#ask a cryptid and a normie

[jester-lover]

Good day to you!

Your writing is so pleasant and calming, I wanted to see you write something short and sweet which just recently popped into my head.

Idia and whoever else you think would be fun, kissing reader who wore a sweet and sticky lip balm for the first time. What would be their reaction?

Strawberry Chapstick

Feat. Idia, Cater, and Neige, Sebek

good day to you too! thank you so much!! this was a fun post to create!

CW: fluff, embarrassment, sweetness, fem! terms

Idia

He’s actually turning pink rn

My boy finally built up the courage, the confidence, to give you a smooch, and you decide to wear the sweetest strawberry flavored chapstick???

Are you trying to KO him? Not cool, s/o, NOT COOL!

Idia lets out the cutest little abrupt gasp, before gently pushing you away and hiding his face in his hoodie

“Don’t come closer! Your normie tricks will never work on me!”

He’ll eventually crawl his miserable, wet cat looking self closer to you again, trying his best to be nonchalant as he attempts to kiss you again

Plz don’t mind him, he’s never felt the loving touch of a 3d woman before

Cater

:0

HES SUPER SURPRISED

Cater chuckles a little before asking if your lip balm was a special gift just for him

(he's a tease!)

Maybe buys you one of those spicy plumping lip glosses, just bc he prefers spice over sweetness

Cay-Cay thrives off your affection, and he adores being the center of your attention

also he def makes you take one of those cheesy selfies where you're kissing his cheek and he's posing all cute like y'all are on myspace or something

he's so cliche ♡(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭

"Just kiss my cheek and pose for the camera!"

Neige

He's just so happy to be alive around you

when you kiss him with sweet strawberry flavored lip balm, he just sighs and blushes a little

to think, he's finally found his very own princess, who'll make him feel loved and give all his love to

he'll kiss you back too, his lip balm is apple flavored and leaves a little red tint on your lips

if you're lip balm is tinted, Neige will walk around with the stain on his face with pride

"Perhaps I can share another sweet little kiss with you, hm?"

I like to think he's a little bit old fashioned when it come to romance, so the next time you two go on a date, he'll get you a pack of your favorite flavored lip balms and a bouquet of your favorite flowers

Neige is so whimsically in love with you, and the domestic little moments you share

Sebek

The cryptid level shriek this man releases is lowkey astounding

Sebek finally mustered up the will to kiss you and you decided to wear a sweet lip balm?!

His entire face was red and he was slightly shaking

so you poke his cheek and he just releases a flurry of words all at once

"HUMAN! YOU THINK YOU CAN LURE ME IN WITH YOUR SWEET AFFECTIONS??? NEVER! AS A PROUD RETAINER OF-"

he'll wind down eventually, maybe even muster up the courage to ask you for another kiss, very quietly for a boisterous person like him

take care of him he's new to this ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა

Thank you so much for reading, I'm getting back to fanfic as I'm feeling more positive and joyful!

#reader insert #fanfic #fanfiction #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #headcanons #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #neige leblanche #neige leblanche x reader #sebek zigvolt #sebek zigvolt x reader

[meowizard]

tell the people about your wonderful ocs

okay so this ask has been sitting in my inbox for YEONKS for a rainy day im so sorry but hello!!! yes meet my protagonists of my used-to-be-called-cryptid-but-spiralled-and-now-needs-to-be-renamed-desperately au.

(it's based off the idea that if all the cookies were cryptids..,,,,, then who are the normies?? and then separately (literally since i started playing) - these enemies are so cute i wonder why there aren't any gijinkas of them)

BAM! excuse the paper im in maths class rn

look at the line up! the idea is they're all picked up as the story progresses, so they're all representative of the different regions of earthbread. to some extent. we haaaave (L to R)

black licorice (7-ish): was stolen/lost as a baby after the purge (<- hyperbole. not really sure what happens to the cacao kingdom yet) into the licorice sea. 'raised' by the spirits within; meaning he can speak a bunch of languages but is partially if not entirely blind. and also very emo and goopy. ambush type

tropical soda (mid-20s): escaped from the oven and ran to the beach (kinda ovenbreak-adjacent map ig?? idk shit about ovenbreak) and got picked up by au! mango who is a grim reaper. but bc shes not capital-D dead and because of crowned cream cake's crown she escaped from purgatory (tropical soda islands) support type.

pomegranate mousse (teen): sole surviving member of the pomegranate priestesses! wields + cultivates a sapling from The Sacred Tree, currently looking for a place to replant it. magic type

crowned cream (teen): if gingerbrave is the first cookie to escape from the oven, she's the first cake to escape from the tower of chaos! red velvet's 'daughter' in a way.,

very berry (teen): possibly some kind of maid or barmaid looking after hollyberry castle in it's destitution.?? design pending! defence type!

best part is? they're all based off cake hounds!

^ my babies

check out tropisoda's toyhouse page because he's the only one's ive finished :D thank you!!

#<3 #oc tag #tropisoda tag #black liquorice tag #cookie tag #pomegranate mousse tag #crowned cream tag #very berry tag

[lokilickedme]

So if it was just the normies who got stuck on this island, or if the island brought everyone down to baseline human with no powers, would any of your answer change?

This is in reference to this Ask

I don't think much would change - we'd still have King off somewhere away from everyone else, coming down to the beach to drop something dead and edible in the sand every morning and disappear back into the woods like the cryptid he is. Chem!Tom and Pop and Chris setting up a food & drink distribution base and likely taking over the duty of cooking up whatever King dumped on the beach each day. The women setting up house, Pete and Jake building shelters for everyone to live in and a jail for Dave MacDale, Thomas Dowd organizing a basic set of rules to keep the more lawless of the bunch from driving everyone crazy (lookin' at you, Dave and the Puma Club ladies), Chief and the Department pretending to maintain the law and order side of things but spending a lot more time just sort of taking a vacation in the warm sunshine and evading Dowd's little list, and Duncan Lane serenading everyone around the bonfire at night (he'll also be the one to locate and cultivate the island's hallucinogenic flora).

If we've got Lokis walking around with no powers and a couple of Strada minus their flight abilities and superhuman strength thrown into the mix, I figure there's going to be a LOT of snark and lines drawn in the sand, likely resulting in two camps to keep them apart...and Dave's jail cell being perpetually full of everyone except him.

#sorry this took a while #been super busy lately and wanted to save it for when I had some time for it

[ask-a-cryptid-and-a-normie]

*eats a crunchy chick in front of link* how long have you known bozai?

Link: “Everything kinda flowed from there!”

Link: “... wait was it a month?”

Bozai: “It was two days less than a month.”

#ask #link #Bozai #ask a cryptid and a normie #don't mind the faint marks in the background #i had drawings on the other side of the page #also yeah link's sense of time passing is Not Great #story

[manglednatalia]

Truth. A comic book arch-enemy earns their place by viciousness with a personal connection that usually makes shipping unpalatable. Norman's spin on it often takes the Extra icky form of abusive mentor(whether he is a mentor depends on the Earth). Sure, Osborn/GG has moments where his behavior with other men makes it difficult to think he's straight(problematic pan) but, the really weird shit(like tasting a dude's sweat, Which was gross) is still with other adult characters who aren't Peter.

The age gap is the least concerning part (even if Peter is like 20, it's still uncomfy) when taking in consideration the nature of their relationship (Peter being Norman's "dream child")

#but yeah Normie is a bi/pan 'icon' #besides. the are many appealing ships that aren't fucked up #ask #anon #peter parker #spiderman #marvel #norman osborn #green goblin #attic cryptid #also he was tasting some dude's sweat??? like bruno buccellati style???

[paranaturalpop]

I rate your pnat ships by how well they work as foils

I’m Professor Pops, welcome to Literature 405: comparing and contrasting in pnat ships. Love is in the air but all that really matters is narrative symmetry!

Mina and Agent Day (submitted by @anxanhh)

two women on missions who need a confidante. 

Mina is a calculating woman of science with a tender, vulnerable heart deep down that she guards. Day is a fun, giggly love goddess but beneath the surface she is just as calculating.  

They are both focused on their prospective goals to the point of subterfuge. 

They have similar missions, to solve the many mysteries of Mayview, but they’re at odds instead of working together. Will these lone wolves learn to let their walls down and work towards a common goal? 

Their spectral energies are complementary colors!!!!!!!!!!!! 

9/10 so different yet so alike. They should kiss and also develop as people.

Spendcia

Where's that post about paranatural having what my hero academia wants?

These two had interacted in cannon only once before we found out they were dating, power move on Zack’s part

The cousinhood and the consortium seem to have bad blood…. Enemies to lovers????

As teachers, Garcia is tired and phoning it in while spender is energetic and committed. But when it comes to mystery solving Spender is burning himself out while Garcia keeps him grounded.

Garcia does things like pack spender lunches with little hearts drawn on the bag but was surprised to be called his boyfriend. He acts chill but inside he is deeply invested in spender but also knows about spender’s isolating tendencies. 

8/10 there's a reason these two have been off and on again for 6ish years, they’re walking a tightrope of vulnerability.

Imaax (submitted by Rubyya)

The Destiel of Paranatural. No I will not elaborate.

Here’s a pnat history lesson, the original ship name was Maxaac, but Zack weighed in on twitter with a much better alternative: Imaax. Also sometimes called Team Lightning Rod. 

Black and blue colors, just like the emotional bruises they leave on the people around them. 

Isaac wants to be seen as heroic and Max wants to be seen as aloof. It presents in different ways but deep down they both really care what other people think.

They both fear sincerity. Isaac protects himself with theatrics and Max with sarcasm. 

Isaac puts on a big show of having strong ethics but he’s a little mean on instinct. Max puts on a big show of cutting people down with his snark and devil-may-care attitude, but when push comes to shove he’s kind and cares how other people feel. 

Max immediately insults every person he meets and they still want to be best friends with him, while Issac tries so hard to be cool and nice but people just can’t stand him. 

The meta tension between Isaac, who wants so badly to be the protagonist, and Max “magnetic personally” Puckett who is exhausted with being the protagonist, is delicious. 

There’s a reason official art tends to portray them together. They bring out the best in each other. Isaac brakes through Max’s performative pessimism and Max brings Isaac down to earth. 

10/10 these two were written as a pair and it shows.

Suzabel (submitted by Rubyya)

One of my fav tropes is ‘enemies to friends’ where the enemy part is completely one-sided. Isabel probably thinks she and Suzy get along great. 

Both the heads of their respective clubs, but with very different leadership styles. 

Isabel only studies her grandfather's spectral style to please him and is a near master of it, while Suzy is incredibly self-motivated even though her actual skills are lacking. 

Isabel is at a crucial time in her life where she’s learning to distance herself from adult authority figures in order to take on more personal responsibility. Suzy is already blazing with independence and could help her adjust. 

Inversely, Isabel could teach Suzy a thing or two about treating your club members with respect and doing the emotional labor necessary to prevent future conflict. 

Red and pink! Valentines colors! 

Isabel could kill you but would never, Suzy would actually try to kill you. 

Investigative reporter/person living mysterious double life is a great dynamic.

Back when Izzy had Eightfold they had the ship name ‘Paper Girls’ which is awesome

7/10 Don’t ask me how I know this but they would kill at karaoke together. And they’re ok foils.

Bullymagnet

Max ‘too cool for clubs’ vs a boy who defines himself by his tight knit group. 

Max is learning to be less passive aggressive and johnny is learning to be less aggressive aggressive. 

Max’s entry to spectral life was when he injured Johnny and saw a shade of a doctopi on him, and Johnny's first shade was Max's doctopi after the hit ball game. 

Johnny refuses to commit to not bullying max anymore even though he really likes him, and max is working on being nicer but he’s still gonna be snarky with people even though they’re his friends. Old habits die hard. 

If he hadn't seen that shade, Max might have joined Johnny's gang. He has the style, the stunts, the snark. 

8/10 Just two bros whose lives are changing forever.

Isaac and Dimitri (submitted by Rubyya)

Here’s my pitch for a ship name: Brainstorm

Orange and blue are complementary colors. 

Isaac hurt Dimitri accidentally somehow. Hurting others accidentally is the central theme of chapter 5. 

Idealist/pragmatist is a classic dynamic

They both have relationships with their spirit partners that are rooted in fear. 

Dimitri’s self concept is overly dependent on his sense of intellectual superiority, and Isaac’s on ethical superiority. 

7/10 have not directly interacted in the comic yet but the narrative symmetry is there

Johnny and Isabel (submitted by Rubyya)

Burnhound Vs Shockadile

These two are natural leaders who know how to treat their friends with respect.

These jocks are both lethal weapons, but while Isabel is a master martial artist, Johnny is a passionate but blunt instrument.

They’re both going through similar identity crises.

Isabel is struggling to reconcile her violent and disciplined upbringing with a good, gentle heart and Johnny is trying to reconcile his violent and self-centered lifestyle with a developing respect and empathy for other people.

Johnny dies his hair red, so he would think it’s cool how Izzy emits a fiery red aura when excited.

8/10 there's a reason these two were the team leaders in the hit ball arch.

Violet and Lisa (submitted by Rubyya)

People have been theorizing about what kind of cryptid Lisa is since day one meanwhile Violet gives off big normie energy.

Lisa is very plugged into all the Mayview weirdness as the queen of the school underground, while Violet was the only person who thought to go get a teacher during the hit ball arch. Lisa was also the only one who really spoke openly about how something was clearly very wrong with Jeff, everyone else talked around it and played by the so called ‘rules’. Lisa’s secret brokering Vs. Violet’s ‘sunlight is the best disinfectant’ attitude presents two different approaches to trying to survive in a school run by a mysterious shadow organization within a town that contains several other mysterious shadow organizations.

“If you were, I’d have to be jealous too.” just two middle schoolers pinning over their crushes.

7/10 two girls against the world.

Isaac and Johnny

ship name: Firestorm?

Just 2 fiery redheaded mediums with anger management issues that command primal forces and wanna be best friends with max

Johnny chooses to have red spiky hair, Issac has had red spiky hair thrust upon him.

Both met Maxwell Pucket and decided they needed to change for the better.

I’ve said this before but Johnny and Issac have equal and opposite philosophies. Johnny doesn't care about the greater good, he just cares about a small group of people who he loves. Issac cares about the greater good, but can’t connect with individuals and ends up hurting them. Together they form one GoodTM boy.

Both their spirit partners want revenge on Spender. This spells trouble.

If there’s anyone to teach Isaac about unconditional friendship, it’s Johnny

Isaac has sworn off violence and Johnny worships at the altar of it.

9/10 they’ve only interacted in canon once so far but I’ve think we’ve got a big storm coming.

Suzy and Collin (submitted by Rubyya)

The Bakudeku of pnat. I will continue to not elaborate.

Suzy once stole Collin's phone which prompted Collin to try to cut her hair which prompted Suzy to stab Collin and at no point did either of them think to move to a different bus seat. As different as they are they are also very much the same.

Collin is the definition of mouth service (constantly disapproving of suzy’s antics but going along with it anyway.) while suzy is all action.

Despite their different attitudes they both seem genuinely passionate about the journalism club.

Fashion icons. Suzy’s sunglasses and legwarmers, Collins sweater vests and wrist bands, this duo could walk for Paris fashion week: middle school edition.

We’ve gotten an indication that Collin cares a lot about what Suzy thinks of him (taking off his wrist bands when she made fun of Max's) but we haven't gotten any sign yet that the feelings are mutual.

5/10 I think their story is yet to be told and we’ll get to know more about how they compare/contrast to each other in the future. Maybe brought on by Dimitri's betrayal?????

Cody and Isabel (Submitted by @a-bitchtm)

Cody is gay by WOG but that doesn't matter here since we are evaluating thematic compatibility, not romantic compatibility.

Red Vs. Blue

Izzy’s arch about stepping into her role as leader through communication and honesty contrasts Cody’s role as the secret class president. Izzy finally told Isaac the truth about the consortium, while Cody blatantly lied to max about being president.

Both seem to have generally good motivations and the skills/talent to back those motivations up.

Isabel is in the process of unlearning the ‘firm hand’ philosophy that she learned from her grandpa and Cody’s dad straight up tried to mind control him into murdering a toddler.

They were both taught to fall back on their capacity for violence and intimidation but those teachings conflict with the people they really want to be.

6/10 just two kids who are being led astray by authority figures trying to learn to be themselves.

Cody and Collin (Submitted by @gatortavern)

They both like vests.

Both beholden to blood thirsty predators

Collin is a journalist, Cody is a vampire/leader of the shadow government. It’s a huge power move on Cody’s part to hang out with Collin.

Cody’s support of his friends is enthusiastic while Collin would have you believe Suzy has kidnapped him.

4/10 they hang out for a reason but those reasons have yet to be fully developed

Isabel and Max (submitted by @Paranatural-goofiness)

They’re both people who have learned to put up walls to keep people out. Isabel through violence and intimidation, max through sarcasm and mockery. T

he other side of this is their mutual journey to let their walls down and connect with other people more genuinely, starting with each other.

Their search for acceptance and identity has led them both to become incredible athletes. Spectral fist martial arts = shred eagle stunts

As we saw in the hit ball game, Izzy faces things head on while Max is all about evasion. However we’ve seen how Izzy has actually learned to be evasive and guarded about her feelings while Max is a little more forthcoming.

8/10  Never has there been faster friends.

Isaac and Cody (submitted by Rubyya)

Drama kings

Isaac wants the likability Cody has.

Parallels of power: Isaac with power he didn't choose and cant control vs. Cody who also didn’t choose to have his power (elected), but wields it like an instrument.

Involuntary anime hair and involuntary glowing monster eyes

These two definitely both fall under the category of “lawful”.

I can see these two ending up on opposite sides of a conflict because they both have such rigid personal codes and an intense sense of duty.

I know I’ve been approaching almost all of these platonically but Isaac probably really wants a cool vampire boyfriend deep down

 7/10 Unstoppable force, meet immovable object. You two should watch anime together.

Hijack and PJ (submitted by @gatortavern)

They both wanna join the activity club so bad

Both have immature ideas about heroism and villainy. 

Both aspire to heroism while at the same time understanding that they aren't that yet and maybe never will be. 

They both, like many people in this comic, wanna be friends with max.  

5/10 Two supernatural babies who should play wii sports together

Stephen and Isaac (@Gatortavern)

Two boys who are easily overwhelmed

Lawful vs. chaotic

Isaac has enough secrets to give Stephen his conspiracy fix for a long time. 

In their own ways they both just want everything out in the open. 

Isaac is Stephen's dream, someone actually living a secret double life, and Stephen is Issac's dream, someone with a cool scar who would think he’s actually very interesting. 

5/10 these two are both very intense in their own way.

Johnny and Ed (Submitted by @theevilbrainman)

Two souls lost in the wind

Two people for whom friendship and loyalty is central to their character, and they’re both struggling with personal growth because of it. Johnny is afraid to change because his friends have always liked the person he already is, and Ed is struggling to even define himself outside of Isabel, the person he cares about the most. 

Both impulsive and uninhibited. 

They both live lives free from expectation. Johnny’s wild bully persona means no one is surprised by his antics or cruelty, while Grandpa Guerra doesn't really care if Ed takes up phantom fist like Isabel. He actually calls him a freeloader. Not having much expected of you can feel free but it’s also lonely and can warp your self-perception. 

6/10 these two crossed paths at exactly the right time.

I didn't cover every submission because even though only 9 people submitted you sent in 34 ships between you. Pnat’s fanbase is small but very dedicated. 

Honorable mentions: 

Johnny and clear sinuses, submitted by @gaul-the-unmitigated

Isaac and therapy, submitted by both @squidgeons and @somethingfishysgoingon

PJ and Johnny, submitted by @gatortavern, who seems to be under the impression that Johnny Would protect PJ and not destroy him just by breathing near him.

Day and Scabs, submitted by @gatortavern, because funny.

Special thanks to everyone who sent in ship between people who have never interacted in cannon, which was a lot of you. My eyes are opened now, so many possibilities.

#paranatural #pnat #q #ships #valentines #dr. zarei/agent day #imaax #spendcia #suzabel #bullymagnet #shipping #pnat spoilers

[red-dead-cryptids]

Kieran Duffy's basic Cryptid information

Kieran’s cryptid is centered around the Dullahan, a type of Fae creature from Irish folklore. Yes, I know I have a horrible sense of humor, but come on. I wasn’t going to miss this chance.

Cryptid Appearance

Kieran appears as a normal human being in most regards. Most.

He’s a headless rider, often seen carrying his own severed head on his arm, or high above his head.

When his head is attached, there is an appearance of a vivid and ugly scar that circles his whole throat.

When he truly smiles, his smile morphs into a ‘hideously terrifying’ grin that splits his face from ear to ear.

His eyes are small, beady, and black with no differentiating his iris from his pupil. The whites are replaced with a sickly, and almost glowing, yellow color.

His eyes are constantly buzzing and moving about in his head, darting back and forth rapidly. This is worsened by his severe (and just) paranoia.

Kieran wears a long, black cloak that flows behind him as rides with a collar high enough to hide the scar on his neck.

Cryptid Abilities

He can remove his own head, obviously, but he can also reattach it to better blend in with the “normies”.

Kieran’s eyesight goes beyond normal, giving him the ability to see across the countryside even during the darkest of nights. This sight is only heightened when he holds his own head aloft, allowing his sight to reach farther.

By calling out a person’s name, he can draw away their soul, but instead of dropping dead they’re left as nothing more than an aimlessly wandering husk of a person. (Kieran can’t stand this and would rather just kill them than let someone suffer like this).

He can blind a man that looks him dead in the eyes by whipping their eyes out with his (still unused) whip. Granted, there are no records of him ever having done this so far.

He has a special intuition of knowing when death is coming for one’s soul.

Character (AU) Trivia

Kieran, when he has his head in place, actually blends in with “normal” humans quite well.

The Cryptid trait he still possesses is his black and yellow eyes.

He gets monstrous urges to blind a man with his whip for watching him as he goes about his day (or night). He holds back these urges quite well, but they’re always there.

He rarely speaks, and when he does it’s in short, choppy sentences that don’t make too much sense unless you have the patience to sit and listen to what Kieran’s trying to communicate.

He’s usually always seen with his horse, Branwen.

He has a nasty habit of “losing his head”. It falls off at inopportune times basically.

Technically, there is really no defense against a Dullahan’s abilities seeing as they’re “Death’s Heralds”, but Kieran (like most Dullahan) is vastly averse to golden (or any precious metal) objects, bordering on irrationally frightened by them and to the point that they drive him away. If thrown on the ground before him, he will suddenly stop and turn to run away.

He carries around a whip, despite never using it, made of the spine from a human corpse. It was a gift from his late father.

The lantern he carries is a human skull w/ a candle inside.

Locked doors tend to burst open to let Kieran through, whether he wants them to or not.

Kieran favors nighttime to daytime a great deal.

Against his own wishes, he’s typically drawn towards the homes of the dying as if pulled by a string.

Bonus Information: Branwen

Branwen’s saddle is adorned with bones and designed with funeral objects (i.e. coffins, tombstones, etc).

Rides so quickly and ferociously that fire and sparks emanate from both Branwen’s nostrils and her hooves as she charges forward, said hooves make thundering claps like lightning as they strike the ground.

She shares her rider’s distaste and fear of precious metals like gold.

She refuses to let anyone but Kieran mount her, feed her, brush and pet her, or just about do anything for her.

~~~~~~~

Yeah, I’ll add more to both Kieran and Arthur eventually. Maybe sketch out their Cryptid appearances and profiles while I’m at it. I’m not sure who’s basic info I’ll do next, any suggestions or preferences are welcome though, and, as always, asks are still open.

#red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #red dead fandom #monsters au #cryptids au #red dead cryptids au #van der linde gang #kieran duffy

[osopine]

Dub Oso: frat boy voice but.. acceptably so. Like he’s the frat boy at parties whos obnoxious with his jokes but is then always asking “are you ok to drive? We’re not leaving you out of things either, are we?” And then joins you at the snack table as you awkwardly loiter. 11/10

Dub Kara: IMMENSELY powerful, holy hell. This is a 24 year old?? Are you deadass? He sounds like Bishonen Bojack Horseman, this is NOT A HUMAN WITH MORTAL VOCAL CHORDS talking. N/A, the scale is broken.

Dub Choro: Normie Kermit. Perfectly appropriate. 10/10, wanna smack him

Dub Ichi: ...Way too normal. Like a kind of background character but not really background character. Yamcha? 5/10.

Dub Jyushi: It is SO PUT ON, it feels like Jyushi’s humor was never meant to be contained in English. Like Japanese was just BARELY capable of getting his unearthly sintax across, but English just completely fails him. It’s like if an American said “I’m in hospital,” rather than, “I’m in the hospital,” it just feels so uncannily off. It’s like a B-list Youtube streamer that you can TELL is forcing their own laughter and KNOWS there’s no offramp from this career. 5/10.

Dub Totty: Probably the best one? They really got his “bitchy bottom” vibe spot on. It actually feels like someone’s speaking voice, unlike the others. I was really worried they’d make his voice too deep or just a carbon copy of whatever Oso’s would be, but with a cartoonishly over the top lisp. Like toxic, stereotypically gay overkill? They didn’t do that. “You’re like the Anti-Viagra.💕” 10/10.

Dub Hatabou: A fucking?? Rugrats?? They’re indistinguishable. They got Tara Strong for this shit? Surely she’s out of their budget. Disgusting, grating, but frankly, appropriate. 10/10.

Dub Iyami: Fucking feral. Barely French at all, as it should be. Like you can tell they said to the guy “can you come off as a dumpster demon? Like a skinny cryptid who eats applecores and lingers behind 7/11 with unnaturally glowy cat eyes in the darkness?” And the VA just NAILED that request. 10/10.

Dub Chibita: I have NOT heard it, I REFUSE to hear it, lest it soil my idealized mental image of him that I’ve been meticulously constructing since 2015. He is my HUSBAND, you canNOT improve upon perfection, many greats have met their downfall trying. Leave him be. ?/10

ok you're like 100% right for oso, choro, ichi, totty

BUT i rly like dub chibita??? i rly like it and love how violent some of his lines are but also you're right it's so hard to improve perfection.

iyami doesn't even say zansu but he sounds so cartoony i feel like it evens out. but like barely.

i love dub jyushi tho!!!! maybe it’s bias bcos that's tmnt 2003 leonardo being goofy but i like him!! i think jyushi's suffering more from the writing than his voice 🤧

karamatsu's markiplier now he does funny let's plays on the internet of baldi's basics

#long post// #i fucking love all your descriptions of their voices im gonna give you a 15/10 #president frankenstein #asks

[rubyredsparks]

An Imposter’s Heart

Relationships: Anxceit (Platonic), everyone else is just friendships

Characters: Virgil, Janus “Deceit”, Patton, Logan, Roman, Emile, Remy, various ocs 

Tags: Among Us, Video Games - Freeform, Magic, Friendships, Queerplatonic Relationships, Cursing, Platonic Relationships, Chronic Illness, Card Tricks, Mentions of Quarantine, mentions of burn scars, mentions of vitiligo

Word Count: 3175

Summary: Quarantine sucks, especially if you're a chronically ill streamer and let's player. But it's nice to have friends and partners there to support you all the way.

And to accuse of murder.

AO3

"Is this your card?" Janus smirks when he holds up an eight of hearts, his audience clearly freaking out when it inevitably becomes clear that it is in fact their card. “I thought so, goodbye.” He clicks the button that takes him to the next participant.

“Hello,” he says, tipping his hat. While it has become difficult in getting gigs booked when he’s an amatuer magician (he’s not so much amatuer but young) becoming a MeTuber actually has become a much more entertaining way of living his dream and fucking over other people’s minds with illusions.

It’s much more fun, and much more lucrative.

“You’re that— that magician snake guy. Uhh, Deceit, right?” the participant says, clearly recognizing him. “I recognize you because of your whole—” a hand waves in front, gesturing towards a cheek.

Janus has never been one to shy away from his scars or his vitiligo, embracing them as his aesthetic and as much of his character as he can. And Virgil says it reminds him of scales and he definitely plays that up with makeup, adding to the whole snake character.

Janus nods in the affirmative, “I’m just here wondering if you can guess how I do this card trick. Would you like to guess?”

“Yeah! My grandpa was a magician and really liked to do card tricks. Maybe I can guess it!” they say eagerly.

Janus chuckles, flipping a card back and forth with his fingers. He doubts it. This trick he came up with all on his own. “Wonderful,” he murmurs. He singularly flips one card between two hands, forming a diamond with his thumb. He does it a few times, making sure that his participant sees the card appear and reappear a few times.

“Oh! I know how you do that. You— you take the card and put it between your fingers on your other hand behind your palm—”

“Really?” Janus says, doing it again. He looks down at his hands, feigning looking them over, spreading his fingers wide and then turning his hands back and forth to show that no card rested behind his fingers. “How do you do that?” he scratches his head, biting down a smile when his participant gawks at him.

“No, really, how do you do that?” Janus says with a faux sincere smile.

“I cannot,” his participant says, ducking their head and logging off to show the loading screen.

He chuckles, logging off of Omagle. Turning towards his camera, he smiles mysteriously. “Thank you for watching, I hope to see you on the morrow.” With a flirtatious wave, Janus turns off his camera.

With a sigh, he slumps back into his chair, groaning at yet another video he has to edit soon if he wants to make his weekly update. Being a MeTuber, as fun as it seems and is at times, is utterly exhausting. Not to mention what his roommate and partner deals with on a constant basis.

While he has gotten a bit of a subscriber jump ever since he played a few games of Amidst Us with the Sanders Shows gang, he won’t even begin to explain the hoops and valleys that his roommate went through to get such a jump.

Virgil, or as called by his online persona Corpse Emo, has gotten a 3 million subscriber jump ever since the normies as Janus liked to call them got addicted to his deep and soothing voice. Generally anxious, Virgil had freaked out. A Lot.

But Virgil loves being a MeTuber, Janus knows. He loves reading scary stories and making conspiracy theories about cryptids and other spooky things. But Janus also knows that Virgil gets freaked out by large numbers and performing if he doesn’t have everything handled.

Which is why he’s a faceless MeTuber and just a deep, soothing voice that people love to listen to. Something that Virgil is able to handle and control, to an extent. He obviously can’t help the fact that he has an incredibly recognizable voice or hair or hands.

So he compensates by being the main source of income and stays home while Janus goes out and gets the groceries and food. The little shit is lucky that Janus cares for him.

He hears the door to Virgil’s recording room open, and he blinks lazily. Groaning, he pulls himself up and stretches on his way out, only wearing half his usual attire and layers. With a scratch to his cheek, he leaves to meet Virgil out in the hallway.

“Gamer bladder?” Janus asks dryly when he sees Virgil zip through to the bathroom. He looks much too freaked to truly be in need of the restroom, eye bags darker than usual, so Janus assumes that Virgil needs to de-stress and take a moment to himself. The needs of the people too great and demanding. Janus can sympathize, fans can be the absolute worst sometimes.

Virgil flips him off, closing the door with a sharp thud. “Go entertain my chat,” Virgil’s words come out muffled behind the door, “they keep asking when Snake-Eyed Deceit is coming back on to play. It’s so fucking annoying.”

Janus would believe the indignation if Virgil doesn’t sound so fond. “You know I’m not much of a gamer, Virge,” Janus reminds him patiently.

“Just talk to them,” Virgil mutters, and Janus imagines Virgil curling into their bathtub with his hoodie drawn tight around him, lights turned off to complete the room. “Play a game if I take too long. It’s proximity anyway.”

Janus raps on the door lightly, “Just remember to drink some water. Did you take your meds?”

“Yes, mom,” Virgil rasps out, voice scratchy. “Fuck off.”

With a sigh, Janus raps an affirmative on the wood door and meanders his way down to Virgil’s recording room. He taps out a few greetings in chat, and then moves Virgil’s character blob in game.

“Emo, you’re back!” one of Virgil’s streamer friends cheers, doing a little wiggle in game.

“Not exactly,” Janus says into the mic lowly. A glance down at the chat shows them exploding in greetings to him with which he responds back politely. Doesn’t hurt to try and get new followers.

“Oh, it’s the Snake guy,” another says, and this voice Janus knows all too well.

“Hello to you, too, Roman,” Janus purrs. “Or should I call you Valkyrome? What a particularly creative name. Combining mythologies. Tell me, did you want to be a Valkyrie as a child.”

Roman puffs up, voice flustered, “Perhaps, they are one of the greatest warriors in Norse myths.”

“Oh, yes, I’m sure,” Janus says. He moves into the customization section of the game, changing from Virgil’s signature black and cat ears to yellow and a top hat. He keeps the name however, too lazy to change that. “How is everyone? It’s been a while since I’ve talked to you all. Yes, hello to you as well, chat.”

“Salutations, Snake,” Logic or Logan says monotonously in greeting. “I’m doing well.”

“HI, JAN!” Cupcake Harts, otherwise known as Patton Hart, cheers. Janus can’t help but twitch at the exorbitant cheerfulness, grating on his nerves a bit. Nothing against Patton, but the relentless sunshine can burn just a tad overwhelming sometimes.

Nevertheless, fondness tugs at his heart, “Hello again, Cupcake.”

“Is Corpse okay?” he asks, concern lacing every word. “He didn’t sound so lively last round. Is the kiddo good?”

“The Emo will be alright, but he gave me permission to play a few rounds as his little character for a bit if that would be alright.”

“Of course!” Patton says happily. “We don’t mind, do we?” Everyone else starts to overlap with words of reassurance at that, and Janus smiles. If anything, Janus is glad that Virgil was able to make friends this year. It has boosted the man’s confidence much more than it had been even if there is still some of that self-consciousness and anxiety that lingers.

“Alright, let’s start.” Logan cuts through the cacophony and the game counts down from five to begin.

---

“CUPCAKE WAS FAKING TASKS!” Roman screams when the meeting is called up, repeating it as much as he can. He clicks to vote instantly, not letting Patton explain.

Janus snickers at that, knowing for a fact that he was the imposter along with Remy.

“Roman, kiddo, do you really think that I would fake tasks with so many people in the room? I mean I could be the imposter, but I was alone so many times with Jodie.”

“He was,” Jodie confirms, “I don’t think that Cupcake is the imposter, he could’ve killed me so many times in specimen.”

“No, no Jodie, I mean I could be the imposter but that doesn’t mean that I couldn’t marinate you. I could just be playing a long game.”

“Ugh, he’s doing that double speak again,” Roman groans. “Cupcake, are you the imposter or not?”

“No, but I mean I could be,” Patton says with a mischievous tone that made Janus roll his eyes.

Janus skips his vote quickly, “Let’s just skip, there’s only one person dead.”

A murmur of agreement follows Janus’ declaration.

“Let me postulate this, but I think that the imposters are Deceit and Sleep.”

“How dare you—?” Remy immediately starts in on Logan, false offense filling up his words and making him much louder. Incessant clicking from their keyboard as rage fills their heart. “I will have you know that I was nowhere near the kill. You know what, I think it’s Specs, actually, he keeps framing me.

“Well, let’s settle down now,” Emile, otherwise known as Dr. Stitch, tries to intervene. “It’s only the first round of the game after all.”

“Uh, no can do, doc, not when my integrity is on the line.”

“What integrity,” Virgil mutters, and Janus whirled around in Virgil’s desk chair to see him leaning on the frame of the door.

“Is that Emo??” Patton squeals happily, “Hi! Are you taking over for Deceit? The game’s just started.”

Virgil shakes his head even though the only ones who can see are himself and Janus, his thick purple-brown curls falling in front of his brown eyes, “Nah, let Dee have a turn murdering everyone, I know he enjoys it.”

“Liess and slander,” Janus hisses, purposefully elongating his ‘s’ to make him seem more snake like.

“Does that mean Dee’s an imposter!?!” Roman screams as the meeting panel falls away and the little characters start running around crazily.

“I’m not the imposter, I’m not the imposter,” Janus lies reassuringly, shooting a dark glare at Virgil behind him as the taller one stifles his giggles, hiding the amusement in his eyes behind his hair.

He settles into Janus’ lap, completely obscuring the screen and his view of the game. “Emo, please let me play the game.”

“Hmm,” Virgil hums, tucking his head underneath Janus’ chin, a feat in and of itself given the height difference, “no, I’m comfortable. I’ll just sit here and talk to chat.”

With a sigh, Janus continues the arduous task of running around in the game with the much difficult challenge of having an emo in his lap. Virgil, for his part, looks very content and Janus can’t help but run his fingers through curly purple-brown hair.

“Hello, Roman.”

Roman yelps, “Who said that? How can you see me?” The lights in the game have been turned off and have been for a while, and Janus is taking advantage of the fact that Roman has been left in the far left hand corner of the map where people rarely go.

“Oh, Roman, Roman, Roman,” Janus says, tongue curling on his name with a knife. Roman screams, protesting and shouting for Janus not to do it. “Sorry about that, Ro,” Janus says with a manic giggle as he slices through Roman’s character.

“Big yikes,” Virgil murmurs. “No, chat, I’m not gonna do that, stop suggesting it. Anyway, yeah, I’m gonna be having some major collabs soon with some artists and I have so many cool projects on the way. Thank you guys so much for everything. We wouldn’t have gotten this far without you.”

“Aww, is that you, Emo? Are you talking to chat while Deceit plays?” Leslie pipes up, running close and in circles around Janus’ little blob character.

“Yup,” Virgil pops the last letter, “and guess what?”

“What?” Leslie asks just as Janus’ kill cooldown hit zero.

Janus clicks kill and Leslie screams in protest, her outrage cutting off when the body flops down onto the map. Virgil snorts out a laugh, cackling as Janus smiles indulgently, running around crazily on the map.

A new meeting is called up, this time two people have been killed, clearly shown on screen as having died: Roman and Leslie.

“Guys, guys, guys. I think Remy is the imposter,” Patton is saying. He’s the one who reported Leslie’s body“I’m pretty sure I saw him vent in electrical.”

“Excuse me, Kingdom Hearts!” Remy interrupts rudely. “I wasn’t even in electrical this round. You should get your prescription checked.”

“We needn’t vote here,” Logan interjects sagely. “We are, after all, on seven. But, need I remind you that Remy has been suspicious two rounds now and this time two bodies have been killed. I believe it would be wise to vote him off.”

“Uh uh, glasses here. I know you’re Mr. Big Brain and everything, but I am telling you that it ain’t me,” Remy takes a large sip of whatever drink he has on hand to emphasize his point.

With almost agreed silence, everyone votes and it’s an almost unanimous decision to vote off Remy, causing him to squawk.

“Oh no, you guys really voted for him? You guys voted him off?” Patton is saying as Remy starts screaming curse words and regret.

“What do you mean? You’re the one who said that you caught him venting—”

Janus starts to walk off, the conversation dying out the further he went. He walks to a secluded side of the map, making sure that no one can see as he waits for the cooldown.

“Think you can pull it off?” Virgil asks.

“Without a doubt,” Janus responds.

“What are you guys talking about?” Jodie walks up, suspicion in her question.

“Oh nothing,” Virgil starts, “except this—” and Janus clicks to kill.

Virgil starts talking to both chat and the other players as Janus starts his murder spree quietly. The two of them work as partners, Virgil talking and distracting the players as Janus offs them one by one.

Janus accidentally kills a person in front of someone else, but luckily he didn’t seem to see. “Okay, so I think this was Dragon,” Jace is saying.

Dragon immediately protests, “What do you mean? Where’s the body?”

“Emo, you just walked into admin, right? Did you see Dragon run out?” Jace asks.

“Um, maybe, I think so, yeah?” Virgil says, playing dumb.

“Then it’s Dragon. They were the one to kill, I saw them run out of admin just as the body flopped. Emo, back me up here.”

“Wait, what? I wasn’t even near—”

“AND they were sus last round, so.”

Quite easily, Dragon is voted off, but the game continues.

“I don’t get it, I thought it was Dragon and Sleep,” Jace says.

“Unless it was a self-report,” Logan posits. “You could’ve been caught by Dragon or Emo and you just reported to throw suspicion off yourself.”

Janus called up the meeting button, and Virgil got ready to speak, “Well, we could always 50/50 it. One of them has to be the imposter, right? We’re sure we got out one of them earlier with Remy and if it wasn’t Dragon, then it has to be Jace.”

“No, listen, Emo, I am begging you. I am on my knees, literally in real life right now, don’t vote for me, I am innocent. Please, I’m literally on my knees right now! It’s not me!!”

“Patton, I’m trusting you here,” Logan says. “Do you really think it’s Jace and not Emo?”

“Emo wouldn’t do that to us,” Patton says, though a bit unsurely, “and here’s the thing if Emo’s the imposter then he’ll win and get his video, but if he’s not then we win as crewmate. Either way, it’s a win-win situation!”

“What? Guys! That’s not how this works,” Jace pleads. “Please, it’s not me! I’m serious.”

But too late, the votes come in and Jace is voted out, his character yeeted out into space. And the game continues.

Logan screams in realization, “Patton, I trusted you! It’s Emo, it’s Emo. Oh my goodness. Patton, run! Run!”

“Logan, I have been waiting for this moment my entire life—” Virgil says manically as Logan starts to lose it, running around and screaming at Patton that he trusted Patton and that they voted off the wrong person.

Virgil calls a sabotage and starts to really race after Logan.

“Logan, I was right!” Patton says, slowly trailing after them just to keep up with the conversation. “That means Emo does get to have his video. And I get to be in it! Either way, it’s a win!”

Janus loses it, laughing just as hard as everyone else when Virgil finally manages to click the kill button, the victory screen loading up just as quickly as everyone’s voices come back loud and cheery.

“Good game, everybody—”

“Emo, that was hilarious—”

“Patton, I trusted you—”

“YOU GUYS VOTED ME OUT???—”

Virgil smiles up at Janus from his perch on Janus’ lap, contentment swimming in those brown eyes. Janus is helpless to smile back, even if he’s a bit overwhelmed by the noises. He nuzzles the top of Virgil’s head, burying his face in dark purple-brown curls.

“That was an amazing game, oh my gosh—”

Virgil buries himself into Janus’ warm body, a catlike grin stretching across his face. “Good job, Jan,” he whispers, making sure that chat doesn’t hear the name.

“I think you should be getting that congratulations, little Emo nerd,” Janus says dryly. “You got the final kill of the game after all.”

“Hey, Emo and Dee cheated! They worked together—!”

“We were using one character, jackass! It’s not our fault you guys didn’t think it was us!” Virgil yells back in retaliation, laughter edging on his words. More protests and compliments and whatnot continued as the gamers started arguing over each other again.

Warmth wraps around Janus like a warm hug and he wraps his own arms around Virgil as he continues heckling and joking around with friends, a new game already started. Virgil squirms in his hold to sit in his lap properly so that Virgil’s back is to Janus’ chest, moving to get comfortable.

“Alright, we won’t play together again—” Virgil is saying. Janus just holds Virgil in his lap tightly, contentment curling around him and settling into his stomach like a warm meal.

Sometimes life sucks, giving you chronic illness or vitiligo and burn scars. But sometimes life doesn’t suck so much when you have friends by your side and laughter surrounding you.

A/N: @sanderssidesgiftxchange Hi, @emo-does-things!!! I was your Secret Sanders this year and I hope I was able to fulfill your wish! I honestly couldn’t decide between the two things that I wrote, so you get two fics! Happy Winter and I hope you’re staying safe and that you enjoyed this!!!

#anxeit #anxiet #virgil sanders #janus sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #various ocs #among us #emile picani #remy sanders #sleep sanders #secret sanders gift exchange #my writing

[iggytheperson]

Professor Bigfoot’s speech in “Stephen and the Suspension of Disbelief”; compiled for ease of analysis

-henry from the comments writes in: “first time last time. tuned in for traffic + weather and got two dudes rambling about conspiracy theories like a terrible podcast. cryptids, aliens, psychic powers, GHOSTS...seriously, what makes you dorks believe in all this junk?” well HENRY - hold on, i’m gonna need the soundboard for this one...-

[ Actually, if I may...That’s an excellent question, Henry. What does make us believe in “all this junk?”

Now to me, it’s understandable why conspiracy theorists get a bad rap, but I believe what makes us believe stems from some of the simplest instincts that make us human. ]

-well professor, this sounds like a super slow burn you’re cooking up, just a really ‘round about roast, but partner if you’re down to dunk i’m up to alley-oop. ahem...what sort of instincts, professor?-

[ Well the first, I’d say, is skepticism...the basic building blocks of rationality itself. The human body is rebellious, you see. It questions. It denies authority. Despite every would-be jailer’s efforts, it is just not good at doing what it’s told.

In minds like ours, that healthy skepticism is simply heightened to its peak, the same way an Olympic athlete perfects their physical health. Through practice. For instance, most people just accept that the moon is real, but if you told me so, I’d say “how come?” And if you said there’s no such thing as Loch Ness Monsters, I’d say “not with that attitude there isn’t.” This is what it means to practice healthy skepticism. ]

-...is...is it?-

[ Ho ho, exactly, my dear friend, exactly. But yes, yes it is. And it’s a vital mental muscle to build up!

After all, you never know when having the strength to not believe in things might lead you to a cause you DO believe in. Which leads me to the next instinct...

RIGHTEOUSNESS.

Allow me to explain. Righteousness is a flame that sparks at the friction between our sense of right and of wrong. While the average person’s sense of right and wrong is limited to what their other senses can perceive, we conspiracy theorists can extend our senses further, and sense the world’s ambient wrongness without the need for evidence. ]

-wow! like, uh, spider man.-

[ No, friend. Even better than Spider-Man. But with greater power than Spider-Man comes greater responsibility than Spider-Man: the responsibility not just to rage against injustice...but to keep our rage in check. You see, with all that extra surface area inside our field of perception, the flame of righteousness we bear, unleashed, becomes a WILDFIRE.

Now, some might say that our extraordinary abilities make us larger than life, that our unmatched fury makes us monstrous, but I would argue that being superhuman make us just that: super human. We’re just as likably flawed as we are superior to normies, and sensing wrong, raging against it, does not always mean our strength’s enough to set it right.

Still, I like to think that even a little guy can tower over evil if he has the moral high ground, uses the weight of their sins against them, and gets some help from his fellow underdogs.  

At least...that’s what I like to think.

Liking to think, what’s more human than that? A conspiracy theorist knows that every answer’s found by someone looking for it. We entertain the possibilities that entertain us! Skepticism guides us, righteousness fuels us, but if you ask what makes us believe, well...to quote my favorite documentary series, the X-Files, we WANT to believe. 

We fill the unknown with our pet theories and seek the truth to greet like an old friend. Ask yourself, “what do I want?” You might find, like us, that you believe your wish could -WILL- come true...with no evidence besides what’s in your heart. ]

-in...in my heart? what i...want?-

[ That’s right, friend, what do you want? ]

-i...want...to...make...henry...feel bad?-

[ Is that really what you want? 

We conspiracy theorists might like to think we’re guided by facts and reason, but truthfully we’re following our hearts. Because of this, we might not always reach our destination, but we’re guaranteed to enjoy every step of the way. ]

-hey, professor bf...i know we...agreed not to talk about what happened at chupacon ‘99, but...if your feelings haven’t changed, do you think you’d want to--

[ ALAS. The heart, I fear, is a double-edged sword. Wishful thinking- Thinking with our hearts- It might give us direction, but...that doesn’t always mean it’s made us face the truth.

Sometimes, the world we build up in our hearts is not the one we live in. Why do we believe, you ask? Because...to err is human, and that’s all I’ve claimed we are all along. Still, a steadfast, unyielding clock is right twice a day. Are we willing to bet on those slim odds? Are we ready to face the reality of our fantasies, should they become real? 

So...that’s that. Skepticism, righteousness, a willingness to bet on what we love...I can’t say they’re always virtues, but our hearts are in the right place, at least. Our instincts, too, perhaps, if not our theories...Sometimes, listener, I suspect...that the greatest trick this world’s worst devils pulled was hiding in plain sight, and convincing us we had to search for evil.

It’s no hidden secret that the system’s filled with willing pawns of power...Those at the top grab for more control in daylight, not in darkness. We rightfully fear secretive manipulation, chemicals and waves, but the most persuasive pressure’s from our peers, the status quo need only preach “it’s with us or against us”, and one convert can make agents of us all.

Then there’s doomsday conspiracies...the many means by which our Earth could end. We’re sure they’re waiting in the wings: evil schemes, unnatural disasters hidden behind friendly faces, our leader’s secrecy, or the sheer scale of the unknown world itself.

But...I cannot help but wonder, if we focus on apocalypses covert and fantastical...

I cannot help but fear, dear listener...that we entertain a grand finale to existence just to entertain ourselves, and distract us from the mundane end in sight.

So...where does that leave us? My fellow conspiracy theorists...what ARE we? Are we shepherds heeded only in hindsight, crying wolf into our flock’s deaf ears? Or are we sheeple herd ourselves, unwittingly echoing domesticated dogma in bleating harmony with power?

If our dogged whistleblowing’s sirens of alarm serve as the dog whistle siren song that leads the system’s lambs to slaughter, then perhaps we’re more sheepdogs in lone wolf’s clothing. 

Maybe where THAT leaves us is what answers who we are...Learning your leash’s length, would you obey? Or bite the hand that holds it?

Maybe these endless questions are the truth of who we are, and our theories aren’t meant to become fact. Maybe we don’t want answers. Perhaps our path is paved with stones best left unturned. 

Perhaps...and perhaps not. In the end, it’s our choice. Knowing what we know, what we feel, and why we feel it...Knowing what we DON’T know...who we are, and where we’re headed...These opposites have undeniable attraction. 

Together, they form a theory’s essence - A root in reality. A seed of unexplored mystery. Whether the tension between the two grows into something more...THAT’S our choice. With our facts and fears laid bare...do we commit to this pursuit? Or let our truth remain conspiracy?

But I’ve rambled enough. If you have another question, I’ll be waiting. Until then..

I hope this answer will suffice. ]

-THIS has been 98.6 ‘the fever’, bringing you nothing but the best in traffic and weather, and I do mean nothing but. hahahaaa don’t snitch okay. i need this. AHEM until next time, what do we say, professor?-

[ As always...no matter what tomorrow holds, be it bad traffic or bad weather...I believe we’ll make it through. Because, more than anything else...I believe in us. ]

#paranatural #professor bigfoot

[cerolinda]

Look, I have to ask because it’ll come up at some point, but is Pucci just some normie human monsterfucker in the cryptid au? Does he actually know Dio or does he just run a conspiracy blog with horny undertones after seeing him be weird in the distance one night when walking home?

dheohekebrkensks I don't know, but Pucci running a conspiracy theory blog is dnkdndksnsks like

"Vampires are real and one fixed my foot behind a 7-Eleven"

#enrico pucci #jjba #cryptid!au #dio brando #ask

[sleepy-n-soft]

CAMP CAMP ASK MEMES/M!As

Questions:

(note: these are for both counselors and campers! (and if ur character isn’t at camp, feel free to adjust these questions as much as you like!))

🌲-What is your favorite camp activity?

🍃-What is your least favorite camp activity?

🌿 - Do you like camp? If so, why or why not?

🌷-How do you feel about nature?

🌼-Who is your favorite counselor/co-worker?

🌻-Who is your favorite camper/friend? 

☘️-How do you feel about the other rivaling camps?

🌱-Do you plan to come back to camp next year?

🍃-Do you have a cult/normal counterpart that you’re aware of? 

🍄-Are you scared of anything at this camp?

🌹-What’s your favorite plant/flower?

🐇-Do you consider yourself to be physically active?

🍂-How do you cope with stress?

🍁-What are your favorite games to play?

🌾-What are your hobbies?

🌞-Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

🦗-Are you okay with bugs?

🐻-How are you with animals?

🦋-What have you learned about yourself while at camp?

🌕-Have you ever been on Spooky Island?

⛅️-Is there anything you’re looking forward to at camp?

☄️-Do you have/used to have a religion? If so, what?

⚡️-Do you play any instruments?

🐾-How do you feel about the camp mascot?

🔥-How do you like your marshmallows cooked? 🌚 - Have you seen the Quarter Master recently?

--

M!AS:

(Muns get to decide on anything that isn’t established by the anon! However, they have the right to overrule the anon.)

🎵 Camp Songs - Your muse has to respond in song/poetry for _ asks!

🕙  Age Swap - If your muse is a camper, they become a counselor for _ asks! If they’re a counselor, they become a camper for _ asks!

💫  Camp Swap - Your muse is suddenly a camper/counselor at _ for _ asks! (Bonus points if your muse acts like they have been at that camp the whole time)

🐶 Woodland Creature - Your muse is now an animal of your choosing for _ asks!

💥 Cryptid Swap - Your muse is now a cryptid for _ asks! (If your muse is already a cryptid, they can become a different one, or just become a human!)

👻 Possession - Your muse is now possessed by a ghost for _ asks!

🌌 Cult of Personality - Your muse is now a cultist for _ asks! (If your muse is already a cultist, they become a normie instead!)

🎭 Attitude Swap - Your muse’s attitude towards the camp completely changes for _ asks! ☕️ Caffeine rush - Your muse is hyped up on caffeine for _ asks! 🤫 Honesty is Best Policy - Your muse must tell the truth for _ asks! 🤐 Language! - Your muse can’t cuss for _ asks! 🥀 Pissed Mother Nature - Your muse is attacked by animals and plants for _ asks! 💦 Under The Weather - Your muse is sick for _ asks! 🙊 Animal Whisperer - Your muse can understand and talk to animals for _ asks! 🌳 Forest Wanderer - Your muse is lost in the woods for _ asks! 👪 Parents Day - Your muses parents/relatives answer questions for _ asks! 🐙 Blood Moon - Your muse is replaced with the octopus from S4E5, and must answer any questions about the muse in a cryptic manner for _ asks! (Muse is not aware of this)

🎲 Blank Card - M!A makes up a magic anon themselves! ((I also plan to make an ask meme based on camp camp episodes, so keep an eye out for that!))

#camp camp #rp ask meme #ask meme #cc ask meme #camp camp ask meme #cc rp #cc rp blog #((please send if you rb from me!)) #✧･ﾟ: *ɪ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ → ᴀsᴋ ᴍᴇᴍᴇs

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

Hi!!!! 06. for the ominous asks????

hi babs!!! thanks so much for the ask 🖤💫

06. what's a cryptid from your country or state?

oooo this is such a fun one! honestly there are some pretty ridiculous ones from my home state of NC.

like when North Carolinians tried to be Scottish and basically came up with our own version of the Loch Ness monster, but it resides in the depths of fucking Lake Norman. which is. a man made lake. as if a mythological creature would ever debase itself to that degree. also the creature is literally just a giant fucking alligator. and they called it Normie i just- (we are neither smart nor creative okay).

then there's The Beast of Bladenboro which sounds intriguing and slightly daunting in name, but it's literally just a giant fucking cat that people claim goes around at night mutilating pets and livestock in the area. as if Bladenboro NC isn't a small town with less than 2000 people in the middle of fucking nowhere with probably a less-than-competent police force as the single line of defence for solving bizarro cases. there's no reason that this could just be idk,,,,,, a psychopath prowling the farmlands? no. it's a giant. fucking. cat.

but my favourite cryptid based in North Carolina, and my only serious response to this question, actually comes from Cherokee legend. now, i claim absolutely zero background in Native American mythology, so if anyone is more acquainted with it and has corrections/additions, they are more than welcome on this post (wikipedia is my only saving grace, folks).

so, according to Cherokee tradition, the Moon-Eyed People were a diminutive race that inhabited the Appalachian Mountains. unable to see in daylight, the Moon-Eyed People were nocturnal, characterised by deathly pale skin and long beards.

the Cherokee fought a war against them. on the final battle, they attacked during a full moon, when even the moon's light was too bright for the Moon-Eyed People's eyes. the Cherokee triumphed that night, driving the Moon-Eyed People underground where they are said to remain to this day.

the only prevailing evidence of the Moon-Eyed People's existence are a series of ancient ruins (said to have once been buildings) dotted along the Appalachian Trail, and an 850-foot-long stone wall at the border of North Carolina and Georgia that dates back to the 5th/6th century C.E.

#thanks for the ask!!! #this was fun! #mythology! #lore! #i love it all #barbaralillymichaelharperjames #ominous asks #asked and answered

[lydsdeetz]

tagged by: @medicalmask yeeeheheheh

1. nickname: NICO!!! i also go by nick/nicky but that’s for family and rlly close friends

2. zodiac: cancer sun, aquarius moon, leo rising!

3. height: 5′5 :~)

4. hogwarts house: GRYFFINDOR. NO THOUGHTS, HEAD EMPTY. STUPID TIME

5. last thing I googled: pokemon sword and shield currydex :~)

6. favorite musicians: PARAMORE AND THE REGRETTES ARE ALL TIME FAVS i also rllyyyyy love mcr :~))

7. song stuck in my head: into the unknown.............

10. do you get asks: no!! i only rejoined tumblr like last week but i used to 

11. amount of sleep: UH IT DEPENDS i usually get like 8ish, 9-10 on a good day :~)

12. what are you wearing: really old knockoff paramore shirt and some pajama shorts :~)

13. dream job: realistically? probably anything involving computers :~)) my DREAM job is to perform on broadway which is sillay

14. dream trip: i want to go to america!! and sweden!! take me to my family

15. instruments: i know like a couple of chords on the guitar and i know how to play the ukulele!!

16. languages: english and tagalog :~)

17. 5 favorite songs as of now: into the unknown, dead mom, sanctuary, take that man, marshmallow world. im a normie i know

18. if you were an animal: DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG or like a black cat

19. favorite food: im a sl*t for coffee jelly

20. random fact: i have had a cold for like 3 weeks now and im suffering

21. my aesthetic: i have 3!! rn im leaning towards goth-occult-cryptid aesthetic but i also love yellow and holographic/80s stuff!! :~)

i tag: uh i literally only know the coven so @cassunzels @necronomicore @calicomps @skottsalva

#tagged #i wuv u beej :pleading: #pers

[ask-a-cryptid-and-a-normie]

how many oranges can link fit in his mouth?

Bozai: “Wait, no, HOW IS THERE NOTHING IN YOUR MOUTH?!?”

Link: “Zewo then”

#ask #link #Bozai #ask a cryptid and a normie #his mouth is like a black hole #anything that goes beyond the event horizon ceases to exist #I know that's not exactly how they work but sue me #also yes I'm working on the other asks #the art is just taking a really long time #story

[sn0tcl0wn]

...you actually believed simon/simone was a real cryptid? they write like a pretentious and defensive attention seeker & go out of their way to avoid having to present ‘proof.’ and I mean. all of that supernatural stuff isn’t real. I had no idea people actually believed that troll.

i went in with good faith and giving them the benefit of doubt after almost ten years of seeing them commit to this so i had questions as someone who knows the supernatural is real, has experiences with it, and saw information in their faq that was actually relevant to my current situation. it was less blindly believing them and giving someone who's been at this for a decade a chance after years of seeing them and shrugging it off. it was more or less a "this seems like it's crossed my path for a reason" type things and i felt inclined to ask questions. which honestly one should do regardless, if you think they're fake (which i realized p soon into the exchange), you should let them keep talking so they can expose themselves as such (which i attempted to do, not sure if my attempt will get much steam though considering the fanbase they've cultivated).

and like i know many people don't believe in the supernatural but you can't tell me all of it was in my head when i have dozens of witnesses. like you say troll but this person is actually way too dedicated in my opinion. they're either trying to gain some form of social power, they're extremely unwell and luckily expressing it online, or they're legit to some extent. and even if i wasn't sure if i would get answers to my questions, i also feel like it's my job to expose fakes, for both actual paranormal folk and any normies that might believe them and either admire them or feel disturbed by their content.

at the end of the day i basically felt obligated to talk to them and see what their deal was, sure i hoped for something helpful to me specifically, but i still got a friggin goldmine of bullshit i can use to discredit them. just because someone's trolling or something doesn't mean they should be overlooked solely because of that, especially when they're posting insensitive and guilt trippy posts about civil rights that you can just tell is from a wokewashed white person and actual people are seeing that like "yesss iconic!!!", all while that same person is also trying to excuse the fact that they apparently kill and eat people. like sure they're faking but that's all still disturbing as fuck to me and has to be put on blast somehow. and you can't prove a fake unless you go in there and get the evidence.

#replies #anonymous