#( eric;replies)

[egophiliac]

Serious question.

Do you think we’ll see the parents/family of each of the guys???

Like, We’ve been TEASED with Ace’s brother, that I’m starting to think it’s just a reference to that Alice in Wonderland park character in Japan and nothing else….

Jack’s family, Ruggie’s grandma, Falena, Maleficia, Ms.Rosehearts, Just now Vil’s dad is in the picture which I am really happy but now I’m wondering about his mom, and so Deuce’s mom.

I mean, some HAVE a silhouette!! It could mean they do have a design in the making/ready to show. They could’ve shown us Falena in the Tamashina (hope I said that correctly) event, but didn’t (prolly to make Leona not so σ(▼□▼メ) and it’s understandable)

Anyhow, any idea/headcannon about this? Who do you want to see first?

I'm wondering if everyone might eventually get a travel event? like they've now introduced with Vil's that it doesn't have to be specifically hometowns, so that opens things up a lot! (especially if they have to figure out how to do three separate Coral Sea visits) (how would that even work otherwise)

but yeah, I hope everyone gets a chance! there's a lot of backstory characters I would LOVE to meet. :D :D :D though I do think some of them don't really suit the more light-hearted tone of the events (pretty sure you're right about that being why Falena wasn't in Tamashina-Mina, that would've just been. too much for Leona.) so like...we're probably not ever going to meet the Rosehearts. or Maleficia (although I maintain that this would be THE funniest possible way to introduce her outside of the main story, and actually I would love this a lot, can we please Twst) (I need to see her to put Malleus in a froofy little outfit and tell him what a handsome boy he is). but they've sprung surprises like Kifaji on us, and honestly anyone who shows up and tells embarrassing stories about characters' childhoods is good in my book!

characters off the top of my head who I most want to meet: literally any of the Zigvolts, Azul's mom, Ace's brother, Che'nya's grandfather (<- I think he would be a good one for Riddle) (please just any non-terrible adult in his life), any member of Rook's family because I need to see how they managed to produce him, and...really just whoever they can come up with for Silver.

[lexdelioncourt]

Okay the Devil's Minion cocaine is wearing off. Call me Daniel Molloy because I need another hit.

[renegadesstuff]

ALEXI (on insta): “Chemistry is one of those magical things that takes on a life of its own.” 🫶

[spro-o]

no blorbo is safe from my gay-laser-death-beam: and so I present, Chase in drag 🤲

and a thank you to @robbiechasey for fuelling these collective delusions /pos 🛐

[drownedinlavender]

i’d love to see your perspective on how other cartman-related ships could play out and dynamics !!

(stanman and kenman blinks at you sweetly)

(wanted for come off anon for this one :3)

Omg hiii, Lemon!! ヾ(˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶)

Yes, I love Stanman, Kenman, and Buttman!!! (hehehe what a tragic ship name lol) obviously not as much as Kyman since that's my OTP but I still find them very cute!!

Kenman is one of the most obvious ones on the list. They already have a great dynamic going on! Good examples of their dynamic are:

In the episode “The Tale of Scrotie McBoogerballs” when Cartman just casually suggests killing that one famous person and Kenny shrugs like, “okay.” as if to say, “I got nothing better to do, sure,” is SO funny to me. They both work really well together in the sense that they're both the more morally grey (apart from Mysterion where it seems Kenny really channels a strong sense of justice. When he's just himself, he's really down for whatever). In that aspect, I think Kenny would be such a ride or die for Cartman. They'd be partners in crime like they were in the episode “DikinBaus Hot Dogs.”

I also LOVE the aspect that Cartman is the only one that's ever remembered Kenny's deaths. (A lot of people speculate that it's because Cartman ate Kenny's ashes but, nah, Cartman knew about Kenny's deaths since before that). I think him knowing about Kenny's immortality would add such a great dynamic for the ship. Kenny could have someone he could talk about it with, someone that knows. And Cartman’s inability to take anything seriously would probably add to them having a lot of inside jokes about it lol. Kenny would feel alone and he'd be able to cope using humor.

I also love the fact that both Kenny and Cartman are the two boys in the show that have crossdressed the most out of all of them, and willingly, too. They have both chosen to play the girl in multiple times such as Cartman playing Bad Irene in the wrestling episode and Kenny being princess Kenny. So I think the two would LOVE getting together and critiquing Drag Race lmaooo they'd eat that shit up.

Buttman is the other ship that seems more obvious for Cartman since they already spend so much time together. There are so many episodes of them interacting. It's mainly Cartman just dunking on Butters and Butters getting back at Cartman like in the “AWESOME-O.”

I think an underrated dynamic to explore is that, from the whole Weiners Out debacle in season 20, it seems that Cartman has to keep Butters in check otherwise Butters is capable to become the new Cartman. This same theme also shows back up in Post Covid where Butters becomes a NFT scam trader. He and Cartman have a lot in common. Butters is also seen constantly dunking on others and backing up Cartman when he's being a dick.

I think Buttman would be so gossipy together lol. I think they'd love to talk about others for hours. They could make a very dangerous duo if they both team up and work together for a scheme but I also like the idea of Butters keeping Cartman somewhat in check since, even though Butters is also unhinged, he is less unhinged than Cartman by a long shot Lolol

Stanman is the one that people would least expect but I still totally love because of their dynamic! I find it very cute!

Cartman cares about Stan. Despite loving quarantine and wanting the pandemic to continue, he ultimately gave the Pangolin to the scientist so they could find a cure for Covid because Stan cried. All Stan had to do was cry and Cartman actually picked Stan over what Cartman himself wanted. He also helped Stan with the cows in “Fun With Veal.”

Cartman has also shown to want to be liked by Stan and to want to hang out with Stan just by himself without the others as shown in the episode where they broke the damn with a boat. Cartman looks up to Stan and sees him as the main character. Cartman was also shown to visit Stan at the farm to vent.

I think Stanman would be the most wholesome Cartman ship out of them all tbh. Just because if they were romantic, I could see it being from Cartman having a genuine crush on Stan and being, like, actually kind to him instead of such a little insufferable shit lmaoo. I think he would genuinely want to be liked by him so he'd be on his best behavior around Stan and Stan could easily stop Cartman from doing something in turn. He'd be able to tame Cartman more easily since Cartman actually cares what Stan thinks of him. I think because of this Cartman would be sweeter if they were dating and would be there for Stan during Stan’s depression. I think hed genuinely try to help Stan at least by giving him company.

Cartman has also been shown to love to write and produce music in multiple episodes like Stan so they could both write music together and I think that could be so sweet and romantic. They could both really bond over it.

And that concludes my long ass essay on Cartman ships between the main five 🤣🤣 omg dude I'm so sorry if I didn't even answer specifically what you asked akhsksjska I want on ramble with this one lolol

[joongdunking]

Studio 3 Dressing room Khun Joong Khun Dunk

Translation credit

Dunk replying to a fan(?) comment. Joong hasn't like the huge dumpling reel yet.

Force drop one photo? 😂

[aspartame-parent]

guys i have a question but i can’t find shit and i’m new to this—

does KISS have like, character lore? i know they have all their character names (demon, starchild, spaceman, catman, ankh warrior, fox) but do they have character lore too?

like i know spaceman/ace is from “jendell” so the lil alien has a canon home planet, but is there any more character lore like that?

[abrvcadvbra]

continuation from here @soulwrites

eric was right - the opinion of others shouldn't bother nothing. what did it matter if someone believed a lie? why care if someone sent glares her way whenever eric was around? they were longtime friends who have seen the absolute worst in each other and yet - still they remain. that's truly all that should've mattered.

but it didn't.

living in a small town sucked. especially after moving back from being in one of the nation's most crammed cities where no one knew her or of her. none of her family members were revered or feared. she was simply cassandra davidson. now there were titles after her name: cassandra davidson: daughter of the police chief, sister of an fbi agent, sibling to the owner of the popular cafe and sister to the town's wedding planner. might as well put a sign on her forehead with 'black sheep' written on it. cassandra davidson: bartender, cat mom, addict.

"you know how people talk in this town," she started with a sigh. "about me." a handful of people knew about her time in the big apple. those people she trusted to not speak a word about her demons. however, one of those people was her brother. despite the rekindling of their siblingship, cassie worries nate dropped the news to one of their other sisters, or worst, their father. "i'm already the 'least likely to succeed' davidson. i don't need 'homewrecker' being another reason for my dad to hate me." her statement forced a shake from her head as her face scrunched. "i know that sounds dumb but these daddy issues run deep."

[crispsandkerosene]

Hi lovely. I really really love your 1to2 conversions. May I ask have you considered re-creating the Espresso bar from the Sims 1 Unleashed. Many thanks!

Hey!

I may do so at some point, but it's really not a guarantee.

I did save this concept art of it, so enjoy:

[nessa007]

I just made a connection in TLM 2023 film (might make a cute gifset??) The scene where Eric comes to breakfast and talks to his mother, when he stands at the window staring at sea. He's probably thinking about the mystery girl who saved him (Ariel). Later under the sea, while her sisters are cleaning up the shipwreck, Ariel is daydreaming on a rock, playing with the little fish. She's probably thinking about Eric. So that same morning they are both thinking about each other. 🥺

i love this parallel! i’ve posted the gifset here and also added another parallel 🩵

[4th-make-quail]

Okay because I'm not feeling well there won't be any fic from me today, HOWEVER in the name of RPFriday I want you guys to tell me your hot (or just general) zamasian thoughts!!

Favourite situation to imagine?

What do u think their first time was like?

Who tends to top? Who's more sub?

What do they do for cosy domesticity situations?

Who's more likely to steal the other's clothes?

Discuss!!

[reevezs]

Questions for the Mun

Copy this and fill in your own answers. Then tag some people to learn more about them.

Repost, not reblog!

Favorite smell - gasoline, popcorn puppy paws, pine, freshly cut flowers, cellar smell

First Job - copywriter

Zodiac sign - pisces

Favorite pizza - pizza lol. spicy classics or weird combos, pineapple can stay

Favorite dog - MY DOG

Favorite foot attire - sneakers

Favorite Roller Coaster - fuck those vomitthrowers, no

Favorite candy - Skittles

Favorite ice cream - this answer changes a lot, so pay zero attention to what I say here

Pet peeves - we don't have time for these lol. people (period) who walk slowly, eat or drink loudly, certain sounds in general, giving me too many tasks at once

What are you listening to right now - right now? nothing, I yawned

Color of your vehicle - red, so it's fast

Color of eyes - Kelly Clarkson and Limp Bizkit still haven't settled on one

Favorite Holiday - Halloween lol

Night owl or day person - too much of a night owl to be a day person, but I kinda shifted from night to morning ig

Fave day of week - any day I can do whatever the fuck I want

Tattoos - yes, I've got too many ideas, so I'm super picky though

Like to cook - yes, but only when I'm in the mood and have time for that

Beer or wine or neither - beer but I won't say no to good white wine

Can you drive a manual transmissions - oh yes, sometimes I forget it's a flex *horatio glasses gif*

Favorite color - turquoise

Do you like vegetables - yes, they're very nice

Do you wear glasses - no

Favorite season - spring

tagged by: @ayakoito ty 💙

tagging: @pleinsdemuses , @myriadxofxmuses , @renegadetulis , @parvumchao , @dontcxckitup , @kit-just-kit & you bc I wanna tag everyone

[ategods]

here to bless u all with the funniest scene in true blood history

[rainwaterapothecary]

For the micro story prompt, #7 :3

7 - Silent Fury

Early 20th Century. Little Italy, America.

Leone S. Candreva was a boy on a mission. Fiorire bounded along beside her counterpart, big adolescent paws hitting the cobblestones as her now-wolf nose lifted into the air to scent their friends between the open windows of the bakery, the bookbinders, and finally the schoolhouse.

“There, Leon!” She called out through their Bond, turning sharply to guide the duo into the playground. If Leon’s soft jaw wasn’t set and his expression thunderous, it surely would have turned so.

Fiorire smelled blood.

She couldn’t smell Panza at all.

Something’s wrong. Something's really wrong.

Her boy’s fists clenched, drawing blood away from his knuckles.

Only the friendship bracelet with her name on it showed any sign of his innocence as he tore into his bullies to save his friend.

“Leon, no!” Little Luis Serra from down the road held out a hand to stay the inevitable beatdown, but Leon came from Sicilian stock and he was silently enraged.

The upperclassmen didn’t see his tiny fist coming.

“Ay Dios mío.” The young boy sighed, holding his dormouse-shaped daemon to his chest. Panza was good to him like that, changing easily to whatever form he needed comfort from the most.

Luis’ mamá’s bombón was a badger, and having a tiny heartbeat nearby calmed him.

Especially when bullies started calling him awful names and pulling at his clothes.

Panza had tried to help but, like his human, there was only so much he could do before turning to the preservation of his boy. Luis and Panza weren’t like their friends, brave and combatative, and they tried to tell themselves that this way okay…

But when the younger boy was fighting three upperclassmen with nothing but Fiorire’s snarls (she’d taken the form of a wolf from Luis’ homeland, he noticed with shock) and Leon’s fists- and kicks, and teeth- just to protect someone else, someone who hung out with him after school when one of their grandparents had to work late, or taught him how to make friendship bracelets in the dusty backyard of a tenement, or gossiped in their Mother tongues just because they could…

Well, it made Luis feel awful.

Panza snuggled into his tiny palms, snuffling at the scrapes his boy had gotten after a bully had tried to tear his shirt and sent him to the ground.

Leon went flying, his small form bouncing as he landed in the sandy playground.

With a sniff, the blond devil picked himself back up and swiped the blood from a cut on his cheek. His steps were solid as he returned to the other kids, each footfall had purpose and his daemon twitched as her teeth sharpened to needles and her form shrunk.

Luis shivered as her ears began to thin and a bright white Glasgow Smile rippled across her chest.

Fiorire the Tasmanian Devil bared her teeth and Leon’s eyes glinted like death.

The shivering youth remembered what the menagerie said about those.

Ferocious. Mean and bloodthirsty just because they could. Would tear apart any enemy, no matter how big.

God, he hoped Fiorire didn’t Settle there.

As a bully’s skull thwacked into the unforgiving metal slide and Leon raised a ripped-up shoe to slam down onto the dazed kid’s head, Luis shook himself out of his horror and his gray eyes set.

"¡Sancho! ¡Basta!”

Enough.

Panza flowed out of his hands and landed in a very familiar shape.

Fiorire’s preferred lion cub form looked back at her with clear eyes and a lips pinched in concern.

She shuddered to a stop, her shock freezing Leon with his foot still poised to stomp his enemy into the metal edge.

Luis was many things: an intellectual, a bookworm, a hit with the girls…

But most of all he was sturdy.

He had held his Abuelo’s hand when his mama had died. He had set his jaw and ripped up one of his favorite shirts just to keep his own chest from betraying him.

He had reached out to the hurting, angry Italian kid when the blond showed up at the schoolhouse two years ago without parents and without anything to hold on to.

So Luis had reached out and he had held on.

"Vete." he mentally snapped to his daemon, the cub pouncing for his heart’s dearest friend where she stood frozen.

Leon felt the hit in his chest.

“L…Luis?”

If he hadn’t known Leon like he did, Luis would think he was betrayed.

Thankfully it was just shock.

Then Luis took the fists his mamá had given him and, with the savagery of her badger soul, he threw a punch.

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The boys didn’t win, their enemies were the sons of dockworkers after all, and at least one was using his fists in a mirror to the way that dockworker used his: on smaller boys who couldn’t hope to win.

But they put up a damn good fight.

Panza had taken Fiorire into the trees at the soonest possible moment, utilizing that brain of theirs to remove the daemons from the circling bullies – one or two of whom had already Settled into cruel, muscular forms.

A quetzal from the menagerie led Fiorire’s mourning dove into the leaves where they left the slobbering dog, fox, and panther on the ground, glaring.

Luis’ long hair was pulled nearly to the point of blood and Leon was lucky that the teeth he lost were coming out anyway.

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He spat blood into the dust on the side of the road and winced when his skinned knuckles touched his busted lip.

“Nonna is gonna kill us, Lu.”

The bookworm looked over in alarm before seeing the grin on his friend’s face. His shoulders relaxed and he shook his head, stray hairs still slipping loose.

“Not if we told her you were sticking up for me. You know she likes me best.” He knocked shoulders with his friend. Leon nodded to one side like ‘true’.

“’Sides, you’re famigghia. I wasn’t just gonna leave you n’ Panza.”

Luis froze in the middle of the street.

His friend raised an eyebrow and turned back to take him in.

“You okay?”

Luis began patting his pockets, alarm and terror filling his eyes past the point they had even when he had three bigger boys ready to tear him apart.

“I have to go back! Say hi to Nonna for me!”

“Luis-!”

The taller boy turned on his heel and took off back towards the schoolhouse, his hands shaking and a prayer running through the back of his mind.

No, no, no-

Leon’s footfalls followed him, along with the awkward not-yet-silent paws of a baby lioness. Panza circled his human’s neck, the bright reds of a fire salamander flickering as dusk lit his smooth skin.

Luis could handle the cruel names, the violence (Panza usually found a way out before it got too bad), and the stares.

It was when the idiotas touched his stuff that he felt that cold rush of terror shoot up his spine.

The one time he brought his copy of one of the Don Quixote books to school and a mean boy knocked it out of his arms he had frozen.

Panza had nearly turned into the pterosaur from the journals Luis hoarded and taken his tormentor’s hand off before Leon (then too young to be in school full-time) had run over and picked up the book.

Now the bracelet Leon had made him with Panza’s name on it was missing.

It had probably flown off his wrist when one of the big pendejos grabbed his arm and he slipped away, but it wasn’t there and he was panicking.

“Luis?”

He had begun muttering in quiet Spanish at some point as he ran up the road, drowning out the world as his thoughts orbited the small piece of jewelry made of old beads and flaking paint.

Panza’s throat frilled as he cycled through forms on Luis’ shoulders, the boy’s distress open in the rapidly vacillating form of scales, feathers, and fur.

Sometimes Leon wondered if Panza would ever Settle…

(Some part of him hoped not. That his mercurial, fanciful best friend would keep his whimsy and window to his moods on his sleeve for the rest of their lives.)

Panza launched himself off of Luis’ thin shoulders, gliding on the wings of the sharpest-eyed owl they could think of. Luis’ chest rose and fell rapidly, breath coming shorter and shorter.

"There!"

With uncharacteristic gracelessness and lack of care for his clothes, the frantic boy fell to his knees and picked up his friendship bracelet with shaking hands.

It seemed alright, nothing was snapped or broken. He bounced it on its thread once or twice, just in case any of the beads were hiding cracks.

“Luis? Hey…”

Leon could fight. He could swear. He could help his Nonna make meatballs with the best of them. (His hands were the perfect size, she’d said so herself! And you never doubt Nonna).

But he was at a loss when his friend started crying.

What would Nonna do…Fuck, what would Abuelo do?

Wincing as his bruised thigh twinged, Leon knelt on his knees before his friend.

“Luis? You okay?”

The two daemons held one of their silent conversations before the lioness translated into Leon’s head:

Your bracelets are one of his dearest possessions. He’d hate to lose his.

Leon blanked.

His young mind couldn’t fathom how important their afternoon of laughter and craft materials from neighbors must have meant to his friend to have the boy silently weeping.

Suddenly his arms were filled with his friend and he could do nothing but hold on.

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Arctic Islands Research Compound

Nearly 19 years later, when one of the faceless scientists slipped an item the test subject had nearly forgotten about into his pale hands at the Dust trials, faded blue eyes snapped into understanding.

“What they’re doing here is wrong, my friend. And I won’t let them take anything else from you or anyone else trapped here.”

The bracelet in his hands matched the tattoo on his wrist, though it said a different name.

The beads were sun-bleached, the paint nearly gone, but as the man tethered to his daemon only through strength of will and the thinnest of threads turned it reverently one direction and then the next…

Laughter, bright and joyous filtered to his ears from between the claustrophobic tenement walls where two boys knelt over beads from a Romani laundress and paint from a German clockmaker.

His fist clenched around the bracelet that was still warm from another person’s skin.

The sewing thread from his Nonna had been replaced somewhere over the years with a thin, leather cord to fit the wrist of an adult.

When now-sharp blue eyes shot up to the retreating back of the scientist in a white coat, the warm eyes of a fire salamander looked right back.

Panza, the bracelet in his fist read.

Panza, the scientist whispered as he slipped into the nearest holding pen.

Fiorire, the salamander called…

And a wolf with dull eyes snapped to clarity and attention.

Panza was still an escape artist.

Leon was still vicious.

Fiorire still loyal.

Luis still whip-smart.

…And he had long stopped being afraid when it came to anything or anyone his still-soft heart held dear.

Besides, his Abuelo’s gun fit his hands, his old volumes of Don Quixote sat secure on a shelf in his safe-house, and his dearest friend held his bracelet.

What did he have to be afraid of?

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Leon’s grin was feral as he heard Abuelo Serra’s gun going off in the hallway in front of his cage.

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A/N Thanks for the prompt!!! This started off as that good good scorched earth Leon and then turned into babbies and then turned into 'I wanna do a Daemon au so I'll add it in' And now I have feelings and Ideas about where this au could go, so we'll see! :3c >:3c

Now with a [part 2]!

4/7/25: NOW WITH A COMPLETE FIC, LORE, AND MEMES.

[xthedevilyouknowx]

Mia had become a motorcycle racer after Shelly's death now back in Detroit a year later after another won Race, on the path she stopped upon what used to be Gideon's pawn shop now up in flames as Officer Albrecht questioned someone all in black but upon hearing

"They're all dead.. They just don't know it yet"

She knew that man was familiar but she turned around and drove off to avoid being seen by him unaware it was too late

(Mia Rodriguez vs Eric Draven Starter)

It was the noise of the motorcycle that caught Eric's attention at first. But then... the single glimpse was all he needed. He knew that face. As soon as Officer Albrecht turned away for just a moment, fussing at some looters nearby, Eric was gone, tracking down the young woman he'd just seen. Maybe she would be the only one to really remember him.

@mysticaltwoface

[dreamlightmagicgarden]

✏️ Gaston and Hook ✏️ and one for Eric and Florian cause princes~

@intxlligentminds | @elxgantcaptain

Hook and Gaston:

Captain Hook: What the hell were you thinking? Gaston: I heard releasing birds at a wedding is romantic! Captain Hook: You released OSTRICHES!

Eric and Florian

Florian: Can I have some water? Eric: *starts chugging their water bottle* Eric: *chokes from drinking too fast* Eric: *spills water all over themself* Eric, coughing: I don't have any water.