#shiny two tone chao

[chao-studios]

"Coral took the water donut for a swim"

📸Post by Gurichi_Incarnat from the Chao Island discord!

#sonic #sonic adventure 2 battle #chao #chao garden #SEGA #chao swimming #shiny two tone chao #GIF #Gurichi_Incarnat

[antirepurp]

guys omg... bee chao....

#soda offers you a can #shiny orange two-tone hero normal chao with fly magnitude maxed out and the glitch that makes shiny two-tones bright btw #idk if it'd look like this in the game bc hero chao become blobs of light with that texture glitch #but the chao viewer looks like this and im obsessed

[joleneghoul]

This is endgame for how i plan the teddy and booster chao to look. The booster chao will be the most difficult chao i ever raise from a game/work standpoint but that makes sense.

#the booster chao i need 150 medals to unlock the shiny orange chao #and then i need to reincarnate her multiple times and give her every animal available once and also - #-make her a hero chao aswell which is the easy part #teddy already exists just isnt evolved yet into the power chao but i had to make a two tone blue chao to- #-match how his costume is two tone

[kaelthas-dickrider]

I found my old Chao garden please look at these Chao who are 20+ years old

#chimera was the name i went by online before i came out at 13 and started going by lance #deigram is the name of one of my old lupes on neopets #there is so much lore here #also sake is cool cus hes a two toned shiny chao and that specific texture is different on gamecube vs steam!

[soren-mercurio]

So cute

#sonic adventure 2 #chao #he's a black shiny two tone and I love him

[iamapoopmuffin]

Zest is playing some music to celebrate the birth of his firstborn.

Happy birthday, Crouton

#Am also gonna two-tone breed something #Either blue green or grey #This is also Glossy's second baby #Chao #chao garden #shiny chao #Chao: Zest #Chao: Glossy #Chao: Crouton #What animals should I give to Crouton? #sonic adventure 2

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

PLEASEEE CAN YOU DO A TOM BLYTH X ACTRESS ASMR FIC. IDK IF YOUVE EVER SEEN THE W MAGAZINE INTERVIEWS WITH CELEBRITIES DOING ASMR BUT ID LOVE TO READ ONE OF TOM AND THE READER BEING ALL CUTE AND WHOLESOME WHILE DOING ASMR AND TRYING NOT TO LAUGH

ASMR chaos || Tom Blyth x actress!reader

A/n: you guys continue to blow my mind with the scenarios and prompts you give me 😃 keep em coming!

Warnings: pure fluff!

Wc: 1,010

Divider by @pommecita

Walking into the room, you throw Tom an interested look as the two of you look at the microphones on the the table. As we settled into our seats, the interviewer, a vibrant woman named Lisa, welcomed us with a warm smile. “Today, we’re going to do something a bit different, something fun. Have either of you tried ASMR?” she asked.

“No, we haven’t,” You and Tom exchanged playful glances, both secretly wondering what you had gotten yourselves into. “Well, this will be a first for the both of you then!” Lisa exclaimed. “Absolutely, let’s do it,” Tom replied with a grin.

“I don’t think we’re gonna do that well babe, we’re both loud people,” You squeeze Tom’s arm as he laughs, putting on his headsets as you follow suit.

“Hey guys,” you gently murmur into the microphone, a playful glint in your eyes. “I’m Y/n Y/l/n” Tom shoots you a sidelong glance, a charming smile gracing his lips. "And I'm Tom Blyth," he adds with a hushed tone, his voice carrying a hint of mischief.

“And today-“ You move to the next microphone but end up bumping into it creating a loud noise. You cringe at the sharp noise, while Tom, caught off guard, tries to stifle a laugh, his eyes dancing with amusement.

“Sorry,” You sheepishly smile, dimples forming on your cheeks, “Today we’ll be doing A-” Tom smoothly moved towards the microphone, his voice flowing seamlessly, "S-" you gracefully took your place at the other mic, "M-" a shared moment of anticipation, "R," Tom concluded, and with satisfied glances, you both silently exchanged a high-five.

Your first challenge was the classic apple crunch. Tom took the lead, picking up a shiny red apple. He leaned into the microphone, giving it a thoughtful look before taking a bite. The crisp sound echoed in the studio, and a spontaneous giggle escaped you at the absurdity of the situation.

"Now, your turn," Tom said, handing you the apple with a mischievous glint in his eyes. You took a deep breath, trying to maintain composure. As your teeth sunk into the apple, the studio filled with a satisfying series of crunches.

Biggest mistake you made was looking at Tom, mid bite. You automatically screw your eyes shut as you and Tom lose it, having to turn away from the mics as you let out hearty chuckles.

"Don't look at me!" You whisper yell at Tom in a joking matter as he wipes the tears from his eyes, "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help myself," he quietly apologies as you smack his arm gently. The studio was filled not only with the sound of apple crunches but also the infectious sound of both your laughs.

You were then passed a can of coke. Tapping on it with you manicured nails, you move it from microphone to microphone as Tom watches amused. "I'm so bad at opening cans with nails on-" You start but Tom has already taken it, opening it with a satisfying pop near the microphone.

The sound of it fizzing reached you ears as you purse your lips at the sound of it. You take the can back and lean towards your microphone, Tom's hands moving to tuck the stray pieces of hair that had fallen.

You try to contain your laughter as you bring the can up to your lips, sipping it. The noise was surprisingly loud in your earphones as you start quietly laughing. You took another sip, deliberately prolonging the sound for comedic effect, the noise was a combination of tiny slurps and the distinctive hiss of carbonation.

"Here, you try," you pass the can to Tom who takes it with a playful grin. He takes measured sips of it as you slightly squirm in your seat at the loud sound of it in your earphones. You watch as he takes large sips of it.

"I shouldn't have taken too many sips," he groans, setting the can down as a mischievous grin lights up your face as he adds, "I feel like burping now" he places a hand on his stomach.

"is burping considered satisfying in asmr though?" you quip, glancing at the camera crew who try to conceal their amusement. Your eyes return to Tom. "I don't know, I guess we'll find out won't we?" He chuckles, moving to the microphone.

You absolutely lost it as the sound of Tom's burp reaches your ear causing you to rip out your earphones, leaning over in your seat as you laugh out loud. Tom couldn't help but laugh at your reaction as he smacks his knee, creating an even louder sound that fueled both of your laughter.

"I think we've reached peak asmr chaos," Tom manages to say as you compose yourself, sitting up in your seat, "I'd like to formally apologise to everyone watching this-" you say in between your laugh as Tom nudges you playfully.

Your laughter became a recurring theme throughout the interview, making it clear that the genuine camaraderie between Tom and you extended beyond the screen.

A plate of watermelon was then passed to the both of you. Tom, ever the showman, took a big, theatrical bite, causing droplets of juice to splatter across the table causing your eyes to widen as you were mid-bite.

You silently laugh, throwing your head back, "We're so bad at this," Tom shakes his head with a light laugh, wiping a dribble of watermelon juice from his chin.

The next thing the two of you were handed was a bowl of noodles. "Oh no," You whisper, biting your thumb as you eye the crew member placing it in front of the two of you, including two forks.

"I just know this isn't going to end very well," you predicted, taking a fork and loading up a substantial bite of noodles. Tom grinned as he did the same.

Brushing your hair back, you leaned toward the microphone. As the fork approached your mouth, you felt Tom's intense gaze on you. "Don't even look at me," you playfully warned him, your eyes fixed ahead. Tom chuckled, fully aware that locking eyes would trigger another laughing fit.

Chewing on the noodles, you couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan at the flavor. Glancing at Tom, you saw him slurping a noodle, prompting you to cover your mouth to stifle laughter.

Tom slowly opens the packet of chips, the sound filling your ears. He passes you a chip as you both place it in your mouth, the crunch satisfying the both of you.

Your chewing comes to a stop as your eyes slightly widen at the familiar tingling sensation in the back of your throat. You squeeze Tom's arm as he gives you a puzzled look.

You then look at the chip packet, it was chili flavoured. "Oh," Tom whispers, knowing your spice tolerance was incredibly low. "Can I have water please," you start fanning yourself as Tom lets out a chuckle, quickly offering you his bottle of water as you gratefully take it.

You let out a satisfied sigh, your head leaned on Tom's shoulder. "I'm so bad with spice," you reveal, letting out a small giggle as the interview came to an end.

"Well that's it from us," Tom whispers in the microphone, "I hope you guys enjoyed this chaotic interview, I hope it was somewhat satisfying?" You sheepishly grin at the camera as Tom chuckles.

#fanfiction #tom blyth #tom blyth imagine #tom blyth x reader #tom blyth x you #tom blyth x actress!reader #tom blyth fanfiction #tom blyth fluff #young coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow imagine #the hunger games #the hunger games the ballad of songbirds & snakes #tbosas imagine #actress reader #actress!reader #actress au #boyfriend!tom blyth #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow fanfiction #billy the kid #billy the kid x you #the hunger games x reader #social media #social media au #tom blyth angst #tom blyth the man you are #snow lands on top #thg fanfiction

[iliterallydecepticanteven]

Hey remember this post i made about doing some fics with the medics as a spin off? Well here's a quick drabble within that AU! Based on the horror of hypovolemic shock and having patients of varying sizes. Head's up for fictional robotic medical gore.

"Ratchet! Ratchet! I need help, now!" 

There's a strain in Knock Out's voice that Ratchet hasn't heard before. A desperation that rarely ever laces his tone. The medic is up and moving before he can think, running to where the surgeon is hunched over a table. 

"What's wrong?" Ratchet asks but he can see the problem already. Jazz, laid out before them, with two blaster shots to his abdomen, is going into hypovolemic shock from energon loss. There's energon everywhere, up to Knock Out's elbows and pouring out over the table and dripping onto the floor. Ratchet is shocked Jazz even still has a pulse on the spark monitor. 

"I don't know, he started going into shock, but he hasn't lost that much energon," Knock Out says. "His main line got severed and I'm holding it shut but I can't weld it without letting go!" 

"What the frag do you mean he didn't lose that much?" Ratchet scolds. He steps away long enough to grab a packet of energon, hooking it to the pole nearby and starting an IV on Jazz's arm. "He's lost nearly thirty percent! I'm shocked he's still alive!" 

Ratchet expects Knock Out to snap at him, be mean or snarky like he usually is. But to his shock, when he looks up, the surgeon looks horrified. 

"It's not that much," Knock Out murmurs as he looks about the table. 

Ratchet pushes his servos in, finding where Knock Out's digits are locked, and taking their place. The surgeon moves swiftly then, withdrawing his servos, grabbing tools, and getting the line reconnected and secured in under three cycles. A bit more checking around the wounds before metal mesh is applied and another unit of energon transfused in. First Aid takes over once Jazz is stable, swooping in to handle the remaining work and move him to recovery. 

Knock Out is standing beside Ratchet at the sink, scrubbing at his digits, as he admits, "It didn't look like that much. And he was fine! He was talking to me and wasn't in pain and everything was fine and then—then he just, just crashed! His spark rate plummeted, his fuel pressure dropped, and he passed out." 

"Different units, kid," Ratchet says as he works at scrubbing the dried energon flakes out of his palm creases. "Civilian frames carry one-fourth the amount of fuel as the average war frame. Even less for some. Shock happens based on percentage lost, not units." 

Knock Out just nods, clearly stuck in thought as he dries his servos. "Thank you. I'll try and remember that." 

And for a moment, Ratchet sees himself in the mech. He sees a young aspiring doctor, who has all the book smarts and none of the field experience. Who just witnessed mortality firsthand and had to yank his patient back from returning to the Well. Who needs to be told he's doing the right thing even if it doesn't feel like it. 

Ratchet elbows the mech's shiny forearm gently. "You're welcome. And you did good. You need help again, don't be afraid to yell. I'd rather have to help you out a thousand times than lose one patient." 

 Knock Out smiles and nods, opens his mouth to say something. But then Red Alert is rushing by, shouting for him to get his aft to surgical suite six now. And he was gone, consumed back into the chaos of the med bay.

#tfa #transformers animated #knock out #Ratchet #remember this is tfa so knock out is largely than ratchet here #cw gore #my writing #also yeah shock is scary #and having a patient crash is terrifying

[aprilthearcher]

roman roy x reader [blurb]

wordcount: 809

warnings: cuss words, english is not my first language and this is not edited; also, not my pictures. first time writing after a long time and first time writing roman as well, so perhaps he’s a little ooc ? i’m also a huge taylor swift fan and this was written based on “welcome to new york”

The sun was setting down the horizon, painting the sky different shades of blue, orange, and some specs of pink, when the private jet landed from its journey all the way from London to the outskirts of New York City. The stars were going to appear soon; one could see the shining waning crescent moon up there.

There was a company car already waiting for her, which she would’ve thought had been sent by her dad were it not for the man leaning funny against the back door while looking down at his phone. She recognised him too well for her own good even after a couple of years without seeing each other. How could she not when she had spent her whole childhood running around his house, getting yelled at by Logan for making a mess, chastised by her father for making her godfather mad; having sleepovers with his sister that turned out to be sleepovers with him, sharing summer vacations by the side of the pool until Kendall and Connor taught her how to swim. 

The click of her high heels walking down the stairs of the jet seemed to have alerted him of her presence. His eyes went quickly up and down her figure, finally setting on her face. She looked exactly the same yet entirely different at the same time. 

“If it isn't (Y/N) Vernon in the flesh, ladies and gents,” he screamed, bringing both of his arms to his chest and doing some sort of imitation of a reverence. “Did you take the Queen’s place up there in little England? Took control of Buckingham Palace?”

“I was about to, actually”, she said with a small smile on her face and shiny, bright eyes she would never admit were for seeing him after so long, “but then I saw the mess you’ve all gotten yourself into”.

“Look at you, miss ‘I-sound-all-poshy’, you got an accent”.

“No, I don’t,” (Y/N) protested, scrunching up her face.

“Oh, you so totally do”.

“Shut up, Roman,” finally acknowledging him.

“It’s not my fault you sold yourself to the fucking brits, darling,” he said, replicating a butchered british accent of the pet name, while she started walking towards the other side of the vehicle where the chauffeur held the door open for her.

Once they were both inside the car, on their way to Logan’s apartment — her father had told her they would be waiting for her there for some “welcome home” lame party —, (Y/N) took off her heels, then let her head fall against the window to look at the city she had left more than half a decade ago.

When they started to approach the city centre, the sky had turned a deep tone of blue, stars barely visible because of the light pollution now. Her eyes were beginning to feel heavy the moment she heard him speak.

“You know, you should probably sleep a little before you encounter the sharks again after so long”. The sentence was whispered, almost as if he were afraid she’d already fallen asleep. 

“I’m gonna miss the view.” 

Roman snorted at her comment, “What view are you talking about? Tall buildings and, and fucking blinding lights?”

“Maybe I missed the blinding lights.”

“Oh yeah and fucking traffic too.”

“There’s traffic in London too, you know”.

“Of course I know that, you idiot, there’s also fucking blinding lights everywhere in London too, don’t you know that?”

(Y/N) turned her head to face him. She smiled, the expression on her face full of tiredness from the trip. Roman noticed it right away.

“Get some sleep, you baby,” he insisted. “New York is not gonna disappear just because you rest for two fucking minutes”.

The car ride fell silent then. It was nice. It was home. It was undisturbed peace, one they both knew wouldn’t last long; they’d soon be sucked back into the unfiltered chaos it was Waystar and its twisted insides. 

Just before she could fall asleep, (Y/N) managed to croak a question. “Doesn’t it drive you crazy?”.

“What? My family? Yeah, they fucking do”.

She shook her head softly. “Not your family, silly, the city. New York”. (Y/N) looked at him with hooded eyes, Roman had his eyebrows drawn together. 

“Yeah, I - I guess. But now,” he answered with his eyes set on hers only, “now I wouldn’t change anything.”

“Me neither.” She managed to reply with a content smile through the sleepiness. 

“Stop fighting the sleep or you’re gonna keep asking random questions, you weirdo.”

When she didn’t answer, he knew she’d finally taken his advice. Shrugging off his dark, woolen coat, Roman placed it on top of her upper body in an attempt to keep her from getting too cold, perhaps even to protect her against the crumbling ruins of the world outside. 

#roman roy x reader #succession #roman roy x you #reader insert #fluff #succession x reader #roman roy #roy family

[onskepa]

Pamtseo Si > Lo'ak's route!

request: Can I get a Neteyam or Lo'ak x Human reader. Where he ends up spending an entire day at the lab with them. I just imagine them getting into a play fight and that messing us each other's hair and they end up doing different hairstyles on each other. 🥺Maybe you can also include a part where the reader shows Neteyam/Lo'ak her music playlist. Bruh- I just imagined Neteyam/Lo'ak hearing the lyrics of Kill bill and kinda staring at the reader wide eyed at the 'I just killed my ex part'. 😅

A month's of constant doing chores, intense training, doing whatever lo'ak has got to do just to have ONE day off. A day of freedom. A day in whatever he wants to do without having to be with his siblings or his parents nagging on him. NOPE! Once the sun rose up from the Pandora skies, he was quick to wake up first, collect a lot of fruits for his family to enjoy breakfast, freshen up, and dip out.

Making his way to the laboratory where many of the humans he comes to care about, live in. One human in particular is his lovely PamPam, well, she has a name but lo'ak enjoys teasing her by calling her PamPam. His cute yet loud girlfriend.

Lo'ak and Pampam started dating a little over 1 year, and so far, it is the peak of lo'ak life. He enjoys spending time with his human lover, every time he is with her, all the stress and worries just vanish. He can be his fun, goofy self when he is around her. It is always fun and never boring with his pampam.

Just the other day, Pampam said to come to the lab when he has a free day, cause she had something she wanted to show lo'ak. Feeling giddy, he speeds to the lab. So many things going on his mind, a flower she found? old recordings of some of the now dead science guys? some cool junk?

When lo'ak entered the lab, everyone greeted him, and he in return. Saying good morning as he passes by, he felt at ease and safe among the humans who were loyal to his people.

With big steps, he managed to reach pampam's room, which it was a decent size, full of trinkets and gifts lo'ak personally gave to his cute little lover. Speaking of, there she was laying on the floor playing with something small.

She looked up, her eyes sparkling in excitement, "lo'ak!" she shouts happily. Jumping from where she want, launched herself into lo'ak's arms, hugging tightly they both take a moment of silence to feel each other. "I have all day today just for you" lo'ak tells her, she gasps happily and brings him to sit on the floor with her on his lap.

"so what is it that you wanted to show me?" he asks. With an excited tone, pampam explains, "well norm was clearing out some of the back storage and found this!" show him a small rectangular black shiny...thing. It felt cold to the touch but something that can be easily broken. "It's a miracle there are no cracks this whole time" remarks pampam.

Lo'ak was exposed to limitless demon technology, heck, he can operate a computer all by himself, when he knows what he it doing. Knows how machines in the laboratory works, how touch screens and holograms work. And yet, demon technology still surprises him.

Curious he asks "what is it? how does it work?", pampam happily answers. "This is an old music player, can hold over a thousand songs! so many types of songs are in here! I don't know who it belonged to but this thing has a loooooooooot of music!".

Kind understanding, he leans in a bit more, "let me pick a song?" he asks, pampam nods and holds it out for him. He scrolls for a bit until one title catches his attention. Pressing it to play, the music blasts it out.

IN THE LAB!

Everyone was doing their thing until two high loud voices was heard in a hall. Everyone was wondering what the heck was going on, they got closer. Max and Norm taking the lead, they get closer to pampam's bedroom door to hear what the chaos is going on....only to hear Lo'ak and pampam singing the infamous song...

"Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you!!!"

That will be all for this request! ngl I had fun with it! until next time!

#avatar #na'vi x reader #na'vi avatar #na'vi x human #avatar the way of water #lo'ak #lo'ak x fem!reader #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak x y/n #lo'ak te suli tsyeyk'itan #rick astley #meme #omaticaya clan #lo'ak x human reader

[chao-studios]

So cool....

#sonic #sonic adventure 2 battle #chao #chao garden #SEGA #GIF #shiny two tone chao #chao crawling #ghira #Roaxes

[gali-la]

For the fic writers’ ask:

47. If [insert fic] was a pair of shoes, what kind would it be? Describe the shoes.

48. What’s the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

50. Answer any question of your choice, or talk about anything you want to talk about!

Plus 37 and 38.

only answer the ones you feel like answering (and only if you want to!)

Thank you for the ask!! So many omg im gonna love this

#47: If [insert fic] was a pair of shoes, what kind would it be? Describe the shoes.

Hmm. Let's go with the last fic i posted for this, just for funsies. If Marked as His was a pair of shoes, they would be... a pair of those big, shiny, black demonias, yanno? a set of these bad boys—

which, actually, I just learned that these are called Gravedigger 250, which is very fitting. I want some now

#48: What’s the last fic you read? Do you recommend it?

Oh, actually, the last fic i read was not one piece! I was feeling nostalgic and who can resist combo grant gustin and wentworth miller? Not me, that's for sure.

Well, truth be told, I was reading two at the same time—Timeless and Love Me, my two absolute favorite fics for this fandom and this pairing <3 i'm not gonna ramble about that since it's less one piece, which is what i'm mostly about these days, so moving on...

#49: What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

I'm doing a lot of zine work! However, there's a couple that i am more than happy to talk about!!

I've got one that's thanks to the optwt4gaza on twitter—a Kaido/Doffy focused fic that takes place pre-canon, though i guess it's a little canon divergent. I do love putting Doffy through all the wringers XD

Another is for my Bad Things Happen Bingo Card! I have a request form live for it rn, and this is (way overdue) the product of one of them! It's for the prompt "hospital stay", and I got a lovely crocorosi prompt from @gendervapor14~

"It was just as well, since moments after he laid back down, there were sounds of chaos just outside his door. Heavy footsteps followed by lighter ones, a protesting voice and snapped retorts, before silence. He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but they spoke in hushed tones, and then the lighter footsteps moved away. A nurse, maybe? But he still didn’t understand what was going on. Everything was made abruptly clear when the door to his room swung open for the second time since he had been conscious. In the doorway stood— “Crocodile?!”  The man stood in the doorway, frozen, more disheveled than Rosinante had ever seen him. Strands of hair fell in disarray around his face, loosened from their usual slicked-back style. His shirt was wrinkled and untucked, his vest didn’t match his pants, and were those—was he wearing mismatched coffee and carob-colored shoes? What the hell?"

This is my favorite bit so far. it just makes me giggle <3

#50: Answer any question of your choice, or talk about anything you want to talk about!

oooo, question of my choice. let's see...

I'm gonna go with #17: What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

Listen, I've had a Weakness™ for this movie since the dang day I saw it, and that's Pacific Rim. Every fandom i join/read fics for, I search for Pacific Rim aus. I've written a whole bunch but never published them, because i never feel like they're good enough for what i have in mind. They're intoxicating, and yet, an unattainable goal. someday i wanna write a good one that im proud of :)

#37: Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

promo time! I'm gonna go with my one of fav fics I've written so far—Shared Cigarettes. It's based off of two other works that are absolutely gorgeous, so check those out as well if you take a peek <3

It's a corabelle fic! It was a fun lil drabble i used to explore prose, and I'm really happy with how it turned out. It does have that "doomed by the narrative" aspect to it, though, so beware XD

#38: Did any of your fics get surprisingly popular (whatever that means to you)? Which ones? Why do you think they were so successful?

yeah, actually! It's this one: Nightmare, which is basically just lil luffy going to Doffy and croc for comfort after he has a nightmare. It got waaaaaay more popular than i ever expected, especially for being so short!! I do love it, and it's one of the earliest OP fics i ever posted, so this really boosts my morale whenever I feel a lil down in the dumps <3

Thank you for the lovely questions! <3 these are so much fun to think about

(dang this post got long. Here's the questions if anyone wants to ask away/reblog for themselves!)

#fanfic #writer #asks #ask game #questions for writers

[antirepurp]

at last i've gotten these kind of genes

very happy with the state of the power stat, with luck i could eliminate the A without even needing to upgrade it (it's not the visible gene for the chao so i can't do much about it) but the real challenge is going to be ensuring that the offspring of these two has at least one S in each stat as well. power is confirmed but with everything else it's a 50% chance per gene and a gross 6.25% across the board. if my math's correct. i haven't been very good at math for years so let's hope im wrong and the chance is higher hee hoo

here are the boys for your viewing pleasure: taichi, whose going to get rid of that sole D in run when he grows up

and casey who has the overall better DNA despite being stuck with a D afterwards

#soda offers you a can #soda gardens #i am wondering if i should try breeding them with their parents instead to guarantee S's #but i think it's overall more damaging to the DNA #both parents have very homogeneous stats so they wouldn't change the overall DNA much #at least to a better direction #so my best bet is to pit these two against one another and hope for good results #this Will be worth it in the end though bc i'll have a 5 S/S chao that i can use to patch up anything i want #i think a shiny two-tone normal would be ideal for that but honestly im not picky for the aesthetics

[foxtricksterwriting]

Lani Clatcher

Author's Note: this is 1 of 3 mcs, I'll link the others when they're posted. While making this I wanted to think of like, what genre their band would be considered but like.... I'm terrible at figuring out genres for music😓

Credits: This is a mc for the interactive fiction game-thingy Infamous. Find it here @infamous-if

Preferred Name: Lani Clatcher

Alias: Ivy ("I know it's not original! Shut it!")

Gender + Pronouns: Agender/Nonbinary + they/them and ve/vir

Singing/Voice claim, if any: Andrew Volpe from Ludo is a really close singing voice. Specifically in the album You're Awful, I Love You. I don't have a speaking voice for them unfortunately.

Age: 26

More About Vir; Lani is often described as overwhelming to strangers. They don't tone any part of their personality down, ever. Vir loud, outgoing and loves meeting new people; textbook extrovert. They'll be the first to greet someone walking into a room and try to make someone comfortable. Ve talks fast and only gets faster when ve gets excited... which is often. They often accidentally volunteer their friends for things they definitely didn't sign up for. Ve realizes it quickly and will either backtrack it or take over for whoever they volunteered.

Ve has a habit of not thinking before doing something and often gets in some kind of trouble because of it. Ve's surprisingly a bit of a pushover; they're overly willing to help out and is very willing to do something for someone if they're lead to believe the person can't do it for whatever reason.

Ve's gained a love of nature from Yijun, but it's evolved into a love of travel. Ve wants to travel everywhere they can and honestly fears settling down someday. They collect little souvenirs from every place they go, but they're a little weird; a pinecone from a forest in Y City, a broken thing they found in Z City. And shiny things. Vir kind of like a crow. Sometimes they'll use the random knick-knacks they've collected to make necklaces and bracelets.

Lani has a certain chaotic energy. Everything ve does has at least a hint of this and it almost makes up their foundation. And ve embraces this chaos. Ve loves fast paced things and get very fidgety when they have to slow down. That's not to say that they won't; ve tries to go slow for vir friends and loved ones. It doesn't always work out, but ve'll try vir damnedest so they aren't alone.

Fun Facts:

Their Pinterest here.

Like I said in Yiijun's post, vir band is called The Cult of Dionysus. Ve calls vir fans Dionysians.

Ve has a habit of accidentally talking over people. ("HEY GUYS DID I TELL-- Oh wait fuck, shit, no keep saying whatever you were saying, I'm sorry!!")

HATES silence. If it gets too quiet they'll tap their foot loudly, hum a song or start a conversation. Usually has headphones so ve can listen to music if it gets too quiet for them.

Allergic to nuts and lactose intolerant. Doesn't really care about being lactose intolerant, will consume dairy products anyway.

They tend to wake up early to watch the sunrise and try to always watch the sunset.

True to vir nature, they LOVE talking to fans. They happily invite fans to take pictures with them any time, any place. Recently, ve had some....issues with a small group of 'fans', which caused vir to set very firm boundaries with vir fanbase.

There's a video out there of I think Misha Collins walking somewhere with his security and he hears a fan or someone call him and just fucking ignores his security to go hug this person; Lani would definitely do that lol

Wants to open a PO Box for fans to send them things

Calls everyone bestie, doesn't matter if they're actually best friends or not. Does have specific nicknames/pet names for vir friends tho.

Ve's probably the kind of person to out-loud say lol or lmao

Like the other two, Lani is one of my regular ocs. Vir backstory is the same as Yijun's; the two met when they were 8. They met Storm in high school and started a band after that. Lani is the bassist and backup vocalist. Ve can play keyboard, too.

"You and me, man. Ride or die! Yep, ride or die!"

#MC #infamous mc #infamous if #MC: Lani #interactive fiction

[everettswritings]

may I please request regressor shining glitter cookie headcanons ? :3

Yes you may, thank you for asking so politely! I don’t have Shining Glitter Cookie yet and I haven’t completed the story so I don’t know much about her, but I’m gonna try my best because yeah. (Side note: no NSFW interaction is allowed, SFW only!)

I imagine her as a younger regressor because she just kinda gives off that vibe, I don’t why but most cookies give off that vibe.

She has a pretty wide range of ages, but it generally stays between baby and toddler(1-5)

Definitely has a regression room and you can bet that it’s mostly pink and purple, it’s also split into two sides for when she’s younger and when she’s older.

The baby side definitely has a lot more soft things, like soft toys and soft blankets. I can also imagine the colors being a lot softer and toned down. You know those cribs with canopies over them? She absolutely has one, I won’t be convinced otherwise.

The toddler side is closer to her aesthetic as an adult, the colors are a little brighter and it’s less soft and cozy than the baby side. Plus this is where the solid plastic and wooden toys are, aka the big girl stuff!

Nevertheless, both sides definitely have music related items, mostly toys because she’s too small to handle her actual music stuff.

Definitely has a regression playlist. Is that low hanging fruit considering that most of her character is based around music? Yes, but am I wrong?

Has lots of outfits and, if she’s regressed to a baby, has pacis that match all of those outfits. And probably bottles and other accessories too, why not?

Most of those accessories are hair accessories, she loves playing with her hair when regressed! It’s so big and shiny!

Oh yeah! Speaking of pacis, I imagine that 99% of all the pacis she owns are deco pacis. It’s kinda hard for me to imagine her having a normal one, she’d probably only wear it to sleep so she doesn’t risk breaking another one.

Since she’s known to be stubborn, I’d like to imagine that she often gets into arguments with caregivers because she wants something that they won’t give her(like juice or a new toy). The funny thing though, is that while the caregiver is speaking normally she’s just babbling angrily. I don’t know why I think that’s funny, but I just kinda do.

Not exactly the brattiest, but not exactly the not-brattiest. She’s more like a perfect in between, y’know?

Sometimes she’s the sweetest girl on the planet and other times she’s an insatiable monster of chaos that won’t be quelled until she receives what she wants!

But really, what little isn’t like that?

And that’s it! This is a lot shorter than most of my other headcanon things, but I hope y’all enjoyed it either way and I hope I did a good job with the characterization. Have a good one 🫶

#everetts writings #headcanon #headcanons #age regression #agere headcanons #cr kingdom #crk #sfw agere #cookie run kingdom #shining glitter cookie

[summersnow82]

Rules of the Lab

Fanfiction_TMNT

Fictober 2023_Prompt 8: “Give me that, before anything happens.”

Summary: Mikey knows the rules of Donnie's lab, but he rarely follows them.

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Donatello had rules about his lab, and for the most part his brothers respected them.

For the most part.

Mikey knew the rules: don’t touch, don’t distract, only bring food in if Donnie hasn’t eaten in twenty-four hours, don’t touch, seriously, that’s not ready yet, so don’t touch it. Mikey knew the rules, but he had a very hard time following them.

“What’s this, Don?”

“Hmm?” Donnie looked up from his current work. “Upgraded shell cell. Prototype. Not finished. Put it back.”

Mikey frowned. “What about this?”

Donnie clenched his jaw hard. He knew where this was going. “Mikey,” he warned, his tone firm.

“It’s just so cool,” Mikey said, holding the stone up to the light. “Pretty, too.” An idea occurred to him, and he leaned over, smirking. “Is it for a guuuuuuurrrrrrllllll?”

Donnie sighed. “Yes, Mikey. It’s for a girl. For all the girls we’re swimming in down here. So many I can’t choose one.”

Mikey shrugged. “I’m a hopeful romantic, dude. Don’t hate.” He put the stone down when something shiny caught his eye. “Oooooh!” He grabbed for a vial of luminescent liquid, clutching it between his two large hands and bringing it close to his face. “What’s this?” He asked in an almost breathless tone.

Donnie’s eyes widened. “Mikey, no!” Mikey jumped, but thankfully his hold on the vial was secure. Donnie scrambled for his brother, thrusting a hand out as he openly fumed. “Give me that before anything happens. Do you have any idea what you’re holding?”

Mikey blinked, looking at the liquid then back to Donnie. “Pretty, shiny liquid stuff?” He carefully placed the vial in Donnie’s hand, and the purple-clad turtle glared at his younger brother.

“Pretty, shiny liquid stuff that could burn a hole right through you. Do you ever think, Mikey?”

The younger turtle blinked, surprised. “Yes,” he replied slowly. “I think quite a lot, Donatello.”

Donnie sighed, rolling his eyes, and turned his back on his brother. “You don’t respect my lab, you don’t respect my rules, and one day you’re going to break something I can’t fix or get really hurt messing with something you don’t understand.”

Mikey frowned. “Is that really what you think?”

Donnie tilted his head to the side as if to say, “Yup.” He refused to turn back to his brother; he would not apologize for losing his temper when Mikey refused to respect very simple rules around very expensive, time consuming, potentially dangerous materials.

“You know,” Mikey began quietly, “I may not have the brains you do, Don, but that doesn’t mean I’m dumb. Why do you think I come in here all the time?”

Donnie snorted. “I suspect some sort of attention deficit disorder which causes you to roam around causing chaos.” In hindsight, the words were harsher than he’d intended. Donatello did think ADHD was likely with Mikey, but he’d never taken the time to try and properly diagnose his brother.

Mikey ignored the sharply worded barb, thrusting his hands on his hips. “I come in here because you stay here for days. Days, Donnie. You get so wrapped up in your equations and wires you forget there’s a world out there with people who love you. People who want to spend time with you, and hear your thoughts.”

Donnie stared extra hard at a piece of tech he was trying to rewire, but Mikey’s words had struck a cord. “You don’t want to hear about this,” he murmured quietly.

Mikey threw his hands in the air. “I mean, it’s not as fascinating to me as it is to you, but it matters to you, right? So it matters to me.” Donnie sat up a bit straighter, and turned to look at his brother.

“Really?”

Mikey shot him a look that plainly said, “Duh, dude.”

Donnie had the grace to look ashamed for his harsh words. “I didn’t mean what I said.”

“Yeah, you did,” Mikey said, shrugging. “You get locked up in here, and you forget how to talk to folks.” He gave his brother a small grin. “Besides,” he added sheepishly. “I miss you when you’re gone that long.”

“Really?”

Another look that affirmed Donnie. “Dude, I love Raph and Leo, but they do not know how to chill like you and I.” Donnie smiled, chuckling. “Leo passed up the Adele concert last night. She was transcendent!”

Donnie’s face fell. “I missed Adele?”

“This is why I harass you in your lab, bro.” He slapped his brother on the shoulder. “And no, the concert is tomorrow night, and it will be amazing so don’t punk out.”

Donnie shook his head, smiling. Say what you want about Mikey, but he had secret depths and a kindness to be greatly admired. “Give me fifteen more, then I’ll take a break.”

Mikey looked doubtful. “Promise?”

“As long as you promise to not grab anything sparkly or shiny in my lab again.”

Mikey grimaced like he’d been asked never to eat pizza again. Still, he sighed, and said, “Deal.”

#fictober23 #fictober #fictober 2023 #tmnt donatello #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #tmnt donnie #fan fiction #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #my turtle boys #mikey probably does have ADHD #then again I probably have it too #it's genetic you know