#were bad because of how little drawing motivation I suddenly had

[quazikam]

if you're still taking doodle requests, maybe Mikan? :)

[sorry for how late this answer is! I lost drawing motivation for a bit]

thank you for the request, and yeah ofc!

I was originally going to just draw the one on the right, but I wanted to draw her happy too

[click for better quality sksk]

[justnatoka]

Hey there!! saw that your requests were open so i thought i’d share some inspiration<3

david x fem!witch!reader ??

big bad vampire x cutesy witch who could totally give him an aneurysm when he pisses her off vibes lol

need david who’s just soft on his little witch 🕯️🌙🩸

Big bad vampire and his little witch

David x Fem! Witch! Reader

A/n: Thank you so much for requesting! I'm not particularly into the witch/magic user reader fics, but I really enjoyed writing this one! I hope you will like it too, anon! Special shoutout to A Reading by @theyreonlynoodlesmike! It's an amazing fic with a witch reader, and it gave me a lot of motivation and inspiration for writing this.

Word count: 1.9k

Summary: You happen to catch the eye of a certain vampire one night on the boardwalk. All dark, mysterious and handsome; the intrigue in definitely mutual.

Nobody could deny that Santa Carla was a colorful place. People from all different walks of life ended up in the small beach town. It was a place where you wouldn't easily stick out, no matter how you looked or what you did. If a pack of vampires, and a very loud one at that, could operate here without being found out, a humble witch like yourself faced basically zero threat of being outed.

At least you called yourself humble, although in reality you were probably one of the more powerful supernatural beings living in Santa Carla. You didn't like to advertise it, satisfied with leading a quiet life. Business was booming anyway. The little shop you set up on the boardwalk offered a vast array of products and services. You sold all sorts of pretty but useless trinkets, stuff that caught the eyes of tourists because they looked interesting and otherworldly. But a good portion of your products were actually the real deal. Healing stones, charms for protection and prosperity, herbal teas for all sorts of ailments. For some extra cash you also made personalized potions, performed palm or card readings.

Your customers ranged from interested non-believers who were drawn in by your very deliberate aesthetic choices, to spiritual ex-hippies, all the way to people who believed the most harmless pendant you sold held some type of magical power. You've seen and heard it all.

Still, there was one particular person you couldn't help but be intrigued by.

It was an especially busy night on the boardwalk when he first approached you, the air practically buzzing with all the noise and energy. You just said bye to a customer when you felt it again, that light tickling sensation as the hair on the back of your neck stood up. Someone was watching you. You've been feeling it on and off for a while now, not particularly alarmed, more like curious. It wasn't out of the ordinary for people to stare, your unique looks and decorations naturally had that effect; it was something you've counted on to draw in new customers. However, no one has ever been this persistent.

And after a group of teenagers moved on from your table, in a small gap in the crowd you finally spotted him. A stranger, all dark, mysterious and handsome with bleached blond hair was leaning against the back of a game booth, taking slow drags of his cigarette. Even though you couldn't make out the color of his eyes from this distance, you knew they were trained on you with a stare almost unblinking. Just as he moved to push himself away from the wall, a group of people entered your field of vision, and the crowd swallowed him once again.

You were trying to see if you could catch another glimpse of him, but by the time that spot became visible again, he was no longer there.

That's why your heart jumped when the smell of cigarette smoke entered your nose, and he was suddenly standing right in front of you. Not many people were able to sneak up on you like that these days. You weren't even sure he belonged to the category of 'people'. There was a persistent tingling under your skin radiating from the small amulet you've worn around your neck, your magic signaling you that something was not normal about this guy. And as his eyes (a striking blue as you noted) met yours, you were certain he was not human.

You put on your most charming smile as you greeted him.

"Evening, mister! What can I interest you with? I've got many different magic potions and amulets for all kinds of problems," you started your usual spiel, playing into the bright and alluring witch persona you usually put on. Most people like it when it seems like you hold knowledge on all the hidden secrets of the world. They don't need to know that they are partially right.

"You." The single word cuts off your chatting, your rhythm faltering for a moment as his eyes bore into you, and he slowly blows out a cloud of smoke.

"Excuse me?" The tingling in your body started to intensify, becoming sharp, almost like a beast clawing against your nerve endings. It wasn't particularly unpleasant.

"I'm interested in you," he said, the corner of his mouth quirking up into a little smirk.

It was clear you were sizing each other up.

You were searching in the back of your mind for the source of this strange feeling. It was like the answer was right on the tip of your tongue, just out of reach enough that it was driving you crazy. He looked like any other young man on the boardwalk – although a slightly better dressed one –, but as you met his eyes curiously, there was something timeless about them. Then it clicked.

A sweet smile slowly stretched across your lips as you let the innocent facade drop.

"Show me yours, I'll show you mine, vampire."

His smirk became sharper, his irises tainted with yellow for just a moment, the stone around your neck pulsing in answer, the wind chimes hanging from the roof of your shop swinging gently without the slightest breeze in the air.

No one noticed anything, people passing by just as they did before, but something changed between you two that night. He didn't stick around for much longer after that, leaving you with a hint of that tingling in your magic, a lingering scent of cigarette smoke, a mind full of intrigue and a name.

David.

It wasn't long before he started showing up at your shop nearly every night. Sometimes he was with his friends, but most of the time he was alone. You had a feeling he wanted to keep your encounters to himself, and you couldn't particularly blame him. You've made some friends of your own since coming to Santa Carla, but you haven't told them about him either.

There seemed to be an unspoken connection between you, one that grew stronger the more time you spent together. Mostly, he would watch you work, listening in with interest when you performed your readings, asking questions when you made potions, or just simply keeping you company.

Before you realized it, his dark silhouette became a permanent fixture at your shop; taking long drags of his cigarette and leaning against the far side of the counter, close enough to make conversation, but out of the way enough that he didn't scare away potential customers.

However, sometimes he just couldn't help but intervene.

It had been a slow night on the boardwalk, with slightly less people meandering around than usual. You and David had been having light conversation on and off, both of you content with sharing comfortable silences in between.

For some reason, it was always nights like these when weird people found you. The guy that strolled past your shop was pretty unassuming, his eye briefly meeting yours before he seemingly changed his mind and turned back, leisurely making his way over to you.

An easy smile stretched across his lips as he took you in behind your counter with more curiosity. Something about it made your insides squirm.

"Hey there! Pretty sweet setup you have here," he greeted, motioning over your items and decor before his gaze returned to you once again.

You thanked him with your pleasant customer service voice.

"You run this shop all alone?" he asked after pretending to look at some of your merchandise.

There was some unspoken implication in his question that you couldn't quite place. Nothing seemed outwardly wrong about him, but you still couldn't help the hairs standing up on the back of your neck. It wasn't your magic warning you this time, this was the intuition of a woman who has seen things.

"Yes, I do. Have been for a pretty long time," you answered with caution.

His eyes squinted at that.

"Aren't you a bit young to be doing this for a 'long time'?"

Your smile definitely had an edge to it as you replied,

"You don't know how old I am."

Throughout your short exchange you have been growing more and more conscious of David standing not far away. He was half-blending into the shadows, not saying anything, but his presence seemed to have grown heavier. The creep wasn't noticing it though.

He leaned on your counter, his forearms messing up the neat arrangement of charms and amulets in front of you.

"So," he started, his voice conspiratorially low. "You really believe in all this supernatural stuff, huh?"

"I guess I do," you deadpanned. "Comes with the job description."

He breathed out a laugh.

"You're funny. But really, you don't have to lie to me, everyone knows it's all bullshit." There was the slightest hint of condescension in his voice. "Just a way for pathetic folks to deal with life. But you're selling it pretty well," he winked at you.

You were done. You could feel your heartbeat rising, the air around you pulsing with anger. But before you could open your mouth to do some damage, a growl sounded from the shadows lurking around your shop.

In your irritated state you forgot him for a second, but David was quick to step forward.

"I think it's time you fuck off." His tone had an edge that promised danger.

The creep blinked at him, caught off guard for a second. "Where the hell did you come from?"

He swiftly recovered however, answering David's harsh words with some of his own. "And who the fuck are you? I was just having a conversation with her."

David was suddenly standing right in front of him, his hand gripping the guy's shoulder painfully tight. As he leaned in close, his face started to change, his features looking less and less human.

"Fuck. Off." He emphasized his words by snapping sharp teeth at him.

The guy was just about soiling his pants. David gave him a rough push, and he almost fell over his own feet in his haste to scamper off.

When you looked up at the vampire, he was in the process of snuffing out his cigarette just before pulling out another, his face completely back to normal. Noticing your stare, your eyes full of wonder, he cocked up an eyebrow.

"What?"

"You know I could have fried his brain if I wanted to, right?" An amused smile was playing on your lips.

"I know, sweetheart. I just didn't like the way he was talking to you." He wasn't looking you in the eye as he said it.

Oh, he's cute. Your insides were turning mushy from him turning into protective, big bad vampire. With a radiant grin on your face, you beckoned him closer. A small flame lit up at the end of your pinkie, lighting his cigarette for him. Now it was his turn to look at you with wonder.

"Thank you," you murmured, very much enjoying his close proximity.

"Your welcome," he answered with a softness in his gaze that you haven't seen before.

You went back to your usual routine after that; you rearranging your items that were moved out of place and chatting with customers, and him standing to the side listening in. You know he noticed how your heart was beating faster, and he knew you noticed how he moved just a bit closer from his previous position. None of you said anything about the silences between you being feeling charged with something more now either.

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[loopdile]

loopdile so real. i have a Vision of both siffrin and loop being Deeply Deeply Closeted Repressed Transfem and having gender envy over odile and i feel like that'd do Something to the Dynamic. Something......... Something........................... well i'm not successfully envisioning it but maybe YOU are?

i am positively plagued by loopdile gender visions!!! maybe not the exact same as you're thinking but i think you will enjoy them. walk with me, anon, through the garden of my loop gender headcanons. it's kind of a big garden but we'll get to the odile part eventually i promise.

Before they were Siffrin, Siffrin had their gender on lock: something transfem, but also tied to unique cultural elements in some way, either the specific identity or the way of thinking about it or just the particular set of presentation options. Perhaps they even started fantasy HRT! But then they forget everything, obviously, including their identity and transition plans. They decide pretty quickly that they're not a man, but none of the alternatives feel exactly correct either; if their previous identity was presented as an option, maybe it would click and they'd settle into it pretty fast, but unfortunately that is literally impossible.

So, no clear goals in mind. And because of his forgotten past, continued memory problems, and constant traveling, Siffrin starts to really value the few things he can count on to stay consistent. He'd rather wear his comfortable hat and cloak than leave them behind in favor of anything more gendered. He'd rather stick with his familiar body than risk changing it. Still, maybe there are some changes he'd be happier in the long run to have made... but the process would be stressful, and he's got enough stressful things to worry about already!

But then we get to Loop. Who has already been changed, suddenly and irrevocably and so very, very accidentally. They are not Siffrin anymore, they do not have the hat and cloak, they aren't even human. They don't even really remember who they were pre-loops. There is no familiarity for them to cling to; instead, they're desperate to find things they can control, things they can change, proof that the world moves forward and they're in charge of their place in it. The motivation that Siffrin lacked, Loop now has in spades!

However, their negative feelings are more intense as well. They struggle to face real stakes, to put effort into anything too complicated, to try anything that might disappoint them. They take risks, yes, but not about things they care about; they take risks because they don't care. And they have a lot of other things going on, too, both practically and psychologically, so gender isn't their immediate priority. "Who and what am I?" is a very difficult question for them right now on multiple levels, a difficult question with only difficult answers.

But, starting with the practical: wearing clothes is an easy way to look and feel a little bit more normal, right? So they experiment, and they decide that dresses are just similar enough to the cloak to be comfortable, but distinct enough to not be as emotionally fraught. And they like them in a frivolous way that Siffrin was never willing to lean all the way into. Siffrin didn't put much thought or energy into his appearance, but Loop's inhuman form is a constant issue, so they might as well dress it in a way they like! Something good to balance out the bad, since they can't be neutral any longer.

And of course they think about body craft, though in a different context from most people. Even the nearly-human parts of their body are lacking detail, without all the right functions behind the form, and then other parts aren't human at all. Their body feels wrong, distracting, constricting. They don't understand how it works, and it draws attention they don't want, and it's not them. And yet, isn't it? Even if they'd been put back into a Siffrin body again, they aren't Siffrin anymore, either. Loop is what the loops made them. They want to change their body, to make it something they can be comfortable in, but they can't. Because body craft is a method of changing flesh and blood and bone, and Loop is not made of such human stuff anymore.

So we've got Loop. Trying to find themself, and maybe succeeding in some ways, but stymied or uncertain in others. Desperate to change, but scared to hope. To make a long story short, they join back up with the party, which brings its own set of problems, and yet... it's also a step towards fixing some of their problems, too. Most relevant to our post, here: Odile is a craft expert with a unique set of experiences. She's got a wide foundation of knowledge, since she's familiar with all three main craft types. She used to be part of Ka Bue's underground body-crafting scene, where she not only crafted her own body but also helped and taught other people; and unlike in Vaugarde, where Houses provide resources and education, Odile and her peers had to do their own research and experiments, develop their own techniques. She even has some knowledge of wish craft from Siffrin, and the way she stopped Siffrin from looping proves that she's unusually good at analyzing and adapting to new forms of craft.

So once Loop's dissatisfaction with and ignorance regarding their own physical form comes to Odile's attention, of course she offers to help. To see if she can figure out what their body is made of, and how it works, and hopefully, in what ways it can be changed.

And this dynamic with her... it's totally different from her relationship with Siffrin, both pre-loops and post. And Loop has always admired her, and here she is, talking about the confidence and determination with which she changed her own body, not without fear or frustration but not letting herself be slowed down by them, either. Taking her fate into her own hands and refusing to be anyone other than herself. And Loop used to feel that Odile understood them best, and losing that connection felt like the end of the world, but here she is, still! Observant and caring as ever. Dedicated to figuring them out again. Unflinching as she sees them for the strange thing they currently are, but equally unshakable in her insistence that they do not have to stay exactly as they are.

So Odile helps them figure out their body. Helps them with the craft itself, too, but even more than that — through both encouragement and example, she helps them be brave enough to genuinely try. To ask themself what they really want. To strike a balance between Siffrin's complacent hesitation and Loop's miserable desperation. To experiment, and face both the chance of failure and the chance of success with head held high. To hope.

Odile is not one for platitudes and empty positivity, after all. If she says something's possible, then it is, or she will make it so, one way or another, despite any setback. Isn't she proof? She remade herself, and she can remake Loop, too. Changing them, slowly and carefully and so very, very deliberately. Loop will never be human again, but they can decide who they are and become themself.

[xylomane]

𝙎𝙤... 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚...

Ft. Diluc Ragnvindr Context: You're bored after he left for work and he called you somewhere at night to ask if you want anything from the malls since he just so happened to stop by one. Teasingly and craving for naught, you ask him to buy you a lingerie. You wonder just what kind he'll pick. Does he even know those...?

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Ｄｉｌｕｃ

"Huh? what's wrong? It's just a lingerie, you're the one with a problem not me." You say nonchalantly through the phone. "B-but listen, okay? I'm not good at this and even if I am-" You dropped the call, not even motivated to listen to anymore of his stammers. He's cute but still. It's been fifteen minutes since you requested him for a lingerie and he's still not convinced to agree? How will you know his favorites now?You can't wait another day. You needed to know his preferences.

Diluc knew to himself that he really didn't mean to disappoint. He just... never saw himself suitable for these kinds of things. He is a gentleman of course, with a name and a status to protect. He can't just show up in a lingerie store and attract some attention, his sex life would be questioned if somebody were to recognize him. (Diluc is famously known as the son of the founder of the most successful wine company in the entire world)

Diluc, knowing himself as a pleaser, didn't want to disappoint you any further so he sends you a text to assure you that he'll make it happen: "I'm sorry darling, I promise I'll get you one. I hope it is to your liking." The moment he hits the 'send' button, he rubs his face and sighs.

Diluc goes straight back inside his black car to drive to one of his most trusted tailors. He has given them many commisions regarding clothing before, and they always come out stunning. He let himself relax over the cushioned seat of his car, picturing whatever kind of reaction you'll have on your face until he arrived at the pavement before the tailor's building.

Diluc tried. He really did. He declined the offer for a designer because he wanted the lingerie designed only by him. If he were to still get a designer for it, it might take a day or two before it gets finished. Plus... it's a little... embarrassing. Diluc gets uneasy just by thinking about it.

Diluc needed it done by midnight and it's currently 10:00pm. He knew he needed to hurry but now that he himself, being known to always have a phrase ready on any occasion, had been explaining for about half an hour to a tailor that felt like he was suddenly speaking gibberish, there's no doubt that the chances of making the lingerie might be delayed.

Finally, the tailor sighed at him, exasperated with all the mind work to understand his stammers. She simply told him, "Paper and pencil. Show me when ready." And she hands him two objects that made Diluc's confidence stutter.

Diluc stares at the paper and he feels his cheeks burn with shame. It felt like his confidence just depleted. He knows full well she's just as stressed as he is because, hearing himself, the conversation did not make any sense. But was it really that bad...? Where the tailor even needed visual aid FROM HIM because he sucked at explaining what he wanted? Diluc isn't one to drown himself in shame anymore, so to save face for himself, he actually got to work.

The tailor had been observing the young man behind the rims of her eyeglasses and goodness- she can tell this man is holding back. At some point, as she stuck different pins on a gown of her own design, she contemplated whether she'd rather ask him what he would like to see on a woman in bed or why he wants to see that on a woman in bed. In the end, she waves the thoughts way. None of her business.

Diluc started drawing, straps and laces here and there... rose patterns? Not bad. Is the crotch area too thin? He asks himself then resorts to erasing the entire sketch of the bottom garment away. Is the fabric transparent? Diluc's eyebrows point down. But... that's a little too... he felt his hands reach to cuddle his length, goodness how is he supposed to-

Diluc really wanted something, but he didn't want to make you uncomfortable so he kept holding himself back and doubting each design. Even when Diluc's head spiraled with ideas, he didn't know which one of these ideas intrigue you the most.

At this point, Diluc doesn't really know where to begin with anymore, his tried everything and it's almost been an hour. He didn't want to delay the lingerie any longer so he just followed his heart in the process. Ok... ribbons. Ribbons? Is that too weird on a lingerie? Surely not. Red lace ribbons? There? Yes, his mind liked those. Attached on what color though? Maybe something baby pink or peach. He needed them in two pieces of course.

Finally, he folded the paper unequally to four, stuffed it in his pocket, and then reached for the tailor to whom he finally said the design to. He didn't hold himself back this time and openly told her of how he wanted the lingerie to look. He wasn't planning to show it, but ended up showing it anyway.

"Good thing you got it done..." The tailor told him, letting out a sigh of relief as she placed measurements on a mannequin. "You sure have grown Master Diluc."

Diluc froze at that phrase. She's not lying nor is she wrong. All Diluc really wanted to feel was the lust in the look of you... breedable and inexperienced before him but of course he can't say that so he realized that after all these thoughts, he cannot talk back. He can't. Like, really. It made him feel so awkward that he had to think of an excuse to get out of the establishment. "I'll wait by the car." He excuses, "Just call me when it's ready. Make sure it's done before midnight." And they assure him that it is to be done quickly for the fabrics have already been chosen for the lingerie.

The tailor throws him one last curious stare behind her eyeglasses and then brings her hand to sew and get back to work while musing the unexpected request. (Last Christmas, Diluc asked the tailor to make a dress for you so she already knows your size)

When Diluc got into his car, he brought both his gloved hands to his face. What. A. Night. He didn't know it was THAT hard to think of a lingerie for you. All those thinking of how you would look on those or how it might terrify you really took a toll on him. He can't disappoint you. He mustn't.

Five minutes of breathing exercises and he would soon realize how less embarassing it actually is. Now that he thinks about it, you probably asked him to buy you a lingerie to see what he wants... if that's the case... then he didn't regret his final design. So long as the lingerie compliments your body and keeps you confident in bed he can just-

Diluc felt himself slightly aroused on his seat. He needed to get home. He opened his phone screen and it greets him with the current time: 11:17pm. Suddenly, there was a knock on his car window. Fortunately, it was the tailor's assistant, telling him to go see the finished product inside. He follows the man towards the establishment and when he does see it, he calmly accepts it.

Diluc got home at around 11:40pm and you were already laying asleep on the bed. Laughingly though, your fingers are way too close to your undergarments and Diluc can't help but muster a chuckle upon seeing you so innocently sleeping after maybe, pleasuring yourself. When he wakes you up, you realize you had accidentally fallen asleep after-

You tried to explain to him, throwing lies upon another lie, until Diluc shows you the custom-made lingerie he prepared for you. Your face burned red as he threw them on your hands. "Wear it." He tells you, "See for yourself." His voice is slightly gruff and yet it is calm and soft. You put it on inside the bathroom and... it had you speechless. The theme is cute but so... revealing. Is Diluc really... into this? The good boy, easily flustered, reserved Diluc you know? Shyly and awkwardly, you walk out of the bathroom.

"Everything is see through..." You mumble and Diluc trails his lips just on your neck to whisper, "You asked for my preferences, didn't you?" His voice was rough with warm heavy breaths tickling your skin. His hands reach to touch the back of your waist and pull you closer.

That night, Diluc was rough but aftercare was still done on both of you. (am legit blushing like a slut here lmfaooo)

Kazuha ver. here

[liillyliilly]

All Night Long

iwaizumi hajime x reader words; 1162 synopsis; the whole pen pal thing had been his mom's idea. now? he was glad that he had someone like her to tell everything to.

(So, if you just give me a chance, I can still show you romance)

Iwaizumi doesn’t quite remember when he started sending letters to Y/n. All he remembers is that his mom wanted him to diversify his communication skills, since he had only really ever talked to the boys on his volleyball team.

So, sending letters back and forth with a girl from Tokyo seemed like a rational solution to Mrs. Iwaizumi. Iwaizumi would send one letter one week and then she would send a letter the next one. And that’s how it had been for four years.

At first the letters were strictly professional. Asking about goals, academics, and life plans. Gradually, the shells of both Iwaizumi and Y/N were chipped away at. Divulging details of a bad kiss, or something hilarious a friend did. When she started to cut out classic memes, putting cardstock editions of volleyball player trading cards and writing out various links to Rick Astley's "Never Gonna Give You Up", Iwaizumi thought he met his almost heavenly match.

While she didn't play volleyball, she treated it like something special, and respected Iwaizumi's love for the sport. He felt proud when she acknowledged how much of a hard-worker he must have been to be ranked so highly in his prefecture with his team.

She also always knew what to write to him to help motivate him. Quotes from famous people never made an appearance, she just had the old soul wisdom to articulate exactly what needed to be said to him.

Iwaizumi does remember when he started to wait right next to the mailbox just so he could read her letter as soon as possible. And he does remember when it starts to take him longer than five hours to write a response. And he definitely remembers when Oikawa starts to tease him about his hobby.

“You actually write to her every week?” Oikawa holds up the basket that Iwaizumi keeps all of her letters in. Carefully they are sectioned off by year and then by month. He has written the date they arrived in the corner of the envelope so he can keep all of them organized. When Oikawa starts to pull out letters, Iwaizumi rips the basket out of his hands and holds it close to his chest.

“No, Shittykawa. It’s every other week.” Iwaizumi sides the basket under his bed before slumping back down into his beanbag.

Oikawa grins before sitting down on a chair opposite to Iwaizumi. “Have you ever thought about asking her for her number?”

“Why would I?”

“Because then you guys can talk, without having to wait two weeks before the other responds.” Oikawa shrugs pulling out his phone to mess around on it, eyes peeking out over his glasses to look at Iwaizumi. “Unless, of course, you're afraid.”

“I am not afraid.” Iwaizumi grabs his clipboard to start writing his response letter, her most recent letter sitting on his side table so he can reference it.

Except, this time, instead of a nice long handwritten letter, it’s a simple series of numbers. And a small phrase. “Text me?” Iwaizumi considers drawing a smiley face, or even just a small shrugging stick figure drawing. But he thinks that what he wrote is enough. He hopes it’s enough for her to contact him.

The walk to drop off the letter in his mailbox is agonizing. He retreats twice before his mom yells at him and tells him he needs to send it today or else the letter schedule will be all messed up. The thought of Y/N having to wait longer than seven days to get his letter suddenly becomes more of a worry than his potential rejection of swapping numbers.

On day one, the day after the mailperson picked up the letter, Iwaizumi's hands were perpetually sweaty.

On day two, Iwaizumi felt a little better, he could forget all about his pen pal and then it would be perfectly fine. Except he could never forget her.

Days three to six were a blur. His phone felt heavier each day, and he even decided to leave it home from school on day six because he kept looking at it for too long. Checking again and again for any new messages.

(I wanna get real close to you)

Iwaizumi almost faints when an unrecognized number sends the phrase, “I know who you are Hajime.” He grips at his heart before easing up when the next message is sent. “Because it's me! Y/n L/n.”

She sends him a lot of Godzilla memes. She talks about her day. She asks him about volleyball. She rants about the people she goes to school with. She is perfect to him.

His palms are sweaty as he wipes them onto his joggers as he stares at Y/n’s contact. The phone icon mocking him for his nervousness. He takes a deep breath. She had told him that she’s used to having her friends call her an obnoxious number of times, but that she likes talking on the phone because she likes hearing people’s voices. Iwaizumi leans back on his desk chair and runs his hands through his hair.

He had drank his mother's throat soothing honey lemon tea for at least a week leading up to his decision to call her. But the nerves about what his voice sounded like still irked him. He had been told that he had a rough voice by his friends. A dorky voice from Oikawa. A lovely voice by his mom. What would she think though? Her opinion was the only one that really mattered anyway.

He stands up and shakes his legs and hands in an effort to get rid of his anxiety. He jumps around in his room for a bit as he tries to get his energy out. Iwaizumi puts his hands on his face and reminds himself, calling people is normal. Totally and completely normal. But his reminder does nothing to ease how his right hand is shaking while it hovers over the call button.

He presses the button and hold his phone to his ear, biting down on his lip.

“Hello?” Y/n’s voice asks. And Iwaizumi’s heart races as it tries to find a way to ingrain her voice upon itself.

“Y/n! Hi, it's me Hajime!” He cringes when he realizes how alike he sounds to Oikawa. Enthusiasm didn’t fit the way he acted, but the way Y/n interacted with him made him want to be as keen as possible.

“Hajime! What’s up?” A large smile overwhelms his face as he rubs the back of his head.

Neither really knows how long they spent on the phone talking. But by the time it was around two in the morning, Y/n was snoring softly over the phone and Iwaizumi was breathing at an even pace with his phone sitting on his pillow close to his ear.

(All night long)

[mintsuwu]

Midnight Mysteries AU Q&A!

Hello! I´ve been opening asks on Twitter recently and a bunch of people asked stuff about the AU. So I thought it would be fair to share the information here as well to keep everynyan updated! I´ll also take the chance to reply to asks that I have pending in my inbox as well.

Which Midnight Mysteries characters would be magical fellas, like "madoka magica, smile precure"?

Probably Poppy or CraftyCorn, the latter was a unicorn after all 👀

Detective Bubbaphant looks like he needs serious therapy /aff

Oh trust me, HE DEFINITELY DOES.

Every single Critter in that AU needs therapy. That´s partly the reason why Rosie (Bobby) became a psychologist /hj

Can I give Officer Kicks a hug?

Sure you can!! Don´t approach him when he´s angry though.

Do you allow OCs/Fanfics or such for your AU?

Yeah, I absolutely do and it makes me so happy that people would like my AU that much! 😭🙏💖

Does CatNap have a tragic backstory or personal goal or is he bad just for funsies? :00

He sort of has a tragic backstory, not too much, but he definitely has his motives... And even though his intentions could be sort of good, his ways are not the right ones (?

Chat, what happens if Officer Kicks is angry?

Dear user, I pray that you never encounter an angry rooster in your life because one nearly attacked me when I was little and it was... Quite the experience-

That aside though, he has an awful temper and can even get violent at times. Kickin´s character development simply hasn´t kicked in yet.

Are LoolaLamb and CatNap dating or does he just like messing with her?

They have been engaged for years. They married out of convenience and their relationship isn´t fully romantic, but CatNap actually cares about her in a way and is kind of possesive of her.

How did you come up with the Midnight Mysteries AU?

Funny enough, the idea simply came to me one day in which I was listening to the Spy X Family openings, and since my previous hyperfixation was The Great Mouse Detective my mind suddenly thought "What if I made an AU inspired on both things?" That added to the fact that I always kinda imagined Bubba as a detective and knew I had to draw it sometime.

Does CatNap just manipulate or make deals with the Sugary Scoundrels to cause trouble?

Sort of! As those two grew up in the orphanage that he runs, it´s more or less their way to repay him the favor, even though they spend most of their days out on the streets roaming around. But they are also lowkey intimidated by Catnap... Though, Bunzo has it worse with Mistress LongLegs in comparison. PD: The girls, specially CatBee, really admire Loola! And the latter is quite fond of them too.

Will the Midnight Mysteries AU have a similar story to Poppy Playtime, or does it only have the characters in common with the original source?

It will most likely have a slightly different route as PPT´s story is not done yet, but there will be events of the AU based on it! For example, The Hour Of Joy took place as well, but the motives behind it will be different.

What year does the Midnight Mysteries AU take place in?

Historically wise, it would take place around 1930-50, I don´t have an exact year but I know it would hace to end in 5 given how Poppy Playtime takes place in 2005.

What was MM Catnap´s childhood like?

I still have to think better on it, but he was a wondering performer! Perhaps specialized in acribatics.

What sort of things did Huggy and his siblings do before working for the railroad? What were their parents like, were they even around?

Their parents died when they were still yound, so Huggy had to raise his siblings by himself. They were later taken into a circus, but things weren´t very nice in there... After leaving the circus he took part on several crimes, being the brute force of the villanous gang while his siblings were unaware of their brother´s felonies. But when he took part in The Hour Of Joy, Huggy decided to change his ways from then on and did his best to leave the past behind along with his family.

What are Angel´s pronouns in the AU?

He/They!

Is Angel close or affiliated to any of the characters from the AU (DogDay for example?)

Yeah! He is allies with Poppy, Kissy and DogDay. Angel shares a parent-son relationship with the latter as they practically raised the poor dog after he had gone through a negative moment in his life.

Is CraftyCorn in the MM AU, or does she have yet to be revealed?

... She used to be(?

Is Billie actually a boy looking for his dad, or a kid playing innocent to help CatNap?

He´s mainly looking for his dad! But I love that twist ngl...

Did DogDay get that scratch from CatNap or something else?

Yes, he got it from CatNap in a fight.

Is Billy´s mom, by any chance, Mistress Long Legs? Does she know?

Yes, she does know but perhaps she wouldn´t recognize him at first as she didn´t raise him and Billie wouldn´t even know how she looks like. Darwin tried not to tell him much about her and her deeds, or at least he wanted to wait and tell him until he was old enough.

How did Darwin go missing, did Billie witness it?

He got kidnapped, and Billie did witness it. He caught sight of the kidnapper but couldn´t catch up to them when he tried to go after his dad.

What happened to Angel?

Many things...

Does Angel have the ability to die and revive in the past before they died? The Angels from the other universes are able to do that too.

No... Or at least, they haven´t tried out yet, so who knows!

"Traitor"? Did Angel used to work for the Prototype before rebelling against them?

Indeed, Angel betrayed their comrades in a very critical moment and since then they all have been searching for him... CatNap mostly. Which is why they usually remain hidden, outcasted and only keeping contact with selective people.

[iu-xo]

"Like we've always hated each other"

Tantrum.

intro part 1 part 2 part 3

It took much less time than expected! I hope it's enjoyable to read, god this is so slowburn, so they still hate each other! But... do they really?

The sun... the sun that comes through the window... the fucking sun.

The most recent being to move into the hotel after its restoration, he was fighting a battle to the death with nothing more and nothing less than the sheets of his bed, nothing new for the king to say the least, In his mind it was the eighth time he told himself he would get up, And this was the real thing, he thought for the eighth time...

When he heard a door suddenly open, and even though he loved his daughter with all his heart, he couldn't wish for anything other than that she would leave him for another hour to rot for a little longer in his nest of depression and procrastination, Which didn't happen that way.

-DAD! I'm sorry to bother you... I know you were still sleeping and stuff! despite being past noon.. But your help would reeeeaaaally help me a lot rigth now!

Even though his body betrayed him and made him want to sink and become one with the mattress, knowing that his daughter needed something from him gave him enough motivation to sit up in bed.

-Whatever you need honey..

His voice was still hoarse and sleepy, revealing his little to none desire to exist at that moment, but surely when he did something he would feel better... he hoped.

The princess gave a happy squeal to take out some notebook pages with lists and colorful crayon drawings, and grabbed one in particular which she put on her father's nightstand while she put the rest away with some clumsiness.

-Today I have an activity planned but I mixed up my schedules with next week's, so I have nothing to start with!

The blonde looked very worried about this problem she had, and Lucifer thought that maybe she would ask him for things to buy and he could just magically appear them, piece of cake.

-So while I fix this I wanted you to put these flyers in the businesses that already gave me permission!

Wait. What?

the angel really thought He could get away with doing this quickly with a little magic trick, but he really had no way of appearing flyers in specific places which he had no idea where they were..

-erm.. Dear.. Can't we just put them in... I don't know... everywhere?

-Nop! Because today's topic is... consent!

She said while making a rainbow in the air with her hands , Therefore, the little angel had no choice but to personally walk through the disgusting streets of the pride ring... his ring. While he was hanging little pieces of paper on the windows of the shops of the ungrateful sinners that owned them. But... it was for Charlie... so how bad could it be, He stopped thinking about how bad it would be and instead saw Charlie's smile explaining how she wanted to deal with today's topic, he saw her eyes full of sparkle and got out of bed.

-Count on me char-char, I'll take care of it!

Charlie smiled from ear to ear and hugged him, leaning down, he had taken Lucifer a little by surprise but he gladly reciprocated

-Thank you.. means a lot.

They both felt a silence after that, it wasn't awkward, it was like they were telling each other without words that they were trying to heal something, And even if it couldn't happen overnight, they were trying, Charlie knew they would make it, Lucifer... he could only hope so.

But after that charlie decided to left the room to let her father get ready, she also had too many things to do, time was against her and she wasn't going to waste it.

-Well.. see ya!

She said goodbye with her hand, while her father did it in the same way, Once she was outside, the angel walked slowly to his closet, looking for something more casual, but ended up wearing his usual outfit but without his white jacket, he rolled up his sleeves and headed to the bathroom to fix his hair, he saw himself in the mirror for a moment, a wave of melancholy drowning him for a few moments, He saw himself worn out, tired.

He washed his face with cold water as an attempt to wash away the draining thoughts, it just... everything used to be so simple for him, at least sometimes... He left the bathroom and opened a window in his room, looking to breathe something other than his own self-loathing, A burst of sulfur aroma was what he found, he sighed, At this moment he missed the aroma of fruit and freshly wet grass... he may not be missing the regime of heaven but... that garden and it's smells sure were something else

He realized that he had gotten quite lost in thought, so he washed his face one last time Seeking to return to reality, and avoiding the hassle of seeing so many faces at the reception... he opened a golden portal under his feet that left him at the exit of the hotel, now he only had to...

walk.

Lovely.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•

-WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT.

A demon twice his size was shouting at him in the middle of the street, the lamb-like demon had bruises he was bleeding and holding the demon's hand that grabbed him by the neck while lifting him off the floor, he didn't seem scared, in fact he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear despite the dangerous situation he found himself in, as if he believed that at any moment one of his exterminators would arrive and take him out of there, or simply as if it didn't enter his head that he wasn't untouchable.

-F-FUCK YOU.. YOU.. FUCKING PUSSY!

He tried to get free even with less oxygen than required, he increasingly gained strength to kick his attacker into the pit of his stomach, leaving him breathless momentarily and falling to the ground, he took a deep breath and before the opponent could notice Adam was half a block away, he may have been out of shape, but he managed to ran into an alley and lean against the wall, while he saw the idiot run past him.

-SHIT- FUCKING- DAMN IT!

He dropped to the floor sliding down the wall, wiped the blood from his nose, then saw the blood on his hand..

Red.

His blood was... Red. Did he feel.. anger? No.. sadness? Of course not.. he was not a pussy.. He felt... To hell with what he felt all this was bullshit and he shouldn't be going through this! He shouldn't be here! He Should not.. he shouldn't be here...he was the first man...God's most beautiful creation! Fuck..he couldn't be rotting in this shit hole together with all these pieces of shit! They all came from him. where is his respect..

Interrupting his internal monologue bar existential crisis, he heard footsteps and unconsciously clung to the wall with his new claws, since he had arrived he had already escaped from five guys who were looking to kick his ass, perhaps a sixth could be avoided.

Humming a catchy melody, a familiar face passed by looking for something, looked at a sheet of paper, then at the shops, Then he approached the window of the establishment and stuck a flyer on it, without realizing the stare he had on him, Although of course, many people had looked at him since he left the hotel, he had had to send a couple flying, so it wasn't something especially peculiar

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

of all the habitants of hell... IT SHOULD BE FUCKING LUCIFER THE FIRST FAMILIAR FACE HE SEES?! This day, this place and all of this it's nothing but a stupid damn joke!

What the fuck is he doing? Hanging ruffles? Last time he tried to sell him that he was such a big deal, what was he doing hanging fucking pamphlets in the disgusting streets full of shit?

The gaze that Lucifer felt on his shoulder felt heavier and heavier, when he looked out of the corner of his eye he noticed a sinner looking towards the flyer he puted on the glass, and an idea crossed his mind, what would be better than advertising the hotel? Well, make it work of course! He could do this, it was just... talking to a stranger! Perfect, and the bad thing was that... he had to talk to a stranger. come on morningstar! For your daughter's approval!

-Heey you.

They both remained in total silence, panic could be seen on Adam's face, had he recognized him? It seemed like no... everything pointed to no, but that didn't stop his brain from wanting to run away and leave him alone in that moment, Lucifer had an ackward face and it shows in the way his eye twitched that he regretted his decision ever since the words left his mouth, but there was no way to take it back now, meanwhile Adam considered the possibility of just running away.

-I see you... watching from there! You can... read it. You know.. it's a pamphlet. They are for... reading-

He could easily smash his hand against his face in an exaggerated way, but this wasn't the time for that, if he brought a guest to the hotel today Charlie would be so happy! he can do it, it was like selling, It's not that he knew how to sell things... but how hard could it be

Meanwhile Adam looked at him with a disappointed face, his communication skills were as deplorable as they had always been, but he glanced at the pamphlet, of course, their fifth class hotel.

-It has everything! You should tell every person you see in hell about it.

Adam's disgusted face spoke for him, while Lucifer sighed, obviously it wouldn't be that easy to bring someone to the hotel in one day, but for Adam everything was going wonderfully since at least he didn't know it was him.

The feeling did not last too long, as he felt a figure forming behind him, heat emanating from near his back, the lamb-like demon feared the worst, and unfortunately he was right.

-To claim to be the first dick you are quite the pussy.

Said a demon behind him, twice his size, Shark-like, It was the guy from before for sure, shit-

-wait. what was that first thing you said?

before the words had a chance to come out of the angel's mouth in their entirety, He felt a gust of wind pass by him but as far as he was concerned, the wind doesn't scream.

As he turned around at the speed of the wind itself, he could briefly see his future guest crashing into the brick wall at the hands of the stupid demon who had interrupted his negotiation attempt, in a moment six wings came out angelically from the sovereign's back to place himself just in time between the two demons with a flutter of his wings, whit one hand he stoped the inevitable punch destined to hit Adam's face.

-Nobody taught you not get into the grown up's conversations... right?

He said this while a grin formed in his face, showing sharp teeth which this guy would remember all his life, Lucifer released the guy's fist to hold his wrist and with a twist of his hip he easily sent him to the other side of the pentagram.

-now. where did you get that phrase from?

When the angel looked behind him he could see nothing more and nothing less than two hooves walking away two meters away

-Shit shit shit shit shit SHIT!

Although Adam's intention was to lose sight of the small man following him, when he looked back all he could see was his imminent arrival to the ground, receiving a tackle from Lucifer, they both fell rolling around as if they were two little children fighting in the school garden

-SPEAK FILTHY CREATURE

He demanded, standing on top of the lamb, despite it being half his size and looking humorous, the truth is that Adam couldn't get out of his grip no matter how hard he tried.

-STOP BEING SO DAMN DENSE BITCH!

Oh God. He recognized that voice, he recognized that stupid self-nickname, and worst of all, he recognized that stupid tantrum.

-how the hell. are you here rigth now.

-Why should I say that to you, huh?!

-maybe because YOU DON'T HAVE ANOTHER OPTION?! MAYBE??

Both continued to struggle with each other, one to escape and one to have answers. Lucifer was afraid of letting him escape and that he could cause some trouble, although thinking about it carefully... he looked at his lamb's ears, his hooves, his eyes and his teeth... now he was a simple sinner, There wasn't much he could accomplish even if he tried, he'd probably be screwed, he may already had taked a few beatings even.

-Well, I have no idea! I hope that helps sucker!

He said and spit in his face, something he didn't thought about properly, or didn't thought about at all, The ruler's face was irritated, as if he were putting up with a spoiled child, well... that's practically what he's doing.

-That's all, Let's go.

He cleaned his face whit his sleve and grabbed him by the collar of his clothes and began to drag him along the sidewalk, he had an exhausted expression as if he didn't have what it took to face this situation today, although he probably wouldn't any day.

-the FUCK. ARE YOU DOING?!

He said, fluttering his black wings everywhere, managing to irritate Lucifer by obstructing his vision, forcing him to stop, to which he grunted in annoyance.

-Well. taking care of you! What else am I supposed to do! It's what I should always do! because it seems like your entire existence is made to cause me problems!

Adam's gaze could be nothing but anger, he struggled away from Lucifer's grasp, which was curious to see due to the difference in sizes, once free he turned around to look at him from the front

- YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT, I WAS MADE TO BE FUCKING PERFECT! YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT.

-If you were as perfect as you say, how do you explain this eh! How do you think this happened?! You are not in this putrid pit for being the dick of the dicks PAL!

The lamb growled in exasperation as he stamped on the ground with his right hoof, after pulling his hair looking to escape from his angryness he lookef at the little one in the eye.

- IF I DON'T CARE, WHY THE FUCK SHOULD YOU CARE, YOU PIECE OF CRAP!

He felt a lump in his throat, but not as painful as the lump in the throat of the king of hell himself, Why should he care? Why the fuck should he care??

-Oh then i saw You die a fucking WEEK AGO. and You expect me to see that You are alive and let you wander through hell knowing that any demon is out there KICKING YOUR FUCKING ASS?! A THANK YOU WAS ENOUGH!

Lucifer screamed as his eyes turned from yellow to red from how infuriating he found having to argue with this idiot, he was never particularly reasonable but right now he was more irritable than normal and had no idea why

- THANK YOU?! OH SURE THEN YOU THINK YOU CAN TREAT ME LIKE A CHARITY CASE FOR YOUR BRAT'S SHITTY HOTEL HUH!? Well I have news for you DUDE!

Adam He kicked dirt from the street, dirtying Lucifer's clothes, who coughed in response to the cloud of dust

-im not your fucking guinea pig.

He narrowed his gaze in disgust, looking down literally and metaphorically at his contrary.

-Are you allergic to kindness? or why is it that you can't accept a fucking favor!?

Adam's Contemptuous face became one of intense anger and he took a step forward and brought his face closer to the angel's.

-from YOU? Of course. Good joke.

Lucifer had enough, he wouldn't wait to know where this reunion could go, It's not even worth wasting his breath on... Adam. Or at least that's what he thought.

-you know what? It's fine with me. It's not like you're not used to everyone leaving you, stay like that, as always, stay alone.

The king shook his clothes to remove the dirt, with one hand he snapped his fingers and as he arrived he left, Adam was left with an unreadable expression, he didn't move from there, he just stood there.

still and quiet.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

The golden portal opened above the hotel's front door, since he had avoided greeting people in the morning he assumed he could say hello in the aftern.. nigth, it was nigth.

Well, anyways, he would greet them at night then.

Opening the door abruptly without worrying about whether it was timely or not, he stepped into the hall.

-HEELLOOO everyone! How does the night treat you all?

From there you could easily see the bartender behind the bar along with the little maid sitting at the bar playing with some dead bug, on the sofa lay their most exotic guest and a certain deer showed no signs of being close, much to the king's liking.

-we have been better short king, But nothing that a drink can't fix, rigth wiskers?

The feline rolled his eyes but smiled at the end, and began to mix different liquids, When he looked in the direction the king was his eyes widened in surprise

- wow. It looks like you were hited by a truck.

Angel Dust looked in the same direction realizing what the bartender was referring to, It really looked like they had made him crawl on the floor, well, in fact something like that happened-

- someone played too rough whit ya~?

Husk put his palm to his face as Nifty leaned over the bar counter

- I like rough.

She said, sketching a sinister smile, to which Lucifer reacted with a certain degree of displeasure, and Husk put a donut from the bar counter in her mouth to make her shut up for a little bit

- umh.. rigth. Well no, I wasn't hit by a truck, and no! Neither, the other thing. I just ran into a few issues. Nothing to worry about.

While this small exchange of words was going on, footsteps could be heard in the distance approaching faster and faster, ending with a hug from behind to Lucifer's surprise.

-DAD! What happened? It took you hours to come back!

-Oh come on, come on... it's nothing at all! A few small issues, a few hours! But everything is fine now.

While the angel convinced Charlie that it was nothing, sounds of static reached everyone's ears, covering them in the act, everyone anticipated the arrival of you-know-who, it was nothing new for him to arrive in such a dramatic way, especially if the king was there prior to his arrival

-How interesting... I would swear it would take more than a few small matters to delay the big boss.. a couple hours.

The one who had just arrived in the room exclaimed very arrogantly, with a smile from ear to ear per usual , Charlie watched him appear on the spot and waved happily, only to receive a greeting from the deer-like demon in return.

-oh oh oh If you only knew You little shit.

Lucifer smiled evilly knowing that if Alastor ran into Adam again the last thing he would do would be act with that arrogance so characteristic of his

-Honey there is someone at the door.

Vaggie entered the room and to the conversation to warn her girlfriend about the presence of someone outside, so charlie left the two old men arguing to answer the door

-Oh but tell us your highness, what were these "issues" then.

-Nothing that your walnut-sized brain can understand piece of-

Two brown hooves entered, stepping on the red carpet that covered the hotel's entrance hall, to which Charlie said very excitedly and taking small jumps until they reached the area where everyone was, her girl on one side of the stranger and her on the remaining side.

Lucifer's sight changed from being fixed on Alastor to seeing the newcomer and although the king was already prepared to smile at the person to receive them, when he looked at him carefully, the only thing that came out of his mouth was..

-FU- ADAM?! THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE.

When everyone heard who he was talking about, they stayed cold and glued to the floor. With his new demonic form, no one would have guessed that it was the leader of the exorcists in person, or rather... in demon.

-ADAM?!

-adam??

-THAT ADAM?!

-OH OH estás muerto CABRON!

-Mhhh..

After the domino reaction Adam with lowered ears tried to talk keeping his dignity and pride, not very successfully, with a stupid smile on his face he speak

-heey bitchees.. so.. what's for dinner?

You could swear there was the sound of a cane breaking in the background followed by a static sound.

[rook2ii]

wtf i just spent the last five hours making an entire fucking. essentially complete song. which i've never done before. i have not ever COMPLETED an original song. (i mean. it borrows a couple lyrics from some other songs in like. one part. but other than that it's all original.)

apparently my meds are way fucking stronger or something when i'm not at school because DAMN have i done a helluva lot over the last week.

(i uh. haven't worked on any school stuff yet... but still.)

here's the song if uh. anyone cares lmao.

warning tho ig that parts of the audio quality (especially vocals) might sound kinda shitty. but that was mostly on purpose lmao. there's not any sudden loud noises, but it might be a bit noisy in general?

idk, I really like how it turned out :3

lyrics (+ a bit of rambling) below the cut :> [[EYESTRAIN WARNING for the art I talk a little about there. Just different versions of the drawing I used as the cover]]

Cryptid mania hours~ Cryptid mania hours~ Cryptid mania hours~ Cryptid mania hours~!! Cryptid mania hours Got me feelin' like I got superpowers I wanna be fucking devoured Getting dressed up, my final hour Writing and writing and writing for days I got motivation flowin' through my veins I feel like a monster, I'm going insane!! Nah, it's not really that bad lol, I just... Got a little carried away I guess A million thoughts lapsed over each other There's so much that I wanna say, but You'll never hear all the thoughts in my brain I hide them, I hide them away! (Cryptid mania hours~) Lose, lose, lose my fucking mind Win, win, win until I die They're not like the other guys You can't tell from your disguise (Cryptid mania hours~) All my colors fill the scene My eyes are bleeding on the screen Fuck a path in the woods! I'm gonna write my own fucking destiny (Cryptid mania hours~) Ohhh~ Jump, jump, jump up high!! (Cryptid mania hours~!!) Ohhhhhhhhhh~~

Quotes lyrics from "LOSE, LOSE, LOSE" by kittydog and "Sun Spots" by ivycomb (+ a lil Slay the Princess reference lol)

Okay, so. I was thinking about how weird it was that it felt like my ADHD were being. a LOT more effective over the course of spring break than they were during school.

I've had a lot of spontaneous motivation, generally have had a more elevated mood, not being able to fall asleep, and having a lot more trouble remembering to eat to the point I would feel light-headed and almost not feel able to get up with how suddenly starving I felt.

I both felt more like myself than I had in at least a month and also like I was slowly turning into some sort of cryptid at the same time.

Which led to me drawing this piece:

Which then gave me the spontaneous idea to try to record a shitty song that encapsulated the feeling as well, remembering the time I saw kittydog improvise making an entire purposefully shitty song on stream one time (METAL PIPE CORE)

And so I made a little melody on BeepBox, then put it into BandLab, and then. Just started recording whatever lyrics I thought up basically on the spot with my laptop's shitty built-in mic. And then I finished it?????? And I actually really, really like it???

And while it encapsulates the feeling itself pretty well, the lyrics are just a little bit everywhere in terms of what they're actually talking about...

Some of it is just various thoughts and feelings were at the forefront of my mind, some random shit I came up with here and there, and, of course, quoting lyrics from some songs I sing to myself fucking over and over again.

Also, when I came up with the "All my colors fill the scene" lyric, I realized "Oh!! I should make a version of the drawing with 'my colors' (orange and purple) to use for the cover! :D"

so I did

Anyways. I'm so shocked that i just. made this. but i rlly like it. so.

Did I mention I made this entire thing basically running on fucking fumes?? Also that it's 3am where I live rn.

[sharpsuite]

@cartelheir played: [ JUST BECAUSE ] for chishiya :')

𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘: TAKE MY HAND PROMPTS [ JUST BECAUSE ] : sender holds receiver's hand, just because they can.

Maybe it wasn't so bad being dragged out into town. Despite how long Pat has been here, Tokyo is a city of ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES. There's always new cafes, boutiques, shows, events, and whatever else one might fathom. There will always be something to do or look at or visit. Chishiya hadn't particularly been one to go out much before the disaster and he still isn't out and about all the time like she is. But he's out more often than before and evidently she's deemed it necessary to drag him out into town. ( Though a little bribery never hurt to help MOTIVATE HIM to be a little less bratty about it. )

Chishiya sips at his drink as he casually trails behind Pat ; the same purposeful yet idle walk he'd often have strolling around the Beach. Occasionally he nods or lifts an eyebrow or offers a SASSY LITTLE COMMENT that has Pat shooting him a look and him offering a Cheshire cat grin in response - but it's nice. THIS. As strange as it still is to think about. Sometimes moments like this hit him with a nauseating intensity that leaves him more shaken than any death game ever had. It's always in the mundane moments ; when they're at the grocery store doing their usual shopping ( or god knows trying to find something imported for her ) or the casual greetings whenever one of them returned back from being out or simply passing each other in the living room. SOMETIMES THE REALIZATION OF IT MAKES HIM HYPERAWARE OF HIS REALIY. That's what years of being alone did. He brushes the thought aside and nudges Pat's shoulder with his to try to draw her away from the street vendors and performers as they walk. He move his free hand from his pocket to point something out and -

And suddenly she's got his hand in hers. Chishiya's eyes immediately drop down to her touch - BUT THERE'S NO PULL, NO GRIP DRIVEN BY FEAR OR STRESS. She's just . . . holding his hand. Casually, like it's no big deal. Like they do this all the time while shopping and exploring Tokyo. It isn't that big of a deal. Friends hold hands all the time, swinging their hands back and forth while chatting about this or that or trying snacks. He's seen it dozens of times but this is new. IT FEELS RIDICULOUS. In light of how they've fallen asleep on each other or curled up or when she kissed the top of his head, this should be no big deal. BUT IT IS FOR HIM. It still makes something in his chest rattle like a skyscraper in an earthquake ; uneasiness and uncertainty coloring the edge. It's a gesture that looks to gain nothing. Chishiya still doesn't always know how to handle it.

Chishiya can't remember when someone last held his hand. It certainly wasn't his father. Maybe his mother? He's had a handshake here and there but not THIS. This simple affection down without a second thought by Pat. Chishiya's eyes haven't lifted and his brows furrow slightly ; A PERPLEXED EXPRESSION PAINTED ON HIS FACE. Like he's trying to figure it out ; to solve it. ( Because, for Chishiya, that's exactly what he's doing. Solve the mystery of the gesture. )

What does he even do? What do people do? Do they just hold on? Is there a usual length of time? He doesn't know. Chishiya isn't used to not knowing.

Pat says something and Chishiya can only make a noise as he finally looks up towards her face. It's a slow process, like his brain can't process the reality its faced with. ( Surgery? Okay. Threats? Sounds fun. Lasers? Sure. Murderous games? Why not? Hand holding? Now THAT was crazy. ) His gaze flicks back down for a second before he lifts back to her and takes a sip of his drink, hoping the chill of the drink might shock his brain into doing something. Tentatively, he offers a slight, uncertain squeeze - barely perceptible as he finds his voice.

" Can you repeat that? I tuned you out two minutes ago when you were ranting about stitching on that woman's coat we passed. " Chishiya offers with his usual tease. Even if there's a slight waver at the start as he scrambles to try to reclaim his usual steadiness.

[paigia4]

Oldworldtale Chapter 4

"I want to escape control... I want to become the integrator of this multiverse..."

——Rebelde

"So...? How do you think I will cooperate with you?" Nightmare put his hands in his pockets and looked at the skeleton in front of him with a suspicious tone. The blue eyes exuded a faint light, and there were all kinds of suspicions in his eyes.

"I believe that while my goal is being carried out, you can also get what you need. I just need you to help me find those things~" The skeleton in front of Nightmare said in a teasing tone, exuding a very scary aura, as if it was a devil in front of Nightmare. Although Nightmare was not afraid, he was still a little breathless due to the oppression. After thinking for a while, Nightmare made a decision. "It seems to be a good proposal! I agree to your cooperation." Nightmare stretched out his hand, and the skeleton opposite him also stretched out his hand. "What a wise choice~ I hope our cooperation can last long~" The skeleton held Nightmare's hand. They both shook hands, but they had their own ulterior motives. No one could understand what they were thinking.

And there was a familiar eye in the sky staring at the two of them... and the owner of the eye tutted softly...

Coming to Kare's perspective... Kare was discussing with Jiuyuer where to go next. "Where are we going next?" Kare looked at Jiuyuer and asked. "I don't know... Let me think about it." When Jiuyuer began to think about where they were going next, a skeleton suddenly appeared next to them and patted their shoulders. Kare and Jiuyuer were directly scared! They immediately jumped away. They had entered a fighting state and were ready to fight at any time.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Calm down, both of you~ Don't draw swords when you meet~" The skeleton waved his hand as a drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Kare looked at the aura of the skeleton in front of him and felt the love of Asgore and Toriel for him. Suddenly, Kare was stunned... and Jiuyuer beside him was also stunned... because the skeleton in front of him was the skeleton that he made a deal with.

"You..!!!" Jiuyuer was about to say something when he saw the skeleton in front of him put a finger in front of his mouth and made a quiet gesture. Jiuyuer also remembered that the transaction agreement between him and the skeleton was not to reveal the existence of the skeleton, nor to say that the skeleton made a deal with him to help Kare.

"Do you know him?" Kare turned his head curiously and looked at Jiuyuer. "No... We don't know each other..." Jiuyuer used an indifferent tone to cover up the relationship between himself and the skeleton in front of him. "Really?" Kare asked with a skeptical attitude. "Of course! Do I have to lie to you?" Jiuyuer looked at Kare with a smile and slapped Kare on the butt. "Ah~ That's enough! Many times!" Kare's face turned red again after being spanked. Kare rubbed his butt and looked at Jiuyuer with a slightly angry expression. "So cute~ I just like to tease him~" Jiuyuer thought so in his heart and looked at the other party with a smile on his face. "So sir, why are you here?" Kare asked the skeleton in front of him with a puzzled expression, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other party.

"Then please allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Dust God, you can also call me God! I was traveling in the multiverse, and I overheard your conversation! So where are you going? Maybe I can help you!" DustGod spoke to Jiuyuer and Kare in a very polite tone, and made it clear that he was here to help them, and then shook hands with Kare. After talking to them, DustGod lit a cigarette and smoked it in his mouth. "It's nothing, actually. We are looking for a skeleton. He destroyed my home..." Kare's tone became obviously depressed when he said this, and the light in his eyes dimmed... "Oh! I'm sorry to remind you of bad memories... I didn't mean it..." God (referred to here) said to Kare in a self-blaming tone, and the smile on God's face also obviously became helpless... "It's okay, Mr. God! It doesn't matter to me, but I have to find him and take back the core of my world, so that I can rebuild my home!!" Kare instantly recovered his mood and his tone was still firm, and his face also returned to a slight smile.

"It's good that you are okay~ So are you looking for that skeleton?" God asked Kare in a puzzled tone, and the smoke in his mouth slowly spit out from his mouth. God's face was full of vicissitudes but full of mystery. "Yes! Have you seen him?" Kare looked at God with expectant eyes! God was stroking his chin while thinking. After a while, God looked at Kare and said, "I do know where he went. He is in Undertale now. You might meet him if you go there now!" God smiled and said to Kare. At the same time, he threw the cigarette in his mouth far away because he finished smoking. "Thank you very much, Mr. God!! We are leaving first!" Kare said with a thankful tone and directly pulled Jiuyuer towards Undertale... "I hope you can finish your story..." After saying this, God in the distance looked up at the sky... and stared at "us"

At this time, Nightmare in the anti-void was also walking towards Undertale. "I don't know why that freak needs me to go to Undertale to get those seven human souls, but after all, I can get negative emotions, so why should I care so much~" Nightmare said in a nonchalant tone, and directly made slime on the ground and turned into a pool of slime and moved towards Undertale. The two Sans came here and looked at the slime on the ground and said, "It seems that Nightmare has come here. Next, he may go to Undertale." The one who spoke was the familiar Dream. Dream was squatting in the slime left by Nightmare's movement. Standing next to him was Ink, who had his work belt stolen. He only had a few remaining emotion potions on him. "So you said Nightmare talked to a skeleton? And shook hands?" Ink asked Dream in a questioning tone. "Yes... and the appearance is exactly the same as the skeleton you described to me..." Darema's tone was full of worry. "Really? Let's go find Nightmare! That way we can get him to tell us who stole my work belt!" Ink said angrily, his face was full of anger, and his eyes turned red because of anger. "The point now is that we don't know what their purpose is... We don't know what they want to do..." Dream's eyes began to show worry, he was afraid that there was a deal between Nightmare and the skeleton, and it might threaten the deal of the multiverse. "That's true... Then let's go find Nightmare first! That way we will know their purpose!" Ink suddenly said excitedly, he pulled Dream's hand and jumped directly into the ink portal he had just drawn. Dream was pulled into the ink before he could react.

On Kare's side... "We have to have a question first... How do we get in..." Kare looked at Jiuyuer and asked, a trace of embarrassment in his eyes, and a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead. "I don't know either..." Jiuyuer scratched his head. He also had a headache because he didn't know how to get in... When Kare looked at Undertale in front of him and didn't know what to do... he saw the ink portal left by Ink who had just entered Undertale not far away. Kare walked over out of curiosity. Kare came to the ink portal and squatted down to observe carefully. "I suspect that this ink went in?" Kare raised his head and said to Jiuyuer. Jiuyuer put on a completely unbelieving expression and said, "Really? This round pool of ink is made of round stuff. Are you sure you can go in?" Obviously Jiuyuer put on an expression of disbelief. "Just try it and you will know!" Kare jumped in directly. "Hey...!" Jiuyuer saw Kare jump into the portal before he could say a word. Jiuyuer sighed helplessly and jumped in.

In Undertale... Nightmare emerged from the slime. As soon as he appeared, Nightmare came to Snow Town. He hid in a dark corner of the forest and observed. The residents of Snow Town were very happy, and every monster was talking and laughing. Nightmare felt the positive emotions of these residents, and he immediately felt annoyed. "Tsk... These positive emotions make me feel sick... But I have to do my job first, and then I can get negative emotions..." Nightmare wanted to rush out and catch one of the monsters, and let Killer appear to massacre them, but he had to give up after remembering his cooperation with the skeleton. Nightmare had to turn into a pool of slime again and move towards the place where the six souls were stored.

Kare and Jiuyuer also entered Undertale, but the portal appeared in... mid-air! Since Kare entered the portal first, he fell directly from mid-air into the snow... "It hurts... Why did this portal appear in mid-air..." Kare scratched his head and suddenly a voice came from above him, "WTF!!!! Ahhh!!!" Kare looked up and saw Jiuyuer flying towards him!!! Kare wanted to dodge but it was too late. Jiuyuer fell directly on Kare. The two skeletons were embedded in the snow. Kare raised his head first, "It hurts..." Kare pressed his waist. Jiuyuer looked up at Kare and said, "Why didn't you catch me just now?!" Jiuyuer's tone was a little blaming. After hearing this, Kare stared at Jiuyuer and said, "How dare you say that! You fell directly down, understand? I didn't have time at all!" Although Kare said this, his hand directly grabbed Jiuyuer's arm and pulled him up. "So where are we going next?" Jiuyuer looked at Kare and looked at the surrounding town. "I don't know where this is?" When Kare looked at Jiuyuer and said, a voice suddenly appeared behind them, "Hey, don't you know what to do when you meet a new friend for the first time? Turn around and shake my hand..." Kare and Jiuyuer's bodies were soaked with cold sweat. They didn't know what to do, so they turned around and shook the hand of the skeleton who was talking to them...

"Puff~" Suddenly, Kare and Jiuyuer shook each other's hands and suddenly there was a fart pad sound. "Hahaha~ This is a classic old trick, isn't it?" The skeleton in front of him was Sans! "Hey! Brother, you really scared me to death!" Kare said this while staring at Sans. "Hahaha, I'm Sans, Sans the skeleton~ Who are you? Why are you here?" Sans asked Kare and Jiuyuer in a funny tone. "My name is Jiuyuer, and his name is Kare. We are here to find a skeleton, of course not you, but a skeleton with cracks all over its face? Have you seen it?" Jiuyuer said to Sans while hugging Kare, as if to declare his sovereignty? Sans just smiled and said nothing. "What are you doing!" Kare gently pushed Jiuyuer away and asked "So Sans? Have you seen that skeleton?" Kare looked at Sans and asked. "I don't know. I just saw a pool of mucus, but I didn't pursue it." Sans shrugged and looked at the two of them with a smile. "Oh... okay then..." Kare suddenly felt depressed... "Do you want me to take you two to Snow Town?" Sans pointed to the Snow Town behind him. Kare and Jiuyuer looked at each other and nodded at the same time, so they followed Sans to Snow Town.

As Kare saw the residents of Snow Town along the way, he began to recall the time when he was still in his world, when he was also so happy... Kare's mood became a little low... Jiuyuer looked at Kare and had to put his hand on Kare's shoulder to express comfort. Sans introduced Snow Town along the way, and walked to Grillby's. Sans turned to the two of them and asked, "Do you want to eat something? Grillby's food is pretty good. Do you want to try it?" Kare looked at Grillby's in front of him, and he remembered the scene when he chatted with Grillby in Grillby's. How happy he was at that time... But all this no longer exists... Sans opened the door of Grillby's, and what caught his eye was the monsters sitting at the dining table eating. The monsters welcomed Sans when they saw the familiar figure. Some monsters asked Sans curiously, "Sans? Are these two your relatives? Why do they look so similar?" The monsters looked at Kare and Jiuyuer curiously. "No, they are skeletons from other places." Sans introduced the origins of Kare and Jiuyuer while chatting with the monsters. Sans sat in front of Grillby, "Grillby, give me and these two some fries, put it on my account as usual." Sans smiled and said to Grillby. ".........." Grillby turned around and went to fry fries.

Kare looked at the decoration inside Grillby’s. Although it was a little different from his original world, it still reminded him of the happy times in the past. After a while, Grillby handed fries to Kare and the other three. Kare looked at Sans and asked, "Sans? Has anything happened here recently?" Kare looked at Sans seriously. "What happened? Nothing happened yet? It should be that only humans came here~" Sans said with a smile, and Sans took out a comb from his pocket and combed his hair, although he had no hair at all... "Humans..." When Kare lowered his head and thought, there was suddenly an explosion outside! ! "Go out and see!" Kare pulled Jiuyuer and rushed outside, and Sans followed! .

Outside, there were monsters lying on the ground with serious injuries. Sans looked at the scene around him and quickly ran to one of the monsters and asked, "What happened? Why are you injured?!" Sans looked at the monster nervously and his tone was full of confusion. "Sans... Just now there are two skeletons that look like you hurting monsters... Go stop them..." The monster said to Sans with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Sans teleported the monster beside him to a safe place and rushed to the place where the sound was coming from. Kare looked at the scene in front of him and remembered what happened to him. His memories kept coming back, but time did not allow him to think too much. He and Jiuyuer followed Sans to the place where the sound was coming from. At this time, Nightmare was using his tentacles to tightly grasp the throat of one of the monsters. The monster looked at Nightmare with a scared expression... and Nightmare enjoyed the continuous negative emotions being absorbed by him. Suddenly, Nightmare was hit by a flying bone. Nightmare slowly turned his head to look at the skeleton that attacked him. It was Sans! !

"Stop it!" Sans summoned Blasters to attack Nightmare. Nightmare instantly turned into a pool of slime to avoid Sans' attack. When Sans was observing where Nightmare appeared, two tentacles appeared behind Sans and stabbed at Sans. "Be careful!" Kare summoned a bone wall behind Sans to block Nightmare's tentacle attack. Sans was also scared by this, but fortunately Kare reacted in time or Sans would definitely be injured. "It's a bit tricky..." Sans said this and looked at Kare, then nodded. They rushed towards Nightmare together in an instant. Nightmare looked at the two of them and directly hit Kare with his tentacles. Kare was also slapped against a tree because he couldn't dodge in time. Sans used teleportation in an instant and teleported behind Nightmare to summon Blasters. Nightmarw looked at the Blasters and directly summoned a large number of tentacles. Blasters fired directly at the tentacles, which were splattered by the Blasters' attacks, but they still blocked the Blasters' attacks. Kare appeared directly on the other side of Nightmare where he did not summon tentacles, and then summoned bones in front of Nightmare and stabbed Nightmare. Nightmare was stabbed by the bones because he did not react in time, but Nightmare seemed to be fine. He directly pulled the bones out with his tentacles and threw them on the ground, and then summoned tentacles from behind Kare to tie up Kare. Sans also summoned many bones to stab Nightmare. Nightmare directly blocked the bones with his tentacles, and then summoned tentacles to wrap around Sans' feet and threw him to the ground. The moment Sans was thrown to the ground, he teleported to Nightmare's side, but Nightmare had already guessed it, so he also summoned tentacles behind Sans and tied him up.

"You two are really good at cooperating! It's really tough on me!" Nightmare said in a mocking tone, and suddenly there was a light behind him. He turned his head to look... "Hey~? Are you waiting for me to become air~" The snake head on Jiuyuer's head condensed energy waves in its mouth and shot them towards Nightmare. Nightmare didn't have time to dodge and was directly concentrated by the energy waves and his body turned into a pool of liquid... Sans and Kare were also released... "Is he dead?" Kare asked curiously... Suddenly three tentacles grabbed the three of them. Nightmare directly reorganized himself with the mucus, and Kare and the other three were tightly entangled by the tentacles. "You three are really difficult to deal with!! But next is my turn!" As Nightmare finished speaking, the tentacles began to slowly exert force. When Kare and the other three were directly pressed by the tentacles and their bodies were in pain, suddenly an arrow shot out! ! The arrow shot directly at Nightmare! ! Nightmare let go of Kare and the other three in pain. Nightmare looked closely and saw the figure he was most familiar with, "Dream"!!!

"Dream!! Why are you here again! You come to disturb my plans every day!" Nightmare shouted at Dream. "If I don't stop you, you might do something outrageous!" Dream looked at Nightmare calmly and said. "You have no right to interfere with my affairs!" After saying this, Nightmare pulled out the arrows on his body and threw them back to Dream. Dream dodged the arrows thrown back by Nightmare by turning sideways. Nightmare thought in his mind, "This is going to be difficult... I'm already annoyed enough with these three, and here comes Dream... But I still lack a soul..." When Nightmare thought of this, he saw Frisk hiding in the distance watching the show. A smile appeared on Nightmare's face, an evil smile. Nightmare directly stabbed Frisk with his tentacles. When Frisk was about to click the reset button, Nightmare's tentacles pierced Frisk's chest and dug out the determination. "Frisk!!!" Sans shouted to Frisk! ! He turned his head and looked at Nightmare, who summoned Blasters to attack Nightmare, but Nightmare turned into a pool of slime to avoid the attack. "Anyway, I've taken it all, and I've gained enough negative emotions. I don't want to waste time here and entangle with them!" Nightmare thought to himself, and at the same time, he turned into a pool of slime and started to move at high speed, but after Dream shot a few arrows at him, he turned back directly. Nightmare looked at the skeletons surrounding him. "Damn it! I can't escape at all..." Just when Nightmare was distracted thinking, Kare directly rushed towards Nightmare's tentacle holding Determination with an extremely fast speed and used the broken bones in his hand to cut Nightmare's tentacle directly. Determination also fell directly with the tentacle. Kare saw the opportunity and grabbed Determination directly.

Nightmare looked at Kare in shock. He didn't expect Kare to take Determination away while he was distracted! ! Nightmare's eyes were full of anger! ! But he was helpless... Suddenly, the whole Undertale shook wildly, and a portal appeared behind Nightmare. A familiar figure walked out of the portal. It was the skeleton who robbed Ink's work belt and destroyed Kare's au. The skeleton snapped his fingers and the whole Undertale was just like Kare's au. The surrounding buildings and the sky began to become phantom and floated into nothingness. The skeleton grabbed Nightmare and entered the portal and left..... "Kare, everyone, run away! Otherwise, you will also become a shadow!" Kare loudly warned everyone behind him! ! Ink suddenly ran out and jumped into his ink portal with Dream. Kare also pulled Sans and Jiuyuer and jumped directly into the ink portal... and Undertale gradually drifted away and disappeared in the multiverse...

When they appeared in the Anti-Void a while later, Sans looked at the Undertale that no longer existed. His mood at this moment was the same as Kare's at that time... Kare had to put his hand on Sans' shoulder to comfort him... Kare looked at the determination in his arms... His eyes became very sad... Jiuyuer was also infected by the two of them... and became a little depressed... On the other side... "I'm still too slow... Otherwise, the determination could also be mine..." The skeleton said helplessly. "Why are you so slow, damn it!" Nightmare stared at the skeleton in front of him, his eyes full of anger. "If I hadn't come, you would have been entangled with them there!" The skeleton said to Nightmare in a cold tone. Nightmare had nothing to say and had to change the subject. "Here are the six souls you wanted! Here they are." Nightmare took out the six souls and threw them to the skeleton. The skeleton caught them and absorbed the souls into his body. The whole anti-void seemed to become a little dim.

In the sky, our DustGod was watching their experiences intently. "It seems that you are doing very well... Don't worry, I just want to see what you can do. Even if you become very powerful... I am always here to accompany you!!" DustGod looked at the skeleton with cold eyes. "Our story is about to begin." DustGod turned his head to look at "us" and smiled.

[twilightmalachite]

Christmas Live - Dot to Dot 2

Author: Akira

Characters: Midori, Anzu, Kanata

Translator: 310mc

JP Proofer: Mika Enstars

EN Proofer: ryuseipuka

"I could sort of tell that there was someone walking in front of me, but my head was so blank that I almost thought to myself, “Eh, maybe I’ll just run them over”…"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: Garden Space

Midori: Sigh, it’s so damn cold… I’m so depressed, I wanna die…

I seriously miss Morisawa-senpai right now for some reason… I wonder if that heater is walking around somewhere nearby…?

W-Woah—!?

I’m so sorry, I bumped into you! A-Are you alright…?

Huh? Anzu-san…?

H-Hello… I’m sorry, the cold weather tends to make me kind of absent-minded…

I could sort of tell that there was someone walking in front of me, but my head was so blank that I almost thought to myself, “Eh, maybe I’ll just run them over”…

Uwah? Please don’t scold me while wagging your finger… I’m not a little kid, y’know…?

I would’ve stopped myself in time once I had noticed it was Anzu-san, anyway…

I shouldn’t run over anyone, no matter who it is…? Mm~ I’ll be more careful next time, okay…?

Ahh—You don’t have to pick up the vegetables that fell on the ground… I’ll do it myself…

I’m sure you’re busy with work again, aren’t you…?

Huh? For once, you’ve got free time…? Still, I’d feel bad for making you help me with work that’s got nothing to do with idols…

Ahh, yes… I come from a greengrocer family…

But my parents are so crazy about our home’s business, that I almost question if I really do share the same blood as them…?

They made a contract with our school to be the sole provider of vegetables for the cafeteria, so… I deliver the produce in boxes when I attend school and stuff…

Midori: Without any pay for it, either… Since I’m just helping out my family’s business… That’s why I seriously have no motivation whatsoever…

But I kept skipping out on it, so my parents told me off… Like, today was another day where I went home as soon as classes ended and curled up under our kotatsu, but then got booted out immediately…[1]

They yelled at me to go and deliver boxes of vegetables…

But it’s just such a pain to do multiple trips between my home and school… So I tried to carry all of them at once…

But that meant I couldn’t see anything in front of me, because of all the boxes piled on top…

That’s how I ended up crashing into you… I’m sorry for that… Ahh, I’m so depressed… I’m such a mess no matter what, aren’t I…?

I’m such an eyesore because of my huge size… I’m better off burying myself along with the burdocks…

Fweh? Why are you suddenly asking me to look at something…?

Mm…? There’s a drawing in your notebook…?

Fwaaah—What is this!? It’s so cute! ☆ I’ve never seen this design before; what’s this yuruchara’s name?[2]

Is it one of your new designs, Anzu-san…!?

Sooo cute! Looking at it makes me go crazy! Ahh~ It’s soothing me to the point that my head’s spinning~…☆

Huh? It was drawn by someone named “Fushimi”, a member of fine…? I-It’s a turkey…?

Wow, that’s mind-blowing… I would’ve never known what it was if you never told me… ♪

Just incredible! No wonder he’s a member of the strongest unit in Yumenosaki Academy! This “Fushimi” person from fine… I’m going to pay close attention to him from now on…☆

Ehehe. Thank you, Anzu-san… I feel a little better now…♪

Let’s pick up the vegetables… I’m so sorry to make you help me…

Ahh, what a mess… They’re scattered everywhere…

Fwah!? I-I’m so sorry! We both tried to pick up the same one, and I ended up accidentally touching your hand…

I’m really sorry for like, everything… Please put all the dented or damaged ones in this box…

They don’t have any market value anymore…

Huh? Ah, yes, you can have the bruised vegetables if you like… We were either going to sell them for cheap in bulk, or have it for dinner tonight, so…?

You can take as many as you like; it’s my apology for bumping into you…♪

Heheh. Anzu-san, you’re fine with accepting even the ones that are damaged and dented, huh…? ♪

Mm…? What’re you looking at, Anzu-san…?

Kanata: … …

Midori: Ahh, Shinkai-senpai’s floating in the fountain… That’s just the norm at this point, right~…? Though I was also shocked at first when I’d see him there…

But I’m pretty used to the sight by now… Mm, mmm…?

Kanata: … …

Midori: Huh…? Shinkai-senpai isn’t budging one bit, is he…?

Oh yeah, the temperature’s so low today, frost could form… If he bathes in water when it’s this damn cold, won’t he straight up die…?

Actually, in the worst case, he might’ve already frozen up in the water…?

Crap…!? Hold on, I’m going to go check how he’s doing! Anzu-san, please keep an eye on the vegetables in case someone tries to steal them!

Shinkai-senpai~!! Are you alriiiighttt…!?

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Another story that shows another winter day of Midori skipping out on carrying produce boxes is Zodiac – Senpai Turned Into A Dog!?

Yuruchara, yuru meaning “loose,” “soft,” “laid-back,” + the word “character”. Yuruchara are mascot characters, their defining features are that they have very peculiar designs, ranging from bizarre-cute to adorkable, as well as being used all across Japan for PR purposes, in companies, prefectures, etc… For more information please see this.

[nyctophobia-au]

Where I've Been

Okay, so, 'sup babygrills. This is going to be a bit of a lengthy post, but I feel like I should update followers on here as to where I've been because I haven't been active for, like, months.

If you don't care to read all of the stuff under the cut, that's fine. Here's my TL;DR: I've been having issues with mental illness, trauma, motivation, gender dysphoria (?), and have been busy with college and YouTube/social media stuff. However, luckily my HK special interest has returned and I plan on posting more often hopefully. (Mild cw for mental health mentions ig.)

Okay, so, to begin, I've been gone a lot due to responsibilities outside of making Nyctophobia content. So, up until recently, I've been working on graduating from college. I've been finishing up my final class this Summer, but last quarter in the Spring was really difficult for me time-wise and mental health-wise. I've had a lot of issues with depression and anxiety throughout my life, and being at college was torturous and sapped all of my energy. It did not help that, last quarter, I had to be there at the college for six hours of my day five days a week. It was not easy to make art for myself and my channel, much less for this blog.

Outside of college, and I've mentioned this before in passing, but I also make YouTube videos and, at the moment, YT is my income (alongside comms as well). I've been pretty focused on keeping my my schedule at least a little bit consistent, and that alone has been draining and tiring. It also affects the kind of art that I can create, as I have to draw certain things for certain videos. I've been really weary when it comes to making content as of late, and I really need to take a small break so that I can work on stuff I actually want to work on rather than being stuck drawing certain things for the sake of videos I'm not inspired to make.

Pivoting more into specifics about my mental health, I have been needing to see a therapist for a long while, but I haven't had the motivation or the funds to pursue that option up until recently. Hopefully, I will be attending therapy soon. Last year in, uhm, September I had a particularly bad mental health episode and I've come to realise that some events that happened during that time have left me with trauma that I'm still currently working past and healing from. I've had issues with self-harm, depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, and self-perception for a long time, but in the Spring they were stifling and impossible to ignore. Lately, they have been better, though. So, that's nice. There hasn't been just the usual stuff lately (oh no, that's be too easy), but I've gotten jumpscared with gender issues (hooray, my favourite /s) during this time, and am struggling with my self-perception regarding my gender up to current day. (Hi, I currently go by Rot or Sexy Fictional Bug Enthusiast and my pronouns are they/them, but they may very well be they/he soon). Also, I had a bad identity crisis a couple of months ago and had to do this whole rebrand thing that was a lot of work and it kinda sucked away a lot of energy and time.

On top of all of that, ya boy's special interest metre has been focused primarily on OC stuff and other things outside of HK. It's pretty well-known that I have autism and Hollow Knight is one of my special interests. I'm unsure how it works for most people, but my fixations tend to come in waves and fluctuate (though super special meaningful ones stick for a long time). So, like, I had this whole issue with my mind always being fixated more on things outside of HK. It's been my OCs for a few months, but alongside that, I also suddenly became enraptured by The Owl House and my Digimon special interest sleeper agent returned for a hot second there. As of recently, I've been interested in HK again, but have been afraid to start/work on projects related to my AU because of me having to work on OC content for my channel and also for my friends who are invested.

As of right now, I have some more time on my hands to make the content I want to make, and my HK fixation is back (thank fuck). I've generally been doing a bit better in the mental health arena, but I will also be taking some time off of YT and posting videos regularly in favour of focusing on making stuff I want to make. So, like, expect me to be more active here for some time. I might be finishing a fic in the next month (hopefully) as well, and I have some general comic and art ideas. I just want to draw Auric again, god dammit. My beloved. <3

Anyways, thanks for reading if you did. Just figured I'd make a post about this for people who thought I died or something (and for the people who were once interested in my projects on here and are starving for content, lmao).

[lunesprite]

FNAF movie talk - (spoilers beneath the cut) (i did enjoy it it was very fun we saw it twice)

ok now that we're safely under the spoiler bar

I LOVED the set and the animatronics. The costumes were amazing and they did such a good good job with them. You could feel the love that went into making everything and just. Ah! Ah! I thought that they did a good job with Mike! Like yeah, let's stack on the motivation to stay here.

The issues I had are mostly around a couple confusing bits. And I bring them up because I had the mortifying realization as I was explaining to my partner's younger brother that - yeah. I know too much about this.

Anyway.

I think they kiiiind of bungled two of the ghost kids. Freddy's ghost, and golden freddy.

They really, really conflated the two throughout the film, and it makes the line later of him being like 'not freddy :)' quite confusing to someone who hasn't spent an agonizing amount of time in the lore. Like, even in the Freddy death scene with the bite? I am like 90% sure the kid shown leading to that was GF kid, not the OG freddy ghost kid, and it was definitely normal Freddy in parts and services and not golden.

I think they either needed to show golden freddy in that scene, or have the freddy kid ghost shown. By equating and confusing the two there, it really makes golden freddy later... confusing.

I think that actually, having golden freddy get that kill would have worked better. Because then it's shown before it's suddenly in their house! Or have both of them in there. Having just freddy and then being like oh uhh yeah there's five and you've not actually been talking to freddy ghost but GOLDEN freddy ghost hehe :) it's not great. it's a bit sloppy.

Making either direction more clear would have been a good benefit to the film.

And I think really the only other thing coming to mind right now is the kind of climax scene. It would have been stronger, I think, if Afton had kept the mask on. Like ok. Ok. Then the audience doesn't get the OHHHH THAT"S AFTON!!! recognition from the first scene, but then you wouldn't have the kind of weirdness of like... The impression I carried, perhaps wrongly, was that the ghost kids simply didn't connect springtrap with the man who killed them, and that's why in the games he is shown diving back into the suit; it masks who he is from the vengeful ghosts, because the funny bunny didn't hurt them, it was the bad purple guy.

Having afton take the mask off to gloat is a bit weird. I feel like they could have shifted that to have him still talking in the mask but referencing things from their interview talk to have as the reveal instead. Have Mike listen to him say something, idk, that clues him in to the fact that this is technically a set up. Afton with the mask off should, by my understanding, have drawn ghostie aggro. I know this is another canon, but it makes the whole... ghost situation a little odd.

I actually don't have problems with the drawing cluing the ghosts in, I just think the idea that they didn't aggro at Afton with the mask off to be strange. I would think at least GF would have gone aggressive, but again, his role is just... odd.

I also think, perhaps suggesting this is a sin, but I wish they'd sacrificed his iconic line there at the end. If they'd changed it to him just generally gloating about how he'd be back, instead of him always coming back, because like. It's a great easter egg, but you've really gotta be into the franchise to get it. To an outsider, it's just a little weird for him to say.

Springtrap looked fucking great tho, 10/10 loved him.

They were 10000000% right to give him a knife.

I'd give it like. A 7/10 overall. A 10/10 for sheer fun tho.

I am going to buy a big fuckin' poster for this movie and buy it the second it comes out on disc. I am dying to see what extras it will come with.

[anerdquemoraaolado]

Better than Expected

Chapter 10

There must have been something wrong with Varang's state when she woke up that morning, it was a small detail, so she decided that the bad feeling wouldn't keep her from her duties. She had a meeting with the tribe's elders and warriors and then returned to her hut, not finding Miles there, but feeling her uneasiness grow.

Varang then sat down, trying to remain calm and peaceful. She felt her head ache and her thoughts confused, it was as if she had woken up not being quite like herself, something had changed. She took a deep breath, eyes closed, trying to find connection with her own spirit. It was something she and her people tried from time to time, but not always, more accurately, most of the time, it wasn't successful.

The Ash Clan's actions were questionable and they had resented Eywa a long time ago. And since the goddess seemed to keep her distance, the connection was almost none. This all justified Varang's failure to feel her own soul and draw conclusions about what was happening. When she finished another one of her sighs, her husband appeared in their home, sporting a bird from the volcanoes.

Concerned to see her pensive, Miles bent down and touched her shoulders, looking directly into her closed eyes, seeking some reaction.

-Varang, are you okay? he asked, a little confused.

-My husband, I was wondering where you could be - she opened her eyes slowly, as if even that simple act was painful - I feel disconnected in spirit, I'm trying to understand the reason.

-Disconnected in spirit? - he questioned, not being able to fully understand or believe that, he still maintained a bit of human skepticism - if you're feeling bad, shouldn't you consult the tsahik and the healers?

-No, not right away - Varang was succinct, but Quaritch understood her motives, as a leader, she didn't want to appear weak in front of her subordinates.

"I have something in mind that might make you feel better," he offered, thinking of her own methods of affection.

"If it will please me, do it," she demanded, highly curious as to what he had in mind.

Leaving Varang by surprise, Quaritch left the room, taking a while to return, carrying a tub big enough for Varang to fit in in his thick, strong arms.

Then he filled it with the water supply they had in the hut.

-What is that? Want to build your own lake? I'm well enough to go to the puddles - she protested a little, finding it strange.

-But you might not make it all the way there, I don't know how this disconnected spirit thing works - he explained briefly - this is what sky people would call a bathtub, it's very comfortable, you just have to try it, I think if you relaxing can connect with your spirit again.

-Relax, you use that word a lot with me - Varang crossed her arms, still in contradiction.

-Because you seem tense - Miles laughed after speaking.

-What is funny? - she wanted to know.

-It seems we've reversed our roles - he scratched his chin absently as he explained - I used to be tense all the time, now I'm the one being relaxed.

-I understand your point of view, I consider this an advance on your part - she pondered - ok, let's get into your lake called bathtub.

Varang then let herself sit there and immediately felt Quaritch's hands massaging her shoulders, which made her sigh in approval. His hands could be very delicate when he wanted to be.

After a while on her shoulders, he descended into her arms, squeezing gently. Then he reached her waist, making circles with his fingertips there. A shiver went through Varang's body, as if it were a sign that her answer to the feeling of disconnection was in that region, and it was connected to Miles as well.

Suddenly, she grabbed his hands and held them below her navel.

-Hold on, I didn't have... - he protested a little, finding her gestures strange.

-Silence! - She countered, energetic, which made him obey, scared.

The chilling feeling grew stronger, becoming an energy that took shape. Startled by what she had seen, she let go of Miles's hands in the same sudden way that she had grabbed them and stood up, stepping out of the tub, splashing water everywhere, including her husband.

-Varang, what was that? Did you find your spirit? - Quaritch got to his feet to question her.

-I found... another spirit - she murmured, with lost eyes - I had heard about connections like that before, but... I didn't expect to witness it myself... could it be that Eywa chose me for something? She wants me to know, she turned to me, this is a blessed moment...

Her consort, in turn, watched her with growing concern. Varang had always been matter-of-fact and never acted that way, muttering thoughtfully so much what he would once call bullshit. However, with everything he had already witnessed and the love and respect he felt for Varang, he decided to consider what she was saying.

-My love - he approached her, holding her by the shoulders and looking into her eyes - what is this other spirit you found?

-The spirit of our child - she said happily, which left him so amazed that he released her shoulders - I know what I felt, if we go to the Tree of Souls, we will have confirmation.

-A child? You... - he didn't find the right words right away, he didn't want to get excited or seem indifferent, the only feeling he had now was astonishment - I know it's possible, Sully had four, after all... it was to be expected that one native and one recombinant... I just didn't expect a conception so soon.

-This is a sign of prosperity - Varang touched his face understandingly - a confirmation of our union through another being, Eywa smiled at us, it's a reason for joy.

- Joy... - Miles murmured and after a sigh, he said what he thought - I didn't expect that I could have children, but I wanted things to be different with you, I have the chance to be the father I wasn’t forSpider, and I'll take it.

He promised it with a firm hand on her belly. Grateful, Varang kissed him sweetly as he held her in an embrace. It was quite a surprise, but no less happy.

[cosmic-phantom-cafe]

100 posts!

Got this and using this to yap outside of yandere topic- not my unusual out of Yan topic but yk

- the new Eletrio characfer in Genshin was not it. The cow theme, havinf being considered the new bigger body model, some of her skill animation is to sit on ppl, being a competitive eater- uhhh these motief are looking real weird now hmmm 🤔 also she not fat…let’s make it clear

- sure she cute but…ngl I have ber switch to a 4 star for Lansan she deserves that 5 star status for being the most important character in natlan also not just me who feels that Lansan 5 star role was intentionally taken away right?? Like…looking at how natlan is treated and all…this is motivated

- I did say I go back to hsr but ngl the powercreep is making it more difficult to want to come back. The end game content and stuff feels like I can’t rlly keep up and honestly ik trebbie rhis universal supoort but my god I really wish they used her adult model then the child one

- idk if anyone knows this. Cookie run as these soul jams where it’s kinda like almost buying a character. If you have enough of these you can unlock a 5 or 4 star character and lowkey I think Genshin and hsr need this. Esp hsr where there a banner right or just a shop in the game where if you pull enough of these you can get a 5 star and they should do it for old characters and like when we are in a new area the older characters get placed in- soul gems could be like lowkey fragments of a character

- wuwa new character are eh- they were most likely already planned but also they def were planned fan service…I think I tolerate wuwa fan service more omly because the difference with Genshin is that I know wuwa fan service are of Italian inspo Genshin has fan service where they take cultures and make disrespectful designs out of them and also the lolibait…especially Nahida

- I have very little like of characfer in all honesty. A lot of them being men and less women but I think that’s due to the fact I feel devs write women characters for the interest of only male players. If you ask which female characters I like I prob name a handful: arlecchino, cloud retainer, furina, Navia, shorekeeper, jinzhi, encore, Layla, Faruzan

- is it weird to say I don’t like seeing very overly obvious fan service- good example is the newest wuwa havoc characfer she’s pretty sure but..ngl I thought it was tacky and the new female areo charter too…already her model does not appeal to me

- I’m tired of seeinf body suits, two piece looks or like short dress skirt shirt thingy. I wnna see more deisnf like phoebe, Arlechino, Cloud retainer, Layla, Faruzan and furina

- I think most ppl like anti villains are more so jusy morally grayish characfer then they say they like villains, i think ppl like having characters who do bad things that are within their moral comfort ita like that DC joke about joker being scared of the IRS or the joker not willing to fight along side the Naz…yk

- it is weird to say I find it funny to see a bunch of Genshin players or hoyo gamer online suddnly switch to wuwa and I mean the ones that rlly hated wuwa in the beginning. Ik wuwa had a rough start but there smt funny seeing players who would talk rlly negatively about a game and activity without giving it a chance suddenly change stances

- yk what’s funny too tho. Being into dark content right and being said thag it’s gross and horrible to like these fantasies and it’ll turn us into these kind of ppl but yet we ass a collected society stay quiet or just agree that gamer dudes who play cod or extreme violent games are ok and it totally dosent make them dangerous… it’s almost… :0 hypocritical

- none of you bitches are ready to hear my inner shit giggling brain where the sumeru men kill Elon and take over ownership over Twitter idk why that had me giggling for a good minute

Anyways my 100th yap on this blog when I’m done with my banner I’ve been wanting to draw you’ll see me start to go to 200 >:]

[kurt-wagner-official]

Post #110: NM issues 65-66

The other kids, and especially Max, are unconvinced that Forge deserves to die. Illyana ports off to Scotland, hoping her beloved Kitty will agree with her, but she doesn't, leaving Illyana more hurt and angry than before. But when she returns to the mansion, the other kids jump on her before she can port again, and they all find themselves in Limbo. It's worse than ever before, reflecting Illyana's hatred and rage. The team decides to go with Illyana to protect her; none of them are convinced she's right, but the most important thing to all of them is staying together right now. Illyana takes the soulsword from its place in Limbo and ports the team to Forge. In the absence of both Illyana and the sword, S'ym plots some evil plans, while on Earth, Destiny has foreseen this attack and has brought Freedom Force to protect Forge. There's a big fight that lasts most of the issue. It's not bad action, and I suppose the book needed it after a few months of sad conversations, but it's not terribly interesting to me. There are some good moments, like when Rahne leaps into danger to protect Illyana and when Sam knocks Illyana down to stop her from getting to Forge. Eventually, Dani projects Destiny's greatest fear- an invasion of demons that she says will stem from Illyana's actions this issue, unless the other New Mutants heed her warnings. Illyana isn't fazed, motivated by nothing but hatred, and she grabs Forge and prepares to strike him down.

I don't think I've mentioned Bret Blevins, the penciller who's been working with Simonson. He's not my favorite or least favorite, although he does draw a truly terrifying angry Illyana. I mention him because the layouts are different this issue, big and blocky instead of the organic panels he usually uses. I don't know why. It doesn't look bad, just a little jarring, like suddenly I'm reading something from the 2000s. Anyway, the New Mutants try to stop the battle between the two sorcerers unsuccessfully. Forge has the upper hand on Earth, so Illyana drags them all to Limbo, where she reigns supreme. The land comes alive and traps the New Mutants while Illyana and Forge battle. Forge tells Illyana she's what he was like at her age; how through magic, they should both have had foresight, but got drunk on their own power. Forge summoned the Adversary in the first place, and Illyana took Peter to Dallas. Forge is tired of other people suffering for mistakes he didn't think through, so he lets Illyana stab him, disrupting his magic. But before she can kill him, Dani shows her her own fear- herself as a full demon. It shakes Illyana out of her rage, and despite the demons of Limbo encouraging her to finish her enemy, she instead saves her friends from the vines that are suffocating them. Rahne begs her not to lose her own soul, and Illyana throws Forge back to Dallas and takes her friends home. She tells them she's too dangerous to stay on Earth, but can't go back to Limbo full time. Cut to space for a teaser; an spider alien named...Spyder...is telling her minion Gosamyr that she's gonna go kidnap and enslave Lila Cheney.

After a few issues for character stuff, this was a solid two parter that continued those themes while having the action a superhero book is technically supposed to have, pushing the plot forward and setting up Inferno. I have mixed feelings about Forge, because I know he didn't want any of this but it is pretty much all his fault. Rahne's love for Illyana, born out of the fear she used to have of her, is very sweet and will be crucial in saving the world soon. I'm glad Inferno is being set up slowly, but honestly this story had a little to much Illyana focus for me. In X-Factor, the big Right and Apocalypse stories were centered on Warren, but the ensemble felt very balanced. Maybe it's because the cast was smaller in that book, but Illyana always feels like she's hogging the page rather than sharing it while moving the plot. Oh well. It's good stuff, and I do love Illyana, so I'm not too upset about it.