#anyway CIRCUS TIME! \o/

[zooblesbutchpuppygirl]

Birthday kisses :3

Proshippers/adjacent dni. 100000 shark attack 🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈 also Zooble self ship doubles dni

[cloroxcasser0le]

Bitches will get another thing to draw with then suddenly. many drawings

[caricarnations]

Ciel is a beautiful name and all, but I don't know why the stagename Smile means so much to me. Maybe it's because I'm attached to the circus arc, but I always feel a little warm and happy that Snake continues to call him Smile. It feels like the traces of the circus will always remain with him, because even when it's revealed that he isn't actually Ciel, Smile will always be Smile, the name Joker gave him because his smile is beautiful.

[blackjackkent]

So something occurred to me as I was fixing Rakha's saves the other day, which is that we're about to reach the point where Orin starts making her appearances. And because I am deeply mean to my characters, I would really like to metagame and force Rakha's first experience with Orin to be the dryad love test.

The downside here is that it's pretty challenging to convince Rakha to even go to the circus in the first place, let alone talk to the dryad. But we do have one thing in our corner, which is that Rakha trusts Wyll's opinions about things very strongly, and Wyll, canonically, is a Dribbles fan.

I was sort of hoping he might say something in-game that would serve as a catalyst for Rakha to check the thing out, but he did not, so as usual, I will make my own fun. :P

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Wyll glances at the circus poster idly as they wander by - then stops and does a double take. "Wait - Dribbles?" he says. "Really?"

Rakha stops as well, automatically. She's been lost in thought brooding over the business with the ox, but the unexpected smile on Wyll's face does a great deal to draw her out of her thoughts. It's a little unexpected, given the severity of everything happening around them, but he looks happy. "Dribbles?" she asks.

He points. "Dribbles the Clown. I used to sneak out to watch him when I was a boy, whenever the circus came into town."

"Circus?" Rakha examines the poster curiously. It's brightly colored and has a lot of exclamation points on it but bears relatively little concrete information.

He considers how to explain it. "A performing company," he says. "They travel and put on shows - music and jokes and tricks and such." His smile widens. "We ought to go in. About time you see a bit of the world that isn't all battles and evil."

Lae'zel looks mildly puzzled and Minthara makes a noise of impatience, but Jaheira laughs softly. "After the days we have had, even I would welcome a bit of clownery," she says dryly.

Rakha tilts her head with some skepticism. This seems like the least of their concerns at present, and she can see how crowded it is inside the circus's fence and does not much enjoy the idea. But Wyll's excitement is unmistakable; she feels suddenly acutely aware of how glad he is to be back among the city's people, seeing pieces of the lost life Mizora ripped away from him.

"All right," she says with a slight nod. "Let's go."

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The circus has a guard at the door, accompanied by an unpleasant-looking ghoul, magically leashed and sniffing over each guest as they arrive.

"I'd like to enter the circus," Rakha tells the guard gravely.

To his credit, the guard seems utterly unfazed by Rakha's increasingly ominous appearance. "Not a problem, dear patron!" he says brightly. "Benji just has to check if you're a vicious murderer. Benji!"

Before Rakha can figure out how to respond to this, the ghoul steps forward, sniffing aggressively at her as she has seen it do to other patrons. Then it goes, abruptly, very still - which is unusual.

Its head rolls back and its eyes go wide. "BLOOD!" it screeches. "TASTY BLOOD! SO DELICIOUS. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."

Pain stabs through Rakha's head. Her eyes narrow to slits and she clenches her fists at her side as the beast in her brain yowls in eager answer to the ghoul's shouts. Yes-- blood-- it knows-- it understands-- kill-- kill-- kill--

A muscle spasms in her jaw as every muscle in her body clenches with the effort not to lash out.

No. No. Stop.

For a moment she can't even focus on the fact that this ghoul somehow knows her and everything that is wrong with her. All she can think is that it isn't fair. It isn't fair-- this was something that brought a smile to Wyll's face like she has never seen before, but even this is touched and tainted at once by the corrupted darkness that is growing ever stronger in her head.

It isn't fair.

The guard, unaware of the battle raging inside Rakha's skull, grins casually. "That's a first!" he says with cheerful disinterest. "Usually I'd allow you in, but in these times, I can take no chances. Move along - no circus for you."

She doesn't have to turn to see the disappointment cross Wyll's face. She can feel it in the tadpole connection between them, the flash of regret and fear and dismay.

And then, so subtle and deep that she isn't sure Wyll himself is even aware of it, resentment. Another thing Rakha's broken mind is tearing apart. Another thing he must be strong and bear in order to support her.

And she knows he will bear it, because he is a good man and loyal and loves her beyond what she deserves. But he shouldn't have to. It isn't fair.

No. This thing, this circus, was for him. She won't let it be taken from him, not because of her. They will see it, no matter how this guard tries to stop them.

Before she realizes what she's doing, she takes a step forward, locks eyes with the man. [INTIMIDATION] "Let me in," she says, her voice a monotone of exhaustion, "or I snap you in two."

She hates herself for the blaze of fear that ripples across the man's features, for the way the beast gleefully laps at the image of his death. "Forgive me!" the guard says hastily, his voice trembling as he struggles to paste a smile back onto his face. "I must have misspoken! Welcome to the Circus of the Last Days! Have fun, and be sure to catch the star of our show, Dribbles the Clown!"

He scoots aside hastily to let them pass as the doors of the circus slide open.

Rakha stalks inside, the others trailing behind her. Wyll quickens his pace a little until he's at her side. "You didn't have to do that," he says in a low voice, his expression troubled.

"Yes, I did," she says shortly, not looking at him.

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Zero Gravity

Things Justice League knows about Danny Phantom:

He's dead (why, how, and for how long is unclear)

He's generally on the 'good' side (but contingency plans have been set up in case of 'future evil self' resurfacing, by Danny's own suggestion)

He's a figure of authority among other dead/neverborn/otherworldly/eldritch/magical beings (however, it's unclear to what kind of authority he holds and why)

He's dating one of the Bats (unclear to who, but none of them confirmed nor denied the fact, which is a confirmation on its own)

He absolutely hates only three things: toast, circus, and Christmas (neither of them explained)

His powerset is so wide that he can't even fully recount it (unclear if it's because he doesn't remember all his abilities or if he can't keep track of the new ones popping up spontaneously)

He's hot [whoever added this, you're not wrong, but I'm watching you - O.]

He has a grudge against Flash (unclear to why, but Flash seems to know the reason and won't budge regardless)

Of course, there are many more things to know about Danny Phantom, but they are mostly suspicions, rumors, and speculations. Like how sometimes the boy seems distracted and bored as if he is only going through a pre-written script; a sign of repeatedly going through the same day a few times too many, as the other time-travellers say. Or like how sometimes he knows too much - the boy is an expert in Kryptonian biology, to Clark's great surprise, and is more knowledgeable about Olympus politics than Diana herself.

There are also little things that are hard to notice and even harder to ignore once you do. How he never talks about family but likes listening to others talk about it. How he pointedly stays away from the medbay and any kind of medical staff. How he stops every time he passes one of the giant windows on the main floor of the Watchtower, smiling dreamily at the sight of vast, open space beyond it.

And then, there's The Thing that no one addresses.

When Danny Phantom doesn't pay attention, he unknowingly nullifies gravity.

The first time it happened, Bruce thought the Watchtower's artificial gravity collapsed. However, he very quickly realized that it was a local occurrence - only a few rooms and a hallway were affected - and, right in the center of it, was Danny, reading a book he borrowed (stolen) from the Wayne manor library.

The boy himself never noticed it. Which made sense, given that he defied gravity all on his own, always floating in the air above the floor.

But the others never acknowledged it either, treating the sudden absence of gravity as a sign of one, Danny appearing somewhere around, and two, him being in a good, if a bit absent, mood.

All in all, it's not the strangest thing that happens at the Watchtower on a daily basis.

And, besides, it's kind of fun.

¤¤¤

Danny, floating in the middle of the game room at Wayne manor, deeply engrossed in a video game: Eat this, sucker!

Tim, using his toes and knees to keep himself from floating up from the couch, not wanting to distract Danny from their match: Oh, you're going down.

Titus in the background:

¤¤¤

Bart, in the middle of a conversation with Kon:

Kon: ...

Bart, looking down at the cup on the floor: ... I guess he left?..

Kon: He literally went through a giant glowing portal two minutes ago, five feet away from you, but that's how you figure it out?

Bart: I have a short attention span, anyway-

¤¤¤

Barry, opening a bag of chips just for all the contents and himself as well to start floating: I swear he does this on purpose, I fucking swear.

¤¤¤

Red Tornado, coming into the training hall of Mount Justice: ...

Young Justice:

Red Tornado: I take it Danny is visiting. I'll leave you to it, then.

¤¤¤

Bruce, walking out of the conference room at the Watchtower to see this on the other end of the hallway, internally: He may be coming this way, I should warn the others in the room.

Bruce, a second later, because he is a little shit deep inside: On the other hand, it's a great surroundings awareness drill, so maybe I shouldn't.

[mysecretlittlelibrary]

hwy so can I hVe a scenario with kurt wagner where him and his s/o are in bed together. They have been together for long enough where both have been in bed with one another a ton of times. S/o notices some particular scars along his back that don’t look like they’re from battles he got into. When he lays on his stomach or side. S/o didn’t notice those before despite admiring him sometimes. They look much older and deeper and never healed properly. S/o reaches over and gently touches them and runs their hand along them. Feels a bit like a massage. They don’t know what they are from, but to them it does not matter. He been through something really bad before they waaay met? (Thinking about those scars from his circus days).

~Our Scars Remind Us That The Past Is Real~

Pairing: Nightcrawler x Reader

Word Count: 0.3k

Warnings: we mention scars but not much

Genre: mostly fluff

Summary: Laying in bed you notice scars on your boyfriend's back

A/N: Thank you for requesting! <3

***

Kurt rolls over next to you and you smile at his sleeping form. You're having a lazy day today and he's been in and out of naps most of the afternoon while you catch up on the show you've been watching the last couple of months.

You run a hand through his hair and then trail it down. He settles against your touch as it slides over his neck and shoulders. You glance from the TV to his exposed back. You notice something on the skin of his back.

"Whydyastah-" Kurt says- something, but you can't quite catch it because he's speaking against his pillow.

"Kurt?" You prompt quietly. Maybe he's barely conscious and talking in his sleep.

"Why'd you stop?" He sighs.

"Oh, hi baby I didn't realize you were awake again."

"Yeah, I was just enjoying you touching me, but then you stopped."

"Sorry my darling, I- well I noticed some scarring on your back and got distracted I suppose."

"Oh that." Kurt hums.

"I've never noticed them before."

"They're pretty old." He shrugs.

"Yeah I thought so, but I'm just surprised I haven't seen them until now."

"Do you spend a lot of time staring at my back or something?" Kurt snorts.

"Well, not your back specifically, but I spend a lot of time looking at you overall. I mean, we've even showered together, I feel like I should've noticed these at some point." You frown.

"I mean I don't think it's a big deal, I'm covered in other scars anyway."

"Sure sure, I was just surprised by them, is all. You asked why I stopped." You explain.

You trace your fingers over the scars, soft touches, you're sure they don't hurt or anything, but you always touch him with care. You can't help it, life has been very difficult for him, and all you want for him is peace.

"Liebling?" Kurt hums.

"Yes my love?"

"Where did you go my heart?" He asks.

"Where did I...?"

"I lost you for a moment there."

"I'm just thinking about how much I love you." You kiss his forehead.

"I love you too." He says.

You won't ask him about how he got the scars. It doesn't really matter. It won't change that you love him, or how much. If he ever wants to tell you more of course you'll always listen, but until then, all you care about is that he's here, with you, and whatever horrors he faced he'll hopefully never have to deal with again.

***

[lukas-broken-bow]

Why is your name that?

Mine is this because when I first started tumblr I was hyperfixating on an OC called Oscar who got kidnapped by an evil doctor/ringmaster. (He was called Valentine which was ironic because Saint Valentine was a doctor who was a beloved figure and all of the people Dr. Valentine kidnapped to be in his show hated him. But also because he’s aroace and loves all his victims like pets but he’s namesakes with a holiday about non platonic love.) Valentine would do a thing where- You know how some taxidermists will make mythical creatures out of several different animal species’ parts? He would do that with living things. He would use surgeries and chemicals to combine living creatures together to make monsters for his show. There was also a carnival that he also owned that traveled with the circus/was part of it. And in that carnival was a “zoo” thing for artificial monsters who refused to perform. Like Oscar. So Valentine turned Oscar into a have snake. (Like the shape a mermaid is, but with a snake instead of a fish.) Valentine has chemicals that can make things grow more than they should to fit whatever creatures they’re supposed to be attached to. So he did that with the snake and mixed up it’s organs so that it’s brain could go in in its back somewhere and be connected up to Oscar’s brain so that they could communicate mentally. Now Valentine put the snake’s fangs, tongue, and vocal cords into Oscar’s mouth and throat (so now he can’t talk and he’s venomous.) But you understand. It’s still the snake’s brain controlling all the snake parts. And the snake would have conflict with Oscar at first. But then they would slowly meld into one consciousness because they can both feel each other’s physical sensations and emotions and they’re aware of all of each other’s thoughts, so like. Intuitively, I felt like they would stop being able to tell the difference eventually and just become different facets of the same person.

Anyway, Oscar really, really likes plants. He’s a gardener professionally and on his own because he grows a lot of his own food. (Made his own rain catching irrigation system.) So Valentine offered him a bunch of options for a new name. “Oscar” simply isn’t exotic or snakelike enough. And while Oscar wasn’t going to respond to anything other than his real name, Valentine was going to name tag him with whatever he chose, so it did actually matter. There was one single option for a new name that was anything related to a plant. He decided he would choose that one out of. I guess it was some sort of tie to what he used to do? The name was Basil. Oscar thinks of it as the snake’s name.

So Basil the snaking thing. Now I think I would rename myself “Parsley the Crow” since that’s more accurate to me, but everyone knows me as this and I have friends and branding to keep up with.

(Oscar eventually managed to grow a bunch of plants in his cage as an act of rebellion. Mostly ferns.)

okay, first of all, that lore is FIRE. second, branding is very important so good on you for maintaining your brand.

now, regarding myself, I am, as has been proven, a nerd. I am such a nerd, in fact, that my favourite band of all time is 2CELLOS, a cello duo comprised of Luka Šulić and Stjepan Hauser that has since broken up. I grew up OBSESSED with their music (I used to beg my mother to watch their music videos every day). they basically designed my pop culture taste. I got into AC/DC because 2CELLOS covered Thunderstruck. they covered the Pirates of the Caribbean theme, so I watched the films. I became interested in time travel (now a dear obsession) because one of their music videos involved them doing rocking cello solos in the Georgian era, and I began hc-ing that they travelled back in time to do it (this was when I was maybe nine). I loved them SO MUCH (still do, but now I also have other interests music-wise and pop culture-wise).

when I was around twelve or thirteen years old, I finally got the chance to go to one of their concerts; my grandparents were in town for my birthday, and as a gift, they bought me tickets to the 2CELLOS tour. at that point, I had just gotten into the internet and didn’t really have a brand or a consistent url, and I didn’t know what I wanted it to be. and then, at the concert (which was AMAZING), Luka played the cello so hard his bow broke. the coolest thing my tiny child self had ever seen.

that was the moment I forever became Luka’s Broken Bow.

funnily enough, for my birthday this year, I got tickets to go see Luka solo in concert in April. who knows, maybe he’ll break his bow again.

[animeyanderelover]

Oh, and this is my second request

May i've a request for real joker , Alois trancy Ciel and our Ciel ( black butler ) kaneki Ken ( Tokyo Ghoul ) Eren Yeager, porco galliard ( aot ) meruem ( H x h ) and any boy from d-grayman your choice 😆

With female s/o Who has an attitude like Mitsuri kanroji and Kanae kochou from demon slayer please 🙏....

Thankyou and i love you💋❤️

I switched back and forth between the characters on whether darling was personality-wise more like Mitsuri or Kanae as they are different.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, overprotective behavior, clinginess, manipulation, guilt-tripping, isolation

Tags: @lovley-valentine7 @leveyani @chxxz @jamayah @leveyani @cynniical @shenryu-sama @maggiequinn59 @shumidehiro @cachamata @flaming-vulpix

S/o with an attitude like Mitsuri/Kanae

Our! Ciel Phantomhive

☕️Ciel is in misery whilst his servants, especially his demon butler, have the time of their lives. After all the contrast between Ciel and you is nothing short of comedic. Where the young lord is quiet and socially occasionally awkward, you are energetic and bubbly. It’s no wonder that Lizzy and you get along so greatly. Believe him, he has tried to contain your excitement a few times in favor of remaining discreet but he often ends up failing. It isn’t always easy. Ciel doesn’t believe himself to be someone who is easily jealous but you aren’t picky to give affection to people, including his servants. Do you know how humiliating it is to feel this way when you’re gushing over someone like Bard? If he ever catches you doing this with Sebastian, he’s done. Ciel is all about calculation and cold logic whereas you rely on your feelings which drive a lot of your decisions. Obviously there will be arguments and clashes between the two of you as Ciel will sacrifice for missions whilst you’re the foolish person who intends to save everybody. However, safety and efficiency are more important. If you can’t make the correct decisions, Ciel will make them for you. Even if that requires more drastic measurements.

Real! Ciel Phantomhive

🍵How exactly Undertaker ended up taking you in, remains a mystery to Ciel. After all you are nothing quite like the reaper. Quiet, obedient and often unable to decide for yourself. That makes you a great assistant though who doesn’t ask questions. Perhaps that’s why. Even when he spent his time being put back together, you were there. Silently watching, observing and making sure that nothing was wrong with him. You never spoke to him even back then so Ciel had to always acquire information from Undertaker when he wanted to know anything about you at all. The fondness grew from there though even with you never uttering a word and him physically incapable of doing anything. It’s indeed a sick joke. You’re the one physically capable and quick on your feet yet lacking the mental strength to decide for yourself whilst he has all those ambitions and goals yet is physically incapable of doing much. That’s how Ciel gets to you though. Undertaker allows him all too curiously to do as he wishes when he notices the growing interest of the young lord. In a world where Ciel has lost so much control over his own life, that results in him clutching you all the tighter.

Joker

🤡It starts as harmless consideration when you are initially accepted into the circus. After all you have all the required skills and talents yet it is your quiet and hesitant nature that makes you more difficult to work with for certain members. You follow instructions perfectly yet you rarely communicate for yourself and ironically enough Joker initially tries to fix that. He knows bits of your past and can already imagine where that reclusive nature comes from yet wants to help as the leader anyways since you are under his care. He sympathises. That very sympathy transforms into poison later down the line though. What started as an attempt to help slowly turns into him shielding you from pretty much everyone except his closest family. He hasn’t given up on you though. Far from it. Joker has merely arrived at a different conclusion after spending so much time with you. That the version you were before your innocence was stolen just like his might never fully return but that he can and will love and protect the new version that has emerged instead. You’re perfect just the way you are in his eyes. Other first-string members question that choice yet no one dares to speak up.

Alois Trancy

👅Finally someone who matches his energy within this mansion. He has five demon servants yet none of them are really ever good for some real fun. It's as if heaven himself has sent you to him so that he doesn't end up dying of boredom within this household. Alois adores your energetic and sweet attitude and as you are the only one who matches his energy within the mansion he ends up spending a lot of time with you rather quickly. Claude is getting a headache for it is very difficult to remind the young lord of the other duties he still has as Alois gets utterly wrapped up in you. Yes, he lives for your happiness and energy but only as long as you give it exclusively to him. It has happened more than a couple of times that he has eneded up bullying and abusing his own servants simply because they became the center of your attention for a moment. They obey only him and for that they should never dare to steal your adoration away from him. Indeed, it can get bad very fast if you don't keep your compliments and excitement under control as Alois can switch very quickly as his jealousy is an ever sparking safety hazard. You are going to be locked away in his mansion if you keep this up.

Meruem

👑So demure. So quiet. So obedient. The first impression that you leave impresses Meruem little. Whilst you definitely lack the fear most others have when facing him, there is nothing that makes you necessarily stand out either. Instead you just do as people tell you to do and as a king who commands everyone already, that only bores him. What fascinates him though is your skill in human games. Your reflexes are sharp and even though you never seem like you can think for yourself and make your own decisions, you are rather perceptive and smart. The few times the both of you have played, the matches were far too close and worst of all is that Meruem knows that you lost on purpose all because Shaiapouf warned you to not dare to triumph against the king. How dare you insult him like this? Wounded pride together with begrudging respect are common feelings for a long time until they twist into the first spark of obsession. Your behavior which initially bored him starts fascinating Meruem and slowly he starts keeping you closer and closer until you almost exclusively spend your time with him. Shaiapouf is kept away from you as Meruem will behead him if he dares to try to manipulate you more.

Eren Yeager

👊When the both of you were still younger, Eren adored that bright attitude of yours. Together with Sasha you have always been someone who has been optimistic even in the darkest times. The older he has gotten though and the more the world and his inescapable fate have brought him down to his knees, the less vocal and open he has become. A part of him still is in love with it all but the other part now knows that the world doesn't care. Others will stomp on your kindness and take advantage of it all. So to preserve the last spark of something pure and beautiful in a world that has left its marks on everyone, Eren goes through drastic measurements to ensure that you will stay alive. The Yeagerists are ordered to always watch over you and he makes sure that you stay out of the fights that continue even now. He doesn't know if you have the heart to kill humans and he doesn't want you to do so either. You don't have to get blood on your hands. All that he wants is for you to stay as joyful and bright as you are whilst he does what must be done to keep you safe. You most likely won't understand why he locks you away but you don't need to. You just have to reserve your smile for him.

Porco Galliard

🌫️It used to irritate him when he was younger. Your silence that is. Porco has known you for years already yet he has only ever heard you speak up very few times. You aren't very good in deciding for yourself and it is always other people that have to make a decision for you. It's pathetic but in a way it cruelly reflects what his people are forced to do to survive at all. He hates the way you look at him when it is only the two of you with eyes that wait for him to do something so that you may mimic it as it puts a very personal pressure on his shoulders that makes him feel like if you mess up it will be on him. God, he tries to shake you off but the both of you work too closely for that to succeed. So eventually he caves in. Reluctantly at first but as time passes, that rhythm becomes a strange comfort. He grows increasingly protective and the way you so easily accept decisions from others ends up making him far more controlling than he ever anticipated to be. It's easy to isolate you from others and to have you do as he says most of the times and sometimes that gets to his head. He loves and hates that sometimes at the same time but what never changes is that he definitely loves you.

Kaneki Ken

🔳Kaneki never expected someone like you in his life. Someone who might as well be sunshine and flowers personified. You always reserve a bright smile and kind words for him and even on hard days you keep up your energy when he is there. You almost burn him with your love at first after what he just went through. Violence and absence are things he is familiar with but not that optimism and the passion that you carry around with you. And in a world that has broken him down already, Kaneki immediately grows obsessed to protect you before you too will be broken down. If he had to confess though, he doesn't believe that he the way he is now deserves that love from you. Yet addiction isn't just something you walk away from and every time you give him a tight hug or ramble excitedly about your day, something permanently cracked within his chest aches less as it is indeed wrapped up in bandages of warmth. When he abducts you, you bawl your eyes out and that sight has him almost going berserk. When you notice that he starts spiraling though you still end up hugging him as if even now you believe he deserves kindess. That only breaks him further but he doesn't leave your arms for hours.

Lavi

🔨Initially he mistakes your silence as a challenge. Lavi is smitten quickly but considering his love for women that isn't exactly something unique. Perhaps you're just shy or you are just harder to crack but the next bookman nevertheless ends up pursuing you. It is only closer observation that has him realise that your silence isn't a result of shyness or anything. In fact he notices that you never speak unless you are ordered to and that you very rarely express emotions at all. Instead you follow obediently and carry out orders with focus and energy. And as someone who has only recently learned how to truly feel and not just pretend, that breaks something open withinn Lavi that quietly aches. A part of him recognises what could have been when he observes you and so he makes it his personal mission to make you feel more. That isn't always easy and it seems to fuel his desperation even if he hides that well behind a flirty grin. He starts hovering, appears from behind whenever people approach who only seek you out so you may carry out orders and starts insisting to tag along when you travel out to keep an eye out for you. It torments him though as he feels like he somehow failing you.

Tyki Mikk

🦋Common etiquette usually sees it through that women should be modest and quiet. Here you are though, breaking all standards by being your true and authentic self. You leave undoubtedly a very strong first impression on Tyki when he meets you for the first time but he is charmed almost immediately nevertheless. How could he not with someone as wonderful as you? In fact he ends up actively spoiling you so you may do all the things people would otherwise frown upon. He lets you eat all the food you like where you usually have to eat only small portions fitting for a lady and he lets you ramble excitedly about the things that you love whilst he listens where others would probably get annoyed. He sees a shining light that society tries to dim so that it may fit in and that just won't do. He most likely proposes to you before he even reveals his true identity to you. Partially out of genuine love and respect and partially to isolate you from the world that tries to make you feel less. It sounds very charming but deep down Tyki has ulterior motives born out of his own possessive love. He would never dare to dim your brightness but he will keep it in a place where only he can admire it.

[backtothedrawingboard]

Cutesy Stuff

Jax x Reader

Summary: You've been leaving little gifts in a secret spot in the playground for months. After receiving a gift in return, you decide to see who it was all along.

CW: Some content could be interpreted as gender dysphoria. However, it does not need to be interpreted as such.

TW: None

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You padded down the colorful halls of the Circus, lost in thought. Nothing was better than playing a song in your head to daydream about. You had no idea where anyone else was, but that was perfectly fine. Constant socializing was too exhausting to keep up with anyway.

You wandered over to the main sanctuary and hopped along a hop scotch board before heading to climb up a slide. No one else seemed to care about the indoor playground, but you thought it was pretty rad. You had a secret spot that you always climbed up to, placed something down, and returned later to find it gone. Maybe Caine took it? Or Bubble? Or maybe someone else. Whoever it was, you enjoyed the little interaction every time.

You crawled up into the tower and pulled back the hidden cabinet. As you expected, the small figurine you placed down a few days ago was no longer there. You smiled and pulled your pink seashell from your pocket. The last adventure on the beach was good for something. And Caine never caught the fact that you snuck a seashell out.

You placed the seashell on its spot. Hopefully whoever accepted your gifts would like it. You admired the view from the top of the tower, gazing around the open room. Zooble and Gangle were sitting together on a couch, apparently reading a book. Ragatha, Pomni, and Kinger were laughing about something on the stage. Jax was nowhere in sight, but he was probably either reading or planning a stupid prank.

After a while, you stretched and slid down a slide to get to the floor. Just a few days of waiting for your token to be taken...

~~~~~

You carried your new paper flower bouquet to your room happily. When you had checked your trinket hiding place, you found a small stack of different kinds of flowers made out of newspaper. As you went to open the door, your foot caught on something and you stumbled to the floor.

"Ha. Thought you would've learned better than that by now." That voice was unmistakable. When you looked up, Jax was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and his face settled on his usual half-lidded, smug grin. You rolled your eyes and sat up.

"Thanks. I needed all the nutrients that come from the floor," you said sarcastically. The rabbit just grinned more.

"I'm here to make sure you maintain your health," he replied with an amused lilt. You just rolled your eyes again and got up off the floor.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." You picked up the bouquet again. Jax's composed expression flickered to confusion momentarily.

"Where...did you get that?" he asked slowly.

You gave him an equally confused look. "Uhh. One of the towers in the playground. Why?"

The rabbit regained his composure and shrugged, looking bored. "Eh. Just curious. Ragatha give it to you? Seems like something she would make."

"No. I've been leaving little trinkets in the tower every few days and someone takes them. Guess they decided to return the favor."

Jax nodded. "Hm. Good for you. You have a secret friend." He sounded bored and slightly mocking. You sighed and pushed your door open.

"I...You don't...Ok. I'm leaving. Bye," you muttered. You caught that smug smirk again as you closed the door behind you.

You sighed again and looked around your room. The vase next to the lamp was the perfect place for the paper flowers. You arranged them to look nice and then crawled into bed for a nap. The flowers were so thoughtful. You had to figure out who made them. And who left them.

~~~~~

The Circus was quiet. There was no set day and night cycle, but there was an unspoken agreement amongst everyone of when "night" was. You climbed out of bed with a stretch and crept into the hallway, wincing from the sudden light. As you trotted out to the main sanctuary, you noticed a shadow in the tower. It was too quick to make out the shape, but it could be the culprit.

You hurried to the base of the tower and scurried up the platforms as quietly as humanly possible. This was it. After months of mystery, your secret friend was about to be revealed.

You hopped onto the last platform and looked up excitedly. It was a tall, slim figure. It must be Kinge-!...Jax? Your eyes widened in shock. He looked equally surprised.

"Uh...Jax?" you whispered. The rabbit was holding a small figure in his hand and quickly shoved it in his pocket.

"What the $&!@ are you doing here?!" he whisper yelled.

You flinched. "I-...! What are you doing here?!" you answered. After a few moments of staring at each other in silence, Jax bolted down the slide. You jumped to your feet and watched in dumbfounded confusion a second before diving after him. As soon as he hit the floor, the rabbit's long legs propelled him at top speed towards the dorms.

You panted as you followed. &!$? it, why was he so fast?! Stupid rabbit legs! You slid to a halt at his now-closed door. "Jax! Let me in! I wanna talk!"

You didn't get an answer. Typical. Jax always pretended not to be there when anyone came knocking. You huffed in annoyance.

"Jax! Please! At least come out so we can-!" You squealed in surprise as you tumbled into the room. Your apparent friend looked just as surprised when you hit the floor.

"What the- Why were you leaning against the door?" he demanded. You groaned and looked up. You couldn't help but gape in surprise. His room was...mostly pink? And the decorations didn't look like what most men would want. The rabbit seemed upset and slapped a hand over your eyes.

"Hey! Who said you could snoop, creep?!" he growled. You smiled sheepishly.

"Uh...Sorry...I didn't mean to. But...Why is your room so girly?"

"Shut up." There was a clear defensiveness to his tone. "It's not like I designed it myself."

You pulled his hand off your face and glanced around. It definitely resembled the average college woman's dorm. Just bigger, of course. You looked to a shelf and saw all your little trinkets set out on it. So that's where they went after they were taken. You sat up and smiled at Jax.

"Aww...You collected all of it and set it on display...?" you asked quietly.

Jax growled and averted his gaze. "Shut up...I'm allowed to enjoy things like that...N-not that I do, of course..."

You patted his foot reassuringly. "No, no. It's alright. I'm not judging. You're allowed to like 'em. I'm just...a little surprised it was you who was collecting it all along."

The rabbit's ears folded down and he crossed his arms. His pupils were small as he stared at the floor. "Yeah, well...Don't leave your £$?& lying around for people to take..."

You looked around a bit more quietly. Everything in his room was laid out neatly and nicely. The pastel colors were a huge contrast to his personality. You couldn't help but wonder the cause.

"Um...If you don't mind me getting personal...Why is your room so...bright? I know you didn't originally design it yourself, but our rooms are still based off of us," you muttered softly.

Jax scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Yeah. Whatever. Caine just throws stuff together however he wants. I don't know what goes through his head."

You nodded slowly. "Yeah, but...Even still, you did choose to the take my gifts and use them for decoration. And a lot of them are all cutesy."

The rabbit huffed again. "I don't...I don't know...Are men not allowed to enjoy things now?!" he practically yelled.

You held up your hands in a placating gesture. "I didn't say that. You can enjoy whatever you want. I was just curious. Sorry for prying."

The two of you sat and stood in tense silence for a little while. Jax's crossed arms finally loosened and he reached into his pocket. He held it out to you.

"Here..." he mumbled. You took it and looked down at it. It was a tiny, translucent green duck figure, no bigger than a quarter. You smiled.

"Thank you, Jax..." you said. It was adorable. "Um...Do you want to keep doing this?"

There was a hesitant pause. "...Yes."

You smiled wider and nodded. "Cool!"

"But don't you dare tell anyone." Jax glared at you. But it was softer than before.

You nodded in agreement. "Got it. I won't."

The rabbit slowly sat next to you, his tail wagging a little. "I just..." He growled.

You couldn't help but giggle a little. "Hey, I get it. Don't worry. I'm self conscious about liking this kinda stuff sometimes, too."

Jax rolled his eyes and leaned back on his hands. "Yeah, but...I'm a man."

"So?"

"Ugh. I'm the pinnacle of masculinity," he stated snarkily.

You giggled. "Oh, I'm not denying that. Men are allowed to enjoy cutesy stuff. No problems with it."

Jax scratched his chest. "Yeah. I know."

You admired your new duck and yawned. The rabbit rolled his eyes and jabbed at your arm. "Jeez, get to bed, Princess. Did you even sleep at all yet?"

You smiled sheepishly. "I mean...We don't exactly need to."

"Too bad." Your friend got up and pulled you to your feet. "I want to sleep, so get going." He pushed you out of the room. You noticed his tail wagging before the door slammed closed on you. You smiled and shook your head.

You wandered over to your room and stepped inside. You looked around the shelves and decided the duck should sit next to the vase of paper flowers. You set it down and patted its head with a fingertip before climbing into bed. You turned off the lamp and rolled onto your back. You didn't expect any of this at all. But...you certainly weren't complaining.

[bamfkeeper]

Sweet Iced Tea.

RQ: 'Could I give you a penny for your thoughts on nightcrawler with a southern s/o. I’m from the deep south and He Is So Dear To Me. I just wanna feed him and make him go horseback riding with me.' - @leon-de-la-vega

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x GN!reader | Warnings: None

A/N: Half my family comes from the south, so I get this hard. Written as headcannons because this idea can be so versatile. Please ignore mistakes it's 4am ;; Dankeee

Kurt is very interested in your lifestyle. He grew up in a circus where the animals were kept in poor conditions and abused, so when he hears about you taking care of animals he is very intrigued.

He's a little nervous, not sure what to expect, but upon seeing your horses and how you treat them, he's pleasantly surprised.

"Mein Gott, they are so shiny," Kurt pets one of their manes, grinning at the horse.

He would adore horseback riding, he'd be a little skeptical at first. He'd be afraid to make the horse uncomfortable, or doing something wrong, but you promise him everything is fine and you both end up having a lovely ride.

There is a joke to be made here...

He helps with the animals if you need it, and he gladly lends a hand around the farm if you have one. Helping clean, feed the animals, collecting tools or following you around like a puppy to aid in anything you ask.

He'd love the food. He eagerly asks questions about the foods you eat. He loves corn and potatoes, since German meals are often hardy, it's not much different.

Brisket?? God he loves it. Sometimes he helps you cook too, but he mostly likes to watch while holding your hips.

You have a game where you hold up ingredients and he says their name in German. You try to repeat it, often mispronouncing, but he doesn't have the heart to correct you.

He tries on your hats and clothes, which are too big on him, but he's absolutely adorable in them.

He has a hard time learning the lingo.

You have to explain to him the terms since English isn't his first language anyway, and some terms in English confuse him. Now hearing Southern ones further makes it difficult for him to understand.

"Liebling...what does druthers mean? I cannot find it anywhere..." Kurt frowned, looking to you with confusion. "Und dog won't hunt? Dogs do not hunt, they eat inside? They are not wolves anymore."

His first time trying sweet iced tea, his eyes about bug out. Especially when you made it fresh. "Ach, das ist wunderbar!" Kurt practically downs the glass, looking expectantly for a refill.

He loves when you fuss over him. It can be over anything, a wound, what he's wearing for the weather, how much he's eating, etc. You fuss over him so lovingly, it's how you show your care and he is more than happy to sit and be the center of your attention.

Kurt gets used to the unique scents of your lifestyle too, and eventually he seeks out smells of your home and you to feel comforted when he's at the mansion.

You're kind and respectful as you were raised, and he is drawn in by your warmth and generous hospitality. You are so hard working and loyal, you never expect anything back for kindness.

You had so many traits he adored, and it only made him love you even more.

Thanks for reading.

*BAMF*

Dividers by @/adornedbylight

Forgot which comic this image is from, please let me know! Other photos from pinterest.

[zooblesbutchpuppygirl]

Recent stim I have started doing that is Really soothing to me (no idea why there wasn't an option to save this as a gif so it's a video I guess lol)

Proshippers/adjacent dni. 100000 shark attack 🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈 also Zooble self ship doubles dni

[mysterioushistorian]

and finally, the last redesigns are here! as always, headcanons are under the cut :)

Lowbloods

Midbloods

Ardata Carmia

been getting a lot better due to her moirallegiance with marsti

doing what her heart desires

still kind of bloodthirsty though

lynera's crazy matesprit (crazy just like her)

the mediiia adores me

marsti may be immune to her psychic powers, but she's not immune to her charm

amazing video editor

?????? Elwurd

irdc abt her so whatever

is over her ex

is there even much to say about her?

has been getting into music too. she plays the guitar.

Mallek Adalov

hackerman sk8erboy, obviously

has a blog for coding advice

nerdier than ever

loves diemen

can play ping-pong pretty well.

Remele Namaaq

buy her arte

great friends with charun and is on good terms with amisia

has been getting into acting as of late

can take someone in a fight

is that a pirate?

aside from acting, also knows a lot about movie directing and illumination

just loves art in general

Amisia Erdehn

still makes her own paint. yep.

actually finishes her projects now. no empty canvas or half done paintings

likes to hide in chahut's hair

been trying out digital art too

aint you too young to use chittr?

Galekh Xigisi

aspiring writer

hates tagora's bullshit, but loves him anyways

please cite an entire wikipedia article

a teacher! finally

reading is great for you, young wrigglers.

wears an expensive watch

Nihkee Moolah

still a muscular theater champion and master of muscular arts!

during her free time, she records videos for grub tube. she does workout exercises for women

WE CAN DO IT SISTERS!

is that a nike shoe

Zebruh Codakk

still the same, that's all you need to know.

Marvus Xoloto

engaged to fozzer velyes. he loves that man.

there are hidden messages about troll marxism in his songs now

welcome to clown town, motherfuckers. honk honk :o)

treats karako like his son

chixie's moirail. he cares a lot about her and hates it when other highbloods take credit for her songs

Chahut Maenad

still loves to scrapbook

might need a bigger room for all those heads she collect

praise the mirthful messias, motherfuckers

whoever invades skylla's ranch has messed with her

big fan of moolah's grubtube channel

Karako Pierot

HONK!!!

bronya is his adoptive mother, marsti is his grubsitter (as much as she hates it)

marvus is like a father figure to him

just a sweet, sweet soul in this cruel world

can juggle now!

Barzum & Baizli

still share everything

still are the same

are circus ballerinas now,

culling tactics didn't change

[saintvainglorious]

Fics I Enjoyed in January - DC Comics Fic Rec List Part 2

I am still neck-deep in DC fandom this month and the fics have been so so good. Unlike last time, I am too tired to write mini summaries/reviews, so I'm going to feature my favorite quote from each fic instead.

My first DC Comics fic rec list is here!

Floor Plans by @oh-mother-of-darkness (Teen & Up, 1k, 2016) “I really didn’t want to die,” he finished. “I was kind of hoping if I laid here long enough, I would remember what that felt like.”

Losing two brothers in six months takes an emotional toll.

almost right by @bitimdrake (Teen & Up, 3k, 2020) He desperately wishes that he didn’t know what Dick’s cheekbone feels like under a gauntleted fist.

Bruce sucks in a breath, hand raising to fix the cowl. Dick flinches back.

but more with love by @danishsweethearts (Teen & Up, 3k, 2022) Dick wakes up one morning, groggy from a dream that he thinks might’ve been about the circus and also about his favourite car and also about how lonely he is, and realizes that he can’t remember what his mother’s voice sounds like anymore.

O Robin, Robin, wherefore art thou Robin?

The Mechanics of a Hug by @sohotthateveryonedied (General Audiences, 4k, 2017) “You know… that crushing sense of depression? Like,” Dick chews his lip. “It’s. A physical weight. Makes it hard to breathe?” “Yeah,” Tim says, soft. He smiles, wryly. “I sort of hoped you didn’t, though.”

“So,” Tim ventures. “It's… what, a cuddle pollen?” Bruce just shrugs. “Something like that.”

No Pain, All Gain by @sohotthateveryonedied (General Audiences, 1k, 2020) Tim’s eyes go even wider. “You stole my organs?” “Technically,” Jason chimes in, “the doctors stole your organs. We just gave them permission.”

Bruce checks Tim’s IV. “Are you in any pain? Do you need more morphine?” Tim’s pupils are so wide that only the faintest ring of blue can be seen. He watches Bruce the way a five-year-old watches cartoons. “I’m all good, B-dog. All Gucci, like we cool teens say." His words are slurred almost beyond recognition, but Tim doesn’t seem to notice or care. "I could fight Superman right now.”

The Wind Sits in the Shoulder of Your Sail by @birdchildsnest (Teen & Up, 7k, 2020) “Oh my god. Bruce. I can’t even tell if you’re serious. When everybody finally eats the rich—they’re going to eat you first.”

At least, back then, Tim had barely been a teenager. He could almost forgive his own volatility. And he’d been smart enough (scared enough?) not to tell Jack that he didn’t need him. What was his excuse now? Bruce was his dad (at least, in the legal sense), but (surprise, surprise) it turned out that Tim wasn’t any better at being a son. Or Tim and Bruce still have some things to sort through after the adoption.

I Left My Conscience On Your Front Doorstep by @dustorange (Teen & Up, 21k, 2022) He doesn’t want to be loved if being loved is like this.

"I think I'm leaving," Dick whispers. "I think I'm not coming back."

bad boys bad boys (whatcha gonna do) ♫ by @drakefeathers (Teen & Up, 20k, 2014) "They live their lives thinking they can charge through the city with the right to hurt and kill and destroy as many lives as they want. And they do it all without a shred of remorse." “But—” Damian begins, brow furrowed in confusion. “Isn’t that like you?”

a Jason and Damian as Batman and Robin AU!! featuring a bunch of graffiti, a rival dynamic duo, and Cat Jason (a cat named Jason).

The Biggest Mistake by @oh-mother-of-darkness (General Audiences, 1k, 2016) “I could ground him anyway, if it would make you feel better.” “He only said it because I called him ‘a garbage can so ineffective it actually became garbage.’”

"You know what really needs to be addressed? Bruce's truly terrible treatment of Damian." -Me, on a daily basis

been a number and a name by @wynterstars (Teen & Up, 35k, 2023) “Turns out if you just say ‘spacetime’ until people’s eyes glaze over they don’t really question anything you say. Also, somehow nobody expects me to be able to actually do enough math to explain it.”

On a field trip, Robin has a close encounter with the newest super in Metropolis, only to discover the hard way that Superboy secretly works for Lex Luthor. They agree to work together on a plan to free Superboy from Luthor’s hold, but Robin isn’t sure how far he can trust him—and his developing feelings only make things more complicated.

clean it like you mean it by @wynterstars (Teen & Up, 70k, 2024) "Wait, ugh, you're not my dead dad, right? If I'm getting a dying vision of my dead dad I want a do-over because he suuuuucked."

When Gotham's crooks have to scrub down their lairs, who do they call? Jason Todd, Gotham's first and only underworld crime scene cleaning specialist. He's spent his life dodging the Bat, but after a chance encounter he saves Robin's life. Tim Drake finds himself drawn to the conflicted rogue, and soon Jason becomes Robin's street informant. But they can only stay on opposite sides of the law for so long before something breaks.

3:16 by @wufflesvetinari (Teen & Up, 70k (WIP), 2023) “Try to decouple one thing from the other. I’m proud of you, but ice cream isn’t my grand statement about whether you’ve been good or bad today. Good things are good. Happiness is precious. Sometimes you just want caramel chocolate chip.”

The knife pushes thin along Dick’s carotid artery, cupping the indent between neck and jawline—forcing him to angle his chin. The metal is warm, pulled with execution speed from under Damian’s pillow. “Okay,” Dick says quietly, tracking the intricacies of his own heartbeat—counting the space between breaths. “Guess I did need a shave.” (With faltering steps, Dick and Damian become Batman and Robin.)

wolf-king of rome by @mysterycitrus (Not Rated, 25k, 2024) “You go after Joker, but you don’t kill him, because it’s not about the Joker dying, it’s about Bruce breaking his code for you. It’s about Bruce loving you enough to change himself for the worse. It’s about your idea of grieving.”

Jason doesn’t fear Dick Grayson. Fear itself has changed shape for him, since his return from the Pit - it tastes of dirt in his mouth, of drowning, of fire and blood and laughter, more than a tangible face. Still, he’d be stupid not to be cautious. Dick liked playing on an uneven field, and would do anything to keep him off balance, so he just had to stay focused. That’s the nature of the armistice, both waiting for the other to make a move. It’s like balancing on the head of a pin.

Declensions by @dustorange (Teen & Up, 13k, 2018) “Do not tell them your name. Do as I did to survive. I lied. I have always lied. Make one up. Do not let them have you. Say your name is…is…is…Richard Grayson. Or something. They are going to steal you; do not give them anything to steal.”

“My father,” Dick says, “worked the rope. It cut him. His hands were never clean.”

Passiontide by @bigdvmnhero (Teen & Up, 5k, 2025) Despite its faults, the day had tried to be good. He felt young, like someone's son.

On the 96th day Bruce didn't call, Dick remembered their old game. Three things he knew: 1) In three months, it would be Dick's death anniversary; 2) Bruce was still missing his check-ins; 3) Here Dick was, persisting. Imagine the things I'd survive, Dick thought distantly, if I loved Bruce less. Or: Agent 37 and his various crises of faith, on Day 277 at Spyral, Day 150, and Day -0.

the time you won your town the race by @silverwhittlingknife (Teen & Up, 4k (WIP), 2022) Tim. Tim is Dick’s. Death sharpens, clarifies these things. Who will receive the body, decide on the funeral, receive condolences, make all the decisions that matter. No one has questioned it, not even Tim’s friends. There’s a terrible clarity about death. If Dick said, let’s burn everything he owned, Alfred would do it.

He doesn’t know exactly what Tim would say. But he knows what Tim would do. Tim dies. Dick doesn’t take death for an answer. A Red Robin 12 AU.

door, opening by @cowboysorceror (Mature, 70k (WIP), 2024) Dick, with the keys to every locked door Jason has ever tried to open, tucked inside the cradle of his skull; all of that, snuffed out like a candle.

It’s barely audible, but he knows what he heard. A short, four-note whistle, chirping down – E, C#, then jumping up to A, F#, a little trill on the finish. He waits a moment, head turned slightly towards the dim shapes of storage containers between him and the ramp, eyes straining against the blackness. Long, stretching seconds. There it is again. His gloved hand, prickling with cold, closes into a fist. It’s a wood thrush. A small North American songbird that doesn’t sing at night, doesn’t live in the city. He knows what it means. It means hold, steady, not yet. It means wait for me, I’m behind you.

[wyervan]

large shirts dont fit the slasher boys huh. . . Idk if you did it on purpose but the shrimp art you made had both of their sleeves rolled up above the elbow and i just imagine that if they unrolled them it would only go to their mid forearms.

ive seen tall and thin people complain that sizing from medium onwards just gets wider (in america) and not longer.

I mean I got nothin’ on Sun n Moon’s height but I am of a longer build and frequently find that fitted clothing is usually a bit too short for me. Pants hit my ankle instead of the top of my foot, nicely tight shirts are too short, rompers are weirdly baggy or ride up… 😝

So yeah i would imagine that clothes fitting right is an issue. Baggier clothing often suits Moon fine, but Sun feels like a lotta clothes just hang off him…. a bit like a scarecrow. They have small wardrobes, for many reasons besides the difficulty in finding well-fitting articles (money, circus, bloodstains, etc.).

But the real reason I always show their sleeves rolled up is because I am extremely self-indulgent, a sinner truly, and the forearms are one of the most decadent parts of the body to draw, especially on Sun and Moon. Every time I block out their shape, I cannot bring myself to hide their form, not to mention covering up their arm hair, God forbid!

*cough* Uhhh yeah anyways…. :o) ….Sun knows how to sew, at least do rudimentary mending… probably ends up doing a lotta patching up of both their costumes and casual wear.

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

pommi, ragtha and jax with a s/o who is a an fox plushie that has springs instead of limbs?

I'm going to give the reader typical "fox" characteristics. Like being a wise trickster and such. Just because I can :)

Ps: sorry but I couldn't think of anything for Ragatha

Pomni and Jax X fox Reader who has spring limbs

Pomni

★ You helped her feel at home when she first came into the picture. There where numerous things she didn't understand in the new world she's in. As much as she appreciates Ragatha trying to make her feel better, it's not what she needs.

★ She needs someone who will tell her the truth without sugarcoating it. Someone who can answer questions without making her feel like a child. please, listen to her talk. She has so much that needs to come off her chest.

★ Her favorite part of you is the soft fur. Specifically the tail. It makes for a really nice fidget toy. Sometimes she finds herself running her hand through it absentmindedly.

★ She sleeps better when she is with you. Naps are always better with something to cuddle up with. The hard wire that makes up your arms and legs can be padded with pillows to feel softer.

★ You two have a lot of self care dates. They were your idea. Though skin care and things of that sort don't really do anything to your digital bodies, it's still really relaxing.

Jax

★ A fox and a rabbit? Good luck with that. Jax would be extra mean to you your first few days in the digital circus. Just so you don't get any ideas.

★ Fortunately for you, a charming smile and the right words at the right time can leave him captivated. Are you trying to play with his feelings, or are you actually hitting on him?

★ Fortunately for his heart. You actually like the menace to society. Good luck putting up with a smug, cocky, jerk like him. Oh who am I kidding, that's probably why you like him.

★ He's not looking out for you. If you and those arms get tangled up he won't be helping you. You can take care of yourself. There's no need for a "Knight in shining armor" to come save you.

...That's what he tells you, anyway.

★ In reality, he'd try to keep you together. If you're in a tricky spot he might pull you out of it and leave you to pick yourself up. Nothing more. Nothing less.

★ Behind closed doors he's marginally better to you. He, gets this, helps you untangle yourself after pushing you around! Wow. So kind of him! Maybe he will even apologize for stretching you across the digital lake like a rubber band?

[maiko-san]

TADC x Robotic Jester Reader ( Part 1 )

You have a robotic jester avatar that is straight up Fizzarolli.

(Y/o/n) : Your other name

The reader is non-binary ( Reader is a Yes ), age 23.

Ft. Kinger, Ragatha and Caine

Part 2

The last thing you remember was putting on a headset and boom, you spawned in a circus and forgot your name.

Great.

The ringmaster names Caine gave you a new name which was (Y/o/n). You accept your new name and your new life in this circus. Oh, also a new body which was a jester but a robot? You find it cool that you can extend your limbs and is incredibly flexible. At first, you find it hard to control your body parts but "practice makes perfect" and you manage to control your limbs like a pro.

Anyways, you're one of those people that accept your fate and live normally in the circus unlike the others who got obsessed finding the exit, went insane and then abstracted. It was to a point it was only you and Kinger left in the circus. ( Ragatha is actually the second oldest member but I'll make her the third after Reader )

Kinger

Kinger sees you as a good and loyal friend. Both of you are really close.

After Queenie abstracted, you were there to comfort him. The poor man's mental health had deteriorated after witnessing all his friends abstracted causing him to become paranoid, easily scared and forgetful.

There are times that whenever you're talking to him and the next thing he does is scream due to him forgetting who you were ( you were slightly hurt by it at first but you can't blame him for having a short term memory ).

Plus, your avatar is kinda scary tbh. Glowing eyes, sharp teeth and all?

Anyways, whenever Kinger made a pillow fort, you would help him make a bigger one! A castle pillow fort!

It was lonely and uneventful when it was just you and Kinger but it didn't take long for new members to pop in.

Ragatha

Oh dear lord.

Isn't she the sweetest doll you ever met? Well, really not actually no. Not in a bad way, you could read someone's body language and you know she's forcing herself to be happy in this digital world.

"Come on now, dollie! Don't force that smile, you might hurt those lil cute cheeks of yours~" you giggled, poking her cheeks.

Ragatha doesn't know whether she should blush or weirded out with you.

During her first arrival, she had a hard time fitting in and she avoided both you and Kinger at first.

She also tried to find the exit which she failed to do so.

She knows that you want to have a conversation with her but you didn't force it on her. Which she appreciates.

At that point she can see that you genuinely want to befriend her. After she sees how close you and Kinger are.

As time goes by, she starts to talk to you and Kinger. Man, you are one happy jester!

You get to know about Ragatha more, she's actually a nice person and also she knows how to knit and make embroidery!

She actually made a plushie of you and Kinger, how cute!

"Awwwww~" you awed at the sight of the plushie version of you and Kinger. "Kingy! Hey, Kingy! Look how scary my plushie is!" you said, running towards the chess king like a child who got a present. Kinger holds the plush version of you, but when you show his plush ver "AHH—"

Ragatha couldn't help but giggle at the sight.

Whenever the three of you are in the tent, you usually practice your circus act during your free time.

What is a circus without a circus performer anyway? You would do juggling balls and proceed to do the extreme, like juggling the closest thing to you like chainsaws, swords, chair, Kinger—

Dancing on a tight rope? Check.

Eat a sword? Check.

Blow a huge ball of fire? Check.

Magic tricks? Check.

Ragatha, Kinger and Caine would watch you do the tricks, they were impressed how quickly you learn all of it. Especially Caine, who assists you with all of your circus acts.

Caine

He loves how you know how to do circus acts! ( It seems the ai has a favourite child ).

What is the point of a circus without a circus performance? Him being the ringmaster and you're the performer.

Caine did try to make Ragatha and Kinger join in the fun but they ended up failing miserably. Like jumping through a fire hoop and on a spinning wheel?

"I-I think we'd rather be the audience, Caine" Ragatha chuckles nervously as she pulls out a cleaver from her head and pretends it was normal which it wasn't. Kinger on the other hand is shaking uncontrollably from the experience and his robe is on fire which you out. You tried to hold him down, only to have him clip through the floor.

"Kingy!!!!" you let out a panic scream as you scratch the floor after witnessing your bestie glitching into the floor. "Caine! Do something, what if he went to the cellar or worse, trapped in some weird endless yellow room filled with monsters?!" you shrieked, pulling on your jester hat.

Caine with a snap of his fingers teleports the chess king back into the tent, unharmed. Much to your relief. "Kingy? Are you alright?!" you asked the chess piece, pulling his head down and you checked on him. Basically smashing your forehead against his. "I'm totally fine, (Y/o/n)" he said, you let out a sigh of relief. "Did ya see a gameshow under there?" you asked him.

"Anyways! Let's head out for new adventures my fellow friends!" announce Caine, disregarding the fact he nearly set Kinger on fire and threw cleavers at Ragatha, without knowing that he had traumatized them.

Oh well, it seems that only you could do circus performance, well for now.

Anyways! Adventure, here we come!

He really likes how you would go along with every one of his adventures within the digital world and is very adventurous.

It keeps everything lively!

He wishes that the others are as adventurous as you!

Author's Note :

For characters age, Kinger (45), Ragatha (30), Gangle (26), Pomni (25), Reader (23), Zooble (22) and Jax (22).

As for now I do Kinger, Ragatha and Caine. I will do the others in the second part. The reader and TADC casts won't have romantic interest yet. I am not sure about Kinger since he's a middle aged man but I think it's better to have platonic relationship with him.