#the mute-ness works for him

[sleidog]

don't feel like spreading the poll of the week because theres enough negativity and pointed-ness around, however

[o-sachi]

Dress to Impress Headcanons ‧₊˚ ⋅ Blue Lock Chars.

ଳ what's it like to play the roblox game dress to impress with the blue lock boys?

ଳ characters; isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, michael kaiser, alexis ness, shidou ryusei, nagi seishirou, reo mikage, Chigiri Hyoma

ଳ tags; crack, some profanity lol, gn reader, no y/n, can be established rs or not

[🐟]: Let me know if you want more characters to this hehe ~

ᯓ Isagi Yoichi

"How do you change the skin? Where's the hair? Why do the others have faces?"

He's so lost... poor baby. Expect a lot of questions (some of which get repeated) from him about how the game works. He's going to be overwhelmed with the buttons and stuff around his character.

You think 5 minutes is more than enough to put together an outfit, but somehow Isagi comes out of the runway without hair or with a bunch of clothes layered on top of each other.

He also asks how you do the poses on the runway.

"Hey, what's pose 28?"

HE RATES SUPER HIGH, so you're over there pouting 'cuz he's helping these 10 year old children win.

"This one's really nice. She's got a big bow on her head." / "But the theme is sad day, Yoichi..." / "And? Won't a big bow make it a happy one?"

Gets a bit sad 'cuz he gets rated low even if he rated all the others with 4 or 5 stars. Awww...

ᯓ Bachira Meguru

"I CAN MAKE MY SKIN GREEN? HOLY SHI-"

Expect that he will always use the most blinding colors known to man. He's gonna walk out on that runway looking like a traffic light.

He's so noisy when he plays. It's like he's commentating everything that's happening to him as if he has a whole stream going on. But in reality, it's just the two of you.

Spams pose 28 because all of the other cool ones aren't free.

Says "slay" every time he walks out because you said it once to him.

"HELL YEAH THAT'S A SLAAAY."

But if he's on a losing streak, he'll suddenly go quiet and focus more lol.

"Why are you quiet all of a sudden?" / "Shhh, don't interrupt my creative juices."

ᯓ Michael Kaiser

"What? Are you playing this game with your eyes closed or something?"

He said that. On voice chat. To a little girl. Who cried.

You had to reprimand him and tell him to apologize to the girl. But with his pride, he only allowed himself to rate her 5 stars the next round as his way of saying sorry.

"There. 5 stars... for the most clown outfit I've ever seen." / "Mihya!"

So mean to everyone else, but will always compliment your outfit even the ones you barely put effort in. You're starting to wonder whether or not it was condescending or heartfelt...

"That outfit looks great. We should duo in the next round." / "No, everyone in the server's mad at you and it'll affect my rating too."

He never makes it to the top 3 despite the good outfits he puts together because he talks shit on everyone in the server.

ᯓ Alexis Ness

"I got all the new codes; let me type them for you."

HE'S SUPER GOOD AT IT? It's to the point that you're jealous because his rank's way higher than yours.

"Just type M3RM4ID in that box." / "It's not working." / "Did you type the E as a 3 and the A as a 4?" / "What?" / "Never mind, gimme your Ipad."

He definitely knows all the codes that unlocks the hidden special items of the game. Plus, he's super into the lore as well. The nail technician? You bet he's going to talk about her extensive lore.

Super efficient when putting together an outfit. He's got a whole routine down to a T.

He actually rates outfits objectively—not too low and never too high.

ᯓ Shidou Ryusei

"HAHAHA WHAT'S UP WITH THAT WHACK ASS OUTFIT? #############"

He has also made a kid cry before. But unlike Kaiser, he doesn't listen to you and doubles down on it. Just an absolute menace all around.

He's definitely muted by the other people in the server because regardless of what he says, no one is responding to him. So there's only you left to talk to him.

Doesn't even try to put together a decent outfit. You're not even sure if he reads the theme at all because he walks out on the runway looking like the personification of a fever dream.

"Haha look. This pose makes it look like I'm thrusting in the air." / "Ryu! Oh my gosh..."

Definitely has been banned from Roblox before and he's using a new account to play with you.

Everything he types just shows up as hashtags at this point...

ᯓ Nagi Seishirou

"This theme is such a hassle... when is it going to be the pajama party theme?"

He already plays Roblox to begin with, but he needed extra convincing from you to play Dress to Impress because he didn't see the thrill in it.

He was only convinced when he saw you rage quitting after losing with such a fabulous outfit. He realized the competitive aspect of it and decided to play with you.

Nagi doesn't realize it but his rotation consists of the same tops and bottoms, so his outfits always come out looking the same. This leads him to losing all the time.

He definitely complains when the runway has too many players. Like... when is it going to end?

"Sei! Did you just tell the kids in the server to leave? What the hell?" / "Yah. They were making the line too long and I don't wanna wait."

Also complains when he doesn't show up in the top 3 even though he didn't really put any effort into his outfit.

ᯓ Reo Mikage

"Hey, babe, look. I bought the VIP. Want me to buy it for you too?"

HE'S SO PAY TO WIN. He's a VIP player, has all the pose packs, and literally everything you can buy in the game. He's not shy about flaunting it to the other players in the lobby.

He'll spend the first minute in the VIP area then walk all smug in the cOmMoNeR's area wearing the biggest fuck-you dress ever.

If the theme is anything normal, he'll still manage to make the outfit look high-end.

Trust that he'll spam all the expensive poses once he's on the runway. The little rascal would be smirking to himself as he presses the different poses.

Reo grumbles to himself when he loses. He can't help but be annoyed when he gets only a few stars while literally wearing a dress that costs thousands of robux.

"I was literally wearing the biggest ball gown and I still lost? What the fuck."

ᯓ Chigiri Hyoma

"Hm? Oh, yeah. I gave you 5 stars. Yeah, for sure... for sure."

SUPER COMPETITIVE! Not even you are safe from aggressive dressing and impressing.

You two will be in duos, but he'll always one up you.

"Hmm... interesting choice of colors." / "Is it that bad?" / "Bad? What do you mean? It's great. I promise."

He won't be talking shit on anyone, but you can tell what's running through his head with that smug look on his face.

"What's up with that look? / "Hm? Oh... haha. I'm just enjoying the game you know? / "..."

Will refuse to choose any other hair that doesn't resemble his own. It doesn't matter if the theme requires a different color. He will be using his red/pink hair and no one will stop him.

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[emilythedog661-tf2]

The RED Mercs and The BLU Mercs

This is my version of what the RED Team Mercs are compacted it the BLU Team Mercs

First off, We have the RED and BLU Scout

Red Scout

Annoying

is 25 years old

Talks a lot

ADHD

Dyslexia

loves baseball

grew up with 8 brothers and Spy is his dad but he thinks it's Tom Jones

Adores Miss.Pauling even is she's a Lesbian and flirts with Pyro now and again knowing he has a crush on him just to see his reaction

BLU Scout

Reserved

is 24 years old

Mute

AuDHD

Very Smart

loves Soccor/Football

grew up knowing he had 8 Sisters and spy raised him as a single father as he mother didn't want him as he was a boy

is gay and is dating Sniper

RED and BLU Soldier

RED Soldier

Loves North America

is 46 years old

not very bright

goofy yet cute smile

might be autistic

owns raccoons but loves all animals

used to be roommates with marasmus before he kicked him out and now lives with Engineer who loves having him

is gay and is dating Engineer since they started working for mann co and now act like a old married couple

Surprisingly a good father figure to RED Scout and RED Pyro

BLU Soldier

Loves South America

is 44 years old

super smart but extremely lazy

never smiles and is always grumpy

is not autistic

isn't really a animals person but tolerates them

roommates with BLU demoman who likes his company

is straight and is dating Zhanna also best friend with the BLU Demoman

RED and BLU Pyro

RED Pyro

is a child in a adult body

sees RED Engineer and Soldier as his parents

adores scout having a huge crush on him

loves fire

see pyroland everywhere

is hydrophobic

BLU Pyro

Is the green blob controlling the pyro suit

likes BLU Medic and Spy

sees scout as his next victim for his body

uses fire but prefers water

doesn't see pyro land and is the serious pyro

is pyrophobic

RED and BLU Demoman

Red Demo

Loves to drink

is 36 years old

very social with the others being called a party animal

never really taken seriously

is a bomb expert

lost his eye to the bombinomicon

is straight and has got laid by many woman even BLU Medic's ex-wife

is best friends with RED Soldier seeing him as a brother

BLU Demo

isn't a drinker

is 35 years old

hangs around with some people as he is picky who he likes

is always serious

is a gun expert

lost his eye to the loch ness monster

is gay and has been to many gay bars with some of the other BLUs

Buddies and roommates with BLU Soldier

RED and BLU Heavy

RED Heavy

Loves his Miniguns

is 55 years old

loves eating Sandviches

sees RED Medic as a Brother

is very smart with some PhDs in russia literature

hates robots

grew up with a single mom and 2 sisters

is straight but can't find a relationship as he's expecting it to be like his love for sasha and the other miniguns

BLU Heavy

loves his guns

is 54 years old

loves eating sweets and chocolate

is gay and BLU Medic is his boyfriend

is some intelligents and has a PhD in history

loves aliens

grew with with a mom, dad and a sister, Zhanna

is wolfie main caretaker

RED and BLU Engineer

RED Engineer

His dad and grandfather worked for mann co in the past

is 44 years old

Has many PhDs in Engineering

built all his buildings

from texas being from beecave and is a big fan of cowboys

loves cooking

is gay and dating RED Soldier loving him very much

being a good father figure to RED Scout and RED Pyro

BLU Engineer

Hired as he was a engineer of trains

is 43 years old

has some PhDs in Engineering

Copied the buildings from RED Engineer

from Canada and loves maple syrup

hates cooking

is straight and has a wife but it's a struggling relationship

doesn't like the others very much

RED and BLU Medic

RED Medic

is insane

is 40 years old

had lost his medical licence after taking a skeleton out of someone's body

has a infirmary where he keeps loads of animal organs

has done countless experiments on RED Pyro, RED Demo, RED Heavy, RED Scout and some of the BLU Team

is gay and dating RED Sniper a year after working for mann co

is best friends with RED Engineer and see RED Heavy as a brother

has a entire room full of doves that he stole from the president of germany

BLU Medic

is sane

is 39 years old

still has his medical licence and still works as a hospital

has a tidy infirmary where he checks that everyone is healthy

the only operation he has done on his team was to put the uber plug in their hearts

was straight as he had a wife but she had been cheating on him with the RED Demoman so now he's gay and dating the BLU Heavy

has no pets as they are unhygienic

RED and BLU Sniper

RED Sniper

Born in new zealand and raised in australia

is 30 years old

is a introvert but he's also very chatty when he gets use to people

used to be a wildlife ranger before deciding to be a mercenary

loves his 'adopted' parents even if he argues with his dad a lot

is gay and dating RED Medic loving the love and attention he has for him

buddies with RED Scout, RED Pyro and has a nice friendship with the others

BLU Sniper

both born and raised in australia

is 28 years old

is a bit of a extrovert but is also very quiet

never left the house until his mom had to end up kicking him out

hates his parents as they wanted him to be a girl

is gay and is dating BLU scout

can't get on with the others well other then wolfie

RED and BLY Spy

RED Spy

is very introverted

is 48 years old

has sercertly been in Scout's life since he was a baby but hid from him as he was busy and he stated one time he hated him so he stayed hidden

smokes a lot

is from france but knows a lot of different languages

is a voice mimic

acts serious but he's really a big softy

is straight and is still dating scout's mom on his off days which scout doesn't like

BLU Spy

Is a bit of a extrovert and loves going to parties

is 47 years old

raised BLU Scout since he was a baby and has been a good father to him

doesn't smoke as much but still smoke

raised in france but born in mexico

uses a tape recording of the others mercenaries

is a gay man who acts gay

has a big crush on RED Engineer and doesn't everything to try and get him even if he's dating RED Soldier

RED and BLU Pets

Emily

is really smart and clever

is from a alternate universe future of 2024 that can teleport to this world whenever she wants

uses both electricity and magic

has wings to fly

uses telepathy to talk

hates robots

is the sanest out of all the mercenaries

is a little scared of saxton hale

best friends with Wolfie and her owner are Sniper, Medic, Soldier, Engineer and Scout

Wolfie

is clever but he's can be easily fooled

has a talking collar that the RED Engineer made him as the BLU Engineer didn't know how to

very fast

is a husky so he's very vocal

also hate robots

is the calmest out of all the mercenaries

also scared by saxton hale

is best friends with Emily and his owner is heavy

That's all for now, i will add more when i think of anything and i'll see you all next time ��

[immeasurablesaladagere]

Hi salad! Can i please request an impure regression fic about little!Wilson going nonverbal 🙏🙏

Here you are! I'm almost to the bottom of my request stack, yay! It's late when I'm posting so sorry if I've glazed over any mistakes, I'm sure I'll catch them tomorrow and facepalm lol

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Word Count: 1003

Summery: Wilson has been quiet since they got home. House goes to find out what's up and finds him regressed in his room.

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If he was being honest, House hadn’t noticed the absence of Wilson’s usual milling around the apartment until his stomach started growling. Ever the motivated housewife, Wilson was always meal-prepping and tidying, and if they had a kid, he would be hovering over them and permanently messing with their sense of independence as all good mothers. He was also usually the one who started dinner after they got home, but now it was nearing eight-thirty and the only thing he’d heard from Wilson was quiet footsteps to the bathroom and back over an hour ago. How very un-Wilson of him.

He grunted as he pushed himself off of the couch and hobbled down the hall to Wilson’s room. 

“You better not be jerking off in here, because I’m coming in!” He announced, before unceremoniously opening the door and walking in. It wasn’t like he cared all too much about privacy, but he wasn’t exactly looking to be flashed on a Friday night; at least, not by Wilson.

There was nothing scandalous going on in Wilson’s room; nor was he sleeping, which was his second guess. Instead, he found Wilson curled up on his side, on top of the covers in a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants, gripping his teddy bear against his chin. He looked up at House with round, tired eyes, but didn’t say anything.

He fished his bottle of Vicodin out of his pocket and popped a couple of pills. So he was regressed, then. He could probably deal with that.

He still wasn’t entirely used to the whole “caregiving” thing, but he had yet to catastrophically fail and traumatize Wilson’s three-year-old self, so he was tentatively confident as he sat down on the bed by his feet. 

“So… What’s going on here?” He motioned to Wilson’s generally sad, floppy-ness. Now that he was closer it was obvious that he had been crying at some point, his eyes were bloodshot and it looked like someone had vacuumed the soul out of him.

Wilson didn’t respond, which seemed to be a trend with him. Of the few times he had been regressed around House, he had only spoken more than a few words consistently once. Wilson had explained to him that while he technically could speak, it took too much energy and he usually decided not to. He wished adults worked like that, he would go home every day with so many less migraines.

“O-kay… Do you need me to do anything, or are you good to just… be sad?” Wilson seemed to have himself handled, but he figured he should do his due-diligence, just in case.

Wilson looked around the room for a second, thinking, before slowly raising a hand and doing what House recognized as the baby-sign for ‘food’.

“Hungry? Me too. I guess you want me to make you something?” He asked, and Wilson looked away and scrunched up more. “Relax, it was an offer. I’ll see what I can scavenge from the cupboard.” He got up and made his way to the kitchen, and after a minute he heard Wilson climb out of bed and follow him.

Wilson dropped into one of the dining room chairs and watched him intently as he rummaged through the cabinets for something quick and kid-friendly. He pulled out a box of Kraft Mac n�� Cheese. Kids liked this stuff, right? 

“Will you eat this?” He asked, and Wilson nodded mutely. “Perfect.”

He dumped the pasta into a pot of water and began to heat it over the stove, watching as the water turned a murky, starch-filled beige. He remembered seeing these boxes in the store when he shopped with his mother as a kid. She always refused to buy them because “those are just chemicals”, and she was probably right, but he still smirked to himself at the idea of getting to stick it to her after all these years.

Once the pasta had cooked, he strained it and dumped in the neon-orange cheese powder, a spoonful of butter, and some milk. After a quick stir, he had a pot of edible-looking yellow macaroni. It didn’t smell like chemicals. He poured some into two bowls and gave one to Wilson before joining him at the table. Maybe it was the kind that killed you slowly. He could live with that.

Wilson ate his portion far too quickly for the quality of the product, but he supposed he was mentally a toddler. It was okay, all things considered. They sat in silence as House picked away at the pasta and Wilson fiddled with the paws of his bear absently. He was staring off at nothing, and House could see that whatever had upset him earlier was still bothering him.

Eventually he decided to bite the bullet. “Do you want to talk about it? Or— sign or something?”

Wilson firmly shook his head no.

He shrugged. “Okay.” He took both of their dishes to the sink and left them at the bottom for Wilson to clean up tomorrow. “I think it’s time for bed now, hm?”

There was no resistance on Wilson’s part, which wasn’t surprising. He looked so exhausted it was almost unsettling, and easily allowed himself to be led back to bed.

“And this time, we get under the covers. It’s a great invention, I know.” He pulled the covers up over Wilson’s shoulders, and once he looked settled, turned to go back to the living room.

But the second he pulled his hand away, Wilson let out the most pathetic kicked-puppy sound he could possibly muster. With a sigh House sat down on the edge of the bed and put his hand back, and immediately the fussing stopped. He chuckled, “Oh you are needy.” 

With nothing better to do, he began gently rubbing up and down Wilson’s back until his breaths evened out and he was asleep, snuggling his bear. House couldn’t help but smile slightly. He really did look like a little kid. 

“Goodnight, Jimmy.”

[sapphicseasapphire]

Cryptid AU: Heart Potion Effectiveness

I’ve decided to start making little informational posts about some aspects of my au! Some general thoughts I’ve had or answering questions! For this one, I was thinking about biology and physiology and how potions would affect each Link given their differing levels of Hylian-ness. And so! In no particular order:

Twilight (shapeshifter) : Heart potions heal him very well, similarly to how it works in canon. Depending on the injury, he’ll need multiple doses, which must not be taken immediately after each other or else they could cause poisoning. It is recommended that he take one every half hour and rest in between. Note that the dosage he is able to consume will change depending on the shape he takes: a small animal like a bird or squirrel would be able to handle far less while a larger animal such as Wolfie would be able to handle more at a time. Wounds that he receives while in a different shape will always transfer over to the next one when he shifts.

Four (I honestly have know idea what to call them yet) : Heart potions also work very well for them! Not much to say here, it’s mostly the same as Twilight. Although I’ll point out that if an individual color gets injured while they’re split, the injury will remain on the body when they reform. Communication between colors is vital. (Good thing they’re good at that. Haha)

Legend (Mer) : Heart potions have a muted effect on Legend unless he’s actively in his Mer form and soaking in salt water. While he’s in his ‘Hylian’ form, he’s not using his true body, so it doesn’t heal in the same way his Mer body would. Being an entirely aquatic species, he functions better in sea water in every circumstance, and that includes healing. Since he’s not always in a position where he can soak, he relies on Hyrule’s magic for the most part. Or deals with sub par healing.

Wind (Aquili) : Wind, being another sea creature, reacts to heart potions very similarly to Legend. Although because Aquili are amphibious rather than fully aquatic, he’s a lot less dependent on water as part of the healing process. If he sustains a particularly bad wound, soaking him before giving him a potion would be beneficial. But in most cases, he responds well to heart potions. And while it’s true that he heals better while in his Aquili form, changing between Aquili and ‘Hylian’ is no issue for him.

Hyrule (Fairy) : THIS KID IS DRINKING HEART POTIONS LIKE HIS LIFE DEPENDS ON IT. Because, in a way, it does. Hyrule, while he’s a very powerful fairy and has a lot of magic at his disposal, cannot use that magic on himself. He can heal everyone else all he wants, but can’t heal himself. And so, he relies solely on heart potions to get through particularly dangerous battles or accidents. I will note that it is rare for him to get hurt badly enough to necessitate this kind of intervention. He has excellent control of his spells and his glamour. Unless he’s magically exhausted (which he never is, right? Right?), he can defend himself better than anyone. Part of his is because of his extreme caution to never EVER bleed, and partly because of his ability to turn two inches tall and be fully capable of using powerful spells.

Wild (Forest Spirit) : Heart potions are entirely ineffective for Wild, as they are made with parts of monsters. Monsters are made of evil and darkness and Wild is made of Light, so they’re treated like poison to his body. Wild is kind of sort of immortal in that he does not age, but he can definitely be killed. (I treat him kind of like a Skykid for anyone who knows Sky: Children of the Light. When he looses all of his Light, he dies. And he looses this Light to things like Malice and Gloom and attacks from monsters, since they are entities of evil and hatred). In order for Wild to heal, he needs to be strengthened by things that come from the earth. This why he cooks often and eats often.

Warriors (Sword Spirit) : Heart potions do absolutely nothing for him. He cannot drink them. He’s a sword. If he runs out of energy, he can retreat into his sword until he’s back to normal: that’s generally how injuries with him are going to look. His spirit form can only take so many hits before he has to rest. Unless his physical sword got damaged, which would be NOT GOOD. However, they do have a very capable smith in their ranks so I’m sure Wars will be fine. Haha.

Sky (Avian) : Heart potions only heal Sky half way, and in many cases, can be detrimental to his mental health. Since his is the combination between Link and Aepon, heart potions alone heal him unevenly and force a separation between his two parts. As Link is more healed than Aepon, the others might notice a change in his behavior. And due to the general inefficiency in healing physical wounds, the others will opt for different healing methods for Sky; sub par healing is not worth the turmoil that it puts him through. For best healing results, mushroom spores from Skyloft (Loftwing medicine) will be mixed into heart potions and given to Sky. But since those mushroom spores can only be found in the sky and are rarely available, Sky relies on Hyrule for the major wounds and tends to himself for the smaller ones.

Time (God) : Heart potions for Time are a MASSIVE energy boost. This can be very, very dangerous as it can cause him to loose himself, and he won’t come down from it for a long while. No one likes a rampaging God. That being said, he is a God, if Time needs a potion, they have bigger issues.

Also Time is actually legitimately immortal. With no danger of death, there’s no need for potions. I will explain the logistics of his immortality in another post I promise haha!

Original Character Sheets!

[jiaoqiu-s-bitch]

Have you ever heard of screaming in a different frequency? Or whatever it’s called. You know like, someone screams but you can’t heard but dogs can or some glass shatters? Can you do a blue lock scenario like that?

Where some blue lock boys try to prank you with them dressing up as a clown and when the reader sees them, she screams. Well kinda😅 Her eyes have completely widens and her mouth is open but there’s no sound. Then the window shatters. Or they see the reader’s dog cover their ears.

Blue lock boys: Isagi (bachira forced him), Bachira, Reo, Kaiser, Sae, Rin (Idk why Sae or Rin would do that 🤷🏽‍♀️) , Chris Prince, Otoya, or any one you want to write it for!

I gotta admit, this was quite the odd ask… but a very creative one for sure - thank you sm for sending it in!!

I decided to do this in categories and altered it a little so it made sense to me, hope you don’t mind!! Enjoy~

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reaction to you "screaming" when they prank you dressed as a clown || Bllk boys

pov: It was Halloween, but you and your boyfriend had decided to stay in tonight. No dressing up, no parties. He had other plans though, wanting to prank you dressed as a horror clown… but that didn’t quite go as he had planned.

Screams at the top of his lungs in response because your reaction startled him (might also end up punching you out of reflex). Will absolutely yell at you "Don’t scare me like that!!", fully disregarding the fact that HE had literally planned to startle YOU. It will take him a while to calm down after - playing soccer and working out fade in comparison to you scaring the living shit out of him.

LAVINHO, Raichi, Isagi, Reo, Prince, Nanase

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Stares at you in silence, blinks a few times, then turns around and walks out on you. He’s honestly just absolutely baffled and has not yet processed what he had just witnessed. And he ain’t gonna stick around to find out. At least that meant him dressing up as a clown wasn’t the weirdest thing that happened tonight…

RIN, Sae, Kunigami (post!wildcard), Chigiri, Nagi, Noa, Hiori

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Ends up way more creeped out by your muted scream than anything. Like, excuse him?! What the actual fuck?? Miss him with that banshee shit, he ain’t getting cursed tonight, nuh-uh. NUH-UH. You’ll have to console him after (which turns out to be harder than you would’ve thought), the fact that he’s the one who had started this whole thing in the first place long forgotten.

KAISER, Otoya, Karasu, Aiku

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Actually psyched about and fascinated by your previously unknown talent. Like "Goddamn, my sweetheart could do that?! I never knew sopranos like that actually existed!" (a/n: disclaimer - they don’t) Will definitely demand for you to do it again and show him HOW exactly you do it. Chances are he’ll wanna try it himself at some point (he’s just the tiniest bit delusional about how high his voice can possibly go).

SHIDOU, Bachira, Prince, Gagamaru, Ness

[reviewdiaries]

Nancy x Ace and the soulmate we choose ourselves in 4x13

And so, dear reader, our story is over. And what an ending we’ve reached. The writers once again bringing the pieces back together after pulling them apart. A beautiful swan song to a truly stunning piece of storytelling we’ve been gifted over the last four years.

This episode is filled with symmetry and things coming full circle. Everything is connected - we come back to the bluffs, we come back to the choices we make and the way those can ripple through everything. And we come back to love. It’s always about love.

Ace always thought he’d have more time. Time to understand his feelings for Nancy, time to choose to act on them, or not. Time to find out exactly what they mean to each other and whether it can stand the test of time. And he’s been robbed of it. Over and over and over again he’s been robbed of the time he thought he’d have. Robbed by Temperance, by Nancy, by fear and his own feelings of inadequacy. He tried so hard at the start of the season to push through it, to own his feelings, to be brave, but at the first sign of pain, of fear, of loss, he couldn’t do it. And he’s been beating himself up ever since.

Sure he’s had chance to grow, to find himself a little more, to come back to Nancy on a more equal footing. But the undercurrent to that is one of fear, of self loathing, of not knowing how to stop being afraid and take that step. Because that was the best kiss of his life, that was a kiss that confirmed everything he was too afraid to admit to himself. That Nancy is it for him, there’s no coming back from her, everyone else would pale in comparison to the bright technicolour world she’s exploded for him. He can try and tell himself it wouldn’t work, it’s not worth it, he’ll find another great love as much as he wanted, but it wasn’t ever going to ring true. 

So he’s latched on to his ghost, to the shreds of memory woven into something else where his feelings for Nancy were muted into something closer to friendship. Latched onto the fear and the anger and the unforgivable. Always with the idea that he’d have time to unpick that, time to work his way through it. Time to maybe work himself out and start to think about breaking the curse again. Because no matter how much he told himself he could live with this half life, the grey of a life without Nancy in it, he can’t.

I’ve talked so much about how Nancy can’t keep her heart out of her eyes, and she can’t, even now. But this episode we start to see Ace return that again. He can’t keep his eyes from her. Can’t stop the bitter taste that rises in his throat everytime someone says the word “soulmates”. Because he was meant to have time. Time to forgive, time to process. And it’s barely been a day and already he can see Nancy slipping away, tied to another person and where does that leave him? He can’t compete with soulmates - he only speaks three languages, how could he possibly live up to an epic love like that?

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But slowly the cracks are beginning to form, he can’t deny it any more, the feelings he’s been burying so deep ever since their kiss and having to walk away from her. The conversation with Nick about forgiveness, the way Nancy looks to him every time someone says soulmate - every time Tristan reaches for her. He can’t help himself, can’t help the way his eyes drag to hers every time. He can’t hold onto the anger, not like that. Not in the all encompassing I won’t ever talk to you again or love you like that way he’d been trying to. No this is quieter. This is an understanding that she did something desperate in a moment of terror because of how great her love is. And that doesn’t excuse it, but it provides context for it. He doesn’t have the time to hold onto that anger, because he’s losing her with every moment of soulmate talk and he just wants to be there for her one last time, help her one last time. Be exasperated and in love with her epic Nancy-ness one last time. 

And Nancy is fully owning her past selves, the wrongs her soul has committed. She has never been one to shy away from mistakes, always works so hard to try and rectify them as soon as she realises she was wrong, and this is no exception. The town needs saving, so their souls have to be separated, but more than that she doesn’t want another supernatural thing tying her down and dictating to her what she can be. She is her own person, mistakes and all, and she has spent so long over these four seasons coming to terms with that, with the duality of herself, with the pain and the heartbreak and the wrongs and all that she does to try and shine a light in the world. To be able to hold the pain and the joy at the same time and know that they’re both valid. So there’s no question that she’ll damage herself to fix this, she’s always thrown herself headlong into danger. Crumpled on the ground in agony, ripping her soul to pieces in the place that she was born, where her past self is buried, the duality of herself and the cyclical nature of it all coming home at last.

Only it’s not one last time. It’s not romantic soulmates. And he knows her better than anyone - could find her with his eyes closed, never mind the death curse bonding them together in the weave. And the relief of it, the beauty of that moment of Nancy talking to him.

Think back to the first season when Nancy locked it all inside, poured her thoughts out in narration to her diary, to the audience, but never to her friends, never to the people that cared about her the most. And Ace cared, even then he cared. And he’s always been the one to be there to listen when she finds the words. On their break sat outside the back of The Claw telling him about her mum and failing to get into college. About college, about staying in Horseshoe Bay. About Lucy and Ryan and Carson and her own feelings for Ace. Even when she couldn’t talk to anyone else she’s been able to talk to Ace. Until these last few episodes where they’ve been so off kilter, so at odds, so unable to find their way back to each other. And now finally they can talk about Nancy’s fears, about Ace’s forgiveness. Another step on the path back to each other after so long lost without a compass.

Ace isn’t afraid anymore. He’s been stepping into owning his feelings all episode, coming to terms with forgiveness, with the forever nature of his feelings about Nancy, about his place in the world. And so now, in this moment, with the love of his life in agony, putting herself through it once again to save Horseshoe Bay, he makes a stand. A selfless, beautiful, stand. He’s watched her stand up and tell the world about Lucy Sable even when it hurt. He’s watched her do the ritual to try and save them from the Aglaeca even when it meant admitting who her parents were and not allowing herself time to process it. He’s watched her sacrifice herself as bait to the wraith to save them all. He’s watched her over and over and over again put others before herself. And so many times he’s either been powerless or paralysed by fear and unable to do a damn thing to stop it. So he doesn’t even think about it. No, he does, he thinks and he does it anyway. He steps into that circle because he loves her, selflessly, selfishly, unconditionally. And there is no way he’s leaving her behind. Ever. No matter the cost. He’ll gladly pay it, bear it, sacrifice himself to help her. Love isn’t dying for each other, but he was wrong. It is looking at the flames and standing firm and protecting the ones you love anyway.

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And once they’re out he can’t keep away from her. A hand on her arm, her back, sheltering her, protecting her, reassuring himself that she’s there she’s there she’s there. The gravitational pull undeniable. And he’s done denying, done lying to himself, done telling himself that he’s not worth it, that he can live without her, that he just has to move on and let her go. Because he is and she is and he can’t. And why should he? Love isn’t dying for each other but he was willing to go into the flames, to sacrifice himself, his soul, for her. He’s not afraid anymore. He’s got this one wild and precious life and he’s finally realising that it’s exactly that, and he wants to spend it with her. 

So he takes some time, because now, finally, it feels like he has a moment to breathe, to process, to snatch a handful of moments for himself to straighten it all out in his head. To put Alice to rest - Alice who got caught in the crossfire of the supernatural and he has been weighed down with a guilt that may never truly leave, but at least now he has the time to process that grief and learn how it sits within his body.

And then he goes back. Once he’s sure. Well, fifty fifty. Only Ace would never stake Nancy on a fifty fifty chance. This is more than that, a certainty deep in his bones that it’s broken, and if it isn’t, then at least he’s not letting fear dictate his life. At least he is living it again.

And the circle comes back again. Back to 4x01. Only he’s not run, not out of breath this time, not filled with a panic and a need to know. He knows. He knows how he feels, he knows how Nancy feels. He doesn’t press her for answers the moment he walks in, he takes a beat just to look at her, drink in the sight of her after time away.

But he’s certain still, in his walk, in the confident way he moves towards her, head held high. Takes his time, pauses, lets her come to him a little, talks to her, communicates at last. Tells her what he wants from life, what he’s going to do with his life, his last life. This is Ace, who has been so lost and adrift, so uncertain. We met him when he was washing dishes at The Claw, directionless, unsure. And he’s talked about finding a place with Nancy, with all of them, about feeling like he’s doing something with his life. And now finally, finally he’s getting to take that forward, secure in the knowledge that he still has them, all of them, his family, supporting and loving him in whatever he chooses to do. It’s only with that support and unconditional love that he’s been able to find his next steps, something that was missing from his parents, from his life pre-Drew Crew. 

That’s what love does, it compromises our judgement, it also gives you a reason to forgive each other again and again. 

Finally he’s learning, love isn’t just life and death and the be all and end all. It’s everything in between, it’s so many shades of grey. It’s the way Nancy and Ace are so entwined and couldn’t ever just be friends, stumbling over the same things again and again and again because they hadn’t yet worked out that love is more than just the two extremes. It’s a symphony of emotion, of compromise, and bad choices and forgiveness and trying, trying, trying.

Their conversation in 4x01 was hurried, shrouded in darkness and cloaked feelings, desperate and uncertain and marred by a lack of communication. And here they are talking. He’s taken his time to be sure, to make sure he’s coming to her with all the facts, laying them out one by one at her feet. Coming to her cautiously but sure of himself, leaving her to make the choice. He knows himself better now, knows her too. And it always had to be him coming back, him to follow up on the curse. Because when he walked out and walked away he broke Nancy’s heart so thoroughly she was never going to go against him and keep looking. Was never going to throw herself over and over at him for fear of the rejection she thought would be waiting for her. Ace had to be the one to come back, to say I want this, I want you. And he is, finally. Eye contact and slowly stepping into her space giving her so many options to say no, to refuse him, offering himself and this choice to her, and whilst it’s not an apology it’s a clear promise to not be led by fear again. He’s let himself be led by fear all season, shying away from any possibility of happiness, at life because he or those around him might get hurt. But he’s finally seen that life isn’t guaranteed, the promise of happiness might get snatched at any moment, and this is his one last life and by god he wants to spend it living it to its fullest.

We’ve never seen Ace this centred, this sure of himself and his choices, and it is the culmination of everything he’s been through this season. He knows his fears, and he knows Nancy’s - her fear of abandonment, of losing the ones she loves. Bess has spoken openly about her fear of abandonment, but Nancy’s fear is just as strong, and Ace knows that. And he knows what to say, how to soothe her. 

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The mystery of who you are will never end, and I know that the next clues will have to take you on the road, but so do mine. But will you solve this part of the mystery with me?

This isn’t the end, not if they don’t want it to be. They are tied by more than just a death curse, and he is in it for the long haul. His language coded precisely for her, a love letter, a promise, a declaration of intent. 

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He offers her his hand, and everything about this is so counter to all we saw at the start of the episode with Tristan who pushed his way into Nancy’s space and presumed intimacies she wasn’t comfortable with. Everything with Ace is a choice. He always asks how she’s feeling, offers her space to talk, to explore her feelings, offers his hand, offers his strength. There is always space to say no, never an expectation that she will be there. And she chooses him, of course she does, it’s always Ace, she always chooses him, even when she goes about it in the wrong way, even when it doesn’t translate.

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The expectation would be that they would kiss. But this is about reforging the intimacy, the bonds between them, and they have denied themselves physical touch so much of this season for fear of triggering something, for fear of repercussions, for fear of not being able to hold themselves back, tripping over some unknown line. Fear, always fear. And the simple relief of just being able to hold each other close again, tip herself up on her toes so that she slots into place against him in the space that fits her body as though it were made for it. 

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She’s learned from him though, to ask, to check in, to communicate. Finally. To ask him if he’s scared, to hear him speak, to hear what he’s thinking, run her fingers through his hair and against the curve of his cheek and step in close. Because she knows that if he’s come to her with this he’s more than fifty fifty sure, and they’re neither of them letting fear stop them now. Certain in the knowledge of how the other feels and that this is it, they’re free. Free to look the other in the eye with love and conviction. Free to step in close, and know the other won’t step away. Free to say kiss me and pull Ace in with both hands. 

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Ace led everything about their first kiss, and Nancy leads their second. Hands in his air, filled with joy and a deep rooted knowledge that this is right, he is her person, and this is exactly where she belongs. There’s so much joy in this kiss. Their first was epic, sure, cinematic and beautiful. But this is two souls who have finally found their way back to each other, unfettered by tragedy and heartache, allowed to find joy in this moment. 

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In the lightness of Ace teasing her that he feels fine, in barely being able to kiss around the smile breaking across Nancy’s face. In the assuredness in his fingers as they reach to map her jaw, find the pulse point at her throat, tangle in her hair. Paths he’s followed a thousand times in his dreams - since their first kiss, their first touch, their first moment of connection, a reference point to find each other by. The exhilaration of holding each other close and nothing shattering, the light of her torch remaining unbroken. 

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The ease with which they slip into being them again. They were so close to it before, so tangled in a way that was impossible to break - that made them miserable even trying. 

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Caught in each other’s orbit, always caught in their space, so it’s nothing to reach down and twine their fingers, lean their weight a little harder, curve fingers around bicep, waist, the curve of a neck as they capture lips in a kiss. To choose each other as soulmates over and over and over again.

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[quibbs126]

Alright, I decided to make my designs for the All Ancients Disappear au that I’ve talked about before

I’m not sure I fully explained it before (I probably did) but basically the setup here is that when the Ancient Heroes fought Dark Enchantress Cookie, instead of just Pure Vanilla, all of the Ancients vanished and became trapped in the void, until Gingerbrave and his friends showed up that is. And like Pure Vanilla, they all lose their memories

I tried to name them all after roles, and you can see the names there. Winged Cookie however is a name that @ifreakinglovedragons suggested because I was asking for help with it, and I’ll be honest, I can’t come up with anything better

With their designs, for Pure Vanilla and Hollyberry, I just straight up took their designs from preexisting designs of theirs, and with Dark Cacao I took some inspiration from both Dark Choco’s new design and Dark Cacao’s younger one. For Golden Cheese and White Lily though, I kind of had to try and make something up. I ended up sort of basing their designs on Black Raisin and Seaweed Cookie, two cookies with nothing to do with the cookies, but I thought their designs looked good. Originally I was gonna say Golden Cheese was the weakest design, but I changed it up during the lineart phase and honestly I quite like it now. To be honest, now it’s Dark Cacao’s design I feel is the weakest. I tried to keep their outfits all fabric based, since they aren’t supposed to have anything that defines them. Originally I was gonna give Sage a lily pad for her shawl, but it broke that rule, so I changed it

Now let’s see, these characters on their own

Healer Cookie is basically the same as he is in canon, since the au doesn’t really affect him

Huntress Cookie finds going on adventures to be quite fun, but she can’t shake the feeling there’s someone she’s missing, but she doesn’t know who. She tries to keep it in the back of her head, but it’s always there (this person is Royal Berry)

Warrior Cookie feels that sense of off-ness far more strongly, and has this overwhelming feeling there’s something that he’s supposed to be doing, something he’s supposed to protect, but he doesn’t know what. But he fears that it’s something he’s too late to do, and he’s failed (what he’s thinking about is the Dark Cacao Kingdom, and likely Dark Choco, who I’ll talk about in another post sometime). Also I might make him mute? I have a headcanon that Dark Cacao used to not talk, and perhaps this comes back here. He does eventually talk, but it’s not till he regains his memory

Sage Cookie also feels a sense of wrongness like Warrior Cookie, but she doesn’t feel this drive to do something, only a sense of dread. She wishes to know what this is, but at the same time is afraid (Dark Enchantress Cookie)

Also, I haven’t quite figured why White Lily is here, because Dark Enchantress is still around as well, or at least that’s how I originally envisioned it. I just don’t know what the canon explanation for White Lily being there is. Though, I am currently toying with the idea of White Lily and Dark Enchantress somehow merging together into what we’re calling Sage Cookie. I mean, most of her actual body is currently covered, including her other eye, who’s not to say that under that hair she has a red and black eye with perhaps some purple bits to her dough? And under that hood, a small pair of horns? I dunno, I’m considering it, but not sure if I’ll do it. It kind of leaves the story without an antagonist

As for Winged Cookie…I don’t know, because I don’t have any canon Golden Cheese material to work with. All I do know is she doesn’t fly (her wings are under her cloak), but like Warrior Cookie, she will eventually

Now, as for what these five are doing, I have two ideas and I’m not sure which one I like more. Yes they’re all wandering Earthbread trying to figure out who they are (or doing other stuff), but it’s how they do it that I’m debating

Option 1 is that they all come back, but not near each other, and each of them wander to the corners of Earthbread. I’d say this is the option where they’d be less inclined to search about their past, as they may not suspect much is up

Option 2 is that they all appear in relatively the same location, and meeting each other they all decide to travel together because “hmm, so all five of us just so happened to all appear here in the same place at the same time, and none of us have our memories. There’s no way that’s a coincidence, how about we all stick together to find out what’s going on?” And so because of that, this is the one where they’re a bit more active in figuring out the truth, because it’s a very strange circumstance. Assuming Episodes 9-10 still happen with Healer Cookie, then they all wind up in the Raisin Village and help out around the village

I actually ended up making option 2 because I thought it would be funny how these five were all super close friends who traveled the world together, and even now when they all have amnesia, they’re still doing that, unaware this is what they used to do. They probably have discussions at night about who they used to be and how they might know each other. They sometimes wonder if perhaps they were all enemies, unaware of the truth. That thought to me was just funny

But yeah, not sure which version to do

But yeah, I think that’s everything about this au, specifically for these characters, that I have. However I do have more, so perhaps I’ll be able to actually go and post more of it sometime. Hope you like it!

[shiorihyuga]

A Soft Place

In a post-Rumbling world, where the threat of Titans no longer looms, Vanessa Sinclair finds herself living a quiet life, working at her family’s bakery in Wall Rose. Curvy and self-conscious, Vanessa has always faded into the background, overshadowed by her more outgoing friends. But everything changes when Captain Levi Ackerman, Humanity's Strongest Soldier, begins visiting the bakery regularly. What starts as a simple exchange of tea and pastries quickly evolves into something more. Levi, drawn to her quiet strength and beauty, takes Vanessa on a journey that forces her to confront her insecurities, while learning that sometimes, what lies beneath the surface is more than enough. {Levi x Plus Sized OC}

Chapter Twenty Four

The morning of Vanessa’s birthday arrived with the faint light of dawn spilling into her room. She was still tucked under her blankets, half-dreaming, when the door burst open with a burst of energy only one person could bring. Her mother, Vivian, swept into the room like a force of nature, balancing a tray filled with pancakes, fresh fruit, and a steaming cup of tea.

“Happy birthday, Ness!” Vivian exclaimed, setting the tray down on Vanessa’s bedside table before planting a flurry of kisses on her cheeks and forehead. Vanessa laughed sleepily, reaching up to hug her mother back as she was smothered in affection.

Vivian’s joy was infectious as she wrapped her arms around her daughter, squeezing tight. “Twenty-six, and still my little girl,” she said, her voice filled with a blend of pride and nostalgia. “I wanted you to wake up knowing just how loved you are.”

Vanessa rubbed her eyes, still adjusting to the early morning light. “Thank you, Mom,” she murmured, her voice groggy but touched by the gesture. “You’re always so extra.”

“I have to be! It’s your birthday,” Vivian declared. “And someone else is here to see you too, but he’s downstairs.”

Vanessa’s heart skipped at the implication. “Levi?”

Vivian grinned. “You know it,” she said, before pressing one last kiss to her forehead. “Finish your breakfast, then get yourself decent. I’ll send him up.”

As soon as Vivian left the room, Vanessa’s heart fluttered in anticipation. Levi was here, on her birthday morning, and that alone made the day feel special already. She quickly sat up and nibbled on a piece of pancake, her thoughts wandering to what else he might have planned.

…

Downstairs, Levi waited with a quiet patience, standing in the living room with a large bouquet of roses in his hand. The deep red petals were fresh and vibrant, a stark contrast against his usual muted attire. In his other hand, he held a small gift bag filled with fancy teas from a local shop—subtle but thoughtful, just the kind of gesture he hoped would make her smile. And tucked safely in his pocket was the real gift, the butterfly necklace he had carefully chosen. But he would wait until tonight at the party to give it to her, when the atmosphere was just right.

Vivian reappeared at the bottom of the stairs, catching Levi’s eye with a knowing smile. “She’s ready for you now,” she said, gesturing him to go on up.

Levi nodded his thanks and made his way up the steps. His heart wasn’t pounding—Levi wasn’t the type to get flustered easily—but there was a quiet excitement there, an anticipation he couldn’t entirely ignore. When he reached Vanessa’s room, he knocked gently before pushing the door open.

Vanessa was standing near her window, her back turned to him, but she turned when she heard the door creak open. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw him, the softness in her gaze making Levi’s chest tighten.

“Happy birthday,” he said, his voice calm but sincere as he stepped closer. He leaned in to press a kiss to her forehead, the warmth of his lips lingering for a moment before he pulled back and handed her the bouquet. “These are for you.”

Vanessa’s eyes widened as she took the roses, the deep red petals a stunning sight against the backdrop of her room. “Levi, they’re beautiful,” she breathed, bringing the flowers up to her nose to inhale their sweet scent.

“And this,” he added, holding out the small gift bag. “I thought you might like some new teas to try.”

Vanessa accepted the bag, her heart swelling at the thoughtfulness of the gesture. She peeked inside, finding several small tins of tea, each labeled with elegant script. “You know me so well,” she said, a smile spreading across her face. “Thank you, Levi.”

He gave a small nod, a rare but genuine smile touching his lips as he watched her. There was a part of him that wanted to reach for the necklace in his pocket right then and there, but he held back. There would be time for that later. For now, the day was just beginning, and he was determined to make every moment special for her.

“We should get going,” he said, stepping back to give her space to set the gifts down. “I’ve got a full day planned.”

Vanessa raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh, really? What’s on the agenda?”

“You’ll see,” Levi replied, a hint of a challenge in his tone. He liked to keep her guessing, and from the playful glint in her eye, he could tell she was enjoying the mystery. “You’ll just have to trust me.”

Vanessa grinned, her curiosity piqued as she followed him downstairs. As they walked through the house, she glanced over at him, the warmth of his earlier kiss still lingering on her skin. She couldn’t help but feel grateful that Levi was here to share this day with her, that he had taken the time to make her birthday special. She didn’t know what surprises awaited her, but with him by her side, she knew it would be a day to remember.

…

Levi led Vanessa out into the cool morning air, the bouquet of roses still held gently in her hand. There was a quiet intimacy between them, a sense that today was going to be something special, even if she didn’t know exactly what lay ahead. Levi was determined to make her birthday one she wouldn’t forget, and that meant a day full of small, meaningful moments—each one leading up to the surprise at sunset.

Their first stop was a cozy cafe nestled in a quiet corner of Wall Rose, where the hum of morning life had just begun. Levi had chosen it deliberately; it was quiet and tucked away, a place where they could start the day slowly. He held the door open for her, and they took a seat near the window, where sunlight streamed in and warmed the space. As they shared a light breakfast, Levi kept the conversation casual, letting Vanessa talk about whatever came to mind. It was simple and comfortable, but he knew it was the kind of start she’d appreciate—unrushed and thoughtful.

Afterward, Levi took her on a leisurely walk through the district’s market. The streets were filled with vendors and colorful stalls selling everything from fresh produce to handmade trinkets. The market’s lively atmosphere was a sharp contrast to the quiet of the café, but Vanessa seemed to enjoy it, her eyes lighting up as she wandered from stall to stall. Levi kept a close but discreet watch, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips whenever she found something that caught her interest.

They stopped by a flower stall where the florist was arranging an assortment of colorful bouquets. “Pick one,” Levi said, his voice low and encouraging as he nodded toward the flowers.

Vanessa glanced at him, her cheeks flushed with surprise. “But you already gave me roses this morning,” she replied with a shy smile.

“And you deserve more flowers,” he said simply, gesturing toward the market. “So you’ll remember today.”

She blushed deeper but didn’t argue. Instead, she chose a simple bunch of white daisies, their petals bright and cheerful. Levi paid the vendor, and they continued walking, the flowers resting in the crook of Vanessa’s arm.

The day unfolded with a series of small but significant moments. Levi took her to a quiet, scenic spot near the riverbank for lunch, where they sat on a blanket and shared a picnic that he had packed himself. As they ate, they talked about everything and nothing—memories of the past, their hopes for the future, even little things like their favorite books. It was a side of Levi that Vanessa didn’t get to see often, a relaxed version of him that only appeared when he let down his guard entirely.

After lunch, they visited a small art gallery that Vanessa had once mentioned in passing. It wasn’t well-known, but it housed a collection of local artwork that captured the beauty of the world outside the walls—pictures of nature, portraits of people, and scenes that seemed to come to life on the canvas. Vanessa wandered the exhibits, her gaze lingering on a painting of a field of wildflowers, while Levi watched her from a short distance, taking in the quiet joy on her face.

As the afternoon faded into evening, Levi led Vanessa to the last stop before sunset—a charming, hidden garden that the Scouts had often used for training in years past. Now, it was peaceful, overgrown in places, with wildflowers poking through the tall grass and ivy climbing the stone walls. There was a bench in the center, partially shaded by an old oak tree, where they sat together, taking in the serenity of the place.

“It’s beautiful,” Vanessa whispered, leaning back against the bench and letting her gaze wander over the view. “I never knew this was here.”

Levi glanced at her, his eyes softening as he watched the way the light danced across her face. “Not many people do,” he said quietly. “Thought you might like it.”

Vanessa reached over and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Thank you, Levi,” she murmured, a warmth spreading through her chest. “For everything today.”

Levi’s thumb brushed over the back of her hand, and for a moment, he was content to just sit there, to let the moment linger. But as the sun began to dip lower in the sky, he knew it was time for the final part of the day. He stood up and helped Vanessa to her feet, a small but meaningful gesture that had become second nature to him.

“Come on,” he said, his voice steady but with a hint of anticipation. “We’ve got one more place to go.”

Vanessa’s curiosity was piqued as they walked together, his hand resting lightly on her back as he guided her toward their destination. She didn’t know where they were headed, but she could sense the shift in Levi’s demeanor—a quiet excitement that told her this final stop was different from the others.

As the sun dipped toward the horizon, casting long shadows over the streets, they approached The Sweet House, the bakery Vanessa knew so well. The sign still hung in the window, reading “Closed for Maintenance,” but as they reached the door, Levi paused, turning to look at her with a small, secretive smile.

“Close your eyes,” he instructed, his tone gentle but firm.

Vanessa’s brows furrowed, but she obeyed, letting him guide her to the door. She could hear the sound of it creaking open, followed by the faint rustle of movement from inside, and her heart began to race with anticipation. What was he up to?

“Alright,” Levi said, his voice close to her ear. “You can open them now.”

Vanessa opened her eyes, and as the scene before her came into focus, her breath caught in her throat. The bakery had been transformed—soft fairy lights twinkled from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the room. Roses and wildflowers adorned the tables and counters, and a large cake sat in the center, decorated with delicate frosting and fresh flowers. The people she loved most—Vivian, Robin, Emma, and a few other close friends���stood nearby, their faces beaming with excitement.

“Surprise!” they all shouted in unison, the sound filling the bakery with joy.

Vanessa felt a rush of emotion, her hand flying to her mouth as she turned to Levi. “You… you planned all of this?” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

Levi’s expression softened, his eyes meeting hers. “Happy birthday, Vanessa,” he said quietly, a rare but genuine smile touching his lips as he watched her take in the scene.

For Vanessa, the whole day had been a series of wonderful surprises, but this—this was more than she could have ever hoped for. And as she stepped forward, reaching for Levi’s hand, she felt a swell of gratitude and love that was impossible to put into words. It was a birthday she would never forget, and it was all because of him.

…

The party was in full swing inside The Sweet House. The bakery was filled with the warmth of celebration, the hum of chatter and laughter blending with the music that played softly in the background. Fairy lights strung across the ceiling cast a golden glow over the room, illuminating the happy faces of Vanessa's friends and family. She moved through the crowd, laughing and dancing with Robin and Emma, sharing a drink with Sasha, and even twirling Vivian in an impromptu dance that left them both breathless and smiling.

From the back of the room, Levi watched Vanessa with a quiet satisfaction. She was radiant, her cheeks flushed from dancing, her eyes bright with happiness. Every now and then, her gaze would flicker to him, and she’d send him a smile that made his chest tighten. This was why he’d gone to so much effort to plan today—this joy, this sense of freedom in her that he’d seen slowly come to life over the months they’d spent together. He was proud to have played even a small part in making her happy.

Eventually, the time came for the birthday cake. Vanessa stepped up to the table, her friends and family gathering around her, their faces lit up with anticipation. The cake was a work of art, beautifully decorated by Emma with delicate frosting flowers, and topped with a single candle. As Vanessa leaned over to blow it out, she closed her eyes, making a silent wish before the flame flickered out.

"Make it a good one!" Hange called from the back, grinning widely.

Vanessa laughed and began to cut the first slice of cake, handing it to Levi with a playful smile. "For being the mastermind behind all of this," she said. "You get the first piece."

He took the plate from her, his eyes meeting hers. "I'm just glad you’re enjoying it," he replied quietly, the hint of a smile touching his lips. "That’s all I wanted."

She offered him a look that was filled with gratitude and something deeper, a warmth that made his expression soften even more. Once the cake had been served and everyone was busy enjoying their slices, Levi caught Vanessa's eye again. He gave her a small, subtle nod and gestured toward the back door.

Vanessa tilted her head curiously, but she set down her plate and followed him, weaving through the crowd. As they slipped out onto the back patio, the cool night air greeted them, the sounds of the party fading into the background. The patio was quiet and secluded, away from the chatter and music inside, with a view of the stars beginning to appear in the sky.

Levi turned to face her, reaching into his pocket as Vanessa gave him an inquisitive look. "What are you up to?" she asked, a playful lilt in her voice as she stepped closer.

Instead of answering right away, Levi pulled out a small velvet box. He opened it, revealing the delicate butterfly necklace inside, its silver wings catching the faint light. "I have something for you," he said, his voice low and steady.

Vanessa’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the necklace, her hand flying to her mouth. "Levi... it’s beautiful," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "You… you didn’t have to do this."

Levi took the necklace out of the box, his expression softening as he stepped behind her. "Turn around," he said gently, and she did, lifting her hair out of the way as he draped the necklace around her neck. His fingers brushed against her skin as he fastened the clasp, and he could feel the subtle shiver that went through her.

Once it was secured, she turned back to face him, her hand reaching up to touch the pendant. "It’s perfect," she murmured, her eyes glistening with emotion. "But… why a butterfly?"

Levi’s gaze held hers, and there was a rare tenderness in his expression. "Because I’ve watched you change," he said quietly. "You’ve grown so much since I first met you. It’s like you found your wings." He took a step closer, his hand reaching up to brush a tear from her cheek. "And you’re more beautiful now than you’ve ever been."

Vanessa felt a lump form in her throat as she struggled to find the right words. She took a deep breath, her emotions swirling inside her. "Levi… I don’t know what I did to deserve you," she said, her voice breaking slightly. "You’ve given me so much more than I ever thought I could have."

He shook his head slightly, a rare smile curving his lips. "It’s not about deserving, Vanessa," he said, his voice low and steady. "It’s about choosing to be there for someone, no matter what." He reached out and gently tilted her chin up, his gaze searching hers. "And I choose you. Every day."

A tear slipped down her cheek, and she quickly wiped it away, a soft laugh escaping her. "You always know exactly what to say to make me cry," she said, her voice trembling with both emotion and joy.

Levi smirked faintly, his hand still resting lightly on her cheek. "That wasn’t the plan," he murmured, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

Vanessa closed her eyes at the touch of his lips, letting herself sink into the moment. "You really have no idea how much this means to me," she whispered. "You’ve made me feel… so special, so seen." She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug, burying her face in his shoulder. "Thank you, Levi," she murmured against his ear. "For everything."

He held her close, his arms wrapped securely around her waist. "You don’t have to thank me," he replied softly. "I’d do it all over again if it made you this happy."

For a long moment, they stood there in each other’s arms, the world around them fading away. When Vanessa finally pulled back, her eyes met his, and there was a new kind of understanding there—a silent promise that spoke of more than just the present. It spoke of a future, of the kind of love that wasn’t fleeting or uncertain but enduring and real.

Levi reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, his thumb grazing her cheek as he did. "Come on," he said quietly, his voice softer than usual. "We should get back inside before Hange decides to set off fireworks or something."

Vanessa laughed, a sound that was light and pure. "You’re probably right," she agreed, slipping her hand into his as they turned to head back inside. But before they reached the door, she paused, tugging lightly on his hand. "Levi?"

He looked back at her, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

She stepped closer and leaned up, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "I love it, and I love you so much," she whispered, her eyes searching his. "Thank you for for today."

The words hung in the air between them, and for a moment, all Levi could do was stare at her. Then, without a word, he leaned down and kissed her again, longer and deeper this time, pouring all the things he wasn’t good at saying into that kiss. When they finally pulled apart, his hand remained on the small of her back as they walked back inside, where the warmth of the party awaited.

The sounds of laughter and music filled the air once more as they rejoined the celebration, but for Levi and Vanessa, there was a new kind of warmth that came from knowing, without a doubt, that they had found something real in each other. And no matter what the future held, they were ready to face it together.

~

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[neuronarrator]

Para Introduction: Boyfriend

Part I - FNF: Go Out-Sides

(dividers by @adornedwithlight)

Name: Boyfriend

Other Names: BF(Nickname) Bee(Nickname), Keith(Don’t call him this)

Pronouns: Fine with any pronouns, but people generally use he/him

Gender: Cis male

Age: 18-20

Roles: Parame, Fictpara, Paraconfidencetenere (?)

Birthday: ??? (Celebrates his Birthday on October 5th)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: Mostly human with some angel blood, rat therian

Powers: Corruptomancy

Languages Spoken: Rattish, English, ASL

Source Media(s): Friday Night Funkin'

Other notes:

AuDHD, semi-mute

Technically an orphan, was raised by a mischief of human-intelligence rats (this is why Ritz is his brother) (This is also why no one knows his exact age or birthday).

This isn't why he has troubles with speaking, though. He's just like that, and would have been like that regardless of how he was raised.

His first language is Rattish, the rat language.

When he was 13-ish, the authorities realized there was a random human kid being raised by rats. Obviously the rats couldn't keep him forever(or even until he was an adult), since human kids need different stuff than rat pups (even ones that are closer to human intelligence,) and food and nutrition were a big issue.

As a result of the above, some official people put him in this facility (or something similar) so they could rehabilitate him to become more human-like, giving him the name Keith. They didn't abuse him or anything, but he still hated it because from his POV, they basically kidnapped him... especially considering they couldn't communicate their intentions to him since he only knew Rattish (although they were working on teaching him English). Even though he knows now that he would have likely died if he had stayed in the wild, he still has mixed feelings about the place.

Eventually, he was deemed fit enough to be adopted into a human family, those being his adopted parents Meiko and Kaito, as well as his adopted sister, Miku.

Even now that he's an adult and knows he's physically human, he still heavily identifies with rat-ness, and he still has several rat-like behaviors.

The reason his name is Boyfriend is because it's translated directly from Rattish. In Rattish, the word you get when you combine the word for "boy" and the word for "friend" doesn't mean "someone you're dating," it literally just means, "boy who is your friend."

He's learning ASL because GF is deaf, he's not that good at it yet though

Part II - Your Average Corruption Retelling

Name: Same as above

Other Names: Same as above

Pronouns: Same as above

Gender: Same as above

Age: 15-17

Roles: Same as above

Birthday: Same as above

Sexuality: Same as above

Species: Same as above

Powers: Same As Above

Languages Understood: Rattish, English

Source Media(s): Friday Night Funkin', FNF: Corruption

Other Notes:

Still AuDHD, Completely mute

Uses AAC. Before the Corruption he used an iPad with a special app, but due to a lack of electricity during the Corruption, he now uses a whiteboard and pen

Doesn't have many powers, but he is a Corruptomancer, someone with the rare ability to control Corruption. He is one of the only two people in the whole area with this ability.

Because of this, the Children Of The Harvest Moon recruited him to join them, since it's rare and they need as many Corruptomancers as possible for their plans.

He was the second one to be Corrupted behind Girlfriend.

Eventually, he starts hosting Spirit, with the ghost occasionally possessing him. Soul also is in BF's head, but he can't take control of their body and no one knows what he is or if he's even a real person.

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[blubushie]

biggest horse you've ever ridden?

Some big fiesty brumby gelding I got dared to ride (and break). He was gentled and could take halter but you got a saddle on him and he went apeshit. Don't know what the fuck was in his bloodline but he was massive—almost 17h, about 7 or 8 years old, built lithe and lean and wasn't gelded for all his life so had a massive stallion's crest. Beautiful dark bay. He'd be a stunning fucken showhorse. Or a good jumper—had the legs for it.

He was a good lad besides all that stallion-ness still in him. Within two days I got him to take a bridle without fighting the bit and after 6 more days he could take a saddle with weights without trying to buck it off. Taking a rider is different though and that's the closest a horse ever come to throwing me. My height didn't help me at all—legs came down to maybe 3/4 the way from his withers to elbow, which is shorter than I'd like since it makes my spurs more ineffective (seriously finding a horse that's the proper height for you is very important—do not ride a horse too tall for you if that horse isn't also experienced because they won't be able to read your muted signals as well as a horse who knows what it's doing and what to feel for).

But I wasn't there to train him, just break him. So we went at it for about 20 minutes and every time I'd think he were done he'd get a fire under his arse and bolt through the corral again and then start bucking. And horses are usually mobile when they buck—as in, they move around. He didn't. He'd get into a spin in one spot like bulls do, tearing up the ground like a willy.

We did this once in the early morning and then when he'd finally stop bucking I'd spur and walk him a few paces and treat him, and then I'd dismount and tack him down and give him a wash to get the sweat off and a groom. Then we'd do it again late in the evening when the sun was low and it wasn't so bloody hot. Evening of the fourth day he got a few bucks in but didn't spin. Morning of the fifth and he didn't buck at all, took saddle and me like a champion and was calm the whole time minus some annoyed ears.

He was both the tallest and the most spirited bastard I ever had the pleasure of working with and I hope he's well.

[earthspark-shockwaves-reduction]

things that happened in cyberverse that I get dealt psychic damage upon remembering because this show was fuckin wild

starscream did his usual "IM THE LEADER NOW >:D" thing bc megatron was presumed dead but this time when megatron came back he went down the halls of almost the whole fucking ship beating the shit out of starscream while he was trying to run until he fucking shot him and left him for dead

at some point humans found about cybertronians (as in "the general populace found out cybertronians live among them" not "1-5 humans made friends") but instead of having anything like G.H.O.S.T or Big Conflict between the humans they just. made viral videos of cybertronians sometimes? Idk

speaking of which: megatron livestreaming starscream's funeral (after practically killing him) and there was a Facebook live style stream of emojis and one of them was the pensive one (😔) but on the decepticon insignia

he didn't stay dead though the autobots found him on the moon or whatever and stuck him in a lil cell

he got therapy once (the closest any tf show has gotten to having rung) and immediately used it to escape

...actually the closest they got to having rung was probably maccadam who looked like someone mixed rung with thanos (and I think was a prime???)

cheetor beast wars was there and he was fucking adorable and essentially did a round of marriage counseling for megatron and optimus and they went with it bc I think it was the only way he'd let them see the allspark or whatever

and then he died saving the allspark in very princess yue "I'm giving it my life force to save everyone" fashion

I stayed watching for maybe 5 more eps after that (bc honestly this would've made for the best albeit bittersweet ending instead of throwing in the quintessentions but I digress) so I know there's a fuckton missing from this list

perceptor was there and he got blinded after less than five minutes onscreen

but the real problem: no brainstorm

no mention of him to be had

no simpatico only simp

whirl was there but instead of having any of his insanity or Genuine Unhingedness he was just. kinda silly. and not even that silly. he kept getting hit and going "...I'm fine!"

tarn.

yeah that tarn.

but similar to whirl he was Very Diluted from his normal idw tarn-ness (bc. Y'know. It's a TV-Y7 Saturday morning cartoon) and I think he had clones

windblade had a "I sword fight my ex gf in a Dennys parking lot" thing going on for A While with one of the seekers until she literally got stabbed and died

they had drift but did his whole deadlock -> drift thing backwards. in reverse even

Roddy's Emo Paint Job from Lost Light (but it's because of the Acid he got dragged into bc that's how that works)

this show started with amnesiac mute bee doing dumb shit and windblade having to wrangle him and they went on silly adventures what happened-

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I love the bits of Jeff you've given us so far, do you have any headcanons for him?

I think Jeff is a bundle of turbulent tweenage emotions in the indiscernible guise of the standing guy emoji 😐🧍. A kid who's got neurotic tendencies, unspoken abandonment issues, and the weight of his father's legacy crushing down on his flimsy little shoulders - but he's such an outwardly composed person that only his closest friends have the faintest inkling. His dad's sudden absence threw him for a loop when he was very small, and he never quite recuperated from it. Boarding school was a shock to his system a few years later, and he never adjusted quite the way his peers did. Dude's not sporty, outgoing, or charismatic. He's awkward, self-proclaimed shy, dweeby as all hell. The sort of intense quiet that (erroneously) strikes some as off-putting and others as coolly self-assured. An awfully particular blend of anxiety, autism, and academic austerity, all of which leave him sadly misunderstood by most.

His friends know better. Though Jeff's got a tough outer shell to crack, beneath his supposed carapace he's literally just some dork. He loves video games, sci-fi, and D&D. His reckless streak is actually a lingering kiddish desire to live out his favorite adventure stories. The events of EarthBound (though at times overwhelming to his nerves) are a dream come true for him. He's terminally online in the mid-90's. His sense of humor is dry and weird and delightful. It's rare for him to emote beyond raised eyebrows or a slight chuckle. But Tony, and eventually Ness n' pals, know how to recognize Jeff's muted enthusiasm from a mile away. Jeff is reluctant to get close with new acquaintances, but those who've earned his trust are extremely dear to him. Loves his friends desperately. Almost a little clingy. Considering his troubled upbringing, how hard it is for him to make friends in the first place, and the way he almost lost both Tony and his father to an alien abduction - can ya really blame him?

He's outrageously, hilariously tall. One of those kids who's lankily breaching 6 feet at age 14, with none of the muscle mass to back it up. A lot of fans like to imagine/portray him as a stone cold badass, especially in combat, and I love it. Giygas' forces know to quake in their boots when this expressionless British scarecrow rolls up packing pistols and rocket launchers. He relishes the the thrill of it. I gave him a mom, from whom he inherited his height - and a slight second dose of emotional distance. The divorce left her scrambling to keep the two of 'em financially afloat, so she's become a bit of a workaholic. Boarding school was kind of a no-brainer. She's not always the most insightful when it comes to Jeff's (admittedly cryptic) feelings, but she cares dearly for him all the same. He never feels totally stranded, knowing she's been a consistent pillar of support all along. Might get a little complicated when he's spending the summer workin' with his dad of all people (Dr. Andonuts, naturally, earned his ex-wife's utmost condemnation). They'll make it work, though :') So long as the Doctor doesn't let their boy down again :') :')

[definitelynotshouting]

Hello :DD I had sm Thoughts about this chapter, if your intent was to leave all your readers laying in a pool of tears u have succeeded 👍

-☀️

"He'd assumed, by virtue, that Mumbo was keeping himself out of the loop. Apparently not."

- GRIAN. HE TRIED TO TALK TO YOU TWO CHAPTERS AGO AND YOU IGNORED HIM.

- Also like how when we circle back to this point at the end of the chapter- Mumbo brings it up, Mumbo apologises- Grian lies and goes through the conversation "on autopilot", forcing himself to register absolutely NONE of the emotion so that when he goes through with his plan he can have this degree of separation- (if that's what you call it?). Just like how right here he's ignoring/selectively forgetting the fact that Mumbo did try to talk to him

-☀️

"some of the wariness clouding around them begins to clear, burning down into an ashen, sickly relief."

- I chose this one because of the "burning" metaphor. It creates this imagery of something akin to a wildfire when Grian's actions were first revealed. Emotions were blazing with fury, grief, confusion, horror and betrayal. It's all still there, but muted. For Mumbo specifically and how he initially reacted when G woke up the metaphor makes it feel like Mumbo completely burnt himself out with how he felt about everything. What's left behind in an ashen log, a carcass ready to collapse into dust at the next breeze.

-☀️

"A relieved Mumbo is a Mumbo protected against someone he can't save."

- "Someone he can't save", meaning mumbo being unable to save grian, but dually meaning that Grian doesnt believe he can be saved- not by himself, not even by his best friend. He's tried, tried to stop making the games, tried to live off of MCC. It didn't work; he's stopped trying to save himself.

-☀️

First batch!! Also, u mentioned this a while ago now but have u ended up going to that cafe you mentioned?

incredibly excited to receive your thoughts sun anon!!!! :D im so glad you liked this chapter and yes i was maybe banking on a LOT of tears over it ngl >:]

Grian's deeply unreliable narrator-ness makes me SO insane tbh, im so obsessed with how he very deliberately ignores things that dont fit into his personal narrative. Like ur objectively right Mumbo DID try to talk to him!!!!! But in Grian's head, that doesnt support his "i am doing this for everyone's greater good" agenda, so he dismisses it. Same as the gold farm-- Scar actually mentioned it to him all the way back in chapter 5, but when Mumbo asks if he knew, he insinuates that he wasnt told, without actually confirming or denying. Its a fun little tidbit that i enjoyed adding-- i really like highlighting just how unreliable Grian's perspective is rn wrt reality :]

I am SO happy you enjoyed that burning metaphor-- its definitely attached to that wildfire imagery, but its also attached to the concept of cooking for me too!!! The idea of letting something simmer down and thicken, except its burning, was very integral to that snippet ^.^

And yep!!! That was 100% what i was going for with the saving comment :] im so happy you enjoyed those, and i cant wait to see the other stuff you liked!!! Your inbox comments are a highlight of my day, truly❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

(also i did get to go to my cafe a few weeks ago!!! i was supposed to again yesterday, but alas i woke up with some bad allergy symptoms so i ended up laid up in bed instead 😭😭😭😭 hopefully i can go again next week, especially bc i have a very good friend visiting and i'd love to show it to them :] thanks for asking :D )

[protosymphonette]

I would like to hear more about the happy smiler symbolism,,, preddy pls :)

ehehehe starts jumping up and down and clapping. ok ^_^

1 maroon & olive

i chose 2 colors because i do what i want. red is commonly associated with like... death murder killing blood danger. so i chose a more dark & muted maroon to reflect his more... low-key? apathetic? idgaf nature while still acknowledging his violent tendencies. i wanted it to sort of be the color of dried blood? i thought other red-associated feelings like love, passion (insert children's hospital color theory post here) also fit since he is constantly bagging hoes with his nonchalant & unsettling & creepy swag. olive is much of the same, as a muted & frankly sort of grimy green color. olive is also very much associated with the military and while happy smiler certainly is no bootlicker he's definitely very militant

2 desert mistletoe

for both flora and fauna i wanted to choose something that was native to the american southeast. mistletoe is a very stereotypical christmas/joyful/romantic plant and i thought the irony was funny given happy smiler's whole deadpan-ness. but also hints at normal person under bulletproof vest shell. the fact that mistletoe is a parasitic plant also had a lot to do with it... happy smiler is a very opportunistic guy and will do pretty much anything to make sure that he is the one who knocks comes out the fortunate party. including riding someone else's coattails for a bit. parasite yup. and also desert mistletoe is a very cool and appetizing plant.

3 vulture

specifically a turkey vulture. they're the only vultures native fully to the american southeast and also i like their cool heads. vultures are awesome btw kind of a tangent but they rule. anyway sort of related to the mistletoe; vultures are scavengers. they're huge and imposing with their large wingspan and spooky black feathers and bald heads. but at the end of the day they feed almost exclusively on carrion. that's not to say they're pacifists... they're just happy to not give themselves extra work by eating things that are already dead. do you get it. happy smiler may seem like a guy who loves to killing but he's really not. maybe he wants to seem that way maybe he'd like to be brutal and maim and kill but he's not like that. he likes to seem scary because it steers obvious trouble away from him and makes him feel cool and tough. do u get it

4 cleaver

okay this one requires some happy smiler lore; he was born near klamath where his family hunted geckos for a living & sold their meat and hide and they used the simple lowly cleaver to kill butcher & skin said geckos. so partly i chose cleaver because of that but ALSO it's a pretty versatile thing. in the game it's obviously a melee weapon but also a cleaver can be used in the kitchen for anything from splitting bone and meat to crushing garlic or chopping vegetables. he's good at cooking (metagaming fact i gave him decently high survival skill solely so i could reap the benefits of dine and dash perk) so that's sort of an extra layer.

5 'till my head falls off - tmbg

i'm gonna keep it 100. i had no idea what song to do for him. i toiled over it for actual days. i think what i settled on is a pretty decent pick, though- references his persistence, substance abuse, forgetfulness... and who could forget the head trauma evident in the very title of the song. i've long associated this song with "general vague courier 6 feelings" so it fits pretty well for him... also it's one of my favorite tmbg songs :D so that's a plus. to be honest i don't really listen to many bands that i'd describe as "happy smiler music" so that's probably why this was so hard for me. lol

6 resentment

this one was also pretty hard. though admittedly not as difficult as the song. most of the time i think happy smiler doles out general feelings of apathy and idgaf-ness but that's sort of boring. i imagine for the first leg of his journey (the "finding benny" part) he was fueled entirely by feelings of rage & vengefulness, which tbf is to be expected from a dude who was shot in the head (twice). i think he resents that checked-suited cunt so much because he fucked with basically the one thing that happy smiler gives any of a shit about (at least at the beginning): himself. and i thought the lighter would be a good symbol for his hatred towards benny- it being pretty much the last thing he saw, the only concrete evidence of The Shootening even occuring until he gets to the strip, and the inherently destructive nature of fire. or whatever. happy smiler gaslights himself into thinking he's winning the idgaf war but at the core of his being he was never even a player. i guess you could say the game was rigged from th(gets sniped)

IF U READ THIS FAR. thank you. i know my ramblings are probably incomprehensible. and thank YOU anon for enabling me... <3

[ponds-of-ink]

Going off a Tales from the Pizzaplex lore leak and building a (very guesstimating) theory.

No Spoiler TL;DR: I was very wrong about part of an SB theory that I’ve had for months now (Maybe even a year?). However, not all of that theory is lost… yet. Below is an attempt to make crucial corrections to my theory with the new info despite only knowing certain things. That’s pretty much it.

Okay, for anyone who’s either not scared about getting spoiled and/or has already seen the leaks for GGY, here’s the deal.

I was wrong about Patient 46 being Vanny. And I’m absolutely sorry if I made way too strong of a case for it for anyone who’s followed me and seen that theory. Granted, many theorists didn’t have much to go off of at the time ig, but I still feel like I need to own up and apologize up front.

The good news is, weirdly, Gregory being 46 isn’t that big of a game-breaking deal to me. My worst fear was Eleanor (AKA the Fazbear Frights main antagonist and the one villain I really want to actually throw hands with out of pure, foolish spite) was returning as Gregory. Thankfully, this turned out to be completely false and it was just a theory that I personally brushed aside. And, thanks to re-listening to the Retro CDs as well as this Twitter thread that gives the most likely explanation for the new SB inconsistency plot hole, I think I can revise another part of my old 46 theory. That being the whole court case thing.

In an older theory ramble of mine, I mentioned that there are other things that debunk Vanessa being an Afton as well as the court case still being legit. Because Greg is now confirmed to be 46, I can also say that the likelihood of the court case being Afton’s has increased for me. Mainly because it’s two entirely different characters having the same backstory involving a tragedy with their parents. Of course, Gregory/46’s side is directly stated. However, given the fact that it looks like Glitchtrap was gaining control over both Greg and Ness according to the Twitter OP, it’s starting to sound like Glitch really wanted to get this story out there to someone— anyone— for reasons I’m not sure of yet.

To back up Twitter OP’s claim about it being Glitchtrap controlling two people at similar times, here’s something I noticed when re-listening to the CDs: 46/Greg has an uncomfortable time sitting in the chair during one of his first recorded sessions. Then, a couple sessions later, he’s just relaxing in the same seat without a care in the world. He also starts to act progressively more and more like Glitchtrap from Help Wanted or Vanny from SB. Giggling when he finds out about what happened to the therapists. Reveling in the terrifying chaos going down in the Pizzaplex. Even sticking to be absolutely mute, but still communicating in some way. As much as the fandom jokes (joked?) about him being a destructive agent of chaos, I can guarantee you that the actual Gregory was only lost, very confused, and trying to be brave during the actual game.

Also, it was recently confirmed in the FNAF Encyclopedia that Vanessa is Vanny. And, since Vanny’s been established to be controlled (to some degree) by Glitchtrap, then that means Vanny is still present in the tapes. Just not in the way we thought, I guess. Huh.

Speaking of Vanessa, I also noticed something during her side. The further we go into her part of the story, the more tired and flat-sounding her voice becomes. I did also bring this up in my older theory as Glitchtrap controlling her— But I thought it was only temporary. Turns out this “flat-tone Vanessa” stuck around for a lot longer than I thought… And she acts more like William himself than Glitchtrap, which is even stranger. Insisting that she works a lot, refusing candy because of calories while 46 eagerly takes some candy, saying that she doesn’t like dark basements (which could be a whole lot of things, knowing William’s history), etc. It almost sounds like there’s two separate entities controlling one person each…? Unless Glitchtrap’s bringing William’s/his own acting to the next level by trying to mimic them, which is always an option.

But that’s not the topic I’m supposed to be discussing here. Let’s climb out of that rabbit hole and jump back into the court case. The only reason why Vanessa didn’t get called out by anyone for her potential lie is because of her job transfer to the Pizzaplex. If she stayed any longer like Gregory/46 did, then I’m sure the fifth therapist could’ve figured out that both of them could’ve lied. Mainly because the fifth therapist probably looked through her predecessor’s records, found that weird “coincidence”, and decided to confront the only one still in Therapy. An absolute shame that we didn’t get both sides debunked, but at least we’re on the right track now. Maybe Ruin will confirm or deny these suspicions, idk really.

The point is that I’m still convinced that Afton’s backstory involves the court case and 46 being Gregory actually enhanced that for me a bit. Now I’m just stuck here waiting for a potential GGY 2 just to see how Greg got out by the time of SB.