#seems completly normal

[filmfullhead]

A: If I’m your friend, then why haven’t you texted me back in like nine fucking months? D: I was.. I was busy..

Hacks 3x2 Better Late

They’re ENDGAME

[cloudnineminusnine]

so, i tried a little something based on that and it's comments (づ_ど)

bm! sun wukong x gn! reader | slightly suggestive so no minors allowed.

(it's poorly written since english is not my first language!)

not getting any response made the monkey king uneasy, specially given the faint blush that made it's way down to your soft cheeks. you've been acting a little suspicious for a few days now, he could say. in a way that left him intrigued. the sudden touch of your hand on his face startled him, just enough to not pull him away.

"taking a closer look..." you starts in a soft whisper, as if it were your little secret, while your dark eyes crossed each and every detail of his partialy furred face "i can conclude that you really are the most beautiful creature i've laid my eyes on."

out of nowhere.

could it be that you were joking?

actually you used to tease him so much over so many things – as much as he did to you – that it naturally was the first thing that occured to him.

you said things like that before but never in such an intense way... plus your brown eyes held too much sincerity for you to be joking. it felt cozy and unsettling at the same time.

this kind of interaction souldn't have any major effect on him. you were only caressing his face in the most lovely way ever, with the light touch of your fingertips, so why was he suddenly having so much trouble over breathing in a steady pace? that reaction was definitely deviating from his usual demeanor. he was only feeling that way because you caught him off guard, that's it!

in the morning after there was a different aura surrounding both of you. the monkey king seemed to be annoyed by something he couldn't put his finger on, while you were behaving more introspective, as if your mind was so full that you couldn't escape from it even if for seconds.

sometimes you would feel like losing it, fantasizing on being even more intimate with him or touching him in a less innocent way – dear lord, he couldn't imagine the absurdities that inhabited your mind even if he tried. which was good! who knows what kind of reaction he'd have if he knew just how much you wanted him to have his way with you?

poor thing, you needed to do something as soon as possible. before your unbridled passion for him could consume you entirely. then, with that resolved, you could put your efforts into overcoming your feelings. it was ridiculous to even imagine that the sun wukong would reciprocate you.

a few days later, when your relationship with him finally seemed to be less awkward, you saw the perfect opportunity in front of your eyes. and took it.

you two were stargazing while chatting about anything and everything like you used to do, and it was like the things had never changed between the two of you. being able to hear that boisterous laugh again warmed your silly little heart – those pointy canines of him were terribly adorable so what could you do?

on that night specially his gaze towards you seemed to be sweeter than normal. he would also stop and stare whenever a loud laugh came out of your mouth, which was kind of strange from your perception. impossible.

you needed to take action and you did.

without any warnings you then started talking about how you ended up becoming attached to him regardless of his arrogant nature and, as if the "i fell in love with you" wasn't shocking enough, you went even further by ending the lengthy confession with a conformed "i'm determined to get over it".

you would definitely be rejected by him anyway, so why not get that out of your way? it would be even easier to forget him once you parted ways. perfect plan!

with a baffled tone to his voice, sun wukong promptly confronted "why would you get over it?" he forced a scandalous laugh, trying to feel more like himself. "so you're not even going to try to court me? now that's weirder than you just confessing your feelings to me." of course he would end by joking his way out.

how dare him?

your usually relaxed eyes were now fully open in surprise "so you want me to court you? that's a good one!" you let out a hearty laugh, not believing your ears or the audacity of him. "if i already know that i don't stand a chance then why should i try?" that was obvious, wasn't it? well, maybe not for him and his big ego.

his eyes gleamed, as if challenged by your words. sun wukong approached his face close enough to mix in your breathing and with a suggestive whisper he declared "heh, i only thought you were bold enough to lure me in..." his nails brushed slitghly over your exposed arm, causing a deliciously chilling sensation. you felt your legs go weak as a giggle reached your ears.

what's gotten into him? where did that came from?

even though your heart almost gave in to desire, you remained firm in your decision. that would be better. sun wukong was obviously making a fool of you, even if both his sultry gaze and provocative touch tried to make you believe otherwise – in your defense he seemed too flirtatious, like he'd never been before.

the next day the embarrassment was so much that you choose to act as if nothing happened, as if his touch wasn't ghosting over your wrist since the night before when with a sudden grip he tried to stop you from leaving him behind. you tried your best to hide how shaken you've been, not wanting to put any distance towards sun wukong who, somehow, seemed to be restless since that fatidic event. you couldn't and wouldn't go back on your plan – too prideful –, but he sure made you think on changing it...

without any discretion, he would analyze your behavior constantly while searching for any glimpse of what've been confessed by you. his eyes started to gravitate towards your figure more than he would like to admit, as if he was under some kind of spell.

whenever you caught him staring he would try to appear as indifferent as you appeared to him. his ego seemed to be hurt and it was honestly funny to think that it could be because of you. at first you were weirded out by wukong's behavior but now you could only be amused by his reactions.

"i may not be the smartest person out there, but i have a feeling that you've been staring at me quite a lot lately." unfortunately for his pride, that's how the first conversation related to that topic began. "may i ask what do you want from me, almighty monkey king?"

now that was bold of you. too bold for his liking. bold in an annoyingly enticing way. your lazy eyes were so full of expectation and need that it made his insides turn, oh, you still wanted him so bad! he just knew it.

now he was fully determined to make you regret on saying that you would get over him. just you wait and see.

[dunnowhatimdoin]

It's pretty hilarious how in the comic, when wearing normal clothes, Ballister seems to be unrecognisable.

Bank employee? Bal's face is clearly exposed, despite the cape, but that's just a normal guy that needs to make a deposit.

Barman? That's just an idiot doing usual bar stuff and picking up a fight - with a completly random guy that isn't the hero of the Realm at all.

Kid and his mom at the science fair? That's just a crazy old man talking to a cat.

Severly other people at the science fair, guards included? That's just some unspecified suspicious guy.

The armour. The armour makes the difference.

[just-an-enby-lemon]

I think a thing that's interesting about the new format is that it changes completly the dinamic of the fake stories.

In TMA the fake statements are a light hearted idea perfect for fluffy and funny fics and to smille imagining because all the statements are consensual. People go to the Magnus Institute to leave their stories. And yeah it's terrifying that Jonah created a system that is based on the explotation of desperated people wanting to be listened but it was a thing to think on the real ones. The fake ones could be jokes, pranks, people lying because they thought the institute payed for stories, myths. It's all alright.

But now in Protocol is all survailance. An eldrish database watching you. Your texts, e-mails and even your therapy sessions. Sam asks about it first time. Is all non consensual. Even the non-real ones. So you might be home alone at night and be scared by the normal background noise and text a friend about it, about your imagination creating horrible scenarios. And now you not only fed The Horrors a little bit but also some tired goverment agent has to read it and turn it into papperwork.

It fo me also translates into how in TMA the characthers from the start were already aware of the tapes. Not of what they were but at least they knew they were being recorded. In TMAGP they don't seem to notice the cameras or Sam's phone making a random call to store it, or any of the ways they are being watched constantly.

[mayasaurusss]

Bites and kisses.

Contents: Misty (she's a warning herself), cuteness aggression, weird blonde woman, suggestive towards the end, short one-shot/blurb.

Requested by @fortheloveofaphroditesblessings! I am sorry, this is very short but I hope you will like it nonetheless!

Misty believes herself to be a woman of 'brain first, heart second'.

She's smart, calculating and cunning. Even in the most dire of situations, she tries to use her head and be as strategic as possible. That's why she got away with her... accidents over the years. But it all changes when she meets you.

You met Misty while taking care of your old auntie. Fate would have that you decided to take her in Misty's nursing home.

You caught her attention from the first moment. Ten minutes after seeing you for the first time, she already had a name and found information about you online. You know, like a normal person would.

With a little bit of planning, over the weeks, she managed to go on a date with you.

Of course, she already knew what would have happened. Either you would get bored with her, or she would have said some weird shit and warded you off. She had cronometrated that it would take aproximatley 13.42 minutes to end a date.

But when the minutes passes and nothing happens, she's a bit weirded out. Well, she is happy but this had never happened before. It takes all her willpower to try and be as 'un-misty' as possible and by the end of the night, another date is set.

Weeks pass and each one of them is filled with dates of any kind. By the time a month and a half has passed, Misty can proudly declare herself as taken.

As said, Misty believes herself to be a woman of 'brain first, heart second' but not when you are around her.

She'll come home after a long and strenous day, shoulders hard from fatigue. Her day has just been the worst but that all is washed away when she sees you, her cute lover, cuddled up in a blanket on her couch, waiting for her.

And you look just so cute, so adorable, all snuggled up for her. Misty, no kidding, will get a very bad attack of cuteness aggression. You wake up with your new found lover gripping at the couch's cushions, heavy breathing and blushing above you and for a moment you truly think she will murder you. Then, Misty reaches for your cheek, "You look just..." she gets in front of your face, "...so cute!!".

Your sleep is completly knocked out of you when she catapults herself on your lap, hands touching you everywhere.

"How can you be so cute?!" her cheeks are red and her eyes have somehow gotten darker and bigger. She looks postivley drunk out of her mind.

Her hands push at the muscles of your cheeks, pinching and kneading. To her you look just as a little helpless thing, tl be cherished and noursished. And yes, that is the exact same thought process of elephants.

Misty truly believes herself to be a woman of intellect, but she does aknowledge that sometimes, her body speaks before her mind does. Often she did things purely out of gain, simply because she wanted to.

"I just wanna...eat you!" and you remain completley motionless as she starts to bite down on your flesh. She gives a small but sure bite on your nose, then on your neck and jaw, leaving her marks on you, screming 'this is mine'. Her bites turn into tiny licks that follow the curve of your jaw and you try so hard to not get too turned on by her actions.

It doesn't seem she sees them as anything else than bonding, but as your breath starts to quicken and get heavier, so do her ministrations. Her kisses get heavier, slower and more sensual; you have to pray to any god there is out there to restrain yourself from jumping on her.

You ponder for a moment your life decisions as she's trailing up your neck towards your lips and ask to yourself ; Why am I attracted by this weird blondie?'.

[dreaming-of-barbi]

That's so fucked up that people are romantizing Franco, because even Red Barrels are showing him as a total creep and disgusting person. In Outlast Tag I have a feeling that some artists are making him completly different character, making him charming/safe/lovely. I even have seen some people who were drawing him with normal face (without big forehead) and you couldn't tell them that it's the right character design! I feel like Franco enjoyers are more agressive than fans of other Outlast character. Even with Coyle/Eddie simps they seem to understand that they are evil and they murder others, but with Franco I feel like they can take it when someone tell them that he's grown up, murder people in very brutal way and his voice lines are just disgusting... it really seems that people are getting agressive only because someone tell some shit about 🎀✨️Franco🎀✨️. I know his fans isn't the only one that have stick in their ass (cause I seen a lot of shit bout Coyle/Big Grunts/Easterman etc.) but yall need to understand that FRANCO IS A GROWN ASS MAN and you would run for your life if you'd meet someone in irl as 1% fucked up as he is. Saying that he's just a Baby and he made nothing wrong is just 🤮 and problem is in yall if you justificate him and things he made.

idk how to tell you this ,,,, but this game is fictional. The characters are fictional. You're free to feel however you want about them, just like I and anyone else is.

I partially agree with the part about changing his appearance to make him look more "normal" or whatever, but at the same time people are allowed to interpret their favs however they want to. They can draw / write for him however they want to. I don't like "fixing" his face, just because it (personally) feels like saying "he's too ugly", but again, that's just me. As an artist, I know that people are going to have different interpretations of a character I like. It's just part of other people existing in the world. Not everyone thinks like you do, and that's okay.

Do you know how many posts I saw (and STILL see) about Eddie Gluskin, doing essentially the same thing as what you said people do with Franco?? That man would cut you open to "make a baby in you" no hesitation and people still ""romanticize"" him (me fuckin included I LOVE YOU EDDIE). Its just part of liking fucked up characters, some people are going to want to make them more "normal".

Personally, I see the normalization as more like wanting to give him some normalcy in his life, because of his past / lore. I love the idea of letting Franco have a normal life, be a normal person. A life where he never had to deal with the stupid Mafia stuff, had a decent father and never ran into Murkoff, having a normal, happy life. But, I also seriously adore his original, fucked up character.

Honestly, who actually cares if people are "justifying" his actions??? None of them are real. He is not real. I have never understood the sentiment that you have to make sure people know you don't justify a fictional characters actions... they are not real. It's not a real person. None of the things he did happened.

Maybe it's just me, but I would not run from someone like him. That's not some edge lord "im so evil and dark" bs but because of my real life experiences. Been with and around people in my life / family who are quite like him and I didn't run.

I imagine some of us are using it as a sort of coping mechanism, because (at least for me) some of us dealt with people who treated us like he would. Though, that's getting into personal territory, and I won't try and speak for others.

All I can really say is either learn that not everybody's going to have the same ideas as you or block the tag. Sorry if that's too harsh a response, but life is too short to really give that much of a fuck about someone /something other people like.

And I've said this before but this is literally Outlast, all of the characters are this fucked up, it's not just him.

Like does no one remember Outlast 2??? Does no one remember the pile of dead burnt babies, or the hundreds of other fucked up things in that game?? I really feel like Franco does not compare.

So, can we please just be over with this now? I mean, drama is totally fun and I love it, but I can imagine others don't.

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

How would the tfp bots react to a neutral cybertronian who has the ability to completly control any cybertronian with just by commanding them with their voice and who uses it to hurt anyone they come across?

Based on the ask, I assume the bot, while not a participant of the war, goes around and hurts anyone they can find for the thrill of it.

-At first, Optimus tries to be lenient on them, considering the fact that they are a neutral and thus has no part in the war. But when they use their ability to hurt his team he's forced to take them as a threat. A threat that needs to be dealt with. He will try to take them into custody without killing them, hoping that they still can be rehabilitated but if push comes to show then he will not hesitate to take them down lethally. His team comes first after all. It does sadden him however that even the cybertronians not fighting in the war seems to want to harm each other.

-Ratchet immediately starts looking for a way to neutralize/negate their power. Does simply turning off ones hearing work? Do they need to understand the language to take the 'orders'? All of this research is so he can protect the team. Meanwhile, Ratchet loathes the bot for using their power like this, to do nothing but cause pain, when they could do so much good with it.

-In a way, Bumblebee finds it kinda ironic that he's fighting them. He's got no voice while their voice can do so much. If he had that kind of power he would use it to help the autobots, to stop the war. Yet this bot is not only a neutral (a choice he would normally accept) but they hurt people just because they like it? Yeah, Bumblebee wants to punch their lights out. Show them why he doesn't need his voice to talk for him when he can just use his fists.

-Bulkhead feels 10 000 years older just thinking about it. Great, another sadistic freak. Just what they needed. At least this one hurts decepticons just as much as they do autobots. He is slightly frightened by the thought of what this bot could do to him. Yeah, they could make him hurt himself but worse would be if they used him to hurt his friends. They need to be taken out before they get the bright idea to try it. Perhaps pulling a Megatron on them would help...

-Arcee wants to snipe them from a distance. They pose a serious danger to the team (and any other bot they might come across) and getting within earshot of them does nothing but beg for trouble. She does not trust them, does not trust the universe and says that it would be better to just take the safe option and get rid of them before they can hurt anyone.

[tonihatessociety]

Okay I have been thinking about the Hatchetfield Timeline again. And what will not leave my mind, is that the basissituation for TGWDLM and Blackfriday are incredibly similar but completly different from the one in NPMD.

While we are introduced into a world full of problems in the first two (the issues between Bill and Alice, Charlotte just being incredibly unhappy, the conflict between Tim and Tom, every single issue Becky Barnes is facing). The characters we are introduced to have one Thing in common: there biggest wish is to change their surroundings because their Situation is becoming unbearable to them (Paul is an exeption but I'll come to that later). For short: We are met with people with strong wishes and intentions, which in the longrun lead to them being used by the Lords in Black because they seem to be able to fulfill their wishes.

Now I think this differs hugely from the Situation in the beginning of NPMD. We are met with a bunch of Highschool student who are all quite unhappy with their situation but they arent desperate for power to change their situation because they are facing normal school problems (bullying, grades and similar). The characters are aware that these problems will disapear when they grow older and leave highschool. Highschool is killing them, not life. That is until Max dies and his issue is now not not being able to get the girl he wants but an unmet incredibly strong desire for revenge. All of the sudden the situation is different and while it is noted that people go missing in Hatchetfield everyday, people are suddendly very worried about the murders. Something has changed.

What has changed is that Max Jägerman had a need, a wish he wanted to be fulfilled more then anything else, which in my opinion opened him up for the Lords in Black. The entirerty of TGWDLM is about the followers of Pokey trying to figure out what Paul wants because that is what Pokey needs to have an access to his mind and controll it. Linda becomes Wigglys prophet after explaining what she wants. Max comes back as a demon after proclaiming his final wish with his last breath. The Lords in Black need to know exactly what a person desire to access them. That is why Pokey had such a hard time with Paul because he has no desire conquering all others until he lost everything and just wants the catastrophe around him to end.

These different set-ups make me believe that NPMD is a prequel to the other two. I think the events in NPMD happen in every timeline and lead to different chain reactions triggering the other events such as those in Black Friday, TGWDLM, Watcher World and most other Nightmaretime episodes. Max Jägerman and through him later Grace Chasity, who now shares her big desire for revenge with Max, bring the Lords in Black back into Hatchetfield and make them able to have their way with the town.

In conclusion: NPMD is a prequel to almost every other story happening in Hatchetfield (some nightmaretimes episodes such as Time Bastard have a similar status to NPMD) because it shows how desire and pain find their way into the town.

[hypnoneghoul]

sorry not sorry abt this but ehehe

you know that one hayden interview where he says “rock out with our cocks out“ or smth like that

yeah what abt that but swissalps… like idkhow the technical side will go but yknow… practice session shenanigans?

okay i know this deserves thousands of words but alas i couldn't do that much and i wanna scream BUT its hot and silly as fuck at the end so enjoy

Swiss was a menace.

It was a widely known fact, best known by Mountain, but sometimes the earth ghoul still made the mistake of expecting something to go normal.

This time, it was a practice session. Swiss proposed the two of them go and have a jam session, just for fun. They did, but it was not what first came to Mountain’s mind at the offer.

Clench of Swiss’ ass around his dick made him snap out of his thoughts.

“Fuck,” the earth ghoul hissed, bucking up into the tight warmth engulfing him. “You feel so good, darling.”

“Y– yeah, shit,” Swiss moaned, bouncing with the movement of Mountain’s thighs. They sat behind his drumset and his feet were planted on the bass drum pedals, keeping a nearly perfect rhythm. He started out with sticks in his hands, too, but they were quickly abandoned in favor of groping Swiss’ all over. “Love your big fucking cock, sweetheart.”

“I love you, too, darling,” Mountain grunted and went on stomping down on the pedals and tensing the muscles of his thighs, fucking his dick deeper into the multi ghoul’s ass.

Practice session.

One particularly harsh roll of the multi ghoul’s hips sent the two of them off the little drumming stool, Mountain falling on his back behind the drum set, Swiss on top of him. Thankfully, their platforms at home weren’t the crates that were used on tour, otherwise that fall wouldn’t be so funny. Here there even was a carpet.

Swiss leaned forward to kiss the wheeze from the earth ghoul’s lips, slotting his own against them and all but shoving his tongue inside the other’s mouth.

“Hmpf,” he huffed, grabbing his hips once again. Swiss ground down, slotting Mountain’s cock right against his prostate. They both moaned, swallowing each other’s noises.

The multi ghoul continued to grind down, rubbing his cock between his and Mountain’s bellies, as he clinged to him, occasionally bucking his hips up involuntarily. Neither of them had to warn the other when they got close, knowing each other’s bodies too well. When Swiss’ legs started to shake and when Mountain’s noises got louder, the multi ghoul started rolling his hips with more purpose.

“Shit, oh– fuck,” he cried out. Mountain agreed with his own loud whine and in no time at all the both of them were shooting their loads as they shuddered through their respective orgasms. Swiss flopped down flat on top of the earth ghoul and he held him as they were slowly coming down from their highs.

Soon, Swiss slipped off of Mountain’s dick with a groan and rolled over onto his side.

“I’ll get some water from the storage,” he said with a peck to the other’s cheek. “Be right back.”

“Mhm…” the earth ghoul hummed in affirmation. As if he was planning on going anywhere in that state, completly fucked out. Swiss slinked away, but before the opening of any doors could be heard, the multi ghoul called out.

“Hey, look!” he yelled, laughing, and Mountain lolled his head to the side. The wheeze that had left him once he saw, nearly made him choke on his own spit.

“Swiss, my heart,” he giggled, all but rolling on the floor. “I love you, but what the fuck?”

There the multi ghoul was, on his platform, dancing fully naked like he usually would during Dance Macabre. The thing he seemed so proud of was, apparently, his soft cock just… swinging around.

“Helicopter!”

[romanestuffsposts]

Hi friend! You are an amazing writer and I really appreciate you.

Can you write a story where the little becomes so anxious she just goes nonverbal? I tend to do that when I’m anxious and idk if something others go through. Thanks again :)

Hi there love! 💜

Thank you so much! It’s means so much to me what you said! ❤️I Hope your know that I really appreciate you too!

Of course! I hope you like how I wrote it!

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : anxious reader, reader feeling little, craving for care and comfort from your Daddies, confuse mind, caring Daddies

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : life isn't always easy with you...

A/N : I don't know why but I really like how I wrote this one. Maybe it's because I didn't wrote for some days and so I kinda feel new, I don't know 😅

I Hope you liked it like I do!

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It's not normal

Not normal at all

You're used to be anxious, you had deal with it since you can remember because of lots of things that happened during your life but as you kept making steps on your way in life, you found tips to help you go through that

Wether it's with someone else, a specific person or just a movement you constantly do until you feel better. It always worked at some point but today seems... different.

You did all the things that usually help you, you texted your Daddies when you came back home from your day, they still were to work so you couldn't do otherwise. You wanted to call them but never grow the strength to asked them, too scared to disturb them in their work.

Then you tried to feed Alpine and play with her, keeping your mind busy with your favorite little cat but it didn't helped, you could still feel the painful bowl stuck in your stomach.

Then you let Alpine rests downstairs and went in your playroom, you took a book and started to trace with your fingers the words written on the cover of the book. It's something you do to calm you when you're too sad and have a hard time calming yourself. It's a little movement who is really relaxing for you but in that case, it didn't helped either.

You were completly lost about what you should do to get out of that state and you were even more scared because you could felt yourself slipping more and more because of that. Only you were home alone and were scared to let yourself slip. You knew you needed it, but it wasn't the time.

So you walked back downstairs, you fell on the ground, against the wall who is facing the front door and hugged your knees. You swing yourself until you know you're safe, in their arms, against them.

You didn't heard nor saw the front door opening and your Daddies stepping in, even tho your eyes were glued to the door, an anxious look on your face. Your eyes were focus on something- like the door, but your mind completly defformed what you were seeing the whole time.

"Babygirl ?" your Daddy asks as he hung his coat on the wall beside the front door. He frowns at your Papa who were already studying you, tying to understand what is going on.

They walk toward you and that's only when they get closer to you that they see your face, your look and gaze. Something was wrong, something happened and they see it right away.

You Papa kneels down in front of you, a reassuring hand on your knee while your Daddy rushed to the kitchen to get you a cold drink. "Sweetie" he gently calls trying to catch your empty gaze "can you look at me, please ?"

Slowly, his voice found your ears and the only thing you wanted was to lay eyes on him, which you did. You lifted your eyes and finally meet his. A soft expression is on his face and you don't know if it's from relief, reassurance or fear. Maybe all of them.

"Here, little one" Your Daddy gently gives you the cup of water but you don't take it. You look up at him and open your mouth, telling him that you want him to do it for you.

If he knew you would've asked him to do that, he would've put the drink in a bottle, it would've been easier for you to drink in it.

He rests his hand on the back of your neck to hold your head and bring the cup to your lips, he's careful when the water slide against your tongue and down your throat.

"how do you feel, baby ?" he asks, his hand stroking the side of your hair and face.

You look at him as if he's the thing you wanted to see the most and instead of answering him, you lift your arms up and make grabby hands.

You didn't care who would take you in his arms, you just want to be with them.

Your Papa stands up just as your Daddy lifts you up and they both walk toward the couch. They can feel you need them and as always, they'll be there for you.

Your Daddy sits you down on his laps and your Papa sits beside you both, he takes your feet in his laps and starts to massaging them, knowing you need all kind of comfort they can give you.

"can you explaining to us how you're feeling ?" your Papa asks, "what is happening, princess ?"

You whine and snuggle further in your Daddy's chest with your face in your Daddy's neck. He sighs and caresses a reassuring hand along your back as you finally let yourself relaxing under their hands, and touch.

Your Daddy can feel your hands shaking because of your anxious state and hold you tighter against him. "you're safe now, beautiful. Just close your eyes and let us take care of you"

You didn't even felt your Papa leaving the couch but you feel him coming back. He sits back down under your feet and gently takes your hand. You look up at him and he hold a bottle to your lips with a sweet smile.

You open your lips and happilly take the bottle in it. You close your eyes in relief of the familiar taste and movement your jaw make while sucking on the little tute.

You drink while watching a cartoon they put on the tv as they keep their gentle touches on your skin to keep you calm and in a safe place.

As you finish your bottle, your Papa slides your paci in your lips before you can feel the lost feeling of the tute in your mouth and starts to relax more and more in your Daddies's arms.

All stress and anxiety now behind you as your day finally comes to an end in the arms of your favorite people.

... Later that night, when your Daddies will carry you to bed, they'll walk by your playroom and see all the books on the ground and will understood what really happened, even tho they kind of already know.

What can they say ? They're your Daddies, they know how you react and how your body reacts through your feelings. That's their job after all

[icestardragonhc]

Just some thoughts about Belos/ Philip Wittebane from TOH (ramble)

For all of his shortcomings and aborent qualities he has one single thing that makes him stand out among a cast of characters with plenty of positive and lovable personality traits. He's the most hopeful character in the show. Lemme explain:

When he really shouldn't be. Sure it's part of his delusion but at the end of the day he doesn't have any good reason to do anything he does in the story and deep down, he knows that. Ultimately he does everything he does to justify the death of his brother. But that's clearly not his true wish. All he want is his brother back, take back what he did and make that his brother never left. Return to a version of reality that can never be obtained. His brother will never return and he knows it. Considering he killed every grimwalker copy, the 20 or so he made of Caleb. Despite being a smart man, he refuses to grow up and accept change (or death) as we see in Hollow Mind. For 400 years. This child like naivity translates into a neverdying hope that finishing his plan will change anything, fix anything. It's not even about personal revenge as much as it is an escape from reality. He could have wiped out Caleb's decendants anytime in the 50 years he had total power in the empire or even way before that. But he didn't. Killing the Grimwalkers also seemed to upset him but he deems it a necessary step to fix what went wrong all that time ago. But the Grimwalkers never are like his brother, they only vaguely resemble him. For him it's not killing his brother again and again (ignoring he's killing actual individuals), it's rebuilding him stone by stone. It's all for nothing. It serves no purpose and is meaningless. And I think he knows. But he refuses to accept it, no he is completly unable to accept it. Much like a child who can't accept that a specific obscure and crazy dream of his will never come true. This dedication to that meaningless cause is even more visible once the Collector pretty much oneshots him at the end of season 2. He's reduced to a puddle, a soul without a body and he's most likely in a perpetual state of pain and confusion, now returned to the human realm that is nothing alike to what he left behind. Which he can't even interact with properly like he wished to do. Giving up, just dying would be easy and probably is an attractive alternative to his constant state of agony. Yet he clings onto the last bit of life remaining. Despite his carefully made masterplan he took decades if not centuries to realize failed horribly. Knowing he will have to face the seemingly all powerful Collector eventually who squashed him like a bug. He stays alive against impossible odds to "right his wrongs". For the slightest chance to see the reality he gaslit himself into believing was possible. A reality where his borther could have stayed, for a reality where his actions were justified, a reality where he didn't waste the entirety of his extended life, a reality where he's the hero, not the villian. He clings onto hope like a scared, hurt beast. Hope is powerful and scary. It can make a normal man go through hell and become what he swore to destroy. Hope as much as it can build a new future can also raze it to the ground. The sweet and horrific duality of hope.

[esosage]

Just came up with a stobotnik au idea.

Somehow, while still in hideing, stone and robotnik accidently have kids, and now have to learn how to be responsible parents, while hiding and being on the run from the government. Trying to give their kids as much as a normal life as they can (well, normal by their standards which isnt very normal at all,) to varrying degrees of sucsess.

It would be fun to seeing how the kids grow up in a situation like this and discovering that this is infact, not normal. Because i dont think ivo, nor stone would tell them that their parents are wanted criminals.

Like, how would they make freinds? Would they be able to make freinds? And if so, how would robotnik and stone react to them makeing freinds? How would their schooling be handled? How would they feel about moveing all the time? Would they be confused why everyone their age lives in a house, while they live in a giant crab robot? Would they even be allowed to meet new people? And if not, would stone and robotnik eventually cave and let them socialize a bit? Would either of them grow to resent the two?

It also gets more fun when you concider stone and robotniks reaction in realizing: "oh fuck, we're dads now." How would they parent? Would it be good or bad? Would either one grow to resent their kids and pretend they dont exist, or would they try their best for them? How would they house two children in the crab? How would they feed them? How would they clothe them? In trying to steal stiff for them, would they almost get caught by the government? How many close calls have they had trying to care for them? Would they concidering abandoning them? Would they try to abandon them? Or would they accept their new position?

Honestly, it could go a lot of ways. Though if i were to write a fic about it, i'd probobly hone in on robotniks perspective a bit more than stones, since it be neat to see him react to this. I mean he's a terrible person yeah, and i dont think he'd do the best job in raising them, but he's also an orphan. Family has always been a soft spot from his lack of one, and now he's suddenly been thrust into a role he never expected nor wanted to be in.: being a father goes completly against the image he has of himself.

And thats not even mentioning his past trauma with being abandoned, and neglected. I think its quite possible, that in the heat of the moment, (while they're still babies,) he decides he just cant and tries to get rid of them. Chooseing to just hand them off to an orphanage and just be done with it... but, when he really thinks about it, mulls the plan over, he just... he just cant. He's been in an orphanage before, he's been left by his supposed to be caretakers before, and he just... cant bring himself to do it. Thinking about all the hurt he went through in the orphanage, by his supposed "guardians," he just cant subject them to that. Maybe the final nail in the coffin that gets him to turn around and walk home, is them wakeing up. Wakeing up to giggle at him, make grabby hands twards him, to be delighted by his presence. A reaction that nobody but stone has twards him.

Im thinking that stone eventually finds him while he's on his way back (because lets be honest, he would not think to tell stone he's giving them away, he's very bad at communication,) of course the agents freaked out by them suddenly going missing, but calms down a bit once he see's they're safe.

Robotnik would NOT tell stone about the moment he had. he hates talking about his feelings, and talking about what he just tried to do would deffinetly prompt that. So, instead, he makes up some excuse that seems to satisfy stone.

stone would find out later down the line, when the kids have grown up a lot more. Giving some juicy family angst when they seemed to have more firmly settled in their roles. (Also because i like the twist of: "hey! Remember this thing you never thought was going to come back? Well its back!" And to also give robotnik some consequences to his actions.)

Im also thinking that how the kids find out that their parents are criminals, (they never found out because the government covered everything up,) is that when their adults, one of the kids brings home a signifigent other who also happens to be a G.U.N agent! Which robotnik and stone promptly flips out over to varying degrees.

Btw, little side note that i probobly should have brought up earlier, is that the kids are twins. Just for funsies.

[pain-indeed]

Let's talk about Mecha Knight

Well, well, well, would you look at the time. It's "me writing too much about Kirby" 'o clock ! And it seems like Mecha Knight will be the topic.

So, the reason I am writting this is that I see more and more people say that Mecha Knight is an overused subject and it doesn't deserve to have so much angsty fics, art, etc. I strongly disagree and I will explain why. I know people won't change their mind with a single, random rant, but I just want to share my opinion on the matter. With that in mind, here I go, describing how the whole Mecha Knight thing is indeed messed up.

First I want to objectively describe the situation. So the Haltman Company invades popstar, starts mechanising everything and everyone. Meta Knight has the Halberd blown up, and we don't hear about him untill world 4. We discover that he had tried to fight the corporation by himself, then failed and was captured. Then he was turned into a cyborg forced by mind control to work for the guys who are actively destroying what he was trying to save against his own will, and forced to try killing one of his friends/rival twice, before being freed and helping the heroes.

I think we can all agree that this a bad thing to happen to anyone. Kidnapping, enslaving and modifying someone without consent is pretty horrible, and there is no denying that. Everyone who has basic ethics and empathy would know that. So logically, people sympathise with Meta Knight, and they can show it by imagining what it must have felt like for him trough art.

So, why the heck would some people try arguing why it actually was'nt that bad and artists should stop "milking angst" out of this ?!

Here's their argument ; Some have said that Meta could'nt have been badly hurt, as he is seen seemingly fine after fighting Haltman. As if being fine physically means you are fine mentally. If you were mechanised, do you think you would'nt feel at least a little bad ? Is it wrong to think the victim of this situation may keep some scarring memories ? Or is it that you think Meta Knight having trauma is contradictory to his character and he should'nt be allowed to ?

Well, in fact, if you look back at his personality, having trauma out of being Mecha Knight make perfect sense as it goes against his most defining trait ; stenght.

Normally he is very powerfull, physically, mentally and politically. His character practically revolves around power ( he is often shown trying to be more powerfull ). So imagine what it must be like, having all that strenght completly taken away from you and used by his ennemies against his allies. How it must feel to go from leader to slave. Not being able to move an inch by yourself while your body moves on its own. And it's only made worse by how in every other instance of him being posessed, he was shown to have tryied resisting evil influence. Even in RoMK he was revolting against lazinness. Here, the only clue we have about him trying to resist was the title of his battle theme, commonly known as "inner struggle". But the fact you can't even see that in game prooves how powerless he was, how vain his resistance was.

Even if having been turned into a robot did'nt disturb him, not being able to do anything against it definitly could have made him question himself. It could have shattered his ego and confidance in his abilities. It make perfect sense.

And, well, being turned into a cyborg must have been terrifying anyways. We don't know how mechanisation actually worked, but according to the number of screws in the mechanised people's design, how we only see him after a while and Kumazaki's habit of impliying terrifying stuff going on behind the scenes, it's understandable to assume it was painfull. And it must also suck to be treated as an actual object.

So, yeah, the situation was indeed pretty fucking bad, and seeing people trying to say it’s not unnerves me. I think they either are Meta Knight fans who feel like him being allowed to feel the slightest of insecurities would make him weak, MetaSusie fans who are trying to defend her actions by minimilizing them or just fan that have enough to see it over so many other topics. Like, bro, feel free to make your own art instead of complaining. Or potentially write countless paragraphs to share your opinions like I do ( just kidding, it’s actually pretty anoying ).

Basically, it's normal to see angsty art and fics of an event that was objectively pretty horrible and complaining about it is weird.

Either way, if you’ve read trough all this, congratulation. Must have been long. Thank you for your time and patience, and I hope you have a wonderfull day.

[prof-peach]

Hey Prof! Do you think it’s possible that Toxicroak and that extinct Sneasler evolution fill a similar niche? I mean: They’re both Poison/Fighting Types and they both have those prominent poison blades

Hm. I feel like its a case of Convergent evolution more than them filling the same niche with regards to the body shapes. Some methods of applying poison to foe or navigating require that kind of shape and style of body. The adaptions arent far off a Grafaiai (a single more poisonous finger shaped adaption) Gallade (with its boney "blades"), or even sandslash (long talons like Sneasler), it's a common evolutionary adaption to climb, tear, dig, pierce or otherwise utilise attacks in their suited environment. While ones clawed with hooks, the other is a boney straight(ish) protrusion, they differ wildly in how theyre used day to day, attacks out of the question they don't perform the same.

Both come from wildly different biomes too with ho shared genetic heritage. Mountain climbing though done by a few very large, select subspecies of Toxicroak, is not something they handle by climbing like Sneasler did. Theyre jumpers, at best theyll amble along where they can and make a leap for the next ledge. Swampy biomes tended to be too warm for Sneasler too, they only really seemed to migrate down for short periords of time to hunt, before returning to the saftey of the mountains and their dens. They havent had to adapt to the same climates, prey, predators, or environments.

Kind of like saying all normal/flying types fit the same brief, but y'know, they dont haha. A beak shape in a pidgey VS the beak shape of a hoothoot arent too far apart at a glance, but their small differences make them unique and specialised for their habitats and hunting styles.

We're also not even looking at the wild difference in autonomy in terms of Toxicroak being cold blooded, and Sneasler being warm blooded, meaning their bodies run completly differently. I dunno, i'm struggling to see the true link from a biology standpoint, but thats just me.

[beanghostprincess]

Got an odd vision about Shanks and Buggy fighting and Buggy repeating his „Shanks shone so brightly„ thing in a very „I couldn’t compare to you!! You were like the sun and where would that leave me?!“ type of way and Shanks snapping and going „OKAY? Maybe you were my earth? Maybe you were the thing I wanted to keep save and warm and alive and shine for! Maybe I would have just loved to have you with me instead of you just fucking off to a completely different solar system - I- you- fucking clown- What use is a sun that doesn’t help things grow and live and - shit- Maybe I wanted to keep revolving around you! Maybe you were the one person I loved and wanted with me and- Ugh- Fucking FANTASTIC!“

And Shanks just sort of droops in on himself bereft of all energy while Buggy stares at him completly aghast, mouth hanging open because did THE red haired Shanks just confess to him in an utterly insane rant of all things? And he swallows. And tries to catch himself. And can’t help himself because he is still BUGGY but when his voice comes out it’s much smaller and softer than usual, even if he tries his best to sound dismissive and haughty „The sun…. Doesn’t revolve around the earth… you absolute moron.“ Shanks just huffs. „Well… this one does.“

Y'all be sending me the most beautiful things here out of nowhere and expect me to react like a normal person about them--

This is literally them. The thing is-- Buggy sees Shanks as the sun because he has always lived in his shadow and tbh he isn't even bothered that much by that. He's just angry Shanks seemed to give up his dream when he was the one shining so brightly. But he doesn't take into consideration that maybe Shanks doesn't want to be the sun? Maybe Shanks saw Buggy just as brightly? Or something even more beautiful, like the earth. The sun might shine but the earth gives life. And Shanks is just so head over heels for him that he'd definitely say the whole "revolving around earth" thing. Inaccurately and extremely not true. But he doesn't care because that's just how they go. Kind of like a "who's gonna correct everything I say if you aren't here?" type of thing.

[organdon3r]

That's so fucked up that people are romantizing Franco, because even Red Barrels are showing him as a total creep and disgusting person. In Outlast Tag I have a feeling that some artists are making him completly different character, making him charming/safe/lovely. I even have seen some people who were drawing him with normal face (without big forehead) and you couldn't tell them that it's the right character design! I feel like Franco enjoyers are more agressive than fans of other Outlast character. Even with Coyle/Eddie simps they seem to understand that they are evil and they murder others, but with Franco I feel like they can take it when someone tell them that he's grown up, murder people in very brutal way and his voice lines are just disgusting... it really seems that people are getting agressive only because someone tell some shit about 🎀✨️Franco🎀✨️. I know his fans isn't the only one that have stick in their ass (cause I seen a lot of shit bout Coyle/Big Grunts/Easterman etc.) but yall need to understand that FRANCO IS A GROWN ASS MAN and you would run for your life if you'd meet someone in irl as 1% fucked up as he is. Saying that he's just a Baby and he made nothing wrong is just 🤮 and problem is in yall if you justificate him and things he made.

good morning yapper