#the blues with the pinky-purples are really nice :)

[mundane-herta]

@venomous-qwille's Misuta in doll form!

[bmpmp3]

[aaronsguccitie]

And another!!

hotch playing tea time with his daughter and he’s forced to wear tiaras, sit in a small chair, and drink his imaginary tea with his pinky up and mom!reader is just laughing and sneaks a picture to send to the team

- 💗

💗 anon, you shall get a hundred kisses <3

Tea time

Cw: fem!mom!reader, fluff, girl dad Aaron, no use of yn, Aaron being a complete pushover

Word count: 1.2k

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His knees ache.

Come to think of it, so does his back. Sitting cramped in a plastic pink chair, folded nearly in half will do that to him, Aaron thinks. 

His stuffed companions don’t seem to suffer from the same fate. They’re happily drinking their tea and enjoying their biscuits, much like Aaron is supposed to be doing. He almost envies the way their furry legs rest comfortably on their matching pink chairs.

“Purple or pink?” Olivia asks him, holding out two tiaras. 

Aaron eyes the sharp combs at the end of them with mild terror. He opens his mouth to decline—he almost does, really—but Olivia’s eyes are wide and impatient, exactly like yours. 

The protest gets trapped in his throat. 

“Uhh, don’t you have a blue one?” He asks, mentally kicking himself. “I seem to remember buying you a blue tiara.”

“Nope! Purple or pink?” Olivia asks again. Her own tiara rests lopsidedly on her head, its purple jewels catching the sunlight streaming in through her bedroom window. The color matches with her Princess Rapunzel dress he’d gotten her at Disney World.

Well, at least nobody else is gonna see him in it.

“Purple,” Aaron decides. “So I can match with you, won’t that be nice?”

“But you won’t be the princess, too,” his daughter says. A small frown pulls her brows together, exactly the same as his—and way too stern for a four-year-old. Aaron gently touches the scrunch until it fades. “I’m the only princess.”

“Of course,” Aaron agrees softly. He adjusts her lopsided crown. “I’ll be the prince, is that okay?”

“No.” Olivia giggles, two of his dimples appearing in her cheeks. “Silly Daddy. You’ll be the king!” She says as she grabs the purple tiara and rises on her tiptoes, trying to reach the top of his head.

Aaron bends his neck down, a hand going to her waist to steady her until her heels touch the ground again. “How could I have forgotten,” he murmurs, his small smile turning into a wince when the combs of the tiara dig against his scalp. He bites down on his tongue to trap the hiss in his throat, forcibly stretching his lips into another smile as he looks up at Olivia with mildly watering eyes.

“How do I look?”

“Kingly.” His daughter giggles. Aaron blinks back the blurriness in his vision, smiling as Olivia picks up her purple fairy wand and waves it around theatrically before she clears her throat, “And now I dec—del…delcare—”

“Declare.”

“—declare it’s time for teatime!”

She sets down her wand and pours the very strong concoction of tap water into Aaron’s teacup, her tongue peeking out as she holds the lid of the teapot to keep it steady. Some of the faux tea spills over the rim and splashes onto his sweatpants, turning the fabric into a darker gray as Olivia hands him a plate of plastic cake when she’s done.

Aaron accepts it graciously. “Thank you, sweetheart.” He places the plate next to his tea and fumbles for the teacup, struggling to hook his finger through the handle.

“Y’welcome,” Olivia mumbles, too busy with pouring the rest of her guests’ tea.

Did they poke the hole with a needle? Aaron resigns himself to picking up the teacup from its sides. It gets swallowed up by his hands, his fingers overlapping around its circumference. 

“Being a hostess is hard work, isn’t it?” He asks as he watches her hand out cake slices to their stuffed companions.

“Mommy does it an’ she’s good at it.”

“She is,” Aaron chuckles, “guess you got that from her, huh?”

“Mhm.” Olivia finally plops down onto her chair, tilting her crown again as she reaches for her own teacup with a deep sigh.

“So how have you been ruling over your subjects?” Aaron asks seriously. He turns to the stuffed animals lining the table; her teddy and Jack’s orca and a battered unicorn from Penelope, “Are you all satisfied with the way Princess Livvy is treating you?”

“Princess Olivia, Daddy.” She corrects, frowning a little and continuing again before Aaron can remedy his mistake. “They say we go t’bed too early,” Olivia pouts.

“Do they? Well,” he brings the teacup to his lips again, pretending to take a sip, “I say—”

“Daddy, y’have to do this,” Olivia interrupts, picking up her own teacup and sticking out her pinky. She looks at Aaron expectantly.

“Oh, forgive me.” Aaron says and sticks his out, too. “Is that better?”

A muffled laugh catches his attention. That in itself makes him smile, but when he hears the not so subtle click of a camera, his eyes flick to you.

Caught.

You bite your lip and throw him a wink, disappearing behind the door frame with your phone held in your hand.

Aaron turns back to Olivia as he sets down his teacup. “I’m so sorry, your highness, may I be excused for a moment?”

“You’ll come back?” She frowns, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. Aaron stifles a laugh; his daughter through and through.

“Yes, baby.” He promises.

Her frown clears. “Okay.”

Aaron eagerly gets up from the cramped chair, his knees cracking when he straightens. He stifles a wince and leaves Olivia’s bedroom, immediately finding you in the hallway just outside. There’s a grin on your face as you look down at your phone, thumbs flying over the screen.

You hear him and look up, your smile turning sheepish as you click your phone shut and slide it into your back pocket.

He crosses over to you, his arms wrapping around your body, hands dipping into your pockets to search for your phone.

“Delete that.” Aaron murmurs.

You slap his hands away. “Delete what?”

“The picture.” He lifts his brow. Your mouth drops open, no doubt to deny it, and he cuts across you, “I know you took one, honey, don’t play dumb.”

The corner of your lip pinches as you try to hold back a wider smile. “That’s a cute crown. But sorry, your majesty,” you bow, “it’s already been sent to the group chat.”

“Jesus Christ.” Aaron groans, rubbing the heels of his hands into his eyes.

A grin splits your face in half. You pull his hands away from his eyes, gently holding them in your own. “So does that make me queen now?�� 

“It makes you a traitor. I’ll call Garcia about this.”

You blow a raspberry in his face. “Please. She’s the first one to back it up on all her devices. You’re too late, bossman,” you straighten his tiara.

Aaron winces as the combs dig in deeper. He gently holds your wrist, his scalp just shy of weeping blood.

Your eyes shine as you press your lips together, the corners of them turning up as you try in vain to hold back a smile. “You look very kingly, your majesty.” The edges of your voice quiver with a laugh.

Aaron sighs. “Your daughter said the same.” He drones flatly.

You can no longer hold back your laughter.

[quantum1mmortality]

Guess who's suffering from writers block!!! No but fr I wanna write SO BAD but I just can't 😭😭 so take some twst pp hcs until I decide to work on commissions again

Not proofread idc shank me

♧CW!!! Fem reader! twst dick hcs duh, every NRC student EXCLUDING ortho, might have some other hcs too

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Riddle:

Its... cute? Idk how to explain it

He is VERY sensitive

5.5 inches

Slight curve downward

The tip is a really deep red

Cum is watery, tastes like rosewater(this is a fantasy world i can make cum taste like anything i want)

Balls aren't all that heavy, very soft and squishy tho

Likes rimming. No further comments

Trey:

EEK MY BOY

I'm gonna try not to be biased

Hes BIG tho

I know you've seen him. Let's be honest, we all know he's PACKING

So I'm gonna say a solid 7-8 inches with a nice amount of girth

No curve, but very veiny

Heavy balls. Like, HEAVY. Bros got a whole bakery in there

Soft pink tip

Cum is the normal consistency, he takes care of himself

If you're sucking him off he'll change the flavor of his cock and his cum to whatever you want (thank god for doodle suit)

Cater:

Easy 7 inches

Not too sensitive, it takes a while for him to cum

His cum is pretty thick, its all the spicy ramen he eats

Curve upward, huge thick vein going from his balls to the tip

Cum tastes salty, but not overwhelming

Will have his clones fuck you silly

Deuce:

Another small boy

I'll say 6 inches, no curve

Hes sensitive too, but not as much as riddle

He really like getting his balls sucked more than his cock itself

Cum is watery too, but it tastes good

Like sweet in a way

Tip is a light blue dont ask why

Ace:

Another small boy 😭

He is CLUELESS

Poor man is a one pump chump

5.6 inches, curve to the left

SENSETIVE. pussy got this boy on his knees

Balls squishy, balls soft?

Yes to both

His rip is red, like a blush red

Azul:

A good 6ish inches with a curve downward

Not as sensitive as you may think

I think it would be funny if the bottom of his cock had like little suckers or some shit

Tip is dark purple and he has some veins, not many tho

Heavy balls, no squish :(

Cum is thick and black bc octopus

Tastes like what watered down hand sanitizer smells like

Jade:

😨

Its slimy.

No further comment on that

No but its like wet, a lot

So is floyds but we aren't there yet

Its like lube 🥺

Okay but he's LONG

8.5 AT LEAST

He also enjoys rimming

Tip is dark cyan

Cum is slimy too

Add some borax water and sell it on etsy

Floyd:

Basically the same as Jade

Hes smaller tho

Hes 6 inches but has SO much girth

His cum is more watery than slimy and the tip is a light blue

Lots of veins too

Kalim:

6 inches

So sensitive

He begs.

Loves blow jobs but would NEVER ask for them

Heavy soft balls

A dark brown tip and there's lil red swirlies

Cum is thick

Tastes like coconut toothpaste

Jamil:

mmmmmmmmMMMMMMM

BIG

So big

Destroy me PLEASE

7.8 inches and a big curve upwards

Likes fingers in his ass, just like Kanye west

Doesn't like blow jobs he cums too quick :(

Gets overstimulated easily and when he does hes highly submissive

Cum a lil thick (its all the curry he eats)

Its yummy tho

Tastes salty and a lil sweet

Like a pretzel

Tip is a redish-brownish

Vil:

Hes a very odd case

Hes big, dont get me wrong

But mans does NOT have sex 😭

He complains it ruins his makeup

7.4 inches with a few veins

Oh yeah hes unclipped too idk why but he is

Tip is a pinky purple color

Balls got some weight, they're not sensitive

Rook:

Hes an even weirder case

Hes very big but almost NEVER penetrates you

Hed much rather be in between your legs for hours on end

Making you cum on his face gives him so much pleasure

He doesn't touch himself either

When he's eating you out he has one hand thrusting fingers into your pussy, the other hand thrusting fingers into your ass(hes an ass man I know he is) while he sucks on your clit the whole time

He cums on the sheets whenever you do bc he knows how good you feel

Hes 8.5 inches with a curve down, large vein going upward

A creme colored tip

Cum normal consistency, you don't know what it tastes like because he never let's you suck him off :(

Epel:

Small boy

Whimpers

A lot

Hes 6 inches with a curve to the left

Light purple tip bc I said so

Light balls, but no squish :(

Cum is watery and tastes like lavender oil

Idia:

Oh god

Contrary to popular belief he has a lot of stamina

He doesn't have ANY experience tho

Played a lot of hentai games but thats the extent of his experience

I think it would be really funny if instead of whispering dirty talk or praise during sex he tells you the fnaf lore

Like he'll be blowing your back out and he'll just be like "so the crying child was actually william aftons son-" and then he cums

After hes done and doing aftercare he'll quiz you on the fnaf lore

If you get any of the questions wrong he'll fuck you until you can't walk as a punishment

If you get them all right he'll eat you out for hours until you also can't walk

Win win honestly

8 inches

TIP IS BLUUUEEEEEE

Cum is thick and salty, he doesn't take care of himself

Heavy, HEAVY balls. Very sensitive

He loves blow jobs too

Leona:

8.8 inches, but if we're being real to how ACTUAL lion anatomy is hes closer to 3 inches but yall aren't ready for that convo

Not sensitive at all, it takes so long for him to cum

But when he does hes so sweet, whispering praise after praise to you and lots of kisses

Cum is normal consistency, a lil on the thicker end

Its a bit bitter with a sweet aftertaste

Hes also unclipped and I will not elaborate

Idk if lions have them but if they do then he has a knot, not as big as jacks tho

Heavy balls, they're sensitive

Brown tip, like, dark brown tip

Ruggie:

7ish inches with a curve down

Also likes eating you out

Doesn't like having his balls touched

They're cute and squishy tho

Cum is also thick and doesn't taste like anything

Tip is a light brown and has a vein going through it

Jack:

8 inches.

Has a huge knot. Physically cannot pull out when it comes to it

Cum tastes like strawberries

Doesn't let you suck him off often bc he doesn't wanna knot in your mouth

Also gets pleasure from eating you out

Tip is grey and sensitive

Malleus:

Hes also like rook in the way he'd eat you out for hours if you'd let him

But he does penetrate you

Our big dragon boy loves the feeling of being inside your tight cunt

Will probably cum if you praise him

He has 2.

One on top one on the bottom

The one on top is longer, 9 inches while the one on the bottom is 7ish, the bottom one is a lot thicker tho

He'll be so slow easing them in and almost never goes fast when it comes to sex

He sees it as love making

They both have a black tip and the cum is normal consistency, tastes like... eggs? Hardboiled don't ask

Oh yeah his cum glows in the dark

Lilia:

Idc what you guys say this man is SO EXPERIENCED

He knows how to have sex properly and can make you cum in seconds if he feels like it

7 inches, his dick is where all his height went

Because he's so experienced he doesn't cum easily

PINK TIP PINK TIP

His cum is normal consistency, a little watery maybe

Tastes like citrus

Silver:

Loves when you ride him

Likes missionary too tho

7 inches too

His tip is grey

Very sensitive and gets overstimulated easily

Hes also just very submissive in general

Cum is watery and tastes like what a new car smells like

Sebek:

LOUD

SO LOUD

CANT TAKE THIS BITCH ANYWHERE

Cries during sex

Loves when you pull his hair

Does he have horns? If he does they're very sensitive

Cums if you touch them

Hes a crocodile right

Nah he has horns

8 inches no other comments

GREEN TIP

Cum is thick and bitter

We love him tho

Balls squishy

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A/n: im so fuckibg tired god help me

[water-loos]

Chocolate

“We’re dressed in black from head to toe, we’ve got guns hidden under our petticoats”

dealer!eddie x witchy!ditsy!fem!reader

cw: drug mention, drug use mention, tooth rotting fluff

wc: 1,504

“Babe, just because they’re purple and you like the color does not mean that the Blazy’s are better,” Eddie groaned for the umpteenth time, looking at the older man behind the smoke shop counter for a lifeline.

“They’re the same price as the RAW cones! You’re the one who said we should expand the market and try and get some new customers. I’m telling you, all of my friends would start buying from you if they were getting a purple preroll. Even better if it’s a purple preroll of the special dreaming blend that I came up with,” You smiled brightly, long, dark nails tapping excitedly on the glass countertop. “It’s a great marketing tactic.”

“Sweetheart—“

“She’s got a point, Eddie. The ladies love it when their shit is all pretty,” The shop owner snorted.

“Thank you, Dennis!” You motioned toward the man, rings clacking on the counter as your hand came to rest on top. “A little sexist, but correct. Please, Eddie?”

When Eddie looked back at you, you could see his eyes melt. “Fine. Give me two shorts, two regulars, and two kings.”

“One pink, one purple?”

“Yes please!” You reached up to kiss your boyfriend right on the apple of his cheek, leaving behind a black cherry-colored lipstick mark. “I promise it’ll be worth it. I’ll pinky swear on it.”

“You get your cones and your blend, that’s it,” His arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer as he looked down at you pointedly. “That’s it. I’m not having you take over my business, alright?”

“Mhm. That’s it. Just those,” You confirmed, nodding your head. “Can you ring up a few of those fun little incense cones in a separate order, Dennis? I’m running out and I need some for my altar.”

“Will do, sweetie. Just don’t give your man any more trouble, alright?”

“On my life, I will not give him any more trouble.”

——

You swore up and down that you would stop at the cones and the special blend of weed and other herbs.

But then you found a pack of navy blue mesh bags covered in tiny stars that could comfortably fit half an ounce at the craft store. In the clearance aisle. For $2.99.

“Baby, you have got to be kidding me,” Eddie sighed, watching you come in the door, platform boots stomping excitedly as you bounded into the living room of your shared trailer, the bags clutched in your hands. “Don’t tell me those are what I think they are.”

“They are that exactly! Aren’t they cute? Look,” You swung yourself into his lap, legs hanging over the arm of the rocker he had been lounging in. His arm instinctively wrapped around you and rested on your hip, making sure you wouldn’t fall off. “They can fit at least half an ounce and still have room. Not to mention the amount of prerolls you can fit! And they tie super nicely so you can keep everything together!”

His head buried into the crook of your neck, his dramatic groaning rumbling against your skin. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Is that a yes? Please tell me that’s a yes,” You immediately get excited, dropping the bags into your lap and looping your arms around his drooping shoulders. “Have I told you I love you this afternoon? If not, I love you. I love you more than the sky and the sea and the moon and the stars—“

“Yes, angel, you’ve told me you love me more than I can count today,” He laughed sweetly, lifting his head to look at your expression. You could tell he was trying so hard to stand his ground, but the smile on his lips gave him away. “I can’t let you use the bags, though. It’ll ruin my reputation.”

“What, your reputation among college kids who invite you to every function even though you graduated two years early?” You joke, nodding toward his high school and college diplomas, which were framed above your fireplace. “What a thing to ruin!”

“Are you really going to bring up me graduating every chance you get?”

“Absolutely,” You kissed him sweetly, one hand smoothing over his hair. “My smart boy.”

“Okay, now you’re just buttering me up, you sap,” He ducked away, watching you cackle with a grin on his face. “How about we compromise?”

“A compromise?”

“Yes. You can make your fancy little prerolls with your mix and put them in your pretty little bags,” Your eyes widened, surprised that he was letting you do it that easily. “But, nothing else. No edibles, no flower, and none of the raw cones I’m still working through, okay?”

“I can work with that! It’s like a little side business! A partnership!”

“Yep. A partnership,” He tapped your hip and sat up slightly. “Let’s go get some stuff ready for later, alright? I’ve got to drop off to those monthly guys up in Chicago tonight.”

“Let me text some people and see if they want anything,” You got up off his lap, handing the bags off to him as he rose. “Can you put these at my seat while I go grab us some drinks?”

Eddie sighed heavily, rolling his eyes playfully. “Yes, sweetheart.”

“I love you, just a reminder!” You called as you left the room, a shit-eating grin on your face.

——

You ended up finding a few friends from college who lived in the city and wanted to try the new “dream bundles” as you called them. Each bundle was packaged with care and love, and Eddie watched endearingly as you meticulously packed each and every cone, lined them up in the bags, and even included some candies from your personal stash. The bags looked almost comical next to the brown bags that your boyfriend’s regular orders were in, but as you piled into his van, both his and your bags piled into one of your many tote bags, they looked perfect together.

He held your hand the whole two-hour drive into the city, a mixture of alternative rock and metal blaring through the speakers as you both sang along at the top of your lungs, a smile permanently etched into your lips. Eddie even let you be the one to run the bags up to each of his clients, watching with a lovesick smile and your favorite puppy dog eyes as each and every one of them smiled, happy to see you and your bubbly personality.

You practically skipped away from the final house of the night, grinning from ear to ear. You had sweet-talked the customer, a 6’3 and honestly terrifying security guard, into buying a couple of your special bundles for his girlfriend, who had waved at you from behind the open door.

With your empty tote bag swinging from your hand and your front pockets full of cash, you pranced up to Eddie, who leaned against the side of his van with a grin that could stop hearts on his face. Except, he was looking at you, who was the picture of joy.

“D’you see? I got him to buy three bundles! I told you they’d be a big seller,” You smiled brightly, chains jingling as you rocked back and forth on your heels. “He got them for his new girlfriend and he said he’d let you know how she likes them.”

“That’s great sweetheart,” He reached forward to pull you close and kiss your cheek. He watched you pull the big bills of cash out of your pocket, folded perfectly and all in the same direction and put it into his pocket instead. “We make a good team.”

“The best! You’ve gotta let me keep doing this, babe,” You pull your tote bag over your shoulder and loop your hands around his neck, stepping on the tiptoes of your boots. “They love me. And it’s so fun!”

Eddie chuckles and shakes his head. “What kind of influence am I, huh? Getting you to enjoy this whole thing?”

“The worst ever,” You hum, smiling at his almost drunk expression as he looked at you. “I think my parents would have a conniption if they knew what I was out doing right now.”

“Oh, what will I ever do if your parents find out that I’ve corrupted their precious angel?” He laid the sarcasm on thick, reveling at the giggle you let out as he smushed a kiss to the soft skin of your cheek. He pulled back after, pecked a quick kiss to your lips, and tapped your hip with the hand that held his car keys. “C’mon. Let’s get home and pack a bowl with some of that mix you’ve been selling. I wanna see what it’s all about.”

“Really?”

He stepped back and opened the passenger side door for you. “Really really.”

“Yes!” You celebrated, grabbing his face and smacking a kiss to his lips before you leaned down into your seat. “God, I love you.”

“I love you too, angel.”

[laes-expoau-official]

-Finally finished the true official designs (full colored edition) for Expo. The only ones im missing right now are Miku and the Creator, but eh. (Descriptions for design under each image)-

Moon. His design was mainly based off of the thumbnail design for Laes with his "thumbnail sweater". If you had noticed, Moon, Sun, and Solar only have one eye. This is because they ended up getting very expensive updated bodies (because Fazbear loves being in debt), which the crescent side of their faces is actually like a tv screen. The other side of their face is actually a smooth piece of plastic casing. The hat Moon wears is actually a hat Lunar had gotten custom made to wear during the October takeover, and later, Monty made Lunar's design to have a cyan variant of it. So Moon's hat is actually the original.

Lunar. His design is more or less identical to canon, from hat (the neck ruffles are the same color as his hat instead of white), to weird pointy shoes (which again, are colored differently) he is missing his eye and arm, still playing on the Creator's weakness of drawing two identical eyes.

(I forgot to color Earth's eye, lol) Fazbear did try to update her like the others, but they just ended up messing up her right eye, hence why her bangs cover it. Speaking of hair, Earth now has shorter hair and a lavender bow instead of the rainbow headband. She's now almost entirely in her green/blue skirt.

Gemini/Pollux/Castor. Starting off with the twins, Pollux and Castor have an interesting new style. Their clothing now fits the whole opposite of the other. Castor now has a tail with the Gemini symbol on it, while Pollux has the symbol in her eye. Both have a stocking like pattern on their legs as well as a fingerless glove style on their hands.

Gemini. Gemini is similar to canon, with their fair share of differences. Their pants don't fade into blue anymore, their hands and feet have the same design as Expo Pollux and Castor, and their poncho-like hood id also dark blue and purple with golden accents. (their face isn't colored for the reason of my markers do not like to blend well)

Sun. This is probably my favorite design of them all. He has a faded blue hat (originally Nexus's as Moon) the Earth helped him to patch up (the patches correspond with his family). Sun also is wearing the cat sweater (from Nexus) and tennis shoes just like Moon and Solar. He also has that whole screen thing, just like Moon.

Solar. He is really a dull orange color (my markers were way too bright) that now wears a soft pastel shirt, not reminiscent of the Daycare (based off of an official fnaf shirt i have) and plain red pants with patches. He wears boots/tennis shoes that are "Eclipse themed" and has the same crescent screen like Sun and Moon.

(Oh yeah, and he's missing a ring finger because Jack bit it off at one point, as well as part of his pinkie on the gloved hand)

-One more thing. This will be my last post because of the fandom in general about several characters and won't continue until either the fandom calms down (which i doubt will happen), or until i decide i want to continue. It's mainly because i want to work on a semi-large project for Kat (whether or not they'll see it) and i want to spend time on it so not only does it look nice, but it has every possible thing i want to add to it. I likely will post some drafts that i get done when i have time, but no promises. Im also turning off asks until i get my drafts cleared out again ;v;-

-It's not you guys, it's me and the toxic fandom. I need time to cool off and make something hopefully really cool for Kat.-

-Edit; you can send me asks or whatever through my main, especially if you want to ask questions or whatever and stay anonymous-

[mary-games-and-arts]

AvA/M Cast Redesign

Phew, well.. I DID IT I REDESIGNED EVERYONE! Time to present them all again, but this time with some more info, right?

Color Gang

Green (He/him) - 17 y.o. | Let's say he's literally a perfectionist okay? Green is the one of a protective friend but can annoy his brother Red sometimes. His love of his life is Blue

Yellow (She/her) - 16 y.o. | A girl who knows everything about redstone, Minecraft commands and style. Has a twin sister Pinkie (Keep in mind that Pinkie is not a canon character. She's my AvM OC). Also Yellow has a partner Red

The Second Coming/TSC/Second/Orange (He/They) - 17 y.o. | A sleepyhead but somehow understands math and physics(unlike me ;v;). They're really overprotective over their friends and have their own powers but they're not aware of them(let's say AvA VI didn't happen yet). Chosen is Second's sister. Also Sec is in love with Purple

Blue (She/her) - 16 y.o. | Really knows her thing when it comes to brewing potions and gardening. Has bandages cuz AvM Ep. 20 events. Can get worried if anyone of the gang gets sick. Loves Green and his tunes

Red (He/him) - 15 y.o. | Apparently the youngest one of the group. He's a clumsy guy and also a prankster. Got possessed by Herobrine twice. Was in a timeout once cuz messed with Yellow's staff and the lucky block. Yellow is his girlfriend and Green is his brother. Oh and his pets are his friends

The Royal Duo + The Angelic Trio

Purple (She/They) - 16 y.o. | A little shy but very nice girl. Considers MT as her older sister. Still has trust issues but is trying to fix it. Cherishes her dead mother Orchid and doesn't give a damn about her dad RB. Second is her boyfriend

MT/Mango Tango/Queen Orange (She/her) - 20 y.o. | A young adult who was a queen once just to destroy Minecraft cuz it took away her little brother Gold. Tries to move on from Gold's death and now considers Purple as her younger sis. She's on neutral terms with Color Gang. Her husband is actually an Enderman named Jacob (Tulip said that we can have our own Jacob so)

Gold (He/him) - 12 y.o. | A smol kid who is MT's brother and had unfortunately died from Minecraft. Observes his sister and spends his time with Orchid and Victim. Sometimes wishes he could hug MT one last time

Orchid (She/her) - 38 y.o. | A caring woman who is also Purple's mother. Has no empathy for RB cuz he left her and Purple. Unfortunately died from an unknown disease and now observes her child from above

Victim (They/Them) - 25 y.o. | A guy who never experienced life for once. Tries to develop themselves and find their own personality and hobbies. Currently is friends with Orchid and Gold

RB, Alan and The AvA Duo

RB (He/him) - 40 y.o. | A ex-husband of Orchid and ex-dad for Purple. Left cuz he thought his daughter was "pathetic and would never protect herself from any danger"

Alan (He/him) - 35 y.o. | The creator himself of the whole AvA/M community. Considers Chosen and Second as his kids, but also has a real life family

The Dark Lord/TDL/Dark (She/her) - 18 y.o. | The terrorist of the whole Internet herself and Alan is her creator. She was created to defeat Chosen but she teamed up with them and confronted Alan. Somehow survived Second's attack and now is trying to change. Has a girlfriend Chosen

The Chosen One/TCO/Chosen (She/They) - 19 y.o. | The Chosen One herself who just wants to live peacefully with Dark after all the trauma she endured. Saved a kid once and now friends with her. Is currently being wanted by Rocket Corporation. Dark is her girlfriend

The Rocket Corporation

Hazard (He/They) - literally a robot- | A restored robot who can control electricity as his power. He's also a part of the mercenary team

Agent Smith (He/him) - 24 y.o. | The main mercenary of the corporation who can use any Adobe Animate tool. Has a small crush on Vic

Alive!Vic (They/them) - 25 y.o. | The first stick ever created by Alan that somehow came to life to get the revenge they so desperately want. They're a leader of a whole corporation and they hunt for Chosen cuz she knows where Alan is

Ballista (He/him) - 27 y.o. | The shortest mercenary of the team. He can turn his head into a tank and also adores his big pixel sword

Primal (She/her) - 28 y.o. | The tallest mercenary and the only woman in the team. Is good at archery and can get buff if needed

[reinedeslys-central]

"I think you should totally get in the back of my truck, actually," Leo says, linking pinkies with Jason. "What's the line? 'I can show you the world'?"

Jason stares down at where their fingers are curled together, peach on olive. He can't stop looking. "You don't have a truck."

Leo groans. "That was one time. I promise this one's legal. See?" He gently untangles their hands and slips behind the blue Chevy, returning with a slip of wrinkled paper that he triumphantly shoves in Jason's face.

LEO, I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU BREAK MY CAR WHILE I'M IN IOWA I WILL HAUNT YOU TO THE END OF TIME.

Your loving cousin, Nyssa (P.S. You can take your boy for a ride. I'll allow it. There's blankets in the back (and please help yourself to the glovebox). Don't tell me.)

Jason's eyes travel down the sparkly purple pen, catching on the note at the bottom before flickering back up. There's something that aches in his chest at the words 'your boy'.

He's not sure what expression takes over his face, but Leo, for his part, sees him and immediately ducks his head down so he can read the paper too, frowning. Jason follows his eyes down to the same line as they widen and Leo turns a raging, glorious red before hastily re-crumpling the note and sticking it into one of the many pockets of his cargo pants.

He clears his throat awkwardly while inspecting the dying grass at their feet. It looks like it could be good grass if it ever rains again this month, nice and long and thick.

..Yeah, nevermind.

He takes his glasses off and cleans them in an attempt to - what, exactly? It's not like he's got the object permanence of a toddler. It's not like looking away will stop him from thinking about red-hot blushes and bouncing curls and sharp smiles and -

Leo claps once, calling Jason's attention back up to him and the pretty blush staining his freckled nose. He looks just as awkward, laughing bashfully.

"Well, that's just Nyssa. Uh, she probably wouldn't actually haunt me, she doesn't believe in ghosts - not, I mean, if you do -" his words trip over each other, diverting the original innuendo that was definitely just meant to tease Leo since Jason's never even met her, not to mention he's not his, finally ending with - "but as you can see, it's clearly perfectly legal. So."

Jason raises an eyebrow. "Somehow I doubt that." Leo groans. "Oh, come on, dude, live a little, why dontcha?" He sidles up to him again, draping a warm arm over his shoulders and drawing him over to the car doors. "I know, you know, your dad's in California, your mom's in Paris, and your sister's at a party."

Jason opens his mouth to protest again and -

"- and before you say that you have homework," Leo scoffs, "allow me to remind you that we did our homework together yesterday, and you're already done your math homework for tomorrow, because you're a nerd."

Jason closes his mouth. "It's a school night," he offers weakly.

"Yeah, and every minute you have us waste out here is another minute we're not in the car, ergo another minute we're wasting, on a school night." Leo steps around him and holds his hands out again, eventually latching on to Jason's wrists and tugging him closer so he can peer into his eyes.

Jason may or may not forget how to breathe.

"Are you tired? You don't look tired," Leo frowns. "If you really don't want to go, I won't force you, y'know."

Jason forces his lungs to expand, contract, expand, so he can blurt out, "No, I mean, you got me. I'll go."

Leo grins as bright as the setting sun and twists around, whooping. He not-so-gently pushes Jason towards the car door before jogging over to hop into the driver's seat.

It takes a while, once they're actually on the road and leaving their neighbourhoods behind, that Jason finally goes, "You know, I'm just as concerned with how legal this is as I am with the fact that you still haven't told me where we're going."

Leo glares at him through the mirror. "Hey, if I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?"

Jason hates surprises. "For all I know, you just kidnapped me for a surprise road trip to Toronto, and I didn't even pack my toothbrush."

Laughter bubbles out of the boy sitting at the wheel, quickly escalating into a full guffaw. "You're funny," Leo gasps, wiping away tears at a red light. "How did I not notice that you're funny?"

Jason's definitely never been told that he's funny. He might joke, sure, but being 'funny' is reserved for people like Percy, people like Leo or Cecil, who carry humour on them like sugar on a pastry, baked into their laughs and sprinkled over top with how clever they are.

No matter how hard Jason's tried, he's never been very clever.

Leo's still laughing, now more of a soft giggle as he pulls into the left lane to make a turn. He tries not to let it affect him.

"You should joke more often, dude. Bet all the girls would love that."

Jason looks outside at the trees and farms they're passing. Judging by the position of the sun, they're heading pretty much due south. There's nothing down south for them to be doing, though, especially not this late at night.

Skinny dipping, maybe. He wouldn't put it past Leo to suggest something like that and actually go through with it. But dragging him along? They barely know each other. What's a couple months on all the other people he knows?

"You wanna turn the radio on?" Leo says. Jason looks over to see him watching him with an odd smile. "Shotgun's choice, right? Don't worry, I won't judge. Even though I bet you listen to those 24-hour 'nature recordings' for fun and don't know what real music sounds like."

Jason rolls his eyes and plays with the dial until the 106.1 comes on. Leo groans. "Seriously? They keep playing, like, the same six artists over and over. Sure, Top 40's fine, but show a little variety, you know?"

He shrugs. It's like Leo said - he doesn't really know radio stations. His dad - when he deigns to drive the family places - is much more of a silence-of-doom, or failing that, an ominous-car-conversations person. "You put something on, then, if you're so set on it." He replies.

The warm light from the street plays over Leo's knuckles as he switches the wheel to one hand, blindly flailing the other one towards Jason until he hits the box behind the gear shift. "Pick a CD from here, whatever's fine. Eh, maybe not the Chopin or Metallica though. Might shift the vibe a bit too much."

Obligingly, Jason tugs at the black, faux-leather box until it comes open with a muffled thunk. Inside is a stack of CDs, spanning everything from Katy Perry to Vivaldi to Iron Maiden to Monsta X.

"Your cousin's got quite the music taste," he tosses out, rifling through the stack while giving periodic glances out the window to make sure they're not, like, five seconds away from a crash or something.

If there was anything Beryl Grace taught her kids, it was how to be a responsible passenger.

Almost on autopilot, Jason digs the pink-purple Teenage Dream CD out of the pile and then has to hastily shove the polaroids that spill out from underneath it back between the surrounding paper disc-sleeves (Mamma Mia!, he sees, and ..Heng:garæ? Whatever that means). That can't be safe for the discs, especially in a moving card, but then again who is he to judge. He doesn't even own any CDs.

They've fully left the town behind now, sailing down the open road with nothing but trees, farms, and the occasional streetlight in sight. He leans over and pops the disc into the CD drive, wondering again for the hundredth time where Leo's taking him.

Leo rolls to a stop at a four-way and watches him skip over the first two songs. "Whadya choose?"

Jason smiles. "Is now a good time to tell you I was born in Pasadena?"

The open bars of 'California Gurls' start to play, and Leo's warm, penny-brown eyes widen before he laughs, bright and a touch wild, incredulous.

It's weird. It's so weird. Maybe this is what his father meant when he said not to get any weird ideas in his head so close to finally reaching the decade-long goal of an Ivy League school. Maybe this is what his mother meant when she'd chastised him, saying hormonal teenagers got more impulsive with puberty and he should take care to keep listening to his parents, lest he lose everything he's worked so hard for.

If anyone else had tried this, he thinks, he wouldn't have said yes. He would have stayed at home, studied ahead for bond enthalpy and subjunctive Spanish, made tomorrow's lunch and cleaned his room. Adhering to routine. Acting - being normal.

You have to be normal, Jason. That's how they love you.

I will not tolerate an abnormal son.

Oh, Jason, it's like you just don't understand. What will people say? About you? About our family?

Leo isn't normal. Or maybe he is. Normal doesn't exist, when he's with Leo. He likes that about him.

He takes a risk and rolls the window down halfway so he can lean his head out and watch the sky, crisp wind tousling his hair. Leo smirks at him and switches the wheel to his right hand so he can roll his window down to match.

"Ten minutes," he says. "Look alive, buddy."

"There must be something in the water", Katy Perry croons.

also from 'burning like a glowing star', this valgrace fic I'm writing.

more stuff: Writing Directory

[magical-ronin]

I'm make fancures!

Planning on getting my phone back soon (I broke, sorry), and I am making a new fancures! This one is actually a fancure, the one I was (still am) working on just takes heavy inspo from PreCure. It's going to be called "Party ☆ Magic! Pretty Cure". Pictured is the casual version.

But, the cure names! In order of joining:

Cure Bubble: A rainbow cure with purple subcolour. She is a human wolf. She gives off major Pinkie Pie energy. She's someone's pet turned human by the mascot.

Dipa: The mascot of the story. Heavily based on a Rusty Spotted cat. No picture, sorry.

Cure Gift: A blue cure with pink subcolour. Actually, she's the Japanese one here, dressed in a kimono, and is native to the region. She's the group leader, actually. Bubble felt she was a better fit.

Cure Cake: A pink cure with aqua geen subcolour. She actually got roasted into joining. She's not really a nice person, but she is slowly learning with her group. She gets a lot of compliments, but unfortunately, she lets it go to her head, which was the build up to her roast.

Cure Game: A red cure with yellow subcolour. She has a hard time trying to express how she actually feels. She's actually the smart one of the group. She wears glasses, but they're reading glasses.

Cure Confetti: A pastel green cure with a sea green subcolour. Actually, she's the owner of Bubble, and she's also the midseason Cure. She's shy. If you love glasses fancures, she's your new favourite.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy.

Picrew linky link: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1373868

[itakesurveyssss]

Boredom Buster

By joybucket

1. Which color do you like better: pink or purple?

It’s hard because I do like both of these colours, but I’m going to say Purple.

2. What did you do for Halloween this year?

I took my kids out Trick or Treating.

3. Will you/did you vote in the 2024 presidential election?

No I don’t - I’m British.

4. Have you ever had an allergic reaction to a pet the owner claimed was hypoallergenic?

Not that I’m aware of. I think most people are sensitive to animal dander especially certain breeds, but my allergies often are more hay fever based. In any case I’d not tell someone their pet upset my allergies as it’s not their fault.

5. What is your favorite thing about the month of November?

There isn’t really anything I can think of. It’s one of those months my SAD can play up in. Only things I can think of is my Mum and nephews birthdays.

6. What are three things you will be saying "no" to this November?

Any requests that don’t fit me - I need to start being more assertive.

7. What is your favorite thing about fall?

I love the leaves falling and changing colour. I also love a lot of the food and drink.

8. Do you celebrate Thanksgiving?

No, I’m British sooooo…

9. Do you wear glasses, and if so, when was the last time you got new glasses? 🤓

I only wear glasses that are magnified so only use when reading and it’s been a few years now

10. Have you ever been to Catholic Mass?

I did go once yes. It was very long. My Grans friend was babysitting me and she was going, so I went as well.

11. What was the last thing you ordered online?

Groceries.

12. What color is your favorite sweater?

I have a few. It’s likely to be black or blue as most of mine are these colours.

13. Do you suffer from a chronic illness, and if so, what illness(es) do you have?

Not chronic illness as such I was born with a visual impairment, which makes me registered blind but with usable sight. I also have CPTSD and reoccurring depression which could be described as chronic.

14. When was the last time you can remember feeling lonely?

Last week. Sometimes with my family I feel left out and disliked and everything I do is annoying.

15. If you've ever been financially lower class, what is/was your least favorite thing about being poor, and what is/was your favorite thing about it? Why?

I’d say we were close but not quite. I think simple pleasures like nice walks and picnics instead of restaurants was the best. Worst was not being able to afford some school trips.

16. Are your parents divorced?

No, they are not. They do argue an awful lot and nearly have a few times, though.

17. What are three things that have happened in your life that you never would have expected to happen?

Hmmm I mean most things I never expected as I don’t really preempt exact things that happen to me except from a danger perspective and even then I somehow have still been surprised when they happened. I’d say having children is one as I always wanted to be a Mum but for some reason thought I couldn’t get pregnant. Another I guess would be some of the bad things that happened to me as was more then one so after the first thought I’d had my fill but nope. Third maybe doing some things I swore to myself I’d never do.

18. What are three things you wish you could change about your life right now?

Emotional security and stability, the same thing I wish for every day Pinky.

19. Do you have trust issues?

Oh hell yes! I’m nice to everyone and very open. I don’t have taboo subjects and will give everyone a chance. I’ll also listen to and support anyone. None of this says I trust people though and on a whole I don’t. I give people the benefit of the doubt but I am always suspicious.

20. How many relatives do you have whose first name begins with the same letter as yours?

Mum is the only one I can think of.

21. What do you think is the ugliest old people name?

Ethel maybe? I don’t find any names outright ugly just outdated or odd.

22. What is one holiday you have never celebrated?

Thanksgiving, as British.

23. Do you prefer apple cinnamon or pumpkin spice?

Apple cinnamon - I don’t like pumpkin flavoured things.

24. Which social media platform do you post on the most?

Reddit probably or here. I used to be on FB a lot but not nowadays.

25. Do you think you look good in fall colors?

Yeah, I think they’re quite nice on me.

26. What is one thing you wish you had the money to buy?

A house. Or even just a nice holiday.

27. What is one food you don't eat because it makes you feel sick?

Sprouts maybe?

28. What is your opinion on s'mores?

They’re quite nice.

29. How many cats have you owned in your lifetime?

3. Bubbles, Buttons and Douglas. Bubbles and Buttons were sisters and complete opposites. Bubbles was so named because she was black with little wispy white circles, like bubbles. She was very nurturing, maternal but Buttons (who was named after being white with Grey and Brown thicker circles like buttons) was quite feral. Buttons had a few kittens which Dougal was one. We got to keep one of the kitties and I chose Dougal, so he was technically mine.

30. Do you listen to any podcasts regularly, and if so, which ones?

I do. I love true crime ones and the list is large. One of my favourites is Casefikle. I also have a lot of Science ones of various topics like illnesses, psychology, neurology etc.

31. Have you ever been interviewed for a podcast?

No - but I’d be so up for that!

32. Last but not least, did you enjoy this survey?

I did - it got deeper for me than I was expecting but that’s good :)

[talkfastlibrary]

A sneak peek to a Bradley fic I’ve been slowly working on for the last couple of months. I don’t want to post it until it’s completed but I’d love to know your thoughts!

It’s titled: Salt to the Sea

Bradley wakes at his usual time of four thirty, makes his coffee, adds going to the grocery store for some food to his laundry list of things to do and goes back out to fix the shutters. When he awoke, there was a notification from the dating app he used to meet Vanessa and sure enough, it was her asking if he’d like to get together again. His thumb hovered over the keyboard before he resolutely deleted the app.

It only causes trouble and he didn’t want to be known as the town’s player, especially the ballerina. He gathers his Bluetooth speaker and plays an old eighties playlist he made named after his dad. Hearing his favorite songs makes it feel like he’s with him.

He gets lost in his sanding until he feels alerted in his body that someone is behind him. He turns around and can’t believe his eyes but she’s there. The ballerina is on her bike wearing a pretty floral pink dress and reflective sunglasses. And she’s stopping her bike behind his Bronco, grabs something from her basket and steps off.

“Good morning,” she chirps, lifting her sunglasses up on her head.

Bradley gulps trying not to get lost in her eyes. They’re so big and blue.

“Morning,” he mumbles. He awkwardly sets his sander on the shutter.

“You’re the new guy in town, right?” she rests her hand on top of the thing in her hand. It’s something covered with a white towel.

“Yeah, I moved here at the beginning of the month. I’m Bradley.”

“Welcome to Doveport, Bradley,” she smiles and he swears his heart stops. “I brought you a blueberry pie, I hope you like blueberry?”

“Um, yeah, yeah I love blueberry. Um,” he goes to take the pie but then sees he still has his work gloves on. He removes them, wipes his hands on his jeans, then grabs the pie from her. Their pinkies brush in the slightest way. He wonders if she feels the electric spark like he does. “Thank you, that was nice of you.”

“You’re welcome. You’re cleaning up the place nicely,” she compliments, eying up the house. “I always thought hibiscus would look lovely against the pillars.”

Bradley curves his body towards the house and imagines the bright, colorful flowers in front of the porch. He remembers the varying oranges, pinks, yellows and purples of the hibiscus while he was in Hawaii.

“Yeah, they would actually,” he agrees. “They’d bring a nice Hawaiian tropic feel to the place.” He faces her again. “Um, I still have some fresh coffee inside. Would you like some?”

He’s choosing to ignore how many times he’s said ‘um’ while speaking with her and hopes she doesn’t notice.

She checks her watch on her left hand. It’s a dainty rose gold with a blush pink face, it winks at him in the light.

“I would but I don’t want to be late,” her tone is apologetic. When her big blue eyes meet his, he can see she truly is apologetic.

Then, he takes in her appearance. She’s wearing a pretty floral pink dress and a pair of nice white sandals. Her toes are painted pink and she has a few toe rings. Now, Bradley’s not saying he has a foot fetish, but he’s never seen cuter toes before.

“Where are you going, a wedding?”

“No,” she smiles. “Church. And I’m in with the babies this mornin’ but i wanted to properly welcome you to town on my way in.”

“Thank you. Apart from Walter and Shirley, this is the best welcome I’ve had.”

“Well, good. Would you like to accompany me? I attend the second service and that starts at 10:45.”

She stares up at him, dark blue eyes hopeful. He would love to accompany her anywhere in the world, but–

“Uhh, I’ve never really been to church before. Except for funerals.”

Too many funerals….

“Oh, that’s all right. The music is great and Pastor Wade always has funny puns. If you ever want to check it out, let me know.”

She heads back to her bike then Bradley remembers something.

“Hey, wait,” he takes a few steps towards her. “You didn’t tell me your name.”

A warm breeze lifts her hair, the sun shining gold in the auburn strands. It looks so soft and silky, Bradley won’t deny how he wants to see if it’s as soft as it looks.

“I’m Ophelia. Have a good Sunday, Bradley. Maybe I’ll see you later.”

She turns her bike around, climbs on, then pedals from his driveway onto the road. Bradley stares after her until she disappears around the trees. Her blueberry pie is still in his hand. The bottom of the pan is still warm.

“Ophelia,” he murmurs. He loves how her name sounds like a song.

[livealittleoc-cb]

“The rain feels so nice. An umbrella? No. I’m okay.~”

Basic Information

☽｡⋆ Name: Diego Rose

☽｡⋆ Species: Weather Warlock

☽｡⋆ From Manhattan, New York [The Human Equivalent to Escain in Astria] [Mixed Race: Colombian [Dad], African [Mum]]

☽｡⋆ He/Him | Gay, Monogamous | 26 [01/10, Aquarius] | 5’10”

☽｡⋆ Occupation: Weather Man in Astria [Schedules the Weather in the Realms], Royal Guard [Guard, Quitting Soon]

☽｡⋆ “Human” Appearance: light brown skin, curly short hair, light brown eyes, covered in freckles [trails from his entire face to his neck, shoulders && wrists], no tattoos, has studded earrings, multiple scars on his arms from training, wears male presenting clothes [sometimes feminine presenting], sweatpants, band tees, loose oversized hoodies, oversized jackets, loose t-shirts, baggy jeans, baggy cargo pants, comfortable sneakers, leather jackets, compression shirts, form fitting shirts, crop tops [sometimes], tank tops, occasionally wears makeup, tends to get his hair braided otherwise it’s in a fro or nicely formed curls, wears lots of colors mainly yellows, purples && black

☽｡⋆ Warlock Appearance && Information: Weather Warlock [Medium Magic Pool]; Weather Magic [Can control the weather && change it], light brown skin, curly short hair, sky blue eyes with yellow specks, covered in freckles [trails from his entire face to his neck, shoulders && wrists], no tattoos, has studded earrings, multiple scars on his arms from training, wears male presenting clothes [sometimes feminine presenting], sweatpants, band tees, loose oversized hoodies, oversized jackets, loose t-shirts, baggy jeans, baggy cargo pants, comfortable sneakers, leather jackets, compression shirts, form fitting shirts, crop tops [sometimes], tank tops, shorts, occasionally wears makeup, tends to get his hair braided by Marci otherwise it’s in a fro or nicely formed curls, wears lots of colors mainly yellows, purples && black

☽｡⋆ Personality: sassy asf, will take no one’s shit, heavily sarcastic, caring, soft, great listener, extroverted, can be a little shit., is caring in a direct && harsh kind of way

☽｡⋆ Likes: rain, walks, walks in the rain, the sound of rain hitting windows/the ground, the smell of wet grass, being outside, going out, rainbows, warm places when it’s cold outside, yellow && light blue shades, salty && sour foods

☽｡⋆ Dislikes: being sassed back, annoying people, doesn’t hate or dislike many things

Fun Facts

✮ Familiar[s]/Pet[s]: None But Babysits Buttons for Jay ✮ Languages: English [New Yorkian Twinge], Spanish [Less Than Basic] ✮ Abilities: Create Clouds, Rain Clouds, Sunny Days, Storms, Etc. ✮ Love Language[s]: Quality Time && Words of Affirmation [Giving && Receiving] ✮ Since he has a medium level of magic he has a harder time learning any other kind of magic outside of Weather Magic ✮ Is embarrassed if his freckles ✮ He really loves to get his hair done along with having his hair played with ✮ Has the habit of painting only his pinky nail purple or yellow ✮ Loves rainbows as much as he loves rain, it’s his next favorite thing to create ✮ His eyes can change color depending on mood; looks like the sun is glowing in his eyes with a reflective rainbow [happy], stormy grey [angry], look cloudy && turn a darker blue [sadness] ✮ Knows how to drive but tends to prefer to walk everywhere ✮ Tends to be compared to a black cat because of his sass ✮ Smells like a warm sun spot with hints of vanilla or Vanilla && or Lavender Perfume ✮ Is the sweet silence of someone listening to your every word, being attentive && holding onto each word as they enjoy your voice

NSFW

☽｡⋆ Strict Sub [Can be an Obedient or Bratty Sub]; Praise [Giving && Receiving], Man Handling [Receiving], Light Bondage [Receiving], Toys [Receiving], Oral [Giving], Light Choking [Receiving], Marking [Giving && Receiving], Nicknames/Pet Names [Receiving: Sweetheart, Baby, Sweet Boy, Etc.; Giving and Receiving], Aftercare [Receiving && Giving] [Tends to lean towards being a pillow prince. Isn’t super kinky but open to most kinks but might sub drop with harder kinks. Enjoys being taken cared of && can come off as a little selfish in bed but will do stuff in return. Loves aftercare.]

☽｡⋆ Hard Nos: feet, watersports, wasteplay

☽｡⋆ His eyes turn a deeper blue almost navy blue when arroused

☽｡⋆ Safe Word: Rain

☽｡⋆ Uses ☔️ on Dash

Relationships && Stauses

☽｡⋆ Decorating for Christmas with His Babies, Content

☽｡⋆ Happily Dating @multi-joong ☕️ Barista [The Rain to his Clouds🌧️] [02/04/23] [Engaged On: 08/20/23] [Married On: 02/03/24] [Impatient Babes🫣]

☽｡⋆ Friend[s]: Jay [Menace Everywhere🙄], Ace [Little Angel🪽], Marci [Only One Trusted with His Hair🎀]

☽｡⋆ Tags: #☔️diego.txt [General Interaction Tag], #🎶diego music [Music Inspiration], #☔️diego wants [Outside Reblogs], #🌈happy birthday weatherman [26th Birthday Tag, 01/10/24, Late Birthday], #🧡💜joongdi [Beautiful Barista Ship Tag], #☕️🐸baby frog [Beautiful Barista Ship Tag], #💍engaged to my dream man [JoongDi Engagement Tag] #💒the love of my life [JoongDi Wedding Tag]

☽｡⋆ Faceclaim: @/taylorkarknott on Instagram

[sadienita]

@gamerwoo It took a few hours but i made it worse better

[9:07] “No, no guys I really gotta go,” Felix grinned. “Things to do, people to see.” The chat, as it always did, whined for him to stay just a little longer. Just a few more minutes. Just one more round. But he made a promise to a pretty lady that he wasn’t about to break.

“You’ll get more of me tomorrow,” he said, holding out his pinkie to the camera. “Promise.” Despite the wall of crying emojis (they were always so dramatic) he waved goodbye while ending the stream.

As much as he loved streaming, this moment was always nice. The quiet time when he took off his headphones, eyes closed for a moment while resting back in the chair. Thankfully he’d played well today and had decent luck when needed so he wasn’t overly frustrated. Even though you calmed him down, he still liked to go to you in good spirits.

“Hi, sweetie pie~”

You turned to smile at Felix from where you were preparing the food that had just arrived. He looked a little tired but satisfied which meant today was a good day.

“Right on time,” you hummed as he made his way to you. You allowed the momentary distraction from what you were doing to turn to Felix as he wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned in to press a soft kiss to your lips. You ran your fingers through his freshly dyed, silver hair as you pulled back to look at him, gaze lifted from his lips, over his pretty septum piercing and star-like freckles to his soft, warm, brown eyes.

“Was it a good stream?” You hummed.

A pout immediately formed on Felix’s lips. “You didn’t watch?”

“Baby,” you giggled. “You know I didn’t have time today.”

“I can’t believe you missed my stream,” he said, feigning hurt as he looked away from you dramatically. 

“Well, then I guess you don’t want any of the food I ordered while I was not watching your stream and timed it so it would arrive right as you were finishing.”

“You know what,” he said. “It’s fine, you can always watch it back later.”

You laughed before he pulled you back in for another kiss, sweet and slow. You let yourself savour it for a few more moments before gently pushing him back.

“Okay, let me finish getting the food ready, okay?”

“I expect more kisses when you come to the living room,” he pouted.

“I never deny you kisses, do I?”

“Not yet,” he giggled, eyeing you playfully. “But it could happen.”

“Never,” you chuckled. While he settled in the living room you grabbed the food and plates and anything else you needed before carefully carrying it into the room. Though it wasn’t the place he streamed, he’d still set up pretty lights for when you cuddled together in there. Hues of pink, purple, and blue doused the room. Felix had pulled the little coffee table close to the couch and already had your switches ready. 

He helped you to set all the food out so it was easy to reach, stealing as many kisses as he could, before you both settled. He made sure to pull you nice and close to him before he started eating, quickly stuffing his mouth, cheeks puffed out with food as he chewed, giving you a smile.

You snorted out a laugh at the sight before grabbing your switch with the immediate goal of checking out Felix’s island. He’d been late to animal crossing, only getting it a few days ago, but you knew he’d made progress quickly. Felix was quick to follow after another large bite of food.

“Woah, baby you’re fast,” you laughed, looking at how much he’d managed to set up in a few days of gameplay.

“It’s almost like I’m good at gaming,” he grinned.

“You can’t be good at every game,” You said.

“Who says?” He giggled, sticking out his tongue.

“Me says,” you poked his cheek. Felix couldn’t seem to hold back his hearty laugh as you smiled, taking another bite of food and continuing to explore before you happened across something that made you gasp. 

“Wait, you already got Shino?”

“Yep,” Felix hummed, now walking around on your island. “Sweetie pie, your island is so pretty.”

“How?”

“Huh?”

“How did you get her so fast?”

Felix gave you a mischievous grin. “I have my ways.”

You knew the real answer was just luck but it didn’t stop you from pouting about it.

“I want her.”

“Sorry, my island is just better,” he smiled.

You narrowed your gaze. “I wonder if I can get her to move to my island instead.”

“Hey! You can’t steal my villagers!”

“I can do whatever I please.”

Felix grabbed at you, trying to get the switch from your hands. You giggled, holding it away from him. It stayed safely in your hands as he knocked you back onto the couch, attacking you with kisses to try and make you relent. 

Laughter slowly died as his kisses all over you cheeks moved to your lips. You enjoyed his warmth on top of you as he kissed you, getting lost in the feeling for a few more moments before he pulled back to gaze at you lovingly.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetie pie.”

“I’m still gonna try and steal Shino from you, though.”

[ask-the-owl-house-squad]

[OOC: Any interesting headcanons? I wanna know them all-]

(Oh god, where do I even START

Get ready for this ride LMAO

I HC that the Collector can change their age, like an age shifter. They're a God, who says they can't do that?

The reason I think they can do that is because whenever they were imprisoned in the mirror, they never had a chance to really "grow up." By canon standards, they were around a VERY long time, and sure, being imprisoned in the mirror might have stopped aging completely, but I think that their personality can determine their age. They didn't know about mortality and had to be taught, implying that their siblings (the Archivists) never taught them SHIT. Maybe if they actually knew things and were taught things, they wouldn't be so childlike!

I also HC that, eventually, King gives the Collector a nickname like "Colli" so it'd be easier to say than "Collector." Because, after all, how many Collectors are out there? We only see Colli on the Boiling Isles but what about the Archivists? Where are they? It'd be nice to give them a little nickname!

I HC that trustworthy people associated with the Emperor's Coven get to keep their palismen, like Lilith and Raine. Raine's palisman seems to be their fox on their violin and Lilith's is, as expected due to familial relation, is a bird. They both had a reason to stay there- Lilith for Eda's sake, Raine the same- so it was highly unlikely that they'd betray Belos until absolutely necessary

I imagine if a Collector dies, they become a star in the night sky. I just thought that'd be cute. This doesn't really come into play unless Colli (or a secret character >:3) dies, but it did come into play when my partner and I created an AU called the Fallen Star AU where Colli protects King from Belos similar to how Luz protects Colli. I like angst, what can I say?

I also hc that all Collectors don't like liars because, as shown by Colli, he always wants to do pinky swears as a sort of "contract" (even if it isn't the most reliable one)

I hc that the Archivists are on another planet as their home and are waiting for a time to strike, and maybe they might've shown up if Disney didn't cancel TOH.

I HC that Colli also has scars from when Belos' lichen shit started attaching to their arms and spreading

Similarly, I think the reason it took a long time for it to infect them is because of their Godly status and powers

Also, unrelated to the other HC's, I HC that King 100% sleeps in weird positions like my fucking dog. One day he's fucking twisted and laying on his back and Eda walks in and breathes through her teeth like "How tf is that comfortable?"

I also hc that King's glyph(s) are more Titan-like, as shown by the Light glyph in the finale, because he's actually alive unlike his father

Also I think the Archivists and Colli have never really bled before due to their strength, so if they get a cut or injury, they kind of have a moment of panic upon seeing their own blood

Similarly, I think their blood would be purple or something abnormal like that. Purple and blue are my guesses, maybe red like a red star

I also HC that all Collectors have some phase of the moon on them, like how Colli has a crescent moon. Maybe one of them had/has a blood moon marking on them, or a full moon, or something! And I think that'd correlate to their power and/or their blood color. Maybe full-mooned Collectors are stronger, though that doesn't mean crescent-mooned Collectors are weak. It just depends on how well they can use their magic and have trained for it!

I think there's more, but I can't remember all of them right now! If I remember more, I'll post them!

[lovable-chica]

Rosie

🩷Tomboy, Kind, Helpful, Cheerful and Cute

🩷Rosie is one of the small engines along with Thomas and Percy, She May be a little silly but Nice once you get to know her

🩷She and her driver buddy yap use to idolize Thomas and Amber until they came to their rescue

🩷The Purple ribbon was a gift from Amber and Abby

🩷She likes to make new friends when they are new to the island and often chuffs around the island in her engine form

🩷Best Friends with: Thomas, Percy, James, Amber(bff),Abby(bff), Angel(bff), Yap(Bestie), Yip(Bestie),Bah-Bah, Valarie, Ryan, Chantal

🩷Close Friends with: the mane 6, Henry, Duck, Arthur and Super Friendly with Everyone else

Abby Marylin Husky

💜The Most TomBoy of the island

💜This Silly Teenage girl will be friends with you and beat up anyone who proves you or her (She’s very loyal very)

💜Scottish Gurl (Just like her friends Donald and Douglas, Angel is also Scottish)

💜She Enjoys Visiting The Blue Mountain Quarry and Her Engine Buddy is Rheneas

💜She was Taught How to Punch by Rainbow Dash, She can run really fast in her boots

💜Likes Pop-Tarts and Spaghetti

💜Best Friends with: Rheneas, Peter Sam, Skarloey, Sir Handel, Murdoch, Arthur, Thomas, Percy, Amber( adopted sis), Angel(Sis), Chantal, Yap, Yip, Donald and Douglas, Duck

Close Friends with: Duncan, Rainbow Dash, Twilight, Luke, Pinkie Pie, AppleJack

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

I thought for sure the Pilot G2 would remain my favorite purple pen, but in terms of color it's actually my least favorite. It leans more towards red than blue, and even the cheap Bic ballpoint looks better on paper. In terms of how they all feel to write with, the G2 is my second favorite. I prefer gel pens over all else, and I'm most used to the way the G2 feels in my hand, but I just recently discovered the Pentel Energel, and it gets high marks across the board. It's nice and hefty without being expensive, it has a rich color, and it lays down ink very smoothly.

I've noticed that all the gel pens have the same problem. If I quickly draw a straight line, a bead of ink leaks out of the tip and splotches the paper (kinda looks like an arrowhead at the end of the line). This causes the ink to smear, and even though I'm right handed I still find my pinky and ring fingers covered in purple ink after writing more than a few lines with each. I guess gel doesn't dry fast enough.

The Papermate is nice and dark, but it doesn't last very long. All the other pens can be bought in bulk, but the Papermate only seems to come as a single in packs with other colors, and they run out of ink before you've even gotten into the groove of things. Either they don't hold as much or they lay down more than the rest, but the end result is an inferior writing experience.

The Bic is disposable while all the gel pens can be refilled. That said, I've only ever been able to find refills for the G2 in stores, and even then only in packs of two, so the manufacturers really want you to throw them away when they run dry.

The G2 is probably still my favorite overall because it's sufficient. It does what it needs to do with minimal downsides. It feels good in the hand and doesn't smudge as badly as the higher quality Energel, which makes up for the dull color. The Bic would fare much better if it weren't so cheap and flimsy. It looks good but feels terrible. If the Papermate lasted longer, it would eclipse the G2. Same for the Energel if it dried faster. All three gel pens are in the same league, none substantially better than the others, so it's all up to personal preference.