#and you gotta do what you gotta do for your own well being

[just-sg]

You don't even have to do that! At the very least you don't have to start there.

You don't have to assume a positive. What you do need to do is not assume a negative. And if you can't do that, at least work on getting better at casting doubt on the negative.

"I think people DO like me and WANT to spend time with me!" - Difficult! Especially when you have evidence to the contrary. Sets yourself up for failure to apply too liberally, even, because not everyone will like you (or anyone!), and if you start out trying to assume the impossible, of course you're going to run into times it's not true, and then you accidentally trick your brain into believing it's never true. Still ideal to assume about people who have already established decent or better relationships with you, but if you can't?

"I think people DON'T like me and DON'T WANT to spend time with me." - Easy, cowardly, and frankly really mean to the people who like you! What, do you think they lie to you maliciously for fun? Do you think they're the kind of people who just pity you? Not "do you think you're the kind of person who 'deserves' that", but do you think they are the kinds of assholes who would do that? If so, look for better friends. If not, stop making mean accusations about your friends to server your own self-loathing. Also, simply an unrealistic thing to assume. Everything always being bad is just as unlikely as everything always being good.

"DO people want to spend time with me? I DON'T KNOW. I can't know what they're thinking! If they tell me directly, they could be lying, but they could not. I guess the only way to find out is to try. Sometimes this will not go well but at least I won't be assuming wrong." - Neutral, and potentially more helpful for brand new people especially, even if you should still work on getting better at assuming positives. Going in expecting disappointment is possible but not just assuming it to a point of making it self-fulfilling is a light but functional guard. If you never let yourself risk getting hurt at all, you also guarantee you'll never get any of the rewards those risks may have earned. But it doesn't have to be all or nothing. You can brace yourself and reduce how much it hurts IF (IF!!!) it does end up hurting, and still put yourself out there.

And lastly-

"I think people DON'T like me or what to be around me, because CLEARLY I'm so awful. Then again, if I'm really so bad, why would my judgment be the one single thing I'm amazing at? If I think other people are better than me, and some of them are saying I'm better than I think, maybe I should try trusting they know better than me and see how that goes?" - Sometimes that's where you gotta start. If you simply cannot bring yourself to see anything about yourself that isn't overtly negative, stop asking your own opinion and trust the people who like you, even if you can't believe them, even if it's only just enough to say "I guess there's a chance I could be wrong." Believe in the friends who believe in you.

assuming that people like you and want to spend time with you is crucial to making friends. unfortunately this is the hardest thing to do in the world

[munsonsmixtapes]

I have a feral Eddie request for you!

As a surprise for Eddie, you make homemade Corroded Coffin merch and wear it to a gig at the Hideout.

When he sees you he becomes so feral, he has to take you in the bathroom…He almost misses his set.

cw: MDNI (18+) smut (p in v) unprotected sex (wrap it before you smack it)

You head into the Hideout on the hunt for the curly head of hair that belong to your boyfriend. The place is so smoky that you're barely able to make him out by the stage where he's tuning his guitar. you make a beeline for him and smile brightly as you debut the Corroded Coffin t-shirt you stayed up all night making.

You put their logo on on the front and on the back, it has their songs since the only places they've actually played were the middle school talent show and The Hideout where they play every week. And just as a little treat, you cut the neckline, making it to where your bra straps are very visible. If you're lucky, he'll have his way with you after the show.

"You're early," he says as you approach him, leaning in to give you a kiss, but his eyes darken once he sees your shirt. Oh, he's gotta have you and he's gotta have you now.

And he’s sure of it as soon as he pulls away to see how good your ass looks in tight skirt. You’re perfect and he has to let you know that. To show you. And he thinks the Hideout bathroom is the perfect place to do so.

Eddie grabs you by the hand and leads you to the men's bathroom and you know exactly what he's up to. This is exactly what you wanted and you smile to yourself because you know your man so well.

You're both lucky that it's empty, but it wouldn't really stop you if it wasn't since everyone seems to get the hint that they need to clear out once the two of you appear. This isn't the first time the two of you have fucked in one of the bathrooms at the bar and it most certainly won't be the last.

You're pulled into the only stall and as soon as the door is locked, you're pushed up against the wall, Eddie's lips on yours in a hungry kiss while his hands are hurrying to push up your skirt.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he says against your lips as his hands dip into your underwear to pull them off. Normally, he would take his time and finger you until you're dripping, but not tonight. There's no time. He can tell you're already soaked anyway.

He slides your panties down your thighs and pockets them before dropping his own pants and boxers. His cock is rock hard and you barely have the chance to see exactly what you're working with before he slams into you. He wraps your legs around his waist as he slides in and out of you with more force than ever before, the most filthy moans spilling from both of your mouths.

"You know what you were doing wearing this little thing, didn't you? The skirt and the t-shirt are a lethal combo," he breathes as he continues to pound into you and you're unsure how you can keep your legs wrapped around him because they're already going limp.

He holds onto you, though, feeling your thighs slipping. You can't give up just yet. He's only getting started.

"This is only the appetizer," he says he brings his mouth to your neck, giving it a nip before going in for a hard suck. "After the show, you're all mine and intend on devouring you."

You've never seen him like this and can't say you hate it. You love how rough he's being with you, how he's taking what he wants from you. And you're so willing to give, offering yourself up on a silver platter just the way he likes.

"God, please do," you whine, already feeling your vision going hazy. You're boneless in his arms and you don't even care. You want this continue as long as he can hold out.

He's pounding even harder now, pulling moan after moan from you as he's now putting all of himself inside you, knowing that you can take it like the good girl you are.

"Always take me so well," he tells you as he pulls away, wanting to see just how fucked out you are. "And you're so pretty when you do it. Sound pretty too."

He gives one last thrust and you're orgasming. It's possibly (definitely) the best one you've ever had, but it's cut short when someone bursts into the bathroom, banging their fists on the stall door. Eddie quickly sets you on your feet and the two of you are quick to fix yourselves.

Eddie hands your panties back to you and you take them, putting him in his back pocket before giving him a quick kiss and fleeing the stall only to come face to face with a very angry Gareth.

"Can't keep it in your pants for one night, can you?" He glares at Eddie who doesn't seem to feel any sort of shame for his actions.

"Not a chance," Eddie shakes his head, unable to stop himself from staring at your ass as you exit the bathroom. Yeah, he's pretty sure he's the luckiest guy in the world.

[becauseimswagman1]

Lightskin brothaaaaa

Kelvin Harrison Jr. x reader

Warnings: humiliation kink mentioned, voyeurism kink mentioned, suggestive flirtation, hint at bisexual!Kelvin, hint at bisexual!Aaron

----Reader asks Kelvin to have a threesome... kelvin has some qualms about it---- Reader is in a girl group btw-----

--------------------

Life after hard launching your relationship with Kelvin was actually pretty fucking chill.

The two of you went almost everywhere together, unlike your typical couple with busy schedules.

You practically lived in his skin and vice versa. Since y’all have been together, going on two years (secretly at first), the fans have gotten used to him appearing on not only yours, but your group’s social media doing dance challenges. He especially made appearances on Instagram since that’s where you’re the most active. Every chance you got, you posted relatable relationship quotes that the fans immediately knew were talking about Kelvin. You also posted a shit ton of pics of him being the lightskin ass clown he is.

But that’s surface level, let’s get into the real shit.

You wanted to spice things up (as if things could get any spicer, y’all two gots DOWN) with him by having a threesome, but he was NOT having it.

“What do you mean you want me to watch while another man fucks the shit outta you?!”

“Exactly what you think it means! It’s not like you’re not into voyeurism.” You really couldn’t see the problem here.

“As true as that may be, that shit is NOT happening with Trevante of all people!”

….There’s the problem…

“Cause he’s wayyyy buffer than me and I don’t have time for my girlfriend to say mildly mean things to me while she’s about to get fucked by a big strong man.”

“But you’re into that….”

“Shut it! That was ONE time!”

You laughed, “I said you nutted like a weak ass bitch then you literally shot so hard it got on the ceiling. And you wanna try and tell me you’re not into a little humiliation.”

“Fine, fine, whatever. Look, if we’re gonna do it, then who it’s with has to be my choice.”

“...what?”

“Yeah, it has to be. I need to do research first on candidates.”

“Candidates? Is this the presidential election? Baby, what the fuck? And what type of research are we talking about?”

“Don’t worry about that. Just know I got it handled.”

“...Are you gonna survey dick sizes? Is this about him not having a bigger dick than you?”

“No! No! Of course, not- maybe- okay No! It’s not. I’m just gonna do extensive searching for the perfect man. He’s gotta be really fucking hot, but not hotter than me if he’s gonna get my permission to touch you.”

You cooed, “Awe, babe! I knew you were bisexual-”

“Baby, no!”

“... Just a little bisexual…? It’s okay to admit it. We all are.”

“I’m not unpacking that right now!”

All you could do was laugh as he stormed out of the room like a diva.

—-----------------------------------------

After that conversation, neither you nor Kelvin spoke of the topic again. You figured he was taking finding a partner seriously, but not this seriously.

In secret, he had been conducting interviews, asking basic questions. Asking for kinks (if they had any) and their most recent STD test results (and if it’s been a while, then that they get tested). Ya know, standard shit. Nothing serious.

—-----------------------------------------

—--TWO MONTHS LATER—---

Kelvin had finally found the perfect person for the threesome.

The guy is someone he trusts, not only with his well-being but with you and your pleasure in bed.

—---------------------------------

“Baby!” Kelvin steps into your dorm like he lives there. He was so ready for you to stop being so picky about choosing an apartment. You also didn’t wanna leave your girls’ unattended, lord knows they’d burn the place down without you there, but the two of you wanted your own space. Kelvin wants to be able to love on you without someone popping up and interrupting.

“Baby, where you at?” He took off his shoes and walked around your dorm. It just seemed to be just you home today.

“Bae? I’m in my room!” you almost didn’t hear him due to your music being turned up loud through your headphones.

He walked in, “I’ve found someone.”

“Found someone for what?”

He sat next to you on the bed and sprawled out, “Someone for our rendezvous.”

“OH! A rendezvous? Bae, are we going on a quest? The fuck is a rendezvous, call that shit what it is.”

“Fine. I’ve found someone for our threesome.”

You snickered, “There you go.”

“Anyways, this guy is perfect. He’s tall and checks all of our boxes.”

“Oh… ours? As in our boxes? You must be finally ready to unpack-”

“No!” he put his hand over your mouth, “I’m not. Shh! The guy is Aaron.”

Your eyes widened and you spoke behind his hand, “Aaron?”

Kelvin moved his hand, “Yeah. I had listed what you liked about me and the traits you liked, that I didn’t have and came up with an extensive list of guys. And no Trevante wasn’t on it so don’t even ask.”

You slumped down in the bed a bit.

“After talking to all of them, Aaron ended up being the best choice.”

Your brows furrowed, “Wait… does he know it’s for a threesome?”

“Nah. I lied to them all and said I was doing a survey for this underground actor freaky club.”

You held back your laughter. Only your man would do this. “So we gotta ask if he’s down?”

“Yeah, babe. Aaron’s chill though.”

You looked at him, “Riiight, asking your close friend to have a threesome with you and your girlfriend is so easy.”

“Was that sarcasm?”

“You know it was.”

“It’ll be fine. We’ll talk to him over drinks tomorrow.”

“TOMORROW?!” you got up off the bed and started pacing around your room. “The fuck you mean tomorrow?”

Kelvin sat up, “Yeah. I’m ready.”

“You’re ready?!” you slowed down your pacing, “Like actually?”

“Yeah, babe. I’m more than ready, I’m excited.”

You sat down next to him, “If you’re confident then so am I. I trust you.”

He wrapped his arm around your waist and kissed your forehead, “I love you.”

“I know.”

He smacked the side of your head playfully.

“Fineeeee. I love you, too, my bisex-”

He mushed your face, “Sweet moment over.” —-------------------------

Tomorrow came way too fast. Luckily it was a rare day that y’all had the day off, so you had the whole day to freak out and get advice.

You walked into your favorite member's room.

“Damn, you don’t how to knock?”

“Hush. I’m having a threesome.” you plopped face-first onto her bed.

She shut the book she was reading, “A what?! I knew you and that lightskin were freaky frogs. Who’s it with?”

Muffled, “Aaron.”

“WHO?!”

You turned over on your back, “Aaron.”

“Oh, he’s hot. Have fun for real.”

“Have fun???? I’m supposed to fuck him in front of Kelvin.”

“That little cuck bitch. Y’all are nasty!”

“I know you ain’t talking, yo ass in a scandal now for sneaking around with most of the motherfuckers in my man’s friend group. You ain’t slick.”

“You didn’t even have to go there.”

“Well, I did. Anyways, I need help.”

“For what? You’re fucking tw…” she gags, “two hot men.”

You narrowed your eyes, “I heard that. You not slick.”

She rolled her eyes, “Whatever.”

“Kelvin and I are discussing things over with Aaron tonight over drinks. I just want things to go smoothly.”

“And things will, sis. Trust in your man, yourself, and most importantly, trust in that Henny.” she chuckled.

You laughed, “Bitch, you so stupid.”

“But that Henny’ll get you right. Nice and relaxed.”

“That’s true.” You got up off her bed, “I’m gonna go start getting ready.”

“Put on something sexy! And tell that lightskin that you wanna try double penetration!”

“Absolutely not!” you walked outta her room.

—-------------------------------

Kelvin walked into the apartment you shared with your group, per usual, like he lived there.

“Kelvin, what’s up?” the youngest member greeted him.

He smiled, “Hey, is she ready?”

“Almost. You want some water while you wait?”

“Nah, nah. I’ll be alright.” he went to the living room and sat on the couch.

“Lightskin!” the second youngest yelled as she sat next to him, “Y’all, uh, tryna have a threesome with A-A-ron I heard.”

Kelvin sighed, sometimes you were the bain of his existence, “Yeah and I heard you’re still getting death threats from fucking half of my friends and getting caught doing it, right?”

She nodded, “Okay okay. Coming with the jokes. I’ll leave you alone. I can see how nervous you are.”

Finally, you walked out of your room, “Is this whore bothering you?”

Kelvin stood up at the sound of your voice and walked over to you.

“Whore?? I resent that.”

“Sure you do. It’s practically tattooed on your forehead.”

Instead of answering, she just slumped down on the couch.

“Ready, babe?” he said kissing your cheek.

“Yeah, let’s go before I get the itch to ring somebody’s neck.”

And with that, y’all were off.

—---------------------------------

“When I agreed to drinks, I didn’t think you would’ve rented out a section for us. Why so secluded for some drinks?” Aaron said.

Kelvin smirked, “Oh, you know we just wanted some privacy for what we plan to talk about.”

“Talk about what?”

“Uh…” Kelvin trailed off, “Babe?”

Oh, he expected you to say this. You guess it’s only right since you were the one who brought it up to him.

“Aaron, we wanna ask if you’d be down to have a threesome with us. Total one time thing and it’s completely fine if you say no.”

Aaron chuckles and finishes his drink, “I think I’m gonna need another drink.”

“I think we all do.” Kelvin motioned for the waiter to bring y’all the bottle.

“Actually, leave it. Thank you,” you said to the waiter.

The waiter set the bottle on the table and walked off.

Aaron poured refills for you and Kelvin first then refilled his own and took a long sip, “Is that why you were you asking me about my kinks? I knew it wasn’t for a freaky-ass actor sex club!”

Kelvin chuckles, “Yeah, man... Sorry, I lied. I just wanted the best guy for this.”

“And what does your girl think?”

You took a sip of your drink, “His girl thinks you’re very sexy and that you look like you can fuck good.”

Aaron smirked, “Looks like you’re in luck, I never leave my partners unsatisfied. You’re both attractive and I’d never miss an opportunity to have two hot people in my bed.”

You smirk, thinking of a sly game to play. You slid your left hand onto Kelvin’s lap, switching between rubbing and squeezing his growing erection, and slid your right foot up Aaron’s leg, just resting the sole of your shoe on his crotch.

“Oh…” Aaron chuckles, “Someone wants the party to start early.”

“Seems like she does. Having fun baby?” Kelvin looks at you.

You smile a little, “Yeah, but I could have more if we get outta here.”

Aaron cleared his throat and then stood up, “I’ll get the check.”

“What a gentleman.” your boyfriend said.

Aaron leaned over to the side y’all were sitting on and said to no one in particular, “I’m always a gentleman.”

“Promise?” you said.

“Like I said, always.” then he walks away, searching for the waiter to pay.

“Kelvin he’s fucking perfect.”

“Yeah. I made a good choice didn’t I?”

“If your dick is anything to go by then I’d say you did. You’re hard as fuck.”

He glances down at his growing pain and holds in a groan, “Yeah, I am. Aaron’s hot as hell.”

“Thank you.” Aaron said, “Let’s get outta here. I got more liquor at my place and ya know, my bed. ”

You and Kelvin stood up quickly, sneaking glances at each other. Y’all knew a time would be had.

—---END—-------

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[twipsai]

this one panel in issue #50 and it's, like, not THAT bad alright

fuck it im tired and had a long day this is my treat to myself. im talking about that panel. yes, THAT panel. which one?

THIS ONE. alrighty this is off the cuff and terrible, lets go.

so this panel isnt like, that bad in context when it comes to Sonic. i think specifically "ive made peace with enough enemies to know there is a better way" is a really interesting line here, because it calls back to the amount of times that the "villain" hes fought has just been a person whos hurting, and how hes been able to help those people. it makes sense that eventually hes more keen on trying to figure out someones whole story before deciding if theyve gotta go (which is rare).

but i want to talk about the FRAMING of this panel, and specifically the larger context of this issue in particular. theres a lot of flip-flopping in perspectives. usually, IDW is told through Sonic's perspective (loosely, this kind of thing is up to interpretation a lot), but in issue 50, it switches rapidly between four different groups -- Sonic and Surge, Tails and Kit, Eggman and Starline, and Belle and Metal. within these groups, the perspective its being told from changes a few times, but never as much as Sonic and Surge's do

i actually love these two when they interact as a storyteller myself, and one that has handled scripts too often for my own liking. Sonic and Surge do this thing where they push and pull the pacing of the script to fit their motives -- Surge keeps trying to escalate things, whenever shes in a panel everything starts pushing rapidly and it feels like the panels are tumbling off the page. when Sonic does anything, though, its slow and deliberate. hes having fun fighting, sure, but he can very much tell that Surge is trying to kill him and hes not having any of that. Sonic keeps things slow and focused, Surge tries to push things faster and unfocused. i could get into how this reflects her motivations and stuff but thats not what this is about i already lost track of what i was talking about fuck hang on

ok so. Surge knows shes supposed to be Sonic, to be BETTER than Sonic. its all she knows, really, and thats the problem. shes traumatized and full of rage and Sonic has been put on this high pedestal, not just by her, but by everyone. she cannot stand this.

this panel is how SURGE sees Sonic, specifically the composition. hes shrouded in light and physically above her -- its not even that subtle of a metaphor, they use it all the time in idw.

the entire overpowered saga shows Surge clawing for control of herself, her life, her freedom... this issue sets all that up in the main story. the way Sonic is framed here isnt how he sees himself at all. weve seen him do this exact same thing from his own perspective before, where everyone is on even ground. he doesnt see himself as above anyone, this instance of him being depicted as such isnt alluding to how Sonic feels about himself, its how Surge feels about Sonic.

and, look, its not the most well-done in the world. this issue has a whole host of problems, evident by the constant switching of focus from one group to a next (a problem that i think they did better on in the Phantom Rider saga). i literally forgot about Belle and Metal in this issue bc theres just so much more going on, i wouldve loved for them to slow things down a bit, maybe splitting it into two issues, but hey, what can you do, yk?

as an aside, i think its really weird how people narrow in on this specific panel of Sonic as being "so out of character", which i sorta like, 30% agree with (i think some phrasing could be better), and then ignore the page right after it...

...in which he pretty much says "you dont get freedom if youre gonna be a problem". funnily enough, on twitter i have this flow chart saved whenever i need a quick guide on Sonics morality and stuff, its really not that complicated

x

none of this is new imo, we see he has the same philosophy in sa1 and satbk. Chaos was blinded by rage and pain after being trapped for thousands of years RIGHT after they were attacked by the echidnas. Merlina was so scared of death (implied to be because she had lost family members and wasnt able to cope with it well) that she became a monster in an attempt to never let anything change ever again. these arent very different stories in my head i guess, just cases of Sonic seeing people who are hurting and doing his best to free them from that.

uhhhh anyways. all this is disorganized i forgot what i was talking about like 5 times while writing this but. people on twitter are ripping into this issue again. like its a b tier issue stop acting like its an f yk Q_Q i will defend anything if people are too mean tbh

thanks for making it this far if you read all this. i love idw a lot and i think that it does have some flaws, theyre all really blown out of proportion.

have a great day/afternoon/evening wherever you are yall :) bye bye

[eldizzle69]

“thinking their crush likes someone else”

masterlist

including :: Hotarubi

—Subaru Kagami

•genuinely heartbroken

•like I see him letting his thoughts get the better of him and telling him he was never good enough anyways.

•he might unconsciously avoid you, like he doesn’t mean to it just kinda happens.

•might look a little gloomy when your around.

•pls make it abundantly obvious you life him he would be so sad.

“Subaru can I ask you a… uh question I guess?” You spoke finally, and your words visibly caught the Hotarubi captain off guard. He gave a nervous nod to your question.

“Have I upset you?…”

“What?” His response was immediate, his eyes panicked. “N-not at all! Why would you think that?” casting his gaze down, he knew why.

“You’re avoiding me,” you said sternly and Subaru sputtered, “if I’ve upset you just tell me why….please?”

There was a long stretch of silence after that. Neither of you said a single thing, and Subaru refused to meet your gaze what so ever. So, you took that as his answer. Bitting your lip you lifted yourself from your seat and went to leave. You were into a few steps into leaving when a gentle hand frantically reached out and grabbed your own.

“I-I’m sorry,” Subaru said with a red face. Quickly he let go of your hand. Then the two of you were engulfed into more silence as Subaru collected his words.

“I like you…,” he said after a moment, with red ears. “A-and I know you like that guy from your anomaly law class but—“

“Why would I like him?” You cut him off, arms crossed. Subaru looked at you suprised and stumbled over his words, “w-well— you—“

“Subaru,” you said pulling him from his s rambled thoughts. Plopping down in front of him, to be eye to eye with him, you couldn’t help but grin. “The one I like is you Subaru.”

—Haku Kusanagi

•a little disappointed, but doesn’t let it affect him

•the way he treats you never changes, he’ll never lead on to being disappointed

•I don’t see him acting or doing much different than he normally does really.

•he still seeks you out to make sure your okay

•he’s just Haku, and that won’t change no matter how you feel about him.

“Penny for your thoughts?” The voice came out of no where, but the familiarity was comforting. Looking up at Haku you sighed and leaned back in the bench. You shook your head and closed your eyes for a moment. When you opened them again Haku was standing right in front of you.

“Well, clearly something is bothering you,” he hummed, crouching down in front of you, “you sure you can’t tell me what’s wrong?”

After a moment of silence you opened your mouth, “…there’s this guy I like…”

You didn’t catch it. It was a brief flash of disappointment that went over his features before he went back to his usual expression.

“Hey, what’s with that expression,” he hummed noting the almost sad look on your face.

“He just…… doesn’t seem to nice my advances..” you admitted defeatedly, fight off a strong blush. Haku hummed and placed a gently hand on your knee. “Well… you can’t make people like you back, but If anything that guys missing out.”

You only shook your head, “not really…”.

“Ah don’t say thattttt,” he said drawing out the last letter. Still kneeling down he gave your knee a pat, “seriously the guys gotta be lucky to have you running after him.”

“Well, do you consider yourself lucky Haku?” You murmured out quietly. Looking up from his hand resting in your knee you notes to shocked look on his face. He didn’t say anything and you bit your lip, “sorry… I’ll just go—“

“I consider myself extremely lucky, now that is,” he hummed not letting you finish. The grin in his face said what you needed to know.

—Zenji Kotodama

•This is so sad Siri play despacito

•definitely going to write sad songs on his biwa about his heartbreak.

•but despite how expressive he is, I see him hiding his heartache AND his crush.

•he knows he’s dead, and he also knows that, if you did like him back, it would be kind of tragic.

•he can’t help but think, if he were alive, could it ever be him?

The gently strum of Zenji’s biwa was the only sound heard in the deck of the Hotarubi pond. There was an odd sense of sadness etched in every note, something unusual of the musician.

“Why the sad song?” Your hummed glancing at the ghost from your spot laid out on the deck.

“Heartbreak is simply beautiful,” he said, his face plastered with a smile nonetheless. You quirked a brow and sat up from your laying position.

“And who exactly is getting their heartbroken?” You hummed, looking for the source of his inspiration. You had been around Zenji long enough to tell what he’s feeling, and you had the hunch this heartbreak was personal.

“No one dear,” he said simply, still strumming his instrument, “a simple thought has clouded my mind.”

“Or a simple someone,” you said your tone accusatory as you shuffled to sit directly next to him. His fingers paused for a moment, the area around you two falling still with silence.

“Might….i ask you a question?” Zenji said after some seconds. He didn’t look your way and his normal grin was nowhere to be seen. You gave a soft nod of approval. “If I were alive, would you ever choose me as a lover?”

The question made you pause, silence once again enveloped the two of you as you sat there wide eyed.

“Ah I see…,” Zenji spoke quietly, his fingers resuming their strumming. Zenji could accept this, he had accepted it for a long time. What he wasn’t expecting was for something—rather someone— to fly through him.

A thump drew his attention as he glanced over to see you lying face first on the deck. “[Na-name]!” He called with concern and you only peaked at him.

“You were always the first option Zenji.”

[megamindsecretlair]

Whew, im back into my fave show baby 👏🏽

Okay, howling. Because the gangster fics never work out. But I cant stop reading them 😮‍💨🤧

Lawdt send halp, I aint gon be able to get through this without howling every two sentences. The devil/angel on the shoulder will never not be hilarious. Psst, im with the devil y/n on this one 🤪

"Seeing you with a knife in hand did things to him."

PLEASE. Not this man having a knife kink. I accept this HC 😮‍💨

Y/N being a little professional cook over there 👏🏽 here for it. If you gonna have a fucked up sleep schedule and a writer brain, gotta fuel up with the best! Pad Thai 🙌🏽🙌🏽

"You have to be more careful playing with fire."

Youre not slick 👏🏽 and neither is Joker 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽🤣 your mind 🙌🏽

"Joker took offense to the abuse you put your lips through. A shame he couldn't stop you from doing it with his own."

Lawdt, I aint gonna be able to get through this series 😪 im UNWELL 👏🏽

Le sighhhhh, poor baby. Just accept some damn kindness 😩😩😩 you write this so damn well. Like obvs 💁🏽‍♀️ but, so damn well. This is a show 👏🏽 and I can picture everything 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

I love getting a peek into his head and how he can't help but disrupt the peace. He can't trust it. He doesn't know it. 😩 but my baby Y/N needs to protect her heart 😩😩😩

And her gd hands. Like she is a writer 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 and he went after the very thing that made her, her. The imagery 🥲

I mf love Sarai 👏🏽👏🏽🤣🤣 no muss, no fuss 👏🏽 and oop, so accurate. That writer brain never shuts up.

Please, this book signing is so fn adorable 🥹 the literal dream! But ugh, love this for her that shes so big she got books on reserve 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 as she mf should 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

Pleasseeee, ive got tears. Why is this fan interaction hitting me in the gd chest????? Probably because I've met my fave authors and wanted to scream like Will. I wouldve died if one of them quoted the books to mee 🥹🥹🥹

"Dinner was perfect and the conversation was deeper than Gotham City's property debt."

C'mere, a little closer, 😚😚😚😚😚😚 this made me fn howl.

There's something so unsettling about kids with bad manners. I don't expect them to be perfect, but they don't have to be nasty little shits either.

Send halp. Why do I want to hate him for hurting her but turned on that he cleaned her apartment and promising not to do it again. (Though this is Joker and I'm taking it with a grain of salt)

NOT HIM BEING TENDER AND PUTTING HIS FOREHEAD TO HERS. I CANNOT WITH HIMMMMM.

Ahhh, I was not expecting Joker to act like thissssss when she got home. But whewww. Can't wait to see what's next 😩

His Lighthouse: Trust is For Fools (LedgerJoker x f!reader)

Trust is For Fools

series summary:  

Y/n is an aspiring writer living in Gotham City and struggling to find her next muse. Her recent novel is getting all the buzz, earning her far more attention than she signed up for. But when a chance encounter results in her nursing The Joker back to health, will she find the time to write another best seller or will her own story become front page of the Gotham Gazette?  

chapter summary: 

 Y/n once again struggles to trust Joker as more developments happen between them. Her heart is screaming at her to open up and give Joker a try but the weight of his actions makes that door harder and harder to open.

Author’s note:  

By a show of hands who cooked the Pad Thai recipe I linked last chapter? (✋🏾) Anyways 3 weeks later here I am back at it again! I went to Washington, D.C and took this draft with me on a bus tour! I’m pretty sure the lady behind me read a scene or two but she was rude for leaning over my seat and getting in my bubble. Take a picture of the Capitol building, don’t worry about Joker and his mid chapter crisis!

Anyhoo I hit a snag in the plot but no worries it’ll get ironed out in the next chapter! Something big is about to happen. *rubs hands together* get ready my friends… If you know the cartoon Avatar: The Last Airbender, Azula’s quote about trust will make a lot of sense very soon.

Enjoy!

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[corellianhounds]

Was thinking about who of TBB it would be funniest to find out mid-mission has an ex-wife (because objectively, Crosshair) but then I realized all of them would be funny in different ways

“ECHO??? I thought you were married to your job! To justice!”

“all right LISTEN—”

“Wait how did you guys… y’know…”

“🙄 I’m a cyborg not a monk.”

“Also I thought you were dating that one senator?”

“?? I thought he was with the Twi’lek mechanic?”

“Wait hold on, I thought you were going out with the corsair captain from the job on Savareen—”

“No that was the rumor Wrecker started during sabacc night with Phee—”

“It wasn’t a rumor, I saw them in the back of the Marauder—!”

“Can we please focus on the task at hand”

Wrecker’s starting to sweat as everyone turns to look at him. Maybe if he stands very still they won’t notice.

Hunter crosses his arms. “… Wrecker.”

“IT WAS ACCIDENT, IT WAS ONE NIGHT AT THE MOONLIGHT LOUNGE, SHE SAID SHE NEEDED [xyz], I COULDN’T JUST LEAVE HER, SHE LOOKED SO LONELY—”

“Ah.” The rest of the guys all nod to each other, speaking in unison. “Canto Bight.”

“HUNTER YOU GOTTA HELP ME, I CAN’T THINK AROUND HER, I WON’T BE ABLE TO RESIST—”

“Woah wait what hold on now”

“I’M TELLING YOU WE NEED TO LEAVE NOW. SHE’S CRAZY AND I CAN’T HELP IT, I DO WHATEVER SHE SAYS”

“Wrecker she’s like five feet tall, how can she make you—”

“SOMEONE HIDE ME, SHE’S COMING OVER—”

“I don’t think ‘hiding’ is an option for you—”

There’s a host of incredulous looks from the variety of people present at the revelation. Tech’s stalwartly not looking at any of them.

“TECH?!?”

“… Ah. Well. I thought I had that annulled.”

“SO IT’S TRUE?!”

“Technically yes, but—”

Rex, jokingly: “Tech I didn’t think you knew what women were.”

“Actually Tech lost his v-card before the rest of us.”

“he WHAT—?!”

“That was a long time ago—”

Omega: “What’s a v—”

*all the other brothers speaking up at once*: “Don’t Worry About It.”

“CROSSHAIR?!”

“Yeah? And? Mind your own business.”

“wait did you say CROSSHAIR—?”

“Will you two shut up—”

“What are we yelling about?”

“Crosshair has an ex-WIFE??”

“CROSSHAIR? That Crosshair?!”

“Okay now you guys are getting on my nerves—”

“Wait did I just hear you say Crosshair was married? To a woman? Crosshair??”

“Someone married you?? On purpose?? Was she aware??”

“I will start shooting people.”

“All right, calm down we get it, everyone gets it—”

“Yeah apparently even Crosshair gets some”

*muffled sounds of screaming, Crosshair fighting Wrecker in the distance*

They’re all standing there in stunned silence. The half of Hunter’s face they can see is darkening by the second as he hides behind one hand, thoroughly embarrassed. No one wants to say anything first because 1. He’s still technically the one in charge so how do you go about asking something about said revelation without being put on cleaning duty for the rest of the month and 2. Hunter??

“… So. Sarge.”

*sigh* “What”

“How exactly did you find the time?”

“Or the conversation skills?”

“Or the money?”

“Was it the hair?”

“The tattoo?”

“The bandana? Man, I gotta get me a bandana—”

“Boys.”

“I’ll be honest Hunter, I also thought you didn’t know what women were— Like it makes sense for Echo to be a ladies’ man, just look at him— But I didn’t think you’d even have the guts to start a conversation. No offense.”

“… Some offense taken, if I’m honest…”

Omega: “Hunter the real question is, why is she trying to kill us? She said she missed you—”

*gunshots* *everybody scrambling for cover*

Hunter sighed, half-glaring from their hiding spot. “Yeah, well… Her aim is getting better.”

[misaneeragoni]

One Piece - Favourite characters + headcannons!

My favourite characters in a tierlist!

Listed by:

Marriage material

Best friend material

Want it as my pet

Cute as a mitten

Scarily attractive

Parent material

Left to right is decreasing in how much I'd like them to be the respective thing.

Now, for those who care (why do you? I'm a nobody, haha), here's an extensive list of reasons! + headcannons for how they'd act in these respective roles.

Marriage material

Doflamingo

Doflamingo is usually second to Kidd in my personal preference, but right now I'm on a big Doflamingo simping spree, probably due to the fact that I'm finally watching Dressrosa for the first time.

I imagine he's either a full on possessive, manipulative and absolutely terrifying husband, or you end up as a trophy wife and he barely pays you any mind, but you know what, I'd be fine with that. Chance of being killed by him: 60%.

Corazon / Rosinante

All I know about him so far is entirely through fanart and small spoilers! I think he'd be a very affectionate husband, the type to bring you small gifts (and ocassionally panic because he left the gift he bought at the cash register).

He totally has a thing for taking in stray animals and giving them a loving home, if it's cats or dogs he keeps tripping over them.

Eustass Kidd

Now Kidd will love you very very deeply and beat up every single person that dares to even make a mean joke about you, but he's also incredibly bad at showing that he cares.

He's gotta look cool, so in public he'll either act like you're just very good friends or that you're some sort of trophy wife, but amidst the crew or especially in private he gets very affectionate and clingy - being physical is so much easier than expressing yourself verbally!

He doesn't mind sharing you with Killer, but if a stranger so much as dares look at you flirtatiously they'll be lucky if they make it out alive.

Ace

Getting together with Ace is already very difficult. He keeps telling you he's not worthy of your love, so you shouldn't love him, let alone date him.

By the time you've gotten him to agree to get married, he's become a little more accepting of your love, even if those doubts never really fully go away.

He's constantly planning fun trips for the both of you and will show you off like a kid would show off their paintings. All of the Whitebeard Pirates are sick and tired of hearing about how awesome you are at this point.

Sanji

I don't think I can add anything new to this. He's constantly swooning over you and spoiling you to the moon and beyond. You get breakfast in bed, you get carried around the second your feet are the tiniest bit sore, and overall he's just so over the moon to have you that sometimes you think you're in heaven.

He's a total family man so if there's kids around you know they're getting spoiled just as much as you are. He thrives when he gets to care for others, and having his own little family makes him incredibly happy.

Sometimes you need to remind him to take it easy and stop doing so much work for everyone because he'll absolutely overdo it and put himself last.

Smoker

He is very gruff and not one for talking all that much. Oftentimes when you tell him things you'll get one of a variety of grunts in response, that you've learned to translate well over the course of your marriage.

You either get to travel with him as a marine spouse or stay safe on an island he helped you get settled down on. If you're staying on an island he's taken extra security measures and has figured out a way to have smoke permanently cloud the area around the house so noone can even find it to begin with.

He's very concerned for your safety and it shows that it's his top priority. He prefers being physically affectionate, but will ocassionally give you small yet meaningful compliments. ("You're the best.") He's usually got some small thing to bring back to you from whatever island he was last on (flowers, sweets, meaningful little gifts), but he really doesn't want you to make a big deal out of it.

Eneru / Enel

You may be married to him, but he's still god. You may be his favourite disciple, but you're still a disciple regardless. You're expected to address him using a formal title of respect and if you fail to meet his expectations you will be punished accordingly.

He does appreciate you worshipping him, but it's more transactional than a genuine loving marriage.

Best friend material!

Trafalgar Law

I found it pretty hard to choose between marriage material and best friend for Law. I do really like him, but for me personally I think he's a bit too freaky to want to be married to him. (See post-marineford: "This will be a fun operation" + manic grin).

If we're talking One Piece Party or One Piece Academy Law's personality, then sure, I'll marry that man, but cannon Law seems a bit too closed off to ever even get close enough to get to date or marry him in the first place. Keep in mind, I'm only like halfway through Dressrosa, I don't know this man's arc yet.

As a best friend, I think he's awesome. He's weird, ocassionally stoic, but also unintentionally hilarious with the way he acts, and he's the king of dry jokes. You wouldn't expect it of him, but he can be the life of the party when he wants to be.

Killer

Another tough choice between marriage and best friend! Ultimately it came down to me simply preferring Kidd's personality in marriage, whereas I do think I'm too similar to Killer and would lack excitement with him.

That's not to say there is no excitement with his man, cause there is! He's the type to support whatever crazy shenanigans you may be going for, even if he'll ocassionally hold you back from doing something that might backfire a bit too much.

If loyalty had a face it would be Killer's, you could not ask for a better best friend.

Hancock

Hancock is absolutely vicious in how she speaks of others. Which makes her the very best girl friend to have for talking shit behind people's backs! She's very funny when she does so, even if you have to put up with her major streaks of egomania all the time.

Crocodile

Do you need somebody to be assassinated? Just hit up your buddy Crocodile. He'll have his agents take care of it for you discreetly. He's a very relaxed man if he feels safe about you.

If you like to talk a lot he'll tell you to shut the hell up, but if you sit together in silence he'll think that you're very cool and companionable.

He likes to invite you out to fancy dinners, although he does expect you to dress and act the part. He doesn't tolerate fools, so if you want to remain his friend you'll have to act dignified.

Mihawk

Mihawk likes to keep you at arm's length, but he's okay with ocassionally having deep philosophical discussions together over a glass of wine.

You exchange reading recommendations with one another but mostly you both do your own things. Oftentimes you're the one that has to reach out to him to initiate contact, he's a little lazy in taking care of his social circle.

Perona

She'll only accept you as her friend if she deems you cute enough for that. Once you've gotten over the part where she wants you to do all her bidding, she's surprisingly fun to be around. She's always up for pranks and her devil fruit makes it very easy to pull them off!

I'm going to skip over the remaining characters here seeing as I don't have any ideas as to what would make them special as best friends. I've listed all of these as best friends because they've shown great loyalty (and sense of honour).

Want it as my pet

Bepo

I feel a little bad putting Bepo in the "pet" category here. He'd make an amazing best friend just the same as everyone listed in that category, I just view him as polar bear first, mink second.

And he does share some traits with say, a pet dog. His fur sheds everywhere and you constantly have to clean your clothes to get rid of it, he's constantly asking for your attention and hugs (and will apologize if you tell him off cause you don't have the time!) and sometimes wants to sit on your lap despite the fact that he's huge and very heavy.

Zoro

Zoro also shares a lot of traits with dogs. He's fiercely protective, loyal to the bitter end, he cares for his food and drink more than most other things and small things such as getting a drink make him very happy. He's low maintenance, so long as you feed him, let him train in peace and ocassionally scratch his scalp he's very content.

That said, you do need to put him on a leash when you go anywhere with him. He's very indignified by it, but you just know he's going to wander off and get lost otherwise.

Any other pets listed literally just have the reason: "omg it's so cute" or "omg it's so dorky", except for Shushu, who just absolutely deserves the world and if I think about him too much I'm going to start crying. That little dog has the most tragic story in all of One Piece.

Cute as a mitten

This category is both optional as best friends as well as lovers / marriage material.

Bartolomeo

As a best friend he'll go through thick and thin with you. His manners make it very embarassing to be around him sometimes, unless you have absolutely no shame. Secretly you think he's kinda cool for how he just doesn't give a shit though.

As your husband - oh boy. He wouldn't settle for marrying somebody he likes less than he does the Strawhats, so he absolutely dotes on you. Think Sanji, except instead of having cool moments this one's a complete slobbering mess all of the time. He'll do anything for you - but you'll also be drooled on. A lot.

Penguin

As a best friend, he's always there for any type of mischief you might be wanting to do. In fact most of the time he's the one suggesting new ideas. Especially if it comes to peeping on women. That's a secret guilty pleasure of his.

As your husband, even after you've been married to him for some years, he still becomes a shy mess from time to time. He's very respectful and polite and still can't really believe his luck that he scored somebody like you.

Marguerite

Marguerite is just so freaking adorable. The way the English dub of Amazon Lily portrayed her was definitely like she had a crush on Luffy, and those two are honestly my favourite Luffy x ship. She saved him from drowning, he saved her from remaining stone for the rest of her life and they get along very well. Also, she has a danger noodle. I love danger noodles.

Shachi

Now Shachi isn't so different from Penguin, seeing as these two have practically spent all of their lives together. Their mothers were good friends so they even got to share a crib from time to time, and it shows.

Shachi is a little more bold and confident than Penguin and will flirt abrasively with every woman he comes across. Not that he's very good at it, in fact he's rather quite bad at it. Who knew that pick-up lines were so unsuccessful? Shachi sure doesn't, and he's a bit too oblivious to catch on.

Baby 5

As her friend, you need to make sure she doesn't make horrible decisions all of the time. It's pretty exhausting, but she's a good listener and can make really funny creations with her devil fruit so she totally makes up for it.

Ikkaku

Ikkaku is always down for a good time. She's a very enthusiastic wing-woman, even if she overdoes it sometimes.

Katakuri

No idea what he's like, I'm only at Dressrosa after all. I did see fanart of him extending his jaw to eat donuts though, which just looks so dorky and so cute, so I've thrown him into this category.

Kaku

Kaku is the best. From his old-fashioned expressions to overall just being very polite and cute, this giraffe man has it all. He's very prim and proper, but he's also down to earth and a great friend to have a round.

He reminds me of Peter Parker (Spiderman) a little. A bit of a dorky nerd, but very lovable regardless.

Scarily attractive

I don't mean just attractive. I'm actually scared of these characters. There's not much to say beyond base attraction here, so I'll quickly go over them.

Domino - has one of my favourite designs in the whole series. Maybe I just like women in uniforms, who knows. We don't know anything about her beyond her seeming strict and being attracted to Hancock.

Sady - again, attraction to women in uniform, I guess. Even if hers is a little extreme. I just love the bangs covering her face so much and her colours work great together.

Monet - BIRB!!!! I love Birbs. Especially Harpies. And she looks so freaking good with those silly glasses!

Carmen - Oh, Carmen. What a lovely lady she was! It's a shame she's gone forever now. Maybe she was filler? I'm not sure. Sanji should have adopted her.

Kuro - I wish him being a strategist had been explored a little further, in terms of what strategic exploits he'd been up to in the past. Well, basically I just want more Kuro content. I feel like he's exactly the sort of psychopath that will stab you with a knife while you're kissing him. Very hot!

Caesar - Generally I do feel scared of folks who might commit genocide while I'm in their vicinity. But his design looks freaking awesome!

Kalifa - That's one sexy lady. How freaking dare she hurt Sanji, though!!

Sexy Arlong sister shark lady - Oh my god her eye looks so cool, and so does her shark tail thingy!!

Viola - Dancers are just cool in the first place, and Viola's going against Doffy, the man who oppressed her for so many years, is just admirable.

Lovely lady from Viper's squad on Skypeia - She's cool, brave and fearless! Why am I scared of her again?

Parent material

There's not much to say for why I want these characters as parents except for I think they would make good ones. Some of these we have as parents in cannon - Bellemere with Nami, Zeff with Sanji, Dadan with Ace, Sabo and Luffy, Viper with that little girl - and for the others I just have small reasons, pretty much.

Iceburg - he'd totally make his secretary change the baby's diapers because he's too lazy (and grossed out) to do it, but he'd still be there for you when he needed to (and couldn't delegate the work to anyone else).

Robin - would want to compensate for not having any parents of her own (that were ever around), so she'd be extra careful to make sure her child received all the love it would need and would never have to undergo the years of loneliness like she did. She'd read you a lot of stories and would encourage you to read from an early age.

Sometimes she enjoys the kid's books far more than you do.

Hina - no good reason, just strong sense of justice, strict and ocassionally funny mom to have.

Duval - no good reason either, but a very funny stupid dad to have.

Paulie - would need to overcome his indignity of seeing any woman showing skin to have a kid in the first place, but he'd be very careful to make sure his kid grew up right (and would dress up properly if it was a girl!)

Magellan - he's shown great responsibility and carefulness in leading Impel Down right. He might have some issues making time for parenting between being the Warden and sitting on the toilet all day, but he'd make it work. Maybe make Hannyabal do some of the dirty work for him.

If you've made it this far - thank you so much for reading!! I really wanted to throw my headcannons of these characters in the respective positions out into the void. Have a lovely day!

[technically-a-kiwi]

Here's the rest babyyyyy

Part 1 | Part 3

Some quotes because I couldn't find the energy to draw this:

C Pep: Can you help me ?

C Noise, smoking and grining : How about you help yourself to some gym courses Nahahaha! C Pep pulls out a candy out of his pocket : I'll-a give you this if you do C Noise throws his cigar up in the air: Okay nevermind I'm in

*C Pep and C Noise are looking down menacingly at a planet* C Pep : ... sodas ? C Noise : *shakes head in disagreement* hum-hum, mustard and ketchup. *Suddenly, the oceans of the planet turn into mustard oceans and the lakes and sources into ketchup.* *Both entities laugh and giggles* Eldritch being : Bow to me worthless being, your power is nothing but a speck compared to mine... C Pep : What if I hit you with-a this sandal reaaaally hard ? Eldritch being : ... HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THA- *Gets squashed like a mosquito* C Pep as he looks at Cancer: See piccolitto ? When someone bad-mouths you, you must call an adult so they can slap them across the face for-a you .

Now that the main two have been properly developed, here's a little info on cosmic Pepperman.

here's some older drawings, I thought I'd share it now or they'll never see the light of the day...

In this version, he's no longer a cosmic entity but just an eldritch entity, not quite as powerful but still enough to absolutely desimate entire worlds

What brought such a being into existence you may ask ?

Well, all of the magic and pride from every Pepperman in the multiverse formed a entity at the image of their paintings. Don't think of him as Pepperman tho, he's not, he's but a mear incarnation of pride and ego, a very one dimensional on in fact, he litteraly doesn't know his name is Phil, any complicated deep feelings simply don't exist for him.

He just loves to brag about his beauty, his art (especially his art) and power, very irritating guy...

mini comic time:

He HATES C Peppino, not because he undermined him the first time he met him, it's because he can't accepte the fact that the power of creation is owned by a stressed out messy old man, and not the MIGHTY Pepperman.

Now, the Ticket Stand

First, let's clarify this: the Ticket stand is the booth with the entity inside, the entity inside is just called "Ticket stand guy"

The Ticket Stand guy is an entity of the void, it came to life after absorbing a small flame from C Pep's primordial fire. It just passes time by selling it's services as a reality warper for the fair price of $10.

I've already quite developed it's story, so I'll just give you some doodles

C Noise thinks it's funny, and pointless. Why would the void need personification ? And why choose a F. Pep ?

C Pep thinks he's more of a hasard than anything, not very fond that a void entity is casually going around the multiverse. But it seems calm enough, so he let's it live. Pretty much every eldritch entities in the cosmic realm can destroy the multiverse if they wanted so... yeah...he's used to it

and now, Noisette !

Noisette is a little star traveler ! She wonders throughout realms atop her umbrella.

She's quite the bubbly chatter box, and loves to hear adventures from other people.

Here she isn't fond of C Noise at all, she thinks he's an obnoxious weirdo

She likes C Pep tho, he's a funny man

She's not very developed I'm sorry, but I love her and her design and couldn't bring myself to ignore her.

And uuuh idk now... I still have some stuff...

hum... oh! Not so fun fact, C Pep and C Noise know about the au's previous versions, everytime I change my mind the world resets but not their memory, their power may change from time to time but other than that that's all. C Pep's gotta remake a new patch of universes everytime... oh god, glad it's the final version...

Now, random shit idk :

just putting this here so I remember I have to finish this drawing.

This was the first ever Cosmic Noise drawing, back at january when he was just called "Nebulla Noise"

hehe, bluepino

Oh, remember Nebulosa Peppino ? Here's Nebulosa Noise, well technically here's the preparatory photo

Cool isn't it ? Idk if I'll ever finish him, I don't think I will now...

And here's C Pep using one of his beta color palettes, back when I wanted him to harbor dark blues to blend with the cosmos, with white glowing eyes stairing at you from the abyss, of course the original didn't look nearly as good as this, I had to tweak it up a little

This is a scraped mini comic I made, I didn't post it due to it's poor quality, but what the hell I'll post it now

And this is a whole lot more bigger scrapped comic starring C Noise and the soon to be C Noisette of this version. I never bothered to finish it because back when I made it, I barely had an idea of what the AU is about and it just didn't match with my idea of the Cosmic AU eventually. You can try to read it, but I warn you it's full of weird shit.

This is also a scrapped comic. In this story, C Pep creates out of a burst of creativity a cheese town with a cheese castle, cheese people with their cheese king and queen (none of them are sentient). Eventually the town is attacked by space rats (yes, space rats are a thing), C Pep beats them off effortlessly but got flamed up in the heat of the fight, in his absolute shock he sees that his flames didn't melt anything in the town, after repairing some buildings that broke during the fight, he leaves... but he didn't realise that during the fight his primordial fire gave sentience to all cheese people who witnessed his heroic acts. The cheese people immediately start to carve, write and sing about the story of The Mighty Cosmic chef, creator and hero of Cheesetopia. It was fun in my head but I eventually got a little bored and passed on some other projects.

Part 3

[cute-sweet-corgo]

I'm not gonna lie, ppl talking about yautja courting stuff got me thinking about neurodivergent pebbling and oh how sweet it is :]

Like,,, man

You nervously played with your hair strands looking at yet another gift left for you by your mysterious bone collector. It was a deer skull with antlers yet intact. Sure a normal person would be scared for their life, disgusted even, but you couldn't really keep your excitement at bay whenever yet another bone showed up.

The full skull of a fox, a vertebrate and claws of what you come to find out were from a bear, at some point you could make your own bone lego creature.

You've spent hours admiring them, days even, when did this even start happening?

You inhaled deeply while holding the skull and gently tracing over the jawbone. Gods, you would have never been able to get these if not for your «secret santa».

"I gotta do something in return..."

You looked around the setting darkness of the evening, with snowstorm slowly starting to pick up the icy assault on your face.

"...oh boy"

Great thinking love going outside in just your comfy wear with no regard for your health. To cut you some slack, how could you not just burst out of the comfort of your home to snatch the gift before something else stole it from your doorstep?

Closing the door with a small sneeze shaking off some of the snow that was able to get on you. Now was the time to think of, one, where to put this new gift, and two, how could you ever top said gift.

Possibilities were endless, well, as far as your wallet could stretch, which wasn't far. You wouldn't even be able to buy anything for them if you could, you didn't meet them even once to know their interests, likes etc. But oh how you wanted to return the sweet gesture.

You looked over some of your bug taxidermy and a pile of rocks neatly arranged on your shelf, maybe you could think of something.

Oh!

Maybe something made by hand? Their cleaning work on bones is quite impressive, maybe something that would take time and focus would be an interesting gift for them.

Sitting down on a rocking chair and placing the deer skull on your lap, you gently rocked and tapped on top of the skull. Sound of tapping mixing with the winds of storm outside you let your eyes slip close for but a second.

~°•`

Goods your poor spinee. At this point you are really going to turn into crustacean if you won't, stop, falling, asleep, on the damn rocking chair!!

You ruffled your hair that now was a mess. You should shower now, 'but I could do it also in like an hour, it's only like..9:56', NOW.

Picking up the skull from your lap, which somehow didn't fall off of your sleeping beauty, you placed it on the top shelf of the cabinet with bug taxidermy. Should be a good place for now.

After a long and restless fight for your life with basic hygiene, you darted to the kitchen and made yourself a toast and coffee. Which were vacuumed at the light speed, no company no need to slow down for others comfort.

Sitting at the table with your elbows on it you ran your hands through your hair and looked at the rocks on the shelf. Something detailed, something impressive but not too cocky.

Maybe you could carve something into one of the rocks you had collected.

That was as good of an idea as any.

With the quest in mind and fueled by one slice of toast and coffee, you started planning the carving.

First rock, immediate failure. You were about to start to carve when the rock cracked.

"Man this... Okay, okay calm down"

Rubbing your eyes, you picked up your headphones and phone and scrolled YouTube in search for some long video essay to keep your mind from racing and clear your head.

" «President going fishing with the aliens, and what were you doing on this Friday night?» , oh no not this again"

You press play on the video, and just as you thought, person goes on a rant about another attempt by the government to redirect everyone's attention from the big issues to some eebe-geebe about aliens being real. Of course they are fucking real, one would be a fool to think humans were all alone in the world, but using that as a distraction? Ugh.

At least your carving was getting better. You didn't really think of what exactly to carve, so when the lines started forming a fox silhouette you locked in on it, hard. The video became just a background noise.

It took a couple of days to finish it. But you were so proud of the results! Look at you all handy. You even made it into a pendant. Your little fox pendant. Well yours not for long.

A new present had been left on your doorstep, evening again, no snowstorm thankfully. This time you got a jacket on, horaay self preservation.

This time the skull was of a bird, 'oh my gods is that owl-' , it was owl. You squatted and gingerly picked up the skull and looked around. Would have been nice to catch at least a glimpse of this mysterious person, but alas all you got was rustling of trees and creaking of the wood boards.

You pulled the pendant out of your pocket and put it exactly where the gifts were left time and time again. Drew a circle around it in snow and a smiley face facing away from the house.

Chewing your lip you stood up and gave last glance to the emptiness and walked back home with your new pretty prize for seemingly nothing.

As the door clicked close a soft clicking sounded from under the stairs of the raised porch.

The pendant was gone in the morning.

`‚’‘„*★

With the pendant now hanging on their chest a deep exhale sounded in the empty cockpit of the ship. Until disturbance smelled in the humid air.

"Jaws when are we leaving?"

Their head snapped to the voice. K'seili, a young mixed blood was standing in the doorway with her hands crossed over her chest.

"When I say so, young blood."

Jaws, grabbing the pendant in one hand, tinkered with the panels. It wasn't enough to be watching young bloods, noo they had to be put on the observation of the mix. They had to be retired already not babysitting fresh sprouts.

"You've been saying the same thing for a week now, with all due respect, didn't you say kv’var here is over?"

She pushed off the doorway and carefully came closer to the old hunter.

"K'seili watch it."

"I have seen it you know?"

"And you will tell no one of it"

She clicked and rolled her amber eyes.

"I don't think the elder would be too angry with your preferences, given..."

K'seili gestured to herself with the most exasperated look a half yautja face could allow.

"...you know, your brother getting away with me existing."

Jaws looked at her over their shoulder and squinted.

"So when are you revealing to them, m?"

"Business none of yours K'se, off you go."

They shooed at youngling and looked back at the panels.

"I think you should just show up to be honest, did you see their search history? It's all-"

"Off K'se."

The snap and forceful click of the jaws seemed to do the trick, as the K'seili choked on air in the middle of sentence and after regaining composure, waddled away with knitted brows and tense shoulders.

The youngster was right though, their hunting pass on Earth was ending soon and Jaws' affection for the little soft meat wasn't going away anytime soon.

"What do I do with you.."

[winter510]

What are some of your favorite VAT7K headcanons??

I was actually planning on talking abt my headcanons eventually so thanks sm for asking this so I actually do it lmao‼️‼️

Here’s some I’ve just kinda adopted from general fandom stuff:

Genderfluid Hugo (He genuinely doesn’t really care too much how people refer to him, but when someone does call her by “she” or “they” they still perk up a little bit. (I’m not projecting you are))

Transmasc Varian

Lesbian Nuru (tbh I almost didn’t even add this cuz I forget this isn’t just straight up canon lmfao)

Hugo’s love language is being annoying

Hugo started calling Varian cliche cheesy petnames as a joke, but eventually just got used to it & now they’re stuck like that.

They all definitely went undercover at a ball (possibly masquerade ball?) at some point in the story

Yong starts arguments between the other 3 on purpose sometimes either bc he finds it funny how easy it is, or because he wants to sneak off and do smth he’s not supposed to and needs smth to distract them

And here’s some of my own:

After all the stuff with the eternal library is done, Yong & Nuru can go back to their kingdoms and fix their problems, but Varian & Hugo aren’t ready to say goodbye *just* yet. They leave the library to Donella while they all travel together again. They drop Yong off at the fire kingdom and after saying goodbye to Nuru at the air kingdom, they head back to Corona. I have a lot of ideas for things that happen inbetween those events, but I’m not gonna get into all of that lol.

When Nuru first joined the group, and I mean like *just* joined, first day, she thought Yong was really cute and endearing, and bordered on babying him. But after experiencing him being, well, Yong, about his pyrotechnics, she did start treating him like more of an equal (partially because she understood he wasn’t a baby and partially because she was a little scared of him after that lol)

Hugo definitely has “dated” lots of people, but still HEAVILY exaggerates the number to sound cool.

Hugo always falls asleep last/stays up the latest, but sometimes falls asleep at random parts of the day bc of that.

There’s an ATLA-esque episode where Hugo (either by accident or on purpose, you decide) involves Nuru in some sort of theft, and she starts freaking out. I think this could probably end in a change of perspective somehow, like maybe Nuru initially thinks *any* kind of stealing is wrong, but then sees that they genuinely *need* this item and there was no other way to get it, and comes to understand not *all* crimes are inherently bad/selfish on principle. Smth like that.

Then as a partner to the hc above, there’s also some kind of episode that does this but for Hugo seeing things from Nuru’s perspective. I’m not entirely sure what this would be yet, tho. Maybe the rest of the gang getting injured/sick and Hugo needs to take care of & be responsible for them?? Still gotta think abt it.

There’s probably more but I started writing this almost right after I got up & I’ve been writing for like an hour(???) at this point (I had to re-format this like 5 times)

[yamumsyadadd]

The forgotten girl (13)

Relief washed over me once I got home. As hard as it was to tell Alexia what truly happened, it also felt good. I knew I had to tell Leah, Keira and Lucy. Keira would be easy enough, I would write it all down and give it to her. Lucy would be mad as hell, not at me but at them. Leah would cry or just shut down. 

After having a quick shower and doing the rest of my nighttime routine, I decided now would be the best time to call Leah. I was on a roll.

She answered on the first ring, “Milly? Are you ok?” 

“Yeah lee, I’m okay I just want to talk to you about something. Something that happened that night. If you can’t talk now that’s okay, but I want to be honest with you.”

“Yeah no of course. Go ahead, I’m listening.” 

I spilled it all. I tired not to go into too much detail about it because i didn’t want to scar her too badly. By the end of it, we were both crying. Neither of us said anything for a while, just processing the information. 

“I, ah, I haven’t told Keira, or Lucy.” 

“Thank you for telling me. Have you told anyone else?”

“Alexia.”

“Oh?”

“That’s the next time I wanted to talk about.”

“Go on….”

“We are going on a date tomorrow. Just a coffee date before training.” 

“Right…” I knew she wanted to say more. 

Sighing loudly, “Say it Leah.” 

“Don’t let her rush you into this. Do this on your timeline Amelia. I know you’ve been in love with her for ages but you need to not rush it.” 

“Leah I know. She knows. We agreed to take things slow, things will move on my timeline, not hers.” 

“Okay. Does Keira know?” 

“No. I haven’t told anyone but you. Just keep it quiet ok?”

“Yea yea. Okay. Listen I gotta go. I love you, tell me how it goes yeah?” 

“Night lee. Love you too.” 

One down, two to go. 

Finally sleep was welcomed by me, the warm fuzziness of my bedding lulled me right to sleep. It was a dreamless sleep, but when I woke up I was extremely well rested. It was such a good sleep that from the minute I got out of bed, I kept thinking how good it would be to go back to bed tonight. 

Alexis and I agreed to the cafe around the corner from my apartment, 2 hours before training. I know she thought that was an insanely long amount of time, but I knew she liked being there an hour early and since she was my ride, I wouldn’t make her change her routine. 

As I arrived at the cafe, I took the booth at the very back. We’d have some privacy without people stopping for photos or to talk to us. I sat nervously picking at my fingers, so far in my own head that I didn’t hear the bell above the door or even notice her until she was standing above me. 

“Oh shit, hi!” A smiled, getting up to hug her. 

“Are you ok?” Concern riddled her voice, her eyebrows furrowed. 

“Yeah no I’m, um, I’m nervous?” 

“I’m nervous too Mil. Really really nervous.”

The first fifteen minutes were awkward but after that, it felt like old times. Conversation flowed, we laughed, she held my hand. There was no reason to be nervous, after all it was just Lex. 

“We should go.” I said after she finished her story about Alba. Confusion was evident on her face, “you like to be at training an hour early so we should go now so you can.” 

“It’s ok. I’m ok to be late you know.” 

“I know Lex. But I also know you like your routines and you strive on them so vamos!” 

The walk to her car was silent, she was stewing over something. The drive to the facility was much the same, the radio faintly playing. Occasionally when I looked over, I noticed her gripping the wheel very hard. As soon as we pulled up to the facility, she looked like she was about to bolt. 

“Alexia. Stop.” I grabbed her arm to prevent her from leaving the car. “What’s going on in that head of yours? Talk to me, please.”

“I don’t want you to think that I’m boring.” 

“What?” 

“My routines. I have them yes, I enjoy them. But I don’t want you to think that I prefer my routines over you. Because I don’t. I would get rid of all of them if you asked me too.” 

“Oh ale.” I cupped her face to make her look at me, “I love all of you. I love your routines, because they make you calm, they help you be the best. The best person, the best player and the best captain. I love all your little quirks and your insecurities. I love them all because I love you. So no, I don’t want you to get rid of your routines, and I don’t think you’re boring. Hell I’d follow you around like a puppy if you wanted.” 

She chuckled, “I would follow you too.” 

With that settled we made our way inside, her hand in mine with my thumb rubbing her hand. I sat down and watched Lex get herself ready. I always admired it, the way she had everything perfectly done, she was in control. With some encouragement from me that I was fine alone in the change rooms, she kissed my forehead and left to continue her routine. 

Slowly the girls started pouring in and I started getting ready. Keira, Lucy and Ona were the last ones in. 

“Her car isn’t in the car park and she didn’t text me. Maybe she said something to Ale?” Keira was always a worrier. She hid it well from the outside world but not from her teammates or friends. 

“Relax Kei, maybe she’s just running late.” Lucy was usually the more calm one of the pair. 

“Who is running late?” I piped up from behind them. 

“Amel-“ Keira started, “how did you get here? Your car isn’t here? You didn’t text me?” She engulfed me in a hug, as if I’d been missing for 3 years. 

“ relax Kei. Ale drove me here. We had coffee this morning.” Unbeknownst to me, Mapi, Keira and Lucy all shared a look.

Keira, Lucy and I all walked towards the gym together. “Do you think we can get dinner tomorrow? Take out at mine?” looking weirdly at me but agreeing nonetheless. 

Training went by in a blur. We had a game coming up this weekend against Athletico Madrid. I took my time after training, knowing that Lex had her own routine and I was happy to just scroll through my phone. 

“Amelia, you need a lift?” 

“No-“

“I’m taking her, thanks Marta.” Alexia interrupted, giving Marta a smile before she left. 

“I’m sorry for taking so long Mil. I will-“

“You will do nothing expect keep your routine going. I don’t care how long I have to wait. If I did I would’ve left with Keira or Marta.” I stood up and cupped her face, “I promise, you keep doing you.” 

I kissed her gently, which turned into a fight for dominance. We stopped before it got too heated, on account of being in the locker room and taking it slow. I sat back down and continued to scroll through my phone, trying to show Alexia that I didn’t care how long she took, it didn’t work. 

After 10 minutes of her “not rushing”, she grabbed both our bags and flung them over her shoulder, then grabbed my hand and walked us to the car. The car ride was spent talking about nonsense, things that really didn’t matter in the grand scheme of life but it was nice. As we pulled up to my apartment she started fiddling with her whoop, I took the chance to speak up. 

“Yes I will go on another date with you. Does Sunday lunch after our game work? I know you have family dinner on Sunday night.” 

“We can do dinner on Sunday if that’s what your would prefer? It’s okay-“

“Stop. If lunch works for you, then it works for me. You’re going to dinner with your family Ale.” I smiled at her and she nodded her head.“Lunch it is then, I know a place so I’ll text you the address on Sunday. Thank you for driving me home and for coffee. Goodnight Ale.” I kissed her cheek, grabbed my bag and got out. Not bothering to turn back because if I did, I would’ve invited her upstairs, but we are taking things slow. 

Almost painfully slow. 

[awardenandacrow]

FANFIC SNIPPET 29

NOTE: this snippet falls chronologically between snippet 10 and snippet 15

[Taash, Harding, and Naimy go for drinks at the Hilt. Naimy has a confession, and worries she might be strange.]

CW/TW: suggestive dialogue, language

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“Soooooo,” Isabela grinned at Naimeryn, and she felt her whole body get tense. There was a sparkle in Isabela’s eye she didn’t care for, and Isabela was intimidating enough to spend time with without it. “To *drastically* change the subject, Taash tells me you’re finally shagging demon boy.”

Harding choked on her drink.

“That is not what I said,” Taash cut in before Naimeryn could even process what was happening. “And they’re not. Firsthand, can confirm, they have not done it.”

Naimeryn caught up and felt as though her whole body was red.

“That’s a shame! Why not?” Isabela asked. “He’s a hottie; I always have loved a man with a beard.”

“Rook doesn’t have to —“ Harding began.

“That’s what I said!” Taash was saying to Isabela. “Well, not exactly. But I don’t get why they’re bein’ weird about it! *And* he spent the night in her room last night.”

“Taash,” Naimeryn said, gripping her cup with both hands.

“I thought you said they hadn’t slept together? And you knew firsthand!”

“Taash,” Naimeryn said again.

“She was drunk. We’d have heard —“

“TAASH!” Naimeryn all but shouted, jumping to her feet. She pressed her hands flat on the table to steady herself, unsure why she felt so angry on top of being mortified. “The only one being weird about this is you!”

An uncomfortable silence fell over the table.

“Why does it matter so much?” Naimeryn asked the table past the knot forming in her throat. “Why do we have to do that for —- I don’t even know. For you to think it’s real? Or, or…”

She grasped at words she didn’t know. She didn’t know what she wanted to ask.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was botherin’ you so much,” Taash said awkwardly. “It’s just… you’ve been pinin’ over each other for so long I expected you to not be able to wait. But it’s been like a month.”

“And everyone’s timeline is their own,” Harding said gently.

“Is it… is it really that weird that we haven’t?” Naimeryn asked, sinking back into her seat and feeling defeated. “I’ve never… I mean…”

“I know that tone,” Isabela said. Naimeryn peeked up at her and was met with the most genuine, soft expression she’d ever seen Isabela make. “Rook, would Lucanis be your first?”

“No way,” Taash snorted. “You’re always ravenous by the time you get the chance to when it’s your first time.”

“Not always,” Harding shook her head. “Not everyone is rebelling against their strict mother.”

“No, literally everyone I know had *no* control their first time.”

“You don’t know *everyone* though,” Harding reminded them.

“Doesn’t matter,” Taash shook their head. “Rook’s a Warden. What else is there to do when there’s no Darkspawn to fight?”

“Drink,” Naimeryn said hoarsely.

“See? She’s gotta have some drunk hookups under her belt.”

Naimeryn couldn’t meet any of their eyes, but she shook her head.

“You’re… joking, right?” Taash wanted to know, then swore before Naimeryn even had a chance to answer. “I would *not* have been ribbing you this hard if I knew…”

“I mean… I told you. Sort of. After he didn’t kiss me.”

“Right but I just thought you meant…” Taash stopped and growled “vashedan!” under their breath. “I feel like an ass now. *Never?*”

Naimeryn shrugged. “There were better options, like… *prettier* options, and I didn’t want to just.. be someone someone else was settling for. A stand in. That feels gross to me.”

“Rook, do you *want* to have sex with Lucanis?” Harding asked thoughtfully. Naimeryn fiddled with her cup.

“I mean… I’ve read Varric’s books. It sounds… nice.”

No one said anything for long enough that Naimeryn knew that that was somehow the wrong answer.

“I like…” she started, frowned. How could she say this in a way that didn’t sound stupid? “I liked kissing him. I’d like to do that again. And we held hands last night, and that…”

She couldn’t fight the smile at the memory, tracing her fingertips across her other palm, where his hand had been.

“That was nice. And it felt good when he was holding me. And I assume… eventually…”

Naimeryn trailed off, struggling to cope with all the feelings in her chest. She felt *so strongly* for him. If he asked her, she couldn’t imagine saying no. But to *pursue* it?

“So you’ve had one kiss, yeah, held hands, and what, a snuggle?” Isabela recapped.

Naimeryn nodded. “I was drunk. He held me while I fell asleep. Played with my hair.”

She hugged herself and smiled, the memory of waking up that morning fresh and exhilarating. “He didn’t leave.”

“It’s so cute I’m going to throw up,” Isabela was grinning ear to ear as she signaled the bartender to bring her another. “Has *he* brought up sex?”

“No…” a tremor of doubt pinched her stomach. “Do you think he doesn’t —“

Taash’s big hand grasped both of hers. “Don’t do that to yourself. He’s into you.”

Harding snorted. “That man is in over his head smitten. Don’t worry, Naimy, if he hasn’t brought it up, it’s just that he’s not in a hurry.”

“Which is a good thing,” Isabela said, accepting her new drink and turning back to the table. “Nothing worse than a guy who thinks he can just jump straight into your pants. And they’re *never* good lovers, either.”

Taash and Harding both made noises of agreement and raised their glasses.

“I’m just… happy with how things are,” Naimeryn said quietly. “He’s been through so much; it was a huge step for him just to let me in. And then we *kissed*, and he didn’t… he stayed. I guess… I guess I hadn’t even really thought about sex. At all. Is that… weird? Is it *wrong* that I don’t want…”

She frowned. “Don’t want” wasn’t really how she felt about sex with Lucanis. But she didn’t want to somehow… mess it up. Could sex do that? Could *not* having sex do that?

“Rook, if you’re happy, and *he’s* happy, then it doesn’t matter what any of us think,” Harding told her.

“And honestly, your relationship is young,” Isabela added. “Taash made it sound like you’ve been making out all over the Lighthouse for weeks!”

“No, I didn’t!” Taash snapped.

“Bellara probably wishes they were,” Harding giggled.

“Wait, what?” Naimeryn asked.

“Oh you didn’t know?” Harding laughed. “She’s using all of us for inspiration for that serial she’s writing. I’m pretty sure she’s researching you and Lucanis for the romance!”

“No!” Naimeryn gasped, her face growing red again.

“Oh, yeah,” Taash nodded, trying not to laugh themselves. “Definitely is.”

[serenova]

This is going to sound silly but it's the best 'first advice' I have

You don't need to share your fic

Seriously, you don't.

I write because there's a story in my brain that needs out of my brain

Probably 75% of fiction I've written I've never shared (actually it's probably higher tbh)

Writing, be it fanfic or original works, is good creative exercise for your brain

Writing fanfic, like being in fandom, is nothing to be embarrassed by either! You're being yourself and that's the best way to be! There's absolutely nothing wrong with openly enjoying something you like

Write those cringe lines, write the sappiest wish-fullfillment you want, write the pairings you want to see (or not), write every moment you wish had happened, or create new ones. The only limit is your imagination

AND it doesn't have to be good! Fanfic is something you should write for FUN

If it isn't perfect or exactly how you envisioned it, that's okay! Not only did you gain experience by giving it a shot, fun fact, you can do it AGAIN!

So many people write fics on the same things, but we love it anyway! Because everyone's take is just a bit different. I will read 1000 stories if my OTP's first kiss and then I will read 1000 more because they all give me joy in their own way.

If you think your story isn't original or the idea's been done ... DO IT ANYWAY!

It hasn't been done YOUR way

As for where to start.... just keep a note on your phone with your ideas, bits of dialogue, settings, just get it out of your brain is the first step. You could also use a prompt as a jumping off point, or a bit of dialogue. Continue the scene with the characters you want and just.... go from there

And if the characters seem OOC to others.... well, we all interpret characters different ways. 10 people can sit in the same room, watch the exact same scene on the TV and have 10 different interpretations of what it meant. There's no right or wrong way to write a character. Write a good character as twisted and evil, write a bad character as the hero, you can literally make anything happen in fanfic, you just gotta get them there.

I want to get into fanfic writing but idk where to really start. I’ve done creative writing before, but not fanfic.

I also feel kind of embarrassed writing fanfic? Idk why. I think I just feel my writing isn’t good enough.

I’m worried about accidentally mischaracterizing a character or something. Idk.

.

[pinacoladamatata]

blink and you'll miss it moments around skyhold....

[krysmcscience]

Don't mind me, just slacking on a big Billford comic by making other far more ridiculous Billford comics and also some AU art (please excuse my slapdash human!Bill thank you please, also before anyone asks the art style is messy and all over the place because idgaf LOL)

This started out as an excuse to design a Bill Cipher-inspired "wedding" dress, but then spiraled wildly out of control. Various rambles and a bunch more human!Bill arts under the cut, including another silly little comic at the end! (Feel free to skip the rambles, I won't be offended. I know I'm bad at shutting up. XD)

I may or may not write some comedy stuff for this AU, which I'm calling 'For Better Or Worse (But Mostly Worse)'. While Ford DOES remember getting sloshed enough for one thing to lead to making out with another after karaoke, neither he nor Bill remember this wedding, At All. The Love God did nothing to dissuade them from going hog wild on their marriage spending, either, so it got...uh. Exorbitantly Expensive. As in, the grand total could probably buy the entire fucking MOON sort of expensive. (It's fine, don't worry, Bill's good enough at crime to be able to afford it.) Also, because the logic of this AU is mostly dictated by Rule of Funny, the Love God's powers are close to unlimited when it comes to matters of romance, but ONLY when it comes to matters of romance. (Like weddings!)

Want an empty human vessel to smash the soul of a triangle into for date nights or when it's convenient, or perhaps even when it's NOT convenient? Easy peasy! Want the marriage to be recognized in every corner of the multiverse from now until the end of time, thus making any potential future divorce nigh-on impossible? Can do! Want to buy an entire beach for the ceremony and honeymoon and in general, and totally not at all because it would be Super Hilarious to prevent any specific movies from being made on that very same beach in the future? Fine, whatever, it's not his finances he's ruining!

Does the Love God also provide special rings that just so happen to turn incorporeal as long as the "happy couple" doesn't remember that they barged into his dreams to bully him into presiding over their marriage? ...No comment!

He spends the next thirty years trying and failing to get in touch with either of them for payment. This is why you should always demand half the money up front, my guy!

Also it's absolutely a traditional Jewish wedding, because I like the idea of Bill demanding all the keepsakes from the marriage that he paid for, and being completely confused when one of the things he's handed is a fancy container full of broken glass. He gets it later, but in the moment, he thinks the Love God is just fucking with him some more.

Ramble over! Here's the full dress that caused the comic to happen, along with what Ford wound up wearing at the wedding (and begrudgingly agreeing to put on again later for Reasons), aaaaand also a close-up of Bill's ring:

I may have forgotten to draw Bill's hair floofier when drawing the back of the dress, lmao

Since double ring ceremonies have been leaking over into Jewish wedding customs for a while now, Ford also has a ring, but his is the much more traditional plain gold band. There's definitely a message engraved on the inside - embarrassing, cringe, or incriminating somehow - but I haven't decided what it is yet, so use your imagination for now. XD Bill, on the other hand, saw the phrase 'traditional plain gold band' and said "No Thank You" before proceeding to embellish his ring to his liking. And because he's a secret sap who adores Ford's extra fingers, the triangle points add up to twelve, as do the engraved stars. Yes, they're stars, not dots, I just got lazy. There's also six lashes on the eye gem, and probably an eye engraving on the inside with another six lashes. (Bill's got it BAD, okay? We all know this.)

Here are the initial scribbles of Bill's custom vessel in more casual attire, please ignore the wonky anatomy and the fact that I flat out refuse to ever draw him with a proper top hat:

He does actually need a cane in this vessel; since Bill tends to possess men and especially Ford more often than not, he's used to having a higher center of gravity when in a human body, so his ability to balance is pretty garbage. (He may or may not topple over with concerning regularity.) As for his empty eye socket, his bangs don't do much to hide it since he's so high-energy (dude is constantly on the move), and he also refuses to wear a patch over it, because 1.) why bother, and 2.) it's more fun to freak people out.

To better align with Ford's attraction towards the strange, the vessel was designed with super minor shapeshifting ability - Bill can look like a perfectly normal human, but he can also make the teeth and fingers sharper whenever he likes (which is mostly just when he's angry or being more of a menace than usual), as well as slit down the pupils or outright ditch the irises altogether. He can also have whatever he wants in the downstairs department, just because I'm an indecisive bitch on that front, lmao. Maybe he can have boobs if he wants them, too, but I ain't drawin' tits on no triangle, nuh-uh, no sir. His powers are otherwise limited down to what humans can do, because for some reason, the Love God doesn't trust Bill to not snap into Immediate Apocalypse Mode if he's given a physical form that's actually all his and no one else's.

Due to the body being all his and no one else's, it's also not really a standard possession so much as it is just...Bill being temporarily human. He's a lot more aware of and in tune with his human body's senses than he ever was with his "puppets", which makes things like pain a lot more intense. (He is mostly fine with this, because he's a fukken masochist.)

A bit more fashion stuff, including beach and party attire~

The beach outfit was mostly me trying and failing to nail down his body shape, which is still not bottom-heavy enough. I then decided to slap a bikini on it, before making it supremely unsexy with a pair of fugly shorts, because Bill's fashion choices are not allowed to be conventionally attractive. Meanwhile, the party outfit was mostly me looking at the casual attire I designed, asking 'how would Bill make this Worse', and then drawing the result. The mismatched thigh-highs are killing me inside! :D

No, his vessel can't actually summon fire, I just drew it for funzies before I decided on said vessel's limitations. Yes, the gold brick tattoos are absolutely a reference to the fic 'Knowing Me, Knowing You' - I simply could not resist.

I also HAD to draw Bill in one of his canonical(?) shirts, just made tank-top'd:

He is absolutely about to over-correct and fall backwards after this. USE YOUR CANE, GOOFBALL!!! (I meant to draw Bill closer to this degree of bottom-heavy in the other images, but. Alas. I am bad at anatomy, LOL)

And, last but not least before More Comic Time, I attempted to draw him closer to Gravity Falls style:

Jury's out on whether or not I succeeded, but - hey. I tried. Now have some Handyman Bill AU, but with my goofy human design, instead:

Hey, it's a 'mystery snack', and the guy wanted A BITE to eat - the joke was right there, guys!!! (Based on this post, because it just screamed BILL CIPHER to me.)

whoops i forgor bills ring and cracks ahaha too late now

I WILL SHUT UP AND STOP RAMBLING NOW K THX BYYYYYE