#squishing two hyperfixations together

[metalhoops]

There are lots of modern aus with rockstar Eddie, and actor or professional sportsman Steve but I propose professional wrestler Steddie. I know this is niche, but hear me out. Wrestling is the perfect mix of sports (Steve) and drama/ camp (Eddie). 

You have a baby face Steve Harrington, who the crowd adores because he’s charismatic on the mic and not afraid to get a little bloody in his matches. Then you have heel Eddie who the crowd loves to hate. He’s got a Lost Boys-style vampire gimmick going on, heavy metal entrance music and has adopted the habit of walking in through the crowds. He’s amazing in tables matches and will take any opportunity to do a choke slam through the announce desk. 

The two don’t face each other in the ring often because Steve’s in a longtime feud with Billy Hargrove, whose a hell of a heel but downright dangerous in and out of the ring. He often refuses to sell for Steve and to make matters worse he’s a fan of not pulling his punches. 

Eddie and Steve don’t talk much in the locker rooms, they run in different circles and Eddie has the sneaking suspicion Steve is a stuck-up asshole (he’s not).  

They end up in a Royal Rumble match, where thirty-odd competitors get in a ring and fight to be the last one standing. Eddie’s sticking to the script. He keeps close to the guy he’s in a feud with until he catches Steve take a bump out of the corner of his eye. Billy’s on him and he’s not pulling his punches. Steve’s nose is gushing. The producers will be pissed because the T.V. network is getting squeamish about showing lots of blood. It’s not the 80s anymore. People don’t do that. 

Against his better judgment, Eddie decides to go off script. He takes Billy by surprise and manages to get him over the top rope. He wasn’t supposed to win anyway, so it wasn’t like they were going to dock his pay. He might get hazed in the locker room but that was a worry for another day. 

To Eddie’s surprise, Steve looks at him and shoots him a brilliant smile, his teeth filled with blood, his eyes shimmering with mischief. Someone tries to grapple with Eddie from behind but Steve intercepts, saving his ass. Eddie wasn’t meant to win the match either but he wanted as much airtime as he could get. He hates to admit it but he and Steve make a good team. Viewers seemed to agree. 

The next day Eddie is approached by his manager, telling him the higher-ups want him and Steve as a tag team. Which means one of two things. He and Steve were going to see a lot more of one another, and for once, Eddie was going to have to play the role of the good guy. It ends with them getting up way too close and personal in practice and pining hard over one another. 

[daughter-of-jod]

Bone Moat

Me: hears anything about bones

Is this Harrow-core?

[welp-back-on-my-bs]

Obey me x AuDHD MC

Liveing in devildom- was so fucking hard at first. Especially about the first two weeks to month. Why?

You can't go home. Everything is differnt. All these fuckin people, or well demons are here. Sure they may be your special interest/have hyperfixated on them. But now- all was hell.

I fell like Mammon and Levi were the two easiest for you to get along with at first. I mean, Mammon is your caretaker for while you attend RAD, so he is gonna have to learn sooner or later. He knows how to care for you and protect you from other demons.

But Levi, you clicked with him on a DEEP Neurodivergent level. He even helps you find your comfort foods after a bit. You two just kinda hangout, gaming together or separately, or whatever you need to do. (Levi is so autistic coded holy fuck- add on all the brothers PTSD and there ya go :>)

Next brothers you clicked well with is Satan and Beel. Satan has allways been quite respectful of your boundaries and you are sure to do the same with him. He is your designated study buddy, since he won't distract you and will happily help of you have any questions. Even if he isn't doing anything, he likes that he can just read and you'll do your work until you need help.

Beel honestly eats whatever you don't like. He is the God of knowing what you will and won't like. He is also a good person if ya just need a good squish and to help get you grounded or to exorcize with. He is there for you, as long as you are there for him.

When it comes to Asmo, he is definately quite slow when it comes to picking up kn your needs. Bit when he does, he let's you hangout with him whenever or comes to hangout with you whenever. If he does your makeup, he checks to be sure you're ok with the texture of whatever he is doing, if not he will find somethjng that you like. He makes sure that you have gone trough with your hygiene routine and even will do it with you! He just wants you to feel amazing inside and out

Lucifer had definately had a hard time connecting well to Levi compared to the rest of his brothers (other than tantan-). So I do think he would still be one of the last for you to fully get that connection with. His strictness and unusual punishments definately didn't help your relationship. But when Levi and Mammon fuckin give him hell, and explain everything. It starts to click for him. He does some research, makes sure RAD has the ability to properly support yours (and Levis) education, and makes changes to provide what you need. He even makes sure you know of you need anything, all you have to do is ask. He may have chosen you, but he didn't know at the time all that that choice had entailed.

Belphie after the events, works his fuckin ass off to be sure you KNOW how sorry he is. But when you shake it off and just give him a broken 'I'm used to it'. He just- he is a little pissed ya know. He makes sure to put an effort into helping you out. He often is around you or Beel is. He dosent want anyone else to make the same choices he did. (He is also autistic, imo-)

Lord Divolo tought it interesting when you were selected as a human world representative. But, he was sure that he and Barbatos had the correct information on how to support you, and get you trough it. They did however, forget to mention it to anyone else, they got really busy. But there was catering from the human world at RAD and at the palace for you so you can get that bit of comfort of home. He made sure you also had good spaces to take tests and do assignments that wouldn't be used by anyone not permitted lest they be cursed♡

Barbatos is your number two person to go to for supports. He may serve lord Diavolo, but he was also instructed and learned how to properly support you in any situation. He enjoys spending time with you, finding your way of thinking quite amusing and intriguing to say the least.

Simeon like allways treats you very well. He does also find it a little weird that he and a human are able to connect so well, but he is glad that he does with you. He even debates with himself on becoming your guardian angel.

Luke, the little dog, very much appreciates and adores you as an older sibling. Sure, the thibgs you do may be even weirder than the demons. But they have such earnestness to them that hecant help but look up to you.

Solomon very much is intrigued by you. He loves how doffernt you are from the normal person, and he feels much more relaxed. He is happy to teach and toutour you, figuring out easily what helps you learn the best.

[rebel-zavier]

i spent too long on this skin concept not to post it actually

this is my silly little son broker exiled he exists purely to squish two of my hyperfixations together and i lovve him

[hmshermitcraft]

(for the pillow talk theme)

grian is terrible at pillow talk. etho and cleo find this out very quickly, the first night they all spend together in fact.

they’re all laying out in the big bed etho made by pushing several smaller beds together, cuddling and enjoying one another’s presence when grian speaks up.

“you know…” he starts, sitting up and staring at cleo and etho in the dark. “i think that if it came down to it, i’d let one of you kill me.” his eyes shine faintly purple, probably the light of the nether portal across the room. etho stares for a moment, his tail twitching where it was curled over cleo’s stomach. cleo just drags grian back into their chest, ruffling his hair while he squeaks out protests, sounding remarkably like an offended bird.

“hush,” cleo chastises, rolling onto her side to squish grian between herself and etho. “we can think about that later.”

“cleo’s right,” etho agrees, wrapping his arms around grian’s waist. he’s worried about what will happen, about when he’ll end up losing the two of them like he’s lost everyone else he ever bonded with in these games, but cleo is right, they can think about that later.

for now, the three of them are comfortable and safe. etho is scared, probably, but they’re all okay right now and that’s what he should be focusing on.

-💕anon

(new life series reignited my hc hyperfixation and i can’t stop thinking about these three, they mean so much to me)

Grian knows 'later' will come sooner than they expect. It always does, somehow sneaking in when they've settled into something like normalcy. Things like pillow talk seem a little meaningless when he looks ahead into the future. This is time they could be strategising - discussing ideas and builds to maximise their time.

(Not that Grian wants to win, no. He's done that already. There's nothing waiting for him on the winners podium.)

But, Cleo and Etho are right. Later, however soon it'll come, is still later. And he should enjoy the now whilst it lasts.

Or, as Cleo eloquently puts in the morning, "No talking about murder at bedtime."

[cybertroniannugget]

Pangea and mt Vesuvius

Not what I originally intended to post here, as I'm writing some spice at the moment but THIS is what my mind was occupied with all freaking day... The whole desaster takes place somewhere in the first movie or between 1 and two. Some details are changed up Which I did on purpose. I know all the movies from start to finish because the hyperfixations are hyperfixating real hard right now.

This is just a random story of how I get idk let's say teleported into the bayverse movies and how I'd probably handle that.

While I sprinkled in a bit more confidence than I actually got, I think it's an accurate representation of what kind of person I am: always cracking jokes, overthinking EVERYTHING, random useless knowledge that turns out to be somewhat useful.

About this fic: sfw, implied romance with OP, trans ftm character, no reader just Alex, confused Autobots they still need to learn so much about earth and everything, I also don't know okay?

This is just me struggling while simping hard for Optimus.

But we still ain't know what fucked up big M's navigation system when he crashed. Infact, why are all of our navigation systems useless here?! ", Jazz adressed, arms crossed over his chassis. "We all be getting lost all the time.

"I think I know why"

Oh please, why did I speak up just now...

All optics and eyes were fixed on me as I said that, making me immediately regret opening my mouth in the first place but here we are now.

"What? Maybe your systems think you're on Pangea.", I said, taking in the same position as Jazz by crossing my arms over my chest.

Optimus leaned closer, one servo on the railing, blue optics studying me thoroughly as to look for any signs of lie in my attitude.

"Pangea? May you elaborate?"

Hearing this deep voice so full of interest made me feel things honestly.

"The supercontinent. Wait, Imma show you."

I take out my phone, careful not to reveal the background, because I couldn't find the time to change it yet.

"Here, this is earth today. You see everything, Europe, Asia, South and North America, Autralia, Greenland and all the islands in the oceans."

"And this is Pangea, it broke apart into the continents as we know them today about 200 million years ago. This is probably what Megatron had in mind. See? When you look at a map of earth today you might think, if you turn south America around and snug it up to north America, they fit like a puzzle. It's because they were together as part of the supercontinent. Or push it up to Africa, same thing. Just squish it all together"

"That human is incredibly well educated.", Ratchet chimed in.

"That human has a name and thank you."

"But why did that happen? It makes no sense.", Ironhide complained, lifting one servo as to show his frustration in what I just said.

"If I may...", I look at Lennox, awaiting some kind of approval to continue. He nods and so I proceed with my explanation.

"Well, I don't know how to explain it scientifically, but I'll try to make it understandable."

Optimus nods, listening carefully. How do these highly educated space robots not know about that? But who am I to judge, they aren't from here so I can't expect them to know everything about earth.

"I think it probably started because of something called mantle convection. That means the heat from earth's interior rises up to the hardened crust. That caused it to break open, creating a volcanic rift zone. The cracks went further, the tectonic plates drifted apart. The rifts filled with water over time and while the plates drifted farther away, the oceans were formed. Or something like that I don't know but today we've got 6 continents."

Always undermining everything I say, great job on trying to act confident...

"And Greenland, I don't discriminate.", I added as some people eyed me.

"But I don't know if Pangea is what your systems used as the base to calculate. There were other tectonic combinations even before that, but it's a wild guess I'd say. I am certain it was one of them."

As I was explaining, Optimus' gaze changed to a warmer tone and I could feel my pulse rise to my ears. He was just so beautiful, and seeing him for the first time in person made my heart flutter uncontrollably. I wish I could tell him how I feel,

But this is real. No scenarios, no daydreaming or fanfiction. It was as real as it could get. Damn it, I wanted to shift here, not get teleported or whatever caused me to end up here with all of them. I hope we can atleast become friends. No need to get my hopes up though.

"Alexander?"

The baritone voice of the Prime pulled me out of my thoughts about him.

"Hm?"

"What kind of heat were you talking about?"

"Oh that. Well, starting at earth's core, it's liquid magma. It's really hot, like 5.200 Celsius hot. 9.000 something Fahrenheit for the Americans here..."

This was met with laughter and I continued with my lesson or whatever you might wanna call it I don't care, I'm struggling here okay?

"The further you go up, the 'cooler' it gets.", I say, underlining the word cooler with my hands in a joking matter.

"They probably got fancy scientific names but don't ask me which. Anyways shit's really hot. And it's what shoots up from volcanoes.", I finish as I look into a round of confused optics and a few tilted helms.

"Volcanoes? When tectonic plates crush against each other, or built up pressure is released, no?"

They all look at eachother, chuckling coming from my fellow humans around me.

"Okay here, that's mt vesuvius, big ass volcano."

"Sometimes these mfs shoot lava from this hole up there, pretty fascinating and scary at the same time.. It looks like this.", I add as they look at the pictures, not knowing whether to be amazed or afraid.

"The glowing stuff you see here is the lava. When it's still underneath the crust it's called magma."

"Are there many on earth?"

"Yup, don't get too close."

Optimus' optics widen at that statement of mine

"Don't worry bossbot, not on this island. The closest from here is next to Madagascar, Africa. Unless you decide to swim a few rounds up there there's no need to get worried."

The Prime relaxes, shoulders dropping while optics still focused on me.

Why is he looking at me like that? I mean I ain't complaining but if he continues like that Imma internally combust.

"You explain everything so well Alexander."

"Please, call me Alex. Alexander seems so long."

The Prime nods understandingly. "Very well then, Alex."

Oh god make it stop. I love you so much Optimus please...!

"His heart rate just shot up exponentially.", Ratchet mentioned and it was right then and there that I wanted to vanish, dissappear, sink into the ground, never to be seen again.

"Haha yeah, chronic Tachycardia, no need to worry."

That was a lie. Yes, my pulse is through the roof right now, but I've got no heart disease.

As I was met with confusion from every bot except Ratchet I explained before any questions could be asked.

"It's a general term to describe an elevated heartrate. You know, the thing in a human's chest that pumps blood through our body."

"Blood?"

"Oh come on. Okay, well then I can explain that to you guys later. And answer any questions you have as it seems no one else here cares about your education on earth and it's inhabitants.", I say grumpily, looking at Lennox, who raised his hands in defeat.

"I can see us becoming friends Alex.", Jazz laughed.

"Looking forward to it!", I said, pointing fingerguns at the silver bot, which is met with more laughter.

"Okay, class is over, what are we gonna do now?", Ironhide asks into the round of bots and humans.

I just shrug, looking at Optimus, who was still looking at me. But when I looked at him, he quickly looked away to Ironhide.

Cutie~

"Alex seems to know so much, why not ask her?."

That statement of a bystanding soldier was met with a glare from Optimus.

"Alex is a he, you better make sure to remember that!"

They went to protest, but Optimus wouldn't let them. "Unless you wish to get what humans call fired."

Oh shit he's really mad...

"I will make sure of that if you continue your unreasonable behavior."

As he said that I could swear I saw the soldier shrink right then and there infront of my own two eyes.

He looks at everyone. "This counts for everyone here. You will respect Alex."

Oh god, he's standing up for me I can't please marry me Optimus, like right now!

"Okay, lessons aside.", Epps put a hand on my shoulder, smiling. "You were great by the way. I think we can use that for good."

He looked between everyone, a stern expression replacing the warm smile, hand leaving my shoulder. "As much as of a crucial hint this is, we can't know for sure what's exactly causing the malfunction. Better dig people."

True honestly, but HOW is anyone supposed to figure it out without cutting someone open? Megs maybe...?!

"Something's on your mind again, I can see that.", Bumblebee said with snippets over the radio.

"What, me?! It's nothing."

"Nothing?!", Jazz protested. "You just gave us the best clue we could ask for. I'm no Optimus Prime but I can say that I wanna hear ya out my man."

He looks up at Optimus, who was looking at me again after listening to his lieutenant.

"I must say, that you have given us great insight on your mental capabilities Alex."

He leans closer and it took everything of the mental capabilities he just mentioned to not kiss him right here right now.

"Well uh, it's just some kind of impulsive thought. You know, the ones you can't really control...",I said nervously, one hand behind my neck, avoiding everyone's gaze.

But he didn't budge, only blinking once while awaiting an answer.

"Okay, you're not budging I see. Fine."

Taking a deep breath and regretting every life choice I had made up until that point, I went on. "Look, I don't know anything about Cybertronian culture and how things are handled. Especially this right here. Us humans, we always wanna know what exactly caused certain events. For example death here. So we came up with analyzing the body of the dead by cutting them open and stuff, it's called autopsy. Maybe, just maybe we could find something. I know Megatron ain't dead but he's in some sort of... Stasis? Someone could check his navigation system and maybe find the cause for the disruption."

I lower my shoulders, trying to be as small as I possibly could infront of Optimus, who's gaze I couldn't quite interpret.

"On Cybertron, there is quite a similar practise."

"So you're saying it's worth a shot, Prime?", Ironhide asks, unsure of what to think of the situation. "But he's not dead, as Alexander pointed out correctly.", Ratchet added.

Optimus turned around to face his Autobots.

"This may be our only chance. We must take it. For the sake of both worlds. This war has been going on for so long, we cannot let this hold us down. And now it seems there is a way to find out why this is happening. We will fix it, together."

Now it was on Lennox to speak up again.

"So we gon' dissect Megatron? I'm all in honestly. That fucker did enough damage."

My eyes widen at that. "They're not gonna kill him!" Unsure of the righteousness of what I just said I looked at Optimus, who nodded.

"See? They're just gonna take out the navigation system and leave."

"Ooh, big M is gonna be SO mad when he finds out."

"He won't.", Optimus retorted with an absolute certainty in his voice.

"Alright then, it's settled. Prepare people and gather as much information as possible for this mission and await any orders from Big O!"

And with that final order of Lennox the soldiers scattered around, leaving immediately.

Okay great, I'm gonna go be useless again wohoo.

"Alex?"

I look toward the sound of the voice I already grew to cherish. "I know, I know. I ain't accompanying you. I'd die if I did, already know that."

The Prime nods.

"I am glad you understand."

I love you so much I wish I could tell you...

As he remained standing there I grew nervous, fidgeting with the strings of my hoodie.

"Is there something you need?"

"Wha- me? No! Just... go be a hero.

You know you're good at it."

I clear my throat, pretty sure Optimus could hear my pulse. "But remember to take a break sometimes. I always see you up and about."

Did I overstep? I knew it. Chance blown. Goodbye earth. No romance.

"I highly appreciate your concern Alex."

He's always saying my name help. Is he just being polite or what does this mean?!

"There is this human saying. What was it again? I grab it with my heart...?"

Please he's so cute I can't~

"I'll take it to heart was it probably. It means to honor someone's wishes as you see them important."

He tilts his helm in question. "The person or the wish?"

That is when I think all the 5 liters of blood inside my body went up to my face.

Keep calm, stay cool Alex. Don't embarrass yourself.

"It's up to the person saying that."

Whatever higher power there is, please help me!

"You deem my wellbeing as important and so do I"

Phew, that was close...

"Can it be both?"

WHAT

"Eh, sure. There's always room for interpretation."

I guess...?

What has my life come to? They probably think I'm a know it all person. I gotta keep my damn mouth shut from now on.

"Very well then Alex, I look forward to working with you."

I only nod, trying not to get lost in those beautiful blue optics.

"I'm sure it's gonna be great Optimus!"

Unless I unsubscribe from life because a Deception squishes me...

[wilcze-kudly]

Tlok Lord of the rings au because i'm squishing my hyperfixations together like a crazy lil 5 year old.

Korra- I'd say dwarf... she matches the stereotypical dwarf personality to a T. Notoriously stubborn, loyal and hardy. The most resistant to the corruption of evil as well. Also, controversial opinion... out of the Krew, Korra deserves a beard most. Also. Give her an axe. Or a sledgehammer. Let her wreak havoc. I think her family would come from Khazad-dûm and be directly related to the line of Durin. Though I feel like she'd reside in the Blue Mountains and unlike most of her kin, she'd have an appreciation for water and the sea.

Asami- Elf. Elf. With her glorious hair and agility??? Hell yeah. She'd be descended from the Avari and live in Mirkwood. I think the moral ambiguity and hostility of the Mirkwood elves touches nicely on Asami's original role as a villain. Also coming from such a combative area would have her learning combat as well, if even better, than her canon counterpart.

Also korrasami would be super cute as a dwarf/elf relationship lol. Korra's already canon shortie. And it would replicate their little rivalry in season 1. Just instead of fighting over Mako, they're fighting over centuries of mutual racial animosity.

Bolin and Mako - ok. Im getting real controversial here. Hobbits. Fucking hobbits. Now. Hear me out. More Brandybuck/Took coded hobbits I'd say. Probably grown up in Bree... tiny orphans in a big world. So sad.

Bolin is an easy pick. Although he's pretty big and bulky, his character has a lot in common with typical hobbits. Not a coincidence that my two fave characters are him and Samwise Gamgee... I love my dirt himbos. Bolin has that gentle, cheerful hobbit vibes. And he likes food too lol.

Mako also has hobbit vibes, I'd argue. However he has a lot of that hobbit typical caution ans suspicion towards the outside world. I could see him valuing a home and prosperity...give this man a hobbit hole He's so stressed he deserves it.

Tenzin, Kya and Bumi. - half elves, Rivendel. Tenzin is basically Elrond, ok? Bumi chose humanity good for him. Kai is the scruffy human they adopted à la Aragorn.

Lin and the Beifongs- honestly was stumped at this one... but I kinda think humans, particularly Dúnedain of Arnor. A noble people, now acting as Rangers, protectors of the land... matches Lin, our favourite chief of police, huh?

[thenanbakacorner]

Hi , could you do Autistic S/O with Cell 13 or just Hijame and Samuo and the two other I keep misspelled and forgetting ( the dog one and peacock , forgive me (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) ) my friend got me into Nanbaka in July of this year and I love it so much , Nico and Hijame is my all time favorite since I enjoy anime and I just love his funny moments

Sure thing! And no worries! I decided on doing Cell 13 for this ^^

Because every autistic person is different behaviorally, I referenced the behaviors of a family member who has autism for this so I could write this more realistically; hope it worked out ;w; Examples used on this being; socially anxious, hyperfixations and behavioral problems

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🔓 Jyugo 🔓

Jyugo is a very compassionate and kind lover, who always makes sure that his S/O is comfortable and happy

He loves to just hold them close as they sit and cuddle, murmuring how much he loves them and how cute they are

He finds their hyperfixations on certain things to be rather cute, and intently listens any time they ramble about things they enjoy

If they ever get anxious in a crowd, he'll gently lead them away to somewhere more private so it can be just them or them and their close friends

He's very patient with them any time they have outbursts or get upset, holding them gently and whispering loving words to them

If anyone ever dares make fun of his S/O for their autism, he'll have no hesitation to chew them out and, if need be, crack them in the nose

🎲 Uno 🎲

Uno absolutely dotes on his S/O, spoiling them with gifts out of his work earnings and prizes from the arcade

Totally fuels their hyperfixations. They hyperfixate on games? He'll buy them any game they desire. What about figurines? Sure, here's five figurines each of which had cost hundreds!

Loves to squish their cheeks and kiss them on the nose while muttering nonsense about how adorable they are

Given his extroverted self, he tends to lean towards the crowds, but always makes time to be secluded with his S/O, who's quite the opposite

Any time his S/O starts to act out, he's very understanding and patient, and gives them space and time to calm down

Once they do he wraps them up in a warm blanket and gives them the softest loving kisses

🍩 Rock 🍩

Rock takes very good care of his S/O, always spending plenty of time with them and fulfilling their needs

Always makes sure Shiro cooks them their favorite foods and smuggles in snacks for them

Is amused by their hyperfixations and the way they ramble, and enjoys listening to them talk

If he notices his S/O getting overwhelmed in a crowd, he'll take their hand to reassure and comfort them that everything's okay, and will take them away for some privacy if need be

Outbursts are no problem for Rock-- he will stay right beside them, whispering comforting words and quietly shushing them until they calm down

This big tough man will do anything in his power to keep his darling safe and happy, no matter what

💊 Nico 💊

Nico and his S/O are quite the match-- having similar energy and activeness

Nico eagerly listens to any of his S/O's rambling and will ramble right along with them

Movie night is every night-- they can stay up for hours just watching anime and movies together cuddled up in a blanket cocoon

Politely excuses himself and his S/O anytime a crowd becomes too much for them to handle and they wander off to spend time together elsewhere

When his S/O is upset he'll gently put his hands on their shoulders and put his forehead to theirs, quietly whispering to them to soothe them

Nico is overall very playful and loving and just dotes on his S/O 24/7

[taldigi]

squishes two hyperfixations together. Yes, it animates and the card flips on hover to see his stats. sadly other versions of his name (Ryuji and Skull) were taken already so I make doooo.

[theseushasfallen]

Ok. So.

Currently, I find myself watching the 2011 remake of The Thing. And, because i’m a bitch with a hyperfixation, i’m thinking of how I could squish this and Trigun together to make a delightful mashup soup. Y’know, like mashing two ken dolls together to make them kiss.

So of COURSE i’m thinking of Cryptid/Uncanny/Monstrous Vash. He is always on my mind, any time any place, my babygorl who has Witnessed the horrors, and IS the Horrors.

And i’ve been thinking of this shit chronically, i’ve been planning a fic like this ever since i’ve begun to fully muse on how inhuman Vash is (COUGH, literal years). 

And one of my inspirations, is the fic Monster Boy by DeuBatty on AO3. And lemme tell you it’s put a fucken worm in my brain, its AWESOME I highly recommend going to check it out, its hella underrated and it gives the kinda energy I desperately wish to replicate.

So, here I am, trying to fit these pieces of crack infused bullshit together into a cohesive plotline, and this is how.

So, logically, I start with the Thing bit. Mmm. Aliens. (Mild spoilers for the Thing but it doesn’t go how you’d think lmao)

So currently, I’m stuck between only Vash being the alien in question, or both twins being aliens and Rem picking them up from the antarctic like ‘OOO FREE BABIES’

The second one is a bit self-explanatory, but the first is really, really funny, and I wanna explain to you why.

So. Lemme set the scene for you:

Science runs in the Saverem family. Rem’s a botanist who dabbles in archeo-botany, and her (adopted) son Nai is also quite taken with the pursuit of Archaeology. So when he’s called out on some,,,vague new trip to an outpost in the boonies of Antarctica to find some ancient, buried Structure, he’s elated.

So, he gets there, they dig up a frozen hunk of Something and leave it in the room like normal,,, but Nai thinks that something might not be right with the alien they dug up. So, still painfully sober and more than a bit paranoid, he goes to stare at a hunk of ice instead of socializing. 

And, well, whoop-dee-doo, he was right.

But instead of the ice bursting outward and the alien escaping though the roof like it does in the movie, Nai hears a pitiful scratching from within the ice. And then there are fissures, cracks. They multiply softly, as if the creature inside is unsure about its movements, intil the whole block is a veritable spiderweb of cracks.

Nai watches, frozen to the spot with something like horror as something pushes chunks of fractured ice out of the block, and reach out something that looks like what Nai can only describe as an appendage. 

Its something that looks closer to any crustacean or invertebrate, something with too many joints and a hard, shiny exoskeleton that gleamed iridesent black in lantern light. Things that could vaguely be called fingers (if one would squint) poked and prodded at the concrete floor curiously, examining the space with gentle caution.

And then more ice falls.  And more is revealed.

And Nai, only about a foot or so away from this thing, looks it in one glossy, black eye.

He screams. because of course he does, how could he not? The fucking alien he just dug out of the ice is ALIVE with questionable intention, how the hell is he supposed to cope with this shit when he could barely interact with his coworkers???

And in the process of screaming he ALSO freaks out the Alien, who screams back in much the same way that a canyon would- with Nai’s own voice.

So Nai, with his lightning quick reflexes, punches the thing. And slices his knuckles on its exoskeleton in the process.

Then he fucking books it back to the Rec Room, panicked screaming ensues about how “ITS ALIVE ITS ALIVE ITS ALIVE I CUT MY HAND ON IT I SCREAMED AND IT SCREAMED BACK-” 

And they’re all like. ‘what the hell. the serious stick-up-the-ass prissy Dr.Saverem wouldn’t josh about this shit.’ and they follow him back, and when Nai opens the door again they see that the ice?? is broken?? and with a glaring lack of alien??

Oh, and there’s a guy huddled in the corner. And when the door, yknow, slams open, he whips around (mans is butt-ass naked but he aint got no junk, just fucken ken doll smooth down there) and suddenly Nai is looking directly into his reflection.

The thing’s eyes widen, and it makes a strangled hurt-sound that sounds like the cry of a hawk more than anything human. And then it darts foreward towards Nai, everybody screaming around him as they scramble, but Nai himself is frozen as the thing takes his hand with the gentleness of family...

And then RIPS THROUGH THE SKIN OF ITS OWN NEW FINGERTIPS WITH ITS TEETH, and lets its blood out on Nai’s broken skin. It soaks into his open flesh as if he were a sponge, the throbbing overtaking his nervous system momentarily before the pain is gone and he watches his own skin knit back together seamlessly.

The alien chitters, something that sounds apologetic, and tries to smile at Nai, but it’s too wide and too sharp, teeth too large and lips too thin, and eyes too bright. But, strangely, it makes Nai feel better. He’s hit with a wave of attentative apology, the feeling not his own.

He chokes on his tongue, then slowly looks back at his coworkers, who had all watched the exchange with guns trained on either of them.

“Fuck.” Nai curses.

“F-uck.” The Alien echoes back with a tilted head, and stilted words.

Nobody knows what the hell to do with the sudden twin that Dr. Saverem had... acquired. So they just. Keep him around? Idk dude he picks up card games quickly, words even quicker, although they never sound right. Like a foreign accent, but something otherworldly and stilted. 

Nai and him, once they figured out the whole mind-link thing, could communicate pretty well, quickly gaining a bond. He serves as reluctant translator, resident alien babysitter, and knife-weilding peace-keeper. He doesn’t feel bothered by how his new brother seemed too tall, too gangly, too sharp. He doesn’t mind the way the alien cuddles up to him sometimes, winding circles around him like a particularly fleshy quilt that purred and clicked. Everyone else gets used to it too, although they mind his physical contact way less. 

Except for one of the investigative journalists that were hired, one Roberto De Niro, who just pats the alien’s head tiredly and throws him his cigarette-reeking coat whenever the little shit is looking particularly pathetic.

Eventually, they take him back to the states. They don’t talk about how four people came to the Arctic, and five came back.

Rem LOVES Nai’s new brother, smothers him and his human twin in blankets and kisses when they get home. She questions them, later, about it, and Nai could never keep a secret from his momma.

Eventually, they name him- something old and lovely, the name that Rem would’ve named her own son- Vash.

Something something shenanigans with meryl and milly and nicholas eventually, probably, idk i’m tired rn lmao and  this is LONG

[sparklyeyedhimbo]

Hi Kali! Hope you don't mind me asking this. I was wondering how did you first get into watching Thai bl shows?

well helllo dear nonny,

that is infact a good question...like i started watching way after the big quarantine hit. For feck sake my first thai bl that i watched was kinnporsche 🤡🧍‍♂️

But i saw thai bl on my dash way before, when i was in different fandoms at the time. But i DEF saw gifsets or posts of shows that i now have watched and i love to pieces now. ...it would have been a post about TT?? ...and how it's not okay what is happening in it? (tbh i have no clue) 🤔

then later i think it was a post about a tale of a thousand stars...i think it was about torfun and tian??...i went into the tag wanted to learn more about it and maybe watch it because the post look cool...but i got confused and was like "maybe kali thats not for you" 😞 But then my hyperfixation on mass effect, dragon age and the dark pictures anthology faded, scolled my dash and saw a gifset of two idiots cuffed together in the woods yelling at eachother and a dude choking another one in a bathtub filled with rose pedals and i thought to myself "kali... maybe just try it again." ...and thats how i ended up here? does it answer make sense in any way shape or form?

I am sorry nonny if this is not the answeryou were hopeing for 😭

But to squish all of this into a few words its: "I have no idea how i stumbeld into this fandom (saw one gifset) but i like it here and im gonna stay here and make funny gifs for it and make fun of every character"

[kaciidubs]

kaciiiiii i have moved on from the jeongin hyperfixation but now i am torn between hyunjin having an oral fixation and jisung with his fucking CHEEKIES!!!

separately, but — well okay together would be nice too tbh

anyway i had to have an unhinged screaming session about it and i knew you’d understand 😂

oh my god oh wait oh-

see you've got me with Jisung and those dough boy cheeks of his, and how much i would LOOOOVE to just squish his face, but then...

Hyunjin with an oral fixation... those lips of his... and his teeth [hear me out, his teeth are adorable, especially when his lips are barely parted and you can see his two front teeth just- anyways]

why choose one when you can have them both?!

[immabethehero]

Encantober/Egotober - Tragedy/Ink

OK... so turns out when you mash hyperfixations together... you get- uh... interesting results.

Anyway @encantober-official, @tracobuttons

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CW: Moving snake skull, ink nearly suffocating two people, slight vomiting at the end and bones breaking

Everywhere Bruno Madrigal looks, ink spills and drips from the walls of the white void. He can’t entirely explain what’s happening, but he knows not to touch it. He jumps over the puddles, much like jumping over cracks. It’s not so hard. He’ll survive-

Squish! Bruno screams as his foot gets trapped in the sticky ink. He pulls and pulls at his leg to no avail. He stutters over prayers as he tries in vain to free himself.

Suddenly, a blast of warm magic- he can’t think of another word for what he sees- eviscerates the ink, and he looks up to see Jameson Jackson smiling back at him. The moustached gentleman, whom he met mere hours ago, seems to be adept at magic, albeit a different sort of magic. When they get out of whatever this is, he plans on asking him about how magic works in his world.

“Do you know where we are?!” Bruno yells. Jameson shakes his head and motions to him to keep running.

{Don’t think about that right now. Just find an exit!} Bruno can barely read the gentleman’s sign as Jameson leaps across puddles, blasting any ink that gets in his way.

Bruno tries to will a vision to come to him, but ultimately decides against it. He needs his own vision to avoid the puddles.

Bruno is quite literally ripped out of his thoughts as a tendril suddenly ensnares his arm. He tugs against its slimy yet strong grip, screaming as the ink begins to climb up his legs and wrap itself around his body. In the corner of his eye, he can see Jameson’s hands covered as ink envelops him. The tendrils lift the men off the ground. Bruno kicks and screams. Jameson snarls and yells as he attempts to break his hands free of the ink.

“So weak, yet you fight on,” a voice says. Bruno and Jameson gasp.

{Who’s there?! Show yourself, you dirty rascal!} Jameson growls.

“No need for insults…” The world begins to rumble. Jameson and Bruno gasp as an ivory skull emerges from the largest puddle of ink. The beast slowly rises out of the darkness, its slimy form towering over the men. It looks down, the intense stare of its eye sockets burning into the mages. Bruno takes the time to look over the beast’s body. It has no legs, just a large noodle, and that odd skull… It dawns on him.

Bruno swallows back a scream. He hates snakes. “W-what do you want with us?”

“You…” The ink-beast lowers its head so that’s eye level with the men. “You two fascinate me… Always left behind.. Always the weakest ones…”

The coils of ink stretch up their ears. Bruno slams his mouth shut as it gags him. Jameson shudders as the ink wraps around his throat.

The ink-beast turns to Jameson first. “One, abandoned by everyone he loves- family, friends, even mere acquaintances- sacrificed to the monster like a pig on a stick.”

Jameson can’t move. Jameson can’t move! The ink seems to be squeezing his limbs together, as if to crush him. He feels the black goop knock his hat off as it attempts to cover his eyes. He shakes his head violently to keep the ink from engulfing him entirely.

Across from him, Bruno has gone limp, his head lulling as the ink dangles his body in the air like a child’s plaything. The ink-beast nods towards him.

“You, thrown under the bus, left for dead, forgotten by all you love.” Another tendril slaps Bruno across the face, leaving a black spot.

“Your lives are one never-ending tragedy,” the beast says. “Why not let it end already?”

Jameson shakes off the ink covering his eyes as a blinding green light flashes at him. He gasps as Bruno’s eyes glow a bright green. Around him, the ink hovers in the air, caught up in Bruno’s strange trance.

Bruno begins to writhe against the ink as slowly, but surely, a green tablet begins to form from the hovering ink. Jameson watches in awe. The beast roars and steers its giant body towards the prophet.

The ink around Jameson begins to slack, allowing the gentleman to free one of his arms. He snaps his fingers at the tablet, breaking it into sharp pieces. With a wave of his hand, he tosses the broken pieces at the beast’s eye sockets and hits it dead on!

The beast howls in agony, the noise piercing the men’s ears. Their inky prisons go slack, and they slip out of them, falling into the puddles below. Bruno jolts back to life as his body slams against the ground, bones snapping.

The beast thrashes and writhes, roaring all the while. It slowly pulls its body back into the pond, the screams fading away.

Bruno and Jameson lie on the floor, choking on air. Bruno gags and rolls over, sobbing as a burning pain spreads through his legs and thighs. Jameson coughs, spitting out chunks of ink.

As his coughing fit dies down, Jameson smiles weakly at Bruno. {How about we get out here, hm?}

Bruno manages a light chuckle before pain takes over his senses and his world goes black.

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:D

[sandinthemachine]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZS8B1Eebk/

He voice is so deep and so angry like grumble cat

the huffing, the growl, the RAHHH, va went all out and I love it

"I'm ready for another if you are"

ok this might be a Controversial Take but...his voice? my favorite

I really want to write for this man and I'm devastated because the hyperfixation just will not take, my brain has room for one masked man at a time and I've cheated and squished two in together

[residentdormouse]

Writer Game Tag:

Thank you @mrsmungus for the tag!!

Tagging: @chickensarentcheap @asirensrage and if anybody wants to join, please do so and @ me!

Let me preface this with a disclaimer - I've only written 1 very canon based fanfic, 3/4ths of another, and a short 500 word blurb. Nothing straight up original aside from a really rough script from college that will not be posted. Ever. I am nowhere close to understanding my writing or getting a solid process. Winging it, guys 😂😅😬

Do you write in order?

For the most part, the actual writing is in order, but I get antsy and have a few scenes that I just can't wait for. I had a bit of a head start with Spiral (started posting when I had a full 11 chapters completed) so it had more random scenes finalized beforehand that I would copy/paste in when their time came.

I have no safety net with Diving, so there's really only miscellaneous lines that I didn't want to forget in a few docs and one actual full scene written beyond the chapter I'm actively working on.

I will say that I have been structuring around 5 scenes a chapter, and I will bounce back and forth between them, if that counts?

Do you start with something in particular?

Undying love for a fictional character? I really wasn't planning on writing, but there was nothing on AO3 for the 2020 Stand version of Glen. I get it, small fandom, working primarily within a not well received adaptation of the story. I don't choose my hyperfixs, they choose me. But yeah, I fell in love with this take on the character. So I guess I started with that, and went on a 'I want this character to get some love, and maybe not die' daydream side mission.

How fully formed does your writing come out the first time?

Spiral is very canon based, so it already had the story backbone. I was just combining all the parts from the various forms of this story that I liked into one Frankenstein mess, added an OC insert character, and created new scenes to incorporate/build relationships. I wrote the scenes out and just went over with a structure/word choice sweep mostly.

Diving's plot is me just squishing concepts from other stories I like together, so this I had to outline first. Vague large outline bullet points, moved to slightly more detailed chapter breakdown bullets/scene breakdown objectives, then to writing the scenes out in full.

How many drafts do you go through?

After outlining, I usually just pick the first draft I write for a week or two. I use almost all of what I write, it just needs reorganized or reworded sometimes.

Tell me about your process.

Once I have an outline with the scenes and goals for a chapter, I usually go for straight dialog first, with estentially stage directions connecting it. I'll write this at nights on my phone after everybody's asleep or during my hour break (small children and all). Then on my lunch break when I can use a computer and actual keyboard, I'll flesh out what I wrote the night before. Bulk of creative writing is done on my phone though.

All of Spiral and the first two sections of Diving, I was averaging a chapter a week, but this last section is about two weeks for a chapter now. I'll brainstorm on the weekend, write dialog/fill in through the week, do a final once over and post on Friday (or every other Friday lately).

[strange-wanderings]

When you have two hyperfixations and they don't squish well together into an AU :(