#snazz bio

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❈ Snazz / “Wizard” ❈

Posts with Snazz

◦ Zen ◦ Always smiling, but why??? ◦ Charismatic ◦ Dabbled in light-armor professions, but mastered none, he considers himself a “wizard” of sorts as he’s studied a wide variety of magic and sorcery  ◦ Something of a traveling magician

🔍 Overview 🔎

Full Name: Snazz

Pronunciation: S-NAZ

Nickname(s): Snazzy, Nazz, Snazzo, magic man, Morning Glory (Bo Bronx calls him this)

Preferred Name: Snazz but he’s not picky

Age: Adult, somewhere between 33-37 years of age

Sexuality: Pansexual

Pronouns: He/him

Height: A little taller than the average Asura

Weight/Build: Average

Scars/Birthmarks/Distinguishing Markings: N/A

��️ Personality & Morals ⚖️

Are they…(bold which term applies to the character):

introvert / extrovert / ambivert risk-taker / cautious organized / disorganized close-minded / open-minded calm / anxious / restless disagreeable / agreeable / in-between patient / impatient outspoken / reserved leader / follower / flexible empathetic / un-empathetic optimistic / pessimistic / realistic traditional / modern / in-between hard-working / lazy

Moral alignment (chaotic good, lawful neutral, etc): True neutral

Guilty Pleasure(s): Cuddling

👍 Strengths & Weaknesses 👎

Strengths/Skills (Mental/Physical): Light-footed, charismatic, thorough knowledge of anatomy, survival skills, his body has a spectacular threshold for magical energy

Weaknesses (Mental/Physical): Physical attacks, too confident, using too much magic causes his magic use to become unstable

Biggest Advantage: Aversion

Biggest Vulnerability: Physical hits

Mental Ailments: Atypical Depression

Physical Ailments: N/A

Addictions/Bad Habits: TBD

Phobias: The unknown, abandonment

🏠 Lifestyle 🏠

Birthplace: TBD

Current Residence: Always changing as he tends to wander, however most times you can find him around Rata Sum with his girlfriend Tia

Education: Self-taught with journals and books his parents left to him and his little sister Forcas.

Religion: N/A

Philosophy/Outlook on Life: N/A

Job: N/A

Hobbies: N/A

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 Relationships 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

Status (Single/Dating…/Married to…): Dating Tia (Pairing tag)

Family: Snazz’s father Jullez was always bed-ridden when Snazz was young, but nonetheless Jullez made every effort to spend time with Snazz and teach him what he could. His mother Kulli owned a small bakery, she used the funds from it on research and possible cures for Jullez’s condition. Snazz lost both of them and had to raise his younger sister Forcas on his own, the two of them are very close.

Friends: Bo Bronx (met exploring when Snazz was just a kid), Harvey (childhood friend), and others TBD

Enemies: Inquest members

Other notable relationships (If any): N/A

📚 Backstory 📚

Childhood: Snazz grew up in a very loving home. While his father Jullez was bed-ridden a majority of the time, he doted on Snazz and his little sister Forcas as much as he could. Snazz and Forcas spent a lot of time in their father’s room hanging out with him and listening to stories he told them. When they weren’t there they were helping their mother Kulli out baking pastries for her bakery. Both his parents recognized Snazz’s natural talent for magic, and got him a tutor as soon as they could. One day when Snazz was around 5 years old his parents went to see some peers about a possible cure for Jullez’s condition, leaving Snazz and Forcas in the care of a parental golem unit. They never returned, instead a group of Inquest came back, trying to convince Snazz and Forcas to go with them and that something had gone wrong. Snazz had a bad feeling that bad intentions were afoot, and challenged what the Inquest had told them. Through their bickering the Inquest let details slip and Snazz became convinced his parents had both perished. Snazz used what little magic he’d learned to scare the Inquest off. Before they could come back with reinforcements Snazz collected what he could from their home (food, books, his father’s journals, and some small devices) and bolted with Forcas in-tow, the parental golem unit following behind them. 

Adolescence: From his childhood through to his adolescence Snazz traveled with his little sister Forcas, raising her to the best of his ability, and having a parental golem unit around helped. He got some help from friendly travelers, and at a point he and Forcas ran into a friendly elderly couple who specialized in tutoring progeny—and allowed the two to stay with them for a short period while they caught them up on education they’d missed out on.

Young Adulthood: By the time Snazz was reaching young adulthood Forcas was starting to become more independent, and wanted to start her own path in life. While Snazz was horribly saddened, he did everything he could to help her find what she needed to take on the world.

Adulthood: After going their separate ways Snazz took to wandering, not really sure what to do now that his sister could take care of herself. He took to traveling to keep his mind busy, visited old friends, made new ones, and used his magic to spread wonder everywhere he went.

Present Day: Snazz still wanders, using his magic abilities to entertain others. These days he hangs around Rata Sum more often, to spend more time with his girlfriend Tia.

[shuckinbeanz]

SCREAM 2 (Yan!GhostFace!Baku)

He also comes maskless! So check out his spoopy mug! 👻

warnings/notes: NSFW, college!au, planned rape & drugging, Katsuki is insane, Katsuki is a yandere, Katsuki's POV, nerdy reader, death, blood, gore, stalking, and murder. 👀 There's some reader POV, and I've warned before, but I'll warn again; the reader is fruitloopy because this is a consent blog ✨

~Masterlist~

Underage characters are Aged Up!

MINORS 👏 DNI! 👏 AGE 👏 IN 👏 BIO 👏 OR 👏 DNI! 👏 Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! 😇

This was originally supposed to be a tl;dr fic, so I cut back unnecessary parts(who cares how the minor bg characters croak ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ we're here for the opening, the ending, and the lovin'), but there still is movie spoilers/references. Enjoy! (not me shamelessly promoting the other parts 😂)

tags: @parker-natasha

He followed that fucking pervert here into the club. He could enter easily; because the majority of club-goers were dressed as Ghostface, due to the recent string of Ghostface murders. What he didn't expect, was you to be in the club, dancing with your friends. He couldn't stop staring. He might as well have hearts for eyes, with how fucking drop-dead gorgeous you were, all snazzed up and pretty. You were like a Deity, gracing all these plebeians with your grace, and damn, look at you move. He was counting his blessings from where he was because he was a fucking heathen--a heathen by choice, to protect your beauty. The night was still young, and he had every intention to thoroughly enjoy the show. After some time, you and your friends went to the bar for more drinks. A break from the dance floor. Without a thought, he found himself sauntering up to you. He could see that bastard coming up too, but once he noticed the much larger man in costume-Katsuki-coming up, too, he decided to turn tail. Katsuki grinned from behind his mask. Fucking bastards should stay where the fuck they belong.

You were giggling with your friends. He couldn't hear much over the boom of the speakers, but it was something about a failed project, night out on the town, and blowing some steam. "Hey, gorgeous." he finds himself saying because damn were you small compared to him. You look up to him. In the back of his mind, he was expecting fear, because of his 6'1 well-sculpted physique, but no. You looked him up and down in awe, and holy shit, he could see it in your gaze. That cute, coquettish smile, which looked even better in real life than it did in his dreams. You, the object of his obsession, were staring at him like he was a full fucking course meal. One of your equally as star-struck friends manages to nudge you out of your stupor, and you glance at them, your group erupting in laughter. "Hi, handsome~" you sing, swaying your shoulders cutely.

It didn't take long for a spark to ignite, as he conversed with you-played the play of getting to know you. After all, how could he not like what you like? Dislike what you dislike? But still, on occasion, he'd put his two cents in, and you'd react incredibly well to that. You were a spitfire. Yes, you tended to stay on the down-low, building books and your dream around yourself, but when it came to it, you were stubborn. You were independent. And now that he was finally, finally, talking to you in person...he was falling deeper and deeper for you. If he was willing to beat up perverts that molested you without your consent, hell, if he was even willing to kill sick bastards after you, he sure as hell is ready to make the whole fucking world topple and burn, just for you. All you'd need to do, was look at him with your cute eyes, and say 'Please?' and he'd do it.

"Mind if I take them off ya for a bit?" he asks your entourage, and they erupt in laughter-he didn't miss your cute gasp. 'Go on ahead!' and 'They're all yours.' came from them. "Okay, but first, I gotta freshen up, alright? Geez, guys." you shook your head playfully at them, before turning back to him. "I'll be back in a bit, big guy." you say to him coquettishly, pressing your hand on his chest, silently promising a good night. "So sit tight, alright?~" you smoothly slid off the stool, leaving him frozen in place. He was glad he was wearing a mask because holy hell his face felt like it was on fire. And the goosebumps, and the shiver up and down his spine. "Damn..." he huffed.

"So, Kats, was it?" one of your friends asked as he turned to follow you with his eyes. "Yeah." he replies gruffly. "You seem like a nice guy." they say as he scans through the crowd for a certain bastard. "You sound really genuine, too. Like, seriously, that shit's rare in a club setting." they say. Soon enough he spots the bastard. The fucker was looking your way. "Somethin' tells me you really like our Y/N." they teased. He snorts. "No shit, sherlock." he replies, glaring at that fucker through his mask. His reply earns a laugh from them, but they quickly settle down. "They've been through a lotta shit. So take care of them, okay?" they say, and he could sense the warning in their tone. When he saw the bastard start moving, he turned to your friends, putting a thumb under the chin of his mask to briefly show them his face, "Tell ya what, if I make 'em cry, I'll letcha whoop my ass." he told them with a genuine smile, pulling back down his mask and turning around in time to miss their shell shocked expressions. Because if he made you cry, he'd be more than willing to bend over backward and take a beating to make you smile again. "Now, I'll need to excuse myself a moment or two." he says after situating his mask and hoodie, before moving through the crowd after his target, rage spiking in his veins. He hadn't noticed what your friends were saying.

'Holy shi--' 'Isn't that the dude they li...'

All he could think was; kill that fucker. The bastard was evidently still wanting to enact his scheme. But Katsuki wouldn't fucking let it happen. He sped up his pace, closing the distance easily. "Hey, buddy." Katsuki reaches out to the shorter man's shoulder, coming into his personal space, playing buddy-buddy as he bent to speak into the man's ear, keeping a knife skillfully and discreetly pressed against his back. "I suggest you don't make a fucking scene, bro." he threatened lowly. The man gulped, then nodded slowly. "Good...let's have a li'l chat out back, shall we?" Katsuki chuckles. 'Look, man, I--' "Awe, c'mon, buddy old pal." Katsuki rasps, interrupting the man. "Just wanna talk." he says. 'O-Okay, dude. Whatever you say...?' he chuckles nervously. "Glad to hear~" Katsuki hums, guiding him out back, into the darkness, and a few blocks away in a deserted alleyway. What Katsuki didn't notice, is that he'd fucked up.

Katsuki was on a one-track mind of killing this bastard, and he failed to notice you following him from a distance.

~~~

Curiosity got the best of you. When you spotted a familiar Adonis figure hovering over a random dude suspiciously, you couldn't resist following. The tall man was very suspicious to say the least. He was tall, well built, like the man you always dreamed about. His voice was as equally gruff as that man when you'd pick a spot to study just to hear his voice whenever he was hanging out with his friends. But your crush was way out of your league, he was a jock, he was popular, athletic, had above-average grades, and everybody in school either wanted him or wanted to be him. And you? You were an unattractive nerd. You had a dream, and you'd be willing to sacrifice just about anything to fulfill it.

And when that tall figure approached you out of your group of friends, with so many similarities to the guy you've been pining after for ages now, you thought that maybe you could get over your pitiful one-sided crush. Who's name you had written down on a dildo you had stashed away in your closet.

Katsuki Bakugo.

You mentally tamp down your dirty thoughts with a red face, following the two in earnest. After a few blocks, you spy them going into an alleyway, and not a millisecond later, you heard a thud and a crunch of plastic followed by a resounding metallic clatter. "I know your plan, fuckface!" you could hear a gruff voice shout. There was a more muted voice that was incoherent from where you were, but the familiar gruff voice cancels the other man out. "Ain't no fucking use playing the stupid ticket, because I heard it with my own fucking ears, asshole." he said. "Think you can slip Y/N a fucking roofie before draggin' 'em God knows fucking where to RAPE THEM?!" you could hear from the volatile snarl that came from him, that he was pissed.

You can't help but put your hands over your mouth at what was said. Your mind was reeling, you could barely hear what was being done over the rush of blood in your ears. You lean on the cement wall, "I'll fuckin' beatcha!" 'Oof!' THUD. THUNK. "Listen here," he growled. "I had fun and all, killin' off your buddies in on it," he said. You slid down as everything comes to light.

"But I ain't fucking satisfied!" he roared.

He, Kats, he called himself when he introduced himself to you in the club...

"Not before I beat you to death." Kats growled. You could hear a muffled 'No' from the man who'd planned to rape you, you could hear Kats beating him black and blue. "No?" he genuinely faked a choked sob.

He killed the people that planned to rape you. He was the serial killer Ghostface at large that's been going around town lately.

"You know damn well you wouldn't listen if Y/N said that! You sick fucking bastard!!" Kats roared again, huffing and puffing from the exertion of psychical violence. After several moments you could hear him laugh maniacally, but you could also hear his tears, his hollowness. His exhaustion. But most of all, his worry. "Oh..." Kats huffs.

You could feel tears welling up in your eyes, too.

"My poor..." he said.

Tears of gratitude. Because he'd saved you from becoming a victim of rape. From that trauma. From possibly never being able to look at men the same way, ever again.

"Poor..." he sighs.

Carefully, you ease yourself up onto your feet.

"Sweet thing." the nickname-however delusional it might have sounded to anyone else-tickled your skin with goosebumps. You could hear his sincerity. His affection. Loud and clear. Very carefully, you made your way closer to the alleyway. As quietly as a mouse.

'Kats--u-ki---plea--' you hear the telltale grunts of someone being choked. Katsuki? The name of your crush bought you the bravery to peep around the corner.

And there you could see them. Him. Without his mask. He'd lost it during the scuffle. Black hood down. The Katsuki Bakugo, the man you've been crushing on, straddling the chest of your would-be rapist, one large hand around that bastard's throat, gripping tightly. The other gripping a kitchen knife.

The man beneath him was stubborn; gurgling and grunting, attempting to breathe. But Katsuki acted like a stone wall; unflinching at his weakening attempts to free himself. "Damn, you're stubborn, aren't'cha?" Katsuki grunts, looking back down at his victim, applying even more pressure. "Just die already, you prick." he growls, grinning down him like the fucking Joker. After several more moments that felt like hours, the man being choked finally goes completely limp. "Good...good..." Katsuki coos, still gripping the dead man's throat tightly, before setting his knife down to crack his neck, making damn well sure he was dead.>

Afterward, Katsuki heaves a heavy sigh, almost as if he were holding his breath, moving off the dead man to sit on the concrete, rubbing his face with torn gloved hands. He sighs one more time, not noticing you step into view from where you were spying on him behind a wall. "Finally, sweetheart...you're safe, now..." you could hear him rasp.

He sounded relieved. And truthfully, you were too. "I won't let anything bad happen to you..." he sighs a soft vow, looking down, hands combing through his hair, elbows propped on his knees. He groans, remembering something, reaching out to get his knife, "Fuck, I gotta get back to yo--" his gaze being drawn to your figure. He tenses up, eyes widening fearfully. "This--" he chokes out, panicking. He forgoes the knife, and instead jumps up to step over the dead body, to move to you. You felt tears begin to roll down your cheeks. "This isn't what it looks li--?!" he's ended abruptly by you closing the distance and wrapping your arms around him.

"Thank you...'tsuki..." you muster in a small voice, gratefully. The giant man you were holding was quivering like a leaf in your arms. He sniffs wetly, and you hold onto him even tighter; trying to comfort him.

Moments later you could feel him wrap his arms around you, and for several minutes, you two held onto each other for dear life. "We gotta go." you tell him, pulling away to caress his cheek, and he leans into your palm with a minute nod. "We gotta go, okay? You killed someone. So we gotta go--we...can go to my place." you say, nodding back, and he pulls away to gather his mask and knife, perusing the area for anything that would get linked to him. Suddenly, the alleyway lights up, and he turns around to see you on the phone. Seeing the fear and panic in his eyes, you reach out to him as he hurries over to you. "Shh, 'tsuki. I gotta tell my friends I decided to bring you home, okay?" you tell him, stroking his bicep, turning the phone for him to see what you type out to your group chat to reassure him.

'Hey guys remember Kats? Well guess what N/N is bringing him home tonight 😋'

You could feel his tense form relax behind you. You take his arm, and lead the way to your humble abode, your mind reeling and heart thrumming anxiously over what was gonna happen when you and he were there.

[kkpaaw]

Finished my bois updated ref so i decided to submit him. I know I said that I was gonna draw Oc's based off the movie(and I am!) I just really got inspired to update my first ever Trolls Oc. I made him after the first movie and the only thing that changed is his appearance lmao.

Anyway let me introduce u to my boi.

Vio

○ Nickname: V, Viv

○ Age: 20

○ Date of Birth: 08/3/XXXX

○ Sex: Male

○ Gender: Male

○ Species: R&B Troll

○ Voice: Ne-Yo(ok so I love this man's music, sue me)

○ He's a Demiromantic Boi

PERSONALITY: 

|| + Charismatic | + Confident | + Polite || = Calm| = Levelheaded | = Relaxed || - Lazy |- Sarcastic |- Pushover

Vio is a charismatic troll who is also a complete pushover. He considers himself to be very simple, but those knowing him would disagree. He is often very calm and levelheaded, usually talking in a very relaxed and sorta lazy manner, making him seem to be a troll who is always tired, though that is usually not the case.

He is very polite, and talks in a sort of formal manner with a little slang here and there. There are times where his sarcasm comes forth and cam make him seem mean, but it's all in good faith, he never goes out of his way to be intentionally mean to anyone.

○ Likes: 

+ Gum

+ Whistling

+ Rain

+ Early Mornings

+ Morning Dew

+ Cooking

+ His Guitar

○ Dislikes: 

X Cold Weather

X Late Nights

X Headaches(he gets those alot)

X Bitter foods

RELATIONSHIPS:  

○ Sweetheart: None

○ Friends:

Asui | Pop Troll| Alive

"Amazing Troll. Helped me out of a lot of dark times. Without him I dunno what ide do"

Cher | Country/R&B Troll| Alive

"She's neat. She helps keep the group together. And she's pretty funny"

○ Allies:  

○ Enemies:

HISTORY

Vio's story is actually kind of sad. He was born to his parents Snazz and Bon, in the home of the RnB Trolls, Rhythm Valley.

His younger years were full of fun and laughter as his parents were a very active bunch who always tried to make every day of his full of fun while also teaching him the importance of the R&B livelihood. When he was around 10 he started learning how to play the guitar-with alot of failures along the way much to his frustration and his father's amusement. When he was 12 he got his first tattoo which is a tradition that many R&B trolls take part of when they turn 12.

It was when he turned 15 that things took a turn for the worst. This night Vio will always remember vividly. The entire day before the event he had a bad feeling the whole day and tried telling his parents, who didn't listen. It even got so bad that he couldn't sleep and had to sleep with his parents who managed to finally convince him with a song that everything was ok. After he calmed down they finally fell asleep, convinced everything was alright.

If only...

When he woke up the next day he immediately knew something was wrong. The terrible feeling came back in full force and when he noticed his parents weren't in bed with him he panicked and shot up and ran through the house shouting and calling for them only to not get an answer. When he ran outside he noticed how quiet it was. There was no sound. No one around. No nothing. He couldn't see any trolls walking around and that scared him so he ran about going around town looking for some face, someone he could see, anyone.

Yet he found no one. It was like the entire town vanished leaving am empty husk of a city and Vio all alone.

Vio ended up breaking down and crying for a long long time. Where did everyone go??? It took even longer for him to be able to gather the courage to leave his now deserted home 2 weeks after he realized everyone was gone.

He ended up becoming a traveler and to this day still is one at the age of 20. He's been to so many places and met so many trolls and eventually met his best friend Asui(or Sammie as Vio calls him) who ended up traveling with him. Then one day they saved a grey troll who was severely injured, with lost memories and invited her to join them..wonder what adventures await...

______

That's pretty much it on Vio(for now lmao) He is actually an Oc that I'm going to use for a fanfic I hopefully plan on making! Hope you guys like him!

More OC bios to come!

[katalinathecat]

So tomorrow I'm going on a first date with this guy in minecraft.

This was my bio on the app, and he actually fucking took me up on it. I'm psyched.

This is really happening guys

I'll update you all on how it went tomorrow

Right now I gotta start getting my minecraft skin snazzed up

[sentientpaperbag]

Is Cal Dib and Gaz's stepmother or biological mother? Also, does she let Dib know that she knows that Zim's and alien (and she is too) or does she just shrug off his claims that Zim's an alien?

when i first made her, she eventually became their stepmom because I was tentatively like “how close to canon can i make this without straying too far?”

however, a change happened when I became friends with swimy and snazz and we started space notes officially, and now Cal’s their bio mom. Basically we said “fuck canon we do what we want. Dib and Gaz are half Irken now and there will be DRAMA”

she kind of kept that part of their lives hidden for reasons and it all is supposed to come to a head at one point. She is also definitely aware of Zim being Irken, in fact the two actually kind of know each other. She does brush it off some though. She doesn’t think he could do anything too harmful.

:)

She does however fully endorse Dib’s paranormal hunting stuff and supports him in his endeavors. Sometimes she’ll even join in on the spooky paranormal hunting stuff, much to Professor Membrane’s dismay

And yes, Membrane definitely knows she’s an alien, meaning that he pretends not to know :)

[why-this-kolaveri-machi]

Spiderio? o.o

oh, as in spider-man/mysterio? ok, here goes:

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1.

DISCLAIMER: both peter and Quentin beck are adults in this au, from the first time they meet. they have a complicated relationship here, but nothing that is romantic/sexual. while this mysterio is definitely the one from the mcu, this fic's peter takes inspiration from his ps4 incarnation.

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quentin beck doesn’t really notice the frazzled, bespectacled intern working on his Intuitive Projection Device (working title) team for a long time. for one thing, there are a lot of frazzled, bespectacled college students running around in his lab looking to snazz up their resumes and hopefully a job at stark industries, and for another, peter parker never really stands out. oh, sure, he’s smart–you didn’t study bio-engineering on a scholarship in empire state and land a spot on beck’s team without having some level of intelligence–but for the most part, he does what he’s told to without fuss and doesn’t really speak up much during team meetings. which, whatever. beck’s looking for people with ideas and bombast and, well, presence, so when parker’s internship ends, he’s off on his merry way. end of story.

except–

on the eve of his project’s big launch, tony stark takes over. says he’s going to do the honours. which–all right. beck was hoping to be a little more present while his life’s work was unveiled, but he knew what he was getting into by agreeing to work under someone like tony stark. he hands everything he has over to his boss.

tony renames his blood, sweat and tears Binary Augmented Retro-Framing device, or BARF, to an audience full of (ignorant, fucking ignorant!) laughing college students. uses it as a gimmicky side-show while unveiling some other completely different initiative, while beck stands backstage, staring, slack-jawed. there is not a single mention of the years it took to put together even a prototype of the thing, what it means to have a technology so intuitive that it’s the new cutting edge in biotech, the endless legal and ethical loopholes that beck had to circumvent to test the thing, the endless possibilities that it opens–

stark’s taken it all away. the project that consumed the last ten years of his life–gone. signed away to a fucking megalomaniac in a metal suit.

beck goes back to his empty apartment that night, numb, opens his liquor cabinet and goes to town. the next morning, drunk and blind with fury, he storms up to tony stark’s office to give him a piece of his mind. of course, he doesn’t actually make it anywhere near tony’s office; he’s thrown out on his ass by security before he can make it past the lobby. he’s fired by email later that day; told that they will press charges if he tries anything like he did that day again. 

beck doesn’t explode, contrary to stark’s claims of ‘instability’. he’s not giving tony the satisfaction of flaming out and fading away into obscurity. after all, he was the brains of the operation, and stark can’t take that away from him. he can focus on clowning around in that suit of his all he wants; beck’s going to come up with stuff that’ll blow his company fucking out of the water. all he needs is patience, and time, and–

a team.

he sends emails to everyone from his old team. only a few reply–and even they are reluctant to risk their jobs at stark industries to work with him. only one person replies positively and agrees to meet him.

the next day, quentin is sitting across from a nervous peter parker at a mcdonalds and he thinks: this is where it all begins.

2.

peter parker is… weird.

when he’s actually present, oh, he’s a fucking revelation: the kid has a knack for making something out of virtually nothing; he’s worked wonders on the few pieces of old tech that beck was able to wrangle by calling in favours with old acquaintances. he rambles and makes silly jokes, but there’s always something fresh and insightful to what he says. it’s like his mind is not just a few steps ahead of everybody else, but fucking doing somersaults on the ceiling. more than anything else, he believes: in the potential of beck’s work, the ways it could revolutionise any number of fields, how it could help people. he’s all beck could ever ask for in an assistant, in a partner, and he can scarcely believe this is the same man as that unassuming intern who worked for him so many years ago.

the kicker, though, is that peter parker isn’t often… present. he often comes in late or cancels altogether, citing one emergency or the other. there are several mornings when he stumbles in, utterly exhausted, hands closed around a jumbo-sized coffee like it’s his lifeline. for a long while, beck is willing to let it go: after all, peter’s pursuing his phd, working in another lab that actually pays him, and looking after his aunt. besides, he’s a twenty-something young man in new york city who’s handsome in a charming, dorkish sort of way–of course he’s going to have a social life. 

still… it’s worrying. he’s not sure he wants to sit peter down and talk about it  (that would be mortifying for both of them, beck thinks); he settles for working even harder to put a couple of projects together so that he can apply for funding and actually pay the kid like he deserves. in the meantime, he makes sure to buy peter a meal whenever he can, and if his insides wobble a little whenever peter beams at offers of a pizza night, beck will have you know that it means nothing, okay?

3. 

when beck discovers that peter’s spider-man, it’s an accident. 

he goes to the lab in the middle of the night to pick up his phone that he’d forgotten; peter cancelled on him again that day, and beck’s long, long rope is starting to fray. when he turns to leave, he hears a muffled thump. across the dark, cavernous room, spider-man–spider-man!–climbs through an open window and collapses in an ungraceful heap on the floor. beck stands stock-still as the hero groans and tugs at his mask–to reveal peter parker’s face, stark and pale in the moonlight spilling through the window.

for a long, seemingly interminable moment, beck holds his breath. 

in that moment, a lot of things start making sense.

spider-man–peter parker!–reaches one hand out, makes some sort of gesture, and a web shoots out of his wrist, snags a water bottle and brings it to his hand. peter tips his head back and chugs. he’s still not gotten up from the floor; there are rips in his suit, and beck thinks he can see blood–

no. no. he doesn’t want to see anymore. it feels weirdly intimate, and beck isn’t sure if he ever knew the first thing about peter parker after all. he closes his eyes, turns, and slips away quietly.

quentin beck doesn’t go back to his lab for two days, doesn’t answer calls or emails. peter is particularly persistent, even offering to visit his apartment, but beck puts that off with a terse, ‘no. i’m fine. call you later.’ he spends most of those two days staggering with the sheer magnitude of the secret that he’s just discovered–no wonder the asshole was always late! he was too busy swinging from buildings and taking down costumed supervillains!–and the betrayal, which overcomes him in waves. all the while beck was looking fondly on peter, even considering him a protege, he was doing something that beck had repeatedly spoken of with profound contempt. and peter even agreed with him several times! with a straight face! he’s nothing but a two-timing, manipulative sociopath, just like stark–

–oh dear god.

oh no no no no no. 

he’s seen spider-man help out stark and the avengers a few times, hasn’t he? he’s never been announced as an official avenger, but these costumed freaks all flock together often, yeah? was peter parker assigned to spy on beck? did stark put him up to it? he must’ve; stark probably didn’t like that beck was smarter, better, capable of so much more–and that he was all of this without having been handed an entire multi-million dollar company on a silver platter.

and yet–

all of peter’s wide-eyed sincerity, his belief, his passion–beck can’t have imagined all of that, right? there has to be at least a part of him that beck can–can still love–

god-fucking-dammit.

fine. if he can’t ever get away from these costumed weirdos, then he’s just going to do what he’s always done: work with what he’s got.

4.

the next time beck sees peter, it’s three weeks later and he says, “i know you’re spider-man.”

to peter’s credit, he looks surprised only for a fraction of a second; if beck wasn’t looking for it (if beck didn’t know peter as well as he did) he would’ve never noticed. 

peter laughs. “fine,” he says. “sure, and you’re iron man.”

beck hasn’t the time for games. “i saw you in costume, peter. i won’t lie and tell you that i wasn’t hurt that you’d hide that from me, but rest assured that i will keep your secret.”

peter’s face freezes in a half-smile, mouth slightly open, as if he’s just lined up his next joke to dismiss what beck said. suddenly, his smile disappears and he… deflates. “sorry,” he says, his gaze shifting to the ground. “i didn’t mean–it’s just–i try so hard to keep my day job and my… other job separate, you know? and i don’t want to put the people i love in even more danger than they already face by just living in a world where there’s an alien invasion every other week, so, i just. you know.”

beck firmly dismisses the way his heart flutters at people i love and says, “i know. and honestly? given what the world’s like these days? it’s great you’re out there doing what you do.”

peter gives him a tentative smile. “dr. beck, you know, i’m so glad you’re taking this so well–i came so close to telling you so many times because i felt so bad making up excuses for missing out on such exciting work, and–”

“but peter, you’re fired.”

“–if i’d known that–wait.” peter blinks once, deliberately. it’s almost comical. “what?”

“i said you’re fired, peter,” beck tells him pleasantly. “i appreciate everything you’ve done tremendously–and rest assured that you will get credit where credit is due–but going forward… this just won’t work out, pete.”

“what? no, no, no, wait.” peter leans forward. “i’ve–we’ve made it work so far, right? i’ll find time–i’ll cut back on… other things. dr. beck,” and now he has the audacity to grab beck’s hands, and beck thinks he’s going to rip apart at the seams from all the emotion that’s coursing through him right now, “what you’re doing is inspiring. it’s going to help so many people. please let me be a part of it.”

“you’re already helping people.” you’ve helped enough.

“dr. beck, ple–”

“come on now, peter, spider-man doesn’t beg!” beck looks away from peter’s pleading, desperate eyes. he needs to remember that these superhero types always love to put on a show. whether that’s stark, or pe–spider-man. “this doesn’t mean the end of our friendship, peter. i’ll see you around.”

he walks away before peter can say another word.

5.

beck collects more of stark industries’ rejects and malcontents for his team, but this time his pitch is different: if the world has moved on, if the only way to be important and beloved and heard is to fly around with a cape and lasers shooting out of your hands, then that is exactly what he’s fucking going to do. he focusses more on illusion technology, fashioning spectacles that will only ever be limited by his own imagination. it’s slow, arduous work, but–ironically–peter has already done most of the ground work, and it’s a matter of building from there.

peter tries calling him for the first few weeks after their last meeting; beck never answers. it takes longer than beck thought it would for him to stop trying. kid was always tenacious as hell.

then ultron happens. the u.n. blows up. then the sokovia accords.

the avengers split up, going for each other’s throats: iron man on one side, captain america on the other. beck’s a little relieved to see that spider-man isn’t on either side. 

the whole thing ends up going to hell, and a complete PR disaster for stark and co. there’s far less superhero activity after that, and stark’s operations shrink considerably–which honestly just means beck has more disgruntled, brilliant ex-employees to recruit to his cause. even spider-man goes completely underground.

(peter parker, though, is teaching at empire state. so beck is not too worried. yet.)

it’s the perfect time to debut mysterio.

6.

it always ends on a bridge, in the eye of a firestorm.

peter’s grip is inhumanly strong; beck can feel the bones in his wrist grind and pop. he drops the gun he was pointing at peter’s head and tries to twist away.

“we could’ve accomplished so much together.” peter looks angry, but he sounds… mournful.

beck tastes blood at the back of his throat. “we still can,” he gasps. “it’s not too late.”

peter doesn’t say no, and he clings to that even as darkness consumes him and he falls.

-

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[krystalia-productions]

Dice's new and updated Bio!

It was so unaccurate, a whole new bio was needed lol. Some original info is in there, but most of it has changed. So here you go!

AU: Dicetale

Name: Sans Zariaki

Nickname(s): Dice, Dicey, Monopoly Master

Sex: Male

Age: 29

Species: Skeleton monster

Sexuality: Pansexual

Height: 5'3

Weight: 120 lbs

Birthday: December 23rd

Relationship Status: Taken! By Peppermint (who belongs to @mangofritter )

 Likes: fire. Crunchy foods. Sharp objects. Spirals or anything twisty looking. He likes heat and fire. His favorite thing to eat are peppermint hard candies. He likes the minty taste and the red swirls on them. Favorite color is blue and he really likes actual dice and collects them. Likes playing any game and will beat you at any game no matter what you do. Hes a professional gamer due to his AU and his constant training in the past.

Dislikes: the mention of his past and AU, or anything that might remind him of it. He also doesn't like being asked where he's from or where he lives (normally won't answer). He hates Chara. He hates cats. The thought of hurting somebody when he doesn’t mean to. And anything about his scars/self-harm.

 Personality: he's Insane. Very insane and tired. Hes learned to control himself more and more in the last year's because of all this. It's possible he could have an "episode" if he's not keeping on on himself when he's alone. But for the most part he's calm and emotionless. When he eats Peppermint candy he becomes emotionless, as he says it's for the best anyway so his emotions do not get the best of him. He is constantly tired as he forces himself to stay awake for a couple days at a time for self torture for what he's done in the past. Not only that but even while awake or asleep, he's laying in the snow at night time hours. His bones are numb most of the time. He also Self-harms on his arms and legs with his dagger, and is good at hiding. (He doesn't swim and even if it's hot, the only thing he will take off is his Jacket.) He feels highly guilty for the things he's done in the past, which is why he constantly tortures himself without his friends knowing. He does not talk much. Sometimes not at all. A lot of times he feels his opinion isn't really important, and half the time hes more or less.. afraid he might screw up. He mostly talks to the people he's most comfortable with. But this takes time. Aside from that, he likes playing monopoly and other games. Monopoly is the game he's is absolutely best at. He Is also afraid of cats. He will legitimately freak out over seeing one. His emotions can run wild when not kept in check and they can change in seconds if he's not realizing he's not keeping track of himself. He knows Sign Language (ASL). He wishes he could use it more often around others and his friends to save him from talking, because he generally just likes being mute sometimes. It's often unknown that he knows this, but sometimes he will, out of habit, use Sign Language to speak to his friends without realizing for a few seconds that he did that when they don't know it themselves. Moving on, his eyes are very weird as you know, with the swirls and all. When he's focused on something or something, the swirls fade away. Not only this, but when he's not focused, everything is dull and muted (mute colors) and his vision is even just a tiny bit blurry. When he does focus, he can see perfectly and all the colors are normal in his vision. (Bright colors are seen and are not muted. Complete perfect vision). When it comes to his magic, he's very hesitant about it. The most he does is make things float about and around, and few bones and all. He doesn't particularly like fighting as he is, for the most part, pacifist. But he will if one of his friends or his brother is in danger. If you really piss him off, or if your too strong for what he's normally brutal with, he will unleash his full power of magic. (Which is what he did when he accidently destroyed his AU.) He gets this from his mother who left the family when he was young. He also plays the saxophone.

.:Relationships:.

(Canon in AU)

Atticus Zariaki (Dicetale!Papyrus)- Dice had a great relationship with his brother. They kept each other happy and always had each others backs. They were both rather pacifist with humans unless they really saw the human was rather evil. But they never saw one until Frisk came along. Chara was the cause of their broken relationship by driving Dice insane and causing Atticus to be frightened more than ever and ran off away from the AU after saying a few heart breaking words to Dice.

Dicetale!Gaster Zariaki - Dice's father, and royal Scientist. Gaster worked under the king as the royal Scientist, but that never stopped him from caring deeply for his kids and wife. He always made time for them. He was also Mite for the most part after a small accident in the lab, giving him scars on his face. So he learned sign language along with his Wife and they both taught it to Dice, and Dice taught it to Atticus. He taught Dice his education well through gaming and trained him in his magic and gaming itself. After his Wife left because of reasons he only knew about, he had to work more often and wasn't home much. But he always made sure to call as often as he could. It is believed he survived the destruction of the AU, but no evidence has been found to prove this true.

Alyssandra Zariaki (Dice and Atticus's mother, Gaster's Wife) - Dice and Alyssandra had a rather special relationship. Dice remembers every memory with her with every single detail in them. He doesn't know how as he's not able to describe other memories as well as the ones with his mother. Dice did almost everything in the house with her. To cooking and Cleaning, sewing and etc. The relationship came to an abrupt end when she left the family and the spot in his soul for her has felt empty ever since. He hopes his mother is still alive somewhere but it is unknown whether she is or not. He's not too worried about it, but feels guilty either way.

Dicetale!Alphys - Dice and Alphys had a pretty good relationship. Granted half the time he didn't know what she was talking about when it came to science, but most of the time they watched anime. Both of them used to sing the Japanese songs together all the time and even cosplayed a few times and just ran around the lab. They connected well with this while Atticus and Undyne connected through training and common interests as well. Sometimes they all hung out together and played games, which is where Dice mostly got the nickname "monopoly master". Alphys is Deceased since she was killed along with the AU. Dice misses her quite a lot.

Dicetale!Undyne - Dice and Undyne didn't have too much of a relationship. He mostly just watched her behavior for the most part to understand when she might get aggressive. He knew she wasn't fond of humans, and she has killed them for the most part, so he was always wary around her, but nonetheless acted the same. He even trained with her a couple times while watching Atticus do his training. In the end, when turned went insane, she gave Dice the hole in the back of his head. She was ultimately killed by Dice's own hands, and he regrets it.

Dicetale!Toriel - they were pretty friends. They talked through the door about their worries and wonders. Special thoughts or secrets they had. They had even met in person as Toriel let him into her house a few times for better conversations. Dice enjoyed her butterscotch cinnamon pie with pure delight. They as well played games and even cooked together. Toriel died a long with the AU as well in the end. Dice misses their conversations and sharing of secrets and thoughts they always promised to keep no matter what.

Dicetale!Mettaton - he knew of him. Saw him in his nice clothes and all. Mettaton owned a show and was famous all around the underground. His game shows were the highest rated show in the underground. Dice wasn't really interested in the game shows but he watched them with his brother when they had free time and nothing else to do. Atticus got to meet Mettaton at one point and has been a big idol to him since then

Dicetale!Frisk - Dice and Frisk were pretty good friends. Always encouraging of each other. Dice in particular always told Frisk to keep going, to not give up on their journey, and that as long as they had determination, he would be by their  side. Atticus was the same way. Frisk made it to the end of the journey and gave all the monsters the chance to live on the surface. Dice found it rather fascinating and explored around with Frisk around the surface. Eventually this all came to an end after 3 years when Chara finally decided to tamper with everything and reset everything. They never got to the surface again. Frisk escaped out of the AU and they are still alive in the present.

Dicetale!Chara - Dice has pure hatred toward her. He can see her with his own eyes (while others can't), so he knows that it wasn't Frisk who reset everything. Chara was the one who drove him insane after many, many resets and seeing his brother killed. He also died many times during this, only to be brought back after a reset for more of the same torture. After Dice destroyed the AU, he hasn't seen Chara since. But he's highly afraid that since Frisk is still alive, Chara is as well

(Canon with other Aus and characters)

Lyric - They have a good relationship. Dice is over more often than not just to relax and sometimes help clean to occupy himself or even help Lyric with her music. But they also have quite a few arguments as well. He enjoys the music Lyric creates and sometimes signs the music and lyrics as he listens.

Snazz - they have a good relationship, they just don't always get along. They have arguments over whether Dice cheats in the games they play or sometimes just messing with each other for the fun of it. Although, Snazz sometimes does Piss Dice off and Dice brings out the cleaning supplies to use on him. They have their agreements as Well, but a lot of the time they are just messing with each other. However, he does not know about Dice's past or crimes.

Peppermint - Dice and Peppermint have a romantic relationship-- in other words, they are dating! Peppermint brings a lot of joy into Dice's life since the destruction of his AU. They make each other happy and Dice would do anything for him with no questions asked. He trusts Peppermint completely. Peppermint does know about his past and his crimes, and granted he didn't take it Well, their relationship never changed.

Sloth - They have a good relationship. Dice is sometimes confused with the things he says or does, but he goes with it nonetheless. He doesn't talk to Sloth much, but he's slowly getting more and more talkative with him. He enjoys his company as well. He dies not know about Dice's past or crimes

Gear - another good relationship. Dice doesn't mind Gear's company as Well, and finds him rather interesting in fact. Granted he doesn't talk to Gear much either, he mostly talks to him when hanging around all the others. He enjoys the conversations they have as well. He does not know about Dice's past or crimes

Techno - Dice and Techno actually have a pretty great relationship. Dice talks to Techno almost as much as he talks to Peppermint. He loves the conversations and things they do together. They very much have a brotherly relationship and pretty much have each others back for the most part. Dice would do almost anything for him as well. However, he does not know about His past and crimes.

Coffee - they have an okay relationship. Most of the time Coffee is Dice's boss. Dice some jobs for him to gain some money to survive. Their conversations range everywhere and sometimes end up in yelling arguments or roaring laughter. Sometimes they hang out while the coffee shop is closed and have "coffee time." Coffee does not know about Dice's past or crimes.

Cado - doesn't know him too Well, barley talks to him as he's not really used to having him around yet. He will eventually talk more with him possibly.

PB - barely knows him at all, has a bad feeling about him but leaves it alone unless he provokes Dice. That rarely happens. Has been studying his behavior carefully whenever he's around. He does not know about Dice's past or crimes (and probably never will)

Mason - their relationship is just starting. They don't know each other very Well. So Dice doesn't talk much to him either. But it's already evident that Mason doesn't like losing to Dice in any games. He does not know about Dice's past or crimes.

Here it all is! The new and improved Bio for Dice! I'm hoping to make a bio for Atticus soon, so watch out for that!

If you think I missed anything, PLEASE let me know!! Thank you!

Updated November 15th 2017!

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[acaseforpencils]

Tom Bachtell.

Portraits of Mr. Bachtell by Jennifer Greenburg

Bio: ​I've been freelancing for close to 30 years. My work appears each week in "The Talk of the Town" and other sections of The New Yorker, but I've also been published in The New York Times, New York Magazine, Entertainment Weekly, Newsweek, GQ, Town & Country, The Wall Street Journal, London's Evening Standard, The Boston Globe, and Chicago Tribune. I illustrated Robert Trachtenberg's When I Knew (Harper Collins) and the cover for Trump and Me by Mark Singer (Penguin Random House). I've also done work for The Risør International Chamber Music Festival in Norway, the Irving S. Gilmore International Keyboard Festivals and Awards (Kalamazoo, Michigan), and Cal Performances at the University of California, Berkeley.

Read the accompanying article here.

My favorite work I’ve done: That's tough. I have a lot of favorites, and I'm also very critical of my own work --- I'll go with a portrait I did of President Barack Obama's Farewell Speech. I like the layers of emotions in it.

Tools of choice:​ Vis-a-Vis Wet Erase Markers, a wide assortment of new and old brushes, India Ink, a Wite Out pen, and an X-Acto knife.

Tool I wish I could use better:  A drawing tablet. I would probably have to spend a lot of time I don't have right now practicing on a drawing tablet to achieve what I do by hand. There's a certain irony there --- I'm self-taught as an artist, and I was initially afraid of ink because it seemed to be such a permanent medium. Now I can't imagine not using it.

Tool I wish existed: ​Maybe an invisi-sphere that allowed me to sketch people on the street without being seen.

Tricks: ​How can a magician give up tricks? (:^)) When developing a sketch of someone, I frequently cut apart and combine several sketches --- I try to treat it as a game. To snazz up my drawings, I put on swing music. To capture an expression, I try to make the expression myself. I use a Wite Out pen to reverse out of black. I try to make mistakes on purpose, to keep the drawing loose.

Misc: Every once in a while, I go to the art supply store and force myself to buy something I've never used before, and then use it. Sometimes it doesn't amount to anything, and sometimes it becomes a new tool.

Website, etc. ​

Tombachtell.com

Cartoonbank.com

My work is available in limited edition and open prints and can also be licensed through the Cartoon Bank. I'm redesigning my website, and will be offering prints there, as well.

Be sure to check out Case’s Instagram and Twitter for fun quotes and photos!

[ollkorrect1993]

Oll Korrect 2017.07.09

Oll Korrect

2017.7.9(日) at 中野heavysick ZERO

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【Special Guest Live】

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【Release Live】

Leonald

TkCk

【Live】

18scott

Mid-S

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Tatooine

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amir-$

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Soushi

youheyhey

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IORY

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■Bio

唾奇（ツバキ）

独特、奇妙、ナチュラルでハイ。シーン内外から定評のある彼の世界観は時に徹底的なまでに冷徹であり、時に日���の様に暖かく聴くものを安堵させる。対局の様な交わる事の無いそれぞれを絶妙なフィーリングでつなぎ合わせるのは言わずもがな彼のゲットー育ちのバックボーンからなるリリシズムだ。それはリアルな現実を生き抜き、自己を見つめる事を忘れず徹底したラフさを身につけた彼以外は作り上げられ無いだろう。製作に関してもSweet William とタッグを組む事が多く、様々なアンセム、クラシックを日々作り上げている。またIO,YOUNG JUJU,CHICO CARLITO などとも親交も深くヒット曲を連発。彼独自の世界観、その才能にHIPHOP の枠を飛び越え様々なアーティストの信頼を得ている。血の通った音楽が出来る少ないアーティストの1 人だろう。

http://instagram.com/tubaki_hito

https://twitter.com/tubaki_0804

唾奇 × Sweet William 「Jasmine」

https://open.spotify.com/album/4zvpLJFoi3Nbg0UZfu6cWL

https://itun.es/jp/BFRYib

Leonald（レオナルド）

沖縄県那覇市在住のラッパー。独特なフロウと素直なリリシズムが特徴。その特徴を活かし県内外で着実に支持を得ている、若手注目ラッパーの1人である。

2015年より、同じく那覇市在住のラッパーSlim Boyと"bonsai"を結成。 現在、ILL-SUGIやWATTERをはじめとしたビートメイカー勢を迎え、自身初となるEPを作成中。

http://instagram.com/leonald_0113_bonsai

https://twitter.com/eyw_c

https://soundcloud.com/leonaald-arasaki

First EP「Blue Bubble 」

https://itun.es/jp/wE0Bkb

TkCk（テーケーセーケー）

TakiとCKから成るユニット。 

煙たい空間を基盤に光を彷徨う世界は一度耳に含まないとわからない。 池袋bedを拠点に活動を行い、着実なバランスを保ちつつ、 Handsome Storyを過ごしている。

https://twitter.com/TkCk_tandc

http://instagram.com/tkck_tandc

First Album「Progress」

https://open.spotify.com/album/032nx8amtrkXSVtoM1PKQK

https://itun.es/jp/hLoGjb

18scott（ジュウハチスコット）

http://instagram.com/18scott_is_here

https://twitter.com/MLTPLMN

https://soundcloud.com/kid8ishere

Mid-S（ミッドエス）

http://instagram.com/mid5sy

https://twitter.com/Mid_S_0218

https://soundcloud.com/mid-s-2

https://ollkorrect011.bandcamp.com/album/snazz-yella

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http://instagram.com/tatooooine

https://twitter.com/tatooine1993

https://tatooine1993.bandcamp.com/music

https://soundcloud.com/tatooine

Leo Iwamura (meltin'spot) (レオイワムラ)

http://instagram.com/leoiwamura

https://twitter.com/bootzilla0423

https://soundcloud.com/leo-iwamura

amir-$ (アミールエス)

http://instagram.com/amirs995

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[radioactivesoda-gw2]

AND THE SECOND BATCH OF OUTFIT PROMPTS :DD

First batch

Now that these are done I can get to work doodling the next part of Vex and Khallalh’s ‘origins.’ xD

Comments below! ‘w’

1. Khallalh & Snazz in bunny suits. While Khallalh doesn’t care about wearing gendered clothing, he does mind wearing promiscuous clothing in public. =w= He sees revealing clothing in the same way he sees displaying affection, such matters are meant to be private between consenting individuals. He doesn’t think badly of others who choose to dress one way or another, but when it comes to “scandalous” clothing on himself in front of others, he vehemently rejects the notion.

Snazz has almost no care for any clothing type, but he has a lot of care for his friends, and will do anything to protect them. XDD Actually this is the second time he’s used his body to shield someone from others. XDDD

2. Khallalh in beach wear He is okay with wearing the open side because he is wearing shorts under it. :D And again he’s chill with gendered clothing because he sees it as “just clothing.”

3. Crystal in cheerleader I absolutely think Crystal was probably a cheer leader at some point in her life. But she probably got kicked off the team for sleeping during practice, getting stains on her uniform, and excessive snacking. XDD Aside from these things she was an excellent cheerleader.

4. Zarrn in nurse uniform FEATURING GUEST CHARACTERS: ZARRN’S PARENTS. XDD They probably somehow got him in this outfit as a prank, and clearly, they think it is very funny. XD As mentioned in his bio, he, his mom, and his dad, prank one another a lot, but it’s like a family thing, even if they get annoyed by the pranks they all have an appreciation for the art…and will be able to get the other family member(s) back with an even better prank…so it doesn’t bother them much. XDD

Family full of edgy lil’punks. XDDD