#anyways anyone in these tags like yuri

[neon-garbage-angel]

DOG SHOW AU where Viktor is a borzoi and has been Best In Show for the last 5 years, and is polite to other dogs but lacks any true friends, while Yuuri is a dark-coated shiba inu who looks up to Viktor (both metaphorically and literally lol) but gets stressed easily and struggles with shows

[kiwikiswia]

your feelings have been living for a millennium

[every-sanji]

[dreamsy990]

made two of the characters i designed for ffxiv girlfriends or something

[wellhungspeaker]

sometimes i feel a little weird doing fandom-y things for rhps (because ive never been in a fandom this small before also because it just feels a little weird sometimes) and ill doubt myself and think "does everything NEED a fandom?? scoffs" even though. im hyperfixated super crazy style.

but then i remember that i have no mouth and i must scream has a fandom and i realize that life (fandoms) finds a way and if there is at least one person who likes something, there's probably going to be fanfic about it and some kind of ship WILL be involved

[nach0]

au where everything's the exact same except yopper is osha compliant, featuring backstory

headinhands this was meant to be a QUICK DOODLE for a JOKE. "oh that parkour isn't very safe" says my friend. "oh wait i can do a funny doodle about that" i say back. one hour later here we are

[proton-selfships]

Selfshiptober: Day 3

Embrace/Blood

Ship: Laurelton (Pre-Relationship! Very Pre-Relationship! This Is Not What Their Romance is Like!!) Words: 2,069 Content Warnings: Animal Death, Gore, Past Manipulative Laurel Behavior, Angst, Generally Fucked-Up Situation Prompts from @sennamybeloved!

Even on a cloudy, moonless night in the middle of the woods, Laurel couldn’t help but stop and admire her creation.

She had to pull so many strings to get this far. A long hiring process among Nevermore’s staff, countless failed attempts at perfecting the concoction she needed, increasingly inane excuses for she and her coworker’s mysterious absences that those idiots on the staff somehow kept believing… All of that came down to this.

There she stood: Laurel’s prized weapon, dopey-eyed and compliant just for her, under the thrall of a plant mixture she’d made herself. All that power lying dormant under her skin, ready to spring forth in a rainbow-shrouded burst at any moment, thrumming through her veins with every beat of her unnatural Outcast heart. Laurel wondered if that heart ever shone the same way the skin did. If it was even made of the same meat as a human heart. But that didn’t matter now.

It was all Laurel’s to command.

Time to take it for a real test run.

Laurel slowly sauntered over to Peyton’s side, careful not to crunch too many leaves with her footsteps as she kept her eyes locked on a patch of greenery just at the edge of the thicket, waiting for the slightest hint of movement. This was the spot where she’d planted a special crossbreed of plant, one that she knew would be just irresistible to local herbivores. The bait was set, the trap laid. Now, it was just a matter of waiting for a bite.

When she was close enough, she put her hands on Peyton’s shoulders. Her lithe, weathered yet deceptively soft fingers hooked into the crook of Peyton’s neck like pincers as they massaged away whatever tension they found. Laurel had to keep her tool honed for its greatest challenge yet, after all. She already knew Peyton was capable of lifting anything stationary in this forest, provided she had the motivation to do so, and the concoction injected into her more than took care of that. But when the goal is not only catching a moving target, but keeping enough of it intact to preserve part of its body, strength is only part of the equation. She needed to know whether Peyton would have the delicate touch needed for the job ahead.

Laurel froze. A rustle, coming from the shadows several yards ahead. She squinted, and what she could make out in the murky shroud of night was a head about the size of her body, lowering itself to dine on the leafy buffet spread out in front of it. Whatever this was, it was massive. Perfect. If Peyton could handle this, then no lost hiker would ever stand a chance.

“See that animal over there?” Laurel whispered. She pointed with one hand and cupped Peyton’s cheek with the other, careful not to make any sudden moves as she guided her accomplice’s gaze to the faint silhouette in the inky black.

“Mmhmm…”

Laurel flinched as the creature heard Peyton’s careless reply and lifted its head. Now, she could see the crown of antlers jutting out of its skull, reaching outward and up like a miniature forest canopy. A moose. Should’ve guessed from its size.

She didn’t relax again until it went back to munching on the plants. “Quiet,” she said, barely audible yet stern, pressing her fingers to Peyton’s pillowy, slightly chapped lips. “I need that moose out there. Can you use your powers to bring it to me? Carefully, now.”

Without another word, Peyton lifted up her hand. It shimmered with her powers’ aura, her pale skin subtly shining in all colors of the rainbow. The same light patterns started to emanate from the moose, starting from its torso and flowing out in eddies over its limbs, and—

GROOOOUUUGGGHHH!!!!

The moose bellowed out like a raging bear the moment it felt itself being lifted. It thrashed about, its hooves stomping and scraping desperately against the fallen leaves carpeting the forest floor before losing contact with the ground altogether.

But Peyton didn’t react. She was a sleepwalking puppet dangling from Laurel’s every word. Her unwavering telekinetic grip was too firm for it to escape.

Pride swelled up in Laurel’s chest at the sight.

It flailed closer and closer as Peyton brought it over, revealing just how massive it truly was next to the two petite humans that had caught it. Yet for all its might, when it was caught in a trap it couldn’t overcome, it was reduced to just another panicked prey animal.

“Ah, ah, not too close,” said Laurel, stopping Peyton just as the moose was hovering over the closest edge of the plants it’d been eating, before one of them got their head kicked in by the struggling beast. “Now. I want you to take out its heart and give it to me. In one piece, we need to keep it to save for later. Do you understand?”

Peyton slowly nodded, almost robotically.

She took a single step toward the suspended beast. Her outstretched hand clenched into a fist.

First came a loud snap. It reverberated through the trees. Any hiker would assume one of the branches overhead had broken in the wind.

The creature locked eyes with Laurel’s wide-eyed, satisfied stare. It seemed to plead with her, asking one final “why?” that would never be answered.

But Laurel looked right past it as its final moments stretched into eternity. She pictured something else in her mind’s eye. Not a great behemoth of the woods, but a human, their neck caught in a telekinetic web but their body otherwise intact. A fine harvest, a worthy sacrifice to bring her ancestor back into the world.

Then something splashed on her cheek. She reached up to wipe it away with her hand, only to be met with more, warm and metallic.

The moose wailed out as its blood erupted out from an opening in its neck in a massive burst.

Peyton systematically ripped the moose open to get to the heart buried within, rending flesh from bone and splitting it open down the length of its neck like she was de-boning a fish. Its meat took on the appearance of an unfurling bouquet of dripping red flowers as the shower of blood doused the patch of greens that had been the moose’s meal only moments ago. Then, the heart emerged, shrouded in its own aura of telekinetic power that shredded the surrounding moose flesh away on contact.

With Laurel’s command obeyed, Peyton dropped the moose. It fell to the ground with a mighty thud, a final grunt escaping its lungs from the force of the impact. And then, not another sound.

The heart fell into Laurel’s hands, staining them a deep red. She knew Peyton would never do any of this while lucid, she was far too much of a softie even towards random wild animals. But from the depths of trance, Peyton’s glassy eyes couldn’t truly focus on anything but Laurel, and Laurel swore they were begging for her approval.

The words that followed just slipped out. “Good girl.”

Laurel took a moment to relish her success and ignore the strange twinge she felt deep inside herself when Peyton smiled sleepily at those words. She tossed the heart aside, landing beside what used to be the moose, and shook some blood droplets off of her hands. She groaned. Looked like she’d be in for a long night trying to wash all that crud off. “Now come on, let’s go back and get cleaned up, okay?”

…

Nothing happened.

Laurel’s smirk faded. Something was wrong. Peyton never hesitated like this under the concoction’s influence.

“Peyton? Come back with me.” She snapped her fingers. “Now.”

“I… I… I…”

Peyton wasn’t moving. She wasn’t responding at all. Her thumbs twitched, tracing the streaks of blood on her fingers over and over again.

“Peyton?” Laurel blinked, a look of concern shadowing her face. “Are you…?”

“I can’t…” Peyton’s eyes still stared straight ahead, open but not quite awake. Once dull and vaguely serene in the depths of a mindless trance, they glistened with tears that caught the light of a rainbow aura building in her hands. “I can’t… I can’t…”

It wasn't that she was consciously disobeying. More like… she was a computer, stuttering and freezing from its own processes tying themselves in an infinite loop-shaped knot. In any other circumstance, this all would’ve looked like mild discomfort. But from someone this deep in her own mind?

In that moment, Laurel was no longer a puppetmaster wielding an instrument of death. She… almost felt something of what she thought was her Marilyn persona’s faux concern, coming out from somewhere deep inside herself that she didn’t know or care to know. “You can’t what? Use your words.”

Peyton’s eyes squeezed shut. “Can’t… use power… like… like this…”

A new image flooded Laurel’s mind.

Peyton, crouched in a pool of blood, leaning over the remains of another human being. Eyes not vacant and pliant, but red and hollow with regret. Cheeks stained with tears that wouldn’t stop. Hands clawing into her own head in disbelief. Breathing ragged. “I can’t take it back… They’re dead… I can never take it back… I’m a murderer… I did this…” Her eyes shooting straight up, burning a hole into Laurel’s. “You did this to me.”

Laurel blinked again. She sighed, overcome with a feeling she couldn’t name.

“…I can’t do this to you.”

And she flung her arms around Peyton.

She ran one of her hands through Peyton’s fluffy brown hair, over and over again. Her arms firmly locked Peyton’s tense body in place, her other hand rubbing circles over her back. “Shhh… Shhh… You’ll never have to do that again…”

She didn’t care that now they were both soaked in even more blood. She didn’t care that she was holding onto her Outcast puppet for dear life. She didn’t care that she ached for forgiveness from a twisted facsimile of a person held together with demonic psychic forces.

“I’m here.”

And right then, nothing else mattered.

Slowly, as they stood locked in their embrace, Peyton’s breaths steadied again. Her body went limp in Laurel’s arms, mind still fogged over and only vaguely connected to her body.

Then, a low humming that Laurel hadn’t noticed hanging in the air slowly started to dissipate, taking the glow that’d been building in Peyton’s hands and a strange tension in Laurel’s body with it.

“That must be it.” Laurel pulled away, quirking an eyebrow as she got a good look at Peyton’s dazed, blood-covered face. “You were going to explode, weren’t you? So your powers made me feel guilty so I would defuse you.” She chuckled, putting her hands on her hip. “I should’ve known an Outcast would have tricks up their sleeve, even in a state like yours.”

“Do… I…?” Peyton murmured, returning to her placid baseline.

“Whatever. Like you’d know when you’re drugged up like this.” Laurel shrugged, then reached down to tug Peyton’s hand. “Come on, we’ve both got work tomorrow.”

“Okay…~” Peyton obediently followed as Laurel led her back the way they came.

When she woke up the next morning, Peyton wouldn’t remember any of this. Like always, Laurel would tell her that she’d only remember going to bed the last night, locking away the memories of these sessions until the next time Laurel puts her under for some task related to preparing the ritual to resurrect Crackstone.

But Laurel wouldn’t forget what happened so easily. It turned out Peyton wasn’t so much a gun for Laurel to wield as she was a grenade. Trying to use her to kill someone could spiral into a psychic explosion that levels Jericho. That wasn’t an option.

She’d find another Outcast to gather the body parts she needed. Her father’s old books in the mansion had all kinds of dirt on them, there had to be some poor thing she could trick into carrying out the deed.

But as she lied awake in bed into the dead hours of the morning, eyes that never needed the glasses she wore watching the ceiling like a hawk, she swore to herself that she’d keep her word from earlier. As long as she lived, she would never make this sweet, fragile little thing harm a soul ever again.

…Because she didn’t want to die in an explosion. That’s all.

[lightningfilledsaber]

sigh I’m not doing yaoi discourse in 2023. takes three seconds to look up how it originated versus other gay genres/subgenres like yuri, shounen-ai, bara, or BL. I seriously don’t give a fuck if people create/engage with yaoi but ignoring its origins is not helping anyone especially if you’re trying to reclaim the genre.

[confoodles]

OHHHHH IM FUCKING FUMINGG

WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK. ARE THEY DOINGGGG ?!!!!!!

- First of all the way Luna described the incident ??? She promised me she'd socialize and then disappeared for no reason ?? THE FUCK DO U MEAN NO REASON ?!!!! Ur friend accosted her until she threw food at his face !!! Clearly there was a reason and clearly there was a fight.

- Did something happen to her as a child?? Oh the way I nearly retched. Why are they making the characters act fucking stupid all of a sudden? First of all Luna, like didn't this whole arc happen already? Where everyone realized that oh yeah Aylin is being bullied and we should all be there for her. Like I don't know AM I CRAZY DID I HALLUCINATE THAT?? Did something happen to her ummm yeah she's been bullied her whole life and you know that ???

- I feel like a big issue seems to be that they r cutting and rearranging things. Like why is Alpha once again like 'fuck I'm so shitty, idk my sisters' as if we didn't spend the entirety of last episode processing that and her other issues????

- SHE SMEARED A PLATE OF FOOD ON TON'S FACE?! Guys is she stressed 😥😥 she's not usually like that 😥😥 Yeah maybe cause usually people don't get in her personal space while she's visibly uncomfortable and don't let up. This whole arc is making me hate Ton and tbh everyone who isn't Aylin.

- Ton drawing a whole ass graph instead of connecting his two existing brain cells and saying sorry is sooooo infuriating. Genuinely if this ep doesn't end with Aylin expressing her discomfort at how everyone made her feel and them making conscious effort to improve I'm gonna kill someone.

- Friendship ended with aylinluna now sunlin is my only friend ☀️👽

- As much as I love the teachers I think at the core of it all everyone is giving Aylin advice from the wrong place. Like sure the problem will now be resolved in the show, but to me the viewer it does not actually feel resolved. I think that part of it is due to the fact that Aylin is very much coded to be an autistic character. Fyi I am neurotypical so I might also be looking at this wrong, but to me it feels like no one has rlly put themselves in her shoes and are just operating under assumptions that don't consider that fact: I'm like u, i used to be like u, i used to be different blabla

- At the end of the day imo the issue was never Aylin, while the intent of encouraging her to socialize was good, it is also important to respect a person's boundaries and throughout this episode this has not been acknowledged once. It drives me crazy that everyone seems to be taking the approach of we r so worried abt Aylin, what's going on with her as if she hadn't been doing her best to socialize with everyone in her own capacity until a person she trusted put her in a situation where someone she doesn't know that well clearly overstepped.

- omg is Aylin gonna express her thoughts like I've wanted her to PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

- TON KILL URSELF U SHOULDN'T EVEN BE HERE !! FUCK IT THE SCALE HAS TIPPED I HATE THIS MAN NOW !! ALL HIS PREV HIMBO ACTS MEANT NOTHING FUCK THAT BITCH !!

- OHHHH THE MEN R PISSING ME THE FUCK OFF. The mean, man hating lesbian in me has awakened. Mawin why the FUCK are u interrupting her U CUNT. Who ever did anything to you?? One of u guys just called her an alien and the other interrupted her a second later, THINK CRITICALLY FOR 5 SECONDS U FUCKING MORONS 🤬🤬🤬

- I hate this episode on so many levels I'm boiling !! Why r they having an anti bullying assembly like did a writer of the show find a pamphlet on the ground and went oh okay that's how we resolve this angst arc we added for no reason tee-hee 😋😋 Also the way this was meant to be about Aylin opening up and she got to say two sentences before everyone was like 'GUYS CONTROVERSIAL TAKE BULLYING = BAD'. let her speak !!

- oh Aylin crying MY BABY im so sad :((

- and here we go making it about ton. Watching this is the worst thing I've done today and I literally had to take a final exam that lasted two hours and which I studied for the day of.

- A ROUND OF BOOING FOR THE MAN PLEASE !!!! 🍅🍅🍅

Does anyone else feel like Aylinluna was horribly out of character this episode?? I've heard that apparently some things were cut, so that might be the reason but it still felt weird. Like ur telling me Luna, who has literally been so respectful of Aylin's boundaries literally even last episode, is suddenly forcing her to go out of her comfort zone?? Okay, fine, I understand the concept of wanting ur gf to get along with ur friends, but ur telling me Luna wouldn't stand up for Aylin when someone is clearly getting in her face and making her uncomfortable?? That she would call her an ALIEN??!!!

[shapelytimber]

Ladies, gentlemen and everyone in between... After over 40 hours of work... Here is the full recap height chart of my sw sapphic au !!!

And now that I have all of those pngs, I can do very scientific and serious graphs and charts hehehe :333 (Not measuring how good the ship is btw, take this more as a pH scale)

[COMMISSIONS]

Can't wait for these to become outdated (more on that under the cut vvv)

But now the question is .... Who next ? Because left to my own devices I know I will eventually do Tarkin and I don't know if I am mentaly ready for a fem Peter Cushing- I will become someone else jfkdkd (and it will make me think about wlw tarkin krennic and I'm *not* ready for this level of toxic waste yuri djdjdkn there is one fanfic of this ship that weirdly fascinated me.... And now I'm picturing it as wlw- *oh no*)

But in a sense a fem Peter Cushing would go so well with dooku aka fem Christopher Lee- and anyone who knows me will know I have absolutely no problem with the Hammer movies, I have *not* whatch 37 of them (so far), and have not developed a headcanon/conspiracy theory for the dracula series that would fill plotholes from movies the like of "dracula and the seven golden vampires" kfjfkfk no that would be unhinged behavior

Anyway I've now thought about wlw Tarkrennic for the last few days and I'm sorry for what's to come fjkddk no polls this time, like France this is no longer a democratie I'm doing Tarkin (and Krennic)

PS : don't know if there was already a ship name for Dooku / Palpatine jfjfk but Dookatine sounds good to me

PPS : the tags are a fucking mess sorry fjdjdk

[boopshoops]

Common sense doesn't feel all that common when coming from a fella such as this.

template by ai-kan1! dividers here! sound on :)

Alias: Creek

Nickname(s): Cricket, Piranha

Gender: Xenogender

Pronouns: Any with they/it preference (they>it). Also prefers masculine language/titles (i.e. lad, mister, sir, etc.)

Sexuality: Unlabeled

Birthday: June 1 (Gemini)

Age: Somewhere close to 200, they've stopped counting

Height: 5'8 or 172cm, though the height of the doll is adjustable.

Voice Claim(s): Yuri Lowenthal, Keiichi Nanba

Twisted From: Jiminy Cricket

Unique Magic: None! It's magicless.

Job: Playful Land Owner

Hobbies: Terrarium making, architecture, entrepreneurship, bug collecting, raising bug colonies, reading, violin, creating soundscapes, fashion.

Likes: Bugs, spiders, nature, Italian roulade, their doll body, cricket song, old locomotives, leaving large impressions on others, seclusion.

Dislikes: Existentialism, extreme pessimism, extended periods of boredom, drawing in an unwanted crowd, unrewarded extended efforts.

Fears: Being completely numb, feeling nothing, being stuck in one place for too long.

Summary: The eccentric yet secluded benefactor of Playful Land, both feared and loved by many for their charities. The owner is known for exploring many different business ventures, to the point where their company is behind a startlingly large amount of big names and faces. It's been around for a suspiciously long amount of time... at least others find it suspicious, Creek's lifespan isn't that much of a secret to their close circle... that circle mostly consisting of a bunch of insects, but still.

Creek, evidently, is more so focused on doing their own thing and finding constant sources of emotion rather than living up to the standards their business has risen to. After all, once you reach the top, it has to find out just what else life has in store for them. That, and what life has in store for others. Whether that is dangerous or not is up to you, long as you stay on your toes.

Playful Land's owner is known among their hires - even in avenues outside the amusement park - as being oddly generous, if not even incredibly intelligent. Guidance is something they are almost always willing to offer, in any topic or field. Don't get it wrong, though. They're not kind or overtly rude. What you see is what you get, even if it gets you sent straight to hell. Thems the facts, lad.

CHARACTER PLAYLIST - CREATION STORY - DEATH STORY

Author's note: koisdghdosieeee theyre so sillayyy! theyre just sooo sillay guys trust me guys its just a sillay lil geek mk! wym they abandoned isola and stole whats practically her skeleton. what could u posibly mean i jhave no idea what you're talking about :) they just like little critters theyve never done anything wrong no human trafficking into labour here noooooooooooooooooooooooooo pal!!!!!! perfectly legal lived a perfectly normal amount of time totally is NOT a peepaw and has not fed ANYONE to their massive supply of crickets.

anyway ernesto/fellow bombing their giantass ship was the most entertaining thing thats happened to them in a decade <3

mr. "why are you charging those two for the destruction of the park" "i just wanted to see what would happen lol" Creek

Tag list :)

@skriblee-ksk @lowcallyfruity @justm3di0cr3 @kitwasnothere @cecilebutcher

@distant-velleity @thehollowwriter @techno-danger @scint1llat3 @the-trinket-witch

@beneathsakurashade @kathxrat-01 @qsoap @twsted-canvas @prince-kallisto

@gimmeurmoneyagh @tixdixl @sillyslipperybananapeel @twstinginthewind

[thalfbloodloser]

i wish we had alloaro representation in media. a charming character who fucks - both literally AND aesthetically. one that makes other characters go "wow! they're so cool and good in bed, but ultimately un-datable, because as soon as they sense any romantic intention on you, they flee" (kinda like lucifer morningstar from "lucifer". he's aroallo in my heart)

a character who's funny and has a horrifyingly 80's sense of fashion (they have a curly combed-out mullet and mismatched earrings. you'll find them at pride wearing a corn costume because it "matches the aroallo flag" and they're "being subtle") or one who's the embodiment of a 60's greaser (their motorcycle helmet is themed after the aro flag and the back of their leather jacket says "LOVELESS / LOVE LOSES") or one who's a girly fanfiction writer that has more ships than a star wars movie (their fics are muntifandom-ly famous and most their stuff is covered in yaoi/yuri patches and stickers. everyone thinks they're a hopeless romantic because of it, but that's exactly why they're so big on the fiction ≠ reality discourse) or...

anyone else, really. just ultimately a HUMAN who's casually aromantic. one who doesn't make it a parade but isn't subtle about it, either. will they hold other character's hands? maybe. kiss their cheek? perhaps. hang out with them, on picnics and walks along the river? can't see why not! but platonically. or maybe have them be genuinely romance-repulsed & not so eager to participate in anything socially perceived as romantic. that would also be amazing.

let them express themselves sexually! let them fuck. give them a..."fuckbuddy", if you must. or a best friend who's sexually involved with them - classic romcom material, i know - but without it being "complicated"; because there's no romance involved to complicate it.

give them funny scenes. another character tries to kiss their lips or ask them on a date? they laugh nervously, the scene cuts and we get a hilarious shot of them escaping through the bathroom window. or audibly saying "ew" and then regretting it. another character is struggling to write a romcom/romance book without it being corny? we get a scene where our character casually describes the most romantical (and, to them, unappealing) plot ever - because, much like aces acing the smut department, they're far from misunderstanding what is or isn't heartstopping for alloromantics - only to have the other character stare at them like "?????????? HELLO????". give us a scene of them being confused as to why their hookup is yelling at them for acting "so casual" and responding with a quotable shitty line ("just because we had sex last night i can't call you "bro"? / "what? expected me to marry you or something? get off my bed, it's 9AM" / "would you rather have me mad? sad? what's happening here. give me a hint")

but give them complicated scenes too. scenes portraying the loneliness that comes with being aromantic but not asexual, the lack of community. them talking about how hard it is to maintain sexual relationships just sexual. the painful "breakups" because one of their friends declared their undying love for them but they cannot possibly match that energy, even if they wanted to. have them weep because somehow that keeps happening. the unfairness in being accused of heartlessness and selfishness by other queers. the shame on being told they're fetishistic and the reason why queer men/women/people are seen as sex-crazed or impure.

...anyways, i'm rambling- do y'all have any aroallo ocs? or ideas for alloaro characters? maybe aroallo headcanons? i'd love to know what you think! :)

(don't tag as #ace / #asexual / #asexuality)

[kinos-fortress-2]

soooo in character to be honest (also warning big bad english grammar text headcanons basing it all on this☝️ and bc my english sucks buak so if anybody ever care to read this much bare with my bad grammar)

imo sniper just seems to be the type of person to just not hold at all a breakup, it depends too bc if it’s w miss p then they didn’t breakup bc of fights or anything (they aren’t that type to fight w eachother tbh) more like “huh… this feels a bit awkward now that im passing more time with you even though we’re doing well… you know what maybe i am not feeling you right now… maybe we should distant right now” that will be in my opinion miss pauling the one to break up first. sniper would just be considering it but not that quite sure and confident to wanna do it, he also likes her company too much to leave her but he just gonna be like “oh ok- you actually did consider it… ok fine if that’s what you want i will respect it…” even though he clearly doesn’t want to AND CLEARLY miss pauling too, but by god. this two bitches don’t know how a relationship works at A L L. they’re a disaster.

and they’re both often times awkward by themselves so their relationship requires more physical affection than words and maybe that’s what they fail for.

like getting all lovey dovey and sweet and shit with each other at first all cool for a very long time, but then bc it happens to pauling and sniper to also like… be distant with eachother and not talking too much (it’s the 70s and they don’t have cellphones to message eachother and they are quite awkward to call eachother so they most likely have very few times when they call eachother) so i feel like the one who would more hurt by that would be sniper, and i feel like miss p just because she is so obsessed w being on her time alone she just often times forgets that she have a girlfriend and they don’t see eachother that much and when they do they just don’t talk at all and that’s how a breakup/distancing starts for both of them and well like you said yes totally sniper would just disappear for a bunch of months and then when they see eachother at work sniper would try and talk to her and well it’s awkward but he is trying lol? but i feel like pauling won’t try at all as she probably seems like feeling bad for breaking up with him so she just wants to avoid him? she’s always acting like that anyways when she doesn’t feel comfortable enough to know what to like even say to that person. but then, even sniper keeps and keeps insisting to talk to her and she just well… ofc she still have a soft spot for him so it makes her feel more bad for avoiding him instead of like trying at least and be friends again.

it works and this time they do talk a lot more than before, they just seem to be more of like understanding each other better and having way too much to say like working on the honesty with each other and how to understand their boundaries and stuffs. but that’s on pauling’s plan as after that breakup and now dating again sniper she just seems to be like “shit now i have to work on this relationship better… i need to put some effort” but like sniper is like eh just letting things go if it happens it happens again and he will still fall into a mini depression before getting with pauling again and is like… like… trying to build a better relationship even though they just don’t know how to handle it as they always say “we need some time/i need my space” too many times it becomes like this unhealthy necessity to always say it and use it as an excuse to break up, even though this two are very attached with each other as they do develop by the time feelings for each other annnndddd-

shit my brain juice just stopped NOOOOOOO

hmmm now that im thinking…

sniperpauling would not last that much while dating eachother…

[jazzyblusnowflake]

OMG hi…I really like your art and was wondering if you wanna be mutuals??????????? Also tell me about your MD ships :3c

honey we are dating- .....okay yknow what- HI PRETTY & TALENTED LADY- yess i will absolutely love toooo 🙈💕💕💕💕💕

also lets see uhhh okay this is an excuse for me to just... expload-

keep in mind not every ship is meant for all of you so dont badger me about stuff that ISNT CANON or YOU DONT SHIP. contrary to whatever you believe, when somone posts about THEIR ships, nobody wants to hear about you NOT shipping it on THAT EXACT post.

hang in there, this gon be a long one >:p

First off we are starting strong with Nuzi- Biscuitbites obviously thats a given- these two just have too much to be said about why and how they make eachother the best version of eachother, whether they ever became canon or not- they fit like puzzle pieces- they lessen eachothers negative traits by being their for eachother.

next is Vuzi- Violentviolet, they are my favorite kind of enemies to lovers 😔 but its also tragic smh. kinda pissed off at how V always does something good in Uzis favor only when she is LITERALLY PASSED OUT- either in the camp ep on the bus or in Alices lab. like damn ofFUCKINGcourse Uzi wouldnt know she cares about her 😭😭😭

envuzi- Violentbitingbiscuits, i love these goobers with all my heart- they deserve the best 😔💕💕💕💕

envy - [does this poor ship just NOT have an exclusive FINDABLE tag name??? im calling them GoldenMemories...], i like to think that if they were in the manor still, and nothing bad had ever happened, these two would be comforting eachother in the healthiest way possible. V needs someone like N and N is just adorable like that uwu

Next we have JxTessa/Jessa- [calling them Fancyblades cuz why not-] J deserves some closure for the shit shes gone through smhhh 😔, its a tragic yuri of J loving and wanting something she probably already accepted she couldnt have, and even then she gotta deal with Ns ass being the favorite one regardless of how hard she tries to be perfect... sighhh i wanna imagine them in a future where Tessa was spared as the only human and J could save her 😭😭😭😭 Tessa might have loved doing mechanical stuff or wore black to hide grease/oil stains on her clothes from her parents and wore gloves to hide her oily stained hands- i want her to have a scene of wiring drones back to life and saving them and saying something like "hey there, you made it! dont worry, ill take care of you, youre my friend now :3" or something //dies//, also before anyone says it- even if Tessa was a teen in the flashbacks- romance is not exclusive to ADULTS, teens can love eachother without having sexual stuff involved. no she was not their MOTHER figure, she was their FRIEND who liked to fix robots for herself to not be alone in a house where her own parents literally chain her up as punishment. i dont even know why im arguing about this, people headcanon or make aus about characters NOT being dead all the time and if Tessa was alive for as long as J thought she was, Tessa would have been a perfectly fine adult either way. so counting this, yes shes canonically considered an adult when Cyn tries to imitate an adult humans body 🙄 makes as much sense as everything else i guess-

next ones i got is NorixYeva/Neva- Solverlilies- i just think theyre neat 😭😭😭 and once again, like everything else in this franchise- they are tragic yuris 😔 damn liam im finding a pattern over here 🤨 anyway, i like to think they either got closer in the lab experimentations or were already close when they were working as WDs in the campsite area for the humans. obviously canonically they were probably straight or just not into eachother romantically- [Nori either u have the worst taste men or Khan just fucking lost it after you died-] but also on the other handddd.... they have 2 hands and they are robots, i want them to kiss like two barbie dolls and im gonna make them do just that-

DollxLizzy/Dizzy- Bloodypink, wost fucking ship names ever, i cant find shit on them with these tags and it makes me angry >:/ at this point 2/3s of my ships are just tragic yuris smh, Doll did not deserve any of the things handed to her, even if she went about doing some things the wrong way i wish Lizzy didnt just abandon her- but then again, Doll did kinda abuse Lizzys trust and Lizzy got scared of being close to a serial murderer so.... morality calls this a draw? 😭 im crying... i wish someone was there to help Doll... sigh... i like to think Lizzy would have waited for Doll to just come back at some point... oh well, thats why AUs exist :"3 //sobs in the corner//

DollxUzi/Dollzi- Bloodybats, this ship is so underrated to me... they could have been... so much more. but why weren't they? did Yeva abandon ever getting close to Uzi when she was a kid after Nori died? did Uzi and Doll just never play around together as kids when their mothers were so close? were they ever close and something went wrong as they grew older? at worst they could have been like sisters together, and at best maybe more than friends. i just dont know what happened here, like Yeva could have tried to keep an eye on Uzi, maybe Uzi could have found Dolls powers so cool before having them too- i dont know theres literally tons of possibilities- but if Doll deserved to be saved or cared for by anyone, at least one of them should have been Uzi... sigh.

ThadxV- Killingblonde, yall this is... the cutest shit... ever???? like from here on out we kinda go into the more or less crackship territory but these two are adorable- Dumbass yet wholesome jock boy that just wants to keep his queen happy 😔👌👌👌 He and Uzi would have so much to talk about on "crushing on literal murder bots that stabbed and almost ate us" its literally love at first stab smhhh 😫💕

ThadxSam- Smokyjock ???? for some fucking reason??? i dont know what my brain did here man- i just like the trope of someone getting under Thads skin- like pair up the healthy sports loving gym boy with the lazy but wholesome dumbass that does drugs or is always just sleep deprived and Thad is always trying to just... take care of his ass and make him take care of himself but he just WONT SMHHH-

okay some more or less crack ships down here:

ThadxN: it speaks for itself. its too adorable and youll go blind from the light of wholesomeness-

ThadxNxUzi: Uzi will die here from the overwhelming wholesomeness... oh bonus if its just a 4s polycule of ThadxNxUzixV i mean i know im pushing my luck but.... random crackships go brr- V and Uzi will complain but love their dumbass golden puppy partners-

ThadxUzi: i think they could have been close and Thad caring about her as a childhood friend turned crush sounds just too cute for me 😔

LizzyxUzi: another random ass rivals to lovers or some shit idk what this is, Lizzy would pay Uzi to kiss the fuck out of her i dont make the rules-

ThadxLizzy: in some cases where they are NOT headcanoned as siblings or cousins, i think they have a good energy of wholesome jock bf and girly queen cheerleader lol, Thad is just a good bf eitherway-

DollxUzixLizzy: the gals would not leave a single second of silence for the small gremlin i swear to God- [Uzi is gay as FUCK for her gfs, absolute girloser unit with her gorgeous but crazy gfs]

okay for the end i have some characters that arent ships but i wish they could have become closer as friends or work out their issues...

J and N- too much abuse and toxicity here, i wish they could talk together more and see they have a lot of things in common- maybe a full line of dialogue from J without threatning N in every sense of the manner would be nice for a change =_=

Doll and V- again, a bit morally ambiguous to ship a character with the murderer of your family, esp when said murderer hasnt expressed regret lmao, but i wish they could at least be friends... Dolls disdain for the murder drones pushed her to end up the way she did. maybe if she didnt do it alone she would have been alive by now. so i like to think what would have happened if she and V could have made up- not necessarily Doll forgiving her- but at least having the space to grow and understand why they did they things that happened.

Cyn and literally ANYONE- i want the solver to be SEPARATE from Cyn- i wish Cyn would have still existed somewhere down there and was savable- i wish this poor child AI had a happy ending to her by connecting with the others as ACTUAL siblings... goddamnit 😔

aaaand thats it for this fine ass day 🫡 yall are welcome to ask about any of these- boy the tags are gonna be.... a lot.

[branules]

Why do you like aeriseph, sorry if this comes off as rude but I'm generally not too involved in any fandoms so I can't figure out for myself why ppl like this that's just my dumbass lmao

ok i've sat on this one for like a week debating if i should answer or not but sure. i'll preface this by saying that there is no canonical basis for aeriseph in ffvii. like i can't stress enough how much i am making shit up because i like to have fun. but anyway.

the short answer is:

1. sephiroth and aerith are my two favorite fictional characters. 2. i like to draw my two favorite characters lezzing out, because i am a lesbian, and because my sephiroth is transfem. it makes me smile.

as for the longer answer:

i like how much aerith and sephiroth parallel and contrast each other. i like the idea of aerith of having a secret affair with the evil dead woman she is duty-bound to save the world from. not to mention this evil dead woman's ties to zack and the incident that took him from her. i like the idea of the planet's steward and calamity's child going against their natures because they can't resist each other, and it becomes haunting and tragic knowing aerith's eventual fate and the sort of eternal damnation that waits for sephiroth afterwards for doing something so unforgivable, considering she goes from godhood to immortal planet parasite unable to pass on. i find it soooo compelling to think that despite their feelings for each other, aerith ultimately loved the planet and her friends more, enough to do everything in her power to stop sephiroth with Holy, and that sephiroth chose an extraterrestrial brainworm masquerading as a mother over a kind-hearted woman who offered her genuine love. i like the idea of aerith drawing out all the human parts of sephiroth that sephiroth tried so hard to exorcise herself of. i could go on about this for forever but basically i just like doomed yuri.

some necessary addendums:

first, a lot of people like to imagine aerith and sephiroth as siblings. that's fine and cute and i totally get it, but that's not what i'm trying to do. i don't interact with a lot of aerith and sephiroth content that views them with that angle, even if it's cute, precisely because i don't want to cross those wires or make anyone uncomfortable thinking i'm trying to come at this from an incest or underage angle.

second, i want to add that i really don't fw the other aeriseph content i've seen out there lol. i just think i'm into aeriseph for fundamentally different reasons, considering i have no desire to depict them as a het pairing or create gooner noncon content and the like. it isn't that i'm better than anyone, i just don't want to be associated with what goes on in that pairing tag on ao3, and i can't blame anyone who doesn't like aeriseph for that very same reason. i have yet to see someone go about aeriseph in the same l way as i do (sighhhhhh </3) so until then i'm just going to continue playing with my barbie dolls in my locked ivory tower. i am delusional but i am free. hope this helps <3

[yourreality-mp3]

Obviously, Yuri is a very shy person and Natsuki is a very outspoken person and they have clashing views or at least...they used to.

Their views used to clash and they'd get into very messy fights, one evening, after club, even nearly escalating to physical with Yuri getting so uncharacteristically upset that she bashed her fists down on a desk and shockingly, startled Natsuki into complete silence.

"Story Telling." - A Natsuri (Natsuki x Yuri) fanfic by yourreality-mp3

Part 1- "Conflict."

(Before the masterlist comes out, to read more; go to my blog and press on the tag "story telling" it will lead you to every part)

Both girls froze immediately until Natsuki gradually broke down crying and yelled for Yuri to leave her alone. Scared but not wanting to escalate things any further, Yuri did as she was asked and walked around the second floor of the school for about 10 minutes, overthinking and afraid that she had caused some terrible downfall to the club and that she hurt Natsuki.

Calming from her panicked state, she slowly opened the club room door and seen Natsuki hunched over with the quiet sound of her sobbing resounding in the room. "Natsuki?" Yuri slowly stepped toward her and got on her knees, "Is it okay if I-" Yuri began to ask, hands stopping just before reaching Natsuki's shoulders, Natsuki reluctantly nods and so, Yuri places her hands on the crumpled up Natsuki's shoulders. Natsuki's balled fists of anger and sadness uncurled as she moved herself to sit up on her knees.

"I'm fine." Natsuki spoke shakily, cold tears being wiped by Yuri's long fingers. "I'm sor-" Yuri went to apologize but Natsuki just shook her head slowly. "It's okay. It's my fault anyway." Natsuki's body shuffles and she rests her hands on her face, "I was stupid to have broken down in the first place." Her voice seemed to be getting more clear.

"You also don't need to help me, I don't need anyone's help." Natsuki slowly rose up and walked toward a window, wiping her cheek stained with tears and taking a breath, Yuri slowly followed. "You know," Yuri rubs her arm, "It's okay to want help." Yuri walks toward her slowly, Natsuki seems to ponder.

"I don't..." Natsuki's eyes water and she grips the window cill. "Fine!" She shouts, trying to avoid the tears that are already falling, "Fine." She repeats, somberly. Yuri makes her way to Natsuki's side and they stare out the window at the golden setting sun. "It's getting late." Yuri comments, Natsuki nods.

"I don't really want to talk about it just yet." Natsuki rubs her arm, feeling the several bandaids underneath her uniform, at one point feeling at a bruise and wincing. "That's okay." Yuri says, "It's hard to want to talk about something that hurts you, especially if you've never said anything about it before." Neither of the girls look at each other but Natsuki reluctantly hits her pinky against Yuris' and they interlock.

Before the doors to the school locked, the two girls exited with their pinkies interlocked. "I don't really want to head home too quickly." Natsuki mentioned after a long bout of silence. "Let's take the scenic route then." Yuri began to walk Natsuki through the bushy path that led to a park filled with beautiful large trees and a garden filled with flowers. It was beautiful at this time in the evening and it was a place that Yuri would visit frequently and it always managed to calm her nerves.

Yuri brought Natsuki to a bench and they both sat, "Did you bring a book you haven't read yet?" Yuri asked, fishing around her bag for the 4th installment in a book series she was passionate about. "Nah, I've read practically my whole collection." Natsuki puts her bag on her lap and opens it, "That's what makes me a pro manga connoisseur!" She giggles triumphantly and Yuri smiles gently at the sight of her acting like her usual self and even blushes a bit at Natsuki's use of a word she'd clearly learnt from Yuri.

"But reading the same stuff is kinda bumming me out." Natsuki adds, Yuri thinks for a moment before remembering how Sayori left all her notes in the first volume of the book series Yuri was about to read the 4th volume for and digs in her bag, "I know it's probably very boring to you but I have the first book of my series if you want to read that." Yuri fishes it out and rests it on her lap.

Natsuki looks down at the dusty old novel filled with coloured sticky notes and cringes at it, knowing it'll be too much for her to really want to grasp but then she thought of something. "If I read that, you have to read the first edition of my favourite manga." Natsuki, in turn, fishes around in her own bag and pulls out the first manga in a set; the cover has cute girls in cute outfits, all of it is amazingly eye catching and pastel and it's a little bit intimidating to Yuri at first glance but they both take each other's books.

"Crap!" Natsuki's phone rings and she quickly pulls it from her pocket, breaking Yuri's sudden immersion in the manga and snapping her attention to the other girl. Natsuki walks away, talking into the phone for a minute and then coming back, "I have to head home now." Yuri nods and they both silently put each other's books into their respective bags to continue reading them at home. They each have their bags swung over a shoulder and their pinkies interlocked again as they walk.

About 20 minutes later, they've made it just a block away from Natsuki's place and suddenly, Natsuki wraps her arms around Yuri, "Y-you really should ask before doing touching someone without permission!" Yuri yelps out, but slowly puts her arms around Natsuki and that moment of shock fades. "Thanks." Natsuki mumbles, "Of course." Yuri replies, still timid and just as fast as Natsuki's warm arms were around Yuri, they were gone, leaving Yuri a little dazed as she watched the other girl walk down the sidewalk.

"I'll kill you if a single page gets bent!" Natsuki yells, making Yuri blink and then she realizes Natsuki's manga was still in her bag and reaches out her arm to give it back but then, she stops herself and walks home...

Could this be the start of a budding friendship? Or maybe even, a budding romance?! Find out more next time when the chapters release!