#im rusty! dont judge me

[skip4d]

my newest fursona! their name is breakfast 🍳

[humberg]

Vincent's fighting style

I'm back playing my second run through of PL, and something occurred to me. I'm not sure if I've just missed these types of posts before, but I don't think our oc's fighting style is often talked about.

For my Vincent, he is hands on act first think later. His survival instinct will kick in and he will reach for his nearest weapon. He doesn't rely on netrunning, life on the streets growing up taught him to respond physically. Many keen eyes will also notice that Vincent's choice of weapon is Kerry's Archangel. Vincent brought Kerry out of the shadows, Kerry is returning the favour by fighting at his side.

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Yeah, thought this would be really cool to share with you all! :3 Please excuse my random pauses and terrible shooting, it's been a while since I properly played and my head kept turning to mush 😂 obviously there is spoilers to PL so I will tag accordingly <3

[benadril]

Hate that being happy require like actual work. Like I have to want to be happy in order to be happy. Messed up man

[ateezlibrary]

im going thru a major seonghwa brainrot and i just want a fic of him teasing her gf throughout a party and he takes her home mid function and edges her manhandles her leading to overstimulation ( he has a sir kink )

This is like my 2nd or 3rd time ever requesting an author so plz dont judge me i dont know how this works😭

coming undone. (seonghwa x reader)

summary: a silly little bet goes a little too far, causing a certain someone to go back on his bargain.

genre: pure smut (nsfw, mdni) (tw: sexual content, overstimulation)

word count: 2,714

the way that i just laughed at this request for the chaotic panicking lol as long as you don’t judge me for being a little rusty in my smut writing!

“Another round, my love?” you call over your shoulder as you stroll into the kitchen, peering into the fridge for the tonic water. Like clockwork, you reach for the handle of gin on the counter and mix yourself another drink. Yeosang rounds the corner to meet you, outstretching his hand with his solo cup prepared.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” you laugh, measuring his mixture haphazardly before clinking your own cup against his. The familiar taste of ripe juniper berries meets your tongue, the alcohol warming your throat with its familiar burning sensation. From the living room, Hongjoong is fiddling with the playlist, save for when he circles the room to rearrange a pillow or put aside someone’s shoes.

“Is there a reason you’ve been staring at Hongjoong that I’m unaware of?” Yeosang teases, leaning against the wall beside the kitchen as he glances at you in amusement.

“I am not!” you retort, knocking back the rest of your drink before setting the cup down to mix another—only this time, it wasn’t for you. “He just looks like he needs a drink, is all.”

“Well, good luck with that,” Yeosang chuckles, rolling his eyes. He glances at the crowd exchanging lighters on the balcony with a nod in your direction. “I’ll be outside if you need me.”

The playlist changes to its next track and the mood of the room shifts near instantly, settling into the smooth R&B beat that thrums against the walls. You sway as you walk, mouthing the lyrics as you snake through the crowd to the far end of the room where Hongjoong was perched beside the speakers.

“One gin and tonic,” you lilt, offering him the drink in your hands. He takes it with a soft chuckle under his breath, tilting his head back as the alcohol slid down his throat. You observe his neck hungrily, lips parted as you lean against the wall beside him.

“Think I’m doing the party justice?” he asks, his lips brushing against your ear so you could hear him above the music. He gestures to the speakers, though you barely register anything beyond the shudder down your spine.

“Absolutely,” you reply, reaching for his drink and taking a swig yourself. You’re about to continue bantering with him when, out of the corner of your eye, you notice something particularly interesting.

You watch as Seonghwa, clad in his all-black outfit you’d helped him pick out, stood beside a notably attractive guest of the night. Her long raven hair cascaded over her shoulders in loose waves, her outfit a near twin to his. Her makeup compliments her features incredibly, smudges of dark eyeliner and a glossed lip. Seonghwa whispers something to her that causes her to throw her head back in a fit of laughter.

She rests a hand on his shoulder, shaking her head at whatever he could have possibly said. He gestures to her drink, seeming to offer her a refill before heading to the kitchen himself. You scoff at the sight, turning back to Hongjoong with a sickeningly sweet smile.

“You look fine as hell tonight,” Hongjoong comments, a lazy grin etched across his face as he takes another sip of his drink. You couldn’t tell if it was the jealousy nipping at your stomach, the warmth of the alcohol, or just sheer attraction to Hongjoong in the moment that was warming your face in response. “Trying to impress someone?”

“Hoping that it’s you?” you tease, your eyes trailing down his figure as you laugh.

“So what if I am?” He inches closer, turning his body so he’s hovering just above yours where you lean against the wall. Over Hongjoong’s shoulder, you meet Seonghwa’s eyes as he’s returning to the living room with drinks in hand for him and his plaything.

His gaze darkened as he pressed his tongue against his cheek, shaking his head as he returned to the girl waiting on her drink. Seonghwa drapes an arm around her waist, pulling her closer against his side as they resume their conversation. 

“Do I get something in return for looking ‘fine as hell tonight’?” you poke at Hongjoong, looking up at him through your eyelashes. His breath hitches, fingertips ghosting down your sides and coming to rest at your waist in a tight grip. You hum under your breath at his touch, shifting your gaze to Seonghwa’s eyes that were now deadlocked on every move Hongjoong made.

Hook, line, and sinker.

“What do you want, princess?” Hongjoong asks in a low voice, one that would have had you melting in his arms before Seonghwa sifts through the crowd and pulls you away from him by your arm. You gasp in surprise, not looking back as he drags you with him towards the bathroom.

Finding a seat on top of the counter, you watch as Seonghwa hurriedly locks the door before turning to you. He settles between your legs, shoving them apart forcefully and pulling you close so that you were flush against his chest.

“I don’t want to play that game anymore,” he growls, one of his hands snaking up to your hair and pulling it back roughly so that you were forced to look at him. A laugh slips past your lips, though it’s becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the heat that crept towards your core at the way he was behaving.

“We haven’t even gotten into it yet,” you retort breathlessly with a greedy smile on your face. “And, this was your suggestion.”

A silly little wager. Seonghwa swore up and down before you’d left for the party tonight that he was not, nor would he ever be, the jealous type. You agreed, doubling down on your own belief that you weren’t the jealous type, either. Given how new your relationship was, you hadn’t had time to share the news with your friends—making tonight’s party the perfect scenario to test one another.

Though, it seems as though Seonghwa failed miserably.

“You think you’re funny, huh?” he chuckles, his grip tightening on your hair as you let out an involuntary moan. “Playing with Hongjoong in front of me like that.”

“Oh, so we are the jealous type now?”

Seonghwa laughs again darkly, releasing his grip on your hair and sliding his hand down to wrap his fingers around your neck. He leans forward, ghosting his lips over yours as he whispers against them.

“So, you’d let Hongjoong fuck you tonight if I hadn’t stopped you?”

“No,” you answer, shuddering at the way he bites your bottom lip. You move to close your legs for some sort of friction to ease the nerves pricking at your core. Seonghwa notices what you’re doing, pressing your legs further apart with his in response.

“No, what?” he snarls, and you know what he’s expecting.

“No, sir.”

Seonghwa groans against your mouth before yanking you off of the counter and turning you to face the mirror in one swift motion. Neither of you had bothered to turn on the lights, your eyes adjusting to the dim moonlight filtered through the bathroom window. He held a hand to the nape of your neck, the other pressed into your waist so that you could feel every inch of him against your back.

“And you want me to fuck you tonight?” he asks, his voice a strained whisper against your ear. You say nothing in response, earning fingers pressed deeper into your waist. “Unravel you like the pretty little slut you are?”

“I—I,” you stutter between deep breaths, meeting his hungry gaze in the mirror with a moan.

“Use your words, babygirl.” He hikes up the satin fabric of your skirt, dancing a hand across your thigh dangerously close to your core.

“I need you to fuck me tonight,” you practically beg, feeling the way his length hardens against you at the way you whined for him. “Please.”

Without warning, he lets you go and moves to unlock the door.

“Let’s get going, then.”

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The two of you left the party in a flurry of hasty goodbyes, messy kisses in the elevator, and a car ride home with Seonghwa’s hand rested firmly on the inside of your thigh. You took not more than two steps into your shared apartment before he kicked the door shut behind him, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head against the entryway wall.

His lips meet yours hungrily, the two of you a tangled, moaning mess. You fight against his grip, desperate to run your hands through his raven hair. He only grabs your wrists tighter, trailing kisses down your neck before biting down on your collarbone. You moan wantonly, arching your back to beg for more of his touch when he pulls away with a haughty laugh.

“Fuck, you sound so delicious,” he groans, almost immediately slipping his hand up your skirt and pressing his fingers against the soaked fabric of your underwear. “And you already feel even better.”

“Please,” you whisper, and he begins to brush over your clit in slow, tantalizing circles.

“Will you be a good girl and get my fingers wet for me?” Seonghwa asks, his own voice low as he begins to tug at the edge of your underwear expectantly. His eyes are hooded with lust, hair disheveled, and yet, you’ve never found him more attractive.

“Yes, sir,” you manage to get out before he plunges a finger into you. He falls into a steady rhythm, trailing his tongue back along your neck and biting down on your earlobe with another groan beneath his breath. Your stomach is in knots as you rock your hips against his hand, gripping on his shoulders to steady yourself as your legs grow weak.

“Please, don’t stop,” you beg breathlessly, dropping your head back against the wall with another series of moans. Seonghwa quickens his pace, slipping another finger into you and curling them against your walls. You whine at the sensitive touch, bucking your hips in approval. Your chest heaves as your breath is caught in the back of your throat, your core tightening as you feel your orgasm creeping beneath your skin.

“I-I’m going to—”

And out are Seonghwa’s fingers.

“What the fuck?” you snap, eyes wide as you stare at him angrily. He scoffs, licking the taste of you off of his fingers with a sly grin. You were seeing red, and for no good reason. You were close. So, so close.

Without an answer, he lifts you from behind your thighs so that your legs wrapped around his waist and carried you to the dining table. Pulling your skirt and underwear off, he pries your legs apart and stares down at you with a newfound lust in his eyes.

“Touch yourself.”

The command is so simple and so intense all at once. Your cheeks flush as you meet his eyes, the way he devoured every inch of your body on that table without so much as touching you. On one hand, you were tempted to push his buttons and tease him enough that he’d take you then and there.

On the other, you really wanted to come as soon as possible.

Biting at your bottom lip, you slip a hand between your legs and begin to rub against your clit in the same slow circles he was doing not long before. You notice the way his jeans tighten at his bulge, his cock twitching at the sight of you. He settles into one of the dining chairs, a front-row seat to the show you put on for him.

“Such a little slut for attention,” he purrs, pupils dilated as you slip a finger between your folds. You moan at his comment, pumping your finger quicker than before. He pulls you by your thighs so that his mouth is right at your entrance, suddenly moving your hands so that he can slip his tongue into you instead. The sudden shift urges you to arch your back, a drawn-out sigh escaping you.

The wave begins to rise more quickly this time, a response to not being able to come just moments earlier. You feel your breath hitch in your throat, the pressure building in your stomach as you’re about to warn Seonghwa.

And, like clockwork, he pulls away again.

“Seriously?” you bark as you sit up in disbelief. He grabs your chin, brushing a thumb over your bottom lip as he arches a brow.

“I’m still not convinced you want me to fuck you,” he remarks coolly, though the shakiness in his voice proves to you that he’s not far from coming undone himself. You pant desperately, beyond frustrated that two chances to find release slipped right past you.

“Please? Please make me come, I’ll beg as much as you want.” You inch towards the edge of the table again, grabbing desperately at the fabric of his shirt. On a good day, begging this much to be fucked felt beneath you—but after coming so close only to have it ripped away, you felt willing to do anything. “I’ll be as loud as you want, just don’t stop.”

“Fuck,” Seonghwa growls again, unfastening his pants and hooking his arms behind your legs as he positions himself at your entrance. He shoves himself into you, falling into a steady rhythm as he rocks his hips against yours. Your toes curl at the pleasure gnawing at your core, the way he hits the right spot with every move.

Pulling your legs over his shoulders, he angles himself to thrust even deeper into you. The sensation causes you to moan even louder, throwing your head back as you writhed against his touch. You could hear the way he was struggling to contain himself, his breathing fast and shallow.

“Look at me when you come,” he commands breathlessly, fisting your hair in his hand and forcing you to crane your neck to meet his eyes. You could barely keep focus as you felt your orgasm rising at the pit of your stomach, gnawing at your walls and at every thrust he made into you. With one final gasp, you shudder as the orgasm rocked your body and forced you to come undone all over his cock.

Your chest heaved as you fought to catch your breath when you realized—Seonghwa wasn’t slowing down.

“I still haven’t come.” An intoxicated smirk dances across his lips as you watch the way he puts himself into every thrust into you. You clench around him tightly, panting at the added sensation that came from your nerves falling apart.

“Ah, fuck—!” You nearly scream at the sensation, the way he continued to bury himself deep within you even though you were far beyond your breaking point. “S-Seonghwa, I can’t—I—”

“You can take more, babygirl,” he pants, pushing you over the edge just as he did before. The second orgasm shatters every last nerve inside of you, your legs weak and your core nearly numb from the overdose of pleasure.

“Please—fuck!” You finally let out a guttural scream, shuddering as Seonghwa rubs tight circles against your clit. Swollen and throbbing from the release, yet still somehow so responsive. You jerk your hips erratically against his touch, feeling his pace grow unsteady as he finally succumbed to his release.

He slides your legs off of his shoulders, chest heaving as he helps you to sit up and steady yourself. You’re shaking and completely undone, yet somehow more satisfied than ever.

“Are you okay?” he asks softly, scanning you for any signs of regret or that he’d done too much. You pull him in for a gentle kiss, the gentlest act either of you had engaged in all night.

Finally able to catch your breath, you pull away with a lopsided grin of your own and ask, “So, you are the jealous type, huh?”

[lukecvntstellan]

send me requests xoxo

check my pinned posts for rules

i will write for most pjo or hoo characters

excluding

-> reyna, hazel, frank, and anyone from toa (i havent read toa, and i dont have an accurate judge of the other 3 yet)

i havent finished my hoo reread so im a bit rusty on some of my character lore

[pumpkinsy0]

Tim Shepard (Tv series) Head Cannons

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This is if you seen the Tv show or not its fine :P

***he really is a good artist (DID YOU SEE THE DRAWING OF CALIFORNIA HE DID LOL,,,,,HE EVEN GAVE IT TO PONY HOW SWEET OF HIM😭🙏🏻)***

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***I wanna see what you come up wit! I LOVE YOUR HCS THERE AMAZING! AND INTERESTING YOU MAKE ME LIKE THE CHARACTERS MORE JUST BY THE HCS LOL***

But take your time!! NO RUSH THANK YOU🙏🏻♥

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Sorry to ask this! Its just over seen the show and in my opinion i was a great show I loved it! I LOVES IT EVEN MORE CAUSE OF TIM. HE REALLY IS MY FAVE!🙏🏻😭 (IM OBSESSED WITH HIM! NOT IN A WEIRD WAY GOD NO😭) I KIN WITH HIM SO MUCH I RELATE WIT HIM SO MUCH🙏🏻🙏🏻😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Also your my favorite "OUTSIDERS" fanpage! Your my favorite person! (Love'ya :D )

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i havent seen the show in a while so what i remember is rusty and i dont think tim was rlly there a bunch so i only have like 3 hcs im srry BUT to make up for it i will go into depth about them kinda sorta, and by hcs i mean aspects of his character i liked in the show and just went “yea thats tim im including that in my tim most definitely” but i do have like 2 hcs

•hes a good artist

loved this part of his character in the show, i feel like he was one of those kids who would doodle on like desk n stuff like that, and maybe he was one of those kids who was into graffiti and he just liked designing things but had no real outlet, sometimes at night when he cant sleep or somethin or hes thinking of like idk gang stuff he draws cause it helps clear his mind, he also just thinks its funny to draw a lot of weiners, hes still a teen hes a lil immature, but i also hc that his artistic abilities kinda inspired angela and curly as well and they become artist in their own right

•hes close to pony

OK LOOK I LOVE THIS AS A FOIL RELATIONSHIP TO DARRY AND CURLY ITS GREAT, but HOW did they get close??? most likely after johnny and dallys deaths, pony spends more time w curly which means more time at curlys house which means seeing tim a lot more as well, at first tim would just pop in and go like “do yall want somethin to eat” and ofc pony was afraid at first but l as time went on, they just kinda clicked, maybe over art, bc each other using creativity as an outlet, or something or bc tim was like “o he is a bit fucked up actually” and took him under his wing

•hes somewhat involved w the curtis gang

mostly based off that one rumble episode, BUT i hc that after dallys death, tim became not close but definitely not a stranger to the curtis gang, he doesnt rlly hang out w them or anything like that, but he does see them quite a bit and talks to them, and especially teams up w them when they need it, think of tim as what dally was to the gang, the guy who came n went but was down w them, but in his own “yall cool but i got a gang to lead so ill help darry a bit when it comes to handlin yall” way if that makes any lick of sense

BUT FOR ACTUAL HCS OF MINE

•i hc that angela and curly werent there bc they were off w their grandma, y u ask??? man idk they love their grandma i guess who r we to judge

•perhaps it was around that time that angela and curly was gone that tim started getting closer to pony cause he kinda missed up and wanted someone to look after, he just got that “damn i need to b a guardian to a fucked up kid or else im gonna go insane my damn self” thing goin on and pony was there so

•i said it before but idc ill say it again, tims art is influenced by haitian art, maybe not like the style exactly, but the idea of it being vibrant, black ppl being shown using the actual color black, yknow that thing

•tim mostly draws ppl and landscapes, maybe he goes out of his way and draws like anatomy stuff wether its normal things or like horror

•he would never actually show his drawings to anyone, he rlly only shows pony it cause he knows pony wont judge, ofc angela and curly knows and have seen it but thats bc theyre nosey and poke around his things, he knows about it but they havent said anything so it’s whatever

thats all i could think of mb</33

and thank u im glad my acc beings some sorta joy, luv ya 2 anon🙏🏽🙏🏽

[xalestiax]

It's a work in progress so dont judge yet, I'm still working on putting the leaves 🙄

It's a rusty locker and eventually im gonna make stickers, books, posters etc, that go inside/outside the locker so if u have any ideas of some stuff i should make tell me!!!

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Wayward Waters Chapter 13

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Hello everyone! Chapter 13!

things (and chaos) picking up!!

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

have fun reading!

and as always Reblogs are appreciated! (Also ASK’s are open so feel free to bother me!)

AO3 Link for those that prefer the layout there;

AO3 Wayward waters

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The next time I woke up it was to something knocking on the round window of the room.

This was a ship, who or what in the fuck could knock on the outside?

Imugi apparently, she was tapping at the wooden ring around the window with her beak like a curious parrot.

“I'm up, I'm up, you can stop putting dents in the wood!”

She whistle-clicked and the shadow of her head disappeared.

Slowly getting up and stretching I noticed loud singing from outside.

It was pretty catchy actually, and with how it sounded nearly all ships must be singing it right now.

What do we do with a drunken sailor? 

What do we do with a drunken sailor?

What do we do with a drunken sailor?

Early in the morning

Way, hay and up she rises 

Way, hay and up she rises 

Way, hay and up she rises

Early in the morning

Shave his belly with a rusty razor

Shave his belly with a rusty razor

Shave his belly with a rusty razor

Early in the morning

Way, hay and up she rises

Way, hay and up she rises

Way, hay and up she rises

Early in the morning

Put him in a longboat 'till he's sober

Put him in a longboat 'till he's sober

Put him in a longboat 'till he's sober

Early in the morning

Way, hay and up she rises

Way, hay and up she rises

Way, hay and up she rises

Early in the morning

Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe bottom

Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe bottom

Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe bottom

Early in the morning

Way, hay and up she rises

Way, hay and up she rises

Way, hay and up she rises

Early in the morning

Give him a dose of salt and water

Give him a dose of salt and water

Give him a dose of salt and water

Early in the morning

Way, hay

Oh way, hay

Oh way, hay

Oh, early in the morning

That's what we do with a drunken sailor

That's what we do with a drunken sailor

That's what we do with a drunken sailor

Early in the morning

Way, hay and up she rises

Way, hay and up she rises

Way, hay and up she rises

Early in the morning

Whether it was for team building, 

intimidation or just fun was beyond me though.

I found myself humming along as they started up again, 

still pretty unfamiliar with the text as I walked out onto the deck, 

still very much half asleep.

I was handed a bowl with scrambled eggs by Yamet, 

who hastily wished me a good morning, which I ate while all of them fought with the sail that had apparently become a bit loose.

Judging by the sun it was not yet midday, but not early morning either.

Maybe around ten or so.

Shoveling pieces of egg into my mouth I looked over to the myriad of other ships, 

noticing that the giant vessel Call Of The Damned was still to our right with the Revenants Vestige Nowhere to be seen but looking around I spotted the Bleeding Moon at least, 

all the way at the end of the very mismatched convoy of ships.

Smart, having his ships at these positions made it probably easier to give out orders.

Though it was rather daunting to see how much the little Halcyon was dwarfed by the colossal ship.

Where the fuck did one even get wood big enough for something this size?

Not to mention the steel ‘ribs’ that hugged the wooden frame like a corpse.

Yeah the name for it was very fitting,  and I counted twelve of those ‘Ribs’ on this side alone.

So twenty four in total, just like a human.

Yeah that was so done on purpose.

Hearing a rapid tap tap tap I turned around to see Jamie walk fast towards me.

I had enough foresight to quickly shove the rest of egg into my mouth and then hold the bowl out of harm's way as Jamie ignored personal space and climbed up to perch on my shoulder.

“Are you a parrot now?”

They shrugged.

“Nah, but you do make a good perch, Ronan just falls over and Imik’s shoulder are to narrow”

So the only other ones they could perch on were Yamet and Akeem, 

and Yamet for sure would not let them from what I've seen thus far.

“I have no idea if that a compliment or not, but for now i'm choosing to take it as one, also good morning”

“Morning! Also you should go to the Call Of The Damned! 

There is a surprise for you!”

A surprise? What? 

Would I finally get a useful map to find back to Kamerasca?

Why the fuck did i need to go on another Ship fro that? 

Was Cassidy just wanting to see my face when I got it? Maybe.

Also how the fuck was i supposed to get there?

“Uh, Jamie how the fuck am i supposed to get on there? 

The Call Of The Damned is like five times as tall as your entire Boat!”

Laying a plank would be awfully steep, if not unclimbable.

Jamie hopped down from my shoulder and walked towards the railing, making a whistling noise that made Images head pop up.

“They got some sort of pulley system,  Imugi can just toss you in the basket and they'll pull you up”

Huh, convenient,  well a ship that size probably needed something like that.

Imugi whistle-clicked and put her head on the deck, but before I could try to climb on, Shalimar had rushed past me and clambered on top of Imugi’s head, which meant that I had to hold on to the topmost spike.

“I'm coming with! Gotta annoy my dad a little!”

Yeah sure, whatever, as long as she didn't push me off that was fine.

So, holding on for dear life Imugi brought both of us over to the Call Of The Damned where they had already let down a platform to climb on.

Though getting off of Imugi and onto it was a bit difficult as the ocean itself crashed against the ship like the tide against a wall.

Looking up it also seemed to stretch on to the sky nearly forever now that I was so up close.

Someone with magic MUST have helped build this.

Slipping a little,  Shalimar grabbed me by the back of my shirt and dragged me onto the platform before giving Imugi a little Kiss as a thank you.

I thanked her for the help as the platform was slowly pulled up,  swaying dangerously at some parts.

Going up slowly I wondered how many floors this ship even had,  with how big it was surely a few at least.

Also how was it staying afloat with the big metal ‘Ribs’ anyway?

Getting near the top Shalimar did not wait and just scaled the wood, climbing the last few meters and hopping over the railing, which up close was fashioned after bones as well.

They really went all out with the theme didn't they?

Looked scarily real too and I decided not to take a closer look.

Hopping over the railing after the platform was level with it,  I was greeted by Cassidy himself.

Who had Shalimar trying to steal his sword so he had to keep her an arms length away by grabbing her head.

“Hello! I hope the ride up wasn't too bad,  and excuse my daughter she- Augh! Shalimar stop!”

Shalimar had managed to snag his sword and elbow his side only to run under his arm away to the ladder that led up the middle mast.

“Hell, no wonder her mother left her with me! 

Anyway, as i was about say-”

His sentence was once again interrupted by a shrill scream.

“DONOVAN!”

There was only one person that could shriek like that,  and turning around there was indeed a familiar redheaded form, 

barreling straight at me with no regard for anything in the way.

“ROBIN!”

What was he doing here? 

Nevermind, hug first questions later!

He slammed into me and I wrapped my arms around my best friend, slightly lifting the smaller up off the ground.

He squeaked and clung tightly to my neck, refusing to let go.

“I'm so glad you're okay!”

“So am i! Is everyone else also okay? Are you okay? Is Rikaad okay?”

He nodded and muffled something into my chest.

“Mhm, I'm fine! And Rikaad is like always”

Thank fuck everyone was okay! Wait where was Rikaad anyway?

“Where is he anyway? And where is the Victory Rose?”

The little Ginger reluctantly let go of me and pointed to the other side of the ship from which I had come from.

“The Victory Rose is towed to some other ship!

I think it's called Revenant's Vestige?! 

And Rikaad is in a Cabin with Nemas and Leon”

Ah, so he was probably planning what to do now with Nemas, 

and Leon was probably the captain of the Revenants Vestige.

Robin Grabbed my arm and started Dragging me towards the back part of the ship.

“He's gonna be so happy to see you're okay! 

He slept even less than normal! 

And he was always looking through a telescope to try and find you!

Well until the ship's Doc told him if he kept staring at the reflective water he'd damage his eyes!”

He did? He’d shoved aside as much time as he could to look for me?

Well, at least he might have learned to delegate tasks now?

“Really? I hope i didn't worry you all too much then,  i know i worried about you a lot”

I really had, even though I had tried my best not to think about it.

Robin slowed down and stopped not far from the door he had aimed at, for a moment not looking at me.

“...I- when I saw you fall overboard I thought the worst,  but Rikaad assured me you'd be alright, 

that you're too sturdy to let that keep you down, especially as Ardua.

I'm not sure how much i believed him,  i mean i did see the mast crash onto your head and then you were gone and you didn't resurface, i was just afraid id never see you again”

“You know, I also thought I'd never see you again,  After all, when I fell over the storm was still there and I worried a lot on whether or not the ship had sunk. 

Ronan had to assure me quite a bit that a big ship like the Victory Rose was unlikely to sink.

Also that mast gave me a nasty bump for sure”

He finally smiled again, hugging me again.

“Who's Ronan?”

Oh right, Robin had absolutely no idea.

“Ronan is the guy that fished me out of the water and then threw an electric eel at me to wake me up”

Robin just stared confusedly.

“He what? Why?”

“Quite frankly? Not sure but i guess waking me up other ways failed, now lets go tell Rikaad im back! 

I wanna see his face when he sees I'm alright!”

The little Ginger nodded and knocked on the door before opening it.

“Rikaad! Look! Donovan is back!”

The room was dimly lit, only thanks to a window and Rikaad himself sat at a table with the Captain Nemas of the Victory Rose and someone who didn't look over nineteen and was currently playing with a piece of the table that had broken off, sharpening it with his nails.

Definitely not a captain, and pretty unhappy looking,  maybe a captured Pirate?

Rikaad stood up as he saw me, walking towards me and awkwardly standing there for a moment before giving a quick and rather stiff hug.

“I'm glad you're okay, everything still in place? Now i know why Captain Cassidy told us to come onboard and have the Victory Rose towed out of sight on the side here”

Oh so Cassidy did all that just for this to be a surprise? Those guys sure were something else.

“So they did all that, maneuvering ships and not telling me exactly why to get on here aside from some ‘surprise’ 

just so the Surprise of seeing each other was bigger?”

Rikaad nodded.

“I did suspect he already knew where you were from the way he acted when we asked if anybody had seen you, but i decided not to anger potential allies”

Oh right, the pirate thing was still on, and the main reason we were here anyway.

Suddenly the piece of broken table was flying at Rikaad, who caught it in one hand shortly before it embedded itself in his shoulder without so much as flinching.

I stared at the one that had thrown it, the short haired young man who if I recalled correctly was named Leon was baring his teeth and his face was distorted in an unhappy grimace.

“Do we get to kick ass anytime soon or are we just gonna sit here and yap about it! The longer we wait the less accurate our information gets!”

Something about this young man was off, and then I noticed it,  slightly pointy ears, still short and round enough to pass as human,  and teeth that had canines just a tad too pointy with weirdly pale brown eyes, nearly beige.

Huh, so Fae blood could get diluted to that point? Interesting.

Also information? I looked at Rikaad.

“Ah yes you don't know our new acquaintance here, This is Leon of Synef, Leon this is my dear friend Donovan Verney.

Leon here is so nice to help us fight the pirates, by giving us a scroll with their plans he had stolen in some harbor”

“Eh, i just wanted some supplies and didn't have money, i took that bag cuz the owner talked shit about me and kicked a cat, so i say deserved”

He Leaned back and put his boots on the table,  earning a disapproving look from Nemas.

I decided to ignore the rudeness of this Leon guy and instead be thankful that we had any information at all.

Suddenly Robin piped up again after staring confusedly at Leon.

“So what now? Do you think we could get all our People from the Victory Rose on this ship? I mean it's still partially broken! 

Especially after that seamonster took a bite out of it”

What.

“You were attacked by a sea monster? Are you all okay? 

What the hell happened while I was gone???”

I wasn't even gone that long! A week at most! 

Robin Nodded and then pointed at Leon.

“The seamonster bit a piece out of the railing and then Leon whipped it right in the eye with a rope, and then stabbed its nose with a piece of the broken railing”

Leon let out a loud and humorless laugh.

“Stabbed is good! I bet that thing still swims around with a piece of wood way up its nostrils!”

Well, if it kept the thing from attacking more that was good?

“Ouch, hearing that makes me realize that the run in i had with a Sea Serpent went way better, then again Imugi is tame”

Shame she was probably the only one so friendly.

Robin's eyes went wide at hearing that.

“You met a tame sea Serpent? Where? I wanna see that!

Of course he did, then again who wouldn't?

“Yeah! Her name is Imugi and she actually helped get me on this ship! She's probably back at the Halcyon now though,  most of the time she's towing it”

Thinking about it, and the fact that the crane they used to have didn't look like it was made for too heavy things, not to mention on the other side of the ship from where i had been, Imugi must have been the one to drag my soggy ass on the deck when they first spotted me.

Huh, maybe I ought to send her the best crabmeat I could when we were back in Kamerasca as a thank you.

“Can I meet her? I'd love to see a friendly Sea monster! 

Ohhh do you think I could pet her?”

Well so far Imugi had seemed to adore any sort of positive attention so she'd probably love it.

“I don't see why not, though we can't exactly get her on the deck here, it's way too high up”

Well, maybe we could ask if they'd let down the platform again,  but doing it just because someone wanted to pet a sea serpent was probably unnecessary.

Besides we could always do that later, and then he'd get to properly meet the guys that dragged me out of the water too.

Hopefully they'd go along with each other!

Then Rikaad piped in.

“We will do that later, for now we have a set course, apparently Cassidy already has a plan, which involves having to get ahead of the pirates and leading them through two narrow cliffs and shooting at the walls to get them to collapse”

That sounded incredibly dangerous.

“Are you sure that's a good idea? What if someone misses? 

Or they shoot back and make it collapse on us instead?”

They could just as well do the same to us when we got there.

Rikaad slowly nodded.

“I am aware, and i will talk to Cassidy about it once more,  i'd rather none of us would get injured”

With that he left, business as usual.

I did wonder why the usually very talkative Nemas was so quiet but glancing at him now that he had his head turned it was clear part of his jaw was swollen.

Was that from the sea monster attack? Ouch.

Then Leon put his feet back on the ground and sprang up,  storming out as well with a scroll in his hands.

Probably the one containing the information,  Did Rikaad forget it just now? Didn't seem like him.

Or maybe he just didn't need it right now.

Probably the latter.

Nemas just gave a thumbs up at seeing me and then turned to sort stuff back onto the table that someone seemed to have thrown off.

Probably that Leon guy.

“Come on, I wanna see the ship you ended up on!”

Robin dragged me out of the door again onto the deck, where I then had to steer him to the side so I could point at the Halcyon.

“There, you see the smaller boat with part of the railing missing? 

That's where i ended up”

Sadly Imugi seemed to be currently underwater and out of sight.

“Ohh, where's the Sea Serpent? I don't see it”

He leaned forward over the railing and I fumbled to catch him as he slipped forward.

“Careful! And i guess Imugi is underwater right now,

i mean that IS a SEA Serpent and not a land dweller”

Also she was probably towing the ship right now even if it was hard to see from the deck of the Call Of The Damned.

“Aww, what color is she? Maybe I can see her later?”

“She's some shade of blue with a paler underside and dark blue back spikes, oh also she's got a pale bony beak as well,  but i don't think you can see her underwater”

He seemed disappointed at that, which was understandable,  but I'd make sure Robin got to meet Imugi at a later point.

“Don't worry, when this is over i'll just ask if you can pet Imugi,  i'm sure nobody will mind”

His eyes went wide.

“Really? Oh that's gonna be so cool! 

Did you touch her before? What's the texture like?”

“Texture? Uhh, smooth but also slightly bumpy, also just slick with seawater but that's a given for a marine creature”

There really wasn't anything remarkable about it,  it wasn't exactly like fish scales either, more like a turtle if anything.

Well, Imugi did have some turtle like features,  namely the beak and the weird flippers.

Sea creatures were weird.

“Sounds nice! Hey now that Rikaad got a new plan do you still have to shift to scare the pirates? 

I mean we got like fifty ships now, AND a sea serpent!”

Good question.

“I have no idea, i’d better ask but i'm sure as soon as Rikaad is done thinking everything through hell tell us”

Maybe I wouldn't even have to do anything.

“Mhm, he's always trying to get a hundred percent in anything,  but i wish he'd be more open to accept help”

That i had to agree with the little Ginger.

“Same here, i think he just feels like he failed when he cant do stuff himself”

“Well that's stupid!”

Suddenly there was a commotion down at the halcyon, with Imugi jumping on top of the reinforced deck and letting out loud clicking noises.

Ignoring Robin who ‘ohh’ed at the serpent I tried to see what was wrong that could have caused her to react like that.

Ah, Dolphins, so nothing really bad.

No wait, while those things had the same size and color as dolphins they appeared to be something else, and currently climbed up the side of the Halcyon while Imugi tried to smack most of them down again.

The slick body was distantly reminiscent of an otter, with bigger claws and a weird finned tail as well as antennae on its head.

One of them snapped at Imugi and Akeem went between the two,  taking the full brunt of a bite.

Thank fuck he was stone!

“Fuck! What are those? Do we have something we can throw? 

No wait my aim is bad i’d just hit Imugi”

Robin hid behind me at the sight, half horrified, half fascinated as the strange sailor with the big ass Rooster showed up behind us,  nearly completely hidden by layers and layers of fabric.

They held up the Rooster, who was pretty much as big as my own torso and gave it a light poke on the skin flap on its head.

The thing crowed louder than any normal Chicken i had ever heard before and strangely enough the creatures attacking Imugi all let up and jumped back into the water, seemingly quite disturbed by the noise.

“I hate Afangi, they gang up on anything they can”

The Chicken holding sailor spoke,  who was probably male? Maybe? And gently set the chicken on the railing where it shook itself before settling down.

Up close something akin to a clawed thumb was visible on its wings and it seemed to have teeth as well.

“Afangi? What? The hell are those things?”

The sailor shrugged, at least it appeared so as the maybe hundreds of layers obscured nearly everything.

“Sea beasties, though they can't stand a Roosters call,  so i usually have my feathery friend with me”

They picked the oversized Chicken back up, holding it like a cat even, and walked to the other side of the boat.

“So a Rooster call scares them? Interesting”

“Yeah, I just wish it hadn't been so close to my ear!”

Robin was scratching at said ear and looking over the railing at Imugi again, who now refused to go back into the water.

“Fair, that was probably the loudest chicken ever,  if that even was a chicken, i'm pretty sure it had teeth”

“It did? There are a lot of strange creatures here”

Oh there definitely were, and apparently most would fuck you up.

“Yeah after this is over i'm going to avoid the ocean for a bit, fuck im going into the woods for a few days even!”

That made him laugh.

“Can I come with you? I'm tired of smelling like salt!”

“Of course! Hey, is that Rikaad?”

It indeed was, and he did not look enthusiastic,  to be fair he never did but now even more so.

But that meant he was done planning right?

“Ah there you two are.

After talking to Cassidy and some other captains we have come up with a plan. 

We are not going to sail between the cliffs, but apparently Cassidy knows another good ambush spot and will lead us there.

I wanted to ask you two to go on the ship Donovan was previously on, since they have a sea serpent towing it they can retreat even if the wind is against them and you are probably safest there”

I’d better not mention to him that Imugi wasn't exactly the bravest, besides it didn't really matter what ship we were on but he did have a point with the wind thing.

Also no doubt Robin wanted to get closer to the Sea Serpent.

“Sure, if we manage to get on it from here i don't mind,  might as well introduce all of them”

Rikaad nodded and sent us back to the moving platform while Robin watched the smaller ship with wide eyes.

“You think they'd let me pet her?”

Oh for sure, and if we got on the halcyon the same way I left it he'd make even bigger eyes.

“Ask Ronan, he knows Imugi best”

Catching the dark blue fin out of the corner of my eye I had to fight not to smile.

That ought to be a surprise.

As the platform stopped a few feet above the water Imugi’s head surfaced and she whistle-clicked at us while clacking her beak a few times.

“You are so pretty! That's such a nice blue!”

I had to hold the back of Robin's clothing to avoid him falling into the water as he leaned forward to try and pet her.

“Calm down! She's here to get us on the Halcyon! You can pet her later!”

Imugi clacked her beak and did her best to hold still as I helped a starry eyed Robin climb onboard while going back to hanging off the back spikes myself again.

Imugi brought us over quickly and since the Halcyon was so much smaller we could just slide down onto the deck where Jamie was currently using Akeem as a perch again, leaving the other three to manage the sail that had come loose again.

I could hear Imik chewing out Ronan for letting Shalimar help with the rope or something.

Well if her ability to to tie knots corresponded in any way to how she had tied her vest and belt it was no surprise that didn't go well.

“Ayy whos the redhead? Imugi seems to like him!”

Jamie crowed from their perch on top of Akeem's shoulders and I turned around back to face the ocean. 

I could see Imugi softly pressing her head Into Robin and making chirping sounds.

Robin himself had the time of his life as he petted the big sea creature.

“Thats Robin! He's my friend, 

Rikaad is also my friend but he's still on Cassidys ship”

Both Jamie and Akeem looked up to the ship.

“Yeah i cant see shit, why the fuck did i think i could”

Akeem shrugged, sending Jamie tumbling off with a curse.

“We should focus back on going forward, we are gradually getting slower with the sail locked in position and Imugi hanging onto the side”

He shooed the sea serpent back into the water to the disappointment of both her and Robin but offered to show the ginger how to put the towing harness on.

I hadn't actually seen that yet either,  aside from the time Ronan had to adjust it so i followed as well.

Akeem wordlessly went through the motions of putting it on with the ease of someone that had done this a thousand times before leaving again.

Helping Robin sit on the bowsprit, and keeping a good grip on him so he wouldn't fall, he ended up telling me what had happened since he left.

In at least somewhat chronological order too, probably.

He told me how that perpetually angry looking Leon guy got onto their ship and that he'd tried his best to take a first aid course and could now remove fishing hooks out of skin.

Pretty useful,  though I doubted that would be common as soon as we were home.

He also told me that the ship's cat, Smokey, was still alright and had taken to sleeping in my hammock for a few days after I was gone.

Huh, so the poor feline HAD recognized that I had tried to help, nice.

He then told the rather harrowing story of when the sea monster had attacked, which apparently had looked more like a weird eel than anything.

When the thing had bitten at the railing Leon had grabbed a big splinter of it and shoved it up the beast's nostril before whipping it with one of the sturdy ropes meant for the crates.

Huh, pretty badass, also apparently the reason why Nemas had a swollen jaw wasn't because of the monster attack but because Leon punched his face ‘for talking too much’.

Ouch, while he DID talk a lot just telling him to shut up would have been nicer.

After he was done it was my turn to tell what happened, simply stating that when they found me Ronan had tossed an electric eel at me and then skipped over to him falling into the eel pit and having to be rescued.

I left out the part where the Halcyon got attacked by Pirates and I nearly drowned with Jamie, not sure if that would upset him or not,  or maybe even make him jealous for letting Jamie in my pouch?

Whatever the case, I left it out and instead went to the treasure diving thing, with the found bracelet still in the hidden compartment. 

I really needed to remember to get that before we went back home.

And then of course I told him about Kariba island,  and what little I had seen of it.

His eyes were wide as plates as I told him it was mainly inhabited by nonhumans.

“Ohhh, I wanna see that! You think we could talk Rikaad into-” His sentence was interrupted by a very loud shout, coming from the Call Of The Damned and was louder than any other Human i had ever heard.

The one yelling was Nemas,  apparently having gotten over the swelling in favor of talking again.

“-CRAZY? CASSIDY THAT GRAVES KEEP! 

YOU ARE LEADING US TO A DEATHTRAP!”

I looked confused at Robin, who in turn looked confused at me and then we both looked at what we were heading towards.

It was a giant island, barren aside from a few dead trees and seemed to have the form of a nearly ring shaped sickle moon with the thinnest part just about big enough to let the Call Of The Damned trough about four times next to each other

The island itself was made of dark gray jagged rocks and seemed oddly threatening.

And we were sailing right towards it.

Turning around and looking back I could see a fleet of ships that wasn't ours.

Nymra had been off by quite a bit seeing as there were over two hundred Pirate ships close behind instead of just a hundred.

“Oh Fuck”

NEXT / PREVIOUS / OVERSIGHT

[redswaberkez]

ayo whos ur favorite deus ex character btw nice art

ohhhhh GOD my time has come. and so have i (wRONG GAME)

tldr

i love "main" 7-8 of them equally. What is a main to me? ofc Adam, Frank, Megan, Malik, Eliza, JC and Alex D. One special place in my heart is for Vaclav

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Thank for compliment btw 😖

Spoilers alert ? idk

(warning my english is gonna be sometimes sooo rusty i guess)

DOUBLE WARNING I don’t rule out that over the many years of being in dxs fandom, the main concept of game's lore in my head just didnt messed up with my own headcanons. it is alteady messed up. cuz. yk) me n my besties created the full story aND - [GUNSHOT]

yeah i know it is strange to say, that dx has more main characters that just. Adam, JC and Alex D, cuz. They are Literally The Main chars. But back to my seven.

As i said before i love them all equally, for different reasons. One thing abt dx as a game is that characters arent plain and they are multifaceted.(?)

Adam

I love Adam for his complicated story, personality, for his own struggles, motivations and how they are represented in game. These small environment storytelling pieces and music that creates the mood (wait redswa it isnt abt the environment). What im trying to say. Through the gameS - dxhr and dxmd - we can see how Adam is healing from his trauma, and how heavy it was. Also needet to be noted how he interacts w another characters. AND this tension between him and Frank but how at the end of the day (but lit at panchaea) Frank is still cares a lot abt Adam.

Also Adam is just like my bestie. Moral think for yourself. Yeah.

Pritchard

ONE thing i need to say abt frank is HESSS JUST LIKE MEE FRR, and now imagine some kind of cringe sigma phonk playing on the background. Yeah thats it. I relate to him so much but like. in more✨deep infj cringe way✨ Have you evere feel like Pritchard is gonna explode from nerves or even neurotism? Or like from blast of incomperhensible mess of feelings but he hides it? This is what im talking about. Heyy dont judge me i need to project some shit to my faves okay???? Damn how could you tell i have a lot of hc on dx? i have no idea!

I love Pritchard's informality. I mean. BRO WHY YOUR BIKE IS EVEN ON YOUR WORKPLACE???? AND THIS FINAL FANTASY POSTER???? AND THIS TV INSTALLATION??? honestly?understandable.

In Prague, Frank is still reminds Adam abt himself. Yeah i knoe it is for game purposes, but imo in lore perspective: Pritchard is gathered a lot of info for Adam (basically dxhr retelling), and this small detail: Adam keeps Pritchard's book. (i know you can find them anywhere in Prague, but still (methink eidos gaf later abt this texture and put it anywhere jus because lmao))

This ^^^ is Frank btw

Ok enough abt Pritchard cuz then its gonna be endless

Megan and Malik.

Another notable thing that i like in dx series is that women in game arent sexualized. They arend "simple and f🤮ckable objescts" Megan is a scientist, on a verge of the greatest innovation. Yes. We dont know much abt her bc she is literally missing. Malik is a pilot. Damn i love her sm. Her chardesign. Strong and powerful charisma and nonconfotmity. Faridah's sidequest in Hengsha???? MY GIRLLLL GO AND GET AND BEAT SHIT OF THIS ASSHOLE. 👊👊👊👊

I remember how sad was i, when Malik was killed in dxhr and how happy was i to find out her little gift in Prague.

Overall kinda sad that there is not much screentime of them.

AND another notable thing. Megan and revolver. Revolver as an inspiration. OK I GOT IT

Eliza

Its 2028 and AI is already taken big steps in development. Questions of self-consciousness of an AI were asked in a lot of sci-fi creations. And deus is not not an exception. Love how Eliza obtains her own conscious during the game and how it leads to project Hyron at the end. I have a lot of thought abt p. Hyron overall. Another topic ngl.

And ofc her design is beyond all praise. Thank you designers for NOT making her oversexualized.

During dxmd Eliza is also questioning a lot of essential questions. I know she does. But cant remember what exactly it was. Need to replay tho

JC

My bad, i still cant play through dx original, so i can only rely on his vibes. His vibes are good and silly. He has big meme potential cuz hes test-tubed. Not sorry tho

bro im laughing and exploding from this meme like 3 yrs but RIGHT NOW DURING ANSWERING YOUR ASK I UNDERSTOOD THAT THIS IS SOYJAK REFERENCE AND NOW IM DYING LIKe x3 TIMES I WAS SO BLIND MY VISION WASNT AUGMENTED TILL NOW

Alex D

When my pc even didnt existed and i was a laptop player, when the grass was greener....... I played dxiw. Yeah it isnt so big, but for its times it is good enough. Alex also radiate vibes of small and silly-stupid-Bi guy, the one who is gonna trip on air.

(meme with pom dog says "I will gnaw out your heart and eat it")

Look at him. Hes got an ears, unlike his brothers, but he has ZERO braincells. JC and Paul at least got some braincells, maybe one, or two and they are belong to Paul. Cost of an ears = cost of brain

Alex tried to fool up an AI. I would venture to say that he even flirted with her, and got rejected. Local bidlow tried to gop-stop (bandits tried to steal) his jacked and he could give it to and be like "better be pissed on than punched😖"

Yes, He is a silly fool (noneg, with love) but hes got a big heart like. At least, i remember so.

And last but not least

Vaclav

Love him for his light distinctive punkie nature, with big heart and ready to help whenever you need it. Vaclav tries his best so much. In library we can find cz-eng vocabulary with medical terms, when ig most of his patiens are czechs... says a lot

I would say that vaclav is silly but not stupid, not even naive. We can find him on Dvali's blacklist, but he is important for them. (but we also remember that otar just dont like him cuz vac knows radich's secret and otar is not (mb that the reason why vaclav is blacklisted))

well how to say it.. he's soul is good and lovely, he is not evil or dark. Idk cant find an eng analogue.

But in srb and ru we have доброћудан [dobrochudan] (literally good-lovely) or добродушный [dobrodushny] (good-souly)

actually this gif sums everything abt him very well

Thank you for ask! I really liked to talk on this topic

[sunnyfelldown]

savior.

finally was able to pump out some more rottale for you! i really like this drawing; i wasnt sure of the rendering method i tried at first but im happy with the final result!

the story that goes with this image is under the cut! god i havent written anything in like five ever, but hopefully you guys like it! if you need any clarifications, let me know ^^

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one strike, and its hp is halfway down. the dodge is easy, theyve done this before. a second strike, and the poor gyftrot explodes into dust, settling into the snow on frisks shoulders.

love increased. lv 4.

they take the time to shuffle the dust into the snow with their foot, a ritual they had started only in snowdin; may the gyftrot rest, now that its been buried.

its for your own good, frisk thinks, shaking the dust and snow out of their hair as they walk away. their soul beats in their chest as the new level takes hold.

its quiet in snowdin, and frisk takes in the trees nearby as they continue forward. the forests in the underground are the greenest thing frisk has ever seen; they are reminded of their self-appointed mission at every living branch: the underground cannot be corrupted by the surface world.

its for their own good.

movement in the trees causes frisk to pause, observing carefully. trying to hide in the snow and still digging is a snowdrake. he blends into the snow rather well, but frisk grew up hunting for food - to find the imperceptible. hes so very obvious to them.

their boots crunch mutedly on the ground, rusty switchblade gripped tight.

the snowdrake finally turns around as frisk reaches the treeline, and he stops digging to shriek in terror at the sight.

"no, no please! i havent done anything!" the monster begs, trembling. "please dont kill me!"

frisk shakes their head softly in response. "im not killing you," they say.

"im saving you."

they lunge forward, cutting the snowdrakes scream off as the switchblade plunges into his throat, and he erupts into dust, remains soaking into the disturbed snow. without knowing it, the he has dug his own grave.

quiet and getting quieter.

*****

at the end of the bridge stand the skeleton brothers. papyrus stands tall, even while slouched. he wrings the ends of his green scarf between his hands, trying not to look too nervous as frisk approaches. sans eyelights are missing, and he just seems to be staring into nothing.

frisk knows better. they can feel their soul being judged by him. his frown deepens at what he sees.

"hello, um... human." papyrus begins quietly. "i had some puzzles for you, but seeing as you did not, well, try the others i have decided not to show you this last one. in fact, i have decided..." he takes a deep breath, and lets his arms fall to his sides as he stands completely. "to stop what you are doing."

oh, papyrus.

every reset frisk had ever done, he hadnt changed: bright, starry smile as he explained his many puzzles, kindness in his actions as he offered mostly-edible food.

determination in protecting his friends and family.

frisk couldnt let him be corrupted by whats up there. it would break his heart; his body, his beliefs. he had to go, before that happened.

whatever shows on frisks face, sans doesnt like it. he tenses up and his eyelights come back, small and staring at them. papyrus puts his arm in front of his brother, shaking his head.

"no," he says. "this is my duty as a royal guard. even if im still just training, i have to fullfill my duty."

the ground shakes around him. bone attacks, splintered at their tops, come up, glowing a soft orange.

"HUMAN!" he bellows from across the bridge. "I FORMALLY CHALLENGE YOU TO A BATTLE!" frisk grips the switchblade tighter.

"papyrus, no-" sans tries to stop his brother, but he takes off before he has a chance.

frisk meets the taller skeleton a little less than halfway on the bridge; rusted metal collides with splintering bones. they dance like this for a few more seconds - running, hitting, meeting weapon-to-weapon, before a sudden attack catches frisk in the right shoulder, and they drop their knife, watching fresh blood drip onto the wooden boards of the bridge.

sans walks up behind his brother, meeting frisks gaze as they look up. his left eye glows a mix of orange and purple, and the crack below it glows too as he lifts his hand up.

frisk can feel their soul exit their chest, and even after all those resets its still disorienting. the skeleton brothers pause at the sight.

"what the hell is that?" frisk hears sans mumble. "ive never seen that color before."

frisks soul floats gently between the three of them; a bright, red soul of determination; but surrounding it is something of a shield. its an off-shade of green, almost yellow, glowing in tendem with red. its a new addition to their soul for sure, but frisk knows what it is almost instinctually; its the reason theyre alive right now, why theyre doing this now:

survival.

frisk takes this distraction to snatch the switchblade off the ground with their left arm. theyre not as good fighting left-handed, but it will have to do. they sprint forward and slash at papyrus, who barely jumps backward in time - he is still knicked, a small cut on his chest armor. sans in turn throws his own attacks, and frisk moves out of the way as quick as possible, settling on the end of the bridge. blood drips onto the snow.

frisk observes both the brothers. they look to sans. he is enraged, and they know why. not only did frisk attack his brother, but they broke their promise to him. "i had to," frisk says. "this is the only way to protect you all from the surface. i had no choice."

"yes you did." he states. "you had the choice to let us onto the surface, to let us survive on our own terms. you had the choice to let us free."

papyrus looks between them, but doesnt say anything. sans continues, "who are you to make any choices for us?"

a red soul floats between the three of them.

frisk adjusts their feet, lifting the switchblade up. the brothers tense in return. with a deep breath, frisks head clears. they charge, jumping out of the way of attacks and then returning them.

"i know who i am," frisk speaks to sans as he slowly, painfully brings out a large attack - a gaster blaster. the crack on his skull spreads as its fully summoned. frisk runs at him, knife lifted as the blasters mouth glows with an incoming blast.

"im your savior."

[the-whispers-of-death]

dominic: ... youre making it sound worse than it actually is and like youre *making* me sleep in a dog bed

mārīte: i dont see the big deal. i like sleeping in pet beds :3 if you dont want it, im taking it off your hands :D

dominic: no, fuck you, im keeping this >:(

also imagining blackout, whos been newly adopted into katie's family like: why.. do you have cat trees? dont see any critter nearby

katie, embarrassed: theyre... my girlfriends. she sleeps there

blackout: kid.. *what*

~ rusty

Blackout is just like "Uhhh, what am I supposed to say to this revelation?" He's just shrugging this off, because who is he to judge someone he doesn't even know?

I'm convinced that Katie doesn't elaborate further and tell Blackout that Mārīte's a cat hybrid, so he's equally confused on why Katie doesn't have a cat tree big enough for a human to sleep in (though he just assumes there might not be a cat tree big enough for that). He asks her if Mārīte's limbs get sore from curling up on the cat trees, oblivious to the fact that Mārīte's a cat hybrid.

[number1weirdo2010]

The Prison of education

hey guys ! so i am if you don't already know a Non-binary , bisexual , dyslexic and autistic person . I want to be a writer of some sort in my spare time so I decided to practise on tumblr . please no hate Im trying my best and trying to share my experence of bulling and homophobia while expresing my imagination thru characters anyway thanks for reading and any requests or advise on writing please don't hesitate to ask !

!!! warning: mention of su!c!de thoughts , bullying : !!!!!

im going to write this in the first person but i will be changing a few names for privacy purposes!

5:30am alarm is blaring , i can feel the damp whether without even looking out the curtain it's time to get out of my bed . which for me is one of the hardest tasks of the day as all i want to do i stay in my warm, comfortable bed and sleep away any of my worry's . Although I know i cant do that . My legs are heavy like 50 pound weights , my head is banging and throbing with a headache that feels like a strong wave forcing me back down to the pillow . I have to resit . I look in the mirror and instantly feel this rage of gender dismorphia , ARE YOU A GIRL , ARE YOU A BOY , PICK A SIDE , U DONT DESERVE TO LIVE . i force my self to block it out with the blast of music in my headphones . i pick up my toothbrush , on goes the toothpaste and into my mouth . some people don't like the mint flavor , i hate it but some times i feel like i deserve the burn . I put on some shorts and a baggy t-shirt , trainers on and out for a run by 6:00am.

home a 7:00am still hate the way i look but i have no more time to work on it now i have to shower and pack my things for school. Now second battle of the day breakfast or no breakfast ? It's the only thing i can control , to make myself look thin or more masc at this point I do not know so to make my life slightly easier i skip it . I kiss my mum on the head tell her Im ok and that i will see her later . i open and close my door , hands shaking i lock using my old , rusty key . choking back tears i think un my head what will they say today , my hair ? The way i wear my uniform ? What bag i choose to wear ? my sexuality ? my gender confusion ? the reading book ? what i eat ? the list goes on . standing at the gate , there it is .

The Prison of Education .

greeted by the teachers i put on my mask , my virtual mask , a smile. time for form , i can just about stand up let alone walk to the 3rd floor. I must not let anyone know how i feel so . I smile.

i open my form room door slowly to be greeted with a perverted form room teacher , laughter and sniggering . I suddenly feel overwhelmed as if i want to die on the spot as if i want the floor to eat me whole as if i didn't exsist so that these bully's wouldn't have to put them selfs out to bully me . there i go again trying to make THERE lives easy with me not in it . i sit down in my seat , sweating , holding my breath as if if i exhale ill be shot on the spot which at this point i wish would happen . time passes while i feel like im going to pass out . i can feel them staring at me , all of them there judgemental eyes trying to figure out what i am . well i don't even know myself . 2 lessons pass and now its break time and ofcorse as i step out the classroom there they all are , all 13 of them . im backed into a corner where i am verbally , mentally abused but hey it's just me im fine i should be used to it by now . the minuetes go by i feel trapped until i finally break down . crying , i can't breathe , alone .

finally the end of the day all i want to do is go home and lay under the covers . I know i cant , i have to help my mum she has enough to worry about DON'T TELL HER but i know she will make me feel better either way .

a bit of time with my mum later and im back in the same place . the mirror , judgeing , hating on myself but hey tommorow is a new day right a new day of struggles .

the end... For now .

thanks so much guys for reading i understand it's a bit dark and i do apologise but i wanted to spread awarness or bulling and the affects of it on surtain people please dont hate on puntuallity and spelling im trying my best many thanks

Heidi (liam xoxo ) !

[like-wuatafauq]

Wtf??? I'm sorry that your ex was so dismissive about your culture I can't imagine how hurtful that must've been 'cuz that's such an important part of who you are... and for her to judge your accent is super messed up :(

Your background is not something to be ashamed of or try to suppress for someone else's comfort

I'm bilingual too so I totally get the struggle of switching it back and forth 🥹

I actually feel like my Indonesian is getting a bit rusty these days since I use English so much more now. But I've been making more of an effort to practice it regularly so I think I'm starting to find a good balance again. I'm also trying to learn German atm and I only know a handful of words so far :)

Oh and I've actually been listening to a lot of Spanish songs and they're so good 😩

Idk what half the words mean but I be out here dancing along anyway so if you have any recs for artists or songs I should check out pls do share!!!

Also I made over 100+ online friends just last night. I think I might've overdone it a bit but it was so much fun! A lot of them are younger than me so I'm out here feeling like a proud internet mama

They're all my virtual children now >:)

And yesss I'm a proud high femme so if I ever go to a pride event I'd be rocking all the skirts and dresses. I love anything pink or frilly it just makes me feel like a pretty princess 🙂‍↕️

From ♡

Oh dude it was so bad I only cooked her mexican food once...and that's a whole other story but I ended up not cooking mexican food for her....ever...ever again..im not exaggerating (not including burritos or tacos but even on those I didn't use my mexican recipes) it was bad... and I was like oh god! They never showed this side of them before!! I can't be with them wtf!!! And like obviously that was on top of how mean they were towards me so like it was just bad fr. however she's beside the point now, it's just ik for a fact when I open up to someone again I'm gonna have to explain how bad it really was and oooof. But hey as long as it gets me to be open to the right person! someone who deserves aaaaalllll of my love <3 so I can put her in the past, once someone is able to understand why I would react certain ways and my fears they'll know i dont actually think about her, just trauma awareness :)

Also knowing Indonesian sounds super cool! Even if you are a bit rusty that's okay! German is also pretty cool I hope you pick it up quickly 😎I believe in you!

As for spanish music.... guys.... do not ask me this... that's literally 90% of what I listen to in the car or when I'm cooking lmaooo

I'm so happy you made so many queer friends how did you do it so quickly tho?????? Sure online but how???? Lmaoo

I looooooovvveeeeee high femmesssss I don't care if it's goth, dark,pastel,pinky,cottage core,cowgirl, witchy core aesthetic or latina & other culture high femme. As long as it's femme like it just aghhhhhhjjj (of course I don't expect someone to be that way all the time) but mainly that being their look just always gets me ,you girlies are amazing. I could never do what yall do.

[echantedtoon]

Rules Of One's Soul Ch15 A Little Offer P5

The entirety of the cliffside home was oddly silent other than the furious sounds of scrubbing coming from the other side of the sheap. The outside had gotten slightly darker indicating it mustve been early night at least. The residents were sure feeling it. Seam especially as he relaxed back down into the old armchair, normally he hated water but after getting blasted by ashes he was happy to scrub it off. Took a while for his fur to dry though. Luckily no stitches came loose this time. As for Jevil and Rouxls-

The small gremlin was balancing on his tail watching the working worm with a crestfallen face. Seam could only shake his head and couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor fella. True his uh ....'help' had backfired but considering he was pretty rusty from being locked up for over one hundred years of his life, one couldn't judge him too harshly....Buuuut Rouxls wasn't one to let go easily. It had been proven before.

"Can I help,help?" Jevil gave a hopeful smile to the cleaning worm, who paused for a split second before harshly dunking the sponge he was using into a nearby bucket filled with sudsy water and continued as if he hadn't heard a thing. Making the foolishly hopeful smile from his face vanish a bit, but ever persistent, his tail leaned him forward to be closer to the worm's side where he tried seeing his face. "You shouldn't have to work, work so hard. Im sorry, sorry. So allow me to he-"

A quick snap of a heated glare from the duke silenced the jester into submission, his smile now silently small and he froze at the hatred radiating off him. It got smaller when Rouxls leaned onto his knees. Usually hed tower over Jevil but his current sitting position made for perfect eye level.

"Oh. THOU art sorry." A dry chuckle came from that angry being. "Good. For I amst sorry as well....Im sorry for ever letting mine guard down aground thee!"

Jevil flinched. Hard. And Seam continued to watch calmly from the comfort of the chair, but Kaard didnt care as he already turned his frustrations back to scrubbing the black blotches.

"Im sorry I ever met thee. Im sorry I canst be there for mine boy- He can't even sleep properly without a story let alone runneth an entire kingdom by himself. Imst stucketh cleaning homes likest some maid just to get decent food and all for what? For a smiling foolish worme to come crashing into thine-"

....He froze.....Something gently kneeding his shoulder...

"DON'T TOUCHE ME YOU PLAUGE ON MINE LIFE!!"

The tail that been holding up shot back the shocked body of the imp as a worm reared his full anger towards him for trying to put a hand on his shoulder.

"Why dont'st you doeth what thou doeseth best and playest games elsewhere?!"

With that the duke snapped back around to the floor ignoring any other sad look Jevil gave him. The jester slunk back even further from the duke- An ear perked at a soft chuckle he turned and found it came from the plush cat away from him.

"Your next play has been interesting to say the least. Are you ready to accept defeat old friend?" His smile widened as the small man pouted and promptly huffed at the audacity of the question.

"Absolutely not,not. I just-" Yellow orbs glanced back shakily to the worm for a split moment before back to the smiling cat. "...Need a new move,move to play."

He chuckled again. "Then may I offer some advice-"

"I can heareth everything thou art saying." Another annoyed glance was thrown over his shoulder.

A paw was held up in defence. "Now, now. I meant no harm but maybe its best Jevil leaves you alone right now."

The smaller man Took one last look to the worm before slowly starting towards the smiling cat. Seam ever so calm reached out and gave the sulking gremlin a pitty pat on the shoulder.

"I dont suppose you would like some tea to help ease the sting of rejection?"

A dark chuckle and smile. "The taste is bittersweet. But I would rather get sweet victory, victory.~"

Deep chuckles came from the cat as his one good eye watched the jester jump onto the couch next to himself, but somehow his forced frustrated grin still seemed to be sad there. It sorta made his cotton shiver with a pang of sorrow, but in a game it was best not to let his guard down too much. Jevil sat down on the couch next to Mak, who was fast asleep in a box filled with different things from gems to random jewelry they probably stole. Took forever to get them to calm down after finding their 'room' ransacked and cleaned out by Rouxls. The purple migit made his frustrated ways known with tapping fingers and strained grin directly towards him in question.

"I just...have a few set backs. Set backs."

"Oh yes. I remember how fondly old couples would chase each other with screams and try to bodily harm one another." He chuckled at the narrowed eyes Jevil have him. "Or maybe not. It's been at least a few hundred years. Hahaha."

"Funny,funny....What have you done, done to get expertise in other's romantical preference?," his voice asked in a low tone. A Jevil way of challenging his knowledge.

To which he shrugged. "I don't. But Id like to think I have enough know how to at least hold a decent conversation and get to know them more."

He could practically hear the gears working in the other's mind as Jevil slowly came to the realization that maybe, just maybe he had something up his sleeve. So when a more questioning look came over him, Seam couldn't help but chuckle.

"Really,really?...Would the Magnificent Seam be willing, willing to....discuss his tutorials? Tutorials.

"Haha. But then wouldn't that be cheating the game old friend?"

One of Jevil's eyelids twitched. Indicating held back annoyance at least. "Hmhm....Perhaps rules could be ...temporary bent,bent?"

It was more of a suggestion than question, but one that made Seam hum with interest anyways. His eye went back to the worm who was stretching his back out with a groan and popping noise from said worm's back. He looked about ready to get done and be one his way. Could it really hurt to exchange a few short insights of his? Jevil waited with hopeful patience as Seam rubbed his chin in thought before looking back to him with a smile.

"I suppose...haha. Two opponents of opposite sides could come to an agreement every so while still searching for victory."

A couple of giggles came his way as Jevil lit back up. "Do tell. Do tell."

"Well....I could but I think you already know he doesn't appreciate forceful attempts to get him to like someone...But how you're doing things I could be wrong."

"...And I could say, say the same about having to be forced to clean a mess,mess that's not his. ..His."

"Not if the person offered to help him in return and was happily offered to go as a ...guest for the holidays."

There it was. The straw that broke the hathys back. The jester became as still as a statue as soon as those few words tumbled out of the plush's mouth, it was honestly rather funny to see such a rare shock upon the normally cheerful face, unfortunately it didn't last long because rapid blinks followed shortly after and a forced pleasent chuckle escaped his throat.

"My dear friend, friend," Jevil said in a forced sweet voice. "It seems that my ears are not what they used to be, be. I thought for a moment you said-"

"That I will be accompanying the Duke to the this silly ball?" Jevils face dropping again made him chuckle and lean into the chair's cushions more. "I suppose it's not that big of a deal...But then again." Even if it seemed unreal, a smug look came over the cat. "You might not like my play on words, Old friend. Hahaha."

In that stuper the imp could only get out one word. "How...?"

"I offered to help take care of you. It seems you've outdone yourself with the romanticizing eh?"

He went from shocked to an angry little man complete with puffed cheeks and red eyes. If you didn't know Jevil personally it would be quite scary but to the laughing cat it was just like a small tired child. It was cuter when he suddenly stood up and stomped a foot onto the couch. Jarring the sleeping child awake and jingling the box they were sleeping in. Seam didnt even flinch when a claw was pointed at him .

"No far, no far! You cheated, cheated!"

"By nicely asking if I could go? Really Jevil. You're acting like a child who didn't get the cookie jar."

A growl. "You can't keep me away, away! "

"Who said I would? I only said I would try to help keep your wild self in check and I intend to do so. ...By giving you advice. " when Jevil didnt say anything he continued. "Try a less forceful approuch next time round. "

".....Next time?" It seemed he found his voice. Jevil could always rebound pretty fast. "My next turn will leave your head spinning, spinning!"

"Oh Im sure it will." Still with the smug grin.

"You'll see, you'll see!!"

With that he sprung himself off of the couch and with furious jingles made his way back to the back room. Oh this was surely was going to be worth watching. A slighy jingling of trinkets ditected his attention back towards the box where the child was looking at him.

"Breakfast time now?"

......................................................................................

Scrubbing sounds was the most of what he heard as he kept up the cleaning momentum. He wanted to get done, collect his earnings, and get out of that chaotic hell of a home. The set back had made him take a whole couple more hours to fix, it was already probably in the middle of the night by how slightly darker it was outside. But luckily he was nearly finished. Just a part of the ceiling left-

The mop was promptly dunked back into the bucket and pulled out a moment later before being thrusted back up against the ceiling and rubbed against the black ashes remaining stuck to it. The anger was still burning in his mind but he couldn't careless. ....Unfortunately it blinded him to what would've been the soft jingling of bells coming up to him until he felt a tug on his sleeves. The scrubbing stopped and looked down to the small mass that was Jevil. Giving him a small smile-

"What doth thou want?"

The harsh tone made him flinch slightly but that didn't deter his new set of confidence. "Ive come to apologize, apologize for everything that's happened."

An anoyed but slightly confused expression came over him as Rouxls rose a brow. His attention turning back to scrubbing. "Oh lucky me... And what doth I owest thy pleasure?"

He didnt see the inhale of breath Jevil took. "I want you to forgive, forgive me. Let us start over, over. Please. Let me make up, make up!"

That made the worm pause his movenents and look back down to the hopeful face of the imp who smiled wider at him. Rouxls blinked....And blinked again. .. Before another annoyed look came over him.

"Really? I amst supposed to forget everythinge that has happened?" Jevils ears drooped slightly as Rouxls huffed. "Likest I wouldst do that- EEK!"

The mop fell to the floor with a thump and water spilt onto the floor. Rouxls scrambled back from the sudden flashing of pink in front of his face, in his hast knocking over the mop bucket and almost falling over onto his rear. Jevil admittedly was pretty startled from sudden reaction as well and just stood there. A couple shiny pink heart attacks floating above him at Rouxls's eye level.

He blinked upwards at the heavy form of the Duke in front of him-

"ART THOU TRYING TO GIVETH MINESELF A SOUL ATTACK?!" He pointed at the hearts. "I will nay f-forgiveth thou for doing that! Now...g-getest rid of them!"

Jevil did. Immediately. "Im sorry, sorry-"

"Stoppeth it! Just stoppeth apologizing." The worm pushed himself up from the wall as gave Jevil another annoyed look. "If thou was really 'sorry' thoust wouldst try harder and use that head of yours."

Jevil said nothing as Rouxls turned around to look at the new mess with a disgusted look, but he did hum and make a thoughtful expression a moment later. He might have mumbled something like 'Try harder, harder?' but Rouxls wasn't paying much attention so he barely heard. But he did see him back out of the room from the corner of his eye. Good. Now he could get done

He looked back down at the spilt water, wondering how he would get that cleaned up-...Wait. A pair of rapid footsteps came towards him, along with a small...battle cry. He barely had time to turn around before a purple blur slammed hard into his chest. They went to the ground like a sack of gems wind knocked out.

"WHONST THY F*CKETH-"

"FORGIVE ME!" A pair of yellow eyes stared intensely from his chest.

"WHA-" The smaller body of the darkner squeezed around his form face pouting against his chest. Rouxls struggled but managed to sit back up with the imp digging into him. "Absolutely not!"

His hands grabbed onto him and pulled. Hard. But Jevils limbs dug harder around him resulting in a panic running up the worm's spine and pulling harder on him. The digits digging into his goopy body was starting to hurt.

"Im not letting go, go until you let me,me make it up to you! You!"

"Thou art bluffing!" By now he was disparately wanting to get this thing off of him! He couldn't stand the way his soul was thumping against his ribcage- "T-Thou cant do this!"

"I CAN DO ANYTHING!"

Of course. What answer would he expect? He sat there and stared dumbfounded at him but considering that he was still clinging to him tighter than Lancer, and that pouting face was.....kinda cute.....UGH!!

"Fine!Fine! Thou can getteth off me now!"

He narrowed his eyes. "You give me your word,word?"

"Y-Yes. Now please-"

After a few more moments of looking at him suspiciously but slowly let Rouxls go. The worm man shakily stood up onto his feet while remaining eye contact with Jevil who seemed alot more satisfied and happy he finally got his way.

"Splendid, splendid! Hehehehehe! Im so excited,excited to hear that! I promise, promise to make you happy, happy!"

"I doubt that..."

But Jevil didn't seem to hear Rouxls mumbling to himself as he proudly skittered to the exit to the shop front. There he stood proudly and pointed a claw at the ever so calm Seam.

"One step closer,closer to checkmate!"

[mosviqu]

lmao yeahhh at least the self awareness is there it's something iguess😭

i just hope i will grow to like them one day cuz i dont want to let go of the 03liners💔 their choreography and fits were great but i just hope they will get better songs next time or sumn (sorry if there are any boynextdoor fans who are reading this) DUDE SAME I WAS SO HAPPY ABOUT HIM!!!! (jiung is amazingggg) AHHH IM SO EXCITED AS WELL this is probably going to be my fav ep from them judging by the previews or whatever they are called🤭 IM GLAD SUNOO IS APART OF OUR CREW😌JUST A GREAT ADDITION REALLY!! (ooo at least the number of 03liners that i know about is growing xd)

THEY SHOULD JUST HIRE U THEN ACTUALLY LMAO U WOULD BE THE BEST PROTECTOR!!! and now i know that i definitely do not want u to get mad at me🥸

so true but i think writing might be like that as well because before i sent u that ask i literally just didn't really write in english at all😟 IM GLAD U UNDERSTAND ME🥳 ohh god i'm sorry but that's kind of a funny story ur poor roommate😭 I HOPE U GUYS STILL HAVE THEM JUST TO WATCH THEM BACK AND LAUGH (or cringe)

the tiktok algorithm just knows how to get people hooked onto something:o AND YESSS HE IS SO ADORABLE!! i only know them as well in addition with yujin(youngest) and gyuvin(my beloved) but the poor three left just feels like i will never get them😭😭 2hours is just too long of a time istg

IM GLAD U LIKED SOME BUT I THINK I DID VERY BAD WITH THE RECOMMENDATIONS LMAO

(ajhdhdjfj dude when i read ur authors note i also almost cried i started reading it on my bus ride home so i think people thought i was crazy or sumn lmao) and also i can't remember wether i have replied to ur last reply on ur main or did i only reply to it in my head so if u would let me know i would appreciate it.-. (liebestraum anon💕💕)

no bc its so unfortunate i truly hope the next comeback is better 😭😭😭 im sorry boynextdoor fans it just wasnt for me sadly 😔 if the music is good we are more than happy to recruit new 03 line besties to the squad tho!!

THE CB LOOKS SO GOOD i keep hearing the song on tiktok and each time i think its out already and i go check it out and its not. this could be very well prevented if i just checked the cb date but im honestly too lazy so ill just wait for it to appear in my spotify notifs or something 😭😭

I AM THE BEST PROTECTOR its the aries rage and loyality ❤ also being the only daughter of the family helps SSHSJ. also dont worry i usually dont get violently mad at my friends i usually just turn petty on them so. no fights here dw dw AHAHA

no bc if i didnt have tumblr i just wouldnt use english much either LMAO also i feel like that every time i write a fic after a long time i feel like i turn rusty and i just cant get anything out of me 😭😭 takes me a few mins to adapt truly. also i would say poor my roommate but honestly she didnt know what major to pick so she copied me so thats on her 🤷‍♀️ (jk im glad we stuck together ive known her for 4 years now and if it wasnt for her i would be handling uni much worse than i am). ALSO WE DO HAVE MOST OF THEM but some got deleted 😔💔

LITERALLY the tiktok algorithm is my bestie but also my biggest enemy (have i mentioned that i got into wilbur through tiktok. :,)) but yes hanbin is the new love of my life thankyou. i am so excited for their debut TT lets hope i learn their names quickly AHAHA

YOU DIDNT DO BADLY W THE RECOMMENDATIONS I JUST NEED TO BE IN A SPECIFIC MOOD FOR NEW SONGS I GUESS 😭😭 i'll update u on all my next progress w the tbz listening party <3

:(((( crying is strictly prohibited with matters thay include me. /j ((also if u mean on rrxnjun,, i replied to your ask after u sent this one ?? Im not really sure ??? but as of now i have no more asks from u!)

[memento-morian]

oh man honestly didnt think wed get past round 1 considering my irl boyfriend is an actual person and not a blorbo from media which is a disadvantage on the blorbo from media webbed site

but its also the wizard website so i shouldve also taken that into account.

BUT! WE DID IT. WE MADE IT TO ROUND 2. WHICH MEANS... MORE PROPAGANDA. once again: he is gay, trans and polyamorous.

he takes me to taco bell pretty often just cause i love baja blast and sweet lightning (our taco bell is also a kfc so i can get both from one place) and he just. did that. and when i mentioned it was a date he hadnt even thought of it like that. he was just doing it cause he knew it made me happy. he doesnt even judge me for stealing a handful of the honey packets.

my grandpas old and i take care of him and he was in the hospital not too long ago and has been having problems so john came over and helped clean the house. he even steamed the carpets. he made TWO FULL SIZE pot pies for my grandpa as well when he came home. from SCRATCH and he bought all the ingredients with his own money. he didnt have to do any of this, but he did anyway.

he and his family invited my brother to christmas and new years cause my mom had recently left (my brother is underage) and they didnt want him to be alone for the holidays. he cried about it. dont tell him i told yall he cried.

anytime i feel unsafe or uncomfortable i can call him and hes there asap and ready to defend me if needed. he makes sure my family and i are okay and helps whenever and however he can despite him not really getting anything out of it. hes just genuinely kind even if he tries to pretend hes not.

his parents got married in vegas and both of us just wandered around together and didnt do much but it was still nice. we go to the thrift store a lot for cosplay stuff and even though ive gotten a pair of boots most times weve gone he always buys them for me anyway. he takes care of everyone. always. except himself, but thats why he has me and our other partners. hes so cool and funny and he is VERY ALLERGIC TO HORSES. but he likes them anyway and wants to get a farm. hes allergic to bovines as well iirc. but he still wants to be a gay farmer. hes a great cook and as much as i love every adventure weve been on, my favorite moments are still just the quiet ones we spend in his room playing minecraft together.

when my moms husband was around a lot he was there for me and calmed me down from panic attacks. when i hurt him a lot by accident one time he still was there for me waiting with open arms. even if i didnt deserve it. he helps me make phone calls cause they give me intense anxiety and holds my hand through everything. he lets me infodump about my interests even if he doesnt understand what im talking about and is more than willing to join me in them if i ask. he brought me mtn dew when i was in the hospital which was just a small silly gesture, sure, but it made me so happy. we fostered a kitten for a few days and he named her new york mets. she was a princess and is now with a loving family but we still adore her. he has two cats (that live at his house at least, since he also shares custody of my cat rusty) named monster truck and adam and he dotes on them constantly. even if he does call monster truck a bitch. because she is a bitch. every time were at a convention and he sees a booth with beanie babies he stops and scopes and usually buys at least one and we have to drag him away or else his fixation will turn him more beast than man for the rest of the week. he also loves horror of all types and so when i saw a custom beanie baby bear called The End i got it for him with jams help for christmas and it was a little late but he was so so happy about it

also... hes an artist and hes so amazing and talented. he can draw, he can sew, he can paint and despite everything? he stays silly. just like jam, i met john at a convention. my first convention, but my first was a few years before jams first.

i was still an egg. i was cosplaying davesprite. me and my best friend at the time (who was Not Great but i hadnt realized that yet cause he was my only friend) found our way to the homestuck corner and thats where i met him. he was immediately kind. my brother got his number and eventually learned that he actually lived near us and so he started going over all the time. i generally didnt go with. johns family was dealing with A Really Big Thing at the time so he was generally busy and his parents were being overprotective. my brother, who is too social and doesnt understand when he shouldnt be the center of attention, went to his family members funeral without being invited. he didnt tell me we werent invited so i was there too.

how poetic it is that our friendship really started to grow at one of his family members funerals, and years later, not too long after we started officially dating, we went to another together. a little morbid, yes, but i think its thematic. ouroboros. i was at least actually invited this time lmao. its been 6 years since i met him??? and i wouldnt trade a minute of it. not for all the money in the world. there arent many people i could walk up to and say 'do you wanna go gem hunting with me for a full day or more?' and get an enthusiastic 'yes' from, but he will. jobs make doing that kinda thing hard ofc but if it werent for that i doubt wed be home as much as we are cause were adventurers! we climb and hike and scramble and explore and im so glad i get to adventure with him. even if the adventure is mostly just navigating adulthood.

picture of me, jam, and of course the man of the hour: John The Wizard Himself at the 100 gecs concert we went to recently.

John battle 2.14

Johnathan the wizard (real life) VS John Smith (???)