#i once knew someone who was into waluigi

[your-fave-is-just-a-lil-guy]

waluig

Waluigi from Mario is just a little guy!

[otomiyaa]

Luigi x Ticklish Reader

Romantic + 13. “That’s… quite an attitude for someone in your position.” Requested by @weegee-simp69 for my 1K Followers Event🌻

This. Was. Crazy!

"No! S-stay away hahaha!" you giggled nervously, speeding through the big castle. You were enjoying your annual holiday over at the castle of Princess Peach, together with your boyfriend Luigi and the whole gang, and you had only been laughing at him.

At Luigi being the victim of the group for anything, from the silliest pranks to getting ganged up on during any game you played, to the most intense tickle tortures.

Speaking of that last one...

"I'll make you feel what it's like!" Luigi chirped, very close behind you now.

Eek! After only laughing and giggling at his misery, something had snapped in him and switched the usual mostly timid guy into a revenge-mode he usually reserved only for the fiercest kart races.

"No you cahahan't!" you cried. Which was true. One Luigi tickling you couldn't be as bad as what Mario and the gang made him go through the past weekend.

Which didn't mean it couldn't be bad at all.

"WAh!" Luigi was already very close behind you, but you tripping caused him to bump into you from behind, resulting in him conveniently tackling you to the floor.

"Gotcha now!"

There was no way to apologize for not helping him and for laughing at him, because without giving you any chance to talk yourself out of it, he started tickling your sides and stomach without mercy.

"Plehehease!" you howled instantly, but Luigi only smirked triumphantly.

"There's no escaping now~" Wow he really embraced his villain era now. Bowser's latest antics rubbed off on him huh?

"Wahahait - you dohohon't n-need to dohoho this!" you cackled, swatting at his nimble fingers.

You were lucky that Luigi was kind enough not to share with the others how ticklish you were. You were even worse than him, probably, and you both knew that they wouldn't let you get away without a regular wrecking here and there, if they were aware of this little fact.

Though you could swear it may also be because Luigi wanted to keep the privilege of tickling you to himself, it was still sweet of him to only do this to you in private. As long as it could remain private, of course.

"S-someonhohone m-might seehee ahaha!" you laughed in an attempt to end your demise early. Luigi shook his head.

"No one's here but nice try! The ticklish scaredy cat has got you all to himself~" he said proudly.

Wah! It wasn't even you who called him a ticklish scaredy cat first, it was Wario! But... you definitely snorted and repeated the nickname once or twice just to tease him.

What goes around comes around huh. You were still laughing, only for different reasons this time.

"Oh, where do you think you are going?" Luigi asked when you managed to break free only for a brief moment. You tried to crawl away, only for him to capture your legs, and he tickled you behind your knees.

"Nohoho wah! Luigeeheehee!"

"...Did you just call me 'Waluigi'?"

Pffft! No, but - "Yehehehes! You're ehehevil just like hihim!" You weren't helping yourself, but you couldn't help it. Comparing Luigi to Waluigi wasn't a compliment.

“That’s… quite an attitude for someone in your position," Luigi said, and he reached for your thigh and tickled you like hell.

"AAHAhaha! Oka-ahahaay I tahahake it back!" Abort mission, no more teasing in this position, Luigi really seemed very energized by getting tickled so much by the others!

"Hmm what was that?"

"NAHAHA! SAHAharreeheee!"

You two were definitely a match made in heaven. Your silly cackles were similar to how Luigi would sound in the same situation. And even though you would love to let him join you now with some hysterical laughter of his own, there was no strength left in your ticklish body to get him back.

"I'm sohohorry! Forgihihive me-ahaha!" you laughed tiredly.

It took you a few more of those similar pleas, and some more of the most ticklish leg- and side tickles, before he finally stopped and let you catch your breath.

"Forgive and forget, for now," he said with the cutest smug little grin.

"But you should help me out next time, or I will gladly do it again."

It was a comfort to see him so confident around you. "Well, as you just noticed, hehe, I'm definitely no match for them. I can't really help you."

Luigi made a face.

"Hm... Right. Then the least you can do, is not laugh at me. Or I'll make you laugh for a different reason," he said, and he playfully wiggled his finger against your tummy.

You giggled and caught his finger with both hands. Now that was a condition you could live with. Probably.

"Deal!"

[pianocat939]

Hey there! Could you maybe do (either just Leo or all the turtles) a comfort blurb thing after MC just found out their friends had betrayed them?

If not that, could you do a little yandere blurb of someone bullying MC and the turbles protecting them?

(Also one more little note can I be Anon 👑 tysmmmm <3333 /p)

Sorry mate but 👑 Anon is already taken so you’ll have to choose a different one

Tw: murder, arson, manipulation (if you read Leo's part and interpret it a certain way then it might sound like it)

✦Rage of the Raisins✦

The first thing he does is check if you're ok. Would you like some hugs? Or perhaps stuffies? He hates that you got betrayed by your friend but he loves that he has the chance to be clingy and be in your presence. After a few days, while you're sleeping he breaks into so friend's house and pulverizes them. He initially meant to only give them a little nick but with the rage, he felt consuming him, he can't help but send them to the hospital in critical condition. "Oh...Looks I roughhoused a little too much."

✦Lack of Boyfriends✦

Is stunned for a moment before questioning for more details on what the friend did. With every word that flows from your mouth, the more ticked off he gets. He knew they were bad from the start, but now that he hears everything, it's time to do what he should've done from the start. Cut them out of your life completely, forever. He teleports to their house and you guessed it, sliced them. Once he gets back, he's going to be all over you, feeling disappointed with himself. "I always knew they weren't right-minded, I should've done something."

✦Donkey Said SHREK✦

It doesn't matter what they did, he's going to be checking if you're physically well first. Then he asks what form of murder he should go by to erase them. If you don't want them to be killed, he'll reluctantly oblige. As he is the most lucid, he can keep the level of his emotions stable enough he can perform rational actions. "Ugh, fine. But if you ever do change your mind, you must tell me right away!" That doesn't mean he won't torture them by hacking into their devices or disturbing their wi-fi by having it say connected but with no internet though.

✦Manifestation of Waluigi’s Shoe✦

He's going to panic. He'll be freaking out whether you're ok or not. It isn't the best way to interact with someone who literally got betrayed but it's how he rolls. Comfort food, cuddles, like Raph, he'll bombard you with love. You'll have to pull him off you at some point. Once he calms down, he is actually a great listener. He'll be very attentive and asks follow-up questions. Oh, and you already know he's going to burn their place down after this. "Maybe I can bring raw meat to cook next time!"

(Help I ruined my sleep schedule by sleeping for 5 hours in the afternoon ;-;)

[piratesofhyrule]

The Story That Will Never Be Told 1: Midzel

By majority vote, Midzel was the first post to be made

Well too bad, WALUIGI TIME!

So you may wonder why my Zelda laughs like Waluigi. This is quite the wild ride, so play the mood music below and we shall begin!

Now from the Mario franchise, Waluigi has always been my fav. I relate a lot to him; tallest of the bunch, lanky (well, before I died inside and put on weight), an absolute loser of a man and wracked with two great desires. Either drag everyone else down with me, or to finally be accepted and loved, even with my many ugly sides.

i briefly knew how that felt once, before August this year

Now let's be honest, Waluigi gets no love from Nintendo. At all. At most, he got his own island in Mario Party 3, was a main antagonist in Dance Dance Revolution: Mario Mix and was given the ability to control thorny plants in Mario Strikers. That's it, he has no game of his own or even got to star in a major role aside from Mario Party 3 and DDR. I'm not sure entirely what possessed me, but with some discussion with @ladyicepaw I had my most brilliantly cursed idea.

In my fic's continuity, after the events of OoT, a convocation of local royals was issued. OoT-Zelda was one of them and because of the Triofrce, plenty of others made unsubtle passes at her for her hand., all refused. But there was one king who did not even try to charm her, a tall and lean fellow by the name of Jamison Poppadopalas II, king of a small island in the middle of the ocean. He was becoming something of a regular appearance at events Hyrule hosted and although a rather conceited asshole, he did not have any remotely grandiose schemes for greater lengths of power like many of her suitors. A look at him with the Mask of Truth and all she saw was longing for acceptance in conflict with a desire to see everyone suffer as he had.

During one ball, an assassination attempt is thwarted singlehandedly by Jamison by means of his cunning and improvised weaponry (a candleabra, two forks and a glazed ham to be exact). Out of gratitude, Zelda invited him to a private meeting in her garden. There, he admtited that he thought the assassination was part of the event plans because "mortal peril is a cornerstone of the parties I'm usually invited to." But he's touched by the sincerity of Zelda's gratitude, the two beginning to grow closer as the years passed.

For Zelda, the greatest example of her trust was coming out to him as gender-fluid and her Sheik identity. He accepted these parts of her and in return, showed her the ruined splendor of his island. It was nothing but old machinery overgrown by plants that bite, a couple Chain Chomps wandering about too. But in the epicenter of it all, was a strange green pipe that the he invited her into to show her "where I'm originally from". Jumping in revealed it to be a two-way magic portal between the Zelda universe and a land that Jamison introduced as the Mushroom Kingdom.

From that day forth, Zelda was fully enamored with Jamison, or Waluigi as he's better known by. Secret holidays out to the Mushroom Kingdom were a common practice for the two, she even hit it off with Wario. With the rest constantly adventuring or participating to a prestigious fighting tournament without him, Waluigi often had plenty of time to himself which he spent in Hyrule. He revolutionized the plumbing industry, his innate understanding of Pirhana Plants earned him renown among the Kokiri as he could tame the Deku Babas, Gorons appreciated his engineering prowess, but greatest of all was how in Zelda he found someone who never saw him as the "wannabe loser" he always had been. The Mario Brothers, Wario, Peach and DK were all god-blessed Star Children (actually canon, this was used to explain their superhuman capabilities) and he was in their league through nothing but his own training and determination, but he never achieved renown in the Mushroom Kingdom.

But in Hyrule, he found a place he was wanted. Zelda proposed to him and the two had a royal wedding, Wario his best man. Over the centuries, his presence persisted in Twilight-Zelda's height, Tetra's gremlinisms, even HW-Zelda's stubborness in the face of impossible odds. Many of his descendents take a little after him, the current Zelda having his laugh.

I recall one key inspiration for why I went with this idea was because of the best mod ever devised for OoT;

And that's why Waluigi is a huge part of my continuity's history!

[insomniakingdoom]

Your unfrequent doses of out of context conversation I had in mind (Friend’s edition)

Daisy: Ok, Luigi lost his memory recently, so try to be nice with him for once Waluigi: Won’t do Daisy: Waluigi Waluigi: Fine, fine, I’ll try. Don’t expect too much from me tho.

Luigi: I feel like-a piece of crap, my brother is so much better than me. I just wanted to help him, but I just messed everything up! Daisy (to Waluigi): Remember, be nice. Waluigi: Yea, you’re pretty much a piece of shit indeed. Daisy: Why are you like this? Luigi (Looking at Waluigi): You mean it? Waluigi: ... What? Luigi: Thanks you so much! Daisy: ... What? Luigi: Everyone been so nice to me, it just felt so unnatural. I’m so glad someone is being honest with me for once. Waluigi: I wasn’t even trying.  Luigi: You did great

Luigi: So, what is your deal? Waluigi: I’m your greatest rival! Luigi: No, you’re not Waluigi: See? I knew you remembered me!

Waluigi: So our “deal” is that no matter how hard I try, you never actually acknowledged me. So in a way, even if there memory loss and all. It’s not like if it’s actually changing anything between us. LMFAO... *sobbing* Luigi: Ok, so I was and still am a piece of shit.

Waluigi: Why are you never using my actual name?  Luigi: Walter is good.  Waluigi: But it isn’t my name. Luigi: Your true name is cringe Waluigi: You are cringe.  Luigi: You are the definition of cringe

Waluigi: You are litterally the worst person I know Luigi: Aw, thanks you, that’s nice to hear Waluigi: It wasn’t supposed to be nice??? What is wrong with you??? Luigi: But everything is wrong with me, so it is nice that we’re agreeing Waluigi: I don’t even know what to do with you anymore

Waluigi: In one hand, he’s the same annoying green prick that I used to hate. But in the other, it just doesn’t feel the same. It’s like if I lost more than a rival, but my whole purpose in life.  Wario: Ok, cool story, but I was asking what you wanted on your pizza. 

Luigi’s fanclub: Oh no, our favorite green plumber is very depressed, we should find him a therapist Waluigi: I am very depressed too Luigi’s fanclub: Go die :D

Luigi: Walter, I want you to dance with me Waluigi: Primo, it’s Waluigi. Secondo, wth Luigi: Since I lost my memory, I don’t know if I still can. If Daisy asked me, I wouldn’t want to look like a fool Waluigi (thinking): why the fuck would he of all people would want to dance with me?! Waluigi: Oh yea, sure I guess

Luigi: Thanks for helping me, you are truly a good dancer Waluigi: Well yea, of course I am! And it was fun too, I guess Luigi: Btw, if Daisy wanted to kiss me what should I- Waluigi: STFU

Luigi: Walter is my new best friend! Mario: ... Who? Luigi (Showing Waluigi): He’s so nice! Mario:  Mario: Ok, bro. I’m very glad you’re making new friends and all... but I’m very concerned about your mental health  Waluigi: You and me both. 

[lex-n-weegie]

Comfort

A Waleigi short because life is tough and I found my Waluigi hat recently

Warnings: Sadness, bad family memories

The starry night sky was slowly going away, the tip of the sun just barely visible over the hills, who also seemed to be sleeping. Judging by their closed eyes at least. Waluigi happened to be up at this time, a habit of his that started because of a messed up sleep schedule.

Usually what he'd end up doing would be getting out of bed and getting a small snack. Maybe a sandwich. Then he'd sit on the couch for awhile, sometimes watching TV if he felt like it (on low volume of course, he doesn't like to admit it but he cares for his two housemates enough to not wake them up super early in the morning). He'd also sometimes water his rose garden, though not often.

So, that was exactly what he planned on doing. He wasn't expecting to already see someone sitting on the couch.

At first he thought maybe he was just tired and seeing things, happened before. Once he heard the sniffles though, it confirmed that he was, in fact, awake, along with someone else. He walked around the couch, intending to see who this person was.

"Hello?"

"Gah!" Walexi jumped in her seat, whipping her head around to give Waluigi an upset glare. "Jeez, do you just enjoy sneaking up on people?!"

"Yes actually, it's my favorite pastime." He smirked, teasing her a little. Usually she'd be angry but tease him back, they'd rag on each other jokingly all the time. This time however, she simply scowled at him, hugging her knees and turning away from him. Well, that was...different.

"What's gotten into you?" He asked, a little annoyed before having a playful tone again. "Am I just too witty for you?"

"No, I just wish you'd buzz off and never come back." She replied, her voice kind of wavering. Despite the angry tone, he could tell it wasn't exactly all anger there. Something was wrong.

"Wah, you feeling okay? You're-a acting different."

"Oh, I'm just peachy." She began to say in a sarcastic voice. "I'm being bothered by a freaking purple tree who won't leave me alone!" She gave him another angry look, to which he simply stayed silent. He narrowed his eyes at her for a moment, when walked away.

Walexi continued to sit there, hugging her knees and grumbling a little. Quickly however, her anger melted into sadness. Great, this just added to what she thought of herself. Her family was right, she was unlovable and a monster. She was just horrible to the person she loves the most, what a greaaat person she was. Why did they even bother with her and her annoying, mean self?

Then, movement happened in the corner of her eye. Before she could fully react, she felt something soft wrap around her, a blanket from her room. Confused, she looked up at the person who did this: Waluigi.

"What are y-"

"Here." He interrupted, his voice a little softer than usual. Held carefully in his hands was her childhood plushie, a koopa troopa with faded colors. With a mix of confusion and hesitation, she told and plushie from him and set her legs back down, holding the plushie close.

"Why d-"

"I-a saw the tears on your cheeks and put two and two together." He replied, interrupting again and taking a moment to take off her glasses, setting them aside on the side table next to the couch. He knew tears getting on your glasses was annoying.

"Figured you needed comfort. I'll-a leave you alone now." He turned around but barely even took a step before he felt a hard tug on the back of his overalls. Turning back around, she was met with Walexi's eyes, tears now streaming down her face.

"D-don't go." She begged, her voice cracking. "Please."

He was surprised admittedly, not only had he never seen her this sad, this vulnerable with him, he also never had anyone need him for comfort.

Nonetheless, he sat down next to her, even picking her up a bit so she could sit on his lap and be able to be held. Kind of like hugging her. She sniffled again, snuggling up a little closer.

"Thank you..." She quietly said, the tears slowing down.

"Eh, don't mention it." He replied, a small smile on his face as he softly rubbed her back.

Maybe the day would start out good afterall.

[tremmettdixon]

Mario Kart- Tremmett

hey so i wrote my first fic ever and it’s a tremmett fic and thought i’d post it on here as well as on my ao3 (@tremmettdixon) and it’s not the greatest but i hope yall like it anyway <3 also credits to @travichughestmblr for forcing me to post this :)

“No Travis, you don’t understand” Emmett exclaims, dropping down onto the sofa next to his boyfriend. “I am extremely, and I mean EXTREMELY, bad at Mario Kart”.

Travis and Emmett had just bought a Switch for their apartment. Emmett was into the chill sort of games, like Animal Crossing.

Travis, however, was the complete opposite and was always in the mood for a competition. They both had the day off and decided to spend the day doing different things together.

“Emm you’re gonna do great, I promise I’ll take it easy on you”. That was a lie. Travis pressed the power button and started up the game, becoming all giddy when he heard the music begin to play.

He settled down next to Emmett and handed him the second controller. Although he doesn’t like the game as much, it made Emmett happy seeing how excited Travis was.

“Dibs on Waluigi!” Travis called as soon as the character menu appeared on the screen. “Guess I’ll take Shy Guy”. The two changed their vehicles, chose a random selection of maps and soon enough, the game was beginning. The three second countdown began and the game commenced.

The first game went in Travis’ favour, with him muttering a little “yes” every time he finished a lap, knocked someone off of the track or collected the question mark blocks. He ended up placing first, not that Emmett was surprised, he knew how competitive and how well Travis played.

He couldn’t say the same though. The countdown finished and Emmett’s car wouldn’t move, watching his little Shy Guy stay in the same place as everyone else moved off. During the game he was knocked off the track, hit by fireballs, bullets and shells and ended up in the position second to last.

The next two rounds ended with the exact same result, Travis let out victory cheers, jumping up and down to celebrate his success and Emmett sinking back into the sofa, letting out sighs of defeat.

Travis had been so zoned out and focused on the game that he didn’t take any notice of Emmett, who sat back with a frown and was looking around the room as a distraction before the last round started.

“Oh Emm, are you ok? What’s up?” a concerned Travis asked, feeling bad that he hadn’t noticed it earlier.

“Nothing, it’s stupid, don’t worry about it” Emmett tried to brush it off but Travis knew his boyfriend, he knew he was upset.

He leaned back and turned to him, “Hey please tell me, I know something’s wrong”. Emmett was looking away so he placed his hand under his chin to turn it to face him.

“It just kind of sucks, you know?” He began. “Don’t get me wrong, seeing you get all happy and excited about winning is one of my favourite things in the world but sometimes it’s just not fair. I told you already, I’m terrible at the game and all I want is to win just once”

Travis moved over so he was closer to his boyfriend. “God, I’m such an idiot, I didn’t even realise you were getting upset over that. I’m so sorry” a guilty Trav told his boyfriend, taking his hand in his. “If you’d like, I can teach you all the tips and tricks I’ve learned”

A little smile came over Emmett’s face, “Yeah, I’d like that a lot, thank you Trav.”

For the next 30 minutes, Travis guided Emmett through the game, giving him all the best advice he could give. When he concentrated, Emmett made the cutest facial expressions and every now and again, Travis stopped and took a moment to look at and admire him and see the joy in his eyes when he figured out one of the tricks Travis taught him.

“Ok well now that you know a bit more about what you’re doing, why don’t we set a little competition for ourselves?” Travis asked. Turning to him, Emmett smirked. “What are you suggesting?”

“We play one final round of Mario Kart and whoever wins gets to pick a place for a dinner date tonight but the loser has to pay for the two of us”

Feeling slightly more confident than he had in the last few rounds, Emmett sat up on the edge of the sofa, game face on. “Let’s do this”.

The countdown began and soon the two were off. Thanks to Travis, Emmett now knew how to control the car properly and was flying ahead. In an aim to distract, Emmett started nudging Travis which ended up sending them into a laughing fit.

In the end, all the teaching and learning paid off. Emmett had risen up the leaderboard but just missed out on the top spot. He wasn’t surprised that Travis had managed to win yet again but he was still super happy with the progress he made.

Emmett jumped up off the sofa in celebration and Travis did the same but he didn’t just jump up. He leapt onto Emmett giving him a celebratory hug which Emm wasn’t prepared for. His legs gave in and the two were a laughing mess on the floor of their living room.

“Congratulations Mr. Dixon, you are the winner of the competition” laughed Travis, planting a light kiss on Emmett’s nose.

“Wait what? I- I thought you came first” a confused Emmett questioned. “Shouldn’t I be the one congratulating you?”

“Well I’m a winner every day because I get you as my boyfriend but I feel like you deserve a treat after working so hard and doing so well. I’m so so proud of you.”

“Are you sure? Because I will happily let you-“

“Emmett stop. You deserve it, you really do. Let me do this for you please” Travis explained, brushing his fingers through his boyfriend’s hair.

“Ok fine. But next time I’m paying whether you like it or not” Emmett said, attempting to be serious but failing as soon as he saw the expression on Trav’s face. He wanted nothing more than to kiss his face all over and that’s exactly what he did.

“I’m the luckiest guy in the world. Thank you for teaching me how to play and for paying for my food and for being in my life” Emmett smiled, staring into his boyfriend’s glistening eyes.

“You are pretty lucky, aren’t you?” Travis joked as he planted another kiss on his beautiful partner’s lips.

[clearsky]

My Top Comfort Characters/Kins and My Main HCs For Them

(Note, not all my kins/comfort characters are on here, just the ones I have more than 5 hcs for)

CW: Korekiyo Shinguji (DRV3), Himiko Yumeno (DRV3), Shinsou Hitoshi (BNHA), Kyoko Kirigiri (THH), Tsuyu Asui (BNHA), Entrapta (Spop), Ibuki Mioda (SDR2), Celestia Ludenberg (THH), Funtime Foxy (FNAF), Peril (WOF)

Korekiyo Shinguji (DRV3)

Nonbinary

He/They pronouns

Autistic

Chains and loose accessories are for stimming

Likes the feeling of silk and cotton

Can't stand the feeling of anything rough or bumpy

He likes collecting small trinkets and the bones of small mammals

Can't stand anything salty. He'll eat it but he certainly won't enjoy it

Dating Rantaro

Can flirt, but only if he doesn't try

Petnames are a hell yea

Gets sunburnt really easily

Group dates with Celesnaegiri and Ikuzono

Can't cook for s h i t

Had a scene kid phase in middle school

Went to the same middle school as Celeste and Maki

Knew them when Celeste went through her "I'm not like other girls" phase and Maki was a Band Kid™

Himiko Yumeno (DRV3)

Female

She/Her pronouns

Lesbian

Can force herself to fall asleep within seconds regardless of where she is

100% forces herself to fall asleep when she doesn't wanna listen/talk to someone

Himiko/Angie/Tenko relationship. I'm calling them the Traffic Light Trio

She likes taking naps in the forest

She prefers enclosed/tight spaces more than open ones

Has several hundred stress balls and squishies laying around

She overheats easy

Shinsou Hitoshi (BNHA)

Questioning his gender, but goes by any pronouns

Knows he's Asexual, at least

Has no clue what his romantic orientation is though

The kind of person to carry treats in his pocket just in case he runs into a cat

Will stop to pet literally every cat he comes across

Great at reading people

Doesn't talk unless it's 100% needed

Hangs with Tokoyami, Jirou, and Denki most often

Aizawa has 100% unofficially adopted him

Fosters kittens

Not a big fan of physical touch

He is 100% in the bakusquad. Anyone who says he's in the Dekusquad is a c o w a r d

He and Tsuyu vibe

Knows a bunch of random facts

Dark humour? Dark humour

*skates backwards into his therapist's room slowly sipping from an absurdly huge cup of coffee* Candice you're not gonna BELIEVE the shit I just went through

In case I forgot to mention it, he skates

Kyoko Kirigiri (THH)

Mtf

She/Her

Bi with female preference

Burns go up to her shoulders/collarbone/chest

Prefers to just listen as opposed to saying anything

Knows a ton of random trivia about everyone else in her class

She keeps a notebook she fills with all the trivia

Doesn't celebrate her birthday. She just doesn't see the point of it

Doesn't hate sugar/sweets, but if given the choice she would choose literally everything else

Cuts her own hair

A cat person

Permanent dark circles

T-Tall 😳

Like,,, 6'1 at LEAST

Only person taller than her is Yasuhiro (6'3)

Canon no longer exist

Ahahaha healthy life habits? What are those?

Can't handle horror games

She's the kind of person you'd go to if you needed to rant but didn't want any advice

Polyamourous yo

Celeste/Kyoko/Makoto

She's a dom yall are just scared to admit it

Tsuyu Asui (BNHA)

They go by They/Them

Lesbian

They and Ochaco are dating

They like to hang with Shinsou

Which mainly just means the two sitting in one of their dorms in near total silence doing whatever

Can speak English and French as well as Japanese

Learned English from cartoons

Picked up French bc they thought it'd be fun

Prefers to stay neutral in the whole Bakusquad / Dekusquad thing

They're invited to all outings/events by/for both squads

They like puns

They're a dumbass but willingly, and for fun

Like "someone says they like dark humour and they'll turn off the lights before telling a joke" kind dumbass for fun

Great at poker

Likes Disney Movies

Very touchy once you get close enough

Not in a sexual way, just likes physical contact

Especially fond of piggyback rides and cuddles

Extreme fear of needles

Entrapta (She-Ra)

She/Her or It/Its

Doesn't bother trying to figure out whether she's cis, trans, nonbinary, or what

Was AMAB though

Short as fuck (4'7)

Strong as fuck though

Cuddle game strong

Physical touch is a fuck yes

Cuddles

Piggyback rides

Hugs

Anything where she's touching someone is wonderful in her book

As long as she's the one that initiates it

Anyone else touching her without her permission makes her freak

Prefers being high up

Makes it harder for anyone to sneak up on her

An ace at video games

When it comes to sexuality she just says she's Questioning

Ibuki Mioda (SDR2)

Any pronouns + Pup/Pupself + It/Its

No idea what their gender is otherwise

Biromantic Asexual

Just likes sexual jokes

Gets distracted easily

Has severe hearing problems

She's plays her instruments as loud as possible, with the amp right next to her, without ANY ear protection

It's caused some damage

She talks so loud bc she has no idea how loud is considered acceptable

Wears hearings aids most of the time

Several piercings and tattoos

Likes hearing things jingle

She has a bracelet with a few bells hanging from it

She'll shake it whenever she's bored

LOVES hair accessories

Ribbons are a particular favourite

Occasionally she'll hang little charms from her hair "horns"

The kind of person who never takes any pills/medicine bc she keeps forgetting she has to

Frequently uses emojis

Skates everywhere but she isn't very good at it

She keeps crashing into everything

Has broken every bone in her body at least 3 times

Most of which was bc she keeps trying to kick in doors and skating down the stairs

Celestia Ludenberg (THH)

Nonbinary

Any pronouns, mainly goes by She/They

Bi, 70:30

Collects mini hand sanitizers and can tabs

Has single handedly gotten Mario Kart, Mario Party, Monopoly, Uno, and Clue banned a grand total of 17 times (and counting)

The kind of person to purposefully target someone regardless of what game was being played

Favourite victim is Byakuya (bc he gets so upset about it and she finds that hilarious)

Mains Waluigi

Celeste/Kyoko/Makoto

Has several banned Twitter accounts bc whenever she's bored she'll start discourse on purpose

Hangs with Korekiyo, Ibuki, Byakuya, Yasuhiro, and Leon most often

It's a weird friend group but everyone's sorta gotten used to it

She and Byakuya gamble together occasionally

She tries to avoid it bc he'll willingly blow his entire fortune in an attempt to beat her

Autustic

Can't stand the feeling of water

Mainly bc she can't swim for shit

Horror movies? Hates them

Gets flustered super easily

Taka is her twin brother

Kotoko, Kokichi, and Gundham are their half siblings (Same father)

Peko and Toko are their cousins

She sucks ass at go fish

Fuck canon she's 4'11 now

C h u b b y

Freckles

Once she gets comfortable enough with herself she dyes her hair in the peekaboo style

Either black and red or black and blonde

Haven't decided yet

I'll be doing Celesnaegiri hcs as a seperate post but I just feel it's important for you to know that she expresses her affection verbally and is a very touchy person

Went to middle school with Maki and Korekiyo

Has horrible eyesight

She wears contacts most of the time but she always puts off buying more

After the 5th or so time she ended up blindly stumbling around a week after her contacts ran out Kyoko convinced her to buy glasses as well

Religious accessories yo

Like chokers and dangly earrings with crosses and pentagrams and shit

Likes wearing wacky earrings

Can run and do all sorts of tricks in heels

She and Mukuro are exes yo

Keeps her hair short so it's easier to manage

Hair never gets longer than her shoulders if she can help it

She seems like the kind of person who'd keep her bangs grown past her eyes regardless of how frustrating or inconvenient it is

She's a sub yall just don't wanna admit it

Funtime Foxy (FNAF)

I'm going on the record to say this

Funtime Foxy is genderfluid and that is that

Goes by Funtime

Any pronouns, They/Them most commonly

Plays music (keyboard and guitar mainly)

They and Funtime Freddy (Freds) mainly play with the kids

Freds mainly tells stories with Bonbon while Funtime more so plays one-on-one

Has nicknames for everyone

Circus Baby - Ringleader

Ballora - Bells

Funtime Freddy - Partner

Bon Bon - Bun

Peril (WOF)

I like both Nonbinary She/They Peril and Mtf She/Her Peril

They're both such good concepts

She's a lesbian, Harold

She only had a crush on Clay bc he was pretty much everything she was supposed to like in a guy

Gimme a moment while I force all my mental disorders onto this poor child

Autistic, Anxiety (Social anxiety, mainly, but she has most types), Adhd, PTSD

I'd like to reiterate yet again that She's a lesbian

Sunny and Glory were her gay awakening

Peril in Book 1: Damn, Sunny and Glory sure are pretty. Anyone would be lucky to date them. Clay would probably go for them over me. He would be stupid if he didn't. I myself would willingly date them over someone like me. They're just so pretty :(

Peril waking up in a cold sweat in the middle of arc 2: WAIT-

Rarepair alert but Peril/Sora

Peril meeting Sora: "Hmmm She's attractive. I would love to date her. Too bad I'm straight and in love with her brother lmao :P"

Peril, a mere month later, waiting for Ruby to leave Jade Mountain, pacing in her cave, running face first into a wall: WAIT-

I remember reading this one amazing story where Sora taught Peril to read/write and Peril found out she set off the bomb and comforted her/convinced her her run so that's canon now

Btw if anyone can remember what that story was called/what platform it was on and could tell me I'd appreciate it very much

I'd even be willing to draw a character of your's or make you an icon or something

I usually don't accept requests bc I get burnt out easy but this is a special case

She runs into Sora again sometime between the beginning of TOP and the end

I like to imagine she just goes wandering around

Anyway she confesses like a mere few minutes after running into her again bc Peril is just subtle like that

The actual confession takes 15 minutes and the entire time Sora is just sitting here like "👁👄👁 sure"

Bam Peril/Sora

Peril plans to keep it a secret for a little while longer but she spends 3 seconds around Clay and pretty much blurts it out

Clay, who wasn't even aware that Peril was a lesbian, is just "👁👄👁"

I wanna say Clay doesn't know what a lesbian is but in my canon Sunny is a lesbian so Starflight has already told him

Anyway he's super supportive

From that point Peril is sorta open about her sexuality?

Like, she gives Clay permission to tell the rest of the D.O.D bc she isn't about to risk being in front of them when they hear the news

(When Sunny starts actively seeking her out as a hang out buddy and Tsunami, Glory, and Starflight appear to tolerate her presence just a bit more afterwards she pretends she isn't confused by the change)

She's pink, white, and blue bc I said so

If you look at a certain angle in the right lighting her eyes, mouth, fire, and under her scales all look purple

But her fire is normally white and blue bc I said so

Also she pale as fuck bc in my canon their fire just sorta burns their colour away

You know how you leave something outside for too long and it gets sunbleached? Where it gets all washed out?

Like that but more extreme

By the age of 10-12 firescale dragons are just white with pale eyes

That's right not even the eyes are safe

Ram horns :P

I'm also fond of Peril/Sunny

Or maybe Peril/Sora/Sunny

But Peril/Sora is the main thing

On the topic of that bringing in my hc that if one sib in a sib group is fire resistant all of them are

She,,, She can change her scale colour

But only slightly and only if her emotions are strong enough

Bc I don't give a fuck about Darkstalker's scroll we were robbed of hybrid Peril

Unfortunately all of Peril's emotions are strong

Rainwing ruff along her head and neck

It's like a hood

It's mainly smoothed to her sides but when she's startled it flares out

RAINWING PUPILS

Y'all will know what those look like as soon as I get off my ass :P

She,,, She can mimic bird cries

Hates the summer

She has more than enough body heat already and the outside is just hot enough to add on and make her feel sick

She can somewhat control her heat but most of the time it's based on her emotions

It can go from standing-in-the-middle-of-a-burning-building-cant-see-your-nose-smoke-is-so-thick heat (Strong emotion) to Hey-thats-a-nice-cozy-campfire heat (Calm/"weak" emotion/Sleeping)

I'm just gonna make a different post with all my Peril hcs cuz there isnt enough room for all of them here

[artcrazypal]

Hot Cocoa Night

Here’s my gift for @welcome-to-crowleys-hellhole for the @sanderssidesgiftxchange

Woo, this was definitely a fun write! It’s a little outside what I usually write, but I had enjoyed getting to make all the boys happy, and I hope you enjoy it, too.

Title: Hot Cocoa Night

Summary: Patton, Roman, Remus, Janus, Logan, and Virgil get together for hot cocoa and a sleepover.

Warnings: None

Read it on Archive of Our Own

Chapter One

Patton hummed to himself, as he went about making lunch. Remus and Roman would be over soon to pick him up, and if he knew his boys(which he did) they would have forgotten to eat lunch, and that was besides the fact that he himself needed to eat!

Their plan for the day was simple. Patton, Remus, Roman, Janus, Logan, and Virgil were all meeting up to get hot cocoa, then going back to Virgil’s for a sleepover(plus probably more hot cocoa).

Patton flipped the grilled cheeses over, right as the doorbell rang.

“Come in! It’s unlocked!” Patton yelled towards the front door.

Roman and Remus stepped in. Well, more accurately, Roman stepped in, and Remus naruto-ran down the narrow front hall and in to the kitchen.

“Good morning, Remus,” Patton chirped.

“Afternoon, pops,” Remus grinned, tapping the clock above the oven, which read 12:01.

“Oh, so it is! Are you boys hungry?” Patton said, raising his voice slightly to make sure Roman could here.

“Always!” Remus replied, then pointed to the sandwiches on the stove, “Grilled cheese?”

“Mhm! I made one for each of you,” Patton said, transferring the finished sandwiches to  a plate.

“Those look simply marvelous, Patton,” Roman said, 

“Well, eat up! We don’t want to be late,” Patton said.

Remus responded by stuffing an entire sandwich in to his mouth, and Patton turned away from the sight to eat his own sandwich. Roman shot Remus a disgusted look before grabbing his own sandwich and eating it.

Once he was done eating, Patton stacked the small amount of dishes next to the sink.

“Are you ready for the most wonderful time of the year?” Roman asked, slipping in to song for the last part.

Patton gave a little laugh, “Yup! Let me just grab my bag.”

This didn’t take long, as Patton had already packed that morning and set his bag...where had he set his bag?

Patton looked around his apartment. He checked the table, his living room, and bingo! It was still laying on his bed with half the things he needed to bring laying around it. He quickly shoved the rest of the things in there and closed the bag, running down the stairs.

“Ready!”

The three of them walked out to Roman’s car. Patton squished his bag in next to Roman’s in the trunk before getting in the backseat. Roman immediately turned on his playlist of Disney tunes. The shuffle feature brought them first to Princess and the Frog’s Friends on the Other Side. They sang along, as they drove the short distance to where they were supposed to meet up with Logan, Janus, and Virgil.

And they were only 5 minutes late!

They got out and looked around, immediately spotting the rest of their party waiting next to Virgil’s car.

“Hey, guys!” Patton called.

“Speak of the devils,” Janus said, walking over.

“I hope we didn’t keep you waiting.”

“Not much,” Janus said, “But I’m not freezing and ready for hot cocoa now.”

Janus gave an exaggerated shiver. It wasn’t too cold, seeing as how they lived in Florida, but he always got cold quickly.

“Shall we head in?” Patton asked the group.

Everyone made varied sounds of agreement, as they headed in to the cafe. Logan was nominated to make the order, and the rest of them claimed a table.

“How’s your book going, Virgil?”

“I’ve been to hell and it’s hours of editing the same chapter because you just can’t get it to end on a nice note and not being able to delete it because it’s important to the plot,” Virgil groaned, “See, the main characters start off in this dungeon, and they’re looking around trying to find the exit and they find this clue and the wizard figures out- God dammit, I figured it out, where’s my phone?”

Patton smiled, as Virgil fished out his phone and furiously typed something in to it.

“Thanks for helping with that,” Virgil half-laughed.

“Always happy to help!” Patton replied, as Logan came to the table.

“The orders have been placed,” Logan said, sitting down, “What are you talking about?”

“Me and Janus are trying to get Roman to admit I’m better at Smash Bros than him, and Patton and Virgil are talking about something else,” Remus quickly replied.

“He is not better than me at Smash Bros!” Roman protested.

“Perhaps some scientific research would be of value? Virgil, you do have consoles that support Super Smash Bros at your house, correct?” Logan asked.

“Yeah, I have Smash Bros. And I’m just saying that I will crush you all in a tournament,” Virgil replied.

“Bold words to be said in the presence of someone who has never lost a game of Smash Bros before,” Janus said, putting his hands on the table.

“That legacy ends today, and that’s a threat,” Virgil shot back.

“You’re on,” Janus replied.

“Wait, we need to make this a proper tournament, bets and everything,” Virgil said.

“But what are we betting?” Roman asked.

“Honour, no, fuck, what are we betting?”

“The best sleeping spots?” Remus offered.

“I literally just moved all the furniture in my living room to the walls to make space for all of y’all, there is no “best” sleeping spot,” Virgil countered.

“Popcorn,” Roman sad seriously.

“You know what? Sure, let’s bet popcorn on a Smash Bros tournament. Who’s keeping track?” Virgil asked.

“I can keep track,” Logan offred, already pulling out his phone, “Who is betting on who winning?”

“I’m betting on myself winning,” Virgil said instantly.

“You can’t do that,” Roman pouted.

“Yeah I can.”

“He can,” Logan backed him up.

“Fine, then I will also bet on myself,” Roman said.

“And I’ll bet on myself,” Janus said.

“Alright, Remus?”

“I’m betting on Janus!” Remus replied.

“And forsake our sacred brotherly bond?” Roman gasped.

“It brings me great pain, but yes. You’re horrible at Smash Bros.”

“Can I place a bet against Remus winning?” Roman turned to Logan.

“You can bet on him getting a place other than 1st, yes.”

“Then I bet on him getting 4th,” Roman replied.

“I bet on Roman getting 4th!” Remus shot in.

“Alright, so far Roman has bet on himself winning and Remus getting 4th place, Virgil has bet on himself winning, Janus has bet on himself winning, and Remus has bet on Janus winning and Roman getting 4th place. Patton?” Logan asked.

Patton hummed, as he thought to himself, “I bet on you winning.”

“And Patton has bet on me winning. I will bet on myself winning.”

“So the only people who didn’t bet for themselves were Patton and Janus. Seems about right,” Virgil shrugged.

“Be prepared to lose all your popcorn when I win,” Roman boasted.

“Okay, I want to place another bet. I bet Princey gets third,” Virgil said.

Logan nodded and added it to the list, as Roman scoffed in offense. Then their order was called, and Logan went to grab their drinks. Conversation paused as everyone either burned their tongues or blew on their hot cocoas. 

“So, who’s going first in the tournament?” Patton asked.

“Whoever gets to the controllers first?” Janus suggested.

“If we go with that Mario and Luigi will smash my controllers to bits,” Virgil countered.

“Excuse you, I’m clearly Waluigi,” Remus protested.

“I think it would make most sense to go by the number of bets placed on them. That means in the first round Patton and Remus would go against each other with 0 bets, then Virgil and Roman would go against each other with 1 bets, then me and Janus with 2 bets,” Logan suggested.

“Technically Remus and Virgil put a bets on me, too,” Roman pointed out.

“Regardless, I think that’s a sensible order to use for the first round,” Logan said.

“Let it be known that I will play against Remus at some point and I will win,” Roman said.

“You wish!” Remus shot back.

“Well, we will be able to test this after finishing our hot cocoa,” Logan said.

With that the whole table went silent, as they tried to finish their hot cocoa as fast as possible so they could get to Virgil’s and destroy each other in Smash Bros.

Chapter Two

[thestarsaroundyourscars]

reddie 53 & 67 please! (:

This is a bit longer than expected but oh well, enjoy! Thank you for the prompt!

53. Are you jealous? That’s cute

67. Really? You made me drive all the way back here just to kill a fucking bug?

“Oh you did not just throw a blue shell at me!” Eddie yelled, nearly throwing the Wii remote at the screen or at Richie, sitting on the couch next to him. “I was about to win!”

“Sucks to be you Eds!” Richie said with a laugh, watching his Waluigi advance to first place just as he finished the final lap. 

“You asshole.” Eddie muttered trying to recover but the damage was done. The game didn’t even let him finish the lap, his Yoshi fell too far behind to make it. He turned to glare at Richie. “I demand a rematch.”

“You’re on Eds but you’re still going to lose.” Richie said with a smirk. 

Eddie scoffed, narrowing his eyes at him. “Don’t call me that.” He said picking up his remote to start a new round. “Get ready to get your ass kicked.”

Richie let out a snort. He glanced down at his watch and winced slightly when he realized he didn’t have much time before he had to leave the apartment but he didn’t have the heart to tell Eddie he couldn’t play at least another round. 

“Shit! Stupid Toad! Stupid fucking mushroom!” Eddie groaned when his Yoshi was hit with a red shell that sent him spinning around, out of control. He tried to get him back on track and failed. “Oh my god! Can you moooove?” 

Richie chuckled under his breath, trying to keep his eyes on the screen but they drifted towards Eddie. He was screaming at the TV, sitting cross legged on the couch and leaning forward with an angry, focused expression on his face. He would tilt to the left and to the right along with his remote as if that would make Yoshi move too and he kept letting out small puffs of air trying to blow away the hair that had fallen to his face without messing up the game. It was incredibly cute. Richie didn’t realize he was so focused staring at him, a small smile tugging at his lips, until he heard the tell tale sound of Waluigi falling off the edge of Rainbow Road.

“Fuck.” He muttered, his attention returning to the screen. He tried to catch up with Eddie who was currently in third place. 

Eddie let out a bark of laughter. “You’re going down Tozier!”

“In your dreams Kaspbrak!”

But he was too far behind and not even the Bullet Bill was enough to help him overtake Eddie, who finished the race in second place. It wasn’t first place, sure but it was better than Richie’s ninth place. 

“Ha!” Eddie said, scrambling to stand on the couch, pointing at Richie with a grin plastered on his face. “In your face!”

Richie felt a smile tugging at his lips watching Eddie’s childish yet adorable act but he fought it off to glare at him like the sore loser he was. “No fucking way, let’s go one more time. Best two out of three.”

Eddie’s eyes lit up. “Loser pays for dinner?” 

Richie opened his mouth to say yes when he remembered something. “Fuck, I can’t.”

Eddie rolled his eyes playfully. “You just say that because you know you’re going to lose.”

“No. I⎯ uh. I have to go.” Richie said, glancing down at his watch with a frown. He looked up again just in time to watch Eddie’s face fall.

“Oh. Where?”

“I have a date.”

Eddie flopped back down on the couch, facing Richie. “A date?” He asked in a soft voice. 

“Uh yeah. I’m⎯ I’m going out with Taylor, the girl from the radio station. We’re grabbing dinner.”

“Oh.” Eddie said again, shoulders slumping, a tiny crease appearing on his forehead. 

Richie wanted to reach over and smooth it down. He didn’t like seeing Eddie upset. “But hey⎯” He said, knocking his knee against Eddie’s with a smile. “We can still have that rematch when I get back.”

“I’ll probably be asleep by then. I’m tired.” Eddie said, moving on the couch to face the screen, hugging his legs against his chest.

“Oh. Okay.” Richie said, deflating slightly. Eddie was staring at the TV, flipping through the channels and ignoring Richie. “I guess I’ll go change.” He said, getting a nod from Eddie before sneaking away to his room.  

When he emerged wearing mostly clean clothes and dangling his car keys, Eddie was still sitting on the couch, still frowning. Richie sighed, wishing he didn’t have to go, that he could climb back to the couch with Eddie and have their rematch, make him laugh so hard that his stomach hurt and his eyes crinkled. Richie loved seeing him like that, Richie loved⎯ he shook his head, this was not the time to be having these thoughts.

“Uh, I’m gonna head out now.”

“Okay.” Eddie said then he opened his mouth to say something else, closed it, frowned a little bit harder, shook his head and settled on, “Have fun.”

Richie offered a tight lipped smile that Eddie returned until he blurted out in an attempt to lighten the mood, “Don’t wait up.”

That made Eddie cast his eyes down with a frown, before turning his attention back to the TV. 

“Fuck.” Richie muttered under his breath and without another word he slipped out of their apartment. 

He had been driving for five minutes when his phone started ringing. He knew he shouldn’t pick it up while he was driving but he did it anyway. At least he did it without taking his eyes off the road. 

“Hey Taylor. I’m already on my way.” Richie said, assuming it would be her calling.

“It’s not Taylor.”

Richie frowned, recognizing the voice. “Eds? What’s up?”

“Uh⎯” Eddie started but he didn’t seem to know what to say. “I⎯ uh. You need to come back.”

Richie raised his eyebrows. “What? Why? Did I forget something? Are you okay?”

Eddie groaned and Richie could picture him rolling his eyes. “Just⎯ come back okay?”

“Eds I can’t, I⎯”

“Richie please.”

Richie pursed his lips, checking the clock. There was still time, Taylor’s apartment wasn’t really that far. He had left with time to spare, hoping to smoke a cigarette before his date to calm his nerves. He could still drive back to their apartment, deal with Eddie and make it there on time. He sighed, “Tozier you’re so fucking pathetic.” He muttered under his breath, all it took was a call from Eddie and he would drop everything for him. 

“What?” Eddie asked, still on the line. 

“Nothing Eds. I'll⎯” He sighed. “I’ll be there in five.” He said, heard the phone click and set the lights to make a U turn. 

When he arrived at his apartment he expected Eddie to be hurt or the place to be on fire but he found him in the exact same position he was when Richie left. 

He startled when Richie flung the door open, blinking up at him. 

“Okay I’m here. What is it?”

“Uh.” Once again Eddie didn’t seem to know what to say and he gaped at Richie. “There was a- uh. A cockroach!“ He said, pointing vaguely at the floor. “There was a huge cockroach and you know how much I hate them and⎯ I needed you to kill it.”

Richie blinked at Eddie. “Really? You made me drive all the way back here just to kill a fucking bug?”

“Yes?”

“Eddie!”

"I’m sorry but you know how much I hate them and that I’m incapable of killing them and that I wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing it was here, you know that!”

Richie sighed, he did know all of that but he couldn’t help but find it slightly ridiculous. “Eds I’m going to be late for my⎯”

“Yeah your date, I know.” Eddie said, rolling his eyes. “You know what? Fine! Go! Even if I won’t be able to sleep and⎯ and I’m gonna have nightmares about cockroaches infesting our apartment but that’s fine because you clearly care more about some stupid girl than you care about your best friend!”

Eddie crossed his arms, huffing in anger. Richie stared at him, shocked. He looked way too angry for it to have anything to do with a stupid bug. 

“Eddie.” He said, narrowing his eyes at his friend who was now pouting like a child. Like a jealous child. “Oh my god. Are you jealous?" 

"What?” Eddie snapped, shaking his head. “I’m not fucking jealous.” He said, wrapping his arms tighter around himself, not meeting Richie’s eyes. 

“Oh my god, you are! I can’t believe it⎯ that’s cute.”

“Fuck off Richie, why would I be jealous?”

Richie shrugged. “I don’t know, you tell me. We were fine until I told you I was going on a date and then you got all prissy and hurt and then you called me and told me to come back just because of some bug⎯ is there even a cockroach?" 

Eddie’s jaw clenched and he let out a huff. "There could be, with how many half-eaten sandwiches you have in your room.”

“Eddie.” Richie said softly, ignoring Eddie’s comment and his attempt to change the subject. He gave him a pointed look and watched as Eddie burrowed his face in his hands.

“There’s no cockroach.” He muttered into his hands. 

“What?” Richie asked, moving to sit next to him on the couch. 

Eddie dropped his hands, letting out a frustrated groan. “I lied. I didn’t see a cockroach. I just⎯ I didn’t want you to go on that date.”

Richie bit on his bottom lip, suddenly anxious. He nudged Eddie’s leg with his. “Why not? You don’t like Taylor?" 

"It’s not her, I don't⎯ I don’t want you to go out with anyone.” He said, voice quiet and nervous. He took a deep breath, lifting his head to look at Richie. “Unless⎯ uh. Unless it’s with me." 

Richie’s eyes widened and he stared at Eddie in surprise, words refusing to come to his mouth. 

Eddie sighed. "Fuck I’m sorry, that’s incredibly selfish. You should go, you can still make it there on time and if you’re late, you can tell her it was my fault.” He said, playing with a loose thread from the couch. Richie didn’t move, staring at Eddie in disbelief, he couldn’t believe this was happening. “Richie, go! It’s not everyday someone agrees to go on a date with you. Don’t blow it.” He said, trying to sound lighthearted but it came out strained. 

“She asked me out.” Richie said and he didn’t know why he thought that was relevant but he felt like he needed to clear it up. Eddie frowned at him, cocking his head to the side. “I didn’t ask her, she asked me. And I said yes because well, she’s nice and cool but I mostly said yes because⎯ because I thought I had zero chance with you Eds.”

“What?”

“I’ve wanted to go out with you since we were thirteen.”

“What?”

Richie shrugged. “I just thought you would never like me!”

Eddie hit Richie’s shoulder. “You idiot!” He said but he was smiling and Richie couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss that smile like he had always wanted to do. Eddie let out a squeal before melting into the kiss, cradling Richie’s face in his hands. They pulled back, the two of them smiling. 

“I can’t believe⎯” Richie said. “That you were fucking jealous Eds!" 

"Oh fuck off!” Eddie said grabbing a pillow and hitting Richie with it.

“That’s so fucking cute. Cute cute cute.” Richie continued even though he was being smothered with a  pillow. To fight back, he grabbed Eddie’s waist and pushed him into the couch, grabbing his own pillow and hitting him with it. There were a few stolen kisses between their pillow fighting. They didn’t break it off until they heard the clock chime at seven o'clock.

“Oh shit!” Richie said, pausing with his pillow held above him. Eddie poked his belly where his shirt had ridden up in the struggle. “I have to call Taylor and cancel.”

Eddie’s face scrunched up, looking embarrassed. “I feel bad, it’s my fault.”

Richie shrugged. “It is yeah, but hey better now than when we’re old and married and with 2.5 children.”

Eddie let out a snort but Richie could tell it was still bothering him. He leaned down and kissed him, quick and sweet. “Hey I’m gonna go make the call. Why don’t you set that match I owe you. Loser buys dinner?”

Eddie smiled and nodded, surging up to kiss Richie one more time before he removed himself from his position on top of Eddie. He picked up the Wii remote and started to pick the settings. “You’re going down Tozier.” Eddie said, echoing his own words from before.

This time though Richie’s response was different. “Down on you? Man I hope!”

He ducked just in time to dodge the remote that a very flustered Eddie tossed at him.

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sugar daddy! mario x cat boy! @shinsouplays

(not proofread)

mario used to have a happy life. keywords used to. he missed his best friend for life, luigi, who literally got scared to death. mario had told him he was concerned about his obsession with the haunted mansion but luigi just didn’t listen. his companion yoshi mysteriously disappeared after a big argument with his girlfriend at the time birdo. toad and toadette were tired of being in the kingdom all the time which resulted in them running away together. Mario missed all of them, but who did he miss the most? his wife- well, ex wife peach. he thought everything they had was genuine. until he found out that she was sleeping another man- that man was bowser. apparently peach was too scared to reject mario and was seeing a man in a lizard costume behind his back. she had used the “kidnappings” as an excuse. and he believed it. once he found out about her backstabbing he banished her from the kingdom, never to be seen again. he didn’t want to do it, because deep down in his heart the fire still burned aflame for her. but he knew he had to let her go, so he did. mario spent his time dwelling in the kingdom, a lot of the time being seen either crying or eating a lot of comfort meals. but because toad and toadette ran away, no one was there to check up on him. except for his old friend waluagi. it had been years since waluagi had seen his old pal and wanted to check up on him.

little did he know, that call would change his friends life.

brrrring! brrring! brrring!

mario ignored the ringing, his face smooshed down into his dirty pillow. he had cried the night before again, and felt absolutely no energy to pick it up. until it rang once more.

brrrring! brrring! brrring! brrr-

mario fiercely grabbed his phone and answered it without looking at the caller id.

“what the hell do you want?” mario asked in an annoyed tone. no one ever called him, why now?

it was silent for a moment and mario was about to hang up before he heard a gruff voice from the phone. “ah, hello? hello? is this, er, mario?” the gruff voice asked. wait a minute. mario recognized that voice. “WALUAGI?” he asked in surprised, sitting straight up so the blankets uncovered his hairy chest. again, no one had ever called him. he thought waluigi retired and lived at a nursing home.

a loud laugh erupted from the phone, causing mario to slightly pull the phone away from his big ass ear. “yeah! mario, how’s it goin? haven’t seen you, since.. er, the uh, peach days.” waluigi said, the enthusiasm in his voice going down at the end. even though mario was still sensitive about that topic, he was focused on his old pal calling him after years of no contact. he cleared his throat awkwardly. “er, yeah, i think so.” he said with a fake chuckle. “Why don’t i stop by the kingdom so we could chat huh? bring some of your favorite pasta, how about that?” waluigi suggested. he wanted to see how mario turned out honestly. people always spread rumors about how mario let himself go and became a downer but waluigi wanted to see that for himself. mario wasn’t expecting the offer though. mario usually wasn’t a self conscious person- again, until the whole peach situation- and he admits he got bigger and his mustache has gotten a bit wild. mario didn’t want his friend to see him like that, he wanted his friend to think, “wow, mario hasn’t changed since i’ve seen him!”

“Er, how about next week? I’ve got, uh, a lot of.. cleaning up to do! rabbits trashed the place.” mario said with a sigh, rolling his eyes. he feigned annoyance as if waluigi could see him. waluigi sensed that mario was lying, but shook the feeling off. “Heh, good luck with that bud. See you next saturday?” “next saturday, mhm.” mario confirmed, swinging his legs over the bed to slide his feet into his house slippers. “Got it. See you saturday, mario.” waluigi said gruffly, hanging up before mario even got a chance to respond. hearing a small beep, he threw his phone beside him and sighed. “It’s gonna be a long week.”

and he was right.

he worked out and got back into shape (listen ik that’s not realistic but it’s fucking fiction about mario and cat boy kouda alright) and even cleaned up a little bit. his mustache was trimmed and shiny again, and plus he fight into his old overalls and red long sleeves. he had a bit of brightness and life in his big blue eyes again, feeling new and improved. he had even made a little meal for him and waluigi. pancakes, bacon that was a little burnt, and some scrambled eggs with fresh orange juice. mario tried as much as he could to cook, as he was used to toad making his food. mario was just finishing setting the last glass of orange juice down when he heard a knock at the door. “coming!” mario said, hurrying to the kingdom door. he open it, revealing a hunched over old man in purple long sleeves and some overalls. even though his mustache pointed down instead of being high and pointy, you could still tell it was him.

“Waluigi!” he gave the fellow old man a hug. Mario would never admit it, but having arms around him felt nice and warm. “Long time no see, huh?” waluigi joked. they both chuckled, until mario pat waluigi on the back. “come on in, come on in, i made food!”

- time skip 🤩 -

“a what baby?” mario asked waluigi, confused. “a sugar baby. I think it’ll be, er, beneficial to you.” waluigi grumbled. Mario sighed, facing the computer in front of him. He was on http://SugarHoney.com, a website for sugar babies and sugar mommies/daddies to find each other. “How will giving someone my money benefit me?” waluigi laughed. “you won’t be the only one giving. they’ll give you love and support in return.” mario didn’t seem convinced, waluigi could tell by the “what the hell” look on his face. waluigi sighed. “Just look at the profiles, lots of cute boys and girls there yeah?” he suggested, leaning back into the chair. Mario sighed. “Alright.”

and mario scrolled and scrolled and scrolled. “There’s no one interesting enough here.” mario complained.

“Give it here!” waluigi said in annoyance, tugging the computer away from him. “That’s because you’re not looking at the premium people.” waluigi grumbled after looking at the profiles. “here.” waluigi clicked on the premium tab. the premium tab was exclusively for the, how should i say it, *interesting* people on the website. mario sighed, grabbing the computer to search profiles once again. a few minutes passed, and mario still hadn’t found anyone that interested him. his eyes were still glued to the screen though. “waluigi, i don’t think that anybody- mama mia!” if the 😍emoji was real, that would be mario’s face.

arkouda chisaki.

major.

loves pasta.

cat boy.

he had just found the perfect one for him.

——

arkouda was sitting in the drivers seat of his car with his friends, waiting to be next in line at wendy’s. “soo why did you decide to be a sugar baby again?”

sisi asked. “do you see how much money they make sisi?” even though the question was rhetorical, sisi shook her head. kouda rolled with it anyway. “a lot. a whole lot.” he answered, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. “I wanna be a sugar baby.” jailani announced randomly, obviously intrigued. Kouda sighed. “Lani, you’re a minor. You can’t do that.” “No no no, but what if i just support them from a distance with encouraging words and they give me money!” “I would much rather get frog stuffed animals than money.” Khloe added, holding her own giant stuffed frog. Kouda only laughed. He pulled up to the drive thru of wendy’s, putting his car in park. “Alright, what do y’all want?” Kouda asked everyone, scratching his cat boy ears (🤩). “A strawberry lemonade!!”sisi answered with a warm smile on her face. “Just a sprite please!” khloe said, poking her head in the middle of sisi and kouda. “Baconator!“ lani responded.

After he ordered everyone’s food along with his chicken sandwich and a cherry mello yello, he drove by a little spot in the woods he knew of. kouda got out of the car, holding the bags of food while sisi and khloe held their drink and lani held a pink and white picnic blanket. They all headed towards their usual hang out spot in a comfortable silence, nearing closer and closer the clearing. lani set down the blanket, mumbling about how if she feels a bug on her she’ll sob. sisi and khloe laughed, setting their drinks down where they were going to sit. “Bugs aren’t that bad lani!” sisi said, sitting down behind her drink. “Yeah dude, they’re adorable.” kouda said, setting the bags down in the middle. Lani rolled her eyes, ignoring the twos words.

soon everyone was happily enjoying their meal/drinks, talking about trauma, character anons, memes and shit about each other. yknow, the normal stuff. until someone’s phone goes off.

Sisi looks at everyone like 👀 because she put her phone on silent. khloe took out her phone and checked her notifications, but quickly put it back away. “nope!” lani shook her head without even caring to look. “my ringtone isn’t boring like that.” she huffed. kouda rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone. he got one notification.

http://SugarHoney.com: You’ve got (1) daddy request! From: papamari0

[gayoperatorgunclub]

C-Could you tell me about how Thatcher and Doc finally came out to their loved ones/friends/co-workers as a couple.... OwO

i honestly felt like actually writing something so i hope this is suitable, homie!!

Mike was in a mood. Gustave knew this when there was a sudden uptick in recruits suffering minor injuries from training with him. By the 20th request for a sticker and lollipop, he resolved to spend his lunch break yelling at Mike and demanding he be compensated for the time he was forced to spend telling Grown People that they hadn’t broken any bones, they’d just fallen out of a second-story window onto a cushion that was likely not up to OSHA standards. Inconspicuously, of course. He and Mike had had a conversation (read: Gustave participated, Mike grunted) about going public about their relationship with friends and family, and Mike had shared that he wasn’t really out to anybody but Seamus, and he didn’t think he was ready to tell everyone else at once. How he managed to relay this through various noises instead of verbalizing his feelings like most adults with serious careers that require clear, concise communication is beyond Gustave. Either way, he can accept that. Not everyone can deal with every male-attracted person on base (and occasionally, a blackout drunk Taina) flirting with them endlessly. But Gustave can. He definitely can. But really, he gets it. It’s just that it’s hard to explain yelling at your coworker in a way that can only really be described as “worried housewife scolding her husband” when someone walks by. 

Speaking of, he’s just cleaning up some files before he grabs his mechoui and dramatically gestures with his fork while Mike stares at him all love-struck, when he hears footsteps entering his office, and he lets out a sigh that contains all the woes of his ancestors in an effort to get whoever’s decided that they need to fake an injury to get an excuse to flirt shamelessly with him to leave and let him eat. 

“We both know you’re fine, so quit it with the whining.” 

Ah. Mike. As if to confirm this, he approaches Gustave from behind and wraps his arms around hips that still have bruises from last night. It’s nice. 

“Oh yeah? Tell that to the multiple recruits who tried to get me to kiss their bruised pelvises better.” 

Mike growls and tightens his arms around him. 

“Oh, if that makes you revert back to those possessive caveman instincts that show themselves at the worst times, then I’d better not tell you about the one who collapsed into me, giving them the perfect opportunity to grope my chest.” He had given the recruit a look and they had seemed to realize their mistake and spent the rest of the visit apologizing profusely and promising to get the others to tone it down. He had found it incredibly funny, but had simply patted them on the shoulder and told them to go take a nap. Mike will hear about that part of the story when they’re getting ready for bed. For now, he’s focusing on Mike turning him around in his arms and claiming his mouth in what is technically called a kiss but Grace would likely refer to as “soft vore”, whatever that is. 

Mike is picking him up, but they’re still kissing, so Gustave wraps his arms and legs around Mike, hooking his ankles behind his back as Mike moves to sit in Gustave’s chair, positioning them so Gustave’s perched on his knee in a way that allows Mike full access to the most sensitive parts of his neck, while giving Gustave room to eat and gesticulate wildly. Thoughtful bastard. 

“Maybe I should leave some sort of reminder on you so they quit trying to take what’s mine.” says Mike, and oh, he has walked right into this one. 

“What are you, the French government? Going to start claiming Algerians as possessions? I hope you’re prepared for when I form my own guerilla organization and stain everything you own with blood, colonizer.” 

Mike heaves a sigh and kisses him on the cheek. 

“I apologize for the travesties committed by racist European monarchs. Now, can we share your lunch? It’s clear you have something to rant about, so get on with it.” 

Gustave huffs, but relents and picks up his mechoui, which he had thoughtfully made enough of to ensure they would both be full. He glares when Mike asks which half is unseasoned, and has to take a moment to remind himself of how comfortable it is to sit on this uncultured swine’s lap in order to keep himself from throwing him out of his office and telling him not to come back until he acquires taste. 

He’s been ranting for a while, Mike looking up at him with pure, unadulterated love in his eyes, when the door opens. 

“Oi, Doc! Dom decided it’d be funny to push me off the roof and now my shoulder and the rest of my arm don’t look attach- oh. Hullo, Maggie.” 

James was now leaning against the door jam, trying to look casual. Gustave was already moving to get up and examine his shoulder. 

Mike was planning his new life as a fisherman. 

“Mon dieu, James! What were you and Dominic doing on the roof?” 

“Roleplaying Mortal Kombat while Mark cheered us on. I was Waluigi. WAIT!! I should be the one asking questions! What were you doing with Maggie???? Hmmmm?????” He made a show out of sniffing the air. “I smell a scandal bigger than that of the late, great Lady Di. God rest her soul.” He wiped away a tear. “ANYWAYS WHY WERE YOU ON HIS LAP?????? HUH???????” He questioned accusingly as Gustave led him to one of the exam tables. Once James was situated, he reentered his office, and shook Mike from his reverie. 

“If you think you’re ready, I think now would be as good a time as any to tell him.” He patted Mike’s shoulder comfortingly. “If not that’s perfectly fine, I can distract him until he forgets. Or I could tranq him right now and then we flee to the countryside. Your pick.” 

Mike sighed heavily and lifted his hand to cover Gustave’s on his shoulder. He looked up at his- his bo-. His Boyfriend. and steeled himself before standing and dipping Gustave for a kiss. 

“Could we tell everyone in waves? I think it’d be too much to come out to everyone all at once, and that’s not even including our families.” He whispered, looking at Gustave hopefully. Gustave grinned. 

“Of course, mon amour. We can do it at whatever pace you need. Let’s talk more later, I need to get some painkillers so that James doesn’t accuse me of malpractice when I reset his shoulder. Now help me up, you closet romantic.” 

Mike huffed a laugh and pulled Gustave into his arms, pressing one final kiss to his heavenly soft lips before releasing him and going to speak with James. Gustave heard muffled voices as he collected what he’d need to treat James. As he was about to peek in on the conversation happening just outside, he heard James gasp dramatically. 

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M TOO OLD TO BE THE RING BEARER????” 

Gustave dropped his clipboard. 

[wayward-delver]

Made in Abyss X Smash Ultimate:

(DLC Wishlist/Discussion)

This one was just for fun and shouldn’t be taken completely serious otherwise we’re all gonna lose our humanity. As much I’d love to see Made in Abyss somehow miraculously get into Smash, I am well of how impossible it is.

Ok, we all knew what was coming, no bother denying it; you joke about DLC, you might as well spill the beans and say what you really want. I’ll make it clear that of course, I don’t want Waluigi, he’s an assist trophy and at his core a rather dull character in the face of his brother. Steve holds no strong attachment from me since I do not play Minecraft and I feel like his moveset wouldn’t interesting enough to warrant my attention,(basically a 3D G&W). 

Now that’s settled with, let’s discuss who I truly want for DLC despite the stupidity of it:(Left to Right)

1.) Ratchet & Clank: This game holds a special place in my heart for being one of the first game I’ve ever played and one of the only franchises where I faithfully played through every game in the main series, even some of the spin-offs. The amazing characters, brilliant writing, great stories, fun/engaging gameplay, and vast and creatively deadly variety of weapons. I’d go on all day about why I love this series so much and why the movie disappoints me so much,(I will say the remake was fun though). Now to move potential he’s got everything a fighter can ask for: 

His omniwrench would the staple of his melee attacks on both air and ground,(with any one of his shotguns/whips as smash attacks). His dash attacks could incorporate the Razor Claws.

Recovery (Up B) is an easy pick, just use Clank heli-pack to gain sufficient height than slowly glide down for a period of several seconds over a far horizontal distance. Drawbacks being wind-up time and having no defensive qualities.

Grapples would be simple tethers and throws with Omniwrench.

Neutral B would simply a blaster shot with minimal flinch damage that continues fire if held.

Side B would definitely be his signature boomerang wrench throw, homing in on Ratchet on its return and doing decent knockback with either hit.

Down B would have clank throw of his time spheres down talk cause a 5 second AoE that slows down opponents caught in the blast while dealing zero damage or knockback.

Their Final Smash would see Ratchet calling his ship to strike his opponents, sending them hurtling into space to be bombarded by various weapons in their arsenal before getting by clank in his giant form.

Ratchet’s skins can be all of his default outfits through the serious ending with a robot version of in reference to Dr. Nefarious’s evil scheme.

The stage would be Metropolis city on Kerwan.

2.) Rayman: This one is a bit more realistic than the last one seeing the series has had strong ties with Nintendo consoles and even sporting a Rayman Spirit in-game,(take that as you will, at least it’s something). Rayman also falls under the nostalgia factor, but nowhere the extent of Ratchet since I was pretty late to the series,(My favorite game being Legends). No doubt he’s one of the higher picks among Smash players and I can see why; he’s funny, energetic, a great platformer/fighter, and has a truly unique/iconic character design. 

I’m not too familiar with the entire series though, so keep it basic with the moveset:

Rayman is a fast lightweight fighter that primarily uses melee attacks such as fast punches and kicks on both the ground and in the air. His smash attacks would be moderately slow wind-up punches and kicks with exceptional knockback and range. Dash attacks would have him spinning forwards at high speeds with little damage and knockback, but great for setting up a brief stunlock.

His grapple is a far-reaching chain arm tether with decent throwing power.

Recovery is a simple helicopter hair flight with similar mobility to Krool, but deals no damage and goes much higher.

Neutral would have him shooting burning fists at his enemies and can be charged up for increased power.

Side B has him rapidly shooting from his plunger gun, which can be a great edge guarding tool.

Down B turns one of his hands into a guided missile that will extremely powerful, leaves vulnerable to attack.

Final Smash has him uppercut the nearest players sending them to a zone where they’re dog-pilled by all his friends before unleashing a synchronized charged strike sending them flying into the stars.

The stage will be set in the Rabbids colosseum, where the audience holds signs and banners representing characters and series. 

Rayman's colors would be based on the many characters of the series.

His taunt will feature a lum.

3.) Okami, Amaterasu: Ok this is sure to please many fans since she’s quite often requested and very popular on her own. She also has a much higher chance than the rest since she’s a part of Capcom like Ryu/Megaman. Personally speaking though, I want her to join for the sake of how amazing and artistically beautiful the game the is. The mythology, characters, story, music, art style, and the gameplay just screams traditional Japanese culture/painting in the best way possible.

I list the moveset down here, but someone else already did a much better job than I ever could. @panaran

3.) Hollow Knight: Ok this steps far down in terms of likely solely because it’s an Austrailian indie game. Otherwise, this would be one of the biggest crowd pleasures in the line-up. A legendary title for its striking animation, unique world/story, deep lore, magnificent soundtrack, and memorable/diverse cast of characters. I love for all these reasons, but I truly support cause it’d represent to the newest milestone in gaming history, indie studios.

I’d go over moves again someone also solved that problem for me.

4.) Kid Icarus Viridi: Of all the characters, she has the most right to be a playable character. She and her home franchise are so deeply rooted in Smash that they literally are the commentary for the game. Don’t say no moves cause Palutena was never playable in their game, but she still got in. And about her being on a stage, Chrome is a Final Smash and piranha is a stage hazard. Mii costumes also don’t prove anything since many characters have them. This would also be the first in-person appearance she’ll make in any game, something she was denied in her in Kid Icarus Uprising. Personally, however, I want Viridi cause she’s basically the Peridot,(Steven Universe), or the Max,(Camp Camp), of Nintendo. The sassy, cynical, and destructive little gremlin that talks shit to everyone but in end is a complete tsundere with an adorable nerdy side and heart of golden amber beneath her thorny exterior. 

(Not my waifu, goddess or not, she’s a ‘child’ and I am 19, it’d be messed up)

Her moveset would be difficult to decipher since she doesn’t fight in-game, but I can draw up a few ideas

Viridi won’t be as angelic/divine as Palutena, preferring to walk and run in a more grounded manner with a trail of plants sprouting behind her as she moves. She’ll be one of the lightest characters in-game due to her small stature, making her very nimble but easy to launch.

She’ll be more we versed in melee than Palutena, incorporating her staff/agility into her fighting style. Using many fast and disjointed blows at once like Mii swordfighter, but her smash attacks would instead unleash vines from the ground that would strike opponents.

Her grapple would be a vine tether she could use to constrict/launch enemies.

Her Recovery would be another vine tether that goes farther and does higher damage than Ivysaur.

Neutral B she’d fire a lightning blast at her opponents,(a reference to her ally Phosphora).

Side B Viridi would slash forward sending a small twister that can launch enemies,(Slower and larger Mii Sword)

Down B is a parry using Clobbler in a similar manner to Toad.

Final Smash is, of course, a rush down that sends foes into ground-zero of a Reset Bomb strike.

Taunts will be her making witty remarks and poses, often times waving her staff around like a wand.

So that’s my wishlist, do you like and if you have a character for smash. By all means, share it with me in the chat or reblog.

[helihi]

The Good, The Bad, and The Dirty: RWBY Vol 7 Ep 7

Next episode: Let’s see who punches Jacques Schnee first.

Overall Rating: 6/10

Spoilers Ahead

The Good

The tension leading to the election culminated on the inevitable: a division between the people of mantle (the working class and Faunus) and the people of Atlas (the military and the higher class). I have to say: like many, I loved Nora’s arguments against Ironwood. Despite his good intentions, he made the worst moves possible, leading him into a corner. Secrecy and authoritarian decisions will not grant you allies but enemies. Even if the Amity Arena project is finished, the amount of chaos the revelation of Salem’s existence will destroy Atlas.

Like before, Ironwood is going for the conservative choices, the ones that add more wood to the flames, and as expected, Ren sided with he General. This episode establishes ho supports each sides before everything inevitably collapses and Ironwood gets forced to work with Robin:

General Ironwood: Winter, the Ace Ops, Ren, Ruby and Weiss (?) (btw I do believe there’s going to be conflict between the Schnee sisters in the future).

Robyn: The Happy Huntresses, Nora, a pair of rogue bees. (Maybe Marrow in the near future?

I strongly believe that Jacques will get what he wants next episode and General Ironwood will lose his seat, or my brother’s theory becomes true: someone kills Jacques and frames Ironwood/Robyn for it, and Ironwood goes rogue. Whatever happens, I know for a fact everything will collapse. No matter their experience from the fall of Beacon, Salem’s plan for Atlas is better constructed and not in the hands of a power hungry cinderella.

By the way, where is she? She gotta destroy Winter’s plan soon.

A lot people have already pointed out how important the interaction between Yang and Blake was. While the latter is used to being gaslit by a partner and her ideas and worries be mocked, Yang listens to her and proposes a new option. Trusting Robyn is probably what’s going to help in the future.

Having her Semblance be a lie detector is incredibly hilarious. She’s a politician who can tell who’s lying, but no one can tell if she’s lying herself. Excuse me while I laugh at the irony.

In a previous season, the episode would have ended there. However, thank the Brothers and the new writers that it doesn’t. What we learn next is that Penny’s aura comes from Pietro, which makes her existence and the available technology less incredible and more limiting. I will touch on Watts involvement with her in The Dirty section.

Now, let me take the Ironwood - Oscar conversation:

Atlas being held up in the air by the Staff of Creation is both genius and extremely dangerous. On one side you keep a kingdom safe from Grimm and make it unable to someone to use it (because it can only do one thing at once). On the other, if Salem got to it, or Cinder, Atlas is doomed.

Oscar paints Salem’s lack of empathy and love as something they use as an advantage, because working with other people makes them strong. While Ironwood points out that she has nothing to lose, hence she’s fearless and far more dangerous. First, there’s an obvious Harry Potter/Voldemort reference there, and due to the latest news of JK Rowling, I give you the option to donate to Mermaids, a group which supports Trans people in the UK.  Second, I believe both are right, but I want to dress Oscar’s point in the Dirty section. Also, I hope Ironwood talks to Robyn, and doesn’t take Oscars advice to talk to the traitor Jacques Schnee.

So... does this mean we’ll get to finally meet Willow? WILL WE SEE KLEIN AGAIN. I SWEAR TO—

The Bad

Time and time again, the writers have teased us with the “it’s all going to shit” cliff hanger. First with Jacques’ decision, then with the results of the election, with Tyrian’s massacre, and yet, time and time again the writers have chosen to skip this. In this episode, instead of showing the massacre from another character’s point of view (which in may opinions should have been the bees, since they were at a dance club with civilians and team FNKI), gets completely overlooked and the character are where they need to be plot wise.

Instead of using the stress, the chaos, an the annihilation of hope, the CRWBY decided to get down to business, and strip away commentary that could work perfectly with the characters. I think this yo-yoing from the narrative is cheap and annoying.

Nora and Ren have sn argument, then kiss, then everything is back to where it was. Nora doesn’t react to Ren’s choice, and there’s no discussion between the two of them. That’s kinda dd.

The Dirty

So, Watts was part of Penny’s development team. It appears that’s how discount Waluigi knew how to hack into her system. So, let’s get this straight:

Watts was able to hack into Atlas’ military system based on his involvement with the development of the code: acceptable.

Watts being able to access Atlas’ code after they patched it because he used Jacques as an entry point: acceptable.

Pietro not updating Penny’s security system after what happened at Beacon: bs.

Last but not least: the lack of development on screen for Oscar is so fucking painful his speech at the Winter maiden’s vault is ridiculous. When did he start sounding like Ozpin? He vanished from the sight of everyone, and then got an outfit update. He didn’t have s resolve, the struggle of having another person inside his mind is not resolved, and now he lectures Ironwood.

I’m sorry, but I cannot feel attached to Oscar when he’s not shown evolving on screen. If it later turns out that Ozpin had been whispering to him behind the scene like he did when the airship crashed, Imma call bullshit.

--

Overall rating: 6/10.

AN: Nora 2020.

[gqazngaming]

Wasted in the Wasteland: Why 76 is worth a second chance

Fallout 76 is a post-apocalyptic open-world RPG by Bethesda Softworks. It is the most recent installment in the Fallout series. It's Wastelanders expansion was released April 20, 2020.

My first introduction to Fallout was back when Fallout 3 was released in 2008. “If you love your RPGs like you do, you're going to love this!” I only dabbled in it at the time (Halo was my main jam), but it was definitely something I enjoyed when I did. I mean, an atompunk world satirizing the 50s/60s nuclear obsession?! Yes please, haha! Fallout 3: New Vegas is what sealed the deal for me. That is the game that just swallowed me into the Fallout series. Then came the announcement for 76 and I knew my free time was over.

Fallout 76 hasn't deviated much mechanically from it's predecessors. And if you've played Skyrim or other Fallouts then the controls will be similar, if not identical. You can toggle between first and third person camera view and use V.A.T.S. (Vault-tech Assisted Targeting System) to detect enemies and target them for better damage or instant KO. You can upgrade your character using the perk system called SPECIAL and continue to acquire new perks or move perk points around after level 50. I love how the perk card system allows you to swap out perks as needed per situation (crafting, building, battle, etc.). You can also have a team of up to 4 members and share beneficial perks depending on your Charisma. And much like Fallout 4, you can build using your CAMP which carves out a little territory for you. Your party members can also build in your camp as well, which I can say from experience is awesome. Your camp can be moved for a fee, but be aware! If your friends have placed something in your home you don't have the plans for, you'll lose it. Cosmetic items for CAMP and character can be purchased through the Atom Shop (located in the menu) and you can earn Atoms in game while completing tasks.

76 over all is a very pretty game. The graphics aren't Final Fantasy XV mind blowing, but with recent quality of life updates (circa 2019) the environments are even more enjoyable than before. Character creator follows in Fallout 4 fashion and lets you truly make your character yours. Yes, you too can recreate Waluigi once more. Fallout has always been environment driven and 76 is no exception. From the radiated wastes of the Toxic Valley to the eerie vibe of the Mire, Bethesda gave us a truly amazing environment for us to explore. And if the recreated Mothman Museum at Point Pleasant in game doesn't sell it, I can't help you haha.

Fallout 76 begins with you waking up after sleeping in on Reclamation Day. Who misses a huge party?! Well you did, so now you're the last one out. But that means you get to grab everyone's left behind stuff. Finders keepers right? And thus begins your hoarder adventure. Wait, no, that's my game MO, haha. You actually get your bearings, follow some helpful tutorials, and head down that old country road right into the big wide Appalachia circa 2102 just 25 years after the Great War. Here you'll now find signs directing you to the Wayward where an NPC named Duchess has set up her humble bar to welcome the new arrivals entering the Appalachia region. And you'll encounter some newcomers to the Wastelands on your road there as well.

“But ChaosDicei! Fallout 76 doesn't have NPCS!” Yes, it didn't, not before. Before your quests were gathered from robots, holotapes, and notes randomly out in the wild. This was designed to give you your own narrative to an environment mostly devoid of human life. With the introduction of Wastelanders you now have NPCs to encounter and talk to. Why is this important? This is the selling point for 76 now. If you've heard the reviews of 76 prior to the drop of Wastelanders, you'll know it wasn't well received. With Wastelanders you can now tackle a myriad of quests out in the wastes, gain allies for your CAMP, and even decide if you'll side with the new Raiders or Settlers both striving to get a foothold in Appalachia. Wastelanders was the best update to come to 76 thus far and has really given the game new purpose and life.

And what Wasteland wandering is complete without Fallout Radio? Aptly named Appalachia Radio, you can punch Deathclaws and slap Super Mutants to the tunes of Lily Wilde, Bing Crosby, and Nat King Cole to name a few. And of course “Country Roads” the unofficial theme song for 76. If you're not into the radio, Bethesda doesn't skimp on the ambient background music. Some is even reminisce of Skyrim in tone.

The overall feel of Fallout 76 is very much what you'd think: gritty, hazardous, and intriguing. Locations have to be discovered to be land marked, but there are many that are environmental and fun to come across. Like it's predecessors, it still retains very much a desolate, sometimes isolated feel of being one of the few left alive in the world.

If I haven't piqued your interest yet, I promise Fallout 76 is worth a revisit. It's free to play on Xbox with GamePass (sadly, not free on PS4) and the newest content is a 100% free downloadable update. And Bethesda has announced future plans for the game that look very promising. They have already released the first of their Fallout Seasons that progress much like Destiny's season pass model. I've had more fun in the last several months with their bug fixes and additions than I did when it was released. So if you want to launch a nuke with your friends, take back a town from Scorched, help the Overseer, or just enjoy the updated world, GO FOR IT. I encourage it! It's such a richer world than when it first started.

As someone who stepped away from Fallout 76 just a few weeks after it released, it's worth a revisit. If you haven't played 76 because of the reviews, I implore you to at least give it a try. Who knows? You just may find yourself a new favourite game.

Hope to see you out in the Wastes!

-TheChaosDice is a Destiny a hyper nerd with a penchant for arts and crafts. I’m pretty sure she’s half rodent half witch.

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By Her Blood 3

SURPRISE! I said this would be out later this week but all of the comments have made my fingers lighting fast on my keyboard. I’m pretty sure my thighs have permanent laptop impressions on them haha

I love this chapter. It’s crazy and foreboding and it’s a good indication of what’s to come... plus you get to meet the parents!!

Warnings: semi-nakedness, awkwardness, parents, cursing. fluff and angst.

LAST TIME: You are fueled by fear for your friends, by fear of what they could summon left unchecked in a crypt, by fear of what could make Ivar himself afraid. So as your feet pound into the smooth stone floor of the crypt, as you turn the corner into the main room, you expect the worst. 

But you do not expect that.

Three of the fifteen teens are banging a large drum in rhythm with two singers. The two singers are reading off a sheet of Old Norse, while everyone else stands in a connected circle around a dead raccoon. 

“STOP!” You scream, your voice echoing in the cavernous room, the very earth beneath you trembling as it reflects your panic. 

And they stop. 

Fifteen wide sets of eyes land on you. Even the raccoon, with the haze of death over its pupil, seems to stare at you. 

Your breath is a seething hiss as you curse in Old Norse, scaring your friends with just how intense your anger is. 

“None of you have any idea what you are doing! I warned you! This is no joke! You are pissing off some really ancient spirits- enough that I knew! From a mile away! In my fucking sleep!”

For a moment everything is silent save for your heaving breath. You count to ten in your mind, and then backward, trying to pace each breath. It doesn’t work. Your knees threaten to buckle, and then Ivar stands behind you, holding you upright with an arm around your waist. 

When you finally speak, it is barely above a whisper. 

“All of you need to leave. Now.”

And when fifteen teenagers give you a deer-in-the-headlights stare, you lose your last bit of patience. “NOW!”

As soon as they are out of hearing, you take a careful step toward the raccoon, and then another, and another until you stand in front of it. 

You crouch, willing your eyes away from its death-stare, scanning its body. 

There. The creatures’ abdomen and part of the ribcage have been flattened by a tire. A rather large tire, with tonnes of force behind it. A truck. Eighteen-wheeler perhaps. Nothing to suggest that one of your friends had found, trapped, and killed it. 

They simply moved it. 

Still, your stomach twists in revulsion at the thought. How could they be so oblivious to the danger of blood magic? Especially after seeing Ivar?

“What do I do?” You ask Ivar as he inspects the drum. 

“Calm the spirits, reverse what damage they have done.” He glances sidelong at you. “And put that animal to rest.”

So you settle onto the stone floor and close your eyes, reaching out to the restless spirits around you. 

Several dozen Frankish nobles. Three Frankish Kings. Hundreds of soldiers. Queens, princes, princesses. 

You seek the calm place in yourself, only mildly surprised that thinking of Ivar has the best effect, and you spread that calm over the spirits like a fine mist. They settle, slowly at first, finally calming enough to return to rest. Your eyes open and you reach out to close the unseeing gaze of the raccoon. 

Peace and quiet reigns once more in the chamber. 

“Ivar?” You ask, glancing around. He is gone. “Ivar!” Your voice becomes tinged with panic. Still, no answer. 

And then, you hear it. 

Someone is standing around the corner. 

You heave a sigh and push yourself up, making a show of stretching. Finally you turn, not even blinking at the teens gathered in the cave mouth with their cameras directed at you. 

“What?” You growl, glaring at them. The whole reason you are even in this mess is because of them. Because they tried to summon a spirit in a crypt full to bursting with them. And of course, they are videoing the whole thing. “Do you really think this is a joke?” You demand, spreading your arms. “None of this is for your entertainment. None of it.” 

You glance at the raccoon, at the cameras, and then back. With a sigh, you pick up the still-warm creature and place it in an alcove as a final resting place. When you draw back your hand, you sigh in resignation. 

If your Viking family has taught you anything, it is that your blood is powerful. 

And you are bleeding. 

A jagged piece of rock was all it took to slice your hand. Your blood wells up in the cut, weeping out of the edges, dripping onto the floor. 

Your friends scream. Tilting your head back and closing your eyes, you sigh again. “Do I even wanna know?” You mutter. 

And then you turn around. 

The shadows in the corners of the cave are spiraling into the center, where they coalesce into a man-like shape, writhing and whirling in a dark mass. The shape solidifies and you can see dark pieces of armor, axes and knives, blood. 

The shadows recede, leaving a tall form in their wake. Black hair tied in intricate braids. Stunning blue eyes. Full lips, a cocky grin. 

“Ivar,” you gasp, facing the Viking. One of your friends faints, collapsing to the floor with a thud. 

“Little dove,” he murmurs, reaching out a gloved hand to you. His fingers, calloused from a lifetime of work, gently brush your hair back. 

Just like that, your heart melts. 

You rush forward, embracing him. Nothing else exists for a moment. Just you and Ivar at last. 

~

An hour later, you’ve successfully snuck a viking into your hotel room. You can’t be bothered with the videos your friends took, or the possibility of the hotel cameras catching your mad dash in the middle of the night. Not when Ivar is there, not when you have too many other things on your mind.

“I’ve seen people do this so many times,” He complains, “it should be easy. Why isn’t it easy?” You lean across him, trying your hardest to ignore his bare chest or the towel slung low around his hips. The knob in the bathtub turns under your touch and water spills from the faucet. Ivar curses. “How did you do that?”

“You have to pull it out and turn it at the same time.” Biting your lip, you try not to laugh at his expense. Although he lived so long ago, he’d been able to watch society advancing through time. He’d seen all of the changes in technology, had borne witness to things beyond his wildest imagination. He’d also seen things he would much rather forget; sometimes he’d get stuck in certain locations, like the bedroom of a grown man who enjoyed anime a little too much. (Ivar could never look at Waluigi or the word ‘hentai’ the same way again.) But being unable to interact was a challenge. He’d never had the hands-on experience you had. Suffice to say there would be a learning curve.

“I’m going to get you some normal clothes.” You say, leaving him to the bath. “When the tub’s full, just push the knob in. I’ll be back soon.” Halfway out of the door, you turn suddenly. He looks up, a hand already on the towel around his waist. “And for fuck’s sake, please don’t leave the room!”

He nods. Trying not to blush at his near-nakedness, you snatch your bag off of the bed and head out, googling the nearest walmart.

~

What feels like a short time later, the morning sun peeks through the hotel’s beige curtains and lands obnoxiously on your face. Everything is warm except for your hand draped over the side of the bed; there’s an arm slung around your waist, warm breath fanning over the crook of your shoulder. 

Just as you turn to Ivar, ready to wake him up, there’s a pounding on your door. 

“Y/N!” Your mother’s voice calls. “Y/N open this door now!”

Ivar startles awake, his bright eyes clouded with sleep. He looks at you first, confused but ready to fight. His arm tightens around your waist, drawing you into the protection of his body. “It’s alright,” You say, resting a hand on his bicep. “It’s just my mom.” 

“She sounds angry.” he growls, glaring at the door. 

“She won’t hurt me.” It’s the truth. Your mother had always been good to you, if a little too smothering. He releases you grudgingly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’m coming!” You shout to the door, gesturing for Ivar to get a shirt on. 

“Hi, mom.” Her face is bright red, your father standing with his arms crossed right behind her when you open the door. “Hi, dad. What’s wrong?”

  “Maybe you can explain this?” She says, thrusting a phone at your face. Her text messages are displayed on the screen, the most recent from Laney’s father. You tap on the image and it brings up a video.

It’s grainy, but you can clearly see the whirling shadows of the crypt, your palm dripping blood. Your fathers’ eyes lock on your hand, on the white bandage Ivar had so carefully wrapped last night. His face goes pale. 

“They were trying to summon a spirit.” You say, pausing the video. There’s no point watching- you know what happens. “I got there just in time, but they’d angered the spirits in the crypt and they’d found a dead racoon on the road; I laid it to rest in an alcove and cut my hand when I tried to pull back. You know the whole ‘gods-blessed blood’ spiel, well there was a lot of blood, and, well, I’d like you to meet Ivar.”

You gesture into your hotel room. They both give you odd looks, but they walk in anyway. “Fucking hell!” Your father curses. For a second you expect to hear your mother’s scathing ‘Language, Y/D/N,’ but it never comes. 

Ivar is perched calmly on the edge of the bed, his crutches leaning on the bedside table, the armor he’d been wearing when he’d recorporated on the chair in the corner of the room. He hadn’t had time to put on his braces, but his arms are tensed like he’s ready to jump to your aid at the slightest provocation. 

“Ivar, these are my parents, Mom, Dad, this is Ivar ven bonelesse, former King of the Vikings.”

“Nope.” Your mom says, shaking her head. “No, this is not happening. Young lady, you are so grounded!”

Ivar’s eyes dart to you. “Grounded?” He asks, his tone insinuating it meant something totally different in his time. 

“It’s fine,” You say to him, tongue tripping just before you let a word slip that would really make the situation awkward. This is not how you wanted your parents to meet your boyfriend. “Mom, I swear it wasn’t my fault. I tried to stop them. Dad? You’re really quiet.”

“Is that your armor?” Your dad asks, his eyes wide as saucers as he runs to the chair, dropping to his knees in front of it. He holds it reverently, the same way you’d seen him hold priceless artifacts. Ivar tilts his head, looking to you for clarification. 

“Dad?” 

“This is amazing!” He says, running his fingers over the patterning. “It’s the most intact piece I’ve ever seen! It’s like it was just made!”

“Honey, that’s not the issue here.” 

“Yeah, yeah. Look at the detail!”

“What are we supposed to do now that someone who has been dead for thousands of years is now sitting on our daughters bed?” Your mom asks, gesturing to Ivar like he’s not even there. “They didn’t go over this in archaeology classes!”

“I think we could start with treating him like an actual human being.” Rolling your eyes, you sit down next to Ivar. He casually slips his arm behind you, rubbing his thumb in circles on your back. You lean into the touch. “I told you I’ve been seeing him since the party.”

“That doesn’t-” She starts, shaking her head. “This shouldn’t be possible.”

“Y/N is special.” Ivar says. “She is the fulfillment of a prophecy from long before my time. She can do so much more than she has already done.” He looks down at you can’t can’t help but to add, “A child like her would be a blessing to any Viking.”

Your blush doesn’t help matters. Ivar’s answering grin and the easy manner the two of you have don’t help either. Your mother’s eyes narrow, darting between you two. 

“You’re dating him.” It’s not a question. Ivar can feel you tense. 

“So what if I am?” you dare to ask, leaning against his side. “I told you I’ve been seeing him since the party. He saved my life with that robber. He’s saved my life many times, actually. At least he treats me like I’m a person. You’ve never been willing to accept that I’m different. You’ve always made me hide it!” Suddenly you’re shaking with rage, finding yourself on your feet before your brain catches up with your body. “With you it’s ‘don’t speak Old Norse, Y/N,’ or ‘stop talking about the Viking spirits, Y/N.’. But guess what! I’m not crazy! I was never wrong about what happened! And now you can’t deny that!”

Ivar grips your wrist in warning: your fists are clenched, your nails nearly to the point of breaking skin. Even your father has turned to watch the fight. “Liten en,” He murmurs, tugging you back against him. Little one. “It’s okay. She couldn’t possibly understand before this.”

You fall onto the bed, your rage dropping away as Ivar wraps an arm around your shoulders, tucking you against his chest. Your mother looks unbearably sad when you finally look up at her.

“I was trying to protect you.” She murmurs, “I was worried someone would take you away if they found out I let you be in danger at that site when you fell. I didn’t want them to diagnose you with schizophrenia and lock you away. Y/N, I was trying to do what was best for you. I didn’t know it was hurting you. I’m sorry.”

It’s hard to see her like this, her eyes shining with tears as she looks at you like you’re her whole world, but you know that years of denial wouldn’t go away with an apology, so you set your jaw and harden your heart, at least for now. The anger you’d held in your chest only a minute before has calmed, leaving only a sense of emptiness behind. Ivar’s touch soothes you so you lean against him, seeking his comfort. 

“I get that.” You say eventually. “But it doesn’t change what happened. I can’t forget so easily.” Her face falls, a tear slipping down her cheek. Your father moves to comfort her, the armor forgotten. “We can start with you accepting that Ivar is part of my life now. We can move on, make things better from here on out.”

Your mom nods. She looks at Ivar, at the defined muscles of his chest and arms, the intimidating span of his shoulders. “You’ll protect my little girl?” She asks. Before you can protest that you’re not her little anything any more, Ivar nods. 

“With my life.” He vows. 

You’ll come to wish he’d never said that.

(That bit about Ivar being stuck certain places was partly inspired by the post about Jesus still saving everyone even after seeing some guy ‘busting rope to Waluigi hentai... if you haven’t seen that one, it’s gold.)

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