#i dont really like how I did the vest but oh well

[appleblocks]

for the palette thing ,Jimmy in cowboy or angelic messenger

Thank you

Our favorite canary man <3

(I can't draw cowboy hats too well,,,)

He's so cute!!!! <3 <3 <3

[mybiasisexo]

chanyeol + 15 and 32 pleaseee

Battles 🩸

Genre: angst | supernatural!au | vampire!pcy Pairing: Chanyeol x f.Reader Length: 3.2k (so ridiculous lol) Warnings: Mentions of death and blood | Implied sex

a/n: shouldve posted this on halloween but oh well. And this is all my pea brain can come up with so pls dont ask for more lol. yall know i wont do it anyways lmao

DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST

You were nearly free when Chanyeol found you.

Knowing what his presence meant for you, you made a desperate attempt to take your life. Death was better than the future he wished you to live.

But, of course, he wouldn’t allow you that luxury.

When that option failed, you begrudgingly relented and had him drag you back to your prison. The place that you had escaped for six months.

The mansion was quiet when you returned. The lighting in the familiar halls were so dim you could barely see the wide back of the soldier you followed.

Chanyeol led you to the bedroom that had been your ‘home’ for a year, holding open the door for you to enter. You hesitated. The thought of being trapped within those walls again made bile rise in your throat. You were so close…. So close to freedom.

Chanyeol said your name sternly. A warning.

Swallowing down your nausea, you begrudgingly crossed the threshold.

Everything was how you had left it. It was as if you’d walked back in time.

The door closed behind you and the breakdown you’d been keeping at bay threatened to explode. But, your intuition held it back, instead urging you to check behind you. Trusting that instinct, you turned and was stunned to see Chanyeol had closed himself inside with you. 

You’d forgotten how massive the man was. Even with his legs spread shoulder’s length apart, he was still taller than the door behind him. He wore a black leather vest that exposed his bulging biceps. The visible skin was riddled with scars. Some blended against his pale skin, while others were a stark contrast. His wounds were a grim reminder of the life he’d lived–of the warrior he was.

He took you in with those large eyes of his. They were somewhat frightening. His irises were so dark, you couldn’t distinguish them from his pupils, and you swore they were wider than a normal human’s. 

Those lifeless eyes of his scanned your figure, checking for injury, for changes, for familiarities.

Once he was content with what he saw, he visibly relaxed. It was barely noticeable, but you knew him enough to catch his relief.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“It’s been awhile,” he replied, as if that answered your question. In a way, it did. He couldn’t say what he really wanted to. That he missed you. No. That would be wrong for multiple reasons.

“It has,” you relented with a thick swallow.

He took a sudden interest in his shoes. “I thought you were dead.”

“I wish I was.”

His face pinched at your confession. “He’s changed.”

You shook your head. “We both know that isn’t true, Chanyeol.”

His head snapped up at the sound of his name, and he stared at you like it finally hit him that you were in front of him, that you were real. The attention made you want to run–towards him. It made you want to feel those battle scar-riddled arms wrapped around you, holding you close, holding you together. The only place you felt safe in this personal hell of yours was in his arms.

“I should let him know that you’ve returned,” he said stoically, stare zeroed in on your lips.

He’s gone before you could reply.

Now truly alone, you gave into your sorrow and allowed yourself to grief.

~*~

Three days passed undisturbed.

It was as it always had been. You were resigned to your chambers, with the only contact from the outside world being the servants that came and brought you food. Until then, you were left alone with your books and thoughts.

It had been nearly two years since you were kidnapped.

Your city was overrun by vampires.

The Vampire King himself, Sehun, took base in your city. Before the invasion, your family owned a successful restaurant. When Sehun and his undead army first took over, he promised to leave your family alone if your father willingly handed you over to him. You weren’t sure why you were so unlucky to catch the eye of the vicious king, but it was said that Sehun had a taste for beautiful women, as you had been told.

Your father declined his offer.

You were hiding behind him when he did. You’d never forget the way Sehun’s eyes hardened from the rejection, but the smile never left his face. He exited the store without complaint and you were naive enough to believe that was the end of it.

Days later, you were awoken from slumber by screams. Your living room had been turned into a massacre. At the center stood death himself, Sehun, with your father in his clutches. Helplessly, you watched as your father begged you to run. Those would be his last words, as Sehun sank his unnaturally sharp canines into his throat, tearing it out like a wild feline. He turned to you, his dark eyes eerily reflecting the light of the moon, as your father’s warm blood poured down his pale chin and neck. You shivered at the sight.

“You’re mine,” he snarled. A large smile stretched his red stained lips, exposing those monstrous teeth, and all you could think was how wrong it was. He looked absolutely deranged. And you quickly found out just how much he was.

To him you were nothing more than a trophy. He never touched you, but paraded you around and forced you to watch him do heinous acts that haunted your dreams. He got off on terrifying you and breaking your spirit. Sehun was a cruel and evil man. His soul had left him upon his death, leaving him a sinister corpse.

The general of his dead armed forces, and the closest thing he had to a friend, was Chanyeol. He had fought alongside Sehun for centuries. It was a debt he felt needed to be paid, since Sehun was the one who saved him all those years ago. When you were first brought to the mansion, Sehun forced you to eat alongside his guests. That’s how Chanyeol noticed you. He saw the fear you attempted to hide and the sadness you cradled and took pity on you. So much so that he’d occasionally come to your defense whenever Sehun took things too far. You had gained someone in your corner and had no idea the extent of Chanyeol’s protection.

The initial feeling of pity warped into something else. Chanyeol began visiting you late at night–or early morning for you–to check on you and help you adjust to your new life. You resisted in the beginning. Chanyeol was just as much a vampire as Sehun, and you hadn’t gotten over your fear and distrust of their kind. But, he showed you that vampires could still cling to bits of their humanity. His vulnerability towards you lowered your guard, and he became your source of safety and comfort. The more time you spent together, the closer you became until you were falling into his arms, and he caught you with ease. 

But the longer your affair continued, the more obvious it became. After a close call where Sehun made a rare appearance in your room while Chanyeol was in it, you both decided it would be safer to end it.

Everything changed when Sehun decided he was going to make you his vampire queen. You had no idea why he was so obsessed with you. Anyone else, he would’ve grown bored and disposed of already. Sehun only viewed humans as food, so what made you so special?

Whatever his reasons, he informed Chanyeol of his plans, and he felt compelled to tell you. That news was your last straw, and you knew it was time to escape.

Chanyeol was never privy to your plans, and you were only slightly guilty about taking advantage of his trust to gain vital information to help with your escape. One day, when the sun was at its highest, you fled and never looked back.

Sadly, vampires were fast creatures with supernatural senses, and Chanyeol was the best of his kind. It only took him six months to find and bring you back.

You spent the past few days plotting. Obviously, running didn’t work. You needed a new plan.

The one forming was terrifying, but it was time to be brave. You had to face your demons head on, and had to meet them where they stood.

That night, you requested to have dinner with the king. The servant you brought it up to was as human as you. But, unlike you, her body was covered in gnarly wounds you refused to look too closely at. She never spoke, but you saw the concern and question in her expression. You gave her a reassuring nod and she left to relay your message.

Your request was accepted and the next thing you knew, you were entering the bustling dining room the size of a small home. You wore an expensive scarlet dress with a low neckline that showed off your bite-free neck. A snack in a room full of blood thirsty vampires.

The first person who caught your attention was Chanyeol. He was visibly horrified to see you there. You only held your chin higher before shifting your gaze to his left, where Sehun sat at the head of the long table.

Sehun was a magnificent sight. If it weren’t for the fact he was the embodiment of evil, you would probably mistake him for a god. Actually, he was a god–the God of Death. He wore a black tailored suit, and diamonds shimmered chaotically around his neck, wrists, and fingers despite his stillness. A simple silver crown sat crookedly atop the pile of his black locks. He radiated power.

He drank you in as hungrily as he always had, although you thought you sensed an urgency behind the movement. You attested it to being the first time you’ve graced him with your presence since your return.

“Welcome back, my queen,” he spoke after a long moment of you both staring at each other. He grinned, and it came off playful, startling you.

You caught yourself and curtsied, bowing your head in respect. “My King.”

He tilted his head, pleased with the change in your demeanor.

~*~

Chanyeol barged into your room later that night.

“Have you lost your mind?!” He asked.

“Perhaps,” you answered calmly. You were in the middle of getting ready for bed, dressed in your nightgown, brushing your hair as you sat on the edge of your mattress. 

“He still intends to turn you,” he said urgently.

“I know.”

“Then why interact with him?”

“Because I want him to.”

He took a step back, not expecting your response.

“Is that not your reason for leaving?” he asked, puzzled.

You sighed and put down the brush. Turning your head, you peered out the one window in your room, out into a world you yearned to live in. Everything you’d ever known was out there, but everything you’d ever known was dead. Yourself included.

“I’m back now,” you said, keeping your tears at bay. You were so tired of crying. “This is my fate.”

“He’ll kill you,” he confessed in a broken whisper. That drew your attention back at him. He was giving you a pleading look, imploring you to understand the severity of Sehun’s intentions.

“I don’t think he will.”

“That’s how it works!” He wailed. “If he doesn’t lose control, which Sehun has very little of, he’ll turn you into a vampire. You’ll lose your humanity.”

“You seem to not want that to happen.”

“I’m quite fond of the woman you currently are.”

That brought out bittersweet smiles from you both. You stood up and approached him. When you were close enough, you cupped one of his frozen cheeks. He leaned into your touch, holding your wrist to keep from losing your warmth.

“I’ll be fine,” you assured.

His expression grew mournful. “I’ve already lost you once.”

You caressed the skin under his eye with your thumb, as if that would wipe away his worry. “I’ll still be here, Yeol.”

“But you’ll be different.” He drew away, causing your arm to fall limply at your side. “Being a vampire changes you from a molecular level. You will be different.”

“Will it change the way I feel about you?” You dared to ask.

Your name left his lips. Again, it’s said as a warning. But, there was no strength behind it. Only a yearning so deep it pulled you towards him like the moon to the earth.

“I wouldn’t be here alive if not for you,” you said. “You’ve kept me sane, kept me human. You’re proof that being a vampire doesn’t make you inherently a monster. Will you not do the same once I’m at your level?”

Something clicked for him and he nodded with understanding. “I will try my best.”

The air charged around you, causing your body to buzz. The urge to touch him was strong. You hated to admit it, but when you left, leaving him behind was the hardest part. When he captured you, you were afraid of returning, but you couldn’t deny the relief of being back in his company. He had grown a place within your heart too large to ignore, much like him as a person. You had missed him greatly. 

Chanyeol’s jaw worked and his nostrils flared as he inhaled your want for him. His hands clenched at his sides, fighting the urge to answer your body’s call.

You didn’t want to fight it. Not when your human days were now numbered. If Chanyeol was right, and you were going to lose yourself once turned, you wanted to experience being with him while you still felt this way.

You moved close, testing his control. He remained unwavering, but you felt his approval.

“Touch me again,” he ordered.

Unable to resist such a request, you ran your hands up his tense arms, tracing the many scars embedded into them, acknowledging all the battles he’s fought. He closed his eyes and sighed in content. “You’re warm.”

You smiled sadly, but didn't verbally reply as your hands continued their journey up to his shoulders, his neck, his jaw.

You stopped there, conflicted. Boundaries were set between you both, and the last thing you wanted was to get Chanyeol in trouble. Yet, if you stayed within these walls, you would inevitably bring it to him one way or another. Especially after what you must ask of him.

“Chanyeol,” you whispered. His eyes fluttered open at the sound of your distress. Worry and desire swirled within the dark depths of his gaze.

“What is it?” He asked gruffly. 

“I….” You struggled to decide which road to take, but ultimately chose your heart’s truth. “We promised each other not to be like this, but… I can’t stop it.”

He nodded and reached for you, holding your face in his powerful hands. “It’s selfish, but I don’t want you to stop. Damn Sehun and his plans. I want you to be mine.”

He pressed his forehead to yours.

“Do you really mean that?” You asked.

“Of course,” he said fiercely. “Have I not shown you what you mean to me?”

“You have, you have.” You relented. “But…there’s another way.”

“Whatever you want. Just tell me.”

As if in answer, you lurched forward, capturing his lips with your own. He groaned and returned the kiss without hesitation, showing you his loyalty to you.

“Bite me,” you whispered into his mouth. “I want you to taste me.”

“What?” He pulled back, staring at you in disbelief.

“Please,” you begged breathlessly. “Chanyeol, please. I want you to be the one to change me.”

“Ch–Change you?” He repeated, stumbling a few steps from you.

“You said it yourself,” you reminded him. “Sehun will kill me if he does. There’s nobody else I trust to do this, nobody else I want to taste my blood. Just you. Only you, Chanyeol.”

You meant that. The thought of turning into a vampire felt less daunting if it were at the hands of your lover. You’d have this small victory over Sehun.

“He’ll kill us both,” he whispered.

“Will he?” You asked, knowing his words to be true. You knew just how territorial Sehun could be. “You do all the fighting for him. Plus, I believe you’re the only thing in this world Sehun loves.”

Chanyeol swallowed thickly. “Except you.”

“He doesn’t love me,” you corrected. “He covets me. It’s different.”

You watched as he nibbled on his bottom lip. His canines had grown long at the temptation of biting you, and you knew he was seriously contemplating your offer.

He just needed a little nudge.

“You’ve never defied him before. He’ll forgive you. I’ll make sure he will. I promise.”

“You promise?” he laughed skeptically, but you saw the panic leave his body.

“I do. I’ll protect you the same way you’ve protected me.”

He sighed and advanced towards you. His hand went to your chest, right under your neck, and he used it to shove you backwards until you pressed against a wall. A predatory look sharpened his features, reminding you of his true nature. He was a vampire, a monster, and there was no denying it with the way he focused on the vein pulsating on the side of your neck. Your heart started thumping erratically as fear consumed you.

He leaned down, sharp teeth scratched against your neck and you closed your eyes and held your breath in preparation for the pain.

Instead of the sharp ache of his teeth, you felt his tongue glide against your salty flesh before he pressed a gentle kiss to your racing pulse.

“Not tonight,” he said into your neck.

“Wha–why?” You asked in a shaky voice.

He only shook his head before nestling it against your shoulder. 

“Let me have one more night like this,” he requested. “Let me feel your warmth, and tomorrow…. Tomorrow I’ll do it.”

You lifted his head so that you could look at him. His fangs were still elongated and sharp, but they didn’t frighten you as much as they had a moment ago. 

“And then I’ll be yours forever?” You asked.

Chanyeol smiled beautifully. “For as long as I breathe.”

You matched his smile with one of your own. “Then make love to me now, Chanyeol.”

That was all the consent he needed. He kissed you urgently, wanting you so badly he didn’t even bother carrying you back to the bed. Instead, he took you roughly against the wall.

And all that mattered to you then was him. His love for you, his trust in you. His impending betrayal…all in the name of you. Tomorrow all hell would break loose and you might very well lose your life, but that didn’t matter.

Only Chanyeol.

But….

You did have a plan. And as much as you loved Chanyeol, and you really did love him, he was a pawn in your game. 

Sehun’s throne was the ultimate goal, and you had no intention of dying tomorrow or anytime soon.

You were going to be the next ruler of the vampires, and you were going to rip this coven apart from the inside out.

Starting with Chanyeol.

[graciereyy]

The Siren And The Samurai Chapter: 1

Happens after events of last episode! POSSIBLE SPOILERS.

*warning! This will have alot of possibly triggering stuff just like the actual show so be advised.*

Mizu awoke from the yell of the boaters.

“WE’RE CLOSE! GO GET THEM!”

She moaned in complaint from the loss of comfort in her sleep. “Sir, we are close to London and getting closer by the second. Im sorry to wake you, but you need to be up here.”She deeply exhaled.

“Oh alright.” She gathered her things and went outside, the cool breeze made her calm. They were right, London was close-by. A rush of excitement filled her, she could just imagine killing those men already . “are you guys going to stay here? Because i need that irish fuck here, so i can go to him when i need him.” One of the boaters grinned.

“Yeah, we’re going to stay a while. We have quite some business to do here, you dont need to worry about a thing.” She hummed in confirmation then fixed her bangs. “What are you doing here anyway?”

“Business.” She looked behind her and sighed in relief. “Oh look we’re here.” She was happy to get off this damn boat after so long, it felt like she was stuck in a hole forever, but not anymore, more subtle excitement rushed into her body, She was so ready to leave and get off the water and go back on her way. “Hm, its still dark out..” she mumbled to herself. She turned back to the men “so can i just explore? I need some direction.”

“Hell yeah, have at it boy.” One of them said as the other ran to tie the boat to the port. “Just make sure your able to get back.”

“I will.” She mumbled. She took a deep breath then turned around to leave the boat for a while. When her foot touched the port she felt a release in herself. She slowly made her way into the smaller downtown part of the city, it wasn’t like japan at all and she wasn’t used everything being so different, especially when it came to clothes. The women wore these restrictive looking things on their torsos, elegant looking but also looked kind of uncomfortable; With long layered skirts.

While the men wore vests and ugly looking pants. She felt kind of judged just wearing her kimono, the townspeople probably never seen clothes like hers just like she hasn’t seen clothes like theirs but she didn’t really care about that, as long as she wasn’t being looked to as inferior unlike a certain almost bald samurai she was fine.

While she did think about him she didn’t really know how to feel about him. She doesn’t have the time to find out right now, not like he ever actually liked her anyway. She sighed as she made her way to what the townspeople call “The Plaza” its a circular part of town with a stage in the middle, the golden lanterns lit it up beautifully. it looked like the main place a festival would be, which piqued her interest only by a little. Well not until the guy on stage announced one of the singers.

“ Unfortunately theres someone going to be performing in the morning that isn’t very expected or wanted, tomorrow morning THE SIREN is going to perform..” most of the crowd booed while some didn’t even know how to react themselves. Mizu was one of them, she was so confused by it. Why were they called the siren and why weren’t they liked? She just decided to go back to the port.

When she was pretty close to port she saw a strange looking girl with long brown hair, even longer than her own with it getting lighter at the very ends, but also short; reminding her of a tiny mouse. But something else caught her eye about the girl, her clothes looked promiscuous compared to both hers and the the townspeople, her skirt was layered but shorter, a few inches above her knees. her corset had a floral pattern with transparent puffy sleeves. She noticed her staring and their eyes locked, her brown eyes just engraved into Mizus head.

She just ran away and back into the boat. She cleared her throat and deepened her voice “im going to check on, Abijah.” One of the boaters nodded in response. She made her way to the cell while tapping on the wood of the boat, trying to annoy him. Out came a sinister chuckle as she was noticed.

“Ah, little miss Mizu. Ive been waiting for you…” he cooed.

“Ah huh. Okay.”

He grabbed the metal of the cell and twirled his hair sarcastically, as he said “ I’ve been so very lonely down here by myself Mizu.. cant you let me out now?.” He cooed in the tone of an innocent girl.

“Yeah no, you can stay down here for now. You’re going to be here as long as i need you then im going to kill you.”

he growled quietly. “Just gonna use me like im a common whore? Okay fine have your own way then.”

[spacedlexi]

sorry for randomly dumping my headcanon here but I feel like I’m going insane and need at least one other person to hear this opinion without getting jumped (transphobia sucks) and this is related to the trans headcanon post so anon ask it is

like a week ago when I was really tired I thought about how there isn’t a lot of representation for queer POC, especially when it comes to trans people. so being Black and transmasc myself a lightbulb practically lit over my head at the chance to headcanon a well-loved Black character (Louis) as trans (and transmasc at that! always felt somewhat excluded due to most people subconsciously only viewing young, white, and/or skinny characters as transmasc) and I wrote down:

“Trans Louis… his deadname was Louise and his parents were rich enough for him to buy testosterone without anyone noticing and they chalked the changes up to puberty. Either he gradually brought more and more masculine clothes and his parents didn’t care or again he brought them without anyone noticing and brought them to Ericson’s/wore them when his parents wouldn’t notice”.

that was written somewhat un-seriously because I was tired but now my brain has latched onto transmasc Kouis and I feel like I need at least one other person to see my vision or I’ll go insane.

ALSO YOU’RE SO RIGHT ABOUT VI’S WEAPON BEING A BUTCHER’S KNIFE. didn’t get it at first but when it clicked I stared at the corner of the room like a sitcom character staring at the camera when a laugh track plays after they deliver a classic zinger.

awe 🥺 come into my open arms you are safe here. i did really like way back when the transmasc louis transfem vi headcanons were a little popular. even if i didnt necessarily share them myself (but thats mostly just bc i dont headcanon a lot. i did draw them with the trans flag tho). it was cute :') and im glad it makes you so happy!! i see your Vision anon i Get It. if he could do what he did to his parents i think he could secretly buy a whole new wardrobe if he wanted dfgsdfg

and yeah butchers knife violet just reinforcing her masc lesbian vibes for me when i Realized. like oh its intentional isnt it. theres no way that girl is fem shes just a secret softie. how am i Not supposed to think shes got some gender thing going on with those layered baggy shirts and vest that hide her frame 🤨 ??

[fluffypandabun]

Tickly Body positivity

AN: This wasnt a request persay! This was just an idea I had randomly and I just had to write! I hope u enjoy! (Please dont tag as ship!)

Summary: During a sleepover with two of his pals, Barnaby gets a bit self conscious of his looks. Leave it too his two pals to cheer him up!

Barnaby stared at his own reflection in the mirror, his normal happy smile morphed into a grimace as he took in his own apprence. Has he always been this....plump?

He gave a poke to his plush tummy, frown deepening at the way it squished gently at the touch. His tail tucked between his legs and he tugged down at his vest, now suddenly self consious on how it did little to cover his round tum.

Voices outside the door startled him out of his spiraling self consious thoughts, which got more audible the closer to the door they got. "Barnieee~!" Came Julies bubbly voice, the monster puppet gave a quirkly little five tapped knock, "Are you almost ready for our sleepover?"

Ah right the sleepover, in his spiral Barnaby had almost forgotten Wally and Julie was over at his home for a planned annuel sleepover, which he was supposed to be getting ready for before he had caught himself in his mirror.

He cleared his throat, "Nearly! Give me just another moment!"

There was silience at the door for a few moments and Barnaby thought the two other puppets had left, when suddenly.

"Barnie? Are you okay? You sound upset."

'Ah drats' he thought at the concern sounding tone of his little monster puppets friends voice through the door, clearly he hadnt done a good enough job at masking his unhappiness. Now he was out here worrying his friends over nothing, classic Barnaby B. Beagle.

"Barnaby?" There was Wallys cool even tone, afflicted with the same tint of concern that Julies had been. "Is something wrong?

"Nope!" Barnaby chirped, though it sounded forced even to him "Everythings A-Okay!"

Silience and then;

"Barnie...? Can we come in..?"

Oh of course Julie had to bring out her sad voice, the blue beagle could already imagine the sad big eyes she would be given him if he could see her. The neighborhoods greatest collective weakness.

"Aw, alright." he sighed. "You can come in."

There were a few whispers outside the door for a brief second before the door opened, the two smaller puppets stepping inside.

Wally wore his signature blue robe, while Julie wore a soft looking pink nightgown with a pair of butterfly socks that she most likely had "Borrowed" from Frank. Both of them wore matching looks of concern, thought Wallys was more well hiddened behind his calm half lidded eyes.

Julie didnt waste a second, hurrying over to wrap her arms around the much bigger puppets middle to the best of her abilites, tiliting her head up to rest her chin on his stomach so she could peer up at him.

"Awww Barnie! You look so dad? Whats wrong?

Barnaby couldnt tell if he really was just bad at hidding his emotions or if his friends simply knew him well enough by now to be able to read him like an open book. He assumed the latter.

He chuckled softly, reaching up a hand to gently pat the monster puppet a top her head, being mindful of her horns.

"Aww Jules, dont worry bout lil ole me, I'll be alright."

Jules gave him a pout while Wally hummed thoughtfully.

"What made you sad in the first place? Did something happen?"

There was a hint of...something...to the painters tone, something that threatned very un-nice words being spoken to whoever might have made the beagle upset.

Barnaby felt one of his fluffy ears twitch abit nervously. "Aw it was nuthin! I just caught a look in the mirror and realized that I probably needed to cut back on the hotdogs!"

He chuckled the same way he usually did when telling on of his jokes, now usually self depraicating jokes werent his style, and in fact were something he would call his friends out on, but when in doubt of what to do, tell a joke about it!

Instead of laughing like Barnaby had hoped his friends would do, they simply gave him confused looks.

"Why?" Julie asked, cocked her head to the side. "Dont you love hotdogs?"

Barnaby akwardly cleared his throat. "Well of course I do! Its just dont you think ive been looking a bit 'Overstuffed' lately?"

Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, as he only seem to dig his grave further based on the looks his two friends gave him.

"Whats wrong with that?" Julie asked, voice taking on a more thoughtful tone as she looks up at him in concern.

Barnaby quickly held up his paws, shaking his head. "Oh nothin at all of course! Its just," He sighed, "Well kid you know how it can be gettin stuck inside your own head is all."

"Aw well I dont think theres anything wrong with being plump!" Julie declared firmly, she gave Barnaby a squeeze and nuzzled her face in his fur.

"Sides!" She giggled, "It just means theres more to hug!"

"Plus" Wally hummed, appearing suddenly on Barnabys other side, the beagle had no idea how he even got there so quietly.

The yellow puppet wrapped his own arms around the blue dog puppets other side, nuzziling his cheek against his fur in the same way.

"I think it makes you very comfortable to snuggle."

Julie giggled, "Yeah! Youre friend shaped!"

"Like a teddy bear." Wally hummed thoughtfully, Julie grinned.

"A teddy beagle!"

Barnaby let out a huff of amusement, he could feel his face getting warmer and his tail begining to wag a mile a mintuie behind him at all of the genuine compliments he was recciving from his friends.

"Yeah Yeah alright you two I get it, now stop with the mushy stuff before I turn into a puddle."

Julie, however, shook her head. "Nuh uh mister! We'll stop once you admit just how adorable you are!"

Barnaby felt his face go even wamer at the thought of activly calling himself adorable out loud, he may be in the middle of getting cuddled by his two clingy friends, but he still had a reputaion to uphold people!

"N-Now I dont know about that-"

"Hey Julie." Wally suddenly spoke up nonchantly from Barnabys other side.

"Hm?"

"You know another good thing about Barnaby being plump?" He purred, voice suddenly taking on a mischvious lift that made Barnaby suddenly very suspicuous.

"Oh? And whats that?" The monster puppet asked with a smile, picking up on Wallys tone. The puppet lifted up his hands and wiggled his fingers.

"Why it means theres more to tickle of course!"

In an instant the wiggling fingers decended down upon the poor unexpecting beagle, skittering and pinching at his belly.

The comedian let out a very uncharartistic squeal at the sudden sparking ticklish sensations, flapping his hands and he tried to twist his way away from Wallys ticklish grasp"

Meanwhile Julies eyes lit up with a happy squeak. "Of course how could I forget!" She giggled, her own hands beginign to tweak gently at Barnabys belly. Causing him to snort loudly.

"HehehehEHEHy!" Y-You twohohoho cut it ouhohohoht!"

The Beagle squrimed twisting frantcially between the two mischvious puppets, stumbling backwards his legs suddenly hit the foot of his bed, sending him tumbling backwards onto it. His two little attackers quickly followed, climbing up onto the bed to sit on either side of him they began to poke, prod, and wiggle their fingers across his belly at every opening they could find.

Barnaby cackled like a madman, or well, maddog. Twisting partways onto his side in hopes of escaping the tickling fingers but it was to no avail. Those hands seemed to follow him no matter where he twisted or squirmed.

Julie giggled, "Aww, look at this belly~!" she cooed, skittering her fingers across it, giggiling harder at the silly sounds it produced from the beagle puppet.

"So full of love!"

"And giggles" Wally added in with a mischevious grin, gently kneading into the blue beagles plush tummy. Julie grinned right back at him.

"Oh of course! Lots of giggles!"

"Think we can tickle them all out?"

Julie giggled. "Oooo great idea! Lets find out!"

Barnaby was in stiches, howling with snort filled laughter. His leg kicked out like a puppies, and his tail was wagging so fast it thumped the bed loudly in a steady rythme. Not wanting to hurt his little friends he tried to keep his squirming to a minimum, his hands coming up to cover his warm beet red face.

"Guhuhuhuhys pleahehehehse! I-Im begin' yahahahahaha!"

"All you have to do is admit how adorable you are~" Julie sing songed, poking his belly with each word, causing him to squeak eachtime.

"Come on Barnie, its not that hard!" Wally chirped, "All you gotta do is say; 'I, Barnaby B. Beagle, am very adorable and sweet no matter how plump I may get!', See? Easy!"

If the beagles face could somehow get any warmer it did right then in there, he curled up further into a little ball, hiccuping now in between his silly cackles. Not one to be defeated by two puppets half his size he managed to squeak out in between hiccups.

"N-Nehehehehver!"

"Never?" Julie gasped, "Did you hear that Walls? He said never!"

"Oh I heard him alright!"

"Do you know what this means?" She giggled. "I think it means he doesnt want us to ever stop! I think he's just having too much fun!"

Wallys eyes lit up happily. "Oh! But of course! I mean just look at how much his tail is wagging!"

Julie giggled, looking down at the beagle. "Aww do you like the tickles Barnie? Do you just love em soooo much?"

Barnabys tail felt like it was gonna wag off from how fast it was going, which really didnt help prove his point as he squealed out protests in reponse, hiding his face in his hands.

Suddenly, after a few moments, the tickling stopped completly, leaving Barnaby confused and out of breath, shaking with left over giggles. Cautiously he began to remove his arm from his face when suddenly-

"Ready Walls? 1....2....3-!"

There were two twin intakes of air followed by the worrst ticklish sensations the poor beagle had ever felt spreading acorss his entire belly, he quite literally, let out a howl followed by peals of full blown belly laughter. Desperatly he banged his fist on the bed.

"OKAHAHAY! OKAHAHY! I GIHIHIHIVE! I GIHIHIHVE! UNCLE!"

Instantly the sensations came to a stop, and this time nothing else followed. Barnaby was left a giggly pile of goo, gasping for breath he struggled to control his left over titters. After a moment of composing himself he finally moved his arm from his face, he was met by two fond pairs of smiles looking down at him.

"Well~?" Wally hummed, Julie crossed her arms as if waiting expectantly. Barnaby let out a long drawn out groan, giving the two lighthearted glares. "Fiihihihne, Fine! Im...." He muttered the last part far too quiet for the two of them too hear, Jullie raised a brow, lifting up her hands to wiggle her fingers threateningly.

"What was that Barnie?"

Barnaby squeaked, holding up his paws.

"Okay okay! Take it easy! I....I said that I am....adorable.."

"And sweet?"

".....And sweet..."

"Annnnd the most ticklish puppet in the neighborhood?"

"Wha-Hey!" Barnaby spluttered, fully sitting up on the bed.

"Im not saying that! Its not even true and you know that!" He gave Julie a playful poke in her side, causing her to jump and squeak out a giggle.

Wally snorted softly at that, until Barnaby also gave him a poke to the ribs, or where ribs would be, causing him to yelp and nearly tumble off the bed.

"Wha- Hey!"

Barnaby chuckled, wrapping an arm around each of the smaller puppets and tugging them down to lay beside him, earing him twin yelps of suprise. The two puppets squirmed a bit, but after realizing that the beagle wasnt going to do anything they quickly relaxed and snuggled against his side. Barnaby opened and eye to peer at them and chuckled.

"Dont think you two are off the hook, I'm too tired to get you back now but there will be no mercy come morning."

Wallys face went red while Julie giggled excitedly, she rested her head on the beagles chest.

"Did you really mean it when you said you were adorable?"

Barnaby gave her a fond smile, "Yeah yeah I meant it."

The beagle found himself suprised that what came out of his mouth was actually true, he did belive he was adorable. So what if he was plump in the tum? It just made him more comfortable to hug!

Julie positivly beamed at him, nuzziling her face against his chest.

"Good! Now hush. im tired, its sleepy time."

Barnaby rose a brow. "Oh youre tired?"

"Hush!"

The beagle chuckled softly, closing his eyes and letting out a content sigh as he friends snuggled closer to him.

"....Wait guys i never did actually get to change into my pjs...guys?....Guys?....Nevermind..."

[43sol]

Sis wrote the most crack, most spelling-error, most uninformed oneshot of T&B that is somehow in-character and awful and I cried real tears of horror and joy. My heart is full right now. imma draw a Most Serious comic of this.

~~~~

Baranby opens his texting app fully expecting that the old  man was having another crisis only to be pleasantly surprised at the content of the messages. 

---

The rapid fire rate of incoming  texts could only mean one person was the sender. 

Hey Bunny-chan!!!~  (^_-)-☆

Crazy week right??! ( ༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ ) 

Well i dont know bout you but i want to kick back and have soem FUn 

And guess what?

And he supposes at this point Kotestu had wanted him to guess but he didn’t answer in the appropriate time alloted and grew impatient. 

Director got me some coupons to a fancy restaurant

And since we still havnet gotten our drinks yet 

Meet me friday at this location!! ∩(·ω·)∩

An address pops into his maps. 

Dont forget to dress up! (≧∇≦)/

—-

Barnaby should have known that something was up when the old man told him to dress up but he was too distracted by the butterflies in his stomach and the heat in his cheeks to think clearly. And by the time Friday rolled around, he had already arrived 20 minutes early dressed in his nines when reality finally began to sober him up. 

He can’t believe he wasted the suit that (as Fire Embelm put it) “made his ass extra phat” on this place. 

He stands there a little too long slack-jawed that Kotetsu actually finds him outside the restaurant. 

“Hey Bunny-chan!” he says in a way that makes Baranby’s heart flutter but also gives him the urge to wrap his hands around that thick sturdy neck, “glad you could make it!”

And there he is. Dressed in his normal clothes.

“I thought you said to dress fancy?” 

“Uh yeah, see?” He does a little twirl and tips his cap forward. “I got my shirt ironed.”

“Old man-” but before he could finish he is ushered inside and they are seated in ‘the best seat in the house’ because oh god Kotestsu actually made a reservation. 

This establishment  is a place Baranby never thought he would in a million years find himself in. But since meeting Wild Tiger, these event have been happening more and more often. 

Looking around the Texas-style decor, the waiters in cowboy outfits and just so much bovine memorabilia…

“This is Tyson Bison Steakhouse and Winery.”

“Yeah super fancy right?!” 

“It’s a franchise.”

“A fancy franchise!”

“There is a cardboard cut out of Tyson Bison behind you.”

“ It’s like having our friends here but not!”

Obviously nothing could ruin the good mood for Kotetsu T Karuragi. Who has seduced not one, but two people in his life with his buffoonary. 

“Whatever.” 

“That’s the spirit! And don’t worry,” he takes the coupons out of his vest and fans himself with them like a rich old lady, “Dinner’s on me!”

—-

Ok. The food wasn’t horrible. 

And the company wasn’t either. 

Maybe he was even enjoying himself? Maybe Kotetsu-san really did have good ideas sometimes. They needed some time to let loose. What was a better place no one would bother them than the franchise chain one of their friends/coworkers sponsors?

And then the check came. 

Kotetsu, in total confidence, hands the cowboy-waiter his coupons with a smile and a wink. The cowboy-waiter is not impressed. 

“Sir, these coupons are good for a free appetizer. I still need your payment information.” 

Wild Tiger laughs nervously. 

Barnaby starts to feel his blood pressure rise. 

“But you see my buddy, the DIRECTOR OF JUSTICE, gave these to me. For a meal here!”

“Yes and the coupons are good for an appetizer.” 

“I don’t see that written here.”

“Please look at the fine print sir.” 

Oh course the old man’s downfall was him being …well old. 

Barnaby decides to throw him a bone especially since the dinner wasn’t that bad. He pulls out his credit card only to be stopped by Tiger grabbing his wrist. 

“I can’t let you do that Bunny. I’m treatin’ ya today.” 

He scoffs. “You didn’t bring enough money old man, I’ll pay.” 

“No I am.” 

“an d how are you going to do that?” 

Kotetsu points to the cardboard cut out behind him. “That’s how.”

“You can’t be serious” 

“You can’t be serious sir”

“I’m very serious Bunny. The sign says if I can finish a 35 ib steak in 20 mins the meal is free.” Kotetsu turns to the waiter, “So bring me my steak!”

“Sir please.”

“Kotetsu san please, this is ridiculous.”

But Kotetsu already is re seated, tying a bib around his neck, fork and knife ready. 

“Bring me my steak!” 

With much horror, Sternbuild’s number one hero watches as the wait staff bring out a massive steak to his waiting partner and a large comically hourglass. 

The original cowboy-waiter looks like he wants to be anywhere but here. But regardless he does his job, “Begin!” 

And Kotetsu shoves the steak into his mouth.

Which lasts about 20 seconds.

Barnaby watches in horror as his work partner and life buddy makes the universal sign for choking and falls to the restaurant floor. 

Diners begin screaming and the wait staff begin scrambling to call the ambulance. 

Barnaby himself falls to the floor next to Tiger’s side as the love of his life gasps and spits out steak chunks. 

Once the coughing subsides, Barnaby can make out a raspy (but sexy) words, “I’m sorry Bunny-chan… I just wanted… to show you a good time…”

“Old man, you’re so stupid…” He would of had fun regardless of where they were. 

Still coughing but able to sit up, “Next time… you choose the place!” 

Barnaby couldn’t help but chuckle. 

“We will waive your bill if you leave now.” Both of the heroes turn to see the original cowboy-waiter behind them, “and if you two never come back we won’t press charges.”  

[feralshadowdemon]

HELLO

ivan, chuuya, fukuchi, tetchou, AAAAND

yosano

HELLO!!!!!!!!! THIS IS GOING TO BE LONG ivan goncharov first impression: oh how did fyodor fuck you up (did not know/realize he was lobotomized either) impression now: ohh he's my silly. his english dub voice gives me gender envy. i like his eyes. he is weirdly a well-written lobotomized guy. i looked into actual lobotomy for you favorite moment: his entire fight scene was good and more people should talk about it. signed yours truly me idea for a story: primarily? a general character study, however, - bubble bath. it is a character study with him and shibusawa. not set in canon - highschool au. he deserves to be a normal highschool student. he would swear a sweater vest. i will die on this hill unpopular opinion: his character is really fucking good and yes his ability's name is on the nose but i hope we see him again. i don't like shipping him in canon though bc he can't. Consent. Fyovan should not exist. also i think more people should be paying attention to the bsd side characters favorite relationship: shibuvan/shibusawa x ivan and you know it. my #1 comfort ship in my heart. they are so cute <3 favorite headcanon: he has tics and freckles. also sometimes i like making him trans the others are below v

chuuya nakahara first impression: oh he's cool impression now: I WANT TO BE YOU YOUR CHARACTER IS SO COOL GIVE ME YOUR GENDER YOUR CHARACTER SCRATCHES MY BRAIN YOUR ABILITY IS SO COOL. I AM NOT NORMAL. favorite moment: THE HELICOPTER SCENE OH MY GODD idea for a story: i have many! - hirotsu visits him during a stormy night and he's suffering w chronic pains but hirotsu gets him his meds. they get to talk a little. they are silly to me - summer camp au w dazai they are at war constantly - i have too many, but to briefly summarize the rest: fan dancer and kitsune au, meiji era/period au, chuuya and kouyou fic/character study, there will be more after i read stormbringer unpopular opinion: he probably doesn't have anger issues. might just be agitated easily or because of dazai. also people need to stop getting his character soo wrong because the amount of mischaracterization that surrounds that man is NOT funny favorite relationship: people sleep on his and hirotsu's possible dynamic. next one is well. okay. it's obvious, but soukoku, i just like their dynamic whether it's romantic or not. absolute menaces. shoutout to kunichuuzai also, but i honestly cannot ship that man all the time. bonus platonic relationships i really like is the idea of tetchou and chuuya becoming good fucking friends. let chuuya have so many friends to make up for the ones he's lost favorite headcanon(s): freckles chuuya, lightning scars chuuya, nonbinary chuuya (i dont use they/them for them all the time but i am a believer in it), chronic pains, autistic, metal/rock (the song genre) lover, sanrio and ocean life special interest, also demisexual/demiromantic !! sorry they have the most. favoritism is showing fukuchi ochi

first impression: oh doesn't he kill everybody's faves. meh impression now: YOUR CHARACTER AND WRITING IS SO OVERLOOKED. YOU ARE DAD MATERIAL AND THAT SCARES ME BUT IM ALSO :D ABOUT IT favorite moment: the entire fucking fight he has with atsushi and akutagawa. you don't understand he was both terrifying and also that gave me an actual adrenaline rush once i watched it in the anime. the music was so good. also the scene w aya !! idea for a story: the main one is a fukufuku fic where it goes through how overtime, fukuzawa in fukuchi's eyes is more like a wolf than a human being. it's his way of making it hurt less when he has to hurt him. i cant remember any others, but i hope there will be more unpopular opinion: can the fandom not hate on him so much lmao i dont mind seeing people dislike him that's valid but like. give him a chance i swear. he also can be trusted with children favorite relationship: him and fukuzawa's (romantically or platonically idrc). holy shit. holy shit. holy shi- also bonus shoutout to him and ranpo's!! it is not shown a lot but augh. of course i love his relationship with the hunting dogs too but fukufuku sits at the top favorite headcanon: hm. i can't think of any rn tetchou suehiro

first impression: AUTISTIC impression now: AUTISTIC favorite moment: them and kenji's fight >>>>> idea for a story: they are a samurai and they meet jouno along the way. they stay with fukuchi after having a rough run-in with an innkeeper and some people who are after them. they smell like blossoms unpopular opinion: i wish people wrote them beating up people more they're literally one of the strongest characters (physically specifically) of bsd favorite relationship: them and jouno's is peak favorite headcanon: asexual and nonbinary tetchou for the win. my most favorite one of all time though is them being half-taiwanese :] akiko yosano (surprise???)

first impression: please be well written. impression now: she is so cool!! i wish she had more screentime but oh my god she is so cool <33333 she is fun in the manga and i love her so much favorite moment: her backstory i wanna say. we don't get too much content of her but damn her backstory hits hard. it adds so much to her character and i love her a lot idea for a story: she and fukuzawa go shopping together. i think she also deserves some fics w fukuzawa. they have a fun time !! unpopular opinion: not a fan of kousano favorite relationship: her and ranpo's. siblings your honor, absolute siblings, ALSO THAT ONE SCENE IN HER BACKSTORY WHERE HE KNEELS DOWN TO HER AND SHES CRYING AND SJJSDHHFBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA favorite headcanon: aro/ace yosano is cool. very cool. aro/ace yosano.? holds her out to you. Consider

[ask-the-cosmic-duo]

"..... Super Armor, huh? But will it save lives..." Aurora looked down at her own military vest before continuing, "Too strong means too heavy and bulky.. you lack mobility. Infantry will die if it can't get out of the way on time." She leviated a small looking sturdy armor nearby before crushing it easily with magic. "Against explosions and ultra powered magical attacks? How does it help? It needs some kind of exoskeleton... and we dont have the materials nor the tools to create those sadly.. it's only a concept art today in fantasy games. Here, at least."

"Well... racing arcade games are more popular in the imperial capital than FPS games.. same goes for fighting games. We have those tourneys once in a while.. with prize money. We are still far behind in technology than most worlds.. Our Empress doesn't like technology here to move too fast, because she is worried technology will replace magic and flight, and of course mother nature. She worries it will create a dystopian world where corporations benefit."

Aurora looked across the room, at the clock, "looks like I have to make the magic brew for the Empress soon. She's sick.. since the last great battle, and not in a good way." She sighed as she pulls out a old magical cure book...

"I must find the Prince.."

"Oh, well that's easy! The armor's linked to your nervous system! It moves in sync with you, as if it's a part of your body, and even provides force multipliers to allow for much more impressive feats of strength!" Stella trilled softly.

"The Mjolnir armor was developed to armor the Spartan-IIs, and use many different highly-advanced technologies to function, like miniaturized nuclear fusion technology, a special liquid metal crystal layer within the undersuit that is a key part of the suit's mobility, energy shielding starting with the Mark V, and an additional crystal layer under the metal plating that allows for the integration of a smart AI, also introduced with the Mark V."

"Basically, it's obscenely expensive, but also unbelievably effective when paired with someone that won't kill themselves from the armor overreacting to their smallest movements." She paused. "Yeah, uh, if that alone didn't make it clear, it takes a heavily augmented soldier, like a Spartan, to effectively use a set of Mjolnir armor. But, if you give them that armor, and the proper training, they're nearly unstoppable!"

"And you want this armor for yourself? You don't have any augmentation, much less anything like that of a Spartan."

Her ears folded somewhat. "I'm... still figuring that part out." It took her a moment to process what was said next, and she perked up when she did. "Huh? Oh, right. Yeah, she's not far off. I mean, look at America in the human world." She giggled, seemingly having already moved on. "I don't mind tech replacing some things, though. Cars are a blast to drive, despite how dangerous they can be in the wrong hooves. You just gotta make sure you aren't the wrong hooves."

Sol nodded. "Stellar's really good at racing games, though. Knowing her, she'd dominate any competition she's put in once she's used to the controls and knows what works. It's like she can enter the zone at any time, completely at will. It's weird."

Stella tilted her head as Aurora talked about her plans, looking curious. "Sick? Sick how? What happened? And, uh... can we help?" She received a look from Sol, likely about to say again that they might not be authorized to help. She ignored it, though.

[lastwave]

do all the asks for dnd renfield i double dare you

DARE TAKEN.

1: How did you come up with your OCs name?

tha dracula special interest

2: Does your OC have a theme?

OH I JUST TALKED ABT THIS!! we decided that this piano of sigmas theme is very him

3: What is their Class?

SOULKNIFE ROGUE. he was going to be a college of whispers bard but then his charisma needed to be shit. also soulknife is cooler and directly tied to the dracula curse (haven't figured out the exact details)

4: What is their Race?

human. lol

5: Are they from a Module or a Homebrew?

the Heckna! module :)

6: What TTRPG are they from? (D&D, VTM, or something else?)

D&D!

7: Have you gotten to actively play them/introduce them to the story yet?

ive rped as him so ya!

8: What do they look like? (Do you have art of them? Are you open to fan art?)

ohh ok ok. so u know my dracula renfield design? that but he has multiple outfits and he dyes one half of his hair brown because he has trouble coming to terms with the fact hes old LOL

9: What is their personality like?

answered this bad boy

10: What’s their relationship with their parents like?

oughhhh god. ok. he has very mixed feelings on his birth parents. they did what was best to keep him safe as a kid but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt (see iliveinprocrastination's ask abt number 11 for context). he has had a lot of parental and mentorial figures in his life tho and i think he loves all of them. and misses them very deeply

11: Where did they grow up? Do they miss it? Would they ever go back if they could?

answered this one<3

12: Did they have any backstory adventures before joining the party? If not, what were they doing before they were introduced?

ehhhhhh? they werent really adventures but he did have an eventful life pre campaign due to being a traveling act (escape artist & contortionist)

13: What is their alignment? What would THEY say their alignment is? Does it matter to them?

answered this bad boy too

14: Are there any secrets to their backstory you know, but they don’t know yet? (Secret parentage perhaps?)

not that i know of. unless the dm has plans i dont know abt

15: Do they have a favorite food?

onion soup 👍

16: Least favorite food?

gooseberries

17: What means the most to them? (Not a person)

BAILEY HIS MEXICAN REDLEG TARANTULA FRIEND

18: Who means the most to them?

hrm. thats a good question. i dont know<3 out of living people probably elaine? first long-ish friendship in a WHILE.

19: Do they hate anything? (Not a person)

gooey textures ?

20: Do they hate anyone?

dracula LOL. he Will hate heckna later but he hasnt gotten there yet

21: Are they currently in a romance? (NPC or PC)

this man is ace/aro (probably more greyromantic but yanno. under the umbrella) so no

22: Do they have any romance in their backstory? If it ended, how did it end?

midlife crisis where he tried to convince himself he enjoyed dating and hookups

23: Do they have a favorite school of magic?

he does not know that humans can do magic yet

24: Least favorite school of magic?

see above

25: Have they ever lost someone important to them?

yea. sorry for putting u in the blender old man its for the themes and motifs and plot

26: If you had the choice, would you rather they have a happy ending, a bittersweet ending, or a tragic ending?

HAPPY. LET HIM REST MY GOD.

27: Are they a liar? Do they lie to the party, or only to others? Do they usually think they have a good reason?

liar is a strong word. he will if he feels its in his vested interest in survival to. hes not a good liar, but hes very good at avoiding truths.

28: What’s the worst thing they’ve ever done? How do they feel about it?

he used to be like. really mean when he was younger in the whole. scaring people department. he probably did a pretty mean spirited joke on someone that didn't end well. i think he feels bad about it.

29: What’s the best thing they’ve ever done? How do they feel about it?

oughhhhh u know? whatever good hes done for other people i dont think he recognizes it because for the longest time he was never able to see the results. im gonna have to think abt this one

30: Who is their favorite NPC? Or PC if they’re an NPC?

bailey counts as an npc right

31: Least favorite NPC? Or PC if they’re an NPC?

unknown at the moment but it will prooobably be heckna

32: If they suddenly lost their class and had to pick a new one, what would they choose? What would YOU choose for them?

he would choose ranger probably. id choose abberrant mind sorcerer because it fucks

33: If they played the TTRPG they’re from, what would they play as?

FIRBOLG CIRCLE OF DREAMS DRUID NAMED FREYA W/ THE FEYLOST BACKGROUND

34: What is their biggest flaw?

answered this and the next one

35: What do they think their biggest flaw is?

see above

36: What is the best thing about them?

he cares a lot for the people around him. he doesn't make it known verbally but u can tell by his actions

37: What do they think the best thing about them is?

he thinks hes soooo funny

38: What would happen if they suddenly appeared on Earth?

he would simply go back to sleep because it would be a dream 2 him

39: If they suddenly appeared on Earth, what time period would you place them in? What location? Why?

victorian era london. puts him back in his habitat

skipping 40 because idk ❤️

[sugarfeemaster]

Ramona Flowers- Bruce Yamada

Scott Pilgrim- Vance Hopper

~~~~ Monday, October 16th

Its 6:40 in the morning.. school starts at 8 and the bus I take comes at 7:40 but here I am. Dressed, freshened up, and waiting. I mean what's the possibility he taking morning shift- I nodded a bit off to sleep but.. [there he was again. He zoomed pass me in the mall? Who cares about scenery. He boardslide down the escalator rail and rolled into a store. I darted down the escalator trying to keep up with him. When I did, he was standing infront of a door.. My front door??] *Ring* I sprung up from the kitchen table, wiping the sleep from my eyes and darted towards the door.

There he is.. in all of his glory. His hair was more proper and had on less formal clothing.. brown baggy pants, untucked button up, red sweater vest, dark brown bomber jacket, and a mail delivery satchel. "This is so surreal" I muttered. "Uh hey Lord of the rings guy. Are you.. Griffins Stagg?" Bruce read off the package. "No it's, uh, Vance Hopper. Griffin is my nerdy little brother" "Oh, well good running into you, enjoy your novel." He handed Vance the package and dropped his skateboard.

"W-Wait!" Bruce pause and look back at me. "Aren't you the dude in my dreams?" "Thought we went over this already?" Bruce replied. "So you know! Isn't that strange?" Bruce shook his head no. "There's just a really convenient subspace highway in your head. It's like three miles in 15 seconds." I gave him a blank stare. "It this something they dont teach you in American schools?" "Im from France actually.. I gotta fairly obvious accent? Just elaborate I just woke up" I tried to play it cool. "Okay so it's like.. rapid transit? Subspace highways?" I thought of how to relate to it for more conversation

".. like when you hit the walls in pac-man to go on the other side of the maze?" "Ummm no, it's really nothing like pac-man" I let out a small 'oh'. Its too late to slam the door in his face and order another book. "Crap, thanks for stoppin me. You gotta sign this and I gotta go." Bruce took out a clip board and pen from his mail bag. I leaned against the door frame and crossed my arms "But if I sign you'll leave~" I flirted "Im still on the clock handsome, a good face aint that worth losing my job" he chuckled. Driving me crazy "It's not my fault technically. You skateboard through my head, literally. So that's why im fuckin obsessed with you, the least ya could do is let me go out with you"

He blankly stares at me biting the pen.. way to fuck shit up Vance. Now he thinks you're some low-life stalker "I didn't say obsessed, your obsessed.. with my headspace subway" How am I this much of a fuckin loser. I got the looks all I had to do was flirt, now I gotta skip school to blow my brains out. "I totally race around in your mind all day huh doll? Whatever helps you sleep at night and sign this clipboard" I took the clipboard and he gave me the pen. What if he's into losers "So.. four o'clock?" I signed my name.

"Make that six, I got baseball practice. Meet me at the field." "Heh.. how could I forget. Im alright with that" I handed him the clipboard and pen. I watched him skateboard down the street till he turned down a block. "And when you get back home from your daye with whore boy, I'm expecting you to bring me back some twizzlers. Red not black" "You sneaky little rat!" I turned to face Griff. "(Boys settled down.. im still tired)" we looked towards the couch. "(Sorry mama)"

I was working on this AU during the summer on wattpad 👀

[livinglifeonpause]

Build Up - Pre-4 Mission

Pre-4 Mission why do they have Baekho on here? Like get Bumzu ffs. IF YOU V10: Lee Geonwoo (22) (JustB) - 2 >2 (pinky hair) V2: Jay Chang (22) (ONEPACT) - 8.5 > 8 V7: Kang Hayoon (20) (Loud) 7 > 5 - (mullet cut, yellow sweater vest) V21: Hong Sungwon (25) (solo?) 7 >5.5 (black and white checks, red hair, cute eyes, nice ass jawline) - If anyone is gonna try to do Taeyang, I think Jay Chang was a good choice. - Sungwon was fine, not really here for pinky (Geonwoo). TOP TIER: Jay Chang was the correct choice LOW TIER: Geonwoo. correct choice as well AFTER AWHILE

V31: Jang Intae (26) (nothing) 1 > 5 (white sweater vest) V1: Seunghun (24) (CIX) 4 > X (my babbbyyyyy) V21: Hong Sungwon (25) (solo?) 7 > 8 (blue sweater) V3: Bain (22) (JUST B) 9 > 6 (bright ass orange hair. OH I DID NOT expect this kid to be this kid.) - YAASSSSS EAT Seunghunnie baby! - omg, who is that in the light ass blue. he is CUTE! (Taehwan) - okay, but why is Sungwon even doing this show? he 100000% just needs to be in musicals. - dying at Baekhos shady ass facials - didn’t love this song for Seunghun though - does Seunghun KNOW how pretty he is? TOP TIER: Seunghun ….. I would have picked Sungwon honest, but I support this. LOW TIER: Hong Sungwon - OH! My baby Seunghun PLAYING THE GAME! okay! - also the homie with glasses LOOOOOVES him - ALSO WTF! Since when he got braces? DONT GO, DONT GO V34: Park Jeup (30) (Imfact) 8 > 10 ( V20: Lee Donghun (30) (A.C.E.) 6 > 10 ( V33: Neon (23) (nothing) 1 > 10 ( V22: Hyukjin (30) (100%) 7 > 9 ( - okay real talk, I’ve MISSED Jeup’s laugh! - so Donghun is really handsome! I’ve just never noticed cause Chan and Jun were up in my face. - wonder how Jeup felt having Hyukjin join? He’s fucked with him before on the unit. - YASSSSSS giving Donghun his screen time!!!! - Jeup has effing BULKED up. - SAME BAEKHO, SAME! “His Voice!” - honest, how the fuck would you pick top tier? I’m downloading this. - 3 Donghun, 2 Neon, 1 Jeup TOP TIER: DONGHAN - honestly, I support that! - how THE FUCK is he gonna choose low tier?? AHHHH FUCKING SUBS! LOW TIER: Hyukjin - accurate.

SHALL I LOVE YOU AGAIN V18: Kim Seohyung (22) (musicals) 2 > 3 (black blazer) V16: Kim Seong jeong (24) (nothing) 1 > 3 (tan pants, funny face) V40: Yeo One (27) (Pentagon) 2 > 2 (pentagon kid) V23: Yun Inhwan (32) (solo - ENAN) 4 > 2. (smiley one) - ma'am that kid is 32, why he acting all cutesy?? - I'm not really here for low voices.... so I'm not expecting much. - that one kid is too baby face to have a voice that low.- Seohyung. It's like, fine though - smiley kid still smiling - yeo one, pass. BORING - this song is so boring, fuck me. dead. END ALREADY. judges hated it too. - fucking love eunkwang. his faaaaace. TOP TIER: Kim Seong jeong. I pick Kim Seohyung. but honestly, it doesnt matter AT ALL. LOW TIER: Kim Seohyung - yeah thats fine

DITTO V12: Wumuti (24) (Solo?) 8 > 6 (orange hair, weird face/eyes) V11: Jeon Woong (26) (AB6IX) 3 > 4 (black and wht checkered) V37: Kang Seokhwa (23) (Wei) 7 > 4 (whiteish hair) V30: Jung Soomin (19) (Solo) 4 > 7 (english sleepy one) - kid, COMMIT to that intro bro - not really here for the Wei kid (Seokhwa).... ohhh but wait, he asked the Wumuti kid if he was okay and that was nice - they already focusing wayyyyyy to much on Wumuti so that means he gonna win. - AB6IX "ra ta ta" soooo boring. - but also that one kid (in the light tan/white coat) dancing and the other kid (in the tan coat) just staring at him. HAAAAAAAA! - Wumuti has really good energy though. This song is just like meh though. Wish he had picked different TOP TIER: Wumuti.... idk, Wumuti or Jung Soomin. doesn't matter, hated the song choice. stupid ass song for a SINGING show. bruh, Wumutifeels so fake though. LOW TIER: Jeon Woong - that's fine. I dont care.

TOMBOY V19: Lee Gwangseok (25) (solo) 1 > 4 (tan coat) V15: Park Juhee (17) (trainee) 1 > 6 (pink jacket) V29: Hwang Inhyeock (25) (Nada) 3 > 6 (yellow sweater) V26: Jo Hwanji (28) (Musicals) 3 > 5 (uniform) - not looking forward to this one?? - omg, this Taehwan kid from Vanner in the baby blue? Gorge. - this is a pretty song - okay! they got me! the combo worked. and the kids surprised me!! - TOP TIER: Juhee... i would also pick Juhee! - this was my 2nd fave after the Jeup one LOWTIER: Lee Gwangseok .... correct

SOMETHING LIKE THAT V35: Kwon Euibin (24) (Idol Band) 4 > 5 (white shirt, black bowl cut) V25: Ma Jaekyung (27) (Romeo) 3 > 4 (white shirt, black wave hair) V13: Taehwan (30) (Vanner) 9 > 7 (handsome boy) V9: Lee Minwook (23) (NewKidd) 4 > 5 (blue vest)

- wait, what competition did Taehwan win??? - songs too effing LOW - blue vest has a rich voice or something TOP TIER - Lee Minwook..... i'd say Taehwan LOW TIER: Ma Jaekyung

BREATHE V5: Lim Junhyeok (30) (Ex-Day6) 1 > 2 (Day 6 kid) V8: Choi Haram (22) (Musicals) 2 > 6 (pinstripes) V6: Jeong Inseong (29) (KNK) 5 > 6 (tan/white) V38: Lee Hwanhee (25) (UP10TION) 3 > 5 (tan coat) - KNK kid is GOOFY (Inseong) - Day6 kids rubs me the wrong way. always has. bossy ass. voice isnt even that good ass. (Lim Junhyeok) - Haram kinda looks like Feel Dog TOP TIER - Haram .... I vote KNK kid Inseong LOW TIER: Lim Junhyeok - why did they edit this dramatic and to be like a surprise??? DELCAMOME V36: Bitsaeon (28) (M.O.N.T) 5.5 > 3 (colored sweater) V24: Ji Yeonwoo (??) (nothing) 7.5 > 4 (black suit) V17: Choi Suhwan (22) (X101) 3 > 4 (white w/ rhinestones) V4: Sunyoul (27) (UPT10TION) 2 > 2 (black like my scarf) - okay kids, lets bring it - wasn't Yeonwoo's voice better then all of theirs? the fuck are they teaching him for? - ewww. this song is fucking dumb. - I still dislike Sunyoul, but i'm into his stage presence - THE FUCK ASRE THE RAPPING FOR. this is so fucking dumb. - no one wins. this is like worse then the pentagon boring ass one? TOP TIER - Choi Suhwan.... me, none. pass. - I wanna go back and watch The Unit. That was such a good show. - I love the Eunkwang & Jaehwan interactions... like they respect each other LOW TIER: Ji Yeonwoo -meh BEAUTIFUL V28: Taewoo (26) (solo) 5 > 1 (smooshed face) V39: Kim Minseo (21) (nothing) 4 > 4 (grayish sweater) V32: Jeong Yunseo (??) (nothing) 2 > 3 (white sweater) V14: Lim Sanghyun (26) (solo?) 5 > 6 (checked suit) - smoosh face does not fit into this song with these kids. he's way too harsh. it's jarring (Taewoo) - I want to see checked suit Sanghyun in a different group TOP TIER: Sanghyun ... Sanghyun obvi. - THE FUCK DID THE SUBS GO? LOW TIER: Kim Minseo

[fantasticalchaos]

Host Club🍹| Hakkitober #3

Synopsis: The Hakkafe has fallen into hard times 😔

AN: I will admit right here and now that I am NOT knowledgeable in the topic of host clubs. I did a bit of research, but I can’t garuntee that this will be accurately and sincerely apologize in a advance 🙇‍♀️. And while I do know OHSHC, it’s also very small. Additionally, this really isn’t my best work (imo) as I technically left this open ended. Think of it more like a prologue of a dating sim of some sort where you select which route you wanna choose. THIS CAN ALSO BE READ AS PLATONIC AS WELL! Thank you for reading!

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“HAKKITOS!!!” Hakka cried out, causing the flock of birds within the guild meeting room to bring their eyes up to their leader.

“LISTEN UP!!! WE HAVE BAD NEWS!!!”

In a instant, panicked glances, whispers, and shouts filled the room.

“What’s going on?!?”

“BAD NEWS?!? OH NO!!”

“Please sir, spare us!!! DONT SEND US TO THE BLENDER!!!”

“Fuck- aight who left out our realistic props again?”

“WHATEVER HAPPENS, WE’RE WITH YOU!!!”

“HAKKITOS! HAKKITOS!! ORDER IN THE COURT!” Hakka cried out once more, shaking his hands around as the noise began to die down.

As a smug smile appears on his face for his loyal birds, he faked a cough and put on his serious voice.

“Hakkitos…” The man started “we are currently going through a tough time. I was told by the other boys that the Hakkafe is slowly down in its popularity and money. If we don’t fix this by the end of this month, we are in BIG trouble!”

Lots is whispers scattered around the room, discussing about the matter privately with their fellow bird workers. And far out of earshot where Hakka could hear them. One Hakkito leaned to another.

“Shit, we’re not gonna get paid…”

In response, their co-worker squints their eyes as they returned the look as they furrows their eyebrows, and strains their mouth.

“THAT BOI NEVER EVEN PAID US SINCE LAST MONTH WDYM?!?”

“…according to the reviews of the Hakkafe that I gathered,” Hakka waves a couple papers in his corrupted hand, as he paces back in forth. “We apparently aren’t doing enough to keep up the customers’ excitement during events. We need to come up with new ideas! NEW EVENTS!”

“Fortunately, our fellow guild members gave me some great ideas on how to make the customers Hakkafe experience better! In fact, the first Hakkafe event will start soon within this week!”

Many cheers roared throughout the room, smiling birds gracing the room with joy and relief.

“So?! What’s the idea, boss?”

“Why my Hakkitos," Hakka bends down and gives one a head pat. "We are planning our first event to be: A Host Club!”

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·　　・゜゜・．.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

“Here we are…”

There, in the middle of the glimmering stars and bright moon, stands the Hakkafe. The Hakkafe - usually closed around this time - emitted a soft pink and rosy lights from the windows. Some chatter is heard as well as clashes of plates, furniture and glasses being moved around.

Walking on over, you took a look at your pamphlet once more in your hand.

HAKKAFE EVENT: HOST CLUB HAVE YOU 🫵 YES YOU - RIGHT THERE - WANT TO EXPERIENCE A NIGHT YOU WILL NEVER FORGET?! WITH A SENSE OF PASSION AND FUN?!? WELL LOOK NO FURTHER!! WITH THE HELP OF OUR SPONSORS, THE GUILD TEMPUS AND THE HAKKAFE PRESENT TO YOU A LIMITED TIME OFFER! ENJOY THE NIGHT WITH US AT THE HAKKAFE!! Any monster attacks, or any attacks of any kind are on the staff and customers will not be tolerated. More Terms and Conditions apply.

As you looked up as you were drawing close to the entrance, there was a man standing near the door talking to a little purple bird on a barrel. His hair is long and grey, reaching his mid-back. He wore a grey striped shirt with black pants and vest with gold accents.

The bird noticed you, pointing their wing over at you to the man. The man, pulling up the rear end of his glasses, looks over and sends out a smile.

“Oh, Ricrowdo! Quick, go on tell him that there’s another customer coming and prepare the table!” The man ushered, shooing his hands as Ricrowdo - the purple bird - jumped off a barrel. As you see Ricrowdo fly away and through the door, the man turns to you as reached the entrance.

“Hello!”

“Hi there!”

“You here for the Host Club Event?” The man asked, noticing your pamphlet. You shot a quick glance at it before meeting his purple eyes.

“Yeah! Who wouldn’t miss such an opportunity?” You replied as you brought it up, with the man nodding along with you. “And you are?”

“Vesper Noir, Scholar of Tempus!”

Your eyes widen up in shock.

“You’re Vesper?! I heard you and Magni were off an a expedition- What are you doing here?”

“Oh that,” Vesper mentioned, scratching the back of his neck. “The boys needed a bit of extra help. Me and Dez are going there by the time the event’s done!”

“Besides, some other members of the guild and people we know decided to take over me and Dez’s expedition while we help out here!”

“Ahem!”

The two of you jumped at the sound, revealing a blonde man in purple attire. The blonde in purple has their back leaned on the door - which is opened; showing a bit of the inside of the Hakkafe.

“Speaking of which, hey Dez!”

“Hey,” Magni yawned and stretched his arms a bit. “Dude, it’s so hectic today… I’m so worn out. It’s a good thing that it’s break time for me-”

“Wait wait,” You brought your hands, and looked at Magni, “Look, I’m glad you’re going to go relax after a shift! Especially since you and everyone is working hard! But who’s-”

You felt a little bit of weight on your head. Your eyes went straight up and see the same purple bird from earlier, sitting snuggly on you.

“Me! Your table is #8; 4th table on the right!”

You nodded. You took a few steps in through the doorframe, only to have a hand on your shoulder. You turned your back, to see Magni. Behind him, Vesper.

“Hey, can you promise us something?”

You turn to face them.

“Yeah?” You answered, “What’s up?”

Both guild members looked at each other, then back at you.

“I know we say this to every customer,” Vesper started, staring directly at you in the eyes. “But, this is still an important promise.”

He took a breath.

“Promise us that you will take care of the boys! All of them!”

You paused, taking in mind of this promise.

“Yeah, please do!” Magni added in, “We know that we’re supposed to be entertaining everyone. At the end of the day though, we’re all people with feelings too! Everyone, like you said, worked really hard! Especially considering the circumstances…”

“Sorry for not being there...” Vesper apologized, bowing his head a little. “But the least that we can do is hope that both you, the guests, and boys have a fun time!”

You didn’t say anything. You simply said the words with a small, yet unnoticeable smile on your face: “I promise!”

Vesper and Magni shot a smile back.

“Then enjoy…?”

“[Your Name]!” You introduced yourself. “[Y/N’s] my name!”

“Well then, enjoy yourself [Y/N]! Don’t you or the boys get into anything too crazy!”

“Yeah, not without us!”

You laughed, right before waving the two goodbye as you entered into the Hakkafe. Inside, is hectic - in a good way!

A lot of people were chattering, drinking, dining amongst themselves. Hakkafe servers were either bringing orders or busy making them. There seems to be a bartender coaching a Hakkito on recreating a particular drink. Some were even singing (drunk or not) songs with such joy and passion. You even took some quick glances at some well-dressed people - assuming to be the hosts/boys the two were talking about earlier - interacting happily with the guests.

As you arrived at your table, you sat down and grabbed the menu right in front of you. It has the title, “HOST MENU” on it.

Your eyes wander around, only to widen in surprise on how high the quality looks. Your eyes stopped at one to take in the details before going onto the next.

✨Regis Altare - The Prince Charming✨ “The hero to your heart!”

Simple, sweet, and matches the theme for his host persona! And by the looks of it, Altare dresses the theme too! Reminiscent of a winter prince straight out of a fairytale, Altare wears a white suit, with both light and dark blue accents.

“Wow!” You mused, eyeing the details of Altare’s illustration. “This looks amazing! You all really did put a lot of effort into this!”

Ricrowdo nodded, and fluttered off your head. Landing on the table, he pointed at the menu.

“The host menus’ are also refrigerated! Anyone who is on shift has their magnet on! Pretty genius am I right?”

That is pretty smart… You thought. You then wondered if the employee putting all the magnets on the host menus had fun with that job. Wait… how much money was spent to make these?! Your pamphlet did say that this event is sponsored, so supposedly the sponsors agreed to the refrigerated menus… Still though-

Shaking your head, you took a look at the other magnets. Next magnet has a man wearing black suit with orange and red accents. There also seems to be a key chain on him. He has his hands in his pockets as he flash a cheeky grin at you.

✨Axel Syrios - Childhood Best Friend✨ “Yo, it’s me! Been a while since we hanged out! Why don’t we grab a drink and catch up?”

Huh, that’s more casual than Altare’s tagline. The difference in their host appearance, taglines, and vibes they give off.

“I’m gonna let you know in advance,” Ricrowdo chimes in, breaking up your though process, “This guy is pretty unhinged.”

You raise an eyebrow.

“Isn’t everyone in the guild unhinged?” You questioned. Hearing a lot of stories of the guild and their unhinged shenanigans aren’t uncommon. And like among most of the population, you aren’t that fazed by it.

“Heh, touché!”

On the 3rd magnet, there is a man in purple, like Magni. However, he has pink and blue in their suit. All asymmetrical, yet makes the suit work. He points to you, glowing with enthusiasm and determination.

✨Gavis Bettel - The Comedy King✨ “WATCH THIS! This is going to be-”

…

“Are you going to…?”

“Nah! That’s all of it!” Ricrowdo waves off with a wing, “That’s intentional on his part. He told us to read it like that.”

“It is?” You were surprised, though considering that there is little context of the line, you were intrigued by what happened next.

The next boy had sported a red suit with a angry face with a slight blush. His arms were also crossed as he looks slightly at you.

✨Machina x Flayon - Bratty Tsundere✨ “Y-YOU HATE ME!”

“HUH?!”

You, admittedly, were taken aback at what he chose as his tagline. Laughing at your reaction, You shot a glare to Ricrowdo.

“What?! You got to admit that’s a pretty good line! Matches up with his host title!”

You rolled your eyes and sighed. As much as you hate to admit it, it fits… in a way. But hey, maybe you can take him! Perhaps the inner wit, pettiness and drive deep down to challenge him for a little fun.

This young man wears purple, just like the previous too. Unlike them, his color schemes include black, gold, and white. He also wears a low ponytail, and faces you flirtatiously with a lavender rose in his mouth.

✨Banzoin Hakka - The Charmer ✨ “The cutest and coolest, at your service!”

“Hey, that’s my creator!” The bird chirped, making happy little hops. The corners of your lips lifted up as you see the little guy danced. Having sparkles in his eyes like a child seeing their parent or their favorite tv character.

It’s quite nice to know that the Hakkafe manager and founder himself joined in on all the fun! Plus, he’s multi-tasking; checking up on all the customers during the host club event while kicking back and having fun! A huge win-win for him!

On the last magnet, another man in a black suit appears. His dual colours are orange and turquoise. The man looks with you with a serene look on his face. He holds a cup in his left hand, with the other on his hip.

✨Josuji Shinri - The Modest✨ | “Hey, it’s beautiful out here tonight; want to grab a drink while we stay up and chat?”

“Shinri and the Koillective really are a sweet bunch! Comfy and cozy vibes guaranteed no matter how afraid you are!” Ricrowdo remarks proudly before smirking, “Though the Kois do look rather puntable-”

“What?”

His eyes averted yours as changes the topic.

“Anyways, that’s all the boys that are on shift right now! Take your time to choose your host!”

After a moment of thinking, you lowered down your menu card and looked at Ricrowdo.

“So?” Ricrowdo asked, eyes sparkling. “Have you decided yet?”

“Yeah,” you leaned back, pointing to a particular boy. “I choose-”

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DUN DUN DUN! Who will you choose as your host, dear reader?

Thank you for reading this fic! Like I said before, I tried researching a bit, and decided to make this open-ended (?) near the ending! I wanted to make you make your own choice! I mean, it is your visit after all!

Also, constructive criticism is allowed (as well with my other works)! And any information regarding host clubs that I miswrote are welcome too! Especially since this is my first work with a 2nd person perspective!

Bonus Question: Which title should Magni & Vesper in the menu? You can include any other members in Holostars too (even the alumni!)

[dispatches-from-the-lorecord]

What Gauntlet Red looks like, and how the glitches kicked him in the face

[February 2, 2023]

{Krizste:}

anyone know of any arts/ visual design things for gauntlet red?

oh yeah theres that white hat i uded on the pin

{Tranzi:}

From what I know, he just wears lots of white stuff. The sprite on Run Status got changed to something else a bit ago but it used to be exactly what I said.

{Krizste:}

yeaah i found a whit sprite of his

i def referenced that for his pin bc i gave him a white hat.

was confused where the hat came from since his current runbar sprite has a red hat, lol

{Tranzi:}

I think we were gaslit by that sprite change.

{Krizste:}

uhohgvcftcrrcghvhgvt

white hat red doesnt exist. white hat red is a figment of your imagination

reds always have red hats, you fool

'what about ceecee?'

ceecee doesnt exist

fool

'waht about-'

no reds have green hats, you fool, green hats are luigis

{Tranzi:}

Oh no.

{Krizste:}

or pepes

{Haji:}

I mean, I drew one for him but I think most have him in a white vest instead

like so

Okay I'm spamming at this point, but I forgot about this piece and it's cool

Also this may be hard to see but due to Kelcyus deleting their account, the bottom row has the gauntlet kids

{Krizste:}

ehes worn both black and white! stunning lad

@Haji is yours meant to look like hes wearing lipstick? cus i dig it

{Haji:}

Knowing him? Very well could be :tppWowee:

{Krizste:}

tis but the nature of nature!

coolkid

..i dont really like my pin of him..

oihyvgctrfy

hes got the hairbanana before pk got the hair banana

{Haji:}

Ooh~

{Krizste:}

got metal tiped workgloves or gardening gloves. he has gardener vibes

lo

his flat cap was a mistake, my brain was farting so bad when drawing his hat, i wrangled with it so much (within the speedy time i was trying to get though these)

but its cute

g.red if he wasnt in a cult right here

garnening boy

would b good friends with dippy

{Haji:}

So one of the things about Gauntlet Red is there's two main branches of lore. 1) that this is a reset timeline and Red has a chance to change things. 2) The kid isn't even named "Red", he's grown up in the Cult of Helix and was told he was going to be the next Red and bring the second coming of Lord Helix and whatnot and somewhere along the line, he said fuck dat shit. He was one of those kids who went off the deep end into full rebel nature after getting away from the church to a dangerous point

{Sol:}

in my lore the latter angle led to straight up possession :Keepo:

{Haji:}

At the end, we were given free time to do Glitchmancy (there had been a patch in place before HoF) and we're told the game would either end when the timer ran out or we crashed the game.

.... We crashed the game :tppWowee:

{Trollkitten:}

I think this was inevitable for us

Just like it was inevitable that AshGrey was going to be massively derailed by chat

{Mitzi:}

they gave chat a challenge. what did they expect to happen

{Haji:}

And yeah, as Sol said, that was one idea to what happened after the crash. Red was checking out the glitches off the coast of Cinnabar, we ran into a wild Tentacool and I think the crash was caused by our Ditto, but I'm not sure. Either way, lore said he either lost out to the glitch and got possessed / corrupted or he drowned. Possession seemed WAY more likely when we did the Mt. Silver battle in Crystal where we fought Red0 and then suddenly he got replaced by original Red so Dippy had to take on both of them

{Sol:}

Cooltrainer is one of the most volatile things in Gen 1

it was inevitable :Kappa:

{Krizste:}

corruption ehh?- wow it just went white huh

just frikkin caput

{Haji:}

Yup! Just like that, he was gone :tppSpinarak:

{Krizste:}

just leavbing screancap here bc boy does this come and go like capow

{Mitzi:}

gen 1 ¯_(ツ)_/¯

[gay-hoodie-boy]

modern avalink au notes under the cut! please note that some of the characters are a little different from canon Avalink (namely Zelda, i can expand if anyone's curious)

dont mind that they're disjointed, these are directly from the dm's of me and a friend

i also have a modern Link/Avalon au

kind of in the works but it's not even modern really, it's like 90s

Link is the new kid at school and Avalon lives on a ranch that's like miles out of town so he and his sister wake up at 4am every day just to get to school on time

one day Malon does something really stupid and decides to take Avalon and ride Epona to school. that goes about as well as you think

Epona gets loose and is wandering the town, Link offers to help and Malon frantically teaches him Epona's song while Avalon is climbing the nearest tree to find her

Link plays the song and Epona returns to the group just as Ingo shows up in the delivery truck and chews Malon and Avalon out and that is literally how Avalon and Link meet

the next day Link slips a note in Avalon's locker that's basically asking him out on a date

and Avalon goes to explain that "no it's not me it's my sister you want" and Link fucking hands him a rose. like where did you get that it was not in your hand a second ago

and so they go to the drive-in as their first date <3

Malon is literally the craziest wingman too

like she fucking suggests taking Link skydiving and Avalon's like "Mal you know i'm afraid of heights. he knows im afraid of heights. i fell out of the tree remember?"

Mal's the older sibling but she causes more problems

OH and their dad Talon is hilariously oblivious to everything

Like, Ingo is basically running the ranch but he can't have full control over everything because of Talon

but it's funny cuz Mal and Avalon are at the table talking about Link and Talon goes "Oh? Did my little girl finally get herself a boyfriend?" and Mal bursts out laughing while Avalon just sighs because like no dad you dont get it dflfdkggndkj

and to just lean in to your stereotypical 80s plot. Zelda's the mayor's daughter, Ganondorf is a big bad ceo trying to tear down the local park to put up a mall instead

i dont care if it's cheesy i can fucking do that dont @ me /lh

Avalon works at the local costume shop. the owner is a little weird but he seems nice enough, and Avalon gets a decent paycheck

Mal prefers to stay on the ranch with the horses so Talon pays her for that

there's a little coffee shop next to the costume store and after they meet Link is always waiting for Avalon outside the coffee shop when his shift his over, every day, without fail. but one day Zelda and Ruto are with him and Ruto just gets up to inspect a very embarrassed Avalon. Link looks at him apologetically while Ruto just says "Yeah you measure up. Hi I'm Ruto I'm Link's fiance" and Zelda goes "you are NOT his fiance"

it's actually a running joke, because when they were kids Ruto proposed to him and Link was way more nonverbal as a kid so he literally couldnt say no

she's actually dating Zelda now but she still says that to mess with people

actually, Ruto comes from a family of stylists, her dad is a well-known fashion expert and she's studying to become a model and stylist herself

So you have Zelda in business casual that she wears every day, Link in a color-block jacket (or a letterman), and Ruto in the latest fall design, all surrounding this country hick with hand-me-down denim jeans and leather vest, probably wearing his cowboy hat around his neck

AND THEN INGO SHOWS UP IN THE RICKETY OLD DELIVERY TRUCK, YELLING ABOUT TALON GOING MISSING AGAIN AND THAT HE PROBABLY FELL ASLEEP ON DELIVERY-

god poor Avalon is not gonna let himself live this down kdjfgnkjdfgndfkjndkj

b u t before they can leave Link pops his head in the window and asks if he can help them look for Talon and Ingo's like "you know this kid, son?" and Avalon nods and explain that Link helped them rally up Epona. and Ingo, not about to get himself in trouble with Talon, just sighs and tells Link to hop in

they eventually find Talon and Ingo tries to tell Link to leave but Talon's like "No, we owe him some thanks! Why don't you tell your folks you'll be stayin' the night at a friend's house, son? We'll take ya to the ranch for a good ol-fasion LonLon feast!" Ingo is tired and

Avalon is simultaneously excited and mortified

so they go to the ranch and the first thing Talon says? "You'll be stayin' in Avalon's room, son. I know my daughter likes ya but I don't want no funny business goin' on, y'hear?" and Malon is fucking cackling

they unfortunately do not cuddle. Avalon is far too shy and Link is far too polite. BUT they do sneak out onto the roof and look at the stars

yada yada some time later prom is announced to be coming up and Avalon wants to ask Link but is fucking terrified. Malon is no help because she's extremely confident and doesnt understand why Avalon doesnt just ask him?? and Avalon's like it's more complicated than that but i appreciate your support

well as it turns out

Ingo and Talon have an "event" that happens to be a couple weeks before prom. apparently Talon has a big business trip to another state, and Ingo will be going with him to help represent the ranch but Ingo returns alone

Ingo tells the kids that Talon had to stay an extra week for contract stuff and that Ingo will be in charge of the ranch until then. the kids buy it but are suspicious because Ingo's never been that trustworthy

in the meantime, Zelda is advocating for Ganondorf to get his filthy claws off Hylia Memorial Park, but her dad won't listen and no one seems too pressed about the issue

after school, a couple days before prom, Ruto suggests bringing the campaign to school; there's going to be a lot of people in really good moods, so maybe they can get a petition going with enough signatures to turn the park into protected property

they get help from some of their teachers (Nabooru, Darunia, and Rauru) as well as the mayor's secretary Impa to set up and legalize the petition

and something else happens but. basically im setting it up to where Avalon has to take the ranch back from Ingo on the day of prom, all while the petition thing is happening

yeah it's underdeveloped but it's fun to think about

i've realized these characters would get slurred at if it did take place in the 90s so im just leaving the actual time period ambiguous lmao

[a-drop-of-nightshade]

The vest he wore was tight, it cling to his body and you could see and feel the definition of his muscles through it. Yet she would also feel his scars, even with her could touch and the fact the vest was designed to cool him off with high end tech, she would feel that some scars ran hotter than others, the deeper and harsher they were the hotter they felt.

Some of the scars from the necro’s felt… off, melted as it they had been burnt after reviving them, although it was more the hotter scars that felt melted. One particular one, the hottest, was the latest scar he’d gotten from his Necro alter who had pierced his chest and tried to rip out his heart. Not that he had one to take. As she traced the scar he could remember receiving it, he was very good at that, unable to forget. That planet was consumed in a firestorm that would never end, eternally burning no life would ever settle or grow there ever again and he was glad for it.

Phoenix watched amused as their opposite forms of breaths, hot and cold, formed the clouds above them, he looked amused before returning his attention to her. He smirked, “Oh absolutely, 21 years alone and I definitely need to make up for it.” He replied, he grinned when she teased him, she really was Alice’s daughter in so many ways. “Sweetheart size doesn’t matter, it show you use it, and considerin’ I fucked you through a god damned wall I’d say that speaks for itself.” He teased back.

He was carefully to lay her on her back, the vial still held in one hand, “Oh dont you worry, after I’m done with this I’ll fuck you so hard you’re gonna need a new spine and they’re gonna need to refurbish this room.” He teased, leaning down he couldn’t help but steal a kiss from her, twas ic my he bit at her lower lip tugging it some before he let go. “Well that’s their loss, you’re beautiful.” He replied, but he opened up a display and after a second of typing away there was a click from the door as it locked, “Happy?” He asked amused.

Ever so carefully he removed the gown and tossed it over the chair beside the bed, he did take a moment to look her over before he shifted and then carefully lifted her up and straddled her over his lap, bringing her to rest against his chest he had his hands around her, “This is gonna feel weird, but you’ll be okay.” He assured her before there was a faint pop as he opened the vial, ever so carefully he let half the contents drip onto her back.

It was only a tear drop worth, but the glittering blue flame burst and grew, covering her back, seeping into her body, it wouldn’t burn, instead it would feel warm and her skin would squirm and shift, her RIG would settle in perfectly and be fully healed in mere seconds, but all the pain from her back, all her scars would vanish without a trace. Carefully he lay her on her back and cupping her face with one hand he smiled, “Last bit.” He told her before this time he let the last drop drop onto her chest.

Like before the fire spread, it rushed to grow and cover her, seeping into her she would see her scars healing before her eyes, not a single trace left behind and even more so her vision would be restored, the tech had helped make the process easier, but this was now in full. The impossible granted a healing miracle as every last thing wrong with her body, all the pain and suffering, all the problems she had suffered with melted away under his bottled tears as if it were nothing. Phoenix kept an eye on her through it then slowly he looked up at her after a long moment he raised a brow, “How do you feel?” He asked her.

@a-drop-of-nightshade

Izzy woke up with a groan. Her head was pounding and her eyes blurry. She remembered getting drug to a party and seeing a bunch of her alters there. She'd gotten into a massive brawl and come out in the top five fighters. She still had bruises and gashes all over her body from that. Tasting blood on her tongue she froze. That was definitely not hers. Did she bite someone while she'd been high on adrenaline and drunk?

Moving to get up she froze as there were a set of arms wrapped around her legs. Flipping the covers off she saw some stranger holding onto her legs and looking just as beat up as she was. Where the hell had he come from? Swallowing hard she tried to carefully untangle herself from his arms so she could sneak away before he woke up.

[zero-rider]

Jaune's debt to society

Part 1

Nora: *bursting inside RWBY's room with a sleeping Ren on her back* Guys, you won't believe what Jaune did this time!

Weiss: *leaves her scroll on her bed before looking at Nora* Please tell it's not another bad PSA about drugs and how he use them like candy

Nora: Oh, that?, well... Let's just say that the general was not happy with what Jaune did and as punishment, he made him do some community service in Mantle with the Happy Huntresses and throw out the antidepressants that made him crazy and replace them with some experimental ones with less or bad side effects

Weiss: Oh, that doesn't sound that bad

Ruby: *smiles* Yeah, it sounds very good for him. Now, if he just accepted to go to therapy, i would be more happy for him

Yang: Give it a rest, Rubes. We know he will never talk

Ruby: I know, but i can only hope

Nora: ANYWAY! He just made another commercial!

Yang: Oh come on!! He gets to do another commercial after the fiasco it was the previous one!? Everyone should love us and not Mr guy with blond spiky hair, blue eyes and depresso!

Blake: *sigh*Yang, answer me this. Have we ever helped any citicen of Atlas or Mantle after we were named hunstmen?

Yang: Well, no

Blake: Do we help kids cross the streets?

Yang: No, we leave that to Jaune

Blake: Do we let older woman ogle our ass or our bodies every time they accidentally want to give water to us and we have to dry your chest like those thristy MILF's from Mantle do to Jaune?

Yang: Older men ogle me, does it count? *blake glares at her* i guess not

Blake: Then shut the fuck up, i want to see what shit Jaune did this time!

Yang: Why are you getting angry with me? i thought i was your waifu

Blake: Go suck a dick, Yang! Now, Nora, please show us the commercial

Nora: Way ahead of you, Blakey *has her scroll connected to RWBY's tv* All i have to do is push the play button

-CUT-

Robyn: *appears in a laundry room, holding a shirt* My clothes are soft, but they're not hugably soft

Jaune appears from the window with a basket of clean clothes dressed in only a yellow colored fured short shorts and tank top with some bunny ears on his head*

Jaune: Leave it to me! *Robyn screams* Being hugably soft is my business, and it's a good business *giggles*

Robyn: *touches a shirt from Jaune's basket and later touch Jaun's tank top* They are soft, and so are you Cuddles. *Robyn starts tickling Cuddles, who giggles playfully* Very, very soft... *Robyn then kisses Jaune on his uncovered stomach and he begins to feel a bit uneasy*

Jaune: Uh... Um... *Robyn takes Jaune to a bathroom* Where are we going?

Robyn: *pants* I need your softness...

Robyn closes the door, and the sound of unzipping pants can be heard. Both Jaune and Robyn start groaning; she sound ecstatic, while the Arc seem to be more uncomfortable

Jaune: No, i dont want this-Well, maybe yes!

Robyn: So soft...

Jaune: I mean no, no!

Robyn: Don't fight it... *Groans continue and some time later, the door is open. Robyn's clothes are slightly messed up* You might wanna... clean yourself up

Jaune stumbles out of the room, visibly shaken with his tank top ripped apart like it was a vest and his fur shorts has a weird wet stain that travel all his groin. Robyn stuffs Jaune into a big washing machine, and pulls him out later. He seems slightly more worn-out

Robyn: Good as new!

Jaune: Yeah... G-good as new... *Robyn cradles Jaune in her arms and Jaune is twitching, obviously traumatized*

Robyn: My, you're just so... huggably soft...

Jaune: No, no, not really that soft!

Robyn enters with Jaune to the bathroom again. Groans start again

Jaune: Stop! This isn't right! *groans*

Announcer: Cuddles Brand Fabric Softener. When your clothes have to be huggably, rapably fresh

Jaune: I... My pelvis hurts!

Robyn: Shut it!

Announcer: Buy it now at you closest mall for only 30 Lien!

VOTE ROBYN HILL FOR THE COUNCIL, TOGETHER WE'LL MAKE MANTLE BETTER

-CUT-

Nora: Well? what do you think? I think he was awesome

Yang: *with the image of his abs on her mind* Hot damn! you could cut diamonds in that washboard

Weiss: This is nasty! How dare they do this kind of publicity when it's familly time!?

Ruby: *still looking at the paused screen* Weiss? I... think i want to have that softener for my clothes

Blake: *with a line of blood coming out of her nose* Don't worry Ruby, i got you covered *show's her scroll with a buy of ten boxes of Cuddles brand softener at the name of Weiss with the permission to use a credit card of someone with the initials J.S*

Meanwhile at the Schnee mansion

Winter: *speaking with someone on her scroll* Yes, the Atlas army want at least one hundred boxes of that Cuddles softener… cash or card? *holds a photo of a Schnee orichalcum credit card with the initials J.S* It will be with my dad's credit card smirks

Meanwhile at the schnee mansion... again

Willow: *also speaking with someone on her scroll* Hello? i would like to order one thousand boxes of Cuddles brand softener for the Schnee mansion... *looks at a Schnee orichalcum credit card with the initials J.S* It will be with my husband's card, of course *smirks*

Uhhh...

Jacques: Why the fuck am i being charged with one thousand one hundred and ten boxes of that dumb softeners?!