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[skipar00]

oh i missed painting..........

[veritasangel]

⋆ ｡⋆ fem pov ୨୧˚ warnings: slight nsfw mention of wedding night ↣ {wc: 1.7k}

older knight! simon - one︱two︱three︱four ︱five︱six - taglist is in the comments

↣ if you don't wanna read it all in one go, the dividers are a good point for that <3

The night was still, the complete opposite of the bustle currently ongoing in the castle. There was a lot of preparation going on in advance for tomorrow. The wedding day of the Princess would be a massive day for the kingdom. A day your Father feared would never come, but thankfully Simon had knocked you off your feet and honestly, you, him.

The soft glow of the moonlight filters through the window as you stand in your chamber. A playful smile tugs at your lips as you watch Simon linger in the doorway, reluctant to leave.

“Si, you must go,” you insist, trying to sound stern, but the laughter in your voice betrays you. “It’s almost midnight, and you know you can’t see me before the wedding.”

Simon smirks, leaning against the doorframe, his eyes warm as they hold yours. “I’ve faced down armies, my love. You really think I’m afraid of a little superstition?”

“Yes,” you replied with a mischievous grin, stepping closer to him. “Because if you stay, I’ll tell everyone that the brave knight Simon was too smitten to follow a simple tradition.”

“Then tell them, it’s not like they don’t already know.” he chuckles, the sound rich and deep, filling the room with warmth. “When people hear my name, they no longer imagine the feared knight. My image has already been shattered, reduced to a lovesick puppy. And for you, I am okay with that.”

As he speaks, he crosses the room and gently brushes a strand of hair from your face, his touch lingering as if he can’t quite bear to part from you.

You catch his hand, holding it between your own as you look up at him, your smile softening into something more tender. “It’s only until tomorrow,” you whisper, though the words were as much for yourself as for him.

Simon reluctantly sighs, leaning down as he peppers kisses along your jaw, “I suppose I’ll have to manage until tomorrow-” he practically whines, the dramatics not lost on you.

Reluctantly, he steps back, letting your hands slip from his as he turns to leave. But before he crosses the threshold, he pauses, glancing back at you one last time. “Sleep well, my future wife,” he says softly and you love how the endearment slips out so easily. You already know he’ll be referring to you as 'his wife' at any chance he gets after tomorrow’s done.

“Sleep well too,” you reply with a tender smile, watching him go, the door closing gently behind him.

The room felt emptier without him, but your heart was full of the promise of tomorrow, of the life you were about to begin together. You sighed, turning towards the window, where the moon hung high in the sky, serene and bright. Tomorrow, you would walk down the aisle, and everything would change.

It was funny really, you never dreamed about marriage before Simon and he never considered it until you. You were complete opposites in some ways, but also not so different at all, you both had come to realise.

As you lay in bed that night, sleep seemed like a foreign concept. Your mind was a whirl of thoughts and dreams of what was to come. You thought of Simon, of the way he looked at you, his eyes full of love and unwavering devotion. You thought of how he had become your anchor, your partner in all things. You imagined everything with him, even the sappy things you know he’d tease you about.

Your heart fluttered with hope and joy as you imagined the ceremony. The moment when you would stand before him, declaring your love and commitment for all to see. The future felt like a beautiful mystery, one you were eager to unravel together.

Across the vast castle, Simon too lay awake, staring at the ceiling of his chamber, his thoughts consumed by you. He had experienced so much in his life, but nothing had ever filled him with the same mix of joy and anticipation as the thought of marrying you.

He replayed your smile in his mind, the sound of your laughter, the way you had banished him from your room with that playful sparkle in your eyes. He couldn’t help but smile at the image, his heart swelling with a love that threatened to consume him.

And of course, you both dreamed of the wedding night. You longed to trace every line of his skin, to press your lips tenderly against the scars that told stories only his body could share. You wanted to know him in every way, to feel the warmth of his presence as you unravelled the layers of his strength and vulnerability.

Simon, in turn, imagined the delicate fabric of your white dress, how it would softly fall away, revealing the woman he had adored from afar for so long. He envisioned the way the gentle light would catch the gentle curves of your form, the way your eyes would hold his as you became one. The thought of your shared breath, your intertwined souls, and the closeness that awaited filled his mind with a longing that was both tender and bold.

The sun emits an ethereal golden glow that settles over the castle as the day begins. The halls buzz with activity, people rush back and forth, the final preparations underway. Even the Kingdom was hectic, everyone preparing to celebrate the long awaited royal wedding.

But in your chambers, everything was surprisingly calm. You stand in front of your mirror, dressed in a gown that flowed beautifully. The white a pristine look you were unfamiliar with and for once in your life, you feel truly nervous.

The door opens, and your mother steps in, her eyes softening as she sees you in your  dress. “You look like a dream,” she whispers, tears glistening in her eyes.

You smile, a genuine smile, though your mind was already far away, wondering what Simon looked like- what was running through his mind in this moment. 

“Don’t let your thoughts run a thousand a minute,” the Queen begins, knowing you too well as she gently as she tilts your chin to look up at her, “That man is head over heels for you, my dear. I saw him this morning, actually.”

“Has he changed his mind?” you immediately ask, worry crossing your face for a brief moment.

Your mother laughs, rolling her eyes slightly, “You two are both as daft as each other, nobody is running away. Not you, and most certainly, not him.” she reassures you.

“He actually wanted me to give you this-” she says, as she pulls out a dainty bracelet, waiting for you to extend your arm.

“What is it?” you ask as you oblige, allowing her to put it on you.

“Simon said it was his mother’s- a good luck charm, if you will. He wanted you to have it.” she says and you can’t help the way that makes your heart feel. A giddy smile on your face as you realise he’s given you something with so much meaning. Especially since you knew how much Simon adored his mother, how much she made him the man he is today.

You try to steady yourself, taking a deep breath. This was the moment you two had been waiting for, and now it was finally here, it was surreal, but you were grateful for it all.

The heartfelt moments with your closest family and friends slowly filter down as a beautiful melody fills the hall, signalling the start of the ceremony. The doors open, revealing far too many people for your liking. Honestly you’d just be happy if it were you and Simon, but you understand this is a must for someone of your stature. It didn’t matter much anyway when your eyes were only on Simon, standing at the end of the aisle, his gaze locked on yours.

He looked breath-taking like this. You’d have to thank whoever picked that suit out for him because lord knows it wasn’t him. For all he is, and all his accomplishments, you quickly learnt that style was not included amongst that list.

But you can't think about that right now, not when it dawns on you that this is it, the amazing man at the end of the aisle is about to be yours, forever. Your husband.

As you step forward, time seems to slow. Your Father’s arm in yours as your dress glides along the marble floor, moving closer to the end of the aisle.

Simon’s eyes never leave yours, as though he couldn’t quite believe that this moment was real. And when you finally reach him, it was as if the entire world had faded away, leaving only the two of you in this sacred space.

You laugh a little when you notice his nervous swallow, eyes watering just slightly as he tries to keep it together. But with the happiness of it all, you couldn’t stop your own tears from falling and that was all it took for Simon’s to finally fall too. He wipes them away before quickly reaching out to wipe your own, not wanting you to ruin your makeup with tears…at least not yet anyway.

The ceremony passed by in a blur, you both exchange your vows and make promises to each other, some general ones and others, very specific to just you two. But what you would remember most was the look in Simon’s eyes as he spoke his vows, his voice full of emotion as he pledged his love and loyalty to you for the rest of his days.

“I bind myself to you, in this life and the next.” He says lovingly as he slips the ring on your finger.

“And I, you.” you reply, your voice trembling with the weight of your emotions. “For all the days of our lives and forever after that.”

As you were declared husband and wife, Simon didn’t hesitate to lean in and kiss you. You were lost in the warmth of his embrace. Not even thinking about the crowd who were now applauding, or your family who were also tearing up at the ceremony.

You look up at Simon, hand in hand, his smile mirroring your own. He didn’t know what he’d done to have you as his wife, but now that you are, he’s certain that he won't ever let you go.

↣ the wedding night smut is going to be the most soft, sickly sweet thing ever and i'm not sorry about it

༄ cod m.list

© veritasangel ↣ 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴

[milkbobatyun]

xoxo, hugs and kisses: tomorrow x together

genre: fluff, scenario-based, ot5

summary: you are a simple person. you see a cute trend on tiktok for couples? of course you're going to try it out with your beloved tubatu lover. after all, who are they to say no to you?

word count: 2092

a/n: something slightly different to my usual taehyun-focused fics, this amazing idea came from none other than @yeonjunsfox ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) it took me a while to put together cus i wanted to post it with all the members together. i tried to make this as accurate as possible to their irl personalities (or at least from my understanding of their personalities) the images i've added are for visual reference and are not mine, credit goes to their original owners.

your inspiration came from your endless scrolling on tiktok one fateful night. it only took 3 videos of watching couples try the trend of the lipstick kiss challenge for you to be tempted into trying it with your own boyfriend and it went a little bit like this:

yeonjun:

it was perfect timing that you asked actually. he had just received a package from dior, requesting that he promote their new series of lipstick shades, so clearly, he was delighted you’d ask. 

he would definitely be super cocky about it. once he deemed that there are enough kiss marks on his face, he would begin an entire photoshoot, with you being his dedicated photographer.

under the street lamp, in the park, in the reflection of the nearby convenience store mirror, no matter where, he would be there, striking a pose and showing off the kiss marks.

in fact, when the cashier working the late night shift was greeted by the sight of yeonjun strutting into the store with you in tow and shades of red littering his face, the worker was both confused and concerned. what the hell happened??

seeing the worker’s confused face, yeonjun would grab your wrist, dragging you to the counter, motioning to the kiss marks on his face before pointing out your smudged lipstick.

“yeah, this piece of work, was made by them.” he gleefully announces.

hearing him brag about this to everyone he meets, whether it be some diligently exercising ahjummas, a young couple simply walking their dog, or the stray cat caught up in his mischief, it never failed to make you turn a shade of crimson similar to your lipstick shade, making your face burn and your ears heat up.

if you thought he was bad enough when you were doing the photoshoot, filming that tiktok for the promotional video was something else.

setting up the phone, you put on the perfect shade of red, pretending to accidentally smudge it so yeonjun would wipe it away with his thumb.

he did do that and following the script, leaned in for the kiss, with love and something a little bit more in his eyes.

when the both of you broke away from your kiss, it only took one look in the phone camera for you to confidently say that he smudged your lipstick even more than it was before.

you shot yeonjun a look of disapproval, but all you got in return was a cheeky grin.

you best bet that he would put the photos you took to good use, posting them on his instagram page as a hard launch of you.

soobin:

oh boy was soobin ecstatic that you had asked him to do the challenge with him.

with an excited little cheer, he would get everything ready for you, helping you to amass your collection of lipsticks, even offering to go out and quickly go buy more if you dont have that many lying around.

like yeonjun, soobin would want to take a photoshoot, but much more toned-down and subtle. he would sneak photos while you’re distracted with planting kisses around his face.

soobin’s long body is stretched out on his bed in the dorm, in a leisurely manner, while you’re perched comfortably on his legs while you begin to make your masterpiece

your plans of planting as many kisses as possible is disrupted by your new fixation on his squishy cheeks and cute dimples. even while you’re pinching and kneading his cheeks like a cat would while making biscuits, soobin would be sneaking photos of your hands squishing his cheeks.

you’ll only remember to go back to your duties of blessing his handsome face with kisses when soobin begins pouting and teasingly complaining that his cheeks are red from your pinching. that is a bold-faced lie and we all know that. his face is red from all the love and attention he’s been receiving from you.

the filming process is successful, with little mishap occurring. the video idea originally was already cute enough, but what the tiktok managed to capture was pure gold.

when the camera had panned to soobin, he looked in your direction with a look of pure love and adoration. a look where people could easily tell, you were the center of his universe. MOA familiar with his different smiles could immediately deduce that this smile was different from his usual eye smile, dimple smile. this was a smile of a soobin well and truly in love. with a gentle wipe of his thumb, the smudged lipstick is removed, instead replaced with a soft, loving kiss on your lips.

to MOA’s delight and surprise, a new cover of #monthlysoobin is revealed in his latest monthly update. a subtle and cute post of the silhouette of soobin and you in the process of filming is showcased on soobin’s public instagram account as a soft launch of your relationship.

beomgyu:

you immediately regretted announcing your idea to him at 2 am in the morning, while you were doom scrolling. boy, his gleeful exclamation could probably be heard from the other side of the dorm. in fact, it probably woke up his poor band mates. regardless, their love for him was never-ending, so beomgyu was most likely politely excused the next morning.

hearing your proposal, he would turn to you with the biggest, silliest, love-sick grin, stretching from one side of his face to the other.

he’s more than ready to go zooming around and collecting up all the lipstick you’ve gradually moved into their dorm, though his injury prevented him from such excess exercise. instead, he watches you impatiently as you scurry around, snatching up all the available lipstick you can find that’s lying about.

beomgyu’s almost bouncing off the bed in excitement when you begin setting up. even before you’ve applied the first shade of lipstick, he’s thrust his head forward, eyes shut in anticipation, brushing back his own hair and leaving his forehead on display, ready to be adorned with your beautiful kisses.

the first half of the video goes without any accidents, though when it’s beomgyu’s turn to wipe the lipstick, he decides to become a little mischievous.

the camera captures the exact moment the thought crosses his mind. his eyes light up with a bright, gleeful spark as he cleans your smudged lipstick diligently.

grabbing a nearby lipstick, beomgyu dabs his thumbpad against the lipstick, smudging the pigmented colour of the stick onto his thumb, before his eyes look up at you. with a final cheeky smirk on his face, he smudges the colour onto your forehead.

“simba~” he gleefully announces.

a delighted laugh falls from your lips, amused by your boyfriend’s classic antics. lifting your finger, you smudge the lipstick on his forehead in turn, blessing him also with the “simba”.

when beomgyu posts on his personal instagram next, it’s a cheesy reenactment of the opening scene of lion king.

it was taken after his leg had healed and the two of you were sporting traffic cones on your heads. with the fuzzy orange streetlight in the background and shining as a spotlight, which also doubled as a stand-in for the sun, it was the perfect blend of romantic and chaotic.

taehyun:

he’s so cutie patootie about it. he tries to act all cool and ‘yup, i totally guessed that when you looked at me with that face’ but he cracks under your teasingly unamused face, giving up and doing a happy little cheer and the little hand clap thing, with his eyes scrunched up while his cat-like smile takes over his face. 

with such an infectious little smile, your own frown and upset at your plans being thwarted turned itself upside down and you were grinning like the lovesick idiot you were.

next thing you know, your small collection of lipstick shades has mysteriously grown larger overnight and taehyun has no idea how that happened. coincidence? i think not.

when you interrogate taehyun on why there’s so much lipstick when you have enough already and it’s just one. flipping. video. that you’re filming for, he just nonchalantly shrugs and returns your questions with a quick remark.

“firstly, it’s you, so i don’t mind it anyways, secondly that’s what all my money’s for. to spend it on things you need.”

he says all that cheesy and gooey stuff with only a hint of a cheeky grin, his dimple half showing. clearly, he was not sorry.

before you film the video, you smother taehyun with loads of kisses. he tries to pretend that he isn’t enjoying all the attention, but underneath the ‘cool guy’ facade, he was puffed up and arrogantly gleaming at the attention, like a proud peacock.

when you accidentally smudge the lipstick, as according to script, taehyun’s hand appears and he wipes off the smudge with a look of concentration. a pity that the camera didn’t manage to capture his face in that moment, he was looking at your face with the bright spark of awe in his eyes.

unfortunately, when the camera pans to taehyun, he pretends to be cooly looking at his phone, pretending to be unaware of the camera on him, nor of the multitude of kiss marks on his face. a quick side-eye of the phone screen gave him a peek the artwork on his face. try as he might, taehyun can’t help but break into a slight smirk. 

afterall, who doesn’t like appreciating the art of their favourite artist, who also happens to be their lover?

to your disappointment, the moment the camera stops recording, taehyun drops his phone on the soft mattress of the bed before locking eyes with you. he looks at you in such a way that reminds you of a cat getting ready to pounce, cute little butt wiggle and all.

without warning, taehyun launching himself from his side of the bed onto you, arms and legs sticking out to the side like a sugar glider, before he playfully pins you to the bed, giving you your fair share of kisses on your face.

later that night on weverse, a sneaky little squirrel posts an image of your cheeks smooshed together, the lipstick on it forming a heart shape.

huening kai:

he’s relatively calm on the outside, in the fact that he doesn’t end up screaming. instead, he turns to you, eyes lit up and a smile spreading across his face, a look of pure delight evident. he was so ready to do a tiktok trend with his favourite person.

you shower him in kisses. every time you land a kiss on his face, you’re greeted with his unmistakable laugh. with huening kai, you wouldn’t even be able to begin filming until he’s certain that there are enough kisses on his face. spoiler: there is never enough kisses on his face.

he would point at places where he thinks you’ve missed a spot, but there’s usually only a pinch of space left. when you deny him a kiss because of the lack of space, he gets all pouty and sad. he knows that his puppy eyes are your biggest weakness and you can’t say no, so that’s exactly what he uses against you.

with a sigh, you give in, smooshing his face in more loving kisses.

when the camera is propped up, everything goes as planned, though huening kai does come in a little bit late for his cue, mostly because he was distracted by the deity of beauty in front of him.

you think you’re done? no. huening pulls out his whole collection of plushies and (cutely) demands that you bestow a kiss on all of them. afterall, you’re technically the parent of his plushies, his children must be getting some love.

when you’re finally done with all of his plushies, he hands you a miniso penguin plushie that he had been keeping hidden under his pile of soft toys that frankly takes up half of his side of the bed.

“i saw it in a miniso shop while we were on tour and it reminded me of you and me. they’re a pair, so they can never be separated.”

on his next weverse post, MOA saw that it was a pair of miniso penguins, one was pink with a bridal veil, while the other was a grey penguin with a smart tophat and bowtie. what made MOA go crazy however, was the fact that both penguins were marked with a slight imprint of some coloured lipstick.

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( ̳• · • ̳)  © curated with love by milkbobayun 2024

/ づ ♡

[allzelemonz]

Developing Powers: Clark Kent X Male Reader

Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: M/Mentions of sexual situations, nudity Warnings: Characters are the same age, high school aged characters, awkward teenagers, pillow fights, farm boys being farm boys, showers, cold showers, accidental peeping Tom, mentions of masturbation Summary: Clark’s developing powers complicate things when his best friend stays over the weekend.

Clark’s pillow hits your head and you fall backwards onto his bed with a grunt. Before you can react, he’s on top of you with his hands pressing you down on your chest as he laughs in victory.

“Not fair, Kent.” You huff, struggling to reach for your pillow.

He grins, grabbing your wrist. “You started it.”

A knock prompts you both to look past the foot of Clark’s bed to the door. Pa Kent stands in the doorway, laughing lightly. “You boys are supposed to be in bed, lots of work in the morning.” He looks down at you. “And I won’t have your father thinking I ruined your work ethic, young man.”

Clark moves off of you. “Just messing around, Pa.”

“I know.” He smiles. “But I let him sleep over so you two could get to work early.”

“We’ll go to bed, sir.” You say, sitting up. “Sorry if we were being loud.”

“Just get your showers and get in bed, boys.” He turns to you. “We milk our cattle early, up by four.”

You nod. “Yes, sir.”

Pa Kent gives one last fatherly point before he closes the door and his footsteps creak over the floor towards his and Ma Kent’s room.

Clark tosses you a towel, hitting you square in the head as he giggles. “You can go first.”

You stand, giving his shoulder a light shove as you grab your backpack and disappear into the hall. Clark giggles to himself, just happy Pa agreed to let you stay the night to help with farmwork over the weekend. He flips through his homework packet, trying to find the energy to actually read the questions. He doesn’t. It’s Friday, his best friend is staying over, math homework can wait. He tosses the packet onto his desk, writing a note to do it on Sunday. With any luck, his developing super-speed applies to his math processing too.

When Clark looks up, he nearly jumps out of his skin. He can see you. His x-ray vision has slipped before and he’s been practicing his control on it, but it’s never caused him to glance up and see his best friend naked. Not just naked either, naked with water dripping over your skin and absolutely no limbs obstructing his view of your hanging dick.

Clark’s face turns bright red and he slaps his hands over his eyes. His skin has turned hot and his heart is beating a mile a minute. Sure, he’s been in a locker room with you and you’ve used urinals around each other but he’s never got such a full frontal in his life, there’s always been a wall or arm or folding pants in the way. Clark takes deep breaths, trying not to think, but when he looks back in the direction his eyes peer through without control. His breath hitches, he nearly chokes, watching your hands run over your dick. It's just scrubbing, just washing, but Clark’s mind wanders to images of you alone in your bedroom and he has to bury his face into the pillows of his bed to get his head back.

He’s sweating, face hidden in his pillow as he tries to breathe. He shouldn’t think about his best friend like that, he shouldn’t even be able to see you through the stupid walls. When Clark catches his breath and shifts to sit up, he freezes. The cotton of his boxers rubbing with the rough denim of his jeans, all making sparks of sensitivity shoot down to his toes by shifting against his now hard dick. Clark wants to scream. He just got hard at the mere thought and sight of his best friend touching himself.

The water shuts off and Clark scrambles to grab his stuff, holding it in front of himself as you walk out. His heart skips as you do, your hair still a bit wet and the pajamas clinging to your body from only just being put on.

You stop, looking at him strangely. “Uh, you okay?”

Clark nods, trying to hide his flushed face. “Mhm, yeah, just really need the shower.”

He rushes past you, disappearing into the hall. He closes the bathroom door behind him, breathing heavily as he tries to clear his head again. When the thoughts remain, Clark turns the water on cold and closes his eyes. The water washes over him, helping his erection die down in the icey temperature.

[wrightfamily]

more here. happy april 19th

[ID: A screenshots of various discord messages, texts, and tumblr posts edited with Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney sprites over them.

image 1: Trucy Wright: *sending a meme featuring a picture of a young woman dramatically dying in the rain while another person holds her. the text says "she overdose on yaoi cocaine"*. Ema Skye: can i make a joke about your absent father (note: she is referring to Zak Gramarye). Trucy: yea

image 2: Apollo Justice, disgruntled: Just saw an adult man growl at a qr code on the wall (A translucent Phoenix Wright glares behind him, indicating it was him.) 

image 3: Drew Misham (called "Dad" in this screenshot): Have you ever thought of creating Nightcore anime images? For example: (the rest of the message cuts off here)

image 4: Trucy Wright: *grinning with her hands behind her back* Guess what?? We have a rabbits nest in our backyard. Apollo Justice: *looking at a sheet of paper* ok. Trucy: *angry with her hands behind her back* Does nothing matter to you?

image 5: Magnifi Gramarye: As chair of the wizard- [PARRIES A SPELL] As chair of the wizard counc- [PARRIES A DIFFERENT SPELL] As chair of the wizard council, I- [PARRIES A DIFFERENT SPELL] As chair of the wizard council I think staffs should be illegal during these meetings. Valant Gramarye: oh i thought this was the staff meeting.

image 6: Trucy Wright (with Phoenix Wright laughing behind her): I used to love ancient pottery until my stepdad bought me my first hammer. Now i smash that shit on sight.

image 7: Ema Skye: Btw if I say things like “by god” or “good lord” in posts please be aware I don’t mean it in a catholic way I mean it in a 1950s scientist reacting in horror after they create an evil creature in the lab set in the distant future year of 2005. Wocky Kitaki: io che nonostante sia atea dica “grazie agli dei” e simili perché si io non credo in niente ma miliardi di persone hanno religioni e dei differenti ed io non voglio far sentire escluso nessuno . Ema: im frankly lucky the above reblog is about how theyre an atheist because there is nothing more terrifying than saying something slightly blasphemous and seeing a paragraph of italian in your replies.

image 8: Disbarred Phoenix Wright: no context november. figure it out. Apollo Justice: *thinking* what is this in reference to. Phoenix: figure it out.

image 9: Ema Skye smiles and says "your boyfriend fits in a test tube. im putting him over the bunsen burner". Klavier and Apollo have distressed expressions behind her.

image 10: Phoenix Wright, looking off into the distance: were you the one that said 5 year olds should get jaw reshaping surgery. Kristoph Gavin, angry: what i never said that. (Kristoph smiles) i said they should get an eyebrow lift.

[imlovewithpixels]

How does Quackity met you?

- Fem!Reader x Quackity little imagine

Pov: You became viral on TikTok for the wrong thing.

(( Remember that my request are OPEN - Spanish or English))

This is my first thing in english for the streamer community even if I see more content off the Hispanic Streamers

Also, If you like my work, check out my Masterlist . I need to update my fandoms <3

-  English is not my mother lenguaje, please be nice if I had any grammatical errors.

You were just streaming Minecraft. It was a pretty chill and cozy stream where you were decorating your mushroom house and talking with your chat. You had a little community in Spanish and English but your viewers were around 1k per stream. 

Your calm voice was accompanied by the background music on Minecraft while you were mumbling to a song that was stuck in your head since last week. 

And then you saw your Twitch display.

Quackity was on stream…¿he was going to play garthic phone? 

You NEEDED to see that. 

— Okay…ma babies, I will end this stream right here.— You said, laughing a little bit. 

A lot of comments started to pop up. “Why???” “noooo pliss :c” “I just started watching TT” “mi casitaaa, don't go” 

— Well…you know, Quackity …he…he just started a Spanish stream and I want to see it. — You whisper to the microphone fast. Your cheeks were red from embarrassment. “So, all of you should go. We have one rule in this place, "If mi casita is streaming, go to see it” After a silly tone of voice you smile at the camera and wave a little wave. “Babays”

“She had a crush on him, umm. Our mommy is gonna leave us. TT” A last-time donation came up in your scream and the robotic voice read it. You open your eyes surprised and completely flutter. 

— I-I, I don’t, mierda. wHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS? — Your chat started calling you cute and being dramatic for leaving them when you turned off the camera. Your hot face and silly but cute expression were the last images that you gave them. 

Then, you went to the other stream, and continued with your Minecraft real, while listening to a lot of Spanish swearing. 

…

It only took one week to blow off. 

That little clip of your last stream kinda became viral on TikTok.

 “The girl that ends up her stream for Quackity” 

Oh god, oh my god. 

This was so embarrassing. On one side, you didn’t mean any of this but your account kinda blows up with a lot of new people and subs. But, there was also a thing that you have never dealt with before, haters. Who said that you only wanted attention, that you were just a fangirl who wanted to meet him. Just pick me.

That makes you uncomfortable, you didn’t know how to deal with all that shit, but still tried to look calm like always on your streams. With 5k viewers on you, it was a little hard to read all the comments while you were playing Valorant, but you could see a lot of comments referring to the Mexican streamers.

You’re nervous. You didn’t mean any of this, and first of all, you did not want to disturb Quackity. 

You just hope that this incident just passes like any other TikTok and were replaced.

…

“Have you seen the girl who just turned off her stream for you? Such a pick me” 

The robotic voice was heard after the donation and Quackity just could give a confused look. His chat seemed to know about the topic, and they started spamming his discord with certain TikTok. 

— What are you talking about, guys?  — He opened one of them and your voice filled his stream.

Quackity saw your relaxing face while singing, your brown eyes lit up when she saw something, and you had a cute little smile. And your wavy hair follows your head movements when you face the camera with an embarrassed expression. 

“Well…you know, Quackity …he…he just started a Spanish stream and I want to see it. “ 

He knew he had fans, a lot of them actually, but that little clip of you just ending your stream for him makes him kinda happy. His heart warms up while you shout to your chat, like, and intern joke. His cheeks feel a little hot and the smile across his face captures the chat's attention.

“She’s cute”

“New ship, new ship”

“She just wanted fame I think.”

“I follow her, pure mommy vibes”

“She has been harassed on her last streams for this, what a shame. “

That little comment took him back to the earth. 

— “Guys, you know that I don’t support any of this behavior. Please, if you comment shitty things to this pretty girl, you’re not part of my community” — Alex didn’t notice the pretty on his lips when he called you and almost immediately went to your stream to follow you. 

Little did he know that you were on a drawing stream, too focused on your work to look at your chat. Your live face was so beautiful, even if you were with a messy bum and frowning in concentration. 

He donated to you right away.

“Quackity had donated 10 000 bits. And applause for the sugar” Your alert claimed.

“ I like that drawing, I could request a commission someday. I’m sorry for any uncomfortable comment from my community, I thought that your gesture was really funny and sweet :) “

You just drop your pencil for the amount of money and then, when you see the username, your face goes from pale to red in two seconds. 

Shit. Shit. 

Did he just…. know that you fucking exist for a TikTok?

— “I-I…. Yo…deje mi comida en la estufa. Gracias por la plata. Sleep well chat. “ — And with that, you went off stream. 

...

Quackity blinked two times and then he just bursts off in a laugh. 

That was so funny, you were interesting. 

“You suck flirting.” 

— I was not….I didn’t mean to…fuck off, chat. Let’s enter the server. — He said, rolling his eyes, trying to distract himself from thinking about your last expression and how you couldn’t manage to erase the shy smile off your face. 

Did he have that effect on you? 

How cute. 

[should-know-better]

Thinking about Bad Habits

Have we ever properly considered the lyrics to Bad Habits? I mean, we know the story about how the song came about from the Zane Lowe interview:

Miles: Al had that bass line.

Zane: Hell of a bass line

Alex: I played that for about 45 minutes and he did the thing that ends up being the song; and probably didn’t repeat himself at all… Bad Habits, Large Rabbits,

Miles: Blue Door [laughing]

Alex: He could have done that for like 72 hours…

And then James helped them to edit it down to make the song. But when you actually look at what they used - whew 😳 (!)

I have googled some of the definitions to double check the expressions and I don’t believe for one second that naughty Miles wasn’t aware of these alternative meanings.

“Bad habits” - okay, this is a negative behaviour

“Sick puppy” - in my naivety I originally pictured a poorly dog, but this isn’t a bad habit. It is actually ‘a person who is crazy, cruel or disgusting’ so yes, it fits.

“Thigh high” - if you’re kneeling in front of someone and they’re standing, where would you be looking?

“Knee deep” - part of the phrase ‘knee deep in trouble’ which if repeated could be a bad habit (and also ties in with the previous line)

Skipping to:

“Deep trouble” - see knee deep.

“Red lollipop” - could be a sexual connotation for sucking cock

“Pale faces” - this line had me most confused. I would have thought flushed faces made more sense. Could refer to our Northern boys having pale skin that doesn’t tan. You can become pale from fear or worry, but this doesn’t really fit. Urban Dictionary says it’s ejaculating in the hand, then slapping with that hand!!! Make of that what you will!

“Delicious” - refer back to Red lollipop (!)

I personally think that the lines:

“Should have known little girl that you’d do me wrong / Should have known by the way you were showing off”

were added later to make it more in line with record company policy, ie heterosexual.

Then we’re left with Alex singing, “c’est sur le bout de ma langue” (translated to ‘it’s on the tip of my tongue’) - which again could refer back to the ‘red lollipop.’

Finally,

“Do you want to hold hands? / Should we get back down? / Do you want a slow dance?”

These lines may or may not have been part of Miles’ original freestyling, we’ll never know, but in other words, ‘do you want to do something romantic or shall we carry on having sex?’

So there you have it. Two blokey mates are together creating a song, and Miles thinks about these images and sings them to Alex. Not gay at all. And these are the bits they use! Imagine how filthy the rest of the 45 minutes could have been; Alex has said Miles is no innocent! Obviously the lyrics could be about sex with a girlfriend but hmmmm - why is that then a bad habit?

Apologies if this is just me interpreting the lyrics this way with a dirty mind. Also apologies if I’m stating the obvious 😉. Any alternative thoughts are welcome. x

[maxipad031]

i want you (18+)

synopsis: you’re an arising model with a crush on the queen of wakanda that has finally manifested itself, and you catch her attention at the royal ball where the most important people attend. you, being from the river tribe happen to be born into one of those important families and you finally let shuri know how much you’ve been craving her, unaware she’s felt the same for maybe even longer than you have…

ubusuku obuhle - good evening, sthandwa - my love

contains: smut, shuri x black female reader, fingering, grinding, cunnilingus <3

picture on right for dress reference, song recommended below, lower case intended, enjoy x

finally, here you were, at 5pm, in your baba’s beautiful vibranium enriched vehicle, taking you from the river tribe city to the most important ceremony of the season. of course, you couldn’t hold your excitement as you saw the vast golden gates open at your arrival, signifying that you were in the golden tribe territory, which was a feeling you couldn’t get over. meanwhile, your mum and dad rambled on in the front about the tragedy that was the recent death of queen ramonda. “she was the best queen we ever had, wakanda will greatly suffer from this.” your dad uttered, before turning the wheel swiftly to the right as he drove down to the semi-full parking space. the whole country tilted sideways after the news and you couldn’t help but think about how the princess- no, queen shuri was feeling after also having lost her brother to an unknown disease.

“y/n darling, you can come out now.” your mum announced joyously, as she packed her handbag. you didn’t even realise the car had stopped as you were so deep in your daydreaming,

“y/n darling, you can come out now.” your mum announced joyously, as she packed her handbag. you didn’t even realise the car had stopped as you were so deep in your daydreaming,

“yes mother.” you said hurriedly, as you undid ur seatbelt, carried your purse and opened the car door, closing it securely behind you. it took you three months to plan what you were going to wear for this day but it wasn’t even that amazing. you wore a blue dress that had cuts on the side which exposed some of your midriff as well as your back. moreover, it was sleeveless and exposed your upper torso, showing off your clean cut collarbones that fit your bone structure nicely. a large aureate necklace made from pure vibranium hung down your neck, complimenting your outfit in all its glory. you also wore some expensive golden heels that made you just a slight bit taller, but not too much. earlier, you had gone for a long hair appointment where they straightened your puffy 4c hair but also curled it, so it was like a 90s girls style which perfectly suited your facial features; it was no surprise as to why you appeared in many front pages of wakanda magazines, you were perfect model material.

“my daughter is so beautiful, you’ll definitely have all the men after you.” your mum complimented as she nudged your side, smiling from ear to ear as she looked and examined your stunning outfit.

“ah, that’s a stretch ma..” you smiled, rubbing your arm nervously. she never failed to make you feel good about yourself which is one of the reasons why she was one of your best friends.

“come on, oya chuku let’s go inside!” she excitedly says, calling my dad as he finally leaves the car. there aren’t much people outside which is understandable because it’s quite cold and the ball started an hour ago which means you were a bit late.

The three of you hurriedly went inside, bouncers at the door stop carefully scammed your invitation and once it was received as valid, the doors they guarded opened, revealing a literal paradise. the place was huge and you knew nothing but hard work went into building it. images on the walls explained their magical stories and exquisite artwork displayd themselves proudly. people dressed in wakandan attire bustled about, taking in their share of the surreal scenery. afrobeats blared in your ears from all directions, but the beats were so catchy and dance worthy, you couldn’t help but move your hips a little. you were so busy in your own world that you didn’t see your parents go off without you to talk to the elders. there wasn’t a lot of people there but it was enough to give you anxiety as you saw people eyeing you with looks of envy but also somewhat admiration? you were quite well known due to your popularity in the modeling industry but honestly you didn’t care, you just wanted to see…her.

the dora milajae stood around the room in a neat unified order, with their tall spears in hand, ready to handle any disruptions. their presence was formidable and reassured everyone’s safety; wakandan military was no joke at all. carefully, you roamed around the vicinity, finding the next best interesting thing. there were bars with any drink you could possibly think off as well as the lovely aroma of sweet bread and the notorious jollof rice. you weren’t hungry as you’d previously had some takeaway but you were killing for a drink, an alcoholic drink. your parents never let you drink any sort of alcoholic beverage as they strongly believed it was “bad for your soul”. obviously, they were superstitious as hell but you turned 20 two months ago and you’ve never drank before; you needed to have your share of fun right? with full confidence, you began your indirect journey to the bar ahead as you weaved in and out of people. before you could get there though, the loud sound of spears hitting the ground caused your body to jolt in shock as your eyes darted around the room in panic as to what was going on.

“haha, you’re as nimble as ever.” a familiar voice says out of nowhere from your left.

“kaya?” you questioned as you turned around, seeing your best friend walking up to you quite excitedly.

“yes bitch it’s me!” kaya squealed, hugging you tightly, “but we have to listen i think the queen is coming out now.” she said quietly after standing by your side as she pointed at the empty performance stage. you were happy about her arrival because at least you weren’t alone but upon hearing that, your heart started to race with anticipation as everyone in the ball room went hushed.

you felt your heart begin to swell as you waited; you don’t know why she made you feel such butterflies, but it was undeniably there, nestling within your chest.

all of a sudden, a cascade of claps roared up and you watched carefully as the queen of wakanda walked with confidence to the middle of the stage. you’re pretty sure your jaw physically dropped as soon as you saw her but you quickly put yourself together, looking around to make sure no one saw. queen shuri wore a black suit with crystal embezzles on the sides joining together at the back, as well as silver rings that perfectly snuggled around her slender fingers. she had recently shaved off her hair, leaving her with a buzz cut which did nothing but make her even more attractive for no reason. she wore black heels that perfectly complimented the outfit and made her even taller than she already was. she stood in the centre of stage, taking in the crowd of people below her as if she was mentally preparing what she was about to say.

“damn, she’s handsome as shit, right y/n.” kaya muttered shamelessly, looking at you for a reaction. you’d told her first about your infatuation with shuri and she wasn’t even the slightest bit surprise. she was a living embodiment of your type and kaya did believe you could actually pull it off. you turned to her, beaming widely as you nodded profusely to her comment. you looked back up at shuri and you swore you caught her looking at you but it was just for a split second before she cleared her throat and started to speak to her guests.

“ubusuku obuhle, thank you everyone for coming tonight,” she greeted, her accent thick with the dialect of wakanda, “as you all know i’ve been bethroned with the title of queen and i can assure you that i am determined to fulfill that duty as much as i can. wakanda is one of the most powerful nations in the world that my mother gave everything to and even though it’s almost impossible to walk in her noble footsteps, i want to be able to give my people all i can provide and make wakanda a better place for everybody.”

everyone in the crowd was solemn with the reminder of the queen ramonda, but nodded in agreement to shuri’s speech. they held nothing but trust for her and knew that she’d lead wakanda in the right direction.

you loved the way she spoke, with such intellect and passion that always managed to diffuse its way to everyone she talks to. her voice was almost like a lullaby that you’d sleep to but her words held such weight that never failed to impact you. although right now, everything she was saying was coming in one end and out the other as you stared longingly at her satisfying face, wishing to just smother it with kisses you know?

soon, she was done speaking and it had finished with the sea of claps again, even whistling making its way through the noise. she’d disappeared back behind the black curtains once again but you wish she’s come back and just blabber a little bit more so you could hear her sweet voice infest you ears. you mentally scolded your mind to stop having weird thoughts but it never really stopped. missing her already, you sighed and turned to kaya who was already waving at somebody she knew like the social butterfly she is.

“hey y/n, i’m going to go talk to him for a second, i’ll be back don’t worry!” kaya said, walking to a guy from the jibari tribe that she definitely liked.

“okay, don’t get pregnant, abeg.” you pleaded with fake concern. she laughed and flipped you off as she walked away. you internally smiled at her rather vulgar action but scoped your surroundings once again.

“oh yeah, my drink!” you remembered, throat parched even more as shuri took away all the last moisture left. you walked slowly, careful to not fall down in your heels and embarrass yourself. finally, you got there but were surrounding by people gisting and gossiping about god knows what. you catch the attention of the bartender, letting him now what you want.

“hey, may i have a dry martini?” you asked, remembering kaya had once told you to try it out other than the fact you have no knowledge of any alcoholic drinks.

“sure m’aam, do you have id?” he asked, waiting patiently for a reply.

you stopped, “uh…let me check.” fuck.

you hated situations like this. you faked checking inside your purse, knowing damn well your id was sitting on your dresser at home right now.

“fun fact, i actually left it at home, i’m 20 though.” you said, dropping your bag in a huff and hoping that would slide.

“no, i’m sorry you look younger, i need id.” he insisted, tapping his hand on the bar as other people behind you waited o order a drink too.

“shit, okay whatever never mind, it’s okay.” you said, waving your hand in dismissal as you exited the line. you didn’t know whether to take what he said as a compliment or an insult. bummed, you were about to walk away until you felt two hands grip your shoulders, pulling you back into your original position. annoyed, you look up to who had the audacity to touch you right now, when you were met with the last person you expected to see at this moment.

queen shuri?!?

your face immediately softened from the angry expression as she looked at you warmly with a bright smile, as if she’d known you for decades. your soul exited your body and buried itself out onto another planet as you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. surprised was an underestimate, you were bewildered, shocked, perplexed, all the above. you didn’t even have time to react as she shifted to talk to the bartender.

“put the dry martini on me, she’s actually my close friend and i can confirm she is of age, but thank you for taking your job seriously.” she bowed her head slightly as a sign of respect and the guy reciprocated.

“of course my queen, i’m sorry.” he apologized, heading to the back to whisk up the drink for you.

yes, your mouth was physically agape this time but the burning sensation of her hands still on your shoulders made your mind wonder into places you didn’t know it could. you side eyed her and slowly turned so your faces met once again before you looked away like a timide hamster.

“hello to you too.” she said with that raspy voice laced with her wakandan dialect. her hands finally left your shoulders and she turned her body to face you. you didn’t mean to be disrespectful or anything but you literally couldn’t formulate words right now, all your communication skills evaporated; you just stared at her.

she let out a little laugh, “ah, most people bow to me like 50 times but i guess you just like to stare.” she said jokingly, as she looked down at you from her overbearing height. as if clapped out of a trance, you stood straight and tilted your head forewards, “queen shuri, sorry for my manners.” you were trying your hardest to conceal your panic but it was probably quite obvious to shuri.

“no need for that, just call me shuri, it’s okay.” she said reassuringly, turning around to look at the landscape of the busy ball. people stared in awe at her and her aura was so powerful you could almost feel it; you couldn’t help but feel so inferior being this close next to her.

“what do you think, is it nice?” she asked, looking at you intently for an answer.

you gathered courage to look up at her but it immediately shriveled up as you met her hooded brown orbs, full of so much sincerity it was unreal.

“i think it’s beautiful, you did an amazing job which is obviously no surprise.” you replied, slowly gaining your confidence back.

“haha, you flatter me y/n.”

…what

how did she know your name? you stared up at her in confusion as you heard your name emitted from her loud and clear. she shifted her gaze to you, seeing your surprised expression, “you forget you’re kind of famous in wakanda right, you're on almost every magazine i see.” shuri explained with a smirk.

ah..

“yes, oh yes you’re right, i often forget that im perceived by other people.” you nervously chuckle, looking everywhere but her.

“you look amazing in them though, you could go global to be honest, your visuals are unreal.” she uttered in a quite sensual manner, turning her body to face you once again with her elbow propped against the bar; rizz overload. you could feel her eyes on you, maybe checking you out, but you couldn’t be too sure because you certainly weren’t looking up at her.

“that’s too large of a compliment, i doubt it.” you say, hands getting clammy as you fiddled with your bracelets trying your best not to freak the fuck out.

what do you do when the queen of fucking wakanda basically calls you hot?

yeah, i thought so.

"i could talk to your agents, work something out." she suggested, adjusting her suit like she wants to attract girls.

shit, fuck she was so sexy.

you coughed, trying to escape the thoughts swirling around ur head, “oh wow, that would be amazing my queen.” you smirked and bowed again almost teasing her.

“i told you to not do that.” she reprimanded and with a swift motion, she took your hand in hers, her soft palms enveloped with yours as she pulled you closer with her infamous smirk. her other hand snaked to the side of your waist and her face came close to your ear, her breath tickling the outside of it ever so slightly. you felt like you were about to explode, the pure charm this woman possessed was inhumane. however, your moment was interrupted by the cough behind you both, signifying your drink was ready; you lowkey forgot about it.

“oh, right thank you very much.” you quickly turned around quite embarrassed and formally bowed at the bartender as you took your dry martini, taking a careful sip.

shuri nodded at the man and turned her attention back to you, she watched as your face twisted in disgust as you swallowed some of the drink. it felt like hot iron just went down your throat and you don’t think you could ever get used to that. she couldn’t help but chuckle at your priceless expression.

“yeah, i can tell you don’t drink.” she commented, as you both walked along to the side to make space for others.

“yeah, this shit is nasty.” you said, swirling the drink in your hand, repulsed by the taste that was on your tongue a moment ago. yeah, you’re not drinking the rest of that so you stuck your hand out to try and give it to shuri.

“for me? aw, how nice but i don’t drink either thank you.” she cooed, kindly rejecting the poor dry martini as well.

damn, you two were more alike than you thought, i mean you never thought you’d get such a rare chance to be sharing a conversation with shuri to discover that but i guess you caught her attention.

she still took the glass from you and set it down upon a nearby table, holding eye contact with you the whole time.

the music was getting louder, the tension between the both of you thicker, you’re attraction to her growing as the seconds ticked away. as if she read your mind she asked, “do you want to leave, go somewhere more quiet?” her eyes bore into your soul as she stuck her hand out as an invitation for you to take it; what a gentlewoman.

you smiled, turning your head as you grew nervous but you ultimately accepted her hand and with that, the familiar feeling of her warm hands met yours and she led you both through the crowd. you had no idea where you were going but all you knew is that you were going to be alone with shuri, one on one, just you and her. peoples heads’ turned, eyes looked with curiosity since shuri was always the centre of attention so it was no surprise all eyes were on her. however, your social anxiety was going off the charts and you lowered your head in embarrassment. yes, you were used to it but not at the same time, you couldn’t explain it. there was a clear circle around you both as no one dared to interrupt the queen. curious as to where you were going, you looked up and saw kaya staring at you both wide eyed with a look of disbelief splattered across her face.

you mirrored her expression back and her face twisted into a smile, she mouthed, “you go girl!” as she lifted her fists in encouragement. you mouthed back, “thank you.” and waved goodbye at her as you continued to follow shuri who now had a tight grip on your hand as if letting go would cause something bad to happen. finally, she’d taken you behind the black curtain that she’d previously appeared from which hid the behind the scenes preparation for the ball. decorations hung loosely, tech people working on the lighting, some of the dora milaje guarding the rooms of the royal family. they saw you both but paid no attention as it wasn’t their business to know what the queen was up to, “here.” shuri’s voice was deeper as she pointed at a big noir coloured door infront of her. still holding your hand, she pushed it open with the other hand. the outer section lit up a bright purple as it recognized her handprints and let her in with ease. the technology in wakanda was insane and you knew it was due to shuri’s big brain power. the door opened to reveal a large room, quite modest in its aesthetic, large mirrors circled around the room, as it mimicked that of a walk in wardrobe. there was a long black couch situated in the corner where shuri led you to. her hand finally left yours as she sat down, moving some clothes to make some space for you.“i’m guessing this is your dressing room or something.” you said, still looking at each aspect of the place.

“mm, something like that.” shuri replied, shifting closer to you. you could tell she was feeling you right now but oh boy how she didn’t know how bad you wanted her to touch you all over-

“i’m gonna cut straight to the chase, i find you really attractive, and i anticipated your visit to the ball this evening.” shuri confessed, licking her two-toned lips flirtatiously as she said that. her voice remained deeper than before as she stared at you intensely for a reply. you were still shocked from the moment you met her but this was an opportunity of a lifetime and you weren’t going to waste it with your shy self.

“i’ll be so honest, i feel the same, i’ve wanted you ever since i saw.” you also confessed, mentally cringing at your words after you said them, but who cares, it was too late and she’d already heard them.

shuri didn’t reply to you, but a sly grin creeped upon her face as her piercing eyes averted from your face to your lap as her left hand moved to settle upon your exposed thigh from the slit in the dress, rubbing the smooth chocolate colored skin underneath. she looked back at you and she’s fixated on your glossy lips as her want for you grew uncontrollably.

yeah that’ll do it.

all the shyness in your body disappeared as you swiftly grabbed her face and looked at her lips as you hungrily joined them with yours. shuri deepened the kiss with equal needs as her hands desperately moved to touch what she can. you felt them carefully snake down to your ass and lightly squeeze it, which caused you to moan into her mouth. shuri used that as an opportunity to slip her tongue inside your mouth and you eagerly welcomed it as you moved closer to slightly grind yourself on her. the kiss went from soft and passionate to hungry and lustful as every touch felt like a spark of electricity coursing through your body, making you more horny than you already were; you could feel shuri smirking into the kiss as she knew how badly you wanted her. impatient as fuck, you arms laced themselves around shuri’s neck as her hands met your waist, pulling you closer as your fervent kiss was beginning to get more intense. shuri’s breath quietly hitched as you bit her lip, dragging your tongue over it slowly to soothe the pain it must’ve caused. with her superhuman black panther strength, shuri lifted you onto her lap where you accidentally broke the kiss due to your surprise.

you didn’t realise how much you needed air until you stopped kissing her but you just couldn’t get enough, if felt so fucking good.

“shit shuri, i want you so bad right now.” you whisper, against her now swollen lips, grinding your flexible hips down onto her lap as her large hands guided your movements. your hair stuck to your face that was being invaded with sweat as your body temperature increased. your cheeks had their fair share of melanin but they visibly blushed slightly red.

“mm, shh baby girl, let me make you feel good.” she lustfully whispered back, pulling your necklace and locking your lips together again. you were addicted to this feeling, like being high, but the drug was shuri. your blue dress had been lifted up to around your middle thighs as this was going on and shuri took this to her advantage as her slim fingers crawled up your dress to attend to the place you needed her the most.

your body felt like it was was ablaze and the air was thick and hot, almost suffocating. your kiss was beginning to get sloppier as the both of you tried to get every piece of each other. without hesistion, you undid shuri’s blazer button and took it off her lean torso revealing a black bralette under that hugged her chest nicely. she helped you take it off and threw it across the room, gripping your hips again as your lips were still attached like magnets.

eventually, shuri broke the kiss and her lips trailed down to your exposed neck where she attacked the melanin flesh, sucking and biting on the sensitive skin whilst teasing you under your dress touching everywhere but your pussy. everything shuri did was undoubtedly raising your libido levels and you didn’t ever think you could be so aroused; everyone you’d been with wasn’t able to make you feel this way. you raised your head up to allow her more access as lewd sounds and profanities spewed out of your mouth in response to her naughty antics. your hips moved on their own as you were desperate for any sort of friction. shuri could feel what you were doing and you jolted as you felt the pad of her two fingers press down gently on the outside of your pussy behind your panties. she peppered small kisses on your collarbones and chest which only heightened your desire; her foreplay game was unmatched.

“yes shuri, please touch me.” you alluringly pleaded, getting wetter with every aching second she wasn’t touching you.

“you don’t have to tell me twice y/n.” shuri moved you off her lap and laid you down onto the smooth couch below, spreading you out so she could see the beauty of all of you. you didn’t even care at this point, you just needed her in you.

shuri used three fingers to roughly move your white panties out of the way as she gently caressed the outside of your wet heat, a grin plastered on her face as your slickness soon started to coat them.

“you’re so wet for me baby.” shuri commented looking straight into your bambi eyes, enjoying the major effect she had on you.

you could see the smug look on your face, but your eyes were half-lidded and mouth slightly ajar as you nodded your head as permission for shuri to keep going. the speed at which she was circling your clit started to increase and your chest was rising and sinking quicker in response to the pleasure. shuri paused and your eyes flickered open as you wondered why she had stopped “can i pull this down?” she queried, referencing to the part of your dress covering you boobs. you profusely nodded as you desperately wanted her to continue. swiftly, she pulled it down and licked her lips like she just saw a 5 course meal. she admired the way your boobs perfectly sat on your torso, just looking so inviting. whilst still touching you, she leaned down and took your right nipple in her mouth, tongue swirling over it skillfully as she looked up at you to see your expression. you were looking at her but the eye contact along with the sensation of her fingers brushing along your clit and the feeling of her warm tongue on your sensitive nipple caused you to throw your head back, the titillating sensation becoming too much for you to handle, “ngh, yes shuri more fuck.”

shuri abruptly stopped sucking and moved up whilst leaning down besides you.

"you like that?" shuri whispered in her ear as she switched her focus to your pussy, rolling your swollen clit in between her fingers. the sentence equipped with her actions obviously ignited something in you as your melodic moans grew louder with your thighs starting to tremble. shuri laughed lowly and placed two agile fingers inside of you, meeting a bit of resistance.

you tensed and hissed at the stretch but then melted into it slowly as it started to progressively feel good. shuri then began to rapidly move her lanky fingers in and out of you as you began to writhe in pleasure,

"oh my god shuri, don't stop!" you begged, relishing in the way she was effortlessly fucking you.

your insides were warm and shuri’s shoulder muscles tensed as she searched to feel the rough and sensitive flesh for your g-spot. she seemed to have found it as you suddenly arched you back into shuri, gripping her muscular shoulders tightly and squeezing your eyes shut. you flung her head back once again as you felt a tight knot forming in your lower stomach; your orgasm was so close. shuri could tell by your wrinkled eyebrows and pleasure-filled face that continuing would make you soon cum so she quickly took her fingers out to do something else which made you jump and become upset from the sudden feeling of emptiness. however, you felt shuri slip your panties off fully and move lower, which made you immediately realize what was happening.

as expected, the ecstatic feeling was quickly replaced by shuri’s wet and warm tongue lapping up the slick stuck to the side of your thighs and using it to get lots of moisture on your now swollen clit.

you cried out, “shuri!”

shuri hummed in response, which resonated throughout your whole body and added to the buildup of your eventual release. shuri began to wildly suck on your throbbing pussy at a pace she knew would have you on edge in a matter of seconds. enjoying how sweet you tasted, she massaged your folds with her tongue and tasted every bit of you that she could. she looked up to see you looking at her through hooded eyes and she confidently kept the eye contact, which forced you to look away. although, you bucked your hips up to meet shuri’s quick tongue for maximum pleasure. your toes curled and you gripped the sofa to the point where there were indents of your long finger nails as you dragged it down harshly in reply to shuri’s amazing head abilities. your hands were lost and didn’t know where to go but ended up on shuri’s smooth shaven head as you pushed her down further into your pussy.

"argh shit, i'm really going to cum." your abdomen tensed as you gained awareness of the familiar feeling of your release brewing up. you tried to quell it since you didn't want this insane feeling to end already, but it was a struggle since shuri was being cruel and not letting up.

the atmosphere was doing nothing for shuri to subdue her own arousal.

"cum for me baby." shuri commanded in a hushed tone, licking your clit with the tip of her tongue slowly and blowing cool air on it to see how your body reacted to it.

your harmonious and lascivious voice rolling her name off the tip of her tongue was so stimulating to shuri and she could feel herself growing wetter too. the pure eroticism that emanated from the body beneath her was enough fuel for shuri to use and she reached up, trailing along your toned body that now had a thin layer of sweat, to find one of your small breasts that she had since neglected and it fit right in her hand like it was meant to be. she caressed it, while still working downstairs and fiddled the brown nub in between her fingers, which was the last straw and instantly drew you over the edge. with a loud squeal, you had finally reached your long awaited peak which caused you to occasionally spasm as the orgasm overwhelmed your body, making you sigh in pleasure, and slowly inch away from shuri since your sudden sensitivity just couldn't handle it anymore.

shuri, being the meanie she was, wasn't having it though and she wrapped her arms around the back of your shaking thighs, pulling you back into her firm grasp, "where do you think you're going? i'm not full yet."

she began to eat you out again with two hands nestled above your pubic bone. you knew how she won all those fights because the sheer strength she currently obtained was crazy as you literally couldn’t physically pull away from her.

"shuri...please." you whimpered, trying to tug her head away, not wanting to cum two times in a row in such a small amount of time.

shuri was really enjoying this though,

"you taste so good, i can't stop myself."

yet, she could see you on the verge of tears so she pushed her sadistic ways to the side for the moment and finally stopped to give you a break. she pulled her mouth away from your warm heat which was glistening from slick and some of her saliva. she gave it one last peck and then slowly climbed up to you and kissed you passionately in which you openly welcomed. the fact you were kissing her when she was just making out with your cunt was kind of dirty but really hot at the same time. she pulled your chin up with her hand and kissed you deeper, hands caressing your chest gently. you did the same and your hands wandered, exploring shuri’s body as you wished to touch her in the same way she just did to you. she gladly complied and let you do it but the moment was brought to a halt.

suddenly, you heard a very sharp knock on the door which caused you both to stop kissing as you jumped out of your skins. your head twisted to the door and then at shuri as you looked at her, in deep fear of you both being caught. she chortled at your expression and held a finger to her face to shush you.

frozen in position, you both waited for it to stop but it continued, harder this time.

“my queen, are you in there?”

“okoye?” shuri yelled out in a slightly annoyed tone due to her disruption and the fact she’s possible going to leave with blue balls.

“oh, you’re safe, thank bast.”

“why are you calling me, what’s wrong.” shuri asked as she picked up her abandoned blazer from the floor, wore it and began to button it up again. you did the same, pulling down your dress from your waist, and picking up your panties that had somehow found it’s way onto the floor. you wore them again and walked towards the mirror so you could properly see yourself.

“you’re needed in the ballroom to attend special guests.” she announced, “are you okay, should i come in?” she sounded worried but stern simultaneously.

“no, no! okoye it’s okay, i’ll be out in five minutes.” shuri replied calmly, watching you closely as you used the mirror to fix up your hair and outfit as if nothing just happened.

“okay, my queen.” okoye’s footsteps could be heard leaving the door and you both sighed in relief.

“fucking hell, that was close.” your heart was about to beat out of your chest as you held your face in your hands, laughing underneath them as the embarrassment of what you’d just done was coming back to you.

“i bet you liked the thrill though.” shuri walked up behind you, her arms gripping your waist as she pulled your ass into her crotch. you dodged her attempt to kiss your neck and playfully pushed her away, “whatever weirdo.”

she laughed and turned you around to face her, kissing your forehead sweetly, “i’m sorry we couldn’t continue sthandwa, but keep these and i’ll be in contact with you very soon.” she took out a pair of kimoyo beads from her trouser pockets and placed it in your hand, closing it herself manually as a sign that you should keep it. it was so pretty, your name in wakandan alphabet was all around it, the light glow of vibranium was a perfect accessory that you wouldn’t mind keeping until you died to be honest. it was like she planned all of this.

“will you track me or something.” you placed it on your wrist, watching how it perfectly complimented your skin colour.

“mm, maybe.” shuri ruffled your soft black hair and walked towards the vast door, opening it and standing to the side so you could walk out first, “thank god no one else can open this.” she said, closing the door behind you both. the latch clicked and it was locked once again under the command of shuri.

“that would’ve been dreadful.” you said, head leaning on shuri’s chest as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder.

“definitely.”

you both walked back into the ball ready to act as if nothing unholy just went down between the both of you…but it was obvious, everyone could probably tell, down to the wobble in your walk to the dark red mark that had magically appeared out of the blue onto your neck.

what a mystery.

[nightowl33art]

How To Make A Toxicsona- A Master Post!

!This page may update over time! So I was looking at my inbox and noticed I got sent an ask. Likely due to site bugs, I was not able to answer directly, but I'm sure the asker will be able to see this post.

Hello Anon! Firstly, thanks for the fun ask! Keep in mind this post will apply to most toxicsonas. I'll be using my own designs and process as examples. What I recommend does NOT have to be followed. In the end it's your design and it should be for fun most of all. I'm just presenting what the "ideal and average Phisnom toxicsona/toxic blob oc" should have.

For those tuning into this lengthy post with no idea what I'm on about, I'll be excerpting the toxicsona submission form Phisnom/Phil made for his toxicsona review streams. (Phil being the leader of the Toxic Cesspit community.)

(Despite "sona" being in the name, a toxicsona does NOT have to be representative of you! Toxicsonas can also be regular ocs!) Now to the advice!

1. READ UP!

Read the Toxicsonas For Dummies character guide! This image contains all the basic lore and traits for toxicsonas! What I say going forward may reference it. (Reading may also give you some fun ideas!)

You should also peep this from the toxicsona submission form:

In order to have a toxicsona you need* a:

Dark body for a base with accents (ie lines) that must be neon/brightly colored.

Mouth(s) with sharp teeth. Ideally will have at least one extra mouth somewhere on the form.

Unique pattern image for the body.

*You may not need it but it's more or less what makes a toxicsona a toxicsona. I'll be going over each point in detail later!

2. Purpose

What purpose will your blob fill? Are you creating an oc, a sona for yourself, or something else? This will affect what you create and how. If you have a preexisting design/sona you want to toss into the slime, reference off that design! Use what you know about that character/person to create this new form!

Starting from scratch? What I do is come up with a basic idea to concept off of! Think of something you want to design! If you need help, try using one of the countless idea generators out there or put your head together with others and see what you come up with! Moodboards, playlists, and Pinterest albums also serve well! Whatever type of brainstorming gets your inspiration bug flying, go for it!

Regardless, one thing to make note of is who was this design in life? Most blobs were once living beings. They all come from a liquid superorganism called The Substance. When a living being with a consciousness foreign to the slime (like a person) is absorbed into The Substance, it'll be spit out and reanimated anew if it has a strong will. Your blob must've been alive or had a connection to living things. Then it must have undergone some sort of transformation after making contact with The Substance. Asking who your blob was before the slime will be very helpful!

3. Body

You likely either have an idea of what your design will be, or you're jumping headfirst into the doing part. Either is okay! Everyone's process is different. If your design is based off a preexisting one, you're likely to make the new form into a similar shape. Some things to think about when coming up with a body:

A slime body is meant to reflect the ideal self. What are your toxicsona's ideal traits? If you're making a sona, what are YOUR ideal traits?

What were they when alive? Were they a feral stray cat? A human? You may want to stick to a shape that resembles their former appearance, especially if they are in denial of being a slime.

Who were they when alive? Did they like a certain animal a lot? Give them physical traits of said animal! Maybe your toxicsona wanted freedom, so they develop the wings they always envisioned. Maybe they believe they were a terrible person and so deserve the devil horns on their head. Were they two-faced? Give them two faces!

Is this the only form they have? Do I want to add a simplified blob form? Do I want to make a bigger/smaller form? If my character has an alter ego disguise, should I make a form for it?

(Most toxicsonas have a simplified little blob form, reflecting what they looked like at default after The Substance. They're super cute and puntable!)

How much mass do they have? The more mass a blob has, the more they have to work with physically, the more developed they are. What appendages have they formed with this mass? Many toxicsonas lack legs, including Phi himself, who is simply too lazy to use legs. Why your blob does/doesn't have legs can have a reason too!

What colors are they? Common dark colors for the majority of the body include black, gray, and dark shades of any given color (ex dark blue.) The neon can be just about any color! If the design is a sona, pick your favorite color(s)! Keep the color vibrant- it's supposed to stand out from the dark color! Your slime will always be surrounded by a dark/black outline around the very edge.

Where's the extra mouth(s)? The best designs have a mouth placed with thought, but not all are. Thoughtfully placed mouths have significance to the toxicsona. Scars/important wounds on their living body can become mouths. Perhaps if they were a gluttonous or starved person, you'll put a mouth on their belly to represent their hunger. If they're anxious about their mouth or general appearance, maybe it's hidden. (Ideally let the mouth be visible. It's visually appealing.)

(Dutch's extra mouth is on his back. Wings were always a big part of him, both appearance and story-wise, so the mouth emphasizes that. His wings come out of the mouth like tongues!)

Being a cartoonist, we're personally big on shape language and like to have designs with strong, recognizable silhouettes, but you do not have to do this.

Some advice on basics for drawing your slime!

Here's how I create the lineart, clothing coloring, and the outline that surrounds the blobs. (Some steps may be done at the same time or skipped entirely. This is the Nightowl 33 method so your mileage may vary.)

Draw lineart.

Alpha lock lineart layer. Recolor it to neon color.

Clip new layer on lineart. Color clothes black.

New layer for body color.

Move body color layer under lineart.

Color body colors. (I clip different clothing coloring layers on the main color layer. This main base color layer gets colored black when ready.)

Make a folder. Place all lineart, lineart coloring, and all body coloring layers in the folder.

Add a dark color outline in a layer beneath the folder. (I use the "stroke (outer)" tool in my art program, ibisPaint X.)

How I draw eyes!

Draw eye lineart.

New layer, clip on lineart layer, draw dark circle.

Layer sclera coloring under lineart layer.

Add pupil layer below lineart layer and above sclera layer.

(Coloration used to show different steps/parts of the eye!)

(Without the weird example coloring, your end result should look like this!)

4. Pattern

Much like how everyone has their own unique fingerprint, every toxicsona with a well defined identity develops their own unique pattern. Coming up with the right pattern is tricky! Patterns are made up of symbols, lines, or a combination of. They have a rhyme and reason to them. A pattern to the pattern, so to speak.

(Here's a bunch of example patterns, created by me (sometimes with the help of CrystalKleure), or Phil and StupidButterfly. Stare at them for a while and take some notes on what rhythms you recognize.)

For maximum appeal, your pattern cannot be too complex or simple! Try to select 2-4 symbols/lines to create your pattern. These symbols/lines should be thematically relevant to your blob. Ex: A spiderweb pattern for spider-themed toxicsonas, checker pattern for a blob that likes checkers/chess, a UFO for an alien slime, eyes for an angel slime or a slime that loves/fears being watched! (You may also want to reference off the emotion patterns if your blob is heavily associated with an emotion. Ex: sparkles for a very happy/excited slime!)

Feel free to pick basic shapes, like triangles and circles, for one or more symbols.

Create a few variants of your chosen symbols. Draw them big, medium, and small. Fill some of them, leave others empty/"hollow."

Patterns are seamless! This means when you apply a pattern to your toxicsona's clothing or body, it must be able to consistently loop! While you may wing it, below is a handy lifehack to easily make a seamless tiling pattern by @crystalkleure !

1. Draw a base design 2. Split that design in half, and arrange the two halves like this. [You might want to use guide lines/a guide grid to make sure the pixels line up in such a way that these two halves will stitch back together correctly, so they'd make clones of the base image again if you were to tile sets of these halves horizontally.] 3. Stitch the two halves together by adding more to the design 4. Split the image again like you did in step 2, except this time split the top and bottom apart instead of the sides. 5. Add more stuff to the design again, in any way that crosses the "seam" made by step 4 [where the top of the bottom half meets the bottom of the top half]. And if you lined up the pixels correctly while you were splitting and rearranging the chunks, you now have an image that tiles seamlessly both horizontally and vertically. The trick is just splitting an image into halves, swapping those halves' places, and then adding more to the image to hide the seam made by splitting and rearranging parts of it like that. Do it with the sides and you get a horizontally-tiling image, do it with the top and the bottom and you get a vertically-tiling image, do it with both the sides and the top + bottom and you get an image that tiles in all four directions.

Here's a speedpaint where I make a pattern using this method! While creating, double checking that your pattern looks good when looped is important! Don't forget to experiment with placements!

(Wow! What a cool pattern!)

Your pattern doesn't have to be insanely unique, hell you don't even HAVE to have one, but it's honestly better if you come up with one. There's no reason NOT to have a pattern unless it's for lore reasons, such as a confused identity or a mimic character. (Do NOT copy others' patterns and make them your own, especially without permission!)

(Phee, Pho, and Phum have the same default pattern as Phi because they're copycat scammers! They try to convince others they're related to Phi to get what they want.)

Gradient and pattern application!

Now you may want to give your slime a gradient! Gradients tend to appear on the lower halves of blobs but can be placed anywhere! Below is a guide to show how I apply the pattern and gradients to the body! While defaults apply to many toxicsonas, like Phi, they do not have to be followed.

Clip pattern layer over body color layer. (Pattern transparency default is 47%.)

New layer (add mode), place under pattern, clip over body color layer. Draw gradient. (Gradient transparency default is 40%.)

Alpha lock the pattern layer.

Airbrush the upper half pattern layer with the dark body color.

The pattern is often the same color as the neon lineart, while the gradient is often a darker version of the color.

(Weird bright green coloration used to emphasize the layers clipped onto it.)

(The finished gradient, sans weird example coloring, looks just like Phi's!)

Here's how to apply a pattern to clothing! Create a new layer with the pattern. Clip it to your base. (Pattern layers on clothes are usually somewhat transparent. The default is 65% but you can deviate.)

5. Outfit

Clothing is a HUGE self expression that extends to the world of toxicsonas! Blobs can harden mass they acquire, turning it into wearable cartilage clothing! Below are some tips but the bottom line is DESIGN WHAT YOU WANT.

Who they were before the slime often heavily influences their outfit(s). Ex, if your blob was a clown when alive, they may dress the same as a slime.

You'll often find the body pattern on the clothes, but you don't have to do this.

A popular addition to blob fashion is caution/hazard tape! While often black and yellow, feel free to deviate the colors.

(A bunch of fashionable slime outfits with caution tape themes that I made or had a hand in making!)

Phil does not like hoodies on toxicsonas but you can totally join the #hoodiesweep nation. (It would be super funny.) That aside, many do put their blobs in hoodies, so avoiding a standard hoodie is preferable if you want to make a super unique design.

You don't have to give your blob any clothes, especially if they're non-humanoid. Accessories are still recommended to personalize your design and make it stand out from an average ...whatever it is.

Unlike the rest of the slime body that has colored lineart, clothing almost ALWAYS has black/dark color lineart.

Any slime overlapping atop non-slime materials requires a black outline, including over clothing.

(While the consistency of this rule varies with established toxicsona art (ie Phi), I personally try to apply it as much as possible, even when slime overlaps slime. It makes things look nicer and allows the neon lines to stand out more. It's also easier to make out what's going on when looked at.)

Misc. tips!

Bananas are the main unit of measurement in the cesspit! Giving your blob a height can help people draw them to scale, especially when drawn next to other blobs! To get the accurate height: 1. Conjure a length of your choice. 2. Convert your length to inches (in). 3. Divide the inches by 7. (Because 7 inches is the average length of a grocery store banana.) 4. Congrats! You have banana height! Now you can also reverse the order and get standard heights!

Too gay or lazy to do math? Click here for faster conversion! http://bananaforscale.info/#!/ (Note the results will be slightly shorter than my method above but the measurements are about the same so who really cares about that.)

Come up with a backstory for your toxicsona! If you haven't already made one during the design process, you may want to now! -Consider what life was like before they came in contact with The Substance. How did they feel about their old life? -How did they come in contact with The Substance? (Preferably avoid the basic backstory of accidentally falling into a vat. It's overdone, mainly due to how vague lore was before the toxicsona review streams. I'd suggest letting Phi lure them into the slime or tossing them in, if you want something traditional. Phi's goal is to make a blob army, after all.) -What is their life like now, post-Substance? How do they feel about their new life?

(Canon backstory comic on how Phee, Pho, and Phum became blobs!)

Feeling social? Working with other cesspit members (or your own ocs), you can develop links between your toxicsonas! Make your friend's blob their friend! Or maybe enemy! Why not ship them? GO NUTS????

(Phee is a massive flirt in the cesspit. Mr. Sex/Noctus belongs to @corovusin !)

-Consider how your blob may feel about others. Are they a social butterfly or a shut in? Who do they like? Who would they rather avoid? -What are their thoughts on Phi, the leader? (Generally avoid giving them a super strong, personal bond with Phi, such as relatives, best friends, or close partners of any kind. Phi does not have a family and she's a total bitch to just about everyone!) -Phil says there's no love in the cesspit but he's literally just a hater. Make your ocs gay kiss!!

Feel like cooking a little more? Why not design a pre-slime form if it doesn't already exist?

(Phee and Phum before their fatal scam attempt on Phi.)

Many cesspit users also create a "living disguise" form for their toxicsonas, so the slimes can wander among others without rousing suspicion! Blobs have the ability to learn to shapeshift. It's a skill that must be mastered with experience and time, so disguise forms often have "flaws" that give away an inhuman quality, like extra mouths, eyes, patterns, or gradients on their skin.

(Dutch is very good at shapeshifting, so his disguise lacks most flaws. The flaws that are there are mostly intentional, since he's proud of his slime qualities. A blob who perfects the skill of shifting can look like an ordinary human, but where's the fun in that?)

Most toxicsonas can change color based on emotion. (They may also change based on other factors so feel free to get creative with it.) -As a slime has a base pattern and color of choice, these will change based on their mood and that mood's assigned color! Many toxicsonas share patterns and colors with Phi (like red and triangle pattern for mad, blue and flowered squiggles for sad, etc.) but this is not a rule. You can assign any color to any mood. You are not limited to Phi's emotion set either! You can even make your own patterns for your blob's moods if you feel like it! -Some color changes are very subtle in some slimes! Is this true for yours? -Modifying the design of your blob to match their mood is a fun way to create expressive and interesting variants!

(Dutch's hair, horn shape, halo, face, and hands can change with his mood! He has an array of emotional patterns, both preset and custom-made, to match the different colors/moods.)

(When Goober was alive, they had DID. Mimicking the behavior of their former life, the three alters, Ziggy, Skrunk, and Wumbus, became separate blobs. They still need to work together to function properly. They combine to bodily become "Goober." Goober's left eye functions as a collective eye, while their right eyes that can emote separately reflect their respective alter.)

(Goober's default color is green, indicating all alters are co-fronting. When there is a primary fronter or two, the upper body color changes to match!)

Design a shell for your toxicsona! Shells are foreign objects blobs use, often to live, sleep, or hide in. Shells are protective. ANYTHING can be a shell. Not all toxicsonas need one, but those that do often have a thematic shell that relates to who they are. (Ex: Phi-barrel, Bucket-bucket, Collette-chocolate box.)

(Thanks to his angelic theming, Dutch's shell is a reliquary- a display container for holy relics, often being remnants of holy figures. Goober's shell of choice is a mini UFO!)

Stuck? Want to grow your design with less work? Collaborate with others or take their advice if you like what they give you. Ask people what they'd change about your design!

You should NOT be designing just for the approval of Phisnom, You should design for YOURSELF (or whoever is paying you- I see you, adopt/custom ppl.) He's just another person out there. Yes, a creator of the species, but he does not have to dictate your choices or give your design an S tier ranking just to validate it. The satisfaction should come from inside, not outside.

Hope these tips help, best of luck creating your own toxicsona, and feel free to ask any additional questions regarding this! ✌️

[spideyhexx]

kit's tbosas notes

here are my notes from reading the first five chapters of tbosas <3 this includes quotes I particularly picked out/thoughts as I read! if you want to discuss anything, pls send any thoughts!

CHAPTER 1

Starting off with Coryo & Cabbage immediately made me think about the beginning of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory which starts the same way, where it's making sure you KNOW he's poor.

Memories of looking at picture books with his mother...no thoughts on this, it just made me sad.

"But better off sad, than dead...," (Pg. 5) - ARE YOU SURE CORIOLANUS

"As if controlling one element of his world would keep him from ruin," (Pg. 7) - Suzanne is telling us everything right from the beginning. Tendency to obsession! He seeks control because he didn't have that for his entire childhood.

Communications Professor - Satyria Click favored Coryo and he's the TA for that class.

Coryo considers flaking over a shirt as the most relatable thing as someone who also deals with anxiety and being meticulous. More on that, there is so much to be known about him in just the first few pages, how perfectionist he is, how badly he tears himself down over image, how much he hates his status...

Tigris is so exceptionally sweet, that it hurts!

He's pricked by a rose immediately and I don't take that moment lightly, that's deeper than it comes off.

I must have forgot reaping day was on July 4th but that's insane.

"LOVE THE BANGS." - Coriolanus is a kiss-up

Gymnasium Mistress is such a silly title - Agrippina Sickle - SEJANUS IS THE TA

Pg. 17 - Sejanus and his soulful brown eyes! Josh comes right off the page as Sejanus, what perfect casting.

There is disdain and camaraderie from Coriolanus' POV regarding Sejanus. He's playing with him but he also kind of likes that?

Coriolanus' first dialogue with Sejanus is about working out.

"Ma? Was Coriolanus' place about to be usurped by someone who referred to his mother as Ma?" (Pg. 20) - Coriolanus being funny.

CHAPTER 2

Coriolanus singing the national anthem in a forceful voice, getting nods of approval over it, and immediately thinking, "It was pathetic," is the most relatable thing I have ever heard. (Pg. 23)

"his insult," referring to Lucy Gray (pg. 25)

Mayfair wetting herself from the snake.

"There was something vaguely familiar about her but disturbing about her," (Pg. 25) - more than just the circus memories he has in this moment.

Sejanus immediately calling that Lucy Gray being chosen was rigged is so interesting to me? The fact he picked up on that out of anyone.

"Don't cry," - CORYO

"Coriolanus wondered if, like him, they were hoping she'd keep singing," (Pg. 29) - he's already in so deep

"But his brain had developed properly; at least he hoped it had," (Pg. 34) - funny coryo

The entire scene of Highbottom insulting Coriolanus is much sadder here in the book than in the film due to the sole fact of what happened before. Coriolanus so badly wants pie, even thinking about getting two slices and after Highbottom insults him, Coriolanus just wants to leave the Academy, he completely disregards how much he wants to eat after he's mocked. Also Coriolanus not knowing why Highbottom hates him? And thinking it's the nickname the students call him. Interesting.

First the threat of losing his apartment, then the lowliest tribute assignment -- who, on further reflection, was definitely crazy..." (Pg. 36) - I actually thought he was gonna say something nice here for some reason.

CHAPTER 3

"As you always say, your roses open any doors," (Pg. 38) - he never forgot this.

Remus Dolittle - Game-maker in training, who lives below Coriolanus

"She was terrifying really. And here he was in his uniform, clutching a rose like some lovesick schoolboy, hoping she would -- what? Like him? Trust him? Not kill him on sight?" (Pg. 39) - thought this was funny.

Coryo waited three hours!!! He felt a mix of pity and revulsion at the tributes.

Coriolanus believing his gravelly voice from not speaking for hours had a nice maturity to it (Pg. 42)

Lucy Gray calls him gorgeous.

He clocks Lucy Gray 'performing' from the get-go (Pg. 42) - and on that note, Lucy Gray feels so much more mysterious in the book since we're inside Coriolanus' head, she comes off as like an enigma and I really do love the discussion of how she is using him almost as much as he's using her. Of course, Coriolanus has worse moments than in regards to her, but she is performing for a lot of this.

I like the change that he sneaks onto the truck in the movie instead of Peacekeepers giving him permission.

"He remembered she carried snakes in her pocket and the usual rules didn't apply to her," (Pg. 43) - funny Coryo

In the truck scene with the tributes, I think the film had better lines (dialogue), especially from Coriolanus

He's a pampered poodle!

"Coriolanus resorted to the one move that had yet to fail him in schoolyard scuffles, driving his knee up hard into his opponent's crotch," (Pg. 45) - okay 1, WHAT SCHOOLYARD SCUFFLES WAS CORYO GETTING INTO and 2, I like that they took this out from the film because it would characterize him more on knowing how to fight at least somewhat but I feel like it strengthens what happens when he kills a tribute in the arena to not see him be violent in any regard beforehand.

"After Lucy Gray's wink, it might be worthwhile to stay," (Pg. 47) - CRAZY, OKAY CORYO!

CHAPTER 4

"HIS GIRL," (Pg. 49) - he's so possessive immediately

"Who were all these people hanging around on a weekday at the zoo? Didn't they have jobs? Shouldn't the children be in school? No wonder the country was such a mess," (Pg. 49) - Coryo continues to be funny

"All the faces...began to blur...his limbs felt numb, his lungs starved for air...he felt immense relief that he was not entirely alone...," (Pg. 49) - This whole section is so key in his character and his immediate liking/trust to Lucy Gray. First, he goes into a panic attack over the situation, and she's the one to ground him and calm him, which we learn later he usually calms down at night with his mother's rose powder scent in the compact and it's just making me think about how he misses that presence or a presence that can ground him and Lucy Gray does that without him even asking.

Coryo felt a spark and a burst of charisma from holding her hand AND she gripped his hand like a vice despite her outward appearance being so calm and confident (Pg. 50)

Lepidus Malmsey - Capitol News

"tried for likable with a hint of roguishness," (Pg. 53) - okay, Coryo

"He thought the combination of cohorts and unceremoniously had just the right note of superiority," (Pg. 54-55) - thinking of himself as superior to the Peacekeepers and also showing his perfectionism even within what words he chooses. He's so pretentious.

Io Jasper adored Coriolanus

"the smell of formaldehyde triggered his gag reflex," (Pg. 55) -wrote this down because I'm a teen boy/j

Coriolanus watched Gaul melt the flesh off of a rat at NINE!!!

Boa Bell is the sweetest name for a cat, I'm in love. She loved Coryo!!! And consoled him :(

"it upset him to think of Boa Bell ending up in the lab," (Pg. 58)

Coriolanus remembers Lucy Gray's words about owning it to help with talking to Gaul and Highbottom. She's so in his head already.

"Coriolanus would have to review the Academy student guide so he could object to the punishment," (Pg. 61) - he's so anxious and particular and insane

CHAPTER 5

he and Lucy Gray were the stars...okay Coriolanus!

"What was Sejanus up to? Was he trying to outdo him and steal the day's thunder?" (Pg. 63) - Coriolanus!!!

Also "that girl wasn't even his tribute," (Pg. 63) - referring to Dill. Sejanus trying to hand out food to anyone. This is such a good way of characterizing him as being sympathetic towards all of them, not just Marcus.

"His dog in a fight," (Pg. 68) - Coriolanus is referring to Lucy Gray here...he's so contradictory because he does make comments about knowing they're not 'animals' and he treats Lucy Gray as a normal human, but then his thoughts reflect more of this! The way he doesn't question it though is a testament to how it's been drilled into his head.

Coriolanus broke his denial of eating after seeing the ketchup in Lucy Gray's sandwich

He gets flustered after openly admitting to Lucy Gray of not having much food at home!!! I feel like the film lost out on so much character for Coryo in regards to his relationship with food because it is so important in almost every chapter. Also, him admitting it this quick to her is another point in showing how he's gained trust for her so quick. He calls himself an idiot over telling her.

"but this caressed his brain, calling her from the depths," (Pg. 71) - referring to Lucy Gray's song as it reminded him of a song his mother sang, then Coryo goes into the backstory of her death. There really is a connection between the love his mother gave him and his relationship with Lucy Gray.

he smells the rose powder when he has trouble sleeping :( this was all such a sad passage to read but especially, "it never failed to calm him with the memory of how it had felt to be loved like that," (Pg. 71) - Like that's very tragic.

The entire conversation with Sejanus, I'm still thinking about it but. It's clear Coriolanus is manipulating his own thoughts with how he sees Sejanus' actions, like Coriolanus almost can't fathom Sejanus is saying/doing things out of the mere goodness of his heart. And if Coriolanus does believe that, he sees it as stupid. And he sees Sejanus' actions as not being grateful for what he has. So at the end of it, Coriolanus is just jealous and spiteful.

"Lucy Gray was one thing belonging to Coriolanus that he [Sejanus] would never, ever get," (Pg. 75) - absolutely wild thing but this goes back to what was said in chapter one!!! Coriolanus wants to be able to control something and add into it what he feels towards Sejanus, it's amplified right now because he has the ability to deprive Sejanus of what he's asking for.

[weavewithshadow]

Were those just theories in the Titan/ Lyrium War post?! I need to know all the things!!

Half theories! I've seen a few codices that I've been thinking on for a long time. So here's my reason behind why I used the tags I did on that post.

This is very, very long. But it's the best collection I can cobble together of all the reasons I think these things.

Beware: HORROR OF HORMAK story spoilers at the bottom of this post!

"Mythal and Elgar'nan are both cited as mining/carving slain titans for their lyrium."

In the light of the veilfire, the runes seem to shift, coiling and uncoiling like snakes. A thunderous voice shatters the stillness, shouting: "Hail Mythal, adjudicator and savior! She has struck down the pillars of the earth and rendered their demesne unto the People! Praise her name forever!" For a moment, the scent of blood fills the air, and there is a vivid image of green vines growing and enveloping a sphere of fire. The vision grows dark. An aeon seems to pass. Then the runes crackle, as if filled with an angry energy. A new vision appears: elves collapsing caverns, sealing the Deep Roads with stone and magic. Terror, heart-pounding, ice-cold, as the last of the spells is cast. A voice whispers: "What the Evanuris in their greed could unleash would end us all. Let this place be forgotten. Let no one wake its anger. The People must rise before their false gods destroy them all."

The Titans are referred to as "the pillars of the earth" often enough that it's made it onto the Dragon Age wiki. Mythal slew at least one Titan and then gave that Titan's demesme (lands or domain) to the People (the ancient elves). The ending text of this codex makes it sound like this was later something regretted, if not by Mythal, then by the other elves of the time.

You can also see PLENTY of Mythal statues in the Deep Roads, particularly during Trespasser — curiously, with wolves always guarding the doors.

Ghilan'nain's statues feature almost as prominently in these places.

The pages of this book—memory?—describe a monument made in a single afternoon by a thousand-thousand toiling servants swarming over a lump of fallen stone as large as a collapsed mountain. By the end of the day, the stern figure of Elgar'nan stares down into a valley, carved out from the foothills of the rock. The slaves have disappeared. Light radiates from the eidolon's narrowed eyes and its open, snarling mouth. "Hail Elgar'nan, first among the gods! Mark his victory eternal!"

I take this to mean Titans/lyrium because of how widespread it is that Elgar'nan threw the sun into the earth and then brought it back out. In ancient elvhen, the words for sun (elgara) and spirit (elgar) are almost the exact same. This could mean bringing spirits (or bringing spirits against their will) into the Earth (the Titans' domain).

"It is very possible the evanuris made their own bodies out of lyrium."

This one is more theorycrafting than anything, and I'll direct you to this video where a lot of things started clicking into place for me.

But I want to add this codex to the discussion as well.

Many of these pages are filled with sketches of elven statues matching the ones found in the area, along with notes and what look like attempts to practice Qunlat: Trying to remember that old bedtime song about Mythal. My mother sang it the night before the darkspawn came for my clan. It's the last time I ever heard her voice. Ir sa tel'nal, Mythal las ma theneras. Ir san'a emma. Him solas evanuris. Da'durgen'lin, Banal malas elgara. Bellanaris, bellanaris.

Now, for the purposes of this discussion, we're going to ignore the provided translation, because we know that translation is wrong in a few spots. From my best understanding, this is as close as I can translate it.

I am [one] [not/never] [nal], Mythal grants [you/me] dreams, I [am/was] [here] [within], [Becomes/Became] Solas evanuris. Little stone [boy], Nothing [given/granted] to [the sun], Forever, forever.

Everything [in brackets] is an educated guess, the best as I can make it.

If I've gotten the translation close to right, this describes Solas, a spirit that is called to take the shape of a "little stone boy," becoming one of the Evanuris at Mythal's behest.

"They made unliving champions with no need to breathe to fight on their behalf."

A codex entry!

The pages of this book—memory?—show a narrow plateau on top of a mountain, Two armored figures—one in gold, one in black—are fighting in the snow. Steel flickers so fast the air hums. Blood dots the ground. They do not stop for breath. The one in black makes no sound as a blade parts his throat. "Mythal, in her wisdom, interceded in an argument between Elgar'nan and Falon'Din. With clever words, she convinced them to settle their grievance through a battle of their champions. Elgar'nan and Falon'Din agreed, and set their champions against each other rather than declare war among the gods. May those knights long be remembered, and Mythal's wisdom be praised."

Worth noting, this codex is titled "Duel of a Hundred Years."

These things aren't human! They bleed, but don't breathe. They never stop fighting. This duel lasts 100 years.

"Ghilan'nain's lab is fueled by lyrium that causes those awful mutations."

I don't have screencaps to pull quotes from, but it's yellow-green lyrium at the center of the part of Ghilan'nain's lab in Horror of Hormak that monsters are coming out of, and this lyrium is what's exploded to destroy the lab and all its creatures.

Honorable Mentions:

• Andruil's entire story with her trips to the Void make me think of the abyss being the deep underground (and the endless sky very deep underground), and Mythal sapping Andruil's strength and storing her memories makes me think of lyrium.

• Solas talking about Falon'din in the Temple of Mythal makes me think that amassing more worshippers may well have meant creating them from Mythal's lyrium stores.

INQUISITOR: Do you know any legends? SOLAS: It is said Falon’Din’s appetite for adulation was so great, he began wars to amass more worshippers. The blood of those who wouldn’t bow low filled lakes as wide as oceans. Mythal rallied the gods, once the shadow of Falon’Din’s hunger stretched across her own people. It was almost too late. Falon’Din only surrendered when his brethren bloodied him in his own temple. INQUISITOR: Did ancient elves believe all their gods so terrifying? SOLAS: Yes. I believe they did.

SO YEAH!! Lyrium war! Lyrium war, I say!!! It's on my Veilguard bingo card for sure—either as an explanation of what came before, something that will begin in Veilguard, or both.

[williamshamspeare]

You like all the Papa Louie customers eh? Name one good thing about every customer (currently)/lh

*slicks back hair* It's showtime.

Akari - Her coolness factor is unreal. Love the motorcycle, love her whole biker getup, and it's reasonably possible she might be a reference to that Akira anime thing. Which would be pretty sweet

Alberto - BRASILERIO NUMERO UNOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! Also him hating dentist appointments is quite the amusing fun fact. I like how his favorite holidays have had a general consistent pattern in all the games (favor SJ in the sweet games, SL in the savories)

Allan - Love his pompadour! Also glad that Flipline wasn't ever afraid of keeping his unibrow and missing tooth throughout the years... Also that one Brody's Gallery fanart probably awakened something within me. Sideburns are hot, y'all

Ally Kabam - They just revealed her so we don't really know all too much about her, but that doesn't mean I can't sing her praises! And by design alone, I can tell you that she's a STRONG customer: Brimming with both style and personality! Definitely setting the tone for the rest of the lineup, let's hope the rest of 'em live up to the hype

Amiria - They did throw quite a curveball revealing her to be a Tacodale local, but I dig it! Also great to have an official dental worker around! Designwise I absolutely adore her coat in the Style B, fuzzy thing that it is

Amy - That color scheme is a real treat, I say I say. And she's something of a fine art appreciator according to the little info snippet we got out of her creator on the forum, love that for her too... Plus the whole romance novel aspect adds to it quite well!

Austin - His design is straight up just a bottle of awesome sauce and I love that for him. Also shoutouts to him being autism rep, even if it was an obscure post from Tony... He's got that sauced up special interest swag

Bertha - Underrated queen. The fact that she's umpired 856 consecutive games calls to mind the image of her personally swimming to the mainland and back during the events of Freezeria Deluxe so as to not break the record, that's entirely headcanon but still it counts! It counts. And her Halloween costume is BOTH Jason Voorhes and Freddy Krueger at the same time, which is just. LOL

Big Pauly - An icon! His golden confidence as a salesman shines bright as the sun, and he's one of the very few characters to appear in every Papa Louie game/platformer if that means anything. I like to imagine he's one of those fast-talking infomercial type salesmen, the Billy Mays of the Flipverse. Can you imagine, in-universe Big Pauly YTPs

Boomer - Her entire design screams "America" but America doesn't exist in the Flipverse so she straight up came up with all that by herself. Amazing. Plus you gotta love how she lets all her hair down in the Style B

Boopsy & Bill - They absolutely SELL the ventriloquist gimmick. Y'know, to this day I still wonder how they managed to get the mouth animations to work... Also the style swap they do is a wonderful visual gag. They've got a boatload of personality

Brody - A greasy disheveled mess of a man. Everyone's favorite character archetype! Kinda crazy how active his flipdeck details him to be: Switched majors multiple times, an active caricature artist in Powder Point, lover of cult classic movies and friend of Skyler... He's a lot to work off of, he is

Bruna Romano - Looking at her orders over the games, you notice she tends to order dark rich flavors more often than not. Rather interesting... Also I love that she manages the band on top on playing in it, not something you see characters do every day

Budwin - Honestly kind of surprising how quickly his flipdeck made me feel for him. Suffering from chronic drowsiness, had to drop out of college, barely even making a living... And he still manages to make it to the Papa's establishments with a smile on his face

C.J. Friskins - What a weird little man (affectionate). Bro straight up wears a cat tail on his BUM at all times and made his debut as the Lunar New Year guy (a holiday which has yet to reappear), he's got this really offbeat, perhaps even offputting charm to him

Cameo - Or DrydenTH3Cultivar, as you know him online. The man is a VIGILANTE GAMER what's not to love about that!!! Also his whole outfit is kind of ridiculous in its own beautiful way, what with the whole peanut necklace & wristband combo. And the Crocs! Oh, the Crocs

Captain Cori - I do wish we got a little more info out of her flipdeck, but what we have to work paints a hell of a vivid picture! With her Pirate Bash getup and her wonderful new Halloween costume, she's just brimming with what I can only describe as "tough girl swag" (also she has popeye arms and that's amazing)

Carlo Romano - The fandom's favorite twink. Most people don't seem to talk about how he jumpstarted Marty's career in SatS, which is honestly kind of incredible to me... Also his Mocharia order was freaking hilarious with how much he hates coffee

Cecilia - There's just something about the way she existed for 11 whole gamerias without any info, then Matt & Tony basically building her entire backstory into the Bakeria plot (or vice versa, who knows what order it happened in)... She really is the flagship Bakeria character. And that's not bad at all

Chase - Has got to have had one of the most incredible flipdecks of all time. I think about the Oilseed Springs Reptile Extravaganza and Petting Zoo a whole lot more than I bet most people do, especially what the pyrotechincs and stunts entail... Also Smokie's one of the cutest pets I have ever laid eyes upon

Cherissa - Finally, an essential oil saleswoman who's trustworthy! Her whole cherry theme is honestly rather captivating, 'specially how the Style B transforms her into a cordial-based entity. I can tell they had fun designing her! I also adore the way they did her hair

Chester - There's something about this old man I can't help but find as a guilty pleasure. He's cranky, he's a gossip, he hoards doomsday supplies and has a permanent expression of contempt... Irresistible!

Chuck - I used to think that he was a Calypso Island local, kind of hilarious to think that's he's just a model (a stock photo model even) who happens to be associated with the island's trademark Surf Shack. Nearly all his outfits so far have been Hawaiian shirts, I wonder what they'll do for his Halloween costume

Clair - Love the family dynamic, but this is about each character as an individual. So! Clair's really fun to imagine and build headcanons around. Her being a physician with hectic hours, on top of being a loving mother... There's like so much you can do with a character base like hers! Plus her Style A is as classy as it gets. I've always been just a little curious about that button belt-thing she wears

Cletus - People seem to find him off-putting at best, with the whole sleeveless look and the bunny costume, but frankly I don't care. Let the old farmer man have weird eccentricities! He loves going antiquing at auctions! He operates a scrapyard where people can pay to find goodies! He's one of the most interesting characters in the whole cast if people just care to look into him deeper!

Clover - The back of her hair kinda looks like an explosion, which you gotta admit is pretty badass. Putting that aside, the checkerboard fit really suits her! Puts the ska into the ska-punk that is Scarlett and the Shakers, heh. I also like how she always carries drumsticks in her dress like a prop, more customers should carry props as part of their outfit honestly

Connor - The people of the forum really like to dunk on him, but frankly there's no one as much of an underdog as he is! I gotta hand it to Maz for helping me find the potential within him, there's so much that can be done with his character if you just look. I also really enjoy his orders in savory gamerias, that chicken sandwich would be LEGENDARY

Cooper - Sometimes being basic can be a good thing, and I think nobody else displays this as well as Cooper does. He's a simple man! Cooks his pancakes in the morning, looks out for his brother in the afternoon, he loves his family & his cat, and most importantly he's HAPPY. He is content with life!

Crystal - Oh how fabulous! Oh how decadent! Crystal is one of those customers that truly lives up to their name, I simply adore her gaudy aesthetic. Especially that sparkly texture on her shirt! Love it when they go for that kind of shading. Gotta give a shoutout to Cannoli too, love how he's like a cross between a mink and a feather boa (no limbs in sight)

Daniela - The theorizing about her military-based design choices was WILD before her flipdeck came out. Even afterwards, Daniela has always been something special! I do like the way she's consistenly ordered caramel & chocolate, and she's a top contender for the most GORGEOUS hair in the whole Flipverse when she takes down the bun

Deano - He's always been one of my favorite customers, really. Hell, I wear my own boater at an angle because of him! I also do like the hints towards him having some kind of connection with space, what with dressing up as an astronaut for Halloween and favoring Comet Con a couple times. Subtext is awesome!

Didar - Hell yeah! I loved his connected design with Simone from the get-go, but he really came into his own after the flipdeck came out. An amateur filmmaker, sasSugarsquatch hunter, AND a Maple Mountain resident all at once! Like I said with Brody, I love when characters are multiple different things at once. And there's the fun fact about his name translating to vision in Hindi, genuinely nice touch from the boys at Flipline

Doan - I don't know why people use the "exists in real life" excuse to leave out customers who are as much a part of this universe as any other character. Doan's got a pretty good deal going for him! I love the fact that he's canonically the artist behind Papa's branding and his posters, which means he's likely the one responsible for that Mousse poster in Mocharia (lmao)

Drakson - I've posted about it before, but the most charming part about him has to be the contrast between his dark and brooding design & his colorful cheery Hello Kitty-esque orders. Flipline knows how to implement a hilarious gag here and there! And as it stands right now, I really like how mysterious and edgy the band itself seems to be. I mean, on-stage argument and offstage fights? Sign me up!

Duke Gotcha - The face of Nowtime News has been getting a lot more popular as of late, and honestly it's all deserved! The Breaking News segments in the new games are probably my favorite new feature of the post-Flash era, and his expressions are a huge part of what sell 'em, so good on him for that! Duke... Gotchaaaaaah

Edna - She's like the patron saint of the X-Zone, if you think about it. Seriously though, I really find it interesting how she was tied to the X twins and the overarching lore of the Flipverse (properly honored in her fantastic Style B)! And her being an old seamstress gives her a great pinch of flavor on top of that

Elle - We may not know anything about her or even who her creator really was, so there's not much to go off with her... But that's kind of her charm, in a way. She could be anything! She's a mystery about herself, and that's pretty cool if you ask me

Ember - Spicy one! People don't really talk about her also being a scoutmaster, which is a shame because that's one of my favorite aspects of her character. Every day I pray Camping Season becomes a holiday just so we can get her in her official scoutmaster uniform

Emmlette - She's a drama teacher, how can I not love her? Being a student of the performing arts myself, I really do see a lot of my past acting teachers in her. They really did do their research when they made her! Also if you don't love her egg motif, you're just lying to yourself

Evelyn - Every time I think of her, I think of that one fanfic that accurately predicted her to be a retired movie star. Like it actually blew my mind when they revealed her flipdeck, that was a crazy day in Flipline history if you ask me. And they did hint that she'd be Olivia's grandma with those black olive wristbands, I always like to see design hints like that!

Fernanda - I often think about how she's the one who convinced Franco to take the risk and start Fernaco Architecture. There's something frankly so sweet about how the name of the company would also be their ship name. Plus, everyone loves a good poncho! And her jewelry's pretty great too

Foodini - Showing up at the end of every ingame day, it's probably safe to say Foodini's one of the most iconic characters to the whole franchise, up there with the ranks of Papa Louie himself! I really dig the whole game show host aesthetic, sometimes wonder if the hat design choice was a reference to the late Chuck Barris

Franco - He's absolutely rich with lore. Moving to Burgerburgh for his architecture job, starting a family there, then moving back to his hometown to chase his dreams and become an architecture magnate... He's made a veritable mark on the Flipverse as a whole! Also he has a really fun bodytype

Georgito - Honestly, Tony was goddamn hilarious for this one. Imagine being the original George friend who was insistent on being added as a specifically wealthy customer, and then getting depicted as the leprechaun of the Flipverse. Godspeed, Tony! Georgito himself is a rather dapper individual on his own, and I will say he's probably one of the very few cases where "smooth shading" hair has looked genuinely good

Gino Romano - My favorite Romano! I always do love an underdog. The way that he's a repeat fan of St. Paddy's Day and Bavariafest does paint quite a vivid picture of his flavorly tastes, and the fact that he was one of the founding members of the band is an interesting tidbit! And one more thing, I think it's pretty heavily implied that he has gigantism—making him another member of the disability rep crew

Greg - Kids usually hate tomatoes, so it's refreshing to see one that can't get enough of them! Also the fact that the sentient tomatoes from the platformers became one of his core personality traits. lol

Gremmie - The classic Freezeria closers have a soft spot in my heart, and Gremmie's no exception! There's plenty to be said about his uniquely crooked posture and his face-covering hair, but what I really like about him is how threatening his general vibe is. Wish he was a closer more often...

Hacky Zak - Yeah yeah, his old hair wasn't any good at all. But it does go to show that Matt & Tony listen to the fans, I really started to like Hacky once they changed it up! He rocks that hoodie, you have to admit

Hank - As short of a flipdeck that he has, Hank's definitely made his mark as a remarkable customer. I enjoy the way he's had very brief moments of being a closer, and the fact he hates night shifts does stir the imagination quite nicely. Plus, it's kinda funny how they always reach for him when they need a policeman character even though he's literally just a highway patrolman

Hope - There's something about her that's particularly unique. I think it's the unnaturally wide eyes, the resting grin, and how messed up some of her orders can get (WHAT was that BTC Freezeria order??) that makes her come off as vaguely unsettling... And I wouldn't want to have it any other way. Honestly it's great that they can go so wild on a KCP customer, goes to show that everyone has a place and a personality in this universe

Hugo - DJ Honey Buster is in the house! Him and his Warped Records record store have quite the history in the Flipverse, what with that one Travel Trout post designating it as the last of its kind. Hugo's a fighter! I also love how he modeled his DJ persona after his favorite kind of sauce. You'll never catch him eatin a burger with no honey mustard

Iggy - Every series with an ensemble cast of characters has to have at least ONE nerd, let's be real. Iggy sure does deliver! I love his color scheme, the way the highlights of yellow contrast the purple is really striking! And his flipdeck info is a lovely window into the in-universe sci-fi situation, I wonder what a show based off of Meteor Blaster could possibly look like

Indigo - Lots of forum FCs fall into the "fashionista" category, but frankly I don't think anyone does it like Indigo does! She absolutely KILLED it with Volcano Gala, I imagine that it was her and her alone who designed all those special outfits (even Pally's). And we love her for it!

Isadora - If you read between the lines of her flipdeck, it seems that she's another member of the implied disability crew! Honestly her flipdeck info pretty accurately aligns with the experience I had in middle school, so I did find the thing personally relatable for what it's worth. Also I like to imagine she made her Style A by cutting up the school uniform that was her Style B and turning it into a brand new outfit

Ivy - She's really so much more than a funny hairdo, if it weren't for her we wouldn't have Travel Trout! And who doesn't love her outfit? I've seen plenty of people lobby for her scarf in PLP and I couldn't agree more, she's fashion

James - Don't be grossed out that he uses a plunger as a weapon, it's clearly a drain plunger and not a toilet plunger. He's not swinging around a toilet pooper or anything. I'm getting off track, James is great! Love that he's one of the few customers to tout a name tag, and his unique facial proportions leave quite the impression

Janana - They literally couldn't have exaggerated the banana motif more. And that's what I love about her! On the other hand, I like how her flipdeck info couldn't have less to do with bananas. Most of the outsiders seem to be surprised when I tell 'em she's actually a music agent. I also like how the bands she manages have slowly started to show up more in the games lately

Johnny - Another character who has a whole lot going on under the surface. Behind the whole "attractive werewolf lumberjack" thing that most people fixate on, the man sells Christmas trees he chopped himself & consistently earns medals in the annual Woodchop Show! More people should talk about the Maple Mountain Woodchop Show if you ask me, tbh

Jojo - What can't be said about Jojo? In terms of gameplay, he's probably the most unique customer in the series! And there's the mystery on whether he's balding or has a luscious head of hair, since we never see him without some kind of head covering—I love seeing everyone's different takes (I'm a balding truther myself)

Julep - She comes packaged with some fantastic lore about Cornelius Poweder and the history of Powder point, and that flower dress in her Style B is frankly gorgeous. Also her whole name/design is a play on mint juleps, which is great

Kahuna - He's got a great contrast with Gremmie as the island's two surfer dudes, him being the native Hawaiian to Grem's Californian surfer dude, but he's also very much a force to be reckoned with by his own merits. Like his surfboard craftsmanship and surfing prowess! By all means, Kahuna is indeed the best surfer on Calypso Island at any given time! That's just canon, we all know Gremmie's an amateur at best...

Kaleb - I liked him ever since I laid eyes on him, the mystery behind what his deal is was probably his biggest draw at the time. And they revealed him to be the Hot Topic manager Funko Pop collector... I can earnestly say I did NOT see that one coming. Also his familial relationship with Trishna is pretty cute!

Kasey O - For some reason she's also one of the less popular customers, which is frankly a crime because good GOD she's badass. Like, she straight up leads a wrestling stable! She WON the Women's World Championship!! She has a charity and visits kids in hospitals in her own time!!! And to think that some people are so shallow to relegate her to the "dorito girl" with unconventional facial proportions, god knows how that's measured... Sometimes the fans disappoint me beyond what words can describe

Kayla - Whatta lady. There's something about her rise in the acting world that I aspire to achieve, rising from commercial work to Windie acclaim... That's how my wildest fantasies play out, isn't it the way. There's also something to be said about her fantastic choice in jewelry! I always prefer to keep her in her Style A because I love that bracelet so very much

Kenji - Another underrated customer to shine a light on! While his flipdeck info practically boils down to "he eats (wow!)", there's some hidden depths in his goofy little alternate outfits and the fact that he hates dining etiquette more than anything else. Man does NOT bother with the cutlery I can tell you that much

Kenton - A character created by someone I'm acquainted with, that's a first for this list! I was very hyped to see Kenton rise up to the top, all the way down to seeing his Style B be designed before it made its appearance ingame. Did you know that according to his creator-made bio, he didn't see his parents hardly ever growing up? (just his dad specifically, mom died at age 7)

Kingsley - Hail to the king baby! This guy's been through a lot of different suits throughout his career (I specifically remember him touting the all-yellow suit throughout my whole childhood), and every time he serves it on a golden platter. Even without the Customerpalooza thing in his name, the man is one of the most iconic characters of the franchise, and a solid character in his own right! He doesn't like hecklers, which I find amusing

Koilee - That koi dress seriously BLOWS ME AWAY, I cannot get over how good it looks with that scale detail. Like genuinely, the way they drew that blows me away... Peak Flipline artstyle. And as a character, I love how she lives so peacefully in Sakura Bay while balancing a job over in Oniontown. I like to imagine there's a sophisticated train system that gets her there, and that she got fired from the aquarium before vacationing in Oniontown to get her mind off of things

LePete - The first of the three baddie fans, LePete definitely stands out in the trio. He comes off as more serious than the other two, which I really like to lean into in my ongoing Life in the Flipverse comic... And also he wears a COCONUT on his HEAD that's amazing come on! I do like how he's the only one to never have actually been to Munchmore before, at least canonically speaking

Liezel - WOohoo! People have sung her praises plenty before, so I'll take the time to appreciate the lesser-pronounced aspects of her character, like how she didn't favor the same holiday twice until Mocharia or her undying dedication to spumoni. Spumoni's great! Wish it was more widely available... Also the whole "parmesan kiwi" thing in sushiria was one of her more memorable moments, especially before her flipdeck reveal

Lisa - A fantastic Burgeria era customer, one of the best even! That unique hairstyle really makes her stand out in the grand scheme of customers, and I find that they did a really good job establishing her role in the Fernaco family while making sure she was her own person as well.

Little Edoardo - It's definitely easy to see why he is (or was) Tony's favorite character! The elder of the Romano Family Quartet, this man is a notably unique addition to the family in multiple ways. His early streak of having weird gameria orders was fun, even if that title was later relegated to Xandra and Xolo. And of course, the Pastaria story was really adorable to see unfold! Edoardo and Olga make such a cute couple, which I know is something of an unpopular opinion but it's my opinion nonetheless

Lloyd - FINALLY, they let an old man be athletic for once! Lloyd's one of the characters that admittedly weirded me out the first time I saw him, but ultimately grew on me as the time went on. And it's also pretty neat how they let us have a centenarian customer on the official payroll, too

Maggie - From aimlessly drifting through life to Taco Mia worker to accomplished politician, Maggie's got one of the most comprehensive character arcs in the whole series! There's also something to be said about her representation of Cinco de Mayo, which I'm hoping to see possibly return in Paleteria (I know it'll go hard in this game I just KNOW it)

Makaila - Well, there's always gonna be one character you struggle with... She may be a landlord who rubbed capitalism all over the shores of Calypso island, but I do have to admit that her hexagon motif & Style B dress-coat combo really do strike a fantastic design! And I guess that in a meta sense, it is nice to have a more morally ambiguous customer in the mix

Mandi - I'll admit it's a bit harder to distinguish where the line is between real life and in-universe for Mandi, even more so than with other IRL customers, but nonetheless she makes it work! The owl motif is really really cute, especially with that Wendy's Wheels kart! Wouldn't be surprised if she dresses up as an owl for Halloween, heh.

Marty - Scarlett and the Shakers just wouldn't be the same without him! Marty's diamond motif doesn't come up as much as the other members' respective suits do, but I think that kind of adds to his own offbeat style in a way. He's definitely more of a free spirit with the burguitar and all, I just know he brings a unique flavor to the band. Outside of that, I like how one of his more noteworthy traits is having a beloved hatchback

Mary - MarySue is one of the fandom's most decorated ships, and for good reason! Mary is one of those characters who is completely brimming with personality, from her flipdeck all the way down to the design of her kart. Painter by day, bagpiper by night, full-time pug enjoyer! She's like the sun to Sue's moon in that sense, with her enthusiasm for life meshing with Sue's hard-working demeanor

Matt - While I know this is about the customers as characters and not real individuals, I have to give a shoutout to Matt for being one of the most genuinely pleasant people I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. As a customer, I really dig how he goes full sports fan in his Style B! And for one of the hockey teams no less, you don't see those get much rep in the Flipverse

Mayor Mallow - As far as politician characters go, you have to admit this guy's inherently one of the funnier ones. I mean just look at him! The way is posture tilts so far back, the rosy cheeks he always has, having a big letter M for a belt buckle... I can just tell they were having so much fun when they designed him. Also he loves parades and hates debates, lmao

Mesa - Another no-info KCP winner, so we have to go on design alone for her. And her design really carries her far! She just oozes style, from the top of her mini top hat to the bottom of her fiery patterned dress! And the color orange really elevates the red-black color scheme of her outfit! Dare I say it, her design is strong enough to rival those of the official customers. She deserved her KCP win through and through

Mindy - She's quirkyyy. Love her evolving look throughout the years & how her hair color is always fluid... I wonder if she's ever experimented with being a redhead. Wonder what other hair experiments she's done on herself and her boyfriend, I bet that man's mop was nasty before he met her (honestly the more I think about their dynamic the more I realize just how fun it can get)

Mitch - The funny man!!! Mitch and his messy mess!!! Big fan of how he contrasts with his coworker Maggie, while she's made big things of herself and is very accomplished all Mitch wants to do is eat food like Kenji and go outside. And eat hot chip and lie. The outdoorsman aspect is something I realize I kinda gloss over in my head more often than not

Moe/The Dynamoe - Again, fan favorite characters! I already posted that long and comprehensive speculation on Moe's possible Moe-tivations and the creation of the alter ego Dynamoe, so let's focus more on his design: It was a real stroke of genius to have him turn the color scheme on his head between outfits! Compare that to Joy/Ninjoy, where the red/blue of her work outfit can combine to be the purple of her hero costume... Neat stuff innit? Love his spiffy white gloves too

Mousse - Oniontown's definitely one of the more dingy locations in the Flipverse, and Mousse provides a pretty comprehensive window into that seedy underbelly that hides under the surface of tourism and history. I'd do anything to get official backdrops of the Gingersnap Lounge... The twins also really make themselves known in their orders, always keeping the light/dark food theme consistent between games. Or is it whipped cream/choco mousse theme? Hm

Mr. Bombolony - His name is DOB for crying out loud... He writes PARODY SONGS and SINGS THEM for the morning announcements... And even just his design, that goofy oversized shirt he proudly wears... There isn't a single aspect about this man that isn't absurdly hilarious, and I completely adore him for it. A walking legend. Dob Bombolony, destroyer of worlds and purveyor of DadCringe

Nevada - If I were a member of the Flipverse, I would ABSOLUTELY stop by her storefront and grab me some genuine ocean jewelry. One of the things that I've always liked about Nevada is the way she accessorizes her head specifically—the feathered hairpiece, those tinted glasses, and the double braid of her hair are what make her an icon!

Nick - I've always had a soft spot for Nick. He's just a sorta clumsy kid who loves life on the rapids, sometimes he wears his safety gear and sometimes he doesn't. What you see is what you get with Nick, and that's what I like about him! Also I wonder how he ended up being friends with Mitch, though the two of them being outdoorsy types seems to lead to an obvious conclusion

Ninjoy/Joy - Ahh, what would the Flipverse be without her? I always found it downright fascinating that the vigilante hero of the Flipverse is related to Papa himself by blood. And her distaste for Nowtime News is incredibly interesting too, for all the questions it raises about what the tension is like: Do Duke Gotcha and Shannon have the same beef as the rest of the corporation? How does Nowtime depict The Dynamoe? And what does Joy think about the corporation when she's not busy being Ninjoy? All very intriguing questions that just wouldn't be possible without her, you go girl

Nye - He canonically has a sugar daddy. Straight up, his creator has confirmed that he has a sugar daddy & has created a design for said sugar daddy. That is INSANE especially for what this series is... But enough about that, Nye stands quite well on his own even without that aspect of his character. The Style B he wears does an incredibly excellent job of balancing two different patterns without it becoming overbearing on the design, which is pretty tough to pull off well!

Okalani - Even after the hotbed of controversy that was her flipdeck, I find that Okalani's really a great customer through and through. I just know she has the most wonderful friendship with the other island locals... And you can't deny that her hairstyle is beautiful

Olga - Like I said with Little Ed, the marriage and relationship has gotta be one of the cutest things Flipline's done! And the fact she still wears that wedding dress as her Style B outfit is both amusing and adorable, if I do say so myself

Olivia - They managed to strike a beautiful compromise between goofy and stylish in her design, a trait befitting of her status as the party girl! She's also quite a shining example of how to properly execute an offbeat color scheme, everything comes together really well in both her outfits (and the holiday ones too, but those ones switch the colors up)

Pally - Never gonna be able to forgive the fans for how they treated Pally at first. There isn't a better representative for PLP out there! The gimmick of having outfits from the ingame holiday clothes selection was great at displaying the lesser-used items, but I think Pally really found her true potential when the flipdeck hit the pages—she might just be the most powerful optimist in the whole Flipverse! And I mean the WHOLE Flipverse, across every dimension they have

Papa Louie - The man himself. The FACE of the series. The Italian mustache monopoly man with the pizza procuring prowess... And we really do owe it all to him, Flipline Studios wouldn't be what it is today without him! As a character, I have to say that he's surprisingly versatile. Some depict him as the friendly lovable chef that the universe paints him as, some show him as a despicable greedy crook who throws anyone under the bus at the drop of a hat... And frankly I'm glad that he gets this much variance

Peggy - Country girls make do. Peggy's design might not be the flashiest, but she really does feel authentic as a cowgirl. And it's quite charming how she's like the flagship character for spicy foods, even more so than Ember the firefighter and Mesa the, uh... Fire motif! On top of that, her hairstyle is an interesting one to pick apart as well. I always imagined that her cowgirl activities kick up enough dust to make her hair go stiff, which is why it curls up against gravity like that

Penny - Love her or hate her... Who am I kidding, why would anyone hate her! Even the most jaded of us have to admit that the whole flower motif she has is adorable. And there's also something impressive about her being present in every game in the franchise, all the way back to the original WPA! I wish some of the Youtubers were more normal about her, though... But bemoaning the weirdos isn't what this list is about

Perri - I must say it's quite bold for a cyclist character to never be seen wearing a real helmet, but there's so much more to Perri than just her looks. She lives in a WINDMILL! She bought a windmill and turned it into her HOME! One can only imagine the whimsy that she lives through every day

Petrona - If anyone in this universe deserves the title of girlboss, it's Petrona without a doubt. Her flipdeck may not have been the longest, but it got the job done quickly and efficiently. Much like herself! I like how even her design reflects her no-nonsense attitude and determined work ethic

Pinch Hitwell - Sometimes I think about how the only named baseball player we know of so far is a substitute batter. And how he's apparently a good enough substitute batter to appear on a poster for oatmeal cookies... Also how he doesn't even order oatmeal cookies in that game, despite being on THE POSTER FOR IT alright enough of that tangent. I have to be genuine here, I really consider Pinch one of my favorite customers! There's just something so charming about his looks, his new outfits for each town, and the way he always keeps finding new ways to surprise us

Professor Fitz - Again, no ensemble cast of characters is complete without at least one eccentric scientist! Professor Fitz delivers on every front, from his bow tie to his lightning bolt hair, and the notable tinge of green in his outfit really helps him stand out in the realm of scientist characters. And we can't forget that his title of professor isn't just as a scientist, but as an academic too!

Prudence - People rag on Flipline for having weirder names as the games went on, but she goes to show that odd names have always been at the heart of the series. Her relationship with Pickle is really nice too, very fun to see someone who carries a dog in a bag! For some reason I've always associated her with Elle Woods of Legally Blonde (and vice versa)

Quinn - And here she is, the reigning queen of the closer lineup! Her constant presence as a closer marks her as a familiar face to even the most fledgling greenhorns of the franchise. The vast amount of differing headcanons I've seen for her do well to stimulate the imagination, from the divorce scenarios of the forum to the rom-com fanworks this site has to offer! Whether they revolve around Timm or not, it's always a pleasure to see people's takeaways on such a unique customer

Radlynn - Radish girl radish girl radish girl. As far as the baddie fans trio goes, her position is unique in that she personally MET Radley, and that iconic knit hat was a gift from him to her! There's also something special about how her Style B is literally Radley's very own outfit from his own debut appearance, down to that wide brimmed hat and goggles. That's dedication

Rhonda - Glad to have a real trucker on the character lineup, and as far as trucker characters go, I don't think I've ever seen any quite like her! I don't express it often, but she's definitely one of the higher tier customers in my personal rankings. And her relationship with Rico is by far my favorite official canon pairing!

Rico - Byeah incarnate. His character arc happened humourously quick, with him being a rough biker in his intro and then immediately mellowing out once he hit the shores of Calypso. The chili arc was a great one too, with his recipe making it all the way into the ranks of Papa's very own restaurants! His chili even gets served up at the Pastaria, and they're a very high class establishment so you KNOW his chili is god tier

Ripley - We have a customer directly tied to Munchmore! Hell yeah! Her expeditions were by far one of the most interesting things to happen to the blog since, well... Ever! I really do miss those posts, they were a great way to get a better look at that dimension & Ripley's quirky way of speaking was a sight to behold too

Rita - The forumers have a bad tendency to sell Rita short. While her Burgeria job may be a noted part of her personality, she's also got some extra depths of her own! Like how she straight up moved to Burgerburgh when she won her job, or the way her outfit's slowly evolved over the years. I'm not kidding, that outfit progression is genuinely a sight to behold! And of course how can I not mention the film buff aspect of her personality, considering she's basically the FACE of Sugarplex Film Fest

Robby - This man was stranded on an island for 3 years. It's highly likely he was the only survivor of the shrimp boat capsizing... And how did he emerge from this experience? As a PIRATE! I dare say that's one of my favorite takes I've ever seen on a castaway story

Rollie - Oh, how I love him. There's just something I personally find so charming about Rollie... It might be his outfit, maybe it's his detailed backstory, the Halloween costume definitely factors into it... But one thing is for certain: His status as my all-time favorite customer isn't going anywhere! Keep rollin' on, you magnificent man

Roy - I'd argue he's just as important to the series as Papa is, if not more (at least for the mainline gamerias). The perpetually exhausted heir to the franchise's name, Roy really is much more than a mere delivery boy—he's the wheels that keep the original Pizzeria moving! And I really like how much of his personality comes out in the Style B, he clearly knows how to rock outside of work

Rudy - He's definitely the one who keeps the punk in ska-punk, that's a given. And he also goes to show how even a bassist can be a standout member of a band! Even outside of Scarlett and the Shakers, he's got quite a unique set of circumstances. His flipdeck establishes his deep connection to Powder Point as a town, as well as showing how much he absolutely despises Guy Mortadello above anything or anyone else... It's always funny when a flipdeck lists a character's hates as another established character

Santa - Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night! Figy Pudding! While it's incredibly funny on its own that Santa is real and casually eats at restaurants in broad daylight in this universe, it's also really funny how his existence means that every customer in this series now has a Ryu number of 2, if you're familiar with that at all. I've known people who want Santa Claus carnally

Sarge Fan - What I find fun about him is that while the other two baddie fans at least have some connection to their respective bosses, Sarge Fan kinda... Doesn't. Radlynn met Radley when she was young, LePete found a crumpled poster of his hero, and Sarge Fan... Nothing happened, he's just like that for some reason! Love a guy who's just an inexplicable little freak. Also he runs the Pop Dart stand in Powder Point when Foodini's off the clock, which is its own little mystery in itself

Sasha - She's part of the school's marching band and debate team, she's an apprentice cheesemaker, she's always got a loving family to fall back on... We have a pretty clear picture of what Sasha's life is like, don't we? And of course there's her notable obsession with the creatures of Munchmore, which seems to imply that her memories from her time there were deeply cherished, formative even

Scarlett - And of course, the face of Scarlett and the Shakers! I really like how it's listed that she hates Pop Music (girl would NEVER be a Swiftie, in fact I bet none of the SatS members are) and how she wears so many different hats as a member of the band, metaphorically. She's the lead singer, she writes all the songs, and she'll even bust out extra instruments when the show calls for them! Talk about a renaissance gal!

Scooter - I remember back when playing the platformers in my youth, she became my go-to character pick because the skateboard was just THAT fun. And I also really groove with her cherrybomb motif! Plus, she's a strong contender for the hardest pose anyone's ever hit in a flipdeck

Shannon - She was Nowtime News before Nowtime News was even a fleshed-out thing! I've always been fond of her eclectic style. Especially how her sweater used to have a mismatched button, I wish they didn't patch that out... Team Gotcha just wouldn't be Team Gotcha without her

Sienna - She is REALLY dedicated to autumn! Even if Thanksgiving gets replaced someday (hopefully), I'll never be able to see her favor any holiday outside of that three-month bracket... She just straight-up is the season of fall incarnate, see? Anyways she's also got quite a backstory on her back, having grown up in Toastwood only to find a new beautiful home in Portallini! Something about the detail that she's struggling to make friends also makes me feel for her, like a window into her personal life

Simone - She's THE lo-fi girl and don't you forget it! One thing I always liked about her is how her outfit and hairstyle look like something straight out of the Sims future expansion pack, if that's anything to go off of. Gives her a really pointed vibe, it does! And let's not forget how the meaning of her name is "listening", to go alongside Didar's meaning of sight and vision—they did their name research!

Skip - There's a lot of things I like about Skip. His ever-present love for pistachios, his trait of being a tailgating football fan, heck even the way they designed his stubble... But above it all, what I really think is the best part of Skip is the tenderness that he has deep down, shown by his care of Pastrami. Rat owners tend to be mistreated by their peers, just as the animal itself is strongly associated as being a pest to be eraticated, so the fact that he proudly carries Pastrami everywhere shows that Skip has true compassion that shines beyond the hatred and intolerance of the world around him... And for that, I can't help but love him

Skyler - Remnants of Skystone may be long lost media at this point, but I'm glad that we got Skyler out of it! On top of being references to the now-gone MMO, her outfits are absolutely stunning on their own, quite unlike anything any of the other customers have. There's also the touch of her being a jewelry student who uses her talents for steampunk cosplay, which is a fabulous way of making it make sense in-universe!

Sprinks the Clown - I've always had something of a deep respect for those who pursue a career in clown performance, even having dreamed of such a thing as a youth myself. So I may have something of a soft spot for a working clown like Sprinks, sue me. I quite like how they explained her Style B as her dedication to the craft even on her worst days, which I also find really admirable! You have to be strong to be a clown, and she's certainly stronger than I could ever be

Steven - While his looks are deceivingly simple, his creator left a paragraph that really defined how I perceive the man. I believe it was implied that he plays in a punk-metal band at night, which is already pretty badass on its own! Seems to be supported by his consistent favoring of Groovstock, which is pretty good attention to detail from Matt and Tony. Steven's bio also mentioned that he has a "hot chest" multiple times, for whatever that's worth...

Sue - The second half of the whole that is MarySue, Sue is a true powerhouse of a character. I have to compliment how well they work as a couples dynamic, with Sue's irritability and Mary's general exuberance, I can easily imagine how Mary helps to relieve the daily stress that Sue endures while Sue helps keep Mary grounded in reality... Even if we don't explicitly see it, they really do have great chemistry!

Taylor - Taylor's probaly one of the best classic customers in the set, franky speaking. I do appreciate how his outfits contain remnants of bygone eras, such as his walkman in the Style A and the power glove in the Style B... Really goes to show how long this series has been around, hm? And I really love how they accomplished the earbud effect by utilizing the back hair sprites!

Timm - I'll be damned, he's fantastic! He's definitely made his mark around here, what with the association with Quinn & all the baggage that comes with that. And I do often think about his "very manly perm" alongside his prominently displayed chest hair... Put that in your pipe and smoke it, eh?

Tohru - While I may have had my qualms with her general reception, I cannot deny that Tohru is a very solid character in her own right. I gotta respect the fact that she's a stage crew member, of course, and her being a let's player opens up a world of possibilities for fun gaming scenarios to put her in. And her design, of course! I really do adore the button motif they gave her in the Bakeria refresh, and her updated pigtails are honestly a real treat to look at. And the color scheme's great too

Tony - Aside from being the creative genius behind all these characters, Tony's a pretty fun customer to have around himself! Love love LOVE that Mothman costume, and how it pushes the boundaries of what can be done in the Flipline artstyle. I also find it fun how you can customize the length of his hair once you unlock both his styles

Treble - They were a star ever since they first appeared! Gotta say that them receiving their flipdeck in the eleventh hour of pride month was one hell of a clutch. Flipline did a really good job on the characterization front, I don't think any of us were expecting them to be an auto shop high schooler but I'm not complaining! Only makes the alt-punk outfit more poignant, really

Trishna - Fashionista! As a customer, she adds distinct flavor to the Whiskview Mall employee lineup while still managing to fit in with the general vibe. She also absolutely nails the fashionista angle, from the casual Style A to her over-the-top elegant Style B! And you gotta love that custom phone case she touts in that flipdeck pic

Utah - Being the only non-closer Calypso Island native in the original Freezeria, Utah definitely had an important impact in her debut appearance. I theorize that's how she became such a popular customer in the first place... One thing I like is how pink lemonade quickly became one of her defining characteristics, I mean just look at her Wendy's Wheels kart! Oh, and she absolutely killed it in her Summer Luau exclusive outfit... I dare say it's even better than her regular styles

Vicky - It's been said before but I have to reiterate it, Vicky haters are the weakest link. She's got impeccable style, she's got mom cred with Mindy, and she maaay not have that much talent as a makeup artist but we still love her just the same! I really do find it wholesome how she and her daughter both run the salon, a true family business that it is

Vincent - And speaking of family business! Always ready with the customer coupon and Style B deliveries, it's easy to get familiar with his recurring face. And apparently vice versa, considering he goes all across the globe for his deliveries & remembers EVERYONE'S name that he meets... Honestly that's kind of insane when you wrap your head around it! One thing I found surprising is that the bag he wears is entirely removable with the right tools, and doing so reveals that his jacket had a secret zipper all along... The intricacies of the character models never cease to amaze

Wally - The Mayonnaise Man himself, where do we even begin... Well, how about his fishing history? Ever since his debut, he's always had an association with fish, with the whole anchovy thing kind of being the entire basis of his flipdeck. Fishing is clearly in his blood, with what we see in his Style B alluding to either a hobby or a history as a fisherman, probably both... Yeah yeah I know, I've said it a thousand times already, but the hidden depths of these characters really do go a very long way.

Wendy - She's so cool! Even the two-tone plastic frame glasses start looking a little badass when she sports 'em, not easy to do that! And we gotta give her the respect she deserves for being the driving force behind all these Wendy's Wheels updates, which remain to this day the greatest ongoing blog feature (not counting sneak peeks)

Whiff - He may have bad posture and an odd expression, but that shouldn't get in the way of his worth as a customer, should it? For what it's worth, the man's outfit really compliments his character, and you're just flat-out lying if you deny how hard he rocks the tattoos! Like come on, they're gummeels! And considering the artstyle, you have to admit that it's pretty funny that he hates leg day when nobody has any legs

Whippa - The other Oniontown twin, let's see. I talked about the twins' info with Mousse, so let's shine more of a spotlight on their designs this time. Love 'em! Love how their opaque shades build them up as threatening people from the get-go, love how their outfit patterns are shared between styles, and it's quite good how they're both essentially the skinniest twigs to walk the Flipverse so far. Whippa in particular really goes above and beyond with her outfit, that slick white hairstyle absolutely slams down! And the Style B, oh good LORD that is one hell of a slick Style B

Willow - There's always gotta be a goth girl, hum? As far as goths go, I appreciate the unique angle they went for with Willow! They weren't afraid to go all out with the teal, and her Style B only goes farther with the bright colors! Her flipdeck info serves a good deal too, she's a very shy poet and she cares for her pet tarantula Jackie very dearly. Speaking of, Jackie! The greatest pet in the whole Flipverse, bar none, even past the likes of Smokie and Pastrami

Wylan B - Y'know, there's some kind of subtle nuance in the way both he and his dad try a little too hard to be seen as "cool" that comes back around to being cringe, but both in generationally different ways. A neat touch all things considered... Also that Style B goes absolutely INSANE

Xandra - Weirdgirl representation! While there's plenty to be said about her and her brother's place in the universe, this is still about their strengths as indiviuals. One thing Xandra has over her brother is her fabulous tutu and the makeup to match! Plus, her clown costume is kind of just generally better than Xolo's

Xolo - As for things that Xolo leads the race in, one need not look farther than his magical fantabulous scarf! Really, I think that it's one of his best features, alongside those rockstar-like torn sleeves. Definitely paints him as the rougher, tougher side of the family... Also, his pants being all patched up with patches connects him to his foster mother Edna in a really cute way

Yippy - Cookie Scouts! We know about them thanks to her. She's really a lot more hardworking than she seems on the surface, given how she somehow makes enough money as a cookie scout to visit the restaurants as often as the grown-up regulars do. And her Creameo belt buckle wass a very inspired choicie to go along her cookie theme

Yui - I'm not entirely sure what official information for her is out there to be honest, but even without it, she's a very strong customer! Her orders certainly make a strong impression, and that Style B of hers might just be one of the greatest Style Bs ever put to a KCP contestant!

Yuko - Hey, the first customer to carry around a prop! That parasol of hers is probably one of my favorite design decisions done to a recent customer, especially how it makes her Style B shine like the sun! Her info was also quite full of surprises, such as how she's the mother of Prudence and how she was one of the original Pizzeria apartment residents. Can't wait to meet Espen!

Zoe - Last but certainly not least, my favorite hippie! Speaking of props, I really love the way that she always has her guitar on her. And that beautiful paisley pattern that decorates her outfit really adds to her design too! I do like how her dream in life isn't anything overly ambitious or grandiose, she just wants to own a coffee shop and support the arts with it. Truly a good person to the core, she is! And her fear of heights is a very interesting cherry on top

That took a couple days, but it was fun! Really worth the effort. Can you tell how passionate about this series and all its characters

[sailor-aviator]

Tom and Jake's Relationship

Story: The Dagger Posse Universe

Word Count: 2k (oops)

TW: Mentions of death, Mentions of illness, Mentions of pandemic, Mentions of funerals, Mentions of burials, References to prostitution, Mentions of hanging, Starvation. Think that's it.

A/N: Been sitting on this one for a while. I wanted to show the kind of relationship that Jake and Ice have, and I sure hope I was able to give you even the slightest glimpse into how much they care about one another. Please enjoy!

The epidemic that swept the small town of Maverick was as quick as it was devastating. It slaughtered several of the different townsfolk, and left several with no family left. Tom had been there to comfort Pete "Maverick" Mitchell and a small Bradley Bradshaw when Nick and Carole had been lowered into the cold, dark earth of the desert. Bradley had been so young, and he had clung to Maverick's leg, hiding his face away. Tom wasn't sure if it was to keep from seeing his parents like that or to keep his parents from seeing him like that.

They had been good, kind people. Goose was well liked by most and Carole was well liked by all. Both always having smiles for whoever had the fortune of encountering them. And they had been fighters, holding out until they couldn't find the strength to draw another breath.

Tom had been walking aimlessly down the streets of Maverick after their funeral, searching for what, he didn't know at the time. The day had been cold and eerily calm, like the desert mourned with the sheriff too. The image of young Bradley clinging to Maverick's leg as he tried so hard to keep a brave face replayed in his head. The only time he cracked was when the men began to lower the coffins into the graves below, and the boy had shed a single tear and let out a solitary sob.

Tom's heart broke for the son of his friends, but he knew that Penny and Mav would take good care of him. Still, it wasn't easy to lose your parents, especially at such a young age.

He rounded a corner near the edge of town, stopping short at the solitary figure that sat huddled on the foot of the stairs leading up to the back of the butcher's shop. Mossy, green eyes popped up to look at him, and Tom was taken aback by how gaunt the poor boy looked.

"Jake," he nodded, looking him over. There were dark circles under his eyes, skin pale and he definitely looked thinner than the last time the older man had seen him.

"Sheriff," the blond nodded back, voice barely audible as he slumped back in on himself. Tom felt a pang run through his heart at how tired he sounded. A boy of eight years shouldn't be sounding like that.

"What are you doing, Jake?"

"Sarah didn't make enough to feed us again," the boy whispered, eyes closed in defeat. "I always tell her that I found food somewhere else so she gets enough to eat without worryin' about me. Sometimes the butcher will give me scraps that I can cook."

"How long has this been going on?"

He shrugged. "Since Ma an' Da' died."

Tom's stomach lurched. A couple of weeks then. The sheriff knew he couldn't go on like this. He knew that Sarah was doing her best to provide for her and her brother, but there was only so much a girl of fourteen could do unless she chose to sell herself. Tom wasn't going to let that happen. He owed it to their parents to take care of the two.

"Come with me, Jake," he murmured, causing the boy to look up at him in confusion.

"What?" He frowned, stumbling to a stand. "Why?"

"We're going to go see Penny about a meal."

"I can't afford that, Mr. Ice," Jake exclaimed, despair in his eyes. Tom shook his head, placing a gentle hand on his shoulders to guide him back into town.

"Don't you worry about that. I'll get you sorted out."

And Tom had seen to it that Jake ate regularly, cooking him meals and sending him home with leftovers as often as he could. He had even taught him to hunt, and the boy was a halfway decent shot when he wanted to be.

Soon, Jake was old enough to work, and Tom made sure the boy was being paid fair wages, working odd jobs to earn enough to support him and his sister.

"You're not workin' too hard, are you, Jake?" He asked the young man one day. Jake had looked at him with a tired smile, rubbing at his eyes as he answered.

"No, Tom," he sighed. "I'm not working too hard. Just earning my living."

Tom had hummed, but made sure to slip a couple of extra dollars into the boy's pouch when he wasn't looking. Winter was coming up, and he knew Jake was in need of a new pair of boots. It had been too long since he bought the last pair, and it would do him no good to run around without proper footwear. Now that he thought about it, it wouldn't hurt to give him a couple more dollars for new clothes, so into the pouch it went.

Tom couldn't help the smile that grew on his face at the sight of Jake in his new trousers and boots two weeks later.

"What are you grinnin' about?" Jake had asked him, brow furrowed in curiosity. Tom just shook his head and chuckled.

"Don't you mind now."

Tom knew that Jake's heart was in the right place, but he could have done without the extra grey hairs.

"Bradley's problems are his own," he had groused to the blond. "You shouldn't go gettin' into trouble for someone who's fighting their own demons, son."

"Bradley is my friend, Ice," Jake had sighed, sipping on his beer at the bar. "I'm not leaving a friend to walk through hell alone."

Tom felt a twinge of pride. Jake had grown into a fine young man. Loyal, strong, kind, and clever. All things a man should be, Tom supposed, but Jake's loyalty was a double edged sword at best.

"I'm not going to be able to bail you out of these predicaments for forever, you know," he had grumbled, sipping on his own beer. Jake huffed out a laugh, patting the older man on the shoulder.

"I don't expect you to," he grinned, shooting him a wink. "One day I'll have enough money where I won't need to do this anymore. Maybe I'll even build you a fancy new house while I'm at it."

"Every single one of these grey hairs is because of you, you know," Tom scowled, shoving the younger man lightly.

"I think they make you look distinguished."

"Smartass."

Now this was something Tom hadn't expected. Of course, he knew that Jake had his fair share of flings with the women in town, but he had never seen the boy so transfixed before. And it appeared the young lady had taken an interest back in him, though the more he observed the two, the more he wasn't sure she knew the extent of her feelings.

"You just don't know when to quit, do you son?" He had remarked to Jake one day after the young lady had left him standing in the middle of the street. Jake squared his shoulders back, and despite his grin, Tom saw a look of quiet determination in his green eyes.

"I'm going to marry that girl one day, Tom," he had declared.

"Pretty sure she has to like you first."

"I'll get her to like me," the blond shot back. And for a moment, Tom was taken aback. In Jake's eyes was a mixture of two things the older man wasn't sure he had ever seen before: nervousness and longing.

"Give it time," Tom cautioned, squeezing Jake's shoulder. "A girl like that needs to be earned, not won."

It was now or never. Tom had convinced the marshal to go and get a drink to ease some of his tension, and now was the only chance he would get to free Jake. Tom was never going to let the boy hang, he couldn't let it happen. He knew there would be grave consequences for himself for letting Jake go free, but he wasn't about to let him down. While Bradley had always had Maverick, Jake had always had Tom. Tom wouldn't let the only son he had ever known leave this world by the end of a rope.

He stopped as the front door creaked open to reveal you, a bedraggled wreck as you stared at him. Now this was a surprise. Tom was sure that you wouldn't show up, after all it was late and you were a lady if nothing else.

“You shouldn’t be here, darlin’,” he drawled, placing his feet on the floor. “This ain’t no place for a lady such as yourself.”

“Where is he?” You asked him, stepping into the room and quickly closing the door behind you. Tom heard Jake call out, and as you moved towards the back room, he stopped you.

“Are you sure you’re ready to see him like this?” He asked you quietly, lips pressing into a thin line as he continued to study you. You stared at him with fire in your eyes, a fire that had Tom's mind blazing in curiosity. What a tough little thing you were.

“Please,” you murmured, your eyes never wavering. “Please let me see him.”

Tom stared at you for a moment longer before glancing at the door. Any chance of getting Jake out now was gone the second you stepped foot through the door. He would have to come up with another plan, but for now, the least he could do is let the two of you see each other.

“You have five minutes, Scout.”

Tom was still thinking about the way your eyes had sparkled as you saw the wanted poster for Isaac Cassidy. He could practically see the cogs in your head turning as you played the part of the damsel in distress for Beau, but Tom could see now that you were no fool. No, you were more than capable, and he supposed that you had come up with a plan of your own.

"That girl of yours sure is something," he had mused to Jake, watching the blue light of the morning filter into the jail.

"You have no idea," the young man croaked back. "I love her, Tom."

"I know."

"I don't want her to see my hang."

Tom paused at that. He had already come up with a contingency plan, but a feeling inside of him told him that you were hard at work making preparations for your own handiwork.

"Somehow," Tom drawled, "I don't think she will."

There was a moment of silence between the two of them.

"I'm sorry, Tom."

"What the hell are you sorry for?" Tom rolled his eyes, earning a sigh.

"I'm sorry for how things ended up. You always warned me to stay out of trouble, and now here we are."

"Yeah, well," Tom sniffed, pushing out of his chair and heading for the door. He had to speak with Maverick before time was up. "Maybe you'll listen to me once you get out of here."

And with that, he walked through the door.

Tom watched as Jake led you down the road, the crowd crowing eagerly behind him. He had to hand it to you, you were a cunning, ruthless lady. Not many people could have pulled off what you did, and Tom could count you as one of the few people in this world that left him impressed.

He supposed that Jake would try to stay out of trouble moving forward, but trouble had always had a knack for finding Jake if nothing else. Tom let out a sigh as he watched the young man place a gentle kiss to your forehead, squeezing you tightly as you continued to walk towards your home.

"You comin'?" Bradley asked him, an impassive look on his face. Tom nodded, turning to start making his way through the crowd. He wasn't one to take delight in death, but he was certainly one to make sure that no harm came to the people he cared about. Isaac Cassidy would die today in place of Jake Seresin. Tom would rest easy knowing that the boy he raised would stay safe for another day.

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o.s. the plan mikey never got to

summary: you come across a picture of one of mikey's family members. he has to be careful not to think too much about carmen (implied carmen berzatto x afab!reader)

reflection: i had this idea in my head for a while now. like, imagine mikey wanting you and carmen to get together after he gets to know you? do you know how heartbreaking that would be? anyhow, i am taking requests if anyone is interested. please enjoy and feedback is always appreciated!

warnings: angst, depression, overthinking, avoidance, commentary on mental health, implied carmy x reader, carmen is not in this, this is probably set before the fishes episode in season 2, cursing, somewhat sad ending (please let me know if there are other warnings i need to add)

word count: 1,190

( this work has been cross-posted to ao3 )

“Who’s this?” You ask, raising the picture frame in your hand up for Mikey to see. He squints where he stands, his hands currently preoccupied with rubbing seasoning onto the rack of ribs in front of him. He recognizes the photo from the frame alone, dipping his head down to turn his attention to the meat instead of lingering his gaze for too long across the image.

“My brother Carmen,” he says, his tone short. It’s easier to attempt cutting that thread before it starts. He doesn’t blame you for your curiosity since you’re new to the Beef and therefore new to his family, but he’s not in the mood to discuss his brother at the moment. Truthfully, his mood’s allowed few discussions about anything of value for a long time, but he can’t dwell on it. He has over ten mouths to feed, the barbecue he’s hosting being his main priority.

As he washes his hands free of the paste constructed of seasonings and the sticky binder he used, he hears you speak again.

“He’s kinda cute,” you remark.

Mikey haphazardly dries his hands on his shirt, the sentence pulling a chuckle from the back of his throat. He looks at you properly, catching sight of how you’re still closely examining the picture. Before he can think about his strained sibling relationship, he notices how a light smile forms on your lips. You’re a hard worker and you learn relatively fast. He didn’t invite you here because he didn’t think you weren’t capable or competent. On the contrary, Mikey’s observed the twitch in your hands as you cut vegetables, how you slowly nod when he explains a recipe, and how you stay even after closing to take advantage of the available equipment under the guise of making conversation. Mikey knows the potential that seeps off you because he’s seen it before, he just didn’t know what point of reference he had in mind.

That is until he sees you nursing a picture of his brother. That’s right. That’s what it is. You remind him of Carmy. All earnestness in the kitchen, quiet but witty, and hankering on some underlying compassion that neither of you express in words, but through whatever it is you’re putting together in a culinary environment. You’re missing the temper, but Mikey isn’t the kind of guy to try and draw that out of you. The Bear will take care of reminding Mikey of it when he eventually comes home again.

“Think so? I have to warn you, he can be an asshole,” Mikey discards the ribs in favor of sauntering to where you are, grasping the photo out of your hands. He swallows thickly as he creates eye contact with picture-Carmy, the memory of the day coming back to him like a bad show tune.

“That’s what all siblings say. Tell me about him? I only knew you had a sister,” you encourage, leaning your lower back into the sofa behind you. Mikey sighs, scratching the back of his head and then the beard growing on his face. The point of shaving’s become lost to him.

“Uh, yeah,” he turns the frame back and forth in one hand, “we took this after we went to the Pier. He was being… he was being Carmy. Didn’t want the hassle of posing and holding still, had to talk him into it. Ma wanted a recent picture since his stubborn ass usually avoids them,” Mikey explains with a shrug of his broad shoulders. He places the picture frame back where you found it, taking a spot next to you after that. He mimics how you’re crossing your arms to your chest, the silence you fall into being a signal for him to continue talking.

“Carmen’s smart. Kid’s talented in a lot of ways. I’ve always known that, and now, he’s proving it to every fancy shmancy chef out there. He’s becoming what some people can only dream of,” Mikey says thoughtfully.

“Where is he?” You question. Mikey looks at the floor. Carmen’s been gone for a long time. Too long. But it’s better this way. Mikey believes it to be.

“Copenhagen. Think he likes it there more than he likes it here,” Mikey jokes, shaking his head back and forth. You don’t laugh, much to his dismay. He sees you staring at him out of the corner of his eye.

“I’m sure that’s not true.”

Isn’t it, though? Carmen hasn’t been home in ages, and honestly, Mikey doesn’t think it’s a bad thing. It’s a really good thing, actually. Chicago isn’t the place someone goes to fulfill all their dreams and all their inherent capabilities. Copenhagen, wherever the fuck that is and however the fuck it looks, is a much more savory option, especially in comparison to Chicago. No, Carmen shouldn’t be jumping at the opportunity to return. He’s exactly where Mikey wants him to be.

“Nah, he… he belongs there…”

Tension collects in the air as both you and Mikey go quiet. He’s aware his words didn’t leave room for you to reply with something, but then again, Mikey doesn’t think he wants you to. This has gone on longer than he’s comfortable with and while he thinks you’re sweet, he doesn’t have the energy to go into more details about Carmen and where he is and why Mikey has to battle the conflict of wanting his brother to succeed, even if that means without him. It was always supposed to be without him. He doesn’t have the time and his skin is beginning to itch with the need to buckle out of his head and back to the present where he’s supposed to be cooking ribs for his barbecue. That’s what this is, Mikey has to live where he is and push Carmen to a far space in his mind.

“Come on, let’s head out, party’s outside, not in here,” Mikey chirps up, his usual swagger and booming voice adopted with ease. He walks away from your side at the couch and grabs at the two ends of the rack. Thankfully, you don’t pry or press about the subject change, opening the door for him so he can step through and head to the grill.

Richie catches you once you’re both outside. The birds tweet, the wind flows through your blouse, and you’re a natural at navigating the shit-talking storm that Richie’s subjected you to. You fit right in. Mikey makes a mental note to introduce you to Carmen once he comes back home. You two would be a good fit. You’re pretty, intelligent, and you seem to think his brother is attractive enough to stare at his picture for longer than two minutes. That’s enough reason. It’s not because you could possibly keep Carmen around. No… it’s not because he needs Carmen to be happy outside of the Beef. It’s not Mikey’s overbearing need to take care of everyone before himself. It’s not because he needs someone to look after Carmen and ensure he doesn’t end up like Mikey. It’s not. It’s not.

It is.

But Mikey never gets to introduce you two. Richie does.

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Captain Price x fem! reader

The reader is preferred as a callsign Blitz. No names besides that are used!

English ain't ma first language ✨

Idk if i should do part 2, comment If yuh

Rain poured down onto the mudy shooting range. No dust flying around, only the scent of rain filled nostrils of who ever decedided to go out. Or maybe a soldier who was punished, who knows. (I do)

Mostly everyone's stayed inside the base, alongside the comanding officers. Even the famouse groups of the base, the TF141 wasn't on any missions. Whitch was suprisng for them, everyone needs a rest eventually.

Voices and sounds of boots clicking on the floors rafieted off of the walls, filing in as white notice for people. No conflict and no fighting. No one was under stress.. Expect the officer who were preparing for the upcoming missions of there squads, plattons. No diferent to that was Blitz. The colonel of the base, one that junior officers often come to ask for advice.

Blitz was a woman of few words, yet somhow even in a sentance that grasps 5 words, it helps them. Yet, people referred to her as scary, her image was used by lieutenants to scare new recruits, even in a joking manner.

Who wouldn't take a double look when passing by her. Woman that reached the height of 6'2 feet tall (shush.). Uniform always neatly put on, never a fold or a smudge udge on it. Scars cover most of her body, after 27 years of service it was expected. Her tired face graced a faint smile she offered soldiers that saluted her or asked for advice. Even after reaching the age of 45 years old, she refused to retire. Passion for work always payed off.

This particular day, she was signing some documents, reading true the never ending files. Silent music played from the small speaker some lieutenant got her for her birthday. (not Ghost, ik you alrady thought of him). Only thing that broke her out of her own small world was the knock on her door. Without looking up she simply yelled "Name and business? "

few silent seconds past and then a man replyed "is captain Price ma'am, i need to ask few questions". He was a man who visited dosnt visit her often.

"come in" and so he dose. The door swiftly opens and closes behind him "what can I help you with?" her eyes dont avert from the paper she was reading. Simply waiting for him to ask the question he came in here for.

"i have few questions about the next.. Operation" the British accent was something way to familiar to her by now. Every 3rd soldier or recruit was a British person.

"ask" the paper was signed an placed down, her gaze now on him

"the general has informed me that someone will be joing us, someone I personaly haven't met, and Laswell has no information about this" Blue eyes stared at her face as a light frown apeard on her face. Scared hands began listing true certain papers that had the symbol of his Task force on them. After few minuts she found the paper

".. Well this ain't right" she scooted her chair back and stood up "ill be right back, stay here"

So he did. Around 10 minuts past when she came back. "I confirmed with Shephard. I'll be joining the OP you will be performing in Croatia next month" Blitz walks back to her deal and sits into her chair. The paper now has a signature writen with red ink on it, it was nicely set down onto a separated file group.

"so you will be attending the breefing?" he asked while looking at her "I supose so" she replied while looking up at him from her sitting position "it's a OP as any other. Your team will find out the details in the breefing, I'll tell you now. Some people formed a gang, something with drug traficing, aperently it got out of control and the military was involved, so you.. We are sent to fix it. Get the boss and make him confess, eliminate him. "

"alright then ma'am" "I'll see you tomorow, captain"

salutes were exchanged and he left the room, closing the door behind himself.

If I should continue this please write down bellow <3

[sunshine-for-serotonin]

ERIK DESTLER MOMMY KINK?! PLS PLS PLS PLS I HAVE NEVER WAMTED TO VIEW SOMETHING WITH MY EYES SO BADLY IN MY ENTIRE LIFE🙏🙏🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️ the way you write him is genuinely so mf good like every time i see your writing it feels like looking into the eyes of some eldrich god in the best way, I feel like a Victorian child eating a pizza lunchable that's how soul ascending your fics are

You, I like you. I have decided you are my favorite anon! I hope you enjoy!! (I refer to Erik’s birth mother by the name madeline!) I’m doing headcannons for this one, but you can be sure a full one shot will follow!!!

How he Found Out

Erik more than likely discovered this kink when he was masturbating to the thought of you. He was moaning loudly, furiously stroking himself and desperately clutching your well loved nightgown close to him, when all of a sudden cries of ‘maman!’ began to bubble past his lips.

Erik more than likely doesn’t even realize what he’s saying, too focused on the image of you on top of him in his mind and his swiftly approaching orgasm.

Goes for about four rounds before calming down enough for the realization to kick in.

Once Erik realizes what he said, he feels an immense amount of shame. At the same time, however, he acknowledges that calling you mommy increases his pleasure and feels healing or comforting in some way. In fact, the mere thought makes him hard enough for a fifth round.

Makes a vow to himself that he will never let you know, and to only call you mommy when he’s by himself. Even so, Erik can’t help but slightly wish you would find out so he didn’t have to hide it anymore.

Fantasizes about you praising him constantly. And when you do actually praise him, even something as simple as praising him for his music or drinking water, makes him rock hard in five seconds flat. So yeah, your words hold an even bigger substantial weight now.

“Maman! Maman please, I’ve been a good boy, I’m your good boy! Maman, please!!”

How you found out

You began to notice that whenever you fucked Erik recently, he has a habit of trying to cover his mouth. Of course, loving the noises Erik makes and being concerned he was shying away from you, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

The next time he’s writhing in pleasure beneath you, you edge him mercilessly just to get Erik all the more desperate. And then, you overstimulate him until he’s nothing but a babbling, sobbing mess, while you start to mix in high amounts of praise as he grabs at you and begs for kisses.

Around his third orgasm straight, Erik’s hand makes it’s way to cover his misshapen lips as his eyes roll back and he spasms beneath you.

Erik can’t help the pathetically aroused whine that leaves his mouth as your hands come up just to pin both of his down by the sides of his head.

“Not this time, baby. I want to hear all those pretty little sounds you make~”

Sobs wrack his body as you go back to edging him. Eriks absolutely desperate for his orgasm but at the same time he’s so overstimulated he can barely think! And then before he can stop himself, Erik loses his mental grip on his mouth.

“Maman! Maman! Maman! Ma-Maman, let me cum please! I need it!! Pleasepleasepleeeaase!”

Shock and horror is painted on Erik’s face as you stop rocking on him to properly process his words. While you may not be natively French, you did know enough of what Erik taught you so far to pick out a few words, however this was not one of them.

“Wanna repeat that, sugar?”

Gazing up at you, Erik’s face burned with heat as his lips trembled.

Seeing as though Erik was having a hard time speaking, you leaned down and began to press kisses on his neck and mouth, whispering:

“It’s okay, baby. I won’t be upset, but why don’t you tell me what you said, darling?”

Skeletal hands gripped you to prevent you from moving away as Erik braced himself for his next words.

“I-I said maman…it-it means….it means mommy.”

Erik watched, with a measure of surprise, as you smirked before pecking his lips. A low whisper of the words ‘good boy’ washed all of Erik’s worries away, as he looked up at you with hopeful eyes.

“Is this why you’ve been covering your moans lately, baby?”

Nodding his head and avoiding your gaze once more, Erik let a moan leave his lips and allowed his eyes to shoot back to you as you started bouncing on him once again.

“Let mommy take care of you, darling~ okay?”

Unable to stop calling you mommy whenever you fuck him now. Like, it’s physically impossible.

side effects(???)

As you let Erik explore this kink, you will find he has some new habits, or habits that may have been small before but are absolutely magnified now! Let’s go through them, shall we?

Say it with me, now! Oral fixation!

That’s right, Erik feels the need to have some part of you in his mouth at almost all times! Whether that be your fingers, breasts, eating you out, or even sucking on your neck and thighs! You name it, he’s probably going to beg to put that part of you in his mouth.

Erik doesn’t really understand why this is, but luckily for you guys, I’m a psychology major so I can explain. (Warning, we’re taking a brief break from the sexy.)

Anyways, according to Freud when babies are first born up until about 18 months they get most of their pleasure through the mouth, i.e. thumbsucking, teething, and, you guessed it, breast feeding. If the baby does not receive or perform these things, it develops into oral fixation as they age.

I’m willing to bet that Madeline did not breastfeed Erik as much as she should have, or even at all as she could have just used a bottle from the start, and so sucking on your skin produces a calming or pleasurable effect on Erik.

(Back to the sexy)

That being said, Erik begins to hyper-fixate on your chest.

Now, this doesn’t mean that this is his favorite body part of yours, (because let’s be real, he doesn’t have one, he worships all of you equally.) but sucking on your breasts feels the most nurturing and comforting to Erik.

Also, just because he mouths at your breasts during sex, doesn’t mean he won’t do it when he’s not aroused either.

Often times Erik will find you when your laying down and sheepishly ask you if he can put his mouth on your chest while he cuddles with you. He’ll look up at you with half lidded eyes as he sleepily ‘nurses’ on your chest, and Erik has actually fallen asleep like this numerous times.

Isn’t aware that too much nursing can actually irritate your nipples, but once he finds out he does his best to get you whatever salves you need to make sure you aren’t in pain or uncomfortable.

While you’re wearing the salve and he can’t suck on your breasts, Erik sets you in his lap so he can bury his face in your neck and suck there instead.

Another thing that Erik starts to crave is for you to lay his head in your lap while your fingers gently brush against his scalp, gently whispering or singing lullabies to him while he relaxes into your touch. When he’s like this he looks up at you with such reverence it’s almost unreal, marveling at the way you take care of him.

Therefore, when you’re fucking him, it’s important to Erik that you pet his head and cup his face. He lets out the prettiest little sounds as he leans into your touch and tears gleam in his eyes while you make him see stars.

No matter how much you think Erik’s desperate for praise, he’s even more desperate. He begins to express it especially as soon as you find out about his mommy kink.

Praise Erik for being so good for you as he sucks on your breasts and you bring him to climax inside of you, he’ll go feral. Offhandedly tell him he’s doing a good job and he’s on his knees in seconds begging to pleasure you. Tell Erik how handsome and perfect he is, even if you’re just kissing him? Orgasming immediately.

Pet names!!!! He needs them!!!!

Erik loves it when you call him a good boy, but a close second and third is babydoll and sugar. He melts whenever you use pet names, they make him feel so loved. (Use the word ‘my’ I front of any of those words and watch him implode.)

Thats about all for now! I hope you enjoyed, my lovelies!