#( yipee i did it! )

[medievalatkinson]

shut up seaweed brain jst hold me for a while ☹❤

poor frank when he found them 😭😭

this is the other version w more light HEHE

[crowrrupt]

Porque te vas...

[mourningsstars]

*crawls out of the dirt and coughs up a lung*

Here's Gabriel!!!

[ciel-the-resident-weirdo]

STARKIDS: WE DID IT!!

the apotheosis shall be upon tumblr :3

[midnight-mourning]

Winter's Chill

❄️❄️Midnight's DCA December Day 15❄️❄️

Never written a mer fic before, it was a lot of fun! I see why people enjoy the concept so much ^_^ anywho, hope you enjoy!

Prompt: How exciting! I think it would be fun to have mer snuggles to stave off the cold. Maybe yn is a handler in a aquarium and the dca's favorite human, or maybe yn's a mer, or maybe yn lives by the seaside and yn's they're favorite human. Maybe yn and dca can exchange cold weather traditions/favorite things to do. Being coiled in either of their tails just sounds very warm and snuggly : D

Word Count: 1881

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The breeze blows heavily around you, cutting against the skin of your cheeks with the salt it holds. The sand is cold between your toes as you walk across the shore. It's not cold enough for the water to freeze, but it does send a shiver down your spine as it tickles your toes. It wets the bottom of your pants, but you're too distracted to care right this moment, you'll worry about it after you go back inside. 

Staring out into the surf, you don't see any sign of them, but you don't let that worry you. You imagine with the cold weather they're probably holed up in their caves, staying warm. Like you should be doing yourself, but given the sudden turn in the temps you'd thought you'd at least get eyes on them yourself. 

Additionally, you'd been talking excitedly the past few weeks about each other's cultures and traditions when it came to the winter months. 

The very idea of mers was new to you, but that didn't make them any less fascinating to you. Rather, you were incredibly curious both of the two that had stumbled into your life all those months and of their culture. Much like how they were intrigued by you and the human world. 

Recently you'd been comparing how mers celebrated the change in the seasons versus humans. While you gave gifts and spent time with others, mers apparently had large feasts and parties, followed by periods of long hibernation all together. Waking up every so often to do it all over again. 

The idea of not seeing either of the pair for weeks at a time did disappoint you, despite their assurances that they wouldn't be participating like they usually did this year. You weren't going to keep them from their traditions, just like how they wouldn't ask that of you. 

Still, you'd been hoping to see them at least one more time before they're first hibernation. You shift the gifts in your hands, and adjust the basket on your arm as you scan the horizon one last time. Nothing but brown-grey sea and sky stares back at you. 

With a sigh, you turn around and head back to shore, the wood of your dock damp and cold under your feet. 

About halfway back, you hear a whistle off to your right. 

Twisting, you see a yellow, finned head poking out of the water, around where the shore turns. It peeks out further, revealing a grin of sharp teeth. You return the smile in earnest

Sun chirps, waving at you quickly. 

You shift your presents to one hand and raise your now free one to wave back. 

He makes a beckoning motion and you send back a thumbs up, understanding. He tilts his head a moment, then does the same. 

Doing your best to not slip, you hurry back down the dock and across the beach, rounding the edge where the cliffs start to grow large and rocky. A bit more traveling and you make it down to the stretch where the cave your mer friends call home is. And after a bit more maneuvering and the likes, you head inside. 

When you get there, you see Moon lazily resting on a rock that's partly in the water. He waves a clawed hand to you before resting it back on his stomach, eyes closing. Soon enough, Sun bursts up in the middle of the water, sending waves throughout the pool and disturbing the other mer. 

"Hello friend!" Sun exclaims swimming over to the edge where you stand. "It's so good to see you!"

"You too, Sunny. I was worried I missed you guys."

Moon tsks. "We told you we won't be hibernating this year. Just,"—he yawns—"'Sleeping in' later, as you call it."

"And I told you, that you don't need to change your routine for me. Which is why we're going to have some fun now, and then you’re free to sleep contently for as long as you like." You start setting things down on a rock, scanning for a good location to set up. 

They both watch you intently, seeming incredibly curious as to what you're up to. 

Sun catches on quick. "Oh! Is this that holiday you told us about? Chr-Chrislist?"

"I think it's pronounced 'Christmouse'." Moon quips. 

You laugh, pulling out your picnic blanket and setting it down on the relatively decently sized flat spot near the backside of the cave but still on the water's edge. "Christmas, guys. And yes, that's exactly what we're doing."

Among the things in your basket is a large thermos of hot chocolate, several large raw fish, a few sandwiches and a bag of chips for you—though if they get their hands on it they may fight over it—and a multitude of blankets. 

While again, you knew worrying about them was unnecessary, you figured that any extra help they could have would be good.

Once you're all set up, you turn around, clapping your hands excitedly. "Alright, let's get started—hey!"

Both mers look up from picking at their presents. Then, before you can protest, break out in feral grins hands slinking forward to snatch the gifts up entirely. 

"Don't you dare." You warn. "We're eating, then we'll open presents."

The two share a look, and before you know it, your feet are flying across the smooth rock to try and stop them. Right as they snatch up the gifts and swim back is when you reach the water's edge. But, you'd miscalculated the distance and realize you're running straight into the water. You try to course correct and stop, but it's too late. You slip and fall into the water. 

It's not as cold as the ocean outside. In fact, it's significantly warmer. But still, it's quite a shock to you. You're pulled to the surface by two pairs of strong arms. You gasp when you do, taking a few deep breaths. Taking a moment you realize the air is filled with worried chirps and clips and you have to fight a moment to get them to let you go and strop fretting. 

"I'm okay, I'm okay. It just shocked me is all." You say, laughing slightly. 

They're both pouting as you shoo them away, taking a moment to bob in the water and collect your thoughts. 

After another moment or so, you move back to the shore, pulling yourself out and sitting on the edge, feet still in the water. 

You shake your head, water going everywhere. With a sigh, you start wringing out your clothes. At least they were excited about their presents. 

"We're sorry, Sunshine..." Sun's head is hung low, fiddling with his hands as he just barely peeks out of the water. 

Moon's gone over to his corner to sulk himself. They're downturned attitudes make you chuckle, which perks them up slightly. 

Water pours from your jacket as you twist it tight. "It's okay. Not your fault I'm a klutz. Completely on me."

You're lucky you didn't have anything valuable in your pockets, this would be much worse if that was the case. You make the call to remove your shirt, not able to stand the half damp feeling more than you have to. 

You don't notice the wide eyed stares they both have as you stand up and walk over to fling your clothes over a rock, hoping they'll dry quick but doubtful of such. You remove your pants as well and turn back around again. 

"Well, you guys can go ahead and open them I guess..." You trail off, noticing how they're both just staring at you. "What—oh come on! It's the same as a swimsuit, don't make this weird for me." You skin burns and now you're avoiding direct eye contact. 

You go over and snatch up one of your blankets wrapping it around you. 

"There! Is that better?" You shiver then, the cold finally starting to seep in after the initial surprise and embarrassment have worn off. 

At this, they go high alert. You sit down on the blanket, grabbing one of your sandwiches and taking a bite. "Unbelievable, acting like I'm a Victorian woman showing ankle, nothing you haven't seen before."

There's a splash and you look up, seeing them both hovering above you now. Sometimes you forget how big they are since you're usually looking down at them, instead. 

"Go on, I caught that fresh yesterday morning." You nod to the pile of fish. 

They don't move, and you frown, slowly taking another bite of your sandwich. Another chill runs through you and you use your free hand to bring the blanket closer to your body. 

"You're cold." Moon states. 

You reach for your chips. "A little, I'll live."

Sun's hand wraps around your wrist. "You're freezing, Starlight. You land folk have terrible heat regulation." A cheeky smile appears on his face, eyes narrow. "And that simply won't do."

You make a grabby hand for your chips. You open your mouth to say something, but you're suddenly picked up in a flurry of blue and yellow. 

The first thing you notice is that you go from feeling mildly cold too much, much warmer. The second you notice is a, slightly intense, feeling of being squeezed. 

"Too tight." You managed to get out. 

There's a slight shift and you can breathe again. You find that both Sun and Moon have wrapped themselves around you, resulting in essentially a cuddle puddle of their tails and arms around you. And you will admit, it's actually quite cozy.

The parts of your skin not covered by your blanket or underwear are met with smooth scales that generate a rather large amount of heat. And if you weren't still very hungry, you'd probably have fallen asleep. 

"This is lovely, but can I have use of my arms please?" You ask after a minute or two. 

Sun's shakes his head against your neck, where it's buried. For good measure, he kisses the spot once, twice and snuggles closer. 

Moon's words vibrate against the top of your head, where his chin rests. "I'm afraid you'll have to wait."

"But I'm hungry." You whine. "Arguably, I'm more hungry than I am cold. Besides, there's a big herring in that pile of fish that'll surely go to waste if you don’t—"

"Mine!" Sun hisses, quickly shifting to snatch it up. 

You laugh as Moon growls at his actions, starting to argue over it with the sunny mer. You take the opportunity to reach back and grab your abandoned food, sitting contently as they fight over their food. You think that's fair pay back after your little mishap earlier. 

No matter what though, they keep their tails tangled around you, keeping you cozy and warm as they dig in to their own meals. Almost like a fishy weighted blanket. An odd concept, but a welcome one.

This certainly wasn't how you were expecting this day to go, but you'll have no complaints if this is how you stay for the next several hours. 

Given how wet your clothes were, and how intent your two mers are at keeping you close, you think it'll be at least that long before you go anywhere. 

And that's just fine.

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Thank you for the lovely request @rosescarletful!! This was super fun to write and I agree, it DOES sound super warm and snuggly, hope I captured the feeling properly :)

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[robloxmythoids]

might as well send a headcanon to myself to actually get some traction again ^_^''

forsaken hair & hair routine headcanons!!! for all of the characters

noob - I think noob's hair is decently curly and they took nice care of it..... at least when it's natural. realistically they've probably fried it to hell and back with straightening and dying it all the time. but pre-forsaken they were at least Trying to let it heal so it's not as bad as it was, say, about 6 months - a year prior to being forsaken. guest666 used to help them with their hair a lot!!! noob would convince them to dye their hair matching colors :-)

elliot - Hear me out...... Elliot who's like. half pizza ingredients. his hair has the appearance of like... really drippy cheese. or string cheese which was a hc I saw on Twitter somewhere !!!! it's fairly straight but has a good amount of volume :-) he likes to use productsw in it but his go-to hairstyle is a simple ponytail.... quick & easy to do when he's in a rush in the morning

two time - Greasy asf hair. We don't really know how they got forsakened other than it was sometime after they killed azure, so I think post-azure sacrifice they were in a big funk- because who wouldn't be after slaughtering their partner? thus led to them neglecting their hair a lot (among other health things) . before all of that & when things were a little better their hair was also pretty straight but it was nicely wavy.... they liked when azure ran his hands through it (azuretime for the win!). I think Elliot helps them take care of it to the best of his & their ability while they're forsakened (pizzatime also for the win!!)

chance - (they/he chance Ily, they/them used for chance cause not enough ppl use those for them) They have long beautiful luscious hair. they used So many products on it and it PAID OFF!!!!! their hair routine was pretty tame but all the products were ones they specifically chose for very desired effects, mainly because itrapped would compliment them on it and it'd make chance really happy. they normally have their hair down but whenever they're stressed they tie it up to stop the weird feeling of it brushing their neck. it's gotten a little more frazzled in forsaken, but they let a lot of the other survivors play w it for fun

builderman - hmmm.... like thick hair. not sure what kind of curl pattern but thick- not too thick though, and pretty long. I'bve always headcanoned any builderman to be this stressed out workaholic who wakes up at 4 am for work so I think he'd neglect it a little.... roblox & shedletsky would normally remind him to take care of it and he'd just wave them off. he normally has it tied up to try and keep it out of the way so it doesn't mess with him during rounds.

shedletsky - curly hair... thick at that. straight haired shedletsky scares me. he takes decent care of it but doesn't necessarily care too much. he washes it and detangles it sometimes & calls it a day. he probably hides pencils in there for dumb tricks, then forgets he put them in there, and wakes up covered in random stuff. idiot I love him (affectionate)

guest 1337 - militant w his hair care. he probably just uses like head and shoulders shampoo & calls it a day cause in the military there was no room for such luxuries like conditioner - much less in a torture dimension like forsaken. even so, he manages to keep it looking pretty nice, even if it's a little damaged. probably keeps it short, but he's let it grown out to like... just around neck length probably. he does a lot of the other survivors haircuts for them though (and he's gotten fairly good at it!)

007n7 - call me crazy but I think after losing c00lkidd he started growing his hair out because he could never bring himself to cut it on his own. it's around shoulder length now and it swoops at the bottom, while still being fairly straight. at LEAST a little tangled... he never really knew how to take care of hair & only learned curlier hair routines (ones that wouldn't work for him) cause c00lkidd had curly hair and he wanted to make sure his son would grow up to be a more functional adult than him. him and guest 1337 have similar hair (not entirely, guest 1337's hair is a little fluffier and 007n7 has a bit less volume) so they try trading tips but they're. Kinda bad at it. dumb dumbs /aff (133n7 for the win!)

dusekkar - does dusekkar even HAVE hair??? I think he like fantasizes about it a little. like he wants hair to run his hands through He's just kinda a nerd. I've seen people draw his pumpkin leaves similar to his hair so I guess that counts!!

taph - does TAPH even have hair too???? I don't know. I guess if they did it'd be really messy because of how often they wear their hood. it's super long and kinda tangled (again, cause of the hood) but it's pretty thick.... sorry I don't like normal long hair as u can tell. they probably like to play with it absentmindedly, and then anyone around them is like "HOLY SHIT YOU HAVE HAIR???" and they get embarrassed. they have a pretty decent hair routine but they don't really care a lot about it

mmightve forgot a survivor but it's cool. anyway YAY Yipee! finished !!!!! WOHOO time to post this - YLSA (<- organization purposes)

(wonder who this is!! /silly)

[exfil]

that ghost/soap dynamic take was SO GOOD. like finally some good fucking food. do you have anymore???

my thoughts on soap and ghost could fill a library but most of all i think about when soap clarifies that ghost waited for him in las almas, rodolfo says: of course, no?

and soap says no.

because for all his joking about no man left behind while trying to dodge the shadows - soap knows from al mazrah that his lieutenant is not a patient man (keep up, soap). that ghost is willing to put the mission above helping his men (first we clear for hassan, then we secure the crash site). because ghost made clear what happens when you help (are you saying we shouldn't have helped?): you loose your advantage (choices have consequences).

and at the same time, ghost says yes.

because somewhere between al mazrah and las almas, his commitment to a mission and himself (i am used to working alone) became a commitment to his team (no one fights alone). clipped commands (time to go, mactavish) became hushed banter (let's worry about you, johnny). and a lieutenant that let a helicopter with his men burn to catch a terrorist waits for his seargant (i was on the run. ghost waited for me). stays in the middle of enemy territory (i have company in the church and they are not looking for forgiveness) and patiently helps him through a hostile city because he wants him to survive (tryin' to keep you alive and get you here in one piece). choices have consequences - and after watching him get shot in front of him (thought we lost you) ghost chooses soap, consequences be damned.

of course, no? yes. (i like you alive.)

[theofreakingbell]

what if laufey was just doing that scandinavian thing where they let babies sleep outside alone to help their immune systems and odin just very badly misread the situation

[ask-painter]

(go my beastie)

[motherdanger]

besties having the worst days of their lives

[conflipt]

ah those three mfs, those three mfs, are they m andms or just insane

bonus:

[dis-lightumblebumbledore]

[kiwimeephu]

anothar reupload chat... drew this when i first got my marker plush ... shes so pretty

[asexual-shelly]

you know what? fuck you *catifies your dramas*

[joculatrixster]

i love this video - but now im so mad why did not one tell me cleo had a SPIDER ARC!?!?? spiderman cleo!!

[aoisi]

i'm thinking about her.

ran out of tags again omg but i was saying i love the idea of her looking less human and more like her natural self. greyed skin and long sharp fingernails, mouth of sharp teeth, wild-eyed and blood-soaked. i was also saying. before tumblr deleted them. that idk maybe in that time she's plaguing the town she has a mortal female lover she draws strength from. you know? yeah.