#random stuff mash thinks

[taxidermymuskrat]

Mirror entity

You are halfway down a dead-end hallway, looking into a mirror at the very end. The air around you stills, and a haunting figure appears behind you in the mirror at the other end of the hallway. When you turn around to look back the way you came, it is nowhere to be seen. Nothing but an empty hallway. You turn to face the mirror again. The figure is still there, watching you with cold, unblinking eyes. You barely breathe. You have never encountered this entity before; you do not know its rules. You can only guess at what it is, what it wants. All you Know for certain is the chills that run down your spine, the intense feeling of wrongness as you take in its hellish, horrid features.

The entity begins to move towards you in the mirror. You feel its malevolent energy reverberating through the narrow hallway. A lighting glance back—empty hallway. In the mirror, it closes in fast. One thought burns in your mind—run. Every fiber of your being screams in unison:

YOU MUST MOVE, OR DIE WHERE YOU STAND.

[ceramicbeetle]

The Nurses a very funny episode because margaret gets a long sympathetic moment where she cries about the other nurses not being nice to her after five straight seasons of her bullying the hell out of the nurses

[ukusreticence]

tfw you have ideas in your noggin but can't properly convey them

ignore the yellowish doodles as it was just kinda brainstorming but the "fractures" thing and loose concept of the more concrete version is kinda what i really wanted to get out

exploring ideas on like, ig how to interpret God (for HH purposes)? dunno my brain kept thinking of The Stranger from Slay The Princess.

in a way of, i cant think of one idea of how to interpret them so fuck it its all of them

also kinda had the thought process of, well i still see them as a void being and its kinda funny imagining that if side b is forced to obey the whole equilibrium between "good" and "bad", then would be funny if God had to in a way as well but creates other beings (the angels) to do it for them so it just casually bypasses that

which is also really funny since the concept of good and bad likely came from them in the first place since its not like the void literally had anything like that beforehand

idk loose random brain rot brainstorming imma probably not come back to this concept again

[celestial-castiel]

I JUST REMEMBERED I got a floral button up at a thrift store recently to start a Hawkeye outfit

I'll get a picture later

it also doubles as a Wash from Firefly outfit

I want to cosplay both someday, I love em so much

[ophelialoveshandsomemen]

Say what you will about Van Helsing 2004; hate it, love it, be indifferent, But the All-Hallow's masquerade ball went sooooo hard and it had zero right to do so! It's a fun, campy, monster mash movie with wonderfully dated ( and expensive) cgi and non-stop action meant to be a popcorn flick one takes out to watch around spooky season. And it has this* chef's kiss* GORGEOUS 6 minute sequence plopped arbitrarily in the second act, which unexpectedly surpasses nearly every other ball in the last 30+ years of film( notable exception being the Cinderella 2015 ball) for literally no reason other than to be dramatic af.

Like feast your eyes on this Gothic masterpiece!!! Who doesn't want to immediately live in this picture?!??

They used those candles with oil in them so that they would have real candles, real string orchestra( I believe), probably around 100 real life extras( something which is tragically absent in modern film), said extras are all in beautiful fully decked-out costumes( which are in luxuriously dark colours, but nearly no fully black, another thing you cannot say for much modern cinema), REAL CIRQUE DU SOLEIL PERFORMERS for all the acrobatics!!!! Hell, instead of filming in a sound stage, where they could control the reverb and the acoustics and the size of the set and the bloody lighting ( they apparently had a heck of a time emulating the firelight for this sequence) and the temperature( it's very cold in stone churches!) better, they filmed in a Baroque church in Prague! As I said, peak dramatic splendour, jfc...

Think about that a second...They filmed a vampire masquerade in a Baroque Catholic Church( St. Nicholas' in Lesser Town, if you were curious) with amazing over-the-top acoustics and marble statues and real, tiled floors and marble pillars and a choir loft which they very much utilized, covered the pipe organ and the altar with a grand brocade curtain so it wouldn't be so obviously a, you know, a church! And there's a gold gilt elevated and canopied pulpit into which they put two vampire kiddies for, again, the sake of being dramatic.

And the costumes! They remind me of the 25th anniversary Phantom of the Opera Masquerade costumes. Same quality, like they're old, well-cared-for costumes pulled out of a warehouse, instead of fast industry churn-outs. With lots of trim and colour and masks and lace and feathers and..just...ugh.. they are all perfect! Just look at all the head pieces on the ladies and the hats on all the gentleman ( save Dracula of course) and the powdered wigs on the musicians. ANNNNDD! The dresses are historically correct!!!!!! It's the 80's bustle era! Nobody does the 80's bustle era in film anymore and it's a bummer. Oh and one other thing! Anna's ( and other women's) hair, at least here in the ball, is also historically accurate because it's all pinned up! None of those fucken modern beachwaves at a ball! Everybody's got updo's!

Gah, I swear, Dracula in his gold cloak really does things to me in this scene!

By the way, the acrobatics are bonkers in here for just background stuff!! Especially the random guys on unicycles and the dude playing the violin whilst standing on a ball...Like....WHAT?

Anyways, all this to say, that this masquerade ball feels sooo real and tangible and because of that it blows every other film out of the water, and no, I will not change my mind!!!!!

Here's a few more gifs, bcuz, why the hell not, this scene is sexy as fuu*ck?

Alright I need to go to bed now.

[aliesbienish]

Hi!! I was wondering if you could please write a Paul x reader where the reader is super pregnant and is hungry all the time and eats the most random stuff and the pack teases her about it until Paul puts his foot down and tells them to back off

Thank you! I’m really enjoying the study of wolves🤍

Hi lovely anon, thank you for this sweet request - I had a lot of fun writing it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do x

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Recipe for Pack

There was no doubt who this baby belonged to, even in the womb. Since a few months into your pregnancy you’d been insatiably hungry, snacking continuously. Paul had always been the same, of course his excuse was his shifting. Unfairly that meant he got super hearing and strength while you needed to pee constantly and had nausea that rudely didn’t limit itself to the morning. So constant eating wasn’t an issue, it was the cravings that were becoming a hassle.

Paul, being a secret softie, had tried to cater to your every whim. Whether it was chocolate covered zucchini’s or melted cheese topped ice cream, he kept the judgement to a minimum. However these odd cravings did often lead to late night trips to the nearest 24 hour store located in Forks, a forty minute round trip. One particularly bad evening had him chauffeuring you 70 miles at 3am to Port Angeles, purely for a a chocolate milkshake and fries that got dipped into it. It was a miracle the machine wasn't broken.

But while Paul was nothing but accomodating, it couldn't always be said for the rest of his pack mates. Eating a hot dog with raspberry jam caused Jared to make vomiting noises. Adding leftover mash potato to a smore prompted Quil to question whether you needed a visit to a psychologist. Even sweetheart Seth made a quip that your cravings seemed like ingredients to a witches potion. Which was probably fair, as you munched on a buttered bread covered with rosemary.

But one comment, made sitting around Emily and Sam's dinning table took it too far.

Sitting with what to you seemed like a delightful combination of peanut butter and hot sauce bagels topped with orange slices, it was enough to elicit a groan.

"This seems to be getting way beyond normal now. I'm beginning to wonder if you are actually having these cravings or if you just like to make everyone else uncomfortable!" Jacob declared jokingly, but with your out of control emotions it was enough to stop you mid bite and feel shame.

"Right? I think next she'll just eat straight from the trash, it's not like she is far off!" Laughed Quil, causing laughter around the table.

Your eyes watered as you choked out "I'm sorry,"

"No, don't you dare apologise." Paul stated, gently placing his hands on your shoulders. "It's these morons who have no right to be teasing you." Turning to address the pack he gave them a hard stare. "You are all being absolute dicks. She's trying to survive extreme changes to her body, something we should be particularly understanding about, but instead your being rude and judgemental. If you all don't get your shit together and start being supportive then I will absolutely see if beating some sense into you in wolf form will help the process,"

The next evening you were all once again sitting around the dining table. The pack, showing their support, were all eating your newest and rather tame craving - chocolate covered bacon.

Sam got everyones attention and raised his fork in a toast "To our newest pack member,". The rest of the pack raised their own cutlery and echoed the sentiment.

This time the tears in your eyes were from happiness.

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[higgsbison]

A thing I've really grown to appreciate when writing Discworld stuff, is how the style's designed for you to mash together a random shower thought, a cool fact you know and the most obnoxious pun you could think of, and then just plop it straight into the middle of whatever actual plot you're going thru AND you also get to call it worldbuilding.

[emotionalhottiee]

Obsessed

“You may not know me, but I certainly know YOU.”

1.

8:17pm

“Ugh shit” Jimmy groaned while pumping his dick in and out of her mouth. He knew he shouldn’t be here, but that didn’t change the fact that he was getting his dick sucked from a woman whom he had just met. But he couldn’t help it the way Vanessa was taking him into her mouth, he was ruining his relationship to be with a girl he didn’t even know. In the bathroom of the gym no less.

Meanwhile Journi was at home making dinner for her loving boyfriend Jimmy, who should’ve been home by now. But unbeknownst to Journi he was currently in his gym where he spent 4-5 days of the week working out, committing adultery. He was out violating her trust, for someone he didn’t even know. But that didn’t stop him from interrupting his usual workout to stuff his dick into the mouth of a stranger. When he should have been driving home to the loving girlfriend he had waiting for him.

The guilt Jimmy felt was overwhelming, but that didn’t stop him from thrusting his length into her wet mouth. Vanessa wasn’t even his type physically.

But still Jimmy was not at home with Journi, where he should be. He was in a gym locker room with this random woman.

Journi finished up her steak & mashed potatoes with asparagus on the side for Jimmy. But he was still no where to be found. Yet she made his plate, and put it aside while she started cleaning up the kitchen in await for her boyfriend.

Journi had finished cleaning up and there was still no sign of Jimmy. He’s never taken this long at the gym, concerned she pulled out her phone to text Jimmy. “Everything okay babe?” she typed. Sending the message she made her way to the bathroom to take her evening shower and get ready for bed. As she got out of the shower, she turned on the tv settling on watching “baddies” to pass time. Still no sign of Jimmy.

*An Hour Later*

9:17pm

Vanessa had finished her sloppy blowjob. And was expecting Jimmy to return the oral favor, but he was pulling up his shorts instead. The shame & guilt he felt, knowing Journi did not deserve what he was putting her through was already gnawing at him. He truly did love her, but he still felt the need to engage with a woman, who came up to him eyes filled with lust. Who had previously attempted to make advances at him. Advances in which he tried his best to ignore. He had seen her around the gym from time to time. Never acknowledging the flirtatious gestures she threw his way… until now!

He pulled out his phone seeing the message from Journi his heart sank into the pits of his stomach. “Sorry babygirl, me and the boys got carried away playing basketball lost track of the time” he was ashamed of how fast he typed up that lie. And the fact that he was lying to someone he loved only made it sting even more.

“You coming home with me, papi?” Vanessa cooed trying to convince Jimmy to stay. But his mind was already made up, he needed to get back to his loving girlfriend. “Nah man i have to get home to my girl” his back was turned but he could hear the girl sucking her teeth. Vanessa didn’t like hearing him choose to go back to his girlfriend over her.

To Jimmy, Vanessa was just some random girl from the gym. A mistake FOR SURE. But to Vanessa Jimmy was undoubtedly hers. At least that’s what she told herself. There was just one obstacle standing in her way, HER. Journi. The woman who truly had Jim’s heart. Vanessa began to feel rage bubbling within her, not understanding what Jim chose to see in Journi that he wasn’t seeing in her. But she chose to not say anything… this time. But she would for sure be seeing him again!

Jimmy didn’t say anything instead he just sighed in frustration, making sure he had all his belongings before exiting the gym.

Jimmy got in his truck to head home, but he noticed Journi hadn’t texted back. He sighed rubbing his hand over his beard, thinking about how upset she probably is. Which rightfully so. I mean he did do something unforgivable. He wished he could take back what he did, because if his girlfriend found out about his indiscretions she would be sure to pack up all of hers belongings and move out of the home they shared. He just couldn’t fathom her leaving. He couldn’t bare the thought of losing the love of his life. He decided to keep this little slip up to himself.

9:52pm

It took Jimmy a little over 30 minutes to get home. Not knowing what to expect when he walked in, his nerves were completely shattered. He entered the house unusually quiet, compared to his normal gesture of busting through the door full of energy shouting “honey I’m home” or something similar. He set his gym bag down by the front door, noting that all the downstairs lights were off. He made his way into the kitchen to get some water when he saw the plate covered in aluminum foil setting on the counter. He pulled off the foil about to dig into the food before his girlfriends soft voice played in his head reminding him to wash his hands & say his grace, which he silently obliged. He pulled out a steak knife & fork digging into the meal, not even bothering to heat it up. He was that nervous.

As he finished eating, he washed the dishes before grabbing his bag, heading up stairs to their bedroom. But a tiny wave of relief and calmness washed over him when he found his girlfriend fast asleep. Only hearing the sounds of girls screaming and fighting as “Baddies” still played on their bedroom tv. Thankful that Journi was in a peaceful slumber, he shed his dirty clothes and made his way into the shower. Turning the water as hot as his body could take to wash away all the unfaithfulness that engrossed his body.

He stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist before exiting the bathroom, before pulling a pair of boxers from his drawer and putting them on. The sight of Journi still sleeping should have been one of peace. But he couldn’t help but sigh, thinking about how bad he had fucked up.

Journi was sound asleep until she felt their king sized mattress sink, when Jimmy got in. Naturally she curled into her boyfriend’s 6’2 frame. Not the least bit suspicious of his activities that kept him preoccupied for the past hour and some change. Meanwhile the guilt Jimmy felt was still eating him alive. He cradled his small 5’1 girlfriend. Rubbing her head. A trick he knew would get her to fall back asleep.

He felt so bad knowing that his precious girlfriend didn’t suspect a thing… Because when she said she trusted him, she genuinely meant it. Journi wasn’t the insecure type to constantly ask Jimmy where he was, or who he was with. She wasn’t the type to go through his phone while he was sleeping or even creep on his social media. She believed that everyone deserved to be trusted until proven otherwise. Which is why she blindly trusted Jimmy, he never gave her a reason not to… until now.

Jimmy’s mind raced, wondering why he had given into temptation. Causing him to be unfaithful. Even though he stopped the encounter, before it went too far as in actual penetration, he knew he had indulge with Vanessa way more than he should have. Making a grave mistake.

But he couldn’t even begin to fathom what kind of woman Vanessa was. While he was battling with his act of infidelity, feeling remorseful for his transgressions, Vanessa was plotting on how to totally wreck the home that he and Journi had built, and were still building.

His thoughts finally seemed to slow down as sleep finally took over. But little did he know things were far from over.

a/n: sorry yall im not good at writing smut. But Big Jim done really stepped into some shit smh.

[mscherub]

hihi!!! i really, really really reallyreally like your writing!! ive been reading the posts you have on my fyp and I'm like! woah! then i saw you had your requests open and im like! heck yeah i needta get in on this! anyways can i be 🪽? (im like a bird i only flyyyy awayyyy ahh emoji)

if its all right can i request Idia with a reader who can do anything BUT confess? like they will be giggling and kicking their feet putting a heart at the end of their goodbye messages, making playlists for him with exclusively romantic songs, and complimenting him often on his skills. i know idia probably wouldn't have the guts to confess... reader will be trying to be romantic and flirt as much as possible while still being as deniable as possible to try and test the waters (they're just a coward) and gets nervous when shit gets real? and maybe eventually they take their silly flirting with possible deniability a bit too far.. sorry if its not too good i dont request stuff often..

A/N: I dunno what I’m doing to have ppl like my writing so much, BUT HEYYY 🪽

THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS UHH HEH—

(Sorry, I was like dealing with more stressful situations, AGAIN. MY LIFE IS NOT RELAXED ANYMORE I SWEAR. Ever since I decided to help out with Sports Med I’ve just been…dying😞)

Idia is a guy I love but haven’t really written for, so all I can ask is that u bear with me here. It won’t be the best!

Tags: Unshared Feelings, flirty reader,

Warnings:

U know me…Swearing <3

Mentions of shooting/guns (video games)

My cringey mentions of Overwatch. I’m sorry y’all 😞

FIRST TIME WRITING FOR MY BOY 😪

4:26 pm

Idssssss. Idia! IDIA! Gorgeous man, read my messages

You sigh and chew on the inside of your cheek as you look down at your phone. It’s so simple for someone to just pick up their phone and respond…especially Idia who’s always on some sort of technology device…but I guess not now.

He’s probably gaming with someone…maybe. Possibly one of his raids. You knew he liked to play with a whole bunch of random people online, had some people friend, but picking up his phone at the moment would be a nice thing to do…spending a moment of his time for his actual “irl” friend would be nice.

4:27

Ids. Honeyyyyy…pick up ur phone and answer my messages <3

I WANNA COME OVER AND GAME

yes or no bro >:(

ANSWER ME. GET OFF UR GAME AND PICK UP UR PHONE…

Well, this wasn’t going well. So, maybe he’s sleeping. A good thought. With his wacky sleep schedule it is a plausible thing—

Don’t ever call me that again!

You read his message and purse your lips, quirking an eyebrow in the process before you decided whether to leave him on read and give him a taste of his own medicine or just answer…of course you’re gonna answer him, who are you kidding.

Call you what?

THOSE NAME?

What, Honey…gorgeous?

…stfu

OMS DID I HIT A NERVE HEHEHEHEH, I think it’s cute. You’re probs blushin rn :P

You’re not allowed to come over to game now

WAIT IDS NO HOLD ON U ASSHOLE

…

>:(

Come over at like 4…I’m doing a dungeon rn, so stop messaging me.

Fine, Fine…suit yourself…honey <3

And left on read again…it was worth it. Even over text, getting a reaction is glorious.

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Buttons are being smashed, at least to your perception of it, Idia says it’s “practiced precision”, and with each click, little “pews” emanate from the speakers of the screen. A first person shooter game! But he was in a competitive match and would not let you pick up the controller since you’d be playing on his account…he can’t trust you with all that power yet…You just gotta sit and watch.

“Thought you were against button mashing…” you mumble. Your eyes narrow at the screen as you sip on a drink and watch each shot fire come from the gun.

“In rhythm games…but I’m not just firing out anywhere I want! I’m using my ult and abilities when I need to— and in this game these guys aren’t bottom level noobs for once…but they still play a lot worse then me Weeheehee…they can take the L with their deaths.”

The controller makes a small creaking noise as he grips it harder.

“Mmm, better lock in then, Ids…”

“I already am…”

Ortho zooms in and he takes a spot behind the both of you, watching Idia take on a 1 v 5…

“You’re doing good— hey theres someone flanking behind…oh, it’s Reaper. IDIA SHOOT HIM?”

“I have this widow sniping at me every chance she gets when I put down my shield…smh. The damage can deal with the Reaper…” he sighs, and then he gets shot by said reaper…and then dies. Both of you go silent and he can already tell you’ll have something to say to him to really tick him off…

“Don’t say I didn’t tell you because I did…” Idia can hear the giggle you’re trying to suppress and he side eyes you.

“You’re not funny.”

“I find myself to be exponentially funny, Idia. Hilarious. Not histrionic.” Your hand covers your mouth as a smirk makes its way up.

“Shut up. Weirdo. Loser. L…” He grumbles. He shifts in his seat again and huffs out a puff of air, watching the countdown until he respawns.

“Sounds like you want me to go? How mean…”

That pout. That damn pout you always do. Are you trying to kill him? If so, it’s a great assassination attempt for sure…like those characters in movies that seem innocent but really aren’t. Exactly. A temptress. He’s certainly falling for the act, though— well not that he’s going to admit to that. You know what, no, he’s not falling for your tricks, actually. He’s much smarter than that. He’s not gonna be a normie and fall head over heels for someone. That’s basic stuff. He has games to worry about.

He looks away, his eyes wide, and even with his inner protests to everything, a nice pretty blush creeps up his neck and dusts his cheek and tips of his ears.

“Would you stop…” And back to the game just like that after he respawns. He grumbles under his breath. About the game at first, and then a few comments about you.

His leg bounces up and down out of nervousness. He can’t help it. The things you do to him. He hates it. Hates you.

Ok, maybe he doesn’t hate you, per se, but the way you so seamlessly corrupt his thoughts, twisting them into a singular thought of quite literally just you is completely beyond comprehension and baffling to him…plus, you couldn’t like him anyways. He’s just a shut in gamer. WAIT. Why is he thinking about that?! He totally doesn’t like you, anyways.

Again, he likes his life that way anyways, so he doesn’t care…definitely not about you. He doesn’t need anyone. You’re just a gaming buddy. Someone close, but not like a best friend. Yawn. Can’t be normal like that. It’s weird.

“Fine. Sorry. Didn’t mean to make you fall harder for me.”

That’s it. He pauses. His face flushes more and he shakes his head.

“You’re insufferable…go take your weirdo self out of my dorm and bug someone else.”

“Why should I do that? I don’t like anyone else really…plus I get to watch the master at work with his games!”

He agrees to your words. “Yea. I’m the master alright. I’m not top 500 for nothing on this game, weeheehee…plus I’ve got all the cosmetics you could ever ask for, most common to most rare. That’s what hours of grinding away on these games can get you, and that’s why I’m so good. People are even lucky to play with me! Oh—…” and he’s quiet again.

Ortho giggles, the only thing that reminded you he was also present within this conversation. “Mmm! Brother is amazing! Also, it seems that brother has elevated levels of dopamine and Oxytocin. I’ll continue to scan to gauge other parts of—“

“GAH! Ortho no!” The tips of his hair are a nice baby pink, a contrast to his usual bright blue hair.

“Scan canceled. What’s wrong?”

“I don’t need you…ugh. It’s ok. Sorry.” Idia waves Ortho off.

“Those are simply the hormones of happiness within—“

“I know, I know! Just stop it…please. Sorry.”

They both continue on like nothing happened, and the atmosphere died down again into a quiet calmness, the controller clicking making itself evident again.

“Oh…hey, ids…I gotta dip. Ace keeps spamming me about Grim. Apparently he’s trying to steal tarts again. What’s new with that, anyways.” You stand up and walk to the door. You catch a glimpse of his shoulders slumping and him biting the inside of his cheek out of possible disappointment. Though, you wouldn’t assume.

“See ya, handsome.” You push open the door and take your leave, but you don’t miss the words he squeaks out as you go.

“JUST LEAVE ALREADY!” He yelps as he shakes his head. He dies in game again.

“We won…” Idia sighs, throwing the controller gently to some area on the floor.

“As always!”

“I…find their presence nice, Ortho. Do you think they meant it when they said they don’t like anyone else. Oh! That’s too much wishful thinking! Nah, nah, nah!” The words fly out.

“With the body scan, you had raised levels of dopamine and—“

“I know…no need to say it verbatim. Ok, fine, here…I like when they come around. That’s all there is to it.” He grabs his energy drink and takes a small simp from it, bringing his knees to his chest as he falls into a deep thought.

“Is that all?” Ortho tilts his head…maybe he can help his big brother out a little.

“I…like them. Well, no. Maybe. Yes? Gah! I can’t tell them that…that’s a pathetic. I am…with that normal people stuff. Plus it’s boring. Real boring. Love is boring…” he pauses, “but…maybe not with them— WHO AM I KIDDING?! Gah…why is this difficult…”

“If big brother is happy when they’re around, then maybe you do like them! That’s normal! I like them, too, if they make you that happy!” He giggles and nods enthusiastically. Just a small push in the right direction.

“Maybe? Maybe? I’d rather not like them…it’s awkward. What’s a shut in like me going to be able to do for them?” He sets the can down.

“Lots of stuff! Look…don’t they ask you if they can come over to play? They like to spend time with you, clearly! I’d consider giving it a shot.” Ortho floats around, his eyes crinkled in a smile.

“A shot at what?” He mumbles.

“Confessing!”

“No. No way! I can’t just…walk up to them and, and. I wouldn’t know what to say…” he closes his eyes and brings his hands to his head, shaking his head at the silly idea.

“Think of what you’d say!”

“Well…I’d…say that I really like them around, you know? And when we do game, it’s fun, and they don’t really turn down any games I offer up for us to experiment with. They talk to me a lot and…always bug me, even though I say it’s annoying I really do enjoy it because it shows me that maybe they care at least a little to go out of their way and message me— enough about that. Well…also the way they don’t get deterred when I info dump. Guess I’m just really thankful they…stick around. Listen. Their eyes are pretty…their lips— NO! Ahhh…” He buries his against his knees.

“Oh! See? You’re passionate!”

“Urgh…don’t even say it…”

“All you need is a small push to tell them!” He beams.

“Like that would ever happen, Ortho. It’s fine…I’ll just…I dunno. I’m not gonna say anything, anyways. Wayyyyyy outa my comfort zone.”

Ortho sighs, clenched fits resting on his hips as he scowls at Idia. If he wouldn’t say anything, then Ortho would. Simple!

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“And thennnnn, get this, guy walks up to me acting all tough and what not, stupid shit, really. He was just trying to act like he was the bigger person, anyways, but Vargas caught him and I got to sit and watch this guy run laps on end around the track. Pure gold. Ten out of ten would watch again.” You hum.

The cafeteria is as loud as usual, and the first years listen in on your stories you managed to accumulate within an hours time. Really, it was crazy how trouble seemed to follow you.

“And this started all because…” Epel quirks a brow.

“Oh! Yea, because I accidentally kicked the ball as a foul three times and then got out. Over kickball.”

“That’s childish…” Sebek frowns and continues to cut at his lunch with a knife.

“Tell me about it. I mean, kickball, it’s literally just kickball, I say that guy should be lucky they didn’t have to fly on brooms today for PE, but to each their own. His was of reacting was overzealous, for sure.”

“Has anyone seen ortho?” Jack breaks up the belabor of whatever had happened earlier. The silence is loud.

“Oh…that’s a good question—“

“Y/N! I need you to come with me! Please!” Ortho quite literally pops up out of no where, also seemingly in a rush as well. A little out of the ordinary.

“Hey— what’s up?” His hands grip around your arm and he yanks you up.

“I need you back at Ignihyde! Just for a moment, I promise!”

“W-what? It’s the middle of the school day, ortho and— wah! Ah! Ok…geez, I’m coming!” He tugs on your arm again and you stumble a little bit over the bench attached to the table. Everyone else just watches…that’s nice of them.

In a dire situation where you were actually being dragged off by some rando would they just stare and not interfere, too? Maybe.

Ortho keeps a decently tight grasp on you as he drags you out of the lunch room. Whatever he has for you must be important if he’s robbing you out of the middle of school hours…better be worth it. And hopefully you make it back for alchemy.

“So…what is it?”

“Can’t say yet! It’s a surprise!”

…

Oh.

Furtiveness wasn’t exactly what you had hoped for.

“Hey now…a little hint wouldn’t hurt, right? I have classes I need to get back to, and, I’ll be over later! I’m gonna bug Ids again so, if can wait—“

“Nope!”

He’s dead set…ok, then. You’ll be late to class and suffer the consequences. Hopefully someone vouches for you.

You reach the mirror chamber in a matter of a few minutes, the silence continuing to stretch as Ortho gains more focus at the task at hand for him, at least. You’re left to continue wondering what to make of the nature of the situation randomly sprung onto you.

You pass through the rippling, reflective surface and Ortho still doesn’t stop, actually, leading you along a little more quickly.

“I wanted to have big brother say something to you!” He finally spills the info. He pushes open idias door.

Idia looks over, not bothered at first, but then he sees you. He freezes. Clearly, you accompanying Ortho to his room was not what was meant to happen just based off of the look he gives you. Completely and utterly surprised.

“Wah..? Ortho. Y/N— Otho what are they doing here?!” He shrinks back in his chair.

“Brother! Here! I decided I must help you two out!”

You both blink.

“Help us out?” You tilt your head. “I don’t think we need any help—“

“Yes you do! It’s annoying to see the blatant flirting and the effects it has. You two need to fess up.” Ortho pulls you closer to Idia who sits in his gaming chair. He’s about ready to jump up and stand in the corner…

“There’s nothing to f-fess up. Let them go back to class!” Idia scoots his chair back, but Ortho protests with another shove on your back so you take a step closer to him.

“There is too! I want you both to be happy…” He pouts, then looks at you. “Since he won’t say it himself…”

Ortho goes quiet for a short moment until he plays some sort of audio from the speakers he has. Idias eyes go wide and he lights up pink.

“Well…I’d…say that I really like them around, you know? And when we do game, it’s fun, and they don’t really turn down any games I offer up for us to experiment with. They talk to me a lot and…always bug me, even though I say it’s annoying I really do enjoy it because it shows me that maybe they care at least a little to go out of their way and message me— enough about that. Well…also the way they don’t get deterred when I info dump. Guess I’m just really thankful they…stick around. Listen. Their eyes are pretty…their lips— NO! Ahhh…”

…

Ortho stops the recording and smiles, his eyes closing in with his proud grin.

“Oh…” you look at Idia, “did you…say that? About me? Is that…”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, actually, that wasn’t me at all and that was just some ai voice that ortho made up to make it look like I said that but in reality I didn’t actually say that and you know…that was…was…why are you…what— hey!”

You move your face closer to his, head tilted still as your hands rest on the arm rests of his gaming chair.

“Stop bluffing…I’m not…mad.” You mumble.

“W-well…surely disgusted I mean cmon—“

“Shhh. No. I’m happy, Idia. Really happy. Like…a lot.”

Ortho is all giddy in the corner…

“I knew you’d be— wait. Happy? Happy?! I…what do you mean?” He pushes his head back as far as it can go against the chair. A futile attempt to hide away from the embarrassment, and of how close you are.

“Happy. Yes. I didn’t know you…actually felt like that. To be honest…I kinda thought it was all one sided…with me. I remember way back when you said you were never interested with all that sappy bullshit…I thought I didn’t have a chance…” You straighten back up, arms falling back to your sides as you ponder everything that has happened in exactly two minutes.

He visibly relaxes at the whimsy edge to your voice. He didn’t know. Thought it was all just a false show to rile him up. He thought he fell for lies. But if what you’re saying is true…

“Well…I guess I wasn’t at the start…until we got closer then…the idea became…I guess a little more appealing. Not all that much, though.” He looks away, still blushed pink.

“So…”

“Right…” he nods.

“You guys both like each other?” Ortho floats back over, worried already.

Of course you did…just the act of admitting it. You guys technically already did, but actually saying it is proving to be difficult.

“I mean…Yea…I do.” You nod.

Idia is close to just toppling over and falling to the ground from how dazed he seems to be. High off the adrenaline and embarrassment.

“I…yea.” He nods. His hands cover his face.

“Hey…none of that.” Your hands rush to grab his wrists, he jumps of course, but your grip is far from tight. At least you think. You can’t really tell. This whole this has caused a fuzzy feeling to override most of your senses.

“I like you.”

“gah! I like you too I guess I mean woah wait yea your super close wait—“

Ortho gives a small innocent push on your back again.

And, just like in any cheesy rom-com, you fall forwards and your faces get closer. Your lips touch and he instinctively wraps his arms around you to prevent you from slipping away any further.

“Big brother and Y/N!” Ortho giggles as he brings his hand up to cover the lower half of his face. “Congratulations!”

It’s comical how quick you stand up, the blush making its way to your cheeks as you cover your lips with your forearm. That didn’t just happen, did it?

Oh. It did.

“Ortho!” Is all Idia can squeak out before he shrinks away into his hoodie. He’ll need some time…

“In the end, I did you two a favor…now can we play some games? Y/N, cmon! Let’s play!”

“I have a feeling I’ll be over a lot more, now…so we can maybe play after classes” you chuckle.

Ortho thinks for a moment and nods. “Of course! Brother should be fine by then…” He smirks.

Ortho for the win.

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

Bonus!:

Can’t believe Ortho orchestrated all of that…

Leave it to him when he’s set on something

Oh! I didn’t expect an answer so soon…guess you cooled down a bit?

Don’t say anything about what happened. I don’t need to replay the memory again

So you’ve been thinking about it, huh?

THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT

It’s ok, heh…we have more time to explore in the future ;)

…I feel you’re relentless on the flirting and saying weird crap will not cease

Nope! It’ll get worse

Good to know

Hey, I gotta go, class is starting!

Ok…text me soon, IF you want not forcing you or anything it’s really just a good suggestion and all that

I will, I promise

…

I love you

Read

Say it back once you’ve calmed down…

Oh! I’ll make us a playlist later, too…so that is an invitation to send me music recs. Plz

Sure…also

Guess I love you too. I can’t believe I said that!

Proud of you!

This would go just fine—

“Hand over the phone.” Crewels gloved hand is palm up and expectant. You look up at him and sigh, trying a pout, yet it never works. “Cmon, pup, I won’t have anyone disobeying rules. You’ll get it back after class.”

“Yes, sir…”

Passes out

Urgh…I’m tired now chat. Mmkay…baiajwozjaozkaibxlanwlzhalsibwlzuwla RAH

this is as good as it’s gonna get, shorter than I wanted, but my bed is calling me 😪

Master List

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Pictures belong to Disney Twisted Wonderland, and from off of Pinterest, but are edited by me :)

[astro-stars]

is it real? TWST

It was another average day at Night Raven College, or at least as average as days could be at a magical academy. Yuu, the Prefect of Ramshackle Dorm, had been minding her own business in the alchemy lab when disaster struck. A misfired potion from Ace—unsurprisingly—resulted in a cascade of chaotic reactions, one of which ended with Yuu being engulfed in a suspiciously glittery cloud of smoke.

Yuu coughed as the sparkles dissipated, her classmates staring at her in a mix of concern and curiosity. At first, she felt fine—no sudden tail growth or transformation into an animal. But by the time lunch rolled around, she began noticing something... strange. Her thoughts, usually kept securely locked behind her shy demeanor, were slipping out of her mouth unfiltered.

She realized this when she passed by Vil in the cafeteria and blurted, “How do you manage to look so flawless even when you’re eating? Like, do you have a beauty aura or something?” Vil had merely raised an eyebrow and smirked, but Yuu had slapped her hands over her mouth in horror and hurried to her usual table.

Now seated with Ace, Deuce, and Jack, Yuu was doing her best to keep quiet and not embarrass herself further. But as the conversation meandered from homework to random gossip, her mind betrayed her once more.

“Hey, Jack,” she said suddenly, interrupting a perfectly normal discussion about next week’s flying class. “Is anything about the omegaverse real?”

The table went silent.

Ace choked on his juice, and Deuce froze mid-bite, his forkful of mashed potatoes hanging in the air. Jack’s ears twitched, and his normally composed demeanor faltered as he blinked at her in disbelief.

“W-What?” Jack stammered, his tail flicking nervously behind him.

Yuu’s brain screamed at her to shut up, but the words just kept coming. “I mean, you’re a beastman, and you’ve got, like, heightened senses and stuff, right? So is there, like, some truth to all that—” she waved her hands vaguely, “you know, alpha, beta, omega dynamic stuff? Like, do beastmen have… you know, special instincts or…?”

Jack’s face turned an alarming shade of red. “That’s not—we don’t—what are you even talking about?!” he sputtered, clearly flustered.

Ace was wheezing with laughter by now, practically collapsing onto the table. “Oh my Seven, Prefect, I didn’t know you had it in you! What kind of books are you reading?!”

Deuce, ever the earnest one, looked genuinely distressed. “Yuu, are you feeling okay? That potion accident earlier… maybe it’s messing with your head.”

“Yeah, that must be it,” Yuu mumbled, burying her face in her hands. “Oh my god, why did I say that?”

Jack, still recovering from his embarrassment, crossed his arms and avoided eye contact. “For the record, no, nothing about that… weird fiction stuff is true,” he muttered. “Beastmen are just… normal people with some different traits. That’s all.”

“Good to know,” Yuu said weakly, wishing she could sink into the floor and disappear.

“I think we need to take you back to the lab,” Deuce said, his expression one of genuine concern. “Maybe Professor Crewel can fix whatever’s going on with you.”

“Please,” Yuu groaned, still hiding her face. “The sooner, the better.”

As Ace continued to laugh and Jack tried to regain his composure, Yuu resolved to never set foot in the alchemy lab again. At least, not without a sturdy protective barrier between herself and any of Ace’s future experiments.

TAGLIST: @lunasmisosoup @soramcduckahyucky

DIVIDER: me :)

[valtsv]

People tend to draw val with cool looking tattoos but to be honest I think her tattoos were very bad. Grid pattern filled with a random mish-mash of capitalist god slogans/marks/icons in completely different styles, maybe with some more ancient stuff. Like a formula 1 car or a footballer's shirt.

idk if i'd call them "cool" but yes, tsv does lend itself to a certain folk horror-esque aesthetic that tends to prevail in artwork. there's also the fact that while prayer marks might be incorporated into corporate logos, they aren't synonymous, so there's some room for artistic license (and there's really no telling what tsv corporate design even looks like, it's probably not the same as ours). i agree that they should be mismatched and have an artificial look about their placement, though, like somebody put them there - because they did.

[ceramicbeetle]

this is not an organized thought bc my recent rewatch has not been linear by any stretch but the rounding off of radar’s edges and contradictions is simultaneously interesting and frustrating of like. early seasons radar being simultaneously a bit of a pervert and a bit of a prude, sneaky and sarcastic and happy to trick and mock henry at every turn while also earnestly sleeping with a teddy bear that he tucks into his bed when he makes it in the morning and gets Anxious and begs hawkeye for help when it gets stolen. going from a guy that stole henry’s whiskey and cigar and snarked back at the general who caught him at it. to like, being naive and painfully innocent and nervy at the idea of smoking and having an episode dedicated to Hawkeye and BJ trying to steer him away from getting a tattoo bc they think he’s too young to make the decision for it. like there are doyalist aspects to this change obviously but trying to look at it In Text is like,,, is this something radar does deliberately? is he playing it up for other people? regressing on purpose in an internal response to the trauma of the war? what’s going on in his head ????

[son-of-rap-bear-art]

So, do y'all remember the Adventure Time Mash-Up Pack for Minecraft back in like, 2017? Me and some friends have been messing around with that map lately and revamping some of the areas we consider a bit lacking with creative mode, and for me that was the Treehouse! I got ~100 reference pics from various episodes and tried to put it all together into the most autistically accurate Treehouse I could, and I wanna share it here cause I'm really proud of it!

Feel free to skip the text and just look at the pretty pictures. Cause when I say "autistically accurate" I MEAN IT. It's MY blog and I get to choose the special interest. :p

The exterior is mostly unchanged from the official map, but I added the orange tree from My Two Favorite People, and the pond. Also the log where Finn sits and thinks in Gotcha!

Yes, I will be mentioning specific episodes like this often.

I didn't make the Grotto, because I'm not THAT crazy, but I did make the pond really deep and filled it with the sort of things you see when Finn swims down there in Beyond the Grotto.

The first thing you see when you actually go inside is the treasure room, of course! The official map's treasure room is so small and sad, but I made it more accurate to how it looks in the show, with a ton of ladders and platforms going upwards until you get to the kitchen.

Speaking of, at this point I should show the layout I based the rooms' positions on...

I put this together myself and I THINK it's the most consistently accurate layout... of course, it's a cartoon, sometimes you'll get stuff like the bathroom in the left branch for the sake of a gag in Dentist, and characters will frequently run offscreen and then teleport to another room, BUT this is what I observed to be the most common layout seen when the camera will actually follow the characters through doors and ladders and etc.

Interestingly, the ladder in the trunk actually seems to connect to the kitchen, which is HIGHER than the living room, and then you have to go down a separate ladder to get to the living room. Confusing! But it checks out.

So yeah, climbing up past the treasure room takes you right to the kitchen! Some specific details to call out here are: - The picture of PB with the two spatulas is from Abstract, and I painted it myself in-game via a mod! Unfortunately I didn't get around to other paintings yet, they're a bit annoying to make. - The urn supposedly containing Margaret's ashes, from Conquest of Cuteness, is on one of the shelves. - There isn't a single torch in this whole build! It's carefully lit up with candles, just like the Treehouse should be! - There's actually this easily missable tiny room connected to the kitchen, seen in the last pic, that has another trapdoor and also the door to the bathroom. I believe that first shows up in Incendium and then stays around forever. - The cooler is entirely full of eggs, like how Finn exclusively buys pre-boiled eggs when grocery shopping without Jake, in Temple of Mars.

The bathroom! Funnily enough, the bathroom might be the least consistent room in the whole Treehouse. It's just made up of a toilet, bathtub, and sink, but these three things shuffle around the room entirely at random from episode to episode. In this sort of situation, I consider the most accurate way to handle it to be the same as the show: just put them wherever! So I did that.

That door in the kitchen leads to this room, connected by a bridge. I just called it the "bucket room" because it has a bucket that Finn and Jake ride in in Rainy Day Daydream, although that episode has a pretty wacky Treehouse in general.

I hooked up a hand crank with the Create mod, so you can use it like an elevator kinda.

Down the other ladder in the kitchen gets you to, the living room! This room's just a small round circle in some episodes, but others have it a bit bigger.

That bookshelf is there in Jake Suit, and has Dream Journal of a Boring Man, Vol 12 on it. Since one of the decor mods I'm using lets me place down books, I copied the 3 excerpts we get to see from it down into a written book, so it's even actually there!

A really inconsistent aspect of the living room is this weird platform with a door. I can only remember it appearing in In Your Footsteps and Three Buckets, but maybe I've just always missed it? I made it lead back into the trunk, so you can use it as a shortcut up to the kitchen.

Also over here is this workbench, which to my knowledge suddenly shows up in season 8 and becomes a REALLY REALLY consistent part of the living room?? Seriously, it's in Two Swords, Horse and Ball, Abstract... It's suddenly all over the place!! But I genuinely can't recall it existing before that. Am I crazy or is this an actual thing?

Anyway, connected by bridge to the living room is the den! Surprisingly, even though it barely even shows up in any episodes, the den is SUPER messy and lived in. I tried to reflect this by jamming as many decorative blocks as I could in there.

Also for some reason this fireplace doubles as a pizza oven in Abstract? Yeah, Abstract's got a really silly Treehouse. But it was easy enough to slot in there, so I did!

Way back to the kitchen and upwards: the bedroom! I always thought the bedroom was so tiny and cramped, but a good few episodes actually show it as pretty spacious! I tried to hit a good balance.

The pictures hung up around Finn's bed are a blurry, badly taken picture of Huntress Wizard, and a clearly old picture of Flame Princess. They're both cute choices for Finn's future, and are my girlfriends' respective favorite characters, so I included both :D

I also included the attic, which as far I know ONLY appears in Dad's Dungeon. I think it's neat, though, so I put it here. It'll be nice for survival mode storage.

If you exit through the attic, you can get to the cloud that Finn and Jake have tied down for its rainwater. The dripstone on the underside looks a bit ugly, but it makes it functional! If you scoop water out of any of the cauldrons with a bucket, it'll slowly refill with water from the cloud!

We're nearing the end! Here's a back shot of things. I added the power lines, Neptr's cave, and the farm. For some reason, Holly Jolly Secrets has a second, distinct set of powerlines, but those would be ugly so I didn't include them.

Lastly, the chicken coop, as seen in BMO Noire and mentioned in Three Buckets, featuring Lorraine. Who looks like Boobafina in this texture pack, which is silly.

I'm... honestly not very satisfied with the coop's placement, as BMO Noire shows it being out on a rarely-seen branch, but this is the best I could do without a major facelift on the tree itself.

So, yeah! That's the image limit. There's a good few extra details scattered around here and there, but I'll leave it at that. I hope this is as fun to read as it was for me to write :D

[errorthedumbone]

Heh. My headcannons on the questers

Tw// may be very dark on some!!!

Cuphead:

He has a really big thing where he will decorate his hair with things candy, sour foods (lemons and limes), even just random foods like rice or even once he’s changed his hair gravy and mashed potatoes (things that aren’t too messy or won’t stain his glass)

He is really good at drink making, wine? Yep, he has 3 barrels in the back that has been fermenting since he was 16, cocktails? Fully got them glammed up and pretty just to show off, he even has made his own alcohol that is just right for anyone who likes alcohol

He loves horses and cowboys, as a kid he thought they were the coolest things, even wanted to be a cowboy when older, now of days he doesn’t speak about it now but he still thinks they are cool.

He is really good at makeup, like really really good. He learned how to do makeup just to hide his identity or do roles for hits, but on occasions he will have a cat wing or some eye shadow on him. Most likely would gaslight you about it tho.

He has sleep disorders he can sleep but do to C-PTSD, and anxiety, plus other disorders he has he cannot sleep without waking up from horrific nightmares and/or just being too paranoid to sleep.

Grief is not something he mixes well with, he still will believe/ forget elder kettle is alive, when elder first died he refused to think he was gone, like his brain didn’t want him to believe elder kettle was dead. Sometimes his grieving will make him hallucinate the passed ones are still around.

Mugman:

He is really good with first aid, able to be considered nurse level of first aid, normally has first aid stuff on him to keep them away from hospitals just in case if things are getting bad

he carries stuff in bags. He also really likes bags too Normally he carries foods, first aids, and sometimes just rocks or shiny stuff he finds.

he’s a drag queen. Like also a really popular drag queen (mugastina probably lol) and taught cuphead how to do wings and makeup really good

He is the pickiest man alive food mainly but he also sometimes to fashion, and to other things but he got quiet opinions to them, he always yaps about how horrible and bad the fashion or food to cuphead who would always just chuckle to it

he is able to move from grief way too fast, as much as he does grief, he moves on too fast, knowing it’s “normal to life” but it’s to an unhealthy extent to him leaving him to bottle up feelings

after cuphead shot him, he always is aware on where cuphead is shooting As much as he forgave cuphead, he still jolts/jumps to when cuphead shoots next to him, leaving him to always try to be out of his way and behind him no matter what so he doesn’t get shot again

Boris:

He is really good at smelling and hearing things most won’t, he knows when something is near do to stronger smell or hearing. Most believe him when he says something shouldn’t be near

His eyes aren’t really great, he’s also a colorblind he doesn’t need glasses but he has the lowest vision out of the crew. Same as most dogs/wolves, he just can’t see some colors (greens, oranges, yellows, etc)

He is really interested in other languages, he likes to ask bendy to teach him words in other languages or if able too, others if they are nice enough to teach him = D

he is very tall for a kid, and as an adult he can get to like 6’0 foot-6’8 feet tall, he doesn’t mind much as much as it can be annoying

He’s way too mature for his age. As much as he loves bendy, he knew he grew up way too fast. He had to take care of bendy at a way too young of an age. He doesn’t express it much but he sometimes wishes he had more of a normal childhood.

He has scars on his back because of Mugman. when they were running away from the cups, Boris most likely got a few scars from mugman, not on purpose but the scars are still there.

Bendy:

He knows many languages, he mainly learned other languages do to his other homes (hc of him being adopted to Boris’s family and he’s an orphan) he isn’t perfect but he is really good at speaking English and demon, he knows many 🙏 loves to teach Boris how to speak them too

#worlds worst flirt as much as he tries. He is so bad. So unbelievably bad you just feel bad. He’s cute about it though

he likes to spook people for being so short, as much as he hates being called short or a child, he loves to scare others.

His eyes can change from red to the red and orange/ yellow and black (differs how u see it. It’s from the Easter egg “wondering is a sin” btw) after the demon form he has to deal with

he suffers from DID ( Dissociative identity disorder ) the cool and badass bendy are alters of his. He doesn’t realize he has it, but bendy has notice when he acts really mean or is really sweet on occasions (their fronting)

he has really bad alcoholism that Boris had to deal with, he always ends up sobbing because he’s so sorry for having to leaving Boris to deal with him.

Felix:

He is really good at sketching maps out, he also likes to sketch building he’s seen, animals and some times people (famous) and some culture clothing and foods.

He believes in most mythologies (Christianity, Buddhism, etc) he doesn’t say he is part of any, he does believe all of them are real in a sense. Even if it’s small.

He has an outfit for every occasion on Hand in his bag. Don’t question how it fits, it does. He also keeps a lot of trinkets he find too

he tries to learn as much as he can if new places he’s at, cultures, foods, accents/Languages, clothes and etc, he tries to be the most respectful and humble to such things

He is pretty desensitized to most accidents, he’s still very empathetic but he is use to most. Most creature attacks he can move/dodge because he has dealt with it before over and over again.

His PTSD he doesn’t understand is PTSD, he tries to ignore it, bottle it up, or just pass it off as normal, him getting scars he thinks is something humbling he must have… even if it must hurt (depression go hard sir.)

[ask-the-rag-dolly]

PLSPLSPLS can we know more about the office ?? like what everyone did and their personalities and stuff. i love the office sm

this is going to be long

everyone has this weird thing where they're referred to by a nickname in the workplace , which corresponds to their job , appearance or generally something else they're known for . there is no deep story reason to this i just do not want to think of first and last names

they work in c&a which was at first a chill company but after the disappearance of its two valuable employees everything went to Shit™

the boss was a pretty eccentric man that bears a lot of similarities to his mascot , caine . there was only one person he allowed to call him mr. bossman . after the incident though he became more intolerant of imperfection and have a shorter temper .

king and queen were like those corny as hell old couple that unintentionally adopted their department . king was the goofy dad that always cheered everyone up and queen was a mysterious little thing with passionate dreams of arson ( there was no heater in the office )

i think you can garner a guess on where their nicknames came from

clown was the laid-back janitor that always wanted to lighten the mood with his Very hit-or-miss jokes , which is what earned him his nickname . was dolly's anchor through The Incident and the worst of bossman

disappeared after spreading rumors about the company

dolly's the darling secretary of c&a who often did her tasks with a smile and got along with everyone in the office . called ' dolly ' because of her ( suspected to be unhealthy ) obsession of raggedy ann which she often has sitting on her desk . for Emotional Support , she claims

disappeared a week after her eye surgery

jester was the accountant that was always the butt of the joke in the office . she was often the victim of pranks and was never taken seriously by a lot of her co-workers - which is how she got her nickname .

a nervous wreck but don't let that fool you .

was good friends with ribbons but that's because she was one of the only people that didn't approve of her treatment

rabbit's the only one who didn't work for the company . instead he was a feral child that kept breaking into the building and messing with everyone . given a nickname because no one fucking knows who he is or where his parents are at WHOSE MENACE IS THIS

never came back one day . for all they know he got lost in a forest and Never Returned

ribbons was the artist who helps with conceptualizing the products . she was called ribbons because she wore a bajillion ribbons on her hair . would often sleep on the job because she only ever gets 3 hours of sleep

disappeared sometime after rabbit .

scramble was the moody intern that would come back years after as a worker - to where they would last for a month before disappearing . a rebellious teen who just went to adopt a random , mentally ill 23 year old woman as their adopted mom . called scramble due to how their fashion looks like ' a bunch of things mashed together '

[echantedtoon]

A Moment

Some slice of life-ish family stuff for my DK Kagaya au.

The creaking of wood and groaning sounding like large houses settling were a constant source of noise you soon found out after being trapped in here for so long. You'd lost count of how many times you'd open the door just to see a random mash of homes or a giant spiraling staircase just came floating by. Sometimes holding those devilish monsters upon it. 

Today was no different as cold orbs stared down at the long winding shifting of wood and materials that made up the Infinity Castle. A makeshift home for the monsters to hide from the sun and slayers that wish to eradicate them. A disgusting sight if anyone were to ask you. You hated all demons. 

"Mother! Mother!" Your head turned feeling two little hands tug on the hem of your kimono and found two teary eyes staring up at you from a head of black hair. The small boy pointing an accusing hand back into the room. "Kuina hit me again!"

"You're just a big baby!"

Well..you hated most demons minus five. With a sigh you turned from the open doorway and found the problem standing right behind you. Orange kanzashi in her hair and a wooden samurai sword firmly clutched in her left fist.

Your second youngest daughter scowled pointing a hand at her brother. "Real samurai hit people a lot harder than I did! If you aren't ready to fight like a man don't ask me to play swords!"

"Samurai didn't hit people with swords like clubs, they sliced them actually with their sharpened blades."

At once both brother and sister snapped their heads with a scowl. "Shut up, Hinaki!!" They both yelled at a girl completely identical to Kuina minus the red kanzashi in her hair.

In turn your eldest scowled. "Well if you're going to say something be accurate about it!"

"No one asked you!"

Typical day in your life of taking care of your children. The five of them were quite a handful and very hard to get along with for most but luckily you'd gotten a good hand on handling them especially when they got like this. Kiriya didn't let up his grip on your side as you turned with a sigh and a deja vu feeling of 'here we go again.' With footsteps approaching her, Kuina didn't look so confident now that her mother had come to put an end to her.

"Give me that thing." You didn't even wait for her to respond before you grabbed the wooden toy and pulled it from her hands, looking over it with a firm frown. "From now on no one gets to play samurai if all you're going to do is hit each other with them."

"But, Mom-"

"Don't you 'but Mom's me." Her mouth closed upon your frown turning to her, toy now held higher than she could reach. Other hand on your hip. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop fighting with your brother?"

In desperation her had pointed to the scowling boy in question. "Kiriya started it!"

"Well I'm stopping it! I'm tired of you both getting into fights. You're both grounded!"

"What?!" Kiriya gave a harder tug on your dress. "But, Mother! She hit me first!"

"Because you said girls can't beat boys in a fight!"

"They still can't because you didn't win against me!"

"Because you ran away you tattle tail!!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!!" The sheer volume of your voice made the three children in your vancinity jump and look at you as your hands pointed to opposite sides of the room. "You're both grounded! Go sit in the corner! You're in a time out until I say otherwise!"

"Mom-"

"NOW, Kuina. You're going to sit there and think about what you did wrong." 

Her mouth opened up like she wanted to argue with you, but you supposed by the look you gave her she knew it was a loosing battle. With an exchanged scowl, tiny footsteps thudded out with every stomp the tiny girl made on her way to the corner her mother had pointed out. Knowing by now that if she didn't comply, you'd just pick her up and put her in the corner yourself and probably had given her a longer punishment. Your son quietly stewed shuffling out from behind you and headed for the opposite side of the room.

Inhale in. Exhale out. A hand rubbed at sore temples feeling a headache already forming. Morning(or you assumed it was morning as there's no clocks here) and already they were at it yet again. 

"You know if you want to punish them, historically-"

"Hinaki, unless you want to be grounded too I suggest you stop right there."

The second girl frowned upon you but buried her head back into the thick book in her lap to avoid your gaze as you looked around at the culprits of today's escapades. Two of them now sharing similar pouts and crossed arms where they say, shooting dirty looks at one another and a third not so discreetly peering up to watch the fireworks.

With a sigh you took a moment to relax, before glancing at the toy still in your hands, and then going along the room in search of the other ones just like it. Stepping over toys, books, and pillows strewn across the nursery's floor. A rabbit stuffy here that squeaked as you nudged it aside with your foot. It hit a tamari ball that bounced away from the impact but you paid it no mind continuing to pick up the stupid wooden swords until you were sure you had successfully confiscated all of them.

Annoyed to find at least six or seven of them in your arms, you turned back to the doorway fully intending on just throwing them over the edge of the unknown. Ever since their father brought these dumb things home, they've been doing nothing but hitting each other with them like sticks. 

"I told your father not to give you these."

"Not give our children what, Dear?"

In that instant your body frozen where you stood, as if winter had it's mightiest most coldest grip on your soul. Just the sounds of that voice was enough to send shivers down your spine and have your body rooted to the spot. Time slowly ticking by the seconds as you continued to stare ahead at the far wall. However there was a reaction to the voice. A collective thundering of footsteps big enough to be a small stampede of their own. Not hearing the chorus of voices cheering on in happiness at the creature behind you.

Eventually your body regained feeling in your flesh and bones. Your mind unfuzzed the muffled sounds blurring together. For what what felt like eternity of you just freezing up was in reality around fifteen to twenty seconds. But eventually a frown set heavy on your lips and you turned to face the monster your children were excitedly cheering for and calling father.

"I'm surprised you finally decided to show up, Kagaya. Was your nightly routine obscured by the slayers again?"

Poison purple eyes dared to look at you with adoration and love. If one such as he could even feel such a thing. "Hello, Darling. I had the night off and figured that I would come see my beautiful family."

"How considerate of you."

Kagaya Ubuyashiki. Demon King. Killer....And unfortunately your husband and father of your children. One of which was held up in his arms squealing happily as her father moved her up and down in his arms a few times before with a kiss to her forehead she was lowered back to stand with her other four siblings clambering for his attention.

"You seem upset, Dear," he commented on your deadpanned frown clasping his hands together with a chuckle. "Have the children been rambunctious for Mommy again?"

"If my 'rambunctious' you mean hitting each other with the toys I told you not to get them, then yes. They've been causing quite the headache."

Your headache only got worse as he calmly waved a hand dismissing their bad behavior. "They're just children. I used to roughhouse with my brothers when I was younger as well-"

"There's a difference between roughhousing and just fighting with each other." Speaking of which- Your f/c eyes glanced back at Kiriya and Kuina. "Speaking of fighting, what are you two doing out of your corners?" In an instant the bright smiles on their face vanished as the reality of the present presented itself. "You both are still grounded for fighting remember?"

"Fighting? My children were fighting?"

"Yes." Your blunt tone had him blinking. "You spoil them too much and someone has to be the responsible one around here. And I TOLD you getting them these-" You held up the pile of wooden swords in your arms. "-was a bad idea. But as usual you'd rather spoil them than be practical about it."

"Oh.." He hummed eyeing the toys in your arms. "Yes. I suppose in retrospect that may have been a bad idea in the long term." 'May have'? Either way he smiled at you all the same. "Well I suppose learning to fight would be beneficial for the future when I start teaching them to be more responsible."

More responsible. His own way of saying that he was going to teach them to hunt humans in the future. A future that you were doing all you could to prevent. For now Kagaya had been reasonable, agreeing to honor your request for your children to feast on the flesh of animals prepared for them by one of his trusted Kizuki but who knows how long that'll last when they got older. 

"Responsible?" The very notion made you laugh sarcastically at his blinking face. "You teach them responsibility? That's laughable."

"Why is that laughable? You all have been listening to your tutors and practicing your lessons haven't you?" He smiled that sweet happy grin he always wore when speaking of his children. And by 'tutors' he meant more of his Kizuki he assigned to teach them as he wasn't there.

A resounding yes was his reply but you only rose a brow further. "You do not have to fight them to take a bath every two days or to make their beds or tell them to clean their room or stop sibling fights...Do you even know what it's like to do that with one child let alone five at once? Every day?" 

"My dear, I have dealt with a many difficulties over the years." He assured your doubtful form pressing a hand to his chest. "I lived many years bed ridden sick. I have survived countless attempts on my life. I have personally broken up many fights between my demons with nothing but my own two hands. Rest assured that while I may not know what motherhood completely is like, I can handle anything my own children can throw at me.'

You continued to stare at him in doubt. He never spent time raising five children at once since they were all about a year old and he figured you'd be fine with a select few demon nannies picked out since they weren't babies anymore and he was on the quest to find a flower that probably didn't exist. It was then an idea crossed your mind and your eyes widened.

"....Huh. So you can handle them all by yourself?"

"Of course I could. I am their father after all."

"Uh huh...So you wouldn't mind letting Mother have a night off to relax and watch them for me would you?"

A hurt look crossed his mind. "I thought perhaps we could all spend it together. I do much want to spend time with my beautiful wife as much as my precious children."

"And I'd like a break to relax...but I'll make a deal with you." He blinked as you shifted the toys to one hand and poked his chest. "If you are so confident you can handle the children then I'll tell you what. If you can successfully watch the children by yourself and get through the routine, then the two of us can spend the entire day tomorrow doing whatever you want."

That certainly perked his interest. "Oh? Hmhmhm." He chuckled at the notion, a hand laced with purpled sharp nails lightly grasping yours. "My dear, you wound me by your belief that I couldn't handle them for a simple day."

"Oh it's not just that. They have a routine you know." You rose an amused eyebrow back. "You have to make sure they eat three meals a day and then there's cleaning up the nursery today- Oh. And let's not forget that it's bath day and they absolutely loath doing their homework. Not to mention the temper tantrums and fights-"

"Done. I assure you that I may have been a little rusty but I can perfectly handle it all."

"Are you very certain about that?"

"Absolutely without a doubt."

You smirked. "Then starting now I shall leave them in your very capable hands. In the meantime I'm going to go find somewhere to relax maybe even read a fat book while I'm at it." And you'd be desposing these dumb things while you were at it.

"Deal. Although I think you think of my competence quite lower than it actually is." He spoke turning his head to watch you weave through your children and past him towards the open doorway. 

"If you think that's the case, then you can start by fighting with them to clean up their room."

"Easier done than said."

He tilted his head as you stopped in the doorway to stare at him with a giant amused smirk. "Well we'll see about that." You then glanced at the watchful eyes of your children. "Whoever holds him the longest doesn't have to chores next week."

You turned catching the instant their heads perked up and a white blur went flying towards the mighty king caught off guard.  You felt a satisfied feeling in your chest hearing the solid thud followed up with the sounds of footsteps running around no doubt going to make their father's day as hard as yours is. Now to get rid of these stupid things.

"I wonder where Rengoku is?"