#TAH vinny

[lil-beanz000]

Lil Maru is not so sure yet about her new little brother~

(Maru an TAH AU belong to @cuddlebugmonster !!!) ~~~~~~~~ @cuddlebugmonster amazing self brought me into the lil family ;A; da honor aaa so now another lil Vinny Usato is born -jazz hands- (prob my fav vinny so far, the beans man, the beans) He is of course part turtle/hare with lil beans (ofc this was a must, who would I be if I didn't) on his hands an big feet. Lil hare tail and his skin feels like soft velvet fuzz (like a hairless cat) has mostly Turtly traits still~ He is mute and sucks on his thumb often as he is a shy lil man and needs all the comforts. Loves to be warm, takes any opportunity for warmth. Loves his big sister an follows her around often. ~The News~

[lil-beanz000]

Prepare yourself for

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You guys don’t understand how much I love these lil guys!!

The lil guy here is @cuddlebugmonster s lil creature. And the baby they are talking about belongs to the lovely @lil-beanz000 !

[anamelessfool]

Valentine's Day 1985

I wanted to feature some platonic/family Valentine's Day drabbles, since that's how I personally like the holiday. Primo and 8-year old Copia from my AU. I'm dedicating this one to @ghuleh-recs because they have have done so much for the community and inspired me to just go big.

I have three planned! Let's keep the love going! Ficlet/Drabble Below the cut!

It was nearly afternoon and Copia could not find Primo anywhere. Copia had been waiting for him back in their shared cell, art supplies in hand. Primo always woke earlier than everyone else, off to do some chore or other. On the other side of the cell was Primo’s bed, neatly made. Primo didn't collect much— just a few of Copia’s paper sculptures on his nightstand, a framed photo of his mother. His watch was there too, which meant he was out on a run. So that could be it. On bad days he would be out running for hours. Copia unfolded his carefully cut art project, scrutinizing the shapes and folds of the little dolls linking arms. He had hidden his craft supplies in a shoebox under his bed, doing his best to work in secret lest his brother discover his surprise.

“Down in the kitchen, maybe,” Copia said to his three rats in the nearby cage. It was cold and so they continued to nap in their pile of felt and fur. Copia got to his feet, tucking the card in his book and shoving the whole thing under his arm. After his little doorknob-tapping ritual (once for his rats, twice for bravery, three times for luck) he was out and en route to the dining hall.

“Came in from his jog,” recalled Sister Agatha as Copia found her in the dining hall. She gestured over to the spotless kitchen. “Then noticed the range needed cleaning.”

“And he was here?”

“Oh, about two hours too long,” chuckled Agatha. “Then he fixed that knocking going on in the fridge. Then back out the door. And that was that.” She shuffled over to a tinfoil-covered plate and pulled out a little something for the boy. A heart-shaped cookie, decorated with pink crystals of sugar. “Don't forget this on your way out, Mr. Holmes.”

“Thank you.” Copia inserted the cookie into his mouth, did a little hop and scurried out. Nothing else to fix, so Primo moved on to his most common little problem. Copia now knew exactly where Primo was.

As soon as Copia stepped out into the cold he heard the familiar thwack echo across the stone walls of the Ministry building. Primo was by the garden shed, adding to the already precariously tall woodpile one axe blow at a time.

Primo was an easygoing sort of person, an unflappable pillar of good natured-ness, but Copia had known his adoptive father-brother for so long that he could tell exactly what was on his mind. This sudden onset of busy-ness, the relentless puttering only meant one thing:

It was not going well with him and a paramour.

Primo noticed him and buried the axe head into the stump with an effortless toss. There was a haze of heated persperation wafting from his rough friar’s habit. He smiled, but his eyes felt far away. “Ah, sorry, you wanted to show me something, I forgot. Copia, where's your coat?”

Copia swallowed. “Um er…are you and…Brother Vincenzo…”

“Ah, Vinny?” Primo curbed a grimace. “I needed to be by myself for a while.”

Copia burned with embarrassment. “Sorry I um…I…”

“Too many differences,” said Primo plainly. “We're on good terms, though. Don't worry.” He settled in on the cement bench nearby, a thin unsteady smile on his face. “Didn't care too much for this holiday anyway. What you got there, mausi?”

Copia dropped the book in his lap, and Primo touched the title with his fingers, reading aloud slowly. “Paper…paper cutouts.”

“Yes, like this!” Copia pulled out the bundle of folded papers, expanding it wide in front of him with a grin. “Tah-dah!”

“Oh, wow!”

“It's for you. Em…Happy Valentine's Day. Sorry.”

“What you sorry about?”

Copia looked down at the frozen dirt, his face burning. He wanted so badly for Primo to be well. Primo did everything in his power to build a wall of normalcy around him, and as Copia grew he felt its presence more and more. It tugged at his heart knowing that he could do little to help. For a moment he doubted if he did his doorknob ritual before leaving for the day— he wouldn't feel this way if he did. He must have forgot. More embarrassment. More springs winding.

Primo gave a good-natured scoff. “It happens.” He reached out with a roughened hand and investigated the little chain of paper dolls. “Fine work here, mausi. Thank you. Happy Valentine's Day, Copia.”

“I wanted to teach you,” Copia replied, his voice growing strong as Primo’s praise bolstered his spirit.

“I'd love to learn,” Primo said, and he rose, creaking, to his feet. “And we need to get you inside. Bring a coat next time.” He gestured at Copia once more, and the boy held his hand. The semi-frozen ground crunched underfoot as they crossed the lawn. “Lunch first?”

Copia nodded. “Sister Agatha made cookies.”

“Paper cutouts,” Primo mused. They got to the door, and he let Copia in but not without a teasing ruffle of his hair. “So…is this why I kept seeing all those little pieces of white paper all over the carpets, huh?” Primo smirk. “Nihil stole a box of xerox paper for you?”

“He…said he'd put it back,” Copia muttered shyly.

My Fic List | "Scenes from the Void" Eldritch Horror AU

[rewriting--reality]

"I'm never going to eat a lock-tah." -this is how mod vinny just pronounced LATKE while we were talking about what characters were having for dinner.....

- mod paris

[literalite]

Seph *slams hands in table* Caleb is hands down an Aquarius and vinny is either a Virgo or an Aries. Um middle names ummm for vinny I like costa or senesto. For Caleb maybe maine? Idk I’m stumped ok bye love ya you’re doing amazing sweety TAH! Xx

egrthyjukil;o i love u.... blows smooches

[lil-beanz000]

unwanted before he was even born~

A little wonderful project me and @lil-beanz000 came up with ! Let me introduce you to Vinny Usato, the new member of the Usato fam and marupyons little brother ! This adorable munchkin is one of @lil-beanz000 original oc’s that i kidnapped >:3 muehehehe

Be amazed by his cuteness !!!!!!!

After having pyonpyon, Leo finds out that he would no longer be able to have children, the pregnancy having been to hard on his body. While talking about it to the family, draxum offers to help them by providing his services and lab as a birthing chamber/incubator. The young couple is overjoyed and accept his offers, however not everyone on board with the idea. Maru finds herself conflicted with this new change and lashes out at her parents, however after some reassurance and some bonding time she comes to love little Vinny to bits <3

Here is beanz vinny description !

[tsuki-sennin]

EarthBound – Episode 22: In-Tents Nightmares

Spoilers, I guess...

>Are we going to go to on the road to Fourside in the next part? Hopefully my running gag will finally end...

>Lier X. Aggerate continuing to search for his treasure.

>Fuck Pokey’s parents too.

>Oh god, Emile, I know what you’re planning to do.

>DAD I’M IN THE MIDDLE OF A CIRCUS TENT!

>ALSO, FUCK THE BALD GUY AGAIN.

>qqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq

>oa

>QA

>Welcome to the corner of code.

>Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Gay Baby Jail.

>Shoutouts to SimpleFlips.

>Hints for a segment we’ve long since past.

>Emile’s “WHOAAAA!” sounds oddly constipated.

>ATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATAATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA WA-TAH!

>Hokuto Hyakuretsu Ken!

>This hint sucks. I want a refund!

>At HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Gregg!

>There’s P all over the place! Bad doggo!

>Vinny’s corruption program’s influence leaked out into the game and now it’s causing weird shit to happen!

>My highly trained team of nerds from both the Nagoya and Massachusetts Institutes of Technology can confirm that 7 does equal 0. Believe me, I paid each of them 7 dollars.

>”style with unusual characters”

>Ah fuck, I knew I said there would be spoilers, but the ancient stone tablets are a bit later than this.

>OH MOTHERFUCKER IT’S MAKING NOISE! WE NEED TO DOCUMENT THIS, DR. ROSALES!

>THIS FUNKY ASS BEAT THO!

>THE ENGINE GOT SMAAAASHED!

>JH7H’ is the true name of the Let’s Play God that Paula prays to. ...It’s name is pronounced in a bizarre mix of Yu Yevon, Kung-Fu Jesus, and Chip Cheezum.

>Did Monika leak into the game too or something?

>Oh, Monika, you silly girl. We’re not old enough to buy alcohol in Boris’s Bar yet! Let’s come back later when we make enough progress to enter Jackie’s Cafe, eh? It’ll be a nice date, just the two of us!

>WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT NOISE?!

>TAKE US BACK TO THREED EMILE, I’M SCARED!

>EMILE STOP, WE REALLY NEED TO GO TO FOURSIDE! I DON’T WANNA FIGHT GIYGAS EARLY BY ACCIDENT!

>...ryt.

>The Sanctuary Boss was my crippling anxiety for game glitches combined with Monika’s power.

>Monika, I said no! I don’t wanna go to Boris’s Bar! It’s creepy, and the last time you teleported me there, you nearly crashed the damn game!

>The Star Spangled Banner cover just makes this eerier.

>OH GOD, WE’RE IN UNFAMILIAR TERRITORY! DR. ROSALES, WE NEED TO END THE EXPERIMENT NOW!

>Happy place, Tsuki... go back to your happy place, Tsuki...

>TURN OFF THE MUSIC! TURN THAT SHIT OFF! I NEED QUIET!

>NOT LIKE THIS! ANYTHING BUT LIKE THIS! HELP ME DOCTOR! MY SKULL IS BURNING! MY SOUL IS ON FIRE!

>...I just wanna go to Fourside... let’s forget this ever happened, okay?

[askthepokemafia-blog]

A shady looking Scrafty walked down the sidewalk of a quiet street. He held up his loose, slightly saggy pants as he looked around the area. Not many people around as far as he could see, just a Slowbro with a bag around him waiting for a ride. Suddenly, a grand idea came to the Scrafty’s mind. He grinned and snickered darkly, casually making his way over to the other Pokemon. The Scrafty tapped him on the arm, to which the Slowbro very slowly turned his head around, and gave a smile.

“Well... hel...lo... there! Did you... Need... Some...thing... Sir?” He spoke in a slow, slightly deep voice. The Scrafty simply stuck his tongue out with a seemingly innocent smile. “Oh, nothin’, just wanted to take ya’ stuff is all.” The Scrafty had a stupid grin on his face as he snatched the bag away from the Slowbro, knowing he would be too slow to do anything about it, and began running off. Unsurprisingly, the Slowbro was very slow to react to this. “Come... Back... With... My... Stuff!” He shouted, and the Scrafty stopped in his tracks for a moment, seemingly complying, only to turn around and stick his tongue out at him tauntingly, before running off again, the Slowpoke being helpless to do anything.

The Scrafty didn’t look back as he ran down the sidewalk, chuckling to himself. “What a suckah! I oughta start goin’ after those slow guys more often!” His laughter grew louder, but his celebration was cut short as he ended up bumping into a Lucario, dropping the bag he stole.

“Finn! You lil’ shit!” The Lucario hissed, hopping and holding onto his bruised leg. A green Scizor picked up the dazed Scrafty and held him up by his hood with his pincers. The smaller Pokemon squirmed, trying to get free.

“Damn, that must’ve been some headbutt. And here I thought your head was full of air.” The Scizor snickered, handing Finn over to the Lucario, who promptly dragged him by his hood to a nearby alleyway and pinned him against the wall by his arms. “Ya’ brotha ain’t here with ya’ I see?” The Lucario’s face formed into a wicked grin, showing off his bare canines. “Good shit.”

Finn frantically shook his head. “W-wait! Yous don’t wanna really beat me up do ya’ Jayden?! A-after all I knows you two gotta have ANYTHING bettah tah do, right? I’m fragile, ehehehe, what’s tha point?”

Jayden growled in response. “The point is you’ve had this comin’ for a long fuckin’ time. Some of my shit went missing, you think I’d forget, ya’ lil’ shit?” The Lucario growled once more. “That, and you’re a cakewalk to pick on... What’s in the bag, Joseph?” He asked his partner.

“Hm. Seems the little runt here got himself some loot.” The Scizor flipped the bag upside down, only some money and a few personal items fell out from it. “It ain’t much though.”

Jayden huffed. “Whatevah, it’s mines now. On tah business...” Still holding Finn by the hood, his free arm reeled back dangerously. Finn shut his eyes and flinched, expecting to get pummeled by the stronger Pokemon... Suddenly, Finn felt his grip release him, and he fell to the ground on his rear.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a large Pangoro had grabbed the Lucario by his wrist. The Scrafty’s eyes lit up and he smiled widely, this Pangoro was no mere stranger to him. “Barett! Ya made it!”

“B-Barett?” A look of fear replaced the smug look on the Lucario, as he hesitantly turned his head to face the larger Pokemon. Before he could even get a look, he was harshly tossed into a wall by his arm, the back of his head smashing against it and he dropped to the ground, unconscious.

The Pangoro turned his attention towards the Scizor, who greeted him with a nervous wave. “H-hi there... Barett...” He gulped. Barett grabbed the Scizor’s chin, bringing their faces together. “Up to any trouble with ya’ buddy here?” He asked, glancing over to the unconscious Lucario, and his brother Finn, who was grinning wide at how the situation had turned now. The Scizor frantically shook his head no, his panicked eyes on the Pangoro’s rather large fist. Barett cracked a smile, letting go of him and patting the top of his head... Before he swung a punch across his face, knocking him into the ground. “Good. Now you two fucks get outta here and clean yaselves up. And if I catch you sweatin’ my baby brotha again, I’ll make sure you regret more than me knockin’ ya’ fuckin’ jaw loose. Got it?” He growled. “And that’s Mister Barett to you.”

The Scizor quickly nodded, getting up and rubbing his aching cheek, before going to pick his friend up off the ground and carry him off. Finn stepped up to see them walk away and made a rude gesture towards them with his middle finger. “Yeah! Ya’ bettah run! Best not ever mess with us again!” Barett simply gave a low growl, making his way to Finn, kneeling and bringing his brother over to him by his arm and inspecting him. “Are you hurt?” He asked, brushing off some dirt on him. Finn put his thumb on his chest and grinned confidently. “Psssh, those punks could nevah hurt me! I learned from the absolute best!”

Barett rolled his eyes, standing back up again. “Whatevah. You best praise Arceus that I came lookin’ for yo’ ass when I did. Startin’ to get sick of playing super hero for you. Do you even know what day it is?” He asked, crossing his arms. Finn shrugged in response.

“Vinny is out today. We’re meeting him at his pop’s place and takin’ him back to our hangout to meet everyone. Now come on. And try to stay close to me.” Barett began making his way down the sidewalk. Finn’s face lit up with excitement, and he started following his big brother.

“Fo’ real?! Sweet! Hold up!”

<<Finn and Barett are available for asks. Why don’t you let your curiosity take over?>>

[verdant-gardens]

Why Change Now | Jack| Reaction And Vote

As fuming as he is, there really isn't much that Jack can do anymore. He can't just keep arguing for eternity, not when the place is about to blow up. There's a stirring in his chest, an I don't feel so good about this all, but what was there to do? It was confirmed, they got it right.... Apparently. The idea that this was a ghost of all things still felt absolutely bewildering but whatever.

He goes along his way, collecting what he needed, taking some of the time to play a quick round of 'slots' (really just spending the coins he had on him that he didn't need), and finally hopping aboard the submarine with Teru in his lap despite really, really not feeling great about doing such. Not when it had anything to do with the things holding him and his classmates hostage for the past... however long its been.

As the submarine begins to move away from the city, the Gambler can't help but watch the place crumble. Good Riddance, you waste of money, you. Perhaps the satisfaction of watching that made up for such an unsatisfying last trial.

And as the debris floats down to the bottom of the ocean, so does Jack's energy. He leans back against the submarine, his eyelids as heavy as the underwater pressure. Home... hah. Nothing about the word feels real anymore. The idea of seeing Kenichi, seeing Bianca again, especially so soon, feels chimeric. As does everything as of recent, he supposes, but at least this was blissful.

Or, was. The peace is quick to disappear when Trik, fucking vinny Trik, stands up and begins spouting. He narrows his eyes as he listens, the stirring in his chest growing faster and faster with each word. He remains quiet, his mind whirling in thought, as his other classmates speak. And then, after a few moments, he lets out a small, tired chuckle. 

>DONT BELIEVE HIM

"... I hope yer proud of yourself." Jack mutters, nothing but apathy in his tired voice. There really wasn't any point in trying to scream about it here.

"Nata's right, yer claims don't make any sense. Why wouldn't you say you were being framed if you were really being framed? Why not step back and think about it? Guess I was right about not wantin' tah trust yah. But hey, yer lil harem's blind 'nough tah just go with it." He rolls the tensity out of his shoulders and into his hands, his grip slightly tighter on the Author in his lap.

"I 'on't care if you don't give a shit about me. That's fine and dandy. But ya put people you do care about through this. Really, really hope you sleep well at night knowin' that."

[lil-beanz000]

Smooches~ (Maru/Pyonpyon belongs to @cuddlebugmonster !! ~vinny is ma lil man)

[cuddlebugmonster]

A little wonderful project me and @lil-beanz000 came up with ! Let me introduce you to Vinny Usato, the new member of the Usato fam and marupyons little brother ! This adorable munchkin is one of @lil-beanz000 original oc’s that i kidnapped >:3 muehehehe

Be amazed by his cuteness !!!!!!!

After having pyonpyon, Leo finds out that he would no longer be able to have children, the pregnancy having been to hard on his body. While talking about it to the family, draxum offers to help them by providing his services and lab as a birthing chamber/incubator. The young couple is overjoyed and accept his offers, however not everyone on board with the idea. Maru finds herself conflicted with this new change and lashes out at her parents, however after some reassurance and some bonding time she comes to love little Vinny to bits <3

Here is beanz vinny description !