#he's a bit wonky but i'm proud anyway :)

[smile-files]

here are the plushies i made for my brothers - bot and the announcer!! now that they have been gifted i all happy to share them with you all :)

[forestwhisper3]

I'm a bit behind now, but here's day 3 of Risecember:

The theme was "Elf," and who better than Donnie? After all, elves make all the toys.

(Who knows what this mad scientist has made for his family, though)

Day 4 is the one I need to catch up on, and since it's 1 am now, I need to do day 5, too. But I'll catch up.

[mygod-itsfullofstars]

The Spirit of the Surge

The swirling depths of your

Somber ocean eyes

Haphazardly, harrowingly.

They follow me from coast to coast

Aboard the haunted vessel I forged

From my very own dreams and dread.

With or without you, I believe that I have gone adrift

And vanished into the foamy marine;

The waves thirstily replenishing around me,

Pulling me too far from the waterfront to see

The cerulean gaze that once pierced my cold, soggy

Waterlogged heart.

Each night I've felt your salty breath grace my skin,

Grasping out for me, yet being sundered by the cruel storm.

Thunder reverberating, lightning electrifying the air,

Terror ringing deep into my hollowed-out bones,

Monstrous fear clinging to my choked throat,

Ensnaring ne like the tendrils of a livid kraken.

Just like you, the sea is beautiful.

But, just like you, she is terrible.

Regretfully, she enacts her vengeance.

She sheds her thunderous tears

And they come crashing into me, striking me right through the heart,

Piercing my heavenly vessel.

She begins to sink asunder

Growing further and further away from the shore

Until we are little bit dirt and debris,

Drifting in the cold ocean current.

Until all that remains is the shivering ghost of my love

And the scorching spite of Kymopoleia.

[ask-the-royal-absol]

(@ask-the-shiny-pokemons) As Rimi approaching the castle, she gasps of how it looks so beautiful. Upon approaching Hope and King Flint, she smiles.

"Heya! It's nice to meetcha again! I'm impressed of how this place looks... Anyways...ya have a family, right?" now she facing the king "Can you tell some of your stories with Hope? Woulda be interestin' to hear them."

King Flint: Of course I have a family. Everyone in this castle is family to me. They've all helped in running this kingdom and raising Hope. The magmar you see there? One of the best advisors I've ever had. Stan the Hitmonlee? Superb bodyguard. Everyone is considered a part of the family.

King Flint: As for stories about my little girl, I have many! The time she got her head stuck in a bush, the time she almost fell into the volcano, that time she almost lost a race to a slugma. The tales I have about my little chic are endless.

King Flint: But the embarrassing ones make you, well, you. They're just as important as your successes. Every part of your life develops you into the Pokémon you are today.

Hope: Please spare me the embarrassment.

King Flint: Alright, alright.

Destino: Coward.

King Flint: Oh? Coward, am I? Need I remind you that I'm in an alliance with your family? Or should I tell everyone here about the shower incident? The evolution party? The talent show? What about the-

King Flint: Let me tell you all about the moment I was most proud of her. It was when she first learned how to write. Now, you can probably see that Hope is one to struggle with certain things due to her lack of arms. To be honest, I never thought it'd be possible. She had to use a scribe for a lot of her younger schooling. You found it frustrating having to have someone write down absolutely everything. One day, she'd had enough. She spent time and effort writing and writing and writing, finding new and more comfortable ways to do it. There were many times you gave up, weren't there?

Hope: Kinda hard to write when you're so behind all of your peers and nobody knew what to do with you.

King Flint: Pretty much. I was told by many of her teachers that she probably would never be able to develop the skill. Legs and feet just aren't designed to do that. She persevered though. I think you were about, what, 12 when you wrote me my first father's day card all by yourself. I couldn't help but cry.

Hope: Cry? You were bawling your eyes out!

King Flint: Hahaha! I suppose I was! I was just proud my little girl had achieved something that no one else thought possible. Sure, your spelling is a bit wonky at times, but I'm still so proud of the progress you've made. Of course, you've still needed your scribe sometimes and we've had to make a lot of adaptations to make things easier for you, but I'm still so proud of how far you've come.

*Destino listened to the kind words Hope's dad said about her. Had they ever received any meaningful praise from their parents? Their dad was one that barely spoke at the best of times. When he did want to talk to them, it was usually about royal duties and doing what's right for the kingdom. Their mother babied them every second she saw them but there was never a time Destino had ever heard anything about how proud they were of them. Was the absol envious of what they were seeing? Maybe a little. What would life have been like if their parents were more supportive of them or even just there for them? For half of their childhood, Destino was mainly raised by the two Bisharps, Roy and Hershel. It was only when they were 10 that their parents decided to take some responsibility for raising them.

Their face turned to a small frown for a second before they quickly corrected themselves. They couldn't show this simple story affected them. Destino wouldn't show any emotions that would make it seem like they weren't in control of themselves and their emotions. Not again. These Pokémon had already seen enough.*

King Flint: Were you born like that?

*Destino moves in between the King and Rimi, looking at him*

Destino: You mean to tell me Rimbo over here is not supposed to look like that?

King Flint: Well, she certainly ain't like any lycanrocs here.

Destino: Wow, I knew you were weird, Rimbo, but this is on a whole nother level. I just assumed this is what your species looked like. No, turns out you're just some oddball. Couldn't be me. Thank goodness.

Hope: Is there anything wrong with Pokémon who are born looking different?

Destino: Of course not. I definitely don't look like your average Absol. In fact, I'm far better than the average. Flawless even. Definitely better than all of you. Guess I was just born perfect.

*Hope, breathing out a sigh of frustration, gives a small kick to Destino's legs. The absol lets out a little scream.*

Destino: How dare you?!

Hope: Oh, I'm sorry. Your incessant voice is just so unpleasant to my ears. I had to put an end to that. Nice scream by the way. Can't wait for that in the training grounds.

King Flint: Hey hey, now let's stop all that. No need to be fighting here. Save it for a more appropriate time. Hope, you know better. And Prime Destino, perhaps you should hold your tongue for now. You're funny but I don't wanna have anything start whilst I'm here, alright?

(1/6)

[rubykgrant]

These are only a couple years old, but with how MUCH I've drawn of them since, and how many things have changed, these feel like they're from decades ago! Well, these were the first really concrete story-related pictures I made with the RVB characters... the first batch is everybody taking off their helmets to listen to messages left behind by Epsilon; the beginnings of me playing around with how I wanted them to look without the armor (except for Lopez, because he IS the armor, being a robot and all). I haven't really changed the way they look so much as I've gotten BETTER at how to articulate the lines and shapes for them. Also, they're all crying because Epsilon got VERY sappy. He figured he wasn't gonna deal with the after-math, so why not just get all honest about how he feels (also, how Alpha felt too). Next bits are the comics, in which the characters process what they all heard, and what it means for them... in particular, Grif finally tries to just plainly state his feelings to Simmons, and as usual, they are NOT on the same page. It goes right over his head. Kai doesn't want her bro to give up yet, but unfortunately, he would rather bury his head in the dirt than EVER try that again. These look PAINFULLY wonky to me now, I couldn't draw that stupid armor, I STILL can't draw that stupid armor, but now I'm better at... translating a simplified version of it? Anyway, they look like Amongus blobs here, and I hate it, but I'm proud of myself for pushing through all the way to finish them! This isn't the end of their fun little story though, I continue with much more fun times for them all in store. This all began because nonsense about potential for the characters, both angsty and happy, was filling up my head, and I had to pour it out before my brain drowned~

[briskalishous]

FINAL ONE BEFORE MOVING ON TO THE NEXT CHARACTERS

This one, I feel so proud you guys. I experimented a bit with the pens I was using and found this much more cleaner than the last two redesigns I did.

I'm a little disappointed with how I did the hair but I'm sure after some time I can get it to look "right". I was going for a disheveled, overgrown type of hair while still staying true to his original design and keeping the bob he has :ooo

I got lazy with his mic staff thing, but I think it was better to keep it consistent and change it in my doodles soon.

Here we see Alastor as we see current, out of hibernation, and pent up as his power cumulated over the years. His appearance has also changed drastically: a more prominent deer nose, more fur growing alongside his cheek, teeth grown semi sharper, broader hooves and more bulked out calves (not muscle yet, especially since all he done is SLEEP and not hit the gym). His skin color complexion has also become more muted as well as his hair/fur becomes more of hell's theme with dark highlights.

With the dressing, I had him in corset and suspenders as hibernation does burn away fat and with no movement really does shit to your spine. So just a silly thing to help with his posture and give the illusion that he's just trying out something new (and definitely not to hide that he's emaciated). Either way, it looks good, so why bother with buttoning his coat. I also did a neck corset as the fur there has also grown out, and I just have this hc that Alastor doesn't bother with tidying himself up as long as he doesn't lose his scary image. Still, he likes to keep his clothing nice and presentable. Especially after the disaster of his first clothing when Alastor landed in hell. Instead, he has a nice layout and vest along with the colors being more darker than the pinkier version.

Also PLEASE ignore the hands I'm so mad about that. I did like 5 poses and adjustments and decided to leave it like that. And the left arm is wonky looking but I was just testing out point of view 👁

Anyways here's the process :D

[boilingrain]

I forced myself to draw a little bit because it's been a while since I've drawn anything (mainly because of lack of motivation), so here's concept designs for Dovewing and Brightheart

Their designs will almost definitely change noticeably whenever it is that I draw them again, these are more of just me getting the basic ideas out and seeing what about those ideas works and what doesn't

I love Dovewing designs where she's got funky looking eyes. Some people looked at the Dovewing Eye Color Debate and decided that her eye color was "yes" and I just love that for her

I definitely knew that I wanted her to have four ears (a mutation in real cats where they'll have extra skin flaps, though that extra set of "ears" doesn't lead to any organs so they technically aren't ears. Also the way I drew it isn't really accurate to how it actually appears irl but shhh creative liberties)

Four eared Dovewing is a fun design, I think :)

While it's not something I've shown or gone into detail about yet (mostly because it's in the Po3 design post I've been making but Jayfeather is really fighting me so that post isn't finished yet), with my designs for the Three, their appearances change a little after they lose their powers in a way meant to symbolize the loss of their powers (if that makes any sense)

I didn't draw it here, but my Post-OotS Dovewing design has her ears kinda torn (something mainly from the battle against the Dark Forest), with her second set of ears (the non functional skin flaps) being almost completely gone. The two sets of ears were meant to be symbolic of her super hearing, so without that second set of ears (without her power) she's just a normal cat, y'know?

Anyways I thought it would be fun if she was a chimera and half of her face (& probably a few patches on her body) was black and the eye on that side of her face was green. To Lionblaze & Jayfeather, it would be a constant reminder of Hollyleaf and how they thought she was the third cat in the prophecy. It doesn't help that the black side of Dovewing's face is the same side that was ginger on Hollyleaf's

Here's a tiny doodle of Hollyleaf's (& Fallen Leaves but he's not important here) design that I've already shared, just so it's more clear what I'm talking about

Also her ears are super fluffy and sort of meant to look like wings and make her look a little angelic

Can you tell that I intend to go nuts with her design lol

Her final design will probably have more white spotting

I have less to say about my Brightheart design tbh

I'm proud of the torn ears, though!

Her eyes turned out a little wonky but that's not a big deal because this is a concept design

The shape of her markings will probably change a bit, but I've basically got her design down pretty clear unless I randomly decide to change something

Anyways I have a bit of a headcanon that Brightbeart used to try to hide the scarred part of her face (through various ways, such as wearing some sort of accessory that at least partially covered her face, hiding partially behind things, and not directly facing anyone) but as she grew more confident in herself, she would show more and more of her face until she eventually just stopped trying to hide her face at all

[ablupen]

Obey Me cast with a child MC <3

As much as I do occasionally simp for the characters, I like soft romance. (If you like spicy stuff though I'm not saying you can't interact with me or whatever- I don't post those stuff but I'm not against y'all)

Anyways, back on topic; .....Obey Me characters as parent figures or sibling figures. Please! Imagine it! That's adorable! In light of that, I have some ✨ headcanons ✨ for each character and a headcanon or two of how they'll act around a child MC about maybe Luke's age or even a bit younger.

**LUCIFER**: He won't directly say it in front of everyone, but he finds MC very cute. He may get angry at his brothers, but will NOT do in front of MC. Lucifer will tell them to wait in another room, then leave and close the door to hang Mammon on the chandelier when MC isn't looking. If someone starts talking to MC, he will glare at whomever is talking to them for a few seconds before looking away, but will ALWAYS keep an ear on the conversation. Very obviously protective parent/brother. He can be kinda strict, but he's also very soft with MC. He knows how to treat children as the oldest brother, after all.

**MAMMON**: At first, Mammon isn't sure what to do with MC. A child? How will this help him? MC's boldness (or naivety) grows on him though, and he'll eventually spoil this child. Like, part of his big spending will go to getting this kid a ton of good stuff. Trending toy? You bet! He'll complain that he's broke later and his ideas of what's good for a kid are somewhat wonky, but he means well. He may even gather the courage to ask Lucifer, Simeon, and Barbatos on how to take care of a child! Least likely to warn people that there's a child in the room when someone curses.

**LEVIATHAN**: If ANY of these people felt the most unprepared, it's Levi. He tries though! Families on animes when they do show up look really happy, anyways! If there's one thing about this though that he's better than Mammon though, is not giving MC dangerous objects. He knows better than that. But he has no idea what he's doing, so he tries to research it, wing it, and see how MC reacts. He was so happy when the child followed him around pretty easily. Gaming buddy, you know? For MC's sake, he's a bit more active, because if he doesn't, he's afraid he'll look boring in their eyes. He introduces Henry 2.0 to MC at some point, too!

**SATAN**: He's a lot more outwardly calm about a human child bonding with him and seems to take it smoothly...... But that's just on the outside. Privately, he's very confused, surprised, and pours some hours into his reading time for learning how to take care of a child. He's the type of care figure to read MC bedtime stories. Absolutely. Also, he knows that Lucifer won't let him keep pets, but if MC wants a cat he'll get them a cat dammit the child wants one. After bonding with MC, he's a lot more nervous about his temper and his demon form (sharp tail), so there are times where he seems to just vanish from the House of Lamentation. He's fine though! He's somewhere with MC to calm himself if that happens. Satan likes to show them pictures of places in a book and if MC says that they're interested in a certain place, Satan will take them there, granted that it's a safe place. If someone says one bad thing about them, or if MC cries, Satan will be on a warpath as soon as MC isn't watching.

**ASMODEUS**: He'd gasp and find MC really cute!! He'd totally take them in and find really cute outfits for them. If they want to, he'd also paint their nails. For the child's sake, he'll tone down his jokes around MC, but a rather dirty one slips out sometimes, and someone will have to either cover their ears or tell him that there's a child in the room. He really acts the most like a sibling or a proud mom. He may also post pictures of MC on Devilgram, too. He usually finds it atrocious, but he'll let MC "make him beautiful"; choosing colors, drawing on him, brushing his hair, you get it. MC is a ball of sunshine to him. Asmo is also very generous with praise.

**BEELZEBUB**: When MC first approaches him, he's confused. Why is a tiny human kid walking up to or near a giant demon of gluttony like him? He's not complaining though. He doesn't have experience in caring for someone much younger than him, but he has experience in general care for someone from taking care of Belphie growing up. Beel is careful to be gentle, and is happy to give MC a lift or a piggyback ride whenever they want to. He'd also like to take MC on food tours to try a bunch of cool foods. Then afterwards, they'll head to like a McDonald's or something and he'll order them some chickie nuggies while he gets a cheeseburger. There were a few times when MC was in danger and none of them realized. Thankfully, Beel has an intimidating appearance, being very bulky and tall (second tallest character), so as long as he's around, simply being in MC's vicinity will keep them safe. Belphie co-parents/co-big brothers MC as well.

**BELPHEGOR**: Ew, a tiny human. That's his first thought. Unfortunately for him, this was a very much innocent child and wow, what a surprise. The child grows on him. During these beginning stages, he tries to ignore MC, but God Dang it. MC follows him around, finding his sleepiness the equivalent of safest. Eventually, he lets MC into he and Beel's room and even sleeps near them to keep them safe, pulling a blanket over them whenever they sleep without one. He'll even temporarily lend MC his pillow, which surprises everyone but Beel. Belphegor finds this to be common sense, but the realization that he might be some sort of big brother/father figure will eventually sink in and he will accept this with a long sigh before smiling fondly at MC. He likes to ruffle their hair sometimes too as a sign of affection, and will let MC hug him to warm themself up. He's a very laid-back father figure/big brother figure, so he often let's MC just do their thing while he naps nearby, but he gains an uncanny sense of when something might go wrong with MC, so he'll wake up in a snap if needed. If anyone other than MC wakes him up, he'll glare at them, but will gently smile if it's the child. If someone tries to quickly wake up MC, they shall receive no mercy (/hj(?)).

**DIAVOLO**: HUGE millionaire father vibes. HUGE. And it's very accurate! Except that he'll actually try his best to spend time with MC! He grabbed the wrong person when doing the exchange program, so he ended up with this human child instead of the young adult he was getting. He very much regrets this. He tries taking MC back, but it's either harder than expected, or the child keeps wandering off. Dia then tries to have the brothers take MC. MC latches on to him instead, and he just gives up because oh my god not the puppy dog eyes. Like what Mammon would do, he spoils MC ROTTEN. Only the best for them. The difference is though is that Diavolo has a better idea on how to treat a child and that he'll probably never go broke. He unfortunately has to work a lot, so there are times where he won't get to see MC. However, he lets MC roam around the palace grounds, granted that a trusted servant watches over them. He'll even pay the servant extra if they do. Either that or Barbatos serves as MC's father figure when Diavolo is busy. This is no problem for Barbs though, because he's already kind of a father figure for Diavolo and Diavolo as a child was even harder. Sometimes, MC likes to just run into his office to surprise him and Dia is very touched, and will both praise them and pat their head, telling them to leave ONLY when VERY nessasary. He's a very loving father figure and likes to call MC "my little prince/princess/royal". Everyone is pretty sure the only reason why he hasn't actually adopted MC is because they had an actual life in the human world and he is trying his best to respect that. Also, btw, I noticed that this section is a bit longer than my other sections, so I think my bias is showing I'm sorry-

**BARBATOS**: Diavolo approaches him shyly one day and asks him to take care of a child while he figures out how to send them back. Barbatos agrees, and he takes to the task of caring for MC rather quickly because dedication. It also helps that he knows how to take care of children because of the Young Master. At first, it was purely dutiful, but it becomes genuine after a while. He's happy to let MC taste test and "review" his food, and one can see him with a gentle smile whenever MC is happy. Barbatos also lets MC join his baking lessons with Luke, which makes both of them happy and Simeon to an extent because Luke is happy. Barbatos is also a very good teacher, and he knows perfectly when to be strict and when to be sweet. He lets MC follow him when he does his chores around the castle and even lets them decorate his "room" with stickers and other things. This is usually considered untidy, but he doesn't care. He finds the decor quite charming.

**SIMEON**: As an angel, he already has a protective instinct, so he was pleasantly surprised and delighted when MC decides to befriend him. He's very happy that Luke and MC kinda click together, and eventually, MC is unofficially adopted alongside Luke. Simeon is very fond of his little siblings/children, and treats them equally while still embracing their differences. You know the way he canonically treats Luke? Same with MC. Sim is most likely to slightly gasp and go "Language, there are children" when the brothers swear and joke. He goes on lots of small walks and activities with Luke and MC and he enjoys every moment of it, being most open about his affection. This section is kinda short because there's already a lot of canon material about his relationship with a child (Luke).

**LUKE**: BESTIES! They're about the same age, and human is much better than demon, so they fit! He and MC do basically everything together! Of course, in this scenario since they're about the same age, Luke's scenario is one where any of the other characters is MC's parent figure. It fits better though if it's Simeon, Barbatos, Diavolo, Solomon, Thirteen, Raphael, or to an extent Lucifer, but anyone will do. Luke and MC will gossip a bit, mostly Luke telling them to be careful for demons, but whomever is MC's guardian will get a pass. If one is a tough situation, the other will be immediate support. The duo love to doodle or window-watch together and everyone finds the two to be adorable. MC is the first or second person to try his food. 🥺. (Short for a similar reason to Simeon.)

**SOLOMON**: MC was probably drawn to him because he's also human, like them. I'm sure some of you are wondering about his food, so there's two scenarios: 1. MC also has a strangely iron stomach like Sol and Raph or 2. People donate food. You choose. If it's the first one, they're as confused as Sol and Raph about why people don't like his food. MC is very impressed with his magic, and Sol enjoys making mini fireworks and bubbles for them. He understands why MC might've befriended him, so he's not as confused about this, but is almost as slow in the head about what's safe for a child as Mammon. If he finds a new spell, MC is first to know about it. If he's busy, Sol will ask Asmo or Barbs to babysit and they agree to, usually. Like Asmo, he's generous with giving MC praise, but in a calmer way. He also gives MC a protective talisman just in case, as well. Solomon adores this child and even made them a few magical items, not counting the talisman.

**THIRTEEN**: Yep, even the currently undatables will get entries. 13 is like "...Is this a child? Seriously?" when they first meet, but finds that MC either doesn't mind traps or enjoys the pranking as well. This means fun! This gains some favor to her. MC may become like her partner in crime whenever they cause mischief. To surprise them, Thirteen may set up harmless traps that shoot confetti or even give them candy! Their reactions are really endearing, so she'll occasionally leave these behind and make it VERY hard to spot since being with her means that they'll gain a keen eye lol. Sometimes, MC will prank her back with the oldest tricks, and she's either genuinely surprised or falls for it on purpose just to get them to laugh.

**MEPHISTOPHELES**: The least willing to look after a child, but Mephisto is a Diavolo stan, so he eventually agrees. He ignores MC most of the time, but will begrudgingly help them out if they get stuck somewhere, partially because of Diavolo, partially because he doesn't want to ruin his reputation, and partially because he genuinely feels bad. He lets MC do whatever as long as it doesn't affect him, but makes sure to follow them so that he can follow orders. If MC likes horse riding, this sparks some interest, and he will bring MC along the next time he goes. Eventually, he'll have more pride in his voice whenever he talks about what MC is up to, even if he'll never completely say it.

**RAPHAEL**: Out of the three newest characters, he would be the most accepting of this situation. He's very curious at first. It's not every day that a normal human child ends up here, after all. He'll take MC along with him whenever he goes somewhere, and slowly becomes fiercely protective with spear ablazing if something might jeopardize their safety, even for the smallest thing because man's not too socially in tune. He may also slowly and somewhat uncertainly give MC headpats as well as a silent "good job" if they tell him something they did. Raph will ask Simeon for advice on how to look after a ~10 year old to make sure he doesn't do anything wrong. He can sometimes be a bit emotionally dense, but he still has a protector's instinct, after all.

[thelaundrybitch]

Little Blue Hearts Update - Chapter 31

Happy Tuesday Turtle Doves!!!

It's been a hot minute.

Fabulous news! My husband passed his civics exam with flying colors! AND he already pledged his oath! I'm very proud of him 🙌🎉😍

As I'm sure you all know, life has been crazy.

And I'm super slacking on writing 😭

Because my motivation is a bit wonky atm.

ANYWAY

I hope you enjoy this next chapter. The ending was quite a surprise - even for me! 😂😘

SO, without further ado...

18+ content - for mature audiences only!

Reblogs only, please!

Little Blue Hearts cover art by the lovely @leosgirl82

Killer Anticipation

It's mid December and the quietly falling snow surrounds us as if the heavens are trickling down from above.

A star shoots across the black sky amidst the rest of the diamonds that continue to sparkle and shine down upon the Earth, happily. 

I'm wrapped up in a thick, oversized hoodie and a Sherpa fleece blanket hangs around my shoulders.

The beauty of the night sky feels seemingly mundane as I sit there with my collection of new friends and Ashley. They are all sitting in pairs, on logs around the fire, very involved with one another.

Ashley and Mike are huddled together under one blanket, flirting back and forth, while he uses horrible yet hilarious pick-up lines on her, making her giggle, his intentions are blatantly obvious - to turn that million dollar smile of hers into a billion dollar one.

Raph and Master Splinter sit together, the giant terrapin fussing over making sure the old rat is warm enough, while he steals the occasional shy glance at the brunette beauty that's sitting somewhat beside him. 

Splinter is clearly enjoying his evening out of the lair, a hint of a smile gracing the corners of his mouth as he observes everyone and everything happening, simultaneously. 

Michelle is sitting with Donnie, but on the edge of their log, closest to Raph. Her and Donnie whispering about something that has him concerned and upset. I swear she turns and glances at Raph, the second he looks away. These two are impossibly adorable. 

I can see Donnie in my peripherals as he steals a glance up at me every now and again with a sad look on his face, eyes full of guilt. He hasn't spoken to me since I woke up a couple days ago.

I feel Leo reach over to collect one of my hands from my lap, and give it a small squeeze. My heart swells at his silent affection, and I scoot closer to his large frame. His hand pulls away from mine and I feel his hugely muscled arm drape itself around my shoulder, his hand landing on my opposite hip. I put my head against the side of his chest as he lets out a contented sigh. 

The fire from the outdoor fire pit, licks and laps at the sky as if trying to mimic the meteor from a moment ago.

The contrast of the hot flames and the cold snow are strangely comforting as I stare off into the abyss, thinking back to a couple of days ago...

"So, wait," I interject, "I've been out for TWELVE WEEKS!" I yell in a panic. "Oh my GOD! I need to call work! and I need to call my MOM! My poor brothers are probably WORRIED to DEATH! AND MY APARTMENT! Oh LORD I've probably been EVICTED! And my stuff was probably SOLD! or GIVEN AWAY! Oh my God so many memories GONE!" I ramble, trying to calm my erratic breathing.

"It's ok…" Michelle starts.

"ITS NOT OK! MY WHOLE LIFE! I...I..." I'm seeing black spots and my head is spinning as I feel the control over my emotions make a mad dash from my body. I grab onto the post of the bed's headboard to hold myself up, so I don't fall. I'm heaving air into my lungs, as I try to think about anything but what I've just been told, but to no avail. A meltdown is imminent.

Michelle looks over to the door, where I can now see Leo. He's standing in the door frame with his arms crossed, eyebrow ridge furrowed as he looks from Michelle to me. He pushes himself upright from his leaning stance and slowly walks toward me, as I bend over, trying to maintain consciousness. 

"Hey," he says softly. I glance up at him, from my bent down position. I can feel his serene energy as he gets closer, and I need him. 

I stand up the best I can, and attempt to let go of the frame, so I can meet him halfway. 

"Oh no, no, no. Don't do that," he says, hurrying to get to me. I listen and hold onto the frame until he gets close enough to hold his hand out where I can reach him. I practically dive into his embrace, letting out quiet sobs, clinging to him like my life depends on it.

The second his arms are around me, everything disappears. The anxiety, the worries, the world.

He feels like home.

"Come," he whispers, "sit with me." He turns us around and sits on the edge of the bed, pulling me into his lap. He wipes the tears that continue to fall from my eyes with his thumb.

"Sorry," I whisper, embarrassed by my inability to keep my shit together. "I'm not normally this... Needy. And emotional," I tell him, my head down as I stare at my hands fiddling in my lap.

He brings my arm closest to his body, up and around his neck, followed by wrapping his opposite arm around my waist to embrace me. I feel him thread his fingers through my hair to the back of my head, pulling on the hair just enough so he can guide my forehead to his lips, where he brushes them ever so lightly. I turn my face up to his and he lands another sweet kiss on my nose.

I swear time has stopped when he pulls away and looks down at me with those devastatingly beautiful blue eyes of his. A hint of a smirk threatening to spill across his face.

I can feel the roughness the pad of his thumb offers as it claims real estate on the small of my waist, under my shirt.

As his thumb tickles and teases the sensitive skin, he lowers his face to mine and rubs his snout against my nose, my breath catching in my throat.

"There's no need to worry, love," he purrs, "you've been through a lot and it's understandable. I'll be right here for you. I'll hold you as long as you want me to," he promises, his lips landing dangerously close to the corner of my mouth, my stomach doing backflips.

Lightly, he drags his lips around the corner of my mouth, until his mouth is hovering above mine. My fingers tighten around the top edge of his carapace and my body presses closer to him on its own accord, the word "Please," barely a breath as it leaves my lips.

"Liv! You're Mom's on the..." Ashley's voice booms, waking us out of our little moment. 

We turn to find Michelle's hand over Ashley's mouth, a huge grin across her face. "You two go back to what you were doing. I'm sure your mom won't mind being called back," she comments, dragging a wide-eyed, slack-jawed Ashley out of the bedroom, and closing the door.

I smile and look down, suddenly shy.

"You should go talk to your mom," says Leo, "she's been really worried about you.

I feel my heart sink a bit, but I know he's right.

Leo's hand comes around the side of my jaw, cradling my face and lifts it upward to his, placing a gentle, lingering kiss on my disappointed pout, and nudging my nose with his snout. Moving my hair behind my ear, he moves his mouth and whispers in a breathy voice...

"There will be more time for us to finish this later."

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You failed me

multiple x gn!reader

word count: 2,524

warnings: cursing, yelling, arguing, death, angst, blood, explosion, the egg (it deserves its own warning)

synopis: you guys failed me(us)

(the lyrics go with each person, might not get everyone, and also xd’s part is kinda wonky)

song: rät by penelope scott

I come from scientists and atheists and white men who kill God They make technology, high quality, complex physiological Experiments and sacrilege in the name of public good They taught me everything, just like a daddy should

Quackity, Karl, George, and Sapnap left you. Your mentors, your friends. The ones who taught you everything you knew. They went to build their little “Kinoko Kingdom” while you stayed in the ruins, the dust. “They’ll regret that.” you swore. You built something better, something greater.

It was called “Las Nevadas”. A place where everyone was allowed. They would remember not to fuck with you. They would soon realize that they should watch their back for the rest of their short, stupid lives.

“Watch out, you guys, I'm watching your every move.”

And you were beautiful and vulnerable and power and success God damn, I fell for you, your flamethrowers, your tunnels, and your tech I studied code because I wanted to do something great like you And the real tragеdy is half of it was true

Wilbur majorly fucked up. He was supposed to be with you to the end, your guys’ country, right? No. He left you behind. He went to find peace, find his heaven, while you stayed on earth, wallowing away until your flesh seeped off your rattling bones, rotting away by yourself, with no one to bare witness.

“Why didn’t you bring me with you Wilbur?” you asked his stupid grave on top of the once L’Manburg. “Why did you get the ecstasy, why do I get the remains?”

“I’m coming for you Wilbur, and when I do, we are going to wreck upon justice on everyone who wronged us, wronged you, they will feel our wrath.”

But we've been fuckin' mеan, we're elitist, we're as flawed as any church And this faux-rad West coast dogma has a higher fuckin' net worth I bit the apple 'cause I trusted you, it tastes like Thomas Malthus Your proposal is immodest and insane And I hope someday Selmers rides her fuckin' train

"Y/n!" Technoblade yelled. "I TRUSTED YOU, AND YOU BETRAYED ME, FOR WHAT, TO BLOW UP A STUPID COUNTRY, A COUNTRY THAT WAS DOOMED TO FAIL FROM THE START." He started to battle you, missing every single swing, blinded by fury.

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE.”

"LOOK AT ME GODDAMN IT."

You looked up at him in the eyes and boldly said, "No, Techno, don’t you see, you’re in the wrong here, you’re the one who betrayed me." You were blinded by friendship, you couldn’t see that Tommy had betrayed Techno, and that what the Butcher Army did to Techno was terrible.

"What do you mean Y/n, you know what they did, they wronged me, they used me, they tortured me, they gave me hell, so I gave it back to them, I destroyed the things they loved, the people they loved, you see Y/n, those who have treated me with kindness I will repay that kindness tenfold, and those who treat me with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends, I shall repay that injustice a thousand times over, do you understand?"

"No I don't, Techno, you can't do this.” you begged. He pushed you out of the way, "Get out of my way Y/n." “No, I won’t, I won’t let you destroy everything we worked for.”

“Well, then I have to fight you.”

And thus the battle began, Swords clashing against each other, blood spilling from open wounds, friends digging each other into a whole both of them couldn’t get out of. Techno was letting you off easy, he knew his strength, he knew that he could’ve beaten you in one swipe, but he didn’t want to kill you.

So when you had the opportunity, you swept from under his feet, and knocked him down. You placed your blade onto his neck, pressing down until a little drop of blood appeared, “Stay down Technoblade, or I’ll do something worse than try to put you on trial.”

He watched as you walked away from him, trying to save L’Manberg from a worst fate than death itself.

“One day Y/n, you’ll see, I’m on your side.”

I loved you, I loved you, I loved you, it's true I wanted to be you and do what you do I lived here, I loved here, I bought it, it's true I feel so stupid, and so used I feel so used

"Why would you do that Dream? You didn't have to do that." you interrogated. Dream had stupidly blew up the community house. You both didn't plan that, he had gone behind your back. "I had to Y/n, you wouldn't understand."

"What do you mean I don't understand, you went against my back, we were supposed to-" you cut off yourself, "Dream, don't you understand, you did something stupid, and what did you get, you got stupid jail." "The reason I did that is because I needed to isolate myself from humanity." he said, proudness lacing his words.

"What do you mean?" you questioned. "If anyone knows I can revive people, I'm screwed, so that's why I need to be by myself, yeah it sucks major ass, but at least no one else will know, well, besides you anyways." "I have a task for you Y/n/n, I need you to find a way to bring Tommy and Ghostbur in here."

"Why Dream?"

"I'm going to revive Wilbur."

I was your baby, your firstborn, the hot girl in your comp-sci class And I was Darwin's prep school dream, bred, born and raised to kick your ass I fell for circuit boards, rocket ships, pictures of the stars If you could only be what you pretend you are

"PHILZA MINECRAFT COME BACK HERE." you were chasing Phil, through the woody forest, covered by oak trees. He had information on Technoblade's whereabouts and you needed it. You chased him with your enchanted netherite armor, netherite sword and axe, and a few op potions. Your goal was to capture Philza and interrogate him on where Techno's place was. The thing was, you were his child. His own child trying to kill his own son.

He felt betrayed, his own child turned against him and their brother, their family. "The Butcher Army must've gotten to you somehow." he thought in his head. Surely, his darling Y/n didn't do it on their own will, right?

He was incorrect, you did it because you believed that Techno needed to be brought to justice, by punishment. You believed that your own sibling needed to die, because he was a "liability" to L'Manberg's growth and future. He needed to die because as long as he would live his long life with his little enderman Edward, retired, he would still cause trouble to everything you, Quackity, Tubbo, Fundy, and Ranboo had built.

He pleaded, "Stop Y/n, you don't have to do this." You argued, "I do Philza, as long as he lives, my plans for L'Manberg will forever cease to exist."

He felt like shit, you called him Philza, not Dadza, or Dad, or anything besides his normal name. "Did I screw something up?" he asked himself quietly under his breath. "Yes you did Phil, you took the traitor's side." you had heard Phil mumble.

"HE'S NOT A TRAITOR." Phil yelled at you. "Yes he is, he deserves what he is about to get, I will say it again, where is his base?"

"I'm not saying, Y/n, why are you doing this, Techno is your own sibling." "He's not my sibling anymore, that stopped when he destroyed L'Manberg, you're lucky I forgived you." you declared.

"Y/n/n, please don't do this."

"I have to Dadza, I can't let him roam free."

When I said take me to the moon, I never meant take me alone I thought if mankind toured the sky, it meant that all of us could go But I don't want to see the stars if they're just one more piece of land For us to colonize, for us to turn to sand

Bad had tried to convice you to join the Eggpire. You had no effect while being next to the egg, and he had to take you out. People who had no effect towards the egg had to be eliminated.

He was creepily following you, waiting until you stopped to get a chance to capture you. He had hope that you did have an effect, that you would join the Egg with him. He didn't want to kill you, you were his best friend, besides Skeppy of course.

"Come back here Y/n." he said. "No chance in hell Bad, get the fuck away from me." "HEY, LANGUAGE!" he exclaimed. "No language, get away from me, you're creeping me out."

He threw his trident, spinning in the air, trying to catch up to your frantic steps. You were trying to get to Church Prime, where no one could kill anyone, hopefully Bad would abide to that rule. You were just about to step on Church Prime when you bumped into a hard, armored chest.

You looked up shyly, and saw Punz, with his red eyes reflecting anger. "Where are you going Y/n?" he questioned. "Somewhere." you blankly stated. You were desperate, you didn't want to die, or anything else that Bad was going to do to you. You tried to dodge Punz, but he placed a hand on your shoulder, "Stay right here Y/n."

"No, get away from me, I don't know what's wrong with all of you, but go away, I don't want anything to do with your stupid Eggpire." He raged, and grabbed your wrist heavily, "DON'T TALK ABOUT THE EGG LIKE THAT, IT WILL TAKE CONTROL OF THE SERVER, AND YOU ALL WILL BE ITS SERVANTS." "LET ME THE FUCK GO PUNZ." you screamed. You were wiggling in his grip, trying to escape his lunatic self.

While he was holding you, you saw two other shadows behind you. It was Antfrost and Bad. "What do you guys want from me, I didn't do anything wrong."

"You are against the Egg Y/n, people who are like you and Tommy have to die."

"Well, I'm not dying today." you murmured under your breath. "What was that you said?" Antfrost asked you.

You smirked, "I'm not dying today, I'll tell you one more time, let go of me."

Bad and Antfrost walked closer to you, Punz right behind you, all of them cornering you into a tight spot. "What you going to do about it Y/n, you're cornered."

"You'll know when they get here, but for now, you better run boys."

'Cause we're so fuckin' mean, we're so elitist, we're as fucked as any church And this bullshit West coast dogma has a higher fuckin' net worth I bit the apple 'cause I loved you, and why would you lie? And then I realized that you're just as naïve as I am Oh, you're so traumatized it makes me want to cry

"Tubbo, don't do this." Schlatt had unfortunately found out that you were a spy, that you were on Pogtopia's side. He had ordered Tubbo to kill you with fireworks, to light you on fire, give you blisters all over your body. "Please Tubbs, you're my friend." you pleaded.

"I can't Y/n/n, or something worse will happen." he whispered to you. "What do you mean?" you asked. "He can-" he trailed off, looking somewhere else besides your eyes. "Tubbo, you don't have to do what that stupid bastard tells you to do, you're your own person, with your own thoughts and actions."

"I'm sorry Y/n, I hope you can forgive me."

"TUBBO N-" you was cut off by firewords hitting your skin, making blisters and burn marks all over your body. You lost your second canon life, feeling betrayed by Tubbo. He killed you for what, a stupid father who never cared about him in his entire life, a father who exiled his friends that actually treated him like a person, and not like some random piece of trash.

You respawned in your bed, feeling bruises and bumps mostly on your forearms and your back.

"I'll help you Tubbo, I’ll get rid of him.”

You dumb bitch I loved you, I loved you, I loved you, it's true I wanted to be you and do what you do I lived here, I loved here, I bought it, it's true I'm so embarrassed, I feel abused

“Come on Y/n/n, come with me.” Punz begged of you. He wanted you to visit the Egg. You didn’t want to be controlled by a stupid omelette. "I'm not Punzo, why are you so obsessed with that stupid thing."

"DON'T SPEAK OF THE EGG LIKE THAT."

You put your hands in front of you, accidentally touching Punz's chest, "Ok calm down buddy." He didn't calm down and instead yelled at you on why you had to join the Eggpire.

"If you join, you will be forever happy."

"If you join you'll get whatever you want."

You were tired of the members of the Eggpire to convince you to join them, you didn't like eggs anyway. "Punz, for the last time, I'm not joining you, stop telling me."

“Then you have to die.”

So fuck your tunnels, fuck your cars, fuck your rockets, fuck your cars again You promised you'd be Tesla, but you're just another Edison 'Cause Tesla broke a patent, all you ever broke were hearts I can't believe you tore humanity apart

“XD!” You were pissed at him, he had destroyed your house, made your friends pissed at you, just everything you liked. All because he wanted you for himself.

He wanted you to be dependent on his every word, and he was being a manipulative psychopath. And you didn’t tolerate that, it was like he was his human counterpart, Dream.

He walked to you with confidence, waiting for to get a hug from you, well, he didn’t get that. You slapped him so hard his head swung to the left.

“WHAT THE FUCK.”

“That’s what you get you stupid son of a bitch. You fucking ruined everything.” “Calm down Y/n/n, what is wrong?” He acted concerned, but you knew that he was faking. He would do anything to get someone’s approval.

“DO YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT’S WRONG, IT’S YOU, YOUR STUPID PRESENCE IN MY LIFE. YOU KEEP ON WALKING AROUND LIKE YOU FUCKING OWN THE PLACE.”

“Calm down darling, just take some netheri-” you interrupted him by slapping the ore out of his hands. “I don’t need jack shit from you XD, you know what, take back the necklace, I don’t want it.” You pulled the shiny, green emerald necklace off your neck, and pulled XD’s palm out.

You placed the necklace filled with memories, and put it on his hand. You closed up his palm, and walked away, leaving XD to his own accord.

“We could’ve had evertything X.”

[anguigenus]

For the Gus fluff thing, how about Gus teaching Mattholomule illusion magic and Mattholomule teaching Gus construction magic? I need this because holy shit that six gun sequel was brutal.

A/N: I was dead tired today but! I managed to write this! This was a very fun prompt and I had several ideas floating around, this one was the first to make it on paper. Also yeah rip, Hand In Bloody Hand still has me absolutely destroyed too (and I'm the author) (or maybe because I'm the author). Anyways, hope you enjoy this!

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There were a lot of things that lived beneath Hexside. Some crawled and some scurried, while others merely slept, only awakening once a year. Today though there were more creatures than usual down there. Rhythmic sounds of digging rang down tunnels that hadn't been there in past years.

At the end of one of those tunnels, Gus planted his shovel in the dirt and leaned on it, catching his breath. "Hey Matt, are you almost ready to start digging? I think my arms are going to fall off if I do this any longer."

Matt just grunted in reply. Gus squinted over at where he was sitting farther back in the tunnel and gestured his light spell closer. Matt was bent over something, apparently shaping it with spells.

"Whatcha making there?"

Matt jolted. "Nothing!" He spun a quick spell circle, collapsing his work into dust.

The quick look Gus was able to catch was quite revealing though. Especially those tufts of hair. He grinned. "Was that a statue of me?"

"What? No!" Matt jumped to his feet and pointed at Gus indignantly. "You can't prove anything!"

Gus raised an eyebrow.

"Look, I was just practicing, okay? And you were right there, so I was using you as a reference."

That made since. References were always really important in illusions so that you got the proportions of stuff right. Although, this tunnel didn't really have the best conditions. "If it's a reference you want, I can get you the best reference I know!" Gus said.

"And what would that be?"

Gus drew a spell circle and a copy of him appeared doing a muscle pose with two spotlights shining down on him. "Me but standing still and with good lighting, of course." The copy winked.

Matt frowned. "Ok, but how do you do that so easily? Is that just the magic doing the work for you or what?"

Gus hummed thoughtfully. At this point, illusions were almost second nature to him. It was hard to distinguish steps between think of the illusion you want and create the illusion you want. Oh, they'd gone over this stuff in his first lessons though!

"Illusions," he started confidently, "take images from you head and then, uh…" How had his teacher phrased that last bit again? It'd been a while. "Fill them out. And stuff."

"So it does help you out?"

"A bit. Really though, you have to have a clear image in your head or stuff gets a bit wonky." He winced as a few of his earlier illusions came to mind. He'd always added far too many limbs for whatever reason.

"Huh. Mental image isn't really as important in construction. You just sort of move stuff around until it looks right."

"Weird."

There was an awkward pause.

"Hey, you know what?" Gus asked.

"What?"

"I could teach you some simple illusion stuff if you want."

"Really?" Matt frowned. "Wait, isn't that against the rules though?"

"Nah, Bump got rid of that after the whole basilisk thing, thanks to Luz," Gus said. He leaned against a tunnel wall. "Also, we are kind of digging beneath his school. Probably would get in a bit more trouble for that."

"Oh. Right."

"So! Your first illusion!"

"Wait, I don't remember agreeing—"

"Ahh, the first illusion, a proud tradition." Gus started pacing back and forth for dramatic effect. "From what I've seen, there are two main ways to do this. Either you can choose a beautiful object that holds deep meaning for you — and then fail horribly — or you can choose something simple and only fail a little bit!"

Matt drew himself up. "I bet I can pull off the fancy illusion," he bragged.

"Spectacular failure then," Gus said. "I like it!"

"Your face is a spectacular failure!" Matt shot back.

Gus puffed up his chest in mock offence. "Oh yeah? Well, have you looked in a mirror lately?"

"Oh yeah? Well— nyeh!" Matt rushed at Gus and the two slapped lightly at each other for a bit.

"Ahem, anyways," Gus stepped back, "Teaching!"

"Yes, teaching, right."

"So, the most basic illusion spell is a flat, still image you project on some surface," Gus said. He cast it to demonstrate, creating a picture of King on the tunnel wall. "See, you can make anything you want! It's like graffiti, except it's not vandalism since it disappears when you stop concentrating."

Matt frowned at the wall. "So I just… imagine something being there?"

"Yup! Easy as that!"

"If you say so." He skeptically drew a circle. The dirt on the wall started shifting around, forming what might possibly have been hints at lines. "Yeah, see? It doesn't work!" he huffed.

"Well that wasn't an illusion spell," Gus said. "That was just construction magic again!"

"What is illusion magic then? Because clearly just thinking it doesn't work."

"I don't know!" Gus yelled, then stopped as Matt flinched back. He took a deep breath and let it out. "I don't know. I've been doing illusions as long as I can remember. It just feels like magic to me."

"Whatever." Matt scowled and picked up a shovel. "I've been bad at magic my whole life. Why stop now?" He went to the end of the tunnel and started to dig.

Gus slid to the ground. Stupid illusions always messing up his friendships. He took another deep breath. Well, illusions had gotten him into this and illusions would get him out, just like always.

First order of business: figure out how to describe illusions. Maybe he could show how it worked somehow? The problem there was that he didn't have anything to show. It just… went from his head to outside. If only he could just teach him a single illusions spell so Matt knew what it felt like. But that projection spell was the simplest one he knew. Well, besides the—

"The light spell!" Gus jumped up in excitement.

"What?"

"You already know an illusion spell, or one like them! Illusions are just like a light spell:; you think of light and draw a circle!"

Matt set down the shovel. "Wait, but light spells always feel so airy, it's like they aren't even there. Are you telling me all illusions feel like that?"

Gus paused and thought about that for a bit. "...Do you mean other spells feel different?"

Matt opened his mouth, closed it again. Opened it again. "Uhhh… you know what? I think it'll be your turn to learn some new magic after this."

Gus shrugged. "Fair enough. Ok but now you got to try again!"

"Fine." Matt rolled his eyes. "So, it's like a light spell but with a picture?"

"Yep!"

"Here goes then." Tentatively, Matt cast a spell. A greyish splotch slowly appeared on the wall.

"Yes!" Gus jumped up and down cheering. "Matt, you did it!"

"I… did?" Matt asked, looking back and forth between the splotch and Gus in confusion.

"Yeah! It might not look good, but none of them do at first. Now you've cast one one of them though, you can get better!"

Matt grinned. "Well then, you just wait! Next thing you know I'll be even better than you at illusions!"

Gus crossed his arms, grinning back at him. "Oh yeah? Well I bet I'll be better than you at construction magic first! Remember, you owe me a spell lesson."

Before Matt could respond, a faint scream echoed through the dirt around them. The mood deflated slightly.

"Oh. Darn." Matt said. "See you at the graveyard tomorrow?"

"Sure. You can teach me then!"

"Deal."

The boys exchanged a serious high five to seal the deal, then started walking back.

"Ok but seriously, I can barely even feel the magic in the illusions, it's all just in the circle. It's weird."

"No, that's how it works! You're definitely lying about being able to feel the magic."

"No I'm not!"

[sparklingpax]

Thomas & some Blob Cats~!! 😺💙✨

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The middle of the night a few days ago, I had this random idea; idk if it's been done before, but it's these little glowing blobs of color shaped like cats! I call them Blob Cats! <3 They are light and fluffy and bounce around~ they come in all different bright colors and love to swarm-cuddle anyone they can find! ✨💓

Evidently tonight their target is Tommy the Train there

...I also thought it's time I tried my hand once again at drawing trains, this time a bit more seriously 😅 all in all, there's some parts of the design that I definitely messed up and the perspective is a bit wonky, but the final product is something I'm rather proud of!! Drawing Thomas was a fun little challenge I hope to attempt again sometime soon!! I mean...he's adorable anyway so ;w; that was one more reason I enjoyed drawing this~

Anyway, see you around! I hope y'all liked this one! Yea, it's a bit random, but it was fun ^\\\^ 💕💖💙💙💕✨💙✨