#hi im back from the ded

[softpeetzone]

take a closer look at this perfect postured boy

[schoenpepper]

Fishies

Intro: In your dreams, this eel merman loves to bother you the most.

Warnings: bad writing, awful grammar, Floyd is a warning in and of himself, mentions of homicide haha, reader is yuu, i dont think i followed the req very well my bad, u and floyd are like super totally normal besties i prommy ahaha no romance here nope no sir, not proofread im like super ded, the glitch text is funny to me, yandere floyd and reader if u like squint super hard

A/N: Updates are slowing down a lot, I know, I'm so so sorry. Unfortunately, my course and univ are kind of competitive, and as someone who hates studying, I've been forced to actually study. Gross, I know. This is for my 300 follower event, for @anonymousplant. I hope you like it.

Masterlist

You’re a pretty normal person, at least, you’d like to think so.

But starting from when you were 5 years old, you’ve had a permanent, recurring dream. You tell your parents of a rowdy merman that tends to linger in your subconscious: his sharp-toothed grin, his sparkly tail longer than his torso, his pretty fins that fluttered when you tried to touch them. They didn’t believe you when you said he really liked trying to squeeze you to death, though they comfort you when you break into their room in the middle of the night sobbing your little heart out.

Yeah, Floyd is an asshole.

That’s his name, or at least, what he told you. You’re not too inclined to debate him on that considering his fondness of wrapping his ridiculously long (and freakishly strong) tail around you, squeezing you at a moment’s notice.

You thank whatever deity is listening that you can breathe underwater in your dreams. He does not seem like the kind of guy who wouldn’t drown you. You know, for fun. Every night when you fall asleep, you ready yourself to meet with your imaginary friend (that’s what your parents called him, though you prefer the term imaginary acquaintance, at best).

“Shrimpy! You’re here, hehe~”

You look at him harshly with your arms crossed in front of your chest, “You’re never this happy to see me. What do you want, fishy?”

“Neh, shrimpy~” the sparkles in his two-colored irises bring about a sense of fear in you, “do you know what dreaming like this means?”

“That I made up a weird eel merman in my mind?”

“I’m not made up. Don’t be silly, shrimpy!” Floyd’s tail slithers in the water, coiling around your legs, “Jade and I learned about it yesterday. You’re my soulmate!”

Ten-year-old you woke up in a nervous start.

Ew!

Why would you ever, ever, be caught dead being with someone like Floyd?! He’s annoying, and a fish, and so if you got together you’d be a fish too! But you don’t want to be a fish!

Your parents are surprised to find you in a very snappy mood the following morning.

“You left so quick, shrimpy! You don’t wanna be my soulmate?”

You snatch an iridescent fish swimming by, turning it into a big plushie with your dream powers. “But you’re annoying,” you stick out your tongue, “so I don’t want to be your soulmate.”

“Eh…?”

You glance at Floyd. He doesn’t seem too happy with your words—in fact, his eyes are narrowed and he’s swimming slowly, closer and closer to you. “But I like you so much, shrimpy~” he says, but there’s no expression on his face. He’s so, so uncomfortably close that you need to lean back to avoid touching him, “you don’t get to choose your soulmate, y’know? So it’s not like you have a choice, hehe~ But if you really wanna be rid of me, I can always squeeze you ‘til your eyes pop! If you’re dead, you wouldn’t have a soulmate anymore. Shrimpy, aren’t I so nice?”

“You suck.”

You kick at the dream water and swim away from the giggling eel.

“Wanna play chase, shrimpy? Okay~”

He’s not too bad. At worst he’ll get cuteness aggression and suddenly wrap himself around you, but most times you’re just chatting endlessly with him about what he calls “weird human things”, and you pester him for details about “normal fish things”. He talks about his octopus friend that he refuses to call a friend, and how takoyaki is his favorite food in the same sentence. You talk about having to dissect a frog in science class which he found really funny somehow. He tells you about his twin brother and their shenanigans together. You tell him about how your parents, your friends—no one believes you when you say that Floyd’s real.

He says they’re lame.

You’ve learned to keep him a well-guarded secret lest your parents recommend a mental hospital again, but he must’ve stuck himself real close to your heart when he starts becoming inseparable from your mind.

He’s become a really good friend.

With Floyd, no moment is ever dull, even when you’re just sitting together on some dream-conjured rock, leaning on each other silently.

There is no second in a day in which you’re not thinking of him. Your favorite part of the day is going to sleep to see him each night, spending hours with his eccentric tendencies. The fish has become a very important part of your life.

(Your friends in school ask you who you like in a discussion about crushes. You ignore the fact that his name is on the tip of your tongue.)

He’s your best friend. There is no secret you can keep from him, because despite Floyd’s usual laissez-faire attitude, one change in your expression and he’s onto you. You’d thought you would go through your entire life with him as your constant, you really did.

On your sixteenth birthday, he’s gone.

Not that he disappeared, but rather, you can’t dream anymore. You wake up the next day with no memory of any dream, and it fills you with panic. Your stomach is churning like a void is forming inside—an integral part of yourself is missing and everything feels so, so wrong. You make your bed and head downstairs to eat breakfast. Your parents question your demeanor in concern for your well-being, and you force out a smile. You tell them you’re fine? There’s no need to worry them about the loss of your imaginary friend, right? You’re okay. Maybe this is the change you needed. You’ll be an adult soon, and you can’t dream of a weird eel merman forever.

No no n̷̥̜̐ơ̷͉̪ ̴͚̉̾n̷͚̥͒̓o̵͍̾̆ ̵͍͑n̷̩̝͐ő̵̟ ̶̛̈́ͅn̴̟̣͝͠ȍ̴̢̜ ̸̳̾ǹ̷̳̮ö̴̠́

Where is he?

Where is F̸̛̛̛͇͉̳̝̫̹͒̏͒͊̐͜ͅļ̸̪͈̞̱͓̰̖͌̽̉̔̐̇̃̃̏ó̶̻̯̪̭̐͋̏͛͒̈́̇̽ͅy̶̟̳̬͉̙̖̫̙̻̑̏̌̔̇͂̋̌̕d̷̝͕̣͖̺̬̦̟̂͊͜?̶̧̛͕͎̼͔̈́̆ Ẅ̶̟̗́͠ͅh̶̦̞͚͙̣͛ỳ̴̢͓͓̗͔̗͓̀̉́͋͜͝ ̸̹́͐̿͛ī̵̡̛͎̪̭͉̫̋s̷̢͇͗̏̔͑̿́̚͜ ̵̡̟̄̀̈̆̎̓͝ͅh̵͕̓͂̍̀̔̊̏́ę̶̹̝̘̙̪̗͊̽ ̸̮̟̞͇̭͕̫́̆̀͑̓͗͜͠g̵̙̰̽̔̈́̃́̓̋̐o̸͚̱̟̳̘̦̖̊͐̓ñ̷̨͕͉͈̱̮̲̟ȅ̷͓͙?̴͖͎̳͚̟̲͚̂̔́̔͝͝

Why has he left you...?

Your vacation to your grandmother’s house does nothing to ease your worries (but if she ever heard you sobbing your heart out alone in your room, she never said anything about it).

There’s an old mirror in your bedroom in your grandmother’s house, owned by your late great grandparents. The floor length mirror is encased in an intricate gold frame, and it’s not too obvious until one night when you’d found yourself staring at it in a daze, but the reflection is off. It’s tinged with a layer of purple light, translucent and barely visible unless you pay attention. You try to sleep (it’s been evading you for three days, since the night of your birthday), cozy in your fluffy blankets and a blue unicorn onesie that your grandma had bought to try to cheer you up.

You’re woken by a bright light.

Careful, tiptoed steps lead you in front of the mirror. Your fingertips graze over its surface when a sudden force pulls you in—right in front of a crowd of a few hundred students.

So that was your first day in NRC.

You’d say it was nothing particularly remarkable considering everyone in this place has some sort of superpower, but to be honest, they think you’re so intriguing because you’re magicless. In their eyes that made you weak.

Helpless.

NRC is just filled to the brim with budding sadists.

Your first night in NRC goes a lot different.

It’s uncomfortable. The blankets and sheets are old and scratchy. The entire place is in disarray. It’s filthy and dusty and you’re sure you’re one step away from falling right through the floorboards because of how creaky they are. But tiredness makes for the best sleeping aid, and you’re prepared for another night of nothing.

You miss Floyd.

It’s a big shock when you’re met with your most beloved dreamscape instead of the void. Cold water that chills you to the bone, schools of colorful fish just passing by. There’s a long tail wrapped around a boulder, connected to a swaying half-human who’s blankly staring at the jellyfish. It’s all so familiar that your feet have acted before your brain has; you’re right next to him again.

(It’s where you should be.)

“Shrimpy!”

His voice is a welcome sound. His squeezing though, not so much.

“Floyd—ack! Ow ow ow!”

You almost swear you hear your ribs crack at some point with the way his tail and arms are putting pressure on it, but he only loosens his hold. He doesn’t let go.

You don’t mind that he doesn’t want to.

“Shrimpy’s so mean, why’d you gotta go no contact like that? It’s been so boring! I was super bummed, didn’t even wanna leave my room for that lame ceremony. Did you sleep when I was awake or somethin’?” he whines mournfully into your hair, “I thought… tsk, I told you soulmates aren’t changeable. Were you tryin’ to stop dreaming again?”

“No, the dreams just stopped,” you reply softly. It’s so oddly comforting to be in his arms, it makes you sleepy even in your sleep.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“You weren’t tryin’ to stop seeing me again?”

“I wasn’t. I promise.”

He hums, almost in relief.

(You don’t feel his lips gently, so gently, leaving a kiss on your neck where he’d buried his head. It’s so unlike him, but you make him act so weird.)

Grim wakes you up to look for breakfast in the cafeteria, and your time with your (platonic 💜) soulmate is over all too quickly. But something is stuck in your mind as you’re trudging through dimly lit halls with cat in tow. You knew the name Night Raven College rang a bell, but for it to be the very same school that Floyd had been ranting about for a year is just so unexpected.

(You’re finally in the same world.)

Then, is he here?

You didn’t manage to tell him about your most recent adventures last night. Maybe you should ask around and see if anyone can point you in the correct direction. At least, that was your original plan. Before an almost-burnt statue, a broken chandelier, two idiots who are actually really fun to hang out with, an abandoned mine with hostile ghosts…yeah. It takes you at least three more days before you remember to ask about Floyd in the school. You wanted it to be a surprise, so you kept it a secret from him. Though you probably should have expected that with all the mischief you’d gotten up to, your name was bound to reach his ears sooner or later.

“What the—?!”

“Ack!”

“Woah!”

Your first real meeting with Floyd starts with your cat and your friends being pushed to the ground in a pile.

“Shrimpy! You’re in my school! And you’re the funny student that’s been causing trouble? Now I’m annoyed I missed orientation for the freshies,” he does not hug any looser in his human form, “coulda’ seen you earlier. I coulda’ squeezed you earlier too~”

“Too tight, loosen up a bit please.”

“Okay~”

Ace and Deuce are looking up at you in shock with how casual you seem to be with him, but you pay their reactions no mind, only walking towards them with Floyd still wrapped around you, reaching out a hand to help them up.

(You don’t notice Floyd glower at the trio, or the way his hold tightens ever so slightly.)

They don’t take your hand, but you smile and introduce your best friend anyway. “Guys, this is Floyd. He and I have been in each other’s dreams since forever,” you pat Floyd’s arm that’s slung over your shoulder, “he says we’re soulmates but just ignore him, he’s kinda crazy. It’s probably some freak coincidence.”

“There you go again shrimpy, I thought we were over this? You still don’t believe me even now?”

“Soulmates don’t exist Floyd, don’t think about it too much. You know you’re still my best friend.”

(Ace and Deuce look at each other. Neither of them want to be the one to tell you—)

Soulmates are absolutely a thing.

And with the way that the big bad school bully, known for terrorizing at least half of the student population, is basically hanging off you, there was just no way that Floyd wasn’t completely and absolutely enamored by his cute, magicless little soulmate.

They should probably warn Grim that the eel merman wouldn’t be letting you sleep at Ramshackle tonight.

Or ever.

[rosadreams]

To see you again

Characters involved: General Lilia x fem fae reader + fem reader x Silver(platonic; mother son relationship)

CW: TWST chp 7 spoilers, reader is NOT Yuu, reader is ded duhhh

Synopsis: Silver never thought that he would be able to see his dead mother again in his father's dreams.

"How dare you harm the general! Guards, seize these humans at once!" Baul yelled, and suddenly, the nocturnal faes were surrounding Silver, Sebek, Grim and Yuu, ready to fight. "Hey you guys, Im fine. it's not like Im hurt. I only dropped my mask." Lilia said, still feeling a little mildly shocked that a mere human managed to even make him drop his mask.

"But-!"

"What's going on?" A soft, melodic voice intercepts in to the conversation. Baul and the other fae soldiers suddenly straightened their back, hand in a salute position as they greet a fae women who has just arrived.

"We greet the Lady of House Vanrouge!"

"Oh no need for the formalities! Just call me Y/N!" The fae women chuckled, and immediately, both Sebek and Silver can feel their blood running cold.

Y/N Vanrouge? As in Lilia's wife? The one who died 4 years ago?

Silver could hear his heart pounding nervously. He had prayed every single day to see you, his dead mother again. Though he knows that it was just a futile hope, he had never imagine seeing you alive in front of him - technically alive in this dream.

You looked younger than the boy had remembered. Your eyes are full of life, face free from wrinkles, looking young and beautiful. "Y/N, what are you doing here? It's dangerous." Lilia reprimands you coldly, but you know that that is his way of caring you. He does not like to show his weak side in front of his subordinates.

"I thought you needed a helping hand." You turned to look at the 3 humans and 1 cat who were staring at you with their mouth open wide, probably amazed by your beauty. "Whose this?"

For once, Silver had to hold back himself from running into your arms, calling you mother.

"My name is Silver, I am your son. I missed you, mother."

[emkaii]

in a random thought (more like this plot bunny has been living in my head rent free since this "what if" fic started and now i cant stop myself from sharing it after so many months? years? idek)

thank you to @feynites for the wonderful fic above that i continue to go back re-reading again and again

(also tagging @wangxianficrecs even though im not sure they share scum villain fics *sobs*)

! tw: death !

WHAT IF SCENARIO

og!sj dies the night of yqy & lqg wedding because of heartbreak? (because real heartbreak can literally kill in this fanfic universe) just, like, he dies. that's it. no shen yuan to transmigrate in his body as replacement.

so, og!sj was in seclusion punishment during that night right? and he was only allowed outside to attend the wedding itself. (am i right? or if not, meh)

so shen jiu dies in his bedroom, alone. lbh tries to enter his room to help him prepare for the wedding but doesn't get an answer (bc og!sj is ded), so lbh leaves bc he's obviously afraid of entering the room without og!sj's permission in fear of punishment.

the wedding is completed without sj arriving and everyone just assumes that he's bitter about the whole thing and doesn't attend as a show of rebellion.

also, since he's in secluded punishment and the servants doesn't like him, no one approaches or even tries to enter his room. lbh tries to tell the upper servants that it has been almost a full night & day that og!sj hasn't responded to anything outside his room, but of course, they don't listen to him.

so, he tries to directly report to yqy. who at this point is feeling disappointed? relieved? (even he himself doesn't know) that sj did not cause any problems to his new wedding. so, he goes to check on sj.

he tries to ask permission to enter the room, no answer.

tries to lengthen sj's punishment if he continues to be stubborn, no answer.

tries to threaten that he will break the door, no answer.

yqy gets nervous. something doesn't feel right.

sj is not the type to stay quiet.

he forcefully opens the door.

and he finds sj looking peacefully asleep.

but there's something wrong in the picture. sj was too quiet. too still.

yqy realizes that he can't hear sj breathing. he can't see any movement. at all.

he flies to sj's bedside.

tries to take his wrist to check his condition, and whole body-flinches at the cold skin. sj's body was stiff. and as a highly accomplished cultivator, yqy knows the state of a dead body more than a few hours after death.

he whispers, "a-jiu?"

sj' body would look peaceful in death, if not for the dried tear tracks in his face.

(I don't know how to describe/write it but i want yqy's reaction to be utter devastation, something similar or worse than his reaction in this fanfic's og novel when sj died in the original timeline)

minutes or hours later (yqy doesn't know, doesn't know or aware of his surroundings anymore), after mqf arrives and checks the situation after a frantic lbh tells lqg about sj and lqg flies to have mqf at their estate, mqf states:

"his body showed signs of grief sickness. in this case, his lungs decided to stop taking in air, his mind decided to stop all functions of his body, and his heart just decided to stop beating. i can say that it occurred around 24 hours ago."

24 hours ago.

24 hours ago was when sj tried to convince yqy not to proceed with the wedding for his new husband.

24 hours ago was when sj tried to tell yqy that he'd rather die than let yqy have a second husband.

yqy ignored him.

and now a-jiu is dead.

"A-Jiu couldn’t survive his husband marrying another man. That person died the day Yue Qingyuan married Liu Qingge"

AND THIS IS THE LINE FROM THE ORIGINAL FIC THAT INSPIRED THIS PLOT BUNNY.

i really do sometimes love making myself cry with my thoughts and ideas. now im sharing these to the world. and now i want to re-read, for the 8th? 9th? time, this whole wonderful series.

[michaelmylove]

im gonna liveblog hello from the hallowoods when i feel like it, so this is the first one

this guy sounds like Cecil but with a less deep voice

what did he say his name was it sounded ridiculous

is this like wtnv. hell yeah i love wtnv

oooh theme this is fun

so its like... wtnv + early tma?

yeah his dad was not a librarian

spoopy key :3

if i zone out for 2 seconds i miss a ton so. adhd is gonna make this fun

spoopy siren key :0

bro this dude not getting drwoned by sirens is the same vibe as that guy that straight up left the distortion's hallways bc he was gonna be late for dinner

tiny picnic sandwich my love <3 (- this guy probably)

adverts!

weird ass squirrel

the music- :DD fun! so light hearted! yay!

what is being described- ♪ൠ 𝕋ℍέ ⓂＯＮˢ𝐭𝔢г 𝓈ＱǗ𝒾𝐫ｒєㄥ ʷｉｌᒪ 𝓶ᗩᵏ𝐞 Ⓨ𝓸𝓤 𝕡𝐀𝔶 Ƒ𝓸я ⓎόỮｒ ｓ丨𝔫s

*diggory graves*?? bit on the nose

n o n b i n a r y g h o s t <333

yknow what 'diggory graves' is on par with enby names actually

2 ghost?? fun :D

not.. ghost. zombie?? boy is ghost. dig amn't.

aww even in death they're so polite

evil migrane piano?

OHHHHH *KEYS* oh thats clever

heyyyyyyy we'll track down your loved ones but only to tell them to pay for something!

DIGGORY HI HELLO AGAIN

afab enby zombie lets goooooooooo

L E S B I A N

oh no. ded lesbian? :[

persephone?

p e r c y ghost

<333 gay

LESBIAN SONG

yes you have youve got a wife

help the ghosty boy with your zombie lesbian fingers!

damnit ghost logic

why would they break it

I WANT THE ANSWER DIGGORY

its giving the not!them table and im scared

is percy their kid omfgggg

mood

you can remember like nothing dude ??

this is legit so sweet

<33333

im gonna go to sleep now, ill be back tmrw

[neptuniadoesstuff]

Abecias Malice Ref (God OC Ref Sheet Remake)

(Edit: Had to pic the drawings a bit bcs I FORGOR I HAD THE FACIAL HAIR AT 30% OF OPACITY LIKE THE MORON I AM!)

AND HES DONE!

After a few days this gae bacon-haired moron is finished & tbh I like this new ver of him more than his original design. (If you wanna see his original design the link is here- (Plz remember the post is pretty old on here as well as the pic bcs originally this fella was actually a Early b-Day gift for my frend back when this year just frikin started.)

& yes that is some wine coming out of his mouth. (He loves his wine) & of course.... Bro is flipping u off. (But it's censored, also I originally was gonna draw a bird crossed out but then I forgor SO LETS PRETEND ME FORGETTING WAS INTENTIONAL & NOT SOME GOOF I COMMITED!) Look we a bit of somewhat vulgarity even if I'm not the person who would just curse. (But I do say byastord, which this guy is, so its fitting.)

Also Lil rewrite of his bio bcs frik u:

|| Name: Abecias Malice (aka Adder'Synn Malkovich) | Gender: Male (Trans), He/Him | Age: ?? (Died at the age of 22-23) | Sexuality: Gae | Height: ??'?? ft (Possibly was 6'2 ft tall when alive) | Enithcity: ?? (Possibly was a Rozokeen/Osmort mix when still alive) | Personality: A very unhinged & crazed individual who seem to have a unhealthy obsession with men & himself?? Seems to really like seeing oeppel die yet despises getting himself dirty to the point that he will literally start avoiding anything that has a SINGLE speck of dirt! What im saying is, hes narcissistic, sadistic, & also very lazy & wants others to do stuff for him. (Also is very racist to bird ppl idk, why though) I Occupation: The King of his kingdom of Vallenfholt (This is Godhome's hew name) | Family: ?? (When alive he had a older brother, a younger sister, & 2 parent but one of them was ded) | Species: Bloopmo (Halflett type) (Formally), Ascended God | Other: Can't seem to get drunk from the wine he always drinks EVERY SINGLE FRIKIN DAY! Is literally a rich pompous a-hole who despises the porr, homeless, & ugly ppl. Also thinks the mailmen are coming for him /hj ||

(A lot of the info here is not filled on purpose bcs gods... dont really care about mortal nonsense.)

Extras: Was originally a college student (or whatever he was when he was still alive) pretty much dealing with a pretty ab*sive father who would not respect his identity & was basically a complete snake. Although one Adder just.. snapped & ran off the campus to drive to his father's house &... kill him... But that was not the end of it, by the next day he had murdered around 12 people & injuring 2 (that being his now ex- bf & his now rival) only to be killed by his once best friend, Hugo.. When he died his soul was sent into the ring of Wrath but over the years, the regret he had turned into pride... He enjoyed what he had become... Not only that but his personality had started to shift, become extremely lustful & abnormally greedy to also having his appearance be shifted also, this was normal for a Sinner, but this Sinner was different... He risen up the rank & eventually became a God, not a well known god but a God nonetheless. Eventually going up into Vallenfholt & making a kingdom there which suited his needs. He however became so obsessed with himself that he pretty much just lost it & became the thing he originally despised the most... A rich, greedy, & selfish monster like his father was. Not only that anyone was below him was eventually killed instantly in the arena that he built for prisoners (Usually bcs he didn't like bcs of their appearance) to fight to the death in. Now as for how the hell he became obsessed with men & started to h8 on bird ppl (+ the whole thing about the mailmen coming for him... idk bro-). Now keep in might he was BoRN in a time humans (the morons from earth) did NOT come to Eeross.

Also if you wanna see the uncensored puc of the guy flipping u goofs off then here- (plz click read more but if u are offended by ppl flipping u off plz don't.)

Yeh no body pic bcs this is a friend's oc (that I made for em) but it would be VERY WEIRD OF ME TO POST THAT! (Even if we are AroAce & its a *full body ref* but plz don't ask me to post it in respect of MY FRIEND!)

ANYWAYS CREDITS BCS I H8 MYSELF! (Not really but I sorta do.... I need help-)

Character: Created by ne but belongs to a frend of mine who I'm gonna keep anonymous but they are on here (I ain't gonna say who BCS THEY ARE MEANT TO BE ANONYMOUS!)

Art: MinE

Program: IbisPaint x.

Bubs' TOS: Plz don't repost/steal, trace, or recolor my art WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! If you do, I'll take yur femur and pelvis.. SO, DON'T THINK ABOUT IT! (The PNS on my blog's pinned post clearly means "Please No Steal" plz follow that rule.) If you do post my art on anything like yur blog or somewhere else (With my permission) PLEASE CREDIT ME!

[spiralingemptyness]

okok look

i have this idea/comic i rlly wanna draw

in water 7 arc we get a lttle backstory on toms workers and franky plus his ship deal.. but what about iceburg.. why did he become a shipwright

so here’s what i came up with

this is pre-franky arriving. But tom and kokoro has got iceburg, this kid who is the exact opposite from what you expect from a kid, quiet, non expressive, but not in a timid shy way, just in a ‘lost spark’/‘giving up on a life that fucked u over’ wayw

Tom and kokoro wanna help this kid get his spark back without being obnoxious. So then while running errands for Kokoro, Iceburg and Tom pass by a shipyard (this is back when water seven was ded so there was a one-two ships at most being built) but while walking past the shipyard, it catches iceburgs attention, in a mesmerizing way. Tom noticed and proceeds to take him to his workshop, and iceburg fucking lights up. And after tom explains where theyre at (“this is my workshop where i build shit bc im a ship wright blah blah”) iceburg would just be like.. teach me and tom would prob offically adopt him (and later franky)

[fisheito]

friend fish!!! do you have any super specific headcanons for nucarni you'd want to post about? like from the serious to the silly. im talking from like how did little yakumo deal w humans and snakes hating him and then his grandparents loving him to who are the left handed mfs and who are the right handed mfs. how did kuya handle huey disappearing vs can garukaru wink. i like your brain and i like the very specific little things that come from everyone's brains and just wanted to see if you wanted to post any sillies or seriousies :3

why, friend anon, it seems like You are the one bursting with ideas... if u wish to share with the class i shan't object ohoho

MMM>....UUHHHHH boy ain't it just appropriate that once u hand me the microphone, my mind blanks hmmm........ ............(leaves ask and comes back in several hours)

OH I got one!! yakumo and chickens

s o one day, i wished to draw yakumo holding a chicken. just snekboi holding an absolute buff orpington orb of chicken, because it would be, how u say,... grotesquely adorable, yes??

but before i could, i wondered.. is that possible? do chickens like yakumo? or would they sense his snakeyness and hate him? was it ever discussed in the story?

my immediate thought was of those chickens who get hypnotised into a catatonic state when u draw a straight line in front of them. u know all those gifs of the chickens that just go [plop] with HARD FOCUS on the line? and as soon as line was erased, chicken blinked back into existence/Killer Peck mode?

i remember ppl hypothesising that it was bc the lines reminded them of snakes and the chickens were like shhhhh play ded the snakes will want nothing to do with us.

i can;t remember if they ever actually found the answer to that behaviour. i wish i knew. but i don't. so instead i imagined eiden placing a 🧍‍♂️yakumo horizontally in front of a chicken to see if the trance could be replicated

the whole thing made me think about yakumo's relation to animals, especially farm animals, bc idk if his grandparents ever farmed animals or if it was JUST produce. the story so far seems to say vegebls only but *I* want *FARM ANIMALS* and *YAKUMO* ***toGETHER*(*(***** so we continue the train of thought

yakumo has pulled Princess-Snow-White-shenanigans in the past (Idol Fest). those forest animals didn't have a problem rolling up to yakumo just to listen to him sing. i don't remember if exact animals were mentioned in the story, but i'mma assume it was lil guys like rabbits, birds, rodents, deer. i mean... snakes have been known to share habitats with these guys... so it would make sense for some of them to be scared if yakumo's energy is more snake>human.

but then KUYA??? he's a fox. yet he's got parades of adoring forest worshippers everywhere he goes, regardless of predator/prey status. so maybe the vibe of Yokai overrides whatever trophic chain dynamics are supposed to exist in this world. So instead of EEK! A SNAKE/FOX! the animals be like Yokai=cool nature powerbeing let's hang out ?

but then i wonder if the Yokai Vibe is moderated by Yokai expertise. bc kuya of course has way more experience as yokai... he's more likely to embrace his foxy traits than yakumo with his snakey traits (what is this.... a competition of self acceptance now??).. so maybe the animals all trail after kuya bc of his confidence,,, but would they do the same for yakumo who hasn't yet transcended to that Power Strut Aura?

which relates to childhood yakumo. to surrounding animals, what was his vibe? snakey? human? yokai? did it matter? he mentioned that the other snakes used to bully him .. and that people also used to chase him away... so his vibe was. what? like the king cobra who eats other snakes, and can bite people? at this point, it's not like yakumo has the self-control or self-acceptance to consciously manipulate his outward appearance. his vibe is his vibe.

so, in this unsure, untrained, scared snake-self stage of his life, he still appeared as a Threat to other snakes (and probably other animals that typically fear snakes). i imagine that if i were to introduce yakumo to farm animals at this point, they would react like they saw a potentially dangerous snake. chickens angy. cows might stomp u. goats might eat u

and yet Grandma and Grandpa , like many humans, promptly threw convention out the window and went [lol what threat?? he scared. let's give him some soup]] -> for further proof of ppl being like that, look at. any dangerous creature. cute as heck. i'll fawn over apex predators. angry bear incapable of empathy? deserves my respect. sure i'll share my room with a snake if it looks like it's crying . self-preservation? why would i care about that if i have the chance to make the snake less sad??

i mean, farm animals are domesticated so they're supposed to be pretty chill. i like to think that once yakumo spent more time on the farm with a loving family, his energy became more stable and more human. and surely with daily exposure, those farm animals would acclimate to yakumo's presence. maybe even grow to like him if he takes care of them.

THAT IS TO SAY even if the animals initially shun him or treat him like Danger... they eventually associate his energy with the good times. and yakumo would learn how to act around each specific animal so as not to upset them (just like any good zookeeper!!). As both parties build upon their experiences, the likelihood of positive interaction between yakumo and another animal goes up up 🆙☝!!!

IN THE END, ALL THIS MEANS is that, simply bc i like animals, i'm gonna pretend that yakumo's grandparents also farmed creatures (dang, an undertaking for 2 elderly ppl. i know. but this is gay fantasy isekai). ok, maybe more believably, a neighbour farmed animals and yakumo was the only young'n around to help. and because of all that, yakumo has experience dealing with animals.

according to my made-up timeline (😄) if i drew him at human age ~7, it would make sense if it was a pic of a cow chewing on his hair (being bullied by ungulates. he's crying), or chickens pecking him en masse

and if i drew him getting ALONG with those same animals, it would more likely be a yakumo at human age -- well- older than that. he's got some working experience at that point.

(slams fist on table) SO I CAN JUSTIFIABLY Draw A FLUFFY CHICKEN RESTING HAPPILY IN YAKUMO'S ARMS AND IT COULD BE IN-CHARACTER.

i crave interspecies friendships. humans do nonsensical things to befriend other critters. why can't the chickens override their snake fear for this one special boi. it is what i want to see and i will twistturn canon until i see it.

[hawksismyeverything]

Alone

Hello! This is an agere fic for DabiHawks! Hawks is an age regressor, around age 1-2, and Dabi is his CG! I'd prefer STRICTLY SFW INTERACTION for this post. Agere is a coping mechanism, and I am an age regressor myself. Thank you!! Post under the cut.

Keigo stared at his phone screen, watching as it dimmed slowly before shutting off. He didn't care. He hadn't really been paying attention. Really, he was just waiting for Dabi to get done with whatever he was doing so he could text him, or be small, or both. He just didn't want to be alone when he inevitably slipped into littlespace. The minutes ticked by like hours, before a notification finally, finally, popped up on his screen.

However, it was from Tomura, not Dabi. It confused Keigo, knowing that if Dabi was out, technically Tomura should be too. The message read; 'Hey, scarface idiot got stuck in a meeting and told me to check on you, so you better not be dead.' Well that was a lovely way to shove him out of headspace, wasn't it? He quickly typed back; 'Yea im alive thx' before hitting send. There was a long silence. Keigo glanced at his phone as if he could manifest a response from Dabi, but he didn't see a text. He blinked, and went back to browsing the internet.

Finally, Dabi sent him a message; 'u ded?' Keigo grinned, but not in the I'm-Looking-At-A-Camera way that he usually did for reporters. He typed back immediately, not even bothering to spellcheck before responding; 'nope! hihi dabi!' He thought that would tip Dabi off as to how close to little Keigo was, but apparently he was too tired to think about it. 'hey birdbrain' Was all Keigo got in return. No babybird? No sweetie? He almost tilted his head before thinking of how dumb he would look. Still, it was better than having Dabi just reply back with his name. He could just picture the breakdown now. Sobbing on the floor, convinced his caregiver would never love him again. Dabi had a tendency of doing that accidentally. 'hii' Keigo typed out slowly, hoping once again that Dabi would get the hint.

He didn't. 'u sed that alredy' Keigo cringed at the fact he wished he could babytalk, but he didn't even know if it was okay that he was small yet. He needed confirmation. 'My bad- yous okay?' Keigo tried, slipping a little s on the end of a word, trying even harder to make himself stay big a little longer. 'yea im fine, u?' Keigo groaned, laying back onto the bed, feeling a lump in his throat. He was holding off headspace, and it was gonna make him cry. Great. His phone pinged, and as he glanced at it with teary eyes, he noticed it was a message from Tomura. 'Hey. You small? Dabi's oblivious. Need someone to talk to? I can tell him if you want. Just sayin.' Keigo laughed, though it sounded more like a choked cry. He still tried to respond in as much of a big boy voice as possible. He knew Dabi would tell Tomura eventually that Keigo was not tiny at all, that he would totally have said something. Not that it was unusual for Keigo to do this.

'No is okay- thx tho Tomu' Keigo typed back, the fuzzy feeling in his brain taking over finally. 'I'm telling Dabi. That's not a problem, right Kei?' Keigo visibly shook his head, as if Tomura could see him. His papa didn't need to know, it wasn't that big of a deal yet. 'You don haveta tell' Was all he managed to type back. 'I'm gonna.' Was the response he got. With a silent thank you, Keigo set his phone on the bedside table and curled up in the middle of the bed. He couldn't convince himself to get up and get a stuffy, or a paci, or literally anything that would make him feel better.

His phone pinged, and Keigo almost wailed. He really didn't want his papa to know he was tiny, because he hadn't even told him. 'Baby?' It was from papa, so clearly Tomura had told Dabi. Keigo should have known; Tomura doesn't make empty threats. 'Hm?' 'You wanna talk to papa?' 'Mhms'

His phone rang, Dabi's face popping up with his name under it. Keigo lit up like a Christmas tree, a grin spreading onto his face, solidifying his headspace pretty quickly once he set the phone down, putting it on speaker. "Hey birdie^^" Dabi's voice, cracky and tired, came across, and Keigo could have melted right there. He loved his papa's voice so much. "Hai papa! What doins?" He chirped in response, rocking back and forth lightly. "Talking to you, silly! How old ya feelin'?" He questioned. Keigo thought about the question for a moment, unsure how to properly answer. He was definitely older than normal, but he was still dropping. Maybe three? Two? Two at least- "Am fee!" He answered after a minute, though he quickly added, "Prolly gon be smawer doe-" He practically heard Dabi's smile. "So you're just my little guy, huh?" 'Mhm! Papa's lil guy!"

Just imagining having his papa next to him to snuggle was enough to send Keigo straight to tears. Dabi obviously noticed, as he quickly asked, "Kei? Babybird, is something wrong?" "Papa no hewe!" Keigo practically wailed. "Do you need me there?" "...nu needs..." Keigo mumbled, tears falling down his cheeks. He didn't need anybody, but he still didn't have his paci, or his blankie or Lottie, his stuffed robin.

"I'll be there soon, bub. Don't worry," Dabi said, in attempt to calm Keigo. It simply made him feel worse, as if he were causing Dabi more hassle than he was worth. "Papa no, don need, issokay!" Keigo whined. He only wanted Dabi to be there, to hold him and play with him and let him forget about being big and hurting and being lonely. "I'm on my way. I love you." "Kei woves chu toos."

Keigo sat in stunned silence, curled up on his bed, slipping farther than he'd like to admit. He was really quite small. One or so. Maybe younger. Every noise made him whimper, every creak or gust of wind sent him farther down. Dabi's footsteps included. "Hey, babybird, breathe- oh jeez- okay, c'mon, sit up for me." "Da!" Keigo shreiked, his arms wrapping around Dabi's midsection. "Small, huh? Maybe one- you call me papa when you're two or above, so- okay-" Dabi muttered, adjusting Keigo's weight. "You need anything before we lay down? "Paci an bankie an Loddy!" Keigo whined, his head falling into the crook of Dabi's neck. "P'ease?" He added softly.

Dabi quickly placed a pacifier in his mouth, Lottie in his arms, and a blanket around them before laying down with him still in his arms. "So small, so itty-bitty, so tiny," Dabi murmured in Keigo's ear. "Daa! No tinies! Am big! Ver' big!" Keigo protested. "But who'll be my baby if you're so big?" Keigo faltered. If he wasn't dada's baby boy, then dada wouldn't have one. Dada needed one! Keigo accepted defeat, laying his head back down. "Okie, am lil," He agreed, ever-reluctantly. He was tired. And he was too young to fall asleep on his own. "Right. You can stay like this as long as you want," Dabi reassured him, picking up on Keigo's train of thought. "Da ver nice," Keigo murmured, letting his eyes fall shut. Dabi sat there in silence, holding Keigo's small body and watching as his breathing evened out, deep breaths that quieted even the loudest ones. It was beautiful, really. Just how Keigo was.

[theharrowing]

Hi favorite author! How have you been (im back from the ded lol) 😆

KENNIEEE!!! hello, hello!!! 😍😍😍

welcome back! i am still one foot in the grave, tbh. i haven't been here much. i am well, and working on a lot of personal projects, but i have been struggling to write lately.

how have you been???

[meimeimeirin]

The sun was shining quite bright, no clouds in sight. You could truly say - this weather was perfect to take a stroll in the plains of Liyue. And with your husband - Zhongli - by your side, you won't have to worry about getting lost. He was the Archon of this Nation, after all and knew it like the back of his hand or.. as well as he knows you. (And your weaknesses.)

Speaking of hands - you felt the soft, yet big gloves hand of his holding yours quite tightly, but not too tightly that it would hurt. From time to time he would stroke your knuckles with his thumb gently, while he gives you this gentle smile of his.

The both of you didn't share that much words, because your gazes are already speaking enough. When you look at Zhongli, he either looks around in the nature or he notices your gaze on his and gives you a gaze full of love and adoration for you.

In times like these, he was really glad he found you again - after so many centuries, he found the love of his life again. And he hopes he will always find you - no matter what. Zhongli was sure; as long as he lets his heart guide him, he will always find back to you.

His heart belongs to only you, after all.

The only noises you heard were the birds chirping in the orange beautiful trees, or the wind blowing a bit.

Well, until you heard the deep voice of your husband and you felt his gaze on you.

"I love you beyond death, my dear tiánxīn."

You felt the soft lips of his planting a gentle kiss on your cheek.

~ 💐

hhhhhh ok i'm ready to release this beauty to the world bc hoo boy this made me blush and giggle like a schoolgirl shdlfjskldjlf

"I love you beyond death, my dear tiánxīn." *clutches chest and falls on my knees* bye im ded

i lost count of how many times i reread this but vi ily /p and i would smooch your forehead but i fear baizhu will get jealous, so i shall refrain from that and i shall pat you instead <3

[flyingmintbunny0]

Ok I'm liveblogging this whole ep in this post for my own amusement/detriment

BUDDY DADDIES LAST EPISODE 12 SPOILERS!

I am not ready hhhhhh

They're back in their apartment and its snowing awww :,)

Breakfast duo!!! They are precious

Rei's in his work suit, somethings gonna go down as soon as Miri is at daycare isn't it

Also Miri mentioning her mom 😭 this so sad, they're gonna run out of excuses eventually. This lil girl is gonna need so much therapy

the pinky promise 🥺 Reis face pfbfbfbf

(also I dislike only Rei gave the pinky promise, something better not happen to Kazuki, if I get Banana fish'ed I'm gonna cry and die hhhhh)

Kazuki: "They're genetically inclined to be bad with words, after all." PDHDBDBFHF THATS TOO FUNNY TO BE A REFERENCE TO REIS DAD PLEASE

YEAH KYU TELL EM OFF, YOU TWO HAVE TO GO TO HER XMAS PARTY

Omg we were right they are going to go after the organization, i didn't think that would come true omg

HOLY SHIT THESE TWO ARE INSANE I LOVE THEM "living weapon" DAMN RIGHT

KAZUKI WAS GOING TO DRIVE THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR THIS MAN IS FERAL

HEY

HEY YOU CANT CUT AWAY LIKE THAT Kazuki is in danger hhhhhhh

Miri is babey tho i love her

Ogino is a horror game/movie villain oh my god he's scary, pls die

holy shit

that fight was visceral what the fuck

Ogino mentioned Kazuki's wife, Kazuki's bluff, Rei's hair came undone (the symbolism aaaa), the sound direction for Ogino's death is so uncomfy like damn and then they eXPLODE HIM HELL YEAH

Also they're partners im gonna cry 😭😭😭

pinky promise is back 😭🥺😭

Rei's recap im done im ded ;v;

REI REI OH MY GOD BRO WHAT

This is insane, it makes sense to keep the boss alive so the others from the org dont go after them for revenge but omg

Glad Rei told off his dad completely tho haHA get fucked!!

Miss Anna deserves the world <3

they made it ;v; and the santa outfits ;v; hwhwhhhh

its so cutee aaaaaaa ;v;

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD THIS IS NOT A DRILL A TIMESKIP???????

COFFEE SHOP AU IS REAL???????? IM SOBBING

Theyyydre 😭 aa fammilyyyyyy hhhhhhwhbdhdjdhdb 😭😭😭😭

This was the best possible series finale i am never going to recover, my heart has melted onto the floor, im deceased

[starrykitty013]

heyy i was wondering if u could do more avenger and Peter interactions. I would love more Steve and Peter but any thing is fine

Okay so idk if you wanted a drawing or a writing scrap but I made both. Tbh I made the animatic like fresh but the lil story I will attach to this ask is a little scrap from JGLEH that never got in and honestly is pretty bad but whatever here it is, it mostly has Fury but there avengers at the end and I didn’t wanna write a full one shot cuz it’s finals week and I’m already hanging by a thread.

Thank you so much for this ask tho, I hope you have a good day.

So here is the story:

So the kid was an official idiot.

Like now.

At 2:54am.

Parker: i srsly dont need 2 b here

Fury: I didn’t think kids texted like this anymore

Parker: we dont but like i was trying to dull down my gen z around you

Fury: how considerate

Parker: np

Fury got all of 3 minutes of peace before his phone buzzed again and he groaned.

Parker: let me outta this torture!!

Fury didn’t plan on responding as Peter proceeded to send him large paragraph texts about everything that was going on. Apparently he was roomed with Stark

Parker: jokes on them imma patrol

Fury: in Minnasota?

Parker: no in Canada

Fury: you are a little shit. Stop texting me.

Parker: *picture of a random graph chart with no lables*

Fury: what does that even mean?

Parker: find loss

Fury:...

Parker: iz ded meme

Parker: u shod no

Fury: I feel like your language skills are depletling with this conversation.

Parker: english is stupid

Fury sighed and the next text was sort of unexpected.

Parker: are you coming?

It was surprising because A.) Parker never used punctuation and B.) he never asked Fury to come to anything.

Fury: why?

Parker: cant deal with birdbrains rn

Fury was slightly taken aback. Peter often complained about the Avengers, but he never asked anyone to deal with them for him. He was headstrong and stubborn and a general pain in the ass to anyone who had ever known him - as far as Fury was concerned.

But Fury was curious as to what they could possibly do to annoy Peter enough to ask Fury to come up.

Fury:why?

Parker: Im puking

That threw Fury in for a loop. He immediatly pressed buttons on his phone as the call was ringing. Only after Fury did the action that he relized how ‘caring’ it must make him seem. The tone changed to a muffled russling in the background that was obviously Peter.

“Hey.” his voice was hoarse and Fury jumped forward to respond.

“What happened?” Fury asked immediatly earning a soft laugh out of Peter.

“Aww, you do care.”

“I’m asking what happened on the mission Parker. Not about your health issue right now.” Fury said. It was an excuse to make sure Peter was actually okay. There was no way in hell that the Avengers would take care of him and even if Peter could take care of himself, Fury wanted to make sure he wasn’t dying (the kid had a nasty habit of hiding fatal injuries or illlnesses) so he could be assured that Peter would come back to New York to actually take care of himself. “Status report.” he barked.

“I’m not a soldier” Peter reminded and Fury could picture his scrunched nose.

“I don’t give a shit. What’s going on?” Fury said in a stern cold tone.

“Uhm, well as you know it’s currently 3am, everyone is sleeping.” And Fury sighed and face palmed.

“Then how are they being ‘insufferable’?” Fury said in an annoyed tone.

“They were being insufferable.” Peter defended weakly.

“Is the mission going well?” Fury asked.

“Yes.”

“Then, please, tell me why you were texting me at three in the fucking morning Parker.” Fury gritted in the phone.

“... I might be a little...sick.” Peter mumbled and Fury could tell he was embarassed.

“And that’s my problem how?” Fury asked.

“It’s not… I just… didn’t feel good.” Peter said and a meek tone.

“This is the stupidest reason to call me.” Fury said to the boy, he didn’t yell at him though.

“I know.” Peter responded dejectedly.

“I can’t do anything from here. Not without the Avengers knowing and you know that too.”

“I just can’t sleep… and I may have ate too much.” Peter said. “It’s not serious.”

“Then why are we still talking about it?”

“I dunno… This conversation is kinda choppy.” Peter said. “But do you have anything else for me to do. I can’t sleep.” he said again.

“What happened to patrolling Minnasota?” Fury asked and Peter groaned.

“Minnasota is boring! I can’t hear any muggings or assults within a ten block radius!”

“Then play hockey or something.” Fury said and went to his computer to find the mission files. “How much of the mission have you gotten done?”

“About like 76 percent of it. We just gotta bust a werehouse and do a sweep for anybody who might’ve gotten away.” Peter responded. “Cap and Wilson could’ve handled it, you didn’t even need Barton.” suddenly there was a muffled knocking at the presumably bathroom door and it opening as Peter presumably looked up.

“What are you doin’ up?” Barton’s sleep-ridden voice snapped at Peter. Peter had been reletivly quiet but Barton was a spy.

“I’ll call you back.”

And the call hung up.

OoOoO

Peter looked up at Captian America, Falcon and Hawkeye as they had sat him on the bed in the hotel room.

After Clint had found him talking on the phone at 3 in the morning, he felt it nessary to call the rest of the team that was assigned on this useless mission to action.

“You said Fury was on the phone. What did he want?” Steve asked, they were all reasonably still grumpy from getting up at this time of night.

“Oh you know, mission reports and stuff.” Peter said casually. There was no way to admit it was because he had gotten sick and kind of asked to be picked up. It wasn’t even that bad, he’d just eaten too much at dinner. He was mildly nauseous, but nothing to write (or his case text) home about. He didn’t even know why he had texted Fury or told him that he was sick. The man didn’t care, he guessed it was because Fury wouldn’t give him sympathy. “He wanted to know when we’d be done.”

“We just got here.” Steve narrowed his eyes.

“That’s what I said.” Peter then leaped out a window to avoid further questioning

[watchingspnagain]

Rewatching Long-Distance Call

Welcome to “Pack Your Panties, We’re Going to Ohio: A Supernatural Rewatch Blog” with Lor and Mace!

  Up today, s3e14: Long-Distance Call.

 People in a town in Ohio are getting phone calls and IMs from the dead. Always someone who was very close to them and whose return they long for. The catch? Eventually the phone calls end in their gruesome deaths. The boys are on the case, but when Dean receives a call from John, he goes off the deep end—juuuust a little. Sam saves the day, but it’s clear Sam and Dean are both getting desperate and emotions are high as the clock ticks down for Dean.

 Below is a log of our real-time reactions as we watched. Remember that there may be spoilers for any part of SPN’s 15-season run here. Note also that the nature of our conversation is adult and thus it may contain adult language and themes.

 [and we begin:]

 Lor:

 (omg only three eps till Cas!)

  Mace:

 (OHMYGOD YAYYYY)

Lor:

 tsk, pull your collar down in the back over your tie, dude

  Mace:

 snork

  Lor:

 1 demerit

  Mace:

 harsh!

  Lor:

I don't make the rules!

  Mace:

 SNORK!

  Lor:

 it's all right he's not gonna live long enough to care about his demerits

  Mace:

 that’s very true

 CREEPY

  Lor:

 YEP

  Mace:

 EW the blood splatter sound

  Lor:

 haaaahahahahah the splatter on the phone

 LOL

  Mace:

 prolly brain splatter too

  Lor:

 LOL our different reactions

  Mace:

 YAS

 “pack your panties, Sam"

  Lor:

 "no we were actually talking about our feelings"

YOU COULD USE TO TALK ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS, BOY

  Mace:

 you KNOW you have a favorite boy band, Dean

 YES

  Lor:

 he DOES

he absolutely does

(it's the Backstreet Boys)

  Mace:

 of course it is

  BOYS. SO FRAUGHT

  Lor:

 "you really wanna talk about who’s keeping secrets from who?" oooooh FRAUGHT

 LOL

  Mace:

 YAS, SAMMY, COME TO OHIO

  Lor:

 "guess I"m going to ohio" SASSY

 YAAAAAS

 oooo I LOVE it when they communicate without talking like that

  Mace:

 YES

  Lor:

 "a capital offense" and Sam's clearing his throat

 Mace:

 HAHAHA

 my god, Sammy looks good in that suit

that checked shirt, his hair

  Lor:

 he DOES

Dean wants a lunch

OMG I love him

  Mace:

 YAS

 omg lookit THOSE suits

  Lor:

 RIGHT?

  Mace:

 “worth every penny”

DEAN WINCHESTER

  Lor:

 oh Dean

  Mace:

 OMG THEIR STERN FACES

  Lor:

 mrrrrrg Dean all stern voice

  Mace:

 HAHAHAHA

  Lor:

 AND THEN THE SMUG SMILE

  Mace:

 YASYASYAS

  Lor:

 excuse, am ded

  Mace:

 SAME

 I think this is my favorite phase of Sammy hair

  Lor:

 it IS good

  "cause I was sort of busy"

OMG Dean's smile

  Mace:

 YES

  Lor:

 I WISH people from the phone company dressed like that

  Mace:

 HA

  Lor:

 THAT ISN'T A CHEAP SUIT

  Mace:

 seriously, Sammy is KILLING ME right now

DIMPLES

  Lor:

 the collar with NO BUTTONS

the HINT of ridiculous sideburns but they aren't ridiculous YET

  Mace:

 YES

the little flippity curls in the back of his hair

  Lor:

 YAAAAS

nrrrrrg now it's UNBUTTONED

  Mace:

 DEEEEDDDDD

  Lor:

 omg the girl walking past him who gives him the look

  Mace:

 YES

  Lor:

 oh DEAN

  Mace:

 oh DEAN NO

 HAHAHA

  Lor:

 you KNOW it's not your dad, honey

come ON

 "like OPRAH"

  Mace:

 SNORK!

 poor tiger he’s SHOOK

  Lor:

 HE IS

 okay, Sam, you need to swaddle your brother in a soft blankie and lock him in a room. he is not okay to do this case right now

  Mace:

 RIGHT?!

 (I’ve been to Milan, OH)

 omg the EYEBROWS

  Lor:

 (woot! did you go to the museum?)

 YES

  Mace:

 no

but they have edison signs all over

  Lor:

 "what's with the quotey fingers?"

  Mace:

 HAHAHA

  Lor:

 "we're walking and we're not touching that" OMG she's hilarious but I would have to smack her in real life

  Mace:

 YEP

  Lor:

 "the moldy are calling the freshies" omg

  Mace:

SNORK

 oh Dean, sitting up waiting for the call

  Lor:

 RIGHT?

 "do what?" omg his voice

  Mace:

 “you’re my boy, I love you” aaaand it’s definitely not him

  Lor:

 he said he loves you Dean, you KNOW THAT'S NOT HIM

 HAAHAHAAHHAHA YES

 this is SUCH a creepy concept

  Mace:

 IT IS

  Lor:

 "my ass is too sweet to let out of sight" DEAN

  Mace:

 he’s…not wrong

  Lor:

 TRUE

 omg the way Sam is trying to be patient and Dean is going off

  Mace:

 Dean, eat a piece of cheese, dude

 YES

  Lor:

 LOL

they both need hugs

  Mace:

 YEP

  Lor:

 "maybe that's all I got okay?"

  Mace:

 oh DEAN

  Lor:

 "please don't go anywhere until I get back

sam I TOLD you to swaddle him. he's just gonna flail and cry and take off now

  Mace:

 they never listen to us

  Lor:

 nope

silly boys

  Mace:

 um, what little kid would just matter-of-factly answer that play phone?

  Lor:

 RIGHT?

  Mace:

 I would have pooped my little pants

  Lor:

 YEP

though I like the parallel of the little boy answering the phone that's his mom and then immediately Dean answering the phone that's his dad

  Mace:

 oooh YES

  Lor:

 Dean can't stop being a little boy here

  Mace:

 NOPE

  Lor:

 "is that a sandwich?"

  Mace:

 “is that a sandwich"

 HAHAHA

  Lor:

 "this is herman munster" HAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA

  Mace:

 HAHAHAHA

  Lor:

 omg stop hitting Sammy in the head

  Mace:

 Ope, Sammy and the head concussions

HAHAHA

  Lor:

 LOLOLOLOLOL

 poor Stewie

  Mace:

 ew

  Lor:

 oooooh boy

  Mace:

 yeah

this is just cruel

  Lor:

 (I assume Dean is at the dude's house. i don't remember)

  Mace:

 (yep)

  Lor:

 omg moving his hair with the knife

  Mace:

 YES

  Lor:

 omg that move with the gun

  Mace:

 YES

SO COMPETENT

  Lor:

 YAAAAAS

and hot

  Mace:

 EWEWEWEWEWEW

  Lor:

 and hotly competent

  Mace:

 YES

  Lor:

 GROOOOOSS

SEE that impaling I believe would kill someone

UNLIKE SOME

  Mace:

 HAAAAAHAHAHAHA

 oh that Dean LOOK

poor kitten

  Lor:

 RIGHT?

 HOW DID HE GET OUT OF THAT ONE?

 "i see they improved your face" "right back atcha"

  Mace:

 BOYS

  Lor:

 "i gave you a hell of a time on this one" oh DEAN

  Mace:

 DEAN

  Lor:

 "I'm scared, Sam. I'm really scared" "I know" GAAAAAAAAH I CAN'T

  Mace:

 ME NEITHER

  Lor:

 "and me"

GAAAAAH

  Mace:

 YAS

  Lor:

 "that's what you come back with? and me?" "you want a poem?"

HAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

 drinking together in the motel room sigh

  Mace:

 THESE TWO

  Lor:

 holds them

  Mace:

 YES

  Lor:

 our poor boys

  Mace:

 INDEED

[stray-tori]

trigun stampede reaction compilation & thoughts

it is trigun stampede time. <- can't watch new link click ep

funfact: I called Meryl Merelyn for like. the entire watch. I can't hear :)

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finally watching trigun stampede. i enjoy it a lot so far. sometimes the animation is a bit too overly animated (lol) but that's my only nitpick so far.

Meryl going "!!! journalistic integrityyyy, don't flatter meeee" was so cute, she's very endearing.

I didn't think it'd hook me that well, I just kinda wanted something to distract me a bit.

(insect bomb thingies) JESUS CHRIST

(idv reference) breaking wheel crossover spotted.

i like that the antagonist is just in this wack-ass clothed hood (how is it so big?) and is just.... slowly walking across the desert to the goal, like dude you couldn't get... a vehicle or sth? damn

a funny dude ominously terrifying but kinda funny

nvm absolutely terrifying the hood is still a lil goofy

why's there another kid that has the same hairstyle as the other two as kids......

(Kni obliterating the town) ok but why tho dude

oh hey wolfwood. oh. he ded. epic.

lmao his speech to god with that deadpan voice and wide kneel is sending me he is kinda creepy- i get that hes being nice to this traumatized child. but he comes across. as so creepy lol- "hey kid WANT A LOLIPOP" (this is even weirder in hindsight, like did he know?? he being an actor out here)

well. they ded. rip NO SPLITTING THE PARTY this show is genuinely creepy

???? they were too busy with the flir compliment to notice Roberto just fucking vanishing in front of them?? okay okay i see how it is

Wolfwood: "you fool!!" (proceeds to keep standing in front of the worm too)

HIS NAME IS NIKOLAS???

fellas does it mean sth to take the words of your thematic foil to heart and eat something again?

awww they're both sleeping in the back of the car lol, adorable

Meryl: im dying of a heat stroke Meryl: (in jacket)

Hello Norton from the 4vs1 asymmetrical game Identity V.

ooh it was a flashback :0 smooth ... mAN :( NO THIS DUDE. NOT THIS DOCTOR DUDE

why did his death actually bring the wind back i dont understand... like uh, I get that there's some religious theming going on here; but is the show saying that it's actually true and he was needed as a sacrifice? idk about that one chief. Maybe it's "sth sth natural order restored" but hmmm

Subtitles sure would be nice for this silent movie segment (dub was too incompetent to add subtitles for the text, so i had both sub and dub open and alternated as the segments happened. fun times. tbh it probably wasn't that relevant but oh well)

this artstyle and animation of this orphanage segment is SO NICE

that was adorable and way more "eyo?" than i expected from this show. dude smoked as a toddler too though, goddamn.

i…… what about wolfwood being against the cult until they blackmailed him made blue-hair think killing everyone they can blackmail him with would make him a better devotee. Like I guess he's not genuine now but I feel like killing everything he's trying to protect by helping them, is just.... kinda counterproductive.

Wolfwood: ILL SKIN YOU ALIVE AND PLAY WITH YOUR BONES UNTIL YOU BEG FOR DEATH Vash: 🥺

(the context does make sense but this fucking killed me)

ik that its literal for him bc he doesnt need it but saying he wont eat the food bc its "a waste" just hits different for me.... hng.

im gonna cry bc this "home" segment is so nice and im sure soon ill cry bc its gonna get RIPPED AWAY

LUIDA SURVIVED THAT??? HOW DID SHE SURVIVE THAT- Halleluja.

NO HIS HAIR- UNDO THIS RIGHT NOW. WHAT IS THIS- WHERE'S SOFTIE- epic callback tho (? idk what the relation to the other trigun media is.)

apparently it's sort of an semi-divergent prequel? according to the comments at least..... which..... probably means the hair is gonna stay... *sob*

okay, what is even happening-

goddamn the fucking burning animation on Knives.... they went insane, that looked so good.

I- what is happening-

I'm assuming the name of the newbie Meryl will take on is meaningful to the franchise bc it was framed like that but I just sat there like... "w-who? should i know them?"

where's vash :(

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On characters and dynamics

So, some stuff I didn't really comment on but the whole plants thing is very cool, lots of interesting philosophical arguments. Even if the whole... scientist shows journalists around thing was a little.... well, damn, aren't you nice, huh? IDK THAT WAS SO RANDOM WHAT DHSAJD-

Also the imagery of Vash having cords to all of the plants sure was something. (not negative)

I... was really confused on what was going on with his vine thingies at the end. I'm pretty sure both him and Knives got 1 wing each with their... tentacle... thingies, but they never really focused on it well (or maybe I was too tired to notice) so I was like "?? what is this noise behind him" for like... 2 minutes.

I think the show peaked with everything except the end for me (like all the plants stuff, like everything going on with the morality aspects and all that)- which might be my lack of trigun investment going into it to be fair. I feel like.... they did set it up but then didn't really deliver on it in a way that felt impactful to me, things were just kinda... happening and people were just kinda... there. Which like, i get this is kinda beyond anyone's capabilities but. YOU KNOW-

Maybe I just don't get it (likely), but I feel like it was kind of set up well, but then also not really resolved with the same "pieces"?

Like uh. we had wolfwood and vash redirect the cannon from the orphanage, which is very similar to vash redirecting the core-space-cube-thingy from the city in the end.

And we also had the whole "reach the person inside" aspect with livio, which then kind of came back with vash. But Meryl... idk, her part in the climax felt kind of unearned or... not as impactful to me? She wasn't really involved in the livio stuff at all.

I'm not saying Wolfwood would have made sense to be there in her stead, not rly, but her being there just didn't really do anything for me. She even already had her moment of not running away in the orphanage arc too. And she also didn't really have a huge impact in the end either, because it was mostly Rem's memory? Which like, you could argue makes my whole problem irrelevant which is fair, but idk. felt strange.

So yeah, I do think that i find it a jarring that the ending kinda had this whole Meryl->Vash and Wolfwood->Meryl rescuing thing going on, when I feel like the show almost exclusively focused on Meryl+Roberto and Vash+Wolfwood.

[kadythethief]

new mc just dropped. in my head. future avatar of kneecaps. she/her, maybe they/them too, idk???, yandere, she never really came back right after ch 18 😔

i think im gonna name them nancy. also their formal demon attire.

i'd like to draw their demon form, tail and everything some time, but tbh idk when that'll be.

they rly be stuck in my head so i'll be listing some notes! if more come, i'll probably go edit this post later

very positive, happy-go-lucky like how mammon said in the earlier seasons??? mammon was probably her fav, but all that changed when the belphie attacked and ended her

she got better tho and the brothers moved on so she had to as well. only satan rly understood how she really felt but when he asked her about it, she said she was fine! satan would come to regret it later for leaving it at that.

belphie had changed his mind about nancy and loves her now! nancy returned those feelings strongly, to the point of basically discarding poor mammon which belphie was very smug about, very bratty, you know how it goes. regrets it later when it turns out, the relationship comes with a routine timeout from his kneecaps.

eventually they die, basically bc something happened and belphie looked to nancy like he was gonna die or at least get seriously injured so she threw herself in front of the threat and- ded!

belphie was extremely shocked and surprised and felt somewhat bad that he also felt relief.

when they came back, as an avatar, it was to some dread of the brothers, considering she spent most of her last months torturing belphie, removing his kneecaps on a routine basis, and using the pacts to order the brothers not to tell anyone.

diavolo announced their new status of avatar of despair, unfortunately it didn't register to nancy. dying the first time was bad enough, the second time didn't feel any better. so they convinced themselves of being the avatar of kneecaps now, their favorite hobby in life, and now after-death!

and oops! it turns out, the pacts do remain even if you die and get re-born as a demon!

makes belphie call her master in their sessions

relationship:

they are best friends with solomon btw, but her hobby is a secret. no one outside of the hol knows about it. she'd be terrified if solomon found out because she thinks he'd be mad at her and dislike her and she doesn't want him mad at her.

except thirteen probably knows. or at least suspects something is up. at the least she knows something is wrong with the human, but she doesn't understand what. so it can't be important. it's not like she would mind. she likes nancy for being a lil crazy.

petit body type, probably from iceland,

asmo was scared at first, but he doesn't care later. it's not his kneecaps that are vanished routinely. doesn't like to see and avoids his brother when he is in timeout, cause it's ick.

levi is scared

fav color: yellow

fav music: SIX