#sparks anon

[cryptic-underground]

The poetry thing poked me in the heart( how dare you)! Would Wukong ever get to see them?

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Ahh, Sparks !! Hello again! (Hope it's alright if I call you that-)

I stabbed myself whilst thinking of it, so recoil damage hehe.

And he would, eventually. It would be 'round when Mac and Wukong have been dating for a while. Wukong had listened to him bitch about how messy his storage situation was and he had a free day, so he offered to help Mac out. While organizing all the boxes, when Mac stepped out to get refreshments, he would stumble upon a tattered box filled with papers and folders; the restraint to not read them lasted about two seconds after seeing the word Peaches on one of the papers. Long story short, once Mac comes back, he finds Wukong close to sobbing (he'd only gotten through the hating Wukong Era poetry at that point) whilst holding a particularly depressing poem. His first instincts are to burn every single page out of embarrassment, but Wukong stops him. He somehow convinces Mac to let him take a few letters every week to read, though very reluctantly.

Afterward, Wukong would press some of his favorites in a little book to keep with him. As well as asking for new poems on his birthday. Mac would also begin leaving tiny notes in Wukong's work bag, in his blazer pocket, on his bedside table whenever he knows he's having a particularly bad day.

Wukong would do similar things, but more action wise than with words in typical Wukong fashion :)

[selfship-confession-box]

I’m trying to figure something out

the other day I was trying to see how many f/o’s I had in past.. AND I AM SO FRICKIN CONFUSED! Idk if this one person could be considered an f/o

cuz I hd never read fanfiction for them at all, but I loved watching interviews with them and would binge everything with them In it

I FRICKIN LOVED HIM

but I never did any interaction with the fandom then

so would it count?!?!

IDK

— 🔥✨ anon (I have no idea if it’s taken)

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[deep-space-lines]

okay but like. I just had the weirdest thought about that ‘don’t look I’m naked’ comic. Which is that that’s essentially the same thing Adam and Eve did after they ate the fruit of knowledge of good&evil. So I feel like the theological implications of that could kneecap Gabe if he doesn’t think V1 is a being with free will.

yeah ok. i dunno man. is this anything

((side note. this isn’t necessarily meant to be in-character or story-accurate or take place at any particular point in time, just a way to explore some Thoughts. i was also imagining more that V1’s words aren't actually spoken, more like Gabriel’s more articulate interpretation of whatever garbled mechanical noise V1 is using to communicate. I think an angel could do that.))

and then they fucked nasty the end

[juniperarts]

I think you like pavitr.. Don't know tho, its just a theory after all.

Idk what has you thinking that.

Interesting theory tho 🤔

Curious to know why you think so

He's an ok character I guess

*looks at my icon for a split second* anyways-

Imma go draw (not Pavitr)

[urhoneycombwitch]

lulu, which Eddie version/ au is rotting your mind atm?

ohhhhhhhh great question with a +18 answer. gn!Reader

I’m kind of sick in the head rn over older!Eddie. like he’s your gruff old neighbor in your shitty apartments. the walls are so thin you can hear everything through them- including Mr. Munson’s music. heavy metal and thumping guitar keeps you from taking a nap one day, so you pound your fist a few times against your shared wall and the music instantly goes down.

you feel almost bad for dealing w/ the issue a bit childishly but whatever, it’s resolved for now. later that evening there’s a knock at your door, and it’s Eddie- holding out a Tupperware of brownies. “Apologies for the noise earlier, darlin’. hope I didn’t disturb you too much.”

and fuck he looks god. black button down revealing a white strip of chest, ink tattoos furling out from the sleeves. a bit of stubble. hair shot through with shocks of silver.

can’t help but forgive him.

later that same night, you hear him stumble in with some woman, her moans not nearly as loud as his.

you’d almost think he’s putting on a show for you. your hand dips into your underwear, stroking at yourself, matching your movements with the tempo of Eddie’s grunts and huffs.

you come at the crescendo of noises as he tips over the edge, too, biting into the top of your shirt to muffle your own groans.

there’s soft soft giggling from the other side of the wall, then the sound of a sink running. you let your eyelids drift close, the sound of quiet aftercare lulling you to sleep.

in the morning, Eddie knocks again. He’s leaning into his elbow against the doorframe, says with an arched brow- “You know the walls here are thin, right, angel? Don’t think I didn’t hear every little sound you made for me.”

you let him in pretty damn quick.

[sparkbeast20]

About the blood fanfic - imagine belphegor and satan try to prank Lucifer by giving him some of MCs blood expect him to just act funny but instead he goes on a rampage and tries to hunt down MC

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I love this idea!! just think of horror when Satan and Belphie chase and look for Lucifer, only to find him holding MC tight, his claws sinking into MC's skins blood oozing out, MC is out cold, and Lucifer has his jaw biting down on MC's shoulder.

Both Satan and Belphie stare into the craze eyes of Lucifer, both froze in fear do to knowing that they cause this, and because of little prank.

[scrimblyscrorblo]

Drawing request: Can you draw a fusion of either Tanjiro/Genya, Uzui/Giyuu, Shinobu/Mitsuri or Shinobu/Giyuu? Sorry, it's a lot, whichever one you choose, it's cool with me!

Thank you for the request! I picked an uzugiyuu fusion cuz I’ve already been thinking about it but I do wanna try some others

I drew them differently every drawing but we can ignore that, I wanted to try out the different way of doing the uniforms

The haori tends to hang off of their shoulders sometimes - when they fuse it’s a mess, a living paradox of personality

I imagine they’re very calm and introverted until it’s their specific people, then he’s loud af including: Makio, Suma, Hina, Shinobu, Rengoku & The Kamados

[thewiglesswonder]

You know the TFA Decepticons aren’t an oppressed minority right? DJW even said their Rise Up rhetoric was a jab at how conservatives preach about Protecting Freedoms, and in the Allspark Almanac it’s explained they wanted to colonize other planets and the Autobots objected to that. The Decepticons were exiled for being military fascists.

I'd really, really love to know where I've ever said that on this blog, but since you seem very convinced that I did, let's look at the lore again. I don't feel like trawling the internet for this specific tweet/whatever form this DJW evidence has, so if you have that, I'd love to see it.

This timeline from the Allspark Almanac II pretty clearly states that the entire crux of Cybertronian society as a whole has rested on colonization, very early on in their species' history. Their "Golden Age" 8 billion stellar cycles ago is characterized by expansion that led to the colonization (!!!) of their solar system, further colonization only prevented by isolationism.

The earliest indications of the factional split that mark their history exist within the ruling class Guardians and the Malignus, defined as a "military caste". This implies that Golden Age Cybertron existed as a caste system. Which I would take a guess as not being particularly great.

And when we get to the first (again, quoted from the text here,) "military coup", it's executed by the political ancestors of the Autobots. Not a peep about the Malignus while that was going on.

This faction eventually becomes the Protectobots, and the most notable thing about them is that their leader attempted a Great Purge of "undesirable elements" from their society. I'd be hard pressed to think I'm wrong in thinking that's kinda fucked up. We're not given explicit reasons for this 17 million year war, but wars don't happen without someone to oppose someone else, and we get this in the form of the Destrons.

As for the point about colonization: my point is not that the Decepticon's motivations are not what we see in canon. Not at all. My point is that the Autobots have the same fucking motivation.

The Age of Expansion literally begins when the Autobots take power! It only ends when they butt heads with the Quintessons! Colonization, militarism, and facism, as you put it, are not traits that are unique to Decepticons.

And, according to this timeline and historical reasoning given, there is no mention of either faction's position on further expansion. The formation of the Decepticons is rooted in the divide between labor and military aligned Cybertronians. Both sections are equally responsible for the imperialistic efforts of their Empire/Commonwealth/whatever you want to call it, and make no mistake, this does continue into the present day! From both factions!

Assuming you're referring to my hefty lean towards the Cons in terms of character/exploration interest in the gist of your message, my goal here is not to elevate them to the same Good Guy Status the Autobots have by virtue of being the protagonists. I am fully and completely aware that they are a group of insane zealots that have rallied under a guy who was described by his own VA as an "elegant bully". Rather, I think what you're picking up on is my focus on the fact that the Autobots in Animated have more than their fair share of insidious shit going on.

They retain what is essentially a military dictatorship, with the position of Magnus being only theoretically beholden to the will of the Council and Guilds, as seen when Sentinel was able to fire Fortress Maximus with no approval from the Council and got nothing more than a disapproving sentence from Alpha Trion. We have no word on how their schooling institutions work, but all of it seems heavily centered on their version of the military they've concocted in the absence of warbuilds. And, just in case we forgot about Sentinel's proposed budget...

And that's not even getting into how fucked up Autobot culture is! They're unspeakably xenophobic, throw around propagandistic phrases like they're nothing ("Cogs in the Great Autobot Machine", anyone?), have an incredibly questionable justice system if Wasp is anything to go by, and this only seems to be getting worse at the end of Season 3, if Sentinel's curfews and public service announcements are anything to go by.

I'm not trying to make the Decepticons look better. I'm trying to make the Autobots look worse.

[laurasimonsdaughter]

Idea:

Docile Werewolves that live in a sci-fi setting on a terraformed moon.

However, they don't actually know they are werewolves due to their stress-free environment, and are basically born in their Werebeast form. Many who visit this moon who know call them "Moon Huskies" because of how friendly, fluffy, and dramatic they are and can be.

And then one day a human visits... and gets turned by accident. It was bound to happen one day, but no one expected it to be that day. It was inevitable.

(Turns out getting licked on a bleeding cut is just as effective as getting bit when it comes to becoming big ouppy)

Field Notes

Study: Canis lunare in their natural habitat Author: M. Wagid Date/time: Tue Mar 19 17:36 2811 UTC Location: Vallis Rheita, 41.5°S 50.9°E Subjects present: 11 (4 juveniles)

As predicted in previous entries all data collection will fall to me for the foreseeable future. Dr. Cyran has not been able to regain her human form since her sudden transformation three days ago. Visually she is now indistinguishable from the other lunar wolves. Communication with her is proving challenging. (She is extremely impatient and growls at me.)

The subject who seems to be responsible for her transformation by his attempt to help her after the minor injury sustained on [exact date??] has not left her side. He is frequently showing behaviours associated with shame and apology (nonverbal communication #7 and #8, alternating with #11). Dr. Cyran seems unable to communicate with the other wolves the way they do amongst themselves, but still understands me perfectly.

My current hypothesis is that we are not dealing with an indigenous lunar species as previously thought, but a lost lunar colony populated with humans, who afterwards developed a distinct type of lycanthropy. This must have been the work of many generations. Subjects seem as shocked by this incident as we are.

I suggested a medical return to Earth to Dr. Cyran, but she snapped at me. Will continue to work on language barrier.

[khihi]

sometimes i remember that joker out during esc tried to push some romance between bojan and noa kirel as a marketing ploy only for bojan to end up in a silly little will they won't they b/romance with a man who wears a bowl cut unironically and everybody ate it up and loved it. and then i get a little happier

oh my god yeah... i completely forgot about that whole thing 💀 it was a little with blanca paloma too i think but yeah mostly kirel lmao

they tried to push the heterosexual narrative but there was really nothing that could even come close to the genuine chemistry Bojan and Jere (and the rest of JO) had and i think that's beautiful 💕

[cryptic-underground]

Completely off topic but I noticed you reblog a lot of monster high stuff and Idk why it made me so happy to see another person who likes both Monkie kid and Monster high. I personally have a deep monster high addiction lol.

-✨Sparks✨

Yeah! I was really into it as a kid, and I still am so every once and awhile I'll need a Monster High boost. This means I spam my account for who knows when with content for it, as custom for any of my interests that rotate every couple of months. Long-time followers have witnessed this countless times, lol

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

ok now speaking of dreams, i just had one where i took Gabriel shopping and he was wearing that one dress like in the New Blood 10th anniversary art. he really liked nail polish and i just stood there as he tried on all 1628499302 samples available

This is just my (possibly weird? Or is it common idk) head canon that he doesn’t have nails so I’m just imagining that he’s drenched in paint

Help

[emberglowfox]

I have a habit of taking pictures in the middle of battle in botw and totk so all of my enemies are about to beat my ass, how bout yours?

yeah.

[l0gitex]

wee

[spacexseven]

sorry for the late reply! And to answer some of your questions in the tags, it’s actually all three. A “final girl” is a basically a trope that means a character (usually protagonist) that is “pure, feminine, and the victim” during a horror film. They’re usually a victim of chance or have a distant past connection to the killer. Be it their intelligence, connection, or simply pure luck, the final girl is able to avoid death until the end where: 1) they survive to the end and defeat their killer 2) they escape or 3) they die regardless. I was thinking of killer! yan bsd, but I was also intrigued with a victim/final girl! bsd. An example of an idea that’s currently plaguing my mind is Final Girl! Nikolai. I liked the idea of a serial killer targeting magician/or whimsical (maybe ability users) people and choosing nikolai as target. cat and mouse chase, and they end getting the drop on him (how? idk). Its kinda a slow burn horror, but regardless nikolai fights back. this is a gist and example. Tuna, i’m so sorry about throwing this ramble dump at you. 🙈 this is just an idea, nothing you actually have to do. im just happy sharing this with you - 🦄

ahahahaha....there was a lot i had to say about this, but i kept it as brief as i could because i Might...might do a series/oneshot w this au. Maybe </3 thank you for sharing this gem of an idea i am very excited to dig in nomnomnom. tagged under 'sk reader au 🐟'

gn! reader, is a serial killer & implied to have an ability that can 'collect' other abilities. can be read as a yandere reader.

cw: stalking, murder, violence

ability users are fascinating little things.

especially when they try everything in their power to stay alive. it's a wonderful sight, to see those that always stood above regular people, to see those regarded as gifted, desperately attempt to survive. there was something intoxicating about holding power above the same ability users that were feared by all.

but your interest was less in the users and more in the ability itself.

there was a lot you hoped to learn about abilities, regardless of the type. there must be a reason as to why some were sentient, why some were so much more powerful than others, why some were uncontrollable, and the best way to learn, was of course, through the ability itself. you were willing to do anything to satisfy your curiousity, even if it meant the user had to die for their abilities to join your collection.

you had fond memories with all of them; flawless made for an exhilarating fight, always a step ahead until you sunk your claws into the frightened figure of a dark-eyed ability user, rashōmon was unique, the dark mass almost besting you, but, in the end, you stood victorious over a sickly body—even if you hadn't gone after it, this was an ability that wasn't meant to survive for long, and you liked to think that it was for the best that it joined you instead of disappearing with its user. and of course, discourse on decadence was unforgettable. you remembered it belonged to some goverment agent who was hot on your trail—it was the closest anyone came to stopping you—and your most recent kill.

usually, you didn't like picking favorites. each ability was fascinating and unique in its own way, but it was undeniable that one in particular stood out to you.

the overcoat was an interesting ability. at first sight, it appeared quite simple, but you had viewed it in action too many times to know just how frightening it was. how easy it was to turn it into a lethal weapon—to reach in and twist out a limb or to drain out the blood from a vein. the seemingly unlimited potential of the ability, however, was only one of the aspects that intrigued you.

generally, you've never cared for the users as much as you did their abilities. while you enjoyed the brutal torture you made them suffer, and you liked hunting them down, they always came secondary to their abilities. you didn't care to know their names or their personal stories. despite all that, a name—nikolai gogol—had made his way on your list of targets, scrawled next to his ability.

it'd only take you a minute to identify nikolai in a sea of people.

whether he had the scar over his eye showing or hidden, whether he was wearing glasses or colored contacts, no matter what wig he wore or how ordinary he tried to look, you would immediately be able to point him out. no disguise, no false identity could hide him from you—you know this because he's tried, many times now, to fool you. but you've always known it was him, from the slightest strain of his voice when disguised, the unsettling blankness in his gaze when he looked at you, the subtle upturn of his lips when he approached you. you knew it was him from the way he titled his head when asking you a question, the way he said your name, and even the syllables he stressed when he spoke.

he approached you first as a police officer, then as a detective, a local politician, and even an assassin. You had already noted down each encounter you had with him, the details of each false identity, and what you had learned from it. it was a feat in itself that nikolai had survived so many encounters with you. perhaps it was because of your growing obsession with him,

(somehow, you always knew that your last victim would be nikolai. he'd be a fitting end for your legacy, as the ability user who had been watching you from the very start. the only ability user you could see as more than a shell for his powers. the only one who escaped you once.)

initially, you believed that nikolai followed you around for self-driven justice, to punish you for your crimes. (the policeman getup convinced you of that much), but instead of lunging at you, he watched, enraptured, as you stole the perfect crime, and he followed you closely as you stalked the user of falling camellia, doing nothing to stop you either time. and every time after that, be it walking past him in the busy streets of yokohama or meeting him as your taxi driver, nikolai had yet to try and expose your crimes and exact revenge. he never held a blade up to your throat, never used the very frightening ability of his on you.

his passivity, however, did nothing to quench your bloodthirst.

it was you who attacked him first.

you're no stranger to hunting down your prey. it was something you anticipated now, the sound of footsteps making their way around corners, the sight of shaking shoulders and trembling hands as they hid behind walls, the way fear consumed them when you finally cornered them; you relished in the hunt as much as you did the result.

nikolai doesn't make it much of a hunt. he's quick, with his coat fluttering around him. his footsteps, you remember, are light and quick, his breathing staggered as he laughed wildly. he snatches up your gun with a hand through his coat, and shoots blindly. there is despair consuming his mind, no panic climbing up his spine. his heart rate accelerates not out of fear, but out of thrill, and he looks at you with unrestrained elation. this was no hunt, nikolai wasn't hiding from you—this was a chase. just as you approached a dead end, and you think you can finally, finally, shove him into a corner, nikolai turns to smile at you one last time, before disappearing into a flurry of his coat. as you stand alone, a dark glove laid on the floor ahead of you catches your attention; his glove might have caught on a jagged end and fallen, you think. after cleaning up his mess, you silently pocket it, still haunted by that uninhibited look and that devilish grin.

nikolai is everywhere after that, taunting you.

he sits across you from the train, he takes your order in a restaurant, he applauds you from a distance, after watching you drag away yet another body, congratulating you on another successful kill.

"next time," he smiles at you, all coy and enticing, "i hope it's me."

you hope so too, but you don't let him have the pleasure of knowing that. the scowl on your blood-streaked face sends him spinning away in giggles.

it wasn't the next time, but after a few more dead bodies and many more warnings about your work are played on the news, you meet nikolai again. nikolai gogol is no easy prey, but you're not one to be bested twice. this time, you don't let him run. you're finally on top of him, blood pooling out of where your knife was stuck in his thigh, his coat ripped off him and abandoned somewhere else. it would be so easy to kill him now, so easy to watch him bleed out and claim his ability as yours, but for the first time, you hesitated on delivering the killing blow.

this time, it's not the ability you're after, is it?

[sparkbeast20]

I remember that in WHB they do mention about The black 10 commandments, but I can't seem to find it anywhere 🥹 Do you know where I can see full 10 rules of WHB Hell?

It's in the official site for WHB