#nyeh! [throws it]

[paper-lilypie]

god they’re so gross, it’s almost like they’re made for each other

#have some cute shit #nyeh! [throws it] #fnaf #post fire au #sun x reader #moon x reader #fanart #art: copper cogs rusted through

[podcast-hemocytoblast]

What happens to you in the apocalypse hell world if you have one (1) incredibly specific fear? Like, if you have a phobia of urine, do you just get plopped into some random Corruption domain with a bunch of toilets everywhere because “eh, close enough” or do you get endlessly pursued by The Piss Monster?

#the magnus archives #tma #tma corruption #cw piss #cw unsanitary #i keep wondering this bc i used to have a pretty debilitating fear of laundry detergent #so would i have just been thrown into the detergent aisle at Walmart or…? #like. how would that work. #would some Avatar be chasing me down throwing tide pods at me all like ‘nyeh heh! be afraid!’

[agentark]

this reads like a gag on a cartoon network show rather than being an actual paragraph from the famous 1897 epistolary novel, Dracula

#dracula daily #in my head i picture the count tossing the mirror like that scroll of truth comic #dracula: NYEH *throws the mirror full force* #the mirror then sails about 2 inches outside of the window then slowly travels down to earth while he & Johnathan watch #dracula

[redjaybird]

[i still need to put up more of an about for the Bloody City stuff but i have been lazy/brain tired to do so]

#ooc #ive gotten a lot more stuff i can throw into its about section now #also maybe i should make like #a whole page thing for it #also my whole me is too tired rn ;p #the red flood is kickin my butt #I NEED TO DO A LOT OF VERSE DESCS BUT NYEH

[weekend-whip]

What’s everyone’s favorite media/song/whatever they consume or like to do?

HmmmmmmmMMMMMM—

(not me being able to do complex character analysis chronicling how a character develops over time yet being completely stumped when it comes to what stuff they like—)

We're breaking it down by strictly media then cuz tryna give everyone a favorite song would kill me and I have never been good with specifics:

Kai: Likes movies, video games, and occasionally music. Doesn't really have any particular favorites due to only getting into this kind of stuff relatively recently (eventually and especially including social media), but he definitely likes rock music, and Fist to Face 2 is "his game". Also has been known to indulge in Teen Idol magazine.

Jay: Likes video games, movies, and comics, if he's not in the middle of inventing. He'll endure a sappy romcom if it's something Nya's into, but he's actually a superhero movie junkie. Loves anything action-y. Faves for both comics and movies is Starfarer, and fave video game is Lava Zombies.

Zane: Likes books and movies, both because it opens up ways for him to broaden his horizons on peoples' experiences. He finds both romance and horror hilarious (and comedies confusing), but his real adoration is reserved for things that have taught him something new (which...also includes cookbooks...what? he likes learning new recipes!)

Cole: Likes music and video games. Doesn't quite have attention span for books/movies, but will go to a movie if the premise interests him. Obviously has at least a bit of a taste for classical stuff when it comes to music/dancing, but also enjoys songs he can dance to or songs Jesse is willing to sing. Favorite video game is Sitar Legend!

Nya: Likes books, music, and the occasional movie. She's an avid attempter / enjoyer of just about everything, so like Kai she doesn't exactly have any favorites (but for different reasons). But, she does have a special fondness for anything she's made a good memory with (like amusement parks, for example). ...her movie tastes may be slightly skewed in favor of Jay and Olivia, however.

Lloyd: Likes essentially anything that can occupy his attention, but especially comics, cartoons, and video games. Obviously likes Starfarer (and where Jay likes the movies, Lloyd prefers the comics), but when it comes to video games he likes the fighting ones. Mindless violence is always fun, but games where you gotta 'be a hero, save the world!' all the time...nah, pass. He gets enough of that.

Jesse: Likes music, movies, and the occasional video game. You already know he's a huge theater/musical nerd, so that's just like music + movies mashed up into one right there. And no, I can't pick a favorite for him because *I'm* not a theater buff and all musicals I know are generic mainstream ones snksnksnk (...Chapter 20 is literally a Hamilton reference I'm—) Likes any video game his sister can't best him at (which is...not a lot haha)

Antonia: Likes...well, everything. Reading and writing especially and obviously, but with trying to always be on top of what's mainstream (as practice for a future journalist career) she tends to try and consume whatever's popular while it's popular (hence her brief obsession with Samurai X). Avidly listens to the Top Pop 40, but actually prefers alternative and indie artists. Same with movies and books—she keeps up with the latest release, but some of her favorites are the most underground things you've never heard of. And in the case of video games...she's a fighting game enthusiast. Living the dream.

Harumi: Really likes books. Doesn't watch a lot of tv/movies as it is (though she does like watching horror/thrillers when she can) nor does she have a phone (her parents have plans to surprise her for her next birthday in April, though), so a good chunk of her personal entertainment is via reading. Primarily enjoys fantasy and mystery novels!

Olivia: Does not get a whole lot of time for herself (ironically still only goes to school just to not have to think/work so hard) but when she does miraculously have free times, she likes movies. Primarily ones were there's an animal going on a rampage, or zombie/alien invasion movies. Gets freaked out by scary movies but watches them anyway because they're entertaining. Likes rock, but of the screaming, metallic variety. And she likes DND and other related campaigns 👀

Miranda: Likes video games and...computers, essentially. Most of time she's absorbed in her own projects (especially when she has little else to do), but when she needs a brain break, video games are the go-to. And she likes all of them–puzzles, RPGS, adventures, Tactical, FPS, monster-collecting, collect-a-thons, racing, fighting, mystery, strategy...anything except sports games. She also listens to a lot of electronic and dubstep music (which Jesse cannot understand how that happened, but okay. At least they both can agree on the legend that is Owl City)

#Nyeh *throws this into the ether* #the ninja legacy whip #legacyverse #k1ng boo #asks from nice people #ninjago #being well-versed in common media consumption #my one weakness

[riftwalker-limbro]

well apparently angst is in the air today and it bit me too so

i've always examined vince vs jay from his own perspective but what do pule and verica even think.

edit post-writing this: oh this is a hot pile of half-formatted brain vomit. click the read more at your own risk. my goal was to get my thoughts straight, and i did, and now this is a mess and i'm not fucking fixing it

pule did his grieving while he was still human, i think. he never did expect to see jay again, but once he remembers the worst period of his fucking life while sitting next to the two (well, 1.9) people who notable weren't there for it, it's... well, a shock is putting it lightly, i imagine. they know his name, they have the right vibes that, despite the fact he'd never felt them as human like he could now as a warframe with transference, just fit - mostly. not all of it is correct, but enough is, and the second he manages to ask if it's jay, he gets swiftly but gently corrected, that, well, yes, but also it's vince now.

once he finds out Why it's vince now, pule struggles hard with being confronted with the walking, breathing truth of accidentally getting his best friend actually killed for a while still. part of the grieving process gets reset entirely, and as friend fashion show has pointed out so excellently, it does do pule a lot of good to hang out a lot with others (bruiser, notably) that he doesn't have a painful shared past with. the threads he dropped with jay are easy to pick back up with vince, though: sharing old jokes and making new ones referencing stuff only they know, ways of thinking that are still almost identical after years of close friendship, etc. they grew together for a significant formative period of their lives, and that still affects just how suited to be each other's friend they are.

verica has a more complex headspace around this. she actively searched for him, knowing that he hadn't died but instead had become a warframe, even though he stopped pinging on the orokin radars even before she got apprehended and warframe'd herself. there's such a huge chance that he's dead, but dammit, if anyone can do the impossible, it should be the mathematician who'd managed to put a pencil into a pocket dimension between solid reality & the poisonous void. and she's... partially right.

when she wakes up on kelth's orbiter, she's going to think the idiot before her is jay. he'd done it, he'd managed to come back from the dead, and found her scattered clues. and, well, we know it isn't really jay anymore. he doesn't even confess the whole thing, at first - he just says, well, i go by vince now. and she rolls with it completely because why wouldn't she. it's only when the cracks start to show, both in his behaviour and in one certain scene between the three of them that i'm sure i'll die two and a half times while writing before i'll get it just right, that she actually realises that Nope, Not Jay. Not Like That Anymore.

she struggles with even just accepting it in her head, at first - he's so much like jay, pinging Correct in so many little ways, but he's Not, calling him by that name hurts him, and thinking of him as jay is wrong for the person vince is now. she goes through the period of grief she hadn't allowed herself even before everything.

and now, all three of them are in the same space, grieving the shit that happened to them, that one of them had to die, but at least they now have each other again. for reasons mentioned before, bonds with vince are built up extremely fast, and they quickly get to the same level of friendship they were at with jay. they go beyond, even - vince needs them more than jay did, even if he might not want to phrase it like that to not force them into anything, but they respond to it in kind. one of the consequences of the way warframes are fundamentally changed, made more rigid and less flexible, from humans in my lore makes it so that they will seek out familiarity at ridiculous costs. removing the memories from fresh frames was a fix for that by the orokin, but you can't just make something Rigid/Inflexible, apply a Change, and expect it to not eventually pop back into its original shape like memory foam.

pule & verica is also an interesting initial dynamic, i think. pule feels guilty for, well, everything - he's still under the impression that he'd gotten ghosted for life, and the fact that the warframe he'd been glaring at from the corner of his eyes, the one that had looked way too much like the recently-vanished artist octavia to be anything like a respectful tribute, had actually been her all along and he hadn't even bothered to look into it- he does struggle with it. of her own part, verica's shocked to see him at all, didn't realise that he'd whole ass up and volunteer for the program if she also disappeared, didn't realise that sitting down and letting herself grieve with him had also been an option. i imagine she does also initially carry some guilt over this, though she gets over hers significantly faster than pule does, both because it's just Less Significant Levels of Guilt & because she's just way more prone to Alright Oops Let's Move On than he is (hi. musician who's been in public about it here. making mistakes & moving on like nothing happened is a Necessary & Learned Skill. show must go on & all that)

i think pule would initially expect her to be hostile towards him, after he gets over the shock of "holy shit you're a warframe too? holy shit you're That Warframe? i was never ghosted on purpose??". but 1. even if she did have the right to get hostile, which she knows she doesn't, it wouldn't do anything, and 2. buddy friend we're still here after everything why would i be mad about getting this second chance at life. i've already lost my other friends and family and everything from that life, just let me hang on to you and this other idiot with all the strength left in me.

anyway, that's how the three of them become inseparable on an almost-physical level. a true triad. they get a shared bedroom and sleep together in a pile and everything. you'll find out

#vince #verica #pule #deimos triad #rift lore #vince is trying his damn best to suffer melodramatically from main character syndrome and i am perpetually beating him back with a stick #i mean this is still about Him. but not from his POV for a fucking change. interesting exercise. #enough whinging about Character Receiving Disproportionate Amounts of Attention in my tags bye #part of this isn't gonna make sense to anyone who isn't friend fashion show bc i've actually shown them the outline for some of this #but Nyeh. coherency is not a guarantee on this blog and it never will be. asks are open if you want. always up to develop more in detail #halfway through typing this. i already had an outline for collective but actually this is. going to throw so much around in there #and that's a fantastic thing that's a great thing #i feel like i've been missing these key thoughts. i want the difference between jay and vince respected #and this is so much more the way to do it than what i had previously #identity crisis time. for me AND for all of my triad. get fucked. #tag essay oops. condolences if you're on mobile and got carpal tunnel scrolling past this after accidentally opening it

[crayonurchin]

What's the nice way to say "I actually quite like my job but sweet Jesus I don't want to go to work tomorrow"

#it's just cuz December is such a swamped month for entertain #ment #happy for the work! #enjoy the work! #glad I get to do something I like and am good at! #I just don't want to go do it tomorrow >.< #it's the disco that's throwing me tbh #doing discos is hard #if kids aren't vibing it's hard to change that in a disco #I'm better with games #but parents pay for disco so #nyeh

[mediumgayitalian]

Nico really fucking hates capture the flag.

Well, not always. Last week was fun. Last week was the annual Everyone Against The Stolls (to atone for their crimes), and Nico got to chase Connor around at top speeds, cackling, committing his shrieking and begs for mercy to memory. That was nice. That almost made him forgive the fucker for digging a trench under Nico’s unwelcome mat for him to fall into at seven thirty in the godsdamn morning.

But tonight’s game is boring.

He’s been standing, alone, at the base of the flag for the past forty bajillion hours. He’d raised a few dozens skeletons to spar with at first, since animating them to fight himself isn’t technically against the rules, but that got dull fast. (It isn’t much fun sparring with a partner who doesn’t have a brain. He already has to do that enough with Percy when he comes to visit camp.) He’d climbed the various trees around the clearing, or at least he tried until he got reamed by the dryads for climbing on a manner that was too annoying (?), and tried his hands at a few summoning spells. Nothing held his interest long.

And now he’s just standing, doing nothing, and he’s not allowed to leave. He has to stay in this stupid spot on the off chance that someone comes stumbling over to fight him for the flag.

“You’re our best swordsman, she said,” he says mockingly, beaming the nastiest vibes he can manage in Piper’s vague direction. “We need you on our defensive line, she said. Nyeh nyeh nyeh.”

His checks his watch. He groans. He looks critically over the grass, looking for a softer patch, and when he locates it he throws himself dramatically upon it, groaning louder.

“This sucks!” he yells, to no one.

“Will you shut up!” shouts back the dryad he pissed off earlier. “For the love of photosynthesis! Fuck!”

He bites his tongue hard to hold back laughter. (If he can avoid getting his entire cabin overgrown with prickle bushes again, that’d be great.) “Sorry,” he calls, trying with everything he has to sound contrite. Convincing his father to fight the Titan War was easier, actually. Acting is not his calling.

“Hmph!”

At least listening to see if she’ll come out and yell at him again provides something to ease his boredom. Yes, he’s going to regret bothering her, but in his defense, solo guarding is cruel and unusual punishment. He’d rather sit by an outlet with a fork and see if he can poke and let go fast enough to avoid dying. That at least would be interesting.

A rustling of leaves recaptures his attention, and he pauses.

“Holly?”

When no one answers, which is odd because she’s taken every opportunity in the last hour to either insult him or pelt him with stones, he lifts his head.

“You’re not going to scare me, dude. I had my fear glands surgically removed to become a better soldier.”

Not true. Obviously. But a fun bonus of being the camp weirdo is that no one doubts anything he says. He’s working on convincing everyone younger than him that he needs weekly tributes of chocolate delivered to his door every Friday or the dead are going to take over the world. So far, it’s working.

“Look, Holly, I’m sorry about the zombie, okay, I promise it didn’t mean to sneeze part of its brain on you —”

The rustling sounds again, only this time Nico can see that it’s not Holly’s tree, and in fact she is nowhere to be found. Alarmed, he jumps to his feet, shifting so he’s balanced on the balls of his feet, poised to attack. Is Piper’s plan failing? Has someone actually managed to make it all the way over here without getting (gently, probably, although they lost the last game and Piper gets cranky without dessert) maimed?

The rustling sounds for a third time. This time, an armoured someone stumbles out of the underbrush, tripping over their own foot and nearly landing flat on their face.

Nico has his sword at their throat in a millisecond.

“Wo-oah, Morbius. That’s probably my least favourite sword you could stab in me.”

Nico goes bright red. “I have never wanted to stab you more than right this second.”

Will, chest plate skewed to the right, quiver completely empty, and black paint smeared under his eyes, snickers. He puts a finger on the tip of Nico’s sword and pushes it away from his neck.

“The opportunity was right there, babe. I couldn’t not.”

“You really, really could. In fact at all times, you should remember these words of wisdom: shut up.”

“…Damn. Inspiring.”

Nico rolls his eyes, but the effect is somewhat lessened by the smile on his face and the obvious pleasure in his expression. He’s even feeling merciful enough to accept Will’s kiss, although his sword keeps a good amount of distance between them. (Will’s on the blue team, after all. It would be unprofessional to be fraternizing with the enemy.

…Well, too much, anyway.)

“What’re you doing here? You’re supposed to be with the other archers, sitting in trees and causing havoc.”

Will shrugs, grinning lazily. “I quit. This game is senselessly violent and I’m Against It On Principle. I’m a pacifist, you know.”

“Uh huh.” Nico raises an eyebrow. “I assume this doesn’t count you choking Cecil out in a headlock, this morning.”

Will opens his mouth. Nothing comes out. He closes it again.

“Cecil is my mortal enemy,” he grudges after a moment. “He doesn’t count.”

“‘Course not. Not like you cried for two hours when he went to visit his mom last weekend or anything.”

“Will you — stop saying I cried. I barely teared up, okay. Barely.”

Nico can’t quite force down the stupid grin that pulls across his face, matching Will’s, nor can he resist grabbing the leather straps of his boyfriend’s armour and hauling him close.

“You better not be here to distract me,” he mumbles, leaning close and pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw, the corner of his mouth. Will hums, settling his hands on Nico’s hips.

“Nope. Cross my heart and hope to die.”

“Drama queen.”

“Excuse — I am the least dramatic, I’ll have you know. I’m a pinnacle of solemnity. I am a shining beacon of stoicism. I am — mmfh,” He trails off. “Okay, doing this now, mhm.”

Nico smiles triumphantly into the kiss. Will, he has found, is very easy to shut up, despite his long-running nickname of Motormouth. It’s almost like he has an off button that can be accessed only by Nico sticking his tongue in his mouth. Nico is doing his civic duty, honestly. He should be compensated for his service.

(‘Course, doesn’t hurt that Will smells, like, really good, all the time, and his lips are soft as hell and he is actually quite the kisser, in fact. That is definitely a fun bonus.)

He smooths his hands over Will’s shoulders, travelling up the sides of his neck and settling in his hair. Will keens, slightly, when he wraps a finger around a frizzy golden curl and tugs, slightly, when he scratches his nails along his scalp. The rush of power at the feeling makes Nico dizzy, and his sword clatters to the ground as he busies himself with more interesting — and important — things.

Like pulling more of those sounds from his boyfriend’s throat. Or making his knees buckle, again, like he did the other night — gods, that was good, it made Will flush scarlet and Nico feel like he was fuckin’ floating, to have Will so needy and touchy and totally at his mercy —

“Free line to the flag! Go go go go!”

Nico startles, whirling towards the sudden cacophony of noises. To his horror, what looks like half the camp, helmets shining with plumes of blue, comes pouring into the clearing, weapons raised, voices mixing in one long, victorious shout. He lunges for his sword, but before he can grab it, two strong arms tighten around his torso, pinning his hands to his side.

Immediately, he knows he’s been set up.

“Oh, you — fucker!”

He feels the curve of Will’s grin against his neck. “First shower privileges for a whole month, baby.” He noses along his jaw, pressing an apologetic kiss to his cheek. “Couldn’t resist.”

Nico struggles, aghast, watching the once-red flag shimmer in Lou Ellen's hold to a bright, shining blue. “I am breaking up with you, you traitor, you Iago, you vixen — ”

Will snorts. He ducks down and pecks Nico on the lips, again, and again, and then shifts to his cheeks, the bridge of his nose, his temples, his forehead, and all over his face, making louder and louder mwah sounds until Nico is laughing, punching his shoulder and shoving him away.

“Okay! Okay. Let me go, you villainous toad. We will discuss how much you’ll have to grovel for my forgiveness after Piper finishes yelling at me for getting distracted.”

Will presses one last kiss to his nose, smiling cheekily before stepping away, heading towards his boasting team. “Enjoy that lecture! Love you!”

“Yeah, yeah.” Nico rolls his eyes, resting his aching cheek in his hand. “Love you too, asshole.”

#love this one it’s so fun teehee #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #hoo #heroes of olympus #pjo hoo toa #nico di angelo #will solace #nico di angelo/will solace #nico/will #will/nico #solangelo #established solangelo #fluff #humour #banter #100 ways #100 ways to say i love you #my writing #fic #longpost #making out

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

☀️for all papyrus☀️

His s/o points to his neck and asks if he likes the new perfume, then as the skeleton leans in, surprises him with a tender kiss on the forehead.

Undertale Papyrus - Well done. Very well done. He didn't see this coming. You win this time. But if you expect The Great Papyrus to stay on a defeat, you're wrong. Be prepared to be tricked to death for him to kiss you back. He's a master of traps, you think you can win? He won't let you. He might be so excited you find him later hanging by the feet in the kitchen as he fell into his own trap to catch you. You kiss him again. Now this is just a war declaration.

Underswap Papyrus - You kiss him then you hear a loud "thump" as he was so suprised he didn't realise you were not holding him and fell face first on the floor in a pathetic "nyeh?!". Now, with the face entirely orange, Honey is slowly sinking in the floor to escape embarrassment. He can't believe he just did that.

Underfell Papyrus - He flushes furiously and immediatly straightens, like you just burned him. His face is bright red and he's doing all he can to avoid you eyes as the good tsundere he is. He coughs awkwardly, whispers a small "you smell nice" and walks-runs out of the room to go lock himself in his room. He needs a moment to recover.

Horrortale Sans - He raises a brow. "IF YOU WANTED A KISS YOU COULD JUST ASKED." He then kisses you back, making you blush furiously instead. He is really proud of himself as he's going back to his cooking. Willow has no shame. That's a game you can't win, he's too powerful for you.

Horrorswap Papyrus - He lets go a soft purr as he's slowly blushing, suddenly all shy. He can't really kiss you back since he doesn't have an inferior jaw so he just rubs his face against your chest and hugs you close to show he's happy.

Horrorfell Papyrus - He quickly tries to escape to mask his feeling but he forgot the breaks of his wheelchair are still on. It's funny looking him struggle so much to get away, more and more distressed as his face is blushing. He's trying so hard to avoid your stare.

Swapfell Papyrus - Your lips find paper and you frown, before noticing a UNO reverse card sticked on his forehand. You gasp loudly when suddenly the huge skeleton throws himself at you for you to smell him while he kisses you instead. You're screeching in shock, so loudly Nox comes out of his room to make sure you're not getting murdered. You beg him for help, he just rolls his eyelights at you, flips his bird and leaves. RUDE.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He got startled. So he headbutted you instinctively. Now you're both on the floor, whining in pain as both your heads are hurting. His face is bright orange and he keeps apologizing again and again, scared you're mad at him. You're just laughing hysterically. Wine walks in, stares at you like you're a moron and leaves, still staring at you judgementaly.

Outertale Papyrus - And here he goes. Sun is so happy he starts to fly and finds himself stuck on the ceiling, face entirely blue. He needs a few minutes to come down.

Dancetale Papyrus - He stays still for a second, shocked, then looks at you intensely. Oh boy, here he comes. Salsa drags you to him and starts kissing you all over your face and neck. Oh dear.

Dancefell Papyrus - You try to kiss him but he suddenly makes you fall in his arms and kisses you instead. You think you can trick him that easily? Try better. His dating powers are too strong for you.

Farmtale Papyrus - He runs away, in shock. You find him a few minutes later hugging a sheep in the barn, looking like he fought in a war or something. As soon as he sees you, his face turns bright orange. He can't talk anymore. He will be like that for a few days.

Mafiatale Papyrus - He puts a hand in front of your mouth. How do you want him to sniff you if you try to kiss him at the same time? You then go for two very long awkward minutes where he sniffs your neck intensely. Demon is looking at you two from the couch, frowning and deeply concerned about what the fuck you two are doing. You want to disapear.

Mafiafell Papyrus - He gasps loudly as he realises he was tricked. How dare you did this to him at his weakest moment? Yeah, he's very dramatic as he stomps off, blushing furiously. A few minutes later, you hear him screech in the closet of his office, and you can't stop smiling.

Disbelief Papyrus - Oh. He blushes, all shy, and slowly kisses you back, desperate for more affection. You start to pet his head, it's over. Delta ends somehow on your laps, hugging your waist, his face burried in your stomach. Yeah, it's cuddling time apparently.

#undertale #underswap #underfell #horrortale #horrorswap #horrorfell #swapfell #fellswap gold #outertale #dancetale #dancefell #farmtale #mafiatale #mafiafell #papyrus #disbelief papyrus #undertale ask blog #undertale asks #undertale imagines #undertale headcanons

[thewonderingbard]

Hi cool people! (I don’t know if I’ve sent this ask so I’m really REALIY sorry if this su a repeat. Ny gold fish mind is depleting today)

How would the skeletons react to S/O wearing their clothing and it shows all the right curves? (Let’s say Male S/O)

-🍿 anon

Hello 🍿 anon!

I'm going with that male!S/O has borrowed their shorts or a shirt.(Or hoodie in Honey’s case)

Undertale Sans - Vanilla

He is bright blue. However, he doesn't miss a beat before saying

“Look at you~You’re making my BUTT pressure go through the roof” 

He is making butt puns allnight.He can’t help it! It's not his fault his S/Os curves are very well-defined in his shorts! He giggles to himself when his S/O gets all flustered because of the butt puns!

Undertale Papyrus - Paps

“NYEH!!!”

His darling S/O…IS EVEN MORE HANDSOME IN HIS SHIRT. He knew his datemate was attractive before but GOD DAYUM.S/O IS MEETING ALL OF HIS STANDARDS. STARS ABOVE! He adored S/Os curves before but now he knows his shirt makes them stand out. He is giving S/O twenty of his shirts.

Underswap Sans - Blue

He is speechless. His jaw? It is on the floor. He didn't notice his S/Os curves before(he is more of a personality type of skeleton) but NOW? My gosh! He can not get enough! He is calling and telling S/O all the compliments. Handsome.Dashing.Attractive.S/O is all of the words. He now insists that S/O always wears his shirts.

Underswap Papyrus - Honey

S/O has broken him. To say Honey appreciates his S/Os curves is an understatement. He LOVES them. So when Honey sees his S/O in his hoodie, which perfectly defines S/Os curves. He is lost for words. He quickly regains himself and wraps his arms around his S/O.HE BETTER NOT HEAR YOU DEGADING YOURSELF OR ELSE HE IS GOING TO FIST FIGHT YOUR BRAIN. Yeahhhhhh he now gives you plenty of his hoodies.

Underfell Sans - Red

He absolutely loves it when his S/O wears his jacket but when S/O decided to borrow his shorts to go out in? His skull is as red as a cherry. Somehow his shorts defined S/Os curves! He stutters over his words and gets so flustered he has to take a minute but when he comes back with his signature smirk and says something like

“And where do you think you’re goin’, baby boy?”

He makes S/O change because he is not letting anyone but him see his handsome S/Os curves.

Underfell Papyrus - Edge

He smirks. He has done this on purpose.S/O asked to borrow his shirt for a formal event. Edge gave S/O one he knew would be a bit small. And now? His dapper S/O dressed to the nines stood in front of him in an outfit that perfectly defines his S/O’s PERFECT curves. And bless the stars he loves it. He pulls S/O to him by the waist into his chest and says in his best ‘non-loud’ voice

“You look simply DIVINE~,My Prince~”

Horrortale Sans - Seaweed

LISTEN. This skeleton knows a thing or two about worshipping curves. So when his S/O is wearing his shorts…he is practically on his knees. He is throwing you compliments left, right and centre. That is it you are not allowed out looking that attractive. Into his hoodie, you go for a cuddle session. He honestly does not care if S/O has somewhere to be! S/O is now ‘busy’ with him worshipping S/Os curves and cuddling S/O.

Horrortale Papyrus - Papaya

If you thought Paps liked his S/O curves. This Skeleton is DEVOTED to his S/Os curves. He knows it means S/O eating well and he knows it's probably his food that has done this to S/O.He is not complaining. For a monster made out of bones, he can appreciate some extra muscle. He also loves that S/O is in his only t-shirt ( Papaya prefers not showing his arms).He was never going to wear it so it is S/Os now!

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Thank you for the ask!

I hope it turned out okay

-Morganna

#horrortale #underfell #underswap #undertale #undertale headcanons #papyrus x reader #sans x reader #male reader

[curlygirlybitchachos]

Padawan Reader

*Y/n after losing an arm, while on a mission with Anakin*

Y/n: I'm not allowed to lose limbs on missions.

Anakin: don't worry kid. I got this. *makes Y/n a prosthetic arm* here. Better than the old one.

Y/n: Obi-wan gonna be mad... And Cody will kill me.

Anakin: nyeh. Just be careful and they will never knew.

~a few days later~

Obi-wan: Y/n? Can you give me a hand dear one?

*Y/n casually throws their hand to Obi-wan*

*Cody watching the whole screen ready to a mental breakdown*

~meanwhile~

Anakin, scared: oh no...

Rex: what?

Anakin: he knew....

#star wars #clone wars #star wars incorrect quotes #clone wars incorrect quotes #padawan reader #commander cody #obi-wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #captain rex

[paper-lilypie]

more silly stuff ft y/n’s lack of brain to mouth filter

#honestly same #just take the silly scratches #nyeh! throws it at you #fnaf #post fire au #fnaf eclipse #art: copper cogs rusted through

[pet-cemetery-emotes]

HIckey EMOJI OR VAMPIRE BITE MARKS. PLEASE. THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE

Various bitemark emoji! + Blood drips :D Full tooth set, and vampire fang-specifc :3

If you don't mind re-requesting hickey, I'd like to attempt that when I have energy next! But I was able to get these done before I crashed so. Throwing them up. Nyeh

#custom emoji #custom emote #blood #violence #biting #vampire #request fulfilled

[sweetside]

🎃Trick or Treat🍬

It's the spookiest part of the year, everyone Nyeh nyeh Nyeeeeeeh!~ Or not if you reblog this in April or something.

So let's celebrate this most wonderful time of the year with our muses!

Send 🎃 or (Trick) to give my muse a piece (or multiple pieces of candy) from the list below!

Send 🍬 or (Treat) to let my muse choose a piece (or multiple) from the list below. (Im not liable if some of the less bright muses decide to not read the effects before consumption.)

Remember that the muses' Mun can pick out the candy sent to them if they don't want their muse eating it.

The Options:

🍭(Lollipop) : Upon eating this, the eater gains 10 lbs.

🍪(Cookie) : Upon eating this, the eater gains 50 lbs.

🍫(Chocolate Bar) : Upon eating this, the eater gains 100 lbs.

🥛(Milk dud) : Upon eating this, the eater's bust size doubles.

🍑(Peach Sweet): Upon eating this, the eater's butt doubles in size.

🍐(Pear Gummy): Upon eating this, the eater's hips double in size.

🍌(Banana Marshmallow): Upon eating this, the eater grows 1 foot taller.

🫐(Berry Gum): Upon eating this, the eater's skin starts to change into the colour of the berry the asker specified (Blueberry by default), The muse also slowly fills up with said berry's juice.

🥝(Kiwi Pop rock): Upon eating this, the eater's hair grows 1 foot longer.

🧃(Juice box): Upon eating this, the eater gains a months worth of muscle.

🍋(Lemon Lozenge): The eater's personality becomes stubborn and sure of themselves!

🍯(Honey Drop): The eater's personality becomes sickeningly sweet and optimistic!

🧂(Salt Toffee): The eater's personality becomes outgoing and vocal!

🥒(Bitter Pickle): The eater's personality becomes spoiled and self-entitled!

🌿(Mint sauce): The eater's personality becomes more confident and concerned about their identity!

🥡(Leftovers): The eater's personality becomes more lazy and lethargic.

⚡(Energy Drink): The eater's personality flips upside down, becoming the reverse of what it is!

🪥(Tooth paste): The eater's personality resets to their original one.

🐺(Moon pie): The eater turns into a Werewolf!

😺(Kit Kat): The eater turns into a Cat Girl/Cat Boy!

🐟(Swedish Fish): The eater turns into a Mermaid/Merman!

🐰(Candy Carrot): The eater turns into a Bunny Girl/Bunny Boy!

🐮(Milk bottle candy): The eater turns into a Cow Girl/Cow Boy!

🦇(Red Licorice): The eater turns into a Vampire!

👻(Sugar Glass): The eater becomes a Ghost!

😈(Spicy Sucker): The eater becomes a Devil or Demon!

🧶(Strawberry Laces): The eater becomes a construct! (Like a doll or golem or maybe even a Frankenstein!)

🐵(Gum): The eater becomes a human!

🔴(Mars Bar): Turns the eater Male!

🟡(Venus Wine gum): Turns the eater Female!

Additional Details:

(These can be added to the ask to change the candy's effect.)

🪙(Cheap candy): Flips the candy's effect to be negative. (Doubling becomes Halving, etc.)

🏠(Home-made): The candy's original effect is ignored. Instead the effect is decided by the asker. (Beware that this is the type of candy Mun's are most likely to throw out.)

✖️(Charity): Doubles the effects of the given candy.

🍿(Grab bag): The Mun must randomly roll for what candy their muse gets.(Note: There are exactly 30 pieces of candy to choose from.) (Though they can still throw it away, or roll again.)

#Munmummbles #AskMeme

[glareandgrowl]

Here, take an AU I have no time to do anything with! NYEH!

Anyways, unfortunately I can’t do anything with this, even if its super cute and a great idea. Since I’ve already got TWO OTHER LARGE STORIES CURRENTLY GO READ CIGARETTES AND ASSASSINS!

(And a new 4 chapter bodyswap smut AU)

I guess I’d call it, “Ice Rink AU” with figure skater! Kiyotaka and Ice Hockey Captain! Mondo.

I haven’t thought of this AU outside of the context of like... one scene?

So if anyone wants to take this AU from my hands and make something with it, just make sure to tag me in it so I can see!

Also if anyone does plan on doing anything with this AU, feel free to message me if you had any inquiries about my ideas, or questions! Also also also if you have any story related questions about any of my Au’s, feel free to throw them at @fauxpaux my writing blog!

#danganronpa Ice Rink AU #figure skater! Kiyotaka #Ice Hockey Captain! Mondo #danganronpa AU #ishimondo #Kiyotaka Ishimaru #danganronpa kiyotaka #mondo owada #kiyotaka x mondo #danganronpa mondo #danganronpa fanart #fanart #longsheepart

[tobiasdrake]

Guess I'll wrap things up in town and head to the re-sleepover.

Okay, last time I was here, I weirded out this child. This time, I'm gonna TRY. HARDER.

Jackpot. Children love puns about their favorite thing. Now this small child of no clear importance thinks I'm cool.

That is very important to me.

I don't know why.

FROG SPELL

Nyeh heh heh heh heh! I have discovered the cheat code to being popular with kids. It's frogs. The cheat code is frogs.

Now if only I could extend that popularity to adults.

And my teammates.

And now. We have. THE FLOWER. Aggggggggh the flower. So much pressure. Hmm. Maybe I can bribe Bonbon into not hating me.

HEY HALF-PINT, PRESENT FOR YOU

Because I'm trying to improve our team's cohesion and the friction that exists between you and me is basically our only interpersonal conflict. Consider this an olive branch.

I'm gonna go out on a limb and call this one "Mission Failed" since I'm pretty sure I just made things awkward and weird. There might not be a way to bury the hatchet with this kid. They're under a lot of stress.

I just want to know who keeps breaking the bread. I was specifically watching for it and it still crept up on me. I blinked for one second - Well, okay, I had a brief chat with my Lemonfriend about ignoring all of you but that's beside the point - and then there was just this hideous CRACK and the bread was ripped in half.

How!? WHEN!? WHO!?

You could just tell me now and then I'll know it so when I die and you've un-told it to me I can spare you the embarrassment of telling me.

Then again maybe we should keep it on the down-low to avoid making my Lemonfriend jealous. I'm sure they're listening in on every word we say. They're clingy and stalkerish like that.

Wow. We're back here again already. In my defense, I DID check for traps. I very briefly skimmed each pillar so I'm pretty sure there has to be some sort of complex--

Well. Okay then.

I now realize that the cause of my death was, in fact, that I suck at my job. Cool.

I would make a remark here about "going to crawl under a rock and die" but the boulder has a sense for ironic timing so it's best not to chance it. Let's just flick this stupid switch and move on.

Done. Mistake unmade. No longer have I died a clown. DO YOU HEAR THAT, LEMONFRIEND!? I HAVE SUCCESSFULLY NOT DIED.

BOOM, nothing to worry about now. It should be smooth sailing from here. Let's go commit regicide with extreme prejudice.

Cutlery is an interesting subject matter, actually. There's a lot of differentiation in individual sizes, shapes, and compositions of individual cutlery that contribute to a variety of different meal experiences. Even chopsticks come in many different forms.

But this would fall under the category of etiquette. I'm not quite sure if Madame Odile's field of expertise falls into that wheelhouse. Though I could see it....

Hey, give me some credit. You know how hard it is to cheat gratuitously under four different sets of watchful eyes?

You call it cheating. I call it speed practice. That's the kind of manual dexterity that lets me throw signs so fast.

Well that's fucking dangerous. THANKS FOR JUST BRINGING IT UP NOW, BONNIE. What if I slipped on that?

<.<

>.>

What... if I slipped on that....

Zero hesitation. FOR SCIENCE!

YES

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

Okay. We have proven that my lemon drop powers will still bring me back in time even if I'm frozen in time. This is a very useful piece of information to establish, so it's good to get that out of the way before we meet the King while the risk is still....

...

...while the risk is still....

...

Oh. Wait. That could have been really bad for me. If that didn't work then--

LET'S NOT THINK ABOUT THAT HAHAHA I'm sure my Lemonfriend wouldn't have left me strander there. It's fine. The important thing is that I now know my ability to loop is immutable even by time.

This is what PROGRESS looks like. >:D

#in stars and time #drake plays in stars and time