#and no this has nothing to do with shippin

[truthsinwhispers]

Oehehehehehehehe

[https-sonshine]

Hi I can request where son heung min is dating actress they watch the new show together and he gets jealous because you kiss another man

I hope it makes sense-💌

Thank you-❤️

authors note: heyy thanks for your patience i hope you enjoy this one and let me know what you think 🫶🏾

warnings: none just pure fluff , jealous sonny

word count: approx 800 words

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It was late at night, so you and Son were both in your pyjamas and cuddling on your couch. You're using his shoulder as a pillow for your head while lying on the blanket that the two of you are sharing. You start browsing Netflix and recommend something lighthearted and humorous, but Son suggests that you watch a drama instead. You can tell that he wants to watch a drama because of how serious his face looks, so you agree and tell him to pick while you get some snacks. You pick up the blanket off you both and get up to get the snacks, snuggling it close to your body like a makeshift robe. This elicits an annoyed groan from the Son, at which you simply stick your tongue out. He shakes his head at you before grabbing the remote and browsing through the list of dramas. When you come back to sit down with a bowl of popcorn, Son has already started the movie, and your eyes widen as your face comes into the frame.

"I'm beginning to regret choosing this drama to watch," he says as he watches you lock lips with the male lead.

Something about how the guy looked at you, the way only he should be allowed to, and how his arm was wrapped around your waist bothered him. But to see him kiss you? That was too much for him. He wanted to support you, but seeing you kiss that other guy made him realize how much he wanted you for himself. Nothing could have prepared him to see your lips meeting someone else's.

Your head shook as you tried to reach for the remote, "We don't have to watch this"

"Why can't I watch my girlfriend now?" he muttered angrily, "You guys are just acting. It's no big deal, really."

"Right…"

"Is there something you don't want me to see? Is that it? What does he kiss you better than I do" Sonny questioned.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you quickly picked up on what was going on, "Why did you pick this drama if you were going to get jealous?"

"I'm not jealous of a kiss." he scoffed, exasperated, as he looked away from you.

"Tell your face that," you teased as he tried to straighten out his expression. "It's a kiss for work, Sonny. It's nothing for you to worry about."

Sonny gritted his teeth, rolling his eyes in an attempt to brush off the subject.

You snuggled up closer to him. "It's just a kiss, nothing more," you whispered, planting a small peck on his cheek. "Come on," you said, brushing a lock of his hair back. "I can't believe you actually think I would like someone else when I already have you." "I don't know," Son defeatedly replied with a shrug, "it's common for co-stars to fall in love on set."

You smiled, taking his hands in yours, and said, "I don't care for what's 'common.'

Son glanced back at you, "How can you expect me not to think like that? Look at that; you two are kissing so passionately that any person would think you're in love."

"It's a good thing I'm not anyone else; I'm just me." You laughed and kissed him again, pressing your forehead against his and saying softly, "It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, okay?"

You made a silly face, earning a smile from the pouting boy. Satisfied with his reaction, you settle into his lap on the couch, wrapping the blanket around both of you. He sighed, resting his chin atop your head and squeezing you tightly as you two resumed watching the movie.

"He's tall," Son muttered under his breath as your co-star appeared on the screen.

"You're taller," You said with a sly smirk, eliciting a chuckle from your companion.

As the movie continued, he scoffed, "He's just so good-looking and so popular, too. What if fans start making edits of you two kissing or start shipping you two?" you looked down and smiled, shaking your head in disbelief. You turn around so you're straddling his lap while facing him, taking his face into your hands. You look into his eyes and say,

"Then you just have to let them know that no one can kiss me as good as you do." before pressing your lips against his.

[lightgriffinsect]

High Tide

(Friday Night Funkin')

Words: 1440

Summary:

“D’you think Sol hates me?” "What? You think Sol hates you?” “N-no, not like… It just…came out. I dunno what I was thinking. It’s nothing.” “Saying something like that… That didn’t just come out. Is that what you really think?” Agoti leans away before their eyes can meet. Maybe if he doesn’t look at Aldryx the tears will go away. He has no right to shed tears over what is undeniably his own doing.

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“D’you think Sol hates me?”

Aldryx’s head snaps up so fast Agoti flinches, afraid it might have hurt him.

“What?” He’s so appalled, Agoti might laugh if he weren’t seriously asking. “You think Sol hates you?”

“N-no, not like…” Agoti tries to defend himself. “Not… I mean… I dunno…” Defeated, he shrinks back against the couch, curling his tail around his legs. It’s too late to take it back now.

“Agoti.” Aldryx’s voice is barely above a whisper. “Agoti, where did that come from?” He sets down his laptop, reaching out to brush a hand over Agoti’s knee. “What makes you think Sol would hate you?”

Agoti’s throat tightens. Aldryx should be yelling at him. Angry with the boy who ripped their family apart. But he’s just staring at Agoti, brows furrowed in worry and fear and…and hurt.

Oh. He’s hurt Aldryx again, asking that question. It wasn’t enough to up and ditch everyone; he has to whine about it too, make his big brother feel guilty.

Stupid, stupid, selfish idiot.

“Nothing,” he mumbles, fighting the growing lump in his throat, the churning remainder of dinner in his stomach. “It just…came out. I dunno what I was thinking. It’s nothing.” Agoti stares down at his hands, tightly gripping a velvet cushion. Can’t they go back to watching memes on Al’s laptop?

“Agoti,” Aldryx repeats, voice even softer this time. “Saying something like that… That didn’t just come out. Is that what you really think?” He tries to lift Agoti’s chin, to no avail. Agoti leans away before their eyes can meet. “Agoti…”

Agoti swallows hard. Maybe if he doesn’t look at Aldryx the tears will go away. “I don’t know, okay? I just… I don’t feel like I’m…”

“Yeah?” Al prompts gently, scooting closer. Agoti wishes he wouldn’t. He wishes Aldryx and the tears and the tightness in his chest would all just go away.

“I don’t,” Agoti’s tentacles gesture helplessly. “It feels like everyone should be mad at me, okay? I don’t know…everyone’s upset and it’s all my fault and I don’t know why you’re all not more angry…” A little sob escapes his throat.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Aldryx gathers him into his arms, pulling Agoti onto his lap. “It’s okay, buddy. I’m here. I’m here.” He releases a soft shushing noise, while Agoti hiccups and coils his tail tightly around them both.

“S-sorry…” Agoti sniffles. Why is he the one crying? If anyone, it should be Tabi if he were here right now, or Aldryx or Sol or Amora if any of them could cry. Agoti has no right to shed tears over what is undeniably his own doing.

He knows it. Aldryx knows it. Sol knows it.

“No,” Al soothes, resting his chin atop Agoti’s head. “No, you don’t have to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Didn’t I?” Agoti giggles hoarsely. “I’m the one who went missing because I was stupid and stubborn and trusted the wrong people. You guys said, Sol said not to work with them but I did anyway! And—and you weren’t there when I found him. Sol was so mad that I was gone…and then I just came back like nothing happened!”

“Agoti…that’s not…”

“I feel like Dad doesn’t want me back.” Agoti’s voice breaks under the burden of what he’s held deep within his heart for too long. “I should just… I shouldn’t have come back. I’m such a bad son and a bad person—“

“Agoti!” Aldryx grips his shoulders, looking Agoti directly in the eyes. “Agoti, stop! Stop saying these things about yourself. They’re not true. You’re not a bad person, Agoti.” He rests his forehead against Agoti’s. “You didn’t know. You didn’t know. It’s not your fault. You don’t deserve to feel this way, okay?” Al presses a kiss to his head. “You deserve better.”

Agoti buries his face in Aldryx’s shoulder. “Mhmm…” He tries to stop trembling. “Sol was really upset that I went missing, I thought… I thought he thought I left by myself. I didn’t.” He can’t keep his voice from cracking. “I swear I didn’t, I just… It was an accident, I just wanted to come home after I got free, but... I dunno…” Agoti lowers his voice. “Does he hate me?”

“No,” Aldryx exhales against his tendrils. “No, he doesn’t, Agoti. We were all so afraid of what happened when you didn’t come home. Sol took it so hard because he loved you. He loves you, buddy.” Al tugs him close again, gently cupping his chin and lifting his head. “We love you. We missed you so much—“ Aldryx cuts himself off, pain flickering in his eyes. “All I— all we wanted was for you to come home.”

There’s a noise outside the living room. Agoti’s gaze snaps toward the door as it tentatively creaks open, cyan flames peeking in. “Can I come in?”

“D-dad…” Agoti sniffles.

“Sure,” Aldryx gives him a smile. “Come in.”

Sol takes a seat on the couch next to them. “What’s wrong?”

“He thought…” Aldryx pauses, glancing down at him. “He thought you were mad at him.”

Sol places a hand on Agoti’s shoulder. “Why?”

He heard. Agoti’s stomach sinks. “I-I’m okay now, I was just… I… I’m sorry I left.”

“That’s...okay.” Sol looks surprised. “You didn’t leave. You had no say in any of this. None of this was your fault, if you’re still convinced of that. Just like how it wasn’t Aldryx’s fault, or Tabi’s. None of you could have foreseen this.”

“Y-yeah, I know…” Agoti wipes at his eyes with his sleeve. “S-so you…don’t want me to go?”

Sol stares at him. “What? What makes you think that?”

“I-I dunno…” he mumbles. “I thought...maybe…” Why can’t he just spit it out? “I thought you all hated me.” There.

“Agoti! ” Both Al and Sol look so affronted that he regrets it instantly.

“I didn’t… Everyone is still upset and depressed, I feel like. It's because I was gone, isn't it? But...but I can’t make it better.”

“Oh...Agoti,” Aldryx murmurs, tightening his arms around him. “You don’t have to. It’s okay.”

“It’s alright, my son,” Sol seconds. “These things take time, Agoti. Especially something like this. You don’t have to fix everything on your own. We’re here with you.”

Agoti weakly puts on a smile. At least he can do that for them.

“And it’s not your fault that we’re struggling.” Sol emphasizes. “I’m sorry if anything I said…anything I did...made you feel that way. You deserve to get better just like the rest of us.”

“It’s okay,” Aldryx answers softly. “Agoti?” You okay?

“Mhmngh.” Al is practically crushing him. Agoti pulls away just to get enough air. Understanding, his brother loosens his hug. “Yeah, it's fine. Th-thanks, Dad.”

“I’m relieved to hear that.” That’s the nice thing about Sol. He never lies about his feelings. He always gives it to them straight. It makes everything easier. Less scary, when Agoti knows he can trust his dad to be honest with him. Hypocrite. “You look exhausted, Agoti. Do you want to go upstairs?”

It’s not that late, but Agoti’s too tired to watch anything else with Al. “Sure.”

“I’ll take you up,” Aldryx volunteers. Anything for an excuse to hold onto him, huh?

“Good night, my son.” Sol kisses Agoti’s forehead.

“‘Night, Dad.” It’s nice to be calling him dad again. Agoti stopped doing that in high school and he can’t remember why.

Aldryx carries him up the stairs, careful not to jostle him around. “You wanna go to my room or yours?” he asks when they stop in front of Al’s door.

Agoti hesitates. “Can I sleep here tonight?”

“Of course.” Aldryx nudges the door open and takes him in, setting Agoti down on the bed. “You want water or tapes or something? I can get you some, it won’t take a minute.“

“O...okay, water,” Agoti nods weakly. Al pecks him on the cheek before switching off the light and leaving.

He’s not really aware of how long it takes for his big brother to come back. The pillow is so soft and his eyelids so heavy. How little he has been able to sleep until tonight, when he finally confided something that was haunting him since he found his family.

They don’t want him to go. They love him, Agoti repeats to himself, letting the words wash over him like a high tide of relief and comfort.

His eyes drift shut, lulled into sleep by his big brother’s finally approaching footsteps and the warm glow of the nightlights on the ceiling.

[alex-dontknow]

HAIII here's the AU I mentioned some time ago, it plays into tagoti quite a bit but involves entity entirely AND the dearests—

I came up with it while listening to Viva La Vida 🤩

@k1rameki @shippin-my-sanses @lightgriffinsect @taterswithranch

two opposing kingdoms.

Andromeda vs Dearest.

Tabi's with the Dearests and forced to serve them.

Tabi tried to defect one time and that was when he was cursed as an example to other soldiers. He did manage to escape the kingdom when he defected, but a spy found him and brought him back.

In that time window, he met the Andromedas who, despite the King's cold, strict attitude, sympathised with him and allowed him to stay. This leads to befriending the brothers and something growing between him and Agoti before he was finally recaptured and dragged back to the Dearests.

Soon enough, the conflict between the two kingdoms reached a peak and they went to war. Agoti insisted on fighting ONLY to see Tabi again... A reckless decision.

They do end up meeting on the battlefield, but Agoti doesn't recognize Tabi and almost kills him UNTIL he hears that voice.

That godforsaken voice.

by now, both sides of the army are almost down and Agoti's sword is still at Tabi's throat. Agoti doesn't know what happened to Tabi, only the bare minimum: seeing him get stolen away and then his father setting a fruitless Kingdom-wide search for him.

By now, Tabi has nothing to lose and is willing to let Agoti slay him. He's lost everything. His body, his humanity, his control over his own life— what's there to salvage?

"Agoti, if you don't kill me, they'll execute us both."

"I spent years trying to find you again, I'm not losing you now! Much less by my own hand!!"

"What's the worth? You have your brother, your father, a whole Kingdom waiting for you back home. What do I have? They took everything from me. I have nothing."

"You have me."

[satanssquidgy]

Sorry to ask about S+Y+W. I won't do it again. Yeo must be really the best person ever for Woo to confess his loyalty/love and don't get much in return, and San, to fall head over heels - platonic or not - and nothing from Y. I disagree about 'none of our business' when has always been showcase to us how much they USED to care for each other, is normal to inquire, they act like they're nuisance to each other now. Shippin culture hasn't ruined anything, cause S can't keep his hands off Y. no fear

Its okay to send me asks about woosansang its just that i love them all equally, and i treat them equally, your ask was just kind of weirdly worded like you lowkey dissed san and yeosang. And no, whatever their relationship is with each other is actually none of our business and never will be. I tell my coworkers about a relationship i have with another one but at the end of the day i dont tell them every single detail. Its the same here. They are humans first and celebrities second and i feel like people tend to forget that

I appreciate your love for them, but i think your thoughts are misguided, woosan have always been close and will always be close, thry literally have matching tattoos its not like you can erade that? And with regards to yeosang, woosangs friendship will never flater, and neither will sansangs, they all love each other in their own ways and thats perfectly fine

Also i dont understand why you are abbreviating 😭

[a-second-chance-su-au]

How did you decide which episodes would be impacted and had scenes that were significant enough to include? I’m working on a canon divergent fanfic for another series that’s pretty much just the story with one more character. I want to know how necessary these things would be.

That is an excellent question!

I am on mobile and don’t have a page splitter at the moment, so WARNING: LONG POST AHEAD.

When rewriting canon, I like to stick to 5 hard-and-fast rules, being: 1) know your character’s arc before going in, 2) know the episode’s overall message, 3) don’t take away from other characters, 4) adding original content must be done as-needed, and 5) DON’T BE AFRAID TO CHANGE THE WHOLE STORY. This can either be exceedingly easy or extremely hard.

1) Know your character’s arc before going in. This one seems obvious, but it can be very easy to get distracted. What would happen if this character was present for this scene? What if she/he/they followed this character around? Stuff like that. The whole thing on this particular blog with Spinel being present for the climax of Maximum Capacity is certainly tempting, and fun to think about, but does it do anything for Spinel’s arc in this AU? In my case, no. So she will not be present. You want to make sure you have some kind of roadmap either on paper or in your head of when and where things should happen, keeping in mind that character’s relationships, mental space, and goals. If Spinel wanted to fuse with Amethyst, she’d have to do it when the two have a good relationship, and something like that takes time to develop. She cannot fuse with Ames in the beginning of the series, absolutely not, but she will later on. Knowing facts like that on when things can and/or SHOULD happen is essential. So episodes like “Giant Woman,” “Horror Club,” “Crack the Whip,” or “Keystone Motel” will not be included in the list.

2) Know the episode’s overall message, and who is in the spotlight. You’d think that on a show like SU, that’d be easy, but often, it can be hard to pinpoint exactly who we should be focusing on. Fun fact: it usually isn’t Steven, which is why when Steven lets us into his head a little, it’s always such a huge, emotional bomb drop. I will keep using Maximum Capacity as an example. That episode was focused on Greg’s and Amethyst’s relationship with each other, their past friendship, and how each of them handles the stress of the past differently. Amethyst wants to loose herself in “Little Butler,” but Greg wants to do other things, too, causing them to come to a crossroads. It’s a coming-to-terms story for the both of them, and with this AU, I don’t want to disturb that. “Giant Woman” was about Amethyst and Pearl. “Joyride” was about Steven. “Keystone Motel” was about Ruby and Sapphire. “Steven the Sword-Fighter” is an example that can be shifted, because the purpose of that ep was to teach the viewer about poofing. It was less about Pearl and more about Gems in general, making it okay to try and change a few things around (so long as the poofing of... a gem still happens). Knowing when an episode is about a character, a relationship, or world building is really important, and helps to try and decide which to alter.

3) Do not take away from the other characters. Know their arcs, too, and why certain choices were important. Example being “Crack the Whip,” where Amethyst hits her lowest low and her quest to be stronger begins. That one, if you want to change it, you can, but if it were me, I would leave in Amethyst getting poofed and Jasper getting defeated without her, as it begins a huge moment for her character. By changing up that scene, she doesn’t have the chance to confide in Steven, they don’t fight, she doesn’t hit her lowest low (which all or most characters need to hit at some point), and then Smokey Quartz cannot exist. They exist because she trusted Steven and the two of them felt equal to each other, and trusting, and loving. THAT allowed them to fuse, and if “Crack the Whip” never happened or was altered too much, that all that goes out the window. So I am not going to have Spinel grab Amethyst and pull her out of the way or anything, or have her fuse to beat Jasper, because that undermines the whole point. However, I CAN say that Amethyst’s arc affects Spinel’s. Not saying this is canon, as this is just an example, but maybe Spinel becomes more attached to Amethyst after that, trying to protect her from being poofed again because she feels guilty for not being there to stop it. Then that affects Amethyst, makes her feel like Spinel is her bodyguard, which Amethyst doesn’t want and feels she doesn’t need. It’d serve to make her angrier, and could lead to she and Spinel getting into an argument or a fight. In this scenario, would I replace “Steven vs Amethyst” with “Spinel vs Amethyst”? No. But something similar COULD happen. It’s all about where you want to go, and what works best for these characters.

4) Adding original content must be done as needed, not whenever you feel like it. Does this mean do it sparingly? Depends on the story you want to tell. For me and my AU, that means I need to pay attention to Spinel’s arc and when she needs to learn/do things. Take “Man of the Mountain” for example. It takes place directly after “Bubble Buddies,” and is the result of Spinel being jealous of Connie eating up Steven’s time and friendship. So, she seeks to strengthen their bond as reassurance to herself that Connie is an inconvenience at worst, and at best, she’ll fade away eventually. She and Steven are still best friends, and she’s gonna prove it, darn it! Then the events of that episode may or may not affect what happens next, or later down the line. For this AU, Season 1 is mostly going to build things that are yet to come, and the episodes don’t directly feed into each other, meaning I am using original content sparingly. 5 originals compared to 52 actual episodes? I think I did good on that front. xD But, don’t be afraid to add an episode for an information dump, or to come to a conclusion. That can’t be the only thing IN the episode, of course, but if that’s the pure reason the episode exists, then fine. Do it. Whatever makes your story flow and make sense. But by making every other episode about Spinel, suddenly it’s only about her and not the other characters. Might as well rename the show at that point. The other characters get the spotlight they need/deserve, with Spinel getting her time to shine as well.

5) DON’T BE AFRAID TO CHANGE THE WHOLE STORY. This is one I’m struggling with, but I feel it worthy to mention anyway. If your character is psychic, then have them use their powers when it’s a good character choice and makes sense logically. If that throws off the entire tale, then roll with it. Get stuff back on track. Or maybe you need to take out that character for a bit. Formulate a way to do that. But if your character had a chance to shoot a blow dart at the main villain and take them out, perfect for capturing them and dismantling their army, wouldn’t they take it? If not, there had better be a good, in-character choice. Maybe the villain’s entire plan changes to account for the character’s psychic powers, creating a decoy or sending out a squad to trap/kill them specifically. If it’s in-character and it makes sense, heckin’ DO IT. Get creative! Get weird! Stories write themselves; you just need a beginning and a good grasp on the characters. Then the characters will take your story and run with it. Your job then becomes keeping up. I wish I was joking. I’ve had characters completely derail my stories before because they just couldn’t make that one character choice that was the lynchpin for the whole next scene, and it made me mad, and no I’m not mad about it two years later! You have the map, they steer the ship. You just gotta trust them.

This version of Spinel was left alone for 625 years, then cast away like a worthless toy. She’s been through war, lost almost all her friends, and had her #1 idol taken away and replaced with a smaller, weaker, half-human male version of her. She’s been through the ringer on emotions, and although she values herself as a friend first and foremost, that doesn’t mean I- and by extension, the other characters- can’t challenge that point of view. Make the character struggle. Know how they interact with others. How do certain events change them? Will they change every episode, or only some? Which are important to their arc? And most importantly, what is the point? By changing this thing here, what are you doing for that/those characters and/or the story? Is it a quick, harmless, funny moment, or is it to show a darker side to a character we’re familiar with, and to see them change now that there’s a new presence beside them? These are questions only you can answer as you chose which episodes to pick.

I hope any part of this was helpful. Feel free to ignore any of these points, or add your own. Again, every story is different, and each story should be treated as such. No creator is experienced equally, and we all have different interpretations of characters. Nothing is right or wrong, so long as you, the author, can justify it, even if it’s just “I thought it’d be cool.” It’s your AU. Go for it!

Thanks for listening to me ramble. Scene.

[ambivalence-and-torpor]

Troll WIPs

Mostly for myself so I don’t forget all the ideas I’ve been gathering and working on, because I’m an easily excitable dude who’s also very easy to distract and awfully tired and forgetful... so you might see how that might affect what the hell im doing on this blog...

However, if you were ever interested in shippin with me in any kind of capacity and find my current roster lacking, ya can of course check out what I have on the backburner.

This is going to be a very long post, because I'll probably add some visuals here and there and because yeah... I have a lot of ideas, so it's going into a readmore!

Basically done!

Elyzia - just gotta finish those talksprites! <3

Xiento Ethuri - needs some talksprites <3

Romida Gartho - could probably use a talksprite

Stryxe Sangui - talksprite? :3c

Well underway, solid ideas

Vizlei Alvear - Male - He/Him + A very friendly fella, maybe not the smartest though? + Student studying to become a veterinary! Loves animals! Childhood friends with Elraik, friends with Ghalen + Study buddies with Salhus and Ialvah :D

Elraik Maarvi (Left) Transfem Nonbinary - They/Them + Design by @8bit-mau5 + A Business and Fashion Student who has commitment issues, but enjoys being desired by others, is childhood friends with Vizlei and enjoys doing pole dancing as a hobby, a bit sassy this one

Ghalen Centin (Right) Male - He/Him + Design by @8bit-mau5 + A chronically tired fella that's kinda friends with Elraik and Vizlei, also a Student, a bit of a mutant, tends to be chill most of the time, likes snacks... feed him snacks please...

3 literal troll children who are kinda some feel good characters for me, who have nothing bad happen to them besides regular ass lil kid troubles (literally all 3 of them are mutants in some ways) + Revenn Spirav (Left) - 1 hemoanon baby duck nonbinary knight that likes to go on adventures and be the protector of their friends! adopted Striga as their parent + Veltin Airlin (Right) - 1 shy violet prince boy, "giant seabunny" parent, very timid and a lil clingy, wants to be a good boy, Design by @goddesstrolls + Anthea Cornis - 1 pink super sparkly unicorn princess who wants to be the bestest empress when she grows up! Is surprisingly level headed for her age... will still put makeup on you and try to pretty you up with sparkly clothing though

Kazmir Lycant (Left) Male - He/Him + An indigo werewolf shifter, that's kind of chaotic evil, that's a pretty rough design idea, used to be a really nice guy until he got fucked over so much that he just went apeshit at some point, though he's mellowed out some since + Used to hate Hespar, because the guy almost got him killed when they were both younger, but at this point he's kind of gotten attached to the old fool and they might manage to bond with one another yet...

Hespar Laetum (Right) Male - He/Him + Old man Monster Hunter Cowboy Wizard! He's a design trade I got from @goddesstrolls + He hunts the undead and other creatures that are dangerous to most regular trolls - he started hunting Kazmir many years ago when the guy started to go apeshit and almost killed him, but got away + Kazmir has since become Hespar's white whale of sorts, always trying to find him and take him down, though he's starting to get old enough where even his magic can't help offset his waning strength and skills anymore

Anudal Nubihs (Left) Neutral - He/Him + A Businessman, if you will... Not quite a troll this one, is he? + What business? You're not sure, though if you'd ask him he'd probably say he was in the business of death, which is why the Alternian Empire is so lucrative + He's far above most petty, mortal things, but he indulges occasionally to alleviate potential boredom

Orvear Retrix (Right) Male - He/Him + Rainbowdrinker artist, chaotic evil, a wee lil bit insane! A design trade I got from @goldenguillotines + Orvear is... a lil fucked up in the head, he's obsessed with beauty (or at the very least what he himself defines as beauty), he's always looking for models for his paintings and sculptures and might become obsessive with what he thinks is a beautiful troll + he will seduce trolls he thinks are attractive enough for his taste, get them to pail with him and then drink their blood, because that's how feeding works best for him

Crovin Thonyz - Male - He/Him + a drunk ass teal who can't get his shit together ever since his matesprit died quite a few sweeps ago, he loved him too much and can't seem to move past it

Temero Rargym - Male - He/Him + a lime chemist that hates the world and hates being alive but would never let you kill him because that would be doing you a favor after all + he finances himself by selling designer drugs - as in specifically designed for your wants/needs, he's ridiculously good at it

Rough ideas, working on it

Balton - Pokemon Based silly boy for Sylvie <3

A specialized team for Athokk, he needs some coworkers other than Aitreo

Masc Enby Guitar Player in a band with Etatio

A Sexy GNC dude, singer in a band with Etatio

Gonna have to figure out a drummer for that band too

Amalia Ashado - Genderfluid - She/Xe + Design by @8bit-mau5 + Originally wanted to put her into the Venturia gang, but I changed my mind in the meantime + Wanna put xem on Alternia with some of the others, a noble lady

Mlanee (Left), a GNC boy - He/They + a popstar with creepy cute vibes, may or may not be evil/insane, rough design idea

Myelee (Right) - She/They + a feel good dancer, making choreographies and videos for youtube, but also has their own studio where they teach, rough design idea

Adopts I love but really need to figure out

Purple (Left) + Design by @cherrytrolls (wanna edit the look a lil) + potentially ditzy, airheaded idol, cute and well meaning?

Indigo (Right) + Design by @cherrytrolls (wanna edit the look a lil) + maybe a pit fighter, kinda tough gal?

Lil Miss Bloodthorne (Left) + Design by @clown-fuckers-r-us (wanna edit the look a lil) + seriously gotta think about this one, probably a demon of sorts

Pastel Goth (TBA) + adopt by (TBA) highblood, probably a former friend of Etatio's

The Venturia Gang

It's an entirely different planet (Venturia) where technology doesn't really work the same way it does in the rest of the Empire. + Imagine it a bit like DnD themed, leaning more on the fantasy than the sci-fi side. It's got kingdoms and various forms of ruling castes, mutations, flora, fauna, gods etc. + Trolls originally came to the planet to colonize it, but found they couldn't leave anymore. If ya land on the planet, yer stranded there for the rest of your life and find that pretty much all your tech is useless. + Ya gotta adapt, bro! Become one with the fantasy setting! + I gotta figure out more about this quite literal homebrew im doing

Ithora Khaave (Left) Nonbinary - They/Them + Ranger Design by @8bit-mau5 + generally unfriendly, kinda dislikes other trolls, adventurer

Namkor Argean (Right) Genderqueer - He/They + Bard Design by @8bit-mau5 + gay ass disaster

Lyonel - Male - He/Him + Himbo Supreme Barbarian, rough design ideas - Lion hearted, stupid but friendly, courageous or maybe too stupid to be scared + heart full of love and ass full of dumb

A sexy sexy rogue bastard <3 abs out whore dude + only really have some visual ideas so far

I kinda want more DnD/fantasy trolls

[chilly-me-softly]

Marcus Rashyyy! Imagine you're a singer, you've never met Marcus but both of your fans love the idea of the two of you dating, you're being shipped everywhere and being made the IT couple when you've never even met. One day you're both at the same occasion and you both know through each others insta stories, you spot him stood with Jesse and Jadon, without another thought, you approach from behind and wind your arm through his and greeting him with a 'hey boyfriend!' which you all burst out laughing to. You both start to actually get to know one another and of course when you snap a pic with him and post it on your story with the caption 'finally met my man' the world goes into a frenzy. Thank you!!!

It's part of the game you've always known, you do what you've dreamed of doing since you were a kid and in return you let some of the people who follow you fly too far with their imagination. It's an innocent game and most of the time they've even allowed you to spend hours laughing when you could have been bored out of your mind with their memes and what they write to get your attention or whatever.

A large part of your followers had for some time now started shippin' you and Marcus together and there would have been nothing wrong with letting them dream that something might happen if you actually knew this Marcus.

Never a photo, never a chat between the two of you, never an allusion to each other. You'd never even accidentally crossed paths with him. Yet a lot of people had started saying how good you'd be together, praising your commitment to society, making strange comparisons about how you dressed so similarly. When they were convinced of something they went looking for even the most insignificant detail to confirm their assumptions, convincing more and more people strangely to believe in that couple not couple.

You take a minute to yourself pretending to be busy on the phone when really you're just looking at instagram. You're at an event and the night is still long and you don't know if you'll be able to last much longer honestly. As you're scrolling through the various stories, you come across a familiar one. Or rather you seem to recognise the setting and so you dwell on it.

It takes you a moment to realise that the person who share that story, Marcus, is at the same event as you. The table pictured in the photo taken of him and his friends is the same as the one you are looking at at the moment and it can't be a coincidence.

You immediately look up from your phone convinced that somehow you will find him like this, but there are so many people and so many tables that you sigh. And you check his stories hoping he'll give you some more clues as to his location, taking a picture in the meantime of your full glass making sure the event logo is clearly visible.

Eventually you decide to head for the garden where the photo posted by his friend has spotted him, trying not to let on that you are walking with a specific purpose. Looking around you finally spot him and smiling you walk towards him who is standing with his back to you.

Intertwining your arm with his, "Hey boyfriend!" you greet cheerfully as he turns to you startled and the small group interrupts the conversation, laughing after an initial moment of panic.

"It's nice to finally meet you. I didn't know you were here tonight too" he smiles politely but something in the look on the other two guys' faces tells you that's not entirely true.

"Yeah, it's a small world but not small enough since it took us so long to meet" you state vaguely and as his friends walk away to go and refill their glasses, you stay and talk for a while. Your latest projects, the evening, what seats you've been assigned for dinner....

"Hey how about a picture?" you propose sliding your fingers expertly across the screen of your phone to open the camera and take a selfie, his hand rests on your waist and you both smile sincerely. The photo immediately goes up on insta with the caption 'finally met my man' and you almost want to stay with him to witness the moment your phones would start bursting from the too many interactions that simple photo will bring.

"I have to go say hi to some other people" you sigh making him chuckle, "come find me later" you leave a kiss on his cheek walking away, the feeling that it won't be the last time you see him.

Part 1

[legoes]

˗ˏˋ༻ʚ way of the ninja ɞ༺ˎˊ˗

⌦ word count: 2564

⌦ fandom: ninjago

⌦ characters: corrin conner, sensei wu, kai smith, nya smith, samukai

⌦ ship(s): none

⌦ summary: corrin joins sensei wu in retrieving the last member needed of the team.

⌦ chapters: masterlist | next

⌦ trigger warnings: none

⌦ notes: i know i promised to finish at least the first part of my monkie kid fic first but i really like ninjago; reblogs appreciated

⌦ tag list: @paxpengvina, @genoge, @sammamax, @shippin-in-the-rain, @paperweightlovers, @sectvmsemprae

“Master Wu, are you sure about this?” Corrin stared up at the blacksmith shop. “I mean, are you absolutely sure this is him?”

The old man turned to him, the usual gleam in his eye. “Have I been wrong yet?”

Corrin paused, sighing. “No, you haven’t, Master Wu. But why send the others away without telling them? Don’t you think it’ll backfire?”

“No, I don’t.” Corrin rolled his eyes at Wu’s confidence.

The two continued up the hill, Corrin enjoying the warmth despite it being late October, quite preferring it to the freezing cold he had experienced while traveling with his old companion. “So how do elemental abilities work?”

“You’ve been watching the others for months and you have yet to figure it out?” Wu gave him a knowing smile. “Give it time, you’ll learn.”

Corrin gave him a look. “That makes no sense, but I’m going to trust you since you haven’t been wrong yet.” He followed quietly as they both finally entered the small shop.

“Hmm…” Corrin rolled his eyes slightly at Wu’s tone. “Your metal is loud and heavy. Useful to slow one down. Useless in the art of stealth. All tools for a samurai,” Wu hit a helmet lightly with his staff, “but nothing for a ninja?”

“Ninja?” The blacksmith scoffed, rolling his eyes and placing the sword he was holding (that was somehow completely curled in) on a table. “You’re a long way from finding a ninja in these parts, old man. And the shop is called "Four Weapons," not "For Browsing." Either buy something or go peddle your insults somewhere else.”

Corrin made a move, fully ready to defend Wu, but was pulled back, a hand gently placed on his shoulder. “Ha! Too bad. Thought I'd find something special here.” He turned to guide Corrin away, and the latter watched the girl in the shop motion to the blacksmith to show them around.

The two looked fairly similar, with the biggest difference being their genders and hair color, and Corrin assumed they were related, likely siblings.

Corrin could vaguely hear the blacksmith start talking again, but Wu had already pulled him out of the shop. “I’m going to ask again, and I’m not doubting your decision making skills, but are you absolutely sure it’s him?”

“I’m sure.” Wu nodded. “And it was never my decision to make.”

“Please stop being cryptic for once.” Corrin was about to continue when he heard engines revving in the distance, looking out to see a large, black cloud appeared over the town. “Um, Master Wu?”

Wu nodded. “Stay here, I’ll handle this.”

Corrin, knowing better than to argue, simply nodded and watched as Wu rushed over to aid the blacksmith and the girl, who seemed to be holding their own fairly well considering they were fighting actual living skeletons. He watched as the blacksmith raised his weapons to one that Corrin recognized very well, Samukai, and watched as he immediately seemed to regret it once he noticed Samukai’s four arms, and was easily disarmed. If he had known how to fight, he would have attempted to help.

Wu had managed to come just in time, using his spinjitzu to come between the two. He managed to knock Samukai around quite a bit, even managing to disorient him for a few moments before the skulkin was back on his feet.

Corrin moved closer to listen.

Samukai smiled, raising his weapons again. “Sensei Wu! Your Spinjitzu looks rusty.”

Wu was unphased by the insult. “Nothing like bone to sharpen its edge, Samukai.”

Corrin heard the blacksmith let out a pained groan, Samukai noticing it as well, as well as noticing the water tank above him. Corrin rushed forward as he threw his four blades, successfully destroying one of the support legs in an attempt to crush the blacksmith with the tank.

The blacksmith noticed the tank falling towards him, attempting to scramble back. “Oh no…!”

Corrin rushed forward, sure he had never run so fast in his life and somehow managing to drag him out just in time. “You’re welcome.”

Wu rushed forward to check on him and the blacksmith, leaving the skulkin unattended. Instead of fighting, they began to retreat, but Samukai paused for a moment from atop his large truck. “Lord Garmadon says take the girl!”

Corrin gasped and covered his mouth and Wu tensed up in shock. “Lord Garmadon?”

“Nya!” The blacksmith made a reach for the girl, but ultimately failed, attempting to rush after them as they left but stopping once he quickly realized he would be no match for their speed. “They took Nya…”

Corrin reached over to comfort him, but was cut off by Wu. “I told you.” The old man hit the blacksmith’s head with a his bamboo stick. “Useless.”

“Master Wu!”

The blacksmith let out a furious yell. “You could've done something! You could've used your… Twistitzu or your-”

Instead of acknowledging how upset the blacksmith was, Wu corrected him. “Spinjitzu!”

“But you did nothing!” The blacksmith ignored being corrected. “I'm going to get my sister back!”

“You can’t, you’re mortal.” Corrin spoke up, frowning sadly.

This seemed to just irritate the blacksmith more. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Wu spoke up this time. “That was Samukai, king of the Underworld. And if it's true that he's carrying orders for Lord Garmadon, then I fear things are much worse than I ever thought.”

The blacksmith began to grow frantic. “Lord Garmadon?! Underworld?! What's going on?! What do we have that's so important to them?! And why would they take my sister?!”

Wu scoffed at him. “What's so important? How about everything in Ninjago itself?” Corrin watched as Wu began to explain. “Long before time had a name, Ninjago was created by the First Spinjitzu Master, by using the Four Weapons of Spinjitzu: The Scythe of Quakes, the Nunchucks of Lightning, the Shurikens of Ice, and the Sword of Fire. Weapons so powerful, no one can handle all of their power at once.

“When he passed away, his two sons swore to protect them, but the oldest was consumed by darkness and wanted to possess them. A battle between brothers broke out, and the oldest was struck down and banished to the Underworld.

“Peace returned, and the younger brother hid the weapons, but knowing his older brother's relentless ambition for power, he placed a guardian to protect them. And for fear of his own demise, a map for an honest man to hide.

Wu glared at Kai. “That honest man was your father. The older brother is Lord Garmadon. And I need to find those weapons before he does.”

“You're the younger brother?” The blacksmith looked to Corrin for confirmation, who nodded. “Then you two came here looking for the map?”

Corrin shook his head. “Nope, something else.”

“W-What-”

“You.” Wu cut him off. “Since my brother cannot enter this realm, it's obvious he has struck a deal with Samukai. If he were to collect all four weapons, even I would not be able to stop him again. But you! You have the fire inside. I will train you to harness it. Use it. Become a Spinjitzu Master.”

“Look, I'm flattered you think I'm all that, but I gotta save my sister!” He stood up, starting to walk away. “I'm not getting involved in your sibling rivalry.”

Wu knocked the blacksmith down as he attempted to leave, pinning him to the ground. “Haha. Clunky mule. You are not even ready to face my pinky toe. If you want to get your sister back, you must control the fire that burns inside. Only when you become a Spinjitzu Master, will you be able to face… Lord Garmadon.”

The blacksmith gave in finally, unable to get up no matter how much he struggled. “Okay. Then when do we start?”

“Now, grab what you need and let us go.”

“What!” The blacksmith loosened the armor, dropping it as he moved to rush inside and grab what he needed.

Corrin gave his companion a look. “Are you sure we should start now? He just fought the skulkin-”

“He lost a fight against the skulkin.” Wu corrected.

“Yeah, that, can’t we just let him get at least a day of sleep?” Corrin watched the blacksmith rush out with basic necessities.

“It is better for him if we start now, he needs all the training he can get.” As the blacksmith joined them, Wu nodded to him. “Let us head out, then.”

The blacksmith walked ahead, watching Wu before leaning towards Corrin. “Is he always like this?”

“He tends to be harsher the first several days of training, just give it time.” Corrin smiled at him. “I’m Corrin, by the way, and that’s Master Wu.”

“Kai.” He smiled back. “Kai Smith.”

“Kai Smith the blacksmith.” Corrin nodded. “Nice to meet you, Kai.”

There was pause, then Corrin spoke up again. “I hope you like hiking, because we’re gonna be doing a lot of it.”

“What do you mean?”

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

Corrin was lucky that Wu was far more lenient on him than the others, being more than happy to take the stairs as Wu and Kai climbed the side of the Mountains of Impossible Height. Honestly, he felt bad for Kai.

Wu was obviously the first to finish the climb, joining Corrin as he sat out front of the Monastery of Spinjitzu with Kai struggling to finish the climb.

Kai, exhausted from the mountain climbing, could barely speak as he finally pulled himself up. “How long is training gonna be? Aren't we in a bit of a rush since they have the map?”

“Patience.” Wu entered the monastery with Kai and Corrin. “You will be ready when you are ready. Not a minute sooner.”

Kai let out a surprised laugh, assuming it to be a joke. “A monastery? You expect me to learn to fight in a place of peace?”

Corrin spoke up again. “You’re not here to fight, you’re here to train.”

Wu nodded in agreement. “In order to become a true ninja, first you must be able to see what others do not.”

“But there's nothing here!” Kai motioned to the open space by the entrance.

Wu nodded to Corrin, a signal for him to push a dragon statue, which revealed a secret button. With another nod, Corrin pushed it, activating all the training equipment in the monastery.

Kai stared in childlike amazement. “Whoa! Is this gonna teach me how to do that cool move?”

Corrin and Wu watched as Kai jumped on top of one of the training poles as it descended, the former turning to his mentor nervously.

Wu seemed to share his worry. “Oh, dear.”

They both watched as Kai got launched into the dragon symbol in the center of the training equipment, falling back on the ground.

Wu seemed to brush his concern off first, though Corrin was unsurprised considering how often he had seen the others hurt themselves in similar ways. “Complete the training course before I finish my tea. Then we will see if you are ready.” Wu quickly drank everything in the cup in his hand. “Today you failed. Tomorrow you will try again.”

Kai seemed confused at this. “Failed?! But I didn't even start to-”

Wu closed the door of the monastery before Kai could continue. “Patience.”

Kai let out a groan of annoyance as Corrin walked over, helping him stand. “Is he always like that?”

“Yeah, basically, he does get nicer but training is always like this.”

Kai stretched, looking at him. “How do you do this?”

“You mean the training?” Corrin let out a small laugh, shaking his head. “Oh, I don’t, I’m not ninja material, I just stay here, help with basic things like clean up.”

Kai nodded in understanding, but something about the way Corrin had said that made him think that he wanted to try.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

Over the course the next few days, Corrin watched as Kai trained, but continued to fail to meet Wu's expectations, making Wu fail him over and over again.

“If I hear the word fail one more time I’m gonna go crazy!” Kai collapsed to the ground.

“Hey, you’ll get it eventually!” Corrin smiled, sitting on the ground next to him. “If Wu is still willing to train you after you failed this many times in the span of only a few days, he’s got faith in you. Prove him right.”

Kai suddenly jolted upright, startling Corrin. “I’ve got it!” Just as Corrin was going to ask him about it, he stood up, rushing to his room, calling out behind him. “See you tomorrow!”

Corrin smiled after him, a good feeling settling in his chest.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

Training the next day did not start until evening, as Wu had been tending to personal matters. Corrin had continued to pry at Kai for what his plan was, but he was unwilling to tell, claiming that he had to wait and see.

When the time came, Kai went though the training equipment once again as Wu watched, starting out completely normal. Just as Wu is about to drink his tea, Kai knocked his cup away with a sword to stall him, leading to it spilling everywhere. While that did annoy Wu, he chose to pour some more tea into another cup. When he went to look up once more, he notices that Kai is nowhere to be found, Corrin grinning widely.

Kai had managed to rush over to Corrin’s side, offering Wu a cup of sugar cubes, and successfully managing to surprise him. “Was that one sugar… or two?”

Wu let out a small impressed laugh at Kai's progress and entered the monastery, Kai following close behind.

“So, am I gonna learn this Spinjitzu I've been hearing about?”

“You already have.” Wu turned back for a moment. “Your final test comes tomorrow.” He closed the door.

Corrin placed a hand on Kai’s shoulder. “You should get some sleep, I know Wu well enough to know that your final test isn’t gonna be easy.”

Kai nodded. “How about dinner first, then sleep.”

“Only if you agree to cook, because I can’t cook for the life of me.” The two nodded to each other, heading to the kitchen together.

The dinner was something quick and easy, Kai talking about how much his younger sister used to complain about his cooking. He was more than willing to accept that her cooking was better than his, but his was not totally inedible. Corrin knew inedible, he had eaten Cole’s food. There was a while for conversation, then the two cleaned up, making sure to leave a portion for Wu just in case, and headed out to their rooms.

“See you tomorrow, and good luck, I know you’ll do great.”

Kai smiled, nodding to himself. “Yeah, I will.”

The two both laughed before saying their final “goodnight”s and going their separate ways.

Corrin had no interest in sleeping just yet, pulling out a book he had been reading, hoping to get at least a few more chapters in before he fell asleep.

He was not sure how long he had been reading before he could hear a commotion from the bathroom that was placed between his and Kai’s rooms, and he laughed to himself. Then, it was silent, and he could barely hear Kai mutter a small “oops” through the walls.

Never a good sound.

[limelocked]

before the inevitable callout post, i literally dont engage in shipping stuff, i dont know terminology and i dont know the culture

but im not about to sit here not rebloggin a post i think is right just cuz of someones opinions on somethin totally unrelated, thats not about to happen, whatever you think about shippin has nothing to do with what you think about a specific scene in dsmp unless youre framin that scene in a shippin light in which case thats another question

fuck that

[polyamorous-selfinserts]

case #0091104 - almost dead

trigger warnings: mentions of death, drowning, suicide, cutting, explosions, fire, depression

jon finds a tape in the archives that looks familiar...what will he learn about the archive’s resident teenager?

tagging @astralshipper @shippin-in-the-rain @grimms-heart @ghostlyvenus​ cause i’m super proud of this! 

this takes place during season two, but there’s not any major spoilers. just jon being paranoid, plus mentions of michael becoming the distortion.

Recorder clicks on

Jon: Found this tape under a box in the archives. It’s, uh, it looks like one of Gertrude’s tapes, but the handwriting....that’s Charlie’s I think. I guess I knew sh- they were here before I was, but…

Jon: Could they have killed Gertrude? I suppose it's possible. They would’ve been, what? Thirteen, fourteen?

Jon: I found this about a week ago, and I’ve been watching them. They spend a lot of time in the archives. I don’t think they go home. Come to think of it, I don’t even know where they live. I tried asking Elias - I couldn’t find the information in any of our records - but apparently they don’t work at the Institute. Which is, uh, alarming, to say the least.

Long exhale

Jon: God, I…

Recorder clicks off

Tape player clicks on

A low voice with an American accent. Probably 16-25, female?

Voice: Uh, hello? This is Charlie Finn. I uh...well I guess I’m kind of an archival assistant? Not officially though. Over my dead body, Elias.

Exhale, snort of laughter

Charlie: I’m uh, I’m making a statement, I guess? I think I’m already in more of these than Ger- uh - Gerard, but uh, I’ve never actually made one so…

Rustling of papers

Charlie: Statement of Charlie Finn, regarding...um, their life, almost-death, and subsequent paranormal existence.

Deep inhale

Charlie: So, uh, I uh, I tried to kill myself when I was eleven. Jumped into the Thames tied to a cinder block. Guess I should’ve tied the rope tighter, or maybe skipped swim team, cause the knot came undone. It was cold. Late February. When you’re drowning, you go into a panic - but there’s this point, at the end, where it’s so peaceful...you can almost see it - the end. I don’t remember not dying. I had almost reached that point, where I just...wouldn’t be. And then I was breaking the surface of the water. I - I tried again. Tied the rope tighter. But my hands were shaking so much. I couldn’t tie it fast enough, and dawn was coming. People had started to wake up - I guess one of them saw me jump in this time.

They take a shaky breath

Charlie: I could barely see - the edges of my vision were going - but I fought against his hands. He was an EMT, going in for the early shift. White guy, college age. When he pulled me to the bank of the river, I realized he’d - uh - (humorously) he’d pulled the cinderblock up with him. Couldn’t get the knot undone, I guess, so he just pulled me out, and the block came with it. I think he gave me CPR - not sure, I was kinda out of it. There was a crowd around me when I came to - of course there was, but, uh, they looked so concerned - (huff of laughter) - the ambulance arrived, and they asked all the questions - finally it came to the one I was dreading - my parents.

Charlie: I guess I should back up a bit. Some background info. That’s how these usually start. Um, so my parents are both teachers - we had moved to London when I was maybe ten? Not long before this happened. I hated changing schools, but my parents got really good jobs at some schools - my mom was offered the principal position at a private school - and my dad was offered a position as a child psychologist at some elementary schools. My sister was too young to really get it, but I hated my new school. All the kids were rich - and honestly, I preferred American homophobia. Anyway, this school was maybe five blocks from the Magnus Institute. Or, is. (humorously) It’s not like it’s just gone and disappeared, now is it.

Charlie: Peter Lukas doesn’t like me that much.

Charlie: So, um, yeah. My relationship with my parents has never been great. My mom’s downright emotionally abusive, and my dad...well he just… he doesn’t really have a backbone. My mom’s always been high strung, and I know she wants the best for me, but...the best to her isn’t something I can do. My dad tried his best to defend me against my mom’s criticism, but, I mean, he had his own critique for me.

Charlie: I’ve uh….I’ve never been the skinniest of people. And I’ve got narcolepsy - which means I sleep a lot. My dad - he’s one of those people who, just, well. He doesn’t understand disabilities. Like, I mean, he understands them, obviously, but he doesn’t really get that sometimes, I just can’t do stuff. So he pressured me a lot into exercising and not eating a ton.

They take a shaky breath

Charlie: So, I um, I was depressed, obviously. And therapy in central London isn’t exactly easy to come by. I was cutting, but that was - that wasn’t because I wanted to die. It was more for control. I could control that. (inhale) I um, I made the decision when my friend, um - I had a crush on him. His name was Nathaniel. He um, he stopped talking to me, just after my birthday. He just...never texted me back.

Charlie: I somehow got it into my mind that he - um, that I’d like, done something? To make him leave me. Which, I mean, I think that’s dumb. Sometimes people just leave, but my brain decided it must be my fault. So I, um. I jumped into the Thames.

Charlie: So yeah. Um, the ambulance people asked for my parents phone number and I just - I couldn’t deal with that right now. I just - (humorless laugh) - I told them my parents were dead. They didn’t know how to respond for a second, but they asked if I had someone else to contact. At this point, I’d visited the Institute a few times and met Gertrude. I was doing a school project on, like, local businesses, and I thought it would be cool to do the Institute. Gertrude had helped with a bit of the project - she was head Archivist after all. Looking back on it, I think she probably did it cause she has this sixth-sense about people who’ve been marked. I probably walked in that first day marked up to the wazoo for the End, and she took an interest in me.

Charlie: Whatever it was, I knew she would at least cover for me. So I told the ambulance staff to call the Institute, ask Rosie for Gertrude Robinson. They looked alarmed, but maybe half an hour later, I was sitting in a hospital room, Gertrude Robinson acting like she was my grandma.

(laugh)

Charlie: She’s rather convincing, when she needs to be - had a whole act about being a kind old lady. She was all (imitating an old woman) ‘my sweet little Charlie’ (laugh) Knowing what she’s done now, I’m not sure if I should’ve been impressed or afraid…

Charlie: Probably afraid.

Charlie: Anyway, she got me out of there real quick. Since we were in Chelsea - and my parents lived and worked in central London - I wasn’t much afraid of them finding out. It wasn’t in the news - (sarcastically) lucky me - and as far as I know, they never found out. Gertrude walked me home, which was...nice? I don’t know why she did it. Maybe she was actually worried for me. Probably not though.

Charlie: I stopped really going home after that. Or to school. I told my parents I’d got a job, and I was living with a friend. Both sort of true. I emailed my teachers, told them I was in a ward and I would pick up the work I needed to do at the beginning of the week and drop it off on Fridays. People aren’t exactly keen to pry into that sort of stuff, and as long as I got the work in, no one really cared. So I effectively moved into the attic of the Magnus Institute. Elias said it was fine, as long as I wasn’t disruptive. I became a sort of assistant - I took statements, filed them - I was one of the only ones who could understand Gertrude’s system - and looked into some cases for Gertrude. But my real job was in artefact storage.

Charlie: I know people don’t love it there, but I’ve always been interested in them. Gerard says it’s stupid teenage curiosity, but...he’s not my mom. Even if he was, I wouldn’t listen to him. Anyways, my job was to look into the objects that really messed people up. Not gonna go into super specific detail, cause the really bad ones are technically, like, classified or something, but lets just say there’s a reason I hate bugs.

Charlie: This was all fine, and I kind of fell into a routine for a few months. But I started to notice something. When people came in to give statements, I could, kind of, feel something about them. Like they were still going somewhere. The statements I took were always unfinished somehow.

Charlie: It got to a point where Mikey had to stop an interview because I wouldn't stop asking the woman if she was sure that was everything. I didn’t know what was going on, until one day I was walking home from the store - there’s no real food in the Institute fridge so I lived off of microwaved meals mostly - and I felt this pull. It wasn’t, like a literal pull. More like - (sigh) - you know when you’re walking back to bed in the dark and you feel like something’s about to get you, so you, like, throw yourself into bed and pull your covers up. Yeah, well, it felt kinda like that, except...except I was the thing in the dark. I don’t know how long I walked for, but it was after midnight by the time I came to an apartment complex.

Charlie: The women before, who I had been interviewing. She said there was something wrong with her gas pipes, but whenever she asked the landlord to check it out, they said there was nothing wrong. But she kept smelling gas. I could certainly smell it, as I walked up the stairs in a daze. I came to a door, 407. The door was locked, and when I put my hand on it, it burned. But I didn’t flinch - instead I turned the nob and I could hear the lock snap.

Charlie: Inside the apartment looked normal. I walked into a side room and the woman was asleep in her bed. She looked terrified. She asked me why I was here, was I going to kill her?

Charlie: I shook my head. No. I wasn’t going to kill her. But she was going to die. And -

Charlie: And the building, it exploded.

Charlie: I don’t know why I didn’t die, but she certainly did.

Charlie: (laugh) Jude was pretty pissed about that. Said I ‘took’ her sacrifice. Like everything doesn’t already belong to death.

Charlie: It doesn’t happen a lot, anymore, but I could tell when it would happen. I don’t know why the deaths are important. It didn’t happen when (shaky) when Gertrude left Mikey. Though I suppose he’s not really dead...is he.

Charlie: I don’t know. There’s a couple statements that mention me, but I don’t like to read them. It makes me feel guilty. I guess it’s not really my fault - they would’ve died anyway, but…

Charlie: Yeah, so. Um. Statement ends.

Tape player clicks off.

Recorder clicks on

Long, shaky exhale

Jon: Well, that’s, enlightening. I’m going to be honest though, I have more questions than answe -

Door opening

Charlie: Jon! Hey, I’ve got a question about this case, I think you might’ve misfiled it cause Martin said - 

Jon: Um, actually I was -

Charlie: Oh, are you recording right now, sorry! What’s this statement about?

Footsteps, sounds of shuffling papers. Charlie’s voice is much closer to the recorder now.

Charlie: Is that a tape? One of Gertrude’s? I thought the police had taken them all?

Jon: (fumbling) No, um, it’s -

Charlie: Wait, is...is that my tape Jon?

Jon: I mean - well - yes - but I - oh god - I just, I didn’t think -

Charlie: (cruelly) No, you didn’t think, did you Jon. (voice breaking) I hope you’re happy, now you know. I defended you, you know. Tim’s been so pissy and I - (voice cracks) I wanted to believe you weren’t that type of person but…

Jon: Charlie--

Charlie: No. I’m… don’t talk to me Jon. I don’t want to hear it.

Loud footsteps, door slams

Jon: Shit.

Recorder clicks off.

[krokonoko]

I have a few for the ship ask thing: mcwexler, amber/jo (jamber? jam? ambo?), gus/tyrus (tygus, that’s a slam dunk), and nacho/hector (hacho? /nector/??)

McWexler

oh boy. okay it says “brutally honest” sooo I dug this hole myself. Despite the fact that I often ignore a show’s main straight couple, I used to really like McWexler, and when I watch the first couple of seasons I still do! Because they are not like most ordinary main straight couples. It’s a super interesting relationship they got going on and I loved seeing it develop from Kim going “eeeh no Jimmy’s not really my friend” to Howard to her ripping Howard a new one over his treatment of Jimmy.

Recently tho, my excitement for them has died down a lot (but to be fair, that’s true for pretty much everything else in BCS). In earlier seasons, it felt to me like their relationship was much more complex and made up out of many different aspects (best friends, rivals, lovers, narrative foils, etc). Also they both had other shit going on in their lives, other plot points and relationships to worry about. But now it feels to me like their relationship is exclusively all about romantic love, and esp Kim barely has any relevant relationship with another relevant character other than Jimmy anymore. And that’s just. Everything I’m not a fan of about main straight couples.

No offense to anyone who disagrees ofc. You guys keep on shippin!

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Amber/Jo aka Jamber! <3

Good shit! I’m not super emotionally invested or anything, but these two deserve something nice in their lives, and there’s no way they didn’t figure out ways to pass the time when Nacho’s gone. Keeping my fingers crossed for them!

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Gus/Tyrus aka Tygus~

👌👌👌 look me in the eyes and tell me nothing ever went down there.

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Nacho/Hector

I mean I ship Nacho with ALL the Salamancas, and that includes Hector! You can bet your ass Lalo isn’t the first Salamanca Nacho tried to wrap around his finger...! Tho I also headcanon that Hector is the Salamanca who Nacho’s advances worked the least on.

[techouspeaks]

Quick Thoughts on Healin Good Precure Episode 1 First Impressions.

The first word I will use to describe this episode and the series in a nutshell is CUTE! Absolutely, cute! I just want to eat this series up, it’s adorable! Even the first bad guy henchman, which I’ll get to in a minute, is cute with his voice and his overall design.

The ideas that they use are nothing new as suspected. You have these fairy characters that need to find their human partners and Nodoka is another happy go lucky type but with a twist and an understandable twist. She was either disabled, which I do too lean more towards. She might have had a curved spine (Forrest Gump) or some sort of other complication due to her legs and might have just had a weak immune system or maybe another illness that could be cured. So it makes sense for her to actually be this way now that she’s better.

The whole element spirit reminds me of Splash Precure a bit as well as Futari Wa Precure, so some may get a lot of classic/nostalgia feels from this element.

The villain is another humanoid character in a coat but I will give them this, the vampire look makes sense given it seems to be life vs decay in this. He’s very handsome and it’s great to see that Grace and Daruizen (I just want to call him Daru) will probably rivals and maybe...possibly something more. (Hey! I went through many years without shipping a cure with a villain! GIVE ME THIS ONE!)

Granted people can’t call him too old because they seem to be about the same age so people who had issues with CloseXHaruka and NozomiXCoco can shut up! It’s indicated they’re the same age!  In fact, he kinda reminds me of one of my own characters a little bit.(A vampire character.) Not saying they are vampires, it’s more indicated they’re devils but come on! That skin, the clothes, feels more vampire than devil!

The stuff animal, I mean fairy crew, are good too. Rabi is enjoyably sassy, Pegitan is sweet and Nyatoran is basically Harry from Hugtto as a cat. I also like we get a blue cure that is more sporty. I mean, most of the time blue cures can be athletic but they’re mostly athletic in say archery or dance if anything at all, with the exception of Cure Berry but even she didn’t strive to be an athletic star. She just jogged to stay fit because she wanted to be a model. So it’s good to see a blue cure that’s athletic in other things and looks to be striving for an athletic dream or goal perhaps. Yellow cure I think is okay. She definitely seems a bit more her own character than what I was guessing. I was worried she’d be a copy of Cure Lemonade. (Sorry I can’t always remember civilian names.) She kinda has a mix of all the cures before her.

Speaking of which, yeah...The designs are still lack luster. Every time I see Grace’s shoes especially and hair, I just see Cure Flora. I don’t see a new Cure. I see Cure Flora lookalike. They could have done so much with the designs! Wasted opportunity and potential! I know I’ll probably get use to it eventually but come on! They could have done so much more! Shoot, Nodoka has short hair! Make her the first pink cure that has short hair! 

Though, speaking of designs, I find it interesting that Daru has flower earrings that mach Cure Grace’s hair spots. 

Again, I might end up shippin. The opening suggest they’re rivals and then you have the fact he’s wearing flower earrings. Who knows? Maybe before he was a villain he liked flowers and maybe Grace can teach him to love flowers again, thus fulfilling the reason they should be a thing! 

Opening and Ending were okay. I basically forgot both tunes so not incredibly catchy but do remember the visuals. Though, again I strongly feel Go Princess Precure with that opening and I dunno if I should take it as unoriginal or inspiring.

Other than generic designs, this is a fairly decent start. Nothing annoyed me too much except again, the generic designs of the Precures. Give the first episode an average 6 1/2 stars out of 10!

Also I never realized that for a while, they cures didn’t yell out “Precure!” before they transformed until now. Just goes to show how much I cared about that...

[nadineselfships-archived]

I was tagged by @lildreamysoul to answer questions with Wade!! I am really excited to do this thank you Ash!! 💜💜

Yes, thank you Ash, it was about time I got my well deserved screen time! I'm sure you all missed me, I know I missed you!

Of course they missed you, now let's get into these questions!

Lay 'em on me baby!

1. Introduce yourselves. Who are you? What do you like to do?

Your local dumbass Nadine reporting for duty! I work with my sibling Remy at our company Sinclaire Industries but I spend most of my time at Wade and I's home, avoiding paperwork and taking care of the kids.

And I am the one and only Deadpool, might of heard of me or seen my movies? With Reynolds, yeah, that guy can play me any day, what a cutie amirite? But anyway, if you somehow don't know me, I'm the adorable merc with a mouth that never shuts up and i somehow tricked Nadine into marrying me.

We used to like to do a lot of dumb shit together, if you saw us anywhere there would be a building on fire somewhere behind us and probably unholy demons we accidentally unleashed chasing us after stealing something we shouldn't have.

Ah, good times. Yeah, now days we spend every second spoiling the kiddos, spending as much time with them as possible. My favourite part of the week is family movie night, nothing feels better then being in a giant cuddle pile of people you'd do anything for.

2. How was your first meeting like?

So, that's a funny story actually, real funny–I mean, really, hilarious if you will.

He was trying to break into the company building and crashed through the window in one of the meeting rooms, where I just so happened to be, in a meeting. Even better, right, he landed on top of me, glass sticking out of him literally everywhere.

I like to think I made a good first impression.

It was an impression, that's for sure.

3. How did you get together? Who confessed first?

Honestly it was a shock either of us managed to just accept our feelings, telling each other was a whole other ballgame. But, I got frustrated and decided to just tell him how i felt and that uhm, went, bad. It went bad.

It didn't–It wasn't, that, bad.

You fell off the statue of liberty and didn't talk to me for two weeks.

It was a lot to take in! How are you supposed to deal with a heartfelt confession from your crush?

I don't know–I got him to talk to me eventually anyway, I just had to corner him in an alleyway which was easy because he'd been following me like a creep. We decided to take it slow from there and well, here we are!

4. What are your thoughts on PDA

I never used to be a fan of it because of my social anxiety but Wade makes me feel safe and when i'm with him i forget about everything else and don't mind smothering him in kisses no matter where we are or who's watching!

PDA is my jam. I don't care what's happening I'm gonna be lovin' on my baby, kisses, cuddles n' all that good stuff, anytime, anywhere! Not even the end of the world could keep me away from giving Nadine the love they deserve!

You're making it mushy s t o p abshdhfakdk-

5. How do you show your affection towards each other/what are your love languages?

Oh gosh I dunno, I guess we do a lot of everything? Mainly physical touch though, we like to show how we feel through our actions but I do like to tell Wade I love him at least a million times a day.

Yeah, we don't really do gifts or anything, but we do take care of each other and sometimes has those mushy three am conversations about how much we mean to each other. And I don't say it a million times a day but I do leave sticky notes for Nadine to find throughout the day, not sure what that counts as.

It counts as being the best husband in the world. 💜💜

I'll take that!

6. Who's more introverted and who's more extroverted?

Nadine is my cute lil' hermit who likes to live in their cave while I'm their brave, handsome social butterfly–Gotta lot of friends and fans to keep up with yanno.

Yeah, ideally I'd never leave the house, but I got a job to do and kids to take to school, Wade just has a higher social meter than I do.

7. Who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?

Wade is the little spoon and I'm the big spoon!! I love holding him around his waist and nuzzling my face into his back!!

Sometimes we'll have one or three of the kiddos crawl into bed with us and then it's more of a cuddle pile than anything. The cutest, most comfortable cuddle pile ever.

8. What do you like doing together most?

If it's just the two of us? I love when we get to sleep in and cuddle in bed, talking and barely making sense and sharing lazy kisses and just, not having to think about anything else. I love that.

Awe babe I'm gonna cry! I gotta agree that's some healing shit, nothing better. Well, I do have another favourite activity to do in bed but we'll keep to the sweet stuff today.

9. Tell us a fun fact about the other!

Wade will stay up all night sometimes just watching the kids, it's really sweet and it also means I don't have to get up if the baby starts crying because Wade's already there rocking her and singing her a lullaby. Fun fact, he's a great dad.

Okay wow, just expose me like that then. Two can play at that game dearest; Nadine was so worried about the kids having good birthdays they planned a lot of them up until their eighteenths, with wiggle room for shifting interests, which, I think, is the most adorable thing in the world.

Shut up that's, a normal parent thing.

Not it's not babe, it's really not. But it's very cute. ❤

10. Tag other selfshippers and their f/o's.

Okay let's see, we tag; (feel free to ignore this if you're not feeling up to it, i tried to tag everyone who interacted with the post i made💜)

@space-sweetheart and Fredrick

@pink-n-purple-honey and Ramuda

@millizines and Earnest

@rose-wine-selfships and Atsushi

@shippin-in-the-rain and Soren

@promptoargentumsgirlfriend and Prompto

@poetryandnightmares and Julian

@thedevilsrosee and Kali

@jinxthequeergirl and Poe

@houseof1000selfships and Cad

@disneymarina and Leon

@puppy-self-ship and Freddy

@pkselfship and Sylvain

@wildcardwithaheart and Loki

@lovesick-clownlord and Hades

@jaklovemail and Ash

@junkratsloverat and Jamie

@ollievoil and Robotnik and Stone

And anyone else who wants to do this!!

[rkplaced]

@slayfever  //  mun - related  shipping  questions:  do all of them. do it. every single one of the numbers. d

01.  otps  for  felix.

            i  wouldn’t  say  i  have  any  otps  per  se,  since  i  don’t  really  like  ...  ship  him  with  any  characters  immediately ?  i  mean,  that’s  probably  because  he’s  basically  my  oc,  haha,  but  like.  we  shippin  felix  on  a  case  by  case  basis  for  now !

02.  notps  for  felix.

            fuckin  uhh  reed900  .......................  don’t  ship  that  shit  at  all,  sorry  gamers  ...............

03.  which  canon  muses  do  you  currently  ship  with ?

            my  one  &  only  ship  is  with  60  at  the  moment !  like  i  said  above,  i  didn’t  start  out  shipping  it,  but  felix  clicked  with  ghostie’s  colin  &  now,,

04.  are  you  oc  shipping  friendly ?

            of  course !  again,  there’s  nothing  i  really  ship  right  off  the  bat  in  regards  to  felix,  so  i’d  like  to  think  ocs  are  on  even  playing  grounds  with  everyone  else !

05.  do  you  currently  have  any  oc  ships ?

            not  at  the  moment,  no.

06.  do  you  have  an  ot3  for  your  muse ?  are  you  open  to  polyshipping ?

            i  don’t  have  an  ot3  for  the  same  reason  i  don’t  have  an  otp.  i’m  very  much  open  to  polyshipping  if  something  like  that  ever  develops,  though !

07.  is  your  muse  difficult  to  ship  with ?

            tentative  yes ?  i  dunno,  i’m  pretty  selective  with  shipping  but  also.  i’m  dying  for  ships.  i  guess  he’s  difficult  to  ship  with  since  he  has  trouble  getting  close  to  people,  but  that  doesn’t  last  forever  or  anything  so ?  really,  i  dunno.  depends  on  the  verse,  though,  maybe.

08.  does  your  muse  get  jealous  easily ?

            not  particularly !  i  think  his  anxiety  would  lead  him  to  get  scared  a  lot  in  relationships,  but  his  concerns  would  probably  tend  to  be  about  his  partner,  not  the  security  of  their  relationship.  if  that  makes  sense.

09.  are  you  multiship ?

            yes !  i  don’t  ship  with  duplicates  of  the  same  muse,  though !

10.  a  ship  in  the  dbh  fandom  i  love  that  doesn’t  include  felix.

            am  i  allowed  to  say  jerry  &  ralph  even  though  i  have  a  blog  for  jerry ?  uhh  if  not  ...  definitely  simon  &  markus !

11.  a  ship  in  the  dbh  fandom  i  dislike  that  doesn’t  include  felix.

            definitely  hankcon.  i  very  much  see  hank  as  a  father  to  connor,  so  seeing  people  ship  them  makes  me  highkey  uncomfortable.  (  to  each  their  own,  of  course !  i  just  can’t  really  handle  it.  <’:  )

12.  do  you  believe  roleplaying  a  ship  adds  to  character  development ?

            oh,  definitely.  especially  with  me,  i  think.  i  don’t  take  shipping  lightly,  so  ships  i  do  often  impact  my  muses  a  lot !  if  you  decide  to  ship  with  me ?  god  help  you,  everything  is  over  for  you,  i  will  never  leave  you  alone,  i’m  thinking  about  our  ship  all  the  fucking  time,  i

13.  do  you  get  jealous  of  your  partners  other  ships ?

            uh,  this  has  never  happened  to  me  before,  no  ...  although  i  do  think  it’s  a  little  shitty  to  ship  with  more  than  one  version  of  the  same  muse ?  it  just  makes  the  whole  thing  less  special,  &  it  either  gets  confusing  keeping  track  of  the  relationship  differences  or  it’s  just.  the  same  &  the  same.  yikes !

14.  how  many  ships  is  too  many ?

            there’s  never  enough.

15.  is  there  a  ship  or  type  of  ship  that  you  will  never  write,  no  matter  what  the  circumstances  are ?

reed900.

[painted-piggy-ships-archive]

(sorry this is my favorite gif rn fuufdudfuifddiu)

I’m doin’ it, yo, I’m shippin’ with ol’ lasagna face himself. Probably (like with Frank-n-Furter) ooc, but this makes me happy so I’m going to do it in my way and not give a fuck what others think.

My s/i; Name: Tucker Fennimore Pronouns: They/Them About: A college student working towards a job as an illustrator and maybe animator. Sleep is both a friend and an enemy of theirs, with a horrid sleep schedule brought on by anything from procrastination to hyperfixation, so it was easy for Freddy to infiltrate their dreams. (Even if it was out of the norm for him to go after a college kid who had nothing to do with the annoying teenagers he usually slaughtered.) But he didn’t have an interest in killing them, truly. He had been keeping an eye on them and unknowingly began to... Feel things. He tried his best not to scare them in their dreams, but as a fan of gorey cartoons they weren’t much bothered by Freddy’s appearance. Eventually through some supernatural happenstance or other, Tucker could see Freddy outside of their dreams and even interact with him in this state. Through this they grew close, and eventually fell in love.

Freddy headcanons; Super duper loving towards Tucker, completely the opposite from his usual self. (Aside from a few well-timed wisecracks and heavy flirting to make Tucker blush like hell.) He loves seeing Tucker wearing his clothes, it makes him absolutely melt. Has lots of nicknames for them; Tucktuck, Fenni, Ladybug... Nobody gets between Mr. Krueger and comforting his lover. Nobody. Spontaneous gift giving!

Ship Name: My Favorite Insomniac