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MY TIME TO SHINE (prepare for cringe selfship art of ur tord and me /silly)

now for an actual question, if this has been asked before i apologize but whos ur favorite of the main 4 to draw?

YIPPEE!!! silly tiem

i dont think that has been asked before, but i think its kinda obvious...

tom <3

and he has always been my favorite to draw.

[screamingay]

somehow these current roommates we have are the worst that ive known yet and last semester we literally had a girl who smoked cigs IN her bedroom. list of grievances below lol

[2amriize]

can i request when bsf riize accidentally confesses to u. It could be thru a kiss too !

i love ur writings theyre amazing!!

tysm love ♥

˚⟡˖ when they accidentally confess to you — RIIZE

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note! i loved this request sm!!! it took me a while to think about how each would confess, but i enjoyed writing it! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა also, i think this is my longest post, so i hope you like!

genre fluff, angst ?

pairing bsf!riize x reader

ᯓ★ SHOTARO

As you did every week, you and Shotaro had planned to go downtown to browse shops and buy things. It was a plan you religiously followed every week, as it was the only time you could see each other. Shotaro had been your best friend since high school, but now that you had both grown up, you were busier and couldn’t see each other as often as before.

You usually followed the same route through the stores to see the new things they had, but that day, a new accessory shop that had just opened caught your attention. You knew Shotaro loved accessories, so you both decided to go in.

Shotaro headed to the sunglasses section, as he loved collecting them. You, on the other hand, went to check out the keychains since you also loved collecting the cute ones. You couldn’t help but smile when you saw some otter keychains, which reminded you of Shotaro, as he looked so much like an otter. He approached you, and you showed him the keychain you had found, to which he laughed.

"Do you want me to buy one for you?" he asked while looking at the selection.

"Mmm, if you choose one for me, then yes."

He started looking through the keychains and approached some couple’s keychains with a smile. Seeing this, you walked over to him. "These would be perfect for us" he murmured.

"Shotaro, those are for couples," you said, laughing.

"Oh, are they? And why aren’t we one?" he whispered the last part before moving to another section of the store.

ᯓ★ EUNSEOK

You and your friends had organized a trip to spend a couple of days in an apartment near the beach. At first, you weren’t too excited about going, but when you saw that your best friend Eunseok was going, you agreed. At least if you got bored, you knew he would always make a joke that would make you laugh instantly.

You spent the days at the beach, sunbathing, playing some games, and swimming in the sea, but finally, the last night had arrived. You were lying in your bed when Eunseok knocked on your door.

"Do you want to go for a walk? The beach looks beautiful at night," he asked, and you quickly agreed.

A few minutes later, you were both walking along the beach, talking about random things as you always did. Noticing that you were shivering from the cold, Eunseok took off his hoodie and offered it to you.

"You always forget to bring something warm... how can you be so clumsy?" he said while draping his hoodie over your shoulders. You laughed softly as you zipped it up. After walking for a while, you stopped and sighed, "Can we sit for a few minutes?" you asked, and Eunseok nodded.

You both sat in silence, watching and listening to the waves before you. You loved being at the beach at night. You really liked the sound of the sea, and it was the only thing you could hear. You leaned back on your elbows and closed your eyes, enjoying the sound.

"The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?" you heard Eunseok say. Opening your eyes, you realized he was looking at you with a smile. You sat up and looked at the sky, but there was no moon visible that night.

"Eunseok, there’s no moon tonight."

He simply sighed and let out a small laugh; "That’s not what I meant..."

"Then what? You’re just talking nonsense again..."

"No, y/n, what I mean is this," he said as he leaned in and gave you a soft kiss on the lips.

ᯓ★ SUNGCHAN

"What’s that game?"

"Haven’t you heard of it? The two people the bottle points to have to spend 5 minutes locked in a closet together," Seunghan answered as he placed the bottle in the center of the circle you had formed with your friends. What was so fun about spending 5 minutes locked in a dark closet with someone? Even though it didn’t seem like a fun game to you, you agreed to join, sitting next to your best friend Sungchan.

"Seriously, you’ve never heard of this game?" he asked, looking at you, to which you shook your head several times. "You’re so innocent about some things..."

You and Sungchan had known each other since you were kids, as your families were inseparable. You had spent many vacations with him, so for a long time, you had considered him your best friend.

The bottle started spinning and, to your surprise, it landed on you.

"Now spin it to see who you’ll spend the time with," Seunghan said, and you nodded and spun the bottle. When you saw that it landed on Sungchan, you sighed, preferring that over being paired with someone you weren’t as close to. But when you looked at him, he didn’t seem as happy as you; in fact, he looked quite serious.

"Sungchan…?" you murmured as you stood up. He seemed lost in thought until he heard you. After a few seconds, he looked at you and got up, walking toward the closet.

"Alright then, see you in 5 minutes, guys," Seunghan said before closing the closet door.

The situation was a bit awkward, as you didn’t talk during the first minute. What was wrong with Sungchan?

"It’s too quiet..." you finally said. "I can hear your breathing, even your heartbeat," you laughed softly, hoping Sungchan would laugh too, but all you heard was his breathing. Why was he so quiet?

Your hands reached out to touch his body in the dark to make sure he was there, bumping into his arms, and you noticed how he flinched.

"You scared me..." he finally spoke, to which you laughed.

"Why are you so quiet? It’s scary to be in the dark and be the only one talking..."

"Sorry, I was thinking about other things." Before you could ask him what, Seunghan’s voice from outside interrupted; "You have only one minute left."

"Oh, well, at least it’s almost over," you said, hearing Sungchan sigh. Your hands were still on his arms, and you noticed how he was getting closer to you.

You felt him take your face in his hands, and the next thing you knew, his lips were pressing against yours. You squeezed his arms, a bit confused. After a few seconds, he pulled back slightly and whispered against your lips, "Sorry, I’ve been wanting to do that for a while..."

ᯓ★ WONBIN

You were at Wonbin’s house, both of you lying on one side of the sofa, scrolling through your phones. It had become a common thing to go to his house after your classes, not to do anything in particular. After so many years, you had enough trust between you to just hang out and do nothing.

While you were looking through Instagram stories, you saw that Wonbin had posted a new one where he was with several of his friends. You looked at it closely, focusing specifically on one of his friends. You sat up a bit and moved closer to him to ask.

"Wonbin, who’s this?"

The guy, still lying down, looked at your phone. "Him? That’s Anton, a friend from my group. He’s really nice."

"Oh, and he’s cute too..." you murmured as you continued looking at the photo. "Would you give me his number?"

Wonbin quickly looked at you and then, after a few seconds, shook his head several times, to which you complained, "Why not?"

"Because... he’s a bad guy."

"Wonbin, you just said he’s nice. How can you change your mind so fast?" He just sighed, ignoring you, so you moved closer to him. "Come on, Wonbin, he’s too cute. I need to talk to him."

"No, never."

"Why not?"

"He’s not the kind of guy I want you to date," he said, still looking at his phone.

"Oh, so you have a kind of guy you want me to date?" you said, laughing. "And who is that?"

"Me."

ᯓ★ SEUNGHAN

"Agh, how is it that everyone has a couple now? It’s not fair..." you said as you picked up your coffee from the table.

You had arranged to meet your best friend Seunghan for a drink at a café, but you couldn’t help but notice all the couples sitting around you, showing everyone how much they loved each other.

It had been a while since you had a partner, as your last relationship hadn’t ended well. You had taken some time to be alone, but seeing so many people in relationships made you want to be in one again.

"When will someone love me...?" you sighed, taking a sip of your coffee.

"Don’t be so dramatic, y/n," you heard Seunghan’s laugh as he looked at you, shaking his head.

"Seunghan, I’m serious. No one has shown any interest in me in all these years. What if no one ever loves me?"

Seunghan looked at you intently from his chair in silence. How could you not see that the person who liked you the most was right in front of you? He always looked at you so lovingly, but you just never noticed. You were always looking at everyone around you except him.

"What if I end up alone?"

"You won’t be alone, y/n, trust me."

"Yeah, well, how can you be so sure?"

"Well, I’ll always be here."

"Yeah sure, but I want someone that loves me in a romantic way, Seunghan."

"Well then, let’s date."

You almost spit out your coffee when you heard that.

"What?"

"Let’s date, y/n. You’re the one I like. It’s always been you."

ᯓ★ SOHEE

You loved going to parties with Sohee. Every time you went to a party and he was there, you had a great time. He would turn into a complete extrovert after a few drinks, dancing and hyping everyone up.

And Sungchan's house party was no exception. Sungchan was a mutual friend and quite popular, so his parties were always packed. While you were grabbing something to eat in the kitchen, you bumped into a guy you didn't know. He apologized several times, and you two started a conversation since he noticed you were wearing a t-shirt from one of his favorite bands.

After hours of dancing and jumping around, Sohee was about to enter the kitchen when he saw you and that guy talking and laughing in a corner. He froze. After a few seconds, he turned around and walked away from the kitchen door.

The truth was, you really liked that guy. You had a lot in common, so you ended up giving him your number to chat later, as you urgently needed to find the bathroom. You said goodbye and left the kitchen, searching for the bathroom in one of the hallways of Sungchan's house.

As you passed by the door to Sungchan's room, you heard Sohee's voice inside. What were they doing? You quietly approached and pressed your ear close to the door to listen to what they were saying.

"So, you don't know who he is?" you heard Sohee say, sounding a bit nervous.

"No idea, bro, I think he's a friend of Jaehyun's..."

"Ah..."

"But what does it matter? y/n isn't dating anyone, right?"

"No, she's not. But I wouldn't be happy if she was, especially not with a guy I don't know..."

"What's wrong with that, Sohee?"

"Because... because I like her."

ᯓ★ ANTON

You were incredibly upset. You had a crush on a guy for months and finally mustered the courage to confess. To your surprise? He rejected you, but not only that, he said some really hurtful things like, "You think you could be with someone like me?"

You couldn't help but start crying as soon as your best friend Anton showed up at your door. He immediately came over, wrapping you in his arms and gently stroking your hair. You stayed like that for a few minutes, saying nothing, until you finally calmed down and were crying a bit less.

You lifted your gaze and met Anton's, who was looking at you with a small comforting smile.

"Are you feeling better now?" he whispered as he wiped away the tears still falling from your cheeks, and you nodded. He looked at you for a few more seconds before sighing. "How could he say things like that to you? If I saw him right now..."

Seeing Anton getting angry made you let out a small laugh. You had never seen Anton angry before, and honestly, he looked really cute.

"It's okay now, Anton… maybe it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have confessed in the first place," you murmured, lowering your head a bit.

"How can you say that? It’s not your fault, y/n. He doesn’t deserve to be with you. I can assure you there are people who would give anything to be with you."

A small smile appeared on your face as you listened to his words. "Yeah, sure... and where are those people?" You noticed how Anton gently caressed your cheek and lifted your chin a little to meet your eyes. Unexpectedly, he leaned in, leaving a kiss on your lips before whispering against them, "Well, right here."

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Just out of curiosity, if the things were to be reversed (fear Vika/human Saran), what do you think Vika's characteristics would be? I'm intrigued! Do you think their personalities might change? Maybe Saran would be less closed off? The fear itself (you mentioned it was like phobias? Iirc?) Would change?

Totally not trying to get you to talk more about lore and what goes behind fears/Saran turning into one, no sir-

"fear" is just the term used for any type of paranormal being that manifests due to intense negative energy (most often resentment, anger, hatred, sorrow,...) : theyre ranging from ghosts of deceased, manifestations of fears and phobias, nightmares and spirits etcetc and some are harmless and neutral (they can always evolve into smth evil tho) while others are harmful and evil

saran is not a phobia/fear manifestation like mogu is for example; hes a special case of vengeful ghost who went through a mutation (dont wanna disclose too much or i spoil a good chunk)

if their roles would be reversed...thats such a fun question!!! i think i might do an AU of it even AHHAKJSBCK i thought up a whole changed, alternative storyline now

warning for tiny (non descriptive tho) suicide mention, just in case

if their roles would be reversed, half of it would basically be like "if saran didnt die" scenario. their reversed story wont go exactly like the canon story goes tho bc theres no vengeful saran, no fear seeker eyes, no azais questionable methods

sarans life would go exactly how it did before his death (just the 7 years later, in the current present); hes in his early 30s, finished his studies to become a doctor and doing the amygdala stuff as a side job as azais partner since he still refuses to mingle w the ghost world again tooooo much bc of his upbringing in the cult (he always wanted to be just a normal guy instead of constantly interacting with the paranormal)

amygdala isnt a big exorcist organization like it is in canon story but rather a smaller group of exorcists now (basically, just one elite now instead of 10). azai and saran never had the argument that led to his death and azai didnt go the villainous route (lol) which makes saran still one of the only ones who can see the unseen all clear like he sees the living (like in canon story when he was alive)

which also makes him the first to notice and see vika who is a sorrowful sad puppy ghost full of regret bc he was enticed into suicide by an entity and still young and new to the whole paranormal world. its the first time saran feels for a ghost and doesnt exorcise them. vika ends up haunting him instead of the other way around (bc of course they fall in love with each other <3 in every universe) and sticks to him while saran keeps an eye on him to make sure his pure soul wont get corrupted and he ends up an evil ghost. he wants vika to have the chance to enjoy the life that was ended so quickly so early (vika is around the same age as canon) and vika wants him and only him to exorcise him before sarans life comes to an end one day

basically, less dramatic than canon story i guess? just saran and his puppy of a sorrowful ghost living a more or less domestic life bc theres no amygdala doing shady shit in the background and no certain vengeful spirits eating eyes and trying to take revenge kajscbjk

their personalities are still the same, altho saran has less of a "creepy evil" side since hes no evil ghost anymore and vika is even more puppy i think??

[decafbat]

i really like how much depth your art has, do you think you could show how you break down bodies when sketching if that makes sense? it’s something i struggle with a lot in my art! ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

ok apologies in advance, this is probably going to be a really long and tangential rant about art that may or may not actually help you in learning how to construct bodies. im just gonna put it under a cut to save everyone from seeing this huge text wall.

i dont think its gonna be possible for you to replicate my methods here, because theyre mostly just really specific shortcuts for finding certain proportions and reference points for anatomy, which i'm fairly versed in, but not as much as i'd like to be. the shortcuts you'll need will be different from mine. im glad you think my art has depth, that is something i am trying to seek very intentionally right now, and i dont think im even close to the depth of form i am actually aiming for. so like. this makes making a tutorial kind of inherently hard. nevertheless, i threw this quick sketch together after like 3 failed attempts. (i was doing those attempts digitally, ended up giving up on that and going back to traditional because its what im most comfortable with rn)

i didnt get all the steps i took to get here because scanning that much would be cumbersome but ill try to explain how i got here. i start with the head almost every time.

i use a lot of symbolic/graphic shapes when drawing heads and dont stick to using forms very often besides the circle at the center of the head, which i use as the base to form these graphic shapes around. think of it like "wrapping" the ball in various textures and masses. the eyes are usually "textured" onto the head, notice how the her left eye looks narrower then her right. of course i try to make sure her bangs sit along the curve of the sphere and her ears look like they sit on opposite sides of the head. its easy to forget that part, making the head look unsymmetrical. the particular masses of leica's head would be her snout, which is just a curve extended slightly outside the diameter of the ball, and her hair, which are two strange organic shapes that are quite hard to draw, two hair sprig anime antennae things (forgive me, i forgot the word for them,) and the back of the head, which i usually need to extend slightly. its a little too extended here, needs more on the top, i fix this in the final pass. this was a quick sketch, so i didnt focus too hard on the forms of the head beyond the most essential ones for her design, but i sometimes highlight the form of cheeks with curved hatching, or try to make the eyes appear more sunken-in as they are on human faces. i dont know how to proportion the neck and torso correctly until i draw the head, so i always do it first. next, i did the torso.

so heres why i said that you probably wont be able to replicate this approach. you do kind of just have to practice anatomy, i cant just make it make sense because im not very good at explaining this stuff, but ill try to go through what i did here. so, i generally use simplified bone shapes to find proportions and reference points, as well as more complicated shapes like those of elbows and knees. i try to study fairly often because im not satisfied with here im at with this stuff yet. of course, i dont think i'll ever be. so i'll usually start with the ribcage, add a shoulderblade out the back to find the shoulder, the armbones come out of that, the bone in the upper arm connects to the ulna with a sort of three-pronged attachment, one big knurl in the middle, which forms the thrust of the elbow, two little ones on the side. i think those are part of the ulna but i dont remember. see, you dont really have to know what exactly they do as long as you know what they look like. the ulna does some goofy rotation shit i dont understand, connects to the wrist, and then we have a hand, which, i mean, im not good enough at hands to even be telling you how to do it, but i just have a big squarish mass and some little hotdog fingers coming out of that. you can see on her left hand that ill have a big circle forming the the area on the hand where the thumb attaches... theres more depth to the hands, i think you can easily find better tutorials then i could offer. anyway, under the ribcage theres the pelvis, represented with a box. ill get into that when i talk about the legs. i wanna briefly talk about the way i add the flesh and fat to the bones.

so, i really can't give a comprehensive crash course on anatomy, but i can point you towards the morpho series, which is where i get most of this stuff from. you can get very far with the volumes Simplified Forms, Fat and Skin, and Skeleton and Bone Reference Points. moving on, i just kind of have a feel for where the masses attach by now. the important thing to remember when drawing fat characters like this is that the fat should "hang" from the bones and flesh, drooping down slightly. leicas fat hangs substantially, so she's not very wide despite her weight. this is important to her character design i feel. i almost always draw characters naked first when doing serious drawings because it will come in handy knowing where the forms of the body are when i add the clothing. by focusing on the way her body looks naked, i can modify the impression of those forms when adding clothes, and when i add them later on in this drawing, leica will take on the distinctive boxy look i try to draw her with.

if you look at the arm, youll see that the place the line of bone sits is very high compared to the whole mass of the arm, the flesh and fat of the arm "hang" from the bone, and then the upper arm squishes against the bent forearm too. even if the anatomy in the arm is indistinct, it can still look convincing when the forms act realistically against one another. the elbow has much less fat connected to it, so its more bony then the rest. this isnt actually consistent on all people so like, think about that kind of thing when designing characters, like i was talking about before, fat can sit in infinite different ways. maybe if i was doing a more objective anatomy lesson i'd draw cath, because i do have a sort of vague understanding of muscle placement that doesnt come through here, but probably would if i was drawing a scrawnier character. let me know if you want that.

a word on the breasts too: they hang a bit lower then you'd expect, keep that in mind. the attachment point is also angled, as the line shows. the line starts roughly in the middle of the torso and ends around the armpit, but the form of the breast can go underneath the armpit or even connect around the fold of fat in the back. many things to think about. i love boob shapes. ok lets finally get on with it and talk about the legs.

so, the really specific shape of the pelvis doesnt matter that much unless youre drawing a really thin character, so its just a box here. out from the sides of the pelvis, extending out more then you'd expect, is the femur, which ends in a similar joint to the arm. this shape helps me figure out the form of the knee. two masses on each side with a bunch of complex and weirdly shaped bones forming the kneecap, which i have omitted because i dont yet know shit enough to include them. i am learning though. so, obviously the feet are just scribbles here because im just gonna put her feet in socks anyway. you really dont have to do more then you have to. a few tips i can offer here, the butt should hang a bit too when drawing fat characters, i think the butt is supposed to start just below the pelvis if i remember, but take that with a grain of salt. i also didnt really do that here but its hard to tell because she's facing mostly forward. again, i dont think i can really communicate what's going on here. morpho has a lot of great drawings explaining the shapes and muscles of the legs, all things i might focus on more when drawing a scrawnier character. for this case, i regrettably don't go too hard on the legs. also i should note that legs would usually be much longer, leica is really short so ive exaggerated the proportions to communicate that. i may change my mind on that front in the future and give her more grounded proportions. the important thing to remember with legs is just getting a nice hierarchy of forms going. bigger thigh going into smaller calf going into smaller foot. it mostly comes automatically now.

i added the clothing, shaped up her head a bit, added a bit of fur. i put her in her classic outfit, just a sweater and jeans. i enjoy the big thick folds that come out of these clothes, and big areas of white space too. its nice. i try my best to form all the folds around the forms of the body i drew earlier. thats one case where i really really have no idea what im doing and could never explain it in words. its just some fun intuitive play with loops and lines. this is at around the stage for a sketch where i'd do inks, or if it was going to be a finished pencil drawing i'd erase out parts piece by piece and replace them with nicer and more defined lines and tones.

i guess that's all i can offer , i hope that halped.

[lovelyrotter]

okay but i actually kinda wanna know ur take on stridercest being canon compliant O_O <- autism stare

oh hey i am also hitting you with the autism stare. ill try to get my thoughts down in a way that makes sense to more than just me hahaha

bear in mind that im an epilogue lover and i think Meat/Candy are really valuable pieces that further all of the characters and are also hard canon in the sense that we're looking at just 2 post-game universe outcomes out of an uncountable number (the book in the picnic basket representing post-canon fanfic). i think the characters actions in the epilogues make sense and are satisfying to me. yes even jane (i love alpha jane and i will not do her the disservice of 'cleaning her up' w/o showing her work for it. thats not how you depict a character who grew up with fascist programming). i could totally go on a whole tangent about this specifically but thats another post lol we'd be here forever and its also not stridercest

but okay. canon stridercest. under the cut cause it got kinda long

basically it has to do with the cherubs and how their relationships and mating rituals are pretty obviously incestuous leaning even though cherubs dont have the human concept of Siblings or blood family. the cherub who predominates will search across paradox space to mate with another cherub who closely resembles the cherub they predominated which is like textbook Freudian sexuality. theres a lot of Freud and Jungian stuff in HS imo even if im kinda [wobbly hand gesture] at the validity of these theories applied to real life and real people. but theyre super fun tools and lenses to use in fiction and i mean. gestures at all of dave

so the incest aliens cherubs. the whole reason why im talkin about them is bc Caliborn is so incredibly interested and invested in the Striders in particular. caliborn as both Lord English and Lil Cal shapes earth NOT OVERTLY but more so embeds himself in earth society, but again, the Striders lives in particular. dave is full of incest jokes. hes even apparently got a list of his friends arranged in order of how likely theyd incest-elope with each other (thank you epilogues for this amazing factoid). he seems to think about it often enough to, yknow, Do That. have a good solid think about that and construct an organized list about it. bearing in mind dave makes jokes about stuff thats a) bothering him, or b) generally camping out in his brain. hes not even really aware of it most of the time (as we see in one of the openbounds where hes all 'why am i thinking about puppets???' after seeing dirk for the first time in that dream bubble. he is thinking nonstop about dirk at that point and going off his only frame of reference for ANY dirk, which is his bro. his bro who was most likely deeply warped by Lil Cal)

sorry for the long blocky paragraph lol. but now onto the next thing

Caliborn as Lil Cal is the centerpiece in the beta strider apartment. dave cant escape him and beta dirk grew up with him. what the fuck do you do when youre childhood comfort item is also the most evil creature across all of paradox space? if youre a dirk you try to fight it. but how long can you keep fighting something like that. its safe to say that bro was affected by Caliborns particular brand of perversion and sfw kink. i dont think i have to say how insidious abusive and toxic he is about those things. and looking at the truth of beta bro (16yo alpha dirk) you can start to see just how warped beta bro became. beta bro is a false dirk (still a very Real dirk but not the Truth of dirk. beta bro has been toxified and made infinitely worse by an absolute evil influence over decades of life. in 80s fuckin texas. presumably in the system. anyone would be fucked up after that)

so for this analysis/theory im stating beta bro as a false persona. using jungian terms he is apha dirk's shadow

both dave and dirk live with a fake, carefully manicured version of their bros. they live with personas (or shadows of their guardians on the walls. hello platos allegory of the cave). they dont actually know e/o and they dont until the striunion

alpha dirk especially grows up embedded in the Public Persona Of Dave Strider 400 years post mortem and completely alone with unlimited internet access. hes a self admitted expert on his bro and we dont get to see a lot if any of his early childhood but i can hazard a guess at how much he clung to that persona of his bro. he fuckin idolizes dave. he LOVES dave. right off the bat he is in some kind of love with dave and i think if you try to argue against that then thats you slippin. i think youre a fool and have to reread homestuck because i wholeheartedly believe the striders loving eachother is part of the win state

once again this is speculation cause we get barely anything about alpha dave, but from what we already know about him im guessing this bro-persona is

achingly effortlessly cool

oozing masculinity (toxic or not, not really interested in categorizing that although toxic coolboy masculinity IS something the striders contend with & is an important facet in their lives)

a skilled fighter

a dedicated moviegoer (hes a director need i say more. this one is probably the only genuine thing about his on-screen persona)

and now lets look at jake. someone whos grown up on pretty much nothing but movies, whos doubtlessly been influenced by hollywood and its idea of gritty 'main character' masculinity through that, and who also clings to more old-school ideas of manliness (think victorian/edwardian era gentlemanly-but-loves-a-good-scrum kinda manly. moustache twirly with a monocle kinda manly. basically everything that grandpa harley is)

but okay lets look at what jake wants to be. lets take a look at his teenager persona

achingly effortlessly cool (his own 'hollywood star' kind of cool also def influenced by his favourite characters like lara croft who is indeed achingly cool. you see him succeed in inhabiting this hollywood star persona on earth c)

oozing masculinity (the old school manly mans-man kind)

a skilled fighter (two pistoles always. harder to aim cause you cant use a free hand to make up for kickback. that takes skill)

a dedicated moviegoer (again one of the only genuine parts about his persona. his questionable-to-wretched tastes aside. but bearing in mind that the SBaHJ movies are intentionally bad which is what makes them loop around to good. such is the nature of intentionally 'bad' art. jake fuckin lives in this perpetual bad-good art loop. okay enough with the art tangent keep focused man cmon)

because dirk has obviously way more contact with jake i dont doubt he sees through jakes own (admittedly way more flimsy) coolboy persona but the point still stands i think. different flavours but the same kinda guy. dirk has a type and i dont think its a stretch to say that hes looking for aspects of the bro-persona he grew up looking at in other boys, much like the winning cherub looking for the one they lost in the cherub theyll mate with

also wtf is with dirks obvious boner for dave chasing him across paradox space to decapitate him huh?? the last few sentences in Meat are about that very thing. he wants to fuc fight dave sooo bad. haha remember how the cherubic mating ritual is one of the most violent and long running spectacles in paradox space? i sure do

[surreal-duck]

Tumblr user surreal-duck can I see your ocs I miss them

HI LORE i. miss them as well and rly should do smth w them again one of these days. but ur in luck bc i was sweeping thru my old internship doodle files and theres a good chunk of these i finally have reason to show LMFAO

anyhow these r mostly from the magical girls story ive been rotating in my brain for like? 4 or 5 years now?? but specifically the two mentor figures + the opposing antagonists (id posted the first two before on this blog but not the rest bc favoritism) these were frpm around 2022-23 so 👍

these r nikolai (red) and olivia (blue) !!! theyre childhood friends and formerly trained together under the same mentor before they got dragged into a larger, sinister plot/organization and nikolai defecting from them and just general disastrous yuri breakup dozens dead many injured etc. olivia was overly devoted to their mentor and turned a blind eye to the truth of what they were doing convincing herself that shes in the right for doing so! and the shock from nikolais abandoning her festered into immense hatred and theyve been at each others throats ever since <3 now nikolai has a mentee of her own that she simultaneously uses and sends off on missions to lowkey sabotage that organization. said mentee is the lil phantom thief girl ive drawn here and then but i honestly have no clue if ive posted her all that much either. anyways throughout the story they kinda bite each other and also kiss at some point but not before trying to slit each others throats and gouge their eyes out. the usual routine

heres brook and kane!!! brook is the main four's mentor, and old friends w nikolai. theyre somewhat of a secluded and otherworldly being living quietly among humans as an apothecary in the woods, and assists/watches over the gang!!kane along w olivia is one of the subleaders of the evil organization seeking to revive a fallen god to bring upon a new order upon the world but honestly hes not all that into it. he hates the world anyways and is bored all the time even with his extra and dramatic attitude so wouldnt it be kinda fun to bring it to ruin and renew it from there. at least til the magical gang kinda manage to make him come around and he becomes a key ally for them!!! plus he has beef with nikolai since who knows when and before his reformation she kinda would send her little mentee on "errands" to ruin each of his plans. and because of such she happens to run into the main gang often before they eventually befriend her as well (but not without heck of a lot of conflicts on their end too). post reformation though he kinda just pops by now and then with some new intel for them to use + becomes utterly smitten at first sight when he met brook and is now in fervent pursuit of them even with their indifferent ass. brook takes advantage of this by making him do near impossible errands for some rare ingredient or another but somehow he always comes back to their doorstep with the biggest smile on his face bleeding from every part of his body and cheerfully handing them the coveted item. and many such cases. they go drinking w nikolai the same night and vent to her how he would not leave their ass alone and she just laughs at him

and here is a pretty old chart also my old art kinda hurts/outdated designs and is missing my girl olivia but things r generally like this. plus some refs i never ended up finishing and now kinda dont like so i will redo that yet again at some point maybe lol

also some old marilanis while im at it bc i crave yuri and none of my ocs are exempt from this

[attex]

You think fp and lttm have some self soothing behaviors?

i have been regularly thinking of answetring this ask (it was sent 3 months ago.) but i kept fucking forgetting. i think they do tbh but theyre akin to how they move around their puppets by default, yknow how some people move their hands when talking its like that for their Thinking in a way. it can be like when someones mumbling/talking to themselves cuz theyre really lost in thought or something. (insert joke about italians here) this applies to every iterator with a functional connected puppet...

this is just advanced headcanoning btw, read more cuz its kinda long and not formatted well

for the cringe siblings though i headcanon five pebbles would be touching his robe fabric a lot (especially post-rivulet where hes more concentrated on his own puppet and tries to use it more to ground himself to his own body), he does that out of stress usually as another little external representation of his emotions- i imagine a lot of the structure straight up moves and has a lot of its parts basically shifting and wiggling around, its more involuntary but i think pebbles moves and bundles up his cables that are normally used for local data transferring. he doesn't have much to reorganize within him internally a lot of the time (anymore...) so he basically moves his devices for it for the sake of the sensation of having/doing some sort of action

i think moon sometimes gently rocks her puppet back and forth when under-stimulated. though she usually lands back to staying very still (she does this before her collapse too anyway, she meditates in a way have you seen how she moves her puppet to the middle of her chamber and closes her eyes and has her halo move gently etc. AHHHHH its so cuteeee) also i draw her with hair like wires so um :) she braids them sometimes or caresses them. shes much more disconnected from her entire body so its Something to do at least. she will hold and look at the pearls or other items that creatures end up bringing to her also <3 post-rivulet she gets a lot to do with her structure. she very often rumbles parts of her to hum sounds and such, she does this with her puppet too but its more akin to humming a melody for the puppet lol. while every iterator can has a near-constant background hum and noise caused by many things, moon explicitly alters her internal humming to match external things she is experiencing- (unlike other iterators who don't usually have their internal "rhythm" match their external environment as well) i believe she developed this habit to be more in tune with her environmental location as it helped with not causing as much harmful interference to all that is around her (she has an older, not as performant/optimized can so she needed to adjust to function better), its beneficial for her workings too lol! her organic parts do need to be in tune with the life surrounding her to be able to keep stable.

[neonhellscape]

so i got ideas about mr haneumann and the local murder elf being compatible so. this is with the tone of them getting together as a couple, though theyre both insane enough they would never call eachother boyfriend yknow??

reminder ive not played the game so if i characterise them wrong or whatever please forgive that. im running off my partner's discussions and screenshots, one video of the party members chatting to eachother, and then just my own pure undiluted mental illness.

idk if this needs warning tags, like. theres some details where wow these two are freaks but all pretty par for the course with tech priests and drukhari yknow? if you're interested in that lot youre used to them being a bit fucked in the head, theres nothing startling i dont think. let me know if otherwise

wibbly wobbly keep reading link time

It was a slow discovery of his- that perhaps flesh may yeild some purpose in this life beyond being a target to strive against. Soft, squishy bits of pale meat interspersed between severing masses of silver… it was clear which he preferred.

Despite what may be presumed were he to word such observations, this was not a statement contradictory to his faith. Rather… one that coexisted, within his personal classification of it. While some permitted their metalwork to rust or tarnish, some polished it to a bright shine. He personally had tended to a delicate patina over many years- a cultivated, gentle age that took time and life to create, and became a point of pride. There was purpose to his cleaved respirator, scarred as it might be, remaining his, rather than being replaced as another might insist upon.

His skin bore the same scar as it. For weeks his reflections had considered that perhaps, by logic of his own fondness in that unique mark, his skin should be cultivated in the same tender way. Where he desired it be kept, at least. There was at least a small list he intended to act upon yet.

Leaning further into the mirror, he squinted. Then opened his eye wide. Blinking once, then looking left, then right. The lens of his optic allowed him to observe the function in entirety, not drifting in the same manner as the organ embedded in his skull. In tandem, it was optimal- a demonstration of his latest discovery. Manifestation and observation within one unit. Flesh and machine working cohesively.

A trilogy of satisfyingly tuned clicks permitted him to see closer in increasing magnification, the creases settling heavy around his eye seeming cavernous with the observational closeness. It downturned from the central point, practically heavy with itself and lending to a sadness or dismissiveness that had been inquired of cause from him numerous times- often followd by frustrated statements noting how his expressions were little showing even within the expanse of his face that remained uncovered. More recently, the frustration was instead an apparent care, expressed by a Rogue Trader keen to know his emotional wellbeing and not satisfied with the statement that his emotions could be vaulted and were already minimal in days before then.

Sparse, fine hairs darkened the border of each eyelid- he had forgotten the term for such hairs, likely so obscurely referenced and commonly known he had purged the record of it to provide space for another. Web-like blood vessels sprawled across the white of his sclera, and with the soothing touch of metallic fingers he prised away the lower lid to see where they stemmed from. With it gapping away, he could see closer inside himself than he'd found possible without wounding, a mass of veins and a… squishy casement.

Everything about flesh was squishy. There was no better word that contained both the textural description and the inherent desire to poke or squeeze. It… was gradually losing the sickening revulsion that it had previously held for him. Fascination at the intricacy distracted from the goreless yet undeniably visceral sight.

A slight pain, weak enough to be felt purely by his original nervous system rather than entering the network of alerts, appeared in his cheek. Permitting it the focus it meekly requested from him, he looked to the staples still decoratively lacing his scar, and the slight soreness between the two that had pinched together with his inspection. Pressing the cool fingerpad of the fourth digit between them, a cascade of neural connections expressed themselves in a marginally deeper, relaxing exhale through his respirator. A fascinating cause and effect.

Perhaps the Omnissiah would impart news of his yeilding to the Biologis who once argued so feverently to her cause.

Of course, there was reason to these new contemplations beyond the practically ancient conversation with a Magos of whom he could scarcely recall. A reason that he had long believed was rejected through petty ignorance, now more than ever, yet endlessly unnerved some part of him aware of repercussion.

It was no longer enough to deter him. Were he to be challenged, he would have argument enough to any wise Magos and the protections of the intriguingly considerate Rogue Trader to excuse him- a feral devout would brand him for any number of more minor transgressions, and he cared little for their opinion as a result. There was no need to justify himself to anyone lesser. With no sign from the Machine God to the contrary, he held confidence in their mutual safety.

If a threat were to emerge against those odds, Marazhai was certainly capable of defending them both. Getting him to cease and retreat when was wise instead of following the delighted urge to create more bloodshed would be the issue.

Depicted in a bloodstained memory was his smile. A sharp, taunting thing that even on recall brought a small flutter to the complicated systems that comprised his vastly spanning heart. The sensation made him feel somewhat queasy with awareness of his internals and their movements, yet… he decided to settle with that awareness, rather than seek to avoid it.

Marazhai had often mentioned such things, talking about it more casually and knowledgably than any other. Enjoyment seemed not just in tandem with the concept for him, but directly tied to it- within it, inherently part of it. The internal sensation of a pulsating circulatory organ rotating the order of contractions within its chambers at an elevated rate was apparently part of what was thrilling to him. Particularly in unison with one of said circulatory organ held in his hand. Whether it was somebody else's or his own seemed open for discussion.

Hand raising to his chest, he felt the bulky plating that simultaneously served as armour and external structural support to keep the sheer weight of his own body from punching clean through the select parts of his ribcage he had kept. Aware that concealed beneath the plate and gently threaded into it's supports was a structure of spokes of different lengths throughout his torso, at least three requiring openings be constructed through the artificial lungs that connected directly to his respirator. The various extended chambers, sub-chambers and adjoining injectors that marked the core of his circulation laced between it all like vines about a trellis, cables threading into the thick plating encasing his spine to relay fuel and power back and forth.

Slim, prising fingers had already forced their way through that casing once, nails scraping along the brittle vertibrae without the reasonable fear of the metal clamping down and crushing the spindly, intruding digits. Perhaps- 80% chance- even enjoying the thrill of the threat. One that had never manifested- it had taken diverting and shutting down a number of automatic systems, but he had remained curled up on himself for the curious touch, head bowed to the floor and back curved to keep the spacing as wide as possible without permenant damage. The most he had moved was to constrict a mechadendrite around the skinny figure looming over him, squeezing his waist in need for a grounding touch that earned shallow, gasped breaths and nails raked down the patches of skin at his sides. In sheer overwhelm, he'd forgotten himself, beginning a binharic trilling that concisely conveyed every alert, sensation of panic and pain that he'd felt. Not once had he requested cessation, and enjoyment had been interspersed far more frequently than he'd anticipated- the recall could never be misinterpreted as begging.

Marazhai's feelings on the matter required no clarification. Prising through the tubation of his respirator to grip his throat and draw his head close, hissing praise and encouragement for the sounds. Nails finding the seam where his skin had been tucked in against the metal, splitting it away slowly, sinking in to his knuckles with audible desire in his voice at the distorted screech it earned. Encouraging him, taunting him, urging him for more-

There were things that needed to be done. Recalling this before doing them was unwise.

The first step he took was with weak enough legs to sway, instinctively driving his mechadendrites into the ground to stabilise himself.

Certainly unwise.

-

It was rare to see pure, untainted anger in the Drukhari- an expression of unenjoyed frustration. The matter brought an ominous intensity to him, intimidating between his towering stature and the unusual shuffling clicks of his armour.

Turning his back, he began finalising his prayer to the machine spirit, raising a hand in a request for a moment he hoped would be respected.

With the wrenching snap of two metallic digits and the firing of a spring into some distant corner of the voidship, it was not.

"Iron mon-keigh!" his voice boomed, spinning the unit away from his task to hook a fist around the collar of his chest plating, weaponising knowledge of his precarious balance to lean him back and force him to stagger into the wall and be pinned. The snarl on his face was one of hatred, yet by that uncomplicated existence openly proclaimed vulnerability. The fact he had taken to petty name calling and careless damage only reinforced that fact.

"What am I to you?"

Hesitant to provoke him with misinterpretation, the list of potential answers was kept aside for a moment. "This unit requests clarification."

"Well, let us see. The teachings you devote yourself to demand my eradication, and yet here you are- pliant in my hands. You are taught to deafen yourself to the words of the xenos, and yet we have had any number of conversations to date. I am keen to know- am I a curiosity to you? A thing to observe while you have the chance, to prod and poke with no intention of indulging anything to completion, let alone satisfaction? Or am I perhaps here to prove to your fellow mon-keigh that their path is correct, informed by our inevitable- mutual- destruction in your idiocy." A snarled smile then crossed his face, the taunting look hollow compared to its usual enthusiasm even as his fingers flexed in a dramatic display of squeezing the main intake line of his respirator. "Or am I perhaps a contradiction that you are oblivious to, unable to differentiate between the feelings of your meat from the determination of your metal…"

Feeling his lungs seize as the automation attempted to cycle air that never came, he latched on for stability, staring into his eyes with an unchanging expression. Marazhai's pupils had contracted somewhat, revealing more of his iris colouration than could usually be witnessed.

"Remove the obstruction of the air intake and this unit will provide an answer."

With a hiss, he squeezed tighter, presumably then seeing the flaw in demanding answers while inducing a loss of consciousness. Sighing, he released the pipe, permitting a few seconds for him to recalibrate before snatching his hood. Leaning in close, sharp elbows resting on his shoulders in a way that no doubt tore into his robes, flicking the magnification lenses over his optic idly with a sickly tone to his voice. "Now, indulge me. Explain."

Briefly reducing the function of the optic to ignore the irritating distraction, he turned his head enough to compensate and maintain a direct visual contact. "The observation of the x-" he stalled, refiling the name allocation in a way that only seemed fair given context of his impending argument, noting the curiosity masked behind impatience in the face looming close to his own. "-of the unit Marazhai lends to new observational data of the unit Pasqal."

It had captured his focus, if not his approval yet- with a twitch to his eye that eluded to a smirk, he continued his infuriating assault on the magnifiers. "An unusual statement. Elaborate on… 'the unit Pasqal's' observations."

It was hard not to be irritated by the accumilating taunts, encouraging him to employ the division of such emotions from himself. Automatically announcing, "This unit has employed emotional vaulting procedures due to persistent irritating behaviour."

Had he not already removed such feelings, he'd have been annoyed further at the fact Marazhai stopped his fidgeting in response. He could've at least had the courtesy to continue after that effort. "Summary: this unit has taken note of numerous observations contradictory to it's prior stance."

"So-"

Clamping his hand over the impatient Drukhari's mouth to prevent him speaking further, he was consequently reminded of the damage dealt as the two damaged digits hung slack. Despite the damage preventing proper silencing, it enabled the same result with apparent compliance. "The prior stance concluded the teachings of the Biologis to be inferior and misguided, and that of the common attachment to the flesh to be deluded. Flesh could not be refined and moulded in the manner of metal- an inherent degredation and deterioration that cannot hope to compare. With observation…"

Despite his emotional containment, he felt dread. A combination of truth and fear combining to form an abomination assaulting his being, an internal conflict spanning a lifetime that had been entertaining to contemplate until now. Until offering it to a location it may be witnessed. The increasingly bored eyes watching him pressed him to proceed. Taking granular comfort from the nature of the man recieving the discussion and the near impossible threat of a betrayal from him, he continued.

"This unit has observed xenos processes that warrant the maintenance of flesh. Through the application of Drukhari cultural phenomena, there is merit to the study of the flesh."

"What does this mean, iron-"

Snapping, he allowed a static hiss to briefly distort his communication. "Name-calling is beneath you. Demand for cessation, communication will resume once applied." On being met with an exhausted silence that made his pulse deafening, he continued. "The statement was intended to notify an observation of compatibility in practices. This statement is not to be relayed further."

"My, my…" his voice practically purred, "your fear… Is your conviction truly so fragile in such an obscure statement?"

Allowing his eye to close, he bowed his head in a way that caused his hood to slip and obscure Marazhai from his vision. Rapidly, the fear melded into hollowness- if nothing more, he had hoped for the statement to yeild a conversation of interest to merit the risk it posed. Instead, it seemed…

"No- no! What is happening within you? This-" he trailed off in frustration, seeming to struggle articulating his feelings. "Why does your fear retreat in such a manner? Surely you had not hoped I would be pleased with this wittering-"

"It was this unit's belief that, by communicating an alteration in perception of practices, it would convey a keenness for discussion. Academically or recreationally. It would seem this statement is false, it will be logged-"

"You speak in such riddles. If I am forced to to entertain myself in the midst of further droning I will prise those sweet, shrill sounds from you once again-"

"Compliance with will identified. This will be satisfactory."

Somewhat taken aback, he allowed his weight to sway to one hip. "Satisfactory? Do you wish for me to make you scream once again?"

"Keenness to experience, observe and analyse expressed."

"…do you wish to learn from me?"

Taking his broken fingers in the opposite hand, he began inspecting the damage for repair. "An exchange. To learn and to educate."

Scoffing, the Drukhari settled his hands on his hips with an aggressive sneer. "And what could you possibly teach me?"

Extending his hand forward abruptly, he insisted plainly, "Repair." On recieving a confused look and hesitation to comply, he insisted again, "Repair."

"You mistake my intentions and my skill, I-"

"This is the education this unit will provide."

"And why would I allow a creature such as you to learn from me, let alone indulge the concept you could educate me? The nuances of my lifestyle would be lost on a mon-keigh, and there is no knowledge of value that you possess which I do not already know."

Allowing silence and contempt to build, he began the process of repair, returning his hand to primarily functional use- the loss of the spring prevented the flexing of the last knuckle on his index finger, and he mentally logged to locate a replacement for later. By the time he was done, Marazhai was leaning in to watch, some depraved concept visibly concocting in his mind.

"This is the education the unit will provide. Relay, edited: 'The nuances of my lifestyle would be lost on a xenos'. Relay end." Grasping his face with the now repaired digits, he squeezed, pressing the metal into the hollow of his cheek. "Magos is a title and knowledge bestowed to few. Unit Marazhai has previously identified and expressed keenness toward this unit's persistent suffering under the rites of augmentation. Unit Marazhai would learn to better utilise the blessed machine within his… lifestyle."

"If you intend to express yourself as my equal-"

"Equal to or greater than," he hissed, squeezing tightly enough to make him decide: part his jaw or grit his teeth and permit them to be broken. The former was selected, adjoined with a rough shake to pull free- hooking his fingers in Marazhai's mouth, he pinched behind his lower teeth and under his chin to create a steel loop that all but pierced him. Watching his attempts to wrench free at the indignity, biting fruitlessly into metal that would not yeild to mere bone and drooling as he was held, snarling as it was used to pull him down to an even height. "My lifestyle has been earned through the blessings of the Machine God and precise augmentation to craft the body into a unit even the great Marazhai has expressed appreciation and desire for," he spat, allowing a sarcasm protocol to emphasise the 'great'. "To aspire to perfection through agony is to aspire to this unit. You have much to learn. Proposal to begin education: a more satisfying purpose for that ignorant, sharp tongue."

The wording held a significantly more sexual implication than he had intended. Marazhai's eyes lit up on it being expressed- in both desire and amusement, all encapsulated in a desire to taunt. He refused to correct the implication for the risk it would be misconstrude as yeilding. A swift redirection back to the point at hand.

"The proposition is one of equal exchange. It requires mutual cessation of ignorance and mutual acceptance of equal role in varied manner or expression. It requires unit Marazhai learn to repair and maintain this unit in proper fashion and timeliness. It requires unit Pasqal learn to repair and maintain unit Marazhai in proper fashion and timeliness." Leaning closer, he used his free hand to tenderly wipe the line of drool from where it threatened to drip from his sharp jaw. "It includes a bond that, on severing, revokes all access to each unit beyond baseline social protocol. Is the proposition understood?"

Head held still by the grip on his jaw and pride, the resulting nod was felt rather than seen, followed promptly by a tongue openly dragged along the fingers in his mouth in some convoluted statement of… presumably an oddly expressed approval. Perhaps a request to speak. Withdrawing his hand before there was risk of drool seeping between the joints, he offered the opportunity, noting how Marazhai rubbed his jaw and almost hesitantly straightened- not through fear, but through something else. An unusual submissiveness.

"I will say, that was quite the experience. An intriguing proposition too, much akin to arrangements I have had before, although… I retain one question."

"Ask."

"You have not clarified what I am to you in satisfying enough terms."

Nodding, he pressed his fingertips together as he considered the best way to conclude what he had struggled to articulate. "You inspire curiosity for this unit's flesh, in ways that had been previously unrealised. In this way, in the parallells to the state of xenos, you are my flesh. A thing containing many marvels and yet neglected for a not insigificant quantity of time, now entering a period of research where it may be better enjoyed and appreciated. …does this satisfy your question?"

Seeming lost in contemplation for a moment, he finally returned to the conversation with a smirk. "Only if I am permitted to truly indulge us in our mutual education, Magos."

[spacealligator]

I'm curious to know how you manage your documents for fics, so I've come to you with a few (possibly fun?) questions regarding your process !

1 - How do you name your documents? 2- If you have a multichapter fic, do you keep it all on one document, have a separate document for every chapter, or something else? 3 - If a situation arises where you want to make a drastic change that can essentially end up deleting thousands of words, do you commit to deleting those chunks and start fixing them right in the original document, or do you resort to making copies first so that you still have the original? Something else, maybe? 4 - Optional freebie slot ! Tell me something about your process that you might want to mention, but I didn't have a question specific enough for you to mention it !

hellou whoooo, thank you so much for the ask, here`s how my mess of a brain organizes everything?

1- most of the time the titles are just the theme of the fic, so for the Handsome Cop universe ie the title of the google docs was police AU for a long time, Ive had names like roommate AU, ame trio AU, flower AU etc very straight foward. I only change the title of the google docs once I settle on a title I really like, and that usually happens when Im about to publish and have to come up with something hehe

2- I keep all chapters in one doc, and also, if Im writing a series, theyre also in the doc because I often need to reference it to check some infos or really just the tone of the writing up until then. The worst part is correcting some info that you`ve been using for some time, like the age of a character changes, or something that happened in their past and they reference it a lot, then I have to go over the whole text and look for the specific mentions of that info and it just sucks

3- I have a google docs called kill your darlings where I put the scenes and ideas that were edited off my final drafts, I often go through the drabbles to check if there`s any cool idea in there I can re use under a new light

oh man 4 it`s gonna be a wild one

while reviewing and editing I often use text to speech tools to make sure that the writing sounds natural, its really useful for non native english speakers like myself

I have a spreadsheet of all my wips, with their % completion status, whats still on the pipeline to be written, and just silly ideas that I want to explore in the future (I had to do this because I had more wips than I could manage and was drowning in plot bunnies hehe)

when Im stuck I like writing on my phone because its hard to care about formatting, so I just shoot hundreds of words into a doc that when I open up in the computer looks like a enormous wall of text, and its easier for me to correct, edit and fill in the gaps once I have the main content on a page (blank pages scare me)

I often write all the dialogue of the scene first, and then fill in the gaps with descriptions and inner monologues, this way I make sure the conversations in my fics have some rhythm to them

most of my stories never had an outline, I just get this scene in my had and then I have to do the work around to get there and after it the consequences of it, right now Im working on my cowboy bebop AU and its the first time I really planned a plot, but I dont know whether is better or not

sometimes I go back to read my fics already posted but I often get an itch to correct things like wording and typos, but I dont because thats a rabbit hole I don`t wanna fall into

I hope you enjoyed reading my answers and got something useful out of them, I`d love to ask you right back and hear about your writing process too!

[cindersnows]

ok @storgicdealer i started writing out a thing in your askbox and then lost it so im writing it in a post instead.

freevic ramblings

(...that kind of ended up turning into mangvic my bad)

ok so like. vic escapes the youtube video. and they find the freedom ad and instantly go into the outernet. theyre one of the first citizens of carteblan, and exactly the type of stick freedom had set out to help when he started a city in the outernet.

(for a little context; the original victim is still dead, as well as all her clones. in my hc/theory, the victim we know who starts rocket corp and lives in the outernet escaped from a youtube video after basically just living out his own death in a fucked up loop over and over until she gained sentience and decided to break out. she's like. a copy of the original victim. haha xerox of a xerox.)

in the beginning, most of the houses in carteblan are still being built, so vic ends up rooming with freedom. and they were roommates. they become friends pretty quickly and freedom tries to help vic come to terms with their trauma and stuff, (he doesn't know that vic escaped from the youtube video --- vic is insecure about being a copy so they lied and said they just survived the deletion and got to the outernet).

they both get happier together even after vic decides to move out and start their own company. freedom's happy that vic's moving on from what noogai did to them and becoming their own person (hahaaa if only he knewwww,,,). freedom also decides to support the company as it's the first proper organization thing to open up in the town and it's pretty useful! as carteblan grows, freedom gets officially appointed as mayor and rocket corp kind of becomes tied in with the government, giving them tech and stuff.

i don't think freedom and vic ever properly label their relationship as anything other than a friendship, though they do go on dates and stuff pretty frequently. its pretty queerplatonic actually. vic likes to spend time with freedom a lot because he makes it feel like a normal person, a good person who's doing what's right for society. for freedom, hanging out with vic is like a breath of fresh air, one of the few things that didn't change after he was given responsibility over and entire city of traumatized stickfigures.

sometimes vic has major depressive episodes where its difficult for him to do any work which makes him even more frustrated, and freedom is the only person she really considers close enough to help. they remind me of that one short where the couple text each other "feet pics" to get each other out of bed when they're sad.

honestly, when i think about it, i'm pretty sure freedom is the only person vic actually considers a friend. most other people she hangs out with, she only vaguely likes, and a lot of the time she has to pretend to like people for pr. (in my hc, their relationship with the mercs is purely transactional, and i doubt either party is looking for more.)

both freedom and vic have insecurities about their relationships with other people; freedom has gotten into multiple romantic relationships over the years, though none of them have really stuck, and he often feels like people only like him for his power. vic feels like that too, but with the added feeling of "if people knew the real me, they'd hate me". they lie to everyone, so they feel like everyone's lying to them in return, with the exception of freedom, who's only ever been honest (and vic convinces herself that she's not lying when she says she's happier now and that rocket corp is working for a good cause).

freedom's probably unsure about the idea of capturing chosen (and dark?) at first, but vic manages to convince him by talking about how many people have been hurt by them and lost their home websites/games because of them. the capture is left up to rocket corp alone, since it was their idea, and since by this point rocket corp is basically just the military but if it also sold household tech. freedom's proud of vic for taking the steps to help keep other people safe after vic has frequently beat themself up for acting 'selfishly'.

spoiler alert: freedom gets called to the rocket facility after a massive fight is reported and the place basically blows up, and finds the color gang + chodark + kingduo + the mercs + vic and several other workers all badly hurt with signs of them having gotten into a fight. freedom automatically takes vic's side, because those are two terrorists fighting against fucking Rocket Corp, of course he's going to assume vic's in the right here.

but then cg and kingduo explain the situation (including the torture and the interrogation and sutff), and while freedom doesn't want to believe it, vic refuses to answer when freedom asks if it's true, and freedom knows in his heart that vic was the 'villain' here.

freedom is just. extremely disappointed in vic. and vic in turn feels horrible, because she was convinced freedom would take her side, having seen the ugliest parts of her and accepting her regardless. but freedom thought that vic had moved on, that she no longer wanted revenge, that she was happier.

he can't bring himself to formally arrest vic, much to the protests of cg+kingduo+chodark. they're best friends, after all, and freedom knows from his experience with his own animator that hurt people hurt people. but vic still needs to face consequences, and freedom knows more than anyone else what would hurt vic the most. he strips vic of his power, removing him from the position of the ceo of rocket corp and saying the government is going to take full control of it.

he also says that he's going to completely cut contact with her.

this hurts vic more than anything else, being abandoned by the one person she considered a friend, close to a lifelong partner, all because of her own actions. even after mango and purple decide to help pick vic off hir feet and become a better person, vic spirals, shutting out everyone else and refusing to connect with anyone.

it's only when mango lets vic stay with him after she loses all her property, continuously being kind to them even after seeing what a horrible person they are (because he's been in their place), that vic starts to open up.

this DOES lead to vic beginning to put mango on a pedestal the same way he did with freedom, but i mean, people don't change THAT easily. it'll probably take a few talks with purple to help break the cycle, since purple also struggles with idolizing people (albeit in a different way). i could say So much about victim and purple helping each other become better people but this is so long and also that's off topic so that's a ramble for another day.

[clownmoontoon]

RAAAAHHH HELLO ITS BEEN A MINUTE!!! \OUO/

YOUR FAVORITE CLOWN IS BACK IN BUSINESS ive been quiet a while, a LOTS been going on in my personal life that brought my social medias to a complete (and unfortunate ToT) standstill til now!

i rlly wanna talk about it, its been honestly life changing and for safety i need to add some warnings:

cw for abuse both physical and emotional, and suicidal thoughts/ideation (dw im ok and not suicidal! i used to be and i finally have real context as to why)

ANYWAYS LETS TALK ABOUT IT

i got the opportunity to see a therapist for free for the first time since i was a kid and it was IMMENSELY eye opening.

SOME CONTEXT: ive lived with just my mother since i was a teenager as i tried to "make it" as an artist. ive had my ups and downs w this career goal and have been heavy in the midst of a very big Down period. entirely brought on by how sick i was at the start of the year to june (infected lymph nodes, pneumonia, 2 pounds of tumors in my uterus that required the removal of the organ entirely etc, i may have a weak immune system im realizing sdlkjd) which resulted in me having very little energy to create and/or post content. by july i needed to basically start over. which i was excited to do! i WANTED to get back to work and i was even excited for art fight! ;u;

aaaand in july is when my mom thought would be a good time to threaten to kick me out unless i found money to give her or got a "real" job. this came as an extreme and horrifying shock as i had just asked her the month before to "believe in me just a little longer" as i finally felt i realized what id been doing wrong all these years before and felt strongly i could succeed before the end of the year, she not only emphatically agreed but even said i didnt need such a time limit and she definitely didnt mind supporting me til i reached my dream lol i couldnt even do anything until july bc i was busy recovering from major surgery, coming home with tape on my stomach to heal the incision that hadnt fully closed yet

ive wanted to see a therapist for ages bc im Full O' Trauma and i knew it would help. The way this worked was basically like getting a free trial, i got six days of therapy (to be spread out as far as i liked) thru zoom.

i used the visits more for getting advice on how to reach my goals thru mental blocks and exhaustion bc ultimately i felt like 6 days wasnt enough time to get into trauma stuff and i really just wanted to get my career off the ground again, hopefully permanently.

i had vented a tiny bit about my mom and by the final visit w my therapist i decided to forgo the "how to better reach my goals" questions and ask if she had advice on how to handle someone like my mother, who i had to live with and rely on and who would often say something cruel whenever the mood struck. as i told her about my situation she stops me and asks

"do you hear yourself? bc i hear you"

and im suddenly so scared shes going to tell me the same, "get a real job" "stop acting so selfish" etc

instead she says, "this is abuse, youre literally describing an abusive relationship"

i was in complete shock

i even asked her how could i be the one being abused when i was the one using the resources and she compared it to a person getting married to someone rich and that rich person treating them like theyre worthless for not also making money.

it shook me to my core especially bc my mom loved calling me an abuser and comparing me to her abusive ex husbands (one of which used to abuse her physically, punch her/beat her etc) and saying im just like them

for the record ive never laid a hand on her, she would say these things whenever the mood struck, often out of nowhere

once bc i told her i couldnt read her mind and didnt know what she wanted lol wild

ANYWAY after this conversation i started looking back on my life and realizing why ive always felt so worthless, why i thought until my early 20's that suicide would be the best option for everyone. i was so exhausted from chasing this dream and feeling like such a worthless burden, my mother would get so angry with me for just existing and i felt like she would be so much happier if i were out of the picture, my sisters (both a decade older and living w their own families) calling me a leech and selfish for "using" our mother etc

any time i would stand up for myself, kindly and meekly as i could my mother would tell me how she wanted to punch my mouth, slap my face etc for years i thought she'd eventually fly into such a rage one day that she'd kill me and... i honestly didnt really mind the thought once while in high school my mom picked me up for lunch and offered to pay for a prom dress. i told her that it was ok, i knew she was struggling w money rn and i didnt really wanna go to prom anyway she flew into such a rage she pulled over on the highway just to pull my hair and beat me, and then dropped me back at school to finish my day lol

realizing that all of that IS NOT OK OR A NORMAL WAY TO FEEL OR BE TREATED AND I DEFINITELY DIDNT DESERVE ANY OF THAT was extremely eye opening

i told my best friends what my therapist had said and they were both like YEAH... DID YOU NOT KNOW YOU HAD AN ABUSIVE MOTHER??

apparently it was very obvious ^^; my friends were shocked to find that i thought everything was my fault, my therapist even used the term "gaslighting narcissist" to describe her which was WILDLY VALIDATING for me lmao

sitting w all these thoughts whirling around my head my mom texts me suddenly and tells me to ask my sisters for money (13 hundred dollars lol) bc she needs it for "bills"

i didnt want to do that at all she told me to "use my big words" to convince them and not to say it was her idea, but instead to act like i was asking bc i wanted to

it felt gross and made my skin crawl and honestly didnt even make sense bc WHY would i need that money so i asked but let my sisters know it was my mom asking and said she prob felt embarrassed to ask, while telling my mom that i asked in the way she wanted

my oldest sister makes good money and has helped our mom w money in the past. she texted me back asking why our mom needed money and why 1300 and i told her honestly i didnt know, i asked my mom what to say and she said to tell her she had an itemized list but she left it at work and couldnt remember what was on it lol

my sister told me to tell our mom that she couldnt help rn, so i did and my mom encouraged me to push harder to my other sister

suddenly the sister i had been talking to texts me and says that our mom left her a voicemail saying she doesnt know WHY i would ask for money, must be bc she threatened to kick me out bc i never help her with money :,( which was WILD bc any time i had money my mom would get most if not all of it, i havent been able to save money since ... ever tbqh, even when i tried my mom would successfully guilt every dollar from me letting me know i didnt deserve to save a penny after all shes done for me aaAA

ANYWAY i was so angry and hurt that my mom would just throw me under the bus i told my sister i had proof i wasnt lying (bc she was already inclined to believe our mother since they both considered me a leech to start with) and sent her screenshots of my texts

she was shocked and hurt too i decided to tell her about my therapy and how my therapist had called our mom an abuser and she answered that she understands more than ill ever know... which is very sad hjghfgf

we havent really talked more since and i deleted my texts to the other sister, more likely than not my mom sent her a similar voicemail

im very tired

i want to get out of here, im finally seeing this relationship for what its been for years and years, even back to when i was a little kid! i didnt know about suicide but id dream of being an animal in the wild bc i felt like if i were just out of the picture everyone at home would be less angry

its something that enrages me now tbqh ive tried all my life to be as little of a burden as possible and now im ready to be a problem LMAO :o)

the long and short of it is that i will be posting art sales and opening my patreon FINALLY to try and save up funds to get out of here ive also gotten a part time job on weekends for a little cushion tho some of that money will inevitably go to my mother, unfortunately

she doesnt know about the money i make online :o)

my family has constantly called me selfish, entitled and spoiled for just asking for common decency and to be treated like a person, theyve dehumanized me to the point that my greatest coping mechanism was creating a creature sona that isnt human but a monstrous equivalent lol AND I LOVE THEM IM EMBRACING CREATURE LETS FUCKIN GO

i know this has been long and if youve made it to the end i love u and im so thankful for your support!! ;u;

FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT!! i want to come back full force, i havent stopped drawing at all, just havent had the energy to do much til now

my therapist even pointed out that i probably WOULDVE had at least moderate steady success by now if it werent for my mom's constant abuse

OH ALSO I NOW HAVE FOUR CATS LMAO a stray i had been giving water to and keeping safe from weather things (extreme heat, extreme cold etc) had her kittens here! and my mom gave me the ok to keep them all ;u; (and then ofc rescinded that but thats hardly a surprise now lol) and man, having kids cats sure changes your perspective on what u want and feel like you deserve! I NEED TO DO WELL BC THESE KITTIES DEPEND ON ME AND I LOVE THEM QVQ <3<3

SO YEAH IM BACK BABY IM GETTING THE HELL OUTTA HERE ASAP AND CONCENTRATING ON MY WELL BEING AND MENTAL HEALTH!! 😤🔥

[bunnygirl678]

I must know your silver and gold head cannons!! Spe and game verse 👀

Oh man you’ve just activated my trap card, I’ll try not to type your ear off (see what I did there) I have a ton so this is just a sampling

Let’s organize a bit (also I know you put gold/silver but I’m adding Gio cause I love him and I love to explore their relationships)

Games:

-gold is the sweetest and most naive little cutie, silver is a spoiled brat who pretends to hate his daddy but really misses him,

-Gio had to leave silver because gio’s enemies were going after him and he’d rather have silver hate him and be alive than have had him come along only to not make it out alive

-gold is a history nerd who loves dragging silver to every museum where he has to read every placard, when they explore a new region together gold takes multiple history lessons and reads a ton of books before, silver puts up with it because he loves him but he hates school type stuff, even as an adult

-Gio is also a history nerd (think your uncle who always has a historical documentary going in the background), once silver forgives him, he often pawns gold off to his dad so they can watch whatever boring historical education show they find

-gold eventually gives up his title for silver, he knows silver wants to be reunited with his father, and he really isn’t too worried about good versus evil, his focus is silver

-gold runs every morning, silver has gone once and never went again (although he does like looking at gold’s ass in those cute running shorts)

-gold comes from an impoverished or lower middle class background, silver is used to having maids, even after roughing it for those years, silver easily falls back into his old lifestyle, gold is always a bit more uncomfortable, he’s always extra polite to the staff (it makes up for silver who is just always an ass)

-gold confesses first (obviously this depends on the au) but after that silver takes the lead in the relationship

-silver has a tendency to be overprotective of gold, gets jealous easily, has gotten into plenty of fights cause some guy was walking too close to gold, gold is super naive and can’t tell when someone is flirting and he’s so friendly they read it as flirting

-gold is… extremely kinky, he is a natural sub, definitely pushes silver to try/do things he’s not super comfortable with, but silver can’t help but indulge him

-gold stops battling shortly after they get married (or even before) not just his title, but he’s not really interested in training, he keeps his team of course but they’re more like pampered pets than elite fighters

-silver didn’t really want kids but gold (and Gio) talked him into having an heir, silver is wrapped around the little finger the first moment he holds the baby, he is much softer with the kids/gold than he is anyone else, they only have 1 maybe 2 kids, he stays a dick his whole life lol

Manga:

-ufhhh they’re such sun and moon characters, hot and cold, but really it’s opposite what they look like on the outside

-silver is the only person gold feels comfortable enough to relax around and not have to put on a fake machismo act (it takes a bit but he gets there), he’s actually rather maternal (come on he’s the hatcher!!), enjoys tending to the home, wants to raise kids, loves cooking/baking

-which brings me to one of my favorite and I need to write this more into my fics but gold is the reason silver gets healthy. Gold saw his too skinny bff and knew he needed to learn how to cook to help him beef up (especially after learning who silvers father is, Gio is a man’s man)

-Gio feels incredibly grateful to gold (and his mom depending on the au) for taking care of silver, he also finds that gold somewhat resembles a younger version of himself (headstrong, passionate, loves silver)

-Gio uses gold to get in silvers good graces

-silver has a lot of scaring all over his body (hence the gloves/jacket/pants, even in the summer) he hates them and thinks theyre ugly, gold kisses them daily, puts special lotion on them, tells silver how handsome he is, how they’re a reminder that he’s strong and can survive

-gold has problems with his self esteem, he throws himself headfirst into danger, willing to die for other enough that it seems he has a death wish, and silvers the first person to ever pick up on it and actively work on helping gold overcome it (I have a fic where golds gonna get punished but instead of spankings it’s writing a list of all the things he likes about himself)

-silver wants a huge family, gold does too, tons of pets, lots of kids, they don’t care if it’s in a shack or a mansion as long as they’re together, they end up having at least 4 kids, gold is a fertility king so their surrogate does great (or him if it’s omega)

-gold grew up well off, not as rich as Gio but very wealthy, one of the richest families in the small town

-silver is very soft, doesn’t like to hurt anyone, golds morals are a lot more loose. It would be fun to have gold an executive for TR and silver is the prince in name only lol

-they get married ridiculously young (honestly same for both games/manga) even if gay marriage isn’t legal they have a ceremony and to them it’s a full wedding (also sexy if Gio bribes some officials to allow them to get married ridiculously young like too young, idk I love them being freaks)

-they are ostracized by the town for being gay, they become menaces

-gold teaches silver how to relax and have fun, he also works really hard to give silver all of the experiences he missed out on

-the reason gold had such a hard time learning the move from ultima is that he wasn’t sleeping or eating (neither was exbo) because silver was not around (and for exbo, gatr)

-their teams pair off in relationships, they borrow blue’s ditto a few times because certain team members (exbo) get depressed over not having eggs with their chosen mate

-they die moments apart

-gold is bottom boy (manga and games, although I still read top gold, I just only write top silver lol)

-I have some darker hc that I can tell ya in a dm but they’re pretty dark

-gold hides his accent, it comes out when he’s drunk/tired/around other hicks, silver loves his accent and melts when he gets called darlin’

-silver has night terrors due to his childhood abuse (for the record pryce was wayyyy worse to him physically than he was blue), he’s scared about attacking gold on accident when they first sleep together, but to his surprise, he doesn’t have a single nightmare, and when he occasionally does, they fade quickly and gold is always there to hold him and reassure him

-silver is a dork, gold is not, it’s pretty much the honor student and the delinquent jock, if silver had never been kidnapped his only friend would have been his daddy till he met gold, and gold would have never been able to be himself until silver (gold gets into fights a lot too)

-gold is super athletic (not an hc, canon) he has lithe muscles, silver enjoys watching him train for his pokathalons,

-idk i have a ton more but i am sleepy haha

Sorry if these aren’t what you’re looking for!

Happy new year!

[drifloonz]

i can!! the polycule ever. Being between these two is so funny bc i feel like theyd just barter and argue over you lightheartedly sometimes and then other times in private theyre both just loving all over you and eachother and the tonal shift is so funny.

also i accidentally answered this early because tumblr sucks so bad and APPARENTLY pressing enter does that which is why the ask is a screenshot instead of an Actual ask and that'll annoy me but oh well that was all i could do.

i hope you enjoy !

red x reader x blue! ( poly )

i'm not gunna separate the names here probably bc its a polycule if you get one you get both, even if thats more useful for the organization, So.

ღ whether you knew them as your childhood best friends or met them recently - probably on one of their travels or vacations - and somehow wormed your way into both of their hearts - you found yourself dating both red and blue. i'd like to imagine they both agreed to date you simultaneously in a polyamorous relationship because... well, they were already dating, and they're sort of a package deal. they discussed this with eachother and decided it'd be perfectly fine.

ღ blue's gotten older and is therefore a bit less of... how he used to act, being all smug and acting better than anyone else, but his cockiness and confidence will never go away no matter what, and he'll make it clear to you - he's definitely the main PDA giver in the relationship - red does give PDA as well, but mostly handholding and kisses. blue straight up will try to embarrass you with how overbearing and affectionate he is sometimes because he finds it really fucking funny. i like to think he tries to make a game of making the most embarrassing pet names and nicknames he can use for you and so every time you two talk in public he'll just keep coming up with them.

ღ in a related note, blue is also very protective and jealous over you. not with red, obviously, he was dating red and also dating you. just with anyone who tries to flirt with you or tries anything weird, he'll come over and put his hand on your shoulder and start to very obviously state that he's your boyfriend. red doesn't get as jealous or protective as easily, but he will do the same thing sometimes if he senses you're uncomfortable with talking to someone, simply putting his hand on your shoulder and making a little grunt towards the other person, then quickly walking you away from the situation.

ღ red's the tallest of you three unless you happen to be taller than him. he does use this to his advantage... which, is mostly just flexing on blue and you. blue's a close second ( once again unless you happen to be taller than him but shorter than/the same height as red ).

ღ i hope you like attention because both of them will give so much to you. they're pretty mindful in not accidentally excluding you from activities, wanting you to feel comfortable and included in anything the two do unless you outright don't wanna do whatever they're doing at that moment, which is fine.

ღ the funny thing abt this though is that blue specifically is very clingy and wants attention from either, preferably both of you, at all times. if you give red a kiss he'll be like "Hey, where's mine?" and will bother you until you ( both, usually ) give him one.

ღ related to the last point, they're both very adventurous in their own ways - traveling regions often, going to explore anything that interests the two of them... so you'll be moving around a lot, probably. hopefully you're fine with that. if you are, they'll both make it a point to make wherever you visit exciting and to show you the prettiest spots in whatever region they visit next.

ღ i hope you like getting cuddles from both sides, because if you three all choose to sleep together ( they will probably get a big ass bed solely due to this ), then you're usually going to be in the middle. they also both snore in their sleep, but blues is noticeably louder than red. so i hope that doesn't bother you LMAO. blue is also the type of guy who sleeps the fastest out of you all, and also changes sleeping positions a lot and he's probably pushed one of you two off the bed more than once. red takes a while to go to bed, usually waiting until you two have dozed off. he usually is just reading something to wind himself down before bed. he might even have reading glasses but who knows. red himself always makes it a habit to give both of you goodnight kisses before he himself goes to bed.

ღ if you ( or any of them ) are in danger, the other two'll know. it's like a secret sixth sense for them - they'll try to find you ASAP and protect you from any sort of threat, whether it be a strong pokemon or a malicious trainer, or something else. if it's fightable, they'll absolutely woop the things ass if it is a pokemon or a trainer giving you a hard time or even genuinely threatening you.

ღ it's not a guarantee, but i feel like you'd probably have to be a pretty strong pokemon trainer to get their attention in the first place - or someone else of note. but if you aren't, you know the drill. they'll definitely try to nudge you or help you get more pokemon and train them to be a powerful trainer. ... mostly as an excuse for them to have someone to fight on an equal level that wasn't just each other, if you weren't already a strong trainer. they're your personal trainer bfs...

ღ red's the most typically romantic of the group, i'd feel. although his preference for dates is just adventuring, similar to blue, he'll also take you and blue to places with the best sights and views, and is also the one who's most likely to take you all on a dinner date or something. type of guy to give you a bouquet of roses to confess. meanwhile blues the type to give you a random pretty stone or rock he found. ( admittedly, red would do the exact same probably. )

ღ i like to think that you and blue can basically understand anything and everything red says, despite him being mute. basically just seeing his expression and then looking back at someone and going "He says he likes your hat." or smth. Psychic Brain Link /j.

ღ red will scruff you and blue out of awkward or dangerous situations at a moments notice. which is funny bc reds prob a hypocrite and goes into fairly dangerous situations often just due to wanting a challenge or something.

ღ blue and red if you don't wanna go wherever they're going at that time, will be sure to at least leave one or a few pokemon to watch over you and keep you company. all of the two's pokemon are pretty familiar with you at this point, and they're all very happy to be around you :]

ღ they also like to show you any new pokemon they caught or at least saw along the way in other regions if you don't come with. will take pictures and show you.

ღ i like to think all 3 of you, intentionally or not, share clothes with eachother sometimes. its cute.

ღ most iconic polycule of kanto. amen.

[shigayokagayama]

sakurai hato or minegishi :3? my faves

sakurai:

Sexuality Headcanon:

this man is gay

Gender Headcanon:

honestly nothing in specific. cis but in a "never really put much thought into it" kinda way. could he be inclined to question or transition? perhaps, but he is too busy cleaning up the giant comical jar of disgusting orange sauce that spilled all over the floor because a customer insisted they could fit a weeks worth of groceries into one cheap reusable grocery bag and it predictably split open and went everywhere and now the whole store smells like nondescript orange sauce and he has a headache from the smell but the manager will be pissed if he closes the register and moves to one further away so he just has to mop it between customers and the stain remains until they redo the nylon in 30 years.

A ship I have with said character:

koyama. made for each other.

A BROTP I have with said character:

i really like thinking abt post canon 7th division staying friends :] i think they hang out sometimes

A NOTP I have with said character:

none that come to mind? obvious stuff aside i suppose

A random headcanon:

a common theme between all three of these characters is that theyre young enough to fall in the age range where they could have been kidnapped by claw and i choose to believe that's what happened. especially sakurai. this kid screams kidnapped. no one would have looked for him....

General Opinion over said character:

i dont think about the 7th division members all that much just because they all get introduced in my least favorite arc so i dont really have a reason to reread/rewatch unless im doing a full series rewatch, but as a background character enjoyer seeing people have thoughts on them makes me very happy

hatori:

Sexuality Headcanon:

gay asexual seems right for him i think :]

Gender Headcanon:

definitely some flavor of transmasc

A ship I have with said character:

computers. other than that ive seen people ship him with joseph and i see the vision.

A BROTP I have with said character:

similar to above i think he and the rest of the super five are still buddies after everything.

A NOTP I have with said character:

this is a weird question to answer for the more minor/background characters so instead ill say "i used to sorta ship him and minegishi in like a qpp sorta way when i thought they were like the same age but learning minegishi was like 19 and punching the numbers meant that unless they didnt meet until less than a year precanon there's no way to make that not weird so i dropped it". so it goes.

A random headcanon:

ditto to above and also reddit moderator. i know he's a reddit moderator on some tech forum giving the world's most smarmy and least helpful advice

General Opinion over said character:

i like him! i dont think of him too often but im fond of all the super five.

minegishi:

Sexuality Headcanon:

ace aro :]

Gender Headcanon:

transfemme nonbinary <3

A ship I have with said character:

none really. they dont have time for that they have a thankless minimum wage job to work.

A BROTP I have with said character:

super five but also i realized hoshida from the reigen manga is in the age range to have gone to middle school with them before they became a terrorist and the idea of them having been childhood friends who fell out of touch and then him turning on the news to find out the kid who used to make him clover necklaces is wreaking havoc on downtown is REALLY funny

A NOTP I have with said character:

most things honestly at this point. i am so sorry shimamine shippers they took everything from you with the fanbook

A random headcanon:

i feel like post canon theyd become a bug person. like, getting big terrariums with self sustaining ecosystems of invertabrates :]

General Opinion over said character:

i actually like them a lot! i feel like its clear from the answers to these that theyre the one out of these i think about the most frequently lol. i just. how did you join the upper echelon of a terrorist organization at age 16. what happened.

[b-blushes]

hello i am here with slug facts! so!

slugs are super cool i love them a lot! most species live for a few months to a year, they hibernate during the winter. like a lot of bugs that survive winter, they rely on leaf litter to keep warm! the decaying of the leaves keeps them warm enough to not freeze.

their daily life mostly consists of trying to find food and sleeping. slugs have absolutely atrocious eyesight, they can basically only see light and dark and some general shapes, so they find food based on smell. they smell with their bottom two antenna things! (i forget the scientific name but like. the average person doesnt know it anyway so.) most slugs are primarily herbivores and eat various fruits, vegetables, decaying plant matter, and fungi and mold. but, like snails, there are a few species that eat other slugs! and pretty much all slugs will eat dead slugs and nibble on other dead animals sometimes.

slugs and snails both need a lot of calcium, snails need more than slugs because they need to maintain their shells, but slugs also need some because they have internal shells!! it shields their organs from damage if they are attacked. their main sources of calcium are rocks, bones, and eggshells. they eat with this thing called a radula, which is basically like a tongue covered in tiny teeth! it lets them scrape bits off their food so they can eat it.

slugs are mainly preyed upon by birds, and things like lizards and frogs. they cant outrun predators, and they dont have protective shells to hide in like snails do, so they use other tactics to get predators to leave them alone. slugs have really strong "feet" (the muscle they use to crawl along the ground), and can grip whatever theyre on top of really well, which makes it hard for predators to pull them off and into their mouths. they also can ooze a special slime when startled, that is more liquidy and tastes extra gross so predators leave them alone. a lot of slugs are various levels of toxic as well.

slugs need to stay damp all the time, theyre mostly water and can easily dry out and die. they usually live under rocks or logs or leaf litter because of this, and tend to stay in dark or shaded places out of the sun. they dont have a regular sleep schedule like people do, but because they cant be in the sun they do tend to come out more at night or when its raining. slugs just sort of sleep whenever, and it varies from slug to slug. they basically just sleep whenever theyre not eating or looking for something to eat, and when theyre somewhere safe like under a rock or log. they sleep usually in periods of a few hours at a time.

slugs arent exactly social animals, but because they lay eggs in clusters that range from a dozen to a few hundred and because they cant travel far due to being so slow, they often live in groups. theres also anecdotal evidence that being in groups affects their behavior, ie slugs realizing its time to hatch from feeling other slugs crawling over them.

slugs have both sets of genitals, and any two slugs of the same species can mate. they have really intricate mating rituals its very interesting to watch. if you look at a slug closely you can see a little hole open up near their head, that hole does basically everything. it's how they breathe, and inside there are their sex organs, those come out when mating. they also poop from there and lay eggs from there. their eggs are jelly-like, similar to amphibian eggs, and they lay them either buried slightly in the dirt, or under logs or rocks. they lay a few clutches of eggs in their life, usually one in spring and one in summer.

i hope you enjoyed my ramblings about slugs, and i hope this answered any questions you had!! if you have any follow-up questions let me know, i can probably answer them!

YES thank you chaos this is so interesting!!!! I've always known slugs as little friendly guys from my garden and been curious about them but have never for example kept any as pets so never really was able to figure out what their days look like! I'm also familiar with slug eggs from discovering them in the garden too!

i was just looking at anatomy diagrams and it's so wild to picture them with hearts and organs 'similar' to us! (not like, similar similar but you know, like they're so small and the variety of 'insides' that various bugs and invertebrates and molluscs have! like of course it's not all just goop in there!) Truly so magical how many creatures are living all around us with daily lives so similar and so different to ours! Thank you again for sharing slug facts with me :') OH AND ALSO the context in which i was asking, Slug Mode Saturday, had three main tenets which were go slowly, focus on nourishment, and cosy (although it was mostly vibes more than strict rules :P) and i feel like they are similar! so slug mode saturday returns!!!