#then didn't actually do research to see if it is or not

[eclipseberrycake]

Poly! MoonBerryCake X Reader Pt. 8

AN: They actually got the bed from a tiktok account ran by Cosmo and Reader that's just them dancing in front of Teagan and Rodger's custody arguments. And rotoscoping.

This is a request, but is it really-

Part One -> Part Two -> Part Three -> Part Four -> Part Five -> Part Six -> Part Six 1/2 -> Part Seven

☁ He was watching you.

☁ And he hoped you knew it.

☁ His high stealth made him a fantastic spy, even if that was a little tidbit he never shared with the rest of the group. He kept it close to his chest just for cases like this.

☁ He had stepped out momentarily to help Shelly with directions, since his room was the one she confidently knew the way too, sending her on her way before slinking back into the room.

☁ You hadn't noticed he was back yet, and that was for the best as it gave him hope that he'd get to see exactly how'd you'd been doing it.

☁ You've always had a habit of sneaking out when you're supposed to be on bed rest. Right after the pudding incident, you had done it at least 7 times, each one stressing out Sprout and Cosmo more and more. It was amusing in all actuality, making him chuckle from where he remained in his nest. He didn't do well with vomit, and the others knew that, so he was pardoned.

☁ That hadn't changed since you've been returned from being a twisted. You were accommodating for a while, letting them baby you for a while before you were ultimately tired of being pampered (oh, the humanity). So you had picked up the habit once more, trying to sneak away to the kitchen or the lobby.

☁ They, normally, would've understood this, however they took great care to ensure you didn't feel isolated, helping you wherever you wished during the day. Goob and Scraps visited all the time and you and the starters had game nights during the late afternoon where you could get some rest while also interacting with others.

☁ The problem was in the late nights and the early mornings. Runs had slowly started up again after your retrieval, now more focused on researching Dandy's twisted in hopes of getting some insight to the whole situation. There were a few holiday toons as well, but they weren't exactly a priority at the moment. These could go on for hours, and you would get antsy, stressing yourself out needlessly.

☁ Between him and the other two, it was mutually agreed that at least one of them would stay back at any given time as it wasn't feasible for all of them to stay back.

☁ That being said, you've been sneaking about to wait for them since, but none of them could tell how you've been doing it since they've been in the vicinity of the door if not in the room the entire time. It was easy to get past Sprout and Cosmo during the night after they fell asleep admittedly, but he was different.

☁ You knew it, he knew it, and he was almost convinced because of that you wouldn't try.

☁ Alas, you're foolishness knew now bounds as he watching you perk up from your device, eyes darting to the door then giving a quick glance around the room. He was in a corner, blending in with the shadows, so he's sure you're still recovering mind brushed right over him.

☁ It worked as you slowly crept out of bed, lifting the covers as if they were made of fire. Your feet just barely stepping on the floor when you froze, looking at the door once more. There were footsteps outside, two sets- they sounded like Finn and Shrimpo if he had to guess.

☁ You quickly retreated back under the covers, picking up your device like nothing had ever happened. He nearly broke his own cover by snickering at the action, hiding it behind the fur of his collar.

☁ When the steps passed and the door didn't open, you stepped out once more, placing your whole foot down before the second even dared to peek out. When it did, you moved quickly and more silently then he thought possible from you.

☁ You kept the device on and running, the background music chirping happily, probably giving the impression you were still in here playing if he was to check. Never mind the fact that he was already in the room.

☁ You laid your ear against the door, listening and waiting. He almost thought you would go right through the door, making him raise a non-existent brow before you were turning and climbing back onto the bed.

☁ He watched as you carefully removed the grate to the vent above the bed, jumping a bit before you were jumping into the hole of the vent and pulling yourself up. The grate was put back and he could only gape as he heard you scurrying through the vents.

☁ "No way- No fucking way-" Astro gaped at the vent for a solid minute before shaking his head and listening to which way you went. You were heading to the kitchen and he quickly rushed that way, nearly knocking into a few toons on his way.

☁ He threw back apologies but continued on, making it there only to see the other side of the grate open. He gaped in disbelief before shaking his head, moving to stand under the grate.

☁ You fell through, looking triumphant when you landed only for it to fall when you realized who had caught you.

☁ Astro raised a brow ridge at you when you gaped up at him, using a star shard to move the grate back. You look at him then down the hallway towards your room, then back to him as if trying to understand where you went wrong.

☁ You sigh in defeat after a moment of struggle, laying your head on his shoulder as he carries you back.

☁ "I thought you were with Shelly." You pout, crossing your arms. He grins, kissing your forehead as he opens the door to your room.

☁ "That was your first mistake." He snickers, setting you back in bed and making sure you're tucked in comfortably.

☁ He lays down beside you, dragging you closer to him with his arms locked around you. If you'd complain, he'd tell you it's to ensure you get only the best dreams, but he knows it's so you can't move until well into the morning when the others are back.

☁ Speaking of morning, Astro is the biggest snitch. He tells Sprout first chance he gets. You're in the middle of telling Sprout and Cosmo how it was an easy night, no worries, and no escape attempts, when Astro is piping up from where you were like a million percent certain he was asleep.

☁ He told Sprout all about the vent and before you knew it, you were moved off the bed, with Astro dozing on your shoulder, fuming silently as Sprout tightened each of the screws on the vent grate.

☁ That's fine, you told yourself. You had other methods.

☁ Proven the next night when Sprout's on duty. As dubbed before, he's a warden, just less tactful about it then Astro is.

☁ The one benefit you have over Sprout is that you're faster than he is. And that's something he knows you're betting on.

☁ He's taken the vent access away, so you're escape routes were basic at best.

☁ He even went as far as tightening the screws in the bathroom vent as well. Just in case. Your wounds were practically healed at this point, however the mental implications tended to linger as miniscule as they could be. The fact that you couldn't see Astro in the corner was proof of that. Pre-twisted you could've spotted him no matter what, but since the ichor was still being removed by your own natural healing, you were still missing a few things. But those took time.

☁ Which is why they wanted to keep a close eye on you for a little while longer. They just needed to make sure you were as okay as possible before you undid all the steps forward you've made.

☁ Better be safe than sorry and all that jazz. Or some other euphemism Cosmo would use.

☁ The problem however was that Sprout went to bed earlier than the rest of you. Which meant you had something worst than straight up leaving the door open. You had opportunity.

☁ So Sprout's idea was to tire you before his own bedtime so you were knocked out before you even had the chance to escape. And what better way to do that then a run?

☁ Not a real run, no he wasn't psycho, but recently they had cleared a few of the museum floors, giving them an open training area so to speak. And with a few promised treats, free from Cosmo's eye because he would never hear the end of it, Pebble was eager to help, which brough the other Distractors on board easy enough.

☁ It was almost comical watching as Sprout declared you as It and the others took off. You stood stunned for a second before taking off in the same direction as Looey, making Sprout chuckle.

☁ It didn't last long before Pebble was charging at him and you, unhelpfully. decided to inform him last minute that the rock was it.

☁ In the end, it had gotten him exactly what he wanted, even if there were a few other casualties as well. You were already falling asleep as he walked you back to the room, making him grin as you babbled about one thing or another. Sprout nodded along as you did, going through the motions of your night time routine for you.

☁ You were mid rant about how frosting was so amazing and you needed an entire bowl of it right that moment when Blu lept up onto Sprout's shoulder, making you gasp. "Our baby!"

☁ "Uh-huh, our baby." He hummed, wetting a cloth with warm water before rubbing it over your face. It made your face scrunch as you tried to back away, but his other hand on the back of your head stopped you.

☁ He helped you into your pajamas and made sure your teeth were brushed before laying you in bed, Blu jumping into your arms before he was wrapping the blankets around you tight enough you couldn't escape.

☁ He grinned at his handy work, going through his own bedtime routine before finally laying down, snuggling right up to you. You were already in dreamland, snoozing away making him grin.

☁ Easy as pie.

☁ Even better as he wakes up well before you do the next morning and ensures you're under warden's watch.

☁ Cosmo. Oh Cosmo. Now remember part 6.5, where I mentioned that Cosmo very quickly learned to assert himself?

☁ :)

☁ With the other two, he likes taking a back seat and letting them be the bad guys, but when they're out and he's left with his stubborn partner who is supposed to be resting?

☁ Not a chanceee. And the worst part? No one will every believe you.

☁ And Cosmo's stealth is high, so your ichor speckled brain struggles to spot him sometimes. And he takes full advantage of that. Constantly. Before you even get the chance to take off, he's there with a primed smile, too sweet and saccharine to be genuine as he kindly asks, "What do you think you're doing."

☁ So Cosmo is a little scary...It's for the character development. :)

☁ But you don't take that for what it is.

☁ Your first attempt is through the room's door. You manage to get it open a full inch before Cosmo is slamming it shut and leaning into your space.

☁ You take your retreat to the bed with your hands up and a small smile on your face.

☁ The second try is the balcony. That doesn't get you very far either as a hand catching your shirt makes you freeze. Cosmo drags you back that time.

☁ The third attempt you don't even get a full foot on the floor before Cosmo is popping back up.

☁ You're not brave enough for a forth try. It's almost comical how you've faced down every single one of the twisteds, Dandy included, but you're rendered docile by Cosmo.

☁ When the other two return from their mains only run, they're stunned by the sight of you, laying in bed and munching on a cookie while watching something on the tv in the room.

☁ Sprout has to do a double take, twice, just to be sure that is what he's seeing. Astro himself pokes your cheek a few times just to see if it's really you, giving a sigh of relief when you swat at him.

☁ Cosmo takes that moment to reappear, his own pajamas on as he waves at them. When asked if there were any more escape attempts, you nearly swallow your tongue when he grins and shrugs.

☁ "Nah, they wouldn't dream of it."

[onlydylanobrien]

New still of Dylan O'Brien as Rocky/ Roman and James Sweeney as Dennis in "Twinless". (2025)

📷©: ew.com

First look at Dylan O’Brien’s Twinless, a Sundance contender that takes inspiration from the Olsen twins

"That visceral moment of 'you look just like me' is imprinted in my formative memories," says writer-director James Sweeney.

Nineties kids are kind of obsessed with twins. And for good reason — we grew up with the Olsen twins, the remake of The Parent Trap, and Sister, Sister.

Writer-director James Sweeney takes that obsession to the next level with Twinless, his sophomore feature that will have its world premiere on Jan. 23 at the Sundance Film Festival. Entertainment Weekly has your exclusive first look at the film, in which Sweeney costars alongside Dylan O'Brien.

"I grew up in a generation that idolized twins," Sweeney tells EW. "It was very much in my zeitgeist. It was a manifestation of the perfect best friend, somebody you could share everything with. As a military brat hopping around, that was something I really craved. When I told my stepmom about what the film was, she was like, 'Oh, you used to beg me for a twin, and I had to explain to you that I can't make that happen.'"

That early fascination is evident in Twinless, which even features a scene with a character watching the Olsen twins' film It Takes Two. "That was definitely my fantasy," Sweeney says of the 1995 film. "It's like, 'Oh, one day I'll just magically run into my identical twin.' Even though they're actually not twins, they're just lookalikes. But that visceral moment of 'You look just like me' is imprinted in my formative memories."

As for Twinless, the film tells the story of a twin, Roman (O'Brien), who loses his brother, Rocky (also O'Brien), and feels like he's lost half of himself. After Rocky dies, Roman decides to stay in Rocky's Portland, OR apartment as he navigates his grief. While attending a support group for twin loss, he befriends Dennis (Sweeney), a fellow lost soul — and the two find solace in each other, forming an unlikely bromance.

"Roman and Dennis get along so well because they're both bringing their respective baggage and grief and traumas to the table," Sweeney says. "They bond and complement each other."

Sweeney is not a twin, but he did base his script on the existence of twin bereavement support groups. Though, out of respect for all involved, he didn't attend one of their meetings. "I thought it would be too much to attend," he explains. "I did order a book from their website, because I did research and read some books written by twin psychologists. One was called Alone in the Mirror, which touches on twin loss. It was written by the co-founder of the support group, and I paid $25 and they never sent me a book."

Even without that book (he tried!), Sweeney was fascinated by the psychology of twins and how that unique bond differs from those of siblings who are not twins. "I would say being a twin isn't a monolithic experience, so there's so many variations," Sweeney notes. "It also has a lot to do with how the parents reared their children and whether or not they encouraged or discouraged individuality between the twins. But there's a lot of studies done on twins because they see them as the perfect specimen."

Explorating what it means to be (and lose) a twin first attracted O'Brien to the project. Sweeney wrote the first draft in 2015, and O'Brien has been attached since 2020. But the script grabbed the actor from the moment it popped up in his inbox alongside several others his manager sent his way.

"I'm fascinated by it in terms of it being something so unique on this earth," O'Brien says of the twin dynamic. "That is one of those things that really, unless you experience it, you can't understand. Twinless support groups exist because it is a very specific loss and trauma that you need support with — losing a connectivity that us normies can't ever quite understand. That deeply resonated with me, even though I don't have a twin. I found it to be a really compelling and heart-wrenching center to this story. This tragically poignant tale of this kid losing his other half."

That, along with his love for his character, propelled O'Brien to stick with the project these last five years while the film searched for funding and postponed production in the wake of the 2023 Hollywood strikes. "It was a gut thing for me," O'Brien reflects. "I remember falling in love with Roman immediately. I read a character, and either I have that soul in me or not. Roman's somebody I know really deep down."

Sweeney was incredibly moved by O'Brien's dedication and enthusiasm for the project, a quality that was evident from their first meeting. "When I first met Dylan over Zoom, he really took ownership over the role in a way that I had never experienced with an actor," Sweeney says. "He basically said, 'I see you. I see your voice. I understand this character and his every emotion.' That gave me a lot of confidence."

For both O'Brien and Sweeney, getting to make this movie entirely on their terms was a creative reward unto itself. "The script was so fantastic and dialed in from the time I first read it," O'Brien notes. "I authentically connected to it all. It was one of those wonderful creative experiences."

But now they get to share it with the world, beginning in the U.S. Dramatic Competition at the Sundance Film Festival. Still, Sweeney says anything from here on is a cherry on top of his twin sundae.

"This was an instance where I had optimal creative control and a wonderful team championing me to do exactly the movie I wanted to make," he concludes. "I know that's a rare gift. I'm super excited for people to see the film and to find its audience. But as far as I'm concerned, I'm already content."

[softcitrus2345]

Thinkin' Jayvik thoughts (to nobody's surprise)

I wanted to explore how their bodies would change with the added weight, how the fat would settle on them differently

Jayce has always been a big guy, his muscular, square-ish build giving him plenty of mass to start off with. I see him being more of a top heavy/barrel chested kinda guy once he gets bigger, carrying it all pretty evenly, but he still maintains that square shape, despite being much rounder and softer around the middle. He's still very strong, probably even more so now that he has all that bulk to give him some more leverage- man eats like he'll never see food again, especially after a long session in the forge-

Viktor however, starts off very thin, so it's more of a mystery to them both how he would start to accumulate the pounds over time. Once he starts gaining, it wouldn't be as noticeable at first, since it would start as his body just filling out to a healthy weight, opposed to his more gaunt, sickly form from act 2 season 1 and onward-

Eventually though, it shifts, from having just enough to finally provide some cushion and insulation so his bones don't protrude as much, to slightly plump. He looks healthier than ever, and finally has developed more of an appetite. He grows into a pear shape, most of the fat settling in his hips, thighs and lower belly. Jayce ends up making his braces a little more easily adjustable for both his leg and back, since he's been outgrowing them pretty fast as of late >;]

Anyway, here's some domestic Jayvik doodles I cleaned up last night-

I decided to do their season 1 looks as well as a little post-canon concept just for funsies~ ;p

I didn't add Viktor's braces in the first one since I wanted to show off the fun chonk, but I did add a bit of bruising where they would normally sit on his body

In the second one, his braces are now a part of his body, shown in his scars, similar to his hexcorized form from s2 ;]

They're so cute in both RAAAAGH..

Oh yea, also here's a little infodump about my

Jayvik Feedism Headcanons

Just based off of their characters, Viktor would be more of a passive gainer, with Jayce encouraging him to take care of himself more and actually eat regular meals, he'd sometimes forget how much smaller Viktor's appetite is compared to his own (big 6'4 beefy guy who works in a forge half the time) and Viktor would probably end up eating more than he should thanks to Jayce's coaxing and big wet puppy dog eyes when he asks him to finish off what he made for him

They're both scientists and work long hours in a lab together, so Jayce would probably bring more food to the lab to make sure Viktor doesn't skip meals (cause in canon he does severely neglect a lot of his own needs because he's so focused on just his own research, he forgets he's a human who needs to take care of his vessel-)

He would start to gain noticeably, and he ends up looking much healthier and more alive, he has more energy and stops looking so gaunt and underfed. He just looks thin, but not dangerously so

That doesn't stop his partner from continuing with the doting and favors, always insisting he have his fill, though lightheartedly

Vik starts getting noticeably fat and Jayce notices. And it drives. Him. Mad.

He tries to ignore it and act normal but it's definitely having an effect on him when he's messing up equations and missing chunks of Viktor's rambles about their projects because he's just. Staring.

I mean can you blame him, man's got the tummy tucked into the pants and everything, it's just begging to be freed atp-

Eventually Viktor makes him spit out what's got him so flustered and they both learn of their mutual attraction to one another

Bing bang boom they keep going, with Viktor now being very open and almost teasing Jayce with his growth, and pushing Jayce to eat more too and to gain with him.

Jayce, always eager to please, goes full in and just constantly stuffs himself in front of Vik, melting from all the praise and loving touches he gets. Sometimes he does it even when Viktor isn't there, just because he misses the feeling or when he's stressed about a project. Viktor finds it endearing

Jayce would do anything for him, and proves it time and time again when Viktor pushes him past his limits consistently, reduced to a panting, whining, burpy mess >:3c

He gets big. Like big..

And they both love it-

Anyway fat and happy gays I'll shut up now AAAGH.

[jealousjealousgurlll]

First time

Imagine your first with Luigi.

Based on junior year in college (3rd year)

Summary: Details of how you lose your virginity with your bf Luigi

Pairing: Luigi Mangione x virgingf reader

Minors do not interact!

Warnings: smut, loss of virginity, discomfort and pain

-Are you sure?

You’ve been dating Luigi for 9 months, the most intimate you guys have been is making out. One day while sitting in his lap studying in his dorm you mentioned that you are ready to have sex. Luigi was flabbergasted asking you repeatedly “are you sure?” In your heart, you felt sure and especially with Luigi. He made you feel so comfortable, when you told him you were a virgin he didn’t have a negative reaction (yes the bar is hell) however he made you feel loved and provided a sense of safety in this crazy world.

-Arrangement

A few weeks prior to your conversation about having sex with Lu, he booked a hotel off campus for the weekend. He also did research on female pleasure reading various books, made a reddit post and considered all of the tips that were given . He really wants your first time to be magical and hopefully not too painful.

-Today is the day!

Friday night you guys arrived at the hotel. You were extremely excited to be intimate with Luigi. Walking up to the room, Luigi held your hand so tight. His palms were sweating due to overthinking about this entirely. Before picking you up, he set up the hotel room with candles, roses trailing the floor and on the bed and white balloons. When walking you gasped out of shock “ All of this for me??!!” Luigi laughed and embraced you into a kiss.

-3……

Luigi asked you to change into a beautiful black negligee. You changed into the bathroom, Luigi briefly read some notes he took from the book he read. Walking out with the negligee, Luigi’s mouth dropped, adoring how beautiful you looked “You are so gorgeous baby” he took your hand to spin you around. You felt so admired and beautiful. “I hate I am going to take this off of you soon”. 

-2

You laid down on the bed looking up at him in admiration. Hooving over you he placed a kiss on your lips. “I love you” he said softly, reciprocating that you said “I love you too Lulu”. The staring match you had with him, he broke off by looking to the right, to be honest he was nervous on how he would perform. Before anything, Luigi explained a few things from him using a condom, there are tissues on the nightstand and “If you feel this is too much just say the word apple and I will stop”. You nod, confirming you understand everything.

-.....1!

Luigi first started to perform oral sex, removing your panties to reveal your wet cunt. He softly used his tongue so you can adjust to the feeling. Sucking your throbbing clit, you started to whimper “yes Luigi”, you placed on his hand stroking his curls. The oral sex you received felt amazing and he was so gentle with you. After you had your first orgasm, you guys took a miniature break. Luigi asked intensively, “Was everything alright? Did I hurt you honey? You shook your head, as you took a sip of water. Going back to position, he started to finger you, you screamed when his index finger entered you. He was hoping by fingering you it can somewhat “open” you so the actual penetration wouldn’t be so painful. Slowly but surely he inserted a second finger in you when you were “adjusted”. Your body was stiff and you began to sweat, hopefully he didn't notice. He played with your clit a few more times to which made you whimper even more. 

“Does this feel good sweetheart?” Luigi asked.

“Not really but please don’t stop”. You responded.

Luigi hearing this didn’t feel good made him sad, he just wants to make you feel good:(.

-Penetration 

After being fingered for sometime, you told him you were ready for “him”.

Taking another short break, Luigi pulled out his boxers and put on a condom.

Seeing how large he was only shocked you of how will “that” fit into “this”. He pulled your body down to the edge, before entering inside you he asked “What is the code word to stop baby?”

“It's apple”, he shook his head feeling a tad bit more confident. He sloooowly enters a little more than his tip into you, causing you to yell. “APPLE” he immediately pulls and panically asks  “Did I hurt you honey?”

You shook your head yes, which he asked if you rathered be fingered. You agreed so he went back to fingering you, maintaining eye contact, he then entered two fingers into your. His fingers felt amazing, he was happy to see the once distressed face have a small smile. When your second orgasm hit, you asked him if he wanted head 

“No not tonight it’s all about you sweetheart”. Laughing at his response, you wanted to try penetration one more time. 

Luigi applied lube onto himself and made sure to enter ONLY his tip. The pain of the new feeling was still there, trying not to yell out you gripped the bedsheets for support.  Luigi asked if you wanted to stop but you insisted on keeping going. After about 8 strokes, Luigi entered you slightly further which tears started to form in your eyes. The tears were from a mixture of discomfort and pleasure, Lu also rubbed your clit which felt great. 

“You feel amazing honeybun” Luigi praised you, he was really enjoying this to the point he was moaning himself. Despite only taking half of his “length” you had a small orgasm and he finished in the condom.

-Aftercare

Your legs and waist felt extremely sore, hard to move. Luigi noticed this and assisted whatever you needed he would do. Such a sweetheart you thought. He carried you to the bathroom to pee after peeing he sat you on the bathroom sink. He kissed your forehead and praised you “I am so proud of you”.

“Thank you, you are so kind to me”

“Cmonn, I am your boyfriend it would be a shame if I wasn’t”.

Tears of happiness started to dwell in your eyes, finding someone who treats you with the utmost respect. You read posts about numerous horror stories of losing your virginity and were terrified you would lose it to a loser who doesn’t care about you. That wasn’t the case for you, Luigi wiped your eyes and reassured you everything will be okay. You asked if he can run a bath for you which he immediately turned on the warm water and added soap to make bubbles. He then sat you in the water, the warm water felt amazing on your body. Sitting besides you and Luigi talking about any and everything, he cupped his hand to let the warm water run on your back. He kissed once again telling you “I love you”.

You told “I love you too, my lu-bear”

-Aftercare to falling asleep

After the bath, Luigi helped you change into your pajamas, carrying you to the bed bridal style. He also pushed the flowers to the edge of the bed. He turned on the tv for you and you did some channel surfing. Luigi took a shower, when he came out of the shower he crawled in bed with you. His hair was wet and he shaved the stubble off his face. 

Your eyes began to feel heavy, laying in Luigi’s chest you slowly drifted asleep. Luigi was reading a book, when he realized you fell asleep he kissed your forehead and he then fell asleep.

[bethebesttoyou]

Times are Hard for Dreamers - Choi Beomgyu

synopsis: Friends Beomgyu and Y/N try to have a good day at the fair.

pairing: College student! Beomgyu x College student! reader

song: Times are Hard for Dreamers - Amelie

warning/tags: cursing, fluff!!, me trying to be funny and failing, friends to lovers, I wanted to make it jess and nick coded but Beomgyu is just too sweet... reader is an overly optimistic person!!!!

Wc: 3.6k (I swear im not doing this on purpose D:)

A/N: Beomgyu fic... we win. I actually really wanted to write a Beomgyu fic for awhile but I didn't really have an idea, UNTIL NOW!!! I have like half of vampire in the corner worked on, but I started school, so idk IDK I'll have to see where I can go with that story. I also get so many ideas for longer fics, but I can't lock in :( In the meantime, I want to continue writing one shots!! :3

Beomgyu leans his head against the headrest, stretching out his arms and grunting before checking his watch again. He closes his eyes in frustration before looking back at your front door, his sunglasses dimming his overall view. When you told him 12 pm, he should've known better, should’ve read in between the lines, the way you excitedly ranted about the day you had in store for the both of you. He should've known when he surprisingly got you tickets to the very popular fall fair, that you would overwhelm yourself with planning. Now, 30 minutes later, he watches your front door intently, praying it opens. And it works, out you come prettily dressed in a tan long sleeve and plaid long skirt, both accentuated the curvature of your body so nicely, he wishes you could go back in so he can compose himself. But as you smiled widely at his presence, sending him a wave before adjusting your bag over your shoulder, he settled for a nervous cough and looked away, only looking back at you when you were finally sitting in the passenger seat. He scowls at you playfully. 

“Oh. Beomgyu we have to leave by 12 or we're gonna miss the opening…Oh Beom, please sleep early and get here on time, Oh Beom-” He mocked, only letting out a laugh when you punch his shoulder. 

“It's still 12…we’ll make it if you just drive, like now!” You roll your eyes playfully and start messing with his radio and he just scoffs, putting the car on drive. 

Beomgyu honestly couldn't care less about this fall fair, if it were up to him, he would've been home, relaxing after the terror from being buried in papers and exams and research during midterms, but he didnt think twice of buying them. When he saw the posters all over campus he knew you would want to go, he already pictured the way your eyes would brighten from the mere mention of the mazes, the games, the snacks, he knew you would just obsess over the last activity of the day, fireworks. And when he mentioned it to you, he was right. 

“I-I would love to!” You exclaim turning to your friends behind you, some of them snickering knowingly. 

“Hey gyu, where are our tickets?” Yeonjun bumps Kai’s shoulder before feigning ignorance. 

“Shut up.”

So maybe his crush on you wasn’t exactly hidden, he was a man after all, and it was only natural that someone as optimistic and bright as you would catch the attention of a pessimist that lacks that brightness in his life. He loved to act like he didn't care much about anything, but he cared a lot about you. He couldn't fight the urge of showing it, catering to your likings with fake annoyance, but in reality he lived for your excitement, it only fueling him to continue, he was surprised you've been the only one to not catch on, or maybe internally grateful you hadn't, he didn't think he was ready for that yet. 

But he thought of it, especially now as he heard your raving about the itinerary for the day, having done your research on the different activities and food stands being offered at the event, and he was glad to be the first one to ask you, he couldn't imagine you doing this with anyone else, he would rather die. 

“Jesus, does it tell you how I'm gonna die on that paper?” He teases anyways, and you grunt. 

“I want to take full advantage of today, we deserve a day of stress free fun!” 

“I guess I can agree.” 

“Trust me Gyu, we're gonna have so much fun, you're gonna want to come back.” You promised. “This paper is gonna be our lifeline today, just as long as we stick to it, we should be able to do everything! Here’s your copy.” 

He laughs at your ridiculous planning but believes in you anyways. He just wanted to spend time with you, grateful to have you all to himself, so he was more than willing to follow a piece of paper if it meant it was guaranteed. 

The car ride was meant to be a long one, the directions sending you out of the city you both occupied, to the closest open field your campus can find to set up. Yet, the drive didn't feel as long as Beomgyu expected, your voice causing him to lose track of time, paying attention to your silly stories and gossip he hated to admit was pretty interesting. 

“So, they were not dating? Just fucking?” 

“Ningning said that she said they weren't…and now they're just not talking anymore…” 

“That's annoying…” 

“That's what I'm saying!They definitely like each other, they’re just dumb.He’s gotta step up.” You roll your eyes and he can't help but feel the pink heat rise to his face. 

He finally parks, turning off the ignition and turns to you, once again taking in the sight. You were everything, he thought, there's not a single sweet word that doesn't describe you. Watching you as you straighten the paper, he watches your delicate fingers scan the page, before speaking. 

“Okay! Well, we missed the opening ceremony but it's fine, I didn't care much for it anyways…First on the list is for you. Let’s start with…coffee! yay!” You say hoping out of the car, him laughing at your excitement. Giving the worker the tickets, you immediately head towards the coffee stand to the right, ignoring that Beomgyu was in awe of the set up. It was the middle of the day, but the entire fair was lit up like those old carnivals you would see in the movies. Laughter and screams could be heard from every corner, the smell of popcorn and sweets mixing together and clogging his nostrils, he could see why you were excited, this place was like a manifestation of your personality: fun, nostalgic and comforting. 

“Beomgyu! I got your drink!” you yell from afar, and he turns around, walking, stepping towards you before, watching in horror as someone cuts him off, bumping into you and spilling both coffees on your chest. 

“Dude, what the fuck?” Beomgyu says turning to the offender, as they apologize profusely. 

“Are you okay?” 

“-you okay?” they both asked frantically, Beomgyu already taking your hand, starting to lead you to the closest stand with napkins. He completely misses the way your face turns pink, before you laugh awkwardly, distracted from his own flustered feeling, he feels like a Victorian man by just the touch of your soft hand, the hotness spreading from your connected hands to all over his body.

“Good thing, it wasn't hot coffee right?” You squeeze his hand before taking a napkin. 

You turn to the apologizing stranger, “it's fine! You're fine! It was an accident!” you say, before turning back again and smiling at Beomgyu, “it was an accident.” Now softer, trying to ease the scowl on his face. 

After politely rejecting the strangers' pleas to help, he finally leads you to another nearby stand, hoping to find a shirt to replace the sticky top you were now stuck with. After looking at the selections, the only one in your size was a muddy green shirt that had a random koala bear with sunglasses on with the words, “Koalified to party” Beomgyu looks at you with sorry eyes, as you gulp at the shirt. 

“So much for cute pictures today…” You say from behind the fitting room curtain.”But it's okay! This is gonna be a fun story to tell the group!,” You laugh lightly, walking out of the makeshift fitting room only to Beomgyu trying to stifle a laugh. You flick his forehead before continuing, 

“No! It looks good! You look good!” He laughs. 

“Well, forget coffee! Back to the paper! Next stop…um…the swings!” 

The high swings were towards the back, and Beomgyu noticed every time you looked down at your watch, you’d start walking faster, the furrow of your eyebrows becoming more evident as the walk continued. Once you got to the front, your smile came back and shined brightly towards the worker before dropping completely when he pointed out the line that stood behind you. 

“A-and um… how long is the wait?” 

“All ride lines right now are going to be about two hours or so.” the worker says, apologetically looking at you both. 

Beomgyu is starting to realize what type of day this was going to be, and he wanted to suggest going home, or finding something else to do, trying to avoid even more disappointment. If he had known it was going to be this packed or this difficult to enjoy the day, he wouldn't have suggested it at all and you would have had to plan an entire day just for it to completely fall apart in front of you. But when you turn to him with determination in your eyes, he remembers you are never one to back down.  

“Okay, new plan! We no longer wait for the rides, let's just play some games! Maybe head to the maze after! That should still give us time to make it back for the fireworks!” you say, your smile was not as big as it was 3 hours ago, but it was still there. Beomgyu wanted to check on you just in case. 

“You okay? We can always just-” 

“No time for that! We have the paper!” You say already walking away. 

—

It had been two hours into playing games, and after you exclaimed how obsessed you were with the giant  light brown teddy bear that hung from the corner of the stand, the bow that laid just below its ear making you squeal, you both took turns playing trying to knock down the obvious glued golden cups. You and Beomgyu both lost about 100 dollars combined. The carny had been a bored looking teenager, would laugh every time he saw you guys walk back to the end of the line, but you both were too frustrated to even care. Beomgyu honestly didnt want the stupid fucking bear, it wasnt worth it, but in his mind, you needed this win (and he wanted this win for you, so bad)and so each time it was his turn, he would throw the ball more aggressively, trying to fight the look of disappointment on your face when the cup would resist the blow. He didn't want to feel bad, but he did, immensely, as he watched you throw the ball and grunt loudly. You start rubbing your temple out of sheer frustration before sighing. 

“One more go…Just one more go, okay?” You say to him, and he watches you line up one last time, the look of determination etched on your face. Only for the small child in front of you to knock the golden cup, the ringing congratulatory bell going off as you watch with a straight face. The cheers were so loud and in Beomgyu’s opinion, obnoxious, that he wanted nothing more than to just comfort you, take you away from the scene and offer you some solace, but the fear of rejection kept him from doing so. 

“Well, it's maze time.” You say as you watch the child and their parents walk off with the giant bear, your eyes reflecting shame, embarrassment and sadness. Beomgyu decided that his heart could bear the negative emotion in your eyes, it wasn't you,he thought.

“Hey what if we just get out of here? Get something to eat, yeah?” 

“N-no we cant! The paper! The maze! fireworks! We can't miss the fireworks! You bought me these tickets, we can let them go to waste!” you panic, but your eyes look defeated. Beomgyu doesn't want to burst your bubble, he really wishes things could have been different, but he can't stand the thought of watching you get disappointed again. With the way things are going, he knew the fireworks were gonna follow the same fate. He knew you to be optimistic, never letting things get you down, but he wasn't so sure as to why you were so determined for this day to go perfectly. You had never been so obsessed with the details before.  

“y/n… it's okay, really! … l-lets just go…” your eyebrows, that were slightly slanted and eyes that were soft, immediately switched to anger, with now furrowed eyebrows and flames in your eyes. 

“Y-you can go then. But I'm going to the maze. Don't follow me. ” You say stomping away, leaving Beomgyu shocked and guilty. He wasn't sure what was going on, what had made you so determined to finish the day, even if it meant you were no longer standing by the end of it. 

He felt horrible. All he wanted was to see your smile again, to see you enjoying the fair like he had hoped you would, yet this mysterious pressure was nearly forcing you into a breakdown. He wanted to fix this, needed to. He was determined now, no longer caring if he looked too doting, even if it made his feelings visible to you, he was going to make it up to you. Starting with that fucking bear. 

He stalks up to the stand, where the same bored looking teenager now stood with an amused look on his face, watching Beomgyu stand mere feet away from him. 

“How much for the bear.” They had replaced it with a new one already. 

“Not for sale, man, you gotta win.” 

Beomgyu stares at him, hoping to read him well. 

“Ill give you 50 bucks for it.” 

“Ha! Make it a hundred and you got a deal.” 

“60.” 

“120, and I'll throw in a ferris wheel ride with my buddy over there.” Beomgyu blushed at the thought. That sparked an idea. 

“During the fireworks?” the boy thought about it for a second. 

“I guess I can make that happen…might cost a bit extra though…” 

“Fuck, whatever. Deal.” 

–

Beomgyu thought about waiting for you outside of the maze entrance, but it had been 30 minutes and you were still not out. He had seen those that enter after you already come out and he began to feel nervous. Worried thoughts of missing the fireworks became worried thoughts of something happening to you in the maze. His worries got worse when your phone was sending him to voicemail. 

So with tired arms and heavy grunts, he walks into the maze, keeping track of his turns, which he learned he didn't have to, you weren't that far from the opening, yet, you were scrunched down, head buried in your hands, crying. 

“Y/N?” He says muffled the giant bear barely fitting through the small isles of corn. 

“Oh thank god!- Wait what the hell?” You said, tear stained cheeks, and now wide confused eyes staring at the bear that covered most of his body.

‘Why are you crying?” He asks, and it almost looks like the bear is talking. 

“I got lost…” You were lost in the presence of the bear, “D-Did you win this?” 

“Um…”

He had questions too, but as he looked up and realized that it was finally dark, he pulled your hand and began to run out of the maze, 

“Questions later! We're gonna be late!” 

“For?” 

“You’ll see!” 

—-

Once you got to the ferris wheel, you watched as Beomgyu walked past the long line into the stand. Beomgyu notices you are about to interrupt, glossy eyes and all, but turns when he hears his name. 

“You Beomgyu?” 

“Yes.” 

“Is the bear your date? If not, it's gonna have to stay down here, it's not gonna fit.” the carny chuckles, Beomgyu glares back. 

“Whatever gets me up there man.” 

“Hey… A-Are we getting on?” 

Beomgyu notices your face that was just laced with pure confusion. He smiles softly before leaving the bear behind, leading you to your cart, sitting next to you and securing your seatbelt. It's only then does he understand the gravity of the situation and he's thinking he might have flown a little too close to the sun. This was, very clearly, a romantic gesture, and Beomgyu had no plan, whatsoever. This was it, he planned getting you up here, watching the fireworks, but then what? What can you do on a ferris wheel in a platonic way? Talking! You could talk! Talk while you wait for the fireworks! 

He tries to think of things to say, but how can he?  when you are so close and he can smell your fruity perfume, mixed with a hint of coffee. Your lips ,that had always attracted his eyes to stare at them while you spoke, now don't have to say anything for him to notice them there, parted and soft before stretching into a shy smile. 

“...How did you do all this?” he shakes his head.

“That doesn't matter, I'm sorry the day has been such a mess and I haven't been much help either…” You scoff. 

“That's definitely not your fault, I'm sorry…the one that wanted to make this all perfect.” 

“Yeah, why is that?” Beomgyu feels self conscious as you stare at him for a minute, before laughing awkwardly. 

“Can I give you something? You promise not to laugh?” He feels the pressure from your words, fear of what may come next. Oh god, he thought, someone told you about his feelings… He nods anyway, accepting fate. You were now at the highest point on the ferris wheel, and Beomgyu begged for the show to start, scared of hearing what you were going to say. 

You reach into your bag, before pulling a thinly worn folded notebook paper before handing it to him. Written on top was his name and a small heart next to it. He shivered at the sight. 

“I-its a note… I wrote it the day of graduation” You laugh, “it's silly and it was never going to see the light of day, but I don't know…I felt ready. Well sorta…” You are looking away now, trying hard not to make it more awkward than you are starting to feel. The fireworks start, popping and lighting up the sky, but Beomgyu can't focus as he's now shakingly opening the note. 

A confession note. 

Beomgyu gasps, reading the contents, before looking at you. You’re looking up in admiration of the colors before you, the shapes that manifest in the night sky, a nervous smile sets on your lips, fingers nervously holding on to the rail of your cart. He knows you feel his gaze on you but refuses to turn to him. 

“Y/N…” 

“It's okay, Beomgyu! Really! I just…I needed to do something about this letter… I was holding on to it for way too long.” You're not really talking about the letter, Beomgyu believes. When he can't find the words yet, you continue. 

“I just.. I hope this doesn't change us, I hope we can still be friends… Please…” Pleading eyes are what finally meet Beomgyu’s shocked ones and he finds you so beautiful in this moment, he can’t bring himself to say everything that he's ever wanted to. That he has waited for some kind of sign for two years, that you had occupied a space in his heart since the first day he's met you, that he did all this just for you, and would never ask for anything in return, that your smile and presence was more than enough. But instead, hoping to convey the mutual feeling or perhaps stronger ones,  Beomgyu grabs your face by each side and brings you closer, and you let out a squeal, the fireworks only getting more aggressive and intense. And it matches the way Beomgyu’s heart is feeling, accelerated, like it's about to explode as he lays his lips on yours, feeling the petal likeness of your lips.

And the butterflies swarm all over his body when you finally kiss back, fluttering your eyes closed, and pressing further in, shivering from your own nerves slowly dissipating. He hopes you can feel everything he’s thinking, everything he wants you to know, but in case you didn't, he pulls back and looks at you, now possessed with the same determination you had all day: 

“I dont want to stay friends. I want to be with you. I want this, all the time. I like you, Y/N. Please, tell me this letter still means something."He pulls a stray hair behind your ear, watching the pinkness in your cheeks get darker. 

“O-Of course it does. It always will.” You whisper with shining eyes. Your hands that had been glued on the railing, now moving to his waist and wrapping them around and hugging him tight. He sighs and smiles widely, hands now holding you close, it was only then had he noticed that the cart was making its way back down. At the entrance, was the giant bear, sitting patiently as you both got off the wheel, trying to pretend neither of your hearts were still pounding from excitement and giddyness. The carny holds a fist bump with a smirk that beomgyu shyly returns before grabbing the bear. 

“W-we missed most of the show, sorry…” He says after a moment of walking in silence. Remembering the taste of you, already growing addicted.  

“No! Don't be… it was perfect, actually the whole day was.” You say, your eyes still beaming with what he can only hope for satisfaction and fondness.

He laughs at that. Before putting an arm around your shoulder, bringing you closer. Walking towards the car, you rambled about the maze, how the kid had to have had some steroid in him, he realized just how much the atmosphere has changed. The presence of something filled the air: the makings of new love. 

"You gotta let me borrow that shirt..."

"Shut. Up."

A/N: YAY!! you made it!!! thanks you for reading!! Like always, let me know what you think! :3

[l0relaii]

I feel like josh would want to try aphrodisiacs atleast once in his life and gets shocked by how much effect it actually has

he heard some friend of his trying them and got curious

he started researching about them and saw there are different kinds

he did start off with some natural ones

he wanted to see your reaction to them tho

he'd start cooking more dishes with oysters and asparagus

he read that honey and coffee work too so he replaced the sugar in your coffee with honey

he's like a scientist doing his little experiments on you

then he buys this chocolate on some website and is a bit scared to use it at first

but he eventually does and it's the best experience ever

his senses are so heightened and he feels so much more excited than he usually does

after you're done you question him about being.. different this time

and he admits that he ate this aphrodisiac chocolate that he bought on some site

"why didn't you give me any??"

"oh you'd want to try 'em?"

"hell yeah"

now he's got a little stack of the chocolate in his fridge for whenever you wanna have some 😋

[demonslayedher]

My Research: Eel is a common dish among craftsmen who work with fire, like potters and metal workers.

Me: Really? Unagi? I only ever pictured it as a luxury food. You know, like the kind you'd feed your beloved wife every day to spoil her.

My Research: It's because unagi is rich in nutrients to reenergize people exhausted by that line of work. It was a dish they could eat quickly when they didn't have much time for a lunch break.

Me: Probably prepared by somebody else because cooking unagi is a slow process that requires finesse and practice. Especially finesse with knives and fire. Like a swordsmith would have.

My Research: Yes, eel is indeed considered a dish that was popular where there were many swordsmiths--

Me: I'll bet that at some point during the Hashira Training arc Kanamori wants to care for a growing boy like Muichiro by feeding him something tasty and nutritious, but also he wants to show off how good he is at making unagi, and he's just as smug about it as Tanjiro is about making rice, but actually Kanamori is really proud of his unagi because his beloved wife En has praised it. He got good at making it because he loves spoiling her and the river near the previous village was a good spot to catch them because of the pristine water good for polishing swords. He brags to Muichiro that En's praise is proof of how good he is because her cooking is astoundingly delicious.

My Research: Why are you spinning headcanons while we are at a museum??

Me: I can multitask. Now if only I could doodle this--

My Research: Do you not see the group of people who are only here because we have work to do?! Stay focused!!

Person I am talking to, in front of everyone: Do you know "Kimetsu no Yaiba"?

Me: *slow nod* Yes.

Person: *starts going off comparing their town and its history to the Swordsmith Village but also begrudgingly admitting where its a bit of a stretch until it looks like his colleagues are urging him to stay focused*

Me: 😌

My Research: 😡

[theallianceofcelestials]

A big what if scenario for SEA!AU ; but how would KC and the rest of the family react to Eclipse somehow getting turned into a child / baby for a few hours / days?

You just opened a can of worms friend. I'll just use a similar format as to what I used with the WN and SEA characters meeting.

More under, because this is a bit long, and I should have done this last time too

The only way he can turn into a kid is obviously with some SCP shenanigans, though I'll admit I haven't done my research and don't know if there's any SCPs able to turn people into children (though with how many of them exist, I wouldn't be surprised) But even if there is one, he's an animatronic so it'd probably work differently.

Let's just say there're 2 scenarios, one where it's just a childified body his adult self is in, and one where he's both child sized and acts like one too with no memories of his adult life.

In the first scenarion he'd be very annoyed and angry. He's also try hiding probably once he realises the "danger" he's in. He does not want to be a plush toy.

Killcode

First scenario

The moment he sees his grumpy animatronic son in the child body, most likely after having searched the facility for him because he did not come back for dinner and he didn't mention any work related stuff that might take a bit, it'd be over immediately. There'd be no way you can get him off of Eclipse.

He'd always want to cuddle him, keep him close, and maybe tease him lightly over getting turned into a child. It's his right as a father, and if he's shouted at more than not, then he's just going to have to keep his laughter in more.

He'd mostly do this to cover up his worry, because this is his most fragile kid turned even more fragile. Eclipse is not known already in their family as a fighter, more a runner, but with those stubby short legs how is he going to get away from danger? He obviously can't let his kid leave his sight, otherwise he may die. He hopes the Foundation is working on a solution already, because if not there'll be hell to pay.

He'd be unwilling to let his kid out of his sight like this, going into full on helicopter mode. He'd insist Eclipse stay on his shoulder at the very least if he doesn't want cuddles, and he'd be reluctant to give him up even to their family. It's the I'm-the-parent-of-small-child instincts, and they've revived with a vengance he didn't experience even when his kids were young. Probably because his kids were always hardier.

Second scenario

In this scenarion the panicking scientist he was working with would probably call Killcode in, because he's becoming a personnel member anyway, and because they fear if they didn't, and tried to hide this, they'd all be brutally murdered. They're all correct obviously.

The child Eclipse, with no memories of his life, wouldn't know who or what Killcode is, only that he's been told he's his dad. Perhaps his daycare programming would tell him information about these things, so he'd know what a dad is. He'd just light up at the sight of his papa, happily reaching out in what his code knows is normal behaviour for children. It'd actually be kinda funky if he immitated how a human child would act with their parent based on what his programming tells him is normal.

Killcode, obviously, wouldn't know how to react. On one hand, that's his kid, on the other, he finds this whole thing unnatural. Kinda uncanny valley. He'd also be pretty scared his child was deleted and thus basically murdered. It gets proven wrong thankfully when Eclipse starts babbling about stuff only his adult version would know, like how he wants to go back to their room and play with everyone, and can they pleasee have lava cake today? It'd greatly calm KC, who'd go into indulgent dad mode.

He'd still be constantly cuddling, but he'd be much softer. He'd take this as his chance to make up for the time they weren't together, because maybe if they can make nice memories for Eclipse in this young stage of him, his past wouldn't hurt that much.

He'd obviously be overprotective, happiest when he can cuddle this toddler version of his child, and he'd fold to the faded-gold optics whenever they widen and make more sweets than he ever did. He'd be humming sillier songs when he cooks, watching the child toddling around happily, without a clue to the dangers and horrors he's faced.

He'd absolutely melt when Eclipse calls him papa, or when the little one pounces on his legs because his paws are funny, he'd sit on the floor all day sometimes just helping Eclipse build something out of legos, read him bedtime stories, and just fall asleep on the couch while Eclipse is in his lap.

Solar Flare

First scenario

Seeing its big brother so small and adorable looking would make its perpetual expression into the happy little smiling squints it's able to do. They're just so happy to see their big brother like this.

He'd obviously ask Killcode to cuddle his brother plenty of times, but'd make a bunch of drawings of Eclipse sitting grumpily on Killcode's shoulders. The wall would be filled with all of them, and Eclipse can't even be mad at it properly.

Whenever it wants to dance though Eclipse would deny it. He's just unwilling to embarrass himself even more than he already is. Solar Flare would be sad over that, and would want this to be over with soon. He wants to go back to hanging out with its big brother like usual.

Second scenario

The toddler version of its brother would have its heart in a tight-fist clench in seconds, and there's no stopping it. Even if it's a bit confused on who's the big brother anymore. The kid is still trying to fit that older sibling place, but because he's just a toddler it's... a bit questionable.

They'd draw lots together, do silly dances and Eclipse, despite their spikes, would happily climb onto their back and point it in directions to go in. It'd obviously comply, quickly finding amusement in being the horsey once they get over their fear of him stabbing himself on his spikes.

The two of them would also become very 'judgy' about their siblings, playfully poking at them together. Because of the toddler, Solar Flare can get away with playfully bullying its other brothers, who have to grit their teeth so the baby doesn't cry.

Bloodmoon

First scenario

They'd laugh their asses off. No question in that. They'd also be unbearingly overprotective, no question about that either.

They would curl up around Eclipse, despite him hissing and grumbling at them to leave him alone, surrounding him with safety and warmth. It doesn't sit well with them to see him so small, especially when the child body's battery is smaller and he just generally gets more tired easier. But seeing him plug in to charge more would be a torture. But seeing him yawning more would be funny.

They're also barred from dancing with him, which makes them slightly annoyed but they suck it up, mostly able to play Scrabble with him. Which is fun, don't get them wrong, but they're more physically inclined creatures.

The funniness of it would just wear off after some point and leave them with loads of anxiety, because he still wants to do dangerous things, but his body just doesn't allow for that anymore. They'd be freaking out by day two

Second scenario

Blasted SCPs! They're the eldests again!

Bloody would feel terribly shaky with their big brother being a toddler, even more unsure than ever, because now they're adults and Eclipse is soft compared to them. He'd be freaking out. Rusty wouldn't be so obvious, but he too is scared of screwing up.

Eclipse wants to do stuff with them though. He remembers playing Scrabbles with them, but now he finds it boring which'd panic the twins. He also doesn't like horror anymore, crying at the more grusome scenes, so watching movies/playing games they did before is out too. All that's left is dancing too, which they'd be happy to do, watching stuff like Jurassic park where they root for the dinos, and playing tag.

They're a bit rusty (haha) at this whole child appropriate thing, especially because they were kids themselves when their siblings were kids, but they'll try their best.

They play tag with Eclipse, play hide and seek with him too, pretending not to see/hear the little toddler. They'd be absolutely down to play horsey, get into tickle fights and just generally have fun.

They'd jump on top of the shelves near the ceiling of the room, leaving the tot up there, and playfully threatening to keep him there if he doesn't behave. They'd also throw him in the air a lot, and give him playful shakes whenever they're holding him.

They'd feel kind of nostalgic over it, despite never having interacted with children before as an adult.

Lunar

First scenario

He's laighing. Eclipse is struggling with life in general, and he's laughing.

He'd bully him so much about his height its unreal. All the shortie jokes that he has to deal with. He'd be epecially insufferable if he was taller too.

He's consequently be basically ignored by Eclipse thus, who would be a sore loser about this. Because he didn't sign up to be made fun of. (he obviously ignores all the times he calls Lunar a midget, those don't count because he is, while Eclipse is just an unlucky bastart)

Lunar would be busy laughing his ass off to truly realise how uncomfortable he actually feels about this all. He'd sometimes wake up in the night though, wishing to snuggle into a silicone chest, only to remember his big brother is small now. He wouldn't admit how much that bothers him though

Second scenario

He's uncomfortable. Very, very uncomfortable. He doesn't know how to handle not being the youngest anymore. Even if only temporarily.

He'd be the most withdrawn because of it in the beginning, only to feel horrible at the obvious hurt in the toddler's optics. He'd fold before long eventually, but only because he misses his big brother.

He finds he doesn't much mind the kid, maybe even has fun with him, even if they do have to play less or even different games to their usual. They can't exactly play scary games when the tot freaks out over it. So they'd play more stuff like Mario Kart and what not, even if Eclipse's coordination like this is not the best. Lunar has to throw a lot so he doesn't end up with a crying toddler next to him. He wouldn't mind it all that much as he gets into it, happily losing a couple times so the kid can be happy too.

He'd miss his older brother tho. He gets it the others are having fun with the toddlerified Eclipse, but he personally misses the Eclipse who's confident, smart and doesn't freak out over jumpscares. He's kind of sad about him not being there anymore. Even if only temporarily, Lunar doesn't like being an older brother, Feels wrong to him.

Sun

First scenario

He'd be having the time of his life pretending his nephew is an actual child. After Killcode he's the worst offender of cuddles.

He'd just hug Eclipse to himself, ignoring the angry mumbling and escape attempts. He'd however also make sure Eclipse knows he's just messing with him. He doesn't actually want there to be any bad blood between them.

He'd probably keep his cats away from him like this, unsure how they'd react. It's an amusing attempt when all they want is to snuggle to the snuggle-sized Eclipse. They'd absolutely bully him

Second scenario

He'd melt. And he'd go into full uncle mode.

He'd be doing arts'n'crafts constantly with the kid, snatch him playfully off the ground to nuzzle, and make loads of pancakes. He'd also have fun knitting clothes for the child, making a full winter get up with the mittens, oversized scarf and big sweated and cutesy hat.

He'd be careful when introducing him to the cats, making loads of pictures of them snuggling on the couch and bed. He'd be absolutely delighted to have Eclipse toddle after him curiously, and he'd ring his bells for him just to get his attention.

He'd be all into reading stories for him too, making all the silly voices he can. He'd also sew a plushy probably, maybe a little kitty to match the little Eclipse, squealing in delight when he brings it with him to everywhere.

He'd be doing fun bathtime routines too, making extensive bubble baths so the toddler can have all the fun. One night he'd just show up with a bunch of bathtime toys, and no one dares question him.

They'd also make a solar bot club with Solar Flare, and Sun'd teach the toddler Eclipse (whose normal, adult version taught Sun) how to make friendship bracelets, so all the club members match.

He'd probably almost fistfight Killcode too over who gets to snuggle when. He barely holds himself back, because that is still his brother's kid.

Moon

First scenario

After having a good laugh, he'd immediately start looking for a cure. Eclipse appreciates this, and would probably try sticking to him the most despite how he also makes fun of him extensively. In Eclipse's opinion, that's still better than all the coddling. That's just kinda the norm for Moon.

He'd try to act less jerkish though, simply because he's not immune to the size no matter what he tells himself. It's just his touch averse nature keeping him from actually cuddling. He'd probably do more heatpats, which he'd disguise as condescending so Eclipse doesn't realise he finds him adorable too

Second scenario

He'd keep away, afraid he'd fuck up somehow. This obviously wouldn't go down well with the tot, who does remember his uncle Moonie doesn't like tocuhes, but his programming is telling him to at least sometimes give him a hug because that's what you do with uncles. Moon would obviously fold eventually.

He'd allow the occasional hug, but'd still make it pretty clear it's only good if it's allowed touch. Instead of all the physical touches, he'd opt for quality time and gifts.

He'd teach the kid how to build things, proud when the skills he got as an adults kinda shine through. They'd build stuff from all sorts of things, from legos, from building blocks, from jenga and etc. He'd also get one of this for kids mini robots that you have to build yourself and can practice programming on. He'd also let the kid 'make' a video game, which would just be him sitting in Moon's lap and telling him what to do.

He'd also unwillingly go into naptime mode, reading bedtime stories so he falls asleep, singing lullabies when it's just the two of them, and even rocking him occasionally when he feels comfortable with a bit more touch. Because of this Eclipse would go to him whenever he feels tired during the day. He'd then curl up next to Moon, or even in his lap, while his uncle reads him a story and pats him like a kitty.

He'd be especially happy with all the ray skritches Moon can do, sometimes being annoying on puprose so his uncle will shut him up by going for his rays to make him sleep. Moon would be irritated by how he's outsmarted by a toddler each time.

He'd also take it upon himself to make him learn stuff, unwilling to let his knowledge maniac nephew sit idle. Eclipse enjoys these lessons, bringing notebooks he can scribble into. His notes though would be half badly spelled words and half drawings. Moon will never admit he finds it adorable.

After he's back in his normal body in the first scenario he's pretty mad and humiliated, and would be withdrawn and angry for a couple days. Lots of groveling would be needed to make him forgive people.

The second scenario would also end with him embarrassed in the end, but he's feel pretty touched by all the things they did for him. He doesn't want a repeat though

[doomcogs]

low key glad that the whole "moo deng is actually in a very abusive enclosure" thing got called out by actual people who have gone to the zoo / are from the area, like seeing a baby hippo be silly and instantly assume "oh yeah these non whites are gonna abuse her for internet clout and are keeping her in an unsafe enclosure and shes gonna develop to be violent" as if the US doesn't also have absolutely shit zoos (seaworld anyone?).

just cause it isn't one of the few "world renowned" zoos in mainland USA doesn't mean it's run by your racist caricatures of uncivilized not-whites, jfc.

and also, there are probably areas to improve upon in the enclosure, but the zero research before saying "actually this is the worst and she is suffering, all because i don't know the zoo cause its in some third world country i don't bother to investigate about" (and I mean even when its in a third world coutnry it doesn't really mean its instantly bad? people are passionate about keeping animals healthy if they're qualified then even with low resouces the animals will be happy and safe, but again, no research before throwing out, it's 'foreign so its bad' ideas.)

[wikitpowers]

kitty and merthur parallels bc i'm sad pt.2 (beware of spoilers!)

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[il3x]

Any idea how more power solves the problem of being a good person?

With more POWER, you can protect your teammates. With more POWER, you can defeat the Aberrant criminals who kill and extort and farm children for Rapture. With more POWER, you can avenge Jaeil. With the right kind of POWER, you could reform the Aberrant Corps from a killer, his killer, into a true hand of justice. You could impose Goodness across the entire world. With enough POWER, you wouldn't even need violence to do it.

And on the smaller scale... POWER can erase your mistakes. Good? You could be perfect.

[impinged]

One thing you're willing to share. Haha, well, if that's the case... Nothing comes to mind~!

That's a joke you don't voice. Again, not even all that funny either. You promised! You're going to answer!! What's a little internal commiserating before you do? It's healthy! Probably!

"One thing…" You echo, before a lap of frustration has you going, "Isa, there were hundreds—" Oh, that's not... You kind of just let that out, huh. Well, it's good thing you remember each one then! You do not tell him this. "But... Okay."

Urgh. Of course he would throw the question back at you. Suddenly, even if he says otherwise, one question doesn't feel very fair if you can only offer up one thing in return. You bury your face in the pillow while you contemplate. Argh, well played, Isabeau…!

Okay then. Good or bad. Well, you can say right away don't really want to talk about the bad. But something good feels too lighthearted given he clearly knows what happened. You rattle off a few frivolous things in your head, things you think barely satisfy such a question.

You told me about wanting to become a fashion designer! Did you know Odile wasn't really researching anything? We saw a ghost. You kept running straight into that blinding tear in the hallway and I had to pull you away. Okay definitely not that one. Ahem. Think harder, something has to be good enough…

"I'm allergic to pineapple." Despite its absurdity, you look up at him as if all the bones in your body are terribly serious. And they are. "Did we know that?? Did I ever mention that...??? Bonnie brought pineapple slices for snacks. And I..."

Well actually you don't have to say that part he probably gets it!!! You shake your head and sputter out an apology. This doesn't count. This is just something he should probably know to make sure it doesn't happen again (they were kind of good before they killed you!) A tangent to distract him from the real answer when you get to it. Very intended.

"Sorry, that's... not my answer. I'm thinking..." Let's see... We built a bomb to throw at the King, and we did, and yes it felt just as cool as you can imagine it did... Oh! You met the Change God...? Ehh, maybe not that one. Yet. Um...

"You took me to see the stars, the night before we left for the House." Huh? Oh, yeah. Well, this one is nice, but, you didn't really mean to say it out loud. What is with you? You keep slipping up! Saying things you're supposed to think!!!

You suppose it works though. If anything, it brings it full circle. He mentioned it earlier too, didn't he? Although the way he phrased it made it sound like it was your offer, but you definitely remember it being something he did for you.

"It, uh... It happened a few times. The same time. Just, during different loops." Stars this is a pain to describe. You still remember how you felt the first time, and start to regret how jaded you felt on repeated events. He didn't know. Does now, but you won't tell him it meant any less as it continued... You don't like thinking about it like that, actually. It meant and means a lot still. No matter how your overall circumstance made you feel. No matter the repetition.

"It was nice." Your grip on the pillow tightens. You don't know if you should say anything more. It feels like cheating. Just saying the joke at the tree here earlier felt like cheating. But it suffices as an answer, right? No follow up questions, right? Would you even allow those...? Uh... No comment.

"oh!" his laughter clipped and unsure (stunning performance, sif; bonkers timing, though!), squeezing his pillow like a lifeline trying to muffle the drum in his chest, "looks like we want the same thing, then. me staying, that is. yay us!"

alright, isabeau, he moved on! you should, too! stop making it weird.

so he does! slowly, fluffing the cushion before he sinks into it. while sif's eye is elsewhere, he takes the opportunity to study them again. an accident at first, but he lingers in silent, wistful appreciation... up until he outlines their discomfort and the blanket becomes a lot more visually inviting by comparison.

he nearly jolts, agape, "you will...? o-of course, that's more than okay."

one question... that's a toughie! deep in thought, he looks down to the hand between them, nail-painted fingers slightly curled, still experiencing the little phantom memory of sif-- how nice it felt to hold them steady, like he would've with mira or bonnie.

and the absence of feeling when he pulled away, scathed, all because isabeau overstepped, well-intentioned or not.

his skin burns suddenly, but he tries not to show it. just chock the subtle wince up to him thinking suuuper hard!

'thennn, are you free tomorrow?' he almost blurts. it's unexpected! silly! and... a bad idea if he wants sif to confide in him. there's plenty he could ask: 'why'd you go into dormont's House alone?,' 'why didn't you tell us?', 'was there anything i could've done to help?,' 'would you have let me help?,' 'please let me help'--

oops. not a question. still wants to say it, though, the way it lodges in his throat; forces him to squeeze his tired eyes before he reopens them with an equally tired smile.

"i'm lost on how it all works, but... mm... tell me something that happened during the loops? whatever you feel like, big or small! good or bad," assuming there was anything good. he points for languid emphasis, "one thing you're willing to share with your pal isa. you set the starting point for later!"

that's the intent, anyway. a start. open-ended to offer as much, or little, as sif wants! isabeau can't be too direct (not yet). can't overwhelm him, like before! can't send him into another spiral, because that slope's really crabbing slippery! with good reason!

if only there was a magic question that'd clear things up now, before it worsens (how? he doesn't want to know, but the suggestion churns his insides). it feels impossibly out of reach (they're out of reach), but... he wants to get there. trying to.

[brick-van-dyke]

If there's one thing I've respectively noticed from Zionists and defenders of Israeli war crimes, it's that every source, argument and potential avenue to explore each explanation is riddled with cherry picking, moving the goalposts and mental gymnastics to explain why their conclusions, which typically are barely even related to the sources they use, somehow overshadow literal reality and what we see with our own eyes.

While scrolling, one example I came across was the repetitive misrepresentation of BLM, antifa and quotes from Martin Luther King Jr, as well as statistics, scholarly journal articles and government website information. These are all good sources, yet every single time they're mangled completely until the only possible "interpretation" of any of them is "well Israel is right to defend itself after shorting rockets beforehand because the retaliation was brutal and all Arabs are bad by default therefore". As if any of these sources are even about individual exceptions of Israel versus hatred towards Arabs.

I think what I find most absurd, as someone in the middle of their own studies, is how every bit of critical thinking and logic goes out the window as they do every single thing possible to do what professors worldwide say NOT to do when evaluating sources. It's like watching a race to see who can tangle and misconstrue scientific information to fit their world view the fastest. Then said people say "um actually I studied at university before so it's actually not wrong that I'm doing this exact this everyone is warned not to do because I have a permit". Ignorance I can forgive, but willful and arrogant manipulation? That's another thing entirely.

[bonefall]

As a big sibling with a lil sib with epilepsy, when they read TBC they Honestly thought if they got struck with lightning reciting the lord's prayer they'd be cured like Shadowsight is from their epilepsy. I had a discussion with them on how that's not how it works, but ge was so upset they took it away from Shadowsight that he hasn't picked the books back up and has stated that 'he hopes Ashfur wins and starts a new religion.,'

I do not even know how to respond to this besides saying that your little sibling is 100% right to be pissed and I now also hope Ashfur wins and starts a new religion.

[green-tea-lemonade]

hii can you please draw applebees/davesol/soldave/honeycrisp... they are my lifefurce....

Heeeeey anon

Sorry that this legit took so long to get to but this one and another actually stumped me a bit! But lets go ahead and talk some Honeycrisp!

It's funny but as I'm starting to go through ships, I actually find that Sollux is surprisingly moldable to ship with in most quadrants with any character with just a few characters that I think it's pretty obvi he'd be one way or another with them. Dave is one that I can actually see these two being an all-around deal. I think it's actually extremely easy to see either of them together in a red, pale, or pitch manner. Personal opinion though, I think I could see them shift from pitch to pale. However, I do understand the idea of them in red! Trying to go down a little bit of the more romantic route, Dave can somehow get Sollux to be pretty talkative when working if he says the right things. Both of them are pretty tall so there is a pretty frequent amount of them coming up behind the other and attempting to use them like an armrest just for the hell of it. Sollux's constant amount of electronic-like noises from his powers is actually fuel and used snippets in some of Dave's music. I see them being somewhat private about affections towards one another mostly because they don't feel like its anybodys business to glimpse into those parts from the outside of their lives. They're really casual about it though.

[cassianlord]

He let out a little breath, a zip of electricity lighting up over his teeth as he gave a small grin. He chased the feeling with his tongue, a habit he likely would never break. A tell he'd never be able to hide when he was nervous. Although this thing with Gwyn was undefined, Cassian already knew he wanted more. It was far too soon to say anything about it if he was going to say something at all, but he still wanted. He was a greedy thing and he wanted to covet Gwyn like he had never wanted to covet another person before. He didn't understand it. So it was best to just go with the flow. Maybe seeing other people was a good thing.

"I, well -- Uh," Cassian stuttered, "I don't know. Maybe you should know about one? You know my friend who convinced me to come here? He's actually a councilman. Roland de Rochefort. We've known each other a long time and we just sort of leave things and then pick them back up when we see each other again. It's been going on for... At least two centuries."

Cassian admired Roland a great deal and had since he had been a wyrmling. There had always been something about how grandiose the vampire acted, how smooth and certain he seemed to be. He was powerful and held a powerful position. The dragon in Cassian would always have stars in his eyes about it. He shifted his coat to help wrap Gwyn up more inside it. Cassian knew the sith probably didn't mind the cold all things considered but that didn't mean that Cassian couldn't lend his immense warmth.

"My patients are few and far between, don't worry," he chuckled deeply, "I spend most of my time doing research for personal projects. If you come to visit, I'll actually take breaks."

Cassian's hand was a welcome weight, the perfect encouragement for Gwyn to lean sideways against him and get comfortable against the dragon's shoulders as he sipped his drink with a soft noise of satisfaction. Sweet and rich and perfect, by the sith's metrics. There wouldn't be nearly enough to give him a buzz, but the point was more to make the cocoa palatable to his stomach. There was little to do done about the whipped cream, but Gwyn had already committed himself to suffering a little later to enjoy such small pleasures now.

"Dabbled, eh?" He wiggled his brows at the other as Cassian met his eyes, picking up the implied meaning easily, "Glad to see you're fitting in without a hitch. Not that I had any doubt!" They'd met off a one-night stand, after all, clearly Cassian was used to these kinds of things and he was handsome enough to catch plenty of attention. "Anyone interesting? Anyone I should know about?"

His smile widened at the invitation, Gwyn immediately warmed by the notion. He nestled a little closer, pillowing his cheek against Cassian's coat. It was hard to resist the urge to get comfortable around the dragon. "Careful, doctor. Your other patients will start making complaints if you let me take up all your time."