#im considering these characters ... i like them

[uvtale]

Which main characters have we not seen yet, and will we see them or are they dead (or irrelevant)?

Also, can you show us a snapshot of Sans and Alphys' friendship? Their friendship is really cool and I love that the fandom is talking more about it!

there are a couple of characters that due to my inhability to figure out how to fit them in, i decided to either remove from the story entirely or kill off early! there are a couple other that due to plot reasons are not relevant until later on, which is why i don't mention them.

I will reveal some of the unused/dead characters as to not cause disappointment to those interested in the au:

(disclaimer that most of these are from the undertale yellow cast!)

dalv - gets killed off screen, i will reveal more about this later!

the feisty four (as a group) - not dead or unused, but pretty irrelevant to the plot as the story will focus more on the ut cast + clover (this is promt to change)

el bailador - I don't know how to add him onto the story

guardener - im sorry to all the guardener fans out there, but because of the way i plan on going about the steamworks i doubt i'll get to add her in

other characters I haven't mentioned here are either gonna be background characters for the story or part of the main cast!

some side characters that will be part of the story for sure:

red - she is martlet's guard partner! safekeeps the house while she's away, knows a lot of underground gossip due to her origins

axis - although their appearance will be short, it will make an impact for a good chunk of the plot!

undyne - I don't consider her part of the main cast in the au because i've been mainly focusing on alphys and the snowding crew, but she will probably be around through bits of the comic (specially in what would be the waterfall section!)

mtt - I imagine him being less of a tv star and more of a...circus..ringmaster..theater..guy?? if that makes any sense, which is why i also have to re-work his design heavily! (i want all of the ghost cousins to share that theme specifically :3)

as for science people, I can tell you a few things

they are in universe childhood friends, with sans and alphys specifically being tutored under Gaster to become scientists. they distanced themselves a little after Gaster disappeared, with sans becoming extremely paranoid over people

atfer...the incident... alphys decided to stay in the skeleton's house to help him while he recovered from the fog corruption alongside chara, deciding to live there for an indefinite amount of time while also doing research in human souls, eventually coming up with the idea of the shelter

i'd say they're both like older siblings to chara, they try being there for eachother in the hard times. never leaving the other's side

[pink-sheep-obey-me]

True suffering is realizing that my friend never finished the svsss extras and never got to Shen Jiu's chapter so she doesn't know all his lore and based majority of it off of what she knew of from the previous novels and spoilers and now I CANT EVEN ARGUE PEOPERLY BC IF I NEVER FINISHED THE EXTRAS I WOULDNT LIKE HIM EITHER! IM NOT EVEN SURE IF I LIKE HIM NOW! His character is so complex, complicated, and sad. She thought he was a predator. SHEN JIU???? A PREDATOR???? NEVER IN MY LIFE!!!!! The man who's afraid of men. The greatest misandrist of them all. The most misunderstood, convoluted, horrible yet endearing at the same time, went through a shit ton of trauma but continued the trauma cycle instead of breaking out, my dear Shen Jiu, they could never make me form a proper opinion on you 🙃.

(She made me think I was tripping for a second when I said he was the greatest women defender of all time, bc she responded incredulous and asked if maybe I was confusing his character with fanfiction-)

(Shes gonna read this and think I'm being over dramatic

This was my argument:

"Wait I still wanna clear things up about Shen Jiu even if you hate him

1- He never liked children, like EVER, he just hated everyone but women

2-he had a LOT of respect for women, especially those that worked within the brothel since he knew how hard it could be, he goes there to be comforted by his Shijie's since its the one place he feels safe and he uses it to gather info

3- he never killed Liu Qingge everyone just assumed he did and he didn't fight back since he thought there was no way they would belive him

4- he has major league trust issues, he never tries to stop any of the rumors about him since he thinks no one would listen to him bc the one person he trusted (yqy) left him

5-Yqy never got the chance to tell him why he didn't come back so Shen Jiu just assumes he abandoned him

6-him and Yqy were confirmed soulmates that could never get together 😑

7- He hated Luo Binghe because he has everything he didn't, a mother, a good foundation, potential and all that, what really did it is Qiu Jiunluo's nickname, A-Luo. What did Ning Yingying call Binghe? A-Luo. Keep in mind Qiu Jiuluo was Shen Jiu's sexual and physical abuser, so Shen Jiu got MAJOR ptsd, which does not excuse his actions mind you but it makes him more like reasonable??? Yk what I mean"

"Bc he DID continue the cycle of abuse but when you know what he went through its easier to sympathize, the thing about him is HE doesn't consider it abuse, since the worst part of abuse for him was the sexual part, so he feels like he's not truely punishing Binghe as long as he doesn't do that"

Ignore how incoherent it is. Some of it was said in the heat of the moment so don't be surprised by typos or anything. This is not important but it matters to me... a LOT. Also I do apologize if some information is false, as I said some things were said in the heat of the moments and I can get confused between fiction and different versions of that piece of fiction, especially when I'm in an argument and I'm typing in rapid fire bursts 🙏🏻.

[devilstigeress]

im not gonna lie y’all are ruining the spirit of sinners.

i feel like i need to watch the movie again to comfortably respond to/comment under people’s posts, but this is just how i feel about it right now.

like i don’t get the mary hate… like genuinely, y’all don’t like her cause she’s white? Annie knew her to be family, why can’t y’all?

i could see why if she had no connection with the twins other than messing with stack one time, but she literally grew up with them presumably in the same household and fell in love with stack. that girl loved him and it was clear to me that he loved her back but understood that he couldn’t be with her, and in turn gave her a rich white husband, something he felt she was deserving of and it would be socially accepted.

of course she was angry about their absence at her mothers funeral but she was still very much loyal to the twins when it came to finding out remmick and his people weren’t what they seemed, just unfortunately met her fate before she could warn them.

another way i could see why is that she kept wanting to ignore the fact that stack was right about him being in danger if he were to be with her publicly. but then again she loved that man! literally romeo and juliet type shit-forbidden love. and in that time period that was a real first world problem and black people were lynched for much less. i think the fact that she had the tiniest percent of black in her and was white passing made her think less of it or just not as pressing.

Remmick is a whole other thing.

Yes, Remmick was the villain. But i think a better term for him would be demon. He was the most obvious demon. Being able to see the demons of others was remmick’s superpower and it’s how he justified turning everyone, like when he brought up mary’s momma passing and needing saving from her sadness or whatever the fuck he said, and bringing up Lisa to Grace since she couldn’t get to her daughter without leaving.

Stacks demon was that he always needed Smoke to protect him, and in turn Smoke’s was his inability to always protect his brother or the burden of having to protect him all the time, while also having to cope with the fact he wasn’t able to protect his daughter from her fate, mind you, Annie’s the only character that seems to notice this and knows that smoke needs protection too, and does it (the pouch she made for him).

Sammie’s demon is being the preachers son and not being accepted by his father because of his love for music, the one thing he has for himself.

Remmick’s demon was the fact that he was all alone. He wanted Sammie so he could go home to his people,i think his thoughts were if sammie’s music could bring him there, can’t it take him to where he wants to go?

Again i’m not defending Remmick but i think y’all are just seeing him as white and anti-black for trying to use sammie to gain what he desired. Mind you, weren’t the twins doing the same thing? Doing whatever and hurting whoever to maintain their ‘image’ as powerhouses and people to not be messed with.

and finally Annie. I LOVE ANNIE.

but I understand why people say she gives auntie. i haven’t seen posts of people who feel that way and why they said what they said, but i have seen posts from people mad about it being said.

me saying i get it doesn’t mean i found her undesirable because she was a plus size, or boring. *i too am plus size and don’t view myself as unattractive or undeserving of love*

with the way my mind goes, i think her and smoke’s love story could be one of the best out there.

I think people are saying it because she wasn’t portrayed like Pearline and Mary, two MARRIED ladies stepping out of their marriage to be with men that weren’t their husbands. They were both wearing silk (considered to be luxury and for ‘finer’ things) one was playing hard to get, the other was fiery, but they both knew what they wanted and they both got it.

Basically what i’m saying is that Annie wasn’t loud and attention seeking, she knew what she had, and knew her surroundings well, she was literally the most sensible character in the movie period. she didn’t panic when she realized that they were surrounded by vampires and was very no-nonsense about keeping them safe and making sure no one fell into the trap, and especially when it came to asking Smoke to kill her immediately if she was bitten.

doesn’t her presence and maturity give ‘mother’ to y’all? i don’t think that it’s a bad thing at all. the lady literally held smoke’s dominant self in her chest, his face was tucked into her boobs. to me it was like he’s an alpha to everyone else but around Annie he is comfortable and secure enough to be vulnerable. and then he gave her some dick right after so like what tf is we mad for??

[shoophise]

Hi, I just wanted to share this fic I wrote based on your HyperDark AU. I hope I got the characters right. And sorry I’m on anon, I’m not very confident about it, but your AU lives in my head rent free and I really had to write about it. I hope that's okay.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64979197?view_adult=true

THIS WAS THE BEST THING TO WAKE UP TO. OH MY GOD ANOTHER FIC i srsly dont deserve all this talent bc this is unreal. I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT.

Please everyone go read it YOU WILL LOVE IT AS MUCH AS I DO ITS SO GOOD, PLEASE

spoilers for the fanfic bellow tho

where can I even start, Sonic thought's are so good? the fact that he's ashamed of who he is now, and runs away from everything that used to make him happy, man y'all really like seeing my boy suffer as much as I do LOL

I like how you make him a bit more aggresive in this, how rude he is to Shadow's nonsense, it really adds to him being in a bad mood most of the time. When he brought up Maria's death I gasped honestly IN A GOOD WAY, how he pities Shadow for being like this but also hates him for being the reason they are like that in the first place.

And of course how he depends of him now.

When Sonic acknowledges he is now the serious grumpy one and Shadow is happy ughhh the parallels I wanted everyone to notice its working, im so happy man

I SCREAMED WITH THE KISS, I NEVER IMAGINED THEM KISSING BEFORE BUT NOW IM CONSIDERING? like Hyper Shadow being happy with the kisses, holding Sonic close and brushing his quills happily, i absolutely loved that part, i think im gonna add it to my art ideas bc i cant stop thinking about it now >:0

The fact you made a reference to the birdies piece made me so happy, I was like, oh, I UNDERSTAND THE REFERENCE. You are so talented <3

YOU DONT NEED TO BE ASHAMED BC I LOVED IT SO MUCH UGH ITS SO GOOD I'D LOVE TO SEE MORE OF UR WORK. You got it right and its perfect I love it !! THANK YOU SO MUCH :( IM REALLY HAPPY

[australet789]

The idea of Temperance and Butcher being exes was because of the picture that was seen being burned and it seems Temperance was holding baby Mel? So maybe Butcher asked him to made her look more zombie like as a favour (yes, i know she was born from that old Angel vulture thingy, btw)

Also Butcher being a fallen virtue was mostly because of the flashback of him being in Purgatory when nobody else seems to know that. Like everyone in Hell seem to be only Rottlings no more trace of humanity in them. We need a bit more explanation i guess for that, considering the show it's very based on Dante's The Divine Comedy, and Purgatory it's a "in between punishment" until it's decided you followed throughout the time of it and you can go to Heaven. Butcher definitely had been on Heaven before.

Oh, when i said "Im on Heaven's side" i meant mostly that i want the prophecy to be fulfilled. Even if it sounds horrible of Angels weaping the whole population of Hell, but I don't feel sorry for them? So far none of the characters are like redeemable, they don't have souls anymore, i guess. So I'm on Heaven's side of: yeah, reform Hell. Don't stop the prophecy.

ok, watched the pilot of Gaslight District

I didn't like Butcher initially but then he grew on me, specially at the end.

Mud is hilarious, 100% a fave, he definitely has a shaddy past and im here for it

I dont like Breadhead. Or at least what we have seen so far. Idk, i wanted more than the usual drug "jokes", specially since Muddy is there for that. Breadhead showing to be wiser would have made me like the character or care for him, i actually was wondering if he was going to die by the end of it all.

Mel is interesting. Not a fave, yet. I do want to see want happens when the prophecy drives her apart more from her dad.

Speaking of, Temperance and Butcher fucked 100% to make Mel, that or Butcher was a Virtue before falling

That robot has not right on being that hot

[zodiac-monkey]

[keferon]

Two Peas in a Pod: part 4/?

Hopefully the dialog isn't confusing.

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"Still dizzy?" 

"Not really," Jazz answered with a comfortable smile, though stole a quick glance over to the gate. The first since Blaster had arrived for the morning routine. The other mer wasn't awake yet last he saw, but he was shifting more. The medication had obviously long worn off by now, but Jazz still hoped they weren't in too much pain. 

But Blaster noticed and it prompted him to pause his checks to ask, "did he wake up last night?" 

"Kinda? He could have been talking in his sleep though." 

"Hm, there's a good chance he'll be up soon, then." 

Jazz's expression of his usual cheerfulness shifted, just slightly and if it had been anyone other than Blaster, they would have missed it. He flipped the clipboard over in his lap and rested his elbows against his crossed legs. 

"You're nervous," Blaster pointed out gently and gave Jazz an encouraging smile. "Is this about their injuries, or is this about making a friend?" 

The mer's face soured and he looked away. "I thought I wasn't supposed to ask." 

"That was about the gate, and I'm sorry about that." It was just the two of them on the pier, but Blaster still practised a surveying sweep of the area with what looked like stretching. Then with a lower voice, he continued, "The Vet Chief wanted to fully isolate them from you, to keep them in a transfer-crate, at least until the injuries had a low risk of reopening. I argued that it would put them under a lot of undue stress, and you because you knew the Mer was here. Which is part of why it took so long for–" 

"–and it's fine to say this now?" Jazz snapped and turned back to him with a small scowl. 

"Jazz, how many staff members were in your area yesterday? When we talked about the gate?" 

He paused, trying to recall. Blaster was with him and the group that went into the bay had five… seven? 

"There was thirteen, Jazz," he supplied, knowing that any answer coming would be incorrect. It was a lot of people, and with Blaster already known for making waves on the regular, the sudden addition had eyes and ears on him. That, and because he had fought so hard against the 'great idea' brought up in the first meeting after emergency treatment had ended. "You didn't even clock the vet on standby at the pier entrance." 

Jazz huffed and laid out flat, resting his chin on his crossed arms. Okay, so he wasn’t paying attention to who was around. "Then what is it about the gate? I get the bit about climbing the walls, but…" 

"That one is on me, I was – am – being overly cautious. Not of you, but of others misunderstanding your excitement or anxiety as aggression. And I know how persistent you can be when something catches your interest. But that's not the point, what is, is that if the team reports you showing signs of aggression, they'll… remove him." 

Now looking worried, Jazz glanced from Blaster to the gate. "But what if he shows aggression?" 

"We're expecting that, at least at first." Blaster wanted to reassure him, but there were still too many unknown variables. "Unknown place with an unfamiliar face, and likely limited communication. There is bound to be backlash." 

Jazz looked down with an expression of growing despair, before dropping his face against his arms. His words muffled, "so whether he stays or not depends on me being able to talk with him." 

Blaster reached out and placed his hand on the orca's shoulder. "Listen, buddy, this might be hard to hear. But let me explain, okay? … So far it looks like there are no issues and the current plan is to have him released once he recovers." As he feels Jazz tense, Blaster frowns in understanding and begins to rub his shoulder to comfort him. "There is only one reason that the aquarium wouldn't go through with it, and honestly, I don't want that to happen. It's all sorts of fucked up and would only make things worse– but I don't want you to distance yourself from him. I want you to try and befriend him." 

"… why," Jazz asked weakly, cursing him for telling him the truth – for reminding him of the truth – for breaking his small piece of hope of not being alone anymore. If he was going to be taken away, if he was just going to lose him no matter what, then it would hurt less if he just ignored him. 

All sorts of answers bounce around in Blaster's mind. From wishful thinking – because I want you to go with him. To long term goals – anything we could learn could help Mers everywhere. But he settled on as close to the truth as he could. "Because I'm trying to make sure that no matter what happens, it's the best result for both of you. But I can't do that if the two of you can't at least work together. So, I'm asking you to try." 

"Right," because he doesn't need to be kept here to survive… he just needs time to heal. Where I – "–right. Okay, I'll try… but where do I even start?" Jazz took a deep breath to compose himself before he lifted his head. 

"Well, why don't we see if sleepy-head is waking up? Maybe he'd like breakfast." Blaster offered, first with a reassuring smile, but then twisted it into something more mischievous. "And maybe you could find out if he's got a beautiful name, too." 

It took a second to realize what Blaster was getting at, and for the first time in his life Jazz felt bashful. "W-what are you talking about?" He hid it terribly. 

"He's beautiful~" he whispered dramatically, and Blaster learned that mers could in fact blush. 

— 

When Blaster left to get food for the wild mer, Jazz calmly made his way over to the view port. Only to be taken by surprise, he was looking directly at Jazz. Though, glaring, might be more accurate with how his face was pulled tight with focus and the sheer intensity of his stare. 

But otherwise, they were completely calm. Jazz wasn't sure if that was a good sign or bad. Yet, it didn't stop his nervous excitement from returning. He waved with one of his best smiles – one without teeth – and greeted him with a friendly, "hello!" 

What he got in return was a slightly more intense furrowing of their brow – irritation or confusion? 

"Oh! Sorry, habit." Jazz switched to mer. {Hi!} 

The tension didn't leave his face, but there was slight movement and, again, Jazz didn't know how to interpret that. But he did answer, {||၊|။||||•။၊|။|။|၊|။||၊၊၊|?} 

"Uh…" Yep, didn't understand any of that. 

Then the door opened on the edge behind them and Jazz for a moment thought that it would startle the wild mer. But they didn't even flinch. And while their eyes remained on him, Jazz was fairly sure now that they had been using their sonar to track the human's movement. 

"Are they still asleep?" Blaster asked, puzzled. 

"Nope, very much awake." He shifted lower to try and get more than the man's boots in his sight. 

"Ah…" He sounded uneasy and began to make small careful steps around the edge closer to Jazz while he spoke as calmly as possible. "Well, I'm going to keep talking, just so you don't think I'm trying to sneak up on you." 

When he reached the point where he was straight across from the wild mer, they lifted their head to turn their glare on the human. Blaster to his credit did not flinch, but he did freeze. "Whoa– that's – wow, t-that's quite the look." 

A series of slow clicks came from them, but their lips did not move. Jazz didn't think it was echo-speak, as it reminded him of his own searching clicks when he was trying to get a better picture. "Oh! I think he's trying to see what you have." 

The wild mer glanced to Jazz, becoming silent once more before looking back up at Blaster. 

"Fair enough, alright new buddy, I'm going to be real slow about it okay?" Back to narrating his actions calmly as he knelt down. Showing the long pole with a thin, blunt hook, "just an arm I don't mind losing if you decide that you don't like the breakfast I brought," and poured out the fish from the bucket. 

Still the wild mer glared, unblinking and watching every little movement. 

"Okay… I'm not sure what to make of this, so far everything has been nothing like previous encounters." 

"Ya, didn't you say he'd be freaking out?" 

"You got anything to calm or reassure our new buddy here that I ain't going to hurt him?" Blaster was doing his absolute best at trying to remain calm, but even his hands were starting to tremble under the pressure the wild mer was giving him. He wasn't even moving, just watching, but it felt like the human was being stalked. 

Honestly, Blaster was probably one bad move from being lunged at. Though, if that was the case, he had maybe one chance to get away. The hammock would throw him off on the first strike, the supports could probably take two or four hard thrashings before it snapped under the mer's strength. Injuries be damned, this mer was in peak physical condition. 

Jazz gave a small chirp to try and gain the other's attention, and failed, but continued with trying to talk. {It's okay, you're safe.} 

He was given a very tiny dip of his finial facing the gate – a tell that he had heard him? 

{You're safe,} Jazz repeated. 

The mer didn't look away, but he did at least respond. {•၊၊|•|၊|။။၊|။•|||။||||။၊|။•၊၊||၊|။||||။•၊|။•၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|။•} Though, far too fast for Jazz attempt to understand. 

"I'm hoping you two are talking about your favourite fish." Blaster joked to cover his nervousness. 

Jazz sighed and admitted the truth, "I haven't a clue to what they're talking about…" 

"Just let me know if I should run, kay?" He shifted slowly on his knees, trying to find a comfortable spot without making himself too vulnerable. 

But Jazz hadn't given up yet. {Hungry?} He tried instead. 

More chirps and clicking that didn't translate. 

{Hungry? Yes? No?} 

The heavy huff that came from them caused Blaster to flinch, but the mer finally focused on Jazz. There was clear irritation in their face now on top of glaring. And the damns broke, he started ranting at him loudly. 

"Hey, don't yell at me, I'm trying okay!?" Jazz glared back, not backing down. Though wasn't all that intimidating with him just having a little porthole to look through. 

"Jazz, buddy, please don't aggravate him." He, after all, was the one in the room with the wild mer. 

"He fuckn' started it!" 

Silence came quickly as the wild mer plunked his face into the soft floaty that had been his pillow. Blaster would have found it utterly hilarious if not fearing for his life currently. With another heavy and long huff, the wild mer looked back at Jazz, still glaring, but slightly less than before. {•|||။||||။၊|။•၊၊||၊|။? Yes? No?} 

Jazz blinked at him for a moment, depending on the question, no could be a yes. {No…?} He answered tentatively instead. 

{It's safe? Yes? No?} And he pointed his nose towards Blaster briefly, but clearly wasn't happy about it. 

{Yes!} Jazz nodded vigorously and smiled for extra encouragement. Out of all the staff, Blaster was safe, Jazz held some trust in the human after all. {[Blaster] safe.} 

"What about me?" 

"He asked if you're safe and I told him you were. Relax a bit or something to show him." 

Easier said than done. Blaster cursed, but did his best to ease the tension from his shoulders and smile a little. Even, daring to slowly lift a hand to wave. 

The mer did not seem convinced, but his glare lessened some more and looked over the human with more curiosity than before. 

{Hungry? Yes? No?} Jazz tried again. 

There was a long pause, but they sighed and answered. {… yes.} 

"Progress!" He cheered and then stuck his hand through the little window. "Blaster, hand me one of the fish. He's hungry, but I have a feeling that he'll trust you more if he sees me eat what you have." 

"Okay." He made sure that it was clear as possible what his intentions were. Taking a fish under the gills, Blaster looped the blunt hook in and out the mouth. Then, very slowly, began to feed the length of the pole towards Jazz's waiting hand. Once Jazz felt the tail touch his palm, he grabbed it and waited until Blaster twisted enough for the fish to slip free. Then the pole was just as slowly drawn back. 

The whole time the wild mer watching the exchange intensely. 

Jazz pulled the fish over to his side, chirped for the other's attention before he swallowed it whole. Smiling once more as he said, {safe.} 

Blaster had to admit, he was surprised when the mer shifted slightly in the hammock, and then cautiously held out his right hand. The glare never left, but this one felt like a threat, that if he messed this chance up, there would not be another. 

Though this was the first time Jazz had been able to see any of his injuries. The colourful tape-bandages almost covered every inch of his skin from his hand up to his bicep. It reminded him that just yesterday he had been mortally wounded. Which was probably a key reason the wild mer seemed so calm, they had only started to recover and every action was either painful or exhausting. Likely both.

Jazz watched closely as Blaster went through all the careful steps as he had with Jazz and held the fish out. The only difference, was that the human's grip was loose, just in case the wild mer decided to try and yank him into the water with it. But they didn't, doing exactly as they saw before, allowing Blaster to release the fish and retreat. The whole process was so slow that the wild mer's arm started to shake from being held out. 

But both Jazz and Blaster let out a breath of relief as there had been no backlash. 

He eyed the fish in his grip with a mild sneer before he swallowed it and then held out his shaky hand for another. It was clear that the pain was getting to him, but nothing in his expression showed weakness. 

The feeding got easier and quicker as Blaster relaxed a bit, not fearing that a normal pace would come off as threatening to the wild mer. 

When the shaking got bad enough, the mer rested his arm back in the hammock, but kept his eyes on the remaining fish. As if to convey he wasn't finished, just needed a break. Blaster was more than happy to comply and gave him a few praises, even if they didn't understand. 

"Hey," Jazz called gently, chirping for the other's attention. He waited until they looked his way, then pointed at himself. "Jazz," and then to the human, "Blaster," and back to himself once more, "Jazz," before pointing to the other mer with a questioning tilt of his head. He hoped it was clear what he was asking for. 

When the silence stretched on for a bit, the human also joined in. "Blaster," to himself and to his mer, "Jazz." 

There was a brief moment that Jazz could see that they were working over something, opening their mouth a few times before the sound of a sharp zip came out. "… 'tzz?" 

Jazz snorted, before breaking into a few chuckles. "Ya, missing the Ja, but you'll get there. I'm Jazz." He placed a hand over his heart. 

The gesture was reflected, {•၊||၊။} 

It was his turn to try and work out the sound in his head. Jazz tried the word out soundlessly on his tongue once. It was like a popping roll? {•၊||၊၊၊၊၊?} 

{•၊||၊။} they repeated, firmly correcting him. 

"Nice to meet ya, {•၊||၊၊၊၊၊}!" While the mer scowled at him for not even trying to fix his pronunciation, Jazz just smiled brightly.  

"So... what is his name?" Blaster asked for a translation, very interested in the development between them.  

Jazz laughed, "I have no idea." 

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Don't ask about my attempt to make sound-wave-like-text, it's gibberish, lol, and going forward only •၊||၊။ (Prowl) & •၊||၊၊၊၊၊ (Prowler) will be used until Jazz has a English (common?) name to attach an understanding to.

Keferon, I just wanted to say that every comment or tag you leave on the fic is like serotonin being injected into my veins. Every silly little image is like rolling down a grassy hill in the warm sun while I laugh with manic joy. When you add art, it's like an adrenaline shot to the heart that makes me want to run across the globe just to frantically wave hello with both hands, give you a hug and run back to get started on the next part.

And the next part will be Prowl joining Jazz in the main pool and Jazz learning just how fast he is, even while injured. >:)c

-GLC

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Me looking in my inbox and seeing that there's two peas in a po

Odjndgdjdkfhdkm PLEASE. Blaster is so nervous EVERYONE IS SO NERVOUS Ooohhhnooo he's gonna freak out and kill everything he can reach oh no we all know how all those wild stupid creatures are oh no watch out While Prowl is trying to blow their pancakes with mind

And I juswannasay I love it so much ehehejgknfbfkdn THE SOUND WAVE SPEACH? I LOVE THE LOOK OF IT EHEHEH

Always a big fan of creative ways of showing imaginary languages. This thing?? ||ll•|Il It looks hella stylish >:O

Aaannnndd I got excited and made some art hehe

[show-tunes]

Genuine question what version of this guy do you think is more of a hear me out

[detectiveposting]

my stages of watching columbo

1: hahah hes just a silly detective ;)

2: columbo is actually a cunning manipulative liar that hides his true persona behind the facade of a slow and clumsy middle class detective

3: hahah hes just a silly detective ;)

[bull-shit-suji]

with the hiatus ending in less than a month i'm casting the dice for kuro finale predictions. a lot of this is based on the manga's narrative style, as well as season one's ending (which, though yana didn't write it, she DID give the production team input). place your bets now!

the manor burns down again. partial credit for Something burning down because yana loves a full circle moment

elizabeth lives and is instrumental for some part of the climax, i.e. crashing out at o!ciel (it's what he deserves).

elizabeth inherits the title of guard dog and maybe funtom. girlboss!

sebastian gets badly injured or nearly dies. i think he needs to suffer a little more (endearing)

the phantomhives' killer is someone we've already met. that's murder mystery ground rule number one baby

bonus points if queen victoria did it! she's the only known character who i can piece together a viable motive for

madam red makes a harrowing return as a bizarre doll

undertaker is a red herring villain BUT knows who orchestrated the phantomhives' murders and/or tried to prevent it from happening. isn't telling o!ciel because that would mean satisfying the contract.

said contract is concluded

r!ciel is definitely dying again. let the kid rest man

tentatively theorizing that rachel phantomhive will be important to the murder reveal in some way. we've seen a lot of vincent thus far and it's suspicious that rachel, who parallels elizabeth in visuals, emotional intelligence, AND moral uprightness hasn't had her moment yet

[degenerateshinji]

shoutout to the jumping spider lu guang and cheng xiaoshi adopted in the fic im writing

[blackkatdraws2]

Giggling about this [Achromatic Loop AU/non-canonical]

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[sonknuxadow]

EVERYONE VOTE SONIC FOR ME ON THIS MONTHS SONIC CHANNEL ART POLL PLEASEEEE FOR THE LOVE OF GODDDD

[a-strange-little-one]

The Furies

[nartml]

was it casual when i had a panic attack at the thought of you dying was it casual when you risked your entire carrier just to feed me lunch was it casual when you were willing to die protecting me even though you wouldn't accomplish any of the goals you devoted yourself to was it casual when i spent so many nights rolling around in deep thought about whether you think of me like i do about you was it casual when i wished for you upon a shooting star was it casual when i refused to let you continue your way down a path of self-destructive loneliness even though you wanted me to was it casual when you needed to kill me and only me to grow stronger and be entirely untethered from your past but you just couldn't was it casual when i preferred to bear your pain and hatred and die fighting you as opposed to giving up on you was it casual when i could trade blows with you (read your heart) even though your supposed wife couldn't was it casual when i was your one and only was it casual when the hands that we blew off of each other bore the evidence of our cosmic connection was it casual when you cried your first tears of relief and happiness after you lost to me was it casual when you kept in touch with me but not with your wife was it casual when we fought and laughed and became inseparable was it casual when i can't exist without you was it casual when i put all my goals on hold because how could i focus on them when i can't even save you was it casual when you were my main motivation for training to become infinitely stronger was it casual when i'd remain a fool my entire life if being smart meant that i had to give up on you was it casual when you know my heart i yours was it casual when

[ulteri0rm0tives]

Do I think Johnny can cook anything beyond basic pre made meals like spaghetti from a jar? Nah. But I do think he could make a mean full American breakfast, talking eggs bacon hashbrowns fuck maybe even french toast, and WHATEVER maybe this is self indulgent because I want to imagine him making breakfast for V and him while passing it off like that was not at all his intention, just whoops, seemed to have made extra, guess u could have some but yr making yr own plate, already gonna have to deal with all the fucking clean up, and V is just smiling at him, rolling his eyes, like 'okay dude im sure thats what happened'. Because let's be honest, if Johnny was just making himself breakfast, at best it's a pre-packaged scop burrito nuked in the microwave, at worst it's a cigarette and a coffee from the vending machine.