#i think abt this au a lot still

[ragingtwilight]

Reblogging for reblogtober teehee

I was too excited and just wanted to share some sketched out Genderbend ideas for an AU I’m making 😊 More will be made later when I have proper designs for them!

[sen-ya]

Sennnnnnn I don’t know if you’ve already addressed this before, but can we get a height check between the idiot captains??

Also also- I think it’s super funny that you literally made so much content you had to go and get a different website just to document it all out, that’s insane! Keep up the amazing content! Indulge your silliness!!

Two idiots over time!!

Also also, tysm that warmed my silly heart 😭❤️

[mrtequilasunset]

I've been thinking about Kim and Harry in their mid twenties again. Sighs

[didderd]

when u kiss his chipped eyebrow <333

[meatiors]

Foxes lineup but somethings a bit different 🤔

[javierduffy]

in my head, kieran survived the o’driscoll kidnapping, but by the time he’d got back to shady belle after someone found him bleeding out in the street and took him to the doctor, the gang was gone, and he took the opportunity to escape the gang lifestyle, running off to strawberry and beginning work with the timber folks

years later, you can find him at pronghorn ranch in epilogue 1, lovingly tending to the horses in the barn when you go to scoop the manure, and he’s made an honest living for himself. and the o’driscolls are gone because sadie killed then all and he is finally safe and happy is anyone listening can anyone hear me

[solargeist]

Okay

What if...

While Xelqua is practicing spells, he makes a mistake...

Which then results in him turning into a child until the spell is reversed?

xelqua can do this on command actually !

i've sorta doodled this idea before, in attempt to comfort Grian and not look so scary in his usual form (old art)

Xelqua can probably change his form in other ways, but i think only within versions of Grian haha.

If he changes on purpose, then he's very in control, but I think if it happens from stress or intense emotions or even if he stays in form too long, it'll affect his psyche, like he won't remember who he is, and will act as if he is genuinely a kid, and believes he is !

[skitskatdacat63]

"The body and face of this sculpture are in idealized youth, with plump cheeks and round face, and his hair is usually unkempt..his youthful appearance, large eyes, pouting lips, and layered locks of hair over his forehead are some of the iconography that can be used to identify him"

^ this quote is genuinely still fucking plaguing me. THIS IS LITERALLY SEB???? LIKE LITERALLY 2010 SEB SPECIFICALLY????? It is actually fucking me up how it is literally quintessentially Seb. Like big eyes...plump cheeks and round face...unkempt hair...pouty lips...okay okay okay!!!! And that Antinous is basically the peak perfection of pretty boy from that time, I'm like, yeah that's Seb to me 🥹🥹🤧🤧

But god the "youthful appearance, big eyes, pouting lips, and layered locks of hair over his forehead" Does that quote not evoke pictures like these in your head???????

I feel so unwell about it 😭😭 I am going through it 😭😭

[akabloom]

swapping places

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[a digital drawing of matoba and natori from natsume yuujinchou. the drawing is in mostly grey scale of the both of them from a role swap au. natori is sitting holding a black cane looking down with a smile and the gecko youkai crawling across his face. he is wearing a kimono with a haori. matoba is in a closer shot on the left side, 3/4 view looking at natori with a neutral expression. he is holding a bow in his hand. in the background, a few of natoris paper dolls are behind him while behind matoba is his youkai pot.]

[bluebunnysart]

I did some Papercraft today 'cuz I saw someone else's Papercraft Miku and Teto and immediately wanted my own Negidrill to have on my desk at all times.

Link for Miku template

Link for Teto template

I didn't know a Neru one existed until AFTER I left the library (printed them out there 'cuz my at-home printer sucks) so I think I'll try to make Neru sometime to complete Triple Baka.

Link for Neru template (and many others)

THIS tutorial was super helpful for making Miku but Teto didn't have one. Therefore I messed up her drills a little at first but I'm just glad that she's complete and not a disaster, hahaha. xD

This is my first time making Papercraft characters and it's fun. Unfortunately Miku and Teto's heads easily fall off so there's no way I can do stop motion animation with them or anything or move them around too much, but I enjoyed this. They're cute. ^^

Their arms being outstretched like that was a total accident and how the paper itself wanted to bend, so I took the opportunity to make them touch hands lmao. They probably can't get any closer than that without dying (their heads falling off) though LOL. Idk what else to pose them doing but they'll definitely chill on my desk full-time I think.

Btw Mesmerizer Papercraft definitely exists and I even saw "Who Knows" Teto, and someone also made SV Teto. So if I'm motivated I might print those out and build them too. ^^ (You should try it. It takes like an hour or more per character and after the first time, it's straightforward to do.)

[radioroxx]

hmmmm mal du pays thoughts tonight

[hauntingseashells]

Late Night Bar Talk

An Imp and Skizz Neon White AU Oneshot, 1.9k words.

It was a quiet hour at the Neon Bar, and Skizz was bored out of his mind. He had cleaned all his glasses three times already, there was no dusty spot left in the entire bar, and there was nobody to talk to yet. The Neons were all still out on their assignments — of course they were, it had only been two hours since the first Neons left for their assignments — and while, yes, Skizz knew assignments were important, he’d wish Neons could spend more time here.

Alright. Maybe he was just missing one Neon in specific. Can you blame him though? The Neon had been participating in almost every competition he could remember. How he hadn’t won yet, Skizz wasn’t sure. Was he losing on purpose? Was he very unlucky? Who knows, really. He didn’t talk much about himself. Not about the more serious, hidden stuff at least. 

With all his experience, he would’ve been back already by now, right? Did Skizz overestimate him? Did something happen? Did he d-... Skizz needed a distraction, this wasn’t helping. Surely his Neon buddy would be fine. 

—

One demon, two demons, three demons, one by one the amount of demons he had left to kill decreased. He had done this hundreds, maybe even thousands of times before, he knew the drill.

Or so he thought. He’d gotten distracted, and now there was a sharp pain in his leg. Not a sharp pain from accidentally jumping into a ledge, like he had done many times back when he was still a new Neon. No, a sharp pain that felt like he was about to lose his entire leg. And that wasn’t far off.

As he’d gotten distracted, he accidentally jumped into a tripwire. Of course he did. Of course it was a tripwire of all things he hadn’t noticed. He was lucky to make it out alive from that at all, he had seen Neons get killed by those demons, which look so innocent, yet do so much harm. That, however, did not lessen the pain, nor did it make the Neon feel better.

He let out a sharp hiss as he sat down in a safe spot to inspect his leg better. At the very least, there was no physical wound, though he knew it’d leave a bruise. At the very least he didn’t have to explain to Skizz why his leg was half open, or why his pants were bloody, or any of that. He’d let that happen once, after a close encounter with a guardian. The Angel was so worried, the Neon thought he was going to pass out. After that, he swore to be more careful. And to not visit the Neon Bar if he failed to be more careful.

He wasn’t sure how long he sat in his safe spot, but once the pain had lessened a bit, he went back to getting rid of the last few remaining demons, which was proving to be quite hard. The pain had lessened, sure. While he was sitting down. Once he got up and at it again, the pain returned, a harsh reminder that he should really get distracted less. Right, as if that was ever going to happen.

—

Assignment done. By the time he returned to Central Heaven, most of the more experienced Neons had made it back already too. He was late, and he was going to get a massive scolding from Skizz. Probably. With a sigh he resigned himself to his fate and made his way over to the Neon Bar, mentally preparing himself for the Angel. On the other hand, after such a rough assignment, he could use the change of scenery — while Heaven wasn’t ugly or unpleasant by any means, the Neon Bar felt more comfortable. Was that because of the Angel running it? Maybe, maybe not.

—

As time went by, the Neon Bar started getting its first customers of the day, all were Neons Skizz had seen several times before. They’d make some small talk with him, maybe ask for advice on something, and then be on their merry way again to who knows where. But he hadn’t seen the Neon he was looking for yet, and if he wasn’t worried before, he definitely was now. He should be back by now. He always is. What if something really did happen? What if he really was eliminated? What if Skizz was never going to see him again and he never got to say goodbye and-.

Skizz’s train of thought was stopped at the sound of footsteps. Most footsteps sounded the same, yet these somehow felt more familiar.

“Dippledop! There you are!” he happily exclaimed, his past worries gone. He waved the Neon over, scanning him from head to toe as the Neon approached. He had to make sure he was okay, he hadn’t forgotten that one time so many competitions ago where half his leg was exposed. Skizz did not want to see Neon bones again.

Of course, the Neon noticed, and waved him off. “I’m fine, Skizz, I still have all my body parts.” he said, faking annoyance, which the Angel was more than used to. “Just wanna make sure my buddy’s okay!” the Angel smiled, before remembering that he ran the bar they were in. “What can I getcha? The usual?” With a simple nod from the Neon he went to work. Not like ‘the usual’ was any special, the most he could serve was water with lemon due to the restrictions in Heaven. Once he finished the drink he handed it to Impulse. “Here you go Dippledop.”

Impulse muttered a thanks before downing most of his drink in one go. While the drink was simple and nothing special really, it was refreshing. Especially after such a stressful assignment. Before he could say or do anything else, Skizz spoke up.

“Alright, I can tell something went wrong today, and while I won’t force you to say anything, you can tell me about it. If you want.”

Of course Skizz noticed. It was Skizz, he noticed everything, at least when it came to Impulse. Whether it was because Impulse had been in the competition for a long time, because Skizz was insanely good at reading people or because the two were pretty close, Impulse wasn’t sure, but it was both a blessing and a curse. He didn’t want to dump it on Skizz. Or, well, maybe he did need to talk about it. Not just the fact he hurt his leg today, no. He needed to unleash some of his frustration about the competition in general. 

But he wasn’t going to talk about any of that while other Neons were here. Nope, he wouldn’t hear the end of it if the wrong Neons heard any of it. Some Neons were cruel. So he just told Skizz everything was fine, for now. Maybe later he’d tell him.

Skizz, of course, didn’t believe Impulse when he said he was fine. The Neon was very strict on his schedule, always wanting to be back as soon as possible. But he wasn’t going to pressure Impulse into telling him anything, that wouldn’t do any good. So, he just went back to serving Neons their drinks, occasionally shooting a glance at Impulse to see if he was holding up alright.

—

Eventually, most of the Neons had left to get rest, or do whatever Neons did in Heaven outside of their assignments. Skizz was extremely aware of the fact Impulse was still in the Bar, however, and walked over to the Neon. Skizz wasn’t sure just how aware of his surroundings he still was, so he whispered a quiet “Impulse?” to get his attention without scaring him. He had to repeat that a few times, but eventually, Impulse looked up from his now fully empty glass, responding with a small “hm?”

“You okay bud?”

“..Just tired.”

Skizz gave him a look of doubt, before sitting down next to him. He didn’t want to invade the Neons personal space, he knew Impulse valued that a lot. But he still wanted to be close to the Neon, and standing around wasn’t very comfortable.

One of Skizz’s wings reached out to behind Impulse’s back, simply resting there. Skizz’s wings weren’t big by any means, but Impulse appreciated the gesture nonetheless. He instinctively rested his head on Skizz’s shoulder and they simply sat like that in silence for a few minutes, before Impulse let out a sigh, letting words leave his mouth without much thought.

“..it’s tiring, Skizz. This whole competition. I know you probably hear it a lot and you’re sick of Neons complaining about their one job here, but it’s tiring. I’ve seen so many Neons die, and I was almost one of them.”

Impulse paused for a bit, and Skizz remained silent. The Angel had assumed Impulse was talking about that one time his leg was almost severed from his body, but he was proven wrong when Impulse started talking again.

“I wasn’t paying attention during my mission today and a tripwire got me. It only got my leg, thankfully, but I’ve watched Neons die to these things before. I don’t want to die a meaningless death here, especially after being here so long! It’s frustrating! Every time I end up back here again, I can’t win but I’m not dying either! I don’t even get why I’m still here, I’m over my death! I’m not desperate for a second chance anymore and yet..!” the Neon ranted, his voice breaking near the end. He wasn’t crying exactly, though if he spoke any more he would be. 

“Oh Dippledop..” Skizz sighed, before pulling the Neon into a hug. After a few seconds he could feel the Neon tremble, and if it wasn’t for the mask Impulse was forced to wear, Skizz was sure his clothes would be wet. It was fine though, he knew the Neon had to let this out. He almost always kept to himself, so the fact he was vulnerable right now meant the world to Skizz. Impulse trusted him enough to be so vulnerable. He had waited for hours until the Bar was empty just so he could let his emotions out for once.

They simply sat there like that for a while, Skizz loosely hugging Impulse so as to not cross his boundaries, while Impulse clung onto Skizz for dear life. His trembling slowly but surely calmed down again, his grip slowly became less desperate and more relaxed, leaning against Skizz a bit more as to position himself more comfortably into the hug.

“..thanks Skizz.” the Neon muttered into the Angels shoulder, which got a simple “anytime, Impulse.” in return. The two remained like that the whole evening, occasionally shifting slightly. Not shifting away from each other though, if anything the two shifted more together, and by the time it was around midnight the two were full on cuddling. It wasn’t comfortable, cuddling on some bar seats, but they didn’t care. For they had each other and that’s all that mattered at that moment. And if any more experienced Neon were to walk in now they wouldn’t even be surprised to find the two like that, for it was known amongst longer-time Neons that Impulse and Skizz were almost inseparable. And if it wasn’t for one being an Angel and the other being a Neon that was here as ‘visitor’, they’d be basically one. Because they’re Impulse and Skizz and they’ve been together for longer than anyone can remember.

[definitelynotshouting]

In hunger au, are we ever going to get a “flashback” type scene to when grian got found out? It’s just such an interesting idea to me. Would love to see it explored. Also wanted to ask about what one of the other people meant when they mentioned about ex flower husbands being in this story. Thank you if you answer :)

-🪷

Im not sure if we'll get a proper, immersive flashback in-text for the initial confrontation scene when Grian was found out-- most likely we'll continue to get references to it both in the narration and dialogue between characters, although i wont rule the idea of a fully fleshed flashback scene out!!! That being said, the confrontation of Grian being responsible for the games is something that id love to explore in a separate oneshot :] there are several of those that i want to write for hunger au alongside the main fic, and that one has actually been among the first few on the list since i thought of it!! So you'll see more of that situation eventually, regardless of if its in a oneshot or the greater text :]]

As for flower husbands, theyre exes in hunger au, although they still talk to each other and are amicable. This is actually referenced in a transcript ficlet i wrote here on tumblr (that i should probably post to ao3 for the sake of keeping everything together...), which you can find here! I dont plan on this coming up overmuch in the main fic, but it is an element that adds an additional layer of complexity to why Scott has been helping the rescue crew. I hope this answered your questions anon!! Thanks for asking them :]

[thymeskip]

lil continuation to this post from a couple years back!

[didderd]

Page 1 and 2 of the ADHD Sans comic! :D

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(Just a heads up: if you couldn't tell already, this comic isn't all silly and fun. It's got feels, so prepare to maybe cry a lil. :D)

Please bear with me. This is my first time doing a comic at this scale. ;v; I'll try to get an update out about once a week, but I'm bad at schedules and deadlines, so who knows. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(ADHD Sans belongs to gudulle_vinyls on tiktok.)

[azzymaxxing]

ummm

been thinking about this awhile .... my son made of slop