#giant lovable goof!

[hinata-boke]

Drawing a randomly generated Haikyuu character (almost) every day until I give up

72. Koganegawa Kanji

[sirfrogsworth]

Facebook and Google like to do this thing where they are like, "Look at this photo from 5 years ago!"

And I'm sure a lot of people enjoy reminiscing, but almost all of my old photos are of Otis or my mom & dad. I'm not always prepared for that to just pop up.

But I really love this photo of my dad. It was my birthday and my friend gave me a Jayne hat that she knitted herself.

And Firefly was one of the shows my dad and I both liked and could watch together.

Unlike... NCIS. Which has been on for like 89 seasons yet Firefly got axed almost immediately. Was it too much to ask for a little more space western and a little less Navy forensics?

This photo was hard to see, but it did remind me that my dad was a giant goof before he got sick. Sometimes the recent memories are the only ones I can recall. And a lot of those are rehab and hospitals and waiting rooms and dialysis and tying shoes and lifting him into bed when he was too weak.

So remembering him being a lovable dork was kind of nice for a change.

[herzzgeist]

Pairing: Corazon x gn!reader | Word count: 1k | Warnings: none

Synopsis: What happens when a clumsy, tall and thin human being attempts to glide over the ice like a pro figure skater? Especially a certain man who's ability even to stand straight is doomed to fail at times? Correct, he most likely face plants the cold surface - until his lovely little thing (Y/n) steps in, offering a helping hand to that lovable klutz.

A/N: Cold Nights - Warm Hearts! A short winter story to envelope you all in a fluffy feather coat - something mellow and sweet (crushing a bit on this soft boy)

Dividers by cafekitsune ~

The first crystals of snow gathered over the plains, covering the lands in light blue hued white. Everytime you suck in the crisp cold air, your lungs appear to crackle like ice.

Warmth emits from the sunrise, rising into the pastel coloured sky. It's truly a sight to behold - emotions only enhanced by the picture before you, accompanied with the feeling of the soon arriving Christmas eve.

From each step taken, the snow crunches beneath your feet, however a second pair of shoes indents the snow with giant prints next to you. "Hey honey, what do you say we go to the lake and enjoy the ice skating festival near the village?", a voice low asks you sweetily.

Corazon places his palm behind your back, supporting your unsteady stomps on the powdered white. Through breathy huffs you chuckle your reply: "That sounds wonderful!"

You cannot supress more giggles, thinking of your lover slipping over the ice, walzing over it like a stork in a salad field. Rosinante takes notice of your secretive amusement and joins your titters: "What's so funny?" - "I'm sorry, I'm simply looking foward to ice skating with you."

Torn open eyes look you up and down, abashed more than in the slightest. Waving his hands infuriatingly, he declines your little dreams, saying he wouldn't survive such a stunt. He merely wants to 'be' there, enjoying the amtosphere. Right.

The both of you stop your walk for a moment and he stumbles over his own words: "You know I'm not the most . . elegant, (Y/n)."

"Oh hush, you're the most graceful being I know!", you beam and pull on his heart shaped strings of his beanie, drawing him closer to plant a kiss on those silent lips, a hint of smoke lingering on his skin. He hums shakily in fluster and admits defeat: "Alright alright, you win sweety."

-_

Horses pull sleighs over the frozen streets and villagers gather around the stalls of the market, preparing for the ice skating over at the lake, not far from town.

"Are you sure this is going to work?", Corazon holds up a pair of figure skating shoes, looking at them as if they're about to bite his face off. Reassuring him with a purr you nudge his sides. How much you adore this silly man, his playful and overdramatic acting skills when it comes to goofing around.

Ready to rumble, you follow the crowd - the tall blonde mutters, while lighting a cigarette, luckily without his coat catching fire: "I'm going to regret this." - "Don't say that Cora!" The smoke wafts your way, engulfing you. Flicking away the excess ash off the cigarette's tip, his lips form a frown, the red lines of his make up contorting his face to the extreme.

"If you say so . .", to wash away his doubts you interlace your fingers with his, holding his hand gently - so you utter: "You'll totally rock this, trust me."

-_

And he "totally" dragged along the frozen, giving his utmost best in keeping a steady posture, long legs trembling as if new born. to this world Curses spit out of him whenever he realises he's lost balance, losing the fight against gravity - not a surprise.

Each time you hear a loud thud and hushed 'Crap', you whince - shoulders retacting, almost shivering to the sound. Is your man cursed? It is a question that swirls around your mind on a daily basis.

Nonetheless, Corazon is still able to make a show out of this entertaining display, throwing unexpected jokes or tacky puns at you like: "Ice to meet you, you come here often?" He slides by, raising a brow to play it 'cool' and deftly hits the frozen floor.

The adorable clown falls over and over until he's come to the point of accepting his painful fate, simply lying there like a sea star, watching the clouds pass by. "I give up."

Gliding over to the poor body laying pathetically on the ice, limbs expanded to all directions, you lower to his level and reach out for his hand to offer support. "That was a beautiful leap you did there love.", a small huff of muse escapes you, supressing a chuckle convulsively.

"(Y/n), I landed on my ass . . twenty times in three minutes.", Corazon snorts, propping himself up onto his elbows, accepting your assistance. Or does he? He pulls you in, heaving you on top of his large frame. Taken aback, your shock is vacant in your eyes.

"Oi . . what are you-", leaves you in a stutter as he slings his arms around your waist, hugging you. The feathers tickle your nose, yet develop you in comforting softness and warmth. To your luck, there aren't alot of 'witnesses', able to judge you and your rather foward lover. Which is quite the surprise, for Rosinante is a usually reserved and tranquil soul.

After a good while, he whispers: "You know, this is how you make me feel." You don't follow, lifting your covered in dark feathered plush head, tilting in query. Thus he proceeds: "My heart. Whenever you try to encourage me, it slips as if it's constantly on ice. The bright smiles, the sugar sweet kisses you give me. I can't help but to fall all over. Again and again."

Oh those amber eyes, brows curling in a puppy dog manner. Mellow lips find yours, him smiling by the touch of your velvet skin on his. You pull on his heart strings, metaphorically and literally, tugging on the rose coloured hearts of his beanie once more.

"You big dork.", you hum, gifting him a set of white shimmering teeth, grinning over both ears. Corazon reciprocates, nuzzling the tip of his nose against yours: "You sweet little thing."

The sun sets - orange hues glazing over the fading blue, to which the snow glistens in flushed colours. Cold looms in the air, every breath taken appearing like fog wading through your mouth.

Christmas is around the corner and you wouldn't have it any other way, than to spend the most beautiful time of the year together with the kindest of hearts in this world.

[basedkikuenjoyer]

It's Just (ahh)...A Little Touch

Some rather massive implications of these new arrivals who get to work straight away smashing the ships. It's so nice and cuddly for me seeing Usopp geek out about the giants after all these years. I quite liked the lil recap panel too. Has a funky lil meta vibe with them looking up at the narration. The big guys are wrecking things, raises the question if we even need to get away so fast, but hey we're almost ready to do that anyways. Picking up where we left off last time though, there was something that stood out in terms of the quieter themes we've talked about.

Remember that we have something really interesting hanging over Usopp's long-awaited reunion with the honorable warriors of Elbaf after his biggest moment in Wano ends up being disillusionment with another culture of honor. It's a surprise for later.

We get an update on Zoro & Lucci. Which is fun enough, I'm more interested in Shark Daddy headed their way because it doesn't really seem like Marimo is struggling or anything. Specifically this line, this taunt from Lucci though. Someone cool pointed out it's a very interesting line to pair with this notion around Usopp and the Giants. It's somewhat of a subversion of the logic Usopp had around Kin & Kiku. They were begging him to do this with themselves, trying to one-up each other over being the sacrifice. Also see Vegapunk Prime for further entrenchment of the theme. I like how he leans on the plot of Enies Lobby and makes a callback in his taunting. Back to our main story though:

Okay this is funny. Firmly sets Bonney in "princess" territory but that's a moot point. Love reinforcing Luffy doesn't know or care much about this Nika element. Roasting a child though before bashing the powers that be? That's our lovable stretchy goof. Context is everything here though. Not just for Luffy, but for Sanji as well. He may be destroying the field of physics as we know it, but his swirly eyebrows reversed! DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Seriously though, it's doubling up on what happened with Luffy & Nika. Those are the two here, Vegapunk's saying he's done for and it's too late like a certain samurai that wasn't just trying to save his totally not surrogate daughter that Sanji's fight with Queen totally didn't lean on themes of or anything. And this was definitely, most assuredly not further reinforced by looping back in a power we noted was very interesting to reveal right after said samurai's spotlight in Act 1.

Tag! So it is Catarina and Augur actually though thanks to his fruit it's not really weird for him to be included and he potentially poofed Lafitte back or maybe he's still here. Either way the Blackbeard Pirates seemed to pull off a big coup here. If Catarina can clone Saturn now, that's scary. They can do a lot with that and it's cool we hint at a lil more of the mystery behind Teach himself.

Of course, Caribou coming full circle is interesting too. A lot of people saw this coming. He is a total Blackbeard simp and yeah that makes sense. He knows a lot about the anicent weapons. This could put Wano and/or Fishman Island at risk. Those are big possibilities. All in all, feels like Egghead is really escalating. Riding this line of moving to an apparent conclusion while hinting more and more something is amiss.

[shadowoffandoms]

I’d like to blame @/ashwii for showing their own version of TMNT, thus me making my own /j

So! Yeah! My own TMNT! Woo! Short synopsis is that this takes place in 2037, because futuristic stuff is my jam.

TL;DR: I mashed 2012 with Rise and this spawned out of it.

Leo: He’s a yellow bellied slider and is the second oldest (15)He’s 6’2 in height, being the tallest, and he’s very cocky and confident in his leadership skills (he’s not)! Very respectful though and sometimes patient (emphasis on sometimes).

Donnie: The twin to Leo (denies it) but is the third oldest! Standing at 6’0, he’s a southern painted turtle, and is the second strongest out of them all! He’s much more sarcastic (on purpose and on not) and is a giant lovable dork when allowed to infodump.

Raph: Surprise, he’s the youngest (14)! He is hotheaded sometimes, but it’s mostly rare and he’s just very…quiet. He for the most part rages internally, and he looks up to Leo a lot. He’s the strongest out of all the turtles! He likes to gloat to Mikey that yes, he might be younger, but he’s still taller! He is a northern red-bellied cooter.

Mikey: And thus this leaves Mikey as the oldest (16)! He’s the shortest (out of the turtles) at 5’8, and he’s a total goofball! He loved to goof off and is a very irresponsible older brother, though he cares deeply for all of his brothers and does look out for them when he can. He’s the local therapist, essentially. He’s also a spotted box turtle!

Casey Jones: GOONGALA! Casey is 16, and is 5’6 in height! He’s a vigilante, living among the streets for the most part, but he has a younger sister and dad waiting for him at home! He’s a but if a troublemaker, but knows when to pay attention and go serious when needed. (Fun fact: his mask is a Jason mask he found in the trash! He painted on all the cool marks.)

April O’Neil: She’s very punk and is age 15! She’s very much a rebel has been in and out of jobs, all for her parents, of course. She’s the gremlin sister the turtles never knew they needed! She takes inspiration from old stuff from the 80s and early 2000s era for music and closing wise.

Agh, anyways a fun little thing I made up is that Mikey dipped everyone’s masks in neon paint so they all glow in the dark now. (The whole aesthetic is Neon and Punk if it isn’t obvious, trying to go in that direction.)

Here’s a doc if you want to take a look at all the other characters lined up!

Asks are encouraged bc pls I’ve been brainrotting about this for too long.

[goblin-iz-whack]

Goblin's StEx ocs!

Jay the ore jenny:

My self insert! A genderfluid Ore Jenny who hangs around Flat-Top and Dustin. ADHD in full swing, loves to talk and flap their hands. Gets crushes on a lot of men- They're a bit small for a freight truck and wear goggles due to poor eyesight. Just an excitable lad.

Striker the diesel engine:

A diesel who was born with no wheels and weak legs, needs crutches to walk around. He lives in a yard in Tennessee, married to Trax, the adoptive Dad of Greaseball. A bit of an older guy, the true Dilf. Very caring and kind, but will also wack you if you do something dumb.

Laddie the kiddy train:

The engine of a kiddy train in an abandoned zoo. None of his coaches are sentient, the only reason he's sentient is because he has a small motor. Has heelys instead of skates, uses a bell rather than a horn or whistle. He tries to be optimistic but it's really hard when nobody has visited him in ten years and they took all the animals...

The Pipes/Smokebox the steamer:

A Steam Train who's boiler burst, was left wandering the woods blind, mute, and half deaf because the pipes and the explosion just wrecked him. He's mainly seen as an urban legend that's told to trainlets to dissuade them from leaving the yard, but he's very much real. He wants to find someone to fix him, but everyone runs away when he's near.

Snowy the snow plow:

A huge snow plow that reverse hibernates (sleeps all year until snow falls). Very no nonsense and rough, though also motherly, the perfect blend for an old lady. Has ice skates instead of normal skates and carries a big snow shovel around. Poppa/Momma's sister, they argue a lot though. Famous for having all the muscle and a big chest, ultimate milf. Married to Firebox, he's her malewife, and the mother of Hotspur and Coldsnap.

Firebox the Steamer:

A small steam train who likes to joke and goof off. Mans honestly has like no life outside of his wife and kids- He absolutely adores his giant wife and would worship her if she asked (she does). He spends most days with their sons, mothering them-

Hostpur the Diesel:

The literal embodiment of a puppy. He's Goofy, excitable, and honestly not that smart. Even so, he is lovable and loyal, he has a lot of friends. He was born a steamer, but was converted into Diesel when he grew up. He is a hopeless romantic and has a crush on a Sleeping Car named Virgil.

Coldsnap the Snow Plow:

Basically the opposite of his brother. Small, quiet, and thinks before he does things. He's his Mama's Apprentice, and takes his future role very seriously. When he isn't hibernating, he's trying to keep up with Snowy while simultaneously keeping Hotspur from playfully tackling him.

Gio the electric engine:

A young electric engine who failed as a racer. Gio was conceived in a test tube...but failed to impress his creators. He's a massive nerd and likes to play Sonic. He has a hard time grasping his electricity, often flaring and causing power outages. He has headgear that he has to wear most times, and he's green, so most don't think he's very attractive.

IQ the bay window caboose:

He grew up in a small flock of cabeese that had evolved to not have a voicebox. Eventually, growing tired of the silence, IQ fixed himself and learned to speak. He was kicked out of the flock, but he's fine by his own. He likes to sing terribly and play the accordion.

Nolan the Irish engine:

Hailing from Ireland, Nolan looks like a model engine: strong, handsome, a pretty coach by his side...but he's really unhappy. He's had to stifle his identity and personality in order to appease his yard. Cricket is in the process of breaking him out of all this,

Cricket the Australian engine:

From Australia, Cricket is just a happy guy. He likes wearing dad shirts and going to carnivals. Lately, he's been focusing all this optimism on helping Nolan with his trauma.

Toolbox the Therapy Truck:

Born a repair truck, Toolbox realized he wasn't all that inclined to help with actual repairing and welding and all that stuff. He settled for being Apollo Victoria's one and only therapist, much to the chagrin of his twin, Sprocket.

Sprocket the Repair Truck:

This guy is one word: Grumpy. He takes his job extremely seriously, which makes him a bit less sympathetic to certain things. Even so, this guy is basically like a toasted marshmallow: you gotta get past all the burnt parts to get to the soft middle. He's a secret romantic with a long distance partner, also likes romance novels and bubble baths with champagne.

Chug the Rescued Engine:

Once upon a time, authorities investigated a facility that bred trains and said authorities saw a million violations and shut the facility down. Out of that facility came Chug, traumatized and missing his babies. These days, he's doing a lot better. He lives with Toolbox and their dozen foster kids.

Tally the Ticketmaster:

Not a train, but a ticket machine. Tally sells tickets to human passengers, but he wants more in life. His feet are bolted to the ground, and he desperately wants to leave his post and have fun.

Bernadette the Business Class Car:

An older coach that is a reference/agent for most great racers. She raced with dozens of champions when she was younger and understands all there is about racing now. She has a new york accent, a big tooth gap, a 60s pin curl hairstyle, and loves to smoke and wear a lot of red lipstick.

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

Ah yes, a certain shielded speedster and excavator extraordinaire! The... wait. Mutated-Humans? With the same powers as usual, but...*Celeste* and Diggy?! And here comes their friend from outer space, it's-- Giant Robo "Arunaizer RX?!" that sounds like the name of a super robot anime. This must be a glimpse into one of those flipflop AUs...

There's a trilling set of happy beeps as the giant robot landed nearby. But it looks like hanging out again would have to wait.

"Guys! I heard there's a new mutant master on the loose!"

There was markedly little shock or awe from the two Mutant Master humans as their metal friend from outer space made his rocket-powered descent to the front of the ice cream parlor they had chosen as a hangout spot. After all, as far as they were concerned, it was just their average saturday afternoon hangout with their lovable neighborhood metal friend from outer space! Just... with the unfortunate addition that Anuraizer was, as often the case, a bird of bad omen. To his own dismay, and to none of his own fault.

Observing things from the sky did tend to have unforeseen side-effect.

"Oh, hello RX! That's a bit of a shame, it's such a sunny day... I'd have loved to chat and catch some sun." Celeste chimed in greeting, the tall human's cheery temper flattening somewhat at the mention of actual work. There wasn't much separating this specimen from any extra-dimensionnal counterpart in terms of looks, safe for a glaring lack of obvious robotic traits.

Otherwise, the woman looked very much like her tall, long-haired-with-pink-frosted-tips usual self. In a casual lime green sunday dress, to boot. "You need to remember to rest and recharge your solar core too! But, oh well... when work is calling, it usually can't be anyone else's problem." Celeste let out a faint sigh, pushing herself away from the table to stand with a slow stretch. By her side, a faint thump sounded off, followed by a long, dying groan, and she looked down with an amused smile to see her younger sibling, face down on the table.

"Maaannnn, this blooows." The young human groaned, the sound muffled by the fact her face was firmly squished against the hard, flat surface. She slowly shifted her head until her chin rested on the table, leaving her to stare somewhat miserably off into space, possibly at her unfortunate fate.

Unlike Celeste, Delilah "Dee" "Diggy" looked very different from her "typical" alternate. In that she was a short middle-schooler kid with brown hair pulled in poofy pigtails, except for one stubborn cowlick, a freckle-smattered face, buck-teeth, and bright purple eyes behind a pair of large oval glasses, currently perched askew on her face.

Ah, and the fact her hands were tipped with almost comically large shovel claws and scales at home with the mole people. That too was important.

"Can't those guys stick to WEEKDAYS for their evildoing? I get two days a week to have fun, can't they just give me an excuse to skip school?!" Dee whined, throwing a small glare at her sibling as Celeste puffed up her chest.

"Well, you know what they say! There is-" "No rest for the wicked. Yeah, I know." Dee interrupted her sibling's cheery quip with a bored expression, dragging herself out of her seat with a grumble. "Keep the cheesy lines for when you're goofing off in front of the actual evildoer. I don't deserve that kind of auditory torture. A'ight Rexy, lead the way! Maybe if we pack this up quickly we can still go for milkshakes!"

[mizugucci]

even numbers w/ yeonjun and soobin hehehe

oh its three add wonwoo to there then <3

HOO BOY all even numbers... lets do this

2. fist fight, get drunk with, share a flat with

fist fight: soobin probably

get drunk with: yeonjun if only bc i want 2 share a flat with wonwoo

share a flat with: wonwoo

4. write a book with, read a book to, hit with a book

write a book with: wonwoo!

read a book to: yeonjun

hit with a book: ... soobin if i HAD TO. he'd forgive me

6. go clothes shopping with, go to ikea with, go grocery shopping with

go clothes shopping with: yeonjun

go to ikea with: wonwoo. did u even have to ask

go clothes shopping with: soobin im gonna make him push the cart for me

8. share a car with, share a bank account with, share a cake with

share a car with: soobin

share a bank account with: wonwoo

share a cake with: yeonjun

10. netflix and chill with, go ice skating with, play dodgeball with

can i. actually just chill. while watching netflix with. wonwoo

go ice skating with: yeonjun hehe

play dodgeball with: soobin. itd be fun

send me 3 names and some numbers!!

[frazzleboop]

Brrrp?

I got inspired by a conversation with @moonscockwarmer on Twitter for this~ I hope you enjoy this lil drabble!

Pairing: Moondrop x Reader

Words: 1,290

You almost can’t believe your eyes. It had taken months—literal months—to get to where you were now. The silence that stretches between you and your companion is comfortable, and even that is a blessing compared to how he had treated you when you’d first met. Not that you could blame Moon, not really. He was programmed to look after kids, after all; he didn’t have to be personable to the adults if it didn’t suit him, and that was fine. You’d been fine with that… for a little while anyway.

You’d tried not to take it to heart when your first impression of one another had gone a bit… skewed.

Your first day, Sunny had taken to you like a fish to water. You felt immediately welcomed by the lovable goof; his energy and enthusiasm for play were infectious, as was the giant grin that always had you smiling back at his antics. It wouldn’t be long after that he would follow you around much like that of a lovestruck puppy. He really was the epitome of an energetic golden retriever, always eager for compliments and attention. And Moon…?

Well, let’s just say Moon was more like… a cat. A feral stray cat with a perpetual stick up his ass, but a cat nonetheless. If his general aloofness and grace when he walked or floated about on that wire of his weren’t enough to convince you, there was the little fact that upon meeting you during your first glimpse at the scheduled naptime, he’d fucking hissed at you.

You’d gotten a pretty good look at those glowing red eyes of his and the razor sharp teeth that you were convinced couldn’t possibly be standard design for a Daycare Attendant of all things. You’d recoiled; he’d arched his entire body away from you as he glared and softly hissed at you from between those pointy gnashers, then skittered off somewhere into the dark, presumably to return to watching the children (and maybe you, as you swore you felt that piercing gaze following you for the entire rest of the hour until lights-on).

You hadn’t been sure what to make of that. And when you’d brought it up to Sunny, he’d laughed nervously, waving a dismissive hand at you and chiding, “Oh, that Moony! Don’t worry your pretty head over it. He’ll come around to you, eventually. Trust me!”

With those words in mind, you were determined to change his perspective of you. Maybe even have a little conversation. You were nothing if not stubborn. You didn’t care how long it took; Moon would be your friend. You were determined.

Thus began a long and often grueling slog of attempting to break through to the naptime attendant who had made it his one objective in life to avoid you like the plague. Often, you would find him staring at you from across the daycare, perched atop one of the play structures, the only hint that he was watching you watch him being the pinpricks of red light glowing menacingly in the dark. One or twice, you even think you’d heard a growl, but you couldn’t ever be certain.

It took a while before you built up the courage to approach from behind the security desk, and when you did, he would scuttle or fly clear across the daycare, leaving you huffing quietly to yourself as he found a new roost to glare at you from. You’d decided to switch to a different tactic. If he could pretend to hate you so vehemently (and Sunny was adamant that no, Moon did not hate you, he was just shy), you could feign indifference.

Months of patience. Of sitting still as a statue in the dark playroom, minding your own business, listening to the gentle tinkling of the lullaby that he played to help the children drift off easier. Each time, you swore you saw him creep just that tiny bit closer. The hissing had stopped, and while he still glared from time to time, when you caught his gaze, he would turn his away and back to the children. You would smile to yourself because sure enough, the moment you returned to whatever it was that was keeping your attention, his focus would slowly shift back to you.

Closer and closer. Companionable silence. He didn’t shrink back when you looked at him. In fact, he often seemed to doze off a bit himself, particularly if the children were quiet and there was nothing to do. The fact that he was comfortable around you enough to close his eyes in your presence spoke volumes and made you want to cry in joy.

The two of you lean back against the soft foam half-wall encircling the naptime area, sitting criss-cross applesauce and simply basking in the gentle lull of the music box and the soft whirring and clicking of Moon’s internal mechanisms that just reminds you of a big cat purring. He sits so close to you now, the tiniest contact of your knee and his, your elbow and his; barely there, but you figure he wouldn’t be touching you at all if he didn’t choose to be so close. This was progress, and you were so afraid to ruin the moment by speaking up now—

Moon shifts briefly, his head swiveling slightly from one side and then—

Bonk. The side of his metal and silicone faceplate makes contact with the side of your temple—not hard at all, just a subtle tap that grabs your attention abruptly—a soft sound puncturing the silence as it escapes his voice box.

“Brrrrp?”

You freeze, startled and confused, and he seems to do the same. Slowly, oh so slowly, you turn your head to blink at him with wide eyes. “Did you just…?”

The tinkling of the music box cuts out and the only sound remaining seems to be the uptick of his gears and his cooling fans kicking on. His eyes blink open, he stares straight ahead, and you think you see a flush of color rising to his rounded cheeks—he blushes blue! A tremor seems to wrack his frame and he goes to pull away.

You don’t let him. With speed and reflexes you didn’t know you possessed until just now, your hand darts out and catches onto Moon’s wrist. His entire body rocks as he swerves to look at you, baring sharp teeth as another rumbling hiss escapes him and he looks like he’s ready to fight or flee. Maybe both.

Your heart is thudding so loudly in your chest that for a moment you feel it might burst, but you steel your nerves and reach out to him. You almost fear that he might try and bite you as his red eyes dart to the hand you are moving towards his face, but even he hesitates. You take the time to let go of his wrist and bring both hands up to cradle his face. His own hands twitch at his sides, unsure whether they want to push you away or not.

Slowly, gently, you bring his faceplate down towards you once more, leaning your head in, you carefully, deliberately press your forehead against his. His face is warm to the touch and a blue glow just seems to envelop you both. His eyes are glued to your face. You give him a little nuzzle. “I like you, too,” you finally admit in a hushed whisper.

Moon’s fingers twitch slightly before those long arms go to wrap around you, pulling you securely into his lap as he looms over you. Even so, his trembling only intensifies. He says nothing as he holds you so close, only letting that rumbling purr of his gears speak for him.

[helpimhyperfixating]

What if all the stardust crusaders were also mermen?

This is my first time writing for the other Jojo’s, so I’m sorry if they’re ooc. I tried 🤷‍♀️

Didn’t know exactly what you wanted so I just did some random things XD (sorry for the weird formatting)

What if the Crusaders were also Mermen? Chaos, that’s what. Just imagine a journey across the seas just to beat up the sea snake that is Dio, but then think ten times harder. Going from the Pacific Ocean, to the Indian Ocean, into the Arabian Sea all just to get his ass.

Enemies are still sent by Dio, but now Dark Blue Moon is no longer special, kek. No but, while the enemies remain similar, Stands aren’t really a thing and therefore it becomes more a fight of physical strength. When Mer can come in all sorts of shapes, colours and sizes however, the battles always remain with an unsure outcome. Vanilla Ice the Giant Squid was a very close call.

The journey itself was tiresome, with them having to swim the entire way instead of being able to use transportation. Not to even mention other things. Every day is chaos - not even taking enemies into account - when travelling with the crusaders:

Polnareff won’t have to worry about clean toilets for once but still always seems to be complaining about something, Kakyoin and Jotaro are both still adolescents so they don’t quite have a grip on their instincts yet, more easily distracted by small things such as animals they don’t yet know or a shape quickly fluttering away in the current (must be chased and caught!!!), Joseph is basically an overgrown adolescent even if he is the patriarch of the pod so he usually shoots along with his grandson and friend. Iggy is there but then he isn’t??? And then he is again?? All in all, Avdol should get a medal, award, title, anything and everything really for his patience and ability to keep the others on track and keep them going.

Now, personality wise:

The Joestar pod is a big one. Family and friends coming together over time to form a larger and larger pod until it is eventually one of the largest out there. All kinds of Mer have come together to form this giant family unit and - apart from one defect (Dio) - it has stayed surprisingly tight knit.

Jonathan:

He is the pod patriarch, making the decisions together with Erina, who is the matriarch.

Super protective of the pod. Would shield the entire family with his body if he could. But since he can’t he’ll settle for just shielding all the pups, since the others can protect themselves. He is large enough to do so anyways.

Best play mate possible. All the pups love him.

I imagine he either has the body of a seal, or a blue whale. Very different yes, but he is just an excited ginormous puppy, hence the seal. But he is also a gentle giant, hence the blue whale. And also... other, more obvious reasons (*cough* he buff and giant *cough*).

Joseph:

In his younger years, he is the bane of existence of all the adults in the pod. In both his adolescent as well as young adult/adult stage, Joseph is a hyperactive troublemaker. More than once he has snuck out of pod territory, only to come fleeing back with an angry sea creature on his tail, needing resident buff protector Jonathan to step up and chase his attacker off.

In his older years, he has mellowed out a bit, needing to be since he inherited the position of pod patriarch from Jonathan. He is however, still a prankster and always will be. He will play a prank on the pups every so often where he pretends to have died in the night when they come get him for meal- or play time (He’s been scolded by Suzie Q for that after one of the pups burst out crying. He promised to never do it again, but he definitely will).

I imagine he has the lower body of a dolphin. Dolphins can be real assholes. But also very playful and agile, which Joseph stays, no matter his age. Either that, or a sawfish. Their faces look a little silly, but don’t bloody mess with them. They are fast as all hell and they can also get to be fujking big. About 7 meters (23 feet) on average to be exact. But then again, Joseph wouldn’t get the face so he has nothing to worry about.

Jotaro:

Oh, Jotaro. Our resident grumpy Mer. In a pod dynamic he usually has one of two moods. Tolerant, or, leave me the fuck alone. Usually it is the latter.

Surprisingly enough however, his personality seems to appeal to several of the pups. It’s about a 50/50 chance whether they’ll be scared of him, or think he is the coolest. Oftentimes a disgruntled Jotaro can be seen, followed by about two or three small Mer who are chatting his ears off or chewing on his side fins as they teeth.

Thanks to this, Jotaro is often the one who goes hunting. It finally gives him a bit of that peace and quiet he needs. Yare yare indeed.

I imagine Jotaro to have the body of a bull shark. Not the biggest or most aggressive shark out there, but part of the top 3 for sure. Also, Mer have the tendency to have their tails be bigger than their animal counterpart, such is definitely the case with Jotaro. Male bull sharks averaging in about 2 meters in length while just Jotaro’s tail is already almost double that.

Josuke:

Josuke has inherited some of his father’s hyperactivity unfortunately. The young Mer can often be heard from a mile away whenever he is hanging out with his friends.

Speaking of which, one day Josuke just turned up with several Mer in need of a home. Guess they’re part of the pod now!

Josuke is always quick to help anyone who needs it though. Need a hand? Josuke is there. Want someone to watch the pups? Might be a bit of a hazard, but Josuke will gladly do so. Need something that is very specific and probably quite a swim-distance away? Josuke is already on his way there.

He just wants to help and be useful, let him do stuff please 🥺

Still somehow has his hairdo, even underwater.

I drew Josuke as a Nurse shark a little while back, but for some reason I can also really see him being a sting ray?? I don’t know why, I think a sting ray fits him but that may be my bias towards stingrays.

But the lower half I can really see him having is that of a sailfish. (Have you seen the sails on those fish? They are just as impressive as Josuke’s hair. It’s a perfect match) they are fast as fuck boiiiiii, perfect for our lovable goof.

Either that or he is an otter cause they are bloody adorablez

Giorno:

Giorno wasn’t born as part of the Joestar pod unfortunately. Growing up, his father, Dio, had different goals and morals and broke away from the Joestar pod. Oftentimes Giorno heard him talk about the old pod he was once a part of, and how he vowed to wipe it from the sea.

This sparked a curiosity in the young Mer and when he was old enough, he decided to just up and leave the Brando pod. His initial goal was to find the Joestar pod he had heard so much about, but on his travels, he came across a different one. After spending some time with them, he decided to remain with Bucciarati and his pod of misfits.

All kinds of sea creatures flock to Giorno. For some reason, the calm and confident aura he gives off makes many animals feel safe and protected, hiding under or against his body if he is resting or sitting down on the ocean floor, or - if Giorno allows it - following him as he swims.

Giorno. Hmm, Giorno. I think he might have the lower body of a barracuda or a lion fish. Sleek, streamlined, dangerous. Or, pretty, yet hard to approach with his poisonous spikes poised unless he trusts you and allows you near. His spikes will lie as flat down his body as he can get them to show this. Not many Mer have this honour.

(Or he is part of the requiem shark family, lols, sorry I had to)

Jolyne:

Jolyne can be energetic or standoffish, you can never really tell which of the two it will be. Her dynamic in the pod differs from day to day depending on her mood, but when it comes to it, there is nothing she won’t do for it.

Very playful and giddy. Loves to hang out with her best friends and is the unofficial appointed forager with how much stuff she brings back whenever she goes for a swim.

Jolyne’s lower half. Hum hmm. Her body either somewhat resembles a butterfly fish, only- updated to be more mermaid like by being more stretched out, her tail fin mainly resembling the fish while her tail is more classic. It’s very pretty though and she somehow has some octopus genes in her, making her able to change colours, which she absolutely loves to do, nearly coming in with a new colour every day (though she has a few favourites) Either that, or she resembles her dad a little more with the lower half of a spinner shark. She’s sleek and agile. A swift and dangerous predator you should not mess with. She might look harmless when she’s chatting with her friends, but when she is spinning at you with claws poised and no way to escape, you’d click a different tune.

Haven’t read part 7 or 8 yet, sorry :(

[biohazard-inevitable]

Thinkin about more pokemon self insert shenanigans, mainly with my two gator pals Fang and Fury.

Fang is my Feraligater from Johto, a solid part of my team journey for champion and a lovable goof. He may seem frightening at first as the ace of my team but he is a total dingus and loves to play with the other pokemon. Hes basically like a giant puppy but also a total beast in battle. I raised him from a totodile and he’s stuck by my side the whole way and I can’t wait to face the elite four with him.

Fury is the other half of Fang. He’s a crude, rude Krookodile with a grumpy attitude that compliments the snide villainous aesthetic of my unova team for pokemon black. Hes held his violent spirit from when I first caught him as a sandile and he nearly took out my whole team just trying to catch him.

[namtanlovesfilm]

A thought I had that you might enjoy: Off Jumpol is just the human equivalent to a husky. Very cute & lovable, a giant goof, SO DAMN DRAMATIC, likes to scream...

oh my fucking god, I think you cracked the code!!! he totally is!!!

xxx

[droogiesanddiscourse]

HCs: R.P. McMurphy with an Artist S/O

Original Message: @anon “HELLO YOUR MAJESTY MAY I PLEASE REQUEST H/C’S FOR R.P MCMURPHY WITH A ARTIST S/O?❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️”

A/N: HELP!!! WE’RE WRITING FOR R.P. MCMURPHY NOW AAA!!!! I am so so so so SO excited to get into this, I love this man so much I believe in Jack Nicholson supremacy. I love u bby thanks for the request! No warnings! Have fun! 

• This man is the biggest, most lovable goof out there. I don’t think he has a serious bone in his body. He’s always got new tricks up his sleeves to keep you on your toes, and you never know what to expect with your relationship with Mac.

• Of course he knew you were an artist even before you started dating. But he never really got to see much of your work, or your work process in general. And that’s okay, he respects your privacy. 

• Kinda. 

• Okay, not really, he wants to see what’s in that sketchbook one way or another. 

• “Whatcha’ doin’ there, baby?” He’ll sneak up behind you, catching you off guard as you try to frantically hide the sketches you made of Mac. Always being too quick for you, he snatches your sketchbook up, dangling it above your head out of reach. 

• “Aw my baby’s an artist!! Don’t be shy, don’t be shy! Let me see what you’re up to, okay?” He holds it above your reach again as you frantically jump up, trying to take it back. He can’t help but smile at this, you were just so cute when you get flustered. 

• Much to your dismay, he opens up your sketchbook and flips through the pages, shocked when he finds multiple sketches of him. His face drops in surprise, finding page after page of just nothing but him in various poses - sitting on the couch, his face in his hands, smoking a cigarette. For the first time, Mac is actually rendered speechless. He couldn’t believe someone would actually care about him enough to actually draw him. 

• “Look at that! That’s me, isn’t it?” Mac points, You nod your head, happy he likes your art and didn’t find it weird or anything. He gives you a smile back, matching your energy. “Wow, and after all this time you were hiding this from me??”

• Mac will hold the book up to his face, trying to match the pose you drew him in. He’ll point at the sketch, then back at his face, then at the sketch, then back at his face. “Ya, see that? Like lookin’ in a mirror!” This makes you both laugh. 

• He’ll lowly whistle in appreciation as he thumbs through the rest of your sketchbook. “You don’t gotta hide this from me anymore, hear me? I think these are absolutely fantastic, and I mean it.” He looks up at you, “I really wanna see what you create next, okay? Keep me in the loop.” 

• And with that, he gently tosses your sketchbook back down onto your desk and walks away, whistling a tune to himself like nothing just happened. He always enters any room in a whirlwind, and exits casually, leaving you a bit confused. He’s got a big personality. 

• He loves holding on to the little doodles you make, but he’s kinda a whole mess and will be like “Oh this...yeah this is some of your best work! I really love this one, mind if I keep it?” and then he shoved it in his pocket like an DUMMY. But he doesn’t do this with like, any malicious intent or anything he just wants to carry them everywhere he goes but like. He crumples them haha. But that’s how he shows his extremely chaotic affection and he NEVER loses any of them. He isn’t organized in the slightest, but he has his own ways. 

• He can’t draw. At all. I mean I’m not sure if this man knows how to hold a pencil properly. And that's okay! Because sometimes he’ll just like to sit with you and steal your pretty colored pencils / markers / pastels / paints and make some of his own “art.” Eventually you just buy him his own sketchbook so he can sit next to you and doodle with you. 

• Sometimes you gotta remind him to not waste paint though, because this man will just put giant GLOBS of paint on the canvas you give him, and he’ll get it all over the place too. But he’ll claim it’s apart of his ~artistic process~ and you ~can’t rush perfection~

• “Hey, c’mon! It’s ART, don’t you see? Hold on, get a better look at it.” He’ll hold it up in front of your face, nothing but a chaotic mix of colors and textures. “It’s very deep, I guess you just don’t understand, everybody’s a critic...” he’ll mouth off in a sarcastically sassy manner, barely being able to contain the smirk coiling on his lips. 

• PAINT NIGHTS??? Yes absolutely yes. Mac seems like the type of guy to want to watch a painting tutorial on VHS or something and have the two of you follow along, step-by-step. Bonus points if you get a little tipsy beforehand too, that just adds to the silliness and fun of it all. 

• Mac is just really honored to have such a talented and amazing s/o like you :’) 

[reversemoon255]

Mashin Sentai Kiramager

I’ve always had the opinion that the best formula for a successful Sentai is to either lean heavily into the comedy or the drama. If your cast of characters is typically serious, when they encounter a humorous situation it’s all the funnier, and when you have a comedic cast and they encounter a dramatic situation it feels all the more dire. Now, this is certainly impacted by the acting, script, etc., but if you look back at some of the better seasons (Shinkenger, Go-Busters, ToQger), you’ll see that a lot of them have that type of lean. And Kiramager has the later feel, standing out as a good season with few low points; ultimately sitting in the upper half of the show’s history.

The Good: One of the big things I talked about when I went over Ryusoulger was the episodic nature of the writing. It felt like it was made to be inviting to first-time watchers for the majority of its run, regardless of their jumping-on point. Self-contained episodes, very few ongoing plot threads, and very trope heavy for the sake of introducing a new audience to the show’s basic concepts and themes. And while I like what Ryusoulger was trying to do, I feel that Kiramager takes those concepts and improves upon them.

While the majority of the episodes were still self-contained, the episodes in Ryusoulger were very focused on fighting enemies, the stresses and one-off characters, and very light development of the main characters with primary focus on Red and Gold. In Kiramager there is much more focus on the main cast, with almost every episode being used to develop a Ranger or their relationships between each other, with the lack there of being one of my biggest complaints with the last season. It also feels like there are more multi-parters and micro-plots throughout the show, which rewards me as a viewer for continuously watching the show, and we don’t get when things are more segmented.

Another of my big issues with Ryusoulger was how heavily it focused on their Red and Gold Rangers. They nixed that out the gate with this show, having a zeroth episode the focused on everyone except Red. And Jyuru was a good Red. Definitely a lot goofier than most, but had a strong personality, was willing to work with and defer to the rest of his team when he needed to, and developed a lot of confidence throughout the season. Tametomo was a lot of fun, too. He was the straight man to everyone else’s silly behavior, but could also pull off a strong gag by himself. He was also very intelligent and a great tactician. Sena was probably the weakest of the main cast, but that was only because her character was more one-note than the others. Upbeat and outgoing at all times, there were very few times where we saw a darker side to her, but those moments were handled well and displayed a depth to her character we could have used more of. And while she isn’t our first female Green, she is our first on a five-man team, and I enjoy seeing them swapping out the usual colors like that. Shiguru started the show as the most serious of the team, but quickly revealed himself to be a lovable goof. The juxtaposition between him trying to act cool and caving into his baser natures was very funny and made for an entertaining character. Sayo was skilled, determined, intelligent, but could also be air-headed. I would describe her as a Yellow Precure turned Pink Ranger, if that makes sense. She usually filled the role an episode demanded of her, but it never felt out of place for her. Takamichi was a decent character, but in a season of funny people, he was the least so. His habit of adding “Wonder” to everything was meh, but he certainly pulled through in the serious moments. I’m a little sad Mabushina’s development didn’t end with her also becoming a Ranger, but she was a good secondary. She could easily hold an episode on her own, and her voice and suit actresses both managed to do a great job of bringing a literal stone-faced character to life.

And then there’s the villains, who did a good job of being just as entertaining and in some cases be as deep as the main cast. Just about everyone was a pretty simple, but fun character that didn’t get too complex until near the end of the story when the core audience would be established. I have mixed feelings about this, as nothing felt too out of place, but it would have been nice to get some build up to this earlier in the story. Kurantula was the team monster maker, and was childish and over-the-top. Whenever he decided to go down and do the dirty work himself, they were usually his crazier schemes. Near the end of the show he expressed the desire to create because he enjoyed it, which put him at odds against his boss and aligned himself with the heroes for survival. Yadonna was a nice mid-addition, shaking up the established dynamic Kurantula and Garuza had. She was so over-the-top evil without being a monster that it was hilarious to watch. I’m a little sad at her ultimate fate, as I would have liked to have seen a turnaround after she was betrayed by Emperor Yodon; have her turn sides, maybe actually get some payoff for that crush Tametomo had. (Eh, there’s always the V-Cinema.) Garuza was the stick-in-the-mud that made everyone else get serious, but could still occasionally crack a joke. He was a great antagonist, and while I like that he turned around at the end, it really needed more buildup. Still, the fact that I wanted all the bad guys to turn face is a testament to how likable they were.

The Bad: I’ve already gone over a few of my problems, but let’s go over them in more detail. Characters have a tendency to be a little one note, like with Sena or Takamichi. Episodes where they explore the depth to those characters are good, but the standard episode has them basically the same character throughout.

And as I mentioned, the big developments for the villains were heavily regulated to the last few episodes. Kurantula didn’t have any signs of being in a slump until the last 5 or 6 episodes, and Garuza turning good isn’t brought up until the 3rd-to-last, and is a bit of a cop out. “Oh, I was brainwashed.” If that had been hinted at at all it wouldn’t be a problem, but I don’t recall any signs of it before episode 43.

Now, these aren’t terrible things, they just could have been done better. It’s part of the downside to the writing style they’ve been pushing to improve ratings. It’s definitely a step forward from Ryusoulger, and they addressed a lot of the issues I had with that season, but they haven’t quite found a pace balance that works for that style and for both new and old fans. If they try this style again with Zenkaiger, hopefully we’ll see some improvements on the formula, but at the same time, since it’s an anniversary season, I’d like if they had a more dynamic and connected story.

Won’t lie, climax was also a little meh.

Overall, Kiramager is definitely a great first Sentai, and a fun one for older fans if you like the more humorous seasons. It has good characters, good (but evil) villains, and silly plots. I really had to think hard about what I didn’t like about the show, and I doubt you’ll notice any of it while you’re watching.

And, as always, if you didn’t pick up any of the toys this year, here are my recommendations if you want to start collecting post-show: Kiramajin (fun toy, fun gimmick), 1 OR 2 copies of Express King (giant T-Rex AND a robot mode), and Zabyuun (adds a lot of play to Express King as well as Kiramajin). I like the toys from this season a lot, but a lot of them are weapons, Gigant Driller is a little disappointing, and Grateful Phoenix is cool but passable. Only go for him if you like what you already have.

[thealmightyemprex]

Princes in my fairy tale hodge podge

Cinderellas PRince is a lovable goof but serious when situation calls for it

Beast is kind of awkward unless he gets to know people .Hanging out with the other peinces has gotten him to lighten up a bit

Repunzels prince is the most dadish of the group ,often the most serious

Snow Whites Prince is a romantic dork.He cant wait to tell you how AWESOME his Snow White is guys (Also if I face casted him with anyone it would be John Mulaney )

Sleeping Beautys Prince is the tough guy (PArtly due to his ogre heratage,which also manifests in him having fangs ).Best buddies with Beast but Prince Lindworm HATES him

Frog Prince is nice just tends to forget to walk and hops instead

PRince Lindworm is controvercial ,cause he is a giant serpentine dragon who tends to eat people .....Thats said he is a very witty party guest

@princesssarisa @metropolitan-mutant-of-ark @ariel-seagull-wings @sunlit-music

[twistedlymad]

So let’s assume that the MC finally finds a way to back to their world during the ending of the game. Do you think all the characters are going to be sad that the MC is leaving? Especially Grim, Ace, and Deuce?

Hmm, to be honest, I personally think they would be, but at the same time, they knew it had to happen eventually. (P. S, Rant/Angst alert :') )

You see, even though MC/You has no magic powers whatsoever, it truly astonished and surprised everyone when MC/You were able to support and help multiple dorm leaders and vice dorm leaders (depending on who gets overblotted in Chapter 4) to overcome their overblottings AND they manage to survive it as well.

First, we'll talk about dorm leaders, vice dorm leaders and upperclassmen.

We all know overblotting could lead to death, as stated by Crowley and it was proven in the Prologue where we had to fight a giant ink monster with no 'physical body' or 'host'.

So, just imagine, if you were a dorm leader/vice dorm leader and you ended up overblotting. If MC/You weren't there, the chance of you actually dying increased a lot in my opinion.

But, because MC/You was able to stop you your overblotting in time, you had managed to survive. Or to put it in a more simple way, you are still alive thanks to MC/You. (I'm going to start referring MC/You as you, the player or the reader who is reading this from here onwards.) I highly believe that the dorm leaders, vice dorm leaders and upperclassmen look at you in a new light. I also believe that they would have a 'Just because you don' t have powers, doesn't mean you're useless' kind of thought implanted in their minds.

So, what if you went home? At first, they wouldn't have felt any sort of change, after all, their first years at NRC didn't have you right? Of course as time goes by, they'll be devastated, BUT, at the same time they would wish or even want you to stay. Why? Because in my opinion, they have the fear of overblotting again. If you went home, who knows what would happen? Not everyone can be saved twice.

So yeah, I believe the dorm leaders, the vice dorm leaders and upperclassmen would try their best to have you stay at Twisted Wonderland instead of going back home. But if you do end up going home, well, let's just say that their moods will be affected greatly, and because they fear they would overblot again, the chances of them overblotting again would increase because of how much stress they put onto themselves.

Now, let's talk about the first year gang. I am obliged to tell you to prepare yourself as this... is some angsty stuff I guess?

Now, the first years wouldn't feel any changes for the first few days or even weeks. Their friend had to go home, they understood and respected that. They knew that you didn't belong in their world at all! They knew how happy you were when you went home, they saw the smile you had on your face and the tears that flowed out through your eyes when Crowley told you of the news, and they were happy for you as well! Giving you high-fives and hugs, you all celebrated your return to your home.

So, why are they feeling so empty now?

Well, maybe it's because, you had a huge impact in their lives. I mean, almost if not all of the first year gang's time at Night Raven College was spent with you.

All the goofs, the laughter, the jokes, the pranks, the games, the fun. They were all spent with you. They had developed a certain liking or affection towards you. They saw you as a true friend, and they cherished their moments with you.

But, now, whenever they get together or hang out, it wouldn't be the same as you weren't there anymore. You didn't add your two cents whenever one of them cracked a joke or made fun of something.

It just... It just wasn't the same.

I do believe that they will try and get you back, especially Ace, Deuce and Grim. These 3 lovable goofballs were your very first friends at NRC after all, they went through so much with you. From breaking free from contracts, trying to join Magift competitions and trying to reason with their dorm leader to actually helping you in stopping an overblotting dorm leader. Yeah, I'd say they went through everything with you. And they'd do anything to get you back for they missed you oh so dearly.

And even though you had went home, they will try and try without giving up, just to get you back and feel happy again.

If you have read my fic 'It's Time We Go Home', you'd see that the first years would literally GO into your world and try to get you back.

Yes, I believe they're that desperate to get you back. But then again, this is just my opinion :)

Well, this was fun! I didn't expect for me to burst into tears first thing in the morning 😂😂

But I do hope this answers your question Anon! I am terribly sorry for making you read such a long answer and may or may not have tears flowing out of your eyes. Thanks for asking though! I really love these kinds of questions, they really make us anticipate the ending of the game. Even though I wish the game would never end.