#then you can have the apology cake below this post

[basiljay]

Super ironic posting this above that previous reblog, but I'm going to try my hardest to fight my anxiety and eventually post some of my art on here! I still probably won't be a SUPER frequent poster, but at least my page won't be completely filled with reblogs lol

[camandemstudios]

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[apuckishwit]

When Your Boyfriend's a Reformed Mean Girl

100 percent inspired by this tiktok: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTR75sjkf/

Time seems to do wierd things for Eddie Munson.

It's something Steve has gotten used to, in the year they've been dating. Eddie is attentive and affectionate, always makes sure Steve needs are being met, always goes the extra mile to let Steve know how much he loves him, how much he cherishes their time together. In many ways, he's the best partner Steve's ever had.

Just...sometimes things like approaching deadlines and important dates seem to literally not register in his brain until it's almost too late. And not even then, sometimes.

Eddie acknowledges that it's a problem. He puts every effort into finding workarounds. There is a calendar hanging at both his (brand new, government-funded) trailer and Steve's house, hanging right by the door with color-coded schedules and a pack of Post-It notes and a cup of pens sitting on a little table below it in case something changes or comes up. Steve has a dedicated half hour every night where he's allowed to remind Eddie of things they have coming up, or ask if they've been added to the calendar and Eddie is one hundred percent not allowed to gripe about being nagged in that thirty minutes. Not that he would, because most of the time there's at least one, "Oh, shit, forgot about that." When something slips through the cracks, he apologizes promptly and sincerely if it's something that affects someone other than him and he is always trying to do better.

Steve understands. Hell, after as many concussions as he's had, details get away from him too sometimes. There's several color-coded blocks on the calendar for Steve, as well. Sometimes, Eddie just forgets things despite his best efforts.

But their anniversary? The date that Steve has been carefully planning for almost a month to celebrate their first (of hopefully, many) year together as a couple? Really?

Eddie is going to be horrified.

He is going to feel so bad, and so guilty, and he is absolutely going to go all out to make it up to Steve. Steve knows this. He knows Eddie loves him, and that Eddie was looking forward to tonight as much as he was, and that this is just an instance of Eddie's brain betraying him, and not him actively trying to hurt Steve, or be dismissive of him. Eddie is going to feel awful when he realizes that he stood Steve up on their one-year anniversary to fight imaginary dragons with the boys. Hell, the boys are probably going to feel awful when they realize they gave Eddie something else to focus on in the lead-up to his one-year anniversary.

Well. Dustin, Lucas, and Will are going to feel awful. Mike will probably think it's hilarious.

The point is, Steve knows Eddie didn't do this on purpose, and it's not that Eddie doesn't value his time with Steve enough to remember the date, and so he's merely irritated. Maybe a little exasperated. Not truly angry.

All he has to do is radio over to Wheeler's place and remind Eddie what the date is. His boyfriend will literally drop everything, will probably not even bother to pack up his precious miniatures and dice before he's tearing out of the driveway and breaking every traffic law imaginable to get to Steve's house. Steve doesn't actually want Eddie to get a ticket or anything, though. Besides.

He's feeling a little petty.

There's steaks waiting to be tossed on the grill, twice-baked potatoes in the oven, and a fucking homemade chiffon cake with fresh strawberries and whipped cream chilling in the fridge. Eddie's gift is sitting on the counter, in an elegant little gift bag tied with black ribbon.

"Hey Rob, you wanna come over for dinner?" he says into his walkie, deciding to let Fate decide if his boyfriend is listening and catches a clue.

"Do I get a piece of that cake you made?" Robin replies immediately, amusement already dancing in her voice because she's his (platonic) soulmate and she can read his mind.

"You can take the leftovers home," he says.

And then his (romantic) soulmate, who can usually read his mind, comes over the channel as well. "Have fun, babe!" Eddie says brightly. "This is probably going to run later than I thought. I'll probably just pick you up for breakfast tomorrow, okay?"

Steve rolls his eyes fondly. "Okay."

"Love you!" Eddie says, and signs off.

Robin brings a bottle of wine she stole from her parents' pantry and they demolish the dinner and half the cake. Steve does get another package of steaks out to thaw in the fridge for tomorrow, though, and blows out the fancy candles he'd lit before they burn too low to be used again. Fuck if he's making another chiffon cake, though, persnickety little thing. He calls Enzo's and orders a chocolate marble cheesecake to be picked up tomorrow.

"So you gonna milk this for a nice present or what?" Robin asks as Steve is packing the remains of the cake for her to take home, as promised.

"Nah. He's fucking perfect like 90% of the time...I'm not gonna get mad at him for the other ten." Robin smiles at him, a little gooey-eyed. Steve returns it with a smirk. "But I'm not letting him off the hook entirely."

He has just finished putting the dishes away when he hears the rumble of Eddie's van in the driveway. He glances down at his watch, laughing to himself a little when he notes that while late, it is far, far too early for a gaming session to be done. He scoops his little gift bag off the counter and saunters to the front door just in time for a frantic knocking to sound. He schools his features and opens the door.

"Steve! Stevie, baby, I am so, so sorry. I swear to God, I had tonight written down in like five different places, but Dustin wanted to try a new character class and we haven't done this campaign yet, and I got so excited...I'm so sorry I forgot, but I'm here and I SWEAR I will make it up to you!" Eddie pauses for breath, wild-eyed and panting.

Steve holds the silence for a moment, and then shakes his head, leaning forward to drop a kiss on Eddie's cheek. "You're such a nerd," he says, affection dripping from his words. He sighs. "I hope you know, now I'm expecting flowers tomorrow. And I get to pick the movies for, like, two weeks with no complaints."

Eddie almost wilts in relief. "Absolutely none," he promises, reaching out to grip Steve's hand. "I will make tomorrow night AMAZING. I promise."

Steve smiles at him, his chest aching with the love he feels for this man. But he's still feeling just a little bit petty. He holds the bag out to Eddie, tilting his head coyly. "You can still open this tonight, though."

"Babe! I thought we said no gifts." He takes the bag in his hands, plucking at the ribbon.

Steve's smile turns just a little sharper. He worked fucking hard on that cake. "It's kind of for both of us, really. It's what I was gonna wear up to bed tonight."

Eddie peeks in the box, his brow furrowing. "Stevie...there's nothing but strawberry lip gloss and a bottle of lube in here." He looks up, and freezes as his brain catches up with what his mouth just said.

Steve leans forward and kisses him, hard, long, and absolutely filthy. "Suffer," he whispers against his boyfriend's lips.

Then he shuts the door in his face.

[pedropascallme]

Gentle/Dangerous

AN: Hiii first post!! Full disclosure: I haven’t written a fic since I was like...13...so apologies in advance if this is clunky and unreadable.

Pairing: Din x F!reader; no use of y/n

Summary: “Din was capable of this kind of care when it came to three things: His kid, his weapons, and you.” 

Warnings: Smut (18+ MINORS DNI), dom/sub dynamics (dom!Din x sub!reader), weapon play, gun kink, fingering, dirty talk, canon typical violence, praise kink, some degradation (occasional use of “whore/slut”). If I missed anything please let me know!

~~~

The Crest had an overwhelming calm about it in hyperspace. 

Don’t be mistaken, almost every day you’d spent on the ship with The Mandalorian and his kid had been marred with violence and/or chaos. But now, with the kid asleep, with Din’s armor off, with food in your stomach, with the ship humming through the stars, it felt so…peaceful. 

You watched Din now as he carefully cleaned his blaster—one of his blasters. His helmet still on but his gloves off, he wiped down every ridge once, twice; he went over it so gracefully. It was moments like this that you felt he was most domestic. Din was capable of this kind of care when it came to three things: His kid, his weapons, and you. This man, nameless, faceless, and dangerous to the rest of the galaxy so gently holding a weapon he had used that same day to take out two men. There was no doubt in your mind that it would’ve been more had he not realized the second man down was the bounty he’d been looking for. It was a relief that this one was to be brought in dead or alive, otherwise his shooting first and asking questions later would’ve cost him his credits.

Wouldn’t have been the first time. 

He was so focused. There was something in the way he was so steady with his weaponry both on and off the job that made you feel so safe, and, honestly, quite a bit turned on.

You walked towards him, hovering behind him for a moment before wrapping your arms around his chest, your hands resting just below his neck.

“Cyar’ika.” Neither a question nor a warning. Simply an acknowledgment to your presence and your touch. After a day of shooting and being shot at, your neediness was welcome. He paused his cleaning for a moment.

“Don’t stop on my account. I like watching.”

You felt his chest move as he let out a quiet laugh, muddled slightly by the modulator. You nuzzled yourself into his neck from your position behind him, not bothered by the way his helmet dug into your temple ever so slightly. 

“What’s so interesting about this, hm?” He prodded.

“Just like watching you be gentle. Like how small it looks in your hands…watching your fingers…”

“Sounds like you’re projecting.”

“Maybe. Keep going.”

He didn’t, though. He put down the rag he had been using and sat up straight, turning in his seat to lift you up and place you down on his lap before repositioning himself.

“If you like it so much, you’re entitled to a front row seat.”

You leaned back into him, feeling his breathing and his heartbeat sync with your own. He picked the rag back up and went back to wiping away the blood and grime caked into the blaster.

“Never knew you liked gentle,” he suddenly spoke, casually continuing his motions. “Always seem to like me more when I’m rough, mesh’la. You like me dangerous.”

You hummed. “I can like both,” you looked up at his visor, pinpointing the spot where you knew his eyes would be. “Maybe I like seeing you do dangerous and gentle simultaneously.” You reach your hands up behind his helmet, pulling him down to plant a kiss where his cheek was behind the cool metal. You felt Din ever so slightly harden under you. His hands once again left the rag and flew to his neck, carefully bringing himself up from your grasp and removing his helmet. You heard the hiss, and then the clang right after as he threw it to the side.

“I’ll show you both,” it was a near growl. His lips quickly found their way to your own. It was a hungry kiss, one full of lust and tongue, but there was love behind it—there was always love behind Din’s actions with you.

Still kissing him, you attempted to move, to turn around and straddle him, give yourself access to his face and his neck and his flight suit-covered chest, but Din made it clear he was to be in charge: one arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you tightly into him, while his other hand found the table in front of you. He pulled away from you.

“Pretty girl, so greedy to want two things at once,” he peppered kisses onto your face as you whined. You were too caught up in his words and his kisses to notice that the hand he had put on the table had taken hold of the now clean blaster. 

Using the arm he had around your waist, Din pulled you up closer to him, feeling the swell of your ass against his hips. You let out another whine.

“Be patient,” his mouth was back on yours. Then, parting from you once again, he moved his hand off your waist. “I’ll give you both.”

The hand that had gripped your waist moved to grab your chin, forcing you to look forward at the hand holding the blaster.

“Safety is on,” he whispered, “you want me to stop, you tell me.”

All you could do was let out a weak moan.

“Use your words, mesh’la. Do you understand?” He was louder now.

“Yes, yes I understand,” you rushed out.

Din brought the blaster to your clothed core. At a torturous pace, he moved the barrel of the weapon to your clit, catching on the fabric that you now desperately wanted gone. He started tracing circles over you, and when you started bucking your hips, the hand on your face came back down around your waist to anchor you to him.

“I’m showing you gentle, let me be gentle,” he said, continuing his languid movements. You could tell he was enjoying himself, both in the way he spoke and in the way his cock pressed against you. “Let me be gentle and dangerous, hm?”

“Please,” you gasped when he pressed the blaster firm against you.

“Words.”

“Please, no—no clothes, Din, please. More.”

He laughed, just enough to move you with the vibrations in his chest. “Greedy.”

But he was clearly ready to end his teasing, at least for now. Rubbing the blaster around your clit for a few more seconds before putting it back on the table and reaching down to unclasp your trousers. 

“Stand up,” an order. You moved off of him, allowing him to strip you of your clothes. Bottoms first, then top. You stood in front of Din, your back to him. You felt a hand stroke up your thigh and over your ass, stopping to weave two fingers under the elastic of your underwear.

“So pretty, cyar’ika,” he began pulling down the fabric. “So pretty, even when you’re greedy.” His motions were smooth as he took off your underwear, letting them fall to the floor and easing you back onto his lap when you stepped out of them. He pulled you close once again and, much to your chagrin, continued his slow teasing. His gloveless hands glided over your stomach to your ribcage before he grabbed gently at your breasts. You let out quiet moans as he traced a finger around your nipple.

He picked the blaster back up and brought it back to your now dripping core. It was cold against your bare skin, and you could feel goosebumps forming on your arms and legs.

“Tell me what you want,” the barrel lifted slightly off your clit, lessening the friction.

“Inside me, please. Inside…” You were getting excited. He was getting excited.

Din brought the blaster down to your opening, using your wet to coat the barrel—he said he’d be gentle, and he was a man of his word; he didn’t want the metal to hurt you more than you probably would’ve liked, he wanted to ensure that you were used to the cold metal and that it would ease into you comfortably. After what felt like hours, he pushed the blaster into you, increasing the volume of your pathetic sounds.

“Good girl. You can take it, right? You said you wanted gentle and dangerous, I know you can take it. Good girl.” He began to pump the barrel of the blaster in and out of you. He went slow, letting you get used to the stretch, and he didn’t mind hearing you beg, either. Your words came out jumbled, begging for him to go deeper, faster. 

“Fu-ck, Din, there!” The tip had hit that perfect spot. You grabbed Din’s wrist as if you had any control over his movements, your other arm reaching up and around, grabbing at any part of him you could reach.

“I know, cyar’ika. Taking it so good. This is what you needed, huh? Needed me to treat you like an outer rim whore? Fucking you with the same blaster I use to hurt—to kill, nice like this?” He smiled at your response; a mix of drawn out, high pitched moans and “yes, Din”s. His other hand dropped to your clit, and he started rubbing tight circles.

“I’d never hurt you, my riduur. My girl. Only want you to feel good. Am I making you feel good?” His words were half serious, you could hear him smiling; he was still finding ways to tease you while he was fucking you with his blaster. When you didn’t respond—couldn’t respond, any words getting lost in your throat and leaving your mouth as moans—he continued, his fingers on your clit, his other hand moving the blaster in and out of you at a faster pace. “You need to use your words, mesh’la. Do you like having your pussy filled up this way? So tight around my blaster, gonna have to clean it up again now that you’re dripping all over it like that. You like that?”

“Yes—fuck, Din, yes!…L-ove it,” you managed to get out.

“Love it more than my cock?” 

Again, you were too dazed to answer. Din lifted his hand off your clit, removing the blaster from inside you to regain your attention. You squeezed the back of his neck, whining at the loss.

“I asked you something, pretty girl.”

You were squirming on his lap, thighs closed and rubbing together, desperate for anything you could get. After several seconds of gasping and deep breaths, you were able to form words again.

“Love your cock more than anything,” you whispered, head falling to his shoulder so you could kiss at his neck. “Love you more than anything, Din.”

Instantly, he was on you again, shoving your legs open and grabbing at your thigh. The full length of the blaster’s barrel was pushed as deep inside your pussy as your body would allow and his other hand again found your sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“Din!” He had once more found the spot that made you see stars, all you could do was say his name over and over again as he pressed into it over and over with the metal. 

“Love you more than anything,” he repeated your words back to you, punctuating each with a thrust of the blaster into you. “Give you whatever you want, greedy girl. I’ll give you anything. So beautiful spread open for me like this—pretty little slut for me.”

“F-for you,” you could feel the heat pooling in your stomach, could feel yourself tightening around the blaster that Din was pushing in and out of you. He sped up the thrusts slightly, egging you on with his movements.

“Cum for me, cyar’ika. Show me how much you like to be used like this. Show me how much you like gentle and dangerous. Make a fucking mess for me, be a good girl.”

Something inside you snapped at Din’s words, you felt yourself tense up and then go limp as your orgasm quickly washed over you. Din didn’t stop, his thrusts going slower and deeper, his fingers speeding up.

“That’s it. This is what you wanted, show me. Good girl.”

Your legs were shaking, thighs coated in your own slick. You sagged into Din, unable to support your own weight. Finally, after a few more moments of massaging your now incredibly sensitive clit, he pulled himself away. He took his time sliding the blaster out of you, letting the wetness that connected your hole to the blaster drip before he brought the weapon to your mouth.

“Open,” his hand was back on your waist, and he gave you a gentle squeeze to emphasize his demand. You did as you were told, hooded eyes looking at his lust-blown brown ones as you took the barrel into your mouth and sucked your juices off of it. His own mouth parted slightly, a smirk tugging at the ends of his lips.

“Good girl,” he took your cheeks and eased your mouth open, throwing the blaster back on the table in front of you. He shifted in his seat, easing you both up so that he could turn you towards him. He wrapped an arm around you, stroking your hair while you caught your breath.

“Was that alright? Didn’t want to overwhelm you, didn’t want you to—” you kissed him softly to cut off his post coital anxious rambling.

“It was perfect. S’what I wanted. Exactly what I wanted from my riduur. Gentle and dangerous.”

“You like me more when I’m dangerous,” he mused, kissing your temple. You laughed into his chest.

“You’re never dangerous to me. Like you no matter what. Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.”

You felt his grip around you tighten, his hand in your hair stilling, pressing your head closer to his body.

“Good to know,” he said, dropping a kiss to the top of your head. “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.”

[internalscream1ng]

My thoughts after Chapter 7

Spoilers for Tokyo Debunker below please continue with caution:

WOWIE WAS CHAPTER 7 A GOOD ONE!!!

I can say that Mortkranken is a very interesting dorm. And I could be bias because it's a shade of a blue or blue/green I like, but it's coming my favorite.

I know I pick and push calling Jiro a slut but it was mostly based on looks alone. Now actually seeing his character in play I can finally form an opinion on these two characters.

Opinions on Yuri and Jiro :

Jiro - Looks alone he was the one who stood out to be the most, I have a type of liking either assholes or dark gloomy guys in series and seeing Jiro was the cake on top ~ I enjoy seeing him fight and work, learning about him and his illness too was a plus side and I hope to learn more about his character even if it's a side mini thing I hope he returns in the main story.

Yuri - Not gonna lie, I knew his character looks seemed familiar turns out a buddy of mine sent me a photo of him and I proceeded to call him a teal hair Azul Ashengrotto - I do not apologize. I honestly adore this man with my being. He is a bit of a gobber but he is very smart ( obviously he is a doctor). He makes me giggle a bunch so I will definitely be thinking of him.

My thoughts on chapter 7:

I was actually happy that I didn't have to wait long for the Chapter since from when I got into Tokyo Debunker for the first time. Jumping into a new chapter for the new dorm is always exciting even after all we learned in the game up till now. I knew the MC curse wouldn't be solved so easily since now there is a marking on her neck, but it was a good way to introduce Mortkranken into the story line and the characters along with it.

However with the mutated anomaly was a freaky thing itself. But it was perfect in its own way. But I wished they gave us a sprites for the zombies. After Chapter 2, the way they made one for Takeru's ghost the details and the way he moved was so chilling it made me snapped back to the thoughts this had some horror themes to it.

The anomalies in Chapter One weren't scary but they had their own sprites like the characters and they also moved too, if you look closely you can see them swaying, better view as it is looking at their hands. I kind of wished they revisited the idea of Takeru's ghost sprites / it moving to the zombies in Chapter 7. I feel like it would give the players more of an eye opener or give the player some sort of thrill chill.

I won't sit here and complain about that, we can't all have what we want to think, but I think it would have been a nice idea.

Details I liked in Chapter 7:

I will keep this one short and simple:

Finally learning the anomaly name of the one who cursed MC, Kyklos.

Zenji being Jiro's brother

Zenji name being Taro Kirisaki ( does Jiro even remember him? Someone please let me know)

How bright and colorful the lab in Mortkranken was.

Jiro <3

Jiro and Yuri's relationship <3

The tree Towa was caring for getting better but worse at the end ;-;

Towa SPEAKING AGAIN his voice is WAHHHHH✨

Also Gala is on board

ALSO WHATEVER TAIGA WAS WEARING HELLO?! SIR?!

If you read this far thank you so much!!! I'll make a separate post on my theories, I am just tired and mad that it got deleted mid-post.. I'll make a whole new post on it later it's past 3am and I wanna unwind for a bit after playing. If you wanna ask me things please direct them to my Ask/Submissions in my bio <3

[ctinalk]

Season two isn’t (fully) real, it’s a peaceful, fragile existence

The more I rewatch the show and read different theories, the more convinced I get that S2 is some sort of elaborate dream sequence or a distraction or memory alteration attempt (Neil’s chaotic angsty ineffable husbands fanfic?). But not all of it.

(This gets kind of rambly so if you want my true hook, scroll down to the Michael Sheen Staged gif.)

Let me make this perfectly clear on the outset: I don’t think all of it is a dream, and I certainly don’t think the final 15/kiss is or is going to be discounted (and not only because there would be literal riots in the street, because there absolutely would be, but also I’m putting trust in Neil and the team wholeheartedly). I think that could actually be the domino that brings them out of it. I read somewhere recently something along the lines of “something loved can never be truly forgotten” and I think that fits my theory perfectly. I’m also making no claims (yet) as to what I think is real and what I think is “enhanced”.

Also I apparently am either too far deep or cannot work the tumblr search function with any modicum of usefulness, so please link me to the posts I’m alluding to if you think it’s the right one. I will edit them in and sincerely apologize to the brilliant minds that exist outside the confines of the search function.

Now, On with the show:

You can be in charge of the biscuits

Maggie and Nina: Look, I get that recasts happen, they change the actor playing the character because of scheduling conflicts, etc. But to cast the actor/actress that is immediately recognizable from a prior interaction (whether with the characters or the audience) is not something you see. FFS Maggie DIED in S1, and Nina was pivotal (maybe too strong a word, but enough to be memorable surely) to the storyline. It’s like someone said “Hey, they’ll work, bring em in, no I don’t care that they were in S1. It’ll be a test of how well our facade is working. If they (A&C) notice, then the gig is up and we’ll know it.”

Also why in the world is the owner of a coffee shop offering Eccles cakes to calm down, when camomile tea is right there? (Resists the urge to go off on a tangent on how Eccles cakes were used to celebrate the “Eccles wakes” at the feast of St. Mary (yes that Mary) and how that ties into the second coming plot.) Do Eccles cakes count as biscuits? Ugh another thought for another day I suppose.

It has come to my attention during writing that Shax is the same actress as Madame Tracy. I have less of an affront to this knowledge since I’m 2 months deep and countless rewatches in and only just noticed. But I’m going to pop it in this header anyway. Are you really trying to tell me that a show that apparently has demon entrances happening precisely on the 6s really didn’t think these choices out very deliberately? (Edit 3: https://www.tumblr.com/noneorother/735823422626709504/the-secret-timeline-inside-of-good-omens-season-2 JFC why can I never find the blogs when I want to insert them? It was a breakdown about how all of the demon entrances happen at a 00:00 that ends in a 6.)

Yours very faithfully, Maggie

Text to mail disconnect: There’s been a theory pop up (at the time one writing this at least (edit 2: https://www.tumblr.com/azariah-z-fell/743434274903048192/it-is-extra-weird-because-it-is-on-the-record) that Maggie actually texted Aziraphale her request to talk, and it was magically translated into a physical form, and the spelling error (that so many people are shouting DEMON at) was just an autocorrect typo. But, surely Maggie would know he doesn’t text if she knew him for several years at least. We’ve never seen either of our boys text, only call. Seems like someone doesn’t know how phones work, but wanted to get the message received? See also: currency, below.

You ever think, what’s the point?

Numerous people have pointed out the same obvious background people. There are theories about the guy in the Hawaiian shirt being the second coming or something similar. I wonder if it’s some sort of play on a badly executed attempt to make Wickber Street seem “normal” in an alternate reality, an elaborate distraction, but they have to keep using the same character models because their imagination is just slightly better than Shadwells’ (Oh gfdi how did I miss Mrs. sandwich right there). I’m not saying we haven’t done a “oh oops silly me I forgot something” but that isn’t usually done in the middle of a sidewalk. When Aziraphale is initially talking to Jim with the blanket, there’s a guy just chugging his arms outside the window, not walking. Another one in E3 when Shax show up outside the shop, a guy in an orange sweatshirt passes in the background, then passes again, and not close enough in time/area to just be the continuation of the walk. Especially in the early episodes, there are veritable conveyer belts of people, straight lines, no trying to pass, etc. I’m trying to look at the background in S1 and while there are still tons of people, the background is… livelier. People passing, shoving past, actually going places.

“I’m looking at the statue of Gabriel.” “Oh, good job?”

Aziraphale basically learns fuck-all when he makes the trip to Edinburgh. Granted, I do believe most of that was to make the Bentley “our car”, but so many things are out of character. The no drink, the over-the-top “investigation” (as awkward as he is, Aziraphale knows how to act more normally than that with humans), the background on the drive up there…

All the others were taken (random collective thoughts)

Somehow ALL the businesses on the street are different from Season 1?

A normal person would have moved out of the rain instead of just lolling there letting raid splatter their glasses, yeah? (As a person with glasses I can confirm).

“We have all the hosts of hell searching for him” cue Crowley looking around like then why the fuck are there still demons around me?

The cross disappearing from the Gabriel statue between shots.

“I’m a bit out of miracles” and “that’s not how miracles work” from the guy who got written up for too many frivolous miracles.

I have here a sixpence and a farthing There’s always money in the banana stand

The lack of (accurate?) paid transactions seems like whoever is pulling the strings has no concept of earthly money and how it’s supposed to work, just that it exists. Crowley and Aziraphale talk bluntly about poverty and know that money is needed and used in current society (“Give her the money, Angel”, Rome, Globe Theatre, 1941 magic shop, etc.). Could be a “let’s not get lost in the trivialities” thing but it does strike me as odd. Caveat: Aziraphale forgiving the rent doesn’t quite fit, but cost of the record is obscenely low.

But this does give me hope about the 3rd 1941 flashback, because they were using money accurately there, which hopefully means the flashbacks and memories aren’t being altered, just “present day”.

We’re real people

One of the overarching themes in Season 2 (and S1 now I think of it) is “stop interfering in the lives of other people”. Maggie and Nina, Job, Elspeth, the entire dance party, Warlock, the book of prophecy. It would be a shame if someone were to make sure I failed to be messing about in their own lives.

I had brothers, you don’t scare me

Something happened just before Maggie told them to “Come in here and say that to my face.” Another demonic turn potential here, but also kind of like someone’s saying “FFS get on with the plot”.

The book of love has music in it

This post https://www.tumblr.com/noneorother/731977308306636800/all-the-music-you-didnt-hear-the-good-omens (finally, one I can find!) popped up, and there’s another one that purports to have noticed that there’s music lines missing from the opening sequence (edit 1: Found it!: https://www.tumblr.com/dadesu/726651737165938688/anyone-noticed-the-missing-half-bar-in-good-omens ). Possibly Clueing us in that there’s something that’s missing elsewhere (I mean obviously, that’s the whole point of this season, is it not?).

So where do we go from here?

As much as I’d love to say “Alright so the kiss breaks the spell whoever was put over them because of ✨the power of love✨, the ruse will be revealed, and they’re not talking because they don’t have to”

I don’t know, my thoughts are just the overarching patterns I’ve noticed over many, many rewatches and probably reading a few too many magic trick theories and/or fanfics. I don’t intentionally make my theory posts open-ended, but in the end that’s the fun of it. Nothing has to be mutually exclusive (yes I’m referencing my “Is Crowley already the new Supreme Archangel” post, I think I’m allowed that much). I’m happy to be proven wrong, and probably will be.

Lots of things are wrong right now

But I will leave you with one parting thought: Crowley knows. He knows there’s furniture missing. (That’s why he keeps just tossing things everywhere, because he know it doesn’t matter.)

And he. Does not. Care. For it.

How many theories that I myself hate can I dig into?

I’m a demon, I lied:

[halfmoth-halfman]

we're starting to get into the spooky months now, so what better way to close out the summer vibes than with a fic rec list!!

unfortunately, the original of this post got messed up through my queue and it left me discouraged and not really with the energy to go all out like i usually do so i apologize if the reviews are a little lackluster this time around, but i did love and adore every single one of these fics 💜

if you wanna see more more of my fic recs and favs, i have em all on my recs blog, here!! please note the navi page is still under construction!!

and of course, if you have any fic recs of your own, feel free to send em my way here or on my sideblog - i love finding new fics and writers!! 💜

Javier Peña

birthday bash || a pile of cards - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ what else can i say? cute. adorable. perfect. made me feel like it was my birthday, because this was fic was such a gift. i don't know how jo is able to write the cutest and most fun relationship dynamics, but it makes my heart soar every time.

late night texts || iv. before the gold and glimmer | bonus scene: phone sex | v. you make me feel wild | vi. the place where i want to be | bonus scene: wicked games you play | vii. oh the sweetest thing - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ i will never not be in love with the way jo writes javi, and the absolute beauty of her writing. the way this relationship builds and feels so real with equals parts teasing and the shyness of the first time meeting someone you kinda sorta know always leaves me stunned.

John "Soap" MacTavish

run away to me || i. - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ i'm warning y'all now, hal has spoiled me this month and a lot of the fics on this list are gonna be hers. but to start we're talking about this fantastic fic. blacksmith!soap was not something i knew i needed and i am foaming at the mouth to see where this goes.

soap comforting reader - @nrdmssgs

✧ coming from someone who's had very similar anxieties around meeting a significant other's family, this hit very close to home and was so. damn. sweet. i love this so much and soap being an absolute sweetheart here was just icing on the cake.

John Price

glitter and gold || snippet - @writeforfandoms

✧ i could talk about this fic for hours. not only have i read it about a hundred times, but this fic helped inspire me to start drawing again. one of my top favorite comfort fics, everything about it is perfect. dragon!price being so in love with his wife, princess!reader finding joy and love and freedom with her new husband, the little appearances from the rest of the 141. it's all just perfect.

cardigan || part 1. it starts in a bar - @as-is-above-so-below

✧ price x teacher!reader was a lovely idea that i have been waiting for with baited breath and it did not disappoint. esp this part:

“Believe me. I get it. My career makes it difficult to find time for much of anything.”

“Yeah, well, I have sixteen kids.”

i love sassy teacher!reader.

songs that sound like sea-foam || (ii) | (iii) - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ this fic destroyed me. i had to call my mom and talk to her about it because i loved it so much. idk how to describe it, this filled me with a beautiful sense of longing and nostalgia of the classic fairytales my parents used to read me before bed

all, most, some, none - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ mmkay just one second while i-

lions and ibexes - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ i love husband!price, don't get me wrong, but i think farah was the real star of this fic. her characterization is wonderful, and the talk she and reader have is so sad (for lack of a better word) but also hopeful and real. i want to have a love the way hal writes it in her fics.

late night cookies - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ perfect dad!price fic right here. really hit me right in the unresolved daddy issues. good job.

where did you sleep last night - @captainfern

✧ i might just be a sucker for pet names like my love and darling, but this was so unbelievably sweet. reader missing price so much that they light one of his cigars just for the familiar smell of him?? i'm aldkasjl i love this so much.

glory to the reaper - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ the ability of hal to just present us with pure poetry like it's no big deal is just ugh chef's kiss. like all of this here:

How can life go on when such things are uttered to light? When they’re buried deep into your marrow like the dirt on top of a grave? 

How can the Reaper knock at your doorways when love exists in such quantity…in the fractures of his eyes? Only when his lips brush yours do you understand.

absolutely stunning.

ducky socks - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ dad!price strikes again by breaking my heart in the best possible way and gluing it back together with pure sweetness and a wholesome father-daughter relationship.

Keegan P. Russ

for the weak and weary - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ i am of a simple mind. i see hal has written a keegan fic, i drop everything and read the keegan fic, i sob uncontrollably and struggle to read through my tears, i scroll back up to the top and read again.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

some nights are like that - @deadbranch

✧ insert ohmygod they were roommates meme here. i love gaz, i love friends to lovers, i love roommates to lovers, i love everything about this fic. it's cute, it's sweet, it made me giggle. 10/10 will read again.

cult of vagabonds || chapter six: storm-flying petrels - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ i crave this series like something else let me tell you, and each chapter completely delivers. reader is somehow so frustrating and so relatable at the same time, no regard for her own life but also...same.

to be in love - @lethalchiralium

✧ am i biased because i requested this? yes. but also because this is cute and wholesome and perfect and the idea of gaz buying flowers for his crush makes me smile like an idiot and keri did a perfect job with this.

paper rings - @lethalchiralium

✧ this is me staring at keri after she's written one of the most perfect gaz prompts i've ever read and giving me the cutest, sweetest, most wholesome treat.

get behind me - @writeforfandoms

✧ i love fall fair stuff. corn mazes, haunted houses, bobbing for apples, all of it. and it's even better with the addition of gaz. soap being a little shit had me laughing, but gaz being such a sweetheart (and a little bit of a tease) just had my smiling and giggling to myself.

there’s no need to panic, i’m right here now, aren’t i? you’re safe - @writeforfandoms

✧ gaz is the best boi and even more so when jen writes him. i love the way she portrays him being so soft and comforting, but also not afraid to take care of problems for his significant other. and, as someone who's had loud neighbors, i wish i had gaz there to take care of them for me too 😭

Miguel O'Hara

glass houses - @lethal-chiralium

✧ actual picture of me pretending to be okay after reading this and having my heart shATTERED INTO A MILLION PIECES HOW DARE YOU KERI

welcome to new york || 3 | 4 - @writeforfandoms

✧ i consume these chapters as if they're a decadent slice of cake made just for me and they're so fucking delicious every time. i love lyla and jess in this fic (i love everyone in this fic tbh, but i gotta support the girlies) and this part right here:

(Note to self: bring a sweater.)

literally me. i love this so much and can't wait see where it goes.

hammock by the sea - @wyvernest

✧ the way this fic made me want to enjoy a sunny july afternoon on my honeymoon with miguel in a hammock soooo bad. idk if feel-good can be used to describe a fic, but that's how i feel about this one. it's a feel-good fic, makes me soft and happy and wistful.

spider-girl!reader|| you haven't kissed me all day | jealous miguel | saying i love you for the first time - @luveline

✧ luveline never misses with the miguel fics. every single one is A+ 10/10 chef's kiss. the domesticity while also keeping miguel his grumpy self is just lakdjaksl i'm so weak for luveline's fics and her portrayal of miguel.

Multi

dead disco || chapter 6 - @peachesofteal

✧ i really gotta read this series in small doses, because the way it makes my heart ache cannot be healthy. i just want everything to work out, for them to be happy but goddamn does peach want me to suffer (and i happily thank her for it)

how do they cuddle - @homicidal-slvt

✧ this has any and everyone in it, but more importantly it has my boys, gaz and roach and that's all that matters to me. gaz being the type to do a little kiss attack is so cute and something i can see him doing and roach tracing little shapes and letters i'm screaming. also graves being an absolute menace, you're so right for that.

Nikto

ravishing allure || prologue | cake for a dead man (i) -@halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ do i know who nikto is? not in the slightest. did that stop me from dropping everything to read this series? not in the slightest. will i ever be normal about one of hal's amazing fics? not in the slightest :)

Phillip Graves

close your eyes for me, love - @writeforfandoms

✧ protective graves just does something for me. like, of course, he's a little shit and all that, but, as we've seen in canon, that man is loyal to a fault so it makes sense that loyalty would extend to his significant other. and also the way jen writes him just makes me blush and giggle so that's a plus 🤭

Rodolfo Parra

pressing their foreheads together - @writeforfandoms

✧ i read Warnings: soft domestic fluff and kissing. and knew this fic was gonna be made for me. and i was right. this fic made me sigh longingly. i am so astronomically weak for the way jen writes this man and the way she writes soft domesticity.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

the safe house has seen better days - @ghostaholics

✧ how does it feel to have such a perfect understanding of a character and then create such a gorgeous fic on top of that??

Always staying awake, always assigning himself to the graveyard shift for watch while everyone else squeezes in a few hours of rest before the sun comes up.

i am in awe of ms. ghostaholics and her beautiful ability to turn characterization into pure poetry.

hired as a live-in house cleaner - @ceilidho

✧ i👏🏼love👏🏼this👏🏼fic👏🏼 this turned me into a big ol' soft pile of hearts and mush ugghh just the perfect amount of fluff. very cute but subtle too and y'know i think that fits ghost pretty well.

the team is invited to a wedding - @rileyslibrary

✧ one thing about me: i love a wedding. and this fic right here? absolutely delivered. it's got everything: ghost, gaz cameo, a wedding, macarons. not to mention the A+ banter between ghost and reader, i love them and this fic so much.

happiness || white carnations - @lethal-chiralium

✧ happiness hurts in a way that leaves me somehow longing for more and i can't describe it any other way. i think keri is determined to figure out how many different ways she can break my heart with angst and fluff and i couldn't be more thankful.

circles and squares - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ i know i gushed about this fic already, but i'm gonna do it again. the best way to describe my feelings about this is that i would dedicate an entire section of my bookshelf just for jo's writing. the way she perfectly balances the differences between ghost and simon. the way he's stern and struggles, but doesn't lose his snark. the way he and reader support each other while still respecting each other and they're need for space. i'm so weak for this fic.

on the edge of the universe - @kil-g

✧ it's the world-building for me. it's the captivating atmosphere for me. there's just something so beautifully haunting here, and i am desperately clinging to every little piece of it. like i'm already feral for everything isa writes, and this is another excellent addition to the collection.

civ!reader kills someone out of self defense for the first time - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ had me hooked from the opening line and man was i on edge the rest of the time. i was panicking right there alongside reader, and the portrayal of her confusion and fear and anxiety was so well done. and ghost coming in to comfort her?? i was crying. so unbelievably good.

badly wrapped secrets - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ i just-

"Thank you, for all of this.

He nods—short, and full of understanding, as well as signalling: you’re welcome."

i love them so much 😭

blood was its avatar - @halcyone-of-the-sea

✧ i was fighting for my life trying to read this without blushing like a sinner in church and ended up looking something like this-

and i damn near cackled like a witch at that ending LMAO

the roommate series || lover boy - @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world

✧ i knew nothing about this series going on and when i tell you i read through it with a swiftness. my skin is clear, my knees are weak, my livestock is fed. this fic (this whole series tbh) has reached in and wrapped around my heart in the best possible way.

illicit indulgences || the ghost of you - @floralpascal

✧ i am screaming. this is so...i don't know the right word. beautiful? stunning? gorgeous? all of the above? the captivating description of loneliness, the way ella manages to capture the stubbornness of ghost missing someone but refusing to admit to himself that he does. they're so perfect and in love and i'm just alskdaj

can you imagine someone threatening you - @mvtthewmurdvck

✧ you ever hear that phrase, so nice you reblog it twice? well i have, cause that's exactly what i did with this fic. it's the least i could do for the pure artistry of this fic. i love reader here, being so confident and capable and ghost being completely infatuated by her ability and so ready to kill anyone who disrespects her.

Valeria Garza

10 years too late on that, love - @writeforfandoms

✧ hello???? this was incredible???? i am??? slightly intimidated???? and in love??? with both valeria because she's mommy and with jen because she's such a wonderful writer and i am in awe of her talent.

[creative-kny-fics]

I want to apologize for the person who asked me for the fic that I will show below. I was editing it and it was posted by mistake, it wasn't ready and in a panic, I deleted it. I ask your forgiveness 😭

Ler: Tanjiro Kamado

Lee: Muzan Kibutsuji

'Mr Kokushibo, you truly are amazing! I didn't know you could do so many tasks at the same time!'

'Thank you, I wish everyone would see it that way. But no problem, where do you want me to leave this box?'

'What do you mean by "I wish everyone looked like that"?', Kamado crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow.

Michikatsu just shrugged and tried to justify himself by saying it was a lie, but Tanjiro knows when you're lying, so there was no way he could be fooled.

Even though Tanjiro insisted, the older man did not give in and once his "social work" was finished he retired and left the young man alone.

'It's not right that your boss or other people appreciate your work...' 'What did you expect? That's how grown people are Tanjiro, plus it doesn't seem like that guy cares enough to do anything. If it were him, I would have given up a long time ago and sent them all to hell.'

'Zenitsu! That's very cruel! Maybe he has his reasons... Mmmm, I know! I'll brighten his day by bringing him some desserts! They're sure to make him smile!', Zenitsu shook his head in disbelief and sighed, there was nothing he could do after all.

After a huge controversy over what dessert he should bring, Tanjiro finally opted to bring him some sweet breads, a few mochis and a huge slice of cake, it had to be enough.

Now the challenge was where he could find him, he didn't know where he worked, so that was the next mission.

'I wish I had spent more time with him to ask him where he worked... It's almost half a day... Half a day... Ooooh, I know where he goes to lunch! It must be there!'

But nope, the place Tanjiro went to didn't give him the answer he was looking for, this was harder than he thought.

'Is something wrong with you young man? I've seen you go around the street about 7 times. Are you looking or waiting for someone?'

'In fact yes, I'm looking for someone... But I don't think you know him... Anyway, thank you for your concern sir...?' 'My name doesn't matter now, little one! Why don't you tell me who you're looking for? I know most of the people in the city, maybe I can help you with something', well, there was nothing to lose, was there?

He turned around, the guy was a little tall, with blonde or silver hair, he couldn't be seen well because of the sun, but anyway.

He told him everything about the person he was looking for, this in case he didn't know his name or something similar. 'Oooooh, I know who you're talking about! I didn't know Kokushibo-Dono had friends at school hahaha!'

'Do you know him?! Do you know where he works?!'

'Sure, I'll tell you, but don't tell him that I was the one who brought you... His boss might get upset with him hahaha', Tanjiro agreed.

As they walked, Tanjiro was thinking seriously, was Mr. Kokushibo's boss so bad to bother just because he is friends with a child?

He shook his head, if he kept thinking about it he was going to end up kicking his boss and he didn't want any problems.

'Well, it's here, I hope I've helped you. Tell him to take good care of himself and that I hope to work with him again...'

'Thank you very much sir! Here, I'll buy you something to eat! It's the least I can do for helping me' 'No thanks little one, I'm sure Kokushibo-Dono eats too much hahaha. It's nothing, see you!'

Well, it was moment of truth, it was curious, there was no receptionist or anything similar, now who could he ask about where his office was?

'WHAT THE FUCK IS KAMADO TANJIRO DOING HERE?! HE'S GOING TO RUIN EVERYTHING IF HE SEE US HERE!!'

'SHUT UP KAIGAKU!! We have to think... We are not going to achieve anything... We have to hide and SHUT UP or he will find us'

'And now what's happening to you? Kaigaku, if you're in trouble again don't expect me to save your ass...', Kaigaku shook his head and dragged Michikatsu to where the trio was.

When he looked out, he realized the young man's presence and sighed, leaving and covering his mouth as he dragged him to his office, luckily no one had seen them. 'What are you doing here kid? It's no place for you to be here, mainly, how did you find me?'

'I had help! And to answer your question, I brought you some desserts because I thought you...-'

Tanjiro's mouth was covered again, someone was approaching and it didn't seem to be anything good.

'KOKUSHIBO WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! I ASKED YOU TO DO ONE THING AND YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT?!'

'Sorry sir, I'm coming right now. I got distracted by something' 'I'm not surprised, you're a distracted idiot sometimes', Tanjiro's patience ran out.

Despite Michikatsu telling him not to go anywhere or go out, Tanjiro did it to confront the adult, he was not afraid after all. 'That uniform...'

'Why are you acting like that?! Mr. Kokushibo tries his best and you should appreciate it! Don't yell at him!'

'Don't fuck with me, I don't have time to deal with brats like you. My head hurts so I screamed, I'll apologize, satisfied?'

Naaaaah, the way he said it didn't convince Tanjiro at all, so he came out from under the desk and stood in front of him with his arms crossed.

'Look kid, I don't know you, I'm not interested in knowing who you are and so on. So do me a favor and leave already or else I'm going to... AAAAAHAHAHA!!'

'LEAVE MR. KOKUSHIBO ALONE!!', do you believe what you just read?

Don't be scared my dear readers, Muzan is not ticklish even in his nightmares, and if so, why is he laughing?

Hasn't it happened to you that someone pinches you and instead of hurting you, it makes you laugh? Well, that's more or less what happened here. That "useless" squeeze probably also contributed to him laughing, but anyway, no one understands that man.

'Why are you laughing?! I'm hurting him!!' 'Yohohour stuhuhupihihid attehempt is whahahat mahahakes me laugh... You should...'

'Sir, I already brought you the files, where do you want me to...?', Michikatsu dropped his papers, why?

Well, it's not every day you see a kid kicking Muzan in the balls, so it was something new.

That inclusive blow hurt Michikatsu, who intervened and moved away, even knowing that it could cost him his dismissal. 'Sorry about that sir... By the way, here's the bill for your order...'

'Oh, sure, here you go young man and something extra for bringing you here'

'Thank you, see you! I hope you get better soon sir!', Tanjiro skipped away before disappearing.

You can imagine the scream that Muzan gave for having been humiliated by a child...

But hey, at least, Kamado definitely achieved his goal, he made Kokushibo smile.

[vipesterix]

If you're here from my previous post and/or have stumbled upon this yourself, below me are research papers (recipes) for sweet and savory abnormalities! Part 1

Mountain of Smiling Bodies cake bites > Apologies in advance, I don't quite have a "recipe" for this one I just did it as I went. Best way I can explain it is: - I used store-bought cake mix, added a spoonful of yogurt + coffee ( since it was chocolate and these are my preferences) - Then once the cake was made, I used store-bought frosting and basically hand-kneaded it all together to form cake bites. ^ If you want to make some with a gaping mouth, just poke your finger into them or shape them accordingly. - Then I broke up Pocky Sticks and inserted them into the cake balls, then let chill. - After that, I would highly recommend doing chocolate ganache and NOT just heat up chocolate chips. You want the chocolate to be flowy enough to spoon over them, you get the gist. Plus the ganache makes it a darker color and more shiny. ^ For ganache, it's just a cup of chocolate chips, and then around a half a cup of Heavy Whipping Cream. I just kind of eyeballed it, sorry.

Punishing Bird Pâte à Choux (Cream Puffs) ^ For this one, I used a lovely recipe by Preppy Kitchen. Love his recipes/stuff and HIGHLY recommend this one. I've used it for a while now and it's my favorite. - Here is the recipe: https://preppykitchen.com/passionfruit-cream-puffs/ - After that, I added powder sugar on top, added two chocolate chips for the eyes, then a strawberry slice for the tummy. ^ These are going to be MUCH more savory if you do not fill them. So if you like that, then these are for you. That being said, I would highly recommend a strawberry/fruit sauce to go with it! Scorching Girl Pretzel Sticks ^ This one I feel is pretty self explanatory - Grabbed some pretzel rods, broke them in half, made a chocolate coating by heating up chocolate chips, dipped them in, then let chill. ^ Make sure to let the first layer of chocolate chill before you put the red on. And for those I used chocolate wafers.

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And that concludes part 1 to the Lobotomy Corporation Sweet and Savory Abnormalities Recipe Guide!

[horrorisunknowntoyou]

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Mexican! Fem-Reader [P.2]

A/n: I'll be making this into a series. For my fellow Mexican and Hispanic folk.

Reader is Mexican-american first gen.

TW// Racism, Trauma.

Please comment down below other things I should add or reference in future post.

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Family stuff

Ghost doesn't eat sweets often but he'll absolutely eat pan dulce. They make alot of mess and sometimes it leaves crumbs on him and you have to gently brush it off or wipe off his face with your thumb.

The house always smells of spices or sweets. Sometimes candles and it clings on him and Soap would be confused by it when he walks by them. He doesn't notice it because he's confused by it.

When Simon eventually met with your family ( he still kept his face hidden), it turned out surprisingly well. Mom was overbearing but well intended and dad kept his distance lol. Your cousins and siblings thought he was really cool. Tias were kinda unsure, and tios were joking about it.

He slowly getting used to it, and he's allowed to tap out any time. But he had fun meeting your family. Also, mom thought he was too skinny and packed extra food on the way out. Lol

During important events, sometimes it's at your relatives or sometimes it at your guys house with the rest of task force, it's changes. But you guys prefer being with the task force more.

Like the first time you celebrated your birthday at relatives, your older siblings pushed your head into the cake. Ghost was absolutely shocked at first, immediately asking if your okay. You explained it's tradition thing , and he's more then welcome to do it to on soap. That calmed him down.

Ghost absolutely loves pinatas, you had to buy a separate one just for him to swing at. Cause he's giving the little cousins no mercy. And when you have the rest of the task force, it's an absolute shit show. But hey, it's entertaining.

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Hurt/comfort - TW AHEAD

As expected between you two, you guys may or may not face racism. Since your in a interracial relationship. (Depending where you live it varies, both US and UK. But UK is worse)

You may be experienced it (or not) but if it wore to happen best believe Ghost is protecting you. It hurts him if your used to it. But the fact their willing to say to with Ghost around, ( he's like 6'2 or 6'4 skull masked military dude ) their either stupid or wishing to get their ass kicked.

Depending how you handle it, he'll just stand Infront of them and stare at them. But if they were to cross a line or make you cry, he's immediately fighting them due to his anger issues.

After the incident, he's gonna be protective of you and make sure your okay.

By now, you know Ghost has anger issues and trauma. Sometimes they can be hard to deal with, that being he's too blunt and your too avoident/quiet. Due to different traumas you two have to just sit at separate places and think it out. And one of you have to approach the other.

Sometimes you apologize by giving him food or fruit. And quietly sitting next to him, and apologizing. Avoiding eye contact between you two.

If it's him, he walks over to you and depending how bad it is, his voice cracks and gives you a apology and gently place a hand on yours or your shoulder. He can tell you accepted when you lean to his touch.

Between the both of you, you both avoid each other if it's panic attacks, trauma etc hiding your faces with you cry.

For Ghost depending how bad it is, he likes to be left alone and little comfort. But sometimes he needs to sob into your shoulder while rubbing his back , murmuring sweet things. And if he ever cries in public or on missions, you immediately hide his face for him knowing he hates showing it. But most of time, you just ask him.

For you, you need more comfort then him, his presence is enough to comfort you. Of course you have moments where you need isolation, but he makes sure your okay after them. You have the tendency to not breathe while crying and it scares him.

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Cultural confusion

Since your first gen, you may or may not know everything. Or do what's considered normal due to your parents.

For example, doctors and dentist. Besides what's required and missions. You do not go. And Ghost HATES IT.

The amount of times you just brush it , took an ibuprofen and call it a day with a bandaid frustrates him. You call him a hypocrite but he doesn't listens. He INSISTED you go.

"y/n, for the love of GOD, go to the bloody ER. WE HAVE INSURANCE." you stood there, " NO, it takes too much time, I just need bandaids and some pain killers. I'll be fine. Plus you do this why do I have to?" Ghost stood there facepalming, " because I can handle it."

"Still no."

"y/n"

"No."

"Y/N!"

Due to both of you not experiencing a lot of cool stuff during childhood. You both like exploring around, fairs, amusement parks etc. Sometimes bringing the task force along like one family trip. Gaz is the little cousin, Soap is the annoying brother, price is the father of the group. And you and ghost and the "teens dating" lol.

You got to experience alot of cool things, your favorite moments was you momentarily passed out during a rollercoaster and Ghost was TERRIFIED.

Sometimes you try out things from the guys cultures for funs. You tried tea , beans on toast, marmite etc. You were... definitely not used to it. And Soap would teach you some words and you'll try your absolute best to mimic it but it just confused you.

A/n: that's all for now, I'm slowly getting back into writing after being sick and taking a break.

[deusexmachinawitch]

3DOLC + ROE + 12 hr Movement Challenge (Birthday Edition!) - Results!!

Yesterday I finished my challenge because it was actually my birthday. So here are the results!

❥ Purple things of my favorite purple characters! (Kuromi, Gengar...)

I haven't receive anything yet, the problem of my birthday being on a Tuesday is that most of my friends couldn't hang out. Still, my Mom told me she was getting me a Kuromi silk pajama and I'm getting several Gengar things soon apparently. My best friend is really bad at hiding secrets.

❥ A Kinder Bueno birthday cake! and pizza, especially fancy true Italian one, heck I want a feast for my birthday!

I didn't get a Kinder Bueno birthday cake, but I got a HUGE black forest birthday cake decorated with the acrylic stand of one of my favorite Vtubers. Didn't get pizza yesterday but I did get fancy sushi. Still, I'm getting FOUR other birthday celebrations besides the one yesterday and one of them include pizza. I did get a feast though, I will explain down below.

❥ Any gift from any of my favorite fandoms (which is difficult)

Same as above, because most of my friends couldn't hang out, I won't receive most of my birthday gifts til the weekend or even further since apparently some of my gifts are imported.

❥ New Joy-cons

I will have them next week but one of my friends actually did gift me Gengar joycons, but I won't receive them until I see them. They told me that they got them for me just in case I was getting them.

❥ Spending my birthday with my favorite friends

This was the most unexpected parts. One, like I mentioned above, my friends organized several birthday celebrations for me according to their schedules. Two, actually I had a surprise birthday party at one of the branches of my job where they closed up a whole arcade just to celebrate my birthday. There was a huge black forest gateau cake, lots of food and people could play games while also chat. It was a really nice birthday but it was really unexpected and I admit I was really tired to enjoy it as the party progressed lol.

❥ Free beauty treatments

Got a haircut and a beauty treatment for free. I also got a masterclass for skincare with rice and wow, my skin is glowing!

❥ SP (lol, come on baby, be my gift)

This has to be the one of the things that didn't happen for some reason, didn't even get a greeting. It is a bit discouraging and I admit I got a bit upset for a moment, but it's fine. At least this makes me not focus on him but at the same time, it opened a huge can of worms among the people that know him and I have to clear the air a little. Not giving up, a bit heartbroken tho. I guess I can use this as the thing I choose for @starbursts777's challenge tho!

Still, like I mentioned before, I manifested my brother apologizing to me after 3 years of "no contact" on my part. Which this should show me that I am powerful.

❥ Improvement on my desired appearance (Birthday glow up!)

My reverse aging and weight loss is doing well! Plus, my skin is so snow white, I barely have any blemishes and my dark circles are fading! In fact, my eyes look so big and amazing, I look like a doll!

❥ Money, why not?

Just got a little money, but hey, didn't specify an amount!

❥ A trip somewhere???

Most shocking result as well but I got invited to go to Paris with all costs covered. I just don't know IF I CAN ACCEPT YET because it's in a fixed date so I have to discuss this with work for days off.

BUT HEY! I got the trip!

I got everything I wanted except the SP part, I think that I will give it a try and use this as the topic for the "7 Days Miracle Maker Challenge" that my friend @starbursts777 is hosting.

I'll rest a little from yesterday's party and then do my post for the challenge plus write down everything.

Thank you so much for looking forward to the results!

[sailorsplatoon]

Chapter 5 of a Dedf1sh fanfic I wrote

I meant to post this yesterday, but its fineeeee. This one might be simultaneously my favorite and least favorite chapter.

Also, a little announcement! I have an ao3 account now, so if you would rather, you can read this fic on there. Here's the link! I will likely post all the chapters on here, along with on there. I may or may not also make edits on the version on ao3. (The storyline itself will not be different, so don't worry! Also, this has a title now! It's This Forgotten Melody!)

Also, remember how I said this fic was super short? Yeah, this is the second-to-last chapter. I apologize if you were hoping for a longer story, but I hope that you can still enjoy it!

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Chapter 5 below!

(TW: memory loss, vomiting, mention of blood, mention of medical procedures, swearing, also I'm not sure if sanitization counts as major character death but I thought I'd put it here just in case)

Pop! Ahato shot as many balloons as they could. They’d been struggling to beat this test for a long time, but they were certain they could finish it today. They’d been taking a short break— maybe a little over a week?— and they were ready to try again. They leapt over the washers as they approached. Jump, splat, dodge, swim, almost there. The last few crates were coming up, they’d never made it this far before. And… BAM! Ahato finally completed the test! They super jumped back to the station platform to receive their mem cake. 

Ahato’s hearts sank into their stomach. No. Not this memory. Anything but this memory. They ran back to the train, hiding the small spongey figure in their hand so they didn’t have to see it. They couldn’t do this. They didn’t want to have this memory anymore, it hurt too much. Ahato took a seat on the train, refusing to make eye contact with Iso Padre.

“Ahato, is something wrong?” He asked, worried for their wellbeing. They didn’t answer. They could barely hear him with how loud their thoughts were. 

The train pulled into the central station and they stood up, dropping the mem cake on the floor behind them. It showed a young octoling wearing a beanie with a similar symbol as Ahato’s hat.

1 watch the tears roll down your face.

1 w1sh 1 could do th1s with grace.

You learned that 1 must leave th1s place.

Their little brother. They’d vaguely mentioned him, but it seemed like they missed him desperately. It was only then that Iso Padre realized why they were at the central station. He shouted, “Ahato wait!” But the doors closed before he could reach them.

Ahato’s boots clunked along the station platform. They had left their duffel bag on the train, full of all their stuff. Shit. It was fine. No going back now anyway.

“Get rid of these memories, please. I want to just focus on my music and nothing else. It’s been eight days, right?” Ahato faced the telephone, their legs tumbling. Were they really making the right choice?

“Awesome sauce. The doctors will lead you to the right room.” The phone’s manner of speaking sounded unnatural for its monotone, electric voice. Two green octolings seemed to appear out of nowhere to escort Ahato to wherever they were supposed to go. These octolings were dressed differently than the ones they’d met in the tests. Rather than the military uniforms Ahato was used to, they wore white masks and lab coats. 

They walked in eerie silence. Ahato’s body trembled, but they couldn’t tell if it was from excitement or fear. They were ready to not have the emotions and trauma holding them back, but at the same time they couldn’t help but think of Iso Padre’s warning. No, they were going to do this. They had to stop being such a coward. They were always such a coward. They were too scared to fight, too scared to leave the army before Marina did, too scared to try to find their family, too scared to do anything. They didn’t want to be afraid anymore. Ahato had been so lost in their thoughts that they hadn’t even noticed they’d arrived at a train. This one had just one car and looked nothing like what Ahato had ridden on before. It was a grey monochrome and devoid of the graffiti that they’d become so accustomed to seeing on the trains here. Ahato had expected to walk in and be greeted by another sea cucumber conductor, but the only other beings in the car were the octoling escorts. The train slowly began to move, despite the fact that Ahato hadn’t seen anyone operating it. 

Just a few minutes later, there was a loud screech as the train came to a halt. The doors slid open to reveal a another large set of doors just a few feet away from the train. Surrounding them were concrete walls, the only light being the lamp posts carefully placed in the  corners of the concrete prison. A scanner near the door beeped as one of the octolings placed an ID badge near it and the lock clicked open. They held the door for Ahato as they slowly trudged through. All three of their hearts were beating so loudly they could cause an avalanche. They walked through yet another set of doors. It felt as though the passageways themselves were telling Ahato to turn back. They entered what looked like an operating room for an autopsy. There was no cot, just a large metal table that one of the octolings gestured for them to lay down on. It was cold and uncomfortable, even the barracks in the army were better. 

“Hey is there any chance that I could get a more comfortable-”

“Don’t flip your wig already, [SLANG NOT FOUND]! You won’t even know the table’s there once we start this process to the max!” The phone’s horrible use of slang interrupted Ahato’s request. They thought it was still at the station, but lo and behold it was sitting at the other end of the room. Maybe it was similar to how there were multiple C.Q. Cumbers? “Now just chillax while the docs prep for your sanitization.”  

There was a sudden sharp pain in Ahato’s arm as an octoling jabbed them with an IV tube leading to a bag full of some strange liquid. It was a vibrant blueish-green. Ahato had never seen anything like it before. It was so beautiful. They felt dizzy the instant it entered their arm. The cold table met their back before they’d even noticed they fell over. The burning was intense, as if their skin was going to melt off, but miraculously, it didn’t hurt. They knew they were in pain, but it wasn’t painful. They welcomed it. In return for their cooperation, they were rewarded with instant relief. Ahato had no clue what the liquid was, but it was extremely relaxing. They felt the tension in their muscles release and their hearts begin to slow. The shadow of the telephone blocked out the florescent lights as they let sleep fall over them.

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A blur sat over the world like a thick fog. Ahato kneeled on a floating platform in a vaporware abyss, vomiting. But rather than the contents of their stomach being old food and gastric acid, it is a continuous flow of small spongey mem cakes. Each one that poured out of Ahato’s body pulled a new pain out with it. Some they recognized, and some entirely new. As they spewed from their body, they dissipated in some different, more violent form than the next.

A pair of scissors.

A routine ha1rut, no b1g deal.

Snip my tentacles w1th your steel.

Create a new Ach1lles’ heel.

Ripped in half.

The ghost of an octoling.

For my f1ngers, your blood a sheet.

1 stress to keep your heart a-beat.

But soon 1 must adm1t defeat.

Falling down down down through the floor.

An inkling with long green tentacles dressed in a bright traffic vest.

A squ1d, 1nkl1ng, my enemy.

1s 1t fun to hurt so many?

For th1s you w1ll face penalty.

Cackling as they superjump away from piles of corpses.

A young octoling wearing a beanie with a symbol on it that Ahato knew they recognized, but couldn’t quite figure out from where.

1 watch the tears roll down your face.

1 w1sh 1 could do th1s with grace.

You learned that 1 must…

Leave.

1 must…

They crushed this one with their own fist.

1 must let myself forget.

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“Don’t give them too much, we want a DJ not a dead fish,” the mechanic voice slowly pulled them back to consciousness. It wasn’t speaking how it used to. It used some new dialect that they didn’t recognize, but could still somehow understand. 

They couldn’t move. They couldn’t speak. Even coherent thought was difficult. 

“Twelve,” they managed to force some noise out of their mouth. Why twelve? They didn’t have time to fully consider why that was the word they chose because the thought had already been pushed away to make room for the blissful emptiness once again.

“They’re awake,” the monotone voice continued and their eyes slowly began to focus on the telephone. “How do you feel?”

“Four,” was the only thing they were able to make themself say.

“Get to your turntables, and get to work,” the phone instructed. They slid off the metal table, their boots clunked along the concrete as they made their way to the train.

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They pulled the headphones over their ears and began to toil at the turntables. They worked fast. No distractions, no mistakes, no emotion. It was perfect.

#0 shell - for what they were before

#1 progress - for what they made

#2 ripped - for why they did it

# 3 [ERROR] - f̴̦̼̉̾̃̔ȍ̸͕̞̰r̷̨̠͉̆̃͜ ̸̤̝̻͂̏͘ẉ̶̳̽͗̋ḩ̷̹̀ả̴͍ţ̷̃̂͝ ̴̛̻͔͊͒̊t̸͓̘́̕͠h̴͔̰̹̞̋͑̌̈́è̴͉̣͎̲͂̅͒y̴̺̫͂̈́͌͝ ̵̨̝̳͒ḷ̸̺̣͊͊͘o̶͕͂s̷̼̀̊̉t̸͔̞̃̇̍̐

#4 dunno - for how they felt

#5 thirsty - for its lust for more

#6 frisk - for what they missed

#7 [DATA LOST] - f̴̣̎̽ȍ̷̙͓̰̔r̴̮͈̯̼̃̈́̀͠ ̵̜͖̽̄̕w̷̻̖̿̂́h̵̼̰̽õ̵͉̩ ̴̫̅̇̽ţ̶͈̇̒ḩ̵̅e̷̞̿̔͜ý̴̭ ̴̰͓̲̈́̋l̶̺̽̾ë̸͙̼́̒̒f̸̱̽͒t̷̞͈̑ͅ

#8 regret - for their rare thoughts

#9 party - for the chaos of their dreams

#10 [ACCESS DENIED] - f̴̫̥̬͆ó̸̜̏̽r̸̙̣̦̔̃ ̵̧̛̳̟͕̊w̸̨̠̩̮̍h̷̥̝̄͜a̶̮̼̦͛̕ṭ̵̬̻̐͑ ̷̰̎c̵̢̜̼͝ơ̵̙̅̉̔ͅū̷̠̀̕͠l̵̡͍͎͌d̶̦̩̃̈́͂̏ ̷̗͓͐̾h̵̗̹̟͆͂̈́͠a̴̡̝͔̽̏v̸̦̼̈́e̷̺̼̊̐͂̾ ̷͖̈́̄̚b̶̗̒́̐͠ẹ̵̗̈́́͌͘e̸̺̋̽̇n̴̥̞̄̋̓

#11 above - for where they wish they stayed

#12 awake - for what they are

# 13 shade - for their death

#14 crush - for their life

#15 [SLANG NOT FOUND] - f̵̰̒̄̀̔ö̸̯͇́r̴̪̠͝͠ ̴̡͙̠̞͗t̴̠̭̯̋ẖ̸̈́̐̽ͅe̶͔̟̞̲̔̈i̸͙͉͔̋̓̓r̷̦͍̪̄ ̴̟͔̾m̴̧̭̻̈͌́́͜i̸͉̰̲͓̊s̴͈͘͝ṯ̵̢̩͈̌a̵̡̫͆̿̉͝ǩ̶̡̖͕͂͝e̸̫̔͆ś̴̖̙̬͛̃

#16 salty - for their fights

#17 [INSUFFICIENT ID] - f̴̠͗̑̇̑o̵̙͑͛͒r̶͇͋̈́̐̑ ̵̻͌t̶̡͍̟͙͝h̶̘̺̖͒̓͗̀ỉ̷͕́̆̄ȅ̵̻̑r̸̫̓̏͐ ̷͉̑ṕ̸̖̒̕ŕ̸̳͍̳̦͗͊ĕ̸̛̮̩̯͠ͅd̵͕̱̻̐e̵̮͔̰͋͂̉̈́c̴̭̯͈̃̈́͘e̴̝͇̠͍̾̌s̶̨̨̜̊̕͠s̵̮̭̉̊͝o̷͇̐r̷͔̜͎̙̆s̵̨̢͆͆̌̔

#18 [FILE DELETED] - f̵̟͕̙͗̀̾̃o̷͕͖̊r̷͍͔̾͝ ̴͕̽̉ẃ̸̹̳͝h̵̤̭͈͚̒͑͆a̵͛͜͝t̵̨̼͈͊̅͝ ̵͉͇͙̌͒̍͐ͅt̶̡̬͍̞̏͌̌̀ḣ̶̛̰̼̞͉e̷͓͍̐y̸̥̎̏ ̷͖̀ĝ̴̱̫̊a̴̧̓̑͝î̷͈̱͜ń̷̢̝̬̃̄̚ȅ̵̗̻̞̠͐̋d̸̺̰̹̼̅

#19 bless - for how they should be

Splattack! (Octo) - for who they are

It was finished. Their album. Their magnum opus. Created by-

Created by… They’d forgotten their name. What had happened that caused them to forget their name? They weren’t particularly broken up about it. They needed a DJ alias anyway. DJ Dedf1sh. It seemed right. They wouldn’t have any luck thinking of something else anyway, they could feel the thought already being washed away. It suited their music. Simple and perfect and empty. DJ Dedf1sh.

[shimmerloid-ai]

Introduction - Vocal Synth Terminology - Part 2

This is a continuation of my previous post. I highly recommend checking that one out first before reading this post.

Append: This term was originally used to describe an additional voice library, originating with Hatsune Miku Append (shown below) and Kagamine Rin and Len Append. Appends provide vocal synths with different tones, such as Miku’s Soft append giving her a more gentle, breathy voice, and her Dark append, which provides her with a more mature, motherly tone. Now, the word “append” can be used for any vocal synth of a character that differs from their usual voice, such as Gumi’s “Adult” voicebank, though the correct word to address these voicebanks is just… voicebank. Proper appends are commonly seen among UTAU voicebanks, like Kasane Teto’s Weak Append, and Yamine Renri’s EDGE Append!

Fanloid: Also known as "derivatives", these are fanmade vocal synth characters. Fanloids do not have their own voicebanks, instead, their voices are made by editing the parameters of a pre-existing vocal synth. For example, Akita Neru (shown below) is a high-pitched Miku or a low-pitched Rin, Yowane Haku is a low-pitched Miku, Hatsune Mikuo is literally a gender-bend of Miku with the voicebank’s gender factor increased, and Honne Dell made with Kagamine Len with his gender and brightness factors lowered. 

Realistic Voice Cloning: Also known as RVC, this phenomenon is loathed by every vocal synth user. If you have been on the internet since 2023ish, you have probably seen things like “Mr. Beast AI sings IDOL by YOASOBI” (shown below), or “Dio Brando sings Colleen Ballinger’s Apology”. These AI modules basically involve taking voice samples of a celebrity, fictional character, or literally ANYTHING, and creating a voice module that can sing any audio track provided to it. It should not be a big surprise that AI has made its way to the music industry as well, but as cool as they sound, most RVC modules are illegal and essentially harmful to the vocal synth community, and the music industry in general. People make these modules without the knowledge of the “voice providers” and gain a ton of views for doing LITERALLY NOTHING aside from mixing the vocal track with the instrumental, and often make money off of someone else’s voice. They could also make the module say something obscure, offensive, or lewd, and put the blame on the voice provider. I do not think we need to go into details about what is wrong with these consequences, but long story short, they fucking suck. The icing on the cake is that people would make AI modules of VOCAL SYNTHS as well, which is why most people think Miku is like Squidward AI or whatever. Not only does it harm the voice providers who put their time and effort into creating amazing voicebanks, but it also gives the public a nasty impression of the producer and cover artist community.

Jinriki UTAUs: Similar to the RVC phenomena, these are UTAU voicebanks that are made without the knowledge of the voice providers. Again, Jinrikis can be anything, from Mario to Baldi from Baldi’s Basics in Education and Learning, to a YouTuber or a LoveLive! character. Yeah… they can be quite cursed. Like RVC, these voicebanks can be considered illegal, however, it's not much of a problem if you keep these voicebanks to yourself, don’t run around advertising them, distribute them, or use them for commercial use. Jinriki voicebanks should not be confused with porting voicebanks (second video below) from other software, like putting MEIKO into Open UTAU. This is completely okay, so as long as you do not distribute them and port the voicebank yourself.

AI Voicebanks: These are actual paid voicebanks that use AI technology to enhance the quality of the vocals to make the tuning sound realistic and to make the overall tuning process much easier for producers. The AI technology would analyze the pitch deviation and other factors of a file and smooth out and clean up anything that sounds too flat or janky. In fact, even when a file is untuned are flat, AI voicebanks will try to create a smooth transition and can provide users with a nice start. As useful as they sound, sometimes these voicebanks can be unpredictable and not provide you with the desired output, but with a bit of practice you can create beautiful melodies with them. The popularity of AI voicebanks started with CeVIO and SynthesizerV, but now we have AI voicebanks in VOCALOID as well! However, the V6 voicebanks are… not exactly the best, but I will get into them in another post. The most popular AI voicebanks as of now are Chris-A (CeVIO + VOISONA), Eleanor Forte (SynthesizerV), KAFU (CeVIO + SynthesizerV), ONE (Synthesizer V), Megpoid Gumi AI (VOCALOID + SynthesizerV Studio), and recently, Kasane teto AI (SynthesizerV; shown below)!

Diffusion Singing Voice Conversion Model: Commonly known as Diff-SVC, this a program used to make AI voicebanks that works similarly to UTAU; you make a voicebank with your own singing, and use AI to make it into a voicebank that sounds human. These voicebanks are slowly “trained” to sound more realistic, and can produce beautiful vocals! These should not be mixed up with RVC modules as these voicebanks are either made by the voice providers or with their consent, and they have to be tuned like in any other synthesizer software.

Talkloid: These are commonly seen in memeish side of the vocal synth community. Basically, instead of making voicebanks sing, you tune them to make them talk. Talkoids are typically shitposts of vocal synths in bizarre scenarios (with a ton of swearing and Generation Z/Alpha jokes… some talkloids are really unhinged and/or cursed), but there are a few hidden gems such as cute conversations or stories tying to a producer’s lore about their favourite vocal synths.

PV: This acronym stands for Promotional Video. PVs accompany vocal synth songs and covers to enhance the listening experience . PVs can range from still artwork with lyrics underneath, to animatics and full-on animations.

Project Diva: A rhythm game series starring the Cryptonloids alongside Kasane Teto, Yowane Haku, and Akita Neru created by SEGA. Not only are they are known for their nightmarish beatmaps (looking at you, The Intense Singing of Hatsune Miku), but their stunning 3D PVs as well. Producers would often record PVs of the vocal synth of their choice in whatever costume they desire, and if the singer is a character who is not in the game, there are tons of mods on GameBanana (example with Otomachi Una shown below; the Teto AI Ghost Rule cover I posted above is another instance of this)!

Project Sekai! Colorful Stage!: Hell. Absolute hell. Just kidding, I have a strong feeling that you already know what this is, but in case you do not, Project Sekai! is a mobile rhythm game created by Sega and Piapro starring the Cryptonloids and five music groups of original characters, all with their own stories and songs. Like any other mobile rhythm game, you can pull for characters you want with gacha currency and participate in events that may or may not relate to the main story for prizes. A lot of new VOCALOID fans come from the Project Sekai! fandom, and although much of the fandom is a mess of entitled, bratty teenagers on Twitter, some people genuinely want a better understanding of how vocal synths work, softwares aside from VOCALOID, and songs aside from those in the game. This is one of the reasons why I made this blog, to properly explain how vocal synths work, and I hope this will give you a better understanding of this precious community. Also… I may add my EN ID to my about page. Maybe.

MikuMikuDance: Commonly known as “MMD”, this is a community-driven animation software. In MMD, you can create your own motions, cameras, stages, accessories and models, to create stunning PVs. You can also use other software like Blender to enhance your animations As the name implies, MMD was initially designed for VOCALOID and UTAU fans to create music videos of their favourite characters, but now it has evolved beyond great lengths. You are sure to find models and stages from your favourite video game or TV/anime series, and there are tons of motions and cameras out there. If you were in the vocal synth fandom in the late 2000s’, you may remember the MMD CUP series. These animations are an example of common memes people will make with this software, alongside PVs for Talkloids or a short motion of your favourite character doing whatever dance is currently popular on TikTok.

Digital Audio Workstation: Know by the shorthand “DAW”, these are softwares used for making music! DAWs are extremely versatile, allowing you to create a huge variety of projects in them. You can mix an exported wav. file of a tuned VSQx with an off-vocal track, edit audio in general, or use the virtual instruments to create your own arrangements and arrangements! In the vocal synth community, people do all of these things! The most popular DAWs include FL Studio (shown below), Studio One, Logic Pro, Cubase, Ableton Live, Reaper, Cakewalk, and Waveform! Unsurprisingly, DAWs are quite expensive, usually costing more than the actual vocal synthesizer as well. Not to mention, plug-ins can add additional expenses. When picking a DAW, it’s honestly better to pick quality over cost, all while seeing what fits your budget and needs. Oh, I’m going to regret exposing myself here, but in case anyone asks, I have no idea how to mix and probably will not make a tutorial on it. I have never used a proper DAW aside from Audacity and Soundtrap by Spotify, and those mixes turned out HORRENDOUS. Not to mention, I’m practically broke so I can’t invest in a good DAW. I’m trying to figure out how to use FL Studio 20 (the free, limited version of this software), but my smooth brain can not wrap my head around the process, even with two helpful tutorials I found. Plus, I do not have the time to learn. However, I may share some resources in the future relating to using a DAW from people with a brain cell, so keep your eye out for those. But I promise, the day I get decent experience in mixing is when I will make a guide on it.

That is all of the definitions I can think of for now! I know I did not go over all of the parameters like "growl" and "cross synthesis", and that is because I will explain how all of the parameters work in a planned post. I also took some notes from Minnemi's video on basic VOCALOID terminology and the Vocaloid wiki. If I am able to think of any other important jargon later on, I will update this post. Thank you for reading this! I hope your knowledge on vocal synths has expanded, and I apologize for the huge post!

[fruitypie-daydreams]

Hiya! You can call me Pixel or Nick! He/they.

Aroace irl, ficto/pan 🏳️‍🌈

This is a blog dedicated to both selfship and maladaptive daydreaming stuff since it both goes hand in hand for me.

This is for stuff that fits all of my AUs, or for fandoms I don't currently have a separate sideblog for. Other blogs will be linked in my list below 💖

I may occasionally reblog fanfics with smut, so just filter out the tag #minors dni if you don't wanna see that stuff! The #bestie tag 🎃 tag is for stuff from my irl best friend (@satellite-of-self-love)'s various selfship blogs + stuff that reminds me of her and her F/Os. All other tags should be listed below 💖 (None of my self inserts are girls even if they use she/her pronouns amongst others)

Main blog -> @fruitypieq

I don't really mind sharing F/Os, but if we share romantic ones maybe just don't tell me about it.

Apologies for how long this is about to be lol

❗❗ Important - Some of this gets a little complicated because a lot of these are various AUs that I've made up, so relationships in each AU are different. Like Chrysalis and Luna for example, they're my romantic F/Os in different universes, but never in the same universe. I'm not sure how to explain it, its complicated lmao. I'll do my best to list it accordingly though

Basically its like how you can date everyone in a dating sim but on different routes lol. So just because two or more are listed as romantic it doesn't mean thats happening at the same time, just in different universes. I have no idea if I'm explaining this well

Code

Red - Romantic F/O

Orange - Familial F/O

Purple - Child F/O

Pink - Platonic F/O

Blue - Pet F/O

Green - Other/Undefined

A ⭐ by their name means they aren't from a canon source, and a 🌠 by their name means they aren't from a canon source and also do not belong to me. Familial and platonic are a bit intertwined <3

Tags For All Universes: #my kids 💖, #potential f/o tag 🖤, #my tag 🍉

Other: #bestie tag 🎃, #my stuff, #reblog game, #reblog game: others, #reblog game: op

(For universes that have blogs, most of my stuff is being posted/reblogged to those rather than here lol)

💖 My Little Pony/Equestria Girls 💖

Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, The Apple Family, Bow Hothoof, Windy Whistles, The Ktamryn ⭐, Reflections!King Sombra, Prince Blueblood, Princess Cadance, Night Light, Twilight Velvet, Shining Armor, Twilight Sparkle, Spike, Emziko 🌠, Flurry Heart, Star Tracker, Raven, Kibitz, Royal Guards, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity, Big Mac, Starlight Glimmer, Rolling Pebble ⭐, My Chemical Spiral ⭐, T-Bone ⭐, Flim, Flam, Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, Trixie Lulamoon, Discord, Granny Smith, Gamer Gears ⭐, Fancy Pants, Starswirl the Bearded, Mage Meadowbrook, Flash Magnus, Somnambula, Mistmane, Rockhoof, Stygian, Sunset Shimmer, Human!Celestia, Human!Luna, Petal Pop ⭐, Sunburst, Squiggles ⭐, Heartbreak ⭐, Moondancer, Spray Paint ⭐, Tempest Shadow, Jack ⭐, Coco Pommel, Thorax, Pharynx, Changeling Hive, Ember, Starry Night ⭐, Red Delicious ⭐, Sugar Belle, Cheese Sandwich, Mr. Cake, Mrs. Cake, Pumpkin Cake, Pound Cake, Queen Chrysalis, Lucid Dream ⭐, Pink Vanilla Cake/Vanny ⭐, Pony!Wallflower Blush, Limestone Pie, Marble Pie, Maud Pie, Lil Cheese, Big Sugar, Pine Song ⭐, Buttercup (Cat) ⭐, Everest (Butterfly) ⭐, Sammy (Frog) ⭐, Tiberius (Opossum), Philomena (Phoenix), Ocellus, Princess Amore, Human!Cadance, Human!Night Peak ⭐, Zephyr Breeze, Snowball (Cat) ⭐, Lovebug ⭐, Esmeralda ⭐, White Castle ⭐, Aura Quartz 🌠, Morning Roast, Inkwell, Mildred ⭐, Shadow Candy ⭐, Delilah Dusk ⭐, Shadow (Cat) ⭐

Blogs and Tags: @ktamryn-princess || @crystal-heart-princesses || @evilbtches || @yancelie || @vampireofthesun || @ponycuddless || Universe: #pony tag 🦄 || Me: #my tag - night peak/mlp 🌒 || Characters: #bug kids 🪲

💖 My Little Pony Adjacent:

Pine Fire ⭐, Silver Sun ⭐, Hazel Spray ⭐, Kimberlite Pie ⭐, Dark Desire ⭐, Rockaroon ⭐

Blogs and Tags: @pepperpeak || Universe: #fusion tag 🍰 || Me: #my tag - pepper/fusion 🧁

💖 Supernatural 💖

Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel, Crowley, Gabriel, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum, Gadreel, Balthazar, Sean White ⭐, Mick Davies, Garth Fitzgerald IV, Eileen Leahy, Bobby Singer, Likki (Hellhound) ⭐, Jeffrey (Haunted Cat) ⭐, Metatron, Death, Bela Talbot, Mrs. Butters

Blogs and Tags: @motha-freakin-lucifer || Universe: #spn tag 👻 || Me: #my tag - nikki/spn 🔪

💖 Mystic Messenger 💖

Flower (Cat) ⭐, Jumin Han, Christina Han ⭐, Geon Han ⭐, Elizabeth 3rd (Cat), Jaehee Kang, Jia Kang-Pines ⭐, Saeyoung Choi, Jiyeon Choi ⭐, Tay Choi ⭐, May Choi ⭐, Rocky (Cat) ⭐, Yoosung Kim, Don Kim ⭐, Buddy (Dog) ⭐, Saeran Choi, Yuri Choi ⭐, Lilly Choi ⭐, Rika Kim, Jenny Pines ⭐, Jihyun Kim, Natsuki Kim ⭐, Lucy Kim, Parrot (Parrot) ⭐, Zen, Soonja Ryu ⭐, Mimi Ryu ⭐, Vanderwood, Amelika Pines ⭐, Various unlisted (Characters' canon family members)

Blogs and Tags: @rfa-member-pixel || Universe: #mysme tag 📱 || Me: #my tag - nicholas/mysme 🍕 || Characters: #mysme kids 🧃

💖 A Magneto 💖

Bonita, Ellie Choi, Pam Choi, Chris Choi, Alvin Derry, Raphael, Mozzarella Jay, Pearl, Saeran Choi, Jaehee Choi, Taemin Choi, Amanda Erialc, Pan Man, Vanderwood, Saeyoung Choi, Loveti Choi, Flower (Cat), Snyder (Pig)

Blogs and Tags: @a-magneto || Universe: #magneto tag 🔥 || Me: #my tag - nick/magneto 🌎 || Characters: #magneto kids 💙

💖 Arcane 💖

Silco, Jinx, Vander, Vi, Sevika, Viktor, Heimerdinger

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #arcane tag 💥 || Me: #my tag - pixel/arcane 🔗 || Characters: #silco tag 🦈, #jinx tag 🔫, #vi & vander ❗

💖 The Walking Dead 💖

The Governor, Jesus, Negan Smith, Various unlisted (edit later)

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #apocalypse tag 🛒 || Me: #my tag - nick/twd 🧟‍♀️ || Characters: #governor tag 🧟‍♂️, #jesus tag 🏳️‍🌈

💖 Littlest Pet Shop 💖

Roger Baxter, Blythe Baxter, Anna Twombly, Fisher Biskit, Whittany Biskit, Brittany Biskit, Cadance (Bird) ⭐, Celie (Cat) ⭐, Lulu (Cat) ⭐

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #lps tag 🦨 || Characters: #cady and kat 🐦

💖 Nimona 💖

Nimona, Ballister Boldheart

Blogs and Tags: #nimona 🦏

💖 Miraculous: Tales of Shadybug and Claw Noir 💖

Gabriel Agreste/Betterfly, Adrien Agreste/Paw Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug, Alya Césaire, Nino Lahiffe, Sluush ⭐

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #stoat tag ⛄ || Me: #my tag - frost/miraculous ❄ || Characters: #betterfly better life 🦋

💖 Pokémon 💖

Castiel (Vaporeon) ⭐, Sunny (Poochyena) ⭐, Crowley (Ivysaur) ⭐, Cody (Stunky) ⭐, Flower the 2nd (Trumbeak) ⭐, Cadance (Sylveon) ⭐, Shadow (Zorua) ⭐, Night Peak (Eevee) ⭐, Various unlisted Pokémon (too many to list) ⭐

Blogs and Tags: @pixels-pokemon || Universe: #pokétag 🔴

💖 How to Train Your Dragon 💖

Jack (Dragon) ⭐

Blogs and Tags: Characters: #jack tag 🐉

💖 Finch 💖

Cadance (Bird), Jinx (Bird), Ktamryn (Bird)

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #finch tag 🕊 || Characters: #cady and kat 🐦

💖 Fandomless/Other 💖

Rat (Cat) ⭐, Fabian Xavier Pines ⭐

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #the others 🧇 || Characters: #rat attack 🐀, #fabian tag 👁

💖 Spider-Man 💖

Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Blogs and Tags: #spider tag 🕷

💖 Bob's Burgers 💖

Teddy, Bob Belcher, Linda Belcher, Tina Belcher, Louise Belcher, Gene Belcher, Calvin Fischoeder, Felix Fischoeder, Nat Kinkle, Mickey

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #burger tag 🍔

💖 Five Nights at Freddy's (Movie) 💖

William Afton/Springtrap

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #fnaf 🍕 || Characters: #golden bun 🐰

💖 Serial Mom 💖

Beverly Sutphin

Blogs and Tags: Characters: #beverly tag 🧦

💖 NCIS 💖

Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Abby Sciuto, Anthony DiNozzo, Tim McGee, Ziva David, Donald Mallard, Leon Vance, Jimmy Palmer, Eleanor Bishop, Tobias Fornell, Anthony DiNozzo Sr., Butterball (Cat) ⭐

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #ncis tag 🫀 || Me: #my tag - nick/ncis 🕶 || Characters: #dinozzo tag 😎, #gibbs tag ☕

💖 Minecraft 💖

Jiji (Cat)

Blogs and Tags: Universe: #minecraft 🟩 || Characters: #jijis tag 🐈

Other credits ;; For things not made by me, anything uncredited is either by me or credited in the original post where its used

Dividers: firefly-graphics || Certain reblog game pics: Google images (I know that doesn't really count as proper credit I'm sorry) || Userboxes: selfship-userboxing

[larrydoinglaundry]

Heyy can you please recommend some of the most filthiest fics ?

Or some Stockholm syndrome fics maybe ?

Oh, nonnie, the question is do you mean filthy as in facials and orgies or fucking and felching or I want you to pee on me kind of filthy? Because these are all different types of filthy. Defiine filthy.

Lucky me I have some variation! I don't have Stockholm Syndrome type of fics though so I apologize about that. But I take this as an opportunity to rec some of my favorite smut fics. This list could be much longer so maybe I'll make part two ._.

Read the tags of each work, and I try to point out in the note if some works are lacking in tags.

Let's goooo !!!

Next Exit (2K, E) @jaerie

Stuck in traffic is the worst place to be when you're very pregnant and you have to pee. Harry finds out the hard way.

Note: Starting this rec strong right off the bat, eh! Pretty self-explanatory summary. One of my guilty not so guilty pleasures.

Lunch Break (3K, E)

Harry decides to bring his alpha lunch at work and surprise him with a visit from him and their baby daughter. Louis gets more than one surprise.

Note: a/b/o! A hot quickie and some panty kink. A combination that surely works for me!

See the waves break like fallen leaves (4K, E)

a desperation drabble featuring a very desperate Harry, a very dominant Louis, and Harry sitting in his Daddy's lap.

Note: Mmhm! Watersports, again. It's dirty and all kinds of wonderful.

Let Go (3K, E)

Louis has a kink and he's been trying to get Harry on board with it. Now he's bored on the tour bus and there's nowhere else they have to be.

Note: More watersports!

Never worse but never better (4K, E)

louis knows all the tricks to make harry squirm.

Note: Based on X-factor era, so I believe Harry is underage. Just in case you don't want to venture in underage fics. Overstimulation, come play, kind of kink discovery...

Sensitive to pressure (4K, E)

Harry’s breath stutters on its way up his throat, his cheeks heating more with each step as Louis gets closer and Harry can’t move. Feet stuck to the carpet, heavy and unwilling, unable to shuffle away or take control, stuck in place and waiting.

Note: This is filthy I guess! In some definition of the word! Lots of bodily fluids and some body hair appreciation.

It Does A Body Good (6K, E) @homosociallyyours

When Louis’ first PTA meeting ends with a date with the PTA President, super mom Harry Styles, he already feels pretty great about it. That it goes even better than he hoped feels like icing on the cake. But what happens when he realizes that Harry has starred in one of his most recent porn-inspired fantasies?

Note: This isn't filthy per se, depending on how you look at it! It's more of like messy, you know. Post mpreg & lactation kink my beloved!

Counterculture (6K, E) @sadaveniren

It all culminated to this: Harry in the middle of a crowded basement, music blasting from the live show on the far side, shirtless amongst alphas and omegas who all weren’t covering their scents. He took a deep breath of the heavy air and he felt alive.

Note: a/b/o! I just love this concept. The pack dynamics are soooo goood.

Only Thing That Can Quench My Thirst (6K, E)

Louis wouldn't exactly call it a thing, his newfound fascination with the curly trail that starts below Harry's bellybutton and disapears into his skinny jeans. It's definitely not a thing. It's just... Alright, maybe it's a thing. And that's okay.

Note: Okay, listen. Listen. This one is not inherently 'filthy' either but I'll take this opportunity to rec this one because it is absolutely my favorite smut fic. One of them, more like. Just Louis being obsessed with Harry's pubes!

Horizontal like quarter to three (8K, E)

The worst part is that Louis just wants to get really rough with him. He's wanted it right from the start, and it doesn't make sense, because Harry's always been so gentle and understanding and sweet, and yet all Louis wants to do is fuck him up.

Note: The summary is pretty self-explanatory, lol. Kink discovery, overstimulation, multiple orgasms.. The good stuff.

Watching You Watch Him (Friend to the Undertow) (10K, E)

While vacationing in Fiji, Louis and Harry accidentally stumble upon Liam getting edged by Sophia. Then Louis helps Harry find nirvana. There's voyeurism and porn but a character study and lots of fluff too.

Note: As summary suggests, there's voyerism and some het sex. I know some people are put off by that, so... But there's some stellar edging and orgasm delay between Harry & Louis, plus power bottom Louis!

The Magic of the Forest (11K, E)

Alternate universe where the one direction boys are just regular guys in their 20's. They all head out to their favorite camping spot. Exhibitionism is one of Harry and Louis kinks, they love the idea of people watching them putting on a show.

Note: Groupies! I guess this counts as filth.

Medicine series (12K, rated M but I would rate E)

Note: This series !!! Extreeeemely underrated. Also quite new. Give it a read and you might just find your kind of filth.

Ain't had none like you in a while (12K, E)

It kind of sucks that instead of using time travel to go back and kill Hitler, Simon Cowell chooses to use it to get his clients to advise younger versions of themselves. Sixteen-year-old Harry's not bitter, it's just that his relationship with Louis was complicated enough before he saw him with hot dad hair.

note: including the second part. One of my favorite filthy series ever. there's everything; Daddy Louis, bondage, paddling...

Hike Up Your Skirt (And Show Your World To Me (17K, E)

Louis has a very hands on approach to training his new secretary. How else can he make sure Harry realizes his full potential?

Note: heads up for dead dove: do not eat. Louis is very manipulative in this one, but the fic is oof 🔥

Plus some shameless self-promotion.

You were a beam of light, lit up my broken sky (84K, E) @larrydoinglaundry

Harry is kinky in ways Louis has never been. He's determined to become the best dom for his boyfriend. With lots of practise.

Chapter 1: Kink negotiation & exploration, spanking, light bondage, edging & overstimulation.

Chapter 2: Light exhibitionism, Daddy kink, degradation, overstimulation, spanking, paddling & sub space.

Chapter 3: Caning, post-orgasm torture, figging, Harry in a skirt, Daddy Kink.

[atelier-maroron]

🌹 (btw. i can’t believe i Never followed you until today—that is now fixed)

Super duper uber driver late but hiiii! Apologies for the late reply, and thank you so much for the follow <3 <3 Here is a wip I started today! Thank you for always creating such inspiring Gilbert content.

suitor: gilbert

content warning: angst, depictions of blood and injuries, depictions of malnourished children, death-imagery, very upsetting ending (read with caution!)

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"Does God look down when He watches us?"

A child's unlikely question stops the First Prince of Obsidian. Halts the entire procession and pulls every soul and mouth on the sunlit garden path into a gray hush. The guards on either side of you become stone.

All eyes fall to the child because few dare to look at Gilbert. But it is his reaction that they anticipate.

"Or..." The child is shaking. She is the only source of motion now in this gathering of Obsidianites. She cannot be more than ten or eleven. Innocence shouldered on little more than bones and rags. You want to look away but you can't, or you will be overcome with shame. There are dirt-caked hollows where ruddy cheeks should be. And her brown eyes, watery and searching, find only Sovereign. A Being whose Word can shape her entire world.

"Or?" Gilbert prompts. His tone is airy and melodic, and so out of place. But you hear perhaps what most others don't: sincerity.

The twilight ends at Gilbert's feet. He stands in the shadow of the old citadel; a structure as solemn as the interred kings underneath. But as he slowly turns, so do the curtains of evening shimmer and part, allowing him to slip into their grace.

You see his smile before you see his eye. You can't recall ever seeing his eye first.

The child sucks in a breath. "Or does..." And dry-heaves. Undernourishment and sickness have not made her this way. Her voice holds strength known only to the hopeful, no matter how fragile or misguided it might be.

Your own thoughts disgust you. The child, someone's sister, someone's daughter, speaks and her words haunt you.

"Does God look up from below?"

The memory of those words find you now, nearly a year later. The rotunda is bathed in twilight, but it smells of copper.

Gilbert lays too far away for you to touch with your outstretched arm. If not for the thin stream of blood elongating his smile, you would never think that he was dying. If not for the dullness in your ears and the strange weight against your back as you lay crumpled, you would never think this was the end.

For a second you picture what God might see. Two broken dolls left in an empty house. Or two wayward angels ripped from the sky.

-

(P.S. Don't worry, you and Gilbert both survive, but the angst continues)