#sorry about the wait !!

[superlarva]

Fives, Tup, and Dogma in a fort!

Soooo sorry about last week, I've been ridiculously busy, but we're back to my usual weekly Sunday updates of Raising Dominoes for the foreseeable future!

Anyways, here is Chapter 8 - Furniture and Forts. It was mostly just an excuse to draw the boys in a blanket fort :)

Prologue: 00 Previous chapter: 07 Next chapter: 09

Summary: Tup and Dogma help Fives set up his new room before a power outage frightens them.

CW: Implied/referenced child abuse, panic attacks, power outages

Chapter 8 - Furniture and Forts

Fives had not been able to fall back asleep after his nightmare, so after Cody left they spent the rest of the morning playing with the toys that Rex had bought the day before. At first Fives seemed to have trouble with the concept of playing. He would just sit in front of the toys staring at them blankly until Rex told him to do something specific with them, at which point he would comply, but after a while he seemed to get the gist of it. He began to make up little scenarios with the action figures and would have them battle each other.

It did not sit well with Rex that fighting seemed to be the only thing his son knew well enough to recreate in play, but Fives did seem to be having fun, so he tried not to intervene. Well, he might have been trying to coax Fives into helping him build a racetrack out of Legos for the matchbox cars, but the boy was too busy bashing the small plastic soldiers together and making blaster noises to notice.

By early afternoon Fives seemed to be running out of energy. The workers also arrived to deliver the boys’ furniture, so Rex turned the TV on to a random cartoon channel and let Fives curl up on the couch and watch it while he helped the guys set up the room.

When they were done the workers left and Rex found Fives still watching the show. He had hoped the boy would have fallen asleep, but he supposed it had probably been a little loud for that.

“Hey, buddy,” Rex sank down on the couch next to Fives.

Fives quickly turned his attention to Rex, television forgotten, “Are they done? Can I see?”

Rex chuckled, “Yep.”

Fives grinned and jumped up. He ran to his new room and stopped in the doorway. Rex joined him.

The furniture was all from the same set, so every piece had the same dark stained wood. It was a little weird to see the room with just furniture and no decorations, but Fives did not seem to mind. The kid was practically trembling with excitement.

Each side of the room had a bed with a bare mattress sitting in the far corner, and a nightstand, desk, dresser, and bookshelf up against the wall. Fives looked up at Rex, “This is really all just for me and Echo?”

“This is your room, yeah.”

“Wow.”

Rex grinned and pushed Fives lightly into the room, “Go on. Pick which side you want.”

Fives looked around the room and took a tentative step forward before looking back to Rex uncertainly.

“It’s okay,” Rex tried to reassure, “Just pick which bed you want to sleep in.”

Fives looked like he was making the hardest decision of his life before stepping over to the bed on the left and turning back to Rex, “This one?”

“Perfect.”

Fives beamed, “Can we-”

He was cut off by the sound of muffled voices:

“No, you have to knock louder, Tup. He’s not gonna hear that.”

The second voice was too soft to hear through the walls, but a loud knock rang through the apartment.

Fives looked up at Rex, his brows drawn together, and a tight frown tugged down the corners of his lips.

“It’s alright, those are my friends,” Rex said, flicking on the light in Fives’s room and motioning for the boy to follow him as he made his way down the hallway towards the door, turning on all the lights as he went. “You remember Hardcase?”

“Y-yeah,” Fives answered.

“These are his little cousins Dogma and Tup. They’re just a bit older than you.”

Fives nodded, but hesitated as they reached the entryway, “Why’d you turn on all the lights?”

“Oh, uh, they don’t like the dark,” Rex said softly, opening the door before Fives could ask why not.

They were met with a scowling preteen with close cropped hair and a boy with longer wavy hair that could have been the other’s twin if he was not a few years younger standing in front of a large box.

It took Rex a second to register, but when he did he grinned, “Thanks. This is your guys’ old stuff?”

The boys nodded.

Rex pulled the container into his apartment, “Awesome. This is great.”

Fives peered out from behind Rex and gave the older boys a small wave. Tup offered a shy smile and inched a bit closer to Dogma, who wrapped his arm around his brother and attempted a smile of his own, but it did not quite reach his eyes.

Dogma craned his neck to see into the apartment, “What were all those people doing?”

“Setting up Fives and Echo’s new room,” Rex said, ruffling Fives’s hair.

Tup’s eyebrows raised in interest. Rex new the look well and smiled at the boy, “If it’s okay with Fives, you guys can check it out. It’s not finished or anything though.”

Tup and Dogma exchanged a glance before looking to Fives.

“It’s okay,” Fives said, shifting a little behind Rex even as the words left his mouth.

Tup smiled and followed Dogma as he made his way into the apartment.

Dogma puffed out his chest and turned to address Fives, “My name is Dogma, I’m twelve years old and 3 months. This is my brother Tup. He’s ten.”

Fives’s large brown eyes darted between the boys, “I’m Fives.”

Dogma and Tup stayed to help unpack and decorate the bedroom. Dogma was helping Rex make the beds and the younger boys were putting Tup’s hand-me-downs in the dresser. Fives pulled out a shirt and passed it to Tup, “Echo.”

Tup hesitated, “Are you sure? You’re giving way more clothes to Echo than to yourself.” Fives shrugged, “That shirt is red. Echo likes red.”

Rex looked over to the dresser and saw that Echo’s was full and Fives’s practically empty, “Tup’s right, Fives. You need clothes to wear too. Why don’t you start putting more things in your dresser.”

Fives’s eyebrows pushed together, and he looked down into the box of clothes, “But- but what if Echo wants them?”

Rex shrugged, “When Echo gets home you guys can trade if you want, but for now you need to give yourself more clothes.”

Fives still looked a little confused and when Tup moved to place the red shirt in his dresser rather than Echo’s, he shook his head.

Tup froze, looking from Fives to the dresser to Rex, who was busy tucking in sheets. Dogma had been listening to the exchange while making Fives’s bed and looked up at the silence. He caught on quick and scowled at Fives, “Rex said-”

“But Echo would really like that shirt!” Fives interrupted, voice hitting a whiney pitch.

Dogma’s scowl deepened and Tup looked like he would rather be anywhere than caught in this crossfire.

Rex looked over and was about to say something, but Fives beat him to it, “I-I’ll take the rest of them, just- just Echo would really like that one.”

“But-” Dogma started, confusion replacing his scowl.

“It’s fine,” Rex interjected, he had heard the panic in Fives’s voice, and he did not want to make it any worse.

Dogma opened his mouth to say something.

“It’s fine, Dogma,” Rex repeated with a bit more force.

Dogma mumbled out a quiet apology and turned back to Fives’s bed, his ears turning red.

“Tup, why don’t you put that one in Echo’s drawer,” Rex nodded to the red tee still clutched in Tup’s hand. The boy obliged and Rex continued, “But the rest go to Fives, okay?”

Fives nodded seriously.

With four sets of helping hands, they were able to finish setting up the room fairly quickly. After learning that Jesse was out taking Hardcase to his drum lesson and Kix had picked up an extra shift at the hospital (which Rex could not help but feel responsible for), Rex insisted on Dogma and Tup staying for dinner. The boys did not complain.

While they were eating Dogma suddenly pointed out the window, “Hey, it’s snowing!”

“Really?” Tup jumped up and ran to the window.

Fives joined Tup, “Whoa, it’s so fluffy.”

Dogma’s eyes darted between his plate and the window, clearly debating something. Rex felt an odd pang in his chest at how hard this decision seemed to be for the kid. He smiled gently, “You can go take a closer look.”

Dogma’s eyes snapped to his, “But we’re eating?”

“The food will still be here after you take a look.”

“Come on, Dogma!” Tup exclaimed, unable to hide his excitement.

Dogma slowly and a little rigidly got up from the table and made his way over to his brother, glancing back uncertainly at Rex every few feet.

Rex nodded encouragingly. He had known Dogma and Tup ever since Kix had taken them in six years ago. The boys had been scared and nervous and so afraid of the dark that they refused to sleep until they all but collapsed. As the years went on, they acclimated to their new environment as well as one could expect, but Tup was still a shy bundle of worry and Dogma was still overly compliant to what he believed the “rules” were. And they were both still scared of the dark.

“It’s windy,” Fives noted.

“Really windy,” Dogma breathed, sounding lost in thought.

Tup turned from the window to look at Rex, his face scrunched up with worry, “Do you think the power’s gonna go out?”

Rex shook his head, “Probably not.”

Tup turned back to the window and Rex grimaced; he could hear the wind howling outside.

The boys had taken to playing in the twins’ room after dinner while Rex cleaned up. From what he could hear in the kitchen, it sounded like Dogma was teaching Fives some sort of card game. Rex smiled; he was glad they were getting along.

As soon as he finished scrubbing the last dish, the lights flickered in the apartment. Rex dropped the plate back into the sink and ran to the bedroom.

Dogma sat cross legged on the floor in front of a game of palace, back stiff as a board, eyes wide and focused on a space just in front of Rex. Tup had thrown himself over his older brother and was clinging to him, eyes just as wide and filled with terror.

Fives’s back was to Rex, and he turned, a frown tugging down the corners of his lips, “What-”

Just then the lights went out and they were plunged into darkness.

Rex moved quickly, scooping up Tup and pulling him into his lap, just as he had seen Kix do a million times before. The boy was already hyperventilating, his small chest rising and falling quickly with each shallow, ragged breath. Rex pulled his hand through Tup’s wavy hair, and exaggerated his breathing in the hopes that Tup would feel it and it would help him regulate his own.

“You’re safe, Tup. It’s me, Rex. You’re in my apartment.”

Tup clung to Rex a little tighter, but his breathing remained quick and shallow.

Rex turned to Fives, whose outline he could see in the dim light from the window, “Fives, there’s a flashlight on my nightstand in my room. Do you think you could get it for me?”

Fives made an affirmative noise and scurried into the darkness.

“How are you doing, Dogma?” Rex asked, turning his attention to the older boy for a moment.

Dogma did not respond, so Rex pulled him in close to his side, “I got you, you’re safe.” Dogma rested his head against Rex’s shoulder and trembled, speaking softly, “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to.”

Rex felt hot tears seeping into his shirt and could not help but feel like he was in way over his head. He had no idea what Dogma was apologizing for, but he supposed that did not matter.

“I know,” Rex said gently, even though did not, “It’s alright.”

Fives reappeared with the flashlight in hand and passed it to Rex. Rex switched it on immediately and it flickered to life, bathing the room in a golden light. He felt Dogma relax a bit beside him and gave the sniffling boy a quick squeeze before turning his attention back to Tup.

Tup was still in the throws of a panic attack and clung to Rex with a force and determination he did not know the ten-year-old had. Rex gently pried one of Tup’s hand off him and pressed the flashlight into it, “Here, have the light.”

Tup clutched the flashlight and slumped against Rex, his breaths erratic as he struggled to calm down.

“Breath with me, Tup. In,” Rex took a deep breath in before letting it out slowly, “Out.”

Rex kept inhaling and exhaling with Tup and eventually got the boy to slow his breathing. All the fight left Tup’s body and he slumped weakly against Rex.

“You want me to call Kix?” Rex asked gently.

Tup shook his head.

“Jesse?”

“No.”

“It wouldn’t be a bother.”

“No. I’m- I’m okay now,” Tup said shakily.

Rex frowned, Tup was far from okay, “You’ll stay here until Kix or Jesse get home.”

Tup nodded against him.

“Um, excuse me, sir?” Fives pipped up from the doorway of his bedroom where he had watched the scene unfold.

“Yes, little soldier?” Rex said the joking nickname coming automatically.

“Can we build a fort?”

“Like a blanket fort?” Rex asked, a little surprised Fives even knew what that was.

Fives nodded, “When we were scared like this, we would hide in a fort.”

“Yeah,” Rex said slowly, wondering how many times the twins had been “scared like this.”

Fives grinned and turned to Dogma, “Dogma, there are extra blankets in the closet in the hallway. We need three.”

The preteen sniffled and wiped his face, but got up and swiftly made his way out of the room, following the orders like his life depended on it.

Once Dogma had his mission, Fives sat down next to Tup—who was curled up in Rex’s lap and did not seem like he planned on leaving anytime soon—and explained his architectural vision for the fort. The plan distracted Tup from the power outage and Rex had to admit that there was no way he could have handled the situation better than his seven-year-old son currently was.

Dogma returned from the dimly lit hallway quickly and handed the blankets over to Fives.

The construction of the fort was left mostly to Fives and Dogma, but Tup did seem to be taking an interest in it. Rex nudged the boy in his lap as the other two finished up the fort and began crawling around in it, “Want to play with Dogma and Fives?”

Tup hesitated, “Can I keep the flashlight?”

“Of course,” Rex nodded, giving the kid a gentle push towards the others.

Tup crawled over to join his brother and Fives, who were now talking enthusiastically about “defense systems” they could put in place to fortify their creation.

Rex could have sworn he even saw Dogma smiling.

@marierg @stressed-cherry @ffdemon @renton6echo @bambambunny @tearfulsolace @rndmpeep @brokenphoenix99 @nerdy-valkyrie @xylionet @tazmbc1 @eyayah123 @the-bad-batch-baroness @sarcastic-nebula @ihaventpickedausername @sexysmeagolshitposting @emma-1409

#There are some chapters that actually have Echo in them coming up #Sorry about the wait #the clone wars #clone trooper fives #clone trooper echo #arc trooper echo #arc trooper fives #captain rex #clone wars #tcw #clone trooper tup #clone trooper dogma #domino twins #baby dominos #superlarva

[pseudowho]

I absolutely promise Infiltration Chapter 8 (the finale!) is coming this week. I just need to make sure it's *just right*.

Got to stop buying myself writing fics about Higuruma screwing your brains out on the stairs, smh.

#Sorry about the wait #Big chapter #Super emotional #kento nanami #kento nanami x you #kento nanami x y/n #kento nanami x reader #jjk #jjk nanami #nanami fluff #jujustu kaisen #jjk fluff #nanami kento smut

[danyaselmar]

"Hello darling."

Raffle price for @ragingdumpsterfire 🥰

I had a lot of fun drawing our favorite vampire elf😊 Hope you like it.

#astarion #the pale elf #astarion ancunin #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 astarion #bg3 #baldurs gate #baldurs gate fanart #digital art #artists on tumblr #danyas drawings #digital portrait #digital painting #sorry about the wait #i'm still a bit sick

[luimagines]

Sequel to ‘He Thinks you Straight Up Die’ Part 3

Masterlist

Part 1 Part 2

Part 3 will have the same characters as the first half which you can read right here!

The characters are Sky, Time and Four.

Content under the cut!

Sky

Sky takes a moment to catch his breath and try to avoid the barrage of emotions he wants to let out. Belatedly, he recognizes that sounds of battle around him.

He struggles to get to his feet, the Master Sword being the only thing that keep him falling over where he kneels.

Sky can hear the yells and the screams and shrieks. It causes his blood to keep pumping at full throttle even if every muscle in his body is screaming at him to stop. He’s so tired. He can’t breath.

He collapses to the ground, his grip on the Master Sword faltering.

Sky tries to push himself up again so that he’s not eating the dirt. There’s only so much that he’s able to hear. Only so much that is getting through to him at this moment. 

He wants to scream. He wants to cry. He wants to go over there and hold you. He wants to kill every monster here.

“They’re alive!!” He hears Legend shout. “I’m getting them out of here!”

What? Sky looks up. Sure enough, Legend is holding you bridal style activating his Pegasus Boots and sprinting out of the battle field like his life- or rather yours- depends on it. It might as well be the case.

Sky finds his second wind, forcing himself to get onto his feet again.

He only sees red.

Before he knows what’s really happening, he’s taken to the battle field again. Monsters fall before him like flies. They rarely pose a threat anymore. He needs them to pay though. For what they’ve done. For touching you. For even thinking that they would be able to get away with this.

He’s panting and the sword drops from his hands. He can’t go on anymore. his breath catches up to him and he needs to calm down before he sends himself over the edge.

Someone comes around and picks up the sword from the ground.

“I need to get to them.” Sky rasps out. “I need to see them. I need to- wahgahgahg”

“Easy. Easy.” It’s Twi. ”We can get on Epona and she can take us back to the camp. Hyrule, Warrior and Legend are already helping them.”

“Are all the monsters gone?” Sky asks for clarification.

“Yeah, you got them all, buddy.” Twi pats his back to help. “Not a single one of them are left.”

Sky spits. “Good.”

Carefully, even with Sky vaguely aware what’s happening, Twi manages to get them both on the horse with efficiency and take them back to camp. Epona is not meant to have two riders but they make it there easily enough without any complications- until Sky sees you. then he tries to throw himself to the ground with wild abandon.

“Are they alive? How bad is it?” Sky says and scrambles to your side before Twi can even think to hop off his horse and help Sky get to his own feet. 

Hyrule hisses. “Bad. But they’re alive and will continue to be that way for a while.”

“If they avoid infection while they’re at it, it would heighten their chances of a speedy recovery.” Warrior adds, blood staining his hand and wrists.

Sky wants to vomit. He takes a big breath only now realizing that he’s shaking like a leaf as he takes your hand. You don’t respond. 

But Sky can feel your faint but steady pulse and he relaxes like a puppet cut from its strings. He places your hand by his forehead, kissing your wrist.

Legend is busy wrapping up the last of your bandages and Sky has to move a bit to let him by and finish the job properly. 

No more words are exchanged and Sky faints at last..

Time

Time can’t even hear himself screaming. Behind him, he’s vaguely away that Warrior and Hyrule are panicking over your injuries and that Twilight and Sky have joined the fight like he knew they would.

This only fuels his rage.

Time was fully lost his perception of where he stands and what’s happening. All he knows is that this thing hurt you. It made you bleed. And you had asked for his help, you called out his name and he still let you fall.

He drives forward and he has to give credit where it’s due- the monster can fight.

His hits are blocked and parried easily. This makes him angrier.

Time growls and roars, something unleashing inside of him that he didn't knew he had. Or maybe he did, and he didn’t want to acknowledge it. Not since he took off the mask for the last time.

There’s else but his taste for vengeance, the blood roaring in his eyes and the red film in his vision. 

Time makes a wrong move is knocked back with enough force that he stumbles backward. He rolls with the momentum and gets back to his feet, dodging just in time to not get his skull sliced in half by the creature in front of him.

It barely scratches his nose and he takes the moment to stab forward, nicking the creature by a sliver on his side.

It laughs. “For the Hero of Time, is that the best you can do? No wonder you couldn’t save them. Hearing them cry for you, pray for you, beg for you to help them was music to my ears. And at the last moment-” The devil with his face grins at him. “You didn’t do anything.”

Time says nothing and fights ever harder than before. A small part of his head reminds to be careful or he’ll tire out, he needs to be smart, he needs to be quick, he needs to be strategic. And the larger half of his brain is yelling to tear this beast to shreds.

He gets the break he needed.

Someone, one of the boys, manages to shoot multiple arrows into the side of the monster, some are even imbedded in it’s head. Time takes the moment to attack as relentlessly as he’s been wanting to since you’ve been gone, since he heard who took you, since he saw you in the hands of the a demon.

He crumbles, unable to keep Time back and deal with the arrows at the same time.

Time can see his form warping and makes quick aim for the head. The body falls like water and he’s gone... for now.

Time stares at the puddle before it sinks in the ground. He stands there. Staring. Panting. He closes his eyes and adjusts the grip on his sword. Slowly, he finds it in himself to put it away. If there were other monsters in the room that were summoned, he didn’t notice.

He looks to where he vaguely remembers leaving you. You’re still on the ground and Hyrule and Warrior are still hovering around you, but they looks significantly less panicked. the boys boys are scattered around the room. Twilight and Sky stay guarded over the trio on the ground while the others looks a bit worse for wear. But they’re alive and they can heal when they all get out of here.

Time finally takes a calming breath. The creature is gone. Hopefully for good but he won’t expect it. He turns on his heel and marches toward you.

You’re still unconscious and the boys have covered you in bandages. A little bit of red seeps through your worst injuries but Hyrule looks winded, giving him a tight smile. That’s all Time needs to take another easy breath. You’re going to be ok. You’re going to scar. But you’ll live.

“We have to take it easy.” Warrior warns out of habit. “The magic did its work but we can’t take any chances for infection. They couldn’t heal all the way.”

Time picks you up, holding you bridal style. He gently moves so that your head rests on his shoulder. He has to make a conscious effort to unclench his teeth. “Alright. Come on. They need to be indoors. Let’s go.”

Time isn’t going to let go of you anytime soon. But he won’t say that out loud.  

Four

Four had your name on his lips before he even opened his eyes.

Soon enough his eyes blink open and he slowly takes in his surroundings. He doesn’t know where he is. He doesn’t know what happened after. He doesn’t know where you are.

He tries to sit up as fast as he can, trying to find you, but the world tilts and his head hurts. It’s splitting. He gulps down a breath, trying to not vomit from the  way gravity spins him even as he sits down.

“Woah, hey, easy, easy.” A voice soothingly, brushes his hair away from his face, and pushes his back down.

Four belatedly feels them trace over bandages on his head but he fights them.

 He can’t lie down! Where are you? What happened to you? You’re down. You went down. They crumpled your head. Where are you?

Four says your name desperately, trying to get the message across to the other person. “They got hit. They’re hurt. Where are they? Are they dead? I need them. I need to see them!”

“Calm down.” The voice hisses. It sounds like Warrior but it could also be Wild. Four bites his tongue and rolls over, trying to control his breathing once more. The world is no longer trying to throw him off of its surface and he looks up.

He sees that it’s night time and it’s actually Legend next to him. Four furrows his eyebrows, annoyed that his mind is playing tricks on him before he can even fully comprehend what’s happening.

“They’re asleep.” Legend stresses. “And you almost died, so take it easy. Don’t think I’m above knocking you out for own health.”

Four glares at the other boy. ”You don’t have it in you.”

A magic rod appears in Legend’s hands and he twirls it. “Try me.”

Four says nothing for a moment letting the statement hang in the air. But he tries getting up again. 

“Dude.” Legend deadpans. “What did I just say?”

“Help me up then!” Four swipes at him. “I’m going to them.”

“Ok, ok, hold on.” Legend grabs his hand and slowly helps him to feet. 

Four nearly pitches himself face first into the dirt and his headache returns to the front like a wrecking ball but he needs to be your side. Even if it kills him. He has to make up for not being there when you needed him.

They stop by your side. Your head is completely covered in bandages and Four thinks he can see a bit of blood staining the side. But it’s too dark to see properly and Four doesn’t want to think that it’s the truth.

Four doesn’t hesitate to drop to the ground, much to Legend’s displeasure. With  mild grunt and some shimmying on his part, Four takes his place by your side and grabs your hand. He holds it close and kisses your knuckles. You don’t stir despite the commotion. You are dead to the world. But your hand is warm, your heart is beating and Four can see your chest rise up and fall down in slow rhythmic pulses. So it’s only figurative.

Four takes in a shaky breath and settles in his spot. He tucks himself close to you, resting his arm around you gently for the sake of wounds he’s not sure if you have or not. his head rests near your shoulder and he hugs your arm close.

He can feel this calm settle over you and his headache goes away. There’s a chorus repeating one very important sentence as he falls asleep again.

You’re alright. You’re ok. You’re alive.

#linked universe #linked universe x reader #linkeduniverse #this is came out so much later than the others ones #sorry about the wait #college has been pulling my legs lately #I think it should be almost over by the time this comes out though #:D #nevermind #it's the 31st #school has been out for a while #... #just checked #my bad #^.^*

[bkbubble]

What started as a one-shot fic is turning into several chapters…. Why do I do this to myself??????

Oh right…because of him ~

#…it’s fun tho. I’m enjoying it :D #still no clue when I’ll upload it #sorry about the wait #it’s another dca x reader one #fnaf daycare attendant #bubble babbles

[rxpper-roo]

@mixingmuses

{💣}—; Roo adjusted his hat as he approached where he'd last seen Crash, even while the game events they call Rumble were taking place. During the events of Rumble, there were times and places everyone participating could take breaks between or after the matches.

After regaining his senses once again from his own insanity, the kangaroo knew that something bad had just happened and a lot of it was actually his fault. Or at least, the fault of his more erratic and crazier persona even if neither of them could've predicted the consequences. But it was all because he had a solution to a problem, but his erratic side had another idea.

The blue mutant reached forward with his foot and knocked on the door, to try and get the bandicoot's attention. Even though he wasn't sure how he'd take this given their history outside of the fun and games such as this. "Crash, we need to talk, there is something of vital importance that you need to be made aware of."

#mixingmuses #sorry about the wait #i hope this works c:

[hxuse-of-muses]

@hcttrick

{♚}—; Ghidorah gazed out at the overall area while staying firmly perched atop atop a mountain on an island, it was away from everything and he knew that Godzilla would take some time to locate them here.

They believed they were alone here, but monster would learn that was not the case upon exploring and picking up the scent of something nearby. "Show yourself, there is no use hiding." The middle head, known individually as Ichi called out, his eyes peering around with the assistance of the other two heads.

#hcttrick #;muse {king ghidorah} #i hope this works for you ;3 #sorry about the wait

[ofsnarkandmagic]

Flowers can say so much @sorceryr

They were barely friends, which was just fine, honestly, and so it was his twin that suggested he brought something to break the ice a bit. Flowers were perfect for conveying messages, or so she had mentioned and since it was spring, getting lilacs were absolutely perfect. At least to him, especially since their meaning was of spring and renewal. Now whether Merlin would view the flowers as an innocent gesture was up for debate, but nevertheless these came from Mellie's personal garden. Not the one in which she sold from in The English Garden. "You're welcome and tea sounds wonderful. Sorry 'bout just suddenly showin' up, by the way."

#sorceryr #v; appreciate every mixtape your friends make #two months later and I finally continue this #sorry about the wait #also I had him get lilacs because Merlin and purple is too perfect to pass up on

[mrdrhenwardhykle]

Here’s a preview of my next collage 😬

#max content at long last! #sorry about the wait #max headroom #art collage #wip

[manonamora-if]

Do I know how to set deadlines? Yes

Do I know how to keep it? Obviously not.

Will EC be updated today? Nope.

Tomorrow? Possibly... but unlikely.

Is it still coming? Yes!

My progress on the editing has not been as fast as I had hoped during this weekend. I still have Round 9 and 10 to finish. I forgot how chunky Round 8 actually was... I only just finished with that final round ending (turns out, there were 2 more endings for that round that I completely forgot about...)

#EC #exquisite cadaver #sorry about the wait #progress #still wrote over 2k words the past 2 days.

[undertheknightwing]

Hey lovely! I hope this isn't to much of a hassle but I was wondering if you could make Gar Logan non-binary Icon for me? I'm thinking about making a little fic center around Gar being Non-binary.

with this picture

This Baby

one with white and one without 💚

#sorry about the wait #gar's s1 hair is a nightmare to cut out #i also had to take a screenshot of the image you wanted from the show itself so i could edit it #hope that's okay #titans #titans icons #lgbtq icons #gar logan

[genderoftoday]

Today's gender is resending an ask because you don't know if it's just queued or it got eaten up.

#trans #nonbinary #genderfluid #genderqueer #ask #sorry about the wait #hope your ask went through!

[masquenoire]

✏️ // if you're still accepting? One for Sylvia @shinebrightsweetdove

Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ! (Not accepting any more!)

Black Mask: My assistance will be an act of beneviolence. Sylvia: ...Don’t you mean benevolence? Black Mask: No. 

Sylvia: Do you want to be the Sun in my life? Black Mask: Yes. Sylvia: Good, then stay 92,935,700 miles away from me :)

Black Mask: I can’t believe all these people are wearing black. black is supposed to be my thing, they’re all just posers. Sylvia: Black Mask, for the last time, we’re at a funeral.

Sylvia: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated. Black Mask: Killed without hesitation.

Black Mask: You saved me! Why? Sylvia: People would think I murdered you if I didn't.

Sylvia: When you've been on the internet for as long as I have, you develop thick skin. Black Mask: Navy blue isn't your color. Sylvia: Navy blue brings out my eyes you prick! *Chases after Black Mask*

Sylvia: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Black Mask: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Sylvia: I said within reason, Black Mask. How about I murder that guy? Black Mask: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Sylvia: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

#shinebrightsweetdove #memes ;; even more incorrect quotes #Last but not least! #Sorry about the wait #Some of these were pretty nice though #Definitely got to throw Roman at Sylvia more #Her and her deceptively good baked goods

[sherlockianpancakes]

Cough….I just updated my fic.

CHAPTER 10 is FINALLY UP for Moonlight Spoke:

#I’m so so so so sooooo #sorry about the wait #wwdits #what we do in the shadows #nandor the relentless #guillermo de la cruz #nandermo #lazlo cravensworth #nadja of antipaxos #colin robinson

[msaholidayspirits]

hey is holiday spirits happening this year? 👀

Yes! I will try to set up an application in the next few days, though the deadline to apply might be shorter this year, since pretty much all of the signups are in the first week or so anyways ^^

#answer #sorry about the wait #it's just been really busy

[aquillis-main]

Thank you for responding to my ask it has been rather enlightening! I see now why people hate on IDW. I myself am neither a fan nor a hater but I do keep up with it and I always want to listen to people's opinions.

I actually found myself agreeing with many of your points. I also see Sonic as what he actually is - just a guy who lives in the moment and does whatever he feels like. So him having a moral code and all is rendering him utterly predictable as a character, whereas the Sonic we know is quite the opposite. Him forgiving everyone by default - and not just because he feels like it in the moment - is just too obvious. In the games, or Sonic X for example he would forgive somebody in a random situation just because he felt like it - not because he has to.

I always liked his "oh well shit happens" attitude, especially in Sonic and the Black Knight in which he basically says just live until you die, have no moral codes, don't take yourself too seriously, and don't focus on fleeting things and situations. I always liked Sonic's absurdist view of the world and life in general.

I remember those truce scenes between Sonic and Eggman being so natural in Sonic X for example, just them sitting in cliffs just before they attack each other again, just because they're complex characters, not because they have a moral obligation to each other.

Hell even Sonic Boom Sonic is more accurately written than IDW Sonic at this point, but Boom characters are exaggerations of their games selves for comedic purposes, ironic.

I do enjoy that Sonic and Eggman, despite being flat characters, are pretty nuanced in their goals and motivations - Sonic, as you stated, just wants to enjoy life as much as possible, no matter how long it takes him, nor who says he can't. He's not one to give up when the situation gets tough, and he's certainly not someone who tries to impose things like morality and principles onto other characters. He lives by the wind underneath his quills, and he dies by it, too.

As for Eggman, he's goofy yet vile, michevious yet sadistic, affluent yet cruel, and one of the major things I like about Eggman is that he's got that nice balance between silly and evil. Sure, some of his plans blow up in his face, but all of the causes from there link back to Sonic, so I don't see it as them blowing up organically. And he has managed to get Eggmanland up and working in Unleashed - and nearly had his Interstellar Amusement Park ready to make the patrons brainwashed to love him. There's also the fact that, like Sonic, he's not afraid of getting what he wants, and will literally bulldoze and destroy the earth to get what he wants.

A perfect villainous relationship, to me.

On the topic of Sonic X and BOOM, I'd say that Sonic X and BOOM tend to take a more… ehh? approach to the Sonic and Eggman relationship. But because it's been a while since I've seen Sonic X, and I honestly can't sit through BOOM because of Sticks, I don't have specific examples to showcase my point. I'll leave your point as-is and agree to disagree on it.

#Aquillis Answers #Shady Guy #Sonic the Hedgehog #Dr. Eggman #I was literally baking cookies when I got this ask #Sorry about the wait