#sorry my mind’s kinda drawing a blank

[ponds-of-ink]

The urge to suggest the Cheesecake pallet with William as a sort of inside joke... (Is it an inside joke if it's a suggestion that's been made out in the open?)

Other then that... Lobotomy with Scraptrap?

(Unless this is too late... I realize the pallets were reblogged hours ago)

So, uh… He thought he was getting actual cheesecake as an after work treat. Whoops.

Scraptrap’s coming as well, but I’ll post it separately tomorrow. (The color palette looks too cool to pass up, but I gotta sleep soon)

[wr0ngwarp]

um. uh. hi every body. something evil and malevolent happened in my brain this month.

this is. um. a Jet Set Radio/Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Death joke AU, spawned out of a in-joke that started in a pokepasta discord. my apologies to both the pokepasta and jsr fandoms

the entire basis is the idea that Corn in Future retconned og JSR Beat as leader/founder of the GGs (is beat being leader in the og even CANON?) so Corn and Beat are the Myras. no it's not a joke funny enough to justify how many hours i sunk into drawing these. no attempt was made to change the setting, assign most of the other cast, or otherwise make this au hold up to ANY amount of scrutiny. if i tried to make this actually work somehow then i'd REALLY end up too far gone. also i keep calling myrtle!beat "Meat".

MEANWHILE, IN A BETTER UNIVERSE:,

[qin-qin16]

cw.: Dream x Reader, hurt/comfort, gn!reader, reader has a bad coping mechanism, depressive thoughts, Dream is here to comfort you, he is just a sweet and good boy, comfort end, but the beginning is kinda angst… 

note: I ask for suggestions and decide to write one of them! Thank you @emeraldhazeidentity for the ideas! And sorry for the delay!  

Your body has always been at odds with itself, whether mentally or emotionally; this time, the problem was your feelings. They were vile and unwanted, creeping into your chest like rats and gnawing away any desire you normally had to get out of bed. And just like those rats, your body only huddled further into the nest that was your sheets on the mattress, a pile of shame and crumbs left from your last meal.

And even though you wanted to stop feeling all of this — this inadequacy at being competent in anything, the constant envy of never being among the best despite your efforts… All of this simply wore your body out, leaving it in a state of inactive exhaustion that began as mental fatigue and spread like a plague throughout.

However, it wasn’t because of your static figure or turbulent mind that you wanted to stop feeling all of this, no. It was because of Dream.

Oh Dream, he was a true angel sent from heaven into your life — and like any angel, you wanted him to stay untainted; your rotten feelings would only taint him, hurting his kind, golden soul. He had already suffered enough at the hands of others; you didn’t want to be just another person to take advantage of his kindness and heroic aura.

You didn’t deserve that — being wrapped in such warm energy — much less to be so selfish as to want Dream all to yourself, even though the thought of holding him in your arms during these lonely times was a recurring one. 

No, a small voice at the back of your mind whispers, Remember what Ink said once? That anything negative could hurt Dream? This weak mindset of yours only draws more and more of those bad, toxic feelings towards him,  and just like every time you found yourself hiding under the covers, the voice was right — was it your subconscious trying to bring some reason to you? Or was it just some kind of dissociation episode?

Truth be told, you didn’t care. That voice was usually right in the end, so why question its existence or purpose? Gradually, your fingertips grew numb, as if your body was sinking deeper into this spiral of feelings, while your chest felt so empty — a contradiction you had long stopped questioning.

Your mind goes blank from the sudden warmth resting on you, like a cozy blanket you didn’t realize you needed after covering yourself with all the ones on your bed.

The mattress dips slightly near your body; someone must have sat down next to you and probably covered you with an extra blanket. You flinch for a moment as you feel a gentle touch on your shoulder through the covers in a back-and-forth motion.

Someone calls your name, but it sounds so distant, muffled; as if softly guiding your mind back to your body.

“What happened, dear?” Oh, it’s him.

In a faint, flickering glow, your soul shimmers beneath your skin, casting a dim, cold light — and you can’t help but hear the soft, distant laughter coming from the other side of your hiding place.

“Oh, dear…” Dream, your cherished Dream, coos, momentarily pausing his gentle touch on your shoulder.

Close to your face, you see Dream’s fingers tentatively emerging from beneath the blanket, inching closer to you — until they lift the blanket just enough for Dream’s face to come into view, with a smile that, though small, radiated the light of the most beautiful stars you’ve ever seen.

"Hello, my darling." he whispers, sliding under the covers, "I'm sorry I didn't come sooner." 

You don’t need to apologize for anything, but you can’t find the strength to say it; your body remains curled up, still numb from the deep sadness — even the presence of your angel wasn’t enough to chase away those dreadful feelings.

"I shouldn’t have left you alone." The hand that was holding the blanket over both of you moves to your face, gently caressing your cheek as the blanket falls over you two.

"I didn’t…" you start to speak, your throat tightening, "I didn’t mean to upset you." you finally admit.

Dream shushed you, leaning in slowly to press his face against yours in a tender gesture, "You could never upset me, never."

And then you feel that warmth again, the same warmth that had settled on you moments before — realizing that this gentle, comforting warmth was simply Dream’s presence close to you, wrapping your body in a warm embrace.

For a moment, you let yourself be carried away by the wave of tranquility that radiated from him, closing your eyes and feeling Dream relax even more against you — leaving a lingering kiss on your cheek before moving down to your jaw, placing another kiss before returning to his gentle nuzzle on your face.

“There’s a world out there waiting for you…” you murmur, hoping that his presence isn’t just a fleeting dream.

“The world can wait a bit longer.” he responds.

And as clichéd as it may sound, it was enough to bring a small smile back to your lips and to help your body finally emerge from its state of inertia. One of your hands strokes the back of Dream’s neck, drawing him closer into your tender embrace.

Maybe it was okay to be a little selfish and hold him in your arms for as long as you needed.

[lxvsiick]

CUTE PIZZA DELIVERY BOY | KIM LEEHAN X READER

PAIRING: pizza delivery boy! kim leehan x fem! reader

SUMMARY: To thank her friends for helping her move in, Y/n orders them a pizza, not expecting the pizza delivery boy to be super cute -- or in which Leehan fights with his coworker to deliver pizza to Y/n.

GENRE: imagine, fluff

WORDCOUNT: 2.3k

A/N: honestly this isn't my best work :( i wanted to write more but my head is kinda killing me right now and i have to study for 2 midterms :/ anyways, i know nothing about RIIZE but i like anton so is this a sign to get into RIIZE ??

Boxes scattered across the floor, bubble wrap littering every surface, and the scent of new beginnings filled the air in Y/n’s brand-new apartment. Her friends bustled about, helping her organize and unpack her things. Laughter echoed through the space as they joked about where things should go and reminisced about their last get-together. To thank them for their help, she had ordered pizza—a classic move when no one had the energy left to cook.

“Should be here soon,” she said, checking the time on her phone. “Thirty minutes, they said.”

As time ticked closer, the doorbell rang, startling her from where she was stacking dishes in the cupboard. She glanced at her friends. "I'll get it!"

She hurried to the door, wiping her hands on her jeans before opening it. The moment the door swung open, her breath caught. Standing there was the delivery boy—blonde hair tousled perfectly, big brown doe eyes, and a casual, friendly smile playing on his lips. He wore the typical pizza uniform, but something about him felt... different. He was absolutely beautiful.

For a moment, she just stood there, staring at him, her mind drawing a blank. Was this real? Was a guy this cute really delivering her pizza?

“Uh… the total comes to $25.50,” the delivery boy said, his voice snapping her back to reality.

“Oh! Right. Sorry!” she stammered, fumbling into her pocket to grab the money. Her fingers shook slightly as she counted the bills, still thrown off by how utterly gorgeous he was. After what felt like an eternity, she handed him the money.

He smiled warmly, clearly amused by her nervousness but in a sweet, nonjudgmental way. “Thanks for ordering with us! Hope you enjoy it,” he said, his voice kind and light. His smile widened just a bit, giving her a cute, almost shy wave as he turned to leave.

She couldn’t help but watch as he walked away, disappearing around the corner of the hallway. It was only once the door clicked shut behind her that she realized she had been holding her breath. She stood there for a second, pizza in hand, feeling her heart beat just a little faster.

“Everything okay?” Yoon called from the living room.

With a shake of her head, she snapped out of it and walked back to the group, setting the pizza boxes down on the coffee table.

“So…” she started, her voice still a little flustered. “The delivery guy was really cute.”

Her friends immediately perked up, eyes widening. “Wait, what? Cute how? Like, movie star cute or cute cute?” J asked.

“Like, blonde-haired, brown doe eyes, I-thought-I-was-dreaming cute,” she replied, her cheeks flushing slightly as she thought back to his smile.

They burst out laughing, teasing her as they grabbed slices of pizza. “You should’ve gotten his number,” Wonyoung teased.

She shrugged, but the blush on her face gave away that the thought had crossed her mind. Maybe next time, if she was lucky, the same delivery boy would show up.

For now, she tried to focus on her friends and their excitement over the pizza, but her mind kept wandering back to the way the boy had smiled at her—like maybe he had noticed her staring but hadn’t minded at all.

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The soft hum of her phone filled the cozy living room as Y/n scrolled aimlessly through social media. The low lighting from the nearby lamp cast a warm glow on the walls, and the sound of faint music played in the background, but her mind wasn’t really on any of it.

Instead, she kept thinking about him. The cute pizza delivery guy from a few days ago. His tousled blonde hair, the way he’d smiled at her—it kept replaying in her mind. It was silly, really. She had only seen him for a few minutes, but there was something about that moment that stuck with her. Maybe it was the way he had caught her off guard with his unexpected charm. Or maybe it was just the fact that he seemed so sweet.

Her stomach suddenly growled, breaking through her thoughts. With a sigh, she glanced at the time. It was getting late, and she had no energy to cook. A smirk crossed her face as an idea popped into her head. Pizza. Again. And maybe, just maybe, she’d get lucky.

Without hesitating, she picked up her phone and ordered a pizza from the same place as last time. She felt a small rush of excitement—though she wouldn’t admit it—as she tapped ‘confirm order’ and set the phone aside.

Time passed slowly as she lounged on the couch, trying not to get her hopes up. He probably won’t be the one delivering it, she thought, trying to keep herself grounded. It could be anyone.

A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Her heart skipped a beat, and she jumped off the couch, quickly making her way to the door. She paused for a second, taking a deep breath before swinging it open.

There he was. Leehan, the blonde pizza delivery guy, stood there, holding the pizza box with the same charming smile that had left her flustered last time.

“Hey,” he said, his voice light and familiar. “Good to see you again.”

Her heart fluttered. She suddenly felt shy, her cheeks heating up as she met his gaze. Why am I acting like this? she thought, trying to compose herself. “H-hi,” she stammered, trying to smile back. “It’s good to see you too.”

He handed her the pizza, and she handed him the money. Their fingers brushed slightly, and she couldn’t help but feel a little spark. She quickly pulled her hand away, pretending to look at the pizza box so she wouldn’t have to meet his eyes.

“So, ordering pizza again, huh?” he teased lightly, his tone playful.

She laughed nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Yeah… I guess I’m just too lazy to cook.”

“Nothing wrong with that,” he said with a grin. “Pizza’s always a good choice.”

They stood there for a moment, the silence between them stretching, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. She wanted to say more, ask him something, but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, she just smiled, feeling her heart race in her chest.

“Well,” he said, breaking the silence, “I better get going. Enjoy your pizza.” He hesitated for a second, his eyes lingering on her before he turned to leave. “Maybe I’ll see you again sometime.”

“Yeah, maybe,” she replied softly, watching him as he walked down the hallway.

As the door closed behind her, she leaned against it, letting out a deep breath. She couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her face as she headed back to the couch, pizza in hand. Something told her this wasn’t the last time they’d cross paths.

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It had been a few days since Y/n had ordered pizza, and once again, her laziness got the best of her. She scrolled through her phone, contemplating what to eat, and in the end, her craving won. She ordered pizza from the same place, as she secretly hoped Leehan would be the one delivering it again.

As she waited, her mind wandered back to their last interaction. The way he smiled at her, how casual but sweet their conversation was. Her heart fluttered just thinking about it. Could he really be interested in me? she wondered, though she didn’t want to get ahead of herself.

A knock on the door jolted her out of her thoughts. Her heart raced with excitement, and she practically jumped off the couch. But as she approached the door, she noticed something odd—there were multiple hushed voices behind it. She raised an eyebrow in confusion, curiosity piqued. What’s going on?

She opened the door, and to her surprise, there stood Leehan holding a pizza box with a nervous smile on his face. Behind him, five of his coworkers—who clearly weren’t trying hard to hide their grins—stood bunched together like they were witnessing the most exciting thing to ever happen. The whole scene was unexpected, to say the least.

"Uh… hey," he said, laughing nervously. "So... this is a bit awkward."

Her eyes widened in surprise, still taking in the sight of him and his grinning entourage. "What's... going on?"

With a sheepish chuckle, Leehan lifted the pizza box and slowly opened it, revealing a pizza in the shape of a rose. The crust curled up in delicate petals, and she couldn’t help but smile at the creativity. It was adorable, and it was then that she realized this wasn’t just any pizza delivery.

"I, uh... I thought you were cute the first time I delivered to your place," he admitted, looking more and more embarrassed as he went on. "I was planning to ask you out tonight, but while I was making the pizza, these five idiots," he gestured toward his coworkers, "got nosy and insisted on coming along. So, here we are."

His friends gave an encouraging thumbs-up from behind him, clearly enjoying the whole situation.

She laughed, the tension in the air dissolving. "Are you serious? You made a pizza rose?" She couldn't stop the grin spreading across her face. "And brought your entire fan club with you?"

Leehan rubbed the back of his neck, his smile growing. "Yeah... I guess I did. But, uh, if you think it's too weird, you can just pretend this never happened."

Still smiling, she glanced at the pizza and then back at him, warmth spreading through her chest. "No, I don’t think it’s weird at all. In fact, it’s kind of cute."

He exhaled, clearly relieved by her response. "So... does that mean you'll accept my pizza rose and, uh, maybe my confession too?"

She giggled, the sweetness of the moment overwhelming her. "How could I say no to a pizza rose?"

His friends erupted into quiet cheers behind him, and he gave her a genuine smile, stepping closer to hand over the pizza box.

“Then... maybe we can go out sometime? Without the peanut gallery?” he asked, shooting a playful glare at his friends, who were still buzzing with excitement.

"I’d love that," she said, taking the pizza rose from him. "But seriously, next time, lose the backup dancers."

They both laughed, and as she stood there with the pizza in her hands and a flutter in her heart, she couldn’t help but feel like this was the start of something wonderful.

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FLASHBACK 

The pizza place was bustling, as usual, with orders coming in left and right. Leehan was wiping down the counter when one of his friends and coworkers, Taesan, glanced at the screen and smirked.

"Yo, another order from Y/n’s place," Taesan said, casually pointing to the order ticket.

Immediately, Leehan’s head snapped up, his heart skipping a beat at the sound of her name. He’d been waiting for this. It was the same excitement he felt every time she ordered pizza, knowing he might get the chance to see her again. Before he could react, though, Jaehyun chimed in.

"I’ll take this one," Jaehyun said, stepping forward as if he was already claiming the delivery. "Might as well give her a little variety, y'know?"

Leehan immediately stood up from the counter, frowning. "Whoa, hold on. What do you mean you’ll take it?"

Jaehyun grinned, enjoying this far too much. "She sees your face all the time, Leehannie. Maybe she needs a break from the usual."

Leehan shot him a glare, stepping closer. "No way. I’m delivering this one."

Taesan leaned against the counter, clearly entertained. "What’s the big deal? It’s just a delivery."

Leehan felt the heat rising in his cheeks but kept his cool. "Yeah, but—"

Jaehyun cut him off with a smirk. "Oh, come on. Admit it, man. You just want to see that cute girl again. What’s her name? Y/n, right?"

The rest of their coworkers nearby started to perk up, sensing the brewing argument. Riwoo let out a low whistle, fully aware of the crush Leehan had developed on the pizza-loving girl.

Leehan crossed his arms. "And what if I do?"

Jaehyun’s smirk widened. "Then maybe I should deliver it and, y'know, ask her out for you. Save you the trouble."

"Oh, no way." Leehan narrowed his eyes. "You wouldn’t."

"Try me." Jaehyun grabbed the delivery bag, making a move toward the door.

Without thinking, Leehan lunged forward, blocking him. "Over my dead body."

Taesan, now thoroughly enjoying the show, chuckled. "Wow, this is really happening, huh? Fighting over a pizza delivery. I’ve seen it all now."

At this point, half the staff was watching, holding back laughter as the two friends faced off like it was the battle of the century.

"Seriously, man. I got this," Leehan insisted, his voice rising in intensity. "I’ve been delivering to her every time. She knows me. I can't break the streak."

Jaehyun folded his arms, tilting his head. "Or maybe you’re just chicken."

That did it.

"Chicken?!" Leehan exclaimed. "You know what? Fine. Let’s settle this." He motioned dramatically to the pizza oven. "Rock, paper, scissors. Best two out of three."

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow but couldn’t help grinning. "You’re on."

The crowd of employees grew, forming a loose circle around them, eager to witness the showdown.

"On three," Leehan said, both of them raising their fists.

"One, two, three—" they called out in unison.

The first round went to Leehan with rock over scissors. The second round went to Jaehyun with paper over rock. By the third round, the tension was palpable, coworkers holding their breath.

"One, two, three—"

Leehan threw scissors.

Jaehyun threw paper.

The room erupted in cheers and groans as Leehan pumped his fist in the air, triumphant. "Yes!"

Jaehyun let out a defeated sigh but couldn’t help laughing at the ridiculousness of it all. "Fine, fine. The pizza’s yours, Romeo."

Leehan grabbed the delivery bag with a grin, already imagining seeing Y/n again. "You bet it is."

As he headed toward the door, he heard Taesan call after him, "Good luck, man. Don’t screw it up!"

With a final glance over his shoulder, Leehan smirked. "I got this."

And with that, he walked out the door, ready for his next chance with the girl who unknowingly had him wrapped around her finger.

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MASTERLIST

© ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, lxvsiick, 2024

[lisaslosingstreak]

Wednesdays Longing Stare

I’ve got this thought about Wednesday which I can’t seem to expand into a fic it’s just about her state of mind. Sort of like a headcanon maybe?

So in this she doesn’t share a room with Enid she is put in a room on her own due to her colour allergy. She is a loner and people avoid her because of her reputation but she’s kinda ok with that.

After a few days she sees Enid skipping through the quad to see her friends and she is transfixed by her. She leans against one of the stone pillars so she is partially hidden and just looks. Her expression is blank to all who might glance her way but her brain is going a million miles a minute. She doesn’t even know why she is staring but she can’t stop.

No one notices her.

Over the coming days she tries to watch Enid as much as she can. She still doesn’t know why cos she is so inexperienced with love and relationships. She doesn’t even think that she wants to talk to Enid or anything she just HAS to see her for as long as possible.

In her head she develops a painful longing in her heart to be closer to Enid but she daren’t go anywhere near her. At night Enid is all she can think about, she draws pictures of her in a secret notebook she keeps hidden but the pictures aren’t good enough.

One day Enid walks past her and Wednesday smells her perfume and natural scent and it makes her cry. She hides it and rushes back to her room to sob her heart out. It’s so upsetting because she still doesn’t know why she is feeling like this. She feels hopeless and for the first time ever - lonely.

A week later she is paired up with Enid in a class and after a few seconds of sitting with her - saying nothing - she runs out of the room back to her lonely dorm room to cry again.

She feels so powerless and stupid.

The next morning she goes out of her room for breakfast and Enid is waiting for her. Enid says sorry if she upset her and asks her if she’s ok but Wednesday runs off, even more embarrassed than before. She runs into the woods and hides.

Enid finds her and calls from a distance but Wends keeps hiding. They eventually end up either side of a large tree, leaning against it so they can talk but can’t see each other.

And that’s where my thoughts end…… where can I go with this??

[webslingingslasher]

tw: depression

hey! i was wondering, how would peter react or take care of reader with depression? can be either nerdy or frat peter or any peter rly :)

sorry i am very much kinda really going thru it rn 😞

felt that. depression is fucking brutal, anon. i'm here for you and i hope you're taking care of yourself for now.

--

you don't move when your window opens. you haven't moved for hours, you couldn't draw up enough energy to turn or eat, or breathe. the wall in front of you hasn't changed, it's been a blank slate of emptiness. just like the pit inside you.

'i know you're not sleeping.' it's teasing, your heart doesn't have it in you to perk up. you don't feel excited peter showed up, nothing could top the numbness that's burrowed its way into your chest and mind.

'you haven't texted me back all day, i was about to send a smoke signal.' your bones feel sharp, the idea of rolling over to face him stings, you think you'll shatter into a million pieces. you have nothing left to give, even talking seems exhausting.

'baby?' peter knows somethings wrong, he thinks he knows what's wrong. you had a good stretch, it had been months before the depression caught up and sent you bedrotting.

peter can't imagine how it feels for you, but for him, watching you go through this, kills him inside.

your mattress sinks, you close your eyes when peter reaches out for you, his hand on your skin is the most warmth you felt all day. it's peter; your rock, your safety net, your protector.

you think it's the first time you've talked all day. you had a permanent lump in your throat and you knew just by opening your mouth the tears would start.

but it's okay, because peter is here.

'i'm really sad today.' it's all it takes, your shoulders shake with your sobs, how could you feel everything and nothing all at once? peter's soft whispers have you curling into yourself. you don't deserve him, he doesn't deserve this.

'oh, honey.' it's full of love, his nose brushes your shoulder like a puppy asking to be pet. 'wanna give me a hug?' your voice wavers on your answer, it's raw and scratchy, begging to be hydrated, you don't think you've even had water today.

'yes, please.' your cheeks feel sticky but peter's holding you tightly, yet softly, it's like he's trying to hold you together. it's working. 'i'm sorry.' you feel bad. you should be more for him.

'don't be. i want to be here for you, and when you can only give twenty percent, i've got the other eighty. i love you. always and forever. no matter what.'

he needs to add the end, he needs to because he knows how it weighs down in your mind. how you've told him over and over it's unfair he has to put up with this and how he doesn't deserve what you bring to the table.

peter told you he's got a big fucking table and it's got more than enough room for your "mess." you don't say the silent part out loud anymore but he knows you still think it. peter would never admit it to you, but sometimes he really hates your brain and the way it thinks about yourself when your depression sets in.

it's selfish, you hate it about yourself but you need a reason to keep going.

'can you tell me how sad you would be if i died?' to anyone else it would sound morbid, to peter it means you're feeling better. peter slightly rocks you in his lap, he hums like he needs to think.

'you think you're depressed? just you wait, i'll make this look estatic.' a smile teases, he's determined to get you laughing. 'i mean it. i'd be on my knees, tears and snot all over my face, holding your hand at your funeral. i'd probably throw myself down the hole with you.'

it works, it's minuscule but you gave him a real smile and a tiny laugh. it's because you're picturing the teary-snotted face he'd be sporting and he's totally okay with that.

peter presses kisses over your hairline, he's speaking from the heart and you can feel it.

'because if you're not living, i wouldn't have a reason to either.' 

[max-the-many]

Playin' with his new pecs

He watched them rather hypnotized when he saw that guy at the gym, literally staring at them, having me distracting him several times when it got too intense.

When the guy finally went to the lockers I held Jamie back as the guy already seemed kinda annoyed yet I managed to keep rather low profile.

"What a creep!" he mumled as I entered non the less.

"Sorry for that" I answered, seemingly minding my business while several other guys were around.

As he went for the shared showers though I quickly realized, that they were pretty much empty, the only other guy just coming out.

So I didn't even undress to pretend to wanna shower, grabbed my equipment and followed.

"Damn, what is wrong with..." he started as he noticed me coming after him fully dresses, but I just jammed in that syringe with a broad smile, grabbing his hips at the same time as he quickly turned blank, leaving me with dragging him to a hidden corner in the back of that place that served several times as a handy place for our little adventures.

It didnt take long for him to deflate, having me inspect his nice body until I could wrap his towel around his deflated hull.

So I went back out, carrying this little towel-wrapped present to my buddy, opening up a peak of what he already knew was in there.

"Fuck, I really can't wait!"

So we quickly went back to the lockers for him to slip in, having him marvel at those monsters, even when we finally went home.

"Still working those cuties, ey?" I commented as I once again found him sitting infront of the mirror, bouncing those suckers, drawing me in for a little squeeze...

[gofishygo]

mito mito mito hihi 😋

i’ve been having some thoughts n i felt like sharing w the class newayssss

so i was having bubble tea earlier and i started thinking,,,,what cod characters would like it? i feel like price def wouldn’t,,simon wouldn’t mind it but he does def think its too sweet and proper tea is superior and blah blah blah (i acc don’t know im kinda divided on that like i hc him as a sweet tooth but bubble tea,,,ehhh i feel like he wouldn’t like it all that much like he’d be all grumbly about it,,, idfk

johnny and gaz i think would like it lots ,,

i also think alex wouldn’t like it abd farah would (i js like hc farah as this secret softie ok leave me alone 😞)

but THAT got me thinking,,,, what other food preferences would they have ?? i think gaz would rlly like sushi (saw a fan art of him on a sushi date w the reader and i forgot who made it but ):$/:)/&!:!!!!! it was so cute) and i also think gaz would handle spicy food well ?? and he would like seafood in general methinks (tryna think of some select seafood items he wouldn’t like but im drawing a blank bc im vegetarian shusbssjnsuen)

idrk ab simon and johnny and price,,,,,,out of them 3, i feel like simon or johnny would have the biggest sweet tooth (they’re on like completely dif ends of the spectrum character wise but shh i js know it) but they all eat A SHIT TON like the food could be burned or too salty or smth but if they’ve js come back from a mission then they’re eating that shit UP. and asking for seconds. and thirds. they would still give u food feedback if it’s some other day tho

also johnny is extremely passionate about haggis. no i have never tried it yes i js know he is ok moving on

KONIGGGG hmmmm,,,, i have no fucking idea lmao i think? a lot of german cusine involves bread and stuff,,,so……………i think he’d have rlly bland meals idk

i’ve been rlly into keegan lately but i cant come up w anything for him aaaa

also gaz would be the only one who knows how to use chopsticks. the others would learn fast being in the military and all but gaz and chopstick skills js make sense???

ANYWAY im soso sry for rambling sm lmao this is a lot of words,,,,,and this isn’t a req by any means !!! js needed to hear ur thoughts bc food is js calling to me like “ok but would blank character like this” like. urgh. ok im done now i think but yeah food preferences for cod characters of ur choice

ALSO !!! THE IOS SHARK STICKERS REMIND ME OF U,,,,,look at them$:!!;&:!3 OK IM ACC DONE NOW BYE BEY MITO HIPE U DONT FALL ASLEPE READING ALL THAT

AHHH hi weebun !! ^^ i was literally having bubble tea with my sister like a few hours ago and when i checked the inbox n saw this i BOLTED !! sorry for never responding to this, i forgot inbox existed..,

notes: shittily wrote as this as a warmup/just general yap :> sorry for messiness and incoordination.., platonic, no warnings !! unless ur lactose intolerant idk

so you'll be jus chillin w the 141 on base and then say something like "boba is absolute gas shits better than normal tea" and of course, since the majority of the taskforce is british, you get absolutely fucking jumped for it. like- keep in mind, you say this price, the NUMBER ONE TEA AND BISCUTS DEFENDER, so you do end up getting toilet duty for a week with the explanation of 'uncordial behaviour.'

but after your deployment, you are the one to arrange where the 141 meet up. it's a little ritual you guys have developed to stay connected in between missions, one that makes your friendship seem a bit more real. sometimes the only thing that keeps your eyes open and heart pumping. and since you're an absolute fucking menace, you ask if you can meet around the heart of london- and then drag them all into the nearest bubble tea store you can.

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price... doesn't end up liking it. takes a total of two sips, nearly chokes on the pearls, and then sets the cup down. he claims he's been around long enough to know that this- like many other foods, is probably some 'trendy millennial bullshit that'll disappear in a solid few', but that doesn't help ease the insane side eye that he gets from the cashier.

but to your surprise, ghost seems somewhat okay with it. his face doesnt really change (from what you can tell- his mouth is still hidden due to some face mask he put on), but he seems neutral, relaxed, even. he mutters something along the lines of how it isn't too bad, but it doesn't beat a cuppa- to which you chose to ignore, and how he'll probably just stick to having an earl grey in the mornings. but a few months later, you catch him at the same boba store, and you cant help but giggle to yourself.

soap fucking inhales the drink. its genuinely concerning, to say the very least. he seems to like.. unhinge his jaw like some kind of snake, and then inhales the whole drink in what you think is a millisecond. and since he's the only scotsman on the team- thinks the whole 'tea n biscuits' ritual his colleagues have is utter stupidity, so not only does he now FREQUENTLY drink boba because he likes it- he also drinks out of utter spite.

gaz is the only one with a seemingly respectable opinion about boba, unfortunately. he's had it before, multiple times- it appeals to his sweet tooth and is the occasional treat after long missions. but unlike you, gaz does not value peace, and seems to keep egging soap on in chugging unreasonable amounts of the drink. (and he doesnt mention it, as he does not want to face the same punishment as you did, but he thinks that bubble tea is sometimes, just sometimes better than his cuppa.)

masterlist (some of my other stuff is better promise)

[imagine-a-life-like-this]

Accidentally In Enemies : Epilogue (S.CB)

Word Count : 1.4k

Warnings : swearing probably, accidental bullying, minor argument, obsession kinda, honestly pretty fluffy with minor angst

A/N : It's finally out! Now that I have completed this story, keep your eyes peeled for Minho's! I hope you enjoy the last installment of Changbin's love story!

          Watching her angrily get out of the car and walk towards the house brought back memories of their school days. He couldn’t help the small smile that made its way onto his face as he thought of how they ended up here like this. “Oh now you’re smiling? You’re insufferable, Seo Changbin.”

            “You’re insufferable, Seo Changbin.” She spat at him, holding back her tears. There were so many things he wanted to say, but his mouth couldn’t form any words. They died at the tip of his tongue. Every time he opened his mouth to say something, only silence followed. “Why can’t you just leave me alone?”

            “I don’t want to.” He spat out, earning another glare from her. To her it seemed like he enjoyed making her life miserable. As if he was only alive to torment her, tease her. Like he enjoyed seeing her barely holding on, barely blinking her tears back.

            But that’s not what he meant. He never meant to make her life a living hell. He never meant to be a pain to her. She intrigues him, draws him in unlike anyone else he’s ever met before. Some would say it was just that: intrigue, interest, curiosity even. Just wanting to know her, learn about her.

            Changbin knew it was more than that though. From the second their eyes met while he was practically dancing on her diorama, he knew. Love at first sight seemed so childish, so surface level, so elementary. Calling it that didn’t seem to capture exactly what he felt for her. He’s still unsure how exactly to put into words what he feels for her, what he feels when he looks at her.

            He didn’t want to leave her alone because he couldn’t. It was as if she was a siren, beckoning him out to sea with her song. And even if at the end was death, he would follow the sound. He would allow her to drown him at sea if it meant hers would be the last face he’d see.

            It had to be more than love. He felt it in his heart. Looking at her brought him calm. She felt like home in a person. He would fight a thousand wars and more for her. Just for a moment of her time. It had to be more than love.

            He’s read about love in books. Watched movies about love. Seen love with his own eyes between his parents. This wasn’t fireworks and butterflies. It wasn’t once upon a time and happily ever after. This was something better. Bigger. Stronger.

            Yet he couldn’t put it into words. His mind goes blank around her and he says the wrong thing. Even now, he couldn’t even muster up an apology after ruining her laptop. Spilling a drink on it while trying to give it to her after seeing her study for hours without a break. “You’re my bad luck charm.” She mumbled to herself, trying to clean up his mess. And still he couldn’t even mutter the word sorry.

            She takes a couple steps closer to him. He can smell her perfume; it’s the one her bought for her birthday only a few months ago. The one she said was going to be her special occasion perfume, so she’ll have a scent to remind her of all the special memories they’d make together.

            Today is their first anniversary as a couple. He told her he had a special date planned for her. She got all dressed up, wearing a dress he bought her as a surprise gift, just because. It fit her like a glove, as if it was made with her in mind. Like the designer saw her and made the dress just for her to wear.

            In her mind, Changbin forgot, lied even. He’s just the same Changbin he’s always been. Living to torment her, watch her fall apart. “Does my pain bring you joy?”

            “Does my pain bring you joy?” She looked up at him, surrounded by her belongings, scattered on the floor. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out, seemingly confirming her thoughts. He moved to help gather her things, accidentally kicking something further away. “I don’t know what I did to you, but please stop. I’m begging you.”

            He turned to look at her, seeing that she was still looking at him, tears slowly sliding down her cheeks. His eyes widened in realization, thinking back on all the times he’s accidentally hurt her. She’s never cried so openly like this. Not in front of him, not like this.

            He wanted to wipe her tears away. Explain everything to her. He wanted to bare his entire heart to her. Let her know that his entire existence is made for loving her. That the only thing he really knows how to do is love her.

            But he could see in the lifeless stare she gave him that she didn’t want to see him. So without a word, he walked away. No explanations, no heartfelt confession. He walked away with his hands in his pockets and his heart on his sleeve.

            He would look back for only a second, seeing a man taking his place, helping her gather her things together, and help her to her feet. A man he’s seen her with many times, a friend of hers. A friend that looks at her the same way he does, but he seems to get his words right. “Treat her well, Choi San.”

            She doesn’t know that this was all part of his plan. “No.” He answers simply. “Never has.” He reached out to wipe away her tears, the way he should have the day he accidentally tripped her. “Tomorrow, I promise I will make everything up to you.”

            She’s putty in his hands. Melting at the same touch that she used to flinch away from. Her anger melted away too as Changbin press a short kiss to her lips, asking her to give him a small smile. “I hate you.” She smiles.

            “I love you too.” He leads her inside the house they moved into recently. The first thing she sees is a trail of rose petals, and she glances over at Changbin, who was trying his best to hide what he was feeling. But his excitement was written all over his face with a wide smile and a starry look in his eyes. He told her to follow it, lightly pushing her forwards, while he walked behind her.

            The walls were adorned with lights and pictures of the two of them throughout the year they’ve been together. From their first date to the day he officially asked her to be his girlfriend to the day they moved into the house. She was quite literally walking down memory lane, taking in every small detail.

            Memory lane lead her into their backyard where there, in the middle, sat a floral arrangement that said turn around.

            Changbin was kneeling on one knee with an open box, her dream ring inside. “I’ve known since the moment I met you that this was more than love. And it’s taken me years to find the right words to describe exactly what I feel for you. I adore you. I cherish you. You complete me. You’re my soulmate and I want to spend the rest of my life adoring you and cherishing you if you’d let me. So Y/n, my greatest love, will you marry me?”

            She, in all her years, had never felt so much love. All her years loving San felt like nothing compared to this. To love San she made an effort. She held on as tight as she could, even when it hurt her, because she thought that’s what love was. Even when she knew San was slipping away, she held on tighter. She forced herself to love San.            

But loving Changbin, being with him, it was effortless. She didn’t have to hold on tightly because she knew he wasn’t going anywhere. It was as if she was born to love Changbin. Like she didn’t know anything else except how to love him. For her, there really was only one answer to this question. It wasn’t yes or no. For her there was only, “Yes.”

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@mxnsxngie @maeleelee @turtledove824 @moon0fthenight @dinossaurz

[iztea]

How do you get the ideas for your backgrounds?

mmm ideas.... sometimes i draw the background directly from a photo reference (the happy case) so there's not a lot for me to change and i can have a rather peaceful painting process

othertimes, the BG is tied to the subject/concept/scene I'm thinking of, so it only makes sense that i have that as the background

for example, for this fem skk art, i knew i wanted to have chuu kneeling in a crater after destroying a city so drawing that background was just a logical follow-up because i already had the entire idea in mind

Here, I wanted to have Akiangel sit on a building, watching over the city. The ominous sign with "the day of salvation" and crow came later after I found this picture on Pinterest, so they helped further develop the concept, but the main idea was there and so on

The third background option happens when my painting doesn't depict a certain irl scene or landscape, nor do i have any particular references i can use. In that situation, I first and foremost think about the general composition, the shapes, how they flow with each other, how I can tie them to my main theme and what sort of symbolism or little easter eggs i can throw in there just to keep it fresh and interesting for the viewer ( aka the person reading this aha ;;) :-* )

For this piece, i started with a big circle for the background, and then I started breaking it up in pleasing, cloud-like shapes and swirls that constantly keep your eye moving around the picture (i mean hopefully lol). The composition was inspired by a) Dazai's Mayoi card ofc, that trad Eastern illustration style with the circle and then branches of trees, and also .. kazuha's splash art ok i admit it bshsj

for this one, the roses came much, much later. Again, I added that sort of golden arcade to better frame the focal point or the main subject of the scene which was ofc her face and/or outfit. Then, since it still felt rather empty, awkward, and directionless, I tried finding a pleasing, spiral line that would compliment the already existing shapes and that would, again, move your eye all around the composition. I figured since her outfit already had those small roses stuffed in her belt, those curvy lines could become some bloody, spikey roses and boom! here are the theme and elements for you: blacks-roses-blood-deadly-sharp-gold etc. I then had her crush some of those roses in her right (ik it's the left hand shut up) hand to balance out the busier left side

and a last example, sometimes I draw multiple character poses in one piece and they sort of become my background. Yet I still have some blank spaces left so i gotta figure out a way to fill them out. Here, since the pose where he's all curled up was inspired by the TDIPUD light novel, i drew him as a "corpse" in a pool of blood, and contrasted it with some nice flowery-ish patterns and swirls that sort of come from within that bloody mess ( someone also mentioned it looks like a womb which I found very interesting as well ). The cats also helped fill out the space. On the left side, i added that swirly black sun that drips into three squares that gradually fill up with straight blackness and raindrops falling below inspired by the "a conviction that the sun will never rise again" line. I don't think I should go into detail with the symbolism cause it's pretty obvious and not that deep so i won't but yeah, and that's my BG all filled up!

I do this with most of my BGs, it's mostly just abstract shapes; I'm very fixated on making the overall composition look okay and for the piece to send a message ( most of the time ), so i don't think of backgrounds as a separate entity, they are part of an already existing idea, generally speaking.

This kinda turned into a composition discussion midway......... sorry about that....... To be completely honest with you, I have plenty of BG ideas, they kinda just spawn in my brain so i'm not exactly lacking in that department. Having to draw them and finding refs is the hard part for me

[emerxshiu]

rat brainrot going hard

sorry for not posting this week, i was cooking some stuff but this drawing took almost the entire week to do, worst part, it was a shitpost

i still dont know why this took me so much

so uh, almost all my drawings this week have been related to this two(and lis) so much so that i struggled because i wanted to draw other things so i would just stare at a blank sheet of paper for over half an hour, god that was torture, tho i dont mind drawing the sillies, sometimes it gets a bit boring drawing the same over and over y'know? im also going to take this as an opportunity to ramble about my forgo gijinka, because surprisingly i hadnt done that yet.

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ok now to actually talk about the wet rat

ive tried doing a gijinka of em since i joined the fandom (my first gijinka was fecto elfilis (well not really they were fnaf, but i mean when i got into kirby and when i started using the term gijinka))

but most of the time it just looked like elfilin but like...evil, with a different ear and a hospital gown, thats it, so i barely drew them since i didnt like that, but on february, i actually sketched an idea that i liked, and thought it looked cute but a bit off (i mean off in a good way)

(yes im posting this image again because i think its the best drawing of my forgo (im very inconsistent with my style ok))

they have their eyes closed most of time, like in game, i considered giving them legs but i ended up with the tail, since i didnt want to end up with like a fourth evil elfilin, the arms are like that so i can have em be small and weird like in the actual game, but i also made it so they can like change it, that way i can make em have hands and stuff if necessary (like to hold that frying pan for example)

not sure if a lot of you notice it but um, bro has no neck, i took away his neck privileges, i did it just to see but i ended up falling in love with that and stuck around, and also that allows me to draw them bending their head like in the drawing above because their neck isnt necking and i like that, i like being able to draw characters doing stuff that shouldnt be anatomically possible or is abnormal (i did something a bit similar with void) thair clothes are rugged because well forgotten land you know what i mean, but in general theyre actually pretty simple

i also did the drawing in digital

i tried doing very sketchy lineart, i tried a new brush in this one and thats the one im using for my last drawings (not sure if anyone noticed the brush change) it was pain painting it because i did it all with the brush in the same size, not changing it, god did my hands hurt and it was a bad idea

i accidentaly downloaded the following 3 drawings twice lol

sleepy zzzz

i think they would wear something like this to sleep, i dunno i just wanted to draw em in something cute, and sleepy, with elfilin slippers (the mug also has elfilin btw) oh and also i like changing their hair, here one of their long bangs is tied into a bow, kinda like callie from splatoon, i have some drawing im probably wont post, one more of forgo wich looks very much like the upper one but like eyes closed, and one of fecto elfilis gyaru because my sister asked me to draw them like that, bad thing is i didnt look up references on gyaru since i couldnt use my phone at the moment, i did like the hair i did for them in that one tho, they have their bangs tied up in a bun, and then left the rest loose, making it look longer than it actually is. i might redraw it, but actually looking up gyaru so i can make something more accurate, i like the style, but im not too informed on it

elfilin being silly like a kitty :p

not much more to say on this, just sillines :3

there is totally not a cropped drawing there

based on the kirby manga, where they make it so elfilis sings really bad, at first i didnt like it that much since i had imagined they'd sign great, but after i while i started to find it a bit cute so now its a headcanon, they like to sing but suck at it.

writing this just made me remember i wanted to do another drawing too for this with kirby and them singing, but i forgot to do it, im kinda tired (and its late) ill probably draw it, but for next post or another one

tried drawing fecto forgo as a plushie, silly.

i wanna learn how to sew so i can make plushies of characters (like prince fluf!) but im way too lazy, i will get around it some day! (hopefully)

elfilin too as a plush

i also wanna learn to sculpt, i tried doing a clay kirby once, but one his feet broke in half, and one day my mom put it in a box, and his eyes fell off and stuck to the box :(

i really wanna do figures for characters i like or dont have enough merch or my ocs (prince fluff, flamberge, fecto elfilis)

but as i said, im way too lazy and unmotivated, though its be nice, one day, maybe one day if i stop procrastinating

it doesnt have the same ring to it as "feto rata mojada alien" wich is how my sister and i call them (she doesnt know that much about kirby, but i sometimes show her my drawings (reluctantly sometimes, but im the older so like >:) she has too if she wants to show me her stuff too))

silly rat and wet rat, thats how i call em (because wet rat alien fetus is too long sometimes)

you can tell the brainrot was too strong (were near done(kinda))

they gain a mouth whenever i fell like it very much

artblock hit, and all the rest of pages i stared at them for 30 minutes

it felt weird looking at my fecto elfilis with the eyes so big, it looked off (in a weird way)

dunno, tried drawing them in a different pose i i dunno really

i think these are from tuesday. i did more but those were oc (mostly splatoon) or other kirby character related, and i want this to be a rat post (might post those tommorow or another day maybe)

i dunno (x2), i tried drawing elfilin like elfilis, i really liked the hands here. i still struggle a bit with anatomy but i think this was quite good for my usual character just stading looking at the front or a quarter profile. im considering making this into a fully digital drawing, what do i say by considering im actually doing that fuck it, i just think it looks kinda cool

"This new creation, driven by pure chaos, was defeated by the bright light of Kirby's hope."

Chaos Elfilis reminds me of a moth. kirby's hope is a bright light.

you can see my thought process. i just thought itd be a bit cute and kinda silly and funny.

the kirby fandom wiki, said that chaos elfilis looked akin to a moth, and it just stuck with me, so i wanted my gijinka of them to be moth inspired, and thats when i saw just how cute moths are! i mean im still a bit scared of insects but at least now i kinda like em.

i feel like i need to say sorry to that one moth i desintegrated in a matter of seconds with a book because i thought it was an spider and didnt think (im so sorry little guy)

but ah yeah elfilis, moth, it made sense to me since chaos elfilis has the soul of morpho knight, who is a butterfly, and moths are kinda like butterflies too. and i thought itd be cute

so uh yeah i sometimes like making my chaos elfilis be a bit like a moth, that includes liking light, a lot, so uh kirby is like a lamp in here because i said so

now to talk about the desing since for some reason i hadnt earlier, as i said before, they are very moth inpired so uh im might say that word way too many times (im sorry i suck at explaining stuff)

their horns are thinner to resemble moth anntenae, and they curve just because i thought it look cool, and to differentiate it a bit from fecto elfilis. their bangs tie into a bun (i forgot to draw that but i dont wanna go and change it now, way too tiredv man and i still have to post this on other places) the bun looks a bit like an eye, because well, they are basically a soul boss, and moths have things in their wings that look like eyes, btw chaos elfilis doesnt have their wings here because i got lazy and i didnt want them to like cover most of the drawing. the things coming from their bun are like the trhee things theyve got in their head, theyre shaped like that to resemble insects legs a bit, fecto elfilis also had the 3 things (i dunno how to call em sorry) as their eyelashes, but chaos elfilis has just white eyelashes, because the bun already has the 3 things and because my morpho has white eyelashes so (i still havent done my morpho gijinka yet, i just know im gonna give the butterfly some white eyelashes cuz cute and pretty grimm reaper) the rest of the hair is shaped into like a ponytail but like, adn shaped, with whats left shaped like a lil moth

the waistband they have is a nod to morpho, they used to have a bow shaped just like the butterfly morpho appears as, but i took it out because i thought it crowded the design way too much, and also because it was too on the nose. the arms have those golden things because my fecto has it and because my og chaos elfilis gijinka had them so i wanted to bring it back, the hand fades into white because the red in the hand wasnt hard to distinguish so i came up with that to make it easier to see.

the red part of the pants are actually a bit fuzzy akin to a moth and the white part has those stripes to loke like insect stuff because y'know akin to a moth. the boots are like the red part in their legs their model in-game has, so i just made em tall boots, the high heels? originally it was platform just ike my fecto but then i wanted to draw them in high heels when i was slightly redoing chaos elfilis, and welp, i loved it and now theyve got high heels. those rings around the ankle are inspired by the ones leaongar has around their arm. also can you tell anatomy is not my strong suit? and that i dont draw high heels often?

i made a slight change in my kirby, making the sleeves be a different color, since the one he had before i felt was way too white, and i wanted to have more saturation in it

i also forgot but elfilin is supposed to wear that during forgotten land, and then i decided that after the anding of the main story he changes clothes, but i forgot about that while doing this so he has his pre-ending clothes (also because i still cant really decide on their second outfit for the post-game)

god im so tired i wanna talk and show more drawings but o shit im sweating why is it so hot in here

um thank you for reading all the unnecessary long rambles about why i do certain stuff in my gijinkas, i appreciate it a lot (im still sorry about writing walls upon walls of text but i just cant help it)

Jambuhbye! :D

[enden-agolor]

I don’t know how often people tell you this, maybe a lot, but can I just say you’re my favorite artist in general? It’s indescribable, but your art just has it’s charm to it that makes it so special and lovely. Every drawing you make is absolutely amazing, and you’re an incredibly talented writer as well! I remember finding your account somewhere around early 2023, and finding your account somehow managed to both get me out of artblock and get me back into mcsm <:) I just wanna simply say I enjoy your work so much and I look forward to every art or fic you’ll create. Sorry if this kinda was a silly ask lol

Also, how do you make your au designs? The designs you make for each individual character in your aus are amazing, especially forest deity and royal, I was kinda wondering if you reference some stuff while making your designs or something <:D I hope you have a great day, Enden!

I don’t know how often people tell you this, maybe a lot, but can I just say you’re my favorite artist in general? It’s indescribable, but your art just has it’s charm to it that makes it so special and lovely. Every drawing you make is absolutely amazing, and you’re an incredibly talented writer as well! I remember finding your account somewhere around early 2023, and finding your account somehow managed to both get me out of artblock and get me back into mcsm <:) I just wanna simply say I enjoy your work so much and I look forward to every art or fic you’ll create. Sorry if this kinda was a silly ask lol

Also, how do you make your au designs? The designs you make for each individual character in your aus are amazing, especially forest deity and royal, I was kinda wondering if you reference some stuff while making your designs or something <:D I hope you have a great day, Enden!

Jeez. Wow, I hardly know what to say. Like literally I've been sitting on this ask for a day thinking of how to respond.

It's pretty dang rare to hear I'm someones favorite artist, so I was shocked to see this when I woke up yesterday. I just want you to know that means the world to me, and it's a huge honor. Thank you so much. As well as the praise towards my writing, it means so much to me to hear positive feedback about it. To know my silly art and writing has had a positive impact on you is incredible. I love that, thank you so much. <:D 🩵

As for how I make my au designs? Gosh I really am not sure. It really is just me pulling up a blank canvas and drawing the characters then adding clothes and armor that I feel fits them. I actually had someone recently ask me on discord how I came up with FD Jesse's design and what the process was, but that one art of them I did with Lukas and Jesse standing side by side (I'll link it at the end) was the first time I drew their designs for this au. Wasn't even sure if I'd stick with the Jesse design but then a bunch of people started making fanart of him and I am SOOOO unbelievably grateful for that but then I knew the design was a success and he grew on me a ton, so I don't see myself changing it. I don't usually use references when doing my character designs, I kind of just work with what I know how to draw already and try to get the image in my head out into the drawing. For the royal au Jesse, I had Link (LoZ) in mind 🥰

I hope your day is great as well!!! : D

And here's the post I was talking about:

[adrian-sheppy]

Sorry if this is completely wrong igore if it is LMAO but I noticed you seem to have different hcs for how mind lost his eye!!! Like in Seattles Going Under it was lost in a vague fight or something, but in art w/ the resonance cascade he lost it prolly during the ambush? I was wondering if you had info to share on it/infodump abt or if its just whatever makes the art more fun!

hehe youre observant and actually right on the money. yup!  so essentially i just have different eye trauma head canons for whichever version of freemind im drawing; since he doesnt actually lose his eye in canon, its up to everyone to fil in the blanks if they wanna use the popular headcanon. i wrote .  a good chunk of stuff .  so i put it under the cut . but heres a picture to be like a . tldr

I sorta like his eye already being gone before the resonance cascade (in a non-freemanverse scenario). he does verbally say something like "my eyes" in the series, indicating he has two, BUT . well.  its a headcanon. so we can have fun with it . my eye loss pre-rescas freemind stems from my original freemind design (before i ever started posting half-life on the internet) where he had short hair, but i needed a way to distinguish him from og gordon, so I used thr popular one eye headcanon. then I realized him losing his eye bc of the military goes perfectly with martini losing an arm. that bothered me for a while until i realized i could just have multiple freemind designs + headcanons. if theres different variations of Gordon  and martini, why can't there be some of Freemind as well? grins grins

i left it open ended in my SGU because people have their own headcanons and I thought anyone could just fill in their own. if I did every make a canon eyeloss event prequel thing, he would've lost his eye during college in some sort of either freak accident (like tripping on something and injuring himself bad; I like this one because he'll lie and say he was in a fight) or, like u said, a fight . for SGU, college was a low point in his life of him struggling with freedom from his parents for the firsr time, but them and their ideals still holding him hostage. he is simultaneously more repressed and more emotionally volatile than present!gordon. then, when his parents die, hes just given a clusterfuck of emotions. so why dont we add physical trauma? whatever the sgu canon event eye loss was, it was definitely related to substance abuse issues. whether that be he was high/drunk and got into an accident, or fought someone... not sure! yet. the only thing that i can say was that no fire or chemicals were involved, since his tearduct is (unfortunately for him) wholly in tact!

but for freemanverse!freemind, he should lose his eye during the rescas since its like thematic and stuff if (almost) every Gordon Loses Something. also, angst. whenever I draw freemanverse (even in a domestic setting) in my head, i always think of them surviving the rescas together! i have. convoluted freemanverse headcanons. the eye loss is an important freemanverae event because, like martini, it gives him a valid reason to REALLY dislike benrey (but in my au, benrey isnt the big bad, so he "redeems" himself kinda sorta) . and then it ALSO opens up freemind to be upset and vulnerable, which allows him to bond with his fellow freemen.

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also I want barmey to tend to his wounds and call his scar(s) badass. im not immune to buttermind and i never was.

honorable mention: sims freemind, who has both eyes physically but only can see from one. this is due to me unable to properly texture a glasses + eyepatch combo, that and i have no experience with 3d modelling (I did try!).

i hope this is a satisfying enough infodump!! I'm sorry if it's a bit vague; a lot of my ideas tend to be fluid. i also like taking inspiration from what other people think! some of you guys are way super smart and have awesome ideas. i am not immune to well articulated essays and thought out headcanons

[sanaxo-o]

Serenade (Eric Sohn)

|| Inspired by Boynextdoor’s song Serenade 💃||

Warnings: very cute hehe, fluff, Eric is head over heels for the reader, kissing, kinda strangers to lovers 💃

Sana: Yolo 💃👯‍♂️, okay so I was not planning on writing serenade AT ALL but then I saw Dora’s post about that I was like “I have to write on this!” I am glad I did 🧍‍♀️. I also had very much fun writing this but now I was overthinking a lot and now I think it’s not good enough but meh 🫠🤏. I still loved writing this at the start 🤧.

Word count: 4,004

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There she was, the girl he was head over heels for. She was simply just sitting there, listening to what the professor is yapping about but she still looked so effortlessly beautiful that he could feel his hearts doing flips even tho she was just sitting there doing nothing.

Looking down at his blank book the boy sighed when he realised that today yet again, he failed to pay attention to the class. If you closely examine his notebooks you would surely notice small doodles on them which were only about her. Small notes on them which were his feelings, how he truly felt about her. How he made notes on what she wore that day. Not like a creep, just a observation.

Flinching in surprise the boy looked up from his book and saw that the professor already dismissed the class long time ago.

“Mr.Sohn you were not paying attention in the class today too.” The professor said as he slid his glasses down to stare at Eric.

“I am sorry professor Lee but I have to leave urgently.” Eric said as he stood up from his seat and started packing up his stuff. He hurriedly exited the class trying to catch up with her, only to stop when he saw her already walking away with her group of peers.

Slouching his shoulders the boy turned around on his heels and walked in the opposite direction of her. Going up on the rooftop the boy saw his friends sitting there chatting with each other happily.

Taking slow steps towards them, the already upset boy let his bag fall down on the floor dramatically as he himself took a seat beside his close friend, Sunwoo.

Holding his head in his hands the boy silently screamed in it trying to get his minds of her. He could feel a hand patting his back in a motivational way.

“Did not get to talk with her again?” He heard Sunwoo asking. Looking up the boy stared up in the sky which was starting to get dark.

“I tried but she was already walking away with her friends. I mean..she won’t even notice me..” the boy said with a slight pout on his face. Drawing circles on the ground the lovesick boy continued to ramble about her.

“Man, you just gotta approach her. Eric she won’t notice you unless you make an effort. Try to at least make a small talk.” Eric heard another one of his friends say.

“But..but she is just so pretty, kind, her voice is like honey. Just hearing it once makes me have a sugar rush. I mean..just looking at her makes my heart thump in my chest. How do you expect me to go talk with her?” Eric said dramatically as he looked up in the sky again “The sky is like me, dark..ah what am I gonna do? My life is ruined..” Eric dramatically exclaimed again. He could hear his friends sign at his behaviour as they just let him be.

“Your life is not ruined Eric..” Sunwoo said before he stood up to leave the rooftop.

His whole lunch just went in him thinking about you. About your sweet smile, he still remembers the time you helped him out. He was still new that time. But you were there for him. You showed him around, introduced to some students, helped him get comfortable but that’s it. He was still grateful to that. But that was the last time you spoke with him.

You both did agree on being friends but then maybe it just didn’t work out between you two. Eric thought you both clicked pretty well, but maybe not you.

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Sitting in the cold library, Eric tried his best to concentrate on the subject he was studying. But he could not understand a thing in the textbook which was written.

It was not making any sense according to him. Throwing his head back the boy closed his eyes to try to cool his brain off and then start everything again in hopes of understanding it.

“Are you sitting alone?” A soft voice asked from behind him making him flinch and drop the pencil he was balancing between his nose and mouth. Scratching his head in embarrassment the boy bent down to pick up the pencil.

Sitting properly on his chair again the boy looked up only to stop breathing for a moment. There she was, the girl he was totally head over heels for—the girl who would make him forget to take breaths and make him forget about his surroundings. She was right there. Standing in front of him, with books in her hand as she patiently waited for his reply.

Snapping out of his trance the boy tried to clean up the mess he made in hurry, half excitement because he would finally be able to talk with his crush again and half out of embarrassment because man he just let his crush see him in such a mess.

“Yes, yes you can sit beside me. Not that you have to. It’s just you asked if I am sitting alone so I thought you’d be looking for a seat.” The boy rambled on as he finally seemed to come to a stop from cleaning his mess. Looking at her Eric gulped nervously as he saw her pull the chair out and sit down just beside him. Oh god. He could feel his hands getting sweaty again. Rubbing them on his ripped jeans Eric cleared his throat as he diverted his attention back to his textbook to distract himself.

“Eric right?” The boy stiffened upon hearing your voice, moreover he was rather more shocked that you remembered his name. Looking up nervously the boy gave a small nod to her.

“It’s been ages since we last talked!” There it goes. His heart doing those unnecessary flips. I mean…he knew that you still existed. Of course he knew. You were all he could see in a room packed with people. You were always on his mind no matter what he did.

“Yeah, how are you doing?” Eric asked in a shy voice as he kept his eyes on the book which was in front of him. Normally, he would never be so shy to talk to a girl, but boy when it came to you he would become a mess. It was like this tone of voice he was is only for you. He is shy only around you, because normally he might even be the loudest person in a room full of guys.

“Pretty good actually..hey I noticed that you have been stuck on that page since ages. Do you need help? I am great in that subject..” he heard you ask. He could feel his heart jumping out of his chest. You? Just offered to help him? No way. He must be dreaming.

Clearing his throat Eric looked up from his book for a split second before looking down again “Sure, sure if you’re okay with it.” He said quietly.

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Yawning Eric checked his phone to check what time it was. Widening his eyes he looked at Y/N nervously “It’s almost past 10. Let me walk you home..” Eric said softly as he started packing his stuff.

“You don’t have to. Really it’s okay..” Y/N said with a smile as he slung her bag over her shoulder, “No let me. You stayed back because of me. That’s the least I can do,” Eric said politely. Nodding to his words Y/N started walking towards the library door with Eric beside her.

Walking down the silent street Eric kept looking around, not daring to meet her eyes. Constantly rubbing his palms on his jeans he kept stealing small glances at her.

“There is a convenience store near my house? Wanna grab a bite? You might be hungry..” Eric heard Y/N ask. Looking up at her, he felt his heart pound in his chest. The moment he looked into her eyes he could feel his cheeks heating up. Immediately looking down Eric nodded his head.

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Entering the convenience store both of them went to the ramen section. Grabbing the noodles of their choice and getting a drink they went to the cashier

“I will pay. Consider it my treat..” Eric said with a grin on his face as he let the cashier scan their food

“You don’t have to tho..” Eric chuckled when he heard Y/N whisper that. Looking at her he gave her a smile as he shook his head when he saw her looking at him

“You’re late because of me. Just let me do this favour for you. And no one can ever deny free food now, can they?” Eric said as he paid for the stuff.

Getting everything both of them walked outside, where all the tables were. Taking a seat on the chair Eric and Y/N both took a seat opposite of each other.

Eating the noodles silently both of them did not make any conversation, enjoying the comfortable silence and atmosphere they had.

“Can I try some of your ramen?” Eric heard Y/N ask him. Looking up from his cup of noodles he pushed the noodles to her while chewing.

“Sure. Have how much ever you want. I don’t mind..” Eric gave her a small smile. He observed how Y/N happily took his ramen cup and slurped on the noodles with delight.

He noticed how some of the soup was on her cheek. Y/N did not seem to pay any mind to that so leaning forward he gently wiped of the soup off her cheek.

Backing down Eric looked everywhere, just now did he realise what he did. He could feel Y/N staring at him. Clearing his throat Eric stood up from his chair and said “Are you done? Come on I will drop you off..” he said nervously as he stared of into air to nervous and embarrassed to even look in her direction.

“Yeah yeah..sure. Let’s go.” From the corner of his eye Eric noticed Y/N gathering her stuff and coming beside him.

The two of them walked silently, their hands lingering in the air as the night breeze came through.

Eric noticed how Y/N was constantly shivering because of the cold air. Taking a notice of her thin clothes Eric removed the jacket he was wearing and draped it over her shoulder silently.

“Hmm? Eric you don’t have to. I am fine,” he heard Y/N mumble.

“No, wear it. You’re shivering.” Eric said softly as he stopped Y/N from removing the jacket.

“Hey, there’s my house. Thank you for dropping me off. I hope we can keep in touch.” Y/N said as he stopped by her front door. Ringing the door bell she turned back around to face Eric

“Yeah..sure thing. See you around I guess.” Eric said while taking a step back.

Waving her off he watched Y/N enter the house. Turning on his heels the boy walked back to his house with only one thing on his mind, she talked with me again, she even knows my name.

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Tossing and turning on his bed the young boy could merely make himself go to sleep. His mind kept on thinking about the interaction he had with Y/N.

Sighing he grabbed his phone and checked the time 3:30 a.m. Opening his contacts he dialled the one number who would listen to his talks.

“Hello?” A sleepy voice spoke on the other line.

“Sunwoo..she remembers my name. Do you know how big that is!” Eric exclaimed in delight. He could hear Sunwoo groan on sleep and annoyance, how can someone be so loud at this hour?

“Eric for gods sake, it’s 3:30 in the morning! Get some sleep man..” the young man mumbled sleepily

“No you don’t get it. What if someone you like knows you? Wouldn’t you be very happy? Be on cloud nine?” Eric mumbled

“Well I am not in love like you so no I don’t get it..” Eric ignored what Sunwoo said and continued with his rant

“But what do I do now? How do I approach her tomorrow? Oh my god I am freaking out. What if she thinks I am a creep?” Eric rambled on as Sunwoo had no option but to listen to what his friend rants about.

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It had been a couple of days since Eric and Y/N last interacted. Currently Eric sat in Sunwoo’s room as he continued to eat his brain out by asking him questions.

“How do I approach her?”

“I don’t know..”

“If I approach her what do I talk about?”

“I don’t know..”

“Do you think she noticed about how I keep looking at her?”

“I don’t know..”

“Do you think she thinks of me as a creep? Please say no..”

“For the last time Eric I don’t know,” Sunwoo said loudly as he glared at the boy who was on his bed. Sighing he stood up from his chair and sat beside Eric

“Ask, hey do you wanna take a walk? The weathers nice?” Sunwoo suggested as he handed Eric his phone, “Come on go on.”

“No that’s to straight forward..” Eric mumbled

“Didn’t you say that she has your jacket or something? Ask her to return that..” Sunwoo suggested again

“No, that’s too rude..” Eric said softly as he clutched the phone in his hand

“Well then make up your mind woman..man..just go for it. Ask her something!” Sunwoo said frustratedly as he shook Eric by his shoulders.

“I will just ask if she is up for a walk..” Eric said as as he started texting her

“We cheered!” Sunwoo said sarcastically as he walked out of the room

💬Y/N ❤️‍🩹

Hi! I was wondering if you wanna take a walk since the weather nice :) sent 4:45 P.M

Shaking his knee nervously Eric bit on his lips as he waited for your reply. Throwing the phone beside him the nervous boy started pacing around the room.

Ting* hearing the notification Eric ran towards his phone to check the message only to groan in annoyance

💬Zomato

Hey! You look lonely. Wanna grab a bite? Quick we have 50% discount for the next one week!

“Now is not the time to play jokes but yes I am lonely..” Eric mumbled as he slid down to sit on the phone when his notification went off again

💬Y/N ❤️‍🩹

Sure! Meet me at my house in 5 :)) received 4:48

Screaming loudly Eric jumped up and down in delight as he ran downstairs where Sunwoo was.

Spotting him in the kitchen looking through the cabinets he ran towards him and hugged him from behind.

“She said yes! We’re meeting in 5 minutes! Oh my god. Do I look okay?” Eric said in panic as he turned Sunwoo around in a swift motion making him dizzy.

“Yes you look alright. Now get out of my house if you don’t wanna be late! Get out..” Sunwoo said as he started pushing Eric out of the house.

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Taking a deep breath in Eric rang the doorbell. Waiting for a few seconds the door opened and Y/N came out. She was wearing a pair of bagging jeans and oversized shirt, yet she managed to look fabulous in that.

“Let’s go?” Y/N asked once she fully closed the door. Nodding both of them started walking towards the park which was near.

“What have you been up to?” Eric asked after a moment of silence. He tried his best to not make his voice shake

“Was just finishing my assignments and stuff. What about you? Did you catch up with all the studies?” Y/N asked as she slowly linked her arms with Eric’s. The boy visibly stiffened upon that gesture as he did not expect her to do that.

Y/N did not fail to notice that. Slowly down Y/N slowly asked “Oh, I am sorry. It’s a habit of mine. I do that with people I am really comfortable and close with..” she said as she started unhooking her arm only for Eric to stop her “No, it’s alright I was just taken aback. Keep it like that…I like it.” Eric said shyly as he looked down trying to hide his red, blushing cheeks.

Reaching the park both of them sat down on the bench as they looked ahead of them. Looking around Eric spotted a ice cream truck not so far from them. Standing up he looked at Y/N and said “Would you like some ice cream? It’s on me..” Eric said as he removed his wallet and waited for her reply.

“Ice cream? I could have some ice cream.” Y/N said while nodding. Grinning Eric and Y/N walked towards the ice cream truck “Which one?” Eric asked as he scanned the board “I will have..butterscotch..” Y/N said as she nodded in confirmation. “Two butterscotch please.”

Getting their order both of them walked back to the bench. Sitting down on the bench they both stared of into space.

“Ah shit..” Eric heard Y/N curse. Looking in her direction he saw that she had spilled some of the ice cream on her clothes. Without saying a word Eric ran to the ice cream truck to get some tissues for her.

Running back towards her he knelt down in front of her as he gently started wiping the spilled ice cream, trying not to get it everywhere.

“Thanks..” Eric heard Y/N say softly. Glancing up at her he froze in his place when he saw their faces so close. Gulping nervously Eric opened his mouth to say something but no words came out.

Travelling his lips all over her face they stopped on her cherry pink lips, the way they were slightly parted away from each and just how soft they looked made him just want to lean in and kiss her.

Looking back up in her eyes he noticed Y/N looking at him too. Leaning in Eric spoke up “May I?” He whispered when they were mere inches away. Getting a nod from Y/N Eric wasted no time in attaching their lips.

Pulling away, both of them breathless Eric took a moment before speaking again “Are you free this weekend?” He said slowly as he stood up from the ground.

Nodding her head Y/N linked her arm with Eric’s again as they both started walking away from there.

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“Sunwoo. What do I wear to our date?” Eric asked Sunwoo over the phone as he rummaged through his closet looking for something.

“Eric..for gods sake it’s 3:00 A.M in the morning! Your date is on Saturday. Please let me sleep.” Sunwoo cried from the other side as he groaned in annoyance

“Fine fine. Go to sleep. That’s all you do all day anyways.” Eric grumbled as he cut the call.

Slumping down on the ground, the troubled boy looked at his closet in wonder “I have no clothes to wear..” he exclaimed in distress as he messed up his already messy hair. His thoughts getting all jumbled up as he started overthinking.

Grabbing his phone again he opened his chats

💬Y/N 💗

Are you sleeping? Sent 3:17 A.M

Sending the message Eric started scrolling through their past conversations while smiling like an idiot.

💬Y/N 💗

Nope! What are you doing right now?? Received 3:18 A.M

Nothing much :)) I was just listening to some songs while thinking about you ;) sent 3:19 A.M

Do you have a playlist made for me? Received 3:19 A.M

If I say yes then does that make me sound like a creep or like a lovesick handsome man? Sent 3:20 A.M

I find that cute hehe. By any chance can I get the playlist?? Received 3:20 A.M

Sure! Here

Give my playlist a listen: Serenade❤️‍🩹💗 sent 3:22 A.M

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It was finally Saturday. The day he will go on his first date with you, the he will finally be able to you that he did not want to be just friends, he wanted to be more then that. How he would do absolutely anything for you to be his.

Clearing his throat Eric looked at Sunwoo for confirmation “Do I look like someone who is eligible enough to go on a date with Y/N?” Eric asks nervously as he keeps on fixing the shirt he was wearing.

“You look good enough. I swear to god just go and confess already. At this point the whole neighbourhood knows about your crush. Now come on..show her how much she deserves someone like you..” Sunwoo said as he walked with Eric to the door. Patting his back encouragingly Sunwoo spoke up “All the best and do not disappoint me kid.” Sunwoo said seriously as he shut the door on his face.

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Taking a deep breath in, Eric walked in circles in front of her house. Stopping in the middle, Eric thought over what he was going to say. Finally gathering up the courage he walked towards the door and rang the doorbell.

Taking a deep breath in he clutched his chest when he felt his heart beating fast out of nervousness. When the door opened he stopped breathing when he noticed a older man standing there with a stern expression on his face.

“Eric right? Come in. Let me ask you some questions before you date my daughter.” The man said with a straight face as he let Eric in.

Gulping in nervousness Eric slowly entered the house. Relaxing his stiff lips he tried to look relaxed when in fact he was nervous to death. If he does not calm himself down he was scared that he might fail miserably otherwise. He was afraid that he will mess this one chance up and might even make Y/N’s father hate him.

“Sit down, sit down. I will introduce myself first. I am Jeff. ” The man said as he extended his hand out for a handshake. Immediately shaking his hand Eric introduced himself.

“Eric. Eric Sohn.” Eric introduced himself while sitting down. “Sit down please. I don’t bite.” Jeff said with a small smile already taking a liking to Eric. He motioned Eric to sit down on the couch opposite to him. From the corner of his eyes he saw Y/N standing by the stairs staring at them. Smiling at her nervously Eric diverted his attention back to her father.

“Are you in the same major as Y/N?” Her father asked as he crossed his legs and leaned back on the couch

“Yes sir, I am in the same major as her.”

“Where are you from? Y/N told me that you were transferred.”

“Yes, I transferred from LA.” Eric said with a smile as he relaxed more.

“Do you have a driver’s license, yet?” It was a rather..weird question but he answered it nonetheless.

“I do not have a drivers license yet sir but I assure you that I will drop your daughter off back safely.”

“Okay dad, that’s enough of interrogation. We’re getting late for our date. Eric let’s go.” Y/N said as she came down and held Eric’s hand dragging him outside with her.

“Bring her back before 11 son!” Eric heard Y/N’s father shout. Yelling back a okay both of them walked away.

“Y/N I don’t know about me driving a car in the future but I will surely get along with your father just for you.” Eric said as he kissed her forehead.

“I know you will,” Y/N said with a smile as she leaned against him to give a peck on his cheeks.

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Tagging: @deoboyznet @littleroaes @sohnric @fylithia @deobienthusiast

Fucking Tumblr. First posted this before without me knowing and then the next day it just gets…DELETED?? I had to edit EVERYTHING again so if there’s any mistake forgive me 😭🫠

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The Secret Ingredient (Willy Wonka (2023) x Fickelgruber Daughter) Chapter 5: Where We're Meant To Be

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Willy’s POV

“Do you think he’ll be back?” I ask as we sneak down the hall to our rooms.

“Who?” Noodle yawns.

“The funny little orange man! He can speak and everything!” I whisper. “He’s actually called an Oompa Loompa. His name is Loftie.”

How can one little man cause so much mischief? I’m already having trouble making ends meet and now I have his debt on my hands.

Noodle stops when she gets to her door and makes me wait. “Willy, have you ever thought that selling chocolate might not be your only true love?”

After tonight we’ll have to double production to make up for the repairs to the shop- Wait what? 

My jaw drops. “Not loving chocolate? What kind of cruel world would that be, Noodle?”

She rolls her eyes. “I mean people, Willy! You know. True love? When a boy meets a girl? What all the books say.”

“Oh.”

What else can I say? Of all the bewitching wonders I’ve seen through my travels there has never been a time for such things.

“Well?” Noodle’s waiting for an answer.

“I… I’ve never thought about that before, Noodle.”

“Oh, come on! I’m sure you’ve charmed lots of girls before.”

“When I was sailing there wasn’t much time for flattery.” I shake my head and try to walk past but she blocks me.

“What about now?”

I raise my eyebrows. “Now?”

She leans closer with narrowed eyes and a sneaky smile. “Anyone that you could find time to flatter now? Anyone in particular?”

I’m drawing a blank. “No.”

“Ugh. Do I need to spell it out?” Noodle groans. “It’s Charlotte!”

My eyes widen and my hands start fidgeting. “Charlotte? No no, she’s not-” I look at Noodle and she’s slowly nodding her head. “She is?” Noodle gives me a thumbs up. “Huh. I didn’t notice.” I sit down on a stool and stare at the wall trying to figure out this conundrum.

“Really? She lights up just at the thought of you,” Noodle points out.

My head jerks up. “She does?”

“Uhm-hm.” Noodle grins slyly. “You love her, alright.”

Her guess is factual. I suppose I’d never given it too much thought. I mean, everyone gets a little nervous when they talk to girls, right?

“A new discovery,” I think out loud. “The question is why.”

“Do you think she’s ugly?”

I gawk at her words. “Absolutely not!”

“Dumb?”

“Far from it.”

“Dull?”

“Never.”

“Daring?”

“Always.”

“Then we’ve narrowed it down,” Noodle concludes triumphantly. “You think she’s pretty, clever, exciting, and adventurous.” She claps her hands and points to me. “You’re in love. And she likes you too.”

As swell as this sounds there’s a part of me that isn’t so confident.

“She’s never said anything,” I murmur and look away.

“This is what the books call unspoken love,” Noodle explains. “You each love one another but are too shy to admit it. If reading love stories has taught me anything it’s that unspoken love is a big waste of time. Just tell you how you feel.”

“Do the books ever mention that being easy?”

“Well, um- no.”

I groan and pull my hat over my face. “How do I tell her?”

“What if… You write her a letter?”

A quick laugh escapes me. “You know I can’t read. Writing kinda pairs with that.”

Noodle keeps a determined look. “Not yet. I’ll help you write a letter.”

Sorry, Noodle. I know she means well but my luck doesn’t always turn out on top, and I can’t risk that on Charlotte. 

“She might change her mind. I’ve got nothing to give her,” I murmur and look away. “All I have is my chocolate.”

“Um, did you see the wedded couple yesterday?” Noodle gushes. “Willy, life isn’t about living in luxury. Charlotte knows this. Why do you think she’s been helping?”

“She says she doesn’t know what her life’s purpose is,” I answer.

And yet… Having my own chocolate shop has been a never-ending dream. Now that’s it’s close enough to touch it seems too good to be true. Everything seems right… But when I fantasize deeper I picture all of my friends with me. And Charlotte. The kind girl from a chocolate empire with a heart just as sweet. Maybe Noodle’s right.

I let out a stretched yawn. “It’s late. I’m gonna hit the hay. Let’s put all this love stuff aside right now. Okay, Noodle?”

The witty girl wants to keep the conversation going but gives in. She walks back to her own door and gives one last smile.

“Fine. Tomorrow your dream comes true, Willy. You’ll finally have your own store.”

Yeah. And if I don’t mess up I might also have a date, too.

Charlotte’s POV

Something’s off. Father is never absent from breakfast. He never misses a chance to read the reviews in the paper and gloat at the passersbys through the window. And since today is the big day of Willy’s grand opening it makes his absence even more suspicious.

“Where’s father?” I ask Lottie as we clear the dishes.

“He was out all night. Another last-minute meeting.”

Uh-oh. Do they know about the shop opening? Is the Chief involved?

“One other thing,” the maid continues. “I know today is special, but do try to keep safe. And discrete. Lord knows what your father will do if he spots you at Mr. Wonka’s store.”

“I’ll be fine,” I assure her and check the mirror one last time. Hair’s a bit messy but there’s no time to fix it. “I have friends looking out for me. Oh! One of them is also named Lottie!”

Her worried frown melts away and she chuckles wisely. “Dear child. It’s so good to see you having fun.”

My heart aches a smidgen. “I wish you could join us instead of keeping cooped up here.”

Lottie shoos me to the stairs and swats me playfully with a drying towel. “I’ll be alright. Mr. Snickers is coming by later to chat. You go have fun!”

It’s time! Time to finally work in a store on my own free will. I sneak past Cindy and Mindy and weave through the crowd to Willy’s shop. The door opens and I see Willy’s hand beckon me inside.

“It’s the big day- Oh my!” I gasp. “You all look amazing!”

Everyone looks fantastic in their matching candy-striped uniforms! I wish I could have one but we all agreed it’d be too risky.

“Morning, Charlotte!” Willy grins. “I’m so glad you’re here!”

I- I am too! Wow. He looks really happy to see me. I mean he does with everyone but why does it look like he’s about to burst?

“Hi Charlotte!” Noodle cheers and hugs me from behind. “After today everything will get better. A little bird told me-”

“Okay, okay, let’s get to work!” Willy quickly leads her away. “We won’t be scrubbing any longer after this. Let’s open her up! Places, everyone!”

I follow him to the door and just as he’s about to open it I brush some dust off his coat and straighten his hat. A small gesture but he looks as if I just gave the world to him.

“This is your story, Willy,” I whisper and point to the crowd outside. “Make it a good one.”

His eyes shine a nostalgic light and he takes a deep breath. “Here we go, mama.”

Willy pushes the doors open and steps into the walkway, tipping his hat to the bystanders.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Greetings to you all and welcome to Wonka’s! Tremendous things are in store, both literally and metaphorically.”

One man looks at the dimly-lit shop in disbelief. “In there?”

Willy gets a mischievous smile. “Humor me.

Close your eyes and count to ten

Make a wish, now open them.

Here's a store that's like no other.

If it were, I wouldn't bother…”

Here it comes! The store sparks to life as multicolored lights dance across a golden sign displaying Wonka’s for all to see. People gasp and stare at the bewitching chocolate exhibits in the store windows. Others are creeping closer to try to get a better look inside. Willy takes full advantage and gladly ushers them in. Now everyone can see the chocolate world he's made for them!

“Chocolate bushes, chocolate trees.

Chocolate flowers and chocolate bees.

Chocolate memories that a boy once saved…

Before they melted away.

A world of your own!

A place to escape to.”

He walks with the man up the pink cobblestone ramp, twirling his cane at the giant chocolate tree. I take to my job of restocking inventory and demonstrating products. The kids love it!

“A world of your own!

Where you can be free.

Wherever you go,

Wherevеr life takes you.

This is your home!

A world of your own.”

Someone walks up behind me and suddenly Willy spins me around to pop a chocolate in my mouth. Why is he looking at me like that?

“Wow!” His eyes light up. “Your hair’s all… Whoa.”

My stomach drops. “What? Is it frizzy? Oh dear-!”

I frantically try to flatten it and smooth it back but Willy grabs my hands to stop me. Was he that close before? I’m not sure… With all the exciting chaos I didn’t notice. 

“Slow down! I love it!” he smiles.

I give my own shy smile. “You do? I must look like such a mess.”

“It’s adorable! I mean, um-” He scrambles to reword. “You don’t have to hide it.”

Before I can ask further he jumps on a boat circling the giant chocolate cherry tree. Everyone rushes around and digs into the scrumptious sugar buffet. What did he mean adorable?

“Hеre is the child that you left behind.

Here is the kid with the curious mind.

Here is the wonder we used to feel,

Back when the magic was real.”

One boy tugs at my skirt and points to a candy kite flying with licorice string. I pull it down and hand it to the grateful child, watching with delight as he gleefully takes a chomp at it. My feelings for Willy are second-rate to this. Seeing all these people so happy… This is what my life is for.

“A world of your own!

A place to go when you're

Feeling alone.

Feeling unsure.

Embrace the unknown.

Enjoy the adventure.”

I look up to see Willy’s climbed to the top of the tree. Up above the Scrubbits gang continues cycling to make the factory operate, making candy floss clouds twirl overhead. Willy scoops colorful candies onto the crowd and creates a literal candy shower!

“Let's go strolling in the clouds

Grab a handful, it's allowed.

Clouds are made of cotton candy.

Just keep your umbrella handy.

'Cause there's a hard rain gonna fall.

The crowd humors his trick by pulling out Wonka umbrellas as the rainbow sweets rain down. There’s a quick pop! and candy fireworks burst in the air.

“Humbugs, gumdrops, and aniseed balls.

Fireworks bring sugar string

To chew.

All the colors of the rainbow

And some others too.”

It’s all too good to be true! My life’s been missing something and this is it! Not just the candy store, no. It’s the business of happiness! The corporation of childhood innocence! And to top it off, Willy’s unbeatable energy. This is where I belong.

“How are things down here?” Noodle asks when she hops down from her perch. 

“I hope we made enough! I don’t know how long our supplies will last.”

“Uh-huh,” she thinks slowly. “And what about asking if Willy likes you?”

I hold up my hands to stop her and look to make sure no one heard. “Noodle! Don’t say such things! Today is all about the shop. I mean, look around!” I gawk and twirl down the aisle. “I’ve never felt so happy! Everyone here is happy! I can’t get enough of it!”

“I second that!” Willy calls and swings down to pull me into a tight hug. “It’s worth it to see you smile.”

Oh my-

“Willy! Look!” Piper rushes over waving a slip of paper. “Only one hour open and look at these profits!”

Willy slowly lets me go to examine the paper but keeps turning it around. Strange…

“Still can’t read?” Piper asks.

Noodle pats his shoulder encouragingly. “He’s getting better. We haven’t gotten to numbers yet.”

My face falls. “You can’t read?”

Willy avoids my gaze in embarrassment. “Well, um, no. I’ve never had to until now. But Noodle’s a fantastic professor!” He’s quick to recover.

My heart’s still saddened. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

He notices my melancholy eyes and turns with a worried expression. “What’s wrong?”

This feeling of happiness, all this joy… What a stupid idea. Face the music, Charlotte. A Fickelgruber is who you are and a Fickelgruber is what you’ll always be.

“Now I feel guilty. I’m always thinking about things that not everyone has. Things that are taken for granted. I keep having to remind myself that I’m-”

Willy keeps shaking his head and gently grabs my chin to make me face him. “Hey, we don’t mind. You’re not your father. You are Charlotte, and you are-”

“Mr. Wonka.”

He turns to address a customer. “Yes?”

Oh my God. His hair is turning blue.

“What’s going on here?” the customer asks concerningly.

“Oh my goodness. That’s impossible. Unless…” Willy, now dawning his own anxious tone, takes a bite out of a candy flower. “Yeti sweat. The most powerful hair potion in the world! I didn’t put it in there.” His wide eyes scan the crowd and he tries to get their attention. “Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please! There appears to be a manufacturing error! Do not eat the flowers!”

Here come the questions.

“Ah, why not?”

“What’s in them?”

“What’s the matter with this toadstool? My daughter took one bite and just look at her!” A frantic mother points to a girl with an orange mustache.

“There’s nothing wrong with the chocolate milk, is there?” A patron with green skin asks.

No. No! No! This is all wrong! This couldn’t have happened. Willy knows the formulas by heart. 

But he has to give in. “I’m so sorry to say this but it appears that the chocolate has been poisoned!” 

“Poison?”

“Poison!”

“You poisoned my child!”

Willy stutters at their blunt accusations. “I didn’t- I didn’t poison them.”

They won’t hurt him. I won’t let them! I throw myself in front of Willy to block him from the angry mob but it’s no use. They’re already attacking the store.

“I want my money back!”

“I want compensation!”

“I want revenge!”

All around us everything is smashed, shattered, and crushed. A rope is cut and the chandelier crashes to the floor, sending fire spreading across the shop. People are running a-muck everywhere and the chocolate starts to melt.

“Ah!”

A woman shoves me away and I tumble into a puddle of chocolate, smearing my dress, face, and hair in the sticky mess. The stampeding crowd kicks and trips over me, making me into an even bigger mess.

“Charlotte!” A firm hand pulls me up. It’s Willy. “Charlotte! Get out!”

“But the store!” I look around at the burning displays.

He doesn’t think twice. “Go!”

How long has it been? An hour? A whole day? The water hoses do their job but there’s no use saving this. The once-enchanting chocolate shop is now a smoking, twisted reminder of the magic it held. Everyone’s uniforms are covered with ash and melted chocolate.

“What happened?” Piper finally asks.

Abacus sighs. “Isn’t it obvious? The chocolate cartel.”

They look to me for any explanation but what can I say? The only ones who aren’t looking at me with distrust are Noodle and Willy, who’s sitting alone quietly in the dark.

Noodle tries to approach him. “It’s ok, Willy. We can rebuild. We can start again.”

“There’s no point, Noodle. Didn’t work.”

“What do you mean?” the girl asks softly.

Willy shakes his head, still looking into the distance at nothing. “She told me she would be here. She wasn’t.”

I swallow more nerves. “Your mom?”

“You didn’t actually think that-”

“No, I did,” Willy says with broken spirit. “A stupid dream.”

I gasp and choke back tears. “No, don’t say that!”

“Don’t ever say that!” Noodle orders.

Abacus walks up and signals for us to leave. “Come on, Noodle. I think Mr. Wonka needs to be alone.”

In my heart I know I should go too, but I can’t. Abacus is right. The big three did this, there’s no question. And it’s my fault. I could have done something to stop it.

I dig in my bag and hold out a coin sack. In it I’ve poured all of my allowance. Willy’s eyes nearly pop out when he sees it.

“Take it. Please. I can only give what I have but I’ll give everything to pay for this. Willy, I am so, so sorry.”

He still refuses the money but keeps looking at me with those sad brown eyes. “Did you know?”

That voice tugs at my heart even more. How can they do this to him? The sweetest man I’ve ever met and he’s beaten down to this.

“No,” I answer, trying to get my bearings. “Willy, I swear I had nothing to do with this! You need to believe me, I had no idea-”

“It’s not your fault, Charlotte,” Willy interrupts. “It’s mine. How could I believe in a stupid dream like that?” He takes off his hat and rubs his face. “No more dreaming. Everything in my life has been leading to this. And it’s all gone up in smoke.”

Oh, Willy. You looked so happy… Everyone was happy, so you were happy. You just wanted to make people happy. But none of us ever thought to make sure if you were happy.

“Tragedy what happened here.”

Both our heads jerk up to see the chocolate trio standing amongst the charred rubble.

“Charlotte, what are you doing here?” Father asks, appalled by my messy dress.

My face hardens and I glare at him sharply. “I was helping Mr. Wonka, father. Care to explain how this happened? Don’t act coy. I know you did it!”

Willy shows no sign of aggression. He looks at Slugworth with a defeated stare. “Take it you’re responsible?”

Slugworth chuckles. “Us? Oh, no. Well, not personally. We may have encouraged Mrs. Scrubbits to enhance your creations.”

“We paid her to poison them,” Prodnose clarifies.

Slugworth rolls his eyes. “Yes, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

So incredibly thick! 

They step closer and I see they’ve got a big briefcase. What-?

“Charlotte, wait outside,” Father commands.

I stand my ground next to Willy. “No.”

His jaw tightens. “Obey me and go. Wait. Outside.”

“No,” I bark. “I will never obey you after what you did to Willy! We just want to- AH!”

Father grabs a hold of my frizzy chocolate-covered hair and pulls me out of the dark shop.

“You have no place making pitiful dreams with this peasant.”

He shoves me out and shuts the door, locking it for good measure. 

“No! Let me in!” I scream and pound on the door. “Don’t hurt him!”

God, what will they do?! Scrap the candy shop. It will be a thousand times more horrid if Willy is hurt! What are they doing-?

Creak!

The worn-out door opens and Willy is pushed out by Slugworth, looking distant and deflated. The other two chocolatiers follow suit, but not before father makes one last spiteful remark.

“I’ll leave you to a short goodbye. No daughter of mine will be seen and involved with someone of his stature, so make it quick.”

I fall to my knees and hold Willy in a hug. I’m shaking so hard! What did they do?

“You’re not hurt?” I whisper.

He shakes his head, still staring at the floor. “In return for resigning from ever making chocolate, they agreed to pay the Scrubbits gang’s fees.” 

He tries to make it sound like an upside but his words tie a noose around what hopes I have left. Of course they would do this. Manipulate Willy’s kind mind to make him give up his favorite thing in the world.

“Never…? Never make chocolate again? You can’t mean that, Willy. You can’t give in to them!”

I try to shake him out of it but Willy’s made up his mind. No- He can’t! Because if Willy Wonka loses hope then everyone does!

“Charlotte, please be honest. Do you think I’m a joke like your dad does?”

I stop shaking him. My hands slip away and I step back to look at him with angered despair.

“Has your trust in me slipped so low to think that? That I’m one of them?”

He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t have to. I would think the same thing. My entire life will be determined by my family name. Like a curse. No one will remember Charlotte. Only the frail daughter of a wicked chocolatier who was lost to an empire of corruption.

“Time to go!” Father grabs my arm and steers me back towards home. “Hopefully all this madness will be put aside by tomorrow.”

They really are going to run Willy out of town. Just like every other chocolatier that posed a threat to them. I’ll never see Willy again…

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can i get your top glee headcanons??

or any glee stuff you just CANNOT stop thinking about

infodump pls king

i yapped so bad omg i’m serious … anyways here you go!!

i don’t have many specific hcs just kind of general stuff but let me get into this…

- bpd quinn fabray and bpd blaine anderson will always be famous to me

- bisexual finn & sam just real as hell… dare i even add bi4bi hudevans…?

- finntana bffs is literally my favorite thing of all time i fear </3 technically not completely hc since they’re actually friends but in my head they r Best Friends… its a need

- fuinn endgame 🙌 yall gotta stay w me on this ship fr hold on wait-!!!

- also technically canon friends but needed more quinncedes bffism ?? i still picture theyre very close. theyre occasionally lovers in my head as well

- i imagine college finn when i draw him but i love teacher finn bc i would die without the unique & finn dynamic in my head. hes her number 2 fan (kurt and mercedes are number 1). she is his favorite student TO ME!!!

- finn actually being protective and a good brother and friend is technically somewhat of an hc to me. they love acting like he’s an awesome friend but i always feel like it was never properly shown (aside from a few times, to my memory). needed him to whoop some ass protecting kurt at least once i fear!

- artana bffs… artie my beloved lowkey! i know him and santanas convos & texts are Crazy as hell… they love to talk shit it’s true it’s true…

- tina staying emo style wise is huge for me… i loved it so much on her… let her queen out idk.

- same w rachel lowk. her early season looks and outfits were soo cute, i always picture a similar style on her even when she’s older 😭 (honestly a lot of the characters s4-on i thought had kinda basic outfits ?? maybe it’s just me but idk. felt like they had more individual&unique styles in s1-3)

- honestly i mostly have so many friendship thoughts with no further elaboration. blaine/finn, britt/rachel, more mike/finn, more kurt/quinn, artie/mercedes, quinn/blaine ?!?!? def more but my mind is blanking…

- anything furt related i inject directly into my head and heart … siblings hit me in my chest like a bullet every time

- a more unserious one but kurt and quinn are literally sues gay son and thot daughter. her favorites i know this to be true

as for stuff i just can’t stop thinking about… oh you already know the first thing i’ll be bringing up…

- “can i show you something?… it’s my girlfriend. i used to have another photo but i like this one better” “why? she looks terrible” “cuz i think it’s the first one where you can really see her” TURN IT UP!!!😭😭😭

- “you’re the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen in my life” …yall could never make me hate fuinn im sorry like look at the material

- finntana hugs, fuinn s4 hug specifically, furt hugs … its simple… finn hug = cinema

- quinn wanting mercedes there when she delivered her baby. this was serious for me

- “you’re gonna dance it with me dude” + him singing to kurt will forever live in my heart. mhm mhm lemme not forget my furt

- marley jake & unique. just pure bffism. theyre unique defenders 4L & i think thats beautiful as fuck

- “sam just tweeted that i smell good” “i wont stop til its trending” SAMCEDES!!! 😭😭😭

- sam’s “bring it” & finn’s “brung”

- samcedes, fuinn, brittana, klaine … my ultimate beloveds really. + jarley :-)

- and, lastly: “there’s only one person in this world who can tell you what you are” “me” “no, me. sue sylvester.”