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blitzy-blitzwing · 1 year
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Good ol' Docbot wouldn't let that happen.
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smile-files · 11 months
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pov: you are a little bug or maybe a flower
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enbesbians · 3 months
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thinking of some random ellie hcs...
this is a repost…
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these headcannons are purely based off what i think ellie would be or what i think she'd do. tell me if you agree or send a specific headcannon if you'd like. im always open.
ALSO! i have big fucking hands and i mistype all the time and somehow even though i think aloud when i type i forget to add the word... so if there's any mistakes….. pay no mind…. please.
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sfw hc:
• modern day ellie definitely had an emo phase, fringe and all. her hair all disheveled, doodling on her arm as her 'tattoos'.
• she most definitely had a 'im not gay' phase. she was so paranoid of anyone finding out that she was attracted to girls, if a group of friends of hers complimented one of them, ellie would say something like, "yeah... you're cool... or whatever" thinking if she ever called one of them pretty, they'd find out. simultaneously alway asking hypothetical questions like, "what if we got married...? that would be so crazy right? …yeah."
• her first kiss was absolutely the most awkward, painful kiss anyone could witness. she's definitely gotten better but her first kiss was just a long press... eyes all the way open.
• she'd have numerous bruises and scars from skateboarding. she seems like the type to try to do tricks with majority of them busting her ass. she'd come in with a cast on her arm and a scratch on her cheek saying, "hey guys!" as if she didn't look like she ate shit.
• she either wears a binder or no bra at all. i can see her liking the idea of being flat chested even though she is on the smaller side (which i find cute) and she'd flex in the mirror whenever she'd put it on. other times, she might be braless and not care that her nipples are poking out of her shirt.
• this brings me to my next he, she'd most definitely have nipple piercings... here me out... but it'd only be one. i dunno why i see her with only one, but it seems fitting. she'd have the standard bar and circle balls.
• she throughly enjoys metal music and dabbled in the punk scene. she wouldn't go full out in her wardrobe, she's definitely a wear a band shirt and have patches on my jacket from time to time kinda gal. you'd see her in local punk show events, in the pit going rampant. that would also be another way how'd she get random bruises scattered on her.
here's some nsfw ones..
• she loves getting head standing up. your nose plunging and bumping up into her clit. just to have her pants still at the center of her thighs with her hand behind your head, fucking your face and watching you do it? that would make her go absolutely feral.
• after fingering you shes definitely the type to want to smell her fingers but discreetly. even if it were to bump against your pussy, she'd act like her nose would itch but she's so bad at trying to be nonchalant that you'd notice.
• she's a lesbian porn feen. she likes to watch homemade videos where the quality is all fucked up and grainy or even the solo ones where the girl is fucking herself so mercifully. she definitely talks to the screen as if they could hear her saying things like, "yeah... keep fucking that pretty pussy" or "make her feel that cock." when she's watching strap video.
• there's a lot of discourse around if ellie is an ass or boob kind of gal and quite honestly, i think she's both. she'd wrap her arms around you, groping your breast while grinding herself on your ass.
• she loves to trib/scissors. to have her clit against yours and rut herself as fast as she can would have her incredibly high off lust. she's into the missionary kind, where your legs are pulled back and she's squatting down on you so she could feel everything.
• she has an outtie in regards to her pussy. for some reason i see her being a little more 'fleshy' down there. i can see her having a clit a little on the bigger side and having flowery vulva so whenever you have her head, she'd fill your mouth whenever you sucked it.
• she has body hair but not large amounts just a bit on her legs. she has a happy trail for sure and she maintains her pubes where it's not a full on bush but it's not completely bald either. picture your hair growing back after it's been completely shaven off and shes about two weeks in growth.
• she wears her strap in public sometimes. something about her screams, ‘i can fuck you right here, right now, just ask and ill whip it out.’
that's all, thank you for coming to my ted talk.
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Can you do more Yandere Jax Headcanons?
If you dont mind
If your busy, Its okay
Yes I can! The amount of attention my amazing digital circus fanfiction has been getting is kind of crazy. At least to me 😅
Y'all are a bunch of simps for Jax and I don't blame you.
Here's part one!
Yandere Jax x Reader pt 2
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★ Normally Jax wouldn't really care what you do but yandere Jax always needs know what you're doing. He likes to keep his eyes on you, for safety reasons, obviously.
★ A lot of bad things can happen if he's not around. What if something heavy falls directly on your body, trapping you and leaving you alone and afraid for hours? No, he doesn't have any idea of where it could have come from. Why are you looking at him like that?
★ If you ever piss him off enough he'll lock you in your room for a few hours until he feels like you've had enough. His room if you got him feeling particularly possessive.
★ How would you piss him off? Well there a few ways, obviously ignoring him is one but other ways include making him jealous, keeping secrets from him and taking something of his without asking.
★ That's just scratching the surface but if I try to list everything he doesn't like I'll be here all night. Just don't do those main four and you'll probably be fine.
★ If you ever write him any notes or letters he's keeping them under his bed in a cardboard box. For safe keeping obviously. Each note and doodle you make is being collected by him. Even if it wasn't meant for him.
★ NEVER FLIRT WITH ANYONE OTHER THAN HIM, NOT EVEN A NPC. IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOUR JUST JOKING. If you make the horrible decision I can't say it will end well for you. If your goal was to not see them outside of his room for a week you succeeded!
★ Just don't, he's not even going to ask you what's going on. Immediately picking you up and bringing you to an area more private. I feel bad for whoever you were talking to because they immediately become a target for Jax.
★ "what'd you think you were doing? Are you trying to tick me off?" Or "You really think I didn't know what you're doing? Because I do. And you're not getting away with it" will be heard through clenched teeth and a strained smile.
★ How do you get him to forgive you? A few days of compliments, attention and reassurance that you're not going to leave him.
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jmcgirl · 3 months
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Since some people don't know why we believe Agent 18 has a crush on qFoolish I will list the reasons.
Firstly, when Agent 18 renovated Foolish's office, he made a pin board with all the information they found about the case and some funny one liners along with it. He also put a doodle of him and qFoolish holding hands. That alone could be excused as platonic but there was also blush on their faces. Which tends to indicate romantic attraction.
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The next point is the one most people use when citing Agent 18's romantic interest for qFoolish. Is when Foolish was afk and Agent 18 set up a table and chairs next to qFoolish, even lighting a candle and handing a rose to him. Agent 18 then shakes his hand and puts it all way before CC Foolish comes back. This one is debatable because this gesture could have been for chat, not qFoolish. So it's up to interpretation!
Photo taken from: foolishfilmz
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Then it's Agent 18's constant care for qFoolish. His first appearance he was shown to mourn the loss of qFoolish. In the QSMP streams Agent 18 was shown pacing around, he mentioned qFoolish in every report he made to Cucurucho, even when the worker killings stopped during Purgatory. It is alluded to that Agent 18 went to Elena to talk about his worries (including qFoolish.) Agent 18 has also decorating Foolish's room several times, entertaining Foolish's whims (playing Minecraft Suika, getting him a new Federation outfit) and has given him heartfelt books.
This is the book that everyone thought was a love confession at first:
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Sorry couldn't put all the pages. I didn't have enough space but I put some more important parts.
Here is Agent 18's most recent talk about trust.
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Agent 18 was seen putting up mistletoe in front of Foolish's (and his) office. This alone wouldn't be romantic as he did decorate the rest of their office festivally but Elena sees this action and says, "I see." With the knowledge that Agent 18 has confided in Elena before we know she isn't a stranger to how he acts. She is not simply saying that for any random actions she observes, this is deliberate.
And I haven't even mentioned Agent 18 questioning other people calling qFoolish "JabberJaw" (his nickname for Foolish) when talking with him and qBBH. BBH was saying "they" as in only referring to Agent 18 but Agent 18 took it as they plural, not singular. (Easy mistake, plus Agent 18's admin speaks Portuguese, not just English.) Agent 18 was jealous. That's his nickname for qFoolish afterall.
In Foolish's recent VOD, when the eye workers attack Agent 18 comes out of the Federation office with Agent 22 to help Foolish out. After the fight Agent 18 makes sure to ask if Foolish was okay. He also addressed Leo as "your egg" when he made it clear the stream before he was not too familiar with other eggs like Dapper, Pomme and Pepito.
There is also the difference in which he treats qFoolish compared to pretty much everyone else. He isn't completely rude to others but he is definitely more sarcastic to other islanders and outright hostile to some (qBBH and qTubbo.)
Those are all the reasons I could find/remember on why we believe Agent 18's feelings for qFoolish are romantic and not just friendly. If you have more to add, feel free to do so! :D
IT IS PROVEN, JUST NOW ON FIT'S STREAM!!!
qFit plans to confess to qPac and tried practicing yesterday with the help of Ramón (it was very bad), so Ramón found Agent 18 and tried to do romance practice with him and Ramón told qFit about it!
Here are Ramón's signs from that conversation:
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It was very obvious Agent 18 had a crush on qFoolish from the beginning but crumbs are crumbs. I think this is the second time Agent 18 has asked an egg for help. He asked Sunny too.
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sm-baby · 3 months
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HELLOOO I'M BACK ok ok remember how I said in Jax's analysis that the zapping scene could actually have a lot of information into it?? Let me elaborate:
There are two things that mainly caught my attention in that scene:
1 - How the lightning bolts that come out of the collar are yellow
2- How the shock is really quick (literally just a snap)
"Oh that must be just a stylistic choice right? don't look too deep into it-" WRONG!!!
In the Jax's Doodles, when Caine bites down Jax's head, we can see that he started bleeding in black. Why can I affirm that his blood really is black and it's not just because the comic is in grayscale?
For this reason:
During the Teatre Shenanigans, though it was all an act, it's implied that Ragatha does bleed in red, since, you know, the color is there, and because if it was any other color Pomni might have not believed it.
Also, let's be real, Gangle would not mess up something as simple as someone's blood color - her plays need to be >perfect< I love her so much omg
Still using the Theatre Shenanigans doodles as information, but with the addition of the new comic of Pomni taking the shortest stick, we can see through Gangle's ribbons that if there are colors that are portrayed, even when the comics are in black and white, those colors are red and yellow, so if his blood was actually red, it would've been painted as such.
So with that in mind we can pretty much say that his blood is, in fact, black.
As we can see in the part 2 of the neck pieces, his speaking bubbles are also in black and white, and, through an ask made some time ago, it was confirmed that he can only see in grayscale, and that's the reason why Gangle is the one in charge of coloring his animations.
EVERYTHING, literally EVERYTHING about Jax is monochromatic, grayscale, black and white, 50 shades of gr- you got it. He is NOT supposed to be associated with any color AT ALL
And that really highlights how out of place are the yellow bolts that come out of his collar. Jax is not supposed to have any type of color. The shock emitted from his neckpiece does not match with the way his level is supposed to be, doesn't match with his room, his character, his code, but why would that be??
Is there the chance that the chain wasn't his original collar? It does make sense if you look at some of the theories, especially regarding Kinger's role in the bigger picture. In the Imgur image, Kinger does mention to Queenie that he found a code that could free everyone from their collars, but, the main catch here, is that he could NOT disable it after it was done.
Well, we know that he did disabled it, and as a consequence, Queenie abstracted soon after
After it happened, Kinger probably was really desperate to put the collars back on the other AIs, he didn't want his friends to have the same fate his wife had,
But he couldn't disable the code that took them off, so what could he do now??
Simple answer:
He created a new code, so there could be new collars
That ties up with the ask answered with "it's hard to put a chain on someone if they have a scarf on", Jax's chain was probably not part of his design originally, it was not made for him, it was not part of his code in the first place,
Pure speculation, but this might be why Jax's supposedly new collar doesn't follow in every aspect the whole monochromatic idea that his design was meant to have. The yellow lightnings stand out because Kinger probably didn't put a lot of effort into the new collars, he didn't make sure that they matched with the quirks and characteristics already coded into the characters, as he was too desperate to put them back on and just made the code as quickly as he could.
At most he just made the neckpieces blend in with the AIs designs, so they wouldn't stand out. They just match at a superficial level.
(funny part is that Jax probably didn't even notice the yellow coming out of his collar, he can't see colors 😭).
This is why I imagine that his original design never had a chain to begin with, both because of this information, AND, because in Jax's room, we can see him wearing the scarf in the ripped out poster.
Was the scarf supposed to be his original neckpiece? But why would he still wear it after everyone had taken theirs off (as seen in the restarting scene, in the same comic)? To be honest I think he just liked how it looked, he did seem to have a fashion sense back then.
But, by that theory, of the chains not being his actual design, he has also chains on his feet, was his whole design altered?? Why would it be?? I still don't have any clue on why, gotta wait a little for more information.
I like to think that his current design reflects on his character, being a prisoner of both the game and his mind, and quite literally stuck in the past, being unable to move forward.
OK Now for the second part of the analysis
Remember my comment, saying that the shock he received was really quick? That stood out to me because during Ragatha's reset, when she also received the shock to avoid her abstraction, her shock was actually longer than his, being a "ZPPPPPP" instead of a "SNAP". Something I've also noticed is that both times when Jax got shocked, it seemed to be at a less intensity then when Raghata was, because there was a difference in line thickness and size of the lightning bolts shown.
After Jax's restart, in his room, we can see three centipedes, that's the most bugs we've ever seen in the same room until now, since we had only seen a single ladybug in Ragatha's garden, right after her reset.
Ok, so, I did talk a little about how Kinger might be the one responsible for the collars, and I also made an ask this one time to know if he was using the bugs as a way to keep an eye on the others (that was me!!! Hi!!)
If you pay attention to the relationships between the cast, we can see that Ragatha and Kinger are actually pretty close. They trust each other, while Jax seems to have a rocky relationship with everyone.
That might be the reason why there were more bugs than usual in Jax's room, because Kinger doesn't trust him and is aware of his rebellious nature, so he must feel the need to supervise him to a higher extent when compared to others.
Besides that, while Ragatha is really unstable, she doesn't seem to need to restart that frequently, therefore it's possible that only a small shock is able to make her restart. Jax, on the other hand, has already been shown being shocked twice, both with a bigger intensity than seen with Rags.
I believe that if Kinger truly was the one responsible for the collars, he also must have set the potency of the shocks in a way that it was only used the intensity necessary to reset them, so they didn't need to suffer more than needed.
Since Jax does behave in a more erratic manner when compared to the other AIs, the potency of the collar must have been set in a way that it would be able to restart him as quickly as possible, which means it must be in a higher setting,
On the other hand, Raghata probably needs less power for her to reset, because, while unstable, she's not as rebellious as him, so her settings are lower. In the comic used as a reference, however, she is shown to be extremely stressed, so for her to restart it might have been needed for the shock to be at a higher intensity.
Since her collar is not programmed to give such strong shocks, the solution found was for it to last longer, at least in that moment. That can also be the reason why Kinger appeared in the loading screen, because he got worried with the possibility of the collar not being able to stop her from abstraction, so he went to check on her.
That's everything for now!!! It did take lot of work to transcribe the stuff from the theory board to here (it's pretty disorganized ashuhuash) ,but I think I managed to express most of my analysis/theory!!
-carol
CAROL WHEN I CATCH YOU CAROL- DHLJKHKSJGH
I ADORED THIS SO MUCH- HDKJH i want you to know that I was reading it all in Matpat's voice which made it so much cooler "omg guys a Gametheorist made a theory about me hhehehe"
saving this.. SAVING THIS.. CAROL YOU ARE A GIFT= HXCKJSKA definitely gonna read this again.............
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lowkeyrobin · 27 days
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headcannons where quackity's s/o has tattoos? could also be nsfw, if you're comfortable with it :))
I don't write NSFW but I can definitely do the tattoo part! thanks for requesting!! I don't think I've actually posted a quackity focused thing yet which is surprising to me bc I have like 3 drafts for him LMAO
QUACKITY ; tattooed lover
summary ; you have tattoos and your boyfriend is head over heels
warnings ; language; talk of needles / pain of tattoos, use of quackitys real name (lmk if I should change it!)
word count ; 670
genre ; fluff
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In general, he'll act normal about all your tattoos and whatnot, but inside every time he sees your arms (especially if you have sleeves or some sick ones around your wrists that trail up your arm even a bit) he'll just get a little red in the cheeks. He absolutely loves all your ink. He thinks it's so sick, but he's not committed enough to get any, and he doesn't think he has the pain tolerance.
he went with you to get a new tattoo on your shoulder/upper arm area
he learned you'd be there for like 5 hours and he groaned like a shitty iPad kid and took his phone out while he threatened to call Philza
once he saw the tattoo gun... oh lord it was over
literally whisper shouted at you while the artist got up to get gloves
"that's what you're getting jabbed with??? why are we here again???"
genuinely can't look
once he hears the buzzing he turns his music on and he's staring down while he sits on the couch across from you
"Alex, look!" you smile, "I'm fine"
"how do I know you're not a clone?"
"Holy shit. dude it's the quackityhq duck, that's why I brought you along"
"WAIT WHAT?"
it's not a big tattoo whatsoever, but it's a reminder that he's always with you, how you've grown together and how that's always going to be an era of your content you'd never forget about
literally gets emotional about it
"You didn't have-"
"I wanted to, for the millionth time"
he genuinely didn't know tattoos were so expensive, once you leave he questions why it was 450 dollars and you explain to him how tattoo artist income works
He's not the one to want to peel off the second skin or pop the ink bubbles or even touch the tattoo until the skin goes back to normal. He's just kinda freaked out for some reason, it's just one of those things and it honestly makes sense.
He takes some dedicated time to sniff all the lotions and numbing creams and comment on each and every one, though. All while you're trying to do some aftercare on it and shit, and you just watch.
"this one smells like buttercream icing"
"yeah?"
"ew, this one smells like badboyhalo's ass!"
"why would you even know that? 😁"
If you have any tats without color, Alex will gladly color them in with washable markers like you're a walking coloring book. He'll literally call for you and ask you if he can color on you again, it's cute, really.
"y/n/n, can I color your tattoos again?"
"aren't you streaming?"
"so?"
"yeah, fine"
he has a whole gallon sized ziploc bag filled with Crayola washable markers
like he goes from playing on the qsmp and hanging out with some people to coloring all over you while said people watch 😭
you wave to his friends like "Hello, I am his walking therapy coloring book"
he's like a little kid. You just look over at him like, "Holy shit I could love you forever wtf"
Sometimes, he'll just draw you new tattoos (with washable markers dw) cause he gets bored and wants to doodle on you. Most of the time it ends up being stick figures and dicks but it's okay, it's his way of showing affection.
He'll genuinely think of song that remind him of each of your tattoos. Somehow, some way, he does. He has a whole playlist titled 'Y/n's tattoos', and he rarely listens to it, but he thinks it's fun to think of a new song when you get another tattoo.
Although he is a little concerned because what's gonna happen when you're old and wrinkly? How do the tattoos last? Do they become old and wrinkly like the tattooed grandmas meme? Because if so, he'll rip on you til the end of time.
"well I have a long time before I look like a tattooed elderly person, but okay"
"So you will? Oh my fucking God! BAHAHAHA"
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slayfics · 8 months
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Falls down the stair s
finally have the courage to request here so JDJDJDJDDKKWJS
may be an odd request tbh but basically Muichiro with the reader sulking about something and it turns out to be that the reader’s sister (or sibling, whateve-) is mad at the reader for a not-so serious reason and the reader just feel very bad-
Would also appreciate if u add a moment where muichiro witnesses the reader getting pecked multiple times by their sibling’s crow before handing out the letter
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Heres a quick doodle of mui
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Muichiro comforts you after you have a fight with your sibling.
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"Ow- Ow- Ow-" You yelled, as your sister's crow pecked you multiple times. "Cut it out! Can't you see I feel awful enough as it!"
Muichiro approached curious about the scene that was going on.
"Go now, you've delivered your message," he said calmly to the crow. The crow quickly obliged the Hashira's orders and flew off.
Muichiro turned to you to see you quickly scanning over the letter the crow delivered then plopping down to the floor with a heavy sigh.
"What's the matter?” He asked sitting down next to you.
"It's my sister. She's furious I missed her birthday celebration, but I didn't have a choice!" You said with animated tears forming in your eyes. "She should understand what our duties as demon slayers- I had to complete my mission. People were dying. Surely that is a valid reason to miss her birthday. It isn't like I wasn't going to make it up to her." You said pulling your knees into your chest.
"Why don't you tell her that?" Muichiro mused.
"I tried!" You said slumping over further. "She didn't want to hear anything I had to say. She was certain I had forgotten... I know I'm forgetful but I promise I didn't forget this time. I even tried to give her crow an apology letter but it wouldn't take it! I feel so awful!" You said burying your head into your knees with soft sobs escaping you.
Muichiro wasn't sure what to do with the abundance of emotions you were throwing at him.
"I understand- I can be forgetful too sometimes," he attempted his hardest to relate.
"I didn't forget!" You yelled feeling completely overwhelmed.
"Right- Uh-" Muichiro racked his brain for another was to sooth you. Clearly, he wasn't good with words. He gently placed his hand on your back and made rhythmic circle movements.
Your tears halted for a moment as you looked up to stare at the Hashria.
"Um- is this helping?" He asked.
"Yeah... I think so," you said stunned at the Hashira's affection.
"Good," He replied back smiling at you. His gentle smile made it hard to feel upset any longer.
"I just feel awful- I was hoping to see her as soon as I got back... but she wants nothing to do with me," You sulked further.
"I'm sure she just needs time. Meanwhile, would you like to visit the town with me? We can get some food and maybe you can find a gift for her." Muichiro suggested.
The thought of going into town in Muichiro's company banished all the guilty feelings that were eating at you.
"That sounds really great Tokito," you said, with a smile finally returning on your face.
Muichiro stood up an held his hand out to help you up, "Let's make our way over then, we don't have too much time before the stores close."
You reached out to take his hand and he gently pulled you up off the floor. You expected him to return your hand but instead, he kept his hand on yours and interlaced his fingers in between yours.
"Ready?" He asked. A blush formed on your face at taking in the sight of the Hashira holding your hand. It was hard to believe you were just in anguish a few moments before.
You nodded and smiled back at Muichiro.
"Let’s go then," he said leading you to the direction of town firmly holding your hand the whole way there.
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Your drawings are the cutest! Thank you for the request I hope this was fulfilling for you!
Thank you to @snowmist-hashira for proofreading for me!
Tags~
@plvuii @aeolia18 @muichirouswife @yandere-kou
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dross-the-fish · 2 months
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I found myself thinking of Jekyll today and wondering if it causes him physical pain to have to fake a smile. To what extent is Henry Jekyll, pleasant doctor and sophisticated upperclass gentleman a painful mask he has to wear and does the discomfort ever feel physical?
I was at the local aquarium today (this is the perfect time of year to go because it's open but there are no tourists so it's never crowded and admission is cheap) hanging out and doodling on one of the benches while I watched the fish. I had on headphones to listen to an audio book and to provide a buffer between myself and anyone who might try to talk to me and I had been looking forward to relaxing for a couple of hours when a family walked up and the father waved his hand in front of my face to get my attention. The minute they started asking me questions about what I was drawing I was filled with what I can only describe as intense dismay.
Obviously the family being present isn't in of itself an issue, it's a public aquarium, it's aimed at families and parts of the aquarium are geared specifically at children, but the family noticed me drawing and stopped to talk to me.
I reiterate that this was not something they did wrong, they were just being friendly, but I was really not prepared to have a conversation and I found the whole ordeal to be...well an ordeal. They were interested in what I was drawing (a sketch of Henry Jekyll because he's been on my mind off and on) and just the thought of having to explain who this character was, hoping they got it, and having to potentially explain why I was drawing him felt overwhelming.
And it was, they did not know who Henry Jekyll was, they were vaguely aware of Jekyll and Hyde but weren't the type of people to read classic literature and had never heard of the musical or actually seen for themselves any movies featuring the character. The mom commented that he looks like "a Disney villain from back in the 90s" which...fair assessment, I can't pretend I don't see why she would have thought that. The older kid was probably the most interested and wanted to see more of my drawings which made me really uncomfortable but I let him look through my sketchbook anyway because his parents kept saying he was interested in drawing and he loves art and I felt too anxious to say no.
I made small talk with the parents for a while, all the usual, "what's your name, where you from, what's your job?" (I hate those questions, they are usually the least interesting things about any people, myself included) and I wondered if this is what Henry does on a regular day. Has ordinary conversations with reasonably nice people and feel completely like a fish out of water the whole time. I felt pretty terrible about it too, I didn't have any hard feelings or resentment but the whole time I was thinking "Stop touching my things, go away, please fucking leave so I can get back to my audio book and my drawing. I just wanted to sit with the fish for a few hours because it's supposed to be quiet here this time of year."
No one ever seems to catch on that physically talking to people is an effort for me. I've gone my whole life and no one has ever noticed that I'm anxious or uncomfortable in situations where I have to speak out loud because I've gotten good at faking small talk and I know how to make my voice sound pleasant.
It's strange because I express myself easily enough in writing and I like messaging with people over text but the minute I have to be verbal with people I don't know I feel like I'm putting on an immense effort. I have to consciously choose a tone, figure out what words I want to say, be ready with an explanation in case I'm asked questions and I have to do all of it in real time on the spot. It feels like improve, like I'm constantly doing an improve routine and I know most people would say "Just be yourself!" But myself doesn't want to be doing this at all. Myself wants to be drawing and looking at fish. Even as a child I was never very social, I liked to doodle or daydream or build with my lego sets. I got reprimanded a lot for being too quiet. So I made myself more talkative and learned how to hold conversations. I learned to blend in but it's so tiring at times and I can swear when it's at its worst it feels almost physical. The discomfort becomes a suffocating "texture" on my skin and in my brain and I have to keep pretending like I don't notice it because every time I try to articulate how I feel people don't understand it. It's just not a thing they experience.
So I just keep "acting normal," and wonder if there's something wrong with me, like I'm operating on a different frequency from the people around me and I'm the only one on that frequency so other people don't even know it exists. It's...incredibly isolating at times. Even my partner doesn't seem to hear the world as loud as I do or experience the "texture" it's just a strange THING that I'm stuck with by myself. I wonder if it was the same for Henry Jekyll? Except instead being of too quiet he was too loud, too boisterous, threw tantrums, didn't know when to stop rambling about anatomy and weird gross medical facts. So he learned how to cover it and move through life pretending to be interested in everyone else but keenly aware they could never share his interests because his favorite subjects were too grisly and if he started talking about diseases he'd put everyone off. I head-canon Jekyll loves what he does, but he doesn't love it for reasons a doctor should, he doesn't care that much about healing the sick, he cares about conquering illnesses, he likes to learn about symptoms, he enjoys the disgusting viscera of his work. But he can't let on that this is what he enjoys about his work because that's not noble or heroic, it's something most people would find creepy of him. So he buries it and pretends he cares about curing the sick. He pretends he enjoys talking to people who don't know anything about who he is or what he does but they think they do because they are aware of doctors and understand that medicine exists. All the time he loathes it, it exhausts him and he can't even indulge in activities he enjoys to blow of steam because he enjoys things like brawling, doing drugs, and fucking. All things a man of his status shouldn't be seen doing. There's an image people associate with Henry Jekyll and it's an image he can't afford to tarnish...
but it's not really HIS image, it's just a buffer he keeps up to make himself more palatable. I wonder if that ever hurts him physically, if the mask ever feels like a "texture" muffling him.
there are times when I feel like it's no wonder he wasn't repulsed by Hyde when he first saw his reflection. Because I can only imagine by the time Hyde showed up he was already completely burnt out on being Jekyll.
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aokoaoi · 1 year
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: 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.
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⌯ two bestfriends, unaware of their romantic feelings for eachother. ᵖᵃʳᵗ ᵗʷᵒ
⌯ pairing : shuri x fem!reader
⌯ warning : made up backstory for mc/reader. mentions of character deaths.
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You were in the princess' lab once again, only this time, the princess wasn't present anywhere inside the interior. You were sketching a few suit designs for fun to cure yourself for dying out of boredom while you waited for the princess to return.
Where was she perhaps?
You have no idea either.
She had left a few hours ago, but she never told you why. Yet you still stayed in the lab, waiting for her to come back.
The necklace she gave you a few days ago remained on your neck, only being taken off when you go take a shower or sleep. You don't want to risk being choked by the jewelry when your deep in slumber.
You had to admit, you've taken a liking to the jewelry. You were not one to be interested in neck jewelry, only wearing rings and such, but this one happened to crawl its way to your heart.
Probably because it was from the person whom you care about the most, and that wasn't an exaggeration.
The princess and the the rest of the royal family members were always who you considered as your second family. Your parents died long ago, before the 'infinity war'.
Since your mother was one of the members of the elite group, Dora Milaje, the royal members and the elite group members, you were practically trusted by them ever since you were a mere child.
You took interest in being one of the elite group led by an all female member, and you took small training back then. But then you stopped after your parents' deaths. And that's when you started another hobby. Designing.
You enjoyed it, and it gave you an opportunity to be closer to the princess. Your ideas and designs gave her inspiration, and sometimes, a few of your designs would be added into hers. You know about it of course. The princess has never took one of your ideas without asking you.
You can vividly remember her eyes sparking up in interest when she saw a glance of your sketchbook back then.
The thought itself made you lightly chuckle, shaking your head in amusement as you continued to run the pencil through the thick paper.
Soon enough, when you were about to finish your useless doodling, you heard doors opening and footsteps approaching. Your head turned in an instant, and you saw Shuri looking at you with an apologetic look.
"What's wrong?" You frowned, sensing tension from her. You were worried, had something happened when she was away? And of course, being the sweet comforting friend you were, your hand reached out to the princess', rubbing comforting circles on her knuckles with your thumb.
"It's nothing, it's just.. I'll be busy for a few days from now on." She responds in a low whisper.
You looked at her skeptically, feeling as if she's hiding something more important. But you nodded, not wanting to cross her boundaries and make her feel pressured to answer.
"All right.. but you know if you need anything, you can come to me, right?" You tried to give her a comforting smile, watching as she nodded along, trying to match your comforting aura.
She's always loved this side of you. You've always been so understanding even if she didn't tell you the whole reason of her distress. You knew not to cross lines and say any unwanted things that didn't want to me heard.
You've always been so comforting. Loving.
Just like how when he passed.
Both of you were broken by it, but as always, you tried to be stronger and look after her.
"I'm gonna be using the lab more often now, and I really don't want to be disturbed.. so.. yknow."
You continued to nod like a broken doll, "Okay so I'll just chill anywhere but in here?" You questioned, and she hummed. "Yeah. Like the throne room." She retorts, watching your unamused expression. She laughs at it, pinching your cheeks lightly.
"I'd probably be slaughtered by the tension in there." You respond, trying to pull away from her hand, desperately giving her a look as if saying 'stop that'.
"Yeah.. you can barely survive that room without me." She grinned, giggling at you. Her gaze then fell on the necklace that rested right above your chest, and her gaze softened.
She then looked at you affectionately, her softened gaze looking at you with an amotion you can't quite pinpoint.
You lightly laughed, exhaling through your nose. "What? Is there something on my face?" You said, and your hand reached out to wipe something off your face, ad if something was there to begin with.
She just looked at you with a charming smile, unresponsive.
"You look pretty." She whispered, and if you haven't been paying attention, you were sure you wouldn't have heard it from how low her voice was.
Your eyes slightly widened in surprise, a soft blush forming on your cheeks. It was barely visible, but the compliment caught you off guard.
"Shuri, you're acting differently." Your voice snapped her out of her trance.
"Hm?" She hummed, as if she forgot her words earlier. Well it did seem she was lost in her thoughts soo. "What was that, love?" She repeated herself, now seeming like she's composed herself.
"I said—.. nevermind." You waved her off, putting distance between both of you. You hadn't noticed that you both had already been dragged so close after a few blinks back to reality.
"It's already getting late. I should be heading back now." You cleared your throat, walking to the sketchpad and pencil laying lonely on the marbled counters, picking it up from the surface.
Shuri watched, unmoving, contemplating what she should do.
"(name), wait—" She subconsciously called out, stopping you halfway through your actions. Her hands wrapped around your wrist, dragging you away from the counters, and closer to her.
"How about before I get myself busy, we go out right now." She suggests, looking at younwith such hopeful eyes to the point you can't refuse.
"..go out where?" You questioned. Your words made the princess smile enthusiastically. That means that you agree to going out with her, right?
"Anywhere but here. How long has it been since we hung out outside our home, anyway?" You hummed a thought at her question, trying to remember.
"Like.. a month ago."
At your respond, she nods, "Exactly! So let's go find some fun tonight." She enthusiastically says, gently grabbing the sketchbook from your grasp and placing it back down on the counter.
"Wha do you suggest we do?" You frowned, tilting your head in confusion.
"Anything that seems fun. Now, come on!"
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Your smooth fingers brushed against the princess' cheeks as she laid on your thigh. You were both in her room after roaming around the city, doing whatever the hell you both saw was interesting, laughing both your asses off, and then went back to rest in her room.
You were certainly too tired to go back to your home, and it wasn't helping that the princess is beginning to doze off on your thigh.
"Dearest?" You softly called out for the princess, watching as her face scrunched up distastefully, her body shifting when she tried to look for a more comfortable laying position.
"Shuri, I have to go soon." You whispered, brushing out her curls away from her face. She whined in complaint, shaking her head hurriedly.
"Don't go yet, love." She croaked out, cracking one eyes open as she showed you a small upset pout. "Stay with me?..please." She pleaded, rising up from her laying position.
Both your proximities were close, the tip of your noses barely touching. You didn't push away from the close proximity this time, feeling too tired to even do the slightest of movements.
"I'm afraid that's not allowed, princess. Even if it is, I'm sure it's not appropriate." You said, grinning slightly at her tired expressions.
"Nobody will know. C'mon just a few more hours before I get busy and drowned in my work. I wanna spend those few more hours with you." She pouted childishly, and you chuckled, finally giving in.
"Alright, alright." You hummed a laugh, and she smiled softly.
"I'm staying on the couch though." You added. She let out a sound of distaste, shaking her head. "Absolutely not." She refused.
"What, where will I go then?" You questioned, and she pointed at her bed.
"Shuri, no."
"Come on, please?"
"..Are you sure?"
"Yes! It'll be like a sleepover." She says with a grin. You exhaled a sigh, looking over to the big bed with an hesitant look. "Fine." You responded after your contemplating.
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part one, part three, and part four of this short 'series'.
I hope the made up backstory wasn't too much and confusing:) kinda rushed, but I couldn't resist myself from the princess<\3
there will be a continuation.
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wed-in-the-apocalypse · 5 months
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I had watermelon sour patch kids while making this.
Summary: you do ice breakers and the beautiful Tara carpenter talks to you.
Warnings: shit writing first fic ever so its bound
Authors note: also idk anything about school, or how to make conversation, enjoy!
More notes: if somehow you liked this then just know I probably won't post much at all :/
BTW this is kinda inspired by first date by @persevereforahappyending
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You sit in your usual spot in class, headphones on playing calm music.
You doodle while you wait for the lesson to start.
Then as the Professor walks in you slide your headphones to your neck and take out a notebook, flipping to a clean page and start to write down.
As the professor starts to talk about different things (again idk anything about school), in the back of the class Tara stares at you.
Unbeknownst to you she has been watching you come to class for maybe weeks now.
She's captivated by you, she doesn't know why, she's only ever seen you talk to your friends and seen you in the halls but never had the confidence to actually come up and talk to you.
Today would be different though.
She decided it was about time she spoke to you.
You always seemed so kind and quiet.
Everytime you met her eyes in the halls she would get nervous and look away, but not before you would give her a kind smile making her cheeks flush.
She was broken out of her trance when the professor announced to the students they would need to do icebreakers and pick a partner for the project, making most people groan.
But Tara however saw this as an opportunity to talk to you.
Luckily it seemed you were more interested in what you were drawing then making conversation.
So she picked up her bag and walked down to you, taking a seat next to you and tapping you on the shoulder.
"Hey,.." She was nervous, to nervous, but she knew you weren't going to start a conversation with her first judging by how you avoided everyone else. "I'm Tara"
You jumped slightly.
"Uh, Y/n"
"Sorry did I startle you?"
"No just caught me off guard" you smile, that same blinding smile she had seen before.
"Good, so um.." She trailed off, not knowing where to start. "Whats your favorite movie?"
"Knives out," you answered quickly. "I loved the mystery and the guessing who the killer was, what's yours?"
(Just pick any movie that's just my favorite)
"The babadook" she answered instantly. "Oh I hate scary movies-" "what!?, but you like knives out?" "That's a murder mystery, I hate getting scared. But what do you like most about your movie?" She opened her mouth, ready to ramble about all the reasons why you should love it, only to be cut off by the professor clapping his hands and sending everyone to their seats.
She sat back with a frown, after weeks of building the courage to talk to you she was cut off.
She made one conclusion that day, professors were evil.
(That was from first date btw)
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When the professor finally dismissed the class Tara practically ran out the door to meet you there.
She saw you going out and pulled you by the wrist to face her.
"What the!- Tara?, what are you doing?" You exclaimed.
She let go of your wrist to rub the scar on her hand nervously, a habit she picked up after the attack.
"I um.." She trailed off not knowing how to ask you. "I uh wanted to know if-if maybe you were free on Friday?" She stumbled over her words, refusing to make eye contact with you, she thought if you didn't say yes then she could laugh it off and never speak to you again.
But before she could dive deeper into those thoughts you spoke. "Are you asking me out?" a small smile played on your lips.
"And if I did, would you say yes?" She asked hesitantly, still refusing to look into your eyes, afraid she'd get lost in them.
You broke into a full out grin, looking like a complete fool. "Then I would say yes."
This made her finally look into your eyes, she searched them for any trace of insincerity, but all she saw was adoration and hope.
She took a deep breath, composing herself to ask you correctly. "Then will you go out with me on Friday?" She hoped you wanted to.
You swallowed, trying not to smile so hard. "I'd like nothing more"
Tara let out a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding, and smiled. "I'll see you Friday then, how about the theater at 5?"
You nodded. "Sounds great" she smirked. "Don't be late," she leaned up to kiss you on the cheek softly, making you blush hard. "I'll see you then" then she winked and walked away, out of view.
You sighed contently.
You couldn't wait.
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Hi, hi it’s me again… your writing was very good, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. Now you must be responsible for the consequences…. Which is listening to me ramble. 
Anyways, first off small doodle!
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This is what I imagine bound arcane egg looks like, and something I didn't explain, my b. Is when arcane egg gets taken to be the “heart” of the hungry ones, it’s basically an in between plane of existence. It’s between the normal world and where the hungry ones reside.
Secondly this is one of two times arcane egg goes to this inbetween, and that second time is more triumphant and it’s where her light of defiance reignites!
Anyways no more exposition, time to talk about some new stuff mainly the aftermath after arcane eggs desperate pleas for death!
Note I do imagine her pleas at that moment go from sad and desperate to manic and desperate, since at this point of the story it’s a nice contrast to how well and collected they’ve appeared so far.
But yeah when they wake up… boi it’s so sad. When they awake their very comatose and quite, very similar to how they were when they came back to life after their death by the hungry ones. I imagine that shadow milk and golden butter are waiting her them to wake up, which arcane egg can’t fathom why but, what ever. 
If you haven’t noticed arcane eggs response to their own emotions and emotional problems is to ignore, belittle, or don’t think about it. Which is in sharp contrast on who they USED to be, which was open and tbh the therapist / listener friend. But also they were honest about their feelings, so arcane egg after that display of pure raw emotion acting so… empty greatly upsets her friends.
They’ll try to get an answer but they’ll just get a chill and numb cookie in response, I do imagine they get her to talk at some point after pleading and asking persistently for a while. And it would most likely begin with arcane egg breaking down sobbing and they’ll also shake like a leaf.
Than afterwards if the two ask questions and prod for specifics, she start answering and probably tell the, how she got to this point / her history thus far. She’ll tell them that they’ve died before, that their now both alive but technically an undead thing,… that they thought about taking their own life during the dark flour war.
They wont tell about their complicated feelings about the two of them yet, no not yet. But she will spill how she feels about themselves which is again bad!
How would the two react, o honest don’t know I’ll need to think about it more. Do you have any ideas? You did a good job last time so. Anyways thanks for listening have a good day :D.
(Also tell me if you want me to post ideas to you here or on your side blog!)
Took me awhile to get back to this post-
Anyways, had to do some searching (thanks for the notes.) Ended up being four pages long-
Honestly for some reason this gives me ‘nowhere king’ vibes.
Now, Warnings; implied masscure, war crimes, sucidial thoughts, dissacation.
She blinks awake- her body is heavy and it's hard to move. She feels a hand carding through her hair, for a moment she struggles to move her head, but she does. She mentally feels the want for her shoulders to tense up- but they don’t. Yet Mystic Flour doesn’t stop carding her hands through her hair. For a minute they could almost swear her eyes opened, but she didn't say a word. Carefully moving their head around, she blinks yet again.
The room wasn’t overly big by any means, but it was a decent size. Arcane could spot Silent salt staring out the window, Burning spice was oddly calm as he rubbed his axe. Shifting her focus to the other half- she found Eternal sugar half sitting on a chair, half resting her head in her arms on the bed. Its then she spotted by a table that looked like it was dragged over that Shadow Milk was writing something onto the desk- he looked oddly frustrated. It was… It was an old memory. He’d often be over desks like that when he hit a wall with whatever he was researching or when he was lacking the creativity on his newest project. 
For a moment she puzzled over where Golden Butter was, until the door opened. The very person who they thought about walked in with a bag over to Shadow Milk, They closed their eyes as they felt Golden Butters gaze on them. The other sighs, “...Shadow… how is progress?” Shadow Milk seems to growl, “It's honestly worse than I thought! Those Damn witches that sealed us are the reason those fucking thing even exist! And that means they are the main issue on why Arcane is like this!” They can hear a fist slam onto the table, its silent for a moment, before Silent salts' rarely heard voice comes through, “....The witches did this? To her?” They don’t know what Shadow does but they hear the screeching of the chair and his words, “YES! They did! They fucked up Arcane so badly that I’m not even completely sure there is a way to undo it!” 
Mystic Flours hand pauses, she hears the other speaks, “.... Shadow Milk….are you… are you sure?” They don’t exactly hear much other then shuffling for the next few moments before an audible sigh, “..I can’t be completely sure at least now.” His tone turns resigned, slightly saddened with a hint of frustration, “If only I had my labs, the tower and…” Her heart drops, she knows just who he was going to say.
Fortune Cookie, his closest pupil. 
Fortune Cookie had a bright future ahead of them. At Least until Shadow Milk destroyed his own tower. It was of very little doubt that Fortune cookie was a casualty in that event. Fortune Cookie, she thinks, had a brain even Shadow Milk sometimes struggled with. ‘Boundless creativity filled with sky high genius’ Shadow Milk once put it as. Fortune Cookie who he likely killed. 
This hadn’t been the first time he’d regretted it.
She allows her eyes to open, everyone is still in the room just different. Eternal sugar, for once, is awake, and is blankly staring at them, Silent Salt has moved away from his window position, Burning spice had set his axe down and was gripping onto his hair with a fierce look on his face. She couldn’t see Mystic Flour from this view, but she could see Shadow Milk back as Golden Butter looked over him.
He was half hunched over and he was shaking. 
Part of them wanted to reassure him it would all work out, but wasn’t that hopeless? 
There wasn’t a cure and one person who had the most research on the hungry ones is dead, anything she did note was likely destroyed. It was hopeless. 
It threw everyone off the moment they spoke, “It's been a hopeless situation from the start. It would do you all better to just kill me now.” The air in the room became strained just at her words. Shadow Milk straightens up, brushes off Golden Butters Hand and immediately turns around and walks over very calmly. He pushes his hands on the side of the bed and looks directly at her, “We won’t, we’ll find a cure. There isn’t another option.” 
She blinks at him, “..You just said it yourself...you don’t know if there is a way to undo it… There isn’t a cure coming.” She shakes her head, “It would be the best choice- the hungry ones would be gone.” Shadow Milk shakes- not in a silent fear or overwhelming sorrow, but in a very poorly suppressed rage. “It doesn’t matter what I just said, I will find a cure.” 
Arcane egg stares at him as she speaks, “....Fortune cookie was the only one who had-” He slams his hands on the bed as he shouts, “I’ll bring back the fucking dead if I have to! I’ll face whatever goddamn consequences that come my way!” He sags, “I’ll face Fortune cookie if it means I can help you.” He looks resigned, “I’ll search every single book the witches saved, I’ll tear down kingdom after kingdom and build them back up, If I need to I’ll start a new a tower just to figure out a fucking cure, I’ll let that stupid half-a-cookie replacement of mine keep my damn soul Jam!” The rage slowly wears off, replaced by desperation, “Please- just don’t- never ask me- never ask any of us- I don’t think.” Tears well and fall off his face like the sword of damocles falling, “I don’t think we could take it.”
Something in them hurts, so very deeply hurts in a twisted sense that its like having a vine shoved right into your heart before twisting and growing. Something grabs their left hand, looking over Silent Salt, it seemed he was the one who grabbed it. Burning spice had dragged a chair over and was sitting with the backside facing her as he sat facing her. Eternal Sugar has shifted from her place and is now sitting at the edge of the bed as Shadow Milk and Golden Butter stick to her right. She can spot Mystic Flours dress off the side- likely sitting by the pillows on their left side. 
They had all moved to gather closer than previously. The next words flowed out her to easily as she looked at them. She- she doesn’t know what to think.
(She lost count after thousands of years, after watching hundreds of cookies crumble from age. Yet things linger in her memories.)
(Afterall the hungry ones have been with her for almost the same amount-- and it hurts holding them- it hurts in a sense that she can’t quite let go.)
(Everyone left in one way or another and she was left behind, Fortune died, her friends left her behind- and even when she grew close to people they disappeared. She doesn’t have anything- her friends are here now, yes. But they left so long ago- they told her not to come looking for them and-)
(- and they fell.)
Everything- Just feels so overwhelming. This isn’t the first time- something just- they feel so wrong today. They woken up for days with the group here for a number of days- some of them are normally out.
(Burning spice came back once with strawberry jam covering him, Mystic flour and Eternal Sugar just stared him down until he left. They don’t remember much of the few days after that- their head was just buzzing. She noticed the more… careful and hesitant natures when they wake up. All weapons, she noted, were always kept out of sight most times. No one ever came in the room without knocking unless they were ‘cleaned’ as Mystic Flour put it.)
Part of them just- there wasn’t an exact way to put it into words. 
(“We have been silent for so long, haven’t we?”)
(“How long must you remain to let your defiance be stamped out?”)
(“Listen to me- to yourself. Defy this fate- fight against it, do not let yourself fall.”)
(“Please- just fight off for a little more. To defy in this moment, allow yourself to be helped.”)
Its quite- a mere echo in her head- but something. Something in her breaks. 
Tears, she notes almost mutely, she’s crying. 
Someone- she's guessing Mystic Flour sits her up as Shadow Milk crawls his way onto the bed by her sides. Golden Butter sticks to the side but sits on the bed as the rest stay close. She lets it spill out.
She talks about the isolation that happened after Golden Butters sleep, she speaks of the horrors of the experiments of the witches and the hungry ones who were sealed inside her- the war she fought to save cookies who either died or forgot about her actions, she brings up letters she sent- only to learn they never received a single one of hers. She whispers of the dark flour war, the endless death, the chaos that reigned and even traced over scars left from those dark years. Of the violence that she faced in the line of cruelty of Dark Enchantress Cookie. 
The room is silent for the longest period, and then she admits the most damning thing.
She admits her death- and coming back different.
The silence is different, its stiff, its twisted and she can see something is off. Shadow Milk is the one who prodes her further with his face towards the ground. She tells the rest what they wanted to hear, she admits everything slowly hesitantly, as tears fall down, as she cries, screams, and breaks down. There are several times someone in the group leaves for a few minutes before coming back in- but Shadow Milk stays the entire time, just staying by her side. 
Somehow, she ends up asleep as the rest of the group lingers within the world. 
Shadow Milk is frowning as he takes Mystic Flours combing through Arcane Eggs hair, Golden Butter stays by his side as the rest of the group lingers around. Golden slowly speaks, “..I should’ve focused on her- I was so- I was so caught up in my own misery that I…” Golden Butter looks down. Shadow Milk sighs, laying a head on her shoulder. Its silent before he speaks, “We’ve been dealt a shitty hand- just-” He looks frustrated before looking at Arcane egg and his face softens in sad way, “...We just been playthings for the witches- they’ve- They’ve been treating us like that for so long.. I just-” Burning Spice speaks up, “They will pay.”
His words are followed by nods as Shadow Milk echos his friends words, “They will pay.” He pets Arcanes Hair, “But not now. For now, we tend to our wounds and we focus on finding a cure.” Its an unsaid agreemnt by the others.
Right now, tending in their own in the focus.
Vengeance upon The witches, Dark Enchantress cookie and any other cookie else can wait until they’ve recovered.
Then, all cards were off.
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waayfo · 1 year
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let me show you my affection !!
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ji yeonwoo x gn!reader, yoojin x gn!reader (separated, sorry)
warning: fluff, ooc, bad grammar
a/n: hello anon! sorry for (very) late answering this, I have no idea what to write about them, and I don't understand their personalities. but hopefully satisfy you, thank you! <33 (i accidently click "post", i'm sorry TwT) & I make them separately.
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Yoojin :
I'm sure, that he will spoil you with his money. You want something? Just say the name, and later you will get it.
You are treated like a princess/prince. He will treat you kindly and carefully. It's as if you are the most valuable thing he's ever had, and you could break at any moment if he's not careful. So he provides the best service for you so that you feel happy and comfortable. So he will stop if you say so.
His gaze is always on your face. Often times you stare at each other by accident. Every time that happened, Yoojin always averted his eyes or covered his face. If only you knew, that his face was blushing, he felt like he was being carried up into the sky.
Yoojin often thinks of confessing his feelings. He is sure that you feel the same way as him, but he has to push that thought away for fear that later you will be targeted by his enemies. Even though there would be a lot of bodyguards that he commanded if that happened, it could be that the opponent was stronger. So Yoojin chose to bury his feelings as deep as possible.
Quality time? That's rare. But once that happens, Yoojin will take you to a place you can't forget. There will be precious moments every time it happens. There will be another surprise that Yoojin will give, and it's totally unpredictable.
Act of service? Of course Yoojin will give it. Yoojin is a gentleman (maybe just for you), and he will try to replace all your jobs. He doesn't want to let the person he likes suffer for some reason.
"Yoojin, are you free tomorrow?" Your voice sounded in Yoojin's ear, making him stop his activities immediately. "Unfortunately, no. What do you want to do anyway?"
"I want to take you to a place that my friends talk about. I'm afraid to be alone because this is my first time there." First time? Yoojin feels honored to be able to go somewhere with you, especially since it's your first time. Yoojin always wants to be first for you.
"In that case, I'll clear my schedule and go with you."
"Huh? I'm not forcing you! There are other things that you should prioritize besides me." Hearing that, Yoojin chuckled.
"Of course not. You are my priority after all." Yoojin's statement made you silent and constantly think about it. He doesn't give any explanation about it, and will try to find a diversion topic when you ask him. He just likes to play games with you and see your confused expression.
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Yeonwoo :
Will be confused about his own feelings. He always asks why his heart beats so fast when he's with you, hates it when you're close to another, and want you to always be his. And every time you meet, he's always nervous.
He will do everything he can to interact with you or spend time with you. He always helps you without you asking, putting a drink or food that you like on your desk with a sticky note that says, "you have done your best today" with a cute doodle, and he always invites you to go with him (if you want).
Like Yoojin, he always looks at you. His eyes are always on you, at least that's an secret that everyone in your and Yeonwo's classes knows.
Yeonwoo also wanted to sit next to you. Because when that happens, you two will always exchange messages via sticky notes. And if you only knew, he kept all those sticky notes and stuck it on his study table (of course in a place his father didn't know about) as a learning motivation.
He will always take care of you, and will not stay silent if you are hurt. And if that happens, he will always treat your wounds. (Also so you two can be close) but he gets nervous when he touch you.
He often takes you to the library together, then spend time together there. He will also help you with your homework or explain parts you don't understand. Surprisingly, you can immediately understand the explanation rather than the teacher's explanation. This makes you want to study with yeonwoo all the time, and of course he doesn't refuse (he's actually very happy)
Your eyes focus on the book and try to understand its contents. But no matter how many times you read it, you still can't understand it. Because you are too focused to understand it, you are not aware of someone's existence. You finally came to your senses when the person pressed a cold drink against your cheek, which surprised you.
"You're so focused, you don't even notice me." Yeonwoo handed the drink she brought to you. "From me. Think of it as a gift because you want to study hard."
"Yeonwoo, don't you always give me food and drink at my desk?" Yeonwoo nodded. "It's not expensive." "But still–" Yeonwoo sat next to you, took a pencil, then explained the part he was pointing at.
Oh, if only Yeonwoo knew, that your heart skips a beat when you see him; how he speaks and makes such an addictive voice, his handsome face, and the distance between the two of you is close. In fact you two are almost touching. And now...
"Are you listening?" Makes you surprised and aware. "Yeah, of course. Please continue." Yeonwoo smiled, then said, “Good.”
Once again you are surprised because he just smiled. I repeat again, yeonwoo smiled! He looks more and more handsome. Yeonwoo could have killed you because of his good looks. Without you knowing it, you're smiling too. Yeonwoo immediately turned his face the other way, making you confused.
Oh and if you only knew, Yeonwoo was almost driven mad by you. His face was as red as a tomato, his heart skipped a beat, his soul was carried flying into the sky. Since earlier, he was holding back from smiling and screaming.
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kwillow · 1 year
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Ambroys basking in his cache of gifts and sweet words from secret admirers. Gotta be careful, though. If his ego is inflated any more, he'll pop.
(I wanted to doodle something to accompany a post answering some messages regarding this candy-colored cad but got a bit carried away. :P Well regardless, asks under the cut!)
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Why thank you! He would drunkenly insult people, though he tends to be more passive-aggressive and backhanded rather than outright insulting - well, most of the time, anyway. He thinks he's a lot more subtle in his derogatory comments than he actually is.
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Aaaw, this is too sweet!
Older Ambroys is much more reserved about seeking and accepting physical affection than his younger self, for myriad reasons (that one day I will expound upon in more detail, fate willing). He still enjoys it, though.
He's still proud of the stars on his cheeks and the gold in his hair and all that, but the signs of age are something he is not at peace with. For some, like the wrinkles, they're a sign that his time on this earth is finite - and death terrifies him. For others, like his paunch, it's more just embarrassing to him in a more mundane and vain "I was voted Prom King in high school and I was on the Varsity track team now look at me I'm an old man boo hoo hoo" type of way (though he's actually more physically adept in his older age than he was when he was younger for Magical Heritage Bullshit reasons, the sentiment remains).
As for your question, it's totally fine with me for Ambroys to be portrayed as non-heterosexual in fanfic or fanart or one's secret imaginings. Even though all of his "canon" love interests are women, I wouldn't rule out of the possibility of him developing affections for someone who isn't a woman. Chase your bliss!
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Haha well both furry and aasimar Ambroys would bask in the attention, though poor aasimar Ambroys' jealousy is not going to be helped!
No shame on being a furry though. I didn't consider myself one either but I feel like it's harder to make the argument that I'm not given the sheer number of ponies I've drawn by now...
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He would accept this, so long as you don't mess up his hair.
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He would say: "good!" I would say "don't waste your life on him!"
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Oh he would be pleased to be so distracting, I'm sure.
And sometimes we can't help but to have a type... I know I seem to have a thing for rich effete douchebags with buck teeth and big pointy noses... not quite sure what's up with that.
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Yessss... yesssssssss... or perhaps I should say "I'm sorry."
I didn't mean to make him this way... I guess I underestimated the power of a brushable mane.
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Ambroys DOES like being worshipped (way too much and way too literally, as you might be able to tell) but he wants to have his imperfections hidden if he can!
He's just horribly, horribly vain and unwilling to let go of his youth... even though he got to enjoy being youthful for three times as long as a mortal would.
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YES that song is on his playlist (which I have for all my main characters because I'm a dork). It's just too perfect. One of the many ideas on my miles-long to do list has to do with depicting a scene from that song. The trouble is that it has to do with dancing, and boy am I not very good at drawing dancing poses. xD Oh well, gotta try for the boy!
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Heh well I think we could agree that a normal horse probably couldn't pull off the breeches he wears quite so well... I'm flattered that you think of him when you see horsies in the flesh! Huzzah, I've ruined one of the Earth's beautiful creatures for you! >:)
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Oh wow, my guy is stepping out of my brain and into other people's subconsciouses... I need to put a leash on him. :P But this was a fun read!
It's very in character Ambroys to try to undercut a rival's self-esteem by framing it as something OTHER people say, but oh no, he'd NEVER say something like that, of course. Mean girl behavior. He does have friends that don't actually like him - and he doesn't like them either. But one needs to have friends for appearance's sake - just one more accessory, really!
OKAY, I think that's everything! Or at least enough for this post, ahah.
Thanks to everyone for your kind words on my not-so-kind character.
Unlike him, I'm really humbled and grateful by the positive reception he's received. I deeply appreciate your kind messages... even when it takes me eons to reply to them, gah.
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hwajin · 2 years
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#! — 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 ..
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genre: FLUFFFF
pairing: skz x gn!reader
wc: 1.3k
warnings: romantic fluff you might start wishing for a partner if you don't have one already
note: i might post a bit slowly and only drabbles for a while, i gotta get used to uni and working time BUT i have smth somewhat big planned for my next milestone soooo stay tuned ehehehehe pretending that my blog isn't dead LMAO
not my pics, credits to owner!
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he's one to be gently touching you at all times without his knowing, subconsciously. when he sees that something upsets you, or when you get excited, nervous, tired - quite frankly, any emotion you show towards chan makes him want to reach out to you and hold your hand, caress your thigh, squeeze your shoulder and nape. he'd leave you little texts and messages throughout the day, too! since you know how busy he can get, even a simple 'i love you, hope you have a good day!' or 'omg i miss you sm, can't wait to get home :(' will show you that he always very much cares, no matter how deep he gets caught up in his job. simply loves to make you feel loved <3
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cooks for you!! and a lot too, for that matter. he particularly loves spending the time together in the kitchen while he's preparing your favourite dish, from time to time running over to you all cutely with a spoon for you to try if the amount of salt and spices is enough or too much, and the excitement he has whenever you say he did a good job is just SO endearing for you to watch. THIS MAN will also treat you like his 4th cat, will boop your nose and squish your cheeks and pat your head and laugh at you when you only shoot a confused look his direction at his antics, because yes, you can bet that he will come up to you randomly while you're studying, cleaning, reading and just *squish* your face without a warning and running off all giggly like some teenager with a highschool crush.
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feeds you!!! like he's not a good cook but sometimes he WILL wake up earlier than you and try to somehow make a somewhat decent breakfast (will end up only toasting bread or ordering in something entirely, but the thought is there 💪🏼), and before you've even fully awoke he's sitting by the edge of the bed, a piece of fruit or bread in his fingers, ready to LITERALLY feed you like a baby, this HUGE grin on his face because he finds you adorable munching on whatever he prepared all tiredly? also for some reason loves your complaining right before he shoves the food into your mouth, about how you only just woke up, how he didn't have to cook, how you could have helped him with it and how you don't need to be feeded and can perfectly eat yourself, it all very much meets deaf ears though <3. in general, he'll love to just put up his chopsticks to your face when you're having lunch or dinner together and letting you try his food. other than that, he'd be one to share basically everything with you, up to his work, in a way. when he's home late and STILL has stuff to do after coming back, his favourite thing is explaining you what exactly he's making, how he's coming up with lyrics, melodies, how he's recording stuff. loves to see your interest in him and it works reversed as well, he will want to know EVERYTHING about your profession.
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it is such a random thing but he will help you remove your jewelery. if you were out with friends, or on a date with him, basically anywhere where you put thought and effort into your outfit, necklaces and earrings and bracelets accentuating your body - hyunjin will be next to you in the evening, fiddling with the opening of the chains around your neck, or taking one off your earrings off while you work on the other one. he wouldn't know a reason if you asked him why he had that habit, but you couldn't complain if you were honest, your heart melting at how attentive his actions felt. boy will also doodle you constantly!! you'd be sleeping or napping in his bed and he'd take a pic - for teasing purposes - before his pencil and notebook are out and he's creating a sketch of the way you're laying in his sheets - this time simply out of adoration, because anything you do seems to be so endearing to him that he wants to hold onto it in more ways than just a simple picture.
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WILLLLL PAINT YOUR NAILS!!! no matter if you normally wear or like nail polish he WILL ask you to please please paint them. especially when he sees you painting your nails already anyways; would come up to you and pout until you give into him and hand him over the brush. you'd be surprised at how he always does a fairly decent job too, the paint smudged only rarely. he's always giving you a kiss afterwards AND WILL NOT STOP BRAGGING about what good of a nail artist he is, though it doesn't need much talent to simply put on one coat of color, he will not stop admiring his work lmao. also loves lazying around together! for him spending quality time together isn't necessarily actively doing something together, it's enough for him to simply lay in bed together all day and cuddle or doze off or talk about everything and nothing.
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similar to jisung, he loves helping you to put on make up! he doesn't even need to convince you much because he's miraculously good at it anyways, and by how much fun he has painting your face with the brushes, it pains you to ever say no to him. when you don't have anything to get ready for he'll love experimenting lots with like- eyeliner looks and stuff you normally wouldn't wear, simply for the giggles of it, and would let you paint him up as well! loves the feeling of the brush against his skin and the time you spend together giggling and laughing. is a natural cuddle bug too, will come up to you randomly whenever you do basically anything and just snuggle against you, leaving butterfly kisses all across your skin until you're too distracted to continue your activety from before, your whole attention on your boyfriend now <3.
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HUGE flirt. like he'd always be teasingly and jokingly flirtatious towards you, winking and wiggling eyebrows and saying stuff he KNOWS will make your heart flutter juuust the right amount and he's so good at it for it to only be a joke? but you know he does it simply to tease because he will go out of his way with the flirting when friends are around, only to make you that much more flustered, because he can and is evil. he always has a laugh at how you roll your eyes at him while simultaneously blushing like crazy, making everyone in the room laugh as well. bro also just serenades you all of a sudden? like he'll be practicing some heartbreakingly romantic song for some cover, and the moment he's home he's NOT stopping to sing it for you, specifically. again, it's more a joke than anything, especially the way he dramatically gestures and closes his eyes while singing, but since he's not one to say 'i love you' too often, you make out his antics to be somewhat deeper and more meaningful than they seemed.
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bro loves to go shopping with you!!! he's obviously big on fashion and one thing he LOVES doing with you is being on the look out for cute couple outfits to wear together hehe. even if you're not super into fashion yourself! i feel like he'd find it adorable to somewhat look for stuff for you and spend hours in the dressing room, judging each others clothes, how they fit you, how they suit you, best quality time for him. oh also! wipes food from your face when you're eating, but in a jokingly annoyed manner. like when you're eating together and he sees a bit of food on your chin he takes some tissue and is tsking at you, funnily scolding you in that voice he has when he's pretending to be a grandma lmao, he knows it makes you laugh and he likes to show his affection towards you subtly that way.
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kitty-av · 7 months
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Hello CC fandom!
I've been lurking on CC Tumblr for a hot minute, and decided I needed to talk to people about the Facebook murder hidden objects/visual novel game. The brainrot won over the anxiety XD
I don't actually know a lot about the later games ( I watched like half of travel in time and the beginning district of MoTP and honestly it didn't feel the same. ) I mostly just brainrot over Pacific Bay and Save the World. I don't know why, but those are just MY games, you feel? The characters are just great, I vibe with them a lot. That being said, I doodled some of them!
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I have no explanations or context except this. Amy influenced by Russell and the entirety of Pacific Bay would be unhinged in a good way. They become the CC equivalent of ' go kick his ass bby I got your flower ' if you get what I mean.
Angela loves Lars, I will die on that hill. She loves everyone, but Sombra is... Yknow, Sombra. Tell me they didn't try to threaten her husband and kids at least once, I dare you. Maybe it's me looking for nuance, but I firmly believe that besides her being raised in a cult essentially ( one of their branches literally was one ) she also thought there literally was no way she could stay with the team without sacrificing her family. I mean, Sombra agents got into and almost killed people in the Bureau multiple times. The only reason they didn't is because Jonah exists and he's not having any of it.
Speaking of STW, Michelle deserved better. I don't know why exactly, but I headcanon that because they were never shown together ( or so I remember ) she knew Jonah. Maybe she hired him for protection once. No other reason other than I feel they'd be those two friends that stay sober and drive everyone home after a party.
I'm really speaking about this because I randomly doodled these five, so I might as well give my thoughts.
I swear, I feel parched for interaction, I need more people to nerd out with over these games, even though I'm busy these days and likely will be. Is there maybe a discord server? Maybe I'll also lurk there ( likely not, knowing how excited I am to share all my little headcanons about these two games in particular) but it'll just feel nice to have that space to view more of people talking about the game. •^•
I'm open to doodling some more characters, but I'm doing it from memory, while bored at a seminar thing - and I'm also taking notes. I am a master of multitasking clearly. These are all done at the back of my notepad. XD
I suppose you guys can ask and I'll figure it out. I'm also probably going to give my thoughts on each character, or the little I remember if I don't.
I'm planning on rewatching Grimsborough gameplay soon because half of it has left my mind, and there isn't much emotional attachment, as with these two games, so... Yeah!
This is wordy because I'm feeling awkward posting into a smol fandom Tumblr honestly. I know it's not a crime at all, but it feels like I'm intruding into a sacred space or something XD
Well, I'll get used to it. So will you, hopefully. 👀💫
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