#idk what the blue is but its ball shaped

[nuclearforest]

[saetgvia]

genshin boys takin care of u on ur monthly

im back from the void of no content

im feeling berry soft and fluffy so enJOY the boys taking care of fem!reader on her period :)

characters: wriothesley, lyney, alhaitham, xiao

tw: periods (duh), staining sheets in wrio’s one, lmk if i forgot anything :D

also also i wanna make a pt. 2 pls drop any characters u want in my asks or comments ily guys enjoy

also does anyone know how to add the blue

read more tag on mobile/browser? tyty

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wriothesley

- kay so idk him really well needa finish archon quest but he would treat you like a QUEEN

- whatever u need he has it

- bro is chill af and knows what hes doing

- will get cuddly LMAO

- he js wants to pamper u

- so he does :D

- if u stain anything he’ll be calm and change the sheets and everything while u take care of urself

- cooks for u

- reminds u to take painkillers if u need them

- soft kisses heh

- movie marathons!!

- takes care of ur EVERY CRAVING

lyney

- determined to do ANYTHING to make u smile

- so he’ll pull random bouquets out of his pocket and present them to u

- or pretend to do a trick and kiss ur nose instead

- he is SO asking lynette for advice

- poor boy panics a lil even tho he knows how normal this is and he has a sister

- but he’s never really bothered too much abt it before

- he knows how to deal with it but he just wants to make u happy

- he treats u so well aww

- cooks for u

- makes everything cheesy

- like little smiley face rice balls

- or an egg cooked in a heart shape

- so many cuddles

- i love him

alhaitham

- so chill and nonchalant

- gets u wtv u need

- cooks for u

- ion think he’s a very big cuddler but if u need him he’ll hold u

- forehead and nose kisses

- he’ll hold ur hand a lot and like run his thumb on the back

- when he does hold u its u sitting on a couch binging movies with ur head on his chest and his fingers in ur hair

- he does acts of service to help lessen ur load

xiao

- he’s basically js confused

- ‘human women… bleed… for a week every month�� and don’t die??’ WHAT SORCERY IS THis

- like lyney poor boy panics a bit

- he’s been around for millennia but this thing can get him flustered

- always nervous to hold u and kinda doesn’t want to but he will for u

- cooks for u obv

- always checking up on u, asking if u need anything

- ‘here, i got this for you’ (insert literally anything he randomly saw and thought would make u smile)

- constantly asking if it hurts

- you tell him to chill and he goes ‘HOW CAN I WHEN YOURE HURTING’ and ugh hes so soft and silly

- takes extra care of u

- constant vigilance

- so sweet

GUYS i think i’ll make a pt. 2 so again, if you have any reqs for this or any other fics drop ‘em in my asks or comments ily all <3

[probablyspooky]

Hey there, can you please do yautja x kryptonian reader

To the Stars (Yautja x kryptonian F!Reader) P.1

Tag warnings: Gore, violence, the nasty? White people. Idk man i write these as I go

[Next]

In the galaxy, the stars shine, some brighter than others, yet here we were on Earth, under the watchful eye of the lost colony, deep within the Andes Mountains, the current clan leader looks up into the dark night sky, staring at the vast star map that paints Earths night sky, but today, the leader known as Pa'sa,'s gaze grew as a star seemed to be running down from the sky, and land in a fiery ball of smoke into the mountain side.

Clicking curiously, he enters his cave den, grabbing his combi-stick for protection, he begins his trek to the crash site where a sizzling cloud of smoke was being produced from whatever had fallen from the heavens.

As Pa'sa approached, he took note of the deep path of the object had carved into the dirt, slowly sliding down into the crater in the side of the mountain, he approached the sizzling hot object that was thrown down.

The closer he got, the clearer he could tell that it was in fact no star, it was a small black pod. Tilting his head, he tapped the object with his weapon. Metal thudding responded to tapping of his weapon, placing the weapon back to his side, he took his clawed hand and ran it down the pod to see if there was anyway to open it from the outside. It was smooth, not indicator of any way to open it from the outside. Taking his claw he began to tap the metal pod once more, looking for a weak spot. But with this action, the pod cracked open, and with a crisp sound of air escaping, the pod opened, revealing its mechanical innards, and in the center of the small pod, an infant, much like the humans of this world. Pa'sa growled lowly, unsure if this was a trap, clearly he had seen the pod fall from the sky, so whatever this infant was, it clearly wasn't human. The small child turned slightly in the pod, revealing something tied around its small wrist. Pa'sa reached down, carefully untying it he began to examine closely. It was a small diamond shaped object, with a blue crystal in the center. He traced his thumb over the crystal. Suddenly it began to glow, quickly startled, Pa'sa dropped it to the ground, but he begins to hear muffled sounds from it, the sound being muffled in the dirt.

Pa'sa growled, picking it up and rubbing it again so he could try and restart the sounds it was producing.

"Hello, my name is Keb-el, if you are finding this message, then you are within distance of my child, she is my pride and joy. We come from a dying planet, and I have sent her off into space in hopes that someone with an open heart will take her in, so that she may have a chance at a life that I am unable to provide. Her name is (name), please take care of her, and if you can not, please take her to someone who can."

The crystal fades.

Pa'sa clicked curiously, and looked down at infant (name), feeling the gears turning in his head, he carefully picked up the small one, and sniffed her. She didn't smell human, but surely she can pass off as one.

Pa'sa developed the idea to take her to the human town, there she can live a normal human life. Pa'sa looked at the moon to determine the time. It would be morning soon, and his clan will be expecting their leader back.

He makes the decision to take her in the morning to the town, he begins to walk back to his clan, heading back to his side of the mountains, entering his cave den. It was a small den, he didn't have any mates, nor any sucklings to continue his lineage. Something within him does not allow for his children to enter the world.

He prepares a small hole with furs, laying her within the small makeshift bed, he clicks softly as the small baby settles down.

Something within his heart pangs, unsure of this feeling he turns away from her, she can't have a good life here, what would the others say? How would they react, surely there would be a challenge for his spot as clan leader, a sign of weakness to be on display for all those to see. Pa'sa the great, showing mercy to a human alike flesh ball.

No, she has to go to the village first thing in the morning, he tells himself as he leans against his spot across the den, his amber eyes never leaving the small bundle that lay just a few feet away from him. Feeling the embers of sleep pull his eyes shut, he slips into his slumber for the night.

As the warm morning rays beat against his skin, he stretches and growls. Pulling his dreads back and clicking his mandibles, and walks over to the bundle, only to find her gone. A bit of panic rose into his chest as he quickly stomped outside, taking note of the other yautja who begin to start their mornings in their tribe. Yet he sees no sight of her.

No wild animal would dare enter this area of the mountain range, and no other yautja would dare enter his den without permission, let alone within the darkness of the night.

He quickly re-enters the den, quickly scanning the room, his eyes land onto his bio-mask, with long strides he stomps over and places it to his face, with a click it powers on, switching through the modes he can see the trail she had left when she moved around the cave. It seemed she moved from her small bed towards him in the night, but within two feet of him, the trail stopped, he looked across the ground to see any other signs of her trail, nothing on the ground, but then his gaze traveled to the walls, and then to the ceiling as his eyes widened at the sight of her trail beginning again on the walls, and then reached the ceiling, Pa'sa removes his mask and sees her curled up on the ceiling, as if the rules of gravity doesn't apply to her. Clicking softly he reaches his large hand out to her and pulls her down, she hovers down, as if she was lighter than air, and eventually settles down within his arms.

Pa'sa looked down at the small infant, as the morning sun beams rain down onto the two of them, her eyes peak open, suddenly glowing a soft red, he tilts his head confused, and suddenly a blast from her shoots the cave wall.

Pa'sa quickly snarled, looking back down at the child in his hands. The gears turning in his head slowly.

"You will not fit in the human village...."

MANY YEARS LATER (Adjusted to your age)

As you grew to adulthood, you came to realize where you stood in this clan, how you were different from the yautja you called your friends.

Your father, Pa'sa often spoke about how hard he had to convince the tribe to accept you as one of their own.

How it was very odd to explain to them that this human looking alien fell from the heavens, and how you were different than the other humans that the tribe had come across. Many tests were done on you when you were younger, many traits and details of your upbringing were heavily documented within the clans medical experts.

Many often discussed sending you to the humans, or to dissect you as a child and take your power for their own. Pa'sa never let them get close, which didn't matter at all, as after you turned 5, none of their syringes, scalpels, or blades could penetrate your skin, shattering on impact as any pressure was applied. Eventually the clan had to accept that Pa'sa had adopted you as his own, and they just had to accept that this powerful baby from the heavens was now apart of their family.

Today on this day, you were traveling with Ada, and Sabre, two males you had grown up with, the three of you were traveling down mountain to retrieve water from the streams that flowed.

Ada was the tallest, standing at 7 feet tall, with red tits to his already green skin. Sabre, though a bit shorter than Ada, was still taller than you, had hints of blue to his yellow skin, and had a large muscle mass than Ada and you.

The three of you traveled down, carrying multiple clay pots along.

"Don't drop any more pots (y/n), Pa'sa may have your back, but the clan will surely make fun of you if you break more again." Ada teased.

Last time you had helped with this chore, you tripped and tumbled down the mountain, shattering many of the hand made pots. It took a month before the others began to forget about the incident.

"Shut it Ada," you frowned as the three of you walked on level ground, heading towards the streams.

Sabre clicked, and began to sign

"Careful, humans. Do not want to run into."

"Human's don't come this far towards this side of the mountain unless they wanna die", Ada growled

"It'd be cool to see a human" you said under your breath.

"Pa'sa doesn't want you to interact with them." Ada retorted

Sabre shook his head

"Human's. No good."

You and the others had managed to reach the stream, and knelt down to fill the pots.

"If I saw a human, I'm sure I can handle them." You boasted

But you didn't see any humans that day, but they definitely saw you.

[jealousmartini]

2ND LOLIROCK DR INTRODUCTION

𓏲࣪ .𖥔˚ It's the Ocean! Yes it connects all the kingdoms of Ephedia and united them as one..⋆. 🌊˚

But don't you know the Ocean is a kingdom in itself..?⊹ ₊ ⋆

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[ # 000 :: BASIC INFO ]

Name :: Diana

(pronounced dee-yana, occasionally mispronounced dye-ana)

Age :: 17

Nicknames :: Danni, dandi

Princess of :: Vistaria

Current occupation :: Member of 6 member girl-group, O.M.G! (Oh My Gosh!)

genres :: (k)pop rock, electro, hiphop, EDM

Positions :: Main/lead singer, main dancer, face of the group, visuals, "maknae"

Debut song :: GIRL FRONT (by loona)

Hobbies :: Music production, lyric writing, drawing, dancing, singing

Fashion style :: Y2K, 80s fitness style

Likes :: Swimming, the ocean, Kpop, 80s fitness, choreography, fruit, the colours orange and pink,

Dislikes :: iris. I really don't like her girll.. and especially when she's with that Nathaniel guy like GET A ROOMMMUH🙄😒

[ # 001 :: APPEARNCE ]

Black ariel mixed with moana idk what else to tell you

[ # 002 :: PRINCESS STUFF ]

Magic jewellery :: A protected locket. Pearl beaded thread with a crystal ball in a heart-shaped locket.

the thread the pearl the locket

(*teal and blue accents)

Magic (crystal) colour :: TEAL, blue, and yellow

Magic circle's middle shape :: two circles

one smaller and above the other. Think of the yin and yang ( ☯️) but odd

Kingdom's representative colour :: Teal-blue

Kingdom's representative shape :: Spiral sea-shell

Magic abilities :: Crystal magic, Water manipulation (also through communication/singing), sea animal communication, healing

Wand turn weapon type :: Trident/Spear

My Shanilla :: Pre-shanilla

[ # 003 :: BACKSTORY ]

The Kingdom Vistaria, is the most powerful and respected kingdom as it holds the most dangerous and feared creatures in its abyss; oddly enough unharmed, tamed and loved by the Queen of Vistaria, whilst being intimated by the King.

Somehow, Greymorr had planted a curse that destroyed the barrier the king and queen created that safely separated the creatures of the Abyss from the general lives in the society of Vistaria. Not only did this free the monsters of the Abyss, but it altered their understanding and connection to the kingdom making them go rogue, destroying anything in their path.

Luckily, he wasn't able to control them into obeying his orders and instead went against anything that tried to assert order onto them. Even the Vistarian Royal couple. At this point, Diana was 15 years old and the king and Queen sent their daughter to the second closest Planet to them, Earth, with her pearl pendant protected by a positively cursed locket. She needs to find the other princesses on Eath to help her get more powerful and return back to Vistaria and defeat Greymorr.

[ # 004 :: RELATIONSHIPS ]

N/A

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I took this chance to be ariel yeah yeah red hair and everything what about it

[goodolddumbbanana]

TO BE MIRROR AU [6]

Summary: Nexus attempted to kidnap Sun to get him to find the shards by threatening Dazzle and Jack. Moon is nowhere, idk, maybe sleep.

It was just a normal day…

Only the yellow animatronic stays in daycare to clean. Moon was busy in his laboratory with Solar, butting his head off with everything from finding the whereabouts of Ruin and the Dark Sun's hideout, to studying the remnants of the Wither Storm.

They have been working hard for more than 12 hours. The overwhelming amount of work that his brothers endure makes Sun worried that Moon will fall back into his old habits, working until his battery is dried out. And he can say the same thing with Solar.

Maybe after cleaning this place up, Sun should go back to the lab to check. He can get something for his brother to eat? And water for Solar? At least, for now, this is what makes him feel like he can help in some way.

A loud sign coming out his mouth. The barrel was so shiny in Sun's hand that he could see himself on it.

He still couldn't understand how he could sense the shards of the Wither Storm, but he didn't look into the gift horse's mouth. Although... that was just a little concern in Sun's heart, why did he feel so attracted to those crystals? Why did he feel... so relieved when he touched them?

Unlike Moon, who not only had a headache, but slept so soundly that scared him near death the next day?

The sound of someone coming out of the ball pit rang out, startling Sun's train of thoughts.

The computer hasn't been fixed yet. There's so much work that needs to be done and Moon's AI creation is relatively complicated. So they have to do everything by hand for now, which is sometimes really inconvenient for Sun.

For example, he couldn't guess exactly who had entered this dimension.

A dark blue shadow appeared in the distance. A nightcap bobbed, revealing the tall, thin body of a lunar Daycare attendant. Star and moon shaped characters are embroidered on the shirt.

The shadow cast by the light caused Sun's optics to involuntarily shrink. He came closer, still holding the barrel towel in his hand.

“M–Moon?! I thought you would work until late?—”

The words coming out of Sun's mouth suddenly stopped. Sun's non-existent heart seemed to skip a beat when the stranger raised his face, revealing a bygone face that was only seen in Sun's old nightmares.

His eyes were red as blood, like two coals dipped in the burning fire. The smile was as curved as a crescent moon, white as bone, as marrow, as sickly white as the way a wild animal grins when hunting its prey. The long, slender body, bent in a way that physics could not explain, stretched out of the ball pit.

“H–Hello? Who are you?" Sun asked timidly, he silently scolded himself, why didn't he call Moon right now. It's not that he can't defend himself, because of magic, Moon still encourages him to practice day and night. But Sun didn't want things to go that far at all.

If possible, he just wanted them to leave or they could talk in peace.

That strange guest just twisted his body, his posture was too comfortable for someone who did not live here. Sun's internal chip doesn't understand why it keeps screaming, trying to emit a telegram of connection, feeling like his subconscious is whispering something about there is something very familiar towards the stranger.

Could this be KC or another version of KC?

Sun never held out hope that KC was still alive. Their KC‌ was dead, broken into pieces in Bloodmoon's hands. But something about the stranger made Sun unconsciously take a few steps forward.

They laughed, a hoarse, dry, ugly laugh like the sound of a knife carving into flesh.

“ No… Take another guess.”

Sun didn't know it was possible to shatter someone's reality with just one sentence.

In the colorful colors of daycare, Moon-Nexus stood there calmly, with a smile that didn't reach the corners of his eyes.

New clothes, new body, will any of that still can Sun call them his brother? When they at that time had hurt their own sister without any remorse, and now in those lifeless eyes, only the bloody brutality and indifference of the scientist towards his specimen were visible?

Nexus looks happy. Dangerously happy. They approached Sun, letting out a greeting as if nothing had happened, as if Nexus hadn't torn his own family in half.

“Hey, Sun… Long time no see.”

The two images melt into each other. One is the concerned eyes of a version of Moon he has learned to love and trust, the other is of a stranger that Sun doesn't recognize anymore.

Sun should run. He should scream and let any of Moon's defenses activate, but he couldn't. His throat was stiff, his mouth dry. He couldn't stop shaking, his freezing reflex made his joints immobile.

“What's wrong, Sun, aren't you happy to see your brother again?”

Nexus tilted its head, its neck as long as an owl's, the deformity that Nexus had intentionally inflicted on itself was like a punch to Sun's stomach.

‘ What happened to you, Nexus?’

“I guess this can happen.” M-Nexus shrugged, and they moved closer leisurely, ignoring Sun's momentary flinch.

"You already have your Old Moon back, how can you miss this Moon, am I right, Sun?"

He wants to say...

‘ We have missed you. We still missed you. Earth couldn't look at Moon's face without crying silently afterward. Even though Lunar didn't say anything, I still knew that the boy hid your photo in the room. Solar numb all his emotions because of you, he didn’t believe our stories for weeks before really seeing you, face to face. I missed you, I have missed you so much.

But you don't know that, do you?

Only cares about what you want, and always jumps to these places where I can't even keep up with.

And now you throw it all away to pursue a self-destructive obsession that you think we want, when what we need is for you to be happy with us.'

He wanted to say many things, but his mouth could only make pitiful stuttering sounds. His hand wanted to reach out, a faint glimmer of hope that Nexus felt remorseful and wanted to return to his family.

But the cruel mind only laughed at Sun's weak heart, mocking him about how dangerous the Nexus looked.

'Even an idiot like you can understand why he came here, right, Sun ~~' The sound of Sun's thoughts was too close to Eclipse's disdainful and even tone, making Sun unconsciously frown.

“How is the new house btw? I heard that beast say you have moved. Do you live well there? Not that I care—”

Sun wanted to refute. He wanted to grab Nexus tightly and ask if they didn't care, then why did they deliberately bring up the old story? He wanted to cry and hug Nexus tightly, to beg Nexus to return to Sun, Earth and Lunar. He also wanted to punch his other brother, to let them know how stupid the thing they did was, how much it hurt the people who loved them.

But nothing can come out except the bitterness.

“Oh come on, no need to look so tense like that.”

Close, too close, Nexus was approaching Sun without him realizing it. The shadow of Nexus fell on Sun, their voice was gentle, so gentle and considerate, like that was still the person he called his brother.

The sound of bells rang in Sun's ears. A red shadow flashed across Sun's eyes, and the ribbon on Nexus's wrist fell onto his shirt.

“I said I wouldn't hurt you, didn't I?”

The distance between them was only an inch apart, and the tip of Nexus' nightcap accidentally touched Sun's rays. Nexus's hand was clasped in his, the grip soft but firm, just like the way they used to do whenever Sun had a panic attack.

It really made Sun soften, and let his guard down for a split second.

Enough for a sick smile to flash across Nexus's lips. A wave of pain erupted in Sun's arm, Nexus's hands gripped Sun's hand tightly, their sharp nails digging into his metal shell.

“Well… I guess I lied. I actually very much enjoyed it.”

The pain caused Sun to pull away and stagger backwards. He panted, the rays of light converging with Sun's breathing. Nexus' sadistic chuckle was almost unreal, as if this were just a normal gaming session between the two of them, rather than looking like Nexus was ready to hurt Sun.

Sun shouldn't be surprised, because after all, Nexus has always hated him. This person's care is purely an order, a purpose that Moon has placed like a chain on this newly reset Moon's neck.

Sun knows Nexus always hates him for being alive, for the one who died is Solar.

“W–Why are you here, M–Nexus?”

Try to squeeze out each word. Ignoring the pain in his wrist, Sun wished he wasn't trembling, so pathetic for someone who hadn't even done anything to him.

“You know why.” Nexus retracted his hand, his red eyes looked straight at Sun, a look so determined that it scared Sun.

"No I don't." Sun gritted his teeth, both of his fists clenched. There was an anger that came out of nowhere in his chest like a flood, making his vision red and Sun didn't know what he wanted to do next.

“A little bird told me about your ability. Don’t be sad. I was just going to look into your source code, but unfortunately I found nothing.”

“So…”

“…”

Breath escaped from Sun's mouth. His joints convulsed, and Sun's entire operating system continuously crashed into each other with errors and loops.

“I want you to come with me, Sun.”

“ From now on we will do everything together Sun… I will not leave you…”

Two voices collided. One from the present and one from the past. The protective concern that once existed in that voice now turned into mockery. Nexus looked at him like a curious child looking at a sick cat that was about to die. They had no intention of doing anything, just watching with interest to see where this was going.

*** Flashback

Sun never understood Moon's laboratory preferences. Too white, too clean, everywhere is sterile white. There is a coldness and crampedness that clings to this place, even if there are more green trees. can cover up its emptiness.

Moon stood in front of the board, his shadow was too high, beyond Sun's sight. Moon's hand awkwardly touched the edge of the table, her face serious. There was only the clicking sound of the radiator running, and the gurgling sound of running water, as if time had stopped a long time ago and was working again, as heavy as a nail stuck in the wall.

Reflections of surrounding objects flashed on the Sun's gilded shell. A cup of steaming hot tea was placed in front of him.

“Hey Sun… I need you to think about this…” Moon's voice is gentle and careful, as if he was speaking to a child. “If what Dark Sun said is true, then Nexus is also searching for the fragments…”

“ That means… he might come to you…”

“I'm not telling you to decide now… but for your own good and I don't want you to get hurt…”

“ Can you tell me you are willing to attack Nexus if he comes to hurt you?”)

***

There was heavy pressure and tension between the two. It felt like there was invisible sweat dripping down the back of Sun's shirt.

Nexus is taller than him, stronger than him, both physically and intellectually. And he stinks of the smell of negative star power. If he wanted, he could take advantage of Sun being caught off guard and take Sun away at any time. Or just straight up torture him right away. But here, right now, Nexus just offers Sun an offer.

To go with him voluntarily.

Why?" Sun lowered his voice. His hands were hidden behind his back, ready for any movement by Nexus to trigger him to activate his magic. Every sensor in his body was screaming at him to attack, or run away, but for some stubborn reason, he continued to wait for Nexus's answer.

Listening to Moon was an inherent rigid habit, making him no matter how angry or disappointed he was, the first person to lay down his cards was still Nexus.

“Sun, you know what's funny? It had taken me months of manual labor to find the fragments of the Wither Storm, while the answer was right before my eyes."

"It's you. Sun."

"Yes, I was surprised too. Who would have thought that little Sunny would have this ability? How many pieces have you and that bastard found? Where did you hide it?"

“And why should I tell you?”

Red eyes glared at Sun maliciously, so evil that it would make his former self burst into tears.

“Because I will not go easy on you anymore if you keep stubborn like that.”

(Honk honk duck sound)

A flash of light erupted, right next to Nexus's feet smoking remains of a fireball. For the first time since him show up, Nexus's eyes opened wide to look at him in surprise.

Their approaching feet stopped, they looked intently at the fire burning the carpet next to them. A few balls couldn't stand the luck, half melting and emitting an unpleasant smell of burning synthetic resin.

“I won't go with you, Nexus.” Sun spoke harshly. His hand twitched. A sick feeling went deep into Sun's stomach, making him want to vomit. "Quite the opposite, I  like to stay here."

Sun had never, ever directly pointed a weapon at his family like that, and the thought of hurting someone... Even if it was Nexus, it made Sun's whole body tremble.

Bitter bile seeped into Sun's throat. A dirty feeling that couldn't be washed away flowed through him. It was like a rope was wrapped around Sun's throat, making him writhe in pain.

Sun couldn't breathe.

What is he doing?

Satisfied giggles rang out.

“Oh?” Nexus hummed. “You shot me.”

“You shot your brother.”

‘ And yet you always try to act like you're better than me.’ The meaning behind Nexus's words.

Say it casually as if it were a fact. Say it smugly as if they knew this was going to happen.

Red appeared in Sun's eyes. Red. Red like the blood flowing on Evelyn's head, red like the color of Nexus's eyes, red like the dirt on Sun's hands, which can never be washed off.

The giggle of a certain red devil rang in Sun's ears, causing Sun's snow-white pupils to shrink. No… Just hallucinations. He took a deep breath, avoiding the immediately understanding look from Nexus.

“Don't take another step, because the next shot will be real.” Sun took a deep breath, trying to speak without trembling. Magical colors like a kaleidoscope glowed in Sun's hands. His fan seemed to be overloaded, every part of Sun's body seemed to fall apart. “I suggest you leave, Nexus. Or else…"

“Or else you will kill me, right?”

Sun was about to say he would expel Nexus, but Nexus' answer left him stunned.

What percentage of his magic would succeed, and what percentage would it fail like the other things Sun had attempted.

A painful chuckle echoed in Nexus's mouth, close to the edge of madness. There was a bitter feeling in it, and it made Sun feel endlessly guilty.

“So little Sunny finally grew a spine. It's sad that it took two Moons for that to happen.”

“When did you learn magic? I remember you were so insistent that you didn't want to touch these nonsense crap at all."

“Is it because of Moon?” Nexus' eyes narrowed. Sun's silence seemed to confirm Nexus's guess. “I'm never really good enough, am I?” They scoffed. “As soon as I left, you replaced me with that monster version, and running after him like an off-leash pet.”

It hurts. Hearing that from someone who was also his brother hurt so much. But it cannot be more painful than the feeling of betrayal that Earth has experienced, or Moon getting tortured.

“Are you done yet?” Sun was tired, he knew Nexus was trying to insult him, that any reaction from Sun would only give Nexus an advantage.

But he is very tired.

Part of Sun wanted to give up, let Nexus take him away. It's better to surrender to reduce the pain than to resist and the result will still be the same. But the other part in Sun, the one had to restrain Moon, Eclipse, and whoever was in his head from trying to control give Nexus a middle finger.

Sun cannot give up, not when he has Earth, Lunar, Moon... and the destructive potential of the Wither Storm and whatever plans Nexus wants to try for the world.

Strangely, the fleeting thought of death was so light compared to what was before Sun.

“Nah— You understand me, Sun. I will never go without what I want.” Nexus chuckled, his finger pointing at Sun.

Daycare still plays the cheerful, annoying music as if nothing had happened. A feeling of deja vu made Sun's heart sink deeper, as a shot was fired right in the area where he and Nexus were standing right now.

“So, if Sunny boy really wants to leave, you have to be the one to do it first—.‌”

The gears in Sun's chest stopped turning once. A smile spread across Nexus's lips, his arms spread wide. Their eyes were closed, they looked completely at peace.

“Shoot Sun. Break me, destroy me into pieces.‌ If you have the guts, do so, so I can't cause any more harm to your family.”

Sun wants to say Nexus was also his family, Nexus is still his brother.

“But remember, I'm only giving you this first shot for free.”

Another image placed on Nexus. Blue separates into orange and red.

‘See you in hell, Sun. ’ A tired, bitter smile, angry eyes, unwilling to give up even in death.

'Cowardice. Useless. Without Moon you are nothing— ' The impostor wore Moon's face, provoking him with evil words.

“So, let's give me your best shot.”

Five-colored light flashed brightly in Sun's hand. Shoot. Don't Shoot. Just let go. Just relax. Whether it was Eclipse's whisper or Bloodmoon's, he no longer knew.

It's easy, very simple, especially when he is already charge.

Just release it.

You can do it, Sun.

‘ You are my older brother, Sun. I care about you.'

Nexus's face appeared, full of concern and understanding.

The magical light grew louder and louder, before completely extinguishing in Sun's hands. Standing there stiffly, the hand still couldn't be lowered. Sun can't, he can't attack M–Nexus.

‘ What a coward, Sun.’

“It's not that I didn't expect it, but it's also disappointing.

Nexus walked around Sun, his neck sticking out excitedly like a vulture hunting its prey. Touching Sun's spell-casting arm, they suddenly lifted Sun up. 

“–!!?”

Sun screamed in confusion into the air, and in a moment that was probably only a few seconds, he was thrown hard to the ground. His metal skeleton groaned in pain, warning triangles flashed, causing his optics to turn yellow.

Maybe something broke. Suddenly, there was a soft falling sound of something hitting Sun's head. He groaned and picked it up, his sensors classifying it as a toy.

What is this?

A worn sun doll blinked back at Sun. A cold feeling reached the heart of Sun's non-existence, algorithms 0 and 1 jumped like locusts, howling in a vortex of indignation.

“Yeah… If I was you, I would have watched my baby deer better.”

Nexus's voice rang in Sun's ears as if it were annoying, the bell rang with every step they took. “By the way, the new outfit is nice, it would be a shame if it were damaged, right, Sun?"

“W–Where is Dazzle???” Sun's voice trembled. He held the doll tightly with him, clumsily stood up and rushed to grab Nexus' shirt. “Nexus, WHERE IS DAZZLE!!!?”

Not paying attention to Sun's violent attitude, Nexus just touched his fingertips. An immature sound rang out.

“H–Hello? Hey Sun!!!”

“DAZZLE!! DAZZLE!!! WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU HURT?!!!” Sun desperately clung to the receiver.

“No-o?? I'm playing with Jack. We're going on an adventure! Oh, Jack said we have to keep it a secret now…”

“Jack? Dazzle, you tell me where you are?! Please Dazzle–”

Nexus turned off the mic before Sun could finish speaking. “You know, I forgot when Solar and I created Jack, we, actually, it was Solar's idea, to put a backup code inside, in case anyone hacked Jack's code. Then, the administrator rights will still belong to Solar. And even though that idiot Monty changed quite a few things for that traitor, the original settings are still the same.”

“And with my negative star power, things can be really easy.”

Sun looked up at Nexus, they smiled cheekily. Horrible smile, full of teeth.

“You don't want both Jack and Dazzle to become Lunar. 2.0, do you, Sun?”

[animaticbattleconfessions]

i love how most of the confessions here are just theories at this point /silly

anyways i’m gonna share my theory as well cause they look fun! :33 (why does tumblr not allow images on anonymous grgrgr)

so if im expanding on this theory i personally believe that every show that Greeny makes, along with shows that are owned by his friends are all connected, cancelled or not. some characters know of Greeny’s existence, while others don’t.

but where do these shows reside?

GREENY’S HAT

not only is Animatic seen, but also Happy Star & possibly a Quaddy Quarrel character, judging by the square shape (QQ is gonna appear in this theory a lot *wink* *wink* *nudge* *nudge*.) other than those two, everything else that’s shown are just a bunch of scribbles.

BUT! the lore gets deeper, because these shows are capable of interacting with one another by the use of portals, it’s unknown how many portals there are however there are 3 portals that are shown.

the first, & most obvious one is DON’T, it’s seen in OF 9 when it’s revealed that when Bowling Ball disappeared he “went somewhere & then went through there.” this sounds like nothing, however another possible QQ character (maybe window square??) is seen next to Bowling Ball while he’s saying all of this stuff as seen by their square shape, so it’s likely that Bowling Ball traveled through shows.

the second portal that’s known was seen in “The OBS x Animatic Battle x ITFT x BFDI x PPT2 Experience” on Sacri’s channel. This further confirms that characters from shows that are owned by Greeny’s friends can also interact, even if the show has been cancelled. OBS is related to Happy Star (both made by Sacri) & Happy Star appears in Greeny’s hat.

the last, & the least known portal is actually ambiguously a portal, or at least not a normal one. unlike the examples shown above where you go from one place to another, this is one place that can take you to multiple different places & is described by Microwave as “going in between the cracks, metaphorically but also literally.” it’s seen in Battle for America 5, & it’s unknown what places it can lead to, however it’s been seen taking Microwave to (not in order)

1. OF, most likely after Cane’s Cup’s win

2. a red void with a loud ear piercing sound

3. a BFB AU where Deodorant (another BFA contestant) is featured as one of the characters

4. a white void filled with “Smile, You’re on camera!” posters

5. minecraft.

6. the main area of Thanksgiving Throwdown (for the challenge)

7. a place that SEEMS to be a normal object show, only the contestants aren’t objects (one being a black rhombus with a blue face & the other being a white tall thing with rainbow teeth.) idk how to describe the scene it’s just so odd + tumblr only allows 10 images on mobile

BUT THE STORY DOESN’T END HERE

i’ve mentioned QQ a lot during this theory, & that’s because AB & QQ have a lot of similarity’s.

number 1: the hosts are both common 2-D shapes, with Animatic being a circle & Awesome Square being a square

number 2: they both eliminate their contestants using squares, which could imply that the eliminated QQ contestants & the eliminated AB contestants end up going to the same place

but most importantly,

CHEEZ-IT.

the ONLY difference between these Cheez-Its is that they have different recommenders (AB Cheez-It being recommended by Eclair & QQ Cheez-It being recommended by ShirtyXD’s IPad) & one has arms while the other doesn’t. but it’s still only a couple of differences, so I predict that the Cheez-Its know each other & therefore they’re aware about Greeny as well.

thats where these three theories come in, if both Animatic & Cheez-It are aware of Greeny & the other shows he made, then this leads us with SO MANY questions. what will the Cheez-Its do with this information? what will Animatic do with this information? does Animatic know about QQ Cheez-It?? does QQ Cheez-It know about Animatic?? do Animatic & Cheez-It have a plan?? do the Cheez-Its have a plan?? WHAT IS THE PLAN??? DO THEY NEED THE GREENYGUY2 FOR IT???? IF NOT THEN DO THEY NEED WHATEVER THE PRIZE FOR QQ IS???? WHAT HAPPENS IF THEY WIN?????

anyways that’s like,,, my first theory that i wrote ever so i’m sorry if it sounds confusing!!

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[sleepyy-27]

*insert crappy rushed art here* I decided to write a small fic to go with the day one art so here it is :P

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Whumptober

Alt prompt forgotten

Warning: mention of death but it has a nice end to make up for some of the sadness ig :P

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He woke up no idea where he was, actually he didn’t know who he was, was he even a he? And why were his hands transparent? Everything around this strange place he found himself in had been dark except a ball of light.

Has that always been there?

It seemed the ball of light noticed him and floated towards the boy, it glowed blue, he could see it had beautiful wings? Was that what those called? He recalled multiple words but didn’t know the meaning to them except one, forgotten.

Maybe that’s where he is a place called "Forgotten", maybe he didn’t do anything so he was left behind here? He has so many thoughts and he had finally noticed the little ball of light saying something.

“Hey!”

“Look!”

“Listen!”

“Watch out!”

“Hey!”

He recognized her immediately her name was Navi, and for some reason wet stuff rolled down his face.

“Link!”

Was that his name? He didn’t know but she said it again while trying to wipe the tears that rolled down his face.

So that’s his name, Link.

He looked down at his hand, there was a strange shaped rock, no rock wouldn’t be the right word he knew that much at least, cause it was hollow with man made holes in it, there was a point that stuck out and it was a little long. Gold had wrapped that bit and three triangles had been engraved, he noticed that same mark on his own had the bottom right one being darker than the rest.

What was that called again?

“Link, do you not remember me?” The ball of light, no, Navi asked, floating in front of his face.

Remember. Why did he recognize her and that word?

Everything came back slowly but too fast, his vision blurred due to the amount of liquid, no, tears that had came out of his eyes, he expected to be alone in this moment but there was something small and tiny but comforting wrapping its tiny arms around his cheek.

“N-Navi?” He, no that’s not right, Link shakily said he noticed his hands weren’t transparent and instead he had been wearing armor now, he noticed he was much taller and this dark place wasn’t dark anymore.

His legs crumbled under himself as Navi whispered “I knew you would find me again, let’s go home now forest boy.” And all of a sudden he was back as a child in his green tunic, Saria was sitting on her usual stump, playing her tune on her ocarina, he felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked up to see a young red haired girl wearing clothes that gave her away as Malon, the girl from Lon Lon ranch. “C’mon fairy boy let’s go!” Malon spoke voice gentle as she helped stand up.

He knows he wasn’t forgotten in the end and he took his own ocarina and started playing with Saria as Malon sat right beside him, Navi floating around the three glowing brightly.

He may have died and been forgotten physically but he would never be forgotten here.

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(Sorry if there’s any grammar mistakes I wrote this in the span of like idk almost 40 minutes sorry it’s short ;-;)

[momo-de-avis]

Not me looking at that photo album for more than a minute trying to figure out why the hell it wouldn't be ~appropriate~ for a boy because the letters are blue?? it says "mr wonderful"?? so I guess it's because the background is that beige/pale pink colour?? are skin tones not allowed? is your nephew literally blue?

The kid literally doesn't care, my brother also doesn't care, but my sister in law is insane. The kid once went to one of those machines you get a ball out for 2€ and it has shit inside. He got a tiny bicycle that was green but didn't like it. My sister in law then said she obviously needed to throw it in the trash because the only other baby she knew was a girl and the bike was green.

He then got a second ball that came with elastics. One was VAGUELY flower shaped. She took it out of his hands and said that was not for boys

In all of these situations you could see the kid didn't understand. He was more confused at how the fuck does a kid play with elastics. But his mother is literally unhinged.

This one time she picked up one of those plastic covers you put on the table to eat on top of it so it doesn't make a mess on the table, idk what they're called, and she started saying, extremely emotional, how she bought that plastic cover for the dog and got a blue one without thinking, and then ended up never using it, and never would have she guessed she would have a boy... Thus giving her a chance to use it. Which was the funniest fucking thing ever because 1) if she'd had a girl, it would have gone in the trash, and 2) congrats kid you're getting something that was for the dog

She's absolutely unhinged. For what its worth, my brother, for all his faults, was never like this. He actually taught me and gave me typical male gifts and shit. He gets things he thinks are cool disregarding or colour or whatever. But he lets my sister in law act like a fucking lunatic

[blackh0legreensun]

Hiii ok so what’s the vibe on michael x Mike Crew?

I like to imagine they had like… one date before their respective Encounters, or dated off & on without getting really close, but after Ex Altiora and Sannikovland (idk if the timeline matches up but I think they were similar times?) they meet again—whether by circumstance or planned—and confide in each other

OH.... OH YOU. I LIKE YOUR BRAIN

6'2 throat of delusion incarnate x 5 foot nothing mary poppins ass...

honestly i think it would be INCREDIBLY rocky at first post encounter, dare i say doomed yaoi. I'm not sure if i interpreted Mike's story correctly but just from what he spoke of with his childhood trauma it seems like the Spiral had its eyes on him, so i can see him harboring pretty bitter feelings towards Michael, despite the fact that every time he hears that stupid distorted laugh he thinks about the way Michael used to giggle at the coffee shop they'd have their little dates on.

Mike is a bird to me, a canary covered in coal trying to shake off his feathers, overwhelmed by the safety of being so high up in the endless blue sky as opposed to suffocating down in the mines. I think as a result he really isn't one for much more than casual. unfortunately i think hes like a serial ghoster and that's why him and Michael were on and off 😭 poor sweet Michael, pre Distortion he's honestly a baby, i think mike would have been drawn in with the way his eyes look like the sky during a light drizzle, the way Michael just seemed so.... light. breezy. but what makes them so... incompatible? doomed? in this regard is that Michael *isn't* breezy and free. he's a ball of anxiety and insecurity, unable to trust even his own perception of himself. Mike would probably be unsettled by basic affection, would probably be put off by how giving and doting Michael is. he's not used to it, it makes his skin tingle being touched even casually, and his brain often mistakes that for the crawl of electricity in his veins.

but he keeps coming back. he keeps reaching out. and every single time, Michael forgave him, let bygones be bygones, took Mike out for tea, and the cycle would start all over again.

my friend and I once did an RP where one of my vast OCs (who was basically the narrative foil/antithesis of Mike) (aka, he got struck by lightning and became obsessed with storms and chasing the feeling) freaked Mike out by blocking out the sky, blocking out his bright blue savior. and Michael, ofc, was kinda giving mike shit for it ("you need a door ^-°/") and so when mike inevitably got pissed and ran at the Distortion to strangle him, Michael just... stepped aside. yeet him into the corridor. i think that's their dynamic, this endless game of cat and mouse where one antagonizes the other and either Michael gets yeet into the sky or Mike gets tossed into a corridor. Michael tends to call him "birdie" or "free bird" though

essentially they wouldn't be friends, they wouldn't be lovers, they would be this secret third thing where if anyone else tried to hurt Mike Crew, they would get tossed into a corridor and trust that Michael would *not* let them out anytime soon. all this to say, Michael would squish Daisy's brain into the shape of a dick and show it to Helen with a sickening laugh.

[foggymud]

WELCOME TO "Raw Ingredients" ep.1!! the game show where we take ur fav cookie. And dive deep too figure out what swims beneath the calm waters of the lotus paradise

today we have the newest adition to oven break, thats right the one the only the cutie!POND DINO!! or pondy for short!

So where to start? Lets see....well for one pondy isn't what they seam,there not a gummy dinosour like the ones we've seen before! They are actualy inspierd by the forget-me-not [or fmn if i ever refer to it again] flower! The name was changed in traslación for what ive heard leading too pond dino to be what we know them as!

Pond dino is also one of the few cookies with the slit eye design! While not exclusive to dragons this trait is ussualy shared among them excluding lychee [wich May play into there potencialy sucubus inspierd design, next ri might be on em ectualy]

wich further reinforces there relevance to the dragon story! And longan there self says that pondy is the only foil to there plan,more on that laiter.[side note: not all slit eye or slit like eye cookies are in the image showned]

Another thing worth of note is pondy's shape and body design, as a New born baby dino it makes sense there small stubby and chubby,but a weird thing is that they where born with not only super long "hair" that seams too twist rather then sway as well as a flower that-

APARANTLY IS EATHER SENTIENT OR APART OF THEM???? Wich all of this leads me too belive this is all apart of there boddy, meaning pondy has 6 limbs [huh kinda make sense why there with lotus now] one set of back and front flippers + the hair flippers.

and finnaly in terms of the design we have pondys color palet! Its quite simple being made out of the face tone, primeraly 2 to 3 shades of blue, some cream yellows for the eyes,flower,and tummy, as well as white for extra detail and purple for the eyes,2th layer of the flower and.....segmentación on the chest?? Im not gonna try to understand why a nonbinary they/its new born lizard that already looks quite femenet needed boob segmentación on there upper body so lets just move on.

As ive not seen the hold story i won't be able to talk much about the lore but looks like there isn't much to cover? They where born from an egg that showed up in a place where "ancient magic once held sway" if i had to guess the lotus palace or the lotus lake its self as it did have quite the amount of magical things besides lotus there self, such as lesser dragons wich while not new as we've seen them all over the place, the little elfs that worked for lotus alongside the hydrangean cookies, and that time longan sent there despicable me looking eye balls there so yeah theres a lot of magic.

And if you remember i did say i was gonna talk about longans "the only foil to my plan" line earlier so lets start with this final segment!, i belive what this line refers to is that there atempts at destroying cookie kind might not be that eficient if life [aka pond] can still emerge from it, they sunk an entierd palace and possibly flooded a hold island and jet a cookie was borned from this destrucción, longan seams to know what this implies as while still a baby pond thretends there hold plan just by existing somhow, maybe will see somthing simmilar to pond in the future, eather other babys from the ananas and pitaya islands [maybe lychee as well idk how bad there island is as the longan break out starts deep below the surface], some kind of figure or presence in history, or maybe a New legend? Who knows!

Side note below if you wanna read

Hi thanks too anyone who reads this far into the post! Even thru my crazy theories and endless rambles y bad grammer, i hope it was understandable to some degree. If you have anything that i may have forgot, got wrong, and even wanna add or share what you think on anything regarding this post feal free to inform me!. Anyways hope this was a ok post at best as i hope to do more like this in the future as it was tons of fun for me even if im not trully sure on how to takle this

[istherewifiinhell]

LETS FUUUUUCKIIINGGGGGG GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

BAT TURTLES

Here yee here yee! Come one come all! New and long time fans, young (ish) and old. These are so god damn. PREMIUM. Grade A. Turtlefied Certified. Ninja Turtles. Who are Mutant Teens.

Long have we wondered. Must a turtles movie overly explain the concept and set up of the turtles. Or else be a sequel that could confusing or lower quality. Must there sadness about fathers, conflict between brothers and general. Condensed movie run time character arc things. Well. The answer is here. And its this. Who know who the fucking turtles are. And Batman too. So lets just get to do some fucking Movie Ass Movie shit.

(And okay side note I only know animated dc im not like. All up on it but. Yeah. Its batman. Hes over there).

There is a plot a foot! A foot plot! even. Turtle villain and bat villian team up that leads the guys to gotham! And due to it being. Ninja robberies. Misunderstandings abound. But then the team up of the. Two teams. And conflicts arise there. Until they work it out for the greater threats, and thematic culmination in your final action set piece. Delightful. Tasty. So so workable.

Anyway. HELLO ANIMATION. These turtles are so. Wonderous and goofy looking. We have distinct shapes and colouration going on, which is the hotness for modern designs. They have the all white eyes look which is classic and cool. Theyre a bit toned down in shape and snoot having but its a vibe, it looks great in motion.

The action is sick as shit. and a little bloody! your not in nicktoons anymore! hey some turtles arent for little kids indeed. people can be killed! But its not like. Aggressively so. Just enough to feel it. But also theyre doing great comedy animation too. all rounder.

So whats the real meat of it? Well. WOULDNT IT BE SICK IF THE TURTLES WERE IN GOTHAM? And yes. Yes it is. Due to the crossover nature and large cast. We dont really need large changes and arcs. Isnt it enough to see how characters would bounce off situations and others...

Hows our comic lover goof ball, with slight powers of 4th wall poking, enjoy the rogue gallery. What happens when our sciencey tech guy puts his mind to finding a secretive vigilante. What do our serious leaders in blue make of each other. What if an EXTREMELY self aware 16 year old with an attitude read ur entire gimmick from a mile away. What happens when 4 sewer raised teens end up in a rich dude MANOR with a whole ass bulter...

Like basically. All of them are allowed to be their cool funky selves without needing to push it into something thats gonna be the crux of a joke or problem. We get that Leo has the weight of his responisblity as leader stuff, but his still a teen, without him having to tear into anyone. Donnie's doing his tech stuff that goes over other ppls heads without anyone saying he "relies on it too much" or being pressured into fixing everything for everyone. Mikey is techincally, a joke in that. hes saying funny things, hes goofing. But no one needs to slip into anything down right cruel about it, nor does it make him a fuck up.

And Raph... my RAPHIE.... Giving the fucking. Crown of Raph understanders to these fine folks! Yes he's implusive! Yes he's the bruiser. Yes he finds his little brothers jokes annoying! (this is half the point of a little siblings joke. trust me). But also he loves his fucking family. He's nice to kids! And he doesn't have time for anyones elses dramatic broody horseshit. THATS HIS THING??

Delicious. Finally some good fucking food. And eh. Pish posh I really dont know enough about the other bat characters but know its Babs, who is also a purple smartie, and she was fun! Shes fun to see react back at the turtles. And The smallest angriest robin. Who yeah really idk him. BUT DELIGHTFUL. To force into contact with the turtles. This is a mandatory playdate you WILL be dragged into shenangans. Enjoy ur new older bro/cousin figures. They came free with ur fucking crossover.

Shout the fucks out. Watch this movie. They gave the turtle van a little angry mouth again. Fuck Yeah.

[doofnoof]

I havent seen u ocposting so idk who to ask for but 🔵 and discoball (cabt find the moji fuck) for whoever ur heart wishes! :D

Ough you surprised me!! I was mostly passing this along for other creators, but I do have an OC!! Its name is Oatmeal :3

🔵 Blue- How would your OC spend a single day of interrupted peace? Where would they go or who would they be with?

Honestly? Too much peace would make Oatmeal feel scared, waiting for the other shoe to drop, but if it were truly allowed rest without fear it would find something vaguely human shaped, like a shirt, and stuff it with pillows and a heating pad and sleep in its "arms" all day. All Oatmeal has ever wanted is to be loved. If it actually has someone that will hold it, it will request hot chocolate and a movie, and that's how it will spend its day. Watching a movie with someone it loves, drinking hot chocolate. It has adopted shelter dog energy.

🪩 Disco Ball- What was an achievement that your OC felt worthy of celebrating? Was it a personal victory or a big impact on everyone around them?

Personal victory!! Oatmeal isn't great at socializing, but every time it has been able to make a child laugh is, in Oatmeal's mind, a big deal. And honestly, whenever someone trusts it wish a task and it succeeds at said task, Oatmeal will celebrate with a heart shaped lollipop and a confetti popper 🎉 if it ever did something that mattered enough to other people to be celebrated, it would pass out from sheer overwhelming joy before any partying could commence.

[thegirlinblueblog]

I'll always be fond of summers. Summer holds the dearest memories for me, like a warm embrace gifted by life. You hate on summer now, you can't stand the heat, do you recall summer being so harsh while growing up? I don't.

I remember my chotonanu making an array of tok and daal during summers. I always anticipated with great enthusiasm what type of daal would grace my plate. Somedays it was a tomator tok with choto choto maach. Other days, the daal included kaacha aam in it, or aamloki, or sometimes tangy jolpai. After just one sip, your entire body quivers with the sharp tangy goodness. (My mouth is watering as I write this.)

The afternoons were lazy once my stomach was full of daal. The naps after lunch hit differently back in those days. Soon, the naps would be interrupted by the sound of kids playing football in the goli. Their ball would strike the main door with a rotating wooden latch known as a "khil" or "bang" by some. This simple, wooden water-drop-shaped contraption was sufficient in those days, to keep the door shut. A small piece of wood carried the heavy load of the trust of an entire family of more than ten individuals if you count all the little rascals. Theft was rare back in the days. If I walked straight from the main banger dorja, I'd enter our mini paradise, my Nanur uthaan.

Our uthaan came into life during summers. The greenery seemed more vibrant and saturated. White spider lilies scattered around the landscape in full bloom in faded, fat blue plastic drums. The scent of it would fill my lungs. I would take a deep breath every now and then, I could never have enough of the scent. Puddles dotted the uthaan after chotonanu watered the entire area with a long blue snakey watering silicone pipe, over which we carefully placed long wooden planks, our very own makeshift bridge which we called a shaako.

The sound of balls banging against the door would rouse us from sleep. We were well energised from the nap and ever so eager to enjoy the bikel as the uthaan awaited us. Borof paani, bouchi, kanamachi, gollachut, openti bioscope, you name it we've played in all in our little paradise. "Ayre amar moyna" I hated the flick on the forehead while playing fultokka but the anticipation of the flick on the forehead always made me giggle. My forehead was really ticklish, I could not even stand a graze. On some special Jummah days, we used to scour our surroundings to gather all the big leaves, sticks, and branches lying around. Our discoveries served as our prized utensils, cutlery, and fuel for the fire we'll need for our mini picnic. We called it Jolapaati. "Ek much chaal, ek muth daal, paani ar lobon" the recipe we religiously followed to make some khichuri in the mini maatir chula chotonanu made for us. Of course we "borrowed" all the ingredients by sneaking into the kitchen through the back door where the panir house was situated. Opening the big chaaler drum, by standing on our toes in the peeri, with our tiny hands was no small feat.

Amidst all the shenanigans we could get up to in the uthaan, my chotonanu used to cut fruits and bring them to us. Thanda tormuj, bangi, aam, kathal, peyara, jambura, kamranga, lichu, jamrul (idk why I used to call it amruj chotobelay, am I the only one?). On some special days we'd quench our thirst from all the douradouri with ebur shorbot, bel er shorbot or daaber paani. After gobbling up a handful we would wipe our mouths with her aachol and then dash back to our hooligan ways.

When the hujur tapped on the mic three times before saying the maghrib er azaan, we used to run to the tap, detach the big snake like blue hose to wash ourselves. We washed the dirt off each other by spraying each other with water without a worry in mind. Remember those rattan weaved rounded lounge chairs? Everyone had one back in those times, we would rest there, catch our breath while we watched the sky change its colour from a deep blue, then a purple to a pitch black.

How can I not love summer? I owe my happy days to it.

"ছেঁড়া ঘুড়ি, রঙ্গিন বল

এইটুকুই সম্বল

আর ছিল রোদ্দুরে পাওয়া

বিকেল বেলা।"

[screamingwithpigeon]

13/5/24 (May 13, 2024)

My day today hasn't been to bad, I took a test for Music Theory. And got four (4) graphic novels for free, I checked all of the prices they ranged from 20 to 30, which in my opinion is doing good. I was also able to make some more stamps out of a material that feels like it's an eraser but it comes in a huge sheet that is light gray. Fun stuff to use. I probably will show some stuff I made with it at the end of the post.

I was talking with a friend about the future and where we are heading for a discord server. She is worried and scared about the change that will come with the fear that the big friend group will fall apart. Since majority of us is online and we were brought together for rp and we have been doing it for three (3) years at this point. I have faith that it won't fall apart and actually excited to see where we head to with the friend group. It is really big considering on the fact that it's like twenty (20) people in it currently, since it started with like eight (8) people, which is a lot of growth in my opinion.

I am hating all of the smoke in the air right now, I fear to leave to the outside for a chance of all this smoke eventually effecting me poorly for my lungs. I plan to never smoke, it makes me just cough and I already have enough problems in my life that I just don't need what comes with smoking.

I have decided to add the art of my prints, I made with the stamps.

Idk how to do an id for those who can't see, but essentially there is a yellow green fish that is in a cartoonish style with the head pointed up and a single eye can be seen on the top left page having bubbles coming out of its mouth saying blub blub. A bit underneath it is five stars that are yellow in varying sizes. Below that is three bottles of different shapes and colors with different contents inside. The left one is light blue with a skinny top with a big wide body with teeth inside of, in the middle is a reddish purple bottle with the neck of it being wider than the blue one, inside of it instead is two eye balls. The last one is yellow with it being smaller than the other two but slightly longer. Beneath the bottles is a reddish purple fish, the same one on the top of the page, up the head pointed to the right, also having bubbles coming out it and having only one blub coming from its mouth.

I hope this was done well enough for people to understand what I am saying even when they can't see it, please let me know if you need more descriptions.

See y'all tomorrow, or whenever I post next, idk why, only the future knows. Have a good day, talk to y'all later. Pigeon signing out, peace

[lotsofsq]

THANK YOU SO MUCH I COULD CRY i was grinning wider with every word oh my gosh thank you so much i’m so so happy to hear about you noticing, and finding joy in the little things i add!!

id love to tell you about my process! i love rambling about why i do certain stuff because sometimes i don’t even realize until after it’s down! often i have a feeling of a picture in my head and i just need to think of how to capture it

overall i try to do what feeeels right, but i often focus the most on differentiating eyes, i like for my designs to have distinct eyes and i was really able to do that with TMBS.

also with the colors they are a perfect set like the minimum pack of crayons

for reynie: i really wanted him to look gentle but not completely round, he’s very dependable so that leans more toward square shapes. reynie has always had a very specific look in my head because for years i pictured him looking like one of my childhood friends. his eyes both, look more asian, and lower eyelids often make a character appear more calm. the clovers are a little indicator i put often to show like?? good will almost? idk how to describe it but like when you can see the genuineness of someone.

for sticky: he’s such a nervous ball of energy and so sweet, he has this really round visual energy his eyes really mirror the shape of his glasses, big open eyes can be nervous or observant, in this case both! sticky has always been that deep blue color in my head, deep blue is a great indicator of vastness; the ocean, the night sky. fits well. yes little nervous sweats.

for constance: the epitome of angry squishy little kid, the almost white hair actually makes her look younger, since most people’s hair darkens as they age. i love her little tiny eyes, it makes her look like a stuffed animal. and i feel like the hair clip shows there are people who care enough to put it there. the little jagged lines always make me think of glaring and intensity

for kate: out of all the kids her eyes are the most realistic, she has a true eyelid and a natural shape to her eyes. i’m not entirely sure why i like to do that but i might be because i find her very wise, old soul kind of deal. i tried to make her look slightly older than the boys and i just adore her sunny disposition and humor, it’s so important for her personality. of course hee symbol is little rays of light coming off of her.

all these answers are kinda all why i did things instead of how, if you want that for anything i’d love to tell you if i can but i’m not sure that will be very interesting its a lot of trying until it feels right.

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once again thank you so so much for this i hope you enjoy my response! it really touches my heart to hear people try to pick apart my art it makes me so happy

THE MYSTERIOUS BENEDICT SOCIETY!!!!!!

i’ll be posting most of my stuff chronologically so enjoy my journey

[ID copies from alt text: four headshots of the four society members: reynie is smiling calmly, his hair is sweeping left over his forehead. he is wearing a green sweater vest with a line of little sprouts on it over a button down. sticky has a nervous expression, he is fully bald. he is wearing a blue sweater over a button down. constance looks peeved and has wispy blonde hair with red hair clips. she is wearing a red coat over a yellow shirt. kate is excited and winking, her gold blonde hair is in a high ponytail. she is in a red and white striped t-shirt. all 4 have emphasized lines around them in their respective colors: reynie has green flowers, sticky has blue sweat beads, constance has red jagged lines, and kate has yellow radial lines around her. ]

[soleilnomoon]

excruciate ; loid x reader.

961 words, fem reader, sfw (surprise, i know), angst mixed w. angst, idk what to say other than loid has his hands full; obvy this'll be a series bc i have no self-control.

a summary (of sorts): where twilight has to deal with unfavorable odds to complete his biggest mission yet.

fic request for @strawhatsoraya it's short but shhh don't worry.

part i of the sweetest thrill series.

an acrid voice lazily slices through you, effectively functioning as a severe, senseless reality check. with his presence much too close, amoral thoughts hop around aimlessly in your head; you’re not sure if you’re supposed to breathe, blink, or what. its irritated claws crawl down your back—determined to sink through your clothes and to maliciously taint your skin—making it curve as you arch it inadvertently. 

if your poker face wasn’t so impenetrable, he might’ve seen through you.

“absolutely not.” 

it’s not the words that clip your wings—serrated verbal incisions that make you bleed internally, the ferocity behind them unbearable, unseemly, and almost as if it pains him to explain himself—and to you, of all people. the one person he simply has to stay away from at all costs. if he doesn’t, he might actually lose the remainder of his self-preservation and completely allow you to emotionally breach through his walls.

because you’re tired of arguing, you concede. “i’m with him, i don’t agree with this plan.” you say the words with ease—as if they’re words you repeat daily, words that publicly cement your feelings for him. “besides,” your eyes flick lower as you inspect your nails, “i work better alone.” 

shifting on the hard, metal chair, you tolerate the silence that infiltrates the room; when your courage finally lets you raise your head, you find him looking directly at you. again, you’re thankful that you can smooth your facial features enough to feign nonchalance—but he’s already caught one of your tells. 

he knows you’re lying, now.

with a slight quirk of his eyebrow, eyes a frighteningly pale blue—frigid, keen, terribly hypnotic. it’s irksome in a way you can’t explain; you don’t want him looking at you, so you covertly flip him off, the gesture obscene, yet captivating to him. with a subtle turn of his head, he can ignore you; and he does, mostly. but—

your presence insists itself upon him; a suffocating reality that he’d rather not have to deal with if he doesn’t have to. and yet, there he is, suffering through it, no indication of such a thing on his face or in his posture. he’s quite skilled at hiding; his intent, his desires, his dreams—the ones that died along with his true identity ages ago. he hasn’t thought about those things in a long, long time; naturally he suspects your influence to be intentional.

“twilight, this isn’t up for negotiation or debate. for the betterment of mankind, for the safety of the westalian people, you must work together.”

a scoff leaves your mouth before you can stop yourself, and twilight fixes you with a hardened stare once again. 

“and you,” the director critically casts his eyes towards you, “firelight.” the way he says your codename makes you sit up a little straighter in your chair, all casualness and amiability drips away from you entirely. “after your last mishap, you have no choice in the matter.”

it’s impressive, really, the way you clench your jaw, teeth pressed so tightly together, a headache forms in response. delicate, brown fingers curl inwards, pink nails pressing firmly into the palms of your hands, the tiny crescent-shaped marks temporarily marring your skin as your anger simmers quietly. there’s a galaxy of emotions fluttering behind your eyes—expressive, they’ve always been too revealing, too bold, too earnest—he’s told you that more times than you care to remember. even now, as your face is void of emotion, as your shoulders remain rigid, yet poised, stress evident in the way your hands are balled into fists, the way your breathing hardly changes, and in the way you can’t seem to look at him.

at all.

he sees this, takes it all in stride, still leaning against the wall behind you, long legs crossed at the ankles, hands stuffed into his pants. everything about his demeanor seems aloof, untethered, maybe even relaxed. you know better, though. twilight hardly relaxes; everything is intentional with him—he has multifaceted plans that have their own multifaceted back-up plans just in case.

“fine,” you manage to say with great difficulty. you’ve always been labeled as ‘difficult to work with’, as ‘impossibly assertive’, as ‘infuriatingly annoying, arrogant, and sharp-tongued.’ none of that phases you; it comes with the territory of being a spy. while your merits aren’t on his level, your skill cannot be downplayed, no matter how hard they try they know you’re an asset.

which is why you haven’t been fired or permanently terminated.

yet.

the director watches you for a beat longer than you want him to, but simply closes the thick manilla folder in front of him and dismisses you with a languid wave of his hand. “discuss the specifics amongst yourselves, and remember,” his voice reaches your ears, even as you’re halfway out the door, “don’t fuck anything up.” the warning is really for you; he knows how impulsive you can be and how twilight doesn’t do well with that sort of behavior, at all. still, you won’t jeopardize the mission, there’s too much at stake.

“got it, chief.” you say it loud enough that twilight also hears, and by the time you’ve slammed the door behind you, he’s let out a frustrated sigh—the one brief moment where his mask slips a little.

“you sure you can handle her?” the question takes him off guard; what does he mean by that? of course he can handle you, there’s no doubt about that. however, your reluctance to the specifics of the mission coupled with your less-than-pleasant attitude might actually be a recipe for disaster. when he doesn’t answer right away, the director snaps his fingers repeatedly and twilight finally answers, albeit he’s rather resigned over the whole affair.

“yes, i can. there is no mission that i can’t handle.”