#just rambling about life because i'm starting to have a bit of a routine

[blaiddydbrokeit]

Finished sword class. Ate some food. Now heading home. After I shower I might play P3P. And then dinner. And then Minecraft the evening away on my server until I go to bed. And tomorrow I'll have half the day to do whatever. And then I work. And then I come home and it'll be 11pm so I'll shower and go to bed. And then a new week begins.

#dimi breaks the silence #just rambling about life because i'm starting to have a bit of a routine

[ultrone]

shauna shipman x spidergirl!r real

🕷️🕸️ ⋮ shauna with spidergirl!gf

under the dimly lit city skyline, dressed in your spider-girl suit that was partly obscured by an unzipped sweater and some pants, you swiftly swung through the labyrinth of skyscrapers. an all-too-familiar scenario unfolded before you—another late arrival for a date with shauna because crime always found a way to interfere.

you had just finished dealing with two petty thieves, and while it felt like a routine for you, it often put your punctuality in jeopardy. as you hurriedly swung towards the diner, an hour late, you were praying to god that shauna would still be there waiting for you—although deep down, you knew she was already gone. she knew about your double life as spider-girl, but that didn't make the constant rescheduling any less frustrating.

reaching the diner, you plopped down to catch your breath and took off your mask, zipping up your sweater to conceal your suit. as you entered the place, a small bell rang, but a quick glance confirmed that shauna had already left.

“fuck,” you muttered with clenched teeth. sighing, you stepped outside, holding your mask in your fingers, and scanned the dark parking lot. you decided to swing past the way to her house, hoping to catch her on her way—the last text from her was just ten minutes ago, so she couldn't be too far.

putting your mask back on, you swung through the maze of trees and buildings that were on the way to your girlfriend's house. luckily, you spotted her from afar, crossing an empty street. you hung back a bit, making sure no one was around to avoid attracting attention.

finally, as she reached a more secluded spot, you seized the opportunity to make your presence known. you descended from the sky, silently landing right in front of her, suspended upside down by a web.

"boo," you said playfully, trying to lighten the mood a bit before having to confront her.

shauna jumped back, her hand pressed against her heart. "holy fuck, y/n! you almost gave me a heart attack!" she exclaimed, trying to catch her breath.

you couldn't help but grin beneath your mask. "my bad, couldn’t resist surprising you."

"surprise accomplished," she shot back with a hint of sarcasm, but you could tell the tension in her shoulders began to ease.

she stood right there, her gaze fixed on you, arms crossed, and wearing a deadpan expression. you found yourself unable to meet her eyes even underneath the mask, afraid to break the tense silence—she was definitely pissed.

"so, are you coming down?" she asked, her tone making you feel like a child who's about to get scolded.

you sheepishly glanced at your body, realizing you were still hanging upside down in front of her. “oh— yeah, of course,” you stammered with a nervous chuckle as you attempted to cut the web. your hands were trembling though, and you ended up landing clumsily on your face.

"ouch," you muttered, standing up awkwardly and taking off your mask to rub your forehead.

if shauna weren't so annoyed with you right now, she would have burst out laughing and followed it with the sweetest kiss—you looked adorable with your scruffy hair due to the mask and your little pout because of the forming bruise on your forehead.

"i'm sorry," you began, finally able to meet her gaze, "i swear i left home early. but, on my way there, there was this lady, and—" you started rambling until your explanation was cut short as she interrupted.

"this is literally the fifth time you've been late this month, y/n," she said firmly. "i know you want to help everyone, but it feels like you're putting everything else before me and our relationship."

"no, no, no," you hurriedly responded, moving closer to her and tenderly placing your hands on her cheeks. "baby, you're the most important thing in the world to me," you said as shauna unconsciously leaned into your touch. "i'm so sorry for making you feel this way. i promise i'll never put anything above our relationship ever again," you promised her.

she looked a bit unsure, but you sensed her heartbeat slowing down, and her expression softened under your touch. "i promise, okay? i mean it this time," you assured her, peering at her with pleading eyes. "i love you, shauna," you said sincerely.

she wanted to be angry at you, but she just couldn’t. and she couldn’t hide the small smile that started forming on her face either. "i love you more, y/n," she replied, gazing at you with those beautiful big brown eyes you adored so much. softly, she placed one of her hands on top of yours, while the other slid to the nape of your neck, pulling you closer for a soft and affectionate kiss. your lips fit together perfectly, and instinctively, you wrapped your hands around her waist, drawing her even closer as she reciprocated by wrapping her arms around your neck.

after a few more seconds, you both separated to catch your breath, but as you rested your forehead against hers, you winced in pain.

“sshit!” you muttered, making a pained expression as you gently touched your forehead.

shauna giggled and looked at you affectionately. "stop touching it, you're gonna make it worse," she said, taking your hand in hers and interlacing your fingers.

"c'mon, let's go home and get you cleaned up," she suggested, pulling you close and giving your bruise a feather-light kiss.

u’re amazing for having this thought, i loved writing this blurb so much 😭

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[batbabydamian]

🦇🐥 Batman and Robin (2023) #5 rambling and a conspiracy theory lol

tbh this is the most exciting issue for me since…the first one 💀 i’m going to talk about the story and art separately because Nikola Cizmesija’s one of my favorite action focused comic artists so this issue’s a treat 😭

Alfred used to mediate during a lot of Bruce and Damian’s early relationship, so it’s refreshing to see Bruce take more initiative involving himself in Damian’s life even if it’s for a case lol

a couple instances of Alfred’s fatherly support on behalf of Bruce and Damian from Batman and Robin (2011) #2, 4, 39 and Teen Titans (2016) #1

Damian seems to take Bruce's involvement more as a sign he’s not reliable rather than Bruce finally just. being around to help him. which is fair 😭

this is complementary to Cizmesija’s art, but i love this half of the page so bad 😭 the negative space and the shaded foreground with Damian mid-run gives this feeling of time kinda stopping for us to really feel the impact of Damian’s entrance AND the effect it has on Bruce, like!! that wide eyed expression in the below panel!! 😭

Bruce’s quiet “you can do it, son” to A FULL BODY CHEER OF “GO, DAMIAN!” Bruce witnessing Damian be great outside of Robin, and on top of that it’s just another mundane moment that Bruce has wanted with Damian 😭

this is such a goofy bully line sdfgh though the whole “broken” bit might be a callback to Batman and Robin (2011) #1, in that Bruce is really trying to do his job as a father here or i'm likely reading way too into it

SO the “shocking ending” of Zach being Zsasz’s kid was definitely a surprise but then got me wondering what is up with Williamson doing reveals of new kids for villains lol otherwise, the hints in the issue were neat!

the tally marks!! at least tallying blocks is pretty innocent compared to kills 😭

and Damian would recognize how Zsasz moves, since he’s personally fought him before in Streets of Gotham (2009)!! very much not in a sport, but uh maybe it was to Zsasz

the art!! first a shoutout to the colorist Rex Lokus for giving Damian his green eyes and maybe melanin (it didn’t look consistent throughout so i say maybe)!! 😭 also a Talia by Cizmesija!! even though this panel calls her a “not great” teacher…💀

SUCH A FUN PAGE 😭 i’ve been into montage scenes lately lol and i love how quickly Cizmesija establishes Damian’s routine - Tues, Wed, and Fri are the funniest for me!! Damian grumpily getting lectured by his teacher in the foreground while his classmate’s still visibly steaming from the hit he took LOL, DAMIAN’S BUG EYED STARE WITH HIS SUNGLASSES UP, and then Damian looming. stealthily. in a tree. while some kid is blatantly pointing him out HAHA 😭

Cizmesija’s use of motion lines and effects when conveying movement is so cool!! the shonen manga vibes jumps out!! the smoke/dust trails following the movements; the limbs and soccer ball having a sort of blur effect with the motion lines. V COOL.

which leads to my favorite part of Cizmesija’s work - HIS IMPACT SHOTS!!

more motion lines and effects!! the splatter effects!! the arcs!! the jolting impacts!! GRRAAHH!! the setup to that impact shot of Zach's block is so great, and then following with Damian's reaction!! i almost wish that "???" wasn't there, just because that expression of stunned silence already feels so loud!!

last thoughts about Cizmesija's art is that i'm really hoping for a showdown between Damian and Zach next issue because i need to see a Damian fight scene in Nikola Cizmesija-fashion 😭 we get a taste of it with Orca and soccer but i NEED MORE LOL for now, dropping the moment when Damian overpowers Zsasz, in Batman: Streets of Gotham #11 since it was such an epic moment

okay SLAPPING MY CONSPIRACY BOARD!! so on another note Principal Stone being Shush is starting to feel like a red herring and Ms. Heather Hall could actually be Shush. Shush’s main point about Damian as his instructor was emphasizing how much potential he has, but the “wrong” influence could affect that

Stone and Hall have made the same observation about Damian’s potential, but the difference is how they address that - one wants Bruce to be more involved while the other wants Bruce to back off

Stone acknowledged Damian can take care of himself but still wants Bruce to step up in Damian’s life; Hall says it’s okay to be a helicopter parent BUT implies giving Damian space (which we already know Bruce has given so much of after Alfred’s death to the point of neglect 😭)

Hall even suggests moving Damian on to college, which would estrange Damian further. also idk how Damian kicking his teammates/bullies asses at soccer is really “making friends” lol

and of all the subjects she’s teaching, it’s AP Biology - according to the current case Batman and Robin are working on, which is centered around DNA-sequencing, it makes Hall the perfect accomplice to Langstrom

this is where my brain started reaching because i laughed at first at how specific that comparison is, but then it just made me think of how Shush’s first introduction was sniping Bruce LOL anyway, Bruce’s reaction is me 😭

one more Cizmesija appreciation panel - the lil running effects behind Damian :)

#rambling #CONTINUING CONSPIRACY THOUGHTS adding an anomaly like Zach to the soccer team would justify Damian joining them #otherwise he’d join and then he would find nothing but soccer if Stone really isn’t Shush #if im wrong then WHOOPS LOL i do find Ms. Hall's support for Damian sweet so i wouldnt mind tho Damian being wrong would suck asdfg #now that i think about it Damian going to college would be a neat development. let him study to be a veterinarian or artist or smth lol #the other action focused artist i would LOVE to see give Damian a fight scene is Daniele Di Nicuolo 😭 #I EAT HIS ART UPPP #where Cizmesija is heavily shonen manga influenced Nicuolo is heavily shonen anime influenced esp like Trigger studio artists YUM

[familyvideostevie]

hi !! can i make a request for domestic fluff with our stevie boy. i’m craving it so bad rn, literally anything from like waking up in the morning with him after moving in together to doing household chores with him - i just NEED.

also just a quick like, thank you for putting your time into this blog, i love your writing so much i think you and upsidedownwithsteve are like my top two writers for steve on this app, i cannot get enough. i dabble in writing here and there but my adhd never lets me finish my wip’s but going through and reading both of your blogs always gets me in the writing mood and i’m pretty sure you guys are the reason i’ve improved too if im being honest. anyways sorry for rambling lolz, just wanted to thank you and praise you for your work bc it’s actually amazing and im love with it <333

wow!! you are so kind to say all of those nice things!!!! <3 u r wonderful. i loooooove this idea, too! thank you for your patience <3 i just wanted to get it right, so here is folding laundry w steve! | 1.2k, fluff fluff fluff, fem!reader

Chore days with Steve are maybe your favorite days. The small apartment you're renting takes quite a bit of elbow grease to keep clean, so you tend to split up the responsibilities and tackle it all at once. Today Steve is cleaning the floors and on kitchen duty while you're handling the bathroom, dusting, and the laundry.

You've hardly seen him -- most of the morning has been you yelling back and forth from different rooms when you sneeze and he says bless you, and singing along to the radio. Every time you pass each other in the hallway Steve pauses to kiss you quick and hard, delighted as if he had no idea you'd be there.

"What're you doing here looking so pretty?" he says. "Unbelievable." In short, your chore days are full of laughter and love. After the bathroom has been scrubbed and the kitchen has been wiped and there's no more dust and Stave has swept and mopped and you've helped him vacuum you find yourself on the floor of your small living room with the basket of fresh, unfolded laundry, just waiting for him.

Okay, this is actually your favorite part: folding the laundry together. Even when Steve does the wash when you're at work or you do it in the middle of the week you both save the folding until you're together. Even if it causes some wrinkles, but who cares -- you just love to sit on the floor and talk while you do it.

"Are you waiting for me?" Steve says, folding the chord of the vacuum and shoving it into the small hall closet.

"'Course I am. But no rush."

"I've been looking forward to this all day, baby. Nothing hotter than pairing up your socks." He grins at you as he fights with the door, giving it a shove that's a little harder than necessary in his need to be on the floor with you.

"Yeah, since you just end up stealing so many of them!" He winks at you and you laugh.

"Shit, I'm so hungry." He plops down on the other side of the basket, the pile of clothes between you as he reaches for a shirt of yours and starts folding. "Cleaning is hard work."

"You say that every time we have chore day, Steve." He smirks and starts to tell you about something Robin did at work this week. Obviously talking to him is great, but you love this routine because you get to just look at him for most of it. Steve looks divine, as always, tired but happy, glowing in the afternoon light of your home. Your chest is a mess of fondness and warmth, your happiness so strong you think it must be shining out of you like sunbeams. Your fingers brush every once in a while and your cheeks heat like it's the first time. Steve wiggles his eyebrows at you whenever he finds a pair of your underwear or a bra, but he folds them tenderly the way you like even as you roll your eyes at him.

It's just laundry, but it's peaceful, it's soft, and it's your life. You're folding clothes that belong to the boy you love in the home you have together. Sometimes it feels like a dream.

"I was serious about being hungry. What do you want for dinner?" Steve asks when you reach the bottom of the basket.

"Well, I don't want us to ruin the spotless kitchen you worked so hard on." You finish off the last pair of socks -- Steve's, with cats on them.

"We could go for a drive and get some burgers. And maybe milkshakes?" He stands and stretches, the soft skin of his stomach and the dark trail of hair exposed. You don't even pretend you aren't staring. He catches you and looks down at himself. "We should probably change first."

He's in mismatched socks and boxers and a t-shirt that's been shrunk and is a little too short for him. You love him so much.

"No, I like you like that."

"Oh, you do, do you? Like me with my belly button out? I see how it is."

"I mean, I look like I got dressed in the dark." Steve reaches down to pull you up, spreading your arms over the laundry basket to look at your outfit. You're in pj pants and a t-shirt that was clearly a gas station buy -- you think Robin bought it and Steve stole it -- and no socks at all. He's looking at you like you're magic.

"Don't even get me started on how you look," he says, his voice deep and gravelly, bright eyes trailing over you. You never feel more beautiful, more wanted, more loved, than when Steve is looking at you.

"Well, good thing we have all these clean clothes," you say, pulling your hands from his to grab a pair of jeans from one of the piles for him. "Put these on. They make your ass look good. Keep the shirt, though." He flushes, flicking his hair back as he takes the Levi's from you.

"My ass always looks good!" He's pouting and you want to kiss him. You just laugh, even though he's right. He snags a pair of jean shorts for you and hands them over before he pulls on his own pants. You shed your bottoms right there in the living room and tug on the clean ones. You can feel his eyes on you the entire time, a gaze you're used to and crave even though as makes you shiver.

"Eyes to yourself, Harrington," you say sternly. "I want a burger and you will not get in my way."

"You sure about that?" He steps around the empty basket and over the piles of folded clothes to slide his palms into your back pockets. "Standing there in a shirt that's probably mine --"

"I think it's Robin's actually, Steve," you interrupt.

"--and taking your pants off in front of me?" he continues over you. "It's like you're trying to seduce me. In my own home!"

"Well, is it working?"

"It's always working, baby." You slide your hands onto his exposed midriff and feel his warm skin, the edges of the scars he no longer hides. Steve leans in to kiss you and you're smiling so wide, unable to contain the happiness. It feels impossible that you're going to spend the rest of your life this happy.

"Food, Steve!" you say against his mouth. He pulls away, a thumb coming to brush against your lower lip.

"Yeah, yeah. There are like, a million dirty things I could say right now, you know?"

"I'm sure there are, baby," you say, patting his cheek. "C'mon." You extract yourself from his hold to put your shoes on, leaving the laundry to be put away for when you're back.

"Hey," Steve says, grabbing his keys and sliding into his sneakers. He just looks at you for a second, face soft and his lips quirked into a small smile. "I love you."

"Hey," you say. "I love you back."

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[if-loki-was-a-fox]

I just randomly found ur blog and am now OBSESSED with the whole avian!mumbo concept

…….tell me everything there needs to be known abt it please I want to draw little bird boy (even tho my main way of doodlin mumbo is vampire but I WANT BIRD)

(apologies for the ramble I live laugh love moustache man)

(here's the previous avian!mumbo post for anyone curious)

It has taken me far too long to get the chance to respond to this ask and I have been so impatient because adjsaklfhaskghjd someone actually saw and enjoyed my unedited babbling about avian!mumbo :')

anyways I think I already said most of what I have coherent ideas on, and the rest is just nebulous vibes and happiness and fluff and hurt/comfort potential, but! I can share doodles and also reiterate/expand upon stuff I have already said

(putting it below a cut so I can make it soso long)

WING FLAPPIES!! I feel like this would definitely be something he'd appreciate about having wings, because I feel like it would be a more satisfying expression of emotion than like. stomping or bouncing or whatever. He would also totally struggle to control his avian body language, you can read his wings/ears/tail like a book, he's so unused to paying attention to and stifling his bird gestures. (Grian finds this beyond hilarious especially, because he can read Mumbo even better than everyone else being another avian)

His wings are red and black, though I haven't entirely decided if I'm gonna switch which goes where to make it match Grian's wings better. Since Grian is a Scarlet Macaw, Mumbo really ought to be too, but that would look just. so goofy. with his color scheme

AND SPEAKING OF LOOKING GOOFY- his wings look so silly for the first couple weeks. Until the feathers grow in properly, they're just kind of gradually more fluffy. raw chicken. wings. stuck to his back. because that's what baby parrots look like apparently! And then also pin feathers, before finally being pretty feathery bird wings

He also just accidentally passively collects the other members of Boatem's clothes. Grian does this too, but intentionally. Mumbo just does it without realizing and then gets confused about it because he doesn't understand the whole nesting thing, so someone else has to explain it to him

Oh and Mumbo tries to just go about his life without any changes or accommodations for his wings at first, because he doesn't want to ruin his clothes or generally have to change his routines. Grian and the others do not put up with this and persuade him to take proper care of the wings instead (<- this is a constant uphill battle for months)

On a more overarching note, Mumbo initially Does Not Like the wings, because they're just tiny and kind of ugly things that get in the way of his elytra and make him have to get all his shirts edited and they don't really do anything but cause him problems. Then once the wings start getting feathers and stuff and they have to start making preparations for learning to fly, it kind of becomes a bit of a bonding thing that brings Boatem together, with Mumbo starting to get used to them and accept them, and everyone else being able to help out with their care some (preening, stretches and exercises...).

Ultimately (probably sometime around HC 9), Mumbo ends up quite loving his wings in the long run. Once they're fully grown they're actually pretty impressive (since he's so tall they end up being a fair bit larger than Grian's, much to his annoyance) and Mumbo ends up putting a fair bit of effort into their upkeep and keeping them all nice looking (at least, when he's not too busy with other projects). He does still find a bunch of the other avian traits a little embarrassing (nesting, chirping, dietary restrictions, wings giving away his thoughts...) but he gets used to them.

#me answering asks #avian mumbo jumbo #avian!mumbo #mumbo jumbo #rambling about blorbos #rhyme glanced at my screen while I was writing this and accused me of writing an essay 😔 #so uh. no pressure to read the whole thing. it is kinda long :P #hc8 avian!Mumbo au #thanks pheonix!

[mandm-cringe]

Hi! For the ask game! 💛

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☆EEEH!! THANK YOU!!! <3 OKAY!

{This might get rambly and it might make no sense. I'm not great ay articulating my tjoughts in these. Gotta get the thoughts out so sorry 😅}

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🦅: How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?

Erik's friends include Gerard and Christine {I'd like to believe that he doesn't die and they're able to work things out remain friends :)}

Gerard starts with actively getting in the way, he's worried that he might have another Christine situation on his hands and that it might get both Erik and Thalia hurt so he tries to talk both of them out of it which doesn't work obviously because they're both stubborn as hell.

After that he just watches the pinning and keeps a close eye to make sure nothing goes south.

Christine is a great wingman and frequently interferes to try and get Erik and Thalia together. She cares deeply and thinks Erik deserves to have someone that loves him and makes him happy and will deliver or obtain things to help the cause and is not opposed to putting in a good word for him. Is slightly protective of Thalia because she doesn't want her to get herself in a situation like she was in, so also gently guides her, unsolicited sometimes.

Thalia's only friend is her sister who thinks it's hilarious to watch her pine and is no help at all, sitting with popcorn to watch the show lol

🫣: Who stumbled the most with their feelings around the other? How much did the other person notice?

Thalia definitely stumbled the most around him when it came to her feelings. Safe to say she was enamored by him and pretty akward about it. Erik noticed but also assumed it wasn't about him but about the 'Opera Ghost' and her previous interest in the stories.

🦋: How long did it take them to get out of the awkward early relationship stage? Have they gotten more confident around each other?

Probably a little bit actually, Thalia is super akward in any new relationship and it takes her a long time to realize she doesn't have to be. She gets attached super fast and worries she might shatter the whole relationship if she does something 'wrong.' She believes that if she loosens up he might realize she's too offbeat for him to understand and that he might find her annoying and loose interest. Erik is the same and it takes him a long time to allow himself to be comfortable. He doesn't want to drive her away, and thinks he's not good enough or deserving enough of this newfound relationship. And still harbours that akward anxiousness until Thalia sees his face and they adjust and work through that. {mainly him, Thalia doesn't really care is quick to adjust to what he needs.}

🕊️: Give just a general domestic tidbit for em (things they like about each other, routines, habits, and just overall sweet stuff)

Even years into their relationship, Thalia still leaves little drawings/notes and candy everywhere for Erik to find like when they first met.

Thalia can't sew to save her life but Erik can and will tailor her clothes for her or sew up rips.

They have separate rooms but always sleep together. They start cuddled together and end with Erik sleeping like a corpse, all straight and still and Thalia sprawled out like a starfish and turning around.

Of course the obligatory creating for eachother.

Erik composes songs for Thalia, and does alot of hands on crafts, he likes to write and has learned to bound books and also likes carving and sculpting. He's bounds sketchbooks for her and also a scrapbook {A 'crow book' to keep all her shiny trash bc she's me lol.} And occasionally carves/sculpts her bracelet charms since she wears alot of them.

Thalia paints and draws things for him or dedicated to him. She makes all her own jewelry so makes him bracelets as well, with lots of beads and dangles for him to fidget with. Also paints him masks. Occasionally decides she wants to try something new {namely knitting/crochet} and always makes him things from those side endeavors too even if they aren't good.

Both can have trouble sleepy so to help Thalia will read to Erik until he falls asleep and Erik will sing to Thalia until she falls asleep.

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[ziipzeepzop-eez]

hey zeepie! HIHIHIHII!!!!

ermmm

irl bestie headcannons? why the hell not, happy Valentine's season (or smt) a lot of this is purely imaginative, as im cautious about ppl online. I hope you feel better ❤️

if we were irl besties, I would prolly be afraid to text you a lot. id send u shitty memes and funny shit id find on Pinterest and think you would judge me about it, before seeing you happily text me back.

we would text about things happening, like gen alpha slang, or about our future. lots of intrusive thoughts from my way with frightened commentary from you

while I may be busy often, I try to fit my friends with my schedule, even if they don't match often (they go to public school) so youd be invited to Mexican parties, bday parties, skating hangouts, or even the once-in-a-life-time boy girl party.

and other times, I just want to spend time w/ you. sometimes I would invite you to the park to simply interact, or we would visit each other's house for a self care day. Everytime I see you, I just tackle you in a giant hug, as you struggle to hold me a bit.

id bring all of my favorite masks, along with the best snacks possible. you would prolly have the blankets and towels. imagine me loading up fortnite on my Nintendo as I make you an account for your tv 💀💀💀

like the 'its my first time' adult x 'imma protect you no matter what' 16 yr old trope. you'd call me cringe as I finish setting you up, and invite to my party for 3 rounds of battle royale.

we lost all three 😭.... but! but- we did get at least 9 kills on average per round, that's a win for me 👀 the opps were too strong for us 😞🫴🏾

id steal your remote as i press the tubi app, choosing some trash iteration of the monkey king. you'd laugh so hard about it the whole time, while id be rambling about the quality of CGI and the differences between modern movies.

while we talk I may poke you a bit, you swatting my hands threatening to fight. it's just smt abt tickling that makes a blk person wanna throw hands 🫠 👊🏾💥👊🏾💥other times id sooth through your hair in a spaced out silence, not really minding anything.

you'd ask about my locs sometimes, and my haircare routine. (thinking abt it now, I haven't gotten my hair done in almost a month 💀) so you'd prolly ask why my roots are so fluffy instead of rolled up. a smile would com across your face as I continue to explain, telling you about the palm rolling + clipper process, the dangers of water, and oil buildup. you laugh as I tell you about my dream to dye my roots neon green, keeping my tips pink.

(fun fact: [and this could apply to every hair type, but especially locs] when you leave water in locs w/o drying properly, you could literally grow matted mold. it can become very smelly and strong, because hair in general ESPECIALLY CONJOINED HAIR soaks up water like a fuckin towel. and if you arent careful about the products u use/what products you use, and how often you wash your hair, it can cause oil buildup pretty easily.

im not sure why, but when I add water to my hair, my scalp dries up and it starts to shed 😭😭 I SWEAR I USE OIL-)

and sometimes ill disappear for a month. it won't be on purpose of course! as soon as I get my phone in my hands, I'm racing to send you my entire meme bank, making you cackle during the early hours of the morning.

and when we can't meet up, well just ramble to each other over call, or play shitty Roblox obbies on discord. throw writing ideas, communicate, au's fictional and irl, existential dread, carpet fuzz. anything really!

and we would be really good friends too- like, top tier verbalization, positive affirmations, and happiness all the way ❤️

the only thing I could think of you and me arguing about is the use of my n word tendencies for stupid things. or my procrastination-

but other than that, being your irl bestie would be awesome! id make sure of it ❤️

ohh uhym

just, uh, aha- gimme a second? chippy?- babe– ,,

[scampers away behind a conveniently placed bush, curls down into a squatting ball so only the back of my head is visible] Guueuuueeeeeeeeghehehgehegheeeghhhh,,, gaaaaasp– ghhhhhuuuuuuueeeerrrrrghhhhgehegeheeeeghehhhnngh 😭😭😭

THIS IS!! SO!! 😭😭 THIS!! 💥☝🏾 CHIP. 😫 CHIP. 😭 CHIPPY?? CHIPPYYYYYY 👹

I read this groggily after waking up from my sadness-induced nap and it immediately, IMMEDIATELY !!! ... made me smile. Like, so so big. SO, so BIG!!!

Aaaand I am so, MAD, that we don't know each other irl because?? I need this?? In my life??? I've,,, ALWAYS needed someone like this??????? & to finally have her!! But she is not here IN FRONT OF ME FOR ME TO HAVE AS THE BESTEST BESTIE EVER??? IT SHOULD BE A SIN PUNISHABLE BY INSTANT LIGHTNING STRIKE DEATH FROM GOD HIMSELF JKHHJHJHDJBSHDJHJ 👹😭🤬💔💔 LIKE I AM- FEENING FOR THIS ☝🏾 FRIENDSHIP EXACTLY GRUUURAGAHAGAAAAAAGHHHH

Like why are you not here in front of me rn?? WHy, *chokes* do you not live across from me in my lil ghetto ass neighborhood where the only thing that'd motivate me to go outside is you calling to me from my window?? Like it's not fair it simply isn't fair as a matter of fact, i think it's racist that we aren't irl friends like and ALL OF THIS DURING O U R MONTH likeeee. *sucks teeth* seems sketchy to me bro 😤💔 [I continue to ramble if only to shield the sounds of my heart shattering quite loudly in the background]

THE TUBI PART DID IT FOR ME 😭😭 HOW DO YOU KNOW I'VE SEEN THE CRUDDY REITERATIONS OF THE MONKEY KING??? I'd palette it MUCH more easier if it were you watching it with me instead of my parents :'')) I'm the type to crack up obnoxiously during movies and shows - our chaotic energy would bounce of e/o seamlessly and we'd be our own movie fr 🎬🤣

I ain't no gamer but I'd do it for you bookie. even if the opps did get us in the end. we did our best, trust 😞✊🏾 magic of friendship always prevails, feel me?

And !! Girl !! Black girl hair knowledge 😍💅🏾✨ AAAAAAAAAA!!! FROTHING AT THE MOUTH FOR IT SJDKDJ (/ns btw ksjsjsj just as a forewarning 😭😭💀 you get me girl) PLEASEEE I don't have thoroughly kinky hair, since i'm mixed so i never got the whole concept of it and anytime I'm bein made aware of afro-centric hair care i EAT THAT ISH UPPPPPPP. u're my new knowledge plug. like, this was edumacational. AND HONESTLY I THINK YOU HELPED ME TOO??? 🤣 I get reeeally bad buildup sometimes but I think it's because I air dry my hair, not really much at all!! :')) yes yes i know, cue the screams of horror. 💀 I SWEARRRR I'M LEARNING AND GROWING I JUST NEED TO USE MY BLOWDRYER JKJKS

AAAAAAAA we'd dye our hair together!!! 😍 that's honestly such a cute color combo, wholly underrated !! my tenderheaded self, but I'm a sucker for people stroking my hair/head bcuz it rarely happens nowadays 😭

sitting in comfortable silence? casual healthy platonic affection? posting up when you tryna start somethin with them pokes and tickles?? 😔✊🏾 yes please yes to all of it.

fr tho you can catch this fade if you keep tryin me bbygirl i be screeching like a banshee jsjsjsjss

UGHGHHHHHHHGGGGGGHHHHH the ✨positive reaffirmations and 🩷verbalization of love🩷✨

Like this a whole dream.

,,,real images of me caught in 8K UHD surround sound 32 Gigs ram, HDR GEFORCE RTX, TI-80 texas instruments, Triple A duracell battery ultrapower 100 Cargador Compatible iPhone 1A 5 W 1400 + Cable 100% 1 Metro Blanco Compatible iPhone 5 5 C 5S 6 SE 6S 7 8 X XR XS XS MAX GoPro hero 1 2 terabyte xbox series x Dell UltraSharp 49 Curved Monitor - U4919DW Sony HDC-3300R 2/3" CCD HD Super Motion Color Camera, 1080p Resolution Toshiba EM131A5C-SS Microwave Oven with Smart Sensor, Easy Clean Interior, ECO Mode and Sound On/Off, 1.2 Cu. ft, Stainless Steel HP LaserJet Pro M404n Monochrome Laser Printer with Built-in Ethernet (W1A52A) GE Voluson E10 Ultrasound Machine LG 23 Cu. Ft. Smart Wi-Fi Enabled InstaView Door-in-Door Counter-Depth Refrigerator with Craft Ice Maker GFW850SPNRS GE 28" Front Load Steam Washer 5.0 Cu. Ft. with SmartDispense, WiFi, OdorBlock and Sanitize and Allergen - Royal Sapphire Kohler K-3589 Cimarron Comfort Height Two-Piece Elongated 1.6 GPF Toilet with AquaPiston Flush Technology:

......,,,, SOmeone should hELP her. 🧍👀

[clears throat and composes myself]

Ahhh, my Chippy Choco Chip girl. You are already such bestie material online, I can only imagine how viscerally that translates to in person :'')))

If I can get a little personal here?? Ever since I was young, I wished and prayed and begged, for a friend. Like, a GOOD friend. A best friend. Someone who'd be there for me and actually want to spend time with me; oh you have no idea how much you healed little me typing this out, Chips (´；ω；｀) Tumblr, our moots as a whole have also healed the little Lilo in me and have simultaneously become my Stitch. :'))

This is the bestest thing I could've received for Valentine's (and yes I'm considering it as my valentine's/galentine's gift from u 🤨 problem?? *chkt chkt* ???..... yeah i didn't think so 😌. thank you.) and I am just. BLESSED. 🙏🏾😫

THANK YOU JESUS. JEHOVAH. GOD. ELOHIM. FOR, AT USER ITSYAGIRLCHIP. MY CHIPPY CHOPPY GIRL.

I love you pookie. ❤❤🫶🏾🫶🏾 Thanks for making me smile so hard my face almost stayed permanently that way today.

#"૮₍ •⤙•˶|✉️ beep! inbox! ˎˊ˗ #⸝⸝ ꒰ my best girl chipㆍ₊⊹❣🍪 #and that one is here to stay. #i'll make sure of it. #love you girl #i rlly do #saving this in a whole new linked page like frfr

[takaispog]

Peter Kennedy Headcanons :o]

Just wanted to express my love for him and I'm going to start off the love train with some headcanons!! I'm literally Peter Kennedy's biggest fan I'm not even kidding you.

Peter Kennedy [he/she/they]:

A gay, trans man, Peter only married Caroline for the family [t4t couple]. And, as it turns out, Caroline was a lesbian who also married for her family. So, they stayed friends after getting divorced.. before Peter fucking died.

Standing at about 5'2, he's the runt of the family!! He was born early and wasn't supposed to pull through, but he did!! His full name, due to his luck, is Peter "Clover" Kennedy.

Despite her height, she's still rather buff, and manages to keep up with a workout routine she's had ever since she was a teenager!! She makes up for what she lacks in height with muscles, able to lift twice her weight, maybe even more.

Peter took after Mom Kennedy more than Dad Kennedy, so Peter is black, and got the vitiligo trait from Grandmother Kennedy.

They're a family man, loving their family with their entire heart. They're incredibly protective over who they deem as family, even more with actual family, and will literally kill themselves to protect those they care about.

[tw: mention of abuse] Despite being a family man, he actually comes from a bad home. His father was more physical with him than their mother, but they both mistreated and abused him. It was always kept a secret from Jack and Dee, Peter not wanting them to know because he hated stressing his family out. [he has a scar on his face from his father]

Always pushed to succeed, Peter developed an unhealthy obsession with needing to help and work. If she isn't sleeping or talking with somebody, she's most likely doing something, like cleaning, cooking, or just work in general. The rare times she stops to take a break, she's buzzing and twitching for something to do. Her family and friends are helping her break this nasty habit.

Peter tends to rock on their heels whenever they were stressed or nervous about something, or they would wring their hands together and roll their shoulders back.

Peter has anxiety and PTSD from things he suffered from during his childhood and all the stuff that happened during DSAF. He tends to freak out around glass bottles, rats, pink things, screaming and slamming. He also hates feeling constricted due to his springlock accident.

She has the 'tism!! And has a huge hyperfixation on plants and space. She'd ramble for hours about plant facts and which plants are her favorite, or how big space is and how cool it is. She knows every planet by heart, her favorite is Pluto.

They had children with Caroline, wanting to carry on the Kennedy name for their parents. Caroline also wanted children, so they both agreed on having at least one.. they had two. The children are named Dusty [they/them] and Cassidy [she/they]. They lost Cassidy to Henry before dying themselves.

He hated Steven for the longest time after they were all revived. He also hated the fact he had to room with the man, and hated the fact Steven made him smile sometimes or blush and hide his face. He fell in love, by the way.

She watches My Little Pony on weekends with Jack and Dee. They tend to have show marathons or movie marathons during the weekends, but it's mostly My Little Pony [it's Peter's favorite show].

Traits from being a Phone Guy:

Before their death, they looked like a normal human. Rounded ears, completely green eyes, etc. But after being revived for a second chance at life, things from their phone head remained with them. One eye was turned red, their teeth sharpened a bit, their ears were pointed, the extension cord tail remained, and a red cord attached to their ear and down to their neck. A constant reminder they aren't fully human, nor will they ever be again, but they live with it. It's nothing too big, so they don't care much.

The model he was made into was one of a kind from his generation due to him being one of the first of said generation. The factory experimented with things that seemed good for a phone guy, so not many have two of the qualities listed below:

The ability to "purr". This was supposed to happen only sometimes. It was supposed to alert the phone guy by emitting a low rumbling noise in their chest that would rise to their throat that something was wrong with their phone head, but Peter tended to do it often. Basically, being more of a test than an actual product, this trait glitched and now she was able to do it whenever. Mostly when relaxed or happy, but it can happen when she's stressed.

An extension cord tail. It's supposed to be plugged into a wall to charge the phone guy, and that's exactly how it worked for Peter, thank god. After being revived, however, it served more as a nuisance due to the fact they no longer needed to be charged. It mostly dragged along the floor, but recently, it gained a little more energy, wagging or twitching randomly. It's slowly turning into a tail that a dog or cat would have. Kinda cute.

Quick face design:

I didn't want to draw a body but he's a cutie pie and I wanted to show you guys how I imagine him so here you go!!

Ending notes:

Hope you all enjoyed my Peter Kennedy headcanons!! I love this man with my entire heart and I'd die for him tbh. I don't see enough love for him and I want to see it now!!

That's about it!! Thank you for reading <3

#dsaf #dsaf 1 #dsaf 2 #dsaf 3 #dayshift at freddy's #dsaf peter #peter kennedy #peter dsaf #im in love with him i swear #dsaf jack #dsaf dee #adding them cause they were mentioned #steven dsaf #he could punch my teeth in and id thank him tbh.. #idk who said that i was hacked

[jattazo]

hello tumblr i'm going to ramble about an OC now

my brain is being Shitty and Mean and A Bit Rude to me today, so i'm gonna make myself feel better by talking about some worldbuilding and lore stuff surrounding one of my favorite d&d OCs: Froyin!

featuring this beautiful art made by the wonderful @majixium

froyin is a kobold i made for a friend's campaign and she's very near and dear to my heart if only because i think she is very sweet and cute and sometimes that's the vibe ya wanna project yourself onto y'know?

in the world froyin hails from, there are a multitude of different kobold clans, each with their own societal norms and such. hers is the Clan of The Endscale: a group of kobolds who took up refuge long ago under the watchful eyes and wings of an ancient black dragon.

as time went on, the dragon became more and more hostile towards them, viewing them as leeches more than worshipers. this led the dragon to begin acting much more antagonistically towards the clan, and eventually outright fighting the clan as a whole.

through a stroke of what was probably pure luck, the clan managed to triumph over the dragon, and now bares its legacy in their name: Endscale. the clan that took down a dragon on its own.

their modern day society is somewhat matriarchal, extremely organized, and very strongly tied to tradition. i made a little flowchart showing the hierarchy of the clan actually, here it is:

so anyways, the way things work is basically like... until you reach maturity, you're not really expected to do anything besides learn from others in the clan about whatever. you aren't locked into a Sib or anything just because that's where your family might be.

once a kobold reaches maturity, their right horn is shaved down in a mix of celebration and as a way to tell where their position is in the clan. once you have your horn shaved, you're expected to start seriously considering where you truly want to be in the clan in regards to Sibs or other roles.

after a while, and after a kobold has trained and learned enough to earn a title and place in the clan, whether that's something as simple as being a Gatherer or as high ranking as being a Scribe, that's when they get their other horn shaved down.

the shaving of the second horn is celebrated even more than that of the first. it gets brought down to match wherever the first had grown back out to, so they can grow out together normally from there, but that's not the important part. the important part is that once that happens, it solidifies that kobold's place in the clan for pretty much the rest of their lifespan.

with this in mind, it's extremely rare to see older kobolds that have asymmetrical horns unless they had some intense battle wound or something. it's less uncommon for younger 'bolds though, since they're still sorta finding their place.

anyways, back to Froyin. Froyin is still a very young kobold overall, having only had her first horn shaved down maybe a couple months prior to the start of the campaign she's from. it's fairly common for kobolds to venture outside the clan's territory while in this phase of their life, but Froyin's story is a little different.

Froyin had been a natural spellcaster from a very young age. wow no way a sorcerer who's a natural spellcaster, who's ever seen that before? she planned on going into the role of a guard since she knew she'd be able to use her magic more openly there, as well as help protect the clan with it.

while she was out shadowing a guard patrol one day however, she stumbled upon something strange. a discarded black dragon's scale, seemingly ripe with a strange magical energy she'd not experienced before. pocketing it and bringing it back with her, she didn't really mention it for the rest of the patrol.

when she was back in the village though, the guards took her through the routine patrol process of reporting findings and such to the higher ups. this was when she mentioned the scale. it was no secret that she was a spellcaster, so when she mentioned that she could tell it had magical energy of some kind, it was submitted for review by a more practiced spellcaster.

eventually, this made its way all the way up to the priestess of the clan, which is where things went south real fast. the priestess called a public meeting of the clan, wherein she publicly announced that Froyin had "knowingly" brought the will of the ancient black dragon back to them.

Froyin, just as confused as everybody else, had no fucking idea what was going on. unlike everybody else though, she wasn't frightened by this announcement since she didn't really see the scale as evil. it wasn't controlling her or anything, this isn't some One Ring situation.

one thing led to another, and she was effectively exiled from the clan entirely and forced to take the scale with her. she was instructed not have her second horn shaved down as a mark of shame for what calamity she'd nearly brought about, and off she went.

her parents protested, given she was so young she must not have understood what was going on, but the decision was final. she was given anything her family could give her on the way out, including her staff, and just like that she was alone.

Froyin ended up wandering for a long time, using what little scavenging skills she had to keep herself fed, but eventually found a small village to take shelter in. she attempted to offer simple services to earn coin, like being a farmhand or cleaning people's clothes for them, but ran into a pretty big roadblock:

Froyin did not speak Common.

her clan was somewhat isolationist, and spoke in their native tongue above anything else. she was never taught any other language. thankfully, perhaps due to her age and attitude, the people of the village were kind enough to understand she needed help.

slowly but surely, over the course of a month or two, she began learning very basic common while helping around the village with various odd-jobs. by the time the actual campaign starts, she'd have a fairly strong understanding of most common, though she still couldn't speak it perfectly.

something she has yet to understand however is just how right the village was about that dragon's scale. that's something she'll get to learn about much much later in the story.

i'm not really sure what else to say besides i love Froyin so much, she is a precious little creature who deserves nothing but good. :)

WAIT NO I DIDN'T GET TO TALK ABOUT THE MAGIC SHE USES okay okay okay so here's the thing-

Froyin is able to tap into a very special type of magic called Negentropy. if chaos and evil and entropy and all that were put into a single type of magic, this would be its polar opposite. it is the Right to the universes Wrong, the Up to its Down.

negentropy can be used to heal the sick, to mend the broken, to bring life to the withered, to spring plants, shine armor, all sorts of different stuff that would be categorized under "good :)" for lack of a better term

she doesn't have some crazy godlike capability or anything like that, but this magic is incredibly versatile and incredibly important because it's like the one single thing that can combat an ancient evil magic successfully.

that magic is something that thankfully has been mostly eradicated from the world, but with that in mind, so was Negentropy 👀 if one of those is back in somebody's hands, then...

all the lore behind where those magics came from, and the things tied to THAT are for a whole different post that i wouldn't even be the one to write. that'd be up to @uprising-trolls to handle ;3c

#dnd oc #kobold #lore dump #oc lore #worldbuilding #fantasy writing #oops this post ended up longer than i expected it to be #enjoy the read LOL

[kindan-no-kanojo]

Hi admin I got a question ! Do you have a favorite trope for Scarlett ships? how many are there. I love your blog btw!

Hi Anon! First of all, I'm glad you enjoy this mess of a blog dfgfg 😭💕 You're very sweet! To answer your question, I don't really have a favorite trope for these? It depends on the muses tbh, I can enjoy some enemies to lovers as much as mutual pining if the chemistry is there dfjd. I was vague with the ship meme ig but maybe I can elaborate a little on the kind of AUs we have here?

As for how many... so many. SDJK possibly around 6. After finishing the list I concluded they are actually 7, 8 with the canon ship (not included in this one but I rambled a bit about it here) and I added one honorable mention. I'll take this chance to ramble endlessly about them so buckle up 😤. Since you mentioned it, I tried to assign a trope to each of these that might describe their dynamic? Tried. sdfkj they are so different, let's see here:

SORRY FOR THE TAGS IN ADVANCE 😭

💥. I'll start with the heaviest lmao. The first AU ship ever was Rukilett (w/ @ruki--mukami), which was a hell of a ride. I think the slowest burn ship of all yet, but also the darkest, and the most resolved??? It started pretty civil, until he realized that she maybe, sorta, kinda, perhaps isn't into all the Master/Slave Livestock thing and when she said she didn't like pain she kinda meant it 🗿 DFGJDG So punishing her by biting her all over and traumatizing her a lil while she was restrained wasn't,,, the best way to go LMAO. It was a ride fr, it wasn't at all planned (but is anything ever-). They became pretty hostile towards each other afterwards ofc, or, well, she was actually the hostile one while he was rather awkward. Eventually Ruki began to feel remorseful and Scarlett just wanted revenge, blood, war, his head on her wall and so on(?). Even got help from another muse to maybe get back at him but it never worked in the end. Jas and I interacted for a little over a year and this back and forth drama that eventually evolved into what I call unrequited hate, lasted around 10 months out of that time I think? ~10 IRL months of unrequited hate dfjkgd. They (she) eventually started to soften up when she noticed that he was genuinely regretful and losing hope in trying to fix things to get their relationship back to a more peaceful point; so they made a truce when Scarlett acknowledged that hard feelings weren't taking them anywhere. They finally got their first consensual kiss (lmao) on Pocky day last year, giving an end to the triggering arc. We all cried. Idk how new or old you're to the blog but I have a whole Masterlist for Rukilett's journey if you want to see what I'm talking about dgdg. If you've ever heard of TW: Rukilett, yeah. Now they are back to just Rukilett thank god.

🎎. After that we have more light-hearted ones (kinda) 💕 like Scarina (w/ @iricathel 's Irina) , which actually was born lowkey in the shadows within another AU of Jas' Ruki (ever heard of Harem!Ruki? That's a whole other can of worms right there). They found some common ground and became besties and got a little too close but hey that's Friendship™ 😩 They are both oblivious of the fact that some things aren't just your usual bestie routine but what do I know 🏃🏻‍♀️ They would be Friends to lovers if they ever take a step further. But for now they are besties that are equally bossy and equally fabulous—

🔫. Then we have Myslett (w/ @mino-diabolik 's Mystic), which is the opposite of unresolved tension lmao. If there's any tension between them they resolve that shit 🗿 FDGJDG. Scarlett showing up at the worst time possible around Mystic led her to an almost certain death more than once, more than twice, even. But she sticks to him because weirdly enough, he hasn't really hurt her. Yeah her life was always in danger but it doesn't hurt (?). They currently have a Friends with benefits dynamic, another case of besties getting too close but they somehow got even closer GDGDH But what are friends for amirite 🏃🏻‍♀️✨

🍪. Vivilett (w/ @sutcliffe-v 's Virek) is a very particular one! More developed outside of Tumblr, it's based on how Virek would meet Crowlett often and befriend her, but he's completely unaware of the fact that Scarlett, also his friend, is the person behind the crow (?). I mean how would anyone know- But that somehow stresses Scarlett because he's got these two friends but it's actually the same person but is it really necessary to let him know?? What if he finds out and gets angry? What if he thinks she's crazy? Well, who knows, really. For now, Virek has two friends and spoils Crowlett with shiny and tiny gifts uwu. Idk what their dynamic would be called fdgdkg maybe it's your classic miscommunication trope but more wholesome (?).

🍴. No one knows what's going on with Ryuulett (w/ @fruit-of-infidelity 's Ryuuto), but I think they are onto something. Can't quite put my finger on it but. Like. A Vampire and a Ghoul meet up. They have a snack. The end. ???????? Do you expect me to believe this!!! fkjsfs Nah but idk who's bolder here but they aren't letting the other win in whatever game they are playing and I mean 🍿🍿 I love these two tbh, bc they actually have this weird tension building from a cute set of coincidences of them randomly snacking together??? And yeah they have kissed a few times but what does that even mean here????? What is happening 😭?? dfjkshf I feel like it's some kind of slow burn but one wrong (or right?) move and the kitchen is suddenly on fire—

💖. And speaking of slow burn, ConLett (w/ @kurosawa-family 's Convoitise) is the exact opposite of that. LJGHD I'm genuinely impressed with how quick he managed to turn her into a blushy mess without even trying??? Seems like the answer was kindness all along, who would have thought!!!! Free therapy with Paniclett and Simpcon, I'm soff— I'd go with mutual pining here because even though Scarlett has no clue what is going on now, she can't deny there's Things™ that she feels that are impossible to ignore, and Convoitise is not even trying to hide it lmao. She might try to fight the soff but he smiles once and she's done for. How did this happen fr KGJD.

💫. A more recent one is Scardion (w/ @gasotea 's Gwydion) which also looks like a slow burn but going towards a more wholesome direction. They are pretty much opposite poles, but Scarlett finds some peace in Gwydion's presence, which makes her more playful and annoying relaxed around him, something he can barely stand fghfjdh. She's flirty and feisty and he's very reserved and caring (and ace!!!!) so this could be a very interesting match imo. I can think of them as a fluff pair, but it could change overtime, we'll see uwu.

🔗. A special addition because even though they haven't had the best of times as of late, Megan ( @mchallwrites ) is one of the most long-term relationships Scarlett had in this blog, although as a friendship in her eyes. Sadly, everything went south when Megan confessed on Christmas, something Scarlett was not prepared for at all and thus she could not respond accordingly. It led to a dark unrequited love, considering that it drove Megan to insanity and now Scarlett feels pretty unsafe around her. I feel bad for them, but while its potential to solve seems very low, I'm interested to see how they develop, if they ever do. I hold onto the thought that all arcs just happened, pretty unprompted, so with all their ups and downs, maybe something might come out of this. Although, they have to be careful.

And I think that's pretty much it, PHEW. I'm not including simple friendships or other peeps that are yet to interact further, but ofc if this list changes in some way, I'm here for it 💕 While writing this I was so impressed to see that tropes barely overlap, I think that's beautiful fdgdh. Thank you for your question Anon, and if you read all the way through or you were tagged, special smooch for you. love you 💕

#📭Asklett #Scarlett Wakahisa #Diabolik Lovers OC #👻. Anon #.we dont talk about how LONG this took me 😭 #.ik it's from yesterday but i had to sit down and analyze(? a LOT #. for HOURS but it was worth it 😤💕 love them all #💥. Rukilett #🎎. Scarina #🔫. Myslett #🍪. Vivilett #🍴. Ryuulett #💫. Scardion #💖. ConLett #🔗Megan #.the 4th wall whispers. . . | 𝒪𝒪𝒞

[minheeology]

could never hate you ➳ jay park.

pairing : nonidol!jay x gn!reader

in this work : angst, implied breakup, mentions of cheating, reminiscing on old memories, heartbreak.

a/n : i'm making my triumphant return with this admittedly shitty piece.. however, i really do want to get back to writing. i miss being here and i miss everyone. i hope you guys didn't forget about me. this is kinda based off my own very recent experiences so... yeah. i've been going through hell lately, so i'm trying to cope by writing i guess... okay i'll stop rambling here. enjoy!

listen to: male fantasy by billie eilish.

you fell in love with jay park on a warm spring day.

the two of you had been friends for a while, and eventually it blossomed into something more. everyone had seen it coming - everyone besides you two, that is.

you were in denial that somebody like jay could love someone like you. you saw jay like some sort of god, like somebody who was above everybody else. he was good looking, kind, charming.. he was everything anyone could ever want, yet somehow, you were lucky enough to call him yours.

you two became more inseperable than before. you had every class together, you ate lunch together every day, and you'd often spend the night together. everything was perfect, and you started picturing a future with jay. you weren't really sure if you wanted a family, but if you were to have one, you wanted it to be with jay.

he'd be the perfect father, you thought.

two years had gone by and you thought things were going good. in your mind, it didn't feel like it had been that long. to you, you two were still in the honeymoon phase. everything jay did and said still gave you butterflies, and you trusted him with your whole being.

if only you knew that trusting him would be your greatest mistake.

coming home after a day of work, you opened the door to jay's apartment. you figured he knew you were coming over, considering it was basically a routine at this point.

jay did not know you were coming over, you assume. because if jay knew, he would have never invited that girl over. he would have never been kissing her the way he kissed you. he would have never told her he loved her while you were right around the corner.

at first, you were frozen. you couldn't bring yourself to move. you told yourself it was a mistake, that jay was just playing a huge prank on you. of course, deep down, you knew the truth. you knew jay park had betrayed you.

and so, trying to save the last bit of dignity you had left, you walked out of his apartment, and out of his life forever.

a month had gone by, and you hadn't heard from jay at all. you assume he heard the door close behind you, and decided that was the end. the lack of closure hurt you more than you'd like to admit, but you knew it was for the best. after all, he was the one in the wrong, not you.

despite everything, though, part of you still wished he would come back to you and apologize. part of you wanted nothing more than to hold him in your arms and kiss him again. part of you knew that you could never hate him, and that's what hurt the most,

loving him even though you shouldn't.

#enhypen #enhypen drabbles #enhypen angst #jay park #enhypen jay #park jongseong #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #lee heeseung #jake sim #sim jaeyun #sim jaeyoon #park sunghoon #enhypen heeseung #enhypen jake #enhypen sunghoon #kim sunoo #enhypen sunoo #yang jungwon #enhypen jungwon #enhypen niki #enhypen ni-ki #nishimura riki #enhypen riki

[sixsoulsredone]

Patience and perseverance had known each other for a long time. Years and years.

They'd first met at the bus stop to go to school. Patience's dad tagged along every day, making sure his kid safely got aboard the bus. Perseverance had grown accustomed to doing most everything by themself. Independence is nice, yet lonely.

They had no classes together, and perseverance didn't like people sitting next to them on the bus. So they rarely spoke, except in small, "hello!"s and "Good morning"s. And the occasional "bye!"s, "good afternoon"s.

On the first day of middle school, they still shared the same bus stop. But something changed. Patience's father walked her to the bus stop, but he no longer stayed. Perseverance seemed more approachable. More comfortable with themself.

Lacking someone to ramble to, patience decided her victim would be the perseverance, who already seemed annoyed by by the mere fact that she was so happy and talkative so early in the morning.

"Hello!" Exclaimed patience, "how are you? Why is your face like that? Why aren't you happy to be here?"

Perseverance covered their eyes for a moment. They were trying to think of excuse not to talk to her but lacked one.

"It's just early. How can you dare to be like this right now? What did your dad put in your breakfast red bull?" They asked, voice tinged with tired ness and an annoyance that patience was not yet accustomed to. Patience grinned anyway, padding perseverance multiple times.

"You're just a Grumpy Gus, that's okay, I'm going to make sure today is the best day ever for you. We're gonna be bestest friends ever." The shorter kid rambled, bouncing excitedly as they waited for the bus. The taller kid resisted the urge to groan.

"Best friends are for people who lack intelligence." They say boredly.

"In- tell-a-gants?" The shorter girl asked, bewildered by the word. "How'd the gants get in the tell?" She asked, grinning crookedly. Perseverance rolled their eyes. It had only been 10 minutes, but they had had enough with this girl. They tried to relate silently for the bus, but the girl kept rambling.

She rambled on and on and on about sports, about her favorite colors, about her new school supplies about this about that. About what subject she's excited for this year? About all the favorite things that she's going to enjoy. Oh, did you hear that this year they replaced one of the teachers?

Perseverance own patience grew thin. They sighed with relief when they saw the bus, quickly climbing aboard. They headed to the back so they could get a seat alone. But patience had followed them once again, unfortunately. She sat beside him and didn't leave them alone until they got to school, even desecrating one of their new notebooks with a sticker. Thankfully, they had different first period classes. Perseverance had never been so thankful in their life to get away from someone.

This became routine. They'd wait for the bus, get on the bus, and ride it together until they got to school. For the first year, they didn't have class together. And yet patience still managed to endeared themselves to pet perseverance. Perhaps it's because she didn't treat them any differently than any other person, unlike their classmates who had started to.

Middle school, they quickly found out that they were considered 'The Weird Kids' for stuff they couldn't help. Like for having a single parent and being a little bit chatty, or the cardinal sin of wanting to be yourself. It was all the same to the other kids who had a particular way they wanted their social structure.

That was fine with perseverance and patience. They became their own social structure. They became each other's friends instead of wanting to be their friends.

By the end of middle school, they decided they didn't want to be separated. They were inseparable always with each other. Always at each other's houses, they were practically siblings.

Despite living so close to each other, they realized that when they got to high school, they wouldn't go to the same school because of how the districts were set up. This was simply unacceptable on many levels. So, to avoid the inevitable, they tried, studied, and did their hardest work to get into private schools to get scholarships to go anywhere as long as it was together.

They still thought private schools would be terrible. But at least it'd be a type of terrible they could manage together.

But sometimes, even when you try your hardest and do your best, you don't always end up with the outcome you want.

#page 1 #six souls oc #undertale oc #cam #sid #patience #perseverance

[flame-shadow]

OKAY im gonna ramble about Mossy Fool, my beloved. this will not be comprehensive, and some of what i've said about him previously has been adjusted or changed. no big deal. it's good to develop characters and reassess parts that might've been a bit rough in a previous pass. i'll try to include images occasionally but they'll mostly be reused from stuff i've already posted

yahoo here we go!

a few quick facts:

- he was a moss knight devoted to unn. he cared [and still does care] deeply for his god and his kin.

- he has always been prone to violence but not in a malicious way. he is enthusiastic, energetic, strong, and can get carried away easily.

- he took in the Infection willingly to get a size and strength buff while he was in the Colosseum. this also affected his moss cloak.

- he had a name, but he doesn't remember it. he is The Mossy Fool and most people just call him Mossy. he doesn't seem bothered by this. [depending on who he interacts with in the "postgame" and how they bond, he can start to be bothered by this lack of a true name. i have explored this via RPs but i don't know how it would manifest in a no-other-people's-characters version of his story]

- between the Infection, the Colosseum, and head injuries, mossy doesn't remember a lot of his past, and he has a hard time remembering things in the short term either. he's had bugs he teamed up with in the Colosseum, but he doesn't remember them now. he's probably made commitments and promises that he no longer remembers making nor who they were made to. he doesn't remember much of his culture. it is mostly through routine that he has managed to remember unn - after every battle, he repaints his shield, both to cover any scratches and as a calming ritual and reminder.

Sometimes I'm a bit vague on the details of how he's managed to not be consumed by the Colosseum. It's sort of a plot contrivance but whatever. I explain it as Unn calling to him like she does for all her other children based off some of the dream nail dialogue we get in the game.

mossy is a self-indulgent character who sometimes gets special privileges because i like him a lot heehee

okay but what im kinda emo about today is how his life would've been so much different [and arguably better] if things had gone a little bit differently while he was still a moss knight. because if he'd been able to develop better self control earlier, he wouldn't have accidentally killed a fellow knight in a minor scuffle and been sent out. that had been the final straw after many warnings and attempts at helping him and training him to be more careful. if he couldn't keep from harming his kin, then he couldn't be trusted to protect them.

and that's what sends him seeking places to fight where he doesn't have to be as careful and can actually go all out and have fun. he finds that in the Colosseum. oh, he had a lot of fun there...

but! if he'd managed to rein himself in. if he'd managed to control his tendencies a little better...

he was well suited to become a paladin. he's always had strong devotion and connection to unn. he could have become something more than a knight. he wouldn't have let a rank like that get to his head. he'd have been happy and proud of his duties and responsibilities. he'd have had a positive impact on his tribe. his affinity with plants could've developed well and he could've had a less invasive connection.

....also, he could've been a boss fight akin to hive knight guarding vespa. Moss Paladin. he'd have two phases, and the second phase would have vines and thorns and be very cool.

however, because he was kicked out, he had the opportunity to explore more of Hallownest than just Greenpath, he was able to meet other bugs and be exposed to other languages and cultures. he suffered a lot at the Colosseum, but it also fulfilled him in many ways.

and now that he's older, a tiny bit wiser, and a good deal less likely to accidentally kill another person, he can interact and bond with people he never would've had the chance to otherwise.

and although it's awkward for a while, he can visit his home. and once he has shed his fool's armor, he'll be welcomed back. The Infection did a number on the ranks of the moss knights, and having someone who has so much battle experience would be helpful to both protect his home and people and to help build up the ranks again.

i had something else i said, but then tumblr ate it and some of what i had typed just above, so that's cool. i'll just end here before more stuff potentially disappears. bleh

final fun fact! i used to draw moss knights with four eyes, and mossy had two of his injured from a slash which went diagonally across his face. i decided to simplify his design to only one pair of eyes, so now he's only got one eye.

i love this man idk how well this comes through cuz rambling on tumblr feels a little hit and miss on how much my excitement comes through [and fighting with the site to not eat what i write is frustrating] but yeah! here he is! if you wanna read more, here are some old posts where ive also talked about him, and i think most is still accurate

this post where i talk about his cloak and their relationship in more depth

and this one which is sort of an overview of a few things about him plus another depiction of his low health state where the moss takes over self defence [the post also includes stuff on cyra and jerome which is a bonus because i also love them a lot]

#mossy fool #beloved #rambling #oc tag #im gonna add IDs in an edit cuz i don't want tumblr to eat this thing in case i mess up something somehow #enjoy! #edit- okay IDs added #long post

[rickybutlersays]

a ramble because i need to express my feelings and i feel self conscious doing it on instagram.

i have been having hyperfixations my entire life. from when I was young until now. my longest running hyperfixation was from the age of 6 to the age of 17, which was harry potter. i remember the time i picked up the first book, and i remember the last time i put down the deathly hallows. it was most of my life. and nothing has ever been the same as that for me.

but, unfortunately, now, i have...a horrible feeling that star trek might give my harry potter fixation a run for it's money. with my hyperfixations, I understand the depth of them. I flicker around different things and usually my hyperfixations last a month at most. we're now getting onto 2 months of me obsessing over star trek and I've only felt burnout twice so far. I keep taking breaks because watching 90 hours straight of men fighting for their life on a polystyrene set is quite overwhelming. and I've been reading the books to separate me watching the show too much. and it's working reasonably well. im editing often, I'm currently making my twelfth star trek edit. I'm also writing fanfiction. I'm using all my available outlets. this account is also an outlet, and seeing people in this fandom is so heartwarming.

but basically I know that I'm fucked and that star trek is here for a long time because I just had a breakdown about Spock and McCoy. I don't often actually cry about characters. I will say "I'm crying" in a very loose way. but today I'm actually genuinely crying over both DeForest and Leonard Nimoy. That's how I know I'm fucked. no other characters or actors have made me cry like this in a long long time. I actually don't remember the last time that happened. I also have had two dreams which have included Spock since I started watching the show, I've got 9 tabs open and all of them are different star trek ships on ao3...I've got four books on my desk, two having been annotated....I'm just sinking into this hyperfixation whether i like it or not. it's been gradual, too. I don't trust when I slowly sink into something. it ends like this.

I'm obviously happy that I'm in a hyperfixation that is lasting, but it's also a lot for my mind to process. it's intense. hyperfixations are intense. and this one is something..I'm not actually used to. I'm going in a bit blind, honestly, and that's fine. it's interesting seeing where it will go, but it's a significant change in routine.

anyway yeah i love star trek tos

#star trek #star trek tos #spock #leonard nimoy #deforest kelley #autism #hyperfixations

[veryspecialfungus]

can i interest you in a dion & morris friendship. idk why but i feel like these two would have a "only one of them has the braincell at any given time and you can never tell which" sort of chaotic dynamic. i don't know how to explain it i just know that morris would keep a quote book full of stupid/funny things his friends say and dion would end up contributing a lot of stupid shit to that. dion would be doing an acrobatics routine and morris would be ironically heckling/cheering him on. morris daring dion and gisu to do stupid shit and learning which buttons to push to get dion to actually do the stupid shit.

like i just. i may just be projecting a dynamic that wouldn't even work but like. the image in my head of these two interacting on any level of friendliness is just two chaotic dumbasses going at it. they have a hairstyle rivalry that's mostly just a bit. they are mutual annoyances. vitriolic dion & morris friendship my beloved

also it'd probably take them a while to even get to the point of "annoys the other out of friendship" but like. once they get past the vitriol it just turns into one giant bit

i'm sorry if none of this was coherent i just really needed to ramble this brainrot out of my head.

Dion realizes that he doesn't actually know where Queepie has been going every day since they got to this stupid forest with its stupid singing rocks or whatever and stupid ape man thing diorama in the cave and stupid weird girl in the pancake place who yells at animals and stares at him like a serial killer whenever he's in eyeshot. He may or may not be having some complicated feelings about his relationship with Raz right now, and decides that he should at least check on his other little brother so that doesn't go all weird on him too.

He tracks down that awful radio rock song to the Psychonauts headquarters, which he thinks he's probably not allowed near? But nobody stops him when he hops over the floating platform thingies and they can read minds right? Like, if he wasn't supposed to be here, they'd find him. He thinks they would, but maybe psychics DON'T actually force their way into your mind like he'd been told they did all his life? He's learned a lot of really obvious things about psychics recently and the little voice in his head that says that he might only be dating (and there's a MASSIVE question mark there, they haven't actually...talked. About that.) a psychic because she's mind-controlling him into it has been getting quieter and quieter.

He wants to be able to say something cool like "if that's mind control, take my free will any time" except he can't make it sound good when it comes out of his mouth. He practiced it last night. Mom overheard and she gave him The Look, and The Look only comes out when she can't find the words to tell him what he's doing wrong but it's SOMETHING and he'd better knock it off.

Anyway, he flips up the pipe, up the branches, and through the window and the first thing he sees is Queepie dancing his tiny heart out and the first thing he hears is a slightly accented voice say "Hey! You're gonna make it skip!"

Dion turns around and sees a kid sitting in lawn chair with a giant bubble of something underneath. It takes him a minute to place where he's seen it before: Raz, zipping back and forth across the forest on some non-circus business on a ball of...brain power stuff, Dion guesses.

Queepie shouts in the most irritating little kid voice: "Hey Dion, look! His hair's better than yours!"

And the kid gets this giant shit-eating grin and runs his hand through his ridiculous purple pompadour and goes "Yeah. I know."

It started there. And it continued when Dion learned that Morris had one up on him: he already knew who Dion was because he was friends with Gisu. And he'd been broadcasting all the things he used to believe about psychics as station breaks! Wheelchair or not, Dion could have strangled him right on the spot.

But...not in front of his brother. And maybe not where Gisu would find out he did it either. Except no, he can't do that either because Morris apparently knows everything about everyone and maybe he IS reading minds or maybe everyone in the entire Psychonauts is gossiping about them because somehow Morris always seems to know where they're going to be. It's not like the tall guy with the hat who sometimes calls Dion "ladykiller" on the rare moments they see each other, not to him but to Gisu when she's standing near him like it's a private joke between them. He's always smiling when he says it, and it's not a mean smile like the girl in the orange who prods him about the stuff she's heard him say like she's being sneaky. The blue girl and the serial killer don't seem to care, and that leaves Morris, and Morris is a pain in the butt.

Morris likes to give Gisu and Dion shout outs on his radio station when he knows they'll be out alone and then his mom hears it on Queepie's radio and finds them immediately and drags them back to the caravan for "supervision." He hasn't even stopped since Gisu slugged him. Morris also likes to tease Gisu about how scrawny Dion is, and it makes Dion get hot in his chest and grit his teeth and point out that he has an ACROBAT'S build and he can't even figure out why he feels that way when Morris says crap like that. And then he feels the need to prove Morris wrong and Morris AND Gisu egg him on while he's doing stunts and before he knows it he's juggling fire while standing on his hand and then Gisu has to go smuggle a first aid kit out of Otto's lab.

"See, I told you I could do it!" says Dion while Gisu yanks at his hand while bandaging his burns.

"You sure did. Too bad I didn't have a camera for that one."

"I bet I could get Otto to give me one," says Gisu, with a gleam in her eye, and it's Morris who says "oh, heck yeah!" genuinely excited. And so is Dion.

And late that night, when Gisu is sleeping under the stars and using her skateboard as a pillow and Dion and Morris are letting marshmallows burn to a crisp in the caravan's campfire, the two of them talk, and every other sentence that comes out of their mouths is "you're such a douchebag."

And he is. Dion thinks Morris is a complete douchebag. He's going to let him film him doing the stunt, and that's going to show Morris how much of a douchebag Dion isn't, even though Morris keeps calling him that.

Until then, Dion puts more logs on the fire, and Morris keeps talking.

#ask #dion aquato #morris martinez #psychonauts #I'm tagging this because I actually like how it turned out #fanfic #I myself am surprised this came out of me #I guess it inspired me

[jekyllnahyena]

Alright I got wedding brain. I have to go to ten weddings this summer. So for Hyde and Cody. Who is Cody best man if they were to get married?

(this whole thing turned so much more unhinged than I ever thought possible, I would be sorry, but u asked me and if there's one thing I've proven, it's that my brain turns things weird)

I mean, my first thought would be Rex, wouldn't it?

Despite the distance that has built itself between Cody and most of his siblings, Rex stuck. But that has to do with the fact that Rex is the younger sibling, one that looks up to Cody and. And. Eh. Fuck it, this is going so off-topic, but I'm gonna get rambly because u just accidentally touched on some very specific Cody problems.

Cody has issues with honesty, with emotional closeness, with a superiority complex and a shit ton more. He solves problems, he's a leader and untouchable in battle, he's been the judge and the jury and the executioner for his siblings for most of his life.

He's The Marshal. And that's what his siblings start to see. So there isn't really anyone that, eh, deeply close to him? And I have yet to work out on who exactly the people will be? (look, most of my Cody and Hyde stuff is based purely on vibes and ridiculous ideas)

I like to think that got close with his batch again, because he did notice these things and started to unearth some of the stuff he's practically branded into his skin the same way his scar is. But I feel that choosing a best man would be something were he began spiraling, ending up with trying to be as diplomatical as possible and shoving everything else behind a very tight wall. It's a stressful time, ok, some of it all will bubble up again.

If I'm being completely honest, I've got no clue. Maybe he wants it to be somebody of his batch, because for once he just wants to be the second oldest and nothing else, at least on that day. Maybe somebody more outside of things, there are some friendship's he's built up again, funnily Monnk and Lockup and Fox come to mind for me, but this all goes down to the biggest thing of it all.

If those two ever were to be married, it would be only the two of them, on a whim, at some morning and only later would they tell and plan a party to placate people and let them share it all because that is still the thing warming Cody's whole being. He loves his siblings more than he loves the world, the galaxy, himself, but that's the crux of it all, innit?

It boils down to a few things, they're already living together, Cody has his room, Hyde has theirs, they have their routine built up already and it's just something ridiculous like getting taxes and realising it would be cheaper to be married, they already own a business together. Or maybe because the idea springs up and why the fuck not? Living without you would feel like losing a part of myself, so they sit down over breakfast and discuss it a bit and what a big wedding would and include but instead go, 'it feels right this very moment, doesn't it?' and Hyde asks how to say the words, it's not like they've looked them up beforehand and tried to see how they'd feel on their tongue, right?

Because here's a small fun fact, Hyde doesn't want a big wedding. They're terrified of the idea.

An after party? Fuck yeah! Big wedding? Hell no.

So knowing of a mandalorian wedding would be them being together and saying words and that is enough? Everything Hyde could ever dream of. Those two can deal with the outrage of it all afterwards because that is still Cody, The Marshal and one of the most well-known figures of the war and you married in your ratty lil kitchen?????

And for Cody, getting married was absolutely never on his agenda, he's still learning to live without a war. But I think something he really, really wants on those days that he's soft and comfortable and not worrying about literally everyone else but himself because man, that savior complex is seated in his fucking Bones, he just wants a bit of peace. And in front of people would mean a shit ton of responsibility and stress and chaos and him spiraling again in ways he does not want to touch, you know? Afterwards, he'll probably get all of his siblings together, plan the whole thing by himself and make sure that everybody is taken care off, but that little thing stays between them.

(also sending u so much energy for that summer! I've watched one of my sibs spent pretty much all of may to september going to weddings. there were like three free weekends, shit can get exhausting.)

#commander cody #hyde #thank u for the ask u made my brain melt for a good bit there #things i never thought id think about #that #im not even sure about it all i might change opinion in like a month or so but this is what spontanously came to mind #i #eh #hope this answered anything??