#type of stuff thats just straight noise

[c1trvswurld]

Genji and hanzo being absolutely coke and acid brain fried rave teenagers gives me such a good laugh to hc

[rauberrauber]

line up baby

wanted to make a sort of ref for everyone so i can keep track of everyone's designs, heights, etc

side hcs below cuz i wanna ramble lol

fyi any links are just for pictures to help visualize what im trying to say

also add to these with ur own i love reading hcs :]

general:

the sides work with a kind of cartoon logic (kinda like who framed Roger rabbit) which is what their shape shifting and such is, they can survive pretty much everything, dont bend to reality type thing

i also dig playing around with the idea that they just arent human, they dont need to eat, sleep, even breathe or blink if they dont wanna. They just play more human around thomas so they dont freak him out (everyone but remus at least, dude doesnt give a fuck lol) they all have their priorities regarding that kinda stuff. like logan doesnt eat or sleep almost at all (there r exceptions tho obvi (crofters))  while patton rly likes to cook and bake so why not eat the stuff you make? meanwhile remus eats literally anything he can find

they can also float if they wanna, same thing where they just dont around thomas. this came about me just imagining remus consistently floating around in the mindscape instead of walking for whatever reason? so yeah they can do that

theres a core mindscape and a ‘dark’ mindscape, that sorta works like the upside down from stranger things (as in the dark mindscape is like literally upside down and mirrors everything, like this)

everyones also got their own unique doors to their rooms. logans is very sleek and modern, pattons in more childlike and almost vintage, romans resemble castle doors while remus’ is more like a dungeons, virgils is typically angsty teenager with tons of posters and ‘keep out’ signs, and janus has tons of locks on his

design wise the core sides have straight teeth and fluffier hair while the dark sides have sharp teeth and rougher(?) hair (since changing, virgil has vampire-esque fangs)

logan:

square rimmed glasses

loves the rain

unintentionally fidgets with his clothes, always adjusting his glasses or rolling his sleeves up and down or messing with the buttons or his tie

playing more into the whole ‘sides dont have to eat thing’ he finds food kinda nasty lol, again only rly eats stuff thats very good to him (ultimate picky eater basically) patton has tried and failed many times to get logan to try and like new foods

roman was the one who got him to try crofters

watches those long ass video essays about random topics on youtube for background noise

patton:

round glasses and heart eyes

has roller blades/skates! specifically these ones that retract the wheels. good way of getting energy out (even if hes super clumsy with them)

tallest + dad bod

tons of bandages, kinda playing around with the phrase ‘broken heart’

him and janus play video games together (both of them are terrible lol)

definitely listens to dad rock/dad music

roman:

starry eyes!

crown can float on its own (same w/ remus’)

has one of these couches in his room to dramatically faint onto

him and remus dont share a room, but they have a sort of portal to each others rooms if that makes sense. a big mirror but instead of reflecting, its showing into the other room and only the twins can go thru

wants to be his own side after the split

roman and remus pierced each others ears when they were younger

virgil:

decently tall but slouches a lot which hides it (slouching hes shorter than the twins but still taller than janus) also rarely stands or sits straight at all so it kinda shocked the core sides when he showed them how tall he rly was (queue roman being mad cuz hes actually the shortest of the main four lol)

has stereotypical emo hair and still has some purple dye in it

hot topic skeleton fingerless gloves and muddy sneakers (idk why it just feels right)

tons of random bruises

draws his nails black with sharpie

listens to metal music to calm down. remus got him into a lot of numetal, screamo kinda music when virgil was still one of the others, it was one of the few times theyd hang out and virgil wasnt 100% freaked out by remus

definitely experimented with scene fashion when thomas was a teenager

drinks tons of energy drinks

janus:

shortest ha

yellow eyes

bow wrapped on his hat

long flowy cape and heeled shoes with spats (thats what theyre called right?)

uses the staff from pof as a walking cane

speaks fluent pig latin, remus and logan are the only ones who can somewhat understand what he says (remus cuz hes been around janus so long, and logan wanting to research and understand whatever the hell janus is saying) it also has always drove virgil up the wall cuz hes never been able to get it, janus will start speaking it just to annoy him

only rly relaxes when by himself, always kinda putting on a mask with the others and thomas, regardless of how trustworthy he considers them

constantly coming up with proper plans and schemes, typically wouldnt let remus near them with a 10 foot pole (affectionately)

knows how to lockpick

scared of the ocean

remus: 

broken crown

eyes can go all crazy, pupils can be different sizes and such (there was a cartoon that did this where the eyes would go red and have a ton of rings around the pupils like spirals kinda? i cant find a pic of what im rly visualizing rip i hope that makes sense)

ton of rings (one of em is an eyeball ring)

is like half an inch taller than roman and will never let him live it down

enjoys all the ‘bad’ disney/pixar movies. (cars, home on the range, etc) and like unironically enjoys them. prolly started ironically to mess with roman but he genuinely find those ones the best and cant fathom why theyre disliked (totally not self-indulgent cuz some of those movies are my favorites)

comes up with random weird plans and ropes janus into them whenever possible, janus plays along best he can

somewhat wants to fuse back with roman (even if hes unsure why)

remus and virge used to make fun of roman together all the time

remus is the one who gave virge his septum and gages

[hijackalx]

SHADOWHEART SFW HEADCANONS:

 ok she can kind of be a cunt i dont think she ever stops being a cunt but she just adds more sweetness gradually. like eventually shes sooo sweet and mellow but she still has a snarky side that shows up randomly and catches tav off guard lol. she cant help it shes just so sassy 🤭

i think part of it is that she has a short temper but she tries to work on it for tav. like if they say something stupid to her she has to close her eyes and count her breaths like shes just so smart and its frustrating being around ppl who are stupid asf all the time 😹😹😹 i think shes prolly the smartest person at camp and its lonely at the top fosho still she loves tav theyre her dumb little baby

i feel like shes a mega introvert too but tav is like her chosen person like being with tav doesnt drain her like the other companions do. even if tav is extroverted she still just loves them and loves being with them. their relationship is so bonita

shes very defensive too and doesnt trust easily at all so when she learns to trust tav it creates like the strongest bond ever which might become a problem if tav tries to leave oop u can never unshart

waittttt ok so shes definitely an avoidant attachment girly 😭 like shes so used to pushing people away and not letting them get close so tav making it past her barrier is like the biggest feat of their life lol

love language:

giving= quality time

being avoidant attachment shes scared of vulnerability like crazyyyyy so showing any affection in other ways is a big N.O. until later in their relationship then she'd prolly be likeeeee....... idk i feel like she could be any. but yeah shes not the lurker type like lae'zel i think shadowheart will just straight up ask to join them with her fingers and toes crossed lol (subtly ofc)

receiving= acts of service

she lovesss when tav goes out of their way to do things for her even little things like opening a door for her or pulling out a chair for her to sit in eugh thats so cute 😩 i can see her doing that little idle stance she does with her hand held up and a hip cocked while waiting like ok miss thing. but she likes it in like a princess-treatment way not in a toxic way? or smthng lol. but yeah go slay the big monsters for her so she can heal u after ❤️ (sometimes with kisses)

majorrrrr 5'6 vibes from shart maybe 5'8 i can see both. even tho thats kind of short for a model shes just giving model always like body-wise she got them longgg legs and arms and she just so built 😩😩😩 i think i just nutted for real

SHADOWHEART NSFW HEADCANONS:

 DOMMMM !!!!! shes dom asf boy like she is a princess and will do wtf she wants. loves to ride. if tav is afab she'll want them to wear a strap or she'll ride their thigh or something. will sit on their face too. literally just anything to make them seem beneath her ughhhh she loves it. also for the afab thing i just know she likes scissoring too 😭😭😭

is pretty kinky like she likes bondage, s/m, gagging (is that what its called?), maybe incorporating leather and stuff like that. WHIPS !! typical bdsm stuff

also really likes oral but mostly receiving. doesnt really care for giving at all. she loves to pull tavs hair during it and instruct them on what to do like yk she be barking orders 🗣️‼️

i dont think she'd be into pet names or anything? i just cant see her doing that for some reason. she makes a lot of noise tho, prolly bcz she likes to hear herself lol

has a pretty high libido like shes trying to smash almost every NOIGHT so yalls tavs better be ready. tbf she was probably a virgin before she met tav too so shes got some catching up to do

shes an innieeeee and she gets hella wet like drippinnnn. irresistible fr. bring that lil hot dog bun ova here gurl

i think shes surprisingly sweet during aftercare. like she'll caress tav's head and give them kisses its a rlly big contrast from her bratty princess behavior during the act lol. maybe she lowkey feels bad for being so intense during sex but she'd never admit it. yalls tavs prolly like it anyway.

[phoenixfangs]

COME HERE. answer my emojis four about feiga

🌹 🍷 🥀 🩸

WAGGING MY TAIL AND RUNNING AROUND IN CIRCLES WHEEEE THANK U MAX!! ❤️

🌹 what does ur oc find attractive in other people? are these traits found in their friends and/or romantic partners? are they found in themselves? | HMMMMMMMM this is an interesting one to consider. because Primarily the features she finds attractive are: whatever rizas features are JFLKDJLGKJDFJ. physically, she meets a woman, beth, who looks remarkably Like riza once she escapes drachma and gives up being an assassin, and is immediately stricken with her just based on that alone (they date and fall in love more naturally after some time, but the Beginning of their relationship is really um Not Especially Healthy because theyre both using the other as a substitute/supplement for someone/something else: feiga is using beth as a riza stand-in, and beth is Letting Her because she knows of riza Separately from all this and wants what she has so bad, to be as pretty and smart and competent and Wanted as riza is. theres all kinds of beth lore too thats too much to get into on this feiga post jfdklsjfldksajdfklas). i guess physical traits she finds attractive then are short, soft/curvy women with long blonde hair and tits the size of her head FJDKLSJGL, all traits that feiga decidedly does not have, being tall, angular/skinny with purple-black hair, and mosquito bite boobs ❤️ (im working on her reference sheet and EVENTUALLY i will have a drawing or sketch of her that is acceptable in my eyes to post. i need everyone to see her and behold her with their eyes)

personality type stuff, feiga is very attracted to women who she deems strong in an emotional sense, women with conviction who are fighters and Winners. she values honor (even if she doesnt have any/tries to delude herself into thinking she does, and has to work to actually Have any honor after she becomes a fugitive/refugee), and eventually once she is Shown it, she finds kindness and mercy to be very appealing. and these are all traits she doesnt think she has, or has enough of, but yearns for

oh also important to note that Of Course feiga is a lesbian

🍷 does ur oc drink? what kind of alcohol do they enjoy? what are their drinking habits? what kind of drunk are they? | she is fantasy russian so ud Think that she could take three fingers of whiskey like its nothing but shes actually so baby. she has not trained her tolerance very well because being drunk is Not Great when u have to track and kill a mark, so she doesnt like drink recreationally or anything. she needs her wits about her, she HATES not feeling in control, so stumbling around or slurring her words or not being able to handle a rifle are things that would make her itch. shes also just naturally a lightweight because of how skinny she is, a lot of drinks will just hit her like a fucking truck lmao. but shes not like straight edge or anything, she Has drank before and she probably will again after she flees drachma, but not super often—if only because, again, she is so baby. she will be three sheets to the wind after like A Drink, and she gets Sleepy and Hiccupy and Babble-y and will probably need to be carried cutely to bed, where she will mumble and murmur and make cutie kitten noises in her sleep. and then shell wake up with the worst migraine/hangover anyone on the planet has ever had, and throw up so hard her face is pulled three inches off her skull because she didnt have any water while she was drinking ^_^ because shes so fuckign stupid ^_^

🩸is ur oc squeamish? are they disturbed by the sight of blood? have they ever been in a situation where they had to overcome being squeamish? | i think she was probably squeamish as a little kid but she had to get over it Real fast with the way her family lived. not only having to see and also deal with her siblings getting hurt/sick/dying in varying degrees of bloody ways (because again, her parents did Nothing to try and heal their children, and when it was time to bury them that responsibility would often fall on feiga), but living in the middle of buttfuck nowhere, they had to hunt for their food. im thinking this is something she would do with her father, and then when it was time to clean/process the meat, she would do that with her mother. very bloody jobs, very bloody childhood in general for her—and adulthood! since she goes Immediately from the cabin in the tundra to her assassin training, like shes roughly 14ish? when she starts her training (shes an exceptional shot). literally she is plucked up out of her childhood home and becomes an assassin, there is no point in her life where she isnt being confronted with blood and gore and death. and ofc there are jobs where sniping a mark may not be the best option, so she has had to kill with her hands, up close and personal. she is no stranger to this stuff, and it doesnt bother her at all, it hasnt in about two decades

🥀 answered !

[system-reset]

alright, well... let me start by saying that it can be hard for us to distinguish between actual weird shit and hallucinations, but this is the list Omen has kept.

I guess I'll start with the ones we encounter on a pretty regular basis:

the nightmare salesman

this guy is... honestly I really don't know what he is, in terms of entity type. but he's some sort of salesman. despite what his nickname may suggest, he isn't trying to sell nightmares. we call him that because he looks like he's straight out of a nightmare. we're not actually sure what he's selling, because he has perhaps the worst sales tactic we've ever seen: not telling us what it is unless we pay him first. admittedly, we have considered it, but he's asking for a type of currency we don't have access to. it's unclear if he's aware of this or not. aside from trying to sell what I can only imagine might be bees (his briefcase emits buzzing noises), he also offers genuinely decent advice and enjoys standing on the balcony staring into our window. not sure what his deal is, honestly.

current status: unknown

the great metal beast

upon its recent death, we realized that it had come here looking for help. I do believe now, 2 days later, that it was - regardless of its own impending death - not asking us to help it. instead, I think it was asking us to help the people in its stories. I believe this because many of its stories lined up with our strange recurring dreams. for now, it is too soon to tell for sure, as we have not had any of those dreams in the past 2 nights. but something tells me we won't have them again, because I think the beast was the only thing allowing us to access those worlds. I fear the worst for the boy in the slaughterhouse, but I cannot do anything now.

status: deceased, no longer on this plane in any capacity

Jeremy/the man in the corner

I personally don't know much about Jeremy, but I can describe his general form. he's a shadowy figure, maybe about 6 feet tall. he's relatively new to us, and only began appearing when we moved into this apartment, leading us to believe he may be bound to it somehow. if he's a ghost or spirit, that could have very alarming implications, but we just don't know. apparently, he speaks to Kody, but we haven't gotten any answers about he's saying. aside from that, he just kind of stands in a corner, with no regard for whether there is stuff in that corner (sometimes leading to us only seeing part of him, due to items already being there. he is incorporeal, it seems)

status: currently unknown, likely hanging out in the living room (favorite spot?)

the boy

one of the first entities we ever encountered, and continued encountering. the ghost of a young boy, seemingly not tethered to any particular item or location - however, information we got last year has fascinating implications... we described him to our mom, and found out that our mother (the one we dislike) described the same ghost having followed her. potentially tied to our lineage, unclear. we actually like having him around, he's a sweetheart. he just wants a friend, and we're happy to oblige. it seems that he can't talk, but we got some conversation via writing. he does not seem to want to share his name, so I have to wonder if perhaps his name is somehow linked to his death.

status: ghostly roommate :)

shadows

not a singular entity, but many of them. these fuckers, especially the ones who are more strongly connected to this plane, are a nuisance. they are not technically shadows, they're something from somewhere else, but they appear as shadows on the walls and such. those with a stronger connection have a tendency to make a lot of noise. thankfully they don't seem to be able to do much more than that. strangely, they avoid whatever area Jeremy has chosen to inhabit at any given time. this is mildly concerning, but for now we're not going to worry about it.

status: causing havoc

thats most of them, but I saved the most interesting for last...

dream bunnies

not initially included on Omens list, as they seemed to simply be part of normal dreaming, these little fellas are very sweet (most of the time). we don't encounter a lot of non-standard dreams, so generally we don't think to check the boxes on dream creatures, but at some point these guys started interacting with us in ways that were abnormal for our dreams. turns out, they're a nomadic group of dream entities, travelling through different dreamscapes. I can't recall at the moment what they called themselves, but they look like little bunnies so... anyway, when they started seeing us and saw us several times in different places they thought it might be worth talking to us. I think they knew Omen somehow, I dunno.

status: dreaming, probably

[chaotichyperfixations]

Someone wanted to know why I fw Peddito and Doise so bad so I typed out all of this and now you have to deal with it too

(I JUST NOW REALIZED THIS CAN BE TAKE WRONGLY. I AM ACE (SEX REPULSED) AND WOULD NEVER ACTUALLY FUCK FICTIONAL CHARACTERS . I AM WELL AWARE THAT THE CREATOR OF THESE CHARACTERS IS A MINOR. SO SO SORRY)

You see here 2 funny cartoon guys. Neither are conventionally hot.. but thats when MY type comes in

Which is that I fw fat fellas and sillies. Immediately meaning that I would fw Peddito, for he is fat.

Doise on the other hand is a lanky blue guy who may or may not be a clone, and something about that is intriguing, it pulls me in.

Another thing, Peddito seems to be a horror of sorts-a ghost, spirit, yada yada..

Thats fuckin awesome. Fat spirit with a good sense of fashion? (I am a fan of eyesore) Hell yeah!!

Doise.. doise is a recolor. Hes just the guy that replaced noise righT? WRONG! Peddito and doise started out as joke ocs, with their whole shtixks beinf that they are only recolors.

But that changed in BYOC for Doom, where Doise starred as his own character. This is because the fandom thought he was hilarious, and he even encouraged the creation of other gremlin ocs like the Foise, whom I am neutral on.

Anyway, his whole thing was that all of his weapons had drawbacks, the most dangerous of all...

Being HIM. A picture of their original photo, but when you use it- Pedditos face is scratched out. And he spawns, intsakilling anyone he makes contact with. Thats fuckin SICK??!!!!!

Anyway, Doise in the noise update replaces noise when you play as Noise! And in the end, Peddito swoops in and kills him. When you re-enter, he's just straight up dead. I found that to be hilarious! Wow! This guys the one who dies!

And to cement that further- to get his outfit, tou have to DANCE ON HIS CORPSE DURING THE FINAL BOSS RUSH.

Lets see, misc stuff... I suppose I find them silly! With their vague appearances, its easy to self project and theorize and make my own loe for them- after all, why IS peddito like that? I think someone said it was because Doise killed him, and well- I went with that.

Long story short, why do I love Doise and Peddito so much? Because their silly and like partially filled canvases that I get to utilize! I also of course, already liked Peppino, and Peddito is a recolor of Peppino.

[growling]

You 🫵 I've been looking back at your art lately and like. Man it's so cool. The colors are so nice, the characters are like. Glowing against the background idk how you did that

And I love all the little details like stretch marks and stuff it's just so neat. W

put off answering this for like 3 hours straight i am soooo normal about receiving compliments i did not jsut start having kitty zoomies cause of it making little teehee noises..

thank youuuuuu <3333333333 i mostly just shade it a Lot both with the ''normal'' brushes and that one airbrush (the triangle type you get me all the others leave weird marks) (i use ibis paint x if anyone's confused) then apply some brightness/saturation/that one ''bloom'' filters until the colors look better then shade again so the colors look better then merge all the layers and apply more filters until the colors look better then shade again so the colors look better then shade aga

(the cycle continues until the spirit of jesus (komaeda) gently puts his hand on my paw and whispers into my ear "my child. it looks ok to me. maybe thats enough ok? you're free now")

i love adding them....... i mean i get why so many other artists i see all the time often don't add them but like i just won't be able to go without including them...... like where are the moles why does literally nobody draw moles wth aren't these like super common.... the stretch marks..... the arm hair the pit hair the happy trail like why are they so smooth theywouldnotfuckingshavethere..... if nobody else draws it then its my job to do it im a proud soldier of this mission o7

[beecanons]

Deltarune Stim HC

requested by @pulsar-ray, including ralsei for anon!

Spamton

Physical:

head tilting moves his head around. side to side, back and forth esp moves his head around as a way to express and stim while he talks

impatient hands flapping, tapping his sides, fidgeting his hands are always busy in some way

foot tappies kicking his feet or otherwise just tapping them while he's sitting/standing in place

vocal:

electrical noises makes occasional noises that mimic electrical appliances beeping, clicking, whirring, static etc could be boredom, could be out of nervous habit or other usually does it while talking but can do it to fill silence

echo repeats words at the ends of his sentences sometimes occasional repetition of phrases he's heard.

audio:

static likes listening to static and/or white noises finds it brain scratchy

dial up constantly has the dial up tone on brain loves listening to it and stimming to it

visual:

white noise tv static/snow is very calming to watch for him

colour changer loes colour changing lights esp stuff like christmas lights as long as the lights arent flickering, flashy or otherwise quickly changing colours and too bright. esp if its slow patterns thats very calming def. enjoys lights from signs around the city

Swatch

physical:

marching in place sort of just moves his legs and walks without actually going anywhere boredom stim kinda like an idle animation in a title screen/character select when youre viewing the characters animations sometimes its just his feet not his entire legs doing the movement

swaying shifts his weight from one leg to the other sorta looks like hes swaying from side to side when he does this more so a vervy common stim while waiting rather than just a boredom stim

taps taps whatevers in his hand agaisnt stuff lightly tapping his fingers on a pen or tapping the pen on a surface etc

visual:

colour shifter loves watching anything that changes colours will not look directly at the lights but loves watching the colours change gradient gifs. just that.

vocal:

humming mindless humming a near constant stim usually a jingle of some kind

Tasque Manager

Physical:

swaying shifting her weight from one leg to the other purposefully swaying from side to side as a stim usually either an impatient or happy stim

wrist flick sorta flicks and flaps her wrists about while talking or sorta like an idle animation type of stim developed it as a habit with her whip

vocal:

huff huffy sighs not upset or anything just huffs for the sake of stimming

mew says "mew/meow" and makes cat noises as a stim either happy, casual while talking, or filling the silence sort of stims

squeek makes squeak noises similar to the mew stim

The Addisons

i feel like they all share stims so heres some general ideas:

flick hair flick, wrist flick

echo repeats noises/sounds/words/phrases they hear often mimics phone sounds will bounce echoes around each other like theyre locked in a loud telephone game

toe tap will tap the toe of their shoes behind them maybe switching from foot to foot could be boredom or impatience, nervousness or discomfort

hops very excited sort of stim does little hops doesnt last very long just a short hop of expression of their glee

Ralsei

physical:

rocking will rock side to side when happy or waiting rocks back and forth when nervous

finger pokes shy, nervous or embarrassed stim of poking his fingers together either while talking or of he wants to ask something

hand flaps happy hand flappies

fidgeting playing with his scarf or the hem of his sleeves/robe for any reason at all

vocal:

pop bored "pop" stim

baa sheep noise stim or baby goat yelling also for any reason

humming humming anything hums while doing something or to fill the silence usually a happy stim

visual:

sparkles loves shiny/sparkly things watching them is distracting but stimulating straight up mesmerised by this stuff

feel free to tell me your hc's!

[sunny6677]

My Little Spooky Month: Season 1.

(An MLP X Spooky Month Crossover Fanfiction)

(Disclaimer: Yes, I am aware that this could be considered cringe-worthy. But I personally do not care, for I like writing about my interests. And I like writing crossovers. If this type of stuff isn't for you, you can always scroll past.)

(Oh, other disclaimer by the way. This takes place after the first and second episode, counting the part 2 of the first episode, of MLP.)

Summary: A portal transports a few citizens of the town in Spooky Month into a land that would change their lives forever.

Chapter 2: Side Effects.

TWS: SLIGHT PROFANITY.

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"So.. you're telling me a portal just suddenly appeared in your town, and sucked both you and your son in?" Twilight repeated calmly, sitting before the strange mare with purple hair before her. Twilight had to admit, the mare she was talking to was odd in every way. Why was she and her son apparently transported with no explanation? Why was her name Lila? And there was another thing Twilight had thought about pointing out, but even so, she kept her mouth shut.

"Y—Yes.. thats what happened." Lila replied, looking down at the wooden flooring. Skid hopped around as they spoke, laughing to himself and occasionally nearly ramming into things as if he were a goat. Skid was certainly a bundle of energy, and his high sense of energy sort of reminded Twilight of a certain pony. Yet even so, she still kept her mouth shut. As Skid hopped around though, Spike helplessly chased him, trying to stop him from running into things. "Woah!" Spike grunted, stopping before Skid in an attempt to stop him from running into a random object and knocking it over.

"Well.. I've heard about situations like this before, but I'm not sure if there might be a way for you two to return back to your home. And I don't think I've ever heard of.. creatures that weren't ponies being transformed into ponies while being inside a portal before." Twilight responded, her ears occasionally flopping down from the loud noises that surrounded her.

"You mean.. stuff like this happens all the time here? What do you mean you dont know if theres a way for us to go back home?" Lila inquired, widening her eyes a little. Was the world Lila was from different compared to hers? Certainly, it seemed so, if she were to freak out in a situation such as this. "Yeah, it does. But.. don't worry. I'm sure there might be a way in one of my books. I just gotta find something. I'm sure there'll be a way to fix this." Twilight tried to say, smiling in the most encouraging manner she could.

Twilight trotted over to a large pile of books that had most likely been formed whenever Lila and Skid had been sent into her home through that strange portal. Her horn flickered bright pink, and aura surrounded it entirely to form her own magic. Then, closing her eyes slightly, she gravitated one of the books closer to herself, sitting down on the ground. She flipped the pages open with her magic, as she always did whenever she read in a hurry. She got the strange sense that somepony was watching her. Her thoughts quickly rushed to dismiss such a thing as illogical, but as she turned her head, she was met with Lila's eyes. They were wide, staring straight at her as if she had not seen such a thing in her life.

Before Twilight could speak, Lila cleared her throat. Perhaps Lila's world didn't have magic after all, with the way she was behaving. Lila then said awkwardly, as if being cautious of her words, "So.. you can use magic here?". "...yes, we can. Does the world you're both from not have magic?" Twilight inquired, glancing back at Lila with an arched brow.

"Well.. no." Lila sighed. Skid trotted up to her eagerly, smiling behind his mask. "Hey, mom! Look!" Skid then somehow slipped off his mask with his hooves, his new head and face being revealed. He still looked somewhat like he normally did, though as a horse. His hair was still a very dark purple, and was even still in the bowl cut style as well. But he appeared to have a horn emerged from the top of his head, and like Lila, his fur coat was a pale white color. "I have a horn thingy!" He grinned.

Lila had no idea what to say, looking down at her son with a puzzled expression. A sigh then escaped her lips, and a smile soon formed. "Yeah, son.. I guess you do." Despite her anxiety and terror, she didn't want her son to feel bad about the situation they were both in. She couldn't let her son feel bad, no matter what. Even if it meant she had to pretend to be happy just to keep him from feeling that way.

Spike waddled up to the both of them, furrowing his brows in soft annoyance. Despite the situation at hand, he was beginning to grow a little frustrated with Skid. And he couldn't help but wonder why he was wearing such a costume. Spike grumbled, "That 'horn thingy' is what allows unicorns to use magic..". "Really? That's so cool! Can I use it? Can I? Can I? Can I—" Skid replied, repeating himself excitedly as he stared down at Spike.

Spike only remained silent, as if a little in shock at Skid's energy. Twilight smiled, and rolled her eyes. She said in a calm but amused tone, "Of course you can. If you're a unicorn now, you could probably use it." Skid grinned at this. Twilight looked at Skid, and said with a smile, "But you'll have to learn how to use it first."

Skid quickly nodded, in a rapid fashion. He was grinning as large as a Cheshire Cat, his eyes sparkling with joy. He then rushed to Twilights side, though he nearly tripped and tumbled to the floor many times as he attempted to do so. Twilight smiled again, "...but only if there really is no way for both of you to get back home."

Skids smile dropped, and he then looked down at the ground. Speaking in a meek and dissapointed tone, he mumbled, "...awww.."

"Um.. excuse me, but.. what's that thing on your.. uhh.." Lila seemed hesitant, as if nervous to even say it. Twilight arched a brow again, seeming confused. "Thing on my what?" She uttered. "You know.. the star thing on the lower part of your body?" Lila slowly said, raising her hoof as if to try and gesture to it. Twilight glanced to where she thought she was gesturing to, and blinked.

Confused, Twilight responded, "Are you talking about my cutie mark?"

"Your.. what now?" Lila raised a brow, seeming confused herself now. This was a very confusing situation in general.

"Do.. you not have cutie marks in your world?" Twilight tried to ask, turning to face Lila.

Lila blinked. "Uh.. no, I don't think we do."

"Well.. cutie marks appear after a pony discovers something they're good at in this world, or a talent that they might have. They usually appear whenever a pony is younger. But.." Twilight paused, glancing at the lower half of Lila's body. A flicker of slight concern flashed in Twilight's eyes.

"...but what?" Lila said, puzzled.

"..I don't think you have one. And your son might not have one either." Twilight said, gesturing her hoof to the lower half of Lila's body. Lila looked down, and her eyes widened in slight surprise whenever she saw what Twilight had been looking at. It was as she said. There was nothing there on the lower half of her body, nothing at all. Lila then looked back up, saying, "..oh.. is.. is that normal?"

"Well.. no. But there could be so many possibilities as to why you don't have one. Maybe while you were getting transported here, whatever you were made you into a pony but wasn't able to process any of your actual talents? Or maybe a part of it sensed you weren't from this world, and made you into a pony, but didn't give you an actual cutie mark since it knew you weren't from here." Twilight pondered while pacing toward Lila. "There could be so many explanations, but.."

Twilight then looked down at Lila, and smiled nervously, "..but I'm sure you'd like to return home more than find out why you don't have a cutie mark, right?"

"..yeah.. right." Lila slowly said.

As Skid began to speak energetically to Twilight, Lila couldn't help but feel a strange tingling feeling on the lower half of her body, where Twilight had been gesturing.

Oh well. Perhaps it was just her nervousness. She needed to find a way back home, not why she didn't have some strange symbol on her.. well, flank now.

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Kevin didn't know what had happened, or where he was.

A bright flash of light was all his simple little mind could recall, his mind being too hazy to recall the details of what had happened whenever he got sucked into.. whatever that thing he saw had been. He could only remember the feeling of his body tingling with change, as if physically contorting into something else. But surely, that had not been the case, right?

He let out a tiny grumble from his lips. Against his face, he could feel a cold hard floor. Had he been transported into a building of some kind? "Well, look what the cat dragged in!" A high pitched, bubbly voice rang out from before his body. He could feel hard foot steps hitting the ground, as if someone was walking toward him. He raised his head, or he at least tried to. Kevin could barely squint open his eyes, white fuzzy light seeping through his retina's. All his thoughts had been clouded by confusion and exhaustion. Who was this voice and where was he? Where on earth did that strange thing take him and several other people? In fact, he.. barely even heard any sounds from other people. Was he the only one here?

"Wha.." Kevin mumbled. His vision began to clear, and it slightly darkened into more normal colors. He would have processed the new environment surrounding him, if not for the strange pink figure that was standing before him. With its.. blue eyes, and its.. horse muzzle?

That was what caused Kevin''s vision to finally clear up completely. And his heart began to pound, dripping with confusion and panic. Standing before him, was..

"I knew you'd be in here, Mister!" The pink figure said, speaking in a slightly aggresive tone. But it wasn't just a pink figure. It.. it was a talking pony, with poofy hot pink hair and bright blue eyes.

Immediately, Kevin let out a yell. "Agh!" He fell onto his back, shock thrusting through his veins. "Are you here to steal sweets again?" The pink pony inquired in a mean tone, taking large steps foward. Kevin could only helplessly back up, trying to grab at the floor. But.. he came to find he had no fingers. He looked down, and let out a gasp. Instead of his hand, there was a pink hoof that was similar to the color of the bowtie he would always wear when at work. He shrieked again, but his main focus was to get himself away from whatever the hell the pink pony that could apparently talk was.

"Are you?!" The pink pony pouted, still speaking in a rather harsh tone. It came closer, it's face practically inches from his own. What would it do to him? Either way, he had no idea if he was in danger or not. What he was most freaked out about was the fact that he was suddenly a pony too. He winced, clenching his shut. And then he stammered in an anxious, shivering tone, "N—No! I'm not!" His teeth chattered, as he tried to raise his front hooves in a feeble attempt to protect himself.

...

"Oh! Okay!" The pink pony suddenly said, grinning widely. "..h—huh?" Kevin raised his head up at it. He didn't know how to feel. This situation was getting weirder by the minute, and the odd mood swing wasn't exactly helping his anxiety.

"So! Are you with those other weird ponies over there who fell from that strange portal after getting sucked in when it suddenly formed in your town?" The pink pony quickly asked, speaking in a rapid and excited tone. Kevin, for a moment, hadn't even been able to process its words. Kevin then finally said, "..h—how do you know about that?"

But as he did, he glanced around.. wherever he was. From what it seemed, he was in some kind of building, maybe a bakery even. Then, he made out a tiny bright orange figure being held by a pale brown figure. He then blinked. Even though the tiny bright orange one seemed different, he could immediately make out who it was as soon as he saw the lime, bright green stem emerged from the top of its mask.

It was.. Pump, but he looked different. He looked different, his figure and shape being contorted into that of a young pony. Yet even so, his costume was somehow on. The only thing that was different was.. he had small wings emerged from the sides of his middle body. And beside him, there was an older looking female figure, but he didn't exactly recognize her. He only assumed that she must have been a family member of his or something. She had caramel brown hair that was tied up into a pony-tail(no pun intended), and she seemed to have been transformed into a pony as well. Her coat was a pale brown color, and.. she had wings as well?

...just what in the hell was going on?

Kevin opened his mouth to speak, for the older female one seemed somewhat terrified as she held Pump close. But then, he was met with the bright blue eyes of the pink pony once more.

"So, anyway, I'm Pinkie Pie and this is a little bakery called Sugar Cube Corner! Sugar Cube Corner has so many sweets, and so many cakes, and so many desserts! It's honestly hard to not eat them all at once! Hahah! But if I did, it wouldn't be a bakery! So that's why I keep my mouth zipped shut, so I don't eat anything and I don't make anypony sad!" 'Pinkie Pie' rambled rapidly, gesturing with its hooves wildly. It was sentient and capable of speech, so maybe it had some sort of prefered pronoun? He didn't know, he only guessed it was probably female from the way it sounded.

"Anyway, what's your name? What's their names? I'm so excited to meet you three!" Pinkie Pie then let out a dramatic gasp, and grinned widely across her entire face. "I know! What if we threw a party? I could throw you the best, most, super duper party forever and ever! And it would make you so—"

..how on earth was Kevin even supposed to react? He had no idea what to say. He was absolutely stunned that anything that was capable of speech could even talk that fast.

The only thing he could do was sit back and wait for her to stop talking so he could finally speak.

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Don't worry, the whole them not having cutie marks thing does have an explanation. It's just kind of a side effect from them being from a whole ass other universe that I decided to implement into the story. They all might get cutie marks eventually though, so don't worry about it. After all, all of them are still kinda new to this universe anyway.

[warpspeedgirl]

So I walked into the apartment reeking of gas because you left the stove on, I had to figure out what the problem was and where the smell was coming from, open up the doors and windows and call poison control while pregnant. I breathed a good amount of that in. Im having a baby! It’s a health hazard and it could potentially run up our bill, not to mention start a fire! "thanks for letting me know" 3 days later is not an appropriate response to something as serious as leaving the gas on for DAYS. It's not a little or casual thing. I should've sent you the long explanation that poison control and the pregnancy nurse hotline left for me. If I didn't happen to stop by with Derek it wouldn't just been on until whenever you came back over a week later. “Thanks for letting me know” is so casual and just straight up weird. I get it it was an accident and not intentional but "thanks for letting me know" is a crazy response. Something along the lines of "oh my bad, Wont happen again" or "oh sorry thanks for catching that! I'll look out to see if the gas bill goes up, sorry about that" would’ve been a more reasonable or sane response. Like damn I wanted to walk in and take a nap not have to call the nurses hotline and poison control and air all of the clothes in my closet and the apartment out. Idek what there is to say anymore

So yeah between this and every other just mean and impatient thing you’ve done and said to me, I’m leaving! I’m having a baby. I didn’t need to be that concerned about inconveniencing you with my absence especially after how rude and inconsiderate you were not long after we even first moved in and before that too actually. I’m still care enough to make sure the roommates I weed out aren’t crazy and the best potential fit because I’m considerate, but peace out.

All I care about is my baby and my family right now. Thats what consumes most of my thoughts everyday. Everything else is just noise. I NEED to focus on myself and taking care of my health and peace. Finding a replacement roommate is going to help so much right now. She hurt me so freaking bad. And it’s always SHOCKING like I would never ever talk to you this way and it’s mind blowing to me that after all these years you’re talking to me in this way. First in September now in November. Im done being hurt and thrown off by this. And it’s over stuff that is just so minimal and unimportant? It’s just shows character, the way you are and I don’t want to be around it. I honestly shouldn’t be shocked by some of it after what I’ve seen over the years. It just freaking sucks how badly it hurts.

She said it’s too late for her. Or she’d think it would be, okay. I told her I’d need a few weeks or months because she was so hurtful and went VERY far over nothing. I had a lot I needed to process about our friendship and it wasn’t just over that last incident. Maybe if she didn’t cause that whole thing and take it to world war 3, I wouldn’t have needed so much time. It’s just funny that it’s too late for HER after she caused all of that over what should’ve been a non issue. I just kind of wanted a reason for why she did that not to be friends again. But she’s the type of person that just wants to move on and not really discuss things. Even saying she thought that one horrible day where she went off over something so small (again) was a “sibling fight” we wouldn’t talk about. I wanted to talk bc she really hurt me. After years and years, I know this about her and have encountered situations where that’s how she handle things. I was surprised when she wanted a mediator but I think it’s because she took things so far and maybe could tell I was done and didn’t want to lose the friendship. It was an important relationship. But why the fuck do we need a mediator over something as simple as me just saying no. I actually wanted to but after some time things became clearer and it just seemed like a bad idea and things would get worse because of certain patterns and certain last phrases and words she used with me.

No it doesn’t really feel like you’re sorry or understand why it’s hurtful after you go so freaking far and defend and stand in the awful rude things you said when trying to talk it out with you. It’s a pattern.

It like after allll of that defensiveness and rudeness and hurtful comments you finally admit that okay you should’ve stopped when I said no and that it was your thing to handle but no apology for taking things that far/back in September you finally apologize for hurting me after telling me what I was saying was irrelevant and pointless to even bring up and countless defensive irrelevant comments after I asked if we could talk about it and during our talk about it. Or in 2021 or the years before when I’d mention something hurt me she’d say “I’m sorry if that hurt you or if you took it the wrong way” and I’d just let it go. Might as well just not apologize if you’re going to flip it back on me.

Feels like there’s no point trying to work things out with you it’s draining. I don’t think you’re ever going to get it because of your ego? being afraid of being responsible of potentially hurting someone? She kind of admitted that to me. Idk what it is but it’s not okay.

behavior that's not really cool leading up to before we even moved (her rudeness started the DAY we moved in of course...but anyways: 

when she got upset that I sympathize with her having having  trust issues with her bf  I was just trying to comfort her. SHE is the one who told me she had trust issues with him, i wasn't pulling it out of my ass. that girl blocked her bc she crashed her bf last hangout with them (I also thought that was weird, just let him hang out with his friends one last time since graduating) and then was unfriendly to her and making faces to her at HER house and then told me her bf resumed the hang out visibly upset after she left. Even if he asked her to come she shouldve just left them, and if you do show up at least be friendly and not an asshole. Of course she got blocked. If you trusted him there is NO reason to behave that way with someone he's friends with. I mean it was you that said "If I didn't trust him I wouldn't "let" him hang out with her.... That's a crazy statement to me and the whole thing was really not cool. If you can't hide that you dont like someone on your face like you said it on your face, then dont risk it. The girl was trying to be friendly with you because you made it very obvious that you didn't like her for whatever internal reasons you had.

A hostess should NEVER ask her guests for money no matter how big or small, especially when theyre already driving far for you, bringing gifts, and food at your request.

When her bf was asking her to stop and she wouldnt and she sent me several screenshots of her crossing his boundary while he was politely asking her over and over again to stop. (de ja vu lol)

there's so many more examples I can't even list them all. Sometimes she'd tell me things she says to people or interactions she'd have and I'd just say "you said that?..." or not really respond when she told me how they reacted to her or her confirming herself that what she said was rude and that she shouldn't have said it. I shouldv'e said that I had issues with it instead of trying to stay quiet and not upset her/support her. But that is a mistake I will never make again. When people show you who they are believe them. And it's also not on me to try to change someone or point out crazy behaviors especially if its a pattern. That is not my job. I can only control myself.

She's like "if you're still confused go back and look at our texts" HUH, I'm not confused, never was. Weird for you to assume that. Nothing about that interaction was confusing. YOU were 'confused' about what no means.

You want me to go back and see how unhinged and chaotic and hurtful youre capable of being? It’s like when she didn’t want to admit that she lost the mail key and said “I haven’t seen it since then either” but I’m like you obviously have seen it and then lost it because there’s mail sitting on the counter here.

“If you’re not going to genuinely understand what I was asking and think I was saying it’s not a big deal to do, then I’m not going to explain anymore”

First of all, I understood what you were asking and I said no. Second, you introduced that language when you manipulatively said “my therapist said it wasn’t a big deal to ask” after I said no, and after your going on and on and on with CRAZY statements about why you couldn’t understand why I couldn’t do it, that you would’ve done it if I asked you, that it was just “one thing”, that it would’ve made more sense for me to say no if you asked me to drive somewhere, and so much more, OF COURSE IM GOING TO THINK YOU THOUGHT IT WASNT A BIG THINNG TO DO AND THAT I SHOULD’VE JUST DONE IT. It’s simple deductive reasoning. I don’t know what you’re on..

And then she interprets me pointing out her bullshit back to her as me “speaking for her”. And she honestly, truly could not see where I was coming from or why I finally responded the way that I did and it was scary and extremely bizarre. Like for her to be THAT off and wrong and as aggressive about it as she was, it was like an out of body experience and I realized our friendship was done this time. It was like when I said I would never tell her her opinion was irrelevant and pointless to bring up when I disagree with her because it’s rude she interpreted that as me “I’m not going to say nothing like you’re telling me to” girl what?? That’s so defensive and honestly weird. Stop putting me in situations like this. It’s not fucking cool. I understood what she was saying and it’s obviously okay for people to not understand eachother, but she was a NIGHTMARE about it. A nightmare. And the truth was, I always understood what she was saying and I knew the way she was reacting to me was extremely fucked up, she didn’t understand what I was saying and she didn’t want to.

I just remember thinking in that moment that this girl is mentally ill and maybe I should just have some compassion instead of jumping to “she’s crazy” because this was absolutely insane. The first thing my therapist said when I showed her the messages because it was just too long to verbally explain was “is she neurodivergent?, she might have something” I said I think the ADHD is PARTLY why that conversation went the way it did, it played a hand in it. But the majority portion of the interaction was her being an asshole. I'll never forget the look on her face reading it... it's disturbing as hell. And if I’m her best friend and she talks to me like that…. That’s sad. I know she says crazy stuff to other people too but that is like tragic and so so deeply hurtful man. I am not the first or the last, hopefully I am though. Maybe it was a wake up call. It came up with my second therapist and she suggested that but I can't be concerned with whatever her story is now. We were just in our lives for a time in our adolescence and female friendships are really important.

It's just who she is and part of that is the capacity to be a chaotic, rude person. Constantly zoning out when I'm talking/talking over me/not remembering a lot of things that i say so i calmly repeat it/ getting irritated with me (she'd say "remember I told you" or "I thought I already explained that to you") when I would RARELY forget something she mentioned to me in a flurry and ask her to refresh my memory. I remember being surprised when she actually would remember certain things I told her. She became "a lot" to be around. It was overwhelming for obvious reasons. I used to get breaks from her before but living with her in that close proximity was a mistake. We were better when we had some distance every once in a while. This is what your 20s are for though. Learning from experiences like this.

For years I was hesitant about moving in with her bc I suspected we wouldn’t be friends anymore if we did, for various reasons. And when she gave me an out right before we decided to sign the lease I was scared that she would see me as fucking her over because it was too late for me to back out and not be friends with me anymore. The irony is that we’re not friends anymore anyway. I should’ve just done what was best for me. My heart wasn’t in moving with her anymore after July ended. I should’ve just told her but that’s on me. It seemed to make sense I didn’t want to commute anymore and neither did she. Thought it would be okay. Like I knew she had some ways and could be rude sometimes but I didn’t think things would go down as badly as they did because of her. Maybe subconsciously I did.

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hhhhh ✨friends✨

[trrickytickle]

Phineas and Ferb tickle headcanons

you guys are feverish, a flushed color from crying out your tickly desires to my askbox or messages and I never echo back like a ghost town tends to. but @tickleu233 says "how about some tickle headcanons from phineas and ferb?" and i come screaming, with the souls of 400 stray banshees. LIKE LMAO IF UVE NEVER SCEEN PHINEAS AND FERB UM

but to all my requesters, (iykiyk) gitchee gitchee goo. srsly. i need to answer all dat grout in my askbox and im procrastinating bc i laughed at some random poast on the tickle tag for a straight min. ok im gonna try my absolute bestest

pictured, me when your mom

ALSO here's some research I compiled, study up

Phineas Flynn

okay what is the context for this

ok i feel like he wouldn't have problems or be stubborn or any sort as a lee. he's the bluntest yet most oblivious triangle lmao.

most frequent lees are ferb and candace, AND perry- they're siblings (family) alright and they got tons of bonding moments in the show, lol. esp candace when she gets REALLY high-strung, the boys gang up on her. it makes her W H E E Z E

has no problems with tickling. he WILL go a little too far as a ler tho. he seems like the type of mf to just be oblivious to the plight, and accidentally tease a shit ton. always gets wrecked back for being a little shit

it definetely inspired some of his ideas w/ ferb. maybe they got like 1212903109 tickle machine blueprints. like i can see them both planning to build one to annoy tf out of candace or their lil backyard gang. probbaly with the cartoon hands or some rotary feather blades HAOUUUGH cartoon tickle machines... i LOVE cartoony tickle machines u cant BELIEVE

SEE VIDEO ABOVE- they studied the reflexology of the foot lmao--- maybe that one blip in a montage lasted long real time

gets tickled by candace and ferb as well. prob w/ ferb its more brothery stuff like- rough housing and punch to the head while with candace its like affectionate? iykyk

Ferb Fletcher

BRI'ISH lmao

usually softspoken- laughs like thomas brodie sangster BC THATS HIS VOICE AND I LOVE TBS HES SO HES SO ok ill stfu

ler, his one line per episode can be reserved for a snarky teasing remark like "it's been one second." or something. definetly really blunt when it comes to tickling, keeps his same expression while his hands move dynamically, maybe.

embarrassed at being a lee specifically for vanessa. who wouldn't? goth gf omg

the most ler out of everyone here, he's literally so ler. Literally have not seen him laugh

buckles down laughing as a lee, usually wheezes a lot

Candace Flynn

me when I

HAUUUOOUGH that is a LEE. just.

she panics whenever "tickle" is said- probably second-ticklish to Phineas, worst spots are basically everywhere.

such a teasy ler, says stuff like "ooooh, you are SOOO getting it!" or even just straight up says "busted!". FEARED ler in the flynn-fletcher household, even by Perry. the fucking platypus

however that makes people want to get revenge. and revenge they get. super panicky lee, flinchy, leg-kicky, her laugh says it ALL. just- she has canonically been tickled TWICE, will bargain like HELL.

tickles her bf and siblings, verbal teases a shit ton

likes it when jeremy tickles her bc obviously, so it happens often, they switch. OH bless her, shes genuinely the funniest i thought she was annoying

does her little "hehehehe" AAAH

with her unlucky streak always ends up unintentional guinea pig for tickle related inventions.

Agent P

Heinz Doofenshmirtz

he's a platypus, but still. ticklish tummy and sides and stuff bc those are his anthro parts, pretends not to react in his disguise- but his "krkrkrkr" noise gets more high pitched and squeaky.

doof had to restart his monologue about some sort of bacckstory on why he made some random like banana-inator or something while he was being tickled lol

also under his tail and back.

once a tickling trap has managed to subdue him, but managed to get out. he's BAD fucking ASS guys i used to be obsessed with perry bc just- yes

laughter just sounds like the little perry sound ITS A CUTE SOUND

is also a canon ler. LIKE his little fingers omg

maybe his evil clone from the movies used tickles :> LIKE the dystopia setting that was so funny i loved it, i remember the hologram of major monogram showering

canon lee. take this knowledge as you will

either touch starved or absolutely tickle repulsed. perry canonically used it against him in combat

got tickled by norm before he programmed that out of him. some of the 'inators have turned on him. SPEAKING of that, great evil ler for sorta goofy hostage situations and interrogations. OWCA agent hostage situation, yk

invited perry over to work on his "evil laugh" or something would happen in the show and yk what else would happen.. maybe a tk fight

used to tickle vanessa a lot, she H A T E D it.

makes a bunch of stupid descisions that ends in him getting wrecked lol

Vanessa Doofenshmirtz

Reserved as fuck. refuses to crack, uses her stern voice through laughter, then breaks out into "KGH- HAHAHA-" sort of restrained laughter.

definetly had tickle-inators thrown at her as a halfhearted way to cheer this emo up by doofenshmirtz. i love doof hes funny lol

when she was friends w/ candace iirc, they probably had tk fights bc no matter how weirdly shaped they are, these are tickle headcanons, you can imagine them as regular human shaped lol

GOTH FRIENDS LIKE SHE HAS GLOOMY GOTH FRIENDS SHES A GOTH GIRL omg goth lee

this is what procrastination does to a mf but it was fun so it's ok I got to listen to the SONGSSSS THEY SLAP

[changbinslovelylegs]

Stray Kids reaction saying I love you for the first time

Chan

You and Chan hadn’t been dating for all that long only 4 months but already you could feel the feels. Chan felt the same which is why he sent you a surprise text that said to get dressed in your most pretty outfit because he wanted to take you out for a nice dinner. You just chose a simple black dress because you could never go wrong with a simple black dress. While out on the dinner Chan took your hands in his just after you finished sharing dessert, he stared deeply into your eyes and said “Y/N, I love you” Your mouth was open in shock but you were so happy that you repeated it back.

Minho

It happened very nonchalantly, around 6 months into dating. You and Minho were that couple who always played it cool because neither of you liked that cliché stuff. So one day when the both of you were just having a chill day together at home, watching movies and cuddling, you decided to get up and make some popcorn. “Hey babe will you grab me a coke?” Minho asked as you got up. “Yeah sure, regular or vanilla?” “Ohh vanilla sounds nice, thanks babe love you” You stopped in your tracks, so did Minho but life went on as usual once you turned around to peck his lips and repeat it back.

Changbin

You were very much an introvert, clubs, pubs and those types of places never interested you. Places like cool coffee hangouts, book stores or nice parks were more your scene. Thats where you met Changbin, he claimed he wasn’t a club person either so that drew you in, 10 months later and here you both were happily together. Changbin knew to be careful as at times you can be vulnerable when your anxiety plays up but that didn’t stop him from confessing his feelings one night. “Beautiful, I think I’m in love with you” You dropped everything and even started to tear up. “You love me?” you whispered out of shock and complete happiness. “Yeah baby I do, I love you so much” Changbin leaned in to wrap his arms around you and also kiss you.

Hyunjin

It was very unexpected, yes Hyunjin cared for you deeply but he wasn’t sure if right now was the best time to take the next step. This all changed however when you surprised him on his birthday with a home made cake and new watch. “happy birthday gorgeous” you smiled before blowing one of those wrappers that made that noise and popped a small canon filled with confetti. “You did this all for me? baby I love it and I love you” Hyunjin couldn’t even stop himself at this point. He just leaned in and gave you a huge kiss, “I love you so fucking much” he repeated again and again so in love.

Jisung

The whole night was planned, Jisung knew he wanted to take the next step but the said step had to be perfect. He had texted you while you were having lunch with Minho and Seungmin just to make sure you were having fun, not knowing that Seungmin and Minho were actually a distraction to keep you from the house. Jisung decorated the living room with millions of candles, rose petals and your favourite bottle of red. Once you got home you were so surprised by how beautiful the room looked. “Happy 6 month anniversary baby I love you” Jisung took your hand in his and lead you to the table. “Aw I love you too gorgeous thank you for this.”

Felix

It was only a few months into dating, but when Felix knew, he knew. Felix had planned a whole date day for you just because he felt like spoiling you. "Dam babe it's not even a special day, your so adorable for this" you giggle and continued to eat your slice of cake. "I did it because I love you" Felix looked straight into your eyes and it make you choke on your food. "Fuck baby, I should have waited for you to swallow first" he handed you a glass of water. "I love you too you idiot"

Seungmin

To say that Seungmin was a little shy was correct, you thought he was an amazing person but you were getting a little frustrated, it's been a whole year since the two of you started dating and you wanted to know where he stood. "baby can we talk?" you asked him, and he nodded his head. "Where do we stand, where do you see this going?" you asked a little more rudely than expected. "Oh um... your my favourite person in the world you know that!!! I love you so much, what brought this on?" you gasped, running over to him and kissing him, repeating back what he just said.

Jeongin

It was about 7 months into dating and similar to minho it was very chill and kinda an accident. you two were playing some uno to see who first got 10 wins and you made a deal that whoever won got to choose the takeout for dinner and the movie you watched. by the time the game ended, you had won by about 3 rounds, Jeongin just smiled while admitting defeat. "I won!! oh yeah" "good job baby I love you!" you stopped for a moment to register what he had said "aw I love you too, but you may not love me so much after I choose the movie!" "aw not mean girls again!"

[garyc0re]

regular show headcanons

BENSON - bisexual  - can’t convince me him and skips weren’t a thing before. i don’t think they would have been dating through the ENTIRE show but i just know they had a go at it at some point  - like the park dad, he’s adopted all of these idiots (minus skips who also adopted all the idiots) - he takes his coffee black  - autistic (special interest in cats !!!!!!!!) + bipolar  - when he gets drunk he’s the type to go around making out with people without thinking about it also he makes so many i love you speeches/gestures and he doesn’t remember ANY of it (he is Always Embarrassed after drinking) - he dyed his hair pink once for breast cancer awareness month and ended up unironically liking it. now he keeps his hair dyed pink! 

SKIPS - doesn’t really have a sexuality label but he’s experimented with dudes before and liked it  - (holds him in my hands) oh he is so transfem mlm - he’s like the second parental figure next to benson in the park  - mordecai and rigby are always coming to him for advice about really meaningless stuff. like we see in the show they come to him for big stuff but i feel like they (ESPECIALLY rigby bc of his dad) come to him for really small stuff like “what do you think is the best way to impress this girl” and shit - he is the token allistic 

POPS - queer. queer queer queer - oh he definitely had a weekend fling with a guy in LA - so so so autistic. also has social anxiety disorder  - i think he would be allergic to cats

MORDECAI  - unlabeled mlm only because he can’t figure out if he actually likes women or not - demiromantic demisexual - nonbinary transfem pupgender - autistic & social anxiety disorder - he loves soup (thats all i have to say about that) - fav genre of video games is FPS  - ugh he acts so straight. fucking loser  - anyway when hes drunk he says really dumb shit and it ends up in him spilling secrets or otherwise making a fool of himself - he has off and on body issues. catch him sporting a hoodie in 90 degree weather - he likes drumming on stuff as a stim - he has a lot of sensory issues related to noise/lights so he carries around noise canceling headphones and stuff

RIGBY - cinthean/gay grayromantic ace  - nonbinary transfem catgender - BPD autistic adhd GAD depression - go to therapy rigby  - anyway him and don are the bestest brothers - also he is dating mordecai because i said so - him an eileen are qpps - also fav genre of video games is open box/RPG type - he really likes tacky fashion - like he combines several genres of clothes and thinks it looks so fucking cool - catch him wearing scenecore shit mixed with alt clothes mixed with cowboy boots mixed wit- - cannot catch him without a stim toy - also his meltdowns are autistic related and his favorite person is mordecai

MUSCLE MAN - haha my mom. anyway hes bi and polyam and nonbinary transmasc amen - him and starla have an open relationship, they are both bi and polyam but mostly they just like to catch random people to make out with together - autistic and IED  - he is qpps with fives and respects all the aroace homies (minus mordecai and rigby)

FIVES - aroace transhet transmasc! celia is transhet transfem they are t4t - he really likes classical music (no one understands why) - autistic and semi-verbal. usually non-verbal but if hes comfortable with you he doesnt mind opening up as much - tends to have shut downs when things are too much so he will go to a quiet place usually with muscle man and try to calm down a little bit

[disneys-fast-play]

Get to know me lol

Uhh…. you must know homestar runner to understand this blog, if you research it, then you just experienced somethin somethin

Art tag: #tito does the drawing thing

RP alt: @bro-momento​

Here I am, succulent-bruh, aka OBDIA/BoomerDraws/OkBoomerDidIAsk

Starting off with my muse list.

v//as//e from VS br//igh//tside f//n//f(hidden song)

R//oul//x from de//ltaru//ne (wont do a visual this time sorry)

Any Ho//me//st//ar////ru//nn//er character (as long as its none of the minors, than ok) *mainly C//Z, h//oms//ar, f//or//t w//ay//ne, or st//inko//man* (I would also include the genderswap h//oms//ar cause yes)

haha new muse (those funky robots from d//elt//a//ru//ne)

fuggit. adding bi//ll triangle in here. 

(copied from @lulu-bye​)

✅WILL:  

.Weight gain/stuffing 

.Bloating via air, water, slime, ect 

.Berry bloating with simple/round fruits 

.Sweets wg 

.Force feeding(sfw) 

.Belly and full body 

.Noisy and achey belly stuff 

.Simple immobility (Yet due to one of my mutuals being uncomfy with it it will be tagged in the title as a lil content warning) 

.Heavy bottom 

.Any gender (I do primarily males/masculine characters yet im okay with other genders) 

.Oral/soft vore 

.Any gender pred/any gender prey 

.Fluff/cuddly/soft stuff (AKA: Basically my bread an butter) 

.Healthy shipping 

.SFW  

⚠️MIGHT/DEPENDS:  

.Sweat (Only a bit though not a whole lot) 

.Dark scenarios (Not straight up angsty stuff. More like comically dark) 

.Hiccupping (Depending on what the person is filled with) 

.Certain character designs (Depending on how easy or difficult it is for me to make pudgy) 

.Certain fandoms (Depending on the fandom and my experience with it. If its a fandom Ive never heard of then its fine I guess) 

.Slight messiness (Again only a lil bit) 

.Bloating via blood/anything "gorey" (Depending on a character. If its a vampire or something like that its a-ok and even makes sense) 

.Medical stuff (This one HEAVILY depends on the scenario. If its a silly/comical medical scenario like a FICTONAL bloating disease/illness or bloating via allergy then thats alright. Yet realistic medical stuff is a hard pass) 

.Parasite bloating (Depending on the scenario. Plz nothing inappropriate like "getting with it" with an alien) 

 ❌WON'T:  

.Bloating via piss, scat, c*m or anything like that (Ew ew ew no) .Slob/gross immobility (Again ew) 

.Uber bloating/extreme immobility (Not my type lol) 

.Gross gas from "both ends" (It makes me VERY uncomfortable) 

.Berry bloating with complexed/odd shaped fruits (Will be too difficult) .Breast, ass or any other inappropriate parts (Again not my type) 

.Angsty ideas (It doesnt feel right) 

.Death (*Throws up*) 

.Certain characters (Either I really dont like them or they're a trigger character.) 

.Vore through inappropriate parts (Sensing a trend) 

.Digestion and disposal (Yep. I see a trend) 

.Toxic/incestuous/p3dophillic shipping (Get your proshipping ass out of here) 

.NSFW (I dont see any of this as s3xual)

.I don’t do death feedism, health issues, etc.

ALSO A RP BLOG

WILL DO SFW WG AND INFLATION RPS

USE MY MUSES

MUSE ACTION LIST (credit goes to softfeedies and ginger-and-mint)

(Excluding Lick, stick a finger, and smack ass)

A. Tummy Traits

If all the characters stuffed themselves to maximum capacity, who would’ve eaten the most?

Who is most likely to actually eat until they’re that stuffed?

Who is most prone to tummy noises?

Whose stomach gets the most swollen when stuffed?

Who has the most sensitive stomach?

B. Tummy Troubles

Who’s most likely to get a stomachache from overeating?

Who’s most likely to stuff themselves to the point of feeling nauseous?

Who’s most likely to get burpy?

Who’s most prone to fits of hiccups?

Who’s most likely to need to undo a button or two?

C. Comfort and Care

Who is most likely to seek out tummy rubs when they’re stuffed?

Who’s most likely to quietly slip off and take medicine or make a cup of tea?

Who is the fussiest when a friend is down with a tummyache?

Who is most likely to affectionately tease an overstuffed friend?

Who is the best at giving belly rubs?

D. Stuffed Scenarios

Who is most likely to…

accidentally stuff themselves because they were not paying attention to how full their tummy was getting?

continue to eat on a stuffed belly because they’re enjoying the food so much?

wind up overstuffed because they hate to waste food and are determined to finish up all the leftovers?

stress-eat to the point of discomfort?

stuff themselves so much they have a hard time moving?

E. Food Preferences

Which character would be most likely to wind up stuffed...

Attending a potluck with a wide array of home-cooked comfort foods?

Picking ripe fruit straight from garden and eating it as they go?

Indulging on freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies, soft and gooey out of the oven?

Savoring a fancy multiple-course meal complete with wine, appetizers, a cheeseboard, and dessert?

Munching on salty snacks like chips and pretzels while multitasking?

I most likely prefer male inflation over female inflation

(in this blog, inflation, stuffing, weight gain, vore, and feedism is not fetish nor kink in this blog)

(pedophiles, porn bots, n@zis, autism speaks supporter, NSFW, Proship, etc.DNI) ESPECIALLY PEOPLE NAMED ZACK/ZACKY, NEMMY, OR RIO (a wise anon told me)

fatphobes you can kiss your ass goodbye because you WILL see a lot of chumby tumbies

fuck peta it smells like shit

And yes, im a minor.

I’m not interested in explosion/popping inflation, soooo ye i will not post that anytime soon.

Nothing I do here has any basis in canon, and that’s ok. 😌👌

block tw chomnk and chomnk ment if you can’t handle the tumby

I am a proud owner of a “I was here before Elon Musk bought Twitter” badge

ship list:

-CZ and Bubs ;)

-strongstar

-homsad (i think thats the ship name?????)

-kingsmith (i think thats the ship name??????????)

-Painting X Goblin (its canon so yeeee)

LGBT headcanons

-CZ: cis, bi

-bubs: cis, bi

-homestar: transmasc, bi

-strong bad: transmasc, gay

-pom pom: nonbinary, pan

-I can’t think of anything else

Oh yeah, about the muses…

I forgor to add spamton neo to the list, so I’ll just list him here

ABOUT ME: Nicknames: Tito, boomer, succ

Nonbinary Bisexual Lesbian (mspec and/or nonbinary lesbians/gays are valid)

He/they

My neopronouns are Be/Bem/Bemself/Beir/Beirs

AFAB, assigned female at birth.

Autistic

Will never shut the fuck up about homestar runner

Friends: @poggermanmcparfait​, @ma-ma-ma-mango​

Now more blog talk dammit!

ANY TALK OF INFLATION HERE IS PURELY NON SEXUAL

homsar my scrunkly scrimblo❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

mpreg will be tagged “tw letter m”

fully covid vaccinated

My Homestar AUs:

-CATCF AU

-aesthetics au

-emo/goth au

-daycare au

-meme country USA

-permaberry (new au!!!!!)

-and who could forget my Homestum runner (SFW tum au, mpreg included) au

CATCF au roles:

-homestar: wonka

-The Cheats: Oompies and squirrels

-King: augustus

-Homsar: charlie

-Strong bad: mike (strong mad and strong sad would go alongside)

-Marzi: Veruca (my best fren @poggermanmcparfait​ requested it)

(still deciding on Violet!!!!)

swearing in this blog? yes, lots.

block tw gore and tw flash and tw volume if you can’t stand the heat.

this blog is safe for mogai, jewish people, and latinos! (dream stans get the out) 

text posts are tagged “tito.txt”

stupid idiot student at Hellsite High™️

I’m also a writer that writes short fanfics, any category as long as they’re sfw and from fandoms I know.

Fandoms I know:

-Gravity Falls (won’t do fics of this one srry)

-Homestar runner

-BFB

-Cookie run

-Countryhumans

-fnf

-wii deleted you

-golden apple

-deltarune/undertale

-and catcf (won’t do fanfics for this one)

I also take requests!

Every Wednesday is

Wide Wednesday

Waistline, hips, inflation, gaining…

Ask my muses questions about a topic relating to their size today!

IMAGE SPAM!!!

(except for the porn bots, ew)

I am going to squimsh him so hard

Anyway, see you in hell.

[izzyfandoms]

Sleepality - Inky Freckles

SHIPS: Sleepality, background Virmile and Thomgan, and mentioned Dukeceit (though neither of them show up)

WARNINGS: Remus sends one text message with an implied threat (not towards the recipient), very very background sympathetic deceit and remus (they aren't acc in any scenes), mild swearing

GENERAL TAGLIST: @quillfics42 @ajdraws0430 @phantomofthesanderssides @creativity-killed-thekitten @phlying-squirrel @sly-is-my-name-loving-is-my-game @because-were-fam-ily @imtryingthisout @a-creepycookie @emo-disaster @littlestr @spooky-scary-virgil @fuyel @mimsidoodles @soupgremlin @aroaceagenderfluid @birdsbookshiddeninrealbirdsskin @quirkalurk @gingers-trashy-stuff @iinyxtello @justaqueercactus @melodiread

Masterpost

Patton chewed distractedly on the end of his pen, tapping his foot on his bedroom floor as his eyes remained on his clock, watching as the seconds and the minutes ticked by.

Five minutes. Ten seconds.

Five minutes and ten seconds until the moment he turned sixteen.

January 15th, 1:46 am on the dot: the exact date and time of Patton’s birth. Precisely sixteen years after that moment, his soul would open up, and the bond between him and his soulmate would be formed, like an invisible string from one soul to the other. Any ink spilled on Patton’s skin would show up on his soulmate’s, too, and vice versa. Of course, nothing would happen if Patton’s soulmate wasn’t also sixteen yet, but it was still a big moment in his young life.

(If he even had a soulmate, that was. Most people didn’t, but Patton wouldn’t lie and say he wasn’t hopeful.)

Four minutes. Thirty-six seconds.

Patton got up from his desk, pacing around the room a few times before sitting down on his bed, leaning back against the pillows and pulling his knees to his chest. Despite the coolness of his room, and the goose-bumps on his arms, he was dressed in a worn blue t-shirt and pyjama shorts, revealing as much skin as possible, just in case. His father, Roman, had gifted him a new pack of pens – the ones made specially to be safe for skin – and he’d picked out the glittery light blue one, his favourite colour, ready to write.

Three minutes. Twelve seconds.

“Come on, come on, come on,” Patton mumbled.

Three minutes. Seven seconds.

He yawned loudly, stretching and almost dropping his pen. It was late – much later than he usually stayed up. Patton was a well-behaved kid; he went to bed when his father told him to, never stayed out past curfew. He was usually fast asleep by 11pm at latest, so this was rather unusual for him.

Tonight was one of a kind, after all.

Two minutes. Fifty-one seconds.

The tick of the clock was maddeningly slow, every second seeming to take hours. Patton couldn’t wait for when he didn’t have to keep watching.  

He reached over to his bedside table, taking his phone and switching it on.

There was one new message, from his uncle Remus, sent a few minutes ago.

UNCLE REMUS

tell your soulmate if he ever hurts you ill rip off his dick and shove it down his throat

Patton sighed, switching off his phone and placing it back down beside him. He wasn’t sure why his uncle was so certain that he had a soulmate – he claimed it was because he was psychic, though his husband, Janus, had chided him and told him not to get Patton’s hopes up.  

It was hard not to be hopeful. Impossible.

One minute. Forty-nine seconds.

Patton chewed nervously on his lip, looking over his freckled arms and wondering what exactly he’d write to his soulmate.

Would a simple ‘hello’ suffice?

There was no point in writing a whole paragraph, especially when it was statistically unlikely that Patton even had a soulmate – and even if he did, perhaps they were younger, and their connection wouldn’t start until his soulmate turned sixteen, too.

One minute. Zero seconds.

A minute. A minute. A minute. Just a minute until Patton (maybe) talked to his soulmate for the first time. That was so little time – though it felt like so much.

Patton couldn’t help but burst into delighted laughter, and he was sure that if anybody was watching him, they’d think he was insane. The hope bubbled up inside him, like a cup overflowing with water, unable to be suppressed.

Fifty seconds.

He moved forward, and then lay down on his back, spreading his arms out like a starfish.

Patton tried to keep the hope down, tried to keep it from spilling over even more. Or maybe that was nausea, swirling in his stomach, but it almost felt too good to be that. Too happy. Too excited. Both, maybe.

Forty seconds.

Patton twirled the pen in his hand.

It slipped from his fingers, hitting the carpet with a quiet thump.

He bent down – wobbling slightly and nearly tumbling right off his bed – picking it back up and then sitting up again. He moved so his back was pressed against the wall, and tilted his head up to look at the pattern at the ceiling, counting each swirl.

He glanced back at the clock.

Twenty seconds.

His heart thumped loudly in his chest, and his eyes remained on the clock, watching it tick.

Ten seconds.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Zero.

Zero. Zero. Zero.

Patton sat up straight, squeezing the pen tightly, so tightly that his nails dug into his palm.

He pulled off the cap, dropping it on the bed beside him and holding the tip just above his wrist. His hand shook (nervousness or excitement? Both) as he pondered what to write for another moment.

He pressed the pen to his skin.

Hello?

Hopefully that was good enough.

Patton waited a few seconds, almost a whole minute, and then sighed, leaning back so his head hit the wall and closing his eyes. He was disappointed, but he knew that it was his own fault. He shouldn’t have let himself get so hopeful. Maybe he didn’t have a soulmate – that was alright, his uncles weren’t soulmates and yet they were wonderfully happy together.

(But his brother, Emile, did have a soulmate, and there was something amazing about the way he and Virgil could practically read each other’s minds, communicating effortlessly without saying a word. Patton wanted that. He really, desperately wanted that, more than anything else in the world.)

He wouldn’t cry.  

He wanted to cry, but he wouldn’t.

His lower lip trembled.

All of a sudden, Patton felt a funny sensation on his wrist, like someone else was writing on it – the non-existent pen so light on his skin he almost couldn’t feel it. Almost.

Patton’s eyes shot open, and he immediately lifted his wrist to stare at it, wide-eyed.

His breath stuttered at the words now written in black ink just below his greeting.

holy shit

Before Patton could truly process what was going on, before he could regain his breath, the sensation resumed, and more words began to appear below those first ones.

hi

guess im ur soulmate lol

Patton couldn’t help but giggle, practically vibrating with excitement.

He picked his pen back up, ignoring the slight stain he’d left on his bedsheets. He’d spilt enough juice and milk on his bed to care about one little stain, especially right now, when he had a much more important thing to focus on.

Oh my gosh!!!!!!

Soulmate!!!

Im Patton!

Patton Picani!!!

thats a lot of exclamation marks babe

Nervousness tinged the edges of Patton’s bubble of excitement, enough that he almost didn’t notice the use of the word ‘babe’, which made his heart skip a beat.

sorry

not a bad thing

its cute

Patton bit his lip, wiggling excitedly as his heartrate increased. He watched as the words continued coming. They were messy, but Patton was sure the handwriting was the prettiest he’d ever seen, though he could admit that he might’ve been a little biased. He would read a million books written in this handwriting.

im Remy

Sanders

my bdays acc the 16th lol

tomorrow

i turn 17

Its my birthday today!!!!

Only after Patton wrote that did he realise how obvious it was – of course it was his birthday – but he didn’t particularly care. The ticking of the clock had faded into background noise, and it was hard to believe it had ever annoyed him so much, though it was impossible for him to think of anything negative right now. He was floating on cloud nine.

happy birthday

were running out of arm space

id have to strip to get leg room

wanna gimme ur number?

Okay!!!

They quickly exchanged phone numbers, and Patton immediately grabbed his phone, creating a new contact labelled ‘Remy’ followed by seven colourful hearts – a rainbow of love. But before he could text Remy, Remy texted him first.

REMY:

what time is it for u

Patton glanced at the clock.

PATTON:

Almost 2am

REMY:

same

Realisation struck Patton, and his eyes widened with guilt and concern. He bit his lip, and quickly resumed typing.

PATTON:

Oh my gosh im so sorry!!!! Did I wake you up?

REMY:

nah babe dw bout it

i was already up

i always sleep late

PATTON:

That sounds unhealthy :(

Get some rest!!!

REMY:

ha

u sound like my dads lol

PATTON:

What are they like?

REMY:

my dads?

its just the three of us

their names are logan and thomas and theyre the sappiest motherfuckers on earth

gotta love em tho

theyre gonna be real thrilled when they find out bout u

bet theyll love you right away

wbu  

whats ur fam like

PATTON:

Oh! Well ive got my dad

His name’s Roman

He works in theatre!!! Hes so cool

And I’ve got my older brother Emile hes 22 and hes a therapist

He uses cartoons to help people!!

Hes also got a soulmate his name is Virgil and hes a florist

They got married last year and the wedding was so much fun!!! So many pretty flowers!!!

And I’ve got my uncle Remus hes my dads twin hes a writer and his husband Janus is a lawyer theyre also both so cool!!!

And that’s everyone!!

REMY:

if theyre all as sweet as u sugar then im sure ur all v popular

PATTON:

Well we do have dinner with our neighbours a lot!!!

Mrs Smith gives me lots of candy

Its often stale but I eat it anyway cos shes just so sweet!

Sweeter than her candy lol

Patton’s door suddenly swung open, and he jumped, his phone slipping from his fingers and landing right in his lap. His father, Roman, stepped inside, yawning and rubbing his eyes, wincing at the bright light that hung from the ceiling.

“You still up, Pat?” He asked sleepily.

He squinted, his eyes landing on the still-on phone in Patton’s lap.

“Who are you te- by the glittering horn of a unicorn! Is that writing on your arm?” He sat down, taking Patton’s arm and looking over the words. He then glanced back up at his son, his eyes shining excitedly. “You have a soulmate,” He breathed.

“I do!” Patton exclaimed, bouncing excitedly in place. “His name is Remy and he turns seventeen tomorrow and he’s just so cool!”

Roman beamed. “Wow, I’m so incredibly happy for you, Pat!” He said. Then, he chuckled, his smile turning a little teasing. “But... it’s late, and you really should be sleeping. And I’m betting that Remy should be, too.”

Patton pouted a little. “But it’s a Friday! I don’t have any school tomorrow.”

“But the family’s coming over tomorrow at 10 for your birthday, and I know you. You’re gonna be all grumbly in the morning, instead of our happy-pappy Patton, and that’ll be even worse the less sleep you get.”

Patton drooped, like a little wilting flower, but couldn’t deny that his father was right.

“Okay...” He frowned, picking up his phone, switching off the screen without looking at it, and holding it against his chest. “Can I at least say night to Remy, first?”

Roman smiled. “Sure.”

He leant forward, squeezing Patton’s arm supportively, before pressing a quick kiss to his son’s forehead. Roman gave him one last smile, affectionately ruffling his hair, before pulling back and standing up. He brushed the non-existent dirt from his pyjamas.

“Goodnight, Pat,” He said. “And happy birthday.”

In the excitement that was talking to Remy, Patton had almost forgotten that it was his birthday, and he blinked in surprise as Roman left the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

Patton then took a deep breath, before switching his phone back on to see whatever messages he’d missed.

REMY:

u rlly r an angel huh

PATTON:

Awwwww!!

Your making me blush

REMY:

thats the goal babe

PATTON:

Such a flirt!!

REMY:

im gonna be ten times more flirty when i get to see ur pretty face in person

PATTON:

How do you know Im pretty?

You havent even seen me yet

REMY:

i can just tell

im awesome like that

i bet ur the cutest person in the whole damn world

the whole damn universe

but while were on the subject of seeing each other

were waiting to meet naturally right?

PATTON:

Yeah!

Its good luck  

REMY:

yea

PATTON:

Welp!!!

Dad says I gotta go to sleep now!!

Night <3<3<3

REMY:

night xoxox

Patton switched off his phone, placing it on his bedside table and getting off the bed. He wobbled slightly as he stood up, suddenly realising how tired he really was, and quickly walked up to his fairy lights, switching them on before switching off the main light. He then climbed back into bed, settling in the soft nest of pastel pillows and blankets, and his last thought before he fell asleep was of his soulmate.

He barely knew Remy, but he already couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his life with him.

***

The sound of the alarm from Remy’s phone rang through the room, waking him up suddenly. His immediate reaction was to groan, shutting it off quickly and then returning to the warm comfort of his mattress and pillows and blanket. It was the weekend, he had no plans, so if his dads wanted him up, they could come in and get him up themselves. Remy wanted to sleep.

Then, the memories of the night before flooded back to him, and he shot up in bed, pulling out his arm and staring at it wide-eyed.

The words Patton had written last night had now been washed away – likely to leave room for new words and new conversations – whilst Remy’s words still remained, though now a little smudged and faded. The only sign that Patton’s words had ever been there in the first place was the new word on his wrist, just below his palm, in baby blue, like the ones before.

Morning <3

Remy grinned, jumping out of bed much more enthusiastically than he usually did, grabbing the black pen on his bedside table and rushing to the bathroom, thankfully not bumping into either of his dads on the way there.

He washed his arms as quickly as he could, leaving them a little sore and red, though he didn’t care, and uncapped his pen with his teeth, leaving the lid in his mouth.

mornin

!!!!!

Do you always get up this late?

Remy laughed. The handwriting was a little larger and a little neater than his, and each i was dotted with a heart, which made him even more convinced that his soulmate was probably the cutest person on earth.

what time is it

10:30

later usually

what time did u get up

8:30

oof

i could never

What do you do for school then?

suffer

Remy took the pen lid out of his mouth, pocketing it and twirling the uncapped pen between his fingers, watching as more light blue words appeared on his arm. The sensation was feather-light, barely there, but impossible to ignore.

Aww no!!

I don’t want you to suffer :(

dw babe ive got coffee

life saver

id die without it

100%

Well make sure you don’t drink too much!!!!

Its bad for you!!

dw my dad always tells me that

he keeps an eye on it

Which one?

logan

Okay

There was a brief pause, and Remy almost continued writing, but he got the feeling that Patton wasn’t done, so he just waited patiently, tapping his foot against the tiled bathroom floor.

Do you mind if I doodle on my arms?

I usually do when Im bored but I thought Id ask

I wont if you don’t want me to tho

go ahead

what do u doodle?

I usually just connect my freckles

Like little constellations!!!!

It was impossible to keep the grin on Remy’s face from widening – Patton's enthusiasm was adorable and infectious – and he sat down on the edge of the bathtub, crossing one leg over the other as he pressed his pen to his skin and continued writing.

u got a lot of freckles?

Yup!

Theyre everywhere

everywhere?

Yeah!

hm

one day  

im gonna kiss every single one of your freckles

(Perhaps that was a little bold for only their second conversation, but Remy was a natural flirt, and Patton was his soulmate, after all. He’d back down at any sign of discomfort, but so far Patton had seemed receptive.)

every single one

Thats a lot of kisses

not enough

but itll be a good start

A little, swirly scribble appeared just beside the words Remy had written – the universal key-smash equivalent for soulmates writing on their skin. Just the thought that he was already able to fluster Patton so easily made Remy very, very happy. He grinned.

Gtg! Presents time!

Ill talk to you later <3<3<3

later xoxo

Remy fished the pen lid back out of his pocket, capping the pen and pocketing it. He then strolled back out of the bathroom, down the stairs, and towards the kitchen.

His fathers were both sat at the kitchen table, eating breakfast and talking. Their legs were pressed together under the table, and it was clear they’d just been flirting. Both Logan and Thomas looked up when Remy entered the room, surprised.

“What kind of natural disaster got you up before midday?” Thomas joked.

Remy waved his arm, showing off the writing, and Logan choked on his coffee. Thomas patted his back a few times worriedly, and Remy waited impatiently for the conversation to resume, tapping his foot against the floor.

“Is that what I think it is?” Logan asked incredulously, once he was breathing again.

Remy nodded. “Yup. Can I make coffee?”

Thomas nodded slowly, but it was clear he was much more focused on the previous topic at hand.

“You have a soulmate?” He asked. “Oh my gosh! What’s their name? Aren’t you gonna tell us about them?”

“Well, his name’s Patton,” Remy began, heading towards the coffee machine and immediately getting to work to make himself a large mug. “It’s his birthday today – it was actually, like, 2am, or something – and he’s real cute. I think you’ll both like him.”

Thomas exchanged a look with his husband – the former much more openly thrilled, whilst the latter looked more confused, though undeniably pleased. He then stood up, opening his arms immediately.

“I think this calls for a family hug,” Thomas grinned.

Logan sighed, but put his own coffee mug back down, getting up obediently.

Remy groaned. “Really? Before my coffee? Do I have to?”

“Yup! Right now,” Thomas said, wrapping one arm around Logan’s waist and resting his chin on his head, keeping his other arm outstretched, awaiting their son. “This is a big moment! It calls for a family hug. C’mere.”

“There is no point refusing, Remy,” Logan said dryly. “I learnt that a long time ago.”

“Aww, you love me.”

“Of course. That is why we got married, after all.”

Remy groaned again. “Are you two really flirting, right now? Gross.”

“Well, if you want us to stop flirting, you’re gonna have to join the hug.”

Remy sighed exaggeratedly, dragging his feet as he walked up to his dads, reluctantly joining the family hug. Then, he pulled back as quickly as he could get away with, making a face and turning back to the coffee machine. He quickly made himself a large mug – with excessive amounts of milk and sugar, something his father would usually criticise, though he seemed to turn a blind eye for today.

Remy then sat down at the table, beside Thomas, sipping eagerly at his coffee and leaning back in his chair.

His fathers didn’t take their eyes off of his arm, clearly reading the words, and after about a minute, Remy rolled his eyes, placing the coffee on his table and crossing his arms.

“What are you looking at?”

“Attitude, Remy,” Thomas sighed. “Be nice. And we’re looking at your arm because we’re excited! You have a soulmate, that’s a really big deal! We should celebrate.”

Remy perked up. “Celebrate?”

Logan nodded in agreement. “Perhaps tonight we could have dinner at the Italian place that you like.”

“Ooh, the one with that fancy pasta?”

“Weren’t we planning on going there tomorrow?” Thomas asked his husband.

Remy blinked, surprised. “We were?”

Thomas blinked, and then gave his husband a slightly sheepish smile. “I don’t think I was supposed to tell you that.”

Logan sighed. “Well, I think we can put that off for tomorrow, then. Today... you may invite a few friends over.” Remy opened his mouth, but Logan quickly continued, interrupting him before he could speak. “Three friends, maximum. No parties.”

Remy pouted. “Only three? Lame.”

“If you complain, we’ll bring it down to two.”

“Three sounds great!”

***

Patton picked up his phone, holding it to his ear as he paced casually around his room.

“Emile!” He greeted. “How are you?”

“Happy birthday, Pat!” Emile greeted cheerfully, and Patton could practically hear the usual smile on his face. “And I’m doing great. Virgil invited his brother to dinner yesterday, so that was fun, and I had a real breakthrough with one of my clients, too. You?”

“I’m good! Hey, do you think this counts as Remy and my anniversary? I mean, I know we haven’t actually really met, yet, but it’s been a year since we first spoke, and we are soulmates. Does that count? Would it be weird to count it?”

Emile hummed. “I think that if you want it to count, it counts.”

“That’s a bit vague,” Patton sighed.

Emile laughed. “That’s just how it works, I’m afraid. How is Remy anyway? It’s his birthday tomorrow, right?”

Patton perked up at the opportunity to talk about his soulmate. “Remy’s great! He got a new job at the Starbucks near his house; he’s pretty excited about it. And yup, it’s his birthday tomorrow! He turns eighteen. It’s a funny coincidence, isn’t it? That our birthdays are so close?”

“It’s actually a lot more common for soulmates to have these similarities than you’d think,” Emile said. “Close birthdays, close locations, things like that. I mean, Virgil and I were both born in the same hospital.”

“Really? Oh, that’s cool!” Patton smiled.

He sat down on his bed, pulling his legs up to sit cross-legged, and moving so his back was against the wall, half-sitting on one of his pillows.

“Yup! I’ve researched a lot about these things,” Emile said. “And- oh, Virgil, there you are!”

Patton heard rustling on the other end of the line, like Emile was temporarily putting his phone down, probably to greet and kiss his husband. He waited patiently, humming a song from the Steven Universe movie and drumming his fingers against his leg. His eyes scanned the various words written across his arms. Shiny black and glittery light blue. There were doodles, too – lines connecting the dots of his freckles, done by himself, and little stars and moons and hearts by Remy.

Then the rustling resumed, more movement, and Patton stopped humming.

“Morning, Pat,” Virgil greeted.

Patton smiled. “Virgil! How’s work going?”

“Not bad. I helped a guy arrange a hate-bouquet for his ex-boyfriend yesterday, so that was fun.”

“Sounds interesting!”

Virgil hummed in agreement, and it sounded like he was nodding. “I’m gonna hand the phone back to Emile, now. Happy birthday, kid.”

“Thanks!”

There was another moment of rustling, and then Emile returned.

“Okay, Virgil and I have to get to work,” Emile said. “We’re stopping by later for dinner, dad already knows. And, before you ask, no I will not tell you what your gift is, you’re gonna have to wait and see.”

Patton pouted. “Aww, okay. Bye!”

“Bye!”

Patton hung up the phone, before switching over to the texting app, and opening up his conversation with Remy.

PATTON

Hey im running out of space

So im gonna clean my arm

Can you too?

Remy responded almost immediately, as he usually did.

REMY

sure

one sec

Patton smiled, getting up and pocketing his phone. He headed over to the bathroom, quickly scrubbing away the words on his arms (he could leave the ones still remaining on his legs and torso, for now), and watching as Remy’s words disappeared at about the same time.

He then returned to his bedroom, sitting back down on his bed and fetching and uncapping his favourite pen.

The moment the tip of his pen touched his skin, a small black dot appeared just below it, like Remy was doing the exact same on his side – unintentionally trying to write in unison. All of a sudden, a wave of peace and happiness washed over Patton, but the emotions didn’t come from within himself. No, they came from an outside source, from somewhere else. Not from him.

From Remy.

At first, Patton was confused, disoriented, and then his heart skipped a beat, and he lifted his pen from his wrist.

The feeling stopped.

He then returned the pen to his wrist, creating another dot of light blue ink. For a moment, nothing happened, the feeling didn’t return, but then a small black speck appeared just beside his.

This time, the happiness was joined by an almost cautious excitement, tinged with something else.

What was it?

Love?

Love.

It felt like Patton was loving himself, except the love came from elsewhere, it came from Remy. Like a warm, comfortable blanket of love, wrapping around him and keeping him safe.

Patton beamed, wide and toothy and delighted, leaning back against the pillows and practically wiggling with excitement, careful to keep his pen tip on his wrist. A similar, thrilled feeling came back at him, and Patton quickly realised that whatever feelings he was getting from Remy, Remy was probably getting some very similar feelings in return from him.

damn babe

either something v weird is happening to me or thats ur feelings im feeling

I can feel it too!!!

Oh my gosh!

good i was worried i might be drunk

Have you been drinking?

nah thats why i was worried lmao

would be v weird to be drunk with no booze

Well that sure would be unusual!

The feelings from Remy weren’t constant, they only surfaced when both Patton and Remy were writing at once – flashes of emotions that were practically addicting. He wanted to keep feeling those feelings forever.

this is v weird

on and off

think itll get more constant the more we talk?

like we wont need to be both writing at the same time to feel it or smth?

Yeah!

I think so

Thats what happened with Em and Virge at least

cool

cant wait

There was a brief pause, and then Remy’s writing resumed.

can we doodle?

might make the empathy connection thingy better

Sure!

Patton giggled, unable to help himself, before pressing the tip of his pen to one of his freckles and drawing a thin line from it to another. Then another and another and another. Over and around the written words. He wasn’t making any specific shape or pattern in particular, just connecting the numerous dots. As he did this, Patton felt new shapes and doodles appearing on his legs, though he couldn’t see them through his trousers. Hearts and stars and moons and pawprints, most likely. The last one was new – Patton’s favourite.

He could feel Remy’s peace and contentment and love (love, love), like it was flowing through the air and seeping through his skin, filling him with happiness. Sometimes, it even increased for a brief moment, usually just after Patton’s happiness bubbled over into delighted giggles. It was a cycle – happiness creating happiness creating happiness.

Patton loved Remy. Remy loved Patton.

Love. Love. Love.

***

“Hey, Remy!”

Remy glanced up from his phone, straightening up as noticed and watched his best friend, Toby, approaching him. His foot tapped impatiently against the pavement, and his sunglasses were on to shield his eyes from bright midday sun.

“Gurl, what was taking you so long?” Remy complained, stuffing his phone into his pocket and crossing his arms, practically pouting. “I’ve been waiting here for, like, hours.”

Toby gave him a dry look. “I’m ten minutes late.”

“And that’s, like, ten hours in gay-and-in-a-hurry time.”

“In a hurry? What the hell are we even doing? Your text was very vague.”

“Well, it’s my dad’s birthday in a-”

“Which one?”

“Thomas. Bitch, stop interrupting me.”

Toby laughed, and Remy glared at him. He held his hands up defensively in mock surrender, and then gestured for Remy to continue.

“Anyway, it’s my dad’s birthday on Sunday and I’m supposed to get him a gift. I dunno what, though, so you’re gonna help me.”

“I’m pretty sure you know him better than I do.”

Remy shushed him. “Gurl, I am not letting you get out of helping me. So, we’re going to-”

He suddenly froze, going silent. Remy’s brow then creased, too, and after a moment of stillness he began to rapidly pat his arms and legs, like he was looking for something, though he didn’t seem to find it. Toby gave him a bewildered look.

“Dude, what are you doing?”

“I can feel Patton’s emotions,” Remy said.

He could, but only barely – just little hints of Patton, pricking the edges of his soul – much less than he was used to, but still impossible to ignore. He was used to these feelings by now, always recognising them immediately, though this time it was... different.

“Okay... so, he’s writing to you? Isn’t that normal?”

Remy looked back at him, looking just as confused as Toby. “No, he isn’t. He isn’t writing to me. No ink.”

“He... isn’t?”

“I can always feel it,” Remy explained. “Always. But not right now. Why... why-” He froze, his eyes widening behind his dark sunglasses.  

“What?”

“He must be close. He must- oh my god, he must be close!” Remy looked around quickly, at all of the surrounding pedestrians. None of them looked right – none of them were Patton – but he could practically sense him. He was so close.

Toby blinked. “Really?” He asked incredulously.

“Yes. Yes, really. I know what I’m talking about!” Remy exclaimed, perhaps a little harsher than intended. “The empath shit only happens when you write or when you’re close. Gurl, that’s, like, common knowledge.”

Toby held his hands up. “Right, uh... sorry.” He cleared his throat. “So, how are we gonna find him?”

Remy’s brow scrunched up in thought. “I don’t know.”

His best friend shrugged, even more lost than he was.

“Maybe... maybe...” Remy continued, trailing off, before he suddenly straightened up. “It’ll get stronger the closer I get to him, so I just have to follow where it’s stronger, right? Like... like getting warmer and colder.”

Toby nodded slowly. “That makes sense. So, uh, walk around, and we’ll go in the direction that makes it stronger.”

Remy immediately began to pace in circles around Toby, pulling a slightly panicked face when at one point the feeling completely disappeared. Then, it got stronger, a wave of anticipation and curiosity, nervousness and excitement.

It suddenly hit Remy that if he could feel Patton, then Patton could feel him, too.

Patton was probably looking for him.

The corners of Remy’s lips twitched up into a smile. He was practically oozing excitement, and it was contagious, as Patton’s also seemed to increase – even Toby began smiling, too.

Toby patted him on the shoulder.

“Go on, follow your gut. I’ll be right behind you.”

Remy immediately turned on his heel, sprinting in the direction the emotions seemed to be coming from, and Toby almost tripped over his own feet following him. The empathy got stronger and stronger and stronger with every step, until it was even stronger than it usually was, and as his excitement further increased, so did Patton’s.

He rounded a corner, and immediately ran right into someone running at a similar speed, and they both tumbled to the ground with two loud thumps.

“Ah, fuck,” Remy groaned, closing his eyes and massaging the bridge of his nose as a jolt of pain shot down his leg.

“Oof,” The other boy winced.

His voice was like a bell, ringing through the air: suddenly the only sound that Remy could hear.

That was when Remy realised that Patton’s emotions were now equal to his own – mixing together in Remy’s soul until they were one and the same. It was almost like they were thinking and feeling as one, which was rather disorienting, to say the least.  

Patton... Patton was right in front of him.

Remy opened his eyes, immediately coming face-to-face with the most gorgeous person he had even seen – a wide-eyed and freckled boy, about a year younger than Remy, staring back at him with parted lips and an equally startled expression. He was wearing a blue and grey t-shirt, showing off his arms and the words Remy had written to him today, and all the constellations he’d doodled on his own skin. Now, Remy could see the stars that he’d been missing, and, in his opinion, they were even better than the ones in the night sky.

Patton.

Patton, Patton, Patton.

“Patton,” Remy breathed.

“Remy.”

Remy laughed, uncontrolled and loud and delighted, sitting up straight and taking Patton’s hand in his own, squeezing it. It was warm and soft, Remy never wanted to let go, and when Patton squeezed back, he felt... complete. Perfect. Heaven.

Patton smiled – like a shining sun, one that thankfully didn’t hurt to look at, as Remy couldn’t take his eyes off of it.

“Wow,” Remy laughed. “You’re... wow.”

“Wow,” Patton echoed.

People were probably staring at them – Toby included – but Remy couldn’t take his eyes off of Patton to check. Patton seemed to be doing similarly, his eyes slowly taking in every part of Remy’s body, before returning to his face, staring into his eyes.

Patton’s eyes were brown, like honey in the sunlight. Beautiful.

“It’s... it’s nice to finally meet you,” Patton said softly.

“Likewise.”

There was a beat.

“You are gorgeous,” Remy continued, the words coming out before he could stop himself. He almost regretted blurting it out, but then Patton’s face turned a particularly pretty shade of pink, and Remy immediately grinned.

Patton squeezed his hand. “You, too.”

“Oh, I know I’m hot, babe,” Remy said, making Patton giggle. “But you, you’re... you’re an angel. Like, damn, how the hell did I get so lucky? I must’ve done something really freaking amazing in a past life to have deserved you.”

“You’re even more of a flirt in person,” Patton smiled, a little teasingly.

Remy laughed. “I mean, I’m pretty sure I warned you.”

“You did,” Patton said, smiling fondly.

“Is it too soon to ask if I can kiss you?” Remy asked suddenly. His tone of voice was casual, like he was joking, but they both knew – Patton could probably sense – that he was serious.

Patton didn’t hesitate, answering quickly. “No. I mean, yes. I mean... no, it’s not too soon. Please?”

Remy didn’t waste any time, reaching forward, carefully cradling Patton’s face in his hand and kissing him gently. His lips were soft and warm and Remy never wanted to stop kissing him. Patton covered Remy’s hand with his own free one, kissing back a little clumsily, though it was without a doubt enthusiastic.

Then, he got a little too enthusiastic, and Remy tumbled backwards, pulling Patton along with him.

They broke apart, and after a moment of startled – slightly awkward – silence, they both started laughing loudly, and Patton climbed off of him. He finally stood up, holding out his hand and helping Remy up, too.

The pedestrians that had been watching them had mostly all moved on by now, leaving only Toby hovering awkwardly nearby. He had his phone out, trying to distract himself, give them some privacy, though he was undeniably still keeping an eye out. It wasn’t every day you saw a soulmate pair’s first meeting.  

Remy took Patton’s hands in his own, looking him over again and again and again.

An idea came to him – not a new one, one he’d thought about and talked about and dreamed and daydreamed about a million times – and he grinned in a way that he could feel made Patton’s heart skip a beat.

“Remember how I said I wanted to kiss every freckle?"