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cedricsnotdead · 2 months

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I was bored so here's an excerpt from the first chapter of the little thing I'll publish after I'm done with Ink and Blood III, titled The Galahot, the Prince and the Warrior.

Chapter 1 - The Galahot

“Always these commercials,” I complained as the TV show was interrupted for the fifth time by a carousel of stupid commercials. “Do you think the humans really take the bait with these advertisements they show all the time?”

Cedric shrugged, without looking up from his book. He was laying on the couch next to the chair where I was sitting and, as always, he was pretending to pay more attention to his book than to the show that I was watching.

“Humans are stupid, Vathek,” he said. “I wouldn’t be surprised if they did that.”

“You didn’t seem to think they were so stupid yesterday evening, when you came home with that pretty woman, what was her name?”

Cedric shrugged again. “I have no idea, and I don’t care. She was not less stupid than any other human.”

“Hm.” I would have liked to ask my old friend what was troubling him so much that he resorted to spend the night with a human. Cedric very rarely did that, as he really thought humans, both men and women, were too lame and obsessed with their taboos and that it was impossible to even speak to them without making them feel embarrassed.

When the evening before he had come back with one of them, I had my confirmation that something was troubling him more than usual.

Perhaps he was nervous because our first attempt at chasing those five Guardians who had been hired by Kandrakar overnight had miserably failed.

Or perhaps he was just annoyed of being here, on Earth, following Phobos’s orders instead of being here like in old times to serve the Queen Mother.

I used to love travelling to Earth, back then. I had so much fun when Cedric brought me along - a very generous concession by our beloved Queen Mother. I liked to learn about the human culture, go to shops, to the movies, to museums, learn about their impressive technologies. Cedric always said that the only times when humans were smart were in finding solutions to accommodate their laziness.

I also liked to just sit with Cedric on a bench in the park, eat ice cream and observe the humans, while Cedric took notes for the Queen. Or take the minivan and go to the sea or to a different city to see if the terrestrials did the same things everywhere else.

And most of all, I liked terrestrial food. I enjoyed nearly everything I tasted whenever I was on Earth. The only thing I did not eat much was fish, but that was only because Cedric found it revolting - otherwise I would have been more than happy to eat crab and shrimps every day. My favourite things were chips, chocolate and coffee.

But now, I was not too happy about our mission either, despite the delicious terrestrial food. I was fine with serving Cedric and following his directions. I trusted him and wanted to help him and protect him, like I had always done. But I was annoyed by Phobos and his orders.

For me, Cedric had always been like my little brother since when we were children and used to play hide and seek in the royal stables. Just like a big brother would do, I had always been proud of Cedric and of the career he had made under the Queen Mother, and to some extent I was proud that he also made it to become Phobos’s right hand. I had observed Cedric his entire life, how he had worked hard to be where he was, working as a servant during all those years of training, while all the other Champions came from rich families who could pay tributes to the Queen. The other Champions were there because they had passable skills and their families could pay for their apprenticeship. Cedric was there because he was too talented to be left to grow up in the streets, but he had to make up for not having a family as if it was his fault.

Although I did not like what Phobos had done to him in the past years, I had to say that Cedric deserved that position as a Commander. Only I wished that he was not the Commander of a legion of monsters for a tyrant who was so mean to him.

So many times I had wished I could strangle Phobos with my own hands. But even just thinking that would put me under a high risk, so I did my best not to think about anything at all when the Prince or his Murmurers were around.

But I was not stupid. I played dumb sometimes, to make everyone - especially the Prince - believe that good old Vathek was harmless, that there was no reason to get rid of him, and that he would always be just a faithful servant for Cedric. But I saw everything and I understood.

Most of all, I understood Cedric. I did not need his powers to know what my friend was thinking, how was his mood, what troubled him. I always knew.

And I also knew that what troubled Cedric since the Queen’s death was always the same person.

Phobos. That devil.

#w.i.t.c.h.#ink and blood series #fanfiction writing #ao3 #writeblr #ao3 writing #own art

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extremelyputridfishbreath · 8 months

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16 and 23

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

this is the best crack ship ever. its not even like adopted canon to any of my verses but i fucking love it <3 i think the idea of sambert is fucking hysterical

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

this....actually got super long, so it's under a cut.

prefacing this: despite the fact i like leaning into herbert's especially negative traits * gestures at the fact that he is a proud ex dictator, and also the fact he betrays the epf any chance he gets whenever they work together outside of the second ds game *, i am a herbert fan and not inherently against sympathetic portrayals of him. i think penguinronpa handled a more sympathetic herbert while acknowledging he's still a villain at the end of the day pretty well, and it's not like i think there's nothing sympathetic about canon herbert at all- sure, he's not a NICE guy, but it's not like he deserved to almost drown when he tipped his iceberg or anything. that was probably terrifying since he couldn't swim! plus you could read into some of his lines (one example being him blowing a gasket if the player points out his plans always fail during mission eight) as him having insecurities towards his inventions...perhaps that's why he steals gary's more reliable creations for himself and tricks him into giving him information for his own sometimes? really makes you think! (more under the cut)

that being said, i do not understand nor enjoy the trope that specifically aims to make him sympathetic through portraying the epf/psa (typically both) as big meanies who never ever try to help herbert... and i don't mean like, villainous epf aus either. i mean the actual argument some fans make that the psa/epf are horrible little demons and herbert is just a dude who was provoked. so this doesn't become a excessively long ramble, i will break down this into a few points:

Herbert constantly expresses in his first appearance on screen during Questions for a Crab and on wards that he has zero interest in negotiating with penguins. His motive is not only to warm himself, but to cause trouble for penguins while doing so- in that specific mission of course, that meant chopping down their beloved Ski Lodge and potentially other buildings had he been successful to warm himself and potentially shut them up in the process. Despite the area around his cave being teeming with trees he could chop down instead if he was really a great guy the PSA pushed too far...really makes you think!

(cont) As you can see here, the first thing Herbert thought finding out that other, non-crabby people were living on this island wasn't "Hey, maybe I should ask them for help so I can warm up, or get something to eat besides seaweed and algae after my long journey, or perhaps find out if any of them know how to go somewhere warmer than here..." but that they were annoying nuisances for the grand crime of...living on their island in a way Herbert did not like. And while he is not obligated to like noisy parties or playing in the snow like penguins did, he does not have any right to do anything about it besides asking if they could lower their volume at the most (which he also did not do). If you ask him why he doesn't just cut the many trees on the island down instead, he flat out tells you it's because he wants to do this to spite the penguins.

(cont) and while this is not a bad thing for him to do as a character, he's literally a villain so him being selfish is fine, it DOES fire a massive cannonball in this idea because how can Herbert possibly not be in the wrong when the penguins are essentially just...fighting back? How is it wrong for the PSA to go "we need to protect the island from Herbert" when he openly tells the player he is not only willing, but shows that he can keep to his word about his plans to spoil things for penguins out of pettiness? Especially since you know, the PSA literally did not personally do anything to 'bother' Herbert UNTIL he started problems for everyone. Plus, if you choose the dialogue option that tries to appeal to his better nature...

Herbert does not have any interest in working things out. While this is the most...polite reaction between this option and the other two, it's still not much of an improvement considering what he plans to do, no? 2. The PSA can't help someone they don't know about. (And other penguins thought he was a scary monster!)

Herbert was an enigma until you were able to properly analyze his fur in Mission Five, and penguins thought he was some kind of yeti-crab monster when there were sightings of him for the first time because of Klutzy hitching a ride on him. When the people who could have helped if he asked not knowing if he really existed until Secrets of the Fur, and the average penguin thinking he was a monster since he quite literally tore up the Pizza Parlor and Coffee Shop, can you seriously blame the penguins here? Or for later focusing on dealing with him since we know Herbert does not want peaceful solutions and just wants to menace penguins for annoying him?

3. It sands down all the interesting parts of Herbert.

Okay, so if the PSA and EPF are the only reasons Herbert is bad, to me at least that makes him so much less interesting. I like Herbert BECAUSE he is impulsive, petty, selfish, and overdramatic. If he is evil because Gary literally didn't know he existed for sure until the fifth mission, what is there? I like that Herbert has both a reasonable want (to be warm) that he is 100% willing to use both as a legitamate motive for his actions (building the wood chopper) and also an excuse to make penguins the collateral (cutting down their beloved buildings to shut them up). Having Herbert always be right is boring. It's fine to have messy villains, and I like my Herbert to be a Wendy's hamburger patty the frycook dropped pn the floor, overcooked, checked to make sure nobody was looking and discretely chopped it up into a damn good chilli sauce. Sure, the beef has good flavor, but the floor cleaner aftertaste makes it so...unique.

#ask meme

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bornforastorm · 4 months

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20 questions for fic writers

tagged by dear @boasamishipper. emily you're an enabler

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 45!

2. What's your total Ao3 word count? 347,538!

3. What fandoms do you write for? literally whatever gets in my craw at any given moment. I will publish one fic for a fandom and then disappear forever, just try me. but I think I will be writing for hbo Perry Mason and Raymond Chandler's Philip Marlowe forever.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? 1. When This is All Over - Stephen King's IT, Richie/Eddie 2. Light My Candle - Les Mis RENT au (written in 2013! Kill me!) 3. Too Easy - West Side Story 2021, Tony/Riff 4. And Back - The Mummy 2017, Nick/Vail (I am always thinking about The Mummy 2017 and you can't stop me) 5. such a little thing - The Goldfinch 2018, Theo/Boris

5. Do you respond to comments? I try to! I'm really trying to get better about responding to comments. Each one is a little gift, and I do want people to know how much I appreciate it.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I mean both guess how much and The're the Same Thing are fics where characters are go, 'should I kill myself?' and then at the end they land on a resounding 'yes! and I will! as soon as possible!' So those feel the angstiest to me

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I think it's A Long Retirement! Get happy, Philip Marlowe! Move in with a guy! 'I never saw him again' AS IF, babe, move to mexico instead.

8. Do you get hate on fics? nope 👍the joy of writing in tiny fandoms where no one cares

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I'm starting to! I'm working on it! smut is a means to an end to romance for me (except my The Bear syd/richie fic which is in fact smut as a means to an end of we-hate-each-other)

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? nah! except for my little same-world hints that I love to drop into things (perry mason-philip marlowe crossover my beloved) and then my one The Lost Boys-Stand By Me fic

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? not that i'm aware of 👍

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? yeah! and what an honor

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? nope 👍

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? I think it's gotta be philip marlowe/terry lennox. a life changing ship. guys I think about every single day of my dang life.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I have a thousand of them. most pressing that I most want to finish are probably my Andor skemik everybody lives au and my MASH crabapple crabs Trapper Goes to Maine prequel

16. What are your writing strengths? I think characterization! dialogue. I think if someone ever said to me, "he would not fucking say that" I would stop writing for months to reexamine my entire worth

17. What are your writing weaknesses? plots! titles! plots! literally plots that go somewhere and do something are my weakest suit l.o.l. 🙃🙃

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I don't do it (instead using the age old work arounds), and when I do, it's only in languages I speak. So while I have enough German to do a little German in fics, but I really don't do it because I have never been confident in my language skills ever in my whole life!

19. First fandom you wrote for? probably it was Stargate SG-1 :)

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? okay so keep in mind that I basically never want to look at a fic I wrote before 2015 ever in my whole life, AND the target audience for everything I've ever written is Me in the Future, so this is big grain of salt territory. The one that really jumps to mind, that I come back to and remain happy with the writing, pleased by the idea, etc etc is a fic that comes up a lot in ask games and so on: Route 117 (also March! which is for an audience of literally only me, I think, but I do like it) (and all my perry mason fics let's be real)

tagging @majorbaby if you want to do it

#my writing #2023 was a big year for me in both writing and in overcoming internal shame over writing fanfic #🙏🙏 so good for me

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cineflections · 8 months

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You know, when I saw that live action Cinderella (like a 1000 years ago), I was pleasantly surprised in how it mingled the classic Disney animated movie with the original story as well as giving the prince and the titular princess some more scenes together. It felt innovative, it felt like it brought something new, you know? There's been tons of other remakes since then, of varying quality. I haven't watched all of them, but today I felt to watch a more recent one. A remake of a beloved Disney animated movie. I'm ofc talking about The Little Mermaid.

I would be both blind and deaf if I say I did not read or listen to the *discourse* surrounding this movie since its inception through its trailers and during its release. And I have to admit that I was hesitant to acknowledge Halle Bailey as Ariel, since in my head it made more logical sense for deep sea creatures (and mermaids) to be of a lighter skin tone. Have Eric be non-white, and the entire kingdom for that - was my thinking.

But in the end, this is fantasy. That involves talking fish and crabs and mythical sea creatures. So while I was "hesistant" I was never "against" her casting. What was, and is, important is that she *embodies* the spirit of Ariel's character. A child (of 15 I believe?) Who is curious, feels stifled by an overbearing and overprotective father, and enamored with the surface world.

And I think Halle Bailey managed that quite well.

And following that casting decision came the call to have her and her sisters be the seven sea personified (I'm guessing?), that's cool and new. But I wish we got to see what that entailed. And what seas each sister was? I guess one could guess by the actresses race, but I don't want to guess, I want to know!

So, about the characters. I think Ariel is great. Hair color nitpicks, sure, hairstyle nitpicks ok (like where's that bang?). But goddamn if her voice ain't goated. Eric is serviceable (his not exactly inspiring). The queen is there. Grimsby is mvp. I really like Sebastian. King Triton? More like King trite-on. Let's not talk about Flounder. Oh, the bird is alright, I guess.

But the true queen of this movie was surprisingly Melissa McCarthy as Ursula. Damn what an inspired casting. She chews her scene and gives it her all. Any scene she's in is where the movie is at it's liveliest and energetic. My only complaints are really the 2 monologue scene before she meets Ariel. I wish we got her motivations in a less "I'm evil cuz I'm evil" kinda way.

Sebastian and Flounder. Seeing them in the trailers did not inspire confidence. And they're a mixed bag for sure (and the bird to a degree). But while Sebastian works, Flounder, well, flounders (sorry I had to). Sebastian's design works alright. And they managed to give *some* expression through his eyes, and uh.. claws. Flounder, however, fails in all aspects. You barely see him on screen (why is he so thin? I don't care that the fish he is is supposed to look like that, change fish then!), his eyes look dead as he stares straight into the void. And the only thing "expressive" on him is his goddamn cursed "lip-ified" mouth. He sounds like Flounder, at least. I love the voice for Sebastian, though! I think they went Jamaican instead of French? Excellent choice of both accent and voice actor.

You tell me this isn't cursed.

But about the cgi and vfx. Shots of the environment and mermaids swimming in the distance look really good. And I like the intro with the ocean waves, there's cool visuals in here! But when it comes to the mermaids/men, there's something off about the heads. Especially around the hairline. It needs a bit more cooking, I would say, as the face seems "plastered" on? It looks off and, in some cases, ill-fitting. Doesn't really take away from my enjoyment (it's not "bad", but not "good") but with a budget of 250 million dollars you'd except a bit cleaner vfx, huh? (Let's leave at that and not get into the whole vfx artist crunch debacle, since it's not just this remake, it's all of Disney and Hollywood).

The music is great. I love all the songs. I don't think there's any stinker here. But there's one little hiccup I'd say and that is Eric's solo number. It kinda feels like the "I'm just Ken" song from Barbie? You know his whole melodramatic solo song? Like that but less self-aware I guess? Hell, I would almost compare it to the "AGONY" song from Into the Woods?

Ok, a bit mean to say, since I don't dislike it, but still... I like the added touch of Ariel vocalizing, symbolizing how enthralled he was of her voice.

I liked that they put some time into Ariel's and Eric's relationship. It's a story over three days, and, well, I suppose it's a fairytale and so I can forgive the true love at first listen(?).

The tone of the movie stays consistent, giving the curious feeling and joyfullness.

Quick thoughts: Ursula's lair is absolute sick and the coolest ever. "I'm auntie Ursula", "the sea-witch?" "The what?!" Hilarious delivery!

Overall:

A good and faithful retelling of the animated movie. I love that they kept the romance and expanded a bit upon it. The music is stellar (it's Lin Manuel Miranda like, what you expect??). The very end when Ariel and King Triton reconcile and he pushes her towards the unknown (literally) was beautiful. Melissa McCarthy as Ursula was inspired casting imo. Javier Bardem is such a good actor, but I wish he had a bit more to do. Did he put any effort in? Was it just a paycheck? I think all the other characters were well realized and had depth.

Complaints would be cgi and vfx, especially the heads and hair underwater. I also think they could've expanded on the human side's "antagonism" against seafolk. The seafolk's opinions about surface dwellers are explained in a couple of ways but the humans only talks about the storm (ok sure it's a real concern for island dwellers but still maybe 1 more example?).

But it's a nice watch that translated the original animated movie to live action. It doesn't bring anything new to the table but it's the comfort food you like.

#the little mermaid #movies #ariel #prince eric #king triton #ursula #halle bailey #melissa mccarthy #javier bardem #no hate against erics actor but *enter thanos* “i dont even know who you are”#the little mermaid live action remake #disney

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hippolotamus · 2 years

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“Shore” the One

I wish I could say I had an excuse for this but all I have is weird ideas and encouragement from amazing friends. For @stereopticons and @lizzie-bennetdarcy , creator of Fucking Fight Me Crab and Scuba Lobster (For the record I have nothing against manatees)

credit for Profanitee

Somewhere in the North Atlantic

Once upon a time in a land far, far away… no, no, no. We’re not starting that way. We’re in the Atlantic Ocean, baby. It’s a balmy 87 degrees and Lobster wants to go on a swim. He walks on his spindly legs out of his lobster house to retrieve his prized possession: his scuba mask.

Lobster loves his scuba mask. It is blue with a black strap and breathing tube. And it makes him feel daring and adventurous. Does a lobster need a scuba mask? Of course not, but that’s beside the point. Lobster loves it so he deems it necessary.

Once Lobster is fitted with his mask (tricky business when working with claws) he proudly scuttles out to sea. Er, farther out to sea. Lobster loves these daily treks around the ocean floor. He passes kelp forests, coral reefs teeming with fish and anemones. He scurries to hide when whales and sharks drift overhead.

Normally, Lobster finds a rock to go behind or a nice reef, but has never encountered anything too unusual. Today is different. Today Lobster encounters a most unusual creature. Today Lobster meets Crab.

Now, meeting a crab is not so unusual in itself. But when a crab is holding a sharp knife between its pinchy claws… well that’s a seahorse of a different color.

“Oh, excuse me. Can I help you?” Lobster asks.

Crab shuffles around to face Lobster, it’s beady eyes managing to appear menacing. “You got some kinda problem with me bein’ here?”

“No, oh dear. Not at all I just-“ Lobster pauses when Crab points the blade in his direction.

“Fuckin’ fight me!” Crab declares, brandishing his blade.

Lobster backs away until he finds himself against a tall coral with nowhere to go “I don’t think- I’m not- Put that down, sir!”

Crab tucks the handle closer to his shell, eyeing Lobster suspiciously. He’s met very few who dare to challenge him once his blade is pointing their way.

“Fuck!” A voice echoes overhead.

“What in the blazes?” Crab asks, looking at the large, round mass.

Lobster shakes his head, holding a claw over his mask. “That is Profanitee. He curses at random. Can’t say I blame him at all. Happy fellow, but he’s lost. I mean what manatee finds its way this far north? Crazy bastard belongs in the Keys somewhere.”

Crab slowly nods (as much as a crab can) in acknowledgment, and Lobster continues on.

“Do you mind telling me why you’re here pointing knives at random passers by?” Lobster inquires, still quite shaken by the ordeal.

“As a youngin my parents were swept up in a net, right in front of me. I decided then and there I wouldn’t let anything get me. Nothing!”

Unusual creature indeed, Lobster thinks. “Well, I wish you no harm. I’m just out for my daily wander. If you let me pass I shall be on my way.”

Crab doesn’t move or respond, just continues eyeing Lobster like he’s conflicted about what to do. Lobster really does not wish to have to fight. (He can if he has to! He just doesn’t want to.)

“Twat!” Profanitee yelps.

Lobster and Crab both look up at him and notice the square object floating down, down, down until it lands between them.

“What’s all this?” Lobster skitters round to look at the neat type printed on it, horrified by what he sees.

“Whatsit say?” Crab asks. “I can’t read.”

“Court reinstates ban on lobster gear,” Lobster says aloud. He doesn’t read anymore, he thinks of his beloved scuba mask and becomes irate. He can’t not wear it. “This, Crab, is an outrage! I cannot stand for such things! Something must be done.”

“What will you do?”

“We shall go see this Court and demand answers!”

“Who is it? How do we find ‘em?”

Lobster hadn’t considered this. He becomes very deflated once he realizes he hasn’t the slightest clue. Crab takes notice.

“There… there? We’ll figure it out. I guess.” Crab is not in the habit of comfort, only fighting.

“We will?” Lobster stands a little taller. “We will! Come Crab we must be off at once!”

Crab fights the urge to take back his comfort, and stab Lobster instead, when he finds himself being pulled along the ocean floor by an overexcited crustacean wearing scuba gear.

“Profanitee!” Lobster huffs and puffs as he tries to capture the great, stupid blobs attention. “Profanitee!”

Profanitee slows down, rolls on its back, and stares with two large dopey eyes. “Quack?”

“Let me handle this,” Crab whispers to Lobster before turning back to Profanitee. “I know yer a big, dumb sea cow but how do we find Court?”

“Dick!”

“Why you enormous–”

Lobster is horrified, and wrangles a claw in front of Crab. “I’m so sorry for my friend here. What he meant to say is that we are trying to find Court. Do you know where to find them?”

Profanitee continues to stare, then rolls over to swim away, and shouts Steve!

“Well that was no help. I guess we’ll just keep going then,” Lobster sighs, resuming their journey. He’s scuttled about 3 meters when he stops, realizing Crab isn’t following. “I suppose you’re giving up?”

Crab blinks, “You called me yer friend.”

“You are accompanying me to help this cause. And you spared my life. So, yes, I consider you a friend, Crab.”

“No one’s ever done that before.”

“I don’t suppose it has anything to do with you threatening them? Anyway, I’m saying it now and I would prefer it if you continued on with me.”

“Okay… Friend.” Crab smiles his pointy smile and hurries to catch up to Lobster.

Lobster and Crab continue wandering but feel as though they are no closer to answers. Kelp and clams are of little use when asking directions. However, Lobster is quite pleased to be on such a tremendous trek today and to have found a new travel companion. They stop to share a snack of algae and mussels. Yes, Lobster could get quite used to having a friend.

🦞🦀🦞🦀🦞🦀🦞🦀🦞

“Oh, this is taking soooo long!” Lobster wails. It feels as though they’ve been walking in circles for hours.

Crab quite agrees. He doesn’t know how to help, though. Thankfully at that moment a large shadow passes over and Lobster begins to look excited again.

“A whale! Hurry, Crab, we have to catch it!”

This seems absurd, and a little dangerous, to Crab but he follows his friend anyway.

As they come closer to Whale, Lobster is beginning to consider that he may not have thought this through. But he doesn’t want to look like a coward in front of his new friend. “Whale? Hello?”

Whale looks at Lobster then continues swimming. Lobster will not be ignored. He races to keep up and snaps his claw to Whale’s fin, holding on when Whale tries shaking him loose.

“I just need to find Court!” Lobster shouts.

“Court?” Whale stops abruptly, flinging Lobster forward. “Did you say Court?”

“Yes!” Lobster nearly does a jig on top of Whale. “How do we find them?”

Whale vibrates with laughter. “It’s not a them, dear. It’s a what!”

“A what?”

Whale explains that Court is a building on land and she will happily take Lobster and Crab as close to the surface as possible. Lobster is astonished at their good fortune.

“Crab! Come here!” Lobster calls.

Crab is seriously reconsidering this whole adventure thing as he now has to struggle to join Lobster while holding onto the knife handle. He wants to sleep when he finally lands on Whale and promptly collapses next to Lobster.

“Whale here is going to take us to the surface! Isn’t that great news?!”

“The” –huff– “best” –puff.

Crab is not amused by suddenly finding himself barreling through the ocean waters atop a whale, being jostled inconsiderately. He is less amused to find himself suddenly thrust into sunshine and diving seagulls.

“There it is! There it is!” Lobster exclaims, pointing excitedly. In the distance there is a tall sandy colored building with the word Courthouse carved on the front of it. (Who knew Courts had their own houses?!) Huge swarms of people are walking past it, in it, out of it. Crab wishes he had stayed in bed that morning.

“Thank you, Whale!” Lobster calls, once again taking off with Crab in tow.

The sea waves assist in pushing them closer, greatly reducing their effort, until they can scuttle up the rocks leading to the street. Lobster and Crab brave their way past frightened humans (including a very small one in a wheeled contraption that giggles and tries to play with them), seagulls, pigeons, even a few curious dogs and cats. Unsurprisingly, Lobster has to intervene on no fewer than a dozen attempts of Crab trying to pick fights with creatures of all shapes and sizes.

“Wouldya look at that,” Crab says, his gruff demeanor softened by awe and wonder.

“Indeed, Crab. We’re nearly there. Shall we?” Lobster looks at Crab hopefully.

“Lead the way, friend,” Crab replies.

They manage to make it unscathed up the enormous steps leading to the front doors. Though completing their mission is of the utmost importance it seems ridiculous to deny themselves having any fun. Lobster and Crab take a few spins in the revolving door, ride up and down the elevator and cruise the escalator. They drop by the cafe and greedily snap up pastry crumbs and slurp spilled tea. Cupcakes and muffins will make the return to algae and sea living most boring. Finally, they can avoid it no longer and set about trying to find where to go.

“...no one’s happy about it but we can’t have the lobster people interfering. They just have to find another way or fight it in court.”

“Crab! Did you hear that?! That person is talking about lobsters!” Lobster walks as fast as his spindly legs will carry him toward the tall person in the long, black robe.

“Excuse me!” Lobster yells once he’s next to them. He pulls on the robe when he realizes the person can’t hear him.

The person stares for a moment, blinks, and then screams. They kick and flail, nearly stepping on Lobster in the process.

Oh dear, this isn’t what I wanted to happen, Lobster thinks, scurrying for protection. Crab clacks up beside him, asking if he can poke them.

“No, Crab!”

“Well, can I pinch them?”

“No! We won’t get answers that way. This must be a dignified discussion.”

Lobster decides the only way is to stand his ground and wait for the hysterics to subside. Finally the shrieking person calms down, but never takes their eyes off of Lobster and Crab.

“What do you want with me?” They ask, even as others pass by looking confused, and maybe a little concerned.

Lobster points his claw indicating he needs to be closer to speak. Warily, the person picks him up by the tail and holds him like that, suspended in the air.

“Excuse me, but could you put me down on something? And maybe bring my friend, Crab, too?”

The person looks down at Crab, gulps and leans down to let Crab climb on their other hand. With shaky hands the person carries them both into an empty room and deposits them both on a wooden table.

“Still say we should’ve stabbed ‘em.”

“Thank you!”

Crab and Lobster say in unison.

“Now,” the person starts, still looking quite nervous. “I don’t know what this is or what I did to deserve talking sea life, but I’ll ask again. What do you want with me?”

“We don’t mean anythin’ by it. Just need some help fer my friend here.”

The color drains from the person’s face.

Lobster adds, “You see, I’ve come about the ban on lobster gear. I heard you discussing it and I want to know what I can do to change your mind.”

They blink, processing what Lobster’s said, and then burst into a fit of laughter. “I thought you’d be happy about that. Banning the lobster cages and all that.”

“Lobster cages? I’m sorry, did you say lobster cages?”

“Yes. The ruling was on banning lobster traps so they don’t hurt the whales. The whales have been getting tangled.”

Lobster feels quite silly. “So that means I do not have to give up my scuba mask?” He protectively guards his tiny mask with his claws.

“I don’t know why a lobster even needs one, but yes, you can keep it. You do you, as the kids say.”

This person does not make any sense to Lobster or Crab. Whoever heard of such a phrase? Regardless, Lobster is very happy indeed to keep wearing his prized scuba mask.

“Anything else I can do for you?” They inquire.

“There is one thing,” Lobster suggests. “Could you take us back to the water? It’s awfully dangerous out there.”

“And one of them frosted cupcakes! With extra sprinkles!” Crab adds.

“Well, I may as well lean into it,” the person mutters, picking them both up from the table.

Crab and Lobster share bites of the gloriously frosted treat, tossing sprinkles at each other and catching them with their mouths and claws.

“Here we are,” Person announces.

“If you just sit us on these rocks here we can make it the rest of the way. Thank you for all your help!” Lobster is quite grateful, even if it turned out to be a needless journey.

“Uh huh. Sure. You’re welcome?” Person sets them both among the rocks and flees before they can climb anywhere.

“Well that was rude,” Crab states.

“Indeed, Crab. Indeed.”

The duo aimlessly wander along the ocean floor, past starfish, seaweed, sea urchins and octopi.

“So, Crab. What will you do now? Do you live near here?”

“Don’t know. Just go where the tide takes me.”

Hmm, this will not do. “Do you mean you have nowhere to call home?”

Crab droops a bit, “No, Lobster. But it’s okay. Like I said, I just go where the tide puts me.”

Lobster doesn’t know what to say, so he stays quiet until they finally arrive at his cozy lobster house. It’s nothing fancy, a small rock pile big enough to take shelter in. Lobster has fancied it up a bit with shiny things he’s found on excursions. Now that Lobster is home he takes off his mask and stores it in the special hiding place at the back of the rocks.

“Well, I guess this is goodbye, Crab.” Lobster does not wish for Crab to leave.

“I s’pose,” Crab agrees. Crab does not wish to leave Lobster. It was nice having a real friend. The trouble is Lobster hasn’t invited him to stay, he can’t very well loiter like a nuisance. “I’ll be seein’ ya.”

No, no, Lobster cannot allow this. He finally had a travel companion. They went whale riding, went on land, ate sugary baked goods and had, well, a real adventure. “Wait!”

Crab stops to look curiously. He dare not get his hopes up.

“Would you like to stay? With me?” Lobster asks.

“Thought you’d never ask,” Crab smiles his pointy smile that reaches his beady eyes and scurries back to Lobster.

Lobster shows him inside (including a very safe place to put his knife for the night, that’s a topic for another day) and they share a light dinner of clams and worms. Then they huddle together for bed and both dream of adventures with their new friend. And cupcakes. Lots of cupcakes.

Somewhere overhead Profanitee bellows, “Cockwomble!”

🤿🦞💞🦀🔪

#scuba lobster #fucking fight me crab #profanitee #misunderstandings #ocean adventures #friends #strangers to enemies to IDK #i... really have nothing to say for myself #💙🦛#🤿🦞💞🦀🔪

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spectrearia · 7 months

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double-tag time lol

got tagged in two different question things by @galactictides52 and @gonturan0 xD gonna fill both of 'em out at the same time I guess haha! thanks for the tags!!

going under a cut because there's quite a lot here haha

tagged by @galactictides52:

Last song I listened to: Follow by Survive Said the Prophet

Favorite content to watch: uhhh.. hm. depends on my mood. I usually gravitate towards let's plays or documentaries on a whole variety of topics? speedrunning, electronics, abandoned places, and critiques on a wide variety of media are some of my go-tos for documentary/commentary-style content. there's a lot more tho that I can't think of off the top of my head. I just like listening to people discuss random stuff haha.

Favorite games: Oooh, quite a few. Minecraft, Super Mario Sunshine, Luigi's Mansion, Professor Layton, Ace Attorney, Hitman (World of Assassination), and recently Hatsune Miku: Project Diva Mega Mix are some that immediately come to mind. There are so many more games I could add but I gotta keep this kinda simple xD

Favorite colors: I love all colors for various reasons but any shade of purple is my absolute fave <3

Favorite animal: CATS!!! though I'm sure that's pretty obvious, haha xD I can't help but relate to them so much lol

Favorite food: mmmm. maybe my mom's beef and potato hash? it's the ultimate comfort food to me and she doesn't make it often, but it always Hits Just Right whenever I do get to have it.

Sweet, spicy, or savory: savory all the way, baby. don't mind a bit of spice alongside the savory sometimes but it depends on what it is.

Current obsession: my own OCs (and some friends' OCs as well). I literally talk about them all the time and I could say I'm sorry but I'm really not. xD if we're talking media in general tho? I guess the Hatsune Miku game I mentioned earlier counts, lol

Last book I read: oof. I can't even remember. for published books, I want to say it was Mayday at Two Thousand Five Hundred by Frank E. Peretti? but if not, then it was probably my friend's original story draft. I hardly ever read anymore, honestly. I just write what I want to read instead.

Last thing I googled: don't use google, per se. but I think the last thing I searched online was the lyrics to King by Kanaria because I want to learn how to sing along lol

Fun facts: I always suck at these haha. can't really think of anything so I might just have to leave this as-is, rip ><;;

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tagged by @gonturan0:

3 ships: lol I don't do ships so I don't have much to put here xD I guess I kinda "shipped" some characters when I was younger (like Mario and Peach or whatever), but not? to an extreme degree or anything? was never my focus. still isn't. Honorable mention does go out to Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable, though. I felt their relationship was handled really well, even though I typically really don't like romance in kids' media at all.

first ever ship: idk probably Mickey and Minnie when I was like 5??? haha

last song: (see #1 in previous list)

Last movie: oof, memory is bad. it's been a while. the Mario movie???? in theaters??? i think. I can't remember. I don't watch movies as often as I used to tbh

currently reading: nothing right now, unless you count this list ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

currently watching: not "currently" but I'll probably watch the newest update of a Voices of the Void let's play that I'm keeping up with sometime later tonight :0

currently consuming: waterrr. stay hydrated, my dudes~

currently craving: sushi;;; specifically my Fave Big Roll with shrimp tempura, crab, cucumber, and a bunch of other good stuff (also SPICY MAYO, my beloved) <33

ayyyy, that's all, folks! I don't really know who to tag with this so i guess if anyone sees it and wants to fill it out, u can just say I tagged you xD I don't mind, haha!

#ask game #tagged for me #spectre says #i initially wasn't gonna do these but i figured . hey - why not xD

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This is my two year old baby boy Keplar, aka the mortal enemy of my marine nano aquarium Purrling Reef.

A few weeks ago I had to put fortifications around the tank because he kept attempting to hunt my Ocellaris clownfish Moby and Purrling's other inhabitants as well.

I love Keplar dearly but he also recently decided that my emergancy airline's airstone did not actually 'need' to actually be in the water. The problem is, Keplar happens to have ferociously sharp claws, which I am very well acquainted with personally thanks to the fact that he loves rearing up against my leg when he is hungry to get my attention as well as recently, hopping up on my shoulder. So, this morning I discovered that he had finally poked enough holes in the airline that not enough air was making it to the airstone in the water anymore.

Why is this important, you ask? Because should the power go out - which it does reasonably frequently here although mercifully usually only for a few hours - the regular injection of air bubbles into the water from the air stone will keep my water oxygenated, therefore keeping Purrling's beloved (and expensive) marine inhabitants alive.

(And what do I mean by expensive? Oh ho - saltwater fish are not your $5 Betta splendens or cheap $2 zebra danio of yore - my baby clownfish cost me $24 - which is cheap for a marine fish. His neighbour yellow watchman goby Clyde cost $40, and I expect my future royal gramma basslet to cost between $80-$100. I'm lucky because the fish that I can get for my little tank are actually relatively inexpensive. It's not uncommon for reef fish to cost $100-$400+ a pop.)

Lieutenant Skitter the blue eyed hermit crab was a fortunate nab: my livestock dealer gave him to me for free because he felt bad that I had driven an hour to see him and he didn't have any of the fish that I wanted in stock.

So, first thing's first: I attempted to repair the airline with black electrical tape which is both waterproof and reasonably Keplar-proof.

Unfortunately, the tube was too far gone, so I had to replace the whole thing. I armoured this in electrical tape too.

Success!

Another thing I did as an anti-Keplar measure is let the back and sides of my tank become absolutely covered in beautiful algae. The algae naturally blocks Keplar from looking in and the fish from looking out so that they only have to deal with my snuggly feline demon from one angle. (I do plan on wrapping these sides with dark construction paper in the future because the algae may disappear once I add corals and the algae no longer has those nutrients to munch on.)

While Moby and Clyde are scared of Keplar, my newest addition yellow-tailed damselfish Jewel doesn't mind him and happily watches him back. In fact, she seems less afraid of Keplar than she is of me! I hope that Moby and Clyde will learn from her brave example. A lot of people despise damselfish because a lot of them can be jerks (fun fact: clownfish are also damselfish,) but marine fish breeder ORA swears that Jewel's species is mellow. So far, ORA is right and Jewel is doing an awesome job of doing what I bought her for - being a 'dither' fish. Dither fish are fish whose confident swimming inspires calm in more nervous ones, like Moby, who I swear was getting depressed before I introduced her. Now he's eating again and swimming more readily around the aquarium!

Hopefully Jewel won't harass the royal gramma (to be named Amphritite) when I get it; I plan on buying a little pen to secure Jewel while I introduce Amphi. I doubt that Jewel will pose any issue with the introduction of Moby's future mate, Cousteau, as Cousteau should flock straight to Moby. Eventually (soon, hopefully,) I will supply Moby and Cousteau with at least a couple of LPS coral from the genus Euphillia - hammers and frogspawns, specifically. Torch corals are nastily aggressive to other corals and need lots of space so I won't be adopting any (they are horrendously expensive anyway.) Hammers and frogspawns also need space but I factored that into the design of my aquascape with a seperate little island for them.

Marine aquarium keeping is a really fun and complex learning curve; there's so much that I am still learning and perfecting! (Like temperature; I thought that I had that figured, but I don't yet. I honestly think that I need a higher wattage heater because the one I have doesn't seem to be maintaining temps well enough. I accidentally left the floor fan beside the aquarium on last night and my water temps plunged from 25°C to 18.3°C. Fortunately my temperature controller's alarm went off and I was able to quickly turn off the fan!)

I'm enjoying this very slow adventure. Every new livestock addition makes my tank so much more interesting and I can't wait to see how Purrling Reef will look a year from now!

#reeftank #aquariumhobby #reefing #saltwater #reef fish #learning curve #fishy therapy

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clavicuss-vile · 1 year

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IWANT TO KNOW MORE ABT MARROW AND NYMERIA SO BAD IM GRASPIBG @ THEM WITH VIGOR.. for the ask game what abt 33 and 22 for both of them (if you are down) !!❓

ffrogey beloved i will paypal you my firstborn

my funky little college babies i lov them <3 lesgo with the questions !!

Nymeria

33) when creating your character, did you take inspiration from characters in other media? or just other media in general? name them, if any!

Hmmmm god yes im almost certain i did,,, i'm just trying to think what it was. Her name was ripped straight out of Game of Thrones because its a gorgeous name, and she takes a LOT of inspiration design-wise from Almalexia (makes sense considering she's her mother) I think vaguely story-wise she also takes some inspo from Daenerys Targaryen because they both have themes of discovering their history and taking back their "birthright" throne, difference being Daenerys knows who she is and Nymeria has absolutely no idea aside from a little telvanni necklace. I think she also got inspiration from that one dunmer in riften for that bit too!

22) if they were to have a social media profile, what would it look like? the username, bio, type of thing they’d post about, etc.

ooooo okay. i think during her time at the college of winterhold it would be something like: @/PersimmonCrabs 🌸 Studying dunmer history at the College of Winterhold 🌸 She/Her 🌸Please DM me if you find any artifacts or historical records from Morrowind! 💜 Her favourite fruit is persimmons and she has a little palm-sized dwarven crab automaton that Marrow fixed up for her that helps her with her studies (brings her a pencil or a sheet of paper, whatever she needs), also she would definitely use proper grammar and spellings for everything, 100% the type to end all her messages with "thank you lovely xx" I think she'd mostly post pretty aesthetic photos, selfies, photos of her hanging out with her classmates, and whatever the tamrielic equivalent of starbucks would be. Her account would have a purple theme and if the photo didn't have purple in it she'd either add a filter or a few stickers or drawings to make it suit the theme!

Marrow

33) when creating your character, did you take inspiration from characters in other media? or just other media in general? name them, if any!

Marrow my sweetheart. I'm so bad with remembering where i got inspiration this is embarrassing 😭. I know i built them first off entirely around seeing the skull face paint in Skyrim and thought "wouldn't it be cute if i gave the sweetest purest character that". Her design came mostly from the water tribe's clothing in avatar the last airbender actually! never watched it but absorbed the fandom through osmosis. also this video made me want to make a character that would love cooking (well, making) foods like that, and thus marrow was born!

22) if they were to have a social media profile, what would it look like? the username, bio, type of thing they’d post about, etc.

Pure and utter chaos. Unlike Nymeria's there'd be absolutely 0 theme or put-togetherness, if it's an instagram-based platform she'd have story highlights dedicated to cooking recipes, tips + tricks for college, silly selfies, pictures of his friends, etc. For the acc itself: @/marshmari they/she/he !! genderfluid & pan !! dwemer ruins > nordic ruins fight me i'll win !! pls stop stealing books from the arcaneum :( Mari is the nickname her tribe call her, and marsh comes from how she got her name, when the khajiit tribe found her she couldn't pronounce marshmerrow and thus the name Marrow was born. Her posts would be an absolute mess of adorable pictures of her pets, book recommendations, gorgeous falmeri carvings she finds on expeditions followed immediately by a photo of Kin'aru sticking his hand into a dwemer automaton and screaming when he gets stuck, aaaaaand i think she'd also have an art account called @/onionhater where she posts all her paintings :))) grammar simply does not exist on her page

#ty ffrogey ily #my memory is so bad i was digging through old posts to try and find a single piece of inspiration JSDSJDJS #my ocs #oc: nymeria #oc: marrow #oc: kin'aru #my beloved is also mentioned #love that little dumbass sm

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lolita-lollipop · 3 years

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Royal siren erasermic family? They like adopt you after you hatch from an egg bc they found you or something idk and take you back to the castle and make you their little princess or something cute and fluffy like that.

YANDERE SIREN ERASERMIC FAMILY X BABY PRINCESS READER

Shinso was just out and about, swimming through some forbidden areas he wasn’t supposed to be in, avoiding sharks, when he found an iridescent little ball under some rubble of a shipwreck, it made his gills tingle at the sweet aura that it emmited, he knew, that this creature, was something to protect. It was up until he saw something moving inside that he thought it was just some ancient treasure that would’ve died with this ship, he examined it closer, squinting his eyes, that’s when he realized, it was a Siren. A baby one at that, usually they hatched out of boring white eggs, the royal family’s were gold, but a shiny color changing white that combated the finest of jewels? Never, this little pip was special, he could feel it.

So he brought it back home, through his “balcony window”, debating wether or not he should tell his parents. As you know, he was somewhere where he was not supposed to be, and they would throw a fit. Then again, whatever this thing was, he couldn’t just keep it to himself, something was living inside it, and he wouldn’t know if something was wrong, so he has too. When he did, it came as a suprise that his parents weren’t mad, they jsut kindof stared at the orb, inhaling the addictive scent it gave off, the three huddled around it, aizawa carefully picking the Small thing up, it was only about the size of a pumpkin, extremely easy to pick up, yet he could still feel the heartbeat of a creature inside, it just had to be one of the sirenfolk , there isn’t any other explanation. He stared at it in confusion, noticing the small cracks staring to form.

Then a little hand popped through, and scared the shit out of all of them.

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As it turned out, you were in fact a siren, a rare subtype of them, thought to have gone extinct long, long ago. The opal-looking scales that littered your arms and tail showed proof of it, this species were intensely more fragile, and weaker, that’s why they went extinct, as they couldn’t hear, and a small crabs pinch could cause major bone breaks, they were just too weak, yet so beautiful. That’s why they were coveted among the royal family. It only helped their growing obsession taht you were so cute.

It might’ve been an act of I’mpulse, but they just needed to have you as their own, of course, their word is law, so they could’ve just kept you, but they felt the need to make it official, they’d already had two pips, you’re just their third! It was simple, of course, you specific species could be born into sirenfolk families, it was just so rare that it had only happened once. You were just so cute, so fragile, just something so breakable, they just

H a d

To protect this tiny lil thing, it was instinctual to feel a protective pull over their little pups, and boy were they feeling that right now, you were special, not just any baby, but you were theirs. Their special little pup, nothing would ever lay a hand on you, ever. It had only be a few days, and word spreads through the underwater kingdom like a wave, from the servant maid who showed them how to take care of you, to the head maid, to a citizen, to the fisher, and eventually, by the end of the week, the whole kingdom was eagerly waiting to get a glimpse of their new princess.

And boy were they shocked to find out it was an opalite, the most rare of rare sirens in the world. Immediately after they had shown you to the world, sitting in a large clam as it was pulled by sharks, the citizens fell in love with you, maybe it was the fact that you were related to their beloved royals, maybe because the royal family would intensely glare at anyone who made negative comments, maybe it was the fact that a few of those people went missing, but who knows right?

You still hadn’t been able to open your eyes yet, and you won’t be able to hear them for a very long time, your hands were about the size of aizawas eye, and you looked closer to a fish than a human, as you hadn’t even developed your face yet, another plus to being the endangered species, note the sarcasm. And guess what? They found it so adorable, just their cute little baby, their little pup who can’t even protect themselves from the water around them. They just loved every part of your little body, from your tails, to your tiny little hands, to your shiny gills. It was all just so perfect- you were so perfect, and you were theirs, they were gonna protect you at all costs.

So of course they did, you were just so tiny right now, they knows practically anything could hurt you, so they opted to be around you all the time, only leaving to hunt for humans that would suffice for their tastes, drawling them in, determined because of that little smile of yours. You motivated them to do it, they were doing this for you. It have them all a sense of pride to have you feel safe with them, to rite them you. On their own terms.

Eri was constantly around you, being that she was a young one just like you, and you were her little sister! So she wanted to always be around while you made those echoing gurgling noises, or flapped your hands around in the water, she didn’t have responsibility in the kingdom yet, unless being cute is a job, so she can be with you jsut as much as she wants. Always sitting with you while you played with the floating pearls that they had arranged over your play area, watching you feel new things, holding you while you dozed off with adorable little bubbles, she always was with you.

Like now, she’s been with you all day, giving you little snacks, glaring at the guards at the door who always had their eyes on you… creeps. The sun was almost setting, and when you’re low down in the ocean it goes pitch black after a little while, and that’s when the jellyfish come out, tonight was one of the most special days out of the year in the northern oceans, the jellyfish festival, the one night a year when the rare white jellyfish would come out to say hi, leaving trails of shimmering sparkle behind them, painting the upper levels of the ocean a shiny silver. It just so happened that it occurred on your first birthday, a very small increment to sirens, as they live almost a billion years, but still a big accomplishment in their eyes. Look! Their little baby girl is turning one! How amazing!

“Do you see them hon? Look, they’re just starting to appear” Aizawa asked both you and eri calmly, swishing his hand through the salty water to pint at the new appearance of white and purple blobs, slowly flouncing their way overhead. Eri smiled up at it, her pointed teeth displayed in full view, her eyes shined at the view, not only of the huge jellyfish, but also at you, who was placed delicately in mics lap, sat up against his chest. Little bubbles escaped your mouth as you blew raspberries into the water, just making the family laugh.

“Mm-hmmm! Look! Look! How pretty! I wanna touch em! Can I touch em!” She yelled at her parents, excitedly pointing towards the jelly’s floating towards the surface, her hair floated behind her as she swished around, shinsho just chuckled, knowing that she eventually would try to touch them, and get zapped, again, like last year, and the year before, and the year before.

“No hon. Don’t do that to us again, you wanna wish your sister a happy birthday? She’s probably really exited!” Mic cheered, distracting his daughter from touching the jellyfish, yet again, meanwhile, you were happily bouncing up and down on his lap, enjoying the freedom of your arms, swishing them all over the place, grabbing the beads around your neck, jsut anything.

“But dad! Why not! It’s not like it’s hurt me or anything I’ll be fi-“ she begged, throwing her hands up in a small tempter tantrum, clearly forgetting her previous events of pain, and idiocy.

“No- nope no no, we aren’t doing this again, please honey, just please, remember last time, we had to clean up your wounds OUTSIDE-of water, you hate going to the surface remember? “

“Yeah but-“ she started speaking, but was soon cut off with a loud giggle, resonating through your lips, kindof rare for you, you hadn’t been very vocal outside of a few gurgles here and there, so it had each and every ones heads turning. That’s when they saw it, your beautiful eyes, shin sing in reflection to the jellyfish. Those beautiful little eyes of yours mesmerized all of them, a pitch black (for protection from the salt), with a shiny silver-like pupal, immediately after they opened, a burst of color filled your vision. You giggled and clapped your hands together with a small toothless smile, watching as the floaty creates went overhead, glittering with the light.

The absolutely gorgeous splash above was admired by the family form their own viewing post, the blues and whites combined to make a heavenly display. You could feel the cool sprinkles of light they emmited hitting your skin, smiling at the feeling, you splayed your hands out and flailed them against the water.

“Ohhhhhh- oh wow. Honey! Honey look! Her eyes opened! Look at taht! Aren’t you just so magical! Look at you, my little pup.” Mic smacked Aizawa over the chest multiple times, pointing at your clearly opened eyes, you just remained oblivious, staring up at all the new things around you, like.. everything! He turned you around to face him, letting you actually see his face for the first time, taking in the long yellow hair, the (also) black eyes, the ethereal face dotted with shiny yellow gills, him, you could see him!

“She’s developing smoothly, I’m glad. Awww, that’s pretty cute.” Aizawa replied to him, holding in his emotions, as soon as he met those new eyes of yours it’s like everything else disappeared, like the world itself didn’t exist, outside of him, and his fmaily. You took his breath away, or what you could call breath, so cute and innocent, such a small thing, that brings so much joy. Your little tail swished back and forth as you stared up at them happily, taking in the features of the people you’d learned to recognize by touch. Blowing raspberries out of your lips with a stream of bubbles.

“Awwwww! I’m gonna cry, she’s growing so fast! Soon she’ll be swimming in her own! In like 200 years! Too soon, way too soon. Comers baby- mm hmmm” mic spoke, knowing full well that even if he did cry, his tears would get sucked in by the ocean. He pulled you close, moving your head I’ve this shoulde is it would rest in the crook of his neck while he hugged you, eventually, the others joined in, eri practically flopping ontop (with careful regard for you of course).

They all stared at you, while you stared up at the “sky”, oblivious to their stares, to the ways they would growl at anyone who came close, to how they kept you from seeing anyone other than what they personally approve. After all, you are jsut their little pup, of course you wouldn’t notice! Their little pup… feels right to say that, it isn’t like you have any family waiting, they aren’t ever gonna come here.

And if they ever did?

Then, well, a few mermaids are going missing

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Thanks for requesting, this was fun to write!

Have a great day today! Goodbye.

#yandere aizawa #yandere erasermic x reader #yandere erasmic #yandere erasermic #yandere erasermic family #yandere siren #yandere fantasy #yandere x child reader #yandere x reader #yandere platonic #platonic yandere #platonic obsession

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incorrect-ikevamp-quotes · 3 years

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Hi! I love everything that you write and heh I am a fan! 😄 tbh this is my first time requesting something on Tumblr! If you don't mind and if I am not being a bother...can you write about how the guys would react If MC suddenly starts making meme references? I don't know how I got the idea but I am REALLY curious. And love you! :D

Hiya! Tyvm for the kind words, and apologies that this took a while! I hope you have the chance to enjoy it regardless ❤️❤️❤️ Love you too, sweet pea! I promise to get to the next request you’ve sent ASAP~

Aight but this would be hilarious because the range of the reactions is just ungodly. I will be putting this under a cut after Napoleon so I don’t clog up everyone’s dash, but all the suitors are included below otherwise!

Comte is the one that recognizes a few, but didn’t really stay in modern times long enough to be as well-versed as a Gen Z kid might. Regardless he finds the wittiness and absolute chaotic fuckery to be delightful, and will 100% support the harmless nonsense. It never fails to get a laugh out of him

Mozart that first day be like: “Buzz off MC I hate you” MC, because she likes swinging bats at wasps’ nests: “Well that’s not very cash money of you” Mozart: ?????????? Comte, giggling in the bg like the secret fae he is This one’s just because I’m petty, but after the events of Comte rt I just imagine them encountering Vlad again and MC’s just “I lived bitch.” while Comte is flipping him off behind her lkjahgkjhdsg

Comte @ Leo when he finds the latter under his desk: Had it not been for the laws of this land, I would have slaughtered you. MC: wheezing from the hallway as she’s about to give him his letters

MC: So how was your day, honey? Comte: Good, good--briefly had to go beastmode upon the punk that pilfered my lint roller MC, biting her lip to keep from laughing: So does Leo still have his kneecaps? Comte: for now.

Comte, @ literally anyone upsetting the MC: I won’t hesitate, bitch

Comte: Be careful with my emotional baggage, it’s designer

MC: What if I was evil and ran towards you at very fast speeds Comte: My arms are strong, I would catch and hug you

Leo and Dazai are the ones that don’t have a single reference point but are filled with so much dumbass chaos energy that they just. Understand immediately???? Nobody knows how or why, but they just catch on so fast--adapt the language in a matter of weeks. Never underestimate the power of combined boredom, depression, and humor

I swear to god I just see MC taking them their Blanc/Rouge and being like “here you go sir, one enslaved moisture” and they just go fucking hog wild from day one. MC starts impersonating Theo when he leaves the room around Dazai, like fake deep voice “you all only hate me because you do not like me and I am mean to you. grow up.” Or like the MC meets a baby on her travels with Leo around town and she holds them and says v seriously and sagely “So you are Baby? I have heard tales of your exploits.” and Leo about loses his shit right there. They both think MC is the funniest person alive--they’ve never been more eager to throw a ring at someone in their entire life.

Also a bonus for my beloved Dazai: MC, facing even the slightest inconvenience (like dropping her fork) in the most dramtic voice possible: Life is not daijoubu. Dazai: wheezing

MC, after watching Theo turn down a woman at the bar in the meanest way possible: bro quit letting the darkness consume you u r scaring the hoes Dazai, literally rolling around on the ground, half-drunk and dying:

MC, walking alongside Dazai and stopping to stare at her reflection in the River Seine. Dazai’s expecting some sad or twisted shit, since people often feel comfortable talking about those things around him, but instead she just: “Oh, it’s you. The source of all my problems.” And he about falls into the river from shock HAHAHA

At this point don’t be surprised if his next book is about an absolute madlad woman similar to MC

Napoleon finds it to be a delightful quirk more than anything? He doesn’t really understand it, but he finds it funny when they change their voice for effect or speak in exaggerated tones. If it’s just comprehensible enough for an outsider to understand--or Sebas gives him context--chances are it’ll send him into a laughing fit

For this one I just imagine MC singing that Ratatouille meme song obnoxiously bad while cooking, and Napoleon and Comte are just so wildly amused by it bc it makes zero sense and it’s only vaguely French at this point

MC @ Napoleon while they’re cooking brunch: Can I offer you a nice egg in these trying times?

MC, conflicted because she’s tired and wanted to sleep in but also got to see Napo’s cute sleeping face for a few hours: For my next stunt, I’ll wake up at 5AM on the day I can sleep in. Sebas: Early to bed and early to rise makes a person healthy, wealthy, and wise MC: early to bed and early to rise makes me a massive bitch Napoleon: laughing in agreement

Isaac is the type to be bewildered and concerned at first (especially when he hears the more nihilistic ones hoOOOoooOO BOY) but eventually begins to understand it’s some bizarre attempt at humor (that hurts Zack baby). While some part of him laments that it reminds him of Dazai and he’s secretly jealous of how she and Dazai bond over it, he will sometimes join in the chaos when the mood strikes him and he’s feeling mischievous

Isaac: How are you feeling? MC: Oh, I’m not Isaac: seconds from dialing 911 Isaac: Are you okay? MC: Oh yeah dw I just suffer from that syndrome where your neutral expression makes you look like you’re an angry serial killer Isaac: say sike rn

Isaac, tutoring MC and correcting something: MC, muttering while redoing it: The risk I took was calculated, but man am I bad at math. Isaac: unable to help a laugh

One time MC was avoiding Isaac for fear of hurting his feelings and he just confronts her like: Isaac: back by unpopular demand, me! What’s wrong, MC pls MC was so hecking proud of him

Isaac, telling MC about a recent discovery he learned at uni from another professor: bones typically heal stronger after they’ve been broken--so long as they’re set properly, of course MC, looking him dead in the eyes: So what you’re saying is that I should break every bone in my body until I become superhumanly powerful? Isaac: please do not, no

Mozart and Jeanne are just. Totally lost. Why are you talking like that??? Why are you making “crab hands”???? They don’t understand. Maybe never will. They reach a point where they just kind of laugh and shake their heads, endeared by the oddity after they’re used to it and have determined it isn’t a threat/insult.

MC: It’s a cold and it’s a brooooken, Waluigi. Waaaaluigiiiii...waaaahluigi..... Mozart: surprised, then starts snickering and playing along on the piano

Arthur, asking MC very personal questions out loud because he is an idiot sometimes: Soooo MC, are you a top or a bottom? MC: I’m a threat. (If he asks a second time, the response will be “Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy.”) Jeanne, fighting a smile:

MC, about to punch an asshole: Your free trial of being alive has ended Jeanne, seconds from laughing for the first time in 100 years:

Also, because I genuinely can’t help myself. You know that knight meme like “Parry this you fucking casual.” I cannot stress enough that it is literally the personification of Jeanne’s entire character. I’m not even joking.

Arthur and Shakespeare are utterly fascinated by the rapid evolution of wordplay and the sheer hilarity. They will ask all about these so-called “memes” and ask for examples of them if MC can show them (either somehow accessing her phone or drawing them). MC draws Arthur the knife cat meme and he about a s c e n d s at the hilarity of it all, points and yells THEO IS HOLDING THE KNIFE. He is correct. They will be delighted and follow along eagerly, and--god forbid--will make their own based on late 19th century struggles.

Is this where Shakespeare got the idea for “What, you egg? stabs him” and “You are a saucy boy.”? I’m too scared to ask. Don’t even get me started on “The Fool jingled miserably across the floor.” That one is just too on the nose...

I can’t even imagine what would happen to Shakespeare if MC like translated vines and memes into Ye Olde English around him. Imagine she’s at one of those noble balls and hears rumors of these two guys living together and they’re so obviously gay and he says “And those gents w’re roommates.” And in the most false surprised tone ever MC just replies “oh mine own god, those gents w’re roommates.” Imagine having a wife that’s just as hilarious as you are and hits you with all the force of a bag of wet mice every time you speak in retaliation, he’s going into palpitations.

Every time Arthur does smth stupid MC just: “I Pretend I Do Not See It.”

Vincent is tickled pink by MC’s penchant for finding joy and/or amusement in nearly everything they do, and he smiles gently when he sees them muttering and laughing to themselves. He wants to be able to join them in what they love, but he has a harder time following along and understanding the darker humor sometimes. Mostly gets confused??? Please give him the easier ones to mimic and laugh when he tries--or just include him in your jokes MC. He’s babie your honor...

But he also. Will not. Stand any kind of self-deprecation or borderline verbal self-harm. He’s usually very easygoing and calm, but for whatever reason that stuff makes him go deathly quiet and upset.

MC, after something goes horribly wrong, hugging Vincent: Oh Vince, we really in it now Vincent: giggling a little despite his worries, relaxing

MC: Theo stop simping for Vincent that’s my job

MC, when Theo leaves the room and she gets Vincent all to herself: The evil is defeated.

MC: And this is where I would put my will to live...if I h a d one! Vincent: ;-; MC: oh shit, oh fuck, I was only kidding Vincent wait (MC was subsequently lectured and loved on for many hours)

Theo is conflicted because on the one hand, he loves to see you smiling and having fun. On the other, you’re clowning as hard as Dazai and Arthur and he can only handle so many monkeys in his circus. Most of the time he will roll his eyes and be the straight man of this comedy, but you might find him cracking a smile--or accidentally letting a chuckle slip past his lips now and again.

MC, after meeting Theo: I’m a nice person, but I’m about to start throwing rocks at people.

Theo, those first days: Oh? You’re approaching me? Instead of running away, you’re coming right to me? MC: I can’t beat the shit out of you without getting closer.

Theo: Every time I ask MC to explain “vibe check” to me she hits me with some kind of improvised weapon

MC, after the “incident” (you know the one): This year, I lost my dear lover Theo Theo, in the distance: QUIT TELLING EVERYONE I’M DEAD! MC: ;-; sometimes I can still hear his voice...

Sebastian is last because oh boy. OH BOYYYYY I LOVE HIM. Okay so the way I see this happening with Sebastian is just. So wild. Because at first he’s t r y i n g so hard to be the proper butler man. He does not meme. But then he starts to drift closer to what Niles from The Nanny was, where he’ll quip and joke in private or when the situation is just beyond the amount of absurdity he can handle without making a snarky comment. Everyone in the house can’t fathom how Sebas and MC got so close so fast, but there are points where they’re just “Are they even speaking English anymore???” It’s 11 times funnier than normal because Sebas almost never smiles or laughs when memeing, the deadpan quality of his playing along sends MC every time

Has ABSOLUTELY said “HEY. PANINI HEAD. ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME???” jokingly when MC made a mistake in the kitchen. They laugh about it for y e a r s

MC: I can’t date someone who keeps a lamb as a pet, that’s so weird Sebas, brushing Lotte in front of MC: MC: MC: Okay, I will make an exception because she looks very polite

MC and Sebas, fully aware of the fame some of the men will reach in modern times: We will watch your career with great interest. (I s2g that’s like half of Sebas’ rt right there I’m crying)

Sebas rt with Lotte be like that 500 dollar Mareep meme: “sometimes a family can be just a boy, his gf, and their 500 dollar two foot tall Lotte”

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gallawitchxx · 2 years

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i have been absolutely horrid at tag games this week, so here's DOUBLE WHAMMY of tag game tuesday by the incomparable @celestialmickey & also the comfort tag started by the brilliant @shameless-notashamed 🖤 i was tagged by so many beloveds & i won't bug you all, but thank you for including meeee!

✨ WAY too much info about me can be found under the cut ✨

tag game tuesday 💫

type your name without looking: bee (oh hell yeah)

do you prefer hot weather or cold weather? hot baby hot!

what’s your favorite place you’ve ever traveled? i love me some paris, but santorini was pretty swell too!

breakfast, lunch, or dinner? dinner! i'm a notorious coffee until a late lunch kind of a gal! ☕️

do you have any kids? if not, do you want some? naw, not for me. i'm even a pretty aloof aunt hahaha. it's not them, it's me 💗

something you’d like to learn this year: oooh, i'd really like to learn to do digital drawing/art. watch this space lol.

favorite social media app besides tumblr: instagram, but at this point it's stockholmy, ya know? 🙃

who is someone you admire? i really admire our newest supreme court justice for not only her lifetime of dedicated work, but also for surviving those awful confirmation hearings!

tell me something you’re looking forward to: seeing my childhood besties this summer for my birthday! 🥰

finally, tell me something that makes you happy: the little life that i've created with my wife, which now includes all of you babes 🖤

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comfort tag 💗

song: "long ride home" by patty griffin

band: augustana

movie: 10 things i hate about you

actress: helen mirren

actor: joseph gordon-levitt

tv show: brooklyn 99

concert video: omg i have no idea, but it's probably from a broadway show tbh lol

book: the alchemist by paulo coehlo

author: cheryl strayed

poem: [i carry your heart with me] by ee cummings

character: mickey baby & also nick miller

piece of clothing: my tie-dye sweatsuit!

meal: crab rangoons & drunken noodles

snack: fig bars

drink: coffee, always hot

animal: chipmunks? chipmunks.

room: my office or my bed, both are sacred spaces

#TAG YRSELF #THEN TAG ME #i love you all #just been a bit of a lurker this week #tagged #tag game tuesday #tag games

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lorei-writes · 3 years

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Lost Letters

Masamune x MC Fluff Parts of this work include suggestive content. [To avoid suggestive content, skip the following months: May, January.] Word Estimate: 2k

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To my beloved Masamune. It is March now, and the frost has begun its retreat from the air. You are not here, and I do not expect to send this letter… Yet I miss you so much the words seem to be writing themselves without much help. In this very moment, I wish I could ask how your day was. It is one of those rare instances where I miss modern technology – my helplessness is simply disarming me completely. I console myself with the thought that you will be back tonight. I missed seeing your face so bad. There are so many things I want to tell you, my heart is overflowing. I don’t think I should let any of them spill, yet I cannot hold all either. So, even if just on this paper, I must confess: I love you, Masamune. I love you so much it hurts. I could not focus on anything but your return the entire day. I cannot let you see this letter. You will never let me forget it. Although maybe... Maybe I should.

To my beloved Masamune.

It is March now, and the frost has begun its retreat from the air. You are not here, and I do not expect to send this letter… Yet I miss you so much the words seem to be writing themselves without much help.

In this very moment, I wish I could ask how your day was. It is one of those rare instances where I miss modern technology – my helplessness is simply disarming me completely. I console myself with the thought that you will be back tonight. I missed seeing your face so bad. There are so many things I want to tell you, my heart is overflowing.

I don’t think I should let any of them spill, yet I cannot hold all either. So, even if just on this paper, I must confess: I love you, Masamune. I love you so much it hurts. I could not focus on anything but your return the entire day.

I cannot let you see this letter. You will never let me forget it. Although maybe... Maybe I should.

To my courageous Masamune.

It is April now, and you came back all beaten and tattered. Your muscles tensed whenever I touched your skin. The disinfectant seeping into your cuts did not help either, I suppose… But you hugged me tight all the same, and did not let go for long. Your breath tickled my neck as you held your ear pressed against my pulse. I wonder, how bad was it this time? But do not get me wrong. I do not mind, I can stay in your arms for however long you desire.

This time, however, it was different. I cannot describe the feeling that I felt when you looked up at me and simply said you feel terrible and need rest. You… Appeared so vulnerable? And I know it never comes easy to you to be in this state.

I love you so much. Thanks for coming back yet once again. I am writing this as you sleep only a few meters away. Please, rest well – and thank you for trusting me yet once again.

To my flirtatious Masamune.

It is May now, and the weather has got quite warm already. However, my dear tiger, treat this as a note of complaint! Although… You will never see it, hopefully. You would see all the other ones then.

Never mind that! How dare you! You big, unruly, sneaky…!!! You know my knees get weak when you kiss me, and yet…! In the middle of the crowd, at that! Truly, my “knees were not a problem” as you put it after lifting me up, but my face surely was! I was red like a crab, Masamune!

How dare you uphold that air of coolness! If it were not for what you whispered… Curse that too, argh! Surely, nobody realised, and you always walk this fast, but… But it is the next morning, and I still am a mess after all the things you did to me the last night!

How dare you stay on my mind even now. Well, you did leave some marks, so surely, it is hard not to think of it, but… ! I want to lay in your arms a little longer, but alas. You had to start work early today of all days…

To my caring Masamune.

It is June now, and somehow, I managed to catch a cold. It is nothing much, really, but you insist I don’t leave bed today… Honestly, I feel a little guilty, but I am enjoying myself. You’re spoiling me quite a lot, my love, and I can hardly oppose it…

You brought some of your work here, so that you could watch over me while I napped. You checked my fever, brought me more covers when I was cold, even got Shogetsu to cuddle me up. When I woke up, you cooked me porridge, and I don’t know what rituals you did in the kitchen, but it was beyond delicious. Or perhaps I’m getting better?

My eyelids are heavier and heavier… And you’re insisting I stop writing and cuddle with you now. You didn’t want to move to sleep in a separate bed either… How could I refuse? I swear, tiger, some may say you hardly care, but whenever I see you acting like this, my heart beats faster.

To my curious Masamune.

It is July now, and this is both a letter of praise, and of complaint. For somebody who learns so fast, you surely never learnt not to get taken away by challenges. However, here end my complaints, as it… Surely is quite entertaining.

We are still running away from our own allies now. We have just settled for the night, and you are calling for me to come eat and sit with you by the fire. Have I ever told you you are the most beautiful when you are free and wild? No? Because your eye sparkles so gorgeously now.

You’ve made me appreciate so many new sides of life. I love sharing it with you, both the good and the bad. I don’t know what you’ve made, but let’s be honest, there are only starts above us and I couldn’t care any less about food right now.

Yes, yes, I’m coming, you impatient cat…

To my hardworking Masamune.

It is August now, and you are swarmed with work. I do not know how you manage to stay on top of it… But truly, you seem tired now. You set off early, and come back late, and it takes little before you fall asleep.

You… You cannot know it, but each night, you return my embrace quite strongly, even if deep slumber has already claimed you. You are adorable – your nose crinkles slightly whenever I kiss your forehead. I started telling you I love you, and you usually mumble back that you love me too… Then you generally get a little upset and nuzzle into my neck, and sometimes scoff about some pillows or radishes, whichever one it is this time around.

I must never reveal the fact that you talk in your sleep if you are tired enough. What if you forbid me from ever indulging in it ever again? I don’t think I could live without it anymore.

Signed,

Your Beautiful Futon

To my joyous Masamune.

It is September now! I want to go celebrate with you, so this letter will be brief:

Thank you for having been born, Masamune.

Please, live a long life. I want to love you plenty more. I need to love you plenty more. To hear you laugh, to see your smile… Your happiness is infectious, and I want for it to last for as long as it can.

To my resilient Masamune.

It is October now, and it came in sour, as if to balance the joy of the previous month. This battle was harsh. You emerged victorious, but at what price? So many were lost… Although I think you would care even for a single person just as much. War is a dreadful thing, to say the least. You know it better than I will ever be able to. That is why you protect me from it, is it not? I wish I could carry half your burden...

When you returned, you only latched onto my wrist. Your hands were cold, and you looked almost lost. Were you scared that I would be gone too? My love, my heart… You held yourself together bravely the entire time, but I am glad you let yourself unwind once in our quarters. I needed to feel that you were alive too.

I helped you wash, and you seemed to relax when I ran my fingers through your wet hair. Perhaps the bath was a good idea in the end. I hope no nightmares come your way today – but if any do, I will do my best to chase them all away. I know you would do great by yourself… But I love you, so please, do share some of your concerns.

To my grumpy Masamune.

It is November now, and oh my, I got to pay you back for how sweetly you cared for me when I was ill. It appears it was your time, my love. I did not expect you to resist so much! “Sleep in a different room”?! As if I would even consider that much! But… You were quite sweet once you caved in. If we were in the future, I would give you a good patient badge!

Kojuro came in later too. You were so adorable when he started telling stories from your childhood! Ah, and you were locked in bed, so for once, I got a chance to actually listen to them too! A shy little Masamune… I wish cameras were a thing in this time.

It was a good day, but please, do not fall ill much. I will always care for you, it is only that… As much as your pouts were a sight to behold, I love your content smile even more. I will have to make some of today up to you.

To my thoughtful Masamune.

It is December now, and you surprised me yet once again. I do know we celebrated Christmas together once, but I did not expect for you to hold onto the idea. This time, you organised everything by yourself, with your own twists to everything.

The party was great – the music, the food, the gifts, I loved every single moment of it. You dressed well too, and I swear, you look even more handsome in the more so festive clothes. It was just cool enough for me to shamelessly cuddle into your side as well… Did you plan that as well?

I must thank you for the gift tomorrow. You must have had ordered this fabric months in advance. It… It really feels amazing knowing that you truly listen to what I say. I love you, Masamune. Somehow, you have this way of making me feel loved even without using any words.

To my adventurous Masamune.

It is January now, and winters in this part of the country tend to grow rather harsh. The snow is thick, and it seemingly keeps on falling, and falling… I did not expect for you to suggest taking a trip, much less one to the hot springs.

I do not know what heated me up more – your kisses or the water. Good thing we retreated to our room fast, otherwise we could be thrown out of the estate. I am quite relaxed after we have made love… Perhaps my initial fear of you suggesting doing it in the snow was completely unfounded. Well, you would not force me to go forward with it anyway, but your drive for novelty is infectious at times.

You went out to get some food for us to share, and I am still lying in bed. The pillow smells of you, and the covers are pleasantly warm from our shared heat. I think you will want to slide right next to me once you are back, will you not? I know you do better with cold than the heat, but is it not too tempting? Ah, I think I can hear your steps… I wonder, what are those plans for tomorrow you have made.

To my calm Masamune.

It is February now. You seem to be at home plenty, and I welcome the change. We cook together nearly everyday, and I am enjoying it a lot. At first, those were more of classes than anything else, but now… We recreated some of the future dishes I told you about. Is that not amazing? You truly could be a chef in my original time.

However! Today I shall take my revenge! Just you wait and see, Masamune Date! I will pay you back for all those hugs from behind, and “sampled dishes”, and for all those “you seem to have a bit of the sauce over your lips”! I prepared something you did not expect yourself, and you have made me this devil!

I hope I can get this surprised face out of you. It should be tasty enough for that? I should carry it to you before it gets cold…

To my beloved Masamune.

It is March again, and I love you all the same.

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hugthepanda12 · 3 years

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I <3 Arlo - my thoughts on the show

episode 1: Furlecia is an icon. She undestands that sometimes cutting your fringe is the best coping mechanism and is ready to help. Precious ballfur lady <3 Also Ansel trying to do the dad thing. He's trying and we love him for that.

episode 2: Alia's arc??? Character development? Super way to dealing with your limitations??? Also Arlo being extra helpful and supportive!!?? This is a very valuable ep especially for those kids who suffer from conditions that won't let them focus.

Alia is my hero.

episode 3: Body positivity + ghost story? that's an incredible combo! that bird has no chill and apparently Marcellus can be a wise friend <3 He will share pizza crusts with you too on condition you start crying! Disgusting is new beautiful, remember that <3

episode 4: Arlo literally said 'i don't understand the need to be alone but Bertie for you I'll provide you the nice environment for your alone time bc i love you' and that is so sweet and thoughtfull I can't.

episode 5 Furlecia honey, you're an icon but you gotta relax! Good lesson on what stress can do to us if we overwork :( Furlecia skating so fab ily

miss president: ok establishing boundaries. I love that for you <3

episode 6: continuation from the film: Ansel feels insecure about the dad thing but wants to impress his son. Fortunately Arlo explains that he doesn't care about the expensive trip experiences. He values simple things and Ansel starts to understand Arlo's pov.

episode 7: FROG DOES THE FLOP flop fLOp coz it's homesick :( but at the end of the episode Jeromio is happy and that's all that matters :3

episode 8: Marcellus you jerk. .......... Wait Mercellus sweety I'm sorry I doubted you!!! <3

episode 9

Jeromio, Jeromio You came into my home-io And you won't leave me alone-io

also head empty only Ansel and beast dancing hula

episode 10: you mean my fav episode? Arlo having hallucinations was so funny I can't... And damn it had a sadder undertone too... Ansel really was desperate to hep him !!! I'm so glad that in the end he succeded! <3

episode 11: wow a great representation how our bad mood can change people all around us. haha Bertie's gasp when Arlo said he wants to be alone. Right then she knew: 'That alligator boy now turned into me and it’s my fault!'

episode 12: CRAB LADY I BELIEVED IN YOU but hey they made ‘what are those vine’ come to life! Wait I take that back dear evil crab lady I love you

episode 13: hot weather not good octopus is in love with Ansel's statue? Bertie being irresponsible for once? I mean yeah go girl, but Arlo's in trouble now! episode 14 Tony's parents be like: we don't love u bc u don't steal. Ok nevermind at least you can lie. ... and then they steal Ansel's helicopter. I love the easter egg - ansel's song from the movie is played in one scene

episode 15 aka follow me home reprise but in New York

episode 16 jeromio facepalming my beloved Weird carousel administrator my beloved I want to steal your means of transportation daaw~ Arlo trying to impress his papa by repairing his fav carousel. What can go wrong?

episode 17 head empty only Pumpkin Boy name reveal. His name is GORDON! Also that scene when Arlo was interrogating himself was funny

episode 18 ok I would never have expected a new villain there. Furlecia proving her disguise is the best. I want to see more her skills in action in s2. Marcellus sometimes has great ideas pass it on Edmee proving she's the most rad granny in the world. And yey! Edmee and Ansel introducing to each other! Edme living on the Seaside with her alligator son! Miss President and Ansel my new otp!

Summary:

Overall, I <3 Arlo is a lovely animation! I love the references from the movie and kinda musical-like nature of the show. ‘Slow walk’ is undeniably my favourite track from the soundtrack! The only thing that bugged me but oonly a little bit is that Bertie has more screentime than the rest of Arlo’s friends. However these characters do have their own episodes so this way it is balanced. The series is both comedy gold and educational because they tackle serious issues in a funny way, such as the odds of parenting (especially when you enter the child’s life in a later stage), the need for privacy, wanting the acceptance of your parents/ people, the struggles of an introverted person to fit in.

So, do I recommed? hell yeah, go and watch it!

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pinepickled-om · 3 years

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Idk if this is where I'm supposed to request anything but if it's not then just ignore it, please! I just finished reading everything on your masterlist, and I particularly adored the Solomon/Arbor/Michael one. If possible, can we see something a bit fluffy between Michael and Arbor? Up to you if it'll be SFW or NSFW :)

Hey anon! Yep, this is where you're supposed to request! I currently only have one other request that I'm super stuck on at the moment, so don't feel shy about sending them in! There should be 3 slots left open at the moment! Fill them up while you can!!

And I'd be happy to write some cute Michael/Arbor for you~

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When Arbor awoke, he was facing the stars. He felt around a bit, still not completely awake and trying to gain his bearings. He knew he’d fallen asleep in his willow tree, and this obviously was no tree. His hands found the substance he was laying on, a condensed magic that felt cool and smooth to the touch, fluid in it’s movements yet firm enough to keep Arbor afloat in the endless abyss of space. Just as Arbor began to search for ways out of this strange place, a warm, large hand covered his own, and he immediately relaxed.

“Michael.” Was all he murmured, relaxing onto what he now recognized as a bedsheet. Michael’s bedroom was a strange place, made of more magic than earthly material, a room that lived in the midst of stars, planets, and everything else that wandered space. You could only tell what furniture was where by straining your eyes to see the contours, where one glowing ball of light distorted and a cloud of pink dust cut off abruptly and picked up a little higher.

“Good evening, strawberry.” Michael said, running one warm hand up Arbor’s bare back as the other held firmly onto the nature mage’s palm. “You looked like you were having trouble sleeping, so I brought you up here.”

He smiled softly, leaning up slightly to press his lips to Michael’s. It was a chaste kiss, as far as these things go, but Arbor felt his face growing hot as he laid back down. Michael didn’t stop, his blue-gray hair tickling Arbor’s shoulder as the angel laid small kiss after small kiss on his strawberry’s neck. The scent of lavender and incense was thick in the air, and as Michael pulsed his vast magic of the sky into Arbor’s bones, into his skin, the green haired man found he could breathe easy.

“Arbor, flip around for me please?” Michael asked, pinching Arbor’s butt. The smaller man yelped and flipped over, nearly knocking the angel off balance from where he’d been straddling Arbor’s thighs. Michael simply adjusted how he sat and looked down at Arbor through hooded eyes, seemingly content to stare and do nothing more.

“Well?” The smaller man asked when he got impatient. “I’ve turned over. What now?”

Michael’s soft smile grew into a shit eating grin, his neon blue eyes flashing in the darkness of his room. “I just wanted to see your pretty face.”

Arbor snorted to try and hide how that corny line made his face grow hot, ears burning as Michael’s gaze only intensified.

“I’m serious, Arbor. You’re beautiful. I can’t get enough of you.” He murmured, leaning down to press his lips to the hollow of Arbor’s neck. “Every time I see you I just want to eat you up.”

Arbor scoffed, hiding his face in Michael’s hair. “You’re an incurable flirt.”

“Only for you. Only when you smile for me.”

“Hm, a smile? Is that all you’re satisfied with?” Arbor asked, gently rubbing Michael’s shoulders. The angel pulled up from where he’d been kissing Arbor’s neck and looked down at his strawberry with amusement.

“Is that what you think of me?” He eventually asked, leaning down to graze his nose against Arbor’s pec. “An angel so pure and good that a mere smile from my beloved satisfies me for all of eternity?”

Arbor tilted his head, considering the question. He certainly hadn’t meant it that way, but the way Michael said it... it was suspicious. By the time Arbor figured it out, it was too late.

Michael bit down on his nipple.

“MICHAEL!” He roared, flipping them both over to dig his fingers into Michael’s sides. The damn piranha didn’t let go, only giggled as he licked at the abused flesh.

“Of course I’m not satisfied only by your smile, I just said I can never get enough of you!” Michael said, grinning happily as he tickled Arbor. “Do you think I lay by your bedside all night thinking about your smile? When your ass is right there?”

Arbor snort-giggled, pushing Michael’s face away.

“Excuse me, I misdiagnosed you earlier. You’re an incurable horn dog!”

“No! I am a flirtatious horn dog who has a healthy appreciation for my beloved’s posterior!” Michael declared before promptly flipping Arbor like a hamburger and slapping his ass. Due to Michael being a rather heavy-handed angel, that hurt something awful, so the only logical conclusion was for Arbor to reach behind himself to make crab hands at Michael’s nipple, laughing the entire while. Michael eventually got the upper hand in their little play fight once more, forcibly spooning Arbor as he whispered into the nature mage’s ear.

“When you let me touch you, it feels like the sky shatters where our bodies meet.” He said, nibbling on Arbor’s earlobe a bit. Arbor snorted and rolled his eyes, ignoring the corny line’s affect on him..

“Cheese, pure cheese Michael.”

“Oh? Is my endless, catastrophic love for you cheesy, Arbor? I was unaware.” The angel murmured, his voice thick with amusement. Michael shifted until he was laying completely on top of Arbor, boxing the smaller man between his arms.

“What if I told you that the only music I can stand to listen to pounds to the beat of your heart? What then?” He said, a warm hand tilting Arbor’s head so Michael could kiss deeply into his mouth. Arbor whined, squirming under Michael’s weight, but the angel had no intentions of letting him go. He kissed Arbor breathless, purring every time the smaller man returned the enthusiasm, baiting Arbor in a combination of pleasure and reward until the nature mage was panting, hard and needy under his angel, the tattoo of crosses entangled in rose’s thorns pulsing happily, the sign of bondage between Michael and Arbor relishing in their shared happiness.

“I’d say...” Arbor finally said, his own golden eyes meeting Michael’s neon blue, hooded and sultry.

“You’re pure cheese and corn.”

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