#aw such a sweet ask - thanks

[lazylittledragon]

mini mcm dump 🖤

only 24 hours out and i already want to go back

(puppetstarion was made by bokkicat!!)

[choccy-milky]

seb wants to be pet, too 😤💕 ((TYSM to @angel-fr0m-venus for asking how seb would react to clora petting all the cats around the school/hogsmeade BAHAHA. like a neglected puppy, thats how🐶))

[travelerbasilau]

kel kel kel!

do you know how to flex? (hehe)

Uhhh… Oops?

[ddarker-dreams]

i love wanderer and i love his character development and story

but noble inazuman/snezhnayan ambassador scaramouche from your yandere fics will always have the most special place in my heart

that is MY scaramouche, the one i love most <3

🥺💖

as much as i love wanderer, there's nothing quite like scaramouche era. idk how to describe it... i almost feel bad making wanderer yandere. it's like kicking someone when they're down. there are definitely a lot of cool stories you can do with it, especially if it takes place after he ctrl-alt-deleted himself from irminsul. all the Yearning, regret, vacillation between redemption and succumbing to depravity again... lots of potential.

but like. in my mind, if wanderer starts acting a fool for someone new, i struggle to imagine how nahida wouldn't be doing this:

scaramouche is just the perfect storm (heh) for yandere. he's a volatile, emotional mess, Smarmy, possessing way too much power, and unchecked. he's not going :P. there's no :P to be had. bullying someone like that is way easier.

[seirindono]

Just found out about Missing Scarf yesterday and I have to say I am already in love with this comic. I also feel like Mel has very easily become my favourite character in all Undertale's multiverse, which actually feels refreshing because I have been a huge fan of Gaster's variations for a few years now lol (consedering she seems to be related to him in someway, that might explain how I ended up liking her so much, haha). I was wondering, what was your inspiration to create Mel? Could you tell us more about her? Obviously we will learn more about her in future updates, but what about her personality, for example? I'm really loving your work, it's amazing! Keep it up, but make sure you don't overdo yourself. (english is my second language, so excuse me if something may have sounded off)

Welcome! And thank you so much for the kind words, it's never less than an honor to see readers get attached to Mel and her story, especially when she's surrounded by some of the fandom's all-time favorites (uf, us, og cast, …)

And the Gaster part...Well, yeah, I totally understand ( ´ ▿ ` )

Regarding her personality, hm there's a lot to say, and much I'd like to compile in a single post (hence this poll, but Mel can't go first for reasons).

What I can say, however, is that one thing that's important to consider when discussing Mel is her moral compass. Notion of Good and Evil, what's wrong what's right, responsibility and zeal, loyalty and instinct. Guilt.

The Mel who is excited to receive reader's gifts, banters with Blue and gives advice bc she feels bad for Axe is the same one who threatened to ruthlessly dust Rus and talks about “stalking” soul-broken fellow Monsters for duty sake all the while hiding things from everyone.

Most of Mel's actions, words and reactions can be understood or anticipated if your start considering this and where she gets her values from. You might gain a whole new perspective of her character as well while doing so.

(As for concrete inspirations, you could say she's loosely inspired by various fictional works with ambiguous/grey characters, knights, and a smidgen of irl observation.. Anyhow, Mel was initially writen to give the impression of a undertale secret mini-boss. Optional too)

[kaleidoscopeminds]

aw hell yeah hit me 🐮 xoxo bella

hell yes hi bella 🥰 some vibes for u

send me a 🐮 for a pinterest moodboard

[books-and-dragons]

Lucifer would be a complete and utter hot mess at Vaggie and Charlie's wedding y/n

anyone saying anything but an all-resounding yes is a l i a r

and not just at the wedding, although you can guarantee he's a mess the entire ceremony, but beforehand too. every step of the wedding planning process, lucifer is humming with energy- arms laden with plans and ideas, golden threads of creation basically live as a constant at his fingertips for weeks- designs lacing in and out of existence at a whim. it's hard to say who's more excited: the actual engaged couple, or lucifer himself.

he wants everything for charlie and vaggie- the perfect ceremony, the perfect decorations- a guestlist as long or short as charlie's heart desires. need more space? he'll make it! less space? he'll create an entire dimension for their privacy if charlie so deems it. to everyone outside of charlie, it's a little overkill, but driven by love in the best way lucifer feels able to articulate it.

there's a hope in his eyes long since believed to have been snuffed out by the fall, by the drudgery of ruling over sinners. this is everything he's dreamed of for charlie, a future of hope, a partner who loves and cherishes her....who'll always be there for her.

but the actual ceremony? it's a good thing lucifer is a being of creation because one, two, or however many hankerchiefs could fit in a pocket would never be enough for the floods of tears this man would be capable of. he's there for the first look after charlie gets dressed, he's by her side to 'give her away', to officiate and barely hold it together through his speech as he pronounces their union.

he looks at his little girl on her big day and his heart is full, a spark of hope is reignited, at the sight of her getting a kind of happiness he had always dreamed of for her.

lucifer had quit dreaming eons ago, hope quelled by the harsh hand of heaven, he's learnt that to dream would be to inevitably fail, to be let down. and then he'd had charlie, and a part of him refused the notion she'd ever be anything less than perfectly happy- against his better judgement, lucifer had started to hope again. but not for him, never for him- but charlie? his baby girl? always.

seeing her hand in hand with vaggie, matching bands on their left ring fingers as they shared their first dance under the pentagram-lit skies, lead by his own gentle singing- harmonies he hadn't used in eons now guiding their slow swaying, lucifer started to realise that maybe some dreams can still come true.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

i’m sorry about the people pressuring you to answer asks :( get to them at your own time and please don’t push yourself! love you lots <3 mwah mwah mwah mwah 🐑

it’s okay lambnon!!!! 🫂🫂 thank you for always being so sweet and patient, ik a lot of your asks have been rotting too ….. i just really don’t want tumblr to feel like a job to me bc that would probably just make me leave :’))) and i don’t want that…. ty for taking the time to send me this, i love you sm too 🥹

[sheep-turtles-and-pizza]

You're super cool, have some flowers ^^

You're super cool too! 🌸

[lilybug-02]

How do you feel most of the Time ?

I think happy, stressed, and tired are my main feelings most of the time :)

I’ve been feeling a lot more happy these past few months (thank you modern medicine). And stress and exhaustion aren’t new but I have been doing a better job not overdoing it on myself.

I’ve been getting a lot more excited about things too, like new movies, books, etc so I’m glad i have things to look forward to 💕

[ratatatastic]

i love your thoughts. it's a pleasure to read your posts 🩷

terribly sweet but i did wake up from a nap and go "ah shit i have those? nice! we're on the up and up over here"

[monroeknoxwrites]

shopping trip for the luskren triplets, please! 👀💖

Early Sunday mornings were exclusively for the trade market. Three floors underground, with a projected morning sky on the ceiling overhead, all the residence of their district gathered to barter goods. No one really had money to spend except on food and essentials.

Everything else could be found here for the proper trade.

Vanith came bearing a blanket and her tools, setting up in her usual corner right on the stone floor. She'd fix things for people in exchange for any interesting gadgets or junk they found. And things for her sisters too.

The market wasn't packed in those first couple hours but she and Vanit still took turns accompanying Vanis on her never-ending search for books she hadn't read a hundred times. Maybe a pretty skirt too. A pretty skirt and a blouse if she couldn't find an interesting book.

On her own, Vanit browsed seemingly without interest or purpose. She didn't know what she wanted until she saw it. Sometimes it'd be a knife, a cooking pot, a pre-invasion era leather jacket. Once she returned to Vanith's repair patch the proud new owner of an unused yet worn makeup hexagon, the different sides opening to eye shadow, lip gloss, perfumed lotion, etc. It was the kind of luxury item no one in their district could afford. Vanit didn't ask how the previous owner found it. She never asked questions and that's why the shadier barterers liked her.

On this outing, Vanith looked up from replacing parts in a practically ancient flashlight, at her sisters return, Vanis's arm hooked around Vanit's and pressed in close, their cloth bag heavy with some prize.

"Three books," Vanis explained, her good mood evident in how she rested her head on Vanit's shoulder and invaded her personal space brazenly. "That old nosy bitch Ms. Drets let them go for gossip from our building."

"Don't know why she cares so much about other people's business," Vanit said.

"Auntie says she's old and living on gossip alone," Vanith said around the screws held between her lips.

Vanit let herself be pulled down to sit by Vanis, clicking her tongue. "She better keep her nose out of our business."

"No secrets in this family," Vanis said, lacing their fingers together. Her leg stretched out to brush Vanith's.

Vanit rolled her eyes but allowed her hand to be held hostage, grabbing a set of glass bottles one-handed out of the bag. They were different shades of light pink.

Vanith leaned in to examine them then remembered to be the disapproving older sister. "Alcohol?"

"I wish."

Vanit sloshed the bottles back and forth, little bubbles forming at the top. She and Vanis' expressions matched as realization dawned in their sister's wide eyes.

"Carbonation!? They banned that. It's banned. How–" Vanith cut herself off with a shake of her head. She dropped her voice to a hush. "Right, no questions. I can't believe you found carbonats! And one for each of us too."

Vanit placed them back in the bag. "I'm not a fan, take mine."

"But it's your find."

Vanis bumped her leg gently. "It's all for you, Van. The fizz is gross going down."

Vanith nearly swallowed the screws. She was bubbly like those pink drinks until Vanit said, "Pay us back by cleaning the bathroom this month."

"You're bribing me with drinks you traded for my repairs." Vanith pointed her screwdriver at Vanit and Vanis in turn, accusatory.

"Shut up, you love them." Vanit showed no remorse.

"You want us to trade them back?" Vanis was no better.

Vanith spat the screws in her lap. "Of course I do and no you won't. Twisty, you're both so twisty sometimes I can't stand it."

Vanis bumped her leg again. "Trapped in that 'responsible big sis' net you built all by yourself, Van. Don't blame us for exploiting it."

"Twisty."

Remorseless, Vanit wandered off to find something else and Vanis began her book, head pillowed in Vanith's lap – making her repair work all the harder.

[travelerbasilau]

Y’all aren’t safe. I’m pouring milk on all of you. And throwing you at the wall

Uh.. What?

Sounds like fun!

Kel, what is wrong with you?

What’s wrong with you? Where’s your whimsy, Aubrey? Huh???

[pastelpousay]

I feel like I don’t say this enough, but fr I adore your Hadina art like it gives me life 🩷

(Also I heard you were burnt out and I hope you get the rest you need! I know I’ve burnt myself out before making fics, so be sure to pace yourself when you’re making art! ☺️💕)

OH MY GOD HIHIHI IK I KEEP SAYING THIS BUT YOURE LITERALLY ONE OF MY BIGGEST INSPIRATIONS EVER!!

IM SOR GLAD YOU LIKE MY ART AND THE REST OF MY GOOFY AHH RAMBLES AHHHH

Sometimes I feel like I’m continuously talking to a wall or answering questions literally no one asked 💀😭 but knowing that people actually look at my stuff for more than like 3 seconds and actually wanna see and hear about it means so much. I put a lot of effort into my stuff so that means so much to me especially coming from you 💗

Yea I’ve been kinda burnt out too 😭 I’m trying to take break and all that, I’ll try and space it out ig just sometimes I feel like I have to keep making and making things to keep people interested and also kinda for engagement 😭 so they don’t completely forget about me and everything I’ve done, like I said I do work really hard on everything I make and create so i guess with that comes a well deserved break!!

And I don’t mean just for me that comes for any creator!! Writers, artists, crafters, anything!! That includes you!! Thank you so much for liking my stuff it means so so much to me 💗😭

[kyouka-supremacy]

Hey! Your new header scared them shit outta me! I love it, 10/10!

Omg thank you!!!!! That was kinda the goal in a way eheh. Mission accomplished!!

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Lynnie herself is a rockstar. Her life has been so interesting, her career is pretty trailblazing in writing for theater and television - on purpose, she realized she had to write the roles she wanted to play, roles that didn't exist back then - and in her personal life she does wonderful advocacy work and foster care work. She's just a very nice lady. I'm still hunting down files I have saved from years ago but I did find an interview where she said Bea smiled watching tape of her first ep as youngDorothy, and that she thinks Bea knew the reverence she held her in (exact words) and that she always felt Bea was very kind and supportive of her. she also said "let's face it, no matter how old you are if you're a petite blonde people think you're adorable and cute, it's a lot easier in the world than if you're a tall dark girl and someone you have to get to know to not be threatened by" which is a very astute observation as to how Bea was and still is treated compared to certain other people. I've got to travel this week and I've abused your inbox enough but if I find anything else relevant I might come back in a few weeks. happy to have made people happy.

Oh, absolutely!! We've spent some words on her acting so far, but I know she was also a prolific writer and producer. What a queen!! And on top of that wonderful career, she's also a great person in her private life?!? I'm not surprised (kind of gathered it from all we talked about so far!), but still!! Rockstar is the perfect definition!!! Wow!!!

Also not surprised that Bea was kind and supportive of her -- everything I've found out about Bea points to the fact that she was a genuinely sweet, lovely person. It's wonderful that she got to work with someone who admired her so much!! She really deserved all the love and admiration in the world!

I agree. That's a very poignant observation on her part -- especially that 'someone you have to get to know not to be threatened by'. So many people seem to think of Bea as this brash, overbearing commanding type, and she certainly could be, on stage -- but from what I've read, in her private life she was shy and introverted and just a big sweetheart. And I agree that a big part of this disconnect is due to how she appeared to people! I love them both, but the difference in treatment between her and Betty White alone is proof that one's appearance can influence people's opinions much more than we like to admit.

Anon, have a safe trip, and thank you once again for everything you've told me!! Feel free to come back whenever you want! You've really made my month (and, judging from the reblogs, I'm not the only one!!). Thank you so much!