#☂ OOC

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s1 five would have taken all the marigold himself and let the cleanse eat him while his family were safe in the subway. just saying. he'd have sacrificed himself for his family.

[theseancekid]

I'll be honest, the most upsetting thing from the trailer (besides the whole Germophobe Klaus thing which is— blatantly offensive and So So So Bad) was the fact that Klaus was wearing a fucking BELT with his pants

[siphoklansan]

CATCH CASTOR DECIDING THAT CHARIN IS THE PERFECT CANDIDATE TO TEACH POLLUX HOW TO RIZZ PPL UP... EITHOUT POLLUX' AGREEMEMT EHFHJSDB JUST COUSINS BEHAVIOR

“So…” Charin mumbled after the small banter the Castor and Pollux shared. “How am I supposed to help…?” He asked with a nervous grin, clearly not understanding why Castor dragged Pollux all the way from Ignihyde to his dorm.

Castor groaned as he rubs his temple “What do you mean ‘how am I supposed to help’ ?! You’re the rizzler of the school!!” Castor got out of his seat to face Charin “Please help my cousin, bro got so little rizz it’s embarrassing to witness—”

“I can still hear you, y’know!!” Pollux shouts, clearly upset but also a bit embarrassed.

Charin lets out a sigh as he rubs his nape “Listen, I don’t flirt. I’ve never been flirting—”

“LIES!!!!” The cousins shout in unison

I imagined Castor just bringing Pollux to Charin for shits and giggles but then witnessed how little rizz his cousin has💀 like it started as a joke but then bro got exasperated—

Charin, the unintentional flirt😔 any advice he’d give on rizzing people up is probably: “Just be nice to em’.” And he’ll just shrug

OC INTERACTION EVENT: MAY 25TH - 2ND OF JUNE

[kingpinpenguin]

headcanon. ╱╱ freckles.

My boy has freckles. If you don't see them, it's because he usually covers them up, especially in later seasons when he holds more power. As a child, he was teased and bullied for his freckles (among other things), which left a lasting impression on him. Also, he worries that his freckles make him look weak or vulnerable (or way too adorable)

He doesn't cover them in season one though, and my explanation is one, his mother would scold him for covering them up. Two. Fish Mooney. Hear me out. When Fish notices him trying to cover up his freckles, she asks him what he's doing and he tells her that he feels insecure about them. She'd say something like: " You think you're the only one with insecurities? We all have them. But we don't hide them. We embrace them and use them to our advantage. They make you unique." (He'd still cover them up occasionally though)

[vanilleneo]

everyone started sharing their pride icons so I had to break out Neo's. uwu

[vanilleneo-a]

@anonymous asked: Weiss/Neo

Anonymously message me one ship you’d like to see on my blog and why. // accepting !!

Y'know, I wasn't totally into this one when I started thinking about ships with Neo, but I toyed around with it a little bit in a flirtatious manner with a couple Weiss's on here and I have to admit, the concept of it kind of grew on me. Neo was raised by a rather controlling father, in a fancy home, with fancy people -- in a way she knows what Weiss has been through, and they each came through it in their own, very different ways. I think once they get to that point, they could bond over it.

Idk, it's cute and I wouldn't mind exploring it more. uwu

[rainychaoloveshack]

ﾟ ⋆ ﾟ ☂︎ ⋆ ﾟ 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞-𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐠.

you accidentally woke up shadow after some drinking. oops.

⋆°•☁︎ content. shadow x gn!reader, mentions of drinking, slightly tipsy shadow (he’s pretty sweet), kinda ooc, very very fluffy, mentioned engagement

☂︎ wc. 1k ☂︎ a/n. this is kindaaa a spiritual successor to this fic, cause i ended up using the fiance idea again huehehe… (maybe like a sweet moment a few days after?) the stories aren’t directly linked but they can be! its sorta like a series but they work as standalones lol

likes, reblogs, and especially comments are extremely appreciated!!! (i like chatting to you guys!)

“What’s wrong, honey?” Your fiancé's gruff voice breaks you from your thoughts, and you turn your head to meet his crimson gaze, glancing up at you curiously from his laid-out form. You almost didn’t catch the use of your nickname at the end, one he rarely uses unless on a special occasion.

This special occasion happens to be from your late drinking party with him around three hours ago. A mission went well, spectacular even, deserved a celebration, even if it was something small between the two of you. Shadow rarely drinks, but he held his liquor better than you thought he would, downing more drinks than you’ve ever seen him do.

Not well enough that he had to be assisted by you to your bedroom, unfortunately. He was insistent on sleeping beside you tonight.

“Was it a nightmare?” He shifts around on his side, his eyes looking into yours with a half-lidded stare, still clearly drowsy, with the way his voice almost slurred at the end of his words. But you shake your head and try to ease his drunken worries with a smile, reaching over to pet his head.

Shadow accepts your gesture with no protest, not even a frown or a flinch away, and his eyes shut once you make contact, ears tilted down and twitching as you pet the red stripe on his head, whispering sweet nothings to him as you enjoy his favorable reaction.

“[N-Name]...” He purrs, letting a small smile spread across his mouth. “Ah, stop it, stop it…” He grumbles, his words not matching his mannerisms, giving up trying to sound menacing as his ear flickers in your direction. A chuckle gives out from your throat before giving him one last pet with the back of your hand, settling yourself down from waking up so suddenly. Flipping back over and lying on your back, your eyes shut as you try to catch some much-needed shut-eye after tonight's celebration, yet you can feel Shadow’s stirring and shuffling around from the mattress, and your eyes peel back open to see what’s the matter with him.

“You know it’s my day off tomorrow.” Shadow says gently, finding his way over to your side, the soft mattress compressing below you two. “Do you have anything special planned?” His chest fur brushes against your arm, rising and falling with his slow breaths as he awaits your answer in anticipation, tail wagging back and forth slowly under the blanket you two share. It seems he doesn’t care to hide it tonight like he usually does. “You do, huh? Is it a date?”

You respond with a small shake of your head, and a frown spreads onto his muzzle as he tenses up slightly, displeased at your bland answer as his tail stops immediately. You really didn’t have anything planned; a simple day in with Shadow is good enough for you.

But it looks like he doesn’t like the thought of that this time. “I don’t want to just stay in the apartment tomorrow.” He mutters, his ear flicking once you poke and fidget with the tip of it as he speaks.  “I want to go out. I want to spend time with you outside…” 

The fact that Shadow’s so blunt tonight catches you off guard, forcing a small twitch through your arm as your brain processes it and forces a double take.

“What?” Shadow registers the shocked expression on you, and tries to get out a menacing growl, but it falls flat. “What’s with that face?”

You shake your head, shrugging your shoulders as your fingers find their way to his quills, trying to distract him from your reaction to his forwardness. It seems to work well as he nudges his head up into your hand, before shuffling around to straddle himself above you, easing himself down onto your body as he leans forward, almost pinning you down against the bed, but then he drags a lone finger down your arm gently.

“Let’s go walk around Station Square.” Shadow murmurs, leaning down and tracing imaginary circles on your chest. “I want to go out with you; I want to…” His voice trails off, a blush spreading across his muzzle, along with a small frown; clearly aggravated by something. Perhaps it's about the fat, amused grin on your face? 

“You’re making fun of me in your head.” Maybe a little. Yet you lie to him by shaking your head no, but he already knows the truth.

He clicks his tongue, shuffling off and sitting back on the bed as another growl grows in his throat. “It’s not funny.” You sit up onto your elbows to meet his gaze, cocking your head to the side giving him an amused yet happy smile.

Your future husband is so cute, tipsy or not.

His brows furrow, yet he leans down and cups your cheek with a hand, pressing a small kiss on the other, then tilting your face up to give you a quick kiss on the lips, smiling during it as you lean into him. He scoots back to you, and rests his body down next to yours, snuggling his head against your chest as he hugs your torso.

It’s always been hard for Shadow to express his feelings directly, whether it be ones of love or sorrow. Maybe he won’t feel so embarrassed about it when the sun rises; perhaps he will. Who knows? While the embarrassment may be present, he means every word he says out of his mouth. Of course, he does. And you never doubt it for a second.

“I love you, [Name]. Goodnight.”

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“Rouge, I was acting like a pure idiot that night. I woke up feeling like some imbecile. I couldn’t even look them in the eye. It’s not something that I can just-”

“Now why would they care about something like that, Shadow? You know they love you.”

“Yes, yes, of course, I know that, but-”

“Honestly, you worry too much about how you act around them. You’re both engaged for crying out loud! Some honesty with your emotions would do both of you some good. You’re lucky they’re such a patient lover.”

“Hmm.”

“So… How was your date with them? Was it fun? I haven’t had time to talk to them about it in detail, but they seemed happy about it when I brought it up in passing. Mentioned some real nice things about you. And about what happened that night…”

“Really? What did they say?”

“That’s between me and [Name].”

“Damn it, Rouge-”

“Yeah, whatever lover boy. I gotta go; shopping with the girls and all. See ya!”

"Rouge-"

"Ah..."

“Useless bat.” 

[glaseado-gym-official]

☂ : Does your muse like rain?

//OOC: Grusha probably doesn't experience rain very often? It might be a tad too cold on the mountain for rain to not turn into snow. I think in instances where he has experienced rain, he's found it to be comforting. Unless he's outside in said rain, then he likely thinks it as a bit of a hassle.

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so...i'm back. hi. like for a starter?

[theseancekid]

Houskeeping for Season 4

I will inevitably be bouncing back and forth between here and @codenameseance but please know that on this account, I will be using the tag #*ash's s4 boogaloo

[artificial-fury]

☂: my muse’s favorite season or time of year

— ♦️

"Huh... I'd say that my favourite time o' the year would be Spring. 's quite pretty to watch all of the flowers come into bloom on certain planets."

// ooc:

Yeah, he likes watching things come to life. He has a special appreciation for living things due to his past, and is furthered by the fact that he is friends with my friend's OC who is a literal plant that takes over people's bodies. x]

[pcisin]

" You're a looser baby " - Just finished reading your rules.

Just wanted to say hi ooc and my Angel wanted to fan girl over your Angel's blog haha

"i'm a loser, honey~"

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thanks a bunch for reading! i'm so glad u like my blog! its been so long since i did coding so it took me 6hrs to finish it all up!

i look forward in getting along with u!

[vanilleneo]

that ask reminded me that I really need to update Neo's list of how she signs different people's names...

[vanilleneo-a]

I love how all the Neo rpers play her so differently... Like everyone interprets this little chaos gremlin in a different way and every version is so valid and even if I don't do a lot of rp with doubles or follow a lot of Neo rpers with Neo I just love y'all and your takes ;w;

[sipario]

so uh. yeah. that episode happened. some minor spoilers (nothing that wasn’t said in preview descriptions) and a canon point mention below! 

anyways! i’m going to wait about 48 hours just to be mindful of spoilers - but i’ll be pushing raine’s canon point up to the beginning of King’s Tide - right before the draining spell begins, when they’re with lilith, watching eda go with darius and eberwolf. because i have no idea how i’d handle them post-king’s tide. 

they’ll still be feigning loyalty to belos in front of him and certain other individuals - but with most toh characters, they have no reason to lie anymore!

[rainychaoloveshack]

ﾟ ⋆ ﾟ ☂︎ ⋆ ﾟ 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐠.

shadow looks pretty nice in your t-shirt. 

**⋆°•☁︎ content. shadow x gn!reader, slightly ooc, couple antics, fluff ⚠️reader is implied to be a human, but its not specified⚠️

☂︎ wc. 1k ☂︎ a/n. i actually wrote another version of this weeks ago, but it was suggestive, and thought it ended up too cringy to post. buttt i really liked the concept and decided to make it sfw and fluffy instead :)

likes, reblogs, and especially comments are extremely appreciated!!! (i like chatting to you guys!)

“[Name], could you put the AC higher?” Shadow says abruptly from his cozy spot on the couch, sprawled out as the TV drones on endlessly, chattering on and on, though it’s more so on to serve as background noise instead of him actually watching it. You turn your head to the side, a bit confused at his statement. “It’s cold here.”

Ah, now that you notice it, there is a bit of a chill in the apartment. A shiver flows through your body at the sudden realization, forcing goosebumps to rise on your skin as you wince. If even he can register he chill with his fur, he’s definitely right. It must've been you just shutting out the problem subconsciously. You haven’t even told him about the problem with the AC…

“The AC’s broken?” Shadow looks over to you, a frown spreading onto his face as he gets on to complaining about it. “For how long? And you haven’t called a repairman by now?” He growls, sitting up from the couch before rising up onto his feet. “Hurry and get me something of yours then. It’s not like I can just wear my coat here.”

The thought of Shadow wearing his comfy trenchcoat does sound appealing, the brown coat always falling over his form nicely (And he looks so damn good in it), but it’s not cold enough in here for that kind of attire. Plus, who's wearing their trench coat inside anyway? With a small skip in your steps, you beckon Shadow over to your bedroom and push the door open, heading over to your dresser to rummage through the piece of furniture.

Well, you have a little something here and there, and here as well…

Ah. How about this one? You tug it out of its snug spot in your dresser, letting it unravel in front of him, and his eyes scan up and down the shirt. It’s nothing special by any means; a plain, oversized black t-shirt with one of your favorite bands (or singers!) plastered on the front. But it gets the job done by covering the soft chill in most rooms or homes, including this one. It looks badass too, even with the faded logo.

“Here.” Shadow says, taking the shirt from your grasp as he slips it over his head, having to shift around a bit to make sure his quills don’t pierce the fabric. It’s not like it would really matter if it did, but Shadow always tends to be over-cautious of your things, even if they hold little to no real value. Even if it’s something simple like a mug you really like, or a pair of pants you like to wear, you can tell how he gets a little tense while handling things like that, always making sure the mug is away from the kitchen counter’s edge when he makes you a cup of coffee or tea, or folding your pants in the best way to prevent wrinkles.

“It’s big on me.” Yet he looks good nonetheless, as you expected. Shadow mumbles incoherently under his breath, pulling it in different ways in an attempt to make it more snug on him, but then he notices your interested stare. “... What's wrong? Do you want me to wear a different one?”

You shake your head the second he finishes his sentence, fixing the shirt's neckline around him, running your fingers through his chest fluff briefly to fix it up. For some reason, seeing him in such attire that’s unlike him wants you to make him look the very best he can be, even in an old band t-shirt.

Shadow lets out a small “hmm” noise as you do so, curious about your little fidgeting antics with his fur. “Am I your model for tonight?”

You hold back a small fit of laughter at the sudden (and odd) response to your behavior, a snicker making its way out as Shadow peers up at you, pleased at your reaction to his joke, especially since he doesn’t joke around often in the slightest. His chest puffs out ever so slightly, silently relishing in that feeling of achievement on making you laugh

It takes a fair bit of power inside you not to come up with something playful back, but you stay silent and take a step or two back, making a small rectangle with your fingers as you hold it up to his face, the smile on your face surely growing.

Shadow head cocks to the side at your gesture, but straightens up once he realizes what you’re doing.

“How do I look?” He murmurs, tugging on the neckline of the shirt to bring it down, before gazing back up at you.

As handsome as ever. Maybe he’ll even strike a little pose for you?

“Don’t test your luck.” Ah, as expected…

Then just like this would be fine, yes?

“[Name].” Shadow says sternly the moment you reach for your phone on the dresser, making your body tense up immediately at his tone of voice. “No pictures.” He hisses, walking up and swatting your hand away from your device. With a small pout, you cross your arms and glare at him. It’s not like you’re going to show anyone.

Anyone like Sonic, that is. Maybe another person.

“... Fine. Just one.”

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“So, how bout’ it? A day out with me and Omega sounds nice, right? You can even bring [Name]. If you’d like.”

“Hmm.”

“Oh, by the way; I saw that picture of you, lover boy. You should wear clothes like that more often. It suits you.”

“What?”

“That picture of you in that t-shirt. I didn’t know you were a fan of that band, Shadow. Or is it [Name]’s?”

“Rouge, what picture are you-”

Chills rise up your spine, a wince forming across your lips, and you silently refuse to turn around to meet that gaze currently piercing a hole right in your back.

Damn it. That loose-lipped bat…

“... I’ll call you back in a few minutes.”