#cus i had since i was in like middle school

[bunlyn001]

mango

i bought a new ipad only to figure out i can’t connect my apple pencil to my ipad without an adapter (╥﹏╥)

i just ordered one so hopefully by tomorrow i can try it out

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[9:22 pm]

(cw: academic rivals, kinda enemies to lovers, past major asshole Jaehyun, violence, mentions of blood, reader is injured)

You sniffled as you scrubbed your hands in the sink. There was blood stuck to your hands, a mix of yours and the bitch that had decided to put her hands on you. The water stung and your knuckles felt sore, but the faster it came off, the less time you'd be stuck in this nasty bathroom.

This wasn't how you had expected your night to go. You wanted to dance and drink and have a good time with friends! It was a house party! One of the last of the school year, you wanted to have a good time. The last thing you'd expected was to get into a cat fight with some girl you barely knew. Well- you knew of her but you didn't know her. She was your ex's new girl and she was mad at you because he still followed you or you looked at him? You weren't even sure anymore.

When the water ran clear you finally looked at the damage elsewhere. A long scratch on your arm that was deeper at the top than at the bottom, but red and angry from her fake nails. Then there was the stinging in your cheek paired with the cut on your bottom lip that was stinging and throbbing.

You stared at the sight of your lip and the ripped sleeve of your shirt and whimpered while tears filled your eyes. This wasn't you. You never fought with anyone. How was it your fault that he followed you? You didn't even follow him back! And if you had looked at him, you didn't even take notice of it and you certainly didn't mean to.

Someone pounded on the door before a deep voice yelled, "Come on! Let's go!"

You breathed, wiping away tears, "Occupied!"

"Yeah I know that! I've been waiting for 5 minutes!"

You rolled your eyes, frustratingly pulling the door open to tell this person off. The words died on your tongue as soon as you saw the last person you would want to see in this situation- or any situation.

Jung Jaehyun. Your academic rival since middle school. An academic rival that had turned to a borderline enemy. From your side it had started off more friendly and fun. You smiled and teased him every time you scored higher than him and playfully rolled your eyes when he bragged about his higher scored.

It was only when it got to university applications and scholarships that you realized he could genuinely hate you. Every chance he got to bad mouth you to teachers and advisors he would, pictures of you at parties sent to prestigious university admissions officers, stolen homework, and on more than one occasion, some kind of liquid poured on your laptop. After processing his very apparent hatred to you, you didn't hold back going off on him. A lot of screaming matches, arguments, and passionate discussions occurred between the both of you which more than often landed you both in the principal's office.

Thankfully, you managed to secure a spot at your top university, which happened to be Jaehyun's second choice and since being here, you both tried your best to avoid each other like the plague. You had different majors, had different extracurriculars, but your friend group overlapped a bit. Thankfully, around your friends and with age you and Jaehyun could be cordial, and at times even friendly. However, that didn't mean that at times the occasional heated conversation wouldn't happen- because they would- often. But the majority of time you could share a laugh, have small talk, even have fun together. It was like a 150, not 180- you weren't that mature, from the kids you once were.

His eyes widened momentarily, "What the fuck happened to you? Are you okay?!"

You cleared your throat, "there's another bathroom on the second floor by the door with the beer poster. Or you can wait for me to finish in here."

You tried to close the door, but his hand stopped you. You didn't even have time to argue back or really even process that he was in the bathroom with you before he asked, "are you okay- who did this to you- what happened?!"

His hand was gentle as he cupped your stinging cheek which made you wince in his hold. This was all you needed for the floodgates to open, your breaths were shuddery as you cried, your forehead falling to his shoulder as his t-shirt absorbed your tears. "Some girl that's dating my ex. I can't even remember what her reason was all I remember is feeling her smack me," you cried.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're fine now. Let me see your face, let's get you cleaned up," Jaehyun told you softly.

His hands cupped your neck and tilted your head back so he could assess the damage. He led you over to the toilet and had you sit while he dug around the cabinets for a first aid kit.

"This might sting a bit," he mumbled before swiping alcohol pads over your knuckles and then the scratch on your arm. You inhaled sharply at the cold, stinging sensation. Next, he took a spare towel and lightly dabbed at your lip with gentle hands.

You couldn't help but stare at his face, he was just a few inches away. You could feel his warm breath on your face while he wiped away at the dried blood. As much as you hated him, or rather, he hated you, you could never deny how handsome he was. Which is why it hurt all the more when your middle school crush started hating you the second grades mattered. You could get away with thinking it had been flirtatious competition, but it very clearly hadn't been. Since then, your crush hadn't come back- until now.

His thumb and pointer finger gently gripped your chin as he checked out the cut on your lip. "It doesn't look very deep, but it's going to take a while to close up. She did a number on you, did you get her back?" He asked to distract you.

The sting of a new alcohol and bright tears to your eyes, "Jaehyun! That hurt!"

"I know Pretty, here, hold my hand. I just need to clean it," he explained while extending his non dominant hand to you.

You held his hand in both of yours while your eyes clenched shut before the alcohol touched your lip. You felt hot tears slip out and breathed deeply, "how do you know what you're doing?"

He chuckled, lightly dabbing at the cut on your lip, "common sense, used to clean myself up, and I'm pre-med."

Your eyes flew open in surprise, "I can't believe I forgot!"

The silence went on until the last alcohol pad went in the trash can beside you. "There," Jaehyun smiled softly, his eyes locked on yours, "just as pretty as before with a hint of badass."

You blushed, tearing your gaze away from his in favor of looking at the towel rack on the wall, "why did you help me Jaehyun? You hate me."

His mouth opened, no sounds escaping him. He took a second to gather his thoughts. "I don't hate you and I don't think I ever did. I was a jealous, stupid kid. I couldn't stand that the person I liked could be smarter than me. Then I just got so used to the dynamic, I just carried it on. I don't hate you," Jaehyun sighed, rubbing his hands down his face.

"So what now?"

"I stop being an asshole and treat you like I should to show you I'm good enough for you. And I'm going to start by walking you home," he stated confidently.

You smiled at him, "but I'm hungry."

He laughed deeply, "then first we're getting food and then I'm getting you home."

[thehereticdiaries]

Dead Man Walking: Chapter Two

Chapter Summary: You tell Chan and Hongjoong how you ended up alone. Afterward, you get to know the group and start to work on pulling your weight.

Warnings: Descriptions of violent deaths, allusions to SA, suicidal thoughts

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You refused to look up from your lap, scared that you would lose your fragile composure. 

“It happened a little over three weeks ago,” you began, already feeling the sting of tears at the back of your eyes. “I wasn’t alone in the beginning. I was with four other people. My two brothers, Noah and Ethan, and their girlfriends, Emma and Grace.

We were trying to make our way north. Ethan had heard a rumor that the dead don’t like the cold. We had set up our camp for the night in the woods at the edge of the city. It was the middle of the night and it was my turn to take watch.” You paused to suck in a shaky breath, pressing the heels of your hands into your eyes. 

“I fell asleep. I woke up to screaming. A group of, like, ten men ambushed us. One of them slit Noah’s throat and fed him to a zombie they had on a leash. Four of them crushed Ethan’s head with their boots and shotguns. Me, Emma, and Grace were clinging to each other. The men surrounded us, talking about bringing us back to their camp so they could have some fun.” You spat at the memory. 

“Three of the men moved to grab us while the others gathered our stuff for themselves. All of a sudden, Grace screamed and threw herself into the men. She told me and Emma to run. I was frozen, but Emma pulled me up and dragged me toward a thicker area of trees. Someone shot her in the leg. She pushed me forward, begging me to keep running. The last thing I saw was their pet zombie ripping into her neck.

I’ve been alone since then. I’ve been in a pretty hazy state of mind, I don’t know how I wasn’t killed. Before Yeosang found me, I was wandering around the shops for anything useful. I turned a corner and saw the herd a block away. One of them must have smelled me, cus they started sprinting toward me. I was going to let them kill me, I was tired and so, so lonely. But in my mind I heard Emma and Grace yelling for me to run, to survive, and I ran on instinct. That’s when Yeosang grabbed me.” You finally lifted your gaze to the men sitting across from you. They looked back at you with a mix of sadness and understanding.

“I’m sorry. We’ve lost people, too, but I can’t imagine how you must have felt seeing your family taken so cruelly,” Chris sighed, trying to offer some comfort with a kind look in his eyes. You sniffled and swiped at the traitorous tear that escaped.

“It was my fault. If I hadn’t fallen asleep, I would have seen them coming. They’d probably be alive right now. It should have been–”

“Don’t.” Hongjoong interrupted, speaking for the first time since you met him. “Don’t you dare say it should’ve been you. What’s done is done, the past can’t be changed. Mourn them. But you can’t give up. If you die, their memory dies too. Then they’re truly gone.” His words cut into you deep and you couldn’t hold back your sobs any longer. You hunched in on yourself, burying your face in your hands.

“You can stay with us.” Chan’s voice was closer now. You felt hands on your knees, and looked up to see him crouching in front of you. Your body sagged in relief as Chan ran his thumbs in soothing circles on the tops of your thighs. 

“Minho told us that you’re an ‘almost doctor.’” Hongjoong stated with air quotes after you calmed down. “What does that mean?” Chan moved to sit beside his co-leader again.

“I was in my last semester of medical school. I was in my residency and getting ready for commencement. I was going to be an emergency room physician, and already had a job lined up.” The leaders shared a look of approval.

“We need to get our inventory more organized. Minho is trying to do it all himself and won’t admit he needs help. Can you try to get him to split the responsibility?” Chris asked. “We obviously won’t need medical attention all the time, so inventory can be your secondary job.”

“I’ll try, but I can’t make any promises,” you agreed. They told you where you could find Minho, so you headed toward what used to be the office’s break room. You made a pit-stop at the maintenance room to pick up your backpack and peeped in the break room. As promised, Minho was sifting through the group’s resources. 

“What do you want?” Minho didn’t even look up at you to ask. You stepped fully into the room.

“Chris asked me to help with inventory. I figured I could take over for the medical supplies.”

“You figured wrong, I can handle it,” he denied. You bristled at his cold tone and marched over to stand directly in front of him, arms crossed over your chest.

“I don’t want to argue with you, Minho. I know you don’t trust me, but Chris and Hongjoong agreed to let me stay. If I’m going to help, I need to know what medical supplies you have,” you asserted. Minho finally looked up at you with a scowl. When you looked closely at his face, he was pale and clammy with prominent dark circles. 

“I don’t need help,” he snapped at you. 

“You’re tired, I can see it.” Minho’s eyes narrowed while yours softened. “You look pale, a little clammy, and you have horrible dark circles under your eyes. You’re taking on too much at once and you’re going to burn out if you don’t let someone take some of the responsibility.”  You could see his inner conflict in his eyes. 

“What do you have in mind?” He asked hesitantly. You smiled gently and pulled one of the chairs over to sit in front of him. 

“Split everything into categories, and have one person in charge of each category. I would say we split it into medical supplies, food and drinks, miscellaneous items, and weapons,” you suggested. Minho tapped his fingers on his chin, considering your words. Slowly, he nodded. 

“That’s… not a bad idea,” he admitted. 

“Thanks, I think. Obviously I would take over the medical supplies, but you know this group better than I do right now. Who would you want to put in charge of the other categories?” The room fell to silence while Minho mulled over his decision. You didn’t want to pressure him, so you busied yourself with finding notebooks to catalog everything. This turned out to be a very easy task. The former office building had an abundance of extra notebooks, pens, markers, and various other stationary supplies. You brought four notebooks and a marker back to your seat. On the cover of the first notebook, you wrote “Medical Supplies” and your name underneath. 

“I want to do the food and drinks. Jongho should do the miscellaneous, and Changbin and San should split the weapons, one in charge of guns and the other silent weapons.” As Minho spoke, you wrote the category and group member name on the front covers of each notebook, grabbing one more for both weapon categories. 

“Okay, let’s go let them know. I still don’t know everyone’s names, though.” You stacked your notebooks, hooked pens onto the spirals, and tucked the marker into your pocket.

“I’ll introduce you.” Minho led you out of the break room. He went through each room, pointing out what it was used for and telling you the names of anyone inside. Jongho was the quiet guy from the rooftop and he readily agreed to his new role. You handed him the notebook and pen and he immediately left to get everything written down. You had met almost everyone, with the final two being the appointed weapons masters.

“Changbin, San, I have an offer for you,” Minho called out as he pushed open the door to the maintenance room. These two were the obvious muscle of the group. Both of them were absolutely jacked.

“What’s up?” The shorter of the two furrowed his eyebrows, looking warily between you and Minho.

“I want you two to take charge of our weapons catalog. Who wants to take guns and who wants silent weapons?” The way he phrased it made this more like a demand rather than an offer. 

“Oh! I’m glad you’re finally letting us help, man. I don’t mind either way. You have a preference, San?” You could finally put the final names to their respective faces. 

“I can take the silent weapons.” You added San’s name to the silent weapons notebook and handed it to him, doing the same for Changbin and the gun notebook. They, too, got to work cataloging the group’s weapons. You and Minho returned to the break room, joining Jongho to work in silence. Jongho had moved the miscellaneous supplies to one of the long tables along the wall of the break room. He was breaking the supplies into subcategories while Minho got the food organized in the cabinets.

“Is there another room I can bring the medical supplies to? I don’t want to have to treat wounds in the same place we eat.” Minho nodded and showed you to one of the empty offices. It was just big enough to fit a desk, office chair, and a hip-height cabinet. The desk and cabinet were both, thankfully, empty. You wheeled the office chair back to the break room and began piling up the medical supplies.

“Wow, you guys have a lot of good stuff here,” you remarked. “What, did you raid a hospital before you settled down?”

“Yes,” Minho and Jongho answered at the same time. 

“Oh!” You decided against asking any more questions. It took two trips to get all of the supplies to your new office. You put most of the supplies in the cabinet, delighted that there were shelves for more storage space. You kept most of the over the counter medications on top of the cabinet so the group would have easy access to them. You left a note reading ‘let Y/N know if you take any meds!’ taped to the wall above the cabinet. You decided that the desk would serve as your exam table. You were so engrossed in your work that you didn’t hear Felix come in.

“Wow, you actually got this looking like a doctor’s office.” You yelped, dropping your pen and swinging around to glare at the Aussie from your spot on the floor. He cackled behind his hand, leaning against the doorway. 

“Felix! Don’t sneak up on me!”

“Holy shit, sorry, but you jumped like a foot off the ground,” he teased while clutching his stomach. You rolled your eyes.

“Alright, alright! It’s not that funny. What did you need?” You huffed and changed the subject.

“Dinner’s ready. We’ve been shouting for you for a couple minutes now,” he explained. 

“Oh, shit, sorry.” You quickly stood and followed Felix to the break room. Minho was dishing out small portions of rice topped with a slice of spam. 

“Finally! Chan won’t let us start eating until everyone gets their plate,” Jisung complained. You muttered an apology, more focused on the food. You’ve only had a granola bar today, and that was right after you woke up. Minho handed you a plate and you had to force yourself to eat it slowly. 

“I saw the new inventory notebooks. Good job, guys,” Chris praised. 

“I like how you divided the supplies up. It makes things a lot easier to find.” Hongjoong agreed. You perked up at the praise, pleased that you were earning your place in the group.

“Who’s going on the run tomorrow?” Seonghwa chimed in, looking at the group’s leaders.

“Hyunjin, San, Wooyoung, and Seungmin. It should be a quick one, there and back within a few hours,” Chan answered. “They’re gonna head out after breakfast.” The rest of the evening went by in a blur. After dinner, you finished up your inventory list then joined everyone else in a large waiting room-looking area of the building. Thin blankets were strewn across the carpeted floor.

You sat against the wall, pulling your knees up to your chest and resting your chin on them. Yeosang quietly removed himself from Jisung’s crushing hug to sit beside you. The group split into various cuddle piles but still included everyone in conversation. You stayed quiet for the most part, opting to listen to the others talk. You chimed in every now and then, and answered their questions about medical school and your home state. One by one, the group members succumbed to sleep. Mingi stayed up on first watch, looking out of a nearly invisible slit in the wood planks. 

Falling asleep sitting up would leave your neck sore in the morning, but your contentment and feeling of safety being surrounded by others made it worth the discomfort.

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[hiskillingjar]

do you have any general headcanons for law like you do strade? 👉👈 i loved your teen law post.........

i don't know how much of this is Actually Canon cus the wiki got nuked but yeah sure

born in 1991

undiagnosed autism, ocd and Severe Depression

nb agender that more often than not manifests as transfemininity

was debilitatingly jealous of his sisters (twins, younger than him by barely a year) which resulted in intrusive thoughts. they interpreted as sexual feelings but it was The Dysphoria, Baby

grew up in manitoba, on the cusp of city living and rural living. their childhood house was in the woods but they attended a public high school close to the city

dad was a hunter/mill worker, mom was from quebec and taught elementary school french (law knows a little but not a lot)

had an early fascination with death, initially obsessed with dead animals and taxidermy and growing into a fixation on goresites and irl gore. gradually got desensitised to death as a concept as a result

had a. mild interest in true crime through high school especially and briefly entertained the idea of bringing a gun to school

14 in 2005 so literally the prime time to be emo

put a blue streak in their bangs (sharpie, their dad threatened to cut it off if they did anything permanent) and cut themselves to morrissey and depeche mode

wore a lot of black after dying all their comfy clothes with a dylon pod, but they didn't go much further than that

moved out/was kicked out after both their sisters went to college and their dad "playfully" threatened to shoot them ("out back like a damn dog") if they didn't do something with their life (since they went full NEET after graduating high school)

left in the middle of the night and never looked back, never kept in contact with their parents, lily found their facebook but they don't talk like. at all lol

worked at the same factory and lived in the same apartment (cheap cus of the mould) for seven years :) it's fine :)

[gunnrblze]

Alex V. “Ajax” Johnson moodboard + random headcannons

-his middle name is Vance

-from southwest USA area (Arizona/New Mexico/Nevada/Texas)

-middle child, had two sisters that he loved so so dearly (“my girls” is how he’d refer to them. everyone that really knew him knew about his girls back at home)

-had the best sense of humor amongst the Ghosts, next to Kick and Rorke (and Merrick, believe it or not)

-epitome of stubborn, absolutely didn’t give a fuck (view: him flipping the Feds off while being tortured). was both a gift and a curse for him

-knew Keegan since they were teens (canon bc of Sand Viper, but I like to think they go back a little further than that)

-blues/punk/rock/industrial/hip hop/classical/alternative listener. 70s music lover

-first in his family to join the military. his mother nearly had a heart attack

-favorite Ghost aside from Keegan was Rorke, big mentor for him. made the betrayal sting even more, watching the man abandon the values he helped instill in him

-had the gene that makes cilantro taste like soap

-Sand Viper felt like a fever dream to him, and it took a while to even remotely calm his nervous system down. he had nightmares for a while, like most of them did, and would sleep near Keegan whenever possible

-^he considered it what made him a man rather than a boy

-used to prank Rorke and Elias on base with the other guys. if anyone got caught, it was usually him (you could always hear him snickering off in the background somewhere)

-was pretty close with Torch before he went missing

-being the youngest/least experienced member during the Legends Never Die mission was daunting to him. Keegan, although only by a year, was always the youngest, so he felt a ton of pressure for that reason

-mediocre dancer, except for classic ballroom type dances actually. grew up watching his parents do the foxtrot and waltz, so his tango skills were swoon worthy

-^which was a weapon because he’s also very very charming. flirted in an either lighthearted and jokey way or an absolutely bewitching and alluring way. typa guy to quite literally charm his way into your pants

-very ironically used to dress up as a ghost for Halloween when he was a kid a lot. he wondered if maybe he was always destined to be one, either as a part of the task force or his inevitable demise

-had a wide and pretty smile, naturally straight teeth that lit his face up when he grinned (like I imagine Hesh would have too)

-looked the best of all the Ghosts with the standard military issue buzz cut. could pull off any hairstyle he was given (cus he was handsome lmfao, that’s it)

-did band in middle school. his sisters teased him for being a flute player instead of doing sports but bless his heart he was good at it!

-was a littleeee bit of a nerd. Could bond with Kick over techy stuff sometimes

-would dream about the sunsets from his hometown when shit got particularly rough, especially during his early marine days. the desert skies brought him peace

[affluent-havoc]

AAAAAAAA! I finally finished this post that's been camping out in my drafts for freaking months! Let's gooooo!!!! Here are a small selection of the middle schoolers. Took me a while but I refined some of them. For now, it's this cluster but the others will appear soon! I swear!

Also, though they are open for some change, I got some explanations for all of them. Makoto: Pretty basic. Just him with a hoodie upgrade. I also gave him a bracelet as well. Had this idea of well, since Makoto and Sayaka new each other in middle school, maybe they get aqquainted more in this new canon and give each other friendship bracelets! In the killing game setting, if I go with this idea for this au, it can be a bit of a betrayal too cus like, she did a bad thing but also GASP! The bracelets! How could she! In a happy timeline/reimagining Danganronpa as a shitty kids show, it could just be wholesome. One other thing about Makoto's design that I'd like to note is his Band-Aid and acne. For the Band-Aid, just thought it'd be fun. Also, it mirrors someone else's design that I have that I will showcase soon. It's cute imagining Makoto carrying these band-aids around though cus he's in that awkward middle schooler phase which makes him more clumsy. He doesn't like it. Kyoko: Okay. Just stole her entire vibe from the Danganronpa Kirigiri novels. Here. Proof. Just drew her worse. May give her a more original outfit but for now, this is it.

Byakuya: Yeah. He was absurdly easy. Just gave him a silly sweater vest, shorts, and some goofy ass socks. I might improve this design later on but for now, this is his look as well. Leon: Leon was trickly and easy because his outfit was simple to translate into but also, he had a completly different look at some point in his youth that changed cus girls or something. Not the most well versed in the Leon lore so if anyone can educate me on this, I'm happy to know more. But like, for now, this is his design of just like, itty bitty punk boy until I figure out if he should look differently due to childhood factors. I, at the very least, cut his hair down as a buzz cut though to emphasis the fact that he's still deep in the baseball stuff, even if he may not like it as much by this point. Maybe he's in the transitional period from his old baseball days to his canon design Sayaka: She's basically the same with some added little bits. Made her skirt pink this time for fun and gave her a matching pink bow too! The main extra thing is the friendship bracelet idea mentioned earlier with Makoto in which I gave her a green one to match Makoto's outfit and energy. Thought it'd be a nice touch! Again though. All designs are open for change!

[usagichuu]

university!dan heng x reader headcanons

a/n: i uhhhh am back

genre and tags: fluff, modern au, some general headcanons but also an x reader storyline towards the end, first meeting type stuff, dan heng is chinese cus lol

reader: gn, uni student

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

A history major, and one of those ones that can churn out 8 page essays so fast everyone wonders if he’s actually a computer in a human suit. He hops in and out of lectures so fast, his day moves like clockwork. For all his previous classmates care, he probably is.

Has the *absolute bare minimum* in his backpack: laptop. tablet. id. charger. a *singular mechanical pencil*.

+ Has been using the same mechanical pencil he’s been using since middle school.

Brings a thermos to school that he only ever fills with tea. Coffee makes him too buzzy and he’s not a fan of the smell.

Mutters under his breath to himself in frustrated Chinese when he’s stumped. Also whispers to himself in Chinese when doing mental math.

Because he’s always got either a book or his phone in one hand he does that *thing* where he unzips his zip up hoodies by biting down on the collar and tugging on the zipper with his hand. it gets him lots of stares, but he never notices, and if he does, is probably wondering what they’re looking at.

He ended up becoming your library crush. You went to borrow a charger from the library desk on a day he had a shift. You can’t say the library is your most favorite place on campus, but suddenly you started “forgetting” to charge your laptop overnight so you could have an excuse to see him again. He’s started to anticipate your arrival every day he’s on the job.

One day he isn’t the one at the desk when you arrive. You ask for a charger like always and the guy at the desk says they’re fresh out. That’s when you saw him, swooping in and handing you a charger before taking his spot behind the desk. “Sorry about that. late lecture. here.”

That particular day you spent a bit longer at the library than usual, so by the time you were leaving he was off the job. You hand the charger back, and the guy at the desk looks at you, frowning. “Is this your own charger?” You shake your head, confused. “This charger is a personal charger, it doesn’t have a library sticker on it. Where’d you find this?”

One day you’re doing some research in the library, and go to put one of the books you took back in its shelf. A hand reaches out from behind you as you’re about to slot it back in, gently taking it from you. Your hands meet - for just a moment - and you whip your head back around, startled. You think it may just be your memory going fuzzy now, but when you turn around to see him you swear his cheeks flushed pink for a moment. “Um. This is the wrong shelf.” He nodded, and then he was gone.

Weird. Now that you think of it, you’re pretty certain it was the right one.

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

a/n: had fun w the last ones so i did another~~~ im happy to take requests rn actually for either dan heng or geppie 😎🙏 (cus im most familiar w them lol)

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[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

had to draw how bladee looked in my dream ln cus i cant get it out of my mind

he got hit on the head with the glass bottle, on the left side, it was bleeding all down his face over his eye, his hand on the wound, he was wearing all black with this huge long hood kinda reaper-like, there was a tall chainlink fence behind us because we were at the baseball field from my middle school, he looked dazed and wasnt making eye contact with me, i was worried and wanted to help him but me and yung lean had to run away so we wouldnt get hit with bottles too, i dont know who hit him it was like a younger guy with short hair but it happened really fast. before it happened we were talking & he seemed depressed.

i also wonder if it has st to do with him being aries since the body part ruled by aries is the head. i hope he's ok..

[dozing--zzz]

YALL

the first tickle moment ive had in yearsss happened today HENDBNDD it was tiny but omg in putting it under a cut cus imma be RAMBLIN

okok so. im sitting in the library doing some history work n whatnot yk reading my textbook and taking notes and my friends (ill call them o and j) come back from their class and come sit by me and are just doing work and messing around jokin around j can never be serious for 10 seconds lmfao

but yk i go back to my work, occasionally j says something to o that im like wtf what are you talking ab lmfao?? and go back to my work just back n forth for a lil while and then

all of a sudden

j traces their finger down my back and im like

??!?!??!!?? and squirm away so hard and j LAUGHS. they knew what they were doing fs. but omg lately ive been doubting like am i actually ticklish? no more doubt not for my back thats for sure. like. it was so weird its been so long since ive felt that it was just so HDNDHND??

j does the same thing to o who has a very minimal reaction and then was like "i did that to [irl name] did you see they reacted so funny" and im just like BDNDVDMHEJDBDN DEAD but just go liek "dont. do that." CUS IM SO NERVOUS and go back to work to not bring attention to it cus AAAA and its all i can think about the rest of the time they're there and was a lil nervous theyd do it again but they didn't

but like

J WHYYYYYYY BROO it was so weird its such a funny feeling like i didn't even mean to move i just did like knee-jerk reaction hdndhdndb

losing my mind

im so glad it wasn't more violent tho cus last time a friend did somthin like that to me was in middle school and i kneed my desk and it was super loud and i really dont wanna bring that attention to myself in the super quiet library HDMDBDM

it. was fun fine ill admit it but AAAAAAAAA and maybe yeah I hope j does it again but BDNSHDNDBND?!?!??!??!! im losing it

it was so weird its such a silly feeling i lowkey forgot

ty for coming to my ted talk

[totheseok]

uh oh?

synopsis: what happens when the daughter of the CEO of a major film company and the son of the president of a successful food company move in next door?

episode 2: cats holding banners

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word count: 924

(italic writing is yn's thoughts)

Taboba had been y/n's absolute favourite boba shop in Seoul, she first discovered it while she was studying abroad. Upon returning home she found out there was ONE outlet in Seoul, which was conveniently just a 10 minute drive from her parents house. But, they were closing down and she was moving to a different part of Seoul, half an hour away from the shop.

Growing up as the daughter of a big-shot movie producer, she was privileged enough to live in one of the expensive neighbourhoods of Seoul, in a big house over-looking the Han river. And though it was true that she was to eventually take over the company her parents wanted her to pave her own way and make her own name in the industry. Granted her heritage would certainly give her a boost in popularity.

She decided one of the first steps to make her own way would be to move into her own space and live by herself. So with the help of friends and family she chose a penthouse apartment for herself in Gangam and bought it (cus wth is rent when ur rich). But thats all irrelevant right now because she's not moving there for another week. Right now what's important is that she just parked her car outside the new boba shop that opened near her new apartment.

Bobobble.

It's a cute name even she cant deny that. She hopes with every atom of her body that the boba is good too. It was also owned by SeoulFoods, a company that sponsored most of SilverWoods' shows and movies, and also catered for their events.

The issue isn't bad boba, the issue is being as good as or topping taboba boba.

Stepping inside, the cafe looked like any other, it was simple, with mood lighting, wooden floors and comfy looking leather seats. But there was one recurring theme. Cats. It wasn't a cat cafe, yet, cute pictures of cats doing stupid things were hung up on the walls, the bookshelf was shaped like a cat, the little plant pots on the table were cats that looked like they had leaves growing out of their heads. Overall, a-lot of cats.

Y/N made her way to the counter and luckily didn't have to wait too long considering it was 11 AM and everyone was either at work or at school, no long lines. She greeted the barista and placed her order, payed for her drink and then chose a table by the window. Good for working and people watching.

Y/n's first mistake today was forgetting her laptop charger at home, but she was already on the highway when she realised and couldn't turn back even if she wanted. Now the question was if her laptop was already charged or if she would open it and it would die in the middle of her editing a scene.

79%. Not bad, good enough to edit at least one scene. She started opening the softwares she needed to work and got started.

Soon enough her drink arrived, paired with a slice of cheesecake. Wait... Cheesecake? YN hadn't ordered any. Her original plan had been to have her drink and order a sandwich if she got hungry a while into working.

Maybe I should ask the server. Luckily for her he was walking by after serving another order.

"Um, excuse me?" She called out.

"Yes, ma'am"

"Uh, I only ordered a drink, i was served cheesecake as well are you sure it isn't someone else's?"

"Ah, yes, it's on the house, our manager said there's a newcomer gift for today, and since it's your first time visiting Bobobble, you qualify for it!"

"Ohh, I see, well um thank you so much!"

"No, problem ma'am, enjoy your meal!"

Newcomer gifts huh? Lets hope this boba is also good because so far I'm liking this place.

YN reached for her cup of bubble tea and immediately noticed logo. A cat holding a banner that said bobobble. Omg cute pls be good i want to come back here.

Bringing the straw to her lips, she took and sip and...

"Holy shit" She whispered to herself.

Looks like bobobble just gained a new and very loyal customer.

In the break room, a barista sat with their phone in front of them, voice recording app open.

"Dear diary, today the owners son Taesan came to overlook the store. He's a chill guy around my age but he's generally pretty quiet. Anyways, around 11 AM a girl walked in with her laptop bag and stuff, she ordered her drink and sat down then started working on whatever it was that she was working on, she was pretty nice but thats not the point

"the issue here is that when i was going to serve her drink, Taesan told me to take some cheesecake for her and tell her it was on the house as a welcome gift for her first time here. I didnt know we were doing one of those so it was news to me but i didn't question it.

"HOWEVER, later another girl came in and i had never seen her before so as i was taking a slice of free cheesecake out for her Taesan stopped me and said he changed his mind? so no more free cheesecake for new people? idk man. my guess is that he thought the other girl was cute. ig we'll just have to wait and see, anyways my break is ending so ill finish this at night when im home"

a/n: pls tell me yall got the chenle reference w the "whats rent when ur rich"

and special thank you to @taesancore for reading it for me before i posted to help me figure stuff out.

taglist (open): @seungzzzz @thvvcut @ywnzn @livelaughlovetaesan @lovelyannoyingcher @blurryriki @xyxlyn @lovandr @lcvehee @sobun1est @roxasrana @loyalsunwoo @luv-y0urself @rosesfortaro @nujeskz @ryunjin0 @milkmilkmalk

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[heartnoose]

PRIMANIACS - Ao No Exorcist Edition - Mephisto Pheles (Review)

I haven’t seen any reviews on this, let alone on primaniacs in general. With the very little info available out there, I thought l'd post a review to help others see if they would be interested in it.

Heads up, the review is a lot more exhaustive than I intended lol. I do try to be detailed 💖

Description of His Fragrance via Google Translate

I'm misled by the dark sweetness.

Sweet and fruity notes.

Bananas and oranges that appear like magic tricks make a mischievous and cute scent like sweets.

However, the gorgeousness of the rose is fragrant as if to cover the innocent impression.

When the rich sweetness that oozes out before you know it spreads with a mysterious darkness, it announces the end of a pop and fun dream.

A dark but tempting fragrance that is trapped in a sweet shimmer.

So, to boil down the dynamic of the smells listed on the site: First you’re supposed to smell Banana, Orange, and Lemon. After 15-30 minutes, the smell should transition into Pink Grapefruit, Rose, and Jasmine. Two or so hours later, it should fade down to a mix of Musk, Apricot, Amber, and Raspberry. That last phase can last up to an hour or two before the perfume completely disappears.

Review of the Perfume

I was actually looking for a perfume that was described as this. A sweet flowery banana perfume with old school influences like jasmine, amber, and musk. I was like, “Maybe Meph would wear a fruity but old school perfume.” So when this was announced I was beyond excited, since I saw it as an answer from above basically.

The Smell: As described, it opens with very citrusy smells. I don't smell the banana. I can smell it somewhat on the nozzle but not when I spray it. The opening of the perfume is quite soapy, and I hate to say this but it strongly reminds me of dish soap.

After about 15-30 minutes, the opening has a very smooth transition into the next phase of smells. The grapefruit allows the citrus smell to stay afloat, but with a bit of rose now. I can't smell the jasmine at all. The soapy smell is still there, but not as strong. Oddly enough, I get hints of that creamy and ripe banana during the final moments of this middle phase.

About two hours after spraying, the perfume seamlessly transitioned again. Thanks to the creamy sweetness of the banana, it morphs perfectly into the pretty amber and raspberry smells before it disappears. The ending phase is quite gorgeous with the darker, fruity, and old school smells of the raspberry and apricot playing with the amber. I don't smell much musk, and it's still a little soapy. But, in my opinion, these ending smells are the most beautiful, varied, and dynamic part of the perfume. It lasts for about an hour and a half or so.

That’s the main review, though I wrote some small notes below :)

The Bottle: It's pretty. The art on the label and box captures Mephisto well, it's very whimsical and playful! The overall design is versatile. It looks pretty on its own, and it's aesthetically pleasing next to other perfumes. I could also see it fitting in nicely with a Mephisto or AoEx shrine. The only issue I have is with the nozzle. It doesn't distribute the spray evenly and spurts out. This affects the performance of the perfume since it won't dry on the skin as well as a finer mist would. So, I put some into a travel bottle that sprays a finer mist. This helped the scent and longevity a lot.

Longevity: I had trouble with this for a while. All of my perfumes are noticeable after 1 or 2 sprays. I had to spray 6 times to make this last better on my skin. Then I saw that it lasts about 3-4 hours, while most perfumes last at least 6-12 hours on me. So, the longevity of this perfume is weak.

Availability: Proxies like Buyee and FromJapan will not ship this due to restrictions for air mail. You will have to find a reseller in Japan who can ship it to you. This leads to a huge increase in price.

Price: The price will depend on where you live since customs and shipping play a hand in the final price. For reference, I paid $100 through a reseller on eBay. That’s the average price in USD there, so you can use that as a reference to convert into your local currency. At around $100 through a reseller, I don't think it would be worth it to most fans. If you're in Japan, then 30ml at the retail price of $45 / 6,600 yen is probably more justifiable to most people.

Overall Thoughts: I can see this perfume being reflective of Mephisto. A vibrant and playful opening smell that smoothly transitions into a sweeter scent, with a seamless, almost unnoticeable, fade into a tempting, fruity, but still old school type of darkness. I find it very characteristic of him. Do I like the fragrance itself? It is growing on me! It's soapy and citrusy at first, but I do love the ending it has. Plus, it does remind me of Mephisto, so I adore that. If you're a huge fan of Mephisto and/or Blue Exorcist, you might find it justifiable at eBay prices. I don't think it would be worth the $100 price tag to most, though.

[dullgecko]

The Bad kids and they’re pets (minus Adaine cus we already know bout Boggy) (From most of the headcanons I’ve sent in)

(Riz and Roomba) (this is my favorite headcanon)

Riz and the Roomba’s relationship is complicated. It was a gift from Gorgug. At first he just ignored until it sucked up his tail and he had to kick it off of him. Then he kinda of just avoided it at all costs, if it was cleaning the area near his desk, he’s sitting on top of desk.

Then one day it got stuck underneath a book shelf and he made sure to keep an eye on it. He eventually found it a bit entertaining. He eventually started calling it little nicknames and looking for it when he got home. One day it fell down some stairs and he freaked out, called Gorgug and said something along the lines of- “GORGUG HE FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!!” - “Who?” - “GUKGAK JUNIOR- I MEAN THE ROMBA!!”

(Gorgug and Cloaca/Chloe)

Gorgug always loved birds when he was growing up. He liked watching them, listening to them. He even went through the effort as a kid to learn the different species he had living in the tree. Unfortunately birds are fragile, one day Gorgug saw one had died out in front of the tree and he literally went bawling to his parents asking them to heal it. Unfortunately they couldn’t. They had a little funeral and everything.

Ever since then Gorgug been so careful around birds, and as much as he wanted one, never said anything because he didn’t want to risk it. Cloaca was supposed to be his way of having a bird that he could rebuild if he broke it. Unfortunately, Cloaca “sucked.”

Gorgug wanted to rebuild her or start from scratch but didn’t have the heart. Eventually Cloaca started repeating other things and Gorgug decided to keep her around. Now she sleeps on a stand next to his bed and he’s trying to teach her what her actual name is and that she doesn’t suck.

(Fig and Baby)

Fig’s mom is a ranger, so she has a lot of experience with animals. Baxter was her equivalent to a childhood dog. Baby, however is not a dog, or an animal really. He’s just baby. Baby mainly stays in Hell unless Fig summons him, unintentionally usually. Fig kind of views him a pet of sorts, she’s tried to teach him things, like basic math (which failed) and basic reading (also failed).

Sometimes he’s just koala stuck to her leg or following her around. One time he called her mom and she didn’t correct him until he started saying it in front of people and she had to explain that she’s technically not his mom. This made him cry, ugly and hysterically.

(Fabian and Hangman)

After Fabian found out that the Hangman was a hell hound, he was ecstatic. He tried on multiple occasions to get Hangman to switch back into this form, and much to his disappointment, the bike refused. Fabian tried calling him a good boy, offering him treats, playing fetch.

Eventually hangman gave into his masters demand, and turned back. The hangman was a bit ashamed of this form, due to the many years of mistreatment from his master. After hearing this Fabian went all lot trying to heal the Hangman’s “Canine side”, toys, new bed, treats, he even gave him a collar with the sea caster emblem on it.

(Kristen and unnamed dog)

Kristen doesn’t have a pet currently, she did however have a really old childhood dog. She was an old Sun dog (fantasy golden retriever), she was incredibly elderly and yet would still follow after her wherever she went. Kristen adored her, in the middle of the night Kristen would go downstairs and lay on the old smelly dog bed with her.

She used to sit on the porch and wait for Kristen to come back from school. Kristen doesn’t really remember when she passed, all she knew was that day was the first day Helio talked to her.

AHHH THIS WAS SO LONG!! SORRY FOR THE DUMP BUT I LOVE THESE GUYS SO MUCH!!

These are so good I love them <3

Rizs roomba. Stick googly eyes on it and it activates his prey drive. He will perch and watch it like he's hunting and zone out for hours. He makes sure to clean the top of it occasionally (his office gets dusty because it isn't very well sealed) and keeps the sensors clear. He even put a little lip near the door so it won't escape and fall down the stairs again.

Chloe/Cloaca can't get totally rebuilt but he does upgrade her occasionally. Her feathers look a lot nicer and she's getting smarter but she still has the same basic frame. She's Gorgugs first pet though so he doesn't take her into battle because he's sentimental like that.

Baby is more of a menace than a pet but Fig still loves him. Sometimes interacting with him does require an extra headache tablet though.

Hangman will pout and sulk about it but will usually revert to dog-mode when asked. He is currently learning the joys of head scratches and belly rubs (also the goblin seems to be quite intimidated by this form. Hangman managed to chase the hissing menace up a tree once just by barking and remembering it makes him happy).

Kristen still finds herself wishing she had a pet but feels like she's not responsible enough to care for one right now. She gets a quoki pet to fill the void instead because it doesn't matter if she forgets to feed it occasionally.

[grossillygirl]

When i was 18, i like hadn't worn dresses or skirts or anything since i was a kid but i wore a like cute summery dress to the theme park on a school trip (i know, what tf was I thinking💀)

And i didnt know ppl usually wear shorts underneath so i just wore underwear and then i realised 1- everyone could probably see my underwear through my dress cus of the material and 2- when i got on one of the rides it had the bump between ur legs. Meaning my dress had to be lifted in the middle🧍🏽‍♀️ but id waited in line for so long i had to deal with it

[chettyspagetti]

Headcannons I may draw one day who knows but it’s mainly dumb things kids do

-Neil gets his dads attention by tugging on his shirt

-Spacekid has ate bubbles and tried to blow it with his mouth

- Neil will tell Spacekid to do stuff for him and not tell an adult, then tell them like 2 minutes later

-Spacekid and Neil are horrified of Thunderstorms cus they are sensitive to sound and will hide under their covers and cover their ears

- Neil when nervous will mumble all of his words and then not repeat it

- Spacekid tries to copy what other campers do since he can’t see social cues but they ALSO can’t tell social cues well so it’s just the blind leading the blind

-Neil has a favorite parent when he’s a kid and it’s his mom , but as he gets older he likes them both equally (Him and his dad are just Goofy and Max)

-Spacekid canonically can’t read so I assume his handwriting is just shit

-Neil will give up on a hobby if he instantly isn’t good at it (unless it’s to prove a point, then he’ll do whatever it takes to do it)

-Spacekid is scared of the easier bunny I just have a gut feeling about that

Okay some shippy stuff cus I don’t rlly care about cannon

- Neil and Spacekid like to talk about science ofc, but other things like comic books and other nerdy shit (pretty cannon)

-Neil is Nerdy and Spacekid Is Geeky

-Spacekid is a very touchy kid and will find a way to squirm his way next to Neil

- Neil does appreciate how Spacekid is the only kid that listens to him , he’s just too prideful to admit he likes it

-Spacekid can’t tell the difference between friendship and a crush so he fully assumes whatever he feels towards Neil is just really good friendship

-Neil had a melt down when someone suggested he might like Spacekid (he didn’t tell them it was him just vaguely told his feelings towards “someone he knew”) because he was scared if he did like he’d get severely bullied

-Spacekid is super independent, and Neil sure does notice when he ISN’T around. At first it’s nice for a break but later on Neil is very much impatiently waiting for him to come bother him again

-If asked Spacekid will say “Uhh yeah I think Neil’s cool :))” and that’s kinda it so it gives the impression he doesn’t like him like that. Hes just really stupid , and 10!

-Neil journals about his feelings and it’s incredibly embarrassing to do for him. He’s burying his face in his book and rubbing his face hard out of it being hard to think about

-They exclusively hang out at night , it’s less embarrassing for Neil and he can be more open and less stressed . Either in one of their tents , the docks, or general outside (away from everyone else )

- When there is quite moments at night they’ll hold hands for a little bit , and it’s nice

- Spacekid offers his cape as a blanket, and even though it’s gross to Neil he still uses it

-They both have no idea what any of this means and both are too scared to move forward in any way

Neil doesn’t want to accept he feels like this (biphobia), especially because it’s Spacekid . Spacekid would much rather keep the friendship then try to push for something more and loose it . And so a stale mate ensues (this is when they are older like middle school when they are more aware)

[the-fallen-collective]

i hate not being able to speak up about my pain to my parents

its always been neglected, but i know if i say its been happening for like a year or so now, theyll dismiss it cus they “didnt see it” but thats just because it was always dismissed or i got in trouble or never helped, i just learned to hide it and not say anything

i refuse to tell my parents about anything until it becomes bad, theres been times ill get sick and just not say anything until i end up having to go home from school nearly blacking out from fever or clawing at my throat and gasping for air because my airways would close and i wouldnt be able to breathe despite having signs beforehand

my parents have even dismissed my asthma that the doctors have been saying i have since i was a toddler, they never believed any of the doctors (and we moved a lot, so a lot of doctors have told them). Despite needing inhalers and having a machine at home to supply me oxygen, despite having to be rushed to the ER often when i was a young child

it is horrifying as a child, a little small child, from 4-6 years old, waking up in the middle of the night completely unable to breathe and having to stumble my way through the dark to parents room and shake one of them awake while im gasping for air that wont enter my lungs so they can get me hooked up to the machine i used to need

its not bad now, sometimes i might need an inhaler but still. I only just recently remembered some of these things, or only just recently realized how scary these things are

ive been neglected a lot, dismissed and ignored and not believed, even when several doctors tell my parents otherwise, they just refuse to believe there could be anything wrong with me

A few months ago, i had to leave school early because i was sick and on the way home, my mom just got mad at me and told me off for being sick so much and she decided to just limit my phone usage, cut out sweets by a lot, and make work out everyday because “we cant find out whats wrong with you” (guess what mother, ive been tested for only a few things, and only for easily found temporary sickness, nothing else) so apparently its my fault now!

[veneerpossibly]

TROLLSONA INFO!!

This is my Trollsona named Sneeby!! (The digital art was made by my friend!) This is his entire lore, his timeline, information from his younger self, his aesthetics, his relationships, and a lil stimboard!

SNEEBY INFO

Sneeby is a purple-skinned, green-haired, sleepy-ass little troll. He is literally a sleepy little guy, very jolly, and overall very loveable.

Full name: Sneeby Eeby Deeby

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Traits: Sleepy, loyal, kind, and jolly

SNEEBYS KINDA INSANE AND A LITTLE WEIRD BACKSTORY

Back when Sneeby was 15 (2015, he was born in 2000) he once slept for so long that his family thought he had passed away during his slumber. so up until he was 23, he was buried alive in a grave. Around 2016 when his parents were eaten by Bergen's and all his siblings fled from his old home, his grave was basically forgotten and completely abandoned for years to come.

HOW SNEEBY WAS FOUND ALIVE

Poppy and Branch were traveling through the forest as they wanted to expand Troll village. They stumbled upon the grave and Poppy wanted to make the grave nice and clean again, aswell as bringing the grave closer to troll village to honor him. As they were digging up the grave to transport the casket, they heard Sneeby trashing around, discovering that he was still alive. How is he still alive after not eating food or drinking water for years straight? idk man!

SNEEBYS TRAUMA

Obviously, Sneeby has trauma stemming from being buried alive and the thoughts of death. The biggest fears for Sneeby is gross icky bugs, and the worst of all is being cramped into small spaces. My guy was LITTERALLY buried alive! Cramped spaces make him uncomfortable and make him feel shortness of breath, on the brink of passing out sometimes. Bugs also really gross him out, worms even grosser to him. He remembers coming out of the grave with bugs and worms infesting his hair and ears. He's utterly grossed out by the creatures and rightfully so. Graveyards and death mentions bother him quite a lot. Graveyards cus he was buried alive, and cus his parents are dead. 👍

LITTLE INFO OF HIM IN MIDDLE SCHOOL AND HIGH SCHOOL

My guy was an MMO, Tumblr, deviant art, discord, brony boy. Thats all I'm going to say until the official Sneeby middle school and high school art drops.

THE FULL TIMELINE

2000 - Sneeby Eeby Deeby is born on Dec 4th

2006 - Sneeby enters Kindergarten, hes a chubby lil troll with little chompers that stick out

2011 - Sneeby goes into middle school, he's a complete computer internet nerd.

2014 - Sneeby goes into highschool, still a COMPLETE puter nerd and dresses the same

2014 Nov - Sneeby meets his current friend group

2015 Feb - Sneeby meets Strawbella and asks her out

2015 June - Sneeby is buried alive, declared dead

2016-2017 -Sneebys parents go missing, presumebly eaten by bergens

2023 - Sneeby is found by Poppy and Branch, and brought to troll village where be reunites with his friends and girlfriend

2024 - Sneeby find where he used to live, only to find it was abandoned and he was told about his parents' death

AESTHETICS AND INSPOS

Sneeby didn't have any direct inspiration while being created if I'm being entirely honest. I'd say the characters that correlate with Sneeby is My Melody, Guedatama, Pusheen, Kirby, and Bob from Animal Crossing. I can't name his exact aesthetic. Sweets, nature, sleepy, babyish, cozy, soft, pastel, characters, and overall a cute aesthetic that I can't exactly name. Maybe some type of kawaii or something. If you have any suggestions to what this aesthetic would be called lmk!

HIS RELATIONSHIPS

Sneeby is dating one of my other trollsonas, her name being Strawbella. I plan on making a post like this entirely about her since she also has an entire backstory and timeline. He is best friends with 2 of my friends trollsonas, having a little trio!

THANK YOU FOR READING! :3

Sorry for this super long post, I just feel super passionate about my trollsonas, especially this one. I really appreciate if you read this entire thing! I hope to make posts like this for all my trollsonas as I have a ton, and they all connect. Anyways, here's the Sneeby stimboard! (Also, I am completely accepting of fanart and questions! I can provide a ref sheet.)