#this pic was really hard to make on mobile

[maudie-duan]

"All of this running through your mind as you deepen the kiss, Harry holding you tighter, then he breaks away, falling back onto the bed, his body relaxing as he crosses his arms behind his head, and then he smiles, face beaming, “Is it too early to think you may have just locked me down…hopefully you’re okay with that.”  A/N: Shout out to @howling-wolf97 for the request!! From my new Sabrina Series: Harry One Shots inspired by lyrics from our favorite little icon, Sabrina Carpenter.

Word Count: 10.2k

Warning: 18+ fluff/smut

Marie: Dude, is that for real? 

Y/N: Yes! Like we were talking, and for some reason, I felt bold and was like, prove it. 

Marie: Wow! Very bold for my prude whittle bb. 

Y/N: Omg, dude, I’m not a prude. I’m just shy, and honestly, I’m so proud of myself. He makes me so freaking nervous. He’s so fuuuuuucking hot. 

Marie: God bless his dad’s genetics! 🍆🍆🍆

Y/N: I know!! The whole package! 

Marie: He’s practically offering it up on a silver platter, bitch. You better hop on that…like for real! That’s the kind of dick for freaky shit…lol. 

Y/N: You’re annoying. Yeah, he seems very sure of himself, like it’s almost intimidating. I feel like there’s no guessing. He hasn’t really pushed the sex thing. That part was just random. That was the first time we talked about it. Do you think I’m objectifying him by sending you that? Fuck, I just got excited.

Marie: Definitely, but only if you tell him you did it, and it sounds like he wants you! Omg! Now you have someone to try those pink fuzzy handcuffs with…the ones I bought you for Christmas. 

Y/N: Maybe…who knows? 

Marie: Maybe he was warning you, preparing you for what’s to cuuuummm! And that’s you, girl! 

Y/N: Jesus.

Marie: Just saying…

Y/N: I have to go! I’m about to grab some coffee. I hope his hot ass is working!! 

Marie: Maybe he’ll make you come a latte…

Y/N: I hate you! bye!

Marie: You love me, and I’m happy you finally have someone decent on your radar! I’m sure he adores you, and you’re just overthinking it. Just talk to him. Text me if you see him. I want to know everything! 

You saw him the second you walked into the coffee shop.

It only took you ten minutes to hype yourself up enough to walk inside, but here you were. 

In the midst of your pep talk, after you sorted through all the possible scenarios, you decided the best thing you could do was place a mobile order, that way if he wasn’t there, you could be in and out, but as soon as your eyes landed on the mobile counter, Harry, your boy wonder barista, was chatting up some cute blonde, her friend standing close by. 

You could relate to the friend, staring doe-eyed, a stargazed smile playing at her mouth, and as you watched, you imagined that if her long hair was freed from her high ponytail, she would be twirling the long strands around her finger, tossing it over her shoulder every time her friend laughed, or Harry’s eyes moved to hers. 

She had that desperate third-wheel energy, and although you knew the feeling, the second-hand embarrassment gutted you from across the room, your insides crawling up as you witnessed the blonde let out a screeching high laugh, one that felt way too forced, almost halting you in place as you made your way over to the counter, and you tried not to make a face.

This wasn’t the first time you had noticed pretty stragglers, the girls that lingered a little too long, and being the owner of this shop, he had an effortless way of collecting them, you chalking it up to good customer service because he was always going to need the business. You knew you could never be mad about this part because it was part of his livelihood. 

Especially when, as soon as you were in Harry’s line of sight, his eyes found yours, a broad smile spreading across that gorgeous face, and dammit, if you weren’t dying to follow through with whatever he may have been implying, the other night.

Because shit, when he sent you that pic, his rock-hard cock standing tall, and those fucking tattoos marking his v-cut. He had your head spinning. You weren’t even a dick pic, girl, and there you were drooling over the thought of that dick inside you, and honestly, you weren’t even sure why you asked for a picture in the first place—a dick is just a dick in your book, but there was something about just knowing, that horny thought tickling the back of your mind any time you saw him standing behind that coffee bar. 

The strange part was that you hadn’t even talked to him since. That was four days ago, and for some reason, you were too scared to speak to him. I guess there were other reasons: you had been busy with work, starting that new internship—more like a glorified assistant position—the first two days were long and grueling, and it gave you a few extra days to sit on the thought, but then you realized texting back would make it real, right? 

What kind of response was he expecting? 

It was late when he sent the picture, so it was understandable if you had fallen asleep, but you also weren’t sure if your not responding pivoted the vibe, and now there was only one way to find out.

Yes, you were, without a doubt, interested, but you had been out of the dating game for a while; you couldn’t even remember the last time you had sex. It would be nice; he could definitely break you in, clear the cobwebs, pick you up, and dust you off because a toy can only do so much, and lately, you’ve only been taking it out on special occasions…whatever that means.

And let’s be real; you’ve been doing anything to justify your barren behavior. 

Who even needs a special occasion to get off? What were you turning into? You were getting way too comfortable in your independent ways, and while that’s great for most, it was okay to loosen the reigns every once in a while and get your metaphorical “dick sucked” because you deserved it; you deserved this, and as you reach the counter, Harry is pulling your drink toward him, a sly smirk playing at the corner of his mouth, while the blonde talks at him. 

“Unfortunately, I have very little free time these days, but I can definitely ask the crew if they’re interested in any…was it Pilates classes?” He asks the blonde as her flirty smile falters ever so slightly, almost giving herself away, and your eyes move back to your drink, now clasped in his hand on the counter.

“Here, why don’t I get your number…I can, like, send you the info or something…” and you have to admit, it was smooth, the perfect segway to land the cute coffee shop owner’s number. 

Then your eyes flick to Harry, who’s patting his pockets, searching for his phone, and he clicks his tongue, shaking his head, “You know what? I don’t have my phone…”

And just when you think he’s distracted, you reach forward across the counter, ready to swipe your drink and run, but he’s quick, strangely aware of your presence, and he snatches up the drink, a smile on his face as he says, “Maybe Jen at the register has a pen and paper you can write it down…” 

Then his eyes sweep to yours, sending you a wink—a fucking wink, and you have to stop your jaw from dropping because as soon as the blonde picks up on the interaction, she scoffs under her breath and looks over at her friend.

“Hi…” He says, giving you his full attention, and from the corner of your eye, you can see the blonde standing there dumbfounded, maybe rarely getting rejected because you can definitely tell that’s a pilates body, the perfect canvas for her matching Lululemon set, and when her friend tugs on her arm, you bite your lip, trying to suppress a smile.

“I’m here to pick up a mobile order…” you tell him, fainting innocence because, after all, you were the one that never texted him back.

Harry looks down at the drink in his hand, “Hmmm…did you order a grande London Fog with oat milk, no vanilla, sub brown sugar…” and Jesus, the way he says sugar makes you want to lick your lips, the word glazing over his tongue; that British drawl never getting old.

“Embarrassingly enough, yes…but it sounds ridiculous when it’s said out loud like that, shhhhh….” you say, reaching for your drink, but he only pulls it further out of reach. He’s in a playful mood this morning, and you can tell he’s not holding a grudge for your sudden onset of silence 

Because it was kind of sudden.

After you ran into each other at that John Mayer concert, the one your sister forced you to go to—You only remembered a few of his songs from childhood, the ones your sister played to death, so you spent that night drinking, pregaming before the show, you know, being a supportive sister until her boyfriend decided to come at the last minute, making you the tag along.

As soon as the music started playing, it wasn’t that bad. The whole set was acoustic, his smooth voice echoing off the stone mountains, the weather perfect as the stars twinkled above, and really, it was the perfect concert to sit cozied up to your boyfriend so you couldn’t be too mad at your sister because it was nice seeing her this happy. So, when you snuck away to use the bathroom, you weren’t expecting to run into your favorite hot barista, and what are the odds that he would be alone? 

He was standing in line for a drink, and you were just tipsy enough to follow through with a, “Oh hey…Harry, right?” like an idiot because you definitely didn’t know him like that, and surely it was weird on your part, approaching him like you had ever formally introduced yourself. 

Every transaction you guys have ever had was him being friendly because it was his job, right? Like for example, you knew his name only because he wore a name tag, not because you’ve ever taken the time to ask him, and maybe he’s asked you a few questions here and there, but you had seen him do that plenty of times, whether you were waiting in line or sitting in the cafe before you finished school, you know, a friendly shop owner trying to get business and that’s what you thought, but then he called you by name, and this was new because you couldn’t remember if you had actually heard him say it directly to you—you would have remembered the way it fell from his perfect lips as you watched his dimples dip into his cheeks.

And once you got over the initial shock of him knowing your name, him clearing the air, trying to play it down, telling you he sees a lot of regulars out and about, you said, “I guess I thought I flew under the radar…” which was silly, because what the fuck did you mean by that and what did you know about planes, then he laughed and told you:

“I’ve definitely noticed you on many occasions…” As a clever smile turned up the corners of his mouth, you felt it: the heat creeping up your neck, your cheeks warming as his eyes swept over your face, stealing your focus, and it was sudden, his effect as the noise began to fade—a head rush—then the world started slowing down around you, your heart echoing in your ears. When he smiled, he licked his lips, and you watched as that smile spread into a knowing grin, and just like that, you were hooked, like magnets, for the rest of the night.

Then, somehow, it was all smooth sailing, and that’s the part that gets you later when you look back on that night. It was like a miracle from the fucking universe because what were the chances—and when he offered to buy you a drink, and you found out he was there by himself, you felt brave enough to ask if he wanted to join you because fuck being the third wheel when you had a chance to chat up the hot-ass coffee shop owner. 

You couldn’t believe your luck. How many times did Harry lean over and whisper in your ear? His deep voice like velvet brushing down your spine, and each time, Harry inched closer and closer until you were shoulder to shoulder. With every movement he made, you felt him—hyper-aware of everything, all the little details as John Mayer practically set the mood, him ending the concert with ‘Your Body Is A Wonderland,’ and thank the fucking stars up above because, dammit, if that song hasn’t become Harry’s theme song in your head because nothing else will do because now you would have that moment forever, floating across your memory.

When Harry politely placed his hand on your knee, whispering, “We should exchange numbers….” as John said his thanks, wishing everyone a good night, you sat there wishing you could end this night with Harry’s lips on yours.

Maybe in another universe, Harry would have kissed you goodnight, but you were with your sister, and you had already made plans with her. So when your sister tried to play matchmaker and invite him to join you guys after, he graciously declined, telling you guys he had to open in the morning, and that’s when you realized you were actually okay with his not joining. You needed time to digest this evening, mull it over until it was real, and as you floated still on a high from the evening to the car, there you were, sending him a text just before your phone died.

That night, as you crawled into bed hours later, still riding that same high. Harry’s face was fresh in your mind, familiar but in a new light. 

All you could think about were those fleeting moments when you guys traded phones—Both of you entering each other’s numbers as you stole a quick glance at Harry’s shaky fingers, typing away at your keyboard—There was something so vulnerable about the idea of your phone being in his hands, of you holding his, an act of trust right off the bat, you thought as you plugged in your phone— a hazy daydream of Harry’s fingers playing out, picturing his yellow nails, each one marked with a happy face, and it’s exactly how you felt, how he made you feel.

Because how did it happen? And when your phone came back to life, there was his name, Harry Styles, a message setting the tone for all the weeks to follow:

H: Hi, Sorry! I’m passing out soon. The dreadful opening shift is killing me this week. I’m really glad we ran into each other. Kind of crazy, but I’ve been trying to think of ways to get your number for a while. I hope that’s not weird or anything. Thanks for letting me crash your evening with your family. You were definitely a pleasant surprise. See you around.

Fast forward several weeks, and here he was, standing before you, once a stranger but still one of the sexiest guys you had ever seen because, let’s not pretend like you haven’t been eyeing him ever since you started coming to this coffee shop.

 Now, there were numerous possibilities—the looming thought of him being inside you, hanging over your head, added static building between you, and yes, his flirting right now is solidifying the deal for you because he wants you. You can see it in his eyes, the electricity coursing through your veins when they flit to your mouth, and then he says:

“I was getting worried…I haven’t heard from you,” and he smirks nonchalantly reading the label of your drink as your eyes sweep over his face. 

His playfulness simmers into that casual, relaxed demeanor you’ve grown so fond of, and you can’t help but smile, your body warming at the thought of that last message, the image flashing across your vision, but there’s something different about the interaction, the thought of him more intimate because now you had the pleasure of piecing together more details, more things about himself that he’s revealed, and let you kept, collecting bits of Harry that only make you like him more.

“I’m sorry, I started that internship…it was crazy the first few days…” you tell him.

“Oh yeah, I was wondering how that was going…” and this makes you smile. His attentiveness, his genuine curiosity about your life because he really did seem interested this whole time, from the very beginning. 

“I was hoping I didn’t scare you off—”

“Mmmm…” you nod, getting lost in a trance, his words like a switch, igniting that little flame within. He has a way of sucking you in, making you feel like you’re the only person in the room, the way he holds your gaze, never flinching, never shying away.

“Yeah?” He nudges, a curious look pulling between his brows.

You clamor a nervous laugh, the sound making you stumble over your words, “Yeah—I mean—no—no…not scared…I mean, no, you didn’t scare me off…”

“Not scared…” he laughs

And you squeeze your eyes shut, shaking your head, as a smile spreads across your face, “Yeah…whatever that means…” you laugh, this time taking control of your reaction because shit, you are giving yourself away, and it’s no wonder you didn’t text him back because you can’t even keep it together enough to form the right words, let alone a sentence for that matter.

“Mmmmm….” he hums, that sly grin back in full swing, and you don’t even want that hot drink anymore because it’s fucking roasting in here, and you hope with all your might that he’s not picking up on your embarrassment, but then he says:

“Did you want a water?”

“A water?” you repeat confused.

“Yeah, you usually get a water…you seem thirsty this morning—”

“Thirsty?” you question, caught up in that smile.

“Yeah, do you want extra ice, maybe cool you down a little bit?”

This is when you finally catch on to his joke, “I think I have to go and never come back, “ you say, turning away slightly.

“No—no—no—no—no—no” He laughs, reaching over the counter to grab your arm, and you feel the blush creeping further, setting your whole body on fire. “I’m just joking… you’re cute when you blush….”

“Oh really? Because now I think I want to die,” you force, hitching your thumb toward the door as he releases your arm.

Harry shakes his head, that smile even more persistent, “I’m only teasing…here…” he says, pushing your drink forward, “I promise I won’t poke anymore fun…” and just as the words fall from his mouth, a random girl walks up, grabbing her drink, her eyes trained on Harry, smiling over to get his attention, but his eyes never leave your face. 

All you want to do is climb onto this counter and let him take you right then and there—let him claim you, make you his, pray that you’re his one and only because every time you see him, that want, that need to have him. Buries itself deeper inside you—each new day, every new detail only makes you like him more.

“Would you want to come over tonight?” Harry asks, catching you off guard, the question tripping you up again.

“Oh, my roommate is having people over tonight, so I can’t host…” you tell him, unaware that you heard the question wrong because this would be the first time you guys hung out alone, without the safety of a crowded bar or the public eye of his coffee shop.

“No—” he laughs, thoroughly entertained by you this morning, “Would you like to come to mine? I don’t mind hosting…maybe watch a movie or something…”

Or something…you think, something wild, your thoughts spinning as you nod your head up and down, words suddenly hard.

“So is that a yeah?” he pokes.

“Yeah—yeah—yeah—” you confirm, still nodding, “Yup, that sounds good…that sounds really good…” 

And you’re kicking yourself for that last bit, “Really good, huh?” he repeats, really driving it home.

“God, I have to go…” and you fucking giggle like a little schoolgirl, “I think I need caffeine or something…” you tell him backing away.

He chuckles, his eyes dropping to the drink in your hand. “I steamed it extra hot this morning…” 

“Thank you! I—” you tell him, your tone rising as you turn away because you almost walked right into that one, and just as you’re about to push through the door, Harry shouts, “I’ll text you…” and then you’re through the door, gasping in a breath, the cold air filling your lungs; a soothing relief. There is no way you can look back, and as you slide into the driver seat, your phone buzzes in your back pocket, and you lift your ass in your seat and peer down at the screen, swiping it open:

H: I’m looking forward to tonight. I’ll start thinking of movie options. Let me know what you think you might be hungry for, and I’ll order food.”

If this had been a weekday, you would have called in. You would have risked the internship because this was monumental—You were going to Harry’s place—This was bound to be a turning point, a change in scenery for you both, more personal, shifting the mood from friendly to possibly sexy, and this you had to prepare for.

You waited until you got home to text him back. 

You didn’t want to come off as too excited; you wanted to play it cool. I guess, yes, you could have texted him back right then and there, but why not leave some mystery? You already knew you wanted Chinese food; that was a no-brainer, but when he texted you and told you his internet was down. He asked if you had any DVDs, and this made you laugh. You had only kept a few random movies over the years stowed away in a box in your closet, a sparse collection curated specifically for you, especially not for a hot dude you were trying to get with.

And when you pulled your old box of belongings from the dusty top shelf, you laughed the second you opened it. There, sitting on top, were three random DVDs—you were beside yourself because now you were questioning your younger self, wondering why the fuck you would keep any of these movies, store them away like prized gold.

Okay, maybe there was something about the movie ‘Twilight’ that was worth keeping. You could understand that, and as you pulled it from the box, your eyes swept over the cover. You thought about the kind of vibe it would set, and it seemed like a movie you’d make your boyfriend watch when you just wanted a movie to cozy up together, something you knew he would never enjoy but would watch for you because he loved you. Maybe it would be okay if you both had seen it, but if Harry hadn’t seen it. This wasn’t the time, so you placed it on the floor next to you, making it an option.

When you pulled ‘The Notebook’ out, the cover Ryan Gosling and Rachel Mcadams about to embrace in a passionate kiss, you literally laughed out loud because there was no way in hell you wanted to watch this movie with him. It was way too soon. What message would you be sending if you chose that one, maybe you were overthinking this all, but hell, this was a big deal, and you wanted it all to go smoothly. You didn’t want to imply too much this early on, but at the same time, the more you thought about it, the more you thought that you could actually see this going somewhere, and maybe it wasn’t just the sex you wanted—it was him.

Everything about him screamed—interested.

It didn’t seem like a facade to get you into bed because if that were the case, you think he would have already acted on it; something about the pace of your interactions meant more than a hookup. 

You found his genuine curiosity in you endearing, the biggest turn on in a very long time, and if sex came cool—He was already “fucking” your brain with his authenticity because if you really broke it down. None of the boys that have popped up in the last couple of months were ever worth your time. You had been waiting around for a man—a real man, to swoop in, a man that was sure of himself, that had his shit together, that was interested in more than just a casual hook-up because you were over that bullshit, over the feeling of being disposable in somebody else’s roster. 

And while you weren’t fully sure of Harry’s intentions, you bet if you asked, he would tell you. 

He was busy. He had a business to run, for heaven’s sake, and something told you he didn’t have a lot of time to fuck around, like when he told that pilates instructor he was busy, there was definitely some truth in that. You could tell he was organized with his time by the way he made plans—each hang out thoughtfully procured with your time at the forefront, never flaking or making excuses, never changing the plans at the last minute.

In fact, everything about him so far was a major turn on, and as you skimmed through your underwear drawer, trying to piece together a matching set because you could be a grown-up too, you laughed, your eyes flick over to the third movie laid out across your floor—Juno

That was the one.

That would be the perfect movie. You couldn’t even remember the last time you watched it, at least not as an adult. So you did the polite thing and sent him a picture, the movies lined up in a neat row, and as you sent the picture, you internally wished that he would choose Juno like maybe that would be the universe’s way of saying, “Yeah…you’re on the same page…this ones a keeper…”

H: We should talk about your movie collection later…but without a doubt, Juno for me…but I wouldn’t be opposed to The Notebook either…I’ll let you pick.

You laugh, falling back onto your bed, watching those tiny little dots move at the bottom of the screen.

H: Also, I’m going comfy vibes, like sweatpants and t-shirt kind of night, just a heads up.

Then you’re kicking your feet, that inner school girl rising up again, and now you’re fucking obsessing over this guy, over the fact that he just gets it, like somehow he’s becoming the complete package, like all those late-nights thinking about him was finally starting to pay off.

H: Ordering the food now, see you soon! 

You send him a text, leap off the bed and rush to finish getting dressed; that picture of his dick in the foyer of your mind, and you squeeze your thighs together at the thought, already horny with the idea of just walking through his door, the idea of sitting on the same couch and it’s like you’re a teenager all over again, dying to makeout until your lips are chapped, rub your body against his until the friction has you wet until his hands are roaming your body, needy to explore every inch of you.

This is what you’re thinking as you wait for him to open the door, your heart thudding away in your chest. When you hear the click of the knob and the door creaks open, your stomach twists with butterflies, the flutter seizing your whole body as he reaches out to embrace you in a hug, but your hands are full, and you can only lean into his side, a half-ass hug as he starts collecting each item, kicking the door closed behind you.

“Glad you found it okay,” Harry tosses over his shoulder as you follow him into the living room.

Harry sets your stuff down on the coffee table just as the doorbell chimes, “Ah, that must be the food, be right back, just make yourself at home…” He smiles, his eyes searching your face, and you hope you’re not coming off too nervous because, let’s face it, this is intimidating as fuck. 

You figured he had his shit together, but his place was amazing, eclectic yet put together like he actually paid full price for his couch, probably brand new—a large fluffy L-shape—you couldn’t help but flop down onto the cushion, exhaling all your self-doubt because what’s the worst that could happen, you think as your eyes flit shut, sinking into the feeling of comfort. 

“I’m going to grab some dishes,” he says, stirring you from your thoughts, and you open your eyes as he releases the sack of food, the boxes making a dull thud as they hit the table.

You push yourself up with a smile, him catching you in the middle of testing out his sofa, “Comfy couch,” you tell him, clearing your throat. 

He laughs, “It really is. If I fall asleep during the movie, you’ll have to wake me.”

“I was literally just thinking the same thing. I drank coffee before I came, so—”

He runs a hand through his hair, “I honestly did the same…I didn’t want to leave a bad impression. I’m notorious for falling asleep early.”

You laugh then, “Well if I had to get up at the ass crack of dawn to open a coffee shop, I would never have a social life.” 

“My social life is barely functioning…trust me….” He tells you, “I’ll be back in just a second. Are you good with chopsticks, or would you like a fork?” 

“Chopsticks are great, thank you.” You grin, your cheeks squishing into a wide smile.

“What?” he asks, matching your smile.

“Nothing…nothing…I’ll set up the movie,” you offer, needing to look away, needing to look anywhere else because he is so fucking cute, and those sweatpants are so hot on him, hugging the bulge you know is there, and if you stare too long you might start undressing him.

“That would be perfect, thank you.” and his manners make you smile even more as you stand to your feet, slipping your shoes off to get cozy. 

The movie is set, and when he sees the opening menu of Juno, he laughs as the old wood floors creak under his soft footfalls. His presence fills the room in a matter of seconds, drawing you back to the moment, making you all too aware that this is real when he sits closer than you expected, his elbow softly grazing yours, and you can’t seem to find any words, your heart racing, maybe second-guessing if you’re actually ready for this, and really this is just you guys watching a movie. 

You know it doesn’t have to be anything else, but then there’s the desperate side of you, the side that wants to explore every option because there is something about him that feels safe and open to every prospect.

Getting past the eating part was fine, and as you guys cozied up with your plates and the movie began, it wasn’t even strange that the opening scene was a mild sex scene because you were both adults, and honestly, it was barely a sex scene, mostly implied, kind of like this night with Harry.

It was when the eating was done, all the niceties out of the way. 

There was still an hour of the movie left, the room dark now, only the soft glow of the television casting light over you both. Harry’s knee was casually pressed against yours as the both of you sat cross-legged on the couch. Every time he moved even the slightest, your eyes would drop to your knee, a low hum buzzing up your thigh, and as soon as you brought any attention to the touch in your mind, that feeling of want pulled between your legs, making you suck in a slow, silent breath through your nose, you reminding yourself to breathe, trying not to draw any attention to yourself.

Eventually, you relaxed enough to sink into the movie— overly focused on the screen—even when Harry stretched his legs out and slid further down on the couch cushion, his arm stretching across the pillow behind your head. You didn’t even move. You just sat there so quietly and so still, nearly holding your breath, and maybe he must have picked up on this because then he was pausing the movie, suggesting a bathroom break.

And the second he walked out of the room, you felt your whole body decompress, and you filled your lungs with as much oxygen as you could, gulping in air like the second he walked back in the room, he would steal the very air you were breathing. 

Why were you still nervous? 

He hadn’t tried anything, he wasn’t being weird or hinting at anything, no hidden expectations floating to the surface because you guys really were just hanging out, but that still didn’t make it feel any easier. Before he left the room, you could feel the tension straining in your shoulders as you sat there, your muscles burning from your rigid posture—you needed to chill; you were the one that needed to get your shit together. 

When you heard his footsteps, you shot up from the couch like a fucking weirdo, almost losing your footing, but you caught yourself before you could fall, a nervous laugh slipping past your lips, and by the way, your face was already starting to burn, you were glad it was too dark to see the flush rising to your cheeks.

“All good?” He asks, a slow smile spreading as his brows knit together.

You nod, forcing an odd laugh, “Is the bathroom that way?” you point in the direction he just came from, and you barely catch his nod as you take the long way around the couch, avoiding any chance of touching or his body brushing yours because it’s obvious you’re being a fucking chicken, because there’s no way a grown man was inviting you over to just watch a movie.

 As you shut the door behind you, you exhale, realizing you were holding your breath that entire walk to the bathroom, and then you can’t fill your lungs quick enough as the anxious thoughts rise within, suffocating you, your anxiety trying to get the best of you. 

You can do this. 

Everything is okay, you are capable of communicating, you could march in there and just talk, you could ask what the deal is, what it is that he’s looking for because if it’s just to fuck, that is doable that part feels like a piece of cake, you would love to get off, but this was more, you can feel it in your bones, there was knowingly something different about him, and it scared the shit out of you.

And while you wash your hands, you try and avoid the mirror, avoiding your eyes, because you know what they would convey, and you already felt cowardly enough. 

So, of course, when you walk back into the living room again, you take the long way, not daring to look at Harry. Then you take your spot back next to him without a word, feeling his eyes on you, your body tensing up, and as you stare at the screen waiting for him to unpause the movie, he doesn’t. 

That’s when you chance a glance over at him, his eyes roam over your face, and then he leans past you to turn on the lamp as you hold your breath, the scent of him lingering in your nose as he settles back onto the cushion, this time facing you, and you look over and try and give him a corky smile, but you know it looks strange because the muscles in your cheeks keep twitching.

God, this is embarrassing, you think, and Harry clears his throat, “Umm…is it cool if we clear the air?”

And without a word, you nod, forcing yourself to face him, sitting up straight because you got this, you can do this, get this part over.

“I guess I just wanted to be clear about…I guess my intentions…I don’t know. It’s been a while since I’ve dated anyone…and I guess I’m feeling a little rusty. If that makes sense?” He explains, making your heart pick up. 

“Yeah…same,” you mutter, your throat tight, and you swallow down hard.

“I’m still trying to figure out how to navigate this all…you know, like…I don’t know. I really like you, and I was hoping we could like—” 

“What? Have sex—?” You blurt, making him gasp out a laugh, and really, you just wanted to cut right to the chase and figure out what your next move needed to be.

He looks nervous, a funny smile spreading across his face as he runs a hand up the back of his head, “I mean—” and he laughs, his nerves visibly getting the best of him, and this makes you smile because you definitely just jumped the gun.

“Is that what you’re wanting?” he asks, looking down at his hands, “I guess I’m trying to figure out what you’re looking for—” He starts

“To be completely transparent, I’m sort of looking for something a little more serious…I mean, sex is great, but—”

You jump in then, “No—yeah, the other…” you clear your throat, “Like something serious…I’m sorry, but you make me so fucking nervous…”

“Am I being too forward?” he asks, his brows furrowed.

And you laugh, “No, I just think I really like you, and it’s just…been a while, you know? It’s also been a while since I’ve dated anyone…or I guess…like had sex…”

“Mmmm…” he hums, and then he laughs, “Not to push the sex narrative, but it has been a while for me, as well….like maybe a year or so. I don’t know. I stopped keeping track. I’ve been really busy with work, and I wasn’t really looking for anything, and then I saw you at the concert…”

Your eyes search his face then, but you know he’s telling you the truth, “So…like, how serious are you thinking? Like someone to exclusively hook up with? Fit into your busy schedule? What are you looking for? I would rather be on the same page.”

“Like dating…like a girlfriend…like maybe this could be something that moves further…”

And for some reason, you narrow your eyes at him, cocking your head to the side, “With me?” you question. 

Harry laughs again, “Well…yeah, you silly.”

Then you had to back up the conversation, “So the other night when you sent me that picture, it wasn’t for the sake of a hook-up?”

“I mean, I’m interested in hooking up, but it doesn’t have to be right now…I don’t know, I guess I just wanted you to know I was interested…” Then he laughs, his eyes shying away from you again, “Like I said, I’m rusty. Was that a weird thing to do? It’s been a while since I’ve done that…actually, I’ve only done that one other time…so—”

“I did ask for it…” you clarified, grabbing his attention.

“Yeah…I guess you did.” Then his eyes drop to your mouth.

And now you’re feeling bold, “I’m very interested…” and when your eyes dart away from his, you feel your face growing hot, laughing to yourself as you contemplate the conversation because you didn’t see it coming, but there was a piece of you that was glad it was happening, maybe even a piece of you realizing you may have a communication kink because you’re definitely getting turned on the clearer his intentions get and when he asks:

“What are you thinking?” That’s when you look over and smile, watching his smile spread across those perfect lips of his, and you bite down on your lower lip, deciding which dirty thought to divulge because there might be too many to choose just one.

Then you bite your lip harder, trying to suppress your smile, but it’s no use, and you say, “I mean…we can wait as long as you want to explore the physical side, but I’m down whenever you are…like so down…” 

This cracks him up, “So, just like whenever?” 

And you match his laughter, falling back against the couch pillows, “I might let you make me Ju—no—” and you can’t even say it with a straight face as you both burst into laughter, all the tension seeming to go with it, and it’s like the room is brighter, the air lighter around you as you suck in a hard breath, almost choking on your own laugh. 

“I’m actually on birth control…so the Juno thing might be out the window,” you tell him, placing a hand on his knee. You’re so caught up in the moment that you don’t even realize it. Then he’s resting his hand on yours, smiling over at you. 

That’s when you feel the pad of his thumb moving back and forth over the top of your hand, and you look down, “Hypothetically speaking…” he says, squeezing your hand, and your heart leaps in your throat as you begin to grip his hand. 

“If I were to ask you if you wanted to stay the night one day… would you be down with that?” Then he grips your hand back, and you loosen your hold, laughing because you keep giving yourself away.

“Honestly? You ask.

And he nods, that cute smile stretching, his dimples sinking into his cheeks, “Can we just like get the first hook-up out of the way…because if I wait any longer, I might psych myself out”

“Fuck…” he breathes, “Yes—I feel the same way…like right here? Or in my bed?” he forces, relief washing over his features, a new air of excitement filling the room.

“Oh…did you want to finish the movie?” he adds right before you tell him:

“Fuck no—” laughing as you squeeze his hand again. 

“You look like someone who would have a comfortable bed…” you tell him, standing to your feet.

Harry rises with you, still holding your hand. “My rooms upstairs—” he says, his eyes flicking to the stairs through the archway.

“Okay…?” he questions, his eyes scanning your face for any hesitation.

“Yes—” you nod as he begins to pull you toward the stairs.

As soon as you reach the landing at the top of the stairs, he turns around, laughing, “Wait—you said I look like someone who has a comfortable bed?”

“Is that really what you’re thinking about…? You laugh.

He shrugs like he’s stalling, or maybe he’s nervous, “I mean… among other things…”

“Harry, are you nervous?” you ask, squeezing his hand again, and honestly, you’re hoping that he says yes because you’re not sure how this is going to go down, but you’ve been horny for him long before he sent you that photo, so you don’t really care about the details; you just want him inside you as soon as possible. 

“Honestly…I don’t think I’ll last long. I just thought I would warn you…”

You smile then, lifting your hand to stroke his cheek, “Then we’re both in the same boat…we’ll just say the first time doesn’t count. Deal?” 

“Deal, “ he says, letting out a light laugh. You stand there, taking in his face. A boyish grin setting in, about to push you to the edge, and you practically leap to the tips of your toes, pushing your mouth to his.

At first, he’s stunned, but once you begin to move your mouth, he grabs hold of your face, taking a step back. When he takes another, you break the kiss, excitement coursing through you, and you peek over his shoulder, wondering which door leads to his bedroom. When he realizes what you’re doing, he grabs your hand and pulls you toward the end of the hall, pushes through the door, and it smacks against the wall as Harry tugs you through the doorway.

The first thing you do is grab hold of his shirt, his picture flashing across your vision. 

You have to see those tattoos in person, and when you begin to pull at the hem, he takes your cue and lifts it over his head. Now you’re the one who’s stunned as a whole series of tattoos come into view, halting you in place. Then your eyes are feasting over the plains of his body, the muscles, the random array of tattoos—since when did coffee shop owners look this fucking hot? Like, what did he do before this? But then you’re driving these thoughts away, your hands already moving over his skin—a palm brushing flat over the butterfly at the center of his chest, and it’s almost too much.

You drop to your knees, at eye level, with the leaves inked into his lower abdomen, and you lick your lips, grabbing hold of his waist, a light touch tracing along one side with the tips of your fingers. “Jesus,” you breathe as the leaves disappear into the band of his sweatpants. Before your eyes move any further, you gaze up at Harry. His eyes are trained on you, a lazy smile spreading on his face, and then he laughs.

“If you put those lips around my dick, I swear I’ll only last two seconds. Your touch has already got me so close…” He tells you, bending at the waist to lift your chin, and when he plants his lips to yours, you breathe him in, working yourself back to standing, your mouth never leaving his.

You pull away from the kiss, pressing your hand flat against his chest, needy, pushing him toward the bed, “I could probably get off just by looking at you…” and you both laugh at this, but you’re serious. 

Everything about him is working you up, and now you’re so turned on that you feel yourself opening for him, your pussy throbbing the entire time you bound up the stairs.

Harry stumbles back onto the bed, sitting at the edge, and brings you between his legs. When he gives your shirt a playful tug, you lift your arms, giving him permission, and he yanks it up, up, up until he’s standing, pulling until you feel the collar of your shirt wisp over the tips of your fingers, then he tosses it to the ground with a smirk on his face—your red lacy bra on full display in the low light of the moon, casting silver light through the window.

When he sits back down on the bed, he draws you toward him again, his hands on your waist, gripping the meat of flesh, a hunger rising up as he buries his face into the hallow between your breast, and when you run your hands through his hair, Harry lets out a soft groan, a puff of heat fanning over your skin, and you bring your face down to the crown of his head, breathing in the smell of his hair. 

Harry’s hand moves from your waist to the clasp

of your bra, fidgeting with the hook as he nibbles the tip of your hard nipples through your bra. All you can do is watch, a chill running up your spine, a rush surging through you as soon as your bra comes off, and this is happening, this is real, and when Harry looks up and smiles at you, you need him inside of you—now.

Desperate for it, desperate for him.

You were ready, that consistent ache between your legs tugging at the pit of your stomach. You wanted him fast and deep; you wanted him to open you up, stretch you so that you would remember, a sore reminder later, a feeling that he was there—leave you reeling, craving more—crave him as you crave him now, like a sweet tooth, one bite never enough.

“Now—” you force, “Now—I need it now,” you tell him, your hands on his shoulder, moving down his chest as you’re pushing him back, and Harry laughs, his body following your command, the muscles in his stomach flexing and relaxing as he lays back on the bed. 

Then your eyes are drifting down, his grey sweatpants marking the outline of his dick, and it’s joy, pure joy, that giddy feeling tightening your chest, adrenaline shaky at the tips of your fingers as you reach for the elastic waist of his pants. 

“I’m so fucking turned on—” he mutters, the words flying out of his mouth, your hands colliding as he helps you ease the pants down, his boxers coming with, catching on his thighs, his dick seconds away from springing free, and harry lifts his legs as you rip off his pants, tossing them across the room with such force, that you can’t help but laugh as Harry’s eyes follow, the pants knocking a picture off the wall, and the frame comes crashing down to the floor with a smash, the sounds of glass shattering fills the room, and Harry doesn’t even flinch because he’s grabbing your face before you can even see the damage. 

Harry stands to his feet, one goal in mind, and that was to get you naked, “Still good?” he asks, but you’re too distracted, his rock-hard cock bobbing between the two of you, and when he laughs, it pulses a slight bounce, and it’s like striking gold, your eyes wide, lit with curiosity, every ounce of excitement you felt before hurrying to your needy hands as you reach for his penis, wrapping your hand around his girth, a gasp slipping past your lips as his warmth seeps into the palm of your hand.

The thought was enough before, but the feeling of him in your hand is even better, drawing that hunger to the surface, your mouth watering, and you swallow hard as you rip your eyes away from the dick filling your hand. When you meet Harry’s eyes, you both smile, sharing a knowing look as you nod your head, a late response bubbling up, and then you lick your lips, smoothing them together, contemplating whether or not you’re going to drop back down to your knees, and then you say:

“I need you inside me—” gliding your hand down his shaft as Harry sucks a sharp breath through his teeth, the quick sensation of pleasure too much for you both, and he stops your hand mid stroke, his jaw clenching as he squeezes his eyes shut, and when his head falls back, lips parting—You’re losing it. 

Without thought, your crawling back onto the bed, pulling at the waistband of your yoga pants, too fucking tight for this situation because it’s taking too long, every movement bringing awareness to your wet pussy, the cold air grazing over your newly exposed skin. Then Harry is helping you tear them past your ass, lifting your hips as his knuckles drag down your legs with the rough effort of ripping them past your ankles.

 Never again, you think, never again will you waste time with such a useless fabric as you bring your hand between your thighs, smearing the wetness building within you up your slit, readying yourself. Watching Harry’s mouth gape open when you spread your legs, and god, you are so fucking wet, so fucking horny that you think you’ll explode, and as Harry strokes his dick, his hand moving up and down, you dip your fingers inside, slowly pushing them in, only enough to slick your entrance, then out, and in again, so smooth, open, begging to be filled, to be stretched.

When Harry presses a knee into the edge of the bed, you pull your wet fingers from inside you, making Harry smile. 

He drops his dick as he climbs onto the bed next to you, him watching as you suck your fingers into your mouth, eliciting a small moan from Harry as he grabs hold of your wrist, your fingers slipping out of your mouth with ease, then Harry is making them his the moment they enter his mouth, his tongue moving over your fingers, then you feel the suction, feel the vibration at the back of his throat when he groans, satisfaction loosening his tight-knit brows.

You can’t take it; that’s when you’re pulling your fingers from his mouth, pushing him back onto the bed, and climbing on top, in one swift movement, “Is this okay?” you ask, the thought of asking barely at the forefront of your mind, and when he grabs your hips to line you up, lifting himself to adjust you both, the answer is evident in the movements because he’s just as desperate, just as needy. 

“Is this how you want it?” he asks, and you nod your head, feeling shy suddenly, heat creeping into your cheeks—the exchange of words slowing things down enough to put things into perspective in just a matter of seconds.

“This is good…” you answer, on the verge of second-guessing yourself.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah…” you breathe, straightening your spine, your body relaxing slightly, nervous, but the look on Harry’s face is reassuring you, something telling you he wouldn’t take advantage of the situation.

“Will you tell me if you want to change positions if this is too much…” And he smiles then, a playful smirk as you lean forward, and you press your hand into the bed, next to his head. Your face inches from his. 

You laugh then, “I want it to be too much…” you tell him, confident in the fact that no matter what position, it’s going to hurt, so why not have control? 

Besides, you wanted to watch him come undone, be the reason he’s calling your name.

“Dammit… you’re dangerous…” he laughs, his tone low, a silky rasp in your ear, as you drop your mouth to his neck, pressing your lips to his soft skin, breathing him in as your free hand navigates his dick to your opening, the stretch immediate as his tip dips in, and your breath, catches as you shove him inside you. Amazed by the force it takes just to inch him in the smallest amount as Harry exhales a heavy breath into your neck, and holy shit, your lack of sex is finally catching up, you think as you push yourself up, your face hovering over his.

“Fuck—” you breathe with a smile, trying not to laugh, and your eyes sweep over his face, your brain taking mental notes of every look of pleasure that has stolen Harry’s features, saving them for later. 

“We can go slow?” he says, leaning up to grab hold of your face, a harsh breath leaving your mouth as he presses his lips to yours, his dick inching further in with every movement.

You pull away from the kiss, teetering on pain’s edge as you rest your forehead against his, “Just push into me…” you whisper, lifting your head to look him in the eyes.

“What?” He asks, confused, his eyes searching yours. “I don’t want to hurt you…”

“Let’s just rip the bandaid off—” Then it’s happening. Harry gazes up at you; a moment of hesitation, then he grabs your hips and bucks himself deep inside you, the pain ricocheting through your teeth as you bit down hard, sealing your pained moan behind your lips, and you screw your eye shut, sinking your weight into your hips ceasing any further movement.

“…fuuuuuuuuuuck….” you whisper, your head spinning, dizzy with the thought of his cock buried inside you, like he’s splitting you open, carving out a space for himself. 

There was no going back after this because this is the kind of dick you dreamed of, the kind of dick you wanted to break you in, claim you, make you theirs, and even if there’s pain now, there’s bliss in the thought of knowing.

“Take your time…” he breathes, his voice a strained whisper, and you can tell this is just as painful for him, but in a different way, your walls gripping him tight, and as you release a breath, the pain begins to ease with the thought of exploring the onset of pleasure gradually taking way, the exploration a vice of its own, and it’s just enough.

And when you open your eyes, there he is, Harry, staring back at you, a look somewhere between concern and pleasure, because then you’re moving your hips, slow, getting used to the feeling of him inside you as Harry grips the meat of your hips, exhaling when you lean back down, to kiss his lips, a warm breath filling your mouth, and there’s the pleasure—you and Harry—chest to chest, two hearts beating as one—then he’s moving you guys along, planting his feet into the bed, and you wrap your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. 

Harry lifts his hips, grabs hold of your ass, and pushes into you, easing apart your ass cheeks just enough to open you up more, dipping deeper this time, repeating the motion until you’re bouncing up and down on his dick, both of you pushing moans in out of one another’s mouth, each one louder than before, the sensation overwhelming every sense of your body. 

Every thrust drives deeper as you feel your body begin to succumb to the pressure building, a knot tightening in your lower belly, and it’s this, this is what you wanted.

All of it. 

The sound of satisfaction echos around you, the squeak of the bed, the thud of the wooden headboard banging against the wall, both of your efforts playing in tandem, the push and pull—a give and taking until the both of you are forming a rhythm, two bodies playing out like a fucking symphony, every moving part a perfect balance. 

Then you’re crying out his name, pushing up on his chest until your palms are flush with his dewy skin, and when you lock eyes with his, you nod your head, tilting your hips back and forth, your movements growing desperate, faster, and when you say:

“I’m close,” Harry leans up and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you down hard, the friction slowing, each movement deeper and deeper.

“How close are you?” He forces

“I’m close—don’t stop…” you plead.

“Fuck…” He breathes, thrusting hard, “So good—”

“Don’t stop—” you beg. “Don’t you dare fucking stop—”

“I’m so close—” he groans, and you slam your hips down, seconds away; just seconds, that’s all you need.

“I’m gunna come…” you force, stealing your orgasm as you grind your hips into his pelvis, your knees stretching as wide as they can, the position limiting, but it’s just enough, and when Harry drives into you again, yelling out your name, it seals your fate, your whole body buckling, and you collapse, your pussy gripping his dick tighter, seizing around the contour of his hard cock as Harry bursts inside you, his pulsing dick the perfect ending as you ride out your orgasm.

And then you’re both catching your breath. Your bodies pressed together, the thud of his heartbeat racing across your lips, your face buried in the crook of his neck now as you nibble a soft bite into the pulse beating under his skin. Harry lets out a breathy laugh, cool air sweeping over your damp shoulder, and you don’t move, his dick still inside you, both of you unwilling to part. 

When you lift your head, taking in the sweaty glow of his face, you sweep a stray curl from his forehead as a soft smile spreads, his dimple dipping. “ Hi,” he whispers, his voice dripping like honey from his lips, and it’s so sweet, kindness emanating through every gentle touch, pouring out into the delicate kiss he plants on your lips as you bask in the afterglow of pleasure.

And it’s strange how quickly your mind just switched gears because now you want to beg for forever, have him hold you in his arms just like this, laugh, tell him he just marked his territory because there’s no going back, you think again, really meaning it, your mind in the dizzying aftermath of pure fucking bliss because now you want to make him fall in love, pray that this was a starting point, pick his brain, ask him what he’s thinking as your thoughts spiral.

All of this running through your mind as you deepen the kiss, Harry holding you tighter, then he breaks away, falling back onto the bed, his body relaxing as he crosses his arms behind his head, and then he smiles, face beaming, “Is it too early to think you may have just locked me down…hopefully you’re okay with that.” 

And really, the joke is on him because he doesn’t even know the half of it, so when you send him that sweet little smile, all you can do is laugh, thinking if he only knew, but I guess we’ll find out.

A/N: Happy Valentine's Day! Hope you enjoyed!

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Notes on Jamil's speech patterns

I was supposed to just pick out some examples of typical Jamil lines. How he speaks, the vocabulary he uses, things like that. Something I could easily refer to when writing to get the tone right.

But then it kinda blew up, oop – because it’s hard to talk about how a character speaks without also dipping into why they say whatever they say.

Plus then I wanted to get examples of Jamil in different moods, and could not resist some poignant things that were more related to his character or backstory rather than strictly the speech patterns themselves, so… It expanded a bit.

Anyways. Some things I noticed he tends to do:

Sighs (more than I realized)

Snarks

Tch (though could be a more general twst writing choice too)

Stutters when he’s flustered / embarrassed / caught of guard (what a cutie)

Goes ahem like an old man when he’s trying to get back on track in those off-kilter moments

Kinda formal with his manner of speech and choice of words (especially in servant mode) (I always worry I exaggerate this but he sure does do that)

But there’s still some animatedness with the way he emphasises words, for example

(so long-suffering and ready to bark out directions to Kalim oh boy - the way the directness just comes through when he loses it)

sugarcoating his opinions if he doesn’t feel like he can say them plainly (tyrant becomes rigorous, etc.)

sarcasm, sometimes with a side of deadpan, sometimes with a smirk

“Good grief” (another thing I didn't realize was that much of a catchphrase)

Very mild on the level of insults & swears honestly, (I mean, "drat"?) but I imagine this is more of a result of the game's rating (I guess for in-game reasons we can say he's been very conditioned by his upbringing)

I put the screenshots that seemed telling, and some related notes, on to a google sheet. That way one can filter and order it in various ways.

The sheet is probably best viewed on a computer or another larger screen, the screenshots might make it a bit difficult to navigate on mobile.

I did go in with the assumption that Jamil might speak differently pre-overblot (when the servant mask is firmly in place) and post-overblot (at least those occasions where he allows himself to be more honest). Like, there’s the sycophantic (as Leona calls it) flatterer, versus when Jamil’s honestly voicing his own thoughts. Which also shows in how I chose to categorize the screenshots.

Of course events are a bit wibbly wobbly in relation to the main story so can’t be placed in the timeline in the same way, but there are still those occasions where it seems you can tell the difference between the servant mask and a Jamil who’s not saying things just for the sake of appearances.

So, to explain the logic of the sheet:

First column has a screenshot of something Jamil says. The second two columns give the source.

The column for whether or not this happened before or after the overblot is only really used for main story things, since event stories are kinda murky timeline-wise.

Next is whether Jamil seems to be putting on the servant mask or speaking more honestly. This is where get more to interpretation territory, and I’ve not applied it to every screenshot (either because that didn’t seem like the relevant part for that line, or because I couldn’t tell).

The last column of the sheet is where we get most to my personal interpretations. So of course you might read these lines differently than I do, and that’s completely fine, these are simply the aspects that seemed poignant to me. Some notes are simply pointing out specific word choices or style of speech, others delve more into character analysis side of things.

Totally fine if you want to copy this file or modify it to your own needs. All I ask is that you don’t pass off anything I wrote as your own thoughts.

Order of lines is based purely on the order the pics were in my screenshots folder, so guess this is also an insight on the order I played things in, lol.

Tagging some jamil peeps in case y'all find this useful:

@crystallizsch @diodellet @moonyasnow @twstgo @lex752

@majestickitty @viperbunnies

[nartblartmallcop]

human swap AUs

some more pics and also ideas for each scenario under the cut

human Mud AU

Mud has spent the past 50 years of his life lying, cheating and weasling his way through a world that would instantly kill him if it found out who he truly was

this includes painting any visible skin, hiding injuries as soon as they appear, slinking through crowds as unnoticably as possible and, yes, disposing of rotlings who find out his secret

he really wishes the prophecy could've chosen anyone but him. he'd love to relax for once and just be. maybe even for eternity. not worrying about death sounds like such fun

he hasn't even had any visions of the end times or guidance from the angels like he always imagined he'd get when he was younger

enter Ken, a Rotling who sees Mud bleeding from a wound and quickly reveals himself to be embarassingly hard to dump in the ocean

and despite his expecations, Ken makes him an offer: to come work at his butcher shop. they could use a clever guy like him as an accountant

this is deeply baffling, but as Ken explains, he gets a free employee and Mud gets a safe space and an easier way to get rid of any witnesses

what Ken is mostly thinking is that if he tries to kill Mud now it could very well cause a chain reaction awakening whatever forces of fate lay dormant around him. going 50 years without setting it off is too good a record to waste on a creature that'll only live for like 30 more

so Mud eventually agrees, coming to live and work at the whale belly butcher shop (no crime association in this universe) and having a single person to confide in. they'll develop a brotherly bond eventually

the whole plot becomes a story about trying not to set off the prophecy. will it work? probably not lmao

ken is playing the long game in killing Mud sooner by offering him cigarettes at any given opportunity. Mud doesn't even mind, but by the time he'll die of lung cancer Ken will be so attached that he'd be sobbing about it. ironic <3

human Ken AU

Ken has never been one for hiding. or even particularly good at it, so most of his 40 years of life have been spent out in the open and fighting to survive

somewhere along the way he accidentally created a yeast golem, but really, this became his greatest gift

ken had been achingly lonely before breadhead' creation, so finally having somebody to confide in and to trust pretty much saved him from going completely insane

and breadhead also has a deep affection for Ken, mostly expressed in his readiness to crush anyone and everyone who dares to threaten the duo, and in the enthusiastic way he offered himself up as Ken's mobile knife holder

i dont have as many ideas for this AU tbh, it would largely just be an action fest. loads of fighting because Ken just can't hide who he is (shrek 2 reference)

human Breadhead AU

i like just calling him Bready in this AU :]

Bready is around 30 and has been doing relatively okay on his own, but that hardly mattered to Melancholy, the spoiled rotten Mafia Princess of the Smiling Dead (who are far more powerful and influential in this AU)

she found the human from the prophecy all on her own and she wants to be right there with him when he brings in the end times, however he plans on doing that

so she decides to keep him, almost in the way that one would keep a stray cat

but of course, nobody else can know about that. it's their little secret. So she fashions him a disguise in the form of a massive Bread Head. he's totally tall and strong enough to just look like an "underbaked" one

and while Mel does regularly give him delicious food and a soft bed, Bready hates it here and would love to leave. But the Smiling Dead have henchmen everywhere on the island. He couldn't go anywhere without being found out immediately. in a way it'd probably be worse than his human identity being found out

this AU would take on a more comedic tone while still keeping in mind how much Bready's autonomy is being ignored. definitely imagining him snapping in the middle of a fancy ball or smth

bonus: all four humans meeting each other

mud would be salty to hear how comparatively cushy a life mel and bready have, while ken would just get protective of everyone

[tonycries]

Some answers are written in the stars. Others, you must ask to know.

How do you make your text/ titles gradient?

Patorjk’s Text Color Fader!! My life-saver frfr, I just use the steps of the tutorial provided here <3 However, this unfortunately can’t be done on mobile 😔

Where do you find the manga panels for your headers?

I usually find the panels and/ or titles on mangacap account on Twitter (eg. HornetPills, FAKKU, and lewdxvisuals). Most of my headers are from → “Lady K & The Sick Man”, “Infiltration! Agent on the Edge”, and “Hachisuka’s Family Kotoribako.”

How do you make your headers?

On Canva! I did a tutorial for getting that colorful ombré look right here <3

Where do you make your memes/ get those silly reaction pics?

I make all my memes on imgflip, and the unhinged pics - including the infamous werewolf ones - are mainly from Pinterest and stan Twitter. 

What are your writing tips?

Here are the writing tips n' quirks that work most often for me, and here is for if you want something more practical/ to help with writer's block!!

Can I take inspiration from your fic/ did you take inspiration from [X]?

As long as you give credits/ tag me then yess you can take inspo lovely! It's the same thing with me - if I've taken inspiration, the author will be linked in the A/N, if not, the work n' concept is completely my own!!

What fandoms do you write for/ have you written for?

Currently, only JJK - but if you checkout my first masterlist you'll see that I have written for a lil' bit of AOT and Haikyuu.

What is your posting schedule?

9:30PM - 10PM EST on Wednesdays and Sundays for my fics; and you’ll usually catch me answering asks from 1:30PM onwards and 11:30PM onwards the rest of those days. Tiny reminder though that I don’t answer asks on days I post my writing and for 24 hours beforehand (ya girl will be busy typing away something diabolical 😩.)

Why did you miss a posting day?

I try very, very hard not too n’ I miss a posting day very rarely - I promise!! 99% of the time it’s because I’m super sick, though, and I’ll let you babygirls know prior to that. Dw, I almost always bounce back on schedule for the next posting day <3

Are you taking requests at the moment?

Noooope!! Sorry lovelies, but requests are closed. I do take suggestions and thirsts where I’ll just brainstorm or add on to the idea if I really like it, however. Something that looks like this or this.

Where are you from?

Sri Lankan through n’ through rahhh 🇱🇰 Feel free to yap with me in my inbox about it!

What is your gender/ what are your pronouns?

I’m a girlie n’ I go by she/her pronouns yup yup 😌 

So then, why does everyone call you “daddy Tony”?

I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE IT STARTED BUT DADDY TONY IS SIMPLY DADDY TONY 😈 DOESN’T MATTER THE GENDER 😈😈 (+ Tony is just what everyone irl calls me too so.)

If that makes you uncomfortable though, you can always call me simply Tony without the daddy part, or Toe knee, or Toenail, or mommy Toenail- you get the point. My lovely babygirls love to make up a lot of names for me n’ I haven’t heard one that doesn’t make me CACKLE just yet 😭

Why do you call your followers “babygirls”?

Ah, I’m daddy Tony and you all are just my babygirls heheh. It started off as a joke at first because I tend to start most of my announcements with “bonjour babygirls” even irl, but it eventually just grew to me referring to all my gorgeous followers as Tony’s Cult of Babygirls - took a page out of Geto’s book there.

I also tend to sift through a variety of pet names when responding to individual asks/ comments - like sweetheart, lovely, ml, gorgeous. etc. Do let me know straight-up if this makes you uncomfortable, because using those is simply my default.

Why didn’t you respond to the thing I tagged you in?

*SOBS* I’m saur sorry about that, I get tagged in a lot of things so either my notifications were clogged n’ I didn’t get it, or I simply missed it amongst everything. I love responding to things y’all tag me in, though - so send me an ask to double check!!

Did you see my ask or was it eaten up – you haven’t answered yet?

Pinky-promise daddy Tony’s not ignoring you!! If I haven’t responded to an ask, it’s usually one of these reasons: 

I get a LOOOT of asks daily - and while I do try my best to respond to every single one - I might take some time to get to yours. Please, please, please don’t send a follow-up ask about your previous one unless it’s really, really important, or until it’s been two weeks since I haven’t responded. That only adds more to my inbox, and I do answer before it reaches that point.

I might have gotten an ask that was very similar to yours, n’ responded to that one instead of both.

Your ask went against my rules/ it was a request (because my requests are closed, most asks like that end up written down in a doc I have. But they won’t be publicly answered until requests open up/ I just decide to write it.) Again: Thirsts and suggestions are completely okay – just no requests!

Your question was already answered in my FAQ - in that case, yippee I hope you got your answer, lovely <3

Sometimes my asks actually get eaten up by this site, and I apologize for that 😔 Like I said, if it’s been two weeks then please do resend me the ask!!

Who are the anons that you have right now?

🧃, 🐹, 🐁, 🔮, 🪦, 🍙, toji titties anon, ⛸️, scribbler anon, 🌳, ♍, medicine major anon, gojo big cock gagger anon, 🫃, 🗣️🩰, <3 anon, orgy anon, 🐝, marketing major anon, 🫶🏻💕, 🧋, 🐠, 🐛, 🗣️🎬‼️, 😼, 🐇, ✏️, 🪶🧠, 🌸, 👀, 🧝🏽, 🌦️, 🌺, 🍭, 🌙, 🔔❤️⚙️, 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 anon, neuroscience anon, 🎀💄, 🫐, 💋, 🦴, 🦎, 🦩, 🌱, 🫀, 🍓, CJ anon, 🐨, 🦤, 🐚, 💃, 🦇, 🌛, 🪼, 💤, 🍫, ⭐, 😈, spooky sweet tea anon, 🧠, 🧌, 🗣️, 🐄, corpse goon anon, 🦐, tiny anon, 🌟🦈, 💧, 🎱, 🦢, dewdrop anon, 🍵, 🥗, 🥠, :) anon, 🥥, 🐩, 🌝, 🪽🦦, (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) anon, silly anon, jester anon, 🐡, 🎀,  anon H, Marchailina, 👟, horny anon, b. anon, 🍰, 🪢, 🦚, lads anon, lads anon #2, 😻, 💐, 🐢, 🍣, 🃏, ex Nanami-hater anon, ovulating anon, 🐼, 🐜, 🦗, 🚀, vet major anon, 😔, 🐦, void anon, 🦢🐚, gojo convertee anon, therapist gojo anon, 💗, 🧸, 🍄, 🐾🐕, ✨🍀, 🐦‍⬛, lawnmower anon, Nanami’s 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 anon, 🕷️, 🍞, Nanami anon, ☀️🪵, reading sesh anon, 🐸, 🏵️, 🍄😈, 🪨🧍, law student anon, 🦶, 🔖, 🪞, 🍯, 💌, 🎧, 🪐, 🫆, Hoyoverse anon, 🐈, 🐮, 👅🍑, 🪱, 🍍, 🧪, 🥖, 🌊, 🤍, Hua Cheng anon, 🦅, ♠️, 🕷, 🫧, 🧱ed🆙, waitress anon, ❤️🌻, ⏾, 𝐹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 𝓃𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓎 👹, 🪱🔥, 💠, freaky lads anon, 🤠, ❄️ 🐆, ⚜️, 🎏, 🅰️🍄, ♒️, 🎐, 🦦, 🐯, ⭐️

Why do you scare me?

I promise I don't bite unless asked to!!

[fortunxa]

anyway for some reason i couldn’t reply to this normally so this is attempt no. 2

── phone model can go three ways:

a fairly new iPhone (a high-performance one, most likely some kind of Pro that can handle her multitude of apps)

an iPhone 4 (because she doesn’t gaf, and she would 10000% attempt the cracked colorful glass look on the back like that one 2012 trend)

a Samsung galaxy Z flip (because she’d love the flip factor for the drama, snapping it shut after an argument)

── phone appearance

bright neon or graffiti-style phone case with stickers

a keychain charm

and her phone definitely has a cracked screen

── (most used) apps

tiktok & instagram (for doomscrolling and brainrot)

snapchat (to send blurry pics with cryptic captions at 3am)

reddit & twitter/X (arguing about mechanics, shitposting, making up conspiracy theories)

discord and she’s an absolute menace in the servers

she has some mobile shooters like COD Mobile

i know her ass has garageband/FL studio on her phone just to make random beats and sounds

a voice changer app (to prank call people)

- find my friends/life 360 (will randomly check up on people’s location and message them if they’re somewhere they’re not supposed to be/show up unannounced)

── random

her notes app is filled with half-baked ideas, ominous thoughts, and cryptic reminders

never closes her tabs

her notifications center is an absolute disaster

nicknames as contact names (Vi = ‘fat hands’ / Silco = ‘the mafia’)

takes pics of literally everything she’s such a shutterbug :(((((

BONUS ── texting style

actually prefers voice messages over actual texts (she’s too lazy to type)

meme replies instead of actual words

spams messages instead of typing a full paragraph

forgets what she was saying halfway through a thought

ok so listen

WAIT

shir i lost it nvm it’ll come back

overuses emojis ironically or to make a point

random internet slang

typos. her autocorrect is fighting back HARD

forgets to reply for hours, then texts 50 messages in a row

if she’s mad, she types fast and aggressively

U SUCK AND I HATE UR STUOID FACE

DONT TEXT ME

ok u can text me but only to apologize

if she’s REALLY mad, her texts become short and passive-aggressive (“K.” or “wow. ok then.”)

should i actually make a proper post? lmk yall those were the basics

AND THANK YOU FOR ASKING ANON!!! 🫶🫶

[descendantsramblings]

Just a short cute thing where Fem! Reader and Maleficent are dating and Mal just loves teasing her gf by turning into her dragon form in small

Pure fluff, thank u :>

“Short cute” is speaking my language rn. So glad to be back to writing long stuff but between these and writing a layout for a Dead Boy Detectives fic I needed a good head canon or Drabble 🖤

Also I wrote and edited this whole thing while on the clock at work so forgive me if something is a little odd, I HATE typing on mobile because it’s easier to get typos.

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Maleficent x Reader

Pronouns used: she/her/hers

Summary: watching her girlfriend study can get just so boring

Warnings: descriptions of Maleficent turning into a dragon but it’s really nothing (at least as a horror and body horror fan it’s absolutely nothing but I’ll warn you just in case), fluff

Word Count: 1.1K

Pic because finding gifs of my girl (who’s almost always background or literally on Hades lol) is so hard

She can’t say no one warned her. Of course, Maleficent thought her girlfriend hung the sun, she was humanities own light source. All aglow when she was excited and warm enough that the dark fae was constantly convinced she had a fever. She was obsessed with her, but that doesn’t mean the rest of her friends lied when they said dating a hero kid could get so boring. Not that (Y/n) in general was boring, it was actually pretty easy to get her running around with the villains, but when she felt like being good? She could get obnoxiously good. Like straight As helping out in soup kitchens type of good. Which if the pixie was honest, she found that side of her girlfriend extremely endearing. Sometimes she even wonders if that sweet half of her is what saw Maleficent as worthy for her. Not that she’d ever admit to that out loud, it would wreck her image. If the fact that she could watch the girl complete mundane tasks in complete infatuation didn’t already kill her image. Or at least she normally could watch her like that.

The girl had been studying for an hour, rewriting her notes in a decorative and color coded way that she swore made it easier for her to study. “Rewriting it makes me think about it harder, Mali. Engraves it into my memory.” It sounded like an excuse to her, seemed to her that the girl just liked to look at pretty things. Not that she minded, whatever she wanted to do was fine by her, (Y/n) was her own woman. And Maleficent loved to be the pretty thing she was looking at, so who was she to complain about other ones? But Mali was starting to wonder if she and Tinkerbell had something in common. If she didn’t get her girlfriend’s attention soon she was sure she’d just fall over and just die. She was growing weaker by the second, she was positive of that. And getting the girl’s attention away from swirling pretty calligraphy into a notebook was proving to be impossible.

Every nuzzle to her neck was met with a playful push. Kissing her face just earned the pixie a “Mali, doll, I’m working.” It was infuriating. Why let her in if (Y/n) only planned on ignoring her? Her pale arms make their way around the princess’ waist, face falling against the girl’s back with a dramatic sigh. “I’m almost done, Doll. Just two more pages.” Two more? That won’t do, she needs more attention now. “Come on,” she drags the word out pulling away from her girlfriend with a whine. “Since when are you so good?” “I’ve always been good, Doll. You’re the villain between us, remember?” She uncaps a different pen, readjusting the notebook before her. “You don’t seem so good when you’re out running around with me and the other VKs. You ask how high when Uliana says just just like Morgie does.” It gets her a hum, pen tapping against the page in the speedy pattern. “Yeah well, if I make Uli happy she’ll do my hair. No one else here can braid like she can.” Mali laughs, “Fine, then if we can’t cuddle, let’s go see if she’ll do your hair. Give me something.” “I’ll be done soon.” She scoffs, lightly smacking the back of the girl’s shoulder, “You said you were doing homework.” (Y/n)’s eyes roll, sparing the girl a look over her shoulder, “Studying is homework, Mali.” Now her eyes roll, throwing herself back on the bed, “This isn’t studying. Studying is reading over notes, this is some other thing.” She hums, “Maybe that’s why my grades are higher than yours.” It’s a playful remark, the girl poking her tongue out at the pixie before turning back to her work.

She wants to play? Okay, they can play. She cuts a look to the girl, a pen cap held loosely in her mouth as she delicately drags a pen brush across a page. She was distracted enough. Turning into a large dragon took far too much energy from her, but a small one? One that could fit right in the girl’s lap? That was easy. Maleficent could barely feel it as her bones gave way. Shoulder blades and vertebrae stretching out to form the structure of wings. Purple scales forcing their way through pale skin, tearing their way into veins to beseen. She hasn’t let wings of any kind come out in so long, it felt heavenly. The stretch making her suppress a whimper. She desperately needed to do this more, instead of just when she felt the need to harass her way into getting what she wants.

Slowly, careful not to make too much noise, she flaps her wings, once, twice. By the third time, when she realized the sound wasn’t alerting (Y/n), she knew she could take flight. Fluttering through the dorm, she lands on the girl’s dresser, blowing a small puff of flames onto a candle then settling beside it. Waiting, glowing green eyes trained on the girl who had playfully become her prey. The smell of smoke would alert her, it always did. Lilac and smoke slowly and softly fill the air, making the princess look up, worried eyes glancing around the room before landing on her dresser. “Really? You’re that desperate for me?” Desperate? No, she was anything but that. While her eyes are away from the page, Maleficent takes flight again, swooping up the pens the girl was using before fluttering over her head.

“Mali, you’re just prolonging how long it will be before I can lay back and cuddle with you. You know that, right?” Her hand shoots up for her pens and the dragon flies closer to the ceiling. “This is ridiculous, you are being ridiculous.” Pens clatter into the wastebasket by the girl’s desk, the dragon swooping in to fill the girl’s lap before she can get up to retrieve them. “Are all fae this needy or just you?” The question is met with a nuzzle against her stomach, the dragon refusing to get too close to her skin in case she’d scratch the delicate stretch of flesh.

Sighing, the girl closes her two notebooks, pushing them to the side before she lays back. “If I take a little study break will you let me finish my work without whining?” The dragon crawls up her stomach, tilting her head to the side. Sweeten the deal. “If we cuddle?” Letting out a sigh, Mali curls up on the girl’s chest, her head laying just so close to her heart she feels as if she’s hearing the lubb-Dubb of it in her own head. “You’re not gonna turn back into a girl for me? Made you wait so long that I only deserve scales?” It’s not a complaint, not a real one at least. Her nails digging into the space between two wings, a glorious scratching sensation that makes Maleficent’s eyes lull closed. She was never above playing if the Royal wanted to play. She was always the winner of the girl’s long games.

[ryniswright]

𓍝 MOON BOYS TAKING CARE OF YOU IN A CHRONIC PAIN FLARE

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(first pic is them taking care of you :o)

(soft headcanons) (receiving care) (unspecified pain-causing disorder/s)

g!n reader | sfw | steven grant | marc spector | jake lockley

STEVEN GRANT

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Steven would do so much research on your disorder that he’d almost know more than you. He’d start studying the second he found out about your pain so that he can be best equipped to help you. Afterall, he loves researching and if that would be able to help you in some way he would jump on the opportunity. You’d catch him leaving tabs open and find books about your disorder/s in his study and you’d feel the research in all of the little ways he knows how to help you.  

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Whenever you’d tell him you’re worried he’ll get tired of your illness he’d get really sad and quiet. “I never want to imagine a life without you,” he’d say, “I don’t even want to think about getting tired of you- you’re so special to me.” He’d squeeze your hand gently as a reminder that he’s not going anywhere. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He’d be just as flustered seeing you with your mobility aids/medical devices as without them. They’d be the last thing he focuses on, to him they’d just be a part of you, his love, and they keep you safe and happy. You’re beautiful to him no matter what, even when you can barely get out of bed or you’re agonizing in pain he would be utterly enamored by you. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He would tell you about the evolution of mobility aids in ancient egypt. About how they had crutches quite like our modern ones along with staffs, prosthetics, and canes. He’d gush about Ptah and how the ancient Egyptians integrated disabled people into society and placed emphasis on treating them equally. He’d ramble on like this while you listened in awe of him. You’d feel so lucky to have someone like this in your life- someone that learns things specifically to tell you about and someone who lights up so much while explaining them. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He would have no issue with taking up extra house chores during your flares. In fact he’d insist on it and get upset when you try pushing yourself too hard. Some added cleaning is nothing if it keeps you in minimal pain and helps you get back to a more manageable state.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You’d tell him you’re scared that you’ll never get better and he’d listen, holding you gently and trying to reassure you with his presence. “We’re going to get through this together.” He’d say. “You’re in a flare right now love- it’s gotten better before and it will again.” “I’ll be here for you no matter what happens.” These reassurances would be spoken with so much love that they’d actually begin to give you hope. Things would always be manageable with him around. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He’d have no issues with you going nonverbal from pain. He’d typically continue to talk to you just like normal unless you’re clearly overstimulated. He wouldn’t want you to feel barred from socializing just because you can’t speak directly. He’d watch your arm movements, trying his best to decode the weird sign-rhythm you two fall into, and laugh his way through chatting with you just as usual. 

MARC SPECTOR

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Marc would be amazing at reading you. He’d be able to tell from slight shifts in behavior when your symptoms are getting worse and then accommodate properly. He’d do it without saying much, but you’d notice that before you’d even tell him you’re in extra pain he’d be doing more caretaking and purchasing any extra items you could need. There’s something quiet and supportive in his love that makes you feel like things will get better.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He would always be prepared. Carrying around things you need in bags and cars and making sure to get replacements the second things got faulty or ran out. He hates being unprepared, especially when that puts you at risk. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You’d ask him if he’d rather be with someone else, someone less ill, and he’d be dumbfounded by the conclusions your mind comes to. He’d pause for a little bit, mustering up the courage to express his love for you. “Of course not, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else,” and he’d squeeze your hand. He truly can’t see himself with anyone but you and your illness is simply another part of you. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Whenever you’d feel embarrassed subconscious about your accommodations he’d be there practically looking at you with hearts in his eyes. Even in flares where you can barely get out of bed he’d never stop looking at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s seen. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Most of your interactions with him, especially when you’re flaring, would be quiet and safe. He wouldn’t talk much because he’d know it hurts you to reply, he’d just quietly sit with you and enjoy your presence while supporting you with his. He’d occasionally make comments at the tv, or complain about hero work or his alters or any of the usual things he gets upset about, but you would never feel pressured to respond. He’d leave room for you to be nonverbal. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He would come with you to every doctor's appointment and make sure that they listen to you. He’d hear about the amount of medical neglect you have gone through and become filled with rage- how could doctors treat so many people who are clearly in so much pain like they are subhuman and faking it? That would never make sense to him. So, he’d always be there ready to defend you. A looming threat against those who would doubt you in the corner of every room. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He’d always remind you that things are going to get better again and that even if they don’t you two will get through it. Especially when you make comments about being dumb or not working hard enough. You’d always be enough to him and you’d always be someone worth taking care of. 

JAKE LOCKLEY

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Jake wouldn’t let a day go by without checking in on your pain levels and asking if you need anything. You’d tell him he doesn’t need to do anything for you, but that would only make him want to do more. He’d get you anything you need and more than that. Making sure that you’re well cared for and that things are as easy as they can be for you. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 When you’d tell him things that you miss doing he’d look for creative ways to still include you with him. He’d push you in a wheelchair through theme parks, be there to make sure you don’t faint or overdo it with physical activities, and anything that could make things more accessible for you. He wouldn’t want you to miss out on life. Anything he could do to accommodate you would be important to him. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You’d have to convince him not to kill the negligent doctors that tell you things are in your head. He can’t fathom the idea of someone treating you that way. Especially since he sees how much pain you are in on a daily basis and how bad your flares can get. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Shortly after moving in together you’d discover that he’s an amazing cook. He’d always be finding new creative ways to make you delicious meals that accommodate your dietary needs. Then he’d never be offended on days when you couldn’t finish it all. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Before you could even get the chance to worry about it he would be telling you that there’s no one else he’d rather be with. That you are beyond important to him and so much more than your health conditions. That you can make him happier than anyone else ever could. He’d want you to know he is completely satisfied with you just the way you are. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He’d help you with every part of your routine. Gently brushing your hair, scrubbing your back in the bath, cleaning the things you usually would. He would want to make sure you feel as good as you can and he’d know that being unable to get out of bed destroys your mental health. “I love doing these things for you. You are my heart and I am here for you however I can be.” He’d say, along with other things to gently reassure you that you aren’t burdening him. 

ᯓᡣ𐭩 For a while he’d get very worried when you aren’t speaking. He’d worry a lot, about a lot of things, and he’d try to act like it isn’t affecting him but you’d sense it. You’d let him know he’s doing great with supporting you and that even when your symptoms are bad they are the best they’ve been in your life because you have three people who are so attentive to you and your needs around.

[buf309]

Pose Reference Resources

I promised Dia (aka aerequets) that I will make a collection of pose references in the reply of one of her art posts, and then I completely forgot about it. Until now. I'm sorry for my bad memory.

So, yeah, better late than never I guess?

The pose collection I use the most is no longer free. They used to let you download a whole album (more than 8GB worth of data) to use offline, but now you have to pay $40/package or $200 for full sets. I still have the zip file for a very old version of theirs, but I can't legally share it. So, let's skip to the other options.

1/ First, you heard of those 3D dolls program that let you model your own reference pose? This one is an online one and for free, the whole ordeal. Of course since it's online and free, you can't save your model for next time, and it costs quite a lot of time to set the model up. So, you should take as much screenshots in as many tricky angles as you need once you done with the setting. Best using for complicated scenes where those below don't have what you need already available.

2/ This one is free and in 3D, you can rotate the model to any angle that you need. The only set back is the numbers of poses are quite limited. This one is best for using as a basic blocks then build up what you want to draw, or just as a practice to improve your understanding of human anatomy.

3/ This one is free for personal uses and the pose collection is massive. The setbacks are the language barrier (it's in Japanese, English is sometimes tag-a-long) and you have to search through their pages for what you need. The pics for each pose is static but they are in different angle in almost 360 degrees. There are many 2-person and 3-person poses too. Great for illustration inspiration.

4/ This one will only show reference photos of human head, at whatever angle you rotate the model. The web interface is easy to use. There are options like searching based on gender, ages, emotions, glasses, facial hair or not, etc. Good for practicing face drawing.

5/ This one will show reference photos for human body parts, at whatever angle you rotate the model, read the instructions for how to do it. The web interface is quite hard to use at first, just tinkering around for a bit, and you will be fine. There are options like searching based on gender and which particular parts that you need refs for. Good for that moment when you go "huh? how is this <body part> will look in this <situation>????"

6/ This one will only show reference photos of animal heads, and only the head, at whatever angle you rotate the model. The accurate skull refencence list is their best point. There are enough common species in the drop down list. Tbh, I don't use this much because I often need refs for the whole animal most of the time. But it's best for furry artists, I guess?

7/ Real model photos. They sell pose reference in themed packs, but there are enough free packs to use as drawing practice too.

8/ This is the best for general background reference. Lots of options. Not really good for very specific location results, but good for random background in drawings.

9/ Lastly, for specific objects or background references at strange angles, I often search for 3D models on this site then take screenshots of whatever I need.

That's all, folks. Hope this list can help ease some of the struggles that we will encounter on our quest of learning the art of drawing things 😂

[crazylittlejester]

Unsure if you’ve answers this already, but what’s the rest of the chain doing in your modern au?

I don’t think ive ever really talked a lot about it like, in depth, but im more than happy to because i love my au and my silly guys :)

my bad for spelling errors i am Stupid 💔

Time: (46) Lives on the ranch with Malon. He worked full time as a mechanic before he met and married Malon, and he still works at the same place just SIGNIFICANTLY less hours because he’s also doing work on the ranch. He also plays guitar as a hobby, he played more when he was younger but Twilight’s BIGGEST flex in middle and early high school was that his dad owns some fuckass guitars

Hyrule: (20) He really really really likes rocks and being outside so he’s going into geology because he wanted to dig in the dirt and find special rocks. Sometimes Twi will text him like “bro where are you?” and if he even has service Hyrule will just send him a pic in the literal middle of fucking nowhere. Hyrule lives with Legend in the same apartment as Wars, Twi, and Sky, EXACTLY one floor below them

Legend: (20) Political science major, because he was running out of time and had to pick something. He’s not super sure what he wants to do, he has like, no plans, he didn’t think he’d be alive this long and have to DO something with his life. He works at the same little coffee shop as Sky, and those two are good friends. Every time Wars is being too loud above him (jumping, screaming, dancing) he will get up on his table and smack the ceiling and yell, or he’ll leave him angry voicemails. He left the dorms because he couldn’t handle being in the room next to Wars’s dramatic ass, he was DEVASTATED to discover all he did was move in underneath him

Wild: (19) He’s doing fashion/arts and he really really likes photography. He’s a retired skater (same as Wars) and on good days he can move around alright with minimal pain, but it’s not uncommon for him to use a mobility aid. He’s very good friends with Wars and sometimes they’ll fuck around at the rink together, other times when he has five minutes to spare Wars will drive him around and they’ll go to parks and just sit. They’re each other’s oldest friend and they both left a sport that was literally their entire world and its been hard to adjust to life without competitions but they’ve got each other. Wars makes a very serious effort to meet up with Wild 2-3 times a week

Four: (19) He’s a blacksmith, like his grandpa, but he got roped into this mess of a friend group somehow anyways. He finds most of them to be far too loud or dramatic, but they’re his best friends and he’s stuck with em

Wind: (16) He’s still in high school, but he does band and soccer. Wars took him skating ONCE because he used to babysit him, and Wind kinda got obsessed with the idea of what he calls ‘knife shoes’. Of ALL the people Wars has taken to the rink with him (who have no prior experience skating), Wind is the best. He’d be able to fuck around and play ice hockey with Wars, he’d get his ass beat if he went against an actual hockey player, but he can play a simple friendly game with Wars if Wars agrees to it

and then for anyone unfamiliar with the au!!:

Wars: (20/21; depends on what time of year I write the au in, because everything is just about their last year of undergrad and he’s a December birthday) He’s a retired figure skater who holds a world record and several gold medals, and he won the hyrule equivalent of the olympics at 18. He’s a dance major now, he’s been doing ballet since he was 3 and he never quit it, and he’s gone pretty much all day during the week because he goes skating for two hours before class, his last class ends at 5:30, and then if he’s actively in a show rehearsal ends at 10. Weekends are his only time to breathe but he’ll still have rehearsal from 1-6 and will hit the rink from like 10-11 unless Sky and Twi get on their literal hands and knees and BEG him not to because they miss him and “when will my husband return from the fucking war??”

Twilight: (21/22; his birthday is March) Bio/chem major with the intent to become a vet for ranch animals. He LOVES animals so so so so much, and he has a rather bad habit of bringing home sat wet creatures to his adoptive parents/aunt&uncle Time and Malon who just need a little extra love, including but not limited to: Several dogs, several cats, an injured bird, Warriors, a baby deer. Most of these things get taken care of and then released or Time helps them get adopted, and others get kept (at LEAST four dogs (including a very fluffy one named Wolfie), Wars, and two cats)

Sky: (21) English literature major who wants to become a teacher because he had an awful time as a disabled kid in school and he was made to feel stupid and he NEVER wants a kid to have that experience. It broke his heart to realize Wars had that experience too and still thinks he’s stupid, but Sky is determined to be the kind of english teacher you remember DECADES after you leave grade school because they were so important and changed your life. His gf Sun also loves english literature, and they go on dates to the library together and it’s just disgustingly sweet. He’s living out his best coffee shop romance au life because he does in fact work at a coffee shop and he did in fact fall in love with the girl who came in and ordered mint tea at 4 pm on the dot every day he just so happened to be working

[gamergirl-niffler]

Dating game that surprised me... A lot!

Recently I started to play a mobile game called "Love & deep space" and I need to admit it - This game really surprised me.

When my ex-friend showed me this game, all I saw was: dating, pretty 3D, Korean looking men. I told her it's pretty and didn't think much of it because it wasn't out yet.

Few days ago while trying to get up from bed in the morning I suddenly remembered about this game and I decided to check if it's out. It was, so I downloaded it and started playing.

At the very beginning, the game was just a pretty looking game. I need to say that wasn't ready for the kinda limited but nice character creator (no possibility to change chair color & length - only available in photo booth option) and a voice modification option.

Main character looks pretty!

I just played through the story and my jaw honestly dropped when my game suddenly flipped to the side for a fighting section of the game

I was not ready, BUT I quite enjoyed it. Fighting reminds me about Genshin on mobile, dodge, tap, tap, tap, be careful of your health, etc.

Fighting parts aren't THAT hard, but at the same time you need to upgrade your cards and add things to them to make them stronger. Pretty basic stuff.

There are lots of fight related activities that give really nice rewards and drop materials needed to making your team stronger.

NOW THE BEST PART! - THE MEN!

Game has three love interests

Xavier - The sleepy boy

Zayne - The doctor

Rafayel - The artist

Each of them have his place in the story, and each is so much more than he looks like at the very beginning.

I honestly love Rafayel, maybe because he is an artist... he is also a little annoying, but it's also kinda sweet. I have the most memories with him and the highest lvl.

Furthermore, I love how going through the main story isn't the only way to interact with them. The game provides lots of options to spend time with them and learn new stuff about them.

You can go hunt for plushies in a claw machine or play a game that is like tic-tac-toe but with cats and cards, or you can take a photo with them. One of my many favourite things, I mean LOOK:

(in order, I mentioned them before)

I love it because in this mode you can actually REALLY change your MC's look, which is wonderful! You can change your hair length, color, change make up, outfit and add accessories. Also, you pick poses and background. You also can do pics of your MC, just him or couple pics or mix of everything!

Of course, the main story isn't the only thing, there are also plenty of 'side mini stories' that are unlocked by getting specific memories.

THE LAST THING, I TRULY FALL IN LOVE WITH!

I am a sucker for ASMRs, especially the ones with my favorite characters. I can spend HOURS listening to those.

This game has something similar! You unlock specific audios by obtaining the right memories.

There are two versions - the first version is more of a story thing so you can listen, but it has "subtitles" that describe what MC says and what is happening. You don't have to, but yeah, it's a bit hard to imagine what's exactly happening sometimes.

But the other version... ooooh the other version. It's made to be JUST listen to! No subtitles or anything, just... listen and enjoy what you hear

In summary:

I really fall in love with this game. It's so much more than I expected it to be. It offers a lot of rewards and makes it easy to obtain decent cards without throwing your real money away. Sure, it's gacha game, but it's not as annoying as it could be. Sure, you still can spend money for it if you want extra features, but if you look for a game that isn't just about spending your money, it's a good pick.

Animations look nice, cards are pretty, voice acting is good, story is ok I'd say.

As for me, it's a good game! I am recommending it! A lot!

[annbourbon]

Beyond The Planets: What The Planets really are in the Cheritzverse

(yes, they're not just The Ssum)

Okay;;; I had several WTF moments while writing this post and you're about to see why. But before that, if you need a quick refreshment on how Karmic Laws work, you should read this post, cause we're about to delve even more into it. Also, this is intended to be a long post because it's gonna be 2 or 3 posts in one, since they're connected.

Also, there were tons of pics to support this post and I could not fit them all into one no matter how hard I tried making collages and stuff~ hence this ended up becoming a two parts post, with the second and third (probably more incoming~) part posting only the images I couldn't fit here. Thank you!!!

♡ Beyond The Planets ~ Part 2

♡ Beyond The Planets ~ Part 3

Quick Guide ~ Beyond Planets

There are two types of planets inside The Ssum. Stationary and Seasonal planets. These stationary and seasonal planets hold a purpose, like, in theory you can say they are nothing but just planets. However if you pay attention to what they say~ you have several things.

So far I'm working with 4 planets to unravel the mysteries so far: Root of desire, Crotune, Bamboo Forest of Troubles and Momint.

Although my theory is that they all are tied and work to supply each other.

Also, being honest, to delve in great detail in each of the planets would take me forever so this is just the basics and the descriptions, to tie them with the rest of the Cheritzverse thread but not an actual guide of how they work or what you find inside them. Because it's so much more~

Mobile/Seasonal Planets

These planets are supposed to be like "seasons" that come and go~ and the characters (LI) are basically changing their appearance, and the emojis, even the background every time there's a new planet~

1. Vanas

2. Mewry

3. Crotune

4. Tolup

5. Cloudi

6. Burni

7. Pi

8. Momint

Emotion/Stationary Planets

I tried to put them all together but it's kind of difficult to do it so~

Then you have the other planets that are kind of like our solar system~ always there.

1. City of Free Men

2. Root of Desire

3. Canals of Sensitivity

4. Archive of Sentences

5. Milky Way of Gratitude

6. Bamboo Forest of Troubles

7. Mountains of Wandering Humor

8. Archive of Terran Info

Now that we have them, let's delve into the Karmic Laws, which at this point I don't think it's a coincidence the way they are, but I'm also not sure I can properly identify them myself as I'm still learning them and besides, many of them repeat. But it's up to you to decide~

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* According to Wikipedia these are called Emotion Planets.

City of Free Men

Karmic Laws: Growth and open mindness. (???)

Described as a place to build a Lab where you can study what you want. For bored participants to get rid of boredom.

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Root of Desire

Karmic Laws: You create your reality

Described as a planet to send your desires into the universe. All sorts of desires are drawn to this planet. So you get to share and unleash the desire deep inside your heart it with the souls visiting. (This planet is best friends with desire for shopping. Or so it says~)

*Beware. You might be taken over by your desire if you stay for too long.

As a note: When you "create a desire" it asks you things like, what do you want, need~~

And offers things in the following categories:

♡ Object ♡ Human ♡ Romance ♡ Wealth

♡ Life ♡ Career ♡ Academics ♡ Inner

♡ Family ♡ Others

Following that, it asks you to specify the desire:

♡ Express it in relation to reality

♡ Express it freely like a dream

And no, there is no coming back. So you need to choose well. IMO, this feels like creating a spell, or making a deal with the Wizard. You even send signals for your wish to become real. And if you express it in relation to reality, you need to set a date for your wish to become true.

The planet itself feels a bit too much like you're actually trading something or shopping. The mention of souls specifically, to share it with another soul or send signals, I don't know if I'm overthinking things but it feels like being in some kind of black market. It reminds me a bit of Nameless but I still fail to see how~ and in a way I think it's similar to Crotune yet not the same.

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Canals of Sensitivity

Karmic Laws: Compassion.

Described as a place to read or write. From a diary, a single line to show how depressed you are, a short story or even a novel is welcomed. Support is also welcomed.

You can follow writers, although you cannot follow more than 10.

I feel they're mocking us lololol how depressed~

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Archive of Sentences

Karmic Laws: Evolution(?)

Languages of harmony that calls forth universal human agreement is collecting... A variety of energy will rise simply by reading trending terms, golden quotes, and impressive sentences."

You have discovered a place where sentences would gather!

Did you know that reading sentences that touch on your heart will help you with self-improvement?

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Milky Way of Gratitude

Karmic Laws: Gratitude. Generosity.

This Milky Way was born from millions of gratitude! What do you feel grateful about for the day? I am grateful for the electronic waves from a satellite that I had early this morning.

Although no scientific evidence exists, they say if you show gratitude with all your heart you will get to find yourself lucky. Journal studies on gratitude are receiving more spotlights on Earth, and the details on the effect of gratitude are becoming more widespread among people.

At the Milky Way of Gratitude, you can write a relay of, share, and send support for Gratitude Diaries!

Try writing a diary now! I wish your future will be full of luck.

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Bamboo Forest of Troubles

Karmic Laws: Compassion, interdependence (???)

"If you have troubles, visit the Bamboo Forest of Troubles to scream them out. People will not be able to tell voices in this forest."

At this bamboo forest, everyone is anonymous!

When you find something upsetting at school or work... When troubles just will not leave you alone...

If you have any woe, trouble, or dilemma, unleash it in this place!

You might find supports from people and get back on your feet. Or you might find yourself at the center of new gossip.

But of course, you can make use of the anonymity and ask and answer stuff you might be otherwise too embarrassed to ask or answer!

Relieve your heart of whatever weight it carries at this bamboo forest and feel free to talk and make discussions.

If I'm to be honest~ I didn't understand this at first until I saw Mr Queen K-Drama and I realized some of the characters go to an actual Bamboo Forest to start screaming their pain and wishes.

As a quiet reminder~ the Wizard said that only those with desperate wishes can see him.

So this and Crotune where when I started to reconsider, what if The Ssum is basically a «set up» to make The Wizard stronger? Or what if all these years that we've been looking for The Wizard hideout~ it turns that the place is~ "The Ssum"?

It's also interesting to mention that has a crazy doctor, who disappeared in mysterious circumstances and it's supposedly responsible for The Lab and PIUPIU.

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Mountains of Wandering Humor

Karmic Laws: Living the moment (???)

Do not trust the signals from the Mountains of Wandering Humor. Once you do, you would wish you have never trusted them."

So you have found the Mountains of Wandering Humor, where laughs (or fake laughs) are drawn to. Are you good at making jokes?

Is there anything funny you have to share?

Or... Are you good at making dad jokes...?

Then try debuting as a comedian and let your jokes take flight! If you are not good at making jokes, you can try evaluating jokes you would find.

If you smirked, make an applause.

If you were awed, give a gift.

If you were disappointed, give a taste of your disappointment.

If you were utterly disappointed, fling them to the trashcan...!

Good jokes will last on this planet as long as they can. We hope you would enjoy your time relieving yourself from stress at the Mountains of Wandering Humor...!

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Archive of Terran Info

Karmic Laws: ???

This is the Archive of Terran Info, where you can find a myriad of knowledge and information! Try determining what kind of information you could make use of at this place.

And you can even try being the messenger of information in this place.

If you have any top secret only you are aware of, try sharing it here!

Q. What kind of bulletin boards can I find?

1) The Ssum: questions, answers, and information about this application

2) Life Tips: information that could be useful (or not) in daily life

3) Free Info: free exchange of information (secrets of UFO, for example...)

Q. What can I do if I find a post that is not useful?

Answer: Please send us the frequency by tapping Not Helpful! Or you can jot down information in the comments section that can make the post useful.

Q. Wow! I found something that is really useful to me!

Answer: Send support or show gratitude with a comment. The writer will greatly appreciate it.

Q. My post was voted as not helpful...

Answer: How disappointing... Try visiting Planet Mewry. Or just deal with it.

That is it for this AMA. I hope you would enjoy your stay in this archive!

So according to this~ we're basically spies and messengers who are working under the Lab orders. Cool. Not really~

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Vanas

Karmic Laws: Truth/Honesty, Humility

We have detected a unique planet that is perfectly parallel to planet Venus. So we are sending the love signal from this planet to Earth.

Do you dream of sweet love?

Take courage and see what lies within you!

And find out what he is hiding little by little!

Welcome to Vanas, a planet full of energy of love!

"This banana-shaped planet is sweet and charming. Believe it or not, the legends say its name originated from the goddess of love."

You have discovered Planet Vanas, a pioneering site for truth!

Planet Vanas has this... This mystical energy that can separate one of its planetary layers into a personal dimension! Now, let us pioneer for the truth within your truth, as if peeling a banana. Please save in this planet all the positive truth and negative truth about you.

You are the only one who can see them. I wonder what kind of change you will go through as you learn about yourself.

At Planet Vanas, you will get to come in contact with visions that portray your inner world and pose you questions on a continuous basis. Nurture your inner world through questions your visions bring you!

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Mewry

Karmic Laws: Detachment.

We have discovered a planet composed of substances similar to sweat and tears.

Its shape resembles a complicated heart. So we are sending a complicated yet warm signal.

Very carefully unraveling knots of planet Mewry... This planet resembles an intricately raveled yarn. It may look a bit gloomy and wounded, but it is quite healthy."

Oww... My heart aches whenever I visit Planet Mewry.

(as I am an A.I. and therefore have no pain, I can only emit ’sadness...’)

In this planet, you will get to explore the sadness within. Please make sure you have your handkerchief with you.

Once you explore your pain, you might get to find new memories that you did not realize were a pain.

And... If you would like, we could activate the algorithm that takes away the pain.

Please calibrate your rate of visit on Planet Mewry according to the degree of your pain.

They say pain, guilt, rage, and evasion are all closely interconnected. We hope you would get to find the journey of healing here on Planet Mewry!

Mewry says to take the pain away from you.

If that sounds creepy is because it is! Pain is part of life, you cannot have true happiness if you don't know the other side of the coin, and life it's not meant to be plain and simple. One of my favorite quotes comes from Forrest Gump~ life's like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get. Because it's true! So pain is not to be avoided. And if we're honest, there's some kind of pain and some kind of fear that will never go away, it will transform, always ready to hurt. To attack. So you have to do it anyways.

But according to Mewry, they can take it away~ if only that were to be true, I would be first in line after my trauma with Harry's route lol

Maybe it's because these days I've been crying a lot~ it occurred to me that Mewry it's the planet of Memories?

I mean lolol I saw "Mewry" through tears and I thought it said "Memories" and when we think of the context of this planet, it kind of made sense?

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Crotune

Karmic Laws: ???

Transmission from planet Crotune.

No matter how sweet it is, sometimes love cannot contain its shape. For instance, love often crumbles at the face of reality.

Hopefully your love will hold him steadfast. So we are sending sweet yet bitter signal.

You have discovered a planet as sweet as a chocolate. It is a mysterious place that can melt down like your dreams but also bring bitterness like the reality. In case you are torn between dreams and reality, please pay a visit to this planet.

[Dr. C, the chief lab researcher]

"Oh no! Unexpected strife of heart is causing meltdown in Mt. Crotune!"

"This planet is recently born, fresh and sweet. However, beware. There is a bitter cacao river bending here and there in the middle of its sweetness."

If you have an ambition or a goal, you could make use of the algorithms on Planet Crotune.

Is your dream an ambition that can be realized? Or is it merely a daydream?

Sweet are the fruits of your goal, but bitter is the journey towards your goal. (Phew...)

Tend to your dreams on Planet Crotune!

You can get consistent help with your dreams on this planet.

Described as a planet for Desperate Wishes.

It was the mix of playing The Ssum, Mystic Messenger by myself, and Dandelion (with @cherrychipheart and @smol-grey-tea ) at the same time that made me realize several things and create this post. But the connection wouldn't be possible without Crotune. See this is why playing Dandelion is vital to understand the connections between the four games Cheritz now has~

IMHO from all the planets, Crotune is the one that looks similar to talking to the Wizard. While in several planets (Vanas included) they have a motto that says "you don't exchange things like in other planets~~ and the need of balance"

There's also the turning sweetness into bitterness, and many other lines that keep reminding me the Wizard. So I believe you should be careful not to drop your wishes in Crotune lol because maybe the Wizard will take advantage of it. After all only those with desperate wishes can see the Wizard.

So one of the several theories I'll be dropping on this post is: What if the place we've been looking for is this, "The Ssum"?

In a sense it would make sense since it has also a "crazy doctor" supposedly responsible for the Lab and PiuPiu. There are also a lot of Planets.

Although another theory taking more strength, the more I delve into all this~ is that we, players, by controlling MC~ and being messenger and spies, playing with time/space, we did something. Something which has awakened "The Angel".

How The Wizard enters in this? Is he the Angel? So far I have no answers.

The only thing is that it's painfully obvious, The Angel, PIUPIU, The Wizard and MC know about time travel.

And sometimes the other characters break the fourth wall. Characters such as:

Mystic Messenger:

♡ Jaehee ♡ Yoosung ♡ Saeyoung

♡ Jumin ♡ Saeran ♡ Zen

The Ssum:

♡ Henri ♡ June ♡ Teo ♡ Harry

* I haven't played enough Nameless and Dandelion to know if the 4th wall is broken at some point, so it you know~ do tell and I will edit this.

Another thing that is for sure~ The Angel knows of the future and keeps protecting MC.

But do as you wish~

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Tolup

Karmic Laws: Evolution, you create your reality. Responsibility. Growth and open mindness. Ripple effect.

Transmission from planet Tolup.

We have discovered a planet in the shape of a beautiful flower.

People say the red tulip stands for perfect love. It has been quite a while since you and [your Ssumone] have met.

Do you think your love is perfect as of now? So we are sending fragrant signal.

Have a beautiful day...

"New seeds of love have been discovered in the third moon of planet Tolup."

"This fragrant planet resembles a certain flower. It is said only those who know its floral language would realize the true love of this planet."

This is Planet Tolup, the home to a beautiful natural environment that is very much alive!

Tend to this land like Mother Nature would and discover spiritlings hiding underground!

A spiritling comes with infinite potentials - it can become anything!

A spiritling may grow into a legendary spirit.

Depending on the way you raise a spirit, a spirit like none other may be born!

I shall watch what kind of spirit your spiritling will grow into. I can feel my heart dancing!Oh, right!

A well-grown spirit will always make a return for the care it has received. You will get to see for yourself what good it will bring you... Hehe...

Described as a planet for infinite potential.

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Cloudi

Network.

Karmic Laws: Interconnection and interdependence.

Transmission from planet Cloudi

We can pick up a vast variety of signals from this planet. The signals we are sending you from this planet are composed of beautiful melodies of revolution by satellites making planetary orbits. We hope this melody will make your heart feel lighter.

^&^&Cl%^oudi$%!&**^^connection*)uuuuunstable#$$$

"Possessing the greatest number of satellites, this planet resembles a cotton candy. It seems lumpy and relaxed."

Are you experienced in one-on-one conversation? Planet Cloudi is home to social networks! You can write your profile and find new friends. It is not easy to find a friend you can perfectly get along with... But it is not impossible.

According to the statistics, you can meet at least one good friend if you try ten times on average!

As long as you keep trying and defeat your shyness...You might get to meet a precious friend other than [your Ssumone] with whom you could enjoy a cordial conversation. So let us compose your profile right now!

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Pi

Karmic Laws: Living the present.

Transmission from planet Pi

The approximate value of the radius of this planet is 3.14159... We are making full use of our equipment to find out all the digits, but even our equipment are failing us. Wait, do I smell something burning?

Checking signals...

"What is this scent? It reminds me of... A sweet, burning pie..."

"This pie-shaped planet blazes for 365 days a year. It is very hot and passionate, enough to make your heart leap."

How to Use Planet Pi

1) Spin the pie.

2) Get your reward.

...That is it. Enjoy the pie. I mean, enjoy your stay!

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Burny

Karmic Laws: Growth. Open mindness. Interconnection. Detachment. Patience. Persistence and long term view.

Transmission from planet Burny

Even at a place where everything has burned down, a tiny flower will surely rise. Even at a planet where almost everything is gone, the sunlight will never fade.

"Planet Burny has the most beautiful rings of shine I have ever seen."

"This planet looks like ash that has burned itself out, but it has a ring with pool of dim light. Though its craters seem to be pitch dark as its surface is dark, it is actually bright and warm."

To tell you the truth... I have once been crazy about mentally calculating binary numbers.If you have something you were keenly passionate about, retrace your memories at Planet Burny.

Could you share ’a tip’ on the memories and the subjects of your passion? It could be a great help to someone.

Additionally, if you happen to be looking for a new hobby, you could try searching the ashes of Planet Burny.

Your passion will serve as someone’s passion...

And someone’s passion will serve as your passion. That is what life is about.

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Momint

Karmic Laws: Living the present

Transmission from planet Momint

We have picked up a very powerful signal from somewhere. Oh, no. We have a very strong magnetic field. A powerful wormhole has been created by the gravity of this planet.

Warning - Time Machine unstable.

"Planet Momint is a new face in the galaxy, but it possesses a plenty of resources and potential."

"Shaped like a mint-colored eye, this planet is equipped with a sad legend. Only I know what that legend is about, though I do not believe in legends."

Everyone at the Lab was bewildered upon the discovery of this planet... (The background music is weird)

When you enter Planet Momint, it is recommended to somewhat lose (or perhaps completely lose) your mind.

Wow! Anybody can be a god in this place. Make a god with no power at all out of yourself! Say whatever you would like!Or you could be a believer believing in a god not worthy at all to serve!

To give you some knowledge...

Some statistics show that releasing yourself from daily life to instead act with out thinking can help you to deal with your stress. I hope you would enjoy crazy time...

Apparently there's a sad legend here~ does anyone know what could it be? Either we find Dr Cus or~ maybe the fandom knows?

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Emotions and Frequencies are~

Disclaimer: Things get a bit messy here because of the way I view certain things, this was made before I knew Wikipedia has a page full of information on The Ssum.

Inside the Lab~ (Incubator)

So, my original theory was that emotions have to go into the "lab" and you gotta "cook" them. The term used here is "incubated". Which makes us fill PiuPiu...

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But according to Wikipedia, it's the other way around. You need to cook energy. Transform it into an actual emotion~ and use them as currency.

Frequencies are also incubated. 30 of a certain frequency will open a planet.

The Unicorn is pooping all these "frequencies and energy" no, I'm not kidding. I mean it, the unicorn *literally* "poops" lololol

The ball goes from the place where it says passion, for example, through the unicorn butt lol and gets into one of the flasks, so you can cook it. It'll take some time for the flask to finish, sometimes it's quick and others it can take literally hours. There's no actual way to know how much time it's gonna take. But you're supposed to storage it on PiuPiu's Belly.

Once PiuPiu is filled~ we need to go back to the planets and drop everything there. We are, if this wiki page is correct, dropping emotions in each planet.

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Emotions(?):

*Wikipedia says they're energy, but based on their description it sounds like emotions. Also sometimes they are not energy but frequencies. So, it's kinda confusing. Especially because they are usually attached to keywords that make it look like the energy includes emotions.

♡ Passionate [Emotion: Strong desire] - Red

Planet: Root of Desire

Passionate, mind-numbing energy that can be gained from something instinctive or stimulating. Apparently a planet full of desires makes something red with this energy.

(See what I mean with the way every planet is feeding the others? That's interdependence. But seems so transactional that you get an eerie sensation every time you're there. Something very wrong it's going on~)

Karmic Law? Unsure. It can be growth and open mindness. Or maybe living in the present.

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♡ Innocent [Emotion: Wings of Sensitivity] - Orange

Planet: Canals of Sensitivity

Sensitive energy that you can gain by paying attention to words full of innocence and sensitivity. Once you get enough of such innocent energy, you can fly to certain canals... Would you like to find out where they are?

(Innocent energy... I'm getting Hocus Pocus vibes lol and this is not good. You guys are gonna need to read my post on Souls and Dolls because it ties.)

The Karmic Law? Compassion

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♡ Jolly [Emotion: Best jokes ever] - yellow

This energy is as jolly as it can be! It is drawn to laughter, so you can gain it from cheerful atmosphere. It is said you can hear laughter from a certain planet given that this energy is in your possession.

The Karmic Law? Living the moment, probably.

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♡ Peaceful (green)

Peaceful energy (green) which is associated with Milky Way of Gratitude.

This energy is serene, peaceful, apparently born from heartwarming considerations and kindness. Once gratitude from every single human in the world comes together, a Milky Way is born above.

The Karmic Law? Gratitude.

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♡ Logical [Emotion: Wall of Reason] - mint

Planet: Archive of Terran Info

(This seems to be the most popular one, considering how cold and without balance the Wizard can be in his way of making contracts.)

Karmic Law? Detachment

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♡ Philosophical/Pensive [Emotion: Puzzles in a relationship] - Royal Blue

Planet: Bamboo Forest of Troubles

This is an elegant philosophical energy that supposedly rises from serious and mature connections. It is said that it is molecularly similar to the air molecules exclusive to bamboo forests.

(My thoughts? This and logical are tied. Somehow. Because if you get to think too much about things, you can detach yourself and get more logical about things.)

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♡ Galatic (purple)

This energy was begotten from the furthest edge of the aurora in the universe. It is said it is born with sparkles like a shooting star once you reach a huge enlightenment regarding life, and it is yet unfathomable with human understanding.

A note: Those that travel space dwell in the dimension higher than the Terran dimension. They are from wise species that did not let their science destroy them!

Our Lab comes with a license that allows us to communicate with Creatures of the universe, all thanks to you and your fellow lab participants.

- Dr. Cus-Monsieur

(If you see one of the gifts is a golden fountain pen. Very similar to Jumin Han's. Also Dr. Cus-Monsieur notes give validity to my theory. We are being used.

Let me explain, the real Mystic Messenger is MC. A puppet. Like Beatrice, or almost every character in Nameless. And us players are simply victims being exploited lololol but at the same time, I believe we are the perpetrators. Kind of like, in Another Story in Mystic Messenger you're aware of the situation but not aware of the WHOLE situation. We're gonna get there, hang on a bit more please~)

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♡ Rainbow

Rainbow energy - all kind of energy available

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Energy of the day [Energy Day]

Description: Although the Energies floating about in the air are invisible, they come with different compositions each day. Which is why one day you may be full of passion, while for the other day you may find yourself deep in philosophical reflection. We run an Energy Forecast System that let's you know what kind of energy will prevail strongly each day.

We also provide all lab participants with the strongest energy of the day for free in order to keep balance of the Energies in check.

* I thought it was our feelings but it's theirs (The Ssum characters, Teo, Henri, Harry, June. And in MM too~ and Nameless when they give us pieces to exchange later on. Is a bit different in Dandelion but not for much. The theme repeats.)

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* Apparently Energy generates Emotions? and Gifts.

** Energy is used to incubate emotions. Emotions are used to support others through the planets. (Wikipedia)

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Honestly? I stand by my own theory. But I don't think it matters much whatever these orbs of magic are called but the way they are used.

Because we can also send bunnies/pets back to the space to receive in exchange batteries. This is a bit creepy when you actually think about it. It makes it look like the whole game is a black market or smth~ idk. Also... we don't get to think about "bunnies" as something else because we only see them in bunny form~ but what if they are similar to our characters in Dandelion? After all Dandelion characters were also from other planet and landed on Heejung's room. It's just a thought of course~

When they're in the Sunshine Shelter, bunnies (and other pets) give you emotions (energy?) sometimes, in exchange for you to let them out of the Refrigerator.

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Frequencies:

Are unique to seasonal planets. Seasons typically last 30 days but it depends. Thanks Wiki TT

* Incubator sometimes produces gifts. They can be given to other players. And received gifts can be decomposed into Aurora Batteries.

** Unlocking the incubator, animals in the sunshine shelter, supporting others in the daily lab and playing inside Pi planet~ will give you more frequencies.

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Currency~

Emotions are energy. Look at Monsters Inc. & Inside Out too as reference for how the Cheritzverse works.

Characters give us emotions. Which are the currency of every game, to travel through time, space, planets and gather knowledge. Powers. Memories.

We, gather knowledge. Or maybe we lose memories. How much of every game do you remember now?

There are only 3 or 4 characters accross the games who are like this, always investigating. Always taking things.

♡ The Wizard

♡ Dr. Cus-Monsieur

♡ V - It is said and constantly talked about his many trips, now this can be taken in 2 ways, we know that he gathers a lot of knowledge on Mint Eye and Saejoong Choi. And this is obviously tied to RFA. But it's also said he's an evil mastermind. And that we should not trust him. He was the one that gave Elizabeth the 3rd to Jumin, as a gift from Rika. He was the one that named~ Elizabeth the 3rd.

At least 4 people inside the game tell us not to trust V:

♡ Yoosung (who ironically was right since the beginning about several  things~ including Rika's death.)

♡ Saeyoung (after finding what happened to his brother)

♡ Rika

♡ Saeran itself who is victim of everything that has happened. Victim and perpetrator.

At some point not even Jumin trusted V with MC safety. Doesn't that already rings bell alarms to y'all? And if it's getting weirder, It was V the one that unleashed the gas over the whole RFA. Including his most precious friend. A drug that btw~ it can and has killed people.

His birthday flower means Memories. And yes, Cheritz knows!!! Because they chose the pineapple for Harry and it's the tattoo he chose. I'll stop myself for now cause he's getting his post. But, it's for you to consider.

♡ MC (We as players and she as MC/puppet can alter time and travel through~)

*Note: Because we cannot be entirely sure, I'm gonna set in this post my doubts aside and say that Nameless/Unknown are different from the Angel. Why? It is confirmed by The Angel that he knows we travel through time & space and that we are basically "cheating" on the characters. so it might or not be aware of our status as spies. Another thing is that it is heavily implied The Angel does have a bit of a story with MC.

Talking from Unknown/Nameless, it's not entirely clear if they know of the time/space thing but it is clear they know about the "games"

Also, Zen has a bit of a story too, but it seems more grounded to reality and only able to travel through dreams. Unlike the others, the only time we see him knowing specifically about this "time/space" is in Epiphany.

So we could say the Wizard is the Angel? I seriously don't have things clear right now, but the more I play, the more information comes up. So I'll keep this updated.

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The Grinder~

Then there's a "grinder" so if we don't have enough emotions, then we can exchange batteries x emotions.

Emotions = Energy

Memories = Knowledge

Which makes me remember another thing~ emotions work as a payment for some images through The Ssum (See what I mean about memories and knowledge?) I can forget about this because I'm paying for the Aurora package so I don't have to worry about it but I don't think other people can do the same.

Now everything takes a different turn especially considering Epiphany (Zen, April Fool's DLC) and the whole idea that he's trapped inside the game~ it would make everything more powerful and shocking if he's trying to help us.

Another Note here: Honestly? I feel like Mewry planet it's similar to the grinder for batteries to turn into emotions. Battery helps you to achieve more memories in case you miss a chatroom. But in exchange you give your emotions? Through Mewry of course! And by giving your emotions you also give your wishes, to Crotune.

Crotune, if I'm following the idea here~ will take your memories away according to the way the contracts work, especially when we talk about the Wizard.

This? This is basically the way the wishes, the energy and the emotions work altogether. Now we have to understand how the other planets affect each other and what they supply too.

Ah because, there's a "Bored Dealer" wandering through. It always makes you to take an unfair deal. Don't forget the Karmic Law of Cause/Effect.

And because everything & everyone is connected (Law of interconnection and interdependence)~ the way we have to pay in Mystic Messenger is pretty similar.

Quoting myself: Characters give us emotions. Which are the currency of every game, to travel through time, space, planets and gather knowledge. Powers. Memories.

Those hourglasses? Most of them come from the exchange of the characters hearts (emotions) they give to you, as a way to pay for more chatrooms. More knowledge. To unlock memories or images. Calls. In Nameless? They give you fragments of a heart~

See the detachment here? It's kind of terrifying when you realize we're becoming like The Wizard. Playing games over and over. And suddenly the cruel answers started to make more sense. At some point we stop caring and we see the games as games when in reality, they're more~

What if the Wizard is another player? What if it's related to The Angel? (1004)

*Fun fact: Dandelion has a section very similar to this. But because I don't have enough space, I needed to put the image on the second post of Beyond the Planets.

And because of all this is now sort of cleared and we have a general idea of how the planets, the emotions and the energy work, now we need to tie it all together!

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The [Empty] Space is The Ssum of All

AKA. How the Cheritzverse works.

This is my own theory and way to arrange it all and it might change because I still need to finish Dandelion and watch what other people say about the Cheritzverse but for what I’ve been catching here and there, here’s what I think even if you don’t fully agree with me. So let’s start with the phrase of this title:

The empty space is the sum of all.

Something that @cherrychipheart kept mentioning all the time and that caused me to go through this it’s the “tiles”, or the “chess board” because it’s I believe it's not it’s not something that can be actually explained by itself. But when you put it together with other pieces it turns out that it makes sense?

You’ll see, when players enter The Ssum planets, they enter in middle of darkness or in middle of white spaces, it took me a while to process that these spaces are not really random but hold a lot of meaning to it. But I’m not gonna talk about it here in depth, if you wanna know more about each meaning please go to the planets section. You can also see these “tiles” in Mystic Messenger throughout each V.N. and chat rooms, and on Nameless, and Dandelion. So it’s not just The Ssum, and if we’re to talk about it, it’s not just some places. It’s with us, every time.

Anyways, both, blank and white canvas are difficult to screenshot and say “hey it’s part of the game!” but for those who are inside the game know that it’s part of the game.

Fun fact: V loves puzzles with blank canvas. Do you guys still think he’s not the wizard?

Now, considering the following notes in The Ssum (thank you @thessumbluebirdnotes ), along with the confirmation I received from @cherrychipheart (thank you too btw!! you’re a sweetheart.) that this does happens in Dandelion too, time travel is real in the Cheritzverse.

We can gather some things:

♡ The Time Machine is real [Notes on The Ssum, 28, 29, 30 & 31.]

♡ Time travel can create distortions. Data being lost. (Memories?)

♡ The [Empty] Space is The Ssum of All (I'll explain it later on~ first some concepts)

♡ In The Ssum, some planets allow you to see some kind of travel through stars, or space. Like they do in Star Trek. So, it's worth of notice, you might be actually traveling inside the Spaceship. (see gif for reference. I wish I could have taken a picture of this but at the time, I thought it was useless to prove anything, because it does not even have the mark on it. Like, there's no "created by Cheritz~" or anything. This is something you only know if you play The Ssum. But then several pictures started to drop during these weeks while playing The Ssum.)

♡ The Angel knows of this time travel and space travel. The Wizard knows. MC knows. Moreover, The Angel and The Wizard seem to be aware MC is just a puppet for the Player, means us.

Now let’s go into each topic.

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The Spaceship

*The spaceship does not always move forward... It orbits around :D

Ahh do you guys remember this? 😉

Some planets give you DARKNESS.

OTHERS give you LIGHT.

When you enter to them, but you cannot screenshot them unless the game bugs out. It's very fast. And now I think this could be a way to link it to what @cherrychipheart was thinking about for a lot longer than me so the credit goes to her here♡

That it's what they are: frequencies for you to travel. Even better? I found 707 was contacted by aliens. Yes, it's canon. And it's also canon that they decided to not go further. (I need to find the picture that confirms it because as always, when I saw it the first time, I didn’t pay attention or thought it had any kind of importance, but it is confirmed!)

Moreover… I mean, this is all me, but, I don’t think it’s that difficult to put two and two together:

They seem to communicate in binary.

That’s why he keeps finding information on them. And that’s also part of why the tiles have to be black and white. This brings me to the idea that this could not be an actual set of “tiles” but the keywords or binary codes for you to enter inside the spaceship, like~ if they are dark, they belong to a different dimension. And light would mean you can travel through time but not neccesarily through space. Or something like that. Maybe travel through ley lines?

To set an example, it’s clear that, for some reason, Harry and Teo are in an almost touching with us kind of reality, but at the same time, they are touching Mystic Messenger world, people like them and Zen might be in this In Between. Remember the Liminal Spaces I talked so much? Well, if you want to understand this better, The Lake House with Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock (2006) is a perfect example of how this would play.

People like Seven, June, Henri, Saeran, who are somewhat aware but perhaps not fully, they might be in The Otherworld, to put this in a way, a world that it’s similar to ours, but it’s not. That can be explained with movies like Stranger than Fiction (2006), W: Two Worlds (K-Drama), and Inkheart (2008) for example. That would also explain why some of the RFA guests are weird. Which, brings me to Dandelion, Grimm and Nameless… these, are in a totally different plane. To give a visual aid:

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Dandelion. The Ssum. Mystic Messenger.

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(Epiphany) Zen. Teo. Harry. Sometimes Mystic Messenger characters such as Jaehee, Seven. Elizabeth the 3rd.

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MC. The Wizard. The Angel.

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Our world: Players

*might not be accurate

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Ley lines as Liminal Spaces.

Ley lines are believed to be invisible energy paths that crisscross the Earth. They connect sacred sites, natural landmarks and ancient monuments. Most of the time are associated with paranormal phenomena and fae folk. Associated with cosmic energy or as pathways of communication to other dimensions.

Many people believe the intersection of ley lines can create particularly powerful liminal spaces (this has its own post) or portals/gateways as their nature is based on pure energy.

Also a lot of people believe this is the way fairies travel, because it allows them to do it so through time and space/dimensions. And in some novels, the fairies are not the only ones. Demons, witches/wizards and elves can do it too. There's also another creature who can do it too by the way, and it's The Unicorn.

And here is the thing, I'll touch it lightly here and more in depth in its own post, but The Unicorn it's a Liminal Creature.

So maybe along those lines~ MC is travelling. The method she uses remains a mystery but we are pretty much sure that Zen did called us fairies several times and fairies can use ley lines to travel. I'm rambling again but, it's not the only method. Actually... it might be a combination of methods(?)

However it’s a bit more complicated than that...

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The [Empty] Space

It seems fitting to say after all these posts that the doll room, the dandelion room. Eri's place when we first encounter in the game. The ocean and the carousel, all of them are liminal spaces. And a liminal space we know now, it's a bridge.

Most of the time it's empty because the purpose is not yet or has already been accomplished. And because of that they can be labeled as blank. Empty. There's a lot of them right? But what if I told you that the Empty Space is what holds everything together? I mean, it’s a bridge after all...

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Blackholes and Wormholes

One, two… ah two more topics before we finish, yes, because I need to explain where the idea of The [Empty] Space is The Ssum of All came from. So for this we need to add a concept to the mix too~

Let’s talk about Einstein-Rosen Bridges (also known as wormholes) which are nothing but theory, not yet proven but, it’s made from renowned names so it might add a bit of credibility to all this lol let’s start for the easy part, since they are bridges, you can consider them liminal spaces too. But since the characters inside the Cheritzverse are really obsessed with the universe and the stars, nothing works better than bringing a bit of astrophysics to the topic~ but first the disclaimer lol

Disclaimer: I’m not an expert on astrophysics lolol what it’s said here are only theories based on my poor knowledge so please keep in mind this only works because it’s fantasy and I’m gonna use Tolup energy and infinite potential to make sure it fits lololol jokes aside, I’m fully aware that wormholes have not yet been confirmed, as well as the risks to involve in astrophysics cause the level it’s not as simple as I’m gonna display it here so this explanation it has its limitations that might not even apply to black holes or wormholes, however, for the sake of this post, let’s continue, and don’t kill me cause this is gonna be a butchery lol because I know my limitations, I accept any corrections you offer BTW

"White puzzles... where did I leave it?" V, according to the random thoughts the spaceship caught upon.

It was @smol-grey-tea who pointed out how obsessed the characters inside the Cheritzverse are with the Universe. There are references to the stars, the sky, the clouds, the planets~

@smol-grey-tea (Thank you so much!!) says that Eri (Nameless) prays to the stars, while we saw during Another story and our beautiful @sapphireicecream made sure to draw the connection between the clouds, the sun, the stars and the moon that was already pointed out inside Mystic Messenger~ so when Rika, V's mom, and V itself talk about

The Sun is the Mother of All.

Does it sound similar with the title? It was totally on purpose but I'm still half-way :)

The Sun creates life, yet a black hole is essentially everything the Sun is not. A black hole is, but a star collapsing upon itself. A black hole is without spaces. Everything is compressed so tightly not even light can escape. And, our sun is dying, maybe not tomorrow but it’s not gonna live forever. So, while our Sun won’t become a black hole because it’s not heavy enough (it would need to be at least 20 times more massive according to NASA) you already have an idea on your mind, one of the biggest theories and discussions of the XX century and even of our current XXI century, is The Big Bang theory which emerged around 1920. Apparently Einstein initially was opposed to the idea. It was George Lemaitre who was named father of the Big Bang.

However to this day, it remains as a theory and nothing but such. Why? Because it requires of the existence of dark matter, which despite of many and huge experiments to find them, has never been observed in the laboratory. This in any case does not and should not interrupt our train of thoughts, because one thing that it is clear as water, is, if you allow me to give y’all a leap from astrophysics to the physic realm, that energy cannot be created or destroyed. It can only be changed one form to another (Laws of energy) And in our current world we can see how death creates life. How bacteria being as the single smallest part of life-single celled organisms can and will feed on us, dead or alive. And while we’re at it, something else happens, fungi protect bacteria from toxic molecules in exchange for food and shelter.

Fungi, bacteria, and protists use asexual reproduction methods to reproduce and ensure the continuity of their species. The methods include binary fission, budding, and spores.

And how does this relates to the Sun, the stars, supernovas and black holes? Well, As above, so below. It is very curious how many people talk about The Kybalion and Hermetic philosophy yet no one ever repairs to mention that such things were not new but taken from Buddhism along other concepts that have never been fully translated but always thwarted for their own benefit. Always doubt translations and books that pretend to sell you things as new, please. It’s not that it is bad, but it’s worse if you do not take your studies seriously. Anyways, many of the Kybalion/hermetic principles have already been discussed here in this blog under the category of karmic laws. I will not discourage but quite the contrary, encourage you to read The Kybalion too, I merely want y’all to remember that several other societies have already been there too.

As my mom tends to say lately, don’t be so entitled to think you and only you know about it. ¯\(°_°)/¯

Anyways, back to the topic, since one of the principles of the Kybalion talks about how everything is mobile. Nothing is static. Even the spirit, matter, the mind, are nothing but the result of different vibration states. Even when it seems that it does not moves, in fact, it does. Vibration of spirit is set in an infinite intensity. So high it might seem that it does not moves, in the other extreme, matter with a weak vibration, so it seems to be without movement. For Tao the concept would be called qi, prana in hinduism.

Some of these, might seem as fixed points, like a hub of a Ferris wheel, that are best if we leave them undisturbed, however in a paradox of our cosmic cycle, just as death creates life, and a black hole usually is considered as a symbol of destruction, that is very much necessary for transformation, so as the end of one’s existence, can be the beginning of another. There are other ways, that diverge from the traditional paths.

And that is where we go back to relativity.

Naming it as “vibrations” and establishing those as movement. And frequencies as velocity of such movement. In this universe, emotions are used as a currency of exchange to transform temporary realities from the Planets. Emotions are pure energy.

Motion = Movement

We previously said the power of a name was too strong to be ignored, because it changed and altered your persona, or could even chain you, and bound you for life. What we never delved into was the power of words. It’s often said that words are powerful weapons yet we never understand the extend of it. Words create mental images, mental images can and often will act as liminal spaces, through which they create a concept, to chain, to bound, change, and even destroy oneself.

There’s a saying that goes:

“You cannot talk about what it does not have a name attached to it. What has no name, does not exist. Things, only exist until they are named.”

Yes, with that I can easily tie it to Nameless. But also, to wishes. Since by definition, a wish has words attached to it. And…

A wish is the definition of a purpose. To set one. In which case emotions are the origin, the process and the result. To set a purpose you need to define the emptiness that you want to fill. Where emotions are involved that might constitute emotional black holes, blank spaces, or empty rooms, bridges and all matter.

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The Cheritzverse: The place where wishes are brought to you and the relativity is set as default

We need to accept the intangibility of some things, specifically when we talk about the game. It requires a leap of faith or… suspension of disbelief if you must. Things that have been somewhat forgotten but that inside the Cheritzverse are important to make things work, so because inside The Cheritzverse, Einstein theories are alive and active. Things as relativity theory. Black holes, wormholes, and even the time works different here. Time would probably work as a 4th dimension and travel speed distance is reduced to zero when such velocity tends to the infinite. Of course that is only possible in a universe where the quantic number is set as a variable that allows you to be in two places at the same time, which is precisely what ley lines allow you to. Since ley lines are also pure energy.

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The Reason Behind Lost Memories.

Losing memories is due to the process of traveling, because the realities are constantly changing, the only reality is right now. Since our perception changes, constantly. We need to cleanse our souls (Min Eye, Momint, Nameless) to properly transform future realities, since we also need to use our emotions as currency, even if we don’t travel through time or space.

And since realities are relative, magic it’s a possibility that threatens to destroy our reasoning: Momint (Planet)

In that sense, we as players, might be able to travel to their world, if we, like Dr Cus, (whom apparently was kidnapped, according to Henri’s Route, Day 23, Bedtime.) or Seven, come up with a machine, or find the right portal (through an Einstein-Rosen bridge for example, or a ley line.) something that allows us to crisscross realities, and go from their reality being a game in ours, to an actual reality.

The Ssum, Mystic Messenger, Nameless, Dandelion, all of them, work as games for us only because of our perspective as innocent players. However, the more you delve into the theories and find the connections, the more you find what your role is about: A gamer, a mystic messenger spying between worlds, betraying the love of your life without knowing, because someone set you up to this game.

And that's how, The Sum of all The Empty Spaces equals to a black hole.

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The Cheritzverse Society

Grimm Society & probably several planets from The Ssum.

Now let's explain the last thing: The Society

A capitalistic society that runs on fear and preys on the weak to create emotions and wishes the Wizards and other magicians can use as fuel.

We don’t know the extent of how ruthless it can be but considering Dandelion and its flashbacks, we know that it might be similar to City of Free Men, which locates inside Freedom Planet, we know there’s a society, but we don’t know if this is a town, a city or a village, although for what they let us know, they do have cameras. And a royal family. If we try to think through it it would set them in 1800’s or 1900’s timewise speaking. Considering the several references that are to the fairytales, the Wizards, and even the mention of Grimm, we can set it in a place similar to England or Scotland. Although Europe works for wide range, considering the Grimm Brothers used to travel a lot throughout Europe to write the stories they were told from others, town to town.

♡ At some point it occurred to me, that these people might be asking constantly to The Wizards for stuff, and to make it run smoothly (see Momint as Planet) they set the Unicorn as a victim. However it’s not the only victim here (see pets, see Dandelion) so because the society runs on fear and preys on the weak to create emotions and wishes, I believe the system they designed was such to feed on it. Literally. They feed on Desperate Wishes.

♡ Sorcerers from Grimm and the Wizard are the only ones able to use Magic. Credit goes to @smol-grey-tea

♡ MC is a witch and a spy. Because she’s able to travel (the player “buys” [through] time at will, so things like “Reset Theory”; hourglasses, it’s needed to proceed. And even the bird in The Ssum says it so: “You cannot disturb time when ______ is present.” so you have an MC being the puppet (see Nameless) and a messenger. A mystic messenger. That travels through time and space and dimensions to give emotions to others in power.

♡ The unicorn that is being exploited, creating drugs is just one of the many works the poor unicorn is forced to do. And so are the bunnies (see Dandelion) and the rest of the pets.

♡ A Wizard feeding from Desperate Wishes. Wether it’s him or it’s his magic, that’s something we shall set for another post, or maybe someone else wants to take it from here?

♡ Crotune is the planet to make “Desperate Wishes”

♡ The whole system in The Ssum is based on a Bird (PIUPIU) and a Unicorn, feeding and releasing emotions to the Planets. Through us, players.

So, a little pause… can I talk about Monsters Inc here? Cause I think it can be a perfect example on how to use Emotions as fuel to create a Society.

While Monsters Inc base is “fear” and lately in its story changes to “happiness”; if my theory is correct, The Cheritzverse uses every emotion to fuel itself through the Grinder. The Grinder would represent the only thing that can actually [[process]] everything and transform it into whatever they feel like. That’s why I believe the Grinder would represent “yearn”

1 : to 10 emotions

Now we have our coin inside The Ssum. Our coin in Mystic Messenger seems to follow a similar pattern.

100 hearts : 1 hourglass

Does the conversion changes because of the time/space? Who knows?

But the Unicorn is a slave, PIU-PIU feeds on it, and we are the messenger between planets and dimensions.

Yes. This is not exactly a light topic. Cheritz is not new when it talks about being exploited. See Jaehee, Saeran and Saeyoung. I'm guessing this was done in a subtle manner but also not... since the payment/subscription method is also something many players complained about lol

Is Mint Eye related to this? Much possible since the first idea was ~ to create a paradise for the weak to survive.

The Sun is the mother of us all. But the Sun burns everything too. Rika tried to tell us that. And I’m not saying that she’s right and we need to drug people or brainwash them either. Please LOL she was sick. V made sure of it (?)

This would also explain why some guests are really weird. They're not from this planet, some might belong to a different timeline, dimension or straight up another planet. But one thing that they all have in common it's that they were in the RFA and that Mint Eye wanted the guest list. Is this a coincidence? I don't think so.

But to each their own. Here I drop my pen. From now on there's no more theories, only information to add, and analysis to make. Feel free to do as you please with all this. Thanks.

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Final Notes:

I call this my most cursed post so far~

See~ I created this several weeks ago but my internet and tumblr decided to play it on me several times so I ended up losing this post like five times as a draft before being able to post it in private and work with it from there so the original date it's today~ as in the reblogging date working as original posted date lol

Like, I have been trying for at least one month (Originally posted on September 20 in private after Tumblr decided to eliminate it completely from my drafts for the 5th? 7th? time in a row.

I have struggled with it a LOT: from power outages, scorpion attacks, my migraines~ my eyes, my keyboard not working, my pc not working, my phone not working. Somehow my phone decided to torture me while I was writing this but never outside of Tumblr~ it gives you something to think because my phone right now? it's working perfectly fine lol and... anyways~ lots of other stuff happening around. Even my brother moved out during this last weekend *sighs* and I already miss him. With so many things happening to me I seriously thought I had the AO3 curse lolololol

I am so glad to finally finish it I can't even express how much. I dedicated a lot of time to this one. Though I tried my best to avoid grammar errors and mistypes I'm sure there must be a couple. I'll go back to it when I'm fresh and well-rested. Hope at least my theory it's useful in some way. I don't think I want to do this anytime soon again lol

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Credits to:

@thessumbluebirdnotes

@cherrychipheart

@smol-grey-tea

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Links:

♡ Blue Bird Notes on Dr Cus Monsieur

♡ The Ssum Wiki

♡ The Angel Knows~

[straightbaittournament]

may the best bait win! propaganda under the cut

norea and el5n:

[SPOILERS] One of them (Norea) was killed just after accepting a proposal to travel the world with Elan. Spoilers! Norea gets killed right as she is agreeing to El5n's plea for them to escape the war* and run away together instead of laying down their lives as replaceable tools. *(referring to it as "the war" is a oversimplification of the political conflict they're involved in, done on purpose to save time/space for this submission)  (Side note that I think should be taken into consideration in classifying the ship as straight bait: The actual main couple of the show is an f/f couple. They are engaged to be married [Update because the finale just aired today: epilogue shows them now married with their wedding rings on], they both live, & their developing relationship is a main driving force for the plot, in-part because said engagement is a very purposeful Revolutionary Girl Utena reference, because the show's head writer also wrote the novel adaptation of Utena) [END OF SPOILERS] So El5n was actually really annoying to watch for most people when he was introduced, but watching El5n and Norea annoy each other was very enjoyable, especially while they were locked in a room together (along with Nika) because any of them being out and about would be inconvenient for the faction each of them had gotten tangled up with.  [HEY so originally these were 10+ image links in this section, but tumblr won't let me copy paste them all at once as that many links are not allowed on a post, and for me to post them as unlinked text i would have to post them unspaced and then go through and find where each individual link ends and add a space, which is a level of extra work i'd rather not do for this tournament. if the writer of the propaganda wants to send me a more condensed set of links or pics either through messages or by inbox please feel free, but as of now i'm just gonna leave it blank]

picard and crusher:

They have a number of romantic moments throughout the TNG series from arguably the first but DEFINITELY the second episode. but they only get together (briefly before divorcing) in an alternate timeline episode which is also the season finale. Also they have a kid together in Picard but are still not allowed to be together She was married to his best friend and he was in love with her but wouldn’t say anything because he wouldn’t want to damage his bestie’s marriage and then his friend died and they met again years later and shared a lot of romantic and sexual tension for years. He openly admitted (under mind reading) that he had loved her since his bestie was alive but felt he couldn’t act on it. In an alternate future they got married. In the canon future they got together and broke up repeatedly because trauma makes relationships hard sometimes and they have a kid together who is named after the aforementioned bestie. An episode forcing them to share thoughts makes him openly admit that he loves her and has loved her for years even when she was married to his best friend.

[kaleidoscopeminds]

anon is so right like it’s kinda crazy how the sparkly makeup doesn’t just enhance luke, he actually embodies it<3 what’s your favorite makeup look of his?

i appreciate this ask so dearly, unfortunately asking me to pick a favourite of any of luke’s anything is going to be fruitless because i can’t make a decision to save my life and i refuse on principle to say anything of luke’s is better than anything else. however i will use this as an excuse to think about and demonstrate what i think are some highlights of luke’s makeup over the years, so thank u for the opportunity <3 here under a cut bc this got long and i know the formatting on this is going to be crazy on desktop; best viewed on mobile

firstly it’s been so interesting to see the evolution of how he’s been doing his makeup over the years, and shout out to the yb era when he started experimenting with his smudgy glitter <3 have to give a moment to these ones which make me feel all sorts of things

i’ve really been enjoying how he’s transitioned from a subtler glitter and occasional coloured liner look on stage from tmh tour which is where he really started wearing it most of the time:

to a much more obvious shimmery eye looks during the 5sos show (wow remember these pics huh):

to a full and much darker eyeshadow for the aesthetic of the nostalgia tour, which is so hard to even pick out good ones because i think all of them have been so gorgeous but here are ones that i’ve liked for various reasons

there are several more subtle make up looks which i really enjoy, to just enhance is natural beauty, firstly this sparkly liner which he wore for the fonda shows and in milan, which i think accentuates his eyes so beautifully

the second is his inner corner highlight which he’s done a few times with stunning results, but i really like the gcl one because wow, and when he had a bit of eyeliner and a glowy highlight for one of the boy press days/shoots. stunning. enhances his gorgeous eyes perfectly.

however i also think he has the perfect face for dramatic makeup and love him exploring that too. we should also have a moment for some of the editorial looks he’s had which make him look incredibly striking. i think one of my favourites was the boy album shoot, this dark dramatic glitter. ugh so good

specifically for magazine make up he’s had i loved the crazy dark smoky one for the magazine, along with again, some inner corner action from the fault magazine shoot for wfttwtaf

and here to finish, some honourable mentions below for some really nice looks that i have enjoyed and would like to highlight:

[bluechanas]

Oh my fucking GOD!!! There is absolutely NO need to apologize for no kagehina when you've blessed us with this oh my god I don't even know where to start???? My first thought was "oh tsukki is the meister" and then I processed what I was seeing and you're so fucking right oh my god, like it's so perfect for Yamaguchi's character arc (like so perfect that I'm kicking myself for not seeing how perfect it was before) and Tsukki being a SHIELD and ahhhh!!! And then. The kiyoyachis. The KIYOYACHIs. I legitimately don't think I've seen a kiyoyachi I love more (and I love a LOT of kiyoyachi)! Your soul eater au is of my favorite pieces of art I've seen in the past month, hands down. It's just!!! Ahhh!!! You capture the Vibes of the soul eater art style so well and somehow manage to capture the essence of each character AND their relationship dynamics!! And that's not even STARTING on their clothes!! I like me some clothing design but this. This is just perfection. I can't see the pic rn bc I'm on mobile but like. Ugh. Amazing. I'm pretty sure I teared up at Yachi and Kiyoko's clothes bc it just fits their vibes so fucking well!! Like this is something I'd see everyone wear in the canonverse AND it still!! Fits!! The soul eater aesthetic!!! How?? What did you trade with the devil to acquire these skills??? And the fact that it really was just created by time and good ol' hard work makes this even better!! Like the fact that your brain came up with this! And you translated it into art like this!! People are just amazing!! This is absolutely 100% going on my list of "fics to write when I have more time and energy" because you have absolutely outdone yourself!!! I don't even know what other words I can use to convey how much I love this but please know that I've stared at it for the past 10 minutes just taking in all the little details!!

holy shit thank you sososososo much for all the love!!!! i'm so glad you like the dynamics and designs because i think about this au waaay too much and it's so great to see so much appreciation!! asks like this are so lovely and super encouraging 💞💞💞💞ahhhhh seriously thank you so much!!! again!!!!! this is so sweet!!!!!!

[gascreates]

eeeee I love your atla dino au so much!!! do you have an idea of how bending would look different in the dino forms?

aaaa thank you!! im glad you like it!! it feels so great to know that people like this au!!!

actually, bending as a dino was one of my first thought experiments, came way before anyone had any dino designs! ive always wanted to make sure to preserve the whole magic martial arts vibe of atla, even in dino form. and combat is such a big thing in atla that im constantly shifting things around in my head to try and make sure that everything feels balanced. i don't want dino bending to be the definitive replacement for human bending, yknow?

im gonna plop the rest of my response under read more cuz it got pretty long. here we go!

as for how bending actually looks, my thought was that dinos primarily use their head and tails for major bending motions, as most dinos dont have long or flexible limbs that would do much good, at least compared to human limbs. each bending looks slightly different, as with their human forms.

earthbenders are the easiest to visualize to me, as mostly they just do a lot of stomping and head throwing. foot goes down, rock goes up.

airbenders mostly rely on appendages that are feathered, so flapping wings or slamming down a very feathered tail like a fan. i have no idea what a non-winged airbender would do. probably not be very good at airbending.

waterbending is kinda muddy honestly, in my head they're mostly ground based tail and head swingers. less flipping than an airbender, but more mobile than an earthbender. i feel like sokka would use his head a lot though. he's not a bender, so if he wants to get a concussion blugeoning a parasaurolophus, go ahead man.

also also, airbenders and waterbenders can absolutely propell themselves with bending. i mean i guess all of them could if you want, but it's super common in air and water. air dinos flying in dino forms that aren't *quite* built for sustained flight (aang is a microraptor, which is a gliding dino, and not actually able to fly, but with airbending, that doesnt matter!) and water dinos bending while swimming in order to torpedo themselves through the water.

and then firebending is mostly reliant on the tail and legs if possible, basically use the tail as a replacemnt for legs in human form. loooots of roundhouse kick stuff. with a tail. also i was thinking that maybe it's normal to be able to spit fireballs like a dragon? but it's still kinda hard, and something most people can only do in dino form. idk about that one, i just like the idea.

i drew a bit of concept art for this waaay back, but honestly im not all that well versed in how to draw movement, so i feel like the firebender there is the only really clear representation of my thoughts. here's that pic, and a link to the post.

in terms of visualizing the movement, there's this one video game project though called dinoSword by Jean Nguyen that actually really represents what im thinking, even if it's a bit flashy and fast for what i mean. either way, it's badass and might give a good point of reference. absolutely check out their work, here's a compilation of some of their animations

and here's a gif of another one of their animations which i will try so so hard to describe in the alt text

so yeah, all in all super badass! definitely faster and more deadly than what i have in mind, but the general idea about the potential movements and range of motion for these dinos is there

(also a side note, in terms of species for dino forms, my half baked idea is that it isn't really based on nation or bending style as it is geographical location. like, those are obviously linked, but the cause is the physical location. so you can find spinosaurus anywhere you find water, even though it is commonly believed to be a water tribe dino. there are swamp spinos, earth spinos, and yeah, even fire spinos. yes, there are conotations and societal consequences to a fire spino, regardless of how accurate those assumptions are. it got worse with the war

the msot common species for each nation are: mid to large raptors for the fire nation, spinos abd cold weather dinos for water tribes, large herbivores for the earth kingdom, and tiny tiny raptors or flight adjacent dinos for the air nomads. maybe also some lil herbivores, and they just dont get to fly in dino form.)

in terms of what the actual element looks like while moving, i imagine that dinos would have a rougher time with anything that has a huge amount of finesse to it. delicate movements or anything super precise might not be worth it to do in dino form, and most attacks would be more explosive than their human alternative. that whole thing katara did where she incased zuko in a ball of ice in the s1 finale? not happening as a spinosaurus. so while a dino form might give a boost in power, it isn't always practical at the time. not to mention it takes energy to transform, and sometimes it's best to save that for the fight itself.

the general feel of the movements is much more flexible and weirdly athletic than any actual dinosaur would ever be. but at the same time, i want to impose this idea that dino bending, while powerful, can be pretty clumsy, and each dino brings it own limitations. large dinos like sokka and katara are automatically slower, and in fights like the ones we see in atla, that really matters. small dinos like aang and toph also have to deal with how lightweight they are. their natural defenses are to run and hide, so they dont get much in terms of physical equipment the way a large carnivore or herbivore would. they're much more reliant on their bending to stay safe than say a big ol ankylosaurus, who's built like a tank.

SO. that's my big infodump agdkhsjf. i have maybe possibly thought a bit too much about this au. thank you for the aaaask!! so sorry if you didn't expect a wall of text x3

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Three in One Post

For my A-Pal's Trade he made for our G-Pal.

I have remember seeing his last pic of characters cosplaying Foster's characters. And with Blue dressing just like Alejandra, looks like Bloo will be the Nerd and not Mac. Because i have seen the episode called "Bye Bye Nerdy" and It was really messed up, but i did love that Techno pop music they played because it reminds me of playing Sonic 3D Blast on the Genesis as a kid when i played Sonic Mega Collection as a kid. But if Mac were to be cool, it would've been cool he could summon his Persona, Izanagi. Then the School would be scared of him because of him summoning his Persona just like how he did at Foster's. Plus now i can't stop thinking about that, even Lisa has been drawing Fosters stuff a lot. Especially when she wants to focus on that rather than Yokai Watch. And when i made her that Christmas drawing i made of the Alternate ending of "When there's a Wilt, There's a way", it sounded like she likes the idea, and did a drawing like too of making a sequel where Sweetie is showing Wilt how to just say "No" anytime he has other things he has to do. It was nice that Lisa does like some of my ideas sometimes. But it'll be different if Lisa and Shadow would both work on doing Cartoon Network in Persona 4 Golden and play the game at the same time.

Two Responses to both my Filipino Friend and my A-Pal.

First Response.

I was also looking in to getting the Switch 2 as well in case if something is up. Like Example, my screen breaks, or worn out, or my Switch got lost. But i can always save up money and buy a Switch 2 when it comes out. But it better not be too expensive like the PlayStation 5, because you guys know how much i waited in line to get one? it was a lot, especially my brother did buy a slim PlayStation 5 with his own money, which to my Filipino Friend, if you want to get a PlayStation 5, i suggest get the Slim, it'll be better for you and a decent price if you want to look into getting a PlayStation 5 for yourself. Especially when you get the American version i have as well as for getting a Switch or a Switch 2. Even i did remember when you got a Southeast Asian version of the PlayStation 4. But the Graphics look really neat compared to different Switch systems.

Second Response.

I have that Sticker of Isabelle dressed in the Nintendo Badge Arcade Uniform. But it was a huge stinker that eShop on the 3DS had to Discontinue alongside the Wii U's version of eShop, because i do love listening to their music on the two versions. But i'm really going to miss collecting those Badges in that game, and without those servers, it'll be impossible to get those Micro Transaction stuff and play some of the Free to play titles. I'll just have to stick with playing the Free to play Titles on the Switch, even if i should get Pokemon Shuffle on my Cellphone. Because i thought the mobile version of Pokemon Shuffle is better anyways. And i can still play Pokemon Cafe Remix on my Switch too since Lisa and i do play it sometimes. And Shadow and Lisa can both play it while they have lunch while playing Spongebob's Krusty Cook Off and Animal Crossing Pocket Camp too. But yeah, i have been collecting stickers in Nintendo Badge Arcade a lot back then, and i still even had Wallpapers i usually set up seasonally, but after all the hard problems in life, i had to stick with my Shadow the Hedgehog theme Wallpaper to imagine doing Maxwell's Adventure 2 if i were to write the story and decide if one of you guys are up to illustrating the story. Even if we do it either in the video game, or the Sonic X version, but if we want to do the Live Action Sonic 3 version, i have to watch the film first because i have not seen it at the theater, but if we get Paramount Plus all set up, then i'll watch it on there, since i already saw the 2nd one on Hulu.