#And since you ARE a kindhearted soul you give in

[maramahan]

So my shady little sucker went and challenged a local dojo to a human + pokemon fistfight

And

uh

…it hasn’t been going very well?

So a friend of mine started running a Pokemon ttrpg for a few of us, and I’m having a very good time so far

I caught my first pokémon yesterday — my first Pokémon aside from my starter, that is — and it went something like this:

[second-best-if]

Second Best IF

Demo to come soon

Sibling of the chosen one—the spare. That’s how the people of Aristea whispered your name. Celine, your twin, was blessed by the gods with radiant power and breathtaking beauty, while you, the second born, stood in the shadows. Since the fateful day of the Choosing, when the gods selected your twin and overlooked you, gifting you only the pitiful ability of conversation with beasts, your life has been confinement and disappointment. But now, fate has shifted. Celine has been taken, abducted by monsters during a purification journey. As the kingdom’s finest gather to embark on a discreet rescue mission, a new path unfurls before you: the chance to step into the role of your twin and reclaim your place in a world that has long deemed you unworthy. In Second Best you take control of the spare, controlling their destiny and their path. Will you fight for freedom or stay in your sibling’s shadow?

Second Best is a romance fantasty interactive fiction story with dark elements. This game is made for an 18+ audience and contains potentially triggering and sensitive topics such as swearing, violence, sexual content, injury & more - a full list of warnings will be updated once the demo is released and updated with each new chapter added

Play as the spare and customise them to your tastes

Name

Gender {with male, female and nonbinary options}

Pronouns {choose a preset or create your own}

Appearance {hair colour, eye colour, scars and more}

Personality {make choices that will develop your personality traits and that could change your fate}

Romance one of four potential love interests - with each choice creating a branching path and a new story for you to explore {you will be able to choose the genders of each love interest or randomise them}

Discover the truth behind your twins life and their kidnapping

“I would give my crown and kingdom to keep your heart” | The Royal | Prince/ Princess Wallace Aurelius

Age: 27

Height: 175cm/ 5'9

Build: Average

Eye color: Yellow

Hair color: Black

Character traits: Polite, Kindhearted, Calm, Distant, Lovely, Academic, Repressed

Bio: Heir to the throne of Aristea and Celine’s supposed finance although they never met. Given the moniker 'the kind' - however when you meet they seem polite but distant.

“I will protect you with every fibre of my being, and fight for you until my dying day” | The Knight | Farris Butcher

Age: 26

Height: 195cm/ 6'5

Build: Broad and extremely muscular

Eye color: Blue

Hair color: Ginger

Character traits: Sarcastic, Cold, Duty Bound, Emotional, Romantic

Bio: Childhood friend to the twins and now a head knight of the Royal Order. Farris is assigned to protect you while you pretend to be your twin.

“My soul is bound to yours and I would defy the gods just to keep you close” | The Magician | Leon ???

Age: 28

Height: 170cm/ 5'7

Build: Thin and lanky with long limbs

Eye color: Green

Hair color: Dark Brown

Character traits: Humorous, Witty, Smart, Resourceful, Pragmatic, Flirtatious

Bio: Magician and protector of your house, Leon is a close friend and trusted confidant of your twin, but was asked to stay back to maintain the ruse.

“You are the light in my veins and the shadow that haunts my darkest thoughts” | The Foreign Dignitary | Ludovica/ Ludovico Barboza

Age: 29

Height: 185cm/ 6'0

Build: Well muscled but lean

Eye color: Orange

Hair color: Light Brown

Character traits: Bold, Outgoing, Talented, Scheming, Flirtatious

Bio: A foreign dignitary from a Country neighbouring Aristea, they are here to sign a treaty of trade between the two nations, however they seem to be here with an ulterior motive and flirt with you every time you meet.

[tummyisyummy]

Name:Ziya

Height: 5’0

Birthday: March 12th

Age: 18

Magic: Plant magic

Occupation: Magic Knight

Squad: Golden Dawn

Birth place : unknown foreign country

Background:

Ziya was born in a foreign land. When he was a baby he was forcefully taken away by invaders in his homeland and was taken to a testing facility owned by these attackers. Since childhood he was sadly treated poorly being used for cruel experiments to enhance magic power. At age 14, he managed to escape from the facility and with the help of his new modified power (and cute forest friends :D) he has been able to live free and experience what it’s like to be a clover citizen.

Personality:

Ziya is a kindhearted soul who cares for all creatures. He’s always there for his squad mates (even though they’re never there for him ). He tends to keep to himself and is usually in the garden area of the Golden Dawn. He’s sometimes a little forgetful so a simple reminder will help greatly! He also gives out great advice! Anyone with issues always goes to him for some wisdom! He rarely looses his temper like RARELY, in fact nobody’s ever seen him angry or even irritated. He’s the nicest guy around so make time to talk to him ☆(－ｏ⌒)

Relationships:

Family

Who?

Friends

Mimosa vermillion

Plant buddies! When mimosa saw the passion and care Ziya has for plants she instantly became his friend. When both of them have nothing to do, they usually are having a pleasant conversation in the Garden! If you manage to come across them during a conversation you’ll hear them info dumping about all kinds of plants. They even hang out outside of the base! They’re besties for life !!

William Vangeance

“Woah, someone becoming buddies with a captain?” Now that’s unusual.. not only that he’s a foreigner 🫢”-alecdora probably . Same thing with mimosa he also noticed his passion for plants! He found him tending to the garden when he first joined. Ever since then they seem to talk on the regular and William even goes to Ziya for plant advice! The grass has been greener ever since he joined.

Isabella Roselei (belongs to mamavino 🚶🏾‍♂️)

Ziya was late out walking when he met her. While he was walking, he kept seeing these weird illusions. At first Ziya thought he was tired but, it turns out it was just some girl pulling pranks on him 😑 Now why would he hangout with someone who pranks him every time they meet? Welll he admires her carefree; independent nature. He sometimes wishes to explore more of this kingdom and even more. They bond over the places they want to/wish to go. Someday they’ll finally explore the world (._.)

Others:

Levi Foudre

He’s a little strange, but he has a good heart. He’s seems concerned for Ziya being in the Golden Dawn. Well since Levi does have more experience with royals/nobles and how than can act(especially around foreigners) so it’s only natural for him to be worried. Don’t worry Levi, Ziya is strong!

Trivia (^o^)／

Ziya has serial numbers on his neck from when he confined in the laboratory.(something like avernturines or something like Emma’s from the promised neverland)

He remembers nothing from that time( even though he got out 4 years ago )(he’ll remember due to a certain somebody (alecdora (ー_ー))

When he uses his magic, his hair tips glows. When he achieves a certain special form, his hair will fully change :D

He didn’t even know grimores existed till he lived in the Clover Kingdom

He can summon multiple arms

His original country is definitely based off the Middle East cultures

Only oc that has a hooked nose(in the black clover verse)

Can speak Arabic and English

Can Dance really well(even on water;D)

[armandisdaddy]

Eyes On Me- Ser Criston Cole x Targaryen Princess

This is based on a request from @grxce101-blog I hope I did your request Justice.

Pairing: Ser Criston Cole x Targaryen Princess

Content/Warning: !!🔞 PLUS ONLY!!, age-gap, p in v penetration, fingering, cunnilingus, angst, swearing, and smut.

Word count: 2.2k

Summary: Being deprived of true pleasure, you seek it for yourself…

You were one of the youngest of Rhaenyra’s children, but you were her only daughter. In an attempt to build a stronger bond for your house, your grandsire Viserys offered your hand to his oldest son Aegon when you were but a babe. When the time came you and your family were well aware of what Prince Aegon was capable of and the menace he had become within the walls of The Red Keep and it was too late to turn back now.

You and queen were always very close, often seeing her lost innocence within you and promised her knight, Ser Criston Cole to you. And in turn he swore his life, soul, and sword to always protect you. You grew to be a beautiful young maiden inside and out. Regardless of your circumstances you were still so very kindhearted and soft spoken. But, you’d be lying if you said you enjoyed your life. You were either being ignored, by your husband or used like a common breeding whore. Fulfilling his desires and birthing his children, with no care for you wants or your desires.

You often read about love in the many book you found in the library and it left you wanting more. Ser Criston found himself watching you a lot more closer than he should and that wasn’t by much since he was sworn to protect your very life, but he was becoming emotionally attached. He would stand outside of your chambers on those God’s forsaken nights that Aegon decided he would have you and he could hear your pain and it broke his heart every time. It was something he could never get used to.

Such a beautiful soul such as you deserved to be cherished, spoiled, loved, and desired. He would find himself overcompensating for the lack of your husband’s affections. Giving you wildflowers or even just listening to you read. Soon enough he was falling for you, thinking of you constantly. Dreaming of you, fantasizing about you giving yourself to him. He prided himself in how honorable he was, but you were making him question just how important that was to him.

Quickly growing tired of the same routine of being stuck in a loveless marriage you found yourself escaping into the pages of books, imagining yourself being loved and wanted like the maidens in the books. Until one day in search of new material, you stumbled upon an unmarked book. You flipped through a few pages and your pale cheeks flushed and you quickly closed it knowing a lady shouldn’t be reading this type of literature, but your curiosity would get the best of you.

You were like a thief in the night sneaking around like you had truly done something awful, holding the book close to your chest, quickly making your way to your chambers. Criston quickly following after you in confusion trying to understand why you were acting so strange.Tonight your husband was not taking refuge within his own home and you were thankful for it. You could get some privacy. Sitting by the light of fireplace you started skimming through the pages realizing this book was about sex.

You read about a man’s pleasure first, but what really got your attention was the places where they spoke of a woman’s pleasure and something they called an orgasm. “What in the Seven hells is an orgasm?” You spoke out loud, biting your lips at the description of what the act was truly supposed to be like. Not once had Aegon ever asked you did what he was doing to you feel good. Honestly, it did not it hurt most of the time and you normally laid limp while he…finished.

You were in awe and shock as well as anger. Was this really to be your life. A life with no love, not even the smallest thing pleasure. Your pig of a husband deprived you of such and in your anger and defiance you decided she find out what real pleasure was like. Opening your door with a slight crack you called to your knight. “Ser Criston…” He had been standing at your door steadfast looking straight ahead vigilant as always. Hearing your sweet voice call his name he turned slightly to see you there peeking through the door. “Yes, my Princess?” Your hand grabbed his and you tugged at his arm to signal him inside. He hesitated knowing all to well how this could end, but he saw those lilac eyes and that sweet pout of yours and he could not resist your command.

Stepping inside he stood awkwardly and you too never having another man other than your husband alone with you in your room. The two of you sat in silence, Ser Criston clearing his throat to break it before speaking. “What do you need of me, Princess?” You pick up the book you looked puzzled and opened your mouth, but hesitated slightly. “Ser Criston do you know what an orgasm for a woman is?” Red flushing to your cheeks, he almost laughed at how innocent you were. Your eyes wide with curiosity…oh he could teach so many things, but it was not his place. “Y/N, that is not my place to tell you.” He spoke in a sweet tone looking at you like you were the most beautiful creature he’d ever laid eyes on. You put the book down and twiddled with your fingers dancing around the question you wished to ask.

He watched you closely watching the way you debated with yourself. Should you say it, what if he agreed, or worse what if you got caught. Was this worth it…mustering up the courage you stepped toward him and it spilled out. “You don’t have to tell me, but you can show me. Right?” Eyes of lavender searched for an answer in those sweet brown eyes of his and his breath hitched within his chest. “Princess, I cannot do what it is you ask of me.” The thoughts that already dwell in the back of his mind coming to the surface causing his member to harden.

Going out on a limb you grab his hands wrapping them around your tiny waist and pull him in closer. “Please…” You whisper, looking into his eyes knowing that it could only be him to show her. “I know you hear what happens here in this room and it is not what I want for the rest of my life. I want to know what it feels like to be pleased and not used. Please, Criston even if it’s just once. I promise I will not ask this of you again.”

He had thought of you having you just like this, your body in his hands. You wanting him, needing him so. It was all too much to handle with his cock pressing against his breeches and armor. He was in agony what was he to do, the was treason not to mention you’d be put to death if anyone found out, he could not risk your life. It meant too much to him, but this was a once in a lifetime experience. He might not ever get the chance again.

Your hands cupped his face and his gaze found his way back to you. Leaning forward stopping just as your lips touched he broke the barrier and pressed his lips to yours kissing you feverishly. Pulling you in he almost lifted you off the ground as you moaned into each others mouths. Was this what lust and desire felt like. A warm between your legs began to radiate and the feeling of your slick pooling within your undergarments confirmed it. Ser Criston pulled away to remove the annoying armor that kept him from feeling you entirely and you helped quietly placing it aside.

After he was undressed your eyes scanned over his body. He was beautiful and his cock…well let just say you were in for a hell of a ride. He turned your back to him carefully unlacing the corset of your dress letting the garment pool at your feet. He left you in your chemise and took in how angelic you looked. His strong arms picking you up and carrying you to the bed where he laid you down ever so gently .

His hand resting on either side of your head while he hovered over you while his lips crashed into yours again. It felt like he had sucked all the air from your lungs but you wanted more, he pulled the layer of fabric up from your legs pulling it over your head, throwing it aside, finally seeing the body he dreamt about every single night. “You are breath taking…” Calloused hands ran over your soft skin fingers rolling and pinching your hardened nipples causing a whimper to fall from your lips.

He smiled at how you reacted leaning forward to take the stiff pink flesh between his lips slowly sucking. His left arm curled around you to hold you close while his free hand ran down your stomach until his finger spread open your sticky mound. He groaned in excitement feeling your slick coating his fingers already and he hadn’t even placed them inside yet. Two fingers rubbing circles around the ball of nerves sending shocks of pleasure through you. You gasped and your body twitched as he laid next to you burying his face into your neck leaving sweet kisses along your collar bone.

“May I put my fingers inside, Y/N?” Unable to speak you grabbed his hand pushing it further and he smiled kissing your lips once more and one of his thick fingers entered you starving cunt. Your sounds of pleasure only aroused him more, his cock throbbing so much it was almost painful soon another finger followed and he growled and how tight you squeezed just his fingers he could only imagine how it would feel to bury his cock into you.

“Oh Gods…fuck..” He chuckled. “I never knew you could say something so naughty, Princess.” He teased curling his fingers to hit that spot that he knew would send her over the edge. Her head dropped back and her breathing quickened feeling pressure and pleasure building and intensifying within her stomach. “That’s it, my love let…it…go” You listened and releasing you slick coating his fingers he cooed in delight licking them cleaning savoring the taste. “ohh Criston…”Trailing kisses down your stomach, Ser Criston laid in between your legs, pushing them to your chest.

Your exposed cunny made him smile. You looked ethereal this way the light from the fire illuminated your skin and showing him the aftermath of your first orgasm. He licked the entirety of your cunt with hunger relishing the taste. “So…delicious.” He words dragged his desire to have you growing intensely. Your eyes closed and you looked away causing him smack your inner thigh. “Ah, ah, ah…eyes on me, Princess.” The sudden shock from the smack sent electricity through you and it turned you on more than ever before.

“You are a depraved little minx..so innocent, but so naughty.” He groaned sucking and lapping vigorously until he couldn’t hold himself anymore he needed to fill her with his cock. He was now on top of her his cock lined up at her soaking core . “Are you ready?” You looked into his eyes and nodded. Without another word he pushed into your needy heat moaned at how her tight walls squeezed him so. “oh fuck…Y/N..” His voice shuddered and he kissed your lips slowly rolling his hips into you.

Writhing underneath him you wrapped your arms around his body digging your nails into his back as he made love to you. The sounds of your love making carried and you now knew what it felt like to be wanted and desired. You could feel him fucking all of his love and devotion into you and you wanted more. He flipped over now with you on top of him.

You weren’t use to this new position but the way his cock filled your stomach made you understand how good this position was about to make you feel. Your hips rolled hesitantly his cock hitting the sponges flesh inside you over and over causing you to buck your hips wildly against him. The coil in you stomach tightened with each thrust. He was almost close as well grabbing you hips to slam up into. Pulling you in he kissed you lips quickly pounding up in to that pretty little cunt. The sounds of skin slapping and him stirring up those sticky insides of yours sent him over the edge and you quickly followed. Coming together the two of you didn’t even care that he had just spilled his seed inside of you.

In the glow of your orgasms he held you close and kissed your forehead. “I love you, Y/N. I will follow you to then ends of the realm.” You ran your fingers through his dark tresses kissing him once more before he stood up to get dressed and stand at your door once more. “And I love you..”

I hope you all enjoyed the ride. Let me know how you liked it and if it should be continued…

[ofemeraldstars]

A restrospective from Thinya & Mun

Her dark locks gently caressed her shoulders as she sat on a cliff and faced the horizon. The sun was slowly going down, offering a spectacular ballet of colors, while the sound the waves crashing against the cliff rocked her into a sweet lullaby.

Thinya pulled her knees against her chest as she inhaled deeply and let her thoughts wander. It was necessary for her to take some time to herself, time to revisit this year and face the one that will soon arrive. A lot of things happened to her life, since she was created in 2013 by her own mun.

Perhaps she's unaware of that, but Thinya saved her mun's life in 2013. When she was created, she gave the mun a purpose to enjoy. Writing is a passion and even when English isn't her first language, mun was always giving her best and willing to create new stories for her. Together, Thinya and mun faced a lot of hate: hate towards OCs, hate towards Thinya herself. It's been a rollercoaster that both women faced together.

Mun loves Thinya with all her heart and always defended her fiercely. No mater what, she would keep fighting to make Thinya find the right place, the right verse, the right partners.

The sun slowly went down as Thinya smiled softly, remembering all the good memories she had, thanks to her mun. They met a bunch of wonderful people in 11 years, one of them was even portraying one of Thinya's biggest love of her life. Although now the muse is gone, the mun of that character remained a dear friend of Thinya's mun, who's very thankful for having crossed paths and written together for more than 8 years.

Taking a deep breath, the young woman looked at the sun as now it's reflection gave pink flashes on the shore. Thinya liked this year of 2024 overall. She could see how hard her mun was trying to make her active, loved, appreciated. She knew how hard it could be sometimes, especially when she would see her mun closing up, feeling anxious and insecure about her writing and Thinya. This hurt the muse, it made her wonder if she did something wrong to make her doubt about her.

Mun feels heartbroken that Thinya felt this way: nothing was wrong with her. She was the sweetest character she ever made, a pure and kindhearted soul who only deserved the best. What Thinya didn't know is that for years, mun suffered from several bully at school. Often excluded and mocked, some of these old demons still live inside of mun's heart. So it happens sometimes that mun feels not good enough. That she doesn't deserve to write and appreciate her muse the way anyone else does.

Seeing her muse facing the ocean, mun approached her and sat next to her. Her smile grew as she looked at her beautiful character. "Hey, Thinie. It's me.. Your creator." Thinya looked at her and smiled back: "Hey Pearl, you came! I am so happy to be able to talk to you.. I wanted to thank you for everything you've ever done for me. In 11 years, you've truly made me grow into this strong woman."

Mun smiled at her muse's words. "That's so lovely of you to say, Thinie. I just..." She took a deep inspiration. "I am just so sorry that lately I've been having ups and downs. Mostly downs if I may be honest. This is just due to me struggling with a few things of the past resurfacing. Sometimes old demons come back and I can't help but feel bummed. I sometimes am afraid of not being good enough, and I can't accept being put on a bench and feel excluded from a group party the way I was when I was 12. I am just so sorry if you felt sometimes that you did wrong, believe me you never did anything wrong."

Thinya looked at her mun as her green hues now showing worry. "Please don't feel this way. We are a team, remember? You created me for a purpose here.." Her hand grabbed mun's as she squeezed it sweetly.

Mun looked down as she felt a tear roll down her cheek as she wrote those words: "You probably don't know this. But I created you at a time of my life, where I was lost. Fully depressed and feeling like nothing I did was good enough. I created you after a trip to Rome, after rewatching the Hobbit and realizing how much I wanted to write you in this verse. I never knew that you would still be here in 2024. I thought I would give up on you after receiving so much hate. But you gave me the strength to fight for you.. I found new ideas for verses and I am so happy that you kept me so busy for all those years. You saved me from a depression. I have clearer ideas now, a beautiful relationship. Living abroad in a place just like Erebor."

Thinya chuckled and nodded. "Well, know that I am so thankful for you. You're strong, stronger than you think. Don't let those insecurities stop you from writing adventures for me. If people don't value us, then so be it. We still have wonderful partners to write with." Mun nodded. "You are absolutely right, Thinie. We should be thankful for them."

The muse looked at the sun that now was soon gone, making the whole place darker. "So what do we say to 2024?" Mun sighed and contemplated the horizon. "That it was a year full of challenges. Good and bad ones. I was so caught up with work that I became an extreme negative person. Which I am not, you know me..." Thinya chuckled:" I know, my personality is based on yours." Mun nodded: "Exactly. I think I need to step back and not let negativity impact me. That should be my wish for 2025. Work, roleplay and personal related."

Thinya smiled and nodded. "Well.. What I wish for 2025 is this: that we always stay close together and support each other. That we take time for ourselves, that we appreciate ourselves as well as our writing partners and their muses. That we keep growing together because I am not ready to be forgotten."

Mun smiled at her muse and nodded. "I like this: I am not ready to be forgotten. That's exactly this." Thinya nodded. "Exactly." She chuckled and suddenly gave a warm hug to her mun. "Thank you for everything, I am so thankful." Mun hugged her muse tighter and whispered: "And I am so thankful too. Thanks for being part of my life, Thinie."

With those words, both women remained silent until they parted. Mun stood up: "I gotta go, I need to brainstorm a few ideas for your next verses." Thinya smiled and nodded. "Go, and please make fun stories! Love also. You know how much I loooove romance." Mun chuckled. "Noted. I'll talk to you soon, Thinie."

As mun vanished, Thinya slowly stood up and looked now at the dark shore. With a light smile, the muse slowly walked back to her universes, to celebrate the last bits of 2024 with all her friends, lovers and beautiful character she had and still has the luck to interact with.

With those final words: thank you for reading me and writing with me. Let's make of 2025 a successful year, full of wonderful stories all together. With love, Thinya & mun

[skyloftian-nutcase]

I've figured out who most of your oc Links are, but not all of them, do you have a list with all of them somewhere? They all seem really fun :)

*squealing* AH YES THANK YOU FOR ASKING :D

I actually don't have a list of them all together, the closest I had was a post I made about their Hero titles, so I'll just do it here! :D

Orik/Link, Hero of Power - Half-Sheikah, Half-Hylian. Raised in Sheikah culture as a warrior, helps protect the royal family. Becomes friends with Princess Zelda as he's often assigned to protect the castle and she's essentially imprisoned there by her father. Falls in love with the Gerudo chief's daughter, Hemisi. Starts to get involved with Hemisi's family, including her father, Ganondorf, but things fall apart when Gan decides to ruin everything and try to steal the Triforce. It splits, predictably, and Link gets the Triforce of Courage. Fights in the ensuing war that breaks out and helps defeat Ganon, using the Triforce alongside Zelda (Wisdom) and Hemisi (Power) to split his soul and seal him away. Despite being engaged to Hemisi, the damage to Hyrule from the war forces him to marry Zelda instead to help stabilize the kingdom. Soft spoken, extremely duty oriented, kindhearted and sensitive with a playful nature that usually stays hidden unless he's with friends. Super light blonde hair that he usually keeps in a top knot, tan skin, red eyes. He has two names, Orik is his Sheikah name given by his father, Link is his Hylian name from his mother. Predecessor to Hyrule Warriors Link.

Link, Hero of Shadow - Whereas the Hero of Power is from the Calamity timeline, Shadow is from the TotK timeline! (spoiler talk ahead!) Same Link, slightly different life. Still half-Sheikah half-Hylian, started his journey as a warrior/assassin of the royal family much younger and met Hemisi much younger. Was officially engaged to Hemisi before the war ever started, and essentially adopted by Ganondorf and Nabooru as a result. Died during the war protecting Rauru from a killing blow from Ganondorf. He died in Gan's arms, begging him to stop the insanity, and then stabbed Gan with a light shard in his chest, which Rauru later used in the same fight to seal him away for 10k years. Is resurrected by Ganondorf's power 10k years later and is under his control, trying to fight against him through manipulation. Much more stoic than his Calamity counterpart, but also consequently more sensitive and childlike - he's been serving as a fighter since he was 12 and is a little emotionally stunted as a result. He is majorly attention starved, and Gan knows this. They both try to manipulate each other to see who wins out. Died when he was 15.

Mystery Link/Sir Edgy, Hero of Spirits - The eldest and most introverted of all the OC Links, he's 25 and 100% Done with Destiny. He went on his first adventure when he was 17, saving the world, and then went on to save other lands and lately help local areas out. He prefers smaller missions, enjoying seeing the impact it makes, but he's honestly just tired and too afraid to lose anything or anyone else. As a result, he self isolates a lot. It's just him and his trusty chocolate Labrador, who he technically named Friend because he sucks at names but he gives her every nickname under the sun, including the Chocolate Chonkster. He originally wielded the Triforce of Courage during his first adventure, and returned it with all the Triforce pieces when he was done. He lives in the woods, avoiding interacting with people as much as possible, until Princess Zelda starts searching for him because she senses danger and accidentally splits the Triforce. She knows she has to find the Hero of Hyrule, but no one knows of Link's location or if he's even still alive after disappearing for eight years. He lives simply and is always on the road. Major attachment issues. When the Triforce splits due to Zelda's mishap, he inherits the Triforce of Wisdom, a fact he keeps hidden, though he laments it's appropriate he lost the right to Courage. Is known as the Hero of Spirits because he can interact with magical spirits, including accidentally reviving Ghirahim (he tried to get rid of the sword by throwing it into a volcano but it bounced off a Goron's head and landed in a hot spring and Ghirahim liked the place so much he stayed there for a year) and meeting the Soul of the Hero. Is very sassy, because dark humor and deadpanning are what preserve his cold, isolated soul. That and playing with Friend. Blonde hair tied back in a little ponytail, lighter skin, blue eyes, with a whisp of hair floating over his forehead and off to the side, and a thin mustache. He's a heartbreaker wherever he goes and he is not a fan of the attention, so he tries to avoid that. Has a fan club in another country when his shirt half tore off during a battle. Doesn't want to talk about it.

Gerudo Link/Fancy Hands - An honorary member of the OC Link club, this boy was named Link to save him from the fate of all other male Gerudos up to this point. Yeah. He's Ganondorf. But he's nice! And he is a massuer by trade. Lives in the same Hyrule/world as Mystery Link. Is dragged into adventure when Princess Zelda goes hunting for the Hero of Hyrule and does so by visiting every single person named Link, which is like... half the kingdom. Link knows of his people's history and tries to keep it on the down low. 100% did not want to dragged into this, but here he is. Will sass Zelda into oblivion as vengeance. He is literally the sassiest Link on this list. He and Mystery Link eventually commiserate and bond over this. Doesn't think himself worthy of the name Link, but admires the Heroes of the past and tries to keep his head down so Destiny leaves him the heck alone. Has loving parents and he writes to them often. Owns a business! The most financially successful Link ever, is decked out in jewelry and half the kingdom adores his work. Might be guilty of tax evasion. 19 years old, dark skin and flaming red hair that he keeps in a braid. Golden eyes, glams himself up with jewelry but he doesn't wear rings so his hands are free for massages. Wears typical Hylian attire.

Lurelin Link, Hero of Champions - A native to Lurelin Village, this Link was born in the aftermath of the Great Calamity. He is the new Hero chosen by the goddesses after Link, Hero of the Wild, was killed by the Calamity. The Hylian Champion stays as a spirit, befriending Lurelin Link to protect him and try to give him emotional support when the time comes. Lurelin is very sweet and somewhat naive, starts his adventuring at 15. He's good at reading people, very empathetic. Adores fishing and is an expert and will talk your ear off about it. Can be timid, doesn't like being in an argument/confrontation with someone. Will fight beasts like a pro, though - he is an adrenaline junkie, he adores adventuring with his spirit friend. Tan skin, black spiky hair that he keeps in a ponytail, optimistic and loving and kind. His biggest challenge yet has been trying to convince his predecessor's father, a bitter and broken knight named Abel, to believe he's the new Hero and tell him where the Master Sword is.

[lilac-5ky]

Hi there! Your writing is awesome!!! I love your headcanons and fics as they feel so spot on ❤️❤️❤️

I have a request if you are accepting - imma be angsty today - do you have any headcanons for Gintoki when he realizes he loves someone who was in love with him too late?

Thank you for this awesome blog!!! Makes my day to see posts!

A/N: Hi! It's been ages since I've done a request, but I was feeling generous (bad about being this lazy) and thought I'd give it a shot! Turned out more like a mini thing than headcanons lmao oops. HOPE THIS WAS GOOD ENOUGH, HAVEN'T WRITTEN ANYTHING FOR GINTOKI IN AGES, and THANK YOU FOR YOUR WONDERFUL WORDS! Hearing such lovely words is enough to make my day!

Warning: Didn't proofread .-. Angst

Gintoki was a bastard. Nothing new or foreign in particular. Everyone acquainted to the silver-haired samurai could name at least 10 negative traits of his, struggling to name just one good quality that would redeem him.

Everyone, except of you, that was. You didn't see Gintoki as the lazy, parasitic, sleazy, sadistic, gambling-addicted drunkard (wow he really has a lot of negatives) they made him out to be. You saw Gintoki for the kindhearted man that he was. The one who went around risking the color of his soul just to save another. The one who was whatever those around him wanted him to be: a friend, a brother, a hero, and why not a lover?

Admiration turned into Infatuation, tricking your heart into thinking you loved him. You'd linger around Yorozuya, offloading whatever menial task you could think of just for the chance to see him. Be it cleaning the leaves from your porch, killing that one cockroach that had sneaked in (one that had him running laps around the house while screaming for help) and even being your plus one to the wedding of a friend.

You dreamed of a day when you wouldn't have to come up with excuses for his company, and seeing as there were only so many times you could call him up to unplug your toilet before you ran low on cash, you decided to pour your heart out.

Kagura and Shinpachi knew. So when you asked Gintoki if he could meet you at your place on his own, they dolled him up and sent him your way with a "Good Luck" whose meaning he didn't quite understood until he saw you cradling a heart shaped box of chocolates-- plush cheeks flushing red, while pink lips curved into a shy smile.

"Gin-toki," the name shattered on your tongue. "I... I love you. Go out with me, please."

He stared at you for quite a while, as if you'd just uttered the world's most complicated joke. He wasn't sure if he should laugh or ask you if he knew what kind of crap you'd spat, and him being eager to verify his reputation chose the second.

"The yard seems clean enough to me. I'll be going now," he said, rejecting not just you, but the boxes of chocolate as it fell open onto the ground.

The next few hours were the hardest. Sleeping on the same pillow where you daydreamed all about your future with him felt like sleeping on glasses of your shattered dreams. Not even an answer, not a single explanation. He'd broken your heart with such ease that it terrified you. How plausible was it that in this new era of canine looking Amanto and flying cars some alien had taken over his body and wore it around like a heart-less, soul-less puppet?

Denial.

It was easier to deny all that had transpired and pretended it never happened. You even passed by Yorozuya the next morning, willing to give this another chance, telling yourself that man wasn't Gintoki. But when you saw his apathetic face reading the newest Jump and picking his nose even in your presence, you couldn't stop the tears from streaming down your puffy eyes.

Anger.

It didn't take long for you to join the ranks of Gintoki's haters, seeing the man as nothing short of the Devil himself. Every terrible thing that happened, you pinned on him. Bumping onto the kitchen cabinet? He was jinxing you from afar. Running out of gas in the middle of town? He must have stolen it while you were asleep. A terrorist attack nearby? Weren't those goons Gintoki's old war-pals? Every natural phenomena, every misfortune of this world and the next was Gintoki's fault. Love? The mere notion that you once loved him made you laugh. Hatred was all you had left.

Bargaining

With each passing day, you felt your fury redirecting at you, gnawing and clawing at your insides, while small "What If's" plagued your mind like maggots. What if you hadn't confessed that day? What if instead of your place you'd called him to a restaurant? What if you'd gotten a different brand of chocolates? What if--

Depression

You couldn't remember when the last time you'd gotten out of bed was. Balled up tissues framed the four corners of the room, the tears contained in them enough to cause a shipwreck. You didn't want to see anyone anymore, afraid that if you did you'd spot a resemblance between them and the man your heart longed to see the most. You didn't hate him anymore... you missed him. You missed the sound of his name so badly that it threaded itself between pitiful chokes and sobs like a rosary.

You missed him.

Acceptance

The days in your calendar kept shifting until a month had passed. Taking baby steps, you'd done your best to return to an inchoate routine. You woke up, washed your teeth, showered, checked the functionality of your toilet's flush, ate breakfast and went to work, where you stayed until the stack of paperwork diminished, and until you were rewarded for your efforts in the form of a promotion. Your coworkers cheered for you, and for a moment life felt good again because you'd stopped searching for the familiar hue of a silver mop.

You were fine.

The route Gintoki took to and from the pachinko parlor he frequented was predetermined. On hot days, he'd stop by that one ice cream joint with the world's greatest (and most affordable) soft serve. On cold days, he'd trade that for a warm bowl of red bean soup. Then he'd be on his way to the convenient store to grab the latest Jump and finish his day with a drink at the old hag's place.

Gintoki always took the same route, except of that one day he hadn't. The worn-out soles of his black boots carried him in the opposite direction of all those places and even home, bringing him to stand outside the two-floor house with the porch that needing cleaning regardless of season; your house.

He hadn't heard anything from you since God knows how long, and why would he? No one needed to remind him how much of a jerk he'd been, for the words in his brain repeated like a broken record he couldn't afford fixing. He was worse than a jerk. A despicable caricature of a man that couldn't own to the fact that he'd grown fond of you the same way you'd come to love him.

The look of absolute endearment whenever your eyes spotted him, a look that didn't change despite the crudeness of his actions. He loved that. The shaky fluctuations in your tone whenever he'd sit close enough to feel your hair tingling his face. He loved that, too. The smile that shone as bright as the sun itself and the little hand that waved at him -gosh, how he longed to hold that hand in his and compare the difference in size- goodbye. He loved that all so much. Too much. He loved you.

Or else why would he be standing out there when his beloved weather girl had issued a thunderstorm warning?

With his hands buried in his pockets, Gintoki circled the picket fence of your porch, head tilting between the wooden cracks at a chance to see your face. How was he supposed to start? Would an apology do? Would letting himself be beaten by that rusty rake or drenched from head to toe by your garden's hose do? How many "I love you's" would he need to spell out to convince you he was any less of a bastard than you made him out to be? What would it take for your forgiveness?

His fingers weaved through locks of silver, threatening to pluck them out. If he told you the truth, that he thought you deserved something better than a basket case samurai with no more than 300 yen in his name, he'd seem like a complete idiot. If he told you that the ghosts of the past he'd tried so hard to evade were catching up to him, you'd mistake him for a coward. And if he selfishly grabbed your hand and forced it against his chest, he knew he'd never be able to hear the three little words that directly countered those you'd said before.

"Gintoki, what are you doing here?"

The track of guilt gave way to the sweetest melody known to his ears, hope daring spur him on. He wore his gentlest smile and turned around to face you, the same hope digging like a knife inside his wretched heart at the sight of fingers -ten, in total- intertwined together, five of them belonging to you and the other to a man whose face didn't matter. All that mattered was the joy plastered on your pursed lips, one he saw fade away the second your eyes locked. One that was meant for him no more.

"The yard seems clean enough to me," he pointed beyond the fence, boots diving in the first of Ketsuno Ana's warnings as the sorrowful record resumed.

"I'll be going now."

[phantompanties]

Oops some stuff got in the way lmaooo anyway here's Blaise's SFW alphabet! Nsfw coming soon lol

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

This man does everything in his power to make sure you’re well taken care of. As your personal butler, it’s his duty to be at your every beck and call. However, it isn’t just out of obligation, no. this man is smitten, and will go above and beyond for his lord. You want dessert? He’s preparing the most mouthwatering treats anyone could ask for. You want a shoulder massage? He’ll work that tension until you’re melting with relaxation. It’s the least he could do for such a kindhearted heir.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Being best friends with Blaise would be a little difficult considering his job as a royal butler. When the two of you have downtime, the two of you would be going full Scooby Doo investigating his life before death. These are the times he treasures the most with you, as it’s when he gets to see your true self behind the prim and proper royal mask.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He knows very well he shouldn’t be snuggled up to the kingdom's heir. The chancellor would have him exorcised to hell for such insolence! However… when you ask so sweetly with your doe eyes for him to hold you and help you relax after such a stressful day of lessons and political endeavors… how could he resist? He’s just doing his job, after all! He loves wrapping his arms around your body, enveloping you in a soft embrace. Despite the fact he is a ghost, he is actually quite warm. Perhaps it is due in part to his demise at the hands of flames? He isn’t sure. All he knows is the way it makes you fall asleep in his arms makes him feel as if his heart suddenly began beating again.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He’s a butler, of COURSE he’s great at cooking and cleaning! As a ghost, he spends the night hours when everyone is sleeping tidying up the castle and making sure everything is spotless for when his lord awakes. He’s spent so long aimlessly trying to get people to notice him that being able to actually do something other than wander halls and moan fulfills him in his afterlife. Well, not as much as serving you, of course.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If it ever got to a point where Blaise had to end his relationship with you, it would have to be a very bad situation. You would have to betray his trust somehow for him to even consider it. Your relationship was built on your promises of helping him with his amnesia and making sure he was seen. If you betrayed that, he’d be crushed, abandoning his butler uniform and wandering the earth once again with a void in his undead heart.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Oh boy, if he could marry you he would! He’d do it a thousand times over, he’s so smitten! Unfortunately, since you’re the heir to a kingdom, it would be scandalous for the heir to marry a mere servant, even more so if that servant is a ghost! It’s a fantasy that will have to remain a fantasy, it seems…

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

This man is as gentle as angel feathers. He never sets things down too loud or makes much noise (especially since he’s mute), and will always treat you as if you’re glass. If he’s heading your dancing lessons, he will float above the ground so he doesn’t step on your toes. Emotionally, he will always listen to you whenever the stress of training to run a kingdom becomes too tough. It’s the least he could do for someone so kind to an undead soul like him.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

This man gives the softest hugs. He’s very apprehensive about holding you too tight because of the aforementioned gentility. Not only that, but he makes sure his head is nowhere near yours in fear of accidentally catching your hair on fire. He’s never had anything accidentally catch fire, but he certainly doesn’t wnat the first time to be you.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He’d be far too afraid to tell you how he feels. Even if there’s only two of you in a room he’s paranoid of gossip mongers within the castle. Not only that, hes scared of how you’d react as well. He doesn’t want to ruin the relationship the two of you have, not when he has someone who genuinely cares about him and wants to help him. Sometimes though, he’ll sign “I love you” when you fall asleep. He just can’t help himself.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

This boy gets so pouty. If you’re at a ball and talking with someone very conventionally attractive, or if theyre very blatantly flirty and polite and whisking you away for a dance, he’ll feel a pang of jealousy, wishing it was him that was guiding you along the ballroom floor. He knows he’s just a servant and he is supposed to be serving the guests… but he wants to have a proper dance with you too!

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Soft and gentle, usually just a peck on the hand or something like that. However, if you were to kiss for real, it’d be full of nerves and a bit awkward. He might melt into it as he gets more comfortable, but don’t expect any tongue action. His lips are stutured shut, after all.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He tends to stay away from the children that attend events in the castle to avoid frightening them, but sometimes he gets the rare odd duck that is captivated by his appearance. He enjoys asking the curious children’s questions and entertaining them with his ghostly abilities. It makes him feel less like a monster and more like he belongs.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Every morning is spent with him waking you up with your favourite breakfast and tea, going over your daily duties and getting you dressed and presentable. It’s his duty as your personal butler and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights are usually your downtime with him. Typically spent searching for clues about his demise or just relaxation. He’ll have conversations, give you massages for when you’re sore from the day’s activities, brew your favourite blend of tea, draw you a bath, anything your heart desires.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He was pretty open with you from the beginning when you first asked him what he was doing haunting your chambers. As an amnesiac, he has very little recollection about his past, so anything the two of you uncover is how you’ll learn. Sometimes he’ll have some kind of flashback or remember a faint memory about his past. When he does, he’ll always rush to you immediately to tell you all about it.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

This man is very patient. As a butler, it's his duty to be. He hardly ever loses his cool with you. Sometimes he gets frustrated with other servants though, and it shows when his usual blue flames turn slightly orange and red.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

As your butler, it’s his job to remember every detail about you. He doesn’t mind it though, he loves knowing all about you! He’ll go above and beyond for you no matter what the details are.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favourite moments are when the two of you uncover more pieces of the missing puzzle that is his memory. The way your eyes light up when you find clues about his mortal life make his undead heart soar. He’s so happy fate brought the two of you together.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Boy is a guard dog fr. when you’re out and about, he’s making sure he frightens off anyone who would dare even THINK of harming you. Being a ghost has it’s perks.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

This man bends over backwards to make every day as unstressful and as exciting for you as he can. If it’s your birthday, he’s heading the decoration duty to make it as extravagant as you deserve on your special day. This is only a glimpse into the stuff this man would do for you.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

As a mute ghost, he’s very quiet. He has a tendency to sneak up on people when he’s doing his routine checks. It’s gotten to a point where you had to make him wear a bell so he stopped giving the staff heart attacks.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He isn’t too concerned with his appearance when he’s wearing clothes. The only thing he’s really upset with are his sewn lips. He always wishes he could remove the sutures so he can actually speak, but for some reason they seem to be basically part of his body now. Another thing he’s wary of is his body. When he was killed by the fire, it left an enormous grisly wound behind on his whole torso. His muscles and bones are exposed along with sizzling melted dermis around the deeper burn. It’s a frightening sight for anyone and he takes care to cover up as best he can. 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

You’re the first person who hasn’t run away screaming from his ghostly appearance, so he values you more than anyone in the world. If you were to disappear, he’d become a husk of his former self.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I like to imagine he actually enjoys spooking people to an extent, only if they’re slacking off on their duties or if he’s just simply bored. Of course, this is only after he became a butler. He used to hate when he’d frighten people because it meant he’d either get chased away or spiritually harmed by priests and spirit mediums. It’s all harmless fun though.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

If you were to suddenly betray his trust or use him and his ghostly abilities to harm people. He truly doesn’t want to harm anybody, he just wants to remember who he was. If, for instance, you suddenly asked him to use his abilities as a flame-bound spirit to commit arson, he’d be very very uncomfortable and question your relationship.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He doesn’t sleep. He’s completely unable to. He likes to watch people sleep when he has nothing to do at night. He likes to pretend he’s the one sleeping peacefully as he watches them snore away in their bed.

[dabruzzy]

Onyx Equinox and weapons

Something I find interesting about Onyx Equinox is how the bond between characters is shown through them sharing weapons.

The best and most obvious example of this is how K'in and Yun have to use the ball together or it won't even work since they share a single soul. The fact that they are able to fight monsters or even just play with it without having to say a single word shows how perfectly in sync they are. Also K'in is the one who tends to hold the ball more often and doesn't want anyone but Yun to touch it, and he clings to it when he's scared because it reminds him of his brother, showing that he's the more anxious and codependent twin, while Yun, as the more kindhearted twin, lets other people play with it or hold it, so it's also a great way to offer some bits of characterization.

Then you have Yaotl sharing his shield with Izel, which only happens specifically after they grow closer to each other. Izel also immediately knows how to use it because of Yaotl sharing his memories and fighting abilities with him when he offered to use his energy to save him. Yaotl found his humanity again thanks to Izel and Izel became stronger thanks to Yaotl, and sharing the shield really shows how far they've come both as characters and together.

Finally there's this short moment where Zyanya gives Xanastaku her tepoztli. I'm definitely looking too deeply into this, but that tepoztli belonged to Nhisya, her friend who died when they challenged Mictlantecuhtli, so I do think there's some significance to it. After losing all of her loved ones Zyanya didn't want to form attachments to anyone else so that she wouldn't suffer like that again, but maybe Xanastaku can be the one who manages to bring her out of her shell. They didn't really get a chance to interact or bond with each other, but there does seem to be this understanding between them since they both have a dark past and are trying to redeem themselves. Xanastaku is the one who most consistently shows concern for Zyanya and was the only one who defended her and was sympathetic to her when she came back to help the team, and Zyanya sacrificed her humanity to save her life. Xanastaku was also the one who managed to calm Zyanya down when she was about to attack the team in her monster form. I do think if the show went on they would've grown pretty close.

[artthemasquerade]

Azrael

This picture a gift for @akirenhell who has become one of my dearest friends in the devilman fandom and who I have been doing Devilman RPs with :D This is @akirenhell 's oc Azrael, the angel of death and one of Satan's brothers and was the one who(In our RPs together) Satan turned to ask him to raise his children(My OCs Beel, Azazel and Judas) since he felt guilty about agreeing to make them into child soldiers in the first place and wanted his brother to raise them to be better while he prepares to fight God and Heaven. Azrael helps give the children an actual childhoods and they grow up a hell lot more well adjusted. Azrael as the angel of death is a very kindhearted and compassionate soul and brings comfort to those who pass on, and like his brother has a love for demon kind, but unlike Satan, he also has a love of humanity despite all their flaws and was heartbroken to see his brother hate and destroy humanity. But even so it pains Azrael to see his brother suffer throughout the time loops. 😭😭😭 

@akirenhell has also been writing a really awesome Devilman Crybaby/Undertale crossover fanfic called A Devilman In The Underground there you can read here https://www.deviantart.com/squishypancake5/gallery/86940460/a-devilman-in-the-underground and on A03 https://archiveofourown.org/works/34590619/chapters/86105566

Btw if you like what you see and want a commission drop me a direct message on tumblr, instagram or a note on deviantart

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✬Evie’s Closest Female Idol Friends pt 2✬

Evie x Jeongyeon (Twice) 9/10

Quote: “There are certain people who make the world a better place just by being in it, you are one of those people.” Dynamic: Mother x Mother Love

Jeongyeon’s contact in Evie’s phone is “Angel Jeongyeon”

Evie calls Jeongyeon her angel, and Jeongyeon calls her baby.

Jeongyeon and Evie go shopping often.

Evie knows how to make Jeongyeon blush and it’s one of her favorite things to do.

Evie has said several times that she would date Jeongyeon if she was given the chance.

They go out to eat dinner often and often go with Momo as well.

Evie really likes flirting with Jeongyeon.

They talk to each other a lot about how they are feeling and are very open about their mental health with one another since they’ve both been hiatuses for mental health issues.

Jeongyeon loves posting Evie on her Instagram.

They have lazy days often.

Evie adores Jeongyeon and they often dote on one another.

Evie enjoys watching movies with Jeongyeon and her favorite thing is their deep and personal conversations that they share with one another.

Jeongyeon and Evie usually hold hands or hug to show skinship.

Evie is always extremely proud of Jeongyeon and vice versa.

Evie learns all of Twice’s dances specifically so she can dance with Jeongyeon because it always makes Jeongyeon smile when Evie wants to dance with her.

Jeongyeon kisses Evie on the cheeks often.

Jeongyeon and Evie always talk about shenanigans their groups are up to one another.

Jeongyeon likes to lay on Evie with her head on Evie’s chest when Evie stays over at her and Momo’s dorm room.

Jeongyeon is really good at motivating Evie to do things that she may be scared to do.

They are very protective of one another and they both get upset when the other gets any form of hate.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Evie x Winter (aespa) 8.5/10

Quote: “A sweet friendship refreshes the soul.” Dynamic: Quiet Twins

Winter’s contact in Evie’s phone is “BunTer”

Evie makes Winter cringe by telling her dad jokes.

Evie always gives Winter baked goods when they meet.

Evie really enjoys sharing facts about animals to Winter, especially about foxes.

One of the things Winter and Evie bonded over was the fact they both believe in aliens.

Winter and Evie have watched a lot of action films together.

Evie enjoys cooking for Winter when they hang out as she likes to see Winter eat well.

They do not hang out often due to being in different companies but they message often to keep in touch and still plan hangouts once every few months and will do dance challenges together on tiktok to hang out.

Evie and Winter don’t take pictures often but they do take videos of them hanging out instead.

Evie and Winter always make sure to tell each other they adore one another before hanging up. Winter says she prefers it over saying I love you.

Evie says she wants to collab with Winter sometime.

Evie enjoys asepa’s music and has been listening to them since they debuted. When she first met Winter she said they clicked easily.

They’ve gone out to eat twice before and they always eat too much when they do.

They bond over food, music, and animals.

Winter thinks Evie is cool and fierce while also being very kindhearted and reliable.

Winter gets a lot of advice from Evie and calls her a good unnie.

Evie is always there to listen to Winter if she is having any issues or just needs to vent about her daily troubles.

Evie and Winter have a bit of a big/little sister dynamic.

Winter says Evie’s accent is cool.

They really enjoy each other’s company and find a sense of peace and calm when together.

[simply-namaste]

Sometimes a miracle is needed, to save a life.

Hello friends, neighbors, and caring Kindhearted Souls...

I reach out to you today, in a desperate time of need.. while having surgery, my Van was Impounded. My Van is everything to me, my vehicle, my home and my job.. I am at a loss as to what to do... I'm left with a profound sense of helplessness... I'm unable to earn money without my car, I don't have the outrageous funds to get it out of impound. I've begged for a payment arrangement, a discount due to being homeless, and the fact that is my home... (Some city's have dropped the fees for homeless ppl, but Not here!) Since it's been gone, I've had nowhere to go, I was unable to recuperate after my operation in my Van... I sit up all night in a restaurant and drink coffee because I'm scared to be outside all night, plus it's cold, and my blankets, along with all my earthly possessions are in the Van...

Would you please take the time and click on the link below, hear more of my story... maybe you can find it in your 💜 heart to help an old lady who is all alone, scared, and in dire need of a little compassion right now...

And if you could keep me in your thoughts and prayers, I believe in the power of prayer! I'd be most blessed...

Any donation, big or small makes a huge difference in my hour of need. It is not only offering me financial support, but you are giving me hope and invaluable peace of mind that comes from knowing that I'm not alone.. again, thank you from the bottom of my heart!

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much love,

Traci

[flamigoat]

Douglass, The Nutcracker! - Blanketfort OC - Flam’s Rough Concept Art

For context about Blanketfort, go to this post!! 🧸✨

Douglass was freed by his owner, savior, and queen, Clara, from the depths of the dusty, dreaded, catacombs of the for sale bin in the Neighborhood’s Garage Sale. The little girl absolutely adored the ornament and soon he became her knight in her games of pretend, her all time favorite toy.

Since then, he has devoted his life to do two things:

Protect her from the monsters that have been trying to plague her nightmares.

Participate in ALL of her tea parties and their playtimes she wants him to. NO EXCEPTIONS! If it makes his Queen happy, he will gladly accompany her in her merriment!

He is throughly decorated with girly, pretty stickers. The nutcracker cherishes them and wears them as a badges of honor. He is also known to make creaking wood sounds as he walks of turns, startling most of the toys around him.

Douglass is a kindhearted soul with a tough exterior. As menacing as he is on the outside, especially with his sharp, broken off leg and unsettling jaw, he is a joy to be around. Everyday he works to protect Clara from harm and develop her creativity through their play. He also acts as a leader/mentor figure to the toys who become sentient around him in the neighborhood.

Despite his appearance, Clara chose him. Loved him. And that touched his heart to give him life. As long as his soul lasts, he vows to be her knight and friend!

A little fun fact! He’s loosely based off an old nutcracker ornament I grew attached to as a kid. It ended up breaking eventually, but I’ll keep it in my memory with this character!! I hope you guys enjoyed reading. ❄️🎄⚔️

[poutyniall]

Happy birthday to the man who came into my life the moment I needed him to and has never left my side since then. The one who puts a smile on my face just by looking at him, even when I don't want to or feel like it smiling at all; the one who sings/raps to me in a language that I do not understand but speaks straight to my heart and soul; the one who has became my safe place, a warm embrace to nestle and recharge when I feel like giving up because I cannot take anymore  and I'm sick of this life; the one who caresses me with his soft, gentle words; the one who taught me to embrace every shade of emotion, even the painful ones; the one who told me it's okay to be quiet but also loud, savage but kindhearted, strong but human; the one who told me it's okay to give up when you have to because that what means to be strong. Happy birthday to my little, precious, brave, strong, adorable lil meow meaw, words are not enough to express how much I love you. Happy birthday Min Yoongi. And thank you.

[reinekes-fox]

The pokémon team anon has returned. I read the Hound Nights demo and got creative.

Starling:

- Starly. The names match! Also, that is Starling's starter, they left the cult together.

- Rufflet. Another cult buddy that escaped with Starling. Rufflet's evolution, Braviary, has this dex entry "For the sake of its friends, this brave warrior of the sky will not stop battling, even if injured." Starling shows similar tendencies towards her family, but much like Rufflet, she still has some growing to do before fully fitting the role.

- Togekiss. A pokémon that enjoys the company of kindhearted people. Starling insists Togekiss stays around for their parents, but it is clear Togekiss really cares for her.

- Drampa. A friendly pokémon that loves children and protects them from danger? Yeah, of course a traumatized cult survivor would end up with one looking after them. MC's family probably gave it to her to help her feel safe.

- Bagon. Just a little baby that wants to fly free and is willing to jump off cliffs to reach its dream.

- Shiftry. Its body is wood, so the nose can serve as an improvised stake. It knows the move Sunny Day, which turns the wheater sunny. It can even read minds. Shiftry is Starling's anti-vampire buddy.

Marian:

- Meowscarada. Green magician cat, that's all.

- Perrserker. Bushy tail, black and grey face, cat. Knows Pay Day (a move that generates free money).

- Male Meowstic. Green-eyed cat with psychic powers. It has the Prankster ability.

- Electabuzz. A pokémon that loves storms just seems fitting. Marian has been raising this one since it was an Elekid.

- Castform. It changes type based on the weather and helps Marian with practical effects, since it can make rain, hail, and even sunshine.

- Female Basculegion. Its dex entry states that females "can afflict a target with terrifying illusions that are under its control. The deeper the sadness in its friends' souls, the paler Basculegion becomes." Marian deserves a fish filled with ghosts.

Theo:

- Mightyena. A pack hunter that values teamwork and is obedient to skilled trainers.

- Mabosstiff. A gentle dog that loves children, but that will take on an intimidating look to protect its family. Theo's Mabosstiff has the Guard Dog ability, which "Boosts the Pokémon’s Attack stat if intimidated. Moves and items that would force the Pokémon to switch out also fail to work."

- Dusknoir. A ghost that guides lost spirits home. Of course the cemetery keeper would end up with one on his team.

- Cubone. Theo saw a little orphan baby and adopted it, no wonder he was ready to take MC in.

- Gyarados. Do not forget what Theo is.

Chrétien/Florence:

- Swoobat. As always, a bat for the vampire. A friendship evolution that gives others positive mood shifts? Very fitting for a vampire who is happy to be someone's best friend... as long as they are of use.

- Skeledirge. Matching its trainer's interests, Skeledirge is both an excellent singer and capable of producing flames at a temperature of 3000 ℃, perfect for burning up a body.

- Drifloon. A pokémon that likes kidnapping children.

- Gorebyss. To quote the dex, "Although Gorebyss is the very picture of elegance and beauty while swimming, it is also cruel. When it spots prey, this Pokémon inserts its thin mouth into the prey's body and drains the prey of its body fluids."

- Vespiqueen. Uses pheromones to control those around it (and make them fight for its sake), much like a vampire does with a hound.

- Hypno. Is it a weird yellow humanoid? Yes. Is it good for getting food in a pinch since it can put people to sleep and drag them away? Also yes.

Welcome back! Glad to see my work can inspire you even more x3

Tbh I would kill for that Pokemon AU...

Also "Shiftry is Starling's anti-vampire buddy." sounds so damn cute!!

Marian.

I love how its just "cat!" and I see they are something... however he and Chase wouldnt get along very well. And the fish looks so tired :(

Theo.

Also whenever I think "awww so cute!" there is always something super dark

Hound MCs totally friendly and absolutely loyal Master /pos as in piece of shit

[kakusboyfriend]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for some of the last people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals, followers and all the wonderful people on here! happy new year and all the best :)

Ily

Hm, right! This isn't my main so I'll keep it contained to my favorite little fictional characters off the top of my head. All familial bc i feel very attached to my little siblings/children rn ^_^

(6 instead of 5 bc i couldn't decide)

Not numbered because if I had to try and Rate my children and siblings I would never forgive myself...

Gas Heeter (DBS)

Brother

This little guy isn't... Written too well, is he. He's got a cool concept pushing him forward, but ultimately we don't spend nearly enough time building the relationship between him and Elec to see it as something lecherous.

However, I can't help but feel for the poor thing. He's so tiny and cute... And he really was just trying his best out of blind loyalty. He felt like he owed his brother the pain and suffering he was putting himself through, because he wouldn't be here without him

I'm sad we don't see much of him and his other siblings, too - they seemed genuinely nice and caring, unlike Elec. I am quite glad they survived the whole shitshow.

Now, this guy is also the catalyst for Viola becoming a better person, overall. Sure, he already had a sibling figure in Saike (Psyche Demon - you know, the one Janemba grows off of like mold), but Gas arrived into his care in such deplorable conditions, Viola's heart shattered despite the fact it's no longer beating.

Seeing a soul arrive at the suspended world immediately after dying so brutally was a much needed reality check to make Viola care about other people. I'm glad they have each other - though, I really need to expand on their relationship some more ^_^

Allister and Kieran (Pokemon SV/SWSH)

Brothers

These guys share a spot bc they're very similar, personality and design wise! They even share some verbal quirks here and there, which I find really cute ^^

Kieran has the upper hand when it comes to backstory, because he's a Main Character and has his own arc throughout the DLC. But Allister is such a little darling in his own way - he's so shy and sweet, but still a strong gym leader - outclassing a handful of adults, even! He chooses to raise pokemon most people consider frightening and scary, and he does so wonderfully!

They're both near and dear to my heart. Kieran I feel especially bad for, however - it's not that I Hated carmine. Really, I think her personality is fun and even cool at times - but she would've been better Not put into contrast with a socially awkward, kindhearted little brother she's always shouting at. I'm not saying Kieran can't be annoying - in fact I'd Like him to be, it's more fun! - but the way she treats him has me on edge from the start.

I really love them both, and think they'd be good friends if they met - I feel like they'd love to sit in a room together doing their own things in silence ^^

Tetsuo Shima (Akira, 1987 - Movie)

Son

Oh this little kid... I know he's meant to be sympathetic by default, since despite everything he's still 15 - but I genuinely just want to give him a hug and talk to him one to one.

He's in so much pain throughout the movie, and put on the spot for things out of his control - it's not the lashing out that makes him dangerous, per se, since (at first) he's doing it out of self defense, at the very least. It's how far he takes his rampage, until it culminates into his own destruction.

Tetsuo never really had a chance. It's not like I think every kid put on his situation would choose to behave like that, but in the end - he'd always felt alone, inferior and pathetic. Pushing his limits into inhuman levels of stress and fueling it with deranged power was never going to help him deal with anything healthily. There's always hope, and I always choose to believe in the possibility of a happy ending - but he really was a ticking time bomb from the very beginning.

Roy Ulthoon/Ruby Hurricane (BTBATB/OC)

Son

Oh I know for a fact there is a hell. You know why? Because I feel its flames licking my skin whenever I think about this poor tormented soul.

He was never meant to be a real child. Roy was a moral, a lesson, a plot device from the very beginning - about how finicky the human spirit can be, especially when you don't treat it perfectly well from the start. Or maybe I'm just being optimistic, and the writers wanted to make a 'humans are monsters' character to drive the plot forward and serve as a foil to Red's blind faith in humanity.

Either way, god, I hate his ep with an inhuman passion. I know for a fact he could've been saved - I KNOW Batman was not the right choice when dealing with this freshly made human soul that's lashing out against abuse. Or, at the very least, he wouldn't have acted the way he did - he electrocuted my son. I want him as far away from us as possible.

In Citrus' story, he's the catalyst to the alien finding his purpose in life, realizing just how much he enjoys children. He didn't, ever, need to die or be put down - he needed someone that would listen. Instead, they wrote Red's thinking to be that of a parent that tells you 'it is what it is because I said so, now suck it up'. It's not... Terribly out of character, but it could've been framed better, at the very least. I could go on and on about this one, since I basically Made It All Up - but that's for later «3

Kid Buu (DBZ)

Son

HOUGH. God I love this kid. I love this little shit just SO MUCH, he brings me inhuman amounts of joy I can barely contain it.

First off - he's so cute. He's meant to be a demonic entity of pure evil, with 0 thoughts in his brain aside from Killing and Destroying. And yet... He's so endearing. He really is, to be blunt, like a cat in that way.

He's so so tiny, too... And the pinks aren't helping. He just looks like something I'd want to hug and squeeze to death (very likely my own). I know I'm not meant to love him As Much as I do, but come on... It's not like it's my fault.

My reasoning as to why he can coexist with Super Buu, Good Buu and even Uub is kind of muddy. I think Pluto just straight messed with reality for that little guy to live with him - and who could blame him? Just let him waste away in hell for god knows how long? Come on now...

And I know I don't talk about Uub much - mainly, honestly, I don't trust the decision to reincarnate a being of pure evil into a dark skinned child, considering dragon ball's history with antiblackness - but I do find him really cute too ^^ he's just not... Son material? I guess? I'm not mad he exists in Kid Buu's place, iykwim - I just prefer crazy evil kids is all.

Oh by the way - if I ever get to developing my AUs this year, he's very important in the reforming of another amoral bastard he happens to live with atm. It's the only person he's in contact with that feels Pain nowadays - which makes the whole thing even funnier.

Baby (DBGT)

Son

Ok I know I said I wasn't rating these in any way. But. Jesus Christ

I LOVE BABY SO MUCH! I LOVE HIM SO SO SO SO MUCH ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY!!!!

He's got such a cool concept, backstory, voice, design... God, he's got it all! He's really unique because of how and When he was created, and it really breaks my heart they'll never write him in a way that makes Me personally happy.

Granolah is usually considered very similar to Baby in concept - but oh brother, the things that set them apart makes the gap so obvious it hurts. Baby is one of a kind, you can't ever try and make another one like him.

And I know, I know. Someone like him is very unlikely to accept being raised and treated as an actual child - a human one, no less, but we'll get to that - but also, isn't that perfect? He's the perfect brood parasite - he gets food, shelter and love from an unsuspecting parent who tends to his every need until he's strong enough to get rid of them and fulfill his purpose. Its genius.

However, he didn't take into consideration the soul that still burns inside of him - no matter how weak, it's still there. He can't help but get attached to Coralia, who treats him so well, and is willing to put his own life on the line to make sure he's safe. God, he doesn't even look human - why is this one so hell-bent on treating him as such?

It's maddening. He's not meant to be nurtured, he's meant to take over people's bodies when they least expect it to end a war that's ended more than half a century ago. And yet... Here he is. A monster in an infant's skin, being treated in the exact same way that made an alternate version of him to murder Dr. Myuu in cold blood. What's happening to him....?

Anyways. These r my delightful little guys!!!!!