#I wonder what they mean by that 🤔

[feat-ryuu]

as the kids say: i got one more in me

[starbylers]

Interesting how Noah and Millie both post bts within a day of each other yet there is no Mike/El content to be seen from her….interesting……..

[emry-stars-art]

Was inspired to draw kisses and of course they’re royal au flavored

Find the royal au masterpost here 💕

[dronebiscuitbat]

Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 52)

Another week, more nothing, more worry building within everyone involved. Where was Doll? How was she avoiding leaving any trace at all?

V was spending more time away from her apartment and more time with Lizzy. When N asked her about it. She blushed and said something similar to “stupid pair bond” but refused to alaborate any further. She assured him she was still checking the vents, and continued to find nothing… she was frustrated to say the least.

When he got home for the weekend though, Uzi was on the couch curled up in a ball with her tail out, a bowl of copper wire that she was dipping her hand into to munch on, and she was staring intently at the TV. Which was playing… romance?

“Uh… Zi?” He asked curiously, he knew his girlfriend well and she wasn't the type to watch a rom-com for any other reason then to make fun of it. But here she was, watching without making any snarky comments on it.

“Hmm? Oh! Hey.” She hummed in response, chomping into another copper wire like it was a twisler, using her fangs like wire cutters. Tera was on the couch next to her, attention also focused on the screen.

“Are you… watching a rom-com, and taking it seriously?” He asked gently, looking amused if not also a bit confused.

Uzi blinked at him, then turned to the television, blinking at it as well before her eyelights went wide and she realized what she was doing, her brow furrowed and she clicked off the screen with the remote.

“I… guess I was.” N laughed lightly, his hat already hung on the hat rack as he slid onto the couch next to her, letting his body relax as springs uncoiled and hydraulics decompressed, he let out a tired groan.

He was tired. He wasn't quite used to working so hard every day again, it didn't help either that the last three days he'd been sent to the same house for noise complaints, then again for domestic violence, then again for another noise complaint.

In all honesty, he was halfway tempted to pull out his claws and scare the shell off the guy who lived there (who looked like he walked straight out of a wife-beater convention) but that would be against WDF policy and he was nothing if not obedient.

“You okay?” Uzi asked, cuddling up to his side while purring softly, his tail wagged as he pulled her closer, resting his head on hers as he purred back, smiling softly.

“Mm. Just tired.” He replied, and Uzi's purr grew louder, she buried her face into his neck and wrapped her arms around him, and he chuckled, he wasn't sure what was Uzi's deal today, she could be affectionate, but this was a little much for just him coming home.

“Is everything okay? First the rom-com, now this? Are you going soft on me?” He asked, though he made no indication that he disliked the attention. She giggled into his neck before he felt her shift in his arms, then he felt a familiar pinch on his neck that made him stiffen breifly.

She was biting again, though this time curiosity got the better of him and he didn’t interrupt her and instead let her continue, besides, it didn't hurt.

“Missed you…” She hummed after a moment of barely sinking her fangs into his neck before she was licking it to re-heal the wound. Her tail wrapped around his leg and he held her back, a blush on his visor.

“I missed you too… but are you sure you're okay? You're not acting like yourself.” He pushed her slightly off him, enough to look at her but not enough to fully push her off, she sat on his lap, still purring and her tails grip around his tail tightened.

“M’fine…” She slurred, clearly not fine. He tilted up her visor so he could look at her eyes only for his eyelights to go hollow and for him to gasp.

The solver symbol was bright in her eyes, purple and unblinking, her other eyelight was blown wide, like a cat that had just had catnip, she smiled at him, nuzzling into his touch even though she was clearly not all there.

A part of him braced for her to suddenly lunge for him, to go feral and want to feed from him or simply fly away again, but she never did, she sighed as she looked at him lovingly.

“I love you.” She hummed now holding the arm connected to the hand still holding her chin, her purring was loud, much louder then he'd ever heard it.

“U-uzi… there's something wrong…” He started, he'd chalk this up as another weird byproduct of… whatever they were. But they hadn't been touch starving themselves anymore, and even if they were, Uzi always had way better willpower to fight through a haze… so what was this?

If she heard him she didn't reply, instead she leaned up and kissed him softly upon the lips, instinctually, his eyelights closed and he kissed back, until he realized what he was doing and pulled away, holding her gently but firmly down so she wouldn't try again.

“Uzi. Snap out of it.” He said firmly, shaking her tenderly, the solver symbol flickered in and out before it disappeared and her other eyelight constricted back to normal size. She pulled back, holding her head as she grumbled.

“Hey, what happened?” He asked, his voice nearly a whisper and plagued with worry. She looked up at him confused, before she looked around and getting even more confused.

“What?” She asked, concern replacing confusion as she blinked rapidly, taking in her surroundings like she had just woke up from a dream.

“What happened? You had the solver in your eye and were… all over me.” He leaned forward and cupped her cheek and thumbing over her visor.

“I-I don't know. I… it's really fuzzy.” She stammered out, but N was just relieved she seemed lucid now, he sighed as she seemed to loose herself in a bit of panic.

“Hey… it's okay. You didn't hurt me. Have you been eating enough?” Uzi knew he was referring to oil instead of what workers normally ate, but even so she remembered scarfing down bolts screws and copper wire like she was starving. As well as her normal amount of oil.

“Yeah. I have… I think I ate like… every snack we had.” She checked her internals, and while everything else came back nominal, her oil levels were lower then usual.

“Guess I'm a little low…” She mumbled, leading N to immediately make her slide off him so that he could go get her some oil, she looked over at Tera, who looked back at her with a confused look while her chewtoy was in her mouth.

“Here.” N handed her the canister of oil she'd been sipping on all day and she took another drink, and another, until her levels were topped off and she'd drunk another quarter of a container.

That was…way more then she needed normally.

N sat back down on the couch, concern filling his features, he slipped his hand into hers and caressed the top of her hand with his thumb. She refused to look at him, instead looking down at the couch as she held the oil can in front of her.

“What's the last thing you remember doing?”

“I fed Tera. Put some of my oil in the fridge and…then… I watched a rom-com… why the hell did I watch a rom-com?” She asked herself under her breath and looking at her hands like she was experiencing a body for the first time.

“That's what I caught you doing, so you can't have been like that too long… anything else?”

“No… I mean yes. The rest is coming back but it's… really fuzzy.”

She looked dejected, she thought she was done loosing control of her body, but now she was watching rom-coms and showering N in affection against her will. Which was weird…

She suddenly grunted as her core gave a flutter, and her hand flew up to it to try to stop the strange feeling, after a moment, it was gone. But it still caught her off guard.

What… was going on?

Next ->

[junemary]

What...

[midnight-mourning]

🎃☀️🎃🌙 Dead Ringer ☀️🎃🌙🎃

Hi @baby-bloos!! I was your Secret Skeleton this year! Wrote you a little something spooky in the Sleuth Jesters universe, I hope you enjoy!!

Tagging @naffeclipse and @sunnys-aesthetic since it's y'alls au/aus (if that wasn’t okay please let me know!), I hadn't read Sleuth Jesters prior to making this, very much enjoyed what I did get through before I started writing, hope I did your characters/story some justice! 

I made a few little tweaks to stuff just to fit more with the storyline I was going for (the characters are the same, just some small plot things are adjusted) but obviously Sleuth Jesters and the Detective Au belong to the respective lovely people mentioned up above ^-^

Small content warning for a tiny bit of blood mentions and oil protrayed as blood mentions, nothing super major, just adding to the overall spooky vibe.

Had to post solely on Ao3 for better readability (she got long lol), have fun!

Word count: 8313

Talking about the story under the cut (slight spoilers)

I hope you like it Bloos!!! And again hope I was able to give SJ & the Detective au the spotlight they deserve >_<

Was very nervous to post this ngl 😅 but I like how it turned out! I'm a big fan of the murder mystery trope and couldn't help but incorporate it into my gift :)

[existingingrey]

It was not a glass of 🥛.

This will help you calm down.

백공죽 Expanded Version.

[iz-nomerants]

Buddy drawing

[twinkalicious]

i wonder if part of the reason daniel, who is still closeted and has been since the 70s, wanted to become a vampire was because of all the gay sex louis told him it entailed.

[akkivee]

read a post that went ‘after you’ve experienced the pain the naughty busters breakup gives you, it becomes a wound that only time can heal, but the littlest things can reopen that wound’ and the littlest thing was kuukou sweeping his bangs up just as he did in his nb era and like………. yeah LOL 😭😭😭

[helga-grinduil]

Thanks, @transhawks for enlightening me, I truly feel like I learned something huge today.

So, Tenko's name is consonant with the word tenkō. Tenko's name is written like 転弧 ('revolving', 'arc'), while tenkō is writte like 転向 ('changing directions'), but both words sound pretty much the same way.

This is what Wiki has to says about what tenkō is:

Tenkō (転向, literally, changing direction) is a Japanese term referring to the coerced ideological conversions of Japanese socialists and communists who, between 1925 and 1945, were induced to renounce leftist ideologies and enthusiastically embrace the Emperor-centric, capitalist, and imperialist ideology favored by the state. Tenkō was typically performed under duress, most often in police custody, and was a condition for release (although surveillance and harassment would often continue thereafter). But it was also a broader phenomenon, a kind of cultural reorientation in the face of national crisis, that did not always involve direct repression.

Well, I sure know someone who sees himself as an Emperor, has capitalist ideology, loves to brainwash and manipulate people, and forced someone named 'Tenko' to undergo an identity and ideology change in favour of those that corresponded to his goals.

But here's the most curious (in my opinion) moment 👀:

In the postwar period, whether someone had succumbed to pressure (or torture) and committed tenkō became, among leftists, a sort of ideological litmus test and a form of stigma attached to the careers of left-leaning politicians, artists, and intellectuals active before and after the war. In the immediate aftermath of the war, many of these leftists attempted to atone for their wartime tenkō by undertaking "self-reflection" (hansei), and often re-embracing Marxism and/or communism with even greater fervor than before. These figures were often spoken of as having undergone a "re-conversion" or "second tenkō" back to their original ideological stance. More broadly, the term tenkō also came to serve as a metonym for the collective experience of an entire generation of Japanese, first in turning toward support of militarism and imperialism before the war, and then again in turning toward supporting peace and democracy in the postwar.

Plenty to ponder about.

[waywardsculs-a2]

If anyone needs Lucifer, he'll be in his private bathroom, becoming best friends with the toilet. Pay no mind to the very uncomfortable hurling sounds, followed by groans and small whines.

[theflyingfeeling]

Olli is definitely bi-coded 😂😂

agreed!! 🥰

just look at the two of them and tell me they're straight, I dare you

[viperwhispered]

Alright I confess: I have been projecting my OC onto our conversations.

Seeing as you frequently reblog other people's ocs . . . meet Nikki Bhavsar, a 17-year-old genderfluid hindu warrior living as an 2nd generation immigrant in Canada.

Note: this image is not mine, I suck at drawing. It comes from a genderbend fanart of an indian anime character (source).

Context: they are not Yuu. Nikki's world is one where a bunch of timelines coexist as a sort of "single" timeline where each one corresponds to one religion. This means that all gods for all religions exist. When a new religion is created, a new timeline forms where the believers are sort of transfered to. Same applies to when someone converts. So long as the timelines don't contradict each other, they'll keep coexisting. But when a timeline contradicts the others, it'll only affect the people in it (ex: rapture will only affect Christians, everyone else is unaffected). Now because all gods are real, all other mythological beings are also real. Which leads to a bunch of demons, monsters, curses, etc. plauging hummanity. In comes the Necessary Evil: specialized priests/warriors chosen by their respective gods to destroy the evil worse than man. Because its such a stressful job, they're often given boons/powers/weapons and exemptions from certain sins to a certaine extent so they don't break down (including a special boon to increase mental fortitude). Gods themselves can't directly interefere too much because of risk that they might mess up the timelines.

Nikki is a warrior in the service of the Hindu gods and works very closely with the incarnations of Parvati, Shiva, and Vishnu. Their boons are listed in the Abilities section at the bottom of the profile above.

Now how do they play in with TWST? Simple, one Yuusona (3 total; this particular one is from a collab & belongs to @blanketorghost) is from Nikki's world and already had a portal open. When two more people showed up in TWST, Nikki was basically the case officer tasked with finding the new guys' home dimensions. In the process, they befriended all 3 yuus and frequently hung out with them.

Now CH4 comes along, Crowley is away and so are 2 of the yuus. Yuu#2 (mine this time) decides to call Nikki since they have interdimensional signal. So Nikki shows up alongside the Octavinelle parade and, curtesy of their years of killing manipulative demons, is instantly onto Jamil. Yadda yadda, overblot happens, yadda yadda, Jamil gets kicked into a wall.

Because Nikki, like the good person they are, can't keep out of other people's business, they become a big sister figure to Kalim on his harrowing journey to independance while holding Jamil back from being an overbearing mom.

Its these conflicts that lead to Jamil and Nikki bantering and eventually falling in love.

Now onto the unhinged obsession part: Nikki's healing factor is like Deadpool/Sukuna/Nezuko level speeds. Its almost impossible to kill them. Because of this, they often used their own body as a human shield and are very used to being physically brutalized. There's also a part of them that disagrees with being exempt from the sin of murder and lets themselves be hurt to deal with their guilt. Its also because they've been exposed to so much violence from such an early age (12 years) that they're extremely protective of friends, family, and Jamil especially. These people are their heart, Jamil being the biggest part. And anyone who dares hurt their heart must die.

I'm gonna preface by saying that Nikki is rarely genuinely angry. They'll be frustrated at enemies, dissapointed at reality, or annoyed with others, but never truly angry. Usually, they're pretty cheerful and very level headed. To really piss them off you have to a) be an irredemable scum of the Earth who regrets nothing or b) hurt their loved ones.

This isn't a blind rage either. Nikki's anger is cold, precise, and ruthlessly efficient. When dealing with enemies of hummanity, you have to kill them as quickly as possible while minimizing damage to their sorroundings. An angry Nikki uses these skills to the extreme. One moment you're laughing at a bloody bruised Jamil, the next you don't have a head. If they hate you in particular, they'll keep you alive and take the time to physically break you to the point you wish you died.

You have to understand that working so closely with gods and the supernatural tends to have certain effects. In particular, if you're not careful, you'll loose you're hummanity and become something else. More often than not, it is followed by suicidal behavior at the loss of human connections or completely withdrawing from everyone. Its why the Necessary Evil are pardonned for prioritizing their relations with their loved ones over their connections with the gods. While the gods may be their guiding light to salvation, their loved ones are the fuel that keeps them going.

If Nikki were to lose Jamil, their lover and other half, they wouldn't have much of a reason for living. No friends nor family could replace the hole it would leave. Jamil is one of the main reasons Nikki looks forward to creating a future.

Nikki is someone who dislikes violence and only uses it when strictly necessary. But if their opponent is someone who dares to lay their hand on Jamil, then all that hesitation goes out the window and there is nothing left but bloodlust.

Ngl the only thing stopping them from wiping the nobles of the Scalding Sands of the map in the fact they haven't done anything recently and Jamil said no. Not even Jamil's parents would be safe, oh no. They ever raise a hand against Jamil (still bitter over that falshback slap), they'll have a pretty noticable bruise on their wrist (be grateful Nikki was raised to be polite towards the inlaws.)

Oh boy. Suddenly Jamil is the less messed up one in the relationship, huh? Oof just the mess of being told by a higher being that your actions are justified while at the same time feeling guilty about it and “repenting” for it through pain. Oh dear. Totally a fine mindset that’s never going to lead any problems at all.

Love the progression from “Jamil gets kicked into a wall” → “Jamil, their lover and other half”. What a meet-cute story to reminisce about.

“One moment you're laughing at a bloody bruised Jamil, the next you don't have a head. If they hate you in particular, they'll keep you alive and take the time to physically break you to the point you wish you died.”

Your previous ask also got me contemplating this angle of if it would be a quick, decisive death, or drawn out if Jamil’s s/o (or Nikki in this case) were to be on a warpath as you described in that ask. Like with the darkside versions, I could see Jamil being the vindictive sort to draw things out and gloat in his victory (and even in his regular version tbh). Wasn’t sure how it would be for the s/o as you described them, but I guess this answers that question, too.

Folks better watch out - sure, Jamil can take of himself, but still.

Also ngl sure violence is not the answer but I sure would love for someone to visit some consequences upon the folks in Scalding Sands.

For the worldbuilding here, the idea of supernatural / religious events only affecting the believers is an interesting way of meshing together the potential contradictions in a world where all these different beliefs are manifestly real. Though I do wonder how it affects people to live in a world like that, if you have people of different faiths living side by side and seeing the very tangible effects each other's faiths have on them. Like, how would that affect things like conversion, personal faith, interreligious relations and all that 🤔

[alectoperdita]

Both Kaiba and I consider flinging ourselves out of a thirty-floor window when a "Product Roadmap" meeting appears on either of our calendars.

[ultfan]

sorry the “what does his smile mean?” is SENDING