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[shiningsilverarmor]

If Beastie ever gets his caveman speech fixed---

WHAT VOICE DO YOU THINK WILL FIT HIM~?

Already one vote from Discord saying him with a Russian accent like from North in Rise of the Guardians.

[andcars]

# 𝗠𝗩𝟯𝟯 ─── GAMER MOMENTS MASTERLIST⠀REQUEST ME⠀TAGLIST⠀PATREON GUIDE⠀AO3

YOU'RE A MINECRAFT STREAMER and get in contact with some new guys. one of them won't stop bullying you. it's kinda silly how he acts like he's being subtle that he's trying to flirt with you.

TAGS. . . # fluff, bullying as flirting, pining max verstappen, 'oblivious' reader, minecraft streamers

FIC STYLE. . . # social media au (instagram chats, tweets)

zsync

ty FSMP for having me. that being said, hopefull i didn't give too much of a bad impression to some of ya'll....

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stellaroit i MISSED A ZSYNC STREAM?!?!?

orrifices RIP it was a funny stream

stellaroit what happened the vod isn't out yet

rudemi played minecraft in a new friend group and just decided to cause chaos towards this other streamer the entire time

angeleles who the hell is this lion33 dude and why did he have to hog all the wheat

divissx CHAT THE FURNACE IS NOT FURNACING!! highlight of the stream

lion33 mate i need u to leave the smp

albonono You're just jealous she got all the diamonds in the main island

lion33 completely unrelated

zsync (i'm not) sorry max

ynpng

chat i am not washed at minecraft

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georgerussell Disagree

ynpng like i ASKED

alexalbono Slay

alexalbono Btw why're u off priv do u know that

ynpng yessir

alexalbono Suspicious

alexalbono Are you joining the server soon. Max is annoying me

ynpng stop hogging my comments + maybe idk i'm still bitter abt him killing my cows

lion33

appreciate @ albonono for letting me on his stream. i do have his password now btw

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zsync WAS THAT WHY ALEX WAS JUST MUTED THE ENTIRE TIME?? IT WAS YOU??

lion33 lol

albonono @ zsync he was enjoying receiving flowers from you too much

lion33 your base? exploded.

shouula i love having a pov of max smiling like an idiot when yn was treating him like alex (aka kindly)

vrikrik real. yn is living the y/n life. what i would do to make him smile like that

albonono If u wanted to flirt do it on your own stream I literally went to piss

lion33 ???

massuech dude this is the weirdest softlaunch ever

zsync @ zsyncc · 28 October i'm never playing this game again

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Max V @ lion33 · 28 October — Replying to @ zsyncc ur being dramatic lol my house was griefed i needed somewhere to stay 41 replies 331 likes

mia 🕸 @ webberstrr · 28 October — Replying to @ lion33 just say you wanted to put your beds together in minecraft and leave 2 replies 6 likes

EVE @ eeves1 · 28 October so we agree that max and yn were flirting the entire thing right

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EVE @ eeves1 · 28 October — Replying to @ eeves1 i don't like rpf but it is kinda funny how max was goading yn on like a kindergarten with a crush 3 replies 7 likes

zsync

my beautiful house before it was INVADED BY THE DUTCH (also here's the mirmir bath pics ya'll begged for)

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pineeapper KITTYYY

lion33 you could've just said no

zsync would u have taken no as an answer?

lion33 no haha this is what u get for stealing my diamonds

littelorrenst chaotic stream as always

piapastry no one else gonna question the weird domesticity of her and max? no? ok

albonono Why're you reposting the mirmir pics from your "priv" account

zsync because i can

lion33 what? u have a priv?

Yn | You are now private messaging @ ynpng 142 followers · 521 posts

lion33 this isn't private lmao

ynpng no i just took it off priv for a bit

lion33 oh. ok btw like do u wanna film something tgt soon

ynpng yea sure why not

lion33 cool cool yea friday?

ynpng sure

lion33 shared a location

ynpng huh

lion33 where we can meet. alex told me you live near me so

ynpng wait omfg i thought u meant like stream

lion33 oh it's ok if u want it to be just a stream like minecraft or smthn

ynpng no no its okay. i need new vid on my main yt anyways

lion33 u sure? lol it's ok if u dont wanna film irl w me

ynpng stop being such a hard ass maxy. i say yes to filming

lion33 cool. thanks btw i really like ur videos 👍

zsync

causing chaos in the toy store in my new video. thank you @ lion33 for featuring and being my slave for the day

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wiiredxs never thought id get to see max doing an irl vlog willingly

hamiston who messed with the timeline why am i seeing max and yn tgt

vrikrik RIGHT like max flew a plane just to film this video 😭 they live in diff continents

lion33 sighs

albonono Your flirting technique sucks

lion33 shut the fuck up

orrifices am i delusional is this not the equivalent to teasing ur friend over his crush

grussell Yn, I hope you're seeing this

zsync seeing what

grussell Crikey...

Yn | You are now private messaging @ ynpng

georgerussell I don't wanna be the bearer of news... But Max has a crush on you

ynpng that's crazy dawg

georgerussell Okay I need some more reaction than that Me and the guys' GC have been talking about it ever since the first FSMP stream

ynpng whattttttt he's whatttttttt

georgerussell What in the Have you like known this the entire time

ynpng George. The man is a Monaco based streamer. I do not live in Monaco. He told me that Alex said we live near each other. I can kinda tell when people have a crush...

georgerussell And that's just your reaction!? I still expected something!

ynpng ill give u a reaction if he does something more obvious in the next stream

zsync @ zsyncc · 8 November fsmp birthday stream 2nite y'all. wish me bday luck i need netherite

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EVE @ eeves1 · 8 November alright are we ever going to talk about how max (and im entirely sure it's max) put netherites in yn's chest like that was so cute...

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♠ | FIO @ butt3fl1es · 8 November WHY DID I ENTER THE STREAM TO MAX MAXPLAINING ABOUT MONACO BOYS NOT BEING FUCKBOYS!?!?

WHAT IS HE YAPPING ABT

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#33 @ quetoii · 8 November someone needs to tell max his cam is still on everyone can see him giggling after yn thanked him for his gift

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dumb blonde moment @ jaccalps · 8 November — Replying to @ quetoii it's his fault anyways like no one streams minecraft w their cam on for maximum laziness

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ynpng 🔒

@ lion33 thanks for the present! and you, I guess. but seriously, you need like better courting skills. my nephew could do way better than you and he's 3yo

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alexalbono I'm sorry, courting!?

ynpng if bullying me counts as courting yeah

georgerussell ... No one won the bet

lion33 this is why you don't start a bet

georgerussell Mate, no one expected you to try and get with her like two weeks when you first met

ynpng ok to clarify, we are not dating. he's funny and he's rich so im letting him try

layladook girl whyre you a red flag 😭

lion33 my fave color has always been red

🗒 𝗣𝗔𝗣𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗜𝗟 . . . ok so i decided to do like my tweets as the text so it was easier for me to make this + less images uploaded. feel free to tell me if it's better or bad from how i used to do it before. anyways this was funny to write. i love minecraft. i love that max loves minecraft. it's just a bunch of tomfoolery around here also, my birthday is actually on the 8th so lil easter egg lmao ˎˊ˗ ᝰ.

──── 📨 @delululeclerc @hiireadstuff @bicchaan @fallingforpvris @rtorresblog @tribbisweetdear @jamie2305 @mv1simp

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[dungeonmalcontent]

I fixed alignment!

Link to the document in question if you don't care to hear the tale of it.

That's a really ambitious thing to declare. I even already went to the trouble of making this because I've been planning on announcing like this.

But, yeah.

Maybe I didn't fix it, per se. At worst, you can call this an alternative system to traditional alignment. And it all started because people were getting a little too complicated talking about the "nuance" of the standard alignment system and things like the MTG mana color system.

And my response was going to be "what ya'll are trying to get at is a spider graph." But that extended response post got annihilated because I didn't save it as a draft before switching tabs. So I started writing it up as its own post. And that lead to me making some demonstration graphs, and that lead to me going ahead and just writing up a whole essay. And then I adapted that essay into a variant rules module for 5e d&d.

So. Yeah. That's how I ended up making Re:Alignment. (get it, it's like a pun, because "re:" is the default header for a reply email and I'm responding to the trash state of alignment in 5e, but it's also read as "realignment" like repairing a misalignment.. it's clever, just trust me)

The document is 11 pages and can be read in its entirety as a preview on DMsGuild if you follow the link to it (easier to do on desktop). The doc outline how this approach to alignment changes how alignment works, the actual alignment system itself, and describes what I have essentially replaced good, evil, lawful, chaotic, and neutral with. I also included a print friendly PDF sheet to fit into a character sheet where you can track your spider graph alignment and other important alignment based RP information. Also also, there's a standalone graph jpg that you can slap onto a modified character sheet or other RP tool of your choice.

The doc is priced as "pay what you want", so if you want a downloaded copy or one you can print (though hopefully not the last page, because I make those all black) you can get it for free. If you want to throw a little money my way or if you really like the system, you can pay however much money you want. It was like 48 hours of work, so a decent amount of effort went into this.

If you're wondering "what did this moron replace the alignments with?" I'll answer that right now. I replaced alignment with this:

If you want to figure out what that means and how it works, read the doc. It's not that long and it describes it pretty thoroughly.

[xcalciumx]

Family | Mitsuri Kanroji x Reader x Obanai Iguro

Word Count | 5.5k

Warnings | we good.

Summary | Weeks after your near-death experience, you are slowly recovering when you run into Iguro and Mitsuri. Will you finally realise your true feelings? Or in which you stop being a goofy ass.

a/n | ya'll thought I wouldn't do it. but here i am. i posted it. I'M SO SORRY.

part one | part two

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

“Come on, princesses. My grandma can run faster than that – and she’s dead!”

Shinobu shot you an amused glance from across the room as you sat in your wheelchair, watching as the three boys ran their seventy-fifth lap. You grinned, averting your gaze as the blondie ran past, wide circle eyes staring at you desperately.

“Pleaseee, I can’t take – “

“Agatsuma!” Shinobu barked, “Thirty more laps and you’re done for today. Now shut up and get running!” 

You giggled behind your hand. Ever since the incident, you had become prone to spending your days either sitting aimlessly in your room or watching the younger members of the corps train. Clearly, with both of your legs in casts and your torso swallowed in bandages, there weren't a whole lot of options. Because of this, you had been begging Shinobu to give you a couple of wood crutches; that way you could at least get around the mansion a bit easier. Alas, she had refused your request every time. 

The woman in question made her way across the training space towards you, lips quirked up mischievously. As she came to a stop beside you, one of her hands came down to clasp your shoulder .

“Honestly, do you have anything better to do than distract these three?” she said, watching the boys. You cast her a long look, eyes narrowing. 

“Don’t know if you noticed, Kocho…but I'm kind of crippled here. Not much else I can do.” 

The insect hashira laughed at that, waving you off.

“How many times have I told you that your legs will be healed and fine in no time, hm? Trust me, you’ll be off fighting upper moons again before you know it.” 

You grumbled at that, reclining further back in the wooden wheelchair. 

“No thanks.”

At your words, Shinobu quirked a brow, turning to face you fully. “No? You’re not thinking of retiring are you?” The both of you sat in silence for a moment, her brows furrowing further as you refused to answer. “Hey…I mean I know you nearly died and all that, but it’s just a little hiccup in the road – like I said, you’ll be fine in a couple of weeks; it’ll be like nothing ever happened.” 

You let her assurance hang for a moment, a sigh leaving your lips as you thought about your reply. 

“I’m tired, Shinobu. This life, this…” you struggled to voice your feelings. “Women our age are married. They have families. We’re out here cutting the heads off of demons and watching as ambitious teenagers are sent off to be killed on missions. And - and to what end, really?” 

She pondered your words, a frown now tugging her lips downwards. When she finally spoke, she had averted her gaze to the jogging boys.

“Since the accident…sometimes you don’t sound like yourself.” she shot you a quick look, trying to gauge your reaction. “You know why we fight. You know why we lay down our lives. We save people. We work endlessly towards stopping Muzan. That’s the end goal and you know it.” Her words trailed off. On the other side of the matts, the trio began slowing down.  “You know what Kanae told me, when she was still alive? She said that just because we’re demon slayers - just because we’re cursed with this miserable life, it doesn’t mean we can’t love. It doesn’t mean we can’t have a family.” A large crease appeared in her forehead. She turned her stare back to you, determination prominent in her eyes. “So, you need to stop acting sorry for yourself. People die, people get hurt. Tough luck, suck it up. I don’t know what happened that day or what went down between the three of you, but sitting here, acting like you’re gonna quit the corps? It’s dumb. You can be happy. You can be that woman who’s married and has a family - but you’re just choosing not to, you’re scared.” 

A heavy feeling gurgled in your gut. You didn’t want to admit it, but Shinobu was right. You were scared, and you were acting pathetic because of it. The thought was confronting.

All the words that you had exchanged with Iguro and Mitsuri rushed back to you. The fear of death - the pain of never having lived a fulfilling, happy life…it had overwhelmed you. And as a result, you had pushed away some of the only people who truly cared for you. The people you loved. 

It made you want to crawl into a dark cave and never come out. 

Maybe that had been your last chance. Your only chance. Iguro and Mitsuri probably thought you were a big tantrum-throwing baby who couldn’t handle her emotions. They probably thought you hated them. And if there was one thing you knew for sure in this  terrible world - it was that you definitely did not hate them. Not a single piece of your broken, banged up body hated them. Lord, even when Iguro had made you turn red from anger - you didn’t hate him. And Mitsuri, who could ever hate her? She was the sweetest, love stricken person you had ever had the pleasure of laying your eyes on. Now though…now they probably hate you, if anything.

The thought had you clenching your fists tightly on the arms of your chair. 

Shinobu looked at you with a knowing smile, opening her mouth to speak. Before she could, three panting boys stumbled up to the pair of you, tongues lolling out of mouths and sweat sticking their hair to their heads like a second skin. 

Quickly, you righted the frown on your face.

“Done for today?” you asked. It was Tanjiro who answered, a beaming grin on his face despite the harrowing breaths leaving his lips. 

“Yup, all done! Thank you for today's training, Kocho-Sama!” he directed his next words at you. “Would you like to go back to your room? I can take you!”

You contemplated for a second, eyes glancing between the three demon slayers in front of you. 

“Actually, I was going to go out to the garden for a while. Get some fresh air. Thank you though, Tanjiro.” The maroon-haired boy smiled in response. On his left, Inosuke was rocking impatiently on his feet, whilst Zenitsu practically fell asleep standing up. Next to you, Shinobu shook her head at the younger boys with raised brows. 

“Same time tomorrow, don’t be late.” Her command was met with instant agreement. Zenitsu even stopped blowing snot bubbles for a second to answer. Your laughter was cut short when she turned her gaze to you. “And you, we’re gonna have a real long chat tomorrow, so I better see your ass here as well.” she regarded you with a stern look. “Maybe I can even get you to start exercising your legs a little so you’re not so useless…”

Your offended look did not go unnoticed as she sauntered out of the room, waggling her fingers goodbye. You couldn’t help but mutter to yourself angrily.

“I’m still a Hashira too, y’know.”

~

A couple minutes later you found yourself being pushed down a long hallway. Despite your insistence to Tanjiro that you could make your way to the garden by yourself, he wouldn’t let up. So now, to your absolute chagrin, you were being accompanied by a boar who was jumping off the walls, a babbling baby who was trying to fall asleep in your lap and a kind, but obsessive boy who was pushing your wheelchair like his life depended on it. 

For the eighth time, you pushed Zenitsu’s wobbling form away from you. 

“You’re not sleeping on me, Agatsuma. Don’t even try.” He whined but backed off a little, stomping grumpily down the hall next to you. Behind you, Tanjiro was humming something to himself cheerily. A little ways ahead, Inosuke was trying to fight with a random Kakushi. 

You had little doubt that the look on your face was pure exhaustion. 

The Kakushi currently getting harassed began sprinting down the hall past the rest of you, Inosuke hot on his tail. You rolled your eyes, opening your mouth to say something but deciding against it. As they passed, at the last minute you decided to stick your arm out. The Kakushi bypassed it unscathed, but Inosuke, with no awareness of his surroundings, ran right into your protruding limb, the force of the impact sending him sprawling backwards. In an instant, the Kakushi disappeared around the corner. The edges of your lips tilted up. Before you could blink, Inosuke was back up on his feet; boar eyes seemingly piercing into your soul and nostrils flaring with misty breath. You rubbed at the fading pain in your arm and stared back at him blankly. The entrance to the garden was only ten or so metres away, but Tanjiro tastefully chose this time to stop pushing you.

“Why’d you do that?” The feral boy growled out behind his mask, slinking closer. It was almost as if he was…trying to intimidate you? Tanjiro’s voice came over the top of your head.

“Um, Inosuke…she was just trying to help.” 

He ignored that, coming right up to your prone form and leaning down into your personal bubble. The ends of his mask tickled your face. You coughed in response, trying to hide the fact you were about to burst out laughing. 

“Inosuke!” Tanjiro admonished like a mother.

Before you could make a snarky remark at the animal-esque boy, two scrawny arms were pulling Inosuke away from you. You watched in confusion as Zenitsu restrained the trembling boar for a moment, his chin wiggling in fear. 

“Stop!” Zenitsu cried out. “She did nothing wrong, you crazy buffoon!” Inosuke roared, shoving an elbow into his friend's face and breaking free from his grip. Red instantly began to stream from the lightning user’s nose like a broken faucet. 

“Eh!? The hell you think you’re doing, Monitsu?!” 

You nearly smiled at the defiant look in Zenitsu’s eyes as Inosuke set his sights on him. Key word being nearly. What he said next diminished any admiration you held for him. 

“You can’t hit a girl, you psycho! Especially not one of my future wives!” your gaze narrowed instantly. “You’ll marr her lovely skin!”

“You’re a literal child,” you grumbled to yourself, going unheard by the rest of the boys. As you watched them bicker, all you could do was groan, leaning your head back to look at Tanjiro. He seemed to read something on your face as he stepped out from behind you to interfere. As he did so, you slapped a hand to your head in exasperation. You had wanted him to get you out of there, not make you stay around to watch these two bicker and fight. 

As Tanjiro began trying to deescalate the situation, the hallway somehow became louder with more shouting and arguing. Now, the hall was consumed by yelling teenage boys threatening to beat eachother up. And here you thought you were having a good day. 

You peered at the three, wondering if you should stop them as they began to tussle. 

It only took you a second to decide. Nah, not your problem. 

Reaching for your wheels, you began trying to navigate around the boys to get to the door. The wood of your wheelchair groaned as it slowly made its way across the floor towards the threshold. You passed the fighting group without a glance, readjusting your uniform nonchalantly. Your feet were practically in the sun as you reached the outside door. A gentle draft was coming in from the patio and you let yourself smile a little, rearing to get across the door frame. 

Right before you could pop a wheelie and haul yourself across the little cylinder trimming blocking the entrance, a low voice echoed down the hall behind you.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Your spine instantly tensed, and you paused mid-action to whip your head around. Your heart freaked for a moment, thinking the voice was directed at you. Though when you assessed the sight behind you, you realised that - that wasn’t the case. 

At the end of the hallway, where the four of you had come from, stood Iguro. His steely eyes were trained on Tanjiro, Inosuke and Zenitsu. At the Serpent Hashira’s question, the hall became deathly silent in a second. 

You kept very quiet; he hadn’t noticed you there yet. Your eyes darted between the garden and the three boys who looked like they had been caught stealing. Breath caught in your throat, you were about to make a sneaky exit when Iguro began talking again.

“Seriously. How old are you? What’re your names? I’ll report you for insolence in a Hashira’s residence.” He scoffed, eyes roving the boys in boredom. You pursed your lips, looking once more at the boys who had grown extremely still. Reflexively, your gaze wandered back to Iguro. 

When no one responded, the raven-haired male began stalking forward, his checkered haori swaying around him.

“Hm, so? Don’t wanna talk?” he cracked his knuckles creepily, Kabumararu coiling over his shoulders. “That’s fine. I'll make you talk.” 

You had to forcibly stop yourself from rolling your eyes at his stupid threat. However, when you looked back to the boys, you realised they didn’t share quite the same amusement as you.

Zenitsu was sporting the typical deer-caught-in-headlights look, with big, wet tears starting to form. Instead of hitting Inosuke, he was now clutching onto him tightly, using him as a meatshield from the imposing Hashira. Inosuke himself had completely tensed up and you couldn’t quite tell if he was getting ready to try to fight Iguro or run away from him. Besides them, Tanjiro was looking awfully guilty. He, at least, seemed sort of alright with the confrontation. 

You were now faced with a choice: slip out the door and leave these three to their possible demise or step in and tell Iguro to relax…One of the options was certainly looking better than the other. 

Even so, you weren’t completely cruel and you were kind of the reason that this had happened in the first place.

You sighed, slowly pushing yourself backwards into the hall. The rolling of your wheelchair instantly caught everyone's attention and you cleared your throat awkwardly. As you came to a slow stop, you raised your gaze to meet Iguro’s. Before you could say anything, Zenitsu called out to you in what he must have thought was a quiet voice, his form trembling now. 

“Hey, hey! Help us, please. Please!” 

Now it was him everyone was looking at. His throat bobbed as he gulped deeply, shrinking under the scrutinising glare of the older man in the room. He shot one last desperate look in your direction. 

You couldn’t help but sigh once again, cracking your neck and squaring your shoulders. 

“Alright, Obanai. I think you’ve scared them enough.” 

The boys sagged in relief. Iguro averted his stare back to you and you witnessed how his eyes seemed to soften as they took you in. Though it was totally a trick of the light, you told yourself. Surely you didn’t look very pretty, all dinged up and useless in a wheelchair. Despite this, Iguro changed his course of trajectory, walking towards you. The boys watched on fearfully, thinking you had pissed him off. You didn’t blame them, because you also thought you had pissed him off.

It wouldn’t be the first time. 

As he came closer, you noticed the slight limp in his step and the numerous cuts torn across his face. There were some rips in his haori and a stain on his bandages that resembled blood. You raised an eyebrow. Before you could remark on it, he had stopped a few feet in front of you, eyes devoid of any emotion.

“You look better.”

There was an awkward silence. You glanced behind Iguro to where the trio seemed to contemplate their escape. Something that felt awfully similar to sweat pooled in your palms. You should say thanks, right? Right. What came out though was definitely not a thanks. 

“You look like shit.” Instantly, you clapped a hand over your mouth, eyes widening. That was not what you meant to say. What the hell was wrong with you? Quickly, you held up your hands placatingly, “No, no - I didn’t mean. I mean - you look fine. You must have just got back from a mission? Yeah, you did…it’s uh. It’s fine. Wait, I mean - “ you tripped over your words, only to stop when a low chuckle reached your ears. You went completely silent when you looked up to see Iguro regarding you fondly, a warmness starting to blossom in your cheeks.

“Mitsuri and I just got done with a mission. We, “ he glanced back at the eavesdropping boys, “We were going after it. The upper moon.” 

Your eyes widened slightly at his words, a heavy silence now basking the hall.

“Oh.”

Iguro laughed again, shoulders shrugging.

“It was a trap though. We barely made it out…” his words trailed off. Your heart hammered so hard, you thought it might re-break your ribs.

“But - but you’re okay, right? I mean, where’s Mitsuri? She’s alright?” It was hard to hide the nervousness in your voice. Iguro seemed surprised but he quickly hid it, nodding his head. 

“She’s fine. A little battered up as well, but fine. She should - ”

As if she was summoned, Mitsuri pranced around the corner, her pink locks flying behind her. She came to a stop as she regarded the crowded hall curiously.

“Oh! Hi everybody?” If the boys weren’t relaxed before, they certainly were now. With two other Hashiras around, they were decidedly protected from Iguro’s wrath. It was Tanjiro who greeted her back, waving a hand. She smiled sweetly, eyes wandering towards Iguro and ultimately landing on you. Her smile flickered for a second, shoulders seeming to curl the slightest bit. 

“Oh,” she whispered this time. “Hi.” Unsure of what her body language meant, you smiled hesitantly back at her.

“Hey, Suri’...”

At the nickname, something in her eyes flared and suddenly she was skipping down the hall towards you and Iguro. As she passed by the boys, one of her hands reached out to pat Zenitsu on the head. Lovehearts literally shone in his eyes.

“Honey!” she cooed as she reached you. It was as if nothing had happened between you two as she grabbed your face with one hand, angling it up and down. She hummed under her breath. “Well, you’ve certainly healed well!” she stared at you with a soft, simpering smile - almost as if begging you not to push her away again. You didn’t. Rather, you laughed quietly, cupping the hand that was now resting on your cheek. 

“Yeah…we all know Shinobu’s medicine works wonders. Don’t tell her I said that, though.” Mitsuri grinned at that, taking a step back. As she did, your eyes were drawn to the bandages peeking out from beneath her uniform. “Are you alright?” you asked her without missing a beat. She followed your gaze, then looked at Iguro sceptically. He nodded back at her.

“I’m okay, it’s just a cut. Um…” she looked at Iguro a second time, displeasure now causing her nose to scrunch. When she looked back at you, it became glaringly obvious that she was nervous. 

“What, Suri’?” you asked. Her cheeks grew a little bit pink.

“It’s just that…I’m sorry. We went on that mission to take down the upper moon and failed. I - I know it meant a lot to you.” The smile on your face quickly vanished, but not for the reason Mitsuri seemed to think. As she raised her hands to apologise again, you interrupted.

“You’re sorry? Mitsuri no, you don’t need to apologise to me. I know how I reacted a couple weeks ago but I don’t - y’know, I don’t actually care. I mean, you don’t owe me anything…” 

Her head tilted to the side, a pout coming onto her face. Iguro spoke up.

“You don’t…care? We’ve been away for weeks hunting that demon for you because we thought…we - “ Iguro paused, looking over at the trio of boys still listening to your conversation. “Maybe we should go somewhere a little more private.” Mitsuri nodded her agreement. 

“No.” You all paused, staring at Zenitsu as he announced himself in a meek voice. Iguro in particular, stared hauntingly at him. This was enough for the blonde to cower back, looking to his friends for help. Indeed, Tanjiro came to his aid.

“No, he’s right. We were taking her to the garden before you interrupted. You can’t just take her away when she doesn’t wanna go!”

You blinked at Tanjiro repeatedly, trying to process his words. When you did, you nearly cried in exasperation. These kids were crazy. You went to explain, but was stopped by Iguro as he took a step towards the boys. 

“Are you trying to say we can’t talk to our girl in private?” he asked darkly. Tanjiro paled but didn’t back down. Zenitsu, on the other hand, completely hid himself behind Inosuke. (Though you were pretty sure that Inosuke had fallen asleep at some point in all of this). 

Mitsuri and you exchanged a look.

“Stop it, Iguro.” you groaned. “And Zenitsu, Tanjiro - for god's sake, I am going on my own free will. No one is making me do anything. Just go back to your room or something!” you snapped at them. For the first time since you had met, the boys seemed to remember that you were a Hashira, which meant you could look after yourself. It also meant that you were undoubtedly capable of dismembering them if they got on your nerves…which they had, many times before this. Their eyes widened but they nodded, scurrying off down the hall. You watched them go, casting a look at the now snoring Inosuke still standing there. 

“Should we wake him?” Mitsuri pondered.

“No.” Iguro retorted, reaching towards you.

“What’re you doin - Yah!” All of a sudden you had left the discomforts of your wheelchair and were dangling idly in the air.  With your legs useless, you couldn’t do much but glare at the Serpent Hashira. He peered down at you, shrugging.

“Easier to move you around this way.” he said simply. Next to you, Mitsuri giggled. 

You had no choice but to accept it, grumbling to yourself as you tried to hide the slight flush creeping up your neck. 

~

Outside, the sun was high in the sky. The sound of birds and running water echoed from the forest beyond the garden walls. 

Mitsuri had directed the three of you towards a large oak, where you now sat in the cool shade. You had propped yourself up against the trunk, Iguro to your right and Mitsuri laying on her tummy in front of you two. 

You all sat in silence, watching the calm scenery pass you by. Iguro’s head flopped back against the bark, a quiet sigh leaving his lips. Mitsuri yawned, legs kicking up behind her as she stretched out her arms. You just sat and watched, eyebrows drawn as you thought about what to say. Were you supposed to ignore what had happened three weeks ago? Were you guys just hanging out as friends now? Iguro had started saying something back inside but maybe he didn’t want to talk about it…

Your lips pursed.

 Before you could dive deeper into your lair of doubt and confusion, a loud chatter caught your attention. All of you watched as a small group of demon slayers stumbled through the garden gates and made their way toward the mansion. As they joked around with each other, your eyes caught on their nichirin blades, shimmering like glitter in the sun. Your finger twitched beside you. 

Your katana was long gone. After it had snapped into two on the mountain, it served you no purpose. Because of this, you had been blade-less ever since you woke up. Though Shinobu promised you that your swordsmith would bring you a new blade any day now, you were beginning to think she was lying to you to keep your spirits high. If you had it your way, you would’ve gone to the swordsmith village by now and re-equipped yourself; but no, apparently that wasn’t an option according to the Insect Hashira. Despite your argument that you could heal fine at the village and not have to worry about demons, you were ‘not permitted to leave the butterfly mansion until approved by a senior doctor.’ AKA, until Shinobu Kocho stopped being the bane of your existence.

Mitsuri followed your gaze, looking back at you with a small smile.

“You must really wanna get back out there after being cooped up in here the last couple’a weeks, huh?” 

You shrugged noncommittally, eyes falling away from the blade as the slayers made their way inside. 

“I suppose so,” you hummed, fingers tugging at the grass absentmindedly. Iguro grumbled from your right.

“Well I don’t want to fight another demon for the next fifty years after that last fight. Fuckin’ hell.”

MItsuri laughed, swatting at his leg playfully. At the same time, she nodded her head. 

“It was…” she chuckled softly. “It was a lot.”

As you observed her a bit closer, you saw the dark shadows under her eyes and the purplish-blue where a bruise was beginning to form on her cheek. The numerous cuts littering her face was giving way to the warm swelling beneath. Glancing besides you, you noted that the same could be said for Iguro. Hot glue stuck your throat closed as you shut your eyes briefly. This was your fault. 

“I’m sorry.” You spoke quietly. “You didn’t have to…I mean, you didn’t need to go after the upper moon. I - I’m sorry.” You couldn’t think of what else to say but apologise. You were the reason they had come home looking like crap. You were the reason they were probably aching all over right now. You. It was you.

“Shuddup,” Iguro suddenly barked, peering over at you. You stopped yourself from jolting at his unexpected demand. 

“I-”

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but we went after that upper moon on Ubayashiki’s orders. It had nothin’ to do with you.”

Your eyes widened, lips opening and closing as you tried to find the words to respond.

“Iguro!” Mitsuri groaned, one hand slapping her forehead. Like you, she gaped for a second as she tried to find the right words to say.

“What? I’m just telling the truth.” He said calmly. Mitsuri glowered at him, one finger rising up to point at him menacingly.

“That is not the tru-” her eyes lit up with a sudden realisation. “You’re just grumpy because that demon called you ugly!” she accused.

“Huh?!”

“Huh?”

Both you and Iguro spoke at the time, although Iguro was sounding a little more outraged at her words.

“The demon what?” your question fell on deaf ears.

“I am not grumpy about that!” Iguro defended himself instantly. Mitsuri responded back with equal fervour.  

“You totally are! I told you you’re not ugly! Why are you still mad?!” 

“I’m not!”

“You are!”

It took you a second to process the words being exchanged but once you did you could do nothing but clasp a hand over your mouth and stifle your giggles. Kaburamaru slithers over from Iguro’s shaking shoulders to perch on you grumpily. You reached your free hand up to stroke along his head gently, watching the two bicker. 

It was only when Mitsuri’s wild eyes turned to you, did you realise that you should say something. 

“You’re not ugly, Iguro.” You said, nudging the hashira next to you. The stream of words falling from his lips paused as he turned to look at you. “The demon was probably just trying to rile you up. In fact, you’re the least ugly guy I know.” you grinned easily at him and he seemed stunned for words. Mitsuri sighed dramatically, plopping back down into the grass with a huff. You bit your tongue to stop from laughing.

“That’s not true,” Iguro mumbled, head turning away from you. As you lose sight of his face, your face falls flat. Who knew that the Snake Hashira of all people would be so vain? Seeing the expression you bore, Mitsuri shook her hands at you, urging you to continue. You stuck your tongue out at her. 

“Oh, Iguro ~ “ you murmur, hair falling in your face as you shake your head conspiratorially. “Really, you’re the most handsome guy I know. Don’t be such a baby about it, okay? It almost takes away from how stunning you are.”

You grin like a vixen when his head whips back towards you. With his face right in front of you, you can see the light dusting of red covering his cheeks. 

“But I -”

“Oh good lord, Iguro!” you snapped playfully. “What is this? One of those cheesy love stories Mitsuri likes to read?” you ignore the yelped ‘hey’ from the bubblegum haired girl. “Don’t give me that bullcrap! I’ve literally seen you without your bandages and I still love you so what's the problem!?” 

Your breath leaves you in pants as you contain a laugh. Iguro continues to stare at you, his pupils dilating. It isn’t until you turn to look at Mitsuri that you realise something is wrong. She’s gone silent, mouth dropped open. 

“What? What did I say?” you ask hesitantly, glancing back at Iguro. 

The squeals are all the warning you get before a solid force smashes into you. Slightly disoriented, you barely register Mitsuri wrapping around you like a toddler.

“I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!” 

You groan, peeking one eye open to look at the Love Hashira. She’s already beaming down at you, hands cupping your face.

“I knew you loved us!” She rotates to talk to Iguro. “I told you she was just overwhelmed! I did!”

He goes to say something back at her but ends up just shaking his head. His bandages shift slightly upwards.

Listening to Mitsuri, what you just said dawns on you. Your face pales, lips parting slightly. Mitsuri catches the look on your face and jumps, about to clamber off of you. Before she can, you wrap a hand around her arm softly. Her face flushes but she stays where she is.

You wet your lips, trying to make sense of all the thoughts in your head. 

“Hey,” Mitsuri whispers. “You know it’s okay if you didn’t mean to say that…I’m not trying to force you to confess your undying love for us if you don’t actually love us, y’know?”

You shoot a surprised look at her. “Huh? No! No that’s not it. I just…how? Why?”

“You're gonna have to be a bit more specific than that,” she giggles. The hold you have on her loosens slightly, your eyes casting towards the ground. 

“How can you still love me? After what I said? How I pushed you away?” Tears hide behind your eyelids. “I was a total bitch. I mean, I thought you would never even talk to me again! I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”

Mitsuri looks away and you realise that she’s mouthing something at Iguro. Suddenly, there’s a hand gripping onto yours tightly.

“Stop apologising,” Iguro’s gruff voice comes from beside you. You realise it’s his hand that you’re holding. “Suri’ kept saying that you were just overwhelmed, that you didn’t mean what you said. I realise now that she was right.” You can’t stop the tears that dribble down your cheeks. Mitsuri’s hold on you tightens. “I mean, you nearly died that day and here we were announcing our love for you? What the hell is up with that?”

You choke on a laugh, fingers curling into the palm of his hand.

“What I’m trying to say,” Iguro mutters, somewhat embarrassed. “Is that if anyone should be sorry, it’s us. We pushed you too far and didn’t stop to consider how you may have felt. So…we’re sorry.” 

Everything goes quiet, your quiet sniffling slowing down. Mitsuri leans back to smile at you.

“Can we just stop all this sad shit?” she laughs. You echo her, reaching up to wipe away the remaining water in your eyes. 

“Yeah. Yeah, I think so.” You.

“Please. No more of this emotional crap.” Iguro.

All three of you begin laughing in earnest now. All the drama and tears getting carried away by the gentle breeze that sweeps through the garden. 

As you calm down, you notice the soft look on Mitsuri’s face. Her eyes dart down for a second, a pinkish hue colouring her cheeks.

Before you can question it, she’s pressing her lips to yours, hands gripping at your shirt tightly. It starts as quickly as it ends as she pulls back, eyes twinkling with stars.

“Too soon?” she giggles.

“Not soon enough,” you murmur, tugging her back towards you. Iguro’s firm grip on your hand keeps you safe and warm, reminding you that they were your family - your priority. 

[jazeswhbhaven]

Holy shit you actually read my post thank you. And sorry for what I will throw out here:

Hello again! I guess I should use some label but I always forget. Let's just go with 💭 anon because I think way too much for anyone's liking. And Yes, I did finish Chapter 6.

So Chapter 6 actually gave a LOT of information for us and yes MC finally did stuff that actually helped them gain some merit. Their abilities still feel pretty dormant, I guess they wanted to show off just a small taste of what MC could be capable of in the near future. Hopefully. If they don't relapse back. Your move PB and you don't have a lot going for you atm.

But...that's about it. I think after this many chapters and most of the summaries of the L card stories...I don't really have a lot of expectations. In fact anything with the MC is very low expectations for me. But I say I will give them a slightly lighter sentence for CH6, only a smidge but I'm just that hard to please. In the end, I still don't see why the devils like MC. Like I get the devils have no shame and stuff but if the MC is supposed to represent like "us," then it's not really like, blank slatey enough for me to want to make an MC OC because it's like the game tells you that you have to be a frigging pervert which to each their own, I don't really function that way enough to want to fuck every single devil. If I want to make someone crazy I'd make a demon instead. Heck a powerful demon MC makes more sense than a rando human watching porn who happens to be the descendant of someone important? I mean I expect more to their background but it's "descendant of Solomon this and that." Too much emphasis on the Solomon part(be quiet, Sitri) too.

And honestly agree with you when they decided to go gaga over the angel. Heck during the Foras confession bit I'm just going. "Foras you're so sweet, but..seriously? -scoots him over to Astra/OCs- You can do better." I guess PB is making them consistent of them going stupid over any pretty face, and honestly I think everyone's gonna have to just deal with(and I'm sure they are) MC being...well MC I guess.

I accepted it, but I won't like it. It gets tiring when I have to go: "Oh they did a cool thing good for them--aaaaannnnnd we're back to them being a perverted degenerate. Great. Moving on."

Props to PB making a H game and all that, but maybe I'm silly and want to some more meat on those bone(rs). I don't even bother with the unholy boards anymore because I reading the first parts I'm not really invested to throw in all those candies.

I'll let you in on my inbox strategy 💭 anon. There's literally no organized way I answer asks. I do in fact read every single one, and see if my brain has an answer for it, if I do and I can churn it out without getting distracted it gets posted quickly. If not it takes a few days 😭 (or longer as most of ya'll can clock) So yes! very slow reply rate, but I do read every single one at least once so I can keep track of what I need to answer when I get to it.

SO YES glad you finished chapter 6 so we can talk about this better.

MC really made me wanna smack them when they were doubting the devils because I'm like, hello??? the only good angel you've seen is Leamas and even then he was lying to you for his and Nina's benefit while almost getting ya'll killed in the process. Plus, Gabriel killed your bestie/future husband if he has anything to say about it, every devil's backstory should have you convinced, especially Belial's. His damn vocal cords are damaged, you think he did that on purpose?

"I only heard one side" true. But the angels haven't really given you any reason (main story wise) to believe that they should be trusted and shortly after Camael definitely proved that point by getting frustrated when they wouldn't believe him.

There was also that point where they attacked poor Ppyong, so it's clear that they haven't gotten to that level of being able to handle all of the kings powers. Nor be able to take on multiple contracts.

I love how you mentioned scooting Foras over to other OCs, but yes Foras please look elsewhere.

And to brag about Astra for a bit, if you don't mind me doing so, while Astra does have the "hot girl summer, th0t" personality it's literally because she's allowed to do so in Hell, so why not? back with Minhyeok she doesn't want to further embarrass him by acting out, saves that energy for her job, and comes back home and chills out with him. But also, there's a sense of "I have to fight with them otherwise what I am here for?" which is why she tried to beat up Gabriel when she was attacked by him in the first place lol I had to put that for her because I was like, nah we're not gonna have a character that doesn't fight that doesn't sit right with me.

And other's OCs also seem to have their amazing personalities and some are even fixed on one devil and that's it. I love how realistic that can be, and how everyone's characters differ from MC. That's also why I agree that while they aren't blank-slate enough for self-insert, they are made to where we all can just insert our own characters in place and it would still work to some degree.

And for making a demon OC, I'm starting to think I should bring mine over. Nova is half-demon, but I think my demon OC would fit here too (couldn't really figure out how to get him to fit in the OM universe)

I know there's some MC fans out there that don't really see anything wrong with them, (which is why I have my tag on here) but sorry ya'll MC just ain't doin' it for me. Male MC acting this way too just makes me feel like I'm reading this one BL that I won't mention or we'll be here all damn night....lmao

[crystalsblogcorner]

Part 2 chapter one is out and I'm quite happy to finally get the ball rolling and posting more stuff in the future! and if you have any questions or anything you wanna ask about this au or want me to write something, feel free to ask and I'll try to answer as fast as possible. Hope ya'll enjoy this chapter as much I loved writing it!

this chapter will be in mostly ranboos while some of it in technos + a snippet into how puffy and tubbo are doing, and there will be vore in this so if you don't like that, don't read it.

Word count: 3,952

part 1 (in case you haven't read it)

Trust Building

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 "How can I help ya mate?" The winged tiny asks with a smile. Ranboo fumbles with his fingers before asking.

   "I heard someone named Techno lives here, may I talk to him please, " the bird tiny's ears perk at the name techno before faltering into a soft smile

   "Techno,there's someone here to see you!" They holler into the living room before gesturing ranboo to come inside, "c'mon in, you look exhausted." Ranboo say a quiet thank you as he steps foot into the household,closing the door behind him to be polite. "So, what's your name," he asks as he walks beside ranboo.

   "Um, mines Ranboo," he says softly as he hugs his journal.

   "Oh! So you're the kid techno always talks about after work, huh? He said you finally got a family, he's missed you a lot. My name's Philza by the way, but you can just call me Phil,'' Phil remarks, as he hollers again as they walk into the living room, "techno! Ranboos here to see you!" Ranboo looks over at the couch, seeing his favorite hog hybrid sleeping, his ears perking as he hears ranboos name.

   Techno slowly gets up, rubbing his eyes sleepily as he groans, "who? I didn't order anything."

   Phil facepalms before repeating, "no, ranboos here to see you." Techno looks at them both and smiles as he looks at ranboo, but it faltering slightly seeing how exhausted Ranboo is. 

   "Ranboo, why are you here at this hour? You look so tired, everything alright?" Techno asks, his face filled with worry. Ranboo doesn't speak for a moment,making techno worry even more, "Ranboo?" 

   "Yea. Everything's alright, just missed you, that's all," ranboo lies, making his stomach queasy. Techno looks at him before shrugging, and Phil stands there before thinking of an idea.

   "Is anyone hungry? We got some cookies sitting on the counter if y'all want some,"Phil offers, both ranboo and techno think for a moment.

   "I can go for one," techno replies, ranboo nodding along with techno.

 "Ok! C'mon into the kitchen," Phil says as he glides into the kitchen, leaving techno and ranboo alone in the adjoining room.   

   "Need a hand," techno whispers, making ranboo jump and pull on his stitches, a harsh hiss escaping ranboos lips at the sudden movement. 

  "Y- yea, I do," ranboo says, clutching his abdomen as he climbs onto technos hand. Techno looks at him for a moment, watching his every move and expression before walking into the kitchen and setting ranboo onto the counter.

   "I'm gonna get something, I'll be right back," techno says before leaving the room.

   Techno puts in the phone number on the card before pressing the call button, making the phone ring as he mutters under his breath, "c'mon, c'mon." The phone picks up a voice coming from the other side of the call.

  "Techno?, why are you calling at this hour," puffy's voice asks on the other line, her voice sounding robotic through the device.

  "May I ask why's ranboo at my house?" Techno asks with confusion, holding the phone with two hands as he stands around the corner from the kitchen.

   "Oh thank goodness, ranboos with you then," puffy sighs with relief before continuing," and he's there because something happened between him and tubbo at school yesterday,making ranboo scared enough to leave in the middle of the night through the window."

  "And what happened?" Techno asked, his mind trying to think of the worst possible ways for ranboo to leave his own family.

  "Well.." puffy stalled, "tubbo kinda... Ate him purely out of protective purposes without telling ranboo, scaring him to death basically."

    Techno was shocked on what he was hearing, his face bewildered as he looked back at ranboo and phil in the kitchen before asking, "why? Why did tubbo need to protect him like that? I thought only certain hybrids have that feature of a second stomach?"

   "Tubbo told me he read in a book somewhere that ranboos species is immune to extreme temperatures and acids, but is really sensitive to water, causing it to turn white in some cases. And he did it because this guy wanted him to kill ranboo, so he thought it was the best idea to pretend that he killed him, " puffy explained, the sound of rain beginning to drop from the sky onto technos roof. 

   "Anything else I need to know, have any injuries happened since the last time I saw him?" Techno questions, hearing a sigh on the other line.

   "Well... There was the first night we brought him home, dream attacked him and made some huge wounds on his torso, I had to stitch them even to the best of my abilities, and I was going to check them but he ran away before i got the chance," puffy said with guilt in her voice.

   Technos eyes widened a bit, a lot of things making so much sense after the entire explanation, "thanks puffy. And tell tubbo ranboos fine, he just gonna stay here for a bit and I'm gonna help him recuperate on what happened, he doesn't look fully there to me."

   "Ok I will, bye," puffy says before hanging up the phone, techno sighs as he puts the home phone on the wall rack before pinching his nose, the voices filling his ears.

Protect ranboo!

                      Ranboo needs to be safe.          

  Heal ranboo!                                               

                  Heal!   

                   He needs to be stored. 

      Protect!

Keep him safe.         

   "Techno! Are you there?" Phil calls as he glides around the corner and onto the dresser beside techno, " you good, you look stressed." 

   Phil's voice snaps techno out of his trance, muffling the voices slightly as he looks at phil before saying, "y-yea I'm fine, just off the phone with puffy, told me why ranboo's here."

   "Yea?" Phil says as he flies up to technos level on a nearby shelf.

   "He's here because tubbo thought it was a good idea to store him without telling ranboos he was going to be safe even though he doesn't have a second stomach. But ranboos was scared shitless so he ran away from home to here, and just in time to," techno remarks as the rain falls heavily on the window, light flashing over the sky before continuing," and she also told me her oldest son dream attacked them the first night there, making wounds big enough for stitches, she said she did the best she could." Techno lets out a deep groan as he puts his fingers to his temples as he states," then the voices started talking.”

   "What are they telling you," Phil asks as he sits down and crosses his legs.

   Techno sighs as he rubs him temples, trying to relieve his headache as he says," they keep telling me to store ranboo, but I don't think that's the best thing right now." 

   Phil scratches his head before saying, "what if it is? What if you show him it isn't scary, and besides it'll heal his wounds in the process." Techno turns away and huffs at Phil's idea of the situation, Phil's wings drooping as he adds, "I know you want to help him tech in the best way possible, but we wouldn't make any progress if you don't show him he's safe, really safe."

   "Yea but, what if he gets scared and runs again, then we wouldn't know where he is,'' Tech remarks, trying his best to avoid Phils plan on storing ranboo in his second stomach.

   "Tech... It's going to be alright, you just gotta tell him it's safe,"Phil reassures techno with a smile as he stands back up.

 "But he's just a kid phil, remember when I first did it to you, I told you were going to be safe but you still hid from me for weeks? He's already gone through that and I don't want to scare him more, especially of me," techno snaps back, causing Phil's wings to fluff up. Techno turns and walks towards his study before grasping the door frame as he say to phil softly, "tell ranboo to make himself at home, I'm going to be working for a bit."  After that, techno walks through the doorway and closes the door behind him, locking it from the inside.

   Phil huffs before gliding off the shelf and across the hall into the kitchen, seeing ranboo sitting with a tiny blanket that phil got for him wrapped around his body. “How are you doing?” phil asked as he landed beside ranboo, who flinched slightly with a hiss before looking up at phil.

   "Y-yea I'm fine, thanks," ranboo said before going back and fiddling with the blanket, him folding the lavender cloth around his hands over and over again.

  "Hey ranboo, may I ask you something?" Phil asked as he sat down beside ranboo, making him look up from the fabric and at phil.

   "Uh- sure, what?" Ranboo replied confused.

  Phil sighed, "why are you here, I thought you have a happy family that looked after you, what happened?"

Ranboo eyes widened a bit before lying, " like I said earlier, I just wanted to see techno that's all." 

   "Ranboo, you think you can lie to me? I raised two giant sons as tiny as I am, so why are you really here?" Phil asked again, ranboo sighing in defeat as he lowers his hands into his lap.

  "Ok, I'm here because I was scared and needed to get away, so many things happened over the past week. It was so overwhelming so I just ran. First, I almost died by blood loss from being stabbed by tubbos older brother claws," ranboo explains as he lifts his shirt to expose the purplish-hued medical cloth before continuing, " and just yesterday my best friend ate me and I almost died then aswell, gods, why does everything have to be so stressful."

   "Can you tell me what was so stressful and overwhelming?" Phil asked softly as he leaned his head on one of his hands.

   "Everything basically was, I literally had to try to survive, and when tubbo literally tried to eat me," ranboos eyes begined to water," I thought I was going to die phil. I was horrible and awful and I hated every second of it." Ranboo pulled in his knees up to his chest and stuffed his head into his arms, the faintest sounds of crying could be heard coming from ranboo moments after. Phil looks at ranboo before rubbing ranboos back in soothing circles, trying to be helpful in the best way possible.

   "Tell you what, let's get you fixed up and get you somewhere to sleep for tonight and we'll figure this out in the morning, alright?" Phil offers, gaining a slight nod from ranboo, "ok, I'll be right back."

------a few minutes later------

  "Ok I got the medical supplies, now can you just lift up your shirt so I can change the bandages?" Phil asks as he holds a mecial aid kit and some rubbing alcohol. Ranboo complies and lifts up his shirt, the bloodied bandages contrasting greatly with his dark skin. Phil looks over ranboos torso, the splotches looking normal so far. "Ok, this might hurt a bit but I'ma take them off," Phil says as he sets the supplies beside him after kneeling down before grabbing some medical scissors and cutting the medical tape. Phil unwraps the tape and looks over ranboo wounds, most of them looking to be healing well, all except for one on ranboos lower chest, which is gaping open with the popped threads dangling from the lifted skin. 

   "Oh shit," Phil says, making ranboo look down at his torso and the open wound, ranboos anxiety beginning to rise rapidly, him starting to breathe heavy at the sight. "Ranboo, hey everything is going to be alright, we just need to stitch it up, or-" phil says before stopping and saying as he grabs a large enough gauze, handing it to ranboo as he instructs," hold this on there and put as much pressure as possible with you hurting yourself, I gotta go get techno." Phil jumps up before flying off to techno study, landing on the little perch on the door before knocking as he says, "techno!!! I need you help!"

   "Dammit phil, what did you do?" Techno said from inside his study, the sound of footsteps coming to the door before opening the small one on the perch where phil stands.

   "Ranboo has popped stitches and I need your fucking help," Phil said with worry in his voice. 

   "How am I supposed to help, I'm at least thirty times larger than him and I don't know how to sew medical stitches," techno replied with a monotone voice, "how about you ask Will, he's the classified veterinarian here."

  "But he isn't here and even if he was, he would probably be too wasted to actually do anything," phil interjected, " techno, you know what I'm talking about, ranboos in there having a fucking panic attack about this and I'm in here asking you to help him instead of comforting him about this for fuck sake!"

   Techno looks at him before sighing, "I don't want to scare him even more than he is phil! He's been through so much and-"

   "Well he's in there going through this on his own right now and I need you to do this for me, and he needs you right now tech, he really does," phil pleads.

   "Ok, let's go," techno says as he opens the door to his study and walks around the corner and into the kitchen, seeing ranboo holding the qauze tightly on the wound with a stong scent of blood, causing the voices to jumpstart again.

Protect Ranboo!

                                                                                         Keep him safe.                                                                     Heal Him!!

Store him.

                protect!

heal!

                           Help ranboo!                          

  Techno groans along with putting his hand to the side of his head, phil looking back at him and saying as he kneels beside the paranoid, bleeding teenager, "Tech, you alright?" 

   Techno nods before saying," yea i'm fine, lets get this over with so the voices can stop yapping." Ranboo looks at both phil and techno with darting eyes and shaky breath, his hand trembling that holds the blood soaked gauze. 

   Phil turns back to ranboo and hugs him lightly as he tries to sooth him to the best of his abilities before telling ranboo softly," hey ranboo, everything is going to be alright, you just need to not freak out and try not to move much, can you do that for me?" Ranboo nods shakingly as he looks at techno, techno looking at him guiltily before walking up to the counter. Phil lets go of ranboo and steps back from him, getting a weird but fearful look from ranboos face. "Don't freak out..." Phil reassures him before looking at techno and nodding, earning a small nod back from techno.

   "W- what are you-" ranboo stammers out but gets cut off from techno gently picking and lifting him up towards his face, scaring ranboo slightly to hold one of the techno's fingers with his tail. Techno uses his other hand to move the hair from over ranboos eyes, seeing small tears forming in the corners along with his pupils shaking in fear. Technos guilt grew the more he looks at ranboo, his only option is to try to set ranboo in his mouth.

   Techno gestures ranboo towards his mouth, ranboo realizing what's happening and tries to run away, only for his chest to sting from the sudden movement, causing ranboo to collapse back down to his knees.

   Techno can't take the guilt watching ranboo hurt so he hurriedly sets ranboo in his mouth past his tusks and onto his tongue. Before ranboo can even speak he shuts his mouth before hearing ranboos hurtful crying, the mix of the salt, vanilla, and copper-like taste taking over his taste buds. Techno tries to get this over with so he tilts his head back, nudging ranboo to the back of his throat and swallows, hearing a cry of pain along with his entire body tensing up with it. Techno swallows again and again until ranboo passes his collarbone and slips into his second stomach, the hard part just beginning to unfold.

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  "Nonononono-," ranboo said only to be enveloped in darkness and encapsulated in teeth, "techno..." Ranboo doesn't even try to fight it, his body throbbing to much to even move. Tears begin to fall down his face and onto the muscle beneath him, causing it to flinch. Before long his entire world shifts,making him fall backwards and into the throat, a painful yelp as the walls close up around his body,pulling him downward until falling into fluorescent pink goo. 

   Acid, Ranboos mind pops into thought, causing ranboo to scramble away from the otherworldly substance, some of it already sticking to his clothes. "Nononononononothiscantbehappening," ranboo mumbles, his words begin to flow into eachother, voice cracking as more tears prick at the corners of his eyes. "Please no, not again," ranboo says as he puts his head into his palms, tears begin to fall down his face as everything works around him, the sounds filling his ears

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   "What? You sure that's a good idea?" Techno asks phil, who stands in his palms with a bandages and other medical supplies in a Ziploc bag. 

   "Well I do still have to treat him, and I bet he isn't even in the healing potion fluid due to the fact it's in a literal organ. So I have to calm him down aswell, so can you just please do this last favor, then you lay down and get some actual rest," phil explains as he takes off his hat and sets it on technos hand. Techno groans slightly, but gives in as he raises phil up and opens his mouth; letting phil climb in himself. When phil gets situated, techno closes his mouth, the taste of spearmint and hazelnut fill his mouth, causing a low hum of pleasure wash over him. Phil taps on technos tongue, giving the signal to him that he's ready.

    Techno tilts his head back a bit before swallowing, his hand clasping his throat gently as he feels a small lump descend past his collarbone after a few more swallows before saying under his breath, "god I hope this works."

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   Ranboo hears a splash beside him, causing him to look up as at phil, who is already soaked in the juices.

  "Phil! Get out of there, your skin will start melting off,"ranboo points out with fear in his voice as he sipes his tears away with the back of his hand.

   "Ranboo I'm fine, it isn't what you think it is, just watch," Phil says as he cuts himself with one of his clawed fingers across his palm, the blood begining to accumulate immediately. After that he dips his hand into the liquid, wincing a bit before pulling his hand back out. Phil flips his hand for ranboo to see, the cut barely visible compared to earlier, "see, it heals wounds, now come're I still need to tend to your wounds still," phil reaches out his hand patiently, hoping ranboo does the same.

   Ranboo looks at him for a moment before reaching out and grabs Phil's hand, trusting him with this as he sits in the liquid, a slight pain surging from the wounds, but after a bit a nice sensation numbs the sore areas of injury. "How long do I need to stay in this... potion?" Ranboo asks phil as he tends to any other wounds he has.

   "About a few hours, but I'll stay with you until then," Phil says as he pats some rubbing alcohol along ranboos minor wounds across his back, ranboo wincing and tensing from the pain. "So, about the incident with you and tubbo," phil asks, feeling ranboo tense up at the remark of tubbo, "what do you think tubbo was trying to do exactly."

   "I don't know, try to kill me? Tubbo let me out though so I don't know anymore really," ranboo says, a slight chuckle in his voice as he spoke, "but when he let me out, his face looked mortified, so I don't really think he was trying to hurt me, but I could of died." 

   "You wanna know something about your genetics ranboo?" Phil asks, ranboo turning his head to look into Phil's eyes as phil explains, "ranboo, your kind is special, your skin allows you to venture where no one else can like the snowy tundras of the artic and the volcano basins you see on TV. But this also includes your immune to various acids, like stomach acid for example, so I think Tubbo knew that about you, and he did that to protect you not hurt you, ok?"

  Ranboo nodded, his body relaxing as phil got done cleaning the wounds and rebandaging all except the large one.

   "Ok I'm finished, now you just need to rest for the time being, let it heal before I bandage it up," phil recommended to ranboo as he helped ranboo lean on one of the walls. 

   "Thank you," ranboo says as he lays there beside phil, his body aching from the staining he's been putting on it instead of letting it heal. Ranboo yawns quietly, his eyes getting heavy before leaning on Phil's shoulder and falling to sleep in a instant.

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Ranboos nudged awake by phil, who just finished bandaging the big gash across his hip before saying, "hey, your all set to get out, you ready?" Ranboo nods tiredly, phil banging on the wall and saying, "hey techno! We're ready to be let out now." After Phil's request the organ shrinks expansionally, sending both phil and ranboo up and back into the mouth and onto a soft towel. Ranboo gets blinded by the light; it taking a few seconds to get his sight back before looking around, seeming like we're in the kitchen again.

   "Ugh, I hate that part," techno says as he wipes his face with his sleeve before looking at ranboo, his ears dropping a bit. "I-I I'm sorry I had to do that, you were hurting, and I didn't know what to do," techno said as he cleaned ranboo while phil splashed himself with some water from the tiny faucet that stood beside technos faucet.

   "Your fine techno, phil told me I was going to be alright, and I'm not mad at you either," ranboo said as he hugs technos thumb as he stood on his other hand that doesn't hold the towel. Techno smiles before setting ranboo down and Phil bringing him some water and some food. "Thanks," ranboo says as he takes the food and water before sitting down and eating the food between talking with techno and Phil as the rain still pours across the midnight sky, tiny flashes of lightning lighting up the clouds overhead. 

---at the underscore household---

   "Tubbo?" Puffy says as she opens the door to his room, seeing tubbo just lying on his bed, his eyes puffy as he hugs his bee plush tightly. "Hey, I have great news," puffy calmly says as she sits on the corner of tubbo bed, tubbo looks at her as she says to him, "so ranboos at technos place right now, and he's alright aswell. But he is going to stay there until he decides to come back."

   "What if he doesn't?" Tubbo interjects as he hugs his plush tighter, the sadness in his voice making puffys heart ache.

   "He will, just trust me," puffy says as she rubs tubbos back as she looks at the kennel that sits on tubbos floor now before repeating, "he will."

[askyeehan]

An Important AskYeehan Update: Transitioning Away from Audio

Cole: Howdy, ya'll! We got some important news yesterday, so we need to pass this info along as soon as possible. Outta respect for the original voice actors' wishes, AskYeehan as it currently is will be ending. Anything posted up before now will be staying up so it can still be enjoyed.

Hanzo: We would like to thank every single one of you for your support up until this point. He gives a small, polite bow. It has truly been an honor.

Cole gently nudges Hanzo's shoulder with his elbow.

Cole: Geez, Han, you're gonna get me all choked up over here! It's not like it's goodbye forever. There's plenty more to our stories that we'd love to share with y'all! It'll just be more text based and art focused instead of with audio.

But definitely a huge thanks to ya'll for lovin' this as much as we love doin' it. We'll see you again real soon!

Doing these audios have changed my life in more ways than I realized. While I'm incredibly sad, I have massive respect for Matt Mercer, his work, and the characters he so passionately gives life to, and do not wish to knowingly go against his wishes.

Everything I already had rendered and edited has now been posted. All current asks have been answered, too, so I hope everyone cherishes their replies as much as I do! I'm hoping to continue the blog in text/drawing as mentioned, so please keep those asks coming!

Much love to you all and here's to the future of AskYeehan! 🥂 MelanieAnne

[fadetoblackhq]

i won't be posting that whole anon message cause i feel it's unnecessary to be calling out names and such.

but to answer your confusion first, i wasn't and am not talking about being active just an hour a day. i'm talking about people only popping on an hour tops like once a week, maybe twice. i'm still being very lenient with activity, ac's are still only once a week, i'm simply trying to stop that from happening cause it's very discouraging to us that are here regularly by monitoring what's posted, how often, and all that jazz which i will deal with privately when i notice it. honestly, i didn't even need to mention it but i'd rather be transparent with ya'll than hide anything i'm doing here. i'm simply trying to give us the best rpg experience possible here, and keep things as fair as possible too. but i am one person, and i am not perfect, but i'm trying - for you guys - my best.

as for the bubble rp comment? i haven't seen that happen at all sans when it's late at night and literally only two people are online and they decide to keep going back and forth, which is totally fine! i haven't seen anyone only replying to just one or two people and ignoring all else. if i ever do, i'll be handling it asap cause it's not okay. but at this moment? i don't see that happening.

edit for new message to be added; if you notice someone not replying to you, either message them and see if it was a mistake or message me off anon so i can help. hiding in the grey box isn't helping either of us fix it.

okay, i'm done rambling here. just felt i needed to clear all this up best i can. if you read all this? yous a real mvp. see you all in like, two hours for the ac check.

[contortionyx]

For real. Do not get how people can so casually crank their volume up while in public or with others around. Meanwhile, at home with just family around, I get embarrassed if my volume is up (unless I'm showing someone something). I also remember one class I took where the instructor had us read chapters out of a small etiquette book out of class & do discussion boards (make your own post answering a question then reply to 2 other students) for part of our grade. One of the questions was "what is something you do to be considerate of others?" and I wrote "I wear headphones when listening to my phone or laptop in public" and the amount of classmates that said "that's such a good idea, I should do that!" was insane, it was almost everyone. I just remember thinking "ya'll better just be saying this because it's easy to reply to 🤨". Ok, old person rant over

We failed as a society when everyone stopped wearing headphones.

[nanjokei]

ah... i'm the first anon and i'm neither op nor the person who sent you the second ask i wasn't trying to be rude, and i think the second anon was out of line. i just wanted to provoke some self-reflection, maybe, about what atmosphere you're bringing to the (very small and thus easily affected) fandom and how that makes other feels (since it felt like you might be sympathetic) and that's all.

yeah no you're good. the first ask was quite fine hence my original intention to reply to it normally. sorry for assuming that you're the other anon, but seeing them together kind of came off a certain way haha, so please give me that leeway. of course that's not really something anyone can control at the end of the day. also sorry for the late response, my health got poorly and i decided to just rest up (again, not gonna respond to anything unless i can give answers that somewhat satisfy me which isn't possible unless my mental faculties are in some kind of shape) (+my blog runs on a 2 posts per day queue so if a few posts came out that is not me.)

you're right about me being sympathetic— at the end of the day i am not here on this earth with the goal to hurt people or cause bad vibes or whatever. far from it really, but i also have to stick up for myself a bit and say this situation has been blown way out of proportion, from an anon informing the original poster that i commented on the existence of their post, honestly freakish behavior and very high school like who give a fuck, to a lot of things being assumed about me, to the most basic fact that i feel like is most important in this situation— i did not tag any of my commentary. i feel like your response here would make more sense if i had gone out of my way for people to see it. but i didn't do that. it was on my blog, and like i said before at the end of the day if there was no mishap, no one was going to see it but my followers. i will be mindful and remember to censor keywords if i'm being critical of specific things but i'm not gonna suddenly not talk about things, you know?

this website sucks. i get if the asks leaked into search because a few of them had keywords like "c*e" and whatnot... that's essentially on me? taking a good 80% of the blame for that. will probably censor it in the future if im being critical or something. i'm repeating what i said for emphasis. anyway, the whole "i'm gonna bang on about this one post" is not something i regularly do if at all, if you check my posts— if your view of me is still in good faith then thank you, but honestly, like i said before this has been blown out of proportion. i'm not really gonna cause some insane vibe change in the future because i did not have much intention to contribute in the first place or get involved... i am one person. ya'll have fun now...

[isimpoveryou]

traitor

inspired by olivia rodrigo song

part 1

tom holland x reader

face claim: olivia rodrigo

hello everyone im back!!! sorry i didnt update for a long time because a lot of stuff happened inclueding im on lockdown round 2. now since im in lockdown i decide i should write something so i dont get bored, so pls enjoy todays update. also dont take this story hard this is just fictional and no hate to both zendaya and tom holland.

warning: english is not my first language

sour masterlist

happier part 2 of this series

liked by tomhollandbae, y/nsbitch, and 9,709,728 others

enews actor Tom Holland (25) was spotted kissing co-star Zendaya (24) in LA today. it seems they are an official couple now 🤔. how does singer and actress y/n l/n (24) feel about this?

tomhollandbae I JUST WOKE UP ENEWS WHAT THE FUCK!!

y/nsbitch WHAT THEY BROKE UP?!?!

americasass HOLD ON HOLD ON HOLD ON- BITCH

y/nisbae poor y/n

tomhollandx(y/n)(l/n) NOOO MY OTP

yourbestfriend 😁

y/nhotbitch ^^have fun with them, holland

yourinstagram oh.....

liked by vicdeangelis, dovecameron, and 21,083,728 others

yourinstagram that fucking hurts

y/nsbitch I CAME AS SOON AS I CAN

y/nispretty NOO DONT CRY

vicdeangelis babe pls answer my calls

yourparentsinsta answer my text sweetie

y/ncolorful .....she usually reply to her family, friends, and some of her fans

dovecameron pls answer me y/n/n

tomhollandsbitch hey y/n are you ok?

yourbestfriendinsta IM ALMOST THERE BABE

tomholland21 you should write something abt this babe

liked by taylorswift, harrystyles, and 8,929,018 others

yourinstagram you betray me

y/nfans *sips tea*

y/npotatohead NEW SONG?!?!

yourinstagram YESSS

y/nlovesfood HAH YES CALLED IT

tomhollandxzendaya girl shut up tom is way happy with zendaya

yourbestfriendinsta and your point ☺

harrystyles finally im done you calling me at night

yourinstagtam TREAT PEOPLE WITH KINDNESS BITCH

harrystylesbae what happen to treat people with kindness

harrystylesishot @yourinstagram what she said

yourinstagram WAIT DID YA'LL SEE QUEEN TAYLOR LIKED THIS POST??!

liked by chrisevans, robertdowneyjr, and 18,828,093

yourinstagram it took you two weeks to go off and date her...

y/nteas THERES SO MUCH TEA

tomhollandsbitch tea

chrisevans proud of you y/n/n

yourinstagram you have said that 4 times now and pls say it more.

chrisevans @yourinstagram ....no❤ (also did i use that right???

y/nismygirlfriend SO THERES TEA

tomdayasupremacy GIRL SHUT UP

robertdowneyjr thats my daughter everyone

yourinstagram *flips hair*

liked by ykaaar, oliviawilde, and 9,829,009 others

yourinstagram TRAITOR OUT NOW!

y/nprincess BUT YOU'RE STILL A TRAITOR

y/ncrowns THAT YOU'D TALK TO HER, MAYBE DID EVEN WORSE

ykaaar LISTEN TO TRAITOR EVERYBODY

yourinstagram I MISS YOU!!

thomasraggi_ TRAITOR

ethanskin that hurts

vicdeangelis u miss more right?? RIGHT?

yourinstagram I MISS YOU ALL AND STOP SPAMMING THE GROUP

oliviawilde i have been listening this on repeat

yourparentsinsta im so proud of you sweetheart

yourinstagram i love you (mama/papa)

yourbestfriendinsta HOLY SHIT THAT HURTS

tomholland2013 congrats y/n

yourinstagram thanks

y/nishot ^^that was cold

tomhollandishot ^^^^uhhh awkward

[babu-haitani]

RANDOM and LOCO (Tokyo Revengers)

Genre: Fluff, Crack, Mostly Crack, Suggestive, SMAU

Pairings: Bonten x FEM! Reader

TW: This Series may contain Spoilers from Bonten ARC and it may also contain mentions of suggestive themes, use of cocaine, definitely a lot of cussing, and mainly SANZU. Don't pretend ya'll don't know why Sanzu is in the warning...

A/N: This is just a series I came up with because I need to post my jokes somewhere! I'm a verified clown (That can both mean negative and positive POV's)

RANDOMNESS 9 |Masterlist| RANDOMNESS 10

Lifting your head from your phone screen, you stared at the seven men who were previously distracted by their phones earlier.

"What were you idiots doing that all of you were on your phone?" You asked with eyebrows raised.

"The Haitani Brothers started it!" Sanzu answered as he pointed at the two men in front of him, The Haitani brothers gasped in betrayal as they looked at the pinkenette.

"What do you mean it was us?! You asked and then we answered!" Ran retorted, Sanzu just rolled his eyes.

"Well if you didn't answer then we wouldn't be laughing at the guy who fucked Y/N during her first time" Sanzu blurted but then quickly placed his hands over his mouth, he slowly turned to look at you in pure horror.

"My first? My first sex?" You asked everyone from around the room, Everyone nodded except for Mikey who seems to be occupied with the Dorayaki you bought for him earlier when you were on your way to work. You let out a sigh.

"If you guys were curious, you could've just asked"

"If we asked you, you might throttle us or maybe even throw us off the rooftop" Takeomi stated. The others nodded in agreement.

"What? I'm not a monster...why the hell would I do that?" You asked. Kokonoi lightly hissed.

"Remember the Sanzu incident?" Koko asked, you stared at him in confusion.

"Sanzu is full of shit, so please elaborate" You replied, Sanzu pouted as he slouched himself on his chair; murmuring.

"The one where you chased him with a knife for not listening throughout the meeting and you had to repeat yourself for the 5th time because he kept on getting distracted?" Mochi added, you let out a laugh.

"Oh yeah~ Well it was entirely his fault though---Oh...so that's why you guys won't ask me directly...Don't worry! I'm completely open with those types of topics" You added, smiling at everyone you fixed the papers you were holding throughout the meeting.

The seven men let out a big sigh, It was more like a breath of relief.

Gathering your papers and finally disconnecting your laptop from the projector, you grabbed everything and walked towards the door; before completely leaving, you turned around to the seven laughing men.

"Before I go back...Don't believe what the brothers tell you, they were my first" You added, completely shutting the door.

You never really left, instead---you stood there, listening through the door. You heard loud yells, accusations, arguments, and mostly five men screaming at the brothers. You were strict, stoic, and mostly serious at times but that doesn't mean you can't have a little fun~

[inkdemon-whore]

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ya'll can still take this if ya want, but otherwise current results are under keep reading.

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there are 2 results that are close, but not tied (ink demon physical abuse, and the surprise shipping question). i'll likely make another poll for them in the morning, simply to double check.

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if you're just looking for the tag list, here it is. if you'd rather there be more specific tags, let me know in the replies or in ask. some tags are preexisting on my blog, such as "tw gore" and "tw violence". (i'll probably wait a bit for anyone's tag suggestions before editing post and making an xkit tag bundle)

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kill ppl blood/organs/flesh - tag art as "tw gore", plus tag text and art as "tw violence" if instigated or just what's being talked about

assaulting/abusing ppl with verbal, physical, and mental turmoil - "tw verbal abuse" "tw abuse" "tw trauma"

harming the audrey's - (includes prev abusing ppl tags) "tw parental abuse" "tw parental neglect"

eating ppl in general- "tw eating ppl"

demons pain - "ink abuse" "ink self harm" "ink verbal abuse" "ink emotional abuse" "ink trauma"

ship stuff - "tw ship"

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to the fictive, if ya want i can just put "fictive don't look", or "(your name) don't look". i'm not sure how you'd want me to handle that. if you or one of your head-mates could dm or send me an ask on how yall would like to go about that, that'd be great. i just don't wanna over step any possible privacy stuff.

killing people (adults and children/proto-audrey's)

he can kill ppl like mortal kombat on the ps5

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assaulting adults. (takes into account killing by default) in order of top 3 results

physical (slapping, punching, hair pulling, throwing people to the ground (relates to killing answer))

mental turmoil (causing depression, anxiety, PTSD, trauma in general)

verbal (catcalling, name calling, belittling, insults)

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eating people (adults and children/*proto-audreys(takes into account killing by default))

he can eat ppl alive (dead and on screen with prev answer to killing where tied. these all kinda fall under each other, just depended on the severity)

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can he abuse the child? in order of top 3 results

emotionally (such as manipulation, destroying items or gifts, making them feel unsafe)

verbally (such as calling the kid a "whore", "ugly", "worthless", making fun of them, laughing at them, lying to them, screaming at them, etc)

physical as a threat/man handling (tossing, carrying by the leg, small cuts, but otherwise no purposeful bodily injury)

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tormenting of the demon/ink demon whump

you all wanna beat the shit outta him.

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surprise ship question at the end.

can i ship the ink demon with henry? 👉👈 (the ink demon does not see himself as family to anyone other than audrey. yes this is plot relevant. a '*' means post made based on your answer will then be tagged as "tw ship")

2 ppl chose: no, that's an abusive relationship (henry hurting ink demon/heart break/leaving him to be abused by joey)

2 ppl chose: *sure, but they're legend of kora holding hands in the last episode kinda gay

3 ppl chose: no, still feels incesty

3 ppl chose: *only if they're estranged lovers and nothing else is shown but the demons emotions

10 ppl chose: *do they kiss? (flashbacks of the outside with the real henry. may be intimate, one sided, puppy love, and/or an abuse of power (toon form))

11 ppl chose: *what happens in the ink machine stays in the ink machine (kissing, flirting, showing romantic or sexual interest to henry (ink machine only, ink demon form))

i know i kinda pulled that last one out on some of yall, if ya want i can make another poll for it. otherwise i'll do the top 2.

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to summarize!! TL;DR

he can beat ppl to death with their own arm and say "stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself :)"

notes: no words with sexual connotations, no cat calling, no calling ppl or proto-audrey's "whore", "slut", etc. proto-audrey deaths will be off screen/implied, or beast like, such as the ink demon eating them. or generally show no signs of suffering.

he can bite ppls ankles and essentially chew them up while they're kicking and screaming.

he can emotionally and verbally abuse proto-audrey's. he can manhandle them, carry them around by their legs, toss them about, give small cuts or bruises, but otherwise his intent is not to cause serious bodily harm or injury.

ink demon torment!..... i mean ye, he's fucked up, had to get that way somehow, huh? wanna fuck up his lil head, huh? smack him around a bit? just don't fuck him.

what are you comfortable with seeing the ink demon do to others?

and what you're comfortable being done to the ink demon. new form, i'll use the responses from this one to judge what i should or shouldn't be showing on this blog in relation to the ink demon, and the daddy ink demon au

hopefully this is better. if you have any questions, or need something clarified, don't be afraid to ask

[bakugohoex]

Not neccesarily a request, but Porco would be the absolute blast to spend a quarantine lock down with. He would always find something creative to do with you and I stand by the headcannon that be can cook EXCEPTIONALLY well. Ya'll would be eating well. On top of it all, I mean look at him!? He's like a walking sex god. You guys could surely find something entertaining to do. If you get my gist.

“another lockdown with me, baby”

pairing: porco galliard x female reader

cw: modern au, nsfw (shower sex), aftercare

word count: 1200+

a/n: sorry i made this into a headcanon cause i loved the idea sm

summary: in which you and porco spend another national lockdown together

↞ back to attack on titan masterlist

You remember last lockdown, being confined for 6 months just going on with work on team meetings and having girls night at home.

Yeah, well last time you had Porco with you and it was horrific.

2 months into your relationship you both ended up moving in with each other.

It was Porco’s idea as the idea of not seeing you every day broke him into pieces.

Imagine his little face for a week asking you to move in for hours on end, baby just wants to spend time with his fave girl.

Last lockdown, you both were a fresh new couple. This time, after a year together, it was a lot different. Your dynamic had been made and you both had a routine; he was still the same cocky bastard though.

He’d give such a smug look after hearing another national lockdown was happening, gleaming out a “another lockdown with me, baby”.

Lie ins, lie ins, lie ins, you both worked from home now and had daily meetings after midday. This boy will hold onto you for dear life and will never let you go.

Makes breakfast for you every day, he’s actually a decent cook because he loves food more than he loves you (he’d never tell you that though).

Will give you back massages from the strain of hunching your back in meetings. 

Boys a sweetie.

I know this man would see your bag on any online store and just buy it, he watched how easily you bought stuff last lockdown and now he’s the one buying it for you. Will add other clothes he likes, especially lingerie that he wants you to wear.

Workout who? The most you two do is go on a daily walk after dinner but that is literally it.

Movie nights and just cuddling in general, adorable boys just like you in their arms.

You both have separate nights a week where you have some wine/beer with your friends, he’ll stay in the living room and you in the bedroom, catching up with your own friends.

Definitely have a group call with your mutual friends and play drinking games to let loose.

With spare time, there's one thing that increases with both your alone time.

Sex everywhere, early morning kisses down your neck to the top of your underwear. Shower sex, bending you over whilst you make breakfast for him, before work calls, he’d fuck you and after work calls, he’d have these grabby hands to grab your tits.

This man just missed not seeing them for the two hour call you were both on, will put his head under your shirt and suck on them whilst he takes your jeans off. 

Late night sex, before dinner, just as you’re getting into bed. This man will wake you up at 3am after having a wet dream about you and want to fuck you.

His favourite was shower sex, he’d find himself joining you in the shower. He’d act like he came to wash your hair and body, but one slip of his finger and he began to rub against your clit.

Another rough hand against your mouth and his cock just happened to become hard and rub against your ass.

He will push you into the cold tiles and fuck you senseless, boy loves hearing the moans and soft whimpers you give. The water falling onto your back as his mouth goes to your breasts. Sucking as he slides back and forth with his cock pushing you to your limits.

Hearing you moan his name makes this man go wild, he just loves the sound of his name from your tongue. Will thrust even harder trying to hit every spot in you, this leads to you easily gushing onto his cock. 

Cum on sight, at seeing you cum he will cum back and you become dirtier than you did before you entered the shower. Baby will help you wash up though he may be horny, but he is a sweetie.

“We should do this every day.” He had just finished cleaning the cum from your body, the sweat that had etched onto your skin and the burning sensation away from your cunt. His smooth hands ran across your bare wet body, admiring you like a piece of artwork.

You leant against his body, giving a tired murmur back, “everyday, yeah…”

He laughed at how dull and tired your eyes looked, quickly grabbing the towel and helping you out. His own around his hips loosely, one action and he’d be free to you again, he helped to bring you out of the shower, holding your sore body with a gentle hand. “Couple more steps baby.” 

He left soft kisses against your shoulder as he directed you to the bedroom, he knew you'd be tired to dry your hair and your skin routine. Deciding to let you sit on the bed, he smiled at how you looked dazed almost high, perfect for him. “This one or this one.” He takes out clothes for you to sleep in, but you give a mumble of a third option.

“Your stuff.” He happily obliged grabbing his shirt and your underwear to put on you, you happily lifted your arms letting him put the shirt on before he softly lifted your legs. Small kisses going against your thighs, he was always so tender afterwards, so careful to not hurt you. 

“Let’s dry your hair and put some cream on and then we can cuddle, okay?”

“Okay baby.” You gleamed out watching as he got the hairdryer and easily moved along the bed to dry each part, he had worn some joggers having given you the shirt he was going to wear. His bare back hitting your back as he shuffled around you, he hummed a soft song that you could barely recognise but it soothed you.

“Sleep.” You whined out wanting to feel Porco’s arms around you as you watched some film you could fall asleep too.

“One more step, I know you’re tired, baby.” He put the hairdryer away, grabbing the moisturiser he knew you used. Taking some in his fingers he massages your face giving you a giggle.

You smiled as he rubbed the cream across your face, “my turn.” You pouted, he gave a soft smile, his blonde hair moving to both sides of his head. He passed the cream as you took some in your fingers putting it on his nose. You giggled at the white spots around his face before circling your fingers through it. 

“My skin better be glowing tomorrow.” He joked out as you chuckled at him, you moved backwards, finally reaching to the pillows as you felt it against your head.

Porco smiled seeing how you got under the covers in an instant. He quickly put some random show on, wanting background noise as he joined you in bed. “Come ‘ere.” He beckoned, making you lie beside him, his hand moving to your waist and others moving to cup your chest. 

“I love you.” You spoke slowly under the covers, he looked down to meet your small figure. The way you gave soft mewls at his action of massaging your right boob with his large hand.

“I love you too, baby.” He kissed the top of your head softly, watching how his love fell asleep.

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Astro Observations II

Time to Spill the tea ya'll! If you want more tea, read my first astrology observations here.

💃🏻Venus Opposite/Conjunct/Square Pluto: This one is a doozy y'all! it's very similar to a Hades/Persephone relationship. Traditionally it is thought that Pluto being Hades is the chaser but I honestly think they both chase each other. It's a little like two koi fish in a pond, they are just circling around each other. One runs, the other chases and vice versa. I do think this type of relationship is toxic at times and loving in other ways. Because Pluto is ruled by Scorpio, it often goes through transformations so expect both members to change through this relationship. Very karmic, perhaps you had previous lives together before. I do think if you meet someone who has this placement with you...you can try to run but I think karma will force you to learn life lessons with them anyway.

Also people who natally have Venus in hard aspects with Pluto often find themselves in relationships with Venus in hard aspects with Pluto in synastry. I have seen this time and time again. I think it's karmic to try and figure out your personal issues and stop obsessing and being co dependent with others. If you have this aspect natally, my advice is to work on yourself or you might find yourself repeating relationships. One of my favorite quotes is by Albert Einstein: "the definition of insanity is repeating the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."

💐Capricorn Risings vs. Aquarius Risings: Both of them are traditionally ruled by Saturn. I find that both can be very saturnian in nature but express it in different ways. They are both serious people who work hard on studying, their careers etc. Aquarius Risings come off as more individualistic than Cap risings. They value individuality a little bit more and can be a little more unpredictable than Cap Risings.

✨Capricorn Stellium in the 5th house: In my observations, I feel like people who have a Capricorn stellium in the 5th equally value hard work and play. They are the type of people who works hard while at their job but will also play hard on the weekends (going on vacations, hikes etc.) that Leo influence of the 5th house really makes them less serious than other Capricorn stelliums.

✰North Node Conjunct MC: In my opinion, I feel like people with North node conjunct MC are destined to do whatever their career path was. Not that their career, job path, or making $ is their only goal of this life but that in doing so they learn whatever karmic lessons they were supposed to.

☾Moon in the partner's 12th house: This placement is not easy in synastry at all! For starters the house person does not understand the moon person and always thinks the moon is hiding something. The moon person may or may not be consciously hiding their feelings but either way the house person can't see the moon person's emotions clearly. Both can be hurt by this and misunderstandings may often arise over it.

Planets in the 8th and 12th house: I've noticed that people who have prominent planets in these two houses tend to like listening to angsty, melancholic music. They don't even need to be sad or depressed either, they just like that type of music.

I hope these resonated and you enjoyed!

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#4

Pick a Picture reading: What will your Future Spouse look like

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575 notes • Posted 2021-10-24 15:59:39 GMT

#3

☯ Chinese Astrology Introduction

Hi everyone! welcome to my 888 follower special series launch! In case you didn't know 8 is my lucky number and there's nothing luckier than 888 haha. In Chinese Numerology (and many other asian cultures) 8 sounds like "fa" which means wealthy which is why it's so prominent in Chinese culture.

As always, please like and reblog if you like this content because it allows more people to see it! And check out my masterlist here for more western astrology and pick a card readings.

What is Chinese Astrology:

Chinese Astrology is an ancient form of astrology, and started flourishing during the Han Dynasty (around the heyday of the Roman Empire). Chinese Astrology is deeply rooted in several ancient philosophies. These include the three harmonies of Heaven, Earth and Water. Chinese Astrology also delves into yin and yang ☯ which is a pillar of Daoism, Chinese Medicine and culture at large. It also discusses things like the 5 elements (wu xing), the ten heavenly stems and the earthly branches. There is also a connection between the lunar and solar calendars that I will explain later.

Each birth year has a different zodiac animal. There are 12 zodiac signs in Chinese Astrology and it cycles through the five elements every 12 years. The 60 year cycle actually comprises of two separate cycles. The first cycle is of the 10 heavenly stems, which are basically the 5 elements (Wood, Fire, Earth, Metal and Water). The second is the cycle of the Earthly Branches or the 12 animals of the Zodiac. They are in order: Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Goat, Monkey, Rooster, Dog and Pig. The combination of the 10 heavenly stems with the Earthly Branches creates a 60 year cycle. Thus people born 60 years apart have the exact same zodiac animal and element. For ex, my grandma and I are born 60 years apart and we have the exact same element and zodiac animal which is really cool!

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703 notes • Posted 2021-10-31 16:05:29 GMT

#2

pick a picture reading - your future spouse's personality

Wow, thank you so much for all the love, support, likes and reblogs on my first pick a card reading! I want to do at least 2 pick a card readings a month, time permitting. I like to read tarot for fun and I don't want it to feel like a job. Since, I'm always curious about a future spouse post here's another one -- but this time about their personality. If you missed my last pick a picture reading, check it out here How will you meet your future spouse. If you liked this post please like or reblog if you can so more people can see this reading. I also love feedback so feel free to pop into my inbox or messages or just directly reply to this post.

Instructions: Focus on the question and each of the pictures. Choose the one that calls to you intuitively! If two calls to you then read both! If it doesn't resonate leave it, if it resonates then keep it.

My reading style: I generally read tarot first and then intuitively read based on the cards. I am claircognizant and clairaudient so I will have insights outside of my cards. I try to explain each card so the readers can follow my train of thought. There is also very minimal discussion about s*x, I'm not sure if it's worth a warning but if you are under 18...maybe just skip over those sentences. Warning: my readings can get really long because I want to give as much detail as possible.

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759 notes • Posted 2021-09-26 16:18:42 GMT

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･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.Dark side of the Moon

Since it's October, I wanted to do more dark themed astrology posts. The dark side of each of the moon signs. Don't worry, I will do a bright side of the moon because each moon deserves to be celebrated. These might come off as harsh but please know that I love each moon deeply from the bottom of my heart. We all have a shadow and light self, these just illuminate the dark.

I've been obsessed with the phrase "Dark side of the moon" since I played the Moonlight Sonata, Chopin Fantasie Impromptu last year. While we are talking about Moon inspired posts here's some famous classical music to listen to while reading this post: Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven (3rd movement), Chopin Fantasie Impromptu and Debussy Clair De Lune. Did you know that Chopin was so inspired by the Moonlight Sonata that he composed the Fantasie Impromptu in C# minor ? Additionally all three lunar pieces are composed in the key of C# minor. The soundtrack of my life is to the key of C# minor okay!

If you liked this post, please check out my masterlist here for more astrology and tarot posts! I would also appreciate any likes and reblogs!

☽ Aries Moon: Impatient by nature, they can be too pushy of themselves or others when it's unnecessary. They need to learn that patience is truly a virtue. The also tend to be quite restless which is annoying for everyone else. They can't sit still and their need for constant change makes others uneasy(esp capricorns OMG). They also don't tend to realize when they are hurting someone. They just think they are "telling the truth" and "being honest". These natives don't mean harm, they just don't think before they speak. They also tend to be bossy when feeling out of sorts, telling everyone else what they need to do and when.

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here we go

https://cs-discourse.tumblr.com/post/179953845684/uuuuwuu-every1-whos-concerned-abt-biased-judging

ok this attitude has been pissing me off long enough that it's time for one of my Big Ole Posts (tm) about how shitty this is! thanks. 

uuuuwuu every1 whos concerned abt biased judging in comps is just soooow entitled !!!1 i cant bewieve ppl wouldnt want some1 whos literally explicitly stating at this point that they trust their friends more to "demonstrate dedication to the character" they assign to a design to b an influence in judging comps !!!!!11 bc artists Never weigh in on other artist's comps, so obviously thes ppl just want fwee merc designs !!!1!!1 also my last braincell just died pleas h

so here's the og post in question for quick reference

i honestly have no idea why people keep bringing up this idea of bias in judging competitions because, while i do think there is a type of bias that certainly exists, i think a lot of so-called "bias" that people have is ... not whatsoever like what people think it is lol. artists are people and there's always going to be SOME kind of bias no matter what you do, because it's literally fuckin impossible to NOT be biased. by that i mean:

your taste in plots/types of characters/medias influence your judging

quality of writing or art can influence your judging

the person who's applying for the adopt you may have previous judgement about

even if you say you aren't biased, you STILL have preferences and tastes in things that you prefer more than others, which in of itself is a kind of bias

people who know you (friends for example) will naturally know what your taste is. 

a competition is judged based on what form the artist thinks is best, right? 

NEWSFLASH EVERYONE'S IDEA OF "WHAT'S BEST" IS DIFFERENT FROM PERSON TO PERSON ..... "BEST" is literally the most subjective thing there is, and while i agree that there are certain aspects of art and writing that you can use as objective measurements of tangible skill, it's... still subjective. what people think is "best" will vary from person to person because we all have different tastes. so, essentially, this boils down to the idea that the winner of an adopt competition will ALWAYS be the form the artist liked best, because that is what the artist perceives as best. so like. when people appear biased in adopt competitions towards friends or certain circles, it's probably because they're literally friends because they have similar tastes in things, and therefore the form the artist likes best is naturally going to be from someone who shares similar tastes. 

so whenever i hear about """bias""" in competitions i just kind of roll my eyes tbqh because it's usually followed by complaints of "BUT I PUT IN SO MUCH EFFORT" or "I WROTE SO MUCH MORE THAN THE WINNER" uhhhh. if adopt contests were won by effort alone it wouldn't be a contest, it'd be an endurance test lol. literally just "who has the most time to waste writing out 60000k words of absolute meaningless fluff"... because, i hate to break it to you, but ANYONE can write 5000 words of mindless drivel that has literally no substance to it. 

now in caps for emphasis. takes a deep breath

THERE IS NO SKILL NEEDED TO BLOAT YOUR WORD COUNT. 

YOU DO NOT NEED TO KNOW HOW TO WRITE WELL TO WRITE 5000 WORDS.

YOU JUST NEED TO KNOW HOW TO TYPE AND PUT SENTENCES TOGETHER.

quality > quantity, always. like, i'm sorry you put in so many hours of effort but, those people who win with MUCH smaller wordcounts... did they not work to get as good as they did with writing? you put in 5 hours into one tryout. but others, take me for example: i have been writing for over 10 bloody years. i've worked hard to improve my writing, so you can't tell me i "didn't put in as much effort" as you because i did. i put in YEARS of work to get better so doing simple things would take me LESS time now. inb4 IT'S UNFAIR! dude, the literal definition of a contest is for the best to win. it wouldn't be a contest if it wasn't like that lol. it'd just be charity. what you should be doing instead of complaining about it is ASKING FOR CRIT and WORKING TO IMPROVE like a good sport? i get that it's discouraging but you should be prepared to lose when you join a contest. it's valid to be upset about but the moment you say you deserve it more than others JUST because of your effort, then i have a problem. 

and you know, there's gonna be times where i think a comp winner is objectively less skilled than other tryouts. honestly i just kind of shrug that off on account of different taste lol. sometimes that's just how it be, bc of those predetermined biases i mentioned before, and maybe a judge and i are just in completely stages of life so what i call quality might not appeal to the judge. that's also fine. anyway this really got off on a tangent but i'm leaving it in bc i think it needs saying. back to the og post

 > i cant bewieve ppl wouldnt want some1 whos literally explicitly stating at this point that they trust their friends more to "demonstrate dedication to the character" they assign to a design to b an influence in judging comps !!!!!11

wtf didn't i address this in a different post

here let me link it for you

https://cs-discourse.tumblr.com/post/179841459154/post179838988303-the-difference-is-that-you-have

which was replying to this: https://cs-discourse.tumblr.com/post/179838988303/179837734509-idk-anon-i-kinda-agree-with-the

i said it once but i'll say it again: artist entries aren't main adopts lol. people don't work for artist entries. all you fucking do is post on one like "can i have this pls" .. there is... no effort put into that lol. main adopts you WORK for. it's a CONTEST. claiming an artist entry is NOT a contest. if a bunch of little nasty gremlins come running up to me like a hungry horde trying to be the first one to claim my design, i think giving friends first pick is COMPLETELY FINE, BECAUSE WHAT DID ANYONE ELSE DO TO "DESERVE" THAT DESIGN? nothing. you did. nothing. you're literally coming here with this attitude that NOT GIVING THINGS AWAY TO STRANGERS FOR FREE SOMEHOW EQUALS BIAS? i literally do not understand your logic whatsoever. like. i'm trying really fucking hard. at least with main adopts the "payment" is the effort you put in trying to answer the artist's prompt. i know i sound super dumb repeating myself but i don't know how much simpler i can make this concept tbh

and this is EXACTLY why i say ya'll are fucking entitled because merc and any of the kal artists could be making REAL $$$$ selling their own designs and adoptables and art and NOT deal with all the bs ya'll throw at them. they're literally here because the ENJOY MAKING ((( FREE ))) CONTENT for you, and they're not obligated to do this. they can stop whenever they want. if you had to pay per hour for the length of time collectively worked by ANY species artist staff, the lot of you would be fucking broke. i'm actually constantly shocked that species artists work like, 8 hours or more on some of these gorgeous designs just to give them away for free in a contest. 

so, yeah, as someone who hasn't spent my entire life on CS (i've only been here for a year and a half), ya'll seem pretty fucking entitled to me lol. the world outside CS rarely gives out such gorgeous designs in write-to-adopt contests so i'm honestly baffled at the amount of bloody entitlement i see

>bc artists Never weigh in on other artist's comps, so obviously thes ppl just want fwee merc designs !!!1!!1 

this part i don't actually understand what you mean. do you mean they... help judge other comps? or like, enter them? i don't get what you mean by "weigh in" but listen, lol. just because something DOES happen doesn't mean it gives you a good reason to assume the worst. i mean... of course it happens. it's statistically impossible for skewed contests and bias to NOT happen, because there's always going to be cases of it happening. but like, what proof do you have that merc will be biased lol? like, real proof? because your main point i've basically debunked and don't believe in at all. do better than "i cant bewieve ppl wouldnt want some1 whos literally explicitly stating at this point that they trust their friends more to "demonstrate dedication to the character" they assign to a design to b an influence in judging comps !!!!!11" because this doesn't make any sense to me for the reasons i already listed above lmao. if artist entries were supposed to be contests they'd be contests. what the hell makes you important enough to get first dibs on a stranger's work. ARTIST ENTRIES AREN'T EVEN MADE TO BE GIVEN AWAY, THEY'RE MADE AS ARTIST ENTRIES.... LIKE.... JESUS i struggle to understand ya'll

anyway im done here, if you wanna actually talk and debate this hmu on discord at lysander#9229 bc if you actually talk to me instead of spew this hot mess on the blog i might actually listen to you and change my mind and be nice about it instead of being a condescending bitch. 

wait one more thing

>also my last braincell just died pleas h

yea clearly

p.s., why do you ppl keep going to the blog to give critique on merc's designs when on literally every other design merc makes there's this:

https://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=38&t=3950980

here i even linked it for you. idk why it's so hard for yall to give constructive crit like decent human beings