#love her. he's so terrible/hj

[everythingwasalreadypicked]

Mr/Ms Fratricide <3 (+ lil Al)

She is one of my pjo ocs: Hayden Limestone. He is Alabaster's predecessor in terms of being the strongest Hecate kid. Also tries to kill the boy when Al's 8 but you know✨️

Shockingly, fatal flaw of powerlust was indeed fatal for her. Oopsies

[mad-hunts]

it was awfully random, in his opinion, but the urge to yawn suddenly hit barton after he pushed the glass over to jervis; his head dipping as he did so before he rose it up once more. god's, barton could not bring himself to hate anyone right now even if he tried. there was more than a bit of a 'floaty' feeling stuck in his brain now like honey. so, as you might imagine, the only look that barton was able to conjure up was a neutral one with a hint of something else lingering beneath the surface. maybe it had to do with the last remaining vestiges of humanity that he had left. and/or, that barton was simply expanding upon the quiet acknowledgement that he'd made already towards the other. it showcased that he knew jervis was in some sort of pain and it also wasn't easy for him to deal with it.

whatever the case might've been, when barton met jervis's own, they were arguably a lot less aggressive than they'd been before. it was probably the closest to soft that he was ever going to get in fact. imagine that, barton thought. a man who was once called a 'beautiful monster' by none other than the guy he was in an on-again and off-again relationship with making an attempt to console someone he barely knew. the comment made him want to punch laurent square in the face just as much as it did before regarding of it being a 'joke', of course. but now it had another connotation to it that he didn't realize before: that even his 'kindness' was cruel as monster's can't possibly be capable of doing anything even slightly good. but laurent was wrong about that. for, although barton certainly didn't think that what he'd just done was something so utterly significant that it would absolve himself of all the blood on his hands (especially since barton didn't think anything could at this point), there was nothing in this for him.

no reward. and barton didn't want one, either. he then banished all thoughts of that prick from his mind as one could definitely say that they were on the 'outs' right now. so, barton wasn't going to even grant laurent the pleasure of being on his mind any longer, pushing his plate to the side of himself. a light sigh slipped through barton's lips then. what others thought of him was not something he contemplated very often when it wasn't nightfall, in all honesty. however... some part of barton wondered what the news had taken to considering him to be. would they use a very blah way to describe the person who killed marty, like they're 'dangerous,' as he originally thought? or would they try to sensationalize it by calling them something akin to a 'psychopath?' it almost made him curious enough to turn on the TV, but they probably had enough to worry about with all these people who had phones on them. they were like mini computers now.

psychopath. he never did like that word very much. that's when barton was brought back to reality by jervis talking, but he honestly couldn't be sure whether it was to him. barton silently rose an eyebrow at him and just watched over the other briefly. now that he thought about it, he had seen him looking past him about one or two times during their conversations, as if jervis was privy to something that barton wasn't. he wasn't going to ask him about it because it simply wasn't his business but he had mentioned having ECT forced on him. which could theoretically be used to treat, and he says theoretically because the way they did it in arkham was all wrong, depression, catatonia, schizophrenia. things like that. barton put his head down on both his arms while they were on the counter. what a truly messed-up way to try to make them 'better,' like all of those quacks in the asylum were always phrasing it.

whenever jervis accepted the glass, barton in particular fixated on the accidental brushing of the scars he could feel on jervis's skin. he supposed so he didn't have to have his mind be quiet once more; a downturned smile ever-so-slightly tugging at barton's lips as he watched the other take a bite out of it. that's when he heard the sound of the door to the restaurant opening, and simultaneously, ravi had come out with another plate of his curry. ❝ here you go — ❞ he slowly put it down in front of barton before turning his head to look at who just came in with a surprised look on his face. barton was just about to himself, only for a very well-dressed matilda to lean her body to one side and say 'boo,' effectively scaring barton.

matilda couldn't help but laugh at that before barton murmured a soft, albeit not actually malicious sounding but playful instead, ❝ oh, my god, matilda. you know i love you but i hate you so much right now, ❞ ravi placed a hand on his shoulder and snorted slightly before saying, ❝ hey, be nice to your daughter, mister i-got-attacked-by-a-bear. and you better take his ass to the hospital or i'm hunting both of you down. ❞ the man left without another word, then, though matilda called after him, ❝ it was nice to see you too, ravi! now let me see this. oh, wow. it really does look like you got attacked by a bear. you didn't do this to him, did you? ❞ his daughter was now talking to jervis as she looked at him through narrowed eyes and did something to the wound to make barton protest. ❝ uhh, ow! and no, he didn't. he's obviously too much of a goody-goody to. ❞ barton stated sarcastically. he knew that, if jervis wanted to hurt him, it'd probably be in a much more... creative way now.

Jervis glanced at Barton through his lashes, mouth twitching at the corners. All of the condensed energy within his frame seemed to evaporate like spring dew with that simple gesture, the other man’s words hesitantly sprouting between them like leaves on an olive branch. A beat stretched. Jervis took another spoonful of his soup, chewed the chicken and rice, shut his eyes as the broth trickled down his throat.

At this moment, he was absolutely certain of two things. First, Jervis was touched - genuinely touched - at this second, seeming entirely unprompted act of kindness on Barton’s behalf. And then, a sense of dread begin to sink into the pit of his stomach, as he wondered why exactly Barton was offering him the falooda. What possible ulterior motives did he have this time? A flicker of tension began to rise in his jaw, but it soon snuffed itself out as his teeth accidentally misaligned in mid-bite around the spoon, digging into the callused tissue rimming the underside of his bottom lip. Jervis flinched, one hand immediately flying to his mouth to assess the damage.

It was nothing drastic by any means, no blood had been shed, but that one slip in self-control almost hurt worse. Whatever dregs of revulsion and irritation remained inside him melted, replaced by the familiar, sour notes of shame and self-reproach. Ahh, I deserved that one. Fair enough. After all, they had been stonewalling since they first stepped out of that transport van and into Jamie’s car. Surely, now that they had broken bread together, they could enjoy a temporary peace.

Whatever happened to the Golden Rule, Jervis? Is your hatred of the man so strong, it overrides everything else? He can’t wear the Dollmaker’s mask any longer than you can put on the Hatter’s mantle or pilfer Carroll. You’re both human, after all, not comic book villains. Besides, throwing the offer and the falooda in his face, however small the satisfaction may be, will only widen the chasm between you both. What you need right now is an ally, even if it’s circumstantial.

As if hearing his thoughts, Sylvie clicked her tongue, cocked her head thoughtfully as she looked at him over Barton’s shoulder; her mist-colored eyes sharp and cold as January sleet. “And here I thought I was the petty one between the two of us. What, are you going to spit at him? Pour the soup in his lap? Good; that’s fine. You piss him off, he has second-degree burns, what then? Do you really think that’s wise? Of course not, you’re not an idiot, and you’re not a cruel man. So, what the hell is wrong with you?”

“… it’s fine,” Jervis mumbled numbly, dropping his gaze. “You needn’t worry.” His hands shook, clammy beneath the black leather that encased them. He had no idea if he was speaking to Barton or to the shadowy thing just behind where he sat. “I’ve had… a lot on my mind, as you can probably tell. I lose my train of thought… things can sometimes go mad.” He raised his right hand, extended it to free the glove on the opposite side from where it had bunched around his knuckles once again, only to freeze. His skin crawled at the thought of exposure, but between the escape and the means of its procurement, the trip back to Gotham in Jamie’s car, the bathroom, and now here at this table… the gloves were positively soiled now. The filed edges of Barton’s nails caught the light. There was no way in hell he would’ve been allowed to grow them while he was legitimately practicing medicine…

“The ball’s in your court,” Sylvie drawled. “You’ve got the wolf by the ear, and you don’t even realize it.” The slightest hint of mockery colored the outlines of her words. Jervis’ ears burned. Goosebumps flared. She was getting closer now, her pale features hardening, all the color in her cheeks bleaching itself away, like paint receding from marble. “What’re you going to do about it? Can’t make an omelette without breaking a few eggs, isn’t that what you always told me? What would Alice think of you now?”

This wasn’t her. Not his wife. Not Sylvie, not the mother of their child, not the love of his life. Merely something dark and twisted inside him, something he didn’t want to acknowledge —something he was afraid to address, that that recognition would supersede all the positive traits within him, all the warmth and joy and optimism and kindness and the capacity for love —

His left hand mechanically clenched around his right, tore off the filthy glove. The bare appendage wrapped itself around the base of the proffered falooda glass as Barton hesitantly nudged it towards him. For the briefest of moments, the other man’s nails grazed against the old calluses and the web of scars and contusions marring Jervis’ skin. He raised his head, met Barton’s eyes; saw the earnestness there, the uncertainty, all bleeding together.

Jervis glanced back behind Barton. Sylvie — or whatever figment of his imagination or paranoia or only God knew had taken her face, her voice, her demeanor — had vanished. His heart sank. For just a moment, he wished she had remained there… even if, he rationalized, it wasn’t really her. Or had it been, after all? A peek behind the veils that separated them? The chill of the glass and the soft pink hue of its contents washed over him. He exhaled. Perhaps he didn’t want to know for certain, after all. If there truly was an afterlife… wouldn’t he know by now? Jervis flexed his fingers; took the spoon, scooped up a bite, and savored the falooda’s rich, creamy texture.

Truce.

[zoolitsky-fandom]

MORE HEADCANONS BECAUSE I’M ALL POWERFUL

Please don’t get upset if you disagree with any of these!! This is just how I see the characters ^^ More context about the headcanons under the cut!

Nami

Transfem lesbian!!

Basically married to Vivi (who isn’t pictured but she gives me demigirl bisexual energy with a preference to girls)

CHUBBY BECAUSE I SAY SO!!!!! 🧡🧡🧡

And she’s still beautiful and wonderful and Sanji still simps for her. Chubby people are gorgeous

She’s technically pale but tanned a bit from being outside so much

Aaand bandaid because she’s literally just a normal girl and is susceptible to minor injuries unlike the other weird built different ppl on the crew (aside from Usopp)

sPEAKING OF USOPP!!! She’s absolute besties with him like they talk about everything and anything and gossip and all that jazz. They’re so special to me.

I’m not sure if bipolar fits entirely, but there’s definitely something with her mood swings and the intensity of her emotions. If this is insensitive at all please inform me

Chopper

Agender aroace reindeer fella??? SiGN ME UP

Both male and female reindeers have antlers so I used that to my advantage because gender silly

I think Chopper uses they/he/it, but slightly prefers to be referred to by their name rather than pronouns

Chopper has attachment issues, but I couldn’t find anything other than avoidant attachment disorder (which doesn’t seem entirely fitting). But it definitely gets very attached to others when it trusts them and has a hard time moving on.

Also I just like to draw Chopper more reindeer-like than Chopper’s canon design but aside from that I don’t really make too many design changes? Just… floofy Chopper… 🩷🩷🩷

Usopp

Panromantic asexual!!

Down bad for Sanji (he has terrible taste /j)

I had a revelation after drawing this so Usopp isn’t actually cis lol- they’re a demiboy but in a genderfluid kind of way, some days he feels more masculine and other days they feel more androgynous

I have very mixed feelings about the hair highlights,, I lowkey might not keep them but it was an experiment

FRECKLES!!! USOPP HAS FRECKLES PASS IT ON PASS IT ON!!!! 💛💛💛 Bandaid like Nami because!! They’re literally just a normal teenager!!!

Usopp has anxiety and borderline personality disorder because the feelings of superiority and inferiority? The constant fear? Being immune to Perona’s ghosts from dealing with mental illness their entire life???

Luffy

Asexual grayromantic

If he had a partner it would be gay regardless of his own gender expression (I’m projecting because I feel gay when I’m attracted to anyone)

Genderfluid, some days they prefer different pronouns but most of the time they use all at once (also is this ironic bc Luffy can’t swim but is swimming in fluid pronouns)

King of the pronouns!!! King of the genders!!! Will steal your pronouns and gender!!! Watch out!!!

I gave her vitiligo on a whim to be 100% honest, but I feel like it’s very fitting and also very fun to draw ❤️❤️❤️

I only did a headshot here because I have another post with a bunch of other drawings of this Luffy

I feel like I don’t need to explain but Luffy is very very AuDHD to me

He has so much energy and is easily distracted and gets really focused on things and likes to talk about anything and everything

Sanji

Bisexual-est guy on the planet (loves all boobs /hj)

Down bad for Usopp (they have great taste)

Demiboy but in an interchangeable kinda bigender way, he’s just both enby and male at the same time

Darker roots!! Sanji’s body hair is always notably darker than his blonde hair so I decided on darker roots

CURLY/WAVY FLUFFY HAIR SANJI SUPREMACY 💙💙💙

Depression—WHICH THEY ALL OBVIOUSLY HAVE BUT

Depression in the sense it’s the reason he smokes. It’s a kind of coping mechanism.

It makes them dazed enough that they don’t have to fully feel their own despair

GIVE HIM HEALTH PROBLEMS ODA YOU COWARD. I KNOW HE’S UNREASONABLY BUILT DIFFERENT BUT LIKE

Imagine Sanji wheezing and struggling to breathe after a fight!! Emotional scene with Chopper trying to convince them to stop smoking!!

Robin

Pansexual

Married to Franky 💜💜💜

Intersex demigirl! Like- the whole being called a monster/demon her whole life and trying to find someone who accepts her is such a good (unintentional) metaphor for the gender discovery experience,,

GIVE ROBIN THEIR MELANIN BACK!!! I don’t care if it wasn’t their original colors… neither were the blue eyes but I’m giving both to them because they deserve it!!

I wanted to give Robin more of a curly hair texture but I was concerned it would start to not really resemble her. I might play around with it another time though and see if I can achieve something still recognizable

PTSD

Do I even have to explain that-

They are traumatized and get flashbacks and night terrors

Franky

Bisexual

Married to Robin 🩵🩵🩵

TRANSMASC. I AM THE BIGGEST BELIEVER OF TRANS FRANKY.

He was abandoned by his birth parents, he has a name he doesn’t use anymore, calls everyone bro regardless of gender, HE LITERALLY REBUILT HIS ENTIRE BODY-

Even though Franky’s a cyborg I gave him visible top surgery scars. I think he would show them off with pride and doesn’t necessarily need/want to be seen as a cis man. He’s just a man who once had boobs yk?

The underside of his hair is an even brighter blue because silly!!

ADHD—he hyperfixates like a madman and is also very loud and passionate. Also idk if this is an actual ADHD thing but like he’s super empathetic and cries easily? I’m like that too so idk lol

Zoro

Demihomoromantic asexual

Hopelessly, dare I say pathetically, in love with Luffy. I want to clarify that this doesn’t make Zoro less gay and this doesn’t make Luffy less genderfluid.

Also as much as I adore trans Zoro, I think the fact that he’s a cisgender feminist is important. So I headcanon him as cis.

FLUFFY HAIR ZORO FLUFFY HAIR ZORO FLUFFY HAIR ZORO 💚💚💚

I can’t decide whether or not I like the striped hair,, I’m still on the fence about it lol

Covered in scars because he’s done so much training and fighting, I know they kind of look like something else but they aren’t, don’t worry

Idk why but I always give him a dark green undershirt

Autistic!! He has a narrow range of emotions, makes nonverbal grunts, super into swords, he’s blunt, follows routine, etc.

Aaaand that’s all of them! Phew! Thank you so much for reading 💖

Reblogs, asks, and comments are super appreciated!!

[darkphoenix07]

Hi love if requests are still opened may I have an established relationship hongjoong oneshot where reader isolates herself frequently because of mental health and spends a lot of unwanted time in bed because she can’t muster up the courage to get up where hj helps her start her day and stuff?

Hongjong helps you as you isolate yourself often

Masterlist

Series Poll

Mental Health Request

Paring : Hongjong x Reader

Genre : Comfort, Fluff, Romance, Dance

Song 🎶: Everything I wanted by Billie Eilish and Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift

7.00 a.m.

You hear Hongjong entering the house as he parks his car in the garage. You want to get up, run towards him and hug him. You want to break in his arms feeling free as tears leave your eyes. You wish you could get up but it's too hard.

You have been lying on the bed for the whole day like a corpse. He called you a million times for having breakfast but you said you weren't hungry. He left kissing you goodbye, saying he loves you. But you didn't even say love you back. You laid there not moving a single muscle, not taking shower or having food.

Right now you can't feel your body. You don't feel like you are in this universe anymore. The pain, the anxiety, the panic attack have taken over your body suppressing everything.

"Baby, are you home?" His sweet voice echoes in the living room.

You haven't touched him for how long you don't remember. You don't know when was the last time, you kissed him, hugged him properly. Sex is far.

"Baby!" The way he calls you baby. It should pick your body up. You feel guilty for being such a prick. But you can't help. You imagine how he will leave you alone, you'll be able to lay here for the rest of your life until you actually become a corpse.

There looking for you, he enters in your room. Seeing the darkness of your room, the curtains all down, your blanket covering half of your body and you same gaze at the ceiling, he understands you haven't moved from the bed.

"Hey, are you feeling alright?" He asks entering as he touches you forehead.

"Hm," you mumble not wanting to get attacked with more questions.

But he notices how messed up your hair is though you aren't warm or cold. You are still wearing the dress from three days ago which means you haven't showered for three days.

You think of the consequences that will occur if he switches on the lights, pulls the blanket off you and starts screaming at you. What will you do?

You wait for it but the lights aren't being turned on, no screaming is around you like it used to happen in your household. Its more quite than usual that you can hear his heartbeat beside yours.

"Can I get inside?"

You would have said no. You would have pushed him away. But the way he asked you, the way he plead like he is asking foe forgiveness that you had to move slightly making space for him.

He gets inside the blanket though you know you stick as bad as a garbage can. He pulls you on his hand, "I want to have dinner outside with you or we can have a terrible cheat day. Only street foods and chocolate or ice cream. What do you say?"

You don't answer him so he looks at you with all of the love he has for you, "Or we can stay here in the bed while I sing for you. Then we can take a shower together while dancing and order dinner. I can make you some too but I am not as good as Wooyoung when it comes to cooking."

You look at him with sleepy eyes. His touch makes you realize how long you haven't slept. Maybe three days or more. It happened without any reason. You don't know why you are feeling like this life doesn't matter or why you don't want to move. You feel heartbroken, guilty for not having a single reason to tell him why you are feeling this much heavy.

"Baby. You'll become sick. I would let you stay here but you look so pale. I am worried," he says pulling you close to his chest, "You know how much I love you, right?"

You wanted to walk up a while ago. But it was just night. The ending of another day you could have spent productively that you wasted. You feel so disgusted by your own self but the man in front of you gazing at you like you are some diamond.

"I don't know what to do," that's when you speak up because you don't want to disappoint him. He has so much patience and hope for you. You understand now that if you speak up maybe he will understand but it's just too hard.

"Will you let me do something for you?" He asks kissing your forehead gently.

You don't say anything as a positive answer and he gets up, "Stay in your little paradise for some moment. I am coming back."

He says and rushes outside. After some while, you hear his car's sound. You don't understand and you forget that you should care after sometimes. You curl around hugging your blanket drowning in your dark side again.

You don't know how long it passes away before Hongjong comes, "I am going to pick you up. Okay?"

He warns you so you can say no if you want to. But you don't say anything or do anything as he cradles you up in his arms and walks outside the room. You notice the lights are all off, there is just the chandelier lighting in the living room.

As he enters in the bathroom of the room you two share, you see there are scented candles on the sink area. He doesn't stop here, he places you inside the tub filled with purple flower petals, you don't understand what flower are these. But the sudden warm water washes thrill over your whole body. You start feeling a little better from the warm water.

He helps you take off the clothes and runs outside again. You start hearing him playing Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift in the background before he enters in the bathroom again with a fruit salad bowl.

He sits outside the tub feeding you the salad, "I thought you may faint so I had to give you some food and suger."

You smile as you keep having the fruits one by one. Some little effort is all you wanted to give to feel better again but it was too hard.

"Join me," you tell him making his eyes go big.

He places the bowl on the sink and makes you stand up, "I have a better idea," and pushes the shower button. Cold water starts washing over both of you and you start giggling seeing him shiver.

It's so adorable yet fascinating how he is looking and acting right now. He holds your one hand and wraps your waist with another, "Let's dance in the rain."

"It's literally summer," you tell him as he spins you while the water of the tub splashes around dripping on the floor.

"Who cares?" He says pulling you towards him and again moving you with him. The dance, the movements, they are so messy yet perfect for your body to feel alive. It's like every cell of your body is waking up one by one.

"Kiss me," he says cupping your face in his hands and your lips find his in no time.

You wish you would have talked about your feelings to him earlier, you wish you wouldn't waste your time, you wish you would kiss him back and say love you back. But it's alright, you tell yourself. It's alright because I can do it now.

"Hongjong," you say as you wrap yourself in the towel and he looks at you.

"I love you," you tell him and his smile gets bigger than ever.

"I love you," he says and pecks you on the lips.

No, you haven't stopped feeling the heaviness yet but you have stopped blaming yourself making it look like a crime for feeling depressed without any reason. Every feeling is precious after all.

For the people who thinks your feelings aren't valid. They are.

[h3xa413a]

Songs i think certain Genshin characters would listen to / fit them !! hcs

(this is assuming they have access to modern day music) includes links to the songs! formatting is probably weird bc I’m on mobile :(

a/n: this whole post is just semi comprehensive rambling

Furina 🍰:

Okay I’m gonna give her two just because I love her. 1st one “Chocolate Love” by Girls Generation. I’m sorry I just see her as a kpop girlie 😭 I can’t really describe why I think she’d like the song besides the fact it has ‘chocolate’ in the name. (also ik what the actual lyrics mean by idc!!) And the 2nd one is “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” by Cyndi Lauper. My reasoning behind this is because Furina just wants to have fun!! And if anyone disagrees that she wouldn’t like it… ur wrong!! /hj

Lyney 🪄:

Okay I KNOW the popular choice is “Circus” by Britney Spears. But personally whenever I listen to “The Magic” by Lola Blanc, I think of him. This is not to say the first song doesn’t fit him, because it does but the second song is terribly underrated and i really want to see edits of him to “The Magic” ☹️

Neuvillette 🦦:

“The World We Knew” by Frank Sinatra. Look this is the song was mainly chosen because it makes me think of Neuvfuri and because every single classical song has like 20 words in the title 🤬 Anyways I’d like to think Neuvi plays 30s-60s music while relaxing and doing paperwork, along with classical music too of course. Old man vibes 👴🏻

Xinyan 🎸:

“Bring Me To Life” by Evanescence. I KNOW FOR A FACT SHE LOVES EVANESCENCE !!! Xinyan loves rock n roll, but you wanna know what she loves more??? A female fronted band. Xinyan for president ‼️🗳️ She would would definitely try and learn all their songs on her guitar. Tbh i think she would like 99% of their discography. I just chose the most popular song 💀

Dottore 💉:

“Puttin’ on the ritz” by Taco. Hear me out, he would totally play this song and dance a little while moving around in his laboratory. Sometimes when he’s feeling particularly good/excited he’ll sing along when he’s torturing experimenting on someone. Lmao imagine him torturing someone and he tells them to stop screaming so he can hear the song 😭

[localsimpissleepy]

Okay

It's been a while since I talked/posted about my fankids (due to being busy with school), So now that I have some free time, I finished a few of my fankids (I'll probably make another post after this one since I still have some fankids I want to talk about)

Also

Thanks for the likes on my Next Gen au post, didn't think a few people were interested lol

Anyways, here are some of them if yall are interested

Picrew by Crowesn

Maroon & Vermilion

(Twin sons of Plum & Crimson)

Idk why, but i just see Crimson & Plum having twins lmao, anyways

Just like their father (before the Skull Island accident), their both pirates that are ready to go on different adventures across the danceverses (that and commit robberies, their probably wanted in some parts of the Melosia Realms-)

Personality wise, they would definitely act like the twins from Harry Potter (I don't watch/read that series anymore, their just some of the few characters i remember) or maybe like those two opossum from the Ice Age movies

They both had a good relationship with Plum before she was killed in the Skull Island, as for Crimson, while he does get annoyed by their antics from time to time, he cares for their safety and wellbeing (he'll probably go rob people with them aswell)

And since yall know i ship Crimson & Cygnus, i MIGHT make it canon in this au

I'm just imagining the twins coming back from, idk, stealing treasures or something, and then they just see idk Crimson kissing Cygnus (Their supportive of them, but they were just really shocked at first, then they probably shaking Cygnus back and forth saying “you fucking our dad!?-”

Cygnus probably also helps them rob people aswell lol, anyways, heres some outfit ideas for them (their twins so ofcourse they'll match lol)

Anyways, on to the next fanchild-

Picrew by kuren.

Evangeline Rose

She/Her

16

(Daughter of Jack Rose & Brezziana)

(Runs away as one of the few Jackziana/Rosezziana shippers/hj)

Anyways

Just like her dad, Evangeline Rose is an inspiring performer and dancer

Aswell as having love for ballet from a certain...someone, she wants to become an icon in Eternyx & beyond

Personality wise, she can be a bit of a stick up when she mets new people, but once she opens up, she's a motivation friend and trys to lift up everybodys mood, just like her mom

Anyways, since she is Jack's daughter, she hangs out alot with Cygnus (terrible og grandpa figure lets go)

And since I hc that the In The Shadows coach works for Night Swan, she also hangs out with him too (although he's too full of himself to say or show that he cares for her, despite that, there still moments that show his caring side lol, Evangeline can already read through him but he keeps denying lol)

Anyways, since I still haven't reached the picture limit, I'll introduce just one more fankid

Picrew by トロロ

Viktor

He/Him They/Them

15

(Son of Rasputin & The Bride)

One word to describe his personality? Bored about everything

One of Faer's best friends, Viktor lives in Winterhaven with his parents, he hates it there though (his only excuse is that it's cold there), so he looks forward to Faer asking him to explore the danceverses with him.

But before this, Viktor was an unplanned child of the Bride and Rasputin, because of this, the two rushed to get married, only for Rasputin not to make it to the wedding in time

This lead to Viktor being raised by The Bride for the first half of his childhood, at first, The Bride hated Viktor for looking so much like Rasputin (It's not like she wanted to hate him, she was just hurt a lot at the time), despite this, she still tried to care for him, even if it was hard for her

Because of this, he had a strained relationship with both his parents, even Rasputin, (having never met him at the time, he still hated him after all these comments The Bride made about how both of them looked similar)

Their relationship is okay now that The Bride & Rasputin are back together, but Viktor is still a bit angry at both of them after all these years

Anyways, heres his outfit ideas

And that's all the fankids for now, like I said, I might make another post about my fankids soon

And if any of you are interested, feel free to ask questions about them of their relationships with other characters

Anways, thanks for reading this far lol

[swans-chirping-in-the-distance]

hello. you seem to have a very interesting/unique stance on sokeefe and fitz- can you elaborate maybe only if you want?

Rip anon hope you know you just signed yourself up for a multiparagraph essay/ hj

To really dissect this trio, I'll start with each duo and build up at the end.

Let's start with the relationship between Keefe and Fitz. They both met each other in a dark time; Fitz was never at school, and Keefe's only escape from his family was where he didn't have friends. They grew a trust with each other because they gave each other a chance. Keefe always values chances because his parents never gave him any. Fitz always values chances because his peers never gave him any. They grew to be best friends through this. But the problem was, they didn't know each other. How much of Keefe's own jealousy blinded him from the impurities of the Vackers? How much of the abuse Keefe experienced did Fitz pick up on? This eventually led to their downfall.

Keefe's betrayal arc is very important to me, especially Fitz's reaction. He didn't yell like normal. He cried. He cried because right when he needed his best friend the most, he proved that Fitz couldn't trust anyone. He proved to be just like Alvar. And from Keefe's perspective, he was just trying to help, but Fitz didn't know that. This tore their friendship apart. They couldn't trust each other. Fitz thought he knew his best friend better, but did he really know anyone? Keefe thought his best friend knew him better, but did anyone really know him?

But even throughout their distrust, you can see the remnants of their previous relationship. They obviously miss that relationship. You can see it when they make strained comments to each other and by their reactions to every insult. There's a lot of unresolved tension that, if diffused, could lead to a bond closer than ever before. Fitz and Keefe now understand the imperfections of each other's lives. They can rebuild a bond on knowing each other and remake their trust once they're able to discuss their flaws and failures.

Now, with Sophie and Fitz, they've had an entirely different relationship. Sophie started out looking up to Fitz. He was this handsome guy who saved her, who made her feel like she belonged. Her first friend. And Fitz looked up to her, too. He looked up to this beautifully brave girl who never backed down. They did like each other, and I think between their trusting cognate bond and their growing shared trauma, they really did love each other. In a lot of situations, they turned to each other before anyone else. They've been able to rely on each other. The problem when they got together is that they didn't seem to fit like that, like two intricately designed puzzle pieces that just didn't go together. Fitz still had terrible emotional control at the time, and Sophie was uncomfortable with the situation and didn't go to him as much. They had a fight where they both were equally wrong, and they just couldn't do it.

In Stellarlune, when Sophie knows their relationship is too important to keep it a secret, she had to tell Fitz about her and Keefe. And he was hurt because he thought, yet again, that he knew one of his best friends and was so off. But he respected the decision, choosing to stay clear of them when they're together but still checking on both of them. And that's really where we get our trio. Because we know that Sophie and Keefe care about each other. They spent years turning to each other out of support and falling for each other. They were a long time coming. A long time of building a trust in knowing each other. They all love each other, but now in different ways. Sophie and Keefe love each other in a romantic way, while they love Fitz and Fitz loves them in a friendship way. Or at least I want him to and think he will eventually. The three of them have been friends for years and gone through some psychologically and physically horrific things, yet they still love each other. And I think the display of both romantic and platonic love between the three of them is absolutely beautiful.

[iamnmbr3]

Hi it's me!🙋‍♀️

My roman empires these days:

■ the way Harry describes Draco's clothes in yule ball is one thing but funnier thing is when Harry thinks he looks like a vicar i love it lmao(idk is it considered as good or bad, compliment or...???)

■ in GOF Ron is the first one who notices Hermione's teeth length have changed, not Harry..guess whose details Harry notices 24*7? (skin colour, mood, height, etc)

■ Harry lied to MLE for Draco(at least talked in passive voice so it wasn't obvious who did those things) so why should Draco need a trial?! I think these two are impossible together, either MLE knows nothing about Draco's deeds and there's no trial or they know everything and there is a trial for him..idk did i miss something..

1) I don't think Harry meant it as a compliment. But also, it's notable that he's looking. What's up with that Harry? Draco also has opinions on Harry's clothes too - in one of the books he makes derogatory comments about Harry's Christmas jumper. They are both really out there like 'wow i hate that guy so much. and he has a terrible fashion sense. want to hear my detailed opinions on every outfit he's ever worn?' (Their friends must be so Tired TM).

2) Lol omg yeah good catch! Ron immediately notices when a tiny detail about Hermione, the person he has complicated and growing romantic feelings for, changes. Because he's hyper aware of her and what she looks like. Similarly, Harry catalogues every detail about Draco and immediately notices tiny differences - like his skin tone changing a bit in book 6 - before anyone else does. Hm... Wonder what could be up there...

3) Post book 7 a lot more information about Draco's crimes would be available. Draco would probably be rounded up as a known Death Eater. He's got the Dark Mark and other Death Eaters who were captured would have named him (especially given how hated his family became). From an outsider POV the fact that Voldemort was using the Manor as a base and was keeping prisoners there makes it look like Draco and his family were high up, favored members of the inner circle (and the postwar wizarding world would be unlikely to be sympathetic to "no actually he mistreated us too. we didn't even want him in our house. no really"). Draco would be seen as being complicit in the kidnappings, imprisonment, torture and murders that took place in his house. And to be fair, he was, however unhappily and unwillingly, complicit in all that. He was one of the jailers holding people prisoner there (albeit a minor one and quite possibly something of a prisoner himself in his own house, possibly even without the ability to release people even if he had wanted to). Survivors of that experience would be able to name him as responsible.

If any of the other Death Eaters who were on the Astronomy Tower survived and were captured they would also be able to name him as responsible for at least some of the events that occurred there (Harry's probably out there like 'nope. they're definitely lying. You're really going to believe the Carrows over me?' lolol /hj).

He also used Unforgivables on fellow Death Eaters on Voldemort's orders - probably there were other incidents like the Rowle incident that Harry witnessed - which some of his surviving fellows could reveal. Probably most wizards would not be receptive to the "no I swear I didn't want to do it. I was forced." argument. Except of course, Harry can actually provide evidence this is true due to his mental connection to Voldemort.

Therefore, I imagine he'd be on trial for aiding and abetting the Death Eaters, an illegal paramilitary organization, multiple counts of imprisonment and kidnapping, providing aid and material comfort and support to the wanted criminal Lord Voldemort (by being complicit in letting him use his house as a base), multiple counts of the use of Unforgivables for torture, accessory to murder (all the prisoners who were killed in his house), possibly some sort of insurrection charge (because they'd probably assume he actively fought on the side of the Death Eaters at the Battle of Hogwarts), possibly a generalized count of crimes against Muggleborns due to his involvement with the Death Eaters, AND if someone spilled the beans on the Astronomy Tower incident - one count of using the Imperius curse on Madam Rosmerta, multiple counts of attempted murder, and one count of accessory to the murder of Albus Dumbledore.

So yeah. Not looking great for him. Now there's a lot of important context around these charges. A lot of this context is information ONLY Harry can provide or verify. So Harry's testimony would be critical in proving that Draco didn't do some of these things or was coerced and in proving that he had a change of heart.

In fact, given the likely postwar climate and Draco's last name and seeming heavy involvement as a diehard Death Eater loyalist who was so favored by Voldemort that he was granted the rare honor of a Dark Mark while still in school, I take the fact that Draco isn't rotting in prison postwar (and apparently didn't do any prison time at all according to supplemental material) as incontrovertible evidence that Harry spoke for him at his trial. Which delights my drarry heart.

[ushouldwatchhaikyuu]

hawo! i saw ur post about the xreader thing and uh… i go by she/her, im a stem girlie if that helps, i like arts and volleyball, i used to game a lot but im trying to lessen it cuz its becoming a bad habit, i like reading and music too, and i bake/cook when im not feeling lazy or am particularly stressed about something, and i guess im pretty quiet? like, i come off as intimidating to a lot of people but im literally just generally anxious 😭 i get hyperfixated on random stuff and get distracted easily + find studying very very super hard and boring but am in honors somehow. i care a lot about my family but i have trouble forming connections outside of childhood friends and stuff, thats the gist of me. i would love headcanons with kageyama or kenma! (maybe both if ure generous? or sugawara or tsukki work too idk choosing a haikyuu fave is impossible)

Kageyama & Kenma x F!reader

warnings: none!

girl u are very relatable (anxious, easily distracted, hiperfixated, arts & stem people rise up) and im also very much a kageyama kinda guy lets be friends LMFAO /hj

gif credit: kenma & kageyama ; dividers credit

Kageyama Tobio:

oh my guy is also very much someone who gets very hyperfixated on stuff, chances are once u become close enough, both of you would start rambling/infodumping onto each other and would accidentally get into whatever the other one is hyperfixated on lmfao. like one day you'd come up to him and just ramble for 15 mins about some historical event and next day he would call you at 2am and go "GIRL THATS NOT EVEN THE FULL STORY GUESS WHAT I LEARNT ABOUT THAT" and viceversa.

since both of you are on the quieter side, chances are you might not speak every single day, but whenever you do speak, you could spend hours doing nothing but that. he's a very pleasant person to have long talks with and he would always be super interested in whatever you talk to him about

he's dumb as bricks when it comes to school stuff and struggles to study as much as you– but since you get good grades, he would come to you for help. which would lead to VERY chaotic but thoroughly enjoyable studying sessions lol.

he would always be so eager to play volleyball with you, regardless of how good you are. if you're on a lower level than him, he would tease you about it but also be very patient and explain everything to you a thousand times if need be (in his own way of course, which would probably include at least a few insults each time, but it's all in good nature)

he would very much enjoy just watching you draw/paint in silence or while listening to music. he finds it fascinating & very calming

he would go ABSOLUTELY WILD if you ever paint/draw a portrait of him. im talking like "weak to the knees, teary eyes & needs at least 1-5 business days to process it" type of emotional

Kozume Kenma:

oh girl he would be TERRIBLE for your gaming addiction lmfao

however!! if you are motivated enough to get better with that, you would probably try to get him to form healthier habits too and he would resist, but ultimately try to listen to you.

you would both probably spend hours straight just enjoying each other's company, not really talking that much, just doing your own thing (him gaming & you painting/reading etc)

he would be so shy whenever he includes you in streams and people say you two look cute together

whenever he's tired but still wants to spend time with you, he would love laying down with his head on your lap while you read for him and play with his hair

his way of showing affection would be to ask you to play his new fav videogame with him, or join him in streams, or send you playlists with music he thinks you would like

he would also play songs you like on the background of his treams and get fricking demonetized all the time because of it, but he still does it

he also tries to comission you to make his pfps/headers and pics for streams (he would get so shy and happy when you say that yes, boyfriend privileges include free drawings, indeed)

[dreamescapeswriting]

Recharging Station ~ HJS

WORD COUNT: 2.8K

GENRE: Established relationships, toxic family, TW Mentions of toxic households and actions from family members, sweetand fluffy jisung, comforting reader, non idol AU

PAIRING: Jisung x GN!Reader

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - March 2023

⤜MASTERLIST

 It was freezing cold out and of course, you’d decided to walk out of the house without any kind of coat or jacket to keep yourself warm and you were regretting that. But you’d just needed to get out, to get out and away from everything that was going on at home. Things had been building up all week and you should have known that one day it was going to erupt all over you but you thought you’d be safe tonight. Your parents knew Jisung was going to be coming over and yet your mother had gone out of her way to make things terrible at home, so terrible you’d cancelled with Jisung and walked out of the house. Now every fifteen minutes he was texting you trying to figure out what was going on with you since he knew it wasn’t like you to cancel at the last second.

Shuffling into a small cafe you sat down and took out your phone, noticing that you had over 11 missed calls from him and some texts. It was wrong to be singling him out when it hadn’t been him to upset you but right now you just wanted to ignore the world and pretend for a few hours that nothing at home was happening. At least if you were away from home, away from the chaos you could pretend for a little while that everything was fine and that you hadn't just gotten into the biggest fight with your mum.

[20:32] Jisung: What happened? Is everything okay?

[20:45] Jisung: Did I do something wrong?

[21:00] Jisung: You’re worrying me.

The fact that he was blaming himself made your stomach sink, all you’d told him was that the night was off and not to go around to your place at all. As soon as your mother had walked through the door that night you knew there was no way Jisung could come around and you'd cancel on him right at the last second. Having him there when the yelling happened was the one thing you couldn’t handle and you’d be glad that he’d told you he’d be late that night, if your mother had yelled at you in front of him you weren’t sure you’d be able to live through it. It took you a lot to build up the confidence to even call Jisung when your mum was home and even then you still muted it a lot whenever she was around or you’d hang up when you heard the kind of mood she was in.

Jisung and you had been dating for about six months now and you’d yet to tell him about how bad your relationship was with your mum. Since you still loved at home it was kind of hard to get away from the things that happened and you’d just grown accustomed to them happening. You sniffled, wiping your eyes with the sleeves of your shirt before typing out a response to Jisung, the last thing you needed was for him to be blaming himself right now.

[21:15:] You: Sorry, I’m feeling sick. Had to cancel. X Love you

As much as Jisung wanted to believe that it was true he knew it wasn’t. He’d been walking up the drive when he heard what happened between you and your mum and he hid out of the way when you came rushing out of the house and had even followed you into the town. It seemed stalkerish but he wanted to come and see you and comfort you as best as he could. He’d known about your rocky relationship with your family for a while but hadn’t said anything in the hopes that you would feel comfortable enough to come to him with it if you needed it. But now it was too far. He’d seen and heard first-hand what your mother had done and he wasn’t going to let you handle this one alone.

"Can I get two hot chocolates and a slice of hot chocolate fudge cake, please?" You heard Jisung ask as you slowly looked up, your vision blurry from the tears that were threatening to spill over at any second. Your heart was racing when you saw him looking over at you, smiling weakly as he made his way over to your table and sat next to you at the booth table.

"Come here," He whispers, his voice barely coming out as he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him forcing you to lay your head down on his shoulder as you let out everything. Everything you'd been holding back for the last few years you let everything go, every fight, every snide comment hitting you all at once and letting you burst.

"I've got you," Jisung whispered, rubbing your back softly as he let you cry against him, quietly thanking the waitress who bought over the items he'd asked for. He had no way of knowing if you needed food as comfort, if you needed him to talk or if you just needed someone there but he was going to stick with you as long as you needed him. His grip around you tightened as you cried harder into his chest, your heart shattering as you thought about doing this in public but right now you had nowhere else to go and Jisung was your safe haven. Whenever you were in Jisung's arms you always felt as though you had somewhere to relax, somewhere to just recharge from everything. He was your own mini-charging station.

When you eventually calmed down a little you sat up straight and looked at Jisung who looked rather pale. When he'd heard you fighting with your mum he hadn't thought it was that bad until you began sobbing in his arms and now all he wanted to do was keep you away from anything bad. Anything that hurt you he wanted to shield you from it and make sure you were protected from it for life. He reached out and grabbed one of the napkins that were on the table and smiled warmly at you,

"How did you find me?" You sniffled, taking a napkin he was holding out for you and using it to wipe the tears away from your cheeks, sniffling a little as you looked around the cafe. You were thankful the place was empty besides you two and the workers that you hoped hadn't had to witness too much of your breakdown.

"I was there when the fight started," He admitted to you, deciding he wasn't going to hide it all when you clearly needed him and you whined out hiding your face in your hands as you shook your head. you'd gone through so much effort to keep that side of your life hidden from him and now within a matter of hours that had all unravelled right in front of him

"Why didn't you tell me that things were bad, baby?" He whispered, sliding your hot chocolate closer to you and pulling you tighter to him making sure you didn't feel alone in this.

"I thought I would be better keeping it hidden from you...A few.." You took in a deep calming breath, doing your best not to start crying in front of him again since you needed to get this out in the open already.

"I thought that in a few years, it wouldn't matter. I'd be out of that house and I wouldn't have to deal with it anymore so I kept it from you. I hoped you'd never see that," You admitted, biting down on your lip as you shakily reached for the mug of hot chocolate in front of you and let the warm cup try and relax you.

"Of course, it matters. Baby, if you're not having a good time at home you could have come to me. I would have let you stay with me for a few days, a month...forever," He spoke out, running his hand over your cheek and rubbing his thumb along your skin, your whole body heating up as you thought about it.

"Really?" Your voice cracked a little. You'd never wanted to tell Jisung about everything because you were mostly scared that he would think less of you for having a poor relationship with your family. You'd always been told that family was family and you had to love them even when you hated them sometimes and even though they were bad to you.

"Yes, as your boyfriend I'm supposed to comfort you and protect you but how can I do that if you don't tell me what's going on?" You looked at you and smiled weakly,

"I've never had the best relationship with them, ever." You admitted, looking down at the liquid in your cup as you took in a deep breath. Everything needed to come out eventually, you knew that, but it was going to be hard to admit all of this to someone you loved.

"Normally things are okay, as long as I remember to do everything that's asked of me and today-" You sniffled as you remembered the way you'd been screamed at for something.

"Today I'd forgotten to do one of the things she'd asked of me because I was preparing for you to come around and she just lost it. She started screaming at me, telling me that I was "lazy" or "always doing nothing"." You sighed a little as you thought back on it.

"When I'd tried to explain to her that I'd gotten lost in trying to get things ready for you she lost it even more." You swallowed the lump that was in your throat as you finally admitted everything to him.

"I tried my best to keep it from you. It's why I never call when I'm home and if I do, I tend to mute it or hang up when something happens. I never wanted you to see that side of things." Jisung's hand had been on your lower back the whole time rubbing softly but when he heard you say that he frowned and stopped,

"Why didn't you want me to see?" He looked at you, tilting his head to the side in confusion. He would never have thought less of you for anything, if anything he would have helped you out more.

"Because I wanted you to think that I had a good relationship with them, that things with them were better. That's what everyone wants, right? They want a healthy and normal relationship with their family," He nodded his head in understanding and smiled a little,

"But if you don't have that you don't have to hide it." He took in a deep breath and looked at you. He was either about to say something that could make your night worse or he was going to comfort you, either way, he needed to build himself up for what could happen.

"Does she always scream at you like that? Calling you "lazy" and things?" He studied your face closely, he knew when you were lying so he wanted to make sure if you said "no" then he would notice the lies.

"When she gets upset, but dad always says its just because she's angry and I should forgive her," He hummed a little at you,

"What about if you say things out of anger? Do they forgive you easily?" You thought about it for a couple of seconds before shaking your head. If you'd ever said anything rude or nasty in anger it would always be brought up in the future, calling you a "bad daughter" for saying those kinds of things.

"But she's my mum. My family. My blood," You looked at him and he looked back at you, his heart beginning to race.

"Baby, that's never an excuse for them to treat you so badly." He took your hands in his and gave them a small squeeze.

"I don't have all of the information, granted, but I know when something is unhealthy for you. Hiding a huge chunk of your life isn't good for you...If it causes you so much hurt and it makes you feel so bad you should cut it off." You knew he was right and you wanted to do that but how could you? Most of your life depended on living with your parents and you'd grown so used to the things that they did you'd learnt to drown it all out.

"I have nowhere else to go," You whispered slowly, only for Jisung to shake his head at you.

"You can stay with me and the guys until you find your own place. Or...we could find our own place." He trailed off a little at the end and your head shot up,

"Together? Living together?" You were so excited at the thought of it and Jisung smiled, nodding his head at you. He'd love to live with you, the few times you'd stayed at his flat he'd adored having you around so much he never wanted you to leave.

"But let's stick to the flat for now, okay? The boys love you, and I love you." you nodded at him, it was going to take a few trips to get your things out of the house but you knew it needed to be done. 

"Maybe some distance between you and your mum will help repair the relationship too. Maybe her seeing you go might help her figure some things out." He brushed his hand over your cheek as you nodded your head. As much as you wished you'd had a normal relationship with your mother, things had always been strained between the two of you and maybe he was right. Maybe distance and time would make things better or even if they didn't, you'd be away from a toxic situation.

"Let's eat this cake and head back to the dorms. I heard Felix mention he got a new Mario kart map we can go and play on," He winks at you, kissing your cheek as your eyes light up at the thought of it all. 

Distance had been the thing you needed in life. Separating yourself from your home life was refreshing to you and you'd not felt this happy in a long time.

"Home-cooked food? You're too good to us," Changbin mumbled as he walked into the kitchen to find you and Jisung making dinner for everyone. Over the last six months you'd grown close with each of Jisung's roommates and had bonded with them all, each of them turning into something like brothers. 

"Hey! Not yet!" Jisung yelled, slapping Changbin's hand away from the garlic bread that had just been taken from the oven, making you laugh a little at the sight.

"No fair, I wanted some," Changbin grumbled, rubbing his stomach in a dramatic fashion. Tonight was your one-year anniversary with Jisung and instead of going out to dinner, you'd decided to stay in for the night instead.

"Here," you whispered, sliding Changbin a couple slices of the garlic bread before kissing the back of Jisung's neck, laughing as he shivered a little at the action.

"When we finally move into our place next weekend it'll be the best thing that ever happened to me," He mumbled at you, glaring over at Changbin who was happily eating his food,

"You love them and you know it." You giggled, glancing down at your phone for a second before sliding it back into your pocket. You'd been on edge all day waiting for a reply from your mother but it seemed to never arrive. Since moving out she'd become a lot worse and overbearing toward you but then a few months ago all of that stopped and she just stopped talking to you at all. The only contact you had with your home was your father who'd been helping you move out the remaining things you'd had back home.

"No text?" Jisung questioned when he saw the look of defeat on your face. It was mothers day in a few weeks and you'd offered an olive branch so to say. You'd offered to take your mum for food, just the two of you as a way to talk things out but it appeared as though she wasn't interested in any kind of reconciliation with you. 

"We can go out that day instead," Jisung said as he kissed your cheek, doing his best to brighten your mood even a little.

"Neither of us are parents," You reminded him with a small chuckle.

"We look after my roommates like we are, we deserve a parent's day." He winked at you before getting the rest of the food out of the oven, plating everyone some up as you went to lay the table and you smiled to yourself. You never would have imagined your life coming to something like this but sometimes a found family was better than a blood family.

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[discount--dracula]

introduction post of my furbies + descriptions !!!

penne (she/her)

a little shy, but very strong. she loves her wife and life itself. she also loves listening to aganist me! and the smell of grass. she's autistic so she's sensitive to loud noises and also has a very uninterested looking expression at all times, making it a little difficult to talk to other furbies. her friends are very understanding and accommodate her needs, though. she wants to learn how to play the guitar one day

penne is a trans lesbian

her birthday is june 13th

post where she's featured are tagged #penne peapod

charlotte (she/her)

charlotte is half furby, 25% crow and 25% bat. she loves flea markets, antique shops, visiting people's dreams, tea parties, and shiny trinkets. what she also loves is her beloved wife penne. they're inseparable

charlotte is lesbian

her birthday is may 17th

posts where she's featured are tagged #madame charlotte the terrible

strawberry cheesecake (she/her)

cheesecake loves all things cute and fluffy and pink. if she had her own room it would be filled with sanrio merchandise. she loves to play dressup and doing arts and crafts

cheesecake is trans

her birthday is march 18th

posts where she's featured are tagged #strawberry cheesecake heart

blueberry muffin (he/they, former prefered)

muffin is cheesecake's twin at heart. he likes coloring books, trees, singing, and candy. he LOVES going outside and recently decided to dress up to match his sister

muffin is nonbinary

his birthday is april 29th

posts where he's featured are tagged #blueberry muffin star, while ones after his customization will be found under #muffin bows n buttons

404 (they/xe/he, interchangably)

404 is an absolute loser and idiot, zero survival skills (/affectionate) xe enjoys battery acid (the drink, they have had bad experience with real battery acid), going to malls, sour candy, getting into trouble, and invader zim

404 is pangender and pansexual

xir birthday is april 13th

posts featuring him are tagged #404 name not found

lucas (he/him)

world's biggest smelliest meanest hater. the only thing he finds joy in is others' failure and suffering. except for taking care of the twins, he loves doing that and is very protective of them

lucas is gay and homophobic /hj

his birthday is august 18th

posts where he's featured are tagged #crusty old lucas

sylvester (he/him)

sylvie LOVES fashion and being nice fresh clean and organized. he loves going to the city to show off his beauty to the passerbys. he also enjoys trying new foods. he's well mannered and a sweetheart for the most part but can be a drama queen at times as well. sylvie is also a very smart furb, he likes to learn new things

sylvester is aroace

his birthday is unknown due to the sticker being faded :( we instead celebrate his arrival's anniversary, which is february 14th

posts where he's featured are tagged #sylvester nimbus ayloh

dandelion fluff (she/they, interchangably)

dannie loves her superstitions and lucky charms. they talk to trees as a hobby. their favorite one is near a river and "heart shaped if you squint". huge enjoyer of thrift stores and vintage. afraid of thunder (the sky is mad!!) and huge sunlight enthusiast. also she may or may not be able to read minds

dannie is a demigirl lesbian

their birthday is november 8th

posts where she's featured are tagged #dandelion fluff the flower child

riso (she/they, former preferred)

riso LOVES mitski and testing different perfume scents. she's a very kind and sensitive gal. riso is penne's older sister

riso is biromantic and asexual

her birthday is may 31st

posts where she's featured are tagged #riso risotto

multivitamin (any pronouns) and spork (he/him)

feral things.

multivitamin is genderfluid and spork is transmasc. both are aromantic

posts featuring multivitamin are tagged #multivitamin frut juce, while posts featuring spork are tagged #sporkosaurus

photos sctrictly of spork wearing a silly tomato costume are tagged #spork tomato saga

[scottsmajorshipbracket]

I feel u on the positive galaxy duo stuff, scott ship acc admin

Thats why imma try and give u my Galaxy duo interpretation across seasons, with a happy ending! :]

in last life they made food and would eat together. Pearl would sing silly little improvised songs per usual, Scott was more of a gentle humming kinda guy. The humming could put Pearl to sleep very easily, good at taming dogs, I suppose. + Last Life took place during summer. Warm happy summer, bright sunshine coming in through the windows, swimming by the river, tending to crops together, feeding the birds. Fun comfy summer together with who you love most. (this will be important later on.. /silly)

during double life soulmates shared some physical traits, due to mind fuckery done by the watchers tho, they didn't notice these changes on anyone til they found their own soulmate. Scott and Pearl got their hair ends the color of the other. Pearl tried so hard to cut it off, chopping her hair with an axe, but the teal ends only grew upwards on her new ends. In the end she resorted to "dying" it, with stuff like berries, flowers and animal blood... it sorta did the work and made her happy, but ppl also thought he smelled TERRIBLE and it was another reason to not approach him. + Double Life took place in winter, cold cold winter killing crops and freezing stray animals to death, snow storms forming like a dispute between parties, who once loved one another, now falling appart. The love is still there tho, it is and it always will be. To hate with such passion, you have to love first.

in limited life, while they *said* they were okay with one another and acted friendly while in a group environment, they still had some unresolved issues to cope with. Pearl probably looked down at the coral isles, from the frog tower. Yeah their teammates, neighbors and your mother could tell they were still not normal about eachother, but hey petty pranks and odd looks are better than torturing eachother! They still miss being together, but for both their sakes they gotta wait it out more. I can still recall our last summer, I still see it all. + Limited Life took place in autumn (different year). Autumn, where leaves start dying off, falling off trees. All that dead waste... it leaves the trees, it prepares for change. For once spring comes... they'll grow stronger once again :)

in secret life they finally found peace, forgave eachother mutually, better than they could have ever before. My sister, a flower expert (/hj), assigned them daisies, for they represent new beginnings. They finally get to be happy together, and they can be in different alliances! They have a good time when they do see eachother, no petty pranks for no reason. Scott even went out of his way to remind Pearl she didnt say "I love you" to him, to which Pearl immediately goes to apologize and say "I love you Scooott♡ does it still count?", and I swear I can HEAR him smirk as he goes ".. I'll take it..". People focus a lot on the finale I think. Healing is a process, it has ups and downs, of course Pearl is still hurt over double life, but she doesnt hate Scott. It wasnt just Gem who offered Pearl to join them, Scott very much wanted him with them aswell, and I refuse to think it was just out of "fear". He didn't wanna have to be up against Pearl again, theyd allied again, finally, fixed their issues. Just to be forced to fight again. I think they found peace in the end tho, while the Scar stays alive the other dead people stay around as ghosts, having to wait til the watchers get bored and make another season. I think they made up again after the finale. + afterall, Secret Life took place on spring. New life, a colorful flowery view, beautiful fields. All to share with a new bond, a new beginning. The new spring of an old connection. Beautiful and sweet. Similar to the summer they met.

Here's where it gets gay as hell tho so uhh yall can stop reading here if u dont like my mlm majormoon vision

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in real life... I have NO platonic explanation for this, im so sorry but theyre literally a married couple. They ADOPTED A KID!! (Cleo, jokingly)("there you go little Cleo" "thanks mum!") I actually think they probably got engaged after the secret life finale, as ghosts, they spent a LONG time there afterall. Winners Void marriage!! Martyn officiated the wedding, Scar was Pearl's best man (theyre siblings to me but thats unrelated), Grian was their witness, I mean he had no option BUT to wintess this so.. also, during that kiss they shared, there was a spark of light in the void, in that deep darkness, the moon and his stars iluminated all around them. Back to the actual season, they can now joke around the old times no problem, they *can* have other alliances, but theyre back to good old. Like Scott said in secret life, "its destiny". Theyre faithed, way past double life, that was just a physical representation of soulmate bonds, but the connections are still real after, and were real before. I see these two bicker during real life and see a married couple, not one that hates eachother, but they tease eachother and roll their eyes at eachothers stupidity at times. They love eachother so much even with their quirks. + Real Life i'd say takes place in summer once again. Years have passed, and they passed them together. They already had something going on in last life but denied it, they were young and unsure. They've matured and are more sure of who they are and what they want. They have fun, once again, like last time.. walks along the seine, laughing in the rain, our last summer, memories that remain♡

Thats it thank you for listening to my TED talk

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[the-fiction-witch]

Poor Thing

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Jojen sat beside the campfire with his blanket across his lap, everyone else had long since fallen asleep for the night but jojen stayed up watching the flames and listening to the sounds of the woods around him,

"You’re still up?" Lyanna Stark asked as she sat down beside him,

“I'm just...thinking,” Jojen replied softly, his eyes fixed on the flames dancing in the fire pit. “I had another dream last night.” His gaze drifted towards Lyanna, his expression serious. “A raven came to me, and it spoke of a great darkness spreading across the land.”

she smiled sadly "you poor thing, I can imagine you don't sleep much ..."

“It's not so bad,” Jojen said quietly, his brow furrowed in thought. “The dreams help me understand what's coming.” He glanced at Lyanna, his eyes deepening with concern. “But sometimes they're hard to decipher, and that makes it harder to rest.”

she nodded "I cannot imagine how hard it is for you ... I can guess you likely don't want to sleep unsure the horrors you may be seeing,"

“That's exactly it,” Jojen's voice dropped to a whisper, his eyes clouding over with a mix of fear and resignation. “When I sleep, the Three-Eyed Crow comes to me, and it shows me... terrible things.” He hesitated, collecting his thoughts before continuing. “Battles fought and lost, cities burning, people dying…” Jojen's gaze drifted back to the fire, his face etched with a sense of foreboding. “It's always something dark and ominous, Lyanna. And it leaves me feeling... trapped.”

"if you like... Your always welcome to sleep next to me? Maybe I could help, if you start to have bad dreams I could cuddle you until you feel better?" she gently smiled,

A faint smile played on Jojen's lips as he looked at Lyanna, his eyes softening with gratitude.

That would mean a lot to me,

He reached out and gently took her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers in a gentle grasp. “Sometimes, just having someone there helps calm my mind.” Jojen's gaze held Lyanna's, his expression sincere. “Thank you for offering,” He squeezed her hand lightly before releasing it,

she smiled and softly kissed his cheek

Jojen's cheeks flushed slightly as he felt Lyanna's warm breath on his skin, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he turned his head, his eyes meeting Lyanna's in a gentle gaze. For a moment, they just looked at each other, the only sound the crackling of the fire between them. Then, without thinking, Jojen leaned forward, his lips brushing against Lyanna's in a soft, sweet kiss.

Lyanna kissed him back happily moving closer until they where snuggled up beside the fire together,

As they kissed, Jojen's hands slipped around Lyanna's waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed together, warm and intimate beside the fire. His tongue danced with hers, sending shivers down his spine as she nuzzled deeper into his chest. Their breathing grew heavier, synchronized as they wrapped themselves tighter around each other, the flames dancing across their faces in a golden glow.

Jojen's fingers trailed down Lyanna's back, tracing the curves of her spine as she arched against him, her moans muffled by his mouth.

In this moment, everything else faded away the darkness of the world beyond the firelight, the weight of his visions and prophecies leaving only the warmth and comfort of Lyanna's presence, and the thrill of discovery that came with exploring their love together.

she slowly pulls back from their kiss to catch her breath and lays her head on his chest "I worry jojen..."

Jojen's arms tightened around Lyanna, holding her close as he listened to the concern etched in her voice. He stroked her hair, his fingers weaving through the tangled locks as he whispered reassurances. “Don't worry, I'm strong enough,” His words were laced with conviction, though a hint of vulnerability crept into his tone. “I'll face whatever comes our way, together,”

she softly nodded and laid her head on his shoulder the two sharing the silence beside the fire, Until she smiled sweetly "In your visions... Do you ever see us?"

Jojen's eyes clouded, his gaze drifting inward as he searched the depths of his own mind. He hesitated, unsure of how to answer, before finally speaking in a hushed tone. “Yes... I've seen us together,” His fingers continued to stroke Lyanna's hair, the motion soothing as he recalled the fragmented images that danced in his mind. “In my dreams, I see us standing side by side, facing challenges and triumphs together.” A small smile played on his lips as he remembered the fleeting glimpses of their future. “You're always there, Lyanna strong, brave, and beautiful.”

"... Humm have you ever seen anything... You shouldn't?" She hinted in a sly whisper

Jojen's eyes snapped back to Lyanna's, a flicker of curiosity sparking within them. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper as he asked, “What do you mean?” His fingers stilled in Lyanna's hair, his entire body tensing with anticipation as he waited for her response.

A sly smile spread across Lyanna's face, and she glanced around the clearing, ensuring they were truly alone before leaning in closer still. “I mean...have you ever seen us together...in a different way?”

Jojen's pupils dilated, his breathing growing slightly labored as he considered Lyanna's words. He glanced around the clearing once more, ensuring they remained alone, before turning his attention back to her. His voice was low and husky, filled with a mixture of excitement and trepidation as he spoke. “The Three-Eyed Crow... showed me things,” He paused, collecting his thoughts before continuing. “Things that haven't happened yet.”

she chuckled "and has the three eyed raven ever let you see ... Me. Perhaps in the baths of winterfell?" She cooed nuzzling into his neck and sliding her hand down his chest,

Jojen's eyes widened, his heart racing as Lyanna's words dripped with seduction. He felt a surge of heat course through his veins, his skin prickling with gooseflesh as her breath caressed his ear. His fingers instinctively dropped to the hem of her tunic, slipping beneath the fabric to claim her hip, pulling her closer as he growled low in his throat. “The baths... yes…” His voice was barely audible, lost amidst the pounding of his heart, as he envisioned the steam-shrouded pools and the promise of intimacy that lingered within them.

she smirked up at him "Naughty boy," she cooed "using your sight to perv on pretty girls," she smirked her hand slipping under his trousers laces and gently cupping his half hard cock

Jojen's eyes flashed with desire, his hips jerking involuntarily as Lyanna's touch ignited a spar of wildfire within him. He gasped, his breath catching in his throat as her fingers wrapped around his erection, sending shivers coursing through every nerve ending in his body. “Oh...Lyanna…” he whispered, his voice trembling with need as he surrendered to the sensations coursing through him. His hands rose to frame her face, his thumbs tracing the curve of her cheeks as he drew her closer, their lips meeting in a kiss that was both tender and urgent.

she happily kissed him back keeping her hand slowly and gentle as she stroked his cock

Jojen's head spun, his senses overwhelmed by the dual assault of Lyanna's kisses and her gentle strokes. He moaned, his hips bucking upward in time with her movements as he lost himself in the sensation. “More... please…”

she smirked deepening their kiss letting his tounge battle with hers as she unlaced his trousers pulling out his cock "humm such a big boy" she cooed before she began to jerk him off

Jojen's world narrowed to the sensation of Lyanna's mouth on his, her tongue tangling with his in a fierce dance. He groaned, his hips thrusting forward as she released him from her grasp, his cock springing free from its confinement, “Ah...god…” he whispered, his eyes rolling back in his head as she began to stroke him, her grip firm and confident. Her words, a husky purr of approval, sent shivers down his spine, and he felt himself climbing higher and higher, the pressure building, “Lyanna…” His vision began to blur, colors bleeding together as he teetered on the edge of release. But then, something shifted inside him a sudden jolt of awareness, a sense of connection to the world beyond the confines of their passion. He opened his eyes, focusing intently on Lyanna's face, her features blurred by the haze of desire. “Wait…” he whispered urgently, his hand reaching out to still her motions.

“What is it?”

"not here..." He whispered to pulling himself up and concealing himself so Lyanna happily took his hand and the two ran off into the woods to find somewhere more private

They fled into the trees, leaves crunching beneath their feet as they vanished from view. The sounds of the castle grew fainter, replaced by the rustle of branches and the distant call of a bird. Jojen's heart pounded in his chest, excitement and fear entwining like the vines that crawled up ancient stone walls. As they walked, Lyanna's hand remained clasped in his, her grip warm and reassuring. They moved deeper into the forest, the canopy overhead growing denser, filtering the sunlight into dappled shadows. A clearing emerged ahead, a small pool glinting like polished silver in the center. Water lilies floated on its surface, petals unfolding like tiny white stars. The air was heavy with the scent of blooming flowers and damp earth.

she smirked and pulled him Into a heavy kiss,

Their mouths clashed, tongues tangling in a frenzy of desire. Jojen's hands roamed her body, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as she struggled to shed his clothes. Her nails scraped against his skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. He stumbled backward, tripping over roots hidden beneath the underbrush.

Lyanna laughed, her voice husky and seductive, as she pinned him to the ground. Her lips left his, trailing kisses down his neck and across his chest.

Jojen's head fell back, exposing his throat to her ministrations. His eyes rolled closed, surrendering to the onslaught of sensation.

she kissed down his exposed chest and pulled out his cock once more "humm has a girl ever done this to you before jojen?" She cooed stroking his cock and kissing his tip

A shiver coursed through his body, his muscles tensing as she wrapped her lips around the base of his cock. Her tongue danced across the sensitive skin, sending waves of pleasure crashing through him. He groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily as she began to suckle. “No...no one…” he stammered, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart, His eyes snapped open, locking onto hers as she gazed up at him with a mischievous grin. She hummed, the vibration resonating deep within him, as she continued to tease and torment him with her lips and tongue.

she made sure to be slow and gentle with him wrapping her lips around him and sucking

His eyes fluttered closed, his head falling back in ecstasy as she enveloped him in her warm, wet mouth. The sensation was almost too much to bear, her gentle suction teasing out every last drop of pleasure from his body. “Oh... god…” he whispered, his voice trembling with need, as she continued to worship him with her lips and tongue.

Her hands cradled the base of his cock, holding him steady as she worked her magic.

He felt himself growing harder, his senses narrowing to a single point of pure bliss.

she felt he was getting close so she pulled back and unlaced her dress tossing it to the grass to reveal her naked body, her breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath, her nipples hard and inviting. Her skin was smooth and unblemished, glowing in the dappled light of the forest.

Jojen's gaze roved over her, drinking in the sight of her naked form. His eyes lingered on the curve of her hips, the slope of her shoulders, and the delicate folds of her pussy. He reached out a trembling hand, his fingers brushing against the soft flesh between her legs.

She giggled and spread her legs for him, revealing the tender flesh within.

“Please…” he begged, his voice barely above a whisper, as he sought permission to claim what was offered.

"Gentle sweet boy" she cooed guiding his fingers inside her

His fingers sank into her warmth, the feeling of her slick flesh surrounding him sending a jolt of electricity through his entire body. He gasped, his eyes snapping open as he gazed up at her face, drinking in the sight of her rapturous expression. “Yes...yes…” he breathed, his voice trembling with excitement, as he explored the depths of her pussy.

Her hips lifted, pressing herself against his probing fingers, urging him deeper into her core.

As he delved deeper, his fingers dancing across her sensitive tissues, she began to move against him, her hips undulating in a slow, sensual rhythm. His eyes locked onto hers, drinking in the sight of her pleasure, as he stroked her inner walls with increasing confidence.

“More... please…” she moaned softly and took his hair in her hand guiding his lips to her clit "suck... Gently"

His lips closed around her swollen nub, his tongue darting out to taste the salty sweetness of her desire. He sucked gently, his mouth working in tandem with her movements as she rode his face “Mmm... oh god…” As he licked and sucked her clit, she grew more insistent, her hips bucking against his face with increasing urgency. He held fast, his grip on her thighs tightening as he devoured her, his own desire spiking in response to her passion.

Suddenly, she froze, her body tensing as a shuddering orgasm washed over her. She cried out, her voice echoing through the forest, as Jojen's tongue danced across her sensitive flesh, prolonging her pleasure. Breathless and spent, she collapsed against him, her arms wrapping around his neck as she buried her face in his shoulder. "fuck... Your too good at that" she teased "aww my poor baby" she cooed stroking his still throbbing cock "humm how do you want to do it? Have me on my back? Have me ontop of you?" She suggested

He groaned, his cock twitching in her gentle touch, as he considered her options. Finally, he spoke, his voice low and husky with desire. “On top of me... I want to feel you ride me…”

"humm I figured you would" she smirked happily getting him settled against the tree before she moved to his lap softly rubbing herself against him "you ready?"

He nodded, his eyes fixed on hers as she positioned herself above him. With a subtle shift of her weight, she slid down onto his waiting cock, her warm flesh enveloping him in a snug, velvety grasp. “Ah…” he breathed, his head falling back against the tree trunk as she began to rise and fall, her hips moving in a slow, seductive dance, “Yes...just like that…”

Her movements quickened, her breathing growing more ragged as she picked up speed. He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close as she rode him with abandon. As they moved together, the sounds of the forest seemed to fade away, leaving only the pounding of their hearts and the soft rustle of leaves beneath them.

His fingers dug deeper into her skin, his nails scraping against her tender flesh as he struggled to hold on to control. Suddenly, he felt pressure building inside him that threatened to burst free at any moment. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back, but it was no use. With a cry of release, he came hard, his seed shooting deep into her as she continued to move above him. For a moment, they hung there, frozen in time, as the world around them melted away.

she softly Giggled "guess now you'll have to marry me. If I get pregnant with a little reed. Our father's will be thrilled" she chuckled

A slow smile spread across his face as he wrapped his arms tighter around her, pulling her close. “I suppose I have no choice,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “But I'm glad cause I wouldn’t wanna marry anyone else,” he cooed pulling her into a kiss, 

[ynkfva]

im gonna answer this questions as my "dr self"

ib to @55maddox !!

1. In what reality do you live:

Yuri!!! On ice. ive never saw anyone shifting to there and its really amazing

2. What is your name:

Yelena Dmitriyevna Nikiforova. big ass name i know. fun fact: thats where my username came from

3. How other people call you? What are your nicknames, if you have any:

My russian friends and family usually call me Alyona, and my international friends call me Lena. My fans use both, but the media started calling me the "Ace of Skating" 😭🫶

4. How old are you:

Im 15 in that reality. Its SOOOO good being back at 2016. I didnt know i missed those times sm. but i miss tiktok

5. How tall are you:

1,70m or 5'8 (ig not sure tho)

6. What is your skin color:

White

7. Your body type:

Uhhh idk??? pear or hourglass

8. Your sign/birthday:

im a gemini and i was born in may 28th, in both universes

9. How do you describe yourself and your personality:

Very autistic /hj. i chose to not change my personality, but i dont judge those who do so. im usually quite and i like to read and paint. As much as im a figure skater, i hate off ice training. YAKOV LEMME GO BACK TO THE ICE ALREADY I TOLD YOU IM FINE-

10. Do you have living parents/siblings?:

I do!! Both parents and a brother who annoys the shit out of me. but i love vitya. my parents not so much. i just dont process them cuz of their money

11. What is your gender/pronouns:

Im a female and use she/her pronouns!

12. What is the color of your eyes:

Blue. very blue. like the sky. im not poetic.

13. How do your hair looks like, is it long or short?:

VEEEEERY long straight white hair (or platinum according to vitya). more than one meter of hair. it keeps beating yura on the face when we are training. dont let him know i do it on purpose

14. Do you have any scars/unique visual traits?:

I think not? i do have a mole under my left eye but i dont think thats unique

15. Do you have tattoos or piercings?:

Not yet but i want to do it!! At least a few

16. Signature scent?:

Idk? but its sweet. im terrible with scents

17. Do you have any powers/species abilities?:

Not in this universe

18. Were do you live, how does it looks like?:

I live in Saint Petersburg!! i really like the city, its a city with sm history and knowing that such great people used to live in there in the past makes my heart warm

19. Is there other people living with you right now?:

Yesss i live with my brother viktor

20. What do you do for a living?:

Im a professional figure skater. very hard but artistic job

27. Is there magic in your reality?:

No :(

22. How much money do you have?:

...a lot.

23. Who are your friends/best friends:

YURI PLISETSKY :DDD hes my everything yknow idk what i would do without him. im also friends with mila

24. Are you older or younger than them?:

Im the youngest on the ice rink 😭😭 but im only one month younger than yura so that really doesnt count

25. Do you have a crush on someone?:

No! Im aromantic :)

26. How did you meet everyone for the first time?:

Okay so theres a lot of someones in this dr. most of the people i met was because of figure skating and viktor already being famous when i started skating but lets talk about specific ppl.

I met yura when he moved to spb and started ballet classes with lilia. he was so cute and determined and i HAD to be his friend. i was doing ballet w him btw

Did you think I would meet yuuri along with yura in sochi gpf? cuz i didnt. not in person at least. i already knew yuuri from name cause im curious and i wanted to know everyone who was competing in senior and his artistic skills were REALLY good (he kinda reminds me of adam siao in this reality). you also thought i would meet yuuri in the banquet. but i didnt. well i DID saw him DRUNK DANCING WITH MY BROTHER and giving him a LAP DANCE but i was too busy filming and taking photos of it to talk to him. i only officially met him when me and yura traveled to japan

i met chris in one of vityas competitions when i was little. im like 13 years younger than viktor remember that. and i. i was jealous of chris taking my brothers attention. and i. i spat on him. yeah.

27. What are your hobbies:

Ballet, reading and painting

28. What do you like to talk about with friends:

We talk a lot about music and ice skating ofc but we talk a lot about everything tbh 😭 we dont shut up

29. What is your favorite food and drink:

(yuras) dedushkas pirozhki 🤤🤤🤤 ONE CHANCE TOLYA ONE CH- *yura's interdimensional slap*

uhhh drink? whatever i have to drink ig some soda. i dont like vodka

30. Your favorite color:

PINKKKKKK

31. Your clothing style:

i dress whatever i feel in the moment. i can dress coquette or gothic it depends

32. Your favorite place to spend time on:

Ice rink :)

33. Favorite sport, if you have one:

Ice skating duh

34. Favorite weather:

Rainy cold gray days

35. Favorite time of the day:

dawn

36. Favorite season:

Winter. but russias winter is ROUGH

37. Your biggest fear:

This is too deep to post on tumblr lol i dont even know

38. What makes you very angry?:

When im almost done w the routine and i miss a jump and YAKOV MAKE ME DO IT ALL AGAIN-

39. What makes you very happy?:

Whenever all of my friends have time to spend together

40. Do you have any pet?:

Its vityas but shes also mine. makkachin <33 good girl

41. Do you consider yourself a good fighter?:

I do! I made sure to script that i know how to fight lol

42. Is there any people you dont like?:

I would say jj but he just annoys me. OH. SARAS BROTHER. THAT GUY GIVES ME THE ICK

43. Do you have a favorite song that describes yourself, or just a favorite song in general?:

Gladiator by jann. really one of my favorite songs and it describes perfectly my dr

44. Can you play any instrument or dance?:

I can play piano and cello. i know how to dance waltz but thats it

45. Do you like to take risks and make new friends, or you are more reserved?:

Im more reserved

46. What do you do when you get very bored?

Reread crime and punishment

47. Are you a great leader?

No autism goes brrrrr

48. How is your daily routine?

wake up. hygiene. eat breakfast while watching tv. ice rink. skate. lunch w whoever is at the rink. skate. skate. skate. home. shower. read. sleep.

49. Your favorite smell

That one chocolate chris gave me in 2014

50. A big secret you have/know

yuri on ice fans might want to know what happened to viktors hair. i know.

vitya was celebrating after the banquet with some other skaters, drunk after winning gold in the olympics for the second time. he black out. he then woke up in the next afternoon, after missing his flight back home, with four other figure skater and three hockey players, all of them in the ground, wearing only underwear. his hair was a mixture of vomit, alcohol and dirt from the floor. there were even a few gum stuck to it. he was not the only one.

so he had to cut it yeah

[anewp0tat0]

Chapter 199

not much activity around this chapter but welp that's expected. art didn't disapoint, as usual.

thankfully I think the one thing this chapter did for me was provide the answers to the questions made last time(even if they were very small. and i expected them to be answered now. would be disappointing otherwise. )

so first, I'm just gonna review what we now know:

They are not the night watch.

previously, i have wondered that since these kids are all senior, if they work for Doll. But it's now made clear that they have nothing to do with any of that.

they know that Doll means trouble.

despite not working for her, they seem to know a lot about her background. about her nature tho, not sure.

they are not certain of what happens to them after fledging day.

just that it's quite bad. is this an educated guess based on the fact that they can't contact anyone outside, or more likely, have they seen something that scares them? such as what happens to the kids who run away?

and then there's something that I'm mostly certain of:

I don't think these children are supernatural.

since she's exhausted, and looks like she was using all of her dear strength to hold him up(and he's not the heaviest guy around for a long shot), I personally don't believe there's anything other than... possibly intense circus training going on(i still think doll may have shown her some stuff). + a dose of fiction. what child is normal here.

especially since they were all shocked when Finny bent the knife, I think it's fair to say they've never seen such obscene strength before.

look at this boy

...

now, here are some things that are unclear to me :

they probably don't know about the blood collecting.

they looked very shocked, so it's natural to assume this is the first they've heard. but of course, I'm still wondering if they've seen something terrible(such as what happens to the children who run away), so there's a possibility that they either already know and are shocked that Finny knows as well, or, Theo is connecting the dots between what he saw and what Finny says.

but I still think it's the former.

only one thing is very certain: Yana loves her AU's. we got Sherlock Holmes, titanic, Harry Potter, I'm just gonna say Grims fairytales or smth, and now we have the Promised Neverland.

lil emma here/hj

and also, that Archie really passed that aptitude test... those are some Sebastians he's pullinf right there.

(again, half joking cause it would be very funny if whoever created the test was able to assume Sebastian's personality. the resemblance must be a coincidence.)

hope y'all have a nice day!

[fuutaprotectionsquad]

Yknow I feel like I should have a main post where I share my Milgram opinions/verdicts (thought of this bc i was writing my sister's opinion on the milgram characters). So I'll go character by character.

Will anyone read this? I don't know but its here

Haruka: I relate to him a bit (shitty mother, intrusive homicidal thoughts, neurodivergence). I def feel bad for him but hes still really guilty in my mind. I just think the whole killing for attention thing is a really dangerous mindset you can't just get out of, especially if you're being told you're not in the wrong. And it definitely seems like he doesn't actually feel bad for the girl he killed, just feels bad because people are mad at him for it. Idk. But I enjoy his dynamic with Muu a lot, even tho its toxic i just think its really interesting. But I wish him the best and he deserves a hug. His songs are mid tho (/hj i like them)

Yuno: I love her personality and I think shes so fun, but I honestly don't think about her a lot compared to the others. But I love her and specifically enjoy her dynamics with (obv mostly in fan content) Kazui, Mahiru and Fuuta. Her and Fuuta are such a good platonic ship (romantic is fun too). Innocent vote, obv. I like her songs, but Tear Drop moreso than Umbilical.

Fuuta: Oh my god I wonder what I think of him. In all seriousness he's a major hyperfixation of mine at like every given moment. I adore him and i think he deserves better and to be innocent. Like he feels so guilty for what he did and he didn't know any better, everyone around him was encouraging his behavior and praising him for it. But then it got too far and all his friends abandoned him and blamed him like. Poor fuuta :( and he's like 100% right when he says him and es are exactly the same. On another note, major fan of 0309 (romantically, but either way works), and also love his dynamic with Haruka, Yuno, Mahiru, Amane and Es. His songs are both in my top three (backdraft being #1)

Muu: Tied for my fav character(? Fuuta might beat her idk) I love her personality and vibe and everything just ❤️❤️ queen shit. And her queen bee design is gorgeous. Typically my favs are men but shes one of the first women ive hyperfixated on this much. Again, love her dynamic with Haruka, not from a like. healthy relationships could make the characters better standpoint, but from a story perspective its interesting. But yeah guilty. As for her songs, INMF is my #2 and i like After Pain

Shidou: Honestly I used to be kinda indifferent about him and just found him to be boring but then I rewatched his voice dramas and read some fics and I like him more now. I feel really bad for him bc he went through a really shitty situation which he felt he had the power to change and was stuck in a shitty moral dilemma bc of it. And in the end he did shitty things to save those he loved and it didn't even matter. He feels so guilty and doesn't deserve it. Innocent <3. Also romantic 0507 ftw (0506 is cool too). Him and Amane are silly too. As for his songs i like them, but they're not my fav

Mahiru: i like her, but im not too like. invested in her ig. But i feel bad for her :( she just wants to feel love and like. clearly she did something wrong but she didn't know she was. She never intended to hurt anyone. So innocent. Unless we find out she like. did something really fucking bad then maybe guilty. But in I Love You it implies it was a mutual toxicity so it probably wasn't something super terrible? But anyway. I love her with like all the characters cuz shes just so fun to see interact w others, but specifically with Yuno, Fuuta, Shidou, Amane and Mikoto.

Kazui: Hes so fun i love him. Like all he wants is to be honest and be himself but he feels pressured to lie and then finally he tells the truth and his wife fucking kills herself like- jeez- poor guy. Like following the gay theory, i get why she mightve done it (imagine being told the romance you built your entire life around for like 20 years was all a lie, and that your husband never actually loved you and just pretended to and every time you kissed or something he was just pretending like. that sucks poor hinako) but its so awful that he had to go thru that. But anyway innocent, kazui come out we accept you. And stan 0507. Song wise cat is easily #4 but. half is ok ig

Amane: Yknow i love amane but I also hate her and i think part of that might be the fandom? idk. I feel sorry for her bc she grew up in such a shitty situation but also i think shes beyond the point where we can uninstill those ideologies. Like shes 12, not 5. And amane says it herself that she has as much of a free will as everyone else and that her decision to kill/stay in this environment should be valued. Not that i think she should remain in this abusive situation, but she's not just some innocent kid whose being manipulated, she knows what she's doing. Hence, guilty. I don't think either vote will change her or anything so im voting with my honest opinion. As for dynamics, i love seeing her interact with all the other prisoners, but especially Shidou and Fuuta.

Mikoto: I love mikoto a lot but im so on the fence about his verdict. Ive been voting him innocent but theres still a part of me thats like. debating it. Bc he shouldn't have to be punished for John's actions, and it sucks that that's the situation hes in, but its that or more murders are left to occur. The main reason i say innocent is under the idea that John could go dormant or just stop fronting as much if we reduce mikoto's stress (like he says will happen i think). But hes so complex and fun i love mikoto. Specifically i love romantic 0309 but also his dynamic w the smoking group and mahiru. Also i love his songs.

Kotoko: I love her but also fuck her for hurting fuuta (and mahiru too but mainly fuuta). She annoys me bc she was so quick to almost murder several people based on a preliminary verdict that was made using little information. Like she knew this wasn't a concrete verdict, but attacked them anyway. I get her ideology of "kill people who evade justice to protect the weak" but only when they've actually done bad things (ie. the guy kidnapping the little girl). But when she doesn't know what they did and knows the person accusing them doesn't either???? Like bruh. But i like her character shes fun. I like seeing how she interacts with es and everyone she attacked. And songs, harrow is okay and i really like deep cover.

Whew im done.