#I have so much works to do aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[faeiapalette]

Someone sent asks about Laito RIGHT WHEN i was thinking about how the ENFJ consensus makes more sense than INFJ, overall…

But first i’ll have to deal with the previous asks first, the requests are stocking up 🛐

[rizzyu]

this is so weird but

yk that tiktok art video of grimace crying because people are throwing up his shake? i saw it and now im crying

do you mind writing how luxiem would react to their s/o or friend crying when they see the vid?

When You Cryge About Grimace HC  

Pairing: Vox, Mysta, Luca, Ike, Shu x gn! reader

Category: Comfort, fluff

Warning: uh NO

Summary: How would Luxiem react when you started crying after watching a Tiktok art video of Grimace sadging about his shakes getting thrown up.

A/N: HOLY FREAKING COW I’M NOT DEAD- anyways sorry that took so long thx for the request buddy chum pal :) (I totally wasn’t running out of ideas in the process)

Also bye bye Mysta we love you :(

After a long day, you slumped onto the bed. You took out your phone and began scrolling through Tiktok. That was when you came across an art video about the recent Grimace Shake trend. Grimace was upset that people were puking his milkshake and started crying. You sat there, watching the video and began feeling sorry for the purple mascot. So much that tears began brimming in your eyes, before falling onto the bedsheets as you blink. Just then, you beloved (member name) walked into your bedroom to let you know that they had just ran a bath for you. As they stepped in the room they saw you sitting at the edge of the bed, sniffling while having an arm over your eyes...

Vox Akuma

Walked over to you to lift your chin, making you face him

"Darling what happened? Is something wrong?" He spoke to you gently while wiping away the tears on your face tenderly

Oh man your heart went inserts holy music AaaaAAAAaaaAaaaaAAAaaAaaA from how loving he was with you

BARKS-

When you told him about the video, he smiled, and placed a hand on your head

"Don't cry, I bet Grimace would be glad to know that you're crying for him."

You looked up at his face as your tears slowly subdued, before you smiled warmly at him

And then inhales C U D D L E S

Mysta Rias

Starts to panic

"YO WHAT- WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YOU HURT? DID SOMEBODY BULLY YOU? DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG???"

To be completely honest, you were now more concerned about Mysta than crying for Grimace

After calming him down, you told him about the video of Grimace you saw

"BAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAH BRO YOU WERE CRYING FOR GRIMACE??" WHEEEEEZE

Your face:    •̄ _ •̄

After laughing his ass off, he'd buy you a Grimace shake to make up for it

Luca Kaneshiro

Committed sonic speed to your side

And started frantically asking if you were ok, what happened etc...

Possibility of Luca shaking you frantically as well: 80%

He'd also be ready to threaten whoever made you cry at GUNPOINT

But when he found out that you were crying for Grimace, he'd be flUTTEring on the inside from how sweet you were

But he'd still wanna cheer you up because you're his POGCHAMP and you're so POG and POG AND POOOOOGGGGG

So to properly celebrate Grimace's birthday, you two decided to order 2 Grimace shakes

Wishing Grimace a happy birthday, you took a sip, only to find that the shake is actually quite good 〃°o°〃

Ike Eveland

Rushed over to you and gave you huggies while asking you what happened

You'd probably shed even more tears from seeing how lovingly and worried his gaze was on you

After you had calmed down, you told Ike about the Tiktok video of Grimace you saw and how sorry you were for Grimace

Ike couldn't help but curl his lips up to a gentle smile, knowing how sweet you were to shed tears for someone else

He'd then whisper affirmative words to you and try to cheer you up while cuddling you

Might have Grimace shakes later (with some caviar toast on the side ≖‿≖)

Shu Yamino

Went over to hug you and help you wipe away your tears

You told him about the Grimace video and he chuckled while stroking your hair

"No need to cry babe, how about we celebrate Grimace's birthday together later? Besides, it's not good to cry so much"

He'd try to cheer you up with jokes (works everytime  ˘◡˘ )

"Hey babe have you ever heard of grima? GRIMA BALLS"

So there you go, making dumb jokes in the middle of the night while sipping on your ordered Grimace shakes

[ley-med]

Guys? Apparently this "fake it till you make it" thing is working. I mean I'm very very far from the "make it" part, but the "fake it"? Now that indeed works.

A fellow resident just told me the best compliment. She said a first year resident friend of hers, who happened to be in our hospital for a rotation, saw me during work in the resuscitation bay. And they assumed I must be an attending, or at least been doing this for a very long time, because I've been radiating so much confidence and calmness, I must know really well what I'm doing!

I don't remember them, nor the case or the patient, but I'm one hundred percent sure I have been thinking more along the lines of "AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaAaaa", as one does in such situations. It's a relief to know it didn't show on my face... I am so damn proud.

[bluntforcefem]

HI HELLO! I read your Staroba fanfic and I didn't have an account to leave a comment so I thought I would do that here. So uhh... here goes?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IT WAS SO GOOD AAAAGHHH I AM SICK THEY MAKE ME SO ILL??? I love them oughhhhhh I love them so much they're so CUTE TOGETHER AAAA.

“I wouldn’t find you anyway. You snore.” “I do not—” Star laughs, bright, ducking away as she swats at him. For a moment, the stale air of the Ketsukane Estate lifts, and Ceroba can breath again.

OH MY GOD HOW ABOUT I JUST CRUMPLE TO THE FLOOR AND SOB AND AAAAAA

You cooked so hard you burnt down not just my kitchen but my entire house. Thank you SO MUCH

Oh and... there is a director's cut? ... 🥺👉👈

HI THIS IS SO KIND!! thank you for reaching out to leave a comment i love getting asks about my fics. it's been a Hot Minute since i thought about uty but i will absolutely dig into my notes for the director's cut again <3 putting it under a cut because i have no idea how long it'll get!

so, first, deleted scenes: there was originally going to be a scene where ceroba notices that starlo hasn't really Moved In to the guest room at all, and gently bullies him until he brings over his sewing machine/more of his stuff and makes it his home too. there were ALSO going to be more scenes with the feisty five, because i love them, but writing scenes with more than three people is a NIGHTMAREEE and it got a bit out of scope of what i wanted. here's a snip of that deleted scene though

“Could play ERS,” Star suggests. “Somethin’ Ace can’t cheat at.” Ace scoffs, idly shuffling the deck of cards on the table. “I would never. Mooch, on the other hand…” “I would,” Mooch chirps, smiling broadly.

a lot of my notes for this fic were about ceroba and chujin's relationship. it, for obvious reasons, haunts the backdrop of this fic a lot - the complications of their relationship that never had the chance to be worked out in life, the ways in which they complicate her grief in the aftermath of his death, it all means a lot to me and it was important to me that i underlined it throughout the fic. see:

The minute it escapes, Ceroba wants to take it back, but she can’t. Star takes the beer from her hands as the aluminum crumples in her claws. She lets him, her head bowed and her shoulders shaking. “He knew me. He knew me, didn’t he? And he still- and he still… what’d he think I could do? That he couldn’t? That the finest minds of monsterkind couldn’t?” “I don’t think we’ll ever know,” Star says, quietly. She laughs, covers her mouth to stifle it. Tears slip down her cheeks. She’s been crying too much, lately. She doesn’t want to remember these moments. “I wish I did,” she cries. “I’m so damn tired of guessing.”

in the game, she refers to chujin as "a man of secrets". when she talks about him building a house: i think he was insinuating a bigger family. did they never have a conversation about that? where he told her he wanted a bigger family, without her having to guess based on how big he built the house? and, of course, the entirety of steamworks underlining that... maybe he wasn't as honest about his job to her as he could've been!! not to mention. the elephant in the room of "experimenting on himself to his death"

i don't think it was a bad marriage! we don't see a lot of them, but the scenes we do see in the flashbacks, and the way ceroba talks about him - there's a lot of genuine love and care there, and i believe that they had a good thing going, but it definitely wasn't the healthiest, especially when it came to how they talked to each other - or, you know. How They Didn't. ceroba deconstructing her idolization of chujin after his death and coming to terms with the fact that she can be, and IS, angry with him, even in her love and her grief, was like. the backbone of this fic, for me. but also, of course, it's about the way she ends up accepting it, and moving on:

“I think I already knew what I was going to do before I came to visit. I just wanted to let you know. There’s…” Ceroba places a hand on the grave, fingers curling against the smooth surface of it. “There’s so much I should’ve asked you, when we had the time. So much I wish I had known from your mouth, instead of the tapes. Instead of the Steamworks. But seeing you in the things you made for the Dunes, for the rest of the Underground… that isn’t so bad. I don’t know what you’d think of the last couple years. But I’d like to think I could guess.”

accepting her role in the way things were strained, and looking to the good of his legacy, the good she loved in him. accepting that she DID know him - not nearly enough of him, not as much as she wanted to, but that she did. i'd like to think i could guess. you know!!

this of course also comes back in her confession to starlo in the last scene - the fact that she knows starlo so well, that she's known him for so long and trusts him to be open and honest, THAT is part of what reassures her that she can be in a relationship again. that it won't end up the same way. the knowing is important to her!! the trust!!!

ceroba & chujin sidebar over, let's talk about kanako: i actually have an abandoned-for-now WIP prequel/sequel to this fic about her! called i'd really love to break your heart, about her time in the secret lab from the moment she became an amalgam to her post-undertale reunion with ceroba. it's a more dreamlike/rambling style of third person than i hope we live to tell the tale, because it's very inside of kanako's head, and her thought process as an amalgam is really tangled and messy, especially before frisk arrives. i have a couple notes for how i think she's like, as an amalgam:

amalgam kanako threads - friends with the ghost of integrity? looks like she's talking to herself. did melt with other monsters but took 'priority' & is now the only aware monster in the amalgam, which she doesnt think about. has dreams of others' memories. still loves westerns. asks alphys for them. amalgam parts: parsnik (snakes like dina's…), frostermit or another hermit crab…, decibat relative?

the fact that she was injected with integrity is key to my understanding of her as an amalgam, because i think that's what kept her 'kanako' even when the other monsters lost themselves. an unimpaired condition, the quality of being whole, etc. i think she inherits a lot of behaviors and faint memories, feelings from the other monsters, but for all intents and purposes she's the only one still 'alive', and i think she feels guilty about that, a little! but for most of the time, while she's in the secret lab, she's just really, really not thinking about it too hard.

here's my favorite little bit of what i had written:

When the Royal Scientist walks into the room, shocked and worried and hopeful all at once, and tells them they can go home if everything’s alright, Kanako hears her, but… She isn’t looking at her at all. She’s looking at the human at the back of the room only she can see, the girl from Snowdin in her dusty tutu and ribboned shoes, looking all wrong. Nothing but a dark blue shadow on the wall, a slip of a person. Dr. Alphys keeps rambling and the girl meets Kanako’s eye, slowly shakes her head. She looks scared, now. Scared like she looked back then, when Kanako couldn’t recognize it.  It doesn’t make any sense. They’re all awake now, aren’t they? They’ll get to go home tomorrow, won’t they? She’ll get to see Mom again, and Uncle Star, and everything will be okay, because her dad’s plan didn’t work but she’s alive, awake, and she doesn’t know how long she’s been asleep but Mom must be worried sick. There’s a lurch in Kanako’s stomach every time she looks over to the girl, for the rest of the day. The unease, a constant shadow over what should be joy. 

(my integrity is named lami, and she's a good kid, for all that she lashes out when she gets scared. i'm a "all of the souls were just kids and even if they did get LV that's a tragedy of their circumstances" truther. she's the second main character of this fic and i think her and kanako are best friends :] it takes a while. but they get there. having someone to talk to through those lonely years is part of what keeps kanako together)

and my secret, third thing to wrap this up: i also have a clover fic idea set in this universe called you shouldn't have to sell your soul, which is a second person fic about them and flowey seeking out the cast of uty post-undertale when the kids are revived. lami joins them because she wants to find kanako. they're so important to me<3

thank you for reading all this if you did!!! thanks for giving me the excuse to ramble about them again, i love this game and i love star and ceroba and the ketsukane family alot

[nerves-nebula]

“What if we didn’t? I just- I don’t really w-want to do… that. It feels- I don’t like it.”

Donnie cringes at his clumsy tongue. He’d practiced this. But his thoughts felt so muddled when Abe’s hands were on him.

“I thought you were more mature than that.” Abe huffs, and Donnie feels the words hit him like a blow. “I’m just showing how things work. I thought you liked learning new things.” He coos, soft paw pads cupping Donnie’s jaw.

He wants to give in to that gentle touch. Wants to drop it. Wants to pretend he hadn’t said anything at all.

He wants to apologize for being dramatic. He wants to tell Abe that no one else cares about his interest the way he does.

“Not this.” He says, instead, and the truth tastes like bile.

“You always act like you like it,” Abe says, sounding confused, “sound like you like it.” He teases, nuzzling Donnie in a way that makes him tense. “I always make sure that you enjoy this, bud.” Abe reassures.

The implication that Abe would hurt him is ridiculous, Donnie knows.

But it does hurt.

Still, he feels his resolve crumbling.

“If not me, then who? There are people out there that’ll be so much worse than me. They’ll hurt you! Have I ever hurt you?” Abe challenges, as though having read his mind.

“…n-no.” Donnie says, because there was only ever one answer.

“Exactly! Don’t act dumb sweetheart. You’re normally such a little genius.” He jokes. At least, Donnie tells himself it’s a joke. He can already tell, the idea that it wasn’t will keep him up at night.

“But then,” Abe continues, “I suppose you can’t help but be childish sometimes. I can help with that.” He purrs, pressing a kiss to Donnie’s temple.

Donnie closes his eyes, and tells himself he wants it.

HAHA !! aaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAA. this is so interesting to compare to the way I write Abe cause it hits on like, the same tactics he uses. but also the characterization is slightly different. it's like seeing an alternate version of Abe. i love it!

[timecma]

cyrus appreciation day!! mainly because of boredom but also i’ve just been feeling this urge to make these lol.

first and foremost, big thanks to you man. we’ve been friends for like….almost 2 years? 3? i’ve lost count lol— and i really have appreciated your friendship. you’re always willing to listen to me and my silly little rants whilst also giving me some advice which for me…it’s a little weird for me because i’m not used to being able to rant to people, i usually much rather listen to others ranting. did i mention i’m the complete definition of a hypocrite lmao-

but yea i really am grateful for your time and ability to give such incredible advice, be it actual or just little jokes. quite literally you are the dad figure in our friendship lol. and like an older brother i never had (in this scenario my cousin brother doesn’t count lol-) you are genuinely one of the sweetest, kindest and most optimistic person i know and oh my gosh your art <333 to die for. i love your style and just the way you draw !! and your roleplay…and knowledge…and theories…and canon explanations and basically just everything about you lmao- thank you once again and here’s to making more memories in the future (yk…when i’m not burdened with exams and losing my mind lol) <33

gift ;;

AHDHSIGWKZHAIAGHSVZKDGAISGA SHRIIIIIIII OMG THIS IS BEAUTIFUL THANK YOU SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! I LITERALLY LOVE THIS SO MUCH IT’S SO PRETTY IM IMMEDIATELY SAVING IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YOU’RE THE BEST THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL HOLY MOLY IT’S AMAZING ARE YOU KIDDING ME AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

Shri this was legitimately the best thing I could ever wake up to—you’re such a kind person and you’ve been really toughing it out for school and you’ve been doing such a good job!!!! Way to go on your exams btw!!! I know how hard you work for school, and you’re really going to go far!!!!!!!! Also, I’m always happy to just listen to you rant because honestly we all need someone to listen to us every now and then and I’m also super hard on myself when it comes to school and exams and stuff and your little tidbits about your school days are sometimes really funny or they’re just downright shocking—it’s always really fun to see what’s going on with you because there’s days where you’re just like “today something CRAZY happened and I HATE it” or “today something CRAZY happened and we got McDonalds” and it’s always the best ahahahaha!

I can’t believe we’ve been friends for so long already!!! Honestly where the heck did the time go???? But also it’s so nice knowing you because you’re such an awesome person and you make REALLY PRETTY MOOD BOARDS I SWEAR LIKE THIS IS GOING RIGHT NEXT TO MY XANTHOUS ONE REAL!!!!!! And you always have such aesthetic writing and you make really cool stuff! I can’t wait for when it becomes like officially summer and you get to relax and just do fun things again like write and roleplay and stuff and RELAX BECAUSE YOU WORK SO HARD DURING THE SCHOOL YEAR!!!!

Aaaaaaaaaa you’re so nice and kind Shri this is gonna make me cryyyyyyy!!! It’s literally everything I could have ever wanted this is amazing I’m keeping it forever and ever!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you times a million 🙏😭!!!

Also uno reverse and shoutout to you for always being super fun to message and share stories with because you’re literally one of the best people ever!!! This post has contained more exclamation marks than I’ve ever used before but I’m just super excited and also super grateful you’re so awesome and sweet!! Here’s to many more years of being friends and listening to your wild stories about how school’s going AJDGKAGAJAGSJAA!!! You’re the best! Seriously thoooo!!! Thank youuuuu!!!!

[itschr1spy]

Trapped in the Spider-Verse: Update!

MAN it has been quite a bit since I made one of these posts here, but there IS a good reason for doing so!

Chapters 1 & 2 of the story are already done! (surprisingly) So far, there are plans to have 17 chapters in total for this titanic team-up and thankfully things are going slowly but surely in terms of progress.

We've got a few ideas for what the future chapters hold, and I'd like to tell you about them but that'd be spoilers, wouldn't it?

Anyway, onto other stuff ------------------------------------------------

Yes, I saw the new Across the Spider-Verse trailer. Yes, I am hyped as all hell for that!

I've also been vibing with the other people involved with the project, @hollowsart, @arcade-writing, @bioeiectricity, and @lazymonth have honestly been really fun to hang out with, both with working on Trapped in the Spider-Verse and just chatting and cracking jokes

I feel like I hit a homerun when it came to asking them in particular to help me with this :D

Hopefully I will be more active on Tumblr (sorry for not posting as much aaaaaaaaa) I got art stuff i wanna post but the fucking EXECUTIVE DYSFUNCTION AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

But anyway, I hope you all have an amazing rest of your day! Hopefully I make more of these soon :)

-Chr1spy

[ectopal]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THIS IS AMAZING!!!!!

Okay I have a million thoughts and they're all coming back to holy shit, this is so good, I can't believe you made something so cool for something I wrote <3 <3 <3 this is so humbling and wonderful and I can't thank you enough for it

First off, love the transition from Val watching this interaction through a camera to the viewer being able to see Vlad and Skulker on the field; it's such a cool way to show that she's watching all of this happen and the overall effect is really visually satisfying.

I love the choices you made in all three character designs. Skulker looks a bit more ragged than usual, Vlad being the same (and why I personally love it but can't really get into why it's so appropriate), and Valerie's more mature design are all so fitting for what's happening (and uh??? not to out myself as a dilf enjoyer, but you have fed me well and I am forever thankful for the muscle/body prportion choices you made here). I especially appreciate the restraint you had in Skulker's design; I think that he'd definitely be feeling the effects of not having Vlad's money to help him with upgrades, but he sure as hell would do everything he could to look as lethal as possible. The extra lines on the suit were a nice way to show that he's not as put together as he should be, and it's awesome!!!

And the expressions!!! The body language!!! The lines under Vlad's eyes, the tension in Val's shoulders, how compelling and believable the emotion is in all of them. I love how tense this is, you totally captured that this meeting isn't for fun, there's a lot riding on it for all three of them, but everyone's got a different reason for being there.

Ugh and the color choices??? The way you made Vlad's anger so potent and scary with the black/red combo??? The beautiful contrast between Vlad's red/pink/white and Skulker's green/blue/black? Their auras are also so cool, I love the choice to make them pink/green instead of just a default white glow. It really helps highlight how strange/different ghosts are, and I think it makes their stances pop (AND WHEN VLAD'S DISAPPEARS WHEN HE'S PISSED???? Chef's kiss, no notes, amazing work) If I had to pick a favorite panel (which is extremely hard btw, everything is beautiful) I might have to pick Skulker's 'he doesn't even want it' panel. The colors are so well chosen and I love that he explodes back into the comic after Vlad was just busy smothering him out of it a moment ago :D

Details, I have to talk about details I can't hold it in bc I just noticed: Skulker's flame hair gets bigger when he's mad??? I'm in love with that choice???

I also love Vlad's fangs and claws, I love that they look so organic compared to Skulker's square teeth and more square fingers!!!

I just can't get over how great this is. I love everything about this and it makes me so excited that you liked my story and were inspired to create because of it!!! I have to go gush about part 2 now, but thank you so much for putting so much love and time into this, words can't express how cool and amazing and talented you are <3 <3 <3

PART ONE (you are here!) - [PART TWO]

an eight page comic from Our Pupils Grope for the Shape of What We Know on ao3, by @ectopal

part two coming shortly (as in, minutes, so stay tuned!) rambles under the cut.

guys, this fic is so good. like so, so good. everything ectopal writes has been incredible so far, actually, and i had the hardest goddamn time figuring out which fic i wanted to draw for—in the end i’m really glad we chose this one, and i thank them for their input >:0

just… god. the brainrot is so strong. and if you can believe it, this whole comic barely even takes up a small portion of the last chapter—so if you like danny phantom, you’re looking for some epic gen fics, AND you’ve got some time, i say give their works a look. i promise that it’s worth it.

in the next part i’m gonna ramble more about how the process of making this comic went, but for now i’ll let you go. onward, enjoy! o7

[isa-ah]

how do u guys defeat executive dysfunction.......

[mythvoiced]

@jeoseungsaja​ | “What those dead men say that they do will never be the absolute truth.” Seok-ju and Hyuk? ;W; MITSKI LYRICS

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It’s too late o���clock and he’s been staring at the hands of the clock hung on the opposite end of the room for too many minutes. It’s almost relaxing, in a way, watching the predictability of its perennial circular movements, the way it chases time only because a human hand had put it together to do nothing but that.

The way it chases after what defines time as the most loyal companion to death, hand in hand they march through existence, never-ending and endless, colourless and blank and not bound to any of the concepts humankind pushes and folds together in the hopes of creating an understanding for itself, for something that requires no understanding, requires no meaningful looks and sudden enlightenments.

The only thing you can do regarding both time and death is train yourself in acceptance.

Seok-ju has never been particularly good at accepting things, especially those that offer him no alternative. The idea of sitting at his desk, staring into nothingness, at the passage of time, because he’s got nothing to offer, nothing to look through, nothing of nothing to get any way ahead in the case they’re working on, it grates at his bones, weighs their shoulders down.

They pull one of their legs to rest over the thigh of the other and start massaging the hardening ankle.

He’s never been good at it. Never. Almost cost them their ability to walk. Why would they stop now?

“Half a truth is still a truth,” they mutter in response, throwing their head back to sigh at the ceiling, at the stiffening air of the station, occupied by frustration, shared breaths, and the perhaps most colourful two residents this station had ever seen in the last... however many years.

Detective Yoon, who sees ghosts and spends most of their time trying how to legalise the evidence they can’t explain the source of.

Detective Lee, Grim Reaper of the Violent Crimes unit, whom Seok-ju can count the frown lines off his face with growing familiarity, mostly because they’re rarely offered an alternative.

They’re not too surprised to find the two of them the ones stubborn enough to not let go once they shove their teeth in far enough into a case to leave marks on their gums if they moved, rather than on whatever it is they’re refusing to let go of.

Dead men. Yeah.

That was the main issue.

The hands on the clock tell him another minute has passed. His coffee has gone cold. He never had a taste for it anyway.

They whip their head around to stare at Hyuk. The lines of his back and his shoulders drawn taut, Seok-ju briefly wonders if Hyuk is the kind of detective to wed his job, if solving crimes and punishing criminals or perhaps granting closure to the victims of those left behind, are the things that keep him waking up in the morning and the things that accompany to sleep at night.

If he walks and wakes and breathes for nothing but, or if, perhaps, there’s something else in his life that can lead his heart along on a gentler path, one not as filled with corpses and people who think themselves entitled to the precious lives of others.

But the bite of his tongue, the harshness buried behind his morals, Seok-ju doubts he’s much willing to let anything soften him.

Which means they have to figure out how to at least get him mellow enough to not have them suspended for where their thought process usually leads them, once they’ve reached this point in an investigation.

“Inspector Lee,” he calls, just to make sure he still has the other’s attention. “If I were to ask you to follow a lead, but wouldn’t be able to tell you why I think it suitable to follow... would you do it?”

Would you follow a lead acquired from a dead man’s non-absolute truth?

[1dontc4re]

Bittersweet ep. 11, my thoughts (spoilers below)

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa go crazy go stupiddd. AL MET FINN AT A GAS STATION AND MADE A DEAL WITH HIM HOLY SHIT. That’s why he was able to go back to Seth in time and save him! But! I thought that because of that deal Al’s parents were erased from the universe or something, but that doesn’t make sense. Alphonse left Seth in the city because he found out his parents died, it didn’t happen after. It still doesn’t eliminate the possibility that Finn had something to do with what happened to Al’s parents. AND AND!!! Finn did some timely wobbly shit! And Al, maybe?, doesn’t remember! Like the first time they met! Fuck!!! How will Finn pay for all of this tho? 🤔🤔

FUCKING CHARLIE. The rat to ends all rats. Working this shituation from every possible angle. And that’s why Auron was somber and sad during the Christmas party!!! It’s intriguing that he sympathized with Al’s circumstance so much he was willing to help get the trio out as soon and as cleanly as possible. He may even have paid Seth’s bail or something (im Not American so no idea how the legal system works, but he got him out somehow). Man oh man. The possibilities…………

Maybe next episode we’ll get the final confrontation between Jessie and Derek. This will work out fine (it will not but a bitch can hope). Speaking of hope, I hope the trio have a nice time at the hotel and get some time to chill if you know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[twinfoxtails]

It's also that Eri is pretty much full after their last meal, Weaver! Any more places and he'll actually gain weight or start vomitting!

But… Weaver's right, this place DEFINITELY puts him on edge. And besides…

"Ohhh! A cosplay model, huh? Yeah, that reminds me of Eri. He does do hobby as a cosplay, and… he's around her size too, haha! Anyways, got to get back to work, your order will be here soon! Two special cheesecakes!"

Yeah, he's screaming internally. AND HIDING HIS FACE UNDER THE MENU WHEN ORIN WAS HERE ALL THIS TIME-

But… that's suprisingly open for Weaver. Eri could tell that it's not like she lied, but she definitely knows that he's able to tell that what sounds like a normal conversation to the public is, and Weaver's actual nature, purposely skipping any mystical details. He did note Weaver's glancing towards Orin, which did make him further not press her too much on 'that' part of her.

So she has a family business, and a brother, huh?… And those contracts… it's a lot to take in, as the boy fell into silence.

"So there's someone… the Mind-Maker. So you struck a deal with them, and whatever the trouble was, both you and your brother got into a fight because of it, and you ended up losing your job over it, and you are now working as a talent agent. But…"

That's when the sensitive details come in, and he's afraid to talk about it.

"… Even if you lost your job, your… ahem, your 'skillset' is still with you, right, Weaver? Would your brother and this 'Mind Maker' really not check on you just in case, or are you really sure they're fine letting you go around? If I were in your position, I'll be pretty wary, but... that's just me."

And surely enough, the cakes arrived! They're a bit on the small-size, but it's extremely soft and fluffy! Eri has to put the staff down by making it lie on his lap before he eats it.

"Here we go, go ahead and try it, Weaver! I'm sure you'll love how hu-... I mean, Japanese deserts are."

"Yup! Best cheesecake in the city, you'll love it! Hey, by the way, Weaver said you're a cosplay model, right? I guess that means you have Instagram? What's your ID? And Weaver, if it's alright, mind dropping me your contact info so I could look you up on the net later? I may know a friend who's looking for a job!"

"Aha... uhh... w-well..."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

twinfoxtails​:

“Yeah, it’s really good and one of my favourite places after a-… W-Wait, you already want to try the next place?!” 

Does she have the stomach of a black hole!? He’s already full as it is! Although, with the people looking, there’s a bit of concern and paranoia in him. Did he get found out? Or was the disguise THAT good that no one suspected him? So many questions running through his mind, but he’s trying not to think too much about it.

And before he knew it, he’s already tagging next to Weaver to the next place, which isn’t far from here, but it is a place Eri knows very well. This one isn’t noodles, but it’s-

“Welcome! Ah, hey! I know you! You’re our neighbour, right? I’ve seen you around from time to time. And this is…”

“A-Ahem… S-… Suzuran, nice to meet you, M-Miss. Pardon the staff, it’s heavier than it looks.“

“Yeah, nice to see you too, Suzuran… Hey, have we met? I could have sworn I seen you before, and I don’t mean that as a flirt-”

“Two special cheesecakes please! W-Weaver, what else would you like?”

As usual, there are people staring at them, as Orin directed them at a seat near the window. You know, for the nice view. With the red-haired girl passing the menu, Eri pretty much maintained his ‘Suzuran’ voice while talking to her, in order not to raise any suspicion from Orin. Or at least try not to.

Letting out a small cough, he might as well try communicating with the other, her mysteriousness aside.

“Ahem… say, Weaver… I couldn’t get you after all this time, but… If you don’t want to talk about what exactly are you, how about talking a bit about your backstory, if you like? I think you probably know all about me already, given what you are, so… how about it? As neighbors?”

Truth be told, Weaver only feels hunger because she wants to. She only needs to eat because she decided that. Realistically, food is an alien concept to her, and that’s why it fascinates her so much. Now, she’s getting the sense that Eri wants this to end as soon as possible, bringing her to a dessert place. And while she’d like to go on a fully culinary tour, seeing who’s serving them more than makes up for the missed opportunities. This is a place that will definitely put Eri on edge and put strain on him, and that’s sort of what she wants. She wants to see him squirm.

“I’m sure Eri has mentioned the nature of my work before, this is one of the talents I work with. Suzuran wants to be a famous cosplay model, but is still nervous in public, so we’re having her do regular activities in costume to give positive association with the clothing. So she isn’t overwhelmed when surrounded by a crowd of fans with cameras. She’s still uncomfortable cosplaying near people she knows, so we’ve come to a part of town where no one really knows her.”

Once seated, Weaver rests her chin on her hands, and lets Eri speak, the atmosphere not being suitable for dodging questions. Still, these questions… well these she can answer just fine. And to be fair, he did make a good point about the information imbalance between the two of them.

“Well, I’m from Sendai. The city, not any weird mystical realm. My brother and I worked there in the family business for a long time at the behest of our parents, if you could call them that. Before that we didn’t really come from anywhere that had a name, per se, and there’s no reason to dwell on that. I worked there for a long time, just going through the motions, not really feeling anything. I couldn’t, actually, it wasn’t part of the work so I wasn’t given that capacity. However, I didn’t really understand the people we were working with.”

She glances at Orin from time to time, under the assumption that she can hear everything that goes on in the store. One never could be too careful, after all. Thinking about it, she really could stand to know more about his family. Well, that’s for another time.

“See, the girls I was working with basically relied on dumb luck to whether or not they’d finish their contracts, and would usually just give up or get in over their heads first. My brother didn’t really care, but I found it to be inefficient and wasteful. So I went and contacted the person who made our work possible, a friendly fellow called the mind-maker, and managed to strike a deal that would benefit everyone. Or so I thought. The girls I was working with got into some trouble because of that and the girls my brother worked with ended up having to bail them out. My brother didn’t like that much, and eventually we all got into a fight. I lost the argument, and my job, but honestly, those girls stirred something in me. Their burning passion really opened my eyes to a world I’d been missing while buried in my work. So after the dust had settled, I packed my things and moved here to work as a talent agent. Seeing the passion of my clients and their strong emotions is what gets me up in the morning.” And as if on cue, the cakes arrive.

[absolutepokemontrash]

MC’s Half Demon and They Look Awfully Familiar

(Part 3! Starring Mini Mammon and Mini Asmo!)

Part 1 Part 2 Lessons 1-5 Underground Tomb special Group Retreat Lessons 10-12 Part 4

MC names:

Lucifer’s kid=L!MC | Mammon’s kid=M!MC | Asmo’s kid=A!MC

Why did bad things happen to good people? Well... Lucifer being a good person is up to interpretation. He hadn’t done anything too heinous recently, his instruments of torture were collecting dust for goodness sake! So why oh why was he staring down two half demon children who looked suspiciously like two of his brothers?

The first kid to step forward was Mammon’s without a doubt, but their general demeanour was very different from their father’s. Perhaps their other parent had done a good job-

“What the fuck was that?!”

Never mind. The kid had Mammon’s pottymouth.

The other child surveyed the scene with a nervousness that their suspected parent never possessed. The kid’s gaze fell on Lucifer, their eyes began to glow ever so slightly. “Uh-um...” the kid cleared their throat. “Someone explain what’s going on!”

Was this child seriously trying to use manipulation powers on Lucifer? He almost laughed at the mere idea of someone trying. The child didn’t even seem to be aware that they were doing it. When their question was met with blank stares, they instantly shrank back and practically hid behind the first half demon. Despite the severe self-esteem difference, this kid was Asmodeus’.

Lucifer’s own child cleared their throat and smiled. “Welcome to the Devildom!”

The Uncle That Looks Like he Has his Shit Together but he Leaves the Reunion Drunk off his Rocker (Lucifer)

Ah shit here we go again-

Okay- okay. Normally he’d scold L!MC for taking Diavolo’s line, but Dia had recovered from his shock and was now gushing over the new exchange students like an excited puppy.

“Okay... L!MC you’re going to need to share your room.”

“What?! Why?!”

“Unless Belphie is willing to give up the attic as a nap spot-”

“OVER MY DEAD BODY!”

“You’re sharing your room.”

RAD was buzzing with gossip for the entire first month of the second attempt at the exchange program. The threats of being eaten were once again stamped out very quickly.

(Special thanks to L!MC for being a good bodyguard)

Now, Lucifer didn’t exactly know what to expect when it came to the child of his favourite brother. Mammon was a dumbass, but this kid... this kid...

Was smart.

For the first time in Lucifer’s very long life he felt compelled to place someone in a higher echelon than himself.

Mammon’s child managed to successfully budget that dumpster fire of a house. On the first fucking day. Not only that. This kid managed to skim FIVE THOUSAND GRIMM OFF THE TOP AND THE BUDGET STILL WORKED! WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT-

Lucifer and Mammon thanked whatever spirit was watching over them because they truly believed their financial woes were over.

Shame that M!MC also spent their money on dumb stuff they didn’t need. Like father like child.

It’s no secret that Lucifer does have a bit of a soft spot for Asmo, I mean, who doesn’t love Asmo? But A!MC was a blessing sent right from the Celestial Realm.

They were just... too sweet. Way too sweet. Lucifer was actively getting cavities just being near them.

Anyone who bothered A!MC and M!MC during the first month ended up getting... uh... suspended.

(We can assume the threat of suspension would have extended to those who bothered L!MC but all the lesser demons were already terrified of them.)

Normally when Lucifer called someone into his study it was to lecture them for at least four hours and then send them to their rooms, but he was having quite the difficult time actually being upset with M!MC and A!MC.

A!MC looked close to tears and M!MC just stared right back at Lucifer with little to no fear in their eyes.

“Starting a fight during the first week of school is not how I expected the exchange students to behave.” Lucifer pinched the bridge of his nose, and prepared to continue the lecture, when he heard a sniffle. There wasn’t enough Demonus in the entire Devildom...

“I-I’m s—sorry...” A!MC sniffled, quickly wiping at their eyes. “Th-they were being r-really scary and we did-didn’t know what else to do...”

“So you threw them out of a window?”

“I threw them out of the window.” M!MC huffed. “They were bein’ a dick.”

“So you threw them out of a window?”

“That um...” A!MC mumbled. “That’s not all... I may have... told them to stick their head in a toilet first...”

“You made them stick their head in a toilet,” Lucifer turned to M!MC. “And then you threw them out of a window?”

“Yes.” M!MC and A!MC replied. Lucifer downed the rest of his glass of Demonus and debated whether or not it would be a show of weakness to slam his forehead into the desk in front of the children.

Lucifer looked between the two for a moment, then shook his head and sighed. “It’s my job to deal with threats to the exchange students, not yours.” Lucifer stood in front of the two, he rested his hands on their heads and gave them a quick pat, before knocking their heads together. “Next time someone bothers you, tell me. If I hear even a whisper of you two getting into another fight, I’m hanging you from the ceiling. Is that clear?”

A!MC and M!MC looked at each other, then back at Lucifer and nodded. “Yes sir!”

“Good.” Lucifer removed his hand from their heads. “Now shoo.”

Flying lessons for the two of them went way quicker than it did for L!MC, mainly because L!MC was a way better teacher.

As much as Lucifer loved his newly found niblings, he couldn’t show it too much. Outward softness was reserved for L!MC and L!MC only. M!MC and A!MC were stuck with silent acts of affection.

Every once and a while a little present or two would end up in M!MC or A!MC’s possession. Some ice cream money for M!MC when they blew their part of the budget on fancy sunglasses, a multiplayer video game that the three half-demons could play together, new shoes when A!MC accidentally ruined their’s...

He’s a good uncle. A scary uncle. But a good uncle. ^_^

(Don’t tell him I said that, I’m still in trouble for advertising Mammon’s escape Go Fund Me and I don’t want to have to write the rest of this HC hanging upside down.)

He’s Not Like the Other Dads, he’s a Cool Dad! (Mammon)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (Fear)

He’s a dad?! HE’S TO YOUNG TO BE A DAD! Hang on- he’s over five thousand years old...

Oh would you look at that! His kid pulled out a calculator.

...his annual income? Uh... why do you- HEY! WHAT’S WITH THAT FACE?!

M!MC puffed out their cheek as they continued to add the ever growing list of numbers into the calculator. Mammon was trying to get a peak at what they were calculating. M!MC suddenly looked up and practically lit up the room with their smile. Aw, their fangs were growing in!

They had a devilishly charming smile, just like their pop! A real chip off the old block! It almost brought a tear to Mammon’s eye and he actually felt compelled to give this kid all the money he had on him. Maybe even his Rolex too!

“Mammon, Avatar of Greed,” M!MC said sweetly. “My... dad.”

“Yep! That’s uh... that’s me!” Mammon awkwardly ruffled his kid’s hair, the kid laughed good naturedly.

M!MC’s sweet as honey smile flipped from elated to malicious in a manner of nanoseconds. “You owe over thirteen years of child support. Dad.”

Everyone say thank you to Lucifer and Diavolo for getting M!MC to compromise and not try and sue their father.

If you thought Mammon spoiled L!MC you’ve got another thing coming. Mammon’s wallet never stood a chance against his kid.

Poor Goldie, press F to pay respects.

Mammon also tried to teach A!MC and M!MC to drive, M!MC has no regard for their safety, the safety of others, or the laws of the road, buuuuuuuut they manage to get the car back with no dents and no property damage bills are being delivered to the house sooooo...

A!MC can drive fine... it’s just that they adhere to literally every law known to demonkind, which means neither Mammon or Asmo are allowed to open up the sunroof and do that movie thing where they pop their heads out and yell something. ITS NOT SAFE!

Our beloved dummy also tried to teach his kid how to play poker, with... limited success.

“Aw, come on kiddo.” Mammon smirked, flicking his kid on the nose. “Your poker face is awful, I can also see your cards from here.”

M!MC growled and held their cards closer to their face. “My poker face is fine!” It was in fact, not fine.

Mammon scratched his head and thought for a moment. Was he sure that this kid was his? I mean, they weren’t good at poker, had terrible luck in blackjack and roulette, and could barely understand the rules of craps. Craps! While he was lamenting the loss of possible gambling winnings, an idea hit Mammon at a thousand miles an hour.

“Hey kid, you’re damn good at math like your great and amazin’ father, have you ever thought about learnin’ how to count cards?”

Fancy outfits on, hair done (sorta), car ready, the two were off to the casino after quite the intense training montage. It appeared that casinos in the Devildom allowed children inside... Diavolo should really fix that.

“Okay M!MC, you remember what to do, right?”

“Yes. Remember the signal, and if someone catches on, deny deny deny.”

Mammon gave his kid a slap on the back. “Damn straight! You got this, bud.”

As the night dragged on, M!MC and Mammon had made their weight in money, paper money, they had made a SHIT ton is what I’m saying. Tragically, neither the Avatar of Greed or his child had any sense to leave before their luck crashed like the Stock Market in 1929.

They were both Icarus, and they were playing chicken with the sun... and by 3 am they were also playing chicken with security.

“GO GO GO!” Mammon shouted as he and M!MC sprinted towards the car, the night’s winnings in hand.

“I think I lost a shoe!” M!MC gasped as they scrambled into the car, security on their heels.

“I’ll buy you new shoes JUST PUT ON YOUR SEATBELT!”

Re-enacting every Fast and the Furious movie in twenty minutes was how that lovely night of father/child bonding should have ended... until they got home and realized they were locked out.

“The window to my room!” M!MC whispered, pointing up at their window. “It’s usually unlocked, we can climb up to get to it.”

“Good idea!”

M!MC tucked the bag full of their precious money under their arm and began the climb to their window, their father close behind. They had almost made it, they were so close, M!MC could literally touch the window-

The window swung open and the smiling faces of L!MC and A!MC greeted them.

“Oh my, it looks like we have some delinquents breaking curfew~.” L!MC cooed, resting their head on their hand.

“You shouldn’t be gambling this late! A-and your accessories don’t match!” A!MC huffed.

“Oi! L!MC, A!MC! What are ya doin’ up this late! It’s not good for ya!” Mammon whisper-yelled.

“My sleep schedule should be the least of your concerns right now, right A!MC?” L!MC elbowed A!MC, who nodded enthusiastically.

“Yep! Those who break curfew are hung from the ceiling by their toes.” A!MC shuddered.

M!MC rolled their eyes and stuck out their hand. “Come on L!MC! Let us in! You should listen to your older cousin!”

Upon hearing M!MC pull the older cousin card L!MC smiled deviously, grabbing both of M!MC’s hands. “Of course, dear cousin.” They leaned in. “Long live the king!”

L!MC shoved M!MC downward, Mammon caught them, but lost his own grip and they both lost hold of the money, which fell out of the bag and onto the ground like snow. Paper snow...

Oh well, at least Mammon and M!MC landed in some of the bushes...

“Ya know,” Mammon said as the money fell around them. “I’ve had dreams where this has happened.”

“Wow,” M!MC smiled. “Me too!”

Yep. This was his kid alright.

Not all his father/kid time revolved around money, it also revolved around both of them trying to avoid horror movie night without making it look like they were chickening out.

“Okay, I’ll fake a medical emergency!”

“Kid, no! They’ll never believe that!”

Since A!MC had their father’s eye for fashion and none of the judgemental comments, the kid became Mammon’s unofficial style coach.

“U-um... I hate to say it but those shoes don’t match with the rest of the outfit, the silhouette is confusing...”

“What’re ya talkin’ about? I look fantastic!”

“Are you blind? You look like a thrift store threw up on you.”

“Who invited you, Asmo?!”

“I’m here to support A!MC! You’re doing great by the way, sweetie!”

He may have cried a little when M!MC was able to fly without help... sniffle... they grow up so fast...

Oh- oh fuck they both crashed into the tree-

Oh My God he Actually Showed Up?! (Levi)

That... that couldn’t be real life! A shut-in’s worst nightmare! More people he needed to talk to!

Considering Mammon and Asmo’s track record with taking care of his things, Levi was incredibly hesitant to invite the two to binge anime with him and L!MC.

It seemed that the two normies inherited their fathers’s level of respect for closed doors. What I’m saying is the two crashed anime night.

“I have never seen such bullshit before.”

M!MC’s hands were stuffed in about five pairs of socks each, effectively turning their hands into useless nubs.

“You be quiet! This is to make sure that you don’t take any of my things and try and sell them on Akuzon!” Levi hissed, turning back to make sure his figurines were safe from the mini Mammon. A!MC was standing awkwardly next to L!MC, who was sitting in Levi’s gaming chair reading manga.

“So what are we going to watch..?” A!MC piped up. “I haven’t really watched much anime but I did watch Digimon...”

“I was more of a Beyblade kid.” M!MC hit their sock-stumps together to make a thumping noise.

Levi looked like he was ready to have a stroke. “L-listen! Those are gateway anime! You two need to watch proper anime! Non-dubbed anime!”

A!MC let out a shriek and stared at their reflection in a very shiny looking gundam figurine. “Have I been wearing off colour lip gloss the entire day?! O-oh no... I’m a mess!”

Levi let out a strangled wail and snatched the gundam out of A!MC’s hands. “D-don’t touch that! It’s worth more than a house!”

“It is?!” M!MC perked up and tried to wrestle their way out of their sock-gloves.

“Don’t make me stick you in a straight jacket...” Levi growled. He turned to L!MC with a pleading look on his face. “Please make them stop...”

L!MC grinned deviously and closed their book. “Of course I’ll help you, if we watch season two of The Promised Neverland.”

Levi shrieked and nearly pulled out his hair then and there. “It’s manga divergent! MANGA DIVERGENT! THEY SKIPPED SO MANY ARCS!”

M!MC and A!MC continued to wreak both purposeful and accidental havoc on Levi’s room, he was just about ready to summon Lotan then and there when L!MC shrugged.

“The ball’s in your court, Levi.” L!MC leaned back in the chair and resumed reading their manga.

Levi’s willpower shattered the moment he heard something fall off one of his cabinets. “WE CAN WATCH WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST MAKE THEM STOOOOOP!”

Quick as a flash, L!MC was out of the chair and had both M!MC and A!MC by the ears.

“HEY!” L!MC growled. “STOP ACTING LIKE IDIOTS OR SO HELP ME GRANDFATHER YOU TWO WON’T LIVE TO SEE GRADUATION!”

M!MC and A!MC became the most well behaved children in the Devildom after that... and L!MC and Levi got to watch their anime in peace.

Okay, Levi wasn’t heartless, he loved his lame normie niblings. They were just very very loud...

Though, M!MC was very good at finding merch for way lower prices... and A!MC actually really liked some of the anime they watched... Maybe they weren’t so bad.

M!MC’s attempts to budget that financial dumpster fire of an otaku was not going well, at least until M!MC convinced Lucifer to dangle concert tickets in front of Levi like a carrot on a stick until he agreed to do his best to stay within the monthly budget.

Levi had learned his lesson from L!MC’s flying lessons and steered clear of them, but luck was not on his side. The ONE time he willingly stepped outside of the house...

Both M!MC and A!MC crashed right into him.

The Uncle With the Cat You Never See and Aren’t Really Allowed to Pet. (Satan)

Oh fuck him sideways the house was going to be so much louder... Say goodbye to his quiet reading time...

On the bright side, the look of pure disbelief and exhaustion on Lucifer’s face gave Satan the biggest rush of serotonin he’d ever had in his life.

To be honest, he got on well with Asmo, and he... well it’s Mammon.

Could have been worse.

Could have been ANOTHER child of Lucifer.

“So... who do you think did it?” M!MC asked as the opening to the fourth episode of the murder documentary they were watching began. “I think it was the sister.”

“On what evidence do you make that assumption?” Satan asked.

M!MC shrugged. “Chick’s shifty.”

“I um... I think they disappeared on their own accord.” A!MC murmured. “I mean, so far it seemed the two’s home lives sucked...”

“Good theory.” Satan nodded to himself. “But both of you are wrong, it was very clearly the mother and the neighbour.”

“On what evidence do you make that assumption?” L!MC asked, imitating Satan’s voice. Detective Toe Beans was sprawled out on their lap.

Satan glowered at L!MC and leaned over to scratch Bean behind the ears. “The step-mother and neighbour are backing up each other’s alibis and they have a motive, access to a possible murder weapon, and a way of disposing of the corpses.”

L!MC rolled their eyes. “That’s a load of crap. It was just the step-mother. The mother had the motive, she and the father were on the outs, she wanted the father’s inheritance all to herself so she got rid of his kids.”

“How many more episodes of this are there?” M!MC asked. “This seems like a really dragged out way of just saying: I don’t know.”

“Sh! They’re explaining possible corpse disposal methods!” Satan hissed.

The four of them traded theories until the documentary series eventually ended with an unsatisfying ‘we dunno’.

“This is such shit...” M!MC muttered. “How have they managed to fill eight episodes with all these leads and evidence and the case is still unsolved?!”

“It’s because everyone involved was incompetent and stupid.” Satan sighed.

“You know,” L!MC smirked. “With all the true crime stuff the four of us watch, we could create the perfect crime.”

“We really could.” M!MC nodded in agreement.

“Using A!MC’s powers no one would suspect us...” Satan rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“Uh...” A!MC shifted uncomfortably. “On an unrelated note... I’m going to go...”

As A!MC scampered out of the room, L!MC turned to Satan and M!MC.

“There’s always the one weak person in the group who’s not down with murder.”

“A sad truth.”

“Hang on I thought we were talking about theft or something-”

Satan and M!MC are surprising study buddies, hell, they even help Mammon study. Or... it’s more accurate to say that they try to help Mammon study.

A!MC is good company, they’re quiet when they read, unlike most people in the house who felt the need to provide commentary on every single event that occurs in the book.

After proving to be quite useless in L!MC’s flight lessons, he just reminded the two new half demons to wear protective padding.

The Hot Single Dad That’s In Every Romcom That Features a Child (Asmo)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (excitement)

Oh... his... father... HE WAS A DILF NOW-

He practically vaulted out of his seat to coo and fuss over his new found hellspawn, they were just SO CUTE!

Their wings were just like his! So adorable! Oh and those little horns! They were so cute Asmo just might have combusted then and there.

Of course, he couldn’t combust without finding out which of his flings had made such an adorably shy mini-him.

“Ah! I remember that party!” Asmo squee-ed as he looked at a picture of A!MC’s parent. “They looked so hot in that outfit I swear I was completely-”

“Asmodeus.” Lucifer grumbled. “That’s a child in front of you.”

“Oh! Right! Mind if I call your ren, A!MC?” Asmo asked, ruffling their kid’s hair. “I want to see if they remember me fondly!”

As Asmo chattered with A!MC’s parent about just how adorable and perfect their kid turned out, Asmo leaned over to A!MC to ask a question.

“A!MC, I know this is sudden but how do you feel about getting a sib-”

“ASMODEUS IF YOU FINISH THAT SENTENCE I WILL FEED YOU TO CERBERUS!”

“Tsk. Rude.”

It’s safe to say Asmo adores his kid. I mean, they’re 50% him, how could he not.

He didn’t exactly have experience with the whole... being a big part of his kids’s life thing. Sure he held the unofficial record for most kids but that was because effective birth control hadn’t been invented at the time when he was allowed to run rampant in the human world, not because he was an A+ dad.

None of that mattered! He was going to be a 10/10 dad to A!MC!

They were so shy... so... mouse-like...

“Um... dad?” A!MC awkwardly twiddled there thumbs as they stood in the doorway to their father’s room. The sweet smell of whatever essential oil was being spread with the diffuser did next to nothing to calm the poor half-demon’s nerves.

Asmo popped his head out of his walk-in closet with a sparkling smile. “Yes, child of mine?”

“I um, just wanted to ask...” A!MC was desperately trying to stave off an oncoming stutter-spiral. “H-h-how- *ahem* how do- ugh...”

A!MC steeled their face and straightened their posture.

“How do I be confident like you?!” They blurted that out a little too loud for comfort, but Asmo’s near-immediate joy quashed any embarrassment A!MC was feeling.

“You want to be like little ol’ me?” Asmo gushed, clearly trying to hide just how flattered he was. “Well, of course you do! Your dad’s got your back. So first what we’re going to do-”

The Avatar of Lust had done the stereotypical early 2000s movie makeover many times before, but never with so much enthusiasm. His kid’s style was fine, it wasn’t a lack of pizazz either, it was the lack of confidence in the pizazz.

“Okay, now stand up straight.”

A!MC straightened their back as much as they could.

“Perfect! Chin up, shoulders back, and there you go!”

A!MC didn’t look too different on account that Asmo felt like their fashion sense was perfect, but dear not-old dad coached MC on a new walk, better posture, and Asmo filled their arms with about seven boxes of self-care supplies.

“What’s all this for?” A!MC asked, shifting the weight of the boxes slightly so they could actually see their dad.

“That, A!MC, is all the stuff you need to have confidence.” Asmo explained. “It’s not required of course, but it sure does help.”

“I’m not sure I follow...”

“Oh sweetie, it’s simple really. When you take care of yourself, you feel better, and when you feel better, you look better, and when you look better and feel better, your confidence skyrockets!” Asmo shifted some of the boxes A!MC was carrying around so they could stand up straighter and not be held down by the weight of the self-care arsenal. “Good posture stops your back from hurting, dressing decently helps you feel better about your appearance, as does taking care of your skin, aaaaaand all this will culminate in you being your best!”

A!MC still looked a bit skeptical, but they nodded anyway.

“Remember MC!” Asmo said as he led MC back to their room to help them sort their new stuff. “Confidence in yourself doesn’t happen overnight, so don’t let Mammon try and sell you a fix-all potion because it’s just boiled Gatorade.”

“O-okay- wait did you just say-”

“Yes, boiled Gatorade.” Asmo shuddered. “Let’s not talk about that.”

Dear uncle Asmo? A financial dumpster fire?! It’s more likely than you’d think.

Sure, Asmo’s got a job and makes his own money, but Geez Louise... one demon does not need that much hand cream! Or that many questionable Akuzon packages that everyone is too afraid to touch...

M!MC had their work cut out for them is what I’m trying to say.

Of course... once M!MC realized what a lost cause getting Asmo to stop with the obsessive bath bomb purchases was and a few too many insults were thrown at M!MC’s dear dad... some of Asmo’s things went uh... “missing”

But would you look at that! No one went over-budget!

Even though their dads have a fierce party related rivalry, A!MC and M!MC get along great. It’s very wholesome.

The Uncle That Helps You Pester Whoever is in Charge of the Food at the Family Reunion About Dessert (Beel)

Yay! More kids :)

Do you think any of them know how to cook? No? Okay... :(

Beel adores his new niblings with all his heart and soul, and Belphie’s out of the attic and is able to meet them with everyone else this time! Yay!

I didn’t mention this in the other parts- but Beel totally gave L!MC piggyback rides whenever they asked, but now that two more kids have arrived... it’s now a fight to be tall.

But yea- kids like uncle Beel. Strong contender for favourite uncle.

“Do you think this is right?” A!MC asked as they fiddled with the settings on the stovetop.

“No clue. Do we put the cheese on while the meat is cooking or do we wait until after?” M!MC asked, they flipped through multiple cheeseburger recipes on their DDD, their frustration growing. “Hang on- do we have a deep fryer?”

A!MC rummaged around the cupboards and shelves for a good fifteen minutes and came back empty handed. “No, but I’ve seen videos of people making fries without a deep fryer, I think we just need to heat up vegetable oil and drop the potatoes in.”

After setting up the make-shift deep fryer, the two cousins carefully dropped the first fry into the oil, then screamed like banshees when some oil splashed close to their hands.

“Did you get burned?!” M!MC asked, A!MC shook their head.

“No, you?”

“Nah...” M!MC eyed the oil warily. “We should do this one at a time to be safe...”

It was an awkward process, grab potato, place potato, scream, make sure no one is burned, repeat. As... decent as the process was, with both of them manning the deep fryer, no one was manning the patties that were now completely charred.

“What’s going on in here? It smells like Solomon’s cooking.” Beel poked his head into the kitchen and saw two very upset children and the world’s messiest kitchen.

“We’re failures. That’s all...” M!MC murmured.

“We wanted to make lunch for all of us and we ruined it...” A!MC added.

Beel’s heart was set to explode then and there- but his stomach growled. “You tried your best, don’t feel too bad. Let’s get cheeseburgers somewhere else with Belphie.”

M!MC and A!MC nodded enthusiastically as the three of them left the destroyed kitchen behind them.

After Beel had to sling a sleeping Belphie over his shoulder, the now four of them were halfway out the door before they heard L!MC scream bloody murder.

“YOU IDIOTS COME BACK HERE AND CLEAN THIS MESS UP RIGHT NOW!”

M!MC and A!MC made eye contact, then sprinted out the door. “CHEESEBURGERS FIRST!”

A!MC and M!MC probably go to all of Beel’s games like the little super fans they are. Beel is very grateful for the support! :D

Flying lessons? Nnnnnot again. He’s here for moral support and moral support only. And to catch the two babs when they inevitably fall.

The Uncle Who Was Like... Really Racist the Last Time You Saw Him But He’s Not Anymore (Belphie)

So he uh... he didn’t try and kill these two. That already gave the two newbies a better first impression than what he gave to L!MC.

The Anti Lucifer league ALSO grew, just by one member though. A!MC was very easily persuaded to snitch on whatever prank the group concocted.

The attic nap club gained two new members, but Belphie still had to deal with wings hitting him in the face and waking him up. He’d usually return the favour with a swat from his tail.

“M!MC I swear I will throw you out of the window if you kick me again.” Belphie murmured, mashing his face into his pillow.

“Mmmph.” M!MC threw a pillow in Belphie’s direction.

“Quit whining, Belphie.” L!MC huffed. “You’re doing better than me.”

A!MC had attached themselves to L!MC like a sloth to a tree and would not let go or stop drooling. Ah schadenfreude, the best feeling in the galaxy...

“Stop with that look.” L!MC hissed, Belphie snickered. “I’m telling you to quit it because you’ll wake up Beel, and Beel is solving your M!MC problem.”

Belphie turned to see Beel practically crush M!MC into a bone breaking hug in his sleep.

“Should we do something about that?” L!MC yawned.

Belphie smirked his little douchebag smirk. “Eh, let them stew for a few more minutes.”

“Help me...” M!MC rasped.

Out of the three, A!MC is probably the best nap buddy, they bring in their own pillows and don’t hog the blankets.

Belphie is once again at the forefront for taking videos of the flying lessons, at least till M!MC accidentally broke Belphie’s DDD.

Just a friendly reminder, the sleepy cow man would kill for these kids.

Look at them funny and no one will find your body.

Okay! That’s part 3 done! I had to cut Belphie’s and Satan’s short because of post limit stuff, but the stuff with the side characters is coming soon! Also, Mammon would like me to inform all those who donated to his Go Fund Me that you will NOT be getting your money back, he has a kid to deck out in full Gucci now, he needs the cash!

[sometipsygnostalgic]

adventure time wizard city liveblog

 well here we go

my last adventure time liveblog, i havent actually done one of these in MANY years... probably not since 2014

this takes place at the same time as obsidian?

DID-- DID CHOOSE GOOSE JUST DIE

DID BUFO JUST KILL CHOOSE GOOSE

yeah i know that’s bufo, they only made it enormously obvious, tsk tsk

@spaceacepearl​ joked about us seeing choose goose get sent to hell but i diDNT EXPECT IT TO HAPPEN

This music is i assume by one of the many musical artists Adam Muto listed on twitter, it rocks. It’s not as hardcore as Obsidian’s intro, but it’s suitably chill for the scene. 

“get offa my bus kid”

Those wizards in the left and far right groups appear to be new! 

OH MY GOD--

HELP?????? NEW PROFILE PIC TIME

HAHAHAHAH

THE MUSICAL CON DID ME GOOD, I DID REALLY LOUD AUDIBLE LAUGHTER

i bet hanna and co had fun making these signs

my favourite is the cat with “FAMILIARS HAVE RIGHTS”

cadorka..... wow

We’re not even four minutes into the ep and peppermint butler has already killed someone in front of a large group of witnesses

“this smells of DARK MAGIC” “yall kids know thats illegal right” peps watches the other kids nod before later joining in, LOL

i cant believe pep started the great gum wars and got killed by golb

SOMEONE has been playing Overwatch... 

i-- i still cant believe choose goose is fucking dead

how long was he stuck in hell for, or was that recent to together again after new death showed up 

i have to admit im not a big fan of spader, too perfect, and not in that funny way either. i hope they give him some characteristics that make him stand out. 

im getting flashbacks to OK KO and Owl House here...

Cadebra using music is a reference to Abracadaniel’s love of interpretetive dance in Play Date. 

“they only laugh because youre different” “i know” “SO STOP BEING DIFFERENT” oh my god it’s like talking to my own parents cadebra is actually... a LOT like me, less in her hyperactivity but more in her nonchalant enthusiasm and almost acceptance of the inevitable bullying because it means more time in people’s consciousness

ahhh - it’s quietly revealed here that she is responsible and a skilled magician, she is just bored of magic! i like that she parents abracadaniel instead of being downtrodden by his ramblings. 

PEP NO--- oh i see the problem, he hasn’t got his Bug Milk... sorry Martin Olsen fans, no Hunson today. At least we get one more Phil Face for the road! 

candy people in their natural habitat

Ahhh that’s Doctor Calidoneus! The voice actor was at the recent Distant Lands panel alongside Pep and Blaine’s actors. 

“pretty sure hes just trashcandy” - i like you, sassy antler lady

the mystery of how he gets clothes

and once again spader is proving to be the most irritating distant lands character of the lot, there is no subversion here. where is the subversion?  

NANI

what is going on here? are pep and peppermint the same person or not? im sure they must be, but there is something going on here with peppermint butler’s soul being trapped in the body of his child self who hasn’t got the same memories. 

OH, HYNDEN WALCH DID A NEW LINE yes this is what im here for, special over 

peppermint butler cursed himself... of course he did - Shado was correct!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

ROCK STUDENT, BLESSED ROCK STUDENT, WAS THAT POOR GUY WHO LOOKS LIKE A JAWBREAKER

love the reference to astral plane, of course pep cant astrally project because cursed pep is still inside of him 

wow, blaine, wow

they have a crush

LITTLE DUDE! COLE SANCHEZ!

i love the dynamic between cadebra and abracadaniel, imo so far it’s the heart of the special. im not really gripped by peppermint butler’s school troubles. i imagine someone else probably will be but i want to run past that shit as far as possible. 

TRDGFYGHJH

WE

WE MADE  A PREDICTION THAT WAS JUST LIKE THIS

PEPPERMINT BUTLER GETTING TURNED INTO THE FOUR COMPONENTS OF PEPPER MINT BUTT LURE WAS IN THE WIZARD CITY PREDICTIONS ART DRAW THAT HASNT BEEN POSTED YET

ILL SHOW YOU WHEN NICK POSTS THE VIDEO and then ill tell you who made the prediction because i... think it was nick himself, insanity 

who plagiarized finn’s signature???

turns out pep really DID take over wizard city!!!!

i love this band

i understand your pain peps

you probably have a bit too much in common with your mother, and i imagine it isn’t easy being turned into a kid and not being able to do stuff that came so easy. you’re disappointing yourself! (he’s literally disappointing himself)

I’m less than halfway through the special, what the fuck. I wasn’t wrong when I said Wizard City had a lot on its plate. It’s noit that I’ve been particularly gripped up to this point, though to be fair I didn’t pause at all during the other specials barring Obsidian. 

that... that poor kid is still a rock

and then the preview happened and bufo casually revealed to the audience that, yes, he killed choose goose

i dont know whats happening with pep but it seems he needs to be exorcised of... pep. which is a shame. i hope they learn to coexist. 

i have to say the background work in this special is really good! like, really damn good. 

WH

WHAT

DID SPADER JUST DIE

IS THIS WHY PEOPLE THINK PEPBUT KILLED HIM 

oh thats right - abracadaniel is cadebra’s uncle! this must be abracadniels sister. sorry, folks, he doesn’t fuck. 

Where are they? Is this anywhere near Wizard City? It’s an unpopulated prewar wasteland. 

THESE ARE JUST HUMANS

OF COURSE SHE WANTS TO PERFORM TO MILQUETOAST HUMANS

my child

is this an art style choice or did they get the people from that one studio to make this

HANNA FINALLY GETS TO FULFIL HER DREAM OF INSERTING KANEDA INTO ADVENTURE TIME

the red jacket he wears and his head pill shape is a big kaneda reference actually, which i suppose makes sense considering he’s a rival to our protagonist, but it’s a bit on the nose

bufo killed one of his own students? but why????

“MY UNCLE’S A COP”

“no one likes a rat”

i actually really like blaine, though im confused. did their VA change halfway through the special?

HOW NATURAL, NO WASTE, IT IS AN ENDLESS CHAIN

did doctor caledonius steal the trophy,,,? 

EVIL SNAIL EVIL SNAIL

MONMSTER HUNJTER DISCOVERY NOISE, this time it’s a tetsucabra

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I HAVE QUESTIONS

god i wish this is what this special was about, i miss adventure time

these remind me of the comics with their art style :) i wonder who designed them? the one on the right with pb and pep, in particular, very comics-y. 

fdgfhgf because he’s like 500

“pep can be kind of a jerk but he wouldn’t kill anyone”

sorry, cadebra, i have news for you

is doctor calednoius the true villain? if bufo’s out of the picture, she MUST be, 

ANTS

oh no, he might gbe stuck in wizard city :( 

HELP

the writing on the wall...

SPADER LITERALLY FUCKING DIED OH YM JESUS CHRIST

PEPPERMINT BUTLER’S OWN CULT????

THIS IS JUST OK KO NOW

okay im not surprised all the teachers at wizard city are cultists in worship of peps, maybe they killed spader and bufo because they bullied peps T_T

wait no, they thought spader had the potential, but sadly not

HE FUCKING KILLED HIMSELF

sorry, i was distracted by the pretty dope fight sequence and now the special is over????

fucking jesse, hes probably at least partly responsible for the cult nonsense

This credits art is by Maya Petersen!!!! Holy shit it’s adorable!

LRETGFDRGTFGMHGFHFG

LEAF MAN

DO YOU THINK THEY PUT HIM IN RETROSPECTIVELY

DO YOU THINK MAYA PETERSEN DREW THIS AND ADAM PUT IT IN THE EP RETROSPECTIVELY

HE LIVES

MAYBE THIS IS WHY CHOOSE GOOSE WENT TO HELL

okay, it’s over :) 

first thoughts out of the way: not a big fan of this special. it’s like watching a completely different show. it’s not got the PZSHAHH of the normal wizard city stuff and there weren’t a lot of funny jokes or even hearty moments in the thing. 

it suffers from a lack of invested character interactions, much like BMO did. there was not a single main cast member in the whole thing! and like i said before, much of peppermint butler’s character in the show is based on his very sweet relationship to his mother, princess bubblegum, so when they showed a single (hilarious) photo of them together it made me sad we didn’t get any scenes with them together. it would have STOLEN this episode. and they teased the hunson golf photo, and death!!! and jake appeared in a photo T_T last jake appearance. 

it also suffers because Peppermint Butler is clearly not himself, imo he was way more entertaining in the Together Again special, where we seem him back to his “normal” self. 

i dont think peps being a dark wizard was something to “kill off” exactly. i wonder what was going on there? was that actually peps, or was that a spirit he cursed himself with based on himself? we at least know in the future he does become a dark wizard again, and even princess :) this special didn’t answer those questions but lol. 

THE GOOD STUFF, because yes, there was a lot of good stuff! 

God, I’m with Aracle and Maya on this - I LOVE Cadebra and her relationship to Pep. I wish she was even in more of this - I would love to watch the adventures of Cadebra and Pepbut in their first year of school, like in the end credits.

That, imo, is where the heart of the special lay - Peppermint Butler’s attempts to impress himself, versus Cadebra’s self acceptance and desire to follow her dreams of being a goofy goober, no matter what other people thought of her. 

It turned out that Cadebra is a responsible student and family member. I really liked that. Her scenes with Abracadaniel were, somehow, my favourite in the entire special! 

I like that theres a lot of cool magic towards the end of this special, and a lot of HORRIFYING DEATH. It wouldn’t be adventure time if you didn’t randomly kill off child characters. Poor Spader, I hated you but damn, what a grim fate. 

I like that Bufo and Caledonius had this crush/hatred thing going on, but they were part of the same cult in the end. 

I didn’t like the giant peps scene at the end, the monster was extremely milquetoast compared to the madness we usually get in AT. Obsidian, for example, had the awesome Larvo design. Nemesis had some INSANE dark magic!!!!  I wish they drew more from that episode. 

Considering how much Steve Little appears in this special, I do feel bad for Mace (little Peps). He said he would have really benefitted from coaching, but recieved none. He had to re-record his lines 3 times! Judging from his description of events, Wizard City was a hard time for him. 

The wizard school did remind me, heavily, of both The Owl House and OK KO. Personally I was hoping AT would offer me something more insane, but I do love both of those shows, and I know Wizard City was on a really tight schedule. 

I think they should have spent less time on the school bullying plot, and skipped straight to MURDER. 

We did have a cold opening, not on par with Together Again’s at all, but damn!

I am wondering where I would put this in the watch list? I do think it should sit after Obsidian as the third special. The intro scene makes it clear this takes place at the same time as Obsidian!!!

Well, that was it, the last ep of AT for the next few years at least T_T

i think together again was the better finale, definitely. but wizard city feels pretty detached from AT for me, despite the familiar characters it tonally isn’t like the show other than the awesome brutal death scenes. I thought the last 11 minutes was easily the best in the special! Which, honestly, is how it should be, though I do wish it gripped me more. Maybe I’m just not the target audience for Wizard City? It feels like something I would find very compelling if I was a bit younger! 

[lord-aldhelm]

@garunsdottir

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You have NO IDEA how happy this made me! THANK YOU SO MUCH for taking the time to leave this comment/reblog! I am swimming in the air right now!! This really made my day! I am shaking rn, trying to calm myself so I can type....

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

OK.

First, I totally understand why people would not ship them, and just appreciate their relationship for what it is. Honestly I get it; if they had been romantically involved I may not have been so crazy about them. I think it is the fact that his love was unrequited, unconsummated, and yet he stayed devoted to her that really pulled at me. He had no expectations of her returning his love, and yet he still remained by her side without any ill feelings towards her. I DO love how there are many platonic friendships in this series (Hild/Uhtred being a great one, especially since they do hook up in the books, gross....) And honestly we need more of this in media. Not every man/woman relationship needs to be romantic. Also I really do not like how romantic relationships between characters just get reduced to being each other's love interest without any depth.

That being said, I really feel for Aldhelm. He just loves Aethelflaed with his whole entire being, and he suffers so much in this show. I just cannot for the life of me understand how she looked at THAT and then wanted to go fuck Uhtred, I just don't. So, yeah, I ship them. Intensely.

And I CANNOT BELIVE I managed to convert someone, holy hell!

Also I am blown away that my work has resonated with so many people! Including you! Like I said in an earlier post (BTW OMG YOU ACTUALLY WENT THROUGH MY ENTIE BLOG AND READ EVERYTHING! ILYSM!!!!!!) I wrote this for me, and me alone. They were driving me insane, and I just started to write down all the daydreams I had, because if I didn't I was going to explode. I was never intending to publish it. Once it was done though, after spending over a year on it, I thought, what the hell? and got an AO3 account and released it to the world, for better or for worse. And I was just bowled over by the comments and kudos and bookmarks, especially as a first time writer for a work that, to be honest, I really was not sure was that great. if even one person loved it that was satisfaction enough for me.

On the world building and Aldhelm's character development: I did not want this to be simply a smut vehicle; I don't want that for them. I love Aldhelm to absolute bits (as I am sure you already gleaned from my unhinged blog), and I wanted to give his character depth, a backstory, some interests and hobbies, and make him more three dimensional. I did not want to reduce him to Aethelflaed's sex toy or love interest; I wanted him to stand out as his own awesome character. I also put a lot of myself in his character development, since, as an introvert, he reminds me so much of myself. I probably hit every trope in the book, but I have to be honest, I have never read fanfic before, and as I said I was just writing what popped into my head.

About the pacing (slow burn): So, originally this story was going to take place after 4.10, and the first 13 chapters were originally going to be flashbacks thus the episodic nature of the first half. But the flashbacks became so cumbersome and I had to move them to their own chapters as a story instead. So my main dilemma was this: in the show Aethelflaed died still in love with Uhtred, and never gave Aldhelm any consideration. How was I to make a relationship between them work? How could she fall in love with Aldhelm when she still carried a torch for Uhtred until the day she died? So I took the nice chunk of space between s3 and 4 to develop that. As I continued to write it, I realized I could not have her stay with Uhtred a moment longer, and thus the arc of the story changed as I was writing it. It is probably a lot longer than it should be, and more angst than I was originally planning, but it is what it is. I really could not remove any chapters; they are each so important to the telling of the story. I still may publish my original story after I clean it up, I cannibalized a lot of it for this one.

I know this story is not for everyone, and most people that read fanfic probably go for the smut and instant gratification. But I just could not do that. I wanted them to fall in love with each other and develop a real deep, lasting relationship with each other, and focus on that rather than sex (which is coming BTW). My kink is meaningful, loving, committed relationships with lots of mutual affection, devotion and respect. I know it is weird, I guess, but that is how I wanted to write them

I am so glad you loved the sparring chapter; I think that was one of my favorite chapters to write!! LOL!

Aldhelm is asking Aethelflaed to get rest from letters and spar with him while the weather is nice: and nothing can go wrong! Aldhelm, a few moments later: oh no, it all went so wrong! 

Oh and the Aelfwynn bits: yes, you are welcome! :) I couldn't not... she is also an important part of the story.

He did not want to destroy her life; he would happily suffer to make sure she stayed safe.

So this is a big part of his character that I could not change, and was integral to the story. He didn't just jump on her the first chance he had, and even when it seemed like she returned his feelings (she did) he still held back because he was more concerned about ruining her life than gratifying himself. It is something I could see him doing, tbh. It was the main conflict of the story, really, something he has to fight to get over. What can I say, we both know Aldhelm is a terminal overthinker. I really wanted to stay in character for him, and I honestly could not see him jumping at the opportunity to get into a romantic relationship with her without a lot of pensive introspection and consideration.

i've got to say my favourite chapters were 13 & 14, cause i am that angsty person who loooooves see characters suffer, feel deflated, and be eaten by the deepest, darkest thoughts inside and out

Chapter 13 and 14 were the hardest ones to write for me, because I really had to reach down into the pain and pull that out. Writing a happy love story where nothing goes wrong is boring as hell, even if it is deserved.

About the technical stuff (head popping POV), so I am not a writer, and I know it probably comes across as awkward sometimes. However, it was intentional; I thought it was very important to convey BOTH of their thoughts and feelings rather than making it one sided, or worse, just focusing on actions alone with no introspection. So I wrote it in third person omniscient so we can get both of their thoughts. I am not sure if there is a way to write it otherwise and still preserve the feeling of the story. You are welcome to DM me some insight if you want; I am happy to take constructive criticism, and I can apply it to the next story (I am already working on a season 2 one of them, starting from scratch as it were, and this one will not have Uhtred in it at all)

:)

➡️ Chapter 17 of Springtime in Saltwic is up on AO3 ⬅️

Title: A Long December

Summary: Aldhelm gives Aethelflaed a meaningful gift.

Start from Chapter 1

[alildritten]

Okay, apologies in advance, this post became really long!!

I have had such frickin’ brainrot for Sundrop/Moondrop, and ended up making a whole au that isn’t even focused on them at all lol.

Ok, so here’s some ideas I had:

-Two new animatronics

-Nova: A dragon animatronic that was made for the role of security, and is there to protect Vanessa/current security guard. (Very fuzz)

-Mocha: A tiger animatronic that runs a small coffee shop within the building, slightly nearish to DJMM’s area. (Also very fuzz)

Excuse me, I currently have songs running in and out of my head, I just need to scream for a sec- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Okay, back to work. Nova was purposefully made, because I wanted to try to make an AU. I have never made an AU before, so… we’ll see how this goes. Mocha, on the other hand, ended up just sort-of…. existing in the end. So, yeah.

-Eclipse: Human, (I don’t know much of the lore for the previous games, but I bet I can have my brother explain the whole shabang, who had a FNAF phase and all), Eclipse would’ve worked at all the previous places as a night security guard. For some reason, they suddenly quit before SB came out. (Idk which was the most recent before that, but I keep thinking it’s Sister Location. Should be pretty obvious by now, but I’m a scaredy-cat who never had a FNAF phase before now.) Eclipse came back when she heard of the new pizzeria. Just to check it out, and stuff. Y’know, check up on security, see if the bots are in need of scraping, yeah. Oh, right, they also (use she/they pronouns) have a full security pass, as compensation for surviving and working at the company so long.

-Eclipse becomes close friends with all the animatronics, in particular Nova, and has a tendency (okay, every day, sometimes multiple times a day) to go to Mocha’s little coffee shop, because, unlike me, they are obsessed with drinking coffee.

-Sun and Moon are separate beings, and consider the other as a brother. Sun is still hyper and wacky, (might have trouble writing them), and Moon is going to be patient and calm. (Most of the time.)

-Eclipse has a sword. That can cut through metal. Don’t ask, I don’t know either, but I keep imagining them with a cool sword that can ACTUALLY DO DAMAGE TO ANIMATRONI-

-Eclipse and Roxanne are good friends, many similar interests

-Freddy is still the kind father figure, Chica… idk, you figure it out I really don’t know, Roxanne is still an insecure little wolf and likes slightly more intense music and acts really cool but is constantly questioning herself and reality, and Monty is still the aggressive little gator that he is.

-Monty and Roxy like to go golfing together, where they golf as they talk about all their problems and can have arguments that don’t affect their friendship, including talking about the absence of Bonnie and Foxy, as well as what that entails.

-Monty did NOT attack Bonnie, and was actually close friends with him. I also go with the headcannon that the bucket thing ended up smashing Bonnie to the point where they just gave up and replaced him with Monty.

-Yes, Vanessa exists in this AU. She and Eclipse become close friends.

Alright, I’m done for now, though I have thought this AU through SO MANY TIMES OH MY GOSH-

Also, a little thing too. :>

On Valentines Day, Eclipse went to the pizzeria. Like usual. When she entered, she spotted Vanessa patrolling. They were closed today, so she wasn’t too surprised. She called out a quick, “Hey, Vanessa! Happy Valentines Day!” and gave a wave. Vanessa returned her enthusiastic greeting before getting back to work. There wasn’t much different in scenery for the pizzaplex. Perhaps, yes, maybe a few more hearts than usual, and perhaps the lighting was only slightly more pinkish, but not much overall. Eclipse frowns, just slightly, before suddenly getting tackled by an enormous… puppy? That’s what it seemed like, almost, from the way Nova acted. They were panting, tongue out, tail wagging furiously in excitement. “Hi Eclipse! How are you? It’s nice to see you again!” Eclipse pushes them off, laughing at their enthusiasm. “Hi, Nova.” She gives Nova a boop on the nose, whose face goes from excitement to confusion as they contemplate what that was. “Happy Valentines Day!” She says, whipping out a heart sticker and putting it on their muzzle. “What’s Valentines Day?” Nova asks, even more puzzled. “Oh! It’s called the day of love.” Nova gives her a suspicious look. “No, no. Not like that. I mean it in a platonic way, silly! Others use the day to show romantic feelings, usually, but I just use it to show my friends some appreciation!” Nova nods, understanding. They boop Eclipse’s nose, and yell “HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!” with a massive grin on their face. Eclipse bursts out laughing, their happiness contagious.

AACK I AM SO SO SORRY THIS ENDED UP BEING SUCH A LONG POST WOOPS