

It was Obi-Wan’s voice, drifting out from the hut and still stretching through the last cracks of his sleep. The call was curious but not concerned - Cody had left his vibroblade next to the bed as a sign that he’d felt safe when he left - so he waited a beat before responding, giving himself time to savor the experience of hearing his own name, the way its syllables sounded through the dry stillness of the desert morning and the filter of Obi-Wan’s weathering accent.

“Out here,” he called back, unbending from his crouch next to the garden beds with a few syncopated pops in his knees and a mostly smothered wince. 

Obi-Wan must have sensed Cody's lack of urgency, because when he appeared at the doorway to their hut he had two mugs in hand: one for his own tea and a second for the caff that Cody liked a little on the milky side these days.

“You’re up early,” Obi-Wan observed - the words neutral but the tone probing - and it was true. Cody was usually the later riser. 

It was also true, in this case, that he'd barely gone down at all. The two of them had gotten into a - well, Cody supposed most people would call it a fight, though Obi-Wan rarely let Cody engage him directly enough for it to feel like that’s what it was. Not like the fights Cody had gotten into with Rex or Fox or Alpha. And not like the arguments he turned on himself when he thought of his brothers either: a tissue-deep burn in his chest that could simulate fullness, at least for a little while. 

He and Obi-Wan were more careful with each other’s anger now, and Cody knew the reasons why. He still started most days by picking his way around the half-obliterated nightmares and scraps of memory the reasons left littered around his mind. But there were times when he missed the blows he and his general had traded on the sparring mat - even the sharp words they’d sometimes yelled across the battlefield.

Or maybe he just missed the old lie: that when he was in a position to shatter the ground beneath their feet, he would know it.

“I fixed the irrigation issue,” he said, taking his caff as Obi-Wan joined him by the edge of their fledgling garden. “Since you were so put out last night about the black melon leaves wilting.”

Obi-Wan made a noise of protest, slightly muffled by the sip he’d just taken from his mug.

“I do not,” he said, sounding decidedly put out, “get put out.”

“My mistake,” Cody replied mildly. “Must have picked the wrong word. You know I have trouble remembering things these days.” 

He made a show of tapping his finger to his temple, and Obi-Wan graced him with a theatrical roll of his eyes. But the lines on Obi-Wan’s face were a little looser by the time he turned to stare back down at the beds. He took his time observing the changes, his gaze moving over the new system of moisture spikes and buried clay pots that Cody had installed around the rows of seedlings.

“This is a very sensible arrangement,” he offered at last. Primly, some might say.

“I know it is,” Cody responded, letting the smallest hint of a smile tug at the corner of his lips. He bumped his shoulder against Obi-Wan’s. “It’s just a garden, you know. It doesn’t have to mean anything more than that.”

Obi-Wan grimaced before smoothing out his expression again.

“Am I that obvious?” 

It was a question meant to sound tossed off, and Cody recognized the pattern of the delivery from memory: the sly lilts and tonal feints that had made Obi-Wan’s voice such a precision weapon for so long. But it came out sharper than it would have then - more raw, the patches of erosion showing through around the edges.

“You’re not as good at masking it anymore,” Cody replied, taking a long drag from his caff before adding: “I don’t mind that part, actually.”

Obi-Wan bumped his shoulder back against Cody’s and then stayed there, resting his weight on Cody’s arm as they contemplated the prospect before them: the crawl of flat heat across the sand, the spindly tendrils of green at their feet.

“It’s just a garden,” Obi-Wan repeated. 

“Not a test,” Cody agreed. “An experiment. We’re just seeing what can grow.”

[janetbrown711]

Just a Moment Too Soon

Cold Compress | Infection | “I don’t feel so good”

Ao Lie has planned a very special day to spend with his beloved partner Sun Wukong and surely nothing with go awry. Especially not the burning sensation deep within his chest, that would be nonsense...

(Partly inspired by all of the stableboys art @dr-chalk posts so that's fun :P )

Ao3 Link

Ao Lie meditated peacefully in one of his family’s many, many palaces in peace– although this one was above sea level. There was a reason for that though, as he was expecting a visit from his dearest, dearest partner Sun Wukong. Just thinking about his visit made Ao Lie get a little more excited, ruining his meditation. Not that he minded of course; Wukong meant the world to him.

Slowly, the dragon prince rose to his feet, his knees trembling, but he persisted nonetheless, coming to a full stand all by himself– something that was only getting rarer and rarer these days.

Ao Lie shook his head. His dearest partner was going to visit today, he was not going to get washed up in his sorrows.

Not yet anyways…

Despite the prince’s attempts at composing himself, he still scratched at dry and itchy scales on his hands and arms as he paced the grand entrance– which was ridiculous because this was fine. It was a regular visit; Wukong would arrive and he’d get to talk about his wife and children excitedly and Wukong would talk about his ventures with Sha Wujing or Zhu Bajie or how his grand-monkeys were doing and they’d laugh and have tea and reminisce on old times and it’d be perfect and everything he dreamt of…

It would be perfect.

Another deep breath.

Ao Lie looked down at his hands, seeing how many scales he’d peeled off and sighing. Perhaps if he were in his dragon form this could be seen as him just preparing for a usual shed, but no. There was something much more sinister present and burning deep, deep, deep within his very core.

River denizens were never meant to hold fire.

Just then, there was a strong breeze that shook Ao Lie’s curtains and robes, making him laugh as he saw flashes of orange circle his palace. He raced to the window, seeing the orange flash circle the palace twice more before the creature landed on the railing of his balcony. He didn’t stay for long though, doing a backflip off before running up to the prince and embracing him tight.

“Ao Lie! It’s been too long! How’s the old place holding up? Any new nieces or nephews for me? How’s your uncle holding up? Still mad at me, right? Ah– it’s just so great to see you again,” Wukong hugged him tighter before stepping back with a big grin on his face as Ao Lie laughed.

“It’s good to see you too, Wukong, I’ve missed you,” Ao Lie chuckled, kissing the monkey’s forehead.

“R-right! Yes– it– yes, I’ve… missed you too,” Wukong blushed, which made the dragon laugh as he invited Wukong to a room with pillows and a tea tray set up for the two of them, along with assorted snacks for them to enjoy while they enjoyed the view of the gardens.

“So, how has Flower Fruit Mountain been holding up these last one hundred years?” The prince asked, pouring Wukong some tea he’d set out.

“Ah, the monkeys are doing great– lots of adventuring and trying to emulate their king, of course, but it’s also just a good time all around. The peaches have been especially ripe this century, you should really stop by to try them,” Wukong invited with a coy grin.

“Oh, you know I can’t do that, I’ve a family of rambunctious little dragons to care for,” The prince excused himself carefully.

“Oh. Right, yeah, of course– say, how many of them are there now?” Wukong ate a handful of melon seeds.

“Seven– almost eight,” Ao Lie chuckled, pouring tea for himself now. “There’s Jianwen, Zhengde, Feiyan, Zhi, Lun, Lihua, and Fuling.”

“Geez, I’m a little behind on presents aren’t I?” Wukong scratched the back of his neck.

Ao Lie chuckled. “It’s alright, I haven’t been the best at reaching out these past fifty years or so,” he shrugged as he set down the teapot.

“Hey, at least you’ve been doing better than I have since–... Sanzang,” Wukong scratched his neck.

Ao Lie winced. “You’ve been doing better though, right? After all, you actually came these last three times; you used to refuse my invitations at all until I could get Wujing and Bajie to agree to come over too.”

“Right– I have,” Wukong nodded. “Sorry, I– I still miss him sometimes.”

“We all do,” He offered his hand and the monkey took it, smiling softly, before his eyebrows pressed ever-so-slightly.

“Your… hands– is something wrong?” The monkey king looked up.

“Oh– it’s just been a particularly dry season you know; it’s hard on the skin and scales,” Ao Lie lied, taking his hand back.

“I hope it gets better soon,” Wukong finally took a sip of his tea.

“Thank you, Wukong,” He looked down at his own cup, frowning ever so slightly at his reflection before having a sip.

Relax.

“Sooo… that uncle of yours? He still mad at me or…?” Wukong decided to bring up, making the prince laugh.

“Why do you ask?” The prince chuckled, taking another sip.

“Well– call me crazy, but I was kind of missing some of my old clothes and was wondering if he had anything else similar laying around,” Wukong eyed a candied peach.

“‘Laying around?’” Ao Lie laughed. “Wukong, your clothes were one of a kind– hand sewn upon your arrival because Uncle Guang was so scared!”

“Soooo he still hates me?” Wukong put two and two together.

“I think perhaps he’s come around to the idea of you, but I have a feeling if you’d ever want to ‘pop in for a visit’ you’d need me to be there,” The prince chuckled.

“Bah, who needs that old geezer anyways?” He smirked, his tail twitching playfully.

“You know you could just pay him for the staff and clothes–”

“I don’t have the clothes anymore– why would I pay him for something I don't even own?” Wukong scoffed.

Ao Lie laughed. “You still stole them! And they were one of a kind!.”

“Ah, ‘stole’ is such a strong word, Li-Li,” Wukong shook his head and Ao Lie laughed more, having to set his cup down so he wouldn’t spill it everywhere.

“You’ve changed so much and not a bit, Wukong… it’s nice,” The prince smiled at him softly.

“Yeah, I try,” Wukong smiled too before they both looked out to the garden.

As Ao Lie watched the running water of the small stream, listening to the soft rustle of leaves from trees and other such greenery, and the splashing of koi, he felt something in his chest start to ache– to burn– but the feeling was unfortunately familiar. As carefully and quietly as he could, the prince took deep breaths to help soothe the pains.

“So I’ve told you about my family, what about yours? Oh– and what of the other pilgrims? I do wish I could invite them over more often,” The prince fiddled with the sleeves of his robe.

“Ah, well, the monkeys are doing well– generation… fifteen? Eighteen? I lost track, but either way they’re a great bunch– real adventurous, like I said before,” Wukong sat up a bit with a bit of excitement. “Some of the original adventurers returned too, and all of us swap stories and it’s– it’s just fun. And nice.”

Ao Lie tried to imagine it, and nodded with a smile. “What about Wujing and Bajie? Have you seen them at all?”

“Oh, Wujing visits a lot on his boat. I don’t know how on earth he always manages to traverse the Flaming Mountains but Wujing is Wujing,” Wukong eyed a candied peach again, which Ao Lie gestured for him to take so he popped one in his mouth. “He likes talking about his ventures and whatever heavenly parties he gets invited to that I keep ‘losing’ my invitations to,” the monkey joked about.

“Does heaven still not invite you to things?” Ao Lie asked.

“Ah, they invite me to some things, just not the Peach Festival or wine festivals, which–… yeah, fair,” Wukong laughed and grabbed another candy. “It’s basically like if I have a bad track record with a party, they won’t even pretend to invite me– though Wujing and Guanyin advocate for me on the regular, apparently.”

“That’s nice,” The dragon prince sipped his tea again. “What about Bajie?”

“Psh, that big sap,” Wukong smiled and shook his head. “He writes to me talking about his family sometimes– talks about his new wife a lot too and how she’s the most beautiful pig demon anyone could ever see– apparently he has an infant son, if I remember correctly from his last letter which was–… oh heavens, probably twenty years ago,” Wukong ran his fingers through his fur.

“Not so infant like anymore?” Ao Lie guessed.

“Probably? I’m not up to date on the whole ‘pig demon aging rates’ thing,” Wukong shrugged again. “Anyways, he writes, I sometimes write, it’s nice. We’re busy people though, so it’s… hard seeing each other.”

“He writes to me often about his family too– I had just been wondering if you'd had any luck seeing him in person,” Ao Lie confessed.

“Not since we last talked,” Wukong shrugged. “But hey– there’s always time, you know?”

Ao Lie winced, his chest pain growing, but he took a sip of tea so his guest wouldn’t notice.

Wukong sighed happily, his red eyes glowing softly in the daylight in the way Ao Lie had always admired, even when he was more than a little scared of him. It made him want to reach out, and to braid his fur into a bunch of tiny little braids while the monkey would laugh and wait for him to finish so he could do his hair and it’d be… nice.

But Ao Lie’s hands were weak. Even as he held his teacup, it trembled ever so slightly. He was also sweating like the dogs in the fields, but he was sure Wukong couldn’t tell through all the layers of silk he wore.

Wukong couldn’t notice. He was here to have a good time, a nice chat. He was not here to be reminded of a simple mistake from hundreds of years ago because that’s all that was, a mistake and a sacrifice, nothing more and nothing worse.

Wukong looked back at him and smiled. “You feeling alright?”

“Oh, Wukong, you know I’m always in the best of spirits whenever you visit,” He chuckled, scratching at his scales once again, which his partner noticed.

“I could talk to the weather gods about the dryness if you’d like– get them to get their act together for your sake,” Wukong offered, which just about made his heart melt.

“You’re a peach, Wukong,” The prince leaned and kissed his cheek. “But that isn’t necessary.”

Wukong frowned. “You’re more uncomfortable than you’re willing to tell me.”

Ao Lie blinked. “Is it a crime to not want to focus on such things with company over?” he forced a weak smile, but the burning increased with his anxiety.

“No, but you’re not supposed to be uncomfortable, unless you’re hurt– Are you? Did someone hurt you? Who? What was their name? What did they look like? I’ll find them for you, I swear–” Wukong reached for his staff but the prince quickly grabbed his arm.

“Nobody has hurt me, Wukong, I’m alright,” He mustered up the gentlest smile he could.

Wukong sighed. “I wasn’t going to kill them you know, I know better... if they’re mortal,” He mumbled.

Ao Lie stroked the monkey’s arm with his thumb. “It’s alright, Wukong, really, it is.”

Wukong frowned. “Are you sick? Some kind of–... dragon disease?”

“Moderate shedding is… to be expected around this time of year, especially when I’ve been away from the water for so long,” Ao Lie lied once more.

“Oh, why haven’t you been home?” Wukong asked, seeming to relax, which the prince was thankful for.

“Oh, you know those dusty old bureaucrats. My family don’t really fit in with them– especially the children who take after me,” He waved away.

“Look, I don’t like Ao Guang or Run or Qin or Shun as much as the next guy–”

“You just insulted my father,” The prince pointed out and Wukong’s face turned red.

“Right-! Yeah, no, Ao Run’s great! Love that guy!” Wukong quickly corrected and the prince chuckled. “Well– anyways as much as I dislike your uncles, I wouldn’t say it’s worth your health.”

“Maybe, but I’m not going while you’re here, I enjoy our talks too much to spoil it with all… that,” He struggled keeping up excuses.

“Fair enough, bureaucracy is the worst,” Wukong smiled, grabbing more candied peaches and stretching out to eat them, which Ao Lie copied.

“You know, my cousin Ao Bing and I used to love terrorizing heaven every now and then– until the whole Nezha incident, of course,” He laughed weakly.

“Man, and they didn’t banish you over any terrorizing? That’s unfair,” Wukong shook his head.

“Well I did end up destroying my father’s pearl from the Jade Emperor, which almost got me killed until Guanyin intervened, and Ao Bing got his consequences when he killed Nezha’s friend and Nezha killed him back, so I’d say it’s a little fair,” Ao Lie pointed out, playing with his hair a little.

“Ah, Guanyin… I should really visit her more often,” Wukong laughed a little, rolling onto his side and began playing with the prince’s long white hair too.

“It’d be nice to visit her. Maybe she could tell me where my sister is and why she keeps forgetting to write back,” The prince joked.

“We could plan it! You said you should be free again in… twelve years, right?” Wukong got excited.

“A-ah, um– I don’t think I’ll be free then,” Ao Lie struck down.

“What about fifteen?” The monkey offered. Again, the prince shook his head.

“I’ll think about it, Wukong.”

“Why? I thought you adored your sister,” Wukong was getting suspicious again.

“Wukong, please– let’s just enjoy each other’s company… please?” He was forced to beg, which made the monkey’s face go from anger, to confusion, to a soft smile.

“Of course. I can understand how a family like yours is complicated,” Wukong apologized and calmed himself.

“It’s alright,” Ao Lie sighed and rested on his back, which made the heat rise in a way that was hard to ignore. “I just… I hate this busyness we carry, you know? Oftentimes I envy how well and long you lounge about on that mountain of yours.”

“It’s easier when you don’t have kids or a wife,” Wukong laid on his back too.

Ao Lie glanced at him. “Do you wish you had a wife or children?”

Wukong laughed. “A wife? You kidding me? With what we have, I’ll never need a wife.”

“Ah, I’ll have to tell my missus that,” He teased.

“Oh please, what we have is different, you know that,” Wukong went back to his side.

Ao Lie chuckled. “Maybe~”

“Oh, shut up! You are such a tease!” Wukong grabbed a pillow and smacked him with it.

“Hey! This is my palace!” The prince struggled to protect himself from the pillows but also wasn’t trying that hard– laughing way too much.

Wukong hit him three more times, but as he went for a fourth, he moved the pillow last second and kissed Ao Lie on the lips, which the prince quickly returned.

“If I’m a tease, you’re a scoundrel,” The prince cupped the monkey’s cheek with his hand.

“Alright whatever– as long as you admit you’re a tease,” Wukong kissed the prince’s cheek.

Ao Lie laughed as Wukong got off of him and stood before offering a hand to help the prince to his feet, which he accepted.

However, the second the dragon prince was on his own two feet, the burning in his chest went from mild to excruciating, and quickly he fell to his knees– his hand clutching his chest in a flash as he gasped in pain.

“What the– Lie, what’s wrong?!” Wukong’s eyes darted around the room (no doubt searching for an attacker).

“I– I don’t feel so good,” The prince confessed, sweat dripping down his forehead, as the burning feeling continued to grow and grow at rates it never dared to in the past.

“You’re hurting–! What happened–?! Who did this to you??? I’ll bring them to justice, I promise–”

“Wukong, no– I-I can’t– I won’t let you– ngh–” The prince grabbed his partner’s leg and leaned against it best he could.

“Holy– You’re burning up so much I can feel it through my clothes– we need to take you underwater, and fast–”

“NO!” The prince quickly objected as Wukong scooped him up.

“I don’t care if you protest, we’re going to fix this– you’re going to be okay, okay?” Wukong was defiant and didn’t meet his eye, though the prince could see tears threatening to fall.

“N-no, Wukong, th-they’ll imprison you, th-they’ll–” Ao Lie stopped himself, but Wukong picked up what he was implying.

“Li-Li, why would they imprison me? Is it because I’d be the one bringing you? I-if so, I can get Wujing or your wife or someone– I-I can fix this,” Wukong pleaded.

“W-Wukong, this isn’t your fault– please–” The prince gripped Wukong’s shirt with trembling hands.

“Your temperature is only rising, Lie, what the fuck is going on?” Wukong pleaded with him, but the prince looked away as he curled in agony.

With a frustrated huff, Wukong set the prince down on the pillows they’d used for fighting just a happy second ago, then vanished on his cloud before returning with a bag full of chunks of ice he pressed against the prince’s forehead, though it was useless as it began to melt in seconds.

“W-Wukong please, i-it’ll pass, I promise,” he tried forcing a smile again.

“You know what this is, don’t you?!” Wukong looked angry. “Why won’t you tell me what it is? Why won’t you let me fix this?!”

“B-because you don’t need to fix anything, qin qin,” He weakly lifted his arm to tuck Wukong’s fur back.

“Don’t ‘qin qin’ me, this is serious!” Wukong protested.

Ao Lie winced, every muscle in his body beginning to feel like a flaming, aching inferno as he sweated through all of his five layers of silk.

“I-it’s not your fault, Wukong, i-it’s just mine, okay?” He gave a weak smile as droplets of sweat began to roll nonstop down his forehead.

“What are you talking about?!” Wukong shouted. “What could possibly be my–”

The monkey king froze.

“Wukong… Wukong, please–” The prince whispered, desperately trying to grab his arm, but his partner stood and began to pace the room.

“I– It– No– You’re immortal– Th-that– A-and master– A-and– it was centuries ago– i-it can't–” The monkey king’s voice cracked as his tears were finally allowed to fall.

“Wukong, stay with me, please–!”

“How long has this been going on? Since we left the Mystic Mountain??? Have you been hiding this from me for– for centuries???” Wukong turned around, furious.

“W-Wukong, please– I-I’d never–”

“You won’t even give me the chance to help you– is it because I did this? Is this your– your punishment for me?!” Wukong could barely look at him.

“Wukong, I love you–” The prince reached up again.

“W-well you shouldn’t! This is all so– so fucked up– I-I–” The monkey sobbed, falling to his knees and covering his eyes with his hands.

“Wukong, it’s not your fault! I-I chose to jump in front of master, I-I took on the burden– ngh– willingly,” He managed to grab his hand, and Wukong held it up to his cheek.

“There wouldn’t have been anything to jump in front of if it weren’t for me, it’s my fault you’re suffering– that you’re–”

Wukong’s eyes widened.

“Y…you’re–... you’re dying, Li-Li,” he gave into his sobs once more, pressing the scorching hands even closer to him.

Ao Lie weakly stroked his partner’s cheek with his thumb. “I-I… I think so too… I dreamt of this for… for a long time, but… but never was it so… so sudden… I’m so sorry, qin qin…” he apologized and explained but Wukong wasn’t listening.

“I can’t be alone, Lie– I need you– I love you so, so, so much– I can’t– I can’t lose another person because of my stupid, stupid mistakes,” he shook his head furiously.

“We don’t have a choice, my love,” Ao Lie forced a weak smile, a chill shaking his whole body so Wukong brought him into his arms, making the prince sit half up so it was easier to see and embrace his lover. “I didn’t think it’d be tonight. I-I’ve known the flame’s presence for so long, but the pain– it only grew with time a-and this past decade it’s– it’s been almost unbearable,” Ao Lie laughed through tears that sizzled and turned to steam.

“I can imagine,” Wukong laughed and cried too.

“I didn’t want it to be like this, Qin-qin– I wanted to have a nice day with the person I love. I-I’m so sorry. it isn’t your fault,” Ao Lie grabbed the monkey’s robes tight.

“It should’ve been me– it was my fault– I don’t know why I didn’t even try– I–”

“You could’ve disrupted the spell entirely, and that poor, poor baby would’ve died, don’t be foolish, my love,” The prince pointed out.

“N-no– no, you know what? I’m going to get the others! I-I’m gonna get Nezha and DBK a-and Wujing and Bajie too– w-we can fix this together! You’ll be better in no time!” Wukong smiled at Ao Lie, who just shook his head weakly– the prince finally taking notice of the crimson flames that were starting to leak from his scales.

“Master is gone, Wukong, and I’m going to have to join him,” The prince hated saying it as much as Wukong hated to hear it.

“NO! I-I don’t care what you say– I’m not losing you too,” Wukong stood in protest once again.

“W-Wukong, I’m not mad, really– I forgive you,” The prince smiled, the arm grabbing his robe beginning to shake and tremble violently as a painfully numb feeling spread through his limbs as he noticed the flames growing bigger, and parts of himtransforming to ash.

Wukong fell back to his knees, sobbing as he held Ao Lie closer. “I-I love you, Lie– please don’t go,” He could barely get words out.

“W-Wukong, I need you to promise me– promise me you’ll forgive yourself?” Ao Lie urged, watching his feet start to disappear in terror.

Wukong shook his head. “I can’t… so please– stay so I don’t have to,” He tried wiping away some of Ao Lie’s sweat, but the heat was getting intense even for him.

“T-the fire– i-it won’t die with me– It’ll be passed down– Wukong– Wukong please protect them– my baby– th-they’ll carry the fourth ring– make sure no one knows, o-okay? Protect my kin, don’t let anything bad happen to them, okay?” Ao Lie attempted a second promise.

“Wh-what? A fourth–? There wasn’t supposed to be– oh Lie, I’m so sorry,” Wukong apologized again for the millionth time and held Ao Lie in a way that he could bury his head into his shoulder.

“I-it’s okay, Wukong, i-it’s okay, I forgive you, o-okay? So don’t hate yourself– it’s okay,” His voice cracked weakly.

Wukong sniffled, shaking his head a bit. “I… I can’t–”

“Wukong… I’m dying. I’m sorry, but I-I am,” He smiled weakly again. “I love you so much– but I’m going… promise me you’ll be okay, okay? And that you’ll take care, a-and– and you won’t forget me, okay?” The prince chuckled weakly, trying to lift his arm again, but his fingers were fading too.

“I could never forget you, Li-Li, y-you’re my everything,” it was Wukong’s turn to stroke his cheek, and the prince kissed his hand.

“I’m sorry it had to end like this, my love– but that’s– that’s just how it goes sometimes, isn’t it?” He let out a weak laugh as numbness spread through his legs.

“I-it’s okay– I f-forgive you too,” Wukong struggled repeating his words back to him, but the prince smiled.

“Good,” The dying dragon smiled and Wukong suddenly kissed him, which the prince quickly returned twice as passionately and desperately, feeling the numbness complete take over, despite his desperation to stay in that moment forever.

But he didn’t get a choice, and in a matter of moments Ao Lie, Third Son of the Dragon King of the West Sea, was dead and gone.

[prophetictattoo]

OC questionnaire with alex and winona

alex:

NAME: alexander yamagoe

NICKNAME: alex

GENDER: cis man

STAR SIGN: leo sun, cancer moon, scorpio rising

HEIGHT: 6'8/203.2 cm

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual demiromantic (demiromantic is just a term i found on google that best describes it on the aromantic spectrum.. alex considers himself romance averse to everyone who isnt his wife)

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: united states citizen, japanese ethnicity (though he has dual citizenship to the us and japan)

FAVORITE FRUIT: depends on which is in season. it's pineapple in summer clementines/oranges in winter. he also LOVES melon (cantaloupe and honeydew)

FAVORITE SEASON: winter

FAVORITE FLOWER: he prefers plants

FAVORITE SCENT: cinnamon

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: tea but he'll drink all three

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: zero, two if he's lucky

DOGS OR CATS: cats. he's never had a dog. he likes them, but he much prefers cats

DREAM TRIP: arles and auvers-sur-oise, france (basically everwhere in france that vincent van gogh lived LOL)

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: one comforter one flat sheet (he's very particular about sleeping temperature)

RANDOM FACT: his prized possession is his 1969 original pressing abbey road vinyl

winona:

NAME: winona jessica (saracino) yamagoe

NICKNAME: jessica (alex calls her by her middle name because he thinks it's funny)

GENDER: cis woman

STAR SIGN: sagittarius sun, pisces moon, aquarius rising

HEIGHT: 6'1/185 cm

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual and heteroromantic (so boring i know)

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: united states citizen, 50% native american, 25% chinese and 25% indian

FAVORITE FRUIT: fresh ripe peach, blueberries, and grapes

FAVORITE SEASON: autumn

FAVORITE FLOWER: she HATES flowers (she's an artist and she thinks depictions of flowers in art is corny so she has taken a stand against all flowers)

FAVORITE SCENT: she loves woody scents.. sandalwood or cedar

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: coffee but she had to quit so now she prefers tea

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: six to eight

DOGS OR CATS: cats. she never had pets growing up, so the cats her and alex have now are her first ever pets and she loves how independent they can be but also how funny and entertaining they are

DREAM TRIP: harajuku, tokyo

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: one comforter one flat sheet

RANDOM FACT: art is her entire life. she's an artist by profession, (medical illustrator) but she considers herself an oil painter mostly. she also loves photography, poetry, and bookbinding (she's been writing a lot of poetry lately)

thank you so much @afrolatinotrait for tagging me!!

i'll tag @elksun, @autumnserenade, @superblueisms and @theosconfessions (sorry i wanted to tag more people but i didnt see an oc tag on some people's pages so i didnt want to assume. anybody who has an oc and wants to can do this!!)

[squadrah]

I wanna know how la squadra would be as best friends!!!??

YOU SHALL! <3

Risotto: If you were willing to confide in him and encouraged him enough, you would hear him talk more and thus gain greater insight into his heart and mind than any other person beyond his family. He would also be at your disposal with his stature and strength, escorting you home late at night, or princess carrying you if you were indisposed in any way. If you are wronged, he'll avenge you.

Formaggio: He would be your constant companion and as loyal as he can possibly get; whereas others might have difficulty getting hold of him, your calls would always be answered. He'll share your joys and your sorrows, your free time and your bar tabs; if there is anything you like, he will enable you to indulge in it, and he never lets you go without a smile. Don't catch feelings though, lest you scare him off.

Prosciutto: You had better be dedicated because he's going to give this friendship his all, which includes his motivational speeches and his insistence on your self-improvement. It is all meant with the deepest affection and honesty, and that must be your comfort, because if you are in the wrong or do something stupid, he will kick your ass with love and both feet. Will also help you dress well.

Pesci: He will be your number one fan, and unless you actively encourage him to come into his own power, he might get a little lost in the friendship in his efforts to emulate you and to like everything that you like. None of the others offer the sense of being a duo like he does, and if you reciprocate his admiration for you, you will find a very devoted and interesting companion in him.

Ghiaccio: I hope you're into fitness, because a lot of your bonding will take place during training, whether it is jogging beside him or simply watching him exercise at the gym or in his home. It is during these times that he opens up the most, so you will gain access to all his wandering thoughts and issues. Prepare to passionately bicker with him often, but he'll always make amends in the end.

Melone: Whatever interests or hobbies you have, they are now his special interest because he is always willing to branch out and invest in whatever his friends like. In return you will be lovingly subjected to all of his own interests and hobbies, and receive memes at all possible hours of the day. A good portion of your selfies with him will be ER selfies. Would happily be friends with benefits.

Illuso: If you get that close to him, you will see him put all of his otherwise problematic qualities in the service of this friendship. He will rant and gossip with you at the slightest hint, serve you the most scathing yet delicious tea on anyone and anything you want, excuse your actions, trade trinkets from his hoard... and while you two remain best friends, he will keep your secrets perfectly.

Sorbet: As your friendship develops, so will he unfold like a lotus flower revealing his many layers of weird to you, his bestie. He will introduce you to all of his obscure interests, all of his arts and machinations, and though he never presses you to partake, you can tell he would be disappointed if you didn't. He also lives for the drama, but more as a spectator, so he'll invite you along.

Gelato: Your ride or die brother in Satan. Once you're his number one, you will be accompanying him on all his capers and frolics, and he will be banking on your skills and assets for success both to boost your self-confidence and to achieve maximum mayhem, so be prepared for some crazy memories. He also loves to drink, so you'll be introduced to all of his favorite joints around town.

[disneythingsilike]

Twisted Wonderland Cafe 2023

OH MY CAFE is presenting a new Twisted Wonderland cafe. https://twst2023.ohmycafe.jp/

There will be three open and running around roughly the same time frame. It's recommended that you make a reservation online.

The Goods and Menu are inspired by the Platinum Jacket art done of the character for the Disney 100 Celebration.

Tokyo will be from October 26th to December 12th 2023 Osaka will be from November 10th to December 17th 2023 Nagoya will be from November 16th to December 17th 2023

The cafe will feature food, drinks, and merch.

Cafe Menu https://twst2023.ohmycafe.jp/cafe_menu/

FOOD

Grilled Chicken Brest Plate (¥2,190 with tax) Inspired by a main dish that might be served at a party. Enjoy with either a side of salad or bread.

Grilled Salmon Plate (¥2,290 with tax) A dish with salmon as the main feature. Squeeze the lemon on it and enjoy♪

Tomato Sauce Hamburger Plate (¥2,290 with tax) A hamburger with tomato sauce. Decorated with ribbons matching the dormitories.

DRINKS

Yogurt Smoothie (¥1,390 with tax) A tri-layered smoothie inspired by Grim. Served with a dressed up Grim decoration.

There are 7 cider drinks on the menu, each one inspired by one of the dorms. Each one comes with a colored syrup in a bottle decorated with the dorm's embalm, and each containing a different flavor. All are priced at ¥890 with tax. None of them contain actual fruit juice. The picture above is an example of this drink, using the Heartslabyul one.

Heartslabyul is strawberry flavored with bright red syrup. Savanaclaw is mango flavored with yellow syrup. Octavinelle is blueberry flavored with light purple syrup. Scarabia is cherry flavored with a dark red syrup. Pomefiore is apple flavored with a dark purple syrup. Ignihyde is lemon flavored with light blue syrup. Diasomnia is melon flavored with dark green syrup.

You can get souvenir acrylic stands with these drinks, with the characters on the stands available corresponding with the dorm drink you ordered. For example, if you get the Pomfiore drink, you are able to get either Vil, Rook, or Epel. You are able to get any of them, however, if you get the Grim drink or the hot tea or coffee.

The last two drink options are Hot Coffee and Hot Tea (both ¥790 with tax)

By getting these you are able to buy a mug like the one they are served in (picture above).

GOODS

Goods are available both in store and online

Check out the links for the items. For the online store, they have both primary and secondary sales dates posted (times frames for when you can order). They warn some items may sell out before the event.

[lavendersartistry]

I have too many art ideas for Space Riders!Eve-

Art Context: You stumble upon the alien princess that's a wee bit taller than you expected

Space Riders AU - @onyxonline

[summercreolefanfictioner]

Did you make a sakamaki brothers as anime’s or am I tripping💀💀

Well, I know for sure I haven't, but I swear I saw another user do this type of post. But I can make one for you, anon.

headcanon: sakamaki brothers + yui as anime series

SHUU

though I have seen ppl think of him as a calming slice of life anime, I beg to differ

I actually think he's more like xxxHOLIC (no this is not a perverted anime, I swear I tell ppl this one's great and they think I'm a pervert 💀)

he'll also prob dig the soundtrack

something abt this screams silent horror and mystery

but if we take in his perverted side, Witchblade could actually work

it's a great anime, but there are big melons and thighs

REIJI

old guy

hmm it's hard to come up with an anime for him cause I bet he doesn't watch one

but since he's so smart, let's just settle for Detective Conan

I was thinking Fullmetal Alchemist but he def wouldn't like the magic side

Rei is prob a guy who tries to solve the case throughout the whole episode lol

and then he finds out his answer was wrong

AYATO

we all know what this guy wants

I swear Naruto is the only anime I could think of with him

another would be My Hero Academia

he just likes Bakugou that's all

but on a serious note, I think he would be Slam Dunk

ya know redhead, quite foolish, but knows basketball

thinks he's Rukawa but he's def Sakuragi I swear

pls don't underestimate Sakuragi you guys

KANATO

I see some ppl think Kanato is just like your typical anime with horror genre (e.g. Higurashi, Another, Mirai Nikki)

I beg to differ

he's like those anime series with beautiful aesthetics with a horror hidden underneath and this horror or dark secret is not easily noticeable

cause that's how he's like

Paradise Kiss is def the anime for him

YES THERE'S DARK SHT IN THIS ANIME I'VE READ THE MANGA COUNTLESS TIMES GO FIGURE

LAITO

fun fact: There is actually a mini hentai series that reminds me of Laito 👀

and no, it's not School Days (pls I can't still get over the fact that Makoto and Laito share the same VA)

but School Days is like Laito in an AU where he finally got killed lol

anywaaaaaaaaaaays

yes, that hentai series got dark (especially towards the ending of episode 2)

but kidding aside, an anime that would fit Laito is def Code Geass

like it's all about manipulation, power, greed, and politics

but there are also scenes where you see big melons and thicc thighs

YES I AM TALKING ABOUT THAT OFFICIAL ART OF LELOUCH TOUCHING CC'S YOU KNOW WHAT

SUBARU

This one is a sad romance anime

I want to tell you I'm joking but I am not

idk but there's just something abt Subaru always being sad and whatnot

an emo guy

while there are so many anime series out there that scream "sad romance" (eg. Your Lie in April, Clannad, Plastic Memories, I Want To Eat Your Pancreas)

the only anime that reminded me of him would be Bokura Ga Ita

you prob think the series is not sad

just freaking wait until you read the manga and ball your eyes out in frustration over the emo protagonist who doesn't have his priorities straight

YUI

ahh my lovely cupcake

while I think Ouran is Yui's cup of tea, another anime that comes to mind would be Tsubasa Chronicles

like there's fantasy, romance, and mystery all wrapped in one

plus Mokona is cute

I bet she cried at that episode where Sakura got her feather back but she can't remember Syaoran

hmm I bet Yui wouldn't know how freaking everything gets darker in the manga

[sleepyowlwrites]

Sleepy's list of friends' nicknames:

Ghosty - @/zmlorenz

Maybe Sorcery - @/akindofmagictoo

Ember - @/ashen-crest

Rosechild - @/lothloriien

Magic Storm - @/enchanted-lightning-aes

Lilac - @/chayscribbles

Baby Dragon - @/mel-writes-with-her-dragons

Stars Books - @/vellichor-virgo

Cozy - @/ink-fireplace-coffee

Jo but not from little women - @/josephinegerardywriter

Serenade - @/souliloquyyy

Stardust - @/stardustspiral

Breezy - @/blind-the-winds

Timespace - @/artdecosupernova-writing

Lovely - @/iparisaltanwing

Honeydew - @/writing-with-melon

Glowstick - @/ellatholmes

Philosopher - @/livvywrites

Loquacious - @/woodhousejay

Klove - @/klywrites

Lila - @/blossom-hwa

Garden - @/writingamongther0ses

Meriachild - @/artbyeloquent

Cloverchild - @/mary-is-writing

Redwoodchild - @/talesfromgringolandia

Naiad - @/pens-swords-stuff

Sunflower @/lanawritesalittle

Moonink - @/drippingmoon

Moment - @/lunarmoment

Earlybird - @/sleepy-night-child

Rarity - @/uraniumwriting

Amarantine - @/mecharose

Idea - @/oh-no-another-idea

Clocks - @/jaxwrites

Peppermint - @/pepperdee

Finch - @/the-finch-adress

Bard - @/dragon-swords-prophecies

Voiceover - @/deciphered-narrator

Redwing - @/red-the-dragon-writes

Pengwen - @/gwens-fiction

Sounding - @/diphthongsfordays

Magesmith - @/magic-is-something-we-create

Valance - @/faelanvance

Dragonheart - @/my-husband-sasemi

Firefly - @/dustylovelyrun

Seabird - @/encrucijada

Ocelot - @/ambiguouspuzuma

Myth - @/talesfromaurea

Tea Leaf - @/afoolandathief

Welcome - @/nikkywrites

First Snow - @/january-thoughts

Roseleaf - @/stupid-elf

Sunlight - @/zonnemaagd

Bender - @/writing-is-a-martial-art

Truly - @/did-i-do-this-write

Ending - @/apocalypsewriters

Ribbon - @/zoya-writes

Caramel - @/emelkae

Sweet Luna - @/darlingsmoon

Aster - @/wild-selenite-caffine

Ursa Danger - @/thepixelelf

Tangerine - @/the-orangeauthor

Feathercap - @/bloodlessheirbyjacques

Detective - @/author-a-holmes

Gentleflame - @/carefulpyro

Zenith - @/on-noon

Minuit - @/midnights-melodiverse

Hunter - @/asher-orion-writes

Mouse - @/rodentwrites

Remembrance - @/Memento-morri-writes

Chiro - @/crypticcodexcreations

Inksap - @/pinespittinink

Lavender - @/caspia-writes

Claymark - @/muddshadow

Kyanite - @/blue-kyber

Bright - @/justwriteyoudummy

Voidlight - @/another-white-hole

Celadon - @/abalonetea

Lucent - @/incadescent-creativity

Peachleaf - @/willowcassette

Adorus - @/thegreatobsesso

Dryad - @/writerfae

Inkspell - @/my-cursed-prince

Phantasm - @/circa-specturgia

Unicorn - @/sargeantnarwhalwrites

Frost - @/winterandwords

Sage - @/autumnalwalker

Hummingbird - @/khufiya-khaufnak-antariksh

Starsong - @/moondust-bard

Radio - @/vsnotresponding

Clarity - @/forthesanityofstorytellers

Journey - @/odysseywritings

Pickle - @/sarahlizziewrites

Sapling - @/void-botanist

Coffeebean - @/strangerays

Comfort - @/dogmomwrites

Purple Soul - @/antihell

Paperbirch - @/nopoodles

Nevertwice - @/dontjudgemeimawriter

Trouble - @/helathorloki

Honeysuckle - @/aninkwellofnectar

Pointy Hat - @/thetruearchmagos

Verdance - @/sam-glade

Rubiks - @/squarebracket-trick

Zima - @/jay-avian

Plucky - @/pluttskutt

Parchment - @/lux-scriptum

Mountain - @/vermontwrites

Explorer - @/toboldlywrite

Portal - @/traveler-of-realms

Raenellie - @/ellierenae

Mathemagical - @/harmonictornadosiren

Satchel - @/theliteraryluggage

Storybug - @/bardicbeetle

Some people and their nicknames just live in my head.

[no-thoughts-only-soup]

So… what are the personalities of the cast in this new AU of yours? I’m just curious.

Well, I already explained Mario’s and SMG4’s personality, but there is a bunch I haven’t explored yet.

Starting with Meggy: since Mario isn’t a dumbass in this au and I still want the chaos trio…

Meggy is in part still herself, childish, competitive and prideful, but she also takes some of Bob’s traits. She’s a former Inkopolis gang member, who planned to betray her boss and take over his gang. Unfortunately, she got found out and had to flee. Meggy is the personification of be gay, do crime. Her first solution to every problem is use a gun and if that doesn’t work, use a bigger gun. Initially, all she desired was to start her own gang and get money and bitches, but instead she found Mario and friendship. Still does crime if it benefits her though. Dumbass gremlin.

(Kinda 50/50 on eventually making Four become dumbass gremlin too because then Mario doesn’t have to be)

Peach retains some of her original game personality, since like Mario she’s only partially an avatar. She’s sweet and bubbly, feminine and graceful… and also determined to get or keep what she wants no matter the cost. Peach is mostly pragmatic though, so she won’t go out of her way to hurt you or take revenge for all the time she becomes a butt monkey like V1 Peach, she can be incredibly sadistic whenever she does decide to choose violence. She’s the kind of girl who cheerfully smiles as she prepares to blow up a building, only briefly stopping when she realizes it’s tea time.

Most of the toads are either like game road or V1 toad depending on which one you come across, but the three that were with Peach when they approached the USB and became partially avatar are different. Alone, they’re pretty normal, maybe having slight differences between them. Together, they voltron together into Ultra Dumbass Toad, who takes after V1 Mario most with their idiocy and tendencies for chaos and destruction.

Luigi did not sign up for this shit, and the chaos of the world has finally driven him to say fuck it, I’m gonna do what I want. Uses his gentle and cowardly persona to manipulate others into doing what he wants, though it has a chance of backfiring on him. Often seen drinking alcohol or noping out of crew shenanigans.

And since Meggy is the violent selfish ass now, I think it’ll be hilarious if Bob is instead a very meek guy who preaches pacifism and love, which clashes with the fact he has swords for hands and comes from a family of violent warmongers. Still a pervert.

Boopkins is a short tempered Piranha who is more bark than bite. His teeth don’t even hurt that much, but he’ll never stop chomping on your arm if he’s angy. Which is always.

I haven’t seen Meta Runner yet, but I think it’d be hilarious if Tari was a parody of an edgy anime protagonist with some sort of sad backstory that everyone ignores. Massive weeb. Engineering pro who secretly loves video games and writing fanfiction. Insert blue hair and pronouns joke.

Saiko is stoic, strong and intimidating… which is because she’s too socially awkward to talk. She doesn’t even realize she’s scaring people, she’s just standing there, existing! Goes with the flow. Also a massive pervert.

I haven’t seen enough of Kaizo (missed his episodes) so feel free to suggest.

Axol is very tired and just wants to be left alone in his cave, spending his time sleeping, being on Tumblr and other social media and occasionally making art or edits. Horror fan. Often dragged out by Melony.

Melony at first starts like canon, being just a melon with a running gag that she’s always present during catastrophes, as if she’s started it. When she becomes human, she’s ecstatic, since now she has legs and hands and feet and everything! Seemingly always sugar high, Melony refuses to waste time, trying everything, preferably with friends, whether it’s doing crime, rock climbing or larping.

Honestly, some of them might be subjected to change tho, since tbh I hadn’t really thought of the rest of the crew that much lol. But I really wanted to radically change their personalities to hammer down that this is a different timeline.

Hm? Oh, SMG3? Well, let’s just say he remembers getting tortured by Smart Mario… and that he is very good at holding a grudge…

[trashbins-stuff]

if you have a lighter, what color is it?

pepsi box blue or cheetos bag orange?

do you like pasta?

how often are you on tumblr?

are you only doing this because you’re bored?

what blogs do you mostly interact with?

can you swim?

have you had water today?

which do you prefer, cotton candy or funnel cake?

have you ever [insert question]?

bass or drums?

favorite tv commercial?

can we be friends?

do you admire the clouds and color of the sky?

what’s the weirdest thing that’s happened to you?

a netflix series that’s your favorite?

an earliest obsession you remember?

do you play video games?

zombies or vampires?

have you listened to [insert musician/band]?

your first celebrity crush?

do you have a collection of cool rocks?

five words that describe you?

what have you learned about yourself?

can you tie a cherry stem with your tongue?

do you believe in aliens?

books or films?

an unusual song that’s your favorite?

the last thing you ate?

do you have a favorite [insert question]?

have you gotten bit by a dog?

do you write better with a pen or a pencil?

a song that gets stuck in your head?

when you hear “ peace ” what do you think of?

a school subject your good with?

how many alarms do you have set?

do you shop at thrift stores?

what’s the meaning behind your url?

is there wise words you live by?

what’s your favorite [insert question]?

you gotta have a favorite beatles song, what is it?

earphones or a speaker?

what do you remember from your childhood?

do you collect anything?

favorite tea?

a christmas song you secretly like?

book stores or record stores?

how weird were these questions?

what scents do you like?

is there [insert question]?

-i dont rlly use lighters but i do use molotov :] my fav is the green one

-cheetos bag orange

-pastaaaa <33

-first place i go to when open my phone, its my comfort place yk,,,

-mybe,,,

-probably a/im-going-to-hornyjail or pepperpep

-mybe

-yes

-cotton candy

-[insert amswer]

-drum

-the cafe commercial where the man (coffe) and the woman (milk) walk to eachother and blend together. Very bigender xoded

-yes

-yeah

-hmmmmmmmmm too much cant rember

-i dont have netflix

-undertale

-yes

-vampie

-[insert yes or no answer]

-i dont have any celeb crish

-*wink*

-silly loyal power-hungry nostalgic bittersweet

-idk

-mybe probably wont stay long tho

-*ring @salachy * r u an alien :0

-book

-messages from the stars by the rah band, god is calling me back home by king gizzard and the lizard wizard and to my enemies by saint motel

-rice

-[insert answer w fav thing]

-naw B]

-it doesnt matter itll still look likr chicken scratcj :'D

-dumb dumb- mazie

-the fruit

- art mybe

-i woke up whenever so no alarm

-yeah i would

-wouldnt u like to know weather boy? (Fuck around and find out)

-"the entire point of my life is to be silly kind and rlly weird btw"

-[answer]

-strawberry fields forever

-earphone

-yeah :D

-plastic bag and straws

-winter melon tea

-humbug by owl city

-bookstore

-theyre kinda weird

-lavender or those scent that remind me of a memory

-[insert the answer here]