#vinns shit

[mint-leaves-in-coffee]

fluff prompt no 8 for Jade and Floyd? (congrats on 100 btw!)

“You’re warm, so I’m not letting you get up.”

Omg??? a post?? It's a miracle

I either need a raise or a vacation from my job. I'm fucking exhausted. Finally I get a day off

Sigh

Floyd

Sunlight shone brightly from between the half closed curtains that the prefevt never bothered to fully close

They'd peered between them the previous night in anticipation of their lover's arrival and wrapped up in their excitement when he let himself in, they'd forgotten

Now, at 7 in the morning, they faced the consequences of their negligence

Being so rudely awoken by the rising sun in their eyes as their bedmate clung onto them tightly

Even in his sleep, he enjoyed squeezing them it seemed

They ran one hand through his hair gently, the other busy shielding their eyes from the invasive shine of morning light

Impulsively, during on of his moods, Floyd had insisted on staying over, not letting the prefect have even a split second to debate

He'd approached them during lunch hour, normal grin ever present as he slung an arm over their shoulders, stopping them before they could make it to their usual seat

Heya, Koebi-chan~

He'd laughed at them as they jumped, startled by sudden appearance

I'll be comin' over later, yeah? We're gonna have a sleepover~

And just as quickly as he'd come, he'd gone without giving them a chance to speak

After the rest of the day's classes, they had gone back to their dorm, cleaning any messes and making various preparations for their slumber party with Floyd

As soon as he'd arrived he'd gone straight to their room, spotting them from the window they'd looked for him out of

Now here they were, lying in his vice grip as he snored away to their left

They'd let him sleep for a while, admiring his face while he drooled away on their pillows

His position looked uncomfortable, but he seemed completely unbothered by it

It was a while before they finally decided to try and get up, determining that it was in fact time for them to make breakfast.

However, as he felt their shifting his grip around them grew tighter and he let out an annoyed whine

They laughed quietly, looking down at him, seeing his heterochromatic eyes staring at them

His pout is obvious despite his face being half obscured

I need to go make us breakfast, silly.

He closes his eyes again, ignoring their comment and opting to move so he's lying on top of them

Koebi-chan is warm~ I'm not letting you get up~

They sighed at his childishness, but went back to carding their fingers through his hair

It looks like breakfast would have to wait

-

Jade

It was after closing at Mostro Lounge

The cleaning had just been finished and now the two sat upon one of the couches in the VIP room.

Floyd had already called it a night and Azul was out handling business, so Jade was in charge of the nightly paperwork for the time being.

They'd watched as the quill he held moved quickly across the paper, waiting patiently for him to complete the work assigned to him

When he'd finally finished up and they'd coaxed him onto the couch with them to relax

They'd rested their back against the arm of the sofa and pulled him between their legs.

His back was pressed against their torso, his head against their chest as they rubbed his shoulders lightly

Needy, are we?

He'd teased them, flashing them his sharp teeth, only for them to respond with a playful roll of their eyes

Smug, are we?

They mimicked him jokingly, a small smile tugging at their lips

He hummed quietly, an amusement swimming in his expression

He reveled in the attention, seldom experiencing being taken care of as he does his brother and Azul

And in return they admired the relaxed demeanor he wore as they continued to lightly rub tension from his shoulders

They stayed like that for a while, even long after the prefect had removed their hands from his shoulders

Jade...

They called his name quietly to get his attention

Yes, prefect?

With gentle hands they wrapped their arms around him in an embrace, resting their chin atop his head, voice a tired drawl

S'getting late. Wanna call it a night...

He hums mischievously, a smile crossing his face

You're quite warm and I'm very comfortable. I don't think I'm going to be letting you get up.

They whine quietly, but stop moving to allow him his comfort.

A small laugh rumbles in his chest at their response

A little while longer wouldn't hurt

[nightshade-and-wildberries]

Can I request Sidon and Link dating the reader, and she’s very busty and she’s curvy, but still slim?

unfortunately as stated in my rules I don't write afab/fem readers

[vind3miat0r]

oh yeah did i tell yall about how the other day i was at hot topic and one of the cashiers there looked exactly like my Treasure oc if my Treasure oc had braids

[flakes-boyfriend]

Best of YouTube comments under Good Friends And A Bottle Of Pills

[hannah-the-small]

"OOF!"

"..... Satan's asshole, it worked. You're not stuck with Vox... Gritt you're fuckin' free! I mean we're stuck on a rooftop somewhere but once we get down-"

"... Gritt?"

"We nearly fucking died. I should of just- signed up again. Kept my mouth shut-"

"Hey! No Gritt, you did the right thing. You managed to talk Vox down, not many people can do that."

"I don't know what I'm fucking doing Clem, I don't know WHY I didn't sign a new one, I don't know shit about doing this by myself. I made the same mistake before with Mom and Dad, with Frank- just... forget it."

"... you know... I didn't know about doing things by myself either when I left Toby. I know its different... but... you won't be doing it by yourself."

"I don't want hel-"

"You have it, whether you use it or not. You didn't fuck up Gritt, you started over. And I'm really fuckin' proud of you."

".... thanks."

"You can thank me after I figure out how to get us down from here, I'll also call Vinn and some friends to get your stuff... better to be out of that place."

[gayfraggle]

an Introduction page

Hi! My main names are is Sammy/Vincent but i have a whole list linked lower in the post, I am a minor so please no inappropriate asks or messages towards me

I'm transmasc and agender, I go by all pronouns (including most neo-pronouns) but my main are they/it/he, I'm also Aromantic and Aegosexual

Names ⬇️

My Avenue Q askblog is @theqstandsforqueer

My Little Shop Of Horrors askblog is @ask-the-little-shop

The askblog for the comic me and friend are working on is @starrynightstudios

My Hazbin Hotel oc blog is @carrionsstudio

DOODLE REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Rules for requests:

Nothing NSFW or suggestive

You can only request characters from fandoms I'm in, preferably characters I like or have shown interest in and are from my current hyperfix

I'm ok with most ships but if it's a ship feel uncomfortable with then I will not draw it

These are just silly doodles, not full on art pieces so don't expect them to be

My current hyper-fixation is jjba

Fav jjba ships and characters + phf colors:

PLEASE TAG ME IF YOU USE THESE SPECIFIC COLOR SCHEMES I MADE <33

Any ask games that I'm doing at the current moment will be linked here⬇️

I removed my sona because I need to update it

I'm a multi-fandom artist, and the fandoms I'm in (at the moment) are Muppets, Batman, Dialtown, The World Of Mr Plant, Avenue Q, Dbd, Silent Hill, Tadc, Welcome Home, My Friendly Neighborhood, fnaf, slashers, DSAF, jjba, Deltarune/Undertale, Rocky Horror Picture Show, tf2, Batim/batdr, Monster High, Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel, musical theater, Cuphead, and dhmis

Thesearen't all of them, but they are the ones that I consume the most

Also the slasher/horror movies that I like are Scream, Black Christmas 1974, Malignant 2021, Puppet Master, Behind the Mask: the Rise of Leslie Vernon, Texas Chainsaw Massacre pt2, and all the slashers I like are in the doodle request list

I also have ADHD and Anxiety

MY ASK BOX IS OPEN

you CAN send me headcanons and asks about my headcanons, doodle requestswhen open, fanart, stuff like that

you CAN'T sent me anything NSFW, art requests, and hate

ALSO DNI IF YOU SUPPORT HOMOPHOBIA, TRANSPHOBIA, ENBYPHOBIA, RACISM, PEDOPHILIA, PROSHIPPING, AND TERRIBLE SHIT LIKE THAT

THIS ACCOUNT IS PRO-PALISTINE

Also this blog will contain some mature things like curse words, and possibly gore

And if you use any of my characters, credit/@ me please, and sending it as an ask would be nice <3

Also, I don't post super often, I mostly reblog things

Also my grammar isn't super good, so sorry if some posts have errors

There are a few tag shortcuts in the tags for my most active tags at the moment

[your-old-sins-tournament]

12 YEAR OLD OCS; SIDE B

Vinn [@mx-yip-yip-hooary] (they/them)

i made them as a very mentally ill child. as in they are quite literally the concept of compartmentalization. enjoy.

so for context, the world has two sets of lore. one set is the backstory that all the characters know about (like history, language, etc.) and the other is the meta one. the first backstory isn't really important here so ill only talk about the meta one.

basically, the creator of the world (aka 12 year old me) decided to split themselves into two. one side was all the negative feelings that the creator felt, the other was all the positive feeling. the positive side was surprise surprise vinn! the creator kept the negative side (Nyth) and Vinn in a void while they created the happiest possible life they could imagine for themselves. the creator wanted to send out vinn to live in that fantasy while keeping nyth trapped in the void. but the creator didn't realize that vinn and nyth bonded over their time in the void. so when vinn was sent out and had their memories of the void erased, nyth got really bitter. nyth decided to remotely corrupt the creator's fantasy and make it so vinn was never truly happy, despite being coded with all the creator's "happy" traits.

ok so vinn enters the world and forgets all their time in the void. they are now completely unaware of the meta lore, and only know the world's lore. for some reason, they grow up with a constant sinking feeling, and a dread that they can never shake. also they have telekinesis because in the world's lore, there's remnants of magic from a great war years ago. uh the telekinesis makes them go into a magical support group where they get a found family ^-^

eventually, nyth gains enough power to actively influence the world. nyth starts messing with vinn's friends and making them relive their Trauma. vinn is trying really hard to support all of them, but suspects that something else is happening here. after nyth breaks through for a second, vinn only becomes more suspicious. vinn tries to investigate which leads to nyth dragging vinn out of the fantasy world and back into the void.

vinn is kinda pissed because nyth kept fucking over their life and all their friends, but nyth says that they have a bigger enemy. nyth explains the whole creator thing, which makes vinn very conflicted. vinn asks if nyth can go into the fantasy world, but nyth states that, because they were coded with the "negative" traits, they cannot go into a world which is the creator's most ideal fantasy, as they can never imagine that for themselves. basically, since nyth embodies the creator's despair, they cannot enter a world that is the creator's most happy place. this makes vinn decide to combine consciousnesses with nyth and bringing nyth out of the void.

tldr; two sides of consciousness fight really hard to rejoin again

Pink [@somebodytolove31] (she/her or he/him)

Okey so basically I created her for a superhero school roleplay I had with friends, her tragic backstory is that her father is a deadbeat but is also a hero, he got Pink's mom pregnant and then told her if she ever approached him he would kill her. Pink had a nice life with her single mom until the mom got sick and decided to go to Hero, thinking maybe he would have a bit of compassion, needless to say he didn't and followed through his promise. Pink saw all of this and now it's her life's purpose to kill him, even if it kills her.

I recently refound the roleplay and decided to develop the character on her own, I may have changed the setting and her gender and other shit, but I've decided to not touch her backstory or her character arc where she starts making friends and realizes there's a lot more to life than just revenge (she still gets his dad arrested, but that's a long story)

Oh yeah did I mention she can turn into a wolf? She can turn into a wolf

Anyway please vote for her

[seijohmp4]

FRIENDS DON'T DO THE THINGS WE DO

a late night gas station run that ends in secret feelings from you and atsumu being shared.

# atsumu miya x gn!reader

word count: 1.1k words

warnings: flirty gas station worker

vinn's note: woo first fic! enjoy

“Yer tellin’ me you won’t go to the park with me?”

“Atsumu, it’s three in the morning.”

“And?”

You scoff, rolling your eyes at the sheer audacity Atsumu Miya has to wake you up at three in the morning to ask if you want to go to the park. “‘Samu didn’t want to come, so I wanted to see if my favorite team manager wanted to,” He had whined. You almost face palmed at his flattery.

“I’ll even buy ya a drink. Free a’ charge.” He said, trying to bribe you.

And you hated to admit it was working.

Not only because a drink sounded good, but because spending time with Atsumu also sounded good. However, you’d rather die than admit you’d ever want to willingly spend time with Atsumu. It'd ruin your reputation of “hating” him (even though you’re sure no one, especially Atsumu himself, believes you hate him; in fact, they’re all sure you’re in love with him, which you deny vehemently).

“Fine,” You grumble, rolling your eyes. “But I better get my free drink.”

“Good! ‘Cause I’m already outside of your house.”

“What?”

You hastily draw your curtains, peeking through your blinds. Sure enough, Atsumu Miya is outside of your house, in his sleek, black car (definitely bought by his dad). With the window rolled down, you could see his cheeky grin as he waved at you. You’re going to kill him.

Silently, you hang up on him, grumbling about how much of an idiot he was (even if his stupid grin made your heart flutter more than you cared to admit). Getting dressed in the first things you could find— An oversized hoodie and sweatpants— You were quick, but quiet, to get out of the house.

The door was opened for you before you even got to the car. You were quick to climb in, gently shutting the car door, before looking over at Atsumu. His smirk made you want to punch him in the face (and then kiss it afterwards).

“My hoodie, huh?”

Huh? Confused, you looked down, and the first thing you had thrown in was the hoodie Atsumu had given you. Heat rises to your face, but you turn away before you give him another reason to tease you. “Shut up,” You scoff. You can hear his snicker.

“Whatever you say, sweetheart,” He replies, and you can only feel the heat on your face rise in temperature. Atsumu drives off from your driveway afterwards, smoothly driving on the road. He throws a quick glance your way before his eyes go back to the road. “I was thinkin’ that we go get drinks, and then go to the park after. That sound good?” You nod.

He turns on music, and that’s what fills the silence on the way to the gas station. It wasn’t a very long drive, with it just a few minutes away from your house. The both of you get out and make your way inside. The only worker in there looks up from his phone to the two of you. Politely, you smile at him, but as soon as you feel his eyes on you for the rest of the time you’re in there, you realize you might’ve made a mistake.

With your guys’ drinks, you both make your way up to the counter. While Atsumu gets his money out, and the worker begins scanning your items, he smiles at you. “You doin’ okay tonight, cutie?” He asks. You shift uncomfortably, but open your mouth to respond, but Atsumu beats you to it.

“We’re doin’ okay,” He answers for you, an irritated smile on his face.

The worker looks Atsumu up and down, scoffs, and then looks back at you. “You want to ditch this guy, cutie? We can go and have sun fun by ourselves.” Once again, you open your mouth to respond, but Atsumu speaks before you can.

“I said,” He says, a growl to his words; he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you into his side, your eyes growing wide. “We’re doin’ fine. Now, stop fuckin’ talkin’ and ring our shit up.”

Holy shit.

The worker rolls his eyes. He begins bagging your items up, but before Atsumu can snatch the bag up, he leans closer to you. “You know where to find me for a good time, cutie.” He purrs.

You cringe but try your best to remain polite. Atsumu, however, was fed up. He snatched up the bag, his knuckles white from how hard he was clenching his fists. He practically dragged you to the car with him. His eyes were downcast in a glare and his jaw was tense; he was pissed.

“Atsumu!” You yelp as he pulls a little too rough on you. He looks over at you, clearly still mad, but he visibly softens at the sight of you. He sighs, finally letting go of you.

“‘M sorry. Are ya hurt?” He asks.

You sigh and shake your head. “What was that about, ‘Tsumu?”

He scowls at the mere mention of what just happened. “That asshole was flirting with you,” He says, as if the words were laced with poison.

“I know that! But you got so… mad about it,” You say, making sure you weren’t going to set him off. Atsumu had quite a temper on him, even though most of the time he hid it behind jokes. Pissing him off even more while he was already this mad would be dangerous.

“I was jealous,” He growls. “Ya happy? Ya gonna make fun a’ me or what?”

You soften. “Of course not, ‘Tsumu,” You answer softly, and he relaxes at your words. “You know I wasn’t even paying attention to what that guy was saying, right? He doesn’t matter to me, ‘Tsumu. You do.”

Friends don’t say things like this to each other.

Friends don’t get jealous when a guy flirts with you.

Friends don’t sneak not-so-sneaky glances at each other’s lips.

Friends don’t lean in.

But you are. You’re leaning in before you can stop yourself, and so is Atsumu, and it feels like all the stars collide as your lips meet. His lips are a little chapped, but you don’t mind. The kiss itself is a little rough, but you don’t find yourself upset about it. Instead, your hands fist into Atsumu’s shirt and you pull him closer.

By the time both of you pull away, you’re panting and staring at each other with red eyes. Atsumu’s face is flushed, and his mocha eyes won’t leave yours. “Holy shit,” You mutter between breaths.

“Did we just kiss?”

“Yeah,” Atsumu pants. “We did.”

There’s a pause.

“Are we…?” You trail off, but you’re sure Atsumu knows what you mean.

“If you want to then… yeah,” He answers.

“Yeah, yeah,” You say. “I do.”

“So, it’s official. We’re dating.”

A smile forms on your lips upon him saying it out loud. “We’re dating,” You parrot.

Holy shit. You’re dating Atsumu Miya.

masterlist | taglist

[terraliensvent]

https://discord.com/channels/1080893877919158383/1081295829651947601/1231763349872574564 Speculation it was temul? Wonder if staff will address this one. If it was them however, they should step down. Whatever mod did that shit should not be a staff member if they are still on the team. Especially since some staff were around coy, not only going behind someone you may have considered a friend, but instead of confronting them about the dog issue, used it to fuel the flames. The tea is getting a little warm again huh

the message was deleted but anon gave this image in another ask:

on the “you spread false animal abuse allegations,” i can vouch for the fact that the person who sent me the screenshots was NOT temul, however im not completely sure if they had zero part to play. i BELIEVE staff discussed the images before sending them to me, but i dont know 100% so take it with a grain of salt. either way, we do know the screenshots were TAKEN by temul so they maybe they knew? idk, but i dont think we should be publicly speculating/making claims like “u willingly spread these false allegations” because its a lot to do with intent and purpose and we cant really know that stuff.

my thoughts around the animal abuse allegations is that staff didnt have malicious intent (at least going based off my interaction with the person who sent me the screenshots). i think they were unsure how to handle the info and just figured getting it out there would be the best course of action. thats not to say it was, but this is my hypothesis as to their reasoning behind leaking the evidence. that or we could also go along the line of reasoning that they just wanted to take coy down as swiftly as possible, but i think thats a little extreme and i prefer to give people the benefit of the doubt when it comes to things like this.

i dont agree with a lot of what the person in this message said though, xiao wasnt the only one responsible for the Reckoning, it was multiple mods and their attitudes in the server show that. they wanted to let it burn and now that its “all done” people are trying to find a scapegoat which i think is unnecessary and could be compared to how terra staff acted when banning vinn for being suspected of being the OG blog owner. dont pin the whole thing on just one person, because a lot of dominoes had to fall in order for a catastrophic shitshow like the Reckoning

their point about coy being money hungry is just moot to me, the problem with them continuing to make terra adopts is that they portrayed it like they were leaving the species and relinquishing ownership. its a bit strange to “totally disconnect” yourself from something but then continue to make profit off of it. its not really a scandal for cs mods to make adopts for the cs theyre modding, but it is pretty weird to say that the species causes you great anxiety but then still maintain a connection to it by making adopts and such

i dont think they should have done the whole “fuck you to the community” because some people just like their ocs and drawings and dont have any stake in the controversies. dont let civilians get caught in the crossfire. also, their wording towards the end just kind of let everyone discount them and move on saying “that guy fucking sucked.” in terra server you really gotta be picky about your wording to not sound negative WHATSOEVER and add tons of “^^;” and “BFHFBG” so people dont immediately reply to you with “oh thats not-“ and then just move on because “that guy was such a meanie!” i really think its childish to toss away a discussion just because someone wasnt the most polite and refrained from speaking like they were in the presence of the goddamn pope, but thats just the way terralien community is.

[screentimeoverlord]

"Such fucking B̶̢̨̬̩͈̈̉̄̽U̶̲̳̣͈̓Ļ̴̛̺̘̍̀̈́̈͗͐Ļ̸̭͍̒̓̆̓S̵̡͓̫̫̬͌̃͌̆H̶̨̧̤̃͆̍̋̑̎͐Ì̵̛̤͒Ț̷̫̯̉̆͂̿͒̅!" Vox almost screamed out, down inside the basement meeting room, all surrounded by his shark tanks with the Vargs swimming around quietly. Throwing one of the already broken chairs across the room, breaking on the floor into several pieces.

A little venting after Alastor's cowardly little escape. He had him! HE FUCKING HAD HIM! He seemed weaker than he thought he would be, if this was giving it his all, then something is holding him back. All he did was dodge and evade. A deep sigh as Vox got out from the room, gathering himself as to find out what he should tell to Clementine. Through the cameras, he already knew Vinn was gone.

"How to do this.." He mused as he walked out to the elevator to get up to the lobby. He had much to think over before getting back up to the penthouse where Clem is, no doubt she'd be awake after all of this. Shit.. His clothes is slightly ruined, a bit of blood coming from his side and from his arm. "Fucker.. Velvette is going to give me a fucking earful about this."

[v91233312il]

SCRAPPED VER1M to NEW VILESPACE (unnamed)

So I've been working on an rpgmaker project on and off since 2020, and until 2022 I'd been working on one story.

The problem with that is that I was still learning the program, and that particular story had not been fleshed out and planned beforehand. So, I got very ambitious, throwing around a lot of ideas in the air and going, 'I want to put that in,' forgetting that I was working on a rather limited program that I didn't fully understand.

Since that was scrapped, I might as well tell you about it until we get to the point where I start talking about the new story. its not like its going anywhere and i don't really plan to go back to it other than to cannibalize it for ideas .

"newer" screenshots of some apartments I'd been aimlessly putting together

VER1M is a story about MAYA, who awakens with large gaps in their memory. What seemed like a few away from home had actually been weeks.

As the story goes on Maya learns that "versions" of themself had been running around the city of CONTORT, causing chaos. "Our" Maya wouldn't know anything about this, they'd just woken up.

"But this incentive, we can work with this.

After all, You’ve already decided.

If you won’t do it, another will.

Find it, deep in the ground.

Soon after, a tower will take its place”

“A formal meeting. You are who you are, right? Although this form is obsolete, not to mention an illegitimate one, regardless, transmission of approximated wording is permitted… or something, But will be severely restricted. The Moon has been completely detached from the rudimentary activity of what you now call “Contort”. 

we ran multiple instances, and soon a terrible parody of the moon will take place. Follow this instruction: It is forming, and when it reaches the closest summit, you will feel a knife in your ultimate nerves.” This is a MOON CORRESPONDENT, a talking head that instructs them: find the doppelgangers, take their organs, become the sole Maya. That, and mentions of a "Parody" of the Moon. This is where these four come into play

this has got to be my favorite screenshot in the game i kinda went hard with this one too bad i wont use it

These people are directly involved with the "Maya" Doppelgangers which serves their plan to trigger the creation of a second MOON.

Q: who are they? A: its secret. Q: what's the first and second moons? A: also a secred :DDD

Maya arrives at the city of CONTORT, which has begun to distort, being the epicenter of Vilespace activity. The Provisional Authority bars citizens from entering or exiting. The only way Maya can get in is through a forgotten gate that was presumably sealed off ages ago. How no one noticed an entire abandoned area of the city is beyond me. With Vile fiends materializing, casualties rise. so of course being an RPG you have to beat the shit out of them. You eventually meet CONRAD, a cleaner doing her best to help out in such a calamity, and VINN, someone who knows more about VILES than he lets on. none of them have any significant development from the start and in the story as characters to justify them being in a party. its like being invited to hang out with your relative and their gym buddies and not actually having anything to do or talk about because there's a disconnect between you and these people. oops! that didn't happen to me. that sounds like a skill issue if that happened to you tho :)

(Left to right) Maya, Vinn, and Conrad These three go deeper into the city to get to the source of the moon ritual, they fight various enemies and collect body parts. They face bosses, which are the three of the four masked characters mentioned earlier. Each one embodies text, noise, and flesh themes. The doppelgangers would have served each boss as their minions in some capacity, and they would pass away once the boss was defeated. At this point I'm looking at the script and the writing gets less coherent with a lot of ideas thrown in the air without much to actually apply them, maybe that's just like what happens to the world in the story so i guess its in line with the theme.. I've tried to keep this summary rather concise since all I'm mostly just reflecting on it and seeing what i can learn and apply in writing the current story.

So what now? what i need to focus on is refining the new story's coherence, I've started fleshing out the characters and i think i have pretty decent profiles for the main cast. I need to keep myself in check and look at it reasonably, no crazy game elements beyond my ability or anything like that from now on. no looking up fancy scripts either. Thank you if you're still reading. Hopefully, I'll be making more of these updates. i just wanna talk about my projects so much!!! maybe posts like these can satiate that and maybe someone can get something out of it, maybe :) ... until my next long ass post... Best, V91233312iL

[mint-leaves-in-coffee]

I'm not dead yet

There's another Culinary Crucible sooooo. I'm using the Japan server's name for it oops

Culinary Crucible: The Lure of Fish/Carp-e Diem Recipes

Horse Mackerel Fritters

Fish

Milk

Flour

Egg

Mackerel Curry

Fish

Rice

Powdered Spice

Onion

Carrot

Panfried Breaded Sardines

Fish

Breadcrumbs

Garudhiya

Fish

Powdered Spice

Poke Bowl

Fish

Rice

Avocado

Mackerel in Tomato Sauce

Fish

Consomme

Tomato

Mackerel Sandwich

Fish

Bread

Lettuce

Onion

Acqua Pazza

Fish

Shellfish

Tomato

Garlic

Gochujang Mackerel Pike

Fish

Powdered Spice

Ginger

Garlic

[nightshade-and-wildberries]

Hello, is this blog still active?

Yes I'm just

extremely busy

All of my asks are currently in my drafts

I'm sorry!!

[vind3miat0r]

Hush EA Spoilers.

WOAAHHH OKAY I AM GENUINELY TWEAKING WTF WAS THAT??? /POS

OKAY. okay. a LOT to unpack here holy shit

first off, loving the soft Hush and Doc interactions at the beginning, the babygirl is learning! i love them ahsgajdh and Hush asking Doc to hold his hand :(((

VEGAS REFORMING. oh. wow.

it sounds like Hush only pulled together the parts of Vega from before the Cacophony ended. he has a better(?) view of humans, and he doesnt seem so vindictive of them as of yet

one thing that caught my attention is that Vega said "I am the first-formed of Gravity." he's one of the first demons. i even theorized as much in my last tinfoil hat post (therefore it is my legal right to say "HAH! called it!") that makes the Sovereign's cruelness towards demons even more sad, cuz he knew what they were like before they were evil n shit

another thing that Vega said was that he was the "Anacrusis of his (D'Deridahn's) Phrase." (this is referring to when he's repeating his whole name). again, we already know that "anacrusis" means "one or more unstressed syllables at the beginning of a verse."

i said in an earlier theory that the term "Anacruses" might be a fancy title for old demons. Vega said he's the "Anacrusis of [D'Deridahn's] Phrase." so, i think in some aspects, i was right, but "Anacruses" is more specific: it refers to the first demon created by a Sovereign; the "Phrase" in question being the line of demons created by that Sovereign, and the Anacrusis of that phrase being the first demon. do you see where im going with this?

speaking of lines, Vega said "When you made the Well. When you formed the line."

now, the obvious jump we can make with this is that Hush is the one who created the Elision Well in Aria. we already know from previous audios that Hush was someone else before he was Hush. he maintains that he was created (recently) by the Sovereigns, but Vega calling him "Egregore of the Sovereigns" clearly says that Hush indeed was someone else beforehand

whats interesting is that Vega doesnt say that Hush (or Egregore) is a Sovereign; he says "of the Sovereigns," which is funny because Egregore sounds like a very Sovereign-esque name, not a star's name like a demon's. looks like Egregore is a creation of the Sovereigns too, but what is he? is he the same as Hush, the silence in the spellsong? or is he something completely different, like a lesser Sovereign, or the first demon? could the naming conventions have been different back then? or maybe, its the opposite direction, with Egregore being an angel-type character?

and what is the "line" that Vega refers to? i assume that it has to do with the Well, considering that he says, "When you made the Well. When you formed the line." maybe its the line of yet-to-be-formed demons, lying in wait just beyond perceptibility?? we dont know why demons have kept forming in the Well after the Sovereigns were chained to Death, Avior said as much im sure; and granted, we dont even know how or why the Well was formed in the first place, but we do now know that Hush/Egregore was responsible for it

wrapping this up with YIPPEE THEYRE GONNA GO FIND WARDEN!! THEYRE GONNA GO LOOK FOR MY BABYGIRL!!!! i love Warden sm, they have a special place in my heart augh. cant wait for Hush to show up with their presumed dead situationship and be like "can you fix him 🥺🥺🥺" and for Warden to be like "WHAT THE FUCK??!" need to see them get angry on god frfr

in conclusion, Hush reforms Vega, Vega drops some Hush lore while also being an amnesiac, and sends all the theorizers of the fandom into a tail-spin trying to figure the meaning of the cryptic titles he keeps spitting out. uhhh damn thats crazy. anyways, thank you for coming to my ted talk, and remember: its just a theory (a game theory–)

[bad0gs]

⠀⠀⠀ ◜   ♱   :    ⁱᶠ    𝔤𝔬𝔡    is    a    𝙵𝚁𝙰𝚄𝙳,    𝗮    𝗺𝗮𝗻    is    𝘢    𝘥𝘰𝘨    then    i'm    a    𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓    𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄

all   this   love   caught   and   twisted   in   between   clenched   fingers   but   all   there   is   blood   and   bruises,   horrifically   done   tattoos   like   vague   childhood   memories   splattered   against   skin,   dirt   and   grime   caught   along   fraying   dickies’   hemlines,   constantly   fidgeting   and   unable   to   sit   still   /   there’s   war   caught   in   the   ivory   of   your   chest   and   it’s   beginning   to   hurt,   haven’t   you   heard   the   news:   despite   debts   owed,   you’re   own   your   fuckin’   own,   kid!

◜   ♱   :    𝗗𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗘𝗥.

full name.   vincent thatcher. meaning.   to conquer   \   roof   thatcher. nickname.   vinne, preferably. known in the ring as the hellhound. age.   twenty9. dob.   february   seventh,   making   him   an   aquarius. pob.   southside chicago,   illinois. pronouns.   he   /   they, demi male. residence.   previously   chicago,   illinois   now   resides   in   morris heights   (   the   bronx   ),   new   york.      education.  highschool graduate, accepted into culinary school but never found out.    occupation.   shitty in between restaurant jobs, current soldier and boxer for the gutierrez family. religion.   grew up some sort of catholic, certainly a cross that stained his living room wall. hardly believes in anything now. orientation. bisexual, biromantic.

◜   ♱   :    𝗥𝗨𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡.

height.   six   foot. clothing.   torn   cropped   graphic tees,   adidas   sneakers or worn converse.   white   tanks   stained   red,   some kind of bandage lingering. stolen gold ring in both ears, red leather jacket and gold aviators. scent.   local gas station's whatever cologne is cheapest,   ​​​​​​​oil kissed and sweat from an adrenaline high. noticable   features.   ​​​​​​​tattooed   ​​​​​​​entity   ​​​​​​​with   not much thought,   ​​​​​​​bleach   ​​​​​​​blonde   ​​​​​​​hair   which screams home job​​​​​​​,   ​​​​​​​knuckles   forever   ​​​​​​​bruised   ​​​​​​​and   ​​​​​​​worn   like   medals.    akin   to.   spike   siegal   (   cowboy bebop   ),   butch   (   pulp fiction   ),   jack dawkins   (   the artful dogder   ),   renton   (   trainspotting  ),   connie   (   good   time   )

◜   ♱   :    𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗖𝗘𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧.

signs    from    hell    below:    born    on    a    scorching    chicago    morning,    hardly    precious    in    a    faltering    public    health    system.    a    reverent    drunk    for    a    father,    mother    absent    in    post    mortem,    its    the    warmth    of    whiskey    thrown    down    that’ll    remind    you    so    much    of    family.    nothing    can    severe    a    bond    between    brothers,    thick    as    thieves    with    matching    black    eyes.    you    owe    everything    to    him;    lessons    of    survival    like    alleyway    scriptures,    a    dog    eat    dog    world    and    don’t    you    ever    forget    it.    hardly    one    to    pay    attention    in    school,    words    are    said    with    a    fist    and    letter    sent    home.    not    like    the    old    man    to    give    two    shits,    legacy    dies    withering    away    in    a    leather    recliner    and    beer    warm    from    heat.

[hannah-the-small]

Vinn, you know Clem well. She could find her own place, why doesn't she? Maybe it could help if we knew.

"... you didn't hear this from me. She won't talk about her life because she doesn't want to tell a sob story."

"I noticed it while she was growing up, she's scared to be alone. If we left her in the den to meet with Toby she'd come running, crying because she was scared we were walking out on her."

"Her mom did that a lot apparently. Go out, party, leave her alone. She always came back eventually... until Clem was left in the drug den with us. Her mom never looked back. Raising a four year old imp when you know fuck all about them is hard enough."

"Its probably why Toby took her on as his right hand. She was loyal, long as you said the right thing and didn't cross her boundaries. When he finally did though? Clem was scared. The tether kept her bound, and she couldn't just walk away. That's when Tinker was the bravest of us."

"He made the drug that loosened the tether's influence just enough for her to leave, but it cost him his life. Butch ratted him out, and Toby devoured him. Clem was... heartbroken. But she was still afraid."

"She turned to drugs to try and keep the tether quiet, so she could stay away from Toby. And when the usual stuff wasn't helping? She turned to drugs made by overlords like Valentino. She sold herself on the street away from his turf to not attract attention, just so she didn't have to be on her own every night, fool herself into thinking someone wanted her around. We couldn't keep in touch... not without Toby finding out and finding her."

"After her relationship with Gritt went off the rails, Clem was going to give up running. Extermination was in a few days, she hoped the angels would just put her out. But Charlie found her first, dragged her to the hotel and... actually helped. No one had really done that before. When the princess found out about the tether? She freed her from it. That one act gave her freedom, but also put a target on her back. Toby was pissed."

"Other than me and Tinker she's never had anyone look out for her before, so stuck around through her detox. And Valentino's shit is not easy to get off of, she still has cravings. She wasn't being forced to stay though, she could leave anytime. But Toby wasn't going to make it easy. He eventually crossed the line again and Clem... couldn't leave it this time. Not unless she wanted Gritt to die."

"So she killed Toby."

"Killing 'im brought back everyone he ever ate. Including Tinker, but... she's made even more enemies by taking him out. She's afraid to be tied to anyone, by contract or tether but... she's more scared to be alone. The hotel always has someone there; Husk, Alastor, Charlie, Vaggie... there's always someone in. They might not notice it but she'll gravitate to the room with people in it."

"That's the sad thing. Under all that aggression and pride... all she really wants right now is to be wanted. Maybe when she works through her own problems she'll have more of a dream then. But as long as the hotel will have her, she'll stay."