#interactions were spot on

[hootyhoowoo]

A little 15 min doodle but first post of the year has to be Bingqiu!

[share-the-damn-bed]

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✨ MANIFESTING ✨

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[yandere-daydreams]

would demon-form sebastian from black butler count as monsterfucking? or do the heeled boots take too much away from the needed ‘otherness’ vibe?

the demon-form might count, but i'd say sebastian generally is exempted from all monster-fucking shenanigans. it's made pretty clear in the manga that sebastian is probably the most normal phantomhive servant, which ties into his characterization as sort of a tool for ciel to use to sorta fast-pass fetch quests and social interactions. i think the fact that 99% of people in-universe agree that sebastian is a conventionally attractive demon and that he's actually one of the less ostracized characters in the manga tragically exempt him from all monster fucking activities, regardless of the sluttiness of any boots he may or may not be wearing.

[eebie]

How it feels to enjoy a piece of popular media with two conventionally attractive dudes in it as somebody who doesn’t GAF about shipping #CONTROVERSIAL

[soundleer]

Opinions on MysteryAcid (Jevin x OWAKCX)?

ooh it has been slowly growing into me as of recently. i was indifferent about the ship at first but the more i look into their dynamic, the more i start to see the appeal and enjoy it hyee

also mysteryacid is such a fire ship name when i first heard it and i love that for it hehe

[vaguely-concerned]

realizing after meeting eldrin how many parallels I've completely accidentally managed to set up between davrin and rye despite the fact that they're such incredibly different personalities and feeling an embarrassing swell of real tears rising up

[ghostcrows]

I miss the library :/

[spotaus]

Hmm. Tauverse concept post? Perhaps?

So, like, I don't remember if I talked a ton about Dream or the Stars in the original post for this, but Dream is my Special little guy that I project onto. Uh. Often. So here's a quick look at how he feels about his situation with Nightmare!

Dream, like in the og, was turned to stone when he absorbed the final golden apple. He was not conscious for ANYTHING after that point. Complete deep sleep style out of it.

So, when he wakes up finally? It's when Ink and Error are fighting in Dreamtale. (<- Error was planning on destroying a stagnant universe/piece of code, aka Dreamtale, while Ink was trying to keep that from happening because. Well. It's a story yet to be finished!) So when he wakes up and breaks out of the stone, these two adults who look like him (loosely) are fighting eachother. The universe is falling apart. Nim is dead and there's no sign of Nightmare anywhere. He's confused, and scared, and rushes back to Nim's stump best he can. And he watches, as Ink and Error fight it out. The villagers hurt his brother, hurt him, he doesn't want to get involved in this fight.

It's only as Ink realizes he's fighting a losing battle that he seems to field a retreat. Just. Uh. During the fight, Dream picked up on how Ink was trying to keep this place alive and decided he must be the one to trust. So when he goes to leave? Dream rushes to grip his scarf and gets pulled out of his universe, into the doodlesphere.

Ink was surprised to find Dream there when they landed, and normally he'd go back and drop Dream off at his universe again, but. Error got to it already. So, next best thing was to drop Dream through another portal into the omega timeline. (<- Ink was not exactly soft or kind with this 6 y/o, kinda just went ??? I didn't mean to take you with??? And then ditched him in an unfamiliar place.) Luckily in the omega timeline there were plenty of 0eople willing to help him. He was wary at first of how welcoming they were (he's actually extremely close with a Fell!Paps because he told little Dream to stay away and Dream did not listen a bit, because he preferred someone being openly mean to him over fake nice) but eventually he grew used to the community. There were a lot of monsters and humans willing to help him learn his magic and place in the multiverse.

As he grew up, he was under the impression that Nightmare was dead. That thing that tried to attack him *wasn't* Nightmare. That his twin had been destroyed along with his universe. And, he's right. The thing that carries Nightmare's name isn't his twin, or brother, or family. It's a different being entirely, not quite a monster. But, he didn't know it had escaped the universe. Not until he was older.

He had taken up helping Core Frisk manage new monsters (this is also how he met Color, Lust, and Outer) and get them used to the omegaverse. Some monsters who came through spoke of a monster, and several others, who were tormenting their universe before Error came through and destroyed it for good. It took quite a few different stories for the descriptions to strike a chord in Dream's gut. What they were talking about sounded Just Like that thing from his au.

His suspicions were proven true when he encountered it once. In a peaceful au he'd been visiting, Nightmare had appeared with his first Killer and Dust in tow. The three of them had caused havoc, and the aura alone sent Dream into fight or flight. Nightmare didn't pay him any mind, until he shot an arrow. This drew his attention. And Nightmare called him by name. Surprised he'd grown up. Surprised he escaped the universe. Surprised he had the gall to fight *now*. Taunting him. And Dream had to flee.

After that encounter, feeling the pain from the Killer and Dust, hating the new Nightmare? He swore he'd work to stop them. Restore balance.

He gathered some friends and created the star sans' with the intention of putting an end to this, capturing Nightmare, freeing his pawns.

Of course, Dream started off very zealous. He asked Ink, and his good friends Blue, Color, and Bird to join. They all agreed, and after several successful rescue missions, Dream brought on Lust and Outer from his old group to help as well.

It only started to go downhill when Dream and the others noticed Nightmare was killing his pawns. He'd added a horror, who was the first to fall and inevitably be replaced. Then the Killer went. Then the Dust. They cycled, and everyone involved felt desperate. They hadn't helped any of them. Hadn't been able to. Then the 2nd Killer, Color managed to get through to him over the course of a year. Slowly but surely talking to him in battles as the others ran interference. Proof that the monsters under Nightmare still had a chance! They could survive! But. Well. Nightmare slipped away from Dream once. He'd noticed the change long ago, buy waited for just the right moment. Just when they were going to escape. He killed Killer and Color, one easy swoop while they were distracted. He reiterated very clearly that his pawns were replaceable. Clearly, Dream must feel the same to bring in so many pieces for him to break.

They had to retreat, and everyone was impacted. Dream was nearly inconsolable, but even worse off was Bird. He and Color had been close, and seeing him dusted like that? He couldn't take it, instead of depression, he was filled with rage. The next time they went our, which wasn't long at all, because if they didn't go now then Color died in vain, Bird was reckless. He fought as though it was the battle in the Judgement Hall, taking on the new Killer which had been so quickly instated, and lost his life to a sneak-attack from the 2nd Horror. With one less body, it left them open to attack from behind.

Again, they retreated. After that, it was hard for Dream to get back on his feet. He refused to take any more recruits, offered the remaining the chance to leave. None of them took it, but it was there. And that leaves the stars at the 3 in the story. They still want to save Nightmare's pawns, but not at the cost of their own.

(Cross is a special case. Ink brings him in and while Dream doesn't want to make him a Star, he asks he stays with Lust and Outer, and doesn't let him out of his sight. At this point he'd still have Chara, and he'd be looking for a way to get rid of them, so he needs the help.)

I think Dream has trinkets a lot like Night does. He sees the items as marks of his failure to protect people who looked up to him. Nightmare, Color, Bird. For a while there Cross too, but Cross was 100% alive lmao. I just think he mourns stupid-style and needs the objects as reminders to like. Channel his guilt? If that makes sense? Sadness doesn't come naturally to him, like Happiness didn't come naturally to Night, so when he experiences it, it must be intense and burning. His downturns sockets are part of his character because! Well! He's making himself a friend to misery. Just like Nightmare is making himself a friend to kindness.

[franeridan]

the whole one hour and forty minutes of op stampede are worth it even just for that half a second of interaction between mihawk and zoro actually thank you and amen 🙏

[prjctdiva]

ran dzemael with a tank that clearly did not know about the whole crystal barrier mechanic, leading to this great interaction mid boss fight

[icewindandboringhorror]

Recent game related things .. hrmm...

[moeblob]

Lander: Did you just call my romantic options I give to Gavvin "a multiple choice test"...... Basil: Yes. Lander: It's not a test - Basil: If there is a wrong answer in your mind to the options provided, it's a test.

Lander runs a convenience store (he got it after his parents died) and he has a huge crush on very broke Gavvin who showed up one day out of the blue. And so Lander hires him and lets him live with him in the back of the store and honestly it's love at first sight for Lander. But Gavvin is much more "mmmmm kinda wary of you for hiring a guy off the street you've never seen before but I accept the job thank you".

Basil unfortunately is a teacher who has to not only put up with his teenage students but also Lander (and their very weird friendship) and Gavvin (very socially awkward new guy in town who asks a lot of questions to him specifically). Basil is chronically done with everyone while everyone is like "ah yes, he can help me with my problems".

[brutalmasks]

currently thinking about how, since bunny mask's head / sort of by extension her neck ( yeahhh, i'd say that, because she is NOT immune to decapitation ) are basically her achilles heel in the way that they heal muchhh slower than the rest of her body does + there have even been times where she didn't heal properly at all in those areas... that most of the scars bunny has are concentrated around there.

thus, if your muse is intimate with her in any way, then they'll most certainly be seeing those on her skin and i just 😭 it kind of hits me RIGHT in the feels — and i say this because there has to be a lot of trust there for bunny to feel safe enough to expose what is literally the most vulnerable spot of her body to them, you know? so yeah. that is one surefire way of knowing that bunny mask trusts your muse with her life ❤️

[radiates-confusion]

Met an adorable cat on my way home today, absolutely desperate for pets, but more specifically one's where the front paws has to lift up from the ground to bump it's head onto my hand. 10/10, very sweet interaction.

Also, a feature of sweet cats shy friend, who eyed me, and kept clear. Sensible choice, stranger danger and such. 8/10, very sensible cat.

[acourtofquestions]

"A decent attempt, but Celaena Sardothien looked a little more amused when she cut men into ribbons."

He knew-who Aelin was, what she'd been. Lysandra said nothing, and kept walking toward her tent. If she told Aedion, how quickly could Nox be buried under the frozen earth?

"Your secret is safe," Nox murmured.

"Celaena—Aelin was a friend. Is still one, I'd hope."

"How." She'd admit no more than that regarding her role in this.

"We fought in the competition together at the glass castle." He snorted. "I had no idea until today. Gods, I was there for Minister Joval as a spy for the rebels. It was my first time out of Perranth. My first time, and I wound up unwittingly training alongside my queen." He laughed, low and amazed. "I'd been working with the rebels for years, even as a thief. They wanted me to be their inside eyes on the castle, the king's plans. I reported the strange goings-on until it became too dangerous. Until Cel— Aelin warned me to run. I listened, and came back here. Joval is dead. Fell in a skirmish with a band of rebels by the border this spring.

Darrow plucked me up to be his own messenger and spy. So here I am." A sidelong glance at her, awe still on his face. "I am at your disposal, even if you're not... you." He angled his head.

"Who are you, anyway?"

"Aelin."

Nox smiled knowingly. "Fair enough."

Lysandra paused before the queen's too-small tent, nestled between Aedion's and Ren's own. "What's the cost of your silence? Or does Darrow already know?"

"Why would I tell him? I serve Terrasen, and the Galathynius family. I always have."

"Some might say Darrow has a strong claim to the throne, given his relationship with Orlon."

"I realized today that the assassin I came to call a friend is actually the queen I believed dead. I think the gods are pointing me in a certain direction, don't you?"

She lingered between the tent flaps.

Delicious warmth beckoned within. "And if I were to tell you we needed your help tonight, and that the risk was being branded a traitor?" Nox only sketched a bow. "Then I'd say I owe my friend Celaena a favor for her warning at the castle, plus saving my life before that." She didn't know why she trusted him. But she'd developed an instinct for men that had always proved correct, even if she had been unable to act on it in the past. Had only been able to brace herself for them.

But Nox Owen—the kindness in his face was true. His words were true. Another ally Aelin had wrangled for them, this time unwittingly.

[biitchcakes]