#Pretty happy with how this came out! Maybe I will do something similar again... :3c

[somegrumpynerd]

Killer's nightmare

He has many, but the one he has most often is of coming out of stage 3 and finding he's killed his new family too alone again. Or maybe worse, that he'll never quite be without someone from his past.

Luckily, it is just a nightmare, and he has a different Nightmare he can see to help him calm down.

[ts-unsolved]

Final Wrap-up for Chapter One

((since chapter one will be coming to a close shortly and there is still an assortment of questions left over, here is a masterpost of responses to queries that couldn’t be addressed during the story! 

[reminder: the ask box will be left open, however the characters are not available. please keep in mind that non-plot related questions will not be answered by the characters after this post.]

Anonymous said: ((Just wanted to tell you your drawings are so pretty and I love ur blog. That is all I have no braincells to ask questions))

Anonymous said: OKAY MOD I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW I LOVE THIS AU SO MUCH AND ITS SO COOL AND GOOD AND YOUR ART IS TOO!! sorry for caps I’m just excited

Thank you! Sorry I didn’t always get around to answering asks like this, but for every one that was sent in, I appreciated it with all my heart. You guys are angels 💖

Anonymous said: What is one haunted location you guys would really like to visit someday?

Poveglia is definitely the highest on the list for the notoriety alone, although they would likely never get the permission to go (the history in general is almost excessively horrible and tragic, so nothing good would come out of doing an episode there. Maybe it’d be good as a final-chapter type location? 🤔).

@anxious-fander-bean​ said: Hey Logan, have you ever tried swing dancing? It's really fun and good excersize! There's also a lot of bouncing and upbeat music, so Patton might enjoy it as well! ((I'm doing it. I need the qpp boys to be happy and have fun, bc they deserve it.))

(LOGAN: I’ll...consider it.)

You did it, you got them to go on some good ol’ platonic dates! B)

Anonymous said: I feel bad that I don't have any deep question or something along those lines, but what's your favorite thing to bake, Pat? - 💐

That’s alright! Questions don’t have to be deep to be fun/interesting. 

(PATTON: Cupcakes! You can make so many different flavors, and there are tons of fun ways to decorate them!)

@why-should-i-tell-youu2 said: Why cant anyone else see the seal?

You need to have The Sight to be able to see demon sigils. Patton has this ability naturally, and Dee has it because Elliott taught it to him. Otherwise, Virgil and Roman would be the closest in terms of gaining this ability, but a scared/skeptical part of them is holding them back. 

Anonymous said: My good dorks, is there a way to, I don’t know, get a better/more effective charm for your office? One that costs more than $10? -🍁

Anonymous said: Hey, Logan, potential naturalistic explanation for ya: depending on what the charm was made of, shifts in ambient room temperature could have caused minuscule expansions and contractions in the material that would eventually crack the charm. Do I believe my own explanation? Absolutely not. Am I grasping at straws for a non-supernatural explanation? Absolutely. And ambient room temperature doesn’t even begin to explain the red symbol around the charm

(LOGAN: Our budgeting is already a mess as it is, the last thing we need is to waste more funds on decorations. And that theory seems much more reasonable than the contrary explanation.)

Anonymous said: Is the demon that Pavreen summoned the same demon that possessed Elliott?

Anonymous said: Welp Virge SUMMONED A DEMON- (Why do I have a feeling Remy was the demon that possessed Elliot-)

Nope, they’re all different demons! The demon that Parveen summoned is notoriously difficult to contact, so a bunch of teenagers wouldn’t have been able to do it. Likewise for Remy; you can only summon him once you have his True Name, and he’s already destroyed most references to that (sorry Patton).

Anonymous said: omg omg omg what part of mythology is remy part of???

He’s not from any particular mythology, but he is partly based off of Alps from German folklore and the general mythology around sleep paralysis!

Anonymous said: Can Patton see supernatural beings like ghosts and demons and stuff? I just think it would be interesting if his scars make him able to see them :3c

Anonymous said: If both Dee and Patton can see the sigil, and Dee can see ghosts, does that mean Pat can see ghosts too? With the whole red glowing thing (forgot what its called) it seems to be connected.

Yes he can see ghosts/demons, and you’re right that the scars (or rather the deal with the demon which gave him his powers and scars) are what lead to him being able to do it. The red is just a general indicator of something supernatural/not of our Realm.

Anonymous said: Wait so if Patton and his family all have that mark could that mean Patton is not completely human 👀 -🌈

I supposed you could say that Patton’s not entirely human because he’s a witch who was born without a soul, but he’d find that pretty offensive tbh.

Anonymous said: Are Elliott and Patton maybe related, even distantly? Also, roman needs to suck it up and have Feelings for the Snake Man

There’s no relation between Elliott and Patton. Elliott is the child of a seer and a psychic, Patton is the son of witches. They’re similar, but different. (Also you’re assuming that Roman hasn’t liked the Snake Man since high school, but considered him off-limits because he’s his brother’s best friend).

Anonymous said: Does Patton know that Dee can see spirits and does Dee know that Patton is protecting them all?

Anonymous said: Dee, pat, do you know that each other can see the sigil? 

Anonymous said: is ... is patton a witch and dee a dee-mon and that's why they don't like each other.....?

Anonymous said: Pat what do you think about making deals with demons?

They’re both aware of each other’s secrets! Technically they’re both doing their best to protect everyone, but that doesn’t mean they agree with each other’s methods or bond over the shared responsibility. 

Patton is indeed a witch, and Dee is a regular human who happened to summon a demon one time. Patton thinks Dee is the occult equivalent of a satanist, which he disagrees with because dark magic is unnatural/dangerous in his eyes (making deals with demons only leads to trouble!), and would prefer Dee not endanger his friends. Dee doesn’t like Patton because of his perceived moral superiority, and finds the way he can be so secretive and two-faced creepy 

Regardless, they’re both sitting in glass houses and have more in common than they think.

Anonymous said: Patton Should Hug Dee *

Maybe. But he won’t. 8′D

Anonymous said: Since Dee has been able to see ghosts for a long time, was he an open believer in ghosts before Elliot died? Since it was mentioned that the reason he lies about his belief is because he knows that they're dangerous, he wouldn't have had a reason to hide it in the past. And if he did are any of the others aware of the belief change? Well, besides Remus. I'm guessing that one is pretty obvious.

He may have been more involved as a believer in the past, though that doesn’t mean he was ever super open about it. He was aware of how it would look like to outsiders (being genuinely skeptical at one point himself), so he wasn’t going to paint a target on his back by talking about ghosts and demons and things most people can’t see.

Of course, that didn’t stop people from stereotyping and making those sorts of assumptions about their friend group anyway, but no one besides them really knew about their secret-- not even Virgil.

Anonymous asked: What would happen if one time, the gang ended up getting something supernatural on camera?

The result of that would depend on the being. Ghosts can kinda appear on camera, although it’s very rare for them to appear as a full bodied apparition, which is why they usually only manifest in spirit orbs or light/shadows. Poltergeists are better since they’re able to interact with objects, but likewise since they can’t manifest into a physical form they can easily be brushed off. Demons and other miscellaneous creatures will straight up not appear if captured directly on film; you’ll simply get video glitches and distortions.  

So essentially, they may technically have found something already, but capturing evidence that’s also compelling is a lot more difficult than you’d think. I imagine there’s a good chance that anything legitimate wouldn’t get taken too seriously because of how easy it is to fake evidence nowadays.

Anonymous said: Okay so a little bit of a rant but not really ig but imagine the ladylike and unsolved crossover for this AU like I can see it as like Thomas' friends dressing up Roman and Dee in style and seeing a blushing mess and maybe flirting going on because of how good the clothing complements each other but this is kinda a weak idea lol

It’s not a weak idea at it, it’s really cute! (though I may just have a soft spot for the Ladylike cast and crossovers). 

The only thing to note is that I’ve chosen not to include Thomas’ friends in this AU because I personally weird about writing fiction about real people? (I was on the fence about including character!Thomas for a while too, tbh). So, apologies to anyone who’s sent similar asks or wanted to see any of Thomas’ friends; they wont be around!

Anonymous said: Did Dee and Remus ever have that talk Dee said he would try to have a while back????

They might have gotten the opportunity to chat back when Remus came back to help shoot the Room 1046 video. It wouldn’t have been a complete reconciliation by any means (dealing with years of baggage in one sitting is Hard), but now Remus is aware that Dee is open to discuss things again at some point in the future, so progress!

Anonymous said: wait wHAT?! When did he (Emile Picani) die?? Give us the deets oh wise one

Anonymous said: emile is... dead? what happened?

I see y’all, but unfortunately you’re not getting any answers from me just yet! You’ll have to wait until the next chapter~.

Anonymous said: Shit is about to go down and I am worried about the next ghost "adventure"

:) Don’t Worry About It.))

[tempinksailblog]

pale breathes his potentially last words, his face as cold and impassive as ever. the revolver, which glimmers in the moon's light, cast through a golden filter to birth an artificial sunshine, clicks like a final bell toll. his grip is steady. "This is hell’s territory, and I am beholden to no gods." ///kingdom au but i challenge u to use pale!!! >:3c [represent or use the dialogue doesn't need to use the extra input inhfhdhdhdgd]

Intruders of Secrets

It’s been almost a week since Ink’s game assassination prank, which was an attempt to scare Template into anger and it clearly worked. He would talk to Ink less and smile almost not at all. Slowly his eyes drooped as the cold winter hit the area, and he seemed half starved after a time. His bones looked brittle, as if he could fall apart and dust at any moment.

Yet, even so, he could still somewhat hold his own for a few minutes while they sparred. He never gave a plea for more food either, not even by looks. The days became very depressing after that point compared to the earlier times. Ink’s “plaything” slowly started to be morning to mess with, so he stopped trying. If Template wanted to eat at the table with the lonely king, he let him, so at least he stopped looking or sounding so starved eventually. Template was better than inviting over nobles to fill the space. They nagged Ink and offered brides to marry, Ink only guessing they wanted power more than anything. As much as Ink didn’t care for much and he didn’t plan to fall in love at least, he didn’t want a nagging, stuck up daughter of a noble. Even if he did end up marrying one, and a noble forced it just for power or riches, an assassin wouldn’t be able to take him down. That was something he felt sure of. Maybe too much so.

· · ·

A figure dug his knife into a castle maid’s back, keeping the weapon there until he hid the body somewhere safe for it to properly bleed out. He didn’t want to leave any traces yet, not until he was at his final destination of the king’s room, then he’ll start the war.

By his observations it was after dinner, and the king moved to his room to be alone. Not even his “pet” would be there. This should be an easy mission.

Once he was at the door, he slowly opened it to not alert the king. He didn’t know if his target was sleeping or just in his room, so he tried to play it safe. Yet, he found Ink on the balcony expanding off the king’s room, looking out into the night.

“I see you’ve finally arrive.” The king unexpectedly spoke, making his assassin taken aback. “Pale, was it?” The assassin didn’t respond, as creepily correct as it was. Pale just started as Ink turns his head to look at the person that planned to kill him. He waited for Pale to respond, but chuckled lightly when he didn’t. “What? Shy to face someone with more power than you?”

Pale just closed the door before breaking into a sprint at the king. Ink let Pale force him to the edge of the balcony, giving a wide grin when the blade stained in his servant’s blood pressed against his neck.

“I’m surprised you haven’t asked how I know so much.” Ink almost laughed, now not expecting a response from his blank attacker, so he continued. “You’re not very good at hiding, you know I can tell when you were stalking me daily since a month ago, you stolen citizen. Error is really bad at training you apparently. Was he like God to you when he killed your parents years ago because you seem like the perfect killer?” Ink sounded mocking, but seemed to be stalling too.

Pale breathes his potentially last words, his face as cold and impassive as ever. His grip is steady on his blade. “This is hell’s territory, and I am beholden to no gods.” Ink’s smile grew more as he heard that and felt the knife press a bit harder. The king reacted quickly by grabbing Pale’s wrist, noticing the hesitation within the little assassin and taking advantage of it. He twists Pale’s wrist and him around and pins him onto the floor, taking the blade from the other’s hand.

“Least you’ll die smart.”

· · ·

Template sighed as he finished cleaning the dining table. Usually servers came to clean it up, but they didn’t show up this time so he just did it for them. Where could they be? They know what happens if they miss a bit of the rountine.

Template just made his way to Ink’s room, not feeling up to questioning it too much today. Yet, when he opened the door to the room, he had a rush of a feeling similar to when Ink faked his death. Ink had a blade up to what looked only like a preteen’s neck, even if Ink didn’t look much taller. Ink wasn’t tall to start with.

“What are you doing, Ink?!” Was he trying to paint himself as a killer now, Template wonders, by killing a kid? Ink at least looked up and loosened his grip on the preteen, but keeped him pinned. Pale also looked up and over, since the blade wasn’t so hard against his neck any more, and made Template able to recognize him.

“Defending myself, what else?” Ink made the snarky reply, his voice sounding cold. As much as Template didn’t really like Pale or his morals, trying to teach him better before Template had reached the castle, but he was at least still a learning kid either way. Only twelve last he heard.

“Kids make mistakes and can follow the wrong path without wanting to! Just let him go, it’s not worth it.” Template mumbles, shaking his head a bit as he tries to make a pleading argument. Ink had listened, but didn’t seem to care as he goes for Pale’s neck again and makes Template panic. “He didn’t choose to do this! He grew up in the same system as I did!” He yells to add on.

Ink slowly looked up, taking in the words. “Error’s system?” Template nodded quickly, covering his mouth. Ink thought for another moment, glancing down at Pale below him, before tossing the knife across the room to land flatly on the floor. That explained the fire in Template’s eyelights that seemed to burn, and how he was the way he was. Ink just got up from the floor, letting Pale go.

“Error said once that he would at one point send his best assassins to come kill you…” Template mumbles out, a bit muffled by his hand. “I just didn’t know this soon or him…” Template gestures at Pale. “Yet now it makes sense with my absence and… His lack of care…”

Ink nodded his head slowly, thinking of something. “I guess this rebel group’s project is bigger than I thought.” The king looked at Pale, who was just sitting up with a dead expression. He knew what would happen if he failed, succeeded, or died. In two may the castle get more defensive than before, and in one it falls apart. “So if he wants to send gifts our way, then we’ll take them or kill them.”

Template was a bit frightened, but didn’t say anything until he looked at Pale. “Then what do we do with him?” Ink grows an evil grin and looks at the preteen.

“He can choose. Be loyal to us or Error. Which is it, kid?” Ink’s smile had a hint of bad intentions if Pale chose bad. Yet, the kid just shrugged.

“I guess with you guys is fine.” Pale didn’t really expect the outcome, but it worked for him either way. Ink’s grin didn’t go away, though.

“Perfect! I’m sure you’ll be useful! For now, I know just who to give you to!” Ink seemed too excited. “Follow me!” The king starts to head off. Pale didn’t question it and got up to follow, while Template stayed behind to calm himself. He can ask anything later.

· · ·

A figure moved from the hall corner that had been previously cleared of people. “I see how it is.” They mumbled as they watched Pale leave the room with the king. “I guess we’re going with our second plan.” Then, they walked away as if they were never there in the first place.

· · ·

Ink knocked on a door, waiting for an answer. Pale stood in wait nearby, not having spoke since he made his choice. The door soon opened though for the two, and a tall skeleton stepped out.

“Yes, Ink?” The skeleton didn’t seem fully pleased to see his king.

“Hello, Time! Got you another kid!” Ink states, gesturing to Pale. “Teach him and stuff for me, okay?” Time squinted at him.

“I get the educating, though surprising someone looks right off the streets, but what was that first part supposed to mean?” Time grumbled, two teens popping up behind him as if they had heard Ink. One was dressed in mostly yellow and one was mostly in purple.

“You already have four kids, one more shouldn’t be so bad, right?” Ink had a wide, yet bad meaning grin. Time seem mostly annoyed at Ink, though. “Even if one’s pretty moody.” The purple kid pouted quickly at that.

“That’s not how it works. That’s like comparing a warrior of years of training to fifty new ones and taking them on for training.” Time responds, letting out an annoyed sigh. “But fine, I’ll take him under my care anyways. If it makes you happy at least.”

“Good! I’m sure he’ll be fin to deal with.” Ink’s smile grew and then he spinner around to walk off. “Oh, and…” He stopped suddenly. “People may come for his life or just to use him again. Watch out for that, will you?” With that, Ink was walking away. Time could tell he was at least serious for that last bit.

“I see.” He mumbles, looking over at Pale. “Well welcome to the group, I guess. It may feel a bit over the top at first.” He explains, before starting to walk back into the room. That’s when the yellow teen stepped from behind, while the purple one followed Time back in.

“So what’s your name?” Yhe bright teen asked, beaming a smile. Pale was a bit surprised, not use to the friendly interaction type, but just slowly gave a smile.

“Pale. You?”

“Dream! It’s nice to meet you, Pale!”

~ ~ ~

Aaaa a. A a a I finished it! It took a day to type it all up so oof, but I tried a page a day or so to get it done. Kinda my writing goal to get through everything. Finally out of school so I can finally post this too woo! My back hurts so I’m gonna take a break then do some homework

but thank you for the challenge, using my little to no words type of guy until you get him excited excited. :D he was fun to add in, and I used your prompt thingy anyways, just adjusted a bit

~Mod Taco

[dilfhakyeon-moved]

coffee shop au 4 (the one with the different names written on the coffee on different days) with ralbert? :)

disclaimer: don’t give me shit for their names i am TERRIBLE at names

but yea here are the sappho de lesbos stans

Once again, the ‘mystery customer’ was striking.

That sounding pretty ominous, it was nothing that serious. It was just that every week, always on a different day, they’d get that girl coming in. And she’d come at times it was pretty dead, most likely to get the same barista. There she always went, leaning on the counter, giving these soft eyes and these sweet words, and she’d leave with her order. It was never the same order either, she just… drank of everything, apparently. Your fave could never.

Somehow, she was indeed having an effect on that barista she was messing with, but that didn’t make her any less frustrating to deal with. Yeah, the flirting was nice, but if she had a set name it’d just be so much easier, wouldn’t it ? Because giving a different name every week was getting a little old.

Of course, the barista would get quite frustrated after some time, how couldn’t she ? It’d been going on long enough. And the list of names… were similar, for some. Sometimes just complete unrealistic jokes. She could remember them all - Race, Racer, Racetrack, Antonio, Anthony, Tony, even Edmund and Ed,… Pretty Girl, too. Maybe this one was fitting, but Berta absolutely refused to believe any of these other names were that “pretty girl’s” name. For one, some of these weren’t names, and well… the others were masculine, and judging by that last nickname, she wasn’t a guy.

Either way, the redhead had a hard time staying calm as the blonde began babbling, her oddly squeaky voice fitting so well with her messy accent and pronunciation, her tripping over words and her obnoxious giggle sounding somewhat endearing… Okay, maybe she totally wasn’t paying attention to what she was being told and she got too busy getting lost in thought, but who could blame her ?

… Right, herself.

Once she woke from this kind of weird daydreaming phase, she tried to harden her expression a little. “Okay, yeah. And the order ?” She said, maybe a little harshly. But it didn’t bother her customer, whose grin widened despite her cheeks perhaps darkened a tad.

Quad venti blonde breve latte, extra hot, no foam, four pumps vanilla, three pumps cinnamon dolce, two white mocha, stirred, light whip, extra cinnamon topping.

This was ridiculous. Once again, the girl’s order had to be ridiculous. Maybe that was one time too much, and that “one time too much” the barista didn’t bother waiting for the girl to give her a name. No, she was choosing it herself. It was obvious to see on the blonde’s face that she wasn’t exactly expecting that, but did she really have a choice ? No.

“Look at it once you’re outside,” Berta muttered, groaning quietly when the girl smiled again and poked her cheek before making her way out, whistling pretty loud - and getting looks from other customers, although admittedly there really weren’t that many. It still grabbed some of them’s attention, enough for them to notice the  barista quickly yet quietly following after her, letting her coworkers take care of the place if even just for a few minutes.

Keeping sight of the blonde wasn’t the hardest task. She hadn’t gone far, just walked a few metres away and was now reading the name written on her cup with some sort of surprise.

Endearing, the shorter girl would tell you.

Casually enough, she made a few steps until she was close enough to the girl, before pausing and more or less working up the courage to talk. She wasn’t all that good at communication all the time, but she still tried. “So, Foxy,” she called out, causing the other to jump and turn around. Her gaze was always as captivating, perhaps due to how obviously emotional it was - reading her mind was impossible, but her state of mind was all too obvious at all times. What really got Berta though, it surely was how evident the blush on her face was. Striking, such a contrast with her blue eyes and her blond curls, that pink really fit well. Made her look softer, and maybe a little less insufferable.

Her lips moved incoherently for a few seconds before she frowned, and pointed at the cup. “Y'ain’t wrote that, it’s ‘Vixen’ on it,” she protested, getting the other to raise an eyebrow. Maybe it’d been easy to guess making that flirty girl flustered wasn’t hard at all, but it still gave her some satisfaction. Oh, and also it was cute.

“I know what I wrote and I know vixens are foxes.” That sure wasn’t the answer that girl had hoped for. Berta could see her bite down on her lip as she thought of a reply.

“… Yea, but– still. Why’s that anyways, I 'on’t look like a fox !”

“Reminded me of one.”

Could the girl make it any more obvious that she clearly wasn’t used to being teased ? Or, flirted with, depending on how she took it. Either way, just one more endearing, sweet thing about that cute fellow, and it kind of made the former more confident.

This time though, maybe she actually put some thought into what she was about to say. Nothing crazy, but she’d always worked on that “speaking before thinking” basis, pretty much ; having to really work out some sort of appropriate response, or even question for the situation. Because in the end, that barista had ended up following her outside, there must’ve been a reason. Yes, that’d be her question.

“So… What’s ya doin’ here ? Ain’t ya workin’ ?” She uttered, her accent somewhat worsened. Oh, maybe because she was chewing on the… the cup. Was that a stress reliever ? Whatever.

“I wanna get your name.”

“What, I gave–”

“Your real name, so I don’t sob to my friends about a cute girl named Anthony,” Berta insisted, almost mockingly - although that was all light-hearted. The poor girl seemed to whimper after “cute girl”. Haha, she found her cute, she could die happy was what the whimper meant.

“Well… 'f ya want my name, then I bet you should invite me for a sleepover some time !” The blonde tried. It probably came off as silly, even if Berta just thought it adorable.

“A… sleepover ?”

“Yea, like… the best kind'a date.” She continued, managing to sound genuine about it. “It ain’t too fast if I’ been comin’ to your shop for two months. We can totally have a sleepover.”

“But I could be a murderer an’ kill you in your sleep.”

“Bitch, wha’s the issue here ? I’d die a happy death.” She retorted - maybe a little too quickly. A chance she hadn’t pulled out the whole “oh, crush me with your arms” or any sort of stupid stuff she looked like she would totally say. And the redhead clearly wasn’t wrong about that, that kind of answer had definitely come out of that girl’s mouth a few times… Maybe she shouldn’t be thinking about it.

“So, name ?”

She seemed embarrassed to say it. “Anya.”

“That’s a real pretty name.”

“Yea, shut ya’ trap, spare me the compliments.” Anya groaned, her gaze wandering elsewhere. “ ’S just a name.”

“Sure, Anya,” Berta answered with a chuckle, shaking her head. “So you said a sleepover ?”

“Yea.”

“Then gi'mme your phone number or something.”

“Ya wrote yours on the cup.”

“… Ah, I did that.”

“Yea.”

It was her time to be embarrassed again, it seemed. Had she really forgotten so easily ? That was a shame for sure, but Anya wouldn’t be too bothered by it, she could tell.

“Anyway, I’m… I’m gonna need to go back to work. Maybe come more often. Oh, and you don’t have to run away everytime, you can drink it at the shop,” the shorter girl offered. But she was met with a head shake, and that bright, quite shit-eating grin the blonde always wore. Back to normal, huh ? Couldn’t stay away too long.

“Nah, I’m a busy gal ! Gotta get goin’ as well. I’ll catch ya later.”

“Oh, well…” Was that sadness ? Yes, maybe she’d have liked to talk to her some time, at the shop. But if she was busy, then… “Talk to you soon.”

Anya waved, blew her a kiss and then… ran away. And Berta watched her, frankly smitten. What a goddamn rowdy… cutie.

|Text| to: she alt deleted my ovaries

> hey> pretty girl here

|Text| to: pretty girl

> oh hey.> how do you spell yr name ?

|Text| to: she alt deleted my ovaries

> howevs u want idc> yknow if i didnt have no decency id have said such bs> like huge

|Text| to: pretty girl

> like ?

|Text| to: she alt deleted my ovaries

> crush me w ur arms

|Text| to: pretty girl

> oh my god> shut up> or i will

|Text| to: she alt deleted my ovaries

> pls do> >:3c

|Text| to: pretty girl

> you’re impossible

|Text | to: she alt deleted my ovaries

> ur used to it now suck it up> im even funnier thru text> i send memes> n shit> hey?> also> cats have three lips

|Text| to: pretty girl

> hey you know wht maybe u should sleep !

|Text| to: she alt deleted my ovaries and my heart

> lol maybe!!!!> wish me gn

|Text| to: pretty girl

> goodnight. dont dream of people crushing you

|Text| to: she alt deleted my ovaries and my heart

> hdskjdghsdh> ill update u on that

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[sysig]

TAZ Tomodachi Life 3/??

Third installment of The Adventure Zone in Tomodachi Life

Mango enjoying another, different dog. Thank you TL

Look who remembered how to make money >:3c

I guess visiting Miis at 2 in the morning is not the ideal time

Boring episode this time, huh..

At least we have a happy Mango

More Merle dancing~ We’re 2/3, can we get an awake Taako?

Well I guess Johann’s out

Lucretia’s still up, and she’s an airplane now too. She’s also a very zippy plane

Thanks Merle. At least you’ll keep me company

Hey, awesome! You should have a sleepover with Merle

That’s okay, I’ll take your word for it

Should I give him the answers

I mean, I guess he’s a little boy. He needs his rest

I got your....everything except your nose

Why is everyone going where I can’t follow

Alright, alright. You need your rest, you get it

I gave Merle a cell phone. Maybe he’s talking to Mavie

Maggie, you too?? ;;

I’ll mess with you in your dreams then

Good look

Hi I like crying

Like Battle Wagon racing? ‘Cause if anyone found out about that one, ahh..

Hurley is an Independent Free Spirit and her fave colour is white

Heck yes

Okay but the ram puns here. I hate this and I need it

Of course you do ;u;

Now the question is...how much do I like crying

A lot apparently

Oh

It’s beautiful here ;;

By racing, right?

Hi I like crying and dying

Sloane is an Independent Lone Wolf and her fave colour is black

You mean like the three people who eventually beat you in a race? That would sure suck

If I were a lesser person I would give her this outfit. I cannot promise if/when I will be able to keep being not-that

I actually like this a lot

If only it came in black

It’s like a biker jacket... I think I’m into it

Next time. I will get everyone their proper-coloured tuxes someday...when I’m less poor

They walked counter to each other...They’re gonna run into each other I’m going to cry

It’s so pretty here, help me

Just lounging in my beautiful purgatory hbu

Yay more late night buddies

I can’t with these two; I just made them and I already can’t

Omgsh Taako what

Have you met yourself lately

Why have you abandoned me

I believe you

I mean...I guess you didn’t promise anything

No Hurley I will not buy you another set of horns....right now

Well would you look at that

Jenkins is a Confident Brainiac and his fave colour is also white

Oh go cry about it in your garden

Bow tie adventures part 1

You look it (I changed his hair colour)

On Wednesday we wear Pink

I just noticed the description. Amazing

I mean it does have a bow

But why, it has a bow

Okay now I’m just enjoying putting him in outfits, no matter what they look like, as long as they have a bow somewhere around the neck

Cute!

But whyyyy, it’s even tweed!

Man, if only you could get this one Jenkins. Too bad it doesn’t have a bow tie

.....It’s so tempting

Okay no, here we go. This is Jenkins. This is 100% Jenkins right here (he even liked it)

Well....it does have a bow.............

Robo-Jenkins loves his new Robo-body

Jenkins looks so stoked to be in Lucas’ lab

Hey look Jenkins, you’re back home!

Well alright then, bye

TAAKO YOU PROMISED ME

I know it didn’t scare Mango but how do you feel about this dream

That’s what I thought

Who are you talking to

....Suspicious

Hurley’s speed is set at like, 0, so when she hops around it’s like she’s floating

Bringin’ back a classic

Magic Brian unfortunately didn’t fit as a nickname ;( But he is a Outgoing Entertainer and his favourite colour is black. Lots of that going around tonight. Oh, and the reason I made him a “girl” is so that if/when I make Lucas, he and Jenkins can figure something out, ahem ahem

I definitely believe you, absolutely

And you’re back home now too. Say hi to Bryan for me

I’ve seen a lot of art of the Black Spider with purple hair. He and Taako have a lot of weird similarities

I destroyed him in a game of Vs. Memory, haha~

Again....really tempting. Curse these outfits for being awesome

Robo-Brian. At least 39% cuter than Robo-Jenkins

I tried changing him back into his Wizard outfit for the cave setting but he just wants to wear the Robot suit

He just really likes it I guess

Leave me, like the rest, it’s fine

Google “Do trees sleep”

Brian, hon...please change back to the Wizard outfit

I can’t believe this Grand Relic is worth $6

Sloane was on TV!

He’s doing situps. In a cave. In a robot suit

Brian are you real

I think I accidentally made a Fantasy Robo-Sporticus

So I decided to go and see some of the compatibility of certain members of TAZ and:

BLESSED IMAGE

(Took a break - came back the next day around 6AM)

Really Ango? Again?

Quiet morning at the Cafe

I guess he woke up just to go take a nap in the middle of his room

Taako has defeated them all. He is the new conqueror of worlds

YES

YAY

I mean alright. Just don’t bring Steven in, okay?

He’s a cute boy

Hotboi

He needs to paint his nails, it’s the rules

ARE YOU KIDDING ME MANGO

He kept spraying himself so much, I was worried he’d get high. He wouldn’t stop

Yessss

YESSSSS. Why are you so far away, I want to see your good work

He and Taako are going to have amazing makeover sessions and I am hype

Lucretia plz

Talking to Maureen because I said so, you can’t tell me what to do

Milling around the Rockport Limited...I’m still not over how perfect this room is honestly

Brian......please

Of course you would think that Avi. You’re not living next door to Jenkins tho so I don’t think you can talk

You like being slapped? I guess that’s why you hang out with THB

Sloane is so photogenic, she’s on TV again. I think this was for a birthday announcement and she said “We all get older at the same rate...” Thanks Sloane

How’s the view?

Hurley and Sloane are tied in Vitality! They’re so vital X3

Magnus and Ango placed pretty highly too, proud of my boys

Wow even Johann’s pretty well up there, and Magic Brian and Killian

Thank, I’m happy

I mean I’m not surprised but I am sad

I REBUKE THEE

Did I mention I can make them sing? Next time~

For now we’re gonna take some pictures in the studio since I can’t get them to meet in actuality 83c

Have I mentioned how much I like crying

I’m just gonna leave the pictures here because I can’t iterate more on how much these two wreck me

Okay but this one actually makes me kinda sad, it’s too real

“When I think about her my heart speeds up, but it must be because she reminds me of battle wagon racing and how exciting that is...*sweats*”

I can’t, I’ve gotta move on to something else

School AU

Hurry Hurley, they’re gonna take the picture without you!

Actual Petals to the Metal arc poster

Alternative because I spent way too long actually trying to figure out which place everyone should be in, in all of these tbh

Yes dogs on the moon

I can’t stop. Please don’t try to stop me

Team Sweet Flips, the Musical

I just like the fact that Carey is breakdancing

It looks like one of those Sim household photos. Lucretia’s the mom and these are all her kids

I am going to draw these poses because everyone is killing it omgsh

I like things that look like posters. I don’t know what this is for but I’d definitely watch it

Running family

Merle took them all to his hometown

Company wedding. It’s going to happen sometime in some world, I will personally make sure of it

Back to reality and Hurley has taken Ango’s spot

And now that he’s done being a goofer, excepting getting out of the robot costume, he’s all tuckered out

He’s even exercising in his dreams

Someone stop this man

I gave Carey a catchphrase heh

She wanted a new room, so I obliged

Johann’s still sleeping so I’m messing with his dreams

He woke up long enough to stare at me judgmentally

Taako woke up from his nap to go back to bed. I’m so done with him

Hm, I really don’t know

I mean so did the worm, I don’t know what your point is

Run for it boy

It has bested you

Taako threatens vore once more

Dead

Lucretia’s nightmare: Giant Taako. She would’ve hated Lucas’ lab in that case

Wake up, Jerkins

Company Policy

Hurley look, I know you’re big into nature lately but I already talked to Merle about this and if I give exceptions things’ll just go to chaos

Jenkins you are going to ruin your back with that posture young man

Alright - Just one more child and then I’ll call it Keitz- I mean quits. Ahem, BONUS ROUND

Hey Krav <3 You deserve a break after the latest episode

Oh man...why are there so many tempting outfits

Oh...my gosh. As soon as your boyfriend wakes up, he’s getting one of these

I’m hilarious

Spooky Scary Skelenerd

Excited Grim Reaper

WHY are there so many tempting outfits??

Is that what you think? ‘Cause I am 98% sure that it’s not

He needed a more chill room. Also he has a skull barette and I love that

“And this is where I keep my vase”

It’s an outfit he shares with Jenkins but he rocks it so much more

So I hear you like music

His hands are cold

Soft music boy

First - amazing hat. Second - what have you been feeding the Voidfish

Beach Dwarf returns to his roots, more at 8

Canon: Sloane is plant

Jenkins you need to stop

It’s me. Taako. Y’know, from TV?

Thus ends part three! This one was even longer, ahhh, sorry! Now, I have a couple more characters planned, but after that I’m not sure who else to add - is there anyone you’d definitely like to see? We’re starting to move through the character creation part so I will work harder to make them all meet in the next few installments! And if anyone would like these codes, just let me know~ Next time!