#i still have all the supplies for other stuff tho i should work on that too

[3gremlins]

vaguely considering cosplay projects again (idk, i want to but parts of me are still a)burned out and b) have shame/fear from my start/stop cycle) and i've just been eyeing all monsters lol nothing easy or simple to just ease back in, no it's complex monsters all the way down lol

[mashiraostail]

your gang orca praise kink stuff goes soooo crazy please give us some gentle dom praising from halsin w Fem reader PLEASE

glad u like it thank u!!

yall are crazy outing your praise kink in my ask box. Ask and u shall receive tho!!! Kind of a long one, i care for u guys so I have to feed u.

NSFW under the cut!

Aches blossomed like weeds all over your poor body. Maybe you should have brought Halsin along on this one, a healer would have done you well about 3 hours ago. He stayed back, or perhaps he went on his own way for the day. For all your not seeing eye to eye Astarion was seemingly happy to help you hobble along with an arm slung over his shoulder.

He's biting something back and Karlach all but shoves it out of him.

"Thank you. For...taking those hits for me." He rolls his eyes when he says it, but it does nothing to veil his grateful tone, "i can't imagine it was pleasant."

"It wasn't." You muse back, "but you're helping me along."

"Well-" He sputters, "I figured you could take it since you have Halsin waiting for you with baited breath every night."

He was right, you did. He tried to be subtle, to give everyone a once over after a hard day, but he always lingered on you. He liked you, perhaps more, it was obvious. At least when you stumble back to camp he has a reason to make a b-line to you first.

"What happened?" He takes you from Astarion, who snickers a bit at you.

"Nothing, just the typical day." You shrug.

"Is everyone else okay?" Bless him, he feigns interest in the other 3 trailing behind you.

"Don't worry." Wyll waves, "we'll live."

"Come with me." He doesn't even respond to Wyll, he was not as good of an actor as he hoped to be.

You go with him, not that he gave you much of a choice, guiding you away before he could even finish. He settles you down by a shallow river not too far off from camp. He brings a bowl and a rag, with a small sack of supplies to clean you off with.

"I know you're capable." He starts, as he wipes layers of blood and grime away from your skin, "i'm not underestimating you-"

"I understand." You cut him off before he can prattle off into a nervous explanation as to why he seems to favor you over the others when you're injured.

You fall back into silence as he cleans you off.

"Look up at me." Fingers on your chin crane your gaze up to him, if he's trying to be seductive it has certainly worked, and if he wasn't it was cruel. He's scanning your face, his eyes meet your gaze.

"Will I live?" There's a coyness to your voice that just about knocks him off balance.

"Yes, lucky me. Does your head hurt?"

"Not at all." You felt better, under his caring hands, there was a dull soreness now, it overtook the harsh and stinging aches.

It was already dark, nobody had bothered to call the pair of you for dinner, perhaps more knowing than they let on.

"Can I do anything else for you?" He asks, kneeling now but still tall enough to be gazing down at you. The dull light of your lantern made him glow.

"No-" Suddenly you can't play coy anymore, it's like his sucked the air out of your lungs, he takes your hand.

"Will you stay with me tonight?" when he asks he traces his fingers over the back of your knuckles.

"Of course." You nod, something flutters under your ribs. He brushes his lips over the back of your hand, and it lights you up. It's such a silly, small, innocuous gesture, but it makes your stomach warm.

"Thank you." He looks up from the back of your hand to catch your gaze.

You kiss your teeth, your mouth feels dry all of a sudden, "why thank me?"

"Because you're allowing me." Halsin murmurs it, "I'm grateful to be let so close to you." He kisses his way up your arm in a galant gesture, though it makes you feel light headed none the less. When he reaches the crook of your neck, the shallow divot where your shoulder ends he stops, and drops your arm gently onto your lap.

"You can act modest, or play coy," He continues despite the lack of contact, which makes you feel cold and even more exposed then when he's ravishing you. "But you know how I want you. You indulge me."

"Please," You're fluttering, you try to sound casual but you're fluttering like a moth and Halsin is a big, bright fire drawing you in. "it's self serving."

"Even better." He elects to sit beside you, "indulge yourself in me."

"Oh gods." You feel hot, in the back of your neck, in your chest, between your legs.

"What?" Halsin reaches for you, you let him, he wraps an arm around you, he draws you in. "don't you want to?"

"I do-" You're practically whining despite the fact he has not denied you, and probably never would. You turn your face into his neck, nosing at his collar. He makes a pleased noise at the feeling, and brings a hand up to cup your hair.

"Then tell me what you want. You can have it, you deserve it. Anything, just tell me."

You aren't sure when you make your way into his lap, when the desire to taste his skin becomes so potent that you have no choice but to glide your tongue over his collar bone. He's happy to rub up your back and thighs, to pull your closer by the back of your head.

"Is it me you want?"

You moan, gasping, you aren't sure when you started rutting against his leg, but he seems all the more happy to have you there so you cast aside the sheer embarrassment of it all.

"You can have it, you can have me. All you have to do is take it. I'll let you, I'm yours for the taking."

You practically cry at that, you aren't sure when you'd become so pent up.

"You can have me." One of his hands is holding onto the bend of your hip, guiding them against his leg in a languid rolling pace, "you already do. You deserve it, all of it, whatever you want. Tell me."

You let him take your shirt off, you're more than keen to free him of his.

"I must have been particulalry well behaved in my past life." For a breif moment his hand releases your hips and he's gliding rough palms over your chest and stomach, "you're such a lovely thing..." He ducks down, kisses at your chest, pulling you away from the perfect friction of his thigh to the warm heat of his mouth and tongue.

He's kissing, licking and nipping at the newly exposed skin while his hands trail over your ass, up your back and thighs, drawing you in impossibly closer to his mouth.

"I'd give you the world, anything you'd ask." He pushes the small of your back, guiding you back down onto his lap, "but you only want me?"

"Do you really feel that way? That I should have whatever I ask for? Whatever I want?"

The sight of your chest heaving, glistening from his mouth makes him groan, "how could I not? Tell me what you want, My hands? My mouth?"

You feel on the verge of passing out, terrible and blissful all at once.

He lifts you as he stands, but just a quickly sets you down again laying on your back.

"Are you sore?" His hands hold your waist, his nose is at your jaw, "I'd be content just to stay here, looking at you, kissing you. We would not need to anything more to sate me." He assures you, "the sight of you like this alone would be enough to satisfy me for lifetimes to come."

"No." You're breathless, you shake your head.

"No?" Despite what he's said he sounds hopeful, grateful, pleased even.

"No." All you can think to do is repeat him. You help him help you out of your pants.

"Will you let me?" He's already lowering himself between your legs, you flush.

"You hardly have to ask permission."

"Yes?" He pushes you for it anyways, of course you indulge him.

"Yes."

It's been hundreds of years, of course he was an attentive and...skilled lover, but this was almost too much.

Your back arched off the ground, his hands were there, big and warm and slightly rough, he held your waist there his fingers wrapping around to the small of your back where it arched. Where they held you his hands pulled you closer, just barely.

He didn't protest when your thighs closed around his head, when they squeezed, or when your hands pulled him impossibly closer by his hair. In fact he sounded more than pleased at all of the above. Every time he had a spare breath he was singing you praises. You were perfect, you cried out for him perfectly, and you were so easy to love.

His hands squeezed your waist where they held you, he groaned every time you called his name.

When you do reach your climax it almost blinds you for a second, but Halsin doesn't seem interested in letting you rest until you force him off with a keening sort of whine at the overstimulation.

"I'm sorry," He's kissing at your legs, your lower stomach and up your ribs ravenously, "I can't bring myself to stop with you."

It's so easy to open yourself up to him, to let him take and for you to take what you want.

"You're so lovely." He's kissing around your chest, subtly gasping for you air, "I'd mistake you for an angel if not for the things we do together." He guides your legs around him, closing the small amount of space left between you.

"If I didn't know you to be so truly good then I'd mistake you for something much more sinister than an angel, considering the spell you must have put on me." He's arching up into your hands, turning and preening at every touch and heavy breath, "do you know what you have done to me?"

Eventually you stop your head spinning enough to fumble with his pants, until there's nothing at all between you.

"I was taken by you from our first meeting," He groans as you undress him, "but all the things I dreamt have been put to shame at the feeling of the reality of it in my hands." He takes in an uneven breath as your hands run over his cock, you turn your head to open your neck to him, he's glad to muffle himself into it. The feeling of his low groans vibrates the crook of your neck. You arch your back, pressing your chest into his which seems to set him over the edge.

"You're the most lovely thing I've ever laid my hands on, please, say you'll have me." As if it wasn't obvious, as if you weren't laying naked below him, blossoming at his lips and fingertips.

He guides himself easily into you It’s hardly painful, it barely stings, it tingles up to your stomach, and it’s pleasant. A blooming sort of feeling that you often pined for once it was gone. It was fleeting and easily missed when it dissipated. He's captivated by you, your expressions, the way you cry out, the wavering in your voice.

As with all things, he's incredibly gracious with you, giving you long, deep rolls of his hips and easy praise. He enjoys watching you melt from it, it makes his chest warm with affection.

"You're divine," He doesn't mind your arms around his neck, he holds you closer with a hand between your shoulder blades, "every single time." He enjoys the feeling of your hand holding the back of his head too.

"Every time I swear you can have me, but you're always bent at my will aren't you? Beautiful, obedient, and mine for the taking. Look at me."

All you can do is obey and nod, maybe a bit dumbly. You wrap your legs tighter around him, there was no way you'd last very long in this state. He holds you by your chin, he keeps his eyes on you whenever you cum, muttering out obscene praises. Occasionally he'll use his hold on you to turn your head to the side, to observe your throat, he swears he can see your pulse beating.

When the pair of you are finished Halsin seems perfectly fine to dip into the shallow river, it hardly reaches his waist.

"Come here," He insists, "I'll hold you."

"is it cold?" You roll over to see him.

"No, barely." He waves you over, and fuck, you're still coming down from your high, still bent at his will. You go to him, you let him guide you by your hand into the river, once you're close enough he holds the crook of your elbow, then the bend of your waist.

You rest your head against his chest as he runs wet hands over your hair.

"Many people have held my favor in my life," He looks down at you, "but I don't recall ever being so enthralled by someone." He runs a wet hand down the side of your face, "some days I dread the thought of our paths diverging."

"Don't think you'll be rid of me so easily" You manage to be a bit cheeky. Despite yourself you brush gentle fingers over the side of his neck, he closes his eyes thankfully.

"Kiss me." His voice is quiet but steadfast. Of course you go to him.

When he pulls away it's just enough to speak, "you know I adore you, tell me you do."

"I know." You grin and push his damp hair back, "you're especially sentimental today."

"I suppose I...must have missed your company." He decides, "we usually travel together."

"Is that it? I'm not complaining, maybe we'll travel separately more often."

He groans, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you up, "don't be cruel to me when you were so well behaved all night. I'm not sure what I'll do."

You laugh, bracing yourself against his chest as he prepares to drop you into the river, "no please, I swear to keep you dutifully at my side from now on, just don't drop me in this water!"

He's ravishing your neck again, your laughter made his chest burn with affection, "I truly can never deny you."

You have a feeling tonight may be a longer night than average.

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 760: Kiji, flying

Pag 1

The MTB Emperor is taking part in the road racing Inter High!!

Pag 2

1: As expected!!

2: The groups from Kyushu, like Fukuoka or Kumamoto are in quiet places close to the course and the main office

3: and close to the water supplies too!!

4: Well, they're from here after all

5: On the other hand, we're towards the end where there's so much noise

6: And above everything, they clearly.... forgot

Pag 3

1: only our tent and they added it in a hurry, fou!!

Pag 4

1: Hmm, that could be

Is it because it's our debut? That's discrimination!!

2: It's handwritten!!

And it's even spelled wrong!!

3: In this kind of situations, you can't do anything even if you get so worked up about it, Ichifuji-kun

Isn't it enough that we have a roof?

Pag 5

2: Should I fix that writing with magic later?

3: Sonomoto-san!!

4: The place is a problem too!!

We're close to where they're holding the bicycles exhibition, so there's a lot of people passing by and they can see us since we have no tent

5: And when we're changing clothes? We use the bath towel like this, that's what they do on elementary schools' pools!! Fou!!

6: During MTB races you either do it in a car or in the wild

It's not like the management just conveniently forgot about us, either

Pag 6

1: But the truth is that we're being treated unequally....?

What about you, Kaida!? What do you think!?

Should we go tho the management tent and say a word to them now? Fou!!

3: I've never got any results in MTB and never participated in the Inter High, so for me it's sufficient enough that I'm able to participate in the road racing Inter High

4: Stuff like the tent aren't important

Ugh.....!! You're kidding, I have zero supporters in this situation!!

Pag 7

1: And isn't it nice to have good ventilation?

2: And also... if you have to say something to the management

Don't you think it would be more persuasive

3: if we first ran in the race

4: and brought results?

Pag 8

1: If we brought results.....!!

2: Fou!! (Yessir)

Now, if you're ready

3: Should we all go for a trial run?

Fou!!

Yeah!!

Yes!!

Pag 9

2: Excuse me! This is a pedestrians crossing!

Pag 10

4: Hello

Are you maybe? A kid from here?

How.....

5: do you stand on the bike like that?

Pag 11

1: Are you interested in bikes?

Even though your feet aren't connected to the ground, you're still in one place

2: Do you want to try?

4: I guess you won't be able to do it right away, but this is the theory

5: Bikes have a center

I'm standing there

6: A center?

7: It's different depending on the model, but a little before the saddle there's the center point of the bike

8: The technique is that you feel for it, find your balance, and then you find your stability if you properly position your body

Pag 12

1: It's called “standing”

Ohhhh...!!

2: Furthermore, if you can put your center of gravity firmly there

4: you can also let go of your hands while standing still, yon

Amazing.....!!

5: Amazing, amazing..!!

6: Yes yes, that's right, Kiji-san is amazing

Why does this guy looks so self-important

7: What's the heaviest thing on a bike?

Pag 13

1: Uh... uhm... the helmet?

3: It's your body

4: When riding a bike, the most important thing is to be conscious of where we put this “body”*, yon

Ah, when you're holding a bucket, if you're holding it with one hand you stagger, right?

(*NdT.: written as “heavy object”)

5: It's the same thing

6: “Weight” is power, yon

Ehh?

Pag 14

1: When you stop thinking “that's obvious”, “I know that”

2: That's when it's over for you

3: Discovery lies in common sense

4: The essential thing when handling a bike.... remember

5: is the “load” and the “unloading” to get ahead of it!!

Pag 15

1: Maybe it's faster if I show you?

2: Ah, that's good

Look at that fence

3: The movement of the “load”, and the “unloading”... and....

Use the same method as when you jump to take a picture at the beach

5: I'll jump over that fence!!

Pag 16

1: No, isn't it better to stop!? Onii-chan!!

2: You'll run into it!!

Just look, boy

3: Hayaaaa

That guy

4: is a guy who jumps over common sense!!

Yaaaaa

Pag 17

2: Don't miss all the multiple techniques he uses in an instant!!

Fou!!

He looks so self-important

3: First, he moves his body back and so he unload the weight from the front wheel

6: “Unloading”!!

Pag 18

1: He's really going to cras-

He's not!!

2: Then, he lowers his body's center of gravity for a moment

3: Then he stretches!!

And pulls the frame!!

5: He's not high enough!!

This is the moment when you jump when taking pictures!!

6: Pull up

7: your knees

The technique of skillfully using your “load” to jump over obstacles

Pag 19

1: is called “bunny hop”!!

Pag 20

1: There are people who have mastered the technique and can do it, but it's at most 30cm.... but Kiji-san

2: can jump 80cm!!

3: Who's that guy!

Did you see that just now

4: He jumped that fence with a road racer

His bike floated!?

The fence!?

5: I've never seen something like that

The jerseys' of the guys who are with him say “Gunma”....!!

6: It was ama.... amazing....

That.... if I practice... will I be able to do it too one day?

Of course

Pag 21

1: If you fall a lot, and skin your knees a lot, and eat a lot....

2: Okay?

3: Well now, since we're participating in the Inter High, come see us!!

4: I'll cheer for you...!!

Thank you!

5: The cyclists will soon gather at the starting line!!

[ashimetsu]

Trey's Party 【Reader x Trey Clover】 -chapter 1

: ̗̀➛ It's Trey's birthday! You and the Heartslabyul crew decide to throw him a surprise party. Riddle sends you off to pick up some extra supplies, when you run into the birthday boy himself. : ̗̀➛ Fluff/crack, Y/n gets flustered over Trey's Beautiful Bodyᵀᴹ, Trey's a little shit, some parts a little suggestive, reader can be read as gn in this chapter, however is fem in future chapters : ̗̀➛ 3.1k words : ̗̀➛ [a/n]: who doesnt love a trey birthday fic in *checks watch* march! was just Thinking About Him.. this got a lot longer than i intended it to be oops. i still have some ideas for this tho.. (chapter 2 later?!?!?) edit: there's a chapter 2 now lol : ̗̀➛ (chapter 1), chapter 2, chapter 3

"Streamers, tablecloths, partyhats... I think that should be everything."

You check off the list Riddle entrusted with you. Deuce severely underestimated how many materials you all needed for Trey's birthday party, leaving you to pick up what was missing. Typical, but you didn't mind the extra steps, and those boys can be a tad overwhelming. Some fresh air and a walk to Sam's shop is what you needed to clear your head.

"Thaaaaank you! Come again, my little imp!" Sam's voice booms as you wave out the door, arms full of various party supplies. You didn't think to bring a bag, nor did Riddle give you one. As you send Sam your goodbyes, a firm wall knocks straight into your chest, sending you and all your perfectly balanced supplies flying across the sidewalk.

"Shoot, prefect, didn't see you there," a voice calls from above.

You look up from the wreckage of the fall, a large shadow casting over your face. A tall, broad figure stands above you, hand outstretched to help you up.

"Trey?" you grab his hand as he pulls you up.

"Didn't see you there prefect," he eyes your possessions strewn about, "looks like you need a hand." He begins to pick up your fallen supplies.

"S-sorry, I guess I should look at where I'm going," you stammer, scrambling to pick up the party items. Oh. Party items. For Trey's party. A party he doesn't know about.

"Heh, no problem. You've got plenty of stuff here, throwing a party or something?" he questions, throwing you his signature smirk.

It's his birthday, can't he piece two and two together? Or is he playing some mind game with you, trying to make you slip up and admitting to throwing him a birthday party? If you soiled the surprise, you wouldn't hear the end of it from Ace and the others...

"N-no, no no. Nothing like that. Just uh, helping Cater out," you fib off the top of your head. "For his photo shoot."

"Oh? First I've heard of a photo shoot for Cater."

"Um.. yeah. Pretty under the covers. Best not to tell anyone."

"...right." Trey is still giving you a strange look. Seems like you haven't convinced him yet.

"Bikini photo shoot," you blurt out "Cater's doing a bikini photo shoot."

Trey stops midway picking up a package of streamers. Silence lays heavy upon you two after you dropped that bomb of information on him. After a moment, he finishes grabbing your fallen belongings and clears his throat.

"In October. Didn't know there was a market for male bikini models out of season."

"Yeah, me neither. You'd be surprised."

"Huh."

Silence again. Definitely not awkward or anything.

"Well I certainly don't want to interrupt Cater, or get wrapped up in his shenanigans, for that matter," he starts, "but you've got way too much stuff to carry to Heartslabyul on your own. Curiosity has got me by the tail, so I'll head back with you."

Shit. Trey's gonna come back with you and there's no convincing him otherwise. Did the bikini photo shoot lie work...? If you're bringing him back, then you have to alert the others.

"Oh, one second Trey. I think I left my wallet inside," you lied.

He nods and you make your escape back into Sam's. Quickly, you whip out your phone and open the "TREY CLOVER SECRET PARTY SURPRISE!!!!!🎊🥳👯‍♀️" Magicam group chat. Very subtle name choice, Cater.

Y/n: Bad news guys

Y/n: Just ran into Trey outside of sam's shop (literally) and now he's coming with me to heartslabyul

Y/n: And I might have told him that we're planning a bikini photo shoot for Cater

Ace: what.

Y/n: I ran away for a second but I'm gonna start walking back soon

Y/n: Get Cater in a bikini ASAP

Cater: wtf

Ace: ur our of ur mind if u think im wearing that crap

Cater: i mean no biggie prefect but this is supposed to be treys bday party 😭😭

Riddle: Ugh, looks like we have no choice. Trey's coming prematurely and he's expecting a bikini photo shoot. What a disaster.

Cater: wait wait guys i have an idea

Cater: prefect just keep doin what ur doin and bring trey here 😈

Y/n: Don't trust that idea

Y/n: Whatever I'm omw

You slip your phone back in your pocket and head back outside to meet Trey. You're a little nervous to see what Cater has planned, but you have no choice but to trust him and bring the victim to Heartslabyul. Trey grins at you and has mostly everything tucked under his arms, save for a package of balloons left on the cobblestone.

"Sorry I couldn't get everything," he laughs sheepishly, as if he wasn't totally showing off his ripped stature. Are you blushing? Butterflies creep up your throat as you stare at his toned arms, exposed after he rolled up his sleeves. A bead of sweat rolls down his sharp jawline, leaving a slight sheen on his face. You're drawn to how hes carefully holding your supplies, being sure nothing is crushed. What would it be like to be a partyhat, snug in Trey's muscular arms, protected, held. It dawns on you that you get to walk the whole way back to Heartslabyul with him. Just you and him. Alone. The more you think about him the hotter your face gets. This could be a problem.

"Prefect? You ready to head out?" Trey's question snaps you out of your daydream as you face the mission at hand. Right. Secure Trey and safely escort him to Heartslabyul. Should be no issue, right?

"Oh, yeah," you stumble on your words as you attempt to regain your focus. A chilly gust blows through, giving you the shivers "I'd really like to be out of cold." Although the temperature was low, your face still felt hot from embarrassment and ogling Trey's body. You pray that the walk to the Hall of Mirrors goes by quickly, you don't know how much longer you can be in his presence without imploding from sheer embarrassment. The thought of you smacking directly into Trey and making a mess of all your equipment is playing on loop in your head, making you want to run away and hide in shame. Not only that, but trying to make up an excuse for his birthday party. A bikini photo shoot? Seriously? You curse yourself for not being able to think of something more believable. However, you're glad Trey is one of the few genuinely nice people on campus. Had it been anyone else... things could've been pretty sour. You heave a sigh after thinking so hard. This birthday party better end up being good for all the trouble you've gone through so far.

"Are you feeling okay? You seem out of focus" Trey says, snapping you out of thought for the second time today.

"I'm fine, really. Just a little chilly from the wind, that's all." You curse at yourself for not bringing a jacket, but you also weren't planning on being outside this long.

Trey halts and sets your things down. You pause and look at him, wondering what's gotten into his head. He pulls his white jacket and vest off and hands it to you, leaving him in a plain white tee.

"Take it. You might catch a cold without it." He grins while holding his jacket out to you. You can feel a warm blush creeping up your face.

"What? No Trey, if I take it, then you're going to catch a cold," you argue. "Plus, you've already helped me so much today, I can't take any more from you."

"Eh, I was getting warm anyways. Carrying all your stuff isn't an easy task, you know." He winks at you, causing your heart to run a marathon.

You see the opportunity and apprehensively take his jacket. Warm to the touch, even softer when it's covering your body. It's way too big on you, sleeves stretching much farther than your arms and the body drapes halfway down your thighs. Not only are you warm, but his scent lingers on his jacket, filling your nostrils. You've only gotten a few whiffs of Trey before, mostly while baking with him, but he smells incredible. It's sweet with a hint of pine, subtle, but not too subtle for you to not take notice. Wearing his everyday jacket feels like ecstasy, your body enveloped in a permanent Trey-hug. You hope he can't see the pink on your face, you surely must be blushing by now. You're wearing his jacket that he gave to you. That's a win in your book.

"Thanks, I feel much better," you smiled as you helped him pick up his load again. And you do feel much better, warm and protected by Trey's physical force field generated by the jacket. Nothing could rain on your parade now, unless...

"Did you feel that? I think we're forecasted for some rain today, and the clouds seem pretty da-"

Trey's sentence is cut off from a loud crack that echoes from above. Shit. Was it really supposed to rain today? You and Trey are about halfway to the Hall of Mirrors, maybe if you hurry, you can beat the rain.

Or not.

After the thunder echoes away, a drizzle begins to fall over campus. Great. Just what you two needed today, to be soaked in rain before Trey's birthday party. Rather, "Cater's bikini photo shoot". You and Trey begin to pick up the pace of walking when the drizzle turns into a downpour in an instant. Big drops of water soak both of you as you try and outrun the rain.

"C'mon prefect, inside before we're drenched!" Trey shouts as he grabs your arm and pulls you along. How he's managing to drag you along while carrying all your supplies is a mystery to you. You look at Trey as you're both running to safety and a twinge of guilt settles in your gut. This could have been avoided if you didn't clumsily run into him outside of Sam's shop. Then, he wouldn't have to carry all your stuff, get drenched in rain, and have his birthday party ruined by a stupid bikini photo shoot. Plus, your other Heartslabyul companions wouldn't have to scramble to change plans quick. How did you manage to turn his birthday into a total disaster?

You and Trey burst through the double doors of the Hall of Mirrors, huffing and puffing after running through the rain. You're both drenched from the sudden downpour. Even Trey's jacket, which kept you so warm only moments earlier, is completely soaked with rainwater. So much for enjoying the heat of Trey's-forever-hug. You look over at Trey and almost stop feeling bad for a moment. His white shirt is plastered to his chest, which is rising and falling rapidly as he tries to catch his breath. You're hopeless to the view of seeing the outline of his muscles along with the wet sheen along his arms. Feeling like you're invading his body, you quickly break your stare and look at the ground, trying to hide the heat that once again crept up your face.

"I'm really sorry," you blurt out suddenly. "If I didn't run into you and make you carry all my stuff to Heartslabyul, you wouldn't be in this mess right now. You'd even have your jacket to protect you from the rain too. All this wasn't even for anything important, just a stupid photo-"

"Say, can you do me a favor?" Trey interrupts you, and you look up at him in surprise. As if he hasn't given you enough already, his black glasses are outstretched to you in his hand.

"Your shirt is still dry right? Mind if I borrow it to clean these up? I'm totally soaked."

"Y-yeah that's fine," you stammer, surprised that he interrupted you for something like this. You reach for his glasses, but he takes a step closer to you instead. He grabs the hem of your dry undershirt and uses it dry the droplets off his lenses. It almost feels intimate with how close you are, breathing in his space. If you weren't already encased by the scent of his jacket, you would definitely be able to smell him now with how close he's gotten.

"I'm not blaming you for this little encounter with the rain, you know," he says quietly enough that only you can hear. "I offered to help you, knowing it was going to rain. I wanted to make sure you got to your destination safely."

Your face heats up for the umpteenth time, and you have nowhere to hide it this time with Trey looking directly at you.

"Plus," he continues, his face getting closer to your ear, "it's cute seeing you get flustered over everything I do."

Oh. So he has noticed every time you've gotten embarrassed during the past hour. Wonderful.

"Trey, enough with it," you whisper back.

He takes a step back and puts his glasses back on, making you wish he would've just stayed close to you.

"Alright alright, I'll quit teasing you. I thought I'd indulge myself for today," he says with his usual sheepishness.

If you knew he liked teasing you so much, maybe you would have avoided him for today if you had the choice. You feel your phone buzz and see a message from the Magicam group chat.

Ace: whats ur eta? i think we're just about wrapped up here

Ace: please tell me u didnt blow it again and change the story again

"One second Trey, Ace is messaging me."

"What a buzzkill."

Y/n: We just made it to the hall of mirrors, be there soon

Y/n: This party better be worth it

Deuce: You and me both, prefect

"You ready to head in?" you ask Trey after putting your phone away. You still have a mission to accomplish!

"Yeah, let's go. My arms will finally have a rest once we're inside," he quips back.

"You said you'd quit teasing me."

"My bad."

You and Trey make your way into the dorm, uneasy with what you're about to see. Did they really prep for a photo shoot? Or did they just stick with a half-assed birthday party with only half the supplies? As you both open the doors to the foyer, your jaws hit the floor.

Cater's body is out for display on the dorm couch, garbed only with a bright red speedo. His hair is in his usual style, a half-up pony, but now donned with sparkly red sunglasses atop his head. A glob of white sunscreen is stuck on his nose, imitating a cartoon lifeguard. He's holding a large beach ball with one arm, his phone in the other. On either side, Ace and Deuce are dressed similarly with swimshorts instead of speedos and plain black sunglasses over their eyes. Both of them look unimpressed while fanning Cater with cheap decorative fans, presumably leftover from New Years. Riddle stands behind a tripod with a camera mounted to it. A ring light is placed in front of the tripod, lighting up Cater's face with a perfect warm glow. Most of the equipment probably belonged to Cater, seeing that he uses it for Magicam posts. You didn't expect there to be an actual setup, neither did Trey by the look on his face.

"Oh hey Trey," Cater speaks up, "grab a fan."

"My god Y/n, I thought you were joking." Trey deadpans.

"I thought I was too..."

"I don't joke about showbiz, Trey." Cater looks deadly serious.

A beat.

Another.

Who's going to speak up first?

"...kidding! C'mon you two, we're just messing around! Happy b-day Trey-Trey!" Cater pipes up after a moment of awkward silence, "also, did you guys swim through a river to get here? You're both absolutely soaked."

"Really? I didn't notice anything coming in," you deadpan back, "did you see any rain, Trey?"

"Hmm, not that I saw. I mean, we were walking together after all."

"Okay you two, no need for the 'tude," Cater replies.

"I think I can have some 'tude' after going through a downpour for, what's this, a bikini party? Nice birthday party, guys." Trey's glare burns holes into Cater's perfectly lit face.

"It was prefect's idea," Ace blurts out before Trey can unleash his disapproval. You shoot a look in Ace's direction and he smirks in response.

"Oh? So you didn't like it when I was teasing you, but the idea of a bikini photo shoot was fine by you?" He nudged your arm, feigning anger. His wink was the cherry on top. You were sick of his winking.

"I only said that to keep the surprise birthday part a secret! Give me a break guys," you groan.

"Can we put our clothes back on now?" Deuce interjects, "Trey knows the truth, I think we can get on with the actual birthday party."

"I agree. This running joke has gone on long enough. Sorry Trey if this had made you upset, we'll do our best to make it up to you," Riddle says with a sigh.

"No worries guys, I guess I can't be too upset if prefect came up with the idea and Riddle approved of it," Trey replies, scratching the back of his head. "Besides, I think we're gonna need a change of clothes too." You almost forgot that you and Trey were soaked in rainwater.

Ace grumbles some "about time" and leaves to change, Deuce, Cater, and Riddle following suit.

"B-t-dubs, Trey, we set up the real party in the kitchen, but prefect will have to help you put the rest of it together! GL!" he says with a wave before exiting to his room to put some proper clothes on, leaving you and Trey alone in the foyer.

"Some surprise huh? I sure hope the rest of the party is somewhat normal,"

"Ugh, I'm just ready to be in some warm clothes and eat some good food..." you mumble.

You suddenly realize that you are in Heartslabyul, not Ramshackle. You don't have a spare set of warm, dry, clothes here. Trey must have noticed your error, or saw the expression on your face as you realized.

"Don't worry, I think I still have some old clothes you can wear, or I can ask Riddle. He might be more your size."

"That'd be great."

"And hey, you could return them at the end of the night," he snakes his arm around your waist and brings you closer, "as an apology gift, for screwing up my birthday party, no?"

You can practically hear his smug look as he tells you everything you need to know about his "plans" with you after the party. Happy birthday to you, Trey.

[merakiui]

HELP ME YOURE CHILL you did accept my request actually . like right after I sent that !

I was sitting there for awhile after like 🧍‍♂️ oh wow I hope mera didn't take that the wrong way and thought I was just trying to get her to accept my request 😭 bc it was damn near immediate. tbh I thought you wouldn't answer that at all so that eases my brain a little. I am in your friends list tho! Lurking! I truly hope you enjoy my maxed jade 💜💜 he's my pride and joy :D! Even if you don't know which one he is lol

Speaking of actually!!! That twst Halloween thing... the leaks were deleted bc the poster got scared iirc (understandably so. as if work got back to aniplex/disney theyd probably make the game harder to datamine which is a Pain),, but they're still being kinda circulated around in private dms n stuff. So you'd have a hard time finding them if you Dod look for them really. I saw them and I do agree with the other anon though :-)!! I think you'll like it (also,, considering we're still slowly getting through the cast?? I don't think jade would be the ssr just bc he's already had one 💔 ohh but I do also hope for another event jade soon. my silly little creature I miss him!!!)

- :3 anon

Oh I did wanna add to my ask abt the leaks that we don't have the full cast yet?? So tbh it's still mostly up to guessing who's even getting ssrs, etc 💔

Aaa I'm hoping for a Floyd ssr this year personally since he doesn't have one yet . but there's no telling if he's even there this year :-( !!gosh I hope so. Especially looking at that little freak in the preview with the two heads and rolling pins?? Tho tbh?? Could just as much be like. Trey! He's missing an ssr too and he bakes!! Lots it could be aaaaa I'm so excited :D!!!

- :3 again

- - -

OH what unintentional timing!!! Σ(°ロ°) I'm happy I friended you!!! It would've chewed my intestines if I didn't and you were still waiting for me to add you back. T^T but it's a relief that's not the case!! Thank you very much for the max Jade!!!! I will use his power to charge into battle (gathering guest room supplies LOL). May my tako be of use to you!!! <3

I had to physically withhold from searching out the leaks, as difficult to find as they may be. I genuinely opened my writing notebook and started scribbling just so I could prevent the temptation from creeping up on me. >_< feeling like Rollo when he sees ankle for the first time....... </3 AAAAAAA I AM TOO CURIOUS. OTL

👀 oooo now I'm even more excited if you also think I will enjoy it!!! Knowing me and how easy I am to please, I already love it and I don't know anything yet. ^^;;; my heart may not be able to handle how amazing the event is sure to be!!!! AAAAAAAAA >0<

💔 not another SSR Halloween eel..... one can dream. I'm continuing to cling to the hope for Coral Sea event with SSR Jade. Aaaaa but I'm also hoping Floyb gets the SSR for this event!!! Or any of Savanaclaw because they've yet to have a Halloween SSR. :D I've been turning all kinds of characters over in my head trying to determine who might get the SSR (or SSRs if it's more than one). So many thoughts.......

Although I do hope at least one of the eels is part of the cast for the event!!!! Or Azul....... on second thought, they should just put all of the fish in the event (shameless favoritism). (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

[spacenintendogs]

How many employees does the sanctuary have aside from the gang or do they work on volunteers?

Or, is it just the gang working there?

Aka pls i wanna know more about the inner workings of the sanctuary like. Do they have a calender together or a whiteboard they all write notes on

Pls i wanna know all about their work shenanigans too

Ly rose!!! <33

besides the gang it's all volunteers until later down the line when gustav, heather, dagur, eret, & bayana get hired!!! :) everyone else is volunteer!! gustav wants to work there so bad & eventually becomes part-time but never decides to go full time!

dagur rlly steps in once the majority of the gang are away at uni a lot of the time (they try to work on weekends & def work throughout school breaks & stuff!! but it's mostly snotlout, gustav, & dagur by that point (u shall see in snotstrid fic ;)) but it's also how dagur sees gustav and is like; ah yes. younger sibling (adds to list).

OH they absolutely have a calendar. astrid & fishlegs made the calendar bc no one else could be bothered to keep track of everything.

hiccup is in charge, he hates office work tho, despite needing to make sure they have enough sponsors/donors for things like electric bill, water bill, buying all the food the dragons need, medical supplies, etc!! also paying the gang (and himself) altho i should say they don't get paid much. some of them get second jobs!!

i should mention: when hiccup is like. 15 he "runs" the sanctuary but it's actually stoick LOL

they also absolutely have a whiteboard for notes. ofc it desolves into chaos with so many different notes that half the time don't pertain to anything anyone is doing that the sanctuary. they get silly rlly quick lol. there's an on-going tic tac toe game & no one knows who's who anymore & it keeps ending as a cat's game (aka no winner). one time they spent a week playing hangman LOL.

and they all take turns doing field work (going out and trying to search for dragons to either study/tag or bring back due to injury). astrid is in charge of operations in terms of scheduling work, shipments, etc!! fishlegs is basically the Nurse (and later ruff as well!!)

they also have their specific specialities with dragon classes. (hiccup - strike class, astrid - sharp & tracker class, fishlegs - boulder, snotlout - stoker class, ruffnut & tuffnut - tidal class & mystery class (respectively, altho they just team everything together for their stuff)

eret becomes part of tidal class with ruff (esp once she starts doing more of the medical stuff!) & tracker class with astrid, dagur helps wherever tbh, i'm open to assigning him a class tho if anyone has suggestions!! heather helps take over sharp class (astrid's load rlly gets lessened bc she becomes a primary spokeperson with hiccup & travels with him for interviews & stuff to talk abt the sanctuary & dragon conservation!!). bayana helps tuff with mystery class!! gustav helps with stoker class :)

they just act like they do in rtte when they're screwing around from unnecessary comments from the peanut gallery to pranking one another (some pull pranks more than others...) & they also are not afraid to get the dragons involved (who fucking love it).

esp in the tidal class dragon area there's a HUMONGOUS water area & ppl have gotten shoved in. someone's shoe has been down at the bottom for almost three months and no one knows who's shoe it is. they all have no clue what they're doing tbh but make it work <3

ofc they also have a work group chat that quickly devolves into stupid memes snotlout & the twins spam the chat with & hiccup is constantly scolding them to STAY ON TOPIC THIS IS THE WORK GROUP CHAT. and then dagur joins in and continues to send memes. the memes eventually become how they respond to specific work stuff & hiccup gives up.

the gang like to eat lunch together outside & surrounded by dragons :) it's a rare quiet moment for all of them & they're still goofy obv but sometimes they'll just sit & eat :)

[leviadraws]

What would you think about the Kisaragi foundation if the entire gang survived DRA? Like the one image Linuj made.

Personally I think Mitch would get kicked out. Immediately.

I think about this a suprising amount, what if they all lived and had a The Office style sitcom/drama /lh

This is real long, I went a little crazy, obvs DRA/SDRA2 spoilers so under the cut

If they all got their memories back I might give him a week for that apparent off-screen character development /lh perhaps they keep him around just so Tsurugi can keep an eye on him/drop him in a jail cell.

If timeline AU is like one of my favourite AUs in DRA, especially if we say Utsuro/Akane survive and have the chance at redemption. You still get all the conflict of the setting with the disaster, you have the conflict between Utsuro/Akane v Yamato/Mikako/Tsurugi, some of the survivors potentially meeting their families, and then all of them essentially being thrust into being adults and needing to help provide relief for a ruined world.

I do seem to remember that Linuj has given everyone a role in that scenario, so assuming the wiki is correct we end up with a strike team and an office team (and management I guess, they'd probs be "you should be in the office" but don't).

Office team: - Rei | intel network, imagine like the people who try to predict and prevent terror attacks - Teruya | finance, probs also works with Haru to manage supplies - Mikako | counsellor, also works on all the management stuff that Yamato isn't fixated on, and drags Tsurugi to therapy - Kizuna | receptionist (really Linuj? She'd be a pretty good addition to either Kinji's or Rei's teams, so I'm gonna say she jumps between the two) - Kakeru | company lawyer. I read somewhere that he also helps Teruya with financial law. - Kanata | company medic - Akane | catering/janitor - Satsuki | Linuj has her listed as "welfare" but that sounds like a hr job and we're not doing Satsuki dirty like that? I'd kinda imagine she'd help Mikako with the mental health of survivors, or go with Kinji as like a first response for victims. Strike team: - Kinji | negotiator - Kiyoka | Daredevil? Kinda more pictured her as the support watching through a sniper scope - Mitch (apparently? Who taught him to use a gun??) - Ayame | scout - Haruhiko | getaway driver, somewhere had him listed as haulage so I guess he also manages procuring supplies. That means that providing supplies to peopleis probs the whole sunshine quartet which makes me happy (Haru drives, Satsuki is the main point of contact with survivors, Teruya manages cost/procurement, Kiyoka acts as security).

Management: - Yamato | Head - Tsurugi | Second-in-command - Yuuki/Utsuro (except if this is IF, he'd probably be monitored for a real long time/essentially a prisoner. He'd have a lot of redeeming to do to be trusted by Yamato again).

So like, first off the dynamic is a lot more balanced, since Yamato acts as Tsurugi's tether to stop him going off the edge, and with a larger more trusted team it's less likely that Rei and Teruya would need to go out on missions as much, which in turns puts less of the stress on them.

I feel like out of all of them, Kakeru has the most work on his plate. It's easy to ignore laws in your favour when society has all but collapsed and I can totally see Tsurugi, Rei, and potentially Yamato wanting to just side step some laws to get things done easier. He really has to put his foot down, because /no/ catching the bad guys is not worth becoming the bad guys. He gets a real headache after the strike team goes on missions as all the collateral means more paperwork.

Likewise Kanata has the problem of half the team disregard their physical health and the other half disregard their mental health. Sometimes it's better and sometimes people wonder if she'll just snap and kill them all /lh. She does get to work with her dad tho, which helps a ton. When they find Midori, she helps Kakeru keep an eye on her condition.

Yamato spends a lot of the early days working to remove the memory wipe on everyone, and reversing the side effects on Mikako and himself. The effects were disabled in IF due to the device Yuuki pressed, but there's no guarantee that effect will last. I'm gonna say for this that it does revert, but Yamato still has good motor function, so for a while he communicates via sign language and a whiteboard he hangs around his neck. He becomes friends with Kiyoka this way, as she has poor hearing from years of shooting without proper safety equipment and is the one who teaches him JSL.

I'm not sure how morally grey the og Kisaragi foundation was, since our narrator on it (Teruya) was kinda unreliable. They're kinda in a difficult situation anyways, they want to save people as a priority but also they need money/resources, which means they'll need to work with anyone they can, especially in the early days of the tragedy. I'd like to think that a lot of their income comes from creating and distributing anti-monokuma tech like the railgun Yamato has in chapter 0.

Kakeru + Teruya would definitely catch Tsurugi if he attempted something like what he did with Syobai in SDRA2, and in this timeline it's not a certain that Tsurugi regresses to his old ways. I think he's not in a good place after shooting Akane, but he's not past the point of no return.

Something I do wanna talk about is that the strike team has Kinji and then one braincell between the other four?? I guess Tsurugi and Yamato (and possibly Rei) will go too just to have some planning and thinking amongst the team /lh Going back to the actual question, perhaps they take Mitch for him to be cannon fodder in missions and then he just gets patched up again when they get back lol. Haru gets really annoyed when people bleed all over his car/van/helicopter.

One last thing, they figure out pretty quickly that they can't really imprison Utsuro/Akane since the moment Utsuro just thinks about leaving a string of events will happen like a Rube Goldberg machine and he'll just walk out and get a sandwich or something. So, they just kinda work with his mental health and try to help him and Akane through their despair. It's a lot on Mikako, but she wanted to give him a chance back then and she wants to see that through.

I'm not sure how they'd eventually interact with VOID, I think Mikado would still be obsessed with him, but I think the other voids would be happy with their luck still in effect.

Right, I could keep talking about them but I'm gonna stop there, if you read this far - congrats!

[s-rabbitpunch]

justa buncha punch out headcanons from the top of my head

cuz why not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i said i was gonna ramble here and by gosh i will. also guess who my favorites are (very hard!!1!)

- Everyone in the WBVA has picked up at least a little bit of every other boxers' language. From just a words to a few sentances, some of boxers could even help translate for their peers.

- In addition, Little Mac is now unintentionally passing his high school French class with flying colors.

- Also in addition, Aran can now swear in at least four different languages (that we know of, if anything he know at least double that)

- Three of the boxers from overseas actually decided to stay somewhere in or near NYC. Joe and Kaiser are probably the biggest examples for this; Joe has voewed to stay until he can win match (...cough) and Kaiser's there mostly on account of him being a boxing teacher and whatnot. The only other boxer is Aran who lives somewhere in New Jersey.

- Despite it being his brand, the worst of Aran is really in the ring. Physically, at least. He's still an agent of chaos and loves starting fights in gyms and bars.

- Disco and Mac actually briefly attended the same public high school; Mac entered the scene right around the time Disco was a junior or senior.

- Remember the jokes from the Punch-Out Infractions video that the Minor Circuit ring was from a rundown building that had bingo on weekends? Yeah its literally just that. They also have a theater club every Thursday. Tho because of this there's also of storage supply closets that lots of memorabilia, including those from other and past boxing leagues.

- Most of the circuits all have things they do together sometimes to a certain extent. Minor Circuit is closest since they're all mostly local so it's not uncommon for them to all be at the aforementioned building in their spare time. (Sometimes Doc and even Mac put up with whatever antics they have that day.) Major Circuit, albiet not as close, still try to set up dinners to nice restaurants and stuff if they're all in town. Unfortunately, none of this really applies to World Circuit as they're all just occupied with being huge boxers (which it was they should do but c'mon that's no fun.) Aran has actually tried to get everyone together but on account that it's Aran its usually for dumb crap it never really works out.

- On a more positive note, Mac actually has a lot of retro merchandise for the WBVA. T-shirts, buttons, figurines, etc if he sees it for sale somewhere he will buy it.

[sharksa-shivers]

Stuff with Nucleo and OH dump cuz i said i would the other day

So...These involve the 2 derpos in the title, just a grab bag of stuff with them (and perhaps...Both of them doing shit together as well hmmm) But i should post some seperate too especially OH cuz i haven't spoken about her as much as i should be you could say that about alot of characters tho tbfh... ---------

(Sharky having to ask OH for cash on the phone, all 3 of em are broke)

Orange Hair:(answering her phone, we see the screen split so we can see both Sharky and Orange talking, Orange working with some chemicals and Sharky leaning up against a building, him just walking around as they talk)Hello?

Sharky:(obviously having to work up a bit of nerve, we can see he's obviously kind of anxious about this)Heyyyyyy, uh…So…I'm just gonna cut to it and not waste your time and blah blah blah, uh…Look, can i have like…500 bucks? Please?

Orange:(raises an eyebrow)500? What for?

Sharky:(anxious, trying to keep it cool and together)Uh, gas money, food money, hotel money, supplies like bullets and stuff…Uhhh, very not cheap stuff that we need andddd collectively all 3 of us together have…(pulls money out of jacket pocket)…12 dollars and 67 cents…and yknowwwww, kinda got like another day of travel ahead andddddd-

Orange:(we see her think for a moment before she just…turns this shit on its head)Hmmm……….Yeah- uhhhhhh…No.

Sharky:(he sits a moment)…..What? No?

Orange:(repeats)No. Nope. Non. Nien. Nada. Natu. No. What? You didn't hear me?

Sharky:(we just see him kind of snap a small bit)I…….Orange, i…We really need money!!!!

Orange:(working with her chemicals, writing down info)Ok…….The answer is still no.

Sharky:(nerves snapping mentally continues, getting kind of pissed and frustrated)Literally why?????? You're a multi-millionaire!!!! $500 is pennies for you!!!!!!

Orange:(unphased by his frustration)Pretty simple, gotta learn to deal with problems like this sooner or later, especially when it comes to demon fighting. You have any idea how many times i've had demons steal my cash and leave me fucked? It's gonna happen sooner or later and you 3 are gonna have to know how to deal with it. Life's fucking rough, it's how it is.

Sharky:(breaking)We literally do not have money for a place to sleep or food!!!! We have 12 fuckin dollars!!!!!

Orange:(unphased still)You got a car and i'm sure you 3 can figure out some resource for food…You're all very smart, you can do this very easily, i've seen the shit Max alone can do.

Sharky:(freaking out)Do you have any idea the amount of danger this puts us in???? Like…Any idea at all????

Orange:(stares blankly)Uhhh, yes? Very much so. Yes. Mmhmmm…If it gets too deadly or whatever, i'll bail you guys out butttttt since it's not there yet, seems like perfect survival experience time here to me…

Sharky:(he just kinda sits there in disbelief)………

Orange:(annoyed)You done yet? Can i get back to my work now?

Sharky:(he just kind of falters and accepts the answer, knowing he can't fight her)…….Yeah, guess i'm done…

Orange:(picking up her phone)Excellent, excellent…You 3 stay safe out there, don't come home dead please.

Sharky:(annoyed as fuck, freaking out)Yeah, sure, i'll try…

Orange:(finger on the button)Alrighty then, goodbye…

(We see her cut the line and Sharky's just there staring at his phone…We see him mutter "Shit!" Under his breath and then we cut back to Max and Kristy chilling in the car…)

Kristy:(boredly messing with her hair)…You think maybe like…I dunno, i could go for a different style by now or?

Max:(on his phone, rapidly typing)Uhhhh, maybe!!! That's kinda up to you, i don't really know much about human hairstyles and whatnot…

Kristy:(looking at herself in the visor mirror)Like…I like this being shoulder length and sometimes i wanna cut it but if i don't like it, then i have to wait like…a few months for it to grow out again so like… (Sharky opens his door and flops into the drivers seat, frustrated)

Sharky:(stressed as fuck)God…FUCKIN damnit…Fuck…

Kristy:(concerned)Wait, what happened?

Max:(looking up, texting)Is OH gonna be making this a pain in the ass again?

Sharky:(nods)YEP, SHE SURE IS!!!! She said she isn't gonna give us anything, she wants US to survive on our own, fucking…Fuck!!!!

Kristy:(eyes widen)What???

Max:(just kinda stares, he seems kind of unphased but he wasn't expecting this exactly)…Welp…

Kristy:(confused)Literally how and why???? Wait, what???? She has so much cash, she literally wouldn't even miss it!!!!!

Sharky:(Leans back, mentally tired)She pushed it basically as "this is part of the job!" Kinda shit, i tried going at it from that angle, didn't do shit.

Max:(annoyed, texting, looks up)Gonna just ask, does uhhhh, does Orange know that when people say "eat the rich" that DOES INCLUDE her or? Cuz uhhhh, i'm just saying, she's making that sound quite tempting and uhhhhh…I wouldn't hesitate…

Kristy:(just looks back at Max, gives him a weird look)……What?

Max:(smirks)You heard me.

Sharky:(frustrated)Look, doesn't matter, she's not gonna fucking help, we have to figure out something else to do…

Kristy:(thinking, she perks up)Wait, we could ask Nucleo!!!

Max:(typing on his phone)I got him on speed dial, hold up…

Sharky:(just gazes over)No, God, don't be bothering Nucleo okay???

Max:(confused)Why not? He helped us last time.

Kristy:(remembering)He did but…Wait, Orange also got onto him for that, uhhh…I…Don't wanna get him in trouble again…

Max:(amused)Nucleo legit daydreams about Orange punching and kicking him in the face, it'd be fine. It's his like…Kink or whatever…

Sharky:(getting more annoyed)No!!! It's not fine!!! Just!!!! (Trying to calm down, let's out a big breath)Let's just…Try and figure out a way to deal with this that doesn't involve dragging other people into this okay????

Max:(on his shit)Capitalism literally cannot exist without you dragging othe-

Sharky:(snapping again)I KNOW ABOUT CAPITALISM BEING SHIT MAX, HOLY FUCK, CAN YOU BOTH JUST STOP FOR 5 SECONDS???? LOVE OF POSEIDON!!!!!!! ------------------------ The Captain: I don't understand how the fuck you can put up with her…

Nucleo: ………………Yknow you're right actually, FUCK Orange Hair, she can fuckin deal with shit herself, fuck her…

The Captain: ………..Wait, you're serious? (just stares at a stonefaced Nucleo)………Oh fuck, you…You are serious, holy shit…Goddamn, ok then… ------------------------

(We see Nucleo walking into the lab only to see OH has fallen asleep at her desk, papers strewn about everywhere while she snores…Nucleo decides to try and help, knowing that's probably not the best place for her to sleep…)

Nucleo:(trying to be cheerful, shakes her shoulders a bit, amused)Hey sleepy, wanna maybe sleep in your bed instead of the table?

OH:(Orange jolts up, her eyes purple from not sleeping for a while, shaking her head to wake up before quickly shoving Nucleo off)Thanks for waking me up, need to get back to work now though, i have to figure out this-

Nucleo:(he's very quick and as she reaches out for some of her papers, he quickly makes a radiation shield around them, making them unaccessible to her, hand on her shoulder)I kinda think it'd be better if you took a break…When was the last time you slept?

OH:(annoyed, tries to think)…….Last week? I don't know, lost track of the days…

Nucleo:(questioning)You even eat recently? Shower? You do anything not work related for even an hour lately or?

OH:(her eyes shifting more and more as Nucleo goes down the list, annoyed, getting up)Ok, ok, ok, fuck, fine…I'll go waste time and…"self care" i guess…

Nucleo:(crossing his arms, following her to make sure she goes)Not really a waste if you're gonna fall into needing these things at some point anyway. All this work crap will be waiting after you take a break, you need it. You can't save the world from demons if you're falling asleep at the wheel…

OH:(annoyed as she goes downstairs to her basement bedroom)You sound like those damn kids bickering at each other…

Nucleo:(smirking)Good, they got good points and they look out for each other. Good qualities to have.

OH:(annoyed, closing her bedroom door)Yeah yeah, welp. Night i guess… ------------------------ (OH getting out and giving Max a full ass flamethrower)

OH:(glaring him in the eyes before giving it to him)You be fucking careful and responsible with this or it'll be my fire you'll be worrying about, understand me?

Max:(nods)Yes ma'am, got it.

OH:(nods back, handing it over)Good.

Max:(holding it as Orange gets other weapons down, looking at the flamethrower in sheer awe and admiration)…….I don't think i have ever felt more allo then i do holding this gun, oh my god, i think i'm actually in love…

OH:(just responding as she's busy)Yes, it is quite a beautiful gun isn't it? Will certainly be useful for the upcoming mission i have planned out for you 3… -------------------------- (We see Nucleo waiting at the bottom of the stairs in the main cabin with a coffee he bought, him talking with Amber as he waits on Max and Kristy to come down. Nucleo is in charge atm of taking the 2 Trio derps somewhere (probs for a mission or whatever) )

Nucleo:(talking with Amber, trying to understand a bit)So what's up again exactly? Like…Why do i have to do this on my day off? Like, i guess i don't understand why Sharky can't do this…

Amber:(explaining a bit as she's busy on the couch, folding laundry)I told Orange Sharky wasn't really in the best state to be driving in, he told me earlier he went to Pink Fin and got some meds, he woke up very sick and was throwing up so…Yeah, doing a mission is the last thing he needs to be doing right now…So he's probably asleep right now, resting up.

Nucleo:(understanding but still questioning)Ok, got that. So…Why can't this all just be pushed back altogether? Like why does this all need to be done TODAY then?

Amber:(busily folding)You're probably gonna have to take that one up with Orange…(hears a timer go off in the kitchen, quickly gets up) Oh! There's my bread timer, hold that thought!! (Runs into the kitchen to deal with that)

Nucleo:(sighs, annoyed before calling out to the derps)……HEY, YOU KIDS ALMOST READY OR WHAT?????

Max:(from the upstairs bathroom)YEAH, JUST NEEDA FINISH SHAVING, HOLD UP!!!!! I NEED THE TIME TO LOOK GOOD!!!!

Kristy:(quickly, heading downstairs in a rush)Yep!!!! I'm fully ready-!!!!!

(As Kristy goes downstairs she ends up tripping and hitting Nucleo, his coffee flying out of his hands however Nucleo is very quick and is able to catch the cup, lid and liquid in levitation magic, stopping it all from hitting the ground)

Kristy:(standing up again, in awe that Nucleo was able to do that, watching him guide the liquid back into the cup and then put the lid back on)…….Wowwwww, holy shit… Nucleo:(smirking)Yeah, you're lucky i have the skills to do that, paid like 6 bucks, for this…(calling out again)MAX, CMON!!!!

Max:(yelling back)I'M TRYING TO HURRY, GODDAMNIT!!!!!! ---------------------- (OH and Kristy are driving somewhere. OH is smoking and she has the windows up so Kristy's just coughing on the fumes)

Kristy:(glares over)Do you have to be smoking in the car like this???

OH:(looks over)I mean, you can leave…

Kristy:(stares in confusion)Leave? Orange, we're on a highway!!! In a damn thunderstorm!!!!! Where am i supposed to go?????

OH:(smoking, lets smoke out of her mouth, shrugs)I dunno but you can leave. Not like i'm holding you hostage or anything…

Kristy:(pissed)YOU LITERALLY KIDNAPPED ME, YOU DID THAT, WHAT THE FUCK?????? ------------------------- (We see a very tired as fuck Orange Hair come downstairs, her apparently just waking up. We see Amber cleaning up things after breakfast as OH comes down and opens the fridge to get a drink. Orange's hair was obviously down beforehand and now is in a big ass tangled ratsnest knot…)

Amber:(as OH closes the fridge door, pulling out a sports drink(like a gatorade or something)a bit startled by the state of her hair, questioning)Uhhhh, Orange, your hair…Ummmm…

OH:(she tiredly blows a bang out of her face before her hair ignites in a firey orange glow, OH whipping it back out straight and back into its usual form, that hurricane esc style. Stares at Amber)That better?

Amber:(nods, trying to be very nice)Yeah! That looks great!

OH:(opening up her drink, tired)Good. I never worry about that shit, i'm a living hair straighter with my magic…And hair curler if i wanted to i guess…Point is, i've got heat built in, easy fixes. I don't care. ------------------------ (OH and Kristy in a fight over some shit)

Orange:(pissed)That is an ORDER Kristy, i expect you to FOLLOW IT!!!!!

Kristy:(at her snapping point, pissed as fuck and enraged)Maybe you should follow THIS!!!!!!!!!! (Within a quick snap, Kristy makes a very big and powerful green colored ray ball of energy and shoots it directly at OH, hitting her dead on without any warning and nailing THE FUCK out of her, actually sending Orange back into a wall and crashing cracks into it with the force of Orange hitting it………and the entire room goes silent as Kristy's eyes narrow at what she just did along with Orange seeming like that did do some sort of pain/damage to her as she peels herself off the wall, leaving an imprint…)

Max:(just leaning towards Kristy, his eyes narrowed and locked on OH)……Pretty sure she's gonna kill you for that…

Kristy:(scrambling for words, scared)I, Orange, i'm sooooooo sorry, you're right, i should just be following orders from you, you're right, you-

Orange:(recovering, brushing walldust off her jacket, her gaze steady but calmer)……Actually, yknow what? ……..I'm proud of you for that one, you put some force into that, took me off guard and actually did some damage…Good work Kristy, i expect more of that from you…

Kristy:(just staring)…….I'm sorry, what?

Orange:(annoyed)Just take the damn compliment kid, sheesh… --------------------------

(thinkin bout that ep where Max is a depressive wreck and Nucleo's taking him to a Sunrises concert to try and help him feel better which uhhhh yeahhhhh, not…Not gonna be as easy as that…)

Max:(coming downstairs to see Nucleo in his punk get-up while Max is in his Sunrises hoodie, Max stares at Nucleo very confused and his depression is still veryyyyy much there in his tone)…What are you wearing?

Nucleo:(cheerful and excited for the concert)This is my punk get-up!! I dunno bout you but i'm ready to rock!!

Max:(staring very confused, tired)……..Nucleo, this isn't a rock show we're going to…

Nucleo:(stops, staring at Max, confused)…Wait, what? I thought it was? Sunrises isn't a punk band?

Max:(staring still, shakes his head)No…Sunrises is one enby peep that makes dubstep music from their basement…This is more like…a rave concert i guess you'd call it or…Something…

Nucleo:(taking that in)………Oh…….Welp uhhhh, hold on a second, i guess i'll take some of this off then so i'll fit in better with ya…I'm leaving the make up though hehe… ---------------------------- (Nucleo's fighting this rando cult shadowdemon and is thoroughly pissed the fuck off after all the shit that's been going on…)

Shadowcult member:(smirking with a murderous intent, says the thing that pushes Nucleo over the edge)That's alot of talk for a pretty little plant mer like yourself…

Nucleo:(he's had e-fucking-nough so he proceeds to do some dark shit, he grabs the shadowdemons face and blasts pure radiation magic in their face, enough to cause major major damage, skin and hair falling off as the shadowdemon screams in agony…Nucleo lets go and the shadowdemon falls, screaming and flailing around as their skin melts, Nucleo just glares, tired and pissed off, his veins glowing green)…Maybe that'll help you remember i'm a radiation mer actually…Tell your friends i got more for em if they try that stupidass shit again… --------------------------- (We see Nucleo mad dash running into the garage area, stopping whenever he sees Sharketa who's busy looking for something in the clutter…)

Nucleo:(upset, seeing Sharky's car is gone)Shit!!!! Fuck!!!! I'm too late, fuck!!!! (notices Sharketa)Sharketa!!! Quick, did Sharky or Kristy or Max say where they were going or?????

Sharketa:(worried by his discomposure)Uhhhh, no? I…Or…I thought i heard Kristy say something about downtown? I think? Why?

Nucleo:(frantic)Ughhh!!!! Long story but OH doing shit again!!! I think there's a chance she might have slipped some explosives in some of their supplies!!!!

Sharketa:(immediately alarmed)WAIT, WHAT????? DID SHE DO THAT ON PURPOSE???????? WHAT THE FUCK?????

Nucleo:(frantic, scared, anxious)Fuck, again, long story!!!! I can explain later, i just need to fucking get to them and fast, fuck!!!!!(eyes light up at one of the motorcycles in the garage, rushing over to it, pulling it out of clutter, grabbing some keys with his magic and a helmet, putting the helmet on, ripping off his labcoat, speaking quickly)If anybody asks, i'm going after them, i don't have alot of time, i need to get to them ASAP!!!

Sharketa:(anxious, worried as fuck now)Do you even know how to ride a motorcycle????

Nucleo:(getting on and turning it on, anxious as fuck)Nope!!! I guess i'm learning today!!!! I've ridden a bike before though so uhhhh, i assume they're at least similar enough!!!! Can't think about that now, i gotta go!!!! The fucking things i do for you damn kids!!!!!

(Before Sharketa can respond again to that, we see Nucleo rev up the engine and speed off, him skidding some as he's obviously not fucking used to it, oof…) ------------------------ (Ok...I like this one but i am...Trying to decide if it's physically possible for Nucleo TO get drunk...Cuz like...Posion immunities, disease immunitys, idk, what do you think? Can he get drunk or no? lmaoooo)

(Late at night, idfk what context is butttt i imagine Nucleo brought some alcohol over and got a little tipsy (i can see him doing that whenever stress gets to be too much or he just wants to relax a bit but i can't see Nucleo really getting flatout shitfaced often, probs more just tipsy/light drunk sometimes.))

Nucleo:(amused, slightly drunk so he's kinda out of it)So what you're saying is that short men DO have rights? So what you're saying in general is that there's a chance?

OH:(Just staring, trying to work still)………You have been talking to yourself for like an hour and half straight, please just go home…

Nucleo:(smirking, drunk)Probably not a good idea cuz immmmmmm kinda drunk hehehehehe…

OH:(working)Which is why i'd get Sharky to take you home or something, just…Please, i'm trying to work…

Nucleo:(annoyed, snarky)You're always fuckin working…You never do fuckin anything else… --------------------- Nucleo:(questioning)……..Are you actually jealous of me or…?

Orange Hair:(She sits a moment before she actually says something pretty out there for herself)……….You know……Yeah………Maybe i am a bit……….

Nucleo:(taken aback but he tries to hold it together for her sake)……..How? You're so much higher up on the society ladder then i am, you're literally a living legend at this point, a multi millionaire, what could i have that you don't???

Orange Hair:(sits a moment, looks him dead in the eyes)……..Happiness……..You actually see a point in life, you can see the beauty in it, the value of your own life……..And……….I can't do that…………I don't ever say it but…….There's not a day that goes by that i don't think i'd be better off dead……..So…………

Nucleo:(sits there, taking that in…And they both sit in silence, him not knowing what to say to that…) ------------------- ...One last one for the road maybe lol --- (We see The Captain looking around the hotel room for Nucleo and being unable to find him until a thought crosses his mind. We cut shots to him sliding open their hotel door. We can see that they actually have a bit of a backyard with this hotel room and as such of having a bit of room, we see a pool and a jacuzzi. The jacuzzi is one of the ones you have to cover and uncover and we see it uncovered, we also see it's a decently deep jacuzzi and that the bubbles going and the water glowing…But we don't see anyone above water…Until Nucleo rises to the surface, leaning back and relaxing…shirtless and in his merform, his tailfin tips sticking out of the water, obviously having a nice time by himself…Which is when The Captain approaches and Nucleo notices him there.)

Nucleo:(his face falling, annoyed)Oh Neptune damnit, what did Orange do now???

The Captain:(stares)Uh, nothing i was aware of, wasn't here to talk about her…

Nucleo:(a bit annoyed but his face softens a bit, relieved)Well guess there's that then…Did you need something then? Do i have to get out? Cuz i haven't been in my merform in a really long while and i just wanna relax, enjoy my lemonade here and the water…

The Captain:(shrugs as he stands there)Eh, just kinda bored. Wanted some company i guess…

Nucleo:(thinks for a moment, just accepting The Captain being here now)That's fine then i suppose as long as you don't expect me to move or get out…Kind of a long process so…(drinks some of his lemonade before putting it down again and sinking some into the water) The Captain:(we see him staring at Nucleo's tail)Y'know…I could see mertails every day i don't think i'd ever get used to it. It just always feels like my minds playing tricks on me or something…

Nucleo:(flicking his tail in the water, obviously happy to be using it)Can't relate since i was born with it. If anything, legs are more of a mindfuck to me. Took me a while to get good at using mine. Like, i'm used to it now but like ehhhh… ------------------------ Wowie!! Angst and stuff with The Captain too tho...(Who i am in the process of redesigning again cuz fuckin yeah, old design is...Not as good as it could be, don't worry, he's still gon be like 57 cuz yeah ofc.) Also the face-melting thing... 1. Radiation is not a good thing to mess with and 2. Nucleo can be an absolute beast if he wanted to be. Just cuz he's weak powered strength-wise does not mean he cannot do damage cuz he absolutely can and does in the series. We're going up against a murder cult of demons, they kinda have it coming tbh lmao... In closing:

[theraedar]

HEWWO FWIEND 14 and all the ones from 16-22 for the art asks >:3c

HEWWO MY BUDDY!!!! Reply under cut bc it got long haha

14. Any favorite motifs

Baroque scrollwork and filigree are really pretty! They’re a pain tho idk how I find a way to do them so often lmao I also like whenever I get to do victorian aesthetics or alice in wonderland elements too!

16. Something you are good at but don't really have fun doing

Hmm going back to the scrollwork-esque stuff, idk if I’m necessarily good at it and it’s not that I dislike doing it, but it’s more that every time I do, it I’m like “why’d I choose to draw this again, it’s HARD to come up with” but I’m usually proud of how it comes out! Like these

17. Do you eat/drink when drawing? if so, what

I usually make tea whenever I draw or play games but I get so focused on what I’m doing that I ALWAYS forget to drink it. I will literally take one sip right before I dive into my work and then not touch it at all until MUCH later LOL that’s why I had to get myself one of those bottles that keeps your drink warm for like 12 hrs. I still will absolutely forget it but at least it’s still lukewarm by the time I remember :’)

18. An estimate of how much art supplies you've broken

Hmmm I mainly do digital art and thankfully I don’t break much of that (except some worn down pen nibs and a horribly frayed wire on my first drawing tablet), but I totally decimated one of my posable figma models bc I tried to bend the limbs too far and they snapped off...she lost an arm and both legs.........

19. Favorite inanimate objects to draw (food, nature, etc.)

LOL NOTHING MAYBE??? Well in bgs I think the nature element I’m best at drawing is probably clouds.....still so proud of these ones, I love doing the airplane line (?) through the sky haha....also only did this once in the vilorel hangout doodle page but I enjoyed drawing the makeup products!

20. Something everyone else finds hard to draw but you enjoy

Mmm maybe hands? i still find them super hard to draw too, but I do like drawing graceful hands!! Will most definitely find an excuse to hide them if I can tho :’)

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways

hmmm I can’t really think of a specific example rn bc every artist’s style differs from each other so ofc I’m gonna like a bunch of artists with styles nothing like mine 🤔

22. What physical exercises do you do before drawing, if any

NONE BUT I REALLY SHOULD HUH

[izzy-b-hands]

Rizzy for the ask game?

Ship It!

1. What made you ship it?

A few things, but I'm just gonna choose a couple at random for this ajdnfjf.

For sure that Izzy isn't used to someone else caring or looking after him much, at least not anymore, and Roach Cares.

Yeah He's Mr. Meat's Meat while tossing around a knife, but he also worries abt the Swede during the scurvy episode (as do I. I'm so sorry Swede bby, the teeth SHOULD go back in) and, adding in that historically pirate cooks/docs usually were in that role due to their own injuries (maybe Roach having to sew his own arm back on?) and as such, for Roach, I figure that means he's probably a bit of a quiet background worrier. Abt the crew and supplies and anything else, but he's not gonna Say Anything and ultimately may let a metaphorical plate fall that he's holding up if fun presents itself (understandable and mood)

That's where they meet: Roach finally breaking and admitting yes he's worried he's Always fucking worried, Izzy! People depend on him, especially since the captain doesn't pay half any attention to food supplies, and that's heavy!

Izzy knows similar worries and pressure as the first mate, and he offers a place for Roach to vent those out instead of burying them. A safe spot to complain abt anything and anyone.

Roach gives Izzy a place too: a place to let his guard down and be looked after a little, in the way ppl do looking after each other (roach keeps coffee ready in the kitchen bc he knows izzy will pop in for more, and that he'll sit and chat and watch roach make lunch and think abt something other than work, at least until he offers to help out-tho that tends to turn into making out and ignoring the food on the counter lmao).

Like. a little den, they can meet and be safe together in, after they tunnel out from the stress of work, to put it like that.

2. Fave Things?

akdnfjgng So Many lol. Each fic I write with them is honestly just me trying to highlight another little bit of the ship that I love like.

One thing I've been trying to write and focus more on is that they can be themselves outside of their roles on the ship when they're together, but that they do have to actively work at that.

Like, yes, Roach loves making and sharing food with Izzy, but he also does want a night out at a nice restaurant. He's also absolutely itching to critique every bit of the meal tho. Izzy takes him out and holds his hand whenever he gets twitchy over the plating, and after insists on laying together and letting Roach nitpick the meal and service. He knows Roach still had fun, this is just the easiest way for him to show it at least for now.

Or for Izzy, how he's used to being Ed's intercom essentially and sending out info and orders and he'll stab whoever he needs to if Ed says jump, but occasionally a day off probably wouldn't be a bad thing. Takes ages for him to get even remotely used to the idea before Roach arranges a day for them to stop at a port and do just. Anything. For at least a few days, so Izzy doesn't get anxious abt wasting time and not 'doing enough.' Reminds him while they lay on the beach together that this is the Point of time away, to relax and not be treated like you would at work.

However, Roach knows that Izzy is like him and can only tear away so far from his work at present, so it turns into something like

Shopping, with them snagging souvenirs for the others in the form of things they actually need bc Izzy has the latest not finished crew shopping list memorized and he Wants to buy them stuff but he can't quite manage it to be something wholly fun and not otherwise useful (which Roach admits isn't the worst thing in the end, and besides that he gets to hang on Izzy's arm and enjoy the show while he argues with a vendor over the authenticity of the materials used in this knife set Jim might like. Jim will know if the knives are crap, damn it!)

3. Unpopular Opinion?

That I ship this at all is at least a little unpopular it seems like lol, but otherwise nothing comes to mindaksnkfgnjg

[5-7-9]

expanding on my fairytail OC with a treasure guild team including a fashionista and a blacksmith.

Sorryyyyyyy but Lucy’s magic clothes are nottttttt new 3: Fashionista is a girly girl that usually works in Heart Kruez’s regular clothes line. Has a passion for fashion and fabrics and sewing. She has an invisibility cloak paired with a perfume that removes all oder to become completely stealthy. She also has perfume magic potions(?) like that blue pegasus guy, they might’ve met before. But wouldn’t it be so much more fun if she hanged out with Bob? (Does perfume even count as holder magic? The team is all holder magic btw). She has magic thread🪡🧵🧶 that can work by controlling magical and nonmagical thread telekinetically around or with her hands and limbs to restrain others. Sometimes it’s infused with a specific element type. Remember Aries wool? She also has wool shields. She also created special magic infused bandages❤️‍🩹🤕🩹 that work better than normal ones. How so? Idk, they just do. (I say magic infused but i’m on the verge of saying “enchanted” but apparently Wendy’s enchantments aren’t a usual type of magic to have or whatever bruh). I totally would’ve given my OC the ability to infuse different types of magics in her clothing and then use it but I refrained from doing so, just so Lucy could still seem unique. The clothing can still be compatible with different types of magic elements for defense, like fire resistance or water proof. She also uses requip, and my first Fairytail OC gave her a small pouch for innovatory (since she said the backpacks clash with every outfit she had). Uses magic jewlery too, rings earrings necklaces collars bracelets crowns hairties hairclips headbands, yes they control different elements. Plus Nail polish magic(?) with sleeping and poison effects like that dog dude (it’s funny how searching up fairytail dog dude actually makes him pop up). She’d absolutely love that colour mood changer clothing device. Maybe it was created as my collector OC’s gift to her, that’d be stealing credit from canon tho lol.

Maybe it’s gender bias of mine but Blacksmith is a manly man. Might meet Elfman because that’d be fitting. He’s in Heart Kruez’s armory department of course, actually creating plenty of weapons from the supplies my first OC gives them. Has a passion for metalwork and strength/durability/endurance. He’s a tank. He has these hammers⚒️ that are heavy but can also adjust the size slightly. (I was imagining a giant hammer and couldn’t get it outta my head, but my first OC is known moreso for their magic abundance and collecting trinkets rather than heavy lifting, so I realized i needed a new OC). He’s probably met up with Erza moreso than the rest have, i like to think they bond very much. He has requip like everyone in this team, and uses it just like Erza with armour and weaponry alike, but as a bigger and male version and way slower i guess. He doesn’t use swords tho, opting for his armored/armoured fists and legs and blunt weapons. Actually, maybe one of those fantasy only prosthetic arms would fit. Also, why doesn’t Erza have shields? So, he has shields too. 🛡️ He kinda uses his shields as a frisbee weapon tho, like capatin america does. (Well, since he’s a tank and because the Fashionista has defense clothing already he doesn’t really need to use a shield for defense most of the time).

I wanna expand on the collector by giving them a magic screwdriver🪛🔩 to help them reconstruct and deconstruct tools. (Man, they’d love legos…). And the tube extractor work in collusion with a magic glass bottle reinforced with magic to contain magic ironically. But there should be a magic bottle🍾 that just absorbs stuff directly into the bottle like a vortex anyhow, with two openings so that one sents stuff out, or three openings so whatever’s inside stays inside but you can touch it. Then that stuff gets’s put into magic glass jars or those pocket bags that absorbs/contains magic, so the empty absorption vortex funnel tube can continue to collect. Also vortex backpacks that can shrink bigger objects and store them, which only works once because gaining back it’s original huge size results in the backpack’s breakage. Also plugs that download magic and info. Also a virus drive that makes all magic go unstable/haywire. I mentioned they can use all types of holder magic, including jewelry and guns and small daggers and machinery and staffs and talismans, except I’ve decided they didn’t use swords unless they tried to. I’ve thought about Mystogan’s staffs being used for big spells, but I thought i would be more fitting if my OC used an assortment of different trinkets like a crystal or stone and book and tiny totem or doll and a weird cube optical illusion puzzle and trumpet or any instrument or something. To really represent that different magics angle, because 5 staffs was kinda boring/uncreative. Effective, but i’d rather not. I thought it’d really suck if the objects get easily broken by enemies, so they all deserve a reinforced barrier enchantment that makes it sorta indestructible! There are cases where collector sacrifices their magic tools invoking it’s destruction tho. Card magic is interesting as a holder type because it can also do prediction, sounds way more complex than my OC can handle, maybe Cana can give them pointers. They’d freak seeing Lucy having 8 golden celestial spirit keys, then try to sell her a bunch of silver keys.

So you have a girly girl, a vaguely nonbinary, and a manly man. Perfect 👌 I was thinking if a resourcer/collector, fashionista, and blacksmith all worked together, they could create the perfect armour and weaponry. That’s my line of reasoning anyhow. All this just to explain magic items. I never even got to magic potions! Wtf is Alchemy and why haven’t we’ve heard of it until now. Or have we? I don’t remember. But we’ve only ever known one doctor in the entire series and it’s that pink haired old lady. Potions are easy to understand tho, not like tools that don’t even have its own magical fictional metal or ores would be.

[justcallmesakira]

tw: a quick vent cs i am fucking tired :3, lots of disturbing topics

Honesty i dont understand why i am breathing rn :D

Like maybe it was better if i hadent been born? i wish they aborted me honestly because no one would even care if i would dissapear for a day

Yeah no one! :D why? because i make myself so free to others that they only see me as the girl who helps everyone blah blah. If anything i sometimes wonder if i even have friends! Because i have to be the one coming up to them ALWAYS! just to converse so they dont gather in groups and talk shit abt me! hehe

Infact i dont know how many days i have left till i go jumping off a building! i am on my bedroom cold floor rn crying sobbing and whatever synonyms of weeping there is while typing this bcs i dont have the energy to write in my journal because my parents demotivated me so much by making my personal hobbies into studying and all i have 0 motivation to even breathe haha

I even choked on my water because of so much crying hahahah silly me

You know when i say i am fine/? I am not actually I have been sneaking to bathrooms to silently cry an overthing and have been overworking myself, starving myself and barely having any sleep!

I am far away from fine but will i lie so no one suspects me? Yup!

But maybe its my fault

Maybe my parents deserved a better daughter

Not someonen like me who cant even get a good diploma

Its definetly my fault that i am useless maybe if i worked a bit harder all these years i would have been someone better?

I really cant anymore like what do i ned to do to finally be accepted? I am good at nothing really i barely draw nowadays because my mom takes away my art supplies which i bought with my own money for months because ofmy exams so during that time i dont really have the energy to draw

I told myself i would journal everyday but after my mom told how ugly and shit my writing is and that i should stop writing abt my health and day and write about actual study type stuff

But ig its fr my own good,,journaling used to help me alot but now my fingers feel too numb :)

She even read my writing...I am happy she didnt read the part where i talk about how i am was continuosly banging my head against my kneecap because the concrete on my wall was too painfull and that i am starving myself to become skinnier nowadays and i cant hav great amount of sleep too

Hehe i guess i kindaof perform s/a

I want to write more things boggling in my mind because i ant stop crying, tears are continuoing to spill on my screen and i am trying my best not scream because if my mom hears it she will be mad

I dont want my mom to be mad it hurts me really tho she hurts me a bit more...still

Err anyways maybe i am being drmatic? idk i dont care anymore because i have been having a bit too much of suicidal thoughts

hehe:3

[miekasa]

mie….could we please get college au eren headcanons👉🏽👈🏽

Of course. I’m always thinking about his big head anyway <33 might as well put it good use.

One thing he learned in college is how to make his hyperfocus/fixation episodes work for him; that’s why he schedules all his classes as close together as possible. He’d rather have class back to back for 5 hours, than have it spread out with hours in between lectures, because that increases his changes of cutting.

You can always tell when he’s in class and/or what class he’s in by how much he responds to your messages. If he doesn’t text back at all, he’s in a class that hard or one he enjoys, or both. But if he’s sending you iMessage games, then you know he’s in his elective that he couldn’t care else about (and is probably cheating in someway somehow lmfao). 

He usually puts his phone on dnd when he’s in a class that’s important, but you’re in his favorite contacts, so your messages always ring through. What if it’s an emergency and you need him for something? Advanced Roots of Human Biology can wait. 

Some days there are one or two our breaks between his lectures, that’s just how the scheduling works out. When that happens, he usually sneaks into one of your lectures, or goes to your place to take a nap. Your roommates have become accustomed to him, honestly they’ve been considering giving him a key. 

Once, he didn’t realize that your lecture was basically a seminar, with you, the prof and maybe six other students. He still stayed lmao, and the prof was so amazed by his dedication, that she didn’t even mind. Occasionally, you’ll catch the two of them talking after lecture. It’s pretty cute the way she’s adopted him into the class even tho he’s not on the roster. 

You... have to show him where the library is lmfao. He genuinely has not stepped foot in one until you bring him to one. He likes it tho lmao once he gets used to it. 

Speaking of which, do not give him standard directions to find your classes on campus because all you’ll get is, “Babe, I’m gonna keep it real with you, I’ve never heard of the ‘West Quad’ a day in my life. What building are you near.”

He usually comes to see you in the library after all his lectures are done for the day. Sometimes he does homework, sometimes he’s just fucking around on his computer, sometimes he’s just bothering you. When you have to leave to go to class, he stays behind to watch your stuff so you don’t have to pack everything up and come back. 

Very protective when it comes to keeping your seat for you. No, you cannot take that chair to your table you good for nothing freshman; it’s reserved for you. 

He’ll drag you out of the library if you’ve been cooped up all day, tho. Eren will use his height and his strength against you to get you up. Placates you with kisses when he sees your angry expression, and promises to buy you food.

He takes your backpack for you when you’re walking together,m. His backpack is frustratingly light all the time, even during midterms. You swear all he’s got in there is a pencil and some flashcards. 

If you have night classes, he sticks around to walk you home after, especially in the winter when it gets dark faster. If he’s not already on campus, he’ll walk/drive back to meet you; he just doesn’t like you going home alone. Even if your friend/roommate is in the class with you, Eren will walk or drive the both of you home for his own sanity. 

He plays sports, so he usually has practice most evenings, but he’ll find a way to make time. If practice was particularly brutal, he’ll probably crash at your place.

He loves it when you come to meet him after practice. His whole face lights up and he waves obnoxiously, before he gathers up his stuff and all but sprints towards you. You get a cold water bottle to the face, or a bit of water splashed on you usually, which he takes immense amusement in. 

He knows it’s not possible for you to make it to all of his games, and usually it doesn’t bother him much; you’ve got your own life, and work to worry about. All he asks is that you wear his jersey, or any item of his sports apparel/merch on game day (he’s partial to hoodies).

By the time junior year rolls around, he’s not all that interested in attending parties that aren’t hosted by your friends; so, unless it’s at Connie, Jean, or Reiner and Bertholdt’s place, Eren will usually decline. Even team parties, he’s not crazy about unless it’s to celebrate a championship or something. He’d much rather celebrate with you. 

He does get excited about hosting parties though, and he and Jean become pretty damn good co-hosts. They don’t throw ragers, and that’s probably why Eren likes it so much. It’s usually your friend group and a couple plus ones, some good music, games, weed, and take-out. 

He’ll buy you coffee whenever you ask for it. The first time, he just orders something plain, not really knowing the difference between anything; but give it two or three tries, and he’ll get it perfect. He becomes so good that he can order you something new/different and you’ll love it. 

That’s kind of the start of his own coffee addiction, and more often than not, when he buys you a cup, he’s on his second or third of the day himself. The flavor has really grown on him, okay. 

He much prefers your apartment, but on occasion, he’ll ask you to come to his. You’ve been studying for so long, a change of environment should do you good, he claims. He’s a fucking liar tho because that’s all Eren Talk for “I do genuinely want you to come over, but my plans are to coerce you out of doing your assignments and doing me instead.”

Lmfao he adds you on Apple Watch Rings just so you can see him close his rings every day and laugh at you. Even if yours get closed by virtue of walking around campus or working out or whatever, his numbers are stupidly high because he fucking has practice at least 4 days of the week. 

Of course when you’re running on a soccer field for 2 hours every day, you close your Move Ring five times, Eren. Leave the rest of us alone. 

He buys you guys matching accessories for your keychains. It’s something pretty cute, and slightly random, but it reminded him of you. It also serves as a reminder to himself to take his fucking keys with him when he leaves his house. 

He sleeps like a fucking rock, so do not let him fall asleep in the library. Waking him up is a mission, and he’s never happy to be woken up. He looks kinda cute tho. 

He schedules dates for you and his friends. Usually by accident, but hear me out. Sometimes he’ll make plans with Armin, then forget that he has class or a test or something; so his solution is to text you, “hey, i forgot min and i were supposed to go some aquarium tomorrow but i have a midterm so here’s the pdf of my ticket, go with him for me, thanks babe love u” then, boop, you and Armin have an aquarium date Friday evening. 

The same thing happens with Mikasa, though, she usually catches the scheduling conflict before Eren does, and invites you out herself. You and Mikasa hang out quite a bit anyway, so it comes to the point where she tells you when she’s gonna hang out with Eren, so you can make yourself free for when he inevitably remember he has a game that day. 

Mikasa is most amazed that you’ve put up with Eren this long lmao. You’ve certainly lessened her Eren & Armin babysitting hours, and for that she’s eternally grateful. Also, she’s just happy to have another close friend. She loves Eren and Armin, but they’re not the most social beings, and she was literally their only friend besides the other for all their childhood PLEASE she’s so happy you’re around. 

It’s Mikasa, however, who babysits you and Eren whenever you both get too drunk. Says you guys are two peas in a pod (affectionate<2)

If you tell Eren something important that happened, like an internship you got, or a good grade in a class, or something, he usually relays that information to his mom pls. He texts her every day, and if she doesn’t ask for an update on you first, he gives her one.

Carla calls you sometimes, too. At least once every few weeks, just to check on you herself. She really likes you for Eren, and is grateful someone is willing to put up with her hotheaded son. 

Eren’s always using your fucking chapstick. Always. You know he has his own, so why he needs to use yours is beyond you. Finds time to make some dumbass comment about how it’s an “indirect kiss” every time he uses it too. Like bro, we’re dating, and have had many direct kisses why are you like this.

He posts on Instagram every few weeks or so, but you’re on his story every few days. Usually, it’s just a video of you minding your business and doing your work while Eren slowly zooms in before making some loud noise to surprise you, all so he can get your reaction on video and laugh at it. He’s annoying. 

He’s a bit of a copycat when it comes to the products you use. He’ll buy the same brand of pens as you (for that matter, all of his school supplies mirror yours because what does he know about the difference between A4 and A5 notebooks?), put a little hand sanitizer on his backpack like yours (and a lotion, too, for good measure), he even copies your Starbucks order until he finds one he likes for himself. It’s one of his love languages <3

If you’re wondering where your eyelash curler went, Eren stole it to try it on himself, hurt himself, vowed to never use it again, went back because he wanted to “do it right and not give up,” liked the results when he didn’t pinch his eyelid, and now it’s his. 

That being said, stop trying to put your Fenty lipgloss on him, it’s never going to happen. Eye makeup, maybe, only if you sit in his lap and he can have his hands on your ass while you do it. 

What he does love is letting you do his skincare. He will set aside dedicated skincare nights, he adores it. Easily one of his favorite things ever. 

You have his wallet. Not because he’s your sugar daddy or anything (although, if you want something, he’d definitely let you use his card to get it; and even if you bought something without asking, he wouldn’t think twice about it), but because he put it in your bag once and never took it out. 

When you tried to give it back, he just shook his head and told you to keep it, “I have my ID in my phone case anyway, and you’re less likely to lose it. Plus I put all my cards on Apple Pay, so I’m good.”

When you do make it to a game of his, he’s all over you when it’s over. Not in a cocky athlete boyfriend kind of way; in a very sleepy boyfriend kind of way. He’s usually got ice on at least one part of his body, and he’s got half his body weight on you as you walk to the car. 

By the time you guys get back to your place, he’s practically sleep walking. The only thing on his mind is taking a hot shower to soothe his muscles, and heading to bed. The aftermath of game days aren’t all that bad though, because even if you didn’t show, you’re always there to kiss him when he’s home and massage his shoulders, and cuddle him to sleep; and that’s his favorite part. 

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Hey Exiled. I wanted to say that your fics are super amazing and as an aspiring writer, I want to be as good as you. Hope you are doing well.

Possible Trigger Warning(?)

This is for if/when your requests open up again, but imagine Xiao or Albedo with an s/o that’s being tortured and they’re forced to watch. Like they can’t do anything to save them and end up losing their s/o. (I mean for this to inflict pain as this is my favorite troupe. It can honestly work with anyone; I just chose these two boys because they are my favorites)

Today we woke up and we chose violence 🤝finally got around to working on this, I think it's about time I seriously manifest Hu Tao even tho I'm all fluffy lately ywy I love this community, you all give me the best brain juice ehehh Edit: Also also awww thank you for your kind words, sweetie, I'm sure you're already good in your own way!

Blood Money

Albedo and Xiao witness their S/O getting tortured... Blood, violence, the obvious stuff. And also death warning, read at your own risk. (masterlist)

With every punch sends nothing but painful regret into his gut.

His fragile and weak body was beaten into submission, and Albedo comes to spite himself over realizing just how useless he is without his Vision, how useless he would be with it either way. Maybe if he knew the things that would transpire, he would have taken great consideration into mastering his element.

The cloaked man pulls harshly at his ruined braid, forcing him to watch now in full attention.

He almost vomits at the sound of your bone grinding and snapping as they pull it back, your grazed throat able to let out a choked scream that sends shivers to his own body. For the first time in his whole life, tears threatened to spill as it forms at the brim of his eyes.

"Please..." the sword embedded in your side twists to deliver a seering pain, another scream forcing its way through your senseless whimpers, "Please... let them go..."

Your face was smacked flat against the floor, breathing heavy but barely there as a foot presses at the nape of your neck, placing a dangerous weight at your spine/throat as your oxygen supply starts to fade.

"That person right there is the reason your research has been stagnant," the one holding him down spoke in held fury as he chooses his words through grinded teeth, "Khaenri'ah needs its cure and you're here playing house. You ought to learn your lesson."

You're awfully silent and still. Albedo's sedated body struggles helplessly, breathe quickening as fear in its purest form bubbles within him. He gingerly calls out your name; no response, it only made the man put more pressure on your neck.

"No, please, stop. I was- I was on an expedition, in Dragonspine. I was sent by the Knights- I-I couldn't refuse..."

A swift, muffled crack makes him scream. Horrified and shocked. The tears are now that of a waterfall, sobs and cries for your name in hopes that you would respond. You didn't.

"Wrong answer."

Ever since the day Albedo comes walking into Mondstadt with your corpse cradled in his arms, not even the Knights had seen him walk out of his laboratory, dead eyes never meeting anyone's stare. The Alchemist is in grief and denial, that's what they theorized, for the reason that Albedo never once muttered anything else under his breath besides his research.

Timaeus and Sucrose, despite being apprentices and assistants, never stepped foot into his laboratory either. Banned, even. Klee too never had the chance to see him again, his laboratory was permanently locked. Perhaps he just needed time, something all the Knights thought.

"I'm almost done," and time is exactly what he wants. Even if you're nothing but a rotting corpse in his lab, he'll get to you soon enough. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. I'll defy those laws for you, my love."

Xiao and the constant plague of his built up karma haunts him whether he has his eyes closed or not.

The problem with it is the fact that when it manifests, it's usually a vivid phenomenon that only he is witness to. It alarms him more than anyone of its recent manifestations, corrupting nearby Hilichurls and whole cavern of monsters, his debt is sipping and he's not sure what else it could hurt, because it can hurt anything at this point.

So when he lifts his head from his usual shackles of karmic binds, he was more than horrified to see you, his ray of hope entangled the same way. "What are you doing here-" his sudden question halts upon your pained grunt, the binds wrapped around your arms pulling in opposite directions.

The pain is slow and daunting, Xiao realized at the way your face scrunches up as it pulls more. Desperate to stop your hurting, he struggles against his own karmic binds. Yet the thousand years of burden do not relent so easily.

"Our lives are cut off because of your slaughter. What makes you think you deserve reconciliation with life after taking thousands of others?"

A bind finds its way around your throat and tightens, your grunts muffled into choking desperately for air, body writhing in an effort to pull away from all your shackles. Xiao doesn't like it, not one bit of how he struggles to break free, how powerless he feels at the current situation when he should be protecting you from harm.

"Xi..." He tugs at his left arm to angle his leg, hoping to latch it around the upper bind to pull it. What was of his composure now when his desperation and alarm is evident on his face? "X-Xiao ngh-"

Distracted from his own struggles, Xiao peels his stare away and onto your form, eye widening and moistening at the sight of red and blood forming by the junction of your arms and torso. A manifestation of the consumed festered souls summons behind your form with a wicked smile, long nails of jet black traces your flexed body while piercing at your skin as it passes.

Your struggles for air mixes in with pain raised tenfold, breathless screams for every puncture. You couldn't even look at him anymore. "Please," the Yaksha cries out in his most vulnerable, "Stop hurting them. Please... This is between you and me..."

"If you want us to stop,

then you'll have to stop too."

In the domain of his mind, only those that lingers, that should linger are the thousands of devoured, demonic souls that make up his debt. There is no room for anything else. Xiao hangs his head low and there he weeps in silence in a place where he is not a weapon, only a man reminiscent of his youngness and naivety.

Here he is no Xiao.

Here he is Alatus.

They smile.

"Xiao?" You wave your hand by his face, snapping your fingers (and failed miserably) enough times for him to finally zone out of his sudden trance in the middle of your comversation. "Is something wrong?" Your confused expression is different from his steeled, yet wide eyed one.

And without a word, he vanished from your sight. A look over his shoulder, of regret and hurt, was the last of your memory of him. In his eyes you are dead to him; in his mind your light has no place in it.

I have realized I do not want to scar you that much. Ironically. Asks spam after this so turn your notifs off after.

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hhhhhhhhhhhh more monster boy stuff but this time it's alraune!grimsley (nsfw-ish link again, but here's what it is if you didn't know already) took inspiration from his japanese name, which is also a type of shrub that grows berries. i don't think eating them would be the best idea tho 😳

-goddess anon 👉👈

you work for something similar to the survey corps in this au, except instead of pokemon research, you investigate the many human/monster hybrids you come across. you're currently in white forest after receiving reports of grimsley suddenly disappearing there.

what would even want here, anyway?

after walking for what felt like hours, you see a colorful collection of shrubs and flowers. the way they stood out amongst all the other foliage put you at ease.

the rumbling of your stomach snapped you out of your thoughts.

...those berries look tasty...

pluck

you know it's risky, but you were in a rush and forgot to pack some food of your own. these should do for now.

as you finished eating the berry, you feel your legs snag on a few vines. you struggled your way out of them, only to find more vines moving and crawling up your legs again.

...why does this feel good? why was your clit already throbbing? why are you burning???

it hits you: something in those berries is doing this to you, but you have no idea what it is.

"looks like luck was in my favor today!"

your face grew hotter upon recognizing his voice, and even more so after you finally get to see him.

"g-grimsley?!" you exclaimed. "what happened to you?!"

he laughed at your concern. "i wasn't entirely human."

you're dragged into his... flower? you think it's a flower, but it resembles a roulette wheel. your lower halves are covered in blackish-blue liquid, and it's quite obvious he's smirking at you, even as whatever this is.

"if you don't mind me asking," you begin in spite of your heart pounding at the same pace as your clit. "what is this? what exactly are you?"

"you haven't encountered an alraune yet?" you can tell grimsley was resisting the urge to either ruffle your hair or give you exactly what you need. "oh? and you still went and ate one of those berries?"

"..."

"i can tell it's already having an effect on you," he growled and held you close. it's now that you notice how warm everything is; that strange liquid, his skin against yours. you feel yourself relax again. "if you want, i can help scratch that little itch of yours. over and over and over again. just say the word, and i'll grant your wish."

you stare up at him, then observe your surroundings again. you stick your hand in the liquid, only to find that it had the same effect the berries had on you this whole time. you made up your mind.

"sure, why not?" you smiled up at him.

Ooh on this is itching MyWorldbuilding and Au making muscle 😳😳😳

So you are surveying an island unnamed and Uncharted. Its rumored to be filled with monster men/ women. Well that was your assignment anyway your ship and crew got caught up in a storm you lost most of your crew supplies and your entire ship you are now stranded on that island.

The inhabitants on the island are intelligent like humans but different they have monstrous traits and more Primal Behavior. The residence on the island seem to like humans no scratch that they love humans. Human mates are considered a delicacy, some will do anything to get their hands on one even kill.

Luckily you have found a secluded part of the island and made a little base fencing in your area and making a little farm where you grow your own fruits and vegetables.

You don't know when help will come so you might as well try to live and survived.

Your small shack wasn't like your apartment back at home but it's comfy.

you can't help but feel restless the island beckons you to explore its secrets...