#keep them coming if you want

[impernaway]

fic title 2: shooting bullets in the dark

Audrey is still grappling with being from a slasher (with being the slasher) after her talk with Al. Not having some kind of special power like the rest of the group doesn't make her safer to be around. Shadow and Al both acknowledge her strength, her capabilities-

And then Trish takes a single step in the dark of the Casino Car and upends everything.

If Audrey is from a Slasher, Shadow the Hedgehog is self described as Action Adventure, Shigeo is clearly a protagonist of something or other, and Al is from fucking Fullmetal Alchemist of all things-

Did Trish ever name what genre she's from? Do any of them really know?

And, more pressingly, what's more important? The one she originally came from, or the one she's just stepped into instead?

Audrey doesn't know anymore. But she does know what she's capable of, that nobody else knows that her gun is out of bullets, and what Noah's told her about horror movies and slashers. If push comes to shove and Trish starts going on a spree?

There's only room for one monster in the building at a time.

#ask meme #more interstitial infinity fic ideas thank you Marn these are gold #keep them coming if you want #this is verrrrry fun for me #interstitial infinity #set firmly in/around episode 9 this one

[bluegiragi]

negotiations.

early access + nsfw on patreon

#dragons get so tunnel visioned when it comes to their hoard. often to their own detriment #y'all wanted to see price in action...you better savour it while you can #also i've not been intentionally neglecting laswell since i love her as much as the average joe #but i guess it just happened... #for the record she's still a human in this au but she keeps up with the best of them #ALSO also i had a ton of fun drawing this section #i hope it shows <3 #monster 141 au #captain john price #manuel roba #simon ghost riley #giragi art

[pcktknife]

zoroark pokedex entries

#pokemon #zoroark #hisuian zoroark #myart #i think its funny that u!zoroark is like yeah it can trick ppl w illusions but one of the biggest examples is to protect its pack #n keep itself safe and then h!zoroark is like I Want To Hurt You So Badly Come Here #they hate u so much it hurts them like #i always think its funny that u!zoroark is the 'villain' type and its just like...a standard wild animal #anyways i love u zoroark <33333

[lucabyte]

Taking pride in One's own appearance.

#you people are becoming my guinea pigs for my finally learning how to communicate information via comics. a thing ive needed to practice at #also BLEGH. YUCK. andrew hussie was right candy makes you sick. this is a little too saccharine for me. yeesh. let me get back to the meat. #isat #isat spoilers #in stars and time #in stars and time spoilers #isat fanart #in stars and time fanart #isat siffrin #isat loop #sifloop #doodlebyte #'let me get back to the meat' i say eyeing something similarly sickly in my sketches. at least it's mildly tormented as a counterbalance... #you people have no idea how much im having to stay my own hand. oh i can draw miserable nudity but the most basic of fluff? visceral #anyway i dont know the logistics of picking up a glass eye or where loop got money (besides pilfering from siffrin) & ive previously drawn #sif with a vague blank middle-grey eye as either being scarred over or a blank occular prosthesis put in quickly at the nearest town #i dont know that they'd have a glass eye during the game but considering prosthesis are reccomended to keep the skull etc from deforming #id imagine it would probably come up postgame as something to do now theyre not on a time limit trying to save the country #plus i assume that having it gouged at by a sadness wasnt exactly a clean wound by any measure #all this to say. idk i just wanted to get some information across in comic form to Test my Abilities #and we're far enough down now to say my absolute most wretchingly sweet fluff headcanon that actually inspired this #which is that i think siffrin gets into the habit of not wearing the eyepatch around loop so they kinda match. #and as a signifier to the other that they're letting their guard down around them. vulnerability etc. #just kinda wearing it around their neck so they don't lose it

[krysmcscience]

Look, Aym, I know you wanna annoy your big bro sometimes, but y'all really gotta stop putting the death god into silly mode. He is Very Dangerous, you see. ŎuŎ;

this idea wouldn't go away until i drew it so here it is lmfao

#fanart #cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl narinder #cotl aym #cotl baal #comics #the lamb tries to engage narinder's silly mode One (1) Time #they regret it the instant his giant paw comes bearing down on them like fukken kitty armageddon #get martyr'd idiot #anyway my buddy told me the dialogue could come across as flirty somehow??? which my aroace ass doesn't get At All #but just in case i wanna say right here and now: #if you tag this as shipping between aym and baal you are getting a block from me So Fast #ship what you want - i am totes cool with that - but keep it away from my art k thnx :) #aside from bishop orphans it's basically gonna be all narilamb from this point on #i just had to get the rest of this stuff outta my system first XD

[heartscrypt]

the web - fear of manipulation and lost control made manifest

#twst #twisted wonderland #jamil viper #kalim al asim #twst tma au #tma #heartscribbles #dont tag as ship #honestly this piece stands alone w/o the tma au tag but i just want it there for context #but for the very niche audience of tma twst people im sure you all understand me when i say jamil is SOOOOO webcoded #i have a lot of thoughts on a twst tma au that will probably come out later #most of them center around web!jamil tbh #there is something incredibly funny about aligning (guy with horrid fear of all bugs ever) with (spider themed fear god) #i will keep doing it

[mobius-m-mobius]

It's a pretty cool name.

Loki + the progression of saying Mobius' name for @percheduphere

#mobius #loki #lokius #mcuedit #lokiedit #marveledit #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #tysm for the amazing request because GOD did making this hit harder than i'd even expected?? #like it's kind of a given mobius fell first #but i've been so swamped all month i basically only had time to finish maybe a gif per night #and let me tell you watching loki progressively fall harder with each and every scene was uh. an experience all right 🙃😳 #in S1 loki's so obviously trying to keep their guard up until mobius gets pruned protecting them and it's like a switch flips #the walls come down and you see the power of being believed in the pure RELIEF mobius' presence brings #how much he's valued and needed and LOVED as loki tries to hold him close only to lose him again and again #leading to desperation building until the only option left is to sacrifice everything not realizing now they're both left wanting #y'all i'll never recover 😭 #marvel #owenwilsonedit #dianagifs

[pokimoko]

haunting the narrative -> haunted by the narrative -> haunting the narrative -> haunted by

#adventure time #fionna and cake #simon petrikov #betty grof #petrigrof #fan art #fanart #art #digital art #my art #just a lil something something i did for fun #adventure time has always been the show that makes me want to draw (i have SO many AT drawings from 2015 it's ridiculous) #but now I'm coming back to that ye olde passion with new digital art skills and many more evil tragic thoughts (thank you fionna and cake🙏) #i couldn't get the thought about them haunting and be haunted by the narrative out of my head so I had to make some art for it #the caption for this was almost: so who wears the haunted by the narrative in the relationship? #they take turns of course because damn these guys really do be having that tragic romance huh. hot potato cursed existence #never quite on the same wavelength. always out of reach. their love the very thing that dooms them to be apart. a love defined by absences #like two ships in the night passing each other by. except they keep trying to seek the other out. and so end up going in circles #the tragic dance of madness and sadness. lead on and i shall follow. ....so anyway...these two amiright? #/might/ have to write something at some point...maybe... #because like... ghosts are my thing. and these two...well. even when they aren't haunting the narrative they are still ghosts #never let themselves live in the present and okay I'm going to stop now. enjoy the art byeeeee #...AND they'll never be at peace because they'll always be reaching for a version of each other that no longer exists and— #(i am dragged kicking and screaming from the room before i can devolve into a full blown meta)

[spacedlexi]

"sounds nice... having a partner"

#the walking dead game #twdg #violentine #clementine twdg #violet twdg #MAANN when clem says this in s3 JUST WAIT BBY #people who say clemvi has no basis like ep2 isnt just them working as a team for 2 and a half hours regardless of player choice #like be fr #clem telling louis that violet patching up the back wall is ok because she needed something to keep herself busy. married behavior #vi asking clem to help check in on everyone while she deals with the wall. their shared smile when she comes back outside :) #and then they sit in the leadership spot together overlooking the yard and everything theyve planned together coming to fruition :) #sorry i just think their romance set up in eps 1 and 2 is obvious as FUCK and im tired of (Some) people pretending it isnt #'i havent seen her warm up to someone in a long time' brody literally tells clem that vi seems to like her after its been 24 hours #after shes been a block of ice for a whole year. and clem just melted those walls down immediately while they fought walkers together #violet is so devoted to clem post ep1 its embarrassing for her #'i saw she had you pinned and i- shit i got So crazy...' sorry if you dont think shes in love with clem idk what to tell you #'i'll tear that boat apart before we leave without you' i know you would girlie!!! #the animators went CRAAZAYAYAYAY the way they look at each other... their little smiles at each other....even before the belltower #the way clem looks at her while they dance.... the way she puts her head down on her shoulder so contentedly.... #and then she keeps her head on violets shoulder as she pulls away so clems chin gets dragged with it like she doesnt want to let go #'so you never forget that night' 'i never will' they are DISGUSTINGLY in love with each other it makes me physically ill #its 2024 and im still hearing 'i just didnt see it :/'. lazerbeams you #spaced art 2024

[impeccablebackside]

what is the best way to comfort each queen when they are depressed? (I know this question has nothing to do with sex, but I think comforting your partner is part of a good sexual relationship?... Of course you don't have to answer me if this question deviates TOO MUCH from the main topic of this blog.)

I like this question anon, thanks for sending it (and keep sending more if you are willing). No need to worry about it being partly outside of the scope of this blog. Like you stated, comforting a partner is assuredly part of a good and healthy relationship. It can even be argued that it is even more important and fulfilling than sex.

Not much for me to lead into, here it is by queen, so let it comfort you:

Vic gets brought out of her funk by being thought of, and by extention, being given gifts or flowers. She will curl up into herself and be smaller, and the sad expression on her face is utterly soul destroying. Anyone, especially Plato, gets absolutely shattered seeing her downtrodden and meekly hiding. He puts in as much effort as he can to lift her spirits, and that in of itself makes a difference. Seeing others care so deeply about her tends to get her back on track. In addition, someone inviting her to dance freely gets her in a different mindset. She can leave her world for a bit and focus on her favoured pastime.

Rumple tends to be comforted by quiet time with a friend or lover. Just being held closely and taking time to step away from the sometimes loud and tumultuous world around her that she would normally revel in. Since she is so outgoing to begin with, withdrawing to a deeper quiet self for a bit tends to fix things up (in moderation - too much of this is a huge red flag something more dire is wrong with her). Otherwise, a pretty sure fire way to cheer her up is indeed some good and pleasurable escapades with a friend or by herself. Not in a 'orgasms will fix everything' way, but not all that far off from that. Afterwards, she tends to forget or reevaluate her sadness with a post nut clarity. If the first time does not do the trick, repeat attempts never hurt.

Tanto is comforted by talking out and discussing her troubles. Whether or not they can be solved readily is of course a subjective thing, but putting them out in the open helps her cope. Oftentimes, she consults with her brother to get a differing or similar perspective that allows for her to proceed in a conducive way. She does not want her depression to be quashed or undermined by empty words and empathy, so letting her make her path out of it is a good plan. When lost in deep thought, she likes to go for walks on the perimeter of the junkyard to clear her head and reconnect with her spirituality that is disrupted. Being joined by someone close to her deepens that experience.

Cass tends to be upset and angry in a way when she is depressed. It is not that she deals with it poorly by any means, just that she normally brushes off strife and hardship without much issue. A strong minded and willed queen, it takes a lot for her to break under the pressure, and when she does it is from something truly trying of her character. In order to move past it, Cass tends to get her feelings out in a physically gratifying and rough way. She is one to find a target object of choice in the area and tear it to shreds with her claws and teeth. If that does not fully help, she cries in private, and lets her vulnerabilities reveal themselves. Very few have seen her in that state, and that is when something a simple as a hug makes a world of difference. Letting her dispel her negativity through her preferred means keeps Cass level headed.

Deme tends to shy away from those around her and retreat into her den. She had dealt with bouts of depression for a lengthy period of time, and it never quite wanes. Her greatest comfort is her man Munk, and he is a source of immense relief to her. They can discuss whatever is on her mind and try to work through her issues. Physical touch tends to give her the greatest comfort, especially when she is embraced and wrapped up by Munk in his arms. Feeling his body heat and weight on her or around her helps to blow away dark clouds. Otherwise, sometimes it is just a matter of waiting it out to let herself work through it.

Bomba prefers to be comforted with kind words and some meaningful praise. Words about how much someone appreciates her and finds her special beyond what she would normally hear day-to-day. Sort of a vulnerability on their part about how her existence makes their life all the more rewarding and special. However, some humour and tacky jokes to make her laugh tends to go over well on top of the more serious talk. Physical touch is important too, and it all combined makes her feel like she is most appreciated queen around.

Jenny gets the most comfort out of diving headlong into her work keeping the cats in line and training her mice. Counteracting negativity through total distraction. Overstimulation and fanfare to block out her true feelings. Plus, helping others makes her feel much better. If it is all too much, a private dinner for two between her and her mans Busto where they can eat to their hearts content and enjoy some ambiance away from the hectic junkyard works wonders for her mental health.

Jelly internalizes her depression in a way that saves others from worrying about her. She has tells though, and those close to her will start blocking her out from taking on too much responsibility. In the end, AGus will come in behind her and kiss her neck and whisper in her ears sweet words that get her mind off of whatever is bothering her. Typically starting in a way to comfort and ground her, it often turns into something more, as Jelly has a weakness for someone embracing her like that. The words and kisses rile her up, and she cannot help but get out her grievances with some healthy sex. Depending on how she is feeling, she can switch from usually submissive self that looks to be made to feel good, to a slight powerhouse domme that gets out some anger in a physical way.

#thanks for the ask #keep them coming if you want #i have two asks that i got last night that i will try to get to in the next few days #they are really good ones too #i am busy with work but i love getting these asks so do not feel like you are bothering me

[novelconcepts]

There’s a line from American Gods I keep coming back to in relation to Yellowjackets, an observation made early on by Shadow in prison: “The kind of behavior that works in a specialized environment, such as prison, can fail to work and in fact become harmful when used outside such an environment.” I keep rotating it in my head in thinking about the six survivors, the roles they occupy in the wilderness, and the way the show depicts them as adults in society.

Because in the wilderness, as in prison, they’re trapped—they’re suffering, they’re traumatized, they’re terrified—but they’re also able to construct very specific boxes to live in. And, in a way, that might make it easier. Cut away the fat, narrow the story down to its base arc. You are no longer the complex young woman who weighs a moral compass before acting. You no longer have the luxury of asking questions. You are a survivor. You have only to get to the next day.

Shauna: the scribe. Lottie: the prophet. Van: the acolyte. Taissa: the skeptic. Misty: the knight. Natalie: the queen. Neat, orderly, the bricks of a new kind of society. And it works in the woods; we know this because these six survive. (Add Travis: the hunter, while you’re at it, because he does make it to adulthood).

But then they’re rescued. And it’s not just lost purpose and PTSD they’re dealing with now, but a loss of that intrinsic identity each built in the woods. How do you go home again? How do you rejoin a so-called civilized world, where all the violence is restricted to a soccer field, to an argument, to your own nightmares?

How does the scribe, the one who wrote it all out in black and white to make sense of the horrors, cope with a world that would actively reject her story? She locks that story away. But she can’t stop turning it over in her head. She can’t forget the details. They’re waiting around every corner. In the husband beside her in bed. In the child she can’t connect with across the table. In the best friend whose parents draw her in, make her the object of their grief, the friend who lives on in every corner of their hometown. She can’t forget, so she tries so hard to write a different kind of story instead, to fool everyone into seeing the soft maternal mask and not the butcher beneath, and she winds up with blood on her hands just the same.

How does the prophet come back from the religion a desperate group made of her, a group that took her tortured visions, her slipping mental health, and built a hungry need around the very things whittling her down? She builds over the bones. She creates a place out of all that well-intended damage, and she tells herself she’s helping, she’s saving them, she has to save them, because the world is greedy and needs a leader, needs a martyr, needs someone to stand up tall and reassure everyone at the end of the day that they know what’s best. The world, any world, needs someone who will take those blows so the innocent don’t have to. She’s haunted by everyone she didn’t save, by the godhood assigned to her out of misplaced damage, and when the darkness comes knocking again, there is nothing else to do but repeat old rhymes until there is blood on her hands just the same.

How does the acolyte return to a world that cares nothing for the faith of the desperate, the faith that did nothing to save most of her friends, that indeed pushed her to destroy? She runs from it. She dives into things that are safe to believe in, things that rescue lonely girls from rough home lives, things that show a young queer kid there’s still sunshine out there somewhere. She delves into fiction, makes a home inside old stories to which she already knows the endings, coaxes herself away from the belief that damned her and into a cinemascope safety net where the real stuff never has to get in. She teaches herself surface-level interests, she avoids anything she might believe in too deeply, and still she’s dragged back to the place where blood winds up on her hands just the same.

How does the skeptic make peace with the things she knows happened, the things that she did even without meaning to, without realizing? She buries them. She leans hard into a refusal to believe those skeletons could ever crawl back out of the graves she stuffed them into, because belief is in some ways the opposite of control. She doesn’t talk to her wife. She doesn’t talk to anyone. It’s not about what’s underneath the surface, because that’s just a mess, so instead she actively discounts the girl she became in the woods. She makes something new, something rational and orderly, someone who can’t fail. She polishes the picture to a shine, and she stands up straight, the model achievement. She goes about her original plan like it was always going to be that way, and she winds up with blood on her hands just the same.

How does the knight exist in a world with no one to serve, no one to protect, no reason propelling the devastating choices she had grown comfortable making? She rechannels it. She convinces herself she’s the smartest person in the room, the most capable, the most observant. She convinces herself other people’s mysteries are hers to solve, that she is helping in every single action she takes. She makes a career out of assisting the most fragile, the most helpless souls she can find, and she makes a hobby out of patrolling for crimes to solve, and when a chance comes to strap her armor back on and ride into battle, she rejoices in the return to normalcy. She craves that station as someone needed, someone to rely upon in the darkest of hours, and she winds up with blood on her hands because, in a way, she never left the wilderness at all.

How does the queen keep going without a queendom, without a pack, without people to lead past the horrors of tomorrow? She doesn’t. She simply does not know how. She scrounges for something, anything, that will make her feel connected to the world the way that team did. She moves in and out of a world that rejects trauma, punishes the traumatized, heckles the grieving as a spectacle. She finds comfort in the cohesive ritual of rehabilitation, this place where she gets so close to finding herself again, only to stumble when she opens her eyes and sees she’s alone. All those months feeding and guiding and gripping fast to the fight of making it to another day, and she no longer knows how to rest. How to let go without falling. She no longer wears a crown, and she never wanted it in the first place, so how on earth does she survive a world that doesn’t understand the guilt and shame of being made the centerpiece of a specialized environment you can never explain to anyone else? How, how, how do you survive without winding up with blood on your hands just the same?

All six of these girls found, for better or worse, a place in the woods. All six of them found, for better or worse, a reason to get up the next day. For each other. And then they go home, and even if they all stayed close, stayed friends, it’d still be like stepping out of chains for the first time in years. Where do you go? How do you make small choices when every decision for months was life or death? How do you keep the part of yourself stitched so innately into your survival in a world that would scream to see it? How do you do away with the survivor and still keep going?

They brought it back with them. Of course they did. It was the only way.

#yellowjackets #yellowjackets spoilers #yj meta #long post #shauna shipman #lottie matthews #taissa turner #van palmer #misty quigley #natalie scatorccio #the question not being how do you survive the wilderness. the question being how do you come BACK. #the way each of them tries so hard to keep moving forward #unable to untangle the girl in the woods from the adult suffering in polite society #how the world doesn’t want to hear about the pain or the night terrors or the sleepwalking or the addiction #the world wants the bright colors and the flash-bang headlines #the world doesn’t want who they are. who they had to be. it wants pretty perfect tragedy #that specialized environment lives on in each one of them every day #but it’s not a place anyone else can ever go #how do you feed that for so long and then just…stop? #constantly thinking about nat saying we didn’t make it out. none of us. #because no. no they didn’t. the girls died the minute that rescue chance did. what came back was risen from those ashes

[daily-odile]

rendered dile

#I keep wanting to practice a new style and then accidentally going back to my old one woops #isat #in stars and time #isat odile #day 76 #16 left #hm. kind of think that nobody cares im missing days actually #Might drop the counter at some point and post at my own time. Wouldn't want this to take over too much of my life... #thank you all for coming round for the odiles as always. and being really nice in the inbox. I appreciate them very much

[yharnamsnewslug]

Heads up - transandrophobes are gonna get much, MUCH worse before this all settles down. We went from barely known to "transandrophobia truthers" to now being just openly called "cuntboys" and "zippertits". I've been sent anon hate for the last three days and I've blocked them all and not responded, and YOU SHOULD DO IT TOO.

I was there when the acephobes and arophobes were foaming at the fucking mouth and this is transandrophobes getting fucking pissed that their shallow ass feminism is being called out. Keep posting, block liberally, do NOT be afraid of stepping away and taking time for yourselves. You don't owe any fights in expense of your mental health.

Have a good day, y'all, especially those in the spotlight such as black and jewish trans men ✌🏻

#transandrophobia #keep yourselves mentally safe #these people are honestly just hateful and full of bile #ive learned to block and let them fuck off and vaguepost all they fucking want #time will bury their posts until whatever other accetable thing to discredit comes along #im asexual aromantic and a trans man #you cant fucking hurt me lol

[mangosaurus]

sketch request for @unnecessary-dinosaurs! she asked for brooklynn teaching darius how to skateboard 🛹 aftermath down below 👇

#YES THIS IS A REPOST ....... it didn't hit the tags the first time and then i got picky abt the color scheme 😩 #tagging this as ship but feel free to tag however you want :) i like them either way #darilynn #dinostar #darlynn #darius bowman #brooklynn jwcc #jwcc brooklynn #jurassic world camp cretaceous #jwcc #camp cretaceous #mango art #mango's who-knows-how-many-day til chaos theory #<<< yes i know failed super hard on the “drawing everyday” goal #BUT i'm still gonna keep this tag because i think it'd be cool to track my progress (if any???)-- #--from where i first started out this year to whenever chaos theory comes out

[just-your-average-tangerine]

Was forced to watch a truly incredible (derogatory) thing recently.

A young person on twitter, adamant that transandrophobia doesn't exist on the grounds that 'no one is killing/raping/assaulting trans men'.

Several people responded, including some linking articles about murders and assaults on trans men and a couple op-ed style pieces of trans men talking about their own experiences.

Said young person responded with "I'm not reading those its triggering and I'm a minor"

So let me see if I've got this correct, you are knowingly refuse to acknowledge reality because it's upsetting to you and then you're going to turn around and deny that very reality because you refuse to acknowledge it because it's upsetting?

#like I'm sorry but willful ignorance is not a winning argument? #transandrophobia #its things like this that really have me convinced that we're never actually going to fix this shit #i was talking to the woman who runs the lgbt center i was going to #shes been running it in some capacity for about 30 years now #and she was saying that ever since they reopened after covid they have a problem getting people to keep coming #and its mostly because young people will come a few times and then something makes them uncomfortable and they never come back #but the things that make them uncomfortable are things like 'a homeless kid came to get a shower and a meal' #or 'the donated instruments in the music room arent good enough quality and they dont want to use poor people instruments' #those are both real examples btw #i hate to be the one to say it #but you cannot form community if you refuse to be uncomfortable sometimes #op

[letsmcfreackingloseit]

And for the holidays I give you memes! Memes everywhere!

I hope that all of you are having a wonderful time, but if not, I at least hope these silly doodles brought you a little joy!

I'm going to keep this short and sweet today, so to round this of: These doodles are based off of the fanfic Apex Polarity, which is written by the lovely @naffeclipse and Eclipse' design is based off of @themeeplord 's fantastic design!

And as a bonus, you will find an alteration and a bunch of Yeti slogans/puns under the cut:

and if you're wondering why I made so many gd yeti puns, it was for michael's mug. You gotta have some fitting and funny slogan for all mugs. Btw If any of you know some good yeti slogans and/or puns, please call me, I've been struggling.

Michael; local cryptid believer, but not cryptid enjoyer

Vanessa; POLAR BEARS

Eclipse; I'm having the best time of my life! :D

Y/n; I'm having A TIME :')

#apex polarity #polar!y/n #polar!vanessa #polar!michael #polar!eclipse #orca!eclipse #dca #dca au #OK! Here comes the obligatory extra thoughts section- from top to bottom order- GO!!! #BEHOLD!: is the will smith meme- but it's also kind of a reference to the “BEHOLD- a man!” joke but- you know- in reverse :P #also if you wondering why Y/n is kind of T-posing- it's the 'I have too many layers of clothes so I'm sort of T-posing' pose #I love drawing them like that XD #and also I'm giving them a little sass- you know- as a treat 💅❇️ #NDA: I love michael. He's been through shit and is trying so hard to keep everyone safe- #and for that I want to give him a break and a hug :') #POLAR BEARS: I know and you know and SHE knows *nods knowingly* polar bears XD #Me and the bad bitch: this fits so well with polar!y/n but it would be an even better fit for hare!y/n XD #my pronouns: Sorry Y/n- eclipse will like you no matter the gender- so you're stuck! Good luck! XD #Yeti puns: OK so Michael knows sirens exists right? #So I was thinking that he's probably a cryptid believer- but not so much a cryptid enjoyer #So I was trying to make a mug slogan that was kind of both #but that was HARD- so in the end I picked just a pure and very simple yeti pun for his mug #the 'Yeti? Not on my watch!' ties back to michael believeing in cryptids- but not liking them #so yes- my headcanon is he will send cryptids to Uno hell if possible #at 'yeti spagetti!' I was grasping at straws- NOTHING RHYMES WITH YETI EXCEPT SPAGETTI!! Also yes- #spagetti is misspelled and I'm going to keep misspelling it because why tf is there an H in the word spagetti? NAY I SAY!! *GASP* ok done! #again I hope all of you are doing well in these times #and I'm sorry for being so late in saying this naff (got caught up in the holiday prep)- but I hope you're feeling better now! Ik how #stressful it can be around the holidays- but I hope this cheered you up and that you'll get to relax after chirstmas! #NOW I NEED TO STOP BECAUSE I'VE REACHED THE TAG LIMIT- happy holidays everyone and hope you have a good one!