#like obviously I COULD but... the contrast.......

[deonsx]

Hi there! :D

I was wondering if you’d do a scenario with Bachira, Rin, Reo, and Nagi having an upbeat cheerful girlfriend obsessed with Sanrio merch! (Specifically My Melody and Hello Kitty hehe)

Thank you sm!! 💕

I want cinnamoroll, good read!!! Nagi,Rin,Reo,Bachira

Rin Itoshi

Rin stood outside the bustling mall, hands tucked into his pockets as he waited. He glanced at his phone, checking the time. A familiar, excited voice suddenly cut through the noise

“Rin! Look what I got!” He turned to see his girlfriend bounding toward him, holding up a bright pink bag with Sanrio logos plastered all over it. Her face was lit up with pure joy, and he could already tell what was inside

“My Melody again?” he asked with a soft chuckle as she reached him, practically bouncing on her toes “And Hello Kitty! They had a limited-edition collaboration! I couldn’t resist!” She pulled out a pastel My Melody plush and a shiny Hello Kitty wallet “Aren’t they adorable?!”

Rin couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm. “Yeah, they’re cute,” he admitted, though his tone was calm as always. She grabbed his arm, holding the plush up to his face “You don’t sound convinced! Look at her little ears, Rin!”

“Alright, alright” he said, leaning away slightly but laughing. “She’s cute. But didn’t you say you’d save money this month?” Her face scrunched up, mock offended “What’s saving money when My Melody is on the line? Priorities, Rin!”

Rin sighed dramatically, but his lips twitched into a smirk. “Priorities, huh? Does that include dragging me into the Sanrio store every time we come here?”Her grin widened “Obviously! You love it there, don’t lie”

“I wouldn’t call it love…”Before he could finish, she pulled him toward the store, her bag swinging with every step. As they walked inside, a staff member greeted them, and Rin resigned himself to his fate. His girlfriend was already darting toward the shelves, clutching a pair of My Melody socks like they were treasure

“Hey, Rin! These would look great on you!” she teased, holding up a pair of Hello Kitty slippers “I’m good,” Rin replied quickly, though the faintest blush dusted his cheeks. She laughed, slipping her arm through his as they browsed “You’re such a good sport, Rin. That’s why I like you!”

Rin smiled softly at her, his usual reserved demeanor warming in her presence. Even if he didn’t share her obsession, seeing her so happy made every trip worth it. As they left the store, her arms full of more Sanrio goodies, she beamed up at him “You’re the best, Rin. Next time, we’ll get you a matching Hello Kitty wallet!”

He shook his head with a small laugh “Sure, if it makes you happy” And honestly, he didn’t mind at all

Nagi Seishiro

The rain poured steadily outside as Nagi lay sprawled across the couch in his apartment, his usual relaxed demeanor unbothered by the gloomy weather. Beside him, his girlfriend sat cross-legged on the floor, her energy a stark contrast to his calm. The coffee table in front of her was covered in pink and white wrapping paper, ribbons, and a pile of Sanrio-themed gifts

“What are you even doing?” Nagi asked lazily, his head tilted to watch her “Wrapping presents for my Sanrio exchange group! Look, isn’t this the cutest paper?” She held up a sheet printed with My Melody and Hello Kitty in tiny, pastel hearts, Nagi blinked at it, unimpressed. “Looks the same as the last one”

“It’s not the same!” she huffed, dramatically pressing a hand to her chest like she’d been gravely insulted. “This one has glitter details!”

“Ah, glitter,” Nagi said with a faint smirk. “Totally different” She pouted, but only for a second before her grin returned. “You don’t get it, but that’s okay. I’m a Sanrio connoisseur. It’s my duty to spread the joy” He hummed noncommittally, his attention drifting back to the game paused on his phone. A few minutes later, her cheerful voice broke his focus again

“Nagi! You should come to the exchange party with me!”

“No thanks,” he replied immediately

“Oh, come on! It’ll be fun! There’ll be snacks, games… and you can see my collection in action!” She gestured to the pile of meticulously chosen gifts. “Plus, you’d look adorable with a little Hello Kitty keychain!” Nagi raised an eyebrow at her, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. “Pass”

“Fine, but if you’re staying home, you have to help me practice!” she declared, shoving a small plushie into his hands “Practice for what?”

“For the raffle! They’re giving away a My Melody toaster, and I need to win. You’re going to pretend to be my competition so I can strategize” Nagi stared blankly at the pink plush in his hand. “…You’re really serious about this”

“Dead serious” she said with a determined nod, hands on her hips. “Now, pretend you’re about to grab the last ticket!” He sighed but didn’t argue, holding the plush up like he was considering it. She immediately dove forward, snatching it back with a triumphant cheer

“See? That’s how you win!”Nagi leaned back against the couch, watching her with a mix of amusement and fondness. “If it’s that important, why don’t I just buy you the toaster?”

“No way! That’s not the point! Winning it myself makes it special!” “Hmm,” he murmured, closing his eyes “Guess I’ll leave you to your special toaster dreams, then” Despite his teasing, when she turned back to finish her wrapping, a small smile lingered on his face. She might’ve been obsessed with Sanrio, but watching her light up over something so simple? That was worth indulging every time

Bachira Meguru

The bustling sounds of the arcade surrounded Bachira as he leaned casually against a claw machine, his golden eyes sparkling with amusement. His girlfriend stood in front of the machine, her hands gripping the joystick with intense focus

“Alright, My Melody,” she muttered, her tone deadly serious. “You’re coming home with me this time” Bachira stifled a laugh, resting his chin in his hand. “You’ve already spent, what, five tries on this? Maybe it’s time to call in the pro”

She shot him a playful glare. “Excuse me, pro! I’ve almost got it. I just need the perfect angle” Bachira’s grin widened as he leaned closer “You sure? I’ve got a killer track record with these machines. Look at these hands.” He wiggled his fingers dramatically

“Okay, fine,” she said, stepping aside with an exaggerated sigh. “Show me your so-called skills” Bachira cracked his knuckles, stepped up to the machine, and studied the plushie inside—a pastel My Melody with a sparkly bow. He squinted at it like it was a tactical challenge

“Alright, My Melody,” he said, mimicking her earlier tone. “You’re coming home with me now” With a dramatic flair, he maneuvered the claw with surprising precision, his tongue sticking out slightly as he focused. The claw lowered, grabbed hold of the plush, and… dropped it

“Oops,” he said, scratching his head sheepishly. She burst out laughing “Killer track record, huh?”

“Hey, the machine’s rigged!” Bachira protested, though his wide grin betrayed his lack of seriousness “Move over,” she said, stepping back in with renewed determination “I’ll show you how it’s done”

After another intense round of joystick maneuvering, the claw latched onto the plush and finally deposited it into the prize chute. She gasped, spinning around to face him “I did it! I did it!”

Bachira clapped his hands, matching her energy. “You’re amazing! My Melody never stood a chance against you” She beamed, clutching the plushie tightly “This is going straight to the top of my collection!” Bachira tilted his head, a mischievous glint in his eye. “You’re forgetting something, though”

“What?” He pointed to himself. “You gotta name her after me “Bachira Melody” She rolled her eyes but couldn’t help laughing “Fine, Bachira Melody it is” He slung an arm around her shoulders as they walked out of the arcade, his other hand playfully poking the plushie. “Now she’s part of the family. But don’t forget—next time, I’m winning”

“Sure you are,” she teased, leaning into him with a smile. With Bachira’s cheerful and playful energy, every outing felt like a mini adventure—even if it was just rescuing a plushie from a claw machine

Reo Mikage

Reo adjusted his tie as he walked into the café, the jingling bell signaling his arrival. He scanned the room until his eyes landed on his girlfriend, sitting at a corner table. As usual, her energy was radiant—and so was her collection of Sanrio merchandise spread across the tabletop “Reo, over here!” she called, waving excitedly

Reo chuckled, making his way over “You brought your entire Sanrio shop with you?” She gasped, feigning offense. “First of all, this is only the essentials. Second, look at this!” She held up a My Melody-themed planner. “It’s got stickers, a pen, and a charm! Isn’t it adorable?”

Reo took a seat, leaning on his hand as he inspected it. “It’s cute” he admitted with a fond smile “But didn’t you just get a Hello Kitty planner last week?”

“That one’s for work. This one’s for personal stuff” she explained matter-of-factly, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Reo smirked “Of course. My mistake”

As their drinks arrived, she pulled out yet another item—a sparkly Hello Kitty cardholder. “Oh! Guess what I did? I signed us up for a Sanrio-themed cooking class! Look!” Reo blinked, momentarily caught off guard “Cooking class?”

“Yes! We’ll make cupcakes shaped like Hello Kitty and My Melody!” She beamed, sliding the brochure across the table. Reo picked it up, reading the details. “You know I’m not much of a baker, right?”

“That’s okay” she said with a wink. “I’ll do the decorating, and you can handle the boring stuff—like mixing” He laughed softly, shaking his head. “Why does it feel like I’m getting the short end of the deal?”

“Because you love me” she teased, poking his arm. Reo’s smile softened as he leaned back in his chair, watching her rearrange her Sanrio merch like it was a prized treasure. “You know, if I wasn’t careful, you’d probably turn our whole apartment into a Sanrio showroom”

“Not a bad idea!” she said, grinning mischievously. “We could have My Melody curtains, Hello Kitty cushions—oh, and Keroppi mugs for the kitchen!”Reo sighed, though there was no real annoyance behind it. “Just don’t turn my office into a Sanrio shrine”

“No promises” she teased, resting her chin in her hands “But really, you’re okay with the cooking class?”

Reo leaned forward, reaching out to gently ruffle her hair “If it makes you happy, I’m okay with anything. Even cupcakes shaped like Hello Kitty” She giggled, clasping her hands together “You’re the best, Reo!”

“I know” he said with a playful smirk, taking a sip of his coffee. And as she started planning out their next Sanrio-inspired adventure, Reo couldn’t help but feel a warm satisfaction. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and indulging her whims was just another way he showed how much he cared

Enjoy!

[frostbitepandaaaaa]

The Beacon - a Rebelcaptain Secret Santa Fic!

merry christmas my dear @incognitajones! i hope it was full of peace and wonder and that you were able to relax, see some loved ones, and give and receive some very special gifts! this is my very special gift to you, my friend! i hope you enjoy my interpretation of cannon-verse different first meeting! i had (and am having) so, so much fun with this prompt and i hope you have half as fun reading it!

many many thanks goes out to @quarantineddreamer for the near-constant encouragment, relentless sprints, and lovely key-smashing. also, as always, my lovely, lovely friend @justwandering-neverlost is the one to thank for the lovely moodboard! thank you so much, my love, for lending your talent to making this gift all the more special! <3

PREVIEW

He had fought well, injured as he was. Had fought with the skill of someone who’d obviously had formal training, but had also fought with the scrappiness and ruthlessness of someone who’d obviously had to fight for their life before. And yet… he had spared her when pretty much anyone else would have shot her dead the moment they’d gotten the upper hand. Just as she had tried to do to him.

“You coming?” his (certainly not pleasantly) accented voice comes echoing from the gloom he had wandered into. She’d been trying to place that accent, but had so far been unsuccessful and she certainly isn’t going to just ask. He halts in his progress, turns back to look at her questioningly. A single shaft of silvery, shivery storm light bands over half of his face, throws his sharp features into stark contrast. He throws his hand out in a ‘what’s the hold up?’ sort of gesture that sends a rush of hilarity up her spine. He’s acting as if this had been the plan all along.

This is such a terrible idea. She couldn’t, shouldn’t, trust this strange man to not try to kill her, abuse her, or any number of other horrible things, anymore than she could trust a rancor to not tear her to shreds. Couldn’t and definitely shouldn’t rely on this man who obviously had a screw or two loose to help her like he seemed so intent upon doing.

People don’t help. People are not kind— or at least not kind for nothing. There’s always a catch.

read it on ao3!

tagging @therebelcaptainnetwork

[adobe-outdesign]

Did you review Chien-Pao, Chi-Yu, Ting-Lu and Wo-Chien? (I looked in the Pokémon reviews tag, but couldn’t find them). If you have already covered them, could you instead review their shiny forms?

They were already reviewed here, but as for the shinies:

Chien-Pao: Chien-Pao's shiny is... okay. On the plus side, it's super high-contrast and really stands out from the original, but on the minus side, brown is kind of an odd choice; rather than reading as snow and ice, it reads like mud (or at least very dirty snow). It kind of fits with the dark typing, but doesn't feel very natural or work super well with the concept. I also feel like the markings/ice crystals are a bit too high-contrast here, while the fangs get lost.

I think an easy alternative to this would've just been to switch around Chien-Pao's normal palette; make the crystals white and the snow a deep blue, which would've still stood out but might've felt better with the ice idea. Still, you can tell it's a shiny and it's not garish or anything, so I'm not going to complain too much.

Wo-Chien: Wo-Chien's shiny goes for the classic green-to-red grass-type swap, and it works pretty well. Outside of obviously being shiny, I like how the colored vs brown leaves on the body swap places compared to the original, which is a nice touch. I do think they should've adjusted the rest of the colors a bit more though; the brown they're using for the leaves has a green undertint, which works when the leaves are green but not so much when they're red, and the "shell" feels like it could've been a deeper, warmer brown. Regardless, pretty good overall.

Ting-Lu: I like the concept behind this one—Ting-Lu is normally brown earth with a green bowl, so they simply swapped the orange/brown areas with green to match, which works conceptually and obviously fits the theme as it's just using a reduced palette. The brown and teal work nicely together as well, and it can still easily be ID'd as a shiny.

Chi-Yu: Another classic swap, this time going for the fire-type red-to-blue option. Unsurprisingly, it works really well; it fits the heat concept (blue fire being hotter than normal), it's easy to tell apart from the original, and it works well with the pre-existing teal. The additional touch of making the fin tips black is also nice, and shows a lot of thought behind this shiny.

Overall: Some pretty good shinies, all of which are distinct from the originals and have some decent color picks that work with their concepts. Chien-Pao's is the weakest, but still not terrible or anything. Good stuff as a whole.

[blujayonthewing]

the one downside of giving melliwyk white hair is that I can't do her hair with things like these

or these

[fredoesque]

see the THING about goodsir and stanley is that goodsir may be way less inclined to act cruelly but he has a far greater capacity for it.

[benbamboozled]

I would actually kind of like the “becomes a doctor and takes over Leslie’s clinic” story…for Damian.

NOT because I think it would be ~ethical~ or idk whatever-the-fuck.

I just really love the concept of Damian having this “I HAVE A BIG IMPORTANT DESTINY” backstory/lineage/bloodline …

…SON OF THE BAT, and all that jazz…

But when he connects with Gotham and the people in it—because Batman should be connected to the people he’s protecting—Damian realizes that he doesn’t actually WANT “his” destiny.

And it’s not about rejecting Batman or his father or his mother or anything like that, but instead about taking what he’s learned and what they’ve given him and shaping it to fit himself.

[dykejugheadjones]

there is a special place in hell for season eight of supernatural

[one-little-nerd-stayed-home]

On an above the table level I have to say what a joy it has been to watch this specific cast play a ttrpg because they all have such a distinctive style of gameplay that mesh and contrast with the rest of the table so interestingly.

Like there's Freddy vs Alex obviously but even watching Siobhan vs Freddy is neat because they're both playing loud and dramatic characters but handle it so differently or Hank vs Danielle who both play So So Smart (not that the others didn't but the strategy from those two was just neat) and Trapp and Alex's commitment to their characters respective bits.

And like obviously people never shut up about Brennan's GMing but the man truly does understand how to run a game and manage a table of players.

And it was just such fun to watch them all bounce off of eachother.

[heartual]

had such a good experience with surgery today i can’t even fully explain

[skrunksthatwunk]

ok i know everyone says "love like you is soooo xyz shipcore" but i need you to know it's kuwameshicore to me. song's got yusuke written all over it arright. in case you don't have the lyrics memorized like i do here they are

[st4rstudent]

Giant cornplate post here but I'll get my thoughts out anyways. I really like how even visually Mac and Winn are contrasting yet similar. Winn's main color is yellow and Mac's is purple, which are contrasting colors. Yet, they both wear green. And then both of them having glasses but they're different shapes (circle vs square). and ouuughhoguhgh. theyre good friends. i like them.

[sskk-manifesto]

♡

[icewindandboringhorror]

Recent game related things .. hrmm...

[lemurballing]

tangle is so fun because she is a juxtaposition of something collected and contained with something loose and free and in motion

she’s a rough brawler but she has a stance and a style. she’s impulsive and thrillseeking, but she wraps her arms in sports tape to protect them, a precaution. she longs for adventure and action but she will always need to come to rest at home with friends. she’s bouncy and restless, but she’s an intent listener and considerate. she’s got months of off-and-on experience fighting badniks, but is still so new to real Adventure.

and while there’s plenty of traits sonic and tangle share, you can’t reduce her to ‘girl sonic’ without neglecting something of her own characterization. she fundamentally wants something different out of life than sonic does, because she doesn’t need to be anchorless; she isn’t a backpacker, sleeping somewhere new every night. she’s more like a goose, or a frigate bird; flying free for ages and ages, knowing she wants to go somewhere, until time comes to call her back to her origin.

[avesomnia-inhoramortis]

How well-known are you in the Lands Between? Are you an obscure figure, or would you say you have a decent sized following?

I have... a bit of a fringe following, so to speak? Those who tend to find me, or who seek me out, are the ones in most dire need of rest. Someone is in pain, and then they find me. Perhaps they are part of a group in pain, and spread word of me. Slaves, prisoners, the chronically ill, those persecuted and dispossessed- all have good reason to find me, but it is hardly a... centralized thing. I have no official chapels nor holy days. I believe I have been mentioned in the books of Golden Order monks in the same breath as paganism, which is very funny to me.

I would say... I am obscure to those who live in comfort and means, but well known to certain groups. Which occasionally results in my people being treated as superstitious. A gladiator making use of my lilies might be laughed at, but of what consequence is that if it works?

People call me a saint, but I was never sainted by any official means, and I suppose that summarizes it best. I am a fairytale, in most of the ways that matter, and that suits me very well.

[cq-studios]

I think this is one of the most out there KH headcannons I have but wouldn’t it be fun that the reason Ven’s eyes are were green then turned blue (specifically in BBS) was because his darkness was taken out of him.

Or… well… let me explain lol

Like Pre-UX Ven had blue eyes, then he got possessed by Darkness, and his eyes turn green (because yellow and blue mixed together), then once Vanitas was removed his eyes turned back to blue. And now that Ven has his heart returned, they’d be green again since Darkness is back with him.