#from Cici

[your-lovely-ghost]

I need more caregiver friends.

[kaleidoru]

biker mice from mars biker lions from saturn

[fbfh]

Do you still write for Dave Lizewski? I loved what you've written for him so far!

FUCK yes I do. Listen there's a lot I could say about Dave, but one thing that is NEVER addressed is how deeply rooted and repressed his mommy issues are. I'm sorry, your mom dies in front of you and you're just... not affected by it??? bullshit!!!!!!! Dave CRAVES a soft gentle touch, a divine feminine aura. Even if you're not a girl, if you just take care of him gently and look at him with a soft fondness he will fold SO fast. and yes having a nice rack (while not necessary) will help with this a lot. and by a nice rack I mean literally just having anything on your chest. flat tits, huge tits, lopsided tits, fake tits, real tits, literally ANYTHING. even if your tits are practically nonexistent he WILL still be trying to grope and suck on them. and he WILL succeed. nothing in this world can stop this boy from drooling over you.

after a particularly long night full of stopping some muggers, making sure the town drunk doesn't fight anyone, and helping some college girls get home safe, he shows up at your place, a little bumped and bruised but not majorly injured. you greet him with this soft, understanding smile and bring him up to your bathroom. It's all clean and soapy and smells like you, and he immediately starts to relax. you help him take off his suit and he tries not to get hard from the feeling of your warm hands getting him out of his suit and exposing his skin to the cool air. you start inspecting him to see how bad he's hurt - because of all his nerve damage he doesn't always notice how bad his injuries are.

you smooth his hair and praise him, listen to him talk about his night patrolling the neighborhood. worry flashes across across your face as you see the scratches all over his face and arms.

"Oh, uh, Mrs. Landsberg's cat got stuck..." He trails off sheepishly while you smile and put disinfectant on his nicks and scrapes.

"Look at you, helping little old ladies and rescuing cats from trees." you coo playfully.

"Well, she got stuck in the attic crawl space, but..." he shrugs with another blush, feeling all proud and sheepish from your praise.

"Close enough."

you press a kiss to his nose.

"now all you need is a job at the daily planet."

Dave was so sore and tired after tonight that he felt like he'd need days to recover. but after 10 minutes with you, you already have him laughing and feeling like himself again. Dave doesn't know what he did to luck out and have you in his life, but he thinks about you all the time. If he's not physically with you (or texting you or calling you or snapping you or lurking on your social media accounts or reading through your old texts or looking through the folder of pictures and videos he has of you saved in his phone or-) he's thinking about you all the time. he even dreams about you every night. no matter how much time he spends with you, he always wants more. Dave is definitely in the sex isn't enough I need to crawl inside your skin club.

[crescentfool]

he made a cookie but then he ate it...

[seiwas]

here for your game!! i am kindly asking for megumi and royal au!! 💗 hope you’re doing well sel!!

cici!! thanks for playing with me 🥺 this was so fun to think about! i hope you’re doing well too 🥺

megumi + royal au

megumi was born to be your knight, and yuuji your prince.

at least, that was what was intended.

your mothers had all grown together in a town south of where she eventually married into. your mother and yuuji’s had both married into royalty, while megumi’s remained in the noble high class.

every summer, your families would gather on an island east of the southern sea—a place your mothers had spent their blazing summers in as maidens. it was where they could be free, without the watching eyes of their tutors from the academy.

it was where megumi’s mother had met his father, and where they eventually fell in love, then married. megumi was born in the winter, but you are certain that if he were born in the summer, his first breath would have been the crisp air of the southern sea.

the island is your second home, a place where you, megumi, and yuuji grew up together. afternoon tag games in fields of cosmos, and stargazing at night, just at the hilltop overlooking the island’s coast. it holds every memory you keep close to your chest.

you lost your first tooth there when you slammed face-first into yuuji’s back after finally catching up to him in your game of chase. yuuji ran straight back to the summer house to call for your mother, but megumi remained right there beside you, crouched low with his arm stretched out to your lips. he’d pulled his sleeves all the way down for it, offering up the fabric for you to bite into to stop the bleeding in the meantime.

memories of summer remind you of yuuji’s bright eyes, like the sun, constantly beckoning you and megumi for a day of adventure. they remind you of megumi’s, a deep blue-green that takes on light like the stars. a depth hidden in constellations; to this day, they still make you curious, and you still find yourself lost in them more times than you would admit.

you were a formidable trio, your bond unbreakable the same way your mothers’ was. a relationship grown in fondness but predestined all the same. you had an inkling early on that you and yuuji were to be paired at some point of your lives.

and you love him, yes. it is impossible not to, in some way. but you do not love him like that—for you, it has always been megumi.

since training for knighthood in your kingdom, and being orphaned from a tragic accident that killed both his parents, megumi has been by your side, his life sworn to yours.

he watches you quietly and carefully, standing close to you when you go into town. his body is but your human shield, though you know it is out of more than just his obligation when he remains on edge, even for paper cuts and needle pricks from sewing his or yuuji’s latest handkerchiefs.

megumi has a steady resolve and an even steadier hand; he would occasionally teach you the essentials of holding a knife, though you know combat training is far from what any of your tutors would want you to be doing on a sunday night.

“for your letters, and other things,” he’d penned on the note attached to his gift for your 16th birthday.

a thin, dainty thing. sharp at the tip with elegant vines at its base. a letter opener.

you do not receive as many letters as you send off, he knows that much. the only letters you write are for him and yuuji, but even those are different in nature; yuuji’s often come in elegant envelopes, wax-sealed with his family crest. megumi’s, however, are on papers torn in haste, folded to be slipped discreetly into his pockets, or to be slid right underneath his door.

‘and other things’ he had said, and you are certain he means ‘for your protection, when i cannot be there’. it fits perfectly into the palm of your hand and is light enough for you to carry wherever you go. he has given you enough lessons for you to know how to use it when you need to.

marriage is a topic you have yet to fully speak to your parents about. they have never imposed it on you, knowing full well there is no rush, especially when your father is not so particular about political alliances. but ever since you were young, you have always known it was predestined to be yuuji.

but again, that was what was intended.

during the tail end of your 17th spring, the gojo family put out a hunt. the royal family only comprised the lone gojo king, his own parents now retired and out of the political scene—and he needed an heir.

to your surprise, the king himself appeared on your family’s doorstep, carefully assessing all the boys in your household.

then, his blue eyes landed right next to you, to the boy who has always been right by your side; the boy who has sworn his life to yours by knighthood.

“you,” the gojo king points.

your megumi.

you freeze, gripping the letter opener behind you. you don’t know how to feel; you can’t tell if this is a good thing or not.

would he have to leave?

the gojo kingdom is further up north, and surely megumi cannot reign as its prince if he is away from it.

megumi looks at the king, then at you.

what do you do?

[thapunqueen]

CHARM PREORDERS JUST ADDED TO THE OL ETSY SHOP !! blew off some of the dust off my etsy shop for 2 new charms !! they're up right now and will be up for preorder until SEPTEMBER 9th !!!!! international shipping SHOULD WORK THIS TIME !!! i know last time i was unable to for whatever reason despite etsy giving me the thumbs up for it but now i think im able to !! (if not though PLEASE let me know somewhere so i can see what to do to change it as im still very new to etsy and already etsy does not like me lolol </3)

[yuumebow]

CEASEFIRE NOW. 🍉

i apologise for not posting about this earlier but if ur pro israel/zionist BLOCK/UNF ME.

there are children and families dying, people without healthcare, people losing their limbs, people losing their homes, people gaining illnesses, people losing their loved ones. you cannot be neutral about this.

while your whining about a stupid oscar, while your making excuses to not reblog and help palestine, while your living ur comfortable life, PEOPLE ARE DYING. MILLIONS OF PEOPLE ARE DYING.

it does not fucking matter if you are an aesthetic blog, FUCK your aesthetics. whats more important is palestine.

raise your voice and speak loud and proud about palestine. boycott, hang up posters, buy e-sims, donate, reblog, stand with palestine

if you cant boycott or donate thats okay, but please instead spread awareness and reblog.

even if your a complete random person with no following or barely any, REBLOG AND POST ABOUT PALESTINE. spread awareness anywhere u can.

and especially if you do have a following USE YOUR VOICE. lead your followers to these resources and let them help and support palestine.

and while your at it, do your daily clicks, its easy and free and takes only less than 30 seconds, do it now.

and please check this thread of palestine resources. and look at this thread too.

poster to hang up here.

try and do the most you can for palestine. please rb, spread awareness and donate if your able to. do not stay silent about this

from river to sea, palestine will be free.

[psihawaii]

whatever. mashup week megamix if the host was awesome.

[toasty-self-shipping]

This deserves its own post because I love how I made cici hair look for her week 4 sprite

Handsome boy with her big fluffy hair

[marshmallowloves]

so Orbulon's height is...kind of a mystery??? He's shown to be tinier than everyone in the ending of Mega Microgames, but then is about the same height as Spitz in his ending cutscene in Mega Party Game$...and then in the recent games they pretty much draw him with chibi proportions. 🤔 I've seen people point out the dissonance between Smol Bean Orbulon and Tall Lanky Orbulon and wonder if he's just been shrunk over the years...

I dunno which one is supposed to be the "canon one" so my personal theory is that, since he is able to shapeshift (e.g. his various disguises), he just picks whichever proportions the given story/situation/joke calls for.

in other words, get you an alien that can do both:

[101flavoursofweird]

1 or 6 or 12 for the fandom ask game for Professor Layton? :)

((Thank you!))

OTP?

It changes all the time but right now the main OTP is Janice/Melina because I’ve been writing about them and also because of the Tragic Ships poll the eternal divas are currently competing in :’)

Show us a bit of a WIP!

“Move—!” Rena tackled Janice out of the road, out of the way of the red car. 

The two of them rolled to safety on the pavement. Slightly dazed, lying on her side, Janice stared into Rena’s wide russet brown eyes.

Janice barely registered Cici’s voice beside them. “Is that—?” Cici’s question became a gannet-like shriek of glee. “It’s HIM! It’s PROFESSOR LAYTON…!”

-A Janice/OC (Rena) moment from the Siren of Sebri… and OC’s younger sister is excited to meet Professor Layton 

Except that’s not Layton.

What's the funniest or craziest AU idea you've ever come up with?

Henry can see/talk to ghosts. Randall dies and becomes a ghost. Randall proceeds to haunt the Ascot house 

[perfektblau]

My list of "I'm not a furry, but.."

[fbfh]

OOOOOH BOY chat we are COOKED!!!!! my insurance is being a little fuckin bitch about covering my adhd meds so I'm out and I have to self medicate with caffeine so espresso!op is back!!!! /lh

anyway almost done with season 3 of young royals and I'm thinking about August falling SO hard and fast for adhd!reader. you are the only person at hillerska who sees through his bullshit and calls him out on it and he HATES it and he can't fucking stay away from you. after you've been together for a while (people still marvel at how weirdly good you are for each other) you seem a little off, and finally fess up to him that there's a shortage of your adhd meds bc assholes keep abusing them or faking adhd to get it as a study drug (you are unaware that august is one of said assholes) so of COURSE he plays it off like "omg how could someone do that!!! that's just awful!!!!"

so despite his historical patterns of self centered douchey behavior and decisions he actually DOES care about you. there's this tiny little redeeming part within him that wants to be good. like lilo and stitch. dating august is like lilo and stitch and I will not elaborate further. anyway he genuinely does his best to help you out until your meds are filled again. he helps you with chores and laundry and stuff (calls in a cleaning service) makes sure you have grab and go meals (orders you a meal prep service and catering from your favorite restaurants) and helps you find your stuff (follows you around and keeps your keys wallet and phone on a shelf high enough for you to not reach that way you don't misplace them again). he listens to you ramble when you're feeling hyperactive and chatty, he lets you lay on his lap and watch bits of dust float through the air for hours on end when you're feeling inattentive. if you need to stim he'll take you to some indoor gymnastics trampoline park thing and let you go nuts, and if you use caffeine to self medicate when you're off your meds by GOD he will have espresso and energy drinks on tap for you. he won't mind when you wake him up at night because you can't sleep or keep moving around because you can't get comfy, he'll make sure you get where you need to go on time and act as your personal human planner. even if he needs to pick you up and carry you (which he will if necessary), he won't let you start stressing out about forgetting stuff. if you feel bad about it at all, if you feel like you're asking too much of him or being a burden, he will shut that shit down so fast. it's hard work, but he wants to do this, he wants to take care of you. he still won't tell you that he had a faking adhd for meds phase, but after seeing what you go through, he vows never to take prescription stimulants again. he'll make sure no one else in his circle does either - except vincent, who's actually diagnosed and has to regularly remind August that he is in fact supposed to be taking adderall whenever it comes up. August has so much more respect for you and for neurodivergent people in general after that. he didn't think karma really existed before, but he sure as fuck does now, and he might think a little more about tempting her by doing something douchey next time. even if he doesn't, he has you to keep him in line.

[judesmoonbeauty]

I'm mainly a lurker, but I just wanted to thank you for all you do in the community! Your translations and fics originally were what got me engaged in the fandom. Take care of yourself, and happy October! :3

Omigosh, I'm speechless! Really, this made my day so much, thank you! I really do enjoy sharing with everyone, and I'm so happy that you enjoy my translations and writing. Thank you again, I hope you (and everyone else too), stay well and have a happy October!

(づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ♡

[lexyscross]

This may ruffle some feathers to say, but: At least half of the Ghostface killers so far would’ve won if it weren’t for the main characters having plot armor thicker than concrete and most mainstream writers/directors following the boring, puritan formula of having the villain(s) lose.

[4bsurdcreature]

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