#use for edits ig... idk.

[nightmarereverie]

[als-basement]

woe wasteland au be upon ye

the dandy's world brainrot was so bad I put my oc in an au💔

CW: long post

all you need to know (mostly) about Panna

-certified girlfailure

-nervous wreck

-almost died on day 2

-sleep deprived artist

-crybaby

-kinda op but not really

-avoided making a mary sue by nerfing her to the ground

-oh the blot on her face? we'll talk about it eventually

demonstration of how her item works

about the being abysmal in close combat thing, I ain't kidding

the only toon she can beat in a fist fight is toodles

her physical strength is only as much as cosmo but at least he's got decent durability

like girl is cooked if she ever runs out of magic

that's what I meant when I say I nerfed her to the ground

she NEEDS to be group or else she'd just die (das exactly what happened)

really close with flutter and astro so ideally she can't be in a group with them cuz I'm mean like that:]

blake you've got competition

astro and panna's relationship is strictly platonic, almost sibling-like

maybe something something romantic implications with flutter but idk

oh and panna's a paintbrush if you haven't guessed by now

au by @fizzyboy

[preqvelle]

Papa v perpetua || Blasphemy, Heresy

[sleep-deprived-luka]

Gog au niigo for tonights doodle

[bajaja-blast]

Average pb listening experience (at least for me)

[this-is-fox-speaking]

SCRATCH N SNIFF REWRITE/REDESIGN

STRIPED HYENA!!!

used to be a normal, nonverbal patient of Sparklecare Hospital, but one day they tried to run away. this unfortunately ended with them getting run over by a speedy vehicle since they were in such a rush to get away from the Literal Murder Hospital that they weren’t exactly worried about looking left and right for cars. they WERE pronounced dead.. but the hospital is quite experimental in its treatments, as we all know, and they refuse to get caught under any means necessary.

scratch was stitched back together, cleaned up to the best of the staff’s ability, and somehow strangely brought back to life. the bad part was that they weren’t as lucky as they hoped- the experiment worked, but scratch was entirely different after the accident, a complete zombie of their former self both physically and mentally, they’ve switched to a more feral and ferry-like nature. they bit, they growled, they clawed- and the hospital could only deal with it for so long before they all had enough.

scratch was thrown into the city dump. the hospital assumed they were incredibly stupid now from their newly adopted personality and attitude, and hoped/“knew” they would just die there or eventually get picked off by someone or something. unfortunately for the hospital, some past patients were actually secretly living inside the dump for safe keeping, away from a world that would never believe their suffering. miley smiley and the rest of the chunklings. they took scratch in, and the rest was history. now for some extra small details!

scratch has a chewing and biting problem, and most often uses themselves and their own limbs. they’ll bite themselves out of relieving high stress or just some general need to randomly stim. (pls tell me if i’m using that word wrong i’m not fully aware of the whole stimming thing. ironic isn’t it)

they scratched over the gown themselves. they wanted to tear it off entirely at first, clawing at it during their fight against the staff because of just general malice towards the association, but were soon stopped and continuously forced to wear it. they DID however tear off part of their short sleeves to make them.. even shorter. they hate the feeling!!!

they were bright before they died, but the rotting of their body also dimmed their fur color, and now they’re just kinda.. stuck in a sort of dull-color stasis?

teeth are yellow because of the rotting and not properly taking care of themselves in a literal dump heap!!!!

they still speak in growls, dw. alongside other little noises like the usual hyena cackling (of varying emotions) or a bark that sounds heavily like they’re clearly mimicking a dog. just anything but words, basically!

forgot to put it back in, but scratch has pink paw pads! same dull pink as the rest of their body.

[not-dannyz]

chat, be honest, did I cook w these or nah?

[pairdelune]

one-sided v4v where the v2 fights are just a way to get attention but v1 doesn't care at all

[xmoonlitxdreamx]

did some scans of the 1999 version of the fbdo dvd cover art + inside sheet! here's most of the photos as individual pics.

(full scans under the cut)

[bottlingfandoms]

All day, I wish you to be okay

[hugh-b-like]

part of me wants to finish adding/updating the dra characters freetime event pages on the fangan wiki but the thought of having to add in all of yukis stupid little portrait icons again while also making sure it fits for all of his dialogue makes me want to explode.

this was genuine torture for me.

[iiep-wop]

Another Knights Tale edit!!!

My last one flopped so insanely hard on here but honestly oh well, 1 person fandom over here can't expect much lmaooo

[hello-its-j10]

here ya go *runs away*

edit: not my idea!! , was inspired by sm on tiktok i cant remember :[

[bloodypliers]

i hate that things cost money they should make things free if ur enough of a pervert abt them

[ssongsboo]

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⟢ 오직 너 하나면 돼 .ᐟ

you never thought you’d end up like this with junseok- pressed against the wall of his studio, his face inches from yours, eyes alight with something almost tender. every encounter with him had been a whirlwind of sharp words, teasing grins, and a fire in his gaze that dared you to push him a little further.

yet here you were, trapped between him and the wall, his gaze softened and unreadable, hinting at frustration and something else entirely. “why do you always have to get on my nerves?” he murmurs. his hand lifts, fingers grazing your jawline in a way that feels both daring and uncertain, as if he’s testing a boundary you never realized was there. you smirk, though you feel your heartbeat quicken, every inch of you aware of the closeness. “maybe because you let me,” you reply, your voice carrying a slight edge, masking the thrill his touch ignites. a heartbeat passes, and then another. you can almost feel his resolve crack as his lips capture yours in a kiss that’s anything but gentle.

it’s messy, a clash of pent-up frustration and undeniable attraction, each movement filled with the intensity of everything left unsaid. his hands find their way to your waist, pulling you closer as if he’s afraid to let you slip away, his grip firm yet careful. in the haze of the moment, the line between rivalry and something deeper blurs. the usual quick-witted comments, the playful taunts- all dissolve, replaced by an unexpected vulnerability. for the first time, you’re seeing junseok not just as your annoying coworker, but as something more, something softer hidden beneath his usual tough exterior. as the kiss deepens, you let yourself get lost in the warmth of his touch, in the quiet revelation between the two of you. finally, you pull back just enough to look into his eyes, searching for some sign of what comes next. “what do we do now?” you ask, the words slipping out before you can stop them. he hesitates, a flicker of uncertainty in his gaze. but then his mouth curves into that familiar, slightly lopsided grin, the one that always drives you a little crazy. leaning in, he rests his forehead against yours, his hands still gently tracing your curves. “i don’t know,” he admits, voice softer than you’ve ever heard it. “but i don’t care. we can figure that out along the way” his thumb brushes your cheek, eyes locked onto yours. “as long as i have you right now.” for the first time, there’s no need for the usual banter or defenses. you feel the weight of his words settle between you, the once-playful tension giving way to something softer, uncharted but undeniably real. he pulls you closer, his hands slipping down to your waist as his lips find yours again, deeper this time, as though he's savoring every second. the quiet hum of the studio fades away, leaving just the sound of your breaths mingling, the press of his body against yours, and the warmth radiating between you. his hands wander, sliding up your back and settling just under the hem of your shirt, fingers grazing your skin in a way that sends a thrill up your spine. he pulls back just enough to look at you, his eyes darkened with a hunger you hadn't seen before, a smirk teasing at the corner of his lips. "you know," he teases, his voice rougher now, "for someone who gets on my nerves... you sure do have a way of making me forget why." you smirk, fingers drifting over his collar, tugging him just a little closer. "guess i’ll have to keep you distracted then." with a low chuckle, he leans in, his lips brushing along your jaw, slowly trailing down your neck. the gentle graze of his teeth against your skin leaves you breathless, your hands clutching his shoulders as he presses you back against the wall. there’s a new intensity in the way he holds you, something raw and unrestrained, like every playful taunt and glance between you two has led up to this very moment.

"think you can handle that?" he whispers, his voice laced with challenge and heat, his gaze piercing and unwavering as he searches your face, waiting for an answer. you smile, leaning up to capture his lips once more, deeper, slower, pouring all the unspoken tension between you into the touch. you feel his body tense, his hands tightening around you, as though he's holding on for dear life. he breaks the kiss with a ragged breath, his forehead pressing against yours, and you can feel his heart racing just as fast as yours. his hands drift down your arms, fingertips lingering as if memorizing every curve, every inch. there’s a look in his eyes now, raw and unguarded, something deeper than just attraction. "maybe we should take this somewhere a little more... comfortable," he blurts out, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your wrist as he studies you, the suggestion hanging in the air between you. you feel your cheeks warm, a thrill sparking through you at the thought. "lead the way." with a playful grin, he takes your hand, pulling you toward the door, and as you both slip out of the studio and into the quiet night, you know you're crossing a line you'll never come back from. but as he glances back at you, his eyes filled with promise and intensity, you realize that maybe that's exactly what you've been wanting all along.. it’s a promise and a dare, one you're both more than ready to keep exploring. as you’re walking down the street with him you realize just how much he’s come to mean to you, the way he challenges you, keeps you on your toes, and pulls you into a world that’s more exhilarating- and comforting- than you ever expected. “i guess it’s not as complicated as we thought,” you whisper, half to yourself, your fingers intertwine with his, squeezing his hand in excitement for what the future holds for the two of you. junseok lets out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “says the one who started all the teasing,” he says, his grin returning, but there’s something warm in his gaze now. you roll your eyes but smile “oh, don’t act like you didn’t love every second of it.” his laughter echoes in the dark of the night, warm and unguarded, and for a moment, you’re both just standing there, laughing, feeling the weight of unspoken things finally lifted. he pulls you into a loose hug, his arms wrapping around you, his breath warm against your ear. it feels natural, like you’ve been here a thousand times before. and maybe, in a way, you have- just never like this, never without the masks. it feels like you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.

[fortjester]

going to a semi-fancy dinner party event tonight held by the local communist group which means any ideas of what to wear based on "semi-fancy dinner party event" are immediately cancelled out by "held by the local communist group". deciding on an outfit is going to be a nightmare.