#firefly being a firefly hehe :3

[cittythekitten]

Just for some clarification, most of the characters in CAREFREE will have major changes such as the species. Saber is the most recognizable with his flame like tail and Slayer is like a flying demon cat. There are also others which are Kin who is more dragon like (I know they are serpent but I like dragons even though I suck at drawing them), Beats who is a bat + skeleton monster??? (They are based on Honduran White Bat. I originally wanted to make them like the Death Angel from A Quiet Place but I go for cuteness this time 🙂) and Firefly who is uh... a skeleton, with a cape that can glow and turn into wings like a firefly??? I don't know what's wrong with me. Mecha also will be more like the drone from Murder Drone show because I like things simple (and I can make him use emotes on his screen hehehe!). The rest are skeletons mostly. You guys know I can't draw hands right? :)

[violetsareblue-selfships]

good morning!! <333

[lowkeyren]

—reject me not!

in which : when your sudden confession catches blade off guard, his response comes across as a rejection. though he realises his mistake, and tries his best to make things right. (...it gives the whole hq a headache)

slight humor, idiots in love, mutual pining, misunderstanding, you tease him w/o realizing (n he gets back at u hehe), reader is a stellaron hunter, stellaron hunters wingwomen!!!, art by @/kkuekkue on x. reblogs are appreciated! please enjoy <3

wc: 4.2k // hm secret santa? HOHOHO @mikashisus, rayray!! u might pull ur hair out at some parts idk :joy: happy reading n merry christmas my little elf xx

"i think i like you."

the words leave your mouth quicker than your brain can second-guess them. 

blade freezes mid-step, his back visibly stiffening. when he turns to face you, his sharp, cold eyes betray a fleeting glimmer of surprise, perhaps, or confusion —but it disappears as quickly as it came.

he stares at you, his eyes widening just slightly, the faintest crack in his carefully maintained composure.

but then, his lips part, and all he gives you is a single, flat response.

"i see."

two short, dismissive words. not a smile, not a frown —just two clipped words. you tilt your head, expecting some form of elaboration, but instead he just turns on his heel, his coat swishing behind him as he starts to walk away.

(what you don’t see is the way his hands curl into fists as he walks off, how his steps falter just around the corner, or the way he presses a hand against his chest to steady the sudden, overwhelming ache blooming there.)

…must this guy really be so blunt?!?!!

you sigh, a little laugh escaping despite your current situation. of all the possible responses you could’ve imagined, ‘i see’ definitely wasn’t one of them. you shake your head, a part of you wonders if elio is watching, silently laughing at your predicament right now.

it’s fine. really. you should’ve known better than to think he’d say anything different.

though the big problem now is, blade knows about your silly crush on him, so facing him in the future is going to be a total nightmare that you’re not ready to accept. you can already feel the embarrassment creeping up like it’s going to suffocate you.

“where's [name]?” 

blade steps into the base. silver wolf, tucked in the corner, engrossed in her console, raises a hand in greeting without looking up. blade nods in acknowledgment, before replying to kafka, "i went ahead of them," his voice sounds a little more strained than usual, before quickly turning to make a beeline for his room.

but kafka, ever perceptive, senses something’s off. she tilts her head with a smirk, "bladie, did something happen?"

he denies it with a quick shake of his head before slipping past her. having no other option, she resorts to… unconventional methods. 

with a flick of her wrist and a soft, almost melodic whisper, she purrs, "listen to me.”

the moment those familiar words hit his ears, a wave of calm washes over him, and against his will, he halts mid-step. "now tell me what happened, will you?"

he sighs and he rubs the back of his neck. “take your time, bladie.” after a long pause he speaks again, "[name] said they... they liked me."

kafka watches him closely, a grin slowly spreading across her face. "and then what happened, hmm?" she teases.

out of the corner of his eyes, he sees silver wolf perk up at his words, but he pays her no mind as his thoughts are too tangled in what he’s about to say next, the words barely scraping past his throat.

...

the next hour consists of him being ‘lectured’ by his fellow coworkers.

he tries to tune out the barrage of teasing, but something about  “bladie, that's not how you reciprocate,” to “ain’t no way bro fumbled that badly,” managed to stick with him, unfortunately. (he looks over to firefly standing to the side, but she only giggles and shakes her head at him.)

but really, how was he supposed to tell them that he panicked? that he was so stunned by your confession, so overwhelmed, that he could barely form a coherent sentence? that his awkward, dismissive reply wasn’t rejection, but a pathetic attempt to mask his own vulnerability?

the thought of you avoiding him, of thinking he doesn’t care, makes his chest ache with a pain he hadn't experienced for the past few centuries. 

blade makes a mental note to find you as soon as possible. he doesn’t know how to explain himself, not entirely; words have never been his strong suit, but somehow, some way, he’ll make it up to you.

later, you return to the base, your steps hesitant as you walk in. the moment you enter, the group falls silent, all eyes snapping to you. there’s an awkward stillness in the air, like they were caught in the middle of something. your gaze sweeps over the room, and it lands on blade. when you lock eyes with him, a flush creeps up your neck, and you quickly avert your gaze.

"excuse me!" you blurt out and almost sprint to your room.

...do they all know?! this has to be the most embarrassing day of your life.

you agreed to meet kafka at a bar near your current mission to discuss your next task. the magenta haired woman had mentioned it casually when you’d asked, cryptic as usual, only revealing that the task was important but leaving out certain key details —such as conveniently leaving out the part about blade being there too, of course.

(“bladie,” kafka’s voice took on a singsong lilt, her playful smile unmistakable as she glanced at him. “you’re going to use this chance to make it up to them, ‘kay?” 

blade only kept his eyes trained on the entrance, silently waiting for you to arrive.)

running late, your prior mission having dragged on longer than expected, you found yourself hurrying to the bar, weaving through the sparse but lingering foot traffic of the evening.

after what feels like hours, you finally make it to the bar. stepping in, your eyes scan the room for kafka, when suddenly, a man steps right into your path.

the man smiles warmly, though you could tell he’s had a few to drink tonight. his tone is friendly, with just a hint of flirtation as he strikes up a conversation, casually asking if you’d be interested in grabbing a drink sometime.

he’s polite, respectful even, and there’s nothing about him that feels overly forward or aggressive —just a man who’s trying his luck, that’s all. still, you can't help but feel a slight annoyance at the timing.

as you try to figure out a way to decline his invitation, you remain oblivious to blade’s gaze —specifically, how it's fixed on you, or rather, more pointedly on the back of the man’s neck.

“you’re going to snap his neck if you keep looking at him like that.” kafka’s voice cuts through the tension, her tone teasing as she watches the exchange from the side.

“i don’t like what he’s doing,” blade mutters, his voice low and filled with an edge that suggests far more than just mild annoyance.

kafka chuckles softly to herself, already knowing where this is headed. it’s not an outright confession of jealousy, of course —he would never admit to something as petty as that, and she knows better than to push him on this one. 

nevertheless, she still catches it, her lips curling into a knowing smile. even if blade would never call it jealousy, it’s enough to push him into doing something completely out of character —something he’ll never, ever do (until now).

kafka notices immediately. her eyes widen just a fraction before she sets down her wine glass with a graceful motion, amusement dancing in her eyes. and perhaps to make sure he doesn’t look too foolish, she decides to play along and help him act the part.

a sharp clang of glass hitting the table catches your attention. your brows knit in confusion; you glance over instinctively, your eyes meeting kafka's for a brief moment. her expression is unreadable, but the faint curve of her lips makes you wonder what’s really going on.

curiosity pulls your gaze lower, to the drunk figure slumped over at her table, seemingly drunk, his head resting heavily on his arm. the spilled drink pools on the floor beside him, glinting under the dim light. 

at first, you only catch a glimpse of dark, tousled hair, streaked faintly with deep crimson at the ends —so strikingly familiar it makes you pause. then, as your eyes trace over the sharp line of his jaw and the stiff set of his shoulders, realisation dawns on you. 

wait a second.

your jaw nearly drops as you piece it together. the man lying there, seemingly drunk out of his mind, is none other than the last person you would want to see right now.

blade.

your gaze darts between him and the polite man still standing awkwardly in front of you. blade, on the other hand, never lets his guard down, so this... state of his? unprecedented. 

apologetically, you offer a small smile to the man before rushing to blade’s side, urgency in every step as you push past the tables, heart hammering in your chest.

blade’s eyes subtly flicker over to you as you approach, and you can almost sense the slightest shift in his demeanor, the thought of you giving your time to someone else, especially someone so... ineffectual —grates at him.

he swallows the ugly feeling down his throat. perhaps he’s let this irked him more than it should. but it’s too late to back out now that you’re standing right beside him, the weight of your presence making the tension in his chest only more pronounced.

as if on cue, kafka’s voice breaks the silence, “as you can see, [name], our dear bladie here has gotten himself a bit... roughed up,” she says, casually catching the wine glass that had been teetering on the edge of the table.

her lips curl into a playful smile as she glances at blade, whose jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. “drinking doesn’t seem to suit him, wouldn’t you agree?” kafka continues, her tone light but unmistakably amused. her eyes flicker between the two of you, as if she’s thoroughly enjoying the situation unraveling before her far more than she should.

you blink, momentarily thrown off by the unexpected scene. your worry only deepens as you shift your attention back to blade, who remains uncharacteristically silent, his head now resting on his arm as though he really had overindulged. 

“blade,” you say softly, your voice carrying just the slightest edge of concern. “what happened?” 

before he can answer —or before he’s forced to lie —kafka chuckles, waving a hand as if to dismiss your worry. 

“oh, nothing serious. he just got a little too carried away with his drink.” she leans back in her chair, a sly glint in her eye that you’re too preoccupied to notice. your gaze falls back to blade, his hair slightly tousled.

without thinking, you reach out, gently brushing a strand strand from his forehead. his eyes flutter open at the contact —those striking, sharp eyes you’ve always found yourself drawn to, dark yet you can’t bring yourself to look away from. 

you notice the faint redness creeping across his cheeks and the line of his jaw, down to his neck. his skin hot to the touch under your fingers. “you’re warm,” you murmur softly, assuming the alcohol is to blame.

if only you knew the warmth searing through him has nothing to do with alcohol and everything to do with you. 

“ah,” kafka hums, pulling you out of your thoughts. “it seems something urgent has come up that needs my attention.” there’s an unmistakable glint of mischief in her eyes. “i’ll leave you two to it.”

you glance at her, startled. “wait, what about—?”

“don’t worry about it,” she interjects, already getting up from her seat. “the bill is already on my tab.” 

well, that wasn’t what you were about to ask anyway! 

a sly smile curls her lips, and she tilts her head ever so slightly. “hmm, it’s rare to see him like this. [name], you’ll take good care of him, won’t you?” her tone is light, but the underlying implication is clear, leaving you flustered as she turns on her heel, striding off, leaving the two of you alone.

blade leans heavily against you, his tall frame making it an awkward challenge to keep him upright as you guide him out of the bar. one arm is slung over your shoulder, while his other hangs haphazardly against his side.

his head is tilted forward, strands of his dark, crimson-tipped hair brushing against your cheek, and you can feel the warmth radiating from him —whether from his predicament or his proximity, you’re not sure.

you shift your grip, looping an arm around his waist for better support, and his body tenses slightly under your touch. for someone playing the part of drunk so convincingly, he’s strangely aware of your every movement, his hand tightening just faintly on your shoulder when you stumble over a crack in the pavement.

“blade,” you murmur under your breath, trying to shift his weight more evenly as you inch forward. “you’re not making this very easy, you know.”

casting a glance his way, you’re met with a low, almost lazy hum in response. his expression is nothing short of a hazy indifference, though you swear you catch a flicker of clarity in his eyes —a brief, focused intensity that seems out of place, before he looks away.

you can feel the heat of his breath against your temple as he wavers with every step. the night air is cool, but the warmth radiating from his body is undeniable, pressing against your side in a way that sends an unexpected shiver down your spine. the closeness between you feels almost intimate in a way that will surely have you screaming into your pillow later that night. 

as you continue down the empty street, blade’s mind races; this is his chance. he knows it. he should say something now, anything, to make it clear —to tell you how he feels. (and how it’s been eating at him for longer than he cares to admit.)

this is it, the moment he’s been waiting for, but all he can do is breathe in the scent of your skin and the warmth of your touch. the sensation is all too familiar, like the pounding in his chest —but this time, it’s not from the heat of battle.

just how much longer he has to deal with this utterly insufferable feeling?

it’s worse now, because as you navigate through the halls of the base, he’s beginning to wonder if this is what it means to care for someone —to be vulnerable. 

“here,” you say softly as you stop in front of the door to his room.

he doesn’t want this moment to end. 

you glance at him then, finally meeting his eyes, and the look in them knocks the breath from your lungs. they’re hazy, yes, but there's a sharpness beneath the mask of drunkenness, a quiet intensity that makes your heart beat a little faster.

you clear your throat, breaking the silence. "do you need anything else?"

"no," he answers, almost reluctantly. "i’ll be alright."

a twinge of disappointment surges through you. right… it was foolish to expect anything different. he’s already rejected you, and you can’t help but feel a bit ridiculous for thinking it would be any other way.

you stand there for a moment, the silence between you growing thicker with each passing second, before you force yourself to nod, your voice soft as you try to mask the heaviness in your chest.

“goodnight then."

just as you turn to leave, you feel a sudden pull on your hand, your wrist tugged back with surprising gentleness.

"wait," blade suddenly says, and this time, there's no mistaking the sincerity in it. "thank you.”

his bandaged hand rests over yours, and a soft breath escapes you; flustered, you open your mouth to respond, ready to brush it off.

"oh! It's no pro—"

but you’re cut off before you can finish. he raises your hand, pressing his lips to the back of your palm in a soft, lingering kiss.

"—blem..."

your voice falters slightly as a rush of warmth spreads through you. every nerve in your body seems to spark awake all at once, making you hyper-aware of the spot from where his lips brushed against your skin. you freeze, your breath caught in your throat, unable to do anything but stand there, your hand still resting in his.

then, as if nothing happened, he steps back into his room and shuts the door behind him, leaving you standing there, still processing the unexpected moment.

safe to say you got little to no sleep that night. you roll over, staring at the ceiling, a soft smile tugging at the corners of your lips. it feels ridiculous, embarrassing even, how many times you've replayed that scene in your head every time you close your eyes.

you couldn’t help but smile to yourself like a fool. 

(“so bladie, how’d it go?” / “...”) 

you hadn’t even planned on leaving the base today, let alone stepping foot into the brightly lit chaos of an arcade, but silver wolf had insisted —no, nagged, until you caved. and somehow she’d managed to drag blade (of all people) along, her smug grin all too telling as she pushed the two of you together and skipped off to “go play some gachas”

now, you stand awkwardly by blade’s side, the flashing lights casting a colorful glow over his impassive face. it’s hard to ignore how out of place he looks, his dark coat, sunglasses, and the mask covering his lower face a stark contrast to the lively atmosphere. 

yet, somehow, he doesn’t seem to mind the sharp sounds of arcade machines beeping nor the kids screaming in excitement. he just stands there, hands in his pockets, watching you fumble with a stack of game tokens.

“you look thrilled,” you mutter, a sarcastic tone in your voice as you glance at him.  it’s strange, though —there’s something oddly endearing about the way he’s standing there, the dark lenses of his sunglasses reflecting a faint outline of your own face. you catch yourself staring for just a moment too long, wishing you could see beyond the lens, wishing you could read his eyes—

you shake the thought off, it’s all just wishful thinking.

behind the shield of his sunglasses, blade’s eyes tracked your every subtle movement, almost unconsciously. he caught the way your expression softened as you turned toward the claw machine, how your lips curved ever so slightly when your gaze settled on that… thing.

it was maddening, how effortlessly you held his focus, how even a trivial moment like this could stir something deep in him. he told himself it was nothing, but the tightening in his chest said otherwise. 

he wasn’t one to indulge in sentiment, yet something about the way you stared at that silly plush made him restless, made him want to do something about it, if only to keep that smile on your face a little longer.

would your smile grow brighter if that plush were in your hands? 

“let’s go.”

“to where…?” you asked, glancing back at him, the curiosity evident in your voice.

he didn’t answer immediately, but you felt the familiar tug at your hand once again, gentle and insistent, as his gaze slips toward the claw machine where you had been staring earlier.

it’s not hard to imagine the scene as a sweet little moment, with him focused on the claw machine, trying to win you a plush like a doting partner would. 

with a soft click, the claw tightens around the plush, and before you can react, it’s being lifted out of the pile, swinging toward the prize chute. you can't help but stare as he pulls the soft toy from the machine with a sense of quiet satisfaction.

(you pocket the rest of the tokens. guess he won’t be needing those…  for a first-timer, he sure got lucky —must be beginners' luck, huh?)

you blink, slightly impressed. “wow, you’re good at this,” you remark, unable to hide the surprise in your voice. 

without a word, he hands the plushie to you. 

you tilt your head slightly, a bit unsure. “for me...?”

“it's yours. take it." he looks to the side; suddenly thankful for the mask —if it weren't for that, you'd surely see the crimson tint creeping up his cheeks right now.

you hesitate for a second longer before reaching out to take it, your fingers brushing against his, a tingle of heat pulses through you, leaving your hand feeling strangely warm.

“th-thank you," you manage to spit out, and your eyes dart away, suddenly very aware of how close he is. surely, this isn’t good for your heart!

the twilight sky stretches wide, the clouds are heavy, and you’re looking oh so earnestly at him. his heart beats a little faster, louder now, as if his body knows exactly what he wants but refuses to let him act on it.

but then, he blinks —once, twice; snapping himself back to reality. he can feel the space between you growing smaller, your presence growing closer.

his eyelids flutter shut instinctively.

and then, the soft press of your lips against his cheek.

a soft sigh escapes him, and his eyes crack open. if you could see his expression right now, you'd catch the vulnerability that flashes in his gaze. he swears he can feel the warmth of your kiss in his very bones.

though not quite the kiss he imagined… it was something. (re: you got his hopes up)

the shock of your own actions hits you like a wave. you swallow thickly, “sorry —i'll go find silver wolf.” avoiding his gaze as you fumble with the tokens in your hand. "i… i’ll pass the extra tokens to her."

without waiting for a response, you turn and hurry off, your pulse pounding in your ears, praying that the ground would swallow you whole.

that night, you lay in bed, the plushie clutched tightly in your arms. the softness of it contrasts sharply with the rush of confusion filling your chest. 

why was he being so kind to you? after everything, after the way he rejected you just a few days ago, it made no sense. his actions felt contradictory.

you try to push the memory of the kiss out of your mind; impulsive decisions… often lead to mortifying outcomes. though when you glanced at him afterward, you could’ve sworn his ears were tinged with red, just peeking out from beneath his hair. nevermind, it’s probably your mind playing tricks on you.

blade, who’s as cold as the frost-kissed dusk, walks beside you through the lively festival, his dark coat a striking contrast to the vibrant reds and greens around you.

the faint scent of roasted chestnuts and spiced cider fills the air, mingling with the sound of distant carolers. he doesn’t say much, but there’s something about the way his gloved hand brushes yours, intentionally or not —that makes the chill in the air feel less biting.

you swallow, focusing on the festive stalls ahead, the decorations glittering in the night. “you don't have to stick around, you know. i can manage by myself.”

his steps slow just slightly, and he turns his head toward you, finally speaking. “you think i’d just leave you here?”

the words catch you off guard, and you fumble for a response. “i-i just meant—”

“relax.” he interrupts, a faint, almost imperceptible smile tugging at the corner of his lips; his hand grazing yours again. this time, his fingers linger for a moment longer, almost as if testing the waters, before retreating back into the safety of his pocket.

your cheeks flush, and you pretend to be deeply interested in a nearby stall selling hand-knit scarves. just then, his voice cuts through the festive hum. “last week… when you said you liked me,” he starts, and your breath catches.

you whirl back to face him, your heart pounding. “don’t worry about it! really, i—”

“i wasn’t rejecting you,” he says, with an unexpected gentleness in his gaze. “i like you too, [name].”

blade removes his coat, the fabric warm against the cold air as he drapes it around your shoulders, pulling you closer. you stumble, your hand instinctively pressing against his chest to catch your balance.

you look up at him, your breath quickening, as his face draws closer, his eyes locked on yours with that familiar intensity. you let your eyelids flutter shut, lips trembling, heart pounding in your chest as the space between you narrows.

but instead of the kiss you were anticipating, you feel the gentle warmth of his lips brush against your forehead.

your eyes snap open in confusion, only to meet his smirking face. oh... this asshole!

“what?" he teases, his tone deceptively casual. “you seem pretty eager,” his voice drops an octave, hand gently tilting your chin as he leans in just close enough for you to feel his breath against your skin.

you glare up at him, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment. the way your lips quiver, unable to hold his gaze for long; the fact that he actually adores that flustered expression on your face... well, that’s when he realises. he’s too far gone.

what a dumbass lmfaoo

MASTERLIST.

[pocket-vvardvark]

Wip wednesday

Sorry I'm being slow guys </3 anyways I was inspired by @sanza-17 with the fire hair for Irene and so Alethia is angy

Ty for the tag: @skyrim-forever @sanza-17 @lillxart @theoneandonlysemla

I'd like to tag: @scholarlyhermit @fangsandsoftgrass @aviel-the-trans-bucket @aanthirin @caliblorn @sulphuricgrin @yansurnummu @thequeenofthewinter @umbracirrus @changelingsandothernonsense @nyarevar @mavariel @hircines-hunter @skyrim-crossing @red-mountain-flower @varlaisvea @lathez @firefly-factory @wrenbirdie love you all <3 no pressure, I hope everyone is having a good day/week mwah :)

P.S. Her tattoo means unbreakable hehe <33

[in-halingstardust]

I love your writing style so much ♥<3. Do you have headcanons for hsr characters with a reader who tends to apologise for everything? sfw. If my ask seems out of your writing range. You don't have to write it. Thank you. 🌸

Awww thank you so much! I am always hesitant about my writing since I am dyslexic as hell. I’m so glad you enjoy my work even will all my errors lol. ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩

I don’t mind doing swf head cannons ;D . I usually write swf for my other blog but it’s kind of dead and not HSR themed soooooo I will make an exception hehe. Sorry for being so late!

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹FireFly

Firefly is totally the type to hold your hands whenever you apologize. She interwinds her fingers and holds your hand tightly. She becomes sad when you apologize all the time; she doesn’t like it when you feel like it’s your fault. It is never your fault. She is always there to comfort you, sometimes when you start to apologize she will hold a finger to your mouth. I like it more when you smile. Don’t hesitate and don’t ever think you’re a burden to me in anyway.

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹Welt

Welt is like half therapist and half life support coach I swear. He is always prepared with tea or coffee, your choice, as you both sit down on the plush leather seats of the Express. Whenever you feel anxious, tired, spent with the world, Welt is always ready to listen. When ever you try to apologize he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, grounding you. It’s alright. Say it clearly, I promise I will always be here for you.

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹Gallagher

Gallagher, being the head of the Blood hound family, known for their abrasive personalities and outspoken methods; is a little surprised when you first apologize for speaking too much. Ridiculous, he loves your voice and it’s much better than listening to the others yap about their rounds of the day. If you start apologizing too much he will grasp your waist and hold you tight against him. It’s alright. I just wanted to hear you better. You’ll let me be this close, right?

[forrest-of-sins]

Hello!! I just binged reading all 3 parts of your cookie run X reader and I am IN LOVE with how you write shadow milk’s manipulation of Firefly. Fan art may be on the way!! See how my own motivation is! Got any flat colored pictures of firefly I could use as reference? (You also be cool with me drawing them more transmasc? I’m a trans guy so may or may not get a little self indulgent haha)

Some more thoughts of mine that aren’t art related. (OH MY GOD YOU HAVE A TUMBLR THAT I CAN INTERACT WITH!!!)

1st Fic: I was so so SO delighted at the reveal of pine cookie actually being alive! SM’s manipulation got me I guess haha (complements to the writer *tips my hat*)

The dance if puppets was so dark and lovely! AHH!! God I can’t stress how much I love the dark writing in this series!!

The slow corruption by Shadow milk’s. I like to think if it as a bad end timeline. Where SM and the beasts all escaped, although the ancients are still out there the beasts are more at charged and it gives that sweet apocalyptic vibe and adds to firefly’s fate. Where there is really likely no one that could save them due to how wastelandy it’s gotten. Leaving SM to have further ammunition to not only isolate firfly but manipulate them into truely believing SM is their only savior!

(Also love me a man that will force me into position <3)

2nd fic

Mmm yummy yummy touch starved. Mmm yes, good!! I think there is atleast 1 SM doll in that pile and there is no way to tell me otherwise! Firefly cuddles that bitch to sleep every morning! Bonus points if SM uses their more delusional sleepy state to talk to them through the doll! It’s like a walky talky when they’re lonely and SM is busy gutting some cookies to death! Let them have just a little bit of Firefly’s self indulgence!

3rd: GOD I AM GNAWING AND TEARING AT EVERYTHING!!!! Dude I KNEW as soon as I read SM was looking out into the forest something was up! Even if firefly is a little bit too dumb dumb I’M NOT!! I KNOW HE WAS UP TO SOMETHING!! And oooooohhhhhh! Was I very rewarded. Pine cookie not only shown to also being toyed with by SM in a different way bit FORCED by the beasts are to watch as who they knew as a friend is turned into a pawn that only wants SM and hates them!! YES!!! GOOD SHIT!!!

The cat and mouse game was sooo good to read!!

A fanfic that not only is good at smut but ALSO HAS A GOOD STORY?!

All of this to say I am eatting your depiction of Shadow Milk. My fangs are bitting his limbs iff as I eat him whole!! Good yummy yummy!!!

hiya!! thank you so much for reading and enjoying the fic, im very pleased that you think its both good narratively and in regards to the smut not bein too shoehorned in! :D

it's very flattering that you'd consider making fanart too tho, omg, please tag me if you do! ;///; and of course you can make em more transmasc! everything about their appearance is ambiguous in the fic so honestly go crazy with it- that goes for anybody else that wants to doodle em too! :] here's a lil ref for em, sorry if its a bit scuffed!

now, for the rest of your ask! >:3

I adore writing dark fics hehe, so I'm glad that you think that its alright in that aspect! I wanna keep pushing it further and further as the story goes on, it's gonna be one no good very bad time for all involved in it >:L

I love the idea of the fic being set in a beasts won world tho omg..its a very good excuse as to why certain other cookies aren't about fgfhjg :'L

I'll defo have to draw a sleeped up Firefly mumbling to a Smilk plush omggg, that's a huge big brain idea!! silly bug cookie gets gaslit by wretched jester plushie...what a fool.......

ehehehe, i think the third fic was defo the most fun i had with the series at that point and it shows with the amount of cruelty Smilk displays towards Pine and Firefly lol, it's definitely a huge turning point for the both of their characters :3 I'm glad you like how i write Smilk, cause he's only gonna become more of a bastard as time goes on!

thank you again for your support and enthusiasm for the series, this put a huge smile on my face when i first saw this ask!! :D

[thg-rcg-simps]

HSR 2nd Anniversary Animatic; Character Masterpost (Part 2)

A breakdown which characters are seen where and when in the new animatic, soley based on characters, not story, song, lyrics, etc... Also this post is basically just Jing Yuan/High Cloud Quintet simping with their Rockstar AU hehe

Original animatic

(The whole thing is rather long so if you're intressted I'm suggesting checking out the entire list haha)

Previous part, Next part

You can skip over my rambles and only watch out for the Pictures/Time/Character stamps if you prefer that, also characters are always listed from left to right ^^

(Art on any picture seen is not mine and might be of bad quality due to it being screenshots)

14. Caelus has very pretty eyelashes and a very goofy smile, a trilogy

Time: 1:00-1:03 Character: Caelus (Trailblaizer)

15. Stelle on the other hand is just pretty and enjoying the astral view

Time: 1:05 Characters: Stelle (Trailblaizer)

16. Stelle's girlfriend looks absolutley stunning in this Celebrity AU (๑✪ᆺ✪๑)

Time: 1:09-1:10 Character: Firefly

16.1 Her shoes are very on point as well (hehe)

Time: 1:07 Character: Firefly

17. To the absolute delight this scene is!!! (I'll warn that this segment has by far the most photos and perhaps you can tell why, nontheless I have selected only the best haha) This rock star AU fits sooooo well!!

Time: 1:13 Character: Jing Yuan, Jingliu, Yingxing, Dan Feng

17.1 A little more of Jing Yuan's face because we sadly don't see a whole lot of it but, the emotions, the boy is feeling it!

Time: 1:13 Character: Jing Yuan, Jingliu, Yingxing, Dan Feng

18. Look at them, I know it's not a full shot of our husbando but like, it looks so cool! Not only him, look at Dan Feng in the backround, and Jingliu rocking on stage!

Time: 1:14 Character: Jingliu, Jing Yuan, Dan Feng

18.1 This point is kinda just to simp about Jing Yuan (and his hands) while he is holding a legendary guitair and looking amazing as ever <3

Time: 1:11-1:13 Character: Jing Yuan (hands)

18.2 More of Jingliu rocking the stage (and Dan Feng looking like he isn't but that's just his default setting, I'm promising he's having fun, probably) ^^

Time: 1:14 Character: Jingliu, Dan Feng

18.3 I love them so so much, but why can't we have at least one shot where all 5 are actually on it, happy and alive? T-T Whoever desinged their outfits did amzing tho, it really feels like them!

Time: 1:14 Character: Yingxing, Baiheng, Dan Feng, Jingliu

19. Obviously Baiheng gets her own point because, look at the happy girly! Her jacket looks absolutley stunning too, and she's just such a happy bean <3

Time: 1:15-1:16 Character: Baiheng

20. You know what is best than the High Cloud Quintet giving a rock concert? My precious children attending it and be all on one place and being happy!! <3

Time: 1:16 Characters: Silver Wolf, Bailu, Huohuo, Guinaifen, Clara, Pela, Lynx, Tribbie (+Trinnon, Trianne), Sushang, Little Herta

19.1 And because one picture is never enough to express how happy this scene makes me, have more of them <3 (Also, this is your reminder to be cringe cause cringe is just having fun and fun is always more important then haters ^^)

Time: 1:16 Character: Silver Wolf, Bailu, Huohuo, Guinaifen, Clara, Pela, Lynx, Tribbie (+Trinnon, Trianne), Sushang, Little Herta

21. What's more funny than Caelus? Of course Caelus in an insanly fast moving animation! XD

Time: 1:17 Character: Caelus (Trailbleizer)

21. Guess who is back in Belabog with our most favourite Robo Dad? Was throwing his only piece of clothing of of himself, necessary? Maybe not, but he's having fun, and that's the only thing that counts ^^

Time: 1:18 Character: Svarog

22. Remember our lesbians? Here they go! Is one of them supposed to be dead and not able to be here in the normal canon? No, but I headcanon that she's a better mother now that she knows her daugher comes after her and won't use her Soulgems (or talk to the cute white kitty thing)

Time: 1:19 Characters: Asta, Bronya, Seele, Jade/Himeko, Svarog, Cocolia, Sushang

22.1 Also, the big picture itself is confusing enough and I wouldn't normally dwelve on it but Cynthia!!! (It's probably just Jade/Himeko, but Cynthia is that you??)

Time: 1:19 Character: Cynthia!!

23. Not a character shot, but pretty fireworks in Belabog ^^

Time: 1:20

(Thats it for this part, here to the next part!)

Thank you for reading, here a cookie🍪^^

-TakumiHairGuy & RikkaCatGirl

[skyrim-forever]

WIP Wednesday

Hello everyone, it's Wednesday already! Tagged by the wonderful @theoneandonlysemla (thank you for handsome altmer art hehe) Tagging @dirty-bosmer @thequeenofthewinter @lucien-lachance @umbracirrus @pocket-vvardvark @firefly-factory no pressure as always but if you'd like to share I am more than happy to see anything <3

This week I'm sharing part of my third and final chapter for this little minific I've been doing of Theodora and Ondolemar at Lakeview Manor (which you can find here). They've been having a good time aside from him getting stabbed but now it's time to address some things. Ondolemar, where were you from 4E 171-175? 🤔🤔🤔

“I’ve been missing Anvil more and more lately. The smell of the sea, how fresh the fish is. It’s beautiful…” Her words trail off as thoughts take over. 

After the defeat of Ulfric Stormcloak, General Tullius had provided an overview of all the Thalmor agents in Skyrim. Detailing their ranks, location, and status during the Great War. This was done to give the upper ranks of the Legion more information, he had specifically said to her that the Empire’s peace with the Thalmor may not last much longer. An offer to join the Emperor’s War Council had soon followed. 

“When you are ready to come home Legate Victius, the Empire will be proud to welcome the Dragonborn.” A load of propaganda was what it was, though she pretended to consider. 

In regards to the actual Thalmor agents, some information was already known to her. Legate Rikke had told her of Elenwen’s involvement in Ulfric Stormcloak’s torture. But soon the General went on to explain the others, names that she was thankful not to know. But then he said his name. “Commander Ondolemar, leader of the Thalmor Justiciars in Skyrim. Currently operating in Markarth, formerly a part of Arannelya’s army that swept through the Gold Coast to Hammerfell via Valenwood.”

A naive part of her had hoped he hadn’t been involved in the war at all. After realizing how stupid that was, she then decided that it would be okay if he was there for the capture of the Imperial City. She already accepted so much, being born post-war helped her ignore the realities of his faction, she could handle that; as terrible as it sounded. But, he had been there in Anvil, the home of her and her father before her. The ache that rocked through her body in that moment nearly knocked her off her feet. The only thing that kept her upright was the fear of explaining why. If she believed in the gods she would have thought they cursed her with what happened next. 

He was in Windhelm, he had used work as an excuse to come all that way to see her. They drank, and laughed, and he let his guard down further. They talked about home and he said he loved her for the first time. That he would grow still, to love her more. That he could never hurt her, even if it meant disobeying an order. 

If that is true she tells herself then he will not lie to me. 

“But you’ve been to Anvil before, haven’t you?” 

[crguang]

KAFKAAA. omg kafka content in year of our lord 2025 irhgslse i miss her...i'm never telling her cause she's been gone forever and has the audacity to ask that 😭 her letter too 😭 she's trying so hard to seem cool but she literally opens the letter w "heyyy two years ago today i abandoned you right?" i hate her "i've always been watching" well stop, get ur ass in the main story. "a name you surely remember" she's so smug i hate her. speaking of smug she looks so smug in the animation like?? (where kaf is playing chess) shes so hot i need her. ughh her collar is loose?? the way she's standing? the way she's holding her cup? ik she won that game idcc. also like 90% we've seen her in the past year she's been drinking 😭 the honkai collab, firefly animated short, and both times in this animation. also the first time she's been gloveless? her fingers...im not saying it but...anyway...im really giddy for no reason lmao. kinda wish kaf had interactions w blade sw and firefly fir the rollarcoaster, like they're family? not even blade, just himeko and tb.

the chess frame could be interesting, like a metaphor abt the astral express and the SH idk, idr like any kaf ships except me x kafka bc im lowk a hater, but i do want so see more interactions between them bc hime clearly doesn't like kaf and is pretty nice to firefly despite her being a SH 😭

anw kafka needs an intervention girl has probably been drinking since we saw her last. and i need her back. 😭

and hii how r u doing? hope u r well!

<3

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YESS YESBYES U NOTICED AS WELL— THE GLOVES!!! i was so taken aback because thats really the only time we’ve ever seen her without gloves omg her violinist fingers….😵‍💫😵‍💫 and yes lol i always say she needs to put the alcohol down because shes always drinking 😭 we need to stage an intervention but she’ll just go back to cigarettes </4

i wish she’d gotten more interactions with the actual SH and it’s something ive complained about elsewhere but it makes no sense for her to be talking to himeko out of everyone like yes she cares about the tb and yes she trusts himeko to take care of them but she already had a line for the tb so would it have been crazy to make her talk to blade or something?… i hate how lately they’ve been making her character revolve only around the tb as if she doesnt have relationships of her own its so annoying.

to me the chess frame was to highlight how the SH and the AE’s destinies are intertwined through the tb who was right in the middle, and that the SH are steps ahead (cue kaf’s smug ass face). i really didnt see this as a kafhime moment but thats all people saw 😵 i dont like kafhime anymore or any other kafka ships so i get you so bad. ive seen her reduced to a love interest too many times so i cant stand those ships now and also shes mine so! well im willing to share lets say shes ours hehe

i think hime’s behavior towards FF stems from FF not being a smug bitch like kafka, she doesnt play mind games and genuinely put herself forward to help save penacony and protect the tb. i see hime as someone who’s very diplomatic and knows how to be polite so to me she was really just polite 😭 but kafka’s personality definitely plays a role in himeko’s dislike of her. she gets what she wants through manipulation and hime really hates that

[fluffyenergee]

Hehe! Soooo! I will go for my classy Texan man and firefly. I see them as dad and son??? Engie just takes care of this lil guy and it's completely adorable!!! Can we get some engie and pyro HCS? Maybe how their tickle fight looks like or something silly stuff like who gets bed time/morning tickles

Replying to this during my one day break from studying :D

ok, ok so, the way I see Pyro in the context of tickling they're completely enthusiastic and love it, both giving and receiving and does so happily. As such, they're also very willing to ask for tickles normally go to Engie for that

because they've been doing that for a long time Engie already knows exactly what Pyro wants and just smiles, pats a spot next to him and once Pyro gets in the position (which can be any position but they like sprawling across Engie's lap :3) he happily tickles them

howEvEr, this is quite dangerous because 50% of the time Pyro comes to him while in a ler mood but act like they're coming to get tickled. They get closer, act like they're getting in position, and then strike Engie instead who flinches in place and then can only laugh and halfheartedly push them away with his hands :p

as for who gets bed time/morning tickles? Me thinks Pyro sneaks up on Engie in the morning while he's still sleeping and tickles him awake being the mischevious creature that they are, and Engie in turn tickles them to sleep. Pyro be in bed, Engie would be sitting by it, and slowly but surely tickling Pyro until he sees they are really sleepy

sometimes while Pyro's in ler mood and wants to tickle someone who's not Engie they will point at said someone (like Scout *cough cough*) and Engie will simply give them a thumbs up, say "Got it, firebug" and then they both assault said merc with Engie usually holding them in place so Pyro can tickle them to their heart's delight

as for tickle fights I say they're pretty even, but sometimes Pyro will lose on purpose cause you know, it's fun, and Engie will call them out teasingly "So that's what you wanted all along, hm?" and continue tickling

Pyro 100% tickles Engineer by getting their hands under his overalls and scribbling at his tummy cause a) it's a really ticklish spot for Engie b) it's hard for him to get Pyro's hands from under them

Hope you like those ^^

[cool-mint]

Top five Xingqiu lines please! (and if I might be a little bold, what would Lotte be saying if she was there with him?) >w<

THIS WAS SO HARD (but very fun!!)

kind of long so it's under the cut!!

1. "Y-You...Just transcribing is one thing, wh--why did you have to suddenly start reading out loud as you wrote?" / "Pl-Please, you two, have mercy on me, I beg you...If you say any more, I fear my fingers shall crush the hilt of my sword..." These were both from the 5.4 anecdote chronicles and are more or less connected. Xingqiu is such a little goober, I absolutely love when he's flustered because that's the real little guy peeking through!! Anyway if Lotte were here, she and Chongyun (and the Traveler) would be bloodlessly executing him via genuine compliments. Xingqiu is Lotte's favorite author (though she doesn't know this at the start) and I can perfectly imagine her here, excitedly discussing the details with Chongyun! You can consider anything where Xingqiu gets compliments about his writing and he goes 'kjlegejwjg;j;jkj;J:SGEFJK::J;sklfjds' 'and just sort of breaks to be in this first slot ^^

2. "I had thought that I was about to be disowned on account of my terrible penmanship, and he was giving me the book as a farewell gift after having heard the news in advance. You should have seen the two of us, weeping and wailing, our hands clutching the book, refusing to let go..." Also from the 5.4 anecdote chronicles, this had me HOWLING because I could so perfectly picture it and it's so silly?? I had to craft a lot of headcanons about Xingqiu's family because he's in Lotte's fiction, but imagining the brother I'd built up doing this killed me. If Lotte was there, this would definitely earn a giggle. She's at least a little acquainted with Xingqiu's brother (though she largely tries to keep from being underfoot), so she'd also be able to perfectly imagine it, and appreciate the situation (I believe Xingqiu says later that it was silly).

3. "Now this is what I call, 'a moment of solitude'." I like this one especially because Xingqiu considers lots of things 'moments of solitude', and I always think of him considering his time with Lotte such as well >w< If said around Lotte, she'd most certainly smile, not really understanding why he'd think so, and absolutely not getting it for many years. Afterwards, I think it'd make her happy to hear, but I don't think she'd ever comment on it--it seems like the sort of thing to respond quietly to, with a touch or a look.

4. "What say you we snatch a few fireflies and read in the light they give? Hehe...Hey, I'm joking. Seriously, don't, it's bad for your eyesight." I love how sweet this sentiment is? It gets across his usual sort of teasing nature, but combines it with his romantic sensibilities. I do love how there's a perfect insert for Lotte here, where you can just see her lighting up at the idea, already planning an evening picnic with arms full of jars for firefly collecting, only to have Xingqiu trailing after like 'wait no stop we should be bringing lanterns please don't ruin your eyesight' xD

5. "I hope we find long-lost ancient literature!" NERD OMG...!! I especially love hearing this when I open treasure chests because of the meta aspects and the location of the chest. It's almost always silly. Open field? The balcony of a house? Northland Bank? Bud... (I cheered when he said this when we were exploring the Guhua area in Chenyu Vale because it was Very Old and had a Lot of Books and he was finally in the right place lmao). This is another line that I initially thought would have Lotte giggling, but I'm pretty sure she'd just take him at face value and " :0 !! There might be books here??"

[romanpolitan]

FANKID ART DROP!!!!! (^w^) 🤍

felt like dropping some of my fankids! :D i love them all a lot hehe

info about them under the cut !!!!

Sundae Ren (she/her)

- semblance undecided, but she will have one

- bratty and blunt, super dry humor kinda unhinged like rwby chibi nora

- vegetarian

- oldest sister of JNPR berries

Poppi Arc (she/her)

- never unlocks her semblance

- twee style , weird girl

- autistic, similar to ren in attitude

- deaf, semi-nonverbal but uses a lot of sign

- the youngest kid of JNPR berries

i love jnpr berries poly, they all parent and raise the kiddo’s as siblings. there are 3 Arko’s kids apart of the family as well, but they have yet to be designed (juniper, alyx and louis)

Venus Rose (he/him)

- autistic

- only child

- semblance: eclipse. his semblance allows him to delve into shadows, he can then dissipate his body and travel between touching shadows without being seen

- clingy kid, separation anxiety, slept with his parents until he was like 10 type kid 😭

Aurelia Xiao-long (she/her)

- adopted

- semblance: spatulae. her semblance gives her fingers, pads of her palms, souls of her feet, and toes an adhesive ability allowing her to stick to any surface. this gives her sneak attacks and stealthy abilities

- wants to be a huntress like her moms :)

- snarky, smart, straight A student who gets an early ride into the huntsmen academy of her choice

- eldest sister

Sunny Xiao-long (she/her)

- youngest sister

- was carried to term by blake and is biologically related to her, jaune was the surrogate since he is close with them and sorta looks like yang

- transfem 🏳️‍⚧️ came out pretty young in the most supportive household ever

- lion faunus , ears + mane later as she gets older

- shy, inidepended kid

- undecided semblance

Atasi Wukong (she/they)

- she is their biological child, sun is transmasc and carried her

- monkey faunus with ears

- lazy eye but still capable of sight

- undecided semblance

- very laid back, silly girl, loves her aunty blake and is always playing around

penny and oscar have SO many kids 😭 they’re cutesy traditional-esc farming lesbians. i’m gonna rapid fire them as a lot of the info is on the drawing

firefly’s semblance is called hover: she came make herself float as well as small objects

octave’s semblance is called sound warp: he can create sound waves, use them to push things away, deafen them, and even manipulate peoples hearing slightly

neelie’s semblance is echo-location: similar to her twin she uses sound waves to locate and feel people around him. he can also send waves out to feel out the environments of further locations

mahogany’s semblance is called botanical arts: she is able to control and change the growth of plants and use them in different forms

olive’s semblance is anima: the ability to communicate with animals, later she develops the ability to also influence how they behave

last but not least flora, she’s like a hypothetical ‘if the world was happy’ 😭😭 ozma and salem are just a happy married couple who run Beacon and NOTHING bad ever happens EVER!!!! Also neither salem or ozma have last names, so i just gave them pine and they adopt oscar and take his :3

Flora Pine (they/them)

- albino

- not fully blind but like most albino pe,ople can barely see a foot away from their face

- intersex, identifies as nonbinary

- no semblance, has magic like their parents

- very close with their big brother oscar, shy and awkward similar to him in personality

[aleielle-of-roshar]

Why Not hehe

Pssst, since I personally have wayyyyy too many blorbos… Current Fandom and Oc Blorbos list (MOOTS PLEASE REBLOG WITH YOURS HEHE- I mean I probably know most already, blorbos-in-law as my friend @bookworm-driven-insane called it buuut)

Fandom!:

Kohga (loz)

Sooga (loz)

Venli (cosmere)

Sixth Doctor (dw)

Kroton (dw) (nobody can stop me from pronouncing his name as ‘crouton’ hehe)

Yes Man (fallout)

The Think Tank- ALL OF THEM (fallout)

Jayne (Firefly)

Kaylee (Firefly)

Inara (Firefly) (I ship her with Kaylee and you can’t stop me :P)

Zoë (wow firefly again)

Jesse and James (Pokémon- they are THE iconic duo so they get paired together lol)

Garak (Star Trek)

Spock (Star Trek)

Data (Star Trek)

Worf (Star Trek)

Hemmer (Star Trek)

Tendi (… Star Trek)

Seven of Nine (Also Star Trek lmao)

Neelix (woagh more star trek)

Saru (can you tell I’m a massive trekkie yet /silly)

Mandalore the Ultimate (Star Wars) (would let him run me over with a basilisk frfr)

HK-47 (Star Wars)

Dagoth Ur (Elder Scrolls)

Haskill (Elder Scrolls)

WALKS-SOFTLY. (Elder Scrolls) (Fun Fact: wishes-for-meaning was originally going to marry walks-softly lmao)

Greenbell (Mo: Astray) (its your fault Bubs btw you infected me)

OC!: (gonna kinda group them by story)

Nīkau (oops he only exists in my head rn)

ALEIELLE (literally named myself after them lmao)

Qebran / The Mechanic (especially 5, they’ll never make me hate you <3 they being me)

Galileo (my poor depressed man :( )

Aleksei (my poor ‘pretending I can’t physically feel depressed’ man :( )

MEEMAW (MEEMAW.)

Literally the whole main cast of New Aldridgeville

Oleksandr a second time because he’s so cool he gets to be the main char for two stories in two continents (HIMMMMM)

Samson (rip samson, you would have loved a thing called ‘therapy’)

Benoît (rip benoît, you would have lived to know how to swi- actually I doubt you could swim so far your doomed)

Balali (Nooooo balali don’t dropkick Hylia wtf)

Not really an oc but all my spec bio headworlds I love them so much

Dr. Chakriya (can you and your be- uhm worst enemy stop trying to definitely kill each other def not actually a bonding activity)

Yeshki (grgrgrgrgrgr *shakes him*)

Yasen (ifykyk-)

HK-51-4367 and so on so forth (would let him kill me and adopt my cats)

Gizka (NOOOOOOOOOOO NONONONONO STAHP NOOOO STOP TORTURING HIM ALEIELLE HE’S BEEN THRU ENOUGH)

Malnaak (baby.)

Mor’ahzem (we don’t question why her life goal involves dying uhm thats just a part of it, its scholarly okay?!)

Vex’tul (also baby.)

Balance (I want to roll him down a hill)

Kedhur (pronounced like cheddar with a K instead lol)

Ynrur (HELL YEAH KICK YOUR GOD EX IN THE BALLS)

Gwinvenin (HELL YEAH GET KICKED IN THE BALLS)

Epoch Root (*gently hands her a heated blanket*)

Taipan (*gently hands him a guillotine*)

Kodkod (he smokes weed btw)

[wexhappyxfew]

I'd like to ask about "Rosie and Judy = 3-Parter in the Middle of Nowhere-Russia/Germany." It is making me think 👀🥺 thoughts.

lestweforget5

HI AND HELLO!!!!! thank you so much for stopping by the askbox!!! i appreciate it so so much!!! :) AND -- thank you for THIS SPECIFIC ONE!!!! *equally* thinking many (SOBS) thoughts about this specific piece as well because (what can I say) angst/whump/hurt/comfort makes the world go 'round when i write ships and couples so.....

HERE I do some rambling about this specific 3-parter piece series. I also share a snippet hehe! <3

BUT -- I definitely have some more snippets and rambling I can happily do!!! :)

I mention a bit about how Judy's past is a major influence on her sense-of-self along with how she approaches the world around her, so please enjoy this snippet!

The next time she woke was in a canvas tent - she could tell because of the scent. Despite being across an ocean, canvas still smelled the same and reminded her of home. Nights out under the stars, staring out towards darkened mountain tops, chasing fireflies, giggling and laughing, enjoying her father's raspy song voice in the midst of a shooting star, eating fresh honey her mother had canned. Days where childhood had seemed endless and limitless and she'd been so lost in the midst of it all to see the worry and stress on her parents' faces, know the truth about their situation, the lack of money - but there'd been happiness still. They'd still brought home what happiness they could've had and Judy had felt that. Canvas would always bring her back. Along with the smell of fire wood.

I think this 3-parter will highlight the past a lot (in reference to Judy's youth as the FIRST mention of the past, in reference to the actual crash of the plane as the SECOND mention of the past, and in reference to the last conversation she had with Rosie as the THIRD mention of the past) all of which are important moments and equally people/things in her life that made her who she is. AND SO WITH THAT -- I also want to mention that (and have since mentioned) that angst is my absolute most favorite thing EVER....so please....enjoy a snippet of that too hehe :)

"Rosie?" she managed out, her voice hoarse and strained, a wet cough following, followed by a searing pain that shot through the right side of her head. More hushed voices - evident confusion - despite her lack of understanding, she could make out the tone. Confusion. Distance. Hesitance. The more she got her eyes to open, blinking rapidly to get her whereabouts, she realized that not only were faces watching her intently, but the tips of each gun were pointed right at her. Judy let out another strangled cry as slowly lifted her hands away from her body, a groan escaping her lips at the pain in her right arm - it was enough to be blinding and numbing enough for her eyes to roll back in her head and her to pass out for a few moments. Coming back to it, she could hear the voices again, lost in translation, evident confusion. What was going on? Where was she? Why wasn't she in the plane? Where was Rosie? Judy strained to keep her gaze focused. "Rosie?" she tried again, only catching the frantic voices and evident glances of the soldiers above her, "Where….where's Rosie?"

BRB CRYING. Asking for Rosie, completely confused, a bit helpless, trying to keep it together without wanting to completely lose her mind (Judy Rybinski are you ME?????). Incredibly excited to intertwine this short-story of finding each other again in this mess sorta vibe and just yeah. THEM <33333

THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN!!!!!! Excited to continue both progressing and continuing to develop this! <3

ask about my WIPS! [here]

[tiny-paws]

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❌ anything religious (only modern religion; ancient religion is okay!)

❌ anything medical in nature (including vets)

❌ diapers (sorry about this one, diapers are super valid, we’ve just had icky experiences)

❌ the dream team (from mcyt)

❌ cc!wilbur soot

Extra notes:

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✨ be as specific as you want with requests, although if something’s too specific we might not get it perfect. if your request is very general, we may take artistic liberties!

✨ we have the right to deny any request. sometimes we just won’t feel comfortable completing something.

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- anti-self diagnosis

- syscourse, or discourse in general

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Tags list!

#mikey chirps — mikey’s posts/rbs

#bee meows — bee’s posts/rbs

# tango purrs — tango’s posts/rbs

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#ten rambles — ten/doctor’s posts/rbs

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#tiny paw scribbles — doodles/art

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[iholli]

Yessss tell me about your rats!! Both is good. If you want. Yes all of these i am not picking less i want ANSWERS <3

who kissed who first:

who remembers things:

nicknames for each other: 

most trivial thing they fight over: 

who leaves their stuff around:

who cusses more: 

who’s the big spoon/little spoon:

what do they do when they’re away from each other:

what would they do if the other one was hurt:

YAYYY hehe I am happy to yap about both my rats ilysm 💖💖💖

who kissed who first

BLITZRAT: that would be RTE! they just got really excited once Blitz's spark transformation to his new protoform worked and well-- they'd been waiting a while to be able to kiss him. sorry, Bluescreen.

FIREBYTER: Ratbyte, being the flirty menace that she is to Heatwave. tricked him into getting close enough for her to give him a little kiss and then shoved him into the water 💖 it's kind of a thing for them to do that atp. good thing Heatwave gets that boat mode.

who remembers things

BLITZRAT: RTE, but mostly by default. Blitzwing does remember things pretty well, there's just a lot else going on in his head so he often has to sort through a mess to get the information he actually needs.

FIREBYTER: Mr. Holds a Grudge Forever lmfao. Heatwave remembers everything, especially if he's being petty, but he's better about noticing and remembering details too... even if his temper gets the best of him anyway. Ratbyte is very much the opposite and tends to forget things without familiarity-- she does better with tasks she's done a lot, people she sees frequently, stuff like that.

nicknames for each other

BLITZRAT: Blitzwing of course always refers to his conjunx as Ratty! they've always been Ratty, he's the only one allowed to use it, and it gets him out of trouble with RTE more often than not hehe. but sweetspark is a favorite term too 💖

FIREBYTER: Heatwave usually calls Ratbyte "pest," which over time has gone from a remark on her constantly annoying him to a term of affection, and "firecracker" now and then once Ratbyte becomes a more permanent part of the team. on the occasion he's actually being soft on purpose (and no one else is around to hear him) Heatwave will use "firefly" 💖

RTE calls him Blitzy most of the time, and Icyhot when they're mad at him! and sweetspark. and Blitzrawr sometimes because they both think it's funny Earth humor.

I think they use a lot of other language nicknames too-- Old Cybertronian and Quintesson, things only the two of them can understand.

Ratbyte meanwhile has referred to Heatwave as "Red" since day one. admittedly color coordination made it easier to remember who's who, but it just stuck. she wants to get under his circuits, though? "Hi, handsome." maybe "snapdragon" once in a while!

most trivial thing they fight over

BLITZRAT: what don't they fight over? they'll argue what color of energon tastes better, they'll fight over who had more collateral damage in their last battle, they'll bicker about stealing each other's pillows even though RTE has a damn hoard of them. these idiots fight about everything. all the time. it's a love language 💖

FIREBYTER: their most petty subject of argument has changed over the course of their relationship, though there's a lot about Ratbyte stealing shiny trinkets from people, but once they're actually courting it's the Decepticon emblem. Ratbyte isn't changing it, ever. Heatwave doesn't like it. they bicker about it a lot. it's not make or break considering Ratbyte's actions speak louder than any logo on her shoulder-- but still.

it gets better once Ratbyte is considered part of the team officially enough to have her emblem updated so it looks like the Rescue Bots', just with the Decepticon icon. Heatwave still isn't wild about it but they argue a lot less. I mean, he is still petty as fuck. loves his rat. petty as fuck. they both are!

who leaves their stuff around

BLITZRAT: RTE, oh my god. the scavenger is the only one who can find any of their stuff. and it's not limited to their section of the habsuite either-- RTE is notably the only con who gets away with making a mess in Shockwave's lab, and can and will wreck everybot else's space just to be a menace.

Blitzwing prefers an at least somewhat tidy area, although he's long given up trying to keep RTE contained on that front. if he needs something he's better off just asking where his conjunx put it.

FIREBYTER: Ratbyte, but only in the process of organizing. Ratbyte really likes organizing and hates her things being even slightly out of place. she just gets laser focused on reorganizing and it becomes an entire project, sometimes even extending to the rest of the team's things... everybody hates coming home to find Ratbyte cleaning. again. just ask her if she organized by size, shape, or color this time. although, Chase does appreciate her sorting his books alphabetically by author last name.

Heatwave is pretty minimal and prefers his stuff be contained. he doesn't like to spend time looking for something.

who cusses more

BLITZRAT: RTE but not by much. they'll swear in Cybertronian, they'll swear in the human language of their choice, they'll make up swears if they feel like it. Blitz definitely swears a lot too-- usually Quintesson curses under his breath, but if he's really pissed he'll fire off in any language just like his conjunx.

FIREBYTER: Ratbyte swears a lot-- but she only beats Heatwave because he feels he has to actively filter around everyone. Ratbyte has no such qualm. Heatwave deserves to swear. He would swear enough to put the Seekure to shame if he weren't doing his best to behave. when it's just him and his team-- and even more so with just Ratbyte-- all bets are off. he swears.

who's the big spoon/little spoon

BLITZRAT: RTE is the big spoon, since they usually sleep curled up on top of Blitzy! it's a protective thing, too. RTE is very protective and likes to feel that they're between Blitzwing and anything that could hurt him. he's almost been offlined at least twice, after all.

Blitzy is perfectly fine with this, but he does like to be the big spoon sometimes. it's nice to hold his rat! and he will not let go of them for quite a while, either. get cuddled, idiot. (this happens a lot in the mornings. he's clingy asf.)

FIREBYTER: Ratbyte should be the big spoon considering she's. y'know. quite a bit bigger than Heatwave. but this is Heatwave. he's possessive and protective as hell, you better believe he can and will figure out the best way to be the big spoon. plus Ratbyte is soft. it's like snuggling a big furry pillow. no one is ever allowed to know how clingy that mech gets in his sleep. he's just protecting his rat. no other reason. (they both sleep a lot better together. Ratbyte likes being protected and Heatwave needs that physical contact on his own terms.)

what do they do when they're away from each other

BLITZRAT: it's established fact they hate being apart and are very much the "what do you do when I'm gone?" "wait for you to come back" meme, even if they are both perfectly capable of being independent. if they're not occupied when separated, they're pathetically sad waiting for the other to come back. but they are both high ranking Decepticons with plenty of work to do-- if they're apart, it's because they're on a mission. that really is the only reason and even then they're probably trying to get around being on separate tasks...

FIREBYTER: Heatwave is usually on a mission, checking in on the mainland facility, or begrudgingly helping Kade with something; Ratbyte is probably causing said mission, making sure her trine is okay, or out joyriding with Dani or Cody. they're more accustomed to being separate buuuuut eventually they will admit just how much they miss each other.

what would they do if the other one was hurt

there's one answer for all four of them: boticide. Heatwave is the only one who might-- might-- not kill a bot who hurt Ratbyte, but he can still do plenty of damage without completely offlining someone. RTE won't hesitate. Blitzwing won't hesitate. Ratbyte won't hesitate. just don't fuck with these bots or their significant others. seriously. they all have protective / possessiveness issues.