#JUST to have a fancy fishing lure

[woso-dreamzzz]

Breakfast II

Ellie Carpenter x Daniëlle van de Donk x Child!Reader

Summary: Your pitch check is interrupted by someone familiar

You rub your eyes as your Mamma unwraps the sandwich she'd packed for you. Honestly, it's a bit too early for you to be fully awake because you and Ellie went out to the cinema last night while Mamma did media stuff for the club.

You didn't particularly want to join in on the pitch check (it was the same pitch as usual) but Mamma had lured you with the promise of food and a nap before the game started.

"Ellie, no," You whine when Mamma's girlfriend tries to take a piece," It's mine."

"What?" She jokes," You can't share?"

You wrinkle your nose at her. "No."

"Oh, come on!"

You stick your tongue out at her and she laughs, mushing your hat further down on your head so it almost covers your eyes.

"Ellie!"

"What, I didn't do anything!"

"Mamma! Ellie's eating my food again!"

"Daan, don't listen to her! I was only joking!"

Your Mamma made a point of ignoring you both and letting you squabble between yourselves. You had gotten better with Ellie as time went on and now all of your arguments were small and over little things rather than what the big battles they used to be.

"Alright! That's it!" Ellie grabs you suddenly, flipping you over her shoulder in a fireman's carry, making sure to bounce more than necessary as she runs to catch up with Daan.

You shriek at the movement and Mamma smiles fondly at you as you try to reach out for help. She just holds your hand in hers, swinging it between your bodies as Ellie munches on your sandwich, leaving half it for you.

"Ellie!" You laugh as she spins around quickly before dumping you on the floor, where you stumble around dizzily for several seconds before slumping to the ground.

"Mamma!" You say," Ellie's being mean again!"

"And what do you want me to do about that?" Mamma teases.

You pretend to think for a moment. "You should tell her off! Or...Or do the same to her!"

Both Mamma and Ellie laugh at you.

"I'm being serious!"

Mamma runs a hand through your head and offers you back your sandwich. "We'll see," She says finally," If Ellie's being mean later I'll definitely tell her off."

You stink your tongue out at Ellie in triumph, who just rolls her eyes at you.

"I'm bored," You declare not even five minutes later as you walk between your mother and her girlfriend," Can I get a snack?"

"Is the food I feed you not enough?" Mamma asks with a wry smile and you give her a deadpan look.

"Snacks? Please?"

She sighs like you've greatly inconvenienced her even though you all know that she's joking. She fishes some money out of her pocket and send you on your way.

"I want a chocolate!" She yells after you.

"And get me a drink!" Ellie yells too.

"Get your own, Ellie!" You answer her with your own joking smile as you scamper back inside to the nearest vending machine.

You have to stand on your very tiptoes to reach the higher numbers but you manage to get your snacks, Mamma's chocolate and Ellie's drink - although you know that you won't be letting her get it off you so easily.

"Well, well, well," A familiar voice says from behind you," If it isn't the littlest van de Donk. Fancy seeing you here!"

"Leah!" You exclaim, running into her arms.

"Hey, there!" Leah hugs you back tight and ruffles your hair. "Long time no see."

"You're playing Mamma soon!" You tell her and the other Arsenal girls who yell out their own greetings to you.

"We are," Leah agrees before nodding to the treats in your hands," Is that for me?"

"Actually, Leah, I'm pretty sure they must be for me," A very familiar voice joins you and you turn to look at Beth.

Mamma and Beth were together a long time before Mamma got with Ellie. Beth used to take you to school and help with your baths at night.

When you and Mamma left and they broke up, you didn't hear from Beth anymore.

You're not too sure how to react to her so you just smile politely and scamper off back onto the pitch. You break out into a sprint the moment you can't hear the Arsenal girls. You can't find Mamma anywhere.

It's like she's disappeared on you.

So, you run to the next best thing.

Ellie is talking with Lindsey and she almost loses her balance when you crash into her.

Lindsey laughs. "Alright there, roadrunner? Meep, meep!"

But Ellie just looks at you with a frown, taking in the way your shoulders are rising and falling and you send worried glances back at the tunnel.

"Whoa, whoa," Ellie says," What's going on?" She follows your gaze. "What happened?"

"Where's Mamma?" You answer with your own question," I...I want Mamma."

"Daan's doing an interview," Ellie answers," Why?"

You look up at Ellie with wide eyes. "Mamma and Beth used to date."

"Yes?"

"Beth's here," You continue," But I haven't talked to her in a while. Do I have to be friends with Beth because she and Mamma used to date?"

Ellie pulls you into her arms, squeezing you nice and tight against her. "You don't have to be friends with anyone you don't want to."

"Who isn't she friends with?" Mamma appears behind you, looking a little confused. The snacks you got are scattered on the floor and you're hugging Ellie just as tight as she's hugging you - something that never really happens and never in public like now.

"Beth's here," You say," Do I have to be friends with her?"

Mamma misunderstands you. "You can still be friends with Beth if you want."

You shake your head and try to explain more but Beth's approaching and you find yourself sliding behind Ellie.

"Hey, Daan," Beth says, hugging Mamma, who hugs her back," Ellie." She smiles at you. "It's good to see you, y/n."

You smile politely again and busy yourself with opening your packet of sweets. Your hands are shaking slightly and you can't think why.

You know Beth.

You like Beth.

But her presence and smiling face still makes you feel nervous.

You lean some of your weight against Ellie, whose hand immediately clamps onto your shoulder in comfort.

Mamma and Beth talk for a while but Ellie keeps you busy and distracted by letting you take long chugs of her drink - even though it's very sugary and Mamma would never let you have it if she hadn't been talking to Beth.

"She's gotten so big," Is what Beth's saying when you tune back into their conversation," I remember when she was tiny. Does she still like being carried on your hip?"

"She likes riding on shoulders," Ellie cuts in when she notices you tense at Beth reminiscing," Don't you?"

You nod. "I'm too big to sit on Mamma and Ellie's hips."

Beth looks at you a little strangely for a moment before nodding with a little laugh. "God, you used to follow me around all the time. I miss my little shadow sometimes."

For you ears early, Ellie mutters," But not enough to call every once in a while." She spoke a bit louder for Mamma and Beth to hear too," She doesn't really like following anyone around anymore." She pokes at your cheek teasingly. "She's too independent."

Mamma rolls her eyes. "Independent?" She gives you a toothy smile, leaning down to kiss your head. "You crawled into bed with us last night because Ellie took you to a scary movie."

"It wasn't a scary movie!" Ellie defends," It just had a few freaky parts! It was animated!"

"Ellie told me too!" You say quickly," She said that I could sleep with you!"

Mamma laughs, ruffling your hair. "So I have Ellie to blame, huh?"

"We're partners in crime," Ellie says and you burrow into her side with a silly grin," Me and her forever."

You catch Beth's eye. She looks a little misty-eyed and you can just tell that she's thinking of the little girl you used to be and not the you that's standing in front of her now.

But you're not that little girl anymore and you look away to face Ellie, who is happy to meet your eyes and take your head in hers.

You're very clearly still feeling awkward around Beth, especially as she reminisces about how little you used to be when she first met you, so Ellie pulls you into her side.

"Hey, Daan," She says," Me and my partner in crime are going to head back inside. My drink's done."

"Are you getting more snacks out the vending machine?" Daan teases and you look up at her with an innocent smile. "Oh, don't give me that look!"

"What look?" You tease.

Mamma pokes at your cheek. "That look. You want me to bankroll your snack spree."

You bat your eyelashes at her. "Is it working?"

Mamma laughs, slapping a small wad of cash into your hands. "Don't go crazy. You'll get a stomach ache." She points at Ellie. "I mean it."

Ellie winks and presses a kiss to Mamma's cheek before hoisting you up onto her shoulders. "Bye Daan!"

"Bye Mamma!" You say, waving as Ellie carts you away," Bye Beth!"

#woso x reader #ellie carpenter x reader #ellie carpenter #danielle van de donk #danielle van de donk x reader #woso community #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso

[fleshdyke]

i think it starts with an apocalypse. by sheer luck and circumstance, you survive. you seem to be the only one.

everything seems barren, eerily still, nothing but grass and trees and water. you survive, but there is nothing here. the only sign that anyone was ever here is pyramids of solid red brick, stacked up in a uniformly triangular shape. they don’t seem to do anything. you are alone.

your first night finds you tormented by the dead. they groan and creak and seem to be desperate to infect you. they are all dead by morning.

there’s only a few resilient species that seem to have survived along with you. they’re your only chance right now. the sheep provide companionship. you learn not to get attached to the pigs.

you build a home for yourself. it’s modest, nothing fancy, but it protects you from the elements. you still have hope. your footsteps echo through the empty house in the mornings. you are alone.

it takes years, but ever so slowly, the second hominid re-emerges. they build villages and farmland and are happy to barter with you. they have their own language. you seem to have forgotten yours.

you find the remains of wild animals you haven’t killed. you learn to be patient, and watchful, and you see the wolves that hunt in the forests. it takes a long time, but you gain the trust of one of them. she never leaves your side again.

you explore a little more. you find ancient temples in the deserts, booby trapped and filled with forgotten riches from millennia ago. you don’t know who built this. whoever it was disappeared a long time ago.

jungles flourish and bring with them tropical fruit and colourful birds and skittish cats that seem to love fish. you take home as many as will follow you. the world isn’t quite so quiet anymore.

the oceans come alive again. it’s no longer an empty, unforgiving void that you just so happen to be lucky enough to float on. schools of fish flicker away into vast kelp forests when you cast your lure into the water. the tropical shallows fill with a myriad of fish and coral in every colour you can think of. you find an old boat, much bigger than anything you could ever construct, laying dormant at the bottom of the sea. the writing on the maps you find there is familiar.

there is a temple in the middle of the ocean. you don’t know who built it, but it’s been reclaimed by the fish. you don’t dare go there anymore.

bees buzz softly through the air. you learn to keep them, and learn to harvest their honey, and your crops grow better than they ever have. your livestock keep you busy. your livestock keep you distracted.

even the lost dimension that connection to was severed so long ago returns to its former glory. you explore forests of mycelium and dunes of sticky sand and basalt spires and with them they bring the lost intelligent hominid. you learn quickly not to touch their temples, no matter how run down they seem to be. they are holy.

and even in the most hostile, barren places, deep underground, the place where only you seem to have ever been, life flourishes. glowing lichen lights your way and bears you fruit. massive caverns and underground freshwater pools are home to unique plants and unseen amphibians.

and even after so much growth, and so much recovery, you are still alone.

you search. you search for months that turn into years that turn into decades. what was once a humble homestead has grown into a fortress. you are safe there. you are alone. on every expedition, you leave markers and statues, anything to say i was here. i am alive. you set up beacons to signal to anyone who might be out there. no one ever responds. you are alone.

you follow forgotten maps to the ends of the earth to find anyone that might have survived alongside you. you cannot give up. you cannot be alone.

you experiment. you’ve found a way to cure infected villagers, to return them home, but have had no such luck with the remains of your own species. you think they’re your own species. they’re the closest thing to you that you’ve seen. you grow desperate.

the humanoids that walk freely between their realm and yours used to frighten you, but you’ve been alone for so long you find yourself talking back to them. you begin to hear greetings in the noises they make. you know they aren’t talking to you. you wish you could talk to them. you don’t try to make eye contact.

you follow every clue you find in forgotten ruins. they always lead to nowhere. you piece together portals to other worlds, and find nothing but hostile hellscapes and misery. you have travelled across the world. you’ve gone from blistering deserts and over unforgiving mountains and through freezing tundras and across oceans to find someone, anyone. there is never a new signal, a new clue. there is never anything to indicate that there are any survivors.

you are alone.

your bones creak. it’s been so long. you don’t want to die. you don’t want to take your species with you.

so what do you think, when you turn to see someone standing in a doorway in your fortress that you spent decades building? someone so unmistakably human, someone you’ve spent your entire life searching for to no avail, someone you’ve been constantly lying to yourself about, convincing yourself they were out there somewhere, all the while knowing they weren’t?

you don’t know if you’re hallucinating, if you’ve finally slipped into madness. if this is just a stroke of bizarre luck, that the other survivor has found you before you could find them. if this is another malevolent entity in a world full of strange magic and power, something that was once human, or is only somewhat, or is just appearing to be, and is simply better than the others at pretending.

only one way to find out.

#i think today i will write a poem about minecraft #mc is a psychological horror game. and i fully believe this #and that makes it one of the best games ever made amen #btw dsmp fans dont interact. i hate you and your racist white guys #rambles #poetry #poems #minecraft #mc #horror #writing #my art #long post #psychological horror #unreality #100 #best

[the-likeable-wizard-mack]

Modern Fantasy Monsters: Halloween

🎃Witches making "witches brew" (just a bunch of alcohols mixed with each other) for their friends at a Halloween party. 🎃 Werewolf parents being careful that their little cubs don't eat chocolate candies that people hand out. It won't kill them, it'll just make them really sick. 🎃Vampires hosting the best Halloween parties! They go all out with the themes from a fancy masquerade ball to a murder mystery party. 🎃Ghost who open up their homes to create an "authentic" haunted house. While they usually don't like it when people invade their home they make an exception for Halloween. They are nicer to little kids though since they really don't mean to be scary. 🎃Monsters going as regular ass humans just like Human: "Uhhh...Dude? What are you dressed as?" Elf: "Ah, I am Dave from Accounting." Human: "...Who?" Elf: "Dave from Accounting! I have to write my taxes and go on the annual company fishing trip!" Human: "Right, Dude.." 🎃Demons pulling hilariously tricks on Halloween scaring the absolute shit out of people. Maybe steal a little bit of candy as well while they're at it 🎃Werewolves trick-or-treating as a pack! Imagine you have something bonk on your doorstep and you just see a bunch of wolves wagging their tails in Halloweens costumes meant for dogs wagging their tails with buckets in there mouth! 🎃Demons aren't the only species that pulls pranks on Halloween. The fae also sometimes play pranks on passers by especially on the haunted trail rides or haunted forest walks where they use their magic to make flora ad fauna grab at people's legs. 🎃Candies that have different magic effects when consumed. Crystal rock candy that gives you the energy of said crystal effecting your mood, Popping candy that makes you literally feel like your mouth is popping fireworks, Red hot candy that makes you breath fire for a short period of time.

🎃 Sirens that work at haunted houses sing haunting tunes of drowning men in the sea and luring weary passerby's into the depths of the haunted house. 🎃Witches and Wizards that race with their broom sticks late at night for a fun yet completive activity.

#urban fantasy #suburban fantasy #modern fantasy #urban magic #my writing #fantasy #writers on tumblr #writers #writing #modern fantasy au #modern au #modern fantasy rp #urban fantasy writing #urban fantasy prompts #happy halloweeeeeeen #babyyyyyyyyyyy #writings #prompt #prompts #writing prompt #werewolves #vampries #ghost #ghouls #elf #angels and demons

[thewrittingpan]

Random Head cannons:

Lilia

I firmly believe that he would have a Mountian Dew addiction- sure I think other sodas are possible too like Dr. Pepper but there’s this “dad clock” that has haunted every divorced father I’ve met and it’s a Mountain Dew clock and it always hangs on the wall where the kitchen meets the dinning table. Don’t ask me why it’s a trend in my life that’s between me and my therapist but I feel that Lilia would probably own one in his gamer room.

Speaking of which he’s got a damn gammer room. I’ve admittedly been out of the loop event and plot wise since the release of ignihide’s chapter (I can not spell forgive my dyslexic ass), but it doesn’t matter if it’s just his bedroom, a whole separate room, a streaming room or not. It has a fancy custom built pc, one that lights up and the whole room is themed to match. It’s very well put together and could probably pay my college tuition with the merchandise he may collect.

I personally think that since Lilia is so old, he tends to hoard things. It obviously snuck into my fic Ring of Mushrooms with just the whole house being a cluttered mess of history. Some of it is me trying not to be a hoarder myself but living nicknack because I am just a bird in a human shape, but he just has a lot of things he forgets about.

Call it time blindness, forgetfulness, or sentimentality but he just keeps pictures, books, gifts, random things his sons have drug into the house or stuffed into their pockets. He has jars of buttons that Malleus collected as a toddler, the shiny rocks Silver picked up by the stream, he’s the type of guy to have a full box of the same pencil because it’s his favorite and there was a rumor it was being discontinued.

I also think that he has a soft spot for pinks and pastels especially when the boys were young. Mint/sage greens were a common choice for blankets, hats, and mittens. He also probably color coded the boys. It doesn’t matter if they were the same age or not just for ease and avoiding fights he totally did.

Lilia probably has a bunch of abandoned hobbies. Things he did long enough to have a humans level of decent but not great. if he were to “relearn” it he would appear to be a savant to a real beginner. Some of these hobbies include: Calligraphy, Crochet, Knitting, Fish lure making, Astronomy, Woodworking

Hobbies he would be bad at:

Drawing/Painting, he has a bad understanding of color but a great eye for depth and detail. The forms are always very off putting though.

He tried birdwatching he isn’t bad at it per se, but he often gets interrupted or caught up in something that is not the birds.

He wanted to do quilting and scapbooking, it’s not that he can’t do them either but he always forgets the projects. The scrapbooks mostly the quilts he has a lot more practice with as baby shower gifts for neighbors and for his own kids. Yet his stiches can be sloppy same with the binding.

He has a fondness for spinel gems he likes the wide array of colors like most gems but he likes a lot of the vibrant pinks they come in

Malleus

I think malleus would have a habit of forgetting to eat if not reminded or brought food. I cannot explain why I think this I just have a hunch.

I think Malleus is great at word puzzles and puzzles in general, it’s not inherently that he’s super smart but he just knows patterns more often than not. However he is quite horrible at pop culture references and trivia. For example he is good at Wordle, Sudoku, crosswords, and connections, but since crosswords and connections often have pop culture references those are the ones he struggles with most.

When he was young he collected things. I mean a lot of things, buttons, pins, rocks, pinecones, leaves, he pressed and dried flowers, half of his room was just wall-to-wall collections. This continued on until now but it’s just gotten more mild, though it flares up during stressful times.

He’s very good at quilting if I had to assign a good trade themed hobby. I’m open to other needle crafts like embroidery or cross-stitch but I think quilting is something that gets done during school breaks and he often sews in former button collections to them.

I think he has an aversion to some kind of food, whether it be things like a texture like he doesn’t like the feeling of bananas or the taste of pees makes him nauseous. I don’t think it’s an allergy or anything just something that physically makes him feel like death is the only solution to the minor inconvenience.

He’s a peridot guy sure emeralds work too but if he’s being honest the peridots are cuter

Silver

One time he had a talking to about throwing sand. He was only three at the time but it had to be revisited after an incident with an ant hill when he was four.

He sleeps in a funeral-showing sort of way. His hands clasped on his chest while he lays on his back. He rarely moves in his sleep, but cheese can cause him to sleep walk.

Speaking of which he has a mild lactose intolerance. He doesn’t care to actively avoid dairy but he often forgets he has it. On many occasions he has eaten too much dairy and was genuinely confused by the way he was having tummy troubles.

He cries at weddings.

He doesn’t cry at funerals.

Silver has this hobby of wanting to bird hunt but falls asleep too often. He does however have some half okay drawing skills. Enough to have an upper hand in Pictionary maybe but a good hand on proportions and the details are messy but it works.

He has a fondness for pearls it’s the type of jewelry he thinks is the most beautiful.

#fanfiction #twst #twisted wonderland malleus #twisted wonderland #headcannons #twst lilia #lilia vanrouge #malleus draconia #twst silver #twisted wonderland silver #headcanon

[simonsdoll]

Captain Price Headcanons

- At home he’d always have music softly playing in the background to help with tendinitis from years of service

- He doesn’t have a strong preference in music but likes songs with guitars in them

- He’s a good cook but doesn’t do it often. When he cooks it’s for family or to impress someone

- He doesn’t complain about anything. If it’s something he can control, he deals with it no matter how much pain in the ass it is. If he can’t control it he lets go of any emotions or attachment issue

- He doesn’t like when people are lazy or waste their day. He’s up early and has to be productive or he drives himself crazy

- Likes old sci-fi movies from the 70’s and 80’s. Makes him nostalgic for his childhood and they don’t require him to think too deeply. He can just simply enjoy them with you by his side

- Doesn’t like to go out all that much, but he’ll have a couple of friends over for cards every now and then

- He likes making charcuterie boards with you. Calls it fancy cheese and crackers. It’s a low maintenance meal that makes you happy. He’s not much of a wine drinker except in these nights

- He likes to be out doors away from people. Things are simpler and quieter. He feels at peace. It’s an escape

- He likes going fly fishing and will make his own lures. He’ll ask you what colors he should use in them and when it’s done he’ll drag the light feathers across your face

- You’ll go fishing with him on summer weekends because you like the clean smell of the air away from the city and having Price all to yourself

- There’s no one around for miles. Just you, him and the boat. In between catches there’s a lot of down time spent in his arms as he play with your hair

- Price will share old stories from his child hood,avoiding the topic of work. With you he feels like he can finally get away

- Likes to walk by the ocean at nights. Normally alone, but he’ll make an exception for you if your quiet. You’ll hold onto his bicep as you walk along the path and the sun sets behind the clouds. It’s cold but neither of you mind. The smell of salty water clears his mind

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[cosmicladyy]

low tide

dating wesley wizard

your first date was literally just a fishing trip

but you actually had a great time, wesley would tell you interesting facts about each fish he’d catch and what lure was best to use

you caught a big ass fish on your first throw and couldn’t stop bragging

he thought it was cute

(howell was horrifed when he found out and made him take you to this rlly fancy restaurant he had reservations for) “ON WHAT PLANET DOES FISHING QUALIFY AS A DATE???”

on the off chance you don’t go fishing with him, he’d send you pics of some of the fish he’d catch

‘took 4evr, but i finally caught him’

‘he kinda looks like u :)’

hc that he likes to bring home pretty shells he finds on the beach for you

you have a shelf dedicated to all the gifts he brings you

when ya’ll finally move in, he brings all his fish buddies with him

congrats! you now have your very own aquarium !!

love the man to bits, but i feel that bc he spends so much time in the ocean, he’s used to the smell and doesn’t realize a majority of his clothes stinks

which is bad news for you bc he likes to be held after a long day of fishing and you don’t wanna be near a smelly fish man

“Wes, I’ll hold you after you shower.”

“so you’re saying you don’t love me anymore?”

“WESLEY GO TAKE A SHOWER.”

when ya’ll first started dating, he was a little hesitant on officially introducing you to his sibs

he knows his family does it to protect him, but they can be a bit much at times

but after much convincing, you both arranged a small dinner to get to know them

you kinda already knew Crispin, considering he’s the only mechanic on the island

it started off with you getting back to back ‘interviews’ from each sibling but at the end they all came to the realization that you’re actually pretty cool

he thought that was goods news, but it backfired tremendously

prepare to never have any alone time 

bc you’ll always have a wizard sibling glomming onto you

you don’t mind, but wesley gets tired of it quick

“I wanted them to help me with this new recipe I found.”

“Yea right, they clearly want to check out this new computer game I found.”

“Dream on! They obviously want to sculpt with me, let’s get outta here (y/n)!”

*cue tug of war*

he’s not really into pda

instead of holding hands, he likes to link pinkies

when ya’ll are alone however..

you like when he kisses your cheeks bc his stubble tickles in a good way

before he heads off for the day, he waits for you to brush his bangs to the side and give him a smooch on his forehead

he refuses to leave without one

he’s actually really clingy behind closed doors

you absolutely love it, but it definitely has it moments

“this is really nice, but i need to use the bathroom.”

*grunt*

“I’m like three seconds away from pissing my pants pls let go.”

“I have a bucket you can use.”

“THAT”S SO GROSS WESLEY LET GO.”

after his clothes have been thoroughly washed, you like to steal his sweaters

“Are any of the clothes dry yet?”

“no.”

“is that my favorite shirt?”

“...no.”

you buying him those dorky dad hats that read somethin’ like “women want me, fish fear me” as a joke but they become a major part of his wardrobe 

sometimes when wesley gets tired of talking, he’ll slowly go from one worded responses to low grunts

when you pick up on this, you just hold his hand and sit with him in silence

he appreciates it and squeezes your hand to let you know

he’s really glad he met you, it makes him feel like you’re the only person who really gets him

#mmm my favorite #needy men <333 #wesley wizard x reader #wesley x reader #bapc x reader #cosmicwrites #bee and puppycat

[matenrou-fan]

asking this again bc I forgot to say it was a hc sorry 😭

hcs for poly matenrou x GN! s/o?

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Poly! Matenrou x GN! s/o

ahhh it's okay..! here you're!! <3 (Werewolves vers)

GNreader, fluff, just wholesome stuff;;

-The most comfortable poly you would ever have!

-Your relationship is more soft and gentle, as both Jakurai and Doppo are pretty calm men who want some peaceful evenings all together, and the only one who's put more lively energy and freshness in your lives is Hifumi.

-Yet even he can be pretty caring and mindful, always treating his dear partners with delicious dinners. And even if you would offer your help, worrying that it would be pretty hard for one person to cook so many dishes for four people, Hifumi just shakes his head.

-"No, no, no, s/o, Jakurai, go on and relax a little!" - with a small giggle he pointed to Doppo who was sitting on the couch. - "Here, follow his example!"

"I think our poor worker is almost sleeping now.." - Jakurai chuckle when you both get closer to him with a soft smile.

"Ahh, then try to wake him up while I'm cooking..! This would be enough help!"

-Actually, Jakurai also loved to treat his lovers with dinner, yet preferred to take you all to some fancy restaurant.

-As one of the best doctors in Shinjuku, he has a pretty good salary that he never even spends too much, as he doesn't really feel an urge. So now, when Doc has so many partners that he cares about, spoiling you all with gifts and cafes was one of his favorite things.

-He's also pretty attentive and knows how to choose just the right things without even asking what you three need, always pleasantly surprising you on the dates.

-"J..Jakurai-sensei, it's..! It's too much..!" - Doppo squeak, blushing heavily, and both you and Hifumi can't help but giggle:

"Ahh, Doppo~po! It's not the way you should thank people for their kindness..!" - Hifumi cling to his right side, tickling his ear with laugh, when you wrap your arms around his waist from the left:

"You're always so selfless, honey. Don't be so shy, you deserve it.."

"Doppo, they're both right..That's just a small present to reward your big work." - Jakurai also get closer, luring you all in a big hug. His arms were long enough to wrap around your and Hifumi's shoulders, pushing you tightly to his chest. Ahh, is it you or your boyfriend sniffing right now..?

"I.. Um.. Thank you, thank you all.." - he mumbled, hiding his now even more red face from Hifumi's teases:

"Hehehe, say it more loudly, Doppo!"

"S-shut up..! I can't…"

-Oh, of course. You three always help him feel better after work. It's sometimes to meet up all together, so you do it turn by turn: sometimes you relax him with some cuddles and light massage, sometimes he cries on Jakurai's shoulder, venting about his problems, and most of the time he finds a new strength in Hifumi's dinners.

-As they live together they spend more time together, but are always willing to invite you and doc to their place when everyone has free time. It can be hard due to absolutely different work shifts (especially with Hifumi's mostly night work.), but when you actually sit all four together, just cuddling and discussing random things, it is worth the time of waiting.

-Hifumi jump around, trying to cling to everyone in the same time, Doppo acting all grumpy and scold him, trying to drag you closer to himself, with clearly visible bright pink on his cheeks, and Jakurai just near you all, with his casual soft smile as it pretty amusing to watch all his lovers fooling around like that.

-But if you have a hard time putting together your schedules and can't meet up, it's still okay! None of you is getting too jealous if the other two or three are hanging out, it's actually the opposite - you love when Hifumi sends you new photos from fishing with Jakurai and always sends back some selfie from Doppo's lunch break when you bring him homemade meals. Or when Doppo shyly but happily bubbles about his little date in the park with them both on the phone, and then listens carefully to your story about shopping date with doc last friday.

-"Oh, I also bought this new shirt.." - you mumble into your phone, attaching to your text a photo of you that Jakurai did when you tried it on in the store. - "Here.. did you receive it?"

"Yeah..!" - for a moment your boyfriend gets silent, and then his voice get more weak. - "Woah.. You look so cool here.."

"Did it suit me?" - A small chuckle escaped your lips as it was kinda cute how quick Doppo got shy just after something like this.

"E-everything suits you, s/o..!" - he gasps, then sighs. - "I'm not really good in fashion, you know..? You can ask Hifumi next ti-"

"Ask what? Oo, you talking with s/o?!" - a sudden voice breaks through. - "S/o, you remember we are going to the cinema tomorrow?!"

"I remember.." - you can't help but laugh, hearing a little playful fight between your lovers. - "Hifumi, check out my purchase.."

"Mm? Oh, Doppo, lemme see..! Lemme see what s/o talking about..!"

-Hifumi would totally make a chat for you all to share these photos and to just check each other from time to time.

-It's probably specific but I'm sure that he uses kaomoji (these things > o(≧▽≦)o), Doppo is more silent type who's only sending sad emojis (or maybe some voice messages where he scream in his berserk mode about how much he hates his work), and Jakurai is just:

-And also Doc is probably sending some long poetic texts, asking how your day is and what exactly you all eat. These lectures with a bunch of tips for your health look kinda funny around Hifumi's messages that are like: "Okie~dokie ☆ ～('▽^人)"

-But this difference between you all was one of the most important things that kept your relationship so interesting and alive. It was full of different colors as everyone brings something new in the lives of others, and it feels so reassuring.

-It's also help you all to go through your problems, like overworking for Doppo and Jakurai, your bad days, Hifumi's fear.. Cause there's nothing more healing than love..♡

#hypmic x reader #hypmic imagines #hypmic #hypnosis mic #matenro x reader #matenrou x reader #matenrou #doppo kannonzaka x reader #hypnosis mic doppo #hypmic doppo #doppo kannonzaka #doppo x reader #hypnosis mic hifumi #hypmic hifumi #hifumi x reader #hifumi izanami #Hifumi Izanami x reader #jakurai jinguji x reader #hypnosis mic jakurai #hypmic jakurai #jakurai x reader #jakurai jinguji

[patb-goose]

MERMAY 2023 ~Brinky fic

Brain comes up with a flawless plan to secure an asset from a facility surrounded by water. Become a fish! Unfortunately, before the mission can even begin, Pinky’s impulses set it off too early! My silly contribution to Mermay 2023

AO3

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Brain’s plan was complete. Or it would be. The conception was flawless. His machine designs finished and a confident certainty that this would be the plan that would finally help him take over the world successfully. He was explaining all of this to Pinky, using a pointer on his freshly scrawled chalkboard which showed many drawings and equations.

“Fish?” Pinky asked in surprised confusion.

“Yes. Exactly right, Pinky. We shall become fish!” Brain exclaimed, tapping on the board. Pinky looked unsure and his expression appeared as if he was wondering if Brain had lost his marbles. Brain grabbed his arm and aimed to assure him they were all intact. He pulled him closer to his notes,“Our goal is to infiltrate Disuniters Industries—” He pointed at a nearby photograph of the building.“ —to procure their new, highly advanced microchip that I can modify for my own purposes”

“Oh, we don’t have to do that. Narf! Ive just done the shopping! Theres a big ol’ can of Pringles with your name on it! Saved you the trouble.” Pinky looked particularly proud.

Brain hated to deflate him when he was trying to be ‘helpful’ “…Yes. Unforunately, what I seek is slightly less sodium based..” He stepped away from him to pull out a blueprint, “Behold!” It took a few moments but Pinky finally seemed to understand they wouldn’t be eating this chip.

“Oooh…” Pinky admired.

“It wasnt easy but I managed to hack into their database and find the blueprints.”

“Egad. Amazing!” Pinky replied before frowning with second thoughts , “But wait, wait. If you have these, couldn’t you just make your own fancy chip thingy?”

A valid question.

“I could…if these were complete. The materials used to make such an incredible advancement have been redacted, and at a guess won’t be readily available to your common man…or mouse.” They had taken many security measures, but this wouldnt hinder Brain. He rolled up the print and set it aside. “Now let me finish." 

Pinky zipped his lip as Brain went on about how remote the location was and how this was a roadblock. "The only access is by water. They get in regular shipments of supplies by boat, but other than that, nothing gets in or out without security say so.”

“That’s a problem, then, isn’t it?” Pinky observed.

“Fear not, for I have found the smallest of weaknesses in their defense.” He lured Pinky over to a nearby wall where he had laid out schematics. He followed without word. “You see, there is a grate far underneath the building. A complicated access for a mouse, yes. But no problem for a…” He waved a hand, giving Pinky a chance to come to the same conclusion he had. 

“..a …pencil sharpener…?”

“Yes… Thank you for reminding me…” Brain said, walking nonchalantly over to a nearby pencil and then used it to whack Pinky on the head. “A fish, Pinky. A. Fish.”

Pinky danced dizzily around, his eyes crossed as tried to maintain proper balance. He giggled. “Right. That was my next guess!” He fell into a sitting position and when his vision finally refocused, he saw Brain pulling a cloth off his invention. 

He was immediately interested. Brain could tell, so he continued..

“This remote is the key to completing this mission.” Brain told him. Pinky asked how it worked with eagerness and Brain was glad to answer in detail. “This button here activates the device and this dial here—"Brain moved it around in demonstration— "controls how long the effects will last.” He slid it back and explained that the lowest setting was ten minutes and the highest being eight hours. “Simple.”

In retrospect, Brain wished he had kept his new device out of Pinky’s reach, knowing his affinity for buttons. Normally, he had the sense to slap Pinky’s reach away before he could touch anything he wasn’t supposed to but this time he wasn’t quick enough.

“You mean all you have to do is press this button here and—”Pinky had said, his finger ending up much closer to the activation button than intended and pressed it before realizing his mistake.

“Pinky, wait! Don’t—” was the extent of the pleas he managed to get out before he was silenced by a beam of light emitted from his remote.

It was too late to stop him

“Poit..” Pinky mumbled regrettably as the light and smoke from the beam cleared. He knew he was in for another bop. But his frown disappeared once he got a proper view at Brain. His eyes great two sizes in excitement as he gasped.

“Pinky! Look at what you’ve done!” He lectured.

Brain appeared much less enthused. 

Not to mention different.

He hadn’t exactly made the transformation he described to Pinky. Not completely anyway.

“Fishie Brain!” Pinky exclaimed, his friend’s irritation overlooked because he was too distracted by his new form. From the waist up, Brain had remained unchanged but below he had a scaly, green tail that swished around on the counter.  Pinky opened his arms wide  “You're—You’re a mermouse! Troz!” He hopped, switching from foot to foot before proceeding to examine him from all sides. Pinky then knelt down played with his fin because he couldn’t help himself and exclaimed "Look at your tail, it’s all ziggy zaggy. Just like your regular tail!”

Brain’s eyes widened, lightly blushing and he slapped him with it before claiming his replacement tail. “Pinky. Stop that! It’s very sensitive” He demanded Pinky bring his remote, so he could double check what the dial had been at during activation. He knew. He knew he knew, but he had a small hope that miraculously it had been at the ten minute mark. He was mentally begging.

But, no.

…Eight hours.

He would be stuck like this for eight hours.

He gave Pinky another scolding, but it was hard to do with him looking at him with so much adoration. So, he let it go for now and gave him orders to fill up the sink. If he was going to be stuck like this for an extended amount of time, he would need to spend it close to the water. He supposed one silver lining was he could test out this form before their plan. Hmm…Now that he thought about it, that really was something should have thought to add to the list of preparations. He wouldn’t have even pondered it were it not for Pinky’s blunder.

That didn’t mean he wasn’t still annoyed with his friend.

This was still inconvenient.

 As the time passed, however, the feeling eventually fizzled. It did nothing to dwell, even if he was frustrated that they would not be able to make any actual progress until at least tomorrow night. 

He swam along the length of the sink and back again. It was quite the feat. A sink was like a swimming pool to a mouse, so it was great exercise. Not that Brain regularly indulged in such activities, but he had to admit there was something…freeing about it. 

He caught Pinky watching him and cheering on his moves with several claps. He pretended not to notice, but swam over to him regardless.

Pinky had his legs over the rim of the sink and kicked his feet, which just barely grazed the water. He made a few alternating splashes with his movement. His grin widened as Brain reached him. “You make such a splendid fishie, Brain!” Pinky praised. “You look so graceful out there on the open waves.”

“Pinky. I’m in a sink. There are no waves..”

“There can be!” Pinky exclaimed, then moved ever so slightly to let his legs have more access to the water and began kicking wildly with a laugh that matched his actions.

Brain swayed a bit but mostly he just got unwanted splashes in the face, which was more than a little irritating. He shielded himself until he was able to get close enough to grab both of his ankles. “Cease!”

Pinky did and once he got confirmation that he wouldn’t do it again, he let go.

“Hey, Brain. I was thinking about your plan…” Pinky started up a few minutes later. He idly moved his feet but not enough to bother Brain, “and you know, I’m a real good swimmer! I bet I wouldn’t even need your fishie powers! Narf!” He stood up and grabbed a sponge, tossing it in the water beside him. He jumped on top, arms out to maintain his balance, “I can also hold my breath for a reeeally long time!” 

Brain watched him move around for a moment before replying, “…That’s only because you forget to exhale…” He tripped him up before Pinky could demonstrate this skill and he fell into a sitting position atop his floating cushion. “Besides, where we’re going, your really long would look really short. This form is indeed necessary. With the only other entry being for delivery hand-off’s, this is the optimal solution to get inside.”

“Won’t your microchip get wet on the way out? Nobody likes a soggy chip! Zort! If you don’t get that satisfying crunch, the magic is just gone, isn’t it?”

Brain ignored his stupidity for the moment. “..Obviously, we would find an alternate escape route.”

“And then back to the boat!” Pinky concluded suddenly.

“Precisely.” Brain replied. It was a smart idea. As long as they got what they needed within an ideal timeframe—before it sailed away. Pinky wasn’t wrong. Swimming all the way back to ACME Labs without damaging his prize didn’t sound feasible…

Pinky paused. The mentioning of the delivery boat made him think. He tapped his cheek with a finger “Say….Wouldn’t it make more sense to just stow away in one of the boxes?” He blinked a few times at the other mouse as he awaited his response. 

Brain’s eyes widened and then his face scrunched up because once again Pinky wasn’t wrong. He tried to think of a good enough reason why they wouldn’t be doing his much less complicated suggestion, but there honestly was nothing. 

“Brain…?”

Brain held out a little longer. Then, with a pout and a few grumbles, he finally replied. “…I had the technology. I wanted to use it.” It would have been a shame to let it go to waste.

The was a pause and a long look from Pinky before he asked, “Does this have anything to do with us watching The Little Mermaid the other night?”

Brain’s face fell and at first he was defensive and in denial of such a silly accusation but in the end, he couldn’t lie. He bashfully admitted the truth, “…I may have been mildly influenced..”

Pinky had a fit upon his admission and all Brain could do was sit there, propped against his sponge as he worked through his excitement. Brain could barely understand a word of it anyhow with how fast he was rambling.

“Narf! Does that mean you want to be part of my world?” Pinky asked with romantic inflection, leaning in close with clasped hands and dreamy eyes.

Brain growled and yanked him over the edge, causing him to fall into the water with a splash to hush him up. He swam off before he recovered so he wouldn’t see his flushing cheeks.

#brinky #pinky and the brain #animaniacs #patb #my art #my fic #brain #pinky

[theanoninyourinbox]

Welcome Back! Without much further ado, @quaelgeist333 requested FreckleReed, @fernstarsblog requested Blind!ExShadowclan!Fireheart+DarkFur!Silverstream, and @goobiestar requested FTM!Goosefeather+Adderfang!

Special Bonus, all these are in the same AU!

In the first AU, Freckle and Reed have been secret dating since they both went after the same fish. They want kits, and Reedshine takes the L and flirts with Appledusk. And he gets obsessed, to the point that she feels uncomfortable. Back in Thunderclan, Frecklewish sets up her idiot brother with her best friend, and Mapleshade thanks her for being there for her. Shortly after Reed gives birth, she brings the kits to see Freckle, and Appledusk sees. In a jealous rage, he lures Freckle to the snakerock, but is also bitten. Thankfully, Ravenwing had a sign and saves Freckle, but her life is shorter. Some years after her passing, Riverclan is visited by the Thunderclan medicine cats, and Goosepaw takes the elder aside - your wife says hi. And when Stormkit falls, he is greeted not by an angry mother, but two new moms, who immediately spoil him with affection. They may also haunt Rainflower but they’ll never tell~

In the second AU, Wishfall, secretly the daughter of Yellowfang, leaves her kit at the feet of Whitestorm and Willowpelt, begging that he be better cared for, before passing into Starclan. Properly warned of Brokentail, Shadowclan banishes him, not knowing that Wishfall was even pregnant. The kit is eyeless, but has such keen hearing that no one objects to his training. On one trip to the river, he falls in, and is rescued by Silverpaw, the chimera daughter of Crookedstar. They fall fast and hard, and Silver survives her single kit just fine. Reedshine and Frecklewish are delighted by the new additions to the family - hey, marriage counts!

In the last AU, Goosekit is seen as a freak for her(?) eyes, but Adderpaw, feeling bad for her(?), reassures that they’re just Fancy, if they work they work! Don’t let those furbrains get you down! This activates Mega Crush Mode, which eventually turns into Mature Feelings when Adderfang defends and supports Goosepaw’s new Identity. He’s a dude, so what? After beating around the bush, Goosefeather confesses his affections, and Adderfang…thinks about it. He refuses to just rush into a serious relationship, but they essentially do Dates and get together. When Tiny is found, a kinder Tigerpaw, raised by a whole family of cats, takes him home to be safe.

Aaand Done! Enjoy!

#Hypokits #my art #warrior cats #warrior cats design #warrior cat design #warrior cats designs #warrior cats au #Frecklewish #reedshine #fireheart #firestar #silverstream #goosefeather #adderfang

[disaster-vampire]

pls talk about the shelf

i was desperately hoping someone would ask me to rant abt it akehdjshd i'm kissing you sweetly on the forehead anon

okay so if anyone sees this out of context: i have a shelf in my bookcase dedicated to hannibal. yes it's kind of like a weird little shrine but leave me alone.

be warned this is going get LONG.

so, it has the obvious: the hannibal books, the tv show box set, the tv show's cookbook, my fancy copies of the divine comedy (they're hardcover with gorgeous sleeves that have art printed on them to match each book), and i also have the iliad and the odissey in there in a single big book that i bought on a whim when out once and then after buying it i found out it also had the original greek alongside the italian translation and i lost my mind. i've never felt such pure joy and i can't even read greek. yet.

as for decorations, as of right now there's a piece of driftwood that is kinda shaped like an L so it stands up on its own and it also kinda resembles an antler.

there's this fuckin box, i don't even remember how i got it, but it's made of bones. it's shaped kinda like a stereotypical treasure chest but it's literally made of bones. the inside is lined with red velvet.

i'm not sure what else to decorate with? i've put in a seashell but it can't even be seen because the shelf has glass doors but the shell is covered by the frame (might move everything to another shelf where the frame is not in the way tbh just so i can decorate with tiny things at the front).

i just moved this whole thing from my other bookcase (i just got this new one today because i have too many books and in my first bookcase the shelves are literally bending with the weight of the books piled up on them) and when it was there i also had a teacup in there along with a lighbox that says "bone saw time! 🖤" but this new shelf feels very elegant and there's also not enough space for the lightbox. i also had a bust of dionysus there but i'm going to move it to my dionysus altar.

i've got an old scalpel somewhere too and i'll try to find a visible spot to put it. i also have 3 tiny japanese plates that were all given to me as gifts and some souvenirs from japan from a friend too but idk if i wanna put japanese stuff in there. like it's fitting but at the same time idk if it's disrespectful or not.

if i had money and more space i'd make this whole thing bigger and get like. a little frame with fly fishing lures like the ones will made in the show and maybe something like some ethically sourced taxidermy. a snake skeleton and a mongoose skull would be really cool. maybe i could print out a little something with lures instead of buying real ones and like. a fake death's head hawkmoth taxidermy. i'd need some of those shadowbox frames and i'd make it so the pictures stand out a bit from the back so it looks like they have shadows. bc like i'm fairly certain real death's head hawkmoths cannot be ethically sourced at this point in time because ever since silence of the lambs came out people have started going insane over them.

i think my grandpa has this framed thing somewhere with sailing knots made with actual ropes in it rather than just pictures. haven't seen it in ages so i'm not sure anymore if it was my grandpa's or someone else's. probably my grandpa since he was in the marines when military service was mandatory in italy but idk maybe i saw it somewhere else. i could print out a small picture with various illustrations of sailing knots.

i also have these cards that my aunt gave me at one point that have prints of a lot of famous paintings with descriptions in the back and i THINK one was the primavera. it was either that or the birth of venus i'll have to check but either way there's at least one botticelli in there. i don't like botticelli much tho so 🤷

i plan at some point to also get physical copies of all the movies but idk when that'll be since i've found a different box set for the tv show with gorgeous covers that i plan to buy as well. also of the ones i currently own i think one of the dvds stopped working bc it got scratched while inside my pc because i was pausing and rewinding/forwarding too much. we'll see i guess.

now for the rest of the books. i have a medical book in there called the abc of the human body. i think the title is kind of hilarious for a hannibal shelf. i just found out today while moving books back and forth from one bookshelf to the other that i actually have two copies of this book and one of them was owned by a doctor that died i think like 15 to 20 years ago. i have a few other medical books that said doctor also owned on the shelf above. he also owned the scalpel i mentioned before.

there's the book skulls by simon winchester, which is a collection of pictures of skulls from one of the biggest skull collections in the world, along with a few inserts on biology if i remember correctly? i originally bought it for art references and i LOVE the cover so i made sure it was facing forward in the shelf.

there's the resurrectionist, which is a sci-fi/fantasy book kind of in a frankenstein-esque vein where the main character is this made up doctor who manages to make some mythological creatures through surgery & digging up dead bodies and i won't spoil it any further. the second half of the book is a whole bunch of medical/biology style illustrations of said creatures, their skeletons, their muscles, how certain parts of their bodies would function (for example i believe it goes into explaining the lungs for both mermaids and harpies). i don't think it quite fits thematically with hannibal but i think it's got The Vibe so i put it in there.

there's a book on saint lucy, who is the patron saint of sight. i have it because i was born with my skull being asymmetrical and the doctors immediately told my family it would likely cause problems with my eyes, and so instead of, you know, starting to take me to eye doctors from a young age, they swore me to saint lucy and left it at that. i'm likely going to go blind on my left eye at some point in my life btw lmao thanks st lucy <3 i do like her though. i like her iconography a lot, she's always portrayed as holding a plate with her eyes on it.

there's damien by hermann hesse, which is one of my all time favourite books. it's written in first person and it starts with emil sinclair's childhood, explaining that he sees the world in a very black and white way, and does so very literally because he speaks of the world of light and the world of darkness, which are kind of meant as good and evil. but then something happens to him that starts blurring the clear line he thought was between the two, which sends him into a moral panic until he meets max demian, who starts to make him see that there's more to both sides. the story as he grows up follows his "corruption" into someone who is neither good nor evil. it has a lot of implied homoeroticism, as it was written i think either in the 20s or the late 1800s so it couldn't be explicit but it is very much there and is expressed mostly through demian's mother. there's also a weird cult thing going on and the ending is a bit ??? and honestly i need to read it again because for such a short book SO much happens that i'm having a hard time summarising it accurately.

the only other books i remember being there rn (it's 1am i'm not turning the lights on again) are dracula, because cannibal/vampire count with a big castle, the butchering art, and les fleurs du mal, plus two other books written in french that i haven’t read yet because my french isn't the best, whose titles i don't remember rn, and one in italian that i've found at a used books stall once but i believe it's from a local author and i've never seen it in a bookstore nor online so there's definitely no english translation of it. i still haven't read this one either and i don't even remember what it's about, it might be a poetry book? not quite sure. but yeah these few ones i haven’t read are there like. on trial. if i read them and find them fitting they'll stay otherwise they go to another shelf. i also haven’t read les fleurs du mal nor the butchering art yet, so the same applies to them. i think that's all of them? i plan to put my art history books and regular history books on the shelf above as well next to the medical books to kind of carry the theme over lol.

i would like to maybe someday get some of the books that we've glimpsed from the bookshelves on the show but this is it for now!

anyway. tysm for asking me about it dear anon. you said but a few words yet they meant the world to me <3

#vamp rants #vamp's bookshelf

[sophiesephy]

Twisted Wonderland Imagines/Scenarios

Octavinelle edition

SCENARIO: Your friends Ace, Deuce and Jack realize you've gotten closer with the Octavinelle boys after the summer vacation at Scarabia. Even though they've hastened to you and Grim's rescue after receiving an SOS when you were imprisoned in Scarabia, by the time they've arrived the issue was solved. And to their surprise, why are you suddenly buddies with Floyd and Jade?!

( Dialogue inspired by the Scarabia Arc ending. )

ACE: Hey this is trouble for us,Deuce, we're gonna lose our bud to those Leech twins. Bet they got something shady planned for her. 

Deuce: A-are we doomed if she falls for one of them? 

Ace: Of course we're all doomed! Ever since those twins have been attached to her like leeches, we always see them disappearing. They're always whisking her off somewhere. Probably taking her to their fish mafia hideout. 

Pretty sure they have ulterior motives or something, like sacrificing her in a some magic deal ritual thing with Azul. 

Deuce: That does sound bad...Do you think they want to devour her soul or something? 

Ace: Something like that! This romantic and close atmosphere must be all a trap those fancy boys laid out to lure prefect. 

Deuce: We need to deck them before they do anything 

Jack:  Guys,we can't jump into conclusions, we need to observe more,come on, they might hear us. 

Deuce: I agree with Jack.  If we hit them, we should have evidence first at least. We already know what happened to us when we went straight to the Mostro Lounge. We were beaten too fast last time. We shouldn't be impulsive like before.

Ace: But that doesn't those guys scare you, I am still traumatized from making a deal with Azul and having to work my arse in the Mostro Lounge. 

Jack: It wasn't my fault you two were gullible to make shady deals. 

And after all, those three did say they have redeemed themselves. We still aren't sure if they've truly changed but even I have to admit, I find them fawning over and following around Prefect like that just weird. 

Deuce: Very very weird. Its hard to get near Prefect with those two around, like they are bodyguarding her. Lets trust Jack's plan and observe them. 

Ace: Just when have you become the observant type heheh, earlier you said lets deck them first. 

Deuce:  Oh shut up Ace. Even I know how dangerous those twins are.

Jack: No time to be arguing.  If they do anything to hurt Prefect, thats the time we'll be decking. 

Deuce: Good enough for me.

Ace: Now that's what I'm interested in.

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#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland octavinelle #octanivelle #jade leech #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #twisted wonderland #fanfiction #twisted wonderland hcs

[exceptionalzed]

Z-O-M-B-I-E-S characters reacting to mermaids in Seabrook

Here’s how I imagine Z-O-M-B-I-E-S characters would react to mermaids arriving in Seabrook.

Zed: Zed is perfectly content with new people coming around Seabrook, he’s happy to help out with welcoming them to the town and showing them around.

Addison: Addison is always all for more people in Seabrook. She is so excited about mermaids being in Seabrook, that she might overdo her introductions a little. And considering her current streak… she may or my not almost drown while trying to prove she’s a mermaid.

Eliza: At this point, it hardly affects Eliza. She’s not even living in Seabrook anymore and is way to preoccupied with her work stuff. She’s happy for the people in town to have new friends, but overall, it doesn’t matter much to her.

Bonzo: If these are siren-like mermaids who can do all their fancy music and songs, you know Bonzo is super excited to explore a whole new world of music. He’s hanging out with the mermaids just to learn about how their deadly siren songs work.

Bree: Bree is a little nervous at first, especially since her boyfriend is probably going to be spending time with these potentially dangerous creatures. She quickly gets to know them though and helps Addison welcome them to Seabrook.

Bucky: Bucky hates them. He thinks they’re just fish people who need to go back to the waters they came from. He has threatened to turn them into sushi more than once but would never only because he’s too scared to get within 10 feet of one.

Willa: As per usual, Willa is wary of outsiders. Since she’s now dating A-spen, she’s learned to generally be a bit more welcoming to those she doesn’t know, but she still is very cautious when the mermaids first come around.

Wyatt: As long as his pack isn’t in danger, I don’t think Wyatt really cares much about the mermaids. He’ll probably get to know a few of them but in the end, it doesn’t matter much.

Wynter: Wynter is okay with the mermaids, but she has made one or two alarming remarks about fish and seafood. When it is proven the mermaids are safe, I think she’d be a bit excited to learn about them. Perhaps too excited… she might freak them out a little.

A-spen: A-spen is really excited with new people. They ask the mermaids a lot about sea culture and end up learning a lot about random earth sea creatures. Willa does hold A-spen back a little, just because she is so protective and wants to make sure the mermaids are safe before she lets her partner near them. End the end though, I think A-spen gets along very well with them.

A-lan: A-lan does not care about the mermaids. He tries to challenge one to a swimming race and for once actually ends up losing. He’s not mean to them, but he also isn’t trying to be nice to them.

A-li: A-li is curious about the myths surrounding mermaids. She wants to know if they can really lure sailors to their death with just a few measures of song (and if the mermaids are willing to let her watch- well that’s all the better).

#disney #zombies #disney zombies #movies #willaspen #zeddison #zombie #zombies 3 #z o m b i e s 3 #z o m b i e s #z o m b i e s 2 #headcanons #mermaids #mermaid

[tanadrin]

A brief visual tour of Zirilmondûl

It is Year 57, the seventh year since the founding of Zirilmondûl the Firegraves (yellow), whose population is now 111. The fortress is a local administrative center, with three hillocks-settlements associated with it just to the south (teal), Wallcharm, Sabrefancies, and Throwtrades. The conquered human hamlet of Riversaviors lies just to the east, and is currently under occupation by our forces.

In blue is the parent civilization; in green our Elven “allies;” and in red the human civilization whom we mistook for goblins and maybe sort of started a war with (in our defense, they were occupying goblin sites, and it’s hard to tell the difference). Zirilmondûl started as a lone outpost of the Anvil of Luring in the east, but has rapidly grown in both size and importance since.

The ground floor, showing the drawbridge entrance, the trading post, the surface barracks (right) and the tavern (left).

The tavern upper floor, the gatehouse barracks, and the captain of the guard’s residence.

To the south of the main entrance are the water wheels we use to power millstones on the crafting floor; the stone hut protecting them doubles as a convenient fishing spot.

The basement level of the ground floor shows the tavern cellar, and the tops of the main access stairs. Zirilmondûl’s layout is meant to take advantage of a roughly circular pattern, to minimize dwarf travel times, while also not fighting too hard against the game’s grid-based layout. The basic “unit” of my architecture is the 3x3 cell, surrounded by a wall 1 square in thickness; these cells can be linked to form larger rooms (see below).

Also visible in this screenshot is the access to the fortress mausoleum, which is located further up the mountain. In Zirilmondûl, the god of death dwells in the skies; it is in the cool embrace of the Stone that life and safety lies. (watch out for giant cardinals!)

A couple of layers below is the main farming floor. Another set of subterranean farms was actually established just above this one recently (this site has a thick soil layer), but this layer also has the pig pen, the butcher’s and tanner’s shops, and an experiment with growing underground plants and lumber sources in an artificial cavern. I hollowed out the layers above that large room nearly to the surface, and while large tower-cap and fungiwood do grow here, it’s not really fast enough to make this kind of enclosure more useful than either surface or cavern-layer lumber harvesting.

By far the most intricate floor is the main residential floor; I can’t even fit most of it on screen. Most of this floor is occupied by Standard Issue Dwarven Bedrooms, of course; also visible in various locations are the main dining hall, the guild halls (all along the south edge), the infirmary, the residence of the Duke (left side, near the top), two smaller temples to the only two organized religions present in Zirilmondûl (I was hoping to attract some priests, but they don’t have enough worshippers yet), and the mayoral residence (just above the middle of the image). The mayoral residence, the manager’s office, and the bookkeeper’s office form a central “rathaus” of sorts. Not visible, but also on this floor, are the access to the library, and the largest temple in the fortress (to Vush Crystalcaves, a popular dwarf god). At the bottom right is a downward stair shaft leading to two other temples to popular gods, the storm god Kogan, and the trade god Istrath the South. Most of the gold we’ve dug up so far has gone into making fancy religious statuary, since having the opportunity to pray is popular with the citizenry.

The main workshop area is the beating heart of the fortress. Its upper floor is all the basic workshops, linked on a circle-and-cross concourse. The modularity of the underlying design is most visible here. Although there are no plans to currently expand the concourse, it is laid out with the possibility of additional concentric rings in mind.

The forge floor, immediately below, augments the circular concourse layout with X-shaped crosswalks to keep path lengths down. All our forges and smelters are magma-powered, thanks to the nearby volcano.

The other two temples; the partially-filled magma works can be seen to the northwest.

Finally, at the bottom of the fortress, and continuing down for several layers, are the stockpiles. The vertical layout of the fortress is determined by the desire to keep the workshops as close to the stockpiles as possible, thus:

Surface level

Farming (will have to be located near the surface at least initially)

Residences

Crafting

Storage

Storage is designed to be extended in all available directions to minimize dwarf travel time; thus, I avoid putting it above the crafting areas (where it’s sandwiched in by the surface and farming levels). The geography of this site didn’t lend itself to building up into the mountain; if it did, or if the soil layers were thinner, I might have put the storage above and the residences below. While an “ideal” layout and symmetry are nice, a fortress must also conform to the demands of the site it is located on!

As it happens, the cavern layer starts only a few Z-levels down from the lowest level of storage at the moment; there simply isn’t much spare room on this map! I broke off the main stair-shaft at this point and made all cavern access pass through a lower barracks; this way, when the squad is on duty or training here, any wandering monsters must first pass through a chokepoint guarded by elite hammerdwarfs. In fact, though, the first cavern layer has been mostly pretty quiet, with only a couple cave crocodiles causing problems. Past this point also lie many of our deepest mineshafts, since Zirilmondûl’s magma forges hunger for iron and gold, and her gemcutters are constantly busy studding every available surface with their crafts.

What next for the dwarfs of the Firegraves? Well, they’re currently trying to get a small green glass industry going. Potash is far too annoying to fuck with, so I don’t know that I will bother with trying to get a clear glass production line going; but having some glass crafts to augment our other outputs would be nice for the export business. As population allows, I am also organizing expeditions to conquer hostile nearby sites, with the aim of ending the war I inadvertently started. There is a thriving dwarven civilization to the south that we have no contact with; perhaps we will also in time consider insistently opening trade relations with them (as in, I trade my axedwarfs for their tribute).

#my biggest problem rn is that the duke keeps mandating the production of high boots and then banning their export #my dude we only have so many feet that can be booted! #there are enough shoes in the fortress! #dwarf fortres

[fumikomiyasaki]

I like to ask for the oc interaction with Celine, Cadence, Alcina and Valeria.

Oc interaction

Celine:

Friends for her...listen Leroy is also a manga nerd and even if it might be trouble given he likes to make small pranks, if she were to get to know him how he really is she would understand his front and how they both chat about manga all day. Aside that... Rubina and Naomi might work. Naomi loves gossip and Drama so she share a ton of it with Celine and Rubina would appreciate to take her to her theater dorm and show her around the dress props

Crush... Emil might work, he makes dolls and despite his more closed off attitude he could probably fix her dresses and they could bond over making stuff together so he might crush on her.

I think as dislike Phobetor would fit, you stated she likes sweet dreams, well this man will only bring nightmares if you hang out with him. Osyron would also be a problem cause he is stern, mean and a bit narcisstic.

Cadence:

I can see Francine and Nanoya be good candidates as friends. Francine also loves Romance novels and would love to share some with her and Nanoya is very into Eastern cultures and their history as well as despite his slight fear of women I feel she could make him more comfortable through music.

Crushes I see Macie or Fennec... Macie cause of a shared love for music but also especially given Cadence dislikes lazy people and her Rival Peko is the laziest on earth, they have lots to talk as idols and could encourage another... Macie would feel just happy to be close to her. Fennec just works well with her probably cause he is a loner himself, they don't have much to talk to untill he hears her music and it might get him more to open up about his pain...

Dislike... Saneria would lavish on anything that brings her pain and given she dislikes strict Rules Elvira might also nto fancy her given she lectures people a lot.

Alcina:

Carol and Media would be good friends to swim and dance with her... even if Carol needs the encouragement. Media is the leader of the HSA swim team and Carol is a peacefull friend and could give her very good advice as tutor while being there for her. Media is just a sweet sunshine.

Listen Kaeru would adore her... he also has a huge family and knows a lot about the sea. Yes he fishes but he does still love the sea and is not vicious about it. He is just a kind soft guy, loyal to the core and can meditate to calm people down. He would even stop fishing for her if she dislikes it. Lennox as sea demi god might also like her a lot. He would dive down with her and bring a lot of seashells.

Grey would put her off so much. He in general follows people to write stuff, is a zombie and can't talk.... I feel she be very creeped out.

Valeria:

Friends for sure be Peko and Brid.... they are the animal lovers extrordinär and Peko can with singing even lure them too her. Peko could also bring tons of mascot plushies with her. Also the Magixella dorm in general cause they are about Fairy animals.

I feel moreso that Valeria would crush on Kuze or Dragiselle just cause of their style and Aura... maybe also Gregories female form as Shade.

Also throwing Phobetor here as well cause nightmares. But also Barry and Andrew cause they are literally cheaters and Andrew makes his partner unhappy in an arranged marriage.

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland ocs #twst #disney twst #twst ocs #twistedwonderland #twistedwonderlandoc #oc interaction

[solomon-tozer]

Terror characters as niche hobbies/interests/hyperfixations I've got up to over the years:

Franklin: Daydreaming about being on a Royal Navy ship in 1805

Fitzjames: WWI poetry

Crozier: Mindfulness colouring-in books that I never did more than half a page in

Little: Macrame friendship bracelets (even though I had no one to give them to)

Hodgson: Buying nail polish every time I went into the pharmacy, but never wearing it

Irving: Window-shopping for fancy sex toys I'll never be able to afford

Gore: Collecting ink I love ink I love ink so much I'm crying rn

Le Vesconte: That one time I was convinced I was going to learn how to do digital art, but didn't

Fairholme: Spitfires

Collins: Hoarding cross-stitch patterns I know I'll never use

Silna: The Abhorsen series

Lady Franklin: My cats

Sophia: Card-making

JCR: Tengwar

Blanky: Learning a whole new handwriting style, just because

Reid: Collecting random rocks from the beach, even though I already have way too many rocks at home

Des Vouex: Dolphins

Stanley: HMHS Britannic

Goodsir: Hyperfocusing on researching autism

MacDonald: Cool notebooks

Tuunbaq: Collecting fountain pens

Hickey: Accidentally picking up an accent because I watched a piece of media too many times

Manson: Making crochet pumpkins, just because (they're SO CUTE!)

Gibson: Watching 'Cats' on VHS repeatedly

Armitage: Yarn. Not even using it. Just… yarn

Jopson: Being completely fixated on the number 3

Hoar: Buying novelty earrings off of etsy (penises, cheese, fishing lures, etc)

Bridgens: The Sharpe novels

Peglar: Having a lot of fruity, strong alcohol but never drinking any of it

Tozer: Four bags of plastic soldiers I found hidden under the bed that I'd forgotten about

Bryant: Jackets! (Maybe just a side-effect of living somewhere so fucking cold.)

Hedges: Naruto

Heather: Learning Spanish

Pilkington: A light-up half-keyboard I played with intensively for two days and then forgot I owned until right this moment

Best: Acquiring musical instruments I never fully learn to play before being distracted by the next shiny thing

Golding: A pretty bead off of a bracelet that I just had to keep in my mouth for some reason idk

Strong: Amassing a huge collection of DIY tools, even though I have next to no need of them

Evans: Knitting, but only scarves and one huge blanket because anything else is too complicated

Chambers: Building a farm out of mega lego brick things

Weekes: Cross-stitch

Crispe: Listening to the Gladiator sound track 24/7

Diggle: Collecting Star Wars funko pops

Wall: Pokemon cards

Hartnell: RMS Titanic

Gregory: The Eagle of the Ninth

Morfin: Standing up, measuring my heart rate, sitting down, measuring my heart rate, standng up, measuring my heart rate, sitting down, measuring my heart r—

Young: Underworld-style vampires

Jacko: Gel pens

#the terror amc #terror shitpost #when i say 'shitpost' i truly mean it #cal this one is for you/your fault as you said it was funny #so many weird phases.... bet i've forgotten some great ones too #my shitposts #now i'm like who did i miss??? #i still have some 'answers' left over because of course i do #other AuDHD people please do this

[godkilller]

GIN HAD AGONIZED OVER THIS FOR QUITE SOME TIME, what he was going to say, how he'd do it, where, when, to the point that he found himself deciding to cease that endless chase for perfection and simply act. Perhaps not the most elegant in performance, at this rate -- but wouldn't she rather have the act than his meticulous planning to eventually lead to ruin? Once was a hard enough lesson learned. Gin wouldn't idle on this life decision any further. Especially considering that, given his reinstatement, he had the funds. Rangiku's appetite for things always went along the lines of expensive, and whilst Gin had spent many a year withholding from indulging that materialistic beast, he couldn't deny her now. Not after everything he put her through. So the nice dinner they went to tonight was a place they rarely ventured, a new fancy place on the block and they had passed it several times, murmuring that they should try it out for a date night ---- the consensus was that they would indeed be returning; a newly dubbed special occasion spot, as Gin put it.

Rangiku had no idea he didn't just mean her birthday.

He detoured her off towards a more pleasant route on their way home, bellies full and smiles wide. She had plenty of sake in her system, of course, as Gin had indulged her of that vice -- but not too much, he didn't want her stumbling drunk. Namely when he pulled her off from their route in favor of sneaking a few kisses, soft chuckles, and murmured purring, a languidly offered 'happy birthday' whilst his remaining hand's fingers intertwined with her own, leading guidance to bring her hand to his lips. Lips that went from hand to her cheek to the crook of her neck. Pampering, lovingly, he adored her. A pleasant time spent together which seemed to be leading to them tumbling into their shared home shedding clothing together -- but no, not yet, at least not until --

Gin gently urged her, hands linked once more, to step out from their little spot they swept into for that intimate and arguably improper public display of affection -- the small alleyway clearing into a wider walkway and higher walls of smooth stone and classic roof tiles. Gin tugged her along, gently, swaying steps playful and luring -- a gradual guide he made, a frolicking fox within the deep mountains beckoning a soul to follow. Eventually, they made it onto a high stretch of rooftops via a quick hop from a staircase onto the clay tiles, nostalgic of their upbringing in the Rukongai, the time they snuck up onto a roof to watch the fireworks from a distance. Which... by the way --

A sparkling trail of light and color beamed up into the darkened sky, the sun having set half an hour ago leaving it mostly lightless save for a trickling of golden purples spilling across a splash of cloud. The firework was bright, a solo stray signaling the beginning of an array of colors, reds, blues, yellows, and others joining the mix. A steady streaming of fireworks was brought on by Gin's meticulous assigning to a few squad members to light up at a certain time, a gradual increase till the sparkling lights filled the sky above them. Gin grinned, looking at Rangiku. Perfect.

❝ I know it'd be better off if we had a lil bit of snow durin' this, but I didn't wanna wait any longer. Plus, yer cap'n still needs some time -- I didn't wanna ask him for this favor. ❞ A soft voice, a shifting of his shoulders, then Gin lowered himself down onto a knee. He lowered down slow, slouched shoulders refining themselves into a more confident, proper posture, a man no longer hunched from the weight of guilt or sorrow ---- a little triumph, having gotten this far. This far, and with much further to go. He kept his fingers intertwined with her hand for a moment longer -- lingering long enough to turn her attention from the beautiful display of lights dancing across the sky towards him instead -- before he pulled it away in favor of fishing out a ring box tucked within the folds of his robes. A flick of his thumb against the side of the hinged box revealed a rather generous ring, an arrangement for a woman he knew enjoyed something pretty. But nothing truly outrageous, he knew -- after all, one of her most favored items of jewelry was a simple, plain chain necklace -- thus the ring was a tri-stone featuring the larger setting, centered, alight with the fireworks beyond pressed against the smaller ones, a vining floral-esque texture to the gold ring itself. He looked up at her, in those gleaming and glittering lights flushing across her soft features, sparkling within his own azure gaze, with a love indescribable.

❝ Say, Rangiku -- I think it's 'bout time we got married, hm? After everythin' I've put you through, I left one stone unturned -- 'n that's findin' a way for you and me to be together for the rest of our lives. I mean, I don't know what I'll do with myself if ya say no, honestly -- ❞ a vulnerable, genuine lighthearted chuckle escaped him, love swelling so fiercely within those rarely-shown eyes that Gin worried he may have started tearing up. ❝ ... Cause it's always been you, always, I've always loved you with all of my heart. I can't imagine a life without you, it jus' doesn't exist. So... ---- ❞ ah, his smile hurt, but in a good way, a genuine way. A way that felt raw and vulnerable. The fireworks trickled and continued, soft pops and splattering gleams of color lighting their features in this intimate moment. ❝ Will you marry me? ❞

@dokuhai for Rangiku's birthday / Ginran day.

#[ roleplay ] predator; murder on his mind & hymns on his tongue #[ verse: redemption ] i am healing by mistake; rome is also built on ruins #[ dynamic: gin and rangiku ] grow from the sorrow in me; the winter in us #happy bappy rangiku here's a gift you'll never forget.