#catgoblinchelly

[novasintheroom]

vash meeting someone who's as much of a goofball and goober as he is. shares his optimism and love for life. also finds the crazy stuff he gets dragged into genuinely fun.

I think Vash would both love this, and be suspicious! Vash puts on his goofball persona to soothe those around him into security; to make sure he isn't "othered" by people/humans. So while he has fun being around a similar goofball, his hackles are just a bit raised. Are you hiding something? How could someone be this genuinely happy when the world is the way it is?

Eventually, when you prove that it's not an act, Vash will so fall in love. He'll seek out your optimism and zest for life whenever he's feeling down - whether he means to or not. It's such a breath of fresh air to find someone who isn't mean, down in the dumps, or just apathetic to life. That isn't to say you're not allowed to feel that way. Everyone has their bad days. But with Vash, you will be able to get back on your feet as his own optimism and belief in people bolsters your own.

You two would seriously be an optimistic power couple. Even if you don't get into a relationship with him, you'll be a duo that leaves a lasting, bright mark on the minds of those around you. A treasure in the deserts that come once a generation.

[galactiquest]

💌, 💕, 🔞 for knives with a human s/o who somehow managed to get his actual honest to god love. maybe they're a lot like vash, maybe they're just that sweet and nice. maybe they were kind to him during a moment he needed some empathy without realizing it, who knows. point is they're his now (and he's theirs)

YES!!! YES ABSOLUTELY 100%.

I have a good friend that I talk with a lot about Knives, and we've discussed this a lot--how long does it take to get to Knives's true love? And what does it take? Is it possible? (Anything is if you're a persistent cockroach like me.) And what does it end up looking like?

I think you'd enjoy my friend's work, wreckage of july. It's really good. I find myself going back to it every so often for Knives savior goodness.

Let's do this thing.

💌 a romance-themed headcanon: I keep getting this funny idea that Knives reads up about very archaic and stiff forms of romantic courting in order to get some semblance of "normalcy" in his relationship, so cue Knives knocking on your door in a nice suit holding a bouquet of flowers (he made them himself, literally; he grew them from his body) and stammering out the most rehearsed lines possible. "Would you like to, um. Accompany me. On a. Daaaate." You don't have it in your heart to say no, because his awkwardness is just too damn charming.

💕 a loved-themed headcanon: I think it's hard for him to receive love in return. (Just like his brother. And like Wolfwood. Wow... Seems to be a common problem.) The first time you return affections to him, he just sort of... short circuits. He's totally still, not sure if he should start screaming or if he should beg you for more. He'll slowly get more and more used to it, but there's still times where you might catch him off guard with a kiss and he just looks like a deer in the headlights.

You know the drill--NSFW below!

🔞 a nsfw-headcanon: Like above, it takes Knives a while to open up to physical intimacy. There's a lot of things to be scared of, like what if he hurts you, what if he's not right for you, etc. It takes lots of reassurance to get to this point. But once you do? I think there's some things that he gets into.

He starts letting you take control more often. Whatever that means in the relationship--if that means topping, if that means dominating through words and dynamics, if that means both, he's urging you to take those roles more often. Show him what you want to do. Claim him instead of the other way around--he's done enough claiming, the mantle should be passed to someone else.

Oh, yeah. He's into cumming inside. On both ends. Get what I mean? Whether it's him into you, or you into him... Right? You get it.

Guess this part didn't turn out too naughty... I need to just buckle down and write some fanfiction, don't I?

[sweatandwoe]

who was phone

that's what we're still asking

[vanquishedvaliant]

happy birthday!~

Thank yoU!

[artemis-pendragon]

your imogen cosplay is so lovely!

Thank you so much!!! I'm working on a more detailed full-body build and I'm really excited to show it to y'all when it's done!! 🥰

[chelbizzaro]

Just wanted to let you know you are super pretty! Have a lovely day

I never know what to say when ppl compliment me like this OTHER THAN I LOVE YOU. Thank you, darling. <3 <3 <3 I hope you have an even lovelier day!

[vorpos]

Happy birthday!

thank you!!!

[doodle-pops]

not a request but funny idea. Some tolkien high ranking elf, let's say glorfindel marrying a cute and sweet human lady. then she passes he and everyone else are all sad. when he goes to the halls of mandos to wait for the end like all other elves, she just pops in and goes "Eru illuvitar himself thought you deserve a reward for all your hard work." and just takes him wherever humans go when they die and finally pass on. also glorfindel going "And here I thought you were my reward!"

This was more sad and sweet at the same time. I loved this 🥺

The idea that the elves having the chance to spend time in the realm/halls with their mortal lovers after they've passed on is so sweet. The one last time they have to cherish them before they finally pass from the world. Imagine if this was the last chance they got to reunite with them because in the 2nd song, they aren't coming back 😭

I've just hurt myself thinking about this now.

[conretewings]

Happy Halloween my thirsty friends 🧡 Here's a little treat for all the Vander fans out there because we deserve some delicious, filthy spicy smut. You've been warned.

The night outside is bustling, noisy, muffled by glass and old walls, while inside it's more quiet, save for the huffs and low groans emanating from a shielded corner booth...

He's sprawled on the bench, one hand gripping the seat back and the other on your head, thick fingers tangled in your hair as your lips are wrapped around his considerably thicker cock.

He hisses in a breath, "That's it darlin', that's good-so good-"

You would have responded more were your mouth not currently occupied, but you manage a long moan, the vibrations only serving to draw a string of stuttered curses from him.

Releasing him with a sinfully audible pop, your tongue weaves a trail from the bottom of his shaft to the top, your eyes not leaving his dangerously lust-darkened ones even as you suck teasingly on the tip. He growls, tightening his grip on your hair in the way he knows you enjoy and jerks his hips just enough to bury himself in your warm mouth again.

"Good girl..." he breaths, "Keep goin' and I'll return the favor..."

@vander-affectionate @barbersjoy @immortalbumblebee @catgoblinchelly @band--psycho

[lullabyes22-blog]

Forward, but Never Forget/XOXO - Ch: 29 - Cusp

Snippet:

FLASH MESSAGE

RE: SUBJECT: SUBJECT CHANGE

I'm not here to take ur blame.

I didn't make u a coward.

u ran away when it mattered most.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: SUBJECT CHANGE

I asked you to come with me.

We could have stopped him together.

But you refused.

Now, look at you.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: LIES

Don't.

Don't u dare.

I had a home with him.

u tried to steal it from me.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

RE: SUBJECT: LIES

No.

He stole it from you.

When he killed Vander. When he drove Vi away. When he took over the Lanes.

He stole from everyone.

Now he's Chancellor.

And what are you left with?

A tower.

A broken city.

Nothing but a pile of bones.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: LIES

He's the only family I have left.

u were the one that turned ur back on me.

u left. Just like Vi.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

RE: SUBJECT: LIES

And you stayed behind.

I guess we both chose our family.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: LIES

What do u want from me, Ekko?

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: TALK

To talk.

This is our city.

We can help it.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: NO

The last thing I need is ur words.

Leave me alone.

u did once already.

u always do.

That's why u lost me.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

RE: SUBJECT: TALK

I didn't lose you.

You're still here.

And you're the only one who can make a difference.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: PLUG URSELF 2 WITH AN AUGMENTED CUCUMBER 2 (BIGGER & BETTER)

What r u talking about?

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: RE: PLUG URSELF 2 WITH AN AUGMENTED CUCUMBER 2 (BIGGER & BETTER)

I've seen you.

Out in the city at night.

Our lookouts have too.

You're searching for something.

What are you trying to do?

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: NOSY

I'm doing what I want. And it's none of ur business.

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: CURIOUS

What are you looking for?

You've got kids spraypainting X's all over the place.

What do they mean?

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: STALKING

u don't know how to stay out of anything, do you?

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: CURIOUS

I know you have the Hex gem.

I saw the glow. On the day you blew up the Bridge.

I know you're using it to search for something.

I don't know what. But I know you'll tell me.

Because this is the future you want, isn't it?

Zaun free.

Without Shimmer. Without the chem-barons. Where the people rule themselves. Where we don't have to hide, and live like rats.

Isn't that what you want?

Isn't that what you dream of?

END OF MESSAGE

FLASH MESSAGE

SUBJECT: RE CURIOUS

( ︶ ͜ʖ ︶)_╭∩╮

END OF MESSAGE

AO3 - Forward, But Never Forget/XOXO

FFnet - Forward, But Never Forget (XOXO)

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[ink-and-dagger]

Drink Drunk With Me 🥃🍹🍸🍷🥂

For @catgoblinchelly - because she's a cutie and her asks always make me smile 💜

Silco x drunk!reader || Silco x Astrid || DWM universe || Established relationship || Drunk shenanigans || 1.1K words || SFW || She's absolutely hammered my dudes

The Eye of Zaun cocks his head a fraction of a fraction; an almost feline response to the sound of footsteps approaching his office. 

A single set, heavy, unmistakably Jasper's. Yet the cheerful, slurred babbling that accompanies those footsteps couldn’t belong to anyone other than you.

The reason for the disconnect between voice and gait becomes apparent only moments later.

The door opens. And Jasper enters with you slung over his broad shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Silco takes a moment to admire your raised buttocks, before arching a single eyebrow at the disgruntled, green-haired bar manager.

“This one,” grumbles Jasper, tightening his arm across the backs of your thighs to pointedly jostle you, “goaded Sevika into a drinking contest.”

“And?”

Jasper’s annoyance gives way to begrudging admiration, “Yer right-hand is downstairs with her head in the toilet bowl.”

Silco smirks – a sharp, serpentine thing – and directs his praise towards your ass, “That’s my girl.”

“Izat Silco?!” You chirrup from behind Jasper’s back.

“Yes, I’m here.”

“Weeeeeee!” 

The uninhibited jubilation in your squeal warms the Eye of Zaun as equally as it tickles him, and he works hard to suppress the quirk of his lips in Jasper’s presence.

The ox-like man carries you to the office sofa, sliding you from his shoulder and laying you on the red velvet cushions with a gentleness that belies his gruff exterior.

“Wanted to take her home, but she insisted on comin’ up here instead.”

“Quite right too,” comes Silco's clipped response, rising from his chair and rounding the oaken desk.

“Hmf.”

“Would you truly rather drag her across the city in this state, leave her alone in her apartment, and risk her choking on her own vomit than entrust her into my care?”

"Yer think I would've just left her alone?—“

“Mnggaaaahwwksksp.”

Incoherent as your squawk may be, Silco recognises it for what it is: a plea for the bickering to stop, and a demand for attention. He cuts Jasper a brief, scathing glance, before perching beside you on the cushions.

“I hear you’ve secured yourself quite the victory this evening.”

Your head, propped up on the sofa arm, rolls in his direction and you beam; all tooth and pride. 

“Ev‘ryome thinksis size matters mbut tisn’t. Ists willpower.”

“I see. And just how large of a bar tab has your ‘willpower’ accumulated tonight?”

You purse your lips, sucking on the truth like it’s a wedge of lemon. Either you decide to avoid the question outright, or else you simply forget what’s been asked, because your head lolls in a half-circle once again, this time coming to a stop to display coyly weighted lashes and a flirtatious little smirk.

“Hheytherecmmutiepie.”

Silco chuckles low in his chest, leaning a touch closer to purr, “Hello, sweetheart.”

An intense satisfaction swells in his chest at the way your alcohol flushed cheeks deepen three shades and you break into a fit of girlish giggles. Nice to know he still has that effect on you.

“Youssocute.”

Quick as a whip, your fingers shoot up, bury themselves in Silco’s hair, and latch onto the roots with surprising force. There’s little he can do but wince against the pain and pray to Janna that his skull remains connected to his spine as you begin to enthusiastically restyle his locks. 

“Scute’n’scrungily. Cutesie kissykittenmmeeeeeow.” 

Before Silco can stop you, you’re yanking his head down, and the force with which you crash your mouth into his would undoubtedly chip his front teeth if that ship hadn’t already sailed.

“Mmph!—Alright, that’s quite enough of that,” he insists, carefully but firmly extracting himself from the clumsy kiss, and digging his fingers into your forearms until you loosen your hold on his hair, “We aren’t alone, don’t forget.“

“But Jasp knowswe’s loverrrrs.”

“Still, darling, I think a bit of decorum is in order.”

“Decrorum? Pfft. All’ese fancy words. Wheres you puttin‘em?” 

To Silco’s dismay, you retighten your grip, twisting his head roughly side to side as though examining the shape of it. 

“Dercorum. Decorcum oop!—” you release him and slap your hands over your mouth with a lewd snort, parting your fingers just enough to hiss between them, “Isaidcum.”

“I can manage from here, Jasper,” Silco sighs wearily, smoothing back his rumpled hair with a practiced palm, “You have my gratitude for bringing her.”

Evidently, the last thirty seconds have made the bar manager uncomfortable enough that he only hesitates briefly before leaving the office with a clipped grunt, closing the door quickly behind him.

“We should get you into bed.”

“Awyeahbabyy.”

“Let me reiterate that you will be getting into bed. I still have work to complete. Particularly now that it appears my right-hand will be out of commission tomorrow.” 

“Butsithou’youslefthanded?”

Silco manoeuvres you up off the sofa and towards his quarters. A tricky feat, considering you possess as much control over your limbs as an electrocuted rag-doll. It isn’t long before the Eye of Zaun, (to your high-pitched delight), simply scoops you into his arms and carries you through to his ensuite bathroom.

Your wriggling energy persists for a little while as he tends to you – coaxing you to brush your teeth, to use the toilet, to finish a large glass of water – but shortly begins to fade. Your eyelids drooping as he gently washes away your makeup with a damp cloth. Head nodding as he redresses you for the comfort of bed. Breaths deepening as he settles you beneath the blankets with water and a small waste bin at your side.

Silco adjusts the duvet until it lays upon you to his liking; a feeble excuse to linger at your side a moment longer. The serenity of your face at rest squeezes at his heart, making it hard to turn away. It’s moments like these in which he feels the tiniest pang of resentment towards the work that keeps him so endlessly busy.

Before he can take even half a step towards the door, he’s halted by a hand closing around his wrist.

Your eyes are barely open, but still, beneath the soft eaves of your lashes, that beautiful light within your gaze still shines, and a small, hushed smile rests upon your lips.

“Do I get a goodnight kiss?” You ask quietly.

The corner of Silco’s mouth rises alongside the memory of a night so very long ago now. Of tucking you beneath his coat upon the sofa, and denying your simple request in favour of a whispered tease in your ear.

But times have changed. These days, Silco no longer finds himself able to deny you a damn thing.

He leans down, a hand upon the mattress and the other capturing your chin in a gentle pinch, and presses his lips to yours in a kiss that’s soft, sweet, and lingering.

“Mmmmmyummy,” you hum sleepily when you finally part.

Silco chuckles to himself, brushing a light, tender knuckle down your cheek as he straightens, and adjusting the blankets, one last time.

“Now go to sleep.”

“Jusonemorekiss—”

“Go to sleep.”

[novasintheroom]

As if any of us would even want to flirt with someone else if we had vash.

LOL you're so right and you should say it Chelly

[galactiquest]

Knives receiving genuine kindness from a human who is such an angel it makes him legit start to question his own views

This is definitely something that gets to me easily, because I generally see myself as someone who gives kindness first. But it also makes me think of a reader/human/self-insert who is so willing to try and see things his way, so willing to attempt to connect with his ideals, that they're willing to accept whatever he bestows on them.

There was this post somewhere on here that had a quote from it that really stuck with me. I can't find the post anymore (maybe someone knows who wrote it?) but here's the chunk I had to save:

“Can’t help it when I’m alone. I just start thinking, and... And maybe [Knives] ain’t so wrong. Maybe everything would be better off if he just got rid of us, ya know? Because really, we’re an invasive species, right? We just crawl into places we don’t belong and eat up everything good. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he ended it all - all the suffering and the fighting and the low-down, no-good cruelty. Wouldn’t be so bad if he did it quick, like we all go to sleep and just don’t wake up.”

Something about that last line stuck with me.

What if you're so deeply in love with someone who's hellbent on killing your species? Would he willingly put you through the torture that's being effectively isolated from the rest of your species? Would he make you watch as he kills the rest of your friends and family? Would he spare you?

But back to what you said--maybe it's the same in reverse for him.

What if you're so deeply in love with someone who's hellbent on being kind to you? Would they willingly try to take you away from the pain that you've wrapped yourself in for over a century? Would they make you stay as they tell you that they still love you regardless? Would they forgive you?

I'm not sure. I'm never really sure, and sometimes I start to wax poetic about it--but I think if you love someone, and if someone loves you, the two of you slowly begin to change. For better or for worse.

[sweatandwoe]

Comrade sweaty. Point me at your foes and I promise their total annihilation. Unleash me so I may destroy all who stand against us!

[skunts-own-truth]

I was tagged by @cosmic-navel-gazin!

Make a poll with five of your all time favorite characters and then tag five people to do the same. See which character is everyone's favorite

Tagging five folks: @depraved-perfumer @marbleunderthefridge @ultramarineblues @catgoblinchelly @femmchantress

[tagedeszorns]

This is for @catgoblinchelly, because they send me down another "what kinds of Noise Marines and Noise Marine-adjacent-stuff is there?"-rabbithole.

So here's a new portrait of "Bull" Ramos, biggest Emperor's Children Marine and absolute ...

BEEFY BABY (of) THE THIRD!

(that's for @ladymirdan, who sent me this Tiktok)