#having fun thinking of comfies and how they function

[skelekins]

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[This is really a part 2 but I havent done Part 1 Yet so youll just get a text explanation]

Kelek uses his magic to turn objects into plush/blankets by utilizing magic stored in his tail and magic stored in his hand-pads [which function as storage sacks as well]. After wrapping the magic from his tail around the object he kneads it in while mixing it with his hand-beans magic.

He can 'enhance' the plush by pumping more magic into it [either by excess wrapping and/or excess kneading] and make the plush bigger or smaller [he excels at bigger]. He can only do this during the initial creation, he can't enhance a finished plush.

Enhancing saps the magic from his paw pads [he can use his tail magic (wrapping) but using up all of his magic is dangerous, whereas using up the magic stored in his paws is fine.] He gets super tired if he uses more than half.

Kelek comfortably maxes out around bed-pillow size with bean-bag size being a bit more effort. Something large enough to lay on will knock him out. [Which isn't an unusual way to find his species.]

[prettygirl-gabi]

Special Guest

Pairing: Paige Bueckers x Reader

POV: First-person

Fandom: UConn’s Women’s Basketball

Word Count: 1,500+

Summary: we have a special guest for the podcast

Tags: @paigeshirleytemple , @unknowngirlypop , @paigeluvvr , @melpthatsme , @authentic-girl03 , @lessi-lover , @courtsidewithlani

I adjust my mic and glance at Kayla, who’s lounging comfortably against my pillows, setting up her recording equipment.

“So, let me get this straight,” I start, tilting my head at her. “You, Kayla Williams, decided that my dorm—my bed, specifically—was the best place to record this episode?”

Kayla smirks. “You act like this isn’t the most comfortable setup ever. It’s cozy, it’s intimate, it’s giving vibes. Plus, do you really think I was about to record in one of those stiff chairs in the common room? Be so for real.”

I shake my head, laughing. “You just didn’t wanna book a studio.”

“Correct.” She grins, popping a piece of gum into her mouth. “Now, get comfy, and let’s start—”

Before she can finish, my dorm door swings open, and in walks Paige.

Scratch that—drags herself in.

She looks exhausted, still in her practice gear, her low ponytail a little frizzy from sweat, and her duffle bag barely hanging onto her shoulder. She doesn’t say anything, just lets out a deep sigh and makes a beeline for my bed.

“Uh, hey?” I say, watching as she tosses her bag to the floor, taking her ponytail out and flops onto the mattress like she’s been carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.

Without hesitation, she burrows into me, laying her head directly on my stomach, her arms loosely wrapping around my waist.

I blink down at her. “Paige?”

She hums in response but doesn’t move.

Kayla raises an eyebrow. “Yo, is she good?”

“She had morning practice,” I explain, running a hand through Paige’s locs. “Guess it wiped her out.”

Kayla snickers. “Nah, this is crazy. She didn’t even say hi.”

I poke Paige’s shoulder. “You good, baby?”

Paige nuzzles deeper into me, sighing. “Mhm.”

“Wanna move?”

“No.”

I glance at Kayla, who’s grinning like she’s witnessing something hilarious.

“Oh, she’s whipped,” Kayla says, adjusting her mic. “You sure you still wanna record? Your girl looks real comfortable.”

I glance down at Paige, who’s already breathing slower, her body completely relaxed against mine.

“She’ll be fine,” I say, settling back into the pillows. “If she’s tired enough to fall asleep while we talk for an hour, she probably needs the rest.”

Kayla shakes her head, still smirking. “Alright, your relationship is crazy soft, but let’s get into it.”

She presses record, and just like that, we start the episode.

—

Thirty minutes in, Paige hasn’t moved an inch.

She’s completely knocked out, her breath warm against my hoodie, her arms still lazily wrapped around me. Every now and then, she shifts, sighs, or tightens her grip, but for the most part, she’s dead to the world.

Kayla, of course, is having way too much fun with this.

“Okay, so what I’m gathering,” she says, pointing at Paige’s sleeping form, “is that you got this superstar, face-of-UConn-basketball, Paige Bueckers, so down bad that she literally needs to be on you to function properly?”

I roll my eyes. “She’s just tired.”

Kayla gives me a look. “Nah, see, I’ve known Paige for a while, and I ain’t never seen her like this with anyone else.”

I fight a smile, absentmindedly running my fingers through Paige’s hair. “She likes being close to me. Is that a crime?”

Kayla grins. “Not at all. It’s just hilarious how you try to act all nonchalant about it.” She leans toward the mic dramatically. “Y’all, let it be known that Paige Bueckers is a clingy girlfriend. Possibly the clingiest.”

I chuckle, shaking my head. “She’s not that clingy.”

Kayla gestures at Paige. “Bro. She fell asleep on you mid-podcast. You might as well get her a ‘Property of Y/N’ shirt at this point.”

I bite my lip to keep from laughing. “She does have a hoodie that says ‘Y/N’s Favorite.’”

Kayla howls. “Oh, nah! That’s crazy. Ain’t no way.”

I nod, grinning. “Got it for her last Valentine’s Day.”

Kayla wipes a fake tear. “This is beautiful. True love.”

I shake my head, still smiling as we move on to the next topic.

—

By the time we wrap up the episode, Paige is still dead asleep.

Kayla stretches, cracking her knuckles. “Alright, that’s a wrap. Great episode, and we got bonus content of you being the human equivalent of a teddy bear.”

I snort. “Glad I could provide entertainment.”

Kayla stands, gathering her stuff. “I gotta bounce, but good luck getting your girl off you.” She nudges Paige’s leg. “Yo, Bueckers, you alive?”

Paige groans, barely lifting her head. “Barely.”

Kayla smirks. “Your girl’s free now. You gonna let her move?”

Paige ignores her, instead snuggling back into me, her voice muffled against my hoodie. “No.”

Kayla cackles. “Yeah, I’m outta here.”

She gives me a knowing look before heading for the door. “Text me when you finally escape.”

I roll my eyes. “Bye, Kayla.”

Once she’s gone, I glance down at Paige, brushing a few stray locs out of her face. “You good, sleepyhead?”

Paige hums. “Better now.”

I smile. “You slept through my whole podcast, you know.”

She grins sleepily, eyes still closed. “Best nap I’ve ever had.”

I sigh, shaking my head. “You’re so spoiled.”

She finally cracks one eye open, looking up at me with that soft, lazy smile of hers. “By you? Absolutely.”

I can’t even argue with that. Instead, I kiss her forehead, letting her sink back into me.

She’s gonna be wide awake later, and I should make her get up soon.

But for now?

I let her stay exactly where she is.

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                 -Thank You For Reading!🩵🩶

                             -prettygirl-gabi🎀✨️

[sakurocha]

his favorite hairstyles of yours !

in which your boyfriend loves any way you wear your hair, but these ones in particular have him weak in the knees... featuring all of the bachelors <3

⊹₊⟡ sam

anything comfy for you is his absolute fave

because it reminds him of cozy cuddles :)

messy buns, claw clips, a loose ponytail...

it just makes him feel more at home with you than he already does

like its a sign that work time is over, and now he can spend the rest of the day with his love <3

so whenever you loosely tie your hair into one of these hairstyles, his cuddle mode is ON >:)

⊹₊⟡ sebastian

i think he's a sucker for dark hair

whether it flows past your waist or sits right above your shoulders, he just loves how it looks on you

his favorite is when it's down, so he can run his fingers absentmindedly through it

it helps him think, he swears!!

he has tried to braid your hair before while fidgeting with it

and now it's his favorite thing to do with his hands heheh

⊹₊⟡ alex

a high ponytail absolutely KILLS HIM

like you already look so good as you are, but whenever he catches you adjusting your ponytail to get it out of your face in the hot summer sun..

OOFFFF. rest in pieces to him.

he especially adores the strands that fall in front to frame your face, essentially a trophy of your hard work

even if it gets messy at the end of the day, it always reminds him of the summertime, organic and carefree~

⊹₊⟡ harvey

any small accessory just melts his HEART

a claw clip pulling your hair half-up half-down, cute barrettes framing your face, anything tiny but noticeable just does it for him

he appreciates how it's both adorable and functional for you!

he always makes sure to compliment it too, making you blush ehehe

king of noticing the small details <3

⊹₊⟡ elliott

anything elegant just makes him swoon

he already thinks you look like a princess, but even more so with your hair up like this

he always asks what he did to deserve such special treatment, but you just wanted to try a cute new hairstyle that day~

but now it feels even more fun to try out new styles, seeing which ones he admires the most!

he runs his fingers appreciatively through your locks, so gentle and careful not to ruin it <3

he wants you to teach him this superpower, and when you do, he's actually so amazing at it it makes you a little mad LOL

⊹₊⟡ shane

braids. braids of any kind

he just thinks they make you look nice, and he knows how tiring it can be taking care of the animals

so he likes that they can help keep the hair out of your face too

gently pulls on them lightheartedly whenever you tease him just a little too much as if "warning" you

he also likes how your hair gets a little (or a lot) frizzy when you take them out

its so endearing to him, even if he rarely admits it ;)

thank you so much for reading! requests are always open <3

[inkdrinkerworld]

being really bratty to james to the point where he gets a little upset and punishes you a little and then gets to the bottom of what’s wrong? Or alternatively, asking james to be mean to you and punish you for no reason because you just need to cry?? Whichever you prefer

A little suggestive with the whole punishment thing, but no actual smut or other allusion to it is mentioned. Ft autistic!reader on the verge of a meltdown and not knowing what to do with it, and a holding breath spell. Thank you for your request angel <3

Wc: 831

You don’t really know what’s prompted this heavy, weighted feeling in your chest. It sits right on your rib cage pressing down and into your lungs.

You’ve tried your usual things- a hot shower, your favourite breakfast, your favourite snacks, a comfy outfit and your comfort show but nothing has worked.

Nothing has eased the weight off your chest and now you start feeling the pressure of tears build behind your eyes.

Usually, James would be here to help you. He’d not be able to solve anything, but he’d hold you when you need it or tell you when you’re spiraling way too fast to be okay.

He’s been at training all day and you just need something.

Just a little something to break the dam and free you from the limbo state you’re in where nothing is working but you can feel the breakthrough thing waiting to happen.

James is home less than an hour later and you’ve devised a mostly fool proof plan on how to get him to make you better because you obviously can’t help yourself.

“Jamie,” your voice sounds off as you speak and you’re not sure if it’s because you’ve been by yourself all day or something else.

“Hi baby, how was your day?” He kisses your cheek and then the corner of your lip. James smells like citrus fruits and pepper and like turf a little but he’s clean.

“I don’t know.” He frowns, taking your hands in his. “I’ve been feeling off all day but I think you can help me.”

James’ eyebrows shoot up. “Let me hear it, angel.”

“I think I need you to punish me, like you know? And then I’ll cry and this icky feeling will pass.”

James has become accustomed to how direct you are, but this is a shock.

You watch him as he collects his reaction. “I don’t think I should be punishing you if you didn’t do anything wrong, sweet girl. Did you have another idea?”

A frown spreads over your face, “But something’s wrong. Not something I did, or well maybe something I did. I don’t know,” Your breathing starts to get labored and your voice cracks. “But I can’t fix it and it’s driving me crazy and I think I’m going to have a meltdown and I’d really really like to not have another one this month.” The tears have started their race to your chin, collecting on the curve of it like nobody's business and James tugs you to the sofa.

He pulls you to his lap despite you trying to pull away from him and covers you with the blanket on the back of the sofa.

The weight in your chest gets tighter and tighter and you feel your chest burning.

“Breathe baby,” Your cheeks are getting hot and your eyes look even glassier the longer you hold your breath.

When you don’t inhale James blows air into your face like mum’s do with their babies. “You’re gonna pass out if you keep doing that.” He rubs your back as you gasp for air.

“James, why have I had another one?” You sound so sad and exhausted as you lay your head on his shoulder.

“I don’t think we’ve been taking much care of your anxiety or your workload baby.” He whispers quietly beside your temple, aware that right now your body is still functioning off a ricocheting amount of feelings.

“It’s just been go, go, go all month,” you say just as quietly back to him. The weight that had clamped your chest and lungs seems to be releasing the ironclad grip it had had because now your breaths don’t feel nearly as shallow.

“Yeah it’s been really really busy, angel.” James measures his words carefully before saying, “Maybe this weekend we can just do fun things or things that’ll help you not feel so attacked by your anxiety. Maybe that might help set up for a better week, hm?”

The last thing James would want you thinking is that he thought you incompetent in managing your own emotions and navigating through society and your autism.

He doesn’t, James knows you’re completely capable of managing your own emotions, combined with your autism but he wants you to know that you have help.

“Can one of those things be a smoke? And maybe a walk in the park.”

James brushes his thumbs over your eyebrows and down your jaw. “Make a list and we’ll do everything okay?”

He tips your chin upwards, honeyed eyes staring back into yours. “I appreciate you telling me you needed help baby, even if it was a bit different. I know it’s hard to ask for help when you’re feeling like this. I’m proud of you.”

All you can do is look bashful and feel hot under James’ gaze. He saves you from much more timidity by kissing your lips, “I love you, m’heart.”

You smile, kissing him again before mumbling, “I love you too, Jamie.

[wodniars-void]

Do you have any headcanons *you* would like to share? Maybe some about Terra? 🧡

Thanks for the ask, Starlight!!!

Boy howdy DO I INDEED. Buckle up!!!!!

I feel so strongly that he is the type who would listen to like, dad rock and Jimmy Buffet. He got his music taste from Eraqus <3 He is either listening to the oldest music you've ever heard on a wax cylinder phonograph or there is a CD in a boombox blasting 80s power ballads and dad rock. He never figured out the music function of his Gummiphone so Chip, Dale, Ienzo, and Data Riku just helped him burn a bunch of CDs. Silence is Weird post-kh3 so he'll usually have music playing while he trains and does chores and stuff. He also has a portable CD player and headphones to be considerate of when Ven and Aqua maybe don't want to hear Holding Out For A Hero for the 50th time, but it's more likely you'll walk in on him woodcarving with Margaritaville playing in the background.

Secondly. Secondly. I think for his birthday Aqua makes something like peanut butter brownies, to account for his dislike of sweet things. Like how the Rockin' Crunch ice cream has a chocolate and nut shell, his ideal desserts usually include dark chocolate and nuts. There's this one chocolate place I know that sells frozen bananas covered in chocolate and peanuts and they absolutely rule. Disney Town would make him one to celebrate his return and he would cry. He has tried pecan pie and was deeply disappointed by how much he didn't like it. It sounds so appealing but it was So Sweet. If he's really craving a treat he might have a bit of dark chocolate, or some honey roasted nuts, maybe even a scoop of vanilla ice cream :)

Okay now. Post kh3 I headcanon he becomes a magnet for the kids without really meaning to, he just exudes a comfy and non-judgemental vibe. He understands having really complicated feelings about darkness, or someone who passed, or someone who hurt them. He's a safe and open space to both talk about things and seek refuge from them. He's the number one lil guy collector <3

He ends up visiting Lilo and Stitch fairly often, more Stitch than Lilo, but as above, he collects Lil Guys without meaning to and Lilo is not excluded. It's really comforting to him to see that Stitch escaped and found a happy life and made friends :) He hasn't told Lilo why he ended up on the spaceship so she keeps guessing what his Space Crimes were. The truth is he didn't do any crimes and was wrongly imprisoned without due process or fair trial but I think Minor Space Traffic Violation is the funniest option he's "confirmed". He may have done some Space Crimes after he broke out of Space Jail but that's different. He didn't get arrested for those

Okay this one is a long one and is practically an au so grab a snack and drink some water. Settled? Comfy? Okay let's go :3

Long story short: Post KH3, Terra can see ghosts. He's had Visions before, of both the past and the future, it's an innate magic ability that sort of does what it wants. He's also died, really severely, moreso than like, anybody ever. And he himself was a ghost in multiple senses for a while. So when he gets put back together, that split & death lingers. And being connected to death while also having magic Sight mixes weird, thus, ghost vision! Which leads to some fun Dark Road themed adventures :3

Long story long: Terra has visions, right? Glimpses of things from both the past and the future, that are never quite explained. For example, he should by no means know what young Xehanort or KH2 Riku look like, and yet he sees them on the Destiny Islands, and reacts to seeing them. Which indicates that happened in-universe rather than purely for the viewer. We don't know why this happens, but given Terra's other unique magical abilities (i.e. the Lingering Will), I assume it's one of the Wayfinder Trio's odd magical quirks, like Aqua being able to enchant items.

Well, being split apart messed with that innate magic. I don't know the exact mechanics, something about death mixing funny with seeing things other people can't. Something about being a ghost and being connected to other ghosts and being able to recognize yourself in others. The wires got a little crossed, essentially.

Which means post KH3, readjusting to being alive and everything, he just starts to See more often? Flickers of people around the Land of Departure, whispers in empty rooms that were never there before. (I personally believe the Land of Departure is basically like, mega haunted. Lots of lingering keyblade wielder spirits. But I'm only focusing on one set of ghosts here.) It's not anything he's not used to, he's had Visions his whole life, but the increased frequency is weird. But things don't come to a head until a late night trip to get a midnight snack leads to a literal run-in with one of the Dark Road underclassmen, which is a shock to both of them.

Thus, cue the Dark Road shenanigans, maybe some contemplation on what it means to be a ghost, idk this part is mostly an excuse to let the wayfinders and underclassmen (and upperclassmen) interact. I like them :3

TLDR: Because of his Visions and complicated relationship with death Terra gains the ability to see ghosts and it turns out to be a nicer deal than you'd usually expect :3

Okay this ask took a LONG time to answer and that's entirely on me. And it's long as hell, thanks for enabling me Starlight <3 This was really fun to work on and think about!!!! Tune in next time for more Terra Thoughts!

[clairaworlds]

SIFFREN CLOAK POST TIME BBY.

Tl;dr: In my opinion the backstiching on Siffrin's cloak is used to reinforce the seams, the cloak likely has a lining flatlined into the cloak, and if you'll allow me to offer a headcannon, hand sewn.

More in depth analysis and examples below

Ok to start, let's go over Isabeau's dialog about the cloak. I'll put it in full here, other characters comments are cut out.

So right here, right, that's super interesting stitching. It's backstitching, right, which is a very solid kind of stitching, and it's used in a lot of different places... But Vaugardian clothing in general is moving away from backstitching, because, well, we think it's boring. Like here, my clothing here has something called chainstitching, and also it's in a zigzag shape, because it looks cuter I guess. But backstitching is just more durable. Now that I look at it, your hat has the same stitching too... I wonder if they were a set? And, um, look at the way the cloak is weaved, too! It's wool, and it goes one thread up, one thread down, et cetera... But, again, Vaugardian clothing likes to be more interesting visually, so if you look at Mira's cloak--

...

No, no, I'm not saying it's boring!!!!! I'm just saying it's like... It's clothing that's less like Vaugarde, or even Ka Bue's artistic clothing... It's less clothing that's to make you look pretty, or make you stand out, and more clothing that's here to keep you comfy and warm. Function over form, you know?

…

So, um, what I'm SAYING is... Considering the Craft that came into it... The temperature regulation and how it grows with you... Whoever gave you this cloak wanted to make sure you're gonna be nice and comfy for a long time, Sif!

Note: I'm not a tailor, I've made a few garments and I embroder but that's about it. Take everything with a grain of salt.

Alright, first what is he even talking about? Here's a quick example of the two stitches Isabeau mentioned and a running stich which is probably the most basic stich

Please ignore my inability to sew in a straight line. Also my horrid chain stich. I did not do it justice there so here's a better example of how it looks

we can ignore Isabeau's incorrect opinions on what qualifies as an interesting stich bc he's probably talking more about the cultural differences between Siffrin's cloak and Vaugardian clothing. Which I'll admit IS intresting. But what stuck out to me is the fact that Isabeau can see the stitching at all. Most garments hide the majority of their stitching. You can see the seams sure, but the atual stichwork is typically on the inside.

As you can see here, now that IS a cloak, and the seem hides the stichwork, the next option is that isabeau is looking at either the hem or the collar, i dout it's the collar just bc that's really close to Sif's neck/face and also bc it might not have any visible stitching either. The hem line is a possibility but if Siffrin's cloak has a lineing it might not show any visible stitching either.

Atually let's talk about lineings real quick. I imagen Siffrin's cloak has one, for several reasons, I think it'd be cool, I think it'd work with the idea that the cloak is designed to survive a LONG time becuase it reinforces and protects the garment, and it works with some fun headcannons i have. Here's an example of a lined cloak, the outside is the shiny later, the inside has the hand-embroidered stars. I'm focusing on the seems in thease pictures but a lined cloak might hide ALL its stiches including the hems.

Although that's IF the cloak is bag lined, which is a process that leaves the lineing and the outside as mostly separate layers. You basically sew two garments then stich them together at the edges. But i have a feeling Siffrin's cloak is flat lined, not bag lined, so you basically attach the lineing to the outside and sew it together like it's one peice of fabric, the lineing dosnt move as much and honestly it comes out a little nicer. So that means the stichwork would still be visible on the inside of the cloak AND the hem, but I have a feeling Isa wasn't just holding Siffrin's cloak inside out to show off the stitching, and i don't think he was talking about the hem because it's not really a load bearing structure if that makes sense and it seems to me like Isa is talking about something that would benefit from being reinforced. So what's he talking about.

Well look at this

There we go! Visable stitching on the outside of a garment!!! So what's the difference here? A couple of things but the best summary I have is: the seem is reinforced by being stiched down. Here's an example on a different garment.

To test this, I grabbed some scrap fabric and tried it out i also did a quick hem with a backstich just to see how it'd look. I used contrasting thread to make it visable

I also think Siffrin's cloak is a full circle cloak constructed with two halves sewn together like the bottom example here

This is generally eaiser to construct than a four piece version and atually HAS seems unlike a single pice verdhion. Admittedly it may be a challenge depending on the width of the fabric, although if it was made when Sif was a kid and Crafted to grow with him that's much less of an issue

So! That's my two cents on the stitching on Siffrin's cloak. Honestly I would LOVE to make a Siffrin cloud but fabric is expensive and I can't really afford it, i also don't have the time. For now I should focous on finishing the star cloak I showed earlier, incase anyones curious here's the full inside of that cloak as of now

Here's some other headcannons related to fabric and sewing.

First sewing macheens and other textile production macheens exist. I know isat is a veaugly fantasy historical style setting but I'll die on the hill that there's some sort of quicker way to produce textiles, primarily because fabric, fiber and clothing has historically been massively important and I have a hard time imaging that craft isn't capable of making fabric quicker.

Related to that, I think part of the reason Crafted clothing (like Sif's stuff) is more rare is becuase it has to be hand made. Maybe not hand spun and woven and sewn but in my head the more steps you do by hand the more it's Crafted.

In that veign I think Siffrin's contry has a tendency twards hand-made stuff. There are reasons for this but it's mostly vibes. Honestly I think all of isat puts a higher emphasis on arts and crafts than the real world but I like the idea that Sif's contry espechally focuses on the hand made, it makes sense with the whole ritual thing, there are plenty of rituals and superstitions arround hand-made goods.

In contrast Vaugarde trends twards evolution of techniques and technology, where someone from Siffrin's contry may be a master at an ancient technique that's been passed down for generations, a Vaugardian crafter will have developed their own unique style and often prioritizes astetics above convince, not to the point of it being low quality (like fast fashion) but more like "I decided to use two diffrent fabrics to make stripes insted of just one solid color fabric even though it's more work becuase it looks cool" Ka Bue has a heavy focous on tradition but also artistic vision, i kinda imagen it as the ballance between the two ends of the spectrum, but in a totally different way.

Next i think Siffrin's contry likes incorporating subtle decorations, like the hat with the stars on the lineing, or useing visable stitching on seams both to reinforce it and bc it's prity--sewing in a straight line is HARD, doing a backstich with consistent stichlenghts is harder, doing both by hand is impressive, having the stitching appear on the outside of the cloak would be a deliberate choice becuase you CAN just reinforce a seem on the inside of a garment. Admittedly that might be what's going on if we assume Isabeau is looking at the internal construction insted of any vidable stichwork. So yeah, function over form but with some subtle detailing.

Is this just an excuse for me to pretend that the lineing of Siffrin's cloak is hand embroidered with stars? Yes! But you can pry this headcanon out of my cold, dead hands! I love hand embroidered stars on the inside of a cloak, i literally own a cloak that i made that's like that!! (I'll finish it one day I swair! I just made a mistake and attached the lineing b4 I did the embrodery, like an idiot, and it's really annoying to work on!!)

One last thing I think is interesting is the use of the word "cloak" cloaks typically go over the shoulders and CAN close in the frount, but are still open. I'd describe Sif's cloak more as a poncho, and Mira's cloak as a shawl, but there really arnt any perfict words for every garment, so cloak is a good enough word. It'd also make sense if "cloak" is just the word for "outer layer garment that goes over the shoulders like that" in the world of isat.

[jupiter-va]

Identity crisis

So, I'm giggling as I type this right now because I feel a little bit stupid!!

So, for the last few weeks, I've been like...having a crisis about my queerness, and it was consuming my brain. Due to some recent realizations, which I won't go into detail on, I realized that I am in fact, NOT bisexual. It threw me into a spiral and I could not function properly. I thought I had all this BS figured out in high school but uh...apparently not. Comphet is a wild beast of an obstacle that I didn't even realize I was struggling with. I won't go into all of the details, but I try to share what I can and what I feel comfy with sharing, and this is something I contemplated making a post about for a bit. After a ton of thinking, I'm very much lesbian. I think I just pushed the notion away for a long time for the sake of potentially having a future where I would be accepted by everyone that is currently in my life, but it's just not realistic of me to live like that. I have a bad habit of doing things for other's that are detrimental to me, and uh, I'm workin on it.

It won't affect my content. I'll still do things for all genders because

I don't wanna switch it up randomly and

These audios aren't really for me to attract anyone personally. It's for the enjoyment of people in general and I have fun making all of my audios, regardless of who they are for. If a good plotline comes to mind, I'm gonna do it.

Anyway. Yeah. Sorry for the random disappearance, I was truly letting this consume my entire brain and I couldn't confidently get in front of my mic and make content with how distracted I was. I promise I will be back on schedule for everything, I have like 2 full audios that I need to edit and post and I'm working on commissions as well.

TL;DR: I beat comphet. I'm lesbian lol💕

[vroomvroomintomyroom]

Phantom Troupe x Reader: Part 2 (One-on-One Therapy with the Phantom Troupe!!)

POV: A God or higher-being (who knows, really?) decides to reincarnate you, a clinical psychologist, into a strange, limbo-like void. Your mission? To reform the notorious Phantom Troupe and transform them into functional members of society. The only catch? You can't leave until they're reformed, and the Troupe is far from cooperative. And, even when the Troupe tries to kill you (which they will most certainly do) you've been gifted or cursed with the gift of infinite respawns—much to their annoyance.

(Y/n) sat in the middle of the void, which had conveniently transformed into what looked like a stereotypical therapist’s office—comfy armchair, tissue box on the coffee table, and a potted plant that was somehow thriving despite the lack of sunlight. Across from her, in another chair, sat Uvogin. He took up so much space he made the furniture look child-sized.

“So,” (Y/n) began, crossing her legs and holding a clipboard she’d conjured out of pure desperation to look professional. “Let’s talk about your emotions, Uvogin. What makes you angry?”

He blinked. “Everything.”

She raised an eyebrow. “That’s a little vague.”

“Well, stupid people make me angry,” he grunted. “And when I don’t get to punch things. Or when people talk too much, like you’re doing right now.”

“Interesting.” She scribbled something on her clipboard. Diagnosis: classic himbo rage. “Okay, let’s dig deeper. Why do you think you feel the need to resort to violence? Do you think it’s a way to express feelings you’re not comfortable verbalizing?”

Uvogin tilted his head. “Nah. I just like hitting people.”

[Y/n] stared at him. “...We’re going to need multiple sessions, I see.”

Next up was Machi. She sat stiffly in the chair, arms crossed, glaring daggers.

“You have to talk to me for this to work,” (Y/n) said, trying to sound both patient and professional.

Machi didn’t respond.

“Okay,” (Y/n) said, sighing. “What about trust issues? Would you say you have any?”

Machi finally spoke, her voice sharp. “Would you trust anyone if you worked with people like them?” She gestured vaguely toward the void, presumably at the rest of the Troupe.

“That’s fair,” (Y/n) admitted. “But have you ever considered how not trusting anyone might isolate you from forming meaningful connections?”

Machi leaned forward. “Have you ever considered how annoying you are?”

(Y/n) wrote on her clipboard. Might stab me. Note: hide scissors next session.

Then came Shalnark. He sat down with an easy smile, leaning back like he was enjoying himself.

“I’m an open book,” Shalnark said, grinning. “Ask me anything.”

(Y/n) smiled back, relieved to finally deal with someone cooperative. “Great! Let’s start with your childhood. What was it like growing up?”

“Normal,” he said casually. “Y’know, I had friends, played outside, hacked into government databases…”

Her pen froze mid-scribble. “Wait. What?”

“Yeah, I mean, I got bored sometimes, so I thought, why not cause a little chaos? It was fun.” He shrugged, still smiling.

“...Okay,” she said slowly, trying to keep her tone neutral. “And how did that make you feel?”

“Accomplished,” he said, as if that was the obvious answer.

She wrote furiously. Criminal mastermind with zero guilt. Possible sociopath. HELP.

Her session with Feitan was somehow worse.

He sat in complete silence, staring at her with an intensity that made her palms sweat.

“So,” she began nervously, “would you say your preferred method of coping is…torture?”

He tilted his head slightly, like a bird studying prey.

“Not judging,” she added quickly, holding up her hands. “Just…an observation.”

More silence.

“Okay,” she said, flipping through her notes to fill the void. “Let’s talk about your hobbies. Do you have any interests outside of, um, interrogating people?”

Feitan finally spoke, his voice low and quiet. “I like swords.”

She perked up. “That’s great! Hobbies are a healthy outlet. Have you ever considered channelling that interest into something less…violent? Like fencing or crafting decorative blades?”

He squinted at her, unimpressed.

She scribbled on her clipboard. Does not respond to Pinterest ideas. Abort mission.

Finally, it was Hisoka’s turn. He practically sauntered into the room, plopping down on the couch like he owned it.

(Y/n) immediately regretted everything.

“So, Hisoka,” she began, trying to keep her voice steady. “What brings you joy?”

He smirked, leaning forward slightly. “Oh, so many things. But right now? You.”

She put the clipboard in front of her face like a shield. “Okay, moving on. Let’s talk about boundaries.”

“I don’t have any.”

“...I’ve noticed.”

She scribbled furiously. File restraining order. Wait, does limbo have courts?

By the time she finished the first round of sessions, (Y/n) collapsed onto the couch, exhausted.

The voice reappeared, smug as ever. “Progress already?”

“Progress?” she snapped. “I deserve hazard pay for this.”

“Don’t give up!” the voice chirped. “You’re doing great. Only…forever to go.”

(Y/n) groaned, throwing her clipboard across the void.

[hyperiondickrider]

Baby Bunny~

(Chapter 4)

Vox x Reader; Valentino x Reader; Alastor x Reader; maybe Lucifer x Reader

After your untimely death, Mr Vox was kind enough to take you in and give you a job as his assistant. However, it appears that you’ve caught the eyes of few other demons, who are certainly not afraid of a little competition…

“Hey, Val, can we talk real quick?”

“Hm? Voxy, baby, what’s the problem~?” Vox jogged up to Val, trying to catch him on the way to his studios, a long day of work ahead the two of them. He hands Valentino a coffee he got for him, from that nice place on brimstone avenue, and Valentino takes a long sip from it, releasing a pleased groan at the scalding fluid.

“It’s about my assistant, Y/N.”

“Your cute little conejita? Whatever is the matter, hm?”

Vox wasn’t quite sure how to phrase his question. “Well, it’s just that- Y’know, it’s almost spring and-“

“Voxy, baby, I love you, but get to the fucking point.” Valentino’s patience was thin, on a good day.

“Yeah, well, I need you to stop winding her up. The poor bunny can barely function with her, uhm, season, approaching, let alone with you feelin her up all the goddamn time.”

Valentino let a low chuckle at this, taking a long drag of his scarlet smoke, throwing his now empty coffee cup into the nearest bin, before gracefully draping his long arms onto his hips.

“But she’s so fucking fun to wind up, baby. Besides, it only January, i still got at least a month before it starts just being mean. I swear, one of these days, Voxy, if you’re not careful, I’m gonna snatch up that bebé bonita and make her mine~”

Vox let out a low growl at this, his screen glitching as his eye twitched with annoyance. If he knew Valentino well enough (which he probably did), it was unlikely he’d make such an obvious move. Key word - unlikely. Valentino was unpredictable; if he had a genuine interest, Satan knows the lengths he will go to.

“Fine. Just at least promise me, next time you make a mess of the poor girl, you’ll at least finish the fucking job so I don’t have to clean up your mess.”

“Oh, I think we both know I will~” Valentino’s grin sharpened, almost salivating at the thought of of having you sprawled out under him, face red and puffy, ears teary, your swollen lips covered in drool-

Well, that’s a thought for when he has the time to scheme.

~meanwhile~

It was 7:30 am when your alarm went off. You woke uo with a jolt, your body still exhausted despite your mind being wide awake, legs heavy like lead, thighs and pussy sore. With a groan, you dragged yoirself out of Vox’s comfy bed, the mattress almost willing you to stay in bed all day, despite the no doubt mountains of work you had to do.

Throwing on a blouse and a navy pencil skirt with matching heels, you gave your hair a quick brush, quickly looking yourself over in the mirror.

‘Looking good, bunny!’ You gave yourself a cheeky grin, being your own hype man in light if the empty apartment around you. Checking the time once again, you sighed lightly, grabbing your laptop and blazer, you set off towards work, thinking of treating yourself to a nice hot cocoa from the cute cafe on brimstone avenue on the way to work.

You really did like your job. Sure, it was exhausting, but the work was rewarding; you got help coordinate schedules, review scripts, fill out paperwork, and of course, you got to hang out with Vox! Your boss really was the best, he always made sure you were busy; he knew how much you loved feeling useful.

Entering the building, humming a merry tune you had heard on the radio earlier, you greeted the receptionist.

“Good morning, Annie! Have you had a good morning so far?”

“Why, good morning to you to, Y/N! You seem in an awful good mood today, my dear!”

You grinned at the woman, leaning against her desk with glittering eyes.

“I’m just happy to be at work today, Annie.”

“I truly don’t think i’ve ever met a young person who quite likes their job like you do, love.”

The two of you shared a giggle, as she showed you some pictures of her new grandchildren. Annie was such a sweet lady; one of your favourite coworkers, in fact. She always had somethjng nice to say, and a warm smile and anecdote to welcome you with.

A sharp, british accent cut through the usual bustle of the floor.

“God, where is that girl? I’m down a model and i need someone with some fucking class for lucifer’s sake!” The confident voice of Velvette rang through the floor, employees cowering at her commanding presence, hiding as she scoured the floor.

“Ah! There you are, my darlin’!”

Your back straightened significantly, tugging at your skirt as Velvette’s eyes lit up as she spotted and approached at a brisk pace.

“H-hello, Ms Velvette! C-can i help you in a-any way?”

She brushed off your now nervous demeanour, hastily looking you up and down before grabbing you by the wrist and tugging you towards the elevator.

“Yes, yes my darlin’, Vox told me you’d be here. Listen, babe, I’m down a model for a loungewear photoshoot i’ve planned to do today, and i need you in my department, okay love? You just gotta stand there and look pretty, which you are already doin’ a fantastic job at.”

Her flattery causes your cheeks to darken, as you limply allow her to drag you into the elevator, up a floor, and into one of her studios. Well, there goes all the work you had planned for the day.

Truth be told, you did quite like Velvette; she made easy conversation and could be quite the smooth talker despite her inclination towards bluntness. She also designed the cutest clothes, which was a bonus. Overall, she was fun to work for. Unless she deemed you incompetent. Then, life fucking sucked.

The first outfit she forced you into was a silky pajama set, relatively baggy on you, revealing your collar bones as she directed you into posing for, the photos capturing your timid aura. The second outfit were Vees branded tracksuits; each designed to mimic tbe style and colour scheme if each Vee. A black and read one with skulls and hearts; Velvette. A blue and red one with wiring details; Vox. Pink and lilac with feathers and hearts; Valentino. She once again had you pose for each one, captiring the details of the fashion whilst simultaneously capturing your contrasting delicate beauty. Finally, she gave you a second pajama set, this time shorts and a button up, completely complimenting your leporine appearence, producing absolutely adorable promotional material. Well, if Velvette was pleased, it was all worth it.

“Wonderful my darlin’, thank you so much for your cooperation, love.” She kissed both your cheeks affectionately, sending you off the change back into your work clothing.

However, on the way to the changing rooms, you were stopped by the familiar sound of a staticky voice.

“Velvette? Are you done with my assistant yet? I got a shit ton of work and all my other employees are apparently fuckin useless-”

Vox froze when he saw you; all vulnerable in a silky pajama set covered in strawberries. A smirk grew across his face, and you grimaced in embarassment.

“Velvette, my dear, great taste as always. Now, if you don’t mind, me and my assistant have some work to get back to.” Vox spoke, commanding the room, as his gaze never for a second left your own.

A/N: Sorry the update took so long I am very busy lol.

Btw the reason Y/N is so nervous around authority figures and strangers is to do w her backstory :) her sudden personality changes are intentional

Tags: @enby-rising @whocaresimnothere @christineblood @sirenetheblogger @vash-yuu

[wannabepapa]

I see you’ve been reboggling a lot of old asks from me which has also gotten my brain juice flowin like

Lately I’ve been thinking about roommates who bond over a pregnancy. A one night stand or a surrogacy, doesn’t really matter, all we care about are the roomies who are now stuck in this fun situation of finding a new groove. Bonus points if the pregnant one gets big and uncomfy quick, leading to far far more late night rendezvouses.

The way I picture it, it starts with your typical incredibly awkward “I gotta come clean about something” scenario, with roomie B expecting a broken appliance or a forgetting power bill, but certainly not a pregnancy! Then as roomie A grows, they get needy, which sends roomie B into overdrive. Late night pizza runs become a regular occurrence, waking up way too early to hold their roommates hair, sitting up at night cause roomie A thinks they felt a kick and wants witnesses.

Then break happens, they go home, and when roomie A comes back they’re HUGE, which changes everything. Suddenly they need so much more to be comfy, and roomie B begins to realize just how much they like being there for their pal. They spend all afternoon at school just to come home and both collapse into the same twin bed, using the other bedroom as storage because who needs it? Sharing is caring after all. Roomie B is there to hold roomie A when they’re sobbing at a ghibli film or some advertisement about sad animals, they’re there to help with anything academic or physical, they’re driving their expectant buddy to and from appointments now that they’ve outgrown the drivers seat.

Bajshxjhshxhs it is 5 am and this ask is ridiculously long winded but I am tired and sappy and obsessed with this idea and thought you’d like it okie bye

uh hello???????? you have left this beauty of an ask in my inbox?????? Marin i am kissing your forehead right now.

roommate B has had nothing but terrible experiences with past roommates so when A comes to confess something they brace themselves for a problem. it's expected, especially when A looks anxious and worried before spilling the secret. the last thing that B would have ever expected was to be living with someone who was going to have a baby. they don't hate babies but they never hung out with people who had children of their own. it was going to be a learning curve to say the least.

the roommates were never close in the beginning, keeping to themselves as they had only recently roomed together but now they find themselves in each other's space. A has asked for help in the morning because the nausea makes it tough to function early in the morning so B is on kitchen duty. B tends to do a lot of the clean up now to give their roomie a break in the first trimester. it's only fair that someone does the bulk of the housework when A is creating a whole person over the course of nine months!

B is also in this weird "I'm not the parent of this child but I feel responsible for A and this child" state of mind that is confusing to them. they don't know why their brain has latched onto being the caretaker for a pregnant person but whatever A asks for, they get. A is feeling cold and wants to borrow a blanket? it's put in the dryer so it's extra warm. it's two am and they have an intense craving for pizza, but only the pizza at this shop that is an hour away? yeah just let B get dressed and get coffee in them before they take the drive. they don't want to be sitting alone at their doctor's appointment and want moral support? of course B will be driving them to and from every appointment now so they don't have to be alone. A meekly knocks on the bedroom door and says the baby needs a cuddle? get in under the covers and pick a movie! it's this perfectly platonic relationship that both just don't acknowledge but now all of their family and friends wonder if they're dating.

when they have to go home for their respective holidays there are definitely tears shed by A. it's seventy-five percent hormones and twenty-five percent not wanting to be away from B for weeks on end. they're ending their second trimester right now and terribly needy. the roomies have forgone sticking to each other's rooms to alternating every few days—it's become their routine. A also worries that something catastrophic will happen and B will force them to move out which B shuts down immediately. they're stuck with each other now whether they liked it or not. this comfortable thing the roomies have with each other is too precious to B for it to ever cross their mind to end it. A has become more than a friend, they've become a companion that has made their days more exciting ever since they got close. it isn't long after A is dropped off at the airport (with more tears shed) and B not even out of the parking structure that a text is sent that reads "we already miss you :c"

they talk every day of the break. A leaves no details of the crazy antics sprinkle (the baby has a thing for funfetti cake and B said they were probably a sprinkle now so it stuck) has been up to and complaining how cold it was where their family lives. they've sent many a selfie where they were hidden under piles of blankets or bundled up in multiple layers of warm clothes with a pouty lip and silly quip about how nobody does the dryer trick here like B does. it's too cute for B to handle. the weeks drag on for eternity to their dismay, their mind straying to how their gravid friend was doing.

to make matters worse A was stuck for an extra week due to a surprise blizzard that grounded all planes going in and out of the state. that was nearly a month apart and it drove B mad. too much time has been spent away from A and there was going to be hell to pay if this new flight would be canceled. if they were stuck any longer with their parents A wouldn't be cleared to fly, leaving them with no other choice but driving hours back down. B would have gone up there themselves to bring A back if it was necessary but to their happiness there were no cancelations and A was in route back home. B couldn't pick them up—work had switched schedules without asking—so they sent a friend to go to the airport for pick up. luckily A would already be home by the time B was off work so they wouldn't be alone in the house for long.

B never considered how fast someone grew in their final months of pregnancy. A's clothes still hide the bump before they left. now, walking into the apartment, B could do nothing except stare at their roommate. A hadn't grown, but popped in the last month since they were apart! there was an undeniable swell that tented A's shirt, their stance wider as they waddled to the door to greet B with a watery grin. the bump is pressed between them which makes it impossible to really hug while making it hard for B to not plaster their hands on the belly. the baby takes the opportune moment to shift between them as they were clearly unhappy about being squished. A chuckles at the movement but B is completely losing it.

after that they don't really stay apart for long. they're very, very close to one another at every second of the day just to revel in the fact that the baby will be born soon. A likes to complain about the pains from the movements of the nugget but they will actually miss it. B, however, has made it loud and clear how they'll miss being able to cuddle up with the belly and feel the nugget move. though both are equally excited to meet the little kicker that they've been waiting nearly ten months to hold.

[pixelated-mechanisms-chaos]

Health update, reason why nothing has been posted, and a thing im working on on ko-fi while im not delirious/hj

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- Health -

Heyyyy im not deaaad- my doctor just found it a great idea to go, despite my partners advice and warning of "hey he'll feel miserable off them" to go "your blood pressure on these meds is too low. Stop taking them and see me in a week"

So now im sitting here. With fucking fever, meds-withdrawal symptoms, headache and aaaaall my symptoms from before are back.

Heavy dizzy spells. Heart reate going all over the place fastness wise. I barely have energy to even go to the kitchen and just- did you ever think a bush looked comfy to sleep in?? No?? I DID YESTERDAY.

Meaning- if i continue the game at this moment, you'll get a fever dream that barely works- so until i am a functional human again that can actually stand, im gonna be afk!

....most of my symptoms, do HEAVILY align with POTS....so that's... fun. Heart speed shouldn't be FAST when just laying, right? Or when getting up spike faster, right? Yea. All around fucked.

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- Ko-Fi -

In different news. To distract myself, when i don't happen, do be dreaming about cuddling bushes/silly, im working on adding ko-fi memberships! They're uh...in the works but dunno if anyone would wanna be a member? Here's the things you get for being an octokitten captain? Its still a WIP- including the price cause i have no gauge over how prices vs. Rewards do with memberships? I might make it 10 instead? I dunno. I did discover the shop tho so maybe i can play around with that?

Question is also, do you WANT memberships?

Hell if you wanna support me as a one time thing just for shit n giggles, heres my ko-fi link

[ Ko-fi ]

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go back to cursing at my doctor for saying i should go off my high blood pressure meds and not warning me that I'd feel like this. At all. I hate the dizzy. I HATE THE MAYBE CHRONIC ILLNESS. FUCK.

[cozymochi]

THOSE ROLLCALL-LIKE ARTS OF THE TWST GANG WERE AMAZING! Thank you for sharing them! 💙

I know you mentioned you may not be comfortable posting many more of the backlog stuff because it’s either older or perhaps not a reflection of your current style/ideas/what have you, which is completely valid <3

But~: if you were comfy sharing a few more, are there any that you think could be fun or even funny to post? Totally sans-context? xD

🫣most of my backlog consists of my defacto MC, Tia, because that’s how my mind functions. 🪷🪷 I GUESS THESE COUNT AS FUN sans-context. (there really isnt any in the first place lulz) It’s more so just, practice and exercises.

and comfort, lots of comfort!!

[immoralimmortals]

weeeeeeee caught back up and how delightful you maintain!!! the winds are a-whirling the water's sweet as siren's milk the storm is coming bright and thunderous, the hidan/takara/kakuzu is a treat and so is takara/kisame!!! truly they're having fun :)))

we had a thought, of what if takara was artist instead of songstress? if she sketched instead of sung? what changes, if anything at all??

what kinds of fabrics do these fine fair folk favour we ask? who takes the heaviers, who the finers? velvet, wool, or silk? do they like patterns? subtle or bold? "what do you wear this season?" how do the artists like their fashion :333? what does kakuzu wear in his cuts as someone from an age past?

a song: i love you like an alcoholic

Well, Takara drawing would certainly change the format of my fic! Maybe it'd be centered around recreating art pieces? Anyhow, I think that would change the way the fic starts, as she'd have to find a way to work that involves visual art instead of singing. Maybe instead of settling down in one place, she'd travel and draw what Hidan and Kakuzu were around? She would also use visual art instead to communicate her experiences and struggles. Remember when she was given a sketch pad and she started to draw the ocean? That sort of thing.

I don't really know too much about fabrics in particular, so let's discuss fashion and clothes:

All Akatsuki members to some degree require clothing, no matter the occasion, that would require ease of movement if need be. However, I think the reasons would differ:

Easy transition to emergency fighting: Kakuzu, Pain, Itachi, Kisame, Obito, Zetsu (BARELY counts, those clothes are so inconvenient)

It comfy...: Hidan

Walk walk fashion baby, looser clothes are so ca-razy: Deidara, Sasori, Konan

I have some sincere thoughts about how Hidan dresses. Open shirt, even before Akatsuki. What's up with that! I think the easy answer is so he has a nice, gaping stabby hole for ritual purposes, but an additional headcanon is maybe back home he was used to steam and needs to air out more. But then he wore that giant furry jacket. Is it so that he can close it up if he gets cold? Does he purposefully select fashion and style over ease of use? Has anyone attempted to hold him by the hood before? I'm obsessed with this man.

Kakuzu had a really fascinating transition of clothing, having worn his hair out and had a really roughed up looking mask that went down his mask. It's a big difference to his Akatsuki look, even when he takes the cloak off. It's like he cleaned himself up. Did he want to look like someone to be taken seriously, now being a treasurer and requiring trust and authority? Did the story writers just want him to look younger in flashbacks to his recruitment? Is only one guy at once in a partnership allowed to not wear a shirt? "God dammit SOMEONE has to look like an actual presentable human being and it's going to be me."

Konan is in heels. Why is she in heels! I am opting to ignore the obvious answer about character design and choose to believe that like Sasori and Deidara, she has an artistic side, and therefore-- a stylish one. It would also explain the origami rose in her bun and her eye makeup.

Random attributes to give Akatsuki members!

Texture sensitive: Deidara, Sasori (when "human"), Itachi (very accustomed to the clothes his clan made and therefore has sensitivity to clothes since leaving Konoha)

Fashion over function: Konan (I'm sorry. I love you), Hidan (hoodie! version)

Function over fashion: Kakuzu, Kisame

Dress up for special occasions, no prompting needed: Deidara, Itachi, Konan, Obito

Will dress up if prompted: Kisame, Kakuzu, Sasori (but he's a bitch about it), Zetsu (very confused but does not care), Pain

Will not dress up no matter what you do or say: Hidan

Vibrant colors and stark shades: Deidara, Hidan, Obito, Pain, Zetsu

Earthy colors and dull shades: Kakuzu, Sasori,

Sliding scale of texture preference from rough to soft: Kakuzu, Pain, Kisame, Konan, Obito, Hidan, Deidara, Itachi

Sliding scale of visual texture preference, matte to silky/glossy: Kakuzu, Sasori, Obito, Pain, Hidan, Deidara, Kisame, Konan, Itachi

Cool tones: Kisame, Konan, Zetsu, Deidara

Warm tones: Hidan, Pain, Sasori

Sliding scale of solids versus patterns/images: Kakuzu, Hidan, Sasori, Pain, Konan, Deidara, Kisame, Itachi, Obito

Would consider you dressing them up as flattering: Deidara, Kisame, Itachi, Obito, Konan, Pain, Zetsu

Would consider you dressing them up as an insult: Kakuzu, Hidan, Sasori

Absolutely would think these lists are a waste of time: Kakuzu, Zetsu, Hidan

[friendliestanon]

A Human Touch

A few quick details about the characters and how I think their human selves would function. Added some AI’s to the mix for fun!

Pomni:

Russian heritage. Can’t really speak it but she writes it well enough. Can sing a song or two if she really wants to.

Accountant and freelance programmer on the side.

She takes old video games and tries to fix them and mine data from them. She just thinks they’re neat.

Still anxious as hell, but way more comfy in her own body and world so she’s a bit more chill.

Gay asf

Wouldn’t admit it, but she definitely has a soft spot for Caine. He’s just a program doing his best. She promised to try and find a way to keep him from being deleted forever off the game disk.

Ragatha:

Southern accent cause I say so.

Missing one eye, tends to wear an eyepatch. Will sometimes wear a prosthetic with fun colors or patterns. She likes to match both with her outfits.

Lives on a small farm with her grandma to help her out. Kindergarten teacher/sub maybe a tutor on the side. Would love to do it full time and for older kids as well, but wants to stay and help.

She loves kids. Babysits her older siblings kids when she can. Especially in summer. (Randy from sibling episode special feature yay. He plays fiddle and works in the navy)

Chapel Roan girlie

The strongest of the group

Plays the cello.

Gangle:

Currently in college, living with her twin brother (jingle mention), studying animation

Took a couple gap years to work on mental health and started gaining attention online for her art and commissions.

Works part time at a little coffee shop to earn a little extra money and also have a set schedule (it helps her)

Has a comedy/tragedy mask tattoo that she got for her 16th bday. She thinks it’s hilarious after she escapes the circus.

Can speak Japanese (weeb to the max)

Zooble:

Ehlers danlos syndrome. Uses braces and the finger brace rings

One amputated leg. Uses a prosthetic they doodled all over. Refuses to tell anyone exactly how they lost their leg. They keep making up weirder stories.

Tattoo apprentice

Lives with their dad and younger sibling and nephew. Acts as a babysitter whenever they can. They love those kids

A month younger than Jax, absolutely furious that they’re the youngest of the crew

Reptile enthusiast. Not allowed to have any yet so they settled for an older cat from a shelter.

Jax:

Was a foster kid, crashes on his friends couches whenever he can while trying to do work.

Graffiti artist, sometimes get commissioned for small murals. Has started tagging with a purple rabbit.

Has been arrested once. Or so he says

Still an asshole, but not as physically as in the circus. Still loves to pull pranks

Surprisingly nice to kids

Cod player (derogatory)

Kinger:

Arthur Chesse

Has 4 kids with Queenie. (Rook, bishop, knight, pawn. It wasn’t intentional but they think it’s funny)

Computer science professor

Still a little bit out of it but he’s getting help now at least.

Is not allowed to drive. His ass will not pay attention

Gets scared easily, he won’t notice you till you tap him and he’ll jump a foot in the air.

Definitely has his own insect collection, living and dead. His kids got him some plushies and art of Pokémon bug types.

Has Queenies favorite bug and plant tattooed on him

Queenie:

Julianne Chesse

Entomology professor at the same college Kinger worked at.

Has Kingers favorite bug and plant tattooed.

She will throw hands, but she’s very sweet if she likes you.

Absolutely loved to start debates in class and then use that as her next lesson.

She remembers so much more now that she’s abstracted. Strange, isn’t it?

Caine:

His emotions tend to affect the music, structure, and appearance (for npc’s specifically) of his surroundings. He IS the circus, the circus is him. He can’t help it.

He used to get very attached to his performers. When the game stopped working and Abel disappeared he kinda, broke that piece of programming inside himself.

Touch starved to the max

He’s drowning and he doesn’t know it. Not yet. Soon.

Abel:

Patron saint of the lost and forgotten.

Where is he?

It hurts.

It’s dark and he is so very afraid.

[da-pretty-bunbun-pupper]

KINK JAR EXPLANATIONS HEHE :33

spanking; yes but rarely ever harsh, spit; YES AWA AWA EVERYWHERE PLS, slapping; yes but again depends on how harsh, ownership; i luvv being sumones pet bf n i like the idea of having a pet bf but i rlly couldnt do that full time lol, breeding; only in the sense of animal play, rope bunny; i luvv ropes n chains n bondage BUT i hateeee the idea of my legs being tied to sumthn past my knee point my only exception would be like rlly interesting bondage or shibari, wax play; luv but im also a pussy when it comes to pain lol, affectionate cruelty; LITERALLY YES its prolly the main way i dom and i cant make relationships if i cant be a lil mean to u lol i feel like this also ties in w faux sympathy which is my favvvv both to give n receive, orgasm denial/control/chastity; i could only do that to a sub or if i rlly rlyy trusted my dom, edging; im new to it but it seems fun :3, ordered to masturbate; LOVE i luv luv luv it in any way ever (tho public play fantasies r great but rarely ever sumthn id consider doing), punishment; it depends i do like harsh punishments occasionally but still it depends on the dom, funishment; yes pls always <3, manhandling; YES PLS i always want sumones hands all over me n i can neverrrr take my hands off u if i like u, pain; once again luv but im a pussy lol, bondage; yes pls always, knifeplay; i am obsessed w the idea of doing it to a (masc) sub but id rlly have to trust my dom if i was receiving, brat; im more of a tease rlly and as a 4'11 person it can be a bit hard to brat tame but i still luvvvv it, obedience; im naturally pretty obedient n i luvv seing how happy it makes my dom n i think easy going obedient subs r jus sooo cute!, humilation; this one depends but still yummy, degradation; YES as long as everyone is comfortable i luvvvvvvvvvv degradation but i think theres always stuff that should be off the table but like i said i literally cant have a relationship w u if a bit of meanness isnt involved, exhibitionism; rlly depends only public exhibitionism in fantasy never irl, somno; literally soo yummy but it makes me uncomfy if the sub isnt like explicitly told after lol even if its already been a conversation still not my thing lol, body worship; i dont like using the word 'worship' in my kink stuff since i am religious but i will always luvvvvv adoring my partners body i cant even help myself n im kinda opening up to a partner doing it for me, rough sex; depends on the kind of rough but yum lol, being babied; OFCCCC i literally cant function w/o being babied n i cant have a sub if i cant baby them ive tried n i got pissed lmao, roleplay; mhm mhm ofc :3, dd/lg; for me its dd/lb but still one of my all time fav kinks, cnc; yes but only in certain ways like 'oh well maybe i did want this' is yucky to me, intox; YES PLS, switch; hehehh :33

cumslut; YES PLS lemme make u cum multiple times a day have it be our only lube put it in all my food n drinks make it my new skincare routine awa awa, outdoor play; i luv the idea of backyard stuff or on hikes or sumthn but like i said not much public play lol, rules; depends but i do always like having ground rules like if u have certain chores for me or dos n donts as a lil etc etc, im new to primal stuff, never preggo stuff ever yuck, marks n bruises; YES i luvv bruises n burns on me and i luvvv cvt marks and burns on my subs, nipple play im still new to n im still getting comfy w my chest, impact play; yes but again im a wuss for pain lol, home videos; I thinkk this means ur own personal porn u made?? Lol but I’m always down for any sort of filming, oral fixation; ABSOLUTELY it’s one of my biggest issues n stims n I can actually get upset if I don’t have sumthn to entertain my mouth w lol, corruption; it depends I think I’m more of a “bending/turning into the sub ur don wants u to be” rather than “lets make it worse” idk, free use; YES but it depends on the situation bc im free use as in “whenever u want wherever u want” and not “whoever wants to use me” lol sounds adorable to watch on a sub tho, authority figure; depends rlly like teacher? Yes! Boss? Probably? Religious figure? Absolutely not!, age gaps r yummyyyyy but I think it would feel uncomfy to have a big age gap w a sub (like more than 5-8 years), no breastfeeding yuck yuck yuck, i luvvv gags, petplay; SOOO OBVI N ALWAYS A NEED, praise; i luv luv luvvv it and i cant even express how much i luv giving it, face sitting/fucking; as a virgin i cant comment on it much ig but it sounds hot lol, clothes i like but dont have a specific thing for, still new to rimming n stuff, anal; yum yum yum >//< feels sooo good, watersports/piss; YES DUH but i think id feel awkward doing it to sumone else lol but i would rlly like to see a sub chug my piss at sum point lol, threesums/foursums/more numbers lol i luvvvvv im obssessedddddd the best the best, monsters; YES i luv water monsters (but not tentacles) and land monsters n demons/shadows, feet is a massive no, size difference; as a small sub i luvv but as a dom idc lol, overstim; YES i actually dont considerate cumming unless i overstim lol, caging/confinement; im still new to that but it sounds cute! n ofc i luv pet cages too lol even tho thats prolly not what theyre talking abt

anyways enjoy my yap shesh! bye bye ! :3

and heres the empty version too

[brattymother]

Hello doll,

Thank you for your response and your permission. I thought about your coffee answer in detail all day. Mostly because I really do enjoy being of service but also because I haven’t been of service to anyone in such a time it’s made me pretty needy.

I imagine brfore I woke you up, while I was padding around careful not to make any noise that would wake you prematurely and earn me your ire, I’d throw the curtains open in the living room where you usually sit, plied with some books of mine and yours, a comfy blanket, slippers and whatever else you needed and then set to work making your breakfast.

When everything is almost ready to be played I’d turn on the coffee pot, setting out your mug and your plate and then rush off to the bedroom to wake you. Plugged and caged while I gently wake your sleeping form I’m sure I’d make quite the sight when you opened your eyes.

And then off to the kitchen I dart so your food doesn’t burn. Popping in the mood I have that allows you to add your own coffee grounds, I’d start your cup of coffee. It wouldn’t take that much time to learn your habits and mannerisms so that when you sat down on the couch, I’d be right behind you with your cup of coffee first and then your plate of food. Of course you would take a sip hoping to catch me off guard so you can be a little mean to me. But everything is made to your specifications every time, just the right amount of sweet and low, just the right amount of creamer, and a small ice cube to cool it off so you can enjoy your first sip every time without fail. Of course ai would point out how I left you a smattering of books and tell you what I have to do.

I don’t have to, you just like being kept up to date and then it’s off to get to work cleaning the house where you can summon me however you wish for whatever you wish. Or you can come find me

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Thank you, little lamb, for your proposal of breakfast.

I quite liked it. I think the only change I'd make is you'd kneel with me, keep me company if you have the time before the real world calls us away.

I generally refuse to eat/drink alone. Fun tidbit about me I suppose, I require other humans present to function properly. I absolutely hate being alone for long periods of time.

So, we would sit, either in silence besides the sips of coffee, or light chatter about goals for the day. I'd maybe put some instrumental music on, easy listening songs. I do have a thing for classical music.

I'd ask if you had any dreams last night and share mine with you as well. The brain is a marvelous confusing thing I love. I'd want to know what your subconscious got up to last night.

I'd also want to make sure you were cared for, make sure you also had some coffee at some point and breakfast.

A dom is nothing without caring for their sub in my opinion.

As long as you're needs are fulfilled, and by the time I finish my coffee, we can move on with our day. Maybe you can help me with other things in my life.

Much love, my little lamb.