#gargoyle mode

[setyourphaserstoslutty]

I Never Post dogs at my work but Good God look at this Furby

[egophiliac]

was this anyone else's first thought, or

[emobatsy]

1-800-R-U-PEEPIN

[blueallihc]

Day 8 . Draw Elisa

These some of days I was at my grandmother’s, but it would be a crime not to draw Elisa

[gone-fish-mode]

looking at the gargoyles on these churches got me feelings some kind of way. its not a kin but i might add it as a hearttype. Just being a stone critter, a guardian and protector and a watcher. Water spitting out of my mouth when it rains. Seems like a peaceful existence doing what I already love (people watching and sitting in the rain).

Will debate this for a few days. I'm not the type to really kin many things or collect identities, so who knows if it'll stick. I just resonate with the presence they hold in a space and their monstrous (but generally kind) appearance. The way they stand silently and aren't often included in things, but still there. just really clicks with me. how i am irl most of the time.

Looked up at one and went "oh." It's like a sense of deep understanding and community with them. Was strange and very sudden. Doesn't feel like my alien or gillman 'types, though. I don't look at them and see myself.

[msburgundy]

i'm normal now

[sweet-beezus]

Irregularly scheduled something or other (soft edition because the cycle continues-)

[juniaships]

OK BUT SINCE TFA WAS INFLUENCED BY GARGOYLES IT WOULD'VE BEEN CUTE IF THEY HAD GIVEN OPTIMUS A HUMAN LOVE INTEREST LIKE GOLIATH AND ELISA

[projectbatman193]

You know who's got a problem with that?

[bittershins]

U know, i need more friends irl that i can gripe about wearing shoes with. it's too cold out for sandals and if i put my shoes on furniture, assume I've yeerked or whatever

[mugenmasamune]

Promts I’ve being thinking of for BatPham

Danny, freshly new in Gotham and he’s just scared as shit. He’s injured and he found a roof to cry on next to a gargoyle, knees to his chest and his head buried in his knees.

Red Hood, who had been following the pit, which was trying to lead him to something eventually finds him.

Scared-hurt-injured-fearful

Jason finds the kid and the pit rumbles as their eyes meet.

He kneels down and opens his arms, and the kid stares at him for a full five seconds before launching into Jason’s arms.

Help-safe-it’s ok-I’m here

Neither of them know what’s happening, but both of them say nothing and just stay there.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Danny getting a ghost sickness and the batfam having no idea what to do and panicking. Being near Jason seems to help, even though Danny has been reduced to weak ghost/cat/core noises

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

BatPham playing hide and seek tag in Gotham

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Danny finding the weirdest places to nap in the manor, Dick caught him napping in the chandelier once in ghost mode, with his tail hanging over the side. He still has a picture.

Jason found him sleeping in the garden under a tree in the sun, and decided to sit next to him, taking a nap as well. Dick has a picture of this too.

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[ventique18]

What if Malleus has a personal social media account? Lilia taught him how to use the internet, but managing one account was one of the very few things he actually managed to recall. He uses it as a sort of records archive for all of the gargoyles he encounters; complete with pictures, its name, its sculptor, its creation date, and some notes on what makes it stand out.

Journalists in the know are aware that it's his official account because putting aside his handle being literally his full name, its contents perfectly match with the few known peculiarities of this elusive prince. No one really cares enough to make a news of it though, as it's the most god damned boring account ever for most regular people. It's hardly worth gossiping over.

That was, until one day. Until one day Cater comes rushing to you in full panic mode. He shows you his phone and scrolls swiftly and endlessly-- because there you are, in all your beaming glory, sitting in between a gargoyle and your beloved prince as you snap a selfie to commemorate your time at Fleur City.

Multiple may be the news reposts about this particular photo, but they all feature a single post screenshot with a simple caption:

"Beautiful."

The world had found out that the famous prince is finally in love.

[sleepyorchidmonster]

Okay, but what if, after graduation, all the students band together and create a gigantic contract that states that, after their deaths, their respective UMs are to be given to Malleus, so he'll never be alone?

The contract's paper received protection from Vil's Fairest One of All, so it's basically indestructible (it can only be broken after Malleus himself dies).

Future Malleus tries to use everyone's magic at least once per day.

It's a Deal, Off With Your Head, Bind the Heart and Split Card are very useful for his daily activities as a ruler, he uses Oasis Maker to water his garden and help in times of drought, I See You is mostly used to keep prized possessions in check and Sleep Kiss has saved plenty of people.

The more destructive abilities like King's Roar are mostly used in times of peril (or when he wants to be petty and dramatic), and the same goes for Bet the Limit. Shock the Heart, Laugh With Me and Snake Whisper are very useful for intel gathering or pranks.

He uses Unleash the Beast whenever he visits a colder climate or just wants to change forms without turning into a dragon (he becomes a black wolf with green eyes, very fluffy). Doodle Suit is often used to make food taste terrible (he misses Lillia, even his atrocious cooking), while Fairest One of All protects all gargoyles frim erosion.

Far Cry Cradle is used to reminisce fond memories, and he likes to use Meet Me in a Dream to visit Ortho, who is still alive. He LOVES dashing around with Living Bolt.

He can't exactly use Gate to The Underworld, since it's hereditary and troublesome, so Idia gave him an indestructible tablet with a custom gargoyle game and a "Idia Mode" (the tablet makes annoying remarks, like "GG Folks" or "This RNG really is awful").

BONUS:

Malleus: As your King, I hereby declare that the Senate is to be immediately disbanded.

Senate: WHAT

Idia Tablet: LMAO. Sucks to suck!

[gone-fish-mode]

so the latest post regarding gargoylekin was four years ago, which means I am once again drawn to some pretty small communities. None of the posts in the tags really clicked with me either. The one that went into detail was more mythical, whereas I am feeling this towards literal hunks of rock with water spewing out of their mouth.

I am hesitant to call it a kintype because as much as I respect polykins and polytherians, it's just a little too sporadic for me? I don't know, I have a bit of trouble understanding how multiple kintypes can coexist (despite being an alien and a gillman and therefore a polykin).

I don't completely like the term hearttype for them, though. It keeps the issue of my struggling with multiple kintypes, but I'm very picky with what terms I use and things that get more specific tend to drive me away. I'd really have to think about where I think my connection with them is coming from and how it interacts with my gillman and alien 'types.

I know my alien type is very abstract and why it is the way it is, and I also understand the origins of my gillman type. I know how those two interact very well, and I have for years! But all of a sudden this potential realization comes in and I don't really know how to fit it in with everything else.

I know that all three of these spawn from a sense of isolation and loneliness and act as a way to help me accept my otherness, but they all exist on different levels of my brain and emotions. I think gargoyles are used as a very shallow, surface level expression of my everyday life. Because of my lived experiences, I relate to them on a level that really shocked me. I don't experience phantom limbs for them or shifts, but I know how they feel and they know how I feel.

they may just be a hearttype, but I'm just not sure. It exists with the same intensity as my other 'types and I think its strange.

[harzilla]

okay, but I think it'd be funny as fuck if the Yuu/MC/Player snaps and just tells Malleus he's being a shitty friend and that's what causes him to get out of overblotting. Then Malleus just stops in the middle of an overblot and all "Wait, I'm being a bad friend...?" Yuu's all "Yes you are. Stop it right now or I'll stop calling you Tsunotarou/Hornton."

And bro just deflates and powers down cause oh God his best friend in the entire universe is mad at him. Does that mean they're never going to take walks with him and talk about gargoyles? Wait does that mean he's never invited to Ramshackle again? Now they'll never teach him how to text message. What should friends do in this situation? Just full on dial-up panic mode.

[schoenpepper]

Isekai'd Chronicles 4

Intro: Octavinelle in an isekai AU.

Warnings: bad writing, awful grammar, proofread by quillbot, the fish mafia deserve their own warning, mentions of death in all of them, Floyd in his mer form

A/N: Floyd's one of my favorite characters, but I must admit that Jade's part is probably my favorite one that I've written.

Masterlist

It seems like you have the braincell in your trio today. When your idiots come to you with tears in their eyes and a sea anemone on their heads, there's a little part of you that wants to tell them to deal with it on their own. But you don't do that because sadly, you're a good friend. Instead, you trudge on over to the cafe run by the shadiest people on campus, and you meet the second shadiest person on campus.

Shady, sleazy little octopus, the man is. Another duke-in-line, this one to the merfolk, so he has the same status as you really, Azul Ashengrotto is another hard mode capture target and one you can't afford to cross. You sit down in his fancy VIP room and he tells you that he wants to make a deal with you. He'll shorten your friends' time working at the lounge if you work alongside them! Isn't he such a benevolent soul? You agree of course, and reading through the contract, there's not a lot of pitfalls that can even be made with such straightforward terms. You realize pretty early on that getting you on board was only Azul's road to getting Kalim and Leona to blow way too much money on the lounge, and according to the contract, you can't ask them to stop even if you wanted to.

He's not a bad boss at least. You stomp over to his office and demand to eat lunch there, because the break room has a certain pair of mers you'd be smart to avoid. He doesn't stop you, and he even makes for good conversation while you eat. You share the littlest bits and pieces of your life with him for the same crumbs he's willing to give out. You force him to stay and chat with you when you're on a closing shift because the ADeuce combo are in the back washing dishes. Slowly, it starts to feel like you're more than just acquaintances, and you start to think he's quite a nice guy if he just stopped trying to pull you into stupid deals.

Really nice—he even ends your and your friends' contracts with the lounge earlier, in exchange for you coming by often and hanging out with him.

The octopus won't kill you. You're not a hundred percent sure, but it's enough to cross him off the list of capture targets who might kill you without blinking.

At the very least, Azul will shed mock tears for you.

"Azul senpai, I brought you some snacks!" You saunter into his office comfortably, proudly presenting a wicker basket full of baked goods. He raises an eyebrow and sets down his pen, a questioning look on his face. "And what do you want in return?"

You pout at him, faking an expression of hurt. "I don't want anything!"

"Liar. Tell me what you came for."

You laugh and the facade breaks, cracking into pieces as you pick up your phone and show him some pictures. "This weekend, there's a festival in the sea, right? I got permission from the headmaster and my parents, so can you play tour guide for me, senpai?" Azul's smile stiffens slightly, and he coughs into his fist as he turns away. "Fine. But only if it's just the two of us. My services won't be bought with pastries if you want to bring someone else."

You still don't have a club! That's a shame, don't you think? No. You don't think it's a shame, because you don't have an interest in any club when your friends seemed clingier and clingier recently, barely even getting you time to yourself. Not that you minded of course, but wait, why are clubs mandatory now?

Let’s see…gargoyles? You'd rather avoid the fae prince. Basketball with Ace and Jamil and— no, the mer is there. Film research has that elf, maybe spelldrive with Leona, but oh? What's this? A mountain lover's club? That was never mentioned in the game, but it sure peaked your interest. You submit the papers to Kalim because he's the leader of the dorm it's more Jamil but whatever, and when you reach the club room for your very exciting first club meeting, who do you see but the shadiest person on campus? The best thing to do would be to close the door on this guy, but he...looks so happy? And he trained you as a server at the lounge anyway, so you know he's not too bad.

Jade Leech tells you he's been looking forward to having another member in the club, and when he looks at you with that sharp toothed smile, your dumb little human heart forces you to sit down and complete your club registration.

Yay, you?

The game itself was vague regarding the tweels' family background, but they were nothing to sneeze at for sure. The danger is swept to the back of your mind when the club president is so giddily talking about terrariums and mushrooms and when he asks if he's saying too much, you can only shrug and reply that you don't mind listening. You even jot down notes every once in a while, and it's really nice to see him so happy. Even if he is the shadiest guy in school. Thus, every Friday after class, you two go on hikes up hills and mountains, and you play assistant as he looks for new mushrooms or different things to use in his terrariums. When the sun sets, you have yourselves a little bonfire and roast some random food that maybe shouldn't be roasted, looking up at the stars and talking about everything and anything.

You still don't doubt he'd likely kill you if he must, but you think he'd rather not lose the only other member of his club and would thus warn you first before murdering you.

The stars are beautiful, but the moon is hidden away by conveniently placed clouds in the sky. "I wish I could see the moon." You whisper to Jade, sighing wistfully. When you look at him, there's an oddly dreamy look in his eyes as he replies.

"I wish I could have the moon closer to me. I wish the moon would let me touch it, run my fingers over its grooves and imperfections. I wish...I could hide the moon away so that no one else would yearn for it the way that I do."

Floyd Leech has something out for you, you just know it! He's been following you around and teasing you and calling you names, and you can't do anything because just remembering the way the villain died in Floyd's route has shivers going down your spine. He's whining that Azul and Jade have been acting all weird recently, but what does that have to do with you?! Your friends try to shield you from his bone crushing squeezes every once in a while, but they're all so busy these days that you can't even use them as sacrifices anymore. So you pop yourself into the school's store and pick up a cute little keychain. It's shiny and pretty and you decide to buy one for yourself and one for Floyd as an offering, praying to whatever deity existed that he'd chill and leave you alone. But with the way he looks at you after, with stunned, wide eyes and all, it makes you think you don't really know what exactly you did. He does kind of calm down after that. Emphasis on kind of.

He tells you he finds you real funny, and he now sort of listens when you tell him you can't breathe in between squeezes. He serves you at the lounge whenever you come by, giggling and gossiping about stupid customers even when he's supposed to be working his shift. He badgers you to attend his basketball games and practices, and you suck it up and go the extra mile by bringing sports drinks and towels for everyone in the team, if only because Ace and Jamil were there too. He's not awful once you've gotten to know him, and you've managed to wrap your head around his idea of fun enough to actually find it fun, running around in the school to find places to parkour and even going incognito outside campus to shop for shoes. You think you've found a way to maybe coexist peacefully with him, even having the guts to lightly scold him as you wrap up his injuries from grabbing some poor kid for Azul.

Well, to be honest, you still see him killing you as a possibility, if only a smaller one. At the very least, you think you're close enough that he would choose a more painless death for you should he want to get it done. Fingers crossed.

You find him mesmerizing in this form. All muscle and shiny teal skin, even his razor sharp teeth look so beautiful like this, and the webbing between his fingers were so cool, and his claws were so awesome, and his tail was downright majestic!

"Neh, Shrimpy, you've gone all quiet. Don't tell me you're scared~?"

You shake your head and come closer to the glass wall, pressing your hands up against the glass.

"Floyd senpai, you're so pretty." You whisper in a daze, eyes chasing after the flick of his tail. He freezes for a few seconds before laughing, swimming closer to you.

"Hey Shrimpy, you're real funny, ain'tcha? I think I'll keep ya'."