#the dollmaker story

[mochasucculent]

I hate making comics but in 2020 something possessed me to draw this page out in a few hours and then I never touched the idea again lol

If I had any willpower at all it woulda been a horror-mystery about a small isolated town that has grown complacent with the presence of a being that makes reanimated creatures out of any corpse it can get its hands(?) on lol

[princesschas-blog]

Sano x Angelica - The beginning Chapter 1

The beginning

Chapter 1

The clock struck 8. It was time. Angelica stood straight, with faded brownish-pink hair reaching to her knees, clouded green eyes, and a few stray beauty marks pricked her skin, in a uniform drenched in black, despite her petite body,  made her look more dignified and proper, she held her chin high and a briefcase by her side. She was the daughter of Gabriel Vanhelsing, the multi-billionaire demon hunter, who was the current head of the Vanhelsing clan; he was one of the thousands before him, holder of the title “Gabriel,” given by God himself. Angelica had every right to hold her head high, she was practical royalty. 

There, who cautiously stepped into the lobby of the luxurious Helsing Plaza, were the ambassadors of The Demon Integration Alliance, otherwise known as the D.I.A., their leader, Joseph F. Lee led from the front and upon greeting the young heiress, he bowed, took her gloved hand, and kissed an emerald green ring that glittered on her pointer finger.

“It is an honor to meet you, Ms. Van Helsing.”

Angelica’s eyes idly remained at the top of his head, then flicked up to stare daggers into the five wary members behind him, those eyes, that face, the epitome of beauty, as she was known for across the country. She studied in uneasy silence, like she was burning their faces into her head. Perhaps to hunt them later. Then she smiled.

“...Likewise, Sir. Lee, but please, call me Angelica.”

“Yes, yes of course, Angelica…”

He seemed surprised, but did his best to keep it from showing.

“Ah…allow me to introduce our head ambassadors. They are the most prevalent members, who’ve done much for our cause.”

“I’m sure.”

Angelica nodded, and signaled with her hand, urging him for introductions. A red headed woman spoke up first, holding her hand out to shake Angelica’s.

“My name is Karina. Karina Grey.”

Angelica took her hand in hers. 

“A pleasure.”

She stated softly. 

“Seungbin Choi.”

“Segun Barlow.”

Their introductions were short, all except for the last one. He patted the man’s shoulder affirmatively and smiled,

“This. This is Dr. Kojima. One of my leads, his healthcare is infamous, I’m sure you already know, progressing research by decades, and very passionate about the integration movement.”

Angelica looked up, he was a big man, standing tall at at least six-foot-five. His hair, slicked back, was black, darker than her uniform, he wore blue square lenses, behind them were his heterochromatic blue and gray eyes, and even with the pinkish scar carved across his olive toned face, he was deathly handsome. His aura itself was intimidating, but she knew him, he was the adoptive son of Cain Zeitgeist, yes, she was all too familiar. 

“Sano Kojima.”

His deep droll sounded, 

“Pleased to be your acquaintance. Ms. Angelica.”

“You must be proud of your accomplishments, their quite impressive,”

She followed with a small chuckle, and Sano nodded.

“Of course.”

As her gaze lingered across each one of them, she caught wind of the tension painted on their faces. There was no mistaking it, their defenses were up, and they were ready to pounce. The collective few noticed the plaza’s lifelessness, the absence of human life. All but Angelica.

“I won’t strike if you don’t.”

Her voice broke through the thick air, and she pushed her glasses further up the bridge of her small nose. The glint of light blocking the sight of her eyes.

“It’s only a precaution. I pray you understand. Do not worry. You are protected here. As we agreed upon.”

Angelica spun on her heel and began to stride towards the elevator.

“Well, We shouldn’t stall any further. My father is growing impatient.”

They reluctantly followed suit, entering the elevator with her, as she hit the button for the 100th floor. The silence felt so loud, but as soon as they landed on the 100th floor and the elevators opened she spoke again,

“Follow me.”

She led them down a corridor, and to two giant double doors, where they slowly creaked open. Inside was a large wooden table, a hanging glass chandelier, and windows overlooking New York City as the sun began to set.

“Father.”

Angelica bowed her head, and walked to sit beside him at the long meeting table. There were only a few attendants, one who took Angelica’s coat, one attempting to take care of the ambassadors and another who set refreshments down. Gabriel stood up.

“Welcome to our home.”

He smiled, but the sunset shining through the big glass windows blocked out his face.

“You have met my beautiful daughter already, yes? These are my sons, Micahelis and Ezekiel.”

Angelica watched from her seat as they exchanged pleasantries, greetings and small conversation. Soon after, they took their designated spots, Gabriel sat down and hummed.

“Where do we start…hmm? How about your cause? What is it exactly that you want?”

He lit a cigar and leaned forward, resting a hand near his lips.

“Well. Mr. Van Helsing.”

“Gabriel.”

“Ah-Gabriel. Our main goal is to push for a complete integration of the demon race, by the end of the year.”

“Five months. How bold.”

“Yes, but surely you can see-”

“Why do you need us?”

Angelica lowered her head.

“Our family is quite busy.”

 “ The safety of millions of human lives weighs on our shoulders. This...would only serve to burden us further.”

“Mr.Gabriel. We are well aware. Which is why I have sought your family out. We need your support, to bring an end to demon hunting. Not only protect the lives of humans, but demons too. Surely you know the struggle we face with the underground, people who are trying to discern our organization's efforts.”

Sano watched as the smaller of the four looked to the side, as her brothers and father shared stern glances.

“Demons. Demons who discern your efforts. But Why should we help you? You are not people, you have no humanity, you are not God’s creations.”

“With all due respect, Dr. Kojima was born between a human and a naga, so does he retain only half of his humanity? Only half you should protect? There are more like him.”

Gabriel quickly countered him.

“I know what he is. I know who his grandfather is too. Raised by that man, I can only imagine what has influenced him.”

Sano scowled, then scoffed.

“Is that so?”

Sano spoke lowly, 

“What your… “Hunters” do, how is that any different then brutal genocide?”

“Genocide of a race that has threatened the livihoods of good people…and what good are you? Who is born of sin?”

“This is a peace meeting, we don’t need to throw unnecessary slander.”

Karina interjected, she crossed her arms as she frowned, feeling offended by his words.

“I concur.”

Muttered the now stoic Segun. That helped nothing, however, words began to be thrown back and forth. Angelica seemed in a daze, looking down at her now cold tea. As the bickering amongst those at the table began to rise. Both parties talking over one another, even her brothers throwing shots. A grimace arose on her face as she felt overwhelmed by the constant dispute. Her fist hit the table, silencing the parties, signaling her father. She slowly signed with her hands.

“Father.”

She locked eyes with Mr.Lee, and for a split second, Sano.

“You are not listening. Father. Hear them out. I believe you are looking over a valuable possibility.”

Her eye contact switched back to her father, as he seemed to suddenly understand her position.

“Speak, Annie.”

“I personally, do not see the issue with bringing upon the end of demon hunting. It has always been an exhaustion of our resources, and overwhelming for our forces.”

She paused.

“That does not mean I wish to end it completely. Rather, I think it's time we began to shift our focus onto demons who pose immediate threats to the well-being of the people and demons themselves. It has been impossible to keep the underground contained and subdued with the amount of concern we place on demons and devils as a whole. It's festering. If we do nothing about it now, it will be a bigger problem in the future.”

Gabriel thought for a moment, and before he could speak Micahelis agreed,

“She is correct. Father. I believe it to be a better course of action.”

“We can change the name too.”

Ezekiel mumbled.

“Well…I don't see why not.”

Gabriel reluctantly voiced.

“Then, I also think it will support our family. Not only will the human race back the C.C.E, but the demon race too. It could prove to be beneficial later on. Nothing is wrong with good press.”

Angelica locked her fingers, and rested her chin on her hands.

“And one more thing…”

Angelica hummed.

“perhaps…we can fix a marriage proposal. A form of union. And a symbol to both kinds of unity, I think it would make a pretty good covenant.”

There was a hush stillness in the room, as they anxiously awaited Mr. Gabriel and his response. The D.I.A. would not hesitate to accept such a term, it benefited them too much to refuse. He was a little stunned, but realization settled in as he understood just exactly what his daughter was inferring. An arranged marriage, Gabriel had been searching for a suitable partner for her all this time, and there it was, his golden ticket. Angelica, marrying one of the ambassadors, easier to control, meant access to confidential information, and she could be his eyes. Although, he didn’t know who he would choose, it would be one of six present in the room. 

“Ambassador Lee, do you agree with such terms?”

Gabriel cocked his head, dabbing his cigar out in a tin tray. While Joseph Lee looked for approval, he quickly spoke.

“Yes. We can make something work.”

Gabriel chuckled, a foreboding, sinister chuckle. 

“Then let’s talk details.”

[alfredojesta]

circus squad highschool au has also been running rampant in my mind for some time...

vine, freshman and sent to public school by his foster parents, is anxious and scared of basically everyone. he skips most days and barely gets his schoolwork done.

papa grande, who's the english teacher and owns his own bookstore, notices vine's anxiety. they grow a bond with grande becoming vine's favourite teacher. vine starts eating lunch in grande's classroom instead of the bathroom stall where he used to go.

later on in the year, grande introduces vine to a few of his other students — nathan, candy pop, jason and jonathan. why? because papa grande trusts them. they're all hardworking seniors. they all get along pretty nicely, seeing as they all share a love for art. the six of them eat lunch together in papa grande's classroom (even when grande is absent.)

grande teaches them how to do magic tricks. he also, being an english teacher, turned the lunchtime meetings into somewhat of a book club. he gives them novels to read and requests they write short paragraphs about the book. because they're nerds with no life, they willingly do grande's assignment. candy pop has turned it into sort of a competition: first person to complete their paragraph gets a point (for what? no one's sure.)

vine grows more comfortable coming to school when he realises he's not all that alone in his troubles. the others help him with his assignments and give him life advice — or at least nathan, grande and jon do. candy pop isn't to be listened to ("juggle thy cares away!") and jason's only advice is "get a drink of water."

jason himself wasn't able to make more friends until amelia unfriended him (their friendship was extremely toxic. amelia couldn't even tell jason that she had other friends without jason trying to convince her they're all fake.)

in addition, jason was bullied for:

wearing a tophat to school

being british

having red hair

wanting to be a toymaker

not having any friends

looking feminine

and basically just being autistic

his first true friends were nathan and candy pop, who he was forced to work with for a group project. in all honesty, jason didn't want to talk to either of them. he was still not over the loss of amelia. nathan didn't want to talk to jason either. however, candy pop's friendliness meant they were gonna have to talk eventually. and surprisingly, the three of them grew close.

i'm thinking of a cute scene where they have a sleepover at nathan's house. and because jason isn't allowed to have sweets often (his parents are really fucking strict on him), he's rather shocked when they get to bake cookies together. candy pop's cookies are the fucking best so they have a good time.

jason's father is a "toughen up, you are a man" type of guy, which is why jason does his under eyeliner during homeroom and wipes it off before he goes home. but at the sleepover, nathan does jason's makeup for him — and jason is Amazed. Shocked. Speechless. he stares at his reflection for minutes. nathan gives jason some stuff to take home so he can do more makeup on himself in secret.

he likes the feeling of it — it's not because he's a crossdresser but because it helps jason to express himself more. same with nathan (who is goth) and candy pop (who loves jesters!!!)

they're best friends who get into a bunch of shit together but all come from the same line of wanting to discover themselves and grow as people together. oh and — nathan pierces jason and candy pop's ears. jason obviously takes them out before he gets home or else he'll get the world's longest lecture. candy pop, on the otherhand, lives with (humanised) night terrors who couldn't give less of a shit about what candy pop does as long as he's alive.

[kintsug1kitsune]

new doll [short story ; no cw]

Here in my Library is a great workshop.

It has many circular rooms, closets full with parts, drawers filled with tools, all lined with many mechanics at my beck and call, machine arms and tendrils to deliver me what I ask for in moments. I do not keep any assistant dolls here, and though the Library is my body as a whole, I work here on my dolls within my coalesced self, a small humanoid form of shadows. Personal, intimate in the small central chamber.

A shell lays splayed before me on the worktable. I have already bound the ceramith plates together at the joints, layered false skin over the innumerable clockwork parts I assembled beneath. I look upon its face, perfectly-sculpted by my own hands, lids closed gently shut, silver hair short, rooted into its scalp naturalistically; it will choose its own color of hair later, as well as a color for its porcelain, its gender, and any other parts necessary for its duties or pleasure. For now, it is quiet. Unalive. Beautiful. Still.

I hum a tune to myself and sing softly in the language of Witches. "My doll, my doll, true in stiller ways; a home in hearth, forgotten stiller days…" I rest my hands upon its core, finally completed. I would sigh in relief and pride if I had lungs.

It is a small thing, perhaps the size of one hand, an orb sealed in stained glass voidkrystal and glowing softly. I cannot hear it ticking. It has not started yet--but now, it will. I lift it up, and set it into the receptacle in my new doll's chest cavity. I connect the wires into place, soldering with witchfire from one fingertip, and then lay the closing plate atop; it hisses in with hydraulic support, and closes my doll.

Then, one final touch.

Gently, I lower my head down to its, and place my lips over its, and breathe pure fission from my mouth into its.

Now I hear the ticking from its chest.

Now, its glassy eyes flutter open.

I feel the first false breath from it, exhaust heat as its systems come to function.

It gives a mechanical trill and sits up into my arms. Cocks its head. "Hello. Hello?" It seems surprised at its voice, and the fact can speak. Dollspeak, of course; learning other languages will come in time. "Who… is this one? What is this one? And who are you? Why are you holding me?"

I smile softly to it. "You are my doll. I created you. I am your Witch. My name is Cynithe, and I cherish you dearly."

"Your… name?" it chirped, staring blankly, but in a way I understood. Dollish learning. "Does this one have a name?"

"We will find out together, mm? Now, come up. There is much to discuss."

I hold its hand as it rises, and together, we begin our way into the wider Library and my doll's new existence.

[antihibikase-archive]

Redid my Kuroshipping and Shiroshipping thing from months back, now that they all have finalized designs! This is the closest I can do their canon appearances, while also spicing it up a little bit! :]

[mapleeeee]

X marks the spot he loves treasure hunting. Always fighting for the best treasure. He has many scars. He may look unintelligent but he is. He wouldn’t be as successful at his job as a treasure hunter if he wasn’t intelligent. That is why he can sneak away with treasure because he doesn’t look like a typical treasure hunter. 

He lives in a cabin deep in the forest. He loves to garden plants that grow in shade and even some flowers in his free time. He loves hunting too with his bow and arrow. He eats the meat he gets from the animals he shoots. He is a nature lover and is respectful of his natural environment.

Picrew link: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/2443117

[creekfiend]

I made all my lake story guys in picrew today 😌

[zephhhhh]

cringetober 4. angel x demon

[ask-the-good-creeps]

One word prompt: glasses

The eerily still being was the tallest one he'd seen yet. If seeing one that looked like the Boss with glasses was unsettling, seeing this one with bright polka dots in all the colors of the rainbow conquering his suit was even more so. This one wore a top hat, and currently had his back to him; but those same thin, black tendrils were jutting out of his back. The only difference was the golden bells on their ends, which rang out periodically with the movement of the appendages.

Masky remembered Toby telling them that Boss had brothers, plural, but somehow he still hadn't been expecting to meet another one...and so soon after they met the first. He'd come out to see Sally and bring her a new toy – a bright red yoyo with glitter and LED lights in it – but stopped in his tracks at the sight of the newcomer. The proxy knew the being went by Splendorman, and what he'd heard about the entity being friendly toward children was clearly accurate. He kept his distance while he watched Sally play with the group of other dead children that Splendorman seemed to have brought with him.

It was nice, seeing her laughing and playing like an ordinary child. He cracked a small smile under his mask, but didn't dare approach. Rumor had it that Splendorman was naturally passive and friendly, but was prone to violent murderous rages that made even their Boss uneasy when he felt the need to protect a child. The last thing Masky wanted was to confirm that rumor the hard way by accidentally frightening one of the being's current charges. He took his eyes off Sally for a moment and noticed with a slight pang of panic that Splendorman was no longer standing in the clearing. Oh no.

Before his thoughts could go further, he heard the gentle ringing of a small bell right next to his ear. He turned slowly to find his face inches from one that looked like it was painted on...

xxxxx

"You actually screamed?" Hoodie chuckled as Masky's cheeks tinted slightly pink from embarrassment.

"I didn't know what to expect – it was a gut reflex," he mumbled.

"Well, I sincerely apologize for startling you," Splendorman had said this to Masky several times since the incident, but his tone was no less genuine than it had been the first time he said it. Masky had come to know that the taller being was definitely loathe to upsetting others, and he was sure he'd get over it long before Splendorman did.

"It's alright – I just didn't know who you were back then," the proxy reassured him. Truth be told, Splendorman was the only Splendor that Masky actually felt comfortable around. Outside of that little misunderstanding the first time they met, the entity had never been anything but outright friendly to him.

"One of these days I'll finally tell you about when I first met Jingle Bells here," Hoodie shook his head with a grin at the memory only he could see and Splendorman shook a couple of his bells merrily in response to the random but apt nickname. Masky looked out toward the horizon; it had been a long time since he last saw the ocean.

The waves whispered their soothing lullaby as they seized the wind's coattails to pull them to the shore. The beach was made up of stones rather than sand, and little shells and pieces of sea glass could be found among them if one were to look closely. The sun painted the cloudless sky in magentas and tangerines and violets as it began its nightly descent into inky depths where the sea split from the sky. Nobody else was anywhere nearby on this abandoned dock, it was just the three of them. It was a calm, serene setting; despite everything, Masky found himself relaxing in the peaceful atmosphere.

"I wonder what's keeping Toby?" Hoodie mused. The youngest proxy had wandered off roughly an hour prior after stating rather cryptically that he 'had some business to attend to'. Their assignment would be starting at twilight, which was coming soon.

"Who knows? Maybe the stock market crashed and he's having a crisis." Masky shrugged as he put a cigarette between his lips and felt around his pocket for a lighter. Hoodie snorted at that. Masky lit his smoke and turned to ask Splendorman a question, but the entity was no longer standing with them.

"Maybe he's on his way to bail out Toby on Wall Street." Hoodie joked. Masky shook his head and took a long drag.

"If Toby's ever gonna need bailed out of anywhere, it's prison...and I don't think there's one of those around here for miles." Masky exhaled a cloud of grey smoke as he spoke.

"He's a resourceful kid, I'm sure he'll find a way." Hoodie chuckled again, and Masky did, too. Then the conversation died away, and the only sounds that tainted the salty breeze were the crashing of the waves and the occasional screech of a seagull. The pair waited patiently for Toby to return while the light steadily disappeared into the water.

Only the full moon lit the landscape now, and Masky was starting to get concerned. He shared a glance with Hoodie, confirming that he, too was worried about Toby. The kid had his issues, but he was never late.

"He went this way earlier. We've gotta run into him at some point," Hoodie gestured toward the trees with one hand and pulled his mask down with the other. Masky nodded and pulled his own disguise over his face as they headed out to search. They had only walked a few feet into the woods when they heard movement in the foliage. They both looked up to see their missing companion sitting in the tree above them.

"Where are you going?" He called down to them. Hoodie sighed heavily and facepalmed.

"We are going to handle the assignment. Are you going to join us, or keep being a nuisance?" Masky replied.

"I prefer the term 'm-menace', actually." Toby climbed down quickly and landed on his feet with a dull thud. He seemed mildly surprised at their irritation with him, as they usually weren't genuinely upset by his obnoxious behaviors. The sun seemed to have taken their sense of humor with it, and now the two were consumed with silent determination to complete their task.

"Did you bring everything?" Hoodie asked.

"I s-set it all up while I w-was out." Toby replied flatly. Hoodie gave a quick nod and started walking, and the other two followed suit. Even if they were successful in their endeavor, it was going to be a long night – and they all knew it.

[dokidokidollmaker]

Basically Kahvel and Rook's entire relationship dynamic. We're not sure if Rook does it on purpose or not. 🥐

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[whimsidollie]

Nothing will ever feed my ego as much as this one girl i was kinda friends with getting a white cat after i cut her off

(for context i have two white cats who she ADORED)

[spacebugarts]

I have a story that's the exact opposite! At about 13 I was at the stage where I wasn't really sure Santa existed and I decided to run a test: if Santa could bring me dolls of my two ocs with reference photos I provided, I would believe he was real. My mom was really dedicated though, and put out a post on facebook asking if there was anyone that could sew and potentially make dolls out of the drawings I provided. I ended up finding out Santa wasn't real later that year anyways, but that morning I was so excited when I found two perfect recreations of my drawings under the tree with the rest of the store-bought presents. It's one of my favorite memories to this day, and the woman that reached out and made them attended my graduation party :)

They live on a shelf with the rest of my toys, and to this day are two of my main OCs, Alex and Lynn! They've changed a lot since then, but these two have a special place in my heart for reminding me of the good in the world <3

Edit: The drawings!!! Plus a photo from the day I got them :D also I didn't know the right term for "to scale" so I wrote "life size" but thankfully the artist understood lol

Are any of your ocs based on plushies / toys (or other childhood items)? Did you make the oc based on the plush or did you find a plushie that reminded you of an oc?

Ps. Not mandatory but I would reaaallly love to see if you have pictures!!!

[mynnthia]

compiling my headcanons for what video games dungeon meshi characters would like, if they were gamers in modern day

some taken from this post and my reblog additions there. added more characters, with some suggestions by friends/mutuals (marked by *asterisk ).

this can also be a games recommendation list based on your fav/most relatable characters too, if you want

characters that are not are included are bc i dont have ideas for them. if i only list the genre name but not any specific titles, its bc im not familiar enough with the character/genre to pick a specific game.

this list is, of course, biased towards games im more familiar with. feel free to ask me to elaborate on my choices or make suggestions in the comments

Laios' party:

Laios: plays lots of Monster Hunter. loves Spore but he doesnt often play past the tribal stage. likes Pokemon but he's more focused on catching the pokemon than following the story. played WolfQuest and DragonFable back in the day. enjoyed the concept of Bugsnax but wasn't interested in dealing with the NPCs

Marcille: mainly Dwarf Fortress, RTS games, some colony sims. but also sometimes The Sims, and dollmaker dress-up games. i could see her also enjoying Rollercoaster Tycoon and making elaborately-themed parks. might also occasionally indulge in some visual novels if she's in the mood for narrative she has Stardew Valley so she can have something to play co-op with falin, but its not a game she plays a lot of otherwise. when playing with falin, marcille micromanages the farm to maximize productivity, and does the decorations

Chilchuck: puzzle games and hidden object/escape room games as a video game-equivalent to finding/dismantling traps and lockpicking. i think he'd also enjoy Bejeweled.

Senshi: mainly Wii games and Cooking Mama. occasionally plays Snake on his 15-year-old nokia phone. i dont think he would enjoy games like Overcooked or restaurant manager games, because he likes to take his time making food, not stressing about customer service

Falin: some *Legend of Zelda games – she likes the exploration aspect in Breath of the Wild and Tears of the Kingdom, maybe also some of the toon zelda games like Minish Cap or Wind Waker she also plays Pokemon (*Pokemon Go when she's traveling), and i think she would enjoy some indie games, like Penko Park or Chicory: A Colorful Tale. plays Stardew Valley co-op with marcille – falin mainly takes care of the animals, mining, and picking the crops. occasionally makes improvement suggestions that marcille didnt think of

Izutsumi: i could see her enjoying games with parkour mechanics, like *Assassin's Creed, or Mirror's Edge. or maybe something simple but requiring cat-like swipes, like Fruit Ninja. despite her impatience, i think she could also enjoy action games with interesting longer narratives, as evidenced by [this omake] (relevant portion pictured below), so maybe *Final Fantasy 7 – my friend who's familiar with the game said "she’d find Cloud and Vincent relatable"

[ID: a dungeon meshi omake, where laios' party watches a nightmare monster manifest marcille's dream. there are snippets of dramatic soap opera-like dialogue. the rest of the party are initially enthusiastic but get bored over time, meanwhile izutsumi remains enthralled]

Kabru's party

Kabru: definitely Crusader Kings. maybe also some rpgs with relationship/faction mechanics, such as *Fire Emblem (one of the older ones or FE:3H) or Fallout: New Vegas (hes maxing out the speech stat asap) i think he would also enjoy mystery games like Pentiment and Return of the Obra Dinn – he would love the process of getting familiar with the many characters and deducing "who did what" in both games.

Rin: she takes pride in being an indie gamer (translating her disdain for upper class magic academy mages -> disdain for AAA games). given her chain-lightning magic in canon, i think she'd enjoy games with AOE-type magic, so maybe games such as Vampire Survivors. my mutual also suggested she might enjoy indie mystery visual novels like *Paranormasight, and that her AAA guilty-pleasure would be *Final Fantasy 14 – that rin is "a hardcore ff14 raider. would join PUGs and shot-call every week. #holm and diya might also play ff14 casually with rin but holm would be fishing mainly"

Mickbell: mainly Bethesda games like Fallout and Skyrim– enjoys the bootstrapper power fantasy in them. the type to go out of his way to pick up all the loot he can, to later sell

Kuro: enjoys the same games as Mickbell, but for the open-world exploration and investigation factors

Toshiro and Tansu's party:

Namari: her interest in fighting and weapons could translate to brawler/fighting games and action games with a focus on weapon stats – so maybe *Street Fighter, *God of War, and/or *Dark Souls. might play *Monster Hunter with laios but for the weapons. i could also see her occasionally enjoying truck simulators

Toshiro (Shuro): has the perseverance for soulslikes and other high-difficulty action and/or metroidvania games, but would take his time overthinking item/weapon synergies sometimes. given [his fondness for bugs], i could also see him enjoying Hollow Knight

Tade: would enjoy the cute aesthetics and lighthearted gameplay of Animal Crossing and Katamari. would also like idol anime rhythm games

Kiki: i think she would enjoy horror games such as Resident Evil, but would play it while super chill. i dont have much reasoning for this aside from vibes

Canaries:

Mithrun: plays Doom. got into Hollow Knight but still hasn't finished it because he keeps getting lost. senshi introduces him to Cooking Mama later on, which he finds surprisingly therapeutic

Cithis: plays Hitman and enjoys staging elaborate accident kills. i think she'd also enjoy The Cosmic Wheel Sisterhood, with her background as a devious fortune-teller

Fleki: surreal indie games like Hylics. also plays Team Fortress 2, and is a scout main. occasionally joins lycion in Animal Jam

Lycion: active WolfQuest and Animal Jam player. occasionally joins fleki in tf2

Pattadol: plays Stardew Valley – shes comparatively a normie, but on the meticulous side. she would enjoy perfecting her in-game farm

Otta: plays Genshin Impact. the serious reasoning is because of her (earth) elemental magic and how genshin has an elemental magic system (from my understanding. ive never played it). the joke reasoning is how some genshin players play to collect "waifus", and how otta goes through a lot of women in her dating life

Other:

Leed: runs her own guild in World of Warcraft

Winged Lion: god-games like WorldBox or Simmiland. and Darkest Dungeon (this ones mostly a joke)

Thistle: plays the original Plants VS. Zombies. also plays Minecraft and is very serious about it, but hasn't updated his game in years (translating the fact hes a 1000-year-old kid frozen in time -> playing "slightly old" games popular in the early 2010s)

[ID: tweet reply by twitter user ranchuppi – "thistle calls it lord delgal's server but he is the only mod. whole royal family is locked in spectator mode. Hell. living hell on earth."]

[sehruliyan]

writing a short story for english class and im making yusuke the protagonist, he's going to be a dollmaker

[heartfullofleeches]

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Pin [Yan Doll] and Doll Reader is friends to lovers. Remmy [Yan Dollmaker] and Doll Reader is (one-sided) enemies to lovers.

Doll Reader to Pin: Oh my gosh, Pin!! It's so nice to have another talking doll on the property. Is there anything I can do for you? Fix up your stitches? Read you a story from the library? You seem to really like the sound of my voice- It's an honor. The new coat you made for me is the best present I've received this decade. If only I had something as nice to give you in return.

Doll Reader to Remmy: Oh, it's you. You brought me flowers? What a shame, I'm allergic. How can a doll be allergic to flowers? Don't ask me silly questions, human. How are your dolls back home? Do you intend to put me on a shelf like them? Brush my hair everyday. Mend the tears in my clothes?.... Hold me like every minute we have together is the last?... Pfft - as if I'd want that from some dumb human.... Your hands are so soft though.

[oc-tournaments]

This is a blog dedicated to running OC tournaments! A new theme will be decided every time, decided by the followers. The first theme will be chosen by me, and is as follows:

GOD'S FAVOURITE PUNCHING BAG!

Note: Does not need to actually be a God! "God" refers to you, their creator, who enjoys putting them in situations.

To submit an OC, please read the rules below carefully before submitting!

I will be accepting fandom OCs and personal story OCS! However, for personal reasons I will not be accepting Harry Potter/Wizarding World, Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss or Homestuck OCs. This rule is firm and will not change.

You must submit a description of your OC and why they're God's favourite punching bag for them to be eligible!

The size of the bracket will be determined by the amount of submissions we receive.

No real people/canon characters can be submitted.

Be civil! ANY hostility towards other people or their OCs will result in being blocked and banned from interacting with any tournaments. This blog is not intended to breed hatred, but to showcase people's OCs and to generate new likings towards them!

You may submit up to three OCs, but only one per form! You will have to name your Tumblr blog to submit an OC, but you can request not to be named in the polls.

Self propaganda is allowed and encouraged, but hate propaganda towards other people's OCs is not allowed under any circumstances.

Your character must have some sort of reference image. Picrews and other dollmakers are allowed, but faceclaims are not.

The closing date for submissions is May 30th!! Please reblog and share to any friends who may be interested in submitting an OC <3

And please bear in mind this is my first tournament blog, so be kind in any criticism you may have of how I run things.

Fill in the form below to submit!

NOTICE: SUBMISSIONS ARE CLOSED! TOURNAMENT PREPARATIONS ARE UNDERWAY!!

Relevant blogs tagged for reach under cut! So sorry if you didn't want to be tagged, don't feel pressured to reblog <33

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