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Psssttt hey hey HEY.... There's a little preview thumbnail up on Mysteryben's channel right now for the bonus Mystery Skulls video that's premiering in 6 days YOUTUBE LINK HERE
#mystery skulls#mystery skulls animated#msa#mystery skulls higher#just giving people a heads up lol#if they're interested
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they tried to rebrand as The Criminals but riz is literally the city council's treasurer and also turns out people in their late 20s don't really name their friend groups. so now they're The Intrepid Heroes
#fantasy high#figueroth faeth#kristen applebees#adaine abernant#gorgug thistlespring#fabian seacaster#riz gukgak#yes this is sorta from the same thing Ive been doing for future!riz lol. that riz is the same design basically#just the above board sona#u can kiiinda tell which of the bad kids I have a very clear vision for their future design and which I kinda wing it for lol#kristen's tank top is white and the coat is galaxy tie dye btw. I didnt have the energy to express that in ink but thats the ult version#adaine I truly imagine to grow up to be the perpetual t shirt and jeans person but she carries her sword everywhere#gorgugs truth is that shes just hot she can wear anything. but I do give him the skirt hike bc I love him#I really like skirt hike... such a fun thing to put in designs. if ur garment has no variance in how it falls or drapes u can do it urself#this is also a little bit of an exercise in how much of an accessory I can freehand from memory#fig's bass I straight up did not fact check for. just rawdogging it memory only. same with fandrangor and adaine's crocs#I did write in my funny little document that gorgug takes up baking and is good at it bc I think itd be good for him#to do basically chemistry and math that also feeds people#out of them... kristen and riz would be Good good at it. but riz would get way too stressed abt the recipe and kristen bakes by#eyeballing the texture. fabian likes decorating but refuses to get anywhere near the heat of an oven. adaine isnt good at it first try#and is like well my effort goes to other things actually. fig Loves baking and Nobody lets her into the kitchen#idk why this manifests so clear in my head. must be bc of recent foccacia events#living in the subtropics is hell for baking nobody try it ok? I tell u
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I'm not sure if this will take off but I'd love to be indulged. I just read through an old reddit thread where butches talked about what colognes they wore and liked, and got to thinking that it'd be fun to do the same.
#the archivist inquiries of the public#tumblr polls#polls#poll time#also honestly i'm a bit of a frag head#if that's the proper term#which i didn't used to be but then i started enjoying more and more being a pleasant sensory experience for people#and also sometimes the reactions of the girls gays and theys is. ahem. quite nice too#also i love wearing cologne and doing it better than men#it's like dress up but it isn't but if it makes homophobes mad then yes it is and i'm flipping them off while i do it#archivist talk#personally in my collection i've got one million lucky valentino's born in roma and then TF's oud wood and i recently got another#called bohemian lime#lush's lord of misrule is also ... mamma mia#i've got others but these are just the ones of note based on how other people have reacted lol#also shout out to old spice deodorant in all its many scents except for the part where it gives me a rash hate that part#lesbianism#dykery#butch posting#butch#butch lesbian#butch dyke#a butch dyke wants to know man talk to me#thatbutcharchivist
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we need to team up and beat him to death with hammers
#tag yap incoming#bananaart#bananamcsm#romeo mcsm#minecraft story mode romeo#mcsm romeo#minecraft story mode#this is just a quick doodle as i figure out his design in my hc lol#i deicded to give him a sweater because. tshirts are so fucking unnecessarily hard to draw for me???#like i CANNOT figur it out but wahterver i just wanted to post something goodbai guys#romeo the admin#what other tags shouldi clog#scratches head#evil british guy#i was so proud of this art that i even added my watermakr that can easily be covered up by a solid colour 💗😍#aanyways. THE MEOOO :3#i also tried to draw genderbend romo but it was NOT working out for me bruh#its tight... maybe some other day#keep rollin rollin rollin oh also once i figure out what to draw to accompany it ill post about a romeo hc i have thats been#floating around in my head for a while now its nothng groundbreaking but i thought it was funny#im not gonna say what it is because i love edging people have fun guys#my god theres a fly thats been in my room for like three hours now and ive been trying to catch it with my bare hands every time it flies#next to me i feel like walter fucking white in that one episode#lmao i like the bright airbrush that i put behind him. it makes him look like the archangel micheal or some shit okay i need to post this g#mcsm
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Softly, slowly, I want to love you anyway (Patreon)
#Doodles#ISaT#Loop#Isabeau#Siffrin#Sloopis Sloopis Sloopis#Top tier polyship heck yes#Poor Loop :'0 Give them love now!!!#Kinda-sorta inspired by my Loop fic - that transformation had to be difficult ;;#The ones with Isabeau are deffo more Star of Your Dreams tho <3 Isa's so sweet weh#Loop honey letting people in is like The Thing that will help The Most#Always deflecting giving outs letting people off the hook at their own expense :'( Pushing others away is easier than letting them see ;;#It's why Isa's such a good boy!! He genuinely wants to know to be close to see the real them - both of them!!!#It's work but it's worth it <3#And obviously Sif understands haha#If ever a pair needed some self-love it was these two like Sheesh#Loop still wouldn't make it easy hehe <3 They're just like that#It'd be so easy for Sif to accidentally hurt them and need to backtrack and it's worse because Loop would Get It#They understand each other so intrinsically and yet Sif still has - will always have - a victory that Loop never got to ;;#Even loving each other and sharing what they currently have it's still a painful reminder of what they left behind :'0 Loooop </3#They really are fun to draw hehe Loop's eyes are so pretty ♪ And actual sparkles on the dark gradient this time! Yes!#I debated whether I wanted their tears to be visible - blotted out by how bright their head is? But went with it for expression reasons#Gods can you imagine how beautiful their tears would be tho? Little prisms splitting up their white light#Although that would imply colour lol - I mean if Anyone Would have a bit of colour it Would be Loop sooooo#Hmngh love 'em
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emotional support wolf meets too-shy-to-live sneetah
#this particular image has not left my head since its conception and now i have finally drawn it#for those who don't know:#cheetahs are actually anxious AF and suck at functioning in captive environments#so some zoos have had success giving them Companion Dogs#friend dog is not nervous?? ah. then i do not nervous. i continue eat#i can't remember if this companion dog thing was supposed to also boost the cheetah breeding rate??#i might be mixing them up with pandas#now i'm just imagining the zookeepers introducing a mate for yakumo and he just looks to garu for affirmation#and garu is like 👍😄👍 in the background#so yakumo (newly encouraged) tentatively slinks away with the new addition#yaku sneetah with loooong limbs and ungainly large paws. yeah. shoulda made the paws bigger actually. MORE ungainly#actually.... should put karu in there too... TWO companion wolves...#they flank yakumo while he's eating so he feels secure LOL#there's another photo i saw of a cheetah and dog chillin with their trainers or whatnot#and the dog is SOAKING up the attention. splooting on the ground. happy as can be#and the cheetah is just awkwardly standing on the table like. help me. who are you people. i do not want to be here#*smooshes yakugaru together* THEY ARE!!! HELPING EACH OTHER!! BE BRAVE!!!!!!!!#nu carnival yakumo#nu carnival garu
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Varadha touching his nose ring while looking at Deva, remembering the time when Deva himself that put it there for him with his own blood in his hand, remembering the fact that it was Deva who protected and kept his "little honor" intact.
#salaar#varadeva#prithviraj sukumaran#varadha rajamannar#devaratha raisaar#what deva didn't know was the fact that putting a nose ring on a mannar yourself in front of many people as their witness#was considered as wedding ritual#that's why Varadha was holding his breath because there's also blood in deva's hand to seal the oath#lol in Varadha's heart he considered himself a married man#but Deva didn't know that#no one told him#this is obviously made up custom I think in my head lmao#funny scenario in my head is that Varadha was staring so intensely at Deva wondering if he should stop him or not#contemplating in his head if he wanted to be married at such a young age#but in the other hand he didn't want to embarrass Deva in front of many people because he was determined to put the nose ring himself#every mannar knows that Deva was Varadha's husband as well#the only one who's left in the dark was Deva perhaps if he told his mother about the detail his mother might tell him#he clearly told the event after his mother asked him how did he got the electric scars#but of course between Deva and Varadha both never mentioned the part where Deva put the ring on#that's why the first thing that he did when he met deva was to run into his embrace#he was like I didn't have to feel like a widower anymore my husband is here after 25 years alive and healthy#then he also didn't hesitate to sleep on Deva's lap#he is his husband after all#who's going to tell Deva that he's a married man#thinking about older Varadha trying his best to give a hint for Deva to consummate their marriage#they have waited long enough#25 years he has been waiting for him and he only has a little patience left especially if his Deva has grown into such a fine strong man#Deva of course never shy away from Varadha’s touch#but he also never do it more than that only a cuddle and a kiss on his neck one time and never more was he not into varadha the same way#just imagine the misunderstanding the chaos the pining and just how confused they both feel like bad communication at its finest
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It’s back again! today’s the day! today is…
WEIRD GIRL WEDNEZDAY!!!
ALWAYS remember… just keep it in mind… that SHE ^ !!! (michael) ⬆️
is WEIRD.
a weird girl…
#the monkees#mike nesmith#michael nesmith#weird girl wednezday#so many like… search and find the michael in the images lol#sorry about that#it’s getting harder and harder to find more creative little ways to format the weird girl wednezday posts lol#maybe some repeats from last week but whatever. i have so many images of him idk which ones i used when. there are so many images oh my god#like weird poems#weird poems of a weird girl#i try to give them some kind of flow but idk if people pick up how i say it in my head yknow?#but maybe you don’t know#as i was just talking about#okay goodnight. i am posting this right at midnight and should really finish the random thing im reading about the beatlesand then go to bed
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How to reference 🖍️ update
Got distracted and made an update for the "How to Reference: The difference between Tracing, Copying and Referencing" guide I made a few years back. Please enjoy some new examples of tracing, copying and referencing in a variety of styles (still images available via the link above).
Also a new Photo Manipulation example.
Original Photo(s) by Sas R. - #1, #2
#wasn't sure how I wanted to go about sharing this update so just throwing this out here in gif form to save space ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ#small heads up; toyhouse has Light Mode as default for logged out users/visitors and it's Very Bright so be prepared for that...#how to reference#art tips#kreftropod#kreftropod art#gif#wolf#artist things#still unsure what to tag this 2 years later lol anyway#hope this is able to help at least a few people out there <3#being able to switch artstyle on a whim is great for producing many examples. Will make more whenever next I feel like it#also added a small paragraph under “FAQ - How do I give proper credit?”#about supporting your fellow human artists against AI-art by not posting someone else's' art without permission and proper credit.
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i think ichiro’s sentimental enough to see his life flash before his eyes as he’s falling to his doom (falling off the rodeo ride lmao) and think kuukou reaching out to save him was a lot like kuukou reaching out to him in the first place lol (and lowkey saving him then)
#vee queued to fill the void#and putting aside sentimentality lol kuukou’s strength like bruh 😫😫😫😫😫😫#able to pull ichiro’s weight up from the force of being thrown off a bull ride and gravity liiiiiiiiike?????????#what’s that calc lmao?????? what’s that measurement for kuukou’s power?????#if i could understand all of those considering looks that ichiro gives kuukou lol like i love the way he silently processes people#and more times than not he starts looking at them anew when they’ve done something that speaks to his soul lol#like the way he just stares at samatoki when he offered all he did lol or those moments where samatoki reaches out to him#or seeing his brothers grow before his very eyes#or kuukou just baring his heart naturally and those moments of sacrifice#i’d love to know what goes on in his head when he’s watching someone lol
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my opinion on the Blake lively situation
#okay so I never HATED Blake lively#but I did have a feeling about her#so I’d always like purposely not interact or view any interview or anything of hers that came up on my feed#I DON’T like Ryan Reynolds and never have#I just find him a try hard and annoying#and I did not like the couple of Blake and Ryan#they just seemed soooo pick me#so yeah I tried to just ignore the whole downfall of Blake lively that’s been happening#bc sometimes I just don’t care to comment or learn about celeb drama#BUTTTT ofc i got sucked into it#and not Blake tryna have a Margot Robbie in Barbie moment 😂😂#‘bring your girlfriends and wear florals!1!1’ GIRL MARGOT NEVER TOLD ANYONE TO WEAR PINK TO BARBIE IT WAS A NATURAL THING#not to mention I didn’t even realise this movie was about domestic violence as I’ve never read the book#and it was NOT being marketed as one thanks to Blake and Ryan#also why did Ryan have to get involve#ALSO this morning I saw the interview from 2016 where Blake is being rude to the interview#and oh my god it’s awful like SHE FIRSTLY FAT SHAMES HER OFF THE BAT NO HESITATION#then proceeds to ignore the poor interviewer#like doesn’t give her eye contact AT ALL#which I felt so bad for the interview bc I’ve BEEN THERE#this is why I’d hate to be a celeb interview bc imagine getting treated like a third rate individual by these big headed LOSERS who think#they’re better than you just bc they’re famous#I could NOT#anyways also Blake tried to have a whole feminist moment when the interviewer asked her about the clothes she wears in the movie#‘would anyone ask the men about the clothes’#UM BITCH YES??? COSTUMES??? IN FILM?? IS A THING ???#also can I just say Blake has always had the worst hair ever and the fact she has a hair care line is insane bc SHE IS KNOWN TO HAVE BAD HAI#and I never thought her fashion was good like even when people were simping over her met gala outfits I NEVER EVER SAW THE VISION#anyways yeah lol#the interviewer thing triggered me lowkey like HOW RUDEEEE
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they just met why is kara always going on about how lena needs to give her more and more? maybe that should be the end, they had a nice time , we got nice smut and they parted ways. i get why kara doesn't see them working but idg what lena is seeing in kara long term beyond her being 'normal' i guess that's enough with her life, even when kara was told that those pictures were from before they even met she still judged her and made all about how lena hurt her feelings, lena will have tabloids saying shit about her always and kara is right that they won't work long term, they don't work even now when they should be in the honeymoon period
Yall I'm writing this on my phone, my thumbs dont have that kind of stamina.
Also, as for what Lena sees in Kara... tbh I'm relying pre-exisiting chemistry that y'all know is there, even if I'm not the best at showing it here. I might embellish when I move it to ao3, but I might not.
But also part of things is that Kara doesn't really have room to shine, because Lena sucks all the air from the room. And with based looooooosely on the anne hathaway movie that sees them reuniting in like five years, I had to have them split in a relatively timely manner.
And also tbh, in case the "writing this in my phone notes" didn't convey this strongly enough-- I am pantsing this thing to the maxxxxxx. Not a single outline or bullet point in sight. Total stream of consciousness. As a rule, one can expect my tumblr stuff to be considered a stream of consciousness more than anything else. Do NOT expect it to be polished or free of plot holes.
Also also... it's a free story with our fave peeps? Didn't think it needed to be much deeper on this here tumblr dot com...
#lol sorry#this is ramble central#like.... you dont have to like it....#but i dont have to hear that you dont?#unless i majorly fuck up in terms of representation or a microaggression or whatever#i want to know about that#but if its just a general 'this isnt good enough for my tastes' thing#you cannot imagine how demoralizing this would have been if I had been in less a good head space#and then a bunch of people who *do* like it would miss out on the ending/more content#im sure you didnt mean this in a mean way#but if i were more depressed than i currently am#i wouldnt be able to see the lack of ill intent#i would just see “your story sucks and doesnt work what are you doing”#so maybe give it a second thought before hitting send yeah?
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Hello guys! Today I'm posting a super self-indulgent lil drabble based on @ancientschampionau 's RealAge AU! (This is non-canon!! Just a silly concept!!)
This is 90% just me playing around with the idea of the boys story from the perspective of a random monster who lives in town! Light is a flame elemental who runs a small garden of their own, but mostly works for Grillby in his restaurant. They don't know nearly *half* of the gang's story, but they're fascinated by what they do learn over the course of a few weeks.
Uhhh. No proof-reading or anything here since it's just me being silly- Thank you Ancients for not minding me butting my grubby lil hands in and doin a goofy with it!
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The day wasn't too busy. At least, it was never too busy in town, but sometimes it got busy in the little restaurant that they called their home away from home. Grillby's was the go-to spot for everyone in town, and some nights they'd have to bring out extra chairs just to seat everyone. Those nights were always the most charming, hearing all the familiar voices of their neighbors rise and fall like waves as they recounted their weeks.
Of course, Light liked unbusy nights just like this one too. Nights when they only had a few customers getting a drink or a late-night snack before they went home and hit the hay.
Right now there were just a few regulars who Light recognized. A bird monster, and a dog specifically were sat not far from them on the otherside of the counter. Light was awful with names, but knew that these two were here every night. ...And they knew the two always had some sort of drama they were eager to share. Grillby was less inclined to let them spread rumors in his earshot, but Light was always curious and willing to humor them.
"Ladies!" Light greeted the pair as they sidled up to the space before them, only the counter separating them. "How're you two doing tonight?"
Both monsters looked up at the excitable greeting, and they both seemed to perk up a bit at Light's presence.
"Oh, we're doing just swell, dear." The dog monster replied eagerly, her smile growing a bit. Light didn't miss how their flames reflected and highlighted the Grey that was growing around her muzzle. "We were worried we'd be stuck with your spoil-sport boss all night!" She teased then.
Light knew everyone was fond of Grillby. He was just likable like that. So when the bird laughed a bit, Light joined in.
"Hardly! Couldn't imagine a nice night like this without a good chance to hear the tea." Light assured them, which made them perk up even a bit more, "What do you have for me tonight?"
The ladies looked between eachother, before the bird monster made a little sing-songy whistle. It drew Light's full attention.
"We have a few newcomers to town!" She chimed, and the dog monster nodded her head in agreement. "They're staying with Sans at the moment. At least, that's what my son says he overheard!" She added. "That boy overheard a phone-call that nice Papyrus boy took from his brother, and it sounded sudden!" She sounded proud.
Light had to admit, they were surprised. Normally the ladies would tell them of a new batch of sheep brought in or a baby foal being born. On the more exciting days it'd be a scandal having to do with some young strapping man coming to town, but often that just ended up being the plot of a movie they'd watched that day.
Hearing names, though? Sans and Papyrus lived a little ways away, but Light knew of them. Hell, everyone in town knew them. The ladies had never tried to make a fake story about them, and Light was interested. New people staying in town with the brothers? Light had moved in from the city a few years back and they remembered being lucky they knew people here. If these newcomers were real, they were lucky to have the brothers to watch out for them.
"New folks you say? Have they been into town at all?" They asked curiously.
The two ladies shook their heads a bit, "No. Sounded like they just moved a few days ago." The bird monster answered.
The dog monster leaned forward, "I heard from the grocery that Sans was definitely buying a few extra things, though. Seems like they'll be staying a while." She deduced.
Light wasn't quite sure how right the ladies were, and they could tell they were going to try and dive into a guessing game that would most likely end up more insulting than insightful, so Light laughed a bit.
"Well, we'll just have to do our best to make them feel at home, right ladies?" They insisted a bit pointedly, and recieved nods of agreement that Light hoped were genuine.
They sighed, glancing around, already losing their focus as the women started thinking of exactly how many visitors there were, how they knew Sans, why they'd moved. The whole nine yards. And, admittedly, they too were curious. Light imagined they were probably just old friends stopping by to see the town before they headed on their way again.
It felt like hardly a minute had passed when they felt a hand pat their shoulder. It jolted them from their thoughts, and they realized that Grillby was back. They didn't need him to say anything to know it was getting close to closing time, and they scurried back towards the kitchen so they could start cleaning up for the night. And among their chores, the thoughts of newcomers in town faded, overlapped by just how many dishes they had piled up.... curse their laziness.
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It'd been a month or two since the ladies in the restaurant had brought up Sans' new house-mates. At first Light had been sure they were temporary, but the assumptions of them staying seemed to be true. Light had heard just about every update on them directly from the ladies, anytime Grillby gave them the chance to ask.
Apparently it was five new skeleton monsters, all of them staying with Sans. Or, Crop. They were calling him Crop now, something about skeleton naming conventions. Four of them were adult guys, and from what Light had been told, they were a bit imposing. The fifth, though? A babybones. From what they'd heard, it was a little boy that the four adults had showed up with. That kid seemed to be their pride and joy, and maybe even what brought them to stay with Crop.
Light had seen a few of them out in town a few times, just in passing. The one with the hole in his skull was the first one they'd spotted out in the wild, helping Crop with errands. Then there was the one with the dark magic leaking from his sockets. His soul being on display was a bold choice, but Light hadn't had much time to oogle him, as he'd just been walking out of the market as Light was walking in.
They heard a rumor about the one that always seemed serious, a red scar under one of his sockets, but Light hadn't had the opportunity to spot him yet, and they'd seen the babybones across the street once, tucked in the arms of the one who always seemed to wear a hood.
Light really didn't like to pry into people's private lives, but there was just so much talk swirling around that it was hard to not get at least a hint of new news daily. Like, when they were shopping for a new shirt (they ripped their old one trying to climb up a tree and grab a piece of their laundry that had escaped the drying rack) they heard the shop-owner talking about how adorable the new little family in town was to the person in-line before them. When they were hanging out with some pals, their buddy said the hooded one had fixed his janky-ass cash register in just a few minutes. That thing had been broken longer than Light was in-town! And just lately they'd heard that Gerson was giving all of them high-praises.
Of course, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. No one knew where they came from, and they didn't tell either. Some people were weary, monsters with injuries like those? With the tired looks on their faces when they weren't really thinking about it? Monsters like that surely spelled trouble... but Light wasn't there to judge. They felt like an outside observer just piecing things together haphazardly as new information was thrown their way.
...and then they broke their lights.
Okay, in their defense it wasn't actually the lights themselves. Something in the wiring had fucked up while they were at work, and they came back to a pitch-black farmhouse and a shitty housemate who'd scared the hell out of them by jumping out from under the table as they passed by.
N, their awful (or Funny, as she'd put it) housemate had apparently gotten back from her own work and found the house like that, and she'd changed out all the lightbulbs before sunset. But, they didn't keep matches. Or lanterns, really. And she didn't know where to find the flashlight or her phone in the pitch black, so she'd decided waiting in the dark for her walking-torch of a friend to return was the best plan.
And, apparently, N had somewhere to be in the morning, but she'd already phoned in an electrician to come figure out where things had gone wrong and fix it by the time Light was awake to find the note she'd left about it. Joyous day, Light loved those electricians. Not.
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One dreamless sleep and a tired morning. Light was in the kitchen, dressed in their work uniform and tiredly shoving a piece of fresh cantaloupe in their mouth, when their door knocker banged against the wood of the front door.
Weird, the electricians always dragged their feet. One glance at their phone revealed that this one was only a few minutes behind schedule.
They wandered to the door, gulping down their hasty breakfast before swinging the door open, and-
That was not a big city electrician. That was, in fact, the new guy in town with the hood that fixed Gerson's, like, entire house. Wow. Light wasn't expecting him, N could've at least warned them!
"Oh, good morning!" They unwittingly shifted gears, turning up their energy levels a bit, as to be welcoming. "I'm guessing my friend N called you about our electricity issue?" They questioned, holding the door open.
It felt like they towered over the skeleton. They couldn't see his eyelights from under his hood, but he seemed tired and slouched. Unenthused to be here at the very least, and at the most he seemed deeply offended by having to stand on Light's rickety old porch. His vibe check was not passing.
"Mm, yeah. Something about the wiring." He confirmed, seemingly begrudgingly. His voice was a little... quiet? That could've just been Light, though. They were used to the loud hollers of country-folk these days.
Light sighed in exasperation. "Yep! I'm sure she probably told you all about it, but the entire lighting set-up went dark yesterday while we were both at work." They agreed, stepping to move out of the entrance to their house, "Come on in, I'm sure you'll know better than either of us did."
The guy slipped in past them with a slight hum of confirmation, and Light noticed the toolbox clutched in one of his hands.
They trailed him after closing the door, and watched as he honed in on the nearest light-switch. Unsurprisingly he toggled it, clicking the switch on. Off. On. Off again.
Something felt a bit surreal. Light was convinced this guy and the other folks Crop was hosting were something like a urban legend, or a celebrity. They'd never been so close to them, and maybe it was a bit silly of them that they'd thought the guys were so imposing. I mean, this guy was in their house, and in just a few minutes he reminded Light more of a wet cat than anything the rumors about him or his friends had conjured up.
He seemed tired, and he did everything with this off-putting systematicness. He'd seemed fine with Light trailing him through the house, pointing out where the wiring went and connected and which switches did what. It'd just given them more of a chance to observe him.
In hindsight that was a little weird, but Light wasn't exactly the most normal monster in the world, so whatever.
But truly. This guy seemed small, and a bit thin compared to the others they'd seen from afar. He was ultra quiet, probably the quietest person in town, and even though Light never saw his eyelights, it constantly felt like they were the one being scrutinized, and not the other way around.
And, just like that, the skeleton had hummed and begun unscrewing a lightswitch plate just outside of N's room. Light watched curiously as he peeled the old cover back from the switch, and he poked at something with a nod to himself.
"The wires here are frayed, messed up the circuit." He voiced, and his words made Light jump a bit. The only sound for at least 15 minutes had been their steps and the crackling of Light's flames.
"Oh, seriously?" They asked meekly, seeing as he was already pulling some stuff out of his tool kit. Wires, it looked like. Maybe electrical tape too?
"Yeah. Rat probably chewed through it." Was all he responded with, and Light was once again left in that silent gap as they watched him work. And he was skilled, that was for sure. Light had half expected him to dismiss them so he could fuck around for an hour to waste their time like the city electricians used to, but in about 5 minutes flat he had the wires attached, and in a few more minutes the cover was screwed back in place.
A simple flick of the switch had the hall lights on in a split second. The shadow that fell on his skull darkened, but Light was too busy being impressed by his handiwork.
"Holy shit, they don't even flicker anymore!" They said in mild amazement, missing as the skeleton packed his supplies back up and seemed already prepared to go.
He led the charge back to the door, double-checking each light as they went, but they all worked better than ever now.
"Here, your pay!" Light suddenly broke their silence, digging into their pocket before producing a roll of cash that N had left behind. "Thank you for the help, man." They added, though they swallowed their need to offer him a cup of coffee or a quick snack. It seemed to them he wasn't compelled by the need for a classic southern-farewell.
He plucked the cash from theur hand, slipping it into a pocket on just jacket with a mumbled 'No problem.' before he was already on his way back out the door.
Thirty minutes or so, that was really all it had taken. He was like a spectre, in and out in near complete silence. Not abrasive, but not friendly... cautious? Yeah. In hindsight he did seem cautious.
Light decided in that moment that they'd be asking Grillby to give that man and his friends a discount the next time they stopped in.
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They were really moving into Gerson's old farm. Light hadn't seen that one coming in the slightest, but when Dani had driven past them with a load of lumber in her truck, with another few following her, Light had realized they were heavily out of the loop.
Luckily for them, their boss knew what was going on already, and he was already telling them before they got two steps in the door with the latest crate of their supplies.
"A delivery?" Light questioned the fire monster as he heated the crate out of Light's grasp. Light was young and spry, but Grillby was miraculously strong.
They eyed him curiously, eyes skimming his flames, listening to the crackling pops that danced away from him. Was he really...?
"Gerson's old place? Those guys really moved in there?" They questioned, though they knew that Grillby wasn't one for gossip. He was dead serious when he said he needed them to run an order out to the place.
Apparently, Ellie had insisted Grillby contribute to their little gathering, celebrating the new neighbors and helping them settle in for good. Of course, he'd obliged, but he didn't want to leave the restaurant unattended for too long. So, Light would be taking the orders that way instead.
"Alright, okay!" They laughed a bit as Grillby nudged them using the crate in his arms. All the supplies were stacked out back, and it seemed all the food was ready in the kitchen.
Light gathered the food carefully, stacking it securely in their passenger's seat as Grillby kept moving in and out of the building, each time with another load of supplies.
And then they were off. With only a slight detour past their own place, they made it no problem to the place they were meant to be.
...Luckily, the crowd wasn't big, and it wasn't hard to find a place to park on the driveway. Light could see a small group gathered in front of the building, and found that a few more were already on their way back to theur trucks. The Sun wasn't quite setting, but Light hoped they hadn't taken too long.
Swinging out of the driver's side, they rounded to the passengers and gathered the food along their arms... having four sure did help them with the load.
They kicked the door of their truck shut and moved as hurriedly as they could towards a familiar bunny monster. She and her partner were the only reason they were out here.
"Food delivery, still warm!" Light called out when they got close enough that it felt appropriate. Only once a few faces had turned did they grin and continue, "Fresh from Grillby's, he sends his regards to our new neighbors!"
One of the few of the group that was gathered was that skeleton with the magic leaking from his eyes. Light had, once, wondered whether they were tears but had since dismissed that idea. He always wore a wicked grin whenever they crossed paths.
It was that skeleton and Ellie who approached them, breaking off from the little group who'd seemingly been helping out. Though, Light suspected by now that it might've become a social hour as the sun kept dipping lower.
"Huh, today is just full of pleasant surprises," the skeleton voiced as he got within rang to stop and stand before Light, "And to think this is just in time for dinner. Now Horror won't have to cook!" He... seemed to be thinking aloud.
Ellie came up beside him, smiling at Light, "Oh I was worried that stubborn monster wouldn't send anything at all!" She voiced, "Thank you, Light, for bringing all this up here." She was already moving forward, and Light let her scoop one of the covered plates off their arm.
"It's no trouble at all. Least I can do to return the help is ferry some food to you hard-workers." They replied easily, though they didn't miss how the skeleton was looking at them now.
I mean, he'd been looking before, but now Light felt that same weird feeling of being watched as they had at their house. A glance revealed that the skeleton had an eyebrow quirked at them.
"Return the help?" He questioned idly.
Oh, right, "Yeah! Your hooded friend was a big help to me a few weeks back. Fixed up my house's entire lighting circuit in a fraction of the time the city folks usually take." They said honestly, "But, based on what I've heard I'm probably not the first one to say that." They laughed a bit.
The skeleton seemed to relax a little. When had he even tensed? Light hadn't noticed there was any tension in his form until his shoulders slumped a bit.
"Ohhhh, right. Geez, Dust's met half this town and doesn't tell us anything." He mused. Light just tried to file away that the hooded one was Dust. "Well, speaking of Dust, he's probably already inside with the others." He said then, tilting his head towards Ellie, "You mind fielding the rest of these guys? Meet us back inside for dinner?"
Ellie assured this guy that she could handle it and passed off the plate she'd taken to him.
Light wasn't exactly informed on what was happening, but the skeleton just nodded for Light to follow him, and they did.
They passed the last few folks catching up and cleaning in the lawn before climbing some steps onto a porch. Then the skeleton swung the door open, and Light slipped in behind him easily. It felt like any other delivery to any other residents of the town. Familiar and practiced, even though they'd never even gone past the drive on this old property.
Inside the house was a bit barren, and pretty quiet, but that serenity only lasted for a few seconds before there was a call from the skeleton who led them inside.
"Guess who brought back the grub?" He called, recieving various voices hissing the name 'Killer' in various levels of frustration to his calling.
Light traveled into a separate area, a kitchen/dining room it seemed, following Killer with the meal, and they suddenly understood why they had so much.
Sat and stood in the space were the other three skeletons who'd moved in, along with Crop, Straw, and Dani. It felt like a family-reunion of sorts. The skeletons all seemed to be leveling Killer with frustrated and exasperated looks as he sauntered inside and set his one plate on the table before him.
"Killer, you gotta be more careful, Night was trying to get in a nap." Scolded one of them quietly, the one with the red scar under his eye.
And stood in the doorway, Light spotted exactly what he was talking about. Killer moved quick to approach the hooded skeleton, Dust, and Light initially missed what was curled up in Dust's lap. No, not what. Who.
There, tiredly blinking up towards the approaching Killer, was the babybones. He looked so comfy tucked in Dust's arms, and Light didn't envy him when Killer leaned and gently poked at one of his cheeks. "Sorry tiny boss, but we've got dinner to eat." He seemed to quietly amend as the little guy seemed unphased by the prodding.
Light had been a bit shell-shocked. Maybe it was the kid being so cute? Maybe it was exhaustion from a long day? Most likely it was just that they felt like a bit of an intruder on a nice family meal. Like there was an invisible wall separating them from the fondness permeating in the room.
Of course, that wasn't the case, and their arms were still keeping a few plates Wirth of food warm as they stood idly by. Watching as the room seemed to grow warmer at the presence of the babybones reawakening.
"Oh, Light! Should've known Grillby wouldn't come himself." They were jolted out of their thoughts by Crop. He acknowledged them, which brought a lot of eyes directly onto them. They hoped their flames didn't burn brighter in embarrassment.
They took a few steps inside, which brought them to just before an open seat at the table. "Great to see you again, Crop! You know how he is anymore about leaving the place un-manned." They voiced, trying to shake the gazes they could feel digging into them as they expertly laid the plates across the dinner table, sliding a few down the way with a practiced arm. "Besides, I would've been bummed if I hadn't gotten to greet the newly-moved in folks properly!"
They stepped back once the food was all arranged, but finally took a moment to meet the stares watching them. Killer seemed unbothered, already moving to sit. Dust would've likely been uninterested, but Light could see how the little one was staring at them. And the other two? The big one was alright. He didn't seem to mind once Crop had greeted them, but the one with the scar still seemed weary.
"Of course, I'll get out of your guys' hair so you can eat, but I heard people were bringing gifts, and my farm's not in season right now, so I had to improvise a bit." They said with a nervous grin as they popped open their inventory. A moment later, a simple black vase settled in their hands, and the room was lit up just a bit more.
They hadn't expected the surprised hum of surprise from one of the skeletons.
"Are those flowers, but on fire?" He asked, and Light caught that it was the one with the scar. They hoped that meant they could woo him a bit and make things less awkward.
"Basically!" The agreed. "Flame flowers, they're my speciality item I grow in my garden. They'll keep burning as long as you leave them in the sun and don't water them." They explained, before holding the little bundle of them out above the table. "They're non-flammable and the flames don't get hotter than an average spring day. The vase is stone too, better for them to last longer." They almost got lost in a rant about how exactly the plant worked, but reigned it in as they realized just how long they'd been talking.
"Mm, they seem pretty neat. Thank you." Came the voice of the one with the hole in his skull. "Would ya mind setting them on the counter there?" He gestured towards the counter behind them, and as they turned to place them, they realized Dani had begun talking about something. Maybe them, even? But they'd overstayed their welcome.
Dani or Ellie would get the plants back to them to get back to Grillby's, they knew that much.
They passed Ellie on their way out, only exchanging quick pleasantries before they split ways. The lawn was dark now, vacant besides Light's glow against the grass abd trees, abd their truck was the last one, parked a few paces from Crop and Dani's trucks.
They stopped by the restaurant to check in on Grillby, but he dismissed them for the night, so they simply went home. But, those guys... something about them was oddly familiar. Or, oddly unfamiliar? They couldn't place it, not with words, but all that really mattered was that they seemed to really have found a home here, just like Light had.
The town, with its many faults and troubles, seemed to attract the strangest people to call it home. That's what it was meant for though, right? This town looked out for its own. Maybe that was why it felt so right to have those five skeletons now living up on that previously vacant plot after so long.
#not sure if I'm gonna give it any of the normal tags lmao--#just thought it'd be fun to mess around with gossip flowing through a small town and how some people react to it!#and I do need to confess at Light is definitely enamoured by the gang#because they moved in from the city and can definitely tell they're not just any city-guys but like#they can't tell what's wrong with them because their Parent Energy is just *too strong*#it's blinding them to these guys being technically hella sus lmao#amyways I've been having a ball with RealAge AU and I love rotating them all around in my head 🙏#oh! abd I like to think that Grillby has had to put up with a good amount of sabotage in the past so he#doesn't often leave his restaurant unattended anymore (<- this is mostly headcanon but his place gives me Stardew Community Center#energy and I know everyone would cherish the meet-up place lol-)#okay that's all!
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I've been thinking about how white london probably has different kinds of physical affection to red and grey, I can't imagine hugging being common among people who are casual friends like it is in a lot of places here (I'm talking from the pov of someone from an area not too far away from real london so i get that this isnt the case everywhere lol) hugging requires a certain trust that the person you are hugging is doing anything nefarious with their hands - like stabbing you in the back for instance... so i like to think that in white london where trust is about as thin on the ground as magic, hugging is a massive declaration of trust in which you may as well tell the other you love them.
on an additional note it makes me wonder about what affections would be commonplace, would a kiss on the cheek be a more common greeting to someone you care for? would people give a short bow as a greeting towards an acquaintance? (both things very common in many places in this world too so not exactly strange?) or are people simply all-or-nothing with their affections, giving all their affection to one or two people who have their absolute trust and not showing any at all otherwise?
when it comes to greeting a stranger i was taught in my martial arts classes to introduce myself with both hands visible and to shake hands with both of my hands as a sign of respect within the culture so i wonder if that kind of action would be common in makt - dont hide your hands when trying to gain someones trust or they will think you are hiding something...
#part if this is because i wanted holland to receive a hug and then i wondered how he and then his world would respond to such a thing#ended with the hilarious mental image of kell giving him a hug and him being like “damn okay never knew you felt that way”#but that is very much beside the point#ive been spinning this in my head for ages and ive wanted to put it down somewhere#i love white london and know they are just normal people albeit very desperate to survive#and i can imagine a different world having slightly different ideas about affection and how and where to show it#maybe they wouldnt in public in case someone saw and used their loved one against them as people have paranoia drilled in from childhood#perhaps people hooking up in an alleyway would do it holding a knife against their temporary lovers thigh as a precaution or warning#so many thought such terrible ability to write them well if i had the patience for writing id be on ao3 but here we are#and im making memes and ramble posts instead lol#white london#adsom#shades of magic#holland vosijk
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COLORS
WOW
THEY'RE HERE
L to R, top to bottom:
@theosb0rnway, @punkeropercyjackson, @allyheart707, @paytato435, @karonkar, @friskyeee/@friskebits, @spicy-apple-pie, @zeriphi, @zee-rambles, @fanatess, @browless-donnie, @iisthings/@noisygardendragon, @mostlyvoid-partiallyturtles, @just-another-tired-gay-artist, @wingstobetorn, @chaos-potat, @justletmereadmycomics, @3mutantsinatrenchcoat, @winkwonkblog, @nosleep83, @phoebepheebsphibs, @elliwoods/@intotheelliwoods, @tinker-the-dragon, @artsymeeshee, @angelpuns, @theartofeverything, @randyzorra/@caaaaaww (I think(?)), ME ^^, @ghosty-0w0, @mikey-rottmnt, @purple-the-turtle, @zeawesomeness, @delicatechildwitch, @yelenapines
*looks up*
GOLLY GEE OSCAR, THERE ARE A LOT OF YOU!
Colors are all done! If you have no color, then it's either because your color scheme is monochromatic, in black and white, or there aren't any heavily 'distinguishing features' (I.E., something to make you stand out. No shade, I swear! I loved drawing all of you ^^)
NOW! Here's how tagging will work. I asked all of you if you wanted to be tagged and how, so here are the results!
TAGGED IN EVERYTHING:
Oz
Payto
Purple
Chaos
Kar
Three
Frisk
Yelena
Summer
Spicy
Artsy
Ally
Del
Avid
Avi
Ghosty
Corv
Starry
Andy
Fanatess
Tinker
TAGGED IN UPDATES FT. YOUR SONA:
El
Phoebe
I HAVE NO IDEA: (TELL ME HOW YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED (if you do want to be tagged at all!))
Zeri
Zee
Juice
Robbie
Tyrone
Sleep
Angel
Nym
Randy
Ze
NOTE: If you don't give me an answer, I will default to tagging you when your sona is featured, as I feel it is customary. But I would LOVE to get replies from you guys! Pretty please!!
*whisper tone* also pspspsps a good way to know when updates are would be to follow this blog if you haven't already pspspspspspsps
#moth's unnamed project#sonas#personas#other's sonas#my art#I... Need to come up with a name for this...#(disclaimer: I will most certainly mix up Ze and Zee at least once so here is your preliminary apology to you two!!)#same with Avi and Avid lmao#no shade to y'all- it was bound to happen with this many people lol--#just giving you a heads up ^^
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"tim needs to get a new mantle he didnt steal from his siblings" wrong. Say hello to the new huntress
#🙅nuclear family 'wayne' posters dni🙅#but honestly. why do you even want him to make his own identity#because itd be 'establishing his individuality'? because itd be 'healthier'? what are you a cop#honestly like its so boringgggg give me tim who crawled into dicks old uniform and stayed there until he got kicked out and then dragged+#Jason's out of the literal garbage or I don't want any#genuinely its really difficult for me to wrap my head around the idea of using TIM of all people in an arc about like. what.#establishing yourself as an independent new thing in an actually interesting arc that rings true for him bc.#hes always been pretty independent for all that he was the Team-Up Robin like#if he didmt have that connection in the form of taking on someone elses discarded mantle hed just up and float away man 🤷#dc#like he doesn't need to have... like nightwing but for tim drake#hes not dick lol.#however i do not want him to just be robin any mote#more*. Thats no good#in fact its horrible and im puking blood all over everyone involved#in making that decision#blergheejfggegh oh im puking blood on yuo <- pov you put tim drake#back in the robin suit
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