#their a bit dusty rn lol

[goatpaste]

i see snort (the red bull beanie baby) in ur likes and i wanna tell u i have three iterations of that beanie. i widdle mcdonalds toy version, the og, and the new revamp! they are a snort family :]

Match my snorted swag :)

[boneskullravenriver]

I wish I could update my bookshelf a bit but buying books is so expensive nowadays. Most of my bookshelf is books I've accumulated over the years and yes, I do have quite a bit of a collection but God, looking at some of the books I have makes me cringe and wonder what I was even thinking. But at the same time I don't want to get rid of them.

[rye-kin]

Hiiii guyths… here’s that fic: a bizzare interaction. (stupid name mb, alternatively my love for semi colons…)

I finished this back in March and it was honestly exhausting making sure I got things right down to the words I used, having to strain my own vocabulary because a lot of the words I wanted to use were already in the novella (particularly ch 2). And also, making sure all the little details of time and relationships were in order. I’m honestly not satisfied, but I really wanted to get this off my hands lol. I love uttersons interactions w mr hyde and wanted to replicate it but somehow extend it idk! I hope I succeeded. Oh and this is quite the boring fic! No freaking but a healthy bit of…tension?

I’ve lightly reread it again, noticing some major complications with how it flows. And then the whole time I’m running a Yappathon trying to explain every little thought and motion the characters have <\3 but high key, I don’t have it in me to fix it rn. Maybe later maybe never <\3 anyway enjoy guyths….

It was a bleak afternoon, the sky somewhat covered by thin clouds and the dense fog that had risen from the morning throughout the day. This combination provided for a dusty and dim afternoon; the street only occasionally lit by streaks of golden light that shone from between the clouds. Mr. Utterson felt a tiredness settle in his throat as he held his papers in one hand and his brow in the other; and surely this weariness made the idea of a venture from his office seem all the more welcome. At last, he had placed down the papers, stood up and slipped on his greatcoat, then steadily made his way from his rooms and out on the street. He walked slowly, the wind—which was picking up in preparation for the shift of the season—occasionally struck him with a sharp chill, and he drew the edges of his coat up to his throat as he walked. He had yet been contemplating the destination of his sudden journey, before remembering it had been a long while since visiting his friend the doctor. However, Utterson felt a strange unease at the thought, questioning how he may be received. Though, having not seen his friend in a while had expelled any doubt, and he made his way along his usual path. He walked the whole length of the street that he usually took with his cousin, and upon the corner, took a turn into the square where his friend resided. The doctors home standing whole and with its windows clean and the knocker polished; contrasting, to the lawyers observation, with the other buildings in the line. He took a breath, mounting the steps and knocking firmly. After some moment, Poole answered the door. No change in expression came to his face, though traces of surprise made their way into his tone. “Mr. Utterson” said he, stepping back with a slight bow. Utterson interrupted him with a raised hand “you needn’t let me in Poole, I only came to ask if the doctor was home at all? I am just on a walk you see, and thought I would check on my way”. Poole nodded in acknowledgment “very good sir, though I’m afraid doctor Jekyll has been out for quite some time.” The lawyers brows tilted, surprised in himself for the slight embarrassment and confusion he felt in response. “Is that so…” he mused in a low voice. “Very well then, thank you” he bows, and the butler bids him goodbye before Mr. Utterson continues on his walk. His eyes locked on the pavement as he traveled the length of the empty court, his thoughts somewhat gloomy and dreary. While his visits were not with appointment, it had been the second time in a fortnight that he had to decline admittance for the absence of his friend. This realization somewhat soured his mood, and tampered with the course of his thoughts. As he returned to the main street, he lifted his head and his eyes locked upon the door of the building at the very corner. He stopped himself, his eyes wandering about its displeasing and unwelcoming front. He stood some moment before a thought had made its way into his mind. He had been fiddling with a small paper in his pocket; and pulling it out, he brought it up to his face to look upon it. The card he was holding was that of Edward Hyde, which he had been given nearly a month ago. He had yet to move it from his coat into a proper drawer in his office, something which was very out of the ordinary given the lawyers usual manner. His hand tightened as he held it, his eyes reading the name, then the address. He paused, his eyes narrowing at the street name, and upon some bold decision, tucked the card into his pocket and diverted from his route. He crossed several streets, taking him some half an hour before he reached that part of London. At that point, the sun had set beyond the buildings and the cold had begun to seep through his overcoat, striking his lean figure with a shiver every few steps. 

At last, he turned onto a particularly dingy, and particularly dim neighborhood. He had never been there by foot and with the exception of a few huddled vagrants, the street stood comparatively empty. All these qualities aggravated the strange sense of terror that had started to settle in the back of his mind. As he made his way to the given address, he stopped upon the doorstep. Here he looked about him, questioning his resolve for a moment before raising a slow hand to the door and knocking. As he waited for a reply, he took another moment to observe his surroundings. The sky above had darkened into a vibrant blue, though dark and thin clouds had streaked across it. The shops along the lower part of the street had been preparing for their nightly close, and the light emanating from the adjacent buildings varied from little to none. Not even a minute had elapsed before an old woman opened the door. Her hair silver, and her face white. Her face bore an uninviting quality and her brows were arched into an unfavorable expression; but in contrast to this initial impression, she greeted him with a very good manner. Utterson straightened himself before finally speaking “is Mr. Hyde at home?” his voice more affected by his situation than he would like. The woman seemed slightly surprised, and Utterson supposed she had not been used to admitting many visitors on Mr. Hyde’s behalf. She nodded, and replied in affirmative, before admitting him into a low and scarcely furnished room. She had left him for just a minute or so before returning to the lawyer with a grave expression. “Yes” said she, “he shall receive you. If you would come with me sir, I will bring you to him”. Utterson felt a flash of surprise, before letting it dissipate into a sort of apprehension. He nodded and thanked the old woman, before following her down a dark hall to where the other had his rooms. 

As soon as he had stepped in, the woman had left them. Utterson stood straight, meeting eyes with Mr. Hyde as he stood beside the fire. The room was lit by a few candles and a finely decorated oil lamp that stood upon a small tea table. While the room was small, it was warm and comfortably furnished with great taste; emitting an air of wealth and easing his nerves. The last thing he would have expected given the nature of its inhabitant. The two stared at each other quite blankly for a moment, before Mr. Hyde’s brows furrowed slightly as he prepared himself to speak. “Mr. Utterson” his voice suddenly relaxed “I admit I’m rather surprised. You caused me a good deal of shock asking for me. I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel a slight apprehension at your presence here.” Before Utterson replied, the hosts eyes widened with a sort of realization. “Oh, I don’t mean to be impolite. I only mean to say I expected you to call on me only if there were an emergency.” He paused “is there?”. The lawyer was almost amused by his inquiry, for it was uncharacteristically exposed; Mr. Hyde seemed almost nervous. Though, the amusement was short lived when he remembered whose home he was standing in, and he recovered his composure. Utterson hesitated a bit before replying “no, nothing of the sort. Just an informal visit”. The others nervousness seemed to heighten at this remark, much to the formers surprise. “I see.” Replied Mr. Hyde. He looked about him almost as if he were surprised to be in his own home; and raising a hand to a chair gestured to his guest: “please, sit down”. 

They both sat down across from each other, and the warm light of the room allowed Utterson to better look at his host once and for all. His head was slightly bowed, he had no hat, no gloves and no greatcoat obscuring his figure this time; it was clear by his dress he hadn’t planned on going out or receiving visitors at all. For all that, his clothing was still comprised of fine and rich fabrics, and all fitting him well. With his broad shoulders arched forward, and his hands clasped before his front, he continued “would you like any refreshments?” He asked. “I have just had tea made” he suddenly lifted his gaze, setting it upon the lawyer and flashing his usual and unnerving smile. Utterson mustered a slight smile in return “tea will do, thank you.” As soon as he agreed, he thought he might regret it; but he kept his fear veiled behind an unobtrusive look. While Mr. Hyde handed him the cup of tea, the lawyer observed him and his manner. No doubt his fear was relaxed by his hosts confusion at having him call; perhaps he was even pleased by this reaction. He nodded a thank you, and accepted the cup. Where he would usually feel ashamed—given anybody else to be his company—he felt some security. Seeing the man in such a way and manner had brought an odd sense of ease, assuring him that he was not entirely powerless in his presence. Indeed, Mr. Hyde had almost seemed frightened when first admitting him, something that Utterson found very unlikely given the conclusion of their first meeting. Yet this was a change accepted eagerly by the lawyer; the distinct sensations that had taken him in their first encounter had lessened, and he felt his shoulders ease with some relief. 

At last, Utterson interrupted the prolonged silence “you have a very fine room here…” he commented. Hyde looked about himself “thank you.” He replied “I had put great care into it. Though it is a small space, it’s all I need.” He clenched his jaw as if it pained him to speak. 

The lawyer mused for a moment “I hope you didn’t mind me calling,” said he “I realize it was sudden, and I hope it wasn’t inconvenient for you to receive me.”

“Oh-oh no,” replied Mr. Hyde, lifting a dismissive hand before the lawyer. “I don’t often have visitors, but I surely don’t mind your company Mr Utterson.” He put a hand over his lips for a moment, his eyes strained as if he were struggling to overcome a discomforting thought. Another nervous habit—Utterson presumed—though this time he recovered rather quickly. He adjusted himself again, his hands gripping the cup with a comparable gentleness that the lawyer was curious to see if he could maintain. “I wanted to apologize for my behavior during our previous meeting, I’ve realized I was quite impolite.” 

Utterson was shocked, yet all the more pleased by this. “That’s quite alright, I suppose I startled you.” 

“Somewhat,” replied the other, looking down at his cup.

“Forgive me,” said the lawyer, “though, even so it won’t be necessary; Jekyll already told me, and asked me to forget it,” he assured.

Mr. Hyde’s expression grew suddenly affected. “I see,” his eyes pointed on the fire. Utterson hesitated again before speaking, considering the mention of their mutual acquaintance with great care, should it aggravate his host again. He cleared his throat “by the by, have you seen Jekyll? It has been some time since I last spoke with him.” Mr. Hyde did not look up to meet his gaze this time, his hands tightened about the cup. He hesitated before finally speaking in a serious voice, “I have not,” he said, “but I believe he was to come home in the early morning.” Utterson nodded “I see, thank you.” Mr. Hyde only nodded back, sipping his tea very slowly. “Why, did you have something to say to him?” He asked rather suddenly. Utterson leaned back “no, but it had been some time. I thought you might have known.” 

“Yes, you were correct in that assumption,” returned Mr. Hyde in an odd tone. They sat in silence again for a brief moment, the cracking of the fire occasionally interrupting it. “This is a lovely set, you know,” said the lawyer, holding up the cup to his eye “you have good taste (if I may say), if you have selected them yourself.” The other looked surprised again, “thank you, but I should clarify it was a gift from our mutual friend” said he.

“Jekyll?” Utterson asked.

“Yes.”

“I see.” He said with a nod. “I hope I didn’t interfere with any of your evening plans.” added the lawyer. The other suddenly laughed in response “no, don’t worry. You’re not interfering with anything.” The former was slightly perplexed, but imitated his smile with a shiver. Something suddenly appeared in his mind, and unable to overcome this curiosity, he continued: “may I ask you something?”

“Certainly, what is it?” Replied Mr. Hyde.

“How is it that you came to know Dr. Jekyll?” 

“We share common interests”

“Chemical interest?” the lawyer persisted. Mr. Hyde’s face changed, and his brow lowered into a subtle scowl. “Yes,” he replied in a harsher voice “I suppose you could call it that.” Utterson lips tightened and he drew a steady breath; the irritation of his host heightening his vigilance. “I don’t mean to pry, you know. I only mean to know you better, seeing as how Jekyll has taken such a great interest in you.” He began again, his voice steady. “I understand,” returned Mr. Hyde, “but there is simply not much to know about me, in truth. I am not so unfamiliar as you seem to think me.” Utterson paused at the others words, for what did he mean by familiarity? Perhaps he intended his manners where they applied to his upbringing; In fact, upon seeing his rooms it was clear he had good taste and certainly could afford to maintain them. Though this last part was not clear either, for the lawyer had yet to fully understand the nature of the friendship between his friend, and the man who now sat beside him. It could still be possible he had some hold over the doctor, and was extorting some sum from him; but being so near to the former now, and understanding more of him, signs pointed otherwise. The lawyer couldn’t withhold a slight frown “of course, I see now,” and he bowed his head for a moment. “I apologize, I have been too hasty in my assumptions.” He hesitated again, before reaching a hand out and placing it on Mr. Hydes arm. His shoulders drew back at the touch, and his expression remained unchanged. But, he slowly began to relax; taking another sip of his tea. The lawyer withdrew his hand and moved to speak again, but before he could the others expression shifted to a more neutral state. ”it is all well,” said he, setting down the cup and looking to his guest. “an apology isn’t necessary, though it was very good of you, Mr. Utterson.” The lawyer only hummed in reply, though he himself had begun to relax again. He would scarce admit it, but in those pauses between conversation, he did not completely detest the others company. It may have been his curiosity keeping him so engaged, yet they had not spoken of much. Perhaps it was the fine rooms and the warmth; or even the thrill that the presence of such a man��for he dared not forget what he was capable of— stirring in him. But politely sat there, it all seemed unlikely given only this new impression; and he heaved a sigh before speaking again. “I was going to say, it is getting rather late.” said the lawyer. “Yes” replied Mr. Hyde. “Will you dine here tonight?” Asked Utterson, setting his cup down as well. Though the other only nodded in response. “I shouldn’t keep you then,” continued the lawyer, rising from his spot. The other also rose, walking with his guest to the door. As he was putting on his hat, the lawyer turned to him, “thank you for the tea, and for your time.” Mr. Hyde smiled. “Of course Mr. Utterson, you are always welcome.” Though he appreciated the gesture, the lawyer did not believe him. He bowed at last before his host and opened the door, stepping a foot over the threshold. “Well, good evening Mr. Hyde,” said he. “Good evening” returned the other. And with that, Mr. Utterson stepped from the door, hearing it shut behind him as he traversed the hall. 

[parakeetlover3]

Hey Parakeet, what are your interpretations of the fallen children, such as their names and their personalities? Also, do you think that you could possibly make art of them?

Tysm for the ask! :D

Hmm, I’m not really that good at art, so I don’t have much rn unfortunately, but for now, have some gacha designs I made!

Putting my interpretations under the cut cus it might be rambling a lot lol

I personally headcanon the Soul colors to be a genetic thing, like eye and hair color. The traits are what I associate with them personally, rathar than their Souls

Their eyes match their Soul colors due to bekng dead, but during life, I headcanon humans to be able to have both eye colors we have irl and eye colors that only happen in fiction

Listed in my headcanoned order of falling into the Underground! (Yes, since Chara's Soul is red, I made the kids after that go in rainbow order lol)

Also, I hc that all the humans had SAVE powers to some degree, but not all of them really knew how to use it, and even the ones who did eventually grew exhausted of dying and lost the DT/will to keep going. Some only had a limited amount of reloads they could do before losing the ability, while others were exhausted before reaching that limit

Orange/Bravery

Name: (I haven't decided yet)

Pronouns: He/him

Age of fall/death: 11/11

Reason for fall: I haven’t figured it out yet

Time spent Underground:

- Due to Asgore's war declaration being fairly recent when he fell, he was found and brought to Asgore fairly quickly after leaving the Ruins

- Fought back, but was overpowered by the Guards. Never killed anyone, since he was quickly restrained and brought to the Castle

- Asgore wasn’t as worn out yet, so the battle was crazy hard, with Asgore dodging and stuff as well

- Discovered his SAVE ability when dying to Asgore or the first time. Was able to see the stars earlier, but never knew how they were used before this

- Didn’t know about needing to absorb his soul to go home, wanted to fight him until he found an opening to rush through the Barrier. Really didn’t want to straight-up kill anyone, which also made his fight with Asgore harder

- Attempted to keep reloading his SAVE file again and again, but eventually, even though he wanted and tried to keep going, his SAVE file stopped working due to exhaustion, which lowered his DT

(Ex: when Undyne is killed in neutral route, she deffo *wants* to keep going, but is physically unable to, so sorta like that but with SAVE points)

Other:

- had a single mom, who was a bit sickly

- they enjoyed embroidering together

- the abs on his bandana were embroidered himself, and his mom made the gloves for him

- favorite colors were dusty pink and gold

- refuses to swear

- generally a really supportive person

Yellow/Justice

Name: Clover (not to be confused with Undertale Yellow's Clover lol) (Pending name change to Trefoil? Or Coltsfoot? Clove?)

Pronouns: She/her

Age of fall/death: 12/12

Reason for fall: was camping with her family. She was curious about the missing kid case that happened in the area about a decade ago, as well as the legends saying that there were monsters under the mountain. Her brother was teaching her to aim and stuff. I haven’t figured out why and how she climbed at fell exactly, tho

Time underground:

- Figured out her SAVE abilities pretty quickly, killed some Guards that attacked her as well as some other monsters that confronted her

- After figuring out Asgore’s decree, wanted to go straight to the source of the injustice by confronting him, so mostly tried to sneak to the Castle and deal with him before she was too harsh on other monsters

-Often fought monsters until they were spareable, or ran once they were worn out. Tried to keep killing to a minimum, but held back less and less as she got closer to the Castle

- During the Asgore fight, was determined to bring justice to Asgore for killing and passing a decree that allows killing of innocent people

- Reloaded her SAVE file often, and told Asgore whenever she came back. This was when Asgore learned about the SAVE power, and made his observations of the previous human make some more sense

- Dying over and over again was tiring, and the guilt from killing and planning on killing was catching up. Wanted so badly to go back home to her family, but she mentally apologized to them before she gave up reloading

Other:

- Her older brother taught her to use a gun, scarf and hat were a gift from him. The gun was his, she was borrowing it before she fell

- had a dog German Shepard named Sheriff and a Golden Retriever named Coltsfoot

- While she wanted to be a sheriff or some other job directly protecting people, she also wanted to be a dog trainer (wether for acting in movies, for casual owners, or to provide services like protection or disability aid)

Green/Kindness

Name: Kody

Pronouns: He/him

Age of fall/death: 13/14

Reason for fall: Was going to visit his mother in jail soon, so wanted to make her favorite omelet recipe that they had whenever going camping. The specific herb was particularly hard to find, but was more common in mountain areas. Fell when attempting to reach for one that was growing on the wall of that cavern thingy

Time Underground:

-Became close to Toriel, staying with her for many months

-Bittersweet birthday celebration, since the day he was gonna visit his mom was the same day as his birthday

-I’m not rlly sure of too many details yet. Tried to convince Asgore to reverse his ‘all humans must die’ decree, but didn’t work

Other:

-Worked at his family’s restaurant

-Liked helping out in after school programs

-Liked playing online video games in his free time. He gets a bit competitive during these, but it’s all in good fun and he keeps up good sportsmanship

-Favorite food was sunny-side up eggs

- Liked making pancake art

- Gets a bit nervous talking to people, feels awkward. Still likes interacting, but worries he might say or do something wrong. Nervous extrovert

- His family often fostered kids before his mom went to jail, and he was a great older foster bro. He loved teaching them to cook, and was pretty good at tutoring whenever they were having school trouble

- Preferred cooking to baking, since there’s more room to experiment and customize. He does like baking as a bonding activity, though

Cyan/Patience

Name: Poppy

Pronouns: She/her

Age of fall/death: 4/6

Reason for fall: Abandoned, tried to wait but after a while worried their parents got lost so she climbed higher to get a better view. It started to rain, so she went into the cave for shelter, but it was too dark to see the hole and she fell

Time spent Underground:

- Stayed with Toriel for a good while

- Didn’t necessarily view Toriel as her mom, but still family if that makes sense? Like, she’s used to having multiple different people take care of her while her bio mom worked, so maybe Auntie Toriel would be how she thought of her? Or a nanny/teacher/babysitter she was close to?

- Unfortunately, one of the other monsters in the Ruins, after gaining her trust, kidnapped her and escaped into Snowdin with her once they found out she was human (basically convinced her to sneak out of the Ruins with them before revealing their connections to the Royal Guard.). Lost her Toy Knife during this

- After this, Toriel destroyed other exits out of the Ruins that weren’t the one in her house, and fell further into isolation+more fear among the Ruins monsters of her

- Escaped and stayed with a monster family in Snowdin for a bit

-Their house was this one cave in Snowdin that had Waterfall ground, it’s where Glyde can be encountered and is near Gyftrot’s encounter area

- a Whimsun she befriended in the Ruins followed the two when they left the Ruins, and she gave them her bow. As the monster that took her from the ruins grew suspicious, the Whimsun worried about getting too attached to Poppy and ran back to the Ruins

- Was caught again when the same person that took her from the ruins saw her and claimed she ran away from home

- In the CORE, that monster was starting to bond with her during the journey to Asgore. This caused more hesitance, which Poppy noticed and tried to be more likable despite her fear to take advantage of that opportunity later + get hurt less.

- Was able to use that monster’s growing doubts about getting her killed and more lax guarding to escape in New Home, but was caught and injured heavily by another Royal Guard. She tried to ‘play dead’, but it kinda backfired, since her soul wasn’t floating the way dead human’s do and the guard was already planning on finishing her off, even if her act did let her take them off guard enough to slash their eye with a stick

-Wasn’t able to fight much against Asgore due to her injuries, and didn’t really get the choice that Frisk did to put off the fight due to not really being able to move around much. Sorta a mercy kill?

Other:

-Chronologically speaking, she's Azul's older stepsis! He was like, a few months old when she fell Underground

-loved playing peekaboo with him, and wanted to be there to protect him as they grew

-eye color during life was hazel

-would always doodle hearts on bandaids

-favorite game was pretending to be a doctor

-favorite animal was a bear

-Occasionally, when having trouble falling asleep, hums a melody to herself that her mother used to sing for her

-Parents changed their minds and went back to look for her, but she was already at Mt. Ebott at that point. Actions have consequences, people

-She never knew that they came back for her, but she still regretted not waiting longer. She also still thought they just got lost, and that it was her fault since she was always told to wait where she was if they got separated

-After her death, Toriel went out of the Ruins for a bit to look for her, but found her bloodied shoes washed up near Snowdin’s river, so quickly went back to isolation

Blue/Integrity

Name: Azul

Pronouns: He/him

Age of fall/death: 14/14

Reason for fall: His dad, as usual, was making a huge fuss about him dressing a certain way and doing ballet since he was a boy. A pretty big fight happened, and as punishment he was supposed to sleep in the backyard for the night. He ran away to the mountain instead, wanting some time to himself. Feeling upset, he climbed higher than he usually did and found the cavern the others fell down. A bat flew at him, and when dodging, accidentally overdid it and fell

Time underground:

-Found Poppy’s shoes (recognized from some family photos) in Toriel’s house (dw, she cleaned the blood off of it). Grew suspicious and wanted to know where she was, not accepting when Tori said she was dead. Left the Ruins after that

-Liked the caves in Waterfall, especially the one behind the waterfall where the tutu was found

-Killed some Royal Guards in self defense

-The families of the guards were furious, and gathered a mob. Some of the mob found his cave thing

-Terrified, he tried to outrun them multiple times, but was always found and often injured by said mob due to SAVEing literally a few seconds before he was found

-Was eventually cornered and stoned to death, and at this point, he lost the will to keep going

-Was the only Fallen Child that never met Asgore

Other:

- Often hums a melody to himself when happy, stressed, trying to fall asleep, or just bored. It’s the same melody Poppy hums to herself when trying to sleep. His stepmom is her bio mom

-Bilingual in English and Spanish (Mexican-American)

- Loved arcades

- Loved marine biology

- Favorite animals were starfish, canonball jellyfish, ducks, and geese

- Occasionally did babysitting services, and volunteered at a daycare over the summers, so he’s great with kids

-Always wondered what his life would be like if Poppy was still around

-Before the fall, often visited Mt. Ebott whenever he needed some space. It made him feel a bit more connected with the sister he never got to grow up with, and not many other people go to the mountain due to the legends around it, so he could have some alone time

-Believed that Poppy wandered off and got lost when their parents went camping, since that’s the story they told everyone

-Was in his school’s chorus club

Purple/Perseverance

Name: Peony

Pronouns: She/her

Age of fall/death: 13/13

Reason for fall: Thought it’d be a cool place to explore and chill for a bit, and would be good for story ideas due to the many legends surrounding it. Found a cool rock she thought her cousin would like, and climbed down a bit to reach it, but the stone beneath her gave away and she fell

Time underground:

- Liked Waterfall a lot

- Befriended and stayed with some monsters for a bit

- However, one of them eventually grew tired of waiting. They made her tell the others that she was going to give her soul willingly, under threat of not being given the chance to say goodbye before being forced to the Castle. Plus, being fairly high ranking in the Guard, they bluffed that they could get the other monsters in a lot of trouble if she told anyone she was being forced

- Felt pretty hurt that the other monsters she befriended didn’t do much to stop her from ‘willingly’ sacrificing herself

- When brought to the Castle, the monster that brought her there guarded the entrance, so even with Asgore’s offer of stalling the battle to let her enjoy life a bit more, she was still trapped

- Attempted to talk him down, but didn’t work

Other:

- eye color during life was brown

- loves goth and punk aesthetics, just wasn’t allowed to do much in terms of makeup cus her parents didn’t want her to

- liked jogging around the neighborhood

- Decent grades, her best grades were in English and Science

- handwriting very hard to read due to learning to take notes quickly. At school, it helps her still take decent note while having time to write story bits. Outside of school, helps her take quick notes when something can be used as inspiration to write later. Plus, using up less space means having to buy fewer notebooks

- Posted her stories online, and she and her cousin often beta read and followed each other’s stories

- Not very expressive, but that’s due to having trouble with expressing it rather than not feeling much

- Was a bit alienated at school due to this

- Both her parents worked, so it was somewhat distant, but they did their best to still spend time as a family

- Bi

- Shows affection through giving gifts, wether written stories or small trinkets

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Other:

I might make a different post about their relationships with each other at some point

Lol I have a some concept stuff for if Azul fell into a Dark World from Deltarune cus why not

[gardening-guy]

since i'll eventually take down my holiday tree and pack it away, i wanted to share some of the sentimental and nice ornaments my household of friends and i have collected over time!

oli's sentimental holiday ornaments (part one) 🎄💖🌟

meet chou chou the rainbow sheep and mumé the lil owl! these are two fair-trade, handmade wool felted ornaments bought by my best friend! she was obsessed with chou chou at first sight and consistently wanted to buy out the store's entire stock of them lmaooo. but... they sold out like immediately, so she developed a soft spot for mumé in place lol.

this is a couple fake chandelier crystals from the very shitty rental apartment of two of my close friends! their very shitty apartment came with this huge gaudy chandelier in the living space, and they let me take a few crystals out of spite for the housing complex. now, they make lovely holiday ornaments on my tree.

this is a silly lil felted monster that an old friend from scouts made for me! i haven't come up with a name yet, so i'm open to suggestions if you send them to my ask box! i was considering the humble name "mustard" so far lmaooo!

another fair-trade, handmade wool felted ornament of some cute lil cottagecore mushrooms! this one i bought, from the same store my best friend bought chou chou and mumé from! isn't it cute?

here's my grad cap tassel, from graduating with my bachelor's of science in anthropology last month (dec 2024)! thought it'd be nice to have a lil holiday reminder for future years of my accomplishment! :)

presenting the mysterious lil hair barrette clip found in our house when we first started renting... it's probably from the previous tenants, but it's nice to let it have a cozy home on our holiday tree instead of on the dusty floor of a closet where we found it.

a ceramic ornament my parents bought me for christmas. i still celebrate christmas with my family, but i think i personally prefer just celebrating "the holidays" in general. i do think the ornament is nice, but i'm on rocky terms with my parents rn, soooo it's a bit awkward. still nice though.

a lil 3D-printed rat from one of my anthropology professors! he's specifically an archeology and museum anthropology specialist, and he runs a lab on campus where we work with museums to scan, 3D-print, paint, and replicate artifacts from their collections so they have a replication that they can put on display for exhibits that potentially will get damaged. i had an internship there a while ago, and omg all the free 3D prints i received have been getting made into holiday ornaments!

a lil random keychain we found on the street by my current job (a small non-profit, fair-trade shop)! we alternate between calling him dumbledore and gandalf! now he has a nice home off the streets!

find part two here!

[aranciadotcom]

hey, i've made the decision to be a bit inactive for now! don't know why but i felt the need to be bc... i think i'm unintentionally doing the most in terms of this account and i need to slow down lol. plus, my head's not in the right space to frequently post anyway

if you still want to speak to me or discuss some stuff (especially abt sb yk just saying 👀), i've opened up my messages! one thing is that please don't be shy to chat but be respectful though, that's the only thing i'd ask from you guys :) (no seriously please speak because my message section is looking mad dusty rn 😭)

anyhoo... byeee !!

[reinekes-fox]

Hey there, I was wondering, do you have some detailed descriptions of your characters? ^

I do have (imagine if I hadn’t lol).

Will update their last names later today!

"Chase Watson" has heterochromia: one blue and one grey eye. His actual haircolour is a dusty brown, rn it’s still dark blue bit of you squint you can see his roots. His normal style is basic: jeans, t-shirt, some sneakers. He is skinny... he is a Lauch tbh.

Fuchsia "King" has hazel eyes and wears glasses without a frame, her hair is curly/wavy (still debating about that) and dark brown. Her normal style is vintage (1920s-1960s) and at home she has a massive wardrobe.

Thrush Juschka has light brown eyes and brown hair, plus freckles. Smiling 24/7. Normal style? Anything that isn’t his school uniform, he isn’t picky.

Astoria Rapace has long black hair (think typical horror movie haircut), and dark brown eyes, she is pale. Normal style: there are rumours that she even sleeps in her school uniform.

Marter (for Peacocks): well Wing knows that their profile picture is a really really cute ermelin! Normal style: no one knows, Wing surely doesn’t.

Also there seems to be a character that is hellbent on making themselves an RO: Estelle/Elrond Falkenflug for the Swan volery, so for now I am considering them a 0,5-RO: dirty blond hair (shoulder length for both genders), dark green eyes, somewhat pale, normal style: looks like a Mormon missionar without even trying. Remember that rivals to lovers I once talked about? That’s them!

[mommyhorror]

Gorl, what do you think of this Dusty drama? I never liked old dusty but the Amberverse has just been SO dry and boreeeen lately!!

I never imagined I would find another radfem adjacent queen who is a part of the world, best cross-over event ever

yessss lol like there is (to me, in my mind) so much overlap between haydur nation and radblr… just bc it’s like 100% women and there’s a certain critical energy in both that’s for the good of the gorls you know? Not always, but that’s what I feel the majority is. So I was a bit shocked to hear that some women thought it was bad of me to even watch ALR once I exposed my alr-leanings on here. All this to say, good to meet u.

as for Destiny I am obsessed with her several part series on Amber only because 1) she is giving the audience what they want but not being nasty shes really coming off genuine/honest to me. She’s always been one to say it like it is, to Amber and anyone else. That’s refreshing in a (gorl)world where Amber is her own god. 2) I think it is very fair of her to want to make some $$ on the “drama” because she was a full time cast member for YEARS!! and people love & constantly rewatch the density years. she should get her due. Amber likes to be the only person in her world who can pay for things because of her YouTube success but in all honesty I think both destiny and Becky are owed major backpay. And Krystle should get royalties or even .. sue.. because she never wanted to be on camera but WAS and Amber built her channel off the krystle era. Idk. I’m not saying I don’t think Amber deserves any money from her own channel, she does, she made the vlog exactly what it is today, but she’s coming off greedy rn acting like destiny has no right to say what she’s saying to the public. So yeah… 🍿 I’m loving it

as for the tea itself, some of it is dry but some is very intriguing. And the more she exposes the angrier Amber gets which to me means that some of it has gotta be hitting a nerve, it’s gotta be true. However it’s all she-said-she-said so we don’t know. I like that sometimes destiny points out when Amber told the truth or a half-truth because god knows the gorls do not believe Amber EVER and it’s good to bring some balance to such an intensely cynical audience base.

[feralcockroachhhhhh]

I’m unfortunately not good at asking questions, also apologies if there are typos bc I got fake nails and they cause me to misspell a bit more but anyways 💫

1. I don’t think I have ever caught your pronouns, so I’ll ask that first; what pronouns do you use/prefer?

2. What are some of your fave animals?

3. Fave color(s)?

4. What would you consider your fave biome?

5. If you have skimmed through my interest list on my intro, which of you haven’t it’s all good, what has caught your eye the most?

6. Have you heard of the natural phenomenon of Whalefalls?

7. I’m still working on an art project just for fun, which is a certain character in a style I think would fit him, which that style is Gyaru/Gyaruo, any thoughts on this?

8. Last question, thoughts on the fact I have bought another animal bracelet, which will be the 9th bracelet I have?

Once again, sorry they aren’t the best, I’m much better at answering lol, I hope it’s mildly fun at least

Thanks for asking! I exclusively use he/him pronouns, however I do make one(1) exception: u can use other pronouns for me to make a joke land. but of course, sparingly, and only cause it's a joke. kinda like how you might call ur cis friend by the wrong gender for comedy purposes.

I love pretty much every animal, but here are some of my favs: -baby doll Southdown sheep -gray wolves -leopards -redtail hawks -chickens -horses -otters -monkeys/apes -pronghorns -crocodiles and alligators -snakes of any kind

I love all the colors so much, but some of my favs rn are that dusty sorta purple, pale yellow, and the lavender gold combo.

SNOWY FORREST BIOME!!!! :] (although, i like swamp or bogs too)

I'm not really sure; I skimmed it when I first followed you, but i haven't looked in a while. In general, ur interest in manatees fascinates me. Your art intrigues me as well.

I have. They capture and engage my interest to no end. There will never come a day in my life when the concept of a whalefall does not occupy my mind to some capacity.

Just looked up gyaru art style; it looks really cute and cool! And at the end of the day, the art is your, you make the final say. If you like it, then do it! As long as your art makes you feel, that's what's important. (If you truly were looking for my honest opinion, I DO lik ethe art. Also, i;ve seen some of ur other art: it;s REALLY good! )

I like animals :] I like bracelets too :] It makes me so happy there's a person out there who likes animal bracelets enough to own nine of them :] keep doing what you like. These question were so good anf un to answer! Thank you for asking them (srry if my responses r not as good as urs, ur hard to compete with ;) (mildly joking) Also, sorry if the response comes at a weird time, idk what our time difference is for where we live/time zones

[benefits1986]

Have Yourself A Merry Little Xmas x Give Yourself Goosebumps Inside Out

December blues are made bluer by Christmas PL, however the blues this 2023 seem a bit merrier and brighter.

Mother dragon loved listening to Christmas tunes even when she was bed-ridden or barely able to walk. In spite her RBF and wicked ways, she chose to be thankful through it all. She made sure that I have a handmade letter along with whatever utilitarian gift she could hunt down.

Perhaps the biggest gift I got from her is Yellow Four, my now dusty Nikon D7000 way back with decent flash + lenses, mostly prime ones. Anak, sorry, natagalan kami ni daddy mo. I was over the moon and down the dumps when I got a few boxes of these babies. Huy, bakit ako naiiyak rn. Ang aga-aga. This was a year before she expired and she told me that ready na talaga ako for mature roles since I've been accepted as an apprentice photographer. JUSQ. Bakit ba ngayon ko 'to naalala? Hindi naman ito dapat susulat ko today e. I actually didn't want to get the camera because I knew funds were so low and even then, the price points are never cheap. Mom lambasted me a lot. She told me na paano ba ako makaka-shoot kung wala akong camera man lang. 'Di ko rin sure sagot.

Sabi ko may nagpapahiram naman sa akin ng buong gears + complete set up with full force and support. Super generous offer in fairness, however, tawang-tawa nanay ko nun. She told me that ayaw niya ako magmukhang kawawa kaya, eto na siya. Hahahaha. Damn. Kahihiyan. Bakit ba kasi nag-apply ako ng walang camera noh? Baliw. Baliw-baliw talaga ako.

Honestly, 'di ko kasi naisip magpabili ng gears noon since may nagpapahiram naman sa akin na hobbyist. 'Yun talaga plano ko. Then, shoot from the hip na rachada then bili when I'm earning na. Sabi kasi, in as little as six months, puwede na maging paid photographer. Sus. Easy peasy. CHOZ. Hahahaha. Kung meron man akong isang skill na kapurit na proud ako as a shy girl, default ko is candid shot na puwede mong i-frame naka-blow up pa. :p Fight me. I don't have an online folio kasi ayoko. Hahahaha. Though baka it's about time na rin. Hassle lang kasi ayoko mag-edit bilang tamad ako except sa balikong horizon which I need to straighten lang talaga and mas need kong i-focus din ang background ko. May trend ngayon though na for certain shots (like KDrama), may pa-effect na 'yung skewed background to add more depth and curiosity. LUH. Mapilit lang talaga noh? This may be the reason why I can't let my Yellow Four and the gears go kahit alam kong it's time bilang clunky and may molds na sila. I also know that restoring this set up is only optimal for photos. Nikon is not meant for videos talaga lalo na this particular model. LOL. I've had so many sessions with Yellow Four and I'm still thinking na i-flip na 'to para maka-start na ako ng mas optimal line up. On one end, sabi ko: Yellow Four will live on and I will learn how to let go. Pero, old things with back stories that are rich make me more alive talaga. Hahaha. Lola levels 10000 po talaga tayo even when mukha akong Gen Z at times. On the other end, may sense talaga to flip this set up kasi ambigat niya talaga and back focus is life. Never pa kasi 'tong nalinis. Ayoko lang talaga pero need na niya. The rubber of the body is reeking na rin. Ganun talaga. 2011 pa 'to e. So, ayun na nga. Nuninuni szn is ending soon. I need to make a solid choice.

As a scrooge since Prep, this holiday hits so differently and so similarly, all at once. Kasalanan 'to ng video shared ng tatay kong pakitong-kitong e. LOL. So, he stumbled upon this song and asked me: Anak, bakit ang ganda ng version na 'to? Bakit parang iba? Me: Dad, iba kasi merry pero ang daming bitbit na sadness vibes. Pero merry kasi through it all, happiness is a moral obligation lalo na 'pag Pasko. Gets mo ba? Dad ko: Wow. Anong pinaglalaban mo diyan? Pero tama ka. Masakit 'tong version na 'to pero totoo.

This is the first holiday that ina is no longer with us. While Team Panganay peeps are slaying the food list and the program, nasa tabi-tabi lang ako with my samgyup line up na 3 kilos. Hahahaha. Dami namin e. Super happy ako kasi may unli siomai with chili oil na potluck 'yung isa kong pinsan. HAHAHAHAHA. Noche Buena wish, done. So surprising 'di ko naman 'to sinabi out loud at all. Though bibili pa rin ako ng siomai sa Sta. Cruz. LOL. Sarap e. One of the bunso sagot lechon. OPAK. Speaking of lechon... huy. LUH. The past two Christmases, dad brought lechon na buo kasi favorite ng ina ko anything fatty, crunchy and malasa. Tawang-tawa ako kasi hindi ako fan ng lechon and its social construct. I vehemently disagreed on both times kasi nga, mahal na, putok batok pa. Maraming high blood sa dad's side ko so, GG. Dad said naman na maliban sa pinagsasabi kong social construct, kaya lang siya nagbitbit ng lechon is that hindi naman na namin sure hanggang kailan sa earth si ina ko, so gusto raw niya pasayahin. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Iba rin. Tacca, dad. Syempre, we got lechon na legit Cebu na here lang sa South because ang hirap mag-pick up bilang syempre, kami ang sugo delivery peeps.

The first and second time mag-pick up si dad ng lechon to Laguna, tuwang-tuwa siya. Akala mo nanalo sa lotto. Lekat. Sabi niya pa, ang galing kasi kung kelan siya nag-retire, doon pa siya nakapag-ambag ng lechon. Sabi ko naman, tumigil-tigil siya talaga. Hahahaha. Mababaw lang talaga tatay kong pakitong-kitong, pero I'm appreciating him more and more. Si dad kasi, tahimik lang 'yan sa umpisa. Mainitin ulo. Patola pero he is someone na bumabawi naman sa "gifts" 'pag kaya niya. LOL. Parang 'yun love language niya as a non-practicing parental. Hahahahahaha. Unless syempre, may super sunog at delubyo. LOLOLLOLL.

So, ayun na nga. Iloilo rachada ekis maybe a way of the universe telling me to show up more with feelings and intention. JUSQ. Good luck. Hahahahaha. Ayoko talaga kasi pero wala e. Lockdown invite po ang nagpa-yes sa atin na one month advance. Walang deposit. Non-refundable pa.

Iniisip ko na lang mag-bike naman kami ni dad ng malala para matest ang kapurit na kakayanan ni MatchaME. Syempre, sa patag lang muna. Hahahaha. Ayokong mamatay ng wala sa oras dahil lang sa pulikat na lekat. LOL. Saka, hahatawin ko tuhod ni dad para mapilitan na siyang magpa-rehab. So, humanda siya sa magic trick ko. Akala mo naman 'di ako frail noh? Baka magsabay pa kami as a year opener sa 2024 kung eto lang magpapaayos sa utak niyang baliko.

Nagpapahanap pa ng fork na magaan para raw kahit paano gumaan 'yung Trek niya. AMP. Eto na po tayo sa road to magaang bike era ni dad. SHEMAY. Pero, kung eto lang din makaka-motivate sa tatay ko para ayusin ang health stats niya sa abot ng kaya niya, go. LUH. LUL. Tinanong ko ilang kg ba dream bike niya. HAHAHAHAHAHA. 10 kg daw. LUL. Ang bigat na bulsa, mhiemha. Pero, okay. May bro naman akong maasahan sa mga ganitong oras. Baka nga lang, mag-sarili na silang chat ng hindi ko nalalaman. Hahahahaha. Pero, oks lang. Sasabihin ko na wawasakin ko lahat ng set up niya 'pag 'di siya nagpa-rehab sa Q1. Cardiac levels most likely neto 10000000.

Ang ganda sana ng pakawala ko ng thought farts ngayong umaga, e nag-pivot tayo just like that. Anyhow, leave officially starts today pero may tatapusin pa rin ako for my peace of mind for 2023 YE and 2024 YO. Also, Billie Eilish is officially on my PL. Dati, I just listen randomly pero she has finally arrived. Sakit netong manakit e. Hahahaha.

[ablednt]

Okay but my least favorite fandom trend is how hard people reach to defend fathers who are iffy at best and blatantly abusive at worst like it doesn't matter how blatantly awful a character is people will be like oh? You don't like them? You think they're a bad father? Well fuck you they're my favorite character now >:[

[rat-typewriter]

Yay!!! Someone's writing for Arven!!! Could you please write something, either Headcanons or a fanfic your choice, about Arven with a librarian s/o who helps him find information on Herba Mystica and the titan pokemon. So lots of study dates in the school library where she works that slowly turn into actual dates 👀

As someone working at a library rn, this one is pretty self indulgent lol but I hope you don't mind! Thanks so much, I hope you have a great day!! (I also lowkey wonder if you remember me since I've left asks here before...)

Omg omg hello fellow librarian!! I used to work in a library! Tysm for your request sunshine, and i hope you enjoy!! This is a little rushed so im sorry about that :,,)

Perfect to me - Arven x Student Librarian!Reader

Warnings: None

Proofread: like,,,, some of it is

Summary: Mabosstiff is doing a lot better - you're the first person Arven wants to tell

You tried to turn up your music for the seventh time - forgetting it was already at full volume. Your phone buzzed angrily, a notification popping up - trying to warn you of the damage you were doing to your ears. 

You were more-or-less all alone in the library; anyone who had come in this late was frantically studying at the desks, so you were free to shelve books and dance awkwardly. 

You skimmed the spines of the books and hummed quietly to yourself. The song reminded you of Arven - it felt like sunshine and long, green grasses with a warm breeze. You smiled at the thought of him; even his name gave you butterflies - you couldn’t quite believe you'd been dating three months. 

You first met when he was always asking for obscure books and journal articles - and without having to do too much detective-work you figured out that he was searching for the titan's herbs. You mentioned it one night - after a few weeks of him coming in almost every day - and he let you meet Mabostiff. You'd never seen such a sick Pokémon, but you found yourself with a certain respect for the somewhat-harsh boy who sat in front of you, stroking its nose gently. After then, you always stayed past the end of your shifts - scouring the shelves for any clues to help Arven and Mabostiff.

You found the section you were looking for and slid a book from your trolley onto the shelf. Straightening up, you were about to reach for the next book - but, through the shelf, you came face-to-face with Arven.

You leapt out of your skin, ripping your headphones out in the process.

Arven grinned and laughed; wide-eyed you scolded him.

"Oh my god, Arven." You said, as you rounded the shelf - moving to face him. "How long have you been there?"

"Not too long." He smiled - his smile was so contagious you found yourself struggling to maintain your annoyed expression.

"Well, don't scare me like that!" You replied, trying to suppress your giggle. Being around Arven made you go stupid (in the best way possible, of course). It was addictive - hell, he was addictive - you never failed to have fun, even when poring over fifty year-old books and digging through the dusty archives.

"Okay, okay - I'm sorry." He replied - not looking even the least bit sorry. 

"You should be." You said, folding your arms with mock disappointment. "Libraries are no places for fun."

"Of course, it won't happen again Miss L/N." He said - his tone's solemness matching your own.

For a moment you stared at each other seriously - before you both erupted into giggles. 

Yeah, you thought to yourself, I really like him.

Before you'd even caught your breath again, he grabbed your hand and tugged it.

"C'mon, there's something you gotta see." 

Had Arven been any other boy - you probably would have assumed that they were about to take you down some dark corridor and axe-murder you. But when you looked at him and he softly smiled back at you - you trusted him completely.

He led you out of the library and down the stairs - to one of the fire exit doors in a back corridor.

He held it open for you and you stepped outside into the dark car park. The cold March air ruffled your hair and you shivered; you heard Arven close the door and then stand beside you. In the dim light of the flickery fire-exit sign you could only just make out his features. He stood close to you - his arm brushing your own - but he didn’t seem to mind; neither did you. 

He grinned and pulled a Poké ball out of his pocket.

He didn’t mean?

“Arven?” you said, excitement rising in your voice. “He’s better?”

He grabbed your hand and nodded frantically, somehow smiling even wider than before. He tossed the ball, freeing Mabosstiff - who, for the first time whilst you’d known him, stood in front of you. Arven, who was still smiling wildly (and seemed unable to speak) looked between the two of you, his eyes suddenly full of tears

 You laughed, dropping to your knees and putting your hand out for the Pokémon to sniff. Mabostiff nosed your fingers and let out a low ruff.

"Hey, buddy." You said, quietly - finding yourself fighting back tears as well. "Good to see you up and about,"

Mabostiff nuzzled against your leg and you giggled - wiping your eyes. Arven, who was looking just as teary-eyed as you, crouched down, levelling with you and Mabosstiff.

"I can't believe you did it," You whispered, stroking the Pokémon's ears.

"Me neither." Arven said. The closeness of his voice surprised you a little. You turned to face him, finding that his face was only a few centimetres from your own. Fireworks were going off inside your brain as you stared at his dark eyes. 

He's gorgeous, you thought. I've never noticed how pretty he is. 

Your words caught in your throat and you found yourself unable to form a sensible reply. He held your gaze; his mouth slightly agape.

"Hey," You whispered, giggling slightly.

"Hi," He laughed back.

His smile was radiant, even in the darkness. You were so close you could practically feel the heat from his body. He glanced at your lips, so quickly you were almost convinced it didn't happen - but it was there.

He spoke slowly. "Can I, uh, ask you something?" 

You glanced at his lips.

"Sure,"

"Would you mind if - uh - could I-" He stammered, his growing more red by the second.

You laughed quietly and he did too - easing your nerves a bit. 

You met his big, dark eyes and knew you were too far gone. So, with only a moment's hesitation, you leant in.

Your heart felt as though it was going to rattle out of your chest, but the feeling of his lips against your own left you floating. His hand moved to your face and you steadied yourself against his knee.

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god-

After a moment, you pulled apart - bumping noses as both laughed breathily. 

"Wow," You whispered.

"Yeah." He laughed.

You leant back, moving from your crouched position to sit on the concrete instead - your head slightly spinning. Mabosstiff looked between you, letting out a low ruff. Arven grinned, ruffling the fur on its head.

"Were you watching us?" He said, narrowing his eyes at the Pokémon. "Cheeky." 

You laughed and Arven turned to look at you. Your heart skipped a beat and your mind was empty.

He likes me. 

"So," You turned away, looking out into the darkness. "You like me?"

"Well, yeah." 

You turned back to face him, his expression barely visible in the dim light, but you could still see the redness that suddenly appeared.

"Well, uh - I mean, why wouldn't I like you?"

You snorted. "I could name a few reasons."

For a moment he was quiet, staring at you - clearly thinking hard.

"Nope." He said.

"What?"

"I can't name any."

You laughed and he nudged your shoulder.

"You're perfect to me."

You could feel the blood rushing into your face as you leaned into his side - tucking your head beneath his chin. You both sat quietly until Mabosstiff flopped down across both of your laps - Arven letting out an oof as it did so.

"You're heavy, buddy." He said to the dog. "Not a puppy anymore, eh?"

"They grow up so fast." You said, wiping a fake tear.

Arven mock-sniffled. "My baby is all grown up!" 

Suddenly, you blurted out his name. "Arven?"

He turned to you. "Yeah?"

"You're perfect to me too."

[calder]

What would be your recommended fnv mod list? I’m starting the game for the thousandth time around and would like to spice it up a bit!

lemme open it up and see what i recommend

keep in mind i approach this as a sandbox and literally pretend to be a time wizard so my definition of immersive is very specific

underwater home rapturefied is nice because it gives you a transponder, a mark/recall, and the ability to move the entrance hatch anywhere outdoors. mine is in an alley near the ferris wheel in point lookout

im currently enjoying uxc which has since been replaced by mux series. uxc lets me pull up a menu of the ESPs and poke around in them for cells to visit, npcs to spawn, etc. it has a clunky mcm predecessor with exclusive powers in itembrowser v11, which allows you to set quest stages. i think he removed this feature bc idiots yelled at him for "breaking their save" (lol.)

small animator and FEEL expressions make photomode interesting

try out the smoothcam included in istewieaitweaks

it's worth it to install frontier just to spawn jeeps through itembrowser. this mod cleans up mojave roads for road travel

go ahead and do someguy series

im curious about atom shrines and children of atom for flavor. tho i think one of them might be crashy. definitely install living desert for random encounters and realism redux DNW for weather

i also highly recommend you install some variant of monstermod. the ttw revision is really good. note that if you must not enable momod.esm with ttw, only the momod.esp from the ttw patch

warzones too tho ive heard its really old and crashy. doesnt stop me

also dig up solid project on google for sprint and immersive first person anims !!!!!!!!!! and use enhanced camera to see your whole body!

save perks for later

ttw interiors combo and two wastelands redesigned, or just mojave landscape overhaul

bloom and water fog fixes. dusty distance random, eye clipping fix ... theres too much stuff like this to list, look at the modding guides, it makes a difference

can't find my clutter improvement mod rn but i'll recommend it when i identify it. hope this help

[stregoniconiconii]

kinda love the idea of that one post about vickie being like the home/port in the storm.

and like I've seen some fics with steve taking on that role, at like the end of it, and it can be sweet, but i also feel like it's a bit of a tragic ending for steve, like him being left behind in a way, and i think i feel that way bc it's feels like it wouldn't be his choice, that it would be the consequence of him not being able to move on, him being stuck, at least if it's in hawkins. if it's in another city it feels less like that, but still.

but with vickie i feel like it could work in s5, like actually. and we could have robin/stobin going to her for like a break, or food or just comfort, before going back out in the chaos, and then at the end of it all, (with stobin both alive, i refuse to entertain any other notion, sorry, i just can't deal with either of them dying rn lol) coming back to vickie and just like being able to exhale, finally, (would be p delicious if one of them (steve) did d*e and they break down in vickies arms, BUT I'm NOt thinking about that! NO!)

also i have this view in my head of steve's house being destroyed at the end of s5, idk why exactly, i just do, and i think he would be wherever robin is after that.

and then i have a scene of Something happening so like vickie Knows shit is going down, and when it's over she's out looking for robin, and she sees stobin looking all dusty and bloody/banged up, also they're holding hands (we get a shot at some point of their hands clutched together like in s3, but its a close up and also their hands are like dirty lol), but they're like looking in another direction, and vickie like starts running towards them and they look up and see her, like a parallel to the war zone scene almost, except vickie keeps running and we get a running slam into a reunion first* kiss between robin and vickie, and vickie is like holding robin's face, and robin's one hand is like holding vickie and the other is still holding steve's (bc she can't let go yet) so he's just there, awkwardly looking away to give them privacy, but with that silly little pleased happy smile on his face!

*tbh i would love for their first kiss to be somewhere quiet and sweet in the story, but i can't deny the draw of a dramatic declaration "it was almost too late" kiss yk, but i would love if they kissed before the last episode, and had a moment of peace together in the chaos, (a little bit like willow and tara's first kiss in buffy the vampire slayer, but with a little bit more focus on it)

but i also feel like vickie would work as a port in the storm even after it ends, like she cares for robin (and by extension steve) and she's there for nightmares and panic attacks, and flashbacks. and she was there for all of it, but she wasn't involved, and she's their one safe piece of hawkins, and she Knows but also she doesn't, and that gives them both peace, like here's one person we know who we managed to save, we managed to spare the horror. but also she's there afterwards to enjoy the stobin shenanigans <3 and every time either of them do anything wild/insane/silly they go home (where they all live together, or they call her if stobin lives in another apartment together) and tell vickie about it, and when things happen they go "just wait until i tell vickie!"&"i can't wait to tell vickie!" i just feel like stobin would go on adventures (both Adventures, but also like getting lost in a city and other more every day adventures), maybe not on purpose all the time lol, and I think sometimes vickie would be there, but also sometimes she's not and it's just stobin time <3 idk if i'm explaining my thoughts v well, but i hope u get the vibe.

thanks for listening to me ramble<3

Hii yeah i feel like vickie gets shit on a lot for being boring or something like rn we dont know a huge amount about her but she seems like a kind and non-violent person. So i don’t really see her becoming a monster hunter and maybe that will change in s5! But i dont really think so and im honestly fine with that. It’s like not everyone can be a gryffindor or dauntless..to use silly YA “factions” lol so in the same vein im thinking okay she doesn’t need to be a fighter even if that means she won’t have as much screentime

The reunion scene ur imagining is so sweet im in love with it!! I do like it when he’s just there for robin moments lol like he’s looking over his wlw with pride lol and goddd i so want another stobin hand holding scene i feel like we don’t get them being physically affectionate in canon bc the ST directors are like ummm do friends hold hands?? Lol sucks that the only stobin hand holding was when we were getting straightbaited bc i think they love holding hands <3 besides that i am a big fan of stobin maybe not being the biggest into physical affection but always in each others space anyway parallel play stobin real

Also i’ve definitely imagined steve robin and vickie leading the ppl at the volunteer spot to safety and then like steve dramatically sacrificing himself so that the girls can get out…a robin breakdown in vickie’s arms would work so well there <3

Tbh idk how i would like vickie and robin’s first kiss to go…i’ve mentioned them doing an action hero kiss like right before robin is about to jump into some action, vickie plants one on her but that doesn’t necessarily have to be their first kiss…but im pretty sure we’ll only get one robin/vickie kiss in s5 (cowardssss) so idk which i would prefer…a kiss when they’re alone, finally safe, sounds nice. Mostly just want them to kiss a lot lol

I really really like the idea of steve, robin, and vickie becoming a little trio. Like literally steve and his gang of wlw lol i don’t know what steve will wind up doing in s5 (sooo nervous for the potential stoncy storyline like the thought is giving me stress ulcers lol) but i am hoping he’ll survive. I try not to do too much speculation about s5 tbh because it’s fun to think about but i dont want to get too excited bc i just know the duffers will go a different direction and it will inevitably be a direction i think is stupid rip….idk at this point i really just hope my favourite characters dont have to go through too many stupid storylines lol. I feel confident about robin and vickie getting a couple scenes tho - maybe not as much as i want but i trust that at least. Anyway lol yeah stobickie agenda real i think all three of them will get into some fun adventures <333

When i think somewhat realistically i dont see robin and vickie being super long term just bc im not the biggest fan of high school sweethearts staying together forever. Like it is very sweet but i think the chance of you growing in different directions is very likely and im honestly quite attached to my headcanon of stobin being romantic disasters for decades. But i think the show will at most do a flashforward to them in their 20s or a small timeskip. So both can exist lol

It was fun to read ur rambling <3333

[iwadori]

Haikyu boys when they take a joke/prank too far (Iwaizumi,Daichi)

Word count: 1.9K

Genre:angst,fluff

AN: In the spirit of April Fools I tried to make my first work based on that I hope you enjoy!! (LOL I can’t actually believe this was the first thing I’ve ever written)

Iwaizumi:

“Okay so it’s April Fools Day who are we going to prank?” asked Makki “One of the first years?”

“Do we have to prank someone this year..” replied Iwaizumi “so childish”

“Iwa-Chan!” Oikawa said “Don’t be such a spoil sport.”

“Anyways, it can’t be a first year they’re boring to prank a first year coach will be mad at us, we need someone else.”

Just then, you enter the gym, catching their eye as you approach the group sitting on Iwaizumi’s lap “Hey babe, I can still come over to yours to study right?” you ask.

“Yeah of course, practice finishes early so I'll be there before you.” He said

“Alright, see you then bye babe, bye guys” you said, giving Iwaizumi a kiss on the cheek sauntering off and waving at Makki, Mattsun and Oikawa.

“bye Y/N!” They teasingly responded in unison making you laugh.

As they watched you leave, it seemed as if a lightbulb pinged off in all of their heads (besides Iwaizumi) realizing who would be a great person to prank.  

After a lot of convincing, they finally got Iwaizumi in on the ‘harmless’ plan, all they needed to do now is wait on your arrival.

You’re finally done with school after a long and tiring day of exams upon exams and wanting nothing more than to cuddle with your boyfriend (after he teaches you Pythagoras theorem of course.) You did think he was acting weird when you met him this morning in the gym and throughout break and lunch but you just concluded that it was because he was having an ‘off’ day.

You reached his house and used a copy of his key that he gave you to enter we just enter houses up in this bitch  calling out his name “Zumi-babe, I'm here...”  

“Lets get this shit over with” you said tiredly

Upon entering, you notice none of the lights being on or curtains drawn ‘odd’ you think. You go upstairs going straight to his room hopefully to find your boyfriend in his bed or on his Xbox or something. To your surprise his bedroom door was somehow locked shut (even though not having a lock on his door anyways.) Suddenly, you hear creaks slowly trailing up the stairs and an eerie feeling surrounds you... now you start to feel pretty panicked jiggling the door handle to Iwaizumi’s door as it’s practically the only place you can go.

AN: I hate what I’m writing rn but onwards we right

The footsteps on the stairs start to quicken, and you almost certain that you felt something brush pass your shoulder only adding onto the panic and anxiety that you already feel. Ok, the footsteps on the stairs are basically right near you, so doing the only logical thing you can do you body slam the ‘person’ on the stairs as you motherfuckin should  as tears fill your eyes and you pick up bag bolting through the front door, slamming it shut now in full tears and shakingly scared.

You look behind you and see Iwaizumi’s front door re-open and out comes the ‘iNFaMouS sEiJOh fOuR’ in tears... of laughter. It seems that the boys were in laughing fits that their prank ‘payed off’ getting a reaction out of you. You couldn’t see Iwaizumi’s reaction, but you didn’t care you were hurt, annoyed and wanting to get into your bed.

Once you get home, you decide to block your so called ‘friends’ who decided to make you scared shitless and ignored Iwaizumi’s messages asking “where were you today”.... the AUDACITY.  

The next day, the boy’s seemed to realize the consequences of their actions after spending the whole day trying to get your attention only to be straight up ignored. Iwaizumi is immensely regretful after all his efforts to try talking to you were denied, he decided after his practice he was going to get you to talk to him or at least get you to listen to his apologies on what happened yesterday evening.

You left your clubroom and made your way to the school gate to go home.

“Y/N!” shouted Iwaizumi touching your shoulder making you flinch ‘wow did we really scare her that bad?”  

“What do you want iwa?” You asked very agitated

“Y/N I just want to apologize for yesterday, since it was April fools day and all the boys really wanted to prank someone and I-it just happened to be-”

“It just happened to be me. Right?” you interrupted “Gosh Iwaizumi, I was really scared.. I already had a tiring day and all I wanted was my boyfriend to teach me the stupid Pythagoras Theorem and cuddle me afterwards, but no you and your friends just had to be dicks for a day” you turn around planning to walk away before he grabs you again  

“Wait! Just wait y/n, im sorry and I wont ever prank you like that again” he pleaded

“.. and i’ll help you study?” he added pulling the sweetest face of all time to try and convince you  

“ugh, fine stop pulling that face... and you better teach me Pythagoras Theorem” you said rolling your eyes

“yeah yeah whatever you say y/n” he said pulling you under his arm and walking in the direction of his house.

A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way this turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work  

Daichi:

You decided this morning that you were NOT going to participate in your annual April Day Fool’s prank with Tanaka and Noya... only because of your not-so new boyfriend Daichi saying he didn’t need his teammates corrupting you any longer so you decided to not get involved. With that being said you wouldn’t even think of your boyfriend pulling a prank on you so you didn’t think you’re getting pranked today.

In the gym, the boys were doing the usual: Hinata and Kageyama running after eachother, Tanaka and Noya oogling Kiyoko, Tsukishima listening to music, Yama and Yachi going over club schedules whilst Daichi sat with Sugawara and Asahi.

“So are you pranking anyone today?” sugawara asked

“Pranking someone, isn’t that a bit too juvenile suga?” Asahi replied

“Not you silly, Daichi” said sugawara “With Y/N on his arm they always have to stay on eachothers toes right..she’s a ‘jokester’ right?”

“...right?” Daichi hadn’t thought of it that way, he did know of all your joking escapades before you even got together and how you still liked to joke around now as you date.. He didn’t want you to think that you thought he was too boring for you ?

“Ok. What type of prank should I pull on her..”

Daichi, Sugawara and Asahi (who didn’t really contribute to Suga’s scheming) made a plan for you to meet him at the gym locker with the claims that he had a ‘surprise’ for you .. oh how he was wrong.

Daichi: meet me at the gym locker I have something to show you  

Y/N: Ok!! I’ll be there in 5 minutes

Daichi was nervous, and that was an understatement he didn’t want things to go left and have you thinking he couldn’t even do a simple prank. Once you got there, he saw heard you talking to Sugawara and Asahi outside the door about him wondering where he was in which Suga told you inside the locker room.

“Hey babe” you greeted “what's the occasion in why we’re in here?”

“I...uh..um I need to get something one second” Daichi spoke quickly and rushed out the room closing the door leaving you confused. Minutes passed, and you were now impatient and kinda scared since the room was dusty, dark and cold definitely not your place to be in. You tried texting Daichi but just your luck you have no service ://  

As time went on you tried opening the door but it was jammed shut no hope opening at all you forgot you left your bag outside which of course had your inhaler which did not help the sudden shortness of breath you started to get because of your asthma and claustrophobia. All you wanted was to get out of this room and talk to … Daichi.

Daichi. How convenient that he manage to slip away before the door got closed hmm but he wouldn’t intentionally prank you after ALL the lectures he gave you about not doing pranks this year right?

You didn’t notice how you started to cry and whimper wanting to leave.

On the outside, Daichi heard your cries and ordered Sugawara and Asahi to find the key to immediately get you out which it seems to take a while because Daichi has now stopped hearing your tears making him gulp in fear thinking something bad has happened to you in there.

Sugawara comes to you handing Daichi the keys, his handing shaking as he tries to unlock the door when he eventually does he finds you passed out on the ground of the dusty storage room. Very cliché I know ://

You wake up in the Nurses Office a bit confused on how you got there until your eyes land upon Daichi, remembering how you locked you in the Storage room where you had an asthma attack and passed out. You turned your body away from Daichi not wanting to talk to him right now after the hypocrisy he did.

“Y/N.. Are you alright?” He asked

“Do I look alright?” You responded in a bored tone

“I am really sorry Y/N... I know what I said to you about not doing pranks this year but Sugawara roped me into this and I didn’t want you to think I was too boring for you so I thought doing this prank would make you see me in a different light” he said

“yeah i saw you in a different light alright” you sassed, you then realised what he said ‘too boring’ kind of feeling less mad and more sad that he feels this way “Dai, you’d never be to boring for me … you’re one of the most funness is that a word? guys I've ever met.”

“really?” he asked  

“Of course! I’m kind of still mad at you for letting this happen but I do sort of understand why” you said giving him a hug.

You were eventually cleared to go home and as you left the clinic you saw Asahi and Sugawara standing at the door.  

“Y/N WE’RE SORRY” they bowed to you waiting on your responses

You chuckled slightly at their cuteness and ruffled both of their hair “all is forgiven, just make sure there’s ‘pranks’ this year “

Which they agreed upon.  

A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way these turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work. Feedback is VERY MUCH APPRECIATED and request too since I will literally write whatever...

I may do a part 2 … any particular characters people want?

[dusterson]

irst off let me tell you how terrified i was to follow you. not because of anything back but just how AMAZING you are. your writing? phenomenal. your portrayal of dusty? A+ i was intimidated as heck but i love our little sibling interactions even if all i do is supply you with angst lol truly amazing ic and doc <3 100/10

hfjwkcpsb i was not expecting things in my inbox hello ??? Thank you so much??!!?? Q0Q 💙💙💙 I'm sorry you were afraid to follow, understandable tho I'm a nervous goddamn elk that can't even send MUTUALS an ask meme without gettin the Shakes

I really do appreciate you sayin this ;o; kinda needed a pick me up tbh cos like I've been,,, mAJorly self conscious abt my dustin writing, and idk my not replying to threads regularly has me averse to even just quick ic banter (even though that's one of mY FAVOURITE THINGS).

Gettin' my act together a bit tho, or tryin to! Work on replies every once in a while, throw an ask or two at whoever is on the dash at random,, *hweezes* why is even that so hard rn

BUT YEAH SORRY FOR RAMBLE it just made my heart and the heart of my muse both shine. I've been wanting to message you about plotting and been too pussyfoot to, cos i LOVE the depth you've put into the Henderson family 😭😭😭 and how goddamn different the two kids were raised... *chef's kiss but also sobs bc tHE ACCURACY*

pls gimme all the siblingnanigans (and don't worry about angsting at me i am a gLUtToN for the horrific and tragic), i am here for it, i am down to clown, let me hug elie and let me hug you !!!!!