#i know a ramble alot but this is pretty much my thought process

[ganondoodle]

i might have talked about it before but i kinda wanna rant a lil how nonsensical both the "getting of the time reversal" and "giving zelda the mastersword" things are

bc ... to get the time reversal powers you touch a ... ghost of the enigma stone that used to be there .. and i GUESS it was the one zelda has now but used to be raurus and since its now linked to her we get .... link being astral projected into ghosty dimension similar to the other sages and we get zeldas sage power, but .. how does that even work, zelda, having supposedly long lost her soul to being a dragon is somehow still able to do the whole sage thing of taking you to fogland mclight dimension, just doesnt tell you the same stuff the other sages do word for word (thank GOD)

but how did that even manifest? even ignoring her soul being GONE how can she make that oath or whatever while shes not awake and just floating there, what business does the ghost engima stone have there and why dont the others have something similar to where they were once stored (in the forgotten temple backrooms tm bc we cant have the sonau NOT touch a thing in this world all of the sudden-)

is it bc they were like ... released of their holder from the old sages since they had long died and those go back to being big floaty stones (for whatever reason .. shouldnt have sonias stone done the same when gan took it then??)- also zeldas ability being put into the hand ability wheel while we gotta chase down the damn sages any time you want to use one of their abilities is so unfair .. you could have made the sages usable .. but no ..

its a relatively small complaint compared to the rest but it still bothers me bc it just ... feels so contrived, like it feels to be so clearly just some loose string to get you that power

the same with the weird ass time bubble to get the mastersword back in time to zelda just so she can have a flimsy reason to do what she does (we wouldnt want the character this series is named after be an actual CHARACTER instead of a pretty prize at the end now would we??) and its jsut so .......... why not have her grab the broken master sword as shes falling into the past (SOMEHOW) or it falling down with her bc really link shouldnt maybe not be able to hold it anymore- wait he reaches for her with that hurt hand .. so he did drop it .. and it somehow got back to him instead of being put into the past WITH zelda right then and there?? why??

(also ..rauru just teleporting him to the sky island ... wasnt that arm the last bits of raurus physical body? was his ghost just chilling up there the whole time- ... can ghosts in totk control and teleport their physical, dead limbs to whereever their ghost is? why can a ghost even be so far apart from the rest of his remains .... or was that spiraling energy stuff just him slowly turning into a ghost there ... but my point about ghosts controlling their dead limbs still stands- WAIT he ALSO has to be able to ... SEE somehow bc he grabbed link before he fell too .... the way he talks when you find him chilling on the island tho is like hes seeing it all for the first time too .. so .. he wasnt a ghost yet and still knew where to go .. even tho the place is somehwere totally different to where it used to be and if he became a ghost right there why couldnt you see him when he grabbed link... if the hand that grabbed link wasnt actual the one that fell off gan why does it look like it then? bc gan hand was long and thin with long ass class and raurus actual ghost hands are barely different from typical human ones- .. i think im having more thoughts about this point thant nintendo had over the entirety of making the game .... also fuck rauru for doing the fake out "oooh noooo im fading awayyy" thing just so he doesnt have to answer any of your thousand questions i guess, only to return at the end going, "actually, i want my arm back and yours was fine anyway lol, and here sonia is here too for some reason! also check this out! zelda is back and you didnt have to do shit, isnt that cool?")

the weird time bubble makes me so angry when i remmeber it exists bc it just .. makes NO sense?? what even is it?? if it was a foreshadowing to zelda learning to use her new time powers and you find more over time in the game where she manifests mroe and more until she manages to return on her own like it was kinda teased with sonia tellign her shell find a way to use her new powers to go back since she (SOMEHOW) also got herself here and that point going nowhere like so many other points (hows it going impah, foudn a way to get zelda back yet? dont bother, turns out the solution was 'beat the bad guy' and it all solved itself) OK fine, that works

BUT ITS NOT a foreshadowing of anything, the time bubble thing is just THERE and it drives me nuts, it really only adds to this whole game feeling so weirdly held together by loose strings and it just gets worse the more you think

[semiweirdshipper]

haha, I know I should be writing this somewhere in like a more personal account or something but I don't have any at the moment but I'm just here to say how much I love your work.

Something about how you write the characters feel realistic in such ways, reader isn't portrayed as anyone strong or badass but usually just a simple person who went through hardships and honestly I don't see that alot! It feels different in a way when I read them (in a good way!!!), and it convinced me to write some ocs of mine like that also. The way you write hurt/comfort is exactly how I wanted it to be and honestly I see myself crying in some chapters then smile at the fluff parts like an idiot. It hits hard honestly! And it makes it better that almost all of them aren't sexual content as a fellow demisexual myself.

You've been a big inspiration to me in terms of writing. And everyday I can't seem to not take atleast a little glance to both your ao3 and tumblr account for updates; every update you make, makes me swing my feet in excitement like a little kid honestly.

I honestly also don't read book repeatedly since it feels weird to read it again when I already know what was happening but your books are always so descriptive that sometimes I still get surprised over little details you put in the story and some days, I see myself coming back to your books again, unfinished or not.

I've been meaningly want to send you an ask just filled with my thoughts and feelings about your work but I could never find the right words for it. But now I have, and I want to say that your works were one of the only things I've read when I was going through a hard time, where I felt like shit overall but your works always give me some sort of warmth in a way and I don't why I could relate with it so much.

tl;dr? Your works are amazing and it will never not stop putting a smile on my face:)

I honestly don't know what I'm saying anymore, pretty sure I just repeated some shit up, I'm just rambling at this point HAHAHA I hope you don't mind!! I just love your work so much, never give up on writing! You do great at what you do!!

Hi @ii4tokyo! Thank you so much for sharing your appreciation and feelings. It makes me so happy to know that my stories bring you joy.

You know this entire journey has been so bizarre to me. As someone who has bad people in their life, I always used to wish that those bad people would magically turn good, do better and just be loving and supportive. So when I saw my first slasher movie a few years ago, I felt hope. Hope because I realized that I could make that wish come true- granted fictional but it was still nice and comforting.

I took the slashers and I turned them into supporters. I never suspected that my work would become this important or meaningful to anyone, but it has. And while I don't feel like I truly belong in the slasher fandom, I do feel less alone knowing that there are people who've gone through similar experiences as me and have felt the same way that I've felt.

And now all I want is for my slasher account to be a safe place where all kinds of viewers can feel a sense of comfort, security and support. I understand pain deeply, and I know how I would want someone to respond to that pain, so I write it out with fictional characters. It's nice to know that the process that comforts me, comforts others.

Again, thank you so much for stopping by. I hope you're doing well ❤️ Hopefully soon I can provide you and many others with more emotional support slashers.

[canidbld]

Pack rambles: part 2

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— Day 4 of Sol's Writing Challange

This post is more or less just me adding more onto what I previously had written about for day 3 of the writing challenge in regards to packs and my thoughts on them but this will be more self indulgent and more about my experience and perspective on it. I didn't really feel satisfied with what i wrote on day 3 because I felt like I was missing a lot of what I was trying to convey, unfortunately, but a good day of ruminating on why I felt like that helped alot with processing the stray thoughts I didn't get to add into the original post.

I really wanna emphasize and explain how I feel packs differently from wolves despite sharing similarities with them (mostly cause we're both from the same genus) and I wanna expand more on what I consider apart of my pack and my thoughts on it.

For one, I mentioned that I was technically apart of two packs. My family and then one with my boyfriend.

With my family, I had always kept a sort of "inner circle" or had members in my family I considered my "true family" over others. My family, including aunties and uncles and cousins and nieces, is huge, no like, seriously huge. The 20 member wolf pack in Yellowstone (aka the Druid pack) had nothing on my family tree, I'll tell you that! I mean I'm talking like I don't even know or interact with like 1/5 of my entire bloodline (I should work on that but not really)

Anyways, I have a big family but out of all of them I only consider three people apart of my pack. That is my mother, my grandmother and my grandfather, making my family a pack of four. If we were using David Mech's research on wolves then that's pretty much kind of similar to the average pack in the wild already, which is something I chuckle to myself occasionally when I think about it. We have the alpha pair (my grandmother and grandfather) and then their first litter (my mother) and then me as the youngest pup. I gravitated towards them the most because they raised me and I had more contact and emotional connection with them then any other member of my family.

And yes, there definitely was a hierarchical tension to the way we navigated our family dyanmics. My mother was aggressive and domineering, especially of me and as the youngest (and as her only pup), I was expected to listen. The only people she would listen to was her parents (aka my grandparents) and they would correct her misbehavior. These are just the small similarities of my family and how wolf packs act in the wild with each other. They function as a family unit as we did and if someone in the family was displaying too much dominance or being disrespectful (the way kids can to their parents) then the alpha pair would correct them. I mean, that's how I perceived it when I think back on my child/puphood.

Another aspect of wolf pack culture in the wild was learning. The alpha pair and the older litters in the pack would teach the younger litters on how to hunt, how to play and about boundaries and to respect their older pack members (dominance + submission behaviors). The process of learning to wolves was also how the pack bonded with each other and kept up their close family connection. It's the same for my family pack. My grandparents taught me and my mother a lot of things and how to navigate the human world and even if my mother had her issues, she had also taught me things. This is, of course, a completely logical and common thing families do that is expected of them so their young are more equipped to be more independent when they grow up. But I perceive all of what is considered just normal human behavior in a canine lens because I am a dog at a constant level. Contherian, I believe is the term. My difference is that while I can point out similarities in the way wolf packs operate, I connect it all to being a German Shepherd.

Dogs do not share the traditional pack mentality as wolves because dogs have been bred over thousands of years to be loyal to humans and not other animals. They're social animals like wolves but a dog will always innately consider humans as the focal point of their pack while a (wild) wolf considers, not other wolves but only wolves that are family as pack.

My family aren't therians, they're not dogs like me no matter how much I visualize them or process them mentally as one. They perceive things and themselves as humans and even if I do, in my own way, try to see the canine in them (due to their blood connection to me), I still understand objectively that they are humans (as opposed to therian or alterhuman.) That acknowledgment itself emphasies the instincts of my German Shepherd theriotype.

Part of the reason I consider those three as my pack is because they are the only few people in my family that triggers an animalistic protective guarding instinct in me. It is a raw urge that honestly sometimes feels like a mental switch. I get alert, I get tense when I perceive my family pack to be in danger. Now honestly, for the most part, it's not that intense. It can get to that degree however most of the time that energy simmers under the surface but bet that I'll be scanning and analyzing my environment for any threats and dangers on a 24/7 basis. It is the type of instinct and temperment that German Shepherds were bred to have over generations. They are born alert and intense, especially from working lines. I feel this protective guarding instinct because not only are they my family, my pack, but they're also my humans. I, as a German Shepherd, am fundamentally ingrained to guard and protect my human family and because they are my family, they are also my pack. They feed me, provide me shelter and in turn I keep them safe. Honestly I could talk more about my instincts as a German Shepherd more but thats for another day.

I'm an adult now. No longer a pup and now exploring my adult/doghood, and I've moved out of my family's territory and have found myself a mate to create my own pack with.

I love my boyfriend alot. He geniuenly has been with me from the start of my therianthropy journey since when I realized I was eligible to call myself one and listens to me when I talk about therianthropy and understands me like no other despite not identifying at all as alterhuman in any capacity.

He's my pack now but it's different to how I was with my family pack. Before it was similar to wolf dyanmics with a bit of a domestic dog perspective, before it was just about serving and protecting a family, now it's more about being the bestest dog my human could ever have. I still feel those guard instincts as strong as ever (if not even stronger) for him but now I'm more affectionate and playful like a pet rather than a working dog.

It's not just him I consider apart of my pack either, its my cats too and even a plushie of mine. What defines who is considered to be apart my pack is anyone or anything that I have an emotional bond with and anything that triggers a protective instinct in me. My cats are one of the beings in my life (alongside my family and boyfriend) that make me feel super protective of them. I need to make sure they're safe and provided for or otherwise I feel anxious. It is just simply my job as their owner but most importantly, my job as a German Shepherd guard dog. Same for a very special plushie of mine (who is funly enough, also a cat), I get protective over them too.

It sounds dumb in concept, considering cats and a stuffed toy as a pack member, but I do. I am bonded to them, I emotionally connect with them and because I love them, I want to protect them and keep them safe the same way I do with my boyfriend and family.

I'm not protective over everyone. My guard dog behaviors are really only reserved or come up more easily when it's anything to do with my pack or who I consider my pack.

But yeah, that's just how I've processed the way I perceive packs in accordance to myself.

Thank you to whomever read this far and to whoever has read the first part about packs as well. I know this might seem a bit overkill to talk about packs twice like this but I just felt like I really needed to clarify what I truly was trying to convey in my last post and it was annoying me that I wasn't.

I also want to correct something I said about how dogs don't form packs unless necessary. While it's true for stray dogs to rarely form packs and only do it for survival reasons (and even then they are extremely territorial towards each other due to a lack of resrouces), dogs in general do have a pack mentality it's just that their pack will always be centered around a human or single person or a family of humans. This is because of the 10,000s of years dogs and humans have lived and coexisted together, which resulted in dogs adapting to appeal and work better with humans. That is what makes a dog pack different from a wolf pack.

But anyways, pack shenanigans, amirite?

[triple-starsss]

(sits on the floor and smiles joyously) hiii literally all ive been thinking about is this au hehe <333 been thinkin about the three hogs as rommates,,what do u think their dynamic would be n stuff? (as pairs or as a full trio, etc?) suuuper duper in love with everything youve been doing here btw GRAAHHH <sorry the demon escaped

THIS TURNED OUT WAY LONGER THAN EXPECTED ABDSJDF i rambled alot B]. ALSO RAGHH THANK YOU!! kicking my feet and twirling my hair it genuinely makes me so happy knowing people love my silly, little, super self indulgent au <3

okay so i’ll start by saying Eggman pretty much just threw them into their apartment and told em “BOND”. Initially, they were a little awkward with one another and Sonic could NOT stand it, he was doing everything in his power to make this getting to know each other process QUICK. Silver was definitely the easier one to talk to out of the two, Shadow would often just give either of them a look (trust he wanted to say something but he’s socially awkward and REALLY isn’t used to talking to new people).

They start warming up to each other during their first song writing session, that’s when they find out they all listen to really similar music and start having a super clear idea of what they want the band to be. They end up finding out they all have A LOT more in common than they thought (none grew up with their birth parents, queer, then there's the obvious ones like all hedgehogs, names start with S, musicians ETC ETC ABSKDHD) they start wondering whether Eggman did this on purpose for some super intricate branding scheme (it was just coincidence).

ACTUAL DYNAMIC STUFF NOW ABSDJDF!! overall they LOVE to tease each other and argue over petty things (enrichment for them, also just a little homage to them being rivals in canon). Chaos is to be expected considering they have such distinct personalities and being 3 guys in their early to mid 20s living together. They do care for each other though, they admire one another's talents and tend fill in for each other's short comings when they need to (not without pointing it out first of course).

TL;DR they argue and act like siblings over the dumbest shit but they care for each other despite that!!!!

i might go into a little more depth with their pair dynamics some other time since there's some fun little things i wanna draw to accompany it BUT FOR NOW </33 THIS'LL DO

[bunycube]

!!! hi again (sorry in advance for the very long message ,_,)

wait so do you mean that there is not english translation of Lamento ? so like if i were to download it I'd need to play it in Japanese ? o.o and like find a translation and read from there at the same time !? heck :")

ominous yes!! but there's something really nice about it ??!!

💀💀 not me imagining Tetsuo as a cardboard box now ksndjdjdj i see what you mean tho still i love him nonetheless :') i think he's just a lil bit shy and quiet, keeps to himself alot.. i feel like he's never really had any close friends,, maybe any friends at all i liked seeing glimp of soft and gentle Tetsuo :') there were some really cute and tender moment with Youji too (well as cute and tender as it can be given the circumstances lolol) it's fun to imagine what they all could have been like without all this innerbeings stuff fuckin them all up

it's ok to feel so close to Youji even if you don't know why 😊♡ and YEAAAS i felt the same same same about Z!!!! :"))) very interested to hear more of your thoughts about him if you ever feel like writing them down 👀👀

skdjdjdj entire cities apart made me laugh but true :^) tho even if he left his dad and all that the hell within would still follow him,,, he can't help that he been dragged into all this by his dad and he literally has no escape ,_,

hahajjsjsjsjs i know now there are no sweet endings lmao i can't say i didnt know at first because i had been warned but STILLLLLL i wasnt expecting that from Makoto!!!!! for that end to be so unhinged x') i thought he'd be the less bad difjfjdj

i do like to also imagine something where they someone all get free from the nonsense and just get to have normal lives and happiness ;_;

LOL i dont remember the ugly outfit :"))) i wasn't sure about Rin at first like ,,,, what's his angle,,, he is just pretending to be nice,,, why so mysterious,,,, he did grow on me but idk idk

aw im sorry Nano's made you feel that way :'( i love him very much :'):

aaaa i wasn't sure what to think of Motomi in all the other routes i was very mmm🤔🤔🤔🤔mmm but when i did his route i was like !!!!😍😍😍!!!!!

yeah Akira was alright but Aoba probably remains my fav protagonist(is that the right word??) and and i loved Takeru alot too , before he died when he sees like his sister and his parents and ;_; made me cry lowkey wish he had a route too ~ aND IT'S OK I LOVE GUNJI TOO WOAA

i like Arbitro too a little for some reason there's just something about him ,,,,, but his route was really underwhelming to me ??? idk i was expecting more from him

NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE!! RAMBLE AWAY very interesting to read someone being excited about what they are talking about !! :)))))))

never apologize for long messages!!! i love em! response under cut

there IS an eng translation for lamento! its just a pretty long process to download it haha. i was saying that i had to download some dvd mounting thing to get it to work snfbsb the game itself is fully translated, no worriesbthere!!

yesyes its like kimda ominous but still calming w all rhe quiet sunset empty classroom vibez...you know....

😭😭 oh yeah i get u, i think tetsuo is just a reserved kid plus he prob felt like he didnt fit in very well? thats just me guessing but he seems like that kind of guy...i think hes the same as youji in that respect, both of them kimd of quiet n awkward n not teh type to easily make friends :) he does some pretty bad things but im like sigh well its this kind of game so ofc that happens...besides that i think hes just an awkward quiet kid who looks rly intimidating like hes not bad once u start talking to him. i lovednsome of his gentler scenes w youji, my favs when they were eating ramen and tetsuo picks out the bamboo shoots from youjis bowl bc he doesnt like them...it made me so 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i also loved when youji was showing him pics of his nephew ...idk idk sp is so dark but i loveee gentler scenes like this its so 💔 to me that they manage to find moments of peace despite everything around them...

oh true i thought abt this too...no matter how far zenya runs away he can never escape bc the thing thats causimg all his problems is his own body, so he just cant run away from it or do anything abt it ;___; poor boy he never asked for this n his whole life is just doomed from tjebstart bc of his shitty father...

if i started talking abt why i like zenya we would be here ALLL LDAY and rhis post would literslly never end lol i just like analysing him and how everythign hes been through shapes his actions and behaviour n all hmmmm

OH YES...sweetnpool normal au :))) i lvoe to imagine it i feel like tetsuo youji n makoto would hang our together n zenya is that one guy no one invited but he jsut joined in anyway n the others dont rlycwant him there but well. hes there now

lmaoo this is the ugly outfit

ohh yeah i was thinking abt this yesterday too and aoba is hands-down my fav chiral protag!,$& i jusr love him sm his personality design everything is chef kiss hes so fun and lovely and means sm to me. hes very comforting to me personally as well and hes just a special boy...tho i love the other protags as well haha

OH YEAH i loved takeru too wtfff i wasnso sad when he died bc he had never had antthing good ivhis life n thenche dies SO BRUTALLY...and he jsut wantednto help his family it made me v sad :( they spent sm time on him i fully expected him to atleast have an ending so when he died i was like huh, wiat what 😭😭😭😭

ngl, arbitro makes me sick 2 my stomach for reasons u prob already know but he surprisingly isnt relevant ti the plot st all? so i keep forgetting abt him. i liked how campy his design was but thats it. hecmakes me sick !!! yeah jdbfbd

same for u! i lovenreading lomg responses haha i always ramble a lot so i feel less guilty if the person also writes a long reoly, beside its very fun to read and respond to!

[ocdhuacheng]

Hey, so can I ask about the thought process (idk words but anyway) behind why you headcanoned Hua Cheng as having OCD cuz I'm very interested? :0

KSJDNKSJDFN sorry it took so long to reply to this I promise I wasn’t ignoring you I was just overwhelmed this week and then after I actually sat down to write out my very long answer I accidentally unplugged my computer and I LOST IT ALL so sorry but this version Is going to be rather incoherent and missing stuff probably bc its pretty much just copied and pasted from one of my discord rambles/previous posts bc I don’t have the energy or memory to rewrite everything how I had it before.. but ive kept u waiting long enough so. Yeah. Sorry.

Also if I sound salty at all its not anything directed at you im just pissed at myself for writing like >3k words all in tumblr like a fool and not backing it up then accidentally yanking on my computer cord like RIGHT as I was going to post it. But I promise im actually very happy getting asks like these even if it takes me a long time to respond ;_;

So anyway basically the tldr version is that I have ocd and I love rubbing my terrible little projection paws all over my favorite characters, but also I do genuinely think that what we are shown of hua chengs personality and actions does naturally lead to the headcanon that he has ocd (and ocpd), kind of like how it seems very clear to me that wwx has adhd and lwj is autistic.

Longer version under cut bc. Well. Sorry in advance lol

So. To start off. my ocd got suuuuuper bad in my second year of college, like to the point where my parents and psychologist was considering putting me in a hospital, so i know how awful ocd can get. and because of that ive always been kinda annoyed that all the ocd """""rep""""" in media is just comedic relief kinda stereotypical clean-freak perfectionist haha look at this weirdo sort of thing. like I was barely functional I couldn’t do basic tasks the majority of the time. ironically, my room was extremely dirty and messy despite my main obsession being about contamination. so yeah not all ocd manifests as the spotless perfect room perfect closet perfect desk or whatever the fuck. sometimes its the opposite. I also got put on academic probation bc I failed all but one of my classes (the one I passed was an art class. Lowkey think that class was the only thing keeping me out of a psych ward that quarter. lol. But anyway. That’s a different conversation) BUT ANYWAY it was all around Awful. Like idk it makes me feel kind of stupid for being such a mess before my medications when everyone just sees ocd as a joke or something. like for example, i loove death the kid soul eater, and hes a good character to make fun of urself after you’ve been medicated for ocd, but i wouldnt exactly call him good rep lmao. But after that relapse episode, I kind of really really really desperately needed a character/story to relate to about it but yippee! there are approximately zero (0) canon ocd characters that aren’t comedic relief! but anyway, i know hua cheng isnt canonically ocd but i was actually able to project on him alot from what we got of his personality (and i do gotta say, sorry but despite my attachment to him i dont actually think hes written all that well, but thats another rant), and its part of the reason why i love him so much bc hes like, definitely my biggest projecttion in this regard. so anyway

i mean theres no argument that his personality and actions are very. obsessive, and rather unhealthy to a degree, especially when he was younger, not so much as he matured over literally 800 years lol but he still has some hella issues. so like, [gestures to all of him] with how he chose xie lian as. HIS PERSON, and proceeded to revolve his entire personality and life around him is obvi v obsessive, i think its very obsessive compulsive personality disorder, which is slightly different than just ocd, one difference being (besides ocd being an anxiety disorder and ocpd being a personality disorder.) in that with ocpd, you dont really think theres anything wrong with how obsessive or compulsive you are, while with ocd it causes a lot of distress. (i havent been formally diagnosed with ocpd, but i do think i definitely at the very least have tendencies in that direction too. Like with certain things i know what im doing/thinking is irrational and it upsets me, but with others im just like. why cant other people see this the way i do? why cant they just understand why this is important? like I just get so! Angry! all the time! with people or in general when things aren’t how I want them to be. I get so judgemental even when other people cant possibly know how specific my standards are like I know its bad and I know it makes me act like a bitch and im sorry) anyway……….. sorry about the tangent but back to hua cheng. he is never distressed by how much he fixates on xie lian, the only thing that distresses him is his own percieved shortcomings with how he cannot serve xie lian the way he wants to. im not sure im explaining this well but i do definitely think hua cheng has ocpd as well. his fixation on xie lian actively prevents him forming meaningful relationships with other people, and even causes a lot of antagonism between him and others (especially fxmq). he just doesnt think anyone else is worthy of his attention. which is obviously, very unhealthy and kind of sad. (i do like to think he grows out of this a bit like with yin yu and he xuan, even if he doesnt want to admit it. AND YUSHI HUANG, bc i am also a ysh/hc brotp propaganda machine as well, and well because she was the only one that was willing to help xie lian during the war too. gay lesbian solidarity mwah <3)

so this ocpd thing.. i believe it extends to things like how the temple in ghost city, or paradise manor, is set up, he'd be classic perfectionist for the layout of it all, probably gave yin yu a lot of grief over it every single time he changed his mind and decided to burn it to the ground or redecorate it because it didnt seem good enough anymore for the hypothetical day when he can bring xie lian there. i dont like to think hua cheng treated yin yu badly on purpose, i dont like thinking hes cruel to him for the sake of being cruel like ive seen some people imply or outright suggest, i mean yin yu is obviously overworked but i think part of that is just hua cheng is so perfectionist about certain things (how the temples and manors look, how theyre run, anything that can be used for or by xie lian in the future) and he just doesnt see that its become a large burden on yin yu because he thinks this kind of stuff is just the rational thing to do, and that everyone should put as much thought into these things as he does. and if he doesnt feel like he can get things to be set up the way he wants it to be it becomes. catastrophic lol

so thats more of the pure ocpd side, though there is a lot of overlap between ocpd and ocd obvi

one thing about ocd is like. its all about wanting to be in control of every tiny part of your life. like for me when certain things are out of my control it freaks me out so much that it basically disables me. Its why I hate planes so much despite cars being statistically much more dangerous. Because if something happens in a car I at least have some semblance of control over how I can escape the situation. In a plane youre just. Fucked. (sorry to all pilots its nothing personal I think youre braver than I will ever be but its basically impossible for me to trust you (and the engineers and inspectors) with my life like that) anyway, i despise ambiguity of any kind and i hate not knowing things or having concrete answers to any questions or worries i have. like. i couldnt decide on a hypothetical grad school because i was weighing the possibilities down to like, ridiculous perceived probability percentages of how likely a natural disaster were to occur in the area, and how dangerous said natural disasters could be, etc. (well. i didnt have to worry about any of that in the end bc i got rejected from literally every school i applied to LMAO RIP but anyway.) so you get the gist. its all just very irrational, and time consuming, and ridiculous to try to gain control of every single possible path your life can take. AND I HATE IT. that was kinda yet another tangent but, to apply this concept to hua cheng. one thing that i find super funny about him is how he always has his nose in everyones personal business like hes such a fucking gossip girl its hilarious. like jokes aside its obvi helpful as a ghost king to know whats going on in the 3 realms, but i think he takes his info gathering up to 11 like he definitely has these control issues about having to know about everything thats going on at all times, having to be on top of everyones business so he cant be caught off guard by anything. over those 800 years of sending his butterflies out recording things he was primarily looking for xie lian, but hes also just kind of. snooping. lmfao. Because If He Doesnt Know Whats Going On Everywhere He Will Die. (again)

and well. with his butterflies to help him, it does work, i mean. hes always on top of things hes always got a plan, hes always the one that people are going to in the book if theyre in trouble. He seems so put together but the things he cant get information on completely eat him alive sometimes. cant let others know that tho, bc hes Cool(TM), hes Chill(TM). cant let anyone know there are things that, god forbid, hes IGNORANT of. embarrassing. tch.

his hoarding im a little ? about because i dont exactly remember the details of it but i do know he has a ridiculous amount of like trinkets and weapons and magical items and stuff in paradise manor, but i also know he doesnt really care if they get destroyed or not, which is kind of strange but i do what i want and im making him a hoarder bc im somewhat of a hoarder and i love projecting. though now that i think about it. like if i have a big pile of something that i dont want to get rid of, but someone else does it for me without asking or something happens to it like yeah i get angry but sometimes i also just get kind of relieved……….. idk.

so now about intrusive thoughts, i bet he has suuper disturbing ones. Like we  know how he was debating slaughtering those humans on mt tonglu but ended up not because xie lian would have saved them. obviously that was already a stressful unusual situation but like i dont think that kind of thing gets any better even when hes just like. chilling. he gets visions of himself burning ghost city to the ground or attacking humans or destroying his own ashes or otherwise causing harm to others, like yin yu. like he pretends he doesnt care about yin yu and he xuan and stuff but i do think hes fond of them, but he tries to keep his distance because 1) hes dumb and 2) he gets really freaked out by these violent thoughts he has about them. the worst is, when he finally meets xie lian again he gets these thoughts about him too and it takes literally everything he has not to like. throw himself into a volcano, or something.

and its already been established his self image isnt. great. which is a kind way of saying it. he thinks hes worthless and ugly, esp if he does even the slightest thing wrong. I mean I definitely think hes better by the current timeline of the book, but it still reads as a kind of precarious thing to me? Like he wants to be a companion to xie lian instead of just a servant like wu ming, but even after 800 years he still feels this inferiority and disregard for himself u know? If im explaining in an okay way? and body dysmorphia is also something that can be ocd related. OH and i forgot to say this before but ocd/ocpd can also sometimes be a way that ptsd can manifest and id definitely say with all that he was said to have gone through as a child he has ptsd, leading to, well, exacerbated ocd symptoms, among other things. his body dysmorphia is obviously something he internalized (for 800 years!!!) from when he was a child, and i can imagine him absolutely agonizing for centuries over his san lang form, because it was supposed to be his most perfect form, he needed to make it perfect, and he never felt like he could

similarly, for the cleanliness side of ocd that i feel is kind of stereotypical? at least how its portrayed in most media, hua cheng has been show a couple times not wanting to get things (or xie lian) dirty. he was very poor and dirty as a child so now he has the connection of being dirty = being miserable, and this is taken to the extreme when he becomes a supreme bc now hes rich and able to be clean and any dirt or blood on him or something/someone he cares about (’cant let you down the ground is dirty’; shielding the flower, etc) is like. an attack on this power he has now ? iykwim

anyway sorry this is long and rambly. if you actually read it all… respect……. Also ignore those parts where I might get a little too personal :^) like idk if it is but I feel like I might regret some of this in the morning. honks. Anywayyyy as you can see im completely normal about hua cheng im saaaaaauuuuur normal and well adjusted and I just think hes neat oky byeee jumps out my window

[princeanxious]

An idea I’m drawing stuff for:

Okay so g/t sanders sides au idea but where the tiny people are actually mini android/cyborgs made to accompany people /if they want to/ as companions to humans that can connect to technology and the internet. (Medium-big sized ramble under-cut)

They arent nessesarily helpers, but they can help humans w/ technology issues if they want(and there are lots of human laws in place that prohibit forced labor and captivity from this new sentient race, but as you might guess, just bc there are laws doesnt mean everyone follows them or gets caught breaking them) the rest of the world is kinda up for development but i can tell you these tiny android people sometimes come with additional features such as tails w/ audio jacks/place where the tail would go to insert an audiojack, eyes and fingers that glow, ear type varients depending on what time they were born/created, have as many bendable joints as a human, but their legs and feet are naturally a bit thicker/wider both for balance and more room for technology in their tiny bodies.

Theyre a very intermingled mix of liveform and android(and are probably best explained as just. Straight up aliens to planet earth), to the point that theres no actual way to seperate tech from bio-matter. And theyre so tiny that trying to seperate the two on such a small scale is still scientifically impossible at this current time. Damage and wear/tear to their body can heal quickly with enough energy, rest, and time, but losing body parts can be nearly detrimental to their health if said parts cant be reattached quickly. They are not strong enough to regenerate a full limb.

It’s not an immediate death if they lose a limb, but its very much an emergency due to how spread out their bodily function sensors are in their tiny bodies. Losing a certain leg can mean losing complete mobility of both legs and balance, or losing certain patches of memory, losing a certain arm can mean losing the ability to balnce well, or go nearly sensory blind(meaning they can see things, but no longer feel them that well.) the tail is the only bodypart that is not immediately detrimental to their health, just their lifestyle. Their tail is their only way to directly connect to the online world without assistance. Without it, they rely on adapter prostetics that wear out over time and need to be replaced on occassion.

That being said, in this au, Roman, Remus, and Janus are tinies in this world. Roman and Remus are twins, and both suffered an injustice of experimentation that involved one of their legs each being removed, and being reattached(successfully) to the other’s body, as a test to see how similar twin tiny’s bodies are and if the similarities assist any in surrogate limbs attaching successfully. Theyre rescued and rehabilitated amd rehomed together before anything more was done to them, but they live life knowing they have eachothers leg and function as if said legs are really their own, and it connects them in a very odd way that they cant really explain.(it comes w/ a bonus of being able to send messages to one another, but a con of being able to see a portion of the other’s memories, be it mental, or physical muscle memory)

They live with a group of humans, Logan, Patton, and Virgil, who are aware of their situation and have welcomed them into their home to live normal tiny lives. Patton and Virgil are brothers, and Logan is their childhood bestfriend. Remus tends to travel w/ Logan the most bc Logan isnt bothered by Remus’s constant hyperfixations on dark and grusome things.(they hold alot of convos abt dark literature and anatomy, and astronomy. Remus finds Logan’s voice soothing on his semi-irratic stream of thoughts, and talking abt astonomy helps sooth Remus to sleep the fastest.) Roman clings to Virgil mostly but passes inbetween Virgil and Patton pretty frequently depending on whose at work. (Virgil and Roman bicker about everything under the sun, but it’s still healthy for them. Virgil keeps Roman’s ego in check and Roman helps Virgil gain more confidence in things, especially things in public.)

Janus is.. well, he was born.. defective, in a way. No ones really sure exactly what happened, if there were dificulties in his development, or if his existance was fused semi-incorrectly with another while in the preverbial womb, but he is born with his body being partially down the middle on one side with another set of tiny genetics, leaving 1/4th of his body from one side of the head to just below the same side’s ribs to be a different skin & metal plating color. One eye glows gold, the other a bright milky white, the same going for either hand w/ his finger-tips on the same sides. Pure snow white skin, plating, and hair is unnatural, and its theorized to be a permanent glitch in his physical coding seeing as the ‘other tiny’ that had yet to combine correctly would not have developed any physical traits until birth to mimick a combination of it’s parents, it’s physical attribute coding would remain dormant and thus not addapt with the rest of the body.

This leaves Janus visually different, and physically different. He has his own two legs and tail so that part of his body functions normally, but the arm that is inter-functionally dormant leaves him with terrible balance issues(thus leaving him to require a cane) and his on the same side that is similarly dormant leaves him functionally blind in said eye and deaf on said side.

He’s developed an extremely defensive personality because he refuses to be pitied for something he was never in control of. He’s plenty independent without help and beyond grouchy. Has been known to bite humans who try to help him but wont listen to him, hard. He’s never been allowed to live a normal tiny’s life because the parents he was born to gave him to humans to ensure he lived, then got retroactively babied since. His foul temper has lead to a difficulty in the homing process, and the humans are almost about to give up on him when Virgil walks in one day, curious about homing a third tiny to help stabalize the twins antics and frustrations born from there only being the two of them.

Janus is just as foul at first as he is to everyone who approaches him, because he fully expects pity. Instead of Virgil moving on in rejection/dismissal of the rude behavior, Virgil just chuckles in amusement. “Oh boy, you’re fiesty huh?” “Have to be, lest people think they can do and think whatever they want about me. Better to give them my worst so they don’t get any god-complex over my disability, right?” And Virgil relates, and isnt hesitant abt mentioning his own struggles w/ how rudely people treat him w/ his general anxiety disorder and chronic depression.

Virgil manages to convince Janus take a chance and come home w/ him. And then Janus meets Patton, and things go so much better than anyone expected them to go. I mean, they get worse before they get better, but the getting better is so much further than any resulted backtracking. Janus likes Patton, and is uber protective of him. No one knew Patton to bicker much, but oh boy, does he bicker with Janus, often abt taking care of one another. Its all out of love and care, and its honestly jarringly sweet. (Patton gets Janus hooked on chocolate chips, and may or may not bribe him with a bottle-lip full from time to time if it means making Janus relax.)

[quillname]

Lab Rats Headcanons: Part 2

 Lab Rats After-Hours & Golden Girls

Hello, did you miss us? Well, we’re back again for another round of inane rambling so buckle up my dears! On this thrilling installment of “wow, you guys really don’t shut up about these nerd characters, huh?” we’ll be featuring the following:

Burke, Luchino, and Bane (the Golden Girls), as well as BonBon (who makes the group into Lab Rats After-Hours)!

So, let’s talk about Golden Girls first before we hop into how BonBon shakes things up for them.

When he first showed up, our favourite lizard man saw Burke’s lab and had precisely one thought: I want in.

Okay, so like, Bane and Burke were friends with each other long before the games at the manor

They were both employees of the DeRoss family and they became friends in their time together as coworkers

As mentioned in their backstories, several incidents occurred. We headcanon that these events caused them to drift apart for a bit

(More on this whole dynamic and character history later when we talk about Bane and Burke’s dynamic specifically, because there’s a lot to get into with them - Quill)

They didn’t end up meeting Luchino until after the games at the manor had begun

When he first showed up, our favourite lizard man saw Burke’s lab and had precisely one thought: I want in.

At first, he tried many different ways to worm his way in politely but when it became pretty quickly apparent that that wasn’t getting him anywhere, he went for the next best thing: annoying Burke into letting him share the lab.

He would often just kind of insert himself into the lab and act like he owned the place, much to Burke’s annoyance

Over time, however, Burke did begrudgingly let him stick around

The three of them have an interesting dynamic, since none of them are particularly great at the whole ��communication” thing.

They do all care for each other quite a bit, but they tend to show it in subtler ways. They do little things to show they care.

They check in on one another (especially if someone --- usually Burke, let’s be honest --- stays up too late and needs to be told to sleep), they make each other food/tea, things like that.

Bane and Burke have a long history and are good friends, although some parts of their history are a bit strained, at the end of the day they care about each other lots and both want the best for the other.

Burke and Luchino started out pretty at odds. Burke was annoyed by Luchino and Luchino cared more about the lab space than actually getting to know Burke himself. This evolved over time and they do actually care about each other now quite a bit.

Burke appreciates Luchino’s company more than he’d ever willingly admit to him and Luchino would be willing to go out of his way to help/do something nice for Burke (which isn’t typical for him) if he noticed him in a bad mood.

Luchino tends to yank Burke out of his comfort zone quite a bit. After years of being alone, Burke has developed some not-so-healthy habits and norms, like shutting people out and burying himself in his work when things are bothering him. Luchino is good at noticing when he’s started to wallow and pestering him into a healthier distraction

Like trying to stop a chaotic lizard-man from releasing 20 leopard geckos into the lab space.

No, but in all seriousness, Luchino is good at looking out for Burke in the roundabout ways that he can’t just outright turn down

Burke recognizes this and the amount of care it takes for Luchino to do so (though it does take him a while to realize) and he appreciates it.

Bane and Luchino is a bit of an interesting dynamic.

For us, they kind of got to know each other personally because of their mutual friend in Burke.

Sure, they’d met a few times around the manor before. Run into each other, possibly had a few Duo’s matches together, things like that. But they never really got to know each other through these things because Bane’s a pretty closed-off and guarded person and Luchino is generally apathetic towards getting to know new people. It’s not that he’s anti-social, he just doesn’t really care about getting to know people if they’re not really of use to him.

Because both of them were spending time with Burke, though, they began to run into each other more frequently and with more reason to actually know who the other was

At first, Bane was curious about the new person present around the lab that Burke had let in. He’d heard about him through Burke’s complaints back when he was first trying to break into the lab, but now that Burke actually seemed to be willingly letting him stay, it was enough to pique his curiosity.

Beyond that, he was also quite grateful that Burke had a new person in his life because he knew how important it was that Burke shouldn’t be alone.

For Luchino, there was a similar curiosity: he was intrigued what kind of person could matter so much to someone who seemed as adverse to people and human interaction as Burke (although he does later realize that this impression of Burke isn’t entirely accurate, either)

As such, they began to get to know each other a little more outside of when they just happened to both be in/around the lab at the same time

Over time, they formed a remarkably chill dynamic

Luchino is a little bit more subdued when he’s around Bane, likely because annoying him isn’t quite as much fun as it is with Burke and thus he turns that down a little. He’s still willing to be a bit chatty about his work or be a little chaotic but like, he’ll do it while sitting on the couch and reading a book rather than hanging from a lighting fixture in the lab.

Bane tries to show his appreciation for Luchino in the quiet ways he can. Luchino also tends to look out for Bane, both because he considers him one of his friends and also because he knows it’s good for Burke to know his friend is looked after.

On Duo Hunter days where he notices Bane to be tired, he offers to throw and do a friendly match (to note: this is very unusual for Luchino, who on his own will basically never throw a match. The man likes winning). When Burke asks him about it, he usually waves him off with excuses like the mode not being serious anyway. The small gesture is enough to make Burke smile though, seeing someone else care for Bane’s wellbeing. (That being said, Luchino does extend this to Burke when he’s tired. Burke however, is old and stubborn. He’d rather go down swinging. The two are more similar than they seem, but don’t mention it to Burke.)

Luchino is pretty good at recognizing when the other two are in a bad mood, and he does often try to help in the ways that he can. He has, however, also learned to recognize when the bad mood is probably caused by something he’s not exactly equipped to handle, usually involving either of their pasts.

When this happens, he knows it’s going to take more than helping to get their minds off of things or cheering either of them up.

He’ll usually find a way to direct them to try and talk to one another. Usually it leads to them working things out, though it isn’t always the fastest process.

Neither Bane nor Burke is particularly open about their pasts and he respects that enough not to push them about it.

Luchino feeling down about his own past and current situation is a much rarer occurrence, but still happens nonetheless.

Bane and Burke both do what they can whenever it hits. Sometimes that means listening to Luchino talk. Sometimes it’s offering whatever little bits of advice they can. Sometimes it’s just sitting with him quietly so he doesn’t need to feel alone.

Bane’s presence is quite calming, and given his stalwart nature, Luchino finds that he can fill the silence with sparse ramblings without feeling like he’s judged or unheard. Bane won’t ask him to talk upfront, but it’s an unspoken open door, and for him that’s more than enough.

Bane’s less touchy than he used to be, but he’ll sometimes give pats on the back, as an added support. Luchino allows it.

Burke’s not adept at navigating feelings, but he’s down to trade advice and talk it out (Eventually, once he opens up more. Once they as a group open up more) Luchino and him spend long nights at the lab, heavier conversations are bound to happen. Being someone who’s older and having gone through alot himself, once Luchino starts talking about his own issues, I think Burke would want to let him know that just as much as he’s been there for them, they’re here for him as well.

He mentions one night that if they are to be compared to a symbiotic relationship, then they have one that is mutualistic. Luchino pauses at that, doesn’t hesitate to huff and call Burke corny for using that term, but his eyes begin to blur and he does his best to look away from the old man. He really does appreciate Burke.

Miscellaneous

Burke and Luchino are both softies for Bane.They dote on Bane alot, to which both parties are oblivious. Luchino would deny it to the grave because he is a Bad Bitch, No Feelings™, Burke has given up on pretending he doesn’t care (post-talking-it-out™), that’s his dear deer friend and he’s glad to have him.

Oldie that does not make sense in canon but if there were saturday morning cartoons in the manor, they’d watch them together. Burke would have them running in the lab as background noise, Luchino would make some teasing/playful jabs but ends up intrigued. Bane walks into the lab to see the two of them not doing work and either laughing at punchlines or critiquing certain aspects, and the two motion for him to sit down and watch the rest of it with them.

Burke enjoys the animation medium and the technicalities behind it, Luchino finds the gags and visual effects fun (although he’ll squint at some of the logics), and Bane’s not quite into it as much but the prospect of having saturday mornings set aside to watch cartoons with his good friends is a charming one. Also, he quite likes the ones involving a certain rabbit and hunter. Beat his ass Bugs. Luchino likes the roadrunner cartoons.

Giving something potentially closer to canon timeline, Post-Manor Burke and Luchino find themselves at odds with the Betty Boop cartoons that start airing. Burke finds it neat how far animation is advancing, meanwhile Luchino took one look at her french poodle design and said no. (“Luchino, you’re a lizard.” “And?? At least I look like a lizard. That is not a poodle, you cannot convince me otherwise.”-broh3m3)

Bane and Burke start a garden together in one of the empty courtyard/atrium areas at some point. It’s just a nice little veggie garden that they take care of. It gives them a nice way to spend some time hanging out together.

Burke also has some sunflowers on one end that he grows. They’re the same ones he found growing in his old watering can when he found it while cleaning up the lab. He moved them into the garden to grow properly and so he could use the watering can.

Luchino also likes plants, and has a particular fondness for carnivorous plants. He used to keep a few in his room and a few in the lab, but once the other two start their garden, he starts keeping them in the small greenhouse in the courtyard.

The three of them maintain the garden together.

Because he’s a little on the reckless side and definitely down to cause chaos just to see what happens, Luchino ends up getting chewed out by Burke a lot. He doesn’t usually take it too seriously.

That being said, because he’s known him for so long, Bane knows when Burke’s being a hypocrite about something he’s nagging Luchino about and will sometimes point out an instance of Burke being just as if not more reckless/destructive with his experiments than whatever he’s currently complaining about (“You set fire to the desk, Luchino.” “When you were first testing out BonBon, you set fire to half the forest, Burke.” “...We don’t speak of that.”). It’s all done in good fun and is usually pretty silly.

Luchino is usually just happy to be privy to hearing about Burke’s own recklessness and he can get kind of smug about it. Burke tries to avoid chewing out Luchino about stuff he knows Bane would call him out on if Bane is around as a result.

Luchino tends to be the one making the most jokes of the bunch (or at least he’s prone to saying the funniest stuff) but every so often, on rare occasions, Bane will make a joke. Usually it’s said in a deadpan, and it’s often quite dry, almost to the point that the others wonder if he was joking at all. They’re usually pretty good once they land, though.

As much as we enjoy ‘Burke has detention’ jokes around Luchino, Bane is actually the scariest one to anger. Luchino knows an angry Burke, he sees it all the time. Angry Bane however…

That about does it for the Golden Girls, specifically.

With all that said, how does our loveable, resident penguin-bot shake things up for this group?

BonBon cares a lot about Burke (that is technically his dad, after all!) and enjoys spending time with him in and around the lab.

If he can help out Burke with something, he’s happy to do so, and if he can surprise him by doing something, he’ll be excited about that, too.

Burke doesn’t really say it, but he loves BonBon a lot, too.

As much as Burke insists that BonBon’s name is Guard 26, he still slips up and calls him BonBon now and then.

He actually does consider “BonBon” more of their name than Guard 26, but at this point he’s just stubborn about it. (His tsundere is showing)

Bane’s known BonBon since he was first built.

He’s a little more affectionate with him than Burke is, if only because Burke is not particularly affectionate. BonBon knows they can probably expect head-pats if they sit with Bane.

As a caretaker, BonBon enjoys looking after Burke. Very occasionally he also does the same for Bane. Because both are rather stubborn on that front, he usually has to be sneaky about it.

He’ll make them food or leave them a blanket or sometimes just sit by them to quietly keep them company.

Bane can usually catch on pretty quickly when BonBon is going out of their way to take care of him, partly because it usually involves them hanging out with him outside of the lab.

He appreciates it, though, and lets BonBon do what they want because he knows that they like to help others.

Luchino was a little weirded out by BonBon at first, not entirely sure what to make of him.

Once he got a bit more used to him, though, he decided he liked the little guy.

The two of them can cause untold chaos if left alone for too long. 

Bane is the good influence uncle, Luchino is the bad influence uncle. Burke is the tired father.

Luchino usually steers BonBon into helping him out, but he’s a decent enough person to not let BonBon be the one to get in trouble when they’re inevitably caught doing something Burke told them not to (Burke can usually figure it out on his own, but it’s the thought that counts).

Luchino also likes BonBon because they’re warm. When the weather gets cold or if he gets sick, Luchino likes to curl up against BonBon since they’ve got a built-in heater.

Bonbon is often the middleman for bets and arguments. He can however, be easily swayed, which both parties (see: luchino and burke, bane is chill) will try to work in their favor.

Love languages let’s go!!

Bane’s is quality time. He’s spent quite a bit of his life isolated in the woods and while he never really minded being on his own, it does make him value the time he spends with people he cares about all the more.

After the incident with the poachers, spending time with people who he loves and trusts is a comfort: a rare opportunity for him to let his guard down. He knows the others would help look out for him.

Luchino and Bonbon’s are acts of service. Bonbon is used to filling up the role of a caregiver, and naturally their means of showing affection manifests in doing little things for the others. They’ll tuck a blanket over the others if they fall asleep in the lab and they’ll make a favourite dish if someone seems down.

Luchino on the other hand, was someone who hardly mingled with his previous colleagues for more than necessary. To him, actions speak louder than words, so to go out of his way to do something for Burke or the others (ex. cleaning up the lab, taking over another’s tasks for the day, etc.) is his way of showing he cares for them and genuinely appreciates their company. ‘Cause like hell he’s verbalizing it (bad bitch ™)

Burke’s is also a form of “acts of service” in that the motivations underlying the actions he takes are the more significant manifestation of his care.

Sure, letting the Lab Rats use his lab is spending time with them, but the act of him not kicking them out of the lab is the more significant part for him. Likewise, when he chooses to make a gift for someone, it’s less about the material gift given, and more about the sentiment.

In a way, he’s kind of an amalgamation of multiple love languages, but the one that seems to encompass his motivations the best right now would be acts of service.

Completely random, but for favourite plants: Bane likes Bauhinia trees, Burke likes sunflowers, Luchino enjoys any kind of carnivorous plant but especially venus flytraps, and BonBon likes daisies.

That’ll be the end of that for now, but expect more Lab Rats in the future! This little found family can fit so many headcanons in them! Please take care of yourselves until then! :D

[baka-monarch]

Alrighty! *Slams hands on a desk*

You see this?! *Gestures to the oh so wonderful Music Tubbox au*

It's... it's beautiful.

I have some questions about it that I'd like to hear your thoughts on, if you don't mind. (This is going to be long)

*Before I start, I'm recalling these details with the inability to double check atm but it should be fine*

You mentioned Tubbo wanting to escape the music box to where he wouldn't have to dance if the music box played, so does the box have a certain range of area in order to control Tubbo?

(Now for potential headcanon time >:D)

If so, a fluffy route is Tommy and Tubbo chilling (after knowing each other for a bit) and having placed the music box deep in the basement or something. They could get rid of it, but they don't know if the magic tied to Tubbo is also tied as close with the box. (Life line stuff- and it's not fluff anymore. I tried.)

The angst route tho (and gotta love some angst) is if say Tubbo is out of the general "range" of the box to dance but the music box calls to him-the music is played- from wherever. A scenario where Tubbo can't ignore its call and is forced to go reunite with the box- whether he's concious of the pull and heading back to where it is despite the dread or whether he's unconscious, like its an automatic process and his mind blanks as he hurries to be back with the box. (The possibilities if someone got their hands on the box with the angst mhmm)

And speaking of someone getting ahold of the music box...

Dream.

:)

Dream gets ahold of the box (maybe noticing Tommy originally getting it, or like, Wilbur might've been doing a photo gallery of things to sell to potential customers idk stay with me, and skips over it fast or is like "oh, I already sold that one" to try and cover the fact that the box is very much NOT for sale, and not within their possession in case anyone did perk up with interest)

I don't know what Dream's profession would be... or relationship with Wilbur and co, but I could see him doing it (taking the box) to mess with Tommy. He took one of Tommy's finds that Tommy seems to appreciate. (The whole "you're too fun" dynamic because c!Dream just loves seeing kids in pain)

Dream could know about Tubbo prior or after the whole thing. (After playing the music box, Dream sees Tubbo arrive at some point to be with the box)

Tubbo is understandably terrified. Tubbo and the music box had never really been separated before this moment -out of the range-. (Tommy could have either just agreed to not play the box and have put it downstairs or Tubbo tried to escape the range and Tommy physically went after him, not choosing to utilize the music box.)

OR ALTERNATIVELY They do know, maybe Tubbo could have known this would happen because Tommy and him tested it out to see if he was free and Tubbo was like "I didn't want to come back... it /made/ me come back..." So que the alarm bells when Tommy realizes the box is gone after he can't find Tubbo.

Anyway! Back to Tubbo and Dream. (Tbh as soon as doll!Tubbo became a tag I went "Pawn? Puppeteer Dream? Porcelain doll? Puppet?!) A chess piece for a pawn might be bigger than doll!Tubbo... (o.O) 2-3 inches is pretty small.

So... assuming Dream does realize how important Tubbo is to Tommy, Dream uses it to his advantage. (Is making Tubbo dance the only thing the music box can do? Or could it control Tubbo to do other things as well 👀... depending on the music box holder 👀... up to you)

That brings me to the doll!Tubbo is "fairly fragile" as you stated in one of the asks. Which yes, great, stunning, he can feel things, and if one of his arms gets chopped off? Well that's alot of damage. Can Tubbo die while he's "fairly fragile"? (I mean the name implies he's fragile so... I guess so...)

Because alternatively, (and this is just for the idea) consider Tubbo still being fragile physically, but he can't die-or atleast is hard to kill-. A porcelain body, but he doesn't really feel sensations. (Because he is a doll, and do dolls breathe, do dolls have heartbeats, hmm) Tubbo's body is still breakable, maybe he loses an arm. "What a shame" but he lives on, there's not much he can do. He can't feel anything besides the solids underneath him and the things he touches. No smell or texturized sensations. He can't feel pain, so he could get cut up into pieces and still be aware of exsistence. (The whole clothes stuck to body thing tho I don't want to disprove that)

If he couldn't feel pain, imagine Dream drilling small holes on his body to add little puppeteer strings. Dream is excited he can't wait to hold /this/ over Tommy's head.

Tubbo, being dragged by strings, is completely helpless, and once realizing that Dream relishes in his struggles, has mainly given up.

Do they talk to one another? Who knows...

You mentioned a potential counter curse which... fluff good fluff, but what of it involved Tubbo slowly gaining "human characteristics" back (more so to the idea that Tubbo can't feel sensations, smell things or feel pain)

And then the drilling starts, and for the first time in a long time, Tubbo feels pain. (Also the drilling puppet strings is dark, yessir, but I forgot Tubbo was porcelain and was like ah yes wood doll, ah yes, puppet strings go brr)

Anyway, that was my ramble, thanks for reading this!

-EchoLocation

FINALLY!!! SOMEONE IS INTERESTED IN THIS AU!!! THANK YOU ECHOLOCATION!!!!!!

Okay okay okay-

So (it's gonna be hard to answer all of this but I'mma try-)

Music box control: there is a range, basically if Tubbo can hear the music he has to dance to it- BUT if he's out of range and someone plays the music he is forced to get into range to hear it from the curse (like what you said with him being stuck in a trance and going to find it). As for control, you can use the box to make him do other things, but you have to change the melody (music boxes have this little metal roll in them that has dots to play the song, and you can buy a new one and change it any time) and sing an actual song to that melody about what you want him to do- singing to the original melody doesn't work

Dream: Dream is probably someone who buys and trades stolen items from Wilbur alot. And most likely a hidden fae. So, Wilbur had taken a picture of the box and posted it on his (secret) website before he knew about Tubbo, and when Dream saw it- he immediately recognised the cursed music box and wanted it. Of course by then Wilbur would be unwilling to sell it, but Dream has his ways (fae cursed the box remember? So, what fae that's going to steal this box do you think was there when it was cursed? Dream. So who knows how to utilize the curse? Dream.)

Tubbo and pain: Tubbo can feel pain. But he can't die. So you can shatter him to a million pieces and he would be in agony unless someone glued him back together- and he can't pass out- (I know, I'm a monster). Dream knows all of this- so when he wants a puppet it just makes him do a sloppy job at drilling the holes in, just so he can hurt Tubbo more.

Counter curse: through the counter Tubbo would turn back very slowly, and it would take at least a year to turn completely human again (although he would be free from the box's control instinaniously)- as well as, even though he was turned into a tiny doll, he can't be grown back, so he's now a tiny human- but at least a free tiny human

(I think I got it all?)

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[salamanderdr]

Alrighty we know Dsmp is taking a more psychological horror approach so before I get into my rambling just a reminder that you are real and I am real and we're all ok🥰

You're safe , but if ya need to scroll pass please<3

//derealization, sleeping disorders

!rp !dsmp

So this kinda all started when Ranboo joined (let me know of any other examples before him) with his story mainly focusing on his internal psychological processes. What ever struggles he's dealing with has fanifested as an internal voice(of Dream) and sleep/enderwalking.

So with this introduction of psychological fiction more character's mental struggles have been shown through their sleeping habits/dreams.

-Ranboo sleep/enderwalks and can't remember anything he's done or dreamt of

-George uses sleeping as a coping mechanism and it seems these dreams are mostly nonsense until you see that he's able to bring items outside his dream. Then there is the presence of Dream XD who seems to only appear in George's dreams (seems so by the latest stream). XD could be a manifestation of of George's imagination (so he might become real), but probably XD can only talk to George in his dreams at the moment.

-Then with Fundy he's been having repetitive dreams that change bit by bit till they are nightmares. And both him and George have shown that they can dream things and they become real.

-I'm adding Karl bc I have my own headcanon that Karl either travels when he sleeps(so there kinda like dreams) or he passes out and can't choose when he can time travel(which is pretty much cannon).

Not really any point to this I just wanted to put all my thoughts about these poor dream boys down. However, dreams and struggling on what's real is becoming a big theme right now and its kinda obvious that Dream might have something to do with it all. Also since he caused alot of trauma for people it's kinda makes sense their struggles would manifest into sleeping and dreaming.

Let me know of any other examples if there is any:D

Anyway remember this is all roleplay and I hope yall stay safe and happy💜

[pandemique]

your art is so pretty ;-; it makes my day seeing it.. can i ask, did it take a long time to get your art to where it is now? and was it a hard process? i wanna get better at art but i dont know how ;-; call me aku! i think ill be asking alot/praising you about your art lol

aku thank u sm ;v; i’m really touched..

um shhshshs to be fully honest i started drawing last december-ish...... just for this blog because of brainrot lmaOoo.... i think that’s kinda obvious if u scroll through my #demi doodles tag and see my sad first posts :’D

although!!! i did tryhard middle school art class a long time ago and i vouch, if u really get into it, u can learn a lot :> i think starting early even when i didnt continue painting afterwards still means a lot, bc since then i always saw art with a more critical & appreciative eye and i guess i still learned through osmosis?? LOL

that being said, the bulk of my learning really was done these past lovely brainrotty months, so don’t sweat it if u start late :) my dad is 58 now and my recent enthusiasm in doodling afflicted him too so now we’re learning together <333 and i adore what he makes already

i made a tutorial for my own painting style here aku nonnie, but there’s so many other resources available online elsewhere for learning too :> here’s my own personal tips for quick improvement below the cut ‼️

firstly i am seconding the ‘general painting tips’ section of the tutorial i linked :>

particularly about which fundamental concepts of art/drawing that u should really explore if u wanna improve quickly! (ex. for drawing humans, learning proportion and gesture is much more useful than detailed anatomy!)

focused practices on areas of art u wanna improve in >>>>>

figure out precisely where u need to improve and focus on solving those issues. smth i like to do is to doodle without reference, find similarly-composed but much nicer art that does the specific thing really well, and then compare & analyze what i’m missing or could do better

in general, looking at other people’s art that u like and figuring out what exactly u like abt it is great! at least thats how i improved in the years i didnt even touch a sketchbook

VARY the art u make as much as possible! even if u have a certain favorite style, in the learning process its important to explore as much as possible. this includes varying the subject matter (draw hoomans a lot? try nature or backgrounds!), the art styles (realism is important to try! but so is stylization!!), the media (i learned SO much so fast when i switched from traditional to digital!), and more!!

comics helped me bc i was forced to make things i don’t naturally love to, like those damn flowers T_T in general incorporating things u need to focus on into projects u love (comics for me, maybe character design for u?) is a great cheat to making the process seem easy :>

ask for feedback!!!!!!

use MANY references every time u draw!!!!!

but ofc nothing beats drawing often. its okay to just draw what u like so u can keep going—i’m personally 100% brainrot fuelled and it did me wonders lol. in the end putting in the hours is what will give u a strong grasp, and its also what u need to develop a style. frequent ‘disposable’ but thoughtful doodles >>>> sparse ‘masterpieces’

be kind to your art. know it is already amazing now, but you WILL keep improving. i believe in you

that’s all i got off the top of my head! it seems kinda overwhelming when i ramble about it this way lol i’m sorry :’> but these are all just lighthearted tips to make drawing more fun! in the end, what’s important is that you are having fun creating. brainrot and tumblr is DEFINITELY my secret :) good luck aku i’m rooting for you!

[scrawnytreedemon]

going off that last ask: loz/yazoo character opinion? i wanna read your thoughts!

Ohooooo, I was waiting for something like this!!! Thank you, Vee :) I’ll do my best to explain <333

Starting off with Yazoo:

First impression: Calm, level-headed, perhaps a bit shy. What surprised me the first time watching was how deep his voice was. He’s got this grace about him that leaves you simply... staring. I interpreted the introductory scene where Loz nearly cries and Yaz tells him not to as comforting-- Which I think is what a good chunk of Rem fans see it as? Overall, pretty, but not much else.

Impression now: I think he’s fucking ruthless under that dainty face, if you ask me. Honestly, it’d be right in line with Sephiroth. I think out of the both of his brothers, he gets along better with Kadaj, but if he wasn’t around, I doubt Yazoo would have nearly enough investment in their quest. He comes across as apathetic and uncompassionate, perhaps even a little haughty. I feel like his relationship with Loz is tolerable at best, and downright acidic at worst. With Loz being the way he is, I wouldn’t be surprised if Yazoo and Kadaj had to keep an eye on him at all times, just in case. I feel, though, at the end of the day Yazoo does care about his brothers, and would risk his life for them. It’s in his bones, and he can’t help it, whether he likes it or not. Still very pretty though, lmao.

Favourite moment: Been forever sinced I watched Advent Children, and, unfortunately, Yazoo my beloved doesn’t get many scenes. I’ll have to go with the introductory scene, as it gives us an idea of who they are and what their dynamic is like right off the bat.

Idea for a story: I feel like any story with Yazoo inevitably ends up involving Loz, so I’ll make a joint bullet-point for them at the end of the post <3

Unpopular opinion: Mmm, probably the more apathetic, if not downright spiteful characterisation. If my friend @vesaniens​’s experience is to be believed, then at least Back In Her Day it was far more common for Yazoo and Loz to be buddy-buddy while Kadaj goes off and does his own thing. I can see the appeal in that dynamic, and understand where it comes from. There’s alot of ways you can interpret ‘don’t cry, Loz,‘ and as it is the introductory scene, however you do sets down the foundation for all that follows.

Favourite relationship: The Remnants aren’t characters I can find preferable ships for in-canon, so romantic is off the table here. I will say, though, a dynamic where Genesis and Yazoo are mentor and mentee would be downright tooth-rotting. Genesis preening him, taking him out to nice places, showing him fine literature-- I love it! I don’t see much talk about how the Remnants would relate to Gen and Geal, and I think that’s a damn shame. Plus, Yazoo can then quietly rub it in either of his brothers’ faces whenever he gets annoyed with them. To pick another, though, definitely him and Loz-- Especially if it is strained. It’s very clear they’re meant to contrast each other. Yazoo is lithe, subtle and venemous; Loz is big, loud and sensitive. I personally have a huge soft spot for fics where they recouncile their differences and learn to truly love each other.

Favourite headcanon: Honestly, I feel like I need to make a general headcanon post for the Rems as a whole. They’re all inherently tied, so a change to one of them usually affects the other two. To touch up on one from a theory I read about a year ago now(God, has it been that long?), I like the idea that the Remnants got a little bit of Genesis and Angeal mixed in. They’re like 90% Seph, give or take, but the other 10%~? Now that’s where the fun begins baby!!! In this case, the donor would be Genesis, and Yazoo would’ve gotten the more passive-aggressive, snarky, preening aspects of his character. The resentment and feelings of  inferiority towards Sephiroth end up getting mixed into Kadaj, however I don’t want to elaborate on this too long lest I go off-topic. On a more crack-heavy note, I feel like if you waved a laser-pointer in front of him, he’d be transfixed. He’s too dignified to actually leap at it... But he likes watching :)

Now, as for Loz:

First impression: Big phuckign himbo, idiotte of a man. Probably can’t even buckle his own boots. Playtime??? Bitch NO, it’s not playtime! WHY ARE YOU CRYING??? But yeah, my initial view fell alot more in line with what I think is the most common interpretation of him. His excecution leans heavily to Big Dumb Idiot Man Who Cries When He Sees A Duckling.

Impression now: Baby. Poor fucking baby. Honestly, that could be said for all the Remnants, but I don’t think Loz’s struggle is discussed nearly enough. I’ve talked about this before, but, for me, it’s painfully clear that Loz is essentially a child in a grown man’s body. Writer Kazushige Nojima has Loz’s lines about playing during his fight with Tifa were based off his own son, and has described him as “missing a little something upstairs” --And looking at him through that lens, things become alot more disturbing. He’s Sephiroth’s love for Jenova; a doting, yearning, infantilising love. There’s an innocence to Loz, something sweet, something light and airy-- And to have him fight, have him torture, have him kill... just, man. This jarring dichotomy between such hulking, brutal strength, this bringer of destruction, and this kid who wants his mother. Is he aware? Does he truly understand the weight of his actions? Can he? Most of this, admittedly, is a bit of a stretch, but I love this doof alot jhdhjfdjhs can you blame me?

Favourite moment: Oh, definitely the crying scene-- You must be real tired of hearing that again. Though, in Loz’s case, it sets up his sensitivity, and his dynamic with his brothers-- Yazoo in particular.

Idea for a story: Same answer as Yaz.

Unpopular opinion: I think my more infantile view of Loz as a whole is semi-unpopular? Fandom seems pretty split on whether he’s just a himbo or actual babyman. Again, hard to tell, what with most Rem content and discussion being several years old and tricky to find. I’d be curious to have a discussion on this! But yeah, if we’re talking about the wider fanbase, I think my intense appreciation of him is definitely unusual. Alot of OG fans see the Rems as tropey villains, and while I will argue that it makes sense considering they’re fragments of a bigger, badder, more complex villain, I don’t think Loz is nearly as shallow as most would have you believe.

Favourite relationship: As discussed with Yazoo, there aren’t any canon characters I consistently ship the Remnants with -- Especially not for Loz, in particular when viewing him through that youthful lens -- Though as with everything, I am flexible :) On the platonic side... Honestly, I think Loz would just be a big softie who hangs around everyone. If Angeal was baking, Loz would definitely chip in to help, though he might cause more trouble than if he stayed aside. I think he’d try and reach out to Sephiroth, only for his affections to be rejected because the latter is Bad With Emotions and is torn between on whether the Remnants are a nuisance he hands off to his old friends or his children who he wants to scoop up and carry off into the vast cosmos.

Favourite headcanon: Loz eats alot of shit he isn’t meant to. Like, shit that would kill twenty grown men. At least once he has mistaken stinging nettle for mint, and spent the next two or three days scraping his tongue constantly. Would chase a ball if thrown, no questions asked; try playing frisbee with this dude, and you’ll end up on the other side of town by the end of it. If you try and pick him up, he just slumps, like a big, brawny ragdoll cat-- Probably purrs like one, too. Definitely appreciates a good scratch behind the ear :)

There’s like... probably mountains more, but this is what I’ve been able to coax out after a day of writing this on and off. Again, thank you so much for asking!! I’ve been meaning to ramble about the Remnants for ages now, but didn’t know how to go about it.

Aight, as promised:

Story idea: This is one I’ve had on my mind for years now. I haven’t gotten around to it, as it’d require greater familiarity with FFVII’s world as a whole, but the premise is that Yazoo and Loz escape far out into the countryside, and end up in a village. Yazoo soon falls ill, and Loz has to provide a living working for a local farmer. Their dynamic is initially strained, and without Kadaj to hold them together, they nearly end up splitting before arrival. As time passes, and as they grow closer to the community, Yazoo’s grumbles fade into concerned murmers. Slowly, he begins to trust Loz more, and Loz learns to take more responsibility. But as their friendship blossoms, Yazoo’s body withers. Bedbound, he wonders how Loz would fare without him, if he could make it. I imagine this ends up leading to Loz deliberately blowing their cover to get needed medical help from WRO, turning themselves in during the process.

Again, there’s probably more to it, but to be honest even I don’t know. That’s the great thing about creativity :) You never know where you end up!

Thank you for asking, and feel free to ask more if you’re curious! This goes for elaboration on characters already asked, certain headcanons, and even pairings! Also, feel free to add on with your own thoughts! Whether they be additions, refutations, or so on. Fandom discussion(provided it’s civil qwq) can be so much fun!

<333

[cutelittleluckysoul]

Girl With A Plan

Request:  Hii would you be willing to write sub!obi-wan x reader smut? 🥺🥺

A/N: I don’t know if I did this justice but I never did write someone else than the reader as a sub. So this is probably shit. But please let me know what you think of it. I really tried. Also I have two more requests for one shots and one ship. I am working on them. If you want one too just ask^-^ And feedback would be much appreciated.

Words: 1650

Pairing: Obi Wan Kenobi x Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Sub!Obi Wan.

You were sitting in Obis room. Waiting for the man itself because he was in a meeting. You have been thinking about him all day. And your relationship with the Padawan. Especially about your pretty evident sex life and quite frankly it just got mundane. Not that it was bad or anything but the spice was missing. So you made up your mind. And you would set your plan into action today.

Getting over the plan in your head over and over you hadn’t realised that Obi Wan had come in. Only when he greeted you with a kiss on the top of your head did you look up. You looked at him and saw how tired and exhausted he looked. Maybe you should wait. Maybe he wasn’t even up for it. You were overthinking everything and Obi Wan sensed your distress. He brushed a strand behind your ear 

“What is it darling?” His voice immediately calmed you down. 

This was Obi Wan, your lover, he would never judge you. You took a deep breath and looked at him.

“I have been thinking alot about our sex life lately. And, I am not saying it is bad, it just got repetitive.I know you feel it too. So I was thinking maybe we could switch it up with me being in control and you submitting to me?” 

The last part came out as a question. You could see him pondering over your words, debating them. You were biting your lip, hoping he would say yes, because let's be honest, it would be so hot to have the strong Jedi, even though just a Padawan, be a whimpering mess because of you.

“Sure. Lets try it”, he finally nodded. 

“Really?” you were beaming with excitement. 

He nodded again. 

“Sorry but I need you to say it”, you grinned seductively at him.

 He was saying the same thing to you whenever he wants you to speak up during sex. Obi Wan smirked knowingly. 

“I want you to make a mess out of me. I want to please you.” Honestly him saying this made you wet already.

You wasted no time and kissed him deeply. Obi Wan sighed happily and sneaked his arms around you. But you were having no one of it. You tested the waters and yanked at his hair softly. Obi moaned. 

“You can tug harder” he rasped against your lips.

 You grinned and tugged hard at his hair, biting his lip in the process. He let out a whine and you were more than enjoying this.

 “Be a good boy and lay on the bed.” you instructed. 

Obi just grinned. “What if I don’t?” 

You tugged harshly at his hair making his neck arch slightly.“You don’t wanna find out” 

The look in your eyes was fiercy and you were loving the way that Obi gulped. You knew you had him. You let go of his hair and he laid down on your bed. 

You took a moment to look at him, his hair was disheveled and his lips red and puffy from the kissing, his cheeks were rosy too. He looked perfect. You got undressed and could see Obi eying you up, licking his lips. Then you went over to him, putting your legs on each side of his head. “Now you are going to be a good boy and make me feel good. If you are doing a good job I might reward you.” You didn’t need to say more. 

His arms wrapped around your thighs, pulling you down and holding you in place. His tongue ran between your lips and you jolted forward.

“Oh shit!” He ate you out like a starved man, his tongue exploring every inch of you, toying with you. One of your hands wandered to his hair, gripping it hard. You slowly start to rock against him and he moaned, the vibration sending a shiver up your spine.

 “You are doing so good Obi”, you moaned.

 He hummed in acknowledgement and started to run his tongue over your clit, drawing different patterns. Your back arched and you were rocking faster against him. His lips closed around your clit, sucking it. You were in heaven. Definitely something you could get used to.. You were approaching your end very fast. And Obi was determined to make you cum. His tongue kept lapping you up, occasionally sucking at your clit. Soon enough you were toppling over the edge, moaning his name rather loudly. He kept lapping at you until you couldn’t take it anymore and slumped onto the bed next to him, panting. 

It took you a few moments to calm down. You looked at Obi and the sight alone turned you on again. You could see the remains of your juices on his lips and chin, his hair a mess and a dazed look in his eyes. You could also see the outline of his dick through his pants. “Get undressed.” He did as he was told, got up and stripped. You were watching him. His dick slapped against his lower stomach, the tip a deep red, leaking precum already. You grinned to yourself. You did this to him. “Lay down again baby”, you seductively moaned. As fast as he could he laid down. You slithered down a bit, being on eye level with his cock. 

“Do you want me to touch you hm?” You grinned up at him. 

“Yes!”, he was so eager. 

“Now that is not a nice way to ask for something.”

 You looked at him in a teasing, pouting way.

 “I thought you were my good boy.” You tutted.

 “Sorry. Yes please. Please touch me. I need you to touch me so bad. Please”. He looked so desperate, but you couldn’t resist. 

With feather light touches you were starting to stroke him, as slow as possible. His hips bucked up into your hand and you stilled your movements. 

“No darling you have to stay still otherwise I will stop. Understood?” you tutted. 

“Yes ma’am” he nodded. 

You grinned at the name. He probably didn’t realise what he just called you but it gave you a feeling of power. You started to move your hand again, slowly and lightly. You were watching his face, which was scrunched up in concentration to hold back his movements. You hummed in approval and started to speed up a little, your grip getting firmer. He moaned in pleasure, whining that you please speed up some more. You grinned speeding up a notch, your hand barely fitting around is cock. His precum acting as lube it was easy for you to twist your hand ever so slightly. A sheen of sweat covered Obi and his brows knitted together. He wanted to touch you so bad, but he knew you would disapprove. So instead he fisted the blanket beneath him. His knuckles turning white in order to stay still. Your teasing driving him nuts. When you wrapped your lips around his tip he nearly lost it. He moaned so loudly and couldn’t help but grip your hair. To his displeasure you released him immediately. You were sitting up now. 

“Such a naughty boy. And here I was thinking you deserved to cum. Seems like you won’t.” 

“No! Please come back! I didn’t mean to! It just felt so good. Please I need to cum so bad.” he whined and he looked utterly wrecked. 

You loved that look on him. 

“Are you going to behave?” 

He nodded eagerly “Yes, yes of course I promise. Please.” 

Not being able to resist his puppy eyes you sat on his hips. Taking his member into your hand you slowly sank down on him. He was stretching you so deliciously and the burn was only small. Obi let out a pathetic whine, his head pressing into the pillow. You looked down at him and slowly started to move up and down on him, slightly scratching his chest in the process. “Fuck” he hissed. 

Obi was in heaven.You were so tight around him he didn’t know if he was able to last too long. 

“If you dare cum I won’t have sex with you for a week.” You moaned into his ear. 

His eyes got big and he looked at you, bouncing on his cock. How should he be able to stop himself when you looked so good above him? He could see himself sliding in and out of you, filling you up perfectly. Your tits, which he usually loved to mark up, were bouncing with your every move. The sight was so erotic to him he engraved it into his mind. Maker you looked like a goddess. 

“Please may I touch you? Please I need to feel your soft skin so bad. Please, Please, Please!” Obi was rambling, everything felt too good to be true. 

“You may”, that was all the confirmation he needed. One of his hands went to your breasts immediately, squeezing the soft flesh. The other one went to your hip, helping you ride him like there is no tomorrow. You looked down at him again, speeding up once more, even though your legs started to get tired. But you were so close you couldn’t stop. You could feel Obi pulsing inside of you. Throbbing. 

One of your hands snaked down your body and you started to rub your clit furiously. Seconds later your second orgasm crashed over you, making you fall onto Obi Wan's chest with a loud moan. You were slightly shaking but Obi still rutted up into you only to finally cum himself, releasing himself inside of you with a deep, whiny moan.Both of you were trying to catch your breath, sweaty bodies pressed against each other.

 After a while Obi found his voice again “That was one of the hottest things we ever did” You chuckled lightly against him. 

“Yeah? You liked it?” 

“Liked it? Maker it was heaven! We can definitely do that more often”he grinned down at you, pecking your head.

“Oh absolutely”you grinned up at him cuddling closer to him. Yeah you would definitely do that more often.

[respect-the-fae]

Things that remind me of: Aphrodite

Time for Aphrodite! I love her! She's like my mum! I work with her and Ares alot, I would go as far as to say that she's my matron, along with Hekate. She's so wonderful, but also absolutely terrifying, my favourite epithet of hers is Aphrodite Epitumbidia, which means She Upon The Graves. Anyway, I'm rambling, this will also probably be long. I'm glad you guys like my dumbass thought process so much 😂

Getting butterflies in your stomach bc your crush/partner/spouse walks in and your brain stops working and you can't stop admiring them and their aura and the wonderful personality you know they have and you only thought is "oh my god I wanna kiss them."

When kids have dolls and they make intricate love triangles and dramas with them, where Barbie number 12 wants to marry Ken number 6 and Ken number 3 wants to marry her instead so he pushes 6 down the stairs so he can have 12 all to himself. (Why was that so specific? 😂)

Doing romantic things impulsively. Seeing your partners favourite flowers, or sweets, or anything that reminds you of them and immediately buying it, just because you think it will make them smile.

Best friend necklaces/bracelets/rings, etc. Aphrodite is platonic and familial love, as well as romantic and sexual.

When your best friend gets their heart broken and you clench your fists and bite your lip so hard you draw blood, when all you see is red and your chest is heaving with rage because HOW DARE THEY. And if asked later, if you were the one who slashed their tyres, you smile and say no. No one believes it, but there isn't any evidence. You only slashed 3 of them, so their insurance won't cover it.

Safe sex. Aphrodite does not like unsafe sex. She lived through the times where it wasn't safe, when love and lust gave those she blessed and adored illnesses that she wasn't allowed to save them from. It makes her so angry and hurt when the sex isn't safe, because it's just an extra few seconds to use a condom and confirm that they got tested recently and it was negative before losing yourself to passion.

Feeding the birds in the park.

Stalking your friend's crush and scaring everyone because "holy fuck, you were like 10 minutes, why do you know his middle name, hospital of birth, and his aunt's 4 divorced husband's names?"

The Addams Family. Gomez and Morticia's marriage is awesome, and their unconditional love for anyone with quirks, and their habit of adopting everyone who they like and see needs a family is what my experience with Aphrodite is like. She and Ares saved me.

PET NAMES. Darling. Love. Honey. Angel. Princess. Kitten. Dear. Sweetheart. Little One. Sweetie. Doll. Baby. Babe. Bambi. All other variations! They all remind me of her and I LOVE THEM.

Flirting. The game, the push and pull, the drawing so close your breath catches in your throat before pulling away with red cheeks. The tease and the dare between you of who will snap first and kiss the other.

Grief and rage. Getting cheated on and wanting to tear someone apart with your bare hands. They see Dite as a peaceful goddess, a silly love goddess. She is the goddess of rage and war as much as Ares is. So many wars have been started over love. I admire the fuck out of her, and her temper scares me.

Cute date nights. Matching teddy bears. Stealing their clothes and spraying their perfume or aftershave on it so you can keep at least that with you when they go.

Dying your hair candy floss pink, and absolutely loving it because YOU LOOK LIKE A MARSHMALLOW.

Looking in the mirror and feeling sad bc you feel too masculine and wondering how she could love you when you're not even a girl (in my case lmao, I'm nonbinary, or any guys who worship her) or you feel like she won't love you because you're a trans woman. And you can almost hear her scolding you in that soft, motherly tone because "excuse the fuck out of you, how dare you insult my beloved like that. You're my beloved and I wouldn't have chosen you or blessed you if I didn't love you, and your gender has nothing to do with it. You're always enough for me, and I will always love you." And now you're smiling and grinning in the mirror and maybe crying because she loves us all so much guys. Yes, I'm a little emotional and possibly crying, I fucking love her.

Belladonna plants. They're so pretty but could kill you. Very good metaphor for her.

Legally Blonde. That whole movie (and the musical) are fucking masterpieces and they scream Aphrodite.

Cuddling your friends!!!!! Building huge nests with blankets and pillows and curling up together with snacks and cocktails and having an amazing night.

Historical romance novels. I read them out loud to her and her candle goes crazy!

Sea shells!

Piercings and tattoos.

Dancing with someone. Even if there isn't music, just swaying and leaning against them and it feels magical.

Bubble baths! Bath bombs! Putting flowers in your baths!

Rosehip tea.

Cuddling with teddy bears and being all warm and feeling safe. (Yes I am 20 and still sleep with a bear, there is no shame in it).

Champagne, cheap stuff or fancy. Bubbly wine make my brain go WOOOOOOOOOOO.

Chinchillas. Idk why.

Seeing your friends after a while of being apart and you're hugging and swaying and everyone around you is like AW OMG THEY'RE SO CUTE

Being so close with your friends that they think you're dating.

The pink and purple colours the sky goes when the sun is setting.

Not as long as I wanted but I'm a little drunk and also, exhausted. I SEE MY FRIEND TOMORROW.

Hope you like it! I'm doing Hekate next!

[reefartandwriting]

Running out of Time pt 2

The young witch uncovered her face, and hugged the one knee she still had. "I know. But it's not just- I've needed to tell you something for a while. And I've put it off because I've been so scared. But I guess… you're leaving. I can't leave it unsaid." She shifted to facing Luz, putting her hands on the humans shoulders and looking into her eyes. "I… I have… a uh…" she growled at herself in annoyance. "I really… uhm…"

"Amity…" Luz said, kind of interrupting, but shaking the girl from her flustered state. "...I know fears are so hard. But you should know that whatever it is, I'm never gonna not be your friend. I love willow and Gus, but me and you have a sort of special bond, I think." She smiled, moving her hands up and on top of the green haired girls. "At first, I just… I saw good in you. You needed help to bring it out. You're so good, Amity. You're nice, and brave, and strong, and you've been under pressure for so long I'm amazed how you haven't crumbled." Amity felt Luz's thumbs run over the backs of her hands, and she tensed, her breath leaving her.

"But that's what's so cool. Even under pressure… you can find a diamond. And I'm so glad I could help you be that." She shifted to face Amity completely, moving her hands downwards so they were holding each other, sitting in between them. "Take your time, okay? Breathe for me. You still have to let yourself not be perfect. It's okay to stutter. You can do it." 

Her heart almost beat out of her chest, but she felt comforted. Luz really cared so much. Amity's emotions got the best of her, and she started chuckling, tears welling up while she looked down. "Luz-"

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry! I just-" she said it quickly, but quiet enough to be mildly comforting. But Amity interrupted by moving her hands to her face, sitting up to be just a bit taller than Luz, looking down with a smile and tears dotting her eyes.

"Luz, you are so unbelievably stupid." But the tone was so loving, Luz couldn't help but open her mouth to ask what she meant, but Amity moved in quickly to kiss her, and all thoughts disappeared. 

Luz's eyes closed on instinct, but her body stayed frozen, the action so unexpected. Both her and Amity could feel the others heartbeat, the intensity could kill. But their lips barely met, it was so soft…

Amity's warm, nervous hands stayed planted on Luz's cheeks, some of her fingertips curling to convey a secret message of "Please, Stay." Luz felt it, and everything clicked. All the nervous laughter, blushing, the states. The waving in the middle of class. Grom, Grudgby, the little moments of protective action she hadn't thought much about before.

But it faded away and she just smiled, pressing forward just enough, Amity pulling back right after to meet her eyes, face flushed and tears still present.

"Wow…" the human muttered, not able to quite process much other than that. Amity blushed harder, sitting back on her legs and moving her hands to rest on Luz's shoulders while a small silence grew between them.

"You… uhm… okay?" Amity managed, bubbles of regret floating up into her mind.

Luz opened and closed her mouth a few times, her face changing emotions at a strange place that Amity didn't know how to process. Eventually Luz breathed out, almost a Huff of laughter, and managed to mutter "d-define okay?"

Amity felt awful. "I'm so sorry Luz I just- Everything's been building up inside me for so long and it was just a split second instinct descision I shouldn't have done it without asking I'm so so sorry I'm so stupid-" she was gripping the girls shoulders tighter as she rambled. "-Im so bad with words I even brought a paper Incase I couldn't say it… I've liked you since… oh gosh so long- You're the one I wanted to ask to Grom, and I've been such a mess around you ever since because I've never had someone care about me like you do you're just so sweet and stupid and funny and caring and I think I fell really really hard but this was too far I'm sor-"

"Woah woah woah slow down, Amity you're gonna pass out from lack of oxygen!" Luz huffed with a smile, moving her hands onto the witch's shoulders, mirroring her grip on hers. "Amity, it's okay, breathe for me, it's okay!"

Amity wanted to dissapear, she dropped her gaze and closed her eyes, but let herself breathe, while Luz continued.

"I… I like you too. Alot. I uh… I just never imagined you'd… I mean…" Luz shrunk a bit, while amity looked up again. "I mean you're… you're Amity blight! You're amazing! You're smart, and strong, and pretty, and you're a good person… I kinda just… tried not to think about it. Cause I'm… a human? And an idiot, not technically a witch, a girl, so much below your league, y'know? I didn't want to keep dreaming and hoping." Luz gave a small smile. "I don't really… I don't know how to feel right now? My stomach is squirming. Like at Grom. But also… different?" Her face was flushing a redder tint, and small nervous chuckles escaped her mouth. "I probably sound weird."

The green haired witch smiled fondly. "I like you because you're weird. And I understand that feeling. I… I just… well now I feel so stupid." She laughed genuinely for the first time she got there. "I mean, I thought you just wouldn't like me? You're an amazing person. I've made so many mistakes? I know you've forgiven me I just- I don't know."

"We were both kinda clueless then, huh?" The human chuckled. "Wow. Just. Wow."

"Wow what?" Amity murmured, releasing one of Luz's shoulders but not willing to not be touching her somehow. "Again, I get that kiss was kinda sudden and maybe too much-"

Luz moved a hand to rub her neck. "Yeah yeah yeah that, that's exactly… uh- haha… wasn't thinking about doing it again…" the last part was so quiet Amity barely heard the first word.

"What?" She asked, confused.

She shrunk back a bit, laughing nervously. "N-nothing no just uh- uhm…" she sat up a bit again, meeting Amity's eyes and thinking about how pretty and golden they were. "I meant… I liked it… and I uh… wouldn't mind, y'know… doing it again…"

Amity blushed completely, her mind escaping her as her mouth fell open. "i-i- uh- uhm…" she eventually just squeaked and plopped her forehead onto Luz's left shoulder, trying to hide herself. "Luz-"

"Sorry…" she whispered, but smiled and wrapped her arms around Amity's shoulders to keep her close. "I just wanted to be honest."

"You're always so honest. It's the worst." But she chuckled, so Luz knew she meant it in a joking and loving way.

"Well, I don't like lying. Besides, If it gets you flustered and cute I will never stop." She laughed, rubbing the witch's back. "Take a minute, if you need. We are okay. Just breathe."

Amity was so grateful to hear that. It made her heart beat slow down and her face fade back into its normal pale color. "Thanks." She pulled back, and looked off to the side before meeting Luz's eyes again. "So… are we… uh… girlfriend's?"

"I hope so…" the human whispered, taking one of Amity's hands. "...I want to, if that's what you meant."

Amity nodded, smiling again. But it faded, as she remembered how Luz still had to go in three- well, two days now. She looked down with a sad expression. "I won't get to see you…"

"That's not entirely true!" Luz said. "I have to go home, but Eda is giving me the key so I can come back whenever. I plan on telling my mom, but I want to get settled again, y'know? I'm not leaving forever. Maybe my mom will even let me keep going to school here if I convince her! And even if not…" she cupped her new girlfriend's face to lift it up with a reassuring smile. "...Amity, I will visit. I'll come back. I promise. Infact- I would do the uh… what was it? The witches oath? I forget…" 

Amity laughed, putting a hand on top of Luz's. "I won't make you. I trust you." She smiled again. "But I wanna make the most of the next two days."

"Oh of course! We could have a book club meeting! And hangout, wherever you want. Just let me know, yeah?" Luz started to stand, helping Amity up. "Want me to walk you home? I don't mind…"

"It's late, and you'd have to walk home alone. I can get home by myself. But, thanks, Luz." She pulled her in for a hug, breathing out. All her stress and worrys were gone, for the most part anyway. She was still sad she wouldn't see the girls stupid grin everyday, but knowing Luz liked her back… knowing she'd come back, made her feel so much better. 

After a moment they seperated, and after a quick glance, Amity kissed Luz quickly, surprising her, and pulling away to walk away, glancing back with a smile and a light blush.

Luz smiled goofily and watched her go, disappear around the corner, and after a few minutes she snapped out of it and walked back to the owl house, smiling and so happy to finally have her feelings out. 

She would make sure Amity had a great time the next two days.

[carol-thirteen]

How about 13 and reader find out r is only half human

okay so i had half of this written already and then my ipad glitched and i lost it all xx so here is a rewritten one (i also fell asleep rewriting it so thats why its late)

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The Doctor’s coat was flapping in the wind and the momentum of running, dodging whatever arrows you both could. You were side by side, and shared a look when the Tardis came into view.

While The Doctor was running, you were held back. An arrow hit you in the shoulder, you cowered away and shrunk towards the ground.

“Y/N/N!” She lept to you. “Where did it-“ She saw the blood stain gathering and falling down your back. “Okay, hold that arm down. It’s not that far. Wait a minute...how are you st-“ Another arrow flew by and hit your thigh. You groaned in pain, yelped almost. You felt lightheaded, the blonde becoming blurry and caving in at the sides. “Hold on for me. Can you-“ You were crying, tears falling as you clung onto her wrist. “You can’t walk.” She whispered to herself.

You felt weakened, more so than you had expected. Being injured on a visit to an alien planet was not new. This time felt different, you felt-

You were in and out of consciousness so much that you didn’t realize how quickly The Doctor had gotten you in the Tardis and to the newly updated medbay.

Monitors littered at the walls of the room, scanners available almost immediately. There was pretty much nothing that could be missed.

You were laid flat on the bed, whimpering as you came back to consciousness. You could barely feel the pain in your body you had previously felt.

A pillow had been placed underneath your shoulder to prop it up, the arrow head still embedded into the skin.

You groaned at the uncomfortable position.

“Hey, hey.” The Doctor stepped over to you in big strides. She stood over you speaking words of comfort, but the only thing you were thinking about was where The Doctor’s jacket was. You frowned. “I have to take them out now.”

You tried to shake your head quickly but hissed at the pulling of skin around your shoulder. “Please no.”

“It’s alright. You’ll be alright.” The Doctor had secretly hidden a needle, one that injected you with a sedative. She muttered something else but the darkness overwhelmed you and you missed it.

She had patched you up. You assumed you must had been out for-

You moaned as you felt the tightness of banaged around your thigh and shoulder.

The Doctor was perched on one of the stools beside the bed. “The stuff I gave you should ease the pain now too.” She spoke softly, trying to avoid eye contact. “Just try not to move.”

You looked up at the screens she was staring at. It didn’t make much sense to you.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She finally looked down at you.

“Wh-“ A frown. “What are you talking about?”

“Y/N...” The Doctor sighed. “Don’t play dumb with me.”

A pang appeared in your stomach, you wondered why she wouldn’t believe you.

“How long have you known you’re only half human? You must’ve found out at some point, your healing speed is enhanced. There’s no way you could be immune to those arrowheads if you were only human. Laced with a toxic poison, would immediately get into the bloodstream and kill a human. But you...you.” She breathed, finishing the ramble, recognizing you obvious confusion and quickened breathing. “You really don’t know.”

You shook you head slowly, trying to pop yourself up afterwards. A hiss, but with a hand from her, your legs were now hanging off the side of the bed and your back resting against a badded surface. “What am I?”

“You’re part Rylannian from Rylois, beautiful planet actually. A few hundred years back they were devistated by the Daleks. They’ve built it all up now but alot of them fled. Some of them must have found earth or at least a colony of humans.” The Doctor explained and you appreciated it, but there was something bugging you.

“But I remember life on Earth, I’m human.” You frowned, lip quivering.

“Half human,” The Doctor took your hand and squeezed it. “We’ll figure this out, I’ll get you the answers to any questions you’ll have. I promise.”

You nodded, starting the difficult stages of processing this information. “Can we go?”

The Doctor was about to ask go where when it clicked. “Of course, but you need a little more time to heal.” The Doctor hopped off the stool and stood infront of you, helping lower you back down. “Rest, we have time.”

The Doctor placed a kiss on your forehead, a rush of feelings surging throughout her body (and yours) at the fact that you really did have time. More time than she thought, a few hundred years more.