#ooc; decided to just make these starters

[eternxlstar-archive]

Perm. Starter call For Amber.

Link to about, rules and other things are on this link here -> LINK

lease like or comment for a starter from amber on here, and I wll get to it as soon as possible <3. And if you could please let me know to who if you have a multi?

[auricbound]

various humility and humility-possession doodles i’ve done over like the past year and a half (with the first being the most recent.)

just to give yall an idea of what’s going on now !

[cannotfly]

tags; general

*❈ ‣ nothing there sings not even my lark. larks never will‚ you know‚ when they’re captive. — ( study. )   

*❈ ‣ and i could use a canary — ( wishlist. )  

*❈ ‣ sometimes i feel like i cry without a noise‚ sometimes i feel like somebody chose my choice — ( headcanon. )  

*❈ ‣ i’m a silly little ninnynoodle — ( ooc. )  

*❈ ‣ how can you jubilate sitting in cages‚ never taking wing? — ( aesthetic. )  

*❈ ‣ outside the sky waits‚ beckoning‚ beckoning‚ just beyond the bars — ( queue. )  

*❈ ‣ have you decided it’s safer in cages‚ singing when you’re told? — ( interaction. )  

*❈ ‣ are you discussing or fussing or simply dreaming?— ( starter call. )  

*❈ ‣ a runaway from everywhere she'd ever been — ( psa. ) 

*❈ ‣ how she had wrung out her girlhood like a death — ( edit. )  

*❈ ‣ making herself even prettier than usual‚ if possible — ( self promotion. )  

*❈ ‣ i feared you’d never come‚ that you’d been called away — ( promotion. )  

*❈ ‣ teach me how to sing. if i cannot fly‚ let me sing — ( meme. )  

*❈ ‣ and are you beautiful and pale with yellow hair like her? — ( visage. )  

*❈ ‣ whence comes this melody constantly flowing? — ( meta. )  

[gay-dorito-dust]

syzoth fluff hcs ? 😩😩 i love himmm

This is so ooc for him but fuck it. 🦦

Imagine if you will, you’ve been noticing that Syzoth was having trouble sleeping due to either his cold blooded nature and or nightmares that forced him to relive the trauma he’s suffered through. You’re heart broke for him and being the kindhearted and patient person that you were, you offered up the suggestion of being his personal heater but completely understood if this was too uncomfortable for him to do as of right now.

Syzoth, never use to such treatment from anyone -never less his own kind- decided one night, when everything was starting to take a toll on him, to take you up on your generous offer but he was so stiff and awkward in going about it that when he does get to your room. He either ends up dozing off across from you out of respect for your personal space or just straight up watches over you the entire night due to his unwillingness to wake you up from your slumber.

He’s such a sweetheart.

You’d wake up to see him slump over, fast asleep and you couldn’t help but smile at image of him standing/ sitting awkwardly in your room throughout the night as you would then scoot closer to him and drape your cover over him, immediately waking him up, making you freeze in place but upon realising that he wasn’t in any danger, Syzoth would close his eye again and instinctively cuddle up to you, basking on your warmth.

This soon becomes routine for the both of you as there wasn’t a single night where you weren’t cuddle up to one another with Syzoth leeched off of your bodily warmth by burying his head into the checks of your neck as he clings onto you like a lifeline, whilst you had finally felt that Syzoth had grown comfortable enough for you to rest your hand upon his back in order to keep him close. It melts your heart that whenever you go to pull yourself away, Syzoth immediately pulls you back down and practically caged you with his arms and legs as to keep you tethered to him because your warm and he doesn’t wanna let that go.

I wouldn’t be surprised if you woke up one day to him cuddling against you in his reptilian form. Give his snoot a lil kiss for me while your at it will you?

Upon hearing Johnny making Syzoth laugh one time, you’ve deemed then and there that he had to have the prettiest laugh that you’ve ever heard in your life. So much so that you try your damn hardest to make him let out a little chuckle or wholehearted laugh. All in order to hear the most prettiest sound to ever grace your ears.

Syzoth would be made aware of what you were doing after the first couple of tries by Johnny who was watching the whole thing from afar, finding your attempts humorous and the confused puppy dog look on Syzoth’s face even more humorous.

‘They’re trying to make you laugh dude.’ - johnny

‘Why? Why would they want to hear me laugh?’ -Syzoth

‘They think your laugh is cute.’ - johnny.

‘They find my laugh cute?’ - Syzoth, absentmindedly smiling at the thought.

‘They aren’t exactly subtle about it for starters.’ -Johnny, seeing you rummage through a beat up joke book, muttering ‘that’s jokes shit.’ Or ‘hehe, that’s a good one’ under your breath as you make a list of jokes to use for later.

So now whenever you try to syzoth laugh, he does so but not because the jokes are remotely funny, well some of them are with their straightforwardness but others go over his head, he’s laughing and smiling because of hard you’re trying to make him laugh and smile to the point the determined look on your face is enough wrangle a chuckle out of him. Syzoth thinks it’s very sweet that you adore his laughter, but finds you even sweeter when you do manage to make him laugh and he gets to see how your face just lights up from it in victory.

I genuinely don’t think that anyone has thought his laugh as amazing as you do, so needless to say you’re genuine comments towards him make his fucking day worthwhile. So he tries to reciprocate that kindness by adamantly sticking by your side and protect you from any and all danger, despite knowing that you could protect yourself but hey we all want to be protected by someone so we don’t always have to have our guard up 24/7. Which is exactly what you and Syzoth are to one another.

Johnny once teasingly called you both the others ‘emotional support buddy’ and it kinda just stuck from then on given how much time you spent together.

Will Syzoth use his power of invisibility to mess with you? The answer is always an defiant yes. He’s a secret menace. You can forget playing hide and seek - a game of which Syzoth knows next to nothing about- with this little cheat. For he wins by default because of his ability. Which you’d then have to explain to him how it goes against the rules because not everyone can do that and even if they did, it would only make the game unplayable. So a new rule would have to be implemented that Syzoth was prohibited from using invisibility to win.

It doesn’t matter whether your easily scared or not at all, Syzoth with use his invisibility to get ahead of you from time to time. So I wouldn’t put it past him to use his invisibility to sneak in some kisses upon your forehead, nose, cheeks and if he’s feeling particularly mischievous that day; you’re lips.

You could be looking for the bastard and he’s following behind you invisible, trying his hardest not to laugh whenever you look over your shoulder, not knowing your looking directly at him before looking forward, calling out his name once again. God forbid he ever steps on a creaky floorboard as it was a 50/50 toss up for him, it could either make you shit yourself or give you a hint as to where he is while you’re actively looking for him. However Syzoth trusts his ability enough to not make that vital mistake.

Will he use it to surprise you with back hugs? This goes without question but yes he absolutely would.

I think I’ve gone on long enough so I’ll end this here.

[disappearenceofsomeone]

the small... the itty bitty.. the sad sniffles..

(hi guys!! needed a break to deal with something, but hopefully I can actually try a schedule for posting stuff soon :3 )

uhh I got designs + barely cohesive context right below:

I love these SILLIES!!! don't mind how empty Winnie's page is, I didn't know what to do

decided that giving them school uniforms to match the surrounding this took place in was a ok decision so I did that!!

also here's the rlly confusing context I made in the middle of the night whilst accidentally pulling an all nighter at the same time:

(I have 0 experience in writing anything in general, I was spouting whatever made sense in my head so if you think this is ooc for them, it probably and most likely is lmaoo. sorry in advance to everyone who was curious ehough to read whatever... this is considered..)

anyways, prologue takes place in an elementary school where Winnie just finished his day at school, it didn't go that well but y'know, there's 10 more things to worry Abt then that. He gets to the bus stop, knowing well he was gonna have to stay there for awhile and planned on making himself comfortable. Upon arriving, he hears sad sniffles from across the seats and boom, sad lil meow meow auggie appears!! Very concerned Winnie approaches the kid, proceeds to get a very hot headed response from him as auggie pushes him away (he isn't having any of it today + he was kinda a punk when he was little like damn!!!) Winnie clearly sees that the dude needs ATLEAST *some* company so he just, sits by him awkwardly. Augustine over here doesn't have a clue why he's still not going away but accepts it nonetheless, albeit in a very tsun tsun way I guess. Winnie takes this as a small talk starter and tries to engage with him, to no avail as auggie seems to have a very reserved manner when alone. After a few minutes of trying, he decides to just be straightforward and ask him what's up, to which Augustine replies with a 'none of your business, why do you want to know?' type of response. He just tells him that moping around wasn't gonna do him any good and since they both seem to be going home late anyway, might as well kill time. (on second thought, they sound very adult for 7-12 yr olds, what. I will come back to reread this dw) Augustine now knows Winnie doesn't mean any harm and decides why not, got nothing else to do. He proceeds to tell him regarding how others seem to only want to be around him whenever he acts a certain way (ie, very bubbly, friendly, etc) and thinks about whether or not people actually do like him for himself. It also makes him feel like if people actually knew how he was, not many would stay (like a 'yeah I want people to stay, but I want them to stay for who I actually am' type thing). Winnie tells him that he should be himself, regardless of what anybody else thinks otherwise. Additionally, Winnie thinks that if nobody's willing to stay after seeing the truth, it's their loss honestly, he thinks Augustine should care about people who would actually be there for him, not for who he's trying to be. Augustine is somewhat stunned by this, asking if he's been through this before, to which Winnie remarks with a similar situation happening back in his previous school (Winnie's friends didn't stay in touch and never contacted him ever since he moved). They pretty much notice atp how similar they were and decided to spend to the entire time waiting just chatting, turns out they got along very well (cue scenes of them yelling at each other playing games, cat scratching as they yell something dumb at the other while simultaneously talking about how cute the cats walking around were). Time passes and bam! Winnie's mom finally comes over to pick them up!!

"Hey! I know that lady! She's my mom's neighbour! :O"

"Oh, it's my mom-- How do you know my mom???"

"Uh, duh!! >:/ I just said that she's my mom's neighbour--- she's your mom!?!?"

(Cue them getting inside the car and getting bits about how Augustine and his mom met. Apparently, he and his mom visited to send off some gifts for her, when in actuality, it was to send off some medicine for Winnie, who was sick during this time. Of course they got some gifts but the medicine was important. And the gifts were too.)

As they got closer towards their houses, Winnie was planning to just go back inside the house immediately since he's got no plans going on and assumes that was it. Augustine thinks otherwise, so when they both got out of the car, he immediately blurts out his name and introduces himself. Winnie, realizing this entire time they haven't even said their names towards each other, also introduces himself in response.

They both seem to connect easily and since no one else was willing to, they will instead. With a promise to stay by each other's side no matter what, they both spent their entire childhood together. They were practically two peas in a pod, nobody ever saw them apart, even if they were in a group of people. They stood out by a lot since then, the very loud and obnoxious kid was hanging around with someone who could chill him out in an instant. The two were inseparable

[mercillery]

DAD KUZAN? DAD KUZAN.

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD + HEADCANONS + OOC? WHO KNOWS…

NOTES: I wrote this because I think Kuzan would be an amazing father figure…or maybe it’s just me, I don’t know.

If I’m being completely honest here, I really can’t picture him being someone’s biological father either, to be honest. It’s not like the guy doesn’t have the capacity to care—he’s got that hidden soft side—but the image of him actually settling down and having kids of his own? Yeah, no. This is the same man who would rather nap under a tree with his bike leaning nearby than deal with any sort of responsibility beyond his own whimsy.

However, father figure? Now that I can see. I can easily imagine some random kid just latching onto him, following him around after seeing him do something cool (like freezing an entire sea, y’know, normal stuff), and deciding, “Yep, you’re my dad now.” Maybe they start pestering him, asking questions while Kuzan, in his typical fashion, is just casually napping or lazily giving half-hearted responses between long stretches of silence. He’s probably half asleep half the time, not even realizing he’s gained a tiny shadow until weeks later.

He’d probably just go along with it. He’s not one to fuss or overthink things. One day he’d wake up from his nap, find this kid sitting right next to him, and be like, “Arara. Still here, huh?” before shrugging it off. He wouldn’t necessarily raise the kid in any traditional sense—there’s no way he’s waking up early for breakfast or doing school drop-offs. But he’d have a way of teaching them things, unintentionally at times, through his actions. You’d learn a lot from just being around him, whether it’s his strong moral compass or his ability to take life at his own pace, despite all the chaos.

So whether you’re his biological kid or just some random child who decided to stick to him like glue, I can definitely see Kuzan filling that fatherly role, albeit in the most Kuzan way possible: relaxed, a tiny bit distant, but undeniably cool.

First things first, as Kuzan's child, there's no question—he absolutely keeps you as far away from Blackbeard and his crew as possible. Listen, Kuzan may have a reputation for being lazy, but when it comes to your safety? There's not a shred of laziness in him. The man might be laid-back, but he’s sharp, and there’s no way he’s going to let you get tangled up with that bunch of pirates.

For starters, he knows exactly what they're capable of. He’s not naive; he knows Blackbeard and the crew would have no problem using you against him, trying to manipulate the situation, or worse, straight-up threatening you just for the fun of it. He knows that they aren’t exactly a “family-friendly” crowd. And let’s be real—he also knows that being around them would be a terrifying for any child. Their idea of a normal Tuesday is probably your worst nightmare.

So even though he's technically rolling with the Blackbeard Pirates now, when it comes to you, Kuzan’s got this invisible barrier setup. It’s like he’s saying, "Yeah, I’m with them, but you’re not." He’s always one step ahead, working from a distance to make sure they stay away from you. And if, by some unfortunate stroke of fate, you or one of the Blackbeard pirates get too close to each other, Kuzan's immediately on alert. He’s already brainstorming a dozen ways to steer the situation without anyone noticing.

The bottom line? He absolutely does not want you affiliated with the Blackbeard Pirates in any way, shape, or form.

If you’re an ice lover and chewer, then congratulations—you’ve hit the jackpot. Kuzan is basically a walking, talking, 10-foot-tall popsicle. Need ice? No problem; Kuzan’s got you covered. With him around, you’ll never run out of the frosty goodness you crave. Want some ice to chew on? He’s more than happy to snap his fingers and conjure some up for you. But—and this is a big but—there’s a catch.

Because, as much as Kuzan loves to spoil you (in his own laid-back kind of way???), he’s not about to let you go to town on some gigantic ice chunks. You’re just a kid, after all, and he knows your teeth are still those little baby ones. He’s not about to let you chip a tooth on his ice or, heaven forbid, choke on a massive chunk. So instead of giving you the satisfying, crunchy ice pieces you’ve been dreaming of, he hands you the tiniest, thinnest shards of ice you’ve ever seen—basically, ice confetti.

And, of course, you’re disappointed. You wanted the good stuff, the crunchy stuff, but nope—Kuzan isn’t having it. He’s too chill to be strict about most things, but when it comes to your safety, even the king of "I don't really care" has his limits. And broken baby teeth, or you choking on a huge piece of ice? That’s no-go for him.

So no matter how much you whine, complain, or throw a fit about it, he’s only giving you these sad, little wafer-thin pieces of ice. You could scream at the top of your lungs, stomp your feet, or even give him the full-on puppy eyes—and he still wouldn't. I wouldn’t give you those big chunky pieces of ice you wanted.

He’s way too chill to be swayed by your tantrums, and when it comes to ice, safety comes first. So while you might dream of munching on a big, satisfying ice cube, all you’re getting are the Kuzan-approved baby-safe ice slivers.

If you’re cold, Kuzan’s solution is simple: he’ll casually hand over his blue bandana and his dark green trench coat—both of which are comically too large for you. Honestly, you could disappear into them like a turtle retreating into its shell. The bandana? Yeah, it doesn’t just cover your head; it swallows it whole. You’d be lucky if anyone could even find your face under all that fabric. And the trench coat? Well that thing might as well be a sleeping bag. It drapes over your entire body like a blanket, probably dragging on the ground as you shuffle around, but hey, it keeps you warm, right?

Kuzan wouldn’t be lying if he said he finds the sight quite amusing. Every time he hands over his bandana, he watches as it completely engulfs your head, covering your eyes, nose, and most of your mouth. You’d look like a tiny version of him, minus the ice powers and the towering height. And the trench coat? Forget it. You’re practically swimming in it, the sleeves flopping past your hands, making it impossible to move without tripping over the hem. You’re like a walking coat with legs peeking out.

He probably gives a lazy chuckle every time he sees you bundled up like that. “You alright in there?” he might tease, though you know he’s secretly enjoying how ridiculous and adorable you look buried under his oversized clothing. This is his way of keeping you warm, even if it looks like you’ve raided his entire wardrobe.

And if you decide you want to keep his bandana or trench coat? Well, he doesn’t mind in the slightest. In fact, he’ll let you hang onto them for as long as you want. You could wear that bandana like it’s your new identity and drape that trench coat over yourself like a cape, and he wouldn’t even ask for them back. At this point, it’s almost like you’re robbing him of his iconic look. He’s probably already decided you look better in them anyway they don’t cause they’re too big on you, but he finds it cute, so go ahead and keep it all.

I’m not even exaggerating when I say you could probably fit entirely in that knapsack Kuzan lugs around everywhere. Whether you’re too small or his knapsack is just too big is a mystery we may never solve. But seriously, if you ever got tired, cold, or just couldn’t be bothered to walk anymore, there’s a good chance he’d plop you right inside without a second thought. It’s roomy enough, and let’s be honest—it’d probably be more comfortable than trying to match the stride of Kuzan’s long legs.

Because let’s face it: mini-you trying to keep up with Kuzan’s ridiculous height is a losing battle. His casual, lazy pace is like a light jog for you, and after about five minutes, you’re probably huffing and puffing while he hasn’t even broken a sweat. So what’s the solution? The knapsack, of course. He could carry you around in that thing as easily as he would his eternal stockpile of snacks (because we all know Kuzan’s gotta have those, but you eat them all anyway while you’re in there).

In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if he alternated between carrying you in his knapsack and in his arms just to keep things balanced. One day you’re nestled in his arms like a baby penguin, and the next, you’re bouncing around in the bottom of his knapsack like a little stowaway. You might peek out of the top every now and then, catching glimpses of the world while he continues strolling along, totally unbothered.

It’s not that Kuzan’s trying to baby you, but he’s practical. There’s no way he expects you to keep up with his towering form, and let’s be real—it’s much easier for both of you if he just hauls you around like a piece of luggage. Plus, it’s not like he’d mind. You being small enough to fit in his knapsack is likely just a bonus in his book. He’ll act like it’s no big deal, but you know there’s a little part of him that finds the whole situation amusing.

Basically, he’s got you covered, whether you’re in his arms or stashed away in that bottomless knapsack. Either way, you’re getting from point A to point B without having to wear yourself out trying to keep up with those long legs of his.

He definitely annoys you a lot by constantly pinching your cheeks. Seriously, he just can’t help himself. Your face is like some kind of magnet for his fingers. The second he sees those squishy, soft cheeks of yours, it’s game over. He’s gotta pinch them at least once a day, or he might just lose his cool—or, y’know, whatever counts as “losing it” for someone as chill as Kuzan.

It’s not like he does it to be mean; in fact, it’s the complete opposite. Your face is just so ridiculously squishable that even the usually laid-back, low-effort Kuzan can’t resist. He’ll walk by, casually ruffle your hair, and then BAM!—before you know it, his fingers are pinching your cheeks. And of course, it’s never just a gentle pinch, either. No, he’s gotta give them a good squeeze, just to hear that little noise of protest you make. It’s part of his daily routine now, like drinking coffee or something.

And yes, Kuzan definitely thinks you’re the epitome of adorableness. Your squishy cheeks are just the physical manifestation of that. Sure, he acts too cool to make a fuss about it, but if anyone else tried to pinch your cheeks, you bet he’d have something to say about it. Those cheeks are his to squish, and even though he’ll play it off like it’s no big deal, it’s his way of showing that he cares.

So whether you roll your eyes, push his hand away, or try to hide your face, it doesn’t matter. Kuzan’s still going to get his daily cheek-pinching fix, and you’re just going to have to deal with it. Sorry!—but when you’re that adorable, even someone as composed as Kuzan can’t resist giving those cheeks a little squeeze.

His hair is definitely something interesting for you—curly, and cut to chin length, with the tips fanning out in a way that practically begs you to mess with it. And honestly, as a kid, you just can’t resist. It’s like his curls are calling out to you, practically daring you to poof them up, so of course, you do. Every chance you get, you’re right there, fluffing up his hair like it’s some kind of art project. It’s basically your own way of revenge, especially after all that pinching and squishing he’s done to your chubby cheeks.

And it’s not like Kuzan really stops you. Nah, he’s way too lax for that. You could spend a solid ten minutes working on poofing up his curls, making them all bouncy and frizzy, and he wouldn’t say a word. He might even take a nap while you go crazy with his hair. You’d get it all puffed up, looking like some kind of fluffy masterpiece, only for him to casually shake his head afterward and completely ruin it.

Every. Single. Time.

You’d stand there, arms crossed, absolutely deflated as he runs his hand through his hair, casually smoothing it back to its normal look. All your hard work is gone in an instant. It’s like he doesn’t even realize the effort you’ve put into making his hair a giant, fluffy cloud. “Nice try, kid,” he’d say, maybe throwing in a lazy smirk as if he’s not fully aware of your disappointment.

It’s almost like a game at this point. You mess up his hair, poof it up as big as possible, and he calmly restores it to its usual state. Rinse and repeat. Sometimes he’ll even shake his head extra hard, like he’s trying to prove a point, his curls falling right back into place as if mocking you.

But here’s the thing—he doesn’t really mind. He’ll never say it outright, but there’s something about the way he lets you mess with his hair that shows he’s cool with it. You could poof it up every day, and he’d sit there with his usual lazy expression, letting you do your thing. It’s probably more entertaining to him than anything else. Plus, it’s not like he has much to do while he’s lounging around, so why not let you have your fun?

At the end of the day, though, you know what’s coming. No matter how much effort you put into puffing up those curls, Kuzan’s going to smooth them right back down, leaving you with a mix of pride in your work and the frustration of seeing it undone in seconds. But hey, he doesn’t stop you from trying, and that’s probably his way of saying, “Go ahead, kid. Keep at it. I’ve got time.”

Kuzan and cooking are like oil and water. The man is horrible in the kitchen; no question about it. It’s like his natural talents just stop cold (pun intended) when it comes to making food. You get hungry? Well, buckle up, because he’s about to embark on a culinary disaster.

But hey, to his credit, he tries. He’s a lazy guy, sure, but he’s not so lazy that he’ll just leave you starving. The problem is that his cooking skills are NONEXISTENT. You’re lucky if you don’t end up eating something that’s either charred beyond recognition or still weirdly undercooked, despite being in the pan for way too long. It’s like he manages to both overcook and undercook food at the same time, and you’re left wondering how that’s even possible.

He’ll stand there with his usual half-bored expression, poking at the food with a spatula, looking like he’s not entirely sure what’s happening. And when it comes time to serve it up? Yeah, you’re basically eating burnt stuff at this point. There’s no way around it. The irony of the fact that the man who can literally freeze the sea can’t stop burning food is not lost on you. You’d think with all that control over ice he’d at least be able to chill out on the stove, but nope. It’s crispy all the way.

And yet, he genuinely puts in the effort when you’re hungry. He might be lazy about most things, but when it comes to making sure you’ve got something to eat, he’s willing to give it a shot—even if that shot results in something resembling charcoal. “Here, kid,” he’d say, sliding a plate of vaguely food-shaped items toward you, “I think I nailed it this time.” Spoiler: He didn’t.

But don’t worry—his cooking will eventually start getting better. You’re still eating mostly burnt stuff, sure, but it’s less “oops, I made a rock” and more “oops, I made something that’s only slightly overdone.” You can still tell it’s food, at least. And honestly, at this point, you’ve developed a sort of tolerance for the burnt bits.

You’re still not exactly dining on gourmet meals, the food’s still a little crispy, and you’re not always sure what’s supposed to be edible—but it eventually becomes more tolerable, trust. He’s a new dad in the making, and cooking isn’t really his strong suit, but he’s slowly getting there. It’s progress, and as long as he keeps improving, there’s hope that one day you’ll be eating something that’s not 70% carbonized.

For now, though, you’ll just have to settle for a lot of burnt dinners and Kuzan’s deadpan “Enjoy” as he hands you a plate. But at least you know he’s got your back, even if that means the occasional charred meal.

If anyone even thinks about messing with you, they’re in for a serious awakening—because Kuzan doesn’t tolerate that kind of nonsense. There’s no way he’s going to just sit there and let someone mess with his kid. If it’s an adult causing trouble, that chill demeanor can quickly become intimidating. He’s not about to let some random person push you around—he’ll get serious real quick if he needs to.

Now, Kuzan’s not the type to jump straight to violence, but he’s more than ready if the situation calls for it—but only if absolutely necessary. He’s calm, yes, but make no mistake, he’s prepared to throw ice hands if the person causing trouble doesn’t back off. Of course, he knows you're a kid, and he doesn’t want you to see him go full-on badass mode in a fight, no matter how much you’d probably think his ice powers are “super duper cool.” He’d much rather keep you away from that kind of violence. If things are about to get messy, his first instinct is to tell you to look away, close your eyes, and cover your ears. He’s not about to let you witness something like that.

And if the other person just won’t back down, well, that’s when Kuzan’s icy side really comes out. The temperature seems to drop, and that stoic expression of his hardens as he steps up, ready to put the person in their place. He won’t hesitate to freeze someone’s feet to the ground or send an ice wall between them and you. Yeah, he’s basically downright intimidating and dangerous when he needs to be.

Now, if it’s another child bullying you, things are a bit different. Kuzan’s not about to go full Ice Age on a kid, obviously. But here’s the thing—most kids your age would probably take one look at this towering, six-foot-plus giant of a man and rethink their life choices. The second they see him strolling over, calm as ever, with that unbothered look in his eyes, they’re already backing off. I mean, who wouldn’t? Kuzan’s height alone is enough to make anyone think twice about picking on you. You’ve basically got scary dog privilege—except it’s not a dog; it’s your super duper cool dad.

But if the bully is feeling extra brave or just a little too dumb to realize what they’re up against, Kuzan has his own way of handling it. He’ll crouch down a little to their level, still towering over them, and in that low, calm voice, he’ll firmly tell them, “Hey, cut it out. Stop bothering my kid.” Just like that. There’s no need to raise his voice or get angry—just his presence and tone are enough to get the message across. It’s that parent-like authority that makes the bully shrink back, and just like that, the situation’s handled. No need for ice or fights—just a few well-placed words from Kuzan, and the problem is solved.

So whether it’s an adult or another kid trying to mess with you, Kuzan’s got your back. He can be as cold as ice when he needs to be, or just intimidating enough to send a bully running for the hills. Either way, you’re safe with him, and anyone who tries to test that? Well, they learn pretty quickly that messing with Kuzan’s kid is a terrible idea.

Kuzan is surprisingly chill when it comes to the usual trouble kids get into—like cursing or sneaking a piece of candy from the store. He’s not one to overreact, mainly because he gets it. Kids are learning, and part of growing up is figuring out what’s right and what’s wrong. He remembers being a kid once, running around and cashing some mischief himself. So he tends to take a more relaxed approach. But don’t let that fool you—he will call you out when you mess up.

For instance, if you dropped a curse word, he might raise an eyebrow, give you a glance, and calmly say something like, “You kiss your mama with that mouth?” It’s not a scolding, more of a gentle reminder that maybe you shouldn’t be swearing like a sailor. No need for long lectures—he’ll just make a little quip and leave you to think about it.

Now, when it comes to stealing, things are a bit different. Let’s say you swiped a candy bar from the store. The first time he catches you, Kuzan will probably let it slide with a casual, “C’mon, don’t make a habit out of that.” He’s not going to drag you back to the store right away, but he’ll definitely make it clear that you shouldn’t do it again.

But if you do pull a stunt like that again, well, that’s where things get interesting. Kuzan’s the type who believes in learning through experience, so you can bet he’ll march you right back to that store, have you return whatever it is you took, and make you apologize. And no, there’s no escaping it. He’s firm but still calm about it, and honestly, having to face the consequences like that is a bigger punishment than any time-out could ever be.

The real kicker, though, is what happens if you keep testing his patience. Kuzan may be lenient, but he’s not about to let you get off scot-free forever. If you’re being particularly stubborn or if you keep pulling the same tricks, he’ll start thinking of creative ways to teach you a lesson—ways that are a little more embarrassing for you. Maybe he’ll announce loudly in the store, in front of everyone, “Hey, my kid took something they shouldn’t have. Let’s go return it and say sorry, okay?” Cue your mortification.

The embarrassment is enough to make you never want to do it again. You’ll probably sulk and shoot him an angry look afterward, thinking that you hate him for humiliating you like that. But deep down, you know he’s just trying to steer you in the right direction.

Even if you’re mad at him in the moment, Kuzan’s not too bothered. He knows it’ll blow over. He’s doing it all because he cares, and even if his laid-back nature makes it seem like he’s not paying attention, he’s got your best interest at heart.

When winter rolls around, Kuzan’s definition of “keeping warm” becomes a bit… extreme. You’d think that being an ice man, he’d have a perfect understanding of cold temperatures and how to handle them, but ironically, he’s so accustomed to the cold that he has no clue what “too cold” feels like for a regular person—especially for a kid like you. To him, being cold is just another day in the life. So naturally, when it starts snowing, his protective instincts go into overdrive, and he wraps you up like a little walking bundle of fabric.

It starts off with one coat, then another, and another, and one more, and two more, and three more, and probably four more…and before you know it, you’re waddling out the door buried under layers of jackets, scarves, gloves, and sweaters—there’s probably a beanie or two shoved on your head for good measure. You’re practically swimming in oversized clothes, struggling to move your arms because they’re weighed down by puffy jackets. Honestly, you’d be warmer than a marshmallow roasting by a campfire at this point, but Kuzan just keeps piling on the layers. He just wants to make sure you don’t freeze.

"Uh... Dad?" You mumble, muffled by the scarf he wrapped around you about five times. “I’m kind of... sweating.” You’re not cold at all—actually, you’re overheating under all these clothes, which is kind of impressive considering you’re outside in a snowstorm.

Kuzan just looks down at you, eyebrow raised. “Really? It’s freezing out here. You sure?” He’s genuinely puzzled because to him, 20 degrees Fahrenheit feels like a tropical vacation.

You nod—or at least try to, but the scarf kind of restricts your movement. “Yeah... maybe we can take one jacket off?”

Kuzan hesitates. He doesn’t want you catching a cold or getting sick, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to completely disregard your comfort either. After all, if you say you’re warm, maybe you are. Still, he’s reluctant, giving you a look that says, “Are you sure you want to do that?” He’s probably thinking of all the ways you could end up freezing the moment you take off even one layer.

“Alright,” he finally relents, tugging one of the jackets off your overly bundled body. “But keep the scarf and the hat. You never know when it’ll get colder.”

Of course, even after peeling off one layer, you’re still swaddled in a ridiculous amount of winter gear. Kuzan doesn’t do anything halfway when it comes to keeping you safe and warm, so you're still looking like a walking ball of puff. At least now you can move your arms a bit more.

If you weren’t a napper before, well, you better get used to it because now that you’re hanging around Kuzan, naps are mandatory. The man is the epitome of relaxedness, and somehow, his sleepy energy has rubbed off on you. It’s like the moment he decides to take one of his classic mid-day naps, you feel your own eyelids getting heavy. You might not even be tired, but seeing Kuzan lazily sprawled out, snoring away somehow makes you want to nap too. It’s practically contagious.

And if you’re feeling particularly snuggly? No problem. Kuzan isn’t one to complain about extra warmth, even if it’s from your tiny little self. If you want to curl up next to him, he’ll wrap one of his long arms around you and pull you close. He’ll probably even shift a little to make sure you’re comfy, tucking you in like you’re the perfect-sized teddy bear. Because you are. Except you’re not really a teddy bear.

Now let’s say that one day, instead of lying next to him, you decide to sprawl right on top of him—because why not? He’s big, he’s cozy, and he’s basically a human-sized mattress. You could literally flop right across his chest, stomach, or even lie across his back, and Kuzan? He’s perfectly fine with it. The man doesn’t even flinch. He just adjusts slightly, like, “Oh, you’re using me as your bed now? Cool, go for it,” before drifting right back to sleep without a second thought.

So congrats, you’ve officially been drafted into the nap life. Whether you wanted to or not, you’re now a professional napper, all thanks to Kuzan.

Remember that old sleep mask Kuzan used to wear back when he was still a Marine? The one he’d casually pull down over his eyes while everyone else was busy stressing out? Well, I like to think that even though those days are long behind him, he still keeps that mask tucked away somewhere in his knapsack.

And let’s just say that one day, he just hands it to you. No big speech, no grand gesture—just a lazy “Here, you can have it.” Now, the thing is massive on you. I mean, the mask is practically half the size of your face, and it keeps sliding down over your nose or up into your hair. But hey, Kuzan doesn’t care. He finds it pretty amusing how it looks on you, especially when you try to wear it seriously, like you’re mimicking him in some way.

Whether you’re sleeping or just goofing around, that sleep mask has pretty much become your thing now. Sometimes you wear it just because you can, even though it’s comically oversized. Other times, you carry it around like a prized possession, tucking it into your own little bag like it’s something important. Maybe you don’t fully understand why he gave it to you, but that doesn’t matter—it’s yours now, and you wear it with pride.

Kuzan doesn’t mind, of course. If anything, he’s probably glad it’s getting more use now that it’s yours. Every time he sees you waddling around with it over your eyes, almost bumping into things, you can catch him smiling. He never says it, but you can tell he’s kind of proud that his old Marine memento has become your new signature look.

Yeah, overall, Kuzan’s a great dad. Super chill, unbothered, and a literal human ice pack when you need it. If you're in the market for a dad who can nap at any given moment, pinch your cheeks just because, and accidentally turn your lunch into charcoal, then come get your own Kuzan today! (now only 5 berries down, 5 berries a month—frostbite risk included for free!!!!!)

[autistic-ben-tennyson]

In Defense of Ben during the Ultimate Kevin arc

A lot of people have complained about this arc from Ultimate Alien for years. There’s been discourse about whether Ben was OOC for wanting to kill Kevin. Some have called Ben a sociopath or claimed he wanted to kill him because Kevin upstaged him as the hero against Aggregor. While Gwen’s faith in Kevin was what ultimately saved the day, Ben’s anger towards Kevin was not out of jealousy and sociopathy but from a place of hurt from Kevin “betraying” him.

For starters, let’s look back at the OS. Ben befriended Kevin during his debut and knew him more personally than Gwen did. That friendship ended when Kevin was willing to crash a train full of people and showed Ben what he could become had he kept letting his selfishness control him. Despite that, Ben still tried to offer him help but Kevin blew it by trying to take the Omnitrix. Kevin would end up trying to frame Ben for his crimes and teaming up with Vilgax to take the Omnitrix again.

Years later, Kevin was in a healthier state of mind after training with Kwarrel to control his powers. He came across Ben again in Ben 10 Returns and briefly tried to take revenge. He ended up joining the team for selfish reasons but after Labrid’s death, decided to stay as a promise to Labrid, this time accepting a second chance from Ben. The two would slowly trust each other despite rough bumps like Kevin stealing the Rustbucket or Ben mutating him by hacking the Omnitrix. By the time of Ultimate Alien, Ben considered him the brother he never had and Kevin was thankful for being given another chance.

So when Kevin absorbed the ultimatrix to stop Aggregor, to Ben it was a betrayal after all they had been through. In Nor Iron Bars a Cage, Ben insists that Kevin “made his choice” and seems more hurt than Gwen as he had to see the same thing happen beforehand. Kevin was back to being the monster who haunted him in his worst nightmares as a child. You know what this reminds me a bit of? Raven and Terra’s dynamic in Teen Titans which ironically was also produced by Glen Murakami. Raven also had a difficult time trusting Terra at the start but eventually considered her a friend which is why she was furious at the betrayal.

Was Raven a monster or sociopath for believing Terra was evil and beyond redemption? No, she had a difficulty trusting people because of her upbringing and was proven wrong by Beast Boy but her anger was justified. Ben also was implied to have few friends in the OS which is why Gwen and later Kevin became as important to him as they are. I sympathize with Terra and Kevin, but Raven and Ben weren’t evil for wanting to stop them either. Ben didn’t want to kill Kevin either. Believing you have to do something isn’t the same as wanting to do it. He had tried to do things the “Ben” way against Aggregor and kept falling flat on his face. He admits during his talk with Max in the car that he doesn’t want to do this but feels he has to. Plus does this look like a bloodthirsty sociopath who just wants to kill his friend out of jealousy?

Ben made a mistake here and was not presented as being in the right by the narrative. He beat up Vulkanus and the Forever Knights for information and was acting very harsh and aggressive towards Gwen. However, he was convinced that he needed to be this way after letting fame get to his head and Aggregor nearly taking over the universe. Gwen was ultimately proven right and Kevin was able to stop himself from killing her, but Ben didn’t see that due to being knocked out and the next time he saw Kevin, he was trying to kill Alan, making his anger a lot more reasonable. If you don’t like how he acted during this arc, that’s fine, but it wasn’t out of a jealous bloodlust or sociopathy but understandable feelings of betrayal and blaming himself for not being able to stop Aggregor. By the time of OV, Ben has learned this lesson and accepts he can’t beat himself up over failure when he forgives himself for losing feedback, all he can do is try and move forward and be the best hero he can. His whole arc in Ultimate Alien was accepting he can’t be in control. He stopped himself from killing Kevin, accepted having to die to free the Ultimates and gave up the power of Dagon after being tempted to remake the universe in his image.

[mayhemhq]

Our event, Grim's Hollow Haunt, is just 11 days away, and we're excited to share all the details of what's happening that weekend! The 19th & 20th is the is the weekend that it will take place. All shows and ppvs on this day are prerecorded, regardless of if your character participates or not.

The setting takes place in a secluded cabin on the outskirts of Salem, MA. We’re bending reality a bit for this experience. The sprawling three-story cabin is isolated, surrounded by vast open land and eerie trees. Despite its remote feel, it’s just a short drive from Salem, where your characters can explore the city if they choose.

We invite you to click THIS link to read the fictional tale of Barnabas Grim and the legendary events that inspired this experience. It’s designed to feel like a local legend—stories pieced together over time through rumors and hearsay, blending elements of the supernatural with Salem’s own rich history.

With that in mind, we’ll be sharing starters the 19th and at least posting one dash game on the 20th to spark interactivity and creativity. Starters / prompts will mostly be one-liners inspired by the story and the cabin. During this trip, feel free to let creepy, unexplained things unfold—have fun with it!

Again, both important links worth checking out: here and here!

Now, to explain how the weekend will go:

We're all staying in the cabin—or at least, that’s the idea! There are plenty of rooms, and even multiple couples can share if they’d like. Remember, this isn’t just about romance; it’s about enjoying the experience together. When else will you get to do something like this? Of course, it’s perfectly fine if your character isn’t affected by the supernatural—after all, not everyone has those experiences in real life. But, at the end of the day, it’s all for fun!

Saturday during the day, feel free to explore Salem and whatnot. Do whatever you wish until nightfall.

The carnival kicks off Saturday night around 6pm CST. In canon, it will be set later to capture the feel of darkness and mystery. We encourage everyone to dress up in Halloween costumes for the event! Feel free to share your character’s look, but it’s not mandatory. For those managing multiple muses, use this time to draft posts or brainstorm outfit ideas. You can find all the carnival highlights on this page—just imagine a spooky yet thrilling carnival atmosphere. Keep in mind, this is the only October event featuring Halloween costumes, so take advantage and get inspired by the attractions listed!

Sunday night around 6pm CST, we’ll be hosting the final dinner: Grim’s Last Supper. You can find more details about it here. We encourage everyone to wear Victorian Gothic-inspired attire—think dark, rich colors, suits, dresses, and the like. Feel free to get creative, but keep in mind it’s a dressy, elegant, and formal dinner party. To keep things lively, we’ll also share a drunken Truth or Dare / AMA dash game that night for a bit of fun. One of us will link a drunken text generator if you really want to embrace the vibe!

Please, please make sure to reach out to inboxes that night and get as wild and weird as you want! Just keep in mind that it’s all for fun, and we want everyone to have a great time. Also, be considerate and avoid reblogging the game IF you will not be around to participate. Reblog to only the number of muses you can handle, too. Don’t get overwhelmed. Let’s make the most of the night!

We know there’s an NJPW PPV that weekend, but we decided to host this event a weekend earlier since the actual holiday weekends tends to be packed. Many of us have other OOC gatherings then, and some will be busy on Halloween night itself, so this felt like the best choice for an engaging and interactive event!

Quick question for everyone: would you like to have a plot twist during the final supper? Maybe something fun and unexpected, like a dare gone wrong or a creepy scenario that could (somewhat) realistically unfold? There’s always the classic power outage, but we know you all are super creative and might have other ideas! It’s not a must, but feel free to share your thoughts below so we can brainstorm together if something comes to mind.

[shamachan]

Hiiii! Could you possibly write some headcanons for Ren with an MC that's really into spooky things? (Step 1 - Step 2)

MC that's into spooky things × Renee Murray headcanons ꔛ

step 1.

if you meant me to write about both the 1 step and the 2 step - let me know! I'll write headcanons for the second step too.

amount of symbols: 2253± symbols.

enjoy!

— For starters, Ren didn’t care about it at all. Like, well, you into those creepy things, and so what?

— But when, due to the fact that he was your friend, he began to get involved in all sorts of "scary" things for children with you, he managed to privately regret it a little bit. Not because it's may be silly! But still...

— Do you want to summon some kind of spirit using a piece of paper and nettle?... Are you sure?... Nope, Ren is not afraid! Absolutely! He may move away a little, but he is not afraid!

— He won’t be afraid of any rustling in the room, or a draft - that’s for sure. He's just... A little tense, you know!

— When you most likely are not making much progress in this, Ren will relax only then. He'll say something like "I knew that!", but if it offends you, Ren will hesitantly apologize. After all you tried, right? That's the main thing!

— If you decide to watch scary movies with him, he won’t mind it. To some extent he is even interested.

— And then it depends on what you watch. If there is blood in this film, then after watching it Ren will say something like “ugh, that’s nasty!" and will tell you not to watch this with him again.

— If this movie is based more on spirits and evil, then he will be a little scared, but also quite excited about it. I guess he would even like it. However, after watching it, he will be a little nervous.

— if you suddenly sneak up behind him, or suddenly turn off the light in the room where he was, you will scare him. But Ren will pretend that this did not frighten him even one bit! And then he will be angry with you, although not really seriously.

— Oh, and well, if you want to go to some “scary” place, believe me, you may not be allowed. It's too dangerous! Who would have told you this if not adults? However, if it is not somewhere far in the forest or far from home, he will still go there with you. And maybe even further if you convince him, just shh...

— Despite the fact that Ren may look like he is displeased with your hobby, in fact he wants to support you in this. Though he is really scared sometimes!

— So where you go, he goes too. What is important to you is also important to him. If anything happens, Ren will even try to protect you. He's your friend, after all!

A/N: I hope it doesn't soo ooc coded swhwhhejeid (they suffer from some insecurities they're really sorry)

alright and that was really funny to write!!!

I was a child who often participated in things like this, and I felt so nostalgic while writing 😭😭😭

and also it's FUN to look for the last one header, I try to search for maybe something on the topic, and sometimes I just want to insert some meme here...

I MESSED UP WITH PRONOUNS I'M SOSOSOSO SORRY I'VE CORRECTED THIS BUT STILL.... if something wrong with the pronouns please let me know!!! I'll change them immediately !!!

[radioisntdead]

Welcome to the valley!

Spring week one

Pride valley au! Hazbin hotel x reader

Warnings? This is more of a heads-up instead of warnings: Stardew valley logic and currency, Yes I did give you my dog as your pet, this is pretty lackluster because first few days in the valley probably aren't the most exciting so it's mostly introductions and farm preparation! Also the formatting is a little off, plus OOC.

You were tidying up your desk when you found the letter your late grandfather wrote and left for you, he had left his farm in a darling little town located somewhere in Pride valley, you had went there every summer when you were younger, you remember running through the fields, away from your grandpa's chickens who you swore were evil, they had red eyes! That's pretty evil looking for a small child!

You hadn't visited since Grandpa passed but you were overworked, underpaid and genuinely tired of the hussle and bustle of city life, and so you did what any overworked person dreamt of, you quit your job, packed up your apartment and belongings and booked a ticket straight to the town where your grandfather's farm was.

It was a smallish town, with only around 100 or so residents, calling it a town was in all honesty, very very generous but it was beautiful, at least from what you could see it was, with lovely greenery and fresh air, you were the only person on the bus aside from the bus driver, a old woman who you weren't quite sure should be driving, honestly she looked like a corpse, the name tag on her jacket read 'Susan' in cursive letters.

You soon came upon the bus stop, you were barely off the bus when you were greeted by an excited woman greeting you,

"Hello! You must be [Name] right?" You nodded, clutching onto your bags as she grinned "Great! We spoke on the phone, I'm Charlie, the Mayor, And this is my assistant, and our local radio host Alastor!" She said motioning to the tall, smiling man dressed in muted reds,

"It's a pleasure to meet you my dear! Quite a pleasure," he held out his hand for you to shake, you moved one of the bags you were holding into your other arm in order to shake his hand,

"Likewise?"

Once you were done exchanging pleasantries you were escorted to your grandfather's farm, on the way the mayor gave you a quick run down on the town, like where the local shop was, where the local mines were, the saloon where you could get meals and a good drink at a relatively cheap price!

As you passed through the gates of your grandfather's farm you realized it would take more work then you originally thought to fix it up, from the overgrown weeds to the ruined remains of what looked to be your grandfather's old greenhouse and barn,

"Honestly we're so happy that you decided to move here and fix up the farm, I remember this place being a lot more organized when your grandfather was alive, I bet you can definitely fix it up!" Charlie said putting a hand on your shoulder, "We spruced up your grandfather's cabin, to make it more of a liveable space, and our lovely local shopkeep Molly was so gracious as to leave a little farmer starter kit of sorts!" Alastor popped in gesturing towards the cabin with his cane that looked like a microphone, Your grandfather's cabin used to look so big when you were younger.

You took a few steps towards the cabin, a smile broke out on your face, It was small, and a man died in it, but it was yours now, all of this was, and you were hellbent on making sure you'd make your grandfather proud.

"Well, We'll leave you to get settled in, I'll check in on you later, have fun!"

You turned around and waved the two goodbye, "Thank you! See you around!"

You waited until they were gone from view to take in a breath, you made your way into the cabin, the door creaked open, inside was a old outdated TV, a bed [that thankfully was NOT the one your grandpa died in, that one had been burned], a small little kitchen, a small bathroom, and some old pictures of you and your grandpa hung on the walls.

The furniture you had wouldn't arrive until a few months from now because of the stupid delivery company having a delay on delivering to the middle of nowhere, so you'd have to stay like this for awhile, but that'd be okay.

The farmer starter kit as Alastor had put it, was wrapped and placed on the old wooden table that you were pretty sure Grandpa had made, you placed your bags on the floor and walked towards it, gently unraveling the hot pink ribbon it was wrapped in, parsnip, carrot, and potato seeds, a nice starter spread to start your farm! Along with some fertilizer and the such.

You supposed you'd get started on the farm work later, how do you even start a farm?

You awoke early in the morning and changed into the classic farmer outfit of overalls, your grandfather's old sunhat and work boots, and after watching farming several videos on the Internet you were somewhat ready to begin, you found your grandfather's farming tools away in the shed that wasn't as damaged as the barn or the greenhouse, the tools were in decent shape.

You began to cut down the grass and toil the soil, digging small holes to toss the seeds in and covering them back up, making sure each seed was spread out properly.

It was a grueling process but it'd pay off when all the crops grew big and fresh and you could sell them and hopefully make bank.

Once you were satisfied with the small garden you had, the rest of the farm would take much more then just a couple of hours but for now this was great for a couple of carrots that would be grown within the week.

You supposed you should go explore the town, see what exactly they have and maybe meet some of the residents, having friends would be good, wouldn't it?

You decided to go shower beforehand because you were farming, in the sun, in the beginning of spring.

Once out of the shower you heard a knock at the door followed by a bunch of mumbles, confused you open the door to a woman dressed in 1920' style clothing,

"Good mornin' doll face, you're the new farmer? I'm Mimzy, you've probably heard of me," you hadn't, but she didn't give you a chance to say anything when she presented a rather large dog to you, the collar on his neck with a shiny plant themed tag that read 'Barnaby'

"This gorgeous doofus showed up on my doorstep a couple weeks ago, but I don't have the space to take care of him, you want him?" She asked gesturing to the dog who stared at you with the most big, droopy puppy-dog eyes.

"Uh, Sure why not, I could use the company," you said as she immediately shoved the leash he was on, "Great! Thanks, bye-bye farmer!" She shouted as she disappeared through the farm's gates.

You blinked staring at the dog underneath you, you reached out to pet him and he immediately flipped over to his stomach.

You had a dog now, at least you wouldn't be lonely if you didn't manage to make friends!

Once you got the barnaby settled in, you began your journey into town, the dirt pathways eventually turning into cobblestone, it was a quiet town, you didn't see many folks wandering out and about but then again it was the middle of the day and the majority of folks were probably working or doing whatever the hell they did in this town.

You look around passing by the clinic, and going into the store beside it, the sign read 'Molly's' in lovely pink letters.

"Welcome!" A blonde woman said from behind the counter with a cheerful smile, her heterochromic eyes shining so bright that it was almost blinding.

"Good evening," You greeted before going into the aisles, grabbing supplies like dog food, some stuff for your own consumption, And some more seeds for your farm.

Heading up to the counter with your goodies the woman tilted her head for a second before grinning, "Oh! You must be the new farmer I've been hearing so much about!"

"I suppose so? The name's [Name]" you say reaching a hand out to shake hers, "Molly! Super nice to meet'cha', did you get the seeds I left ya'?" She picked up one of your items to scan,

"Mhm! They're coming in handy, thank you so much," another item was scanned, "No problem! We haven't had anotha' resident in who knows how long, I know the mayor's just so excited with your arrival, we-" she excitedly chattered on as she scanned your items until eventually she ran out of things to scan, and the two of you bid goodbye, she seemed nice enough, maybe the two of you could be friends one-day?

When you returned to the farm you were greeted by the Mayor knocking on your door before noticing you, "[Name] there you are! I was just stopping by to see how your doing! So, how was your first night in the old cabin?" She said hopping down from the porch, "It was alright, I can't wait for my stuff to get here so I can make it more homey, you know?" She nodded, "Right! I'm sure you'll make it all your own! Since you've started the farm, you probably plan on selling some of the results right?" "Yeah, that's the plan."

Charlie walked over to a wooden bin that was next to the cabin, she patted it with her hand,

"Just place anything you want to sell in the shipping box, and I'll stop by to pick them up leaving you with the profits, I can't wait to see what kinds of things you put in there!" She said before checking her watch, "Oh! Will you look at the time I gotta get going, have a good night!" She waved you a goodbye before leaving through the gates.

You were tired from yesterday mornings work, but you didn't have time to lay around, if your crops didn't go well you would likely starve, after all you can't get by on just your savings forever now can you?

You turned on the radio listening to the radio man talk about local ongoing like a reminder for the locals on how Molly's shop would be closed tomorrow and how Joja mart was cheap junk and how it was ran by the disgraced former CEO, rich boy on a time out, Adam, before he smoothly transitioned into music.

Normally you wouldn't listen to jazz or the radio in general but you didn't really have Wi-Fi at the moment and you didn't want to use up all your data.

You hummed along to the music as you got ready for the morning, pouring your new furry companion a cup and a half of dog food for his breakfast before making yourself a nice breakfast of toast and an energy drink.

The day was mostly filled with you tearing down the excessive growth of weeds, cutting them out with vigor, taking out all the years of stress out on them before putting them in a big pile for you to burn later on.

You yawned as you pulled the last bit of the weeds out of the ground, leaving ground to be prepped for farming, well aside from the rocks you'd have to move away, but that was a job for another day, for now you'd go inside, feed barnaby and microwave yourself a frozen meal.

You decided to look around at the remains of your grandfather's greenhouse, broken glass was scattered across the ground, you remembered being a child and helping your grandfather water the plants he had growing, he'd lift you up and help you water the plants, patting you on the head afterwords telling you that you were the best helper he could ask for!

You missed those days, maybe one day you'd have your own child or grandchild to help you water the greenhouse plants, or maybe you wouldn't, who knows?

Brushing off the nostalgic feelings you began to move around the broken glass putting them in an old tarp that you were planning on tossing it away eventually, after all broken glass and rusty nails had no use.

You didn't know how much it'd cost to build another greenhouse but that was the least of your worries at the moment.

The clock stuck twelve and you decided to go out onto the town again, maybe check out that saloon that was mentioned the first day you got here and get lunch, you put on a fresh pair of overalls and made the journey there.

The sign read "The cat's saloon" with a craved out kitten next to it, it sure was a mouth full.

You entered the saloon, music was playing, there was casino themed items on the walls, and a older scruffy looking guy was manning the counter wiping glasses as a guy that looked alot like Molly chatted away to him, dropping pick-up lines while sipping away on some type of drink, the one that looked a lot like Molly spoke up, "Hey Husky, it looks like ya got a new customer," the scruffy looking gentleman shook his head, "Don't call me that," he turned towards you, "Welcome, there's menus on the other side, call me over when you figure out what you want." He gestured to the container holding a bunch of menus all organized.

You ordered pepper poppers to go,

The guy that looked similar to Molly took the time the scruffy guy went into the kitchen to fetch the pepper poppers, introduced himself and by extension the guy who just left, Husk, was that his real name? You didn't know but you hoped not because that is a horrible name for a child.

You figured out that he's Molly's brother after he mentions that she talked about you.

Eventually your pepper poppers were done and you skaddled out of there, maybe you'd come back when it was more lively and not empty.

Your first crops was ready! A bountiful harvest of parsnips and carrots, you pulled them out of the ground, putting them all into a bucket before bringing them inside to wash, Barnaby followed you, watching intently as you washed off the produce, they were pretty good for your first time growing these, you wondered how much money it'd make you.

Hopefully enough to get more seeds, because you'd need them, maybe you'd grow some flowers this time too! Maybe some kale?

You separated the produce, leaving the more bruised and less pretty things for yourself and put the more decent looking stuff in the shipping box for Mayor Charlie to take, after that you'd stop by Molly's to buy more seeds.

You hummed as you waltzed through town, taking the day to rest and explore, you stumbled upon the abandoned community center, Charlie stared at it, her eyes fixated on it as she held her chin in her hand before noticing you.

"Oh! Good morning [Name], You're in town early, huh? Finished with your farm chores already?” she asks, you nod, technically they were done, you had harvested them and just needed to plant more.

"Mhm, what's this?" "The old community center, a Storm came through here a couple years ago, destroyed it and it's been like this ever since, it used to be the pride and joy of our community, always bustling with life and now it's just... Lifeless." You nodded looking around at the building, there were holes in the roof, plants growing on the sides, it was wrecked.

She sighed, "I could sell it, the money would benefit the town sure, but I just can't give up on it, you know?" You nodded once more, "Let's go inside, see what the damage is." She said pulling out a ring of keys, shoving one of them into the door.

As you stepped through the threshold of the door, the water damaged floor creaked underneath you, the smell of moist hit your nose.

"Huh? What's this?" Charlie muttered looking at a little hut in the corner, "I guess the kids have been playing in here, that's not really safe for them.."

Looking around she sighed once again, "This place is worse off then I remember," you stared at the little hut, jumping in surprise as you saw what looked to be a little egg scrambling across the floor.

Charlie looked behind her, "What's wrong? Did you see something?" You nodded, "Yeah It was white and ran across the floor,"

"Damn it, it was probably a rat," she said before checking her watch, you heard her mutter a swear before she moved to leave the building, "I'm late for something, I'll see you later!" She held the door knob for a second, "I'll leave the doors unlocked, maybe if you have spare time and want to practice fixing things you can come in." She added before leaving you alone in the rotting community center.

"Yeah."

Maybe you should explore, see what you can find.

You woke up in the morning, everything was going as usual, you made yourself breakfast, gave Barnaby his breakfast, watered the next round of crops and got ready to go explore the town again, you still had people to meet, it was good to have good connections in a small town like this.

Unfortunately your plans were disrupted by a letter in the mail, written in ye olde English and signed by a 'Zestial' a name you didn't recognize, a invite to head to his tower, he had been watching you interact with the community center.

That wasn't creepy at all, and you having no sense of fear decided to visit.

It was only about a 15 minute walk away from your farm, the tower was pleasantly easy to find, after all you can't exactly not notice the tower colored with haunting blacks and greens.

You knocked on the door gently, and it was opened up by a tall man in a long cape, reminding you of old vampire movies in a way.

"Ah, thou hast arrived!" He spoke, opening the door he gestured for you to come in, closing the door behind you.

"Hi?" You said,

"I am Zestial, seeker of the arcane truths, mediery 'twixt the corporal and ethereal, master of the seven elements-" you blinked, you didn't get enough sleep to deal with this man's yapping, you were regretting your decision to come here "Keeper of the cha- thou get the point," he said with a wave of his hand,

"And thou [name], thy arrival I hast forseen, hither, I'd like to show thou something." He snapped his fingers as the star beside him lit up, holding one of those egg creatures you saw the day before with Charlie in the community center.

"Behold! Thou've seen one of 'em before, haven't thou?" He said, you could barely understand the olde English he used, you blinked at the egg creature floating.

"They bid themselves the junimos, mysterious spirits, for some odd reason they refuse to converse with me," he snapped his fingers again the egg creature disappearing, "I am unsure of why they decided to move into the community center, but thou hast nought to fear.''

You nodded, deciding to tell him about a golden scroll you stumbled upon after Charlie left, the man spoke more olde English, telling you to stay still before teleporting away.

You questioned if you had accidentally ingested any drugs, maybe you accidentally hurt yourself on the farm and this was some weird way of your mind comforting you in your final moments?

Within the moment he returned entering through the front door,

"I hast found the note, the language is obscure but I was able to decipher it!" He said.

"We the junimos, are happy to aid you, in return we ask for gifts of the valley. If you are one with the forest you will see the true nature of the scroll." He muttered before muttering some more and moving around his cauldron, sniffing around before excitingly cheering and beckoning you over.

You hesitantly moved closer to him, peering into the cauldron of pure green, he spoke of the ingredients his cauldron held, all from the forest, baby fern, moss grub, toadstool and more.

He poured some of it into a glass and handed it to you.

"Drink up, let the essence of the forest premente thy vessel." He said, you shrugged, "Bottoms up I guess." You muttered before downing the drink.

The green liquid was cold down your throat, and tasted like ice cold minty green tasting lemonade.

It took less then a moment for the dizziness to kick in, you stumbled, the glass in your hand falling to the ground and shattering leaving Zestial to shake his head that had seemingly doubled? Was it always like that?

A green haze began to flood your vision with trees, and little egg boys floated around, you attempted to speak but nothing came out of your mouth and before you knew it, you had passed out on the cold ground.

When you would awake in your own bed hours later you'd second guess the experience of the night before, deeming it as a bad hallucination, but alas the egg creatures running around your floor with your farm themed mugs would say otherwise.

What a unhinged end to your first week in pride Valley! Oh, what fun awaits for you next?

Good evening folks! I'm glad to finally get this out! Sorry for the delay I decided to rewrite some parts, so a couple of concepts got scrapped and some got added, like the egg Bois being junimos but they came out better, Also husk and Angel had more dialogue but I wrote Zestial's part before finishing theirs and he took it out of me.

Also I wrote a little over 3k words I am proud!

Also does anyone know how to get those colored fonts that aren't like the ones we have on here? Because I saw some folks with like pastels and I want em' anywho, Thank you for reading and goodnight!

Psst! You want snippets, a peak at what I have planned for this au? or maybe chat with a bunch of awesome people? You should join our discord!

[hopeled]

PLEASE NOTE: this is NOT an event, but just a fun party for the fall that muses can use for starters and interactions!

upon waking this morning, many of spirale's residents would find numerous pieces of paper carefully placed alongside poles and bare surfaces, in the windows of numerous shops, placed in a way to draw attention. with closer inspection, they would learn that it's an invitation to a ball being thrown by two of the city's residents, one Ritsuka Fujimaru and The Count of Monte Cristo. a ball to celebrate the change of the season with promise of food, entertainment, and dancing with a promise to amaze at their personal home. the ball will be held over the course of three nights to give those who wish to come plenty of time to do so, given how....sudden the invite is.

hey hi hello!! so, i had a very strong urge to have ritsuka throw a little ball party and decided hey why not do it? below i'll list what you need to know should you want your character to attend or even comment on it!

it'll be held at the Count's Chateau located in the City of Glass, which means that yes there will be a grand ballroom to accomadate the guests and the like! don't break anything though. if you do then you'll be invited to come down to the cellar to check out this cask of amontillado--

it isn't a costume ball in the sense of going dressed up in a halloween costume but rather something of a mix between the venice carnival and the ball scene in the movie van helsing. the scene of which you can see here ( just without the vampires and fighting!) it is recommended to dress to fit the theme, but should your muse prefer something not as extravagant for their own personal comfort, then that's fine! the only requirement is that they don a mask. for the mystery. spooky.

live entertainment is in the form of an opera singer NPC who during the duration of the ball, will be wearing a veil over her face as she serenades everyone. the music will be more classical rather than pop

most of the chateau's more private areas WILL be off limits, but the ballroom, the gardens, and the outside areas are free to explore!

IC wise it will be held across THREE NIGHTS starting at 6pm EST today and ending at midnight, but ooc wise, you have until the 16th of september to use it for threads just to give people time to have a chance to participate if they want to!

in regards to threads or starters for the event, please use the tag #isola equinox ball just to make it easier for those interested to find starter calls and the like!

again, this is NOT an event of any sorts, just something fun to give characters a chance to relax and be fancy!

[ask-vaggie]

((OOC))

This is not a PSA I thought I'd have to make, but starting today I will no longer be accepting anons in my inbox — if you wanna send me an ask, it's gotta come from your actual Tumblr username — since some people have decided to start catfishing me by pretending to be my actual friends in my inbox. I got an ask today claiming to be from my close friend who runs the Charlie account I interact with, so I responded thinking nothing of it, only to be immediately told by her that it was, in fact, someone else! This is not the first time something like that's happened.

Look, I know the Lutualverse is getting popular, and I know people want to be a part of the RPs, but since all of the crazy shit we've been through a lot of us are already weary of outsiders and this does not boost your chances of getting "in." We've had problems with people lying about their ages, we've had stalkers, obsessive super fans, parasocial relationships. OVER A TUMBLR AU! There's a lot of blogs but I really don't think y'all understand how little people actually populate this AU. There's only like 8 or 9 of us with active blogs. We're literally just a friend group fucking around.

So just as a friendly reminder, you do not know us. We do not know you. We aren't celebrities, we aren't even micro celebrities, and this isn't some exclusive club. We're literally just a friend group pretending to be cartoon characters on the internet. Shocking!

So as a new general set of rules for my blog specifically:

No anons

No one 16- interacting

NO NSFW asks whatsoever (unless I know you personally and it's all in good fun)

No long starters outside of the Lutualverse (short asks and questions are fine)

No personal questions (I as the admin am irrelevant when I play a character)

And I reserve the right to refuse any asks that make me uncomfortable

I never want to be a bitch when I make these posts but this is getting ridiculous.

[captainleviswifee]

Treat you better...

Tags: Modern AU Levi, established relationship, fem reader, reigniting the spark, low key anxious Levi, argument, overthinking, jealousy, OOC or IC Levi? 😭idk Please reblog and follow if you like this content!

Edit: you can use extensions, or apps to replace y/n with the name of your choice. I personally use interactivefics extensions, but let me know if you know others!

The darkness blankets the sky, the neighborhood quiet with muffled noises of a party some walks away. Having just parked his car in the garage he get's out taking a bag of take outs for dinner.

Walking up to the porch of his and your door, he unlocks the door with ease. Keys clanking as he fiddles with them with a tired sigh. Work is well work as usual. It's not the mundane challenges of work he's sighing for. Likely it's the increasing monotonous routine he goes with it at the office everyday. It doesn't help that his relationship with you is reflecting how gray and dull his everyday work is.

Opening the door, the living space welcomes him. Not you, you're not at home yet. You're at the office, either working overtime or being asked out by your friends for a night out. He drops his briefcase on the sofa, as he takes off his coat. Hanging it on the coat rack beside the now locked door.

Now loosening up his tie, he picks up his phone to check the time, it's nearly 10 pm. "It's Friday...then it must be her hanging out with co-workers tonight." He says to particularly no one but himself. His gaze frowning at the screen of his phone. "Or her damn boss," He grumbles.

And that's the problem. Your relationship with him either progressively turns to dull and gray because of his increasing workload, or if it's dull and gray because of your increasing workload and constant late night parties.

But Levi understands you better.

The parties were to distract you from this monotonous routine of your evenings with him. Can be a bad or good habit depending on the act you entertain yourself with. And Levi knew better than to push you to ask when you're in this phase of taking a sort of break.

Or it could also be he's afraid that he'd make things worse and drive a deeper wedge between you two. It's likely the latter.

And that's precisely why he discreetly asked two of his female coworkers for advice. Hange and Petra. Hange had advised to open a table with you for discussion. Basically sit and talk. Meanwhile Petra, advised you to go an extra mile to know what a woman wants. For starters, read a book.

A romance book for example. And she had just the perfect recommendation in hand.

Levi sets the reheated take outs, then preparing a plate of rice—his favorite, on the table. He then walks to the sofa, picking up his briefcase to find a certain book from Petra this morning.

"Huh," Levi could not even read the title, his eyes scanning the book. "Damn, sappy shit." He flips the cover to read a random chapter and sees a specific sentence that nearly killed him from cringe.

But if it would help him get tips on how to reignite this spark between you two, he'd grit his teeth through the cringe. Pick out the good ones, and yeet out the overly cringe ones.

With the book in his hand, he walks back to the dinner table, sitting down to a meal while he takes a spoonful of a bite or two.

After eating, he continued to wait for you at the living room, sitting with his arm resting on the armrest, his other hand propping up the book he's reading close to his steel blue gaze.

The hours tick and you're not home still. It's already 1 am, and you're still not at home. It was then that he finally decides to check his phone. And oh, he finds a message from you in his notifications.

Clicking it, it reads,

"I'm sorry love, I'll be home in a few. Just a 'lil late."

Sent at 11:45 pm. He sighs, texting back,

"Do you need me to fetch you?"

He sends it and returned to reading the book.

He'd hate to admit it, but it became a bit more tolerable for his eyes to read the book after a few chapters. He's mind whirrs at the kind of man most women would want.

Crossing out the unrealistic standards, there are things he might find worthy of taking note. Like getting a little more creative with giving you flowers, or how he should better care for you for when you have period cramps. Basically just be there for you more. Levi had thought he was doing just fine, doing everything to be there for you. But now basing some things he may have missed in comparison to a 'what would most women want,' is that he may have appeared a little too distant or cold. Especially when he's at work.

He sighs, deciding to find a way to strike a proper balance between work and his personal life.

You're an amazing woman, flawed may be, but you're the woman he loves to see everyday.

Sighing, he flips open the book again to continue reading, "Hoh, what do we have here?" He smirks, immersed in his reading although he'd deny that he is.

The pacing of the story just got to a sensual, lightly steamy part. And he couldn't help but think, 'Is this too what most women want?' He ponders, 'I guess not too different to what most men wants, except this has more steps in this. More foreplay it seems,'

His eyes scan the forbidden text, his mind wandering if it could be him and you. Or what could be your reaction had you be reading this instead? Levi imagined you reading this with a flustered expression made him think of other forbidden things he'd do to you.

Flipping the page, he continues, still sure he's reading to get insights on how he should treat you than for the story of the text he's reading.

Then as if he was stricken with lightning, he hears a warm breathy whisper right behind his ear, "Oh? What you reading?" Your playful tone snaps him from his deep thoughts.

"Oh, you're here," His face momentarily stiffens, lips opening slightly, before returning to his nonchalant expression. He then adds, "And you're late," His gaze now frowning. "Sorry," You scratch the back of your head, "We just finished overtime and my boss thought to bring all of us to a short late snack at a cafe." You explain, studying his narrowed blue-gray gaze, before your eyes landing on a specific book. "Didn't know you'd be reading this genre though, Levi." You reply in a teasing manner. His hands swiftly, and casually moving the book away from your view as a response, "Your boss?" One of his eyebrow arches, his expression remaining nonchalant yet the undercurrent of his threatening tone betrays the calm exterior he maintains. "That stupid blond bastard again?" He grumbles, now standing up to meet your eyes, the book still in his hand.

'Stupid, and bastard. Well that's rare,' You smile, Levi adding two insults in a single sentence for the same person speaks just how much this is pissing him off.

"Listen, we need to talk," He then takes your bag placing it on the table before holding your shoulders down to have you sit.

"Levi," You say with a flat and tired expression, "There's nothing to talk about—" Before he cuts you off, "Oh yea we do. Don't think I didn't noticed how you're avoiding me the whole month, and how I see you're spending more time with your work friends and that stupid boss of yours. Again."

Then it's your turn to cut him off, "Levi, you're not jealous are you?" "Fucking no." He says flatly, he then combs his hair back before talking again, "Look, it's just. We're both busy recently and I'm sorry I couldn't be there to listen how your day went or that I couldn't pay attention to you more. But that doesn't mean you should entertain yourself with people outside the problem of our relationship." He then mutters the last bit, "Especially not with your boss." And that's where you stop him, "What are you talking about? Are you saying I'm upset at you because you're busy?" You scoff.

"Yes?" His expression, suddenly forming a puzzled look. His face became even more puzzled after hears you laugh, "And that's why you're reading that book hm?" You tease him, "What-fuck, no." He then places the book behind him. You already know that it's a romance book, and with the few pages you saw of it earlier, it has some smut scenes.

"C'mon, let's see what's it about." You quip, your hands reaching for it, but he's faster and was able to keep it off your grasp.

"Forget it, so you're saying that you're not upset at all?" He asks you, his narrow, blue-gray irises gazing deep into yours. "No, I'm not," You reply with a smile, "Why would you think that?" He then looks down on the table, his gaze falling to your bag on the coffee table as he searches his own mind. "I don't know...maybe it's just because I miss you." He sighs, "Yeah, maybe it's that. You think it's because of that?" He replies more like a sentence of him just rambling and asking the truth he already knows.

You gave a light chuckle before pulling him to a hug. "Gosh you're so adorable," You mumble to his neck, appreciative of his efforts and his feelings. He momentarily stiffens, before accepting the embrace. "Shut it," He rejects the compliment, but you feel his heart beating warm and fast against yours, his hands wrapping around you in return. Embracing you back.

"I miss you too," You whisper to him and you just feel him nudge his face to your own neck. As if hiding his face from view by deepening the embrace.

You pull away, and you give him a light kiss on his lips, his lips lingering for a moment before reluctantly pulling away. Maybe it's because his heart was beating too fast, that you also feel it pump blood to the lower half of his body. A something else entirely beating against your warm body as he tells you in a low gruff voice. His breath hot against your lips, his arms pulling you closer in place. "More,"

[riordanverserpdatabase]

Hello users!!! We’re very excited to make a very special announcement today!!!

In the spirit of our remodel, we have decided to start daily themed posts to boost engagement in the community!!! Each day of the week will have a different theme, and the posts for each week will be unique and occasionally themed for that time of the year!!! We hope that users will see this as an opportunity to have even more wonderful interactions together!!!

The System will now list the themes, so everyone understands what the plan is!!!

Monday - Mun-days

-> The System will provide asks, questions, or polls for users to interact with OOC! For those who choose to participate, this will give us the opportunity to learn a little bit about the amazing Muns behind our favorite accounts!!! (Ex: Tell us about your first RP acct! Why did you start it?)

Tuesday - User Poll Tuesdays

-> Just like we've been doing, we'll post a couple of interesting Riordanverse polls on Tuesdays for you all to answer and share around! (Ex: Which Riordanverse Character has the best sense of humor?)

Wednesday - What's going on Wednesday

-> The System will provide an open starter for users to use! Either reblog the post from us and @ someone, or copy and paste it to your own blog to use! (Ex: You wake up to find there's a monster under your bed! How do you react?)

Thursday - Tithing Thursdays

-> It's time to show your love to your favorite gods and goddesses! Send them a message! Offer them a gift!!! Tell them how much you love them!!!

Friday - Campfire Fridays

-> Camp Half blood resident or not, all users are invited to the Sing-along! Share your favorite songs of the week! Show us what your muses love to listen to!!! (The System will post an anchor post to remind everyone when it's time to share your favorite tunes!!!)

Saturday - Say Hi Saturdays

-> It's time to make use of our resource!!! Come in and find a blog that's new to you and send them a hello!! It's time to make new friends... or maybe even enemies >:D (The System will post a reminder for you to go find someone new!!)

Sunday - Magic Anon

-> M!A is an old RP tradition here on tumblr! Usually, users receive an Anon who blesses (or curses) your muse for a set amount of time!! The System will post Sunday's Magic!Anon here on the database, and any users who want to participate are welcome to take it and add it to their Bio or about page for 24 hours!! (Ex: For 24 hours, your muse can only speak in Rhyming Couplets >:D OR for 24 hours, your muse can hear the thoughts of Birds in their near vicinity!)

We hope all users will enjoy interacting with our daily posts, and please remember not to pressure anyone to participate! It's all fun here, and we only want to help you all have a good time!!! Thank you for your continued support, users!! We appreciate you so so so much!!!

Disclaimer: of course, as always, users are in no way required to participate in the daily activities. Please do not feel pressured, we will keep posting even if there isn't much interaction! Daily posts will be queued in advance. _________________________________________________

Graphics are graciously provided by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more as always. Thank you so much!!!

[official-butterfly-sisters]

🦋🏥~The Butterfly Mansion~🏥🦋

🦋💜: "Hello? Another slayer.."

🦋🩷: "They look so beat up, did you fight a lower moon or something?!"

🫐💙: "How reckless they got their uniform all messed up! Ugh I'll go prepare a bed hang in there!"

🌸💜: "....."

🩷🪻: "Oh I want to know how it went! Tell me tell me!"

🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐

🌸💜~Kanao Tsuyuri

🩷🪻~Kanao Kanzaki(Kana)

🫐💙~Aoi Kanzaki

🦋🩷~Kanae Kocho

🦋💜~Shinobu Kocho

🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐

Hi!! This used to be a Kanao only RP account but I decided to merge it with the majority of the butterfly sisters and my OC Kana, there’s a lot of AUs listed at the end so just read those first! My OOC account is @kanaokanzaki-op!! This just ended up being my main blog cuz I never planned to make one for OOC content. 😭

I’d love to rp, answer questions and have fun on this blog but before that-

A few rules, however:

-No NSFW and no hate attacks or spam! (Also if I find you rp/send those things I will block you, it pops up on my feed and I don’t want a heart attack in public please.)

-OCs are welcome!! I love shipping as long as you give me abit of extra info about how their relationship works! (Or link/tag me to something- ALSO NO SHIPPING WITH KANA- I'm very specific on her. She has only one ship and it's with Zenitsu-)

-RPS are yes, I like them , you can start one in the asks! I fully accept crack things and PLEASE ask questions, I love questions!

-Please be patient, I am a pretty busy person! However, you can DM me after 3 days of not answering your reply or question because I am very forgetful. I allow spams on the 5th day as long as there's no post explaining why I'm not responding.

-If I decide to rp with you, I’ll clarify what character I’m using with emojis. I ask you to do the same if you’re asking/rping something orelse I’ll ask you to resend or just ignore your ask. (Even crack, you can just say their names-)

Crack/Random- 🌸💜: "Insert text" Insert what they're doing

RP Starter- 🌸💜 Insert paragraph "Insert text"

OOC- [Insert text]

🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐

I have a Discord account so you can invite me into those instead if dms/tumblr aren’t your type! (I love both equally!!)

Friendship groups are something I love like the Kamaboko Squad or anything else with OCs! I’m a multishipper so if you wanna ship Kanao or Aoi with anyone different then canon ships Idm! (I also like canon ships dw.) I also fully accept someone just randomly adopting these guys- Kana would love it(CC or OC). 

I'll be posting art, headcanons and maybe some oneshots (You can request anything as long as it follows the rules!)

That’s all I really have for now, please don’t be shy to ask me anything! I’m open to a lot :D! For more information, please look at Kana's info page, Butterfly sister AUS and My Carrd!

🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐🦋🌸🪻🫐

[r1ch1exl1psch1tz]

“ I’m not a loser! “

I’m Richie Lipschitz ((: Steph and Peter convinced me to get this app so I’m trying it out ^v^. Anyone’s able to interact but don’t be a dick /: Max Jägerman please interact, P,EASE ANYONE INTERACT 😭. I’m Bisexual, Trans, and Poly and my pronouns are he/they (he/him preferred)

A disciple of @wigglyywrath …

[ Death Count: 0 ]

[ Kill Count: 0 (?) ]

(Ooc: My names Jamie/James, I decided to make a Richie to account after seeing a good chunk of other rp accounts. My main blog is @jambo-rat )

Welcome in ((:

> I go by he/they/it

> I’m Transmasc and Bisexual

! INTERESTS !

> Role-play

> Cosplay

> Starkid (I am new to it though)

> hero’s (DC and Marvel)

> death (cringe ik but I wanna become a forensic pathologist)

> horror >:))

> b99, X-Men, the Batfam, Teen Titans, Time loops (groundhog days), Supernatural, jjba

> Roblox, Resident Evil, Minecraft, fnaf, dead space, most things horror

! DNI !

> basic DNI list, you will be blocked if I find out you’re just an asshole, idc if we’re mutuals or interact a lot, you will be blocked.

! AU’S !

I’m down to roleplay any AU ! I would ask if it’s a sort of “obscure” one to DM me with info, or if you send a starter with one I don’t know much about I’ll message asking for more info ((: (if you put your user)

> Alive Rich

> Ghost Rich

! MY SHIPS !

(Really I’m okay with roleplaying any, as long as it’s not weird)

Peter x Steph

Max x Grace

Richie x Max

Peter x Richie

Jason x Richie

! SOCIAL MEDIAS !

TikTok: tired_squish

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