#Character: San-Sam

[apocryphalfiles]

Kano Family Slice of Life

Even though Kana thought she understood Takumi Kano's fixation on Rinko, maybe she didn't really "get" it. She had her own thoughts and feelings on how he handled that girl, and when she started to reflect on them, she decided that it wasn't her place and put said "thoughts and feelings" out of her head. Sure, Rinko wasn't the healthiest... obsession to have, and it made Takumi look bad in front of other people when he lost his head over his slave's insubordination, and even Kana could tell that his feelings were too complicated and at least a little bit like smashing a mirror when you were frustrated with something going on in your life, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been... as it was before. In Altera's underground bedroom, Takumi had withered under the derisive stares of his daughters and then raised his head and promised not to make the same mistake again. And, well, he hadn't. Since he already won and claimed his prize, he didn't have any reason to go chasing after that girl like a maniac. Since he'd painted both her body and soul in his colors, he didn't need to fret about her leaving him and make an ass of himself by rambling in front of any reasonable person and losing face ("Didn't know the emperor was such a psycho..." "He sounds like a stalker..." "Was he actually screaming something about wombs just now?" Kana could just imagine the kinds of gossip that would start spreading if Takumi relapsed!). So Kana decided that she'd gently step in if Takumi went too far.

...But what was "too far," anyway? It wasn't like she could seriously suggest he cut that girl loose, not now that she'd spent over a decade living together with her, er, not ever, since Takumi was the sort of lovable (cheating) scamp who never really let go of the people he got attached to, and, of course, there was the matter of Rinko being one of his top prizes. After all he suffered to bring them to this brand new world full of life and hope, he deserved to indulge in one or two unhealthy treats, right? Scolding him about that would be like a shrill of a wife nagging at her husband for enjoying a scoop of ice cream after a marathon run. So, again, it wasn't Kana's place to object or interfere. And in the end, worrying about both sides of that equation, she usually ended up just not getting involved...

Just as she left Takumi's relationships alone, Kana quietly excused herself from his bedroom affairs with Rinko, who doubled (tripled?) as his concubine in addition to a bodyguard and general-purpose servant. She stayed out of his sex life and gave up the space next to him in bed whenever he had one of his brides over for more than just resting. But this- this wasn't that. It wasn't like she was peeping through the corner of his bedroom door. After all...

Takumi was totally out in the open right now, wasn't he?!

Takumi Kano and San-sam (a member of the Shinsengumi who was never seen out of his handmade cosplay of Tobi from the hit anime Naruto) were sitting next to each other in the West dining hall, one of the more modest dining rooms in the main palace building with a rectangular table only big enough to hold six places at most and high windows that let in plenty of light. Although the room itself was on the smaller side and sparsely decorated save for a few potted plants, two glass doors opened out into a courtyard where a patio space provided additional seating with wooden chairs and round metal tables with umbrella poles through the center creating the impression of a restaurant's outdoor dining area. During the Spring and Summer, the family would host events in the courtyard with the glass doors propped open. But today, it was not only the dead of winter, but the sky had turned navy blue early because of the season and the light the courtyard lamps cast through the windows illuminated the snow flurrying outside. Hearing the commotion of two rowdy men from down the hall was what led Kana to her current position, peeking past the doorframe cautiously to check up on them.

With his staff of servants and harem of doting wives who took turns cooking dinner for the emperor, he never lacked a private chef to wait on him, so the spread laid out at the end of the table at this hour, only a little while before supper, could only be called an irresponsible cheat meal. French fries, big macs, chicken nuggets, packets of sugary sauce, and two Oreo Mcflurries made a feast that was more suited for a bachelor's apartment than a king, but Takumi shoveled a teriyaki-glazed burger into his mouth anyway, and San-sam dipped a fistful of fries into ketchup that had been squirted into the empty end of the paper hamburger carton before sliding his orange spiral mask to one side and shoveling them into his mouth. He was still chewing when he started speaking again, apparently continuing some story that Kana had come into the middle of.

"And so I told him, 'Taste the Mangekyō Sharingan I unlocked from killing my brother, you bastard!' and while he was stunned, I unleashed my dōjutsu and exploded his wicked heart! Bwahahaha!"

"Wahahahaha! Serves him right! I'm a pretty forgiving guy and all, but I can't just let those kinds of rumors go unchecked, you know? Freedom of speech is one thing, but I ain't about to just roll over and let those dipshits use one of my own for their conspiracy bullshit."

"I get you, man. Who knows what they'll think up next? If you don't stay vigilant, those dark-hearted guys will end up dragging your happy family down like the Uchiha clan. So then I said my usual prayer for safe passage of his soul-"

"Oh? You religious now?"

"Nah. I just opened up my phone and played 'Hokage Funeral' from Youtube while I moved the body."

"Wahahahahaha! How about trying 'Sadness and Sorrow' next time?!"

"Ohhhhh, I love that one! You always have the best ideas, bossman! By the way, have you tried dipping your fries in your milkshake-"

Kana had absolutely no idea what these two idiots were yapping about.

More importantly, her eyes were quickly drawn away from the junk food Takumi was stuffing himself with before dinner and to his left hand, which was holding the end of a red leash made out of high-quality leather. At the other end of that leash was a familiar blonde-haired woman on all fours inside of a doghouse that definitely wasn't used by any of the family's pet dogs and, Kana was almost positive, was not part of the West dining hall the last time she was here.

On her hands and knees with her cheek smushed against the floor, Rinko kept both of her fists curled up so that they resembled paws while making a completely pitiful expression. Kana knew that Rinko typically wore a different collar with a heart-shaped charm that she could still see dangling from underneath the thicker red collar strapped around her neck, so she could only imagine how uncomfortable it was from how tight it looked and how the edges of the bottom choker must have been digging painfully into her neck. Every so often, Takumi would yank on the leash, and Rinko would let out a yelp as she was jerked forward just a few inches, enough to jostle her and make her change positions without pulling her out of the doghouse. Aside from that, Takumi largely ignored her and focused on his conversation with his friend over pre-dinner instead.

Was this... a punishment for something Rinko did? Kana wondered to herself, her nails digging into the doorframe she was clinging onto as if it were a piece of driftwood in the ocean that was the hallway. Anxiously, she started going over her options. Should she say something? She was kind of eavesdropping already. If Takumi wanted a doghouse in the dining room, that was fine, well, it wasn't REALLY fine if you were worried about hygiene, but this was a family home, not a five-star restaurant, and anyway, the dogs sat at the foot of the table all the time either way, and they could let them out into the courtyard if they started getting antsy, so it wasn't a terrible place for it... no, that wasn't even the problem! In the first place, what would he do if someone walked in on this scene that was so wide-open it was like walking out onto the stateroom balcony wearing only boxers?!

After much back-and-forth with herself, Kana settled on standing guard in the hallway to personally make sure that nobody walked in on Takumi and his careless bro-reverie. And after twenty minutes of that, listening to his and San-sam's mind-numbing back-and-forth mixing Shonen anime with politics had driven her to her limit, and she went with the Plan B she'd come up with during the time she spent trying to tune the two of them out for the sake of her own sanity. Puffing out her cheeks, she called loudly into the hallway:

"Oh, Mira-chan! What are you doing here? Did you want a snack? You know it's almost dinnertime, right? Ah, well, if you're thirsty, I'll pour you something to drink and then we can wait for dinner in the dining room together~"

The din coming from the dining room quieted immediately, and, in less than a minute, the whole mess was cleaned up.

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Two months later, Kana joined Takumi for a Shinsengumi business meeting only to see him holding Rinko by a different leash, one that was slimmer and hooked onto the loop attached to her usual collar instead of overlapping it.

(So, he didn't end up learning any lessons about the leash, huh...)

Accepting defeat at the hands of the audience that was already there to witness Takumi's particular degene- eccentricity, Kana resigned herself with a sigh and let it go.

[puddingmelo]

‧₊˚ Sugarminuet ྀི

[hyohaehyuk]

Interview with the Vampire Press Conference at SDCC 2022

hagnosticism: this will always be eric’s greatest contribution to the rpf cause. Like, there are no two ways you could read “I won’t get into it too much because I don’t want to characterize what goes on between them”

[indigo-flowers09]

im srry if your busy but

Can I have a drawing of monster Frisk and Chara being with the Dreemur ( did I spell it wrong ) family?

I don’t have a drawing of all of them together but i do have some planning stuff

i also have one with these two guys… where did they come from… how peculiar…

[sammygender]

also im going to be so real i still have not come around to loustat endgame even though i KNOW it will be loustat endgame. i only like lestat in connection to louis but the thing is i like louis too much to want him in connection with lestat. ‘yet you regularly read loumand fic’ um well im sorry that i just find their failmarriage more compelling. i dont even know why (the way fans talk abt loustat reminds me of sam and dean and i refuse to touch that again…..the way some fans talk about loumand reminds me of like maybe tom and shiv or something?? and people were still really annoying and stupid about tomshiv sometimes, but, like, dean winchester wasnt there.) ‘they weren’t in love’ i don’t care…. i don’t believe in ‘love’ the way loustat romanticisers mean it anyway…. plus that just makes it more interesting….. ‘louis deserves better’ louis ALWAYS deserves better😒😒😒better than armand and especially better than that blonde man. except for with claudia. with claudia CLAUDIA deserves better always and forever. amen.

[indelicateink]

tagged by @hereticaas -- thank you!

make a poll with five of your all time favourite characters and then tag five people to do the same. see which character is everyone's favourite.

okay so I have zero chill on EpisodeSevenWeekendEve and i'm going to kind of bend the rules here. they're five different characters, but they're all the same character--kind of. is he my fav characters of all time? HE IS/ARE TONIGHT, FRIENDS.

which lestat is your favorite lestat: lestat as recounted by louis, lestat as written about in claudia's diaries, lestat as relayed by armand, louis's 1940s dreamstat hallucinations, or the real lestat, whom we have yet to meet televised as of 21 june 2024?

(no sixth opt-out/nuanced/all-of-the-above/none-of-the-above option, you are brutally forced to choose)

if you are reading this, I am tagging *you* to do a five favs poll, too

[punmasterbaku]

Scaled Justice - [Chapter.1] The Start of Something New

TW: Blood, Panic Attack, Light Violence and Light Cursing

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7 years later...Glitch Room Clattering sounds of footsteps echoed the hallways leading towards the bathroom. The slam of the door followed not long after. Glitch held his back against the door as his breathing was raggedy with panic featured all over. His eyes, watery and glossy as he scrambled to the floor retching forward.

     Coughing harshly onto the floor, hand grasped his chest throwing up with specks of blood following after. Glitches mind was racing. As did his body shiver with an overwhelming sensation of touch and coursing pain. He was having another... episode. It wasn't ever a pretty sight nor something that always occurred. How did this come to happen? Well let's rewind back a bit to that morning....

     Like any other morning within the mansion, everyone was busy going over missions and chores. Glitch so happened to be in his room looking over the very research in hand that discussed a certain creator. Eyes focused thoroughly onto the particular papers. Scanning each and every detail, Glitch analysed it all in attempts to memorise as much as possible.

     Both hands were beside the paper, clenched in a fist as he frustratedly slammed the table. He was very confused but also stressed with how little he had on their paints, it was pitiful at best to describe his efforts well that's what he thinks.

     Looking over each word came a pause at each paragraph with more questions than answers. He didn't understand for once. His efficient knowledge on things was at a fault and Glitch wouldn't accept that. Turning his head towards a book nearby, he couldn't help but clench it with his right hand. His eyes squinting shut as he frustratedly threw it towards the wall, picture frames collapsing and shattering to the floor in the process. Thank Scales the walls are soundproof. The book followed to the ground as Glitch started breathing heavily. His frustration was getting to him as he clenched his chest tightly.

     Coughing a few times, he felt low on oxygen gasping for air. Each puff feeling just as painful as the next. What felt like an hour soon Glitch finally calmed himself. His thought occupied about his children and family always brought comfort to help when stressed. Taking deep shallow breaths, he was able to settle the abrupt episode. Unfortunately despite the relief the puffy look in his eyes gave it away.

     'Must have been crying' he muttered to himself, feeling under his eyes to the wet patch underneath his left eye. His other nothing. Due to the damage done there from past incidents, he can’t physically cry in the eye. Being blind there did have its perks. A scar lathering half his face, neck, and body, cutting from his right elbow.

     Besides that note, Glitch straightened himself only now realising he was leaning against a wall. He stretched his aching back, before placing his glasses back on, adjusting them to proper fit.

     He isn't really that blind with them but puts glasses on anyway to hide the fact he's half blind in one eye. Only one person knows. He looked around the room to the damage he did sighing at his pitiful actions. He picked up each paper and book cover throwing them into the trash seeing no need to keep what has been done. He soon turned to the time before walking out his room, deciding to grab a coffee from the kitchen. He needed one...

     Dragging himself down towards the stairs, he could hear the small commotion coming from the living room. By the voices he could distinguish 3 people. Rust, Blade, and a lower voice, Hunter. The man didn't talk much but no one minded his limited speech. Standing next the living room entrance, arms crossed spotting two arguing over what looked to be laundry again.

     "I told you it's my turn today! ASSHOLE! You're on dishes today Blade!!" One who wore a red hoodie remarked, his ruined red scarf around their neck swaying at the motion of arms crossing over their chest. His heterochromia Red and Blue eyes glaring towards the other. Tear like black eyes stared back, scuffing with hands grasping the sides of their hips. A smirk evident on their face.

     "Well sorry~ that I didn't think to remember what boss told us not even 5 minutes ago Rusty"

     "He said clearly I was on Laundry duty and you're on dishes" His red circular soul floated aimlessly admitting a brighter red drippy glow as he barked back at Rust.

     The two seemed to bicker for a while back and forth, Glitch watched in slight amusement only did he spot a much bigger tall individual. Their big fluff and crack very distinguishable to see. This person went by Hunter. He is very sweet skeletronic, an amazing cook too. From the looks, discomfort was presented on his face from the fighting. Probably cause of the noise. Looking towards the big guy huddle onto his legs, posture lunched said it all. Sighing, Glitch could feel a headache arising as he wondered over to stop the two.

     "Get a hang of yourselves, your acting like children"

     Rust and Blade stopped in their tracks, eyes darting towards Glitch realising the others suddenly new presence in the room. They bowed apologetically as did Hunter seem to loosen up a little. It was getting a little rowdy after all. Glitch turned towards the two rubbing the bridge of his 'nose' before speaking up.

     "Why not share half and half or do the same chores together, they still get done either way plus keep it down a little, have a growing headache and don't wanna hear bickering at 7 in the morning"

     Both nodded their heads before turning back to the clothing and helping one another put them into piles. Hunter creeped a smile on his face at the calmer environment as he went back to petting his bunny in his lap. Feeling satisfied with his work, Glitch continued his way towards the kitchen and straight to the coffee machine. He stood spacing out as his thoughts seemed to unfold. The idea that Link could be stopped roamed rent free in his mind 24/7 sometimes made it difficult to sleep at night. The possibilities of nullifying and of his vials were one tough start. He already knew how to avoid the red and green ones but the others needed more further research. It also caught his attention at times that he could use the without his pen, so how did they get activated?

     Was it through the individuals personal magic coasted through the users hands?

     Or was it more psychologically activated?

     Glitch just wasn't sure, but all he could do was wait for the worst. Until the next battle would he have to time to analyse their movements once more.

     Based on facts, Link is the name of the new creator, his appearance made known 7 years ago. Wasn't actually too far off when Glitch started. The creator was at first alright until they broke the #1 rule... Protect. They been seen creating and leaving negative worlds or failed ones to die. Glitch is trying to prevent these as the Guardian of Destruction and Balance. Their signature weapon a long staff of sorts, it was never very visible to see with how fast reflexes both opponents carried. But one thing certain was their signature hat and armour. Silver chest armour, worn over a greyish-blue and sleeveless top. Their shoes strapped with metal belts and stilts for more bigger height. Bandages wrapped around his arms and black elbow sleeves over his biceps.

     Midst Glitches clouded thoughts, a hand caught his attention bringing him back to reality. His body flinching at contact, rapidly twisting his body towards the direction it came from. Upon turning, his eyes landed on Rust who looked up to him with worry casted on his face. Eyes and mouth furrowed with concern.

     "Are you alright Glitch? You look a little paler than usual?" Glitch paused for a second, collecting the right words to say not wanting to explain earlier situation. He put up a fake smile as he nodded in response. He was too tired to answer after that talk. Rust seemed to understand but couldn't help still feeling off about it. As the coffee machine finished brewing, Glitch poured his glass, offering Rust one but to their obvious denial. Rust has never been a drinker for coffee so they stick with coco a lot. Shrugging it off Glitch turned back with cup in hand and wonders to the table. Sitting down he takes deep breath he didn't realise he was holding before indulging in the taste of the drink. Flavours melted in his mouth as he felt warmth through his body. Relaxing was what you could call this. Every fibre of stress seemed to of dissipated like a breeze brushing by. He couldn't help but smile leaning his elbows onto the table.

    Rust watched from afar as his expression still didn't change. He genuinely was worried for his friend. He had seemed them like this before but each time never ended well. Thinking over, he grabbed a hot coco as he too joined Glitch at the table wanting answers. He slowly pulled the chair out beside the other trying not to interrupt them as he sat down gently. When seated, he pulled the chair forward getting just close enough to the table to reach his cup. Turning his attention towards Glitch, he watched with curiosity as the other seemed to in their own little world. Reaching a hand over, he graced over Glitches shoulder tapping it a little but not too quickly. Glitch jumped in response, their cup shaking a bit spilling some contents. Wide eyed he turns toward the other only to lighten a little at Rusts presence.

     "Don't scare me like that!!" Glitch nervously chuckled as one hand gripped his chest. Blame the stinging he was still feeling. He shrugged it off by taking small quiet breaths to help himself.

     "Apologies just being sure you really are alright you should get rest" Placing a hand on the others arm. Glitch looked at their hand feeling just shivers all over his body. He wasn't sure what was going on with his body.

     He tugged his arm away from Rust as he stood up walking away without a word. His hands crossed his arms feeling slight discomfort. Glitch still couldn't shrug the straining in his chest. Didn't think the stress from before went away.

     Not thinking, he went through a portal leading to the Abyss. He sat on a nearby path beside the scale of emotions. His hands holding his head as he tried processing everything. Not far off footsteps echoes closer and closer to his direction. Glitch didn't bother looking up before the back of his head was whacked harshly, causing him to

     topple over. A groan escaping his throat rubbing the back of his head in the progress. Glitch glared up hesitant at who it was. Eye sharpened, fear crawling up his arms.

     "Sorry Paradox, I haven't been doing my job was caught up in something"

     "that's no excuse boy, you must destroy these Aus I have assigned. We are 50 minutes behind schedule with evening out the balances. You know what happens when they are Imbalanced right?"

     Paradox turned, staring down at Glitch with his cane propped on their back. Glitch just nodded before getting back up onto his feet, scurrying into a portal to a new au.

     Toppling over the portal, his legs clattered to the soft layer of snow that piled the ground. His breath visible with a single breath, shivers coursed his body with the new change of temperature. They appeared to be in a snowy like au, the surroundings said it all. Glitch watching as the portal behind him closed, he gradually brought himself up, brushing the snow from his clothing.

     He groaned with the sudden clank in his leg, looking down he had jammed his prosthetic. He looked around frantically in hopes there was shelter nearby to his luck there was. He sighed with relief before rushing over and plopping onto the ground. He held his leg feeling the pain coursing through. Glitch analysed the prosthetic for any faculties to his doubt there was. He had got snow lodged between the joins to make it operate. He had no choice but to remove it.

     Plopping it next to himself, he leaned back onto the ground, looking up at the cloudy sky above. His eyes daunting at the slow movements as time went by. He could not recall how long he had spaced out observing the sky. His face felt wet as he rubbed his sockets with his sleeve. Why all the emotions? It just felt horrible. But this silence did help him escape the world.

     Their world wasn't one of sunshine and roses. It was torturous to say the least. His family... His real ones... Lost and dead. The only living one he knew was his baby sister, however they were stuck being in the body of a child. It hurt not seeing his sister grow up but at least he had them. He rummaged through his scarf pulling some string of sorts. Attached to this string, was a locket. To it was a worn out picture, the faces blurred but not the amount of people.

     "Mama...Dad...Lune..." Overwhelming feelings flowed his very core. Eyes closed biting down on his lower lip in the progress. His grip on the locket shaky as did the rest his body feel shivers down his spine. It was the only thing he could remember of his connection to his world over the 7 years. Shade worried for him quite often about it, same with Rust but Glitch didn't push it. He doesn't really know if he will ever find out.

    Tears stained his face as he crooked a dry sob. Feeling calmer with the touch of the cold snow below him. He propped himself sitting upwards as he adjusted his glasses, not before wiping them of course. He scanned around as he noticed and remembered why he was here. Glitch brushed up, ignoring the soaking snow all over his clothing, he ran straight into action finding the centre of the AU. Deeply regretting ever taking this position.

    Soon enough Glitch found himself pulling his aching body into a nearby building, it's structures crumbling and old. The AU was a vintage olden days theme so made sense of its houses made of brick and concrete. His footsteps echoed through the plated floors as he got to the centre of the house, inside he raised his hand brushing over his eye before a coded screen appeared. Binary all over and blank boxes floated around his head, acting as if he was on a computer, he tapped away at the screens analysing close as he tried to find what he came for.

    Breaking down each component seemed trickier the longer he pondered on the screens. His fingers tapping away and deleting. Various parts of the world slowly began to crumble with the speed of his fingers. His major focus only on the screens, ignoring the faint screams. It hurt deep down each and every time he had to do this but it was assigned by Paradox.

    Halfway through deletion, a darker presence could be sensed lingering not too far from his position. Seeming to of manifested from thin air. This didn't settle well with Glitch as he continued tapping away.

    Upon reaching the last few security codes, he watched as the screen cleared everything but one button. Core. He smiled a slight satisfied grin as he inched closer to pressing the final coding. However a sharp slash down his side pulled him out his focused gaze. He reached to cover his new wound as he jumped back. His eyes squinting in stinging pain as he looked up to someone he dared not to see.

    "Link" Glitch gritted his teeth, disgusted at the very words leaving his mouth. He growled under his breath, watching the other swing a pen like staff from their back. The tip, as sharp as a calligraphy pen, the fixed pointy nib at the top giving it away. A sneaky grin planted on their scared face. Silver armour coated in a light layer of snow. His eyes pierced into glitches direction with intents to kill. Glitch tried steadying himself up as his arm ached and pulsed pained signals through his body. He didn't take eye contact off the others foul intentions. Reaching to his left eye, he pulled his fingers down, retracting stings to his tips. Glitch took a defensive yet offensive stance as Link stood before him.

    "My my~ looks like little Glitchy is back at it destroying my precious creations. This one was a lovely one too. Unfortunately for you, this one didn't have too much potential of survival. *sigh* but that doesn't mean sh#t to me"  Link grinned, his tone filled with malicious intentions.

    His pen swung Infront of him ready to strike. His eyes pinned down to glitches injured arm as it bled. Glitch scowled as he threw his strings towards Link. Each thread piercing and twisting around the remaining trees scattered around the buildings perimeters. Link as predicted, slashed each coming bounds flawlessly before charging to strike. Hesitant to move and worsen his arm. Glitch swerved out the way crashing into a wall with a loud crack before running within his threads. He made sure to detach them from his fingers before going inside. Link tried following behind, throwing various inks towards the others direction. Each of them missing and melting into the ground. Their vibrant colour edged into Glitches brain towards their usage.

    'Is he trying to kill me at this time' Glitch muttered to himself keeping eye behind and Infront of him. He couldn't help but retreat for now to heal his injuries. He was too drained to continue fighting. After all, he did work on many au’s before this one.

    Without thinking, Glitch raised his good arm up, using up as much of the energy he had left to summon a portal before him. Link took this opportunity to infiltrate into the Crescents base, he sped up his pace, increasing his vigilant attacks on the threads blocking his way. Just inches away from Glitches reach, Glitch had no choice but to launch himself inside. He leapt forward crashing into his bedroom floor. Link too, launched himself towards Glitch with his pen above his head to strike downwards however unfortunate to him, Glitch quickly closed the portal before the pen made contact to his leg. Link slammed his fist into the ground ignoring the pain that bled out his knuckles.

    "GLITCHHHH!!!!!" Link screamed before noticing the last parts of the world crumbing before his feet. He pulled himself up with a grumpy expression. His eyes glowing dark bluish green as he too disappeared amongst the scattered ink puddles remaining in the battlefield....

     Back at the Mansion..

  Glitch huffed with exhaustion as he looked back to where the portal once stood. His chest heaving heavily as he couldn't catch his breath. The sting in his arm made it even worse as he tried registering his surroundings. He was in his bedroom but he knew he couldn't stay for too long. The tightness ever so growing as he gripped his chest tightly. Hand was shaky as was his eyes blurred. He huffed and puffed trying to calm himself. Nothing was working. Glitch couldn't help but feel useless at this moment and just wanted to escape.

    With that he wobbly lifted his heavy feeling body off the floor, against the walls before dashing out his room with a large crash of the door slamming open. His footsteps echoed and creaking against the carpet floor as he only had one place in mind. He ignored the two individuals who stood within the hallways he ran as Glitch dashed to the bathroom. And that's when everything crashed down upon him... A panic attack arising as did he heave forward almost throwing up on the floor. It wasn’t a sight to see. His hands quivered against the tiled floors, blood and drool slipping out the crease of his mouth. He wanted this over... But how...

     It took Glitch nearly 10 minutes before the throbbing ceased. His eyes filled with weariness as he took a final deep yet shallow breath. He slowly brought his attention back to reality pulling himself up, ignoring the soreness. Glitch groaned leaning back against the door, finally recalling everything all at once. He needed a break, time to himself but he couldn't worry his family... Or Shade...

    Taking his time, Glitch lifted his body slowly off from the floor, hand pulling himself with the sink edge. The marble made it easier to grip thankfully. In the process of getting ready to leave, a rushed knock on the door alerted Glitch attention. He flinched irruptively turning to face the door, eyes large. He looked to open the doorknob noticing it's locked before calming down.

    "Glitch are you alright dear, saw blood drip on the carpet leading here. The others notified me about you rushing through a few minutes ago" a calm yet deep voice chirmed. The voice belonged to Shade. Over the 7 years his attitude softened and he deeply shows his care for Glitch. Well mostly when alone.

     "Could I come in?" Shade chimed again seeming more worried and stressed in his voice. Glitch hesitated contemplating opening the door. He couldn't or we'll his body wouldn't let him. Instead he unlocked the knob opening it a bit. His head peeked through seeing Shade standing Infront with arms wrapped around with a blanket in hand.

     "Thought this might help, you seem tired" Shade approached Glitch, his hand softly placing against Glitches cheek. Glitch leaned into the touch closing his eyes. He breathed a sigh before opening the door larger.

     "I-I'm fine Shade, just got into a fight with Link again" Glitch admitted covering his arm with the sleeve of his jacket. To his surprise, Shade didn't notice. The other just smiled a worried grin as he gave a light hug against the others chest.

     "Get some rest dear, I will fix your room up" Shade calmly spoke as he gave a light kiss on Glitches lips. Glitch accepted kissing back before it was cut off short. Glitch showed some confusion on his face as he watched Shade leaving the bathroom.

     "Can't have the others find out now can we"

     "heh you’re not wrong" Glitch smirked before tiredly dragging his body to the only place he thought he could get some form of privacy... His lab.

    The lights flickered on as the power fluctuated throughout the laboratory. Stacks and stacks of unorganised documentaries scattered around the desks perimeters. Glitch gave off a tired groan, visibly exhausted by everything that happened today. His hand dropping to his side, walking away from the desk to the couch close by. He plopped himself lying on his stomach with head against a cushion. The fabric so soft and warm he could sit there for hours. He sighed with relaxation releasing all tension he felt. His arm still stung, as the bandages rubbed against the wound. He couldn't find gauze to dab the cut in the bathroom so all he could do was wrap around majority of his forearm. Glitch turned his head to the side, lifting his arm up into her prevision. The small red dots soaking though as the clock ticked away, he couldn't help but feel numb the sensation. What was he meant to do?     Besides him along the coffee table, he placed his scarf untidily on top besides a particular photo frame. The image presented himself, shade, light and two others.. they seemed young and tiny. Their characteristics almost unprecedentedly similar to the two. Especially one. The tentacles. One wore a purple sweater and oversize scarf holding hands with both Glitch and Shade, the other bundled in a blanket in Glitches arms. It was like a small family photo. But who were the kids? This made Glitch smile as he laid his head back against the cushions.

    Slowly but surely Glitch could sense his muscles and energy depleting from his system as he got more comfortable on the couch. The blanket Shade had earlier he draped over himself to cease any cold air from making him sick. All he did was sleep... Sleep off the morning... Paradox.. Battle with Link... And his little episode.. He was sure to take a visit with his personal doctor. A particular purpose that needed to be appointed to as soon as practicable. But that would be for another day. Soon enough, his eyes drooped to a close as darkness clouded his thoughts.

To Be Continued....

[Author Note]Thank you for those that have looked forward to this series including friends and others on this app that continue to read this content. Be sure to comment or vote your favourite parts and or even characters. Will be keeping updates of Chapters within the weeks. Keeping track of work and such.  Besides that Merry Early Christmas and Happy New Year [Chapter 2 Coming Soon (Estimate: 25th-30th December) uncertain]

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[starheirxero]

Unfortunately, not everyone shares the same enthusiasm as you. They think Ruin being evil ruins his character and makes him yet another evil dimensional being. That Solar and a few other dimensions are good.

I'VE SEEN A LOT OF UPSET PEOPLE YEA.

Which, I mean, to be fair they're all completely valid!! I can understand how, if you liked Ruin specifically for his charming cringefail swag and you aren't big on angsty scenarios, this is probably a shift that is hard to handle!

But I think it's important to note that Ruin doesn't necessarily seem evil. "Evil" in itself is already something I think is a bit subjective?? But that's a whole other conversation. Point is: Ruin isn't like, Eclipse levels of cruel. If Ruin were like Eclipse, he probably would have done more to scare and intimidate and hurt Sun rather than "oh I've already done everything I needed to, I'll finish watching blorbo from my shows now ^_^!"

Ruin has done something not so great but I don't think it's fair to say right now that he did it because he's evil. We don't even have the full picture yet! This is a cliffhanger babes, we gotta wait for the final presentation before giving a grade!! I can understand why people are upset, but I think we should at least wait until we have all the details before mourning. Ya know?

[vee-the-octonerd]

So this year at school I have a mini notebook that I've been using to brain dump and draw in and it's been a while since I've done this, so....

Have an art dump!!

[liianke]

Blue from @bonelyheartsclub :)

[oofouchstovehot]

My eyes hurteded

sketchbook time

I redrew some eyes so hard they wouldnt erase and also- wow - my lights are yellow

probably gonna repost edge and nightmeow so they aren't merked by the sanscest tag, im really proud of my skeletor wanna be <3 + i might digitally clean up the newlyweds

and I that point i might just delete this sketch 🤔

[red0-3]

Im bored lately

Just pick like any fandoms you think I've seen 👍

(accessories also can be added, ships too ig)

(private messages is down for me so use reblogs and idk if asks is working so..🤷)

[mlp-natural]

Im in my HALLOWEEN MOOD leave me be…

[idkmanwtfishumanityanymore]

i am very worried that history is about to repeat itself.

so if you’ve ever been in the Undertale fandom, you know that most people saw Underswap!Sans as a “Small uwu bean” and completely destroyed him as a character- he was aggressively infantilized and everyone ignored that his original source personality was essentially just a more upbeat Sans. I’m worried that it’s happening with Lunar- a disturbing amount of comments on today’s video were undermining that Lunar was clearly struggling, saying things like this:

And someone (who i’m Not censoring) even said this:

It’s getting to the point where I’m afraid that the fandom will “Blueberryify” Lunar, like they did with Swap!Sans.

[sansfangirl24]

So I party like a rock star

Look like a corn star

Everyday I go hard

Riding in my sports car

(none of this art or these characters belong to me)

[punmasterbaku]

Scaled Justice - [Prologue]

After so long, I've finally gone out my way to smash out this piece. Hope y'all enjoy what been waiting for. TW: Light Cursing

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Dull unpleasant feeling washed over Glitch. Well... that's the name he thought he was called. Lying aimlessly against an invisible force of darkness floating away. An abyss of sorts surrounded him as were his memories hazy, no recollection of how many days faded by. Not even his own past... Where he was from. His yellowy-red eyes gaze confusedly around his surroundings, nothing but emptiness. Greyish-black rays twitched against the top of his head as the coldness of the room brew around him. A hand brushed the bridge of his nose, adjusting the glasses that sat there. His right side blurry as he tried recalling his actions before this.

   “Ugh, what happened?”    “Why am I here?”    “How long has it been?”

millions of questions with no way of finding answers. Thoughts scattered Glitch's mind, before long sounds of footsteps chilled through the room. Admits darkness, an island of sorts illuminated a secluded area. Glassy ductile gold reflected ones soul. His chest tightened at the very sight, tugging his shirt a little in his grasp. Shaking the jolt, Glitch hoisted himself, brushing the dust of his sweater. Red as a rose, soft material matching the hue of his eyes. Over it, wore a black coat around his shoulders, the lapel lined with a bright yellow down to the waist.

   Picking up the pace to the distant clatter, the noise grew louder as did uneasiness arise. His scarf waving faster with each passing movement he took. From afar, it look to be some sort of yard glistening with variously tall Closing into what looked to be the entrance, he recognised the glowing candles that sat on top the ends of weighted plates. Each held to a perfect balance attached to a triangular rod, circular orbs each end keeping it stable to a tea.

   Glitch pondered at their designs, sliding a hand against one of their frames. The coldness from the gold-plated pillars gave a sense of familiarity from such ancient masterpieces. He glances down a padded path, floating plates of stone leading down a secreted pattern. From where he was, he could tell this was the ‘Entrance’ to some realm. The abyss behind him surrounding such enchanting and mystical structures couldn't help but venture.

   Prodding down the path, each scale had a particular shape to them., emblems of sorts like a Ying/Yang. He had knowledge of such things before but seeing with his own eyes brought a smile to his face. His posture straightened as he wondered ever so slowly through this unknown place.

   With each step, the footsteps echoed left to right. Was hard to depict the exact location. He motioned himself close to one particular scale, feeling some sort of connection with the peculiar structure. Dark streaks of black cracks loomed over the edges and down the sides of the scale. A gradient mixture between gold and midnight blue lingered the base. Brushing his hand over the sides, he fiddled with the scale disk, a cold touch against his fingers. His mind was intrigued with each part, analysing with big interest. Too deep in thought, he didn’t sense the presence lingering behind him. A distant glare through the murkiness, ominous steps closed in on Glitch, still unaware the suspension alluding not far from him.

   "So you’re the new one, how unfortunate" a deep chilling voice emerged from the depths behind Glitch. The tone detached yet unemotional with a sentimental authority. Alerted, Glitch swung his body round, arms raised, fists clasped into a defensive position.    Narrow eyes met with sharp mono, heterochromia ones. Half a splitting canary yellow with the other an Egyptian blue shade, similar to his own. They seemed to be the same species as himself however cracks covered parts their dark-grey faceplates. A suit worn with a watch locket against his breast pocket. A strange feeling gloomed over that particular item, a sense of strong power illuminating. Glitch furrowed his brows, lips tightening with nothing to say. A suspiciousness loomed between them, only the sounds of metal chimed and clanked the area. Something about them felt 'familiar' to Glitch but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what...

   "Are you going to just stand there or tell me your name boy?" the man crossed his arms, finger tapping the edge of his elbow impatiently. Glitch shook out his little trance like state, hesitantly looking up to the individual. They weren’t much taller than him but still didn't shake the intimidation off his shoulders. Reluctant to answer Glitch sighed, placing his clenched hands into his coat pockets.

   "I-it's...Glitch"    "That's it? I thought as much, after all you did lose your memories after the 'incident'" The man sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. Glitch noticed the others disappointed in their tone as then to realise something.

   "wait, incident? What are you talking about?" Glitch remarked, eyes widened in disbelief.    "Your world was destroyed remember? After-would you got brought here in the Abyss to have a second chance in life"    "so I died" Glitch concluded staring down, dark shadow over his eyes. Paradox on the other hand, mouth hung open, blinking in disbelief. His face contorted in annoyance before facepalming himself, groans and inaudible muffles shaking his head.

   "Of course you didn’t die you idiot for scales sake, fine let me explain, my names Paradox and I'm the Deity of Time and Space. I will be your new mentor for your new purpose. You were summoned here for a reason and I'm here to give you that power" Glitch furrowed in confusion, evident enough with uncertainty as to what Paradox was talking about. Though he did sigh with relief, slouching his shoulders down knowing he didn't end up down under.

   Glitch took his time digesting the new information, his hand brushing his chin absorbed in the details. He furrowed his brows passing a little in the spot.

  "what's the catch? What power could I gain when I don't even have any but this weird coding thing" As Glitch spoke, he summoned a glitched box torn from within the air loading all sorts of binary. The numbers giving anyone a headache if they tried deciphering them. Paradox smirked intrigued with an unsettling chuckle under his breath.

   "I bestow you Glitch Void to be the Guardian of Destruction, obtaining the ability to destroy worlds with the flick of a switch. The catch... You must protect all Guardians amongst our Multiverse" Paradox stood firm, arms behind his back as he strode past Glitch, a mere husky whisper yet audible enough to hear. In a moment’s notice, Glitch jolted up, shivers all through his body like static pinching his limbs.

  "Wow wow WHAT?!!"  Glitch panicked, his mouth quivering in fear and shock, not comprehending the whole situation well. He stared into space as Paradox walked right passed him holding what looked to be some watch of sorts.

   "In due time you will learn you'll learn this power and purpose"    "but for now, you must meet the others and be one with this Multiverse"    " Your Scale has only just Begun" With that, Paradox turned back around watching as a portal to an unfamiliar place opens wide in the open. Shinning some colour to the blackness.

   "W-WAIT DONT GO!" Glitch lunged forward, arm forward attempting to grasp onto Paradox’s vest only to fall through the portal of sorts into whole new surroundings. Collapsing to the floor with a loud 'THUMP' he groaned at contact. Lifting his sore body off from the ground, he adjusted his glasses. Somehow, they were still intact after the fall, surprising him.

  After tidying himself up. He took notice of his surroundings, after all he did try chasing after Paradox but unfortunately they were nowhere to be seen. He gritted his teeth as he stared down to his hands. He obtained some destructive power but he had a sense of doubt, misfortune that he had to destroy precious worlds. Some reason deep down he felt some attachment to them, he hoped 'one day' to figure it out.

   Sighing, he stood firmly analysing everything around him, trees of many colours, blossoms of various species littered the fields. It was like some sort of heavenly garden. Pillars and fences lead down a rocky path. Curious, Glitch picked the pace and followed down the trail. The sweet smell of flowers as the hot rays of the sun beamed down on him felt like something he hadn't felt in years... Made him question how long he was in that realm.

  Approaching an end to the path, he spotted a brick water fountain, dainty water poppies and aquatic flowers around the grove. The sites was mesmerising, sparking a sense of calmness and relaxation through his body. Closing into the fountain, he watched as his reflection swirled through the waters it obtained. Glitch eyes grew large, unaware his appearance being so different than what he recalled. Despite a fuzzy memory, small flickers of images flood his mind once in a while. One in particular included his appearance. Whatever happened in his world must have corrupted his coding, that's all he could think.

  Without second thought, as he was about to sit up to look around more, a thick green tentacle of sorts slashes cross his face. Fast reflexes, Glitch avoids the impact. The catastrophic damage it could have caused as he looked towards the direction it came from. Glitch peered behind himself, finding himself surrounded by two individuals.

   Both skele-tronics of sorts admitting intense power and strength. One wore a dark blue cape of sorts, having similar rays to Glitch but instead a bright dandy yellow colour, an emblem of a sun on his coat gave the impression of a prince of sorts, though his aura gave some positive energy to the room. The other one, a dark lingering power eerie off them, four drippy tentacles of sorts latched from his back as he wore a forest green turtleneck. A black leather restraint harness, strapped around his shoulders to his tights.

   Just from one glance, it gave Glitch chills but something else deep down he felt his chest skip a beat. Face slightly flushed a light blue barely visible, but the hot feeling was pretty evident to himself.

   "Who are you and how did you get here!!" the one with tentacles threat, walking closer and gripping Glitches collar. He pulled him down with immense strength that he thought falling to his knees.

   "Calm down brother I-I'm sure they are new Guardian the uppers have been talking about" the second one tried reassuring, attempts to settle the situation. Sweat dripped nervously against Glitch forehead as he chuckled unintentionally. Lifting his arms up, giving into the confrontation. Taking a deep breath, Glitch slowly pulled himself up from the other, out-strengthening them. With a small grin quickly planting on his face, Glitch soon twisted the figures body over his back into an arm lock. Their head against his knee as was his arm locked and lifted against his torso. The other yelped in pain as he tried getting out of the hold. His brother watching in amazement but also concern.   “Next *huff* time you do that *huff* don’t charge at someone who is defenceless” Glitch puffed feeling exhausted as it was quite a move he pulled out of the blue. The one on the ground gritted their teeth audibly before being released and rubbing his arm.    “Well apologies, names Shade Spirit, this is my younger twin brother Light.” “Now who the fuck are you” Shade glared with hint of sarcasm in his lines still rubbing his sore arms. Light wondered over beside him checking it out for any muscle tears. Glitch sighed with some relief, releasing the tense feeling he never realised he had in his shoulders.    “My names Glitch…Void, yeah Void, I-I’m the Guardian of Destruction?” Glitch questioned himself remembering what Paradox referred to them as. Shade and Light looked up blinking at Glitch, surprise in their widened eyes. They seemed in thought as they pulled away from Glitch.    “BROTHER, WE HAVE A DESTROYER!!!”    “I heard you loud and clear geez calm your ass down”    “Well sorry~ that we have one to help out, it’s been hundreds of years since there ever was one after all. The situation between creation and destruction after all”    “Those are all fantasies, but at least now we know there’s going to be a creator which is a ‘problem’”

The two bickered with another, inaudible to Glitches distance. He tilted his head in confusion, attentive to know what they were muffling about; however, he did respect boundaries after all they did only just meet.

   From what felt like hours, the two shuffled back towards Glitch, Light grasping their arm carelessly pulling them away from the fountain down a particular rocky path. Glitch squeaked unexpectedly being dragged through the same pathway he went through initially to get there. Nearing an intersection, lead three different routes: each with its own pillar and symbol. The right one held a symbol of the moon, left held symbol of the sun which left the middle with a cracked pillar. The image on it, disfigured to a point of no recognition. It was disturbing but made sense if it matched his position. But one thing still bothered Glitch. What was that about being responsible with all Guardians. A question he didn’t know to ask Shade or Light his new…comrades.    Turning his attention towards Shade, he found something fascinating about them. Despite their rough first impression, he didn’t seem too bad. He had a calmness to his dark aura, that made Glitch feel warm inside. ‘why do I feel this way’ Glitch pondered to himself, was he falling for them? He couldn’t. He was soon interrupted from his thoughts as Shade poked his face with one of his tendrils.    “Hey you alive? You were staring at me for a while” Glitch flushed dark blue as he tried covering his face with his scarf, hot feeling to his face making it pretty obvious to Light. He chuckled at Glitches reaction compared to Shades obliviousness to it. Shade just blinked in confusion crossing his arms grumpily and impatiently.    “We should probably explain this place to you” Light lead Glitch to a nearby bench by the pillars, the wooden textures giving chills at the first contact. Shade sits next to him, pulling a book from nowhere, seeming uninterested in explaining. Light giving a sigh knew this would happen and decided to explain.    “Glitch Void, New Destroyer of AU’s, Welcome to the Royal Gardens, a place where all Guardians of our Multiverse gather and help to keep balance.” Glitch nodded attentively taking notes, his body leaned forward.    “We each represent a part of what makes the multiverse operate and you are in charge of cleaning up any Au’s that must be banished. This usually is when the new creator is around, but we are hoping they are a ‘good’ guardian”    “Interesting, and my guess is that if they are disrespecting the rules then something must be resolved soon as possible?”    “Correct, if there is anything you need to know ask myself or Shade, we currently lead the team here. If you prove yourself maybe you could help us out” Glitch looked away, thinking over each word. Leaning back, he stared up at the sky; the big white clouds passing by along the cool breeze passing by. Glitch closed his eyes, enchanted in the new reality he was going to face. Maybe this could help him remember his past..    “I want to help others…I love Au’s with a passion, the scales must be one with the multiverse” Glitch muttered, Shade and Light listened unintentionally with furrowed brows; unsure what he meant. Glitch soon got up from his spot in a justle, a sudden adrenaline boost through his body as he smiled.    “I’ve made up my mind…I will help you guys, will try my best to be a good leader someday and when that Creator comes, I will be ready” Glitch chimed with a cheery bright expression. Shade smirked in amusement, a small tint of cyan on his face. Light stared with a smug grin on his face as he shrugged Shades shoulder. The three soon gathered back to the fountain to discuss other matters and meet the various guardians that roamed the gardens.    I will protect the multiverse.    my second chance in life.    I can’t let this go to waste.    What’s the worst thing that could happen in few years.

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