#good ol' mr. spider

[danineedshelp]

Mr Grumpy is ticklish?

Heads up: I know for a fact you guys will like this....I think

Context: The God's have spoken (lol) it's time husk got that gross ass look off his face [jk] Angel wants to mess with the good ol bartender but things start to get messy when the cat doesn't answer the spider

Warning: includes tickling and some cussing (NSFW DNI)

A whole normal new day in hell or is it,As the spider walks down the hall he thinks about what he should do for the day I mean it's not like Val is gonna call em today he's off so ya for him! Okay Angel really did need to get his mind straight what the hell was he gonna do today?

He couldn't go talk to Al he was off in his own world, Charlie and Vaggie were on another date and Husk...wait husk wasn't doing anything right now actually he was still at the bar

"So go talk to husk?" Angel went in deep thought for sec or which what he thought was a sec which wasn't because it took more than a minute ,so if you would look at him he'd look like he was dead inside

"Okay go talk to husky....Oh wait shit where is he!?" Apparently husk went somewhere else when angel was thinking "Oh great..now I have to look for him." So as the spider did searching for the kitten who'd gone loose

Didn't take long to find him he was in his room with an unlocked door "Oh Husky~" Angel acting all flirterish usually catches the cat's attention but apparently today was different "Husk?" Angel stepped closer to the cat laying on his stomach "Hey baby you alive?" yes the cat was awake and living but still he didn't answer "Hey!" Angel got on to husk's back "Dont ignore your favorite spider~" That got husk attention.

He flinched a little before trying to turn over to look at angeldust "Oh so now you wanna look at me what's with you ,are you okay?" Husk ignored him again and just layed his head back on his pillow. Angel became a little frustrated while puffing up his cheek "Hey I just said don't ignore me and get the grumpy look of you face!" Angeldust then began fastly poking husk's sides out of frustration .

Husk was not expecting that he actually was so surprised he accidentally squeaked and started giggling "Why are you laughing?Nothing's funny" Angel started moving his fingers up and down the laughing man's sides "Unless.....your ticklish *gasp* you ticklish husky?

"Cause if you are I'm never letting you live up to this!" Husk's laughter went up an octave just because of that little bitty tease. Angel started going under the the kitten's stomach which tickled more to husk than he thought it would "Hahahahaangel donhahahnt you dare!" Angel chuckled evilly "don't I dare do what...This?" Angel fully put his fingers below and started scribbling rapidly on the base of Husk's stomach

"EEEHAHAAHAANGELNOHOHOSTOP!"___"Aww why does it tickle? Angel already knew the answer to that question he just wanted to spice up a little with a small tease! Angel then flipped the poor kitty over and stopped tickling him for a moment "Awww you should see your face its so adorable looking!"

The panting cat looked at the evil spider with a wobbly smile hoping his torture was over[SPOILER: it wasn't] Angel giggled "This will be for ignoring me!" Husk was about to answer him until he felt angel's mouth make the raspberry noise on his weak stomach

And when I tell you i'm pretty sure all of hell heard the ginormous giggly squeal Husk made I'm not lieing .Husk went into huge hysterics and started squirming violently trying his best to escape the tickle monster that was above him right now (it didn't work)

Angel just chuckled and kept blowing multiple raspberries into husk's stomach before he completely stopped which felt like ages to husker "Damn you okay?" Angel was a bit concerned for his victim unfortunately husk couldn't answer due to how broken he was

Angel pet husk's head to comfort him "I'll come back later to tickle yuh more you cutie" Angel then stood up gave the kitten a little kiss on the forehead and left the still gigging kitten to rest.

____________ Well that was something __________________ ☠️ _____

Hope you guys enjoyed reading! I CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE IM BORED AS FUCK

P.S I'll probably add more later (but that's a surprise)

[shotmrmiller]

maitenance man Simon who checks the queue for your requests as soon as he clocks in. Mrs.Williams not getting hot water in 104? Tough luck for her because you need the spider webs outside of your door cleaned up.

lmaoooo you need your air filter changed sorry mrs williams you're just gonna have to warm the water up like back in the good ol days. his bird takes precedence.

[tastybluesprite]

Chaos Intrusion

So… a disclaimer. This is based from the Spider man/Deadpool comic series (it’s really great btw for anyone who loves quality Spideypool content). Anyway, I just wanted to say that Spider Man/Peter Parker is supposed to be in his late twenties in this series (around 25 I think?) Sooooo yeah he is NOT a teen here, just so people are aware. Also Wade does not know his identity yet at this time of the story. Thank you. Enjoy the fic!

Warnings: None other than that this is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing feel free to just keep scrolling.

Summery: Wade comes along just when Peter thought he’d finally have a peaceful night of patrolling.

It was supposed to be a quiet night on the rooftops of Manhattan. Or at least as quiet as it ever got for Spider Man. He had perched on a ledge, scanning the city below for trouble, when he heard the unmistakable voice of the chaos and devil incarnate himself.

"Spidey! My favorite wall crawler! My second favorite red suit wearer!" Deadpool appeared from nowhere, flipping onto the ledge beside him.

Peter sighed, his Spidey-sense tingling, not from danger but from trouble. "Wade. Shouldn’t you be off annoying the Avengers or something?"

Deadpool gasped dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. "How could I ever abandon you, my snarky soulmate? Besides, I brought tacos. Wanna share?" He held up a greasy bag and grinned.

Peter's stomach growled despite himself. "No. I don't trust food from you. Ever."

"Fine, Mr. Suspicious," Wade replied, rolling his eyes. He took one out, lifting his mask over his nose and chomped on it rather happily.

“Anyway… didja miss me? Of course you did! How could you not? I'm your best friend, after all.”

“You’re my something, that’s for sure,” Peter replied dryly, shifting away slightly to create some distance.

They stayed like that in some silence. Then Deadpool finally spoke again.

“So anyway… I heard something Intresting… apparently good ole Stark is planning to move the Avengers HQ somewhere else soon.

Spider-Man froze. "...Who told you that?"

"Sources, Spidey. I have sources," Deadpool said simply. “Also… he announced it to us…” he added after.

Peter looked down, processing what he had just told him. “Mister Stark never told me anything…”

Wade observed the hero curiously, noticing his disappointment. He shrugged again.

“I guess that’s what you get for leaving the Avengers. And because of me for all reasons…” he offered a small grin, which was visible due to the fact that his mask was still up over his nose from eating the tacos.

Peter hesitated and sighed. “Yeah… I guess you’re… right…”

Of course Deadpool was right. Spider Man was the one who decided to leave the Avengers. All because he couldn’t stand being on the same team Wade was on. Was he just being immature? Letting his annoyance of the merc get the best of him?

After another moment of silence Peter had enough. He wanted to be alone. Or… he felt he needed to be alone. He sat up more and prepared himself to shoot a web at a distant rooftop. “Look, Wade, I don’t have time for this… I-”

Deadpool then suddenly lunged at him without warning. “What’s this?! Leaving already? Without a bro-hug?!”

Peters eyes widened in surprised and annoyance. He tried to break free, but Wade was just stronger than him despite his Spider Man strength. He grabbed him firmly and tackling him onto the rooftop.

“Get off me!” Peter shouted, trying to wriggle free.

“Relax, I’m just being friendly!” Wade declared, pinning him down with alarming enthusiasm. “And by ‘friendly,’ I mean invasive!” He said playfully.

As Peter squirmed to escape, Wade’s fingers accidentally brushed against his side.

Small sounds escaped the younger hero.

“Was… was that a giggle?” Deadpool froze, looking down at him.

“No!” Peter shouted, trying to twist away.

“Oh my god… It was!” Wade grinned with excitement. “Spidey is ticklish! This is gold! Not that I’m shocked… I totally called it forever ago…”

Peter managed to shove him suddenly, and leaped backward, holding his hands out defensively. "Wade, don’t even think about…"

Too late. Deadpool lunged, fingers wriggling like a toddler aiming for a cookie jar. Peter backflipped away and dodged, using his reflexes to stay out of reach.

"You can’t escape forever, Spidey…!" Wade cackled, zipping behind him.

"You're insane!" Peter shouted, dodging another swipe.

"That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me!" Deadpool grinned.

And so the chase was on. Spider Man had vaulted over chimneys and swung between water towers, but Deadpool kept chasing and getting closer with his own enhanced skills, his laughter echoing through the night.

Finally, Peter made the mistake of looking back mid-swing. Wade took the opportunity to grab the web line and grab Peter mid-air, tackling the Spider hero to the nearest rooftop.

"Time for some tickles web-head!" Wade declared, fingers poised and ready.

"Wade… don’t you da- GAHH! STOP!"

Spider Man finally bursted into laughter, squirming under the merc as Deadpool's fingers found their target, digging into his sides.

"You are ticklish!" Deadpool exclaimed triumphantly. Grinning as if he got the best Christmas present ever.

"GEhEhehet oHOHOhohoff!" Peter cried out in his giggles, kicking and flailing. "Thihihis ihIHiHis CHIHihildihihish!!!"

"Childish? Nah. Hilarious? Absolutely!" Wade laughed as he kept going, clearly enjoying himself far too much.

He found Spider Man’s tummy next and dug in. The red and blue clad hero squealed and squirmed more.

“Aha! Uh oh… someone’s a little weak here…” Deadpool grinned. “And just feel those abs… you’ve been working out for me~”

“WAHAHAHAHADE PLEHEHEAHAHASE SATAHAHAHAP!!!”

The merc chuckled, “Using manners now, are we? Someone’s desperate~”

He then shoved his hands into the younger man’s under arms and dug in gently.

Peter shrieked and convulsed. Wheezing more. “WAHHAHAHADE WAHAHAHAADE PLEHEHEEHEHAHAHAHAA!!!”

Deadpool grinned. “If you weren’t so sensitive about your identity remaining hidden, and if I wasn’t so respectful of it, I’d totally yank that mask off to see your cute giggly face~”

Peter felt he would truly die if the complete idiot didn’t stop. The teasing was just making jt worse too. He hated that he was too ticklish for his own good, and god he hated even more so that Deadpool of all people had to find out.

He soon finally managed to regain control over one arm and shot a web at Deadpool's face, temporarily blinding him.

"A-Ah! Hey! No fair!" Wade protested as he tried to pull the web off his mask.

Peter scrambled back quickly, gasping for breath. His heart going a mile a minute. "S-Serves you right…” he gasped out, slowly regaining his composure. “You can't just go around tickling people Wade!"

Wade finally freed his eyes, adjusting his mask. "Awww why not? It’s cute when you giggle instead of being so serious.”

Peter rolled his eyes. "You’re a moron.”

"And you're adorable when you're laughing, you should do it more.” Wade shot back with a wink.

"Shut up, Wade." Peter huffed trying to ignore the warmth filling his cheeks, as well as the fact that his heart was still very much pounding. He was all too glad he was able to keep his face covered with his mask. He sighed and shot a web, swinging off into the night.

Deadpool waved after him. "See you later, giggles!"

As Peter disappeared into the skyline, Deadpool then looked to the readers and grinned. "Totally worth it."

[zabala0z]

I got 2 friends into TMA and I’m slowly finding my reason for existence. Anyways hi, welcome back to “hearing a random persons thoughts on TMA S4” I’m your host, that random person!!

MAG 146: Threshold

I love it when TMA brings statements that have a different perspective on a situation or have a callback to something like 120 episodes ago (aka MAG 27)

Also is it just me, or is Helen’s laugh starting to sound more like Michael’s?

MAG 147: Weaver

Jesus Christ, hill top road is just cursed. Literally avoid it. Forever. Annabelle’s statement was chilling. Girls breaking the fourth wall and I support it!

“Can I call you Jon?” WHY does everyone say that, just fucking call him Jon. I guess it’s because his official title is “Archivist” by like everyone but still. Oliver Banks said it earlier. Nikola said it but towards Elias instead but still. It’s kinda funny that Jon seems to be the center of The Web in some way considering his childhood trauma with Mr. Spider and all that.

MAG 148: Extended Surveillance

YEAH BASIRA BEAT HIS ASS. Also is it just me or did he sound a lot more panicky? Like he usually sounds calm and collected but when Basira was beating the shit out of him, he actually sounded a bit different. Also, he calls her detective like other people call Jon archivist which may be important, I don’t know. Is she an avatar of The Eye? Is everyone who works at the institute an avatar of the eye or is it just Jon and Elias?

Jon’s mini monologue at the end got me rethinking my perspective on him and all the avatars like Jesus Christ.

MAG 149: Concrete Jungle

Brazil mention ‼️‼️ anyways, my first thought was The Stranger because y’know, vaguely human like things appearing as human but not human. Y’know? But yeah, The Extinction could also be it. I want to know more on Adelard Dekker. Was he an avatar?? is it The Web because he did use the table back then to trap one of the Notthem.

Also Georgie!!! Yay!!! I haven’t brought this up yet but it’s been floating around my mind: Georgie cannot feel fear. Like she can’t feel it. And there’s entities that feed primarily off fear. So. Is she gonna do some important shit? She has to

ALSO THE STATIC NOISE AND MARTIN DISAPPEARING I HATE THIS STOP. KILL ME.

Okay that’s everything! I feel so useless when ever I can’t connect anything but I guess I’m on episode 149 and we’ve already explained most of the major plot points throughout the podcast (keyword: most) so what’s left to connect? Still pisses me off. I want something to dig my hands in.

If there’s something I’m missing, gimme a hint so I can comb through transcripts like the good ol days

[mutantjellybeans]

which marvel characters i think would jump for the chicken or the beef

Spider-Man: he would jump for the chicken because he saw Uncle Ben jump for the beef and die

Deadpool: 360 jumps for the beef and falls

Mr Fantastic: jumps for the chicken because he doesn't think it's logical to jump for the beef

Doctor Doom: jumps for the beef and makes propaganda about the fact that Reed is too cowardly to jump for the beef, challenges the Reed to a parkour battle every single day, the F4 are sick of it by now

Human Torch: jumps for the beef and does crazy 360 backwards jumps and shit just to fuck with the Thing

The Thing: tries to do a 360 jump for the beef to one-up Johnny and falls

The Invisible Woman: her force fields are essentially barrier block parkour and she just uses them to get to the beef

The Hulk: jumps for the beef and makes it but he accidentally breaks the block and gets sent to parkour prison for it, Bruce Banner jumps for the chicken

Captain America: jumps for the beef to make good ol' American hamburgers

Hawkeye (Clint): jumps for the chicken

Hawkeye (Kate): jumps for the beef, makes it, but then trips and falls into parkour prison right after

Gwenpool: kills the parkour pro offering her chicken or beef because she doesn't see any consequences for doing so, gets sent to parkour prison

Cyclops: goes for the chicken every day, Wolverine makes fun of him for it

Wolverine: also goes for the chicken because he doesn't gaf

Magneto: go for the beef every single day, distributes it amongst the mutants, when Professor X tells him he should distribute it amongst the humans too he challenges him and the rest of the X-Men to a parkour battle

Squirrel Girl: goes for the beef, makes it, befriends the parkour pro who gives her more beef, ascends the ranks of parkour civilization with breakneck speed, befriends the parkour champion, collects all the disks, befriends the parkour villain, and becomes the parkour god

[zorosleftmantit101]

One piece characters as shit we have said in the Discord

Luffy: Next kid i see i recon im just gonna throw a brick at them

Good ol cinderblock to the head never hurt nobody

Zoro: Giving 100 men the best head of their life - mr beast probably

Sanji: Ok lesbians im gonna go fist my ass brb

Nami: I think florida is where they send everybody who has has a labotamy

Robin: Mr beast flavoured kindey stones

Law: I think florida is where they send everybody who has has a labotamy

Ace: Dad its 6:00 time to throw beer

bottles at me

Killer: Fill your pockets full of spiders then throw them at small children

Kid: Ill do that with shards of glass

Sabo: I will revoke your skin privileges, don't test me

Buggy: I lost my gender in the war

Shanks: This is American, we made it chuckle fuck

To join the Discord and talk abt one piece, bum sex, my bad spelling and fanfics click HERE!

[werewolf-art004]

Adding on to my Marvel redesigns with Moon Knight! Idk why but I’ve been on a really big Moon Knight kick lately! (I literally bought quite a few comics recently at a flea market). I loved the Disney+ show and what it did with the character! Now this is my (design) take on him! (I did add the Disney+ suits as sketches just for fun)

My design for Moon Knight’s (Marc Spector) main suit took similar design ideas from the Disney+ show being adding more Egyptian style to the comics suit. Though I think mine leans more into the comics style than anything. My major contribution changes lie in the mask and waist armor. The mask I wanted to go with a larger focus on the crescent moon motif, extending to the full mask. (I love it!) For the waist armor I wanted to have a more clear reference to Khonshu since he’s his patron god. I added implied feather details as a reference to the good ol’ Pigeon. (Also idk how I feel about the grey cloak. I did it but also kinda wish I didn’t.)

Mr. Knight (Steven Grant) I’ll be brief on as I am actually redesigning him as I’m not satisfied with the one I have drawn here. My initial idea was to change his look to be more like a noir detective of the 40s mixed with a modern tuxedo. I think it still looks good, but it doesn’t quite feel like “me”. It is still very much just the comics/show Mr. Knight with slightly different details. Also I realized he just looks like an uncolored Spider-Man Noir. So I’m tweaking it to better fit my style and be more unique.

As for Jake Lockley…

[builder051]

Month of Sick 2024 Day 3: Bad News(ish)

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@monthofsick

Iron man and Spider-Man. Choose your own timeline.

Warnings: emeto, high school drama

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Something seems off with the kid. Tony can sense it before the door to the lab whirrs slowly shut and seals like a hydraulic bathtub.

He can’t stand slamming. Not that Peter would dare to make an entrance with a bang. When the kid was first starting to visit him in the lab, Tony thought the mouse creeping was some sort of respect thing. Then he’d realized it was probably an apartment thing. Topics like housing inequality and wage gaps set angry, brain-eating larvae loose in his prefrontal cortex.

Tony usually fills the holes with a few spontaneous donations to institutes of higher learning. His fingers twitch toward his keyboard, but he rests a millimeter above the touch screen. Tony doesn’t want Peter to catch him throwing cash around, even therapeutically. That would just throw the kid-money-apartment guilt trip back into motion. At least Peter will be prepared for the niceties of life in a college dorm. It’d taken Tony a couple times around the block to recognize and participate in the etiquette of close quarters. And, of course, to start holding himself to the same standard he expected of everyone else. Hence his objection to doors noisily bouncing off walls.

Peter exhales slowly. “Hey, uh, Mr. Stark.”

The kid’s sneakers come to a halt, and he stands a respectable distance from Tony’s elbow. Something hangs in the space between them. The air feels charged with electricity. Is this what the tingle, the spider-sense feels like? Tony has never coveted Peter’s powers. He’s glad to stick with good ol’ observation and inference. He’s just a little proud how naturally the scientific method flows toward the correct conclusion. Like the fact that Peter’s anxious as fuck. And he’s been skating on carpet in wool socks. Or combing his hair without adding product. Tony grounds his feet and puts his hands on his knees, just in case the static bursts into an electric shock.

“Yeah?” Tony replies. He holds his gaze on the holographic screen in front of him for a moment, for the sake of normality. If he replies too quickly, he might tip the balance and bring on the thunderbolt. Tony cringes internally as he imagines Peter burned to a crisp. Or maybe a small pile of ash.

It would be the ash, for sure. Now that Tony’s turned to look at him, he considers his hypothesis confirmed. The kid’s pale. His hair sticks to his glistening forehead. His shoulders move up and down with every breath, which comes out loud and shallow. Bronchitis, Tony guesses. Depends on whether or not Peter’s running a fever. He could have FRIDAY run a scan in seconds. He could probably write a program for a chest x ray as well, but he doesn’t think breaking the eye contact is a good idea for now.

“Pete?” Tony asks cautiously. He tries to keep his concern out of his voice. “Did you run here or something? Why? It’s cold and brrr.” Tony mimes shivering and crossing his arms for warmth. “I thought track and field didn’t start until spring.” He eases up. If he talks too much, Peter will just start nodding in pseudo agreement.

“No, I, uh,” Peter stammers. “I took the bus.” He jerks his head suspiciously over his shoulder. “Do I smell like the bus?”

Tony keeps a straight face. He fights the urge to breathe in through his nose but eventually needs to rearrange what’s certainly a stony expression. He tries not to sniff too hard, then sets it off with a gentle smile.

“But do I, like…?” Peter trails off, lifting one arm. He presses his lips together, and the palest blush colors his nose and cheeks. If anything it makes him look sicker.

“You smell like… Rolaids, cinnamon, carnauba wax, and…pie crust?” There’s also a tinge of sour stress sweat, but Tony decides not to mention it. This whole topic of body odor is a surface issue. Meaningless chatter. Tony hopes his answer helps to loosen whatever’s got Peter so constricted, though he worries it might just pull it tighter.

“Hm.” Peter takes another audible breath, then nods. “Yeah, that’s—um, good.” He drops his arm back to his side, where he immediately begins picking at a rivet on the pocket of his jeans. “I was at Ned’s. His grandma was making emanadas. And she has those big glass candles with, like, the virgin Mary, you know?” The kid tries for a casual laugh, but he hiccups when he takes in a breath. He releases the rivet and puts his hand over his abdomen.

Tony wants to thump the kid on the back, but now’s probably not the right time to introduce physical contact. Tony doesn’t like to be handsy. Peter might have germs. The hand sanitizer is too far across the lab bench, and reaching for it now would be downright offensive.

“Ned’s house sounds great.” Tony says, filling what would be an awkward pause as Peter collected himself. The anxiety’s still coming off him in waves. Tony watches Peter’s shoulders quiver.

Tony ditches any remaining decorum and asks, “Hey, is your stomach bugging you?” He’d initially left is comment about Rolaids alone. They’d seemed like kind of a personal thing. He leaves a moment for the kid to respond, perhaps if time is of the essence to get to a bathroom or something, but Peter doesn’t say anything. He just swallows, then looks up without meeting Tony’s eye.

“Too many empanadas before the bus ride?” Tony offers.

“Hm… no.” Peter twists his lips, but settles on neither a smile nor a frown. It seems like he’s making his mouth as small as possible. “Yeah, I’m, like, I keep tasting lunch, but it’s, like, I’m fine.” The kid laughs again, sounding just as congested. “That’s probably TMI. Sorry.”

Tony shrugs. He doesn’t love discussions about acid reflux, but if that’s the problem… At least it’s a straightforward problem, but Tony has a feeling that’s more of a side effect. The real issue is something much deeper.

“They weren’t real Rolaids.” Peter blithers on. “Some kind of off brand…I got them at the bodega for, like, three bucks. I don’t think they actually work.” Peter catches himself and continues, “Not that I feel sick or anything. Just kinda—“ He removes his hand from his stomach and wavers it in midair. “I don’t know if the CVS ones are any better, or if it has to be, like, brand name…” Peter trails off nervously.

“If you do feel sick, we can fix that. Medicine cabinet in the ‘s pretty stocked ” Tony clasps his hands and rests his chin on his knuckles. “What’s going on, Pete?” Tony asks. “You don’t look so good. I mean, you smell fine, but…” Tony shrugs again. He doesn’t want Peter to feel interrogated, but if they can get to the heart of the matter… Maybe the kid will stop looking like he’s going to shit himself.

“I…” Peter hesitates. “I don’t feel really good.”

Tony can’t hold himself back anymore. “FRIDAY, run a temp scan.”

“Oh, no, I don’t have a fever.” Peter shakes his head, but the AI begins to glow, running a thin red line floor to ceiling and back again.

“Temperature scan complete,” FRIDAY reports. The outlines of two human bodies appear on the screen; temperature readings appear beside each in both Fahrenheit and Celsius.

Tony doesn’t even glance at his information. He squints in confusion when he reads Peter’s, though.

“98.7…” Tony muses. Maybe the kid isn’t incubating a bug. “How about heart rate?” Tony requests.

More numbers appear beside each figure. Tony blinks to be sure he’s reading the measurement correctly. The kid’s reads 130. Peter’s more than wound up. He’s about to blow his circulatory system.

Peter’s powers raise his metabolism, Tony reminds himself. But not that much. He’s pretty sure there are defibrillator paddles in the lab somewhere.

“Your heart rate is rising really fast.” Peter points to the pulsating heart icon beside Tony’s outline. “Is that, like, not good?”

“Oh—“ Tony backhands the air in front of his face as if batting the kid’s comment out of the way. “Forget me. Look at yours! That’s what’s not good. You’re stressing me out.”

“I told you. I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine,” Tony says firmly. “Are you scared or something? Is this- I don’t know- a panic attack?”

“Um, I don’t—” Peter gulps, then pulls his lips into a straight line. “I guess kinda stressing too.”

“What about?” Tony braces himself. What bothers highschoolers these days? Tony thinks to his own teenage experience, but he was so detached during that phase of life. He had nary a responsibility. His parents were still alive. Peter doesn’t even have that to lean back on. A rush of belated empathy hits Tony in the chest and leaches into his heart. The shot is not full of flesh-eating parasites this time. It hits hard and heavy, adding a terrible weight and increasing his worry.

Peter sighs. He puts his hands over his eyes. “Ok, ok. But please don’t get mad at me.”

“Why would I be mad?” Tony’s still focused on the possibility of a serious health incident. Even if the kid did it to himself, he’s far more concerned about the fallout than the details. “Just tell me what’s going on.”

“You’re probably going to be totally disappointed.” Peter keeps his eyes covered. “I—I don’t think I made it into MIT.”

“You don’t think?” Tony repeats. “What, did you get a letter or something? They didn’t waitlist you, did they?” He does feel his temper begin to rise despite himself. Not toward the kid, though. What kind of signature-stamping admissions officer would put Peter’s application in the ‘maybe’ pile? His grades, coupled with his experience, should blow anyone out of the water.

“No. I don’t think so. But maybe? I didn’t think of that.” Peter says in a rush.

“What do you think?” Tony presses. He glances at the flashing numbers of Peter’s heart rate again. “Tell me.”

The kid takes a shaky breath. “Ned and I made this, like, pact thing, that we would tell each other at the same time, If we got in. After we’d both gotten our letters.”

“Ok…” This is clearly background. Tony waits for the hammer to fall.

“I kind of accidentally found out about Ned. Just now, at his house. He got his MIT letter. And I saw it. I saw Ned’s letter. But like, not really, exactly.” Peter wrings his hands and cringes. It’s like he’s trying to minimize his involvement in a crime.

Tony’s heavy heart throbs with empathy. If he were a cop, he’d let the kid off. He nods, and Peter keeps talking.

“It was just the envelope, though. But it had the logo and the return address and everything. And it was a big fat envelope. So he got in. They sent him the whole admission packet thing. I know he got in.” Peter bites his lip. “Denials come in tiny envelopes, right?”

“Usually,” Tony replies. “Bureaucratic shit.” He rolls his eyes, but immediately realizes he’s being too flippant. He straightens up and looks into Peter’s eyes. His lower lids glisten with unshed tears. “Why does that make you think you got denied?” Tony asks slowly. “I get that your big reveal is sort of ruined, but did your letter—“

Peter cuts him off, his cheeks burning red against his pale face. “That’s just it. I haven’t gotten my letter. Ned’s, like, two streets away, and I’m pretty sure we have the same mail carrier person, so if Ned got his, like, yesterday or today, mine should’ve come too.”

“Well—“ Tony intends to inject a little logic and reassurance, but the kid keeps going.

“I don’t know what kind of envelope they sent, I mean, like, whether I got in or not, and it’s—it’s— just too much, and I can’t stop thinking about it, and my stomach’s, just, like,” Peter pauses and contorts his face, his fingers slowly closing into a fist, “It’s making me all messed up. It might actually be making me making me sick. I think—maybe — I could, like—puke—or something—“ The kid wraps both arms tightly around his middle, then reconsiders and presses a hand over his mouth.

“Ok, ok,” Tony says, making placating gestures while looking wildly around the lab for a trash can. There’s one under the desk on the other side of the room. Definitely not helping. And it’s too late anyway.

Peter leans forward and retches. Vomit dribbles from his palm and drips down his chin. He makes an apologetic sound, but it’s lost in the next upcoming heave.

“You’re good.” Tony stands, sending his stool rolling backward under the lab bench. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Oh,” the kid groans. His shoulders lurch, and more splashes down into the puddle growing around his feet. “‘M really sorry.”

“Don’t be, really.” Tony tentatively pats Peter’s shoulder. For now, he’s providing comfort. But Tony’s poised to catch the kid if he slips or starts to pass out.

Peter hiccups. Then he gasps, and his entire body shudders.

“Pete?” Tony moves sideways so he can get a look at the kid’s face. He’s still pallid, but now his eyes and nose are red as well. The impending tears are now running down his face.

“It’s ok,” Tony intones. “Really. We’ll get through it.” They’re just words, but he means them. Truly. Deeply.

Peter splutters, then spits on the floor. “Sorry,” he says again. “That was, like, really gross.”

“Eh.” Tony shrugs. “Feel better?”

“Uh, no.” Peter’s voice is hoarse, and it sounds like his mouth is still wet and stringy. “I mean, yes,” he amends quickly. “But, like, not completely?”

“Stomach is better, but the stress is still there?” Tony interprets.

“Yeah.” Peter sighs. “I’m, like…” he shakes his head.

“You’re going to be ok.” Tony gives the kid’s shoulder a squeeze, then points him toward the couch against the wall. Once he’s sure Peter is steady on his feet, Tony follows, dragging his stool along behind him.

Once they’re both sitting, Tony points at the bot positioned by the desk. He clicks his fingers. “Hey. You. DUMM-E.”

The robot whirrs and spins its tires.

“Mop,” Tony commands. “Now,” he pauses, then adds, “please.”

DUMM-E clips the wall with a loud scraping sound, but soon they can hear the squish of a wet mop against the floor.

Tony rests his elbows on his knees again. It’s his best calm, listening posture, he thinks. That’s what he wants, anyway. He doesn’t have a default reaction to stress-puke. Tony tries to be calming and an active listener. Maybe a sounding board. He wants to be whatever the kid needs, and, to be honest, he isn’t sure what that is.

“God, I’m…” Peter looks at the floor and shakes his head. He’s trembling and still suppressing sobs. “Sorry.”

Tony leans in and speaks quietly. “You’ve got to stop saying that. I don’t care. I have the bots to deal with the small stuff. Gross stuff.” He shrugs. “Whatever.”

DUMM-E makes a reproachful swivel and whir, but Tony ignores it.

Peter sniffles, but doesn’t say anything.

“Alright, I’ll start,” Tony says. “I’m going to skip the sappy stuff. But I am going to ask you the annoying questions.”

Peter nods without looking up.

Tony puts his hand up to count on his fingers. “Did you check your mail today? Or just Ned’s?”

“I checked,” Peter replies in a monotone. “Well, actually I texted May and asked her to check.” He meets Tony’s eyes for a brief moment. “So, well, basically.”

“Alright.” Tony nods curtly and puts one finger down. “Do you know the timing of your mail carrier’s route?”

“It’s, um, in the morning? Usually?” Peter wipes the back of his hand under his nose.

“Ok.” Tony puts down his second finger. “Have you…” Tony pauses. He can’t remember the next question. He’s sure there’s another. It’s on the tip of his tongue.

“I’m so doomed,” Peter whispers. “I’ve totally failed you, Mr. Stark. If you don’t want me to go on missions anymore, it’s ok.”

“Hey, stop that. I’ll still care about you if you don’t get into MIT.” Tony lets out a breath. “There, now you’re making me say sappy stuff.”

“I’m sorry.” Peter’s face folds and tears start falling again.

“It’s ok. It’s ok, really.” He has another question. He does. He just needs to concentrate. Emotions rattle between the holes tunneling away his brain. “Umm…” Then it comes to him. It’s so stupid simple. He should’ve asked it first. “What address did you give them? On your application?”

“Huh?” Peter squints, then blinks wetness out of his eyes.

“Did you put your address? Like your apartment?” Tony specifies. “Or did you put this one?” He points at the floor. “The tower. I get a few other people’s mail here. People without permanent addresses. Like Thor.”

“Thor gets mail?” The kid asks.

Initially, Tony isn’t sure if he should answer. Would Peter feel like he’s distracting him on purpose? “So much mail.” Tony chooses to go with the flow. “And he reads all of it. He sits there for hours. Eating out my fridge.” Tony hazards a smile, but continues to make haste. “What about your mail. Do I get your mail? I can’t remember.”

“Oh.” Peter covers his mouth.

Tony prepares himself for another round of puking.

“I think…” Peter murmurs, “I think, maybe, yes?”

Tony can barely hear him; the kid’s voice is both quiet and muffled. But he sees the expression on Peter’s face. Surprised. Hopeful?

“I think I put this address. Because it was all official and everything?” The kid raises his head. “I think I probably did.”

“Ok,” Tony says. “Well—“

“You must think I’m so stupid.” Peter seems on the brink of tears again. “Oh my god—“

“Stop talking.” Tony doesn’t mean to make it an order. Well, perhaps he does. Just a little. He stops barely a second, then issues another. “Why don’t you run up the stairs and check the mailbox?”

“What? You think it came here?” Peter jumps to his feet.

“Go see. It’s right at the end of the driveway.” Tony points to the door.

Peter takes off at a sprint. His shoes squeak halfway across the floor. It’s still damp from its recent mopping.

Tony looks down at his watch. He gives the kid a 30 second head start. Then he swivels his stool around. “FRIDAY?” he asks.

“Yes, boss?” Tony swears he senses excitement in the AI’s tone.

“Pull up the security cam feed. I want a good look out front.”

[garbashedump]

...white guy Scrabby phrases

I GOT THE LIST bunch of things of mildly zesty phrases Scrabby would probably say

"don't get your panties in a twist" (ofc ofc)

"shiver me timbers! I'm freezing like a popsicle out here"

"hey guys let's split up to cover more ground"

"working hard or hardly working?"

"hi hungry I'm dad."

"the early bird catches the worm!

"wow were sure in a pickle here!" (Prism fav phrase ofc)

"that's it no more Mr. Nice auditor! that's the last straw buckeroo."

"you're on thin ice pal."

"I'm keeping my eye on you."

"you catch more scrabbys with sugar than smoke "

"Ahh, a good ol' cup of Jake Joe!"

"I'm so hungry I could eat a horse!"

"Time to dig in!" / "Time to get my grub on!"

"Oh look the suns out while its raining! guess the devil is beating his wife"

"Uh oh looks like we got company..."

"See you on the flip side!"

"You're looking a little tipsy-tury my friend."

"Looks like someone's buzzed as a bee."

"Looks like someone is decks below the ship."

"Oh how the tables have turned."

"Its the heart of the cards!"

Lifting heavy stuff: "Man anymore lifting and I'll blow my back hip out."

"Well slap my ass and call me Sally."

"Well butter my bugs and call me a Biscuit"

"Better safe than sorry!"

"Oh crumbs."

"Let's not dilly-dally too long guys."

"Aw quit being a negative Nancy!"

"Oooooh..... Right in the bread basket."

"Jeeze Louise lemon squeeze!"

" Holy moly guacamole!"

"Stop all of this tomfoolery this instant!"

"An apple a day keeps the doctor away!"

"Oopsie daisy!"

"Guess whoo✨" (Covers Prism's eyes)

"Beggars aren't choosers."

"Ahh I see, the apple never falls far from the tree."

"Looks like ya got ants in your pants."

"All bark but no bite huh?"

"Man that really ruffles my feathers."

"Ah! It'll be like finding a needle in a haystack!!"

"I'm losing my marbles over here!"

.....ok.... i may or many not have more but the- they're Scrizzers..

damn are you zombie fungi? cause you got me under your spell

are you a spider? cause you woven me in your web of love

are you the summer sun? cause you got my cheeks sunburnt red

Prism: damn you a cigarette? cause you got me addicted to you (Scrabby would then die after hearing this)

btw these are directed towards lawful joke au by @chaosaliien

[rainbow-pop-arts]

Trigun MB Thoughts Part 1

Hey, y’all! So @trigunbookclub is over but they said the after party will go on until the end of October, so for that I wanna share my review on Trigun Multiple Bullets! 

Thoughts on Badlands Rumble Extra 1 & 2 under the cut! 

So like good ol’ Trigun, Vash got caught by some bad guys. That guy looks like Batman’s penguin villain and that other guy looks…uhm… 

Then Vash escaped with the help of Wolfwood, Meryl and Milly

Holy crap, it’s Brilliant Dynamites Neon (Nah that’s a different character but he does look like him)

Classic Trigun gang dynamic 

Then they met this kid named Rayne and the guy who looks like Neon is named Balzac (pfffft I’m sorry but that name sounds like something else) 

Apparently, the Dodongo took over the village and made it become like Spider-Punk’s universe! >:0

One of the things that I love about Vash is that he loves playing with kids 

VASHWOOD VASHWOOD VASHWOOD- 

Woah!! The guy that looks like Neon is a traitor!! 😱

BATTLE!!!

(Heathers the Musical)

Anyways, the bad guys are defeated YAAAAAAY! :D

FInal thoughts: Sorry, I guess I don’t have much thoughts on this cuz it does feel like a ’98 Trigun episode. (￣∀ ￣; ) But they are Badlands Rumble Extras, which does remind me that I should check out the movie.  Anyways, It’s cool to see Mr. Nightow’s art here cuz this was in…2010? 2011? I dunno, but that’s like 2 or 3 years after the end of Trigun Maximum!! 😃👍

[found-family-tournament]

Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 6 Group 27

Propaganda and further pictures under the cut

Lucifam: Lucifer, Chloe, Dan, Ella, Mazikeen, Linda, Amenadiel, Trixie & Mum/Charlotte

Team Bleck: Count Bleck, Nastasia, O’Chunks, Mimi, Dimentio & Mr. L

Submissions are still open!

Lucifam:

They really are just a big ol' mildly dysfunctional family, they've all hung out independently with each other in different groups (which is so rare in shows) there's so much I could say about them but that would just be telling you the show and I'm very tired 😅 (I just happen to have a blog about them and the picture I submitted is my banner, I didn't make the edit so I'm not sure if it's official promo material or someone's fan edit!)

Team Bleck:

VILLAIN FOUND FAMILY I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEYRE SO GOOD MAN C'MON... Dimentio is a bitch and Mr. L was kinda brain washed into it but overall they all genuinely have such fun dynamics even Mr L and Dimentio involved, Tragic Wants the world to die Count, the devious little shit that is the insane Fool, the secretary who is in love with a man who loves another, the big lug who just wants to chunk up the place but cares for blecky boy, the beautifully mildly terrifying shapeshifter who can be a giant spider abomination, and the brave brainwashed mechanical genius! You can even add in tippi as an honorary member because shes bleck's fiance :]

Villian found family!

Oh man where do I start. Evil team with the power of friendship. Dimentio reading everyone’s diaries. Nassy and Mimi and O’Chunks forming their own mini found family after Dimentio and Bleck are gone.

[brown-spider]

nobody’s gonna fight you on therapist spider-man because everyone knows you’re right dude. Best I can do is disagree with you even on the point that the job would be repetitive because every spider gets the same canon events- imagine you start working with a teen Peter who’s all messed up and he starts talking about his uncle, and you think he’s gonna tell you Ben died in a shooting or something, then he says his uncle got eaten alive by cannibals. Like what do you even do with that.

Honestly yeah this was also my thought like, what if you were wrong Mr. Smart-Ass?? What if his uncle didn't die, what if he was gonna say "disowned me"?? What if he came to therapy to cope with the perpetual distance between him and his uncle after his uncle's near death experience??

Therapist Spider-Man isn't safe from me 😤

...... but also are you SURE you don't wanna joust??? Like, just a LITTLE joust like maybe one round of good ol' honest jousting-

[hxroic-wxlls-fxrever]

Spider-Man got a visit from Blue Beetle.

"Hey, Spidey. I heard Mr. Jameson isn't exactly the nicest boss to have, and even has it out for you (When you're Spider-Man) for whatever reason. Does he ever become nicer during the Christmas season?"

“ In office? Eh…he wears a Santa Hat, and gives me 20% extra pay, so not complaining there. In my costume, though? Not. A. Thing. Changes about him. You’d think some good ‘ol Christmas Spirit would get him to lighten up on this ‘ol webhead, but alas, the three ghosts of Christmas haven’t quite yet paid a visit to him. Not sure that would even help, though. “

He DOES get surprisingly creative with his smear campaign and insults during the holidays, though. Saying Santa should ‘put him in a stocking and deliver him to the nearest prison’ is quite the thing to put on a newspaper headline.

[ackarcue]

Tmbs Ten Men Content once more

Let’s set the scene

McCracken: Well, it appears our means of travel have each been rendered unavailable for reasons both sound and idiotic. The Salamander is under maintenance after Bludgins spotted the busted underside, Hertz short circuited the fake ambulance to blurt out his victims’ cries, and Crawlings, dear boy?

You are never driving the small luxury sedan again lest you wish your stubborn eyebrow to be your only evidence of existence. Am I clear?

Crawlings: Oh come now, the officer gave us a par-

McCracken: Gave you, a ticket. With that out of the way, any suggestions from the peanut gallery?

Mortis: I suppose a modified hearse might do us some good.

Hertz: Ha! What next, my friend? You want plastic spiders and webs along for the ride? I say we fix the ambulance immediately, besides what’s stopping Sharpe from fixing it anyways?

Sharpe: Computers are much more simple than an ambulance, and your toys can wait, Hertz.

Garrote: Well, even our own off-time vehicles are too normal, if still lavish. Besides, Bludgins’ muscle car would give us away.

Bludgins: It’s better than Burnside’s little dingy hog.

Burnside: Say that again and I’ll ignite that ale sac you call a liver. Besides, the missus will notice anything missing since you want to use the family man.

Crawlings: Wait, speaking of which… McCraig! Be a good fellow, you must have an idea, right?

McCraig: Uh… well… I was supposed to take the family out on a boating trip. We have the boat and everything but uh, it hasn’t been used since the priso-

McCracken: Ah! Well done! We have our temporary arrangement-

McCraig: Wait! Wait! We can’t, we-

Sharpe: We currently have 76 confirmed kills, a Swiss bank account, black market dentistry, and a protected position as a frustrated scientists personal child abduction force. I’m pretty sure you can convince your wife.

McCraig: *Gulps* Here goes…

*Phone Rings*

Mrs. McCraig: Honey? What’s wrong? You usually never call me at work.

McCraig: Honey, hi. Listen, my coworkers and I are in a bit of a bind and a way to solve it would be to use the boat and spare ca-

Mrs. McCraig: HAROLD BARTHOLOMEW CRAIG! After all this time of it wasting away in the garage, you only want to use it for your work!? Didn’t you promise Susie you’d let her drive it at the Lake last summer? I can’t believe you-

McCraig: Honey, honey, please, the fellows and I have important work to do, and look how politely they’re asking.

*He shoots the original four a pleading look to even appear remotely grateful as he turns on the FaceTime and leans for them to enter view .*

*McCracken straightens himself and gives a smile, Sharpe slightly nods his head, Garrote beams and looks straight into the phone camera, and Crawlings gives his eyebrow the good ole worm wiggle.*

Mrs. McCraig: … fine. But tell the bald one to check a doctor. That eyebrow looks like it’ll fall off.

McCraig: Yes honey. Thank you dear~ *hangs up*

McCracken: That wasn’t too hard, was it? Now, my colleagues, it’s time to pick seating arrangements.

[creepercraftguy]

OMORI - Voice Actor Headcanons.

While I haven’t exactly finished this game yet, I am close enough to the end and have met basically all the characters, so I think it’s time I got around to doing my good ol’ series of VA headcanons for a game that either doesn’t have one, or doesn’t have an English Dub.

This time we’re doing Omori, a game I started playing at the beginning of this year and have fallen in love with very very quickly. I’ve been through a very painful time of my life recently and this game helped me work through it letting me know that it doesn’t matter how I grieve, just that any way I can is correct. 

And the way the characters work together in the game is also incredible, and I was eagerly awaiting to get to the point that I’m at so I could do a VA headcanons section for this. So before we get started, let me once again go two things.

This is NOT CANON. These are HEADCANONS and are unofficial. It’s just a hypothetical situation. If the characters were voiced, this is who I imagine would voice them.

Every major character in the games is included here, so there are HEAVY SPOILERS for the game’s main storylines. DO NOT READ THIS POST IF YOU HAVE NOT PLAYED THE GAME OR DON’T WANT TO BE SPOILED.

Without further ado, let’s get into this.

Omori/Sunny - MILES LUNA

Also Voiced:

Jeane Arc (RWBY)

Migas Garza (gen:LOCK)

David (Camp Camp)

Cliffjumper (Transformers: War for Cybertron)

Kel - JOHNNY YOUNG BOSCH

Also Voiced:

Yu Narukami (Persona 4)

Vash the Stampede (Trigun)

Hajime Hinata (Danganronpa 2)

Ichigo Kurosaki (Bleach)

Izaya Orihara (Durarara)

Aubrey - MAE WHITMAN

Also Voiced:

Katara (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Amity Blight (The Owl House)

Tinker Bell (Tinker Bell series)

Yuffie Kisaragi (Kingdom Hearts)

Batgirl (DC Super Hero Girls)

Hero - KYLE HEBERT

Also Voiced:

Son Gohan (Dragon Ball)

Fatgum (My Hero Academia)

Kaito Momota (Danganronpa V3)

Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney)

Kamina (Gurren Lagann)

Basil - JUSTIN BRINER

Also Voiced:

Izuku Midoriya/Deku (My Hero Academia)

Ryota Mitarai (Danganronpa 3: The End of Hope’s Peak Academy)

Clanne (Fire Emblem Engage)

Alfonso San Valiante (Garo)

Mikaela Hyakuya (Seraph of the End)

Mari - AMANDA WINN LEE

Also Voiced:

Yukiko Amagi (Persona 4)

Rei Ayanami (Neon Genesis Evangelion)

Magnolia Arch (Bravely Second: End Layer)

Yoshino Haruzawa (Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor Overclocked)

Heather Mason (Silent Hill HD Collection)

Kim/Berly - ERIKA LINDBECK

Also Voiced: 

Futaba Sakura (Persona 5)

Celica (Fire Emblem)

Milady (Soul Hackers 2)

Cheelai (Dragon Ball)

Jessie (Final Fantasy 7 Remake)

Vance/Van - CRAWFORD WILSON

Also Voiced:

Beat (The World Ends With You)

Jet (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Sagi (Baten Kaitos Original)

Robin/Dick Grayson (Batman: The Brave and the Bold)

Angel - GRIFFIN BURNS

Also Voiced:

Tartaglia/Childe (Genshin Impact)

Cyril (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Kaito Kid (Detective Conan)

Doppio (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind)

Muichiro Tokito (Demon Slayer)

Mikal/Mikhael/The Maverick - ARIN HANSON

Also Voiced:

Snaggleback (The Owl House)

X (Omega Strikers)

Scott (Monster Prom)

Gateux (Mighty Magiswords)

Mancubus Bloodtooth (Borderlands 3)

Charlene - ASHELY BISKI

Also Voiced:

Layla (Genshin Impact)

Minato Shishiuchi (PuraOre! Pride of Orange)

Amy (Project “Gemini”)

Juliet (The Nutty Boy)

Captain Spaceboy - YURI LOWENTHAL

Also Voiced: 

Sasuke Uchiha (Naruto)

Yosuke Hanamura (Persona 4)

Suzaku Kururugi (Code Geass)

Marth (Fire Emblem)

Peter Parker/Spider-Man (multiple)

Pluto - PATRICK SEITZ (who else?)

Also Voiced:

Dio Brando (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Scorpion (Mortal Kombat)

Franky (One Piece)

Endeavour (My Hero Academia)

Ragna the Bloodegdge (Blazblue series)

Sweetheart - ASHLEY TISDALE

Also Voiced:

Candace Flynn (Phineas and Ferb)

Stealth Elf (Skylanders)

Sabrina Spellman (Sabrina: The Teenage Witch)

Camille Leon (Kim Possible)

Mr Jawsum - SUNGWON CHO

Also Voiced:

Kage (Ousama Ranking)

Tesso (Lost Judgement)

Vaseraga (Granblue Fantasy Versus)

Mustard (Pokemon: Twilight Wings)

Holst Sigeswald Goneril (Fire Emblem: Three Hopes)

Hungry Humphrey - IAN SINCLAIR

Also Voiced:

Brook (One Piece)

Whis (Dragon Ball)

Dandy (Space Dandy)

Yomotsu Hirasaka (Future Diary)

Mezo Shoji/Tentacole (My Hero Academia)

Molly - NATALIE HOOVER

Also Voiced:

Sonia Nevermind (Danganronpa 2)

Tomoyo Daidouji (Cardcaptor Sakura)

Yamada (New Game!)

Elizabetta X (Welcome to Demon School Iruma-kun)

Eru Aharen (Aharen is Indecipherable)

Marina - DINA SHERMAN

Also Voiced: 

Yachiru Kusajishi (Bleach)

Diona (Genshin Impact)

Ara (Elsword)

Ayame Oguni (Rurouni Kenshin)

Carbine (Biker Mice from Mars)

Medusa - XANTHE HUYNH

Also Voiced:

Haru Okumura (Persona 5)

Marianne Von Edmund (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Ui Hirasawa (K-On)

Hanayo Koizumi (Love Live)

Kanon Tachibana (NEO: The World Ends With You)

Doughie- JESSICA DICOCO

Also Voiced:

Flame Princess (Adventure Time)

Lynn Loud/Lucy Loud (The Loud House)

Giffany (Gravity Falls)

Turner (Craig of the Creek)

Yukika Saegusa (Fate/Stay Night)

Biscuit - RICO FAJARDO

Also Voiced: 

Mirio Togata/Lemillion (My Hero Academia)

Daryun (The Heroic Legend of Arslan)

Kyosuke Munakata (Danganronpa 3: The End of Hope’s Peak Academy)

Leon Luis (Garo)

Fu (Dragon Ball)

[thesettingsun-utau]

Random Sunsetter Swapping List!

Nice Cream Guy swaps with Grillby NCG owns an ice cream parlor, and Grillby owns a hot dog stand.

The Holidays swap with the Inn/Store Bnuuys Rudy owns a shop, with Dess stocking supplies in the back. Noelle tries her best to be a good B&B host. and Mrs. Holiday does tax and money stuff offscreen, very busy.

W.D. Gaster swaps with Gerson Boom Gaster was one of two engineers during the War, but retired at some point to use his time making his own ideas and occasionally selling little trinkets. Gerson... had a couple more ideas rackin' the ol' noggin before his own retirement. He also worked as a mentor for Undyne for a while. But no one knows what happened to him, not even her.

Catty and Bratty swap with RG01 and RG02 Catty and Bratty are friendly rivals to "Heartshock" (Alphys), and a heroic duo... in their own wacky way. The RGays own a lil shop.

Muffet swaps with "Burgerpants" (or whatever his actual name is) Burgerpants is an internet celebrity in a similar vein to Markiplier, both gaming and acting stuff. He also sells merch. The Spider Clan owns a hotel, and Muffet has a bakery in it.