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everythingisblue-if · 2 years

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Simon and Henery react if they ask MC to somewhere with them and MC looked at them in complete shock and said ‘wow you’re actually capable of asking someone to come with you instead of threatening them with a sword or grabbing them without their consent’

THIS had me cackling and rolling over in my grave. You are a queen, you are a star, I love you already!

Now, I’m not sure if this was a sarcastic ask to point out Simon and Henery’s behavior, but I will gladly make a reaction just for you and every who wants to read.

Henery rolls his eyes, his head falling back. He gives you a side-eye, annoyance written all over his face. You were sure he didn’t appreciate that comment, but it was payback. You almost let a humorous smile take over you, but you bit your cheek, preventing it.

Henery sighed, gesturing towards the open room. “This will be your chambers until you’re gone.”

You raise your brow at him. “Oh? Want me gone already?”

He steps away from you and opens the door wider so you can get a closer look. “Desperately.” He waltzes into the room, ignoring you furthermore.

You take a step past the threshold, keeping a little distance from you and Henery as he explored the room. You watch him wander near the large window, and he scoffs. “These amenities are better than my room.”

This time, you smiled happily. You had a little pep in your step when you came near him, peering out the gorgeous view as he. From the corner of your eye, you see him clench his jaw, and you feel an ounce of satisfaction. “These are the amenities I get when I don’t threaten innocent people with swords.”

His eyes cut to you, his dark eyes getting darker. He stares at you for a moment longer until he moved past you, brushing his shoulder against yours along the way. “Once the realization that you are a threat comes to light, the kingdom would reward me by running my sword through you.”

Simon gives you a tight-lipped smile, not enjoying the joke. But you loved it. “You’ve got to be remembered for your brute actions.”

He huffs, walking a few feet ahead of you down the hallway. “There were no brute actions done by me. I was being cautious.”

You grinned at his back, and it felt better that he couldn’t see it. Your eyes trace the paintings on the wall, curious about who was being portrayed. Past kings and queens, you assume, but nothing with Simon in it. As you prince, you thought he would at least have a painting.

You read your eyes away from the wall and you find Simon watching you. You give him a wide smile. “Are you ready to grab me because I’m walking too slow?”

He lets out a soft groan, turning away from you. “I would beg you to be off with that memory, but I don’t want to beg you for anything.”

“Then we’re the same,” you say.

But he was quiet. Although he did slow down a little as you continue your journey throughout the kingdom. You think he knew what you were thinking, but it didn’t matter now.

Thank you for your ask Anon! This had been in my drafts for a while, and I completely forgot about it, so I’m sooo sorrryyy. But I hope you enjoyed this! 💋👑❤️

#everything is blue #if #ask #ro asks #I was in the middle of writing this and just stopped #decided to finish it so I’m happy lol #hope you guys enjoyed this #interactive fiction #asks #ros #henery #Simon

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veraghost · 2 years

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𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 - 𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔞 ��𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔲

𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢: this is for @meloomi and her four season collab! i had a really hard time writing this but autumn is the prettiest season so i needed to write something. this is purely fluff, i wanted it to be something my suna babies could come back to <3

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱: 1.2k

“October 31st” the calendar read, the day you’ve been waiting for since the trees starting turning shades of orange and red, since the air got just a little cooler. It’s Suna’s favourite season, his personality shows through specifically on Halloween night - tonight - when he can steal all the good candy from your neighbours and put it into your bucket so that the kids keep coming back every year. Going to clubs and partying, meeting up with the twins, Aran and Kita, enjoying the one day a year where you all hangout before going back to your busy lives.

Looking at your phone, noticing it’s only 11am, and you have no idea how you’ll pass the time before you raid the neighbours and the little kids in the subdivision start trick-or-treating before their bedtimes. Trying to think of something to pass the time, you turn on the TV in your house and throw on a movie while you make breakfast. Deciding on Scream you work on making yourself something to eat, treating yourself to chocolate-chip pancakes.

You feel a pair of hands wrap around your waist, a chin against your shoulder. Suna’s voice lightly humming against your neck, enjoying the simplicity of your life. He’s in his volleyball hoodie and a pair of matching shorts, looking absolutely beautiful.

“Good morning, sunshine,” he mumbles against you, rubbing up and down your sides before kissing your cheek and starting to set the table. “You know, I heard that Melissa has those candies you like, maybe I should just steal them for you? I’m she’d understand since she loves that we’re still together after so many years.” He starts, winking at you before turning his head to the TV, throughly enjoying watching the screams of pain during the movie, getting lost in the movie.

You watch him before getting back to the pancakes, making sure they don’t burn on the pan. He looks so at ease, so peaceful with the sunlight from your thin curtains hitting his face. I can’t believe he’s already thinking about his plans to steal the candies, he just woke up. You think to yourself, but Suna has always been punctual, even with his lazy habits he’s always had a plan for days like this.

“Hey Rin, I was thinking maybe we could go to the bookstore today? Since it’s that time of the year and I just wanna get out of the house and spend some time with you before we go partying.” You ask him curiously, knowing he usually likes to stay in before partying, getting some much needed calm time with you before the chaos the twins will ensue. “Yeah, we haven’t been out in forever huh? We can eat and then I’ll drive us there if you want?” He answers back, pulling the maple syrup and strawberries out of the fridge before reaching into the pantry and getting the icing sugar.

The drive to the bookstore is short, but you cherish it nonetheless. Looking at all the books in the store you forgot just how much you missed reading, spending hours in other worlds, reading about peoples lives. You don’t know where Suna wandered off too, probably seeing if he’s made it into any magazines with all the interviews he does after games.

Walking into the fiction section, you decide on a couple books you’ve been meaning to read before you feel a tap on your shoulder, turning around to see Suna with a coffee in both hands, reaching on out to you. “You got me a coffee? Rin, you didn’t need to pay I could’ve done it myself-” “No, I feel bad I’ve been busy with training and games and everything and I know this isn’t nearly enough of an apology but I hope this’ll be a start.” He explains, forcing the cup into your hand before taking a sip of his own, wrapping his free hand around your waist and listens to you talk about the books you’ve chosen all the way until you get into the car.

“Now what do we do?” You ask him, you really only wanted to grab a few more books before you spend your free time snuggled into a blanket, reading them until your eyes go buggy. “Wanna go to the café down the street to grab a little snack? Or just go home and we can order in and watch a movie before the twins decide to raid our home for the third? No fourth year in a row?” He answers, turning the key into the ignition and letting the car rumble.

Once you’ve agreed on a plan, he starts driving home while you’re ordering a pizza, even remembering everyones orders so no one will complain when they arrive. Stopping quickly at the liquor store to grab something to pregame with, you choose a variety of different things, knowing your boyfriend has a knack for bartending - a skill you don’t know how he acquired, but you’re not complaining.

Suna spends at least two hours taking candy from your neighbours, only the best. You remember how last year he asked every kid that came to the house early to find out what candies they liked, so he can keep his title as best house on the block. You even go with him, laughing when he almost gets caught by a couple neighbours, him blowing it off as “I just don’t know how much to put into my bowl this year since the neighbourhood has grown so much,” while his pockets are stuffed with said neighbours candy. When he thinks he’s gotten enough you return back to your house and get ready for your guests to arrive.

By 5:30, the twins have come barging in, using the spare key they found months ago to allow them in whenever, much to Suna’s demise, he swears they search the porch just so they don’t have to knock on the door, just to make him a little more annoyed at them then normal. And just in Miya fashion, they come in bickering about something you don’t even bothering asking about.

Kita comes in not too long later, you gave him the correct time, always telling the twins a little earlier since they’re never on time. He comes in with more alcohol, along with some snacks when you guys go clubbing later tonight. He always thinks of everything, and you’re thankful that everything you can’t think of he can, making sure all your bases are covered.

Since Aran lives in the centre part of the city, he meets you a couple hours later once you’ve had a couple drinks back at your house and you are all dressed and ready to go partying. You hit up a multitude of different clubs, even running into a few people Suna played against in high school and during his V1 division career. You’re thankful that Kita doesn’t drink as much as the rest of you do, having a designated driver for the night.

Getting ready for bed, you take of your makeup haphazardly before brushing your teeth and crawling into bed. Cuddling into Suna’s arms, feeling him play in your hair while you draw shapes on his chest, slowly falling asleep into a blissful state, floating away into dreamworld.

You don’t know how long you were out for, but you hope that the bowl is empty and none of your neighbours come knocking on your door demanding for an explanation for the amount of candy in their bowls while yours empties within hours.

#suna rintarō #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #suna headcanons #suna x you #hq suna #suna fluff #[the four seasons collab]#this was such a slow write #sweetlex #hope you guys enjoyed this

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lisimcpisi · 5 months

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Another Chance

Summary: Sparks begin to fly after one night at the tavern, but could that mean anything for a lonely hunchback?

Post movie fic

pairing: Quasi x Tomas (OC)

For as long as he could think about it, Quasi believed true love was a simple pipe dream. It was as ridiculous a dream as the hope of escaping his isolating life in the bell tower. As much as he could wish, deep down he knew it would never come to be. No person could ever see him that way. He was no knight in shining armor.

But for a moment, for a pure, swift moment, he thought it could be true. When he met Esmeralda, and realized she never looked upon him with fear. He truly believed he had found someone who could love him. But, as quick as the feeling came, it soon went away. He was never angry at Esmeralda for not choosing him, he could never. But it still hurt.

He thought he would never feel that same warmth again.

But then, he went to the tavern that night. And met him. Tomas

Out of all the people in this damned city…why did it have to be him?

They seemed to be kindred spirits. Both were artists, new to life as a Parisian, and painfully awkward in a way that made both of them laugh when they didn’t know what to say. He was so…perfect in his eyes.

Just looking at him, seeing his warm, genuine smile. The way his eyes became so focused whenever Quasi was about to go off on his rambles. It made Quasi’s stomach feel warm, and his heart race. He felt like spending every waking moment of his life with Tomas. To talk about everything on his mind, to share his passions, and so much more. And sometimes…he wondered if their bond could be more than friendship. But…could it really?

Sure, they had known each other for over a month now.. and Tomas seemed to be comfortable around him, but did that even mean anything? It had already taken Quasi so long to realize that they were technically friends now (another thing he didn’t know he was even worthy of for so long). For all he knew Tomas could’ve just seen him as a good acquaintance all this time. There was just so much to consider if he were to ever tell Tomas how he really felt, and so much he would be risking. Their friendship, his dignity…and the sharp sting of rejection. Would he really be willing to risk all of that, just for a chance to be in love again?

…

No. Until the time came, Quasi wouldn’t say a word. It didn’t matter if he could never be honest about his feelings for weeks, months, years even. As long as he could keep the most amazing, kindest person in his life, then it would be worth it.

#wehehehe #hope you guys enjoyed this #I'm gonna try to write more of these fics for my boys so stay tuned #quasimodo #the hunchback of notre dame #disney hunchback of notre dame #quasixtomas

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buggachat · 5 months

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something so fucked up about Chat Noir’s whole deal is that he is in a lot of ways Adrien playing a character. Like Adrien picked up his miraculous and was told he’d be a superhero so he was like “ok, time to act like a superhero!” and he lets himself have fun w it and play up the role and let loose and kind of just allow himself to be silly and goofy and have fun and for once in his life not care about performing Perfection™.

But. But none of the other characters KNOW THAT. So everyone just sees Chat Noir and is like “look at this guy’s ego. He’s so full of himself. Surely it’d be fair to knock him down a few pegs” without being aware of how few pegs he actually HAS. He’s like the “insecure character who overcompensates in ego” trope except he’s really not doing it unironically, he’s just having a fun LARP pretending to have self worth in his off-hours but nobody else is on the same page about it being a game and he refuses to tell them. He just dramatically pouts about it and lets them laugh and pretends like he’s not internalizing it and it is almost 3 am and my brain forced me to write this instead of sleeping I’m gonna take a melatonin

#writing this my brain was like: what if he actually likes it?#what if he likes people openly criticizing him in ways nobody actually does to Adrien agreste?#because Adrien Agreste is perfect and can do no wrong. maybe he enjoys being insulted or something #and then I remembered chat noirs multiple breakdowns about feeling unworthy and yknow what yeah I don’t think he likes it LOL #do normal people actually fall asleep when they lie down #if you can’t tell I recently decided to make my random ml musings your guys’ business instead of keeping it to myself #hope you enjoy

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little-eye-guy · 1 year

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"this is too raw of a line to come from—" shut up. beauty and meaning is everywhere

#eye guy speaks #i need that phrase to be removed from everyone's vocabulary Please #why are you so convinced that such things cannot be discovered by or found in the mundane #1/1/23 edit: hope you all have enjoyed yourselves bc im ready for some peace and quiet *turns off reblogs*#1/4/23 edit: please don't comment about wanting to reblog. the experience itself may be fleeting but you will have your memory of it #(aka i turned them off for my health and you will be ok. it's just a post)

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professorcalculusstanaccount · 3 months

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the most anticipated comic from this blog: White Boy Goes Dancing (follows directly from this)

Everyone's been sending me asks for this! I have a second part to this planned for the future. Watch this space!

#tintin #adventure of tintin #comic #chang #tinchang #fanart #swing dance #long post #probably the least tintin feeling comic ive posted here lol #must be the colour palette and genre shift #i put so much detail into this one it took a lot out of me lol #i hope you guys enjoy this!#my stories

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caffichai · 4 months

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Polar bears are like, legendarily chubby! So here's my artistic take on Aurora

#I can but I can't believe they made the polar bear girl so skinny! :P #Hope you guys like winter stores and spare tires!#Man it was a brutally busy December. I was gonna draw sooo much and then I got sick on top of everything else so this is all I got Q_Q #But I hope y'all enjoy it!#aurora #arknights #pixel art #pixel #digital art #polar bear #ak

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hailsatanacab · 5 months

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Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #batpham #hailsatanacrab🦀🦀writes #look. this has been in my mind for so long guys so long - and idk if its canon that the batfam have codes for time travel situations or what #but i feel like ive seen it before and if its not canon it should be #so here - how i think that would be funny to go down #i have so many thoughts about TUE and its place in a dpxdc crossover like holy shit there's so many ways it can go!!#i have another wip in the works thats kinda similar to this but with superman and i cannot wait to work on it again #there are so many ways i wanted this to go but i just couldnt get there - i wanted to keep it on the shorter side but like #perhaps ill have to expand #i just love the idea that like. theres a stranger at your table who knows you and knows you well. who knows the secret that youd die to keep #there's a stranger at your table and he says something and you know he's family. you know you're strangers but now...#now you have to be something more #oh man theres so many juicy ways it can go and I KNOW I DID NONE OF THEM #i want to write this whole plot again and make it angstier #(me with everything)#anyway! sorry love you all hope you enjoy it!!

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lilybug-02 · 2 months

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Pain is a great motivator…

Part 26 || First || Previous || Next

—Full Series—

Meanwhile Toriel:

(Loud noises don't wake her up usually.)

Artist note: I’m so proud of this :))) I know it’s a lot of dialogue and reading, but dialogue is grueling work for me. I’m glad with the art and for the amount of pages I made in such a relatively short time span -w- page 5 was super fun to work on. A lot of blood, sweat, and hours here... :) The backgrounds were a big bore tbh, but I finished them! Yippie!

#CHARA WTF DO YOU MEAN “COMPUTER”????#lol i hope you guys dont hate me for what im doing in the next update.#IS THAT A MAC OS???#Yes......owo''#Kris and the Gang are LITTLE now. I've pixelated them and turned them into little game characters!#FINALLY!!#I never thought I would be going so far in the story to explain WHY Kris pulls out their SOUL and opens Darkfountains even when they killed #Berdly in Chapter 2. Pain can make people do horrible things.#Uhhhhhhhhh anyways. :3 I hope you liked it! I made this post a little too long for my liking and didnt get it out when i wanted too-#but thats okay! As long as people enjoy it :)#bread #art #deltarune chara timeline #deltarune chara timeline comic #seriously though #long post #man am I glad I switched over to the limited color palet! It helps me feel alot more relaxed uwu #This is....way over 16 hours of work q-q #chara #asriel #susie #kris #asriel dreemurr #kris dreemurr #kris deltarune #susie deltarune #deltarune #comic #my art

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cozylittleartblog · 7 months

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New Family Speedrun 00:09.12 (World Record Not Clickbait???)

#deltarune #queen #lancer #rouxls kaard #comic #art #doodles #SDFJKHJKDHSF THIS IS STUPID i said it on discord at like 2AM and then went Wait Thats Funny Actually #and u know what It Is #they're both the wife actually #this is also supremely old this is like WELL over a year old #queenkaard #my art #are you guys enjoying me clearing out my drafts. i hope u are. ancient artwork... now go look at my etsy im posting sooooo much stuff 2day

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fernsnailz · 7 months

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DANCE IN FIRE - A SONIC THE HEDGEHOG FANZINE

36 pages of artwork, sketches, and comics featuring Team Dark.

no one expected Rouge the Bat, Shadow the Hedgehog, and E-123 Omega to stick together as a team for this long. so what binds this trio of outcasts together? what would they keep from the rest of the world, yet share with each other? and why the hell wasn’t Omega in Sonic Free Riders?

out RIGHT HERE on itch.io for free!! donations are appreciated, but not required.

physical release COMING SOON (hopefully)

#IT'S OUUUUUT IT'S DONE IT'S HERE #lmk if anyone has any issues accessing it this is my first time using itch.io #HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY RAAAAHHHHHHHHHH #fern's sketchbook #team dark #sth #rouge the bat #shadow the hedgehog #e-123 omega #🦔🦇🤖

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eliotbaum · 6 months

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Fiona has a higher STR score than both Lydia and Kasper which also means — she can carry them

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 8 months

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Feelings Thawed

Character; Cater Diamond

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, pining, ice skating (to various degrees of success)

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; This is a present/thank you to my mutual @i-like-forgs. I hope you enjoy this ice skating scene with Cater, and that you get to skate soon!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The brisk wind bit at your nose, and you pulled up your scarf, trying to keep away the offending wind. Around you it was a winter wonderland, all made possible in the temperate conditions thanks to Cater, who was filming you skating around on the frozen pond’s surface.

“You know,” you hollered, making sure that you caught his attention, “you should join me! It’s fun!” You came to a stop by the pond’s edge, where Cater was standing with a large thermos.

Cater just shot you a wink, handing you the thermos. “This is for you though, silly!”

He was deflecting, you could tell; behind that bright and cheery smile that he always seemed to wear around others, you knew when there was something off with Cater. You accepted the thermos though, and took a sip of the spicy apple cider, still piping hot.

You gave him a look and pulled lightly on his coat sleeve. “Yes, but it’s more fun with others, come on Cater!” You stepped back onto the ice, and slowly skated near him, waiting with an eager smile.

He looked at you, and then back at the ice, but he stayed standing in the light snow, shooting you that smile. “But I can’t take photos if I’m out there with you!” He scratched at the back of his neck.

Liar. “Cater,” you looped back around and stepped onto the bank, balancing on your skates, “do you not know how to skate?”

Cater’s smile turned sheepish, and his ‘ahahaha, looks like my gig is up’ chuckle made its appearance. He had been found out. “Never got the chance to,” he hid his face slightly in his scarf, either to keep the cold at bay or to hide that his cheeks were turning pink. “So I’d just slow ya down.”

You took his hand into yours, “Well, I could teach you if you wanted. Just a warning though, you’re gonna fall on your butt a lot, might get a few bruises.”

Cater looked down at your entwined hands. Mittens and gloves separated your skin from touching one another, but Cater could swear that he could feel the sensation nonetheless through the layers of fabric.

“You would? Even if I pull you down with me?”

The last question wasn’t just about the ice skating; Cater didn’t want to force you to do anything that you didn’t want to… and that included being his friend. His heart seemed to whisper stronger emotions though, but he didn’t want to ruin what the two of you had.

You walked him out to the ice, and the both of you swiftly fell down on the ice, hard. But you just laughed and got right back up again, “Well, we did just fall. There isn’t anything scary about falling down; yes it stings and might leave a gnarly bruise, but in order to move forward we have to fall and get back up. So yes, is what I guess I’m saying.”

Cater looked up at you, the sun illuminating you and the snow glittered behind you. You were holding your hand out again, waiting for him. And Cater took your hand.

It took him a while to get the hang of it, and he fell down quite a bit, but every time he fell down you helped him back up. And by the time that the sun was setting in the west, the both of you were cold, and both were going to wake up tomorrow with some bruises. It was fun though, which is all that mattered… but that whisper in Cater’s heart was by now singing, and maybe he would listen to it, but for now, he was happy with how the way things were, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, especially with how much you had smiled today. Your smile and knowing that you had fun with him was enough.

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Tags; @eynnwwyjth, @ithseem, @krenenbaker, @silvers-numberonefan, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii

#twst #twst x reader #twst x gn reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x gn reader #cater diamon #cater diamond x reader #cater diamond x gn reader #i decided to let you decide how reader feels about cater since it allows for various possibilities #also decided to go with cater since i only had the dorm headcanons with him; and he deserved his own drabble #i hope you like this when you get the chance to read it ryo ^v^#thank you for your support; even if it does give me a mini stroke when you break my tumblr notifications #decided for spicy apple cider as its something i can see cater liking (not super sweet but still warm to keep you warm in the cold)#this is also a thank you for crashing a mutuals wedding and stopping a union; i used my writing as enticement to stop it <3 #let's see how the cater simps react to this; hoping you guys enjoy!

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