#finally got his name- ough

[thebekashow]

more rpdworld doodles because yes.

i'm feeling in a goofy mood today >:)

feat a sequel to og axels maid conundrum

(ocs belong to @lunaglitchercc and others)

[cherubchoirs]

introductions

[alangdorf]

Welp, the ref lineup still isn’t done cause I haven’t drawn Shion yet, and the belated valentines I’ve been working on are gonna be like at least a month late cause I just planned three more, but what I did do these past couple weeks is start writing a fanfic and then immediately abandon it to go draw a bunch of only tangentially-related suzutsubas (except for that first pic; that’s a scene from it, albeit one I haven’t written yet), only half of which are fit for public posting (one of ‘em I could make a few edits and feel ok about posting sometime; it’s not that out there, it’s just, y’know. Hamal Cine Bad End Hyperbolic Torture Chamber. I’m usually very “whatever happens happens” about my art but if I don’t show some restraint I know I’ll end up stuck in there forever), but hey, since I’ve been teasing them for ages and finally have some finished stuff with them, take a couple Suzumii! Also gonna ramble abt headcanons under the cut (and it will be LONG)

To begin, a note abt my Len’en gender/pronoun headcanons: as a they/them preferrer myself, I’m thrilled that most people just stick with those for everyone, but I’ve developed some more detailed headcanons as I go through working on designs and I’ll generally be using those. Don’t worry though, most of them are still nonbinary and basically all of them are trans/gq. Relevant ones for this post are Tsubakura: they/them nonbinary (transmasc to some degree) and Suzumi: cis female, question mark?? (to be elaborated on); for clarity’s sake I usually use she/her for Arde and Hamal Cine individually and plural they for the system collectively (also I don’t usually use their nicknames, dunno why), but singular they for Benet (the wiki says Benny is probably short for Benetnasch so I’m assuming that’s their actual name) for reasons which will also be elaborated on (sort of).

Aaalso this clearly isn’t autobiographical or anything but I think I’m subconsciously putting a lot of myself into Suzumi because 1) we do look pretty similar (brown wavy bob + blue eyes) and 2) given their current status as both the main antagonist and the most well-known plural Len’en character (I get the impression that Hooaka also being plural isn’t super common knowledge; I mean it took me several read-throughs of their wiki page and their dialogue with BPoHC Secret Team to get what they were getting at lol) I am probably way too anxious about doing a bad stereotype. Just an observation and also probably partially why I’ve even ended up with so much headcanon for them in the first place

And before I get into the thick of it, notes on derivations from canon: I’m running with the assumption that Suzumi being a system is a relatively recent development tied to whatever incident it was that caused the falling-out, since Tsubakura is like the only person who seems at all familiar with Hamal (including Mitori/Chouki/Fumikado, but they’re more easily explained away as just having met with one of the other alters the few times they’ve interacted) even though she’s supposedly usually the one fronting. They don’t seem to know the mechanics of it though, judging by their confusion when Arde implied that she and Hamal are different people. So basically, I’ll be referring to pre-incident Suzumi as a different character from any of the other three. (Ngl I am very influenced by Dissociation Constant on that and just in general [when will my wife The One and Only Suzutsuba Fic return from the war…..]) I was also debating whether to have Suzumi have any history with the gang before starting to work at the lab/whether stuff would happen around high school or college age, cause they keep referring to everything happening “a long time ago” and I know I, a 24-year-old, feel like stuff that happened five years ago was like yesterday, but I do have the pandemic and not really doing much of anything for most of that time to reckon with so like, eh. College age makes more sense in my head and so does the dynamic of like, Suzumi was only introduced into the friend group (she was acquainted w Hoojiro and Yabu already though bc lab) because she was dating Tsubakura and since that ended, and badly (understatement of the century), they have extremely little reason to be civil with each other and also interacting at all is really awkward.

Ok now on with it! Either end of high school or beginning of college, Suzumi ends up interning at Tsubakura’s lab for college credit (Tsuba’s already practically a department head despite being like 17 or something because. Idk. Who even knows what’s up with them) and she’s like. Only wears t-shirts and jeans (bought a bunch of khakis for this job though), [reading] glasses from the men’s section, hates leaving her hair down (it’s lab safety anyways). Repressed queer in denial, you know the type. Starts interacting a lot with Mx. Tsubakura “wears short shorts that everybody thinks are actually a skirt and also uses ore and omae almost exclusively” Enraku who seems to have everything all figured out and is immediately starstruck (GIRL WHY?? they are such a mess). Lots of “do I want to date them or do I want to be them” confusion (this will be relevant later); eventually evolves into the “am I trans or just a lesbian” question (not that they would need to be attracted to women to be into Tsubakura but you get the picture), which never quite gets answered.

In any case, they do eventually start dating (Tsubakura thinks she’s cute and smart so they reciprocate), and they’re not like super great together cause Tsubakura is emotionally constipated at the best of times (Suzumi’s into that though) and neither of them are the most mentally/emotionally healthy people even back then and also Tsubakura is more or less Suzumi’s boss which is weird, but they’re kind of ok??? Tsubakura’s mom dies at some point, also they move in together (college housing is expensive), the rest of the crew at the very least tolerate Suzumi, etcetera.

And then…! [insert catastrophic event here]!! I don’t have a shot to call on this yet cause I have no idea what it could’ve been (and I’m sure it’ll get revealed at some point anyways); I’m just banking on it being something extremely not mundane and something where you could reasonably set the blame on either (or neither) party cause they sure both seem convinced the other is way worse, huh! In Tsubakura’s case at least, blaming Suzumi is partially a defense mechanism so their self-loathing doesn’t get the better of them over it (guess what the fic was supposed to be about, lol).

The worst part of all this business though is that they DON’T break up over it immediately and it just makes everything orders of magnitude worse for everyone involved. Tsubakura and Arde have hate sex MORE THAN ONCE………… they would both really rather forget about it. Hamal thinks it’s hilarious, ofc, but the less said about her, the better. And Benet… exists??? The only idea that I’m running off of for them atm is the observation that I think they’re the only character with flat black eyes other than Tsubakura/Tsurubami and the subsequent idle thought, “hey if someone malded so hard about a breakup that they ended up with an introject of their ex would that be messed up or what?” So make of that what you will. (Oh and it may have been obvious that this is what I was going for but Hamal is femme and Arde is butch and they’re constantly squabbling abt aesthetic presentation. Having Arde be straight-up male would’ve been too straightforward of an interpretation and I think it’s funnier this way)

The canonically mentioned murder attempts start taking place and I’m leaning towards Tsubakura eventually being convinced to move out even though it was originally their apartment, albeit mostly just because the wikipedia page for house sparrows mentions that they’re known to take over swallows’ nests, usually after they’ve been abandoned, but they will sometimes drive away or kill the current occupants, and that was a very fun fact to come across when specifically doing research for Len’en but idk how else to incorporate it lol. And so on and so forth up until the present time.

Uhhh is that all I have atm? I think so! Anyway, I think I finally shook out all my suzutsuba doodles (and rambling, though I do still have that fic to work on. idk whether I’ll be able to finish it though; I started strong with an extended metaphor in the middle but Iiiii’m not sure if I can successfully write my way up to it while making it make sense. Also I may draw pretty slow but I write even slower!! Eh I’m sure I’ll post some of it sometime) for the time being so I should theoretically be able to finish up my bigger projects now. Maybe I’ll have the valentines ready in time for white day? We’ll see!

[elyrch]

hii can you do more aizawa relationship hcs:) hes so cute i love him :3

yeah!! here you go :]

a/n: hes still absolutely smokin

i'm gonna say something absolutely insane here, but... i don't think aizawa is a cat person. i think he likes dogs. i see the people he CHOOSES to spend his time with, and most of them are pretty reminiscent of dogs. sure, he could have a cat- they're pretty independent when he's working and they don't slobber everywhere- but he likes dogs because they are loyal to him. if he were to get a dog, something like a guard dog would be like him, extra points if they're playful. belgian malinois, doberman, or even a cane corso.

his hair has a pretty wide range in how it feels. sometimes, it's coarse, other times, it's incredibly soft. usually it depends on how much time he can use take care of it- however, to him, being clean comes above all else. you won't see him sticky with sweat, or with grease in his hair, ever. he just doesn't wanna bring that home to you.

he has ONE stuffed animal in his bed. it's a big cloud with a smiley face on it (WAAAAAAAHHHHH) and he cuddles it every night. he's had it since forever and it's pretty squished and it's been sewn together many times, but it's his.

if he were to travel anywhere in the world, he'd go to new york city. idk to me he just feels like a new yorker. he'd punch straight through someones window if they didn't stop at a red light. he'd go to the lego factory and stare at everything in awe. absolutely insane man

falls asleep while you talk to him. he just feels so safe and doesn't usually get to sleep other times.

commits to the most insane bits in public. yes darling you have to call him boss baby

loves reading to you, even if hes got an awkward reading voice. he'd read you fantasy, science fiction, even textbooks. he doesn't really mind what he reads- but he does do silly voices for characters if there are any.

the BEST guy to snuggle. he rubs your back even while he sleeps (even though he sleeptalks lol). pulls you close to him and cradles you in his big warm arms. ough.

prettiest laugh. when you get him to actually really laugh, it's reminiscent of like. a great and joyous king. when he's that happy, it's like everyone else in the room will become happy like him. it's so very cute.

when you're doing a bit and finally break him, he laughs so hard he has to sit down on the floor. makes his tummy hurt :(

he is not good at names for pets. he gets a dog and names it baby. he gets a cat and names it baby. he just doesn't know what else to call them

thank you for reading!! please reblog if you enjoyed this one :]

[cinnamoneve]

𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞.

heliophile \ ˈhēlēəˌfīl \ (n.) - one attracted to, or adapted to sunlight.

❆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: gojo satoru x fem!reader ❆ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: satoru was warm, like the sun. it only took a big social event (and for him to drink a bit) for you to truly see him shine ❆ 𝐰𝐜: 2.3k ❆ 𝐚/𝐧: ough i love him i've been sitting on this for a WHILE !! as always, reblogs n comments are much appreciated <;3 ❆ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: alcohol consumption ( everyone give a big hand to satoru for drinking !!!! ) and then he throws up from alcohol consumption !!! (emeto warning)

satoru gojo was an easy man. 

he had a laundry list of things he loved more than life. his students, his pretty little girlfriend; there wasn’t a boundary that existed that his persistent and ever-forward personality couldn’t break into. 

satoru was like the sun, in a way. things just…came alive around him. the chaos he brought with him everywhere he went was so common that it was almost comforting. where bad things happened, satoru fixed them. and wherever he was, the good just followed. his rays of light and entropy reached out and warmed everything it touched. all beings seemed to turn to bask in his very being.

for things he hated? well, there was a list for that too. some more prominent than others, but your favorite thing he seemed to hate was the least offensive of its competition: alcohol.

in the years you two have been together, you couldn’t recall the last time satoru was seen with a drink in his hand, let alone remember if you’d ever seen it. he didn’t mind when other people were drinking, of course (and loved to indulge you when you got a bit too drunk), but never let himself take a sip.

you weren’t sure if it was because of a bad experience in his youth, something in his family, or just a personal experience; it was never right to bring it up.

but you didn’t mind. and tonight was a night worth celebrating, after all.

you and satoru got dressed up to go out with some friends. something about a big mission finally being over. you’ve never seen anyone party as hard as sorcerers do after they finish their job. all you and satoru could do was attend and catch up with colleagues. you’d have a drink, he’d have a mocktail, and all would flow like it normally would.

satoru fiddled with the button on his shirt as you two walked into the venue.

some club that was picked out by someone whose name you forgot–maybe they were from kyoto? you couldn’t really remember. it wasn’t the type of scene you frequented, but a change of pace was very much welcomed. 

your boyfriend’s jittery hands caught your eye as you glanced over at him. his other hand kept you close to his body, but just enough so that you could look up at his face. 

“feelin’ okay, baby?” 

he looks at you a little delayed, nodding before his eyes meet yours to put your mind at ease.

“we don’t have to stay too long, if you don’t wanna hang around,”

“that’s not it,” he starts, and he barely opens his mouth before he’s called over by some colleagues. you continue to look up at him as he greets them with a sweet smile, rubbing your back to soothe your worries.

mmm, not like you believed him, but you did trust him; so you followed him along, walking just ahead of him as his hand guided you towards his colleagues. 

and the colleagues just kept on coming, even inside the club. you’d think satoru worked with, or even saved, every single person in the entire country with the amount of people coming up to you at this party. and he had a story for each and every one of them too–his memory about them all was crazy. it almost made you fall in love with him just a little bit more. he’s interacted with hundreds–no, thousands of people for work. but he always seemed to remember those he had a different kind of impact on. 

it made your head spin a bit. sure, he liked to be grandiose about his adventures and his work, but seeing people back him up about it in the flesh seemed like a big gag that you weren’t let in on. you believed him, but was he really that great? he saved that many people, exorcized how many curses?

admiration poured out for satoru quicker than he could extend out a glass to hold it all. it was heartwarming to see. part of you wished people would treat him like this always, in secret hopes he’d be gentler on himself on the bad days. or maybe they already did, and it just wasn’t enough.

it was hard to hear everyone speaking when you were thinking so loud. you caught yourself staring at your boyfriend for longer than you think was normal.

he was the sun. the burning, beautiful, sustaining sun. people turned to him instinctively like sunflowers do when they want to flourish. like the sun, it felt like satoru was bound to detonate at any point–by the time you knew, it’d be over already. fleeting, warm, quick, yet merciless. 

do the people basking in his warmth know that it’s the warmth of a man who lit himself on fire?

mankind could never land on the sun. you’d burn up before you could even truly appreciate it. maybe these people were appreciating him from a safe distance. close enough, but never close enough to scald themselves or be swallowed up in the atmosphere. 

if he was the sun, you weren’t sure what that makes you.

a close planet orbiting nearby? an asteroid? maybe you’re a lone astronaut, untethered in the vastness of it all. with the sun loving you from afar, as it usually does. 

you weren’t sure if you liked the answer, or the implication of it all. it was time for a drink. 

when satoru had a spare moment to breathe, you pulled him away to head to the bar and get a drink. you hugged him a little bit tighter than usual, opting to hold onto his arm instead of just his hand.

“you okay there?” he asked.

you nodded, smiling at him and rubbing his arm. you’d thought yourself into a worry, is all, there was no use in getting him mixed up in it as well. 

“i’m okay! just meeting a lot of people tonight,”

“sorry, i’m sure it’s overwhelming, sweetie,”

“i don’t mind it. i like hearing all of your stories from work,”

you reach the bar and he leans on it, looking at you fondly.

“really~? you like hearing all these stories about your big, bad boyfriend saving the day, huh?”

you roll your eyes at him playfully, trying to suppress a smile.

“mmm, it’s gone. you ruined it,”

he cocks his head smiling, drawing a little nonsensical pattern on your arm while he admires you.

maybe you couldn’t be the sun. but you could get as close as you wanted to it. he accepted you into his atmosphere with open arms.

“don’t pretend you don’t love it, baby,”

you look away as the bartender approaches, smiling gently. 

“something like that,”

you place your order, chatting with the bartender about another patron. 

unbeknownst to you, satoru had been approached by a woman he’d worked with many years ago. she greeted him with a warm hug, touch lingering on him a little too long, eyes traveling too south before talking only about what she’s been up to. 

by the time you’d gone back to him with your drink, satoru was holding a small shot glass in hand. 

“i’ve been treated to a shot! lucky me,” he said. 

you shift your eyes between him and the woman across from him, unsure what was going on. before you could decide, satoru was rubbing your lip with a lemon wedge. 

you couldn’t even wipe the juice dribbling from your chin before watching your boyfriend lick salt off the back of his hand and slam back his drink. 

and then he turned to you, grabbing your face to kiss you incredibly obnoxiously in front of this woman. 

it felt like he’d taken all the air out of your lungs. he was electric. 

and he just took a shot, apparently. 

he turns back to the woman, who was still watching—half in disgust.

“you said it was salt, tequila, and lemon for the order, right?” he asked. his hand moved back down to its rightful position hovering just above the shelf of your butt. 

the poor woman could barely speak. it’d become obvious that she’d bought the shot for him, hoping that a mere tequila shot would have him head over heels for her. all she did was nod, a little bit perplexed and a lot a bit embarrassed. 

“thanks for the shot!” 

satoru turned away from the defeated woman, guiding you back towards the bartender on the other end of the counter. 

“feelin’ dangerous tonight, huh?”

“i’m not gonna turn down anything free,” 

you tap your finger on the counter, mulling it over. 

dramatically pouting, you smile up at him, “you hate alcohol though,” 

he smiles down at you, motioning the bartender over. 

“might as well go all in, yeah?”

he orders ‘whatever you’re having,’ opening a tab while taking a sip and wincing at the taste of it. he’s trying, at least, but his dramatics were pulling out all the stops tonight. 

satoru made his way through the party, socializing with nearly every group of people he could find. it was almost as if being alone would kill him. 

you know how sharks continue moving so that they can stay alive? satoru had to have evolved from them. he couldn’t sit still. 

that was the first indication that he’d had too much to drink. his aversion to alcohol left your oh-so-strong boyfriend with the worst alcohol tolerance you’ve ever seen.

one tequila shot with a drink and a half—he’s already thinking hard about every word that comes out of his mouth. 

his hand never left the small of your back. first moving you like a personal shield in front of him when you arrived, he’s now shifted to using you as a point of balance. 

the night flew by when you turned your attention solely on him. you knew he’d be okay, ultimately, and you cut him off before he did anything embarrassing. but seeing him so inebriated was an unfortunate turn of character. 

“ready to go?” you asked. you and satoru were one of the few left, as everyone else had decided to continue the night at a different club. 

you’d figured satoru wouldn’t mind if you cut the night a little bit short. 

“mhm~” 

satoru spoke slowly, eyes closed as he shifted his body weight more onto you. you couldn’t recall how long you’d been sitting in this booth, but you figured you’d fare better back at your apartment. 

you helped him get up, saying goodbye to the remaining sorcerers as you walked the both of you out to the car. 

satoru ran to open your door for you, as he usually did. just a little bit slower, and definitely more intentional this time. 

“baby, you’re too drunk to drive,” you laughed, “c’mon, get in,” 

he looked at the open car door, not hearing a word you just said to him. 

once it’s processed, he closes that door and speed walks to the other side of the car, opening the driver’s side and motioning you to get in. 

all you can do is smile. 

you kiss him on his hand as you pull it off the door. 

“thank you, love”

he looks at you dumbly, waiting for something. 

“can i have a kiss?” 

he didn’t have to ask for permission for that, and you weren’t really sure why he was now. but you were cold, tired, and ready to go to sleep. 

“i’ll give you one if you get in the car and buckle up,”

you’d barely finished the sentence before satoru was running to his side, getting in and buckling up. by the time you’d caught up to him and sat in your own seat, he was leaning over the center console waiting for his prize. 

so stupid, you thought. so cute.

leaning in, you kissed him as if he was made of glass. as he deserved to be kissed. and loved. gently, kindly, softly. he was easy to love. 

he desperately tried to make the kiss deeper, gently moaning into your mouth and speeding up his pace in hopes that you’d catch on. 

you did. you’re a smart one. 

but he didn’t have to know that. 

you let him kiss you as long as he wanted. indulging every swipe of his tongue, answering all of his unsung moans with one of your own, smiling into his mouth so he could taste how happy he made you. 

maybe drunk satoru was good. 

you pulled away. 

“we have to go home, babe,”

satoru hummed in disapproval, dramatically turning out towards the window in defiance. 

“why don’t you love me?”

a little giggle escaped you at his pouting. always so dramatic. 

“sorry, you’re right,” you giggled. you reached for his hand as you began to drive, “i’ll be more considerate in the future,”

“please and thank you,” 

his actions weren’t matching his words. while he threw one of his appropriately nicknamed “toru tantrums,” his fingers found their way to your thigh as he took hold for an ounce of affection. 

you’re convinced he’d explode if he wasn’t touching you for one second. 

the rest of the drive home was uneventful. every five minutes or so, satoru would say “pull over, i’m gonna throw up,” only to follow up with “false alarm!” 

it was hard to believe him after the third time. 

luckily, you both got home in one piece—with no vomit anywhere in sight. you’d consider that a win. 

you help satoru out of the car, his eyes barely open as the two of you walk back into your apartment. 

he quickly turned away from you, throwing up in a bush in the garden outside your building. you rubbed his back gently, trying to soothe him without getting sick yourself. 

it passed, as it always does. but he looks pale, drained, and just a little bit pathetic. 

“i’m just glad it didn’t happen in the car,” he says flatly. 

rather than kicking him while he’s down, you opted for being doting and sweet. 

“feelin’ better now, sweetie?” 

satoru swallows hard, leaning his weight onto you as he struggles to keep his eyes open. 

“i’m never drinking again,”

at least he’s honest, you think, you had to give him that. 

“let’s get to bed, satoru,” you laugh, “i’ll take care of you, ‘kay?”

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[izel-scribbles]

FINALLY FINISHED MY RELISTEN YIPPEEEE I HAVE THOUGHTS (not including the new ep sadly)

oh my goodness. john's s1 voice. i know everyones always talking about it but omg. he sounds like a used car salesman or something i love him

THE BUTCHER BOTH INVOLVED IN ONE OF THE FIRST EPIS???? not by name obvi but "he died quite gruesomely" i completely forgot about that ghsdnflkj

im gonna be honest i skipped ahead to part 6 last relisten but hearing the first few again was so cool

"more writing in polish" wow!! it me!!!! polish!!!!

s2 was. wow. ough. fjaslkdj.

that was actually when i painted the kiy,i was just relistening to those during art class

the vibes were immaculate

godddd i forgot how painful part 18 was

and 19 for that matter

i can't even begin to coherently word my emotions about part 20

arthur's poem. the poem. but also "i am clawing my way towards a better version of myself!" aSLKJDL

john and lilly john and lilly joHn and lilly jaohnd alihdl ully

i also skipped 21 + 22 last time because i couldn't bear the yellow parts they made me too sad BUT i soldiered on this time around

yellow,,,, he sounds like john when he is curious about humanity

like all the cruelty and intimdation drain away and he just wants to know what evrything means

LARSON SLDKFJLSK I NEED TO HIT HIM WITH A SEMI TRUCK I NEED TO RIP HIS ORGANS OUT I DESPISE HIM WHY DOES HE HAVE A SOUTHERN ACCENT. HE ONLY GOES TO MASSACHUSETTS AND NEW YORK. URFLKS I HATE HIM

KAYNE TOO BUT THATS ANOTHER THING

s3 in general had me shellshocked-soldier-memeing in the hallways at school

part 24 i thinkw as when arthur said "i killed myslef for a voice in my head. do you know how mad that sounds?"

AND HOW YOU CALL IT MADNESS KEEPS RANDOMLY CROPPING UP JSLKDJ

ughhhhh part 26 i can't

i was bawling in the bathrooms (in spirit)

and 27,,,,, 28,,,,,

THEN PRELUDE <3333333

MY GORGEOUS WIFE

I HADN'T HEARD HIS VOICE IN TOO LONG JSLKJFLKSJDLKJLKJDLK

why must i be this way about the middle aged irish serial killer. cmon now brain what the hell

anyways. i need to draw lilith too

scratchhhhhhhh

oscar. hmm. might be understanding why everyone loves the sad little gay priest more and more

he has his charms i suppose

john during s4 slkfjl;jlajsdl;fjasrigofecrjaksmlfekjs

relate to him a normal amount sure mhm

NOELLLLLLLLL I LOVE NOEL hES SO EVERUTHGING

GODDDDDDD

i would do unspeakable things to be the waitress he calls doll in one of those episodes

i need him in ways that are detrimental to feminism /ref

i will never be normal about part 40. both my wives dying in the same episode

i had a whole chunk of dms where i raged about how much i loathe, abhor, and despise kayne for that

MALEVOLENT HAS SO MANY MARVELOUSLY EXECUTED CHARACTER DEATHS. THE BUTCHER WAS NOT ONE OF THEM. IT DID NOT MOVE THE PLOT FORWARDS WHATSOEVER. WHY??!?!??!?!?!?!?? HARLAN WHEN I FUCING GET YOU

why would you kill our coolest antagonist??????? literally never getting over him :(((

the part 41 divorce got me ripping my hair out on the bus

trying so hard to keep a straight face when all i want to do is scream and throw shit

john doe trans allegory my dearly beloved <333

part 45..... hrngslkjdf

so so so excited to hear 46 you guys have no idea

[days-until-burnout]

etho forgetting double life anniversary (character obviously) and joel being kinda mad about it but they're more like an old married couple that makes up lol

im sorry anon. i forgot what old married couple dynamic was. and instead, i gave you couple about to break up but stopping just on the breaking point. which i could argue could be considered an old married couple. 10000k notes and i will release an essay about it /joke. enjoy either way o7

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📧 Day 16 -

Characters - Etho/Joel (plus other life series hermits) Words - 2,266 Time - 65 mins Content - Hermitcraft | hurt/comfort

Etho jerked when someone called his name, startling him from his plans. He looked up in time to see Cleo landing near him, elytra folding behind them as she put her rockets away. He stood from his seat too, walked around the tree to them, curious to see her. 

“Hi.”

“Hey,” Cleo greeted back but was too busy looking for something in her pocket to notice Etho’s nod, “ough, I’m kinda busy with the cafe restock. And honestly, I’m very surprised you are all cooped up in your base, but good for me, I guess. Could you please take this to the Post Office, since you work there and all that?”

Cleo finally produced an envelope, a pristine thing with sharp edges, an ombre of green to orange that expanded outwards, and a little drawn stitches on the seal flap that went from one end to the other, a hand with a bone sticking out of it as a seal. He took it from their hand, admiring the craft before looking up with a raised brow. Cleo was already grabbing her rockets when she noticed, and Etho realized how frazzled they were. 

“You know, I’m sure you could pay someone to help you restock.”

She rolled her eyes with a smirk, “Thank for the offer, I’ll keep it in mind if I ever want to burn some diamonds.”

“Lava is good option too.”

“Noted. Oh, thank you for the letter too. It’s to Martyn, ‘kay, gotta go now. I’ll see you later!”

Before Etho could question why she wanted to send Martyn a letter, Cleo was gone, leaving behind a cloud of colorful sparks that soon vanished too. He watched her become a speck in the distance, then looked down at the envelope one more time, shrugging as he put it in his pocket carefully. 

With a sudden change of plans, he put his things away, fishing his elytra and a handful of rockets from his inventory, setting off to the Post Office. It did cross his mind to hold the envelope to the sun, have a peek, not that anyone would know, but if Cleo found out, then he… Well, for his own sake, he shook that idea out of his mind. Instead, he let his mind fill with wonder, what could Cleo possibly want with Martyn? Regardless, he was even more curious to know if they could even send mail out of their current server. 

By the time he reached the Post Office, he heard voices inside, and quickened his leisurely walk to find his coworkers chatting as they scribbled whatever down. They looked up when he made his presence known, the room bursting in loud cheers and greetings. He made his way to them, eyeing the letters in front of them curiously. Was there something special about today that he was no aware of? 

Yet, his questions would only grow as Ren trudged in, beaming as he waved a letter in the air too. Unlike Cleo’s, his was a simple white envelope with a red stamp. 

“Hey guys! Got a reunion going!”

“Hi, Ren,” Pearl giggled, straightening as he got closer, she eyed the envelope then looked up at him with a grin, “what can we help with, today?”

“Oh, you already know!” Ren handed her the envelope, and Pearl took it with utmost care. “Please say I’m on time.”

“You are, you are,” Tango reassured, waving his own letter, “though Pearl and I might not be!”

“Dude,” Ren laughed, shaking his head. “I spent all night thinking about what to write! And then I fell asleep and thought I was late!”

Pearl giggled, “Nope! You’re on time, sir. Plenty left, still.”

“Well, okay, I’m glad then, don’t have to worry about it now. I’ll get back to my business, continue with your meeting!”

They all exchanged waves, then the trio was alone again. Pearl placed the envelope to the side, sitting again as she grabbed her quill. Etho took the moment to get Cleo’s one out too, placing it on top of Ren’s. 

“Cleo’s too. She was busy so she told me to bring it in. To Martyn.”

“Oh, nice! I thought they weren’t going to send anything. Glad she is, though.” Pearl picked up Cleo’s envelope, admired it then put it down. She glanced over at Tango scribbling, then looked at Etho with a smile. “Sucks for us, huh?”

Etho tilted his head, but she waved him off. 

“Oh well, you had last season I suppose. Maybe any of them will join next season.” She and Tango giggled, and it took Etho a second to catch up. Their former soulmates? That was what this was? Then again, it made sense for Cleo, Ren and those two to be writing letters, since Martyn, BigB, Scott and Jimmy were not on Hermitcraft. And as Pearl said, he already had a season to go through without Joel on the same server. Impulse, Bdubs, Grian and Scar were lucky in that regard, he supposed. And he joined them with Joel now being a new member of Hermitcraft. 

“I guess,” he shrugged eventually, though neither seemed to notice. “You two are busy, so I’ll leave you to it. If you need any help, send me a message.”

“Will do,” Tango saluted with two fingers. “Hm, I wonder if Joel wants to send Jimmy something. Hey, Etho, can you ask him for me? We’ve got ‘til midday before we send them over.”

Etho gave him a thumbs ups, then made his way out of the Post Office. He had a weird feeling bubbling through him, and it all seemed to revolve to Double Life, when their souls had been tied to someone else. From his knowledge, they looked back at that season fondly and with laughs, but he never quite… remembered people talking about missing their former soulbounds. Then again, maybe he just had not heard since he had Joel now. Had was an exaggeration, but they were in the same season, he could only partially understand them. 

Did he miss Joel when they were not in the same server? 

It made sense to miss them. Not even in a ally level, but a soulbound level. 

He tried to not think about it. Even when he walked through the Magical Mountain, cherry petals raining down on him. 

“Etho!” 

He startled again, snapping up towards the voice, seeing Scar waving his arm at him. Beside him, sat Grian who also waved. 

Scar cupped his hands around his mouth, “Are you going to see Joel?”

“On behalf of Tango,” he replied, hearing his voice echo a little. Scar tilted his head, and he could see a funny expression on Grian’s face. He decided to wave it off to imagining things, seeing as they were quite far and his eyes must be tricking him. “Do you know where he is?”

Scar shook his head. Grian leaned back a little, propping himself up with an arm. 

“You don’t know where Joel is? Today?”

That was an odd question. Etho shook his head.

Grian scrunched up his face. Etho saw it. His eyes did not lie. 

“Well, good luck finding him, I guess.” Grian said, and there was a funny tone in his voice on his last two words. Like reluctant acceptance, but Etho spent no more time on it. He walked away, feeling their eyes on his back until he broke line of sight when he stepped into the line of trees. 

Etho walked through Joel’s ever growing base, a feeling of comforting claustrophobia washing over him when he looked up to the tall buildings blocking the sky. He thought about messaging Joel, and he made up his mind to message him, yet his hands remained in his pocket and he was already walking down the steps towards Impulse and Bdubs’ shared base. The torii gate stood tall and inviting, even if he was inside, and the little paradise at the base of the stairs was a welcomed break. 

Until he heard voices and muffled laughs, which he followed. 

Not Joel, though. 

“Oh, Etho!” Bdubs greeted with a familiar smile, Impulse giving him a wave behind him. “What are you doing here? Looking for Joel?”

“Uh, something like that,” he lied, which was not really a lie, but not the truth either. He was looking for Joel, though not in the way everyone else assumed he would be. Like some server wide joke he was not a part of. He wondered if they asked Joel the same thing, willingly ignoring the little voice in his head that knew they did not. “Have you seen him?”

“Yeah, he said something about his honey shop.” Impulse replied, then gave him a raised brow look. “You… didn’t see him at all today?”

“No… Was I supposed?”

Bdubs frowned, like Impulse but a step further. “Yeah! You should have, unless you two fought or something. I would’ve thought you two would be hanging off of each other all day, since you’re obsessed and all that.” Bdubs waved his hand, showing off a point that did not click in Etho’s mind. “It’s the Double Life anniversary!”

Well, that explained everything. 

“You two had a fight?” Impulse asked.

“Not that I know off, no.”

The pair gave each other a look, sharing something beyond expressions and knowing looks. Etho did not stay longer, whatever it was that they thought about saying, their actions conveyed. If Impulse was right, this should be his last trip. 

And his last trip it was. 

Joel was inside his honey shop, from barrel to enderchest to shulker, back and forth much like a bee. He was a tanuki, though, a big, fluffy tail behind him. He watched him from the entrance for a moment before entering and making his presence known. Joel looked up, then looked away like he was not even standing there. 

“Hi, Joel.”

“I’m busy.”

“Even for me?” he joked, which made him freeze for a moment, his back to him, then returned to working. Joel did not look at him, did not joke back, and Etho began to think that they will have a fight. “Aw, are you ignoring me now?”

“You’re the one who didn’t want to see me today.”

“I didn’t know it was the anniversary.”

“It’s whatever.”

Etho knew it was not whatever. He took a quiet step forward, but Joel knew him better, and took a step away. There was a knot in his throat, one he could not swallow, one that made his chest ache. And it was a lie, that he did not know it was the Double Life anniversary. He knew, knew for the longest time, yet… Earlier that day, when Joel had asked him to hang out, he had refused. Had said he was too busy, paid with a coin Joel was now returning. 

Joel walked around him, hitting the button that filled the shop with music, one that would prevent them from talking. Etho sucked a breath in, followed him with his eyes, trying to think of an apology or excuse or… something. Joel knew he was, which is why he put the music on, but he did not leave. 

He moved without thinking, snatching Joel’s wrist to keep him from moving, holding him in place. And without forcing him, Joel faced him with a glare. Anger and hurt, something he could not feel but could see clearly. Sometimes he wished the soulbound was still there, just so Joel would know how he was feeling rather than trying to unravel it all himself. He wished to know about Joel too, have something between them that just made them click, something that would get rid of their need to communicate. Just knowing was simpler, much easier. He could not even admit wanting it back. 

“I don’t need you to see me out of obligation,” Joel spat, a fire in his eyes that was the shade of bloodlust, of betrayal. “Why can’t you see me because you want to see me? Everyone else– Ough. Whatever. It’s whatever. I don’t care. You would, if it was someone else, I bet.”

Lie. 

Joel yanked his wrist free, and prepared to leave, only for Etho to trap him with his coat. He put his hands in his pocket, then hugged him tight. Joel fought, indignant at the action. Joel was stronger, apparently even more than Gem, so Etho really only had one chance. He had Joel’s arms pinned to his side, and he felt his tail flicking around in a frenzy, and he knew there was nothing more dangerous than a scared Joel. 

Etho lifted him off the ground, not saying anything but Joel screamed, demands and profanities and bodily threats. Etho held his ground, Joel continued to fight. His arms encased a body that became smaller, until he was practically holding his coat close, a tanuki circling rampantly. Scratched and bites and sobs. Until Joel tired himself, clinging onto his shirt and sobbing into it. Etho lowered himself to the ground, opening his coat as Joel went back to his human form. He dropped his forehead into his shoulder, shame running through him as Joel broke down in his arms. 

The soulbound would let him know he was sorry. The soulbound would let him know so much, everything. Everything he could not say, everything he could not put words to. If only they had it again, then things would be so much easier. 

He whispered his words, a sob catching in his throat too, Joel only clung harder to his shirt, “I’m sorry.”

_____

i totally did the ask right 🧍‍♂️ also, this was supposed to have a much happier ending, but i went over the 60mins limit already so i rushed it in 5mins... too much worldbuilding is not good kids 🧍‍♂️ joel was going to fight etho, literally make him black and blue but no time 🧍‍♂️ maybe in another universe

[tincanwreckedpulp-agere]

just a bottled up amount because RAAH i cant genre the thoughts

- benjamin regressed at work once, samuel knew exactly how to comfort him since hes experienced the same thing. they sat together in the corner of the editor's room, samuel hugged him, talked and hummed to him until benjamin was calm.

- anna regressing after drinking some tequilla and getting a tummy ache (margaret comforted her)

- john braids anna's hair when shes reressed (usually a fishers braid)

- rose doesnt really know, but she regresses a lot. people call her 'wonderous' and such, even though shes usually just regressed to around 11-13

- anna is SUCH a kitty regressor! she will hiss at the water :3

- when margaret is carring for little rose, she puts flowers in her hair (get the pun)

- before owen 'died', he used to care for barb if she regressed at work

- cynthia cared for regressed owen. im convinced its the one time she showed how caring she can actually be. she also didnt mind since hes a good worker, and if regressing would help him keep up the good work, so be it

- curt cares for regressed tatiana a lot. they watched some of the early released (atthat time just released) disney movies

Also hi its me 🐾 anon :3. It was probably guessable who i was since my tumblr name and ao3 name used to be the same but im finally going non-anon! :DD

they make me. so sad. ough they cared about each other so much

she got a tummy ache 😔 good thing she had margaret though!

anna is so kitty... she probably bats at the water and ends up getting splashed. she will fight the water trust me.. (and she'll win)

sobbing i love margaret so much <33 her and rose <33

OWEN AND BARB!!! very important to me

the cynthia one is so interesting.. makes sense to me! i love it.

curt and tati <333 everything to me.

[selfox]

Cy's live-ish reactions are coming back.

FINALLY! I pulled myself together and got to the end of Ungrateful (to this reaction will be later).

These are chapters from Make a Wish till the start of Ungrateful of Random Tales Of Drakgo by @gothicthundra

I had reaction ready for a while, but I really needed to restart it so it would keep me in momentum so it'll have practically 2 reactions - Initial and second one. So that's why I need more time to edit the Ungrateful ark reaction ^^"

Make a wish

Initial first read

Shegooooo omg. Xd nice save. Its so precious how you decided to cook for him Xd dr d you lil, I'll give you a noogie, your hints xd you are precious Guys your tension is palpable. OMG DRAKKEN YOU SMOOTH FUCKER, SMOOTH CRIMINAL. Ma'am... You 2 have been an epitome of UST Tvgggh itty bitty Drakken grow big and strong ...... Not like buffkken tho xD tho buffkken still deserves love Oh Shego, sweetheart...

Second reread

Shego, more like how much one person wants to keep their name out of press. I would have been surprised if it was mentioned. Overall it's all sus indeed.

Well considering what happened not just because of Botox, but you sharing with him very personal information AND whole your cat and mouse game with feelings

I love this subtlety. I can't call it anything else. Especially when it's others POV. After second read you immediately get what Drakken been keeping inside.

I need to understand how Drakken is even making money. Like.... I get stealing money or things to sell, but... Do they do that in enough quantity? Plus you need some steady income with henchmen, lairs and ... Stuff??

✨Realization✨

Ma'am, you've done the goof.

YES HE HAS BEEN.

This man is so traumatized over her disappearing on vacations.

And, Drak, I hate to bring it to you. You are just in love with her OTL Man... I want to hug him, poor blue man.

Shego, you would be surprised how many factors come into play regarding baking. So it's completely understandable. Cus you don't have enough practice.

And here I want to hug Shego, she is... I want to say tsundere, but it's just simple denial of everything. And this cupcake… when you make something yourself it hits different. And she knows it deep inside.

Smart ass Drakken xD

Every time I have the same reaction and it's audibly say: "Ough, about that"

Like I've said before those 2 are precious in their banter... It's so on edge of flirt, but much more meaningful. And the turn of events how that laser became her hoverboard. This warmth. I know they don't do that, but I envision them leaning to one another as if talking conspirationally. Have really soft almost whispering voices.

So close and yet so far. Once again smooth

What still gets me and practically hammers down is how it isn't said what his wish is, and yet you still get what he wants.

Working the Nerves

Initial first read

🤣🤣🤣 Daaaw roumd boi 🤣🤣🤣🤣 omg Shego Yep, I will be laughing all chapter OMG DREW YOU DIDN'T F SHEGO Ouch f hair .... Ok this is some unfortunate incidents, I'm sus Ok, this one on you Bonding :3 Dr d you are an addict DRAKKEN YOU MAD LAD STRONG LAD

Sugar rush and hyperfocus can do some things to a lad. Tho a silver lining to your love handles, Dr D, that it is comfier to cuddle.

I adore that back and forth banter, and to hear how they are at it for 3 days and, honestly, they can do it even longer given chance.

I am still curious what it is now.

You know, during the rewatch of the show, I hadn't realize how fricken much, Shego sits either unusually or plainly on a table/desk. She is just a feline.

She is a very black green tinted cat to herself. Is it Friday 13 of some sort? Did she break some mirror recently? Walked under the ladder??

Ok yeah I completely forgot this part that explains how they have money through stocks.

Gods, I get that funk that Drakken has. Low on inspo and on occasion motivation is hell.

Overall sometimes I think there should exist a skit with name "Adventures of Dr. Drakken and his ADHD brain"

Domestic

Shego, my lass, you do affect him, don't worry Daaaw XD Painting her nails, daaaww.... Wait is that a mirror of her and Pandora? I think I'm reading too much into it Jddjjdjdj KIM

I am still chuckling and those two are still children. Both of them. Rection above still stands XD

On painting toenails, I'm having a flashback to Shego and Pandora's past.

KIM OMG

Bad girl gone good

🤔🤔🤔 hmm I wondered how she was internally… “Shego, I need you” Hehe, someone in love~ and she finally understood it

What hits me how un-Shego these thoughts are, how the tone feels softer in a way.

"Dr. Drakken" - yeahhhh so very formal it feels weird thinking it's coming from Shego, but considering it's Miss Go.

Its the scrambled eggs of thoughts that gets me here with Miss Go laying in the guest bed. How they are going all over.

Heart is still the same, isn't it? And that concern that she has for him.

I love reading this moment of realization that she wants Drakken. Plain and simple. And wanted for a while. Where we are? chapter 83. Time runs fast.

Roller coaster

🤣 "villain royalty, how Disney" Ma'am Maaam You can't kill attraction by behaving like Helga Pataki Ough rough OYL Oh gods my heart ;-; partners Bdhdhdhd “I'm in trouble”, ma'am, you just fell in love

What in the hell happened there? (srsly, I am trying to place it at shows timeline and I'm in confusion, cus it feels like I should know what happened in this lair, I know that later moment will be Capt'n Drakken, but still )

Yep, being tsundere. And I give a point to Drakken for being perceptive.

heh, just the heat~

Famous last words

Shego, you need therapy.

I'm chuckling in my face palm, those 2 are perfect for one another. Ma'am, you are just the same.

Couples counselling, my guys. Those 2 are so stuck in that idea that their feelings are unrequired. And how their miscommunication keeps happening. My guys, you assume too much guah!

I have, had had and will have such an urge to shake her (and him) to get some sense into their heads.

The Chinese Food Of Peace.

*guttural groan of anguish cus of these 2 dumbasses*

Glad she finally finally realized and relaxed about it my GOD. All it took is one talk with your best friend/love and see how everything settled down???

Don't get me wrong I love this a lot, the warmth of their convo, the smiles and ALL OF THAT. Just they are dummies. I love them, but they are dummies. Squared even.

Thus see you all in Ungrateful.

[nabwastaken]

my Pulp episode 4 pt 1 reaction

okay let's do this

Content warning? 👀

Alright let's start this thing! We got the classic Matt Monologue-

WOOOOOOH

ITS GOING ITS GOING HAH

Ooooooh Mobilis in Mobili???

ROSE!

Aww :(

MARIAH YOUR VOICE

Yeah this slaps

A cliff?

Fire window??????

DOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DAKKAR??

IS THIS DAKKAR?????

Wait what the fuck

"Climbed up all those stupid stairs" so real of you girlie

Great Astronomical Discoveries 🥰🥰

ITS DAKKAR!!!! LETS GOOOOO!!!! DESI KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OUGH I LOVE THEM

"used to be" wtf

YEAH SEARCHER

ADDISON!!!!!!!

PPP MENTION>>>>>

"We don't have any tequila" wait since they know what it is does that imply that Anna introduced it to them

DOG DOG DOG DOG-

Honestly.. this does give Anna Hanover 🤨

I love them your honor

Ah yes Paradox yes yes

Behind me reference

Aww she's sick :(

"What's a radio?"

WE FOUND OUT ABOUT MARGARET FINALLY

Ahh he's a healer

DAKKAR SOLO??????

DAKKAR SOLO!!!!!!!!

I love him I love him I love him-

Wait a minute I just realised. Is Margaret a searcher??

"ones I could not save" :(

HIS VOICE I LOVE HIM!!!!!!

THIS. THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE CHARACTER MOVE ALONG THOMAS

ah agriculture

AHLAAM!!!!!!!!!!A

Wait this is the obligatory song in 3 parts! I'm guessing part 2's gonna be about the eventual arrival of the rest of the gang, and 3's when the villain shows up or smth

Wow truly an international place. When people ask me how growing up in an international school was like I'll point them to this

"Take my hand" pretty gay tbh

"Here" omg Charles reference-

"That's the crew of the antikythera" what the fuck

"set the whole lighthouse ablaze" I'm calling it that's actually gonna happen

COUGHING GUY IS BACK??? IS COUGHING GUY A TRAVELER???????

"Lincoln Island" "Grant Bay" what is it with these names of various civil war leaders

Heyyy this tune sounds familiar...

Wait is this the one in before the storm when John and Rose met. Dahan what the fuck

RIP Blazing World :(

OKAY SO HERES WHAT I GOT: Itzal was the king who turned evil and I guess.. infected Kal and the others with fog? This plot sounds oddly familiar

WAIT A MINUTE NOW I REMEMBER. THIS PLOT WAS IN THE DND MOVIE TOO.

Is Rose some sort of half traveler. A halfeler if you will

"Run some tests" what the fuck

I COULD GET USED TO ADVENTURE MOTIF

omg she has questions

WWMD (what would Margaret do)

"Mout Franklin" once again. What are these names of historical figures.

SIA!!!

BRICK SATELLITE MENTION. ANNA WHERE YOU AT

Ahhh we're back to TGOA

NEMO MENTION

This is the montage song. I'm picturing Rose doing some ridiculous things

BETWEEN AND BEYOND!!!!

OUGH DAKKAR

ROCKET ROCKET ROCKET

THE MOON!!!!!!!! THEYRE GOING TO THE MOON!!!

Mobilis in Mobili....

MARGARET MENTION

Hahaha time travel

ROSE AND THE STARS ROSE AND THE STARS ROSE AND THE STARS ROSE AND THE STARS ROSE AND THE STARS ROSE AND THE STARS

MARIAH YOUR VOICE I LOVE IT I LOVE IT

AHHHHHHHHHHH

'Some days the tears will come' yeah they're coming to me

AH AH AH YEAH THE BUILDUP

A CROWN!!!!!!

I LOVE HER YOUR HONOR

YOU WILL SHINE AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay well that was amazing. I will never be normal again I fear.

[bioshook-wynand]

Since my friend and I are playing Bioshock 1, i wanted to share some of the things that have happened so far:

- We sat and watched the plane fully sink

- "OUGH?!" < her reaction to the giant Ryan statue

- Right off the bat she didn't trust Atlas and said his wife and child aren't real

- Every security bot is named Jeff

- The wrench is also Jeff(rey Bezos)

- We spent 30 minutes trying to get to Steinman because I forgot I has to throw the bombs at the debris blocking the entrance

- We went through 4 nitro splicers before I realized something wasn't right. I do this everytime. I literally replayed Bioshock like 2 weeks ago and forgot how to do that

- I've died more times in this playthrough than I ever have in Bioshock 1

- Keeps asking me if Atlas is evil, I keep telling her no and that he's my babygirl

- I've been spoon feeding her Atlas propaganda so hopefully she'll trust him by the end

- LOVES the little sisters, terrified of big daddys. She screamed the first time we had to fight one

- I tried to get the first bouncer stuck behind the register in the Medical Bay, but absolutely shredded him before I could

- The women were too stunned to speak

- We sat under the floor of the McCracken Crab trying to kill a Rosie. I died.

- I also hid under the floor of the Fisheries and smacked Splicers that walked overhead

- I got killed by a (different) Rosie like 5 times before I finally killed her

- Also ran from the third Rosie repeatedly before I finally killed him

- She chose target dummy for our first real plasmid

- I've only ever used it when losing control of the plasmids. So I've only used it once-

- Me: God I hate Andrew Ryan

Her: Bash his brains in

Me: *Hephaestus flashbacks* Oh I'm gonna

- Spider splicer: *angry screeching*

Me: New wife for you

Her: Great, thanks

- Hates it everytime I say "Snappies"

- I spent way too long looking for the final spider splicer before realizing I could take a picture of a dead one

- She did trust Peach Wilkins though (Somehow??)

- "I've got a really bad feeling about this" intensifies

- Yelled "THIS IS YOUR MAN⁉️" When Atlas walked out and almost missed Ryan's speech and the splicers bc of it

- Predicted the sub would blow up, but was shocked when it actually did

- I think she begrudgingly trusts Atlas now, his acting is peak

- I also went on a 2 minute rant about him and she made fun or me the entire time

- *finds a crawlspace full of Atlas posters*

Me: Oh my god, this is where I live!!

Her: NO

Me: With my Atlas posters and my.. Pistol bullets??

Her: N O !!

- #1 Langford stan (she's in love with her)

- Got jumpscared by the Houdini splicer that appears behind you (We both screamed)

- I was laughing bc his shadow was looming over us, then slowly turned around and we had a staring contest before I finally shot him in the face

- I've literally never seen him just sit there before?? He always disappeared as soon as I turned around. Wild

- She compared Langford writing the code on the window to 11307 from Danganronpa (iykyk)

- Cue disappointed sighing (Not really, I laughed really hard)

- This entire playthrough has just been me aggressively hitting on Atlas and her reevaluating our friendship

- Not even the posters are safe

- "Who is Atlas?"

Me: My husband

Her: UGH

- Saying "This is for me!!" every time I see an Atlas poster

- She is genuinely considering killing me

- Made me harvest a little sister to see what would happen 😔 We reloaded tho it's okay

- I've found so many secrets in this playthrough, including a vent that goes to a meat locker in the Farmers Market

- It felt like I was getting chased by everyone in Rapture while trying to make the Lazarus Vector

- I also (somehow) shot the big daddy in Langford's office while fighting splicers

- That was terrifying

- *Enters Fort Frolic* Me: It's about to get real silly

- I've been hyping up Cohen this entire time because I knew she would like him

- Unfortunately, she does

- She gagged at the "expectant mama" line

- Got jumpscared AGAIN by the splicer in the basement of Sinclair Spirits

- "SINCLAIR WHAT THE FUCK"

- I can never find the record store when I play Bioshock, this time was no different

- I gave up and went after Hector instead

- When we met Silas Cobb she yelled "KITTENS??"

- She agrees Silas is a discord mod

- We spent like 2 minutes straight trying to catch Hector and Silas

- I also got jumped by a bunch of splicers every time I tried to kill a bouncer

- She lost it at Cohen walking down the stairs

- "HIS GAY ASS WALK"

- I smacked Cohen after his speech and immediately ran

That's all so far, but we'll hopefully play some more this week!

[honeybyte]

heyheyhello!

could you give a little updated rundown of your ocs? i know you've done one back in '17 but that was aaaages ago :3

your ocs are so cool hhhrrrrghhhhh i wanna hear you infodump about them

OUGH OOOHHHH im glad you think they're cool! my little guys,,,,, hmmm lets see 👏 this is gonna get Super long

2024 OC Rundown: GO

Axe + Cleaver

Goliath Abernathy > local hunter, former clergy member of the Harlach Parish

Elle Sinclaire > butcher in the Ros District of Kencree, currently possessed by several ghosts

Agnes Laroche > a scholar of the humanities with a focus on religious studies. she came to Kencree looking to learn about Boarstooth and the Harlach Parish and got more than she bargained for

Euan Harlach > a runaway from the Harlach Parish, the twin of the Parish's head priestess who resents what the church has become under her guidance. Angus' fiance

Angus Reid > blacksmith in the Ros District, head of the militia that keeps the District out from under the Parish's control. Euan's fiance

Odelia Harlach > head priestess of Harlach Parish and foyunder of the Boarstooth religion. a cannibalistic vampire with a taste for power and adoration

tag: rhodes butchery

Coffinmakers

Yule Jones > the local coffinmaker. a workaholic who's main hobby is visiting the oldest graves in town to leave flowers, including a mausoleum with the name Joan Haakon

Joan Haakon > an ancient vampire who doesn't get out much. she got caught returning flowers to Yule's doorstep and now she's living her worst fear (falling in love)

Donatello Jenkins > Joan's wingman, who is ever exasperated with her and finally understanding the phrase "dumb lesbians"

tag: coffinmaker

Flock

Kazmir > grew up alone traveling thru a country hit by a technological apocalypse, looking for her mother. met Mozzwood at a young age and now they're partners thru thick and thin

Mozzwood > a very anxious young gryffin. Kaz protects him more than he has the heart to protect her, but he does his best to look out for her

Valentine > a former cult child and the leading mind on agriculture in the apocalypse. sells their knowledge on agriculture for their needs. rescued Gabriel from their old church

Gabriel > Valentine's little sister and a former cult child. has lived a very sheltered life, so you can imagine what a 9 year old who suddenly doesnt have any rules is like

Neera > an older gryffin that occasionally checks in on the group. taught a younger Valentine how to care for themself

tag: flock

The Hunt

Julia > one of the Malady twins and head of the Malady clan. reacts explosively and violently towards parties outside of his clan, but is loving and silly with the rest of his group. the group's brawler, weapon of choice is his "bear paw" gloves

Angelo > one of the Malady twins and second in command of the Malady clan. much more levelheaded than his sibling, more emotional and very well behaved in social settings. skilled in forgery and lock picking. weapon of choice is a crowbar

Jack > the 3rd addition to the clan. their tech and historical expert in heists/raids. can joke around off the job but takes his work very seriously. Mitchell's mentor. doesn't fight due to an old knee injury

Mitchell > the newest addition to the clan, added after a serious brawl in which he and Julia hit stalemate, earning the clan's respect in one shot. skilled in antique restoration. weapon of choice is knives

Mama > the matriarch of the Malady clan, raised the twins and Jack. very sweet with everyone she meets. doesn't partake in the raids or the spoils, but first order of business after a raid is still to offer her pieces that were acquired on the job. doesn't fight-- has never had so much as a scratch because the rest of the clan protects her

Scottie > local lounge singer, Julia's girlfriend. knows about the clan but unaware what their "job" is. Julia makes sure her every need is met. Scottie is very bubbly and sweet with everyone, and loves hanging off Julia's shoulder

tag: the hunt

Red Heron

Alec > one of the archivists for the Red Heron Project. unable to leave the site due to physical complications regarding their body modification. guardian of the Librarian (in love with the Librarian)

The Librarian > the main archivist of the Red Heron Project. considered a failed model of heavy body modification, they're also unable to leave the site. lives with Alec in the Project's archives

Eliza > considered a successful body mod, and currently works as an assistant within the Project. caretaker for Yuma and Lovelace, and currently working on a plan to get them out

Yuma > also known as Y-034. one of the two youngest subjects in the Project. a successful attempt at creating a programmable android out of a human. best friends with Lovelace

Lovelace > failed attempt at creating a programmable android out of a human. she refuses 98% of commands given to her-- an attempt to fix this leaves her wires fried, reactions violent, and movements unpredictable. does her best to help take gentle care of Yuma

Johann > one of the leading engineers within the project, but was unaware his designs were being carried out-- burdened with intense guilt after learning of Alec and Lovelace's existence, but unable to leave the site. designs and builds for Kairos' mods

Kairos > bodyguard for Johann, and a little obsessed with his own modifications. always looking for bigger and better mods, and loves when they come off intimidating. loves Johann dearly, but will get in daily fights with Alec

tag: red heron

Kor

Adriana > traveling mercenary on her "last job". she's morose, weighed down by the death of a childhood friend. she's convinced it was her fault, and so punishes herself for it constantly. finds her place in the circus after meeting Frogmouth

Frogmouth > a masked jester within a traveling circus. he's looking for revenge for a past hurt, which he refuses to share with others until he meets Adriana. Adriana's complete opposite, he's bubbly to a point of being annoying for most

Grace > duchess of the town the circus and Adriana have landed in. Adriana could swear she was familiar...

Andrew > Grace's devoted guard dog. he's over reactive when it comes to her safety and public perception. hates Frogmouth with a passion

tag: kor

With Love From Denver

The Harbinger/Denver Maldonado > a dullahan in the southwest. the loss of her head created a violent rage within her, and now that her head has been stolen, she hunts down anyone who's come in contact with it

Flora Hernandez > a mail carrier who's secretly hunting for the dullahan's head. she does find it. she also finds the dullahan

tag: wlfd

Pearl River

Dallas Whickam > an alligator hybrid living in the swamps of Louisiana. he's pretty sheltered, considering, but he has a kind personality and can't stop talking when he meets Pearl for the first time

Pearl Jones > a student interested in the swamp wildlife. he stumbles upon Dallas' shack on accident, gets the scare of his life meeting Dallas, and then begins socializing him when he finds he has nothing to fear

tag: dallas, pearl

Temperance

Magdalene > an alcoholic fisherman on the Maine coast. years of scraping by has beaten her down but she feels trapped within her industry. goes to bars and clubs to cope, during which she meets Sadie

Sadie/Temperance > Magdalene's new first mate. Sadie is the human vessel for the goddess Temperance, who's in love with Magdalene (god's favorite fisherman > Bad). Temperance has loved Magdalene thru several lifetimes and will continue to love her for many more

tag: temperance

[ardentpoop]

I once saw a post headcanon that the spn finale was all just deans heaven, not sams. It was what dean wanted for sam, we don't even know if it was what sam wanted anymore. It would explain why we never got a clear picture of the wife or even saw her again after the blurry scene of her, dean would have only cared about sam and any children that came from him. In reality, maybe sam lead a very different life after deans death, and maybe that really was him on the heaven bridge to meet dean, or maybe it was just a projection of him that deans heaven conjured up

I do like this better than canon’s frankly very superficial and romanticized ending bc right, sam having a perfect “apple-pie life” with a perfect american wife and a perfect american kid he named after his dead brother is very much Dean Winchester Fantasy that of course could have never come to pass while he was alive - dean needed to die for that to happen, but it just… it simply couldn’t have been as rose-tinted as that montage made it seem, after everything sam had been through by the time dean died. early s8 was the last time sam tried fighting for a way out of the hunter life and he got punished for it over and over again. late-seasons sam is all “I realized how wrong I was every time I Ran Away” and “this life is Right for me but I can’t do it without my brother” - he stays tethered to it for dean and dean alone. once dean is dead for good (ultimately of his own volition might I add - it’s not even a question whether sam will try bringing him back against his will bc that treatment is reserved for sam whose body belongs to dean as long as he’s alive) it suddenly becomes acceptable for sam to live for himself as opposed to for their Heroic Mission.

ough the idea that the sam joining dean in heaven was just a mirage of him….. delicious. bc dean is happiest when sam fits neatly into the Baby Brother skin he mostly outgrew ages ago anyway!!!! however I also like the idea of actual sam joining him there but really not fitting into the whole bizarre tableau (john and mary are there too Jesus Christ) and reacting so badly that jack and/or cas have to step in. like, heaven is rejecting him bc he’s a foreign object type beat (cue sam’s old religious guilt)

I’m gonna wrap my head around it eventually! I get overwhelmed when I think abt it too hard lmao. TL;DR it makes me feel sick and I want to share that feeling w/ the class by exploring it thru fic 💕

[arcanadreams]

alright! so! I just finished my first playthrough of episode eight!! going to put my immediate thoughts in some bullet points here (putting under a read more for spoilers, since it is the latest ep after all):

many people were skeptical about the Nerissa reveal, but honestly I feel like she's become a good narrative device. and yeah, I don't agree with her most of the time, but in this episode she was finally vulnerable and opened up to Traveler and admitted to being stubborn and being in the wrong about some things. which was great, and exactly what I needed from her! I wanted her to be vulnerable, and to show that, and I enjoyed her much more in this chapter.

loving how we can just say live on air that the monarchy should be abolished, that is honestly so slay

Zovack having a sister who died in the Orionite mines...now that was a reveal I was not expecting, and an intriguing one at that

I love KY-L3. Or however you spell it, lmao. he's so fun and he clearly is so fond of Traveler. his protective streak about Nerissa was very sweet.

ZANE INVITING TRAVELER INTO HIS AND ALISA'S BED...BRO. Bro. I almost stuck with the "Don't tempt me" option but telling Zane that I didn't mind if he flirted with me felt icky when I'm on someone's route lol

The "flirty reply" option when your love interest texts you...bro kill me that was so cringe. It's straight up cringe sexting I can't take that shit seriously oh my god...nope never picking that again (jk I need to see how bad it is on the other routes too LMAO)

soft kiss!! at least on Cal's route!! I've said before that one of my main gripes with a6 is that kisses feel like they're softblocked behind the horny options, and that can make it seem like the people who aren't into horniness are being shafted sometimes. for example, you don't get a morning after scene with your love interest unless you have sex. and yeah, I get that it isn't really a morning after scene without the after sex part but like they couldn't just snuggle up in bed with you and stay the night and still be cute in the morning? the texts you get instead on Cal's route are sweet but like if you don't fuck you miss out on an entire scene, which makes it feel a bit like you're punished for not being horny lol. but oh well, that's what fanfic/headcanon is for

WE DID GET A NON HORNY KISS THOUGH FINALLY. after you get the Cal betrayal lore (which I will get into in a moment), on his route he gives you a soft kiss and I LOVED IT.

CAL LORE. WE GOT THE EX'S NAME Y'ALL. It's Selah! She was a singer on Goldis, working for Zovack the whole time. Cal fell for her, but she still couldn't get what she wanted out of him, so she moved on to his childhood best friend, Jasper. They framed Cal for the murder together. Jasper's betrayal hurt Calderon far more than Selah's did. Also, in this scene, we learn that Cal's moms know how to party kjhdslfj

okay so overall, my first impressions are mainly good!! the only things I straight up was like "um" about were the "flirty option" texts...like that was so embarrassing, i'm SORRY i think it's just my asexuality shining through but ough dhsflkj, and the fact that the cute scene at the beginning of the episode is softlocked behind the horny. other than that, I had a blast!!

[makerofmadness]

Kirby and the Forgotten Land: Run Into the New World! Chapter ☆1: Through the Vortex into a New World!

“Ugh... ough...”

Kirby opened his eyes.

Right in front of his eyes was grainy, white sand. The peaceful whooshing sound of waves could be heard. 

Kirby quickly got up to his feet and gave a look around at his surroundings.The waves were breaking on the white sandy shore and retreating back into the sea. Just a short distance away from the foreshore grew brightly colored grass and many trees full of leaves. 

“Hmm?... Where am I?... I... uh...”

There, he finally recalled being sucked up by the mysterious vortex.

“Guess I blacked out after getting caught up in that vortex thingy. What happened to Waddle Dee?”

Kirby began walking around, looking all over the place restlessly. However, it didn't seem Bandana Waddle Dee was anywhere nearby. He didn’t see any of the other Waddle Dees, or any of the other residents of Dream Land either.

Kirby turned his back on the ocean and made his way into the expanse of trees. 

The sound of waves gave way to the sound of tree leaves swaying in the wind. The dim forest extended out far and wide. Kirby continued walking deeper and deeper into the forest.

“It’s really quiet in here...  Wonder if anyone else is here...”

Just as he started feeling just a tiny bit forlorn...

He could see a bright light coming from the end of the forest.

 Kirby gave a sigh of relief and started running for the end.

And then- the moment he got out of the forest, Kirby shouted:

“WOAH! COOL!”

He almost couldn’t believe his own eyes at the sight spread out before him. There were many tall things that looked like pillars standing there, reaching all the way up to the sky. The ground was hardened and perfectly leveled, with a white line drawn on it.

“What a strange town...!”

Kirby broke into a run, absolutely spellbound. 

As he approached the pillar-like structures, he began to notice the many doors and windows which one would be able to enter through. 

Kirby finally realized they weren’t pillars at all, they were buildings.

“Wow, these houses are huge! Who’s living in them? Heyyy, HEYYY!”

However, there was no response.

Upon further inspection, the window glass was cracked, and the walls were covered in cracks. The floors were covered in weeds. 

“Is anybody here?...”

Kirby entered one of the buildings.

Inside, it was completely silent. As he looked around the building, he saw a single car parked at the far end. 

“A car... Is it gonna move?”

When Kirby approached, suddenly, three pairs of ears poked up out from behind the top of the car. Three fuzzy animals poked their heads out.

Encountering this world’s inhabitants for the first time made Kirby happy.

“Hello! My name is Kirby. If you don’t mind me asking, where-”

However, the three animals glared at Kirby and growled:

“Grrrrrrrr...”

Kirby was confused.

“Huh? Ummm... are you mad at me? Why-”

Without warning, the trio of fuzzy creatures pounced.

“WaitwaitwaitwaitWHAT?! Stop, don’t do this!”

Kirby tried to stop them, but the beasts’ desire to fight bore like fangs. With such circumstances, he had no choice but to fight.

“Alright then...!”

Kirby sucked in a lot of air.

His signature inhale.

“Grrrr?!

The beasts, facing this inhale attack for the first time, were frozen like a deer in headlights. In desperate attempt not to be sucked up, they dug their short paws into the ground with a firm stance. 

Whoooooosh!

Without letting up, Kirby continued to inhale. 

It was there that something unexpected happened:

The car behind the beasts, wobbling so much that Kirby wondered if it was floating, came off the ground straight toward Kirby.

Kirby panicked. There was no way something that big could fit inside his mouth!...

However, the moment he was hit by it, Kirby’s mouth stretched out wider than one would think possible. 

Enough to suck in the entire car.

“Nggggg?!”

The next moment, the car was stuffed in Kirby’s mouth.

At such an unexpected event, Kirby darted his eyes about in shock and confusion.

“Ng... gggg... ngng?”

Although he couldn’t talk, he didn’t feel any pain.

Kirby’s form had taken the shape of the car.

This- should it be called Car Mouth?

New world, new ability??

Caught off-guard observing the impact, the three beasts backed up. 

“Grrrr...”

“Gr...”

They were trembling, faces frozen in shock. 

If they were able to talk, they likely would’ve said, “What even is this guy...?” Oh crap!”

The moment Kirby glanced over at them, the three creatures jumped and fled the scene yelping.

“N... ng... ng?”

Kirby, about to chase after them, noticed a few things:

The way he was now, Kirby’s body had taken on the shape of the car. Tires underfoot. 

As he tried to drive, he picked up noticeable speed.

With that force, he broke through the wall, jumping out into the outside.

Road full of cracks, sharp hills, nothing special.

Without axels or breaks or handles, Kirby began his wonderful drive.

~

Bathing in the radiant sun rays, Kirby pleasantly continued driving. Crossing the bridge over a large stream, dashing down the highway, to wherever the road would lead him. He was so happy, he wished he could sing.

As he continued on his merry drive, Kirby, noticing small shadows passing across the sky, glanced up.

More birds than he could count were flying overhead.  

With the talons of their feet, they appeared to be gripping something: Small cages.

And what they were carrying inside those cages...?

Kirby strained his eyes, before the realization hit him:

Inside the cages were Waddle Dees. 

Dozens of Waddle Dees, held inside the cages, were being carried off.

“The Waddle Dees...!” Kirby shouted without thinking, overcome with surprise. There, the car came rolling out of Kirby’s mouth, taking him out of Car Mouth mode.

Back in his normal form, Kirby’s mind was set on chasing after that flock. 

“Waaait!!”

However, the birds moved quickly. Soon they were completely out of sight.

The moment Kirby skidded to a halt, he could hear a faint voice:

“Heeeelp! Help me!!”

Someone was calling for help.

“...that way!”

Kirby began to run in the direction of the voice.

His destination was a small town. 

No- it was what used to be a small town, it seemed. The buildings had all been destroyed, reduced to piles of rubble. Scattered here and there were furry animals like the ones from before, running around. In the skies flew the birds who had carried those cages. They seemed to be hunting their prey.

“H-Help meee!!”

Shouting and attempting to run away, was an aqua-colored creature with big ears. Surrounded by beasts, targeted by the birds- clearly he was in a dire situation!

“HEY!!”

Kirby shouted as he ran toward the beasts and birds.

“Grrrr!!”

“Caaww!!”

The beasts and birds, noticing Kirby, all charged to attack at once. However, when Kirby got serious, no one could stand a chance against him. In the blink of an eye, it was no contest. 

Both the beasts and the birds were crying out as they fled the scene. 

The aqua-colored creature, running up close to Kirby, let out a relieved sigh before speaking:

“Phew! You saved me! Thank you...”

However, his look soon turned glum before he continued:

“But what about those other guys, the Waddle Dees? They were all captured! And taken away!”

“Huh? You know the Waddle Dees?” Kirby asked, surprised. “My name’s Kirby, and the Waddle Dees are my friends. What about you?” 

As Kirby said this, the aqua-colored creature shouted with delight:

“You’re Kirby?! Like, the Kirby?! Oh my gosh, the Waddle Dees told me so much about you! I was thinking about how nice it would be to get to meet you someday. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Kirby. I’m Elfilin!”

“Elfilin...”

“Yeah. I’m friends with the Waddle Dees too. We built this town together, and we lived here happily. But then, they came and attacked us...”

Right that moment, a shout could be heard:

“Kirby! There you are! Wait for meeeeeee!!”

Coming in running, waving his arms around wide, was Bandana Waddle Dee. On his back, he was carrying a long spear.

“Waddle Dee! Thank goodness!”

With a spring in his step, Kirby ran over to him. Full of joy, the two embraced each other tightly.

“So you really came to this world too after all! I missed you so much, Kirby!”

“Yup! I was looking for the Waddle Dees for a while.”

“...a while?”

“Yeah. A while ago, when I got sucked into the vortex, and I woke up on the beach- and after that, I’ve just been doing this for this whole time!”

“...Huh? But that’s... uh, Kirby...”

Bandana Waddle Dee stared at Kirby confusedly.

“Kirby, you said you got sucked into the vortex a while ago...?”

“Uh-huh!”

“We were sucked into the vortex, into this world, way more than a while ago.”

Bandana Waddle Dee spread his arms out.

“We’ve been looking for you and Great King Dedede for... I don’t even know how many days at this point.”

“...what?”

“But we didn’t have any clues at all... that’s when we met Elfilin and became friends with him. Together, we built this town here, and we settled in.”

“...I’m sorry, what?”

Kirby stared blankly, mouth agape, absolutely lost. 

It had been so many days since the Waddle Dees got sucked into the vortex that they were able to build an entire town...?

And yet Kirby had only just gotten to this world a short while ago?

“How did that happen? We all got sucked up together.”

“Yeah... I don’t really know, but...” Bandana Waddle Dee said while pondering, “maybe time got all warped somehow inside the vortex. That’d explain why we both got sucked up at the same time and yet came out at different times and places.”

“Hmm...”

Kirby tried thinking about it, but didn’t understand it any better. Regardless, thinking to go along with what Bandana Waddle Dee had said, he continued the conversation:

“So King Dedede’s not here?”

“...yeah. We got separated in the vortex and still haven’t found him yet.”

Bandana Waddle Dee looked dejected. Kirby, with a cheery voice, tried to lift Bandana Waddle Dee’s spirits.

“It’ll be fine, I’m sure we’ll bump into him sooner or later! Maybe King Dedede just went back to Castle Dedede first, he’s probably just waiting for all the Waddle Dees to come back too.”

In response, Elfilin shook his head with a sad look.

“No, I’m afraid. It doesn’t seem like anyone will be able to return home to Pop Star anytime soon.”

“...really?”

“Yes. I’ve always been on this star, but I’ve heard things about Pop Star from the Waddle Dees. Before they came along, though, I’d never even heard of it. I’m guessing that this star and the one that the Waddle Dees came from are in entirely different universes.”

“Different... universes...?!”

Kirby’s eyes widened. 

It seemed he had come to a much more difficult place than he had thought. 

“According to Elfilin,” Bandana Waddle Dee said, “this place where we are now is called Natural Plains. With the forest and the lake nearby, it kinda looks like Dream Land, right? So, we decided we’d build a town here. We had a feeling that the Great King would’ve landed somewhere in the plains here too... but then the Beast Pack showed up and destroyed everything.”

“Beast Pack?”

Elfilin responded to Kirby’s inquiry:

“They’re the guys who just attacked us. The fuzzy ones are called Awoofies, and the birds carrying the cages are Clockers.”

“The Beast Pack’s leader is known as Leongar,” Bandana Waddle Dee added. “I haven’t seen him for myself, but apparently he’s really, really strong.”

Elfilin nodded his head.

“The pack’s basically Leongar’s minions. They’re most likely carrying out all of Leongar’s orders. They destroyed our town and kidnapped the Waddle Dees. If Kirby hadn’t gotten here when he did, they would’ve gotten me too!”

Elfilin trembled with fear. Kirby offered some encouraging words:

“Never fear, ‘cause I’m here now! Let’s go save the Waddle Dees! Elfilin, I promise that as long as you’re with me, everything will be fine.”

“Ok! Thank you, Kirby!”

Elfilin looked at Kirby with a twinkle in his eyes. 

“The Waddle Dees would talk about you all the time. About how strong you are. And after that fight you put up, I can see it was the truth!”

“But I’m wondering, are you still able to use your Copy Ability in this world?” Bandana Waddle Dee said worriedly. “Kirby, have you tried already?”

“Nope! But it doesn’t matter, ‘cause even if I can’t use any Copy Abilities, I’ve gained a new ability here, and it’s really neat!”

“Huh? What ability?”

“Yeah! See that car...”

Kirby looked around, but the car was nowhere to be seen. It seemed he had gotten quite far away from where he had stopped using Car Mouth. 

“I’ll have to show you later. Anywho, it was so cool! But first, let’s all go rescue the Waddle Dees.”

Bandana Waddle Dee and Elfilin both nodded.

“Well then,” Elfilin said, “we should start by investigating the shopping mall.”

“Shopping mall?”

“Yes. A large building located in the North of Natural Plains. Right now, it’s no longer in use. The Beast Pack seem to have settled in the ruins around the land, using them as bases to carry the Waddle Dees off to.”

“That means the Waddle Dees are there...?”

“Yeah, probably. I could see the clockers carrying their cages off northward. Follow me, I’ll lead you there!”

“Got it, let’s go!”

Just as Kirby cheerfully shouted this, from somewhere in the sky, something was approaching, making a humming noise.

Kirby, noticing this, strained his eyes and stared.

It was a yellow star. Simultaneously, Kirby and Bandana Waddle Dee shouted:

“THE WARP STAR???”

It made a sudden drop toward the ground, and stopped right in front of the three.

“A small star???” Elfilin shouted in surprise. “What is this?”

“It’s the Warp Star! It must’ve gotten sucked into the vortex with me. Thanks for coming along, Warp Star!”

Kirby quickly hopped onto the Warp Star, and held out a hand to Bandana Waddle Dee and Elfilin.

“C’mon, hop on! With the Warp Star, we can get to anywhere in no time!”

“Gotcha!”

Bandana Waddle Dee eagerly latched on to the Warp Star. Elfilin timidly boarded, clinging on to the Warp Star tightly. 

“S-So I’m guessing... this thing flies?”

“Of course! Now, here we go!!”

Just as Kirby shouted this, the Warp Star began to speed off with its usual hum. 

Though he was scared at first, Elfilin, getting used to it quickly, cheered:

“Woah, this is awesome! We’re going so fast! Like this, we’re gonna reach the shopping mall in no time at all!”

However, out of nowhere, Bandana Waddle Dee shouted:

“Wait a minute! Warp Star, stop!!”

The Warp Star came to a sudden halt in midair. 

Elfilin, who was nearly thrown off, screamed:

“Hyaaaaa!! Wh-What?! What’s wrong, Bandana??”

“I think I just heard something. Sounded like a voice.”

Bandana Waddle Dee looked around at the surroundings.

Kirby heard it too. From somewhere in the distance, voices were faintly resounding.

“The voices... the Waddle Dees!”

Bandana Waddle Dee nodded.

“They’re all calling for help, they’re crying.”

“They’re being held somewhere nearby. We gotta look for them!”

The Warp Star flew lower and continued slowly.

Bandana Waddle Dee pointed at the tunnel that could be seen up ahead.

“The noise is coming from that tunnel!” he said.

“Got it! Let’s go!”

Kirby and co. hopped off the Warp Star.

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[cheezieypoofz]

,,, IRRATIONALLY RATIONAL

TOXIC!KYLE BROFLOVZKI X F!READER

SFW One-zhot!

DIZCLAIMER: zo, i wrote thiz zo long ago for my first ever tumblr account, but then my friendz found that account and i got embarrazzed and deleted the two thingz i wrote for that account. ion think i have the second one on a google doc (it was a kyle and ztan (zeparate) x reader with a zweet tooth (I'll pozt it if i find it)). i just don't want thiz sitting on a google doc that i'm never gonna uze again. zo if you feel like you've read thiz before, i bet you have. p.z., i'm not revizing it zo when i come back i can zee how far i've come with my writing

WARNINGZ: menzionz of alcohol, fighting wordz, no real zolution, angzt with no comfort, the uze of the word 'cunt', implied abusive mom

Anonymous asked:

could you write a toxic Kyle x fem reader 🤔? I've never seen anyone do it I mean he's not all so innocent himself, he's a bit of an ass lmao

I also just came up with this on the spot 😓 !!

I sigh at the rain as it hits my delicate skin harshly. I ran through the streets of South Park trying to cover myself with my school bag, however, it wasn't doing me any good. I was still drenched. My clothes clung to my body as I rushed to my most beloved boyfriend's house, Kyle Broflovski. Of course, I just had been naïve enough to take my mom up on her offer, which was to take me to and pick me up from school, take me to work, pick me back up, and then drive us home. How stupid of me. To even conceive she'll be sober enough to even pick up the fucking phone.

Oh well. It's her loss anyway.

It only takes roughly five minutes of running to make it from Tweek Bros. Coffeehouse to Kyles’ house. His house was rather modest, it looks like any other ordinary house on the block, besides the color. I bolt up the three steps leading up to his front door, almost tripping over the second step with how fast I am moving. When I hop on the third step, I start rapidly banging on the door, my breath staggering out of my mouth.

I watch the door creak open before fully opening, the person on the other side being Kyle, his eyes trailing over my body. His face distorts into one of confusion, “[Name]? Why are you not home?” I lean on the doorframe, my heart pounding from the mad dash. 

“Ough ough, I’ll tell you, can I come in first?” I hack through labored breaths, a loud crack coming out from the skyline. He nods and moves aside, making enough room for me to walk through the door. Kyle quietly shuts the door as I stumble into his house. I gave him a small peck on his cheek before he gripped my hand and dragged me through his living room. Ike, Kyle’s younger brother, was sitting on the couch watching McNeil Lehrer Report, which comes on every night at ten. I give him a small wave and he deftly puts his hand in the air dismissively and turns back to the monotone man on the TV.

We quickly make it up to his room, my goosebumps finally catching up with me. The familiar—yet not so welcomed—feeling forming all over. Kyle ushers me into his room, basically shoving me in there. 

“Jeez,” I mutter, walking over to his closet and turning to him. I gingerly set my bag on the closet door, hoping nothing got wet on the inside. “Can I borrow some of your clothes?” I ask, going to take a hoodie or two even if he said no.

“Yeah, but why aren’t you home?” Kyle said, a look of disgust coming across his face. 

I let out a breathy chuckle, “Yeah,” I cleared my throat, “Long story short. My mom wasn’t picking up the phone, so I just ran over here.” I slide open his closet doors, pick out a black hoodie and gray sweatpants, and throw them on his bed. “God, she’s such a cunt, and not in a good way,” I groan, turning back to face Kyle. 

“Well, that’s your fault, isn’t it? Don’t blame your mom for your poor planning.”

“Oh,” I laugh, “I’ve accidentally left a bra here, right?” I ask, just trying to get away from his questions.

“Yeah, it’s in my desk drawer.”

I watch him stride over and pull it out of the top drawer before throwing it on the bed with his clothes. “But seriously,” I yawn, “I’m so fucking pissed she couldn’t even stay sober for one night.”

“Oh, you’ll be fine. You’re just too sensitive, you’ll get over it.”

I tilt my head to the side, my lips slightly parting. I mean, he’s said that before but why does it hurt so fucking bad? “I’m too sensitive…?” I repeated back to him, not knowing what to do. My jaw opens slightly and my eyebrows scrunch together. The pain I feel in my heart went from a dull throb to an unbearable, gnarly stab, coming to me in multiple waves. His words hurt, and I have no idea why. 

“Mhm, yeah, you just, I don’t know, overreact to all the small things. Not to mention how forgetful you are.” Kyle lists off. He shrugs as he flops down on his bed. “So, really, you’re just being hypocritical, criticizing your mom like that when you’re just like her.”

My lips turn to a scowl at his words, “I’m not an incompetent, waste of space, alcoholic, believe it or not.” I say, my tone just being perturbed and angry. He sits up and peers into my eyes, his face covered with an “okay, and?” look to it.

This only made me scoff, “I don't even know what to say to you.” I feel tears sting my eyes, the droplets threatening to fall. “You know what, I’m just going to change and then text someone to come take me home. I can’t deal with this right now.” I shake my head, the clothes clinging to my body being uncomfortably tight.

“What?” He laughed, standing back up from the bed. “What the hell did I do?” Kyle asked, throwing his hands in the air. 

“If I try to tell you while you’re in whatever mood this is, I’m going to be irrational. So I’ll talk to you in the morning.” I walk over and snatch the clothes off his bed and then to my school bag lying on his closet door.

 I hear him scoff, “Yeah, go ahead, run away from your responsibilities like you always do!”

“No Kyle,” I snap, wiping my body toward him, “You know what I’m doing? I’m being responsible and trying to salvage this relationship!” I feel the warm tears streak down my face, but they don’t deter me. “We don’t reason in the heat of the moment. I mean, I can tell you’re irritated right now, that’s why you said that dumb shit.” I cry out, loud, but not loud enough for anyone else to hear.

I let out an agitated sigh and place my hands on my hips, putting my weight on my right leg. I see his face contort into one of anguish and compunction, while mine, as far as I know, was filled with ire. I turn my back to him and snatch my bag, walking to the door before I pause at the voice behind me. 

“I’m sorry…”