#i forgot to draw his stars but its ok :'')

[soupdweller]

day 22: nightlight

[to-boldly-escape]

Data in Gold <3

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[hai-nae]

welp i did it again, i finally posted the piece i actually finished awhile ago for kat|verse on ao3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/47551195 the leopard pose was referenced by that picture of a lioness and cub by photographer yaron schmid.

[victorianbatman]

ATLA/LOK incorrect quotes

F, M & GN reader | every scenario without the readers gender being specified is Gender Neutral.

Bolin, on the phone with Mako: Mako, I need you to come pick me up.

Mako: Why?

Bolin: Y/n is busy passive-aggressively doing the dishes they asked me to do 6 hours ago.

Bolin: This house is not safe anymore.

-

Mako: Hey, whats for dinner?

Bolin: I cant tell you, its a soup-rise.

Mako: Is it soup?

Y/n: We soup-ose is could be.

Mako: Enough with the soup puns you two.

Bolin: Aww, you never soup-port our jokes.

[Five minutes later]

Mako: It was fucking tacos.

-

Mako: The stars look really pretty tonight.

Y/n: Yeah, they do.

Mako: You know who else looks pretty tonight?

Y/n: Asami.

Mako, at the same time: Korra.

Y/n: What?

Mako: What?

-

Toph: Do you do anything other than whine like a little bitch?

Y/n: Sometimes I whine like a BIG bitch.

-

Mako, not looking up from his book: What did she(Kuvira) do now?

Y/n: SHE SMILED!

Mako: At you?

Y/n: No, at her dumb friends, but she looks like an angel.

Mako: Go away, Y/n.

Y/n: Shut up, I watched you pine after Korra while in a relationship with Asami.

Mako: Go on.

-

Korra: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Lin: That’s not how you make cookies.

Y/n: FLOOR IT!

Bolin: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?

Lin: yOURE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN!!

Korra: IM GONNA HARVEST THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!!

Y/n&Bolin: DO IT!

Lin: NO-

-

Korra: I’m small, but knowing.

Tall!Y/n: You dont be knowing what the top of a shelf looks like though.

Korra: …

Tall!Y/n: …

Korra: Bitch.

-

Bolin and Mako watching Y/n from a distance chase a squirrel.

Bolin: Thats the person I see myself married to in the future.

Bolin: Thoughts?

Mako: …

Bolin: …

Mako: ..and prayers, bro.

-

Y/n: My autistic friend(book 1 zuko) is my favourite person on the planet. I asked if he would still be friends with me if I got a mullet and without looking up he said “we are not friends” like ok bestie.

-

Korra: Theres only one thing worse than losing.

[Tips over paper saying ‘losing Y/n’]

Y/n: Me.

Korra: No-

-

Y/n: Are you sure you’re ok?

Zuko, crying: Yeah, it’s just these onions, man.

Y/n: …

Zuko: …

Y/n: Those are potatoes.

-

[Asami, puts on chapstick]

Y/n: What flavour is that?

Asami: oh its [chapstick flavour].

Y/n: Lemme taste.

Asami: Sure.

[hands chapstick]

Y/n, kisses Asami

Y/n: Shit it does actually taste like [Chapstick flavour].

[Asami blushing like crazy]

-

Y/n: Aang, why do good people die young?

Aang: When you are in a garden full of flowers, which one do you pick?

Y/n: The ugly ones.

Aang: Exactly- wait wait what, why?

Y/n: Because ugly bitches dont belong in my garden.

-

Toph: Hi, im your doctor today, I’ll be drawing your blood as soon as I’m done with my capri sun.

[Misses the hole four times before finally getting the straw in]

[Y/n, sweats profusely]

-

Sokka: I have the sharpest memory, name one time I forgot something.

Y/n: You forgot me and Suki back in the fire nation 3 weeks ago.

Sokka: I did that on purpose, try again.

-

Y/n: Listen to me, love is a scam.

Bolin: You’re making a valentines card for Mako right now.

Y/n, points glue gun at him: You’re on thin fuckin ice.

-

Zuko: Whats with the napkin on the glass door?

Y/n: Aang keeps walking into the glass door, so I thought this might help.

Aang: Oh cool, a floating napkin!

[Walks into glass door]

[noah-be-silly]

Some All-star Assistant Noah doodles ^^

Ramblings under the cut beware I am delusional :3 Also my grammar is atrocious-

Probably takes place after RR cuz I would of loved the reality TV pros last line to mean something we were R o b b e d

Noah takes up the offer to be Chris's assistant again and decides to start making his way up the Hollywood ladder :D. He's working hard and we love that for him.

After world tour Chris kinda forgot he put Alejandro in the Tdm so he was converted into a break room table :b. Noah's really busy and kinda needs his own assistant to keep on top of his assistance work, so he cleans him up for simple requests and stuff. He gets a star sticker if he's done a good job :D (WDYM Noah's totally not humanising the robot naurrrrr-) Surprisingly it's his most competent and friendly coworker :b

Noah then gets promoted to Assistant/director/animal handler/robot handler/host for the All-stars season, mostly because nobody is willing to work with Chris again after the last couple seasons (he is so overworked and tired he's in his natural habits,aka on the brink of collapse). I'm not gonna take away the interns tho we love the interns. MENTOR INTERN NOAH OMG THE INTERACTIONS IM INSANE IM GOING IN THE DOME.

Not much but uuuh OWEN OWEN IS AN ALL-STAR OK I LOVE HIM HE DESERVES IT ITS HIM MOMENT HE IS THE MOST snunujsunINIJS

But like seriously I want Al and Owen to bond over being younger brothers (hc Owen is a middle child with two older and younger brothers since both have been said in canon) like just let them talk about being left out and ignored but still having responsibility and expectations put on them. Give me Owen who went on TD so maybe his parents could just remember he existed. Give me Alejandro and him getting along ok it could be great I love hating but CMONNNNNNNN ajidjijsijs

I'll probably write more in another post but I'm drawing blanks rn so shuhushhshuhauuhshshsjis

[dear-ao3]

hi it's me the person from like a week ago who's writing that college paper about f1 i was gonna respond and then i immediately forgot lol. the paper is on the different media strategies and narratives of the fia, teams, drivers, gp locations, etc, and how they interact with each other. and also how the ways liberty media and the fia are marketing the sport and drawing in new fans is actually alienating people and suppressing the authenticity of the sport. especially post drive to survive.

i'm a comms major lol i am a massive public relations nerd

also a couple questions: idk how well versed you are in business stuff but how would you say f1 has changed its branding, especially pre liberty media to now? and how were drivers marketed before the era of portraying them as like,, pop stars? when was that shift? also if you have any specific examples (or places i could find examples) related to that stuff or sexism in f1 or just how f1 tries to control the narrative i would appreciate it because jesus christ the lack of research is terrible

ok dump over the essays not due for another like 3 weeks but when its done i can send it to you if you want to read it :)

aaaaa this got lost in my ask box i hope i’m not too late posting it :/ unfortunately i have no real sources for you. i know the shift was post drive to survive, but i think it also depends on the country because like f1 hasn’t really been a huge Thing in the us, but like ferrari has been italys second religion for years. so it might make sense if you focused it on a country. like in the time since dts first released they added two more us gps: miami (2022) and las vegas (2023). i know there’s a lot of british bias, especially by sky sports and sometimes in the penalties as well. i think fernando alonso called that out this year (?) and max also usually mentions it a few times (at brazil this year he definitely called out the british press) i know there’s also interviews of drivers saying post dts people recognized them way more (maybe this was daniel? or lando?) but some of them really like it (daniel) and some of them don’t (like max) you could also play the angle from social media, like george used to i know at least run his own twitter way back in the day (might have been pre f1 but i think he was still running it loosely in 2019 or at least tweeting himself) and now he doesn’t really touch social media At All cause of the comments he gets. lando used to run most of his own social media also until i think like 2020? 2021? (as in i don’t think he had a social media team) before he passed it off to someone else, though i know he still goes on for sure. i think a lot of them definitely cleaned up their media presence post dts (like lewis was certainly a pr nightmare at one point earlier in his career which a lot of people don’t realize or remember and we’re not even going to talk about fernando alonso). the sport has gotten more tame for sure over the years, they used to get away with doing and saying way more but that could also just be a general cultural shift, there’s also i know pockets of people who are like oh this sport used to be so respectful and manly and blah blah blah and like. there’s photos of michael schumacher at a party in a wedding dress. david coulthard used to pretend to kiss his teammates on the lips in front of the cameras. as for sexism, there have been female drivers before, usually only doing short stints. i know susie wolff has talked about this with the f1 academy how pretty much only lewis consistently shows up to support it. i think max (?) said earlier this year that academy is great but if they want them to make it to f1 they need to give them faster cars. there’s also the whole horner fiasco from earlier this year.

idk if any of this is useful. or if you’ve already turned in your paper. in any case, good luck :)

[leostar-12lol]

REBOOT RBA Hotshot Reference Sheet

Alright, I see a few more details on my boy, Hotshot. I love how is color palette doesn’t really have his normal brown color and is now a darkish indigo purple color. And I added more details on his feet because I can. Now for the facts that I added to him.

Facts time 🥳

Hotshot has a star on his cheek (its a birthmark, btw) to represent his famously cool sports skills, but also to be inspiring to others, as he is going to be the Rescue Bots leader in the future. He has the same visor from his 2001 design (I live in a rock, so I don’t really watch all Transformers shows).

Backstory

He was an orphaned sparkling who only lived in alleyways. One day, his mentor for the cube games found him on the alleyway, doing cool sports skills (he was born athletic) and they took him in when he was 5 human years old. Rust was the first bot Hotshot ever interacted with, until Scorch came in and asked him to be on his team, the CyberBlazers, and Hotshot has met Mach and Glow back when he was young, but then he forgot it. He was trained to be a sports bot and win the championship. I imagine that his celebrity title is The Blazing Star.

Back to the facts :)

Hotshot is bisexual in the REBOOT. He can move his rodors when he uses an emotion. And also, my brother came up with his jet version that the jet wings on the back are detachable and can become a jet pack and a hoverboard. Here’s a drawing of it (I still can’t choose which one would be right for Hotshot)

The insignia on his hoverboard is a progress version of the CyberBlazers. Ok that is it.

[skeelly]

‼️ACCOUNT CURRENTLY VERY INACTIVE‼️

**im gonna finish this if i can. sorry if its not finished by 2/14.**

to celebrate 230 followers,

welcome to an event which doesn't have a name so don't come after me

before i explain the event, id like to thank all 230 of you, my mutuals and followers. genuinely don't know how you guys keep up with me and my bs but thank you. i'd also like to say, this event is open to everyone and not strictly to my mutuals or followers! :))

ps: this is all completely random.

(you can send multiple if you want. this event will end on february 14 cause i know it'll take me a long time to get it all done.)

butterfly - i'll make you a really ugly drawing but it'll be from my heart i swear. (you can also tell me what youd like me to draw! if not, i'll just draw smthn random for you)

⚝ ❅ ☘⚝ ❅ ☘⚝ ❅ ☘⚝ ❅ ☘⚝ ❅ ☘⚝ ❅ ☘⚝ ❅ ☘⚝

smooth operator - i'll make you a mood board! (you can tell me on what, if not, I'll just do it on the vibes you/your theme give me.)

◟◝✶⪩⪨◟◝✶⪩⪨◟◝✶⪩⪨◟◝✶⪩⪨◟◝✶⪩⪨◟◝✶⪩⪨◟◝

tiramisu - give me a book/movie/show/documentary to rate. (please send multiple options just in case i havent read/watched the one you sent.)

🌿☁️🐚🕊️📎🥥🧺🌿☁️🐚🕊️📎🥥🧺🌿☁️🐚🕊️

moonlight sonata - i'll ATTEMPT to write a poem. just give me one word and I'll base the poem on that. (if you wanna pick this, pick another cause I can't garantee I'll do this lol)

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚.

seaweed brain - give me characters and I'll make headcanons for them (also give multiple characters cause there's a high chance i don't know them.)

tagging with love:

@mqstermindswift @urbanflorals @dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies @sophiesonlinediary @lost-in-reveriie @swiftieannah @a-beautiful-fool @nyx-twix713 @stars-over-ice-cream @doyoujustnotwantto @silly-mirrorball @cinnamon-notes @thedvilsinthedetails @loving-the-marauders @blocked-zombieartist @myster3y @mickeywheeler-vents (i can't tag your other acc?) @coco6420 @lucinda-008 sorry if i forgot to tag anyone

intro post:

[felikatze]

Hi, this is your ticket to infodump about isat/fe aus.

whehe. wheh. wawawawa. (i start vibrating)

i dont know how much i've posted abt my thoughts vs how much i just monologued to various people on discord (hello and thank you to pix, alice, and lozy (i think i also monologued to riu once? hi riu)) but you can find all (most?) of the stuff tagged under "isat emblem" on my art blog

ANYWAY. SO. I'M NOW TALKING ABOUT THE UHH. fourth. isat/fe crossover i have, which is the "what if isat ran on FE lore" one, instead of any roleswap or isekai shenanigans.

i'm looking you straight in the eye. look at me. listen to me. the forgotten island is Valla. It's literally just Valla.

FULL GAME SPOILERSSSS riu don't look at this.

ok. listen

you cannot say its name. if you say its name, you fucking die

people from valla cannot share that they are from valla, making them simply foreigners from "somewhere else"

the disappearance of valla seems to be recent, yet nobody besides people from it have any memories of it

it still physically exists, but is generally impossible to access

associated with water-based enemies that attack anybody yet also represent the regrets of its people

IT'S JUST VALLA, YALL

THE VALLA ZOMBIES ARE IF SADNESSES WERE ACTUALLY DEAD PEOPLE.

so. you may have already seen my Manakete Siffrin, but it is needless to say, i took a FUCKTON of cues from corrin for this. this entire AU is generally very fates adjacent. with some engage in it, for flavor.

Manakete Siffrin is so tasty. Please also look at Pix's dragon sif AU because this is VERY MUCH the exact same flavor because me and Pix were just on the same brainwave i guess.

In this Au, Siffrin is a dragon (silent dragon or divine dragon, either works). And the dragons lived on the island, but the island disappeared. Because dragons were so deeply associated with this place, knowledge of dragons disappeared, as well, outside of perhaps the occasional myth. (Imagine Sif being told "Dragons aren't real, silly!" man.)

Siffrin is a dragon, and fucking forgot about it. All they know is that they are Different. But not how. Or why. Imagine.

Imagine, as the loops progress, Siffrin grows stronger not through training, but through learning how strong they already were. That there are claws beneath the gloves, that they can see in the dark, that if they focus just right, they can breathe fire.

Imagine, for me, Siffrin learning they are not human. They are Other. They are a Myth. And how this plays perfectly into Siffrin's increased alianation from the party, and Siffrin's growing belief that they are a monster, and that if this is ever discovered, his friends will leave him.

If you want to bring my wolfskin Isabeau into this. I already mentioned it briefly but. Isabeau is also not human but he is In Control of it. He makes it palatable. People know what beastfolk are, they're documented in Vaugarde, I'd imagine that there's one or two frozen around the House. They are a Known Quantity. Even compared to the nonhuman, Siffrin is Other, is a Beast, and he can feel his control slipping. Compared to Isabeau, he is a feral animal. (Or, at least, they believe they are.)

Augrh. Okay.

Also. Lizard Loop. Ok.

UM. SO. I mentioned Engage, so. EMBLEMS!! This Au actually has Emblems in it. See, on the island where the dragons lived, the Emblems lived as well. And people prayed to the Emblems, to the heroes from the countless stars, to the heroes sent by the universe to guide them. Only the dragons could summon Emblems, but they could grant favor to anyone. And if all Emblems came together, they could rewrite the Universe itself.

The Emblems knew this.

And thus, when the Emblems came togehter, they wished to be forgotten. The place where they dwelled, and the people that worshipped them... were casualties of an ill-fated wish, to seal away this catastrophic power.

Yup, I made Wish Craft emblem flavored!! Because man. It's literally "prayer incantation". Divine Dragons draw power from Emblems through Prayer, through belief, and Fell Dragons draw power from Emblems through Incantation, through ritual. And the most powerful of all is combining the two. IT'S WISH CRAFT RULES, YALL.

So so, the concept of Emblems also got forgotten, but the main wish just erased the Emblems as people. That's why Sif and Co could find out about Emblems as the story progresses, same way in canon they can find out about Wish Craft.

Because I love suffering, I'd say. Instead of a Silver Coin, Siffrin has a silver ring, instead. It's just a plain band that's been around their finger for forever. It's not special at all.

....or is it?

...sometimes, Siffrin manages to rememeber a friend. Only for brief moments. When Siffrin does Mirabelle's hair, he wonders how he knows to work with kinky hair. When they eat the fish head, they reminisce that someone else liked it..... and then they forget again.

In this AU, that friend was an Emblem. That was Siffrin's Marth. But they're gone. That ring is empty.

....or is it?

hihi.

About Loop.

I think this was Lozy's suggestion, but. Loop is an Emblem. Loop wasnt always an Emblem, but Engage shows how people can become Emblems, yeah. So, Loop is a spirit from another world, sent by the Universe to guide this one. Loop is bound to their own ring, though neither of them realize. When an Emblem is asked for power through incantation, they cannot refuse. Siffrin's wish causes the timeloop by calling upon the power of the dormant Emblem they carry, which is Loop.

(How did Loop cause their own loops? Well, it was still an Emblem, even before Loop was in it. Who was it? Well, I don't know, and that's the pain, isn't it?)

Also I think it'd be really cool if Big Sif isn't just, Sif fully transforms into a dragon (which is already cool as hell) but also like. Siffrin manages to Engage with their Emblem. And after that, the Emblem is well and truly gone, for good. It just said goodbye for the last time.

And ofc Act 6 when Loop disappears, Siffrin picks up the ring that houses them in the hopes Loop will awaken one day. Yeah.

UM. CHARACTERS BESIDES SIFFRIN!!

I've mentioned this in my FE6/ISAT parallels posting but Mirabelle is so lord-coded. Specifically the Roy-flavor of "just some guy" lord. She wasn't chosen for this she just happened to be here. SHE EVEN HAS A RAPIER!!! AND AN UNAVAILABLE MENTOR!!!

Listen to me she's so so so Roy-coded MIRABELLE IS A FIRE EMBLEM LORD.

Ok. Ok.

I think it'd be really funny if Odile was just straight up from Hoshido. It would work. I don't want to change Vaugarde to a FE country because the culture is just too unique for any straight equivalent, but the other countries with less detail work. (Puts Odile in Onmyoji because she's a magic class 100%)

Bonnie's class is actually Transporter. Lozy suggested "Aptitude Villager" but i feel we need to keep the spirit of "Do not Attack The Child". So Bonnie is the Elibe-exclusive Cannot Die Items Holder class. It even works with Bonnie's potshots that Merlinus (the only transporter in the whole entire FE series) gets daggers in Heroes, which is the debuff support weapon.

Bonnie chucking holy water from the back of a horse. Thank u. That is all.

Um yeah. So that's all (most?) of the FE-flavored ISAT thoughts I have. yeah. Um.

Thank u very much for asking this. I love talking.

[bunnyfern]

Chapter 3

Butterfly Weeds

Warnings: implied/reference self harm

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

“Your parents? Oh yeah, are you going to send them a message?” Isaac stared at me, laying another dead end conversation over the other, like he reminded me of something that I forgot. The thing is that I didn’t forget, I intentionally didn’t contact either of them for my own sanity. And perhaps the sanity of anyone that would get involved. I was dreading this conversation so I acted oblivious, he could get the hint to stop talking about it if I didn’t put in effort. Oh, how I wish something went my way for once.

“Send who a message?” Turning my attention back to the warm laptop on me, focusing my attention towards the jumbled words on the screen.

A beat. “Your parents.” 

“About what?” Nothing, that’s what.

“Your injury.” Playing it off like I was joking around.

“Why?” They don’t need to know. 

Concern of this stupid back and forth showing through. “Cause you had to go to the doctors.” 

Not sure where this is going. “And?”  

“Don’t you want to let them know what happened?” He was persistent. It was getting on my nerves now. 

There were a few ways I could end this, one of them being to just drop it but that’ll probably make it seem like I was mad at him. Another would be to let the truth come out and find a way to cover up the shame I have of the past, the bad option. The choice that my instincts went to was to lie, it was natural on my tongue so it wouldn’t be hard to think of something. It’s the reaction he would have that has me faulting.

“I mean, it’s pretty late and I don’t want to bother them.” Not a lie exactly, but enough to give him a hint.

Which he didn’t take.

“If I got hurt, my parents would want to know about it. Just see if they’re awake.” Every word he added was another drop of water into the already full bucket, so close to overflowing. 

“Ok, good for you..?” A snide remark and strained laugh came from me, “Why didn’t I think of that mr sandman, you’re so smart. Thanks for that info.” 

Drip.

“It was just a suggestion, my bad. Don’t get mad.” Reigning in his thoughts on what I should do. 

It was like he was backing away in case I would bite him and draw blood. “I’m not mad. I just don’t want to bother them, this late.” 

Drip, drip.

“Maybe you can text them tomorrow.” Soft pitter-patters of water droplets hit the window, signaling a downpour to come soon.

“Yeah, maybe.” Glancing over towards the window, staring out and wondering if the weather will get any worse. 

A silence hung in the air, ready to stay there until the dead of night, till the early morning. But it faded away.

“You alright?” It seemed like Isaac really wanted me to talk, at least more than a few words. I’m just not sure what to say. A flash of light came and went, a thundering strike following a few seconds behind. 

Jolting at the sound, I tried to calm my pounding heart beat. Focusing on the steadiness instead of the rattling in my mind. 

“Yeah, just, bored I guess.” I shrugged my shoulders, feeling calm enough to face him again. Even though sleep was beginning to cloud my mind, it left as soon as the rain clouds took over the stars. Fear taking its place instead. Making me more worried as the night rolled on and heavier drops hit the window. The soft and steady drops would pick up and cause thunder, the only thing heard between the two of us. The quick flashes and pounding was the thing keeping me seated in my spot.

I never liked to be alone when thunderstorms came, always fearing the worst to come from it, but I don’t have anyone around and never wanted to bother anyone with a ring. Wanting to hear anything besides that storm outside my paranoia would’ve gotten the better of me, but since Isaac is here, his presence will help to keep it at bay.

“Oh, did you wanna do something?” He was sweetening the mood that I soured. 

“It’s kinda late to do anything,” Still finding ways to dampen his mood even more without realizing it. It was easy to be sour but hard to be sweet, it wasn’t my strong suit. “Unless you had something in mind?” But I was trying to learn. 

He just shook his head, “Well, maybe a movie? It’s up to you.” A movie sounded nice depending on what he wanted to watch. Isaac scrolled on his phone to let me think for a second.

A short and simple, “Sure.” He was the guest so he could pick whatever he wanted. I had no clue where the remote was anyways, leaving the search to him. He seemingly read my mind as he revealed that he did have the remote, handing it over to me. I declined, pushing it back towards his chest. “You choose, you’re the guest. I don’t know what to pick anyways.” 

He exaggerated a groan and tossed his head back, jokingly acting like it was the worst thing I could do to him. “I don’t know either,” shifting his position to sink down lower rather than sitting normally. Causing me to bring my good leg closer to me rather than over his to not have it go numb. “What’s your favorite movie?” An expected question but I guess one of us did have to pick something. 

“Uhhh, like in general…or genre, or what?” Chuckling at my stupid question. But I had to know what he meant. And how hard I should think about the choice of movie we would watch. 

I guess he didn’t think that through, “Oh, uh, shit,” but he did come up with the easiest suggestion. “Disney movie. Why not, easy to think of something.” He wasn’t wrong in a way. The not so easy thing was picking one, I had three in mind and they were all interchangeable in how much I love them, it just changes depending on my mood. Or how long ago I watched them and wanted to feel nostalgic. 

I hummed, “I have three.” Unsure of which one I wanted him to know I liked or feel the least embarrassed by. 

“Which one comes to mind first?” A simple question with a simple answer. Handing the remote back to me so I can pick the movie. I buried the embarrassment and went to choose. It was the one that I always go back to, the one that I love and forever will. Isaac childishly covered his eyes as he wanted to be surprised, which I found a bit funny and charming. Pressing play, I waited to hear the opening and watch it all over again.

Once I heard the opening narration, an immediate smile formed on my face and Isaac dropped his hands. 

Apparently he was confused about what the movie was when I looked at him for his reaction. Neither of us said anything while a character was narrating. It had captivated me again, in making me forget everything I was doing and stop. Like I was a child hypnotized by the moving pictures and colors. So I just closed my laptop and put it back on the table, placing my glasses on top of it. Once the title ‘Tangled’ appeared, I smiled brighter than I had all day. 

“I don’t think I’ve seen this before.” Isaac faced the tv but was talking to me. Thankfully he seemed interested instead of brushing it off and going back on his phone, only looking up once in a while.

My voice was quiet, not wanting to be louder than the song, “Hopefully you’ll like it.” And I really am hoping. A desperate part of me wants him to like it as much as I do, or at least the normal amount for a person.

Whenever I would share an interest of mine, I always felt like I was boring them to death, so I ended without warning and they never asked about wanting to hear more. Making my heart squeeze so tight I could barely breathe. I kept trying again and again, thinking it’ll be different this time but it never worked that way. So I stopped sharing any of my interests with anyone unless they ask, but even then I keep it short and to the point, never over explaining. It’s ingrained in my mind that everyone is like that and it’ll never change, no matter how much they said they cared. 

Another flash of light reminded me of the gloomy weather outside. Deciding to pay it no mind and continue on watching, focusing on my favorite characters. The part came when Flynn climbed the tower, getting knocked out as soon as he entered. While Rapunzel was gazing at him, I was stifling a laugh at what was about to happen. Once he opened his eyes and scared Rapunzel, which she in turn knocked him out again, I fully laughed. Isaac let out a small laugh too, causing me to smile to myself.

Few minutes passed by, the living room was getting colder so I took the blanket behind me and threw it over me and Isaac. It was a decent size so it could cover both of us, leaving a gap only at the bottom where a breeze could be felt. I shuffled further into the couch and wrapped myself in the soft warm blanket, bringing my leg up closer to me so we both had room. 

“You can put your leg on me,” Isaac said it so nonchalantly, “It won’t bother me.” Taking a quick glance in my direction then back to the screen. 

“You sure?” not sure how I should feel about this. Oh god, oh god, oh god, shut up. 

All he did was nod, still paying attention to the screen. So I placed my leg over his lap, which made more room for him to lay properly. This wouldn’t be considered ‘touching’ in any romantic way but with the way I was blushing, it might’ve. 

I was shuffling around to get comfortable, Isaac had noticed and asked, “Are you good?”

“Oh, yeah, yeah. Just trying to find a good spot.” Awkwardly laughing to cover up the nervousness. It took seconds before finding a good sitting/half lying position but once I did, it was back to focusing on the movie. Thankfully the rain outside was starting to lead up, only sounding like a sprinkling now. 

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“That’s a weird fucking horse.” Isaac was laughing at the horse when he was fighting Flynn with a knife. 

“He’s the best weird horse.” I countered while laughing along. 

It was one of my favorite parts, Flynn and Rapunzel trapped in the tiny cave. The moment he reveals his real name in knowing there wasn't a way out for them. Only to break out at the last second thanks to glowing hair. From then on, Rapunzel only calls him Eugene instead of Flynn. 

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The boat/lantern scene will forever be my top, top favorite. I didn’t realize that I was lightly gripping the blanket in anticipation. The lanterns filled the dark night sky with thousands of glowing lights, shimmering and sparkling off the water ripples caused by the boat. Rapunzel was finally able to see the floating lights that appeared every year on her birthday. Her dream had come true, thanks to Eugene. 

“Are you ok?��� Isaac was concerned but I wasn’t sure about what. “You’re crying.” 

Oh, I felt a tear fall on my cheek. Wiping it away with the sleeve of my hoodie and sniffling with my head tilted back. “Yeah,” chuckling quietly. “This part just gets to me every time, that's it. Sorry.” My eyes returned to normal after fanning them with my hands. 

“It’s cool. Just wanted to make sure you were alright and not in like, any pain.” Once I said that his nerves calmed down. 

Just wait until I cry again later, haha. 

We went back to watching in silence, or as much silence you can get with the rain picking back up, pounding outside the window. He placed his right arm on his lap, technically on my leg but he must have forgotten that it was there. I didn’t make any movements or complaints. I was fine with it there and he wasn’t really grabbing my leg like earlier so it was alright. It was sort of comforting in a weird way. 

Am I this fucking touch starved?? What the hell. 

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The second part in which I would cry again came. The moment that Eugene enters the tower again to save Rapunzel, yet he was fooled by her mother. 

“She fucking stabs him?” Isaac shouted, his head whipping back and forth from me to the tv. It was hard to keep a straight face when he was acting like that, but he didn’t do it for long. He went back to watching, being so invested in how things will turn out, even if he did know it’ll end with him reviving somehow. I knew how it would turn out but that didn’t stop a certain feeling crawling back into my beating heart. 

Trying to differentiate between the longing of wanting that kind of love and the perpetual loneliness of never having it, was harder than I could ever imagine. Salty tears had started forming again, except I had the chance to stop them before they fell. Having my head tilted back and eyes looking towards my forehead. It was an odd sight but Isaac must've not noticed since he didn’t say anything. Or maybe he did and just decided against ruining the moment.

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Credits began rolling as I stretched my arms up and felt my bones crack, releasing a tension I didn’t know I had. “So, what did you think? Good or not?” Struggling to contain the energy burst I just got from wanting to know if he liked it or thought it was trash.

It took a moment for him to think, humming to himself. He smiled, “Yeah, I liked it.” It was a simple answer. And yet when he said that it felt like my heart was bursting out of its small hole that was buried inside. It was sort of a pathetic display of emotion, feeling happy that someone likes the same interest. Knowing that if they didn’t then it would’ve been a deeper hole being dug. While that was happening internally, externally all I did was smile, it wasn’t much but his smile was contagious. When a sudden yawn escaped my lips with watered eyes.

“Tired?” He fixed his position so I would have an easier time getting around him. 

“I might go to sleep soon. Let me get you some pillows.” Isaac declined at first but I was persistent and convinced him of having at least one pillow. He had taken it from my hand and asked if I needed anything before laying down. I had asked him the same thing but nothing came to our minds so we just said our goodnights.

“If you need something just knock and I should hear it. Maybe.” A tired laugh and weak smile came from me. We parted ways for the night as the rain was coming to a steady stream, seemingly done with the thunder. The covers were already halfway off the bed so it was simple to get in, putting my phone to charge, taking the hoodie off and tossing it into the desk chair in front of me. I was lucky enough to have the bed against the wall, with my right leg being near the outer edge instead of trapping me by the wall. 

Stretching one last time and falling back into the comfort of my bed, finally. With all the exhaustion of the day and night combined with the soothing sounds of the rain, it was just luck that I fell asleep. Drifting into a long awaited slumber. 

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Jolting awake in the middle of the night with a quick scream wasn’t anything new. It happened very few times though, caused by nightmares that ended with some sort of panic or just a sudden stop. Accompanied with the nightmares was cold sweat, even if it felt like my body was burning in a fire. Somehow during the night I had turned onto my side, facing the doorway instead of the glow in the dark star filled ceiling. 

“What happened! Are you ok?” Isaac had burst the door open without warning, holding something. Causing me to scream for a second time and flinch back towards the wall. 

“What the fuck? You scared me!” Catching my breath while jumping into a sitting position. 

“I scared you? You scared me. Why did you scream, did something happen?” Noticing nothing was out of place he slightly relaxed and placed the object he had down. 

“Is that my bat?” Recognizing the outline of the bat I had kept for years to use incase of an emergency. Apparently he thought it was good enough to use in the same situation. 

“Don’t change the subject.” There was a quiet tone of playfulness but the serious concern was overlapping it. He slowly approached my bed, giving caution to the situation and the frightened rabbit. 

Running a hand down my face as I signed. “Sorry,” it was a bit embarrassing but there was comfort in knowing that he was serious in making sure I was alright. I angled my casted foot to where there was a bit of room on the edge of the bed for him to sit down on. Not wanting him to loom over me while explaining the odd reason for the scare.  

He understood and sat but was still wary of getting too close. “I don’t usually have nightmares, it’s like once every couple of months. At most, it's like four times a year. I don’t know what causes it though. I just know that when it happens, I wake myself up with a scream. I didn’t think that anyone could hear it. Sorry, again, about waking you up.” Dragging my hands over my eyes and furiously rubbing at them with my palms. 

“Don’t be sorry, it’s not like you can control it. And you didn’t wake me up, I was still awake, just watching tv.” Bringing my arms down, I glanced over by the doorway on my right to notice the faint glow of colors and muffled sounds coming from the living room. The light was bright enough that when I looked back towards Isaac, half the side of his face was illuminated by it. “I’m just glad you didn’t fall off the bed or something.” Slightly laughing to ease the mood. He always had a way to make people smile and laugh, it was contagious. 

“Oh god, I probably would have a broken back if that happened.” Joking along with him. Running my fingers through my hair to get the thought of the nightmare out, not mattering if I remembered it or not. I sighed and gathered my thoughts, “Uhh, thanks,” wanting to look at him but chickening out and choosing to look out into the dim hallway instead. “For checking on me, even if it wasn’t anything serious.” Subconsciously having my right hand scratch the other one and fiddle with my ring. 

“Of course,” his voice was soft as if not to scare me away. “Like I said before, I wanted to come in case you had an emergency. Thankfully it wasn’t one, but still.” And thankfully it was hard to properly see my face since I immediately felt it heat up once he said that. I still couldn’t look him in the face so it was hard to tell what he was looking at, but I felt his eyes on me. There was a tension in the air where neither of us wanted to break it, so we just let it linger. 

Gaining a bit of courage I looked back to my hands, tilting my head up slightly to see his face. Stopping at his chest before losing it, trying again for the second time but ultimately failing. I noticed that his hand shifted on the bed, moving closer to my casted leg. I wasn’t sure what he was doing but I felt his weight lean forward a bit, feeling my face heat up for the second time. This time I was able to look at his face properly, tilting my head up to meet his. 

Isaac was squinting his eyes, having a hard time seeing in the almost completely dark room. A tickle came from my nose, warning me of what’s incoming. Five sneezes came out as I covered it with my hands. Not the best idea as I could feel him back away and laugh. 

“You sneeze like a cat.” 

A muffled groan came from me as I still covered my face. “Ugh, like I haven’t heard that before.” Reaching to the bedside table for a tissue. 

Discarding it into the trash can and signing for the millionth time. There was a different kind of tension that crept up, unsure of what it would entail and if it would trap me in a cage. Neither of us wanted to speak and I didn’t know what to say, opting to just soak in the warmth coming from him. Goosebumps ran down my arm, he shifted on the bed. 

Glancing at him, wondering if he was going to leave me. A tiny part wanted the warmth to increase but worried about it fading from a mistake. A mistake that I was all too familiar with, losing a race that I thought I would win. 

“So, uhh..” Struggling to find anything good to say. I guess he was zoned out as he lifted his head to look at me. His face was covered in confusion, caused by what I wasn’t sure. I just knew that I needed sleep, with him in the bed too would be fine with me. 

Oh my god, what the fuck?? 

Bursting into laughter, clearly still delirious from the nightmare. Folding into myself and knowing I’m making myself seem insane to Isaac. The combined feeling of embarrassment and sudden panic isn’t the best combo, and I knew I was going to regret it tomorrow. 

“I need more sleep.” Chuckling off the thought. 

Isaac had an amused look. But for some reason it also looked like he had something in his mind. Like he was debating with himself and losing. I knew the feeling all too well. It was just odd, he usually never seemed to get this quiet, always being the one to fill the room with noise. With laughter or just simple talk, every time I went to the house I could hear him somewhere. I just had to find him. 

“Yeah. Good idea.” Isaac said softly, like he was sticking the words together loosely. There was a hesitation in getting up, but ultimately deciding to leave me without another word. 

So I said something. “Night.” 

All he did was grin and shut the door again, leaving the bat behind. 

Did I do something?

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It was a night of restless worrying. Shutting my eyes but not able to rest my mind so I stayed awake, I wasn’t sure for how long though. The night dragged on and it was when the faint sound of the tv turning off that I realized it might’ve been a few hours, covering the apartment in a blanket of silence. Sometimes zoning out enough to feel like I was asleep, only to end up remembering that I was forcing myself to sleep and repeating the cycle.

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I fished for my phone to check the time as light slowly crept through my curtains.

9:06 am.

Defeat. Plain and simple as it can get, but the birds chirping helped lessen the feeling. I usually wake up at 9:30 or almost 10 so it wasn’t too bad, it was the other person residing in my apartment that made me wonder. I didn’t check the time he turned the tv off but it must’ve been late and I don’t know what time he normally gets up so I might stay in my room until I can hear him again.

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10 minutes went by without you noticing. Being able to sleep for at least a little while before waking up in a few hours to start the day. Isaac woke up after 30 minutes of tossing and turning on the couch smaller than him and fixed his position to where he was sort of comfortable. Or as comfortable someone can be when you thought you saw something but wasn’t sure if it was just a trick of the eye. He wasn’t sure what to think of yesterday. The reason he went to check on you was because of the sudden scream he heard, he knew the rule of not entering your room but he was worried. Now he thinks that he should have left you alone and just asked about it in the morning, too late now. 

He flipped the tv on so there was something distracting his mind, looking through the shows you’ve watched. Some being old cartoons, anime shows and movies, random old mystery shows. It intrigued him to find out the things you like from a 'continue watching' screen that he never would have found out otherwise. It dawned on him that he barely knew you, the couple of years you guys have been friends he couldn’t think of anything, aside from the basics you could learn from someone like name, age, and… 

He doesn’t know your birthday. How could he not know that? Suddenly feeling like a bad friend and probably guessing why you never mentioned anything bothering you. Hmm, maybe he could change that, it's not too late. The time read almost to 10 so Isaac went to check if you were awake and maybe go back to the house and hang out there.

Hesitating on knocking, thinking of what to say and if he should question what he might’ve seen. Knocking three times and whispering your name loud enough to hear it but not wake up from it. No noise came from behind the door. It was one of the rules to not enter but he already broke it yesterday, reminding himself to apologize about that later. Cracking the door open only for a sliver of light to go through, he whispered your name again. 

Nothing again. So he shut it and went back to the couch, sending a group message to the guys asking if they were free today. It seemed like the only people free, besides him, were Nick and Larry. Asking them if they wanted to all hang out and maybe do something fun, of course they agreed and made sure they had enough snacks. Isaac was debating on whether or not to mention last night. If he should tell one of them, or all of them, or just keep this between you and him. Or more like just him. 

It was weighing on his mind. Waiting to maybe tell the guys in person instead of over text but pushing it to the side for now as he heard you open your door.

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I didn’t sleep for long but it was better than not sleeping a wink. I heard the tv playing so Isaac must be awake, or a ghost wanted to watch flashing colors. A ghost would probably be a better host than I was yesterday, that’s for sure. Not saying anything to Isaac yet and just heading straight to the bathroom to use it and then hype myself up for the rest of the day. Even though I just woke up my stomach was rumbling, meaning I would have to cook which is going to be a pain. 

“Are you hungry? You want some breakfast?” Deciding to push the memories of yesterday out and bring in some positivity, even if it isn’t natural for me. Normally I wouldn’t cook anything in the morning, usually grabbing something on the way to wherever I needed to be for the day. But I wanted to make sure Isaac wasn’t starving. 

“I’m good.” Isaac stated plainly, making it hard to tell what he was thinking. “Oh, we can go back to the house and hang out there. Nick and Larry are free.” I looked at him from the kitchen, a cold bottle of apple juice in my hand. It seemed like a good idea, having other people around so it wouldn’t consist of us tip toeing a line of awkwardness. 

“Uh, yeah sure. When did you wanna go?” Chugging half the bottle there and putting the rest back, reaching the middle of the hallway before waiting for his answer. “It’s up to you, really. I don’t know if you have something to do, so whenever you’re ready.” Flashing his signature smile at me, like everything was ok and I would believe it. 

“We can go now, I just gotta change first.” I was definitely not going like this back over, I wanted to wear something decent and not covered in sweat from last night. “That’s cool, take your time.” He said and went back to his phone, typing away on it and probably letting the others know we’ll be on the way over. I had to find something to wear, pants were out of the option since it would be a pain in the ass to get over the cast, so shorts it is. 

It had poured last night so the option of a jacket wasn’t out, it was justifiable at least. Switching out a heavy hoodie for a lighter jacket. Even if I was wearing the best outfit I’ve put together, a jacket would eventually cover it and possibly ruin it or make it work. Some days it was tiring to cover the mistakes I’ve made in the years of living, but I made them and there wasn’t a way to change that. So I have to live with it. In embarrassment. 

Sandals and socks would have to do since I couldn’t be bothered with proper shoes for the next few weeks. Remembering my bag is in the living room, I shoved my keys and phone charger just in case inside. Isaac got up when I went to sit down, making sure everything was in its place and I wasn’t forgetting anything. Checking and double checking, so much that Isaac was side eyeing me but not questioning me out loud. Moving right along and sighing as I was ready for the day, maybe.

Riding the elevator down was lackluster, neither one of us wanting to start a conversation. It was when we were about to exit the complex that I wondered, “How did you sleep last night? Were you comfortable?” Facing him for a second as he held open the glass door. Heading in the direction of the car he answered, “The couch was a bit small but I was able to get some sleep.” 

Isaac unlocked and opened the car door for me to get inside. Having to move my bag in front of me before sitting. 

“Sorry I'm so short green giant.” He slammed the door shut, glancing at me while going to the drivers side. 

Green giant? Who the hell says that? Who lets me talk like this?

Mentally facepalming so he couldn’t see my regret in saying that, even if my face was easily giving it away. The way back to the house wasn’t a long one so I wouldn’t have to worry about being alone with him any longer and give myself a break. 

“We were gonna play some games and just chill out, if that’s cool with you.” He broke the silence first. 

“No, I wanted to go roller skating.” Sarcasm dripping and laughing that he even had to ask me for permission. 

“Oh, we can do that instead,” Playing along. “I can just slide you on the floor. We can even do some tricks!” Both of us laughed at the thought, it would certainly cause stares. 

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We got to the house and I followed behind Isaac, preparing for any chaos that the two idiots may have planned. But it was eerily quiet in the living room, not a single soul making a noise. “Where are they?” Thinking Isaac had the answer since he talked to them. 

“Right here!” Larry appeared tonight behind me, screaming in my ear. I screamed, “What the hell?” 

Hopping around to face Larry as Nick walked in to join us. Larry didn’t even bother to apologize, laughing at my reaction and moving over to the couch. I rolled my eyes, going to sit next to him and surprised at the cleanliness of the room, and only this room.  Nothing could be said about the rest of the house, still cluttered with various previous video ideas. 

Apparently Nick and Isaac left to the other room, leaving only us two here. “So, what did you have planned?” Leaning on the crutches and shuffling the things on the table. There were a lot of different card and board games but they didn’t seem too interesting. 

He took one of the crutches from me and pretended to shoot at anything around him, almost hitting me. “Uhh, Nick just grabbed anything he could find.” shrugging and attempting to turn the tv on by using the crutch and hitting it. “Where is he?” only now realizing that he disappeared. 

I turned as much as I could in my seat, peaking into the kitchen to see where they went. Besides Larry going back to mimicking gun shots, I tried to listen for voices or even footsteps. But all I could hear was Larry being annoying and waving the stupid crutch around. 

Blinking slowly at him and hoping someone could come and put me out of my misery. It was like someone heard me as the two guys came back, sneaking up on the one next to me. Isaac jumped on Larry, succeeding in scaring him and me laughing at the much needed pay back. Nick flopped on the spot next to me, “How are you doing?” shuffling the cards on the table. 

It was a normal question but there was an odd tone, it was like he had something else on his mind. 

“Pretty, good. I guess.” Returning my attention forward. He was acting the same way Isaac did last night in my room. 

Wait…

He was in my room!

Sudden realization hit me in the face. It only happened a few hours ago but it felt like it didn’t even happen at all. Everything blurred together in my mind, heat crawling onto my face. I slouched down, hoping he couldn’t see anything in my room. 

I mean, it was dark so he probably couldn’t even see my bed let alone anything hanging on the walls. Maybe I shouldn’t bring it up, if he doesn’t then why should I, right?

Slouching down so much I was practically falling off the couch. Luckily there were only four of us, the other two hiding up in their rooms, which made the couch spacious rather than crowded and uncomfortable. Probably how Isaac felt on my couch, at least he wouldn't have to sleep on it again. 

Isaac had brought me some chips to munch on, I let the three decide on what to do while going into autopilot. Not caring if we did anything, I just wanted to relax. Nick had been searching for something to watch, making sure of not putting the volume too loud to bother the two upstairs. After 15 minutes of Larry and Isaac bickering about who knows what, they landed on a choice. 

We were gonna play Jenga. It’s a fun game, I haven’t played it in years though, and I usually played it the wrong way. Stacking them to see how high I could go before watching it wobble and crash on the floor. And I never played with anyone else besides my sister. 

Hmm, maybe I should text her. I haven’t talked to her…in awhile. 

She was only 2 years older than me but she always made it seem like I was way younger than her, a kit in her eyes. Calling me childish and teasing me, but I let her just cause I wanted to hang around her. Years later she calmed down in the teasing but she left the house longer and longer each day, leaving me to deal with our parents alone. 

And then more years passed by, her and father moving away suddenly one day. Leaving me to clean up our dam mothers tears by myself. The thing is that I don’t resent her. She had her own reasons for doing certain things, I only found them out when she contacted me months later. We didn’t talk much. Just about how each parent was doing and if they were acting any better, and they unsurprisingly weren’t. 

The only difference was the brief period of calmness was spaced out more before a storm would pass and cause destruction. The only time one of us contacted the other was for holidays and celebrations.

She should probably know..

A hand landed on my shoulder. “You good?” Nick asked.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “Just thinking.”

“About what?” Curiosity peaked.

A snort came out, “Wouldn’t you like to know.” 

Confusion struck him more as we both laughed it off. 

Larry got our attention. “Y’all ready to play, and lose?” Rubbing his hands together and smirking. 

[dreamflayer]

Ok hear me out, i made a character you can use if u want and i even made a backstory for him in ur AU so you can use him in AO3. His name is Serial Designation F.

This image depicts him without his hair or clothes but he dresses in a suit and tie and idk how his hair shoild go. He met N before any Murder Drones landed on Copper 9, there was a ship that all the pods where on where humanity would take the murder drones halfway and then let the pod travel the rest of the way. He met N and they started hanging out and chatting with teammates but they got seperated when they launched the pods. Its since been over a decade when F hears about a familiar face’s wedding and decides to say hi. Also F has a name but he forgot it when a few things glitched out on the assembly line causing him to forget his name and his eye color not being changed to yellow.

His weapons are a bit different than normal drones weapons. The claws are normal but some things have been replaced. His gun is a grenade launcher, his ninja stars are throwing knives, his blades are war axes, his EMP generator is a large drill used for cutting through stuff and killing workers, and his chainsaws are tool kits. He is useful for certain situations and getting through obstacles. He can also fix most things using his tool kits. He is also described as a bro.

You can use this guy as long as you credit me, thats it. This is also my first character i have made so apologies if my drawing isnt too good or design is bad. You can design his hair however you like idc. Just tell me if you wanna use him by replying to this ask, cya!

-FourByte_Gaming

Bro i love this guy he seems chill af

[sigmaelxgr]

glance, informal, favorite for any oc you want!

Heyyy @shadylex! thx for the question! i saw it few days ago but got sooo busy i forgot to answer but here we are

glance: At first glance, what stands out most about your OC's appearance? What's their distinguishing feature?

For Xangr : HIS EYES. GOD HE HAS WONDERFUL EYES. They are so big, they are so bathed in sunlight, they are like two stars carved through his skullbone! This irises are of such a bright goldenish/orange color he called himself Magnus from time to time while performing dances incanting the sun! Dunmers are unsettled by this uncommun color. Xangr tells nothing about it, neither where it comes from or what it may means, but it has a huge, huge meaning and it is the very beginning of all Sigma-el's lore! It's a well. Very well kept secret, that Xangr hides behind veils of legends and whispers. For Valestair : His ears, just before his reddish ginger messy hair! His ears are sharp, tall and large - i concieved them this way bc his face, thats not perfect Altmeri-speaking, has to change appearance with hunger. When hunger tires him, his traits fade into some monstruous apparences of a bat-like creature. Having those so large ears, pointy and upward tilted is the beginning of his night crawler aspect. He is incredibly sensitive to noise and crawls through Blackreach using voice and whistles when there's no light caressing his red irises.

informal: What's your OC's lazy-day look? How do they like to dress when they're winding down?

Xangr : Honestly when its ok with it he's almost bare chest 24/24. He wears just a large skirt or pant with a scarf as a belt and jewelry as a shirt, nothing more. He's always painted in black but this mer is such a huge cat he really appreciates to lie there. Honestly if he could, if people would let him, he'd be naked, prentending his necklace is enough. Its nature after all! But makeup always on bc makeup is more of a ritual than clothing.

Valestair : Valestair, as a vampire, doesnt truely need to change clothes depending weather or heat. Instead, he just have a few of them. He's a simple mer that have never been wealthy in his past life and never really enjoyed anything fancy - so i'd say he'd wear linen shirt and pants, with dull colors and maybe stains. Not ironed ofc.

favorite: Does your OC have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? What is it? What's the meaning behind it? Do they wear it all the time or do they wear it sparingly to keep it safe?

Xangr : His favorite dresses are the black velvet ones. He did them himself, tailored perfectly to suit his prestations as a dancer. They are embroded with stellar patterns in gold threads. He sews natural pearls to simulate stars then draws constellations on the light absorbing fabric. When he puts his dancing atours on, he feels like truely putting his OWN skin on. It's almost as important as his makeup. His makeup is him drawing his own face upon Sigma-el's face, and the dress, velvety, has the same role. There is something incredibly erotic to him to feel the velvet melt on his skin and adapting to his forms. He enjoys it deeply and feels insanely confident when wearing it. He exhales something other-worldly while having his costume on. Velvet is perfect. Velvet is his fabric. Valestair : Vale doesnt have a favorite clothe or anything that could be assumed as such. He likes his alchemist suit, but it is laboratory work uniform more than a piece he would wear to feel good. He likes the texture of it, but its not that practical for him when he wanders all around Blackreach. But I'd say he has a favorite pair of boots - boots that are soooo resistant to water, to mud, comfortable to walk around with and to climb with, boots he can have for years and that will permit him to sneak without a noise, to stretch without pain and to run away from angry chaurus like his life depends on it. I'd say, if he'd get saved by a great pair of boots, he'd grow attachment to it pretty quickly. Ow and he likes his goggles. He finds himself funny with it.

[vermwerm]

very normal queenkaard headcanons 2/2

Subservient: prepared to obey others unquestioningly Less important; subordinate He has suspicious knowledge of chemicals He likes cats, and cats like him He strictly calls those off brand spiders (aka daddy long legs) “harvestmen” and refuses to use their more commonly known nameHe likes the number 34 for no particular reason He writes 7s like i do, weirdly He gives very “stick to the question” answers, a lot of people have constantly given him the “i dont care” when he adds extra information about a topic after answering someones question. He would smell vanilla extract and chug it The first few times Queen complimented him, Rou took it as a joke and awkwardly laughed it off bcuz he genuinely believed (technically believes) he didnt deserve such a thing from someone so superior to him If he had sugar tolerance he would love apple pie with vanilla ice cream He constantly has nightmares about when he almost entirely turned to stone He likes to ice skate, and he wears very specific figure skate shoes or whatever Rou, to try and desperately find purpose, makes it so that he can just be used and discarded at Darkners/Lightners leisure, Que tries to get him out of this habit, but occasionally(read: a lot of the time) he slips back into this habit of just being this useless object thats only there for a minimal amount of things He loves candles, his favorite scents are pumpkin and linen Hes very bad at typing, bcuz he has long nails Oh right i forgot to add on this list, that he has long nails, theyre naturally black :) He can wink but in the unsettling way He hates the words failure and mistake, theyve been used so often to refer to him he hates the way it comes out of peoples mouth He ironically likes the word error, not when referring to him but he likes the way its said and spelled Ok but what if he purred?? Is that too cringe? Well too bad i already have too many headcanons He uses mint flavored toothpaste cuz hes boring Im gonna slap a “you tried” star sticker on his big ass fucking forehead Rou would either have a very flowy silk gown or steal queens clothes to go to bed, no inbetweens Why do i imagine this senario where swatch gets all up in rous face but bcuz king is a fucking dickhead he has a flight or fight response and punches swatch He is very starved for positive affection… so when Que complimented him for the first time he put it off and saw it as a joke yes, but he started wanting to hang out with her more because of said compliments (also he had the biggest crush on her, like he still has the feelings too, but theyre just dating now yippee!!) Yeah he has mommy issues He immediately got tired of the “trans-parent” joke, in general he just doesnt like puns (skill issue) He always gets really happy when Queen compliments him He had this short period of time dating Queen where he would kind of just exist as a yesman to everything Him and lancer both would like the rainbow slug (if you know you know) He can draw, if you peaked in his sketchbook itd be entirely bugs and a lot of Queens He loves iridescent fabric and when he finally decides to sew he likes using the fabric he has to make outfits that fit the iridescent clothing he already has (i hate this wording what the fuck) He kind of likes, sea salt and vinegar, chips He hates the fat on meat and has to spit it out or else he will lose his appetite He sometimes just soaks in a bathtub for too long, i also imagine his weird slime skin is sponge like. Ok maybe ill remove the sponge aspect that was a joke brought on by the question of if he could mold Child rou gives “mom i frew up” vibes His voice claim is the vocaloid voicebank Kevin, a good song is UNCANNY by GHOST/Ghost and Pals :) He probably calls spoiled milk “vintage milk” Rou probably did that bobbin lacing thing, but he dropped that hobby in his 20s

Que

Queen is very warm at all times,very huggable She can cook and is very good at it She loves mistranslated shirts, and has set out to get as many as she can I do maybe fully believe that she would half ironically half unironically call Rouxls “babygirl” Queen has. Good posture Yeah she does his makeup She gives Rou, forehead kisses, or just in general a lot of positive affection She makes the best food, ever She paints Rous nails sometimes She very much constantly compliments Rou My biggest flex is unintentionally predicting AI art /hj; i think that Que cant properly create art and can only really copy or take parts of other peoples art and mash it into one, she can also perfectly replicate art. She draws like a printer too She very easily gets tricked by optical illusions I feel like she would say “holy fuck, holy fucking fuck, that body of yours is absurd” to Rou at least twice

[memoryoflooping]

i love the characters to bits, and i'm still insane about the thing that happened during the tutorial.

loop 13 - (why did it skip?) i forgot to press the switch. oopsie! YESSSSSS bonnie KILL. guesswork on that last question tbh i wasn't sure if i remembered i'm gonna cryyyyy why does loop not look at everyone? i guess they're supposed to be secret? for the love of god can i just hand this damn star the flower UHHHHHHH SIF JUST KILLED THE FUCK OUTTA THAT SADDNESS HOLY SHIT???? everyone looks so scared… he killed that thing super dead it looped on its own……….. sif????? sif doing that????? TIMELOOP HAUNTED???? WHAT WAS THAT???? GHOST SIFFRIN???/ odile heads or tails wins seem to be consistant, she's winning multiple times in a row another ghost on the second floor????? what????? still wondering what the spreadsheet in the head housemaiden's office is for??? why would she need this… they forgot how to see colors??? uh oh. odile might be on to siffrin. oops ? siffrin just cut himself on glass in front of everyone???? i guess the death conversation explains the ghosts? mira has papers about… people???? basic questions… maybe she wants more friends? star crest saddness smell sugary? siffrin tasted sugar in his throat… king made the saddness… hmmm sif learned a paper move awesome ? guess i should've expected it after the rock one fuck yessssss new sif weapon… knifekey sweep -ok ok thinking on after some sleep, the 3 culprits for causing the timeloop are loop, the king and sif, but i don't have much of any whys for any of them… siffrin actively does not want to be in the loop but the tutorial thing is def implying something, if it was the king it would loop when he died… loop seems the most possible… but i don't know what motive they'd have. maybe they react the way they do to the drawing is bc they know someone will die? looping to prevent someone's death? they said they wanted to be here… but maybe its that they needed to be? -ODILE IS SO ONTO ME, "you look a little out of it"… fuckkkkk "YOU'VE BEEN WEIRD SINCE YESTERDAY" OH GOD SHE KNOWS -the king froze vaugarde because its "perfect"? because it welcomes travlers with no name…. hmmm… siffrin no middle name no last name…. -the king is not doing it… i wonder if the party will comment on it after… since siffrin just said basically it -there's a scent around him…? the sugar…? -its happening again with the head housemaiden… burnt sugar again loop 14 -YES I GET TO DRAG ODILE AROUND YES -house with no flowers has the familytale… -HELP WE'RE ON A WILD GOOSE CHASE. -sif looks like they haven't slept in weeks? do they not actually sleep when it loops. uh oh -this book has been around fucking everywhere i swear -also the change god statue changed i swear to god. was it doing that before and i just didn't play attention -there's no research… -half vaugardian. huh! -ohhhhh, i understand… the split connection to your history…. a culture that should've been mine but isn't… yeah… -loop likes being in the sun -bonding proposals? -WE HAVE ISABEAU AT HOME HELP -awh poor mira feeling pressured to date -siffrin like just don't think about it -awhhh stargazing together -oh wow sif is so smart he's so good at talking about planets and the sun i know it -TRANS ISA WINNNN!!!! -stop being gay. dinnertime biiiitch

-i love all of these guys :-) -i just fucking realized after all of that i forgot to ask about time craft. i'm fucking booboo the fool -whatever i'll explode via tear and go up to the 3rd floor for the area i didn't check out loop 17 - -WOAHHHHH this room is so sick… biggg window. star charts? loop 19 - -ok we are doing this right THIS time!!!!!! -there's a chance the party will remember if sif does? -UH OOPS? I made sif remember something with the coin hoping loop would react -"you'll always forget about the things you love" siffrin are you good buddy???? -ok i'll do isa's event again tomorrow god fucking damn it i can't believe i forgot to ask about time craft in the library

[rodbei]

Lemon muffins

ok ok poookies long one because i forgot to do it the entire weekend and now its monday.

I got home saturday after the party, the train went fine even tho I HAD TO RUN TROUGH ANOTHER FUCKING BANEGÅRD CAUSE DSB FUCKING SUCKS and they changed the platform when i already moved to the wrong one and then i was late but i got home.. enentually they me and my dad went shopping for a new comforter for my bed and i also got a bluey bed sheet.. for reasons IT WAS RIGHT THERE I COULDEN TJUST NOT GET IT. i also had a ot of fun finding tounge twisters online like holy shit i annoyed the fuck out my dad, we also got groceries aaand went home. it was a very lazy weekend both my brother and sister were home me and my brother bought ice cream i watched twisted by starkid and made a movie watch list me and my brother also watched the fox and the hound, it was soo adorable and we baked lemon muffins and screamed to steven universe lyrics cause my brother is obbsessed with steven universe rn.

today i woke up at 5:30 bc me and my dad had to rive me up to schoo in viborg it was avery long boring ride cause my headset was dad also its rly rly foggy but i made it to school just in time like holy fuck. AND THEN RED WASENT THERE his bike had broken down both the tires were fuuucked anyway we had history wich was a movie i couldent see half the time like ffs it starred both REMUS LUPIN AND LEGOLAS LIKE TF, i had an muffin and random snack then we had math and that sucked major ass especially cause i wasent next to red so i was just soooo bored i did draw fanatr of bluet and my oc. and yapped with my bf's class mate.. that was intresting cause my bf told them i was a cis guy and made a joke about me having a small peen wich is funny and all BUT THIS DUDE SYMPHATISED WITH ME AND I CANT TELL IF IT WAS SARCASM?? that was a weird weird conversation especially cause i couldent resort back to my normal dumb girl thing online so i was so confuseed.

then we had english it was fine we had about fucking heart stopper and i was trying to not act like i obbsessed over the books and the soundtrack has me in a chokehold ITS BAD liek everyone was complaining its cringe and im just there midly freaking out CAUSE THE SOUNDTRACK RAAH

then me and red too the bus home cause now BOTH our bikes are fucked like comeon wtf his tires definety got fucked by some prick trying to steal his electric bike ffs. but we took the bus back or weel missed the first one took the next one cause stupid.

i helped him get their bike also got some dream cake from them cause their birthday is coming up and i wanna get them a lil gift.

then i finally got home forgot all about the film klub meeting and made dinner after a lot procrastination and watched st with my bf and yapped for so so long i fucking love that idiot the longer we spend toghter the goofier i get im cooked chat.

anyway i really need to sleep i properly missed some details.

Song of today: "first sight" - Adiescar Chase from heartstopper I CANT.

-Borei 23/09 - 2024 22:21

Also i love my brother and i hope he never changes

[spilltheteawithme]

Exactly, the 0 to 100 is a great point. No one spoke of her, her film tanked, yet a day or two passed and theres 1 of the many articles that's praising her in all of these moments, the biggest one from Cannes, drawing attention from the actual stars of the night to herself 🙄🙄/ ☝this, you can make up a lot of thing but I will never belive that some d list actress is somehow more important than actually stars if the movie this whole premiere was organized for, no matter who she think she is ir who her 'bf' is. Bf and gf should be support not main show, and she couldnt even get a pic with seb in red carpet its telling. I think this look like trying to take interest away from real stars, its not your time to shine, you there to support and thats it. But she dint get what she whant, and we know because she wait for seb at the entrance(shippers would say she whant to show her support and he wink to her but ok) so she have to get the attention somehow. I would be so mad if i took someone and they try to still the show making it about them. And the blue dress photoshoot was also fail, looking in the timline she probably did this durning seb press so she was there to promote herself, plus i get actresses took a lot of pic in clothes they were to the event but where was she going in that dress? We still have no pic, if this was her after party dress why pic are from next day and why we dont have som pap pic? She just whant to put a dress run around with a photographer focus on her and be a star yet she forgot that was not a moment to celebrate her

1 who else was by that door when he winked (his whole team) 2 playing it up for the cameras that are walking him in to this huge event because he doesnt want to look like a jerk 3 her not getting the attention she wanted and having an article and mini photo shoot to share when it's supposed to be about him. A huge moment in his career and she's vacuuming up.as much attention for herself as she can.