#morilock

[celestialship]

hmmm 3 and 6 for red dead and 3 and 9 for the mcu :3

thank yooouu sorry this is a bit late

for my red dead s/i

3. how do the other characters generally feel about your self insert?

most of the gang gets along well with meg (except for maybe micah and bill. micah for obvious reasons, and bill i feel like meg would butt heads with a lot), she’s a valuable member for her sharpshooting and willingness to help out. some of the members of the gang like to brag about her marksmanship on her behalf to people lol

6. does your self insert have any pets?

sadly living in the gang means it’s difficult to keep any animals, but my canon for the epilogue (aka arthur lives and isn’t sick) entails meg and arthur getting a cottage together with a dog and cat :)

for my mcu s/i

3. how do the other characters generally feel about your self insert?

meg is revered as a great, strong warrior, so typically with a sense of awe or respect. plus she has wings so other characters think that’s pretty cool

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

valkyrie and sif as a “strong woman warrior” squad. meg has kind of a friend-enemy relationship with loki too, the only reason i may put him up with the “closest friends” is bc of how often they’d see each other

ask me self insert lore questions!

[yuriprince]

9 and 12 for fe mana :3

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

-caspar, dorothea, alois, flayn...ferdie...that's just for 3h mana tho.

12. how would the fandom view your character?

-straight cis men hate her cuz she's a brat, sapphics love her for the same reason /j

since there's been more than one iteration of her, i imagine there'd be a lot of fighting over which is the best one. the general consensus is that it's 3h or fates, there's a small yet very devoted section that stans awakening anthiese bc Hot Older Lady, and everyone seems to forget about echoes mana (which is fair cuz she's baby in echoes).

[mikotosredqueen]

🌈 + samatoki!

send me a 🌈 + one of my f/os for my sexuality/gender hcs for them!

Hey George! Samatoki is one of my fun ones, at least in my opinion! I hc him as cis, but he forsakes all sexuality labels. To me, he's the kind of person who will take interest in anyone and everyone regardless of how they identify.

I also tend to think of him as very openly polyamorous, but he'll stay loyal to just one person if that's what they prefer!

[whatsupimjared19]

Nicotine (Sheriarty) (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/ikT2yfj8CF Jim Moriarty. The spider. The psychopath. The only man who understands Sherlock Holmes. Jim knows how to play the game but Sherlock seems to be losing. Sheriarty Fanfic So many typos

[limey-self-inserts]

aaaaw they dancing~ Aniketos has a lot more formal experience and Avon has plenty of casual experience, it makes for a fun blend

tag list: @call--me--home, @morilock, @captainscyarika, dryad buddy @carbo-ships!

[eldritchships]

Root Cause

Summary: Flatline and Shockwave have a personal conversation. Shockwave is confused, and seeks an answer for certain behaviour, both other’s and his own. Author’s Note: Wrote some of the dialogue for this back in May, and I got a surge of motivation to finish it recently!

Taglist: @payaso-pastel, @daletalleys, @szayelinx, @morilock (If you’d like to be put on/taken off the taglist, just ask!)

“It kills me when you look at me like that.”

Shockwave’s single optic flickered in a blink.

“Like what?”

Flatline was sitting against the edge of his workstation table, one arm crossed, and the servos of the other resting on his face in thought. His tools had been abandoned on the table, and there was a softness in his expression that matched his initial sighed remark.

“You’re thinking about something, and you don’t even realise how hard you’re concentrating.” Flatline slipped away from the workstation, crossing the room to stand in front of Shockwave. There was a noticeable difference in height between them, so Flatline had to angle his head back in order to keep meeting Shockwave’s gaze. Shockwave shifted slightly, the metal cording and plates of his body groaning imperceptibly in the quiet lab, but Flatline never breached his personal space. Flatline’s optics flicked over Shockwave’s face, as if searching for something, as he breathed, “I wish I could get into that processor of yours.”

Shockwave’s exterior remained unreadable, providing no response as he realised he had previously been staring at Flatline. He had no idea of how long he had been doing so for, but at some point while they had been working on separate projects, Shockwave had paused to watch the other bot. The realisation was odd. Although, Flatline’s comment may have been intended literally. He chose to focus on that rather than his lapse in typical behaviour.

“There will not be any surgeries today.” Shockwave answered, and began to turn back to his own station.

“I didn’t mean with tools.” Flatline chuckled. Though his back was towards the other bot, Shockwave could tell there was a smile on his lips, warm and playfully weary. It was a look he showed only to Shockwave, and had done so frequently over the period of time they had known each other. It even lingered as Flatline walked back within his line of sight, further interrupting him. He tried to return his focus to the formula on his screen, but Flatline remained within his peripheral, and Shockwave had a feeling that Flatline wasn’t going to put the matter to rest.

“What interest is my concentration to you?” He stepped back as Flatline’s servos attempted to rest on his forearm, turning back towards Flatline in the process.

“Because I like you, Big Guy.” Flatline answered honestly, “I want to know more about the bot that I’ve been assigned lab partners to. You’re a very quiet ‘Con, it makes you more mysterious.”

“There is little mystery there, I assure you. I find idle chatter largely useless.”

“I should have guessed. You’re straight to the point, aren’t you?” When Shockwave inclined his head in a nod, Flatline stepped back, perching on the edge of Shockwave’s workstation this time, and smirked. “Alright. Then why were you concentrating so hard?” With a soft whir, Shockwave’s head fins dipped back, and he looked away from Flatline. He would have frowned if he could do so.

He didn’t have an answer, because he wasn’t certain himself. It hadn’t been a conscious act to focus on Flatline, nor did he have any impulse to request their expertise or input that might have explained the disruption. The lack of an immediate answer was irritating.

“I found some intrigue in your behaviour, I suppose.” Shockwave finally spoke, his already measured voice sounding slower as he tried to rationalise his actions. He raised his optic back to Flatline, who was watching him intently. “In watching you work, I could begin to understand your process. I also noticed that you have been silent for a long period of time, which seems…unusual.” Flatline smiled, but this one was tighter and deliberate.

“You don’t like idle chatter.” Flatline reminded him.

“I do not. Given that yours occurs more frequently in the presence of groups larger than two, I would surmise that it is a deliberate act.” He finished his assessment with a short gesture towards Flatline. After a pause, he remarked, “Exerting such energy into these performances is hardly logical.” Leant back against the table, Flatline seemed to have picked up Shockwave’s unresponsive stillness. Unlike Shockwave, Flatline was much easier to read, in no small part due to the slight uptick in the pulse displayed on the screen on his chest.

“Yeah, well…It’s a protective measure.” Flatline muttered. The smaller bot propped himself further back, physically leaning away from the subject, and from Shockwave. There had been an ample opportunity to leave the subject alone earlier, but Flatline had chosen to persist, so Shockwave found it fair to do the same.

“For what purpose?” He stepped forward, reclaiming the distance Flatline had tried to put between them. Flatline stiffened at the action, but attempted to hide it.

“Others tend to leave you alone when you’re the most eccentric thing in the room.” Flatline shrugged. Though intended to seem light-hearted, there was an edge to his tone, certain from experience.

“You and I both prefer seclusion then.” Shockwave concluded. Flatline exhaled, more of a calming action than a need to breathe, and again his smile appeared. Warm and endlessly patient.

“With some exceptions.” Flatline told him. His optics met Shockwave’s again, and while Shockwave’s head did tilt, he didn’t avoid Flatline’s gaze.

Though he had eventually found an answer for his earlier staring, Shockwave wasn’t satisfied with it. It didn’t explain why his attention had been drawn towards Flatline, it didn’t explain why Flatline’s specific smile lingered in his processor, it didn’t explain why Shockwave found himself allowing more tolerance to Flatline’s obvious infatuation than he usually would. It was a conundrum, one which Shockwave would examine and solve later when he was alone.

“You’re doing it again.” Flatline sighed. His head was cocked, melting under Shockwave’s once again intense study. Shockwave’s head fins stood up and he moved backwards, resuming typing on the workstation’s console.

“Your explanation was illuminating, Doctor.” His tone felt lighter, though he wasn’t sure if Flatline would recognise it as such. It soon returned to normal, “But you should resume working, before you become any more distracted.”

“You’re hard to ignore, love.” Flatline’s optics were roaming over Shockwave’s form again, but he rose and returned to his own station across the room, “I’m making progress, but I could see the results better if I had a test subject.” Flatline picked up his tools and resumed distilling the chemicals inside of a glass beaker. Silence returned to the laboratory, punctuated only by the sound of boiling liquid and the tapping of Shockwave’s servos on the keypad. Shockwave paused, looking back over his shoulder. Flatline was facing away from him, unaware of his attention.

“...Is the concoction harmful?” Shockwave asked slowly. Flatline turned around, surprised, but didn’t waste unnecessary time before answering.

“It’s not intended to be, but problems can happen.”

Shockwave nodded, and pressed a button on his console.

“I require assistance in the laboratory. Any of the infantry will suffice.” The request was broadcasted throughout the ship, and Shockwave released the button when he was satisfied he had been heard. He looked back to Flatline. Flatline stared for a moment in shock before he grinned, another increase in the visible speed of his pulse.

“Oh…you’re the best. Thank you.” Instead of responding to the pure adoration and excitement on Flatline’s face, Shockwave turned back to his own work.

“It benefits us all for you to succeed.” He muttered.

[ghirahims-trophyhusband]

I saw this post and it refused to leave my head so I just HAD to draw it with Ghirahim and Charlie. I don’t think I’ve ever drawn something so quickly lmao.

Tag list: @cherry-bomb-ships | @void-kissed | @the-ruby-eyed-rat | @morilock | @final-catboy

[letsgofoletsgo]

My part of an art trade for @morilock, reminder that I’m open for trades!

The sewers of New York were mostly quiet, save for the dripping of water or scattering of small creatures.The air was dank and dingy, hanging with an unpleasant odor. Most of the citizens stayed well away, fearing whatever may lurk in the metropolitan catacombs.

For Nox however, it provided the perfect area for their work. No people, no loud noises, no distractions.

On one such night, they were in their lab; or rather, the lab they shared with Donatello. The purple member of the ninja turtles was nowhere to be found however, leaving Nox to work alone. Not that they minded, they found something calming about being alone with their work. They watched something green and gooey in a petri dish, writing hastily in a notebook periodically. It was rhythmic almost, the hum of the pipes and the pencil against the paper. The scientist felt like they could be here forever, these studies, observations, this was their lifeline. Just them and-

“You’re up late.”

Nox snapped out of their daze, jumping as they turned around. In the doorway was Splinter, looking at them intently, but not with harshness.

“Oh, Hey! I didn’t know you were here.” They said as they regained themself.

“Were you aware it's nearly midnight?” He asked, raising a brow.

“Heh, must’ve lost track of time,” Nox shrugged, looking to the side.

The rat said nothing for a moment, before approaching. “What is it that you’re working on?”

“Donnie and I’ve been working on a new project, it's really fascinating.”

“Then where is Donatello?”

“He went to bed for the night, poor kid was tired.” They smiled endearingly. “But we’ve been making some breakthroughs! We’ve been studying the mutagen sample we got, and seeing what chemicals it interacts with.”

“Splinter glanced down at the substance, still bubbling away in the dish. His eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly, his usual rigidness returning. “I see.”

“Nox watched as he turned, before a sinking feeling came over their stomach. They just remembered how Splinter felt about seeing mutagen, and felt like an idiot for not considering it.

“Wait, Splinter!” They sprung out of their chair, following the rat. “I’m so sorry, I forgot that looking at mutagen is upsetting for you, I never would have shown it to you-”

“Nox” Splinter put up a hand, pausing the scientist. “It is alright, I don’t blame you. It isn’t your fault that I am like this, nor is it…” his voice wavered, “how I may feel about myself because of it.”

The dread in Nox’s stomach was replaced by a different feeling; they could almost feel their heart breaking at the tone of his voice.

“Splinter… Look at me.” They took his hands into their own, staring up at him with wide, sincere eyes. “It doesn’t matter to me whether you’re mutated or not. I know I can’t physically change the way you feel, but I love you.” They emphasized the last part as they squeezed his hand. “I know you may look different, but you’re still the same person you were before all of this happened.”

Despite the semblance of a smile beginning to appear on Splinter’s face, he shook his head. “Unfortunately Nox, I cannot say the same. Too much has happened in that time for me to stay the same, man or… Rat.” He concluded solemnly.

“Well, still- I want to be there for you in the change. I want to be there to remind you how much you mean to me.” Nox’s own breathing became unsteady. “I want to comfort you on the days it feels too much, and to celebrate on the days when you feel whole. The world may not understand us, Splinter. But I do, and I want to help you feel the same.”

The two stood, both taking in the rawness of the moment. All they could hear was the other’s breathing, their heartbeat, all they could feel was the warmth and comfort from each other’s presence. Nox felt Splinter relax in his grip, his expression softening.

“Thank you, Nox.” He said. “Your kindness.. Is something I have not felt in a long time.”

“Well, I’m glad I can give it to you, love.” Nox stepped closer to him, nuzzling his face into his fur.

Splinter returned the embrace, an action forigen to him. “I suppose there is some light to behold in these sewers after all.”

“Yeah…”

The scientist suddenly looked up at him, an idea shining in his eyes. “Hey, I heard Donnie say something about a new thriller DVD he and the boys nabbed. Wanna check it out?”

The rat sighed. “I’m usually not the one for fantastical American films; but I suppose I could always make an exception.” He looked down with a glimmer of a playful grin.

“Alright, I’ll make the popcorn while you put it in?”

“Very well.”

[celestialship]

🌈 for your danganronpa f/os and also gojo :)

hiro gives off bi energy but like. he doesn’t put a label to it he’s just like “yeah! i can do whatever!”

gundham is DEF on the non-binary spectrum, no cis person dresses with that much swag. probably a he/they

sonia is bi, but the kind where it’s like. “i like all girls and this one guy (gundham)”

GOJO. is SO BISEXUAL. huge bisexual. disaster bi all around

[yuriprince]

omg happy birthday!! i hope u have a wonderful day 🥰❤️

geoooorge thank youuuuu!! 💖💖

[ashendalia]

@camellias-and-coriander tagged me in a Last Line WIP tag game!

rules: post the last line you wrote and tag the same number of people as there are words.

____

Okay so while this isn’t a fanfic per say, this is part of a small visual novel idea I have so……

You have the feeling you’ve forgotten something important to you.

And I will tag…….

@getitfrenchship @acrosstimeandspace @swordwife @lightningwife @dragonsmooch @pkselfship @ofieugogyshz @winds-beloved @peachships @morilock

Feel free to do this if you want! If you don’t, that’s fine too!

[edencantstopfallininlove]

URL Playlist Challenge!(?)

@cherry-bomb-ships tagged me in this challenge! The objective is to spell out my URL with song titles, and then tag as many people as there are letters in my URL.

My URL (as of this writing) is creamsodaships!

C is for: Cherry-coloured Funk by Cocteau Twins R is for: Recognise by Fred V & Grafix E is for: Elevate by St. Lucia A is for: Angels by The xx M is for: Mine Right Now by Sigrid S is for: Something About Us by Daft Punk O is for: Out Of Nowhere by Keeno D is for: Dreaming Of by Foals A is for: Are We Ready? (Wreck) by Two Door Cinema Club S is for: Sun Seeker by Another Sky H is for: How Does It Feel by London Grammar I is for: I’m Not Okay But I Know I’m Going To Be by Raleigh Ritchie P is for: Power by Bastille S is for: Souvenirs by Etherwood

This is kind of a callout post for my piss-poor music taste /lh

14 people to tag hoooooo boy... @squips-ship @ode-to-joie @void-kissed @nerdstreak @queenvonhresvelg @f-orever-and-ever @mouseship @thatslikesometaldude @prophetshusband @logixlight @droid-shipping @morilock @kittay-falls-in-love @catake Apologies if you’ve recently been tagged by someone else 😅

[selfshipstuff]

❤️ + douxie and spencer!

@morilock thank u george my beloved 💕💕

EDIT: here's the post this is for!!!

❤️ something douxie loves about me is how genuine and communicative i am! i make it a point to verbalize my thoughts, especially the appreciative ones, and it makes him feel really seen and loved in a way he doesn't get a lot. more than that, though, he loves that no matter what it is-- a compliment, a small act of service, a hug, anything-- he feels how much i mean it. everything i do, i do with everything i have, and he just adores that with his whole heart!!

the communication is also just really nice even when im not acknowledging or praising him, because i always try so hard to communicate kindly and effectively, whether that's in the context of an argument, an explanation, or a teaching thing. i do everything i can to make the person im talking with feel seen and understood, and i explain things thoroughly and without judgement as much as i can. im really good at simplifying and teaching complicated concepts, and breaking down larger problems into smaller, more manageable bits, and he just loves that about me so much,,,

❤️ as for spencer, he really loves that i actually listen and understand what he's saying most of the time. he feels like he can really talk to me, and he enjoys talking to me because i'll actually engage in the conversation on an intellectual level in a way a lot of the people he talks to simply can't or won't.

he adores my intelligence and even more than that, he loves the fact that i try, because even if i don't totally understand what he's saying-- which happens a lot, because he's a genius with an eidetic memory and is just... objectively way more informed than me-- i'll ask follow-up questions to try and get a better feel for it, instead of brushing him off or telling him he's rambling or speaking in a way that's too complex. he likes that he can speak his mind without judgement and feel genuinely heard and understood for once!

[limey-self-inserts]

Day 1. Sweater weather

Getting into selfshiptober with a soft start, might do more sketches when I have time like today~

Tag list: @call--me--home, @morilock, @captainscyarika, @carbo-ships

[letsgofoletsgo]

@morilock your tmnt s/i be like

[ghirahims-trophyhusband]

“Don’t overdo it with your sketches, you’re sick” I tell myself as I proceed to make a sketch page uses references from a book I bought and make them as high quality as possible.

(Charlie uses they/them pronouns only and is non-binary!)

Tag list: @cherry-bomb-ships | @void-kissed | @the-ruby-eyed-rat | @reigenhusband | @morilock | @final-catboy