#iiit's like that i guess so what

[slimyenemy]

unfortunately falling in love with a cultist who wants you dead and worse for no reason just means the near entirety of the cult is absolutely fucked instead of them all while you're vibing like hell with hurting yourself off them hating you more and more every single day because there's legit like no better way to process this lol c':

[emotionally-damaged-carrot]

Can you do an Oscar Piastri x Male reader fluff? Like where the reader just plays with Oscar, running his hands in his hair, laying of top of him, sitting on his lap, holding his hand etc. love you work, thank youu

Oscar Piastri x Male Reader

Whimsy

I was thinking of writing a story like this already, thanks for the request.

(Requests are open)

Cheers!

"Oooossscc?"

I hear that all too familiar voice.

"On the couch."

I replied, a few moments later I see him walking out from the kitchen, he held a tray with a plate of nachos and some sauces.

"I tried to make some homemade dips, can you try them for me?"

I sat up as he placed the tray on the coffee table and sat on my lap.

"Well, this will be a bit difficult with you on me."

I said as I pulled him down with me and hugged him tight while giving him soft kisses on his neck.

"Stop, just eat iiit."

He complained as he struggled to get out of my hold.

"You burnt the chips, Y/n, the dips will taste like burnt chip."

I laid my head on the arm of the couch.

"Use your finger or something."

"I haven't watched my hands yet, and I've just been here all day, laying down while I wait for you."

"Disgusting, just wash your hands."

He rolled around so now we were chest to chest.

"Hi."

I smiled as I whispered.

"Hello."

His hands went to my face, and slowly squished my face.

"Are you going to stop?"

I mumbled out.

"You're handsome."

I smiled.

"I know."

He squished my cheeks so my lips were puckered and he went down to kiss me. My hands went up from his sides to his hands that was on my face, I removed his hands so I could move better. He let out little moans when my hand wrapped around his neck pulling him closer, the other was grasping his waist tight. His hand rested on my chest, moments later he pulled back, breathing heavily.

We stared at each other, our eyes searching for something in each other, something that could make this moment better. I see a hint of mischief in his eyes as he sits on my stomach.

"Shit."

I said as the air was pushed out of me.

"As much as I love you, I need to breathe, little moon."

"Just a moment."

He started to mess with my hair.

"Not the hair."

I feigned annoyance, my hands rested on his hips. A few moments later he stopped.

"What did you do?"

I said as I reach for my phone that was somewhere beside me on the couch. He handed me his phone.

I looked at myself as I opened his camera. My hair was a messy, I have bangs, most of my hair is going to my forehead.

"This is actually not that bad, is this how you prefer my hair to be, Y/n?"

I held his waist as I smiled at him.

"Yes."

He said as he laid down on top of me again.

"I can breathe better now I guess."

I ran my fingers through his hair. His hands held my other hand, following the veins with his finger, tracing the wrinkles on my palm. I looked down at him, enjoying the moment we are having. A few minutes later, his interest on my hand was gone. He looked up at me, his chin resting on my chest.

"You touching my teeth is weird you know."

I said as I knew what he was planning.

"But your front teeth, they look cute, they make you look like a bunny."

"It's still weird."

His hands slowly travelled up my body and onto my cheeks.

"Are you goin to stop me?"

I shook my head no and smiled at him, his thumb went to my two front upper teeth, feeling the shape and the ridges. He looked like a child, the shine in his eyes and the curiousity flowing out of him as he somewhat played with my teeth.

"They look cute."

He said as he removed his thumb from my mouth, I held his hands.

"I know, and you are a weirdo."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes you are."

I played with him, I held his hands gently as I looked at him, played with him as you would with a baby.

"No."

He buried his face in my chest.

"Your nachos and dips are still here you know."

I reminded him as I played with his hair.

"I'm tired."

He mumbled out.

"Then sleep, the chips can wait, you can rest here and I will keep you safe."

I kissed the top of his head as I wrapped my arms around him, and he wraps his around me.

"Goodnight, Osc."

"It's 1pm, Y/n, but goodnight."

[ink-going-insane]

random mystreet and diaries ramble time! specifically about travis!

travis is a really really important character to me. i probably oc-ified him in my mind on accident but iiit's fine probably. but either way he's really special to me with how his character is.

i'll probably end up rambling more about mystreet than diaries because i have more of a personal attachment to ms since that's what i mainly grew up with, so i'm sorry about that in advance ^^;

i'm also. putting it all under a read more because it's gonna get Long. so yea another warning in advance for that!

both in mystreet and diaries, it feels like travis tries to be a sorta comic-relief character at times to get everyone to smile and ignore their troubles. he does really stupid things to distract others from their issues because he's really big on having his friends feel better and happy. he's not the best at communicating at times, but he tries his best by just being weird and getting people to smile. his not too good communication skills do unfortunately cause him to use some of the...tricks he knows at Bad Times (one example being in diaries s2 when lucinda first sees her mother iirc) but he always means well and genuinely just wants everyone to be happy. even in the end of season 6 of mystreet, after everything that happened, the moment he was free and woke up and saw katelyn, he flirts with her in an effort to cheer her up even though they both just went through Hell.

travis is a really selfless character to me. in diaries, with the added s3 enki island lore, travis was essentially fighting a battle that No One There acknowledged. they all thought Travis was the cursed person causing the imps and all that jazz to show and he just. lived with it. he kept saying it was fine when his friends tried to defend him. and then there was the incident in the phoenix alliance island where people were scared of him and iirc he acted like it was fine but it really isn't but aaaaaa. and i'm so so so so happy with his choice after they got enki's relic. his choice to essentially discover himself and live freely without chaining himself down to another burden is something i will forever adore because he deserves it!! and i was so happy he saw that opportunity of freedom, to maybe feel the joy he's been wanting to feel for a long time. i don't know if any of this makes sense i really hope it does.

in mystreet travis's life is more...calm? i guess? there's the child experimentation that happened and then the whole thing of thinking his dad had two different personalities randomly with one of them being Horrible, which actually on second thought my irene does this poor guy still suffer. though we never actually really see any of it and only hear about his father's (well, michael's) negative actions (not including the child experimentation) Twice. once from lucinda talking to kim in s5 and a second time from travis talking to himself in the last episode of s6. he doesn't really talk about himself and instead opts for just vibing in the moment, and doesn’t mind listening to other's troubles.

it's obvious during pdh that he's pretty socially awkward, especially with having dante for a friend. and i think he was his only friend until starting high school where travis met aphmau and the others. like not to be rude but have you Seen dante. guy is a horrible influence. anyway so yea travis wasn't the best at communication, but this is also when he first manages to make someone Smile. he says some really bad pick-up lines to katelyn in s1 in an attempt to cheer her up after her break-up and it gets her to Smile and it distracted her from her troubles and that's when he realized that he can make others Happy with his shenanigans. and so he kept at it, because he wants people and those he cares about to Smile.

oh and quick (not quick i lied) side tangent about the Not Alone Buddies and also travis's role in the story of pdh. aphmau and travis's friendship is so so so special to me. partly because it reminds me of my own friendships vibe-wise, but also because of their special connection. i'm a bit upset that it wasn't expanded upon more during the main mystreet story but it does make a bit of sense since friendships can occasionally drift apart a little bit as you get older so the two of them aren't as close as they used to be. but i still wish they showed more of the closeness that Should Have Been There!! especially in pdh where he was set up to be sorta important! instead of opting for "here's a bunch of scenes with love interests for aphmau that you know aren't going to end up with her and almost nothing else other than strict plot mostly surrounding aphmau and her love interests" they should've had more scenes of her with her friends!!! and travis!!!! and also vylad!!!!!! because they became a trio after he transferred and that literally Never got expanded upon! i don't even think there's another scene of travis with vylad after their first meeting, i genuinely don't remember there being another one At All. maybe one or two? or just none at all and either way that's Bad. and vylad also barely has any proper scenes with aphmau also it hurts. this is a travis post but by extension it's also a Not Alone Buddies post because i love them forever and vylad should've gotten more screentime >:( along with a lot of the other characters they deserved so much more! and it really bothers me that they set up travis to be sorta important at the start of pdh, only to quickly demote him to side character and comedy duo with dante. it really hurts.

in main story mystreet he gets a bit more attention but it's mostly for a comic relief kinda thing at the start. the fact most of his character in s1 got retconned is really funny to me. anyway he gets character development in season 2!! he stood up for himself because katelyn was being Not Nice and i'm so proud of him for it!!! this is also when him being a creep mostly stops iirc so that's nice, but i tend to pretend the creepy scenes Don't Exist in the first place. anyway after that there isn't really much development for him iirc until season 5, though of course there's that nice fun scene in aphmau's year where michael says hello, but he shows up a lot more in season 5 and of course season 6. in s5 it's like "huh i have a weird voice in my head and i suddenly occasionally can't control my actions but surely it must've been me. oh well as long as it makes katelyn happy :)" and like. it's so precious he just wants her to be happy and it hurts knowing michael's intentions and stuff because in both s5 and the start of s6 he just wanted katelyn to smile and be happy and safe so he was okay with letting the weird voice do its thing as long as it helped. it uh. stopped helping after The Incident. but even when he was trapped in his own mind and forced to watch he wanted so badly for it all to stop because he didn't want his friends to suffer. he didn't care what happened to him as long as his friends would be okay, which is why his monologue in the last episode horrifies me. i read a theory that he's going to sacrifice himself to stop the rumored meteor in s7 and something'll cause everyone to forget him and i really really really hope that doesn't happen i hope s7 gives him an actual calming break in the end please.

i'll be honest i...don't know where i was actually going with this post. it just kinda happened. i was alone with my thoughts (bad) and i saw a post with travis on it and just went "travis :)" in my mind and the next thing i knew this wall of text got vomited onto my phone screen. thinking of travis will now be my comfort i guess?? i just think he's neat <3

[sleepy--anon]

What a Woman

Little au I guess, where they all left the game alive with their prize money after mingle and become a little found family

Reblog first, like later please, reblogs do more

Here's who I write for

Everyone immediately threw themselves into therapy as soon as they got out, they had managed to talk Gi-hun out of going back to 'save' the greedy bastards of team O. He managed to pull In-ho out and reunite him with his family and save the rest of them, they told him that enough made him a hero but he needs to let Jun-ho handle stopping the game. Everyone met up regularly now, Hyun-ju got her surgery in Thailand and came back, Jun-hee had her baby and now has her village to help her raise it, In-ho finally feels cared for and like he belongs, Geum-ja says she gained children, Gi-hun is finally starting to smile again, everyone was slowly working through their traumas but progress was happening. Hyun-ju and Gyeong-seok saw each other most often, he'd gotten his daughter her surgery and she was now doing much better. She loved Hyun-ju, always asked her to babysit, even through out a 'new mommy' comment to her dad over dinner.

"I really do wish we'd met under different circumstances... I really like hanging out with you, you make me feel normal." His daughter was with Dae-ho and Jun-hee for the day, because she wanted to meet the baby, so Hyun-ju and Gyeong-seok spent the day hanging out.

"I'm just greatfull we met at all honestly, you're an awesome person and beautiful too!" That last part slipped out accidentally causing him to slap a hand over his mouth and her eyebrows to shoot up.

"You... you think I'm beautiful? Even after all the masculine things I did?" He could see the shiver run down her spine, Jun-hee had explained gender dysphoria to him after a day where Hyun-ju seemed especially not herself.

"If anything I thought you were more beautiful that way, overly feminine women bore me, you've got layers to you, you're strong, you're smart, you can lead, and you're gorgeous. You're like... the perfect woman. Like that song 'What a man' but replace it with women!" He spoke with exaggerated hand movements, not noticing the rising blush on the apples of her cheeks.

"I am in no way the perfect woman Gyeong-seok, though I appreciate it, I'm just me." She said softly, looking down as she fidgeted with the little plastic ring, his daughter got her, on her pinky. Gyeong-seok frowned at her statement, not liking how much she downplayed her achievements. A mischievous look slowly pulled on his face as he reached out and poked her side, watching her jump and shoot her eyes back to his.

"Oh you're just you are you~? I don't think you are, say you're awesome~!" He watched the slight nervous smile pull at her lips as she began to back away, anticipatory giggles bubbling in her throat. Each step she took back he took one forward, tossing little pokes at her waist while repeating his demand. She was practically running backwards as she was trying to defend her self before her knees hit his couch and she fell back. He was quick to grab hold of her waist before she could roll off, hovering above her as he danced his fingers on her sides like a piano.

"Gyeheheohohong-seheheohohok StohohoOHOP ihihit!" She wiggled around the couch, turning her face away from his, embarrassed.

"You're gonna say it, I'll make you~" Hyun-ju shook her head in playful defiance, jumping with a yelp when he squeezed her hips. She covered her mouth with one hand and shoved one of his wrists with the other.

"Dohohon't! I sohohound soho duhumb thehere." Gyeong-seok traced his thumb nails over the bones, watching her twitch and jump.

"I think you sound pretty, my new favorite sound, maybe I'll make it my ringtone~" He jumped back to squeezing, dropping his head to rub his stubble against her neck as she squealed.

"Saaay iiit~" He purred in her ear as her back arched off the couch.

"OHOHOHOHOKAY! I'M AHAHAWESOHOHOME!" Her hands coming up to weakly push at his chest, a flurry of small snorts coming from her mouth.

"Say you're beautiful~" Gyeong-seok's smile widened at the sound of her unrestricted laughter, as if she couldn't get anymore pretty.

"FUHUHUCK FIHIHIHINE! I'M BEHEHEAUTIFUHUHUHUL!"

"Hmmm, what else can I make you say like this~?"

"GYEHEHEOHOHONG-SEHEHEOHOHOK PLEHEHEHEASE!"

"Oh alright~" He relented, finally noticing her legs draped over his left leg, she hadn't kicked him? He looked down, her face flushed, eyes closed, bangs stuck to her head with sweat, her hands loosely crossed over her hips protectively as she tried to catch her breath.

"And don't you forget it~" He punctuated each word with a poke to her belly or ribs, watching gleefully as her eyes shot open and she giggled breathlessly as she weakly fought off the offending finger.

"Cohohome ohohon!" She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mirth, a soft smile on her pink lips as her chest rose and fell with each breath. Her eyes traced a triangle and he suddenly surged down to kiss her. He felt her muffled surprise, before her hand came up to cup his face. The kiss was gentle, slow, and very them. He pulled back slowly, breathing with her.

"How much you wanna bet Geum-ja is already planning the wedding?"

"How much trouble to you think you're in right now~" Hyun-ju suddenly flipped the two, now she was on top and she was straddling him. Now that was the Hyun-ju he knew, but he also knew that he was now fucked.

[plead-au]

”Shackles”

(Comic sketch for an unfinished Hysterliam comic. it be suitcase wednesday bro)

i'm terribly sorry for the constant change in format and how strange the formatting in the first page is, the canvas was too smalll and i didn't feel like resizing iiit... and it is a sketch so i guess experimentation is inevitable! more about this in the cut

OHHHH MY GOOOODDDDD. while smashing this all together my phone was in a state where it was pretty laggy so i had to go through putting text and ibis paint fades while my phone was running at 12 fps with a bajillion gigabytes probably.

ANYWAY i decided today i was gonna post the whole sketch i made for a redraw + rewrite of a comic i last redrew in 2022! the reason i never finished this was mainly due to motivation/inspiration to make the damned thing. i mean hell i didn't even start the sketch on the exact day i did the 2022 redraw haha

even though my love for object shows isn't the same as it was, and even though this storyline is pretty outdated by now, i still wanted to post this because i feel i could show what could've been, instead of keeping it to myself! lal

[quietbluejay]

Spotlight: Shockwave (1/2)

yeah we're sticking in the spotlights

tldr he forgets to consider the chaos factor

"…and launched into space"

"distant planets with a specific geological profile are targeted"

then...

it cut to Shockwave observing this landscape at night, in a thunderstorm. all the plants are dead

"Much later...I turn proactive"

"Ultimately I serve only one master..."

"...pure logic"

he sets a device down on the ground, which explodes

you know compared to the other characters he doesn't feel as wildly off like he got more depth as time went on but he's still the same shocky

hehe

IIITS THE DYNOBOTS

Grimlock: I smell payback

one of them looks up from the controls

Slag: not so fast, Grimlock. Those energon readings are off the scale!

Slag: we go down there without some kind of protection...

Slag: we'll be in stasis-lock in nano-klicks

Grimlock: Don't give me problems, Slag…just solutions. We owe that one-eyed freak.

"And Prime, he said to forget it, but I can't..."

there's a shot of Optimus and Grimlock arguing, and Optimus poking him in the chest

"Won't"

so Grimlock says, find a way, because he's going to end this, whatever it takes

i mean, he is right that grimlock should forget it instead of going off on revenge quest but it kind of sounds like optimus can't deal well with grimlock then again, who can

friend: Misfire me: oh man pre-brain injury grimlock and misfire working together me: against Shockwave friend: jfdasdskla;;fdj peggy sue grimlock and misfire friend: "thats my emotional support decepticon" me: the dinobots are so confused me: Misfire is also confused

"Evolution cannot keep pace with the transitional phases of the biosphere"

blah blah they face certain extinction

so do we

"we either evolve..."

"...or die"

there's a shot of a dehydrated mammoth collapsing in the desert

"The global dampers will regulate the ongoing geological reaction. In due course, the new ore seams will settle, become inert. All I need....

....is time

im…pretty sure the mammoths didn't just collapse like that from heatstroke at the end of the ice age

tldr this is the only way if they want to move fast

Grimlock: look again. Find me something with some…bite. Unless the plan is to make Shockwave die laughing.

he manages to find some dinosaur bones and shows a hologram of a T-Rex

Snarl: well?

Grimlock: perfect!

tfw your car keys aren't working

he figures it's either broken or not there

there i just summarized like 50 words

ohhh I don't like that

"...explodes!"

he tries to fight the dinobots

he was expecting Megatron or something

No one expects the Dinobot Inquisition!

instead, it's these guys

the fight is on!

"I attempt to apply rationality curves, logic filters. And fail.

while he's bluescreening, he hears bits of what the Dinobots are saying

he made them a laughingstock, it took forever to heal, etc etc

he puts it together that they're mad at him

Shockwave is the woman doing math meme right now

"and then it hits me"

skdfjhsldkfhj he's literally "does not computer return to cucumber error"

he shuts down his higher brain functions and activates rage.exe

the Dinobots stare, slack-jawed, as he is surrounded by flames

the dynobots are teaching him how to feel again uwu

I made a meme but I'll make a separate post

incredible

what an alt-mode

the dynobots are…making me feel so many things how do i deal with these emotions

the battle's clearly over, he thinks as he looks over the supine forms of the Dinobots

but some people don't know how to quit, he thinks, as Grimlock gets up

but all the grit and tenacity in the world can't beat the laws of the universe

he freezes Grimlock

and thinks about chaos

heh

back in the present, Shockwave decides to steal their ride

there's a shot of him speeding off in the ship

Shockwave: all I need...

grimlock: all according to keikaku

the volcano erupts!

and now...

wait, Cybertron? thought it was uninhabitable well this is a while ago so i guess thunderwing was fairly late stage

from his high throne, Megatron tells someone to conduct a full investigation into all of Shockwave's current and archives projects

"Do you understand?"

megatron, no why would you give that to bludgeon

I'm going to make a separate post for the stinger

[lurkingteapot]

Last Twilight ภาพนายไม่เคยลืม Ep 5

Another P'Aof ep 5/12, another domestic morning scene with teasing and breakfast.

did Mawk just skip one of the comments?

oh that's gonna be a thing with the hands in the picture innit

called iiit

the Phiinawnging is STRONG in this one

that teddybear, whaaaa

did we just skip an entire day

the way Mawk looks at Day, my goodness

adasdfasdfasdfasdfasdf GEE

Gee you really just quoted the song I CANNOT

hi August oops

oh dear, bad blood? even though they're supposed to be playing together?

is he a homophobe or what

or does he just think Day sucks, which in the current context I could kinda see

wow Day's hair is concrete solid

awww

oh man this is tough

so it WAS him who asked for that

food as a love language, godddd

oooh Mawk opening up

the rainbow flags in the background, are we supposed to not read into that, p'Aof??

oh, that's sweet but possibly also misguided

that seems like it was too easy, idk

awww

so that WAS the match Mawk watched

that WAS the invitation to a date and also Day used to have a crush on him, I guess

did Mawk just set them up on a date?! I love this, oh my god

so it's Saturdayyyy

I love Phawjai so much

Phawjai ilu but body spray and perfume aren't the same

is this the date place from Step by Step??

If *I* still can't tell how much of Mawk's flirting is serious and how much is him playing, how is Day supposed to be able to tell???

fgsdfgsdfg wow Mawk is laying it on thickkk

don't take away his food three bites in!!!! hey

oh Mawk is enjoying this so much

don't play with your fooood

oh no I want this to well for day but I'm also WORRIED

where are they finding all these cute food places, godddd

Mawk is so good, gdi

thanks for letting Jimmy act without speaking for once

oooh is he actually gonna quit/cut down??

is August gonna stand him up?? that sucks

he probably texted and Day didn't see, huh

but wow an HOUR?? he could've at least called.

poor Day :(

I love this a lot

DATE

this is the most unrealistic thing in the show so far, what 20something dude knows flower meanings??

oh Day, don't say thatttt

the close-ups here!!! the close angles!!!

I love that Day's honest, but also Mawk just got his heart broken a little, huh

he turned up!!! oh no? yay? which is it???

did he know???

oh fuck

Mawk really, really likes him, huh

not the bus stop music of change!!!!

oh next week looks DELIGHTFULLY messy, maybe even moreso than this week

[jpeg-indulgence]

KICKS DOWN DOOR

It's me friend Krue and I'm here- it's time to do the game. I have things for you. Several, in fact.

🍐 - Does Vergil have any nervous tics or idle quirks he does? (Like mindlessly tapping on surfaces, twirling hair, etc)

🥝 - Would Vergil ever let you do his makeup? What would you do for this, if you did do it? Is it simple, complex? What colors do you use? I am curious...

🫒 - What kind of hugs does Vergil give? Does he give good hugs? Does he enjoy hugging? Does he prefer to give or receive them? How does he feel about your hugs?

🥬 - What kind of beige flags does Virgil have? Like, they're not BAD but they're not good either- "Huh. That's a thing he does." Type shit

🫛 - How does Virgil feel about pet names and nicknames and such? Does he HATE them with a passion? Do they warm his heart slightly? Does he act kind of aloof about them but internally find them funny? What're his favorites to be called? How about his least favorites? And does he use any on you? If so, what does he use? And what would he never say- (crucial information btw I need to know this so I can write things... mwahahaha)

🍠 - What kinds of things does Virgil do when he's bored? Does he have any favorite pastimes? And extension, how many of these pastimes involve you-

Okay I'm excited to see these answers!!! Thank you for your dedication 🫡

- @brutally-loving

AAAAA I'VE BEEN SO EXCITED TO DO THIS ONE THANK YOU KRUE FOR BEING SO SPECIFIC YOU ARE FEEDING MY MENTAL INSTABILITY AND I AM HERE FOR IIIT

🍐- He constantly adjusts his collar and cracks his neck

This is actually really funny because cracking my neck has always been a nervous tic of mine and then he did it too and I went 😃👉

What's even better is that in the mobile app he does it for outfits where he doesn't even have a collar, implying that it's just pure muscle memory for him to adjust that one particular spot. It's so funny to me (and adorable).

🥝 - Vergil wouldn't let me TOUCH his face. He'd be against me using anything on his face even if I'm just trying to fix up his eye bags. To be fair, that's probably a wise decision, considering how little I use it on my own face much less his. My makeup skills are wack.

If I tried to let him do MY makeup, though, it'd probably be an even worse outcome. He has steady hands and all, he just wouldn't understand how moderation works. He'd get confused why the lipstick is so much more noticeable than when I do it. Like, babe, you SHOVED IT ON AS HARD AS YOU COULD. He'd practically suffocate me with the makeup brush and then wonder why it looks so noticeable.

Eventually he'd give up and just blame the products, then almost suffocate me a second time with the makeup removing wipes.

But, hey, it's the thought that counts I guess.

🫒 - I did the hug one in the last one so I'm gonna keep it quick so that I don't keep rambling about the same topics (because I will if you let me)

The two of us are uncomfortable with hugs until we're not and then we're both lovey dovey cuddle bugs. 🐛🐛🐛

🥬 - I'd have to say picking fights because depending on the situation that would be either adorable and romantic or downright embarrassing.

Basically he's always solved his issues by fighting them with a sword, so I headcanon that even after his redemption arc he'd still be trying to pick fights if something upsets him. Especially since he's naturally more protective over his girlfriend (me).

The thing is, if some guy tries to hit on me and Vergie pulls out the Yamato, that shit's HOT. He is HOT. I mean obviously I wouldn't let him kill anyone but like come on MY MAN JUST PULLED OUT A DEMON KATANA FOR MY SAKE THAT'S SEXY.

Less sexy when you're at an IHOP and the waiter gets your order wrong and you have to grab him by his anime jacket to keep him from scalping the underpaid teenager.

(I DON'T HAVE THE DAMN GREEN BEAN EMOJI AND IT WON'T LET ME COPY IT) - This is something I have thought about FREQUENTLY. Because I naturally call people by nicknames, so obviously I'd instinctively call Vergil by them.

Not just the cute romantic ones, either. I'd call him stuff like "babe", "hun", and the affectionate "Vergie", but if you're close to me you need to get prepared for the unintentional "bro", "homeboy" and "my guy".

They just slip out. I have actually called my own father "bro" on several occasions. It's a problem.

So Vergil would probably get used to the more romantic ones after a little while, maybe even start to like it, though he wouldn't admit it, but he would start getting really pissed with the bro talk.

Apparently calling a thirty something year old demon with a lifetime of warrior experience "homie" makes them feel belittled? Who knew?

He'd try to counteract by calling ME a homie to annoy me but I would laugh at it and then he'd get upset and sulk for the rest of the day.

If we went through things he'd never say, we'd be here all day. He's more of a "love through actions" type guy. 😭

Things he would probably call me are:

Darling

Dear

My love

Pretty much any fancy speak you can think of he'd probably say it.

🍠- My man did not have many HOBBIES growing up. He was constantly running around trying to get stronger and now that he just has relax time, he has no damn clue what to do with it. You can only sword fight trees so many times before the neighbors start looking at you funny.

He'd try to get more into reading, now that he actually has time, and try to explain the stories to my dumb ass, who hasn't read anything since I was like eleven.

Between that, he'd be quietly trying to pick up different hobbies, and often follow me around to see what I do during my free time, then try to pick that up.

We're both pretty introverted, so we'd be able to spend hours sitting with each other doing various things like drawing, writing, or whatever we felt like doing, seeing what he likes and doesn't like.

OKAY, THAT'S IT. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING ALL OF THESE OUT THANK YOU KRUE 💙💙💙

[brokenstarwishes]

You figured?!?-!?!?///== whthewhdkhsjxthen why did I say anythinf?!?

mnngmgngmdngn Siffrin..

...Well since I won't be able to get to sleep until.....

later-

....You should.......////////

(In........out.)

Tell me your latest fantasy? I'm curious what's on your mind, I guess?

....It doesn't have to be here

(But you'll respond to anything here when you remember that anyone anywhere....could see it.. you take a sharp breath.)

-Sysfrin

Mmmy latest--????!!!!

( Oh STARS!!! There's so many to pick from nnot to mention doing it here,,, in front of anyone??? )

( you breathe for a second before nodding )

...I i i i guess my latest one???

Iiits mmmainly been about a lot of... praise and worship I suppose??? I-Iii i... I like servicing others, it makes me happy but... iii don't often focus on feeling good myself. Hhhhaving someone who would get down on their knees... using their mouth and tongue and hands to...!!!!

Hhhhnnn //// It. Reminds me a lot of my first time with Isa... aaand it's something i come bback to a lot because it means a lot to me ////

( Stars your sounding sappy now- )

Ii i've also been wildly curious a as to more... well, drastic kinks?... If ii i'm able to loop in headspace... shouldn't i try to use it to my afvantage???.... ////

( you can barely sit still. )

[dragondemoness]

Ultimate Cuteness Series - Ultra Despair Girls Edition (Part Six)

Dragon’s Note: We’re back, baby! FInally found the inspiration :3 I’m still not a fan of how I’ve been writing the series so far, but eh, who cares. This is my comeback

The walk back to the hideout is painfully awkward.

Toko and Komaru don’t say a word to each other, and you seem to be caught in the middle. In an effort to ease the tension, you turn to them with your signature smile, although this time, it appears awkward.

“So, um... Wow, that sure was a tough battle, huh? Good thing we won though, right? You two really are strong, especially when you fight together!” 

Toko turns to you with a sharp glare. “D-Don’t try to distract us with your brainless optimism... It’s not gonna help anything.”

Komaru sighs in response. “Don’t be rude to them, Toko. They didn’t do anything wrong. Say whatever you want to me, but leave them alone.”

This causes Toko to turn back on her, and they argue once again. After that, the rest of the walk is filled with excruciating silence. You soon return to the hideout, and Komaru asks for Shirokuma, but the adult only walks away in silence. 

Soon, the adorable white bear does appear. “Heeey, you three! Yay, you made it back safe! Now, I wanna hear the whole story, but first... Come leap into my arms!”

“Jeez, this guy developed a taste for hugs fast...” Toko remarks. Komaru doesn’t move, and Shirokuma opens his arms. “C’mon, don’t be modest! Do it! Do iiit!” 

Toko turns to you. “Well, Omaru is a bit of a sad sack right now, so why don’t you ask (Name)? I’m sure they’d be more than happy to hug you...”

Shirokuma turns to you expectantly and holds his arms out. 

“Oh... Okay.” You then go to him and hug him, and although he and Toko both wonder why you seem hesitant, Shirokuma accepts the affection happily. “Yeah, there we go! Now it’s your turn!”

He then turns to Toko, who shrugs and begins to approach him. “I-I guess I can... I haven’t taken a bath for a while, so I might be a little sticky.” 

Shirokuma quickly steps back from her nervously. “Oh... How about you comb out your hair, take a bath, and change your clothes and undergarments first?” 

Toko gives him an angry look. “Jeez, pushy! Why don’t I just wrap myself in a bow for you, too?” 

You giggle at her. “Aww, I’ll hug you, Toko-chan!”

Toko shakes her head. “Of course you would. God, you’re so weird...” 

You tilt your head at her curiously. “Is that a no?” 

Toko sighs in resignation. “J-Just do it... Whatever...”

“Yaaay!” You grin brightly and give Toko a tight hug. She stiffens up in discomfort but allows you to do it. 

Shirokuma looks at the two of you happily. “It’s so nice to see you three getting along! Anyway, you must be tired. Why don’t you rest for a while?”

Toko looks around. “With the mood in here, I don’t think I could sleep, even if I wanted to. Aside from you, everyone seems... Unwelcoming.” 

You turn to her. “Miss Hiroko wasn’t so bad.” 

Toko shrugs in response. “I guess...” 

Shirokuma waves his hands in front of him frantically. “D-Don’t worry, they’re just shy! I mean, two girls in school uniforms, AND the cutest, most wholesome person on earth? That’s enough to make a man’s heart burst!”

Toko turns to you with a smirk. “Not just men, I’m sure...”

Komaru looks down at the ground, still appearing depressed. “...Thanks for the offer, but I really don’t feel like resting right now.” 

Shirokuma gives her a curious look. “Komaru, what happened? Did the connection not work?”

“No, it worked fine,” you said, “it’s just our connection that went out.” Komaru silently nods in agreement. “Yeah... And I’m also not sure that Future Foundation is going to come through.”

Shirokuma sighs sadly. “I see... So that’s why you’re so down. I’m sorry... Do you want me to pat your head?” 

“Pat her head? How many heads have you crushed with a hand like that?” Toko asks. 

“Hey, I’d let him pat my head... It feels great,” you tell her, causing her to scoff at you. “Y-Yeah, see? I don’t do anything like that!” Shirokuma insists.

Komaru nods. “Yeah... I trust you, Shirokuma. You’re the only one I can trust anymore... Well, one of them, at least.”

Komaru turns and gives you a small smile, and you smile back. Shirokuma then reveals that Haiji and the others are in a conference, and you go and enter the meeting room and listen in. 

“It doesn’t matter if they’re just kids! We have to kill them before they kill us!” Adult M calls out.

“But the kids have those Monokumas on their side, and those twisted animal monsters. We have to do something about them.”

As you listen in, your body begins to tremble fearfully as you whisper to yourself. “They wanna kill the kids...? No... I can’t let that happen.” Your bunny plush nods in agreement, and Toko watches you closely.

Tell me that thing isn’t alive, she thinks to herself. You hear Haiji declare that acting now isn’t the best play, insisting that he doesn’t want to put the adults in danger. Hearing this brings a change in you as you clench your fist, and your expression turns blank.

You disgust me...

What’s up with their eyes?! What’s their deal? Toko thinks to herself.

Shirokuma then brings the three of you inside, and brings up the idea of persuading the children. Haiji objects to this, as do the adults. You and Komaru give your accounts, having met the kids yourself, further solidifying that the idea was impossible.

“You really think a group of monsters like those kids can be reasoned with? Adult D asks.

The only monsters here are you...

“I bet they’d kill us the second we show up to treat with them.” Adult N adds.

And they should...

“Plus, this group here... There can’t be peace with those kids. You know what they’ve done.” Haiji states.

What about why they did it...?

“Those brats don’t even care about family. Things like persuasion... It will never work.” Toko points out. “That’s right. They’re not human, they’re demons!” Adult O calls out in response.

No... You are.

Haiji ultimately decides not to act immediately, which Toko seems to find cowardly. You can’t help but agree. The two of them argue, and when Komaru calls Toko out for not understanding the feelings of the weak, you find yourself agreeing with her, as well. As the Ultimate Cuteness, and even before you claimed that title, you were always targeted for being weak, particularly by one individual. You snap out of your thoughts when Toko finds a comeback of her own.

“You think I’m ‘chosen’? You must be kidding. What’s so great about me? I’m a w-walking inferiority complex! But hey, look at (Name) here! They might be weak, but at least they don’t use it as an excuse. B-Besides, it’s not like they suffered for it.”

What a bold assumption. You were tired of hearing that. “...Yes, I have.”

Toko turns to you with a look of doubt. “Oh, r-really? What could someone like you have possibly gone through?”

You look down at the ground as you clench your fist. “...Bullying.”

“Huh?” Toko looks at you in surprise, and Komaru look at you sadly. “(Name)...? See that, Toko?! You’re so insensitive!”

Before Toko could fire back with a comeback, an adult rushes into the room, saying that Monokumas and plush monsters are attacking. Surely enough, they come in from outside and begin slaughtering adults. 

“What?! How did the children find out about this place?!” One adult questions. Toko immediately points her finger at you. “I-It’s gotta be them! They must’ve led them here!” 

“What? Me?” Komaru glares at Toko. “No, it couldn’t have been them. They were with us all along, remember?”

“Th-That’s right! It’s not their fault! I just know it!” You turn to him in surprise.

“S-Seriously?” Toko groans. 

“I don’t know why everyone keeps doubting them, but just because they act a little childish and have their own style of dressing doesn't mean that they’re bad!”

You smile at him. “Thanks, Shiro-chan!” Maybe you’re useful after all...

He then begs you to save the others, so you run outside, and Komaru and Genocide Jack work together against the beasts. Unfortunately, you didn’t arrive before many of them were already slain. Haiji enters soon after.

“This is all your fault. You led those monsters here when you went on your stupid mission! I bet it was you! You must have a direct line to those brats, huh?! What did you do?! Answer me!”

He suddenly turns and shouts at you, and your vision becomes blurry with tears. Komaru quickly takes you into her arms to comfort you while Toko, Haiji and Shirokuma continue arguing. 

“You know, I’ll go further and say you guys are spies for the kids!” Haiji shouts, and Toko turns to you. “I-I’m sure one of us is!”

“Everyone, cut it out! You’re making (Name) upset!”

After that, the adults apprehend the three of you and place you in three separate rooms. Toko sighs in frustration. “D-Dammit! They take away my stun gun, then they stuff me in this dusty room... It’s all her fault! And theirs, too!”

She considers this and looks away. “Well... It’s not like I want them dead or anything... B-But that (Name) has to be a spy! They clearly hate Haiji’s guts, and I swear that stupid rabbit of theirs is alive! But it can’t be... Jeez, what is their deal? But... They also mentioned bullying... What does that mean?”

Meanwhile, Komaru blames herself for the incident, and Toko and Haiji’s words are echoing through her brain. Where’s (Name)? They’d know how to help... They’re the only one I can trust... The only one I want...

In your room, you simply sit and reflect on everything, clutching your bunny plush close to your chest. Then, a young girl’s voice is heard from outside the door.

“Hellooo! My name is Kotoko Utsugi. I’m the Fighter for the Warriors of Hope! Eeeee, you’re so adorbs! I’ve just gotta bring you with me!

Everything goes black, and soon after, she pays a visit to Komaru. Meanwhile, Toko switches to Genocide Jack, and uses her scissors to hack through the door with no problem. Soon after, she rushes out and goes to your door.

“Yooooo, pretty one! It’s time to go see Master! If you don’t get your cute butt out here, I’m gonna pin your pretty little hands up to the wall! It’s been sooo hard to resist...”

She soon realizes you aren’t there, and neither is Komaru. Three Monokuma kids appear behind her, and show her a tracking device linked to you and Komaru’s wristbands. Soon after, she proceeds to give chase. Meanwhile, Komaru finds herself strapped to an unknown contraption, with Kotoko right in front of her and your unconscious body on the floor beside her.

“Now then, let’s begin with the ‘Motivation’!”

“Wh-What the...? What is this?! What happened to (Name)?!”

“Oh, they’re not hurt or anything! They’re way too adorbs for that! They’re just taking a little nap, that’s all. Now, let’s begin! No more stalling!”

She activates the switch, and hands begin grasping at Komaru from multiple places. She manages to repel them, but more continue to come. Genocide Jack finally finds the three of you on the monorail, and engages in a short spat with Kotoko before managing to defeat her. She then frees Komaru, and you wake up shortly after.

“Ngh...”

“(Name)!” Komaru rushes over and engulfs you in a hug. “I was so worried!”

You chuckle and pat her head reassuringly. “It’s okay, Maru-chan. She didn’t hurt me or anything. I’m glad you’re safe, too.”

“My, my, I was wondering when you’d wake up. For a second, I was sure you were dead. And I was real pissed, ‘cause that was supposed to be my job, y’know? But anyways, good to see your adorable face again, pretty one...”

She tilts your chin up to face her, and she winks at you before switching back to Toko. Soon after, the two of them leave, and Kotoko turns to you with a smile.

“Wow, you’re a great actor! Maybe even better than me! You sure had me going for a second!”

[twilightmalachite]

Poltergeist - Neverland of Grudges 1

Author: Akira

Characters: Madara, Natsume, Tsumugi, Arashi

Translator: Mika Enstars

Proofreader: Revoltrad

"Surprisingly hard even for “Mama”, is iT? ♪"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: Diner

That night, at a late-night diner down at the foot of the mountain upon which Maizuru House is located…

Tsumugi: Everyone, thank you for your hard work today~! ♪

How was it? Do you have any thoughts after your first day?

Madara: I have no idea how to answer thaaat. The only thing I can think of is, “It was haaard!”

Natsume: I’ll go and put in an order for some food and drinKS, alrigHT?

…By the wAY, stores outside of Maizuru House like this shouldn’t have any camerAS, so you should be okay to talk as freely as you liKE.

Let’s open our hearts over a delicious meAL. Complaints of dissatisfaction are entirely welcoME.

Madara: That would be wooonderful. It’s hard to relax when you’re being watched 24/7.

Tsumugi: Fufu, as idols, we have days like that pretty often, don’t we?

You can’t let your guard down for even a moment during day-long events like StarFes!

Madara: But even then, you can take breaks every so often in dressing rooms and suuuuch!

For a job like this, as long as the children were awake, you’d always have to be doing something with them!

And kids are always getting into trouble, one after another, it never ends…! Y’knooow, it’s a cliché thing to say, but parenting sure is hard work!

Natsume: Surprisingly hard even for “Mama”, is iT? ♪

Madara: I wish I hadn’t asked for a MaM-like jooob. Although I guess it’s a little too late for me to say this, I feel like I've been thrown one hell of a curveball.

It’s a personal desire for me to be thought of as ‘being like a mama,’ but MaM’s purpose has aaalways been to liven up festivals.

Does that mean the president is ignoring that entire side of MaM’s past achievements?

Tsumugi: Oh, no, I have a feeling you’ll be able to make use of that skill set soon. I heard from the staff that there seem to be plans for a small festival soon.

Madara: A festival for what? It’s not the right time of year for a temple festival…

Tsumugi: Fufu, well I highly doubt it’s anything like a summer festival, but…

This appears to be a private festival; in other words, one inconspicuously held only within Maizuru House. It seems to be something along the lines of a ceremony.

The festival will be held in about a week, on the last day that we’ll be working at Maizuru House, to be specific…

Madara: Hmmm. Sounds like it might be a good way to close the program, doesn’t iiit? We’d be able to get some good footage depending on how it’s done.

Would it be alright to broadcast something private like a secret festival[1] to the public, though?

Tsumugi: It doesn’t appear to be much of a problem. There’s no tradition tied to it; this will be only the third time it has been held—apparently, it has a short history.

It looks like the content hasn’t been decided yet, so they were debating the idea of possibly leaving the thinking to us.

You’re well acquainted in that area, right Mikejima-kun? Since you’re the lead role in this project, can I leave it to you to think up what to do?

Madara: Oh-ho. You’ve got some guts if you’re going to both toss it onto my plate and willingly leave it all in my hands!

Tsumugi: I’m often told that~. ♪

Natsume: FuFU, drinks and such have arrivED, so I’ll go ahead and serve them appropriateLY.

…There’s one person here who’s been completely silent and listless this entire tiME, I’m starting to get worriED.

Arashi: Ahh~, right… You mean me, don’t you?

Tsumugi: What’s wrong, Narukami-kun? It’s really strange to see you so exhausted, you know.

Did you have a bad day?

Arashi: Hmm~, I’m just tired, that’s all. It’s embarrassing to admit, but I’m not used to this—Even though it was all like a family gathering.

All I did was spend time with children the entire day in a normal fashion, yet it’s like I overworked muscles that I don’t typically use. My entire body feels exhausted.

I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to get used to it at this rate.

Madara: Hahaha, it sounds like you grew up in a rather loveless family, huuuh!

Tsumugi: Is that so? I’m so sorry to hear…

Arashi: I don’t have the energy to retort to that… But, I shouldn’t let something like this get me down.

Just for the record, it’s not that I had a bad day. It was actually quite happy!

I might’ve been a little wary of them at first after getting hit with a heavy emotional blow right at the start, but surprisingly, they were just normal kids once I got talking to everyone.

Tsumugi: That’s what I had figured, too. Only a few of the kids are actually dangerous. Past that… They’re all relatively normal, aren’t they? Especially the younger ones.

Like ordinary toddlers, still without a mind of their own.

Arashi: Yep. And of course, along with the innocence of children comes embarrassing questions about things that I’d rather not be asked about outright.

Things like, “Why do you talk like a girl if you’re a boy?”

Tsumugi: I’ve always wondered too, you know~. It doesn’t quite fit in with Knights’ activity policy, does it?

Arashi: I can put up with it if it’s children asking me, but it’s uncomfortable to be asked that so directly by someone older than me, okay?

Tsumugi: Ah, I’m sorry. I still don’t know much about these things.

Natsume: —A person’s behavior is formed through the connections and relationships with others throughout their childhoOD.

Through confrontations with otheRS, etiquette and decency is learnED.

In that aspeCT, Senpai had nothiNG.

Tsumugi: It’s embarrassing…

Arashi: Ahaha, in a way, that makes Aoba-senpai the one most like the children living at Maizuru House here.

Natsume: How about you take this opportunity to learn about humanity alongside the children thEN, Senpai?

Tsumugi: You can get by in today’s society without humanity surprisingly well, actually! If anything, it becomes a hindrance!

Arashi: I don’t want to hear that…

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Secret festivals stem from a time when Shinto festivals were under strict religious control by the Ryukyu Kingdom among the Ryukyu Islands, and were forbidden. This resulted in some local religious festivals needing to be held in secret. Even after the ban was lifted, this custom of holding secret festivals remained. In modern times, these festivals tend to limit participation to islanders-only, and restrict things like photography, journalism, speaking about the festival, and so on. Not all of them have these restrictions however; videography is even allowed at some. There are many secret festivals, but the most well known one is the Harvest Festival in Aragusukujima, which celebrates Akamata and Kuromata. The idea of secret festivals have since permeated pop culture, and there are other instances across Japan as a result of other forms of religious suppression.

[toinfinitywinning]

confident about confidence & not confident that makes sense.

*real Quick. This (G)entry might make ur head spin. Could also Title : what you think no one knew. U tried it.

I wont ask for a raise of hands. Everyone deals with it. There’s no solution, no answer. Experience & being a dumbass——>Guidance and wisdom. There are many reasons I bring up confidence. One, it’s one of those words that’s not a word …it is a State of being. you just kind of don’t know where to place it b/c well, you’re not confident of where to land w/ it and even if you were you’d be like just leave it bc i don’t have time for this. to debate confidence v confidence? again Dog-ear the page or burn it bc im not even confident about THAT. Then once and only if it’s (the whole world of confidence) placed hyper-questioning kicks in: is that where it should be? Then… be and stay? Also am I losing it? I’m not confident about that but maybe. That’s always on the agenda you never agreed to and I AM confident about that i think.

If there is one constant in My Life it’s been My back n forth relationship with confidence. I have this thought daily, truly. I’ll say to myself ok yea I’m cute…

[insert any other compliment you give yourself or even receive by others only b/c you’re actually insecure— and just like the fact you’re still sick from being healthy (Me) it doesn’t make sense so bc it doesn’t make sense just I guess get over it and carry on]

…but R u cute enough to actually be happy and okay about that or do you want to change something? Take another chiseled mirror picture flexing? And u never went to a trainer? Feel better now? But I only got 3 likes. So idk.

Er No i think I’ve figured it out. Just dont eat. Exercise 2-4 hrs a day. Weights. 100 Push-up’s. 100 Calf raises. Repeat. Twice a Day if ya can. Anything to find confidence in the material. Find Pride. Only Pride you’re good at tho is the lgbtq spectrum and recently are glad it’s a spectrum since u have no idea where you fall into it anymore bc you’re not confident and it’s completely irrelevant b/c I can live between the letters+ the rest of my Life— that’s fine. Any of which could be foreshadowing of any category of Illness to come. But yea Now that you’re sick…you gotta trash your other Pride AGAIN b/c you can’t do anything without help.

10, 9, 8…my Tourette’s R throttled.

Then lately, aka the past 2 years—I can make the cute comment, i like my sun freckles and My eyes. My baby hairs when i wear a hat backwards. My smile. Just dont smile where you look fat or have a dbl chin bc you worked too hard to get all that weight off and how would that look if you just got fat again? Pitiful and weak and a fraud. Going back on your word b/c anything I declare Online is binding. So just Show some of your body in pics but not all so people dont think youre trying NOT to be totally honest with internet fame but so you still look confident. but as for doing anything about it…physically can’t now b/c trying to get better is not a good idea bc of POTS and Pppunishment for trying to be in shape but oh when u tried to be in shape never was not-not punishment. Then what…back to no confidence. Felt like My Face is cute but _______ oh, ill still think that later. Confident about that. Forget about iiit. Post it.

Then all the sudden youre not just fighting with yourself. there’s the whole social Media thing also including the “felt cute, might _____ later.” What R we doing later (?!) LOL. We say Shit that doesn’t make sense at all. (English still deemed the hardest language to learn b/c we have three versions of the same thing). Who decided why ppl need to know what we’re doing later if we are cute? LOL, Well then, I’m typically the later. I think. B/c if I even did feel cute I didn’t have enough confidence to say it, yea? Even if I was?

TRAP

This goes back to My eating Disorder(s)—which, is technically a fantastic eerily precluding example of the back and forth weight and confidence issues I’ve always had on and off. Ok so weight, up and down. Confidence obviously plays along. Self worth in that scale- turn the lights off. Can’t see your bones anymore, I’m doing something wrong. I’m healthier but I also have Long COVID-19? I lost all this weight and im fainting? Oh and science does back up that the reason u were so susceptible to getting sick is bc you got healthy! Your body was so assaulted it kicked into overdrive to help you but did a 180 gainer instead of the whole 360. So u Quit smoking. stopped drinking, et. Working on an eating disorder mixed of anorexia and exercise bulimia bc you used to be morbidly obese and lost 150 lbs and dammit you’re gonna let ppl know it for confidence’s sake. Do. Not. Waiver. Social Media is holding us all hostage and accountable.

That’s weak, Gentry. B/c if it’s on the Internet it’s REAL and it’s permanent. Keep it up. Don’t think about it too much.

Back to my body being so healthy it gets sick. The most laughable backwards bull shiggity I’ve ever been a part of. My Pleasure. Again, body got So healthy in fact, the health takes form and wants to protect you so badly that it turns turbo, fast, furious and wants to heal you SO fast and so well, well, it’s bad. And, AND, you cant do anything about that trust me your body is confident in that. Oh and also wait even tho u did follow all the covid safety rules half of America made fun of that is also irrelevant. Why? I’m confident the answer is bc What why? LOL. This gets Good, gets better. Need 2 years to explain. So book it in advance.

Speed ‘round to tie all the above mess? not confident I can do that with this entry. Can’t speed through any of this type Schitt in a few words. Forget a proofread.

Engine sputters. Then stops even sputtering. And pls stop using that word.

Pretty confident I can’t go anywhere now!

See now? Ofc you don’t.

Truly it was the beginning of the End. I’m confident about that. I do thank God for that tho. Not that this needed to happen but something needed to distract Me from myself and its prison only I could have built. Go ahead and add that pressure to your Tab too.

Me thinks i do. I sound Manic. And steroids influenced.

PS: if you take anything from this—these strategies of extremes to get extremes don’t work. They’re temporary. It’s more your mind than your body. They’re not going to make you happy everlasting.even Snow White got F’d temporarily and she was not even cute. There’s a shallowness to the extremes intoxication but unless like an Addiction you’re ready to Face and admit it honestly healing cannot Begin. TIME is on your side and most of the time you’d prefer it the other Way then the other Way. So This “advice”— or call it what you want— doesn’t just apply to confidence and the extremes we Will take so you CAN be all about you you you. Where is the line btw confidence Health and cockiness and a titch narcissism? The obsession—It Will leave you empty.

I just read the above and thank goodness I didn’t handwrite it b/c then you’d really have no chance of deciphering any part of it! Even so you may have to learn the hard Way like most of us. Something I’ll never understand but can look at somebody and know they’ve been there too.

Just do you. Don’t try so hard. You’ll be so tired. But just be present. That’s gonna bring joy. Not a scale. Not a selfie. What do YOU want. Trust my confidence on this at least. Ya can’t beat it. Truly is what is at your Core. What do people think first? I’m still unsure I want to know that anyway! Being yourself is terrifying. WHYYY?!

I need a scribe.

Don’t ask Me ;)

Be blessed.

Xx, g3

[paleparearchive]

That Guy I'm Curious About

Bazille's 1st initial 3★ story (1/2) ( 1 - 2 )

Location: museum entrance (morning) ; dormitory hallway (morning) | Characters: Bazille, Rembrandt, Munch, Giotto

Munch: Hey hey, Rembraaa!~ My friend said they like your picture!

Rembrandt: Thank youuu~ What did your friend like about my painting?

Bazille: (Hm? These voices… It's Munch and Rembrandt. Sounds like they're having a lot of fun.)

Munch: Huh? Which friend? A friend of yours? Where is it??

Rembrandt: My friend... well, he's right in front of me! You're my friend too, Munch-kun♪

Munch: Hehehe, thaaanks!~ Then I'll introduce you to my friend as well. They're a very kind and nice kid, I'm sure Rembraa will get along well with them!

Bazille: …

Munch: Ah, I just got some candies from Kurodaa! Do you want to eat them too, Rembraa?

Rembrandt: That's the new chocolate, isn't it? Can I have one? I've been curious about iiit~

Munch: Hey, Rembraa! Isn't it better to introduce to my friend than to get sweets?

Rembrandt: Hahaha, sorryyyy~ Your friend is a kind kid, aren't they? I'm curious to see what they look likeee~

Bazille: (Rembrandt doesn't seem to mind, but his story has taken two or three different turns since a few minutes ago. … I'm definitely worried.)

Hey, Munch.

Munch: Ah, Bazibazi! What's up?

… Pfft, hahaha!

Bazille: W-Why did you suddenly start laughing?

Munch: Because my friends are saying… Hahaha! C'mon, Bazibazi will get mad at you if you do that, you know?

Bazille: What are those friends of yours doing to me?

Munch: Uh? They're not doing anything. If it's about my friends, they're always next to me.

Hahaha, Bazibazi is weird! You think so too, don't you?

Bazille: … Rembrandt-san. Do you understand what Munch is saying?

Rembrandt: Hmmm, somehow? If Munch-kun is having fun, that's all that matteeers~

Bazille: (... I asked the wrong person. Rembrandt-san is a natural airhead.)

Munch, do you realize your story has taken two or three different turns since a while ago?

Munch: Two or three different turns…?

Bazille: One minute you're talking about your friends, the next you're saying you don't have any.

Munch: My friends are here! They're always with me♪ Do you want to play with my friends too, Bazibazi? Let's all play hide and seek!

Bazille: No, I'm saying…

Munch: Oh right! I have to paint a picture. Bye bye, Bazibazi, Rembraa!

Bazille: Hold on, Munch…

(... In the end, we couldn't talk, could we?)

—

Bazille: (I've asked other people besides Rembrandt-san… Only El Greco believes in Munch's friends.)

… In cases like this, I can't just dismiss Munch's story outright. I guess I'd better understand what that guy is trying to say…

(In the first place, I don't know how to have a conversation with him. It's tricky because Munch has no ill will…)

Giotto: Hey hey, Bazille. What's wrong with ya, lookin' so serious?

Bazille: Giotto-san… No, I was just thinking a little.

Giotto: Didn't seem just a lil' to me. If you're fine with me, wanna talk 'bout it?

Bazille: No way, I can't afford to bother you like that, Giotto-san…

Giotto: How could I be bothered? Everyone at the Palette Museum's like family to me. If you're in trouble, it's only natural to lend a hand. 'Course, if ya don't feel comfortable talkin', I won't force ya. But if not, I'm here to help!

Bazille: (Giotto-san is saying so… But anyway, I won't get anywhere if I worry about it alone, will I?)

Then, could you please give me some advice?

Giotto: Yeah, leave it to me!

[chthonicgodling]

~*Seph's Daughters*~

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cranking out Melinoe content as the one person who knew abt her before Had2 comes out - JOAKS,, anyway fr do you too forget all the time that Maci and Meli are half sisters bc OOPS!! though of course Meli's since been adopted by Euriales so -

weeelll for the uninformed, since i dont talk about Meli much here (anymore ah), lets delve into a very long recap<333 for you new people but also for you old people for funsiess – ahem! underr the cut! This is a massive lore dump!!!

FIRST: Melinoe! version: BLANK.  the backstory – 2,000 years ago, she was born the daughter of persephone and ZEUS, who saw an awful "opportunity" when the Underworld royal family was in turmoil immediately following the thanatos debacle and seized it :(( Melinoe was born with two physical souls inside of her, one of them the embodiment of all good and the other the incarnation of all evil, prophesied by Fate to lean one way or the other but ONLY one at a time depending on how she was treated

Her “family”… fuckin ignored this and proceeded to neglect and ignore her for eight solid years – mostly Hades but YES also Maci who 1) is not always the best person im sorry you had to find out this way fjfhfhg but also 2) was heavily influenced by Hades who was manipulating the fuck out of her too so idk I guess she cant fully be blamed??? She certainly should be tho cmonn. The Blank Early Melinoe, while the dual souls inside of her each waited to seize control of her vessel, did not speak (actually fun gross fact whenever she’s Blank shes got no physical tongue fhfhg), or sleep or really do anything, just quietly haunted the palace. Her aura was split down the middle black and white! and then!

SECOND: iiits OrigiMel! version: EVIL. “origiMel” is not a real name first of all its just Melinoe but she is considered the ORIGINALL incarnation of Melinoe hence the OoC nickname to differentiate, by age 8 the evil side of her had had enough and wrested control of the physical vessel and assumed her role as Goddess of Ghosts, Most Evil Creature In the Universe and thus began a reign of terror that would continue for two fuckin millenia. Her aura turning black. She murdered lots and lots of mortals and has done SO many awful things! Shed also hypnotize their ghosts of mortals she killed to serve her as endless slaves and playthings forever. Bc she reached her full powers so goddamn early thanks to Hades and Seph an Maci treating her like shit, Melinoe is forever 8 years old (out of universe this is. Because when I created her 15 years ago I was fucking obsessed with the ring that’s literally it. Self callout ig whatever lmfao) but was theeee most physically powerful being in the entire underworld.

Eventually due to her persistent hatred for Maci and family she focused all of her evil energies on the mortal Maci was DATING 2,000 years later – this of course was Tory – and she terrorized HIM specifically in some really really awful ways, before they got together, AFTER they got together – shes actually a huge part of Maci and Tory's story as their main villain forget about fuckin Thanatos,,, well this all culminated in the absolute last straw when she murdered Tory’s mother :((( in,, front of him,,, , eventually the Elysium gang figured out that by erasing her memories, they could reset her Blank again and give the good half of her a chance to take over, so after she was captured following that murder, Epi and Maci and Tory and Lethe forcibly erased OrigiMel's memory which turned her Blank indeed and then-

THIRD: finally, Meli! version: GOOD. That’s exactly what happened! When OrigiMel’s memory was erased, she was taken in by Epi and Eury (before they had other children, she was their first ,,) who adopted her as their own and cared for her lovingly, eventually the good half of her seized control. This is the Meli of today! She is sweet and kind and compassionate, still eternally eight years old, she has a family who she loves and so many siblings (including Ty and Bel who are her BABY BROTHERS no matter how old they get!), she loves to draw and hang out with her best friends whomst are all ghost children fggkgkh.,, The first thing she did as new Meli was cut her hair.

Meli’s aura glows white – WITH PATCHES OUT OF IT, becauuuse well oh god it’s a very long story but years later the evil half of her briefly escaped and umm killed Epi and eury’s first bio baby Melanie, before she was immortal in utero, tearing her soul to shreds as goddess of ghosts and uh. Aahh. Meli found all the pieces and glued them back together using parts of her own aura :’))) Melanie’s soul was reincarnated into Ty and Bel hence why they’re one split into two!!! Anyway as for Maci and Meli – i guess tbh they never really formed any sort of formal sisterly relationship since Seph's so disowned her and Meli is so completely Epi and Eury’s daughter, but Maci does love her and uh. Is super embarrassed and regretful of allowing all that to happen so. Happily ever after now!

Aaaaand that’s it weeooo. Anyway enjoy these three pictures rffjghjgjhkgggjkfgj i didnt need to write all that if you made it to the end. hi. thanks.

[theevilthatismokke]

/chapter 99 spoilers/

So, considering the consistent hunger/eating = desire theme jshk has, I’m gonna assume Mistuba’s hunger (for hearts, specifically!!) is a metaphor for his (self-perceived and, to an extent, true) loveless existence and yearning for love and friendship.

So he eats and eats and eats but is never satisfied, and it just can’t keep him sustained, because there is no connection between him and the nameless, blurbs of kaii (and whatever other creatures he’s eaten).

That he’s also been holding back from eating Kou so far, the one he feels an inexplicable pull towards, also indicates this.

Now that he knows he means something to Kou, I wonder how his hunger will fare.

That Tsukasa not only helped keep Mitsuba alive, but tried to help him with his confusing emotions is kinda sweet, in weird way (but what isn’t in this manga?)

Kou really is such a brute, lol. But I guess it was endearing to see him being so violent and forceful out of despair (he doesn’t wanna lose Mitsuba again) only to bawl like a baby afterwards (“jus’ eaaaaat iiit buaaah”).

he’s still the least charming characterlol

Who knows what’ll happen next. Will Kou start hunting down kaii for Mitsuba to eat? Will they go to Tsukasa for help? Will Kou start on his quest to become a supernatural (after he’d just excitedly sworn to become a better, stronger exorcist who’d kill Hanako if necessary lol) ?

On a side note, we’re almost at chapter 100!! What a milestone!!

who wants to bet the clock keepers are gonna appear at the end of chapter 100?

[yacinthemorning]

Mother Hen

Chapter 2 of 6

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Summary: 5 times Jimmy was almost the mom friend, if not for his other quirks.

Ships: Jimmy & Mumbo (Friendship), Southlanders (Friendship)

Warnings: None

“Wh- Again!?”

 “I’m sorry, mate. Guess I need another one.”

Jimmy stared down Mumbo with utter disappointment. His shoulders slumped and let out what was probably supposed to be a sigh but came out as a trill of acceptance. Mumbo tried not to laugh. Grian was rarely right about anything, but Jimmy certainly was quite fun to tease.

Part of him felt worried. Perhaps he was being too familiar? But Jimmy was Grian’s little brother, and Impulse seemed happy to tease him as well despite knowing Jimmy only a bit better than Mumbo. And, while he wasn’t the most observant individual when it came to others, Jimmy always seemed to laugh along when Grian told tales of his mishaps in the previous game. 

Roosting together also seemed to make it impossible for the pair to fully turn off their bird brains as they normally would, making for a hilarious cacophony of squawks and posturing at any little thing. It made reading them quite easy.

Besides all that, the faces he pulled were absolutely priceless.

Grian could never find out he was right.

So lost in his own woes, Mumbo paid little attention to Jimmy shuffling through his inventory until he spoke up. “Alright, fine. Fine. I’ll give you another spyglass.” He caved without a fight. Despite his harsh tone his feathers were still fluffed up the way they had been when he found Jimmy nesting in his tower. “But this is the last time, Mumbo. You need to take care of it!”

“I promise.”

-

“… Mumbo?”

“I’m sorry.”

Jimmy took a deep breath, holding his hands over his nose like he was praying to the void. “Nooo.”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

“Mumbo, please!” The avian practically deflated, collapsing to the ground and throwing himself over the Jahar. 

Mumbo could only shrug. “It was a gesture of good will!”

A sad little warble echoed from the heap of feathers. They shuffled around until eventually a hand poked out between them, holding out a spyglass. “I swear, Mumbo, you better take care of this one.” Jimmy threatened. He gave Mumbo that look, the same look Grian sometimes gave which Mumbo could only assume avians thought was intimidating but was at best a slightly open mouth pout. Or maybe it was just those two.

Mumbo saluted as he took the precious item. “With my Lahaife.”

“Aha! I heard thahat!” Martyn suddenly burst forth from the gate, pointing his own spyglass accusingly towards the pair. “Pay up!”

“What?” Mumbo jumped. Jimmy let out a noise of his own. “But I thahaught we got a freeby each week!”

Martyn shook his head. “Nope, that’s just me, mahay friend! You owe the jahar.” 

“Stop iiit.” Jimmy groaned, slumping down once more.

Mumbo opened his inventory, looking at what he had on him. Not much. Not much at all. Then, he looked to his hands. 

Jimmy’s wings suddenly tensed. His arms tightly folded over the lid of the Jahar, a glare forming. 

“Mumbo.”

“Jimmy.”

“Don’t you dare.”

“I’m sorry, Jimmy.”

“Mumbo!”

But Mumbo ignored him. Jimmy gave in with ease, letting the mustachioed man open up the lid. With a light toss the spyglass clattered to the bottom of the chest.

Jimmy sat there, mouth agape as if Mumbo had just slapped his mother across the face.

Then, he groaned, curling back into that feathery lump once more, only broken a few seconds later to hold out yet another spyglass. Mumbo muttered a thanks through his grin while Martyn cackled in the background.

-

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Mumbo smiled sheepishly up at the birdy spying through his window. With a spyglass. There’s a twisted look on Jimmy’s face, caught in the middle between a smug smirk and misery. He knew. The spyglass he used was the only one between them.

Mumbo shrugged, the other southlanders around him already beginning to snicker. “Uh, yeah, hey Jim…” He started.

Jimmy said nothing, not even a sigh or a groan. He simply stood up off the grassy bank, hopped down the step, pushed open the door, tossed the spyglass to the centre of the room, and walked back out. 

“Jimmy?” Not even Mumbo could repress his laughter anymore.

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“Thank you, Jimmy.”

Only the top of Jimmy’s wings were visible through the window at this point, but Mumbo could see the feathers slowly fluff out. Just a bit. There was a strangled little whine, “That’s my last one, Mumbo. I don’t have any more crystals, so you better take care of that one. I’m serious this time!”

“Roger that.” Mumbo saluted the window.

-

Jimmy was at his wits end.

Hours and hours – maybe even days? – of just digging and digging. Hours spent all alone deep underground, first in tunnels, then in mines. Hours being coated in dust and mud. He used up several iron pickaxes at this point. And what did he have to show for his efforts? A couple handfuls of copper and a measly four diamonds.

And not a singular crystal.

He was starting to think there was only one on the entire server, and who knew where that was now? Certainly not him, that was for sure. Or maybe Scott or Lizzie had scooped them all up. Definitely one of the builders.

He slumped against a wall, not paying mind to the way the stone scratched into his wings. They were a mess, anyways, from all the scuffles and sneaking. Thankfully Grian was too busy to take note and scold him again. Not that he had a right to scold Jimmy. Mostly from work he gave himself, his own wings not as bright as usual. Really, they were in the same boat. There wasn’t much reason for him to be all the way down here for this long except to try and get those stupid crystals.

But Mumbo would surely lose his spyglass again, probably already had. He pulled nervously at a loose feather, rolling the ruined thing between his fingers in lieu of actually preening. He could picture it too clearly. Poor Mumbo sitting there awkwardly while everyone else played. With a new spark of energy, Jimmy tried to give it one last go while he searched for the way out.

It was no use, though. There really were no more geodes. Head hung low, he dragged himself back to the Southlands. Maybe he could get Impulse to help him sneak into the fairy fort and search…?

“Jimmy!”

He looked up at the gate, smiling at the sight of the rest of the Southlanders. They were gathered together, discussing the successes of the missions Grian had sent them all on that morning. Martyn was teasing the other avian by shoving his spyglass right in Grian’s face. Jimmy couldn’t help but join in the laughter as Grian started making various duck faces like he was posing for a camera.

One person who notedly did not join in, though, was Mumbo.

A bad feeling ran through Jimmy’s spine. He clutched at his spyglass for what he assumed would be the last time, already preparing himself for the worst-case scenario.

He put on a too-happy expression and joined in. “Hello, boys.”

“Tim!” Grian chirped, arms out in excitement. “How did your mission go?”

“Not great without Impulse’s help.” He admitted, then turned to Mumbo. “I’m sorry Mumbo, I couldn’t find any more crystals. I can’t make you any more replacements for a while.”

“Oh, uh, about that…” The mustachioed man rubbed the back of his head.

“Nooo.” Jimmy bemoaned, mentally preparing himself to hand over the one clutched in his hands. “No, you didn’t…”

But then Mumbo reached into his inventory, and with a huge grin held out something that shone bright purple in the sunlight. Jimmy gaped for a moment, long enough for Mumbo to get nervous and pull back. “Scar had them. We managed to swindle almost half a stack from him. So, uh, here.”

“Oh, good. That bit can continue.” Grian teased, nudging Jimmy in the side. 

He paid his brother no mind, unable to restrain the enormous grin on his face as he took the pile of crystals. “Oh my gosh, Mumbo, thank you!” Jimmy said with an excited hop. He gave the (quite frankly freakishly) tall man a big hug. Grian warbled in amusement behind him, a noise he thoughtless mimicked. 

Mumbo patted his shoulder. “Hey don’t thank me, you’re the one who makes all the spyglasses. And, uh, I do actually need a new one.”

“Well, Jimmy,” Martyn suddenly piped up, pointing his spyglass at the two. “Sounds like you have some wahark to do.”

“Get out.” Jimmy immediately pulled away from Mumbo and pointed to the gate. “That one was so forced. Don’t even put anything in the Jahar. Leave and think about what you’ve done.”

But the group instead devolved into a fit of giggles. Jimmy only separates to go place a crafting table and begin hammering Mumbo’s future spyglasses into shape. Despite the tedious work, he couldn’t stop the happy chirp at the finished product, and again when presenting it to Mumbo.