#thanks for the ask 🖤

[moodyvoid]

so uh, how…we feelin…

SAD but I’m a pro at being in denial, so Tomura’s alive until it’s spelled out for me by Horikoshi himself lol

If it’s for real the end for him, I’m a bit disappointed. It felt a little anticlimactic. Weirdly enough, I feel the same about AFO, too honestly (even though I hate him). It just kind of felt like *poof* they’re gone! after all this build up.

I wanted a bit more for the league and if this is how they all go out… it’s just kinda disappointing. 😕

But we’ll see!! Hori could totally surprise us next chapter! It’s not over yet!

I’m hoping maybe somehow Tomura’s quirk originally having a reconstruction factor to it may play a role. Others have said perhaps it’s only the death of “Tomura Shigaraki” and not Tenko Shimura. I’m still holding out hope!

[heraldofcrow]

Top 5 fan works of stuff ya like

Aw great question thank you!! I will try to be a bit diverse with the fandoms, though for Soulsborne I think I’ll just do Bloodborne and Dark Souls for now!

Bloodborne

Everything made by @endys for Eileen the Crow and Bloody Crow, especially the Two Crows comic, which I am very soft for. There are so many other amazing Bloodborne fanworks, like the music stuff on YouTube, the illustrated lore stuff, all the amazing artworks my mutuals and fav artists do, so many cool videos, etc., but the Two Crows comic really hit me when back I first discovered it, and it shaped a lot of my specific Bloodborne tastes.

2. Dark Souls trilogy

Antecdent of the Dark — a fic on AO3 about Ciaran and Artorias that I still treasure. It’s sadly unfinished and the amazing author has vanished seemingly for good, but damn…one of the best fics I’ve read.

3. Final Fantasy 7

The fic called “A Monster’s Threads” by @altocat which is like a novel about Sephiroth. She is a hugely inspirational writer for me and that fic broke my mind in the best way 🖤

4. Star Wars?

AAAAA it’s gonna sound a bit odd for me but I was more of a devoted Star Wars fan when I was younger and I did read a lot of fan-fics about certain characters lmao. Anyway, there was one that was legitimately like…a work of art. It was such a brilliant story and emotionally moving that it felt like a classic novel?? I wasn’t even that far off with thinking that either because the author deleted it and turned the raw plot into an actual stage play because the plot itself was that intriguing. I haven’t seen it or been able to read it since I was about 15, but damn…I’ll never forget that story. I hope the author is doing well with her play-writing. She was a genius.

5. Arcane

This Jinx tribute video

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It’s almost impossible to choose my top five fan-works because there are sooo many gems I have saved or things I’ve been cherishing for years from different fandoms, but these are some very recent gems I plan to hang on to!

[amber-lucca44]

Favorite 3 albums?

Thanks for the ask! ♥️

So I just answered this one (took me a while, such a tough one lol 😭), but here's some other three that I considered:

On Frail Wings Of Vanity And Wax by Alesana ♥️

Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez ♥️

They're Only Chasing Safety by Underoath ♥️

[k1ll3rqu33n]

53

🎶🎙️ It always starts with a "Heyyy"

Turns into "How was your day?"

Turns into "Meet at my place"

Turns into you and me drinking rosé

Turns into "How did you sleep?"

Turns into "It's been a week"

Turns into gave you a key

Turns into conversations talking 'bout what are we?

I found a thing when I wasn't even looking for a thing

I keep thinking about it in my brain 🎶

[mooifyourecows]

Hello, Moo! For the music ask: 5, 6, and 23.

5: Which song always puts a smile on your face?

Anything by Tom Cardy and Nick Lutsko. But if I have to be specific: Hey I Dont Work Here and H.Y.C.Y.BH by Tom Cardy, Straitjacket and Obituary by Nick Lutsko

6: What was the first concert you went to?

My mom took me to a LeAnn Rimes concert when I was like... 8? Ish? It was an outdoors concert in the middle of the day as a special event for the casino so the crowd was nothing but old white people lmao, pretty sure I was the youngest person there but hey I was into it

23: How did you discover your favorite artist?

Honestly it's so cruel of you to make me try and pick a favorite artist. It's impossible! So I'll pick one I'm really into right this second.

I found Ruen Brothers when I was building a Playlist on Spotify for a story I'm writing about modern day pirates. I was checking the "recommended for this playlist" feature and The Storm in You was on there. And boy it's so good, I was sold immediately. Now their most recent album- Ten Paces- is in my regular rotation.

[sydney-winchester]

🎵 Thiam

🎵 Kira

Thiam

Be Somebody- Thousand Foot Krutch

Alive- Adelitas Way<---THE Thiam song for me for Theo's pov

Never Gonna Be Alone- Nickleback <--Liam pov

I'd Come For You- Nickelback <--Theo pov

Kira

I Like It Heavy- Halestorm

Copycat- Billie Eilish (Makes me think of her vs Hikari

[ghoulish-fiction]

for the ask meme! 5, 7, and 30 😈

5:A song that needs to be played LOUD

Oh Lord by Foxy Shazam

7:A song to drive to

Strawberry Blond by Mitski

30:A song that reminds you of yourself

In My Mind by Amanda Palmer

[bonafidehero]

Song number 20?

I am so sorry this has taken me a bit to get to 🖤 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING!

Number 20 is Haunted - The Band CAMINO!

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[14dayswithyou]

I'm going to be a little evil :3c /silly

*I have stolen all of their headwear, leaving only FROGGY HAT in his closet.*

"Boy it sure is chilly today. Don't forget to wear a scarf and a hat when you come pick me up, okay [REDACTED]?"

✦゜ANSWERED: I believe in froggy hat [REDACTED] supremacy 🖤🐸

He knew. Of course he knew. [REDACTED]'s security system alerted him the second you stepped foot into his apartment, and it took the dark-haired hacker almost all of his willpower not to rush home and see you. But alas, he had other matters to attend to and messes to clean up here. Things he couldn't risk putting on hold, lest he pay the consequences for them later.

So, [REDACTED] settles for watching you through his cracked phone screen as you try to sneak your way around his apartment. They didn't really understand why you felt the need to be so secretive; you knew your boyfriend would be out for the day, you had his spare keycard and access to the entire 14th floor, and [REDACTED] had made it explicitly clear early on in the relationship that everything he owned was yours completely. Nothing was off limits to you, and that included every inch of his living space.

...And even himself.

Curiously, they watch with keen interest as you quietly slide the door to his walk-in closet open and take in your surroundings once more — making sure that you really were alone in his dimly-lit bedroom. But barely a moment passes before you stride in with a newfound purpose, unzip your backpack, and begin to stash all of his caps and beanies inside.

Well, alright then. If you decided he no longer needed those items, then so be it. He was never one to deny you anything.

But in retrospect, you were honestly doing [REDACTED] a favour. He genuinely didn't really need those items in his possession anymore — especially considering how he had no real reason to conceal his identity from you after all these years of being together.

He could never forget about that pivoted moment in time when you opened up to your beloved hacker about his rather... intense need to watch over you 24/7. And after you had scolded him multiple times for stalking you from darkened corners and alleyways outside your apartment complex, [REDACTED] had all but tried to change his ways. To better themselves for you.

After all, you deserved nothing less.

Glancing back at his phone once more, [REDACTED] takes in every little movement you make as you continue to tuck away his belongings; down to the turn of your head and the flex in your muscles. Not a single twitch or glance goes unnoticed under his watchful gaze — and had the dark-haired man not been so enraptured by your ministrations — he surely would've noticed that it was just about time for him to start packing his tools up and head home.

Home, in time for the date you had planned for the evening.

But the way you purposefully moved around his closet had [REDACTED] in a trance. You were extremely methodical about the things you were swiping from his shelves; neatly packing away all of the headgear, earmuffs, and scarves on display (and even the ones hidden within the depths of his drawers!). Yet... One single item remained in the aftermath of your wake.

Atop one of the lone shelves in the corner, it sits, isolated from the rest of its kind. Worn out yet well loved; it was no more than a novelty item your boyfriend had originally won for you from a crane game. But even after their constant insistence that you should keep it, you rebutted it all by saying it'd look better on him instead — all while pushing the cute, froggy hat back into his hands with a teasing smile.

("If you keep bleaching your hair like that," his real name falls from your lips like sweet nectar, "All of your hair will fall out. When that happens, you can use this to keep your bald head warm!"

"...When that happens? Hmph. You're gettin' cheeky." With a smile of his own, your boyfriend reaches out to gently pinch your cheek. "I haven't touched m'hair in ages.")

So after watching you be so meticulous with the items you were "robbing", the hacker couldn't help but wonder what your main motive was. Why leave that silly, little frog hat alone unless... Did you want him to wear it? You knew [REDACTED] would never say no to you — let alone to a frivolous request — but admittedly, they did find it rather endearing to watch you put in all that effort just for him.

Just like how he used to be... Back before you opened the curtains of his life and brought sunshine into his heart.

Gone are the days of "Ren", when [REDACTED] had to snoop around your apartment just to get any sort of inclination of what your type and interests might be. No longer did [REDACTED] have to "borrow" some of your old clothing to keep himself company on lonely nights; to put them over his pillow and pretend like it was you he was holding close to his chest. He no longer had to steal your presents and tokens out of spite and jealousy — only to return them days later once they noticed how upset it made you.

Too caught up in reminiscing about the past, [REDACTED] had almost missed your swift getaway from his bedroom. Living up to your nickname, you glide down the staircase and across his foyer as if you sprouted angel wings on your back and stroll into the elevator, before closing the door and pulling out your phone.

And just like clockwork, [REDACTED]'s camera feed gets replaced by the bright red and green call buttons that shake and taunt him at the bottom of the screen — alongside the personalised caller photo of you smiling towards the sunset ocean with [REDACTED]'s jacket atop your shoulders. The dark-haired man leaves no room for pause before he's swiping his finger across the screen and eagerly anticipating the sound of your voice.

You greet him in that casual, nonchalant tone of yours, and [REDACTED] had to resist the urge to start recording the call — to save the addictive timbre of your voice for when he needs to hear it the most.

"Man... It sure is chilly today, don't you think?"

There's the familiar sound of tacky elevator music playing in the background, and part of [REDACTED] thinks you're purposefully calling him right now to let him in on your (not so) secret escapades... To let them know where you are.

Or perhaps you were already aware that he knows, if the way you were glancing up at the elevator camera was anything to go by.

Regardless, you don't give away any other telling signs as your beloved hacker watches you through the camera. Your bag is still carefully slung over a shoulder, while one of his old, black university caps received the pleasure of being fiddled with in your hand. Your voice returns once more, and it causes a grin to form on his lips.

"Don't forget to wear a scarf and a hat when you come pick me up, okay?"

There's a newfound teasing lilt in your tone, which has [REDACTED] latching on to your every word with bated breath and scrambling for a reply.

"'Course. Wouldn't miss our date for the world. 'N make sure y'stay warm too, angel." Without missing a beat, he easily takes his place in your little game. "Wouldn't wanna misplace your jacket 'n get cold now, would we?"

Your pixelated smile on the screen gives everything away.

You hear the unmistakable sound of [REDACTED]'s sports motorbike before you see it; watching the corner of your street as he appears from the darkness like a phantom.

And like the gentleman that he is, [REDACTED] doesn't make you stray far from the safety of the streetlamp either. The moment your boyfriend pulls up in front of you, one of his large hands reaches around your waist to draw you near (almost as if he'd gone years without being in your presence), while the other makes quick work of the latch of his helmet. In one swift motion, he pulls it off and rests it against the tank—

Only to reveal that cute, pastel green frog hat sitting atop his head.

He can't help but smile when you do; clearly pleased that he went through with your silly request. At that, you let out a low hum of appreciation as you lean against your boyfriend's chest, and [REDACTED] returns the favour by bending down and pressing a chaste kiss against the crown of your head as well.

"...Think y'could give this unworthy prince another kiss, love?" Your beloved boyfriend leans in closer until your lips are millimetres away from touching, "Otherwise I might stay cursed t'live in this froggy form forever."

[moodyvoid]

Sooooo Tomura always had his family's hands on him including his neck. Do you think after they were destroyed he finds comfort in your hands on his neck? Maybe choking, maybe not, maybe he puts his hands on yours to show how tight to hold him ... 😗

You two would have to have a deep, deep connection. I think he’d be a little apprehensive at first.

As far as comfort goes, I think the act of letting someone touch him like that and allowing himself to be in that vulnerable of a position with you would bring him a feeling of comfort. His life started out in a scary vulnerable place and he’s tried his hardest to never be in that position again, but when he can finally let his walls down with you he’d let you get away with anything.

As well as the opposite. You letting him put his hands on you in a way that’s not destructive, but affectionate would be the ultimate comfort. (Especially if it’s pre-control)

Regardless, he much prefers your hands to anyone else’s lol

[amber-lucca44]

Mmm favourite 3 albums ( also love your blog super cute 🥰)

Sorry for taking a while to answer this one it's such a tough question 😅😭

But after thinking about it... I think my answer would be:

Casually Dressed & Deep In Conversation by Funeral For A Friend ♥️

Reach by Eyes Set To Kill ♥️

Too Bad You're Beautiful by From Autumn To Ashes ♥️

There's a few other ones I considered for this but, yes, those three, those are all 10/10 for me 😁💖💖

Also thanks! Both for the ask and calling my blog cute lol, I try 😭💖💕

[k1ll3rqu33n]

Oh awesome what's your next one going to be if you don't mind me asking?

I don't mind at alllll but I don't really know how to explain it either. I promise as soon as I get it I'll post a picture of it though 🖤

[chapel-of-rizztual]

hi please feel free to ignore this but ive been having a rough time and would adore some regressor phantom hurt/comfort. maybe little guy bends too far on stage and hurts himself or something, idk just so long as their comfort ❤️

He was so desperate to impress Dew that when Dew has pointed the floor, expecting him to drop to his knees before him, he had done, no questions asked. The problem was it was outdoor venue. And it was raining. Just as he was bending backwards to get his head to hit the floor behind him, his knee slipped, causing his back to jolt. 

 Immediately he felt pain spark all the way up his spine and down to the bottom of his back. He let out a whine, hoping Dew didn’t hear him, and he gently bent himself back up into a upright position. More pain bloomed under his skin as he did, he felt it wrap around his spine and constrict. 

He played as usual, not wanting anyone to guess something was wrong. The pain was bad, each step he took make it worse. By the end of the show he’s limping, his head is spinning with the fuzzy feeling he gets when he feels small. During final bows he’s next to Rain, and he squeezes the water ghouls hand tightly, feeling like he’ll topple over if he doesn’t. Rain gives him a look, even under his mask Phantom can feel it, it’s like Rain knows. 

He lets Rain pull him off stage, whimpering as soon as they’re hidden backstage, feeling tears fall down his cheek behind his mask. 

“H-hurts, Rainy. Hurts.”

Rain pulls him into his dressing room, shutting the door behind him. 

“I know, baby. I saw what happened.” 

He undoes Phantom’s helmet, pulling off his head, cooing as he does. 

“Oh, there’s no need to tears, babyboy.”

Phantom sniffles, a new batch of tears flowing down his cheeks. 

“Hurts so badly, Rainy. I don’t-I can’t-“ 

He’s cut off by a sob wracking thought him. 

“Please help me. Make the hurt stop.” His bottom lip wobbles. 

Rain brushes the tears on his cheeks away with his thumb, rubbing gentle circles on his cheek. 

“I’ve got you, baby. Gunna look after you, make you feel better.” 

Rain very carefully peels Phantom’s shirt off. Phantom whimpers the whole time, his eyes screwing shut as he sobs out again. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, darling. But we have to get it off to help you.” 

Phantom whimpers again, his eyes still screwed shut, shaking his head. 

Rain coos at him again, finally pulling shirt off him, 

“Being so good for me, baby. So brave for me.” 

Phantom perks up a little at the praise, letting out a little chirp at the praise. 

Before any of them can say anything, the dressing room door opens and Dew walks in. He’s changed from his stage uniform, wearing black sweatpants and no shirt, his hair down from its braid, the black stage makeup still smudged around his eyes and mouth. 

“How bad is it? I saw his leg slip, it can’t be good, right?” 

“I don’t think it’s that bad.” Rain rubs at Phantom’s belly in a confronting way. “I think he’s just pulled a muscle, I don’t think there’s any bruising or swelling.” 

Dew checks over Phantom’s back, humming in agreement with Rain. 

“No swelling or bruising.” He presses carefully at a couple of different spots on Phantom’s back, making him hiss out at one particular spot at the bottom of his spine. “Hurts there, little one?” 

Phantom nods, pouting at Dew with wet eyes. 

“Hurts, Dewy.” 

Dew pouts back at him. 

“I bet, sweetheart.” He ruffles Phantom’s hair. “Do you want me and Rainy to make it better?” Phantom nods, still pouting, but the tears have slowed. Dew presses a little kiss to the bottom of his back. “Come lie down on the sofa with us, baby.”  Rain manoeuvres Phantom so he's led in between Himself and Dew, his back to Dew. Phantom buries his face in Rains neck, still whimpering slightly. Phantom let’s out a small gasp feeling Dew get increasingly more warm behind him, making both ghouls giggle at him. “You like that, little one?” Dew noses at his shoulders, his hand wiggling between Phantom and Rains belly’s to rub at Phantom's. 

Phantom gives a little wiggle and a chirp. 

“Feels nice. Warm.” 

Rain presses a kiss to the top of his head, intwining his hand with Dew’s other hand, taking one of Phantom's in his other. 

“Dewy making you feel better?” 

Phantom hums, snuggling him deeper into both of them. 

“We’ve got some time before we have to be on the bus, why don’t have a nap, baby? We’ll wake you up when it’s time to go.” Dew presses a kiss to the back of his head. 

Phantom fidgets a little, letting out another little whine. 

“Tail?” 

Rain huff a laugh, bringing the spade of his tail up to Phantom’s lips. Phantom parts his lips, accepting Rain’s in his mouth, sucking gently at the spade. 

Dew let’s out a little giggle at him. 

“That better?”

Phantom nods, his eyes finally slipping closed. 

Somehow the other two end up falling asleep, the rhythmic breathing of Phantom slowly pulling them onto a peaceful sleep. 

That’s how Copia finds them, tangled up on the dressing sofa, fast asleep. They’d been waiting on the bus for them for an hour before he set off looking for them, hoping and praying that they hadn’t left the venue on their own. 

He runs a hand through Phantom’s hair, watching as the small ghoul twitches in his sleep, his eyes slowly fluttering open. 

“Hi there, little one.” Phantom blinks bleary eyed at him, sucking on the tail that’s still in his mouth. 

Copia runs a finger down his cheek.

“What’ve you got there?” 

Phantom's eyes flicker to Rain. 

“Oh, you’ve got Rainy’s tail?” 

Phantom gives a small squeak and nod, sucking a little harder on the tail. Copia smiles sweetly down at him. 

“Yeah? That’s nice of him, hmm?” 

Phantom nods again, feeling a little more awake now. 

“Do you think you three could continue your cuddle pile on the bus? We’ve been looking for you all.” 

He tickles under Phantom's chin, making the small ghoul squeal and squirm. 

The other two wake up at the noise and motion and grin sheepishly up at Copia, hoping the man won’t be too mad at them for making them a little behind schedule. He’s not, he would never be, especially the sight of them all cuddled up is so cute. 

On the bus, Phantom forgets all about his back, especially when he’s pulled into the middle of a cuddle pile including everyone. He happily laps up all the attention and cuddles, a goofy smile of his face and a loud purr rumbling though his chest. 

[ghoulish-fiction]

It has been a long while since I have checked in on my followed blogs and I feel absolutely terrible for it. How are you doing? I hope well. Thank you for being you. In case no one has said lately you're incredible and shine like the stars.

Thank you anon. 🥺🖤

I'm doing alright. The good and the bad are weighing eachother out I think. I find comfort in hectic times by remembering a scene from, of all movies, Lars and The Real Girl.

"Well that's how life is... everything at once."

But let's not bring the mood down. Please enjoy this picture of Charles looking silly to make you smile. 🤎

And here is Internet Celebrity Tucker sitting pretty. 🧡

And Internet Influencer Elphie with the BIGGEST eyes because the hamster was in her "playhouse" on the coffee table. 🖤

And finally Miss The Susan playing in her playhouse. 🤍

[extreme-neutral]

If your Sidestep was a worm, who would they trust to take care of them?

Oh no! I got the ask worm!!

Oh well

That's a nobrainer:

The Girls!