#the models can be changed to be halloween costumes :(

[originaldouble]

WE COULD HAD IT AAAALLLL

[novalpha]

𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙚/𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙬𝙤𝙣 𝑭𝒊𝒄 𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒔

♡ Fluff || ୨୧ Angst || ★ Smut || ꗃ SMAU || ⌗ Series || ✿ Drabble || ♤ Mature (No smut) || ✹ Humor

[ These do not contain ship (Mingyu x wonwoo) fic recs. (Maybe slight unless stated in fics) ]

(Contains poly, love triangle, and others)

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Glitch ୨୧♡★ -> @gamerwoo

Summary: After your boyfriend goes missing and you can all only assume he’s dead, your boss assigns you a new partner. But considering you don’t want to get close to anybody again in fear of something going wrong again, living together is a lot easier said than done. However, you don’t get hurt the way you think you will.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ A break ♡★ -> @smileysuh

Synopsis: You and Mingyu live a perfect life. He’s an idol by day, and a doting husband by night, who showers your new baby with adoration. Life is easy- but when Mingyu starts paying more attention, he realizes why things are so easy: because it’s not just the two of you raising your baby, there’s a third person involved, and your baby has no concept of what differentiates a dad from a baby sitter. 

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Bittersweet ୨୧♡★✹⌗ -> @number1mingyustan

Summary: your priorities have always been surrounding your education. but what happens when you ask your neighbor to help you let loose a little and just maybe catch the eye of his best friend?

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Rules ♡★ -> @smileysuh

Synopsis: Morning sex with Mingyu is always really amazing- but it comes with rules. 

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Eggs, Bacon & Sausage sandwich ♡★ -> @bitchlessdino

Summary: Mingyu being the common denominator for the strained acquaintanceship of both you and Wonwoo, he's determined to make this friendship work.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Anteric ♡★ -> @smileysuh

when you bump into the guy that ghosted you, your model best friend and roommate, Mingyu, steps up to be your fake boyfriend for the night... and when the asshole is hired at your workplace, your other roommate, twitch gamer Wonwoo, is roped into the charade too - “polyamory exists dude, get over it.”

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Roomies ♡♤ -> @fairiewonu

summary: you suggest an idea for your two bickering roommates wonwoo and mingyu

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Besties ♡✹★ -> @smileysuh

Synopsis: Your best friend drags you to a frat party despite your budding relationship with a man named Mingyu, and your best friend even convinces you to let loose, after all, you might not be single for much longer... however when he tells you to let your freak flag fly and kiss randoms- neither of you can foresee the massive blunder you make when ‘some random’ ends up being the best friend of your new ‘boyfriend not boyfriend’. 

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Between heaven + hell ♡★ -> @beahae Kiss her once for me , Two is better than one

Summary: Two of your hot friends get very into their halloween costumes. But when they said they were going to be an angel and a devil, this is not what you expected.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Class project ★ -> @smileysuh

synopsis.  You’re less than enthusiastic about being paired with notorious frat boys Mingyu and Wonwoo for a class project. They make it a point to change your opinion of them... by being the ultimate meanies. 

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Good to us ★ -> @multi-kpop-fanfics

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Celebrated ★ -> @smileysuh

synopsis: after a long week working overseas, mingyu calls you and wonwoo to make sure you still miss him. And, because he’s the ‘breadwinner’ of the day, supposedly- he’s going to get to call more of the shots ;)

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Getting closer ★♡✹ -> @milfgyuu Part 2

Summary: As it turns out, you could learn a few things about yourself from your roomies who are far more attuned to your needs than you thought.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Hazed ★♡ -> @smileysuh

synopsis: tensions have been high for a while, but an edible becomes the catalyst to a trio’d ascension to cloud 9, being a little hazy has never felt so good

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Midnight appetite ★ -> @writeformesinpie

Summary - You have found yourself in possession of an invite to the exclusive host club The Midnight Appetite. Within moments of walking into the establishment, one of the hosts sinks his claws in, staking his claim on you for the night. It isn’t long, though, before he adds another to your table. This isn’t how you thought your night would go. 

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Call him bestie in bed ♡୨୧★ -> @luxekook

summary: you realize you’re in love with your best friends. chaos ensues.

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ From winter to spring ♡୨୧✹ -> @viastro @sunlightwoo

synopsis: ‘all good things come with a cost.’ mingyu was warned from the beginning of your marriage as it somehow led to your divorce. so at the cost of him divorcing you, what did it mean for him if he found himself going back in time to see your life without him?

❙❘❙❙❘❙❚❙❘ ⌕ Work husband ♡✹ -> @rubyreduji

summary: your two coworkers get a bit too involved in becoming your “work husband”

[ More meanie Recs will be updated ]

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[moonstruckme]

This celebration is so cute ahhhh

Two Ghosts - send autumn/Halloween-specific prompts!

anyway, imagine picking out your halloween costume with the marauders

Remus is so supportive of whatever (as long as you don't make him do anything too weird), James wants to do something that matches, and Sirius is all like "this one would make your tits look great, ah babe this one would show off your lovely thighs, I've always wanted to fuck a nurse :)"

I hope I'm doing this right, this is my first time having the pleasure of participating in a celebration!

-🔮

You're good, lovely! Thanks for participating :)

join the party

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 474 words

“No,” Remus says as Sirius comes pulls up yet another picture of a group costume. “Pads, my one condition is that I get to be fully clothed. I’m not going to change my mind.” 

“But we’d look so hot as the sexy Scooby Doo gang,” Sirius whines, but when Remus’ expression doesn’t change, he switches tactics. “You can’t tell me you don’t want to see me in a collar, Moony.” 

Remus rolls his eyes, seemingly unaffected. “I could have you in a collar anytime I wanted to. Next.” 

“Ooh, I like this one!” James says, swiveling his laptop around for you all to see. “We could be smurfs!”

Sirius sighs heavily, tipping his head back against the couch cushions. “None of you sees the vision,” he laments. 

While you can’t say you’re totally on board with Sirius’ plan of walking around in essentially underwear on what’s bound to be a chilly night, you agree with him about this one. 

“I don’t love the idea of painting my face and everything blue,” you tell James gently. “Haven’t you seen the videos where it won’t come off?”

“What if we just all went as ghosts,” Remus suggests, patting James’ head consolingly when he pouts. “It’s simple, it’s easy, we all already have sheets.” 

“Ghosts,” Sirius says severely, “are not hot.” 

“You know what else isn’t going to be hot?” Remus counters. “The weather, on October thirty first.” 

“I’m sure we can find a compromise,” you say, moving further onto Sirius’ lap before he can get too amped up. You lean your head against his chest placatingly, looking at the screen of his laptop. “Merlin, these are skimpy.” 

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Sirius murmurs, kissing the crown of your head absentmindedly. He scrolls a bit further, and then you feel him perk up in excitement even before he speaks. “Okay, okay, compromise: nurses and doctor. Rem, you can be a doctor if you want to wear, like, pants or whatever—” he shakes his head as if such a desire is unbelievable “—but the rest of us can be sexy nurses. Look, sweetheart, this neckline will make your tits look great.” 

You gaze at the tiny bits of white fabric covering the model in the picture, dread settling like a weight in your gut. “It’s…a lot of skin.”

“Yup.” Sirius nods, pleased with himself. “Gotta show it off, sweet thing. And I get to show you off in the process.” 

James gets up, peering over your shoulders to see. “Merlin,” he breathes. “Alright, I’m willing to freeze my ass off if you guys are. So long as we’re doing it together, yeah?” 

“We’re gonna be so cold,” you agree.

“Aw, don’t worry sweetheart.” Sirius rubs your shoulder eagerly. “I’m sure Moony will lend you his doctor’s coat if you need it, won’t you handsome?”

[drewsbuzzcut]

All Treats For The Barzals

mat barzal x model!fem!reader

a visceral in doses blurb

warnings: alludes to sex

“Mommy! I want to go to this house please!!” Nolan shouts, already on his second sugar high.

It’s about 9 pm, on your final lap for trick or treating with Mat, you, and the kids. This year’s family costumes are Marvel superheroes. You’re dressed as black widow, a tight black suit, red hair and all. Mat is captain america, Nolan is Ironman, Angel is spiderman, and Sloane is spider-gwen, even though nobody will necessarily see her costume as she’s bundled up in her stroller. Angel passed about 30 minutes ago, also in the stroller.

“Are you sure you want to go in, it looks pretty scary,” Mat says to Nolan, adjusting him in his arms and wiping some of the sweat off Nolan’s forehead.

“Daddy, I’m so brave. Remember you tell me when I was scared of the monster under my bed,” Nolan rambles, hands on both of Mat’s cheeks to make sure he’s paying attention.

“You’re right, you are brave. Do you want me or mommy to take you?”

“Mommy’s turn!” You hand the stroller over to Mat, and take Nolan out of his arms.

The chills spreading over your body disappear when your husband’s hand lands on the small of your back. Even through the latex of your costume, you can feel his warmth.

“Make sure my little spiders stay warm, cap,” you whisper, sultry and softly, kissing his lips before you walk off with Nolan.

Mat lets out a deep sigh, hoping his hard on isn’t noticeable through his costume. He knew he was going to struggle the very first time you showed him your costume.

Angel’s cries break him out of his mental images of you spread out on your bed after he rips that costume off of you.

“Daddy, they had full size candy!” Nolan cheers once you both are back with Mat.

“He got really excited, almost ran himself into the side of the house,” you giggle.

“Wow, buddy, that’s so awesome. Are you going to share it with daddy?” Mat plays around, earning a small grimace from his mini me.

“Mommy said no candy for daddy,” Nolan states, holding or hiding behind your leg.

“Eh, did she? I guess I will have to have a conversation with her then,” Mat looks at you with a playful glare, making you smirk.

“What’s wrong with my little man,” you turn your attention to AJ, who’s cuddled up against Mat’s chest.

“He’s tired and cold.” You reach out to smooth your baby’s hair out, pressing a kiss to his head.

“I guess it’s time to go, sorry Nolie. It’s late, we have to get you all to bed,” you softly say to your oldest.

He looks up at you with that familiar Barzal pout, but you know that soon he’ll be the one cranky and tired.

“Sorry, my love. We have to go, c’mon, I’ll carry you the whole way,” he immediately leaps into your arms and settles against your body. He’d be out in no time.

“So, no candy for daddy, eh?” Mat comes up behind you, hands resting low on your hips.

You turn around, shushing him as you just put Sloane down in her crib. She’s sound asleep and you don’t need her daddy waking her up, especially because you still had to get ready for the team’s Halloween party.

It’s when you turn around that he finally notices that your costume is unzipped and hanging at your waist. Your chest is completely bare as you just got done breastfeeding your baby girl.

“You can have something sweet, just not candy,” you mutter, tossing your arms around his shoulders and kissing up his neck.

“Fuck, you’re such a tease,” he lets out a low guttural moan and you quiet him by pressing your lips to his.

You back him out of Sloane’s nursery and into your bedroom across the hall.

“I’m not teasing,” you say.

“We have to do our costume change and greet the babysitter,” he warns.

“30 minutes is all we need. As for being on time to the party, we can be a little late,” you say, simply taking off your costume and laying out on your bed.

a/n: This was rushed and I don’t necessarily like it, but I do hope y’all enjoy it!

[r3medialch8os]

so since u guys liked that i did this with remedial chaos theory i will now also be doing this for epidemiology.

the most incredible thing about this episode is that it is in fact Not merely an homage like most concept episodes are; it actually happens. a zombie epidemic For Real takes place at greendale. it's not a gimmick or a game or a way to frame the plot. the actual conflict is derived from the fact that people are zombies and the study group need to outrun them/turn them back. how often can you say that a sitcom incorporates a storyline like this and sincerely pulls it off? never.

the emotional tension in this episode is framed around troy/abed/jeff and the dichotomy of being a nerd vs. being cool, which respectively get attributed the qualities of caring about the people around you who have turned into zombies or wanting to run and escape from the zombies without trying to help. abed and jeff's costumes are both pointed out in the beginning receiving clear denotations of 'lame' and 'too cool to care' and therefore their positions in the conflict are cemented. the episode has a push-pull with troy being the moving factor, having to decide what he thinks is most important. he gets swayed in the beginning by two girls rejecting him over his costume and jeff mentioning how expensive his suit is. he changes from his ripley costume into a 'sexy dracula'. abed spends the whole episode trying to get troy back to his side, even saying "what defines a nerd? committing to an awesome halloween costume with your best friend?" troy is eventually 'turned back' into his nerdy self (perhaps a zombie metaphor itself, keeping in tone with the theme of the episode) because jeff cares more about his suit getting dirty than surviving the herd of zombies.

a crucial part of the episode is that it is soundtracked by abba music playing from the dean's playlist. now, who would i be if i didn't investigate significant music choices connected to scenes? first up and probably the most important one: s.o.s. is used in the background of a scene where abed confronts troy about changing costumes. troy insults him and walks away. the lyrics are: 'you seemed so far away, though you were standing near. you made me feel alive, but something died, i fear. i really tried to make it up, i wish I understood. what happened to our love? it used to be so good.' next; gimme gimme gimme plays right before the scene where chang and shirley hook up. another insane choice is at the end when troy is fighting the zombies. the whole sequence has mamma mia playing in the background Faintly. then when troy eventually gets to abed and has to fight him, the music comes in much louder with the lyrics: 'here i go again, my, my, how can i resist you?', which i think fits perfectly. the ending song fernando has the lyrics 'there was something in the air that night', both referencing the thermostat changing the zombies back and the fact that it was just an incredibly weird fucking night.

troy is dressed as ellen ripley and also kind of acts as the ripley of this episode. his journey in this as being the sole survivor and the one to eventually save greendale adheres to a common science fiction model where a life-threatening force is faced against the protagonists and they fall off in degrees, resulting in one person being left to mend everything. here specifically, it seems to mirror ripley's journey in alien (1979) as it starts with a crew that eventually gets cut down leaving only her. i thought that was really cool.

more alien tidbits, but the jumping cat scene is also inspired by it. jones the cat is an imporant figure in the first alien movie. in various scenes, members of the crew will go looking for him, then get ambushed by the titular alien and subsequently killed. it is a minor homage to the movie through yet another subtle reference. the bit is also parodying jumpscares in horror movies in general, and how they are used to cheaply amplify the tension. anyways, it's quite the multilayered joke because it also really works out of context as a bizarre comedic moment.

troy and abed's scene in the basement pays homage to princess leia and han solo's scene in the empire strikes back. the conversation in the film takes place just before han is frozen alive in carbonite by darth vader. not knowing if he’ll survive, he kisses leia, only to be torn away from her by stormtroopers. she says 'i love you,' and as he descends into chamber, han replies, 'i know.' an undeniably romantic moment, maybe one of the most memorable ones ever, is applied to troy and abed who have held reign over the emotional core of the plot for the entire episode. it's pretty special that such an iconic moment is given to them, i feel like the creators of the show wouldn't just do this sparingly. it also perfectly resolves their conflict as troy makes such a vulnerable statement and abed assuring him that he already knew, validating their bond once again.

more on troy and abed, it is pretty amazing realizing the emotional implications tied to how dire the situation was. everyone in this episode was under the direct threat of Not Surviving, and still abed sacrificed himself for troy. he knew this was for real. he couldn't be sure if they were going to make it. but i think he had enough faith in troy to aid in his escape. it's very touching. further, it's incredible that troy is willing to fight all the zombies (all his friends) but when it comes time to punch abed, he refuses to do it. he's struck by the force of their friendship, mumbling 'we're friends' defeated before eventually succumbing to his bite.

troy saving the school by controlling the temperature; nicely setting up his further plot with the ac repair school.

him being the one to escape and abed saying 'be the first black man to make it to the end' subverts the common horror trope of 'black dude dies first'. a playful way of keeping up with the horror movie theme of the episode.

also ironically this episode, which features the song mamma mia by abba, sets up a plotline in season two about shirley not knowing who the father of her new baby is, which is functionally the plot of the movie mamma mia!, a musical based on abba's music. probably a coincidence but a pretty funny one.

at the end when the army arrives, they ask the dean about witnesses. when he says he is the only witness, one of the guards reaches into his jacket, suggesting that he's pulling a gun intended to kill the dean and get rid of the witness. when they notice everyone in the school is still alive, they abandon this plan and go for 'scenario b'. kind of dark but i laugh every time that scene happens.

anyways that's all i could pull from my brain crevices for now. this episode is a genuine masterpiece, it will never ever get old and will remain to be one of the most unique sitcom episodes ever created.

[ucchicookie]

Sailormoon 🌙

GojoHime au (kid au, fluff, non-sorcerer au)

Throwback to the now married Gojo Satoru and Iori Utahime's precious childhood memories.

Note: Originally posted on ao3

The Gojo household is currently busy unpacking things and organizing their newly purchased home after deciding to move, realizing that their previous property has become smaller for their growing children. Their first-born son recently turned ten and has developed an interest in cooking. Naturally, their previously spacious kitchen has become too small for the additional cook of the family.

 

Utahime, the matriarch of the Gojo household, wants the best for their son to hone his talent. Satoru, being the best hype man and father, instantly purchased a bigger home. The Princess of the family, their daughter, also requested a bigger garden to play with their pets. No one can resist their pretty little daughter, especially Satoru.

 

Utahime is currently arranging the storage with her seven-year-old daughter tailing her in hopes of helping her mother when suddenly the little getting her hands into something pretty and interesting.

 

"Mama!" She chirped excitedly as she showed a familiar costume of a popular heroine of a famous anime. "I want to wear this one!"

 

"Do you know Sailor Moon?" Utahime asks softly as she runs her hand through the certain costume. The little girl nodded.

More than 20 years have passed but the garment has maintained its quality. It needs some fresh air since it was stocked too long in a box but with a few cleanings, and trimming of some loose thread on the hem of the skirt, the Sailor Moon costume is still ready to be worn.

 

She maintained and treasured the said outfit, making sure it would last long as it held a precious memory of her childhood with her husband. Since that day, she has made sure that the story about her special Halloween will get passed on to her grandchildren. Utahime will never be forgotten.

Utahime pats her daughter's head as she giggles. Grinning from ear to ear, the mother nods in approval. "Make sure to model it to your brother and father after dinner, okay?"

 

 

 

Thirty minutes before the start of trick or treat. The children, dressed in their Halloween costumes ranging from scary creatures to cartoon characters, were all excited to get their hands on the candies they could possibly garner for roaming in the neighbourhood.

 

At that very last minute, Satoru changed his mind about the costume he was currently wearing, deciding he did not feel like wearing the robot costume anymore. His mother and he had planned it for months already. Being the mom who knew her son too well, had asked the seven-year-old if he was certain about the robot costume several times and the boy answered yes every single time. She was stressed out as Satoru threw a tantrum about wanting to change into something else out of nowhere. The reason was unknown.

 

Satoru was left alone in his room as his mother had left to search for a new costume that could be available instantly. The little boy tried the tiger onesie he wore last year only to be disappointed as the costume was ill-fitting. Satoru has grown a lot since last year. A frown painted on his face, afraid to skip the event where he could get all the chocolates in the neighbourhood. However, he refused to wear the robot costume.

 

Minutes later, his mother arrived with a white box in her hand. She placed it on the floor as she presented it to his son.

"I managed to borrow this from your cousin." Satoru's mother showed the said backup costume as little Satoru waited excitedly only to be left disappointed.

 

"No." Satoru crossed his arms, tears threatening to escape his big blue eyes. If the robot costume was bad, the new costume was the worst. With that being said, the boy threw another tantrum which made his mother sigh.

 

"This is all I could get. Your aunt and cousin were generous enough to dig into their closet to get this costume." She tried to explain in hopes of persuading the crying boy.

 

There was no sign of giving in and it made her want to give up. Her patience was known for being long, always being praised for being able to keep up with the little brat's naughty attitude. However, someone like her has limits too. The boy managed to reach it.

 

With her arms crossed on her chest, she looked at her son sternly, showing how serious she was and that throwing unnecessary tantrums would no longer work. "You either wear your original costume or that Sailor Moon costume that your cousin lent you."

 

"I don't want to wear any of those..." This time, Satoru's voice became softer, his glossy lips were quivering, tears pooling in his eyes.

 

"Then you can't participate in the trick-or-treat."

 

The words his mother dropped were the signal for his tears to fall completely. His cries were loud. Being unable to join would be very disappointing for him. As much as his mother felt bad for the crying child, she wouldn't let Satoru get his way every single time he wished to. A series of rings from their doorbell echoed throughout their home, it was Satoru's friends. Everyone was all dressed up and ready to go except him who was still in his pajamas.

 

"You can't make your friends wait for too long. You should decide now. Would you wear any of these costumes or you won't be going? Make up your mind now." She told the kid one last time as she wiped the child's tears. "Do you like the robot costume?"

 

Satoru shook his head.

 

"Then your only option is the sailor moon one."

"But Sailor Moon is a girl. This is for girls." Satoru replied, a frown painted on his face.

 

His mother cupped his cheeks as she smiled at him. "It doesn't matter. You are still the cutest. Besides, it's Halloween, anyone can dress any character they like to do." She consoles her son. "Look at Shoko, she is wearing a grim reaper. Come on baby, Halloween only comes once a year. I will assure you that everyone will give you even more chocolates than last year because you look cute."

 

After the pep talk between the mother and son, Satoru decided to stop being stubborn and wear the costume. It was a new and awkward feeling for the baby Satoru to say the least. He was looking at himself in the mirror, wearing a school uniform-looking costume. A white top with a blue-collar, adorned with a red bow, a blue skirt reaching almost his knees, a red knee-length booth, white gloves reaching his elbows and a blonde wig with pigtails with the most important part, the gold tiara on the forehead. His mother was fawning over his adorable son.

 

Being insecure about wearing a girl's costume, Satoru refused to go outside his room. His mother was preparing the candies, leaving him alone. Suddenly, a soft knock on his bedroom dorm was heard before it opened revealing his friends. They all look great. He thought.

Satoru was waiting for them to laugh and make fun of him for looking ridiculous. However, nothing was said or heard. Instead, they walked towards him.

"C'mon Satoru let's go or else the other group will take all the candies." Suguru, who was wearing a pirate costume, told him as he took his hand.

 

"I don't want to... I look funny..." Satoru replied.

 

"You don't. Don't be a baby and let's leave." Shoko, the grim reaper, added.

 

Utahime, on the side, observed carefully. Satoru looks cute in his costume, however, he feels insecure and discouraged to the point that chocolates and candies no longer work as persuasion. She needed to do something so he wouldn't feel out of place. An idea popped into her head!

"Wait for me here, I'll be right back!" She runs swiftly on her Cinderella dress, on her way back to their home which was right beside the Gojo's. Asking for her brother's tuxedo and dress shirt which he prepared instantly, she quickly made a DIY mask using white cardboard with the help of her father. Thanks to her mother, she was able to change quickly from the Cinderella ball gown to a tuxedo. Her brother also gave him his favourite magician hat. Her mother simply pinned her hair, enough to make it seem that it was short as they didn't have any wigs for her.

Suguru and Shoko were shocked at her last-minute costume change though it looked perfect on their eldest friend. Utahime asked Suguru to let her borrow the cape that he was wearing since it was unnecessary for his pirate costume which the boy gladly did. Everything was set and all that was left was to meet Satoru.

 

Satoru's bedroom door opened revealing a boy, however, it wasn't a boy. It was Utahime.

 

"I came to save you, Satoru."

 

The boy's eyes widened, his eyes were sparkling, cheeks turned pink. Utahime, who was previously Cinderella, was wearing a Tuxedo Mask costume, Sailor Moon's love interest. The sweet girl changed her costume to complement his. That made him feel better as he no longer felt ostracized.

"Let's go!" Utahime extended her hand as she ushered the little boy to come outside and enjoy.

 

Throughout the trick-or-treat event, Utahime stayed close to Satoru, not letting go of his hand. Satoru's mom was right! The parents were squealing at Satoru's cuteness, and also at the two children's dynamic. Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask ruled the Halloween event, garnering the most candies.

 

It was the best Halloween for Satoru and Utahime. The boy's worry has vanished as he had a good time, thanks to Utahime's kindness. As a remembrance, Satoru's mother took a picture of the duo, treasuring it forever.

 

"Our daughter wants to show you something," Utahime said as she sat beside her husband who was currently watching TV with their son.

 

There goes a child wearing a familiar costume, something that he treasures yet the source of his embarrassment as an adult. Satoru covered his face, ears turning red as a certain memory flashed in his mind. The embarrassment has yet to come when Utahime showed her children their photos that day.

 

"Oh my gosh, is that you papa?" Their eldest son was surprised at a little boy wearing the sailor moon costume. He tries his best to keep that album away from Utahime's hands. Yet, she always managed to figure out where he hid it. He can still clearly remember Suguru and Shoko laughing their hearts out. Those evil creatures.

 

The house is filled with laughter as they browse the photo album. It might be embarrassing but that was the day he realized he had a crush on that girl wearing a Tuxedo Mask costume.

 

A kiss on his cheek snaps him back to reality. Utahime knows she will get in trouble for it, hence, comforting her husband with kisses on his face.

"That won't work wifey. Better prepare yourself. In the name of the moon, I'll punish you." He simply replied, referrencing Sailor Moon's iconic line.

[ladyazurith]

Vil/Cater headcanons

Vil keeps a stash of high quality chocolate to fend off his sweet tooth. He doesn’t like dark chocolate but keeps it on hand because it's the only chocolate Cater will eat.

Of the two, Vil’s the one that’s the most physically affectionate. He craves touch especially Cater’s. Cater on the other hand doesn’t like to be touched by people even those he’s close to. It took him some time to get used to Vil’s but now he’s happy to indulge his boyfriend. 

Cater likes fashion design and drawing outfits with Vil in mind, even before they got together. Something he was embarrassed about when the model found out when he accidentally left his sketchbook out and open. Vil however was flattered that he’d essentially been the other’s muse.

Halloween was a tipping point for their relationship. Cater’s reliability during the issues with the Magicam Monsters situation, and the fact that he worked to fix things, and didn’t take advantage of the situation to grow his own following was the exact opposite of what Vil expected. Then being stuck with him in the ghost world, and Cater’s actions there were enough to get him to reevaluate the other. 

Cater’s birthday interview with Jamil was edited down. He’d spent more time talking about Vil and why he respected and looked up to him. Vil was never supposed to see the unedited version but someone (Rook or Jamil, neither will own up to it) slipped it into his film club files. 

Cater's magicam page is just as meticulously curated as Vil's something the actor never realized until he got to know his boyfriend better.

The reason Cater knows how to pose, and what angles work best for him is because of his clones, he can literally see himself the way everyone else does.

Despite what it may look like on the surface, Cater is an extremely private person. The vapid and shallow persona he portrays on magicam was all done on purpose to keep people from digging too deeply into his actual life.  Something that surprised Vil when it was Cater who asked that they keep their relationship offline at first. 

Rook knew that Vil was lying when he said he wasn’t interested in Cater because of the way his heartbeat would change, and the look in his eyes. Vil’s insistence that Cater only wanted to use him, was born out of his own insecurities revolving around his villain typecasting. Villains (typically) don’t get the happily ever after love story. It’s also why he never told him no, and brushed it off with comments about how Cater couldn’t afford him. Never taking him seriously.

My HC that Cater’s family is extremely wealthy came about specifically because of that implication from Vil in his “What It Means to Be a Brand” vignette. However, I do think Cater’s family has more money than he lets on, given how he talks about going “glamping” and it takes a lot of money to chase trends like he does. 

Not really a Vil/Cater thing but I also believe that Cater’s clones can fool Rook’s Unique Magic because he can’t tell the difference between him and one of his clones with it. 

I see them talking a lot about make-up and fashion, something that has been shown to interest both of them. Though in all honesty based on their various different outfits, Cater has a much better sense of style in my personal opinion. Something that may be a result of Vil being used to having other people dress him as a model. (A glaring example is how Cater looked in his Halloween grave keeper costume, versus Vil’s grandma’s couch print vampire outfit) 

[phantomfox9]

Beacon Hills Halloween 

Part 2: Parrish

Parrish had somehow gotten roped into going to the pack’s Halloween party. He wasn’t the biggest fan of dressing up, but he’d been informed that he HAD to show up in costume (No his deputy uniform didn’t count. He’d asked). Lydia was a woman that you did not want to cross.

Still, he figured it would be better than spending the night handling the typical Halloween 911 disturbance calls. Last year he’d spent half the night washing vomit and orange glitter out of his cruiser. People really went nuts in celebration of the holiday. 

Parrish had just gotten off shift, and was currently walking through the isles of the local pop-up halloween store. They had a huge selection of different costumes, and he was having a hard time picking one out. A young man in uniform approached the deputy.

“Can I help you find something officer?” the man asked, smiling politely.

Parrish smiled back, and gave a shrug, “Maybe? To be honest I don’t even know what I’m looking for,” he chuckled. “I'm being forced to go to a party tonight and I’ve been told I need a costume,” he said, continuing to look through the racks of costumes.

The employee chuckled, “I take it Halloween isn’t your favorite holiday?” he asked.

Parrish sighed, “I don’t know. I don’t hate it. I just get tired of dealing with drunk and rowdy college kids. Hard to have fun when you always have to be the responsible adult.”

The man smiled, “Well if that’s how you feel, might I suggest this one?” he said, plucking a costume bag from the rack without even looking, and handing it to the deputy. Parrish, intrigued, took the bag and inspected it.

He then sighed, “The Frat Boy? Really?” he asked skeptically.

The employee just shrugged. “Well you know what they say? If you can’t beat them, join them! Besides, maybe you’ll get to see what all the fuss is about,” he smiled. Parrish couldn’t help but feel slightly unnerved by the smiling man; feeling like he was being left in the dark about something.

That being said, it was getting late, and he’d have to pick something. Plus this costume seemed pretty simple. Just some sneakers, some basketball shorts, and a baseball cap. “Seems like stuff I could just find in my closet?” Parrish thought, “Hardly worth the money.”

Still, the price tag wasn’t that expensive, and at least he wouldn't have to wear any makeup or prosthetics. He also didn’t want to be rude and reject the employee’s choice.

“You can try it on over here,” the young man smiled, leading Parrish over to a small changing room. He pulled back the curtain, and ushered Parrish inside. “I’ll come back and check on you later. Just holler if you need anything,” he smiled, before pulling the curtain shut.

“Thank you … ,” Parrish called back, “I think?” he muttered to himself.

He quickly stripped out of his deputy uniform, standing in just his boxer briefs. Seeing nowhere to hang up his clothes, he decided to lay his pants and shirt over the curtain rod. Not noticing that they were pulled down from the other side the moment he turned his back.

Parrish then inspected the costume once again. “I hope Lydia won’t be too upset that I didn’t go for something more dramatic,” he said to himself. “Hopefully she’ll be too distracted by the sight of me shirtless to notice,” he chuckled, referring to the fact the costume didn’t include a shirt. The model on the front of the bag, proudly showing off his abs.

Parrish sighed before stepping into the basketball shorts and pulling them up his legs till they sat snuggly around his waist. He then pulled the baseball cap over his head, turning it backwards like the model on the bag. As he did, he thought he felt a slight tingle shoot down his spine.

Shaking it off as nothing, he turned and looked at himself in the changing room mirror. “Yeah there’s no way she’ll be happy with this,” Parrish thought. He looked more like he was getting ready for a day off from work, than for a Halloween party.

He sighed, figuring he’d have to find something else. “At least I look pretty good,” he smiled, flexing one of his arms. “Could do with some more cardio though,” he thought, inspecting the slight muscle gut he was developing. “Probably too much time doing paperwork,” he frowned.

Just as he thought that, he felt a warm tingling spread throughout his body. He then watched his reflection in the mirror, as his slight gut slowly receded. The extra thickness gradually flattened out until it had become a perfect six pack.

Parrish gasped, “What The Hell!”

He didn’t have time to think too hard about it though, before the tingling spread to his beefy pecs, which gradually became smaller and slimmer. They now looked more like those of an instagram pretty boy, than those of a hardened police officer.

The tingling then traveled on to his arms, which also gradually lost their impressive size. Slimming down the giant biceps that were constantly straining his uniform sleeves, to more toned and trim arms that while still impressive, were nowhere near the amateur bodybuilder size that they had been moments before.

Parrish, still too confused and in awe of what was happening, didn’t react apart from watching the transformation unfold. “Am I? Am I getting younger?” he whispered.

The deputy watched as he lost any signs of age. He wasn’t that old, still being in his twenties, but the effects of a stressful job as an officer in Beacon Hills of all places, had definitely aged him a bit prematurely. Aged him in ways that were currently being undone. His hair grew slightly fuller and more vibrant. His slight crows feet and wrinkles faded away, replaced by smooth and supple skin. His five o'clock shadow vanished, leaving a smooth and youthful face.

Parrish gasped as he inspected himself. “I look like I’m nineteen again,” he said in fascination. He began to smile as he took in his new appearance, starting to enjoy the changes. “Man, I forgot how good I looked at this age!” he laughed, “Wait until people get a load of the new me!” he said, with all the excitement of an actual nineteen year old.

As he caressed his abs, and flexed his biceps, Parrish was completely oblivious to the fact that any memories he had prior to being nineteen were quickly vanishing from his mind. Memories of the pack, of being in the military, of being a deputy, all disappeared as the young man posed and admired his young body. His IQ drained quickly, leaving the young man with more good looks than brains.

Just as he pulled down his shorts to get a better look at his toned legs and his bubble butt, the curtain to the dressing room was pulled back.

“Well Well, I can see someone is finally having some fun.” the employee from before smirked. “How is everything?” he asked.

“Great dude!” Parrish replied excitedly, “I mean how can it not be when I look like this,” he bragged, gesturing to his practically naked body. “I’m gonna get so much action at the party tonight! Not that I don’t already. None of the guys in my frat can resist this cock, or this ass,” he smiled, going back to checking out his behind in the mirror.

The employee frowned at this, “Huh, wasn’t expecting that. Guess that frat boy had a few secrets,” he thought, watching the now apparently gay frat boy check himself out. “Well I hate to interrupt your fun, but it's closing time,” the employee smirked.

Parrish pouted, “Ahh man! I didn’t even find a costume! Wait didn’t I … ? Uh .. , didn’t I leave my clothes on the curtain rod?” he muttered, pulling his cap off and scratching his head in confusion.

The employee, without skipping a beat, smiled, “Oh No. You only came in wearing the clothes you have on now,” he answered smoothly.

Parrish frowned, then gave a shrug, “Huh, weird. I’m such a dumb frat boy. I’d forget my own cock if it wasn’t attached to me,” he laughed, groping his bulge through his underwear.

Just as he was about to put his clothes back on, he spotted the costume bag in the employee’s hand. “Hey! What about that costume? It looks pretty good to me,” he asked excitedly, pointing at the bag.

It was labeled “The Deputy,” and the image on the front depicted a muscular police officer, complete with badge and gun.

The employee paled, but quickly regained his composure and gave a shrug, “You could, but if you ask me, I think you look great as is. Why cover that body with a costume, and deprive people of seeing it?” he smirked.

Parrish perked up at that, “Yeah! You’re right bro! Why do I need a costume when all the guys wanna see this,” he grinned, gesturing to his bare body. “Guess I better get going. Don’t want to miss out on all the fun!” he smiled.

He pulled his shorts back on and slipped his feet into his basketball sneakers. He secured his baseball cap and walked past the employee.

“Hope you have a Happy Halloween,” the employee said to Parrish on his way out.

The young man turned around and smiled, “You know it dude! Best night of the year!” he cheered before exiting the store.

[butterberg]

Black Mirror and Netflix and Streamberry

I saw many people were a bit baffled as to why Netflix would allow Black Mirror to criticise them in the first two episodes of season 6.

Because it's part of Netflix's business strategy.

If they had not allowed it, the makers of Black Mirror would have most likely kicked up a stink. That would have hurt Netflix's brand further (they have been facing backlash for months now, the latest being the "one household per account" fiasco). Censorship never looks good for any brand (at least in the West; companies have no problems editing out scenes from shows that are deemed "not appropriate" for certain cultural contexts (and by that I mean: what authoritarian regimes think is appropriate and what promotes "corrupted Western values").

Allowing Black Mirror to criticise its brand serves three purposes for Netflix:

It distracts from the other criticisms.

It shows that they are conscious of the problem. Many digital companies do this now. Look at Meta: Instagram has introduced tools to regulate teenagers' consumption of the app. Facebook promises to have stricter rules regarding harmful content. But, and this is the most important part, will these episodes substantially change Netflix's business model? No. The release of content on Netflix is carefully planned (as we have seen in Joan is Awful).

Netflix won't release any new true crime content over the next few weeks (it's also summer and people don't want to be down too much). My guess is they will wait until autumn comes around, when the days get shorter, and people spend more time inside which means they will use streaming services more and will crave more content that "fits" the season. So, a few weeks before Halloween we will see some new true crime content on Netflix or perhaps a "crime drama" based on a true story. And we will see Halloween costumes inspired by these shows. Some people will then criticise Netflix and point to the Black Mirror episodes which, conveniently, you can watch on Netflix. So you don't even have to leave Netflix to see critical content about Netflix. That takes away potential content from competing streaming services. And Netflix knows that only a marginal number of people, if any, will cancel their Netflix subscriptions because of Black Mirror. If Black Mirror was this powerful, everyone who watched it would have deleted their social media and thrown their phones into the ocean by now.

[leclerced]

Hi ma’am

Here I am again, this time asking for part 2 of the requested ‘ dirty little secret ‘

Where Charles’s younger sister is famous model, student . And she also hangs out around paddock while studying.

And she posts something about max failing nnn with her

Lets call her Caroline

Can imagine THE Leclerc brothers loudly banging at Maxs door screaming something like “ MAX CAROLINE I KNOW YOURE IN THERE WE JUST WANNA TALK “

And then Charles having to see max getting cozy w his little sweetheart sis around the paddock, fr he would make gagging noises

Change whatever, hope u like it

i've got ideas for part 2 to that already but i like the idea of her posting and them getting caught so i'm gonna do an alternate blurb about them failing and getting caught a different way.

You know those bolo ties they got in COTA? Halloween was a Tuesday and they celebrated then, but she finds a Halloween party that following weekend in Brazil and they go after the sprint. She wanted to match with Max, but couldn't do it without revealing their relationship so she convinced Max and Charles both to go as a cowboys and wear the bolo ties with their costumes and she went as a cowgirl.

Charles notices his sister and bestfriend missing halfway through the night but doesn't think anything of it until the next day when he's laying in his hotel room alone and sees her instagram story. It's a blurry mirror photo from the club bathroom posted last night, captioned save a horse, ride a cowboy. And then in smaller text underneath failed nnn after four days. Despite the man's face being out of the shot, Charles immediately recognizes the unbuttoned shirt that matched his and the bolo tie hanging on the bare chest.

Charles leaves his room in nothing but pajama pants with his phone and two room keys in hand. One of them is her room key, and he goes two doors down and unlocks her door. It's completely empty, so he goes two floors up and finds his best friends room. "Max, Peche! I know you're in there! Open the fucking door! I just want to talk!" His banging on the door causes someone two rooms down to peek out and hush him, but he just scowls and bangs again, "Peche! Open up!"

He hears her muffled voice a moment later, "Cha! Calm down and I'll open the door."

Charles freezes just before he hits it again and drops his hand to his side as he sighs, "I am calm!"

The door cracks and he tries to push it open, but she's leaning her entire weight on it as she pleads, "Cha, don't be mad."

He pushes on the door harder and she stumbles back before someone steadies her, and he sees Max standing behind her half dressed. Charles wants to push him away from his sister as they back away from the door and he steps inside, but he holds himself back. "What the hell?" She blushes and looks back to Max momentarily before she mumbles, "This is why I didn't tell you. I didn't wanna hurt you."

He huffs, "Hurt me? You hurt me by not trusting me. I'm your brother, your best friend. You're supposed to tell me everything. The two people I trust the most aren't supposed to go behind my back."

Max winces, "I would have told you if I didn't think you'd kill me. If not you, Lorenzo."

Peach winces too at the mention of her older brother, "Does he know?"

Charles shakes his head, "Not that I know of. I saw your photo, I recognized the outfit. I cannot believe you would- In public? I should kill you both. What if you had gotten caught?" Max grins and Charles immediately says, "Shut up. Never mind. I'm leaving. We're going to talk about this later when you're dressed."

He quickly leaves the room and Peach spins in Max's arms, "That could have gone worse."

He shakes his head, "I think Lorenzo is going to kill me when he finds out, and Charles is going to help him hide my body."

She giggles and leans up to kiss him as he hands drift down to the waistband of his pajamas, "Guess I better take advantage of your body while I have it then."

Max groans, "How are you in the mood now? I feel like I should be paying someone to create a fake identity so I can hide away for the rest of my life."

Then, the rest of the world finds out when they arrive hand in hand in the paddock. She spends the entire time in the Redbull garage, finally wearing a shirt with Max's number instead of her brother's and Max can't keep his hands off her, much to the chagrin of Charles who is forced to watch the couple on the livestreams. He gets asked about them repeatedly, and eventually retreats to his drivers room so he doesn't have to look at them making out in the back of the Redbull garage.

And of course, he shoots Max a text telling her to stop making softcore porn with his sister when he looks up at the TV in his room and sees that the camera has zeroed in on Max with his sister in his lap, and his hands on her ass. They're just talking, he can tell that much, but he doesn't like the sight of someone touching his sister at all. It makes him want to throw up. He watches on the delayed screen as Max pulls away to check his phone and laughs, then shifts so he can glare at the nosy camera man. It turns away from them a moment later and Charles is saved from the sight of Max leaning in to kiss her.

[im-not-buying-it-ether]

Headcanons on Kon in the Captain Marvel adopts Superboy AU

Kon is his universes Captain Marvel Junior, Freddy is called Lieutenant Marvel instead

Billy’s age isn’t known, only the Shazamily and Kon know. Plus Tim, Kon told him and Tim makes sure Batman doesn’t figure it out through sneaky sabotage

His jacket has embroidery saying “You’ve been” with Caps symbol on the back with a “Struck!” At the bottom (You’ve been thunderstruck) instead of “Don’t mess with the S”

Does have access to Captain Marvels powers if needed, he’s part of the family so he can call down the lightning, but doesn’t like to because it ages him up and he ends up looking just like Clark

If he is Shazam-ed up his leather jacket becomes double breasted with the thunder emblem taking up most the front and thunder bolts in a belt formation on his hips, other than that his suit stays entirely the same

Civilian name is Conner Elliot Ordway; Conner is obvious, the Elliot is a nod to the House of El, and Ordway is the maiden name of Billy’s mom. The initials spell out CEO which is a humorous nod to Lex. Billy wanted to make sure Kon had a name that honored his family history, as messed up as it is, while still giving his one that’s makes him part of his family and able to be his own person separate from them. Which is why he gave him the last name Ordway instead of Batson, so his identity is completely his own if he wants it to be.

(More under the cut)

Knows Billy is Captain Marvel but still sees him as a great father figure, one who cares about and loves him unconditionally and respects him while also actively trying to be present in his life

Billy models his treatment to Kon as a mix of how he remembers his own dad and doing the opposite of what Superman was doing, which leads to a very loving parent-child dynamic built on respected boundaries and lots of open affection to remind eachother they’re loved

Billy mainly sees Kon as a older brother, Kon sees Captain Marvel as a dad figure and Billy as a little brother when they spend more time together as civilians. It changes based on how long they spend together in one of Billy’s forms for the most part, but mainly Kon sees him as his dad (even if the differences in age are supposed to be odd)

Billy uses the “Pretending to be my own dad” trick with Captain Marvel to get Kon in a high school in Fawcett plus Tim’s stellar “I faked a whole uncle to avoid being adopted” abilities to fake the paperwork

Billy works at Whiz radio and uses Cap in civilian clothes working odd jobs to afford an apartment for the both of them, which is made a lot less expensive when Billy uses that “Powers of Shazam, summon before me (insert desired thing here)” spell he summoned a ping pong table with that one time to cover large furniture

Superman started giving Cap the silent treatment after he learned Conner has been all but legally adopted Kon

Mary is a cool aunt to Kon, both get along well and scrapbook together as a bonding activity

Freddy, understandably, freaks out and is all over Kon the first few months he’s part of the family. Asking about TTK, doing dumb stuff with their powers and arm wrestling to see whose power set is better, asking any and every question that comes to mind. Those two get in a lot of power based shenanigans and hang out a lot in and out of costume

The love language of the entire family is shared time and involves a ton of physical affection just because it’s good to remind people you love them with a hug, Kon is living his best life with all the love and validation he gets 24/7/365

Billy inadvertently catches up with and excels past his age groups study’s after learning what he can as Billy and trying to stay up to date with Kon’s school work to be the parent that can help their kid with homework and does

They go as eachother for Halloween one year, Kon takes a selfie and shows it to the rest of young justice forgetting they don’t know about Billy and when they ask he panics and says that’s his kid brother.

Which tumbles into Batman thinking Cap is CC Batson reincarnated with powers and trying to be a good dad and hero despite the whole death thing and Tim in the background trying not to laugh when he knows Bruce is wrong

(Stuff tied to comic canons)

Captain Marvel disappears for a solid 3 weeks after Kon dies, spending the whole time bouncing from afterlife to afterlife trying to look for him and asking the various death gods he comes across where Kon might have ended up. He doesn’t find him and has to grieve losing his family all over again

Covered every base he could think of looking for Kon’s soul, checked his family’s old faith, Hades because of the Greek ties, Kryptonian gods, a fist fight with Lady Blaze for information but couldn’t find anything. All he knows after that is that either Kon didn’t have a soul (which isn’t true and he refused to believe that), his ghost is roaming around and didn’t move on properly so he’s in a state of limbo, or he’s in some other afterlife and he has no idea what other ones to check for him in. Either way, Billy can’t find him and gets torn up that he lost some of his family all over again

The new 52 has Superboy Prime a prisoner held in the Monsterlands, a realm under the Council of Eternity’s (and Captain Marvel’s) control. Billy makes every day there a living hell for him for the next year until Kon is brought back, and after that all of Young Justice gets a free lifetime pass to pop by and beat him senseless for some Therapy™️. Tim and Cassie got a lot of hits in

When Kon does come back and gets back into the swing of his civilian life Billy worries a lot more and gets a little hover-y as a parent to Kon, Mary makes him earrings and small pieces of jewelry that has protection charms on them, and Freddy checks up on him between classes.

All in all, it’s a family of orphans all in various situations of oprhanhood being there for eachother no matter how weird life gets for them. Sometimes a family is your middle school aged dad, his best friend, his twin sister, a shape shifting talking tiger, and yourself

[xxmissarichanxx]

✨XMACX Monthly✨September 2024

September is here! I always think of this month as my sister’s month because she was born in September lol. Anyway, I was lowkey happy Beau won the character poll because it means I get to dedicate September’s cover art to my sister’s fave color: yellow. Happy Birth Month, lil bro~ Big Love!

You can read the update on XXMISSARICHANXX.com or under the cut below!

What’s Happening in September?

Well, the poll this month will be a little different. Usually, we vote on who next month’s cover model will be. This month, however, I was thinking — since the whole month of October is basically Halloween and peeps dress up — we could vote for Kaimana’s Halloween costume this year? Last year I put ‘em in an ATSV Spider-Man 2099 costume, hehehe. This year, IT’S UP TO YOU! It’ll be fun. It’ll be GREAT. To the left are the options, all tsunderes because I’m so weak for tsunderes and I consider Kai to be one as well lol. Poll drops this Friday, September 6.

A) MCU Wolverine (zaddy u///u) B) Vegeta (my prince u///u) C) Bakugou (my hero u///u) D) Asuka (my queen u///u)

Other than that, I’ll be continuing to stitch Froot Basket White together and draw Ippon! pages. I’m hoping to finish adding all the voiced lines so I can work on drawing/cleaning stuff up in the coming months! You can read about my progress below!

VN Dev | Froot Basket White

I now have all the voiced lines for Sutoro and Azrael! I’ve been inputting them into the current build. Check out a preview of Sutoro’s voiced lines!

I also received some track samples from our composer! I can’t show you right now, but, trust me. It’s a banger and a chill cafe bop for sure! The composer I’m working with went to town on it! I’m so happy with how it’s turning out! It’s got lyrics and vocals too!

I adjusted one of Sutoro’s poses because the anatomy seemed off. BUT! I also wanted to add more poses to make Sutoro a little more lively to match Jesse’s performance. Here’s some of those new sprites I’m working on!

Comic Creation | Ippon!

I haven’t talked about Ippon! in a while, mostly because I haven’t been spending a lot of time on it. I… went back and adjusted some previous panels, and I keep going back and forth between adding more pages to adjust the pace or not…

One of the things I changed, for example, are the shape of the panels on page 4 (above). I noticed as I was drawing that I tend to have a lot of dynamic panels. There were so many, that I thought it became hard to read or even look at the pages… It bummed me out a bit, so I had to stop drawing for a bit lol.

Another thing I learned: having to really think about how two pages sit next to each other. I saw online somewhere that comic artists plan out their page turns. That’s something I’d like to keep in mind too.

Other than that, I’m trying to learn to pace myself better. Some pages take longer to complete than others. For me right now, this action page (above) is taking a lot out of me. I expected it would because I’m trying to figure out where everything is situated — the anatomy, whether or not the action makes sense, etc.

I was thinking about adding the name of the move somewhere, kinda like how in shounen action series characters name their moves and whatnot or have it written out on the page or something. But I’m not too sure exactly how I’m going to go about doing that…

Cover Story | Meet Beau!

Sweet, energetic, loving Beau. In the Froot Basket series, he’s the player character Jordan’s childhood friend and neighbor! They played basketball together in baby days and continued hanging out and growing together in high school! Beau loves eating, gaming, reading comics, and playing basketball with his pals! He also has a big crush on Jordan and a big dislike of bananas — they’re mushy!

Along with Sutoro, Beau was one of the first characters I doodled when I came up with this lil series. He and Sutoro were best friends. He was meant to be a sorta delinquent character, hence the piercings and dyed undercut hairstyle. But as I developed him more and more, he just seemed like a sweetheart through and through.

I tried to include a bunch of yellow things in the background and in the illustration’s design. I’m hoping it displays Beau’s fun-loving personality! A few Easter Eggs: Beau’s playing Froot Basket Valentine on his handheld console and Froot Basket: Dark Chocolate on his desktop.

Other News…

Momotarou Post-Mortem

Momotarou was the micro-visual novel I impulsively made in July for O2A2 Jam. I managed to write the post-mortem for it late last month! If you’re interested in my thought process for the project’s creation, read it here!

I can’t believe it’s already been 50 days since I released the micro-visual novel! Time flies… A few peeps have play-throughs that I’ve very much enjoyed! Thank you so much for playing! I also received some really great feedback and observed some peeps getting confused. I’ll be updating the game with a few sentences referring to Froot Basket Valentine, the game whose events immediately precede the events of Momotarou.

Thank you again to everyone who played, commented, and left reviews! I really appreciate it!

Kaimana Zine

I released a Kaimana Zine filled with sketches and illustrations of Kai between 2019 and 2024! It’s 5 USD or pay-what-you-want and you can find it both here in my shop or on Itch! It contains explicit images not meant for minors, so please be responsible.

Next Month?

I will be in Japan the second half of October! I’m excited and can’t wait to have a bunch of fun and eat a lot of food! I’m planning to wear pink every day! I hope I’ll remember to take OOTD pics instead of just food pics… I’ll try to have the cover art for November done before I leave, but whatever will be will be.

Anyway, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Let’s instead have a relaxing September!

Aloha nui, xxAri

[attemptinghaikyuu]

~Choose your own Ending~

It’s not concerning at first. Suna is usually chill, so it’s a breath of fresh air when after his night of having none at all, he is only relaxed and sorry. If Osamu’s being honest, he’s more than ready to forget his attitude. The relief he feels at his friends changed attitude, really is enough for him.

He also bought him a shit ton of his favorite snacks, so that helped him feel some forgiveness too.

Even if they were thrown at his face.

As the week goes on, Osamu realizes some things aren’t quite adding up. Suna is constantly watching him and his partner. He writes it off at first. His relationship is new and with one of Suna’s closest friends, and the two of you hadn’t exactly got along til recently. But still.. Suna staring is making him squirm.

He decides near the end of the week, that he needs to see Suna squirming with him.

Osamu isn’t a twin for nothing, he knows how to be annoying and oh yeah, he knows how to rile people up. It’s what he tries to do to Suna. He enlists outside help from you.

All the work is to no avail.

“Why are you frowning?” Your voice pulls him out of his frustrated kitchen counter cleaning.

“Suna’s hiding something,” he huffs. “I know he does, that damn fox.”

You laugh, wiping a fake tear from your eye.

“Come on, you’re being mean,” your sighing turns into a chuckle as Osamu’s wiping turns aggressive. “we already picked and picked at him, pretty sure he would’ve caved and told us by now if he was hiding something.”

Osamu slows down when you bump his hip with yours. “Seriously, let’s watch a movie and chill like Suna would.”

Osamu grins at that. He had never seen Suna more relaxed than he had this week. There had been the slightest fear his friend was on drugs, though he had quickly come to the conclusion he wouldn’t be able to hide that.

He sighs, letting his answer out slowly as a grin he couldn’t suppress took over. “I guess we can do that.”

[viviennevermillion]

Taking care of Vil during Halloween Week

notes: reposting bc I’m deleting my archived sideblogs. this man needs a break.

contains: vil schoenheit x gn!reader

warnings: none

Vil is literally so tired and stressed. They all are but I mean just look at him during the committee meeting before the thing with the statues happened, everyone else has an obviously upset expression on their face and Vil looks absolutely exhausted too but he’s leading this whole thing and he’s used to dealing with overwhelming fans or “magicam monsters” so he’s trying to hold it together for the rest of the group. And then the statue of his role model gets thrown to the ground. You can see how upset and disappointed he is. So it’s pretty much inevitable that the more Halloween week progresses, the more tired Vil is by the end of the day

It honestly starts off pretty normal. You two appreciate each other’s costumes and you love seeing how Vil handles the kids and the visitors. He’s so gentle to them which makes you weak in the knees and makes your heart melt. He likes all the Halloween costumes of the dorms so even if you’re not in the same dorm he’ll find you pretty.

If you’re in Pomefiore you help him setting up his venue and dealing with the visitors and his fans. You occasionally bring him a glass of water or smile at him from across the room. He’s pretty busy so you two don’t get to interact much during the day.

If you’re in another dorm one of you two will find time to visit the other at least once on each day of Halloween week. Most likely it’s you visiting the Mirror Chamber because Vil hardly gets away from the fans. His eyes light up when he sees you, it’s like receiving a well-deserved break in the middle of a stressful work day.

Usually, as we know from his personal story, he doesn’t take photos for free but since he’s taking pics with the children, you definitely deserve some too! He takes some selfies with you and group pictures with you two, Rook and Epel. You find him smiling on those the most, more so than on the pictures with his fans.

Will squeeze your hand when no one’s looking.

At the end of the day you always excitedly tell each other about your experiences with the guests and show the photos you’ve taken during the day. He tells you how much he missed you and presses a kiss to your forehead when you say good night to him.

It’s when the magicam monsters start becoming a problem that Vil really needs you to make it through all the stress. Because Vil cares deeply about Night Raven College and he obviously takes pride in being a student there so even though he might not show it, he actually gets pretty worried that his fans might cause trouble in the school or for his fellow Pomefiore students and lowkey blames himself and his presence whenever this happens.

After the guests left he meets up with you in his room and you instantly notice he needs some help relaxing after all of this.

You help him remove his makeup and apply his skincare routine. There are a lot of steps and things to consider but it’s like learning to drive, it might seem overwhelming and like too much information at first but with time you get the gist of Vils evening routine. Vil has probably a major headache by then and enjoys not having to do this himself for once. It’s refreshing for him. Will criticize you though if you forget something or a spot on his face that still has makeup on it. That’s just how he is. You press a kiss to his forehead once you’re done removing his makeup.

He’ll give you a weak smile and once he changed from his costume to more comfortable clothes, he’ll collapse into bed, place his head into your lap and most likely falls asleep instantly for a short time while you run your fingers through his hair. Vil is touch-starved™, so watch him lean into your touch and smile with his eyes closed as he drifts off to sleep.

Sleep, in that case, is more like a short nap. He wakes up after about 30 minutes, still feeling absolutely drained but energized enough to go on an angry rant about the magicam monsters. Obviously he’s very stressed and you listen to him attentively, resuming to run your fingers through the strands of blond hair or over his back, but let’s be honest, Vil going on an angry rant is also kind of funny. Remember that time he scolded Malleus for talking about the differences between dragons and dragon fae for an hour? It’s like that but he talks like this for a solid 10-15 minutes.

“How can those people not have the necessary respect to at least follow the rules we give them after all the work we put into organizing this Halloween week for them???!?!” “Careful Vil, if you continue like this you’re going to get wrinkles on your face”, you tease him and chuckle. Bad idea. Now you have to convince him that he definitely doesn’t have any wrinkles on his face. Will compulsively get off the bed and inspect his skin in the mirror.

Once he’s satisfied with not finding any wrinkles he sits back down on the bed. You start massaging his shoulders and back to help him relax. His muscles are strained and stiff after those days so he welcomes the massage. Closes his eyes and just sits there enjoying your touch.

Honestly Vil is one of those people who just adore to be pampered. If you know how to do that, especially when he’s tired and stressed, Vil Schoenheit is yours in a heartbeat. After you’re done with the massage he leans his back against you and you wrap your arms around his waist from behind, leaning your cheek against his shoulder.

“I love you, Vil”, you whisper, placing several soft kisses to the back of his neck. “What would I do without you, potato?”, he says with a gentle voice and turns around, smiling at you.

You two share multiple sweet kisses and he leans his forehead against yours, apologizing for not being able to do the same things for you that you’re doing for him these days. You understand him though, after all your role in Halloween week is rather being supportive of Vil and the fellow students of your dorm from the background while Vil is constantly surrounded by visitors, hardly catching a free minute during the day. Besides, you love taking care of him after all.

You’ll eventually lay down to cuddle and Vil falls asleep in your arms. Vil is also 1000% the little spoon and I will take no criticism on that.

You two laugh after the night when all the students collectively scared the magicam monsters off the campus, sharing the things that happened and the stories about how the other dorms managed to scare them off. Vil is in a rather good mood after that night.

Will formally ask you to accompany him to the party on the 31st. He’s extra dramatic about it, adressing you as “dearest y/n” and bringing you flowers that reminded him of you. Of course he’ll do your hair and makeup for that party because what else do you expect of him. “Thank you for being there for me all this time”, he holds your hand all the way from the Pomefiore dorm to the place where the Halloween party is.

[magnetothemagnificent]

Hi! I hope your week has been good and that you’re excited to get all that discount Halloween candy and costumes. I have a question that I was wondering if you could answer (no worries if you can’t or don’t want to, sorry to bother): are golems (particularly in fiction/fantasy) disrespectful to use? I’ve seen a post going around discussing how Minecraft is attempting to add another golem to the game and how golems are exclusive to Jewish culture and should be renamed in the game, but there isn’t as much discussion on it elsewhere online that i could find initially. Thanks for your help and again sorry to bother you

Golems are exclusive to Judaism and should be renamed, absolutely. I have a huge issue with gentiles using the word "Golem" for their fantasy or sci-fi creatures. A Golem is a very specific thing- it's a human figure made out of clay to protect the Jewish community from antisemitism. It's not capable of full independent thought- it's actions run kind of like a computer- if given a command, it won't stop doing the command until it's given new input. (This leads to either terrifying or hilarious situations in Golem folktales, such as a Golem flooding a house after being told to bring in water for washing, or a Golem wreaking havok on a city after being told to be violent.)

I actually think out of any fantasy or sci-fi character, the best analogy I can give to explain what a Golem is, is Baymax from Big Hero Six. I think Baymax embodies the concept of a Golem perfectly, while not being called a Golem, which I appreciate. Especially since most creatures labeled as Golems in gentile media don't actually fit the definition of what a Golem is.

Basically, no, don't call your fantasy creature a Golem if you're not Jewish, and if you want to draw inspiration from the concept of a Golem or something similar, you can do that, just don't call it a Golem.

Also it's a little ick for Minecraft to try and add a Golem to the game considering they haven't changed the horrifically antisemitic models for the villagers.

[dotster001]

Day 18: imagine your otp having their anniversary on Halloween

Summary: Asmo x gn!reader

Cw: mild spice at the end

A pair of hands covering your eyes from behind.

"Guess who!" Your boyfriend giggled happily.

"Hmm…Lucifer?"

"No!" He called in despair, and turned you to face him, pouting until he noticed you laughing. He playfully slapped your shoulder, "that's not a nice way to treat your boyfriend on your anniversary. I should not even give you your present." He paused for a moment, then as though a bubble had burst, he excitedly shoved a bag into your hands, and jumped up and down. "Here you go!"

He held out his hands patiently. You raised your eyebrow and watched his face fall back into a pout. You laughed again and handed him his present.

You opened your bag. It was a knight costume.

"It's so we can do a couples costume! I'll be princess Asmo, and you'll be my knight in shining armor! Oh underneath the costume is that perfume you like, but I knew this part was more important for the moment."

He then tore apart his own bag, and squealed in delight. 

"I know it's not much but…"

"I've been begging Lucifer for this pair of glasses for months! How did you know?" He didn't give you a moment to respond though, " It doesn't matter! I need to model my costume, and Princess Asmo is nothing without his beloved Knight, so go get changed!" He winked at you, "Unless you need me to help you…"

Instead of responding, you smirked, and walked off to Asmo's room, princess Asmo following right behind you.