#havent managed to try to get better at it yet

[sleepsucks]

[gomzdrawfr]

Bam bing bong, summary of my doodles in 2024

[chrollogy]

[mintowls]

THERES LITTLE GUYS IN THERE

[samwisefamgee]

The funny thing about constantly telling yourself that things could be worse is that sometimes. They are :)

[phagodyke]

was brave and talked to my doctor abt my period bs + she said it might be endometriosis without me even having to bring it up... 💀

[arolesbianism]

Starting a new oni save that's not a rime colony for the first time in forever and I am in agony how do y'all live like this (shaking and crying as it is forced to enter a mildly warm area for drekos)

[xiao-come-home]

Thinking about post-story Jiaoqiu trying to find himself in the new situation.. and getting even more clingier 🤧

warning: spoilers for jaoqiu's story if you havent played the new quest. possible ooc jiaoqiu?

Word count: 1k+

a/n: its been a while from writing and even tho im not disabled in any way, i hope its alright bc im kinda nervous to post this. i just think hed be a lovely pain in the butt to get more love </3

The new reality has been a true challenge for Jiaoqiu - trying to navigate through the house was already a tedious task, let alone cooking, but he wasn't going to give up so easily. While yes, he did miss doing things by himself - which, once in a while brought dark clouds over his head - the foxian managed to find enjoyment through doing tasks together, with your help.

It's quite known that Jiaoqiu isn't afraid of craving affection from you anywhere and anytime - especially now, considering he's limited in what he's able to do safely without hurting himself. Now that you're welcome in the kitchen to assist him, the pink-haired foxian can't help, but pull you flush against him while you carefully guide his hands to cut vegetables in even slices.

The healer slowly trails the tip of his nose down your hair until he recognizes the familiar shape of your neck - Jiaoqiu nuzzles happily into you, ever so slightly tickling you and giving you goosebumps; he smiles against your skin when you let out a comically fake, tired sigh, only fueling him to continue pestering you further.

He purposely takes his chin off the top of your head and searches for your ears so he's able to whisper, but when you decide to playfully confront him, Jiaoqiu only plays dumb and tilts his head to the side, asking you a seemingly innocent question, "Hmm? What do you mean, love? I'm not doing anything, the kitchen is not a playground, remember?"

There's a chance you'd probably believe him if you two were mere coworkers - but his twitching ears always give away his attempts to lie to you.

Jiaoqiu is clingy. Absolutely no news to anybody. That's when you finally get done with cooking, it's time for the cunning foxian to get a break; he stretches his arms to you, waiting until you put his hands on your cheeks. He cups them gently, rubbing the soft flesh with his thumb, and softly moves it to find your lips - his mind paints a picture of your figure, the shape and every crease his fingers feel; he smiles at you yet again, with a glimmer of mischief.

He wants to kiss you.

He also knows he will most likely miss your lips more or less.

But instead of feeling hopeless, he uses it to his advantage.

Jiaoqiu begins to pepper your face in kisses until he feels you try to get away from him and hears your angelic giggles; he kisses your left eyebrow - oh no, that's definitely not the place he's aiming for! He moves more to the right and kisses the bridge of your nose - oh no, not yet! The softness of his lips meets the apple of your cheek - oh, that's closer, but still not the goal he has in his mind...

After a while of Jiaoqiu purposely changing directions (and probably missing some anyway, but it's not like he complains about it, since he can kiss you more this way), with a little help of yours, he places a kiss on the corner of your lips, barely giving you time to breathe and finally, finally reaching his awaited destination, pressing his lips on yours; he gives you a few quick kisses if he feels like he still misses the exact place to change the angle, melting into a puddle with butterflies in his stomach.

Is it hard sometimes? Yes. The heavy weight travels straight to his heart, leaving him clenching his fists; the foxian hates the helplessness that hurts twice as much, much worse than the wounds Hoolay has inflicted.

Nowadays, his ears pick up your step way better, even letting him guess correctly what jar of herbs you're opening from the mere sound. He uses his tail as some sort of object detector - but he only waves his fan innocently when it makes you yelp in surprise, as Jiaoqiu runs the tip down your spine all the way down.

"Ah, I wonder what that was?" Jiaoqiu wonders, the fluffy ears twitching and the pink tail swishing behind him, "Is something wrong, beloved? Did you mess up the measurements? No worries, we'll fix it right away."

Well, if you decide to leave the house for supplies, you now have to hold his hand all the time. Just to be sure, he also wraps his tail around you, so he knows you're by his side and he doesn't bump into anybody. Hey, he's just thinking about the civilians around him! As a doctor, there's nothing else that matters more than keeping them safe and healthy... Right?

Even though he's been braiding his hair for years and could probably do it by himself again - being only a tiny bit off on one side, he cuddles up to you in the morning and presses kisses onto your neck, silently asking you to help him once you get out of bed - you certainly can't miss his hair getting all up in your face... and therefore, what he's asking for.

Does he feel a liiiitle desperate? Mmm, a bit.

Does he feel like he's feeding the helplessness in the back of his mind? Sometimes.

But it's worth to look for happy moments regardless of the situation - and you being perfectly aware he's doing it solely to get even more of your attention - makes him feel a little better with it.

Though, he knows when to stop and give you space; he doesn't want to actually become your burden, even if he lost his sight, he's still trying his best to stay as independent as possible in terms of daily tasks as possible.

If you're tired, Jiaoqiu waits until you hand him the brush and he's the one combing your hair; if you're too sleepy in the morning, he's the one helping you put on your clothes with verbal help, even if it takes a bit more time than usual. Along with you, he organizes medicines so neatly, it takes a blink of an eye for him to bring a full tray of medicines when you happen to catch a cold.

Does he miss being able to see? More than he'd admit.

But the more he thinks, the pink-haired foxian always comes to the same conclusion - it'll probably be harder to unlearn the clinginess once his eyesight comes back...

But for now, maybe it's alright to indulge a little more?

[karinadele]

Bolero

im challenging myself to write this in his pov.

crack fic asf | short form

optimus x reader

set in bayverse even though i havent watched it in years | Heavy on music!! this is purely crack on music!!

Shutdown under stasis in the junkyard, he's completely unaware that theres a little human girl climbing into him as she drives him off. Pulling up into her barn, she takes a look at her new haul. He's a sweet one, though needing repairs. so she gets to it.

Squinting, you've got your feet on the side of the door, hands on what looks like a weird metal missile, trying to pry it off, the moment its out, you flop to the floor. And a loud roar blares through, before you can even blink, static, electrics sparks and gurgles come through.

He's just been woken from stasis. something shifted out of him, and he instantly starts transforming. Calling out for Sam, screaming that he'll kill them all, defensive systems kicking in and on high alert, he points a cannon at what he finds as a threat.

A human girl.

Humans are not to be trusted. It didn't matter if they were small or female. He knows better to fall for those trivial tricks again. But the little one places her hands up to her hand, telling him he's safe. That they're in her barn. He can notice she's just as startled, and he drops his arm.

He hears you roughly explain the situation, optics glued onto her as you wander about digging in boxes. Leaning against the wall of the barn, slumped on the ground. He doesn't want to trust, but has no choice.

You're fumbling in boxes, tossing away wrenches and drills, looking for something of use. Eventually you find your laser welder and soldering gun, tucking them onto your belt and telling him to lay down. You may not be a mechanic, but you know enough to get around.

He lets out a static groan as he shifts down the wall of the barn, sliding to lay on the floor. You asked about music, and he nods. Music might be something to take the edge off right now. Despite not knowing much about human music, it surely is better than thinking about pain and his comrades.

Music flows into the air.

{Here is the house / Where it all happens / Those tender moments / Under this roof}

This house huh? Under this barn definitely. He glances over at you working away on him, noticing how you're being very gentle with him. Even a kick wouldn't even hurt him, yet your delicate hands dance through his internal wires patching him up.

{As it happens / It happens here in this house}

He lets out a small grunt as he feels your hands working inside him. Knowing he's extremely vulnerable right now, and allowing a human to fiddle with his systems does not bring any comfort. The only respite is from the music coming from the speakers. The dark, yet soft melody lulling him to relax. The lyrics oddly comforting him.

{Body and soul come together / As we come closer together}

It wasn't long before he realized that you were singing along to it, still elbows deep inside him, headlight on your head, rolling your hips in your own element, working away.

{And I feel your warmth / And it feels like home}

Slowly but surely, he can feel himself being patched up. Energon is no longer leaking, and you've moved up to his shoulder. His helm right next to you, optics glancing over to your small figure as you work inside out in the wounds. Careful as you go. Picking out shrapnel and tossing them behind your back, soldering up exposed metal. He couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle as he sees how nonchalantly you are with working on him. A giant alien robot, yet you've accepted it so fast, even offering to help.

Shuffle gracing both of you with a greeting. 'You Found Me'

{Lost and insecure / You found me / You found me / Lying on floor / Surround me / Surround me}

He closes his optics, both to manage the pain, as well as absorbing the lyrics. Vulnerable as he is, yet dangerous as he is to mankind, here you are. Surrounding him. Being something he's never experienced before. Or has, but it's been so long ago. Unconditional care.

If it wasn't you who found him, would it be different? He doesn't even know if he's safe right now, but the comfort of someone being soft and gentle to him, with the music drifting through, it was a moment he could indulge in.

{You found me~ / You found me~}

He leans his head back to you, noticing that you've finished his shoulder. Hands on your own hips, squinting at your work, analyzing it. A little chuckle escapes from his vocalizer. He wanted to reach up and give you a pat, only to realize his arm is severely damaged.

You notice it as well. Making a mental note that the arm and chassis need fixing. Saving his chestplate for last, as it probably is the most sensitive and close to his spark. Diverting your attention on his arm instead.

{Whatever happens to you / You're safe with me}

'Safe With Me' starts drifting out. He notices you humming along with it as you fiddle with his mangled arm. A hauntingly dark melody, heavy and slow. Yet the lyrics speak nothing but protection. He wondered how exactly your choice of music is so deep and dark. Is it personal taste? Past experiences?

Soldering up metal, and retying up wires, you swiftly work away on the poor arm. Making sure your movements are fluid but also steady. Years of woodworking and a degree in furniture design has taught your hands well.

{But who's going to pick you up when your body is broken?}

You pause for a moment. Ironic song. Pushing the universe's way of laughing at you away, you go back to welding Optimus up.

Your pause doesn't escape from Optimus. After all, all he can do is stare at you. He's thinking the same, albeit more optimistic. He's thankful. Utterly thankful that you picked up his body. That you're keeping him safe. A swell of emotion rises up to his spark, flaring his spark harder. Who will protect you when your body is broken?

{This is my place / No one can ever hurt me.}

No one will ever hurt her. He frowns his optic ridges as he promises to her silently.

Finishing up his arm and giving him a pat on it, you tell him you'll work on his chestplate and to bear with you about the pain. Crawling up onto him, knees spread apart as you straddle his chest digging under the glass window.

He can't see you. The headlight obscuring his vision. But he can feel you. He feels your legs split on him, your weight distributed on his chassis. It's hardly there, yet it is all he can focus on. The light weight of the human pulling in all of his sensory net to focus on it.

{With the touch of your hand / I lose who I am / If I want to}

Shuffling your arms down into him, waist bent like a cat stalking it's next prey, as you peering in to his plating. With your headlights guiding, you connecting cables and welding up gashes. Careful as you go, as you know everything here is sensitive.

{You should be higher / I'll take you higher / Don't be afraid / You just have to pray}

He wants her higher. You're already up above him working away, but Optimus wants more. He wants to place you in a place where no one can reach. Where only he can touch you.

He struggles to push these thoughts away. It's increasingly difficult as he feels your hair drape off your shoulder and onto his chestplate. A soft tingle of sensation as you wiggle around on top of him, mending his wounds. A lustful feeling as well as protectiveness battles in his spark. The very same spark you're so close to.

When you deem you have done a satisfactory job, you pull your body back up, rolling your hips back to sit up at Optimus. He's got his helm turned away from you, but that doesn't bother you. You figured he would be uncomfortable. Attempting to soothe him, you run your hand across his plating a couple times, as you slide off him back onto the ground.

Servos clutched, He curses he isn't healthy enough to just take you here and now. He can barely move, let alone do anything strenuous. The soft touches meaning to comfort him only runs more shocks down his spinal strut. He pushes down that feeling in his vocalizer as he watches you slide off, his frame running hot wherever your bum slid off.

He needs Ratchet. He may be out of critical condition, but he's in no condition to even grasp a human. And it drives him crazy. He needs to be back at full strength.

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[system-of-a-feather]

hi, i have been thinking about the topic of fusion, and what i want my long-term goals to be, and i was wondering. do you ever feel like being fused is exhausting? not the process of fusion, i know thats exhausting because healing is exhausting. but like. do you ever feel overwhelmed due to being all parts of yourself at once? i havent experienced any fusions yet (hopefully in the future!) but ive seen people talk about how even when fused, none of the parts disappear but instead are all part of the "you" that always exists. my only frame of reference for how that feels for myself is blendy cofronting, which in my experience can be pleasant with 2 or 3 parts, but any more than that gets overwhelming and disorienting

Actually? Surprisingly? No. Not really at all honestly. The funny thing is that I used to wonder the same thing so I absolutely understand the frame of reference and perspective and assumptions that go with it, but its extremely comfortable and LOW energy to be fused for me.

The actual thing that happens is that you don't really get that "too many parts in front" fatigue like... ever or fronting fatigue like ever - at least thats how it is for me.

I relax a whole fuck ton better as a fused whole and while a lot of fusion still has me having to learn my new / fused "me" and how I operate on a baseline, thats an entirely different thing than trying to balance all the differing and contrasting parts or trying to understand and negotiate that because like... They are all simultaneously me and I VERY freely and fluidly exist as and between all of them. There isn't really "compromise" I have to make because.... we just co-exist harmoniously as one without even needing to explicitly talk about it or discuss or put intention into coming to a shared understanding, we just... do and know and its really really really really fucking easy living as a fused whole compared to being multiple parts

Like even if you were to ask me just as ONE part versus how I am now, there is not a single part in our system that has ever actually been so comfortable and so not-fatigued existing as I am as a whole

Everythings a lot more balanced, managable and our window of tolerance is STUPID fucking large - and I don't mean that in a "relative to where we used to be" or "relative to someone with as much trauma as I do" but genuinely STUPIDLY huge compared to most generally neurotypical non-traumatized not-severely-mentally ill people and I largely thank that to Post Traumatic Growth honestly.

But like... tldr, not really at all for me surprisingly. Maybe really early post fusion when I was still figuring myself out a lot but like.... Thats more so the process of fusing than being fused itself imo.

(Side note edit: Sometimes I DO think itd be better to explore a situation and issue as independent parts and so sometimes I DO operate in a more system / plural way of existing for however long its beneficial, but thats less to do with fusion not helping me as much as it is that I think a plural lens and perspective has a lot of perks in navigating complicated situations.)

Anyways tagging a few others who might have a different answer / perspective on this since they are either in a different stage of a fusion / integration and/or have a different way of existing with their fused / integrated state than me.

@hiiragi7 @reimeichan @subsystems

[definitelynotafurinasimp]

I shall humbly ask for Shenhe, Eula, and Ayaka's S/O getting very shy asking if they can kiss for the first time.

The cryo women of this game have scrambled my brain

Them reacting to their S/O getting shy when asking if they can kiss

characters: Shenhe / Eula / Ayaka x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: none, just fluff

a/n: "The cryo women of this game have scrambled my brain" Same Chris. Same. Just saying… Shenhe’s skin

That being said, I havent written *that much* these last couple of weeks, so I'm sorry if my writing is a bit rusty, I did give it my best tho.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Shenhe

Sometimes, Shenhe couldn’t help but find you… weird. You had no problems talking to complete strangers, happily chatting away as if you knew each other from way back in your childhood, were comfortable with praising, complimenting or saying other things many humans seemed to find embarrassing to her, and yet, when your hand as much as brushed against hers while walking side-by-side you’d apologize as if there was no tomorrow while your face turned all manner of red.

Perhaps you getting embarrassed from touching her wasn’t the weird part and your willingness to voice your feelings was, or perhaps these were two entirely different things that Shenhe had yet to understand.

So when the day came you turned shy simply by talking, it immediately caught her attention. And yet, your words didn’t seem to match your behavior at all. Wasn’t it normal or even expected for couples to kiss? Why were you getting so worked up about it?

“Sure”, she responded so bluntly that, for a brief moment, even you were starting to wonder why you had been so nervous in the first place.

She’d have to make sure to ask you about it later, although that could wait a bit, considering how happy and relieved you looked at this moment.

Eula

Being direct had never been Eula’s strength, so much was clear from the moment you first spoke to her. The Lawrence instead choosing to encrypt her true feelings and opinions in a matter that easily came over as aloof and stand-offish. And while you quickly took up her manner of speech when around her, your adaptiveness made the moments you broke character so much more jarring.

So when you asked her whether or not it was alright for you to kiss her suddenly and out of nowhere (also known as dusk at the end of a long date), with a face as red as a crimson fabric and enough tripping over your words to make a drunkard shake their head in disbelief, Eula couldn’t help but be caught off-guard.

Before she knew it, her face was on its way to mirror yours. The proud aristocrat suddenly finding herself at a loss for words as she desperately attempted to string together enough words to save face. Each second making the whole situation so much more embarrassing.

And yet, Eula somehow managed to regain her composure in time, swallowing whatever remnants of surprise and embarrassment she felt before speaking up with her usual grin.

“You may try, although you should think twice about it. I am a Lawrence after all, so you should know better than to trust us. But since it’s you, I might even allow you to leave in one piece.”

Ayaka

As the eldest daughter of the Kamisato Clan, the leaders of the Yashiro Commission in charge of cultural and ceremonial affairs, Ayaka was well-versed in all sorts of ancient traditions. And while she found no use for traditional courting rituals, she couldn’t help but pick up on them while trying to memorize the rest.

All of which was to say that once the two of you started to go out, her expectations and knowledge about relationships were somewhat outdated or out of place. So when the day came that you shyly asked her whether or not you could kiss her, Ayaka’s brain short circuited, not expecting you to ask in such an outright and sudden manner.

“Ah. You- What?” As the princess began stumbling over her words, she suddenly missed the days she could hide behind her paperwall while talking to you, getting all the positives from talking to you while not having to worry about her body-language. And yet, here you were, both of you slowly but surely getting more nervous and panicked as the awkward silence stretched on.

“That came out of nowhere, j-just forget I said anything”, you eventually broke the silence, too embarrassed to even look in her direction as you suddenly pretended to find a nearby tree irresistibly interesting.

When you eventually did turn back towards her however, only to be greeted with a kiss that was supposed to land on your cheek and instead ended up on the corner of your mouth and an Ayaka whose face turned even redder than before, your face heated up once again as you looked instinctively looked away, all the while wearing a large smile.

[speakofthedebbie]

by popular demand (re: one person) some radioapple fic recs!! (i hope thats what you meant lol most of the fics i read are just radioapple)

Bedtime Rituals to Try out Before the Next Angelic War by @miribalis

just yes. thousand times yes. so basically my boy luci has some sleep troubles and that somehow leads to a qpr with al look its been a while ok just read it

Managerial Liberties by the same fella

these two tags explain it pretty well

something that sticks out to me about this is that charlie is actually (reasonably) cold to adam and like. im actually surprised with how little ive seen that. i mean i dont think id be exactly buddy-buddy with my besties killer either. only 3 chaps as of writing but already looking to be a radioapple classic

im not sure if its meant to be read as such but it kinda feels like a squeal to bedtime rituals in a way (edit: not meant to be read as such, just the same vibe)

devils don't fly (don't expect me not to fall) by @corgiss

also just yes. basically a really not cool joke evolves into a blossoming romance because why wouldnt it. (man if i had a nickel for every radioapple fic that had a masquerade that was sabotaged by the vees- *gets shot bc i cant mention osas yet*)

i’ll hold you close (i’ll stay the course) by the same fella

the entire time i was just going "yas king! put that egotistical flatscreen in his place!!". basically luci reminds the overlords who he is and vox shows he can be more of a threat than he lets on.

ykw fuck it just the entire series (i didnt mention i would give anything to not give a shit (but i do) and my perfect rock bottom (my beautiful trauma) because the first one sounded a lil too angsty and ive gotten enough of that from other sources [pointedly glares at Quietly, It Slips Through Your Fingers, Love {also coming up later!}] and the second is (mostly) smut and ive been trying to step back from that because "ive seen worse" isnt a valid excuse for that torture actually)

Of Saints and Sinners by the forever amazing @morningstarwrites!! (if you see this i have a serious question: is this your first time ever writing a fic? because how do you get so much right the first time- [not even beginners luck could explain this level of skill])

i could sing its praises until my death bed but ill hold off so i can explain whats happening. basically after burning down a meeting room several times, luci and al make a deal ("not a deal!", luci laments to the void): they will attempt to be civil and maybe even friendly, and by the end luci will owe al a favour. whats the favour? read it yourself dammit! seriously, 10/10, i am foaming at the mouth till friday (depending on how this goes, that might be tomorrow or today)

Quietly, It Slips Through Your Fingers, Love by Starlit_Rainfall (no tumblr in sight, so AO3) (i. urgfgh. what happened. i was just smiling over the fluff while crossing to go to school. where did it go. where did it gooooo)

if thats anything to go by, the last few chapters have been rough. the fluff feels so far away that i cant even explain what happens. luci was waxing poetic about swimming in maple syrup for al, i remember that much. also emily is there (fallen) tho we havent seen her in a sec. if you read it, warning for the gut punch of angst that starts chap 32 "She/Her" (though the chapter before that, "Should Alastor Know By Now?" ends pretty rough too)

Freely We Serve by @romanaxe

i dont remember how i managed to stumble upon this but im having a great time. basically alastor is a new sinner fresh in hell (but time doesnt matter and the whole cast is still here) and thinks "what better way to gain power than be the personal assistant of the heartbroken king of hell!" features a 6(?) year old charlie and a morally dubious lilith (also i loved eepy al X3)

A Family Forged in Hellfire by Green_Ghostwriter (once again, no Tumblr, so AO3)

this ones a bit newer (10 chaps), is so far mostly exposition and the slowburn pot hasnt even been put on the stove, but as just a hazbin fic in general i see the potential. basically its a 1920s au where heaven decides little charlie doesnt deserve to be raised in hell and is sent to earth with a "foster" family where her actions in life will determine witch realm she will return to after death. her "parents", al and minzy, are given false memories so they can claim the girl as their own and gee i wasnt kidding when i said it was a lot of exposition. erm honestly explaining anymore would tech be spoiling so go read it!

The Red Thread That Binds Us by @scun-gilli

{{future me prefacing this by saying i have no idea where i was going with yesterdays thought process, all you need to know from it was im on chapter 27. also scungilli your comment is making me very worried 😟 well theres no mcd tag so im sure itll fine, right? RIGHT, SCUNGILLI??}}

basically its a king x kings guard au where al and luci grow up together and only grow closer after a. certain life event for al (its fine guys trust :)) [she said, like a liar]) then al is sent of for royal guard training school (ik its not called that i forgor 😭) but dw he comes back. just watch out for graphic depictions of injuries (i think thats this fic) angst and a sneaky eve bc radioapple fics are allergic to happiness (or maybe im not looking hard enough lol) (also im really tempted to make the friendship bracelets they had 👀)

somewhere down the line by kj_crwm (AO3 link)

this one starts off as human!alastor/lucifer but by the middle(?) its just regular radioapple. basically al is encountered by luci while finishing off a job who agrees to keep quiet. luci just keeps on showing up, reveals hes the devil to which al us just like "lol ok" and eventually they get in a relationship (ooh lala 👀) but they break up after saying some hurtful things to each other (oh nono 👀) with luci promising al they will never cross paths again. if you watched the show then well. you know that doesnt happen 😂 most human!al radioapple have al summon him (no hate to them) so this was an interesting change of pace

cannot stress it enough but this is a WORKING list i WILL be coming back to it bc these are purely the fics i could think if off the top of my head. IN FACT, if any of you have radioapple fics you love, SEND THEM THE FUCK IN! i am one person whos only been in this fandom for 4 months, and reading fics/shipping radioapple even less, theres bound to be some ones i missed that you think are Worthy™️! and if theyre nsfw then at the very least it shouldnt be the main focus

EDIT: so sorry anyone who reblogged this before had to see the disgusting unedited version. literally just found out that tumblr doesnt apply edits to reblogs. what the fuck

[w1f1n1ghtm4r3]

so...... april fools shuffle unit vs anyone?

welcome to the usual keep reading lore yapping section. will try to keep this fairly concise but i make no promises it did not stay concise. im sorry in advance

aoharu - park sekai vs theme: high school students in a band, but unlike leoni vs, their afterschool practices are outside of the school

miku - the "cool senpai", except shes not actually older than aoharu... in fact, shes younger than all of aoharu (if only barely younger than ichika)! shes a 1st year high schooler like ichisaki! but she is the mentor figure to them in her experience with music. - shes also not actually that "cool" once you get to know her, although shes pretty chill shes also got some rather silly interests. including collecting stickers to stick on her guitar case. - the main vocalist of the band, but shes got a bit of experience with most of the instruments that the others play. shes no expert but she knows how to play any of them. currently trying to improve her guitar skills! she brings it around with her a lot of the time for the impression it gives to others

len - alongside rin, they main guitar and keyboard. most of the time its len on guitar and rin on keyboard, but theyre both capable of filling both roles and swap occasionally. hes the one usually helping miku improve her guitar skills! unlike miku though, he doesnt carry his guitar around everywhere he goes. - playful but laidback. hell mess with his friends but hes not going around getting into trouble besides that, really - also a 1st year! in fact, the kagamines and miku are childhood friends :) theyve managed to stick together for a long time

yyj - backstage sekai vs theme: idols who have been kind of... abandoned by their management and have to take up those roles themselves

miku - cheerful, bubbly, what you'd typically expect from an idol... except shes also stressed out of her mind because yeah, the sekai isnt exactly... hospitable, to say the least. it doesnt always show and she can cool down from it, but when you live in a world of sprawling hallways and rooms that should have people in them but dont, it definitely has some Effects. - when shes not worrying about that shes quite dedicated to her practice, after all, an idol never stops! - her energy transfers into a bit of everything she does, really. fast talker, fast walker, she can be hard to keep up with if you arent ready for it.

luka - a more mature, gentle idol. she can put on plenty of energy when performing, but she takes things at an easier pace outside of practice. she enjoys her quiet free time. - a lot less tense than miku is about the whole sekai situation, not to say she doesnt feel the effects of it either. shes just better at hiding her feelings about it.

fts - alleyway sekai vs theme: street musicians, but in a darker, rougher direction than vbs

miku - is this a miku or a mikuo? no one really knows and theyre not telling. theyll answer to miku regardless. - very much a troublemaker, gets into fights a lot. can be tough to get along with because theyre pretty abrasive, but they also know their purpose as a sekai miku. getting help from them can just be frustrating sometimes - kaito has been trying to get them to cool down a bit, to mixed success

kaito - livehouse owner (i havent named his livehouse yet...), kind of a stern dad guy. cool, tough, serious, you get the idea. not a bad guy, but he will be hard on fts and the other vs when they need to be straightened out. - despite that, his livehouse is open to performers of all experience levels. just prove youre willing to give it your best shot and hell let you perform. this is a problem for fts, when theyre struggling to get things together as a unit.

hapisen - headquarters sekai vs theme: comic book/cartoon superheroes! they even live in a superhero tower!

miku - shes kinda your straightforward superhero prodigy type, extremely talented as a hero despite her young age. loud, energetic, but very kind and happy to help anyone in need. - by extension shes also got your very typical superhero powers. flight, super strength, etc. she doesnt use them that often around the base though, in fact, most of the vs dont use their powers in the base that often. better off saving them for when theyre out doing hero things!

rin - one half of a superhero pair, obviously. her powers do function on their own and shes capable of doing things without help, but shes a bit weak on her own. but when together with len, their powers amplify to something stronger than either of them separately. i think they probably have electricity powers. - shes a bit reckless in the field, but shes very enthusiastic about being a superhero! super high energy girl, always bouncing around the base getting ready for whenever shes needed next

kyushumi - woodland sekai vs theme: fae royalty, specifically with a butterfly style focus

miku - very quiet and reserved, shes a bit awkward during interactions with most people, but shes well meaning. no ones sure where she came from, even the other vs, and that might have something to do with how she acts - she will stare at you from the bushes and youll just have to get used to it. shes just curious about things, and she wants to observe kyushumi to figure out the best ways she can try to help them.

meiko - technically the fae queen? but she doesnt often act like it, she tries to be more approachable. shes still got a bit of an imposing aura, but shell act more warm and kind to those around her. she is secretive though, and despite her kindness, theres a bit of detachment from everyone. - mikus guardian, since no one really knows how miku got here, so someone has to keep an eye on her. she also considers herself kyushmis guardian, but since theyre not always within reach due to the disconnect between sekais and the real world, theres only so much she can do. she tries her best with what she can

[sammyluser]

 ⌗ᆞノ𝓠uackity x ftm! philza’s son! reader⊹ ࣪ ˖💌

⊹ ࣪ ˖ reader info: british, philza’s kid, younger than quackity, chaotic little fella

⊹ ࣪ ˖ warnings: gender dysphoria, long distance relationship

⊹ ࣪ ˖ song recommendation while reading: lazy confessions, vámonos a Marte, sweet nothing 🫶

dont spread hate, if you don’t like my content just block me! 💌

⊹ ࣪ ˖ Quackity is probably the most supportive person you’ll ever meet (after your amazing parents of course). He would literally fight with everyone who dares to deadname you or misgender you.

⊹ �� ˖ I like to think that Quackity is a black cat, he is an introvert and doesn’t really like social events that much. When he is at parties or conventions he’ll talk to a few people and try to say hi to everyone, after that he’ll be on a corner texting you and making sure you have eaten or just make sure your fine,, it would probably be like this

── .✦ Quackity managed to finally say hi to almost everyone, he was a bit socially tired so he went to a corner to text his amazing boyfriend, y/n.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ hi baby, how are you?? have you eat anything yet?? <33

Hiiiii :3, werent you at your friend’s wedding?

Yes, but I wanted to make sure my pretty boy is okay<3

⊹ ࣪ ˖ about events, if someone flirts with him he’ll probably just excuse himself and go to the bathroom, he is the most loyal person ever, the thought of being with anyone is just uncomfortable to him. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ he is not possessive, his jealously is mostly based in insecurity. Even more since you two have a virtual relationship, he wasn’t to make sure you haven’t find someone better, so that leads to him probably stalking your following list on ig.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ since you are a English content creator, he would definitely invite you to the QSMP, and probably make sure to ship your characters together, he finds it adorable!

⊹ ࣪ ˖ the best part is that he gets alone well with Phil and Kristen, they both are amazing and supportive since you two started dating, and we could say they’re the biggest fans.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ as I mentioned, Quackity is the most supportive partner ever!! If you ever have dysphoria crisis he’d be the first one to comfort you and reassure you’re a boy!!

⊹ ࣪ ˖ DEFINITELY calls you chiquito, chinito, bonito, enano and other nicknames that reaffirm you’re a boy :3

⊹ ࣪ ˖ The relation would probably be private, you guys want to have your love behind the streams. But if it is public he’ll be the most supportive partner EVER, literally reposts your edits on TikTok, comments in every post you have and things like that

⊹ ࣪ ˖ he’ll make playlist to listen everytime you meet up irl

⊹ ࣪ ˖ LATE NIGHT CALLS >>> ──୨ৎ──

I REALLY LOVE THIS💔💔 this is one of my firsts posts, all of this is based on my script of my streamer dr (yes guys I am shifter i am guilty chat)

I HAVENT WRITTEN IN A WHILE SORRY IF THIS SUCKS  (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) 

Also, requests are open and I’ll try to finish my introduction as soon as possible (also this week I am on vacations so I’m going to try writing a LOT)

──୨ৎ──

[ibeblizzard12]

…….……🐾🦴🖤🎀🖤🦴🐾………….

Haiii I’m Nyx!! I’m an edblr!! She/they(anything workz but they/them is preferred but idc tbh), intp/intj, in high school(my age is one of these: 14, 15, or 16),pro recovery, not pro ana, caffeine addicted virgin, aroace but idm flirting for funz, MINOR!!!, very mentally ell, not much trauma tbh, hello kitty/sanrio obsession, junkorexic, cutecore/cutegore/2020 e kid, minor aspirin addiction, insomniac, biological girl(I identify as one as well), cat person, sh, multiple mental illnesses, luvz video games like dti omori ddlc yanderesimulator sims4, usually stayz up untilz 2-5am, probably anemic, likes 2 drawz, likes 2 smoke and do drugs(usually snorts em), been in mental hospitals before, I’ve tried to kms once or twice lol, needz 24/7 distraction so I don’t think about kms, ed is a copping mechanism for meh, on antidepressants, tried therapy before doesn’t work for for meh tho cuz imz a minor, very few safe foodz, very picky, multiple personalities, brunette, youngest child, underweight, hates physical touch, always eepy, hates myself :P

I AM NOT PRO ANA IM AM FUCKING PRO RECOVERY SO DONT FUCKING REPORT MEH THIS IS MY DAMN SAFE PLACE AND MY ONLINE DIARY I AM NOT TRYING TRIGGER ANYONE U ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR UR OWN TRIGGERS JUST LET ME HAVE THIS BLOG I AM VERY MENTALLY UNSTABLE AND THIS BLOG IS A WAY TO DISTRACT ME FROM MY SUI IDEATION MY MOOTS ARE ONE OF THE REASONS I HAVENT KMS YET PLZ JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND JUST BLOCK ME NO REPORTING IS NOT GOING MAKE ME RECOVER THE MORE I GET REPORTED THE MORE DEPRESSED I GET MY ED IS MY COOPING MECHANISM I KNOW ITS NOT A GOOD ONE I AM FULLY AWARE THE DANGERS OF AN ED BUT IM JUST GONNA KMS IF U KEEP REPORTING ME SO YOULL BE THE REASON I FUCKING DIE🖕

DNI-

homophobics/transphobics, misogynists, people who have mdni in their bio, under 13, 27+, creeps, pro ana people(but if ur not gonna comment anything pro ana on my posts then idm), pedifles, people in recovery(but if we’re already mootz then can still interact just not on my blog or just block the tags that ur recovering fromz), non mentally ell blogs, men if their over 21, gen alphas(I don’t count 13/14ys), people w fat or skinny or sh fetishes, people who want report meh or my mootz

(Keep reading if u wannaz know more about meh)

DIAGNOSED W-

anorexia, depression, adhd, anxiety, minor autism, minor ocd, sui ideation, arfid, bipolar 2

NOT DIAGNOSED BUT I MIGHT/PROBABLY HAVE-

bulimia(100% sure I have it(kinda trying to recover fromz it tho), aspd(psychopath), DID

RANDOM MENTALLY ILLNESS SHIT ABOUT MEH-

convinced that their are multiple eyes always watching me idm why and I always draw them for some reason I feel that always watching me especially at nightz their in the wallz and in the my bl00d and my tears, since I was 9 would pretend to have an audience(like I was a YouTuber or smt) and I would talk to the audience but eventually the audience became an imaginary person/personality that I talk/think to(probably cuz I’m lonely) when ever I do something I think smt like, “we need to do blah blah blah.” I can’t stop myself from thinking we instead of I and idk if it’s normal, my eds are cooping mechanism except arfid I’ve that since was two after I choked on a certain food I would always(unintentionally) puke if my parents would try to make me eat a food I didn’t like even at the sight or smell of it so know I always think of certain foodz and meat/eggs/seafood especially w the fear that I’m just gonna puke it so I’m naturally VERY picky for the longest time I would literally only eat angle hair pasta w ketchup idc if u think itz gross it was my safe food rn my main safe food is energy drinks but I can’t have that all the timez, I have social anxiety and used to get panic attacks when I was in crowds it’s a bit better now tho, ive tried to kms before(was gonna hang myselfz) but I managed to stopz myself(it was really hard),  I’m actually quite manipulative when I want 2 be lmao, moody teenager, I have to be awake at night and keep myself distracted so thatz that thoughtz(sui stuff the eyes ect) can’t torment me so I try to stay awake until I’m too tired 2 keepz thinking

I’m am pro recovery I am not pro ana plz just leave me alone on this I’m not fat phobic I try not 2 be but keep in mind I don’t have a conscience, I really don’t care if ur fat I just have bad experiences w them cuz when I first lost weight I would constantly get skinny shamed even tho I was a perfectly healthy weight and it really got to me and contributed to meh ed cuz eventually I started seeing it as praise when people would comment on meh losing weight and now I get really anxious and sui if some doesn’t say I’m skinny tho if they say it in a mean way than I’ll get offended I get that it was out of concern and jealousy but it no one had commented on my body I would probably not have an ed rn and I would’ve watched wut I ate but not in an obsessive way. But seriously I really don’t mind if ur fat just don’t be mean to be about it just cuz I’m skinnier than u. 

Things I really likez-

video games, sleeping, watching YouTube and anime, chainsaw man, solo leveling, insatiable, arcane, death note, future diaries(tho the ending sucked), maduca magica pullea smt(I’m not gonna bother trying to write or even remember the whole name💀u get the jist of it if ya know the anime that I’m talking aboutz), I like cute things w a creepy twist(cutegore), I like cutecore and 2020 e kid fashion(I also like other alternative styles but those are the ones I likez most(pretty sure cutecore isn’t alt but wut ever), drawing, creepy eyes that are alwayz watchingz meh, hello kitty/sanrio, those alt spiky collar/bracelet thingyz, plushies, catz, dress to impress, makeup, dressing up, anime hair, knifes, bl00dz, aspirin, melatonin, bupropion, getting high, cigarettez, ultra monsters(my current fav flavor is the sugar free peach one), my room, cutecore rooms, decorating my room, going to da mall!!, waterrrr, Diet Coke, cucumbers, st4rving myselfz dont ask.

[kvthgok]

Pain In the Ass | Miguel O’Hara x Teen Spider Reader (Platonic obv)

Warnings- none

Summary- Miguel scolds you for going on a mission he told you not to go on but you had enough of it

Side note- OMMLLL I HAVENT WROTE IN SOOO LONG IM SO SORRY YALL 💀🙏. ANYWAYYYSSSSSSS this one takes a lil just a lil turn Yk 🌝 OKAY ILL SHUT UP ENJOY THIS OR DONT IDC 🤍 (Not Proof Read hehe)

Miguel was always busy with dealing with a multiverse falling apart, so he didn't have much time to deal with his rebellious kid.

Basically you.

Miguel was standing on the platform where he was looking at all the floating holographic screens , not realizing that his kid had once again escaped for like the 100th time today. . .

"Chinga tu madre. . ." He muttered and groaned to himself when he noticed that you weren't in your usual spot in his big “man cave’” as you would call it when you were younger

Miguel took a deep breath.

He sighed "Lyla, where is my kid?"

Lyla appeared, “tsk tsk your always losing your her Miguel” she said annoying him

Miguel pinched his bridge of his nose, “just tell me where she’s at lyla” clearly getting pissed off

Lyla rolled her eyes in her normal sassy way, “she’s in another universe fighting an anomaly—you know the one you told her not to go fight” she said looking up from her phone

Miguel rolled his eyes, "I give this kid one rule... "Pendeja, I told her to stay away from that anomaly!“" He muttered under his breath.

Miguel sighed, wondering what he had done to deserve having such a rebellious child

"Lyla, call the others. Make sure they know there is an anomaly in that universe."

Miguel sighed deeply, annoyed at how his daughter constantly disobeyed him.

"I didn’t sign up to be a father to be disobeyed constantly. I told her to stay away from that anomaly and now she’s in trouble. She never listens to a single word I say. She’s so impulsive, I swear to god..."

Miguel clearly irritated from my rebellious actions opens up a portal to that universe you were in

He saw you flying and fighting the anomaly. He had to admit it for my age you were better than the other at the Spider Society.

After a few minutes you got done and tied the anomaly up with your spider webs and you were about to open a portal back to the HQ spider society until you saw Miguel. “Oh hey” you said giving him a nervous smile and laugh “funny seeing you here” scratching the back of your neck. Meanwhile Miguel eyes were practically turning red he was super livid.

Miguel was furious as he walked up to you.

"I gave you one rule and you broke it. Now tell me. . . Why did you go to that anomaly after I explicitly told you not to?"

“Cause you told me explicitly not to go” You said

"And you thought that was a good idea?"

Miguel was still furious but he was trying not to yell."That anomaly could've killed you! There was a reason why I didn't want you to go near it!"

Starting to get pissed you said,“But guess What? It didn’t kill me” You went through the portal back to the HQ spider society carrying the anomaly and handing it off to another Spider-women with Miguel following through

Miguel was still angry as they both made their way through the portal.

"You know the rules... Yet you still can't manage to follow them. . . You know... I've been too easy with you. I need to actually do something about your disobedience this time."

"Give me your web shooters."

“What no” you scoffed turning around

"Hand. Them. Over. Now."

Miguel was getting angrier by the second. He wasn't playing this time.

"I gave you these to assist you with your duties and to protect you from danger."

"Obviously, you can't do that. So, you won't be needing them."

You mocked him, “yeah yeah whatever “ still not handing them over

You tried to pull away but failed as Miguel grabbed your web shooters and pulled them off. You were furious but knew better then to argue with him.

Miguel rolled his eyes.

"You could've just given them to me."

"...But no. You just HAD to be a pain in the ass and make it difficult for no reason."

He sighed.

"Lyla, make sure you keep a close eye on her for the next couple of days. She's clearly not capable of following simple rules and needs some level of supervision."

Lyla appeared and sighed.

"Oh great, this is going to be fun."

Lyla then turned to you.

"Miguel is right, you know. You need to do a better job at listening to him. I get that it can be tough having a strict father, but rules exist for a reason. You can't just go breaking all of his rules whenever you feel like it. That's not how it works, Y/n."

You glared at Lyla.

Lyla looked at you un-phased by your glaring.

"I'm just saying, Y/n. You could do a lot better at listening to Miguel, especially when he's asking you to do something that's for your safety."

"I know you're a smart kid and you have potential, so I'm confident that you can improve at listening to Miguel."

You completely snapped,“Look he isn’t even my father he’s just another version of my dad from another universe. My REAL father is dead in my universe. And Miguel thinks I’m some replacement cause he can’t accept the fact that HIS REAL daughter is dead. I’m not some sort of second chance for you to be a dad again I hope your remember that Miguel. If anything he’s the REAL Pain In the Ass for thinking he always has to watch me like a hawk everywhere I go”