#scrinklies all of them

[ctommy-chileno]

They are in jail for silly crimes

#tommyinnit #ctommy #arginnit #scu!tommy #o!tommy #and more #scrinklies all of them

[onebarofsoap]

see i think rin and len are ipod kids 👍

#vocaloid #kagamine rin #kagamine len #soap tries art #my favorite vocaloids scrinkly and scrombly #this is nothing to me i just wanted to draw them again #SORRY TO ALL THE INBOX MESSAGES i am looking to get to them later thank u

[ravencincaide]

Responsibility to love 

Summary: After witnessing a difficult birth Dazai struggles with himself and his emotions over becoming a new parent- a distant dream that his mind denied up until now OR men react differently to seeing their babies for the first time; some are natural parents while others… 

Pairing: New parents! fem! Reader x  Dazai (x Chuuya)  

Inspired by Sweetober prompt 18: Sick 

Warnings: Angst,  Male postpartum depression including dislike and hesitant to accept the children,  Mention of difficult childbirth, cursing, 

There was a strange taste in his mouth; it wasn’t sweet like love or salty like disgust. It was a rather bitter flavor with just the tiniest hints of pungent somewhere in the back of his throat. A burning acidic kind which felt like it would corrode his neck- his vocal cords into mush if he said nothing. 

Yet no words came out.

He wanted to scream and yell, to call every doctor at this godforsaken place an incompetent delusional imbecile. He wanted to threaten them, see the cocky expression in their eyes slowly fade away into horror as he made their minds torture themselves into oblivion. Osamu Dazai  wanted to make them suffer unimaginable pain for lying to him, for calling this— this as good news. As everything being ‘better than expected’. Happy turn of events. Something to cheer and celebrate, not mourn and fret. The worst was over, they claimed in cheerful tones, now all that was left was letting nature and nurture run its natural course. And yet–

You looked so small, so frail. 

Resting his forehead against the glass that separated your room from the rest of the maternity ward, Dazai heaved a big sigh. The bitter, salty, sour sensation twisting the edges of his mouth down into a frown. This was suffocating. Disgusting at best. And yet— 

His eyes shifted to the orange haired idiot who looked like he was in seventh heaven. Chuuya was bouncing around your small hospital room in excitement. He was moving between your bed, muttering praises or stroking your hair with a gloved finger. Then over to the two bassinets just a few paces away. The joint construction which looked more like a plastic box on wheels with some blankets inside than a medical equipment there to monitor the newly born beings. The small wrapped up bundles. Bright red faces, white wrappings for the girl, blue for the boy. 

Dazai couldn’t help but think the newborns were ugly. They looked nothing like You, Chuuya or himself. Just red bunches of meat; alien looking creatures that were mostly bold and scrinkly with eyes that didn’t fit the rest of their features. The only semi positive thing he could say about them was that they had screamed loudly when they were born, yet now had enough self-preservation instinct to just be silent. 

He watched with a frown how Chuuya cooed and gawked at the babies for an awfully long amount of time, ignoring the way you looked. The worn out expression on your face, forehead sticky with sweat and the slight shiver of your body as you desperately tried to come to terms with the difficult birth.  You looked like you could use some water- something to snack on. A caring touch, a warm hand. Maybe a professional assessment, definitely some strong drugs. You looked so lonely and small, so tired that all Dazai wanted to do was go in there and scoop you up in his arms. Yet he was too cowardly; too ashamed and guilty to go back in there. Afraid that you’d read him like an open book; see all the emotion, all the turmoil and regret on his face. The lack of a smile, of happiness, on his being. And just see him for what he was; a man who desperately wished to go back in time and hammer into your younger selves to be more thorough with using protection. 

The pungent taste became stronger, almost unbearable. 

He watched with the same frown as Chuuya picked up the children one by one and brought them over to your bed. Watched the weak smile you’d give each twin, then a kiss on their foreheads- a task that seemed to take the very last of your energy as you leaned back against the pillows of your hospital bed. Dazai’s name was the last thing on your lips- he could read it even from this distance and his heart clenched painfully in his chest- before he saw you close your eyes.  In moments- seconds- your breathing became slower and deeper. Dazai didn’t know whether you fell asleep or actually passed out. And it almost amazed him how little Chuuya seemed to care about your condition; giving you a single kiss on your hair before moving away. Not checking your pulse, not checking your breathing and just trusting that the instruments monitoring you worked. 

The ginger's focus and attention was clearly elsewhere. 

Dazai observed Chuuya closely as if he were a strange animal and not the reflection of how he himself should be behaving; the bright smile, the energy and excitement all over as Chuuya rocked the twins in his arms seemingly unable to get enough of them. That was how he was supposed to act- to be in there right beside Chuuya bickering over who got to hold which twin. To be joyful and grateful and so utterly in love and yet-

Dazai prayed that those balls of red meat were Chuuya’s- prayed that they didn’t come from his seed. He didn’t think he’d be able to live with himself if he had hurt you this way- that something that came from him put you in such a dire state. That something from him almost tore you away from this world. He selfishly prayed that he was not at fault, even if he knew deep down that he was. And if you had died- then your blood would have been on his hands as if he’d killed you himself.  

Dazai swallowed thickly, the taste in his mouth unbearable. He felt somewhere between crying, throwing up, and passing out. Yet his body was frozen in place, forehead against the glass window, staring at the sight inside. Silently suffering- definitely hating himself. He watched helplessly as Chuuya finally took notice of him and strolled up to the door that separated Dazai from his partners. The flimsy door that kept the ungrateful monster at bay. 

The click of the lock before he opened it was more deafening and humiliating to Dazai than forgetting to cock a glock. 

“ Heeh bandages don’t you wanna hold him?” Chuuya stretched out the infant towards Dazai, still wearing that stupid shit-eating-grin on his face. 

He didn’t. By god he didn’t. Dazai didn’t want to touch anything that almost cost you your life. He didn’t want to get close to it. He didn’t want to be near it. 

Still he held out his shaking bandaged hands which Chuuya adjusted before placing the small thing into them. A part of Dazai was surprised how heavy the infant was. Especially since it was so frail. It would take very little for him to harm this small thing in his arms. To smoosh it into nothingness. Like a bug.

Dazai brought the infant closer to himself, running his eyes over every inch of him. Trying desperately to find something likable about this clump of cells, wrapped in bones and flesh that you almost died for. That made Chuuya so happy. 

After all, it was his responsibility to love it.

Authors Note: For those of you who have read "Desperate times call for Desperate measures" This is very loosely connected to it. And although that fic has a more traditional post-partum depression element to it, this fic is more focused on the male side of becoming a parent. While doing research I realized how little the male PPD was discussed so here we are now. Think of this work as a prequel if you like. ... damn now I feel almost sorry for them...

Anyhow hope you enjoyed! If you liked my works feel free to check out Raven's Masterlist

Until next time~

#bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #skk angst #bsd skk #skk x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #skk parents #raven cincade's works #sweetober #bsd angst #desperate times call for desperate measures

[dovand]

i am as always thinking about 14 and the nobles... specifically 14 & shaun. CRIMINAL lack of 14 & shaun content . excuse me that is my emotional support deranged lovers-in-law prongs of a queerplatonic throuple V. that is my little scrinkly wet cat and his chill saint bernard friend. that is my symbiotic relationship weirdos who sleep back-to-back to 14 can a) leech his body heat b) cuddle donna c) not fall off the bed. that is my favourite “both wake up early but one of them is being clung to like they are a teddy bear and it is Not Shaun, who is making ‘too bad’ faces at 14 and tiptoeing away” dynamic.

(14 either ends up dozing again after he wakes up early or just lays there curled up thinking—but, either way, when shaun shows up with breakfast in bed every sunday, he is treated to the beautiful sight of the two huge autism creature eyes peering up at him from behind the most bedraggled mop of hair ever seen. whether there are any thoughts behind those eyes depends on whether their owner has been napping or Pondering)

(yes this is all made up in my head!!! yes i am dismayed by there only being FOUR FICS (4!!) using it as a tag and none of them (afaict) doing it in a qpr way. where is my deranged weirdplatonic polycule!!!)

further insanity under the cut pleasseee please please read. please i need to be insane about this with people

(also btw this post is about queerplatonic doctordonna, doctordonna shippers i love you and you are welcome to contribute but it is a Little squicky for me so if tag ur additions (so i have a heads-up) that would be so lovely and i would adore you forever <3)

shaun likes listening to people ramble and 14 likes rambling so it is a regular occurrence to find the two of them like. standing in the kitchen holding cups of tea except one of them is actually drinking the tea and one of them is talking too rapidly about equivalent exchange to remember to blink, let alone have a sip of earl gray that has veered violently past lukewarm and is headed straight for room temperature

if 14 is in a not-wordy mood tho… thru shaun’s expert tutelage he has mastered the art of the Dad Nod. he passes shaun in the hall and gives him a little nod. shaun gives him one back. 0 words are spoken but they understand each other on a deeper level than if there had been.

they go on a Family Outing to a thrift store. rose and donna disappear to the dressier sections. shaun creeps along the racks of trousers, solemnly comparing seemingly identical pairs of jeans. 14 follows him and stares for a while, then silently hands him a loudly patterned pair of shorts. shaun takes them without question and adds them to his basket & sylvia loses her mind just a little bit when she sees him wearing them

(^ this inspired by going thrifting w my friend and looking @ everything and then finding her dad looking thru the racks of shorts comparing two beige ones, and my friend handing him a pair of pink shorts with penguins on and him buying them. because he has some . i think plaid shorts? at home and when he wore them his wife said he looked gay. so he’s trying to do it More) (it's an incredible family dynamic there. i have no idea what is going on)

god jesus. 14 learns how to cook so he can be the housething (as opposed to housewife or househusband. he is just a weirdgenderthing. little creature). someone buys him a nice apron and he wears it with so much delight. chases everyone else out of the kitchen so he can concoct something lovely. runs out into the garden to stick something into an oven in the tardis kitchen because “i am not working with enough ovens, here, people!”. organises the pantry and gets this crazed look if anyone tries to stop him. “how will i know where things a—” “it will be LABELLED.” brandishes a label maker that DEFINITELY is not from modern-day earth given that it seems to take dictation as input and can print in colour and has not needed a refill of paper even though he has extensively labelled EVERY PLASTIC BOX of stuff in the pantry

sometimes he gets into Moods where he needs to solve a problem before it makes his head explode and that used to be a like. tinkering in the tardis thing. where he’d have himself and whatever poor companion he was with just floating in the time vortex for a week while he tries to make this bit of the tardis do what he wants it to. now it’s a day or two spent almost entirely in the kitchen trying to find the scientifically optimal method by which to make meringues. he starts gesturing dramatically with a spatula forgetting it is not a sonic screwdriver. makes a sonic spatula. realises he doesn’t often need to like. scan a pancake for malware. sadly puts the sonic spatula away

he is absolutely a nightmare to watch movies with btw bc a) can’t sit still b) so tall. either he is bouncing his leg and shaking the whole couch or he is stretched out across the entire sofa. no in between. donna buys a thick rug so he can just lay on the floor. the rug is TOO comfortable and he starts just spending time laying on the floor which would be fine if he thought to turn the lights on because people keep almost stepping on him while he’s having 4am Floor Time (on the nights he's not drooling all over donna's pillow)

if anyone else has thoughts about Them PLEASe share i will love you so much and forever. doctor~donna/shaun weirdcule is the only thing in my head

#me.txt #doctor who #14th doctor #doctordonna #donna noble #this is ALMOST fic but not quite. i feel like i should tag it something specific #doctor who headcanon #that works i think

[aplpaca]

its really amusing when using birdcalls to attract birds is compared to getting catfished by aliens, but also it should be known that in a lot of species, esp in north america and europe, the males do all or most of the singing for the purpose of attracting females, but also for claiming and defending their territories. so if u get female birds to come to a birdsong recording then it is them getting catfished by aliens.

but if you get males to come to a recording, its more like an alien (you) showing up on some guys lawn and shouting about how this is your house now and also ur gonna fuck his wife. and then when the guy gets pissed and comes out to square up with you, u just stand and watch him like "wow look at this cute little scrinkly man. nature is beautiful :)"

#birds

[skye707]

I love your contrast between Riddlers, like I love seeing an old decrepit Riddler (Arkham) and then immediately seeing some five year old (Dano). They're all so scrinkly and my love goes out to them

There's really no winning with these guys. Unless you're referring to them as the smartest man on the planet, you're insulting them.

But I know whatcha mean. Character contrast is actually something I'm self-conscious about, so it really makes me happy to hear that the differences are coming across!

#riddler #the riddler #edward nashton #edward nygma #arkham riddler #dano riddler #paul dano riddler #riddlerverse #Skye

[mctwinkdom]

Hello Jen 💛 I opened your blog about an hour ago to send you a message and got distracted scrolling, and seeing you how sweet you are to everyone who crosses your path! You're the human embodiment of that scrinkly little face Oscar makes when the sun is in his eyes but he's smiling. I think you warm people just by being near them. I hope you have people in your life that do that for you, too <3

Hello Anon 🧡 To be honest, when I saw this ask yesterday, I first thought you messaged the wrong person; nobody has ever described me as nicely as you just did :(

↑ I mean being compared to this angel right there is the highest compliment, I want everyone to refer to me as "scrinkly little face Oscar makes when the sun is in his eyes but he's smiling" now

Point of this blog is to make landoscar fans happy and comfortable, so that they don't hesitate to reach out to me, cuz I reply to every dm and ask (except the hateful ones directed at the drivers lol, those are getting deleted instantly, I aint sharing negativity on the timeline)

I can't thank you enough for sending me such a lovely message, it has been on my mind all day. I don't know if I make people feel warm, but you sure did that for me!! <3

#anon #ask #jen's rambling #that was so sweet i was speechless for two days

[your-local-uwu-artist]

Update on my etsy project!

So I've been working on a lost of ideas and which ones to make happen first, as well as keeping track of how I should price them

I still have to put together a thumbnail for the vocaloid charms but I decided they'll be around 12 dollars each.

I did put together this!

this one'll be 7 dollars I think: I am considering going ahead and letting myself have a treat by making a Keychain out of my music festival button art

He's so scrinkly so really I have to just in case any button stans have like 9 dollars to spare

One thing i have in the works are art of z crystals to make into phone charms!

I'm still not sure how these'll price but probably cheaper

anyway, thats all thats substantial that i have for now. Sense I got a thumbnail for the trans Danny pin I might put up that listing sometimes in this upcoming week :3

[original-character-championship]

Bracket G Round 1

Poll 10

Anvilhead (@sixtyt-en) vs. Xifang Baihu (@shranstan)

403. Anvilhead (@sixtyt-en)

Any

number 1 most scrinkly object head oc

Grey, emaciated, masculine person with an anvil for a head. Has tired, side-facing eyes. sorta has a mouth?? nude.

404. Xifang Baihu (@shranstan)

he/him

1920s trans man dad. Adopted two kids, now grown up but he still loves them dearly (and they love him!). Paleontology professor, socialist, emigrated to Europe after WW1, nicknamed Uncle Tiger. Named after the constellation! He just really really loves his kids, Inari and Hoshiko, even though Inari has made some questionable choices in life. He just wants the best for everyone, and he wants to adopt all of Hoshiko's friends. You can find him on Artfight

Middle-aged Chinese man, with black hair slicked back and a messy goatee. Dad bod but somewhat short. Usually dressed in everyday 1920s type clothes (because that's the time period) - a sweater vest over a simple shirt with black trousers.

#oc championship #tournament poll #round 1 #bracket g #403 anvilhead #404 xifang baihu

[4shfur]

im late to the party but i did the favorite warriors __ challenge!!! something happened to the lineart so uhh just ignore it sorry

explanations are under the cut if anyone wants to read them cause i dont want this post to be unbearably long 😅

favorite mother and kit: leafpool and jayfeather. idk i just thjink their relationship is very interesting! the lost stars bonus scene made me cry. dovewing and shadowsight and yellowfang and firestar are close seconds

favorite siblings: the og 3 OBVIOUSLY. i love them sm im gonna name my children after them. hollyleaf is a beautiful name for a baby girl.

favorite m/m ship: i hc half of these character as nby but whatever. i chose jayberry, rootshadow, and firegray. i just think theyre cute. theyre my scrinkly scrimblos.

favorite father and kit: tree and rootspring!! i just think they have a really sweet relationship in tbc. i also really like togerstar and shadowsight

favorite friendship: idk about you guys but i always thought the medicine cats should get more time as a sort of friend group! nowadays in asc everyone hates each other 😔😔 but anyways yeah i like to think jaypaw, kestrelpaw, willowpaw, and flamepaw were all friends and got into hijinks

favorite f/m ship: bristleroot 😔 idk they just really grew on me in alitm. i think they definitely could have been written better but oh well. i also like sunbeam/shadowsight but this art is kinda old so yeah

favorite grandparent and kit: firestar and the three!!  i adored the family dynamic in po3 it was so wholesome (too bad it couldnt stay that way ._.) i like to imagine firestar was always trying to be hip and cool with his grandkits and other apprentices and they were just like please dont grandpa.

mentor and apprentice: leafpool, jayfeather, and alderheart!! they were totally a chaotic trio

favorite f/f ship. i also hc these characters as nby fhksbdjshf anyways i chose hollyolive and dovebriar! hollyleaf x olivenose is a rarepair of mine (they interact i think 0 times) but theyre cute to me. dovebriar is also cute. enough said.

#jamie's art #wc #warriors #warrior cats #jayfeather #leafpool #hollyleaf #lionblaze #firestar #graystripe #rootspring #shadowsight #berrynose #bristlefrost #tree wc #willowshine #kestrelflight #flametail #alderheart #olivenose #briarlight #bristleroot #firegray #rootshadow #dovebriar #hollyolive #jayberry #thunderclan #shadowclan #skyclan

[fishybehavior]

new here,,,,

but i must know, favorite ninjago characters? anything about them that u like in particular?

ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪

My favs are Jay and Kai usually, but I've been also a bit obsessed with Zane too

Jay and Kai are just lil idiots with so much heart and are so fun to angst. Zanes a lill meow meow scrinkly that deserves better.

I love how sarcastic jay is, he tells jokes all the times and is usually the one I laugh at the most.

I love kai out of spite cause the writers font. They are missing out on an excellent character who is so amazingly deep and they just REFUSE to just give my guy 10 seconds and the time of day

Zane was my first scrinkly when I watched the show. I love him, I relate to him, he's funny and honestly deserves every good thing the world has.

#ninjago #kai ninjago #zane ninjago #jay ninjago

[blitzwave]

scrinkly lil popup musing timeee

they can hop between both sentient and non-sentient electronic objects to varying degrees of success i think,,

average household appliances and other things that usually require outlets or don’t have screens/forms of communication ingrained into them are easy to hop between (generally) discreetly. Popup can’t use them to interact with their environment beyond switching them on and off or trying to fry them with enough electricity. modern technology/just about any device with a screen or motherboard is a lot easier to mess with, and popup enjoys navigating through them due to them generally having internet access and therefore a massive web of other places to go to. Anything from full blown androids to apple watches are free game and they can tear through it without much effort, and interact with the environment as much as the device possessed allows.

fully sentient objects who fall under the category of electronic/tech can also be possessed/hopped into, although with adequate virus protection popup can’t do shit besides make people feel under the weather or fall ill. Without that protection though, they have a habit of literally eating through any and all data they find, which, isn’t pretty-

#[Unhinged Rambling] #[Me Arte] #im parsing out certain aspects of the creature rn #they have probably dragged At Least one person to the grave with them #bc they were hungy of course #popup

[bottomvalerius]

How did Donna grow their lil beard? Is it a magic thing, are they on T, or is Donna just Built Different?

Their little beard is magic, but in general their hair grows in thicker and darker, especially on their arms and legs! Their scrinkly porn stache is all natural lol they use magic to alter their looks for cosmetic reasons a lot, their hair being the biggest thing. I’ve toyed with the idea of them having a super long wizard beard and maybe they will at some point after they have Damien lol

#only OC that is on arcana-verse T is Sam ! #while damien always knew he was a boy he hasn’t had much time to really think about his body like that #so he’s very up in the air about most presentation #Donna truly just vibes day by day LMAO you can only gender them if it’s funny or hot #asks #anon #OC lore #thank you for asking 💕💕

[freefallingup13]

I JUST NOTICED YOU REBLOGGED AN OC ASK GAME I DIDNT KNOW YOU HAD OCS I WANNA HEAR ABOUT THEM

Oh JEEZ that puts into perspective how long it’s been since I posted writing about my blorbos

Ok pathetic ones first

Toni: varies from AU to AU, but in Jaren’s Puppy she comes off as very shy and naive. I am slowly giving her a personality. She is resisting.

Ryan: also varies from AU to AU, from being a kind of second in command for the enemy infiltrating the rival group, to…. Well, in Jaren’s Puppy he’s a former servant that has somehow ended up one of Jaren’s most trusted people around Toni. He has no idea what’s going on.

Jaren: Scrinkly bastard man. Little fucker. Piece of shit. In Jaren’s Puppy, he may be the head of a coven that’s in the process of taking over the world.

However.

In another AU, a superhero AU, he is a minor villain. He can cause hallucinations and use telekinesis. He is also homeless and lives in an abandoned warehouse that he got kicked out of by a chick that’s like two feet smaller than he is. He cuddled up to a girl who was a literal cult leader to have a place to stay. He ends up homeless in the warehouse again after the first chick starts to recover from her breakdown. Cult girl drops a baby off at his doorstep. He literally calls the girl he’s been kidnapping for years (Toni) because she has a kid and he doesn’t know what he’s doing like what the fuck. How to baby care.

Through shenanigans he ends up living with Toni, her husband who has beat him unconscious several times to save Toni, his daughter, and their son. Due to his reputation as a villain, he has to do small gig jobs and (to the husband’s dismay) never really moves out. It is very awkward when the kids get old enough to wonder why “uncle Jaren” lives with them despite being unrelated. Toni’s husband hates this.

Also in another universe David punches his fucking face in as a Christmas present to himself. I love fucking with Jaren and having him be all talk. Gonna roast him like a rotisserie chicken with some rosemary.

[fourteenth-seat]

some paion cooking and misc. food-related hcs (courtesy of @seatedsacrifice​!)

paion is something of a gourmet. he is absolutely meticulous and exacting when he cooks -- and yes, he does actually cook to some extent, combining varying degrees food amalgamation magics with the art of manual cooking. as he is a huge proponent of variation, this allows for each meal experience to be slightly different; with no two meals sounding or tasting quite the same. since the act of manually cooking tend to be a more drawn out process, paion is able to enjoy the various sounds that might not have otherwise been made if he'd simply used the more instantaneous process of food amalgamation magics alone. the sounds made during cooking are pleasant, therapeutic, and stimulating for paion, often soothing his easy-wracked nerves. he tends to speed up cooling, heating, and setting times with magic however, as he is not particularly patient when it comes to the parts where you just have to sit and wait. during intervals where he has no choice but to wait for the best results, you can catch him engaging in bizarre theatrics in the background, striking strange poses, doing bizarre little dances, or performing acts of fitness such as lifting magicked weights. that said, he is more considerably patient when he’s actually involved and immersed and the process. he would absolutely make those oddly aesthetically pleasing cooking asmr videos you find on youtube. however, he cannot stand having anyone else in his kitchen whilst he is cooking, and may become agitate or even hostile if someone attempts to communicate with him while he is cooking, or simply enter the kitchen while is cooking.

meals paion makes tend to be a feast for multiple senses, as paion enjoys food that makes satisfying sounds (such as fruits and vegetables), but also ones that are bright or appealingly-coloured. one of his favourite ingredients is honey, although he is mortally afraid of bees. he delights in creating what some may judge to be eclectic but nevertheless delicious combinations.

post-sundering, all of paion’s shards retain his incredibly large appetite, although none of them can cook, with the sole exception of ardbert, who can manage to make at least a four-star meal out of a random scrinkly little fish found in one of norvrandt’s lakes. a single meal for paion could probably feed several average people, and the same applise for many of his shards. his sundered incarnations on the source tend to have the largest appetites, however. during the early days of the allagan empire, emperor xande was rumored to have prized food above that of the ever-changing tide of battle, and was more than happy to lend his knowledge of his newly-developed art of aetherochemistry to aspiring culinarians, in order to expedite and improve upon inefficient old cooking techniques. in contrast to paion (who was fond all foods), xande favoured savoury and spicy foods, and was said to have scorned all things sweet, with the sole exception of honey.

#☉:ﾟ* ℍ𝔼𝔸𝔻ℂ𝔸ℕ𝕆ℕ𝕊 .

[ranpd]

🏳️‍🌈 💔 🧸 🪀 ✨ 🎃 📦 🔔 🔊 📝

all for ms chalice !! ( these are quite a lot HELP SORRY u can jus do like 2 or 3 if u want !! i jus . recently binged the show again n im feeling vry autistic abt it . plus im a chalice kin . sobs )

i did almost all of them (some of them r just doubled up in other hcs) bc tbh? bored as hell

🏳️‍🌈 lgbt hc

- transfem bicon in ze reals

💔 angsty hc

- oh she is so scared that someday she’ll be confined to the astral plane again….

🧸 hurt/comfort hc

- shes scared of thunderstorms so she hides under the boys bed and they stay there with her <3

🪀 silly hc

- SHE IS SO BAD AT CARD GAMES LOL

✨ ship i like w this character

- dont actually have any methinks :)

📦 overall feelings abt them

- she is my scrinkly i have Thoughts abt her every month on the dot

🔔 unpopular opinion abt them

- tran genda

🔊 song that reminds me of them

- candy by robbie williams

#take 10 psychic damage #friend tag #cuphead #ms chalice #legendary chalice