#i seriously try to shorten ALL of my posts

[lucalicatteart]

Poll adventure (paventure? lol) Day 11: read the small story tidbit below the poll for more details, OR just vote based on initial impression

(✦ see past poll results + further information HERE (link) ✦)

Yesterday's poll decided that The Adventurer should curiously socialize with a few of the boat travelers ...

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"The Adventurer grabs one of the ornate glass bowls near the buffet table, meekly gathering some cheese and vegetables as he scans the crowd. For the first 15 minutes of the lunch, he mostly crouches in a corner seat, nibbling on his food and nervously fielding the occasional drunken question from a passing party guest..

Knowing he should.. probably... actually socialize at some point, he begrudgingly chooses conversational partners, squeezing his eyes shut and pointing around randomly until he lands on someone.....

The first is a scrawny man in a flashy suit, wobbly from wine but still keeping a vaguely charming demeanor about him. He proudly introduces himself as a "legal expert", then goes on to ramble for a while about the laws in the area, how drastically they vary from city to city (plus a few veiled hints on how to safely break them), and that if you travel a lot it can be hard to keep up with it all.

He mentions, quite conveniently, that he's recently published a book on the topic, a legal guide for local explorers, and offers to give The Adventurer a copy for a special discounted price... but... then soon recalls that the crate of books he'd planned to sell on the boat sadly ended up falling into the river earlier during a "silly little mishap"..

In place of a book, he simply slides The Adventurer a glossy mint colored paper swirled with golden floral motifs, supposedly serving as some sort of business card, though the actual contact information seems obscured beneath the cluttered design. The Lawyer also pulls off his scarf as he rises to leave, wrapping it around The Adventurer's shoulders with a little waving flourish (not the first time someone has confused his anxious shaking for cold shivers). The Adventurer stutters out a confused thank you, then watches as the Lawyer stumbles off, mumbling to himself that he's been drinking too much and "truly must find somewhere to piss"......

The second person he approaches is an older woman, hunched over a table fidgeting with a handful of colorful glass dice, spinning and stacking and arranging them into patterns whilst her thoughts drift elsewhere. Initially, she gives evasive answers when asked personal questions, but soon grows more talkative once the topic of local flora and fauna arises. She apparently used to adventure as well, roaming the lands to document various elements of nature relevant to her mysterious "private research" - though, at her age, she's now resigned to casual boat rides rather than riskily hiking alone through uncharted wilderness. Gently laying a worn leather journal of watercolor paintings out onto the tabletop, she points at various berries, leaves, and animals, eagerly describing their significance...

After chatting for a while, she abruptly changes topics, mentioning that sometimes she can "sense things which she should not" (whatever the hell that means), then asks him to pick one of her dice. He hesitates, but she just stares, refusing to elaborate further.. Finding even 30 seconds of awkward silent eye contact physically impossible to bear, he hurriedly plops a finger down in front of an iridescent yellow die. She chuckles..

Scooping up all of the dice from the table, she rattles them in her clasped hands, then brings them up to her ear as if to listen... to something?? A few moments later, she turns back to him, speaking in a raspy whisper: "There are others, melding your footprints with their own, seeking a gift you do not yet know - this is what I see."

Before he can ask her for any elaboration, the Captain returns, grumbling that The Adventurer has already stayed 5 minutes past the time limit and swatting at him with a broom to shoo him off of the boat. Apparently an hour can go by fast....

After climbing back into his dinky raft, he sails mostly successfully down the river, finally making it to a point that, at least based on his map, SHOULD be where the main road picks back up past the detour. He crashes into a small grouping of rocks whilst trying to navigate back to the shore, but he was planning on disassembling the raft to get his rope and supplies back anyway, so.. aside from a scraped knee and possibly broken pinky toe, he decides it's actually fine. The cat is okay, which is all that really matters, anyhow.

By the time he's taken apart his boat, eaten a quick meal, and bandaged his leg, the sun seems to have nearly set. It's later in the night than he'd usually like to travel, but, where he's going is a pretty commonly used road, so maybe it's safe? He's exhausted from socializing, but could probably muster enough energy to walk for at least a while. Or perhaps he should just call it a night and find a place to sleep.. But.. where??? What should he do?

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Additional information

acquired a long, warm, expensive scarf

acquired slightly increased knowledge of local plants

acquired vague information from the 'dice based fortune teller', or whatever that was meant to be

acquired a business card (+ ability to get away with one minor crime free of legal consequence)

acquired mild nausea for the next 5hrs from weird buffet cheese

acquired badly scraped knee and sprained toe (will walk slightly slower for the next 2 days)

the adventurer's current main goal: follow his map to reach the abandoned castle ruins and see the rare animal specialist about the mysterious egg he has

[koushirouizumi]

(VENT) Tw: Illness

Tw: Vomit

(YEAH)

So I'll admit I was more than a little irritated last night (mainly due to absolute sh*t attitudes and horrid fan entitlement behavior, up to and including horrid treatment aimed at fans of different parts of the franchise that I've been seeing around Digi-Twit since Mille ep dropped literally every time I try to check for decent things, seriously is basic decency towards other bloggers and fans not even a THING there anymore???) but that ASIDE.

Hi yes I'm still actually hyper-thyroidism and yes it's a genuine condition I have DIAGNOSED for 10+ years that I've mentioned off and on my blog since Tri era. I've had this diagnosed before Tri even dropped; yes I medicated for it as long as possible and overall that's helped (which is why I rb a lot more about Aut!issues) but I still experience symptoms off and on at times even when medicating, especially when my levels fluctuate really suddenly (I've talked about that before TOO...)

Anyway I was trying to take tylenol for physical pain earlier (which may or may not be unrelated, really bad stiffness all over basically etc) and basically threw up almost immediately after (I had taken tylenol abt 4 hrs before) I'm usually great at keeping tylenol down and 4 hrs is usually when it's wearing off for me as of lately (it tends to wear off faster in recent years) but hahaaa either I took it too early this time or I may genuinely have a stomach virus (C.O.V.I.D??? Who knows but I'm NOT running fever, sense of smell is fine, no sinus issues or chest specific pain atm etc it was more all over elsewhere,,, temp's actually low including right after that happened and this is very average for me, I typically have low temp especially early in morning and at night as of recent last 10~ years since thyroid diagnosis and I have NO idea why, since I did get fevers off and on as a tiny kid, but well)

I'll take a test in the morning (fortunately we still have some of the free ones) but so far last couple times I tried one in past months it came back negative each time.

After this thing tonight happened I did start feeling a bit better (still some irritation), but this has been a chronic issue ongoing 12~24 hours now with off-and-on pain cycles so who knows how much longer this is gonna last

Anyway when I say to people who rudely act like that towards other fans BACK OFF AND GIVE ME SOME SPACE this is what I MEAN because my f*cking health is way more important than ANYTHING TO DO WITH DigiAdvs, 02, or anything else fan wise and I'd put every single project I've planned on hold effective immeditely if it meant taking care of myself during an instance like this

Blogs will be on auto-queue until I feel better enough to re blog again but expect a LOT of Disabled P.S.A posts to come since Yes This Topic Is Important To Me And I'm NOT Ever Going To Stop rbng awareness about it OK Thanks

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Twisted Wonderland Monster AU hide and seek game except Yuu won after they took their clothes off and scattered them all over the forest to throw the seekers off(bonus points if Yuu was also hiding naked the whole time)

At first, I imagined something funny like those cartoony “hiding in the bushes/mud/water” or something similar…and then I remembered that humans have mastered the art of camouflage via body paint! Seriously, look at some of these things people can do, just hiding in plain sight! (If you wanna see more elaborate ones, you can find more on Google, I just don’t want tumblr to flag this post. >.> )

So now imagine that Yuu got frustrated one day that–no matter where they were–they couldn’t hide from some of their classmates due to their keen sense of smell. Now imagine they made a bet with their friends to a game of hide and seek. “Tomorrow morning, I will hide somewhere on campus,” they told the monster first years. “I won’t be hiding inside any of the buildings or any of the dorms. And if you guys can’t find me by the time the sun sets, you all have to do what I say for the rest of the week. Deal?”

“Deal!” came the response, the first years feeling very confident.

Come the next morning, the boys set out from Ramshackle in search of the human. Jack immediately picked up the scent and zeroed in on it, believing he had already won the game…until he realized there was a new, horrifying smell mixed in. “Eugh!!! Garlic and onions!!!” he howled, stumbling away from the smell and trying to rub his face into the grass to rid himself of the offensive odor.

“Huh…is…this one of those ‘sock’ things that Yuu always wears?” Epel asked, holding up the article in question and peering inside. “It’s stuffed full of chopped onions and garlic. Really strong stuff, too!”

“Damn. Guess Yuu figured out we were going to sniff them out,” Ace uttered with a sigh. “Guess we gotta do this the old-fashioned way. Let’s split up and cover more ground. They couldn’t have gotten very far, right?”

“Right!”

Despite their confidence, however, it became even more difficult than they thought. One by one, they managed to find more and more articles of Yuu’s clothing, and it was Sebek who put two and two together. “Are they running around school…naked?!” he shrieked.

“I…guess so,” Deuce uttered. Then, dawning horror sank in as he said, “Wait…you don’t think that…someone kidnapped them!?”

“N-no, Yuu wouldn’t let themselves get taken so easily. Besides, we’d be smelling blood or fear somewhere if that were the case, right?” Ace explained, though part of him seemed unsure.

“We gotta find them, fast!” Jack said, glancing at his watch. “We have an hour before sunset.”

“Let’s hurry!”

High and low they searched, looking for footprints or any other trace of the human…to no avail and to many stares from fellow students. Yuu was supposed to find a hiding spot somewhere on campus! Where could they have gone? Had…had something bad happened to them!?

Finally, the first years reluctantly met up on Main Street with empty claws and a pile of clothing to show for it. They wondered how they were going to explain this to the teachers, the sun sinking below the horizon and the street lights turned on. That’s when movement caught their eye–

“Gyah! The statues are movin’!!!” Epel yowled, the others screaming in unison as a shadow separated from one of the Great Seven statues–

And a familiar voice spoke. “Took you guys long enough,” Yuu said, moving and stretching their arms and legs with a groan. “Jeez…I should have shortened it to lunch time. My body is sore from holding that pose!”

“Y-Yuu!? Wha-? How…wait…are you covered in paint!?”

“Yeah. I wanted to show you guys that I could hide, and I did! So now you guys have to do what I say for a week.”

“...did you have to get naked just to prove a point?”

“Next question.”

“Put your clothes on human!!!” Sebek shrieked, covering his eyes and looking away with a flustered expression.

////

As it turned out, Yuu had enlisted the help of Vil and Lilia to paint their body to mimic the surface of the Great Seven statues. Meanwhile, Grim and the Ramshackle ghosts would scatter their clothes around campus to lead them on a wild goose chase. Once word spread of what Yuu had done, the school was abuzz with chatter about the event.

Even Cater took advantage of this gimmick to add it to his “Human’s are Weird” Magicam page as a new weekly challenge: spot the human! Viewers were confused at first when they couldn’t find Yuu or believed they had found them, only for it to turn into a wide debate between users. It wasn’t until the next day when the challenge was ended that Cater would post the resulting video revealing Yuu separating themselves from their hiding spot covered in paint resembling the environment. Minds were blown!

Such a fascinatingly creative way to turn a natural survival skill into a form of art!

[puckpocketed]

inspired by yesterday’s ovechkin-posting and the stick story, because. i had as much fun as anyone with the idea that riding a camel over all-star break is what jostled the goal-scoring back out of him, but at the same time... i am frothing at the fucking mouth about ovi × The League × national hockey media. where is his respect? where is his hype? where are his roses???? please !!!! understand !!!! that i find sidney endearing as a guy and he is undeniably incredible as a player and he deserves the love that he gets. but from day one, ovi has only existed to them in relation to sid and that makes me lose my fucking mind. 

and general hockey fans through the years loved ovi, and then they hated him, and then they said he was an overhyped washed-up old man who doesn't care anymore (starting in like 2013 lmfao). like, I'M sorry, back in the late '00s and early '10s he was being hounded for days about his cellies, and being booed every time he came out on the ice—and you're mad? that he looks like he's lost his love and enthusiasm for the game???? (i cannot for the LIFE of me find the podcast ep where i heard this, so. grain of salt. but a former teammate talked about how startling and upsetting ovi found the booing, bc it was such a sudden change, and meanwhile, ovi was just the same guy he’d always been 😭).

and then, idk, we went through hate again, and then indifference, and now in the 2020s we're back to "oh, his production has dropped so therefore he's overhyped, can’t wait ‘til he’s gone"?? the season ovi was 36 he had more points per game than sid did last year at 36 (90 in 77 vs 94 in 82). or how about. please remind me how many goals gretz scored the season he was 36 (25 goals compared to ovi's 50). or what about when gretz was 38 (9 goals compared to ovi's 31)? i am NOT trying to say that ovi is "better" than either of them—this is just me saying that people are completely irrational about him. like back when he was drafted and people were saying "oh, he's not actually as good as he looks, because he's lying about his age" bc he looked 25 instead of 18. like. okay lmao. and then what? his NINE rocket richards count less bc he started later? he's actually older now and scoring more per game than gordie howe was the first time he retired? like what are we doing here??? i'm not an empty-netters-pod guy, but they talked about it in the first few minutes of this ep; like... yeah, why was everyone so fucking excited to dance on his grave at the start of last season? and then again in the playoffs? he’s NOT DONE YET, and even if he were, i would hope to see a modicum of respect for the player he’s been and the career he’s had! 

the point is. ovi has scored 30+ goals per season every single year since his debut except the pandemic-shortened season. his teammates, current and former, love him and say what an awesome, generous, team-focused guy he is. he has literally dozens of nhl records already, some of them previously belonging to gretzky. and yet! general hockey fans and the league and national hockey media all refuse to take him seriously. and caps fans (mostly) and dc hockey media (mostly) (barry svrlugas i do not forgive you... dan holmi i would just like to have a fucking word with you....) are all just standing here like hello? alexander ovechkin is RIGHT HERE and he is very good at hockey. hello he is GOOD at HOCKEY, can you hear me????? is anyone seeing this, HELLO???? 

i don’t get it. i simply and entirely don’t get it. there are so many excellent players on teams that i hate! there are players i dislike and i can still point to many impressive things about their game!!! WHAT is the mental block that happens for everyone when it comes to ovi, and how tf has it been going strong for nineteen fucking years? 

thank you for listening!! i swear to you that the vast majority of the time i am simply having a fun time with whatever my terrible children decide to do, admiring ovi’s fashion choices, cheering on my number one babygirl dylan strome, and enjoying whatever horny, incomprehensible nonsense they get up to. it’s just that sometimes i gotta go guard dog mode about alex ovechkin 😅

Hello!!! First of all, thanks for going to all the trouble of typing all that out and including links. I have loved sifting through your citations, and felt very much like a floor dwelling sea creature eating nutrients from the silt <3

I believe you all when you say Ovechkin's not done yet. Shaking my entire clenched fin at everyone calling him a washed up old man!! Fascinated by the Caps' attempt to pivot into being competitive long enough for him to break the record, because what of the After? The Rebuild of Damocles beckons!! Except, having paid some attention to prospects I see they've got a pretty interesting crop of talent coming through. And there are those big contracts they just acquired (hello Dubie and Roy). I just feel like have to be on this train so I can say I was there to see how it all shakes out. History Witnessing type beat <3

and I'm SO endeared to Caps rituals. What little I've seen of them is so fun, so silly. Exactly my vibe. MUST a team "Play Hockey Well"?? can't they just be obsessed with each other . can't they torture and embarrass each other . being stressed about strange concepts such as ""Winning"" is so., passé .

Thank you again for dropping by and for the essay! and I'm sorry it took so long to get back to you, it was such a meal I was digesting it for days :>

extended thoughts/discussion under the cut.

From the outside looking in, I think can speak to how compelling it is to pit Crosby and Ovechkin against each other. As your ESPN article puts it: "Crosby was careful, corporate. Ovechkin was unpredictable, borderline dangerous. The key word was passion, and even though Crosby had it inside, Ovechkin oozed it. He was the anti-Sid, possibly the better player, and soon a cult hero." (x, y) I know you're frustrated by this, but they do sort of exist in relation to each other. Maybe I've fallen for the propaganda, but it's very literary <3 You could write their story down and present it to a novel studies class, and the easiest thread to pull on would be all the ways in which they're each other's narrative foils.

IF you held a gun to my head and made me guess at the 'why' of it, I'd probably agree with Eric Adelson! It really does feel like Crosby's image is who hockey wants to be seen as. A Good Canadian Boy; humble, no conspicuous expressions of his wealth, no partying, and of course no on-ice flash! I think I can understand the backlash somewhat; in such a team-oriented game, one with all these arcane honour codes and the emphasis on humility and respect and not rocking the boat, I could see why the spectacle of Ovechkin's personality would've grated. Crosby's an easier pill to swallow for the conservatism of hockey culture. (And I specified 'image' because there's the reality of what it is to be famous, deified, and torn apart each time you don't quite measure up. I hate to be the guy who says there's another side to this but, like, I'm sure plenty of people who are more familiar with Crosby's story could come out and tell me about the unique challenges that come with being considered The Next One.)

And obviously, your specific frustration is coming from the fact that Ovechkin is, somehow, seen as the inferior superstar, and that his achievements - which either equal or surpass Crosby's - go uncelebrated by mainstream media. and ough. man. I'm not as invested in this as you given I just got here, but your emotion is palpable!! I have... complicated feelings about his whole deal wrt geopolitics I won't lie, but I am serious about the whole "Is it the Russian thing?" I wouldn't, like, submit this as a legal document or anything, and I doubt I'd be the first to point it out, but there has to be a level of Othering that comes from his nationality, right?

So there's my thesis: he's not like them, he's not from there, and his image is not who they want for a star. Being so undeniably good for so long probably bought him some time in their good books, but the moment he looked a little bit mortal any grace they had to give was dispensed with. It sucks for you as a fan of course </3 I don't mean to sound so morbidly curious about it all,,, like i get that a real wrong was done to Ovechkin by the establishment that refused to recognise him!! But . well. I'm looking at this through a nonfiction writer's lens. I do hope someone who was there for the whole thing writes a book or two about this, because it would make for a really interesting story. I get the feeling people will look back on this stretch of time and think the world went a bit crazy for believing Alex Ovechkin was done.

[thisbarbiereallylikesbirds]

What are some of your favorite character relationships/dynamics in TMNT, and why? Is there anything that you particularly like seeing explored with them in fan works (art, writing, comics, etc)?

Okay there are so many dynamics that I love in TMNT but my favorite are probably in Rise so I'm gonna focus on those.

My favorite pair among the boys is probably Leo and Mikey. I love how Mikey so clearly looks up to and wants to be like Leo. I think he also appreciates Leo being the least protective of him out of all of the brothers, and the fact that they can actually be competitive with each other.

I also really like Smarts and Crafts (which is an adorable name for the Donnie and Mikey duo and whoever first came up with it is a genius). Even though their personalities, love languages, and hobbies are very different they still are very close. One of my favorite head canons is that Mikey will talk with Donnie while he's building something and "help build it" by just handing Donnie the tools.

A dynamic that I love and am so angry that we didn't get more of due to the shortening of the series is Leo and Big Mama. Seriously those two are so similar and it would've been very interesting to see them be forced to work together or an extended period of time. Both of them are very charismatic and use that to get what they want. I think seeing Big Mama take Leo under her wing to teach him stuff about the Hidden City and how to manipulate people would've been very interesting.

Continuing along with villain dynamics, I also really love Draxum and Mikey. The fact that he clearly only cares about Mikey and not the rest of the boys, the way that he never decided to have a redemption arc and instead was just sort of forced to have one, Mikey planning and making a whole family dinner to try and include Draxum...it's all amazing and super funny.

And of course since it's me I can't end a post without saying I also love the dynamic between Yoshi and Tang Shen. This is true in every iteration since I find both of their characters so interesting, but the dynamic that I think they'd have in Rise (and that I explore in depth in the Nameless Trio au) is of course my favorite.

But yeah, character dynamics are something that Rise does really well, and I really wish that they had gotten more time to explore new ones, and flesh out the ones that they'd already introduced.

Thanks for the ask!!!

[lover-of-mine]

Lady Whistledown... I will say now to appease your curiosity and so you can also be on the lookout. Although if you can wait till tomorrow morning to post, I would love it. Only because I'm watching comments...

Long story, not short. Right after 7 4 of course Ryan was a target for all the promo before that episode he and Oliver both did. Ryan's trying to steal the story. Working against Oliver, Tim, and Lou. Then anger calms down, then goes back up anytime Ryan speaks.

So how about we have a slow but effective campaign to review bomb his new movie.

Firstly, Ryan never stole a story from Lou, and Oliver doesn't promote that aspect of the story.

Second. I mean, on a moral level, really. We already had him saying how he just lost a part. How about even the rest of the cast.

Thirdly, if you really think you can get his attention using buzz words that he will notice, that makes him actually talk to Oliver about it and "back off"........ Is that really how you think Oliver takes it? Tim and production?

Lastly, I doubt this is successful. But even if a handful of them who create an extra few accounts or have mutuals help. It's still just a shitty thing to do.

I'm going to put it on tomorrow and watch it to give it streaming numbers and leave a nice review.

Hello my love.

This is actually kinda WILD. The idea that if you're mean enough to Ryan he's just gonna give up the thing he's been working towards for 6 years it's... I feel like even using delusional it's too little. And Ryan isn't the one who asks for interviews, he's just doing his job. This is... Seriously, if they are somehow loud enough to reach production, being aggressive towards Ryan makes it more likely for them to shorten whatever plotline Lou might have than extended it. Ryan is the main character. Please, god, make it make sense.

Ryan's movie isn't available to me yet, so I can't help with that, but I feel like watching it if you can is a good move.

[acsisz]

About DecaPolice's possible 18+ age rating (TGS info translation)

*Image above is from Level-5's official website's TGS Report Day 1.

So, back in September during TGS, Akihiro Hino (Level-5's President/CEO) had a stage interview with Danganronpa & Rain Code's creator Kazutaka Kodaka.

The video has since been deleted from Level-5's official channel (since they had said they'd only archive it for 3 months).

But I've rewatched that video so many times I can almost rewind a section of their conversation back in my head 😅.

And that section is about Decapolice's age rating.

Basically, what happened was:

Hino: I like the games made by Western people, it makes me feel like we Japanese people should band up and do our best as well.

Kodaka: Speaking of Western, I know Level-5 usually make family-friendly games, but don't you want to try making a CERO-Z (18+) game like them?

Hino: Well, to be honest, it's not a proclamation or anything, but the game we're currently making, Decapolice, might actually be CERO-Z (18+).

Kodaka: Seriously?

Hino: Yes. It looks cute on the outside, but the inside's just messy (dorodoro). It's hard since, when developing it I'm always told "No, you can't. That's impossible for this country and that country." (As in impossible to sell in some countries AKA banned). When faced with that, it makes me feel like, "Well, should we not then?". But still, I want to stay true to Decapolice's original essence as much as possible.

Kodaka: Then, do you like brutal scenes too?

Hino: No, no, I don't really like brutal scenes. But, I made those scenes so they could in turn elevate other better, more beautiful, scenes.

Kodaka: I've played the demo, but it feels like a team game, full of fun and light-hearted.

Hino: Oh no, the actual thing is super dark. It's filled with things like 'revenge', 'karma', etc.

Kodaka: Is that so?

Hino: Yes, this time (TGS) we're pushing it as another one of Level-5's family-friendly game. Although, in the upcoming future we'll be revealing what the game truly is, little by little.

Kodaka: I see, I'm pretty interested now.

And that's it.

I have confidence in my memory & translation ability, and you can also find the same info from both JP & ENG twitter accounts that were watching the interview, all shocked 😂.

Also, this Famitsu news article that basically wrote down their convos (in Japanese & shortened): https://s.famitsu.com/news/202309/23318239.html

One more thing...

I just want to mention that Decapolice's use of puppet forms is because Level-5 wants to sort of 'side-step' the age rating system, by making them cute puppets and dolls.

Here's a link to that bit of info's translation by user @DartsEnthusiast on twitter (they also post the original article's link there): https://twitter.com/DartsEnthusiast/status/1636145350749704194?t=R9lBFMpto7vC6qUjPqAt8Q&s=19

...And with that, see you guys later 👍🏻

[off-the-rails-raccoon]

TELL ME MORE OF YOUR HEADCANONS >:3 me wanna draw thema! anyones ideas to be honest-

- @cupidl0vesy0u

Cupid, my platonic beloved, you know i could NEVER ignore such a request. However, ya girl is seriously lacking in drawing worthy headcanons and just good headcanons in general so this is the best i could get, but THANK YOOUUU FOR PROMPTING ME TO TALK MORE ABOUT MY SILLY LITTLE HEADCANONS!!!!!

 —Tommy’s full name was Tommy Kraken Coward Careful Danger Innit, and on government or professional documents it was shortened to Tommy K. C. C. U. Innit. 

    The name ‘Tommy’ was given by Wilbur at their first meeting. Wilbur—even as young and inexperienced in reading people as he was at the time—was able to see the fierce determination to survive that shone in the younger's eyes as he ushered a smaller Tubbo behind him, using his free hand to wield a dirty stick as a make-shift sword; not unlike a soldier.

—Tommy's natural hair color was actually a golden brown—just a few shades lighter than Wilbur’s—but they dyed it to blonde when Tubbo dyed his natural blonde hair to brown. 

   However, he was forced to go back to being a brunette post-exile, mostly due to the fact it was too matted and unhealthy to even try to save, forcing him to get the messiest buzz cut ever.

    They re-dyed it sometime before The Prison Incident but allowed it to grow slightly past his shoulders even after revival and didn't care to deal with the brown roots. The length felt suffocating and claustrophobic, but he found comfort in the familiar feeling; even going as far as to purposefully only do half-up hairstyles. His personal favorite was half-up pigtails.

—Tommy always had, at the very least, five blades hidden in various places on his person at all times, to settle their intense paranoia; even as far as to have a razor blade kept under his tongue.

—Despite their bad experiences with heights, Tommy enjoyed sitting in high places and childishly swinging their legs off the edge. From this Tommy had grown into a very agile climber.

—Contrary to popular belief, Tommy was quite skilled in dealing with kids, so he'd often babysit the younger generation of the server in exchange for things only he found valuable such as mud, cobblestone, trinkets, moss, golden apples, bells of any sort, and cool rocks.

—Tommy found it difficult to tell that they're alive, and would occasionally spend days in a haze until someone reminded him to breathe.

   On those days—the days they felt like a mindless zombie roaming around without purpose, and he could swear he smelled of rot—plants would droop and wilt around him; a side effect of his reeking necromancy.

—Since his resurrection, butterflies have begun to flock Tommy, which left him to constantly wave them away. 

    They suspected it was due to the various flowers they kept sticking out of their pockets. Tommy does this not only because he simply likes picking flowers and collecting them, but also as a habit from war to ward away the rotten smell of the fallen soldiers.

—When they purposefully thought back to it, Tommy found that their memories of Logstedshire were oddly hazy and difficult to differentiate from the others. 

    Although, on the occasion something occurred that reminded him of the unwelcomed remembrances, he’d often undergo an intense PTSD-induced flashback, which acted as a painful reawakening for not only the same overwhelming emotional state they were in all that time ago, but also the physical pain they indured at the time of the traumatic event they "revisited".

—Tommy never cared much for their health more than the basic survival needs up until he met Tubbo and started tending to the goat’s wounds; Tubbo had very little experience with the streets when he had met Tommy, and Tommy felt a primitive obligation to help the older boy. 

    By treating the tiny injuries on Tubbo, most of which he wouldn't look twice at if he were to get them himself, Tommy learned of his natural affinity for first aid.

   Later in life, Niki taught them more complex first aid; and for as long as it took to learn, Tommy was Niki's apprentice in the earlier wars—which proved quite difficult to do considering Tommy had to simultaneously juggle the responsibility of being a young General as well as a military strategist.

—After Exile, Tommy picked up both crocheting and knitting as a coping mechanism and as a way to get used to their prosthetic hand, per Puffy’s request.    

    However, this proved to be difficult because the various explosions in Exile had eventually tore up the palms of his hands enough that they held a constant, involuntary tremble from nerve damage.

  Tommy, being the workaholic they were, would frequently crochet or knit well past the point of their fingers aching.

—Their own hygiene has never been much of a priority for Tommy, and by extension, neither were showers.

   Not only did they frequently forget, because they didn't consider it important enough to remember, but they also found it unbelievably inconvenient, both time wise and because of his scars. Tommy was covered head-to-toe in scars of various types and origins, to the point that they couldn't stand looking at himself even in mirrors, whether it was because they could no longer recognize themself, or because the scars only provided reminders. Most of the scars were so sensitive that even running water over them caused unbearable pain, especially the permanently cold water from their dirt hut. 

    As a solution, Tubbo and Ranboo would check on Tommy every few days to see if they had taken a shower—as well as his well being, but he didn't need to know that—and if he hadn't, they would have the younger come over and gently pressure him into taking a shower on low pressure with the lights off.

—The Godling of Mischief, who preferred the chosen name of ‘Drista’, was a lesser known Godling only ever found in the form of a small pixie, dressed in red, white, and black jester attire with star detailing. 

    Drista resembled a thorn covered doll carved from twisting wood,  with a large wind-up key in her middle back, and doll-like joints that would emit an eerie clicking sound with every jittery motion; her  movements were erratic and twitchy, as if controlled by some unseen force. She has a humanoid figure with digitigrade legs, a second set of arms, eight insectoid wings, and a grotesque face too hard to describe; Drista would often don a porcelain mask that covers her entire face, designed to look like an entirely different face with an glaring expression, painted with stereotypical clown makeup. (<- not too happy with this because the inspiration behind the face is a VERY difficult to explain mask i found on pinterest)

—As an effect of having to take care of Wilbur most of their life, Tommy had grown quite a skill in cooking, enough that they were considered the second best chef on the server, right behind Technoblade's potato dishes.

    Tommy would occasionally even practice baking as well, though, they weren’t as good at it as they were with cooking. Because of this, Tubbo and Ranboo—who both lack the ability of cooking quality food despite both being adults, tax-payers, and parents—would always rely on him to cook the important food when an occasion occurs.

—At some point in late Exile, Dream had taken to carving a crude and messy Glasgow grin into Tommy’s face as a grotesque replica of the mask the older is known so well to wear. There wasn’t much to do about it when it was still healing and delicate enough for the stitches to pop open at even the slightest movement, but as soon as it had completely healed—which was well into his stay with Technoblade—Tommy subconsciously started a habit of scratching it as a way to fidget. Over time it got bad enough that they had managed to scratch a gaping hole through their right cheek, leaving their teeth visible. (<- i totally did made this on the spot for this very post and it needs to be re-done but i have no clue how lolol)

—After Wilbur’s death, Tommy took ownership of his trench coat and adamantly refused to alter the dimensions of it to better fit them.

—Tommy had lingering slight animalistic body language from when he was raised from the age of four to eight by packs of wolves. (<- i wish i could elaborate but I DON'T KNOW HOOOWWWWAUH)

By sending this you single-handedly brought back my will and motivation to write so i thank you again !!

also its crazy how much i think about ctommy and only ctommy

[nil-nothing-nada]

IMPORTANT NOTICE: This post is now considered outdated due to recent developments in my Stardew Valley AU. Please refer to more recent character posts for information.

Quincy Headcanons

(This is my partially self-insert farmer oc! I'm less worried about being cringe than I used to be so this guy is pretty self indulgent, hehehe.)

30 Years Old

Non-Binary (He/They/It/Xe)

Pansexual

Full name is Quincy Woodrow.

Sometimes goes by "Quill." His full name will occasionally be shortened to "Quill Wood." (Sounds familiar...)

Needs glasses partially because they messed up their vision by staring at screens in the dark while researching supernatural phenomena.

Was ecstatic when they found out they inherited their Grandpa's farm in the valley because that area is known to be a hub for supernatural activity. Moving there gave Quincy the perfect opportunity for their research. (You can really tell this guy is inspired by Ford from Gravity Falls...)

Renamed their grandpa's farm to "Cryptic Farm" mostly so that they could label their produce stuff like "cryptic eggs" or "cryptic jelly" just because they think it's funny.

Created many of the modern names for mines and cavern monsters. He is particularly known for his studies of goliath spiders, attempts at rehabilitating cursed skeletons, and investigations of ghosts.

Has a pet cat-sized spider named Raphael and a living skeleton assistant named Michael. He also has a horse named Gabriel. (Yeah, I'm obsessed with the monster pets mod. It just fits too well!)

All of his farm animals are named after medicinal herbs mentioned in the Bible/Book of Yoba. (He isn't religious, he just thinks that angels and old herbal medicine are cool.)

Really upset with how young he looks because people take his research less seriously.

Is actually quite a bit stronger than he looks because he handles monsters and does farmwork, he's just naturally built a bit thin.

Much more scared of normal bugs than the giant mine bugs because he can't see them as well.

Is willing to do dubious things to get answers to his mysteries.

Would've adopted Krobus, but Quincy can't stand the inside of house being hot and humid. The two are still great friends, though.

Trying to find whoever M. Jasper is so that he can talk about aliens and dwarves with them.

Super interested in Mr. Qi because of his connection to the valley's supernatural activity and his strange biology. (He might also have a little bit of a crush just because Mr. Qi is one of the only sapient monsters that he hasn't been able to figure out, which he finds really attractive for some reason.)

At some point in his storyline his heart just stops beating but he's magically still fully alive and functional which leads to a lot of angst as he tries to figure out if he's actually dead or alive. (He develops some light streaks in his hair during this arc because I think it looks cool and if any of you mention Wilbur Soot I will boil you alive.)

[straightfacedstrangeness]

Thought I could just quickly finish episode 30 this morning before work without pausing every five seconds to screenshot and check the manga, cus I thought for sure it would all be sexual tension/misunderstandings/angst (you know, the boring stuff 😂) but turns out A) they cut a LOT of stuff out for time and B) My Dude has a scene I thought was added to the anime but actually I just forgot it was in the manga, so here’s another anime-manga comparison no one asked for

I had to take out some images cus of the post limit, so opening context is that Godai’s at a pachinko parlor, stoops down to pick a pachinko ball off the floor, and sees that the other person reaching for it is Yotsuya.

Anime staff REALLY wanted this episode to be fully 1/2 “the gang mopes around thinking that Kyoko got engaged without telling them” and for it to end on Kyoko finding a scantily clad woman in Godai’s new apartment, so they cut out a ton of scenes. The main thing is that it reduces the amount of screentime for the freeloader couple, so they just seem more annoying and less threatening (for example, the manga version of the pachinko scene has Godai at the parlor with the husband, who’s A: gambling away money he could be using to move out, and B: trying to bully Godai for more money). But a side effect is that the anime also significantly shortens this scene where Godai runs into Yotsuya and they go talk at a cafe. In the manga they sit and stare for a second before the typical “Oh, it’s you, what are you doing here?” kind of small talk, but…

…in the anime, it’s so condensed that the first line is Yotsuya going “Buy me a drink,” and he starts saying it basically the moment they lock eyes 😂 These guys haven’t seen each other in 10 days (a month in the manga) and no “Hello” or “Oh it’s you,” just straight to hitting him up for food. In the manga it’s possible they both went for the pachinko ball and didn’t recognize each other til a moment later, but the anime makes it seem like either Yotsuya being surprised and just blurting this out OR that he already knew it was Godai and bent to get the ball as an excuse to talk to him.

The anime also heavily condenses the following scene to allow it to end on a dramatic note before cutting away to Kyoko finding the mystery woman in Godai’s apartment

Again the scene is very condensed, so Yotsuya just quickly teases Godai (it’s unlikely he would have forgotten WHY Godai moved out) and calmly reveals it was a misunderstanding, that Kyoko (~ “Ms. Manager” subbed phonetically here as “Kanrinin-san”) isn’t getting married. Without anything else shown onscreen, it’s easy to read it as Yotsuya genuinely reassuring Godai, possibly having invited him to the cafe specifically to have this conversation.

The manga plays it VERY differently

Yotsuya goes out of his way to make Godai feel stupid and unloved, telling him everyone’s fine without him, no one misses him, and explaining the misunderstanding by way of “you’re an idiot for taking it so seriously.”

In the vein of my last rant about the anime’s voice acting choices adding a LOT of nuance and clarity to Yotsuya’s ambiguous character (being fairly expressionless and often speaking in vague phrases or teasing/lies, it’s hard to know how to interpret his manga lines), this scene is difficult to interpret in the manga. He often says cruel things to Godai, is he being cruel here for fun? Then again, a following chapter has Kyoko angrily lying to Godai that all the apartments are full and he can’t move back, because she’s so hurt and jealous believing that he moved away from Ikkoku to live with another woman. Yotsuya’s opening line of “I didn’t expect to ever see you again,” and the existence of an earlier chapter where he gets upset about Godai trying to repair the hole between their walls—publicly humiliates him in retaliation—then bothers him for attention when Godai gives him the silent treatment (not even counting his worried tone of voice when he asks if Godai has somewhere to stay in the anime version of the scene where Godai moves out), could mean that he’s behaving the same way as Kyoko, being cruel to Godai because he’s so hurt that Godai left without even keeping in touch, or from worrying about him in the meantime.

I suspect Rumiko Takahashi wouldn’t have talked much about Yotsuya’s character in interviews, partly since he’s a side character and partly to maintain his air of mystery, but I’d LOVE to know what she was thinking about his motivations when she wrote for him, or if she had any secret backstory in mind to explain his actions. It’s entirely probable that she just wrote his character around whatever she thought would be funny in a given scene, though.

[tomboyfriends]

hey, do you have any advice for women trying to build muscle? I'm specifically looking to build some muscle in my chest.

Ok, so I'm going to be completely honest with you and tell you that I am less than one year into seriously weight training. I am by no means an expert nor am I a health professional. With that in mind, I'll tell you what I know. :) You are free to message me as well if there's anything more you would like to know. It's impossible to cover everything in one post but I will do my best to be helpful. There is quite frankly SO MUCH to learn about growing muscle, but it is doable. If you have a curious and open mind and love to research then those are amazing assets to have because there are always ways to refine your technique and improve diet and rest. These might seem pretty basic so maybe you already know a lot of this (I don't know your experience level so I'm gonna talk as if speaking to a total newbie) but I'll cover what I think is important. Eat lots of protein. Shoot for 0.7-0.8g of protein per pound of lean body mass. If you are already pretty lean you can use your normal weight but if you are obese then you should try to figure out how much of your weight is fat and calculate your lean body mass from there. Protein powders such as whey protein and pea protein are very helpful and can be more affordable than other sources. Some people will say 1g of protein per pound of body weight but honestly it may be a bit overkill. Try to eat your protein not all in one sitting otherwise your body will convert a bunch of it into energy instead of muscle. Have some of your daily protein with each meal instead, you can break it into snacks as well. Train hard, REST HARDER. If you don't rest your body will not be able to create more muscle. Get at least 8 hours nightly, more is probably better. After working out, do not exercise the same muscles you trained for a minimum of 48 hours. Use this time to exercise different muscle groups, or rest. Technique/form >>> lifting heavy. Form is important for safety and to also ensure you are stimulating the targeted muscles instead of inadvertently using other parts of the body to get the work done. Control the eccentric (lengthening the muscle) phase of an exercise by performing it slowly for 1-3 seconds. Concentric (shortening/contracting the muscle) phases can be done explosively and quickly but you must always be in control of the weight and not use momentum to move the weight around. Rest 1-3 minutes (some people say minimum 2 minutes, you can also rest longer if needed) between sets to make both your muscles AND nervous system enough time to recover. STOP THE WORKOUT IF YOU ARE EXPERIENCING PAIN/NAUSEA/LIGHTHEADEDNESS/FEELING FAINT/ANYTHING ELSE YOU'RE CONCERNED ABOUT. Some discomfort is okay, but as soon as you feel pain in your muscles or joints or anything else that is serious you have to stop or you may seriously harm yourself. It is important to be in contact with your primary healthcare provider and adapt your workouts to your own specific health needs. BE PATIENT. Women can expect to gain about one pound of muscle per month through weight training. You should not weight train solely for muscle gain, but also for the health benefits in improved cardiovascular health, improved mental health, increased energy and strength, better sleeping habits, and good diet (lots of proteins and veggies). Record the types of exercises you do, how many sets and reps you did, and how much weight you used for those sets and reps. Weight training is built upon the concept of progressive overload, which means increasing training volume (weights * sets * reps) over time, by increasing one (or more) of those variables (so upping the weight, sets, and/or reps). In order to utilize progressive overload effectively, you MUST record your progress so that you are not guessing how much you lifted the last session and end up potentially stunting your progress. When you're putting in this much time and effort you do not want to wing it and waste a workout session. --

Now, you want to build chest muscle. I personally work more on leg and arm muscles but I do work out my entire body. I'm saying this to convey that I am not the most experienced. However, this is what I know. You should try to get around 10 sets of chest exercises weekly to stimulate muscle growth (standard across the board for muscular hypertrophy in any muscle group). You can do more (I do bc I have a lot of free time) but don't burn yourself out, because consistency is arguably the most important factor when it comes to muscle growth. You have to commit for several months and then years. 10 sets of 5-8 reps (repetitions) weekly should cause muscular hypertrophy (muscle growth). You can do all ten sets in one session, or break it down into two sessions where you do five sets each. It all depends on your personal schedule. Start light in order to get accustomed to whichever chest exercises you choose first, and then lift the heaviest you can without breaking form/cheating the rep. It is completely possible to work out your chest muscles without doing bench presses. HOWEVER, in the event that you do bench presses, here are some safety tips. NEVER use clips to secure weights on either side of the barbell when you are performing bench presses without a spotter, otherwise you may become stuck when failing a bench press and will be unable to free yourself because the weights are unable to slide off onto the floor, lightening the bar. Bench pressing without a QUALIFIED spotter (not some gym rando you don't know) is not ideal, however it can be hard to get a spotter so that's why I'm giving you this tip in case you decide to solo bench press anyway. Personally I almost never bench press and opt to use the machines which are much safer to use solo. Personally I use pec/chest fly machines and chest press machines to work out my chest, along with shoulder presses to stimulate part of the upper chest (but of course those are mostly for my shoulders). On youtube there are a bunch of demonstration videos (including by women) so you can look at those if you need more guidance than the instructional stickers on the sides of exercise machines. Remember to get good stretches of the chest muscles under tension on chest fly machines (cable machines are good too) bc that stimulates the muscles a bunch and results in good growth. Incline chest presses are good too. You can use pushups to stimulate muscle growth in the chest, HOWEVER it is not possible to utilize progressive overload using calisthenics (exercises with (little to) no external weights/objects) unless you like... idfk wear a backpack with weight on it or something. So you can use this to grow chest muscle initially, however your growth would end up plateauing after a certain point. If you have any more questions just let me know, again I'm not a pro but I'm glad to help in any way I can. There is so much more I could have added but I hope this post has helped you at least even a little bit. Edit: This ask refused to publish a few times because of how damn long my post was lmao

[ateezscupid]

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂

Pyeon Sang-wook x afab!reader

first post on tumblr — this is kind of inspired by my fanfic on wattpad but instead i added a twist. it’s a LITTLE rushed but — enjoy 💁🏽‍♀️

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: self-harm mentioned, blood (maybe gore? someone’s death is mentioned), oral (f), unprotected sex.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: 2.9k

It’s been a few weeks since your first nosebleed. Everyone in the apartments was a little on edge because of how many were catching what they thought was a virus. Jae-heon believed it was a curse, but nobody took him seriously.

You took the opportunity to get close to the Apartments gangster, Pyeon Sangwook.

He was an… compelling character. His cold demeanor was intimidating, but deep down, you knew he had a soft spot. You made sure to be slow with your approach. You didn’t want to overwhelm him. He already seemed paranoid, as it is.

It didn’t take long for him to be comfortable around you. He was still quiet, but his responses became somewhat longer. Sometimes even having detail. Your conversations with him were either about the monsters outside of the building or things that have happened in the past. He told you how he got his burn in the first place, and you told him about your issues with self-harm.

He didn’t tell you, but he was proud. He was proud you were clean for two years. You didn’t know if he had any issues with self-harm before, but judging from his expression when you told him your story, he had to have lost someone.

Now you were in his apartment helping him clean up. He went rummaging through his apartment, looking for an image of a little girl. You didn’t know why and he refused to tell you.

You soon found out why when you saw him beating the lights out of another tenant with a hammer. The scene was so graphic you felt like throwing up. The blood splashed on the walls nearby, his hands were drenched, and what made it worse was he had been struck as well. He was hit in the back of the head, and the wound made you cringe. When he tried to walk and drag the boy outside, he almost fell.

He was lucky you cared enough to drag him back inside before a monster got to him. Though, the boy he killed had been eaten. The only thing he told you about the boy was that he hurt children. He didn’t go into more detail.

“What do you want me to do with this?” You asked, holding up a jacket that was covered in holes. He walked over and snatched it out of your hands.

“Keeping.” He answered quickly, his voice a bit raspy.

“You sound like a hoarder. You can't even wear that jacket anymore, so why are you keeping it? You could feed it to the monsters.” You chuckle. He doesn’t say anything and stares at the jacket, huffing and handing it back to you.

“I think we’re good for now; there’s enough space to walk.” You fold the jacket and sit it on the armrest of the couch. He nods silently and sits on the sofa, pulling a box of cigarettes out of his pocket. You rushed over and snatched it from his hands.

“Wha-“

“No. This’ll shorten your life span; we’re all trying to stay alive!”

“…” He stared blankly. “But I want to smoke.”

“I don’t care? From this point on, you’ll quit smoking, and I'll help you. We don’t know how long we’ll be here, so…” You throw the cigarette box in the corner of the room. He didn’t dare stand up to grab it.

He became more obedient around you. You were the only person who cared about him. He was emotionally closed off and didn’t know how to respond to affection. His best response was to stay quiet and let you do your thing. The love felt nice, but it felt awkward. It felt worse when he realized he started falling for you…romantically.

He became overprotective of you. Slightly possessive but not so possessive that it was unhealthy. Whenever you were alone, his hands had to be on you. His eyes followed you wherever you went, and his body wouldn’t tense up when you touched him. He fell in love, and he didn’t know if you liked him back.

Luckily you did, but with someone as cold as him, you didn’t know how to confess. You two would sit in silence sometimes, and the atmosphere around you would be thick enough to cut with a knife. The reason you fell for him was how he would protect you and care for you, something you didn’t have growing up. Even though he tried to hide his affection for you, you would tease him enough to make him blush. He took a role in your relationship that made you feel cared for and loved, even if he didn’t know how to show it.

The reason he liked you wasn’t only because you were attractive but because you treated him like he was an average person. Because of his past, people were scared of him. The blood of his victims was stained on his hands, yet you held them without worry. Knowing you weren’t scared of him, he felt like he could be himself.

Again you two sat in silence. The TV didn’t work because of the electricity cutting out at random times, so you were comfortable in each other's presence. Though today something felt off. He felt off.

It wasn’t like he didn’t have thoughts about running his hands over your body before, and it wasn’t like you didn’t have the same thoughts about doing it to him. It was just he acted normal whenever he had those thoughts. He acted as if they didn’t bother him. Whenever you weren’t around, he’d deal with it himself and go about his day. Usually, it wouldn’t take long either, so why was he feeling like this now?

It was like a pounding feeling in his lower stomach. Not only butterflies. His heart was racing, and those dirty thoughts came back.

He side-eyed you, his eyes wandering your body. First, he looked at your chest, then slowly moved down your body until his eyes met your waist. He quickly averted his attention and cleared his throat, stood up, and walked to the bathroom. He closed the door behind him without speaking a word.

Oh, that was it.

A smirk tugged at the corner of your lips as you stood up and strolled to the door, knocking on it gently. You didn’t get an answer. You hit on it again. Still no answer.

“Sangwook, you okay?” You asked. There was no response. “You can’t stay in the bathroom forever. We need to go down to the lobby soon-“

“I’m fine.” He said in a rush. “Go without me.”

“Are you sure? If there’s anything wrong, you know I’m here to help you. I won’t make fun of you or anything?” You leaned against the door. Pressing your ear against it, you could hear rustling behind it. He thought he was slick.

“I said I’m fine, just go.” It sounded like he was out of breath.

“Are you sure? You know, I know some stuff about the body! If you got cut or something, I can help patch it up!”

“It’s not that!” He raised his voice slightly. Your eyebrows raised from the sudden change in tone.

“So then what is it?” He’s horny, duh.

He didn’t answer. You heard his clothes rustling behind the door, and then he opened it. He looked completely fine. That’s what you told yourself until you saw his face was red. Not the typical red.

“Your face is kind of…red. Do you-“

“Can you help me?” He mustered up the courage to ask you. This was the first time you’ve ever seen him embarrassed. “Please.”

“I, um, sure? With what?” You crossed your arms.

“Don’t make me say it.”

You weren’t that mean. You nodded, and he grabbed your wrist, pulling you away from the bathroom and into his bedroom, which you helped him clean. But you were a bit irritated knowing the sheets would be messed up after you took time making his bed perfectly.

“I was hoping you’d ask; I was waiting.” You whispered as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He wasn’t very experienced when it came to sex, but he knew the basics of it. And he could catch on to what his partner liked, and that partner was you.

“Are you sure?” He placed a hand on your waist. “I don’t want to make it seem like you have to.”

“No, you’re not making it seem like that. I’ve wanted to do this, and I’m ready.” You lifted one hand and placed it on his cheek, caressing it gently as he pulled your body closer.

He lifted your chin and placed his lips on yours. You two kissed for the first time. It was so gentle you felt like you were melting into him. His rough hands suddenly felt soft as they held your waist, slowly moving them to your hips and gripping them softly. Not only were his hands soft, but his lips were too. Much different from what you assumed they felt like. You didn’t want to stop kissing him.

He pulled away from the kiss and turned you around, laying you on the bed and beginning to kiss your neck. He was handling your body as if you were fragile. You assumed he would be rough. You weren’t going to complain, though.

His soft kisses on your neck turned slightly rough as he nibbled on it, creating minor marks that would let everyone know you’re his. He pulled away for a moment to pull your shirt up and over your head, throwing it on the ground and staring at your chest. He couldn’t believe your body was exposed to him like this, but he made sure to use it the best way possible.

He reached behind you and unclamped your bra, sliding it from underneath your body and throwing it on top of your shirt. He hovered his hand over your breast as if asking for permission and you nodded. He held it gently, his index finger occasionally running over your nipple. It made you moan softly.

He bent down and took your other breast into his mouth, which made you shut your eyes tightly and whimper. This was a new feeling. His tongue on your nipple while his hand played with your other, it was overwhelming yet it felt amazing.

The hand that was on your breast moved down your body and unbuttoned your pants, pulling them down. You helped by moving your legs and kicking them off; he threw them on the floor. His hand played with the rim of your underwear, pulling at them until he slipped his hand inside of them. You brought your hand down to grab into his wrist, your back arching off of the bed once his fingers pressed into your clit.

He rubbed small circles over it, sending small shock waves throughout your body. It wasn’t like you hadn’t touched yourself before, but having someone else touch you felt different. It felt better. He lifted his head and your breast was no longer in his mouth. Your wetness pooled in your underwear, making it easier for him to rub you faster.

Then he pushed a finger inside of your entrance. Your body flinched and another moan came from your parted lips, but this one was louder. He looked up, seeing your eyebrows tied in a knot and your eyes shut right. Your expressions were telling him he was doing a good job.

He thrusted his finger in and out slowly, giving you time to adjust to the feeling before adding another in. Already your body felt like falling apart at the seams. He kissed your cheek as he fingered you, using his thumb to rub your clit simultaneously.

You cursed under your breath, throwing your head back. Your hips squirmed underneath him and that let him know he had to hold you down, otherwise you wouldn’t stop moving.

He kissed down your body, pulling his fingers out and pulling your underwear down when he made it. He threw them on the floor and spread your legs gently, wrapping his arms around them and diving into your core, his tongue flattening against your entrance as he took one lick.

“Fuck…” you mumbled, grabbing onto a pillow your head was laying on. His middle and ring finger prodded at your entrance while his mouth attacked your clit, which overwhelmed you. And before you knew it, his fingers were inside you.

You dug your nails into the pillow, choking on your own moans as he thrusted his fingers faster than before, curling them to hit your sweet spots. A knot formed inside of your stomach, begging to unravel as your moans grew louder, bouncing off the walls of his bedroom. He stopped holding your legs and your thighs squeezed against his face, but that didn’t stop his work. You brought one of your hands down and ran your fingers through his hair, arching your back with trembling legs.

The knot unraveled, causing you to moan the loudest yet. It sent waves of pleasure through your body, white dots hazing your vision. This had to have been your strongest orgasm yet, it made you feel euphoric.

He took his fingers out and backed away, putting them in his mouth. That shocked you.

“You taste good,” he smiled, placing his hand on your stomach. “you did great. I can let you rest before we-“

“Put it in.” You blurted out. “Please, I-I’m okay just please.”

He didn’t bother taking his shirt off. He unbuckled his belt and threw it on the floor, taking his pants and boxers off and discarding them with the rest of your clothes. He got in between your legs, spreading them a bit more and leaning down to kiss your lips. You returned the kiss and held his face softly, feeling his tip play with your entrance before going inside.

You hissed, moving your hands to his shoulders as you moaned. He kissed your forehead and slowly pushed the rest of his length inside of you, holding your hip with one hand to comfort you.

“You’re…big—fuck!” you whined, pulling him down so his chest was pressed against yours.

“Does it hurt?” his gentle voice in your ear was helping you forget about the pain. You shook your head and he sat up a bit, pulling his hips back. You hissed again, causing his hips to halt.

“I’m not moving until you’re sure it doesn’t hurt.” He spoke. At least he cared enough to wait.

After a couple minutes, you nodded and he nodded slightly back. He pushed his hips, his member going back inside of you. You let out a sigh of relief finally feeling pleasure. He kept his pace slow but consistent, holding himself up by his forearms. Your hands held onto his arms as you both stared at each other. He was admiring you, loving how your face scrunched up whenever he went back inside.

You moaned softly, turning your head to the side and whimpering. He kissed your cheek and moved his hips faster, your grip on him tightening automatically.

“Your moans are so cute.” He whispered. You tightened around his member because of what he said.

“F-Faster…” you begged. He sat up and planted his hands on the bed, moving one of them to grab the underside of your knee and lift one leg up. He surprised you by a constant barrage of thrusts, constantly hitting your g-spot. The knot inside of your stomach came back, and this time you knew this orgasm would probably make you pass out.

Your back arched off the bed as you moaned his name. You grabbed a pillow beside you and clung onto it, tears forming in the corner of your eyes and falling down your cheeks. You were still so sensitive from your orgasm before, it felt like your body was falling apart. In a good way. With his other arm, he rested on his forearm and leaned down to kiss you on the forehead.

Judging from the noises you made and your expressions, he knew you were close. He kissed your neck, giving you the chance to wrap your arms around him. You clawed at his back because of how good he made you feel. A constant tingling feeling that wasn’t going away any time soon.

“I—I’m…I’m c-cumming…” you stammered, moaning loudly as you felt the knot in your stomach unravel.

“Me too…” he said in a raspy tone. Small grunts and moans could be heard from him. You moved your hand on his head, gripping his hair as she moaned the loudest you could. And then it happened, your long awaited orgasm.

You clenched around him, yelling his name as you felt a large amount of liquid leave your body. Not only did he made you cum, but he made you squirt.

The sudden tightening around his member made his hips stutter. Then he stopped, groaning your name softly as he emptied his load inside of you. Both of you were too worn out to realize he didn’t wear a condom.

You laid there, your eyes struggling to stay open and your body hot. You could tell it had been a while since he last had sex. A long while. He tried pulling out but you held him, holding him down and hugging him. For the first time, he smiled. He smiled and laid down, his head on your chest.

“I wanna stay like this for a while…” you mumbled.

“That’s fine with me.” He held her close. “I…um,” he wanted to say it, but felt like he would be rejected.

“I love you too.” you stroked his hair softly. You felt his body relax on top of yours and you were the first to fall asleep. He fell asleep afterward, finally feeling what it felt like to be loved.

[8107raptcustode]

So, let's go over my and my alters' Helluva/Hazbin inserts

Note: this is running under @nottapossum 's au to a large extent

Further note: given the day, I feel I must clarify this is *not* a joke post, aright? 100% seriousness here.

Running under them all having been distinct souls stuck inhabiting the same body in life. Still bound together in death via chains similar to the ones from deals, but at least they have distinct bodies now. All the chains really do is make it so they can't actually sell their souls. Not one has control over the others.

🐍👢 Vincent(Me!): Is a sinner with the appearance of a melanistic sidewinder (or desert horned viper as it's also known.)

He is in large part a snake regressor (60% easy) with most of the remaining percentage being little, and some traces of caregiver and guardian in there.

Favorite foods: raw veggies with buttermilk ranch, milk with barley powder, chilli, baked beans, and fruit smoothies

Takes a bit of a Western/farmboy aesthetic both in and out of headspace. In headspace it's taken up to 11, but even out of it he's rarely seen not wearing a plaid shirt, leather duster, and stetson hat. Talks the part too, having grown up in Texas almost his entire childhood.

He does occasionally work with Carmilla, testing weapons for accuracy, balance, ease of use, etc. Finds he's a better judge with firearms.

Very much a musician at heart. Often heard singing old folk songs and gunslinger ballads softly to himself. His singing voice is rich and sweet, but still requires practice to properly hit notes.

🦂🌼 Aster is 80% guardian, 18% caretaker, 2% neutral.

He's a sinner that takes the appearance of a South African deathstalker scorpion, with the ability to shoot venom from his tail included. He will spray involuntarily if sufficiently startled, but the venom is heavily diluted even with a direct sting and at most makes the victim really tired, burns a bit like peroxide if it touches a mucous membrane like the mouth or eyes. He's actually used it to sedate some of the others when they start getting panicky or excessively violent.

He speaks with a Middle English dialect, but don't be fooled, it's just an affectation. Sometimes the fact he has chelicerae in place of a normal mouth does make speaking difficult.

He does have pedipalps with slender claws. They sprout from between his shoulder blades like wings and are held above his shoulders when he feels there's a threat, otherwise he tucks them neatly behind his back. He'll hold them off to the sides if carrying anything with them. Besides those he has two pairs of normal arms, one of which he keeps folded over his midsection when not in use, and two pairs of legs.

He does have bad hips and occasionally requires a cane to get around comfortably.

In terms of fashion choices, he tends to lean toward a Victorian style. Button vest, lace-fly pants, cloaked tailcoat, long leather boots, and tricorne hat

Very much a bread and meat enthusiast when it comes to food, and has the gut to show it. If he's cooking it's all but guaranteed to be a roast, a meat stew, or a grilled cut/patty dish.

Before coming to the Hotel he spent most of his time in the Cannibal Colony. While he didn't get the opportunity in life, he did wish to try something more "exotic" to say the least. Helped run a butchery there for some time, left when the butcher ran afoul of Alastor. Doesn't have much rapport with Rosie, being relatively new to the colony overall, but does have a crush on her nonetheless.

Note: Do not try to shorten his name, and do not call him "Daisy." Assuming he's familiar with you he will cease speaking with you until he gets an apology. If unfamiliar you will be torn apart and eaten. An exception is made for sign language as the signs for "Daisy" and "Aster" are the same unless fingerspelled.

Like Vin he is very much a musical type, his voice being just a bit deeper, but also more rough and gravelly. Primarily he focuses on love songs, chain gang songs, and sea shanties.

🕸🤘 Rhiannon: 98% caregiver, 2% guardian

Takes the form of a regal jumping spider. She does have fanged chelicerae at the corners of her mouth that fold over her upper lip and pedipalps that sprout from her lower mandible, but her venom is not significant and even if she were to bite (which would never happen unless she was protecting someone) it wouldn't have much effect beyond a slight blister and rash around the area.

Speaks with a slight Midwestern US accent, and her voice is usually bright and cheery.

Fashion-wise she tends to just stick with a t-shirt and pants or shorts with a loose fit.

Like Aster she has two sets of arms and two sets of legs, but she doesn't keep either set of arms folded, choosing to let them rest on her hips or hang at her sides most of the time.

Favorite foods are pasta bolognese, eggplant parmesan, and fried dill pickles.

She'll answer to "Rhi" or "RhiRhi"

Worked as a bartender in Club Kaiju for a bit, but found that she really just couldn't keep up with the size of the patrons. Still on good terms with Missy Zilla, though.

Not as musically inclined as the others, but does find herself tapping along to a random beat a lot of the time.

🐙💡 Isaac: 87% neutral, 13% caregiver

Looks a mindflayer with a blue-ringed octopus pattern, 5 tentacles hanging around his mouth. Can change colors to blend in somewhat, but the rings turn much brighter when excited, agitated, or frightened. Also sprays noxious ink when startled, though there's not any range on it, so the most that happens is he needs to change clothes and/or clean the floor under him. Can also summon tentacles from most surfaces and has some psychic influence to be able to calm people very slightly on touch.

He's *extremely* skinny. Unhealthily so. He deals with regular major depressive episodes that make him not have any appetite.

His favorite food, when he can stomach it, is crab rangoon, but he'll at least try to eat pretty much any seafood if given to him regardless of his appetite.

He doesn't really speak that much if at all. Finds writing and sign language to be easier, especially with the tentacles in the way.

Does do occasional work for Valentino, being able to summon tentacles has its uses in that industry, after all. And thus does have some relation with Angel Dust, albeit limited.

Like the rest he has musical inclinations. His longer, spindly fingers make it easier to play guitar, bass, harp, and piano.

🦈🐺 Gareth: 50% shark regressor, 50% little. Permaregressor as well.

Smallest of the bunch, he stands just a head over Niffty. Takes the form of a spurdog with a cerulean skin tone, complete with a venomous barb in front of his dorsal fins that causes extreme pain and swelling. Almost always wearing a specialized harness set so he doesn't accidentally prick anyone.

Besides his harness, he's usually wearing only a pair of jeans or shorts. Shirts press on the dorsal fin between his shoulders too much.

He was bounced around between the caregivers in the group based on who was the least busy at the time. There was one incident where Valentino pissed him off enough to try and bite a chunk out of him, but the other overlords he's met he got on fine with. Except Alastor, who seemed to only begrudgingly tolerate his presence. (He's a shark regressor, so major dog vibes) And especially Vox, who seemed to absolutely light up, both figuratively and literally, on meeting him.

Doesn't talk much, because he can usually get his point across just fine without words. Does bark and whine like a puppy. And when he does speak his speech patterns are somewhat robotic, unless he's quoting a spoken line, then he'll match the candor of the original speaker.

Favorite foods: jambalaya, black pudding, sweet potatoes, and fried mushrooms with ranch.

And, like the others, he likes to play music. Ocarina and tin/low whistle are his favorite instruments, and so long as he can play a song on either he's happy to do so.

[leffee]

what would be the guidlines for fic requests?

Fanfic requests guidelines⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩

Well, I was going to have that in a post but now that I have this ask I suppose I will talk about those fanfic requests here. Idk if anyone remembers that but some time ago I talked about it, so if you're having deja vu that's why.

First of all I won't write smut (to be clear, by this I mean sexual acts and that's it. Anything else if fine as long as you're not weird about it. I myself enjoy having Vinnie tied up, blindfolded, and gagged sometimes. Yes, I'm serious. The difference is that for most people who think about others like that it's sexual in nature because it invloves sexual arousal and sexual acts, but to me? It's just a nice way to make physical sensations more intense which I think are great cause I love touch (I mean in fiction, no one ever touches me irl fr cause I ugly :( ). Also nothing drugs related.

Everything else is fine I think, be it gore, violence, alcohol etc. I prefer to write them in a human au or anthropomorphic au (basically humans but with ears and tails etc) but I can write them like they are in lps, so as pets or any other au you might want.

While those are general rules there can be things I didn't think of, so still, if I see something I'm uncomfortable with I probably won't write it.

Now, arguably the most important point here: I want to hear back from the person who requests. If I spent my time writing for you then I want a little something back - preferably a comment on ao3 where those things would be, but if you really don't want to do it there then send me an ask here on tumblr, or even in my dm's. Of course there you can't be anonymous so keep that in mind. I'm serious, if someone requests and I don't get an acknowledgement that you read what I wrote for you I won't take another request from that person. I will turn off anon asks if I have to. I'm not trying to be mean here, I don't mean that you have to absolutely praise me with multiple sentences, but I just want to know you read what I wrote for you.

I don't guarantee your request will be done quickly, as in I'm giving myself unlimited time to write it. If I don't let you know that I don't want to write it then it means I do want to, but I don't know when it will be done. Remember that one time when I did open requests and then didn't write one I got from lpsluvblr until like a year later? Yeeeah. Basically be ready it might take this long. Seriously, I don't get payed for that, so I don't promise I will do it quickly.

Another important thing: I need at least a short description of the plot. Don't just send me a name of the ship, or request like this one anon sent me this time I opened them "Turth or dare fanfic". Sorry if you're reading this anon :') I promise I'm not trying to be mean or point you out, I just want to show what is too little for me. So in this example at least tell me who you want to be involved and what to happen. Basically the longer and more detailed the better, not just because for me but also for you - the more specific request the more I know how to write it in a way that you will like it. You want one person in the ship to act more dominant? You headcanon Russell with specific skin color? Your Pepper and Sunil don't really like each other but it's not the main point of the ship? Tell me. I won't be able to write it if I don't know it.

Oh, also a few Vinnie-specific things for me: if he is included in the ship you want in the request I'm automatically making him the more submissive one, I am not making him any taller - he is the shortest motherfucker there and I ain't changing that, basically if he is involved I'm writing him the way I imagine him, the one and only thing I can change is shorten his hair since I like him with really long ones, so if that's something that bothers you feel free to tell him. Aside from that I'm not changing him, you have to pay me to write him tall, I'm serious.

TL;DR:

no smut or drugs

preferably human or anthropomorphic au

if there is something I'm uncomfortable with even when you followed all those rules I will let you know that I won't write it

I want to hear back from you, even if it's just a few emojis or something like "Thanks for writing it for me, I appreciate it"

your request will be done but I don't know how quickly (or not quickly at all)

give me at least some details of plot of what you want to happen

Vinnie stays short and the more submssive side of the ship (in a non-sexual sense cause ew)

Request preferably in asks, but it's also possible in an ao3 comment or in dm's if you'd rather. In such case if this is what you prefer I won't tell your name when I write the request. Still, I would really really prefer asks. I think that's all feel free to ask if you're unsure of something :>.

[richeeduvie]

Heyyy, I've got a kinda specific question.

When you are writing for Madman or any other story, do you sometimes write a scene but are unsure if you want to keep in or scratch it entirely? If so, how do you decide if it fits or not?

Have you ever feel pressured to not disappoint your readers?

Totally not asking because I struggle with this rn or anything :D

I can’t remember which specific chapter it was but it was in the 60s and I had about 2,000 words and counting? I kept writing and writing with that sick feeling. You know that pressurized feeling on your stomach when you’re doing something wrong? It’s like you just know that what you’re writing shouldn’t be the final product. So I scrapped it all and started over the next day. I was much happier with that chapter.

It’s more so about how necessary that scene is, which I think is more of a problem for Madman cause it’s a series. I always have little ideas and scenes that would be funny or cute but all in all, you guys have been getting chapters once a month 😭 and as much as I’ve been trying to get the physical energy for that to stop, I don’t think you want to come around after a month or a few weeks just for it to be plotless smut or fluff when you have my tumblr for that. Nacho’s a chew toy! Princesa’s having thoughts of abortion! Lalo’s happy!

We gotta keep it moving cause we can’t have that!

I feel like I’m disappointing readers everyday 🧍🏻‍♂️😫 no but seriously, I think with Madman I’m always proud of my chapters in the end - especially more recently, but with the content here I’m like…I think it’s more about how much I’m writing. But sometimes I’ll have a line where I’m getting frustrated cause I don’t know how to word it and I’m not satisfied. Once I post it, it’s just me thinking ‘oh yeah, they’ll know that was a half-ass line. They’ll know that’s not what I wanted’

So…to answer your question. Sorry, but for more plot heavy stories - if the scene is fun or something but it doesn’t add much, then I’ll shorten it or delete it entirely. If it was there to just fill up the word count, then yeah, I’ll shorten it too.

Anyways hope that helps

[eternallyfatedjadedspaded]

mini update sort of ramble thing. also, hi.

dead ass, cringing so hard while listening to my ILY fic back. that one must have triggered something in me (naw, ya think) because i can hear the weirdly robotic/distant/cold energy of how i wrote things. while initially, i was like, "it's fine, it's good cause it plays into his own dissociation from things and he is pretty dry sometimes". now i'm like.... NOWRRRR. needs some work. i'm seriously considering a reread/write of the chapters posted rn before i delve into trying to wrap that one up. if anything, it will really help my research and integration of things and develop my writing style to be less "i wrote this for myself and it shows". lmfao but listening back i can already see where i want to work specifically, so yay for that.

random post to let yall know i'm not dead also so... hi. <3 so if i do end up doing that (which im like 90% sure i need to do for my own peace of mind, haha, ironic that i use that song by bad omens as inspo for this fic heavily even a lil nod to it in ch 3 and much more to come prolllyyy lol) i'll let yall know whenever that happens. not that anyone's out here waiting for this to drop at this point because i really be writing as a hobby. atm i am slammed and have like negative spoons by the end of everyday but it's all stuff that needs doing. alas *le sigh*

when doing this rewriting for ILY i KNOW ima get inspired for ideas for the Crossover fic (should i shorten that ones name to BHSE) since some of the same themes and dynamics will be played with (OBVI lol cause it's still TSH innit) but i'm going like, extreme Dionysian exploration for that one in a totally different way of trying to examine humanity through that Dionysian/Apollonian lens as deeply as i can. much reading and research will go into both though so shhhh, let me focus on my studied and dying every night first and foremost and i promie i will keep working on these in my free time. tbh i even have been making more developments in the Henry DID fic too but that one will not have more for a long time since i plan to integrate some of my reading of Homer and Virgil into it as a lil project to try and retain a bit more. that's lowkey what i do with all my fics now, interweave things i want to learn about or read into a story so i can recall it. i still be recalling the latin and greek i used in ch 3 because it was so much fun researching for.

okay, well wishes to all. bye for now.