#he'd be like ohohohoho he is??????

[leslieseveride]

remember when lucy refused to read those sext messages between jake and sava because she said her nana was watching that true crime episode they were filming, you just know she's her nana's girl. 🥺💗

[shunin-gumis]

Netaro Initial SSR Story

Netaro's Soulmate Search, Group Date Edition (Part 2)

Momiji: It's finally the day of the group date!

Netaro: Oooh...! This place is crawling with unfamiliar humans. I am feeling quite stimulated!

Momiji: Netaro-kun is all hyped up too.

Momiji: We spent a lot of time practicing his conversational skills, and eventually he'd improved quite a bit!

Momiji: At least, I think.

~~~~~~(flashback start)

Akuta: Ohohohohoho, top o' the mornin' to ya Kotaro-san! I hope the weather is crazy good today too!

Netaro: Ohohohoho, indeed! The weather has been so pleasant lately that it has been quite easy to leave the laundry out to dry, yes!

~~~~~~(flashback end)

Momiji: ... I'm sure that counts as small talk, right? Yeah. Let's just put it that way.

Momiji: Oh, people have already split up and are sitting down at the tables that have been set up for the occasion...

Momiji: All that's left is to go for it...! Do your best, Netaro-kun!

~~~~~~

The gyaru sitting nearby: Hey hey~ Where'd you come from? I was born and raised right here in HAMA~

Netaro: I have arrived from a planet far beyond~ All for the sake of meeting you.

The gyaru sitting nearby: For reals? That's crazy~

The cheery guy sitting across: I gotta know, where'd you get those threads? The color is sick as hell dude.

Netaro: Right? Isn't it just so?

Momiji: Oh? Looks like it's going well? Maybe I don't have to worry after all...

Kind-looking man: Um, it's my first time attending a group date. It's kinda nerve-wracking huh?

Momiji: R-Right? It's my first time too. I accompanied a friend here today...

Momiji: This is feels kinda refreshing. It's a different kind of experience from when I deal with tourists.

Momiji: I see... this is one way to enjoy a group date I guess!

~~~~~~

Cheery guy Yamada: Thanks Netaro-kun, I'll call ya later~

Netaro: I shall wait eagerly, Yamada. For we are best pals now.

Netaro: Fufu, how was that, Doudou! Were you watching me? Did you see? I managed to hold a proper "conversation"!

Momiji: -Ah! I remember that store! How nostalgic~

Kind-looking man: I didn't think I'd get to meet someone who knew that place. I barely get the chance to talk about it...

Netaro: ...Hmph.

Netaro: Doudou.

Momiji: W-what's wrong!? Weren't you just having a conversation over there...?

Netaro: I... feel upset for some reason. I need you to look at me more.

Netaro: I managed to display the fruits of our training after all. Should you not be praising me by now?

Netaro: Go on, pat me. Praise me more~

Kind-looking man: Um...?

Momiji: This is bad, he looks confused...!

Netaro: Oh I see, you did not get to witness the results with your own eyes.

Netaro: Then I shall converse with you now! Doudou, what are your hobbies? Tell me, tell me~

Choice 1: But that would be missing the point.

Momiji: But that's not the point of this exercise, Netaro-kun. Netaro: Hm? Momiji: Netaro-kun, I want you to be able to find your Beatrice. That's why we came to this group date, so you could meet all kinds of people. Momiji: Right now, you should be talking to other people, not me, right? We'll talk more when we get back home. Netaro: ... Netaro: I see. Understood. Netaro: You. I apologize for intruding on your conversation suddenly. Kind-looking man: Oh, no, it's alright. Are the two of you friends...? Netaro: Indeed. You may call me Netaro Yowa. I am the 18th Ward Mayor of HAMA Tours!

Choice 2: My hobby is... traveling.

Momiji: My hobby... Well, I do love traveling. Momiji: Now that it's come to this, I should throw a topic to Netaro-kun. I'm sure he knows how to go with the flow now... Kind-looking man: Travel, huh. That's great, I really enjoy it too. Netaro: In that case, you should participate in one of our tours at "HAMA Tours". You will get a taste of hospitality that you have never experienced before.

Kind-looking man: Wait, you work at HAMA Tours!? Please do tell me more, I've been wanting to join a tour there since before!

Netaro: Ooh~ Why of course! I'll tell you all there is to know about it from A to Z!

Netaro: Fu~fufun~ La~lala~

Momiji: We weren't able find your Beatrice yet, but you got to make a lot of new friends in the end huh.

Netaro: Indeed! However, this is only the first round of "Beatrice Selection". There will be many many more rounds to come~

Netaro: I shall count on you for the next one too, Doudou.

Momiji: Wait, next time too!?

Momiji: Well, I guess I did have fun. And I'd be too worried to leave him alone...

Momiji: In a way, maybe this could lead to some advertising for HAMA Tours...

Momiji: All right, I'll do my best to find out how you can get to meet a lot more people.

Netaro: You promise, yes? If it ends up being a lie, I'll reconfigure you so that I can launch you through the stratosphere in the flesh, understood?

Momiji: Alright alright, I get it. Let's get some dinner and go home!

Momiji: What do we get today... We talked a lot, so I'm feeling extra hungry.

Netaro: ..........

Netaro: Indeed, I'm feeling quite peckish.

Netaro: You smile over the smallest things. Get surprised easily. Your reactions are always refreshing, and full of life.

Netaro: Kind eyes. A kind voice. Such things are present in this world in abundance, and yet that is precisely why it is so precious.

Netaro: Ha~.........

Netaro: I truly am feeling hungry.

Part 1

[fanaticsnail]

Sending love to that anon who is on the Yandere Doffy cruise with me, but also how dare you make it angsty 😭😭 but also, I love that. Make it fluffy then make it angsty! A perfect concoction. And then Snail adding the Impel Down? How about you just let Law take my heart instead and crush it, it would hurt less 😭😭

Following that Reader gets ill idea, you know who is the only doctor in the world who can help Reader if she gets ill?

You know WHO is the only one who can probably completely heal Reader?

LAW.

Fucking.

LAW.

(cackles)

Ohohohoho the plot thickens!

Would Doflamingo actually ask Law to heal Reader? Law's is the only fruit that can do it. Doflamingo just realising that would be so fckn AMAZING. The shock, the internal conflict, the fckn anger that Law is the only doctor left who has the HIGHEST chance of healing Reader...

This could be pre-Dressrosa Arc, hell this could be the reason Doflamingo surrenders during Dressrosa Arc because Law heals Reader right in front of Doflamingo, who is literally holding her while she has a fever. (I know, very unlikely but hey, let Doffy be desperate, as a treat.)

It could be that after he beats Law in their first fight after Law wakes up Doflamingo takes him to give a diagnosis on Reader, and Law is shooketh.

Also, add Reader being a mother figure to Law, being kind to him and thanking him and apologizing for Doffy and she is so sorry and Law is getting reminded of his mom now and is literally having a lump in his throat and this 26-year-old grump is about to CRY as he looks through Reader's medical charts left by the other doctors and all check-ups.

Maybe Law's doctor mode just TURNS ON. He isn't even thinking it, he offers to help with his Devil Fruit but in exchange Doflamingo has to surrender or at least let Reader go.

Doflamingo is not on board. He's gonna force Law to use Room if he has to.

Luffy is on board (if it's Dressrosa Arc), bless his soul, he even says he'll kick Law's ass if he harms Reader since he is reminded of watching Ace die or reminded of Nami being sick and him being helpless.

Would Doflamingo accept the deal? Yes? No?

Knowing Doffy he'll go like "I'll just force Law to heal her." in his Big Brain Moment™

And the Impel Down addition, ugh, fuck, my heart.

But Law healing Reader and Doflamingo's internal struggle and pride... OHOHOHOHOHO. I am laughing evilly.

We are further sinking into the Yandere Doffy hole here.

No, don't send the ladder. We like it here.

CAN I JUST

AND LET ME JUST

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Okay, I love this so much. This is gonna end up as a series, I can tell. It's going to have to be. Yandere Doffy with a reader who doesn't want to be with him, getting sick and finally seeing a way towards freedom with Law offering it to them, AND DOFFY JUST MOURNING FOR HIS LOVE WHO WANTS TO LEAVE HIM. JUST AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

I freaking love the Yandere Doffy train going on in my ask box. This is getting me all giddy and giggly. I love this so so much. I'm in the hole next to you, bestie. I'm taking notes.

I am also digging the fact we're all like: "yessss bring Law into it. Have the tables turn."

You: "You have always been so kind to me. Even as a troubled child, you had the potential of turning out like either brother. He'd be so proud of you, your heart mirroring his even now."

Law: "You offered me no reason to harm you. You were one of the few that made my childhood bearable there. And... Thank you. All I've done, I've done in honour of Cora-san and to spite Doflamingo."

The Heart Pirates: "What the hell? Don't we hate Doflamingo? Why are we healing his spouse?"

You: "And where do I factor in? The honour or the spite?"

Law: "Both and neither. I honour Cora-san in offering you this kindness, and I spite Doflamingo in knowing you're released from his charge and allowed to make your choice to remain here or flee. It's up to you what you do."

The Heart Pirates: collective "ohhhhhh"

I love this so much. I can't wait to write it. Thank you for another Yandere Doffy prompt, it's fuelling me.

[funkyplantguy]

Maybe Permit Manager Cub giving Mumbo special treatment because he likes him? (Bonus if Grian is a little jealous in the background xP)

ohohohoho...yes...incredible, thank you very much... - mumbo liked to think that he was a man who had a fairly standard daily routine.

most days, he started his day off with breakfast. usually an apple (golden), or some other piece of fruit or bread - something easy to eat quickly and on the go. he was a very busy man, after all - he had quite a few farms and projects that he needed to check in with on a regular basis, and one very pesky neighbor who seemed intent on derailing him at every step. (not that he minded. it was just grian, after all - and who was he to deny grian?) next usually came lunch, then the afternoons were typically spent goofing off in some way or another with grian or scar or any one of the assorted hermits he called family. then dinner (mumbo staunchly believed in three full meals a day), then a quiet evening tinkering around in his base until it was time to call it quits for the night. pretty straightforward, all things considered, with only the occasional event or festival to derail his carefully laid out plans.

nowhere in his routine was getting practically eye-fucked by cub as he sat, squirming awkwardly, across from him at his desk, but hey - mumbo could be flexible! he could allot time out of his day for...whatever this was.

what this was, grian had explained earlier, in a huff of bristling feathers and irritated whining, was a negotiation. grian wanted a raise - that is, to be paid at all for the "very important work" he was doing as the assistant to the permit office manager - and for some reason, he thought bringing mumbo along would help him plead his case. unfortunately, all it had seemed to do so far was distract cub. "mumbo? mumboooooooo? mumbo, you in there? hello? anyone home?" mumbo jolted, banging his elbow (quite painfully, thanks for asking) on the desk as he wrenched around to look at grian. his face flushed a deep red as he was met with both grian and cub's direct attention - though varied, in the expressions adorning their faces. grian, for one, looked furious - earwings fluttering in irritation as he stared at mumbo incredulously. cub, however, looked deeply, concerningly satisfied, and not at all like he'd been paying a lick of attention to what grian had been saying, either. "are you listening? i was just telling cub about all the countless hours i spend on making sure that all of the shops in the shopping district are up to snuff, and how just the other day i spent at least 6 helping you restock that god-awful gold shop you have!" that...was not entirely true. mainly what grian had done during those 6 hours was perch on mumbo's shoulder and complain that he wasn't giving him enough attention. but if grian considered that "helping"... "huh? oh, yes, quite." "see?" grian exclaimed, turning back to cub. "he agrees - the work i'm doing here is very important, and deserves to be compensated." cub hummed noncomittally, and mumbo was suddenly drawn to how relaxed the other man looked, reclining slightly in his chair. poor grian. "i don't know, g," he mused, eyes flickering from grian to mumbo, then back again. "i think that mumbo here has just as much of a claim for compensation as you do. he helped you with that sign out front, didn't he?" "the pop-up purge sign?" grian responded, his voice climbing in volume. "the one where he added an ass to your likeness?"

"correct." "i really don't think that -"

"to be fair," mumbo mused, more to himself than anyone else. "it was quite a nice ass." "it was a nice ass. thank you, mumbo." "you're welcome, cub." for a moment, grian just stared at the two of them, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. cub stared back, blue eyes unblinking, as if challenging him to disagree. mumbo, for his part, opted to stare at anything but grian. then the moment had passed, and grian let out a huff, pushing his chair back and standing to his feet. "you know what? fine. compensate mumbo, for all i care. but don't come crying to me when the shopping district goes to shit with just scar and skizz in charge. i quit!" and with that he was off, soaring out the window and into the distance - no doubt going to scar's base to seek comfort (and to complain his ear off for the next several hours). mumbo let out a surprised laugh, then turned back to cub, freezing as he took in the way the other's gaze was now locked solely on him. "so...," cub started, and mumbo felt a shiver run down his spine at the tone. "it looks like there's an opening here at the permit office. interested?"

[daylightdelirium]

daylight. buddy. give me sick atsushi headcanons. please. (I'm writing a sskk sickfic and I want your input. also. how do you think he'd interact with akutagawa while he's sick.) RAAAH TY

- 🌷

OHOHOHOHO yes hello I would be happy to share my brainrot with you

He gets food poisoning like, all the time. Based on that one wan episode, he never wants to waste food due to food insecurity issues so he always ends up eating old things regardless of if it'll make him sick

He usually recovers from illnesses pretty fast because of the whole tiger healing thing, but the short period usually hits him pretty hard

For example, he might only have a fever for like, a day, but it'll be crazy high and he'll be sweating and crying and hallucinating the whole day

Chronic pain king always gets really sore and achey when he's sick. Fevers always make his scars extra sensitive and its hard for him to find a comfortable position laying down 💔

He gets really hot and uncomfortable with fevers too, and any fabric against his skin makes him crazy. Especially with his scars being sensitive just wearing a shirt will feel gross and itchy

He gets stress induced illnesses a lot, especially low grade fevers and migraines (just like me fr). Migraines are really frequent for him since he has enhanced hearing, so auditory overstimulation can be really painful

He also throws up all the time just out of anxiety. Its something he's always done, so he doesnt really think much of it. Constant anxiety tummy ache representation ☝️

With aku its very give or take, it really just depends on the severity of the situation to decide how he'll act

Pre relationship/platonically/rival foe-yay whatever Akutagawa will definitely go the pretend-to-not-care-but-help-through-subtle-actions route, insulting him for being weak while simultaneously bringing him water

Established relationship aku is kind of hot-and-cold with him. I've talked about it before but I think with any non-serious illness he'll act really exasperated and make fun of him

With serious illnesses he gets crazy soft. Distressed weretiger absolutely melts him. He pulls out those old-fashioned petnames and is totally bent to his will. He becomes a housewife in an instant and does literally anything he can to make him feel more comfortable

The moment atsushi is better though he'll pretend like it never happened

Atsushi's always really anxious about letting Akutagawa take care of him, since he knows it'd be 10 times worse for him if he caught it. Sometimes he tries to hide from him (in which case aku will just break into his dorm. There is no escaping him)

[isa-ghost]

Would go crazy over any q!phil hc's, but may I request some about phil's harem I mean qsmp server polycule?

OHOHOHOHO YOU'RE INDULGING MY STUPID SILLY HAREM. YESSS.

Previous qPhil Headcanons

SO ANYWAY. QPHIL AND HIS INNATE TALENT FOR PULLING BAD BITCHES ON ACCIDENT.

Reiterating initial mentions of this for context:

--He's married to the Goddess of Death (Kristin) and Missa (a reaper). He's also fuckbuddies with Fit (no one can look at their interactions & tell me there's no homo there) and Etoiles. Strictly fuckbuddies; Fit has something blooming with Pac, and Etoiles is aromantic. --Everyone who Knows(tm) about the polycule has turned calling it a harem into an inside joke they only reference when Phil either isn't around or isn't paying attention enough to be like WHAT. --In fact, it's unfolded into a sort of joke folklore around Phil made up by the islanders closest to him that he has this inexplicable charm to him that makes any man-attracted person weak in the knees. (Baghera totally started it. Cellbit, Foolish, & Fit perpetuated it & it spread from there) --All this fruity silliness in mind, I have no fucking clue what queer label I'd slap on Phil, if one at all. Part of me wants to claim him as pansexual bc I'm Pansexual So Therefore So Is My Cubito + the way he'd explain how he experiences romantic & sexual attraction is exactly what I described *my* exp as in high school and my friend was like "yeah that's pansexual." But I also feel like Phil's the kind of guy to purposely not define his sexuality & remain an enigma both as a "mind your business" & a "It's Funny To Not Elaborate" thing. (As of rn I'm rolling with "he's pansexual but in a font you've never seen before")

S O

Obv Mrs. Goddess of Death Kristin came first, she's been with him since long before Quesadilla Island. Strangely enough, she can't recall too much prior to the island just like Phil, but there's no way the Feds know she exists let alone know how to fuck up the memory of a deity. But yeah, she was his first & is his ONLY romantic dynamic within his weird polycule

She's an avid fan of Phil being his best unintentional whore self with them nice ass shoulders on display all the time and that accidental man magnet charm. Loves watching him pull bitches nonstop without even realizing. And loves watching him be a total fruity dork with his besties. She knows if Phil was forced to choose ONE person out of the polycule to be monogamous with forever, he'd pick her. She's not worried at all about his yaoi island adventures

Next came Fit. Hough, what a man. They WERE, until recently, strictly fwb. They fucked nasty behind that gym and I'll die on that hill. The way they talk to each other sometimes? Big boy?? FitMC people are watching?? They fucked behind that gym. Their fwb was called off as soon as Fit got serious with Pac though. Phil was totally chill with it & actively encouraged it. He loves seeing Fit so invested in the romance he's got blooming. They're still more than friends, not lovers, but a secret third thing, the sexual aspect was just removed from the equation. Truly the most QPR of the polycule

Then came Missa. Oh Missa. Their dynamic IS platonic like Phil has stated & restated countless times, but Missa has a (not yet brought to Phil's attention) massive romantic crush on him. He hasn't spoken up yet to keep their relationship from getting rocky at all. But tbh that prob won't happen. They're platonic in the Kiss The Homies way. So what if they make out sometimes and are husbands? So what if they go on adventures that could be considered dates by some? They aren't a romantic relationship, even if Missa secretly kinda wants to be.

And finally, aromantic king Etoiles joined the fray. He and Phil started out as friends and that has Barely changed if at all, but sparring matches get a little too homoerotic sometimes and neither of them can resist the other when they're popping off extra hard. Things have. Escalated a few times. If yknow what I mean. Of all Phil's harem members polycule partners, he & Etoiles have absolutely ZERO emotional investment in the Spicy(tm) things they do together. It's simply a very intimate way of showing each other their respect & admiration for the other. What they have going on is a "*spanks you* good game, let's hit the showers team" kinda deal. They're the type of mfs to finish in bed then shake hands like "gg." Casual sex is >>>> to these two, but it happens waaay less between them than it did Phil & Fit, Fitza was habitual. Codebreakers is a once in a while thing

Btw once Fitpac gets more stable together and whatnot, Fitza could potentially reignite with Pac's consent. That's the key to healthy poly, all parties are informed & consenting. Pac would be like. An honorary harem member. He & Phil would have absolutely 0 intimate relations, they're strictly friends in the most basic sense of the word. They just also fuck the same guy (& would totally talk about it together if alone)

Phil sometimes tries to gauge if Missa only likes men or if he likes women too. If he does, he's going to ask if he'd like to hear about his lord & savior, Big Woman(tm).

Etoiles has 100% asked Phil who fucks the best out of the polycule bc like everything else, it's a competition & he Must win, he Must have the best dick game. This amuses Phil very much

*incoherent but clearly passionate noises about how Phil hasn't done anything spicy with any of the polycule in a hot second because of Ender King Situation stress*

GOD he wants to open up to them about it so bad. Like yeah he did w Fit that one time but he didn't go into detail and hasn't said anything since and bc Phil is an idiot that feels guilty easily, he doesn't want to tell Fit more atm bc he doesn't want to dampen Fit's high spirits or take away his time with Pac

OK BUT CONSIDER: POLYCULE GROUP EFFORT TO GET THROUGH TO ENDER KING POSSESSED PHIL AND HELP HIM FIGHT OFF EK'S INFLUENCE. OUGH.

Phil attracted all four partners with his raw skill and talent btw. If you even care. Literally was just going about his business being himself and it bagged him three dudes in addition to the literal goddess he already had

Although his feelings are platonic, Phil is attracted to Missa because Missa is a) the other father of his children and b) such a genuine and sweet person. And funny, even if a lot of the times the reason he's funny is bc he's like 2 seconds from having a stroke over whatever shit he missed hitting the fan this time

Phil is attracted to Fit bc. Well. That's FitMC of 2b2t, baby. Raw skill and talent sees raw skill and talent. Fellow anarchist. Also muscles. And that razor sharp stare. Fit's just dreamy as hell ok, let a man drool a little

Phil is attracted to Etoiles the same way he's attracted to Fit, HOWEVER, the reasoning is different. Etoiles has raw skill and talent, but it's the way he wields it and demonstrates it that makes Phil wanna act up. Also Etoiles is fucking hilarious. Who can resist a good sense of humor? Those dramatics make Phil swoon

[slocumjoe]

how would fo4 crushing companions react to an unintentionally touchy sole? for example they hold their hand without thinking when leading them somewhere, lean slightly against them while waiting, etc

(also if you dont mind could you write the one for x6 post railroad ending instead of sole being director?)

ohohohoho yesssssss

I love prompts like these because I get to inflict suffering

Companions (most of which are touch-starved) react to a touchy-touchy Sole

Cait; At first, totally thinks Sole is just fucking with her, like...teasing. So even if she's initially startled everytime, quickly recovers. Might respond with her own, rougher touches. Sole gently puts their hand on her shoulder, she gently punches theirs. She's conflicted on it, though. Obviously, being touched is a bad thing in Cait's book...but Sole is a good thing. So...what's she supposed to think, here? She does find their sudden clingliness cute. Teases them for it.

It's not until she processes that Sole is touching her that shit hits the fan.

Okay, shit, Sole is touching her. Holding her hands, pressing up against her. Okay. Fuck. What does that mean? Is it flirting? Shit way to flirt, if they want to get going in the sheets, they should just say it. After This Moment, any touch is going to be like a flashbang to her. Might start leaning away. She's confused now, she isn't sure what this is or what she wants from it.

Curie; Crushing or not, really likes the touchy-touchy! It's new sensations for her synth body, and Curie is touchy with everyone. Getting to be touchy-touchy with her favorite person? Wonderful! She lavishes in the affection and probably returns it tenfold. If Sole brushes hands together, she'll grab theirs and hold it tight. Curie isn't a shy person. Her stomach might be filled with butterflies, and her heart does some weird stuff, and she loses all control of her facial expression, but Curie is Curie. She lacks the mental illness nerf everyone else has. There will be a moment where she questions the intentions, and she'll be sad at the thought of Sole not meaning anything by it, but Curie is nothing if not optimistic.

Danse; If you listen carefully, you can hear the Windows shutdown noise. Danse all but lives in a giant metal husk. Even if he didn't, people don't touch him anyway. So. Sole? Touching him? He bricks. Hard system reset, absolute crash. Shit is frying up there in that thick skull.

The second time it happens, the Reaction is worse. Third time, Worse. This multiplies until Danse starts getting used to it. Does that mean things go well for him? No! This is Danse, here! He convinces himself they don't mean anything by it. Even if they did, which they don't, nothing could happen. He's either their C.O, or a synth. And besides, they deserve better anyway. Danse doesn't think highly of himself, and he never has.

No matter what happens, he lets Sole do whatever they please. Danse is a teddy bear thats never gotten to fulfill his function as a teddy bear. He'll be dammed if he ever admits it, but good God, does Danse need it. It's a rush of euphoria. This man has been kept in Power Armor for years. And it's Sole. If they went octopus on him and didn't let go, a part of him would be screaming, yes, but everything else would be melting, too relieved to protest.

Deacon; Fully leans into it. Thinks their touchy-touchy is funny, even if he's freaking out. Will walk while dramatically swinging their hands around. You know couples at amusement parks? Or, really, couples in any public setting? He does that. And thing is, Deacon is not a touchy-touchy person. He'd rather not, actually. But Sole likes it, and the dirty looks they get from people when Deacon is condemning Sole to the Couple Shuffle (iykyk) is too good to pass up.

Internally worried, obviously. Again, mental illness nerf. He would like touching Sole in a more...personal way. Not sex, just...it's the intention. Holding hands is one thing. Holding hands with a friend is another. Holding hands with a partner is a whole other beast. But Deacon isn't sure he'd actually want to pursue anything. Ideally, he'd stop this, keep his distance. But also ideally, he'd knock his own shit off and just be upfront...he's not too keen on either idea. Hey, what if we give each other piggyback rides?

Gage; Also goes Nope, but his nope goes in several directions, compared to the other Nope's. Gage doesn't trust like that, for one. It's different with Sole, yeah, but whenever Gage is presented with something new, he throws all the caution he has at it. He trusts Sole. He thinks them his better half, his partner in crime. But...this is weird. Objectively. Touching a guy like Gage is a weird thing to do. Once he picks up that they don't notice they're doing it, calms down. Then panics for a completely different reason.

Why the fuck is the Overboss touching him?

Gage starts doing the math. Okay, maybe they're just touchy when comfortable. That doesn't mean anything. It's definitely weird. But why are they touching him? Gage isn't the most cuddly person. That's what the fucking rusty spike armor is for. Sole doesn't care. Sole presses into him, brushes their fingers against him, puts their bedroll next to his. Are they...like...anxious, or some shit? Is this a Symptom? Should he be worried? Where Danse has Windows shutdown, Gage has a few notes of the Jaws theme.

At no point in this process does he allow himself to think about how it makes him feel, because Gage has better shit to do (no he doesnt), he doesn't feel anything for them (yes he does), and even if he did (he does), Sole doesn't mean anything by it (Sole has been flirting with him for weeks).

Hancock; Honestly, Hancock started touching first. He's a physical guy. So, Sole also being touchy-touchy doesn't phase him. He's certainly happy to see that they feel comfortable with him, and want him close, but for once, Hancock doesn't suffer the mental illness nerf.

YET. Because whoops, once he examines why Sole might be touching him, we're off to the fucking races!

When people touch Hancock, they're usually hinting at something. Sole either is, or isn't doing that. If they are, Hancock has to consider if he goes down that path. Do they hook up? Hancock would prefer more than that. What if Sole does too? Okay, does he even deserve Sole? Back up, now. Say Sole isn't trying to get in his pants. He still wants them. They're dangling right in front of him, and he can't have them. Youch. Does he stop touching them, ask them to stop touching him? Should he take what he can get?

Ah, hell.

MacCready; Much like Hancock, probably started touching first. But, MacCready's touchy-touchy is more like Cait's. Playful, teasing, that thing. Shoulder-punching, flipping their hat, maybe even tickling if he and Sole are really close. MacCready has issues, but not the kind that, like, Danse and Hancock share.

Oh man, Danse and Hancock would hate to hear that. I should really write that comparison essay.

Despite this, once Sole starts touching him just to touch, the play-fighting stops. He likes them, and they're giving some signals that they like him. So, he might start returning the little touches. Not intentionally, either. Reach over and wipe dirt off their face, slip ammo into their pockets, gently bump them to get their attention. The only companion who doesn't read into it. He doesn't really notice it at all. It just starts happening, and later down the line, after he and Sole get together, does he think about how natural and normal it is to touch them and be touched.

Nick; I don't think Nick has a ton of sensations. At least, not in his body's current state, old and torn up. He'll notice Sole touching him, but he can't really feel it. You'd think that would lessen the agony.

Nick wants nothing more than to not be in this body, but he's kind of stuck. And Sole keeps touching him, in this body that he can't feel them in. It's like big glass wall between them. He can feel them touching the glass, but not their hand. Whereas everyone else gets the benefit of contact, Nick only gets reminded of what contact might feel like.

It's like a theater performance, mimicking something from the past. It doesn't help that all of those memories of touch are of Jenny. Thinking of 'your' dead fiance when your current flame is touching you is not a good omen for starting a relationship.

Honestly...I think Nick wouldn't want to be touched. He wouldn't turn them away, tell them to stop, because they're seeking comfort. But he couldn't enjoy it. Not physically, and so not emotionally.

Piper; Piper isn't touch-starved, averse, or deeply insecure like other companions. So, she has a pretty normal reaction. Piper pauses the first time it happens, and has that moment of 'omigosh they touched meeee'. Feels really stupid for it. But she's a young woman in love, damnit, if she has hearts in her eyes for while after, following Sole like a lost puppy, that's her business.

Piper knows that Sole is doing it subconsciously, but she also takes little steps forward herself. So, she might, say, play with their hair absently, or ask to braid it. Or offer to do their makeup, if they wear any. She might fix or adjust their clothes/armor if it needs it. Little touches with the benefit of the doubt. If Sole escalates, she's escalating. Will throw her legs over their lap, tuck herself under their arm, come up behind them and rest her chin on their shoulder.

Piper reads into it only a tiny amount. She almost goes crazy over it, but stops herself, realizes that trying to analyze Sole and their feelings is only going to complicate things. So, she just does her thing, and hopes it goes somewhere nice from there.

Preston; Much like Piper and MacCready, has a pretty normal response. He doesn't notice it at first, takes someone else to point out how touchy Sole is for him to realize. Preston is, again, canonically not a touchy person, but Sole's contact is quick and light, so he's not uncomfortable with it. Might even return it briefly, like patting them on the far shoulder if they lean into him.

Interestingly, Preston is the only companion to really think about his own feelings about it in a healthy way. He makes sure to keep himself objective and rational. Okay, he has feelings for Sole. Sole keeps touching him. He would like for that to be charged, but the only way to know that is to ask. Preston isn't ready to ask that, so he doesn't need to worry about it. He can have his feelings without knowing if they're reciprocated. He can deal with it when he's ready.

Look, Preston has put up with a lot of BS in his life. He's going to avoid making his lovelife just as difficult.

X6-88; Sole touches him for the first time. X6-88 refrains from throwing them across the room, as he is supposed to, typically. Sole does it again. X6 refrains again. This continues for way too long without any developments.

X6 eventually stops himself and goes "I should probably think about that, huh?"

Starts with himself. X6-88 experiences physical and mental sensations around and about Sole. That would aptly be considered "having feelings." Is he in...love? How would he know? Maybe its indigestion. Alright. He may or may not have romantic feelings for Sole. That's not helpful. He cares about them, he knows that. But is that the love those Pre-War musicians never shut up about?

What about Sole and their insistence on physical contact? They're a little colder than he is, coursers run warm. They move differently, too, more stilted, there's hesitancy. Coursers move like water, with no pause or consideration. So, even something like a simple tap is alien to him, because he finds Sole completely alien, in this regard.

He's going to try and ignore it until Sole does something else that throws his head all out of wack. But for now, just...deeply confused. Has so much else to process first.

[lucienarcheron]

Ok but expanding on the wingman idea - I wish you would write a fic where the women of Prythian come together to make Elain see reason. Picture this they’re all at some big party with all the courts, and Lucien is BUSY. Elain’s watching while the man is dancing with Nuan, Cressida, Vassa, oh what’s this? Feyre wants a turn with her old friend? Ok that makes sense- wait…Nesta?? But she doesn’t even like him?? Meanwhile Lucien’s just like 🧍‍♂️

Ohohohoho. Do I love this or what!

Elain is trying to ignore these weird... territorial feelings she's getting? Why? Why is she feeling this way? They don't...interact that way. He let her be, per her preference and Elain had certainly never given him any ideas that she felt otherwise.

Not that she'd been able to stop herself from thinking about him before bed. Or how he appears in her dreams. Or how she still hears his heartbeat. She would never tell anyone that she knows exactly when he sets foot in Velaris and is hyperaware of him at all times. No one needed to know that.

He was friends with Feyre. Of course, they'd dance together. She didn't need to pay attention to how they laughed. Or how smooth of a dance he was. Of course, he'd dance with Vassa, they were also close friends. They lived together and no, she was not feeling some kind of emotion associated with the color green at that thought. It was none of her business what he did or where he lived.

But those other women...who were they? Why was he so comfortable dancing with them? She could casually ask Feyre about it later but she didn't want to make her curiosity obvious...but Nesta? Dancing with Lucien?

Why? Since when did her older sister have a friendship casual enough that she danced with him?

Elain was barely thinking straight, running mostly on annoyance when she oh, so, casually bumped into him at the refreshments table and he apologized graciously as if she wasn't the one to bump into him.

"Giving yourself a much-needed boost after all that dancing?" she said, attempting humor but even to her own ears, her tone sounded tight.

Lucien only lifts a brow. "It has been a fun night with friends."

Elain hums, a finger tapping on the flute of champagne in her hand. "Yes, it seems like you're enjoying yourself."

"I am," he said, then tilted his head, watching her curiously. "Is there something I can assist you with, my lady?"

And Elain tried not to shiver at the term he always used with her. Always so polite. Always with manners. An awkward silence filled the space between them and Elain knew Lucien would always work on her pace. He would wait for her to initiate anything more than a conversation — as annoyingly respectful as he was.

Elain pursed her lips and before she could think too long about it, she knocked back the glass of champagne and cleared her throat.

"Are you going to ask me to dance?"

Lucien paused, a slight color staining his cheeks, and straightened. "I would've assumed you preferred I stayed away from you."

The next words slipped out before she could stop them. "I would not prefer that. Especially when you're dancing with every female in the room but me."

His lips twitched and Elain promptly wanted to die. She didn't even like him, right? Why did she care if he danced with her? Why was she even talking to him in such a public event?

But now she had brought attention to it and it seemed like she cared and oh gods, was everyone watching them? She felt herself turn more and more red by the minute, frowning.

"Nevermind. I —"

"I would be honored to dance with you," he said and Elain blinked at him as he watched her with amusement.

"Oh."

"Given that you're dying to dance with me."

"I'm not dying to —"

"Too late, you can't take it back now." he joked and Elain made a noise of protest until she saw the twitch of his lips. He was teasing her, that rake. "I just hope you can keep up."

Her eyes narrowed and suddenly her heart began to pump so very fast. She was going to dance with him. With her...mate. And maybe it was the drinks, maybe it was the general atmosphere of the party, and yes — maybe it was because he was handsome and she wanted to show everyone else exactly how well she danced, that Elain lifted her head, jutting her chin in a challenge and said, "Let's hope you can keep up with me."

[differenteagletragedy]

HI HELLO any thoughts on Hugo and Leland from you-know-where (i may have a type)

As Hugo would say, "OHOHOHOHO"

I love Hugo, but Leland is everything to me. I am as crazy about him as I was about Baxter when I first played Our Life, he is my sun and moon and stars. I will stop gushing but just know that I could go on forever.

Spoilers for the game in case anyone reading hasn't played it!

-- When Leland said he'd never been kissed, he was not lying. So when you finally meet him in person after the study is over, he is NERVOUS. Hands sweaty and fidgeting, he stutters, it's a mess but it's a very cute mess!

-- He did very politely suggest that you don't kiss until you're alone, and when you do, he freezes. That boy does not know what to do on so many levels. Please take the lead.

-- Massive cuddler. But he's an active cuddler too, so if you're doing it while he's awake he'll be playing with your hair, rubbing your back, not trying to be sexual, just trying to be close. The first time you let him be the little spoon he WILL cry.

-- Definitely cries sometimes after sex too. It's just that he's so HAPPY and he never ever thought he would be, and definitely not like this, with another person.

-- I've been trying to figure out the rest of his whole life lol, I think he either gets a job at Ansel's place or something like that, something where he can move up and make a good career out of it but not necessarily something he's super excited about so he can save that kind of passion for other activities, or he does that for a little bit and eventually goes to school to be like a guidance counselor. Even if he doesn't go back to school, I think he would find happiness in helping kids, because no one helped him when he needed it.

-- Keeps the piercings and black fingernails though (and stays a gamer/anime nerd obviously!). He might get a tattoo or two, nothing major. He's a piercing boy! Eventually he does cut his hair (I think the way it is now is the result of a kind of alternative style and him just not really caring) and it looks very nice! Will blush if you tell him it looks very nice.

-- Keeping the gang together after the study is important to him. It's important to everybody, but he puts in a lot of effort to keep everyone close, and he reaches out frequently to check in on everyone. He's very perceptive and can tell if someone is acting off and is extra sensitive if he thinks anyone might be slipping back into that lonely feeling. He puts sooo much effort into this, but if anyone thanks him for it or brings it up directly he'll just hit them with a "lolololol."

-- Ok sorry lol HUGO. He moves in with you after the study is over, and spoiler alert, he's never moving out. He'd definitely offer when he gets back on his feet, but he's just so much fun to have around, why would you want him to leave?

-- The silliest boy. Just the absolute silliest. Will do anything for a laugh, almost literally. Especially if you're sad and he's trying to cheer you up.

-- He said that he's shy in person and he is! When you first meet it takes him a little bit to adjust, but before long he's his loud, silly self. You're going to have to watch him though, because at first he's going to sort of feel like he needs to earn his keep with you, be entertaining and sexy enough to pay you back for letting him stay with you. Please nip that in the bud and let him know that he can just be himself.

-- So eventually you're left with a slightly milder version of the guy you met that first day in the study. He's still forward and friendly and flirty, but he's more relaxed about it. He's not trying so hard to be the life of the party, he just naturally is.

-- Hugo and Leland are besties FOR LIFE. Everyone stays friends, but those guys are so tight. If you get married to one of them, the other will be best man.

[pikmininaplane]

Fit lore!! I’d love to hear about your thoughts for Phil figuring out fits secret if you’d like to share, the same thought has been floating around in my head as well lol

OHOHOHOHO friend I love you /p I'm putting this under a read more because I. Ended up writing a lot more than intended–

So the thought came to me the day before Fit's lore, when Fit asked Phil if he'd be there the next day. Obviously it didn't mean anything else than "will you attend the event/will I see you tomorrow my friend ?", but my brain immediately went "what if Phil was involved in Fit's lore"

This, combined with the fact that I've been hoping someone would find out about qFit's secret or at least get sus of his behaviour, led me to believe that qPhil would be the best person that could find out about it, actually

'cause like– first of all, qPhil is probably the person qFit's closest to, without counting Ramón or any of the eggs. I mean, he's friendly towards most people, and gets along pretty well with qBad, qPac and qMike, but qPhil has literally given qFit access to his eggs' bunker, which, to my knowledge, he'd only given to qMissa and qWill, the fathers of said eggs, before. qPhil, who would probably have earned the #1 paranoid dad crown if qBBH hadn't been around, fully trusts qFit with his children.

And like I said, I really want someone to find out about qFit's secret, but like. Wouldn't it be more interesting if it were someone qFit is close to ? Someone qFit trusts, but also someone who trusts qFit ?

Also, as much as I want someone to know at least part of the truth, I don't want everything to be revealed to everyone yet, and I feel like most people, if they found out about qFit's secret, would reveal it to the others – some others, at least. Would qCellbit or qMaximus hide it from the Ordo Theoritas ? Would qBaghera, qForever or qBad hide it from each other ? Would the people actively investigating the island keep the existence of a third, unknown party to themselves ? Well... maybe. That is up to discussion. But they'd want to tell, at least, and that's not what I wish for.

Now qPhil ? qPhil is a lot less involved in the lore, or even in the RP itself (no shade, I love ccPhil, his character and the way he plays him) – he isn't even part of the Ordo Theoritas. He's not really interested in solving the island's mysteries – his priorities lie with the eggs and their safety.

I truly think qPhil would be a friend qFit could confide in. Because let's be real, qFit could probably use one – mans has been lying to everyone on the island for months, and the only one that knows part of his secret is Ramón, his 3 months old child, who he hasn't even told everything. Between that and the growing pressure (for real, what's with the cats appearing around him,,) qFit is under, he can't keep it all to himself forever.

I don't think qFit would tell him himself, though – and neither do I think qPhil would ask. I mean, even if he thinks qFit's chat messages are suspicious, he isn't the type to inquire about it.

... But accidents happen, y'know ?

[As he jumps down the elevator shaft, Phil can't quite shake off the feeling that something's wrong. That whatever Fit's doing down there, it isn't any of his business, and he should probably just go back up and tell Fit to meet him at his gym, or anywhere, really.

But, well. He's already there. Might as well go further.

The trail of torches leads him deeper and deeper, until it finally stops, in a tunnel like any other. But Phil isn't a fool. He can hear the faint tapping of keys.

It only takes him a few seconds to find the hidden entrance.

Fit stands up as he comes in.

The room is small, barely big enough to breathe, and dark. Its only light comes from the computer screen sitting on the wooden desk, in the middle of the room, between the two men.

Neither of them speak.

Phil can see the thoughts flashing behind Fit's eyes. He's certain of it now, he's found something he shouldn't have found, and Fit has yet to decide how to react. Unconsciously, his hand has moved closer to his trident; consciously, Phil prepares himself to grab his sword.

But Fit doesn't attack. He simply places his hand in front of himself and gives Phil an awkward yet friendly smile.

"Hey, Phil ! Didn't expect to see you there... !"

Phil wishes he could just return his smile and pretend like nothing’s wrong. Ignore what he’s seeing and go back to Chayanne and Tallulah.

... but it's a little too late for that, isn't it ?

"Oi, mate," he calls out as he crosses his arms. "What are you up to."]

... something about leitmotivs and Phil finding out people's secrets by walking into their secret underground rooms...

So yeah, TL;DR: I want someone to find out about qFit’s secret because it’s a shame such a huge share of the lore is kept, well, secret, and I think qPhil would be a perfect first confident because they’re really good friends and he wouldn’t just tell anyone :] Plus I love their relationship and I’d love to see it being explored more please I’m begging

(Also I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one who's been thinking about it and I'd love to hear your own thoughts if you're willing to share them 👀)

[smiley-star]

Magic Surprise Attack

Mikey's gotten pretty good at his mystic abilities, and decides to use some on Leo.

(tw: tickling (sfw, as always, tce$t and feti$h ppl DNI. THIS AIN'T FOR YOU.)

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Mikey🧡

Leo had been chilling on the couch, idly scrolling on his phone and humming every now and then.

He'd been distracted by the random posts that he didn't notice the faint orange lights that began to surround him.

At least, not until the lights formed something physical that immediately jabbed his side.

Leo yelped, dropping his phone and jumping away. His eyes went huge as he saw what jabbed him. It was an orange, see-through/ghosty hand that was floating. It was three fingered and ended a bit above the wrist.

“What the fuHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo squealed as a hand behind him started tickling his other side, “Wahahait-! Thehehehehere’s more!?”

Multiple glowing hands appeared around him, there had to be at least a dozen and Leo gulped nervously.

“Whahahat is this!?” Leo giggled as the two hands from before continued tickling him, and the other hands began coming closer, “Wahahait! Nohohoho!”

The hands moved closer slowly, all wiggling their fingers and making Leo laugh harder from anticipation and as the two hands tickling him started scribbling harder at his sides.

Suddenly, two of the hands shot out and grabbed his wrists, then lifted his arms, making him squeal as all the others rushed forward and began mercilessly tickling his upper half.

“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT!” Leo squealed as the hands covered his plastron. There were at least three on each of his sides, two tickling his tummy, one in each underarm and two tickling random spots on his plastron.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHHH HAHAHAHAHA!” Leo shrieked, kicking his legs and squirming and trying to yank his arms free.

As he squirmed, the tickling got stronger, each hand doubling down and wiggling even harder. The ones on his tummy tickled the hardest, making Leo squeal.

The two random moving hands joined the ones on his sensitive tummy, immediately tickling and making Leo shriek.

“NAAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!” Leo screamed, cackling and thrashing, “HEHEHEHEHE!! TOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHHCH!”

But the hands didn't listen, and Leo cursed his big mouth for making it worse as two hands moved from his sides to tickle at his tummy, making him squeal and shriek with laughter even louder.

You see, Leo was basically a walking tickle spot, but he had some areas that were way more sensitive than others. His sides, thighs, knees, but his tummy was extremely sensitive.

Obviously the hands had figured this out, as they wiggled and scribbled mercilessly. Some moved faster and tickled harder, while others tickled gently and almost feather like.

The hands eventually spread out and moved back to their original spots, making Leo shriek as the neglected areas were tickled again.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo cackled, thrashing and moving as the hands tickled relentlessly.

Like before, all the hands suddenly moved, but they divided up into each of his sides and all began tickling harder at the same time.

Leo shrieked, “WAIHAHAHAHAHT! OHOHOHOHO MIHIHIHI- GAAHAHAHAHAHASH!”

The hands engulfing his sides tickled harder and harder as Leo thrashed and arched to avoid them.

“TOHOHOHOHI MUHUHUHHCH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, thrashing as the fingers wiggled relentlessly against his smooth sides, “HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The hands continued tickling, torturing Leo as he cackled and snorted. His eyes went huge as he saw more hands appear.

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed as the five hands that formed all started tickling his tummy, “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!”

Leo squealed as the hands kept tickling, thrashing and kicking his legs as they didn't stop. Two hands began tickling his underarms again, making him shriek and the hands on his sides spread out and began tickling and wiggling their fingers at different speeds.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo screamed, squealing as the hands tickling his tummy began doing the same as the ones on his sides, some tickling feather light and the others tickling hard and mercilessly, making the tickling tingly sensation completely different all over.

“RAHAHAHAHHAAHAP! MIHIHIHIHIHI- MIHIHIHIKEY! DEEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” Leo shrieked, calling for help as all the hands started tickling mercilessly again, “HEHEHEHEHEHEHEELP!”

Leo continued cackling and squirming, and he finally heard a sound above his own laughter and snorts.

Giggling.

Leo managed to turn his head, despite how badly he was laughing and thrashing to see Mikey behind the couch, spots glowing orange and his hands glowing too.

The puzzle pieces clicked and Leo gasped, “YOHOHOHOHOU ARE DOHOHOHOINH THIHIHIHIS!”

“Yes!” Mikey giggled, leaning over to tickle at Leo's neck with his own hands, “A tickle tickle tickle, big bro!”

“MIHIHIHIKEY!” Leo squealed, cackling and snorting as all the hands (seriously, there was like twenty now!) converged on his tummy, all tickling and wiggling their fingers.

The tickling was made even worse by Mikey cooing the word, and the hands all pushing over one another just to tickle him.

“OHOHOHOHOKAY! MIHIHIKEY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MEHEHEHERCY! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo screamed as the hands tickled harder at his helpless tummy.

“Okay, okay!” Mikey giggled, snapping his fingers and making all the hands disappear one by one, each one tickling harder before disappearing.

Leo immediately collapsed onto the couch, having only been held up by the hands keeping his arms up, and wrapped his arms around his stomach, laughing and giggling from the phantom tickles.

“You okay, big bro?” Mikey giggled, poking Leo's side and making him squeal.

“Yeahahahah!” Leo giggled, trying to run away the phantom sensation, “Whehehen did you get so good at mahahagic?”

“I've been practicing just for this,” Mikey admitted with a giggle, “I've been in such a ler mood lately.”

“What!?” Leo exclaimed, shocked Mikey had spent so much time training in making physical magic just to tickle him.

“Wait ‘till I tickle your lower half next time,” Mikey cooed, poking Leo's thigh and making him shriek.

Man, as torturous (/pos) as that was, Leo was glad his legs had been left alone.

[galaxytastes]

Okay, but consider... Mystic Messenger main 7, except in Genshin's universe. What visions do you think each of them would have? Or who wouldn't have one, if you believe so 🤔

Ohohohoho, thank you for asking me this! My friends and I have talked about this plenty of times and have come up with vision/weapon headcanons for all of them (including Rika and Vanderwood, of course.) If you think otherwise or want to share your headcanons, please let me know. I love talking about Genshin and Mystic Messenger 🤓

Here they are listed in the order of how I first played the routes <3

Jaehee: Geo bow! She'd be very polite and defensive in her combat style; maybe an off-field support? Her signature drink would obviously be a little latte. Maybe her passive has to do with buffing certain albino actors.

Zen: Hydro polearm. This one was tough and I had to talk to my friend about it a little bit, but I think hydro polearm would suit him best. Graceful, allowing him to use his whole body in combat. He'd be a hypercarry DPS and he'd have a tiny sneeze voice line for when you walk near kitties.

Yoosung: Anemo catalyst. I had an idea that he could have a "game controller" as a weapon, using it to control his attacks from a step back. As much as I know he would love to be a huge claymore wielding knight in shining armor, I'm just being realistic.

Jumin: Cryo sword. Jumin can be confrontational at times and maybe a bit rude, but I think he would be a very meta off-field DPS. He'd have a very princely fighting style, sort of like Albedo's auto attacks. You guys are so lucky I can't draw, you don't know how bad I want to see Genshin Jumin now... I had to pause to daydream for a minute.

Saeyoung: Electro polearm. This one I was a little biased on, because electro is my favorite element and I project onto this loser so much, BUT I genuinely think it would fit him. He could make little gadgets to help him fight or maybe a cat robot... It's hard for me to decide if he'd be more defensive or offensive, because I could definitely see both.

V: Anemo bow. V would not want to get up close and personal when it comes to a fight. As my friend perfectly worded it, "anemo would be great because of how much he blows everyone off." He is flighty, sneaky, dare I say cowardly at times (cough, most the time). He would love a bow; something he could use from far away and behind an enemies back. I think he would definitely have some sort of martyr style ability, like a loss in his HP would boost his own attack or something.

Saeran: Dendro catalyst. Similarly to how Childe switches weapons in his skill, Saeran could switch (Ray and Saeran). He could have a catalyst style flowery attack mode, where the dendro "poison" leeches from the enemy, but also he could switch to a polearm! In this mode, its more offensive and thorny. While I completely agree with this headcanon, it is not at all my own! My dear friend Breezy came up with this idea and I loved it so much, it became canon to me.

Rika: Cryo catalyst. Rika, like Saeyoung, could absolutely be both offensive and defensive in combat, but I enjoy the idea of her being a dependable support unit. Maybe with a shield of some kind? She'd have the prettiest move set, really angelic.

Vanderwood: I almost forgot Vandy oh my goodness, forgive me. Pyro claymore! I think he’d have some kind of sexy combat style using smoke and he’d work perfectly with Saeyoung, of course. Overload VanderSeven. Something off-field and “undercover”, but he’d hit really hard. Maybe a burst DPS with support capabilities! He’d have like four voice lines about Saeyoung and they’d get progressively more exhausted yet charmed… Love you Vandy

Again, these are all just my (and my good friend's) opinions and fun headcanons. If you would be interested in full summaries of their kits I have headcanoned, I would love to share in more detail :D Thank you for reading!

[loaflovesdoodling]

24 for Sir Pleiades :)))

ohohohoho.... -rubbing hands together mischievously- boy here we go >;)

24: How does your oc handle the death of someone they know?

Oh, after realizing what happened to his mother and father (can't spoil that yet whoops) and watching Dulciana slowly wither away until she passed, I'd say he could never be able to physically and mentally handle any more deaths of his loved ones, at least without going absolutely apeshit.

He'd be absolutely insane, out of his mind, you couldn't recognize him even if you tried; he'd be snappy, irritable, he'd giggle like a maniac for no reason other than pure craziness. All these built up emotions and irrational thoughts he's been keeping in all this time would burst out like water flooding out of a river. God bless that doesn't happen any time soon...

[wulvercazz]

Do you think Grimmjow ever gets flashbacks from the souls he consists of? Like imagine him observing Yuzu in the kitchen while he waits for Ichigo to finish his homework, he's watching her chop something for dinner, then suddenly, just for a moment, he sees a different kitchen, different hands going through the same motions.

And I bet that would freak him out, because that never happened in Hueco Mundo, because duh, there was nothing there to remind him of his many pasts, but the more time he spends around Ichigo and the other humans the more triggers he keeps running into.

ohohohoho dO I ever. I loVE that trope ´w`<33 I even have a drabble I'd originally posted to twt a couple years ago, lemme share~

(it's sort of fluffy, sort of bittersweet<3)

Ichigo may be just a bit too happy about Grimmjow’s new gigai, they’ve been ‘dating’ - sort of-. Mostly, Ichigo's been showing him human experiences and places that he gets curious about. But like this, with Grimmjow walking beside him rather than sneaking about in his usual form, it feels like an actual date.

Walking back to Ichigo's apartment from the mall, after buying Grimmjow some clothes he could use while on his gigai (all because the ex-espada, very rudely, pointed out his were far too tight on him. It's not like he could deny it though, especially after almost getting the most patheticly quick boner the moment Grimm put one of his shirts on.

Walking side by side, the street not overly croweded (which he learned soon Grimmjow preferred) and lost in comfortable silence. It was nice, just spending time with him like this...

Oh?

Ichigo stopped, suddenly realizing Grimmjow wasn’t walking along anymore. A piano.

One of those sitting in the middle of commercial streets and community areas for public use. He watched Grimmjow stare at it with an unreadable expression; one he'd never seen on his face.

~🎵...🎵

Grimm pressed one of the keys a couple times, like he was pondering something. Ichigo would’ve liked to ask. He hoped Grimmjow would let him in on his thoughts; but something told him if he interrupted now, he’d break whatever spell the instrument had put the arrancar in.

~🎵..🎵🎵

Was Grimmjow holding his breath like he was?

Suddenly, blue eyes snapped back to him; almost startled to see him there too, and removed his hand like the ivories had burned him.

“Go for it,” he tried sounding as nonchalant as he could muster, hide the obvious curiosity from his eyes. “Worst that can happen is that you suck at it.” That earned him a scowl and a nice flip off to his face, but if he didn’t make it sound like a challenge... Grimmjow would most likely shy away from it in the end.

With newfound determination, Grimm sat down on the small bench and glared at the keys, like they were offending him too.

Don’t make a sound.

~🎵..🎵...🎵🎵

A couple more notes, the third painfully off-key, making Grimmjow’s scowl to deepen. It was oddly adorable.

~🎵...

He expected another badly placed sound, some more anger after that, and maybe it'd eventually lead to a tantrum. Instead, Grimmjow’s fingers seemed to suddenly remember something the arrancar himself looked surprised he knew. Music — an actual melody, and a damn well played one too.

Ichigo feared his eyes would pop out their sockets from how far they’d widened, barely following Grimmjow’s fast fingers play the notes expertly. Yet, as soon as it started, it ended. He realized Grimm had attracted quite a few people in this short time, and with a small jump and a bunch of out-of-place notes Grimmjow did too.

Ichigo followed him as he quickly stood up and fled, suddenly very eager to get back to the apartment.

“Wait! Grimmjow- I— didn’t know you could do that. That was — amazing , holy shi— mmf!” He rubbed his aching nose; fuck, Grimm’s head was made of lead. “Don’t stop like tha-!“

“I didn’t know either.”

Grimmjow looked disturbed when he turned back to him. “It felt... like I’d done that before.”

Could it be...?

“So... you remembered something from when you were alive,” somehow Grimm’s face only soured further. “That’s... good, isn’t it?”

“I... don’t want to remember...”

~🍃~

[atamascolily]

princess tutu re-watch, episode 17

Evil Raven: where the FUCK is that heart, I'm so hangry right now

Rue: Uhhhh, Princess Tutu keeps interfering, and--

Evil Raven: DADDY DIDN'T RAISE NO FRIKKIN' WHINERS, GET OUT THERE AND BUST YOUR BUTT TO BRING ME MY DINNER

meanwhile, back at the ranch, Ahiru is internally googling "how do I deal with demonic possession?" and coming up with zero hits when she is interrupted by a dramatic dude on a bull. Somewhat surprisingly, the bull is not also a student.

OH SHIT IT'S THIS GUY HAHAHAHAHA

between his declaration that he is "a true prince" and his lackey fanning rose petals around him, he'd fit right in on Revolutionary Girl Utena

Femio (for that is indeed his name): I'm a real Don Juan! Time to up my game and speak mostly French in spite of my obviously Spanish theme!

gosh, Ahiru is spending a lot of time naked in this particular out-of-the-way fountain.

Ahiru tries to convince Rue not to be evil, but their tete-a-tete is interrupted by Femio dancing to "I'm Sexy And I Know It" while his lackey carries a boombox on his shoulder

Rue: Wow, I hate you, great job.

Femio: Ohohohoho, another conquest!

Femio invades the dance studio half-naked and demands a solo, lolololol, and does the Robot and the Electric Slide to demonstrate.

Femio: EYYYYYYYY, MACARENA! stikes a pose

Femio: Alas, I am too avant-garde for this studio--the price of following my HEART--

At the word "heart", Mytho wakes up from his coma enough to sign I LOVE YOU PLEASE SEND HELP before collapsing

everyone thinks Ahiru and Femio should date solely for the drama, lololol

Neko-sensei: Amazing technique, Mytho, but I'd prefer if you survived your next performance.

Evil Mytho drags Rue for offering to get a heart by herself

Rue: Trust me, I have just the sucker in mind

Fakir: WHO KEEPS VANDALIZING BOOKS IN THE LIBRARY?

creepy cryptid at the window: lolololol!

Uzura: surprise drum solo zura!

random megane guy from previous episodes: WILL YOU BE QUIET ALREADY?

(for better or worse, "love-love-zura" is one of the things that immediately comes to mind whenever I think of this show)

Rue's seduction attempt falls hilariously flat because Femio can't handle the concept of monogamy, lololol

Fakir (holding a squirming Uzura): WHO TAUGHT YOU THOSE WORDS, YOUNG LADY?… oh, no, is this Charon's payback for all the times I sassed him as a kid??

Forced to choose between Tutu and Kraehe, Femio.exe has stopped responding. He is trampled by the running of the bulls as Tutu and Kraehe gracefully leap to safety

Kraehe: you know what? Fuck it. vanishes in a flock of crows

Tutu: My work here is done. graceful curtsey

Fakir: where the hell did all these bulls come from?

Ahiru: Literally no idea!

Uzura: RIDE 'EM COWBOY ZURA! Fakir: Ignore her, she's just doing it for attention. I did the same thing when I was her age.

Ahiru re-enacts Mytho's message and Fakir.exe has stopped responding. The bulls shuffle ominously, sensing weakness.

Ahiru: Oh, did I forget to mention, it's from Mytho!

Fakir: Holy shit, do not scare me like that!! I thought I was going to have to deal with FEELINGS!

Mytho: Too bad you didn't have enough… animal magnetism to capture that guy's heart, Rue. *rimshot*

Drosselmeyer: OOOOOH, nice one! Hahahaha, you're so fucked!

[case-57-with-the-enclosure]

Chapter 5!

of lost in the dark (he's got a heavy heart) by @definitelynotshouting!

( 1 & 2, 3, and 4 )

as always, be mindful of the content warnings, we're deaddoving here :] be safe and remember you can always come back- sensitive topics might need some cool-down time and that's perfectly fine ♡

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"Grian remembers those words like a thorn in his heart. Another lie, another broken promise; he's full of them these days."

i need to put him in a sock like they do with cats and cradle him to sleep,, poor little man he's gone through so much.

"In the growing afternoon light, Pearl's profile is crowned in dust and swirling gold motes. She still hasn't taken off her hood; the light catches on a patched seam, almost indistinguishable from the rest except for the dark blue thread that stands out like a neatly stitched scar. Something about it makes Grian's stomach curdle, so he casts his gaze back out the window, tracing leaves with a tight knot slowly gnarling in his chest."

ohohohoho the connection between the recently-patched Broken, its association with stitched scars and Knots,, scratches me brain.

"But the emotions swirling beneath the surface taste like ash, feel like fault lines, and make him dizzy with how fast they roil. Like steam without a pressure valve. Riptides without a shore. Something loose and endlessly spinning, that event horizon he'd felt himself circling earlier, spiraling in until it vanishes to a thin, needle point. Pearl is a maelstrom, Grian the eye, and at some point between his ignominious exit from Hermitcraft and subsequent rescue, they'd become two separate storms living as people."

man i love that Pearl's got just, so much going on he can't even differentiate or pinpoint the feelings- the first time reading this paragraph i had to stop the music and pay it twice the attention, bc it felt like the wind of these sentences was repeatedly slapping in my face :]

"Instead, she shifts, a subtle turn-without-turning, and the corner of her eye peeks out from beneath her hood. A thrill runs up his spine; cloaked as it is in shadow, it appears darker than it should. "Did he now," she says, with a soft, tuneless hum."

ª why do i feel like grian's about to get eaten by a wolf help

" 'Hmm, yeah, and we wouldn't want that now, would we?' Pearl replies, and this time her words hold the same razor edge as a diamond sword. "

funny thing that im This Tense at this but when he and mumbo were fighting i was like yes yes literature anomnomnom- the duality of being scared of conflict ig fjsghdsj

"Pearl cocks her head like a bird, still eyeing him from beneath her hood. Then, abruptly, she turns all the way to face him; the sun strikes her full across the bridge of her nose, slashing a line of gold from temple to jaw.¹ Grian startles, jerking back as if shocked before he can force himself still. Her irises are red.²"

1, beatiful!!!

2, ah shit!!

"A dark red, specifically— the colour of wine, of burgundy. Not the eerie glow of a red life, but something dulled down, closer to natural. Without the help of the sun, they could almost pass as brown— but here, they sear, a mixture of bloodied earth and banked embers.

eating the color descriptions up btw, taste oh-so-good

A trickle of ice flows down Grian’s spine as he stares into them, tracing each weaving vein of stroma, and behind his own eyes a dozen memories drenched in scarlet well up to the surface."

ªªªªªªª *googles stroma* ªªªªªªªªª

"In its place is an expression Grian can't parse beneath the crackling smile; something worn, something weary. Something ready to bite down. "Just checking, that's all. I kinda thought the only thing you ate these days were brains.” "

" “Like a zombie,” Pearl adds helpfully, either unaware or uncaring of the way he’s stilled. She makes a playful little growl in the back of her throat, hooks one hand into a claw in front of her face to demonstrate. None of it— not even the honeyed light slipping in through the window— touches her dark, dark irises."

ok im aware its. a lot to him but me personally, im charmed.

"He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out— Grian lies dead in the water, eyes wide and lips working as the writhing mass of emotions emanating from Pearl solidifies into a single, targeted beam. Like a scalpel cutting flesh, it slices clean through anything Grian could possibly say, stripping him down and leaving him raw, vivisected, on the table."

vivisected is such a good word,,

"The raging star in his chest bursts, igniting coal and ashes and flaring embers, and Grian's voice rises with the conflagration. "I WAS STARVING, PEARL!" he shouts, and his ears ring with the echoes. It's an admission he's made before, but not with such force. Grian snarls, chest heaving, wings clawing desperately to rise up and mantle, make him look large. "I've been starving this entire time! From day one of Hermitcraft, I was starving to death, and not one of you even tried to notice!" A sharp spark of pain needles into his palms; it takes him a moment to realize his hands have released the blanket to curl into fists, nails biting down hard enough to draw blood."

YESSSSS EXPLODE LIL BIRD BOY !!!!!!

"His red lives had always been consumed with a haze of blood, of aching, of thirst so potent he could drink and drink and still be greedy. If loneliness had often kept him company, he’d been too busy chasing death to see it."

!!!!!!!!!! If loneliness had often kept him company, he’d been too busy chasing death to see it!!!!!!!!

"(Except once. In a desert with nothing but echoes and a body still bleeding out on the sand behind him: he’d been alone, then. And he’d choked on it, suffocated; teetered between two gravities before tipping his center to the one that promised home, in any form or fashion. Anything to escape the shackles he himself had crafted, had burdened himself with. Grian remembers that. And Grian will do everything in order to forget.)"

i,, i need a moment to curl up and perhaps cry a little

"I'm fine, stop trying to babysit me, and let's all focus on getting Grian—" His voice cracks on the last syllable; Mumbo has to clear it a few times before continuing, rough and uncoordinated, "Let's just focus on getting Grian better, so then we can take him home.""

:C <3

"Scar winces theatrically. "Mumbo? Yeah… not sure what's gotten into him, poor guy, but he hasn't been acting like himself at all. He's been all sorts of crazy since yesterday. Oh! But don't you worry—" Scar's stiff smile melts into something a little more genuine, rounded at the edges; his gaze is warm, sparkling, as he lifts one hand to hesitantly place it on Grian's forearm. The contact burns right through him, but Grian doesn't flinch; this is Scar."

grian-centric fics got me sighing and twirling my hair at this man honestly- lord have mercy it is contagious

"One promise, he thinks, with an edge of desperation so urgent and pleading it resounds through his head like a scream. Just let me keep one promise before I go. Please."

WELP orz

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Closing Thoughts:

:C i am emotionally devastated

can't wait !!! to read how it progresses!!!!! im very curious about the potion-plan, if he's gonna get close to fully putting it in motion or if he's gonna have a bit of an eye-opener in the following chapters.

also fascinated by the use of the comms, they're one of my favorite things about minecraft fiction! how much are they responsible for? if he doesn't have an inventory without them, can't see the chat without them- i need to design little technologies for my comics asap

overall: devastated and inspired, 10/10