#tøp ask game

[moonchild-in-blue]

For the ask game, 30, 79, 94

Oh hello there! Thank you for these ☺️💙✨

30 - whats your favorite candle scent?

HMMM okay. I am a sucker for anything cherry / black cherry scented. Also there's this one candle I got not too long ago that smells like roses and oud and it's!! Yum.

Or basically anything that's warm and strong and sweet and oriental I suppose? As in vanilla x woodsy/earthy, NOT cinnamon (love to eat it, not a huge fan of candles. They smell like Christmas and I'm very much not a Christmas gal).

79 - do you believe in ghosts?

Nope! I think they're great in fiction, and the perfect low-effort Halloween costume, but I don't believe they're real. I do believe in demons / spirits and the like, and you won't ever catch me watching horror movies that mess with that.

94 - favorite lyrics right now?

AUGH OKAY. As I've made it abundantly clear, my whole being is currently consumed by Clancy, the new TØP album. My favourite lyrics keep changing, so. Since Backslide is playing as I write these, have the whole chorus because yeah:

I don't wanna backslide to where I've started from There's no chance I will shake this again 'Cause I feel the pull, water's over my head Strength enough for one more time Reach my hand above the tide I'll take anything you have if you could throw me a line I should've loved you better Do you think that now's the time you should let go? It's over my head

These hit particularly because, without getting into details, this has been me for the past few months. It sucks when you work really hard to get yourself out of a certain mindspace, only to end up there again.

It's been incredibly hard not to fall on old habits, but I'm doing it. Just like the lyrics say, there's no way I can pick myself up again from THAT, so falling is simply not an option.

ANYWAYS SORRY ABOUT THE INFODUMPING LMAO, we ball 🤪✌️

[dasloddl]

7 + 1 twenty one pilots ask

1. when/how did you discover them? + what was the first song you listened to? in 2016 when they played stressed out up and down on the radio... I loved the way Tyler pronounced the "d" in stressed out... so a bit basic but you know, I'm glad it was a hit or else I might not have found them

2. have you been on concert(s)? once in 2019 on the bandito tour in Berlin (I got to spend valentines day with them <3)

3. do you remember where you were when trench dropped (if you were a fan by then)? when they released natn and jumpsuit I was in Croatia with no mobile data and shitty signal... so I took my moms partners phone to basically the only spot where I could get signal and downloaded the two songs on spotify on the actual release on oct 5th-ish I was in my moms partners flat, they were asleep and my phone had no power... so I took his laptop and headphones to listen to the album... I cried the whole time

4. favourite thing about the clique? when I went to the concert there were people giving out yellow duct tape and everyone really dressed the part... it felt like we were all part of something bigger

5. any memorable/funny/interesting quote (from interviews/bts footage/…) you especially like? i've had "its possible but is it plausible" as my whatsapp status for a few years now, idk why really... *slap* NO is also a classic... oh or sEX 'n the ciTyYYyYy

6. what would you want to ask/tell them if you got the chance? I would tell them thank you for being there for me with their music but also how inspiring they are with battling social anxiety, depression,...

7. which tattoo would you like to know the meaning of (if you do)? josh's sleeve

8. additional question you want to ask the people you tagged which album cover do you like best?

tagging: @i-seeaspaceshipinthe-sky @nedpilots @silverlininghills @knowforme

[officerdougeiffel]

1 & 4 for the ask game!

1. first song that comes to mind

traitors requiem (uragirimono no requiem) by daisuke hasegawa. my friend just sent me some jjba art on tiktok and part 4 is my favourite

4. song that you cried to in middle school

oh god I could pick one million. but ill go with what a catch donnie by fall out boy, the ghost of you by my chemical romance and wake me up when spetember ends by green day

ask game

[sleepyjim]

music ask: 6, 7, and 20 ?

6- a song that makes you want to dance (i think)

party poison by mcr babey !!!! lots of Noises amd a funky baseline and and and . its such a fun song bro

7- a song to drive to

i can't drive lolzy but . what sarah said by death cab for cutie is nice when im in the car for a while and need to Think

20- a song with many meanings to you

ough ough ouhfh. jar of hearts by christina perri , but specifically the tøp cover . would talk abt it but is a Lot

[splatattackz]

more sponsorship ideas from one of my friends:

- IKEA sponsorship in the style of the Sims IKEA expansion packs. Adding thousands of furniture models might crash most of the players but that's fine as long as they pay well.

- Doied Rat poison endorsement. Any brand works. Tease it as Roier lore, have Doied hunt down his brother in a cinematic. Doesn't have to succeed in killing him as long as we get the views

- Dunkin' Donuts. The Eggs have to be fed baked goods anyway, why not change the bakery into a Dunkin' Donuts shop? Eggs might grow up to hate donuts after only being fed them but at least they come in many different designs.

- Raid Shadow Legends. I'd write something else here if all the ads had actually taught me what this game is.

- NordVPNMart. Don't have to figure out how this would work if we just make Roier put up some pngs.

- Any brand of pet food. Cellbit might not agree initially but surely we can work something out.

- Duolingo. An event perhaps? Duo logs on to test everyone's language skills, losers are removed from the server forever.

- Twenty One Pilots. Trust me on this one, connecting the QSMP and tøp lore makes total sense and would be beneficial for all.

- Brazil.

- BadBoyHalo. He probably has at least 5 dollars, he should share.

- Mr. Clean. Fit's a janitor already anyway, why not get some cash by putting a brand name on his supplies? And they're both bald too! Limited edition magic erasers with his face on the box maybe? They can pay QSMP for using Fit's likeness, just make sure he doesn't ask any questions about why he's not the one getting the money.

[velvetcake96]

Game plan, print out some TØP related stuff for my dorm room walls because I have enough XDH SKZ and Itzy related stuff and all I have is my SaI bandanna. Problem with game plan… I don’t know what to print off.

So I am asking for assistance with ideas, please, I beg.

[oldiesstationlover11607]

HIII BESTIEEE!!!

If you’re open to the idea of writing a Joseph!Reader x Josh enemies to lovers where reader has always loved hanging around the boys playing music and wants so hard to fit in with them but Josh is always pushing her away and doesn’t want her to join the band (because he knows he can’t have her cause she is Tyler’s sister 👀👀)

Tyty I can’t wait to see what you do with this !!!

Pushing me away - Josh Dun x Joseph!Reader

Warnings: Angst lol but it ends in fluff

Word Count: 3057 - long for you bestie

A/N: Hope you enjoy this! I low key love writing sibling fics for tøp! Can't wait for your next request :)

It all began when Tyler, Josh, and I hit the road for their summer tour. I had only known Josh for a few months, but Tyler managed to convince our mom to let me tag along, claiming it would be a “learning experience”—something about getting a firsthand look at the music industry. I wasn’t going to argue. Since their first garage practice, I’d been sneaking into every jam session, wanting to be part of the music, part of their world. But on tour, it quickly became clear that one thing stood in the way of that dream. One irritating, maddening, nearly six-foot-tall roadblock: Josh.

Tyler was obsessed with him. Josh this, Josh that—his best friend, his bandmate, practically his shadow. And at first, I was excited too. I'd always admired Josh’s talent from a distance, the way he made drumming look effortless, how he could light up a room with a laugh or a silly face. But up close, I quickly realized that something wasn’t right.

Every time I tried to hang out with them, Josh would find some subtle way to push me away. It started with little things, like asking me to grab something from the van while they set up. But then it escalated. “Oh, Y/N, you should check out the local sights!” or “Why don't you explore the city today? We’ll catch up later.” Every single time, like clockwork, I found myself alone, wandering streets I'd never been to, while Tyler and Josh bonded without me.

Today was no different.

“Y/N, can you grab some coffee? I heard there’s this amazing spot just down the street,” Josh asked, barely looking up as he spun a drumstick in his hand, cool and effortless. Tyler was sitting on the floor, adjusting some tracks on his laptop, completely oblivious. I had been curled up on a chair, humming along to Tyler’s chords, holding his ukulele while they ran through ideas for the night’s setlist.

I blinked, the weight of disappointment settling deep in my chest. “Uh… sure, I guess.”

The words tasted bitter. I had been so excited for this particular stop on the tour. I’d even highlighted it on my phone calendar, dreaming of watching them work together, getting a glimpse of what it felt like to be part of the music. But instead, I’d been reduced to the role of glorified coffee runner.

I set Tyler’s uke down, grabbed my wallet, and headed for the door, my footsteps heavy as I left the practice space. The sun was just barely beginning to heat up the sleepy city streets. It was early, too early for the ache of rejection that pulsed through me. But I didn’t want to make a scene. Not here. Not with Tyler watching.

The coffee shop was cute, at least. Small, with mismatched furniture scattered across the floor. The walls were painted in warm, inviting shades of cream and teal, with a bright pink neon sign in the shape of a coffee mug glowing behind the counter. I couldn’t help but smile at it. Neon signs were kind of my thing. Tyler and I had even turned it into a game—spotting them along the way to each city. I loved how they glowed against the dark, offering a bit of light when everything else felt dim.

I ordered the coffee and leaned against the aquamarine wall, waiting for the drinks to be ready when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I checked the screen: Mom.

“Hey, Ma,” I greeted, forcing a bit of cheer into my voice.

“Honey! How’s the tour? Are you having fun?” Her voice was filled with so much warmth, I almost felt guilty. I knew she was thrilled that Tyler and I were getting to spend this time together, and I didn’t want to crush that hope.

“It’s… good,” I lied, chewing on the inside of my cheek.

“Are you with the boys? Can I say hi to Tyler?”

My heart sank. “I’m, uh… grabbing coffee for them. They’re back at the venue,” I explained, trying to sound casual.

She hesitated. “Why aren’t you with them?”

I swallowed hard. “Josh—well, Josh’s been kind of… weird. Keeps finding ways to get me to leave them alone, I guess.” It sounded ridiculous now that I said it out loud.

Mom sighed softly, her voice gentle but firm. “Tyler mentioned something about that. He’s noticed, honey.”

Of course, he had. Tyler was always perceptive, probably more than I ever gave him credit for. “I just don’t get why Josh doesn’t like me. I’ve tried everything to fit in, but it’s like he’s always looking for ways to push me out,” I admitted, my frustration finally spilling over. “I just want to be part of what they’re doing. It’s like—like I don’t belong.”

Mom was quiet for a moment before she spoke. “Sweetheart, I’m sure it’s not about you. Sometimes… Boys are complicated. Maybe he’s just overwhelmed with the tour.”

I wanted to believe her, but I knew there was more to it. The way Josh would look at me when he thought I wasn’t paying attention. How his jaw would clench whenever I tried to be close to them. There was something else. Something he wasn’t saying. 

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I clutched the phone tighter. I didn’t know how to tell my mom what it really felt like—how every glance Josh gave me felt like a dagger, cutting through any hope I had of fitting in. But I couldn’t admit that. Not yet. 

“I guess,” I murmured, though I knew deep down there was more to it. Something Tyler hadn’t seen, something I couldn’t quite figure out. 

Mom’s soft sigh echoed through the line. “Give it time, Y/N. Things will get better. And don’t be afraid to talk to your brother about how you’re feeling.”

“I’ll try, Ma.” It was all I could promise. The barista called my name, and I pulled the phone away. “Gotta go, the coffee’s ready.”

“Okay, honey. Be safe. Love you,” she said, her voice warm and encouraging.

“Love you too,” I replied before ending the call.

I grabbed the drinks and started back toward the venue, my mind swirling with questions. Josh had always been distant, but now it felt like there was something heavier weighing on him whenever I was around. Maybe it was the tour stress like my mom said, but maybe… it was something else.

By the time I reached the venue, my hands were trembling slightly. I hated feeling like this—like I was always walking on eggshells, like I didn’t know where I stood. The sound of Tyler and Josh talking drifted out of the practice space as I pushed open the door.

“Thanks, Y/N,” Tyler grinned, walking over to grab his coffee. He gave me a quick side hug, as if he could sense the unease hanging around me.

“Yeah, no problem,” I mumbled, trying to focus on the warmth of Tyler’s brief hug instead of the way Josh was staring down at his drumsticks, avoiding eye contact altogether. It wasn’t unusual. He always found a way to look through me instead of at me.

I handed Josh his coffee without a word, forcing myself to keep my expression neutral. He muttered a quick “thanks” under his breath, still refusing to meet my gaze. The silence that followed stretched uncomfortably between us, broken only by the faint buzz of Tyler’s laptop in the background.

This was becoming unbearable. Every moment around Josh was like this—tense, awkward, like we were circling something neither of us wanted to confront. And I was tired. Tired of being the one pushed away. Tired of pretending it didn’t hurt every time Josh found another excuse to distance himself. 

Tyler was busy adjusting his laptop, his face focused on the screen as the next track queued up. I glanced over at Josh, who was tapping his drumsticks on his knee, a subtle frown creasing his forehead.

Suddenly, Josh stood up, muttering something about needing air before heading toward the door. My heart clenched. If I didn’t say something now, I wasn’t sure when I’d get another chance.

Tyler barely looked up from his screen. “Josh’ll be back. He just does this sometimes,” he said, more to himself than me.

But I wasn’t waiting for Josh to come back. I was done waiting.

I stood up, ignoring the fluttering nerves in my stomach, and followed Josh out the door. The bright afternoon sun hit me as soon as I stepped outside, the warm air doing little to calm the rush of adrenaline flooding through me.

Josh was sitting on the curb, head tilted back, eyes closed, breathing deeply as if he was trying to calm himself. For a moment, I hesitated, but then the memory of him constantly pushing me away flashed in my mind, and I knew I couldn’t keep holding back.

“Josh,” I called out, my voice firm but shaky.

He opened his eyes and glanced over his shoulder at me, his expression unreadable. He didn’t say anything as I approached, just watched me with that same guarded look he always wore.

I stopped a few feet away, my arms crossed tightly over my chest, trying to keep myself from trembling. “We need to talk.”

Josh’s gaze flickered with something I couldn’t quite place—guilt, maybe, or frustration. He let out a long breath before responding. “About what?”

“About this,” I said, gesturing between us, feeling the weight of the tension in the space between us. “About you always finding ways to get rid of me.”

Josh dropped his head, staring at the ground like the cracks in the pavement were suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. “I’m not—”

“Don’t,” I interrupted, my voice sharper than I intended. “Don’t act like you haven’t been doing it on purpose. I’ve tried to be patient, tried to be understanding, but I can’t do this anymore, Josh. I can’t keep pretending it doesn’t hurt.”

He flinched slightly at my words, his shoulders tensing as if they carried the weight of the world. For a moment, I thought he might ignore me, brush me off like he always did. But then he looked up, meeting my gaze with an intensity that made my breath catch.

“I’m not doing it to hurt you, Y/N,” he said quietly, his voice rough around the edges. “I’m doing it because I have to.”

My heart skipped a beat. “Why? Why do you have to push me away?”

Josh stood up then, running a hand through his hair, looking frustrated. “Because you don’t belong in this, okay? You’re not supposed to be here. You’re Tyler’s sister—”

“And what, that means I can’t be a part of this band?” I cut him off, my frustration bubbling over. “That I can’t be around you guys? I’ve been with you since the beginning, Josh! I love music as much as you do, and I’ve worked hard to fit in with you two, but you keep acting like I don’t matter.”

“That’s not what I mean,” Josh said, his voice softer now, almost pleading. “It’s not about you not belonging to the band. It’s about…” He trailed off, biting his lip, clearly torn between what he wanted to say and what he was willing to admit.

“What is it about?” I demanded, taking a step closer. “Because I don’t get it, Josh. If you don’t hate me, then why do you keep pushing me away?”

Josh hesitated, glancing around as if hoping someone else would swoop in and take over this conversation for him. When no one did, he let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping in defeat.

“It’s because I can’t… I can’t get close to you,” he finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “Tyler’s my best friend. I’ve known him for years, and I owe everything to him. If he thought for a second that I—” He cut himself off, shaking his head. “I can’t risk screwing that up.”

“Screwing what up?” I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and something else—something I wasn’t ready to name just yet. “What are you so afraid of?”

Josh’s eyes met mine, and for a moment, everything was laid bare between us. His carefully constructed walls, the distance he kept, all of it crumbled in the intensity of his gaze.

“I’m afraid of what happens if I let myself feel anything for you,” he admitted, his voice breaking. “Because once I do, there’s no going back.”

His confession hung in the air, heavy and raw. I stood there, my breath catching in my throat, trying to process what he had just said. All this time, all the distance, wasn’t because he didn’t like me—it was because he did.

I blinked, trying to steady my breath as the weight of Josh's confession settled over me like a thick fog. All the moments I thought he was avoiding me, brushing me off—it wasn’t indifference. It was fear. Fear of something real, something he couldn’t control.

“You…” I started, my voice trembling. “You’ve been pushing me away because you’re scared of liking me?”

Josh's jaw clenched, and he let out a shaky breath, running a hand through his messy hair. “Not just liking you, Y/N. I already like you. I crossed that line a long time ago.” His voice was rough, like he was admitting something he never thought he’d say out loud. “It’s more than that. Once I let myself feel—if I let myself care—I don’t know if I can stop.” 

My heart raced, pounding in my ears as his words sank in. I took a shaky step forward, feeling the pull between us stronger than ever, the tension no longer something I wanted to fight.

“Josh,” I whispered, the space between us feeling impossibly small. “Why didn’t you just tell me?”

He shook his head, his eyes locking onto mine with a look that was equal parts longing and regret. “Because you’re Tyler’s sister. He’s my best friend, Y/N. If something happens between us and it goes wrong… I could lose everything. The band, him—you.”

I felt my throat tighten. I knew what he was saying made sense in his head, but it didn’t change the fact that it hurt. “But you’re already losing me,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Every time you push me away, every time you find a reason to avoid me—it’s tearing me apart.”

Josh looked down, his hands balled into fists at his sides. “I know,” he muttered, his voice thick with emotion. “I thought it’d be easier if I kept my distance, but… it’s not. It’s killing me, too.”

The vulnerability in his voice caught me off guard. Josh, the guy who always seemed so in control, so confident, was unraveling right in front of me. And suddenly, I wasn’t angry anymore. I wasn’t hurt. I just wanted him to stop hiding.

I stepped closer, so close I could feel the warmth radiating from him, the tension crackling between us like electricity. “Then stop,” I said softly. “Stop pushing me away.”

Josh’s eyes flicked to mine, and for a second, I saw a flash of something raw and desperate in his gaze. “You don’t understand, Y/N. If I let myself have this—have you—I don’t know if I’ll be able to let go.”

I swallowed hard, my heart racing. “Maybe you don’t have to let go.”

He stared at me, his breath shallow, like he was fighting every instinct to move closer. The air between us was charged, thick with everything we’d been holding back for so long. I could feel the pull, the gravity of what this moment meant. But Josh was still hesitating, still caught in the war between what he wanted and what he thought he had to do.

“Josh,” I whispered, reaching out and placing a hand on his arm. The contact sent a jolt through me, and I saw him tense under my touch. “You don’t have to be scared. We can figure this out—together.”

His eyes searched mine, his breathing ragged, and for a split second, I thought he might pull away again. But then, slowly, he reached up and cupped the side of my face, his thumb brushing gently against my cheek. The touch was so tender, so full of everything he hadn’t been able to say, and my heart felt like it might burst.

“I’m scared,” he admitted, his voice barely audible. “But I don’t want to lose you.”

“You won’t,” I promised, leaning into his touch, my own fear melting away in the warmth of his hand. “I’m right here.”

For a moment, neither of us moved, the weight of everything hanging in the air between us. Then, almost like he couldn’t fight it anymore, Josh leaned in, closing the gap between us. His lips brushed mine, tentative at first, like he was testing the waters, but the second we connected, it was like everything else disappeared. The kiss deepened, and all the tension, all the longing we’d been holding back came crashing to the surface. I felt his hands move to my waist, pulling me closer, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, not wanting to let go. It was everything I hadn’t let myself hope for—raw, intense, and real.

When we finally pulled away, both of us were breathless, our foreheads resting against each other’s. Josh’s eyes fluttered open, and the look in them nearly took my breath away. There was no more fear, no more hesitation. Just him—just us.

“I don’t know what’s going to happen,” he murmured, his voice hoarse but steady. “But I’m not running anymore. I can’t.”

I smiled softly, my heart swelling with something warm and unfamiliar—something I hadn’t let myself feel before. “Good,” I whispered, my thumb tracing the line of his jaw. “Because I’m not letting you.”

He let out a breathy laugh, the tension between us finally easing, replaced by something lighter, something hopeful. We stayed like that for a moment, wrapped up in each other, the world around us fading into the background.

And for the first time in what felt like forever, I didn’t feel like I was being pushed away.

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Requests open!!

[blossoms-phan]

this blog contains tit spoilers!! anything containing content about the show itself will be under #titspoilers <3

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ about me ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

-she/her, 20s, infj

-i’ve been watching dnp since 2014, ran a semi popular ig fan account back in the day but have since been a very active lurker (specifically on tumblr since the gaming channel revival)! felt fomo bc I love these silly nerds, cringe is dead and I want to share my own thoughts and posts about them so here I am <3

-i love yapping about dnp and consider myself to hold a pretty extensive knowledge of their shenanigans over the years so if you’re new here pls don’t hesitate to ask me any questions about their history or the phandom in gen! you can find most of this under the tags “my thots” “blossoms.rambles” or “blossoms yaps”

-occasionally nsfw (just thirsting tbh)

-if you wanna know I’m really legit: official phandom member #23812 yep yep read the wristband

-i write sometimes! blossomsphan on ao3

-going to tit toronto!! 📺💙 (saw it 11/5/24 and it was amazing 🫶)

come say hi! i love to chat all things dnp :) (with a sprinkle of tøp, shitposting and a lot of throwbacks)

-blossoms 🌸

[xoxoheavenhelpus]

INTRO!!!!

my name's lucky/Frankie/spooky (I go by like a million names.. if u want a better list feel free to ask for one :3) PLS INTERACT AND DM ME I LOVE IT WHEN PPL DO THAT!!!!

I love mcr fob tøp ptv p!atd Dan and Phil Hatsune Miku arcane fnaf plus horror games in general and a bunch of other things but this blog is specifically for bandom posting ^_^

if u wanna chat abt our silly little bands u should add me on discord (luckyisdedd) or follow my twitter im active on both!!

I'll probably occasionally post art on here whenever I feel like it

DNI - msi fans trump supporters proshippers lolicons ect.

[prince-steele]

👽💀 TØP Ask Game 💀👽

send an ask corresponding to these emojis!!!

🎶 Why is your favourite song your favourite?

🗯 Can you do the first verse of Heavy Dirty Soul?

⚾️ What is your favourite piece of TØP trivia?

💽 What's your album ranking, from most favourite to "it's okay ig"?

🤍 What is your favourite memory associated with the band?

💄 If you could do Josh's makeup what would you make him look like?

🖌 If you're an artist, what is your favourite piece of cliqueart you've made, and if you aren't, who are your favourite cliqueartists!

🌶 What is your assessment of Blurryface as an entity/character/creature?

🦝 Same question as previous, but in regards to Spooky?

💿 Which non main album song (including covers, demos and unreleased songs) do you think is most underrated?

💌 If you could meet Josh or Tyler, what would you say to them?

💀 Favourite Tyler moment?

👽 Favourite Josh moment?

🔫 What are your new album theories or speculations?

🦭 ¿Ned?

[huaposh]

laur's intro 🕯️ 🎶

my loves ❗️ @bloodypainterswife @sorreysorren ✩ any/all pronouns

!🇷🇺!

🪐 ≈interests: anime, manga, music, science, fashion, makeup/beauty, art, gaming, films, writing, journaling, history, broadway musicals,

🌟 ≈fandoms: anime, demon slayer, blue lock, jjk, one piece, the sopranos, bojack horseman, jjba, MLP, creepypasta, vocaloid, soul eater, dead poets society, studio ghibli, stardew valley, honkai star rail.

🎹≈music: david bowie, frank sinatra, wallows, ethel cain, neutral milk hotel, tele novella, the good goo dolls, siouxsie and the banshees, the inbreds, panchiko, tøp, pantera, incubus, slowdive, system of a down, billy joel, the smashing pumpkins, shelly, frank ocean, SZA, loathe,

🌱 haii! my name is lauren. i mostly just read and reblog art on here. i want to start writing when i get more confident in my abilities. my ask box is open but not sure how much i will check/awnser it.

‼️ i dont have a DNI list right now but if you were blocked youre probbaly on it‼️

[mysadblacksoul]

OMG my first tag game!

Last Song: I got love by Taeyeon

Favourite colour: Purple

Currently watching: One Piece (ep. 525 everybody)

Spicy/Savoury/Sweet: Spicy all the way

Relationship status: Situationship lol

Current Obsession: New Twenty One Pilots lore, mocha coffee, Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell (the book)

Tagging: @coffee-addict-kitten @smitherscreens @phantaloon @idontbelievethehype @pinktyler

tagged by @we-made-it-this-far-kid (I decided to start a new post cause the other one was so long)

Last Song: my blood by tøp (unfinished cause my headphones were empty), before that morph by tøp

Favourite colour: color of the ocean, Bordeaux/burgundy

Currently watching: nothing

Spicy/Savoury/Sweet: Spicy

Relationship status: Single 👌

Current Obsession: the new twenty one pilots song (overcompensate)

Tagging: @i-seeaspaceshipinthe-sky @mysadblacksoul @add1ictwithapen @silverlininghills @mightthxnktwice

[sleepyjim]

11 and 29 for music asks :3?

11- a song you never get tired of

pet cheetah by tøp !! i could listen to it for hours (and probably have listened to it for hours) oughghugh . its so good

29- a song you remember from childhood

.,., literally any of those gen z nostalgia playlists brings me back tbh but if i had to choose only one , probably crooked teeth by death cab for cutie :3 !! we heard it on the radio for like 2 years straight

[phantaloon]

ask game so we can tag phan!! shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up + if you think they can be related to DnP or not. Copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals!!

i absolutely adore this oh my god

im listening to my "dont fall asleep" playlist atm bc i have midterms tomorrow so im just gonna go ahead and tell you the next 5 songs

1. DESTROYA by MCR - they have absolutely vibed to this song before, i have no doubt

2. Message Man by tøp - don't really see dnp as pilots fans, and message man is very much not their style, but i think dan would like the lyrics bc they're edgy

3. how to exit a room by the maine - YES, i can see them, especially dan really liking this song bc of how its actually kinda sad while sounding cheerful, and also the message is kinda hopeful

4. small things by ben howard - ehh very much not their sound, but they would like the lyrics i think

5. moodswings by 5sos - just no lmao

thanks for sending me this!!

[belzrgr]

🫀and🍷?

🫀 - do you have non-human alters? what species are they?

I'm not sure if there is anyone nonhuman apart from me? I'm a winged red fox, as you know :) as far as I'm aware the others are human - 🦊

🍷 - does your music taste differ from alter to alter? how?

It does! I know Jake prefers stuff like TØP, Ashnikko, Corpse, Hollywood Undead and Metal. Rogue likes classical and very melodious music. For my part, I'm not sure how much is their influence and how much I like it myself but my taste is similar to Jake's with a side of Glass Animals, Alt-J and Aurora. I also know // likes some kid songs which he sometimes starts singing when he comes forward, like The Duck Song, London Bridge or Bi-Ba-Butzemann - 🦊

Sys Ask Game

[silkysong]

18, 17 and 40 for the artist ask game !! :3

18. what's your favorite character to draw?

OOH this is so hard to answer cuz it depends on the interests i have at the time... but a universal one i always go back to is my sona!! just a little guy that changes shape all the time...but almost always is some sort of kittycat or catboy (like my pfp)

fandom ones currently are five pebbles (rain world) or blurryface (tøp)...

17. do you draw tiny?

i draw really really tiny, most of the art i post is made in the corner of a big canvas that i fill up over time with 10-15 drawings then move on to another big canvas :3

or this monstrosity i filled a couple years ago full of professor layton doodles, this should give a sense of scale

40. favorite color scheme to use?

anything involving blues and pinks and yellows is my go to! only colour i actively avoid using is green cuz i dont ljke him