#michael (twilight sun)

[twilightxsun]

thanks to @lethal-liability for the idea of making these :)

[quinrandom4-27]

Okay here me out, midam but make it twilight (not the movie)

[somerandomjewelleryonthefloor]

Should I make my (just kid shit ★) fanfic a CalMichSol/Twilight Trio slowburn?

Honestly. I haven't done much with them. And we need more Polyamory after ID happened

[whats-in-a-sentence]

His voice breaking, he whispered:

The Sun

The splendid eye

Of all our heavens

Dives from the day,

And leaves

The dozing sky

Spangled with fireflies,

Deepening in gray.

Now Sleep,

Our oldest friend

Lulls in the trees

And calls

Us in.

The Leaves

Give off cold fire,

They blaze into ash

At the end of the year.

And birds

Coast on the winds,

And wheel to the North

When Autumn ends.

The day grows dark,

The seasons were bare,

But we

Await the sun's

Green fire upon

The trees.

The wind

Dives through the days.

By season, by moon

Great kingdoms arise.

The breath

Of firefly, of bird,

Of trees, of mankind

Fades in a word.

Now Sleep,

Our oldest friend,

Lulls in the trees

And calls

Us in.

The Age,

The thousand lives

Of men and their stories

Go to their graves.

But We,

The people long

In poem and glory

Fade from the song.

"DragonLance Chronicles: Dragons of Autumn Twilight" - Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman

[tenth-sentence]

For the bride of Huma could step into the devouring sun,

Together they would return to the thatched shires

And leave behind the secret of the Lance, the world

Unpeopled in darkness, wed to the dragons.

"DragonLance Chronicles: Dragons of Autumn Twilight" - Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman

[blood-official]

Would you do a Michael moodboard please? 🥺

also idk if you know this but the Instagram layout app is great for making the 3x3 moodboards as one picture ^_^ it’s free!

"Close your eyes, sweet angel of mine."

Michael moodboard

[nomadomar]

The Office Transformation: Embracing the Arab Way

Chapter 5: The Complete Transformation

The morning sun filtered through the curtains of Michael's apartment, casting a soft, golden glow across the room. It was a quiet, peaceful morning, much like any other. But today felt different. Today, Michael would take the final step in a journey that had transformed his life in ways he could never have imagined.

Sitting at his desk, he stared at the name he had carefully written in his notebook: Omar. The letters were bold, confident, and full of meaning. It was a name that had been gifted to him by Amir, a name that symbolized everything he had come to embrace—his new identity, his new values, his new life.

The decision to change his name had not been made lightly. Michael had spent countless hours reflecting on who he was and who he wanted to be. He had struggled with the fear of losing himself, of abandoning the person he had always been. But as time went on, he realized that this transformation was not about losing himself; it was about finding his true self.

Omar. The name felt right, like it had always been a part of him, waiting to be discovered. It was a name that connected him to a culture and a community that had welcomed him with open arms. It was a name that represented the values he now held dear—hospitality, generosity, faith, and a deep sense of belonging.

With a deep breath, Michael—now Omar—picked up the phone and dialed the number he had been given. It was time to make the change official.

The days that followed were filled with a sense of calm and fulfillment that Omar had never experienced before. The paperwork was filed, and soon enough, his new identity was legally recognized. His friends and family had mixed reactions—some were surprised, others confused, but all eventually came to accept it. They saw the positive changes that had taken place in his life, the way he had grown into a more confident, compassionate, and grounded person.

At work, the initial shock of his name change was met with a range of responses. Some colleagues were supportive, congratulating him on his decision. Others were more reserved, still adjusting to the idea. But as time went on, the tension in the office began to ease. The skepticism and unease that had once surrounded him gradually faded, replaced by a quiet respect for the person he had become.

Karen, who had been one of his most vocal critics, was the first to approach him. "Omar," she said, testing the name as if it were a foreign word on her tongue. "I have to admit, I didn't understand what you were going through at first. But I've seen the way you've changed, and... well, I just wanted to say that I respect your decision."

Omar smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. "Thank you, Karen. It means a lot to hear that."

As the days turned into weeks, Omar found himself more integrated into the life he had chosen. He continued to study Arabic, becoming more fluent with each passing day. He attended cultural events with Amir, who had become more than just a friend—he was a brother, a mentor, a guiding light in Omar's life. Together, they explored the depths of Arab culture, sharing meals, stories, and experiences that deepened Omar's connection to his new identity.

But the most profound change was the sense of inner peace that had settled within him. The doubts and fears that had once plagued him were now a distant memory, replaced by a quiet confidence in who he was and what he stood for. He no longer felt the need to prove himself to others; he was content in the knowledge that he had found his true self.

One evening, as Omar and Amir sat on the steps of the mosque, watching the sun dip below the horizon, Omar felt a sense of contentment that he had never known before. The sky was painted in hues of orange and pink, the world bathed in the soft glow of twilight. It was a moment of stillness, of quiet reflection, of gratitude for the journey that had brought him here.

"Amir," Omar said, breaking the comfortable silence, "I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me. You've helped me find a sense of belonging that I didn't know was possible."

Amir turned to him, a gentle smile on his lips. "You found it yourself, Omar. I was just here to guide you along the way."

Omar nodded, feeling a deep sense of connection to the man beside him. "Still, I couldn't have done it without you."

They sat in silence for a while longer, the peacefulness of the evening wrapping around them like a warm embrace. Omar knew that this was where he was meant to be—not just physically, but spiritually, emotionally, and intellectually. He had found his place in the world, a place where he could be his true self, free from the constraints of his past.

As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, Omar felt a sense of closure. His journey of self-discovery had come full circle, leading him to a new beginning. He had embraced change, faced his fears, and emerged stronger on the other side.

The story of Michael was now a part of his past, a chapter that had shaped him into the person he was today. But the story of Omar was just beginning, filled with hope, purpose, and the promise of a life lived authentically and fully.

As he rose to his feet, Amir by his side, Omar looked out at the world before him and felt a deep sense of peace. He was ready for whatever the future held, confident in the knowledge that true transformation comes from within, and that by embracing change, he had found his true self.

The end was just the beginning.

The Office Transformation: Embracing the Arab Way Chapter 1: The Arrival Chapter 2: The Influence of Amir Chapter 3: Internal Struggles and Social Tension Chapter 4: Embracing the Transformation Chapter 5: The Complete Transformation

[ed-recoverry]

List of free audiobooks on YouTube for anyone interested

The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Diary of a Wimpy Kid by Jeff Kinney

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain

Alice in Wonderland

Animal Farm by George Orwell

The Shadow Over Innsmouth by H P Lovecraft

Frankenstein by Mary Shelley

Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Hatchet by Gary Paulsen

Twelve Years a Slave by Solomon Northup

Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck

The Village by Caroline Mitchell

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone (fuck JKR)

Sense & Sensibility by Jane Austen

The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood

Twilight by Stephanie Meyer

Upside Down by Danielle Steel

The Fiancée by Kate White

The Silence of the Lambs by Thomas Harris

Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Lightning Theif

Accidentally Married by Victoria E. Lieske

I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy

The Collector (book one) by Nora Roberts

The Lies I Told by Mary Burton

Dead Man’s Mirror by Agatha Christie

The Hobbit

The Taken Ones by Jess Lourey

The Good Neighbour by R J Parker

The Island House by Elana Johnson

Desperation by Stephan King

The Healing Summer by Heather B. Moore

The Last Affair by Margot Hunt

To Be Claimed by Willow Winter

Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare

The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

The Inn by James Patterson

Wonder by R J Palacio

Faking It With The Billionaire by Willow Fox

The Lost Years by Mary Higgins Clark

Forrest Gump by Winston Groom

The Janson Directive by Robert Ludlum

The Catcher in the Rye

The Lottery Winner by Mary Higgins Clark

Where Eagles Dare by Alistair MacLean

Death of a Nurse by M C Beaton

Yours Truly by Abby Jimenez

Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson

The Sonnets by William Shakespeare

Frozen Betrayal by Clive Cussler

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

Line of Fire by R J Patterson

Don’t Believe Everything You Think by Joseph Nguyen

The Remnant by Tim LaHaye

The Magic of Reality by Richard Dawkins

The Secret of Chimneys by Agatha Christie

Payment in Kind by J A Jance

The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

The Way of the Superior Man by David Deida

The Game of Life and How to Play It by Florence Scovel Shinn

The Richest Man in Babylon by George S. Clason

To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

A Marriage of Anything but Convenience by Victorine E. Lieske

The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens

The Inheritance Game by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

Ikigai: The Japanese Secret to a Long and Happy Life

Thinking Fast and Slow by Daniel Kahneman

How to Win Friends and Influence People by Dale Carnegie

The Kama Sutra by Mallanaga Vatsyayana

The Wisdom of Father Brown by G K Chesterton

Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe

Robin Hood by J Walker McSpadden

The Poor Traveller by Charles Dickens

Days on the Road: Crossing the Plains in 1865 by Sarah Raymond Herndon

Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens

Atomic Habits by James Clear

I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream

Trading in the Zone by Mark Douglas

The Art of War by Sun Tzu

The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson

The Return of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle

The Epic of Gilgamesh

Lord of the Flies by William Golding

A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

Man After Man

Five on a Treasure Island by Enid Blyton

The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane

Charlotte’s Web

Midsummer Mysteries by Agatha Christie

Out of Silent Planet by C S Lewis

The Valley of Fear by Arthur Conan Doyle

Eaters of the Dead by Michael Crichton

The Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie

The Castle of Otranto by Horace Walpole

21 Lessons for the 21st Century by Yuval Noah Harai

Hamlet by Shakespeare

[diazisms]

things i think would be said to the 911 characters if they were on glee

“texas here still thinks it’s illegal to be gay like it’s not obvious to anyone not blind that when he dies his ashes will be rainbow,” said to eddie

“hey, riddle me this, twilight sparkle, when you sneeze, does glitter come out?” said to josh

“i’m sorry, i don’t think i can keep dating you. there’s a strange mexican ghost that seems to be haunting you, and he won’t even join during sex,” said to buck (about eddie)

“alright, birthmark, maybe you and those lips can go back to shining pool balls if all the advice you’re gonna give is to be kind to others,” said to buck (wanted to do a non-buddie one too)

“do minorities become cops for reasons other than deeply rooted self hatred? maybe if you had a better haircut?” said to athena

“if you weren’t little miss sunshine’s grief stricken older sister it’d be easier to hate you,” said to maddie

“you make very beautiful wasian babies, but it’s strange that your daughter’s name isn’t jee-yun buckley-april. you literally introduced yourself as mr. april,” said to chimney

“your beautiful bald head looks freshly polished and it’s reflecting the sun into my eyes, which will make me blind,” said to michael

“hi sweetie, did the stork that left you outside your mother’s window use crutches, too?” said to chris

“i’ve actually watched every single season of grey’s anatomy long enough that the psychological effects of it on my brain should be studied, so i’m pretty sure you and your floor to ceiling window sized glasses are not supposed to do it like that,” said to hen

“if will scheuster was in a building, accidentally setting it on fire is the first thing i would do. thanks for the idea, captain booby,” said to bobby (by sue)

“okay, testicles one and two—“ said to buddie

[twilightxsun]

Maybe something cute like taking a nap with Ellis or watching Michael paint?

I love both those ideas!

Here's what I have for Michael :) I'll likely write Ellis when I can!

the masterpiece

Michael paints you.

word count: 984

ao3

Lounging on a loveseat, you do your best to hold still. Michael has you posed in a relaxed yet elegant position. He spent several minutes guiding you, insisting that you must set yourself so to perfectly accentuate all of your angles and curves, your natural beauty and poise. He waxed about capturing your true expression, carefully directing your limbs and using his hands to shift you into place; gently but firmly tilting your chin, bowing your arm to reveal your inner wrist, curling your fingers, and turning your shoulders. You aren’t sure exactly how you look, but he stood up with a satisfied smile and instructed you to stay still.

Michael’s face is in view from where you’re sitting. His eyes are sharp with focus, brow furrowed slightly as he glances back and forth between you and the canvas in front of him. He dips his brush in paint, mixing the colors on his palette. This is the first time you’ve let him paint you.

Of course, he implored that you remove your clothes for it. You obliged, conceding that it would be tasteful nudity. To bare your soul, he said. Any additional layering would only conceal it.

There’s not much you can do except watch him concentrate. He didn’t give you any restrictions on speaking, but you’ve been content to observe until now. The look on his handsome face is both delicate and intense, completely captivated by the process. His robe is open, exposing his immaculately sculpted chest and abs. He called his body his “greatest work of art”. You’re inclined to agree.

Careful not to move, you call out softly, “How is it?”

He looks straight at you, paintbrush hovering in the air. There’s no irritation or disturbance in his gaze, which puts you at ease about interrupting him. Instead, he gives you a dreamy sort of smile.

“You are my masterpiece,” Michael says.

You notice he isn’t only referring to the painting, but you coyly reply, “One of many, I’m sure.”

“There is none like you,” he professes. 

The compliment warms you, and you can’t help smiling. He resumes his work, applying the brush again to the canvas. His movements are both calculated and free-flowing—there’s an easy confidence that comes with centuries of practice.

You let him continue for a while. It’s been at least four hours now, and you’re beginning to feel a little antsy. He didn’t give you a frame of reference for how much time his portraits usually take to finish. It could be five minutes, or several more hours. Perhaps he expects you to sit here all day and night.

“Michael,” you say, “how much longer?”

He’s in the middle of a brushstroke, so he doesn’t look at you when you speak. “Patience, my angel. You cannot rush greatness.”

“I know,” you concede, “but can I get an estimate?”

He glances at you, considering. “At most… another hour.”

You give a quiet sigh of relief. It isn’t that you can’t stay still for… however long he needs you to—but you’re glad all the same that it won’t cut into your evening. You plan to spend the rest of it with him anyways, but you’d hoped you wouldn’t be immobile the whole time.

Content with the knowledge that it won’t be much longer, you fall quiet and let yourself drift into thought. For a while now you’ve been trying to pinpoint the emotion on Michael’s face when he looks at you, but you understand it now. Beyond adoration: reverence. He treats you like something sacred, to be honored and savored. The care with which he takes to paint you goes beyond his art—from the moment you met him, he’s treated you with the utmost delicacy. He knows you aren’t fragile, but his nature is to be attentive, to ensure that everything in his touch is kept safe. He’s never rough, even in the whirlwind of his passion. In heat and desire, he approaches you with zeal, thorough and exact in his ministrations. His love is an artistry; you only hope you make him feel as appreciated as he does you.

You didn’t notice how quickly the time went by, consumed in your thoughts. Your eyes unglaze as Michael sits back, sets his brush down, and scans the canvas one last time.

“My work is complete,” he announces.

“I can move?” you ask.

He meets your eyes. “Come look,” he tells you.

Sitting up, you stretch out, grateful that you can finally move after five hours of careful posturing. You stand up and walk towards Michael, then stop and turn to look at the painting.

What you see leaves you breathless. The portrait is beyond beautiful—you can barely comprehend it. His brushwork is flawless; every color perfectly hued; the shading immaculate. Seeing yourself on the canvas, each feature lovingly attended to, all composing into a picture that you both can’t believe but that also has never felt more right.

“Do I really look like that?” you wonder.

“I paint what I see,” he says simply.

Now you understand; to be seen through someone else’s eyes. A surge of emotion comes over you, and you don’t know what else to do with it so you pull Michael into an embrace.

“Thank you,” you say.

His arms wrap around you, and he holds you until you let go. He brings a hand to your face, cupping your cheek with his palm. “But of course, my angel.”

You smile, and lean in again for a kiss. Your lips meet with his for a few sweet seconds, and then you part. 

He gazes at you with unabashed adoration, and it makes your heart swell. You know then that you’d stay still as long as he needed if only to have him look at you like this. For now you truly realize how he really sees you: a masterpiece. 

[pain-is-too-tired]

One thing I like to hc with the Apollo Head Counselors is that they all represent a time of which the sun is out.

Lee - Dawn/Dusk

Mainly dusk, but pretty much imagine him in browns, oranges , dusky yellows and reds and the like.

Michael - Twilight

Starts after the fall of Dusk,short lived. Haralds the start of darkness and but also first light when it falls. The darkess time in which the sun is out. I see him muted/ dark blues,dull browns and blacks. Maybe a touch of greyish pale yellows.

Will - Daylight

Longest lived, bright, it's what most people think about when they think of the sun. With his golden sun kissed hair and sky blue eyes its pretty on the nose. I see him in bright/light yellows and blues.

Idk why I thought of posting this, I just love them and wanted to share my thoughts.

Think it is pretty obvious how I tend to draw them, but it's fun to write it out ^^

[oneshlut]

MASTERLIST

Find all of my works here! All oneshots, headcanons, and imagines. Again, subject to change. Mostly headcanons here!

NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS!!! Sorry!

The Lorax

The Onceler -

The Greedler -

Villainous

Dr. Flug -

Overjoyed [Headcanons]

Locked [Headcanons]

The Doctor Is Out [Headcanons]

Homemade Affection [Headcanons]

Bag of Bones [Headcanons]

Somehow Alive [Headcanons]

Two of Hearts [Headcanons]

Demencia -

Ghoul -

Sonic

Sonic (platonic) -

Tails (platonic) -

Knuckles -

Shadow -

Rouge -

Blaze -

Silver -

Metal -

Tangled

Varian -

Explosive Heartbeat [Headcanons]

Angel [Headcanons]

Eugene -

Lance -

Cassandra -

Five Nights at Freddy's

Monty -

Sun (platonic) -

Your Best Friend [Headcanons]

Moon (platonic) -

Your Best Friend [Headcanons]

Eclipse (platonic) -

Your Best Friend [Headcanons]

Glamrock Freddy (platonic) -

Michael Afton -

Phone Guy -

Henry Emily -

Vanessa -

Mike Schmidt (movie) -

Vanessa Afton (movie) -

MLP

Twilight Sparkle -

Rarity -

Pinkie Pie -

Fluttershy -

Calm [Headcanons]

Applejack -

Celestia -

Luna -

Cadance -

Chrysalis -

All Characters/Main 6 (platonic) -

Adventure Time

Simon Petrikov -

Prince Bubblegum -

Marshall Lee -

Marceline -

The Amazing Digital Circus

Caine (platonic) -

Pomni -

Ragatha -

Jax -

Input Feelings [Headcanons]

Down The Rabbit Hole [Oneshot]

Overly Warm Welcome [Imagine]

Lovingly Hated [Headcanons]

Jax (platonic) -

Turning.. Something [Headcanons]

Zooble -

Kinger -

Gangle (platonic) -

All Characters (platonic) -

Another New Home [Headcanons]

Gravity Falls

Stanford/Ford -

Bill Cipher -

Hazbin Hotel

Alastor -

Sir Pentious -

Angel Dust -

Tom Trench -

Husk -

Lucifer -

Niffty (platonic) -

Vox -

Rosie (platonic) -

Steven Universe

Pearl -

Amethyst -

Steven (Future) -

Connie (Future) -

Spinel -

Trolls

Velvet -

Veneer-

Your Valentine [Headcanons]

Dialtown

Oliver Swift -

Randy Jade -

Ticket Jerry -

Curie -

Pierre -

Roger -

Tango -

Etc.

Seymour Krelborn -

J.D. -

Selever -

King Dice -

N -

Rouxls Kaard -

John Doe -

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Canticle of the Dragon

Hear the sage as his song descends

like heaven's rain or tears,

and washes the years, the dust of the many stories

from the High Tale of the Dragonlance.

For in ages deep, past memory and word,

in the first blush of the world

when the three moons rose from the lap of the forest,

dragons, terrible and great,

made war on this world of Krynn.

Yet out of the darkness of dragons,

out of our cries for light

in the blank face of the black moon soaring,

a banked light flared in Solamnia,

a knight of truth and of power

who called down the gods themselves

and forged the mighty Dragonlance, piercing the soul

of dragonkind, driving the shade of their wings

from the brightening shores of Krynn.

Thus Huma, Knight of Solamnia,

Lightbringer, First Lancer,

followed his light to the foot of the Khalkist Mountains,

to the stone feet of the gods,

to the crouched silence of their temple.

He called down the Lancemakers, he took on

their unspeakable power to crush the unspeakable evil,

to thrust the coiling darkness

back down the tunnel of the dragon's throat.

Paladine, the Great God of Good,

shone at the side of Huma,

strengthening the lance of his strong right arm,

and Huma, ablaze in a thousand moons,

banished the Queen of Darkness,

banished the swarm of her shrieking hosts

back to the senseless kingdom of death, where their curses

swooped upon nothing and nothing

deep below the brightening land.

Thus ended in thunder the Age of Dreams

and began the Age of Might,

When Istar, kingdom of light and truth, arose in the east,

where minarets of white and gold

spired to the sun and to the sun's glory,

announcing the passing of evil,

and Istar, who mothered and cradled the long summers of good,

shone like a meteor

in the white skies of the just.

Yet in the fullness of sunlight

the Kingpriest of Istar saw shadows:

At night he saw the trees as things with daggers, the streams

blackened and thickened under the silent moon.

He searched books for the paths of Huma,

for scrolls, signs, and spells

so that he, too, might summon the gods, might find

their aid in his holy aims,

might purge the world of sin.

Then came the time of dark and death

as the gods turned from the world.

A mountain of fire crashed like a comet through Istar,

the city split like a skull in the flames,

mountains burst from once-fertile valleys,

seas poured into the graves of mountains,

the deserts sighed on abandoned floors of the seas,

the highways of Krynn erupted

and became the paths of the dead.

Thus began the Age of Despair.

The roads were tangled.

The winds and the sandstorms dwelt in the husks of cities,

The plains and mountains became our home.

As the old gods lost their power,

we called to the blank sky

into the cold, dividing gray to the ears of new gods.

The sky is calm, silent, unmoving.

We have yet to hear their answer.

"DragonLance Chronicles: Dragons of Autumn Twilight" - Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman

[ner5y]

Some music idea's for tadc Carnival au

So in each of the guardian's themes from BOTW you can faintly hear the morse code for S.O.S at different points in their songs, right? (along with other morse code messages that I don't know the meaning of)

(It's a lot clearer in the soundtrack, especially for vah ruta but hopefully you can still hear it)

Listen closely, you can hear beeping in the background:

So what if WHAT IF Different songs in the Carnival au game's soundtrack had something like that? Like you open it up and the title screen's song has a catchy beat, but little do you know, IT'S THE GAME CALLING FOR HELP.

That was just a random thought I had, this post is mostly to headcanon what video game osts would fit what character, so here:

Pomni's Room:

Glitzville (Paper Mario: The Thousand year Door)

Does. Does anyone actually remember some of the weird (and sometimes racially insensitive) writing in this game? I still have a pretty fresh memory, because I first played it about two years ago (VERY LEGALLY). But did anyone clock those as a kid, or was it just a normal 2000s thing?

Pomni's Boss Battle

I think the choice is obvious...

THE WORLD REVOLVING (Deltarune)

Ragatha's Room

Petalburg (Paper Mario and the Thousand year Door)

(But if you wanted it to be more elegant, "The Night of The Ball" from Fire Emblem 3 Houses would also fit I think. Oo, OR" Lily's theme" from Pokemon: Sun and Moon might fit better.)

Ragatha's boss Battle

Battle! (Lusamine) (Pokemon Sun and Moon)

(I couldn't really think of a good one for her)

Kinger's Room

Soul Sanctum (Hollow Knight)

(Could also be "Victory Road" from Pokemon: X and Y, Or if you're looking for something more upbeat, Merlee's mansion from Super Paper Mario! that one might sound too evile, though [Fun fact: I was so scared of Mimi's spider form as a kid, that I didn't end up getting past the second door and finishing the game until I was FOURTEEN])

(It could also be a whole host of other Hollow Knight songs)

Kinger's Boss Battle

Mantis Lords (Hollow Knight)

(OR "Twilight of the Gods" from Shadows of Valentia, or maybe even "Time to Fight!" From Xenoblade Chronicles (*cough* Dunban is the goat *cough*))

OKAY, for Jax, since he's so fucked up, I think his themes would be DRASTICLY different when comparing sentitience and none-sentience:

Jax's Room (sentient)

Hellfire Follies (Bendy and the Ink Machine)

Jax's Room (Non Sentient)

Inkwell Isle One (Cuphead)

Jax's Boss Battle (Sentient)

Colossal Wonders (Bendy and the Ink Machine)

Jax's Boss Battle (Non-sentient)

Fiery Frolic (Cuphead)

Another fun fact, King Dice's song is sung by a woman named Alana Bridgewater!

Gangle's Room

Shopping (Pokemon: X and Y)

Again, struggled with this one. Not sure if it fits too well.

(A general theme for Gangle could be Dimentio, Charming Magician from Super Paper Mario)

Gangle's Boss Battle

I've Had Enough Of You (Billie Bust Up)

And would you look at that, Michael's at it again.

Here's a female cover cus y'know Gangle's a girl

(For ones without vocals, maybe "Battle Team Flare" from Pokemon X and Y, "Fracktail Battle" or "It's Showtime" both from Super Paper Mario)

Zooble's Room

Spirit of Hospitality (Celeste)

(Could also be Crystal Peak from Hollow Knight!)

Zooble Boss Battle

Confronting myself (Celeste)

(I was struggling to decide between Heartache, Metal crusher (Undertale) and Battle Elite Four (Pokemon: Sun and Moon) but as soon I heard this, I KNEW)

Bonus:

Caine Boss Fight

BIG SHOT (Deltarune: Chapter 2)

I think that's all of them!

@sm-baby

[blood-official]

Pokémon teams + trainer class headcanons:

Rollo

Team: Lycanroc [midnight form], Rillaboom, Perrserker

Trainer class: Rocker

Victor

Team: Type: Null, Zebstrika, Reuniclus

Trainer class: Scientist

Piper

Team: Rattata, Rattata, Rattata

Trainer class: Detective

Michael

Team: Smeargle, Komala, Mr. Mime

Trainer class: Artist

Roxana

Team: Primarina, Roserade, Florges (shiny)

Trainer class: Lady

Bonus! LP Rikke!

Team: Noivern, Obstagoon, Arcanine

Trainer class: Punk kid

[swayhere]

canon starter call - open to anyone !

i have a strong urge to write some canon muses, so if you would be interested in writing against any of the canon muses listed under the READ MORE below, please comment/IM me and i can send a starter your way or reply to one of your starters.

i do not require you to know anything about my muse's canon, but i'm more than happy to tell you about it if you ask. i'd be happy to write canon muses against your ocs! also, mixing fandoms is 100% ok with me unless your canon muse is problematic and makes me uncomfy. my canon muses do not have all their memories or relationships from their life unless we plot it, but they will have the same general personality/ambitions.

if you are willing to write against my canon muses but don't care which, just like this post, and i'll take a look at your open starters and/or send you a closed starter at random with a muse i think fits the vibe.

*please don't agree to write against my canon muses if you're one of those picky weirdos that will be up in arms if i don't write a cannon muse exactly how you would.

( if you'd prefer to write against an oc muse only, check this post. )

canon muses i'd like to write: bold = extra big muse rn. strikethrough = exclusive, so not rn.

muses from tv shows: 

911 — eddie diaz , evan buckley , athena grant , bobby nash , karen wilson

911: lonestar — carlos reyes , grace ryder , judson ryder , t.k. strand , owen strand

as the world turns — dr. reid oliver , luke snyder

boy meets world — shawn hunter , jack hunter , angela moore , topanga lawrence

chuck — sarah walker , chuck bartowski , bryce larkin 

degrassi — jimmy brooks , sean cameron , ellie nash , marco del rossi , sav bhandari , drew torres , zoe rivas , miles hollingsworth iii , tiny bell , esme song , 

gilmore girls — jess , luke

good trouble — gael martinez , jamie hunter , callie adams foster , mariana adams foster , evan speck , joaquin perez , dennis cooper 

how i met your father — sid , ian , sophie , jesse

how i met your mother — marshall eriksen , lily aldrin , victoria

how to get away with murder — laurel castillo , connor walsh , oliver hampton , michaela pratt , frank delfino 

jessica jones — jessica jones

lost — kate austen , juliet burke , daniel faraday , desmond hume , sayid jarrah , sun-hwa kwon , claire littleton , walter ‘walt’ lloyd , charlie pace , hugo ‘hurley’ reyes , shannon rutherford , miles straume 

new amsterdam — lauren bloom , elizabeth wilder , casey acosta

new girl — nick miller , winston bishop , cece parekh

one tree hill — nathan scott , lucas scott , keith scott , chase adams , brooke davis 

outer banks (obx) — jj maybank , kiara carrera

please like me — arnold 

rosewell, new mexico — michael guerin , maria deluca , isobel evans

scandal — olivia pope , prezzy fitz

scooby doo — daphne blake

stranger things — robin buckley , steve harrington , jim hopper , chrissy cunningham , eddie munson , max mayfield , eleven , mike wheeler 

superstore — jonah simms

the 100 — finn collins

the bear — richie jerimovich, carmy berzatto , marcus , sydney adamu  

the mindy project — danny castellano 

the office — ryan howard , jim halpert , pam halpert , kelly kapoor , holly flax

the politician — river barkley , astrid sloan 

the young & the restless — sally spectra , adam newman , chelsea lawson , phyllis summers , lily winters , sharon newman , chance chancellor , victoria newman , tessa porter , amanda sinclair , cole howard

younger — josh , kelsey peters

muses from books: 

along for the ride ( book version only ) — eli stock , auden west , maggie  

one of us is lying ( book version only ) — cooper clay , nate

red white & royal blue — alex claremont-diaz , prince henry , zahra bankston

we were liars — gatwick ‘gat’ matthew patil

muses from movies: 

dead poets society — neil perry , charlie dalton , todd anderson

harry potter — lee jordan

les mis — enjolras , grantaire 

super 8 — joe lamb , martin , preston

twilight — irina denali , jasper cullen