#all copy pasted from discord lol

[wipples]

Chapter 4 draft

(The First Sleep)

She woke up groggy, and not quite rested yet, so she assumed this was her just waking up in the middle of the night. It was impossible to tell without the sky's assistance, and the noticable absence of clocks or anything time related didn't help either.

Wally's cheek and chin had rested on her head, while the rest of his body basked in the natural warmth her body emitted. His arm on her side was beneath her neck, laid flat. She couldn't help noticing Home staring at her in the dark room. The sleepiness in her eyes made them slightly red and unfocused, but she managed to stare back. During this odd connection, the animated environment flickered like muffled static.

Suddenly, everything became real again.

The glow from Home's eyes created shadows around the room. She could also see the fine lines of her knuckles if she squinted. The puppet to her side looked very much inanimate, his heavy hooded eyes bulged awkwardly outwards from underneath his sleeping mask. He looked a little smaller like this. She would of assumed this entire thing was a dream if she didn't bring her hand over to his fleece cheek and lightly rubbed. The fuzzy texture to his skin had became somewhat visible. His head rolled into the touch like a heat-seeking cat. Then his voice rung out in the dark.

"Did you see it too?"

"Yes."

And yet, she wasn't too put off by this. Blinking a few times seemed to solve the issue of reality warping around her. Home was no longer looking at her. Perhaps everything here is a visual illusion and she'll only be able to see those realistic flickers sometimes? Maybe Home had something to do with her seeing that?

'Whatever...'

Too tired to really think on it some more, she tilted her head up and pressed a kiss to the puppets chin. His breath hitched in response and he curled even closer. Her eyes closed for the final time and the world faded back into nothingness.

An unknown number of hours pass by, and Bunny finally awoke mostly rested. She yawns and stretches, finding the yellow puppet still in the same spot he'd been. His night masked dawned head pointed straight up. If he had access to both of his arms he'd probably sleep like a vampire.

She snickered to herself, and the little puppet went to lift the night mask off his eyes. Turning towards her, she saw his gentle expression matched his tone. "Did you sleep well, neighbor?"

'Mhm...' Humming in response, her head bobbed slowly as to nod. She then tried to blink the rest of the sleepiness out of her eyes. His arm beneath her lifted slowly to curl her hair around his fingers. She leaned into his touch a little too eagerly.

In her friend group, she's infamously infatuated with the feeling of people playing with her hair or petting her. This is how she normally reacts when one of her friends play with her hair. It wasn't atypical for any of them to just start petting her like an animal whenever they came over. There were even times when all her friends came over to–

'Stupid boy.' She scolded herself, stilling her motion and freezing in place. 'Restrain yourself.'

Wally awed at her initial eagerness and pressed his fingers deeper into her hair. His four digits scrub her scalp delicately, and she shutters like a leaf. Laughing monotonously at first, he asks, "Ooh... ha ha, Is this something you like?"

It would seems that the little puppet is on a steady track to destroying her, not that she could complain. Her smile is wobbly as she responds almost dreamily with a hiss ending on the first word, maybe she could blame the feeling of having just woken up on that.

"Yesss.... it's nice."

"You know," He speaks as his small, yellow fingers dig through her hair, massaging her scalp. "I haven't been held quite like that before."

She listened and sighed as his fingers pass by a particularly pleasurable area to apply pressure to. "...ah, is there a way you're usually held?"

She begrudgingly begins to sit up with the covers still wrapped over her, not quite ready to meet the colder air on top. Wally sits up as well, no longer able to reach her hair comfortably from this angle so he defaults to resting his palms on the blankets below.

"Well," His eyes lock on to hers, much like the behavior displayed the previous day(?). "Barnaby would pick me up and lay me on top of him when we had sleepovers."

She furrowed her brows and turned her head so that he wouldn't see her soured expression. There was a guilty feeling swimming around in her guts from hearing about all the lost friends this puppet has. She wanted to help, but knew there wasn't much she could do as there were no signs of them in the *above area* she had been in, neither had they been *down below* like she, Wally and Home currently are now. At least as far as she could tell. Looking back at him, she replies a little cheekily and begins to lift the blankets from her legs before sitting with her legs crossed.

"Y'know, you could say Home is always holding you since you live in him."

While saying this, her eyes shot to Home's window with a playful grin, remembering the tickle fight she had with the living house. It was moreso Home tickling her, and her fighting back against its treacherous window hangings. She smiled at the memory, feeling a slight panicked giddiness at the thought of such a thing happening again. Home's eye went from looking around idly to locking onto hers at the mention of his name.

"Ohh... Then that means he's holding you too, neighbor." His natural grin grew a little wider. He takes to leaning against her larger form, droopy eyes also locking back onto hers. The house playfully squeaked in agreement, quickly creaking the wood panels by the bed back and forth as if they were legs kicking giddily. She giggled at this and Wally returned with his unique laughter before continuing.

"Eddie could easily lift me, and so could Sally. I believe all of them held me at some point."

His dialogue continued. "And...I still like being held like that," He tilted his head to the side, then lifted an arm to completely slide off his nightmask. "but I also like how you held me too."

She nods, understanding where this is leading. Her hands go for his nightmask, which he wordlessly allows her to take. The fabric was a soft against her fingers. "Do they hold you in a way that makes you feel smaller?"

His response took a bit longer this time, like he was absorbing the question and examining the many ways it could be answered. His head tilted again, processing, then to the other side, then opened his mouth to agree. "I haven't thought of it that way, but yes. I guess they do."

"It's fine to like both." She fidgets with the eyewear in her hands, thumbing across it's maroon fuzziness. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to feel smaller or bigger. For me, though, it can be a little difficult if you're bigger and want to feel smaller."

*'I'd take up less space too.'* Shut up body issues. Nobody needs you right now.

"Really?" He responds, looking up at her like he just learned she's larger than him. She raised a brow and went to lean against him like he did with her, but very very slowly as to demonstrate what she meant. This gave him time to move if he really wanted to.

He hums a thoughtful tone as his upper body is slowly squished into hunching forward. His head is thrusted a distance ahead of hers, which causes him to look back at her with an open mouthed expression she couldn't place.

"oh."

She blinked and sprung back, watching as his mouth closed when his body readjusted to sitting back up straight. He then turned back up at her with more dilated eyes and a pleasant tug upwards to his yellow, toothless mouth.

Well at least she knew he wasn't feeling too negatively by her action, seeing as his open mouth was only a result of her pressing him and the front of his body ended up pulling the fabric on his neck a little taught, but not enough to damage anything. He had been oddly pleased with any physical touching she provided thus far, even things like this made him look a few seconds away from sighing happily.

"I... meant that to be an... uh... example I guess?" She bit her lip and glanced away, but gestured at him with her hand. "So, You're smaller than me and that's what happens when I try... "

She pauses and thumbs at the night mask, rocking a little bit as anxiety bubbled up like bile in her stomach.

"...Uh, y'know." She rolled her wrist and ended the gesture, figuring that the rest of what she was going to say probably isn't too necessary.

The small puppet looked down at the bed and slowly mimicked the rocking motion she made before looking back up at her. She quirked a brow at this. He then petted her knee soothingly and broke the silence. "Bunny?"

"Mm?"

"I don't mind you leaning on me like that."

She furrowed her brows and her lips tightened. "But wouldn't I be crushing you?"

"I like how it feels." He tells her plainly, his feelings invisible on the outside brought to light with simple words. Her features softened and her mouth opened slightly. A gentle blush dusted her cheeks. "Oh. You do?"

"I do." He nods assuredly and lowered his eyelids, surveying her mismatched clothing. They were fine for bed, but would they be appropriate for daily routine?

Normally, he would go to bed with his pajamas and get up to wear his typical colorful set of clothing, but it had been such a long time since he last wore his bedroom attire. Putting them now went against his usual routine he'd ended up creating over the past how long he's been with Home in this empty void. He didn't mind the change, in fact it's...

'What was that phrase...?' He'd heard it before but didn't understand until... His eyes dilated.

ah.. he remembered.

'like a breath of fresh air.'

She rested a palm on his back, which returned his full attention to her. He faced her and took an earnest note of the pink under her eyes, finding such little things about her absolutely delightful and something he wanted to cherish since his long absence with others. She bashfully struggles to hold eye contact with him, her smile is small and timid.

"I like the same thing, actually." Her arms wrap around her knees, and she looks back to him. "For me, it's like a full body hug. It only ever works with people bigger than me though."

'A full body hug?' He tilted his head at this, understanding the warm fuzzy feeling hugs give him. It did sound vaguely similar to her description.

He reaches for the night mask in her grip which she readily releases. Her fingers then go to hook around the bottom cuffs of the pants she's borrowing. The action caught his eyes and made him linger there, before he looked back up at her.

"I haven't thought about it like that before. For me, I think it's similar. It's just nice to have somebody..." He presses the nightmask against his chest and glanced over himself thoughtfully before peering back at her. "...All around? me?"

It was almost like he was asking questions about himself and wanted reassurance from her. On her face was a soft, reflective expression that was immediately soiled by the sharp clacks of Home clasping his window open and closed. Her brows shot up on a blank face. The living house, based on the pupil she could see, seemed ready and excited. Its blinds wiggles restlessly.

"Oh, it looks like Home wants us to get ready for the day. Neighbor, would you like a bath first?" She tilted her head at that. Baths? Could he get wet? There was a sink and bath, so she supposed there some sort of rule or something in place that allows for puppets to get wet? Maybe? 'Guess' i'll find out.'

"I tend to take my time, you can go on ahead." His cat-like smile remained static as he slipped off the bed, sliding the night mask into the nearby nightstand.

"If it's all the same for you, I'll go first." He turned around as he neared the bathroom door, his attention drawn to the window. "Oh. Um... Home, I have a question."

His request was answered with an assortment of tiny squeaks and creaks in nearly all directions. The puppet laced his fingertips together idly. "Could you help Bunny find day clothes?"

'huh...'

She peered down to her red sweater and comfy pajama pants with a childish pout.

'I thought I looked fine.'

The curtains rolled in a full loop around the metal beam before settling a little below Home's black eye. Wally turned to face Bunny with his hand frozen on the bathroom door. His mouth is slightly held agape and pupils slightly shrunken. "Ah..."

"I had forgotten to ask if that was alright, neighbor." Faint static filled his head when he pondered about the possibility of forgetting common manners. It's been so... so long since he's spoken to somebody physically with him like this. Bunny waved a lazy hand dismissively and smirked.

"It's okay. Honestly it's probably for the best. These pants are so soft, they might make me fall asleep again." She stretches out her legs as they hit the floor, being careful not to slip on her socks. Wally shuts his mouth and hangs onto the doorknob for a moment longer. The frame gently scraped against his body. "Well... If it's okay..."

He brightens and spoke steadily. "I will see you once I'm out." As he enters the bathroom, he turns around to say "I will also leave out a few towels for you. Okay?"

She smiled as he turned back around and clicked the door shut. The wiggling of wood by her feet startled her, but gave her pointers on which direction she should be going. "Down the hall?" She asked.

Knock knock, she recognized that sound immediately: Yes

Walking down the hall, she is given a two opinions. There's another door near the end of the hallway. The other end leads to the kitchen and living room. Which way will Home take her?

thump, thump, thump

She felt a gentle rumbling. The floorboards wriggled in place and clacked against each other. They pointed her in the direction of the door at the hallways end. "Just so you know, I haven't forgotten how you tortured me last night."

The floorboards stop their animated jostling and she felt a tension that may or may not exist. "And I just wanted you to know, I'm okay with stuff like that happening again."

creaaaak

creaaaaaak

Or were those two drawn out knocks?

"In case uh..." She scratches the back of her neck awkwardly, feeling heat nip at her cheeks. "in-in case uh, You.. think I'm not or anything. I'm totally fine with it. You can play with me like that," She gulped. "Again."

'shut up. shut up. stop being weird to people you hardly know. why'd you even mention it? why?'

The floorboards jiggled and wiggled again, in a much eager straight line towards the odd door at the end of the hallway.

'Knock. Knock.' Followed by an assortment of creaks that may or may not have intended to sound like cooes. They sounded much softer than his usual creaking. She didn't know what those meant, but they didn't sound negative. Not if she followed typical tone rules anyway.

Feeling less discouraged, she strode over to the door and it opened for her with a squeak. It's a darker path with stairs going down, and she paused, feeling a little nervous. The wooden handrail rattled, as if to offer a hand to hold. She grasped it, ceasing it's vibrations and descended into the basement.

Home made each step down a little... goofy? To ease the tension she assumed. There was a cross between a playful and incredulous expression on her face. Whenever she lowered her leg to a stair, the initial squeak it would make when stepped on was manipulated to sound differently pitched. She walked somewhat slower to extend the experience, her mouth gaping from just the first few steps alone.

Sometimes the stairs sounded much deeper, some would also waggle up and down in tone, there were also some that would begin with a higher pitched squeak and end on a lower tone. Halfway down the steps, she couldn't help stopping to giggle at the ridiculous sounds.

"Oh Home," She huffed between breathy in takes of air, covering her cheek with a hand as she gripped the rail. "You're being so silly." The sounds continued on as she neared the bottom and plateaued. It was much darker, and it looked to be quite dusty with old dressers and crafting materials.

The floor here was... interesting. It wasn't that there was anything wrong with it, the wood here is the same as the wood upstairs, but basements usually aren't like this, are they? It didn't have the flat and heavy stomp normal basement floors had. There was actually a bit of an echo beneath. Were there more floors? Is Home actually much bigger?

Creaking within the basement near an old dresser tossed her out of her thoughts. Throwing her head in that direction, she caught onto the wiggling floorboards jostling the dresser up and down. It clattered at its legs, but not enough to fall over. The jostling slowed to a vibrate as she neared it and stopped when placing a hand on top. She giggled into the darkness, raising her head. "Thanks Home."

A hanging lightbulb buzzed alive above her. The floorboards vibrated under her knees encouragingly when she kneeled to drag the dusty dresser drawer open. Her fingers fiddled around inside until a pair of suit pants that were much too small for her filled her grasp. They looked to fit somebody larger than Wally though.

There was a black overall dress that looked to be around her size or baggier, though through the shadows of the room it was impossible to tell how clean they were. For all she knew, they were covered in dust or dark grime. They feel cold and smell old, she grimaced.

Still, she held them up to her body to get a rough measurement, then waved them around loosely with her head pointed up. "I might've found somethiiing."

creaaak

This was followed by the floorboards around her creaking in tandem. She chuckled into her hand and through it over her shoulder. "Well, guess I'll see if it fits upstairs? Hopefully I can clean it somewhat."

knock knock

While humming a tune, she returned to the base of the stairs. As she took her first step, a wood panel opened up and something she couldn't see yanked the garment out of her grasp and sucked it back into the wall. At first she stared blankly at the wall with her hand was frozen outstretched.

Then, it registered and her were like dinner plates. "wha-w-huh??"

'The wall ate my clothes!!'

She was left stunned. That remained the case as the steps she stood on flipped up, forcing her feet back up the stairs without her lifting a leg. It was like watching dominoes fall up an incline. She was brought to the top step without having moved. The door closed to the basement behind her and she was still left frozen.

huh deja vu ...

Blinking twice, after a couple seconds she shakily continued back to the bedroom. Her stride came back normally once she was by the door itself. It opened for her. She could tell Wally wasn't finished from his absence. When she got to the room, she was planning on trying it on if this happened. Now, while sitting on the bed with a pout, she's forced to wait for the little puppet to finish.

It wasn't too much longer until she heard a draining sound. 'Where do Home's pipes lead?' She wondered to herself, with her head falling back onto the bed to gaze at the window. The living house caught her eyes and looked back at her. He wiggled his blinds at her in a playful re-greeting. He'd probably close his eyes with mirth if it could emote that way. She raised a lazy brow as her eyes threaten to shut again from the beds comfort. 'He doesn't drink the bathwater, does he?'

Her eyes slowly drew back to the ceiling, continuing this directionless pondering. 'Would that make me a Bunny milkshake...?'

Idly, her fingers played with the bunched fabric. She continued to lay and wait until the tubs draining finished. Wally comes out with a large purple roll in his blue pompadour. His daily attire had been dawned, but his synthetic hair still appeared wet with a blue towel around his shoulders. She rose out of bed like bread when she saw he was holding the black overalls she found downstairs. They're curled up in his hold. While puffing her lips up in a silly pout, she mumbled an astonished. "What the hell..."

He smiles and uncurls the garment. It didn't look dirty or dingy, weirdly not at all how she was expecting. She could of sworn she smelled the mold on that thing, or at least dust. But to her, it looked relatively new. She squinted strangely. 'What did they do to it?'

She then unclenched her brows and relaxed, not interested in taking this confusion much further. Nothing else should be surprising her at this point. There's still a good few brain cells in her saying none of this can be real. Maybe a week of this and she'll fully convinced this isn't a dream. If it actually continues for that long.

Once he approached her, clothing in hand, she thanked him. While handing off the article to her for after the bath, he turned around after her and said "I left a couple towels on the counter for you."

She walked a little bit backwards to see his face as he tells her this and beamed warmly. "Thank you again, Wally. I'll try not to take too long."

"Hum? Well, okay neighbor. I will see you soon then." He waved as she closed the door and sat on the bed to wait. The muffled sound of water gushing could be heard from where he was sitting. His fingers went to the towel around his shoulders to blot at the wetness in his hair idly. He was sure to be careful in displacing any blue strands as he went.

His black eyes drifted over to Home's eye in the window, then back over towards the bathroom door. As the water ran, he imagined all the things he wanted to do with his new friend. Perhaps they'll paint first, or maybe cook together? He'd offer to show her around the neighborhood, but that's not possible right now. There were so many things the two of them could of done.

He thought she would of gotten along nicely with his friends. Barnaby would of told her jokes, and she would laugh. All three of them could go to Howdy's place, and he could hear her tell a joke. He wondered, 'what kind of jokes would she tell?'

'Would she like telling jokes like Barnaby?' At this point, his gaze had become distant and his posture completely still. His eyes were faced towards the door, lacking all focus. It appeared much more sharp than usual, but that didn't bother him. 'Or would she be more like Frank?'

He wouldn't mind either way. Bunny could lack any and all sense of humor and he would still love her warm company. The time he spent in her comforting embrace as she rested had been a delight for him. It's been such a long while since he's been last embraced, he'd only hoped she would continue to do so. If she didn't, he wouldn't know what he'd do.

"Ah." Water from his hair dripped down over his fleece skin and onto one of his eyes. It took him by surprise and brought him back to the softer reality he normally dwelled in.

He blinked, something he didn't do very often. The water streamed down his cheek and he wiped it away with the towel. His hand went up to his hairline with the towel to blot away any more drops that threaten to fall.

As he did this, sudden water sloshing, a muffled yelp, and a sharp thump echoed from behind the door. Home scrunched up its curtains, appearing a bit perturbed by the sound. Wally's pupils shrunk a little as well.

He slid his body back off the bed and let his feet fall back onto the floor, then rounded the corner of the mattress. While stepping up to the door, he knocked. It was a bit faint due to his lack of knuckles. When that wasn't loud enough, he called out. "Neighbor? Did you fall down in there?"

His soft voice was mostly drowned out by the water still filling the tub. He knocked at the door again for good measure and continued to call out, attempting to be a pitch louder but his monotonous voice wouldn't allow it. "Hellooo? Bunny? Are you alright?"

This was one of those things he remembered being taught very very early on. You're not supposed to just walk in on somebody in the bathroom. Privacy is apparently a very important thing to people, not that he'd ever had much with Home around. Although, Home is almost an exception to the rule because he's part of the bathroom.

'woah there little buddy, ya don't wanna follow 'er in there.' Barnaby's words echoed in his head like distant memories.

Once Sally had given him a part in one of her plays that didn't take place during the shows run-time. He was a King (with very few lines), whereas Julie played as a Queen from a neighboring Kingdom. He'd followed after her to the bathroom to change costumes, but his big blue dog companion stopped him. 'Ya just can't. It's rude, especially if they're all naked-like.'

But he was never told what to do if somebody needed help while in there. Many of the lessons he learned has been often explained a single way by one person, or another without many exceptions to the rules. There was rarely clarification on their end, nor a reason for him to ask for such. How would he know to ask? It's not that he anticipated anything bad ever happening.

He's absolutely fallen before in the bath; it's very slippery in there, but the way he reacts to pain had always been different than his friends. It shocks him, makes him freeze in place, but he didn't know he's supposed to react to pain verbally until he was told to. When his friends got hurt, he'd try to help them in some way. While he's never been the most effective in those situations, they were still usually grateful to receive it.

The groan he heard his new friend emit sounded pained, and he understood that. What should he do about it though? Bunny hasn't responded yet, and the nob to the door is only looking more tantalizing to him by the moment. His cheek is now flush with the door as he tries to hear more of her. The static noise growing in his head is too similar to the bathtub running, it grew with an uncomfortable pressure welling up within him.

'I don't know what to do.'

"Bunny?" He called out a third time, and finally got a response.

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DpxDC Prompt: Danny Overshadows the Batmobile

... Danny while visiting Gotham saves Batman by possessing the batmobile- unfortunately he gets stuck.

Imma copy and paste my thoughts on how I would take this from discord LOL

Bruce knows there is something wrong with the batmobile and runs test to see if he got hack. But same time conflicted because whoever hacked his vehicle just saved his life.

Also can see Fenton driving skills put to use plus with Danny's ability to phase through. Definitely makes car chases easier if Bruce can jack the runaway vans from the inside.

But Danny freaking out- using the radio or gps to try and speak after he realizes he needs help to get out of the car… and that Batman wont be As upset as he thinks.

Oo meanwhile Fentons are all over Gotham looking for their missing son… having no idea Danny overshadowed a car.

Danny figuring out how to send tuck a message to send to jazz…ends up being tracked by the bats who go investigate thinking tuck's the hacker.

Tucker trying to cover for Danny

Ooo imagine if they try to chase down Fentons because of them driving crazy(and maybe they're attacking batmobile because they can detect a ghost) and its the only car Danny cant phase through and even getting damaged by.

So he tries to plead in the radio to batman.

And then Bruce wonders if it actually was the Fentons but things still dont make sense… until the team that investigating Tuck brings in more evidence and probably Tuck.

Then it clicks.. Danny isnt ai/bot used to hack the car but Danny Fenton the missing child.

Tuck still the key to figure out how Danny got stuck. Apparently a certain part is made from materials similar to the thermos.

But catch is they need tools from Fentons to get him out so they have to bait them and have Tuck and another bat probably Tim help gather the materials.

Maybe batman confronts them, raising his arms as Fentons accuse batman being a filthy ghost that stole their child. While the others steal what they need.

When it looks like the Fentons are not going to cooperate and blast batman (batman ready to go on offensive ) Danny uses a shield to send blasts back at his parents beeping for batman to get back in.

They go on another chase where Danny drives the batmobile off a cliff and into water only to safely fly them back to the cave. Exhausted and powering down as soon as they're on land letting Bruce take the wheel again.

When Tim n Tuck finally get Danny free they all jump for joy then quickly reminded Danny is still in the batcave. And like oh right shit… they know what i am >>'

But Danny already impressed the bats so i can see them offering to help Danny out further.

Tim n tuck become friends and soon Danny gets a support of heroes. He goes back to his family whose so happy to see him safe… Danny putting in a good word about batman but it falls on deaf ears.

Pfft be funny this is the catalyst to have Fentons moving to Gotham to hunt down batman.

Bruce investing in the Fentons just so he can work on their tech and modify them to not work on Danny- and then Danny haunting the car every now and them for old time sake.

Thought this was just fun idea XD

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PARTNERS IN CRIME - Stevinel SU Fan Comic Chapter 3: Tools for Trade Page No. 7

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(For the sake of my sanity please enjoy this page. I poured my blood into it. Also the ninth and eleventh page. Actually want to know an extra fun fact? There are FIVE times in this chapter where you see the city from this distance. So far, I have had to draw it separately, completely from scratch, four of those times. (one of those times i just copied and pasted it lol) Complete sketching, outlining, colouring and shading, FOUR TIMES - on the cover page, on this page, on the ninth page and on the eleventh page, I had to draw the entire city from scratch each time. I'm usually a modest person but when it comes to this damn city... I really hope it gets noticed. I did put a lot of time and effort into this thing and I'm very proud of it. Anyways thats all, thank you for listening to me rant there TwT)

But yes, short timeskip down into the atmosphere now!!! Now we get nice close look at the city, and oh boy, it doesn't look in excellent shape does it? However, the burn marks in the grass and the smoke rising from the buildings does seem like someone has been here recently...

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Selkie AU

Ok so on discord we went off. A lot of this is just paraphrasing or copy pasted from buddies hii guys. It’s honestly a fun concept to play with no matter how you turn it around~ I’ll start off with the version I drew these doodles for but it’s all under the cut because it got so long... There’s also always place for different flavors like if they realize the other’s a selkie immediately or over time, etc etc so this is all just food for thought. Marcille is always the instigator though lol, obsessed with him no matter the universe. As a selkie wants to learn more about this human and as a researcher is chasing after this secretive mysterious sea-guy while he very much tries to escape everyone’s attention.

Fisherman Chil & selkie Marcille

Old sad fisherman Chilchuck… He drinks out at sea even. Divorcee dad who’s got nothing waiting for him on land anymore. He’s on the sea every day to get fish to sell at the wet market or to the butcher, the sky and sea’s grey and everything’s dull and tedious. Seals are nothing special either. The only stuff he knows about selkies really could have some selkie storybooks he reads to his daughters. Meanwhile selkie Marcille… You could go a lot of different routes I feel. You know I feel like being a selkie fits with Marcille and her mom, with that interaction of "you’ll have to let others go and deal with that", like in this AU she’ll always be different and will have to leave people behind for the sea eventually here and there and whatnot…

Chilchuck and worksongs... Fisherman Chilchuck singing sea shanties while selkie Marcille sings her songs of the sea and then she hears him and gets curious and follows him back on land or something…… Tries to blend in with humans just so she’s like. What’s his deal. But them only meeting out at sea is very cute as well. Eventually she gets on his boat and they hang out. Melancholic psychological horror sea tragedy-romance would be fun idk. Maybe he starts hearing a woman sing out at sea randomly and thinks it’s the alcohol. But he’d be a goner already lmao. Like don’t get me wrong it’d take a while of actual interactions for him to actually fall in love, but also ~~he’s lonely~~ pretty blonde woman waaaa. Siren imagery hehe. "Hmmm I didn't know selkies had hypnotic voices as well" (they don't. he's down outrageous and he knows it.) Mr "in denial so bad maybe magic is the answer yep for sure". I want her to hear him singing something he used to for his daughters/wife etc and shes like 👁️👁️ who hurt this man........... (Could also work for selkie Chil) What’s his tragic backstory…..

I think marcille also deserves to go silly and catch a carp between her teeth, giving it to chilchuck batting her eyelashes like teehee... I'm such a good assistant right... He needs them undamaged if he wants to sell them but he still makes use of her gift anyway... Puts it in a stew and shares it with her... Something we made together..… Marcille being able to taste human food with actual spices and actual heat and actual cooked meat... His home is the warmest place on the surface. His hugs are more comforting than even the water’s. AGH and how long hasn’t he eaten a real homecooked meal you’d bet 😭 Marcille notices he’s underweight and is like "he’s always fishing though??? Does he just need like, a lot??" and takes it upon herself to bring him more fish to feed him. "He NEEDS to blubber up. I know it." Do you think when his wife was still there he'd come home to the smell of cooking.... but now there's nothing......... He’s on his own, he sleeps in the boat… It just smell like fish all day. The stench gets to him and even the burn of alcohol in his nostrils is a kinder hell. NOW he comes back to the stench of roting flesh and he's like :))) ahh.... my gi rl firned 💖 /j

Selkie Marcille getting onto his boat out of nowhere and slapping the beer bottle out of his hand. It’d go hard if he’s so drunk once that he’s leaning over the railing with his bottle hanging down from his grip and the beer goes into the sea and she tastes it and is like. Now what the fuck is this. Ew. He doesn’t look so good maybe I should splash him with water. She could save him from drowning... Girl who puts him on a rock somewhere until he wakes up and hides in the water as soon as he comes to… Peekinh at him from the surface of the water because, oh dear we're shy now because it's face to face… Drawing parallels between swaying (drunk) and swaying (motion of boat on the sea). She sways his world…… Makes him feel dizzy in a nice, light airy way…… He crashes into his bed in his home and still feels the rocking of the waves under him, and he falls asleep thinking of her…

Go out to the sea in a storm because you can’t stand feeling useless. The sea is your livelihood, it's where you're good and useful. On land you never know what to do with your hands. Maybe he should just let the sea pull him under. let it sweep him away.  Marcille does exactly that, but it's not something that erases him. It's not something that swallows him whole. It's something that shows him a whole other world- The coral reefs, the schools of fish that exist below, the lush seaweed forests that Marcille treasures so much. It's all been there for him to see, theres so much beneath his feet. And all he had to do was let her take his hand. This world full of fish and creatures he's caught and gutted... that he gets to see in a different light…… The idea of him trusting her enough to let her lead him underwater... I think the time that Marcille leads him into the water should be on one beautiful evening, with the water shimmering, and the sun casting rays onto the waters surface- enough that it's still scary at first, enough that Chilchuck still struggles against the salty grasp of the waves, but when marcille takes him under he can see just how the light of the sun casts its spotlight on the seafloor- and how even in the shallows therein lies a thousand wonders, ones he's stepped right over before. I'm just obsessed with chilchuck experiencing a whole nother world in there. Give me childlike wonder. Give me a Marcille who wants to show her grump fucking fisherman boyfriend the cute fishies and the minnows, the pretty hermit crabs. Something about the sea looking different from beneath the waves... The parallels of him on the beach stepping over shells and urchins in the shallows with his boots and just crush them right over, not even noticing he did from force of habit and routine having dulled everything… Him working on the sea all the time but never really seeing it because he’s so absorbed in his own shit and he always just uses the harbor so there’s never real contact with it anyways. When the sea water laps at his forearms when he reels the net in but they feel like lashes of frost against his skin. She'd look really pretty with her hair flowy in the waves............ Marcille’s hair should get used for creepy compositions more… In the water she takes him under and her hair tangles and latch onto him against his skin. Her hair is long, underwater it could engulf him probably, he likes blonde hair he'd be happy with that… Not the lowkey suicidal ideation of letting the sea take him and how he’d be happy suffocating in her hair when doing a dive wow ok

I keep thinking about the Dredge AU… The video game yes yes. It’d be a mess but ohhh ohh the sea and its wonderful world but also its dark secrets, Marcille researching the depths and finding dark powers and idk the tragedy of a man at sea who can’t forget what he’s lost and the mythical gf he made that was never meant to be and it’ll destroy them both idk idk. Bc of Marcille helping him fish from below as a selkie, Senshi like YOU ARE OVERFISHING YOU ARE DESTROYING THE ECOSYSTEMMM @ them lmao You are feeding the whole town and making big bucks but you’re fishing so much that some fish are starting to get stale without being bought, the sea is bleeding and the leviathan is hungry

Maybe one time, one of them gets upset at the other and holds the seal fur hostage, its sooo mean but it also feels very them. When I think selkie I think of the movie Song of the Sea and in that movie the father of the protags loved a selkie, the mother, but she had to leave at one point for the sea because that’s her nature etc etc, but he didn’t want her to leave so he hid her skin which like. Ruined everything and hurt her. And ohhh the parallels… Leaving him… Just food for thought.

Selkie Chil & marine researcher Marcille

The reverse of that where Chil’s the selkie, Marcille’s fascination for him has the reverse angle, almost like admiration too. Crying she’d be like "who’s this mysterious guy, why’s he look kinda ethereal(selkie fairy blablabla)?" and investigates meanwhile he doesn’t want anyone to see him transforming and such so he’s like "leave me aloneeeeeee!!" Selkie chil? secretive man who just wants to chill gets grabbed by the most enthusiastic fairytale-obsessed girl out there. She WILL almost drown trying to say hi. C’mon mister mythical let’s have a storybook romance <3 Jumping in da water and he has to rescue her and immediately gains 100 grey hairs. She gets her storybook ‘saved by the merman’ moment but at what cost. "WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGG" screaming, she gets scolded very much but it all goes in one ear out the other tbh. Selkie Chilchuck is even better with his secretiveness... How do you get around the fact you’re a seal? Iunno I’ve never been a seal Obsessed with the implications of his family in this. Except if his wife and daughters were humans and so his work travels are instead selkie shenanigans going out at sea for months on ends, I imagine they’d be selkies too… Did they get separated? Die? Is Chilchuck’s cowl in this one Flertom’s fur? :(   Once more mentioning sea shanties Chilchuck btw, Roll the Old Chariot comes to mind… Ooough Song of the Sea from the movie that he sung to his daughters <33 I’m fine

With the researcher angle actually being pushed there are interesting plots and scenes you could think of obvi, but uh we kind of went off on the fisherman Chil Marcille selkie AU instead haha. It’d be cute if she ends up teaching him how to live on land in the end. Dresses him up like a funky lil guy. I went with tallman Chil when drawing it and selkie Marcille’s more elf-like, and for selkie Chil I’d imagine it’s the reverse where she’s tallman-like and he still looks like a halfling… Sea-related AUs are my weak spot <33

No matter how you turn it, Marcille is the instigator lol. Selkie Marcille: this little man… I want to know more about this human! Selkie Chilchuck = tries to avoid everything but this Marcille keeps chasing him! It’s her job to, Chilchuck minds his business!! He sees a sliver of something weird out at night? Not his job nope keep your nose out of that it’ll only bring you trouble. It’d have to really itch him at him for him to crack I think… Honestly he’d make a great lovecraftian horror protagonist lol. We love a girl with no chill and her nose in everyone’s business

Shout to to @dayundying, @cabinette, @soappox and @lucky-fydraws!! These people were there for the brainstorming and the writing of the scripture…

[distortedsoup]

willow and wilson as foils

copy-pasted directly from discord, apologies for any poor formatting

i think willow has a lot of interesting parallels with wilson, or at least the Correct Wilson Fanon (lol)

they both have very intense fixations on One Subject. for wilson, it's the Concept of science. not necessarily actual science, but being able to point at something and say it is Very Scientific.

for willow, it's fire. for both of them, these fixations are a manifestation of desiring control over their life and circumstances, and have brought harm to both themselves and the people around them. they are both pretty socially abrasive in different ways.

wilson often comes across as odd or offputting, can be too blunt and uncomfortable. willow is brash, rude, and generally contains all the softness of a sea urchin. both of them struggle with sanity and have been frequently dubbed as insane in one way or another, or otherwise severely mentally ill. bonus points for when wilson's instability causes people to consider him a threat. i think they're friends . um

they don't seem like people who would get along because wilson prides himself on being orderly (or at least having the perception of orderliness) and willow is walking chaos, but i think they see themselves in each other to some degree. they recognize the way their lives mirror each other's, even if they ended up in such different directions

it's especially interesting to me when thinking about how wilson is a gentleman scientist, independantly wealthy, dropped out of uni because he just Didn't Like The Vibes (and definitely wasnt expelled. for. um. checks notes. explosions) and willow has been dirt poor her whole life

willow is uncomfortable with making herself presentable because she doesn't think its possible and she doesn't really like the idea of people truly enjoying her company or being gentle with her. wilson seems obsessed with how he is percieved and maintaining the character of a Good Scientist who is Very Smart and Professional, desperate to please

there's just a lot of really interesting stuff going on in how they parallel one another and work as a dynamic

and unfortunately i think a lot of people miss it. especially when they're just looking for "tee hee ship" or view her strictly through the lens of his counterpart. which, don't get me wrong, i think she's a great counterpart to wilson in the same way maxwell is a great counterpart to wilson, but she has her own identity and character outside of that. people usually can realise that with maxwell, but with her its harder (cause she's a woman)

[ponydoodles]

ahem time for a little question roundup (¬‿¬)

THANK YOU!! yes fanart is always allowed hehe

im gonna say generally no, we'd prefer if you ask the mod who drew the image you wanna edit instead, or better yet, just ask if they have a transparent version you can use! all our contact info is in the carrd, or you can send an ask off anon and the intended mod can answer it privately :] we have a lot of artists here and we all have different opinions on this stuff so i cant really give a yes or no answer !

ill copy paste our messages from our discord lawl mod nebula: mine is steve x discord

mod cottonskittles: see i like uncommon m6 x bg character ships like pinkie x muffins but m6 ships feel so inherently not obscure to me lmao, celestia x raven is a fun one though her lil assistant, i also really like muffins x golden harvest but idk if thats obscure or just old 😭 i swear it used to be semi common but like no one but me ships it anymore

mod ko: Mine is by far Kimono x Wysteria, I don’t even remember WHY I started shipping it as a kid but I did and now I’m in love

mod birdie: i have a ship so obscure that i am LITERALLY the only person who ships it, candy apple x sombra

mod treat: mine is ditzy x sunburst :3

mod sunrise: HMMM probably Twi x Vinyl Scratch if mane 6 ones count, if not umm.. Celestia x Cheerilee? Does that count? I don’t see many fans of it but I may just be in the wrong circles :P

mod fiesta: maybe candance/shining/sunburst/starlight? i just think they should all kiss

mod salem: Applejack and lightning dust/moondancer for me lol

mod murmurs: I rlly like cadence x zecora :]

maybe it was an old invite? idk! heres a new one just in case >:] https://discord.gg/8QRdekZRxV

yes! even if youv'e seen something similar requested before feel free to send it in :3 a different mod might want to draw it or add a fun spin on it or something! and tbh weve drawn so many requests at this point if we limited it to unique reqs i dont think wed have many at all LOL

-mod treat

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

u can never have too many au ideas (aka the cursed-sun/moon au)

(im copy n pasting this from discord bc im lazy sorry y'all fsjhf)

other au idea: Sun is a ruler or lord in a fantasy world or smthn and Moon is the form he's been Cursed into turning into each night. Reader is a low-tier magic-weilder (who has a secret past that involves smthn rlly Bad and they used to have a reasonable amount of respectability in th community but now theyre shunned and cant get a job anywhere and also has a big scar and/or only one eye lol) who's one remaining ability is the ability to lift minor curses or plagues. Sun has been searching for someone who can 'bless' the curse of Moon (or whatever is making Moon be nasty murderous bloodthirsty man) for ages but mages r rare and most of them spend maybe one night trying to cure Moon before either getting got or being scared into getting tf outta there

so eventually word reaches Sun of a mage who's been looking for work, with the only catch being that they arent very powerful and no one has much to say abt them, and Sun, who has burnt every single thread he has trying to find a mage, is like GOOD ENOUGH CALL THEM HERE

and reader is like 'oh shit this is potentially a rlly good job, the only catch is that i have to deal w a demon possessed guy thats like twice my height and three times as strong,,' and like. bc they have Zero Options and also feel like their life has run itself into th ground and there is little left for them/no way to get themselves out of their Issues, they r like 'yeah sure its gonna take a while bc i can only perform minor magic but i'll do whatever i can to see that this curse is delt with'

and instead of trying to face Moon head on, they start with just kinda,, getting to know him. he's kept chained/locked away in a chamber every night to keep ppl safe, but every night reader goes into the chambers, sits at a tea table just out of his reach, and just. talks with him

they dont entertain his trying to mess w them, taunting, cruelty, etc, but they talk when there's the chance for standard conversation. at first it's hell bc Moon is a little shit and he never cooperates. he never answers questions, he spends the entire night threatening to tear them apart and savor their insides, etc. they bring him a cup of tea every night, and every time he smashes the cup and throws the pieces at them

ok well point is eventually Moon starts to mellow out around them, will actually sit and have conversation with them, one day is like 'you think i dont know what youre doing?? youre just trying to bore me into falling for ur trap so u can kill me. i like ur style but its not gonna work >:3'

and reader is like 'i literally do not have enough magic to kill a toad let alone a whole entire possessed person' and moon is like ',, huh. so what IS ur goal here??' and reader is like 'i want to lift ur curse for both u and Sun's sakes. i gave u my word, and i will follow through, at the very least to clear my own conscience of a past sin'

and so eventually Moon, out of curiosity, and later bc he likes spending time with reader, starts letting them cast the healing magic on him, breaking the curse little by little every night

and at the same time all this is happening, reader is spending mornings and evenings with Sun and keeping him up to date on how the process is going and, eventually, becoming the person he turns to when he's stressed or tired or rlly just wants company

and idk smthn smthn eventually both of them rlly want Reader and they dont know how to act so they just b making fools of themselves but reader is a dumbass so theyre just confused

(Moon absolutely tells Reader abt every 'oh man i rlly wanna kiss kiss snuggle smooch the mage rn' thought Sun has during the day but Reader is so used to Moon being a little shit n making shit up to mess with them that they r just like ._. )

the plot twist part,,

(the secret dark past that reader is hiding is that they used to be a local mage for a nearby town who was known and respected for giving 'blessings' to ppl for small fees but one day for Reasons, they cast a curse upon someone and one of the biggest no-no's a mage can do is Curse someone so the town practically rioted, tore them down from their pedestal, called upon another mage to strip reader of their magic, and then cast them out)

(rn im considering the idea that the person reader Cursed is Vanny, who, because of her own curse, eventually went on to be the one who cursed Sun and Moon)

[despina-x]

Smthn I wrote

Don't mind the formatting, I was copy pasting this snippet onto Discord lol

This is lore for @lost-sunburst

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**Venomshank**: You are not my son.

**Sunburst**: … I’m not.

**Venomshank**: Hm. I belong to this universe, but you belong somewhere else. *He gently places a gloved hand on Sunburst’s shoulder. His touch is so familiar, his voice is so familiar---everything about him is familiar, but this deity is not Sunburst’s.*

**Venomshank**: Where do you come from, little fledging?

**Sunburst**: *He swallows thickly, hands curling into fists.* I-- I don’t know. I don’t remember. I don’t have my memories.

**Venomshank**: Ahh. What *do* you remember?

**Sunburst**: Uhm… *He has to think for a long moment. His eyebrows furrowed in concentration.* Waking up alone, covered in stardust. What I assumed was my home was corrupted and destroyed.

**Venomshank**: What happened to your Swords?

**Sunburst**: My.. Swords?

**Venomshank**: Your gods, like me. *To elaborate, he steps back. Draws his divine rapier and his horns glow a radioactive, powerful green.*

**Sunburst**: *His eyes widen as a flicker of something flashes in his mind. He tries to chase it, but it’s gone before he can say anything, remember a single detail.*

**Sunburst**: I feel like I know. I *do*, I just can’t… remember.

**Venomshank**: Peculiar. *He sheathed his sword and folds his hands behind his back. He turns away from Sunburst to look out his balcony.*

**Venomshank**: I assume that you came here to try and spark your memory.

**Sunburst**: That’s what I've been doing for who knows how long. *A sorrowful sigh escapes his lips as he joins Venomshank, resting his forearms on the balcony railing and leaning forward. The breeze rustles his hair and tattered cape; his fiery eyes sweep over the god’s lush domain.* I’ve been traveling every universe possible in order to unlock any memory.

**Venomshank**: How has that fared?

**Sunburst**: *He groans.* Terrible. I’ve only gotten sparks of memories that leave too quickly.

**Sunburst**: *He rubs his face, basically claws at it.* I really hate existing like this all of the time. Knowing in every universe there’s a version of me living with memories, happy or sad, and I’m left with this battered body and empty skull. *His voice goes soft, broken-hearted, tired.* I can’t keep going like this.

**Venomshank**: …

**Venomshank**: Little fledging. If you keep looking back, you will never see what is in front of you.

**Sunburst**: *He looks over at Venomshank.* What?..

**Venomshank**: You talk about the past like an obsession, like it is all you have. It’s as if you’re going to let your mysterious origins define you.

**Sunburst**: ..

**Venomshank**: Look in the present. You have been to countless universes, have made plenty of friends, and have made new memories for you to look back upon. Is that not as important? Is that not worth living for, being given a life full of adventure with friends from countless stories?

**Sunburst**: … *He looks away.*

**Sunburst**: I get what you’re saying. I do. It just.. bothers me. Hurts.

**Venomshank**: Hurts?

**Sunburst**: It hurts… in a way that I don’t have my own universe to come home to. Everyone I knew is gone. I don’t even know what their fates were. And whenever I visit new universes and have adventures and meet new people… I’m reminded of what I’ve lost. I don’t remember, but my heart does. It aches like no pain I’ve ever experienced. *His leather-gloved hand rests on his chestplate, right over his heart.* I want to have what your son has, Venomshank. I want a mentor and a father, I want to have a group of friends, I want to Phight just for the hell of it, I want to have a proper home and a universe that isn’t shattered for reasons unknown.

**Sunburst**: I. I don’t… *He’s tearing up.* I don’t want to be alone anymore.

**Venomshank**: …

**Venomshank**: *Wordlessly, the god turns and opens his arms. He engulfs the younger demon in a hug.*

**Sunburst**: !...

**Venomshank**: *He speaks quietly.* It is okay, little fledgling.

*[Sparks. Sparks form into a fire, and that fire grows into an unstoppable image.

A figure hugging Sunburst, hushed whispers that he can’t quite make out being spoken into his ear. Then the figure pulls away.

Venomshank. His Venomshank. Battered and bruised, bleeding emerald tears all over and breaths raspy. *His father*.

’I’ll be back. Stay here with Stargazer.’

He’s gone before Sunburst can respond. The image blurs to another figure pulling Sunburst close. Someone dressed in blue and white, clothes tattered and body covered in ash.

’I’m here, Sword. Just stay with me.’

The fire burns out, leaving the memory looping in Sunburst’s head.]*

**Sunburst**: Rocket…?

**Venomshank**: *He pulls away, confused.* Rocket?

**Sunburst**: *As he snaps out of his gaze, voices are heard from inside the mansion. His attention snaps back to full focus, wings immediately spreading out of protective instinct.*

**Venomshank**: *He turns to the slightly ajar balcony doors.* My son is back.

**Sunburst**: I-- I must go. Thank you for having me, Venomshank. *His wings spread to full extent, and he flies out before Venomshank can call out after him.*

**Venomshank**: !

**Venomshank**: … *He gazes into the distance as Sunburst is seen bursting a trail of stardust and disappearing from Venomshank’s domain---and foreseeably, this universe. He’s left staring as Sword pops out, grinning like a madman.*

**Sword**: Father! The Phight is going to start, are you coming or not?

**Venomshank**: Yes… Yes I am.

**Venomshank**: *With a lingering gaze, the god turns away and heads back inside with his son.*

[one-and-a-half-yikes]

I did say I would write metas for Inky Mystery and I am delivering on that promise lol

Copy & Pasted from discord gc

TDLR @ bottom

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rethinking my stance on Cuphead's character arc after that last chapter dropped. And, now that Fanny and Cuphead are definitely no longer friends after...*that* I'm gonna rethink everything I said here about this whole "Fanny 'likes' Cuphead" situation

so Cuphead's character arc is leaning towards personhood...or individuality I guess is a better way to put it. And I might be a fucking idiot for just now noticing that but whatever lol. I think after thinking through last chapter it really dawned on me how much of Cuphead's...idk existence? Is predicated on what role he thinks he needs to play at any moment. Sometimes he's Cuphead the Thug and other times he's Cuphead the Assassin and other times he's Cuphead the Protector. And he's constantly switching between these three roles at any given moment because Cuphead doesn't really *have* a sense of self any more. Like, it's gone. If his identity is no longer solely revolving around "the mission" or "assignment" he was given by Hat or the Devil, then it's the Quest or rather, the Questers that his identity revolves around. Looking at Cuphead's character arc now, in comparison to Mugman's I think this is why it feels as if Cuphead is almost regressing/ improving at times. Because his central internal conflict is going to be more focused on who is Cuphead? As an individual. What are his goals, ambitions, and desires? What does he want from life, what will be Cuphead's reason for living?

The biggest issue Cuphead is having is resorting to escapism to stave off whatever is bothering him and his need to connect his self worth towards playing a role in someone else's story. For Holly, he's playing the role of Cuphead the Protector and that means keeping her as far from him as he can because if he's to protect her that's what he needs to do. He'll, even back during the gala chapters when Cuphead was envisioning a future with him and Holly, it was still about *Holly* achieving success, making her dreams come true, and following her ambitions. What was Cuphead in this future? Cuphead the Supporter of course, someone who sits on the sidelines watching others succeed while he stagnates. With Fanny, the role he plays is being her detective sidekick; sure, he's just as interested to a degree in Vicious's past but that's not the main reason he joined Fanny on her side quest was it? With the Questers as a whole, it's a mixture of both Cuphead the Thug, the Friend, and the Protector. There is something to be said about how dehumanizing the whole thing is. How seeing yourself as labels holds someone back from their greater potential. In Cuphead's case I don't know what that potential is but it exist within him and it's only gonna come out if starts to see himself as a whole individual rather than just the role he thinks he needs to fulfill at any given moment.

We see this kind of get called out more than a few times, though sparsely. The Labyrinth chapter just happened to bring all of this to a head, showing the extent of which placing these labels upon Cuphead have affected him while also showing from Mugman's perspective how Cuphead has slowly over time lost his sense of self. His hobbies, his interests, his goals, his dreams, his ambitions. So consumed with guilt for the past, and no hope for himself and his future outside of keeping Mugman safe he doesn't really know what he wants. He doesn't know what to do with himself anymore, where he wants to go. Who he wants to be. Cuphead hasn't thought about these things in such a long time since he was a child, back when he knew who he was and who he wanted to be. He had ambitions back then, things he wanted to do. He wanted to move up in the world. Be something.

That talk with Lily is the step towards him fully realizing how he's given up so much of himself including his personhood and individuality that he has nothing left, all because of the mission; of his regrets and guilt keeping him from moving forward. And how he continues to deny himself the ability to be a whole person because of his guilt and self-sacrificial nature. To allow himself to feel comfort, safety...love. The biggest thing that could happen with Cuphead's character arc in relation to Colly is coming to the realization that he's hurting himself as much as he's hurting Holly, denying himself the joys of life not just because of his work, but because deep down a part of him believes he isn't allowed to have those things. Because he's only Cuphead the Thug, Cuphead the Assassin, Cuphead the Protector, and there's no room for anything else when you play those roles. He needs to learn to strip himself of those roles if he wants any chance to move forward in the same way Mugman has. To find his individuality. His purpose, his ambition, his drive.

Obviously I'm talking about Holly. But not in a way where she personally helps him discover this. It's more indirect than that. Especially with Holly's character arc being in direct conflict with Cuphead's goals, but in a good way cause it's what he needs.

Holly feels like a burden on the group and doesn't like being on the sidelines unable to help in any significant way. She wants to learn to fight to fend for herself and help others in the process without feeling like collateral. Holly is also starting to grow into her confidence once again *without* Cuphead being present for it which is great because that's what's needed for both of them. To grow separately rather than having a heavy influence on the others arc.

TDLR; Cuphead's character arc is about individuality and finding his purpose again in life. Some Colly is briefly thrown in there but that is the gist of what I'm talking about.

Was gonna include some stuff about Fanny's character arc where that was going given how she just accidentally ruined her friendship with Cup. And previously in my discord gc I had speculated that her arc would be forwarded by Cuphead, or at least that he'd play a role in it, but obviously that's not the case anymore. I'll have to make a separate post about it I think when more Fanny chapters come out-

[chestnut-trotter]

Diabolik Lovers PSVita Emulation

This is a tutorial on how to emulate and play on your own the following Diabolik Lovers titles:

Diabolik Lovers Haunted Dark Bridal - Limited V Edition (with fan-translated english patch)

Diabolik Lovers More Blood - Limited V Edition (with fan-translated english patch)

Diabolik Lovers Vandead Carnival

Diabolik Lovers Dark Fate

Diabolik Lovers Lunatic Parade

Diabolik Lovers Lost Eden

Before we start, the first thing you'll need is something to emulate these games on. If you have one already, great!! For those who don't, I reccomend you use Vita3k. Download it here: https://vita3k.org

Unzip the vita3k folder you just downloaded (If you don't have a program to do this, I reccommend WinRAR. [just download it, no need to buy it] But I'm sure any will do)

Open the Vita3k.exe file to install it

Follow the installation instructions

When prompted to install firmware and font files please do so, don't skip by pressing next. You can find them here: firmware and font.

Select the install button for each, and then select said files from your downloads when prompted.

Click next when you have installed both. On the next page, click next again after selecting settings and preferences.

Now close Vita3k down and reopen it again.

You are ready to install some Dialover games XD

(if you run into any issues just DM me via either tumblr or discord)

NoPayStation has the PKG for all the above games.

Select the game you wish to download (click the name, it should open a pop-up window)

Then download the PKG file

Keep this pop-up window open, you'll need it for later.

Once done, in Vita3k, click file > install .pkg. Then select it what you just downloaded.

It will ask to verfiy the PKG, so you can select either work.bin OR zRIF.

If you chose work.bin: download the work.bin file from the game's pop-up in NoPayStation. then select it when prompted in Vita3k.

If you chose zRIF: copy the zRIF key from the popup window from before. (make sure you select the whole thing, it's quite long). Paste the key where prompted to in Vita3k.

The game should now install (if it hovers around 60-70% for a while don't stress)

Now, if you're installing either HDB or MB, keep reading, otherwise, you should be good to play the game :)

Here are the english patch links for both games: HDB english patch link MB english patch link

Inside Vita3k, right-click on the game you just installed, press Open folder > Application > data. Now replace the GAME.cpk with the one you just downloaded. (it has the english translation in it)

Close Vita3k again, then reopen it.

You are now ready to play Diabolik Lovers

Gatekeepers of the english fan-translation patch be damned. If Daisuke Iwasaki won't release an offical english version of Diabolik Lovers (and a Chinese one instead apparently 😭) then I'm emulating his damn game. I've bought a bunch of offical merch anyway, not like I haven't supported the company lol.

Happy gaming my fellow vampire enthusiasts :3

[sillybayo]

Can't sleep. Time for me to elaborate on this

Notes:

-This is a copy and pasted ramble from discord with some tweaks now that I'm further into the game. This was originally written when I have only just started the third semester arc, and even now, I haven't finished the game. So no spoilers in the reposts or comments please :(! If you want a good idea of where I am, then I've only just started the actual change of heart mission

-The characters discussed in this ramble are high schoolers and below the age of 20. I don't know how old they are in strikers or in any other spin off, and I do not plan on playing them. So please do not leave any gross comments about them, I will only block you. (If you're familiar with my rgu rambles then this isn't anything like them,, I'm just annoying and scaring away half the fandom)

-Warning for a lot of ableism in the school system and beyond

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Ok so its like. How ableism in school effects people in different ways and how to cope with it. This is semi headcanony? I don't know how bonkers of a statement it is? Basically its like Ryuji being mentally + physically disabled and constantly trying to fight for the best. Makoto is mentally disabled and masks for adults approval and just accepts how things are. Sumire could VERY easily be read as physically disabled I don't think I need to explain it that much. Neither of the phantom thieves fit into society in some way or another but with those three its a much more of a like. They will never fit in kind of thing.

Something that stands out to me the most is how Makoto is the only one who understands Ryujis "dumb moments".

(Sorry for the weird combination of video and screenshots. Tumblr is weird)

I don't reallyyyyyyyyyyy read it as "Makoto is smarter than everyone else which is how she even begins to get him". Its more like she actually understands. She gets it.

Like lets be for eel. Makoto was basically pressured into working super hard. Theres no way she struggles with it that is only and simply in the "everyone wants me to appeal to their expectations" way.

She is smart but I feel like her studying hard is something she forces herself to do with the weight of ableism on her shoulders, which only makes it harder. I'm not sure if I'm making sense???? but Ryuji and Makoto can easily be read as having adhd. Ryuji as the typical LOL RANDOM 🤪 boy that inconveniences everyone whos actually really tired and struggling really badly and working as hard as he can. Makoto can be read as "oh, no, she isn't disabled :). She acts normal" when she really is and it pushed to the limits and can't fight against it and create a better school experience for herself because of how everyone just denies it.

Theres also Sae actively trying to make sure Makoto gets the recognition she deserves. Yes, this is because Makoto is a girl in a world where men control everything. But I personally feel like theres also this intersectionality of misogyny and ableism, which only means Makoto has to work even harder and has more weight on her shoulders.

Additionally, adhd is already ignored when it comes to girls having it, because to society, its mainly a boys thing where they jump up and down and run everywhere. Girls aren't thought to have adhd because not only do they have to mask harder to be taken seriously, but also because society ignores other symptoms and just views them as normal or not as much of an inconvenience to them personally and not to the person who actually has the disability.

You can also VERY EASILY add the idea of Makoto being japanese into all of the intersectionality stuff. Mental disorders are even HARDER to get diagnosed when you're colored,, and nobody cares until its too late. East asian readers who live/have lived in east asia are completely free to add on to this and correct me, as I don't know what it would be like when the mass majority of people you're surrounded by everyday are the same race as you, as you wouldn't have to deal with stereotypes or the system being against you (unless I am wrong :<!), but I still feel like this is DEFINITELY worth mentioning

I'm not physically disabled (I suppose? Saying this because of depression aches but they likely don't count) so I can't really be as personal about Ryujis leg and Sumires,,,,,, everything. I feel like Sumire could be read as having an invisible disability thats not taken seriously. Something something internalized ableism something something the school being so hard on her is making everything worse something something chasing to be someone else when in the end it'll never work.

Even with Sumire becoming Kasumi just because she can't imagine living as "her murderer", theres something about living as someone with different privileges and expectations than you. Theres something about not being able to be "as good" as them, especially when everyone thinks you are them. Theres something about having to struggle with something that no one can see. "This is Kasumi, not Sumire. So why is she failing so much?"

Theres also something about Ryujis "perfect world" being focused on his leg healing. Yes, hes a part of the track team again. But they aren't really the focus. Think of characters like Sumires dad, Mika, and Shibusawa. They have character portraits/sprites. While this doesn't 100% mean that they're important, it does make you remember them better. It establishes their personalities better and they're mentioned quite a bit.

Meanwhile, the side characters in Ryujis social links are just known as, well, "the track team" and "the coaches". They do have names, but, please be honest with yourself, do you remember them? And they don't have actual sprites either. Just typical modules.

Meanwhile, when you go up and talk to Ryuji, Akira/Ren/The Protagonist doesn't ask about the team or anything. Its about Ryujis leg (and also how they met I guess which is quite romantic but thats not relevant). And its normal to wish your disability wasn't there at all. I wish so everyday. Its a very common experience, especially when your disability is a roadblock to achieving your dreams.

It kind of makes me think of Maruki as........kind of ableist? At least in the context of this headcanon. Because all he is doing is encouraging Sumire and Ryuji to conform into an identity that they'll never truly be, which only hurts them more in the end.

(If any physically disabled readers than to add onto this or correct something then feel free to! I'd love to hear it :3)

Basically what I'm saying is that these three specifically should come together and kiss. And snuggle. Maybe make out a little. Maybe burn down shujin. I came up with a ship name for them (niijimoyoshizawa) but as you can see, its ass. So theres that.

Even if you don't end up shipping them,, then I hope you imagine them being sweet friends to each other,, or that I've gave you a different perspective on their arcs

[iamamythologicalcreature]

Pitch Manor Progress (which is sort of like Six Sentence Sunday but also not)

It's still Sunday for five more minutes, here. SO....

Okay, I haven't written anything on the Haunting of Simon Snow in awhile. But I have been working on my floor plan for Pitch Manor, which is more than tangentially related to the potential progress of that fic. And today's a rough one for me, so I'm going to post about it like it's progress so I might feel a tad better. Ahem.

OKAY. SO. I've been working on a floor plan for Pitch Manor for... pretty much forever and a day. I ran into trouble when I was writing chapter 2 of Haunting and Simon (Construction Worker!Simon) began to describe the house. I realized... I had no idea what he was describing.

(Warning, there is a long winded geeky ramble ahead. It's just how I do things. Ahem.)

What was supposed to be a quick "let's find a floor plan that I can just copy with some minor adjustments" project has since turned into my special interest project. As a history nerd, that means a lot of research, looking at dozens of floor plans for other houses ranging in origination from the 16th century to the 20th (and probably a few older than even that, since a ton of religious buildings were repurposed into estates. Think Downton *Abbey*.)

But this past week, I feel I've really pushed through a lot of the issues I kept running into. (I've ridiculously been trying to make it as true to the descriptions in Carry On as possible, and something that fits the purposes of my fic, which of course I have envisioned in many, sometimes incompatible, ways.) I've had to make some "this or that, you can't have both" choices, but I'm finally happy with the basic shape and layout.

Whew.

Just for funsies, here's a cross section snippet of my floor plan WIP. It's pretty messy still, but I'm still excited LOL

And (finally), instead of six sentences, I will instead offer you all six tidbits of information about Pitch Manor, as I've envisioned it:

There are four (4!) different sitting rooms. Because the aristocracy just loved their sitting rooms. (Parlor, Withdrawing room, Drawing room, and Reception/Receiving room.)

There is a ballroom. Try and stop me.

The original manor house was built in the 17th century, and has been refurbished and updated a few times.

The most extensive refurbishment happened in the 19th century, which is how it gained its current stylings. (Baz is a freaking troll and I love him for it. The most popular architectural style in the Victorian era was "Gothic Revival." "It's not Gothic; it's Victorian." Hah.)

Some rooms were added on during the Victorian refurbishment, including a Smoking room. They were very popular at that time.

The largest room in the house isn't the ballroom. It's the library. (It's two stories. Try and stop me.)

(I do hope to release the floorplans into the fandom wild after they're complete, in case anyone else wants to make use of them.)

I want to ramble more. But it's almost midnight. Sooo.... Gratitude and hellos under the cut!

Thank you to @blackberrysummerblog, @shrekgogurt, @rimeswithpurple, @thewholelemon, @monbons,

and @cutestkilla for the tags. I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone is working on!

Thank you also to those of you who have willingly (I hope) listened to me ramble on about this damned project of mine for ages. Because boy howdy, do I ramble. @cutestkilla, @hushed-chorus, @artsyunderstudy, @youarenevertooold, @ic3-que3n,

@best--dress, @monbons, and @mooncello. It's good there are a few of you, that way no single poor soul has to bear the full weight of my obsession special interest. (If anyone reading this actually wants to join these ranks, hit me up on Discord XD)

Thanks also to everyone that has tagged me even when it's been ages in between progress posts from me. I appreciate being kept in the loop on what you all are up to creatively!

Hellos and howdies to @noblecorgi @bookish-bogwitch @that-disabled-princess @bazzybelle @messofthejess

@imagineacoolusername @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @prettygoododds @emeryhall @ileadacharmedlife

@valeffelees @fiend-for-culture @bubble-gumhead @brilla-brilla-estrellita @aristocratic-otter

@j-nipper-95 @whatevertheweather @ivelovedhimthroughworse @drowninginships @alexalexinii

@facewithoutheart @angelsfalling16

[goshikko]

I ain’t gonna lie, these past couple of weeks since I’ve talked more with other Mahito fans in a Discord server, I’ve grown to love Junpei Yoshino more than I did before. (All thanks to @ebbing-terror)

When I first watched JJK Episode 9 when he and Mahito first appeared, I did love Junpei, but I didn’t care TOO MUCH about his character. However, I do relate to him when it comes to bullying and being hyperfixated over an interest (and understandably hating school and humans for A LOT of reasons), which are part of why I liked him and his reserved personality. I did felt bad when Mahito killed him, but I still think he was so stupid and naive for falling for him like that. (Poor boy doesn’t know any better to trust his instincts… 🥺) LOL

NOW… I love Junpei even more to the point where I came up with an AU where he’s still alive and I ship him with my heart demon cursed spirit OC who is now named Kuroai Shoshin (NOTE: Aiko and Kuroai are not blood related. They are a curse species of Heart Demons like how animals are.) She didn’t have a name at first when I first drew her because Kuroai wasn’t important to what I have in mind headcanonically for JJK and my OCs (Mostly cursed spirit OCs, Aiko, Noguri, and Umiyuu).

**The black-red heart demon cursed spirit is Kuroai Shoshin! 🫀🖤 The other two are still considered! And of course, bottom girl is Aiko Shoshin (Heian Aiko before she got rebirthed).**

In this AU, Kuroai got summoned and rebirthed by someone who was messing with another copy of “The Forbidden Book of Heart Demons” (Like what Geto did to summon and rebirth Aiko). The guy wanted to summon a heart demon for the sake of a “better replacement than finding a real woman” (Eventually he got killed because Kuroai dislikes his personality, his nasty smell, and overall, everything about him). Ever since then, she’s been running around the cities of Japan (Mostly Tokyo, which I assume is where Junpei lives at) to run away from the overwhelming encounters of humans and in a secluded area where Junpei was alone, that’s when she first met Junpei (while in a maid dress because I think it’s a funny idea). Ever since that day, she’s obsessively in love and seductive over him (She loves shy, timid, weak, nerdy/geeky boy losers who would submit to her dominant and teasing behavior. She finds them cute and it’s her type of man.) Junpei eventually got to know her and understand her better, introduced her to his interests in movies, and he’s used to her teasing/bullying him (Not like the kind of bullying from his school, but more like flirtatious teasing). He also doesn’t mind teaching and explaining to Kuroai how do humans do things. Since Kuroai is a cursed spirit, she’s not gonna obviously know everything, unless her cute little loser, Junpei teaches her the ways of how humans do things. (To clarify, Kuroai hates humans as much as Junpei does, but she trust him because she can sense that he’s different... And she knows he’s her type. ;3 🖤 She also teases/bullies him like how Nagatoro bullies her senpai).

Anyways, I just thought of rambling about my Junpei x Kuroai JJK AU since I’m starting to love Junpei more than before and one of my Heart Demon OCs is into weak humans who are shy, timid, and nerdy/geeky so I just thought it’d be cute to ship them in an AU in JJK (Also to clarify: Mahito and Aiko are still together in this AU, but Aiko is unaware that her old friend is rebirthed nor does she remember anything about her unless she touches her to regain her memories of associating with Kuroai back in the Heian period. Kuroai has a strong memory so she remembers Aiko and knows mostly everything about her even if she looks different. However, in this AU, Kuroai doesn’t forgive her for agreeing with Sukuna’s orders on challenging Aiko’s love for him by dealing with him emotionally and mentally. Therefore, she wants rebirth Aiko dead because she thought she was the reason that heart demons are extinct in the Jujutsu world, when really Sukuna was the one who wiped their species entirely).

[fort-cozy-mcblanket]

Why do you really like Amy so much? Is there an emotional attachment? Does she remind you of someone/something? Is she just really hot?

Like, all of the above. You have seen Amy, right? lol

Someone asked me this once a long time ago on discord and I'm just gonna straight up copy/paste my response from there. Here:

Admittedly, I kind of have a thing for the brainy brunette trope. If there's a smart girl with dark hair and glasses, most likely she's The Favorite. I also really like characters who are weird and have no filter for their weirdness. Like that's just who they are and it's never occurred to them to try to be someone else. It's a quality I admire. Beyond that, though, I find her really interesting. The show plays it off for laughs, but she clearly went through a lot of trauma growing up. Her extreme intelligence combined with her strict upbringing kept her alienated from her peers most of her life. Every attempt to make friends previously was either ruined by her overbearing mother or met with bullying. And yet, she persevered. I think it could have been very easy for her experiences growing up to turn her mean and bitter, but they didn't. She still clearly loves the world and wants to connect with others. Sheldon was the first person to accept her exactly as she was, and not only that but stand up for her too. It was such a joy to see her finally have these relationships she'd been denied and grow as a character through them. Also I just think she's kind of badass and I like that. She's exceedingly smart, incredibly resilient, dissects brains for a living, won a Nobel Prize in a field that isn't even hers, and won Sheldon's heart when other characters weren't even sure he had one. Amy's absolutely the best and I love her so much. In conclusion, I'm crying. Thanks for reading.

[acuar-io]

Please don’t judge me it’s 3am and I’m just thinking of my blorbos

Just copying and pasting what I said in my discord cus I want to talk to u all abt it

But I wanted to talk about three specific OCs I’ve had since I was like…7. First I want to say I was obsessed with inuyasha and just anime in general lsksoslslsx definitely was a little weeb 💀 thank fuckijg god that passed but I had made 3 characters up in my head

Rei, Emiko and I honestly forgot the third characters original name 😭 I named him Yuel (yes I stole that name from a final fantasy character lol)

You kno how like in vampire knight (if you’ve watched that anime LMAO) there’s a stoic guy and then the tsundere type guy? Yea my guys are like that.

And emiko is the MC while the guys are the love interests.

My lore and story for these characters always changed in my head.💀 they were royalty, in a school setting like OHSHC or in like ancient Japan times.

As a kid I printed out photos of random anime characters as my face claims for these characters OXLSLXLSLDLS

I really want to rework these characters because they were all Japanese and pale skin bc I was 7 and that’s what all anime characters looked like so in my head they were Japanese and pale as well lol.

Do y’all have OCs from your childhood and were any of them cringey?