#also yes bee socks

[youjustwaitsunshine]

last post before getting back to work but look at my cute new docs

[jamiethebeeart]

Putting under readmore bc I hate seeing my cosplay stuff while scrolling my art blog (Spinner):

Anyways?????

These do not feel like the same character agdjsjsgdj

Like visually... Obviously 2 different moods here... I'm just referencing that I have basically all the same parts in both but the execution is so wildly different (please ignore the fact these are screenshots lmao)

Anyways I absolutely have to jump into Spinner again soon because I barely got any spinaraki drafts and I /have/ to push the spinaraki agenda however I can... Actually I barely got any drafts at all lmao and was struggling during this filming session (on right)

[epersonae]

Sweater!

Time for something nice I think! Please reblog this post with a picture of that silly little craft you're doing to stay sane.

[ineedjesusverymuch]

Diabolik lovers headcanons pt. 3 (even more stuff)

Hi, it's been a while, no? Even though I feel a bit like I'm screaming into an empty void, I do enjoy writing my thoughts down.

The Diabolik Lovers fandom gets smaller and smaller and since just a few blogs are active, I wanted to post more! I know that without Rejet producing more content (that is canon and not "just" new merchlines, even though I deeply love the art), the dl fandom is bound to shrink. But: now, there are a lot of very respectful blogs, which I do enjoy! The toxicity just shrinks a lot on smaller fandoms. And I really love that no slander of Yui is happening!

Now, lets get into the headcanons after my short ramble.

I won't write anything nsfw this time, just a quick psa.

⚠ I'll try to mark anything that could be triggering with this: ❗trigger warning ❗

⚠This post will briefly discuss topics like: parental trauma and childhood trauma.⚠

The topics in this post will be mostly happy or cute (?), asks are always appreciated!

As always, I'll try to be at least a bit true to canon. But... Well.

this time I did not just ramble about Kanato, I think I talked about Laito quite a bit though...

Headcanons under the cut ⬇

First of all: Shu.

Genuinely loves dogs (remember the scene with Yuma? The little puppy? Yes.)

All fluffy dogs are loved, just as all other dogs.

Loveslovesloves Golden retrievers and sheperd dogs. Likes big dogs a bit more than small dogs, more to hug.

Deeply hates toads. Not frogs, toads. He thinks they're quite ugly and hates how big they can get

Shu is Not dumb but being a little fuck by not-obeying-karlheinz's-orders-like-being-good-in-school

Has only socks with terrible obnoxious patterns, like the weirdest psychedelic shit? I'm talking about rainbow colored mushrooms on sunyellow backdrop and comical faces. (Ngl, it's a vibe)

Huuuuge crush on Yuma. He likes his long hair and the fact that Yuma doesn't try to lie to him. Shu likes honest people and Yuma with his blunt approach is amazing for him. Also, he is convinced that Yuma is very simple to understand, nit at all complicated like some other people.

Next in Line is Reiji! What a surprise.

Has a huge collection of Hand cream and lotion. He has those long, slim fingers and his nails are manicured so impeccable that they don't even look real anymore.

Wears only black socks. Its a hassle to sort them since some of them have different lengths or fabrics

Has pet rats. Definitely pet rats.

They're cute and all but he's named ever single one outrageous names like Berthold and Brunhilde, the typical old german names you'd read in very old books.

Reiji Is able to speak not only german, japanese and the demon language but can also speak latin (even though shu is on a much higher level), a bit of French and russian.

Would be the type to do things simply out of sprite. Shu once mentioned not liking blue curtains and now all curtains are blue.

Has an academic rivalry with Ruki. All the other students (including Ruki) think they're flirting, only Reiji is oblivious.

Next: our boy Ayato!

Hates bees with a passion.

Kanato once "gifted" him a box of bees out of spite (the little shit put the whole bee hive in that box), ever since then Ayato runs as soon as humming from a bee can be heard in a ten mile ratio. (Being outside is very exhausting for everyone, himself included)

Very much enjoys shows like Brigderton and say yes to the dress. Loves the drama and the intrigue.

Ayato actually? Doesn't hate his brothers??? He likes to bicker with them, especially his other triplets, but genuinely cares about them. He's just a bit too emotionally stunted on that front (thank you cordelia).

Likes not only takoyaki but also any type of japanese festival food. I'm talking about mochi, dango and tayaki, etc.

the type to have lactose intolerance and ignore it completely to seem "cool"

went on an ice cream date with Yui once and spent the entire night in the bathroom because he was too proud to say no

Actually wears makeup? I'm not talking about full-on glam but a bit concealer and eyeliner. Ayato has red mascara and omfg he looks so good with it???

Laito and he enjoy playing those multiplayer games for nintendo

He has an entire village on animal crossing that is managed by him and Laito together

Next in line: Kanato!

I have made quite long posts about him in the past so I wont elaborate on some things that I already wrote down.

Very skilled at makeup. Like top-level skill. Wears eyeliner, liptint or gloss and glitter under and on his eyes. Light blush is a must-have!

Can crochet and knit but is often too impatient to make bigger projects

Will hyperfocus on things like historical fashion and garments for weeks at a time.

Once was so focused on the black plague that he didn't drink blood for like five weeks and passed out until he was fed some blood

Gremlin.

Has a friendship with Yuma? They plant plants together and since Kanato (canonically) likes apples, Yuma will bring him some after plucking.

Kanato enjoys tea time with Reiji

Kanato also likes to gossip with Laito. Or more like: Laito gossips and Kanato sits next to him and munches on some sweets.

Huge crush on Azusa. (I went into more detail on that in earlier posts but I'll answer any questions on that matter! Feel free to send me asks or prompts!)

He and Ayato have both the same interest for old fairy tales and will read them together on those nights were everything just comes up again

❗Laito will comfort him when Kanato has nightmares and Kanato will be there for Laito, since they went through a bit if the same things even though Laito's was much more intense

Cuddle time with Shu

Quiet time with Subaru

Now Laito!

Can speak a fuckton of languages.

I don't care if its canon but Laito is like B2 Level of French. Is able to discuss theological matters is perfect french.

Can also speak italian like all the triplets but he's also able to speak a bit german, polish and romanian

Friends with Kou! ❗They're really good ffriends and can understand what the other went though. Laito stays often over night at Kou's and they spend the night watching funny movies (Deadpool is Laitos current favourite)

Laito enjoys comics. He likes Marvel and DC a lot!

We know that Laito likes crossword puzzles but like. He's so good at them it's almost frightening. Is able to not only do japanese ones but also french.

So intelligent???

Not only booksmart but also "people smart". He notices the smallest things on people around him, constantly analizes everyone. Knows a lot about medicine and psychology.

Loves learning new things.

Has immense knowledge about the universe, is able to name every single star sign on the sky.

in the games we often see Laito wear casual clothing. My headcanon is that he likes the sort of style skaters usually wear.

Really likes cargo pants since everything fits in all of the pockets

Wears oversized hoodies and shirts

Has those two piercings on his left earlobe but also has a lip piercing on the right lower lip and a septum that he got when he was bored

As soon as he's alone, he let's the perverted fassade fall down. He doesn't smile a lot actually, more along the lines of a serious face most of the time.

It took a bit for him to be able to drop that fake face of his in front of Kou and his other triplets but after some time he got used to not fake being friendly and perverted.

Dropped the infamous "bitch-chan" after some time, now uses Yui's actual name. The -chan stayed though.

Last but not least: Subaru!

has very soft plushies in his coffin

Loves those tiny fluffy bunnies. Lionheads especially!

Very gentle with animals.

Animals love him (#disneyprincesssubaru)

once tried to color his hair, it went horrible and his hair was a patchy muddy color for eight weeks

Wears eyeliner. The black, brush-tip ones

Long eyelashes. They genuinely look fake.

So pretty

Is naturally more fair and frail-looking than some other vampires so he tries to roughen himself up

❗Bruises his knuckles and bites his lips to look more dangerous. Even though the scowl he usually wears is more than enough to ward off anyone who wants to pick a fight...

Also friends with Kou (Kou really collects Sakamakis like pokemons)

Wears black nail polish but it chips off pretty fast due to the gardening Subaru does

Bonding time with Kanato is applying nail polish together

Enjoys playing pool and darts with Shu when his older brother has enough motivation

Knows he is fucked up from all the stuff with his mother and wouldn't be opposed to therapy (at least after some sweet talk from Yui... And a whole lot of promises for new seeds for his garden and a new set of black clothes)

Has a motor bike and it's his entire pride

Polishes it every week and has a lot of clothes for biking

Takes trips to somewhere when he's bored and/or annoyed by his other brothers

does not realize that Kou flirts with him every time they do something together (obliviousness lies in the family)

So! That's it? I guess? Sometime in the future I'll write about the Mukamis too, I promise!

If there's anything you'd like me to write about, just send me an ask.

And to whoever reads this: I appreciate the time you took to read my post and I hope you have an amazing day/night !

you are truly appreciated!

[watarfallar]

Desert snacks anyone?

Scar: You know, you were right. Grian: About what specifically? Because I’m right about a lot of things.

Scar: So Grian, how did your first time cooking dinner go? Grian: Pretty good if I do say so myself. Scar: Oo! Okay, what are we having? Grian: Alright, so for appetizers, we have a potato. Scar: A whole potato? Grian: Yes. And then for the main course, we have grilled cheese sandwiches! Scar: These just look like big slabs of black. Grian: Because that's what they are! Grian: And then for desert, we have chocolate. Scar: These are just chocolate chips? Grian: They sure are! Grian: And then for drinks, we have toast! Grian: *lifts up a glass of blended toast* Bon appetite!

Scar: Can you keep a secret? Grian: Well, I'm good until I meet the next person.

*Scar and Grian are planning to break in somewhere* Scar: We need to distract the guards. Grian: Right. Scar: What are we gonna do? Grian: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes. Scar: Grian: Scar: Deal.

Grian: If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're impressed. Scar: But you do know better.

Grian: I wonder who’s ruining my life. Grian: *looks in the mirror* Grian: So we meet again.

Scar: The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was changing their name to Grian.

Scar: What is the most illegal thing you can do with one gold? Grian: Exchange it for a hundred copper, put them all in a sock, and then beat someone to death with it.

Scar: Vegetable oil is made from vegetables, coconut oil is made from coconuts, so BABY OIL- Grian: CAN'T WE JUST HAVE A NICE FAMILY DINNER FOR ONCE?!

Grian: If I stay in bed I'll be warm. If I get in the shower, I'll also be warm. But the distance between the bed and shower? No. That is not warm.

Grian: A fistfight CAN be romantic. (<-NO BUT THIS IS LITERALLY JUST THE CACTUS FIGHT-)

Scar: Why are you like this?? Grian: I used too much "No More Tears" shampoo as a kid and I haven't felt a single emotion since.

Scar: Are you coming to bed? Grian: I can't. This is important. Scar: What? Grian: Someone is wrong on the internet.

Scar: Just say when. Grian: When. Scar: I- Scar: Now or later? Grian: Oh.

Grian: So what are your political beliefs? Scar, awkwardly trying to impress them: Well, I think Pikachu would be a lot more powerful if he had a gun.

Scar: Kill me nowwwww. Grian: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.

Scar: Everything’s fine, Grian. Grian: Scar, I know your relationship with the english language is strictly casual, but you- I- *deep inhale* ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU WHAT’S NOT FINE.

Scar: I'd make fun of your height but there isn't enough to make fun of.

Scar: If by any chance Grian should attack, just start calmly talking about anything.

Grian: I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.

Grian, making a cup of tea: Yeah, get into that leaf juice, you sexy, sexy bee sauce. Scar: Hey, do you take constructive criticism? Grian: I absolutely fucking do not.

Grian: Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage, you fool! I've been the same height since I was twelve!

Scar, shooing Grian away: Can you go be depressed over there? You’re bumming out my whole area.

Scar: I can’t believe all these people are wearing black. black is supposed to be my thing, they’re all just posers. Grian: Scar, for the last time, we’re at a funeral.

Grian: No problemo! Grian, internally: But it was all problemo.

Grian: I want a trip down memory lane. Scar: *proceeds to grab every warrior cats book they have and sets them in Grian's lap* Scar: I heard you needed these? Grian: YES! ALL OF THEM!

[surfinminho]

Kinktober day 2- caught masturbating w/ Lee know

⤷ warnings: Gn!reader x Sub!Minho masterbation, watching (?)

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It was pathetic, really. You were just in the other room, watching some random show while Minho was lying flat on your bed with your underwear wrapped around his cock.

The pleasure was overwhelming. Stomach sinking in everytime he stroked himself.

As soon as he got home from work, he made a b-line straight to your shared  room. You found it strange yes, but maybe practice didn't go well that day. You get it, it can be stressful.So you opted into leaving him be for a while.

It was getting late and you decided to order food, not knowing if minho was awake. You decided to go to him. You knocked once, twice, before opening the door.

The sight had you shocked, not to say the least. You thought he was sleeping or maybe silently scrolling on his phone.

Minho instead, had his hand down on his cock with your underwear rubbing his tip accordingly.

You saw him pocket your underwear a couple of times, once after he found them on his bed while cleaning another after a while quickie. You also noticed a couple pairs going missing every once in a while.

Did you suspect him? Of course not. Garments like that are easy to loose, like socks. So you never questioned him.

When he notices you walked in, he looks at you and smiles. He turns his head back and starts stroking his cock even faster.

You start slowly walking towards him, closing the door behind you. The food long forgotten.

As you make it to the bed, you decided to situate yourself right besides him. Your hand rests lightly on his right thigh.

"Isn't this something?" You ask while rubbing your hand over the article wrapped around his tip. You see his back arch up a little before going back down.

"You like this don't you." he argues back, knowing you also put up a fight.

You guys never had rules about "not cumming". You thought it didn't matter, but maybe it did.

"Touch yourself again." He didn't realize his hand stopped moving until you told him to start stroking himself again.

He looks directly into your eyes while giving himself languid strokes.

Up and down, up and down. It was mesmerizing. You wanted him to wither away on your bed. Choking out sobs, begging you to let him cum.

"You were the ones stealing this, hm?" you broke the silence, asking the question while slapping the underwear on him.

He gasps before returning to his original demeanor.

"You didn't notice, baby" the nickname was tantalizing. Showing you he still had the upper hand. Though that wasn't apart of your 'plan' you wouldn't mind changing it up for your minho.

"Stop" you grab his wrist halting his movements.

"Let me go." No other emotions laced in his voice except desperation.

"You could easily remove my hand, you have been going to the gym more, no? Or are you just a little kitten? Can't do anything without his owner instructing him too." You don't know where that came from, the shock on his face was mimicking the one you felt internally.

He's the one who always called you kitten or referred to himself as your owner. He was the one who told you to stop, edging yourself for hours on end.

He fell silent, any sign of fight gone. He goes limp in your hold. Breath rigid. Cock head leaking pre-cum.

You rub your thumb over his slit causing him to moan. Moving the cum all around his cock, acting a lubricant.

"You liked that? Liked when you're dumbed down to nothing but a little whore? An insatiable little whore who always needs to cum?" He whines. Grabbing your wrist and moving it around on his cock.

"Please, s-shit. I needa cum." His voice was breaking, slight pants leaving his soft lips. Sweat was starting to bead against his forehead and neck.

"You wanna come?"

"yesyesyes, please I'm begging you."

You thought about it for a while, pondering some thoughts in your head.

"Okay then, you have to come in 10 seconds." You smile at his look on his face. The looked saying that he's fucked.

Ten.

He tried continuing with his original method after you came in, using your hand but it wasn't working.

Nine.

He started using his hand only, rubbing up and down at a fast pace. Moans slipping out of his mouth.

Eight.

When that wasn't working either, he tried two hands.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

As you were counting down, you were rubbing his thighs and stomach. Taunting him as a punishment.

When you reached four, he spit on his hands, running his thumb only over his tip.

Three.

He tried everything he could think of, but nothing was working.

Two.

He tried using both hands, desperate to cum within the time limit.

One.

But when you say one and you tell him to stop once again, he starts to tear up. Tears of frustration.

"Aww, too bad you didn't get to cum." You give him a kiss before lying on the bed next to him.

He sits up, shaking your thigh. "Baby please, I didn't get to cum" his voice weakening with every word.

"How sad. Go take a cold shower." You shut him up, wrapping your hands around his while closing your eyes.

"I fucking hate you"

"Love you too, pretty boy.

[hudsuns]

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— alex

Alex chews their nails when nervous.

0/10. Alex is more likely to drum his fingers against a table or bounce his leg when nervous. He saw those pictures and videos of the long-term effects of nail-biting and it was enough to scare him into never doing so.

Alex hates being alone.

5/10. Even though he thrives when he's alone, I rated this one a 5/10 because there are times where he can't stand being alone with his thoughts—especially after Wally's passing.

Alex can't handle criticism.

9/10. Alex would tell you that he handles criticism well, but he's so obsessed with proving people wrong that criticism often leads to spiraling.

— bea

Bea is a great artist.

4/10. Bea can make sure her make-up looks good, but that's about it when it comes to art. The kids at the daycare center where she works tease her about her drawing skills, and she can't really sing, dance, or play instruments either. She's more sport-oriented.

Bea instinctively cleans messes in their own house as well as other peoples.

10/10. It took a while for Bea to accept that her home wouldn't be tidy as long as she lived with her overworked and naturally messy father. She's the kind of girl to help your mom with the dishes after dinner, take her shoes off at the door, and make your bed even if she sits on it for five minutes.

Bea cringes at their middle school yearbook photos.

0/10. Bea was homeschooled by her aunt in middle school.

— julia

Julia does intricate and expensive cosplays.

6/10. Julia doesn't cosplay, but she used to take Halloween very seriously before her brother passed away. Intricate? Yes. Expensive? No… her elaborate dance costumes are where the expenses come in.

Julia gets road rage.

0/10. She doesn't drive yet, but Julia accepted that some people are going to be stupid on the road. She's mostly excited for the freedom to go wherever she pleases whenever she pleases.

Julia is a cry baby.

8/10. As a child, Julia was teased for how much she cried in school. She doesn't cry as much in public anymore, but she knows that she needs to cry in order to process difficult moments in her life—thanks therapy! Dance is also a huge outlet for her emotions.

— pj

PJ wears Hello Kitty socks.

10/10. She stole them from Bea… then replaced them so they have matching Hello Kitty socks!

PJ has an incredible short-term memory but an awful long-term memory.

0/10. PJ has amazing short- and long-term memory. She remembers things you forgot about yourself.

PJ doesn't know how to say "no".

1/10. The only person she doesn't know how to say "no" to is Bea. If something comes up that messes up plans they'd already made, she does everything in her power to make it up to her. As for everyone else, "no" is one of her favorite words.

— wally

Wally is a horrible liar.

10/10. Wally didn't lie much because he could never get away with it. There was especially no lying to Julia.

Wally can play the piano.

10/10. And he could play it well! He took piano lessons from age three all the way to the time of his death. He loved to play for Julia's dance company's recitals.

Wally can't spell resturaunt.

0/10. My boy was a 3-time spelling bee champion. He would never let you live it down if you made a typo in a text message. He had to teach Alex how to spell appreciate.

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[marithlizard]

First impressions: Helluva Boss s2e11, "Mastermind":

Okay, I'm ready. (I'm not ready.) Oooh here we go. The show told us over and over again that Stolas was not supposed to be letting Blitz use the book, right from episode 1. This was always going to be bad.

Are they sleeping together? Does Andrealphus just ogle his sister? Does he find her a useful pawn due to her attractiveness? They don't act like lovers at all, and I don't pick up any abuse vibes either.

How often do the staff at Andrealphus's palace get frozen solid, I wonder?

Is Andrealphus significantly less wealthy than his ex-BIL? Or is this much less impressive-looking palace in a remote location his secret lair? It's got to be mostly underground.

I have to give Stella points for not being even the tiniest bit intimidated. She has no magic, just perfect confidence that her brother would never harm her and an unshakeable, impenetrable armor of selfish obliviousness. (Will I enjoy seeing it crack someday? Oh yes.)

I want Loona to film Blitz making the Moxxie squeak toy and turn it into one of those craft videos on tiktok.

Interns. Are these agents hired by Andrealphus? Are they cleverly appealing to Blitz's personal style with that note? Are they-

-Oh. Never mind.

Poor Blitz looks really out of it in that mugshot! Either concussive or drugged or both. And from the numbers, he was the prisoner brought in right before Moxxie. A small coincidence that changed so many lives.

"Quick! Hide everything!" An understandable impulse, but IMP hasn't been secretive at all. There's tons of evidence of them using the grimoire even if the commercial from the pilot isn't canon. They've only survived so long because Goetia don't pay attention to imp activity. (Or does Blitz just want to hide his porn collection and horse art? )

Aww is Loona playing online poker with her new hound friends?

"Deleting search history" Was I right about the porn?

AWWW Loona does care! Which we knew, but it's nice to see.

The terrible Earth disguises from S1E4! So they got the tail-sock back, or maybe Blitz made another one.

You can see the moment when it sinks in that it's no use, they are going to have to leave everything and jump ship, I.M.P is done.

Every time I see Blitz's reflexes and protectiveness save the day, I say a quiet fuck-you to Cash Buckzo for not appreciating his son. Also, nice grenade design.

Misdirect successful, I completely forgot about the interns. And I didn't pick up at all that each of them matches the size and body type of an IMP member.

Did Loona freeze up with fear? Not that any of the rest of them get full marks either, they completely forgot they could've used the crystal to leave right from the office. (I forgot too, until they were in the van.) That could be considered a plot hole but honestly it's hard to think clearly in that kind of crisis.

oh SHIT SATAN?!

Oh shit oh shit oh shit. And that's Mammon, Ozzie, Bee, and someone I don't recognize (Belphegor?) behind him.

We have finally met the being Blitz doesn't dare mouth off to.

That is Belphegor, she's snoozing. And is that Leviathan next to Mammon? She has two heads! She's like Glitz&Glam conjoined!

And we finally see some other Goetia. As promised, they are not all bird-types. And some sweet designs there. I like Count von Deermeister with his military decorations and gilded horns. And Marquise Emo Gothpony next to him. I shall dub the one on the far left Duke Skeksis Turkeyvulture.

And Vassago! Beak scrunched up, already not happy. Sensing a trap ahead?

"Oh, this is about the book?" It's usually obvious when Blitz is putting on an act, but I can't quite tell here. If not, what on earth else did he think this could be about?

(Bee: Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Ozzie: Oh yeah. Those aren't ice crystals, they're Folger's crystals.)

EW you bastard, Andrealphus. What an effective catch-22 you've designed. Stolas either defends Blitz and destroys himself, or allows the entire nobility of Hell to believe he's so pathetic that an imp could control him, that's clear enough. But did you have to throw a rape accusation into it for extra humiliation?

(ETA: Which I notice nobody particularly reacted to, or stopped to consider the complete absurdity of. Most likely they don't care. Grimoire misuse is the charge that counts.)

Hey, I thought Mammon was ace? Maybe that was just a rumor, and he's aro but not ace.

Moxxie is the only one who didn't know Blitz would pull the "let my team go" card. Loona and Millie had faith in him.

So Satan created the imp species, and explicitly created them to be minions. Interesting. Did Asmodeus create the succubi, etc? (ETA: Or is Satan lying about that, too?)

Blitz doesn't mention Stolas at all in his final words, or try to explain the situation. That isn't as cold as it seems. Anything he said would do more damage to Stolas and Blitz knows that. (Also his focus has narrowed to his family, as it does in one's last moments.)

Verosika was NOT watching with enjoyment. When it came down to it, she did not want to see Blitz die at all. Certainly not for something he didn't do.

"Through SONG!" I love this bird-dork.

(Bring on the Vassago+Moxxie friendship fics! They are clearly kindred souls.)

(Blitz, on the other hand, puts his head right back down on the chopping block.)

ooh. OOOH. I was expecting a heartfelt outpouring like the one at Verosika's party, but the opening lines of Stolas's song make it clear he is approaching this with strategy. Does he see the trap laid for him?

(oh shit, is Blitz is going to believe what he's singing? oh no)

..where are you going with this, Stolas

Bee and Ozzie, completely unimpressed

what is Mammon doing with the blocks, you know what, I don't care

what? Stolas, what?

This IS a self-sacrifice ploy, just with extra bonus melodrama. And Blitz knows it, thank fuck, I couldn't take another round of misunderstandings. Very clever on Stolas's part, now that I think about it. Especially since he had zero time to prepare. Get attention off of Blitz and onto him, reinforce the court's low opinion of imps so that even if Blitz says something disastrous they won't take it seriously.

oh hello, lore in the middle of this Broadway emostravaganza? Hell was around before Lucifer fell? And Satan ruled it? (ETA: Nope, Viv said Satan was lying. )

"BRB 5 min" with a duck is very Lucifer-like. Ozzie and Bee glancing at it in annoyance. If Lucifer were here doing his fucking job, he might be moved by the Hell-crossed lovers. And also Satan wouldn't be the de facto ruler with no one able to call him on his bullshit.

(forgets to comment for several minutes, and also to close mouth)

Well. That was a thing. Let me see if I understand right.

Stolas is reduced to the status of ordinary demon for the next hundred years, making him and Blitz equals for the rest of Blitz's life.

Octavia is now completely her mother's pawn. This is the real downside and I have a feeling it will not be fixed next episode.

Stolas coming home with Blitz to be fussed over? Loona expressing her love for Blitz, balm to one dad's soul and salt in the wounds of the other? Blitz taking care of Stolas in the bathtub? This is primo fic content brought to life. Stolas even saw the wall of pictures! Unlikely that he noticed or understood the scribbled-out parts yet, but give him time.

Annnd IMP gets to go back to business, with a massive publicity boost. The crystal never got mentioned and Asmodeus isn't in trouble for sponsoring a criminal. At least, not yet.

A happy ending all around. Stolas may not know that Blitz loves him yet, he's still in shock, but they've got time now. And Blitz did offer to hire him all those years ago. :happy sigh: This episode is a Stolitz ficwriter's dream.

(Hey, Kesha voiced Bee again!)

[wrenteen75]

CHAOS DREAMING!

SYNOPSIS: aurora henson cannot stand economics. . . the summer before her junior year only highlights this when she crosses paths with a seemingly rebellious group of boys from welton academy, mixed about at a fine arts camp they’ve been shipped off to. little does she know, they’re fighting to rewrite their lives, too—which inspires her to live a little on the edge before she goes back to her all-girls boarding school next fall 𝟅𝟈

author’s note! you can find part five here! charlie & aurora my beloved angels :( ugh. i love this fic. i love them. also, knox being an uno god? (or serial uno cheater) ohhhh yessss...

PART SIX — NIGHT FEVER

ENTER THE DEAD POETS. . .

'Roadhouse Blues' by The Doors blared through their shared bunk, Charlie sliding around on the hardwood floor.

His white socks hung on for dear life, dirt from the floor sticking to the once-pristine fabric. He hollered, spinning around like an idiot as he sung, "Let it roll, baby, roll."

"Do you have to be this insufferable?" Groaned Cameron, who held his pillow over his face. It was late, about 12 AM. How the group hadn't gotten any noise complaints was beyond them.

Neil laughed, his shoulder brushing against Todd's as the two quietly read the same book next to each other. Knox, Meeks, and Pitts were in an intense game of UNO, Meeks shouting as Knox smirked proudly.

"Are you insane?" The ginger fumed. "Those aren't the rules we agreed on, idiot."

"Someone's a sore loser," added Knox. "Up for another round, or are you gonna sit there and whine?"

Meeks rolled his eyes, Pitts smiling to himself as he grabbed the cards off the table to reshuffle them.

The song on the radio changed drastically, Charlie messing around with the volume dial. "Oh, yes," he hollered. "Night Fever. If you weren't fans of the Bee Gees before, you will be before we head back to Welton."

"Dude," muttered Pitts. "How loud do you need that?"

"Loud," answered Charlie, singing horribly. Everyone laughed except for Cameron, who turned over on his side to face the wall.

Charlie went to go back to dancing but was abruptly stopped as a familiar blonde-headed girl entered the bunk.

He fell backwards. A thunk followed, landing back-first onto the flooring. Meeks giggled, reaching for the volume dial. "Sorry about that, Rora. He wasn't expecting visitors."

The boys waved, eyeing the girl briefly before returning to their tasks. Neil gave Todd a warm glance before hopping out of his bed, giving Charlie a hand off the floor. He parted his lips. "What's up, Aurora?"

"Nothing," she stifled a laugh. "Was on a night walk around the campgrounds and heard music. Figured it was you all."

"Well, you were right," Neil replied. "Charlie's doing, by the way."

"Figured," she said. Her eyes fluttered towards the dark-haired boy, a dark red flushing to the surface of his cheeks.

He nervously smiled. "Hi, Aurora." His voice was barely audible.

"Charlie," she acknowledged. "You've got good taste."

He quickly turned away, her compliment too much for him to handle. Before she could apologize for it, Neil cut her off, a grin plastered on his face. "Oh, I'm glad you stopped by! The boys and I are attending a party next weekend. Are you in?"

"Is it off the campgrounds?" She furrowed a brow.

Neil nodded. "Yes, but it isn't far! We won't stay long."

Aurora thought about the boy's proposal. It was clear she was worried about being reprimanded by the camp counselors, but the longer his proposal lingered, the more inclined she felt to accept.

She was here to relish in the passion of art and writing, but she was here to rebel, too.

With that, she smirked. "I'll go. Where will we meet?"

"Oak tree? Is that okay with everyone?" Neil asked, almost everyone muttering a form of agreement. Even Cameron, who had resorted to pretending to sleep. The only boy who hadn't was Charlie, who sat in his bed silently. Aurora cocked her head at the boy's silence, wondering if her compliment earlier had embarrassed him.

"Well," muttered Aurora as she cleared her throat. "I'll see you all then. What time should we meet?"

"9 PM, don't be late," said Neil.

Aurora nodded. She eyed Charlie once more before silently spinning on her heels, shoving her hands into the pockets of her jean shorts.

She exited their bunk, a feeling of guilt burrowing itself deep inside of her. She hadn't meant to upset Charlie. She hoped that, at the party next weekend, he wouldn't be so silent around her.

Unbeknowst to to each other, they shared the same feelings. The same anxieties, the same nervousness, the same admiration.

She wouldn't break first. Neither would he.

[bisexualchaosdemon]

The Foxes as things my old friend and I have said

I make no apologies for the cursed shit you are about to read

Neil @ Andrew: Yes, malicious compliance, thank you. I knew if anyone would know the correct term for spiteful behaviour, it would be you.

Neil or Kevin: I'm working on two hours of sleep and a protein bar, I am ready to fight God or BECOME HIM!

Nicky: *cackling maniacally while shoving a muffin in his mouth* *process to almost choke to death on said muffin*

Neil: What's the word? Clothes soap?

Nicky: Pinoccio can turn into a sex toy by lying and telling the truth really quickly

Neil, talking about Andrew's dark humour: It was just the added hint of rape that really got it there

Matt: What the fuck in the misogyny???

Neil or Andrew, probably: I'm staying in this doorway, I don't want to commit a felony

Wymack: In the same way it takes a lot of pressure to make a diamond, it takes a lot of trauma to make a Fox

Neil, to Andrew: I am the rake to your Sideshow Bob

Aaron, playing a video game: This fucking game can get fucking shoved up my asshole! It can fester with my haemorrhoids!!!

Neil: *makes an unhelpful comment*

Aaron: You're right, I do need to find all the boxes. But in order to find all the boxes, I need to find a shred of my sanity!

Nicky: Toot toot get the gripping socks oot for crash bandicoot

Dan: If you are smaller than the person you are cuddling, it's not called being the big spoon, it is being a backpack

Aaron, from across the dorm: YOU ACTUAL RAT FANNY FLAP

Neil @ Aaron: Imma turn your glasses into contact lenses!

Kevin, talking to Andrew about his friends: Nevermind quality over quantity, you don't have either

Matt, to Dan: Are you playing footsie with me madame?

Drugged Andrew: I am the evil doodle from Spongebob

Kevin: *clapping for emphasis* You. Are.

Andrew or Neil: Stop being funny when I don't have pants on!

Nicky, upon learning he talks in his sleep: Even sleep can't shut me up– I have a disease!

Nicky: You are a cinnamon bun

Neil: No, I'm something that looks like a cinnamon bun, but is actually filled with paprika

Nicky: You are a paprika bun!

Andrew: I don't know what you're complaining about, I'm fucking funny

Kevin, high as fuck: You're not allowed to die. And, God, I wish you were a donut.

Andrew or Neil @ Kevin: Gonna fe fi fo fum my foot up your ass

Neil: Fuck me, it's cold!

Andrew: I'm not going to fuck you just because it's cold

Neil: Nah, you're going to fuck me because of my hot ass

Renee: surviving?

Kevin: Not thriving.

Nicky, to Neil: You and Andrew are like the Kermit darkside meme... Except you are both wearing hoods.

Allison: Keep your nipples on! Don't get your fucking fanny lips in a twist, honestly

Also Allison: Being hit in the clit with a Bisexual flag is not how I want my sexuality reaffirmed

*discussing why they would never date*

Matt: I don't see you as a person

Nicky: *bursts out laughing* I don't see you as a person, the nicest thing a friend has ever said to me

Matt: No, wait, lemme explain

Aaron: Fuck. Da. Ocean.

Matt: I've definitely eaten too much. I'm going to have a food baby. I will name him Derek

Allison, finishing her homework: My laptop is going away and it's not coming back out until Monday

Dan: woop woop get your tits oot

Allison: *flashes single boob*

Nicky: Which of the seven dwarves are you?

Neil: *struggles to remember all seven dwarves*

Neil: Dopey, clearly

Andrew: That's a big off

Kevin: I am a big oof

Andrew: What does that make me?

Kevin: A small, angry oof

Drugged Andrew @ Renee: if you ask a Christian to prove that God exists, they will just whip out the bible. Like, yes *whips out Mr Men book* wah-bam! Proof that Mr Tickle exists!

Andrew, telling Bee about his bad day: Right, so, I woke up, so already off to a bad start

Andrew again: Life is a naughty dog that keeps humping your leg

Andrew: *suddenly singing along to song* YES!

Kevin: *confused*

Andrew: Sorry, my inner demon just took over a little there

Kevin: You're inner demon is so gay!

Andrew: *dying with silent laughter*

Kevin: I am half expecting it to say 'yas'! You have the gayest inner demon I've ever seen

~a few moments later~

Andrew: Yaaaas! Oh, goddammit! Why did you have to put that thought in my head? Stop giving my demon ammunition!!

Aaron: It's your turn to pick dinner

Andrew: *thinks about it for five seconds* No.

Aaron: The fuck you mean 'no' ?!

Kevin, drunk: It wasn't great. I wouldn't rate. *burps* I used a burp to punctuate.

Kevin: What are we doing?

Neil: I have no plan. For life or for dinner.

Kevin: Let's formulate a plan. For dinner. You're on your own for the rest

Nicky: We do not ride at dawn in this house. That is far too early. We ride at dusk.

Allison: Well, if you can't beat them, climb between their legs

Neil: .... *shrugs* If you can't win, be good at oral

Matt: She is beauty, she is grace, I would like her to sit on my face

Aaron @ Neil: You're like biting into a chocolate and discovering it's liquorice

Andrew: I will indifferently shove you in front of a train

Nicky: *yawns ridiculously loudly*

Matt: That yawn had layers!

Nicky: I call it my oni-yawn *cries laughing at own joke*

Andrew: I need a chiropractor, an exorcist, and a bong

*trying knitting instead of sparring*

Renee: I'm trying to knit myself some mental stability

Andrew: I'm trying to knit myself a noose

Andrew: When you think about it, that's all people are; we are sperms with delusions of grandeur

*the monsters play Monopoly*

Aaron: *lands on chance*

Andrew: You coming to join me in jail?

Chance: go back 3 spaces

Aaron: Ha! No!

Aaron: *lands on community chest*

Community chest: go to jail

Aaron: Oh, fuck you!

Nicky, talking about why the mosters can't play Monopoly anymore: Friends were lost that day, patiences were tried, shoes were thrown

Kevin: Can God let go of my gonads?

Andrew: No dick is good enough to live on salad

Aaron, into the pitch black, silent bedroom: You old cock-blocking bastard

Andrew @ Wymack: Come get yo kid, they about to get a McKnuckles Slappy meal

Neil: There is a nice personality inside me, problem is he's mute.

Nicky: You know, it was only after I did that that my self-preservation instincts realised there was a very real possibility that you could have punch me in the face.

Andrew: Self-preservation instincts? You have those?

Nicky: Clearly not!

Renee: PHONE 911 YOU ABSOLUTE PLUM

Aaron: Where does today come before yesterday?

Neil: The alphabet? Oh, a dictionary!

Aaron: The alphabet?!

Neil: I got the alphabetical thing, I just forgot dictionaries existed for a sec!

Matt: My ankle is killing me

Nicky: And IIII, I must confess, so is my knee!

Matt: Is my knee!

Foxes @ Neil: You are always angry and always dying. You are like a suicidal hulk.

Bonus in honour of tsc:

Jean @ Jeremy: Give me an orgasm and then slit my throat. Please and thank you.

[prismartist]

ID: a flushed logainne staring at her left hand in awe, sparkles around her. she wears glasses, a light brown vest with a white collar and pink ribbon, a light blue blazer, and a purple beret. she has blonde hair in bangs and twin braids. End ID.

ID: chip and leaf embracing each other. chip stares off into the distance, blushing with wide eyes, thinking “marigold…” leaf tucks his head into chip’s neck also wide-eyed, blushing and thinking, “warm…” leaf wears a wolf hat, a pink shirt, and a brown vest with patches. chip wears a white-and-teal striped collared sweater with a white cardigan tied around his shoulders. End ID.

ID: leaf collapsed in a passageway between two seats, one side seating logainne, who jumps. they are both startled. there is a “fwump!” onomatopoeia. in addition to their previously described clothes, leaf wears light blue sweatpants and white sneakers, logainne wears a grey skirt, translucent stockings, white socks and sneakers. End ID.

ID: leaf pointing at a shiny sticker on his arm and simply stating, “i got a sticker.” End ID.

ID: marcy staring up at jesus gliding in the air. jesus is smiling serenely with closed eyes, twirling a yellow ribbon. his hair is very shiny. marcy is awed. jesus has a large heart on his chest surrounded by gold. marcy wears her hair in high pigtails and a large red ribbon, a yellow sweater, and orange tartan overalls. End ID.

ID: a blurry mitch in the background sprinting towards panch, who looks back at mitch in a crab-like position, anxious and sweating. mitch’s eyes are red and flared. above him are the words in asterisks, "protective mode activated". mitch wears a denim vest and pants over a white shirt and a blue bandanna. panch wears a dark blue vest over a light blue shirt and black bowtie, glasses, and brown flannel pants. End ID.

ID: carl dad holding a drink, sprinkling something on the ground with a popped leg. logainne watches in the background, jaw dropped in horror. above in red all caps text reads, “vine boom.” carl dad is wearing glasses, a purplish-blue blazer over a dark pink shirt, light blue sweatpants and dark blue shoes. End ID.

ID: illustrations of carl dad. 1: he moves to the left with a raised limp wrist, exaggeratedly saying, “Miss Peretti, you’re so funny!” 2: he cups his cheek, looking distressed, saying, “Oh my god, this isn’t the bathroom!” 3: he gestures behind him at logainne, who is saying “beeee!” and angrily says, “clap!” slightly behind him is dan, who smiles enthusiastically with closed eyes. dan wears a colorful striped shawl over a dark blue shirt. End ID.

ID: barfee and olive sitting next to each other. they hold out their hands flat in front of them. olive grins up at barfee, slightly hunched, while barfee stares at her hands, intrigued. barfee wears a yellow shirt, a blue vest with yellow cloud-like objects on it, brown shorts and a straw hat with a chin strap. olive wears purple fingerless gloves, a green hoodie over a white-and-green striped polo, and blue pants. she has her hair in low pigtails and a green headband with a small ribbon. End ID.

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Some of my favorite lil moments in my local production of 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee!! It has been so much fun interning for this lovely show and i wanted to share some propaganda via fanart. If you're in or around the Makati area, please pleaaase check it out, i implore, it's so creative and energetic and fun. This was my first proper exposure to the show and honestly i think it was perfect. The direction, choreo, costumes, character choices, are all SO amazing!!!!

Information can be found at the Sandbox Collective's Instagram or Facebook page :D

also yes, these are all things that more or less really happened in the production. including the vine boom (kind of. it was a different dramatic sting but still).

can you tell leaf is my favorite fjkdfjs

[mayakern]

Old Manu Skirt Restock Today at Noon EDT!

Hey y'all, we're having a skirt restock today at noon EDT! This restock contains entirely skirts from our old manufacturer, so they have the old sizing. Most of these skirts are discounted due to minor print defects: either a few random white dots in places, or some print banding on gradients that gives kind of a vapor wave effect.

Here's some examples of what those defects look like!

Defects will be listed as selectable variants along with the applicable size in the product listing. Here is an example of what that looks like.

The designs that will be restocked today include: Deadly Florals, Lambs by Rii, Sunflowers by Sergle, Desert Sunset, Waves by Meyoco, Poppies by Sergle, Whales, Cherry Tree, Peonies by Sergle, Crystal Cluster, Crystal Swords, DM (TPK), Snails, Strawberries by Rii, Bones, Succulents (Sunset), Ye Olde Cats, Hydrangeas by Sergle, Bee, Jack O'Lantern, Sycamore, Raspberries by Rii, Ghost (Rave), Hiss From a Rose (Winter), and Milk. @sergle @riibrego

Please make sure you read the measurements included in the body text of the listings, as these are skirts from our old manufacturer and they are different from our new sizing.

socks are also still available!

[lisbeth-kk]

May 12 prompt: blue. (Thanks for the tag @notjustamum @calaisreno

Bluebell

When Rosie Watson was old enough to decide which clothes to buy or wear, she always chose Sherlock’s favourite colour. Not that she knew it, but she was somehow drawn to it, nevertheless. Dresses, jumpers, t-shirts, trousers, skirts, jackets, even socks gifted in the wrong colour had to be brought back to the shop and changed. She could go along with the other colours if there were bees on the fabric, which Molly tried her best to find as to brighten up the little girl’s wardrobe.

Sherlock loved to see all the different shades of blue on his little girl. It made her eyes look even more blue than they originally were. He also liked to see his John in blue. John and Rosie’s eyes were so similar, although Rosie’s were a tiny bit lighter than John’s. 

Sherlock never stopped using his chosen pet name on Rosie. John had prepared him that once she started school, or at least in her teens, she would oppose him to use the pet name further. To John’s astonishment and Sherlock’s relief, it never happened. Rosie loved that her Papa called her Bluebell and occasionally Bee, but mostly it was the former.

***

John feared for Sherlock’s sanity when Rosie told them she was going abroad for her studies. He was careful not to show his distress to Rosie herself, but whenever he and John were alone at Baker Street in those days, he suffered terribly.

“What if she never comes back to England, John. Sydney’s so far away. She’s going to forget us, isn’t she? I don’t want her to go, John! I know I’m being foolish, but to not have her here regularly is an unbearable thought. She…”

“Shush now, my love,” John had murmured, holding Sherlock tight while stroking his hair. “I know it’s hard for you. It is for me too, but we have to let her go. Let her form her own life. We can’t keep her locked up here forever. And of course she won’t forget us, silly. We’re her parents, and you know she loves us. She shows us that every day, doesn’t she?”

“I know, John. I know, but it’s so hard. The hardest thing I’ve ever done. Well…almost.”

Sherlock had buried his face in John’s neck and cried. It was a rare occurrence that Sherlock broke down like this, and John had a hard time preventing his own tears from welling over. He held his husband, soothed him, murmuring sweet words and reassurances in his ear, and finally Sherlock had gathered himself. His eyes were red rimmed, and John kissed away the tears on his cheeks.

“We’ll go visit her, you know,” John said, and Sherlock nodded.

“Of course. If she…”

“Sherlock, please. She’ll want us to come visit. You know that.”

“Yes, John. It’s just…when it comes to the two of you. The thought of losing…”

“I know, sweetheart. We feel the same way. That’s what undying love does to you,” John said and kissed Sherlock tenderly.

***

As Rosie’s departure came closer, Sherlock had been less fragile. When there wasn’t a case or experiment to devote his time to, he read all about Rosie’s university, and the city itself. Afterwards he knew more about the subject than Rosie herself, which surprised no one.

“It looks really promising, Bluebell,” Sherlock stated over dinner a few weeks before Rosie’s exodus, as Sherlock called it. “You’ll like it there, I think.”

“I’m sure I will, Papa. Sylvia knows a couple of students there, and they’re over the moon,” Rosie retorted and extended a hand to squeeze Sherlock’s hand.

John had to blink hard and bite his inner cheek not to burst into tears when he saw their daughter soothing Sherlock. She was so aware of his emotions. A Watson thing, John thought to himself and smiled at his beloved husband who cocked an eye brow at him, silently asking, “you alright?” John just nudged his foot reassuring him, and Sherlock went back to the conversation with his Bluebell.

***

A serious amount of tears were spilled at Heathrow airport when Rosie clung to her parents, suddenly realising that she wouldn’t be able to hug them for months. John was a mess to, and it was in situations like these, Sherlock found his aptitude to be strong for all of them. He murmured soothing words to them both, wrapping them up in his arms, letting them cry, while he kissed them tenderly.

“Be in touch as often as you see fit, Bee,” Sherlock said softly while cradling Rosie’s face. “I won’t hesitate to call in a favour from uncle Myc if necessary.”

Rosie beamed up at her Papa with blurry eyes and smiled, then giggled as she pictured her uncle receiving said call.

After one last group hug, Rosie walked away from them to her future. John grabbed Sherlock’s hand tight and when Rosie had disappeared in the crowd, Sherlock pulled a shaky John to his chest and kissed the top of his head.

“She’ll be fine, John. She’s a Watson, after all.”

“A Holmes Watson in fact,” John said, lifted his head and kissed Sherlock’s lips.

@totallysilvergirl @missdeliadili @meetinginsamarra @topsyturvy-turtely @raina-at

[wordsarelife]

DAY 18: HAPPY XMAS (WAR IS OVER)

pairing: platonic!marauders x reader

summary: you spend christmas in hogwarts, with your best friends

warnings: none

note: the marauders, featuring lily and marlene

the snow falling has soozed you into a deep sleep the night before. you had woken up with fuzzy socks on your feet and wearing a warm pyjama, which was just as christmas themed as your socks.

marlene and lily, who you were sharing a room with, had woken up around the same time as you did.

"good morning" lily had already been out of the bed by the time her eyes had fully opened.

"merry christmas" marlene yawned

"yes" you just nodded, not yet being able to speak in full sentences.

"we should hurry" lily said while taking a look at her wristwatch "the boys are probably already waiting"

"come on" marlene nodded "let's get down before they start to open presents without us"

you quickly hurried to the bathroom, each of you brushing their teeth, before you hurried downstairs. the boys were sitting on the couch, like you had predicted, on the verge of ripping open the presents

"there you are!" sirius called when he noticed you

"finally" james beamed and peter nodded enthusistically

remus rolled his eyes "we've been here for two hours" he took a look at the boys "they were angry i forbad them from waking you"

"you wouldn't have gotten up in the first place" you stuck out your tongue at james

"don't worry" he crossed his arms in mock offence "i have my ways"

"can we start now" peter was constantly moving in his seat, ready to jump to his feet and make a bee line for the presents

"yes, of course" lily said, while she made a teapot appear and a few mugs. she sat down in one of the armchairs and sipped her tea, like a mum who was watching her children on christmas morning.

like she was really your mum, you all reacted to her yes and quickly dulged under the tree, picking out the presents that were for you.

you had gotten a jane austen novel from lily, a pair new sneaker from james, a queen vinyl from sirius, a scarf from remus (a red one), some sweets and a charm bracelet from peter and some earrings from marlene.

you had thanked all of them individually, thankful for those presents, but also them knowing you so well.

later, your head was laying in marlene’s lap, while you and your friends played charade.

it was one of your favorite moments, down there in the common room.

the fire cracking and you and your friends laughing. you were the only gryffindors that had stayed bad and you couldn’t be happier to have the common room all to yourself.

especially once sirius decided to play your new vinyl and dance the night away…

[the-sketched-squad]

heya, intro post time:

☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎

We are the sketched system and are unsure if we are traumagenic, endogenic, or stressgenic [is that what it’s called] due to not remembering that time of our life

[we are bodily a minor, keep this in mind]

yes blah blah blah we’re supportive of all types of systems and try NOT to involve ourself in syscourse

you can call us Charlie [he’s one of our co-hosts and we also like the name so], bill cipher, Nix, shark, or Wisp

here’s the link to our fave pronouns

we’re gender fluid or yk our gender changes between alters so just use those pronouns or they/it/he/any neos/most xenos

pansexual aroaceflux polyamorous bitch

☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎

We don’t have a dni…. Just be good to each other, I block rather freely

byf [yk some bad/controversial stuff about us and such]: we swear a decent amount, have strange/dark/dry humor, we often forget tone tags *shrug* oh and as you just saw sometimes we’re insensitive, we are pro non-traumagenic, not all of our alters are gonna be nice [omg fern calm down - Bee], we are citrusqueer and dollqueer, um I’ll add more in the future

we will post about some alterhuman stuff but mostly system stuff

☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎

this is gonna be our system side blog cuz we haven’t really shared this on my other blogs

speaking of such here is our other blogs:

@tangerinedre3mer (main blog, about a ton of shit)

@blu3b3rrynightmar3 (Art and s a d side blog)

I suppose I should tell you who our alters are [btw it’s Charlie writing this part]

Host:

name: Kay so I’m not gonna tell you the name of our host cuz beings irl call them that so just call them like Tree or one of the names previously stated

pronouns: changes due to genderfluidness so any other than femme is fine

Little tag thingy: we don’t always use these but uh anyway, “- Host”, “- Tree/Nix”, “-💧🌱”

they like nature and stuff, idk they’re awkward and take things like 5 steps to far, oh kinda secretive and lies a lot

Alterhuman in some way, hard to tell who’s alterhuman here

Co-host 1:

[- Tree/Nix] I’m here now so hi, and uh this post is shit

Name: Fred/Fern

pronouns: androgynous neos, space themed xenos, they/it

gender: beyond the concept of gender but yk agender is ok too

tag [as you saw when I came back]: “- Fred/Fern” | “- 💚👽” | “- this other guy” | “- 👁”

likes to observe humans and is very curious about them and other things too, sometimes very formal, generally pretty calm

alienkin, queen of hearts kin [from Alice in wonderland], crowkin, gets bill cipher shifts

oof this is gonna be a long post

co-host 2:

Name: Charlie [the guy from earlier]

pronouns: he/they

Gender: Transmasc

Tags: “- Charlie” | “- 🕷️”

likes uh I’m not honestly sure, rude, swears a lot, anger holder, kind of a persecutor too… speaks fancily sometimes, tries to be caring and nice

bill cipher kin, maybe some other stuff too

protector [I think]:

Name: Bee

pronouns: androgynous and femme neos, they/she

gender: idk something androgynous with a bit of femme

tags: “- Bee” | “- 🌟🌈” | “- ☁️”

Likes pastel goth stuff, girls lmao (she is ace btw but not aro), rainbows, idk that kinda stuff, she’s a furry also.

They’re sensitive to criticism and often bright/bubbly/happy/euphoric but then they switch to sad/numb/depressed/etc. [their personality is closer to like a girls girl now btw]

Age regressor

Name: Jude

Age: 16 [little age 9-12]

Pronouns: she/they

Gender: ??? [genderfae maybe]

Tags: “- 🍭” | “- Jude” | “- sweetly insane” |

Likes candy, controlling the body, running, She-Ra, fun socks

As one of her tags suggests she is sweetly insane, like she just gives me psycho vibes a bit but she’s also really sweet and cutesy [which probably adds to her uncannyness]

Dollkin

[she and JX help take care of the body]

☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎ ♬ ☁︎︎

Oh before I forget, my uh alterhuman master list lmao:

otherkin:

demonkin

bill cipher kin

queen of hearts kin

sharkpup kin

Cryptidkin

Crowkin

Alienkin

Dollkin

therian:

deaths head moth

lynx

snow leopard

otherhearted:

bathearted

Hammerhead shark

whale shark

beehearted

coping/fun/otherlink:

labrador

Mouse

There will be more in the future

but for now goodbye my fellow beings/things/entites/whatever love yall

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Non of these were made by me—credit to creators:

@chaoscouncilcreaturecorner — @therianuserboxes — @spacedreamon — @incoherent-squawking — @cynicaltirade — @transmasculine — @queerpridedits — @xxx-ang3l-w1th-a-sh0tgun-xxx — @oxceen — @plural-this-user-is — @banana-dawg — @12sidedsquare

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[abnormalcleric]

Charmy Bee is a Hedgehog

First, the physical facts of what Charmy looks like, to make sure we're all on the same page.

For now, let's just focus on the bee parts. The antennae, the butt spike, and the stripes.

We will be comparing all of this to both bees in the real world and apparently Saffron, who is the only other bee in the Sonic universe I can find somewhat reliable pictures of. (and I only found out about her while doing research for this post)

The only similarities here are the antennae, the wings, and the one eye. I forgot to label the button nose, but they both have that, too.

But we must consider that we don't know for sure that Saffron is, in fact, a bee. Charmy is also called a bee and I'm telling you he isn't.

Now some bee facts.

But that's a worker bee. Charmy is (presumably) male. That means no butt spike. (Side note, I'm calling it a butt spike because I don't want to call it a stinger. Stingers are barbed and only present in female bees.)

The big eyes and the fat butt make more sense if you recognize Charmy as a drone, but the stripes are less noticeable. Actually, the patch on his jacket looks more like a real life bee than he does (if you ignore the fact that it looks like a cicada with a butt spike).

I'm not done! We also know that sometimes, his rings are concentric around the butt spike and other times they're centered around his actual butt. Therefore, I propose that the spike in an accessory that he wears over his striped pants. And they are pants. Unless he just has black socks (to match his glove cuffs) and those are his bare legs, but they're probably rolled up pants.

And here's the killer: Sonic's name is Sonic Maurice Hedgehog and everyone calls him Sonic the Hedgehog. We all call Miles Prower Tails the Fox and it's Knuckles the Echidna (yes, that's his clan name, but my point still stands). We call her Rouge the Bat and him Big the Cat. They're even Espio the Chameleon and Vector the Crocodile. But it's just "Charmy Bee". Not Charmy the Bee. Just. Charmy Bee. It's not his species. It's his name.

Okay, but now we've just proved that he's not a bee. Big deal. What makes him a hedgehog?

Well, what makes a hedgehog?

Charmy has a tan muzzle and arms

He has one eye

His tummy is covered by vest (may have a tummy circle)

His legs are either solid black or covered by pants.

He has a helmet covering where his ears and quills would be

The extended nose is not a requirement for hedgehogs. Amy has a button nose, just like Charmy. Of note, Amy is a girl.

But if you look at my last theory, Charmy may well also be a girl. (Full outfit, overdramatic, talks funny.)

Also, hedgehogs are the only major group known to consistently have one eye. Vector and Charmy are the only "non-hedgehogs" I can think of that don't have two separate eyes. But clearly, Charmy is a hedgehog.

What should I do next?

Vector is an alligator

Shadow and Silver are both tenrecs

Metal Sonic is Espio