#CANON CYAN COULD NEVER

[rennymayflower]

TPC FAN? (sameee) ANWYAS I WOULD VERY MUCH APPRECIATE A TCP AU LOREDUMP!! /pos

BEHOLD THE GOSPEL AU (ignore that the name says Geo thats outdated (also do not ask why the au is called gospel (i was running out of names and gospel sounds cool)))

IN THIS AU CYAN DOES NOT KNOW LEVITATION MAGIC AND INSTEAD HAS HIS OWN UNIQUE MAGIC AND THE OTHER HEROES ALSO HAVE THEIR OWN MAGIC

ORANGE CAN SHAPESHIFT INTO ANIMALS

GOLD CAN CLOAK TO BE INVISIBLE OR DISGUISE AS OTHER CORRUPTS (LITERALLY SPY TF2 SDFSDFSD)

AND TSAVORITE CAN INSTANTLY HEAL HIMSELF AND OTHERS AROUND HIM

ALSO IN THIS AU HEROES HAVE TO BE MANUALLY TAUGHT HOW TO FLY AND USE THEIR LASER (or teach themselves)

FUN FACT GOLD TAUGHT HIMSELF HOW TO USE A LAZER AND HE ALSO TAUGHT HIMSELF HOW TO FLY BY THROWING HIMSELF OFF A CLIFF SO HE WOULD HAVE TO FLY TO SURVIVE SO HE USED BRUTE FORCE AND THEN USED THAT SAME BRUTE FORCE METHOD TO TEACH THE OTHER HEROES HOW TO USE THEIR POWERS🕺🕺🕺🕺

also even tho Cyan doesnt know how to fly (YET) he can use a laser HOWEVER he doesnt use it often and his preferred weapon of choice is a sword

iris is his mentor cus fellow sword wielder and Gold is his magic mentor for how to use magic n stuff

ALSO in this AU the heroes are much more competent and independent especially cyan

in this AU when Cube got knocked out from being yeeted a bajillion miles instead of just waiting around to lycan to inevitably find him he immediately sprung into action by using a literal VINE AND BROKEN LOG to drag Cube to the nearest village and get help for em both and thats how they end up meeting chipzel :] (in case u cant tell i really want cyan to be more a badass LMAODFSDFSDFS)

[oh-snapperss]

The Ultimate Guide to MCC!

New to watching mcc? Have no idea where to start? Or maybe you already watch mcc, and just want information all in one place?

Well, good news! I'm insane about MCC and made this massive post for no other reason! I plan to keep this updated as I think of other vods/clips and new stuff happens, so if you want to be sure you're reading the most up to date version of the post, click here.

With all that out of the way-

What is MCC?

MCC stands for Minecraft Championships and is an event organized by Noxcrew, who develop and test the games, and Scott Smajor, who makes the teams! The event takes place usually once a month, and 10 teams of 4 people compete to be the top two teams overall by playing eight minigames! The top two teams battle it out at the end by playing Dodgebolt (first to win three rounds takes the crown).

Noxcrew announces the teams and next date of the event on MCC's official twitter and their newsletter via email, although @mcc-updates posts the teams here as well after they're announced.

Some useful links and more information on the event:

mcc.live - Official site that updates live during the event! Team scores are updated live here, and links to all the streaming POV's are included. You can also find information on past MCC's and how an individual performed!

MCC Wiki - Community run wiki for the event! You can find information on any player that's ever been in an MCC, information about how the event works, and information on individual events.

A list of active games in the event, and how each are played can be found here!

Canon VS. Noncanon MCCs

Sometimes, Noxcrew decides to host an MCC that is considered "noncanon". Typically, this means that something about the event is different, and player's coins and stats for that MCC will not go into the overall average of their played events. Some examples of noncanon mccs:

MCC Pride (held once a year, typically raises money for the Trevor Project!

MCC Rising (only players who have never participated in an MCC before may be in it!)

MCC Scuffed (April Fools MCC, the entire event was scuffed on purpose, an incredibly funny overall event)

MCC All Stars (Only players who have won an MCC participate)

With all of that out of the way, some iconic and hilarious clips from across the events!

(note: where I could, I've included the vods that these clips came from!)

Grian's Iconic 1v3 Dodgebolt (MCC 17)

Jimmy Solidarity's 1v3 Dodgebolt (MCC 28)

Illumina EWW (MCC 15)

Purpled's nearly perfect Parkour Warrior run with Ranboo and Charlie losing their minds in the background (MCC 26)

Purpled's perfect Parkour Warrior Run (MCC 32)

Jojo's insane Sands of Time carry (MCC 31)

"Joel, I want a divorce!" (MCC 10)

"Sapnap I will eat your children!" (MCC 18)

Lord Grian Dreamslayer (MCC 9)

Michael Mcchill's Ace Race breakdown (MCC All Stars)

Purpled and Wallibear get in trouble for having "gay sex" in MCC pride (MCC Pride 2024)

Etho accidentally steals Tango's torches after Tango dies (MCC Kick Off, Hbomb's vod review)

MCC Iconic Vods/Fan Favorites!

Orange Ocelots MCC 17 - Grian, Falsesymmetry, Petezahutt and SB737

Orange Ocelots MCC 24 - Tubbo, Tommyinnit, Hbomb and Jack Manifold

Blue Bats MCC Scuffed - Smallishbeans, Smajor, Fwhip and Geminitay

Cyan Coyotes MCC 24 - PearlescentMoon, Aimsey, JojoSolos and Hannahxxrose

Blue Bats MCC 9 - Falsesymmetry, Rendog, Hbomb and Fruitberries

Pink Parrots MCC Kick Off - TangoTek, ImpulseSV, Ethoslab, and Skizzleman

If you want some other great channels and streams for MCC, I've listed some below!

All Things MCC is a channel hosted by Seapeekay and always uploads a video after each MCC featuring their picks for the top ten plays of the event! They also do team predictions + the occasional other video on MCC. Super fun, and a great way to catch some clips you may have missed during the event.

MCC Vault posts clips of various perspectives from various events--typically another way to see things you might not get to see otherwise.

Wolfeei Extras makes content about both MCCI and MCC, and has covered Etho's MCCI arc, MCC team predictions, and SandwichLord's leaderboard domination. Additionally, Wolfeei does content with participants of MCC, such as watchparties. Overall, a great channel to watch to stay in the loop of what's going on!

If you're a Sands of Time enjoyer, Hbomb94 usually goes live the day after the event and vod reviews at least one POV of Sands of Time from each team. Super entertaining, and a fun way to really get to know the strats for that game.

You may be thinking-wow, these games look really fun! Is there a way for anyone to play them?

The answer is yes-and no. While some of the games are not currently available for download, Noxcrew has a public minecraft server called MCC Island, available for anyone to join and play! As of right now, the available games to play on that server are:

Parkour Warrior (available in singleplayer mode and a fast paced competitive mode)

Sky Battle (eight teams compete instead of ten, and there are maps available that are not played in the main event!)

To Get To The Other Side (three rounds instead of six, uses a mixture of maps from the event and maps that are not played in the event)

Hole in the Wall (be warned--there are traps, different maps, and overall is a harder game on the island. My personal fav:D)

Battle Box (three rounds instead of nine, mixture of maps

Dynaball (Not a MCC-event game, but a team based game involving tnt!)

Rocket Spleef Rush (One round, different maps!)

Noxcrew has stated they plan on adding more games to the server, and there are events and other things happening too!

IP to join the server: play.mccisland.net

You can find more information and official forums here!

Additionally, you can download Terra Swoop Force and play it on a singleplayer world or put it in a server with your friends! Link for the download and instructions here.

Finally, Grid Runners is an available map on Bedrock edition only--I don't know much about bedrock, only that it is an option. Link to that info here.

I think that's about it for now! I'll update this as I think of things or am asked to add something:) Hopefully this helps a bit, cause I know coming into this stuff with no info can be overwhelming!

[triglycercule]

killer uses the two inconspicuous black liquids that he makes: his eye goop tears and his blood (bc canonically i think it's black) to play roulette with people

when dust goes to drink his morning coffee will it taste like coffee grounds, iron and metal, or the indescribable taste of killer's magic determination (that shit's probably bitter as hell 💀💀)

horror uses soy sauce in his cooking. will the food end up tasting delectable or like the trojan war happened and the bodies never got cleaned up

in battle against the stars killer purposely gets injured and paints himself in blood. ink confuses this blood for paint and when he tries to manipulate the ink killer catches him off guard because it isn't ink. it's blood. ink is incredibly sourly sore after this

if killer could produce enough eye goop and coat himself in it (along with a cyan eye and tentacles) he could probably confuse dream into thinking he's nightmare. the only difference is the negative aura

swap gets captured by the bad sanses. the torture he's put through??? be stuck in a room with killer and 5 cups of black liquid. he has to drink all 5 if he doesn't spill. what's in the cups??? killer eye goop. killer blood. nightmare goop. black paint. liquid hate fron glitchtale. swap ends up powering through all 5 because hes goated like that but the taste of nightmare's goop haunts him in his dreams

[syrma-sensei]

→ A Lioness's Home.

gif credit

pairing: daemon targaryen x lannister!reader.

rating: domestic fluff.

word count: 1.3k.

a/n: this is a sequel to my "a true victory" and "a dragon's glory". however, you need not to read the prequels, but it's preferable, though. the events of this fic take place during the ten-years time jump, but the plot doesn't necessarily follow the canon agendas.

masterlist | AO3

WITH WEALTH, DRAGONS, AND VALYRIAN BLOOD, you and your family found a fine living in Lys. And perhaps more than just fine living. Daemon and you are called the prince and princess of Lys; an honorary title given by the Lyseni people after the triumphant war led by your husband against Myr and Tyrosh over the Disputed Lands.

While Daemon was claiming yet another glory winning a war, you were claiming your own by preserving the free city's economy in maintaining the integrity of the trading path between Lys and Lannisport.

Lord Jason Lannister was more than thrilled and willing to help his sweet sister, and Ser Tyland couldn't be happier that their sister did not forget about her two lion brothers who love her immensely. Furthermore, Lord Tyland saw that in helping you, thus your husband, to ascend to power in foreign lands, it would push the dangers of the newly-reformed Triarchy away. The pirates of the Triarchy, as it seemed, did not wish to yield yet even after their gruesome loss in Stepstones at the hands of your husband and House Velaryon several years ago. Securing power in Lys would prevent the pirates to rise again, as your small family already owns three dragons, and the Lyseni people's favour.

When you were in your sixth month of pregnancy, with a very large bump in your belly, Daemon took you to the dragonpit to choose a dragon egg for your child together. You chose that special moment to tell Daemon, sheepishly, that he needed to pick two eggs and not only one. Your husband arched an eyebrow, letting the new information sink, then a wide and satisfied grin adorned his handsome face.

You suspected it during your fifth month, and the maester confirmed your qualms when he visited you for your monthly check-ups. You asked him not to speak to your husband of the matter, for you wanted to share the happy news with him in private and on distinctive occasion.

Taelon was the first to be born, his birth was easy, coming out without much fuss. Daenesya, however, was the one hard to deliver; your battle in labour continued for several hours before you finally heard her screams for air. Daemon never left your side during the whole process, encouraging you while you cried and screamed through insufferable pain. He dried your sweat and whipped your tears away from your face, reminding you that you're his fierce lioness and you could do it, while the Septas around you told you to hold your breath and push.

“Well done, my brave girl,” Daemon said proudly while holding both babies in his strong arms. “Well done.”

Daemon was true to his words and when your children's first name day came, the four of you took residence in Lys, where you were welcomed and treated with great hospitality.

Taelon and Daenesya are the epitome of exact opposites. Upon the first look, one would immediately say that your twin children are the mirror of one another; silver-gold long hair, and their eyes are amethyst flecked with emerald. However, one is quiet, calm, and leisure, and the other is unruly, chaotic, and headstrong. But both are of dragons and lions in spirit.

Your son's egg hatched after two years of his birth and gave him his precious Darkfyre. A beautiful dragon, with navy blue scales tinted by light cyan frames. His burning flames are of blue colour. Daenesya, on the other hand, her egg hatched after a year of her birth, and she was gifted her best friend Aeksyas. She's larger and wilder than Darkfyre. She has silver scales and golden eyes, and her flames are dark red. Daemon explained to you that dragons take after their riders, and you see it with your own eyes.

“Dracarys!”

Red and blue fire weave together, and from the purple flames Daemon emerges from while mounting Caraxes. A cheered applause acclaims from around you as your husband and children give them a dragon show. Among the spectators, you're the loudest and rowdiest; a proud wife and mother, watching her family proudly showing off the discrete dragonblood they have.

It's true that the people of Lys have the reminiscent of Valyrian blood, but the Targaryens are the only ones who are capable of taming dragons to their will in the Known World.

Nevertheless, your eyes are a tad more focused on your husband more the children. Daemon never ceases to mesmerize you with his riding skills, and the correspondence he has with Caraxes. The two share something really special, and you're never tired of watching over and over again. There were some times when you, eagerly, mounted Caraxes with Daemon for a ride. It was such a thrilling experience you don't mind to try it again. But in such occasions, you let the Targaryens do their thing while you stand their with charmed audience.

After a while of strutting their talent in the sky, the trio, led by Daemon, take their land on the ground. Everyone clapps for them, including you, before the three usher their mounts to the caves they've turned it into their own Dragonpit.

“Daemon, darling,” You say when the latter emerges from the cave pit, “You were marvelous up there,”

Daemon encircles an arm around your waist, pecking you lips. He smells of dragon and fire.

“Did you see Darkfyre's flames, mother!” Taelon gushes from behind, his face is slightly smudged by dirt and soot.

“Oh, I did, and they were magical, my cub!” You crouch a bit to whip his face with your handkerchief.

“Mother, did you see how pretty Aeksyas's wings are?!” Daenesya shrieks as she takes her father's side, clinging to his arm.

You chuckle amusedly, “She's the most beautiful dragon I've ever seen, my sweet.”

The four of you head to the carriage that's waiting for you to go home.

•••

After the three of them washed the dragon stench off of them, the four of you had supper. Then came Valyrian class for Taelon and Daenesya. The twins reluctantly escorted the maester to the library. And the two of you are left alone.

“Caraxes would be always my favourite dragon.” You whisper your secret to your husband as you reach the roof of your palace. It's where you and your husband spend some quality time together away from everyone's eyes. You sit on the padded floor, with your husband's head in your lap.

Daemon guffaws, “That would break Dani's heart; she thinks Aeksyas is your favourite, and she brags about it before Taelon.”

“Oh, really?” You arch a brow, “Wonder where did she get that idea from?”

Your husband smiles privately and leaves you with no answer, but you know him better. Daenesya is his favourite, and you can see why, she's practically the little version of himself.

You stroke his face gently, “I was thinking, husband,”

“What is it, my love?” He drawls as he relaxes into your touch.

“What do you think of visiting Westeros?”

His violet eyes snap open, and he gazes up at you, puzzled, “You want to go back there?”

“I do, but only for a visit,” You continue, “I'd like the children to see their homeland and be introduced properly to their kin. Also, I want to show my family off in court.” You smirk, flicking your hair behind your back.

“You little minx, you want a revenge, do you not?” Daemon returns your smirk with a sly one of his own.

Your grin grows wider, “Great minds think alike, my dragon. Yes, it's exactly what I want. I want to crush everyone who's belittled me in the past. If it pleases you, of course, my prince.”

There's a satisfied grin on the dragon's mouth, a proud one, even, “I do not mind at all, my fierce lioness. And let the small folk write songs about our love and how it conquered all...”

You chuckle giddily at him before pecking his lips, “Thank you, husband,” You grab his hand and kiss it, putting it against your cheek, “But know that it's neither Westeros nor Essos is my home...”

Daemon raises an eyebrow, “Where might it be then, my love?”

“You,” you answer with a pacing heart, “You're my one and only home...”

[zephxoxu]

Wanderer Fluff // A well-served Dish for a Special Someone .

~

!! Warnings : None , non canon , made by someone who does not know much abt sumeru ( u can tell ) , bad writing

It was a sunny morning , where you found yourself walking down the streets of Sumeru City . You heard the news of The Wanderer coming back to Sumeru City after visiting Port Ormos . You wanted to prank him a little .

Yes , you had a relationship with him .

You were thinking about the specific little trick you wanted to play , until you heard a familiar voice .

"Y/n ? You there ?"

You decided to keep quiet as he sighed and walked away . Funny how he cared so much .

You saw his wide , cyan-colored hat disappearing in the distance , and that was when a lightbulb had been shined in your head .

"Bingo ."

So , when the Wanderer had rested in the forest , you snuck up to him and tapped his nose . "Hey , you there ?" You said in a teasing tone .

The Wanderer started to stir and blinked his eyes when he saw you .

"What the hell , Y/N ? What do you want ?"

"Sooo .. I've been thinking about something ."

"Sigh . Just tell me ." His expression softened just a bit , and that made you feel assured that it was really okay to do your little prank .

"I've seen in Sumeru lately they have these fancy types of ways they serve dishes ." (lie) "And ?"

"You see ... Are you feeling hungry ? I have one of those types of plates and I thought you would like some food ~"

"Sigh . Fine , just let me sleep for the Archons' sake ." "Pffttt ! Of course , my little hat guy ."

The name made him blush a little , but his annoying hat covered his cute pouting face .

You got to work , and prepard Eel Slices , Rice and Seagrass . You made a broth with some salt and other special ingredients and your prank was almost done .

When the Wanderer was sleeping , you quietly snuck over and took something very important to him .

~

"Y/n ? Where the hell is my hat ?!"

"Oh , that's just a pity . But I have your Shimi Chazuke all ready ~"

"How the hell does tha- "

"..."

"Y/n ."

"Who the hell told you you could use my hat as a plate ?!"

"Aww , you never told me I couldn't use it ! How about some kisses for some compensation ?"

"As long as you give it back for heaven's g*ddamn sake ."

"Aww , why the attitude ? I thought this was your favorite dish ."

"N- Ye- Ugh . Just give me my hat after this ."

And that settled the evening with some arguments and some blushing . Thankfully he didn't have his hat so you could see his face .

--

thank u for the first request 💙

-- 2024 , zephxoxu

[kitorin]

LOVE ALL PLAY. - ITOSHI RIN

ONE - NEW FOUND IRRITATION

a/n. their ages are not canon compliant, dialogue heavy and a bit of nsfw (it's just shidou being shidou and it's not explicit)

"It's my win."

It's not the first time Rin has a brief thought of murder, but this time he genuinely feels like wrapping his hands around this person's neck.

He was already in a foul mood, summer's cruelty had his sweat soaked uniform clinging onto his body, and Ego's insistence on training so hard had already ruined his morning.

All that he could tolerate, but a stranger interrupting his practice?

"Who is that?" Isagi approaches Rin from behind, poking the back of his shoulder to grasp his attention. "You know him?" No, but Rin doesn't need to recognise them to understand that they're a nuisance.

"y/n! Get back inside..." A cyan haired boy with similar coloured eyes runs out on the field, light hearted but tired disappointment laced in their tone. "What are you even doing? Isn't the soccer team training right now?"

'y/n' paid no attention to their exasperation, nor how everyone seemed to be staring and listening to the conversation with great confusion.

"I wanted to say hi to Anri." Rin notices the first person address, you must've been close to Teieri to speak about her so casually. "Hiori don't be so uptight—"

"Then don't lie, I saw you running with them. At least be honest if you're going to mess around." Hiori grabs the collar of your sports uniform, earning a breathless choke as he drags you to the school building. Something in his tone suggests that this isn't the first time he has to deal with your behaviour; either the way he scolds you or the exasperated sigh that seems to accompany every sentence.

"Ow, Hiorin please—"

Your pleas only add to the brewing chaos, Bachira seems well entertained and Otoya looks like he's about to hit on you. Chigiri and Yukimiya chuckle at the whole ordeal, as they watch Hiori murmur embarrassed apologises, hurriedly bowing at everyone so he could immediately leave.

"What the hell was that?" Rin's frustration irritates him to the point he speaks his thoughts out loud, annoyance contributes to the heat in his face from the brutal summer.

Shidou leans onto Rin's shoulder, seemingly unfazed from the overwhelming weather and training. He yawns; one out of boredom rather than fatigue. "Finally someone interesting, they seem cool. Befriending them would be fun, no?"

"I hope I never see that idiot again." As always, Rin disagrees with him, and as per usual, Shidou laughs it off.

Isagi. Kunigami. Bachira.

They were the only ones in he knew in his class. He wasn't going to study or heed mind to whatever the teacher would talk about, but he'd at least like to have someone he can pass time with; whether it be discussing future strategies or simply complaining about class together.

Kunigami was the most ideal. Bachira is talkative but at least he doesn't insist a rivalry and constantly praise Rin. There's always a possibility that it's someone outside of his team, in fact it's more likely than not. At least majority of the team (the particularly annoying ones) was older than him; he didn't have to deal with Shidou thirsting over his brother, or watch Otoya hit on every person in his class.

Rin had reminded himself, multiple times, that it can't be that bad. It's simply a desk mate, it's not a requirement for him to befriend them, and if he leaves them alone so will they.

Yet he finds himself absolutely repulsed, and tempted to never return to school again.

"Oh, it's you again!" Unfortunately. Of course you leave him no option but to continue the conversation.

"Ew." Rin brings out his textbooks, despite knowing damn well he'll end up day dreaming throughout the entirety of class.

"You still upset about losing to me this morning?"

"I don't lose."

"I stayed ahead of you for an entire lap while I was there."

"It was one lap. All you did was interrupt practice."

"You still lost." Little shit. You rest your chin on your palm, gazing at him. "Please take care of me, it'll be boring here."

It's not a bad seat, at the very back, right next to the window (your side of the desk). Being off task and remaining unnoticed was easy, and there was the pale blue to admire whenever Rin pleased. Though he's not sure if the beauty of the sky is worth dealing with you.

"Doesn't count. I was training all morning."

"So was I."

"Indoors. You have the privileges of air conditioning." Rin recalls every club indoors; basketball, judo, and badminton. He knows it's not basketball because you weren't there when he met Rukawa. If it were judo you would've been wearing a different uniform to him. Which left badminton as the last option (not that it matters).

You don't yield. "Coach says no to air con anyways. Summer indoors without ventilation is worse."

"Not my problem. Badminton courts are miniature. Practically non existent in comparison to the field." Rin grows impatient, he's waiting for you to get bored and stay silent.

"How did you know I play badminton? Am I that popular already?" You cup your face and give him doe eyes; resembling the expression Bachira makes whenever he pleads. "You want my number?"

It takes a lot not to let out another 'ew'. "Of course n—"

"Itoshi." The teacher scolds, pausing the lesson as all eyes turn to the two of you at the back. Their livid authority silences the both of you. "Stop talking before I send you out in the corridor."

Rin opens his mouth to defend himself, to tell the teacher that you started the conversation. But it's too late, as they face the blackboard and resume the lesson.

"Yeah, Itoshi." You whisper, shit eating grin and mischief dancing in your eyes. You turn to your workbook before he can respond, acting as if you never spoke to him in the first place.

Rin's not sure if he'll survive the school year.

Today seemed to be getting worse by every second.

The moment the bell rang, Rin found himself sprinting out of the classroom, rushing past Isagi despite having the same destination of after school practice. The hours of the school day had felt like years instead, freedom felt like an eternity ago.

He can't help it when he was trapped with you, stuck at the back of the classroom with your random yet irritating conversations; even when he doesn't respond he still keeps getting scolded, he never misses the way you stifle a laugh with a trembling hand.

Rin had hoped after school practice would take his mind off things, yet he found everyone seated together on the field, distress evident within the atmosphere.

"The hell is going on here?" Rin's callous tone contrasts the rest of the group. Bachira and Isagi catch up to Rin, approaching him from behind; equally confused, though in a less aggressive manner. "Where's Ego?"

"He said something came up, so Reo and Nagi ditched." Kunigami responds, eyes wide with what seems to be stressed. "Either way, we're fucked. Like really badly."

Rin hasn't known Kunigami for long, but anyone can tell that he's resilient; body building takes great discipline and patience, and he doesn't cower in the face of challenge.

"What's wrong, Kunigamikinnikun? If it's us then nothing will be too hard." Silently, Rin agrees with Bachira's optimism. In middle school he defeated the top school in the district despite having such a lousy team. This time everyone's dedicated to the sport and his teammates are all capable.

"No— Bachira you don't get it—"

Shidou chokes back a laugh, so does Karasu and Otoya.

"It feels weird seeing Kunigami like this..." Isagi places his bag down and joins everyone on the ground. Bachira and Rin mimic the action. "So, what happened?"

With a sigh, Chigiri explains, "Our seniors just told us that we have to do somewhat well in school to participate in competitions."

"That's fine. Just pass art and PE." Isagi shrugs. "I'm sure you'll get it if you study a bit."

Chigiri's hand goes on Isagi's shoulder. "No, we have to pass everything. Otherwise no soccer for us."

"Really...?" Isagi looks like he's just been stabbed. "Never mind, Kunigami we are so screwed."

Shidou bites back another laugh, to the point he's beginning to shake with amusement. Karasu and Otoya don't even bother concealing their entertainment.

"Are you serious?" This was a genuine issue; Rin had the advantage of being bilingual but that only handles one subject. He hasn't paid any attention in class ever since primary, let alone have any comprehension of what the curriculum was like this term.

Shidou's eyes remain glued to Chigiri's attempts to console the other first years and Yukimiya trying to (politely) silence Otoya and Karasu's teasing. "Yeah. We're all just here for because it's our local high school, but it happens to care about academics."

"Then how did you participate in competitions?" Surely if Shidou could pass, then so could Rin.

Shidou shrugs "I'm good at biology. Science in general too."

"Highly doubt it."

"Shall I explain to you how babies are made?"

"No."

His refusal goes ignored. "When mummy and daddy love each other very much— it's different for me and your brother though, shall I explain that instead—?"

Rin objects; standing up and escaping Shidou's peculiar obsession with Sae, if only he could've went to school with his mother's surname instead.

"You'll be okay, it's not that hard." Yukimiya attempts to comfort Bachira and Isagi, who were still sulking over the bad news. "If I can do it, so can you. Even Shidou senpai could do it, multiple times."

Isagi has his head in his hands, seated at the bus stop next to Bachira. "Not everyone is a genius Yukimiya senpai. I don't even want to consider Shidou senpai human." That, Rin could agree with.

Practice today had gone well, surprisingly, even if there were multiple arguments and Rin almost found himself tempted to fistfight Shidou. But the adrenaline of soccer soon wore off, and now Isagi and Bachira were back to brooding.

Yukimiya doesn't give up comforting them. "I'm not a genius, just thirty minutes a day after school, revise everything you learnt in class."

"How am I supposed to do that—? I don't even remember what I ate for breakfast today." Bachira sounds like he's on the brink of insanity, in a miserable context rather than the usual energetic one.

Rin notices the sigh Yukimiya holds back. "Then 30 minutes of reading, it's a good start and your vocabulary will improve, whether it be fiction or non fiction. I'll recommend you a few, and lend you them."

"Yukimiya senpai." For once, Bachira sounds solemn.

"Yes?"

"How long is a full soccer match?"

"An hour and a half— ninety minutes."

"Exactly. Thirty minutes is a quarter of that—"

"Third. If it were a quarter it'd be a hundred and twenty minutes." Rin wasn't initially involved in the conversation, but he physically can't take hearing everything anymore; internally he's begging for the bus to hurry up; to get him home as soon as possible so he can start researching study schedules and compose one of his own.

His mother had gently asked him to try and think more positively throughout his time as a high schooler, he wanted to take her advice seriously, he really wanted to; but that's such a difficult task with how disorganised everything seemed to be.

Isagi pats Bachira on the back. "Working on your times tables is probably better. Not even I would get that wrong."

"Everyone says math is hard, including the smart kids, they make mistakes too—"

"Bachira, it's basic math."

"If you're struggling because of small mistakes then maybe practice exams will help you reduce them...?" It's impressive how Yukimiya hasn't given up yet.

Rin scoffs. "Don't bother, we've already devised strategies without him. I doubt we'll need him anyways."

"And this is why Sae is the better Itoshi."

Yeah, Rin hates high school.

MASTERLIST | TWO

pairing. itoshi rin x reader

synopsis. all itoshi rin ever wanted was a peaceful high school career, his plans go to ruin thanks to the school's badminton genius; entangling their lives— and emotions together.

contents. rivals to lovers, badminton player!reader, sports romance, fluff, high school au

taglist. @yuzurins, @silly-ez, @chigirizzz, @kaiserkisser, @h4nman, @yoimyas, @saetorinrin, @hxniplayz, @certaindreampost, @rroxii, @jar-03, @celestair, @satoruskitchenrag, @kaitfae — bold means i cannot tag you

[raconteur-wanpi]

Apparently people are going crazy with theories over Queen's updated Vivre Card, and while those, as I've complained before, tend to be extremely untrustworthy and full of retcons and decanonized errors, IF it is to be trusted there's so much funny shit to unpack here. I don't even know where to begin. Like.

-The information that MADS was formed 39-40 years ago. The idea that those three stooges (since the other two known members are like, 1-2 decades older) were actual minors when they started building literal chemical weapons of war (16-17 years old) is fucking wild. Lu Feld out there creating new exciting ways to do child labor. Loosing my mind. But it's OK because these are the world's Most Evil Teenagers and they yearn for the unethical science mines.

-It also, apparently lasted for 10 years. Those guys were working together for a decade. Which honestly makes a lot of interactions they have with and about each other both make more sense and way funnier. I guess Vegapunk feeling the need to keep Caesar around even during the Punk Hazard days, despite the fact that he's. well. himself, makes more sense considering he had already worked with the guy for a decade. That will numb you to a lot of red flags lmao. It also makes the Neo MADS cover story of Judge initially not recognizing Caesar, absolutely hysterical. Who the fuck are you (directed at a guy he worked with for ten whole years).

-Yeah let's get it out of the way, if this vivre card information is canon, Mr. The Plague has a son he's abandoned. People are going wild trying to figure out who it is and everyone's either banking on Weevil (which feels like, he's more likely to be just a failed clone of Newgate, so I'm not sure if it's him? Still could work I guess.) and. let's get it out of the way. Franky. And unfortunately for everyone, not only does the timeline line-up perfectly, like, too perfectly (his son is stated to be 36 years old and abandoned at the age of 10, when Queen was already with the Beast Pirates). Franky is 36, abandoned at the age of 10, and stated his parents were pirates. But also, Franky never saw Queen in his human form (only in his dino form) back at Onigashima so like. so he couldn't have made any comments about him. I have no idea if it's true. But like, can you fucking imagine. Can you imagine. Not one. Two. Two Strawhats that were abandoned by their MADS fathers. That's so funny. And tragic. Can anyone in this organization be normal about children for ONCE I am begging you. I'm including Vegapunk in this; what the fuck is going on with the Seraphim. Heartbreaking: the last five people on the planet that should ever be having any kids keep having and/or picking up kids. Anyway yeah, this could easily be a bait and switch but the fact this is a possibility is haunting me. I don't know if I believe it, but I kind of want to.

-Oh yeah, his real name is Scien. You know. like Science. Apparently. Which is very stupid but also kinda fun. Honestly if it was romanized as something like "Psien" or "Saien" or "Psion" or "Scion" or "Cyan" it'd probably feel less goofy.

That's it that's all the new info. It is completely useless but mildly entertaining to me in extremely funny ways. Have fun and do what you will with it.

[wifey-ohara]

Blood Like Fire. Burns The Same Way

Miguel O'hara&teen!Spidey!Reader (gn)

A/n (oh dear god there's many)

Angst/no happy ending, hurt/abso-fucking-lutly no comfort, theres a major absence of them in this fandom

Literally miguel's life falling on the seems and reader steps on it

Grief, lots of that, hospitals/car accident mentioned, dead character(s)mentioned, abandoned family, replaced family, basically cheating, rubbing slat on wounds, pure evil, well deserved tho, major daddy issues,panic attack,quick mentions of reader physically suffering(i made my spider bite to be very very painful) crying,planty of that,crusing(warn me if i should add more)

Reader acts alot like miguel and picked alot from him even without meeting him, manners, intelligence ect.. they also wear reading glasses,but they don't necessary need them seeing as they're a spider

The reader is evil,cold, unfeeling to miguel,they only make it worst , getting their revenge and getting it fast

Shoud be gender natural if i didn't slip (do tell me if i did so i can fix it)

i did proof read this but i haven't slept in more them 24 hours so correct me where i go worng

You're half way through your new book when lyla appeared above the book, catching your attention

"lyla?" you asked the AI, she looked frantic, worried, which made you, in return, worried

She never gets like this, unless it was something serious, mostly about the multi-verse

"y/n! The canon happened! Miguel he's-"

Oh

The "canon" happened

You stooped listening to her and worring about it, expression going blank, eyes falling to book to resume your reading, it was more interesting then his "canon"

Lyla fell silent above up, her figure flinshing back slightly "y-y/n?" she hesitated, something you know she did on purpose

Your eyes snapped up to her, your reading glasses' frame divided your eye sight in half, lifting an eyebrow, you waited for her to continue

"miguel is coming back... " she said, hopeful, yet knowing the reality of the situation

Miguel o'hara , your biological father, left you and your mother on your fifth birthday to go live with another family, raising another daughter claiming that it's the best for the universe.

You lived with your mother for the rest of her days, 11 years to be more exact

She would always praise your father to you, saying how much of a great man he is, and how he's out there leaving his two most beloveds to save this universe

You smiled at her and pretended to believe her, because you know that deep down, she didn't mean a word of it

And you didn't need to reach deep down to know, in fact, all you needed were mere touches on your cyan screen, activate a camera, to see him smiling at a mother that wasn't yours, a family that wasn't his and most of all, a daughter that wasn't you

He left when you were 5,your mother left when you were 16

you were bitten at that age too, sitting on your mother's grave, angry at your mother for leaving, angry at your dad because he doesn't know that she left and most of all angry at yourself for thinking about him in such a moment, that's when it happened, a little pinch at first, you thought nothing of it, but by the time you reached your room, you were crying, kicking and screaming, hell running through your flesh, lyla hovering around trying to offer words of comfort but to no avail

And that's what you call, your "canon" For becoming a spider, suffering alone..(it was actually losing your mother, but hey! Maybe with both being absent you'll have more powers?!)

You weren't put into an orphanage because you were almost 18 with stable income and good grades, one thing you could thank your father over is his pay check and his intelligence,, which you question from time to time if it was your mother's, and she decided to keep it hidden

After alot and of studying the multi-verse (mostly out of spite to prove that miguel didn't actually need to leave, to which he didn't, it was a canon for that girl to lose her father, by him being in the picture the universe he's in will get destroyed when her canon becomes his and he loses her!)

but then again, that lab that only opens to him was proof, of your intelligence, since it's your lab/work place now,, only opens at your command, full of your tools and projects, would he ask for it back? Not that you would give it to him,, it doesn't belong to him anymore, hell, nothing in this house does

By the time you re-surfaced from your dark thoughts you were already washing dinner's dishes, damn, you didn't even enjoy it, you rolled your eyes, as lyla flew around mumbling stuff under her breath, she sounds like fly, you held in your smile

You dried the last plate when you senced it, your face dropped and lyla paused.

He was here

You acted like nothing is happening, wiping the counters, your back facing the entery of which he'd reach a few seconds after unlocking the door

Lyla disappeared, probably not wanting to deal with the tension coming in the shape of traitor with bloody,torn clothes, messy head of hair, red,puffy eyes, and barely standing on his two damn feet

You heard him pause right before reaching the opening that signals the end of foyer and the beginning of the huge living room, dinning room and kitchen tied to it, the only thing separateing them were bits of walls and counters

You can hear his confusion, and damn it was funny, confused why didn't his "true love waits forever" wife come hurring to his side already? the memory of her wishing every night in that hospital that his mission was over and he'll come to her the next morning as you try to fall asleep in her side in that uncomfortable hospital chair ignited your hate for him like gasoline to a fire

He's dragging his feet carefully now, wondering why hasn't his daughter come with her mother yet, standing behind her, leaning on the door pillar, looking up at him like he was a gift sent from the sky, a dream came true, a legend proven real, a hero coming from war

You almost laughed at the idea, if it wasn't for his breath hitching at the sight of you

You were wiping down the stove now, pretending to be blissfully unaware of him, despite all your spider sences screaming at you to turn around, either fight back or swing away, even they knew he was a stranger

The stove and counter were half way through their third wipe down when he finally spoke

".. Hey" a broken, shell of a word

You turned around to face him, acting like you knew he was there, or that he'd been there for ages already, and both were correct, but he wouldn't know that

"hey" you repeated, voice louder but not attacking, monotoned to match you deadpan stare at his redish eyes

He took a sharp breath, the lack of reaction having caught him off guard, ego reversing itself back into a tiny black dot

You looked him up and down, features like an ironed shut book to him, good.

"um.. Do you know who i am? " he asked, confused, does he think you were not his?

You almost huffed out a laugh before swallowing it down by "Miguel O'hara?" it was worded like a question, toned like a state of the obvious, he almost folded in on himself, seemingly smaller, somehow..

"yes but what else? "

You snapped

He dares ask what else, as if he ever played any else it your life

Traitor, lier, cheater-

"-my sperm donor" you said, an extended hand, to give him a slap on the face

His eyes widen with horor

"where- where is your mother! " he was the one to snap, sharp yet weak, and you could almost see him yelling, blaming your mother "i leave to save this whole universe and what do you do??? Tell them I'm their sperm donor?!? You felt nothing towards me or my honor to tell them anything else!... You never really loved me huh?"

So you kept staring

" where is your mother? " words more confident this time, more angry

You swallow the knot in your stomach that brings tears to your eyes

It was now or never, break him or make him, and you're not a maker

"she was my canon event" you said, and you hoped that the hallowness of your voice did a good job in hiding the sadness that came with it

It takes him a moment,, then two, until he looks genuinely terrified, red-eyes becoming glossy, quickened breath turns into pants and little dry sobs, legs finally buckling down, arm reach to the nearest surface to insure a safe(r) landing, other hand reaching for his throat, tearing what's left of that blue and red suit of his, it was almost comical how it happned

Little pants turned into heaving "h-how-why-y.. What-" the rest you couldn't make out even of you tried

"car accident, last year, stayed three weeks in the hospital after they told us that even if she survives she'll suffer, do they pulled out the plug, by her call " you let the high walls get even higher because no way you are crying in front of this unfeeling man, no matter how much emotions are currently being on full blast in front of you right now

More heaving in hopes of enough oxygen to enter his lungs and calm his storm of thoughts

"the last weekshe stayed alive waiting for you, she was almost certain that you'll come see a last time" you didn't usually like rubbing slat in open wounds, but his look like a delicious meal for you

And there it was- that heart-crushing sob,that sounds like chocking and feels like it too, that always come with more tears then you know what to do with, as he leaned on the wall hands on his face,plams pressing into his eye sockets,,tears somehow still a stream down his face,despite the un-humanly possible pressure he's using..

For the first time since he entered, you took a step, out of the kitchen, then another, until you were in front of him...

He stilled a bit by your closer presence, and you resisted urge to laugh at him, he really thinks you're gonna be here for him? after everything? What a fool

You inhaled, his scent ten times in your lungs, well more of a mixture of salt, ash, dust, blood, sweat and if you focus enough a, colone

"your room is the same as always, bedding is the closet,clothing is as well , there is some leftovers in the fridge, do. Not. try and open any other room, they're not yours anymore" and with that you sealed you lips again

If he stilled before, now he froze, all tense

You stood back up, turned around and started walking to your lab

"lyla" you requested, the lighting figure appear within rhe second, face scrunched up and worried "yes y/n?"

"do help him if he asks, I'm done here" you almost added if asks nicely lyla turned to see that horrific sight, with a gasp, she turned towards you, but was cut off by his , repeated, quick, wet, inhales that only come with a scream as hurtful as death itself, been there, done that,

Before he reaches a range to let out a scream, you closed the lab's door and the sound proof walls done their job, having some homework to do and projects to work on.

Blocking a horrible, terrible, scream and grief and regret, tainted not by one, but four sets of blood, one still so warm and running down his skin as you breath when you closed the distance between you two, to throw ice at his boiling oil...

This took me almost 4 hours,short for my liking tbh

I think imma add a few more parts to this, to fully fefill the title's meaning, not sure tho, what yall think?

[magentainbio]

hey undertale/deltarune fandom im dumping a bunch of headcanons on you that may or may not be popular/adopted from other people or just might be flat out canons

spoilers for undertale, undertale yellow, and deltarune, i suppose.

- Kris wishes they could wear something besides the same shirt constantly but don't feel like doing anything about it

- Frisk had a rough life at home and Toriel might have reminded them of it a little bit at first. this rough life is possibly why they climbed Mt. Ebott in the first place.

- If Ralsei is evil, he doesn't have it in him to betray the party. I don't think he is, though, and with the direction the story is going think he will be more of a "What you're doing, even if you don't realize it, is wrong" and then he gets all sad and apologizes, changing for the better.

- Frisk's trait is Love, and not Determination. They just happen to possess a large amount of Determination.

- Gaster

- Sans knows all about the multiverse. He studies it as a hobby because it's a special interest of his. He's studied the timeline, the Deja Vu monsters tend to get, all of it. He is a nerd who likes to crack jokes. And neurodivergent.

- I think Charrator theory is true, and I think Chara had some time before Frisk fell down to examine their actions. Possibly realized what they did was wrong. When we do the Geno route, it's like that part of them is reawakened, and they manifest, forever taking control when we aren't. They continue playing along with our silly schemes, but the change we did? It's permanent.

- I like to imagine Flowey has some sense of empathy or feeling. I don't think he does. But, I like to imagine.

- Asgore is bi. Do I need to elaborate??

- I like to imagine Gaster just watching everything from the Void. We don't know enough about him to really *know* anything about him, but I like to imagine him watching over the Underground, cheering from the sidelines, watching over his boys Sans and Papyrus as they do their silly little things

- Heats Flamesman is the knight /j

- Papyrus forces the UTY and UT gangs together, it goes horrible at first but eventually things work out.

- Sans acting completely apathetic and monotone is a coping mechanism

- Sans studied the multiverse, but also some psychology. He understands emotions better than most, reading people's minds just by their body language.

- Sans has tried to explain to Papyrus in at least one timeline the entire multiverse theory and Papyrus just didn't get it

- Common theory, I know, but Kris, Susie, and Ralsei form a trio: Red, Green, and Blue. More notably, Kris, Susie, and Noelle form a much closer trio of: Magenta, Cyan, and Yellow. Just a blind guess based off of this, Noelle might be more important than Ralsei.

- Sans is not the only one aware of the world's mechanics, by a long shot. Frisk knows of them through our help, Flowey has directly messed with the world, Asgore is at least aware of the other children loading their saves. Shopkeeper Tem is just... somehow completely aware of your resets. All monsters get a sort of Deja Vu.

- I feel after the Pacifist ending of UTY Ceroba never truly let go. She either let go of her resentment after Kanako was sent back, or sometime after meeting Alphys and promptly attacking her. Maybe both.

- The cast of UT never really understood the harm they did to the cast of UTY. besides flowey. buut, in the end, Flowey honestly helped everyone whether he meant to or not.

- We, the Player, are just always there. We tell people what to do. We are, however, attached to different hosts for different reasons. Maybe there's some higher power pulling the strings, moving us around. Maybe there's just a system.

- Papyrus isn't naïve. He's quite clever and powerful. He just isn't really bothered by a lot. Not enough for it to matter to him, anyways.

- Asgore has to force himself to agree that ehat he's doing is right. Always. It hurts him, but I think UT is his breaking point, where he can't take it anymore. He's being dealing with everything for so long, and... There's just something about them. Frisk. That reminds him so much of Asriel. He can't keep his guard up around them.

is this list too long yet

im stopping here for now

I accidentally posted this without tags whoops

[simp999]

Coroika Mask x Reader Oneshot - One of Those Days, With a Twist.

Wc: 1.6k

A/N: NOT CANON to my 'Various! Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd reader' story!! This is like,, a. Mask path. In the future - which is not what I'm doing.

Taglist: @blackholequeen

Masterlist

A soft knock was heard through Mask's bedroom door. No answer. Though you knew he was there- you had heard a few sneezes as well as sniffling moments earlier. It almost sounded like he purposely went quiet as soon as he had heard the knock reverberate through his room.

The cyan team had called you up after their leader refused to leave his room or allow anyone in there. You often spent time playing video games with them and making them proper meals- they can't live off of ramen, after all. You were like the parent of the team, in a way - despite being the same age as them.

You sighed and left for a moment, him copying your action once he heard the footsteps disappear. It didn't take long before you came back, though, and you warned him you were coming in-not giving him the chance to object besides a slight groan.

His cheek was glued to his pillow, facing away from the door. You calmly put down the tea you had gone to make for him to ease his sickness, and the sound of the mug on his end-table along with you having to move a bit of trash aside to make room for it was enough for him to lazily face you. His brows slightly unfurrowed after properly realising who has entered his room- he was very out of it and didn't completely recognise who the voice belonged to when you had called out earlier. He had only recognised to soft tone, and that told him it was someone that was... less likely to irritate him. You put down your backpack.

With a hushed tone, you urged him to sit up. He did so reluctantly.

"C'mon Mask, let's get some meds into you. That'll help."

The poor boy looked like a kicked puppy when he turned to face you properly-his fever sure wasn't fun. His face was all red and puffy, and you had noticed his nose was running. You offered him his water bottle to take the meds with. Before he could lie back down, you cut him off:

"Ah-ah, hold on," You grabbed the mug of tea from earlier, "This should be cool enough now. Your throat is sore, right? This'll ease it."

You sat on the edge of his bed, after adjusting his bedsheets that were nearly falling off the bed.

"You know, all this trash in here can't be helping,"

You tone was soft and genuine, not an accusatory one. Yet he still looked at you with a look of 'Does it look like I'm in the right form to be cleaning?'

You chuckled softly, "I know, I know. Just sayin'." You kicked your feet as you waited for him to finish his drink. He was taking a while, so you decided to take up some cleaning yourself. You began to absentmindedly clean up the garbage, which eventually turned to organising things once you were done with that. You rambled on about your day as you cleaned. You knew he was fine with it as long as you weren't too loud, given he likely had a headache. What you didn't know was that he very much enjoyed when you rambled- your soft voice had always been comforting to him. He often found himself just barely smiling to himself when you did so. You didn't notice- too preoccupied.

You found spare joycons and a gameboy behind a dresser, and a bunch of other small items that were lying around that were now properly put away. Of course the room wasn't perfectly clean- it's not like you had dusted or used any cleaning products nor vacuumed, but it was a great improvement. You thought about dusting the room for him when he was gone but... he barely left his room. You'd do it later, or get Luna to if you were gone.

"Is there anything esle I can do for you?"

He sat in a daze.

"Mask?"

"Hm?"

You shook your head with a smile on your face, "Are you tired, my dear?"

He never did get used to your pet names, despite you constantly using them on the cyan team members constantly. He never said he didn't like them, so you continued to use them with him.

He softly nodded.

That was a lie, but he wasnt sure what else to do. Well- not a complete lie, he was always a bit tired. But he had just napped for quite a while.

Before you left, he thanked you in a quiet, raspy voice. You went off to go play some SquidRacer with the cyan team, remembering to not be too loud.

Which left him with his thoughts.

Now, it was one of those days. He felt somewhat miserable and lost, just wantong the day to pass by. He wasn't thinking quite straight either.

He couldn't help but begin overthinking all your pet names, and the way you took care of him. This wasn't the first time, and he hoped it wouldn't be the last. He thought that was a selfish thing to hope for. Maybe it was. He lost track of time as he remembered all the moments you'd spent together, slowly growing closer. He saw the reluctance in your hold when you'd go to touch him for any reason- you always wanted to make sure he was comfortable, and you knew he didn't like physical touch. Desi was a big fan of physical contact, he noticed, and it seemed you were as well. You and the other cyan team members often snuggled under blanket while gaming or watching movies. He couldn't tell what this feeling was. Was it jealousy? He didn't like physical contact, thought. Was it confusion? Surely. But then he realised how you seemed to mostly dote on him of all the members. Always taking care of him.

Did you think he was weak? Unable to take care of himself? You had to remind him to take his anti-depressants sometimes- did you think he was irresbolsible? You had just cleaned him room for him, sure you thought those things to be true. Then why did you stick around? Because you felt bad for him? He grew irritated and tear began brimming his eyes. The itchiness he felt all over didn't help either, nor did the mucus forming in his throat.

Soon enough, you came rushing in to him having a coughing fit and struggling to breathe. You gently rubbed circles over his back without a second thought, offering him a tissue to cough into.

"Shh, shh. Breathe for me, okay? Breathe with me," You began doing some breathing exercises that he could follow along to.

Once he finally calmed down, he felt so...weak. Small. Questioning why you continued to help him. You stopped rubbing his back, and he faltered, a bit sad. But you were quick to softly wipe his tears away with your thumb and caress his cheek when you noticed he seemed to be enjoying the physical contact. He absentmindedly leaned into your touch. The two of you stayed silent for a while. You got up to close the door, then sat back down next to him- closer that usual. He - uncharacteristically, weakly grabbed onto your hand, distracting himself by admiring your fingers. He didn't know what ese to do. He didn't want you to leave, but he didn't want to say it out loud.

He had one burning question on his mind.

"Why do you stay with me?"

"Because I care about you,"

It was as simple as that.

"I know you don't like happy squids, but I can tell when you're happier than usual, and that makes me glad to see. It's comforting, and gives me a purpose, "

"A purpose?"

You nod, not wishing to go into detail. In short, he gave you something to look forward to every day.

You two have been through a lot- many days where you thought he may not make it, or was afraid you'd lose him to a coughing fit where he couldn't get a breath in. But you stood by his side no matter what. You went out of your way to get him and his team out of the house- usually to the arcade or out for dinner. They seriously needed more sunlight, you joked.

You hoped to give Mask a reason. A purpose.

And you did.

He was going to ask you something, but all that came out was a rasped mumble. His throat hurt too much. So he slid down into his bedsheets, and reluctantly lied down on your lap, looking up at you as if to ask if it was okay. You smiles. He never was this physically affectionate.

But maybe it wasn't so bad. You enjoyed it after all-his physical affection. So he gave it a shot. You began absentmindedly petting his tentacles to soothe him. He was breathing much better now, and you softly smiled as he began to drift off.

Maybe you'd finally ask him on a small date once he was feeling better. Of course, you'd take good care of him until then.

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June.8.24

[data-expunged-0]

Apex Predator

Yeah, this is a rewrite of that shitty pred!tommy fic that I wrote a while back.

Anyways, this fic contains soft, safe vore, mentioned fatal vore(don't worry nobody dies in this), angst, and vague threats. Don't like, don't read.

Also, THIS IS ABOUT THE CANON CHARACTERS, NOT THE CREATORS For those of you who can't tell the difference, canon Dream, or c!Dream, is the one who was tortured in a prison. Content creator Dream, or cc!Dream, is the one who does 3v1 Minecraft manhunt rematches every other day.

You scrambled through the forest as Sam chased after you, rain pitter-pattering on the muddy ground. "Just stop running already! Quackity and I just want to talk!" You knew damn well Sam was lying. If he 'just wanted to talk', then he wouldn't have his trident out.

The event was clear in your mind. You owned a home near Quackity's casino in Las Nevadas, and Quackity had called you, asking you to come to his office one last time to have a 'friendly chat.' He then threw a weird, cyan splash potion that shrank you to a fraction of your height and ordered Sam to kill you.

You couldn't outrun Sam. You knew you couldn't. He was far faster than you could ever be. But that didn't mean he was smarter.

Well, he probably was smarter, but he relied on some sort of thermal vision to find keep track of where you were going. He was never much of a tracker, so he had to be tracking something that wasn't scent, since the gas mask would throw that off. Your eyes darted around the forest floor, desperately looking for something you could throw at him or something. You then spotted a puddle of mud.

I saw a guy do this in a toothpaste ad once, you thought to yourself as you covered yourself in mud. You grimaced at its weird texture as it partially dried, but it was either that or getting caught by Sam.

Sam slowed to a stop near you, looking around and sniffing the air. Eventually, he walked right past you, continuing his search. You breathed a sigh of relief once he was out of earshot, but then you heard footsteps. Loud footsteps. And... crying?

Suddenly, Tommyinnit burst through some nearby foliage. From what you'd heard, Dream was messing with Tommy while he was in exile. By the looks of it, Dream had taken things too far.

Unlike Sam, who relied on thermal vison to see you, Tommy spotted you almost immediately. "Reader? Is that you? What are you doing here?" "I- long story."

Suddenly, you heard paws impacting against the muddy ground. Sam was coming back. He'd probably heard you and Tommy talking. Tommy could tell from the fear in your eyes that you needed to hide.

Tommy went through his options in his head. He could shove you in his pocket and run, but Sam would hear him. He could put you in his hoodie pocket, but Sam would hear him and his favorite hoodie would be ruined. There was only one more option, but you wouldn't like it.

"Reader, I have an idea on how we can get out of here, but you need to trust me." "Okay. What's the plan?" "There's no time to explain. You're completely sure that you trust me?" "Yes! Now hurry up!"

Tommy grabbed you with both hands, and you immediately regretted telling him to hurry up. He haphazardly shoved you in his mouth, licking the mud off your clothes and face as you tried not to scream, desperately hoping he wasn't going to do what you thought he was.

Those hopes were immediately crushed as his tongue guided you to the back of his mouth and towards his throat, you bit your tongue until it bled to keep yourself from screaming.

You slid down his esophagus and into his stomach with a wet plop. There, you cried as quietly as you could, hearing Tommy talk to Sam.

"Tommy, have you seen Reader anywhere? I was just looking for them." "Nope. Sorry, big man."

Sam sighed, then walked away. Tommy tried to find a spot next to the tree that wasn't muddy. He sat down, resting one hand on his stomach.

"Alright, so I've got a bit of explaining to do." "No shit, sherlock! What made you think that was a good idea?!" "I dunno, man! I was just..."

Tommy sighed. He didn't really have a good answer. He just knew it would be safe somehow. Neither of you really cared how. Tommy sat under the tree, purring as he started to doze off...

[fridaynightaus]

Made an Monster High AU for Eddsworld, now I'm making one for FNF. I mean a good amount of the characters (both canon and mod) are supernatural anyway so why the hell not?

I made Boyfriend (or as he's called in my and my friend's fanon: Jacob) an Android-Angel hybrid (andgel?) based on two common headcanons for BF: BF being an angel to contrast GF being a demon, and that's he's Hatsune Miku's brother (which I don't subscribe to myself but I can see it). In fact Jacob's clothes were inspired directly from Vocaloid outfits (specifically Len Append and Anode Miku).

And yes I used the same last name from the Soft Mod. I just think it works so well, both since BF's half angel here and it's a nice complement to the last name Dearest, in a way.

Bio and skullette down below!

Bio Parents An Angel (Father) An Android (Mother) Age 16 Killer Style I’m into that techno cyber-idol style. Freaky Flaw I don’t look before I leap, or I should I say: look before I fly. For me it’s always “action first, ask questions later”...or never, in some cases Pet Sera, my dog! Aka THE best girl out there! Favorite Activity

You could say I was born to sing, so you can mostly catch me spitting some bars while chilling with my ghoulfriend. I also like to do sick fingerboard tricks.

Pet Peeve When I’m trying to relax and something happens out of the blue that completely kills the vibe. Favorite Subject Singing of course! Least Favorite Subject Literature. How can anyone read through that stuff and NOT conk out after a few pages? Favorite Color(s) Blue, Cyan, and White Favorite Food(s)

Pepperoni Pizza and Donuts! For drinks I like Ice Tea and Milk, not together of course, that’s nasty.

Friends Amber Dearest (Girlfriend) Pico Benelli Kenji Sakubara Blaze Thorburn Dusk Evans Holt Hyde Elle Eedee

Abilities

Light Manipulaton Jacob can create and manipulate light, which he can use either for utility (ex: lighting up dark areas) and combat.

Emotional Color Change Similar to Kiyomi Haunterly's body, Jacob halo and wings act similar to that of a mood ring, changing colors depending on how he's feeling. It’s normally blue which means he’s happy, dark blue means he’s sad, red means he’s angry, purple means he’s scared, green means he’s disgusted, pink means he’s in love, orange is when he’s annoyed, etc.

Flight He can fly thanks to the wings on his back.

Pain Immunity As he is half android, he cannot feel pain

Immortality Because he is half-angel, he is immortal as well.

Bonus Notes (More to possibly be added in the future)

While Jacob is indeed a hybrid, he wasn’t born in the traditional sense, but rather created. His mother supplied the metal body while his father supplied divine power, the resulting ritual created Jacob.

[gogojetters]

▪︎ REDESIGNING UBERCORN ☆

What if I made an Ubercorn design?? Well, imagine no more, because I just did!! When I redesign the characters, it's always to add more detail and flair, NEVER because I hate a design. Plus, the canon outfits are a little too plain for my art style. So here's what's hopefully the first post in my new redesign series, of Ubercorn!!

I stuck mostly to Ubercorn's 70s and 80s inspired disco look, giving his jumpsuit a bit of an upgrade, making it look a little bit less like a baby's onesie. The top half resembles the canon one a little, still being white with a star pattern, but I deviated from there with a purple star button, a deep neck with a popped collar, blue diamond patches on the arms, and Rainbow sleeve cuffs. The bottom half of the suit deviates a little more from the canon suit, but I encorporated the canon suit's blue into this part, creating a blue-to-teal glittery gradient that stands out amongst the Go Jetters' solid-colour suits. His pants also have the same Rainbow cuffs, creating a bit of unity in the look.

I also tried to encorperate some more modern aesthetics into the look, to account for Ubercorn's love of high technology. I replaced his goggles with a star-shaped visor, with a purple and red gradient which pays homage to his old goggles. Additionally, I decided to give him a protective hairstyle, as in flashbacks or photographs in the episodes, we see that Ubercorn has 4C hair !! I wanted to bring that into his modern look, while still keeping a similar energy to his original hairstyle, so I chose to give him braids, which he wears half put-up, and half down! His tail is also braided, to match ! He also has a little bit of a beard because I just think it looks nice. Don't question how it works if he's covered in fur. Shh. The rest of the design is pretty much the same, with his horn receiving a slight curve, his hooves staying shiny, and giving him some cheek fluff, and earrings. His eyes are a cyan-blue, as I headcanon that Unicorns and other antro horse species to have thevprinter-ink colours as their natural eye colour options. And that's the deep dive into my design !!! ♡♡♡

I really hope that you like my redesign, I'm very proud of it!! I love to create these redesigns, and would eventually like to do the whole cast in this style. This would mean also drawing the Funky Four; Xuli, Kyan, Lars and Foz, then Grandmaster Glitch (& the Grimbots!!) and Tala. I would also love to include my design for JetPad's holographic human form, as to include her in the main group too. If I wanted to further extend it, I could also do Professor Wave, Professor Nouveau, or Finn! I will have to see how I go for time, could take a couple months until I am actually free enough to do all of this, if any. If there's enough positive reception on this, I'll have to get to work sooner !!

As a bonus, I have also made a "Funky Fact File" version, which includes some of my headcanons for Ubercorn (plus some canon stuff!!), and a fun alternate layout. Thank you for reading through this whole post!! ♡♡

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Original Ubercorn Design (For Reference)

[meraki-sunset]

Okay, this two questions are conected so i’ll answer them together. I had multiple reasosns not to save dad crocker

1.       Acording to the postcredits, he never replaced dad egbert in john’s life (even tho they show us how they hug eachother in homestuck when they meet) and John eventually got (aparently) depressed about not having his dad around, but someone who looks like him 

2.       In the prologe, the epilogue and homestuck2 Jane reestablishes Crockercorp, the evil baking corporation, with the epilog and HS2 covering her coruption into the condesce’s true heiress even wearing full red, the empire’s signature color instead and the oposite of cyan, her true color (it might not be 100% canon but it’s canon enough for me) and like they said in the comic, csau Jane could end up the same if she has Dad Crocker as her guardian enableling her to become like hs2 Jane

3.       Also, i really think losing your guardian is a rite of passage in the game, and players are suposed to lose them in order to become true gods

4.       A reason i can’t just exclude is the fact neither one of the dad’s have a face and one of the ways i tell the story is through facial exprecions. I tried to give him a face so i could work with the character but it wasn’t working for me and people didn’t like him.

5.       Nanna is also another reason for dad crocker’s death, through the story nanna became John and Jade’s new guardian, her arc culminating on her getting back her youth and now simbolicaly (and actually for real) taking the role of John and Jade’s mother. On top of that, in the future epilogue, the Harley-egbert’s basically become a big assembled family and dad crocker playing basically the pathernal rol when nanna already was fullfiling the mathernal rol would have been weird as fuck since, Dad Crocker is sort of a clone of Nanna’s son 

In short all the reasons listed below meant i had to delete him from the story 

When it comes to Dad Egbert and Mom Lalonde, John never saved them in canon with the power of retcon probably because he didn’t wanted to change any events terezi didn’t specify on her list and risk dooming the new timeline. And while on csau he DID changed things beyond terezi’s plan (stealing the troll’s bodies and slab beds) taking dad and mom’s bodies may have had unintended consecuenced down the line.

Dad Egbert would have also been a problem to integrate to the story like Dad Crocker for all the same reasons, artstyle, losing your guardian being nescesary, being weird having him a round in the new integrated harley egbert family, not to mention he would also take nanna’s guardian role that she gained during all the comic. It would undo the whole story.

I do regret not being able to save Rose’s mom, i feel like she could have had a lot of growth and i wouldn’t have had any problems integrating her to the story. She could have had really interesting interactions with everybody and be Good Friends with nanna, mirroring Jane and Roxy’s friendship.

But if i saved her with retcon i would have had to save Dad Egbert and that was a big no, so mom had to stay dead.

I’m still playing around with the idea of her coming back but don’t count on it

Another person i wish i couls have saved is Alt!Calliope, but due to the nature of CSAU, it’s explicit that the Alt!Callie we see is the canon one, from canon homestuck, and we only encounter her twice before she causes the blackhole and flies to the HS Epilogue. I can’t change her fate, because she’s just a borrowed character. (another borrowed characters from canon are Ghost!Vriska and Ghost!terezi who end up in the blackwhole with the dancestors, since canonically we don’t know what happened to them, just that they found eachother and got probably sucked by the blackhole eventually)

Aside from that, i found a way to everyone i needed/wanted to save in csau (not to mention whatever happens in the epilogue)

[undercover-author]

Marble Hornets + UnderTale soul color assignment list!!

Jay: Red - Determination.

No matter what, he never gave up, for better ... Or worse. Even before he was shot, he called out to Alex, determined to reason with him and to solve things non-violently. Though, because of this, his determination wound up being his downfall. Didn't anyone ever tell him that too much of a virtue could be a vice?

Masky: Orange - Bravery.

He certainly was brave, alright. Bravery isn't the lack of fear. No, true bravery is perseverance through your fears. Along with that, Masky's first solution to any problem is to tackle it. If that's not bravery, and maybe a little bit of stupidity, I don't know what is.

Alex: Yellow - Justice

While yes, Alex is a murderer; he was, in his own, sick and twisted way, looking for justice. He believed that because of this fact, his actions were justified. My opinions on Alex Kralie are a topic for another day, but I will say, I do not think he is a good person, nor do I think he was justified. Nonetheless, he tried to kill Tim in the name of justice. He tried to kill everyone he knew had the Operator Sickness to destroy the Operator. For Justice.

Jessica: Green - Kindness

I was tempted to assign her integrity, but she did lie to Jay a few times. Reasonably so, since at the time she had no idea who she was. But she was one of the kindest people in the whole series. She got a call from a stranger about her missing roommate and upon hearing that Amy was, in fact, not with Alex, she was willing to go to great lengths to help find her. The last thing we hear from her is that she wanted to meet Jay, asking where he was. Then, when Tim had fallen to the ground in a coughing fit, she asked, "Should I call an ambulance?!" She resembles true kindness in the hellish world that is Marble Hornets

Hoodie: Cyan - Patience

Oh, this man is nothing if not patient. Maybe a little god comlex-y but that's... actually, no, that's a part of my point. Hoodie seemed to feel that he was both in control of everything and in control of nothing. To me, he seemed to set up pieces and wait for them to all fall into place. He'd post a cryptic totheark entry and wait for Jay to crack the code. He'd lure people to places and wait for them to find whatever he sent them there for. He was patient with Jay and how thick his skull could be. Though, he was less patient with Tim in season three, when his control began to slip out of his hands, Hoodie still tried to give him time. Even in the end, when his fate was expressly clear, he simply waited for his time and when it came he let go.

Brian: Blue - Integrity

I define integrity with the definition I was told in the second grade; Doing the right thing, even when no one is watching, even when nobody asks. Now, originally, I was going to assign Brian kindness. He and Jessica would have been switched. But, going off the definition I just gave, kindness would be encompassed into it. I would like to say Brian had a lot of integrity. He invited Alex to go with himself and Tim to dinner, he auditioned for Marble Hornets in the first place, wishing to help his friend with his project, so on. But I'd like to turn your attention to entry 51, this is where I feel Brian's integrity is on full display. He is anxious about trespassing, but still wants to help Alex. Once he wakes up, though, what is his main concern? Finding Alex, likely to make sure he's okay. What does he do when he discovers Tim? Brian rushes to his side with worry very clear in his voice. He even tries to help him up to get Tim the fuck outa there. (It's very likely not Tim, rather being Masky, but not the point here.) Brian could have just as easily ran the hell away, but he wanted to help his friends, even if it was risky one way or another.

Tim: Purple - Knowledge

Prefacing this with the fact that I know the canon virtue for the purple soul is perseverance and while, yes, that would fit Tim, I personally like to say it's knowledge because determination and perseverance are essentially the same thing and I think knowledge or curiosity would fit the items better.

With this one, I'd like to focus on the fact that from the start, Tim had more knowledge than he let on. Of course, it was limited due to his amnesia and, for the sake of debate, dissociation. In this paragraph, we are separating Masky from Tim and going along with the popular theory that Tim has Dissociative Identity Disorder because that is how I, personally perceive his character. But, time and time again, it's hinted that Tim knows so much more than he lets Jay see and eventually, we, too, come to know most, if not all of what he went through and the knowledge he kept

BONUS!!

Seth: Blue - Integrity

Seth really was just trying to help Alex out. Even after Alex's whole blow up at him, he still apologized.

Sarah: Cyan - Patience

If there was a color for sass, I'd give her that, but working with hot-headed Kralie, you know damn well she had to have a hell of a lot of patience working with him

Amy: Green - Kindness

Even after Alex lied to her however many times she did, she still stayed with him. It caused her premature death, but until the very end, all she ever did was love him. GOD I LOVE AMY

Tunnel Guy: Blue - Integrity

This man saw a stranger in a tunnel and went to try and help him since he was concerned for Alex's wellbeing. This man!! Saw a total stranger!! And tried to help him!! AND HE GOT KILLED FOR IT!!! BRUHH???

[sebastianandpainterkisser4]

Ice Climber

The Climber is a stuffed man (one of those common "white face" cloth mannequins). His body is covered in white plush fabric. He has brown outlined cartoon-like eyes with brown pupils, which he drew on himself with mud.

Climber wears a jacket that has a zipper all the way to a turtle neck that is attached to his jacket. The jacket has darker grey sleeves which have light grey elbow pads on both of his elbows and segmented at the shoulders. He wears darker grey pants with lighter grey tips near the ankles and segmented at the joints of both knees. He wears a black belt with a shiny buckle that sits tight on his waist above his jacket. He wears grey gloves that display lighter gray fingers. He wears a darker grey helmet on his head with a lighter gray border on the front bottom. He also wears dark grey shoes with a line on the sides and with spiky-like platforms.

Personality

Climber is a shy, somewhat neurotic, and simple-minded cloth mannequin with very solid morals of friendship. Climber believes in making himself useful to just about anyone he meets, regardless of what the task they have is. He’s also very naive, so he’s likely to believe anything told to him. That doesn’t mean he’s stupid though, he's just never really been exposed to the real world. Despite this, he can also be upbeat and cheery when he wants to be. The only time you will ever see Climber angry is if his fears about his usefulness get involved, or when The Big Bad's energy gets to him. He also seems to not like fire or cigarettes when seen by his interaction with Chimbley.

Weapon

A pick-axe; Climber found the pick-axe a few hours before Clarice revived him many years previous. Clarice complimented on the find, saying the tool fit him, thus leading to Climber using it as his weapon of choice.

The Climber has no abilities or powers to speak of, in fact without a weapon Climber can't do any damage. This is due to the fact he’s basically a big walking pillow, although this also grants him the advantage of being so light that he can be rapid and is able to easily dodge attacks (but to a certain extent). He can fight, though he has to swing his pick-axe to pick up as much momentum as possible to do damage. His attacks still can hurt though, if enough momentum and speed is built up. This is shown in his battle with Skye or Dood frequently.

Ability

The Climber has no abilities or powers to speak of, in fact without a weapon Climber can't do any damage. This is due to the fact he’s basically a big walking pillow, although this also grants him the advantage of being so light that he can be rapid and is able to easily dodge attacks (but to a certain extent). He can fight, though he has to swing his pick-axe to pick up as much momentum as possible to do damage. His attacks still can hurt though, if enough momentum and speed is built up. This is shown in his battle with Skye or Dood frequently.

Weakness

Climber is a cloth mannequin, so by default, he's extremely flammable. He seems to be aware of this and avoids going near fire at all cost. He also has a very weak area around his waist, where he can be easily split into two, though it doesn’t happen near as much anymore. It almost happened as he tried to save Chimbley, but the Washer Woman managed to save him before anything truly bad happened. It is also mentioned that he could be weak to water.

Canon rounds

Climber VS Barrington (WON)

Climber VS Shadoboxxer (WON)

Climber VS O.M.G (WON)

Climber VS Skye (WON)

Climber VS Chimbley (WON)

Climber VS Dood (WON)

Climber VS Red (WON)

Trivia

Climber is the first place winner of the OCT (Original Character Tournament) ENDZONE hosted by Endling on deviantART. Due to this, Climber is somewhat known amongst many DA members.

Climber doesn’t like getting wet, presumably due to him being made of plush material.

If Climber was to run out of energy, it would be theoretically called his death.

His favourite colour is cyan.

Other

Climber's CANON DeviantArt reference.

-climber