#oh huh look at that it already exists :D

[roseverdict]

songs where the vocalist is declaring their love for somebody and they're not specific about what kind of love it is or for whom, but society as we know it tends to make the love be implied romantically by default so you kinda have that hanging over you whenever you hear it: 😕😕😕

recontextualizing those songs to be about your parental blorbo of choice singing to/about their kids and/or vice versa: 😯‼️❗‼️🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

[anonymouscheeses]

Even more and more of obvious shit I point out because I want an excuse to rant while not interacting with actual people in real life who also like this show because I'm masking 😍💜💜

BARELY STARTED AND BRO. YOU JUST LET HER DO THAT TO YOU, ME PERSONALLY-

HE'S PETTING KEE-KEE I LOVE HIM SMM

HER HOOVES. I LOVE IT. NOT LIKE THAT, IM JUST A FURRY-

*grabs pen*

ANGRY CHARLIE FOR THE WIN. I LOVE WHEN THE HAPPY CHARACTER GETS ANGSTY (Cough. Luz. Cough).

The people writing fanfics where she gets FURIOUS. Omg. That was something I read. I LOVE MY FELLOW FANFIC WRITERS BUT OH MY- YALL REALLY HAD CHARLIE M A D.

"Uh-"

I love his reaction lmao look at his goofy face.

HER BOW BECAME HORNS (my "redesign" is now 100% worse)

SAD VAGGIE. THE BOW. DROOPY.

Oh and the angel dust fellow back there 🤯

I LOVE ROSIE SO MUCH HUH

Tall.

No explanation needed. <3

PLEASE HELP???

CUTIE PATOOTIE. I LOVE HER SM UGGHHH

CHARLIE HATES OLD PEOPLE COMFIRMED YAY 😍😍💅💅

Hot

That's it.

IN SYNC. I LOVE THIS SONG AND THE ENTIRE SCENE. WHY IS IT RANKED SO LOW WITH SOME OF YALL?? Okay well-

I thought this song was gonna be a Charlie and Vaggie duet- tbh I still preferred that BUT I LOVE CARMILLA SO I KINDA DONT CARE.

BUT I WAS ROBBED OF AN ACTUAL FULL CHAGGIE DUET (REPRISE DOESNT COUNT) IF H*SKERDUST GETS A FULL ONE WHY CAN'T CHAGGIE? *SOB* uhh anyway-

Is that. Like. How she thinks actually 😰

I know there's been a lot of the lack of Vaggie's self-worth, which I wish was explored into more. I just think the Vaggie(3rd) episode just wasn't needed at all if it didn't even have an impact. Don't get me started on that episode, it was rushed, too early to have character arcs already, and overall not needed or even should have existed periodt.

I hope they explore it next season because GOD this woman needs TO LOVE HERSELF. OR ATLEAST CARE ABOUT HERSELF LIKE????

SWEET MAMA PLEASE. TAKE ME IN YOUR WINGS AAAAAAAAA

Charlie, sharing is caring <3

Out of all the people I thought Charlie would vent to I didn't think it would be ROSIE. It's a nice surprise tho I love her <3

bisexuality.

That's it.

HE'S DANCING. ALASTOR IS DANCING. THEY ARE SLAYING BESTIES. THE MAN IS DANCING. HELP.

Season 2 is going to be Charlie in her villain era and Alastor's reputation era 😍

I LOVE VAGGIE'S FACE. PRECIOUS BABY UGHH... THEN THE WINGS REPLACE THE BOW AND DROOP UGGHH I HOPE IN SEASON 2 WE SEE MORE OF HER WINGS. OR CUT HER HAIR SHORT SO WE CAN HAVE IT ALL THE TIME. Also so Husk and Vaggie can bond over both having wings. Sorry I love their potential friendship so much. AND LUCIFER AND VAGGIE TOO!! BOTH BEING FALLEN ANGELS OMG. UGH THE POTENTIAL OF VAGGIE'S RELATIONSHIPS WITH NOT JUST CHARLIE ARE SO GOOD AND I HAVE BEEN ROBBED OF SEEING HER AS AN ACTUALLY MORE FLESHED OUT CHARACTER. I AM SCREAMING AAAAAAAA.

I can't say how much I love them. It's too much. I cant- yay the teaser image before the show came out <3 they are so fucking adorable. UGH SOME1 END ME

Charlie loves the wings hehehe. Vaggie looks nervous about it. It's probably a reminder to her about when she used to be an exterminator. The healing from everything will take a long time but hopefully Charlie will be there for her the entire time. And vice versa

Ayo- 😰

CHARLIE. T H E PRECIOUS BABY.

Uh next one tomorrow cuz yeah 🤯

[leahwllmsn]

16,904 | leah williamson x reader

so this was something I wrote a few years ago and I decided to change it into a leah fic cause I've been so obsessed :-)

hope you like it!

--

Melbourne

October, 2023

You finally tell your friends that you’ve been talking to someone you met online on a Friday night. The response you got is that they all think you're crazy, and you can’t blame them—saying that you have a tiny crush on this blonde who’s almost twice your height and likes football and country music without actually knowing if this said blonde exists is kind of crazy.

But you really do like talking to Leah and you could only hope that Leah is Leah and not some fifty-year-old man. 

“You don’t even know what she looks like,” one of your friends snorts. 

“It’s not always about the looks,” you argue.

“That’s true,” another one of your friends chimed in. “But you gotta admit, the looks matter a lot.”

You were about to correct her and say no, they do not, because yeah, sure, Leah is so freaking gorgeous based on the pictures on her profile, but what matters the most is that she’s so kind, and funny, and just overall amazing.

Instead you kept your mouth shut. A part of you don’t want to share Leah with anyone just yet. 

(And another part of you still needs the confirmation that that is actually Leah because god damn it Leah is the most beautiful woman you have ever seen and you wish that it’s really her.)

—

6 Oct, 9:02 pm

y/n: I told my friends about you. they think it’s weird that I’m starting something with you when we’ve never met  

y/n: it’s not weird, is it? 

leahw6: starting something huh? ;) 

y/n: shut up 

y/n: we met on tinder. what were you expecting to find? a math tutor? 

leahw6: ...  

leahw6: you’re really funny, love

leahw6: and no, it’s not weird 

y/n: good 

y/n: and for the record, even if they think it’s weird I couldn’t care less 

—

6 Oct, 9:25 pm

leahw6: just to be clear 

leahw6: ‘starting something’ that means you want to date me right 

y/n: how else could I mean that 

leahw6: idk maybe you were the one looking for a math tutor 

— 

London

October, 2023

“Where did you meet her again?”

“Tinder.”

“Tinder,” Lia repeats.

“Yes,” Leah nods. “When we were in Australia for the World Cup… I got bored one night and decided to go on Tinder.”

“And you found her there,” Lia muses, sipping on her cup of coffee. “Wait, so she lives in Australia?”

“Melbourne, yes.”

“And does she know you’re all the way here in London?”

Leah hesitates before answering. “No.”

“No?”

“No.”

“Oh boy,” Lia gives her a sympathetic look. “Does she know who you are?”

“Me… as in Leah?” Leah gives her teammate a confused look. “Yeah?”

“You as in you’re Leah Williamson.”

“Oh,” realization sunk in Leah’s face. “Then no. I mentioned I like football and she said she hates it. So, I doubt she knows who I am.”

“Oh boy.”

“I know,” Leah drops her head on the table. “I’ll tell her soon but what if it’s a deal breaker?” 

“Which part? The part where you’re a famous footballer or you live thousands of kilometers away?”

Leah grimaces “Distance problem. She already said she hates football and wouldn’t dare step foot in a football game, but it’s fine! That’s not a problem because I can and will convince her to watch one of my games.”

Lia laughs. “Sure, buddy.”

“I really like her,” Leah continues. “She’s funny and witty and passive aggressive sometimes but it’s so endearing. She has great taste in music, great taste in movies and books, and just great taste overall—”

Leah’s words get cut off with Lia’s hand on her mouth. “You’ve known her for a few weeks and this is already how you act?” Lia chuckles, taking her hand away. “You got it bad, Williamson.”

Leah groans. “I know.”

“Just tell her now. If she likes you the same way, I have a feeling that she wouldn’t mind either.”

—

24 Oct, 4:13 pm

leahw6: can we talk ?

y/n: sounds serious 

leahw6: kind of 

y/n: are you getting tired of me already :( 

leahw6: ofc not 

y/n: oh okay :D 

leahw6: idk how to say this 

y/n: do you want me to call you? 

leahw6: oh god no 

leahw6: omg wait 

leahw6: I didn’t mean that in a bad way I swear  

leahw6: it’s just that if you call me I’ll be hearing your voice for the first time and I’ll be even more nervous  

leahw6: and I don’t think I’ll be able to put out a coherent sentence bc I’ve been imagining so much what your voice would sound like with that face and all my guesses are that you have an extremely hot voice, raspy maybe?  

leahw6: but actually no I don’t think you have a raspy voice 

leahw6: a deep one maybe and holy shit a deep voice with an australian accent? I’ll faint on the spot I’m afraid  

leahw6: no you can’t call me 

y/n: okay...? 

leahw6: I’m really sorry please ignore all that 

y/n: I won’t ignore it, it’s adorable  

leahw6: you think I’m weird don’t you 

y/n: absolutely 

leahw6: great 

y/n: it just makes me like you even more

leahw6: I live in london 

y/n: as in the one in england … ? 

leahw6: is there another london I don’t know about 

[incoming call from y/n]

leahw6: why are you calling me ?! 

leahw6: I told you I’m too nervous rn 

y/n: I don���t get it. it says that you were 2km away? 

leahw6: yeah… I was on vacation… kind of...

y/n: kind of?

y/n: so you don’t actually live here? 

leahw6: y/n if I was only 2 km away from you I would make up excuses just so I can see you everyday 

y/n: how many km is it instead 

leahw6: between us?

leahw6: google says it’s 16,904 km

y/n: ??! holy shit 

leahw6: I know 

leahw6: look, I get it if you want to stop this. not everyone is cut out for long distance

y/n: we’re like

y/n: on opposite sides of the world

leahw6: I know

y/n: do you want to stop this? 

leahw6: I don’t 

y/n: then we won’t 

leahw6: are you sure 

y/n: let me call you 

leahw6: NO 

y/n: leah

leahw6: give me a day to prepare 

y/n: you’re so dumb

y/n: but fine 

y/n: do I at least get a facetime

leahw6: FACETIME? 

leahw6: no. you get a phone call. voice only

y/n: r u catfishing 

y/n: I knew it you’re too beautiful to be real 

leahw6: ha ha 

y/n: call me tomorrow okay lee? 

leahw6: okay

leahw6: and y/n

leahw6:  thank you

y/n: what for

leahw6: for giving us a chance

y/n: leah I’d be stupid not to 

—

Melbourne

November, 2023

You're in the middle of a meeting with boring, old men in suits when your phone rings—very loudly at that. You curse yourself for forgetting to put your phone on silent, quickly pressing the red circle on the screen, but not before smiling at the caller ID.

When the meeting finishes an hour later, you immediately pick up your phone and dial Leah’s number.

“Hey you.” 

You smile at the voice on the other end. “Sorry I couldn’t pick up. I was in a meeting.”

“Oh sorry, bad timing. Thought you were finished for the day”

“Bad timing indeed,” you chuckle. “It rang really loudly.”

“Y/n,” you could hear Leah’s soft giggles. “The silent feature exists for a reason.” 

“Yeah, yeah,” you take a seat in your office chair and sigh contently. “I’m glad it rang though.”

“How so?” 

“I saw your name and my mood instantly picked up.”

Leah snorts. “You’re such a sweet talker, mate.” 

You throw her head back in laughter. “But it’s true!”

Leah doesn’t say anything after that, all you could hear is the sound of chatter and honking of cars. “Where are you?”

“I just had breakfast, I’m walking to the… office.”

“You called me when you were having breakfast? Am I that much more interesting than whoever you were with?” you ask, your tone teasing.

“Of course you are,” is Leah’s reply and you could feel your stomach flipping upside down.

“Now who’s the sweet talker?”

“Still you.”

“Says the person who couldn’t stop telling me I’m pretty when we facetimed for the first time.”

Leah laughs and you really, really love the sound. “But you are pretty.”

“But I don’t think I need to hear it every five minutes.”

“Just accept the compliments, love.”

“Okay,” you relent, a grin spreading across your face. “Who did you have breakfast with?”

“Just my team– colleagues. My colleagues, Beth, Viv and Lia.”

You go silent for a few seconds, the last name ringing a bell in your head. “Lia as in your ex?”

“The one and only.”

“Oh.”

Leah must’ve sensed the jealousy in your voice (but honestly, you aren't jealous, you’re really not), because the next thing you know Leah is laughing and telling you that it didn’t work out between her and Lia because they were better off as friends.

“You see her everyday though,” you say, your voice less confident than before.

“And what about it?”

“You don’t see me everyday,” you pout, staring at a polaroid picture of Leah smiling at the camera that is stuck to the wall of your cubicle. Leah sent you a handwritten letter along with that picture a few days ago. Your roommate was the one who received it and it went something like this:

“Oh my god, there’s no way this is your Leah.”

“What?” 

“This! Is this really her?” 

“Is that Lee’s mail for me? Did you open it?!” 

“I got curious!” 

“Give me that!” 

“You never mentioned that she looks like this!” 

“I just haven’t shown you what she looks like ‘cause everyone kept on teasing me!” 

“Because she could be a fake for all we know! But holy shit, she’s soo stunning. Does she have a twin sister?”

“No.”

“A twin brother?” 

“No.” 

“Can I have her instead then?” 

“What the—no?!” 

“Fine, be stingy like that.” 

“...I’m really fine with us like this.”

You blink away images of your roommate in your head and focus your attention back to Leah’s voice. “What did you say?”

“I said I’m okay with not being able to see you everyday,” Leah repeats. “Talking to you over the phone is enough.”

You smile. “It’s enough for me too. It’d be great to have you next to me but this is good too.”

People would think otherwise but for you, having Leah a phone call away really is enough; you'd take hearing Leah's laughter through the phone than not hearing it at all.

—

10 Nov, 1:11 pm

y/n: I got a dog

leahw6: ???!! 

leahw6: Y/N CALL ME OMG 

leahw6: I WANT TO SEE 

y/n: you’re more excited to see him than me :// 

leahw6: YES 

y/n: excuse me 

leahw6: WHAT’S HIS NAME 

y/n: robert 

leahw6: ROBERT? 

y/n: yes, robert 

leahw6: he's now my favourite

leahw6: SEND PICS

y/n: :/ 

y/n:

leahw6: you know you're my favourite too  

y/n: :D 

leahw6: but I think I like robert more than you OMG HE'S ADORABLE!!!!

y/n: bye 

—

London

December, 2023

leahw6:  want to hear a funny story

y/n:  what is it

leahw6:  a guy tried to hit on me tonight

y/n:  excuse me???

[incoming call from y/n] 

“That’s not funny,” is the first thing Leah hears once she accepts the call.

“Hello to you too,” Leah stifles a laugh. You sound tense and Leah can just picture the frown on your face.

“Leah.”

“Yes, babe?” Leah learnt that the quickest way to melt away your anger is to use pet names and so for any argument (even if Leah is in the wrong), Leah would always win.

This time it doesn’t seem to work. “How is that funny again?” 

“Darling, I’m just teasing you.”

“Did a guy really hit on you?”

“Yes,” Leah answers honestly. “He bought me a drink.”

“I see.”

Leah doesn’t like how dejected you sound. So she presses the button for facetime and the first thing she sees when you accept is her girlfriend pouting at the screen.

“What are you doing?” Leah giggles.

“Is all of this funny to you?” you pout even more, your phone screen illuminating your face in the dark room.

“Did I wake you up?” Leah asks instead. She knows you like to sleep in on weekends.

“Yes, but that’s fine. You know I want to talk to you any chance I get,” you answer, shifting so that you’re now lying on your side.

“You’re the best,” Leah says as she climbs in bed, tucking herself under the covers.

“Obviously,” you scoff. “Unlike that stupid guy who doesn’t know you’re off-limits.”

Leah grins at the annoyed look you’re giving her. “Baby?”

“Hm?”

“It’s so cute when you’re jealous.”

You roll your eyes. “Of course I’m jealous. He gets to be within your presence while I’m stuck here, freaking sixteen thousand kilometres away from you. It’s unfair.”

Leah sends her a soft smile. “But you’re the one I’m talking to every day, so who’s the real winner here?” The frown is still present on your face and Leah wants nothing more than to kiss it away—so that’s what she did.

“Leah, what the hell are you doing?”

“Kissing you,” Leah answers simply, kissing her screen again.

And when Leah hears laughter from the other end, her heart feels much lighter.

“Lee, have you cleaned your phone? That’s gross.”

“Shut up. I’m trying to be romantic.”

“Cute, but maybe clean your phone first.”

Leah rolls her eyes at you, her smile never leaving her face. “At least I made you laugh.”

“You always make me laugh,” you say, your face so close to her camera that the entirety of Leah’s screen is just a close up of your face. Leah’s heart swells in adoration at the sight.

“Did you have a good night's sleep?” Leah asks.

You hum in answer. “Now it’s your turn to get a good night’s sleep.”

You could see how hard Leah is trying to keep her eyes open.

“This sucks, time difference sucks” Leah pouts. “I just want to talk to you.”

“Baby,” you give her a sad smile. “It is how it is. We’ll talk more when you wake up.”

“Yes, captain,” Leah gives you grin, her eyes fully closed.

“Good night, Leah. Sweet dreams.”

You watch Leah go to sleep for a few minutes, the sound of her soft snores making it seem like she’s right next to you. 

That night Leah dreams that you're right next to her, holding her close and keeping her warm on the cold winter night.

[mythica0]

I’ll give you something to laugh about!

🎂: TADC

🧁: Jax

🍫: Ragatha

Summary: Jax decides to pull a few pranks on Ragatha. She shows him something worth laughing about.

A/N: first TADC fic!!! :D! I might be sliiightllyy obsessed with asshole rabbit man.(I have a squish on him even though he’s a jerk). Also he needs to be wrecked I don’t make the rules.

I’ll give you something to laugh about!

Jax was whistling. Always a bad sign. He walked down the hall of rooms with his hands behind his back and his yellow smile wide as ever.

Eventually, he came upon the door he was looking for. ‘Aha, there she is.’ He looked upon the door with Ragatha’s face printed on the circle imbedded in the digital wood.

He pulled out his key to her room.(don’t ask how he got them.)

Then he sneaked his way in with a cartoonish slide and pushed the door closed in the same motion. Pulling a jar out of seemingly nowhere, he opened the lid, letting a large house centipede in her room. But he wasn’t done yet.

Then, the purple rabbit took a glass of water and placed it near the night stand, which he saw the centipede crawl under. ‘This’ll be fun.’ And a chuckle leaves his toothy smile.

———

Ragatha was just leaving the bathroom. Although none of them technically had to use it, they still liked to take time in there to wash their hands, shower and other stuff just to feel at least slightly normal in this crazy digital world. (Jax also liked to use it as prank-planning central but no one else knew that.)

She headed back to her room, where she came upon a whistling Jax.

“Oh, hey Jax! Where are you off to?”

“Oh, nowhereee, just going back to my room.”

Ragatha would’ve raised an eyebrow if she had them. “Why weren’t you already in your room?”

“Is a rabbit not allowed to take a walk through the hallways once in a while?”

Ragatha’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Sure.” She spoke sarcastically.

She kept walking, not noticing that Jax in fact did not enter his room, but stayed behind her with his mischievous grin, watching for her reactions. 

As soon as she entered her room, Jax heard a loud scream, followed by a crash and a splash.

Ragatha exited her room as soon as she entered it, dripping with water and she yelled angrily, “JAX!”

In the hallway, she saw the aforementioned rabbit doubled over in laughter, and wiping a non-existent tear from his eye.

“Heheh! Oohohoh, you should’ve heard you’re scream! I bet your face was even funnier. Heheh.” Jax made an innocent face for a moment. “How’d you like you’re present?”

He barely got the last word out before he burst into even louder laughter. “Oh ihihi cahahan NOHOHOT Sahay thahat with a strahahaight fahahace. Woo!”

“JAX! it isn’t funny!”

“And that is where you’re wrong doll face, ihit is veeeerrry funny heheh.”

“Weeell~” Ragatha suddenly had an idea for revenge.

“If you think that’s so funny, then you’re gonna love this!”

Before he knew it, Jax was on the floor, with a ragdoll overtop of him. He let out a small, confused “huh-?” That was quickly cut off by even more laughter as Ragatha started to scribble against his belly.

“Hehehehey! Whahahat doho yahahah thihihink yohohou’re dohohoin heheheh!”

“What seems to be the matter? You like laughing, don’t you?” Ragatha retorted, with a obvious veil of innocence.

“Ohoho shuhuhut ihit yohou [BLEEP]” a loud sound cut off Jax as he swore.

“This should teach you not to mess with me.”

“I mahahake noho prohohomihises- AHEHEH!”

“Then we’re gonna be here a while.”

And Indeed they were. Jax absolutely refused to promise not to mess with Ragatha again, but eventually she let up anyway. She stood up and encouraged Jax to do the same.

Jax stood, panting slightly and letting out leftover giggles.

“Just know, that if you ever mess with me again, I will give you something to laugh about.”

———THE END————————————————

[amykiriwosdefenselawyer]

Chapter 325 thoughts (Spoilers!)

First off, Baal deserves every minute of stress from Shura. :D

This panel is interesting because Return to Origins is supposed to be a "permanent wicked phase" and Baal is already RtO. Then again, I don't feel like that description should be taken at full face value, because it's not like our RtO gang are constantly stressed out or pissed off and going on rampages, they're just evil with bad morals.

So I guess it's an evil demonic equivalent of someone like being diagnosed with depression or a personality disorder or something and it affects all facets of their life and personality, but of course they'll have times where it's triggered worse, like depressive/manic episodes or panic attacks etc.

After all, wicked phases make a demon lose all sense of inhibition and self-preservation, and Baal needs to be strategic and tactical, so he can't have that

Nice detail with Kiriwo's eyes being RtO though!

Plus the fact he really doesn't discriminate with who he likes seeing in pain 😭

Next up. Poro-chan. Poro is genderfluid because I said so, and based advice.

Next, ATORI I MISSED YOUR GRIN SO MUCH ahhhhhhhh also nice shirt and tank top (I wanna see him without the former and just the latter (time to draw that then))

Ocho is back! I used to hate him and then grow indifferent towards him but he's funny in my book now

Also what the hell is that height difference? Atori is 192cm and Kiriwo is 162cm but that does NOT look like a ruler's difference but then again this is the Netherworld and logic doesn't exist probably

I wanna climb Atori like a tree

Oh they are so silly I will cry of joy they are such lovable fools I was screaming at this scene for minutes straight and also Poro is based again

I forgot Ocho was part of that Number 2 cult, thank you Nishi

This brings me immense fucking joy to my dead ass heart 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖🥺🥺🥺🥺 Look at them, the three musketeers who dirty Baal's floor

Also did Atori retract his tail? Huh, nice

It's funny how it was fanon that Ocho and Kiriwo hated each other from the post-Harvest Festival scene but yeah turns out Kiriwo was just being a little possessive and they're all so silly

I wanna be friends with them now aaaahh maybe we'll see the other Six Fingers maybe they'll have silly little evil villain sleepover parties or something

Baal needs more mental breakdowns over Shura. He deserves it

Very good chapter, I am fed

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hey I have a possibly another, better..? idea👀 it's a Slenderbeing reader! but they like to travel the world, a LOT. and usually in their human form. but they are so in depth with their magic's capabilities it's almost near impossible to detect any magic sauce from them, it's like they are truly a regular human being. until they reveal themselves and give everyone a heart attack😂

The slender reader is also like a runt, they hate the height difference compared to average Slenderbeings, but low-key likes the attention :P

Any characters! Have fun n take your time!! :D

Various characters with a slender-being reader!

Again so so so so sorry for taking so long to get to this :(

I've kinda been mostly checked out mentally this week and the past 4 days spiderverse has taken over my brain and

Sobs

Anyways! Most of these are platonic leaning, but that's mostly because I couldn't think of anything explicitly romantic <\3 these also may be

Short since I'm kinda

Dry brain

No gifs for each character since it lags my phone and I ain't dealing with that rn <\\3

Slenderman:

Head tilt

Of course he knew he and his brothers weren't the only slender-like.. beings in this world

But he didnt expect to see another (that wasnt splendor or trender) enter his woods... that and he also. Never really left his woods save for a few occasions.. never really met another creature like him outside family

Huh

Hes curious, of course! He himself can only talk so much about his day to day life, being more or less binded to his forest.. so hes willing to let you talk his non existent ears off

Likes making crafts for you that remind him of your stories

Doesnt particularly favor one form over the other; though with that said he almost offed you when you first waltzed in, disguised as a human

Makes him realize he... doesn't know how to do that..

Splendorman:

Oooh how cute! You're so tiny!

On the flip side, hes met dozens of slender-beings, due to him bouncing around just about everywhere

Doesnt make fun of your height, bullying isnt cool!!

You both exchange stories about places you've been and things you've done

Sits down and looks at you with so much interest when its your turn to speak

Finds both of your forms adorable

Laughing Jack

"I didn't even know they made them this size!"

Ljs already a little shit, but hes going to be even more of a little shit around you being a runt

He'll try not to take it too far, but hes definitely got a problem with his filter

Due to him being bound to his box and being passed around Lj only has so much experience with different kinds of people

So even though he'll crack jokes and interrupt, he's willing to listen to a story or two

You can still be taller than him and he'll still tease about your runt status <\3

Eyeless Jack

"Oh.. huh.. you're like.. that one guy,"

In my au he lives in the same woods as slenderman but they hardly interact and when they do it's barely civil

Both are very possessive of their areas so... yeah

Asides slender you're the only slender-being hes met; he wont even know you're a runt unless you bring it up

If you do he'll just

Not care, I mean hes short too so??

Has a weird.. vicarious thing going on with your story

Hes condemned himself to being a hermit due to his curse, so he ends up naturally.. doing that with your stories and makes small suggestions on where you should go next

What having your normal life snatched away does to a mf

Masky & Hoodie

"Mini boss?" "Mini boss"/j

Masky is.. well my take on him hes a little.. funky.. bro is likely watching you from a distance and not really.

Interacting

Kinda freaks out when you reveal your true form

Hoodie is a little more tame and open than masky, kinda just

Signs and asks questions but he isnt too social

"Why are you so short??"/j

Honestly I feel like these two would take a long time to warm up; they're already distant enough with slender

Idk, I really dont have any ideas for these two 💔😔☝️

[s6m123]

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖈𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑

𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽 1:

Soft waves hitting the ship filled Luffy's mind, well until Nami's hectic yells met Luffy's ears.

He turned around to see the crew being chaotic as usual, Sanji was flirting with Nami and She looked like she wants to hit him with the pan he's cooking with, Zoro was quietly sharpening his swords judging everyone's existence, Ussop was binging on some popcorn as usual, but Luffy wasn't acting like he's usual self, he's very cheerful and loud but now he was silent?, there was obviously something on he's mind and Zoro was the first one to notice it, Zoro could see worry on Luffy's face but Why?.

Luffy was always a carefree person, Zoro was intrigued enough to go up to Luffy.

"Oi, Captain why the long face?" Zoro said which immediately sent Luffy back into reality.

"Huh?, oh nothing nothing I was just thinking about something" Luffy mumbled, barely maintaining eye contact with Zoro, well that clearly made Zoro suspicious.

"And that "something" is?" Zoro said raising an eyebrow.

"It-" Luffy was about to continue until They heard Ussop.

"There is an island ahead!!!" Ussop yelled, everyone looked out the window, it was some random island but It still looked interesting.

Okay it looks like a fair island, hope there's some spices" Sanji said mumbled.

"Okay everyone let's visit the island!" Luffy said brightly, he's goofy personality came back.

The crew got out of the ship and stepped into the island, Nami went to a clothing store, Zoro went to a bar with Luffy, Sanji and Ussop however went to the local farmers market since the ship is running out of food, while Sanji was checking which pear was ripped he's eyes caught a girl, she really stood out, wearing a slik red shirt and black pants, a black jacket, a heart necklace on her neck, eyes glowing red, her silky hair let down, a scar of the side of her lip, but the thing is she looked unapproachable, her cold gaze scaning the fruits and vegetables, a gun in her back pocket. Sanji the flirty basterd he is didn't take the warning signs and approached her.

"Hiii, I'm Sanji, I was just wondering why a pretty girl like you is wondering around this market" Sanji said in a flirty tone, the girl shot him a glance, looked him up and down and went back to scaning the fruits and vegetables, Sanji was still not giving up.

"Oh come on beautiful, Can I get your name?" Sanji said with a smirk.

"Y/n" she said finally looking at him.

"God, just a beautiful name" he said leaning against the counter.

The flirt talk of Sanji was interpreted by a loud scream, gun shot sounds filled the market and a voice was heard.

"Everyone on the ground, now!" A guy in a mask and a gun in he's hand, everyone did as he said except Y/n and Sanji, the masked guy turned to the two.

"Want me to shoot?" He said menacingly.

"No-" Sanji was about to respond, but the girl spoke first.

"Go ahead I'd love to see you try" she said, obviously unbothered.

"Aw, is a weak girl trying to challenge me?" The masked guy said with a smirk making her roll her eyes and reached out to her back pocket putting out a Handgun, the masked guy flinched.

"Where the hell did you get t- that?" He asked kinda scared. The girl scoffed and pointed the gun at him.

"None of your business, now get lost or I'll shoot" she said making the masked guy even more scared.

"Ok, ok." He mumbled and ran away, everyone turned to the girl, their jaws dropped, did she just save they're asses?.

"Oh My God, you'll be perfect in my crew!" Sanji exclaimed, making the girl slightly intrigued.

"What crew?" She asked curiously.

"The strawhats!, our captain is monkey D Luffy!" He exclaimed again.

Y/n got a wave of deja vu.

"Luffy?" She mumbled, her eyes widening.

"You know him?" Sanji asked kinda confused.

"Where's your captain!?" She looked around.

"He's at the local bar, why?" He asked titled he's head.

She didn't even answer and immediately went to the local bar, opening the door she could already see her younger brother.

"Luffy!" She exclaimed, a smile spreading on her face, that was rare.The captain's head turned to the girl and he's eyes widened as he immediately stood up.

"Y/n!" He exclaimed back and immediately hugged her, this was all being watched by the crew who just came back from whatever they were doing, they were confused as hell, Luffy never opened up about he's family so the crew didn't know who the hell this girl was, yet.

[existslikepristin]

Nothing extra to say this time

Tags: NSFW, S.M.U.T., genie

(Story Index)

Infinite stamina!

You put on your coolest expression, giving Joy a raise of the eyebrows. “If you enjoyed that, just you wait. I wish for infinite stamina. I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk or fly stra—wait, can you fly—no, let’s worry about that later. Yeah, I wish for infinite sexual stamina.”

Joy begins to laugh immediately. “Ha! Good one, master.”

You can’t help but shift your very cool expression to one that’s a bit more confused.

“Oh,” Joy’s laughter slowly stops, “Oh, you meant it?”

Her expression shifts too, but to something akin to your friend looking at your dog and trying very hard not to tell you how ugly it is.

“Well, you win some, you lose some… Master, you know how I said I’d give you a warning if you made a stupid wish?”

“Yeah…” you nod, already seeing where this is going.

“You should know that I try not to do that unless the wish is genuinely stupid.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Unwise, you know?”

“Okay,” you sigh.

“Trivial, obtuse, or witless.”

“Okay, I get it.”

“Really deficient in the brain department, if you know what I’m saying.”

“I know what you’re saying! But why?!”

Joy puts a condescending hand on your shoulder, and the other condescending hand on your dick. Within a quarter of a second, any fatigue you were feeling, whether from the sex or from the rest of your day, is gone. “Because, you silly silly duck master, I’m an entity with nigh unlimited control over reality. You should be wishing for something interesting… Also I’m a slut who gets off on you getting off, so you basically get infinite stamina from my mere existence. And of course I can fly. That’s just Mythological Being 101.”

You squint. “There’s class involved in being a genie?”

“No. My last master was a recent college grad.”

“Okay, well if you don’t think I should wish for infinite stamina because it’s sexual, and you get off on me getting off, why’d you suggest I wish for some good pussy earlier? Were you going to make fun of me if I did?”

Joy laughs again, steps around you on her toes—no, wait, she’s floating a bit off the floor—, and pops your cupboard open. She looks the sparse selection up and down before pulling out a box of tea. “No, the good pussy has more to do with the fact that I’m not going to be your slave forever, and I highly doubt that you’re going to be satisfied with not making your final wish before you die of natural and/or human causes (not to make you think about your inevitable mortality… even though it’s definitely coming).”

“It’s coming?!”

“Well duh, but not at this very moment. What do you expect? Random meteor strikes? Chill. Death is cool.”

“No it’s not!”

“No seriously, Death is cool,” Joy says, casually looking through your cabinetry for a mug, “If he comes around, I’ll let him know you’ve got wishes left and he’ll be like, ‘No big D, Joy. Wanna get churros sometime?’ I’ll obviously take him up on it and you can fuck your harem, if you wish for a harem, while I’m out pretending some churros are necessary to save you from an early grave.”

“You know the grim reaper?”

Joy runs some cold tap water into your mug, dips your tea bag into it, and it’s suddenly boiling. “Ugh. Don’t remind me about those guys. No, I know Death.”

“Uh, can I wish for immortality? It’s not against the rules and suddenly feels applicable.”

“Oof. Yeah, you ain’t gonna want to wish for that. Anyway, you wanted to fuck me again, right? Over the table again, or do you want to take it to the bedroom?” She sips on her tea. “Oh shit, that’s good stuff… We could go somewhere more exotic if you’re feeling adventurous.”

You look Joy up and down. She’s way more lackadaisical about everything than you’d expect from a woman roaming your kitchen in the nude.

Options:

You wanna know what’s so bad about immortality versus death.

Nope. Nope. You just want to go to the bedroom to keep fucking.

Joy’s not acting especially slave-like! Tell her to take you seriously!

How about going somewhere exotic? As long as it won’t burn a wish.

Speaking of wishes, make one that she’s not going to reject already!

… Just fuck her on the table again.

[ccycloneblogging]

I keep forgetting to ask my questions now is the present I guess-

Well 1, love your work! This AU is so cute and full of potential trauma it makes my mind flow with ideas... one of them being REALLY trauma heavy that has me in a vice grip rn...

So anyways- your post where you showed how in your AU catnap removed dogdays legs... were the murders of the hour in the same way? Because I just- Imagining Catnap dropping an anvil on some poor soul and them getting crushed slowly after the initial impact while catnap watches in apathy- has not left my mind. It's just Saw death traps at that point.

And about the whole "Going back to the cartoon" thing catnap wanted... would that not be suicide? A fully fledged, free thinking being going back to being with a world bound by a script and it's existence only continues if it's makers wish for it seem like killing yourself with extra steps. Again- this Au has so much Trauma potential I just HMMMMMMMMMMM-

And Oc's... well who do you want to hear about? I got a few lying around... well only 2 poppy playtime ones at the moment (and like one is kinda hard coded for another AU)... not to mention all the ones I have not drawn up yet that lie within my mind.

I would not mind another reason for William posting- but I'll let you choose!

Thanks, man! :D

You have no idea how much I've had to edit the scripts and drawings I make for the blog, because I go too dark too quickly for this toon AU.

I'm gonna go on a long ramble. Bear with me.

Like - there's this one script I still need to rewrite. But the premise is that Angel and DogDay are in Home Sweet Home, striking up a conversation - though Angel is injured.

Angel: ...Do you ever just... Stop? *[Angel eyes DD, as DD is in the process of sniffing like an actual dog, walking along the walls]* DD: What do you mean? *[He pauses to look at them, his tail wagging]* Angel: This. *[They gesture to his whole self, which causes him to finally fall on to the ground with a yip]* Angel: We're being hunted by a monster, close to death, and you're acting all... *Looney*. DD: That's what I do, Angel. I was brought here to make people feel happy. Safe. *[His tail begins to wag again as he makes his way to Angel]* Angel: Great. *[Unamused]* At least we'll die laughing. DD: You know, laughter is stronger than you'd think. *[A little "Uh-huh" from Angel.]* No matter how bad things get, you just have to laugh! Even if you feel like you've lost all hope, unsure about tomorrow... Not knowing what you did wrong, wondering how the world collapsed around you... *[DD grabs on to an ear, his smile turning more upsetting. The background getting darker. Maybe emphasize some of the in game model]* DD: Knowing that deep down, it's your fault for their deaths and already missing your chains because you deserve them --- *[He immediately switches back, sunshine and smiles]* DD: A laugh can chase away the gloom! Angel: *[Disturbed]* ...You want to talk about it, Pup?

So, they're all thoroughly traumatized, that's for sure!

I plan on drawing a comic that takes place during the Hour Of Joy, but yes. CatNap has killed some humans with falling anvils, endless pits, trapping them in repeating hallways until they go insane. Humans cannot survive the same punishment a toon takes, you know. >u>

But you know, he's not entirely heartless. Just angy. A poor lil meow meow

Oh, it's just CatNap being unable to cope, being ripped out of his comfort zone and never being able to adjust with the horrible things going on in Playcare. Though the Critters in this AU are not the same as the In-Game Bigger Bodies, there's still been human experiments. CatNap would much rather take scripts and limited freedom over what he was given... You are right though. That is one of the themes I wanted to try and hit with him. Especially if I follow through with an ending of Angel adopting the Critters. Then the aftermath of the trauma can really sink in.

My man, pal, friend.

I love OCs. The floor is yours. Send 'em in!

[cryptiles]

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RANDOM TEXTS — PART 1 / PART 2

— details ; brothers x gn! reader ; head-cannon based ; 〘🐙〙 ; obey me m.list ; they/them/you/yours

— summary ; domestic texts between you and the brothers

— requests are open as of 17/8

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LUCIFER

“ good afternoon mc , are you home ? “

“ yeah i am , why ? “

“ a package was just delivered to the front porch , do me a favour and check it for me would you ? “

“ ofc ofc , give me a sec. “

“ are these flowers ? “

“ do you like them ? “

“ THANK YOU , OMG THEY’RE SO PRETTY 🥴“

“ i would love to go back to 2 seconds ago where we were relishing in the moment without the mention of fathers name. “

“ 🏃‍♀️“

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MAMMON

“ oi ! i’m stuck out in the rain tell lucifer i’ll be late for dinner. “

“ pftt .. imagine. “

“ don’t laugh at me ! i wore an expensive jacket out today too … now its ruined. “

“ wru rn ? “

“ outside some randos shops shelter. “

“ jeez everyones wet and soaked as fuck , smells like shit. “

“ LMAOAAOO HELP 🚶‍♀️ but anyways i’ll come pick you up if you want. “

“ wait what ? you’re gonna walk here in this type of heavy rain ? “

“ umbrellas exist dumbass. “

“ YEAH BUT STILL , i wouldn’t wanna trouble you it’s just a bit of rain. “

“ nothing the great mammon can’t handle ! 😈 “

“ yeah yeah … i’ll wait for you in your room , movie night remember ? “

“ WELL NOW THAT YOU’RE WAITING FOR ME THE GREAT MAMMON WON’T LET YOU MISS ME FOR LONG ! “

“ IM RUNNING BACK NOW , DONT YOU DARE STEP OUT IN THE RAIN. “

“ jackass 😒 “

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LEVITHAN

“ MC ! COME TO MY ROOM RN ASAP 💯 “

“ for what ? i’m lazy to leave my bed. “

“ WELL “

“ GUESS WHAT 🤭 “

“ I GOT EARLY ACCESS TO THAT ANIME YOU LIKE FROM THE HUMAN WORLD “

“ EX FUCKING CUSE ME ? HOW ? HUH ? 😀 “

“ SAY SIKE RN 🤨 “

“ IM NOT JOKING MC GET HERE RN , OFFER LASTS FOR THE NEXT 5 MINUTES “

“ ILL BE COUNTING “

“ LEVI I FUCKING LOVE YOU RN IM OMW “

“ YOU WHAT ? “

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SATAN

“ pick me’s are more infuriating than popular wannabes. “

“ i rest my case. “

“ they’re equally as annoying , both types can’t keep their mouths shut. “

“ disagree. pick me’s act upon it changing their tone of voice and putting others down for their own gain. “

“ that’s a lowball. “

“ okay yeah valid point but then again you could argue that the wannabes have a chance of dropping their now friends for the more well-known group. “

“ meet me at the library in 5 , i’ll make some tea for both of us while we discuss this. “

“ are we really debating over high school drama … “

“ yes , it’s important. “

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ASMODEUS

“ mccc !! “

“ mc ! “

“ sweetieee “

“ answer me love 😾😾😾 “

“ sorry sorry , mammon was speaking to me. “

“ you know , you should stop hanging out with him and instead with me ! 🤗 “

“ but moving on ! i found this adorable pair of boots that would look absolutely gorgeous on you. “

“ ugh ! imagining you in those already makes my heart flutter you’d look so adorable 💕 “

“ mc ! i’ll swing by the house and pick you up get ready in 15 minutes hon , we’re going on a shopping spree. “

“ HEOBDDK SEND ME THE ADDY BABES ‼️ “

“ ILL WALK OVER “

“ NO NO DONT YOU DARE ! “

“ i’ll come pick you up sweetie there’s no way i’m letting you walk here all by yourself ! “

“ what if someone steals you away from me while im not there ? 😾 “

“ alright alright YOU BETTER BE HERE SOON “

“ also you’re spending too much time with satan , the amount of times you’ve used that angry cat emoji is concerning … “

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BEELZEBUB

“ BEEL WRU ? “

“ THIS IS AN EMERGENCY ‼️ “

“ mc ! are you alright ? do you need help ? are you hurt ? “

“ NO NO NONE OF THAT “

“ i’m just extremely tired today and i don’t feel like walking down the long hallway for dinner … “

“ could you come to my room and give me a piggy back ride ? 😁 “

“ oh “

“ thank goodness you’re not hurt. ☺️ “

“ but sure :D i’m omw to your room , hang tight mc. “

“ ilysm 🫶 “

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BELPHEGOR

“ wru ? “

“ my room , why ? “

“ come to the planetarium “

“ the stars are really pretty tonight “

“ they remind me of the celestial realm , where we couldn’t admire our own stars … “

“ but here , i’m able to do one of my favourite activities with everyone , with you. “

“ i told you i forgave you belphie. “

“ please don’t beat yourself up on it anymore. “

“ how did you know ? “

“ you never have enough energy to type this many words 🥱 “

“ also open the door , i think you accidentally locked it. “

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© 2022 cryptiles. please do not repost / translate my work and post it to other social media websites without permission , thank you.

[fiddles-ifs]

GREENWARDEN UPDATE: 3-1-23

Since I'll take any excuse to work less, play more, I always try and take February off my usual update schedule. This makes March something of a hefty update month, which is good! However, I didn't want to leave people hanging, so instead I'll leave you all with a snippet for a certain, highly specific path for the next update.

Under the cut for length! Content warnings for blood and violence. The usual.

The night is slow — the regulars file in like tired dogs, covered in grease-stained overalls and jumpsuits, shedding camo jackets and hats, throwing them over stools. They settle in with the same wheezy whine. Most work in the coal mines and natural gas wells. Long journeyed people from Texas or South Carolina, gone in a year or two; they form their cliques away from the mechanics, carpenters, contractors, and Warden natives. Both groups, you notice, give a wide berth to the lumber yard workers.

You can see their haunted eyed, glassy stares from miles away. They’re like headlights. Even the bartender seems reluctant to serve them. They sit, exiled, at a table that seems specially purposed for them and say nothing. When they want another round — and there are a lot of them — they send an emissary up to the bar. You make a note of the time. They could be useful. People who spend a lot of time in woods like these tend to have stories, and you know that look.

Hopefully you can keep PIRA away from them for now.

It’s the bar rush — or something adjacent to it. It’s not full, but now that peoples’ wives and girlfriends have slipped in, there’s more talking and happier songs filtered through the jukebox. The bell over the door hasn’t jingled in almost an hour, and you figure it won’t until people start filing out. You check your watch. Almost seven — and the sun has sunk behind the mountains. At least, you think so.

You’ve been getting progressively drunker, a little louder and more sullen. Still in control. Still good. But the world is fuzzy around the edges and your cheeks are warm. The fish bowl is quiet, for once, even if the bar patrons are starting to inch away from you.

It isn’t long before you feel a shadow fall over your shoulder, a warning blink before you’re immediately accosted with a very loud hey. It’s loud enough it catches the bartender’s attention and hurts your ear. You rub the side of your head with your palm. Soothing the ache. Already halfway murderous, you turn your head to look at whoever is trying oh-so-politely to get your attention.

He’s a broadly built man, about six foot, and not much older than you; his high-and-tight is still a deep, dark, coal black and there’s only a few wrinkles around his eyes — but you can see the telltale puffiness of prolonged alcoholism in his cheeks and nose. A little bit of flab settling into the hard lines of his body. He’s wobbling, more than a little drunk, and flanked by similarly large and sturdily built men.

He just screams cop.

“You been snooping around like a fuckin’ rat,” he says, “asking questions, makin’ people uncomfortable, right where you don’t fuckin’ belong. Who do you think you are?”

“Jim-“ The bartender goes to step in. Tries to. He gets in your space, knocking her half-hearted hands out of the way to crowd you against your stool.

“Naw, Cal, I’m over this little prick.”

>YOU CAN'T HELP THE SMILE. THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEY'RE DEALING WITH.

A vile, razor smile creeps up your face like a disease. Your legs follow, unfolding bit by bit. Almost a full head taller than Jim and his townies. “Little, huh?”

Your feet slide into place easily; it’s a familiar dance. You love the steps, the choreography, the aftermath.

You’ve never felt more alive than in the middle of a fight.

“Jim,” Cal’s voice is hard from behind the stick, a shield making her a little braver, “you know the rules.”

Both of you stare like snarling dogs at the ends of their chains; you watch Jim debate with himself, addled and stumbling. Whatever rules exist at McNeil’s, Jim decides they’re worth breaking. For the thrill, if nothing else.

You watch his punch come in from miles away. He’s a heavy hitter — slow and clumsy.

You let it breathe just a little too close to your face, stepping into its wild arc. You fist finds the soft meat between ribs. Once. Twice. Something threatens to snap. His ribs, the tension, something else.

Chaos reigns.

Jim backs up and gags, wretching for air just as someone tries to jump in. You redirect their arm, throwing them across the bar into the delicate fridge full of pop and water bottles. Glass shatters. Someone is screaming. Someone is laughing.

You pick up a stool and smash it into a face; you don’t even know if they were coming or running away. This is what you were made for, molded into. The blood makes a primal, predator part of your brain start slobbering. The sound of breaking glass and cracking bones become a restless cacophony. Different bars, different prey. You lose yourself in the memories, becoming a whirlwind, getting sloppy, a hungry animal set lose on a pack of house-trained dogs.

A hand grabs your shoulder and spins you around. You almost stab whoever it is (no knife in your hand, what were you thinking?) before they punch you in the face. You recognize the knuckle taste even as you hit the floor. Bautista.

He hits you again just for good measure when you start sitting up. Pain explodes up your mouth and rattles behind your eyes; you taste new pennies. Your head lolls limply when he grabs you by the shirt and jacket and drags your sorry ass out of McNeil’s. People throw things. Someone wolf whistles at Bautista’s retreating back.

YOU'RE STILL LAUGHING, EARS RINGING, SWALLOWING BLOOD.

[dogboyklug]

UH-OH! a comic about being trans. by me. part one of probably three :]

i felt bad about being transmasc so i decided to just give up and write about it until i hopefully didnt. i feel a little better getting this all on digital paper but there's still. a lot to draw. so. oops

i'll be posting the next parts. whenever they're ready (which will hopefully be soon) and linking them all here, so whenever you want just check back with the base post and i'll prolly add some links and maybe clean things up. yay!

text transcript / partial ID under the cut!

transcript:

looking back, there were a few signs i might have been trans.

[a sequence of events showing little me flinching and going "ow" at being called his deadname, little me reading a book and going "haha im like a tomboy but i dont like sports or being active or anything im just. a boy. haha", and little me having an active breakdown, crying and holding his glasses, with partially obscured text in a dark cloud around him. the only text visible shows his thoughts, and shows he's worrying that he's sexist for mostly only liking and relating to boy characters.]

...some.

however.

there were also a few things i considered signs of me not being trans at all.

EXHIBIT A:

[a drawing of little me, looking at his 3ds. he's thinking "as long as i make sure that i always play as the 'main girl character' in these games i wont cry because im a girl because i wont be me as a girl i'll be Them. roleplaying. as them".]

no dysphoria.

[caps] EXHIBIT B: [end caps]

[a crude drawing of little me staring at nothing. he's thinking "i don't hate women. and i don't like being mean to other people."]

[caps] I WAS A FEMINIST. [end caps]

and not toxically masculine.

i knew about trans people, but i didn't know trans MEN existed.

[a drawing of little me, with the caption "clueless". he's staring slightly up, and saying "huh?!"]

my mom was nonbinary, with a few trans friends, but people [caps] WANTING??? TO BE MEN??? [end caps]

to be

gross,

disgusting,

hateful,

cruel,

oppressive,

men?

[the background slowly gets darker until it reaches the final word, and that word is a significantly bigger font than the rest of the words.]

for a while, primarily due to my lack of research

[drawing of little me, staring at his computer (which is labeled "deviantArt machine") and going 'huh'.]

i figured, if i WAS trans, I was probably a trans women.

but of course, that was silly

you can't be a trans woman if you're already afab.

and there's no other ways of being trans,

right?

[a crudely-drawn drawing of a deviantArt favorite's tab. none of the favorited pieces have any detail, though several are the same width and length as classic deviantArt stamps.]

hm.

hmmmmm...

[a crudely-drawn drawing of a representation of one of the favorited stamps. it's a massive, pink stamp with the text "SHE/HER!" in it in all caps and pink lettering. bottom text states it is a "she/her pronouns badge by ...", though the rest is cut off.]

HMMMM...

[a picture of a mouse hovering over the 'favorite/unfavorite' button. the star is filled in, indicating clicking it would unfavorite the piece.]

[two wordless panels, side-by-side, showing little me staring at his screen, hovering his cursor over the unfavorite button.]

[two more panels, showing that little me has unfavorited the she/her badge. the panel showing his face shows he is grinning wildly, his hair has poofed up in excitement, and his glasses are now blue-ish purple.]

OHO!!!!!!!!!!!!1

.................and that's

quite literally

how it happened.

before i knew how bad the entire site was, i would frequent dA. CONSTANTLY.

it was baby's very first "social media" webpt site.

[a drawing of a tiny, cartoonish kitten with a small turf of hair, staring at wonder up at a computer, one hand on the mousepad. it is labeled "dramatic reenactment of me making my d a account."]

i wasn't really SHELTERED as a kid, i just didnt know fuck for shit, and my baby anxiety made learning annoyingly hard.

so i turned to memes as a sort of wire mother as opposed to my real, cloth one.

jokes can be easier to understand than reality, sometimes.

(this isnt a good thing.)

so, i sort-of-came-out on deviantart, home of the wacky, wild and weird, where i learned he/him pronouns were an option, and a choice.

[a drawing of little me, with blue glasses, gazing up at the sky and smiling triumphantly.]

and some crazy trauma but that's for a different comic. if i make it.

[a drawing of little me being hit with a cartoonish star, which is meant to represent the trauma.]

sooo...

that's it, right?

[little me, with a cartoony bandage on his head, gently rubbing his wound.]

my mom was supportive & anyone who wasn't ...isn't in the picture now

that's the end

...right?.

end transcript.

[writingforatwistedworld]

Yahoo the inbox is open! May I ask for a Savanaclaw members reacting to finding out the player already has an so. Like the ones you did for the Octavinelle dorm. Thank you. 💖 also ahhh I just really love your stuff here!! It amazing!!

You ask and you shall receive. Also thanks for the compliment! It means a lot to me! :D

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, violence, blood, beheading, obsession, possessiveness, murder, death

Leona Kingscholar/Ruggie Bucchi/Jack Howl-Player already has a significant other

I bet with you that Ruggie sharpens his nails. Why that is important? You will see...

So, Leona was just on the home screen, enjoying the sight of you, expecting to see your face once more...

And then there is them

Sitting just across the room, asking who “the heck is that weird looking character on the screen?”

Insult him, and you get a warning. Insult the Overseers hobbies and preferences and you will end up headless

You see where I was going with that sharpened nail thingy?

But knowing that you have a partner burns really bad

Leona is aware that he is everything else but that prince on the white horse

Heck, the horse would rather run away from him than let him ride on it

But he had hope

After all, the Overseer sees everyone equally and when you put him on the home screen on that day he thought that maybe he had caught your fancy somehow

And now he is watching how some stranger is embracing you, being way too close to you

They can be happy that you are in the room

He just wants to be somewhat decent for you

Otherwise he would have just ripped them to shreds, worlds apart or not

One word: laughing

No joke, when... they were seen by him for the first time he couldn't help but to laugh

He is just in complete denial

You see, Ruggie had always looked up to you

The kind, otherworldly being who made sure that even the despised hyenas had a chance

He even thought that you two could get along, you being free of prejudices about the lower class and all of that

When he saw them being closed to you than a normal friend would usually be he finally snaps out of denial

You two are in a relationship... oh Overseer, you are too cruel!

He really thought that what you two had was special after you placed him on the home screen

And all of the sayings, with you being equal and all of that, seemed true as well!

And then he finds out that he had no chance anyways

He just wants to use his special magic on them, make them fall down some stairs

Ruggie wants to see them bleed, cry, beg for forgiveness even if they don't know for what

He had to live such a difficult life and knew nothing else

He even looked after his family unlike so many young people in the slums who only cared about themselves

So please indulge him just for once, even if that means finding your special one in an accident which left them bloody and in a coma

Oh goodness! This is a harsh one...

From the second he spots them for the first time besides you he is agressive

It's almost like Jack threatens your significant other for just existing

Now, luckily he can't act upon the instinct to go for their jugular

You two are still separated by worlds after all

So what does he do? Huh? Let his anger out in a healthy, non-dangerous way?

Good job but no, he is extremely aggressive and dangerous during spell drive training

He has already send three freshmen into the nurse's office

Leona even had to take him off the team with how dangerous he has become

So now that this way of getting rid of anger is gone what is he supposed to do? Stand still and do nothing??!

Oh no no no. He would rather die

So suddenly the usually calm and collected student is gone, replaced with an aggressive copy of himself

All I'm saying is, is that there are more than enough students in Savannaclaw searching for trouble and who is he to deny them that?

Everyone knows that you recently visited when they see a new face in the nurses office

Jack had never been so alone, avoided by everyone

But then again, who cares if they are not you? And if someone dares to come close enough then they surely offer themselves as a punching bag, right?

[sugar-glaze-donut]

This is the Part 2 of this fic <3

I'm so happy some people liked it :D

TW: Probably OOC characters, OC (not exactly, it's just Aruji-sama), small spoilers of episodes other than episode 1

Life as an Angel from Akuneko - Part 2

You stood outside the cabin with your fist on your hips.

Yeah, you just stood there awkwardly.

Everything's been pretty overwhelming you know? Devil butlers are after your ass (a metaphor btw) and the angels probably already know about your betrayal.

Damn, such a nice way to start a new life in another world, no?

Using the wings on your back, you flutter up to stand on the cabin's roof. The ceiling creaks slightly under your weight but shows no sign of collapsing.

Thank god...

You stare into the distance from on top of the roof.

"Oh hey... isn't that Devil's Palace?"

Indeed it is. Standing in its glory, the Devil's Palace, a.k.a. the abode of the 13 (or 16? You don't know what part of the story it is now) butlers, a cat butler, and a normal human being, stood proudly amongst the tall trees of the forest.

"That does remind me though, the story..." You closed your eyes and scratched your head. "I mean, I know Haures is alive. That means Fennesz and the older butlers are alive too. And... that only squeezes the possibilities to half of the whole timeline..."

God fucking damn it

Running a hand through your really short hair, you sighed once again and scanned the world below you.

But then, at the corner of your eye, you see a bush rustling. Is it Tristia? Or her friend?? Tristia should be in the cabin sleeping right now... and there's no barn or civilization nearby. And from your knowledge, Devil's Palace didn't have a barn either. It wasn't windy too.

You descend from the roof and land on the ground. Cautiously, you approach the bush.

You puff up your wings to get ready to fly off. The thing in the bush gasped.

Huh?

It gasped??

You lunged forward to capture the thing in the bush. It was small. It was fluffy... and it had beautiful wine-red eyes.

"No... it can't be" Your eyes widened to see the feline butler from Devil's palace, Muu, squirming in your hands.

"H-hey!" Muu frantically yelled. "Let me go! Don't erase me!"

"..." In a moment of shock, you raise Muu to the sky (that moment from The Lion King) and hold him tight in your grip. Why was Muu here?

"...Who are you?" you decided to start with that question. In the story, it never showed that the angels had any interest in Muu. It'll be weird for an angel like you to know (or even acknowledge) his existence.

Muu looked as if you grew another head. "How- you can talk!?" Oh yeah, angels aren't supposed to say anything other than ["Die. For life"].

"Muu? Where are you?" There was an unrecognizable voice not that far away from the both of you. It didn't sound like any of the butlers, but Muu seemed to react to the voice. A panicked expression takes over Muu's face. "ARUJI-SAMA! DON'T COME NEAR!"

Aruji-sama...? Isn't that...

At that moment, a humanoid figure emerges from the trees.

It was a lady with long brown hair. They're not that tall, just a bit shorter than you. They wore a beautiful white dress with small flower stitching on the hem. Wow, Flure must've made that.

Aruji-sama (or, who you think it is) froze at the sight of you. They visibly paled and looked like they wanted to run away.

"Let...let him go!" the brunette exclaimed, pointing at Muu.

From your point of view, this seemed like a chance to gain their trust. A chance to gain information about the timeline. And... a chance to perhaps help them.

You must act clueless. They don't know you, but you do. "So... are you the master of the Devil Butlers?"

Just like with Muu, they looked at you as if you grew another head. "Are you another one of the Intelligent angels!?" they stood their ground and glared at you.

"Buddy, I'm flattered that you think I'm intelligent, but I'm not" You dead-panned at the brunette and let Muu down onto the ground. He rushed over to the master and hissed at you. "Don't worry, I won't erase you. Even if I wanted to I have no idea how to"

The duo seemed to relax a bit but the air was still tense. "How can we trust you?" "Why don't we introduce ourselves then?"

You sat on a rock near you and gestured for the duo to come near. They reluctantly go closer, but keep a short distance away from you.

"So then, my name is [Name]" You gesture to them to do the same. "...I'm Akane, the master of the Devil Butlers" The brunette quietly says. "And I'm Muu, Aruji-sama's butler" Muu proudly puffs his chest.

"Alright alrighty," You stretch and crack your knuckles. Nice, the introduction is complete, time to mess with them a bit.

"Is Muu a type of devil?" Akane and Muu looked at each other in silence and you smiled at them amused. "I- I'm not sure? Muu, you're a cat right??" "As far as I know, I think so?"

"How about you Miss Akane?" The girl flinched "Are you a type of devil? Do you have any cool powers?"

Akane fiddled with her fingers and looked down "No, I'm just a normal human being. But I can unleash the butler's powers! And, uh... that's all..."

"Hmm, that's cool." you mused. "I think I've asked enough questions, now it's your turn to ask me some" They instantly perked at this.

You closed your eyes, ready to be bombarded by questions. Akane asked the first question "Why exactly are you here?"

"Well, that's because I wanted a normal life instead of living in the angel's lair" Lie. You were planning on how to spend your life in this world

Muu asked the second question "Do you plan on attacking humans?"

"No. Like I said before, even if I wanted to I have no idea of how to erase people from existence" It's the truth. You don't EVER want to erase anyone.

Akane and Muu look at each other and talk in hushed voices. They're probably talking about what to ask next.

I shift my attention to the lake. It had a beautiful reflection of the sun setting. It must be night soon.

"You said you're not an intelligent angel, right?" Akane suddenly asks, catching you off guard. "If you're not an intelligent angel then... what exactly are you?"

You chuckled lightly. Yes. This is the question you wanted them to ask

"Well to put it simply, I'm a normal angel" You put a pause in between to make a dramatic effect. "But I wasn't an angel in the first place"

Your comment piqued their interest. Akane leaned forward and opened her mouth to ask a question, but you were quicker. You stood up from the rock and put your hand on Akane's mouth to silence her.

"Let's save your questions for another day, shall we? It's getting awfully late" you point to the setting sun.

"Oh yes! They must be worried by now!" Akane stands up and picks Muu up into her arms. "I'll... see you tomorrow?"

"Sure, why not?" you smile warmly at her. "Just don't tell any of your other butlers about me ok? I don't want anyone hunting my ass down"

Akane nods and waves at you. Muu's ears tilted back and his eyes shone. "Bye Miss Angel!"

They both rush through the trees, heading in the direction of Devil's Palace.

Once Akane's flowing dress was out of sight, you returned to the cabin to check up on Tristia.

"Hey Tristia I'm back-" you pause when you see Tristia sleeping soundly on the rocking chair near the empty fireplace.

"Ah," you walked over to a chair near the window and stared at the sky. The moon is out tonight. It's not a full moon yet so Lato doesn't have his trauma breakdowns yet.

The timeline...You know that Aruji-sama and Muu are here, meaning that the main story has started already. And Akane said "Another one of the intelligent angels" when you first met. This means that they had already encountered Seraphim.

"Which means... Haures is going to be demonized soon!" You have to warn them. But how? You can't just straight up tell them! "How should I help them..."

While you were debating and panicking, you didn't notice eyes of Tristia watching you

She was never asleep

She listened

She hoped

And she trusted

Tristia trusted you to save her brother.

Last edited - September 30

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[limetameta]

The Joker: I have been dating Batman for over a year now and he still believes I pose a threat to his kids. Meanwhile I can count on all of my fingers and toes how many times in just this year alone his kids tried to kill me. And only one of them is the bird that croaked and came back wrong.

Harley: Do they know you're dating their dad, though? Did Batman tell them?

Joker: No! Batsy is being mum about it! He won't tell them D: he's like: Joker, I can barely admit it to myself half the time. I cannot look my family in the face and tell them I've begun this. Begun??? Begun??? We're well into a year!!

Harley: Internalized homophobia do be a drug.

Joker: Right??? I got that vibe, too! But it could also be guilt. And fear. Aww. The poor man's terrified he'll lose his entire family. And I mean he does have those issues of his..what with his parents dying and leaving him. Because he wanted to watch that movie. Now if he wants me, and they all leave, I'm Zorro AND the crook AND the pearls. Man is convoluted on a GOOD day, Harl.

Harley: I gots a question for you, though, Mr Jay.

Joker: Shoot!

Harley, miming a gun shot: Bang. No, but really, he hasn't told his kids... but do his kids KNOW, though?

Joker: Yes! *rasing his hands in the air* Yes, they do! They aren't morons!! But all of them are stuck in this "I'm not bringing this up, I'm going to wait for HIM to do it" cycle, and I'm the odd man out.

Harley: Does the butler know?

Joker: Yes. I believe because he's English, he would rather drop dead than start a conversation about something so uncivilised as my little ol self moving in on his son.

Harley: *scratching her chin, thinking* Huh, and why do you think the kids know?

Joker: Well, you know how he recently started inviting me over to the Manor? *nods* Yeah, anyway, he always stresses that not a single one of his kids is there nor the butler, because

Harley: he's ashamed of liking you

Joker: yeah, that, *hurriedly* but what he doesn't know is that his kids are hellions and they *lie* they either come back earlier or they just SAY they're going so most of them have already caught me in Wayne Manor. Like a deer in headlights. Mind you. But still. *tapping his foot against the floor* I have no idea what to do!

*text message*

Harley: Is that your man?

Joker, pulling his phone out: Oh no, this is Cassie.

Harley: Who?

Joker: So, you know how most of the kids avoid even the mere mention of me existing in the same vicinity as them? Well, that doesn't apply to Cassie. She's the only kid that actually doesn't want me killed and she's my trial run. If I do well with her that means Batman can finally tell his other kids about me because SEE, Cassie and me are doing fine!! We're texting :) *shows phone*

Harley: Hun, you're texting. She just keeps sending thumbs up emojis.

Joker: This is big coming from her!

Harley: Does Bman know you know Cassie well enough to text?

Joker: Nope. *sends a flurry of hearts at Cassie*

Cassie: *likes the hearts and drops off the face of the earth for ten hours*

Joker: Anyway, I'll give Batsy another year and then if he still won't tell his family about me I'll round them up myself and tell them. But we still won't tell Bman.

Harley: That sounds like a terrible idea. Go for it.

[harunayuuka2060]

MC and Barbatos: *already in the few years of their marriage*

Barbatos: Darling? What are you doing there?

MC: *standing outside their house* *frowns when they looked at him* *then eyes widened when they realized* Hubby?

Barbatos: ...

Barbatos: Oh my. Did you go out because you thought there was a stranger in the house?

MC: *nods* *then approaches him*

Barbatos: *hugs them* I'm sorry. I was cutting some onions that's why maybe my scent has changed a little.

MC: It's okay. Now that you're closer, I can smell you again.

Barbatos: *smiles*

Barbatos: Shall we get inside? Breakfast is ready.

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Barbatos: Darling, I found the car keys—

*someone standing next to them*

*a tall and graceful woman looking at them with kindness*

*gently pats their head*

MC: *turns his head at him* What's wrong, hubby? *seems to not notice the woman*

Barbatos: ...

Barbatos: *smiles* I found your keys.

MC: Ah, thank you.

*the woman now looking at him then whispers*

"I can finally tell him. Thank you." *smiles gently*

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Barbatos: *has travelled in the past because the woman was awfully familiar to him*

MC: *went with him and met the woman*

*the woman is their great, great ancestor*

*the one who started the lover's veil*

The woman: *smiles* I want to apologize to you and to my previous descendants. It must be difficult not to see your lover's face clearly.

MC: Can I call you grandma?

The woman: Yes. It's fine.

MC: Grandma, hubby told me that you said something about "I can finally tell him." What does that mean?

The woman: Ah, you see. Your great, great grandfather was worried that I only liked him because of his handsome face, so I had cursed myself to prove to him that I would still love him even when I barely knew about his existence.

MC: ...

MC: That's stupid.

Barbatos: D-Darling...

The woman: Not at all, my dear. Look at you. You wholeheartedly love your husband even though you don't see his face.

MC: Not seeing his face is fine, not remembering his name is the problem.

Barbatos: *blushes*

The woman: I guess the curse progresses over the years. And again, I deeply apologize about that.

The woman: However, the good news. You're the last one to suffer from this. Your future offspring and the next will be free from the curse.

Barbatos: Oh. But can't you remove the curse from them?

The woman: *chuckles* It's possible, yes. But you don't want this dear descendant of mine to completely forget you.

Barbatos: ...

Barbatos: Well, no. I can't afford that to happen.

MC: Hubby, let's go home now.

Barbatos: *nods* *then smiles*

The woman: MC, before you go.

MC: *looks at her*

The woman: You are lucky you married Barbatos.

MC: ...

MC: Who's Barbatos?

The woman: *laughs* Oh dear.

Barbatos: Darling, let's go now. *has blushed again*

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Asmo: Aww... So the curse can be broken but it will be for the next generation of MC's bloodline?

Barbatos: Yes.

Satan: MC must be disappointed.

Barbatos: No. *smiles* To be honest, they find themselves lucky somehow.

Asmo and Satan: Huh?

Barbatos: Because they didn't experience the difficulty of finding their destined lover.

Asmo and Satan: ...

Asmo: Now their descendants would wish they have the curse.

Satan: Yeah. Like no one will be interested to know them like what you did.