#ehhh forgot the name

[hakucho-art]

Pwetty boy

[bejeousdoodle]

Petra drawing + doodles

[13eyond13]

Well I guess I'm officially all caught up on IWTV now AMA

[softgrungeprophet]

me writing the Kaine parts of my AU timelines like, "i need to make sure the contract killing background is realistic in my fanfiction about a superhuman clone who can shoot silk cement spikes out of his wrists"

to be fair i do also have a bunch of comic book pseudoscience bullshit in my notes about both the cloning and the spikes so really it's just all in line with everything else

[jedi-hawkins]

Callsign: Omega

post-s3 finale head cannons (spoilers, duh)

Omega, she’s become one of the most famous pilots for the rebellion.

She names her x-wing “Havoc 5” for her brothers

Of course it has their ct numbers written across the back, right behind the cockpit, for they’re always watching her six. She can't see them when she's flying, and frankly doesn't look at the worn numbers there every day, but they're there always.

The belly of her x-wing is covered in tally marks. The blue ones are for each clone she’s helped free, an ohmage to a clone her brother Echo told her about, ARC-5555. The black ones are for every other being she's helped free. And the red ones, those are for the lives that have passed on and become one with the Force.

On part of her landing gear is a blue pawprint.

On her helmet she only has five things painted, a knife, a crosshair, a tooka doll, a handprint, and a pair of goggles.

On the shoulder of her flight suit, she adds another CF 99 patch, just like the one on her jacket.

She goes by callsign “Omega” for she is the last. The end. The final thing her enemies will see, the last thing the Empire will feel as it falls. She is the being that brings an end to the suffering that so many clones have faced as wards of the Empire when she shows up to liberate them. Omega.

Bonus: The first time she returns to Pabu, Hunter immediately notices the nose art she's chosen to paint on her shuttle, the one built from the Marauder's salvage. It's a stark replica of the nose art that once adorned the original ship, back in the Clone Wars. His stomach plummets and he can't even find the words. As his daughter strolls down the ramp, she immediately bursts into laughter at the look on his face.

Her brothers, Crosshair and Wrecker stroll into the courtyard, the larger of the two asking loudly, "What's so funny, 'Meg?"

"I think that is what's so funny." The lankier one replies, gesturing to the nose of the shuttle with his left hand. He's forgone his prosthetic today. Some days he wears it, others he chooses to wear his cap with pride.

Wrecker scratches his beard and both his eyes widen, "WAIT- IS THAT?"

"So, it would seem." Crosshair says, placing a toothpick between his lips. "Breathe, Hunter." He says pointedly at his brother, who still looks like a deer caught in headlights.

"I-uhh. It's good to have you home, Omega." He finally stutters out.

He wraps his arms around her tightly as always, but his eyes are still glued to the hull of her shuttle. "Done some decorating, I see?"

"Yeah." She replies simply, giving Wrecker and Crosshair their own due hugs. "You like it?"

"It certainly is... something." Hunter gets out, stumbling over his words yet again.

"I found the image in some old Republic files we recovered, it reminded me of something I saw as a kid, but I don't remember where." She says, coming to stand beside Hunter again.

"Ehhh... Omega." Her father groans, running a hand through his greying hair. "Do you... Do you remember what the Marauder looked like when we first met?"

She turns to him. "No, why do you ask?"

Hunter finally peels his eyes away from the shuttle to face his daughter. "That picture you found... That was... That was the Marauder, that's where you know it from. You only saw it once. We scrubbed it off as soon as we decided to come back to Kamino for you."

"Really? I had no recollection." Omega tries to stop the grin from spreading across her face, but she can't help it, and Hunter, still perceptive as always scoffs at her.

"Why you little..." He growls at her, stifling his own laughter.

"I think she knows..." Crosshair chimes in, running his hand through his silver locks.

Wrecker's jaw drops, "Wait, you know where that's from?"

Omega shakes her head at her brothers. "Of course I know, I never forgot how awkward you all were when I asked about it. It didn't click exactly why until I found that old picture. Thought I'd bring it back for old time's sake, eh Hunter?"

Hunter's eyes widen as words escape him once again.

"Kidding," Omega teases. "I just wanted to see what your reaction would be."

Crosshair steps closer to the shuttle to examine the paint job. "Though this has been wildly entertaining, it might be best for you to scrub it, 'Mega."

Omega crosses her arms. "Why? You did it first little brother."

His eyes narrow at his sister, he's the only one she ever pulls that with and though he secretly loves it, she can't know that. "I mean it." He says sternly, pointing his toothpick at her. "Otherwise, Hunter is going to have an aneurysm every time you come home."

Omega looks to the clone beside her, just barely an inch shorter than her now. She places a hand on his shoulder, "Of course I'll scrub it. Echo thought the idea was hilarious. Plus, it gave me an opening to show you this."

She gently reaches into her bag and brings out a holoframe, turning it so Hunter can see. It looks just like any other quick photo taken in a Republic shipyard. Troopers are milling around in the back, by the looks of the landscape it might've been Ryloth. The focus of the photo, however, is a black Omicron-class attack shuttle and five clone commandos posed in front of it in red and black armor.

Their helmets are off, their faces young and confident, proud of their most recent mission. Though, the sniper has a rifle held in his right hand, and the one crouched in front doesn't have his goggles on. But it's clear who it is, all five of them. And on the nose of the attack shuttle behind them, is the striking portrait of the last senator of Naboo.

[moonsoupstar-ao3]

Do you guys remember that Rin can understand the demon language? Like, sure, everyone can see and hear demons, but I had only seen Rin understanding low-mid level demon's gibberish (like in one of the first arcs, I think it was during the ehhh exwire test? When they're attacked by the eye patch teacher (I FORGOT HIS NAME SORRY) Ne-something, and he ran to distract one of the demons by making it follow him, and the demons said "my prince... sorry..." And Rin was like "huh? What?") ALSO KURO, no one but Rin (and I presume other demons?) can understand him YET

[inventedsanity]

if lavender in june turns out to be a het romance then i will just die cause the black haired has such good potential with the pink haired character and she also gives such aromantic specturm vibes too

I would like to thank Lavender in June for giving me the opportunity to dislike a male character for getting in the way of my sapphic ship

[ladykailitha]

Royal Pain Part 21

Hello! We're back with more Royal Pain. For the person(s) that thought the kiss meant the nearing of the end of the story: NOPE! We still have a bit to get through plot wise. Plus I don't usually go through past them getting together, and wanted to explore that a little before the end.

Also, where have my commenters gone? I used to get 10 or so comments a post and the last part of "Well Met By Moonlight" only had one. My usual commenters just didn't. If I have suggested in anyway that I don't like comments or don't appreciate them, know that I really, really do! And I miss it when people who used comment don't anymore. I'm not going to name names because this isn't a callout post, just a concern, I guess.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20

Today we have a replay reaction to the kiss by the Royal Pain crew, Wayne being wise (and mention of a ring that has always been a thing in the story, I just forgot to put it in before this oops!) and Chrissy getting some advice.

***

To say that Steve was practically squealing from joy when he got to his car would be an understatement. He put his bluetooth earpiece in his right ear and immediately called Robin.

“Are you okay?” she asked as soon as she picked up.

“Eddie kissed me!” he giggled excitedly.

“No fucking way!” she gasped.

“Not yet anyway,” he said slyly, pulling into traffic.

“Steven Joseph Harrington!” Robin squeaked. “You don’t get to make dirty puns like that unless I’m in hitting distance.”

Steve laughed. “Joseph isn’t my middle name.”

He could hear her snap her fingers. “I’ll guess it eventually.”

“It’s been nearly a decade and you still haven’t guessed it,” he reminded her. “I can make it harder though...”

“Don’t you dare!” she hissed. There was silence for a moment. “You can’t make it harder, can you?”

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “I can actually, but you told me not to.”

He could feel her narrow her eyes from across town as she weighed her options.

“Go ahead,” she said haughtily. “I don’t think you can.”

Steve grinned. “I have two middle names and you’ve never guessed either one.”

“You do not!” Robin hissed. “There is no way!”

“My parents were super traditional,” he told her. “My middle names come from each of my grandfathers.”

“Oh my god,” she said, “that makes so much sense.”

Steve licked his lips and waited. Five, four, three, two–

“Don’t you change the subject, Steven!” Robin came back. “Eddie kissed you.”

“He did indeed,” Steve said, “and I will tell you all about it when I get back to the shop. I’m like three minutes away.”

“I want to know everything!”

“I promise.”

*

Steve got to the shop and everyone was standing around the front counter, chins propped up on their hands, blinking at him expectantly.

He shook his head. “Menaces, the lot of you.”

Erica batted her eyelashes. “Yeah, but you like menaces.”

Steve tilted his head to the side and then nodded. “Yeah, yeah. But first I have to tell about my lunch with Wayne.”

Erica and Chrissy groaned, pushing off the counter and rolling their eyes. Robin and Argyle stayed in position though.

“Trust me,” Steve said holding his hands up, “it’s relevant to the story.”

“This better be good, Harrington,” Chrissy snarked.

“Oh it will be,” he said with a smile, “I promise.”

He started telling them everything. Wayne’s approval, the confrontation with Quinn, Eddie coming to the rescue, the kiss.

“Lunch was definitely relevant, dude,” Argyle said. “Getting parental approval is super important in a relationship. Especially if they’re close.”

Steve nodded. “So does the story live up the hype?” he asked the girls.

Robin rolled her eyes. “I suppose.”

Chrissy giggled. “It was so cute, Stevie. I’m happy for you!”

Steve waited for Erica, who sat there tapping her lips for a moment. She cocked her head. “Ehhh...it was all right.”

Everyone protested, talking over each other.

She burst out laughing. “God, you guys so easy. Of course it was awesome. Super sweet, too.”

Steve opened his mouth to say something when the bell over the door sounded, announcing the arrival of his next client.

He turned to greet them as everyone but Robin scattered. As much as he would love to gossip about his newly minted love life, he had clients that wanted tattoos.

*

Eddie kept licking his lips the whole way to his apartment.

“What made you change your mind?” Wayne asked. “About dating Steve? Him saying ‘I love you’?”

Eddie bit his lip and shook his head. “I had made the decision before that. It was just with Seth stalking me, I didn’t want to get Steve hurt if Seth thought we were together.”

Wayne nodded. “If Seth would threaten Steve over being your friend and tattoo artist, I shudder to think what he would have done if your relationship was more serious.”

“In fact I was going to tell him before Seth threatened him,” Eddie said with a sigh. “We had plans to have dinner at his place and I was going to tell him then.”

“But then Seth showed up?” Wayne asked.

Eddie nodded. “And then that night, I was going to at least let him know that after the whole thing with Seth got resolved, I was going to kiss the hell out him, but that didn’t work out either.”

Wayne tilted his head to the side. “What do you mean?”

“That was the night he ran into an ex,” Eddie explained. “The ex. The one that broke his heart. Found out a whole bunch of other shit that night, too. I spent most of the night trying to console him.”

“So the stars finally aligned today, then?” Wayne asked.

“About god damned time, too,” Eddie agreed fiercely.

Wayne hummed. “He’s good for ya, Ed. I don’t think I’ve seen you this happy in a long time. Even when Seth was breathing down your neck, you were more solid. You had your friends, but with Steve standing beside you, you looked like you could handle whatever the world threw at you as long as you had him.”

Eddie blushed, annoyed that driving kept him from ducking his head or shoving hair in his mouth to cover the flush on his cheeks. “He makes me feel brave, because he’s been through shit too and he’s still standing. Still moving forward each day. I love that about him.”

“Good.”

They drove the rest of the trip in silence. When they got back to the apartment they chatted as Eddie helped Wayne pack for his journey back to Hawkins.

“I want to see you both come Labor Day,” Wayne growled. “No excuses, you hear?”

Eddie nodded. “Yes, sir.” He gave him a jaunty salute.

It looked absolutely ridiculous coming from a long haired metalhead and Wayne’s snort cinched it.

Eddie grinned but gave him a gentle shove. “Steve wasn’t lying when he said that was the plan, by the way. We had been talking about taking him down to meet you since the first week of us becoming friends.”

Wayne nodded sagely. “I understand that he’s not close with his parents.”

“It was big ole mess,” Eddie said softly. “His parents are very recently divorced, like it was finalized last month, recent.”

Wayne hummed. “I remember you saying something about that,” he said. “At least you had an uncle who cared when your parents decided to be shit, it doesn’t seem like Steve had that option.”

“He was close to his grandpa though,” Eddie murmured. “On his mom’s side. He was really broken up when the man died.”

Wayne zipped up his suitcase. “How old was Steve?”

Eddie shrugged. “Young. Eight or nine. His grandfather got cancer before his mom met his dad. His grandpa had struggled with the disease before it finally took him. Steve said that it had ravaged so much of his body that his death certificate was like a laundry list of possible causes of death. Heart failure, kidney failure, cancer...you name it, it was probably on the damn thing.”

“That ring he wears all the time,” Wayne asked, “that his grandfather’s?”

Eddie nodded. “His dad tried to take it for years, saying it inappropriate to leave to a little boy.”

“Only he wasn’t going to stay a little boy forever,” Wayne said. “I guessing that since he still has it, his mom interfered?”

“Maureen Harrington wasn’t going to be winning any best mom awards at any point in Steve’s life,” Eddie scoffed, “but she did do some shit and hiding that ring was one of them.”

“I’m glad he had someone looking out for him,” Wayne said. “I’m sorry it wasn’t all the time. But he at least had something some of the time.”

“He’s not jealous of me or Robin,” Eddie said, “Or anyone of his friends that have a good home life. He’s happy with his found family. He loves them as though they are blood.”

Wayne smiled. “I’m happy for you, Ed. You’ve got something real special with Steve.”

Eddie blushed. “I love him.”

“I think the whole world knows it’s mutual at this point,” Wayne said with a small shake of his head.

Eddie just grinned.

*

Steve grinned as Chrissy wandered out of her room for the third time today. The first time was that she forgot her purse in her car. The second time it was because she had a question for Robin (completely made up and not something that was essential at all to her job). The third time it was because she wanted to ask Robin if she wanted anything from the deli on the corner for lunch.

Could you tell that Vickie was being trained by Robin today?

Vickie put her hand on Robin’s arm to get her to slow down in her nervous and very rapid fire explanation of the phone system and Steve thought Chrissy was going to explode.

Chrissy was wearing a pink blouse with spaghetti straps and white lacy cardigan over the tightest jeans Steve had ever seen and he’s been to a lot of Corroded Coffin shows. Her hair was up in an artfully messy ponytail and her makeup was tasteful and very pink.

Steve was just grateful she hadn’t paired the outfit with anything high heeled and instead chose white ballet flats. He was always worried someone was going to sprain their ankles in high heels walking on their hardwood floors.

He winced as Chrissy’s poor attempt at flirting fell flat.

“Oh,” Robin said, “Steve already ordered him and me Chinese, sorry.”

“I’d love something though,” Vickie said brightly. “Do they have a turkey club?”

Chrissy sputtered for a moment before she nodded meekly. “Yeah.”

“Great!” Vickie continued. “Just let me know how much and I’ll wire you the funds.”

Chrissy nodded again and with a squeak, dashed back into her room. Steve watched as Vickie’s smile turned knowing.

He shook his head and went to go talk to his apprentice.

“Someone’s got a crush,” he said, leaning against the door frame, with his arms folded.

Chrissy threw her arms in the air. “At least you noticed. I don’t think she has.”

Steve chuckled and made his way over to her, swinging the door shut behind him.

“I love her,” he said sitting down on her client lounger, “but she absolutely loses her head when a pretty girl is around. Gay, straight, bi. Doesn’t matter she becomes an absolute mess.”

“I’ve noticed,” Chrissy said bitterly. She thought about Vickie and Mandy and how Robin was just goo around them.

He hummed, knowing exactly what she was thinking. “Here’s the thing though, you are one hundred percent ahead of the game compared to the other two girls.”

Chrissy scoffed. “What makes you think that?”

Steve grinned. “Mandy has a boyfriend, soon to be fiance and Vickie could be bisexual. But she could also be straight. Robin knows you’re a lesbian. You have the advantage of her knowing where she stands with you.”

Chrissy blinked. “Oh.”

“You want to get the girl?” Steve asked. She nodded. “Then you’ve got to step up your game. Time to woo her and not just flirt with her.”

Chrissy chewed on her lip. “But how do I do that?”

Steve shook his head. “Well for starters, paying attention. Robin and I always get Chinese on Fridays.”

She blinked for a moment, pulled out her phone and then the light bulb went off above her head. “Oops.”

“Yeah...”

She took a deep breath. “Do you think I have a chance?”

“She thinks the cheerleading thing is scary hot, so...”

Chrissy grinned. “It’s short skirt, isn’t it?”

Steve shrugged. “And the cute little socks.”

Chrissy laughed. “Can’t forget those.”

He turned to walk away, but she stopped him. “Thanks for this, Steve. I know you didn’t have to.”

Steve just smiled softly and then walked out of the room, leaving her alone with her thoughts. Thoughts on how to get the girl of her dreams.

***

Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Epilogue

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[voldermorlostnose]

OLDER

OLDER// PART THREE

"Ah! I'm so sorry!! I got grease all over your hand"

you snapped out of your trance when you realized your hand covered in black slimy grease but you didn't mind you get to hold his hand after all that was more than enough for you. "wait let me get a towel for you"

"Eh- its fine-" your stuttered words fell on deaf years as he already left to get the towel. you took the chance to calm your heart, the blush slowly subsided as you take in deep breath and gaze at your hand, if it wasn't for the grease you would have never wash your hand today.

"Sorry about that i forgot my hand was covered in grease here you go" he smiled awkwardly a bead of sweat on his forehead as he handed you the wet towel, you hummed in response and take the towel from him wiping your hands clean

"its okay" you muttered softly, the feeling of his warm hand still there on your hand, you wiped off your hand and gave back the towel to him, he tossed the towel aside and took the chance to examine you. he can just tell right away that you're a kid a highschooler maybe? and with the bag it seems you had just returned from cram school or you were on your way.

"Ah so" he sat down on the wooden cupboard gaze up at you "What brings you here?[Name]"

"Ah- well" you look away trying to think of an excuse why did you come here in the first place? nothing you just let your leg go wherever it wanted and you ended up here 'nothing just your beauty attracts me here darling' OF COURSE NOT YOU CAN'T SAY THAT! you internally slapped yourself and cringe at yourself.

"I was just...uhm..." your eyes darted around the place refusing to meet his eyes "I was just killing some time..." Shinichiro noticed your actions and chuckled softly, taking a cigarette out of his pocket "killing time, huh?" he lit up his cigarette and take a long drag, which you found extremely hot!! 'stay focus name! stay focus!!'

"I was surprised you know" he started making you turn to him "you always walked passed by my store and never came in so it surprise me to see you here today, by my side" he smiled at you....wait- WAIT WHAT!

It was as if a lightning had struck you! he noticed you??!! the man you had been drooling over from across had noticed you!! train of thoughts ran in your mind as you tried to get it through your head "Y-you noticed me? Me??" you pointed to yourself still not believing him. Shinichiro burst out in laughter as he saw your confuse look "Of course! how can I not notice such a beauty like you"

'this flirt!' you thought as your cheeks heat up again and took a step back "I-I should get going"

His laughter die down and was replaced with a hint of disappointment "Ehhh you're leaving so soon?" he pouted like a kid and twirl the cigarette between his long slender fingers. "y-yes I have French class so...I have to go" you took a step back and bit your lips a habit you have when you're nervous. he sigh and took a long dragged and puff out the smoke, glancing up at you with a gentle and charming smile "Well then see you next time [Name]-chan"

Your heart flutters as your name rolled out smooth from his tongue sending shiver down your spine, the hair at the back of your neck standing up 'Y-yes I-I'll see you soon!" you flushed and bow politely and sprinted off your heart pounding on your chest about to leap off from your body, you cheered in your head at your today's interaction with your crush.

Shin took a drag of his cigarette and chuckled to himself

'What a cute girl'

SORRY READERS IF THE CHAPTERS ARE TOO SHORT I'LL TRY TO MAKE LONGER NEXT TIME AND THANK YOU FOR READING!! LOVE YOU ALL!!

[the-marron]

Powerless. Powerless and starving, that's how the Little Ghost King begins and this is how he should end, devouring the spirits until he meets something that will be strong enough to devour him and not leave a trace of him ever existing. It is not what happens.

Reverent. That's what the Little Ghost King feels the very first time he sees the mountain god, too pure to touch - the deity should punish him for even daring to think about an embrace, he should smite him for the mere hope, for the dark urges that make the Ghost King utter this wish out loud, and yet… It is not what happens.

Inconsolable. That is not a word sufficient enough to describe the feeling that tears at the Ghost King from within once Kunlun is gone - alone, with the divine ordainment upon him, the Ghost King reads and searches, desperate to find apt words that would let him understand his own torment, to name it. It does not happen.

Devoted. That's what Shen Wei is to Zhao Yunlan, a devoted protector and occasional aid, and this is already much more than he would ever allow himself to have: it will be a good memory to hold onto as he eventually dissolves in chaos, except… This is not what happens. Zhao Yunlan doesn't let it happen.

Exhilarated. There are no other words Shen Wei can use when he enters their shared home, walks the rooms that will be theirs, than they can walk through for eternity if heavens are willing - it doesn't feel possible and might never feel that way fully, but as Shen Wei gazes upon their bed, he is overtaken with a new emotion that he cannot find the words for, but doesn't truly need to. The tragedy the Little Ghost King was meant to be, didn't happen. Wasn't allowed to happen. Shen Wei feels Zhao Yunlan's arms around his waist and lets the new feeling envelop him whole.

A fill for @guardianbingo bonus round 'Pride'.

Written because I cannot resist a new shiny badge, ehhh. I don't have the time but the baaaadge 😩

Anyways, here is my short fill. How does it fit the 'pride' prompt, you ask? Well, aside from the paragraphs, it's all about 'pride' as in 'vanity, arrogance' and here we have TGK/SW deciding he knows how his story will go, that he is the one writing it - he forgot to take a literal god into account here ~ A short experiment more than a fic, but it should count, I hope?

[hana-bobo-finch]

woah!!!!! it’s pdbc characters lore dump time (can’t call em OCs when half of the ones listed are technically not……….whatever)

tis but a brief summary of a few characters bc I can’t get into them fully, or we’d be here all day. but nonetheless, quick overviews and quick doodles. just because.

uurghghghg first of all Gourdie. I think I’ve mentioned her before? I love her heehee. I would get into the whole fish daughter more but she doesn’t have a set design yet soooo. anyway yeah Gourdie. she is great. she somehow survives by the end but at what cost!!! did not mention it here but one other thing is that she’s accidentally killed someone!!! Whoops!!! It was in self defense, kinda, but even with the almost nonexistent morals most of my characters have that’s still a universal no no, so she never told anyone and blamed it on a bear attack (why a bear would choose to kill someone by throwing a rock at them instead of, yknow, mauling them, is something that was somehow never questioned). anyway I love her

mmmm next up is less of a fleshed out character and more so just…whatever it is. Couldn’t really get into the details of it all here but maybe I will in the future cause I think the illusions are cool………mostly just mentioning this fella bc he’s important to The Lore. Also noooo I can’t believe I forgot to mention it here, but like I said before, Turtlemeister was (maybe) the one who summoned this thing in the first place!!

my beloved……uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu love her SO much. hey guys look it’s one of those ocs that aren’t technically original. Don’t even ask how I managed to twist a character who was in the source material for 7 panels into one of my favorite characters, I don’t know either and I don’t want to think about it too hard bc it makes me feel like a very bizarre person. I wish I could get into her more she is SO awesome and funny. I feel like she comes across as really depressing in the description but she really isn’t lmao she might be a Little traumatized but no more than everyone else….she’s just chillin half the time. UUUURRGHH love her so much……………unfortunately she is, as I said, dead. anyway who’s up next

OH GREAT HEAVENS.

NOT EVEN GONNA TRY TO FIT EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS FREAK IN ONE IMAGE. WHAT THE HELL. TOP 10 PUMPKIN DADDY OF ALL TIME. ERM. UH. WGHERE DO I STAFT. HUH. UHHHHHHH so he is objectively the best and if you disagree you’re wrong. favorite character ever he is the only reason PDBC exists. genuinely will not be able to list even half the things about this pumpkin bastard but I will rapid fire go over whatever pops into my head first

Has a citrus fruit addiction. Allergic to horses. License plate is NOVFD. once ate part of his own leg by mistake because it was in a roast beef sandwich at a concert. is scared of gloves (except for one (allegedly) magical glove named Lucretius). Is scared of King Arthur and the knights of the round table. was once a professional wrestler but had to quit because his opponent Tried To Fucking Kill Him. That’s kinda an important aspect I should go into more but I won’t because this is long enough already. Anyway. hates saltine crackers. technically has hundreds of children depending on what you count as children. they’re not biological children they’re…….ehhh that’s not worth getting into. sorta like the whole fish daughter thing but way more complicated. Has some weird biyearly peach scavenger hunt tradition??? learned to break the laws of physics and all he did was make a beach on the ceiling. is a pyromaniac and has set so much stuff on fire. Including himself but that was by accident. Has a complete monopoly on almost every business down to the smallest of industries like umbrellas. Has a band that makes…songs of debatable quality, on topics such as leprechauns. Somehow has never killed anyone. There are hundreds of thousands of people who want him dead. He likes banana bread and will break into your house to give you some.

As I’m typing this out it sounds like his entire purpose is to be random but I can assure you this all has explanations and he’s surprisingly rather normal. just wanted to clear that up back to what I was saying

He has a grudge against a family of woodpeckers (they wronged him). He has Many Mushroom Memorabilia. He has a bunch of pet mice, his favorite of which was tragically killed by some sicko working at a home improvement company. His dead mice are laid to rest in a mausoleum (GET IT???? MAUSOLEUM??? MAUS!??? GERMAN FOR MOUSE! ! ). he has a medical condition in which your brain physically operates too quickly which can lead to adverse side effects. the second the first snowflake falls he decorates for Christmas (including a living deer with LED lights tied around it). He’s friends with a little alien named Blarg. He has an abnormally low body temperature. He hates Mickey Mouse, and a moth named Michael moth (I think that’s its name?) because it eats his ties. Oh yeah he’s an ungulate, don’t remember why. Has pet llamas whose hair he uses to knit sweaters. Once got hit by a plane. Has had hundreds of thousands of strokes. Has fallen off a mountain (the incident was filmed and used in a commercial). Has the bizarre curse to constantly injure his heel. Once gave out baby pigs that he rescued from a slaughterhouse. Worked in the mines. O’chunks from super paper Mario crashed his wedding. He likes the letter M. He’s scared of snoopy. He’s allergic to turkey. Has little gopher versions of himself. Gets attacked by bugs often. Has high serotonin levels. Absolutely despise mystical creatures called Dinkies and would exterminate them all if it was allowed. I have no idea if he’s dead or not he just disappeared with only a cryptic email left in his wake. A skeleton once threw chemicals at him. Has a cat named shart. Can play guitar and piano. weird….cat….thing….I don’t even know man I can’t explain any of this in a way that makes sense. Maybe someday I will go into further detail but for now you just get an incomplete list of random things I remembered. he has a cohesive narrative I proooomise. if yall want a complete deep dive into him I will provide you with such, but unless there is demand I will spare you guys from having to deal with all of that stuff because it is A Lot.

anyway. face burning in embarrassment. here are my silly little guys thx for reading (coughs up blood)

[fairykazu]

CHAPTER NINE: AN INVITATION

the sun peeked out through the blinds, scaramouche's eyes fluttering open. his hand patted around the bed, as if something or someone was missing. jolting up when he realized that the feline was gone, he looked around, worried. just before he remembered, he wasn't my cat. he's name's cat. but even though, he had only spent a fraction of living with tofu versus tofu with name, he felt like he has bonded with the black kitten.

he sighed, stretching back, noticing a new notification on his phone.

// tofu's (real) parent, name: hey, cat thief!

what the hell? he was just thinking of your cat and you texted him. maybe this is a chance. a universe from the gods even. wait what is he thinking? is he really thinking of using you for your cat?

maybe...

he swiped your notifcations open, he has nothing else to do. well, that's a little mean to say. you were nice enough to even be "co-parents" with him. not to mention, all of his friends are busy and childe's probably be out with yoimiya.

what the hell does she mean by be back??

accept call from unknown number?

he accepted the call. "holy shit." your phone was facing you at first until you flipped it to the ceiling. meows were heard in the background.

scaramouche sat outright on his bed,"what?"

"i didn't think you'd pick up." you replied, nervously laughing.

"well, you said, you have my number, right? is tofu doing alright?"

"well," you propped the camera up, holding tofu. you were probably thankful he gave you a chance to change the topic. "of course, he is. look, tofu, it's the thief who stole you!!" tofu meowed, his eyes gleaming.

scaramouche smiled faintly when he saw the black feline. "hi, tofu... sorry for calling you raven."

tofu seemed to look at him judgmentally, "meow! mew miao."

"that's kind of mean to say, tofu. you don't call people bastards."

scaramouche raised a brow, "do you actually understand what he's saying?"

tofu glared at him as he mumbled a sorry. he can't believe he's getting humbled by a cat. "well, at least, i think i do. i had tofu since i was a kid, y'know? anyway, tofu, it's your day to pick out what place you want to go. we forgot to make content when you were out." you chided your cat. his cat? both of yours's cat?

"meeow."

"cat cafe is the usual but maybe we can change it up. cat thief," do you even know his name? "do you have any ideas where to bring him? where did you bring him?"

"the park? the library?" he suggested. but he noticed the ideas would be shot down by the way you looked at him.

"wouldn't they restrict him from it?" you asked as he waved his hand as an "ehhh" motion.

"not if you have money." he flexed. wait, why is he flexing this? is this arrogant? nah.

he watched your face fall. "YOURE RICH?????"

scaramouche didn't really want you to know his actual background. he was surprised that you didn't recognize him from the raiden industry or whatever his mother's doing. "something from the lines of that." he changed the subject. "so what's a place you haven't went with tofu?"

"anywhere with cats are allowed. i think, we could do that trend of whatever they touch, i'd buy."

"do you have enough money for that?"

"i think so."

scaramouche offered the idea, he might as well go, "i'd come." plus, tofu would be there and you, he guess. you're kind of cute but also tofu would be there.

"REALLY?"

"yeah, can i wear a mask though?"

"of course, whatever makes you comfortable. thank you so much! ill send you the location."

scaramouche waved bye as you ended the call. is it a bit crazy for letting this happen? if this attraction to you turns into something more, he has to end this.

masterlist previously + next

theres the newest member in the cat cafe you regularly visit after school. hes kind of cute in a cat-looklike way. but then you realize, oh shit thats the thief who stole my cat!!

the cat cafe notes: - kokomi and childe's pfps changed because the app lost it TT - i forgot name's a content creator

@whycantscarabereal @sakiimeo @cofijelli @xiaosonlybeloved @shewolfmiko @ash-in-lavender @kunisblog @beriiov @scaraapologist @sentieence @vodkistt @ynkinnie @naheana @jaiistg @liliumaraneae @featuredtofu @violettathewriter @xiaossocksniffer @karma-gisa @kazemiya @quacking-simp @neuvilutz @yumiaur

[otterlywyrdarts]

Drawing characters from Delicious in Dungeon from memory.... Ehhh. I forgot her name. Please help. I hope I drew her right enough for someone to help me.

[snackugaki]

I was semi-joking last post but ....she’s so fun to draw wtffff

Following 2007 and Rise Splinter’s example, Bay Splinter absolutely watches soaps, teleseryes, telenovelas, and dramas and Venus watches some with him 

Casey taught them how to make their own skates, so now the entire sewer is an impromptu skating rink 

... I forgot that Leo, Donnie and Mikey’s shoes actually match (as much as they could make their custom frankenshoes match-- Mikey’s is like 98% duct tape and bandage wraps tbh; “But they’re still chucks underneath...!”) I just subconsciously went Punky Brewster on her shoewear. problem is I like both. so. nyeh.

have I settled on the size of her tesse--- hahahahhahahhahhahhha no.

in a brighter timeline, if they did a 3rd movie or just put both scrotes in and pumped out TMNT movies like they have Transformers movies I’d guess Venus, Jennika, Slash, Tokka, Rahzar, whoever were probably whatchamacallit, experimental groups to Splinter & Co.’s ....control group? subjects from different experiments with the ooze before April’s dad went whistleblower. or maybe experiments from the 15 year interval trying to recreate the first lab’s results ‘cuz Sacks would’ve had the resources to recommence pretty fast after the disaster

although to explain Venus and Jennika... since Sacks had ties to the Foot Clan, and Shredder pulled that double cross with Baxter in OotS. what I would guess is that Sacks pulled whatever weight he had left with the Foot Clan (maybe with Karai at the helm in Shredder’s absence) to use their resources for any gaps with his own and as a cover to reconvene his experiments. blah blah Karai studied under Shredder obvi and so probably thought to have the scientists report to her before they report to Sacks. Sacks was kept in the dark, not told they were more or less able to recreate the original lab results on the turtles who’d become Venus’n Jennika. “oh oops they died sacks, sux 4 u try again maybe, here’s some more animals for you.” 

Venus and Jennika are taken in under the Foot once they exhibit the same potential the boys showed; Sacks just goes a little apeshit on the science, as a treat, hence Slash, and then Tokka’n Rahzar and again told they failed. Sacks fully thinks he couldn’t recreate the first lab’s results womp womp u bitch

....how would any of them break out from under the Foot? lol i dunno. uh. mmmmmaybe black market “weapons” dealing-- Venus and Jennika break out (willingly or opportunistically) during shipment to... where? nyc why thefuck not, oh look they end up in chinatown *eyebrow waggle* oh now they’ve stumbled upon a grandpa, maybe his name is Grandpa Chung in the community, I don’t know, and he adopts them surprise! is he blind and therefore just thinks they’re lost kids? blech, does he see two turtles and see an auspicious omen? ehhh hmmm..... I guuuuesssss? or is he just gonna be an example of people doing good things with no prompting because it’s the right fuckin’ thing to do, they’re obviously kids with no guardians, and goddamn we know it’s for the plot but also people are just out here being good to each other guys, it’s real, it happens.

[arkiwii]

well, since i can't really draw or write Arknights stuff because I'm really charged this month, but the brainrot is still very strong, i decided to do a tierlist of my favorite operators!

explanations below the cut

i don't count alters on this tierlist, when I put a character I consider it's them + their alter version; the choice of if I picked the alter or not for the vignette is only based on aesthetic choices, really. also for comprehensive reasons, i tried to put all the related characters next to each other (like how the abyssal hunters are all next to each other)

My most beloved precious blorbos: this one speaks for itself, honestly. operators i absolutely love, that i think about almost on a daily basis, no minded doodles every so often, writing ideas poping up in my mind, big wall of text about how much i like them, autistic thoughts, you know the kind. i just love them very much, simply. originally, saria and ifrit were in the tier just below, since i considered that since i have silence as my favorite character, i did not need to also put them, but i learnt to love them individually rather than for what they represent to silence

Big smooch on their forehead: characters that i know very well the story of, and that I'm really attached! not to the point of being my all times favorites, but who spoke to me to a personal level, or that i used a lot in early game/still use today. i love to read about them and would love to draw or write more about them! justice knight is here as a honorary member

I think they're neat!: i don't know them that well, but i followed them in events, or did a bit of research about them for a reason or another, or simply one of my friends like them! and i do think they're neat, pretty interesting, not the kind i'd be absolutely attached to but i enjoy seeing them regardless :]

I would like to know more about them: feat Abyssal Hunters, the Nearls and Gavial's crew. they are characters i know a little bit about them or they are related to a character i love, but i got too lazy to read their event and files because it's too complicated, or too long, or whatever. but they are characters i know enough about to know i'll appreciate them! so im interested in knowing more about them

Here goes all the other operators, aka "I don't care or I forgot you exist": well, the tier's name once again speaks for itself. theres a ton of characters in that game, and I can't focus on every of them, especially when i started not that long ago. there's a lot that i genuinely just forget about, some that i know the story but i dont care that much to know more, and a few that i do wish to know more about! but not as much interesting as the tier above, so not my priority

I hate you /pos: (i ran out of colors) annoying ass characters with a shitty personalities but they're fun for the memes and i use them regardless (except tequila cause mlynar exists). not like actual hate, mostly affectionate hate, you know, like how you call your cat "stinky", but you still love your cat regardless. fact, at first i was genuinely uncomfortable with lappland, but then with il siracusano i started to feel better with her

I hate you /neg: characters i despise either for game reason or because their smug aura mocks me. phantom is because fuck him in is2 and his story is ehhh to me. gravel is because this character is seriously uncomfortable, for the love of god can you act normal, and i wouldn't mind her if she wasn't guaranteed with every fast redeploy tag. harmonie and ho'olheyak are just smug bitches. and ethan i just have a hate experience because i dont like using him and his voice + the music playing when he appears makes me so anger

Brother you can just die: Silverash tier. fuck you silverash. i don't like his face, i dont like using him, and i did not followed break the ice but i heard enough bullshit about him to know he's a terrible person. i hope i never roll him

[i-will-always-be-happy]

Hi!! Can I request lee muichiro and ler giyuu?? Thank u!!

YEEES! THE EMO BOYS!! OF COURSE! (Something to clarify, Muichiro sees Giyuu as his older brother)

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

Lee: Muichiro Tokito

Ler: Giyuu Tomioka

To the hashiras, it was no wonder that Muichiro was always together or with Giyuu, no matter what situation they were in. At the time of greeting Oyakata - Sama? Together with Giyuu. While Giyuu was talking to another hashira? He took his hand and hugged him. They were very cute, they were like brothers

'Hey Tom... Uhmm... Nii-Chan!', well sometimes he forgot his name and called him like that, he didn't care much. 'Nii-Chan... You can... Ehhh.. You know...', Giyuu looked at him, he felt that he was taking part of the hint, but then... 'Eat with me!', it was weird, even for him. him, but he did not turn the issue around and agreed.

For the next few days, the same thing happened, he asked for it and eventually changed his mind, he needed advice and he knew who to ask for it

'Rengoku, I need your help,' he interrupted Kyojuro's lunch, but Kyojuro nodded while still eating. 'UMAI!' 'Rengoku-san, I need your help. It's about Muichiro', with that, Kyojuro stopped eating for a moment and looked at his partner.

'What's up Tomioka?! Problems with your 'little brother'?', he nodded, beginning to explain Muichiro's 'weird' behaviour. When he finished, he found a Rengoku trying not to laugh.

'Ohh~! Tomioka! You have been right! Maybe Muichiro was too embarrassed, maybe he felt people's eyes and felt terrified, I recommend that it be in a private place!' 'Oh... Well, thanks Rengoku!', he got up ready to leave, if he hadn't been drawn back to the flame hashira's side. 'Ah ah ah! You interrupted my lunch! So, I won't ask you for money, but something else!', and well, before dealing with Muichiro he had to deal with Rengoku

He followed Rengoku's advice, invited Muichiro to his estate, after a while he called him to sit on his lap, with the excuse of wanting to comb his hair, he didn't refuse, he approached and sat down.

'So... 1 or 2 tails?' 'What nii-chan wants!', Tomioka smiled slightly to start playfully squeezing the sides of the mist hashira, causing a small squeal.

'Ehehehehe! Nihihihi-chahahan!' 'Yeah? Do you want me to stop?', he asked smiling more when Muichiro nodded and covered his face with his uniform. 'Nohohohohohohoho! Dohohon't dohoho it! It feels nihihice! ', well, apparently Giyuu was always right.

'If you wanted this, why didn't you tell me? You shouldn't be ashamed!', Giyuu threw one of his hands to scratch the younger's belly, who fell onto his chest while laughing.

'I dohohohon't knowhow!! Thihihis is behehetter!' 'Well... I guess I'll have to help you so you don't have any shame next time!' With this, the hand that was scratching his belly ended up on his belly button, while the other kneaded his hips.

'EEEEEE!! NIHIHIHI CHAHAHAN!! WAHAHAHA!! WAIT! WAIT! WAHAHAIT!!' 'What's happening? This was what you wanted, do you want me to stop?', again Muichiro shook his head, kicking in the air while trying not to hurt him.

'NOHOHOHO!! IT'S OKAHAHAY!! EHEHEHEHE!' 'Do you want me to tease? Or is that okay?', no matter Muichiro's answer, Giyuu still chose to bully the little hashira

'NAHAHAT THE TEHEHEASIHIHING!!' 'Huh~? But why not? I mean, there's nobody else here besides us. Also, how do you think I could pass up this opportunity? The opportunity to remind my little nii-chan how ticklish he is, how vulnerable he is right now with me, what-', he trailed off when he heard the younger snort and trying to cover his mouth to stop doing that.

'GYAHAHAH! ! GIHIHIYUU!! OKAHAHAY OKAY! ENOHOHOUGH!!' 'Really? It's okay', he stopped his attack laughing, while he saw how his brother hugged himself, trying to make the sensations go quickly from his body.

'So, do you feel better?' 'Yeheheah! Thahahanks!', Muichiro smiled before falling asleep on Giyuu's chest, who gently stroked his hair. 'I love you little brother...', he whispered, before also falling asleep.