#aaaaa did you know... drawing hugs is hard

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just felt like revisiting Allegra from Eskew

[corruptedhyena]

hello to the like 3 people who have been waiting for Bindertales

im so sorry, the next 2 pages are done dw but it's in progress ;w;

in the meantime HELLO NEIGHBOR AGAIN IM SO SORRY the new episodes are making me scream again so please give me a moment to share some doodles whilst i share my thoughts.

SEASON 2 SPOILERS INCOMING!!

firstly, my favorite part of the series: Trinity and Nicky's friendship! i'm really not a fan of romance plots so i ADORE that they aren't trying anything with these two, just leaving it to mosty one-sided Enzo.

so, when the teasers showed an almost direct parallel of Nicky leading Trinity into Peterson's house by giving us a shot of Trinity leading Nicky, it really got my hopes up!! it thankfully didn't disappoint too horribly, but damn if it isn't painful to watch Trinity go from "yeah Nicky you've been through a lot huh ): " in episode 1 to "c'mon dude you're the one who told me to be brave, why are you being so scared???" it was a bit AAAAA

thankfully, it does seem somewhat purposeful, as she is still a kid and seems to be doing her best to help Nicky the way he helped her be brave, it's just really backfiring. as seen when she's taken home from school in ep 2, she's clearly worried about him and is very much aware something is going on, so it's not like there's some sorta character betrayal! i really hope they'll have a chance to really talk things out and reach an understanding. OR AT LEAST JUST GIVE NICKY A HUG FOR FUCK'S SAKE POOR BOY, THAT CLIFFHANGER HURTS SO MUCH OML

I LOVE SIBLING CONTENT PLEASE GIVE US MORE!! some of my favorite bits of background detail in s1 are Maritza's reactions to Enzo being a simp. she's such an asshole and i love her for it. she's also still acting as the greatest voice of the straight man, which is a breath of fresh air sometimes among the children playing detective during MULTIPLE MURDERS AND ACTS OF ARSON!!!

speaking of, why the hell did Mrs. Bales immediately get suspicious of the LITERAL CHILDREN who were OUTSIDE during the housefire? especially since she herself said her outlet blew? i understand stories following kids have to find a way to write out the parents sometimes, but it's just baffling that it was handled so well in s1 compared to s2. and they also jump on the anti-Nicky train? did they not literally witness that child escape from Peterson's after their daughter told them he was kidnapped weeks ago????? DO THEY NOT UNDERSTAND THIS IS A LITERAL CHILD WHO JUST GOT TRAUMATIZED AND WHOSE PARENTS WERE SAID TO BE HARD TO CONTACT??!?!?!?!

i'm

far less agonized, i just thought about how in the world Peterson hid among gravestones as a grown-ass man during Trinity's story in s1, and thought it'd be funny if, as i draw him, he pretended to be a bush behind a gravestone. hunched up so his body's behind the stone and the big flumf of his mane and tail stuck out. logically, a flashlight would catch the red of it despite the dark, but cartoon logic could hand-wave it away.

in terms of s2 thoughts with him, it's cool to see his backstory! i'm still pretty much in the dark when it comes to the whole Hello Neighbor lore, as i only saw gameplay of the alphas and never heard the intended storyline, but i did see that last Matpat video! i can't wait to see what's up with his brother being the shadow guy (i think) and why he's terrorizing Nicky. i'm betting it's not a malicious thing, that maybe he's trying to make contact or keep him safe, considering the flashback! and it seems like the grown-up bullies might be the ones behind the kids' disappearances and Crowface, though i'm not quite as confident about that one. i just know a lot of the adults are suspicious and i think it's a red herring that there's supposedly a secret neighbor. i think it's all of them, and Peterson knows.

still doesn't excuse kidnapping and traumatizing Nicky tho

thanks to anyone who reads this rambling mess, i just have a lot of thoughts about this show and don't have anyone i know who's caught up or into it (:

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🤗 A Touch of Love | Mammon x Reader

>> requested: yes, by an anon >> a/n: Aaaaa thank you Anon!!! I'll do my best to do it justice (ᵔ◡ᵔ). About this particular writing: When you’re young, it’s just feeling, but as you grow older (around 13) your soulmate being hurt forms bruises.

>> masterlist: obey me , 200 fllr. special >> summary: When someone touches your soulmate, you can feel it mirrored on your skin >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): bruising

When you were a child, you had never understood why you always felt pain. It wasn't deadly, but more like a hit to the underside of the head; or a slap to the hand. Asking your guardian when you were six, you realized how you got pains all over from your soulmate getting hurt.

As a way to empathize with the pain your soulmate went through, little you decided to draw with red marker wherever there was a pain. Red lines would be everywhere, from your face to your hands, and sometimes around your ankles.

Though you began to grow older, and the red pens that you used weren't needed anymore. Instead, light bruises would form. Regularly, you would go into school with a bruise on your head or your neck. It got so bad that your school had called both home and CPS a multitude of times.

When you first got transported into the Devildom, immediate concern came to Demons. Well, not really concern. More like... disgust? They felt somewhat horrified at the blue and black parts of your skin.

As soon as you met Mammon you knew something was up. The way that his brothers treated him was one thing. But the way he reacted when he tightly grabbed your wrist to drag you to the HoL was another. Despite that, he kept moving forward and barely even acknowledged whatever bothered him after that initial grimace.

Spending more time with the demon, you started to watch how ill-treated he was by his own family. A hit on the back of the head, a wire cutting into his ankle from being strung by the chandelier. Once, he was even accidentally(?) pushed down the stairs. And you felt each and every corner of the hard stairs.

Limping slightly as you ran toward him, he was suddenly more concerned in you than himself.

"Why are ya limpin'?" He questioned. "Did anyone hurt ya?"

"Oh, no, no one hurt me," You were quick to respond. "Someone just hurt my soulmate... so I'm kind of in a bit of pain right now."

"Whoever yer soulmate is must be a real jerk for gettin' harmed like tha' so much." Mammon rolled his eyes.

"I don't know about that..." You trailed off, eyeing the demon.

"Mammon, we have to talk." You said to him one day in the House of Lamentation.

"U-uh... I didn't steal anythin'!" He said, scared he was in trouble.

"It's nothing like that, don't worry." You smiled nervously.

"Ah... uh, alright then," he awkwardly followed behind you.

Closing the door to your room behind the both of you, you automatically turned around and said, "Mammon, I think we're soulmates."

"Wha- WHAT?!" he yelled. "Ya think we're... s-soulmates?!"

"Mhm," you nodded. "And I have proof if you don't believe me."

But instead of insisting on seeing the proof you had, he immediately went in for a hug. He didn't care whether you were bluffing or not. After hundreds of centuries of not feeling a single thing from his soulmate, and then suddenly starting to feel things from you, he was so ecstatic.

His hug was a tight and warm envelope of love. It was full of happiness and longing. And you gave it right back. Holding onto him tightly, you and Mammon both stood there, before slowly moving to your bed. Slowly laying down, you both instantly curled into each other.

Hugging for the rest of the night. Just the two of you.

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Okay so, um, I hope you don’t mind me requesting something! ^.^ 💕 You always support me and I wanna support you too!

So, Uraraka and Ojiro. Fluff & Tickles. The idea is that Uraraka is stressed out and one way she copes is by coloring, and Bakugou or whoever sees her and teases her, then Ojiro defends her and says like, it’s fine to be a kid sometimes, bc they’ve grown up pretty fast. And so like, the next day they go to a park and swing, he gets her ice cream, then they go back to the dorm and color while watching cartoons, and then a tickle scene happens on the cartoon, and then it leads to him tickling her and hugs and cuddles and friendship. Aaaaa 🙈

To Be a Kid Again (BNHA)

Ojiro wants to show Uraraka that it’s okay to be a kid again sometimes.

Pairings: Platonic Uraraka and Ojiro

Warnings: Bakugou being a jerk, some light angst

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: Omg this is such a cute pairing!! I've never even considered them together, either as friends or as partners. What would their ship name be? Ojiraka? Also, I've never written for either of them, so I hope this is okay!

Uraraka was tired. It had been a long day at school, and despite the fact that it was only Wednesday, she was more than ready for the weekend.

After changing out of her uniform and grabbing a couple items from her room, Uraraka flopped down onto one of the couches of the commons with a heavy sigh. She really didn’t have anything to do now that classes were over for the day. She’d already finished her homework and dinner wasn’t for another or hour or so. Despite how exhausted she was, she had just enough energy left to do one of her favorite activities to pass the time: coloring.

She didn’t know why exactly, but something about sitting down and letting herself get lost in the mindlessness of coloring had always been soothing to her. So there she was, sitting on the couch crisscross, using her knee as a table and getting to work. After a few minutes, the brain fog that had been plaguing Uraraka the last couple of hours began to disappear, and her mind was back as ease.

That was, until Bakugou came into the room. Looking just as tired and grumpy as she felt, Bakugou was about to head up to his room when Uraraka accidentally caught his eye.

“What are you looking at, Round Face?”

She quickly looked back down at her lap in alarm. “N-Nothing. Sorry.”

Bakugou continued to glare her way when he noticed the book in her lap and the pile of markers next to her. He came a few feet closer, eyeing it suspiciously.

“Tch. What are you, five years old?”

“Wh… what do you mean?”

At this time, Ojiro had just entered the commons and was just about to step into the elevator when the other students’ conversation caught his attention.

“Coloring books? Seriously? That shit’s for babies.”

Uraraka felt her cheeks start to burn.

“Hey, hey!” Ojiro jogged over to see what the commotion was about. Bakugou tended to pick fights pretty easily. “What’s going on here?”

Bakugou just crossed his arms and scowled at him.

Ojiro looked down at Uraraka, whose ears and cheeks were painted red. He then noticed the art supplies surrounding her. “Is he giving you a hard time?”

Uraraka just looked back and forth between the two of them, not daring to say anything.

“I heard you say something was ‘for babies,’” Ojiro turned to Bakugou with a stern look on his face. “You weren’t talking about coloring, were you?”

Again, silence.

“It’s really not, you know. People draw and color all the time! Besides, even if it was, what’s wrong with that? Everyone should be allowed to do things they enjoy, especially something as harmless as coloring. I don’t see what the problem is.”

“The problem is that we’re trying to be heroes!” Bakugou shot back. “Heroes shouldn’t be doing childish shit like that! If you really wanted to be a hero you’d be out training!”

Ojiro sighed, a little exasperated. “Of course training is important. But rest is important too. Doing things you love is important. If you don’t take the time to be a kid and let loose a little, you’re going to burn out. No pun intended, in your case, Bakugou.” Ojiro smiled, a little teasingly.

“Ugh, whatever,” Bakugou relented and headed back towards the elevator. “Whatever it’ll take for you to shut up and stop lecturing me.”

Uraraka and Ojiro both snickered at that, and in a few moments, it was just the two of them.

“Sorry about that,” Ojiro said apologetically. “Bakugou can be a real pain sometimes.”

“No kidding,” she agreed. “Um… thanks. You really didn’t have to do that. I’m sure I would’ve been okay on my own.”

“Of course you would have! But what are friends for?” Ojiro smiled brightly, holding out his hand. Uraraka smiled back and accepted the hand up. “You hungry? I think it’s about time for dinner.”

~~~

The next day was just as hard, though Uraraka did feel a little better after a good night’s sleep.

After dinner the previous night, Ojiro had asked if she’d want to hang out the next day after classes, in attempt to keep tabs on her since her fight with Bakugou. She assured him she was fine, but he insisted that it was his treat, so she obliged.

“So where are we going?” Uraraka asked walking next to Ojiro on the sidewalk.

“I’m taking you to one of my favorite places.” The two entered a chain link-fenced area.

“…a playground?”

“Yep! This was one of my favorite places in the world as a kid, and it still is. Come on! Let’s swing!”

And before she could argue, Ojiro grabbed her hand and tugged her along towards the swing set. Thankfully there wasn’t anyone else around, so they had the place to themselves.

“So,” Uraraka started, swinging her legs a little. “Why are we doing this exactly? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love hanging out! But where is this coming from?”

Ojiro laughed and rubbed the back of his neck, a little sheepish. “I was thinking, well… I wanted to show you that’s it’s okay to be a kid. To let loose a little. You seemed like you needed it, especially after what happened yesterday.”

Uraraka’s heart warmed at that. She really couldn’t ask for better classmates as friends.

Ojiro’s expression dropped to something a little more serious. “I’ve realized that we’ve all had to grow up so fast in these last few years. It makes me kind of sad.”

“Why is that?” Uraraka questioned.

“Don’t you miss this kind of stuff?” He gestured to the rest of the play set. “As much as I hate it, I think you and I both know there’s some truth to what Bakugou said yesterday. Heroes are supposed to be constantly training, constantly trying to grow and improve their skills. All that’s great, but it leaves no room to be what we actually are… teens. Kids. Don’t you ever feel like you grew up too fast?”

Uraraka couldn’t help but think about her parents. How, as just a little girl, barely old enough to go to school, she committed to helping them make money in any way she could. All the experiences she’d missed out on when she was younger due to her family’s financial situation. “Yeah… I guess I do.”

Ojiro offered a sympathetic smile. “That’s why it’s times like these, in the little spare moments we have to ourselves, that we can take the time to indulge that inner child.”

Uraraka took a moment to digest his words. “I think I understand now.” Then, in a small, hopeful voice: “Maybe... a-after we’re done here, we could... um... get some ice cream?”

Ojiro grinned. “I thought you’d never ask.” He hopped off his swing. “Race ya!”

“Hey, no fair!” Uraraka laughed and chased after him.

~~~

After getting their ice cream—strawberry for Uraraka and vanilla for Ojiro—the two friends happily walked back to the dorms together.

“By the way,” Ojiro said, “I never got the chance to tell you, but I saw your coloring book, and well… it looks really good!”

“Oh!” Uraraka looked down, a little embarrassed. “Hah, thanks…”

He could tell she did believe him. “I’m being serious! I think it’s really cool that you’re into that kind of stuff. Have you always liked coloring? You seem to be good at it.”

“Yeah, but I really can’t take much credit. I mean, it’s just filling in the shapes. It’s not like I drew it,” she reasoned, licking her ice cream.

“Hey, I can hardly stay in the lines, so it’s impressive to me.”

Uraraka laughed, knowing he was probably just saying that to make her feel good, but she appreciated it nonetheless.

“Thank you,” she said, speaking as sincere as possible. They had made it back to the common area of the dorms where they stood, waiting to depart to their own rooms. “For everything.”

Ojiro realized she thought he had brought her back here to say goodbye. “Hey, if you want, you can hang in my room.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! We could watch TV, or if you have homework to work on, I won’t bother you.”

She smiled. “I’d love that. Thanks again, Ojiro, you’re the best.” She threw her arms around him in a tight hug. Ojiro was a little taken aback, but quickly returned the gesture.

The two friends sat comfortably on his bed with their backs against the wall. The TV droned on in the background, mostly forgotten, as they chatted about school and their weekend plans.

Once the conversation died out, they settled down to watch what was playing on the screen, falling into comfortable silence. One of the characters poked the other, making them jump back and laugh. Ojiro smiled at the scene and stole a quick glance at Uraraka to see how she was doing, just in time to see her blush a little at the sight. It was so brief, if he hadn’t looked at just the right moment he would’ve missed it.

Suddenly feeling mischievous, Ojiro darted his hands to Uraraka’s sides and began squeezing, making her squeal and fall back on the bed in a fit of happy giggles.

“Ohohjiroho! Eeeep! Whaha—Why? Hahaha!”

“Because! I wanna hear you laugh! Didn’t I tell you to start letting loose?”

Uraraka was too weak and giddy to respond or do much more than weakly bat his hands in a half-hearted attempt.

Ojiro made the mistake of coming closer to get better purchase on her ribs, and Uraraka pushed through the tickly feeling just enough to be able to reach a hand up and scratch at the base of his spine, making him yelp and jerk away. This gave Uraraka just enough time to gain the upper hand by pushing him down and straddling his waist with her knees.

“Uraraka, wa-HAHAHAIT!” he burst into loud belly laughter as she began kneading up and down his torso the same way he had done to her.

“Maybe you should start taking your own advice, Ojiro!” she laughed with him. “Come on, you shouldn’t be afraid of being a kid again, right? Tickle tickle!”

This made his cheeks turn bright red and his laugh go a few pitches higher.

Uraraka was feeling all-powerful with Ojiro now at her mercy. That was, until she felt a soft, feathery feeling against her neck and under her chin, making her flinch and snort.

“Ohohoh my gohohosh, you snohorted!” Ojrio teased through his own laughter.

“N-no fahahair!” Uraraka stammered out as best she could. “You shohouldn’t be allowed t-to use your tahahail!”

“Wehehell too bahad! I’m using it!”

The two stayed like that, trying to out-tickle each other—Uraraka going at his ribs and belly, and Ojiro trying his best to throw her off using his tail to brush all over her neck and sides, both laughing hysterically. Eventually Uraraka was weakened just enough for Ojiro to get her back one last time before they both collapsed in exhaustion.

“Jeez, you don’t give up easy, do you?” Uraraka panted, a big smile still on her face.

“No,” Ojiro agreed. “But you held out pretty long too, I’m impressed.”

After finally catching their breath, Uraraka opened her arms in offering. “Cuddles?”

Ojiro couldn’t have refused the offer if he tried. “Heh. Yeah, cuddles.”

He scooted closer and wrapped his arms around her torso, leaning his head into her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around him in return, resting her head atop his.

And there they stayed for the rest of the evening.

[mirrorforevers]

silently • graham coxon/reader

this is a direct result of this prompt right here

don’t b sorry love, we’re all horny here. this prompt immediately took me out of my writer’s block so yeah gsdjsdhgsdj it was a blessing! tysm for sending it n i rly rly hope u enjoy reading it as much as i did writing it aaaaa i literally couldn’t stop. this one has a special place in my heart now.

also please tell me whatchu think abt this one on my askbox! unbeta’ed bc i love danger

word count: 2.809

warnings: smut. shameless, fast paced fluffy smut.

You couldn't understand why the hell he was so nervous. On the way to your parents' home he asked more questions than a 4-year-old on their way to a park - what are they like, what do they like to do, do they know Blur? Do you think they will find my shoe ridiculous? I'm sure they'll think I’m a weirdo. What did you tell them about me? Even the many kisses you gave him were not enough to calm him down, leaving you to assure him that even if your parents didn't like him - which would be impossible, Graham was never better and more pleasant to live with - you would continue to like him. Very much.

Couldn't live without him, actually.

When you arrive at the door, your mother greets you with a wide, surprised smile - it didn't even seem like she had been begging to meet Graham for months and meticulously planned every minute of the time you would spend together. Her friendly posture seemed to make him more comfortable, the fact that your father was traveling also ended up making him more relaxed. “Dads are always frightening,” he’d say. He agreed to spend the rest of the night there after having an extremely pleasant dinner.

While he does the dishes, you and your mother clean the table when you decide to stop by the kitchen to talk to your boyfriend.

"It wasn't that difficult, was it?" You ask, a daring tone in your voice.

He smiles sheepishly. "Everything went significantly better than I thought it would, honestly."

“You did well. Not that she is hard to please, but you are really sweet.” You kiss him on the cheek. (It's so cute how he still blushes at these things after months of dating.)

"Thank you, love."

"I mean it. I think you deserve a gift for being like this.”

He looks at you, starting to pay even greater attention to the direction of the conversation. “And what do you have in mind?”

You whisper in his ear in the most seemingly innocuous tone you can feign. “I, for one, think you should fuck me senseless in the room upstairs.” He smiles, gaze a little lost in his surroundings as it usually goes whenever he’s pleasantly disconcerted by your dirty talk. Your hands travel his body subtly under his shirt. He hisses: “Can’t wait.” His voice is weak. You love to tease him like that.

You give him a little peck where his mouth and cheek meet – and then you motion to leave after a wink. “See you in a few minutes.”

“Babies, sorry to interrupt,” your mom arrives at the door, instantly killing off the whole mood you’ve created. “I forgot to tell you, but some other people from our family will be here in a few minutes. We’re not done yet!”

Graham’s really confused. You shrug and give him some context – “My family just loves gatherings in general. And they’re excited that I have a boyfriend now, apparently.” To which your mom points: “Exactly! They want to meet you too, Coxon!”

You can feel the anxiety building in him again already. He’s so uncomfortable it hurts, and you know his head is spinning. He doesn’t want to let you down, and after your mom leaves, you go back to calming him down again. “Baby, it’s okay, I promise. If you­’re too overwhelmed we--”

“No, no. I signed up for this. I’ll be okay. I’ll have a drink or two…”

You completely discard this possibility. No associating alcohol to social abilities anymore after everything he went through because of it. “No. We’ll find other ways to calm you down.” After some seconds of a silent yet intense brainstorm, you have an idea. But you won’t tell him. “Ok, I know what to do to take your mind off the pressure. Just wait and see, and no beers, alright?”

“Alright… I guess.”

After giving him yet another peck while he finishes cleaning the plates, you quickly run upstairs to change from the tight jeans and band shirt you’re wearing to a very light and flimsy sundress. And that’s all the clothing you choose. It fits you well, and leaves not much to the imagination. You know it’s a family gathering, but it’s also summer, so no severe dress codes were being enforced in any significant way.

He reads your mind the moment he sees you in the dress, shaking his head in pleased disbelief at the sight. He mouths a small “you didn’t” while a stupidly joyful smile slowly shines over the tight expression of worry he once had. To which you mouth back: “I did.” You then go back to playfully teasing each other a bit while you take care of the sudden assembly’s preparations.

Your family members arrive and, as expected, they’re really thrilled to meet your guy. Graham answers so many questions, and ends up sharing so much of how he feels about you with them, and bit by bit, the warmth and wholesome aura of your closest relatives makes him feel truly welcomed. He feels like he knows you even better now, now that he knows where your energy and vitality come from. He could see bits of your personality in every single one of them – of course you are still the splendid whole, but still. It made sense.

Also, you noticed he didn’t take his eyes off you the entire time. He was hungry and you’re glad your plan worked. It was easier to forget about how hard sociability is when his mind was somewhere else.

After a while, though, you could sense him getting fidgetier. Even though he was considerably and visibly more relaxed than he was a few hours ago, that amount of social interaction, specially while sober, still drained a lot of his energy. You take his hands, announcing you two were getting something else to eat. You go to the kitchen, not bothering to turn on the lights, and though the house is empty you two could still hear the enthusiastic discussion your family is having outside, slightly drowned by the distance and the walls separating you now.

“You did so great, baby.” You smile, giving him a victory kiss while he envelops you in a tight hug. He’s proud of himself too, and he deserves to feel like that. “They love you already.”

“They’re just like you, in a way. I’m glad everything went well,” he sounds relieved, still tired, but relieved. “I couldn’t stop thinking about that proposal you made me earlier, though.”

“I know,” You plant a chaste kiss on his jaw. “I felt your eyes on me.”

This second kiss he gives you feels different. It’s longer. Famished. Purposeful. His hands are friskier now, traveling hastily throughout your body, and you alternate between giving in and becoming progressively more alert of your surroundings. You can have an idea of where this is heading. The swirling of his tongue around yours makes you dizzy, and the feeling somewhat akin to an electric shock – but milder, and definitely more carnal – that flows through your body when he bites your lower lip and brings your hips closer to his brings you back to reality. “We have to be careful,” you whisper, each of your lips just barely touching while you breathe each other’s air.

“I promise I’ll be. You look delicious in this dress, I… don’t know where to start.” He cups your cheeks while drawing imaginary lines across your lips with the tip of his thumbs.

“Think fast. Never took you for a quickie guy.” You chuckle.

“I like to take my time, yes, but some things can’t wait.”

And with that, with the dexterity and carefulness of a cat, he sinks to his knees in front of you, lifting up your dress with one hand and one of your legs with the other, your leg now resting on one of his large shoulders. He takes hold of your hips, angling you toward him. You hiss in anticipation, and you can feel your core burning in expectation too. Your hands now firmly grab the counter behind you for support while you turn behind you with attentive eyes to see if no one’s coming. You’re safe, for now. The thrill of getting caught is one that will never get old.

His eyes seek yours for reassurance. You, without a word, give it to him. You both look lovely bathed in moonlight. He teases you first, kissing and sucking at the skin on your inner thighs, moving closer and closer to your center until after a couple minutes of that sweet agony his lips graze across that aching part of you.

He flicks his tongue delicately through your folds, playing with your wetness. The way his hands caress your lifted thigh so delicately while his tongue inscribes poems to your clit is something that makes your stomach flutter, you simply can’t ignore those tiny adorable actions that make loving him so addictive and rewarding. Keeping yourself silent and struggling to remain somewhat composed to anyone who might see you from outside is a painfully arousing contradiction to the sensations you’re feeling. He’s doing his best to fuck you up, gradually setting a rhythmic pace to his movements with the intent to release the spring now starting to coil tightly low in your abdomen.

“Jesus, Gra—f-fuck. Fuck.” You whisper, breathlessly, while simultaneously suppressing a moan when he delves his tongue even deeper in your core, your fingers instinctively curling and closing a fist on his hair, making him groan. You buck your hips against his lips and you can feel sweat beading on the backs of your knees, heart threatening to jump out of your mouth by how fast it’s racing.

You suddenly freeze when you hear a voice from outside approaching the kitchen and you lightly tap his shoulder. Graham stops on command, but he won’t get up until he’s absolutely certain he should. He sprinkles your thigh with small kisses again, eyes droopy with the high from giving you the pleasure he knows he’s giving you while he admires you. The person heading for the kitchen takes a turn to the opposite side and you sigh in relief. “False alarm. Go on, baby.”

“Yes, ma’am.” You notice he’s panting, and you can only guess how hard he is, judging by the tone of his voice. The time you spent frozen wasn’t enough to completely burn out the fire he’d already created within you, but he’s determined to give you an orgasm before anyone can interrupt you again – now he had two fingers moving, stroking, curling inside of you in delightful ways while his tongue began to work your clit in tight little circles. You could feel him moaning against your sex, he really liked this. And fuck, he was good at it. He slips one more finger into you, his ring finger, making your pleasure soon explode into a trembling climax. You couldn’t stop the little sound you made and he kisses your thigh in reply while still lazily fucking you with his fingers. “So fucking beautiful,” he whispers.

One of your hands move to your mouth in order to cover the sound you really want to make. Graham, once again, looks really proud of himself.

He slowly pulls his fingers out of you and cleans them with his tongue before he lifts up again as inconspicuously as possible. You try to look like nothing happened, and you’re both glad that, apparently, no one’s giving a single fuck to whatever’s going on where you are. Given the realization, you look at each other and giggle. He then pulls you in a hug, voice husky when he teases, and confesses, “You can’t imagine how bad I want to fuck you right here. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“We’ll have to take this to the bedroom, love.” You reply, still recovering from your orgasm. You can’t risk more than you’ve already risked. He looks slightly…

Disappointed.

You smile. “You thrill-seeking bastard. You enjoyed this way too much, didn’t you?”

“Didn’t you?” He questions back, tickling your sides, a wide, satisfied smile on his face. God, you loved him so much. He pulls you back to him again, and you turn to the other side so he can grind against you from behind. He’s rock hard. “We have some thick curtains here, after all.” You say, mischievously, before you close the curtains as carefully as possible. He lifts up your dress once again, this time high enough so he can fill his hands with your breasts, and he, agonizingly slowly, teases your nipples with his fingertips while he keeps grinding against you. This, alone, gets you motivated enough for another round. “God, Coxon, you’re going to be the death of me.” Your voice’s painfully needy, just like every other part of you.

You spread your legs a little wider to give him better access to you. Feeling cool air against your bare ass, you bite your lip and screw your eyes shut when his hand squeezes your butt. “Dripping wet for me. You’re glistening.” He quietly notes, giving your butt a little kiss - you then look over your shoulder to watch him get his jeans open. His hard cock bounces against your ass as he pushes his boxers down. You wiggle to get him inside you while he tortuously slowly runs the tip of his cock between the slick folds of your pussy. When it bumps against your sensitive clit, you can’t stop the mewl of his name.

After a few more hard breaths, he was inside you. You’re hungry for him too, and the sound of your body clashing against his is something unbelievable. You begin in a faster pace than the one you’re used to – and that’s not a problem. At all. Speed is of essence, but you’re also starving for each other. It feels like no contact is ever 100% enough.

Your hands keep firmly gripping the balcony and when he lowers his chest against your back you can’t hold back the involuntary gasp that leaves your throat and echoes through the empty house. One of his large hands holds your hips in place while he fucks you mercilessly, the other one covers your mouth hastily – his shaky voice betrays how badly this is affecting him too. “Shhh, love. You don't want anyone seeing you in that state. So fucking tight around me.”

He was sinking more deeply into you with each thrust now, and trying to keep your eyes open while his now awaken dominant side is doing that to you, exactly the way you want him to, is torture. You feel like you’re going to pass out from the all the sensorial and contextual stimulation. “You want me to come inside you, baby?” To which you keenly reply with a nod, not bothering to uncover your mouth. This was perfect.

He edged his hips back so he reaches your most sensitive spot and his grip on your mouth constricts when he notices how loud you want to be. “Feels like a dream inside you but keep. Quiet.” His voice lowers to a breathy whisper against your throat and the hands that were holding your hips in place now snaked to the front of your body to help you get off. And like that, you do, coming a second time, this orgasm even more intense than the last. The way your walls twitch around his dick is enough to push him over the edge too, and you feel him spilling inside you. You milk him of every drop, and after you both ride off your high, you feel a tender kiss that lasts for a while in your scalp, a silent “thank you” while he slips out of you.

You put your dress back on place, trying to compose yourself before you can look another human in the eye again. You have a positively overwhelmed, just-woke-up-from-an-incredible-dream look on your face. “You better not get me addicted to this kind of risky shit.”

He laughs while he also does his best to look like not one hair or piece of clothing ever went out of place. “Sorry, Y/N, I think I already did.”

[delimeful]

Lime, I’m so upset, but I can’t even be mad at you because we asked for this. I just want good things for Virgil ;~; (this is about tsits btw)

i also want good things for virgil! *looks at chapter* why did this happen.

Anonymous said: I'm SCREAMING after that last chapter, that was a heccin wild ride

Anonymous said: aAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Anonymous said: (a-sanders-sideblog) *binge reads tsits in one tsitting and starts hollering like a maniac at 3 in the morning* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--

me, sleeping peacefully while everyone screams: 

@gothfoxx said: Oh no Puff!Virgil! Ugh just take my heart why don’tcha (╥_╥)

@kitkat-kiwikat said: AAAAA I LITERALLY JUST HAPPY FLAPPED AND SCREAMED AAAA IM EXCITED TO READ THE NEW CHAPTER (≧▽≦)

@thebadhalfofafandom said: I am in SO MUCH PAIN... thank you

Anonymous said: (a-sanders-sideblog) so yeah op ya got some good dang fics. 10/10 they slap hard as hell thank you

Anonymous said: LIME Lime I just read the new chapter of tsits and everything hurts. I mean it’s super good but I am also in pain, lime, thank you for doing this.

Anonymous said: i skipped to the end of tsits to read the last line and see if i could handle it but i completely misinterpreted what it meant and now i'm lowkey in tears having read the chapter through /lime oh my goodness/

Anonymous said: Thank you v much for the non-serotonin, I loved it. /nj

Anonymous said: I domt know if I want to hug you or round kick you rn but I think it's a good thing

Anonymous said: Who gave you permission to hurt us? And please, keep doing so

Anonymous said: ouch

i love the energies of these asks being like “oof ouch my heart... more pls”

im always happy to deliver :) :) :)

@carolofthebell said: Remus: (spots puff’s new collar) Wow! I thought I was the twisted one Ro, but that’s seriously some next level ****. Patton: I didn’t know you were an animal lover Remus, don’t worry, it’s not a color or leash or anything, (explains how cute it was when puff came and asked Roman to put it on him) Remus: you made him beg for it?! (Actually Vomits, & not in the fun way)

Anonymous said: I absolutely love the latest chapter! It's so cruel but I'm not even mad cause it's you!! I love how you nailed Janus and Fake Anxiety to be very ominous--and it wasn't lost on me that 'Anxiety' gets dismissed as being unhelpful even though he literally drops the answer on their lap (pointing out Thomas' deep insecurities so they can be addressed) I have to wonder, though, was Deceit's plan to make Thomas have a self care day, or is he planning something bigger now he's assumed Virgil's role?

Anonymous said: OH MY GOODNESS- you evil, evil lime. so wonderfuly evil. I LOVED the new chapter. I love it so much. it also leaves me with so many questions! has Vee truely disapeared? if so when will the others start to see the effects? won´t Puff start acting agressive, coniving, and overall more dragonlike? when will they make the conection between Puff and Vee? such wonderous writing! (you don´t have to answer the questions, in fact please don´t. that wouldn´t be as fun! feel free to give clues though)

thank you! interesting predictions and excellent questions! *checks my clipboard which is covered in drawings of little cats* hmm... according to my calculations the answers are [REDACTED], [REDACTED], [REDACTED], [REDACTED], and triangle. hope this helps!

[aresrl]

I hihi I am!!! A little nervous w/ doing this bc I've never done this b4 so please bear🐻 w// me💦 May I request a match up? A vision, a romantic partner and maybe a friend and/or enemy? If that's too much feel free to just assign me a vision + partner, ehe/// Preferably male for a romantic match-up, but either gender is fine with a friend and enemy match-up^^ I tried to be as detailed as possible but I think I ended up just ranting, so im v v sorry if it's long! I sort of fluctuate when it comes to being an introvert/extroverted. W// strangers and irl, I'm very introverted and shy!! Rarely speak and if I do it's just the usual "Hi how are you? That's good. I'm good too, thank you for asking:)" yeayea I'm not too. Keen on social interaction irl. But I always do my best to be very nice!! I never wanna come off as mean bc wow what a bad first impression that would be. But with friends / ppl ik online?? Whew I am very very friendly n chatty ^^ Either very high energy or very chill, there's rarely any inbetween. Sometimes I like to jokingly tease my friends but I'd never go too far / make them uncomfortable!! And if I do I always apologize right away!! I like to say that I'm affectionate?? My strongest love language is def physical affection, if not quality time. Idk man there's just something about vibing with someone or hugging them that just aaaaa/// Although I usually display affection w// words of affection bc. Literally most of my friends are online friends so I can't actually hug them, sad times. Idk if this is needed/important info but I just remembered: I'm 5'6 around??? Need glasses bc. Whew i am blind (near sighted), I'm poc (specifically black) anndd, hm. Actually I think thats it for this section, aha. As you can see I'm, not really all that organized. Also I don't have the best attention span - while writing this I'm circling between 4 different apps - and I'm a bit of a mess. And also a little stupid. Just a smidge dumb. But I have my moments - I solved like. 2 puzzles in Inazuma by myself so I think that counts for something. I also find that I tend to talk a whole lot when I have an idea or smthn to say abt a thing I'm super interested in!! That's info-dumping. I info dump. Yes. I also really like to listen to other people talk abt things they like!!!! Its so nice :) I'm protective over people I care about!! I've never done it but 100% would bark at someone who messed with someone close to be. Arf arf yaknow. I tend to he impulsive. I'll do something, and be all "YEAH>:D" and then regret it later. And then I'll do it all over again in a fun little cycle :) I consider myself an optimist, but quickly turn into a pessimist whenever it concerns myself. Fun funfun. Should probably mention that I am. A very insecure person w/ dangerously low self esteem, which is super fun esp when you mix that with the fact that I'm rarely ever motivated to improve. Yayayay Also sort of a pushover?? Like most often than not I'll be convinced to do something, even if I'm not too keen on doing it. Also afraid of confrontation when it comes to my friends and strangers (that is, if it's concerning me!! I'll order smthn for my friend but if I need to order for myself?? uhh stutter time aha). I'm also a mega simp ahah! Srsly though if I fall for someone/get infatuated with someone I. Will be so obvious abt it even though I try very hard not to be. Would gush over that person probably. I don't really like mean people tbh. Like yes I'll be nice and civil with them but!!! I cannot stand!!! Rude people!!! Esp when they're mean for no reason like sir??? maam??? homie??? chill pls ty<3 People who aren't necessarily mean, but moreso have bastard energy and are just really "hehe>:D" but playfully are p poggers tho!!! I think I get along with kids!! I have a little sister,, around like. Nine? And we get along really well!! I also try and match a kid's energy whenever I'm tasked with looking after them. I take pride in the fact that kids like me >:].... even if they sometimes scare me-- Ok, interest time!!

I like art!! Quite a bit!! Less of a realistic artist and more of a cartoonist!! Idk there's just something fun abt drawing cartoons, hehe. I also like self ships - I have quite a bit of them, actually ! Idk its comforting drawings your fictional crushes loving you idkidk. I like writing too! Both original stories, and one-shots or personal fics that are associated with already created media!! Writing character backstories and personalities and stuff is also fun too! I've even made my own fictional world with a full fledged backstory n everything! It's very fun to think about. I'm a day dreamer!!! Yea remember when I said I write stories? I day dream abt potential stories even more. Mmm daydream world so nice so warm so fun I read aswell!! Mostly fantasy books, or stories where animals are the protagonists. Think Warrior Cats. But my favorite book series has got to be Guardians of Ga'Hoole. Fantasy owl books, anyway! X Readers are also things I enjoy reading :) Again, s I m p Also gaming!!! Is something fun I do sometimes!!! Although it's usually Genshin Impact, or Wii Sports/Resort w// my little sister. Oh, also pokemon! I rlly like Primarina, Vaporeon, Sylveon and Vulpix/Ninetails! I absolutely adore sweet foods, and baking is smthn I'm def interested in! Don't like foods w// weird textures though, like beans or mashed potatoes. Also I. Love spice so much. Mmm love it when my mouth burns so bad. Don't have a favorite animal but I've had three cats in my lifetime (btw not important but my current cat is named Sylvester and. He's my baby boy) so I am. A very big cat fan. Probably not needed but I really like sword and claymore characters. Literally all of the characters I main are either sword or claymore users. Although I did get Diona, so I miiight start forcing myself to learn how to aimmm. I see that I tend to like people/characters that are a little more extroverted than me. Upbeat, happy type beat!!! Nice sunshine babies, :) I think thats it! I hope this was good enough? Again, first time doing this (at 2am nonetheless) so forgive me if I got too rambly or did anything wrong ^^ Thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this! And I hope your day is good / you had a good day, depending on when you read this, ehe!

Hey! Sorry if the wait has been long! I also love Warrior Cats (I promise myself, one day I'll finish it.)

You received... A Pyro vision! Optimistic, enthusiastic, impulsive, reckless, and a lot of energy are the general characteristics held by the Pyro vision. • I hesitated between the Pyro and Hydro vision, but your energy distinguishes you from the Hydro vision. • You said you were impulsive, always doing something you might regret later but still doing it. • You react quickly: as you said, if somebody hurt someone you love, you won't think twice before barking. Your partner would be... Xingqiu! “This feeling was unexpected.” • At first, you were just friends, and Xingqiu really loved to tease you. Actually, you both teased each other. But eventually, a feeling of love towards you grew into Xingqiu. And that was reciprocated. • Your relationship is filled with teases, jokes, and good/funny moments where you mostly share what you commonly appreciate. • He also knows when to get serious: for example, he does everything to support you during your moments of struggle concerning your self-esteem. Your friend would be... Childe! “Luckily, I'm here!” • You two also share funny moments, especially during situations where your “stupidity” is overtaken by his insight. • Sometimes, he finds you cute. • He likes the fact that you get along well with kids. It leads you to great moments with him and his siblings. • You're quite the opposite in terms of self-esteem. I think it's a good thing because it makes you complementary. Your enemy would be... Albedo! A misunderstanding. • You wouldn't hate each other, but I think Albedo wouldn't like the way you use your energy, and when you're more in a chill mood (meaning you're more available for him to talk), he could get pissed at how much times he'd have to repeat himself for you to understand something. • He's very patient, but he understood quickly that his interests would maybe not be within your reach. • You would just be too different. Worth to mention • You and Venti are like drama queens in Mondstadt. You are good friends. But you both know that you can't be more, as it would eventually both drag you down (because of similar problems). • Klee is also your best friend: both of you share decisions that you definitely will regret later. Or maybe not. • Hu tao and you are kinds of silently competing over who's the best tease, and she beats you. My goal is definitely not achieved. I hope I can catch up tomorrow. And don't worry, it was surprisingly good for a first description!

[straycat-writes]

helo can i have some hc’s of dazai finding out his s/o is pregnant when she’s been tryna keep it a secret bc she didn’t know how he would react? pls n ty 💞 btw i love your writing sm i appreciate everything u do for us

[Aaaaa thank you so much 🥰 I know you said hcs but…well, I have nothing to say in my defense.]

We Always Do (Osamu Dazai)

Warning(s): None, really, but idk, this feels a little heavy…

You sat on the edge of the bathtub, elbows propped on your knees and hands holding your head. A shaky exhale escapes your lips as you stare unblinkingly at the pregnancy test lying on your lap. It showed two red lines.

What now? The small voice at the back of your head seemed to ask. You could feel the panic rising up in your throat like bile, as you thought of how Dazai might react. None of the scenarios that played out in your head ended good. You don’t blame him, honestly. You’re both young, and hadn’t even thought of having kids in the near future, if at all. And despite how much you loved him, you had to admit Dazai doesn’t really seem like someone who would be thrilled at the idea of being a father.

“Babe?” You hear him call out from outside the bathroom door, “You’ve been in there for quite a while now. Everything alright?”

“Y-yeah.” You manage to say, “I’ll be out in a minute.”

So, you got up, trying your best to suppress the urge to break down crying, and threw the test in the trash. For the time being, you decided, you would sweep the matter as well as your feelings under the metaphorical rug, and behave as if nothing happened. You washed your face and put on your best smile, before opening the door.

Dazai looked up from where he was lounging on the bed and blinked at you, “Is something wrong, sweetheart?”

“Not at all.” You smiled as you went to sit beside him.

He pulled you onto his lap and lightly kissed your cheek. “Are you sure? You look a little pale.”

You sighed and nuzzled further into him. You suddenly felt very cold and Dazai held such a familiar warmth, it almost made you cry. “…Don’t worry about it.”

Tired. You’re always so tired. You put your head down on your desk and close your eyes, all surrounding sounds from the office fading into blurry radio static. You didn’t know the fatigue would set in so quick.

“…/n)?…(Y/n)!”

You shot up straight in your chair and blinked disorientedly, only to see Yosano looking at you with concern, “Are you okay? You don’t look so well.”

You waved a hand and smiled faintly at her, “I’m fine, don’t worry.”

She gave you a skeptical look, “Maybe you should go home. Should I call Dazai?”

“No, no, I’ll find him myself.” You said as you get up, fighting another bout of lightheadedness.

Earlier that day, a client had come in with her toddler. As Kunikida and the president talked to her, Dazai had busied himself with the child, finding the toddler much more amusing than the case the mother presented. Seeing him in such good spirits, amusing both himself as well as the child, had given you some hope and you had thought maybe, just maybe, you could tell him and it won’t end in disaster. But as soon as the client had left with her kid, Dazai had flopped down on the couch, complaining about how kids are so much work and definitely ‘not his cup of tea’.

At the time, you could only sigh and agree with him, but you could feel your heart shattering in your chest, more than it already had.

You exchanged some words with Dazai when you found him, you don’t remember what, but he gave you worried look before taking you back home, to the apartment you shared. As soon as you set foot inside, you shook off Dazai’s hand from your waist, that had been keeping you steady until now and rushed inside as fast as you could, crashing into the bathroom. You barely made it to the toilet before you threw up, your stomach emptying itself of everything you had consumed since morning.

As you retched, you could feel Dazai rush in behind you. He crouched beside you and held back your hair, rubbing your back gently. After dry-heaving for a few more seconds, you slumped back, drawing up your knees and burying your face in them.

The two of you sat there in silence for a while, one of his arms draped on your shoulders, before you finally regained some semblance of your wits. You shook off his hand once more and got up, making your way to the sink to clean up. Dazai followed you.

“Belladonna…?”

Not trusting your voice, you ignored him as you finished cleaning up, lastly washing your face with water. You didn’t look at him as you turned around, you couldn’t bring yourself to, when you were barely preventing yourself from crying. What would you even say?

He caught you by the wrist, “We need to talk.”

Four words. That was all it took for you to break down then and there. Dazai pulled your crying and shaking form into his arms, and it was a good thing too, because otherwise you might have toppled over. Even as he gently stroked your hair, he didn’t say anything. Once he saw that you had quieted down enough to talk, he held you by the shoulders and looked at you, “Tell me what’s wrong.”

You took in a deep, shaky breath. Oh, well. You couldn’t have kept it from him forever, anyway. “I’m…pregnant.”

He let go of your shoulders as if he had been burned, face immediately going from concerned to blank. In the pin-drop silence that followed, his eyes remained fixed on you, but he didn’t really seem to be seeing you, or anything at all. And the longer he didn’t say anything, the further your heart sank.

“Dazai?” You say softly, cautiously touching his sleeve, “Say something, please.”

Your voice seemed to pull him back to reality and he blinked, before finally looking at you, for real this time. He raised a hand and you almost flinched back, screwing your eyes shut. But nothing happened. Only when you felt the back of his fingers lightly caress your cheek did you gingerly open your eyes.

There was hurt written all over Dazai’s face, and for a moment, you thought maybe this broke his heart more than it ever broke yours. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked softly.

“I was…scared.” You say, swallowing hard, “I didn’t know how you would take it, thought you would probably – “

“Leave you?”

Your breath hitched and you nodded. But try as you might, you still couldn’t read what he was feeling.

He sighed and pulled you closer to himself once more, resting his chin on top of your head. This is it, you thought, this is how we end. With a hug and a kiss.

“It’s okay.” He whispered, so softly that you didn’t catch it at first. Or maybe you did, but couldn’t believe it. How could it be okay?

But then he kissed your hair and said it louder, “It’s okay, belladonna. I’m not going anywhere.”

You pulled back from him a little and looked up at him with confused, red-rimmed eyes, “You’re…not?”

“I would never.” He shook his head, and you felt like bursting into tears once more.

You clutched the front of his coat to keep yourself steady, your grip so tight that your knuckles turned white, “Dazai…I – I don’t know what to do. I know you didn’t want a child. And – and – “

“Ssshh, it’s okay, it’s fine.” He said in a hushed, soothing tone, “It’s okay, don’t worry.”

You sighed shakily as you leaned into him once more, trying your hardest to make yourself believe him. Maybe it will be okay. You could feel his heartbeat where your face rested on his chest, steady like it always was., and you felt your resolve forming. It’s okay, we’ll figure it out. We always do.

[ask-zadr]

Dib: SO THE BABY REVEAL WITH MY FAMILY IS FINALLY HERE! Zim: i don’t know why it TOOK SO LONG! Dib: eheheh.... yeah..... well - zim, gaz, dad and GIR are going to answer a handful of questions from you guys under the cut! It’s quite a long chat, so everything under the cut!

( special thanks to @ohgod-she-draws for the banner & @cephalonghost for playing zim and membrane! )

Dib: okay everyone! we're going to get right into this. there's a reason zim and i have you gathered.

Gaz: ...this better be important. I was in the middle of my game.

Zim: It is VEEEERRRRYYY Important! Much more important than your lil combat simulations!

Membrane: Son, I really have to get back to the lab within the next hour. Could we maybe—

Dib: dad, DAD trust me. it's important. ok zim.. do you want to say it or do you want me to?

Membrane: What could possibly be—

Zim: ZIM IS WITH SMEETS!!!

Membrane: ... Uuuuh...

Gaz: ...wait.... wait what? you have to be kidding me.

Dib: --nope! and.. and dad he means that we're having a baby. zim is pregnant.

Zim: The only “kidding” here is the one that’ll be born from my spooch!

Membrane: I... What...? When did this happen? Is this a natural—He looks as if he’s... Is this why you finally proposed to him...?

Gaz: gross.

Dib: haha... no. we've actually been trying for a baby. buuut... uh. i've had some people send in questions for all of us to answer about zim getting pregnant!

Membrane: Questions? From who? And just how long--

Zim: Two weeks!

Membrane: ... I am very confused right now...

Gaz: dib is doing some dumb blog thing. i don't know.

Dib: ...LET'S GET INTO IT! ahahahah..

Gaz, what are you up to now? What do you do as a career? Have a SO like your brother? Excited to be an aunt?

Gaz: wow, one for me. i work as one of my dad's high security guards and yes, I have a boyfriend. as far as being excited to be an aunt... I guess so. so long as I don't have to clean up after dibs messes.

Zim: You DARE--Eh...?! GIR! STOP BATHING IN SODAS AND GET BACK OVER HERE! 

Membrane: Two weeks... How is that scientifically possible?

GIR: YES MY MASTER. EHEHEHEH. 

Dib: we found out two weeks ago. we've been trying for awhile NEXT QUESTION!

Gir!!! Are you excited about becoming a big brother? / Having a special, little mini-master around? 

GIR: MASTER HAVING MANY AND MANY AND MANYS BABIES! YAAAY 

Dib: i like to take it as a good sign! gir knew before us.

Zim: Hmph, of COURSE GIR would know sooner than your silly pregnancy stick things. He is FAR superior technology than they are! 

Membrane: Many babies...?

Dib: i think he's talking about zims want for more after this. 

Gaz: you both need to see how you'll be after the first before even considering another. 

Dib: right. uhm. next question.

How are you guys gunna explan the pregnancy science?

Membrane: Yes, I am rather curious about that myself. Research has proven it possible for anyone to carry a child through artificial implantation. And that would explain why it's developing so-- 

Zim: Nonsense! We just did the sex until ZiM's superior body finally accepted the Dib's human-ness. 

Membrane: I...

Dib: i think i know why you're confused. i'm not going to get too into it but uh, zim was technically born female but he's genderfluid. so we had a baby the natural way! 

Gaz: let's not get into what you two had to do to make  a baby... eugh. 

GIR: THEY WENT VER-- 

Dib: NEXT QUESTION!

Careful, Dib. If you get a dad bod, you might end up in the same mess your father is in with the fandom.

Dib: i don't understand what this means...

Gaz: oh god....

Zim: Silence, GIR! 

Membrane: I am also very confused by that statement...

Dib: care to tell us the mess you are in, father 

Gaz: dib, shut up.

Membrane: No, really! I don't understand what they're referring to. Do they mean how I was voted "Sexiest Scientist of the Year"? That nonsense?

GIR: ---HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE!!!!!! 

dib: ok ew... nevermind...

Congrats on the engagement! how exciting! sorry if this has been asked before but have you guys thought about potential baby names?

Dib: thank you! we have several names in mind. zim came up with them -

Zim: YES! I have come up with only the most AMAZING of names for them! Kip, Lika, and Dewi if they are "male" and Zal for any little girl smeetling.

Membrane: You certainly have quite a few picked out.

Zim: Of course. I intend to birth a whole ARMY of smeets! 

Membrane: Oh--Uh...

Dib: --zim is only joking!!! he's just very excited about having kids! 

Gaz: I like the name Dewi the most out of those... they're not too bad.

Wait a darn minute.. So who'e much more older, Dib or Gaz? I'm very confused because keeps playing tricks on me! ( Ť^Ť ) Also can i have a hug from the membrane sibs?

Dib: i'm older. gaz isn't even 21 yet. and of course you can have a hug! 

Gaz: i'll pass.

Do Irkens nest? Is Zim compiling all of the pillows and blankets in the house to prepare for the Smeets?

Zim: Only the most softest and comfortablest pillows and Mattresses! I have constructed the GREATEST nest to ever have nested! Any smeet of mine deserves only THE BEST!

Membrane: What is an "Irken"? And nesting? I've never known expecting human mothers to create-- 

Zim: YOU'RE LYING!!

Dib: zim is an alien 

Gaz: just get on with the next QUESTION.

Watch out, either GIR will become hyperprotective of the new sibling or he'll be extremely jealous, and that's not a nice thing to deal with (i've been the jealous toddler)

GIR: I LOVE DA BABIESSSSS 

Dib: GIR is very protective. I have cuts and scratches all over my hand whenever he protects zim's belly. zim just seems to think it's funny. 

Gaz: you just let him maul you? actually... that is pretty funny.

Membrane: Dib, it's rude to call an expecting mother an alien. Though it is good to see that the little robot child has adapted well to all this. Not sure about the biting though... 

Zim: Heheheh~

GIR: I MUST PROTECT DA BABIES!!!! 

Dib: .....next.

What if the smeet doesn’t have a binary gender tho?

Dib: we'd... well they're going to get a name either way. it wouldn't change who they are.

Zim: Eh, gender-schmender. 

Membrane: Gender scientifically has nothing to do with the biological sex of the child.

Congrats on becoming a grandfather, Professor Membrane!! Will you be going by "grandpa", "granddad", or "pop pop"?

Membrane: Ahaha. Well, not quite a grandfather yet...  But, I believe that would essentially be up for the children themselves to choose what they call me. Though I am fairly partial to the classic “grandpa” title. Or “Abuelo”.

Gaz: oh god, dad. you're old! it just really hit me!

Dib: hehehehe. yes he really is!!!!

GIR: ABUELLOOOOO

Membrane: Come now, I'm not THAT old.

Zim: I've seen older.

aAAAA this is all happening so fast for you guys oh my god- is everyone excited or maybe even scared about it? I would be honestly

Gaz: im scared for how they're going to handle the baby. 

Dib: i'm pretty confident! i've been mentally preparing! 

GIR: AND STRESSSSINGGGG

Membrane: It is a rather taxing job. 

Zim: Pssh, as if it would be that hard!

Gaz: this is why i'm concerned.

Dib: FINAL QUESTION!

So what does Dibs family think of the whole "having a smeet" thing

Membrane: Well... I certainly wish I had been told sooner about such a momentous decision.

Gaz: I am just shocked. Neither of them seem like they’d be fit to be parents... but if they’re sure... I’m behind them.

Zim: Hah! That's where your wrong, Dib-sister! There is no one is a BETTER FIT for parenting than the likes of ZiM!

Membrane: My, your little partner is quite enthusiastic about this, isn't he?

Dib: what can I say!? Zim is ready for a family. I am too. a little bit.

GIR: BABIES FOR EVERYONNEEEEEE

[delicatejisung]

𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱...

♡ renjun

- they already talk till sunrise so if they start dating, they’ll probably end up cuddling while talking about anything really

- HOTPOT DATES

- unplanned twinning

- has dates where renjun would draw her while she watches something on her phone or reads a book

- yanna sleepily waiting for him to come home from renra

- renjun accepting that jeno and jaemin have big roles in her life

- hugs 🥺

- cheek kisses 🥺

- renjun trying his best to cook her favorite meals and yanna trying her best to learn more mandarin and amaze him

- winwin literally being so happy for the both of them

- “wow, you two actually look great together” “actually?” “i mean, i though she’d look good with xiaojun but-“ “EXCUSE ME?” “oh my...”

- hyuck teasingly questioning yanna’s life choices

- basically very cute and domestic

- looks annoyed when an idol stares at yanna until she decides put her hand on his arm

- renjun calls her “老婆”

- not very obvious in front of nctzens unless renjun gets touchy and ends up placing his hand on yanna’s hip

♡ jeno

- jeno never leaving his room because he lyk cuddles with yanna all day long

- yanna biting his biceps more often than not

- often fights about who fell asleep first

- bicycle dates, yes yanna and him sharing a bike

- always trying to kick jaemin out of the room

- neck kisses 🥺

- that sit-ups thing where he kisses her every count

- calling each other “bub”

- fist bumps because they’re a cool couple

- “did you just fist bump jaemin?” “n-no” “lee jeno, you’re one fist bump away from being single i swear-“

- literally chenle and jisung using yanna as a way to convince jeno to do something and him falling for it because he’d do anything for yanna uwu

- possesive jeno, pls stop looking at his girlfriend bc he’s nice but he WILL shoot laser eyes at you

- TOUCHY EVEN IN FRONT OF CZENNIES, HE’S ONE TO FLEX A GIRLFRIEND LMAO

♡ hyuck

- oh please, the type to flick yanna’s forehead and kisses it right after because she gets mad

- still the most annoying boy in her life but upgraded now because he always wants kisses

- johnny thirdwheeling even though it’s his and hyuck’s room

- “no funny business” “of course not, if we were planning on doing anything we’d go to her room at their dorm instead” “STOP MAKING JOHNNY-HYUNG GLITCH WTF”

- “자기야 couple” as czennies like to call them

- video calls when hyuck goes on tour with 127

- frequent pulling of each other’s cheeks

- hyuck literally singing yanna to sleep through the phone or in person

- karaoke room dates !!

- renjun teasingly questioning yanna for dating him

- literally pokes yanna whenever an idol stares at her

- czennies having no idea that they’re dating because, well, they still bicker a lot

♡ jaemin

- jaemin baby-ing yanna even more, 25/8

- endless café dates where jaemin always puts whipped cream on yanna’s nose

- jeno being disgusted but happy for them

- “do i REALLY need to see this?” “yes, get a girlfriend and get over it” “ohohohoh that’s my girl”

- BRO IMAGINE JAEMIN COOKING AND YANNA BACKHUGGING HIM

- letting jisung come with them anywhere because he’s their “son”

- she plays with his hair all the time

- yanna literally getting mad at jaemin on air because he ends up exposing something about their relationship

- “baby”

- yes, in english

- vlogs

- jaemin quietly putting his arm around her chair whenever she gets attention from other idols

- yanna always saying he doesn’t own jaemin because half of his heart still belongs to czennies and that’s fine with her

♡ chenle

- oh my god, yanna would be so loved by his family he would start thinking they’re competing with him

- “i’m not bringing her to shanghai, mom” “...i wanna go to shanghai” “okay mom, we’re going”

- chenle literally kissing yanna’s hand before leaving and then blushes

- funny gifts during celebrations like a huge ass pin with his face on it and gets surprised when yanna actually uses it

- uhm ICE SKATING DATES

- chenle literally wrapping yanna up with every piece of fabric he can find when she’s cold

- chinese food to make her cheer up when she misses her dad

- concerts exclusively for each other

- chenle’s often confused when his hyungs tell him someone’s staring at yanna, he literally just goes “huh?” and yanna starts pinching his cheek bc he’s cute

- chenle isn’t touchy so czennies had no idea until jisung let it slip

♡ jisung

- chaos

- jisung’s a very confused bby about dating, all he knows is he loves yanna

- but he likes intertwining their hands uwu

- likes sending voice messages to yanna when he’s literally just in the other room

- “you’re so cute, jisungie” “HUANG YANNA STOP MAKING JISUNG BLUSH PLEASE IT’S NOT PLEASANT TO MY EYES”

- they randomly dye each other’s hair

- play on their own phones while sitting next to each other

- nose kisses because yanna likes his nose, it’s so pointed

- v v v adorable and puppy love-looking kind of couple

- jisung gets sad and kinda just looks down when yanna gets attention from male idols

- czennies always notice jisung blushing around yanna so it wasn’t hard to figure out aaaaa

[metamorphicrocky]

SPIDER-VERSE PART TWO LET’S GO

Saw the movie for a third time. And there is so much to talk about.

New York Red Sox

after the Sp//dr suit gets destroyed and the spider comes out, he makes little noises and they are so cute!!!

“why did I have to get stuck with the janky old broke hobo Spider-Man?”

when Doc Ock gets pummeled by the bus in the final fight, Peter fucking covered his mouth in shock and put his hand on Miles’ shoulder. like what is your hand there for??

if you pay attention to the background in the lovely Spider...lair...thing....on the computer screens, there’s a little Spidey icon bouncing around and it’s hilarious

both Miles and Peter got hit with drones and it’s so funny for some reason

when Gwen complimented Miles’ suit and he said “thanks, I made it myself!” and then Peter just goes “that’s adorable, team!” aaaaa they are too cute!!!!

throughout the movie, Miles’ reflection always is laid over the Spider-Man suit or Peter, like when he died and when Miles was looking at the suits in the lair. and I just love the symbolism behind it because Miles is trying so hard to fill in Peter’s shoes the whole time. and UGH when his face finally lines up with the mask during the scene where he gets his suit I CRY SO MUCH

every single one of Noir’s weird old-timey phrases. they’re so dumb and I love them

when Kingpin takes off Peter’s mask during that™ scene and when Liv takes off Peter B’s mask in the lab they both say “that’s a no-no”

after Miles finds out that Aaron is the Prowler and they’re fighting in May’s house, that fucking scene where Miles is just standing in the middle of the fight, panting and flickering between being visible and invisible. because he’s scared of the Prowler but that’s his uncle who he trusts and he just doesn’t know what to do. UGH my heart

Kingpin saying that he’s gonna make sure that Miles never sees his family again and he knocks him down. then Jefferson just sees Spider-Man and “get up, Spider-Man” and MILES GETS BACK UP STRONGER BECAUSE HE’LL ALWAYS HAVE HIS FAMILY SUPPORTING HIM. DAMN DO I CRY

Peter’s grave has a paper from the Daily Bugle front and center and it hurts me. and all of the drawings made by little kids of Spidey make me CRY

after Aaron dies, the first thing Miles knocks over in his room is his copy of Great Expectations

“what appears to be a child dressed as Spider-Man dragging a homeless corpse behind a train”

Miles.......squishy little baby cheeks.....

Miles and Peter’s fight when Miles is trying to force Peter to go home. Miles used everything Pete taught him to kick his ass and I’m so proud of him

“my atoms aren’t real jazzed about being in the wrong dimension”

the little streaks of dye in Gwen’s hair!!!

when Miles runs into Gwen at school after he gets his powers and he’s trying to explain everything off with puberty. then goes oh heck nope not puberty I’m done with that. and his deep little voice when he goes “I’m a man now”

Miles showing off his skills to Peter and Gwen at the end was adorable

Miles has a little keyboard in his room, and I am now 100% convinced that he recorded and wrote Joy to the World all by himself and like. posted it online himself too because he’s POOR and needs a $1000

the shoulder touch scene with Aaron? absolutely adorable

Peter defending Miles to hell and back to the other spiders makes me soft!!!!

the scene with Miles and his dad when Miles is tied up in his room? the absolute heartbreak in Miles’ eyes because he WANTS to talk to his dad but literally can’t. he just slowly moved over to the door to be closer to his dad because he wanted to be comforted. and Jefferson fucking saying “I love you, Miles. you don’t have to say it back.” WOW WAY TO HURT ME. Miles wanted to say it back, you could tell, but he couldn’t and it hurts me!!! his dad saying that he had a spark in him that would do amazing things is what made him get the courage to take that leap of faith and ugh!!!!

Miles obviously loves physical affection because he just. always wants to hug his dad when he’s sad.

damn it when Jefferson said that Miles could put up some of his art somewhere and Miles was crying, damn was that a good scene. little boy was finally really processing everything that had happened lately and the way his little lip trembled when he cried!!! god they put so much emotion into the animation. fuck now I’m crying over this

[shadowofthelamp]

SU Movie Liveblog

I had this open in one tab and the movie in another and wrote down my thoughts, let’s go! so sorry to people on mobile.

DIAMOND SONG, DIAMOND SONG

Yeah, makes sense that two years still isn’t really enough to sway them from thinking he’s still pink in some way- especially considering even the crystal gems had that problem after thirteen years.

ICE COLD, STEVEN

his big grin when connie kisses his cheek.... SO good

FAMILIAR DID NOT PREPARE ME FOR OLDER STEVEN’S SINGING VOICE

steven getting a song about being proud of himself and knowing he’s grown into a good person is also SO GOOD

and pearl! pearl’s part! also so great!

oooh, they’re all getting a piece!

garnet referring to her first fusion with terms like parents talk about a baby is PRECIOUS

AAAAA FIRST GLIMPSE AT BBY AMETHYST.... and she comes out with weird limbs like one of those drawing pose dolls, what a nice touch!

DON’T THINK I DON’T SEE THE BETAS THERE.... but no jasper, hmm....

RECREATING THE THEME SONG, I SEE YOU...

maybe it’s because I know what’s coming but making a song called ‘happily ever after’ is just asking for disaster, honey...

Steven Regrets Tempting Fate

steven looks younger when spinel asks who he is and that HAS to be by design.

hmm... is the gem drill connected to her form somehow, with how she formed her hand and it came out?

oooh boy, I’m gonna guess.... spurned member of pink’s court?

SPINEL GETS A SONG RIGHT AWAY, AND HER ANIMATION IS SO FUN

I LOVE IT

and ‘other friends’? yeah, definitely part of pink’s former court.

HER WEAPON IS A FUCKING SCYTHE HOLY SHIT

oh fuck oh fuck oh fuuuuuuck

‘holy s-he really got everybody!’ the boy is 16 greg, he can hear A Swear

oh shit, THIS THING TAKES YOU BACK TO ‘RESTART’ MODE, THAT’S WHY STEVEN’S POWERS DON’T WORK- THEY DIDN’T UNTIL HE WAS AROUND 13

well, THIS is uncomfortable, but it is always nice to hear pearl sing

the expressions seem... idk, extra cartoony here? pearl’s face is so round and everyone’s eyes look extra big. idk if it fits, but it’s probably meant to be a bit unsettling.

huh. someone smarter than me at analysis will have to talk about amethyst’s mimicking.

damn, they really did try to pacify pink with gifts of gems, didn’t they? I can already see so clearly what happened.

‘it took me MONTHS to stop trying to kill steven!’ peridot is so good

and then bismuth and lapis just build on it, NICE

that pose, with him having a hand on his face and looking back at the injector.... I swear either him or greg have had that EXACT pose in some other episode.

okay, pink was hyper and childish, but even she would have gotten bored and annoyed with spinel. I bet spinel was commissioned specifically by blue, but the pink that blue thought she knew, not the one that actually existed.

wow, about fourteen minutes. pretty short turnaround time for a ‘well shit that went bad fast’ reprise.

spinel’s little squeaky shoes during the reprise is... wow

BISMUTH GETS PART OF A SONG....

‘hijinks will ensue’

ANIME-ASS GARNET REFUSION....

if I was new!garnet I’d be scared and confused too... cmon, steven. she clearly looks really disjointed rn.

the first time I actually said ‘oh my GOD’ out loud in this movie was pearl rolling out the stairs and the red carpet

I OWN A CAR WASH

oh geez. boy do I think I know exactly why pink ditched her.

okay, we are.... about halfway through the movie. I do admit I didn’t think this would take this long.

also sandals as tap shoes?

the comic timing of amethyst opening her eyes and look over made me wheeze with laughter.

‘I’m back, you dip.’

also having amethyst be the first to come back was probably a good call.

holy shit is that ACTUAL BLOOD

‘you’re going to die ANYWAY’ gee thanks peridot

oh hey, rebecca as an extra, I think!

I love seeing how sadie’s letting her hair grow out the dye- it makes such a cool effect. and yeah that was how service jobs felt.

steven is just ‘what did I do to deserve this...’

geez, even years after he’s accepted things, steven’s still got a bit of a tight spot regarding rose. not surprised, though.

GARNET, THEY’RE MISSING GARNET, OOOOH

YES YES YES YES YESSSSSS I’VE WANTED THIS FOR /YEARS/, NOT UNDER THIS CIRCUMSTANCE BUT I’LL TAKE IT

I love how easy it is, same as it was for smoky the first time. steven fuses easiest with his family.

okay who the hell is that voice, I checked on imdb and it’s probably either chance the rapper or gallant since those are the unlisted named ones

WHY IS HE BUFF, THIS IS A RIPOFF, BOTH STEVEN AND GREG ARE SOFT BOYS...

yeah.... I don’t like his design. this is the first fusion I really didn’t like that of. ugh.

d’awww, garnet’s wearing steven’s jacket

they threw in the pilot design again!

OPAL SINGING, and admittedly, I do like the steven and greg fusion’s voice

ooooh boy heading for that ocean of poison ain’t gonna do him any favors

pink.... she recreated that garden, made it her sanctuary on earth. she didn’t have only bad memories of it- she must not have realized how much she mattered to spinel like she didn’t realize she mattered to the other diamonds.

the distorted almost circus-like music....

A SONG FROM PINK HOLY COW. wait... that voice sounds really different. is that the same voice actress?

yiiiiiiiiiiiikes. geez I see the reasoning here, holy COW.

‘actually, I can totally believe it’ yeah, as much as I like pink, boy did she fuck up a few times

okay, we got 24 minutes left, this can’t work, right? although spinel only cracked somewhat recently, it sounds like. so really, she’s not that far gone- and considering what we know, probably didn’t fully understand the consequences of her actions.

greg. greg. gross.

I... dunno really how to feel about the su movie being.... basically what everyone who misinterprets su says it is. spinel was made to be redeemed in twenty minutes. her backstory makes it almost shockingly easy. she’s technically the only villain to actually fall like that- like it’s been pointed out, peridot took months, bismuth was already sympathetic, and the diamonds took multiple episodes and still aren’t fully there yet.

I did kinda call that it wasn’t going to be that easy, but whoof. I don’t blame steven though, kid’s under a lot of pressure and is possibly literally dying.

OH, HERE’S THE THEME SONG FOR THE MOVIE

wait.... we haven’t seen alexandrite yet, wasn’t she in the trailer....? and they’re all hugging...

the little crack in his voice between ‘please’ and ‘hurry’...

I love how spinny and magic fusions and gem reformations are in the movie....

wow, BOY did the song sound different when it was released out of context

HE’S GOT CONTROL OF PINK!STEVEN’S SHIELDS AND CRYSTAL PROJECTION SHIELDS....

he sounds so.... adult. I know it’s just that zach is 21 years old now and his voice has changed, but steven really has grown up.

‘well, I changed white diamond’s mind with a single absolutely raw insult so you can’t blame a guy for trying’

yeah I’D KINDA WORRY ABOUT THE POISON.... LIKE RIGHT NOW....

WHY ARE THEY PLAYING THE HAPPY TUNE THE POISON IS STILL A VERY PRESSING ISSUE

if this is how they fix it I’m gonna be a little annoyed, not gonna lie

I just realized spinel reacted to steg so much because it jumpstarted part of her memories- her friend left to become a ‘fusion’.

white being passive-aggressive, I see. 15000 year old habits die hard.

steven: thanks for insulting my home five minutes after getting here, grandma. bitch.

haha, diamond ex machina

[resbang-bookclub]

AMA Transcript: touch cats shut up

For our next AMA, @makapedia and @sojustifiable (Amanda on Discord) stopped by to chat about their Resbang, i've got a touch aversion and a stray cat that says you should shut your mouth. Here’s some of what went down:

Q: Why Fruits Basket!!?

makapedia: Aaaaa. So I think I was hanging out at madi's place? And we were just lounging around watching anime and she put on fruits basket and I was like... you know, hm. And then I had a rewatch with Pere weeks later and we were watching through and I just thought it'd be fun and nostalgic.

Q: What was your favourite scene to write?

makapedia: My favorite scene to write was uhhhhh... I think it was one of the last scenes? When Soul's in his true form (tm) and Maka's trying to convince Soul to come home because I really do just like writing scenes where characters are coming to terms with their feelings and stuff. Or the scene where a moth flies into Soul's face.

Q: Was there a scene that was really hard to write, and if so, why?

makapedia: The hardest scene was literally any scene with Death the Kid because I am SO BAD at writing Kid but I really wanted to get better. And he played a big part in the fic and I really didn't want it just to be a ship fic.

Q: I've never seen Fruits Basket but I still really enjoyed the fic! Was there like a specific 'Fruits Baskety' mood or tone you were going for?

makapedia: Ooooh! So, Fruits Basket really comes off as very light hearted and fun but there's a lot of sad darkness in it too. I wanted it to be funny but also have some heart to it too.

Q: Any parts of the story that you'd planned one way and changed as you wrote??

makapedia: I struggled a lot with the Medusa scene because I wasn't sure how I wanted to handle it or how long I wanted it to go on and how I was going to write Maka through it. The biggest struggle was writing Maka as Tohru because while Maka has a lot of the same heart and caring parts about Tohru, Tohru will just give and give and give and she's such a pushover. Maka will literally knock someone's teeth out if they cross her friends, so it was hard for me to not have Maka just throw down.

Q: What was your favourite character to write? Because your Free was bomb.

makapedia: Soul was my favorite to write I think? Because I didn’t get to write as much of him as I'd hoped and there was a lot more I wanted to cover with him. But Free was super fun to write. And his bad fashion sense.

Q: Amanda, how did you decide which scenes to art for?

Amanda: I knew first thing I wanted to do a cat Soul, even just knowing the concept before I even read the fic. Especially when Kat described her image for cat Soul.

makapedia: Cat soul with the flowerssssssss. So cute.

Amanda: The other scenes I guess just popped out at me and I had a specific kind of feeling I wanted to do.

Q: Amanda what was your favourite piece to draw?

Amanda: I think Soul in the garden was the most fun to do, partly because it was the first piece I tried in that style and I had no idea how it would turn out and it was very freeing to paint without a sketch or masking. And the layering with the plants was really fun and I was happy with how it turned out.

Q: Do you have a favorite chapter Kat?

makapedia: I like the later chapters more than the beginning chapters. I had a hard time establishing things and getting the ball rolling there for a while, but once I found my groove things were just easier to write. I really like just writing characters falling in love but I hate writing like the awkward beginnings.

Q: Any beta shenanigans you would like to share? ;P

makapedia: Anytime I wrote the word "silly," Silly commented with an emoji. Maka living in a tent was interesting because Amanda had some comments about washing laundry and stuff. It was very useful.

Amanda: I know that tent life intimately.

Q: I really loved Sarah turning your innocent sentences into innuendos.

makapedia: YEAH. SARAH. She giggles about it every time.

[some examples]

Q: How was it making somewhat-subtle references to Soul's weenie for the whole fic?

makapedia: GOD. So like, in Fruits Basket Tohru definitely sees like everybody's animal form. She definitely accidentally disrobes so many characters but in this fic I like... forgot to do it... so instead it was just a lot of naked Soul. But it was fun???? to write naked Soul I guess, and Maka just really traumatized and constantly reminded that she's seen the thing.

Q: I also really enjoyed Stein!! Were there certain Dog qualities you wanted to emphasize with him?

makapedia: He always announces when Soul climbs in the window, as dogs do whenever somebody enters the home. Gotta bark. He's a big snoot dog. Long.

Q: Was there any character you wish you could have explored a bit more?

makapedia: Ohhhhhh. Well... Eruka, since she only appeared at the end. Black*Star too because he's technically Kagura in this AU? And Free. I feel like I could've done more with Stein, too. But he was super hard for me to write.

Q: Do you have any dialogue that you particularly loved?

makapedia: Ohhhhhhh. I mean aside from "bitches love piglets," I had a lot of fun writing Soul and Kid bickering. And Kid like, flicking water at Soul from the sink.

Amanda: I really wanted to do some piglet art but my health was not great.

makapedia: Yeah, you poor thing.

Q: Bitches love piglets was so delightful, I remember startled-laughing at that one.

makapedia: In our hearts we all know what tiny blue piglet star looked like.

Q: Was there anything left out of the final draft?

makapedia: SO MANY THINGS. I had a lot of jokes I wanted to write, a lot of scenes that I wanted to write, a lot more bonding and middle stuff that I just didn't have the time for. Closure for Liz's conspiracy theories. I have a bullet point on here that is just… "laser pointers." Unfortunate that that one didn't make the final cut.

Q: Did you have a joke doc this year?

makapedia: I did.

Q: What’s next on Kat’s writing adventures?

makapedia: Next on Kat's writing adventures is............ hopefully the 2nd part of my 2 part smut fic that is not yet smut. And sequel, yeah. Probably an update to mermaid AU and Not Lovers.

Q: My favourite part honestly might be how twilight reference started in the beginning as an aside and then it just kept being relevant the longer it went on.

makapedia: It was totally supposed to be a one-off joke but the more I wrote, the more it worked, and so I just ran with it. Also on the 'outline': Soul knocks things over when no one (Maka) is paying attention to him. Liz is increasingly convinced that Kid is secretly a vampire and that is what his big secret is and Maka doesn’t know how to break it to her that the dude’s a rat.

- Tries to get him in front of mirrors to prove her point

- Eats garlic bread and then gets in close with her garlic breath

- Liz’s conspiracy theory (™)

"I’ve got shivers so bad my nipples could key a car” AT SOME POINT PLS USE THIS GOD" Apparently this was an important line that never happened. Rip Black*Star.

Also this meme: http://makapedia.tumblr.com/post/162601390488/someuphillbattle-pussifoot

Q: What was the writing process like, kat?

makapedia: Uuuuuuuh. Sooooo I don't outline, even when I should. So most of it was just putting on a playlist, thinking about what still needs to happen and then word vomiting into a google doc for two hours until something sticks. Except I didn't really have a real official playlist for this fic, I just listened to a lot of after laughter and my 90's alt playlist on Spotify and hoped for the best.

Q: Hardest character to write?

makapedia: Medusa was the hardest by far.

Q: How did you decide who was gonna be who? Were some people easier to match up with certain animals than others?

makapedia: The main three were the easiest to match up for sure. And then Black*Star as the boar just sort of fell in place because man, who else would stick to Soul like glue like that? Pere and I had many Discussions about the match ups. I did make a spreadsheet.

Q: What made you decide to have spirit in the zodiac? It's a huge change!

makapedia: YEAH. Yeah. I mean, if you go by like... characters... he's the best Ayame. But also he's Stein's friend. But yeah when I decided I wanted Spirit to be Ayame I knew I had to change up the rules of family a bit. Please no cousin marriage.

Q: It's kind of an interesting folding of Maka into their little body of weird. I liked it and am hype to see it play out

makapedia: Yeah! The more I wrote it and thought about it, the more fun I had with it. I like writing AUs of things but I don't really... like making them just copies? with characters in their roles, so it was a fun way for me to change it up.

Q: Is there a Wes?

makapedia: Wes is/was supposed to be Soul's guardian, but Wes ALSO DIDN’T MAKE THE CUT. I really like Resbang because it makes me finish stories but I also don't like it because I want to do so much more than I can fit.

Q: Please tell me the school play will make your sequel. AND THE FAIR.

makapedia: It has to. I also still... want to write New Year’s.

Q: I think the only real pairs were going to be soma, freeruka and sid/nygus right?

makapedia: I didn’t get to do that. I toyed with kidliz when I was plotting it out but I was going for aroace Kid in the end.

Q: kidxfriendship was great in this fic.

makapedia: He deserves good friends. Yeah, the whole time I was like ‘this is a soma fic’ but I still want Kid to be important in it. And I wanted his growth to be important too, like not as a side note. I realize now like… Kid... never became a rat. Which means Maka never hugged him and that is a Mistake on my part.

Q: I feel like I'm spoiling my review, but I really liked how you gave everyone different types of friendships that all worked, all felt realistic, and were all very touching.

makapedia: /rubs my grubby ace hands together. Thank u. A big part of it was like, me really wanting to write that platonic love is just as important as her romantic love too, just in different ways. And just because I didn’t write it as a love triangle doesn’t mean that Kid in particular wasn't important to her too, just not in a smoochin kind of way. I also really didn’t want to make it seem like she was picking Soul over Kid.

Q: What are you most proud of this Resbang?

makapedia: .... FINISHING RESBANG. I DIDNT THINK I WOULD, SO. Other than..... finishing... I think I'm proud that I actually wrote Kid and Stein because I am Afeared of going outside my box.

Q: Are you going to resboob again?

makapedia: Proooobably? Somewhere along the line I think I need to give my poor brain a break.

Q: I really liked the Kid/Maka dynamic in this. How did you decide where to go with that?

makapedia: I knew I wanted Kid to be the rat but I also knew I didn't really want to go down the love triangle path, so a lot of it was me exploring how a really important friendship can hold that same weight and make things hard for her because she really didn’t want to choose between Kid and Soul. When I was casting I had Soul as the cat and then I was like... well Kid has to be Yuki, there's no one else who could be Yuki. But it was interesting writing Kid and Soul not getting along.

Q: Was it hard keeping Soul in character but also making him Kyo-level angry? Because I feel like that would be hard for me.

makapedia: Yes, it was very hard. I had to like, balance him out into being kind of cranky angry as opposed to Kyo's Punchy angry. I don't find Soul particularly explosive, but I do think he is capable of a lot of anger. I had to find different ways to have him lash out. Boy can hold a Grudge. It was also weird trying to keep both Kid and Soul in character while making them hate each other, but I did what I could.

[mongniel]

wrong number

member: kang daniel genre: fluff summary: you haven’t talked to daniel in a while so you used the “sorry wrong number” excuse. a/n: a lot of people requested part two, so here it is! this is actually the last part too! part one / two

after that one late night call and those uncalled for text messages, the two of you guys started talking again

well... mainly through text messaging since you guys didn’t have much time to meet one another

most of your texts consist of talking about how stupid you guys were before and how much you guys changed since high school.

daniel also sends a lot of photos of his two cats

“hey shorty, they wants to see you :(((”

and you wanted to see him

texting back and forth didn’t see enough anymore and you really wanted to see him or hear his voice

lol you decided to be fake once more and call him up using the same excuse

“JAEHWAN I GOT TO TELL YOU SOMETHIN--”

“it’s daniel?”

“oh shit. fuck, wrong number again.”

“how do you get kim jaehwan and kang daniel constantly mixed up?”

“well, you see... i actually don’t know...” bitch what were you going to say now

honestly you were nervous because you didn’t think this through and weren’t whipping out excuse as fast as the last time

“change my name to something else,” he suggested, “maybe handsome boy.”

“right...............”

commence bickering

but then it got to when you guys were talking about first kisses and back then you kissed each other during freshman year just to get the first kiss over with

honestly, you didn’t have feelings for him back then but just the thought of it now had you shaking

“remember we bumped teeth.” 

yeah you remembered and you remembered how soft his lips were after you guys properly kissed and the feeling of his nose brushing against your cheek. he had one hand holding your hand and the other cupping your cheek. then the two of you guys looked at each other for a hot second. 

being two awkward freshman, you guys were just like “ok anyway, let’s go get some street food now and eat and totally pretend that didn’t happen.”

this was actually the first time you guys talked about it since

“oh my god. that was embarrassing.” you felt your face turning red at the mere thought.

“hey it wasn’t a nightmare though! i actually still enjoy that memory.”

W H A T 

he continues and goes, “i actually had the biggest crush on you back in high school! so the fact i got to kiss you... haha of course i enjoyed it!”

you were quiet for a few seconds because you’re trying to think. bitch how did you not //know//

“did i just ruin our friendship?” he said, breaking the silence.

“what? no! i actually am just shocked. i didn’t know. we were always with each other and didn’t even think you saw me as more than a friend.”

daniel was good at hiding his feelings though. you found that out the hard way. he’d be upset but he’d still spare a bright smile so he doesn’t ruin the mood for everyone else. what an angel

“wait... so what did you think of the kiss?” that boy was curious and wanted to know how you felt about it. 

“i’m glad it was you.” that came out of your mouth without a second thought and instant regret

what were you s a y i n g???

your heart was beating fast and you had the urge to just hang up on him because you didn’t want to hear what he had to say to what you had just said

you hear him giggle to himself and you wanted to hide forever. it was a good thing you guys don’t come across each other on campus.

but bitch, you thought too soon.

you and daniel shared each others schedules when you first started talking again and none of your free periods aligned with one another to have a quick meal, but one of his professors cancelled and he rushed over to your building to catch you walking out the building talking to a couple of friends.

“shorty!!!!”

f uc k you knew that voice and only one person calls you that

turning around, this was the first time you saw him in over two years. he was taller, stronger, and definitely more and more handsome.

your friends gave you the look like who is that cutie 

you ignored them and went over to daniel. “i thought you had a class??”

“cancelled! i wanted to eat together.”

oh my god why was he so much more handsome closer up

god you missed him a lot more than you thought too. he was right in front of you and you were just AAAAA for a moment, but once you returned back to earth, you hugged him.

“look at you!!” you exclaimed and all smiling but you were also screaming inside too.

you liked him. you were whipped at the sight of him after so long and you really didn’t want to go down that route. you knew he felt the same. at least at one point....

“look at you! you figured out how to color coordinate your clothes now!”

you shoved him and rolled your eyes

he kept looking at you because honestly you were a lot different from when you were in high school. you found a hair style that was way better for you no more gross emo hair and you dressed better. ‘shorty’ also got a little bit taller too

honestly, daniel almost didn’t recognize you

but hello??? same goes for you @ him

daniel had muscles peeking. you saw them. you weren’t going to comment on them, but you definitely noticed them. and his h a i r was the biggest different. he had emo hair back then too. it was a thing back then and now... what!! him in dirty blonde hair!! 

anyway, you were getting like shy because boi stop staring

like you guys go out for street food too and he just doesn’t stop looking at you. 

so you just had to comment on it. “stop staring at me! it’s making me nervous.”

“i’m just surprised at how much prettier you got.”

okay, you did well when you were on the phone, but you were in front of him and your reaction was just naturally coming out. you started to cover your face with your hands because you didn’t want him to look at you anymore. it’s embarrassing!

then he grabs your wrist to pull it down.

“i wanna look at your face!!”

“you were for the last twenty minutes!!”

you had your hand up in front of your face while you were eating and he’s like trying to convince you to stop. 

then he sees a bit of sauce on your lips and he goes in and wipe it without even saying anything!!! AND HE HAS THE AUDACITY TO LICK IT OFF HIS THUMB

“you had a bit of sauce on your lips.”

.......................

“o-oh, thanks.”

your heart was going to jump out of your chest. like daniel, please, stop making you feel things. 

you guys got over the whole shy awkward ‘it’s been a long time’ part of this whole meal and quickly you were idiots in high school again

like both you and daniel still remember most of the dances you guys did for the talent shows

the infamous sorry sorry, mirotic, gee

then you guys went to karaoke and skipped class to be idiots for a little longer. it was cute and you guys played all the songs you guys listened to back in high school and danced to all the ones you did for the talent shows

then a slow song came up and it was your favorite song back in the day. daniel was the one that reserved that song and sang it. his voice was so soothing and you were staring at him like how he was at you during lunch. he didn’t notice until mid-song. 

he stopped singing but the instrumental was still playing in the background, but the two of you just looking at each other. 

daniel lowered his mic and then he goes, “i actually have a confession to make.”

you don’t say anything because you’re drawing a fucking blank. he’s here telling you with this music in the background out of no where that he has something to say.

but he looks at you once more and his face gets closer to yours. unlike your first kiss, there weren’t any teeth bumping. his lips were still soft and his body was radiating with warm. 

they moved slow against yours and you definitely weren’t rejecting him. 

when you guys pulled away, your cheeks are basically beets and you were biting down your lips. 

“uh, so, what were you going to confess to me?”

he’s laughing because you’re cute.

“actually, i was hoping we could go on a date and maybe we can continue to go on dates for a long period of time....” what a dork

“uh, yeah, maybe....” 

“what--”

“i’m kidding! yes! i mean, sure, i guess.”

“yes?” he had to confirm because you’re being confusing.

“yes.”

“okay, so, first things first. who’s jaehwan and why do you keep calling him?”

[griffin-wood]

First of all, this is amazing. Second of all, I'll be including gifs because what better than expression 😭🥺

This is me reading the whole thing, god - it's sooo good and the feels, it hit me so hard 😭

In lieu of answering, he tips forward, letting his head rest against the juncture where her neck meets her shoulder. His entire body goes limp the moment she holds him, really holds him. The way he had done for her when she was scared and crying and desperate for comfort. For safety.

God, Kent - I wanna hug him so bad too and she holds him. I'm emo at that, as the way he did that for her 😭😭😭 and the whole nightmare sequence feels so real??? Your writing is incredible and I'm just 😭

“S’okay. I’ll protect you.” she says, “Unless it is clowns… then you’re on your own.”

YES, EXCEPT CLOWNS. I'll run away from clowns 😌 also, the "I'll protect you" line aaaaa my icy heart has become soft, #kentsprotectionsquad dkdk 😌

“... can I hold you?” he asks, knowing well enough he needn’t have bothered. Button is more than happy to oblige, waiting until he resettles back on the bed before happily burrowing into his side, her arms around his middle and her head pillowed on his chest.

I love them so much your honor, and just..god, that made me soft 😭😭😭😭😭

“You wanna tell me about it?” Button asks, lazily drawing circles around his heart with her fingertips, “If it will help?”

'lazily drawing circles around his heart' OKAY THATS SO SOFT, and I love ur button so much 🥺🥺

"love you" "so so muchness"

That's SO FREAKING CUTE OH MY GODDDDD - and that ending feels so satisfying. She is still there, of course she is and god, I love them so much. Team Kent and eisley here hehe 💜💜

Your writing is beautiful and the fact that this feels so real? And that nightmare god, I was having so many feelings towards it, Kent never really shows his vulnerability much and seeing this - I'm just, in awe. I can't wait for more of Eisley and Kent's adventures ahead!! Thank you for this wonderful piece that is a good highlight of my day 🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️

Title: Nightmares

Prompt: otp prompt generator says I gotta write Button comforting Kent after a bad dream.

Warning(s): Kent’s nightmare includes a scene of forced/mental controlled suicide. If that will disturb you, do not read!

Notes: I honestly can’t remember exactly how Kent’s mom died (except that it was forced by a Ment) and if he was there or not, so a lot of this is speculation/non-canon compliant probs. I just wanted to give my impressions of the things that attract Kent to my Button and write some hurt/comfort 🖤

—

He’s had this dream before, though he supposed the better term for it would be a nightmare.

The actors of his subconscious have all taken their places, the stage was set and he is a frozen witness to the worst moment of his life, playing over and over with such perfected realism that later when he wakes up, he knows for a moment he’ll forget where he is.

That he isn’t a child anymore.

That his mother has been dead for years.

But this time the players have changed. He isn’t a boy, he’s the man he is now. And it isn’t his mother who stands before him, smiling even as tears roll down her cheeks.

It’s Button.

“Everything is going to be okay.”

No. It isn’t.

Because someone has taken over her mind and her body and he doesn’t even know if the platitudes she is speaking are her own or some imaginative torture from the Ment using her grey matter as a playground. Something shiny and black catches his eye as Button’s arm draws up and she presses the muzzle of the gun to her temple.

“No matter what happens— I lo—“

It isn’t what people imagine it to be like. Watching someone shoot themselves. Suddenly they are standing and then suddenly they are like a puppet with cut strings, crumpling in the most unnatural way to the ground. Limbs loose, eyes empty. Your mind doesn’t fully comprehend what it is seeing at first, your ears ring and your body goes cold and the denial sets in so fully that even the red that is splattered across the walls and the floor looks fake.

Has to be fake.

He is a child again. Helpless. Frozen. Watching his heart bleed out all over the floor.

There is a sound, a whining. Insistent and distressed and for a moment Kent thinks it might be coming from him—

***

—until he opens his eyes into the dark of his bedroom and feels a wet, warm tongue on his cheek.

Antigone whines softly, her nose cold against Kent’s neck as the shih tzu presses her small body up against his chest. The softness of her fur helps bring him back, gives him something to latch onto as his dream fades and his thoughts recognize it wasn’t real.

He reaches out, his knuckles brushing against Button’s back. He can feel the slow rise and fall of her body as she breathes, alive and safe and here with him. Antigone wiggles off of him, going to snuggle with her sister who is still curled up at the foot of the bed, cozy and nestled into the curve behind Button’s knees.

He wants it to be enough. Even as his heart continues to race and his stomach twists, images playing out still fresh and too real in his head. He isn’t a child. He doesn’t need to wake her to comfort his nightmares— and yet. And yet.

Kent presses a bit harder, rubbing his knuckles up and down her back until Button shifts and turns over. Cass makes her displeasure known, but hops over Button’s legs to reclaim the same spot on the opposite side.

Button’s hand curls over his and even in the sparse light he can see her bring it to her cheek, rubbing the back of his hand against her skin and then her lips.

“Time to get up?” she mumbles, and the sound of her voice is enough to break whatever hold Kent had left. He curls his arms around her and sits up, half scooping her from the bed and against his chest, burying his nose into her hair and breathing in the soft scent of her.

“Kent?” she questions, voice softer. The arm not trapped by his embrace goes around his back, her palm warm and grounding against his spine.

He can’t speak. If he speaks he’ll lose it.

Antigone whines again, trying to force her way between Button and him. Her touch leaves him as she consoles the small dog.

“It’s okay, baby. Go back to sleep...” Button says in such a soothing tone to Antigone that Kent finally feels like he can take a breath. It shudders through his chest.

“You too.” Button says closer this time, wiggling free of his grip until she can turn and find his face in the dark. She kisses the corner of his mouth and he squeezes her so hard she makes a small pained sound.

“Sorry—” he says, and regrets it immediately, the single word breaking in his voice. He swallows hard, trying to push down everything that threatens to come heaving out from his heart. Kent loosens his grip and Button pulls back just enough to brush his hair back, soothing the tips of her fingers over his temple and behind his ear.

“Did you have a bad dream?” Button asks. Of course she does. Of course she knows. This isn’t a new scene for her, him shaking and chilled in a cold sweat, pulse fluttering and his hands desperately clinging to her sides as if she would vanish if he didn’t hold her down.

In lieu of answering, he tips forward, letting his head rest against the juncture where her neck meets her shoulder. His entire body goes limp the moment she holds him, really holds him. The way he had done for her when she was scared and crying and desperate for comfort. For safety.

And Kent feels all those things when he is with her, wrapped all up in words that make his heart ache.

Understanding. Acceptance.

Permission.

To be weak. To be exhausted. Scared. Heartsick. Broken. The imperfect things that he hid in the furthest reaches of his heart, guarded and protected behind high walls.

Button had slipped in behind them all, infiltrated into his very dreams and before he knew it, he was turning around in the fortress of his heart to find her sitting among his most cherished thoughts, as if she had always been there. As if she would always have ended up there.

Kent groans, because he can’t stop the unshed tears from burning behind his eyes and he still can’t help but resent that weakness his father taught him to hide in himself.

She kisses the top of his head, rests her chin there and squeezes him as tightly as she can.

With Button, he doesn’t have to be perfect. He doesn’t have to be, but it was still hard sometimes to let all his guard down.

“S’okay. I’ll protect you.” she says, “Unless it is clowns… then you’re on your own.”

Kent snorts, but even so he appreciates it. Her attempts at humor, her light-hearted quips and puns. She went through so much all her life and still she drifted, light as air, unfettered and unbothered by all the things that made her imperfect. He admired that about her— no. He loved that about her.

The things his father saw as wrong she simply saw as parts. Things that made up the whole of Kent Zarneki. Not good, not bad— there was no such thing.

“... can I hold you?” he asks, knowing well enough he needn’t have bothered. Button is more than happy to oblige, waiting until he resettles back on the bed before happily burrowing into his side, her arms around his middle and her head pillowed on his chest.

He curls his arm around her, protective but gentle.

“You wanna tell me about it?” Button asks, lazily drawing circles around his heart with her fingertips, “If it will help?”

Kent kisses her forehead, once. Twice.

“No.” he says, “But thank you...this is better.”

Button hums, content and sleepy.

“Love you.” she mumbles right before she drifts off again, “So so muchness.”

“Muchness?” Kent questions and she hums another affirmative.

“...muchness.” he repeats, but Button is already adrift. He doesn’t expect to sleep again that night, fear of a recurrence of his dreams usually forcing him into a nervous wakefulness.

But he does, because she is there.

And she still will be when he wakes.

[tumblunni]

hey guess what I played Don’t Starve again and predictably continued to use only Webber and get fifty bazillion feels about Webber and hey u guys wanna hear me constantly talk about Webber

seriously its SO UNFAIR that this guy just exists as a character skin in some random survival procgen world game and NOBODY GETS ANY DAMN STORY yet they give us really tantalizing one line story summaries and the REALLY ENDEARING thing of each character having different dialogue for item descriptions. Which is also their ONLY GODDAMN DIALOGUE! why why why WHY did you make such a good story charrie concept thinger if you were never gonna use it GAHHHHH

okay so anyway THIS IS HE

WHAT A CUTIE PATOOT AMIRITE YO??

and he has SUCH AN INRIGUING AND SAD AND COOL PREMISE he’s the absolute champion of creepycute, cos he’s not only a spoopy spider monster with the innocence of a child but also literally he was a regular human child once who got the most tragic life ever his super short tantalizingly vague summary is ‘webber the indigestable’, and like.. all we know is that He Very Much Died, and Now He Is Spide he was killed by some spider monsters and came back as this spooky AF form

tho srsly man HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK YO like i’ve seen people drawing super grimdark fanart of him being like springtrap from five nights at freddies, i.e like he opens his mouth and he has a whole dessicated skull inside. like he’s quite literally walking around in the skin of the monster that ate him, however the fuck that’s supposed to work... I really don’t like that version, so WHATEVER lets have A BUNCH OF OTHER BUNNI THEORIES!

* It’s more like the spider absorbed the memories of the kid? Like, his bones are out there somewhere and its just that his conciousness was transferred into the thing that killed him/its got a case of mistaken identity and thinks that its him. * He’s sorta like a ghost that possessed it? Was trying so hard to survive that his soul lingered around, and it just works different to the other ghost character in the roster since he’s possessing a non-human creature. he gets majority control instead of floating around as a support * He’s more like a zombie or demon or general corrupted creature? like, he just rose from the grave and took on this particular shape cos of how he died, rather than this being an actual fusion of him and the spider that killed him. * Its like a werewolf thing??? He wasn’t really killed but just got bit and turned into a thing?? I dunno. * His backstory isn’t meant to be something that happened prior to the start of the game, but you literally see it happening right there. I mean you unlock webber by finding his skull while playing as another character, and if you bury it then it turns into him. So its like he woke up as a zombie cos you gave him a kind burial, but because his remains were intermingled with those of the thing that killed him they got all mixed up and revived as a single creature. And I guess that spider just went off and died offscreen shortly after eating him? or maybe it choked on him, cos seriously an entire human skull sounds hard to swallow XD

anyway HOWEVER THAT WEIRD PREMISE IS SUPPOSED TO WORK, its really intriguing and seems to imply a lot of Deep Traumatic Sads and it sucks that we don’t get a full plot exploring this and I’m just left feeling weird for having tearjerker fanfic ideas for a goddamn minimal dialogue simulation game >_> cos I mean MAN its just so interesting thinking about it from his perspective!! cos webber is just so nice and innocent still!! he barely seems to understand what happened to him, and he’s stuck in a big scary world and like.. the scariest part somehow became the only comfort to him, like DEAR GOD he has so much great characterization from these tiny snippets of dialogue! he just loves the spiders so damn much, he’s like ‘don’t worry i forgive u’ and he’s so happy to make friends with this big ol spoopy forest of monster things that literally killed him. and then all his unique gameplay powers revolve around that, all the spider enemies refuse to attack him ever again and he has supportive abilities to generate new hives and upgrade existing ones and just generally Sweet Doom Boy He Lovv He Friendes and i’m SO EMOTIONALLLL

and its also intriguing how the game handles his status as a fusion creature? he’s got a unique syntax thing of referring to himself as both ‘we’ and ‘me’ at the same time. I just found it quite cool when i figured out that there actually was a consitant set of rules about this! He’s generally ‘we’ but then says ‘me’ whenever something only applies to one half of his memories. Like you’d assume ‘me’ is the boy and ‘him’ is the spider, but webber casually swaps it around all the time and its like its always both of them talking even in this situation. He isn’t really two personalities but just one fused one that can remember being two people, i guess? Its a little confusing to hear him being like ‘i don’t hold a grudge against me for killing me’ but a very unique speaking pattern is an endearing trait for a character!

oh and MAN I WISH THEY FOLLOWED UP ON ANY OF THESE BACKSTORY HINTS!!! cos some of his dialogue references him living on a goat farm with a dad and a grandpa back when he was human? and we have NO IDEA how this completely ordinary adorable kid got teleported to Fuckin Hell World, or whether he’ll ever see his family again T_T Closest thing we get to an idea is him saying ‘we don’t like him, he tricked us’ at a statue of the game’s main villain, even though none of the alternate characters have any story dialogue and we only know that mr default man wilson had a history with the villain. So do all the alternate characters also have a personal grudge with him and we’ve just never been told what happened? Also there’s the fan theory that mr default man is actually webber’s father, and I dunno if thats true but I love seeing fanart of them as adoptive family even if they didnt know each other before they got trapped here.

but also just AAAAA webber’s plot WEBBER’S PLOT seriously its so fucking dark and has so much Potential and just THINK about this poor kid’s perspective on this dark souls shit that happened to him its depressingly realistic that the game adds a kid hero to the mix and then his plot is ‘yeah no a kid would die instantly in this kind of situation, and he did’ I mean there’s one other child character but she had ghost superpowers before the game even started, and her personality is all grim and practical and such. webber acts super young and innocent and was probably the lil teacher’s pet shy cutie type when he was alive. HE HAD ABSOLUTELY NO CHANCE T_T

SO JUST IMAGINE JUST IMAGINE THIS TRAGIC SHIT

you’re tiny tiny baby friend and you fall thru some random portal some day and instead of a magical adventure in a fairytale world you get Grim As Fuck Nintendo Hard Survival Game imagine how terrified he must have been, all huddled up cold and starving under a big leaf like totoro crying for his grandpa to save him and then he gets eaten alive by some other starving creature in this hell world and then he wakes up like ‘wow what a weird dream’ and he has to claw his way out of a grave first ray of sunlight hits his freaky gnarled monster hands and his tiny child brain must be terribly unequipped to handle that kind of revelation... let alone the identity crisis of Yes I Am Part Of The Spider Horde and possibly Wow I Remember Eating My Own Brain

and its just... really oddly sweet and heartwarming that he’s friends with the spiders now?? like that makes me wonder how that played out when he first woke up. Imagine the poor kid seeing a whole bunch of the same thing that killed him and he flinches thinking they’re gonna attack, but then they scuttle up and hug him. And he sees his reflection in a puddle and realizes he’s one of them too, and now he’s not so alone anymore. I mean its not the same as getting his family back, but he has someone protecting him now. Scary things aren’t so scary when you’re scary too! And like.. there’s all different tiers of the spider enemy, and what if the big queen boss one became a mother figure to him? And what if he acts as a translator to them and helps them make friends with humans? And tells them stories about his family and they try and mimic human family things in their own lil spidery way, to make him feel welcome? *wearing tiny ties and hats* ‘We love our strangely shaped child and respect his differences’ I just wanna see slice of life adventures of the spide swarm!!

also AAAA i just thought about what if the game ever got a proper conclusion and webber manages to escape back home it probably wouldn’t be an easy happy ending :( farm grandpa finds some terrifying spider thing haunting his farm, might even freak out and shoot his own grandson T_T or even if he recognised him, the kid’s probably not gonna be able to go back to a normal life. his family would have to try and keep him secret, lest the pitchfork-wielding mobs attack... and even if somehow it was possible for webber to be cured, that’d be sad too cos he’d have to leave all his spider friends forever. and he could never be cured of the mental scars T_T

also yo HAHAHA you wanna know the absolute saddest random item description dialogue I got while playing as him? he asks skeletons ‘are you okay’ and ‘i think he’s sleeping’ because yknow he just woke up the next day, when he died T_________________T

webberrrrrrrrr :(

god i am trapped in a glass case of emotion