#theyre just like Well you looked lonely man. And i like how strange you are

[doodlebloo]

Ive seriously been thinking about Fred and the other Federation Workers so much like to me Fred has a whole ass friend group.

In my brain Fred tries to be Distant and Mysterious bc that's what the Federation tells them all to do but nobody takes the rules as seriously as Fred does. So they're all pals who rope a reluctant Fred into their shenanigans.

Despite his best efforts Fred is always Included and invited to things even when he tells everyone they're not supposed to be hanging out together and they have work to do. Basically he's The Strict One

[gayelderstourney]

OLD MAN YAOI BRACKET ROUND 2

Propaganda:

Sheo/The Nailsmith:

It's really nice because you unlock it after the nailsmith asks you to kill him with the pure nail and you refuse and walk away. He then says he was wandering hallownest without purpose until he found sheo who helped him discover that there was more to life than just one calling. These two are probably the only characters in the game to have a genuinely happy ending

The nailsmith loses his purpose in life after finishing his ultimate masterpiece, his lifelong goal, the pure nail. He requests the protagonist to try the nail on him, but If you refuse, he will find sheo who helps him to find new meaning in life and realise that there is more to life by teaching him different crafts. They can then be seen sculping figurines together, and sheo is also painting the nailsmith.They share a common love for art and crafts and inspire each other. Sheo's story is that he was a nailmaster, but got tired of it, and put down his nail to pick up a paintbrush. I think it's beautiful that he could help the nailsmith realise what he himself did. They both also used to live in solitude without even realising how lonely they were, and I think it's cute tuhat they can do art together now :]

They are two bugs retired from their career and making better lives for themselves and they’re gay about it. Nailsmith believes at first that he has nothing left after creating the perfect nail and asks the knight to strike him down, and if you don’t, he meets Sheo, a retired nailmaster finding a new calling in painting and sculpting. They find a shared love in creating things and Nailsmith finds a new calling in art as well. The achievement you get for uniting them is called “Happy Couple”

Gay bugs gay bugs gay bugs (Cw mention of suicide) They both used to pursue their one passion in life: forging the perfect nail (sword) for the Nailsmith and the art of combat for Sheo. Sheo realized he could just leave that life when he lost his passion for fighting, and he found himself a new purpose in life: art. However, he always seemed very lonely, completely isolated by all other bugs in his hidden house in the middle of a thorn jungle. When The Nailsmith achieved his goal and forged the perfect nail, he lost his purpose in life and his will to live. He asks the player to kill him. However, if the player refuses, he can later be found in Sheo's house, modelling for Sheo or sculpting figurines with him. He thanks the player for not fulfilling his request, because he has found a new calling in life here, making art together with Sheo. They both express how happy they are to no longer be alone. This also gives you the "Happy Couple" achievement, confirming that they are a couple.

THEY'RE CANON!!! They're fucking canon!!! You can talk to them at one point after doing a Bunch of Stuff to get them to meet each other and you get an achievement called "Happy Couple"!!! Gotta love old man yuri

Jean-Luc Picard/Q:

theyre kind of the ogs. q fucked that old man for SURE. if they arent old enough for you in the next generation (1987-1984) they probably will be in picard (2020-2023). also when i went looking for the pic i included i googled “star trek picard q in bed” and there were actually multiple different instances of that happening that popped up

um it’s unclear what age Q is supposed to be in TNG but in Picard they’re both undeniably old as balls. Q has godlike powers that he just uses to hang out with this bald old man in increasingly strange and annoying ways. And call him “mon capitane” like a freak and materialize next to him in bed and say Good Morning Darling and lounge all over the Enterprise like a fruit anyways I think they’re abnormal and I like them

what if you were an all powerful nearly omnipotent being who has been worshipped as a god on planets across the farthest reaches of space and the first guy to just not give a shit about you makes you fall madly in love with him

I can’t get my thoughts clear right now but they mean so much to me. They’re meant to be with each other ok. the sequel to spirk. they would be canon if paramount werent COWARDS

if I were an entity as old as the universe itself and I kept visiting some old guy on a spaceship trying to justify the existence of humanity it would 100% be for gay reasons and Q understands this concept on an intimate level actually

[pinkjeanist]

“the garden.” || tomura shigaraki

desc.: The God of Death has fallen for Wisdom. Against your divine judgement, you fall for him, too. [gods/goddesses au - 1.1k words]

a/n: this was for the weekly prompt event by @bnhabookclub​! ive been wanting to write more for shiggy, so this was really fun!! tomura and reader are named as whatever theyre god of, not their actual names. also i got a little too deep with my writing again, my bad. and if this reads weird, it’s meant to be like that. i think it’s safe to assume that gods dont experience love like humans, so. yeah [navigation]

Not many Gods passed through your garden. It was not secluded, nor was it secret, but not many Gods were willing to face truth, especially those with wrongdoings, and so you were left alone amongst the flowers that never faded nor dwindled. The only times your flowers came close to dying was when you welcomed a certain and rare visitor. 

The first time you saw him, he was dressed all in black as one imagined a man of his power would be. He wore gowns and a billowing cape, yet his feet walked bare upon the dying grass beneath him. The light blue hair that fell to his shoulders was dull and unkempt. His skin was sickly pale and all life was gone from his eyes- if it had ever been there, anyway. It was a befitting image of Death. Dark, mysterious, something to be feared. And yet, for all you knew of the Gods’ speculation of him, you were not afraid. In fact, something drew you dangerously near to hopefulness and oddful longing for him.

“This is your Garden of Wisdom.” He’d said it as more of a question than an observation, and with a throat that would have begged for water had he been mortal. “The blossoms falter but do not die. You are strange.” 

“You call me strange for the way of my flowers.” You looked to the greying bushes, and then to the God that stood at the other end of your bench. “Wisdom is eternal. It can be clouded, but never killed. Do you intend to kill my garden?” 

“I cannot kill what cannot die. And I do not wish to kill it, either way.” 

You smiled up at him. “You are Death, then?” 

He hesitated before nodding.

“Come. Sit.”

He obeyed, though reluctantly, and didn’t seem to know what to do with his hands. You began to feel that, even for all things gloomy and dull about Death, he was not the ugly being you’d expected him to be before you’d met. But with as hesitant as he seemed, you wondered if he thought as such of himself. “Most are not as welcoming as you. Many are afraid of me.” 

“Well, I, for one, do not fear you. In fact, I am rather curious. I know many things, but I know not much of you.” You’d been born without dishonesty, but he looked at you then as if you’d told some divine fable. 

“Surely you’ve heard of me from the other Gods.” His tone was anything but prideful. You frowned and turned again to face him. 

“But I have not heard from you. I wish to know you as you know yourself, not as they do.” You wouldn’t mention the tale you’d heard of Death slaughtering millions of mortals with disease out of rage, nor how he’d spurred War to divide mankind out of greed. Death came to you bare, and ungodly. “Why have you come to my garden? Do you seek wisdom?” 

Death hung his head. “No…” 

“Do you come for judgement?” 

“I...come for you.” 

You blinked, and sat back in the bench seat. “Wisdom is not so easily slain.” 

“I do not wish to slay you.” 

“If you do not wish for wisdom, and you do not wish for glory, then what do you seek?” He looked you in the eye for the first time since his arrival. He was nervous. It was not often you saw an anxious God. It made you more hopeful he would give you the answer you’d best not receive. 

He swallowed and spoke, embarrassed, “I seek your companionship.” 

You were still as you considered it. “Why have you chosen me, of all Gods and creatures? It is unwise to be acquainted with a Knower of Secrets.” 

“I have nothing to hide. My hands are stained, but they are empty, as well.” He clutched his gowns at his thighs, glaring down at it. “I will not beg. I am not so low.” 

“But you are lonely.” 

“You needn’t say it, wench.” 

“I am lonely, as well.” He looked at you incredulously. You folded your hands in your lap. “Although, two beings cannot simply agree to be companions, be them insects or Gods. Companionship is built with trust, care, and understanding. These things are earned in time.” 

“We have eternity on our side. I will earn your companionship, as long as it takes.” You smiled again, and assumed Death wasn’t the type to return such a gesture without coercion. But even so, you knew Death was nothing if not a promise, and the very pinnacle of honestly. Even a fool could see that from how he looked at you. 

He held out his palm, and after only a moment of hesitation, you took his hand. If you had been curious before, you drowned in him, now. His skin was as cold as it looked, and yet, you felt a warmth blossoming in your chest, flowing through you clear to your toes and the tip of your tongue. You hadn’t felt the touch of another for what must have been a thousand years, but nothing had ever compared to this feeling. And by the look in his eye, he seemed to feel it, too.

Something told you this was unwise. It was not the best of ideas to befriend Death, or seek warmth in him, or allow yourself his comfort. You weren’t even sure what his “companionship” entailed, though you were beginning to selfishly know what you wanted from it. You’d seen the way mortals indulged in each other- kisses of greetings and departures, longer ones given in playful shadows and secrecy. Desperate grabbing and soft touches that lingered even after they’d gone. Embraces that must have felt like eternity. You wondered how warm Death would make you feel with a kiss. You weren’t quite ready to find out, but you were hopeful, as unwise as it was. 

Against your best judgement, you said: “I do not think it will take long. You are as convincing as you are intoxicating.”

“You can feel it, too?” He asked, bringing himself closer. You nodded. “What does this mean?” 

“It means my wisdom means nothing, as well as your promise of death. Eternity has more in store for us than we’ve been created to believe.” 

Not many ventured the Garden of Wisdom, but those who did never left without taking something with them. Some took a rose, or a daisy if they favored it more. Some took the wisdom that they had seeked when they arrived. But you allowed Death something no one had ever even come close to having- your utter being, wisdom be damned. You gave him what Death didn’t need, but what a being devoid of companionship spent its whole life searching for. 

He didn’t realize it just yet, and perhaps you didn’t either, but you had already found what you searched for. A purpose beyond what you were meant to be. Fate was a fickle thing, anyway.

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[mallowbees]

i dont know much about TMA but ,, could you tell me a bit about avatars? I want to make a sona really bad because they look so cool haha

Oh heck YEAH I can!!

Right so!! Avatars are people who have had experiences with or behavior that aligned with one of the 14(15 kinda?) fear entities and end up serving them!! Throwing people to their, for lack of better words, god, to feed off of their fears and occasionally try to kick of rituals to make their god strong and getting some sweet powers as a reward!

!! It’s gonna be kinda hard to avoid spoilers with explaining this, so I’ll try to keep it to the minimum but some spoilers for avatar people’s stuff :’D !!

The 14 are as follows (I’m just gonna snag most of this from the wiki but anything not in italics is me):

The Burried :

Also called The Center, Choke, Too Close I Cannot Breathe.

The fear of claustrophobia, small spaces, of being unable to breathe and the underground and dust. Being at the centre of everything and it is all pushing down. Fear of being trapped without enough space.

Notable avatar person I can think of is 18th centry guy who worked in a grave yard and would nap in the graves cause it was quiet and when they installed bells incase someone was actually alive when they burried them they could ring it, so someone rang it and he cut the line because he thought they were nice and deserved to sleep, also early episode lost johns cave is a good example but doesnt have an avatar in it so hfgh

The Corruption :

Also called Filth, The Crawling Rot, or The Hive.

This entity is linked closely to our feelings of disgust, of feeling revulsion and fear of corruption, disease, filth. Manifests as mould, bugs, rot, decay, infection. The feeling of your skin crawling.

Jane Prentiss, she wanted to be loved and found love in a bunch of worms in a wasp nest in her attic, so she became their hive, she loves her worms and her worms love her, they sing

Also other guy I genuinely don't know his name he just made everyone sick at that retirement home with disease and hung out at hill top road a few times, got sealed in concrete and he always looked like he was skin and slightly rotting

The Dark :

Also called Mr. Pitch, The Forever Blind, The Sandman

A manifestation of our very primal fear of the dark, of what lies beyond what we can sense. What might be in it?

One of the oldest of the Entities.

Uhh cult kidnapped that one kid i think that was them, i dont know who the dark avatar is actually

The Desolation :

Also called The Lightless Flame, The Torturing Flame, The Devastation, Blackened Earth.

This entity deals in fear of pain, of loss, burning, fear of unthinking or cruel destruction.

Acolytes are enriched by destroying the lives of people who had things to live for, destroying things before their potential is realised. In exchange, the cult members can create heat--but not fire--and gain the ability to make their skin run like wax.

They burn from the inside and consume everything in flames, Jude Perry and Agnes Montague are the two i know, Agnes was born into it and died because of forbidden love and Jude set her girlfriends flat on fire so hgfhfg

The End :

Also called Death, Terminus, The Coming End That Waits For All And Cannot Be Ignored.

This entity deals in the fear of death itself, uncaring and unstoppable.

No known attempts at a ritual, presumably because it sees no need to, as Death claims all in the end.

Oliver Banks!! Had dreams of strings that tied people to their deaths, actual rational avatar, also didnt ask for this but he does pretty well. Also commited identity fraud

The Eye :

Also called Beholding, The Watcher, The Ceaseless Watcher, It Knows You.

This entity is fear of being watched, exposed, followed, of having secrets known, but also the drive to know and understand, even if your discoveries might destroy you. Fear that you’re suffering for the sake of something watching.

Elias!! Horrible man!! Can body hop! Just wants to watch the drama unfold and get more power. Knows lots of things and compulsion ! Also Jon because he reckless curiosity kinda screwed him over there and yeah. And that one security guy who got consumed by a watcher lietner watching other people via security camera, rip that guy

The Flesh :

Also called Viscera.

Born from the fear of animals bred for meat, and in the human realisation that we are just animated meat and bones.

Manifests as strange bodies being twisted, reshaped, and butchered.

Thought to be the newest of the 14, born around the time of the Industrial Revolution

Jared Hopworth! Got a Lietner, runs a gym to change bodies into what people want until they're practically not human anymore, likes most bones if they're good bones

The Hunt :

Hunting and chase and violence, this is an animalistic fear, very old and primal. Fear of being hunted, being prey.

Less able to affect people due to our self-removal from the food chain. Self-proclaimed monster hunters (and those who do the same without referring to themselves as such) run a strong chance of becoming Hunters and then having a need to hunt and kill monsters.

Daisy! Things get kinda messed up when you combine non-human impulses with a person so! Murder! violence!

The Lonely :

Also called Forsaken, The One Alone The fear of isolation, of being completely cut off and alone. Fear of being disconnected.

Peter lukas, Martin, grew up lonely and shunned idk what you expected, can literally vanish, cool aethetic- Also that one girl who married one of the lukas’, nayomi? But she wasnt an avatar just with one

The Slaughter :

This entity feeds off of pure, unpredictable, unmotivated violence. Strong ties to war. Fear of not knowing, where, when, how or if pain will come but that it will. Can be violent like a frenzied killer or calm and regimented like soldiers firing on the battlefield.

Melanie! Anger! Murder! Stabby stab! Justificated feeling that your anger is right!

The Spiral :

Also called Es Mentiras, It Is Lies, The Twisting Deceit, It Is Not What It Is.

This entity is fear of madness, of being lost, that your world is wrong, that your mind is lying to you. It deals with deception, lying, deceiving the mind and senses.

Michael! Helen! I don’t,, really know what to say on this one hgfhfg

The Stranger :

Also called I Do Not Know You.

Fear of the unknown. That creeping sense that something isn’t right. Also of unfamiliar people. Manifests as objects pretending to be humans, like mannequins and taxidermied people.

Theyre not people they arent who they arE

The Vast :

Also called The Falling Titan.

This entity deals in our fear of our own insignificance in this universe, of losing yourself in too much space. Its effects involve void, vertigo, and falling, but also anything to do with openness and open spaces, fears like Agoraphobia, fear of deep water.

Simon fairchild is honest to god just vibing hes having so much fun also reeeally long lifespan he likes watching people fall off this and falling off himelf, also mike crew who didnt ask for this but just kinda ended up there anyway cause he got struck by lightning on a hill and got a book

The Web :

Also called The Spider, Mother of Puppets.

Deals with fear of being controlled, entrapped, being trapped and not knowing it, and your will not being your own, of being manipulated. Manifests as spiders and spider webs and patterns like spider webs.

The Extiction :

Also called The Terrible Change, The Future Without Us, The World Is Always Ending

The 15th Entity hypothesized by Adelard Dekker to be currently emerging. 

It is not yet confirmed to actually exist, if it is yet to be officially born, or if it is a combination of other powers and their overlap. It deals with the fear of catastrophic change, the destruction of humanity and its replacement by something different, especially via mankind's own causing.

Man-made elements are one of its hallmarks.

Avatars of other Entities would like to prevent it from emerging if possible.

Nobody on this one yet but yeah!!

So!! Usually it’s either the thing you are scared of embraces you and flips your behavior on its head, (Scared of being alone? Make other people alone! Scared of falling? Make other people fall!) Or something you like vibe with embraces and justifies you even if it scares you (Want to know?? Huh?? Buddy? Wanna Know? Or you just want some love? Get u some worms) Like if your experiences fall under one of the categories you probably go there if you’re not afraid of it, or if something happens and you’re terrified of it but not dead you’ll probably end up there hfhghgfh

Oh also here’s a what entity are you quiz if that helps ghfhfgh: https://uquiz.com/quiz/zxE9GQ/which-tma-entity-are-you-aligned-with?embed=False

Basically, does it scare you a little? Does it vibe with you a bit? There you go! You have an entity now! Have fun! HFGhfh

[dahniwitchoflight]

Candy 18-21

oh, oh no

I’ve heard things about Jane x Gamzee

now I get to experience them, oh boy...

Gamzee gets, strangely serious about stuff for once, huh, who would have thunk it

yeah, It’s clear Jane’s political stuff seem to stem from some kind of fear that one day humanity won’t exist on Earth C for whatever reason

that over time, the population of trolls versus humans will eventually skew so much that there won’t be any adam and eve left to match up with each other

in her mind she really doesn’t hate trolls, cuz its not really about the trolls, not at all, but obviously her actions are equivalent to someone who does hate them and she just doesn’t get that

and like, yeah if you just left them to their own devices, maybe that would happen, but then (and I can’t believe I’m saying this) Gamzee has an extremely good point that they already did that when they plopped all the ectokids down and called it a day for a 1000 years, like, they managed to figure it out on their own just fine

and also

ectobiology will literally never stop being a thing so like, as long as some of the god kids stick around, eventually you can just make more humans it’s no big deal to restart the human gene pool since it will be identical to the first time they started it

there’s no reason to make sure this system runs smoothly the “natural way” it won’t, this situation is unnatural for both species

Jane’s just gotta realize that if she wants humans to keep sticking around, she just has to keep supporting the human population, that’s it, whatever trolls do or don’t do doesn’t matter for that goal

course it doesn’t help to compare trolls to animals when talking about their breeding rate and how it naturally evolved over time unlike the apparently non animal humans Janey

Also Alternian society is def not how troll society naturally is but like how could she know that? And how could any troll near her really explain that? 

aaaand I got so up in taking this seriously I forget who was talking

Jane’s into troll blackrom though that’s interesting and unexpected 

oh wow, Jake was there the whole time

Did they really name Jake and Jane’s baby Tavros??? oh jeesus

Yeah Kinda figured the Jane x Jake thing wasn’t gonna actually be happy

I’m really surprised Jane’s version of happiness apparently involves boinking a weird funny man I mean, she canonically likes clowns and jokes, so at the same time I’m not surprised, I mean, she WAS raised by the condesce, it’s just weird how that influence comes out in her sometimes versus how it doesn’t come out in her

literal Jake nightmare scenario though I think lol

really hammering home how the passions of youth don’t really translate well to happy adult relationships

Oh, so there’s the part where Jade reveals she has Bec biology, considering the fandom reaction you’d think we were gonna get some kind of gross M rated sex scene where she pegs Karkat or something

but all she does is talk about how she’d love a normal family and home life and lament that her circumstances ended up not really allowing that and giving enough hints that we can figure out why that would be

it’s not handled grossly at all, even if the subject matter is odd and it doesn’t come off as some sort of character sabotage

this whole time what we’ve known all Jade was that she was lonely and just wanted a family, not that hard to figure out why, girl’s got the same complex as Joey Claire about her family situation, but she’s more reserved about her feelings since she didn’t get to have a comparison of role models like Joey did with her babysitter and also Jade’s food and shelter needs were somewhat taken care by a planet guardian so the affect was somewhat lessened on the outside, she just didnt get the same chances as Joey to be able to articulate her emotional turmoil about it

aww Jade’s not happy either, well, that’s how it goes when you make relationship decisions based on flimsy passions that are more about fulfilling the needs of the self than about actually wanting good things for a partner

More like Jade’s sort of realized that Karkat and Dave don’t have a genuine romantic interest in her and she’s the only one keeping this ship afloat

oh shit, a dead younger jade, oh damn wait she’s the one from Meat that was trapped in the house juju and then immediately died from space razors

Yeah’s she’s a bloody symbol of meat that’s for sure, theyre making that pretty clear

“Her eyes go wide and she feels the breath go out of her for a moment. She looks directly upward. Where did this body come from?”

Again, if we take that symbolism circle of Breath = Sugar = Drugged up High =  Breath

This little dash of meat falling into wonderland would break the breathy haze for a bit wouldn’t it?

So if this kind of thing can happen to others besides John, there’s hope yet for something of value to come from Candy

“ There’s a peaked skylight at the top of the foyer that splits the morning sun like a prism, spilling multicolored dots across every surface below. Amongst those dots are drips of teen-Jade’s blood. It’s so dark on the spotless tile that it looks nearly black. “

I wish I could draw things, I’d love to draw this exact scene here, it’s pretty and morbid

Yeah, the relationship theme of Candy seems to be that everyone’s jumping into Kismesis plus Matesprite threesomes, that seem to be neither of what anyone actually wants in totality

There’s some realization that their Candy filled atmosphere is actually more a drug or a poison, teen jade can’t be revived, and it’s not because of what happened to her, but more because of the environment she is in now

Ah Roxy, ever the social chameleon people pleaser, not working this time though

Jade’s is easily explained already as she has the social graces of an elephant

It is kinda sad tho to see most of the human characters actually aren’t that good at being cool about troll stuff

“CALLIOPE: pUrple roses traditionally represent love at first sight, however these roses are actUally red roses that we prepared Using a blUe dye.CALLIOPE: the blUe rose is the most elUsive and mysterioUs of all flowers.CALLIOPE: the combination of red and blUe in this context is meant to evoke the dUal natUre of death, in that there is nothing more mysterioUs and impossible to comprehend than the vast void of the afterlife, bUt also there is nothing that makes Us appreciate the life and and love that we already have than the mystery of death.CALLIOPE: while death is terrifying, there is always joy to be foUnd among the sorrow. each time we witness death, we fall in love with the important people in oUr lives all over again.“

Why do I get the feeling Calliope is talking about actual rose here somehow?

Is it because she started off with “here’s the symbolism of Purple Roses”?

a Red Rose dyed Blue

Now if Cascade taught us anything Blue and Red certainly represent a mutual destruction of opposites coming together to create a third new thing in the blaze of the aftermath, but that thing was a Green Sun, not something purple, so why bring Rose into mind for all of this?

We have been seeing the effects of what happens when people in candyland awaken from their drug haze with a smattering of blood, but in that case why not make the symbolism more clear by saying a Blue Candied Rose dyed Red as if with Bloodied Meat?

is it more to mean that the correct path lies NOT in Candy being dyed Red, but in Meat being dyed Raspberry Blue?

I Mean, Candy!Rose certainly seems shaken here, having gotten jolted out of her drugged haze at some point, but unable to See, and she’s actually starting to be concerned about that and Meat!Rose is kind of out of commission at this point, So I guess to get things back on track, Candy!Rose would have to go back to the Meat somehow, or might be the influence needed to snap Meat Rose out of her daze

Though I don’t like how this is taking place in the context of a funeral, specifically bringing to mind how Dirk did the same thing using the vessel of Death, I hope Candy Rose doesn’t try to just, off herself

with Dirk taking control of Rose’s ultimate self in Meat, Candy!Rose might be the only true Rose left to take heroic action

Aww, Callie is still head over heels for Roxy, I’m really surprised with this theme of threesomes that nothing ever came of a John x Roxy x Callie, but then again all the threesomes so far have been painted Black and Red, and unless John or Roxy was to form a Kismesis with Callie, I don’t see it happening at all

OH SHIT SPEAKING OF RED AND BLUE

Damn, Sollux and Aradia are here

“KARKAT: MAYBE FUCKING NEPETA IS ABOUT TO POUNCE FROM BEHIND THAT GROTESQUE STATUE OF THE HUMAN SUFFERER T-POSING OVER THERE.”

Karkat don’t tease me about Nepeta but also again WHY is actual Jesus here.

Is Roxy a christian in this timeline? Was she legit just praying to actual Human Jesus? That’s so, weird, especially for Roxy to do, what the fuck in Roxy’s upbringing on an apocalypse earth would make her want to worship Jesus?

Oh wait, that’s obviously what she thinks that every other human sincerely does, since she only had human media to go off of, and like, technically no human has ever said they DONT worship christian gods to her.

“GAMZEE: wHeN tHe DoOr Of ThAt FrIdGe pOpPeD oPeN iT wAs LikE i Be AlL sEeIn ThE lIgHt AnD sHiT.

SOLLUX: well yeah

SOLLUX: that’s what happens when s0me0ne 0pens a d00r t0 a t0tally dark encl0sure.“

Gamzee has had a weirdly meta understanding of what’s going on so far, for some reason, I can’t fathom what could be the Lighty influence that he’s gotten

unless...

Dirk really IS starting to subsume Ultimate Rose, and that’s bleeding over to every Ultimate self connected to Dirk

the more Gamzee knows meta shit and says oddly correct things, the more we know Dirk is “winning” over Rose

Oh, that’s why Gamzee is really here isn’t he? I mean, storywise? He’s a Dirk thermometer/gauge/thing, he’s our way of measuring how far Dirk’s influences are going in Meat

“ARADIA: its so nice that you believe all that gamzee

ARADIA: i think i can honestly say

ARADIA: im reasonably happy for you?“

lol

“blue smoke”

You don’t really tend to describe Smoke as being Blue right? At least, I don’t think that’s usual

But if we’re straight up associating Candy with Blue  to complement Meat with Red now, it’s just making the whole Sugar = Breath thing that much stronger

*EDIT* DUH OF COURSE OF CANDY’S COLOR IS BLUE

BLUE GUSHERS. OBVIOUSLY. *end edit*

and I mean, what is Breath but a weird bluey smoke?

Roxy just wants to be happy with all her friends, that’s all

It is a good shake at trying to explain the nature of infinite possibility, that in reality, there isn’t really more weight put into one possibility over others, that’s how it works in real life anyway

unfortunately a storyline of canon is going to favor some version of events over others, and people make choices because they have preferences for that choice over other choices, something that seems kind of lost on Candy!Roxy who seems to just be okay with going along with anything because everything has an equal chance for having happytimes in this place

Roxy may be starting to lose her sense of self as well, and with her knowledge on things and how’s she’s been described as immutable so far, I wouldn’t be surprised at her having easily and subtly slipped into Ultimate Self hood herself and just being really okay with the idea that there is no one true Roxy, that she is just one piece of many, and not like, needing to delve into that further, not needing to connect with all her alternate selves, happy just being singular but at the same time completely malleable

Oh! Baby time.

Oh fuck, Al!Calliope in Jade time.

Why is Callie so afraid of Alt!Callie? That didn’t come across in their meetings in Homestuck as much, so why is that different here?

Is it because of Jade’s earlier comment of “there can only be one instance of a person here” and Callie doesn’t think she can win against Alltie?

Also, all these instances of Alltie appearing in Jade’s body is making me worried Alltie is doing something to both of their Ultimate Selves, like she’s subsuming Jade somehow like Dirk is subsuming Rose

I mean, they are fighting one another, so if Dirk’s doing something she has to keep pace right? In her mind, it’s probably totally justified

this is getting long enough for this post though, off we go again but I’m still reading

[cockbiteproductions]

primed to scream PRIMES! PRIMES! PRIMES!!

f i just typed the answer to most of these questions and chrome crashed so christ i have to fucking retype all these but much condensed because i am lazy.

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

chocolate bars. but only milk. my mom buys exclusively Very Dark Chocolate though so i usually just stare at those and Wish.

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

well bubblegum or cotton candy flavored stuff neither they both taste nauseating. if we’re talking about the actual stuff then bubblegum because i can pop it. this actually reminded me i have gum in the pantry from the beginning of the semester i havent even opened yet so now my roommates have you to thank for popping noises the next hr or so

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

soda bottles because i dont like to drink soda quickly and so i want to close it and not let the carbon dioxide escape. soda cans a close second because it’s satisfying to open the tab.

7. earbuds or headphones?

wired earbuds because headphones are too big and clunky and you cant easily lay on your side with headphones on. but if my next pair of earbuds break within a month i might consider Switching because ive had 3 break on me in the past month and half and im at my wits end with earbuds.

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

i dont eat much for breakfast cause i want to sleep in until the last possible moment and i get stomachaches when i eat a lot in the morning but ill eat a piece of bread and yogurt maybe.

13. lanyard or key ring?

key ring but that’s just because i havent used a lanyard before. i think i would like a lanyard. im constantly looking for my keys in bags.

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

this pair of black sandals that i have tan lines on my feet from how much ive worn them

19. sleeping position?

ill sleep however... i like sleeping on my left side. on my stomach with my head to the right. on my back with my arms crossover my chest to keep warm. at the end of the bed with my head where my feet should be. i dont move at all when i sleep so freshman year when i had a lofted bed i think my roommate was a bit concerned in the beginning when i refused a bedrail because she thought i might fall. i never fell which was nice.

23. strange habits?

oh man idk i probably have a lot of those but nothing i can think about right now when im being put on the spot.

in elementary school i used to refuse to step on the yellow tiles at school.

29. best way to bond with you?

talk to me about the stuff i love!!!! and watch the stuff i love with me!!!! i am always down to [whatever the rabb.it replacement is these days] stuff with people and just generally both yell at each other and be passionate about stuff. currently what im passionate about is the stuff im screaming over at @winstonbillions​ so talk to me about that stuff!! please. i am always 3 seconds from screaming about ANY of that stuff.

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

idk about outfits to kick ass and take names but i have outfits where i get my ass kicked and name taken aka what i wear to exams. which is my tower of pimps shirt which ive deemed lucky. is it lucky in any way? no, but i’m hoping if i wear it enough to exams it might.

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

duffel bag. suitcases are so large and unwieldily. that reminds me i have a suitcase of winter clothes in my trunk i need to take out.

41. last person you texted?

as in actual texts on my phone? that would be my dad. asking him if i should drop my class im failing. 

as for the last person i instant messaged, that would be one of my mutuals through my musical theater sideblog im currently yelling at about [musical theater related interest]. im not kidding guys talk to me about the stuff i post about on @winstonbillions​ PLEASE

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

2 months ago i would have said hoodie but im kinda becoming a cardigan kind of person now. theyre just Soft and and Long and Casual and i love them. hoodies are too hard to take off.

47. favorite type of cheese?

mild cheddar, american, and mozzarella. i actually only Recently started cataloging cheeses in my brain to their actual names so for my entire life i was like i just like cheese even though there are certain ones i hate like swiss and blue cheese.

53. what is the current state of your hands?

a bit cold and a bit tired from typing all the answers to all these asks tbh. but other than that good. i just cut my nails because they were atrociously long. 

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“worm” or “fuck” or “no!” according to my roommate

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

oh my ogdokh oym ogdos sd fdospohm to mo edf ucmign fugod mfyo uacant just ask me this im going to absolutely die

in absolutely no order, all from completely from memory, and favorite for a variety of different reasons

“fuck you, math man. if you’re such a genius why can’t you count to loyalty” - mafee in 4x11 lamster billions

“captain, he think, and feels that much more powerful” - luminousbeings in you don’t have to (say yes) the star trek fic

“more than you know, i understand wanting to walk away from the jedi”“i know.” - anakin skywalker and ahsoka tano in 5x12 the wrong jedi star wars the clone wars

“i won’t leave you, not this time.” “then you will die” - ahsoka tano and darth vader in 2x12 twilight of the apprentice star wars rebels

“there is nothing so pure as a man on a mission. when faced with the fire, never quivers or runs. there is nothing so noble as sticking together, for lonely is the life lead when sticking to its guns." - narrator in bloodsong of love by joe iconis

“now i’ve got myself a name and i’m ready to risk it with a battle cry disguised as a sing-along” - never heard nothing by joe iconis

“i’m frickin done with being the loser, the wuss, the underdog. being the misfit, the old school analog. being the oddball, the weakling freak. the failure, the sucker, the please-don’t-speak. oh i can’t hardly wait for the moment when i’m not the loser the geek or whatever, ever again” - jeremy heere in be more chill by joe iconis

“i’m tired of being the person that everyone thinks that i am” - various in be more chill by joe iconis

“q is for quantitative, baby!” - winston in 4x12 extreme sandbox billions

“the cheering is just as important as the song” - lisa and ms. werring in the black suits by joe iconis

“first, best destiny” - spock in star trek ii wrath of khan

“be proud of your place in the cosmos. it is small, and yet it is. how unlikely. how fantastic, and stupid. and excellent.” - cecil in welcome to night vale old oak doors part b

“are we living a life that is safe from harm? of course not. we never are. the questions is are we living a life that is worth the harm?” - cecil in welcome to night vale parade day

“as I turned and my eyes beheld you, i displayed emotion. i beg forgiveness.” - spock somewhere in star trek tos

“the sky collapsed without a sound. these broken pieces hit the ground.  the rain fell down around me and i drowned, but i will save you.” - part of me from dear evan hansen

“this is, after all, the story of how i died” - epsilon in the rvb13 trailer

“and while the law has many punishments for the atrocities we inflict on others, there are no punishments for the terrors we inflict on ourselves.” - the director in the s6 finale of red vs blue

that was in no way an exhaustive list but all i could think of at the moment

67. good luck charms?

not really any tbh. i try to wear my tower of pimps shirt whenever i take an exam but that’s about it.

71. least favorite pattern?

what does this even fucking mean?????? i will say the observer design pattern in programming because i don’t understand it well despite having used it twice now.

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

oh god idk why are all these questions getting harder. nothing i can think of at the moment.

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

i say school id tentatively, but neither of them looks great. my school id photo was a selfie.

83. writing or drawing?

writing. i wish to GOD i could draw and i probably could if i put in the amount of time i need to to learn how to draw but im a lazy bastard. but i’m not that great at writing either as i’ve found out. everything is way too short and out of character and too venty and i am weird about letting people i know read what i write (sorry @ all the people who keep asking me to let them read my writing.  it’s not that great you’re not missing out at all and i hate the Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known) and i abandon ideas literal minutes after getting them.

89. who would you put before everyone else?

what the fuck kind of question is this?????? i GUESS the answer should be me but uh i am not even putting myself before myself as i am procrastinating on a shitload of homework with this. i guess my “close” friends. they’re pretty chill. but generally ill do anything for anyone all you have to do is ask.

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

4, my own, my home landline, my dad’s cell, and my dad’s work.

[lollytea]

can you tell us more about the snufmin kids, if thats okay?

Oh of course, of course!! i love those children so much dude!!!

[Original OC post]

Beginnings

-Torben’s origins are kinda a downer but basically his mom was a witch on the outskirts of a little village (real far away from moominvalley) who was killed after a lot of fearmongering. they raided her cottage afterwards and found baby torben and assumed him to be a child she stole.

- They couldnt find the “real mother” and he ended up in the care of a childrens’ home. He actually bounced around a few of them until he ended up in the home where he met with his future siblings. according to those working there, he had a rather unnerving stare and a lot of them felt there was something not quite right about him. (the rumor going around was it was something the witch had “done to him” and that “the poor child might never be the same”)  he was a lot more sullen as a baby who didnt have much of an interest in toys and had a hard time connecting with the other children. He brightened up considerably when he found Birch and Essi

- Birch was an oddity from the start. (Species headcanon from here) Its natural for woodies grow in groups, usually from trees and bushes, so theyre biologically social creatures who are hardly ever seen alone. But Birch may have been a spectacle of his species, as he was formed in a moss patch and born all on his own. 

- Another thing that was considered strange about him was his lack of imprinting. Woodies tend to latch on to the first “safe” person they meet, who then forcibly becomes their “parent”. (Woodies are produced asexually and have no “real parents” so finding a person of protection is often done as a survival tactic. It’s recommended that one stay away from woodies if one is not ready for children.) Baby Birch was discovered by a farmer and surprisingly did not take to him right away, like any woodie does. Actually he was rather standoffish and even bit if the old man touched him. He was sent to the home not long after. 

- Space was tight and there werent a lot of cribs/beds to go around, so Birch didn’t have one to himself. Instead they just squeezed him into 2 year old torben’s crib for the two children to share. Here they became inseparable, with Birch, maybe not imprinting but forming a close bond with somebody and finally finding a source of comfort. He bit a little less after this. Likewise with Torben, who gained a caring gleam in his eye once he had a little one to care for. Even when Torben was old enough for a proper bed, he insisted Birch sleep with him and would not budge on the matter. The home gave in and allowed it. 

- Essi’s origin was a simple one, of just being born at the wrong time. In a house packed with mumrik children, one more simply could not be accommodated. I dont want to say her birth parents were terrible people but with the amount of kids they had, they were rather jaded to a fresh baby face and werent too emotional in deciding they need to be rid of her. 

- She was never an angry or intentionally misbehaved baby when under the care of the home. She just needed a lot of stimulation that she wasnt getting and tended to tear up her clothes, curtains and bedsheets. It was also concerning that she never cried, or babbled or made any sound at all. It had falsely interpreted as some fort of defect child. They didnt know if it was right to mix her with the other babies, seeing as with the damage her claws had already done, they felt she could be dangerous. She was left on her own a lot.

- The other two met Essi when they were caught stealing food from the kitchen and locked away on their own to think about how sorry they were. But being tight on space, the only isolated room was the one where Essi was kept. They had heard about her being “the baby who didnt cry” and were very intrigued. but upon further inspection of the wriggling little girl in the cot, Torben observed that she looked lonely. They wondered if she simply wasnt capable of crying, which would be awful if one wanted to express their sadness. After entertaining her throughout their isolation period, the two decided that she was now their baby. And they would be her siblings. They would all belong to each other. As a family.

Miscellaneous HCs:

-Torben sleeps like he’s fucking comatose. There is no waking him. Even when living with Moomintroll and Snufkin, he and Birch still share a bed and Torben kicks and Birch (a light sleeper) hates it. But no matter how much arguments and late night brawls this causes, they still refuse to get separate beds. 

- Essi has a crib in Moomintroll’s room and sleeps there until she’s like 4. (She always magically ends up from her crib to her papa’s stomach by morning.) They tried to get her a “big girl room” when she was bigger but she didnt adapt very well as she couldnt sleep when she was alone. They had to move her into her siblings’ room. She slept soundly after that. 

- Moomintroll and Snufkin often tell the kids stories from their youth, sometimes using anonymous names to work as “fictional stories” lest they frighten them (or for the sake of their own dignity). Essi is very disturbed by the story of the the hobgoblin’s hat, while Birch can only scoff and wonder aloud what sort of idiot was that moomin who went and put the thing on his head. Moomintroll stares dead ahead and refuses to meet eyes with a highly amused Snufkin.

- Early on in his training, Alicia gifts Torben with his own witch hat. With much excitement, he immediately plops the thing on only for his whole head to disappear under it. Alicia laughs, informing him only a fully trained witch can wear it properly and the hat will adjust accordingly once he’s ready. (The hat freaks Moomin the fuck out. He does not care for magical hats anymore.)

- Essi has a little stuffed yellow bird that Mymble got her, which she carries around (often in her mouth) everywhere. She named him Comet, based on the story of when her papas first met.

- Speaking of Mymble (the younger), she loves doing Essi’s hair, although it took her a while to get accustomed to the little mumrik’s big mop of curls and couldnt understand why brushing it was so hard at first. She’s familiar with it now and often weaves in little flowers and ribbons. 

- Birch is very close with Snorkmaiden who thinks his flowering skin is very pretty and encourages his writing and curiosity. (Being a huge fan of the written word herself, mostly fairytales.) 

- Moominpapa is also supportive of his eloquent grandchild (Splendid! Another writer in the family, eh?)  but he’s a little more pushy and it takes a bit of chiding from moominmama to get him to stop saying “have you considered writing about Me??”

- Torben loves Snork. Snork.....hates Torben really. Well, its not that they hate him, its just that Snork has spent their entire life on this flying machine project and torben+flying broomstick= a mockery of it all. Not to mention Torben is annoying as fuck and spends way too much time pestering Snork about god knows what.

- Essi and Little My hunt bugs together. Lov the cronch

- Birch is afraid of thunderstorms. The whole family usually piles into his bed on thundery nights to make him feel safe. 

- Once Torben is at an adequate stage of witching training, he’s allowed a familiar. Of all creatures, he chooses Essi, the closest thing to a black cat he has. She happily obliges and spends most of her late childhood, mid teens operating under this duty.

- Snufkin has composed a tune for each of his children that he plays when alone and thinking about them, or by their bedside and playing them to sleep. Torben’s tune is called ‘Bonfire in the Rain’ Birch’s is ‘Baring Shards of One’s Looking Glass’ and Essi’s is ‘She Who Stirs the Stars’

- To help with Birch’s collecting hobby, Torben enchants a little velveteen pouch an gifts it to him. It never overflows and Birch can fit the whole forest in there if he wishes. It’s very handy to carry around when Birch is vagabond. Extremely light luggage.

- Torben also gifts Essi with a locket encapsulated with the essence of a star. Just enough heat and light to illuminate her way and keep her warm at night. It’s her prized possession. 

- Birch is ace and a he/him nonbinary. He’s not entirely sure if he’s aro as he feels pretty picky about close friends too. but romance has never appealed to him much. 

- Essi is bi. She’s only briefly been involved with like 3 people before meeting the love of her life, Sislaf. 

- Torben is as fluid as can be. He doesnt really have a way to describe his sexuality, he just knows that he loves and loves and loves a lot. He’s a bit like Mymble in the sense that he dates a lot and is always very naive and devoted right away, only to get himself hurt later. He’s quite sensitive about all that.

Futures

- Once the kids are grown, they do end up going their separate ways in life but remain close and visit eachother frequently. They keep in contact by letters. Birch is eternally pissed about his messy handwriting compared to Essi’s beautiful scrawl and Torben’s neat yet flashy one.

- Torben becomes the Moominvalley Witch, now that Alicia’s family have moved on to other places. He builds himself a small cottage on the outskirts so he can have time alone to think and brew. He’s still a walking distance from his parents home though. Flying distance if he’s feeling lazy.  

- Birch’s travels become longer and in time and through word of mouth, the tale he tells become quite well known. He’s a famous storyteller now, whether he wants to be or not. Luckily, he’s begrudgingly embraced it (better than Snufkin did with his fame) and spends a lot of time in taverns, entertaining the regulars.

- Essi was the one who found it the hardest to grow up. Shes a family oriented person so she didnt want to be alone but she also dreamed of adventure and couldnt just drag her whole family along with her (especially her papas who were at the point where they just wanted to rest and settle down) But she found her calling. Criminal. Leader of a pack of criminals actually. Some were old friends from moominvalley, some she met along the way but Essi was lucky enough to find herself a group that became like a family to her. They traveled land and sea, doing all the righteous work and righting the injustices that Snufkin used to do. Only this time, its not just one little man. Its one little woman and her gang. 

- The siblings meet up a lot, usually around a campfire where they share a pipe and laugh about nostalgia. Torben’s particularly good at animating the smoke into moving images, while Birch tells a story to accompany it  and Essi claps along. And even when shes grown and tough, during moments like this Essi still feels the comforting warmth of being a baby sister

[pwnyta]

POKEMON DOODLES. BETCHA DIDNT SEE THAT COMING.

These mediocre doodles are mostly for Omi. Theyre not even real characters from the games/show... its just... dont worry about it. Since im lazy its all just sketchy doodles. ((A shit ton of them under the cut!))

Hugo (Nat- ):

Candy (Nat- Naive): A not all together newbie. Im sure she was delighted to get he codename... and then less delighted that there was someone already called ‘Candyman‘.

Scarecrow or just ‘Crow’ (Nat- Modest): A spooky man who’ll fit whatever roll he needed for. Very flexible. Has an easy personality to deal with though hes not very forthcoming about himself personally... might be better in a job like this.

Lock (Nat- Quiet):

Doc (Nat- Careful): He has a lot of information on almost everyone... aside from Sickle whos doctor is Emanuel. Hes not a fighter and refuses to evolve because his tail was mutilated and he can be a Slowbro anymore. Hes somehow gained a weirdly dark organ harvester rep... maybe because hes rarely seen and peoples imagination go wild... but to the people under his care hes just a nice, tiny guy who does a good job of patching them up quickly. He will smuggle drugs however because now he gets to work in better conditions under Sickle... hes also got a strange morbid sense of humor.

Wisp (Nat- Hasty): An ice queen type, kinda haughty and smug but shes got the skills to back that up so no one can talk shit. Like ‘sure shes an asshole... but shes not wrong‘. She tries to work WITH people just so she can get them the fuck away from her as quickly as possible. She doesnt appreciate people overstaying their welcome and prefers to go solo. If she needs a partner she prefers another woman or at least a pretty man... but someone like Link or Skim would be better.

Skim (Nat- Sassy): Honestly just a nod to Catwoman in general.

Father (Nat- Serious): A very religious man, mute, demands perfection. If you work for him and fuck up and embarrass him youre in for a world of hurt.  No matter how fond he may seem to be towards someone this is true. He doesnt play favorites and he doesnt want anyone under him to stagnate. You push yourself or HE’LL PUSH YOU. The operatives working under him are jokingly referred to as his ‘kids‘. Toward his equals he can be respectful... or maybe just tolerant.

Perma (Nat- Adamant): A cruel efficient lady. Has a thing for blades which is possibly why she has no trouble working for a guy like Sickle. The fact hes not interested piques her interest in him even more.

Gadget (Nat- Rash): Tries to be a fun gamer girl but her short temper makes it hard. Some suggest her codename should be ‘Tripwire‘ because of how unpredictably dangerous she can be... but she disagrees BECAUSE SHES A FUCKING DELIGHT. Can be a bit of a troll... and not the goofy fun kind (the malicious I’ll ruin your life if you cross me kind).

Blink (Nat- Calm) A Very obedient and very smart. Has a really droning dull voice and never loses his temper. Hes good at calming a certain Luxray down.

Mele (IDK)

Wool (Nat- Sassy) Plays dumb and pretty but hes rather clever and is a fun loving fella. Has a French accent. Master of disguise!

Wreckingball (Nat- Hardy): Has no real talent or skill. Hes just a tough bastard you call in if you need to fuck some shit up. Hes probably one of the more pleasant agents in Sickles crew and is chummy... probably not the greatest idea considering his coworkers are a bunch of shady assholes.

Mittens (Nat- Jolly): Hes another rather nice agent of Sickles. But hes not a dumbass like Wreckingball and has become of the head of the Sigma divison. He is a bit reckless tho. He can shoot his arms off and use them as weapons so he occasionally wears prosthetic arms and spends a lot of time with Doc.

Prick (Nat- Impish) Hes a smarmy lad who enjoys talking vaguely and annoying people. HIS NAME IS APPROPRIATE AND HE LOVES IT.

River (Nat- Naughty): Flirty and dangerous. Hes a killer but hes quick and efficient doesnt draw out anyones death. Not because hes nicer or squeamish or anything its because torture isnt in his job description. Hes great at getting people to think he honestly cares and like using built trust to crush his victims. He also like cucumbers! He somehow gets along well with Madam even though theyre both just being fake bitches.

Madam (Nat- Mild): Looks very dainty and delicate and uses peoples desire to please a pretty woman to take advantage of them. Shes not shy about minor edits to peoples memories to help her get away even though its illegal.

Cleo (Nat- Docile):

Cresent the Shiny Lycanroc (dusk form. Nat- relaxed)

Link the Golisopod (Nat- Quiet)-

Methuselah the Drampa (Nat- Mild)

Viola the Chatot (Nat- Naughty)

Sandstorm the Flygon (Nat- Adamant)... Her personality is like that of a strict teacher dont let her have a ruler unless you wanna get spanked. Shes neat and detail oriented and because shes so outwardly respectable... no one would ever suspect shes a fucking thief. Shes a collector of rare and valuable books and of course prefers original copies. Her social skills arent grea unless shes pretending to be someone shes not and gets embarrassed if she reveals too much about herself to anyone.

Cavendish the Tropius (Nat- Lax). Her personality is like shes on autopilot, she gets shit done but shes sorta checked out. Shed much rather just stay home but she also got expensive tastes and shes not rich.

Alkaloid (Nat- Lonely): A gloomy lass that craves companionship. Shes not great at making connections to people which is fine for her position but really wants to have someone to click with. After she lost her eye she became even more distant with people. Shes rather fond of Doc though their relationship is rather one sided... her projecting some strange friendship on him because he cares for her and keeps her secrets... but hes a doctor and its kind of his job.

Blanco (Nat- Quirky): A vain dramatic ladies man. Is a skilled in his job (of course) but he hates when hes gotta tone back his extravagant life. After a long job he likes to surround himself with lively people and have some fun. He thinks he works VERY well with others and thinks himself a perfect partner.... most find him obnoxious and a lot have told him so... he just takes all criticism as jokes and lets it roll off him. If nothing else hes very positive!

Mistletoe (Nat- Serious): He seems cold and scary but hes a man of honor (for a guy who tortures people for a living anyway). He refuses to harm anyone weaker than him and is very caring of children and will step in if he sees some injustice if he can. Rouge agents, traitors,and shit like that though... hes ruthless and is very good at prying information out of them.  His hobby of developing new and dangerous poisons/chemicals are often tested on whoever hes toying with. ((He should have spots on the light red parts of his jacket... I forgot them IDK how OH WELL. I wanna tweak his costume a bit anyways. Vileplume colors are so bleh.))

Dust (Nat- Calm): Outwardly very charming but theyre not as sweet as they seem on the inside. Dust doesnt need to bring their victims in any kind of room to do their dirty work and prefers using their dust and psychic abilities to just mind fuck their victims into submission.

The Candyman the Alolan Muk (Nat- Quiet) is an annoyingly patient man and the perfect guy to call if you need to teach someone a lesson. If no one else can do it... THE CANDYMAN CAN. IDK what that Mr Mime did but he pissed Sickle off... Candyman has one weak point and thats his poor eyesight... and he’ll get very annoyed if you touch his glasses.

Doc gets a penpal.

BB Sparky helps Boat be a Pichu with the clever use of feathers and a pink marker.

Lees a hit with his mommas work friends.

Lee and his kids. (Sam and Sparky are his kids occasionally.) Hes a stronk boy but his health isnt the best... even Sam can feel a little guilty and worried when he causes trouble for his friend.

Alex is not an easy man to anger and hes very dangerous when hes angry but no matter how pissed off he is... just seeing Lee can sweep that all away. Alex can get away with a lot... but Lee still wont let him wear his preferred fighting attire. QQ so mean.

I revamped Boats friend Arcane. Hes a cop. ...he mostly hangs out with other dogs but also Boat. Nice guy, very righteous but also kind of a prideful asshole sometimes.

Ray revamp.

I made Sandy shiny because the black looked cool.

Some cops.

Another scientist

TAPUS!!!

Halos childhood friend turned criminal.

Stan and Davy fam!! Stans mum is a detective, his dad is a stay at home dad.

Davys mum is an ~*~ARTIST~*~ especially in fashion but shes flexible and creative... and very spontaneous and his dad is former military turned workhorse for his wife. Hes good at sewing with all his tentacles.

Although her desire to have a kid was random and ill thought out... they werent as awful at being parents as he thought.

Another Ray! Mega Manectric and Hebenon.

BB Pokemon Quest crew.

I forgot to add Ho-Oh Lugia

And the trios.

[hp-again]

Rereading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Chapter Ten - Kreacher’s Tale

EDIT: warning - i go off on long tangents about house elves in this post so... reader beware lol 

ive been purposely putting off doing this reread bc i really really really dont want to cry BUT lets power through this sad ass chapter

Ron had had a fit of gallantry and insisted that Hermione sleep on the cushions from the sofa, so that her silhouette was raised above his. Her arm curved on the floor, her fingers inches from Ron’s. Harry wondered whether they had fallen asleep holding hands. The idea made him feel strangely lonely.

1. SO happi they kept this in the movie. 2. i fucking love ron weasley 

- UGH FUCKING AUNTIE MURIEL. pisses me off that she makes harry resent dumbledore after his death like MIND YO OWN BUSINESS

- lol sirius room is p much described as ‘STICKIN IT TO THA MAN’ and i couldn’t love him more

With a leap of pleasure, Harry recognized his father; his untidy black hair stuck up at the back like Harry’s, and he too wore glasses. Beside him was Sirius, carelessly handsome, his slightly arrogant face so much younger and happier than Harry had ever seen it alive.

SO many things about this description makes me sad yall.

- ok im not going to quote the whole thing but harry just found lilys letter to sirius and it makes me FEEL things so if you too want to FEEL things go to page 180 plz and thx

The letter was an incredible treasure, proof that Lily Potter had lived, really lived, that her warm hand had once moved across this parchment, tracing ink into these letters, these words, words about him, Harry, her son.

let the water works begin

- also can we all appreciate that sirius bought harry his very first broomstick and also his very favorite broomstick years later??? cool? cool.

There was a little too much understanding in the smile Hermione gave him for Harry’s liking.

idk why but i find this fucking hilarious. harry out here thinking ‘dont fucking pity me hoe’ lol

- regulus is probably the single most interesting character in the series and i will FIGHT whoever disagrees

- WHAT UP KREACHER BB!!!!!!!!! ok regulus is the most interesting HUMAN character but kreacher is the most interesting NONhuman character

The elf sat up, curled into a ball, placed his wet face between his knees, and began to rock backward and forward.

i just wanna give him a hug yall

“And one day, a year after he had joined, Master Regulus came down to the kitchen to see Kreacher. Master Regulus always liked Kreacher. And Master Regulus said... he said...” The old elf rocked faster than ever. “...he said that the Dark Lord required an elf.”

i feel so sad for kreacher almost more than any other character in the books. he was so FUCKING loyal and just wanted to be loved and praised by his masters

This, then, was how Voldemort had tested the defenses surrounding the Horcrux: by borrowing a disposable creature, a house-elf...

fucking sick

“Kreacher drank, and as he drank, he saw terrible things... Kreacher’s insides burned... Kreacher cried for Master Regulus to save him, he cried for his Mistress Black, but the Dark Lord only laughed... He made Kreacher drink all the potion... He dropped a locket into the empty  basin... He filled it with more potion.  And then the Dark Lord sailed away, leaving Kreacher on the island...”

lol full on bawling now. also notice how jkr specifically indented the last line to really fucking punch you in the heart

- elf magic vs wizard magic is FASCINATING yall i need a college course on this shit

- i feel like i almost forget that kreacher had to WATCH the master he loved drink the potion, basically torturing himself, and then get dragged under water by the inferi and then LEAVE. like it seriously breaks my heart to try and comprehend. 

“Stop him - stop him!” Hermione cried. “Oh, don’t you see now how sick it is, the way they’ve got to obey?”

i love hermione granger. I think the boys and everyone at school didnt understand SPEW bc the house elves at hogwarts are well taken care of. theyre not tortured or beaten and so people couldn’t understand why she was fighting so hard to stop the elves from doing stuff they actually love. BUUUUT hermione was able to see past the elves just at hogwarts who had a good life and look at the elves like kreacher and dobby who lived miserable lives and just.... i need a hug yall 

“I don’t understand you, Kreacher,” he said finally. “Voldemort tried to kill you, Regulus died to bring Voldemort down, but you were still happy to betray Sirius to Voldemort? You were happy to go to Narcissa and Bellatrix, and pass information to Voldemort through them...” “Harry, Kreacher doesn’t think like that,” said Hermione, wiping her eyes on the back of her hand. “He’s a slave; house-elves are used to bad, even brutal treatment; what Voldemort did to Kreacher wasn’t that far out of the common way. What do wizard wars mean to an elf like Kreacher? He’s loyal to people who are kind to him, and Mrs. Black must have been, and Regulus certainly was, so he served them willingly and parroted their beliefs.” [...] “I’ve said all along that wizards would pay for how they treat house-elves. Well, Voldemort did... and so did Sirius.”

BOOM WITH THE MOTHER FUCKING DYNAMITE. this passage hits me SO hard yall. hermione is right; actions have consequences and think just how much would have changed or been different if sirius had treated kreacher with love like regulus had; they could have been closer to defeating voldemort MUCH sooner and sirius would most likely be alive. just... if theres one message to take away from this, treat everyone nicely kids. 

- lovelovelove that harry is making an effort now to be nice to kreacher and gave him the fake locket. happy tears now yall

He then made two low bows to Harry and Ron, and even gave a funny little spasm in Hermione’s direction that might have been an attempt at a respectful salute

progress people, progress.

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[kyanmaaaa]

i told my bro abt this dream and hes just like why are your dreams so dark (so like, tw for this one)

but honestly i didnt really consider this dark it was oddly beautiful if scary. im going to fill in parts with what i think could have happened there but im also not going to include the details for what the room looked like in every scene besides whats neccassary, cause this was so vivid i could try to describe to you what each PERSON looked like and people usually dont even have faces in my dreams!

its still long so heres a read more

beginning of the dream im walking home at dusk and im coming from a direction i almost nvr walk, except for when its halloween. so it may have been halloween in my dream, the sunset is a beautiful BRIGHT orange and its on the side of my house rather than behind like it usually is but thats a minor detail.

cause around the house behind mine theres a very strange cloud formation, much lower than i usually see clouds and its not foggy but its just, theres clouds wrapped around the house except for the front and the wall just goes up and up and up to the top and slightly past the house. paired with the sunset i think thats really beautiful so i take some pics with my phone and go closer just to see how close i can get before the clouds disappear and then i’ll go home

i didnt get to go home, the clouds wrapped fully around the house and a strong, something, stopped me from leaving. also there was like an evil to/riel so she mighta been the one doing that

next part of the dream kinda jumps around so ill have to infer some parts but essentially the house changes from the building ive seen there for you know, my entire life, to a small dark wooden mansion. also muffet is there and guess what she ALSO sucks. and then theres this bitch blond haired human pony tail man and hes dumb and i dont like him. im not allowed to leave and im kinda enslaved i guess (my bro called me a prisoner with a job when i told him and it was stupid funny). muffets off on a job after i get settled in there and i dont know what happens to make me so submissive considering the next part of the dream focuses on another servant but whatever they did was REALLY REALLY BAD cause at every point after this im terrified of fucking up and ive pretty much given up on getting out.

this next part was more of a flashback sequance that happened later but for ease of reading im going to add it here instead. first other servant i meet is a beautiful large green shiny beetle man, seriously hes gorgeous and so well spoken and kind. when he was brought into the house he was introduced as just a regular human man, still as beautiful as ever tho, was hired to play piano for a party. as hes fiddling away with the keys though if you looked around you could see bright shiny green and gold strings just, laying flat against the wall, piano, his suit, etc. turns out those were his beetle wings but stretched out and distorted and at this point hes discovered cause to the untrained eye those look like decorations, but its how his kind disguises themselves. cause he can change his entire appearance except for his wings, so they have to try and hide their wings in the environment around them.

they didnt like him lying but it was calm at first. muffet invites him to a small welcoming dinner, just for a chat. they share a platter of food on one plate, partly meat, but most of whats facing him is just a lot of rice packed into a line. he slowly pecks away at that as he carries a polite conversation with muffet, but nvr touches the other side of the food. after hes abt halfway through it she asks “Why aren’t you trying the other food deary?” and he responds “I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to Miss.” and has a bite.

after whatevers in that food kicks in he keels over in pain and she makes it very clear how things go in this house. he listens, he does not act without being told to, and if he ever tries to pull a stunt like that again he’ll be dead. “Am I clear deary?”

since he was there before i was some times passed since that happened. hes currently being punished by mr asshole blond ponytail man and his punishment is all of his meals are very plain. just rice and unseasoned meat. the chef clearly put effort into each platter tho as theyve been shaped into increasingly elaborate shapes the longer the punishment lasts. im not quite sure why this is a punishment? maybe beetle man isnt getting all the nutrients he needs and thats harder for his kind, perhaps he has a taste for good food and this is just the most the ponytail dude can get away with as a punishment since muffets in charge of the house, or maybe its meant to bring up bad memories of when he first came here.

this next parts, really foggy

back to me and muffets talking to someone through a large portal in the room? plans are made abt making humans lose hope and wiping out humanity. the vegan next to me is very excited abt this and comments on it and im just like, bro, that would be super bad for the earth and also immoral? and shes like oh right. at some point i befriend a guy even tho we hated each other at first but he’s moved elsewhere after some time

time skip to muffet informing me that due to my most recent mistake my family is going to be killed. at this point im just sick of it i’ve been here for months im miserable im lonely, i miss my family im just kinda, unstable

really unstable

im shouting at her if shes going to off my family she has to kill me too cause i cant live knowing theyre dead because of me or live without them, just sobbing, kill me, please just kill me i cant stay here anymore she sends me to my room and i pass by my beetle friend but neither of us says anything, also passed by some buff monster but its irrelevant. i dont go to my room instead im just looking through hallway after hallway, opening a storage closet and just trying to find SOMETHING to work with because yeah im miserable, yeah this is probably going to backfire but you do NOT. FUCK. WITH MY FAMILY! so i have to leave. i dont care if this might kill me i have to get out of there with whatever the hell i can find. what i find is two deflated balloons with little plastic bits inside that when u press a button they light up and im like OKAY maybe i, maybe me and beetle man can use this to signal to each other! thats great i can do this i can. i think i may have been crying and laughing here after my exploring Im hiding behind a sofa in a room in the furthest corner of the house cradling my little weird balloon bundle, just trying to find space to think. im safe because u cant see me from the door and the blinds on the window are drawn already. it feels like i havent seen the outside in a while remember how i said i was really unstable? this felt completely real in the dream so maybe it was real due to dream logic, but it feels like desperation in hindsight. i clicked both of the balloon lights on and realized i could use it as a phone! i need to call mom i miss her so much. so i do and she goes honey where are you? and im just crying and saying i love you, i love you so much im okay mom, its okay, and shes like are you at school??? and i just turn into a mess. at this point i look through the sheer curtains on the window and notice my brother driving a really tall truck moving some construction supplies. it sucks that hes here too but im just so happy to see him even if i know i cant talk to him. maybe if they dont find out we’re related he’ll be okay and then i leave the mansion, and i run. nothing here is familiar. im somewhere in the woods. i try to run to the front and see all of the construction workers there making something, but besides all the people somehow the dirt is just, this sheer cliff up up and up in front of the place. so i run to the back and try to get through the barrier around the place. i think i do but its not exactly easy. i fought off a possessed wild boar, but it was the size you think a pig would be, so like a medium sized dog, it just tried to bite me and while it hurt i just hit it til it stayed down long enough for me to bolt after im some distance away, further into the forest on a wide path i meet a human whos instantly on guard to fight me. i spray paint in his eyes and then run on i meet a strange human on the same path and he smirks at me and puts paper in front of his eyes to stop my tactic. i go hey fuck it maybe the fumes will disorient him and spray and his magic stops the paint in mid air and im like dude that is SICK, before he flings it back at me

i dont know how but i beat him too but the next part of the dream im finally somewhere residential, houses along the water, its a warm but not too warm day, light breeze, so all in and beautiful. i feel like im seeing and breathing freely and clearly for the first time in, i dont even know how long. its bright and while i know i have to run im just going to keep running, im free for now.

i use my little balloon contraption and call up my mom again now that im somewhere im positive no one will hear me. i tell her im sorry but i cant go home, that this is likely goodbye, and i cant guarantee ill get out of this alive but it’s okay. i love you so much. and she has to leave too. i stress this. she has to leave, cut all ties, cut all things that could trace you and get out of there. 

and then my alarm woke me up

its hard to explain why some sections of this dream were so scary, just the feeling of wrongness, isolation, powerlessness, and just some distant pain that i dont know what it was. it felt like the longer i was there the more my world was ending

[tumblunni]

More thinking about the story big sis Bane is from

Lol this is SO awkward how on earth did i create the bff/mentor supporting character before ANY OF THE REST OF THE PLOT but man its been so much fun thinking up different stories she could fit in

* i was talking with a friend and they suggested she'd use a warhammer in battle ans now im like "hmm yes this story must be a game with combat" and that at least narrows it down a bit! I absolutely support her being a buff blacksmith cuddlebug who protects her friends with her fists as well as her mentorly perfectness. Also this friend said they're gonna design me a cool battle outfit for her IM SO EXCITED HOLY SHITTTT

* I'm not sure if the character she's bffs with would actually be a grandpa or just.. Grandpish? I just have this sense that its someone frail and depressed who doesn't believe they deserve friends and family, and they're all hermitty social anxiety until they meet this blacksmith lady who is like Fuck I Will Devote All Of My Considerable Power Towards Making Your Life More Alive. Seriously man i love Bane SO MUCH already!! She's basically a shonen hero archetype?? THE GRAMP AVENGER! Or a grandma or a dad or a whoever this person ends up being COS IF LITERALLY ANYONE IS IN NEED OF HELP SHE WILL BE THERE!! THE BANE OF DEPRESSION!!

* oh but im pretty sure that neither her nor the grandpa are the main character? I dont know why but i just feel like they would be better experienced from an outside view. I wanna be someone making friends with them! Also i feel like the protagonist should maybe be a young kid hero? Like, represent a different archetypal family role in this lil found family of hugs and sads.

* first initial idea- grandpa is a mysterious dark sorcerer and you are his apprentice! Or rather he just SEES himself as a dark sorcerer? Like all magic is considered evil, so even thougj he chooses to use his powers as a town doctor saving lives he still feels like he's a cursed monster. So he has an awkward dynamic with his apprentice cos he just Does Not Know How To React to someone hero worshipping him like this?? Like this orphan kid just came out of nowhere yelling BE MY TEACHER and hugging him and he's like OH NOOOO I CANT LEAVE THEM TO DIE IN THE COLD and theyre like SEE THATS PROOF YOURE GREAT and he's like NOOOOO!! xD i think a sort of "guy who never planned to be a gramp but had grampness thrown upon him" And he rose to the occasion spectacularly!!

* Another idea is that potentially instead of just being a random orphan, protagonist apprentice's backstory is shrouded in mystery? I was thinking maybe of a reveal that gramps actually did use to be a grandpa and his granddaughter died, and the protagonist was his failed attempt to ressurect her using dark magic. And for a long time he's been holding out on the hope that he really did bring her back, and that the protagonist will be able to recover her memories if he just tries hard enough. But as he grows to know you and love you like his own child, he realizes that you're your own person. (Or, well, your own homunculus?) And he takes responsibiluty for the new person he created, and helps you deal with finding out that you're not human, and you just form this very strange cute little family together with also the badass blacksmith lady yay! Also possibly LGBTQ elements because why not? Have the original dead grandkid always be a different gender to the protagonist, and them being trans could resonate with the themes that even though you're a clone you're your own person. And maybe have some sweet sad dream sequence where protag meets the ghost of the dead kid and you see a vision of what they might have looked like if they grew older. So throughout the course of the story you've become very different looking, and now you can embrace your big sibling for the first and last time, and feel like you really are a family. And they tell you to take care of gramps *sniff*

* Another idea is that maybe the protagonist is a secret government weapon? Like the gramps is still a dark sorcerer but instead of the dark incident in his past being a dead family member, its that he was part of a team of magic scientists and found out that his coworkers were crossing moral lines in their pursuit of power. So he finds a bunch of people locked up in a lab being turned into monsters and he managed to save only one of them during his great escape. And now he's trying to hide from them and raise this poor little monsterized kid to have a normal life.

* OR another idea is maybe taking this oc idea i had for a mismagius belonging to charon, because when i headcanon i tend to headcanon so deep i give everyone a full party and every party member needs a deep backstory too, lol. Anyway in that original pokemon version this mismagius was a lot more like an original ghost critter anyway i guess. His name was Hex and his concept was sorta like.. Charon meets kid charon? The other pokemon i gave him were all cute and bubbly to contrast him so i wanted to have one who was equally cynical. But also Hex is actually just a little kid even though he tries his damn best to be a Big Scary Evil Demon You Made A Contract With In Exchange For Great Power but really he's like a nine year old larping as one XD i think the whole concept could work better if he really WAS a magic spirit demon thing that this sad grandpa made a contract with in order to get the power to make his dreams come true. But also he's kind of a reject amoung other contract demon spirit thingies, and he's Really Just Babbu. I had this really sad idea for how he first met his trainer back when he was still a pokemon oc. From charon/new oc grandpa's perspective he found this big ominous scary demon lord and made an unholy contract! But from the demon's perspective he was just a tiny pathetic lonely lil kid who'd been hurt too many times by everyone he once trusted. So he grew to hate all those monsters who make friends with humans, and tried to act all egotistical like he chose to be alone. But eventually he just couldnt take it anymore and he decided he'd just go with the next human who tries to take him. Even if theyre evil.. Itd still be better than being alone. So he put up all those barriers around his true self and was so reluctant to trust gramps, but eventually being togethee has helped him regain his faith in having a happy life, yknow? And meanwhile grandpa is just like "oh god oh fuck youre a BABBY oh god how did i never know WHO WOULD LEAVE YOU ALL ALONE!!!" "Dude im a demon its not exactly normal to care about my wellbeing." "FUCK THAT, I AM YOUR GRAMP NOW"

* so yeah lol loads of different ideas about what the story could be, all kinda similar at heart but wildly varying from an innocent cute protag to grumpy cynical who's secretly an innocent cute protag, lol!

* in any case whoever you are and whoever gramps is, Bane is still be love u as big sis and support u thru the everything, yes

[studiobeebo]

Hello! May I request a scenario where Bakugos crush begs him to go on a big ferris with her at night? The ferris wheel gets stuck so theyre up at the top for 2 hours? I need some fluff 😭.

yet another example of my inability to write short scenarios khdksd, i hope you like it friend p.s. i went very extra on the fluff im so s o r r y

“What do you mean, ‘no’!?”

“You’re not that stupid, you know what ‘no’ means.”

“What do you mean by ‘i’m not ‘that’ stupid’?”

Katsuki just smirked and looked off to the side, knowing he’d be in trouble if you saw that mocking look on his face. Unfortunately for him, however, you definitely caught it and you were quick to smack him up the back of the head because of it. You weren’t an idiot, you did know what ‘no’ meant, but you just didn’t understand why he’d be saying no to your request.

After a lot of subtle hint dropping to literally every member in your little group of friends, you convinced Mina, Kirishima, and Kaminari to go to the amusement park with you over the weekend. Oddly enough, after finding out that the others were going, it didn’t really take all that much persuasion to get Bakugou to join you. You thought that having a whole group of ‘morons’ as he called them would deter him from coming, but it seemed that something else was able to beat out his desire to be anti social. Since you really wanted him to join, you didn’t push it and you took his confirmation as a simple lucky happening. Bakugou on the other hand was pretty happy that you decided not to pester him on his reason for agreeing to go because honestly, even he didn’t know the reason.

He’d been having some strange feelings about you recently that he really couldn’t seem to understand, but for reasons unknown, the idea of going out with you to an amusement park was appealing to him, despite the other three also tagging along. When he first started to notice that his eyes would linger on you more than usual or he’d find himself thinking about you late at night when he was left alone with his thoughts, it pissed him off because someone like you shouldn’t have been that big of a distraction. Over the course of a few weeks, however, he noticed that the more time he spent being aggravated over these new habits, the more he got distracted and off track, so he decided to always just push it to the back of his mind and go with the flow of things.

Going with the flow of things was what had led him here, with you, along with a few other idiots idly walking around the park while everyone tried to figure out what they wanted to fit into their day before the park closed. When you suggested the ferris wheel, however, he heavily declined because of one simple fact: each pod on the ferris wheel only seated two people. The idea of you sitting so close to one of the others in a little space like that, especially if you ended up with Kaminari who would, in the least, try to flirt with you, made him sick. Again, he couldn’t explain why, but just the thought of it made his imagination run wild with ridiculous scenarios that bred that oh so familiar yet easily deniable feeling of jealousy bubbling up in his chest. This jealousy, just like those pesky feelings he had been having about you, just frustrated him because he didn’t understand the reasoning behind it, but at the same time, he couldn’t control it. On the other hand, the idea of being the one to go with you freaked him out even more because with how his heart had been racing every time your hand brushed up against his own while you walked next to him, he didn’t think he could handle sitting just a foot or so away from that fucking face of yours that drove him nuts with urges he’d rather not share. Unfortunately for him, however, in a group like this one, his lone “No” stood little chance up against four “Yes’s”.

“I think the ferris wheel sounds awesome!!! We’ll be able to see all the lights and everything!” Mina cheered in response towards your idea, already beginning to lead the way towards said ride while Kirishima and Kaminari were already following suit.

“Looks like you’re gonna get left in the dust, Kacchan.” You teased, knowing he hated being called that name, though you only assumed this because his cheeks always turned a bit pink in what you guessed was anger every time you called him that.

“He’s probably just scared.~ Want us to find something that moves a bit slower for you, Kacch-”

Kaminari wasn’t even able to finish his sentence before receiving a very forceful fist to his head followed by Bakugou storming ahead of everyone else as if to prove he was definitely not scared without saying a word. He could let you get away with calling him names, but if that electric idiot or anyone else thought they could get away with the same shit, they had another thing coming.

Bakugou’s last saving grace was the idea that maybe the line would be painfully long and he could get everyone to see how stupid the whole idea was and move along, but unfortunately it was quite the opposite considering the park was getting close to it’s closing time and this wasn’t really the most popular ride. When he saw Kirishima and Kaminari pile into the first set of seats, and then Mina get in by herself in the second one, Bakugou was quick to grab the door to the pod she was in before giving you a pointed look.

“Ride with her.”

“Why don’t you ride with her.” You huffed back in response, not liking his demanding attitude, and not liking the creeping idea that maybe he just really didn’t want to sit with you. It wasn’t that you had anything against Mina or anything, you just..wanted to spend time with Bakugou alone for a little bit. Well, honestly, you wanted to spend way more than just ‘a little bit’ of alone time with him, but that was your little secret. Originally, your plan for this whole thing was to finally stop being a chicken and ask Bakugou out, after all. Unfortunately, it seemed your chicken days weren’t done with you, so you made it a group event and then ‘convinced’ yourself that this was what you wanted all along, just a night out with friends with your crush thrown in for good measure. As much as you liked him, though, you liked teasing him even more and seeing that shocked look on his face that screamed that he still wasn’t used to people saying no to him never failed to make you happy.

“Wha- Because, I fuckin’ said you shou-”

“Who said I wanted either of you to ride with me?! I want this thing to myself!!”

And with that, Mina slammed the door shut out of Bakugou’s grip and the ride moved, bringing up the next set of seats. Without a second thought you opened the door and made yourself comfortable in one of the seats before turning to give Bakugou, who looked like he still wasn’t all to sure about getting on this thing, a very deadpanned look. You couldn’t be that bad of an option to sit across from, right?

“C’mon Bakugou, I’m not a disease or something. If you seriously don’t want to go then just go hang out somewhere else or something.”

Your words that were laced with disappointment seemed to bring him back to his senses though and he followed your lead soon after, seating himself across from you, but not daring to look you in the eyes.

“I didn’t say you were a disease and I didn’t say I didn’t want to fucking go, idiot.”

“…Well actually, you di-”

“Shut up.”

You let out a small laugh before scooting over as close as you could to the window to your left and letting your eyes wander as the world below you slowly became smaller and smaller. Every once in a while you’d make a comment about how small one of the other rides looked from way up in the sky or some joke about the people looking like ants, but Bakugou was too preoccupied with keeping his thoughts and his emotions in check to muster up anything but quiet grunts in response. Fuck, was it hard to keep himself from staring now, especially when you had that childlike look of wonder that just lit up your entire face like the stars lit up the sky above you. His heart kept aching with a stupid want to have that look directed at him rather than at the world below you, but for now, he was okay with settling on just being able to be with you at a time like this.

“Bakugou you aren’t even looking! It’s not fun if you don’t look around, you know!! You’re missing out on the view!!” You whined like a child begging their mother to be as invested in their cartoons as they were. While you didn’t know where he was looking, you could tell by the few quick glances you took that he wasn’t looking at the tiny rides and tents below or the beautiful sky above. While admittedly your heart was beating a bit faster than usual just from being so close to the man of your affections, you didn’t want to risk even looking in his direction because you knew the look on your face would give away the fact that something was going on with you, so you focused your attention elsewhere. It was kind of sad, really, you’d been yearning to do all these things alone with Bakugou and now that you were alone with him, you could hardly start up a conversation.

“My view’s just fine..” He mumbled out gruffly before finally tearing his eyes away from you and directing them out the window towards whatever it was it seemed like you had been looking at, but before he could make a comment, a strong jolt rocked the entire ride and he had to grab onto one of the railings to steady himself. After that jarring moment, when he instinctively looked up to make sure you were okay, there wasn’t any movement from the ride at all.

“What the hell is this shit.”

“..Maybe they’re stopping to load more people on?”

While your words seemed confident, your eyes were still scanning the area below with concern, but fortunately, or unfortunately, a voice came over the little speaker that was connected to the ceiling of your shared pod.

“We apologize for that folks, but it looks like we’re having a few problems with getting the ride going. However, it should only be a few minutes here before we’re all set so please stay seated and remain calm and patient. Thank you.”

You could practically hear the collective series of groans that rang out from the two of you and just about everyone else on the ride. It was nice that the two of you ended up pretty close to the top, so you had a pretty decent view of just about everything, but ten minutes passed, then half an hour, and after a straight hour of awkward small talk and staring at the same scenes below as you had seen before, that view got old and pretty boring.

“Gah, this is fucking ridiculous!!” Bakugou exclaimed while tugging at his hair in frustration after losing the sixth round of rock-paper-scissors in a row. After a while, the awkwardness of being in such a tight space with you had worn off somewhat, but now that it had been at least an hour and a half, that feeling was starting to creep up on him again and it was starting to make him antsy.

“At least you didn’t get stuck with Kaminari.” You joked, leaning an elbow against the armrest and then resting your chin in the palm of your hand. “You probably would’ve cremated him by now, and then taken down the whole ride with him.”

“Yeah, yeah..” he retorted with an annoyed ‘tch’, not really needing to be reminded about his explosive temper and, without thinking, he actually spoke the first thing that came to mind that was meant to stay there with the rest of his intrusive thoughts about you. “You don’t have to tell me twice that I got lucky ending up with you.”

“….Lucky, huh?”

The sound of your intrigued response finally made him realize what the hell he had just said, his cheeks turning a darker shade of pink after every time he replayed those words over to himself and the sly smile on your face didn’t help all that much either.

“Shut the fuck up, that’s not what I fucking meant!! I just meant that you’re the least fucking annoying out of those three morons! Don’t let that shit go to your head!”

You could tell by how frazzled he appeared and his long winded string of curses and explanations that he was flustered, but you were stuck in your own head repeating what he had said much like he was doing. Despite the tone he had used saying it, that was probably one of the sweetest things he could have said to you in this moment and you were more than willing to take it rather than leave it. Bakugou’s mind, on the other hand, wasn’t as calm and content as yours was. It was as if saying that one little thing opened a floodgate in his mind and he was struggling to not spill everything that was on his mind, and it was even harder to keep himself from doing any of the things he wanted to do. Even though he was clearly embarrassed, seeing that smile linger on your face gave him a bit of hope though, hope that you didn’t just think he was being a total idiot.

“I guess I’m pretty lucky too, I didn’t really think you’d show up to be honest..” You hummed, figuring you’d spill something of your own too.

Bakugou was actually surprised by your little comment and he didn’t even know how to respond. He couldn’t exactly say ‘Well yeah, I’ve got a thing for you so I figured I should tag along’…Bakugou stopped, his eyes wide and his breath caught in his throat for a moment because suddenly, he felt like even more of an idiot than before just for thinking those words. Was that what all of this was?? Did he..like you? There was definitely no way, right? He had bigger things to worry about and he didn’t have time to mess around with things as dumb as crushes..yet here he was, heart racing, cheeks red, and mind filled with every thought or feeling he had ever had about you, confirming that there was no way he could honestly call this anything but a crush.

“I didn’t mean that in an asshole-y way, you just never seem to like the idea of going out with any of us.”

That’s right, he had gotten so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t even remember to form a response to you. Maybe it was the altitude, or maybe his heart was just fed up with having to deal with him shoving all his feelings down, but for now, after his sudden realization, he didn’t even bother holding back his words as he took a very ‘it’s now or never’ approach to his next words.

“They aren’t the same as you.”

“..What’s that supposed to mean?”

At this point, you actually turned to face him out of curiosity towards his statement. Technically he could just be reiterating the fact that he preferred you over the others for some reason, but something in the way he said it felt different from what he had said before. Weirdly enough, judging by the conflicted look on his face, he seemed just as confused by his own words as you were.

After a moment of awkward silence, he let out a small huff before turning his attention back out the window, so you were guessing that meant he didn’t feel like talking anymore, but to your surprise, he continued.

“Doesn’t matter. I’m just saying next time we should just go out without those other idiots so they’re not in the fucking way.”

You blinked, and then you felt that familiar warmth rise to your cheeks as butterflies erupted in you stomach as if they decided to take on the role of excitement because you were too shocked to do so on your own.

“…L-Like by ourselves?”

When you saw his face turn to one of frustration and you noticed him start to fidget around anxiously, you quickly straightened up and rephrase your question.

“I’m not trying to pull your leg, that was a serious question!”

“Yes by ourselves, do I have to spell it out for you? If I knew you were gonna be this difficult about it, I wouldn’t have fuckin’ bothered…Are we going to go on a fucking date or what?”

It was almost comedic seeing him try to act so upset and grumpy while his face was very generously covered in red, but it was that final question that had really hit home with you and you couldn’t even waste time thinking about teasing him. You had to bite your cheek in an attempt to keep your smile from growing as you looked down to your feet, asking yourself repeatedly in your head if this was just a dream, or if this was actually happening.

“I’m not being difficult, I was just making sure…But sure, I guess I could spare some time for you, Katsuki.”

He opened his mouth to start throwing around more insults in response to your teasing tone, but when he did so, another jolt rocked the ferris wheel and before you knew it, you were moving again as a little ‘thank you for your patience’ message played over the intercom system.

“Ah hey look at that!! It’s about time, don’t you think!?” You exclaimed, pressing your face up against the window just to make sure that you were actually on your way back down.

Despite the long ride and the embarrassment clearly showing on his face, Bakugou couldn’t help but smirk as his eyes landed on you yet again and his heart finally began to settle, satisfied that it’s intentions had finally been released, and though he was happy to finally get out of the cramped space soon, his next words had hardly anything to do with the ride.

“..Yeah, about damn time, huh..”

[imaginetonyandbucky]

Bucky thinks theyre dating and Tony doesn't (he thinks Bucky hates him or something) and has been going on dates. The whole team thinks they're dating actually. So either the team "catches" Tony and tell Bucky or Tony finally giving up and asking Natasha to set him on a date and Natasha yells at him about it like "how dare you do this to him!" And idk splashes a drink in his face then tells Bucky. Either way, Tony is very confused and is even more confused to have an angry Bucky in his workshop.

Well, this got away from me... mind the read-more.

ask me again

“Do you want to go out?” Bucky asked, in an very even tone. It was almost emotionless.

Tony startled. “What?” He looked up from the guts of a phone he was fiddling with. His brows drew together as he stared at the other man. Surely he wasn't asking what Tong thought he was asking. He was just... lonely. Starved for company. “What?”

Bucky took a step back, his face twitching minutely.

Probably annoyance, Tony concluded. Bucky was always annoyed when around him. It made his stomach knot that Bucky... disliked him so intently, but he wasn't going to force his presence on the other man. It would be rude.

“Everyone is going out to go see that new movie that you were going on about,” Bucky said, in that same even tone. “I thought- Maybe you would like to come with-”

“And you got suckered into dragging me out of here?” Tony interrupted, wryly. Then he had another thought. “Wait, who’s everybody?”

Bucky’s face looked like he had sucked on a lemon. “Steve, Sam, and Nat. Clint is off Robin Hooding and Thor is off.... doing whatever Thor does.”

“Well, that’s something at least,” Tony considered. “No Thor to talk over the movie.”

Bucky cracked a little bit of a smile. “Like you’re one to talk.”

Tony clutched his heart. “I am wounded, Bucky. Absolutely wounded.”

The smile grew a little bit. “You comin’?”

Mentally reviewing his to-do list, and weighing his desire to see the movie against being a fifth wheel, he pushed away from the table. “Love too, Buckaroo. Let me,” he gestured expansively at himself. “Clean,” he said vaguely.

“We’re leaving in an hour!”

(mind the read more!)

--

Natasha looked at Bucky as he exited the elevator. “How’d it go?”

“He said yes,” Bucky said, a hint of a smile on his face.

Natasha tipped her head, looking at him as if she could see to his soul. “Wear the blue shirt you got last week,” was all she said, before walking away.

--

They got two popcorns between the five of them, insisting that no, Tony, they did not all need their own large bucket of popcorn. As they filed into seats, Tony noticed the strange order of the other four. Steve sat on the far side of the group, followed by Natasha, then Sam. He was on the other side, sitting next to Bucky. He was puzzled, but figured they didn't want him to feel too left out by pairing off. It was sweet, he thought fleetingly, but unnecessary. Sure, he wanted to be in a relationship, but he didn't begrudge them theirs.

Sam shoved the bucket in Natasha’s lap. She gave him a withering look. “If you spill this into my lap,” she trailed off.

“You should watch out for Steve, he's the klutz!” Sam protested.

While they bickered, Bucky wedged the other bucket between them. Tony looked down at the bucket then up at Bucky. “What, no threats for me?” he half-joked, fluttering his lashes.

Bucky rolled his eyes. “If you spill the gallon of butter you put on this thing on me, I'll make you lick it off.”

Tony froze for what felt like a minute but was really only a few seconds. What the hell. “Oh,” he forced out a grin. “You wish,” he winked.

Thankfully Steve interrupted their conversation before Bucky could reply, and their mini-argument lasted until the lights went down.

--

Bucky came two days later, bearing plates of pasta. Tony glanced away from the holograms he was manipulating. “While I love pasta, I think that's overestimating my stomach just a bit.”

“I was going to stay and eat here.”

Tony stared at him. “To make sure I eat it all? I assure you, despite what you might have heard I am an adult and am capable of eating. I do so quite regularly. And this pasta looks delicious and I have no problems stopping to eat it.”

Bucky looked frustrated, which was in no way unusual. Not for Bucky to look around him, or really anyone to look around him. Which was somehow more painful than other people’s annoyed reactions to him. “I want to.”

Suspiciously, Tony took one of the plates. Steve had probably put it up to this. “Where’s Steve?”

“Out with Natasha and Sam.”

Strange, Tony thought. But the siren’s call of pasta and some time to think through the problem he was working on outweighed forcing his personality on Bucky. “If you don't mind too much.”

“It's fine, genius.”

Tony’s mouth was already full or he would have responded to that. Holy shit, it was homemade pasta.

--

“We had lunch,” Bucky told Steve.

Steve raised his eyebrows. “You mean you managed to get his attention away from his work?”

“I made homemade pasta.”

Steve whistled. “You definitely know the way to his heart.”

--

Tony whirled. “How long have you been down here?”

Bucky lowered the book he was reading and aborted his next throw. DUM-E made a sad beep as the tennis ball barely went two feet. “What?”

“How long have you been in here?” Tony repeated, slowly. “How did you get in here?” He made a frustrated noise and shoved his hand through his hair, smearing grease into it. There was a streak of black on his cheek.

Bucky’s brow furrowed. “Two hours maybe?” He hazarded. “And you said I could. I asked if I could come in and be with you and you said yes,” pausing, as if in thought, he continued. “You didn't seem to be real focused on me though.”

Tony stared at him. Why would Bucky willingly want to spend time with him? And why hadn't he noticed someone in his space before? Other Avengers had spent time on his couch before but he always felt their presence like an itch between his shoulderblades. It felt like they were trying to figure him out, like a puzzle, or fit him into a box. This was different. It was almost nice. “Why?”

“Why what?”

Frustrated, Tony snatched a dirty rag to clean his hands, just for something to do. “Why are you hanging out here? With me?”

An expression passed over Bucky’s face too quick for Tony to identify. “Why wouldn't I?”

It was said so simply that Tony gaped at Bucky.

Now he could identify the expression on his face - hurt - as Bucky gathered the book he was reading and the water bottle he had brought down with him, rising as if to leave.

Backpedaling quickly, Tony snapped his mouth shut and thought quickly. “No wait,” he said without thinking. Bucky paused and looked back at him. “I- well- you can stay,” he finished lamely.

Bucky hesitated. “You don't sound sure.”

Not feeling sure about any of this, Tony picked his words carefully. This felt like a bomb about to go off, and not one of his old ones, but a shitty Hammer bomb liable to blow without being triggered. “I was just- surprised. No one wants to sit and listen to me work. It's... not entertaining,” he finished finally.

Bucky’s posture relaxed. “I don't need you to be entertaining, DUM-E’s got that covered,” he said, one corner of his mouth hitched up.

Scoffing, Tony looked at his bot. “That pile of bolts?”

Bucky patted DUM-E’s arm. “It's ok, he doesn't mean that, DUM-E.”

Tony hid a fond smile. Anyone who liked his bots, and who his bots liked back, was a good person in his book. “Sure do,” he replied cheerfully. “But if you want to sit here and be suckered into throwing a tennis ball for hours, then thanks for taking one for the team and keeping him out of the way.”

DUM-E let out an indigent beep.

“Fine, you can help when I get to the heavy lifting!” Tony replied, throwing his hands up in the air.

Now there was a full smile on Bucky’s face. It was the first one that was in Tony’s direction, he thought. “Go,” he said, making shooing motions at the two. “I have work to get done.”

Maybe he was growing on Bucky. Like mold, he thought, vaguely disgusted at the comparison.

--

“Where did you disappear to?” Sam asked, as they competed at MarioKart.

Swerving deliberately to knock Sam off the track, Bucky shrugged. “Tony’s workshop.”

Sam stopped cursing at falling off the rainbow. “Arm?” There was sympathy in his voice.

“Nah. Just sitting in there with him.”

--

Nat stopped speaking, and looked at the entrance. “Is that Tony? No-” she sighed as both Sam and Steve immediately, and obviously, turned in their chairs to look where she was looking.

Steve turned back. “That's Tony but Bucky didn't say anything about a date tonight,” he said with a frown.

“Wait, is that that woman from the gala the other night?” Sam’s voice sounded confused. “The one who was hitting on Tony all night?”

Natasha looked closer at the two people who were being led closer to the three of them. “It is. Apparently she's going to help co-host fundraising gala in a few months for the Maria Stark Foundation.”

Steve’s brows drew together. “This is an... awfully intimate place for a business meeting.”

“I don't think it's a business meeting,” Sam said slowly, watching their body language. “It looks... like a date.”

Steve stiffened and drew in breath to argue, but Natasha looked at the two carefully. It did look like a date.

Tony noticed them before Steve could reply. Instead of shying away, or freezing, he lit up. Tugging the woman over with him, he smiled at the three of them. “Hi! Where’s Bucky? Bathroom? Oh, yes, this is Linda, my date for the evening, first date and all, you might remember her from the gala. Linda this is-” He didn't have time to finish the introduction, because his stomach and pants were suddenly soaked. “What the hell, Natasha?”

The immediate area around the table was silent. Natasha neatly folded her napkin. “I never took you for a cheater, Stark.” She got up and walked away before he could reply, pulling out her phone.

Tony gaped. “Cheater?”

Linda pulled away from him. “Maybe we should postpone this evening.” She offered him a small piece of fabric. It wouldn't do much again the sopping fabric of his pants, but it was a nice gesture. “I'll get in touch about the gala, Tony.” She, too, walked away.

Tony glanced between Steve and Sam, who both looked stony faced. “Cheating?” He repeated himself. “What the hell?” He held up a hand. “I thought you knew I wasn't dating Pepper anymore? We broke up months ago!” Annoyed, he stalked away, ignoring the steadily rising murmurs of the other diners.

--

“He what?” Bucky pulled the phone away from his ear to stare at it, as if that held the answer.

“He said she was his date for the night,” Natasha repeated. “I don't know what was going on.”

Bucky’s face hardened. “I'll find out.” He hid the end call button and stalked to the elevator.

--

Tony sat on a stool in his workshop, thankfully dried off, but too annoyed and confused to work. His hands tapped out a tempo as he thought out the evening’s disaster over and over again. The doors to his workshop opened with an ominous sound, and he didn’t bother turning to face whoever had just came in. Probably there just to yell at him about cheating, for whatever reason.

“What the hell was that?”

It was Bucky. And he sounded... hurt.

He stood and turned now, to face him. “What the hell was what? I went out on a date, I don’t understand why everyone is so upset!” His voice took on a plaintive note.

“Don’t understand?” Bucky’s voice was dangerously soft now. “Is cheatin’ somethin’ you do without thinkin’ twice about?” His accent thickened.

“I’m not dating Pepper anymore!” Tony defended himself.

“Well good, cause you were datin’ me!”

Stunned, Tony groped for his stool before lowering himself onto it. “What?”

It was clear Bucky was gearing himself up for a rant, Tony had seen him in full-rant mode before, usually when Steve had a particularly ‘jump out of a plane without a parachute’-like idea, but that breathless question stopped it in it’s tracks.

“Whaddya mean, what?”

“I mean, what do you mean I’m dating you?”

They stared at each other for a full minute in silence. Bucky opened and closed his mouth several times. Tony couldn’t even form a full thought. Dating? Them? What? When?

“I asked you out,” Bucky finally managed. “Three weeks ago.”

Tony simply stared at him. Three weeks ago?

“The movie you wanted to see?” Bucky prompted.

“You’re dating Natasha.” There, coherent words. Tony was pleased he had remembered that fact with his brain offline.

Now Bucky looked offended. “Nat’s dating Steve and Sam.”

“Is this some sort of parallel universe? Did I walk through a portal? Did Reed Richards fuck something up again?”

If possible, Bucky looked even more offended. “I brought you pasta, we went to the arcade, we went out to Central Park, and I hung out here with you last week.”

“Okay,” Tony muttered to himself. “No parallel universe then.” He paused. “You asked me out?”

“When we went to go see that movie you wanted to see!”

Tony thought back to the afternoon of the movie. Had Bucky? “I thought- You were just- Being nice and inviting the only single guy,” he concluded.

“And the homemade pasta?”

“Steve forced you to bring me food so I wouldn’t starve.”

Bucky looked a little desperate now. “Hanging out with you?”

Tony shrugged. “I find engineering relaxing. If you did too, why would I begrudge you that?” He hesitated. “I didn’t think you liked me at all.”

Bucky looked pained. “What?”

Tony looked away, not wanting to put it into words. “You never wanted to be around me, and you never really talked to me.” It sounded lame. It sounded silly and vaguely like middle-school.

Sighing heavily, Bucky gestured towards a stool near Tony. “May I?” At Tony’s nod, he sat. “I thought it’d be too obvious if I was around ya too long. Or talked to ya too long.”

Leaning on the table, Tony contemplated the disaster of the past three weeks. “What the hell,” he finally said, “did we do?”

“Did what two human disasters do best, I guess,” Bucky said, giving a half smile. It still looked a little pained.

Tony looked at Bucky, really looked at him. “Look. I... never really considered this-”

“Oh, don’t give me the easy let down-” Bucky interrupted. “I don’t need to hear it. It’s fine-”

“Oh shut up,” Tony said mildly. “But you bring me homemade pasta, you’re good-looking, and you’re right at home in the workshop.” He paused, looked down at his hands as if for the right words. “Obviously we should maybe take some time to think this through, but maybe after some time we could try again? Maybe this time where both of us know what’s going on?”

Bucky couldn’t say anything, he was too busy staring at Tony.

Eyes rolling, Tony gently closed Bucky’s mouth with a fingertip. “This offer is predicated on one, you telling Natasha, Steve, and Sam - and wow, I did not see that - what happened so I don’t get soaked again, thanks for that. And two, you hang out around here and we try to be friends first. Without me thinking you hate me.”

“Soaked?”

“You would fixate on that,” Tony muttered. “Tasha threw her drink at me. At my stomach, thankfully.”

“Even pissed she wouldn’t aim at your face,” he said knowingly.

Startled, Tony eyed Bucky. How had he known? “Well, she ruined a very lovely shirt.”

Bucky held out a hand. “Deal.”

Tony shook his hand. “Deal.” He echoed.

--

“He didn’t know?”

“You’re the one who told me he was oblivious!”

“Yeah but not that oblivious!”

--

Three months later

Tony brought Bucky a plate of pasta. “Hungry?” He wasn’t. His stomach was in knots.

Bucky looked up from the book he was reading and grinned. “Definitely. Brought enough for both of us, or do you need to run off and work?”

“Nah, I figured I’d eat with you.”

Tony took a deep breath. “Can I ask you a question?”

Shovelling pasta into his mouth was not an attractive look, Tony concluded, but it was somehow endearing. Bucky nodded and gave a go ahead gesture.

“Remember the conversation we had after I ‘cheated’? Tony asked, adding air quotes.

Bucky set down his fork, and nodded. “Yeah,” he said hoarsely. “Changed your mind?”

“No, no, nothing like that,” Tony said quickly. He shoved a hand through his hair. This time, the hand was clean. He took another deep breath, and asked. “Want to ask me again?” He smiled, but he was pretty sure it was shaking with nerves.

Bucky blinked a few times. “Ask you- oh!”

Surprisingly, that made Tony’s nerves settle a little. “Yeah.”

Bucky looked down, as if steeling himself, then back up at Tony. “So, there’s a movie you’ve been wanting to see. What to go see it? With me? Alone?” he added. “And then continue going on romantic dates with me in the future?”

Tony smiled. “Why, James Buchanan Barnes, are you asking to ration me?”

That startled a laugh out of him. “Where did you hear that?”

“Steve.”

“He’s a punk.”

“Yeah, well?”

“Yeah, I guess I am.”

“Well, in that case, yeah, I’d love to go out with you.”

~Marie

[clownmoontoon]

i did a lot of research on the eeveelutions, yes bc i love them, but also bc i wanted to make a more accurate eeveelution personality quiz than the ones ive seen around!

and i wanna share w you guys some neat eeveelution facts most people dont know! ^o^)/

(if you would like to take the quiz i made send me an ask and i’ll link you! ^u^)

♡eevee: the only one of the eeveelutions (and one of the only pokemon that i know of) described as a mutant pokemon. their cells are so strange and unlike any other pokemon which is why they can evolve into so many different types. in other words, by pokemon standards, eevee is a total weirdo. its body automatically adapts to its surroundings! eevees can live p much anywhere yet they are most commonly found in cities also eevees are described as "naive" in quite a few pokedex entries but they are aware that they are cute. they just dont fully know how to use it to their advantage like sylveon does haha but they can learn moves like "charm" and "fake tears" to use their looks to garner mercy from an opponent/attacker!

♡vaporeon: the only eeveelution that can become its element! vaporeons have the ability to actually turn into water when in water  >83c (part of the whole mutant cell thing) according to legends within pokemon lore when people would see vaporeon swimming in the ocean they often believed they saw mermaids! (hence the mermaid aesthetic question in the quiz). also unlike other eeveelutions who actively want to be around people (like eevee, flareon, and sylveon) vaporeon is very comfortable being on its own, while also being very comfortable around people. its never really lonely either way c:

♡jolteon: this poor thing is the most emotionally fragile of all the eeveelutions ;; and its not even like a singular personality trait THIS IS JUST HOW JOLTEON ARE they are extremely sensitive and totally wear their hearts on their sleeves. they love big, and they hate big haha they do a thing where they store negative ions within their fur and then when needed (or when they feel like it) they lash out BIG TIME w a mighty electric attack. supposedly jolteon are the hardest to train out of the eeveelutions bc they take EVERYTHING personal. are you hanging out w one of your pokemon more than your jolteon? jolteon will be hella offended. do you have a new love interest in your life? jolteon is offended and hurt you need someone more than jolteon. etc basically trust is a HUGE issue for jolteon so you really need to have a tight bond/relationship with one in order for it to feel secure and happy. but if you CAN do this then you have a MIGHTY ALLY. bc jolteon is one of the strongest eeveelutions! and is the absolute fastest! a good ally and friend who will always come to your aid UuU i hate how misrepresented jolteon is bc most people try to make it this super edgy/mean pokemon but according to nintendo jolteon is the one eeveelution who really wants a hug the most ;w;

♡flareon: this puffball is the ultimate cuddle beast and will love you most of all the eeveelutions! (except maybe sylveon) it is the shortest, chubbiest and weakest of all the eeveelutions. but gosh darn it tries its best. think of it like a toy breed of dog. it can bark really loud but its not really made to pull a sled or anything. what it wants most is to be by your side but it wont be offended if you dont pick it for battle haha

♡espeon: the only eeveelution that is the MOST mythologically based, espeon's design pulls from about 3 or 4 different legendary mythical creatures found in japanese, chinese and latin folklore! also it is the only eeveelution specifically based on a cat, despite eevee (and the other eeveelutions) being dog based. its the only eeveelution aware of its beauty (besides sylveon) and while it doesnt really use it to its advantage for anything, espeon are known to just...admire their reflections bc theyre so pretty haha its also one of the weaker eeveelutions and not really fond of fighting or anything that would mess up its beauty in any way. it will fight if it has to, or if in battle for you, but theyre content if they never fight at all haha

♡umbreon: THE MOST MISREPRESENTED OF THEM ALL OH MAN umbreon is A TOTAL SCAREDY CAT its scared of EVERYTHING its the only eeveelution who has created a fear based defense mechanism! it has poison sweat :I so if it starts sweating bc its scared out in the wild (which is p often) it sprays its sweat to make a quick get away! ALSO ESPEON AND UMBREON ARE THE FIRST EEVEELUTIONS EVER TO EVOLVE THROUGH HAPPINESS AND FRIENDSHIP umbreon is not some creepy/evil/loner omgg they adore people and pokemon and cant wait to make friends!!

♡leafeon: the only eeveelution described as a "pacifist pokemon" they NEVER want to fight pls dont put them in battle bc you will just make your leafeon very unhappy. it hates the thought of hurting anyone ;; they also always smell good! it is said that young leafeon smell like fresh grass and old leafeon smell like dried leaves. leafeon dont eat like other pokemon. they gain energy through photosynthesis like a plant, so there is always clean air surrounding a them UuU

♡glaceon: the most adaptable of all the eeveelutions! (besides eevee ofc) it can live comfortably in a volcano as well as an iceberg its the only eeveelution that can regulate its body temperature meaning that if it does live in a volcano it can make its body temperature low enough to be comfortable there! also they are similar to vaporeon in that they are happy and comfortable around people as much as they are alone in the wild. either way they can be happy. however if they do make a friend (human or pokemon) and that friend betrays their trust in some way (hurting them or smth) glaceon will literally build a thin wall of ice around its entire body so that the one who hurt them can literally never touch them again if you hurt a glaceon you’ve lost them forever u_u

♡sylveon: THE MOST EXTROVERTED OF THEM ALL sylveon LOVE being the center of attention and would NEVER be happy in the wild they wanna be surrounded by lots of people and pokemon who will tell them they are pretty all the time haha sylveon is the most confident of them all too it is one of the most powerful of the bunch AND KNOWS IT and is one of the most pretty/lovely to look at AND THEY ARE AWARE OF THIS TOO haha they hold the ones they love very dear to their hearts and love to "hold hands" aka wrap their ribbons around the hands of the one they love while they walk around w them. it loves to battle!! p much any chance to be the center of attention is a-ok w a sylveon haha also, even if it is incredibly strong, sylveon still really enjoy outsmarting their opponents they have the ability to trick and outwit them w their sweet looks and they do it often haha sylveon are no angels if you are not someone they already hold close then they will happily try to outwit you to get what they want

AND THERE U GO LOTS OF FACTS!! \(OUO)/ i could go on and on about the eeveelutions aaa i love them so much ;u; i hope you enjoy reading about them!!

[nieloxychen]

time to ramble abt a weird and super real feeling dream i had that ill now try to make a story and multiple ocs out of

important: takes part across several worlds with one single connecting character. most of the ocs exist in the last, most recent world (that main oc tries his fucking best to stay in bc its actually not a complete dumpster fire)

main oc is tito (he/him, they/them, it/its on occasion)

world 0 - 

doesnt remember much

his origin

died in a car(?) crash somewhere in a desert next to a broken down rv

world 1 -

 wakes up semi corporeal somewhere in a desert next to a broken down rv

something bad (not defined yet) happened and a young woman is hiding in the rv from the sth bad that happened

shes looking fr her sister

tito cant help but help her out and they look for her together since 2 is better than 1

she has been looknig for help for a while

no one has been willing to since she thinks her sister is in the middle of the bad thing

(also the big city. lots of gross stuff everywhere, lots of ppl trying to murder)

no one wants to go there

they go together and nearly die a lot

both get infected w a strange illness

shes geting better, hes slowly dying

they find the sister (why she was there idk yet) and tito basicly sacrifices themself so the sisters can escape the bad thing

badly wounded he crawls away into an alley and breaks down next to some trash cans

(just remembered that somewhere in this world there was like a hill made of grey bodies all weaved together and like tunnels in there and the arms were moving and shit what)

colour here were mostly grey and brown

world 2 -

wakes up in an alley next to some trash

hears music, its a festival!! 

he goes to check it out, its a sports thing w like speed and stuff! 

seems like a nice place right? wrong. 

that sport is forced, loser gets sacrificed to big weird monster thing

 kind of a hunger games situation happens, he offers himself up so a parent isnt seperated from a child (just cant not help, its a bad decision and they get that but they just *clenches fist* hero comlpex a bit)

obviously looses, he doesnt fucking know the sport, what did he expect? 

BUT the infection from world 1 did sth to him? (superpowers kinda, has no clue what anything is or does) 

hes still affected by it somehow and is able to escape the ppl leading him to the monster thing to eat

finds out they picked a rando instead and feels bad

tries to save the rando

figures out monster thing is basicly a big fungus that uses ppl to carry spores 

-> the infection he carries infects a spore carries and they die immediatly

quick plan: infect fungus w a disease it is completly unkonw to

doesnt work, spore carriers actually are connected to fungus, its building anti-bodies

he dies in the sewers trying to escape the ppl feeding the fungus.

world 3 - 

wakes up in the sewers

THERS WERE-PPL!! dont change into any specific animal, but tend to have a favourite

theyre kinda nice, help them out, give them food 

they accidentally get infected through shenanigans (it was very non-specific in the dream yo)

tries to figure out both infection based power systems here, quicker to get the were-thing since ppl aroung them actually know what that is. everything else is just weird to everyone

also - possibility of first infection evolving through each world change? didnt notice powers in world 1, only some in world 2, more here?

BUT also very little time to try and figure shit out till now

very chill for a while, hopes they can settle down and maybe not die maybe

SURPRISE children are getting kidnapped!!

by who?? to where? why??? no fucking clue!!

so tito goes to help bc thats just what theydo by now fuck

gets captured, basicly forced to do what kidnappers want w threat of children getting killed (im just gonna say they were able to do them damage for a while before the kidnappers figured out who he is/ a weakness. there was no reason anywhere)

they find a hole in the command chain, go out in a blaze of glory, all the kidnappers are gone (as far as they know)

theyre also very dead and bleed out in the middle of a field

world 4 - 

HOLY SHIT WHAT IS HAPPENING

flying vampires, flesh-goo ppl (idk, the pic i remember was a lady changing into a black-greyish flesh-goo to climb up 90° walls in a seond), theres slenderman maybe????? all kinda sorta want to kill tito for the reason of...

well there has to be a reason he keeps waking up in different worlds right?

but hes not super good at thinking and they dont stop to explain it so??

arent just trying to kill him though, theres also some old man theyre going after

helps the old man, is the grandchild (adopted) of some immortal lady

she is very thankful and gives him the gift of 3 very specific magic powers of his choosing (theyre like marbles and he has to pick 3)

1. Open any door anywhere (doesnt need to be connected) and just wish to go to a place (the more specific the better)

2. Change anything he wants to into a small marble though sheer will power. has to concentrate to keep the shape

3. basicly featherfall but more controlled. actually, more like steven universe floating powers

by now the first infection is basicly a magic system of its own but its all very instinct based. poor tito has no fucning clue

the colour here were very bright, lots of flowers and sunshine and stuff

and just a fucking slenderman flying behing dream-me, blasting through houses and trees and shit?

dies after being chased by flying slender-vampire and goo lady (wasnt fighting back bc they were proctecting sth? idk what though) in like an abandoned farmhouse

world 5 -

wakes up in farmhouse, theres a person!

ocs here we go

person is helke. shes nice but kind of scary sometimes. its mostly a joke for her though

she helps him get used to the world

his powers are by now vry fucking op. but there are SO many powers here too and she fills him in

silver minds: can sense things like weapons if theyre being carried w the intent to harm them or someone they want to look out for. can redirect them against their users, or just stop them alltogether. somewhat staticy voice when stressed, very cold to the touch. born this way

schalks: completly immune to mind intrusion based powers. somewhat of a pack mentality. cannot be located if they dont want to be, very selective in what contact they want. group together for social contact, and also: need contact to eachother bc they need to share excess energy between eachother or they kinda implode. infection based, 2 schalks can have schalk bbys but not often

werewolves: ya only wolves. helke is one! grow up in packs, but adults tend to seperate from larger packs to form their own. can change whenever, super strong always, also fast when changed. just really like raw meat yk? born this way, packs can be made up from basicly anything

more im gonna add, but these i remember. not including the names

basicly helke wants to start a pack and invites him to stay since she doesnt like being alone and wants to help, and ofc he wants to help her

they meet another young werewolf (i think. big fighty and a beard. might be sth else at some point) and he joins them. this is nikola

they meet a young girl, whos a silver mind and kinda running away from home bc bad home life. her names rita.

they invite her to join the pack, which she does and pack rules are kinda big so after proving themselves as reasonably good guardians for her shes officially adopted

she runs into a lonely (very lonely, kinda dying) schalk who lost contact to their group and the pack help them find their group.

their name is an

the group becomes kinda part of the pack, but the rest of the schalk group isnt a fan of big groups of ppl, so the 4 schalks and the 4-pack live in different locations

now /someone/ notices tito like how goop-slener-vamp did in world 4 and tries to capture tito (who was hanging out w rita while that happened.

thank fuck for marble magic, so rita is safe, tito can flee to the schalks (take us somewhere safe)

an turns tito into a schalk, so he wont be found anymore so now he has to kind of move between the 2 camps a lot

on their way to and fro they meet another kid called jacko (also running away, wont say why). is taken into the pack after more safety precautions

hes just a lil human, no magic nothing 

thats the story ig

tito - (he/they/it), roughly 25 (time is weird) not good at thinking, wants to be nice, wants to help, very op, kinda whimsical, very sweet person. DOES NOT WANT TO DIE AGAIN it sucks just want to be happy and make others happ, protective big sibling, everyone is their baby sib

helke - (she/her), 27 wants to help and have a big family/pack, big jokester, tries to be scary, only strangers will believe that, great at handywork and making every sort of meat food. also hunting. lumberjack vibe, chills w nikola, sports w tito, gmaes w kids

nikola - (he/him), 24 chill weed vibe. big fan of cleaning, lock your door if you dont want him to do your laundry. big into birdwatching. somehow in a pack w very intense or op folk which he finds a bit intimidating. doesnt realise hes also big intimidating. has gotten into 3 fights in his life but they were SCARY af, safe zone for tito, fun zone w tito

rita - (she/her), 15 good girl, can be kinda scary, very competetive, VERY COMPETATIVE, will draw hearts on your cast and help you and stuff, after having broken your arm, close w helke and tito

jacko - (he/him), 11 good boy, v shy, v opinionated. would have a blog if older. tried to make one but fled after 1 bad interaction. had to talk abt that a lot to understand it. arts n crafts boy, also climbing, looks up to nikola a lot

an - (they/them), 26 very quiet, thinks theyre right p much always, wants the best for everyone, but not super great at respecting ppls wishes. needs sense knocked into them every now and then. tries very hard. fails. plyam w leena and karim, not good w nikola

leena (she/them), 25, big into animals, big into food, big into random interest of the week. looses interest quickly though

karim (he/him), 26, big art, the one braincell between all the schalks (including tito bc omg BOY), draws creepy things on trees to fuck w ppl, prankster fuck

essek (he/they) 24, fashion and food, loudest of the schalks, goes into the city to get neccessities and general stuff, kinda crushing on tito, sib of karim

in general, the pack is very close. even an and nikola, but theyre kinda cold since an turned tito (tito is ok w it, nikola is big mad an didnt give tito an option, big fight 3, very fucking scary). but they do love eachother a lot, what ive noted were just the stand outs.

same w the schalks, theyre very close but i havent had any of these long enough to get a super good feel on the relationships between eeryone

but i love them already

[beefstew252]

i was tagged by @davidbowie69​ to do this time- consuming tageroony

(answer 92 questions and tag 20 ppl)

the last

1. drink: water cuz im basic

2. phone call: mi amiga ella

3. text message: “ehehhehehehehehhe with like a million laughy face emojis cuz im too awkward to live”

4. song you listened to: telephone line by ELO

5. time you cried: probs last night when i cried myself to sleep or yesterday when i watched life and was too scared so i leaked from my seeing crevices

have you

6. dated someone twice: never even been on a date whoops im a loooser

7. kissed someone and regretted it: lhehehehehe my mommy

8. been cheated on: friend wise- yes but not like in relationships lol im not kewl

9. lost someone special: mhmhmhmhm i move everyday and am unlovable soo not a good combo

10. been depressed: lol yup yup yup everyday but i cover it with smiley face stickers and sprinkles

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: mayyybbeeee when i accidently drank a bunk of mikes hard lemonade hehehhhhehehe

list 3 favorite colors

12. yellow

13. mintish green

14. sky blue

in the last year you have…

15. made new friends: @davidbowie69​ i love my mommm 

16. fallen out of love: nope im always in love with everyone ever

17. laughed until you cried: EVERYDAY im a giggly person tbh

18. found out someone was talking about you: not really but i constantly feel like my friends talk about how horrible i am sooooo same difference 

19. met someone who changed you: everyone i meet tbh <3333333

20. found out who your friends are: i think maybe if they actually love me as much as i love themmmmm <333

21. kissed someone on your facebook list: what even is face book tbh

generale

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: girl i dont understand this booking faceeeee

23. do you have any pets: my dear pet rock mildred and her associate mr pebbleton (but i wanna doggo so badddd)

24. do you want to change your name: nah m8 sofia is fineeee af i think

25. what did you do for your last birthday: 4 days agooo hmmm i slept in and had avocado toast like a true millennial and went to the grocery store with my mom lol and then went to my fav place in the world an art store then had cake and watched life which was horrifying twas pretty fun

26. what time did you wake up: 10ish but usually like afternoonish whoops

27. what were you doing last night at midnight: i was watching the OA which was actually amazin tbh

28. name something you can’t wait for: WINNING THE PRESIDENCY WITH MY VICE PRES KANYE IN 2020 HONESTLYYYY

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: just now when she told me to do the laundry

30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: i wish i had stayed in one place and had real, true friendships

31. what are you listening to right now: build me up buttercup- the foundations

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: no not really???

33. something that is getting on your nerves: constantly thinkin im not good enough and some “people” i know heh

34. most visited website: tumblr, netflix and gmail tbh

lost questions. i just put in random info about me

wow op was a little bitch--- keepin this in thx ellie

35. moles: yes but theyre outside and probably have rabies and are blind af and no longer are in my backyard---- jkjk yea i do tho

36. marks: everywhere on my ugly af self

37. childhood dream: i wanted to be a squirrel when i grew up sooo

38. hair color: dark brown

39. long or short hair: short shoulder lengthish??

40. do you have a crush on someone: yeah everyone i meet ever 

41. what do you like about yourself: my curly af hair and strangely large energy reserves (gracias mitochondria)

42. piercings: ear piercins

43. blood type: idk man but i hope its the kind from that episode of doctor who with the aliens and they controlled u with blood or somethin and david tennant lost an arm it was wild

44. nickname: sofie, sofie dofie, didi, olaf, mr. f@#*ing compassion, slink, softpants once again, sof fresh, coneybear? leaf?, ronnie, macaronnie, charlie kelly tbh

45. relationship status: hahahahahahahahahahaha

46. zodiac: cancer, (yes i know im a crabb dont make funna me)

47. pronouns: she/her also ultimate supreme ruler of 7M tbh

48. favorite tv show: stranger things, its always sunny in philadelphia, parks and rec, the office, tbh the new show i just binged yesterday called the OA, friends, etcetcetc

49. tattoos: nope i have a very low pain tolerance

50. right or left hand: right im bland af

51. surgery: yea my poor eye lol ive had like 3 on that one alone whwhwhw

52. hair dyed different color: no id look like a uglier potato

53. sport: competitive cloud watching

54. *GASP* there is no spoon…there is no question 54…………………….  ………………………..hey remember those wayside school books because i sure do------ also keepin this im unoriginal and still dont understand tags lol

55. vacation: the moon

56. pair of trainers: white superstar adidas or grossly dirty “white” converse cuz im basic once again

plus generales

57. eating: i just ate strawberries and a grilled cheese sandwich sooo

58. drinking: w a t e r ---stay hydrated mis amigos

59. i’m about to: host the most lit party in the world tbh (mario kart and pizza binches)

60. *bo burnham voice in my head, for some reason* it’s not real. time is an illusion.------ im lazy do u see a trend????!?

61. waiting for: my next trip to the northeast cuz i miss it

62. want: a real friend tbh.        also *dr evil voice* 1 MILLion DOllaRs

63. get married: yup and i agree with the bae on “why couldn’t this have been question 64 because when i’m sixty four by the beatles is also the best song ever sooooo”

64. career: eww the future i h8 probs an astronaut so i can fly into the void

which is better

65. hugs or kisses: AWW ILL TAKE ANYTHIN

66. lips or eyes: eyes who even looks at lips eww theyre like chapped and stuff

67. shorter or taller: short lil bean or tall beans everyone is valid

68. older or younger: all the ages?

69. yOU hAVe GOt To bE KiDdINg ME wHY is 69 SKipPeD--- gracias por las cosas

70. nice arms or nice stomach: eww nice personality honestly

71. sensitive or loud: sensitive like me hehehehhee

72. hook up or relationship: relationshippppp<3 if any soul could stand me for longer than a day

73. troublemaker or hesitant: ??????? i like robbie rotton

have you ever…

don’t we need tequila  apple juice for this part

74. kissed a stranger: no but today i made a snarky comment quietly about a kid who was smoothie drinkin and bikin and we made solid eye contact for like 30 secs sooo same difference

75. drank hard liquor: i licked vodka once it was gross and i almost threw up

76. lost glasses/contact lenses: jason sat on and broke my glasses once so same thing

77. turned someone down: yeah the monster livin in my drawer tried to take me to the movies once and i was like BOI UR A MONSTER LIVIN IN MY ROOM COME ON

78. sex on the first date:   eWWWWWEWWewewewewwwwew

79. broken someone’s heart: hah no one has ever liked me in the history of the human race sooo

80. had your heart broken: everyday

81. been arrested: im what the police call “an angel”

82. cried when someone died: every time my fav character died or any other time im an emotional lil bean honestly

83. fallen for a friend: yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhehehehhehe

do you believe in…

84. yourself: eww no i suck

85. miracles: one time someone said i was pretty 

86. love at first sight: yes i’m certain that it happens all the time STEALIN IT ELLIE SOZ NOT SOZ

87. santa claus: yes yes yes 

88. kiss on the first date: mmmmmmmmmidkman

89. angels: me

other

man, op really ran outta ideas here

90. current best friend’s name: none of my “best friends” think im their best friend too soooo no im a lonely person but if i had to say somethin itd be russell crow(e?) as javert tbh

91. eye color: poop brown

92: favorite movie: all of them but also good will hunting, cinema paridiso, life is beautiful, dead poets society, breakfast club, 16 candles the list goes ONNNNN man

well, it’s been real

i tag vlad putin and jeff