#whats the shipname for them help

[smoothbrainofficial]

fuckin uhhhh prey and predator in love r smthn idk

[cringefail-clown]

PORRIM: So+ we finally meet face to+ face, Ro+xy Lalo+nde.

ROXY: !! :D

[nyaskitten]

I finally get it... I finally get the toxic yuri of Jordana and Sora... I am thinking many thoughts... maybe very toxic one-sided and unreciprocated feelings that Jordana mixes in with her hatred for Sora... she DESPISES this girl but every time she thinks of her her stomach churns and aches and her heart hatefully longs... I GET IT !!!

[dobithequack]

Thus I begin being delulu

My brain: CREATE A RAREPAIR NOBODY WILL CARE ABOUT!!

Me: okay ._.

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And by; "Only know each other's secret identity"

I mean that in their Hero/Villain alter ego 😭🙌

[novococain]

🦴

[pulsedmaggot]

some 1/8 ramblings...

i know joey wasnt necessarily a tattoos & body art guy like corey, but i think corey would wanna doodle random pieces over small parts of joey's body. inside jokes, poorly drawn musicians, logos of bands they both love. joey would do it too, and way more, because corey loves whatever joey comes up with and wants everything he can express artistically on his body forever. i think about them trading comics sometimes, or corey reading his favorite issues of his favorite series on joey's lap. could be the crow. could be johnny the homicidal maniac. corey rambling about different details he's picking up on and joey fueling his fire because they're BOTH motor mouths. i think about them standing five feet apart in a crowded room and finding each other through a single look, and breaking out into hysterics. i think about all of joey's half cooked ideas about how to set corey on fire, put him in a barbed wire harness, dunk him in fake blood. i think about them painting each other's nails on their less dominant hands, and i think about joey being better at dual wielding a paintbrush and corey being jealous. i think about them smudging their lipstick on each other. i think about corey crawling into joey's couch that should've been his and dropping his body weight on him as revenge, as affection, as spite, or something akin to when a dog flops its head into your lap when you stop petting it. amongst other things

[grapestones]

The thing is that I'm starting to have feels with Eren and my response is to ship him with Jiang Cheng, too

[tempestaurora]

he he he ho ho ho u don’t even know what bullshittery i’m getting up to

[ollieiguess]

something about peter and simon and the intersection of their fears. do you think peter ever stands at the helm of his ship, surrounded my miles and miles of empty, vast sea, and greets the cold air like his husband's warm hug?

do you think he looks at his victims, his meals, the only person who can see them and know they're still there, and feels elias' proud gaze like a tingle in the back of his neck?

do you think he feeds off of his own loneliness when he's away from them? cannibalizing his own sorrows, nourishing and withering at the same time?

Do you see the vision. The incredibly homosexual vision

[ellecdc]

Hellooo, so I see you opened your requests 🥸 I am a new member of the The Marauders fandom and you have been my go to and all time favorite writer. First want to thank you for all the effort you must put in for us goblins. I am also very new to even really interacting on tumblr outside of the anonymous option. So hellooo! Any way onto the request if you ever feel like it, I get horrible migraines and to deal I tend to look really goofy with a compression cap and ice face mask on and during my recent episode I couldn’t help but think about how any of your lovey boys would react to their partner looking crazy with all that gear on 🙃. This is weirdly specific so ignore if it doesn’t sing for you. But thanks again for the art you share!❣️🌿

hi sweets! first of all: WELCOME TO THE MARAUDERS FANDOM!?!? please help yourself to any seat and don't hesitate to ask any questions you may have (there's a lot of complicated shipnames, canon vs. fanon theories to learn). second of all: OMG are you kidding me!? well thank you, that's quite an honour, but feel free to check out these authors I mentioned previously. thirdly: I love you little goblins 😭😭😭😭

also, since you didn't specify which marauders boy - I opted to give you all of the ones (that I write for) as headcanons 🫶

How various Marauders era boys would react to your migraine get-up

James Potter:

he'd open the door to the bedroom to find you laying there, prone in your pain

immediately "oh angel!!!!" causing you to wince in pain and shush him

he'd acquiesce but he'd whimper quietly as if your pain was causing him pain

he'd start flitting around the room: pulling the blackout curtains shut tightly, placing a glass of water and some pain meds beside you

you'd finally have to banish him from the room, though, on account of his various noises (poor dude couldn't manage silence if his life depended on it)

when you started to feel better, however, you'd take the sleep mask off but not the cap and head out to the living space to find James had closed every curtain in the whole flat, he had turned on a humidifier just on the off chance it helps relax you, and started a pot of tea for you

"I've got the hot pack here if you'd like me to warm it up for you?" he'd offer quietly, still looking particularly pained at your sorry state

"Can I just have a hug?" you'd ask pathetically and he'd coo (quietly) and embrace you gently as if you were about to break

"I'm sorry your partner looks so silly when you come home to them." you laughed, thinking about the ice/compression cap you were still wearing

"you've never looked more beautiful"

Sirius Black:

I believe he'd get very nervous to see someone in pain whether it be physically or mentally - but particularly a pain that was mental or internal (like a migraine vs a cut etc) because he wouldn't know how to fix it and he'd feel useless

He would whisper a cautious "hey baby" as he entered and move so slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible "what happened?"

he knows nothing happened, just that you're hurting: but again, he doesn't know how to fix this and he hates it

"What do you need?" he'd ask as he'd lie down cautiously beside you, itching to reach out but not knowing if it would be okay.

"Nothing." you'd mutter, and immediately feel bad for being short with him. "nothing, I'm sorry. just some time." you'd correct, reaching your hand tentatively across the space to touch his hand, which he'd quickly albeit gently take in his own

"okay." he'd say simply

you waited for the bed to move to signal his departure, but he never left.

he just laid there with your hand in his, watching you quietly

you wouldn't notice this in your state, but he was taking dramatic breaths for your benefit: deep breaths in, holding, and deep breaths out, silently encouraging you to align your breathing with his, which you did subconsciously

you'd wake up later in much the same way - him still on his side watching you (or perhaps he fell asleep too) and your hand still in his

he'd apologize to you as if your pain was somehow his fault, but it was because he felt helpless when you needed him

you'd thank him for his help and he'd relax immediately

Remus Lupin:

Remus is no friggen stranger to chronic pain and flare ups

he wouldn't even say anything, he'd just adjust his footing so he made as little noise as possible

he'd gently press a kiss to your shoulder, to make sure you knew he was here (though he knew with your head the way it was, you would have likely heard his keys all the way down the hall of the apartment building

he'd make himself busy in the flat - soup ready for when you woke up, tea ready to be brewed should you want some, lights off, curtains closed

he'd come by in a bit and quietly tell you to sit up, helping you replace your no longer cold ice mask and cap with new ones

you'd pathetically ask him if he would stay and he'd breathe out in relief because really - that's what he's wanted from the beginning

Regulus Black:

"what's this? what happened?" he'd ask urgently, thinking you'd been hurt or something

"sh! I have a migraine" you'd moan back.

he'd make a pitying tsk sound and make for you

totally babying behaviour "what do you need? do you want food? do you want more blankets? less blankets? a new watch? I'm going to order you a new watch"

you'd banish him from the room for the coddling and when you return to the living area later - he will be surrounded by bags because he had gone shopping and returned with the most ridiculous things: clothes, food, jewellery, blankets, pillows

"I didn't know what you might need." He'd say, slightly shy

"I needed a nap, Regulus." you'd laugh.

"well...you deserve all of this anyway."

and then he'd spend the rest of the evening doing low-impact stuff for your head. reading you a book quietly, gentle conversation, maybe run you a bath

bonus! Barty Crouch Jr:

"who did this?" he'd bark as he saw you in the fetal position with your gear on

"christ, Barty. please be quiet"

"what happened?" he'd demand, quieter but no less intense.

"I just have a migraine."

a switch would flip. he'd ready the room for you (curtains, quiet, water, pills, he'd set up a fan pointed at you.)

then he'd sit outside of the door to your flat and violently threaten anyone walking in the hallway if they make so much as a whisper of noise in this flats direction.

[maxphilippa]

so i've seen people drawing dawndory and doryllex (?) but when i saw the final credits on the second movie, I couldn't help but think of these two. Dawnllex? TrollDawn? I don't know what their shipname could be, but they're fun. + an extra exes Dawndory because it's fun. and also my hcs/designs on them.

I gave Trollex more accesories + changed his hair style, and for Delta's design on general made her hair look like a sunset and such. They have bracelets from eachother on their tails.

Can a sheriff/mayor and a king be in love?

Edit: Their shipname is Deltex! Big credits to @/headiocked for that!

Art tags:

@cookieseals @peppermintz-25 @darkstalkers-scroll @sillys0nicfan33 @kp-does-suff @salachy-part-two @leespinoodle @facelessthefreak @picklewednesday (since i've seen you're watching trolls) @ch0cocrave

[geoffparty]

unusual content for my total drama stuff, I’m getting another hyperfixtation..

Lets talk about dandy world for a bit, honestly I’m so inlove with Teacase. I’ve heard a few shipnames but this is the one ill go with

I thought a lot about them before sleeping so now I wanna dump all the headcannons I made for them

1. Rodger cant express his emotions well, but thankfully Teagen helps him and others to understand what he’s feeling

- Rodger kind of has that resting bitch face, so everyone gets scared when they see him. He has small eyebags, which can be pretty scary too — But in truth, Rodger actually doesn’t want to make people fear him nor intimidate anyone, he enjoys idle chat and wishes people approached him more. Teagen makes him look more inviting and better, which also kind of makes Rodger shy but glad lololol

But overtime, people have warmed up to him and he treats a lot of people like his family <3

2. Rodger is shorter than Teagen

- Teagen should be a 6"4, and Rodger a 5"3. I just made this one because I love tiny gentlemen with their tall girlbosses!!

3. Rodger putting on perfume for Teagen

- Teagen has this taste for scent. She probably likes the flowery-scent the most but she’s open to anything. Whenever she talks about a new scent, Rodger searches for a perfume similar to that scent for her. (Also because I want Rodger to be a man that loves to put perfume ..)

4. Detective work

- Rodger is quite eager to solve mysteries, and he usually talks a lot about them during his tea-talks with Teagen. A part of him hopes that he isn’t annoying her too much but then he also wants to prove to her that he’s really smart and a good man overall. (Teagen doesn’t mind at all, she finds him adorable when he yaps too much and feels strong attraction to his intelligence)

5. Twisted

- We haven’t been given much lore on this but, for now I think the toons turn into twisteds one by one. This is only a HC, sorry if the story showed something else ah..

- So, I assume that Teagen must have turned into a twisted first. After this happened, Rodger found out and he slowly grew more and more depressed. He begins to push himself away from others, dedicating most of his time to understand what’s the cause of spread just to avenge Teagen

- Eventually he burnt out, and was too tired. He gave up, hoping that if he turned into a twisted at least he’d become one of a kind with his love 😹

I wanna do a fanfic with themm ohh god their so cute.

[twost3ps]

Hi Hi! I'm in love with your Adamangels ideas!

And I was wondering if you could do a small snippet of Lucifer reacting to how all of his brothers up in Heaven is literally giving Adam the Queen Treatment (like he deserves) and how Lucifer missed his shot once he decided that Lilith was better out of the two🙄 and instead of coming back to Adam he had the nerve to go to Eve and gotten Adam thrown out of his paradise.

Basically Lucifer realizing that he could of had it all (read: Adam) but fucked it up and now he has to live with that fact.

(Adam deserves to be Wifed up, in my humbled opinion, he already has the MILF looks🤭🤭)

Oh anon I'd love to....

BUT YOURE ASKING THE PERSON WHO CAN'T WRITE TO WRITE LMAOO

Ik I do big chunks of writing for my aus but more yap than plot istg

But for you I'll write it out 🫡

So have this reaaaally crappy snippet that I left out for a while (btw thank you for the shipname lololol AND MILF ADAM FOR THE WIN)

It's under the cut cuz im headass embarassed

Warning: not lucifur lucifur friendly (his siblings are haters on Adams behalf) and poor grammer and all that jazz

Lucifur was not happy at all. He was going to have another draining pre extermination meeting once again with the man who would not shut up about his dick. For someone with a pretty mouth, Adam had some really ugly vocabulary. Didn't help that Adam really didn't hide his hate for Lucifur, always with his choice words. He'd mock Lucifur, Lilith, and if he was really feeling it, Eve.

Lucifur didn't unstand how Adam was still so bitter. (Man this guy needs understand that time does not heal 🙄)

Lucifur dragged himself up heaven's gates and into the embassy in the late afternoon and went searching for the meeting room. This time though, something was up.

Adam was waiting in his spot like normal, but his mask was off. And he wasn't alone this time.

Micheal and Gabriel, two faces that he hadn't seen in a long time (nor did he really want to see), stood firmly by Adam's side. For what reason they were here, Lucifur had no idea. They looked vaugly like gaurd dogs: stern, vigilant stares as if they were looking out for a threat.

Though, Lucifur guessed, that threat might be him.

Adam didn't seem to look all too bothered, though. Always with that carefree and smug look as if he had better things to do. He looked at Gabriel and Micheal's hard gazes and rolled his eyes.

"You guys are way to serious." Lucifur heard Adam say. Lucifur looked curiously as he saw Adam's hands move up to the shorter angels' heads and began to ruffle their hair.

Gaurd dogs turned into puppies- Micheal and Gabriel's demeanor changed in an instant. Neither looked bothered by Adam ruining their perfectly combed hair. Gabriel looked up at Adam, a big dopey grin on his face. He happily pushed up against Adam's hand and wrapped an arm around his waist. It wasn't that strange coming from Gabriel. The guy was always friendly and ready for attention. But Micheal...

Lucifur saw his brother's face contort into.. what was that? A smile??? A grin?? Shy eyes that looked up at Adam with adoration and care???

Lucifur watched Micheal gently take Adam's hand from his hair to his lips, kissing every knuckle, looking into Adam's eyes as he kissed each one. Adam rolled his eyes while Gabriel laughed. His twin looked very pleased with himself and gently squeezed Adam's hand. The taller angel gave him a soft smile in return.

It was very cringey and cheesy. But part of Lucifur, really deep inside him, was raging. What was going on? What was happening? Why were they here? And why was Adam letting them touch him like that? Why did it bother him so much?

Lucifur coughed to grab thair attention. Foreign happy faces quickly turned into familiar sneers as the trio spotted Lucifur walk up.

"Ah, brother." Micheal greeted. Micheals typically stoic face had clear traces of distaste as he looked Lucifur up and down. "You're here..."

'Don't need to look so bothered.' Lucifur thought. However, Micheal's gaze was a lot less hostile than his second in command. Gabriel looked like he was seething.

Ever since his betrayal, Gabriel hated his guts. As in really HATED him. The instance he saw Lucifur after his banishment, he immediately told him how he'd body him if he ever found him in Eden. He made it no secret to anyone. The man hated secrets after all.

"Fucking finallllyyy" Adam groaned, being the only one who was somewhat glad to see Lucifur, even if it wasn't really because he was there. "Lets get this shit over with already"

Adam draped himself on the two commanders' shoulders, who looked more than happy to let him, and kicked the door behind open. The tree angels walked in first, and Lucifur slowly followed.

As they entered the meeting room, it was like a whole family reunion.

At the furtherst end of the table sat Lucifur's siblings.

Beyond just Gabriel and Micheal who were walking along side Adam to their seats, there was Raphael, Uriel, Chamuel, Jophiel, and Zadkiel. Even Azreal and Dumah were there.

They were surrounding three empty chairs, the one in the middle basically looking like a throne.

Lucifur shouldn't have been as bewildered when he saw Adam sat in the giant chair as Micheal and Gabriel sat by either side.

"Welcome back, yada yada." Adam waved his hand around, looking like he could care less. "You know the drill"

"Yes... and why are... they here..." Lucifur asked, waving in the general area of his siblings. Gabriel decided to answer for Adam.

"We've been anxious, Samael," Gabriel sneered. "Adam being alone with the likes of... you... didn't sit right with us. We wanted to see for ourselves how your yearly meetings go."

"What does it matter to you?" Snapped Lucifur, "And it's Lucifur to you."

"Samael."

Lucifur made a tsk in annoyance. "Adam can answer for himself, you know."

"Yes, but we don't want him to waste his precious breath on you any more than he has to." Micheal said simply.

They were really getting on his nerves. The disrespect, honestly. And it's barely been 5 minutes since he got here.

Lucifur grumbled as he sat down in his seat on the far end. He couldn't help but feel a little bit intimidated as he looked at the other side. They all looked like they were looking for an excuse to pounce, save for Adam, who just looked like he didn't want to spend any more time in the room than he needed to be.

"Same junk every year. Let's get this over with!"

....

If sitting for of that meeting with just Adam was hard, sitting in a room with Adam and this very happy family reunion was so much harder.

It was very clear that his siblings were watching him like a hawk, daring him to step out of line. For what? Looking in Adam's general direction? BUT THATS WHAT HE HAD TO DO!

Micheal and Adam were surprisingly the most friendly, letting Lucifur speak when he needed to and listening to him where it counted. Some shocking curtesy from Adam. For his brother, maybe there was still some sibling care deep down, but Micheal was always scrutinizing him. The rest of his siblings were not ask kind, more focused on Adam or loudly whispering amongst eachother.

But other than the tension and clear disintrest, it was all so unserious.

Lucifur had to watch as his siblings blindly pamper and not so subtly coo at Adam.

The chairs were all tilted in a way that somehwat faced Adam, just so they could look at him. He had them wrapped around his finger.

Adam had snapped his fingers mid meeting and suddenly Uriel was up and rushing out, coming back shortly with a tray of ribs.

The instance the sound of Adam's empty soda cup filled the room, Raphael had excused himself and brought quickly brought back another drink.

Wtf was this? What was next? Rubbing Adam's feet as he yapped about God, know what at this point. The conversation has strayed from the topic so many times. It's not like the rest of the room seemed to care. It was all queen treatment and glaring on their end.

It didn't help that Adam was directly placed in a spot where the light from an overhead window shined down on him like a holy spotlight. He looked like some divine royalty that was to be bowed down to. And his siblings FUCKING WERE!!! They were treating him like Adam was specifically created to be coddled by them. Like they were made to serve him instead of just watch over him.

It was all so belittling.

This was not a meeting. This was a pampering session.

And it felt like it was going on for HOURS.

"Alright, we're done!" Adam announced. He tossed back Lucifur's folder that he brought across the table, papers scattering everywhere as it glided. "And I'm outta here!"

He stood up, and like sheep, Lucifur's siblings followed, their eyes completely glued to Adam, watching his every move. Lucifur was the last to get up and leave the goddamn room, having to gather his things.

Exiting out, he could see the group already walking off without him. Not even a goodbye? Wow.

Adam was still at the center until Raphael had pulled up in his arms. Instead of getting mad though, Adam playfully hit his arm and got himself comfortable, resting his head on Raphael's chest.

The angels swarmed around Adam, flying around him or huddling close to him on the ground. They were like a protective wall and Lucifer could barely get a glimpse of Adam as they drew closer to him.

Lucifer saw Micheal, still determined to stay by Adam's side, hovering above the ground to get to Adam's height. His twin had squaked when Adam suddenly grabbed him and dragged him into his arms. He held Micheal like some sort of teddy bear. Some of Lucifer’s siblings were pouting in envy.

Lucifur envied him too, vaguely imagining himself in his twin's place as he watched.

Adam had a playful grin on his face as he leaned onto Micheal, who was blushing and squirming furiously in embarrassment.

Gabriel had been hovering around Adam as well, circling above Rapheal lazily.

Lucifur's breath hitched as he saw Adam pull Gabriel down for a soft kiss on the cheek. It caused Gabriel to soar up, performing happy loops in the air. Adam had found it entertaining, clapping when Gabriel fluttered to his side again.

The all angels laughed and eagrly looked to Adam for his attention, which he was gladly giving them.

The faint sound of laughing echoed through the embassy, leaving Lucifur just to stare.

Adam had a soft grin on the whole time as he looked at all of Lucifur's siblings with.... love?

Was Adam being genuinely affectionate? Sweet? He hasn't seen this behavior since Eden. It was almost scandalous.

But Adam looked....

Happy...

And when Adam wasn't sporting his smug grin or a scowl, he was genuinely beautiful... a happy Adam was VERY beautiful. He was just as gorgous as he had been in Eden, if not more. As corny was, it sounded. He aged like fine wine.

Lucifur watched, entranced, as Adam's lips stretched into a fine smile, eyes crinkling just right as he looked at Uriel, who was showing him something on a board. Lucifur even spotted a dimple he never knew Adam had.

The mask Adam always wore hid is face completely.

And now, really seeing Adam for the first time in a while...

He realized how soft Adam looked. Maybe he had always looked that soft.

Lucifur dared to watch for a second longer before ripping his gaze away. He didn't understand why seeing Adam in the center of his siblings' gazes, absorbing it all all in, made him so.... peeved!

He took one last final glance and saw Gabriel staring at him. They guy had the audacity to look smug at him, like a final "fuck you"

Lucifur stormed off immediately.

"Fucking pussywhipped" Lucifur grumbled as he decended to hell. "The lot of them."

The image of Adam being surrounded by his siblings was burned into his mind.

And there were so many questions.

When did all of... THAT happen?

Why were they all so whipped?

How did Adam do it?

Why did did he envy his siblings?

How did they earn Adam's afffections?

What was it like to have have Adam affections?

NONONONO-

His siblings were fools. Yeah.

Their ideas were pain and stupid, and Adam was a horrible partner. Lilith and Eve had said so. But....

No.

Nevermind.

Lucifur tried to keep his mind away from Adam. Lucifur wouldn't want to look as stupid as his siblings, fawning over the first man.

His siblings were probably kissing at Adam's feet like weirdos at that very moment.

He laughed at the thougut, shoving any sort of doubt right back down.

But there was a voice inside his head that never stopped ringing. The small part in his head wanted to go back up there, huddled up with his siblings as they coddled Adam.

As he fell asleep, his mind finally wandered, and he began to think:

"Had I just waited a bit more... would I be up there too?"

Strayed away from the go prompt whoopsss and it is not small so whoops again

Not really feeling this one but again, I’m not a writer o3o hope it suffices!!!

[sereneres]

dollz™ ³

newjeans x 6th member!reader / 0.8k

summary. — in which danielle has too much time on her hands. she also isn’t really there but we’re going to ignore that

warnings. — danielle is here yet isn’t at the same time

“this name thing is lowkey kinda hard.”

hyein huffs, rolling onto her side and raising an eyebrow at the older girl. “don’t you already have all of yours, unnie?”

“well, no, i still have to come up with with mine and ynnie’s.” hanni sighs, dropping her chin into her palm. “the others were easier. bbangsaz, kittyz, twotolz, niniz–”

“why are you and dani-unnie ‘niniz’?” haerin tilted her head. “couldn’t you just be ‘aussiez’? because you both came from australia?”

minji, sighing, patted the girl on the soldier with a look of faux sympathy. “don’t question it too much, haerin, you’ll just get lost in the complicatedness that is hanni’s mind.”

“hey, just so you know, danielle was the one who wanted niniz, not me!”

“oh.” minji blinked, then turned back to haerin to once again pat her on the shoulder. “nevermind haerin.”

“hey–”

hyein groans, turning to you as the two girls continued bickering. haerin, having already settled down on minji’s lap, starts to doze off.

“yn-unnie~” she whines, shuffling closer to you and placing her hands on your knees. “can you help me, please?”

her words are almost robotic, seeing as she had said them in english, and that, paired with the pouty look on her face, was enough to make you coo at the younger girl.

“don’t worry about it too much, hyein.” you murmured, placing a hand on her head and petting her. “it’ll come to us… hopefully.”

minji, being unable to move with a sleeping haerin in her lap, turns her head nearly one-hundred and eighty degrees to look at you. “maybe you should ask danielle for help. she’s pretty good at coming up with names.”

“sh– mph,” haerin yawned. “she made a list of ship names for us already. didn’t you guys get her message?”

“she did?” hanni frowned, picking up your phone. “when’d she send it?”

“hanni-unnie, that’s my phone–”

the older girl pressed a finger to your lips, her eyes fixed on the screen of your phone. “shush, yn, you weren’t using it anyway.” she paused. “uh, what’s your password again?”

“just use your own phone, unnie.” hyein sighed, plopping her head onto your lap. “it would be faster if you did.”

you too sigh, albeit more out of exasperation than tiredness. “debut date, hanni-unnie.” you reminded her for the nth time that month. “it’s our debut date.”

“right… did you use month day year, day month year, year month day, or year day month?”

“hanni-unnie.”

“okay, okay, i got it, no need to whine… oh wow this list is long–”

“what about barbiez?” hyein cut in, having pulled up the list on her own phone. “that’s pretty cute, right, yn-unnie?”

you hum. “it is, but i don’t think we can just use barbiez. for one thing, it would look weird being spelt with a z when everyone spells it with an s–”

“all of our shipnames look weird with a z though.” haerin muttered. “dani-unnie and i use ‘candyz’ and not ‘candies’…”

“and, most importantly, we could get into some issues using the name barbie despite not being affiliated to the brand.” you smile apologetically at the girl in your lap, the beginnings of a pout on her face. “sorry, hyein-ah, but we can’t use it.”

“what about bratz?” hanni suggested, having not paid attention to anything you had said. “you and hyein look like bratz, right, minji?”

minji blinks. “erm…” she glances at you, her silent plea for help plastering an amused yet small smile on your lips.

“we can’t use that one because, as i said earlier, copyright and or trademark issues, hyein.” you said. “also, i don’t think it would be a good look if we were called bratz. it’s too much like the word brats, and who knows how many people already think of us like that…”

“those pe’ple are jus’ haters, unnie.” haerin murmured sleepily. “ignore ‘em.”

hanni huffed and nodded her head in agreement with the younger’s words. “well said, haerin, well said.”

“okay, what about dollz?” minji asked, looking at hyein. she had, at somepoint, taken your phone from hanni and was going through the list danielle had created. “since you can’t use barbiez or bratz, why not just use dollz?”

“dollz.” hyein repeated thoughtfully, seemingly testing how the word sounded. “that’s…”

“it’s perfect.” you leaned forward, trying and failing to peek at the screen—it was a privacy screen, hence your failure—of your phone. “was it on dani-unnie’s list?”

the older girl nodded. “it was.” she gives you your phone before pointing at the name on the screen. “see, it’s like, ten or so names down from the first one in the third row.”

“oh… just how many names did dani-unnie come up with?”

“she came up with around twenty–”

“oh, that’s not that bad.”

“–for each pairing, excluding the ones we already made names for, so, around a hundred?”

“a hundred?!”

previous. / pairz. / next.

[mythicalartistx]

The Repliku Problem:

There is an issue of Riku Replica's portrayal in Kingdom Hearts and I mean how others see him in the community that goes against everything he stands for.

A part of me hates that he is called Repliku or Riku Replica because it goes back to Riku. But I'm still going to be referring to him as Repliku because there's no better name.

Repliku's story is all about him being someone else from Riku. He learns he actually is his own person and not just a copy. And this can also be applied that his emotions and feelings are different from Riku's. And Riku doesn't feel the same feeling or emotions and Repliku does. They can feel similar but it's obviously different for different people.

But there's a large misconception that whatever Repliku feels so does Riku. Whatever happens to Repliku also applies to Riku. But that's not the case at all??

Repliku doesn't get his own things in the fandom, no he has to share with Riku. Any shipname between Repliku and another is always mixed in in the simple Riku ship rather than using Repliku.

The Riku version is always used more for Repliku even if it doesn't shows Riku at all. For anyone that ships Repliku and Sora specifically, it is still referred to as soriku. It could also be Repliku and Naminé for example, but the Replinami ship is significantly less seen than the Riku and Naminé one. That's also an entirely different ship but it's treated as one and the same.

While it's more in canon that Repliku cares for Naminé people treat it as they both do when this isn't the case at all.

It's not that Riku doesn't it's just that people think he must because of the same reasons Repliku cares for Naminé

Repliku's entire arc is that he is different, as the novel Sora says this to him,

"Fake or not, that doesn't matter anymore! You're here now, and you have a heart that belongs to you and no one else. Your memories belong to you and you only, so treasure them!"

These words help Repliku feel better about himself and realize he can be his own person. He feels glad to hear these words by Sora. He is glad that he met and knows Sora. He treats him as his own person which he is thankful for. And that's good enough for him.

His own arc is that he is his own person separate from Riku. I also want to point out that the other Replica that is in the real organization in kh3 is someone entirely separate as well.

Repliku after everything decides to keep one of the fake memories because it's not something Riku has. He internally struggles after knowing he's a replica. He is jealous of the other Riku who is "the real thing" and was able to manage his own darkness. He was jealous of him because he is his own person and longs to be his own person and be different too. That's why when Axel manipulates him to absorb and kill Zexion he does without a second thought and is able to use something separate from Riku.

It's why he ends up inedibly fading away. Repliku desperately wants to have something Riku doesn't have. He wants to be a person separate from Riku with his individual own thoughts and feelings. Sora reassured his own were unique. Riku isn't controlling him or making him have those feelings, those are his individual ones.

He wants to be his own person so badly and even though Sora and Riku had reassured his was his own, Repliku still doesn't believe he can. He compares himself too much to Riku. He doesn't see how he can live because he believes he was created to be a copy created from Riku to lure Sora further down that path to be controlled. He doesn't know who he is and everything he ever knew turned out to be a lie.

He clings on to the one memory that was fabricated, but it was also a memory Riku doesn't have. He decides to keep the promise to protect Naminé. It's what makes him himself. It's what becomes important to him.

Still Repliku has trouble believing in himself or that he can make it as someone. He still was created by Vexen. Repliku tells Riku, "I'm me, he says. It must be nice being real. A fake like me could never get away saying that." He believes he can't be someone, but his arc was to show that he is actually separate from Riku. However, for him to believe it himself is hard. Sora's words made him feel better because he believes he is his own person.

Repliku fights Riku so he can feel like a real person and be someone that isn't connected to Riku. However, Riku wins not because Repliku isn't his own person but because Riku has gone through his own growth too.

Repliku ends up fading away and we don't see him until KH3.

In the dark world Riku was swallowed by the heartless and he hears the voice of Repliku. That's when he realizes Repliku has been with him the entire time and he even leaves his keyblade for the other him, most likely referring to Repliku in that scene.

Back when everyone has regrouped before the final battle, Repliku has a conversation with Riku. He and Riku both have someone they cherish. He reveals he cherish Naminé and wants to bring her back before he goes completely.

He continues to keep the masqueraded promise because even though it's not real, he chooses to keep it as something unique and special to him.

During the final battle, Repliku has the opportunity to do the one thing he has been wanting to have and be a person. He could finally be a person separate from Riku. Riku tells him to take the body.

However, Repliku shakes his head and that's when Riku realizes he is wanting it for Naminé. Repliku sacrifices his own ability to have a body so she can instead. He sacrificed the one thing that can make him have a body and become real. She is one of the few things that is special and unique to him and it the reason he does it. Riku then finally promised to be there for when she wakes up to make sure she is okay.

That's a favor he does for Repliku because afterwards he moved on and went to look for Sora. However, this causes misconception that they are the same. Sure, Riku could care for her but it's definitely not the same as how Repliku does.

Repliku is his own person. His arc is finding himself which is separate from Riku. He ends up cherishing people separate from Riku. His own thoughts and feelings are his own. Nobody is controlling him. However people somehow got into the idea that Riku = Repliku when that's not the case at all.

Repliku is his own being and person because he cannot replicate Riku he failed to do that because he is someone separate. He deserves more and he deserves better and I hope KH3 isn't the last we ever see of him...

[aerodaltonimperial]

Trick or treat! 🍩 for Orange/O'Reilly! (I don't know what their shipname is, even if they even have one? I've just been calling them Double O in my head *shrugs*)

(SORRY THIS WAS DELAYED, I GOT HYPERFIXATED ON THE NANO FIC PROJECT AND LOST MY MIND 🤣)

"Are you..." Orange pauses, searching for the correct words. "Are you, uh, wearing a jack-o-lantern on your head?"

It's a silly question to ask, since yes, he clearly is, but Orange voices it anyway. The pumpkin - and Kyle - turn towards him. Orange can just see the man’s eyes through the triangle-carved eye holes.

"It's Halloween!" Kyle says.

"Right," Orange replies, slow. It's not the date that's giving him such confusion, after all. "How... how do you plan to wrestle with that?"

"I'm gonna wear it down there, take it off my head in the ring, and smash Jericho's face with it."

That's... not a bad idea? Still, the interior of the pumpkin can't be very comfortable, and the odds of Kyle tripping and falling while his vision is half obscured seems high. Orange takes a step forward and puts both hands on the rounded sides of the jack-o-lantern.

"Maybe you should test it first," he says.

Kyle doesn't fight him when Orange tugs the pumpkin off of his head. He's beaming, delighted at the entire situation. And Orange can't help but lean in to press a kiss against Kyle's mouth. He tastes faintly of pumpkin innards.

"Good?" Kyle asks.

Orange holds the jack-o-lantern out for him. "Give Jericho hell."