#i also do not remeber when i drew this

[fabizetha]

Don't mind me, I'm just posting some draws I drew a while ago but didn't post here bcuz I didn't even have a Tumblr account back then

#hatake kakashi #maito gai #kakagai #might guy #naruto redraw #naruto fanart #naruto shippuden #i do not rember the episode lol #i also do not remeber when i drew this #please do not repost anywhere

[writingoddess1125]

Theater Brat pt. 3 🎭

Buggy x FemReader

Some more Angst then Fluff but still fun!

You felt like your head was pounding, groaning softly as you felt yourself come to. Was it the alcohol from the party in Tangerine town?.. but you don't remeber drinking that much?.. It wasn't until the image of Buggy's eyes on you that evening that everything came to and you snapped your eyes open finally.

It was almost pitch black but with a single spotlight on the ground about 10 ft from you, yourself seated on what could only be described as a wooden red throne. Sitting up you see you're dresses in a far too expensive gown, very similar to one from your favorite musicals but dyed a sky blue color as well as jewelry hanging down from your ears, neck and wrist. Even a ring placed on your hand which was gold with a sapphire in the center.

A sense of panic hit your chest as you tried to sit up- far too quickly as the ache in your head returned. Making you sit back down on the chair.

"Sorry, those Muggy Balls can cause drowsiness and headaches.. I thought I gave you the smallest one I had but- seems it was still too strong" You heard a all too familiar voice say, turning to see Buggy standing just to the side of the throne. Leaned against it as he used one of his knives to clean under his nails-

"B-Buggy what the hell? I agreed to go with you- why did you?"

"To make it easier, it's harder to sneak a person put instead of just kidnapping them while unconscious. Way quieter" He said with a crooked grin, Leaning back up and walking around the throne like chair. Looking you over like a predator who had finally caught their prey.

"And the costume?.." You questioned, swallowing thickly as you saw his eyes linger over your form.

"Just a gift, for your care of me while with the Strawhats" He said with a smile. His hands playing with your hair as he stepped to your left and sighed contently at the sight of you.

"Bring it here!" He yelled at some shadows in the corner, before a grand desk was brought out and set infront of you by two of his crewmates. The finest of pens, pencils, paints and paper also set upfront of you, as well as a bowl of fine sweets you had once expressed enjoying and even popcorn.

You couldn't help but feel both flattered and a little scared how much he had thought this threw. Your favorite snacks, your favorite drinks, he had truly listened to it all and you hadn't even realized it.

"I have prepared my best show yet, and as promised. No 'Gore' or anything to scare you Doll' He said teasingly, which surprisingly drew a chuckle from you.

"I hope you enjoy, and I do want to see what you can draw up for me" He said with a wink as he stepped back from you and into the waiting spotlight.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Boys and Girls here to witness the greatest show of all! Buggy' Circus of Delight!" He announced, the lights coming on all around you as flocks of different acts came out in at first a symphony of chaos. Before they organized in a perfect rehearsed fashion.

Act after act was done perfectly, from the dancing Lion, to Buggy's juggling act which even included his own head that made you laugh st your seams. Musical numbers of your favorite songs, Acrobatics, Contortionist and everything under the sun.

By the end of it you were Grinning ear to ear and applauding the group.

"That was absolutely wonderful! You all are very talented and lovely, I'm impressed" You praised, which earned received smiled from the crew. Buggy walked over to you and leaned against the chair again to see what you had made, Grinning widely at the drawing you had conjured up.

"Perfect-" He muttered, You looking up at him to see his eyes on you and not your painting. Blushing a bit as you smiled.

"I'm glad you like it Buggy! I wanted the highlight the diversity and talent of your show" You said, cheerfully, however you were surprised when Buggy detached his hand and gently grabbed yours. Looking to see you had removed the bracelets and ring-

"You took them off?" He questioned, raising a brow at said jewelry on the desk.

"Oh I didn't want to get ink on them or scratch the paper" You admitted with a calm shrug. He frowned slightly.

"If they were damaged or you don't like them I'd get you new ones" He said with a shrug, Acting like the jewelry wasn't that important or hard to find.

"(Y/N) I promise I'll give you anything you wish for. Nothing is too expensive for you" He said, his eyes glowing with that same emotion as before- one you didn't know until now... obsession.

"There is no need for that, I promise. Besides Buggy this stuff is lovely but far too expensive for me. This could cost most people a fortune and I have never worn expensive things" You emphasized, but saw Buggy smile and pick back up the ring and slide it back on your finger. Giving your hand a gentle squueze.

He waved over his crew members who brought his throne over- you realizing he must have had a second throne for you either brought up or made as his own was sat next to you, his hand still holding over yours. As if also rehearsed a large meal was brought out and set on open spots of the desk. You noticed how much this seemed to be planned- the show, dress, jewelry even the lunch and snacks gifted to you... it was perfectly planned.

"Say what did you think of the juggling?-" Buggy said quickly, pulling your mind from yout questioning thoughts like he could read you so openly.

You and Buggy talked for a while, eating lunch together and tlaughing. Buggy expressing delight in the artistic rendering that you had made and even flexing his arm to show that he was way buffer then most, laughing you to break out in giggles which he clearly enjoyed

"This has been delightful Buggy, But I must get back to my crew" You said with a happy sigh having enjoyed the day greatly despite the scary start, not catching the darkened look that grazed Buggy's eyes.

"Alright, But it has been a long journey and show for you. How about you take a bath and rest a little? I have a room you can use" He said with a kind smile, which seemed off in a way. However you nodded non the less.

After the very nice bath and having a few snacks you laid in the massive bed. Dressed in the nice pajamas that one of the crew members dropped off for you.

You looked around, noticing something you hadn't noticed before. The gold looking bolts on your window so it couldn't be opened, how secure this room was and separated it was from the crew quarters. Paired with something that immediately caught you eyes- painted directly above your head was a blue bird- around its closed wings golden lines wrapped around it..

"A golden cage..." You whispered, dread filling your soul as you looked around. The expensive clothes laid in the cherry wood draws, the massive sleigh bed that was filled with the finest of of pillows and silk blankets. All the art supplies and trinkets you could ask for.. This was your cage- He wasn't going to let you out.

Rushing to the door you try the handle, feeling the door not give way and the handle not budge. Locked.. from the outside. Rapidly you started to pull at the handle, feeling tears well in your eyes as the realization fully set in.

"Oh Gods..." You gasped out, fear running through your body as you stood back. Realizing what was happening to you- A prisoner of Buggy, his own personal friend that he would never let go of-

You started to bag against the door and cry out for release but your please were ignored. Instead silence only following you- As fear crept into your system you sat at the stool near the window looking out at the sky and crying silently.

It was a few hours before you heard the sound of the door being unlocked. Watching as Buggy stepped in with a large tray of food and drinks that was clearly ment to be shared, a smile on his lips.

"I see you're settling in well- a few of my Freaks mentioned you had started to bang on the door and rattle the nob.." He said, his gaze hardening a bit while his voice stayed jovial. Watching you as you stood up from the easel and a painting you had started after crying.

"Buggy why are you keeping me here? This isn't what we agreed to! You said I could go"

"Did I?-" He said with a amused smile. You couldn't tell if this was a punishment for his imprisonment or a reward for your presence, Clearly it was as clouded to you as it was to him- He simply smiled seeing the confusion and fear in your eyes and brushed it off. Instead walking to the record player in the room and putting on one of the records, slow music began to bleed through the horn and filled the room with song.

"You're my person (Y/N) I can't let you go that easily"

Stepping forward towards your shaking form he gently wrapped one hand around your waist and another holding your hand. Guiding you to follow him in a gentle sway-

"I promise, I'll make you happy. Happier then anyone else-" He said calmly, his hand holding your tightly as the two of you swayed to the music. A few tears running down your cheek and felt his lips kiss them away slowly. Smiling against your cheek as he pulled back just enough to look you in the eyes as the music began to come to a end.

"and I'll kill anyone who dares try to get in my way"

#x reader #one peice x reader #buggy the clown x reader #buggy one piece #buggy x reader #one peice live action #one piece

[enter-the-performapals]

(Old art alert!)

So... I was looking through this blog to find this piece (i might be doing something related to it later in the month!) To see that I hadnt actually posted it here!

I drew this back in June last year when I started rewatching Arc V again. Just wanted to give the boys more casual outfit and drinks that I thought suited their personalities!

This was also one of the first lineless pieces i ever drew that i was actually happy with! I think it took me about 3 weeks to do on and off, if I remeber right. I would also end up redrawing Yuya in the same outfit for my first ever post on this blog!

#gahhh looking at my old art kills me #im really happy with my art improvement over the year tho #transitioning to ygo style was probably the best thing i ever did for my art lol #yugioh arc v #ygo arc v #sakaki yuya #ute arc v #yuto (arc v) #hugo arc v #yugo (arc v) #joeri arc v #yuri (arc v) #original art #digital painting

[kingwolfie08]

pixelator

honestly one of the only few actually good mlb character designs in the show, and he only appeares in one episode, if i remeber.

yes i do watch miraculous ladybug, and i honestly don't know why. (actually i do know why, and its because its funny.)

yeah- past this random part of the post, is just more random shit, i felt like saying for some reason.

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anyways, i feel like pixelator has like- the amount of things about him to become like- a tumblr sexyman, but you all are too busy simping over a skeleton to even notice him /hj. but anyways, when i was watching the episode pixelator is in, the only thing i had in my mind, was mettaton ex (for some reason.) and possible tumblr sexyman character (also for some reason.).

anyways, enough of all that, i drew him, because i really liked his design, and i couldn't stop thinking about drawing him, so i did.

also this is pixelator in mlb, if you forgot, even tho, i put the drawing of this dude at the top of the post:

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous fanart #miraculous ladybug pixelator #pixelator #mlb fanart #mlb #akumatized villains #akumatzed villian #ignore that last part please

[felixisislost]

Suguru Geto Oneshot:

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Warnings? - Spoilers of season 2 of JJK (And the manga of that season), the ending gets a little bit spicy~⚠️

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Summary- As a fellow second year and close friend of Gojo and Geto's, you come back home after a mission to find you have a secret visitor...

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A.N: Hiya~

This was based off a dream I had, granted, I can't remeber the whole dream, so I couldn't make it as good as the dream was... However, I tried. Lmao. That, and the rest of the dream was... Anyway, umm, if you have requests for a charater, depending on who it is, or something, i'd be glad to try give you something good. Also if you want, give a scenario with your suggestion if you have one in mind. I am willing to do most types of fanfiction, though I might be a little reluctant to doing angst, but it's still on the table. Also side note, but I dislike how they animated him in the movie TvT But season 2 of Jujutsu Kaisen was such a nice art styleeeee, they really drew him well. Anyway, I appreciate you taking the time to read this, i'll do better next time, and i'm sorry Geto OOC, i've never written him before TvT.

Also, you both arn't togeather in this fanfic, you just have an unspoken love for one another.

Love,

Felixity_

❤️❤️❤️❤️

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P.S: I stopped writing because I got embarressed and doubt anyone would want more of this, lmfao

Oneshot:

(E/C) orbs scrunched up in a mixture of fear and distaste at the sight infront of you.

The blood wasn't what reflected in the mirth of your soul, no, it was the images of how the blood came to stain the stage. Your body wouldn't allow itself to shiver.

As a Jujutsu Sorcerer, you thought you would be prepared for something like this.

You thought you could handle witnessing a sheer, utter carnage.

The way older people talked about their experiences never lived up to the heartless reality.

It... was terrifiying.

There wasn't even words to describe the feeling, witnessing, viewing it all go down, like some kind of sick horror film starring the love of your life.

Bits and pieces of human remains decorated the room, almost as if competeing to see what could be spread out more. Blood, or flesh. The remains danced togeather, the blood giving a innate light in contrast to how it had come to splay out.

Jolting, a hand slid its way onto your shoulder. Giving soft skin a light squeeze, Geto leaned forward, chest pressing against your back as he looked down at you with a smile.

"You doing alright there, (Y/N)?" He asked warmly, looking scarily unbothered by what had gone down. His sleeves drapped over you, almost doubling as a cloak as well as covering him. He felt warm, and his breathing was heavy, yet quick, as if he were... excited.

You only knew what had happened to the laid back sorcerer from tales spun by his partner.

Off on missions of your own, you had been late to hear about the strife caused when everything changed. When he had changed.

Changed.

His whole demeanor, everything about him, it all was so different, yet the still the same.

That made it all the harder to condem him for his actions, because deep down, it was too painful, too hard to see the monster that stood infront of you.

It's like you didn't want to taint the memory of the kind hearted sorcerer.

Human minds were so fickle, overworn with emotion and lies, to the point it felt better to blatently ignore the harsh reality, rather than accept the truth.

The cruel strings of fate pulled us togeather, no matter what treasonous crimes he committed, forcing you to sway and melt at his touch as if he were some imaginary god.

Swallowing the lump forming in your throat, it's like the whole world became dark, silent.

Watery eyes gazed up at Suguru Geto, bottom lip trembling.

Running his fingers through soft (H/C) hair, he offered a soft smile in the hopes of offering what comfort he could. To add to the silence, it only made time slow, all that existed was us.

You still remembered the day you had come back home to find the man infront of you perched upon the window cill of your once locked apartment.

He couldn't resist the temptation of saying good bye to the one person he had truely loved.

This was different, this meant something more to him than just bidding farewell.

Even after his explanation, opening up on his ideals, you still told him you'd come with him.

No.

You didn't agree with his mindset. If anything, it scared you beyond words. But this is what you did for love. You left everything behind, all to stick with him.

The only thing you brought with you were the clothes on your back. That and the desperate hope that one day, perhaps, you could bring him back home.

The real Suguru Geto.

Geto stared back into your eyes with his sleepy looking features almost glowing in this massacre of a hall. The feeling of his fingers winding into your hair almost made you melt in his arms. He was so warm, so very warm and comforting.

For a mass murderer.

"Come on, let's get away from the filth" He whispered softly, delicatly running his fingers down the expanse of your arm, slipping his hand into yours while Hanako and Mimiko skipped ahead of us. His hands were big, and felt rough, a little calloused at the palms. They envelloped your much smaller ones as you walked, his heavily layered clothing brushing against you as you made your way home.

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"(Y/N)," Geto lay on his side, head propped up by an arm. With his free hand, he gestured with a couple fingers, signalling for you to approach. Blinking, you tottered over, sitting down infront of him and crossing your legs. "Sweetheart, I'm glad you came with me."

A light blush spread across you cheeks at his words, sinking in and tugging at your heartstrings.

Sitting up, Geto hunched over, leaning forward and carressing your cheek. Forehead gently coming to rest against your own, your eyes locked uncomfortably, pulse racing.

"Why did you come?" Geto asked, cupping your cheeks as you gazed into eachothers eyes.

"Because..."

You had to think long and hard about the answer, unable to lie or look away from his magnatizing gaze. His long fluffy hair lay over his shoulder, swinging forward and brushing against your colarbone, illicting a shiver.

"......I didn't want to lose you."

He chuckled at the honesty, and yet his sharp eyes saw that it wasn't entirely the whole truth.

"I didn't want to lose you either, even if we don't agree on ideals," Geto looked past the eyes, and he stared your soul in the face, sending tremors through your body as you leaned into his touch. In a way, it pained Geto that you didn't agree. He didn't need to ask you to know that you didn't agree, he could sense it. He always had been gifted in terms of reading people, you in particular. Yet the fact you were still here anyway, and the fact the you knew you wern't strong enough to fight him was almost calming to him.

After all that he had done, you were there.

You.

You alone.

"I love you. You were one thing I didn't want to leave behind, not in a world as cruel and unforgiving as this," The bundled up man continued, carressing your cheek with this thumb, memorising the feeling of the soft plushy skin underneath. He spoke with a warmth, something deep within that made the whole day become lost in your mind as if this very moment, right here, right now, was all that would define him.

Define the man, not the murderer.

Lightly brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, he shifted his head slowely, cheek pressed against cheek as he lightly whispered in your ear, "I'm glad  we can see past our differences. I would have hated myself if I had to kill off the one part of myself I need."

Eyes widening at his words, Geto lightly placed feather soft kisses along your neck, being impossibly gentle. Clutching onto the fabric of his sleeves, your head tilted back, exposing your throat to him in both a gesture of love and a sign of submission.

In that very moment, you knew.

You knew there was no changing the passionate man back, there was no bringing him back.

There was only going forward, fate sealed by eachother.

"I love you too" The soft breathy words left your mouth as the soft wet muscle of Geto's tongue ran along your throat, up to your jawline.

The words 'I love you' had never been spoken by eaither party before, only spoken in the eyes of your daily lives involving eachother.

For the time you had known eachother, the secret infactuation had only grown more and more, every moment spent togeather being the next best day of your life.

It was almost funny they had finally been spoken, given the circumstances, yet the line between friends or lovers dissapeared as your lips pressed against one another.

The way his hands had met your waist, pulling you closer, and your arms wound around his neck, hands becoming lost in his hair, it was like this was all meant to happen.

Lips hugging, his surprisingly soft lips parted, tongue slipping out to carress your lips.

Shifting about underneath him, you were gently laid down onto your back, clinging to him as the cool floor made impact with your warm skin.

Cradelling you close, a soft gasp escaped your lips at the feeling of his hands running up your waist. Seizing the oppertunity, he filled the hot wet cavern of your mouth with his tongue.

Lightly moaning against the sensation of sensative flesh meeting flesh, his tongue brushed against yours, tasteing your whole being, rubbing against the slick of your inner cheeks.

#jjk geto #geto suguru #jjk #anime #geto x reader #geto x y/n #geto x you

[vic-the-bookdragon]

Violets-Ianthe. Ocyrhoe. Persephone. A crack theory and how Koschei might be able to trick Azriel.

Disclaimer : Everything in this post is just a reflection of my thoughts and opinions. I don not claim anything as a fact when I theorize. Also, I am certain others have commented on those things as well, but I just wanted to add my own interpretation. Keep in mind, when I discuss different mythologies I just do it because it's fun to try and guess where SJM might have been inspired from, since we know she uses mythology and legends in her books.

This a very long post, I'm sorry. I hope everything makes sense.

Violets, their symbolism and Ianthe.

We all know that Feyre drew something on the drawer they shared, to represent each sister. The night and stars for her, flames for Nesta, and flowers for Elain. I've seen theories that claim that each drawing represents a sister and her potential love interest, and while I do believe that, I mostly agree with the theories that suspect that there might a deeper meaning. That the symbolism behind them reflects the journey/story of each sister.

I won't get into detail about Feyre and Nesta's drawers, because their stories have already been told and there are other amazing posts out there that analyze them perfectly. I won't get into great detail about Elain either, because, like I said it's been done before. But, I want to point out that the description we get about Elain's drawer is ever-changing and I want to give you the reason why I believe it's a representation of her journey.

ACOTAR

I slung off my outer clothes onto the sagging dresser - frowning at the violets and roses I'd painted around the knobs of Elain's drawer...

What I want to talk about is the violets.

They are said to represent "innocence, everlasting love, modesty, spiritual wisdom, faithfulness, mysticism, and remembrance."

What stuck out to me in particular is innocence and then something clicked in my brain, because in the next book Elain's drawer was mentioned violets were gone :

ACOMAF

I painted flowers for Elain on her drawer. [...] Little roses and begonias and irises.

Now, I know that in the beginning Sarah didn't intend for Feyre's sister to have a major role, but in ACOMAF things started to change and I wonder if she paid closer attention to things associated with Nesta and Elain. Sarah is known for her foreshadowing, which sometimes is truly good and other times terribly obvious. And that brings me to the violets, Ianthe and Elain's innocence.

At first I had assumed the 'innocence' thing was associated with Elain being a virgin and then losing her virginity with Greysen and that's why the violets where gone in ACOMAF.

But then I remebered Ianthe and what her name means.

In Greek mythology, Ianthe was one of the 3.000 Oceanids (water nymph, naiad) and, also one of Persephone's companions. Her parents were the Titans Oceanus and Tethys, and her name means "violet flower" (it also means "she who delights").

That made me believe that the virginal innocence wasn't the reason violets weren't mentioned again, but Elain's innocece as a whole.

Ianthe was the one who sold them out to King of Hybern, she was responsible for the sisters going into the Cauldron and being made into High Fae.

Elain's innocence died that day. After that she was forced to see a new side of the world, a darker side. From that moment forward, after her autonomy was violated, she couldn't be as she was before. She was "forced" (not really, it was her choice, but essentially turning into high fae sort of forced her) to participate and play a great role in a war. No one comes out unscathed from something like that and the price Elain paid was her innocence.

Violets are also a symbol of untimely death in the young (Elain's human body died that day) and melancholy (in ACOWAR Elain is struggling and is described as catatonic) and are identified with the natural cycle of life, death and rebirth and as a catalyst to transition. They are also among the flowers Persephone was said to have been picking when Hades kidnapped her.

All of these things make me believe Elain's flowers depict what will come to pass in her life and it's also quite symbolice if you think about it, since she is a seer.

2. Ocyrhoe.

Ocyrhoe was another Oceanid in greek mythology, her name means "swift-flowing" and she, too, was one of Persephone's companions/playmates.

“All we were playing in a lovely meadow, Leucippe and Phaeno and Electra and Ianthe, Melita also and Iache with Rhodea and Callirhoe [420] and Melobosis and Tyche and Ocyrhoe, fair as a flower, [...] we were playing and gathering sweet flowers” - Homeric Hymn to Demeter.

There are 5 characters she refers to :

One of the 3.000 Oceanides.

Chiron's daughter.

Daughter of Imbrasus (a river god) and Chesias (a maiden).

Mother of Caicus, son of Hermes.

Mother of Hippomedon (defender of Troy).

As I was scrolling absentmindedly through the internet looking at this and that, I came across Ocyrhoe and her story might have inspired Elain's character. (I repeat, it's not canon. Just my opinion)

In the story as Imbrasus and Chesias's daughter, Ocyrhoe became Apollo's object of desire, and while trying to flee from him she asked for help from a seafarer and an old friend of her father, Pompilus. He took her on his ship, but eventually Apollo reached them. Apollo took Ocyrhoe and turned the ship into stone and Pompilus into a fish.

In one version of the story where she is Chiron's daughter, she was a centaur and she had the power to see the things concealed by the Fates. One day, she revealed Chiron's fate to him (that he would give up his immortality to be spared the agonizing pain of a serpent's poison). For that transgression the gods punished her by taking her voice and turning her into a mare.

"...became Apollo's object of desire..." Elain has become L/cien's "object of desire" in a sense. I don't think he truly wants to be with her. I believe it's just the bond forcing these feelings on him.

"...trying to flee from him..." She wants nothing romantic to do with him and avoids him as much as she can.

"...she had the power to see the things concealed by the Fates..." She is a seer.

"...turning her into a mare..." She'd shown curiosity about whether Amren could've chosen a different form and we speculate that shapeshifting of some kind might be one of her powers.

What led me to research the possible connection between the two, was the fact that Ocyrhoe was present when Persephone was kidnapped to the Underworld, just like Elain was present when Feyre (the og Persephone in the ACOTAR series, but I believe Elain is also associated with her, and not just because of the flowers) was taken to Prythian. Ocyrhoe was also referred to as "fair as a flower" in Homer's Hymn to Demeter. It's not much, but...I thought it was interesting.

Also, as Chiron's daughter her mother was Chariclo. In another myth Chariclo was a nymph and Tiresias's mother. Tiresias became blind when he saw the goddess Athena naked. His mother begged her to lift her curse, but she couldn't. Instead she gave him the gift of sight. He is often portrayed as Apollo's oracle. And that made me think "What blinds an oracle?" and that Athena, the goddess of wisdom, is often depicted with an owl - Elain is shown to have owl like mannerisms.

Then we have Apollo who was said to be the god of "divine distance, who sent or threatened from afar; the god who made men aware of their own guilt and purified them of it; who presided over religious law and the constitutions of cities; and who communicated with mortals through prophets and oracles his knowledge of the future and the will of his father, Zeus."

3. Persephone.

I've seen a lot of posts claiming that Elain and Persephone have nothing in common except flowers.

Well, I beg to differ.

I know that Rhysand and Feyre are a loose retelling of Hades x Persephone, but I think Elain and Azriel are one too, only more heavy on the light/dark theme.

So, there are two versions of the myth.

In one version - the one I think Feysand got - Hades is said to have fallen in love when he first saw her in one of his rare visits from the Underworld and decided to form a plan and take her away. - Rhysand met Feyre when he crashed Calanmai and it was rare for him to be able to leave UtM. Even though he wasn't in love with her yet, he felt a connection.

Zeus helped him with his plan. When she was out picking flowers with her friends, the naiads, they made the ground split beneath her. She fell and Hades took her to the Underworld and made her his wife. - Mor helped Rhys free Feyre, when Tamlin had locked in the mansion. He took her to NC and the two slowly started getting to know each other.

At first Persephone was sad and unhappy, but after a long while she eventually fell in love with Hades and was able to live happily with him in the Otherworld. - After Feyre was surrounded by people who didn't suppress her and cared about her mental state and trauma, she slowly begun to heal, along with Rhys. The two fell in love, Rhysand made her his High Lady and they lived happily ever after in the NC.

The other version has Demeter in it and Persephone was lured away from naiad friends by a narcisuss flower, planted by Gaia who was following Zeus's orders. The earth opened as she pulled the flower and that's how Hades was able to abduct her.

In the Az's bonus chapter, we could say that Rhys had taken the role of Demeter by commanding Azriel to stay away from Elain (Not because he doesn't want them together or values L/cien's happiness more than his brother's, but because of the consequences. I also do not think Rhys will keep that stance forever. I believe many people who will be against Elriel will take the role of Demeter or even the difficulties the couple will face will represent her). In the myth Demeter in her despair and desperate search for her daughter abandoned her duties, starvation reigned and people died. - Elain and Azriel coming together while she's still L/cien's mate could either cause L/ucien demand the Blood Duel or a civil war between the courts, since tensions are high already.

Hades agreed to let Persephone leave once a year for six months and live with her mother, but the rest of the year she would stay with him (although Persephone ate only 4 pomegranate seeds) - I believe, and hope mostly, that's the reason why SJM mentioned that Azriel owns a place called Rosehall and his mother lives there. I think they will split their time between Rosehall and the NC.

Also, the flower narcissus (daffodil) represents rebirth and new beginnings.

Fun fact : In the myth, Demeter was the one who turned all the naiads into sirens because they lost her daughter.

Ok, and now it's time...

4. A crack theory.

Papa Archeron promised Koschei to give him Elain and Nesta.

The Archerons' father didn't give Koschei his soul or spirit in exchange for Vassa, but instead gave him his two remaining mortal daughters. This possibility is something I've been pondering for quite a while.

“Where is Briallyn?” Azriel demanded, Siphons flaring like cobalt flame.

“I spend so many months preparing for you,” Koschei crooned, “and you don’t even wish to speak to me?”

This quote right here suggests that there is indeed a connection between Azriel and Koschei.

If we assume that some theories out there are correct, about how Az's shadows could be made somehow, that Az could have an even deeper connection to him and that Koschei has a connection to the Cauldron, I think Koschei knows how powerful Azriel really is and what a fine weapon he would make in an upcoming war. I don't think he wants him to find the 4th Trove. Better yet, I don't think he wants him just for that.

“Certainly.” Vassa peered at her hands, fingers flexing. “I fear what may happen if he ever gets free of the lake. If he sees this world on the cusp of disaster and knows he could strike, and strike hard, and make himself its master. As he once tried to do, long ago.”

We know Azriel is very powerful and he can "winnow", something not many powerful fae can - although, I believe this ability has to do with him being able to control shadows. We also know that he is the only known living shadowsinger and that they are very rare. Also, we don't know very much about his past in general.

What if Koschei was the first shadowsinger or had the ability to control shadows as a death God? What if Azriel is his descendant and some that's were his shadows come from? What if Koschei's essence lives inside of Azriel, but not enough to control him completely? What if now Koschei has found a way to overcome that problem? - I'll circle back to that because I think there may be some truth there. And I know that's a lot of what ifs, but this is a crack theory.

In the original tale, Koschei using spells has hidden his soul inside nested objects to protect it. It may be hidden "in the needle that is hidden inside the egg, the egg is in the duck, the duck is in the hare, the hare is in the chest, the chest is buried or chained up on a far island."

Couldn't Koschei in ACOTAR, who is also a sorcerer, do the same? But instead of keeping it in nested objects, he split it in two, kept one piece inside the onyx box - which I suspect might be wyrdstone - and hid the other in the Cauldron?

It is said that "It (the Cauldron) fell into the wrong hands and great and horrible things were done with it". Could it have fallen to Koschei's hands? Could he be the one who created the original Dread Trove, and so parts of his soul are in these objects? And that's why people can't remember it, because he spelled it to keep it safe? But now that he found a way to be free from the lake he wants it back, to be complete?

The Cauldron is, also, called The Bowl of Life and Death, but is there a chance that at one point it was just The Bowl of Life, since it gave life to Prythian, and the death part was added later, when Koschei meddled with it? Koschei, being as powerful as he is described to be, could have manipulated everyone into thinking that if something happens to it then all life would end, to ensure that no one would try to destroy it, and by extension him, completely.

Let's talk about the Book of Breathings for a second, because it might seem like plot hole in this scenario. The Book of Breathings was created from the last of the molten ore used to forge the Cauldron, not in the Cauldron, therefore not by the Cauldron itself. So, the way I see it, it could still cause damage to the Cauldron and Koschei himself, if part of his soul was indeed there

Everything I'll talk about from now on are based on the assumption that Koschei's soul is in the Cauldron and in the objects of the Dread Trove and he is somehow Azriel's predecessor or that his shadows contain Koschei's essence.

What Vassa suspected is true. The death-lord Koschei has been whispering in Briallyn’s ear. He remains trapped at his lake, but his words carry on the wind to her. He is ancient, his depth of knowledge fathomless. He pointed Briallyn toward the Dread Trove—not for her sake, but for his own ends. He wishes to use it to free himself from his lake.

From this quote we know that Koschei has the ability to communicate with people, even though his trapped at a lake. That leads me to assume the wind whispers back (and maybe it does in canon, but I don't remember). If that is so, then he heard about Feyre, the human girl who died and then was reborn made into High Fae. He must've also heard that when the 7 High Lords brought her back to life, a piece of them, a piece of their power, transferred to her, making her as powerful as Rhysand.

And he thought he could do the same, if he pulled all the strings right...

He manipulated Papa Archeron to travel to the continent to meet with him and trade away both himself and his daughters. And He manipulated the King of Hybern to have them thrown in the Cauldron...

...to be made into weapons - Amren had mentioned that the sisters might be as powerful as Rhysand after being Made, just as Azriel might be on the same level of power as Rhys - and to bear a part of his soul so he can get it back.

We later learn that the sisters accumulated power/powers from the Cauldron. Nesta took hers forcibly, while Elain's was a gift. And I believe there's a reason for it.

The Cauldron/Koschei sensed Nesta's resilience and that she could not be easily fooled, - remember how she broke through Tamlin's glamour in book 1? - but she stole from it nontheless.

Elain, though, the gentler, kinder, more naive of the two, was perfect. We know that she became a seer, but we don't know what else. I think, Elain is immensly powerful, even though we haven't seen it yet. I think she is more powerful than Nesta was, before she gave her power away.

And that leads me to what I speculate Elain's other power might be. Being associated with dawn is not a coincidence, not just for the Dusk Court theory, but also about her hidden power. A meeting of light and shadow. Beside the shapeshifting - which is not a sure thing, but it might have been foreshadowed - I think Elain has shadowfire, like Kaltain Rompier in ToG, or more accurately shadowlight and that power was triggered when Azriel offered her Truth Teller and she accepted it. When she touched TT she tapped into it and that's one of the reasons Feyre highlights that scene between them. Light. And dark. A bridge of connection. I'll cricle back to that because there's something more I want to add.

I also believe that the Cauldron/Koschei thinking Elain would be more easily manipulated was not the only reason it gave her gifts and purred in her presence.

The Bone Carver mentions :

"...Had I been braver, I might have bided my time—waited for their power to fade, for that long-ago Fae warrior to trick Stryga into diminishing her power and becoming confined to the Middle. Koschei, too—confined and bound by his little lake on the continent. All before Prythian, before the land was carved up and any High Lord was crowned.” Cassian and I waited, not daring to interrupt. “Clever, that Fae warrior. Her bloodline is long gone now—though a trace still runs through some human line.”

That human bloodline could potentially be Vassa's. But what if there's another one though in the Archeron line? And that's why the Cauldron/Koschei has shown so much interest in her? Because that trace runs stronger in her blood and she could be made into a more lethal weapon and not just because she is beautiful? That also makes me consider the fact that Elain being a seer has nothing to do with her going into the Cauldron. That it's just simply the dormant magic in her blood being activated and that she can't sleep because a type of "bond" was created between her and Koschei and he's messing with her, not in a fun kind of way. I think he's preparing her, just like he said he did with Azriel.

Now, let's move on to parts Koschei's soul/essence-heritage (in Azriel's case) being inside Elain, Az and other objects.

“No one really knows the full scope of the Trove’s powers. Beyond freeing him from his lake, Koschei may very well know something about the Trove that we don’t—some greater power that manifests when all three are united.”

What Koschei might know, that other's don't, is that the Trove is in its core him, and that with it he will be truly unstoppable, a real God of Death, with his full powers and maybe something extra, since the objects were created in the Cauldron, thus restoring his soul in his body he will be some type of Made too.

It is said that the Trove has been used by Fae rulers as a way for them to establish and secure their rule (this seems like a plot hole to me in SJM's books actually or I wonder if it's actually misinformation started by Koschei and he was the only "ruler" who used them and none of the fae were made, at least, if they were it is not mentioned. Koschei, though, could be able to use them since part of his soul was in them, but not fully. Now, I'll continue building on the fact that they were indeed used by other fae rulers). What I suspect is that even though they were able to use these objects, they couldn't unlock their full potential, and neither does/will Koschei, because none of them are made. He might be able to access more of their power because his soul is in them, but he will still need someone Made.

Someone like Elain or Nesta.

In my line of thinking, Koschei needed people to go into the Cauldron, to be changed, made into something that combines both him and it, in order for them wield the Trove succesfully and free him from the lake. He may have tried it in the past with other humans, but was not successful, because in order to survive the person would need to already have magic in his blood. Maybe that's why Briallyn was turned into a crone, because she didn't possess magic.

I suspect that when Nesta gave back her power in order to save Feyre, the piece of Koschei's soul was guided back to him by the wind, or at least a large part of it. The same goes for Bryallin, but the whole part went back to Koschei because she died. And I do believe someone has to be dead, for him to get it all, and not leave behind a sliver.

Amren is also someone who went into the Cauldron, but I don't think she counts as something made, because she went as something other than human inside and gave up her own power instead of something she took/recieved from it. I could be wrong though. (In my mind, that scene with Amren is literally life, death, rebirth.)

Azriel, too, can only wield some part of the Trove and not the Trove as a whole thing, because he is not Cauldron-made.

*Again, this is just based on the assumption that there is a connection between him and Koschei. And that Elain has and the Trove have parts of his soul. I do not believe either Azriel or Elain are evil or will turn evil. So if someone who doesn't like Elriel and reads this, please don't twist my words out of context.*

The only one that remains is Elain.

She can locate the 4th Trove and wield it to its full power. She is the only one who can help Koschei and that's why he will target her and may have already started.

As for the objects, I think they have to be destroyed in order for Koschei to get his soul back. But maybe he doesn't want the soul back inside him, he just wants to have it back, hide it and control it to come back to his god-like status.

A thing that needs clearing up is what is L/cien's deal in all of this. Is really Elain's mate? I do not think so.

I think that Koschei manifactured the mating bond with L/cien to keep Elain and Azriel away from each other. I think he knew or could somehow sense that Az and Elain are mates, true mates, soulmates, and that if they accepted it, their bond would be stronger than his magic. What I didn't highlight before is that Feyre's mention of the Elriel painting makes me believe they're carranam. That scene is too significant to either be nothing at all or something of little importance.

Also, the Cauldron's power in the battlefield when it almost blasted Cassian in ACOWAR is described as "burning-light". That also factored into thinking that Elain has shadowfire/shadowlight.

And finally, what I think is the reason Koschei found a way to manipulate/trick Azriel.

From ACOWAR :

"Again, the Cauldron sang its siren song."

"You hear it?"

A shake of the head. "No - but the shadows, the wind...They recoil."

Did you read that? If that's not foreshadowing, I honest to god will scream my lungs out.

Azriel's shadows reacted to the Cauldron's song. Something that only those who are Made can hear. There might be some truth after all that a deeper connection between Azriel and Koschei exists.

Siren song. Siren. Song.

What new species were we introduced to in ACOSF? Lightsingers.

Who, for all intents and purposes, are described as what? As the modernized version of SIRENS.

Who do we know that has a strong, strong, strong assossiation with lovely singing, that puts people in a trance? And lures them in? Made people? People who one way or another Koschei wants to use? Who blabbed to Merill about the Trove? You guessed it! Gw/n.

This might be nothing, but it can also be everyhting.

It's not that farfetched to imagine Koschei having something to do with the Cauldron. Not what I said, but anything. And it's also not farfetched to say that G/wn is a lightsinger and Koshei is manipulating her (I actually believe that).

I claimed that there might be a part of Koschei's soul in the Cauldron, but he might be connected to it in some other way. It doesn't really matter right now. Let's continue with the assumption that indeed he controls it, where was one of the Cauldron's three feet hidden? At a temple in Sangravah. Who else was there? Gw/n.

If there is a link between Koschei and Cauldron, he's been whispering in Gw/n's ear since she was at the Temple. Otherwise, Merill is acting like a mediator or he found her another way. Her singing, that canonically put Nesta in a trance-like state, might be what Koschei uses to trick Azriel.

“I spend so many months preparing for you,” Koschei crooned, “and you don’t even wish to speak to me?”

He spent months preparing him? How? What is the one thing that changed in Azriel's life when we read about him? He started training Nesta and her friends. Maybe Gw/n was supposed to do something to him. Maybe she already did it. Maybe she has his shadows in dazed and hazy state. Or she will.

“Eyes can be blinded,” Nesta said.

“Not the ones under my command,” Azriel said with soft menace.

Was that quote Sarah telling us that his shadows - his eyes - will be outsmarted and fooled? And that he will find a way to break whatever "curse"/"spell" that is?

Before anyone asks : No, I don't hate Gw/n. No, I don't think she will be evil. Yes, I do believe she's a lightsinger. Yes, I do think Koschei is using her. No, I don't have to hate her to think that. Yes, I actually like Gw/n, canon Gw/n, not the other one that lives on Tumblr, Twitter, IG, and Goodreads.

For the antis out there : the Cauldron sings too, maybe that's Azriel's mate, because you know...singing...

#elain archeron #elain archeron theory #elain #pro elain #pro elain archeron #crack theory #elain and flowers #elain and persephone #persephone #spring #pro elriel #elriel #elain x azriel #elain and azriel #anti gw*nriel #acosf #acotar #theory #elain kingslayer #cracktheory #elain acotar #elain acosf #archerons #azriel and elain #pro elain for elain #azriel x elain

[neverchecking]

You must really like the idea of Sage being feral over his sun flower huh? Allow me to let you in on a little secret…

My OC named D.A. is friends with a stalker of hers, who calls himself John Doe. Long story short, it’s just a small fandom I like based off a game about this character who falls in love with the player… He’s the character in my profile pic that I drew.

Anyways the point is… Doe is CRAZY about D.A. and can AND WILL do anything in his power to keep her for himself. The best part is, Doe isn’t human, he is an eldritch being of sorts who lives in Uncanny Valley (Ohio) and can go as far as to bend reality at will. Be he has a knife that he likes to play with so… there’s that… needless to say, he’s unhinged.

Don’t think Sage would be able to handle that, but my mind just likes to create unnecessary drama to fuel my boring life… Guess I’ll be working on a short story…

Ohio Rat (John Doe) vs. Florida Man (Sage)

I adore Feral! Sage.

Fun fact, I do in fact know about John Doe! I got into that little fandom piece back when that game with Peter (i don't remeber the name, just that the creator was problematic) came out. I stumbled upon John Doe's game, but never played it.

Sage would definitely put up a damn good fight, even with an eldritch.

Also, calling Sage a Florida man>>>>

Top notch quality

#cinder rambles

[littlemonstert-blog]

Love Interests For Batgirl

I want to go through the best options for her instead of sticking her with Nightwing all the time.

First I'll start with my okay & itcks

I know people like Nightwing & Batgirl together. Sometimes they can be cute and good for each other. I really just like them as friends hell, they same to work pretty damn well as friends.

I'm also tired of them having her date/romantic with every guy in the batfamily

Batman & Batgirl

Just eww no, it was weird in the Animated Series/Movie (Killing Joke movie) and that one Lego Movie still weird till this day. BruceTimverse had her mess with him & Nightwing his adopted son.

Robin/Red Robin ( Tim Drake) & Batgirl

Honestly why? I know its not canon but, like out of all people why Tim?

Batwing (Luke Fox) & Batgirl

I mean they tried with this couple but honestly it was so damn boring. Truth be told Luke Fox (Batwing) he's lame to me.

Red Hood (Jason Todd) & Batgirl

They always try to push them together & it just feels weird doesn't really work at all. Even the non canon Joker(3 jokers) it doesn't feel right.

Like damn... who's next Duke, Alfred or Azrael?

Now on to my favorite exploring other love intrests

Ted Kord (Blue Bettle II) My top pick

To me they just clicked with each other so well.

he really brought out the best qualities in her in a way that her other romances didn't.

He genuinely didn't care about the wheelchair. In fact, I noticed rereading some old Birds of Prey stories that he's pushing her wheelchair around at many moments. That shows something. Babs doesn't let anyone push her wheelchair. Not even Canary or Grayson. Slowly pushed past her emotional defenses.

He made her laugh. He was loyal to a fault. Drew her out of her brooding and depression without pushing. Supported her without trying to take over. Encouraged her to go after her interests and shared alot of the same interests.

During that time in BOP, Grayson treated her like something broken that he needed to fix. Ted treated her like she was an amazing person that he wanted to be with.

Jason Bard

I mean they got engaged to each other they were together for a long time ago. I can't remeber much about his couple but how deeply they care for each other showed.

Nick Gage

They used to date it was alright.

Sam Young

they got married in one contiunity so I wonder about they're relationship is like seems nice and healthy. I do remeber he is they mayor & she is the commisoner(In the Batman Beyond)

Steve Harris

In Future's End, do know how it started but when reading a bit they are so both smitten lol its beautiful.

I'd say Ted Kord is my pick for her I wish they gave Babs & Ted another try. If not Jason Bard or another hero that be cool just not Batwing that relationship had me on a snooze fest.

#dc comics #batgirl #oracle #love interest #Ted kord is number one #to me at least lol

[suspiciouslyglowingmoss]

I realized the reason that I stuggle to draw ‘ugly’ people (i put this in quotes for reasons you will see later) is that I, as a neruodivergent person, who also happenes to be ace, cannot tell when people are ‘attractive’ or not. I see faces, and I can remeber them if I see them every day, or if they are Important but other than that, a face of a ‘hot’ person, or an ‘unattractive’ one are just that: faces. I am not more incled to want to look at one more than the other, I don’t have a prefreance over which I like more. I see faces and go, huh, that's a person. ok cool, what are they wearing. I get more our of clothing choices than faces.

If others find chracters I inteneded to be ‘ugly’ attractive, I am always taken by surpirse. I just don’t see it. I can see artistily when looking at people, but that requires focus, and I often don’t have the energy or will to do so. And when I want to draw a person, a feature drew them to me. How their nose sits on their face, how one side has more freckles than the other, that mole on their forehead that aligns just right with the corner of their mouth.

I see those, and my hand aches to save it. 

I don’t see beauty in faces.

[asexualjedi]

Insane to me that none of Kate’s costumes or redesigns put her hair in a ponytail

#shout out to david aja where i remeber her hair being up but this was when she was not in costume #but still like doing archery #i dont think he ever drew her in costume tho #trying to redesign her outfit maybe for the 6 fanarts but im also like a baby and scared that ill fail #hawkeye #kate bishop #marvel

[mouseparade]

everyone thirstin over minecraft nd spidey boy............. so r we all jus gonna ignore god. huh. fine ass skinny legend......................

#like cmon. i kno some of u would b into...... that like theres no way no one on this hellsite is #ksjfkamdn like.. i looked thru everythin i could find in the honey im home tag. nd not a single mention of god #like everyoned saw him in the vid nd was like 'ok :) i will now repress all memories i hav of this dude :)))' #father 2 like......... ok i mean i dnot blmae any of u #but still :( like cmon they r interesting..... they r fun !! dont ignote them like tht :((( #sjdmsn i thnik the first impression i had of them wasnt like that they r prolly..... evil or smth jsndkaksmnd #like w father i was jus like...... ugnn ew but also oooo big bug :0 nd yea seems legit tht a human calls him father thats like. normal #nd w god. when he was like hold my hand so u dont go astray : ) i was jus like oh ok :) he seems nice #licherally i am....... the stupidest nd most naive motherufcker skdjkjddj #anyways i drew him. i drew god. at like 3 am while also kinda hallucinating nd being paranoid. im jus too smart huh 😔😔 #anyways yeah ! i wouldnt recommend doing that i had kinda a rly unpleasant time #so yea uh !! now he is in my sketchbook. the creepy bald man w moths chained 2 his hand that s called god is in my sketchbook #nd somehow looking even worse than in the vid . amazing ! please help me #anyways actually i should go 2 sleep now so uhhhhmmm goodbuye !!! ill post the drawing tomorrow >:))) #eden dont look #eden don't look #honey im home #putting it in the tag jic anyoen sees it nd remebers tht 'oh yea baldy nd mantis man exist !!' nd like... makes content™ of em u kno #god mention #bugs mention #uhhh #horror mention #??? #unreality #unreality mention #hallucination mention #jic u___u #father mention #woag thsi got so logn srry for ramblign so much djrjfndndm #stop yelling finny

[teddy06writes]

A Night In Las Vegas

requested by this anon: “I had the BEST idea: CC!Quackity came up with the idea of his Las Nevadas character arc after going to Las Vegas and meeting Reader there. Maybe one night the reader decides to go and twitch and finds quackity doing a lore stream and the reader is like: no way, it’s the guy I met in Vegas.”

{I love this concept, sorry it took so long for me to get out}

Quackity x reader

trigger warnings: some swears

premise: after getting ditched by your friends on the last night of your long weekend in vegas you run into a very interesting guy who doesn’t hesitate to befriend you. But what happens months later when he still seems to be running circles in your mind?

{covid don’t exist here, no sir}

{for the sake of the story, readers favorite color is blue, if its not, either pretend it is, or get over it}

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10:34pm

“You can’t just- you can’t kick me out!” You yelled. 

Your bestfriend laughed, “Just find somewhere to go for a few hours! Me and Hunter want alone time!” 

“A few fucking hours!?! Seriously?!” But your duffle bag had already been thrown at your feet, and the hotel door room was swinging closed, muffled giggles coming from inside.

Groaning, you picked up your bag, where were you supposed to go now? 

“Not that I was like- listening in or anything- but damn that sucks.” 

You jumped turning to see a man with black hair sticking out of his beanie standing in front of the door diagonal from yours. 

“Uh- yeah. Last night in Vegas and I get ditched for a random hook up,” You scoffed, “I should’ve known it would happen.” 

“That’s not cool, uh- I’m Alex.” He stepped forward, offering his hand. 

Somewhat reluctantly, you shook his hand, “(y/n).” 

He nodded, “I was going to head out for a late night wander, find something to do-, preferably away from all the hookups that seem to be happing around us right now. If you want to come.” 

You glanced around, “Seriously?” 

“Oh- god that did sound kinda creepy didn’t it,” Alex scrubbed a hand over his face, “Sorry- I- you can just forget about this then-” 

“No! I mean- You don’t seem like a rapist or anything. I’ll come with.” 

He grinned, “Poggers, you can, leave that, in my room, if you want. Just seems like a pain to lug around everywhere.” 

You bit your lip, “Leaving my belongings in a strangers room while I go with said stranger to find something interesting to do, sure- why not?”

~~

10:57pm

Somehow, you found yourself wandering out of the hotel lobby, and onto the crowded streets along side Alex. 

“So.... whats your favorite color?” He asked as you walked.

You laughed, “What?” 

“We’re like, total strangers- it was a question, to get to know you.” He tucked his hands into his pockets. 

“Oh, well-” before you could finish your sentence, there was a large amount of gasps and yells from the crowd in front of you.

“What’s going on?” Alex asked quietly. 

You craned your neck to look over the crowd, gasping, “The water show! With the fountains outside of Caesar’s Palace!” You grabbed his hand, tugging him with you to push through the crowd, “This was the whole reason I agreed to this trip- but we never got to it!” 

You shoved your way through the crowd until you got to the front, pressing against the barrier to watch the fountain display. 

“Holy shit.” You heard him mutter from beside you. 

You grinned, “It’s impressive right?” 

“Imagine the coding it would take to get those things to stay on time.” 

~~

11:27pm 

After the show had ended, you had kept wandering for a while, up the strip, asking various questions back and forth. 

You had found out that he was a Minecraft youtuber and a law student, though you’d had to admit, you weren’t too knowledgeable on either that subject. 

Now you were both staring up at the Dave and Busters sign, “This is a good idea right?” 

He nodded, “Definitely. Come on, I’d bet I could beat you at skee ball!” 

Laughing, you followed him into the building, and up the stairs toward the arcade entrance, “Your on!” 

After buying the credit cards for access to the games, you grabbed his hand, dragging him over to the skee ball lanes. 

“Lets go!” He shouted, a few minutes later, upon realizing your score was a total of 10 points behind his, “I’m popping off!”

You laughed, “Okay, what game’s next?” 

Nearly an hour later, you had both run out of credits, and laughing, made you way up to the prize area. 

“Do you think its possible to compile our tickets?” He asked. 

“Why?” 

You followed his pointing finger to the large stuffed dragons sitting on one shelf. 

“We need him.” You said immediately.

After picking out a bright red dragon, you began to argue over the name as you made your way to the counter. 

“What about Carl?” You suggested. 

He shook his head, “I have a friend named Karl.” 

“How ‘bout........ Phil?” 

“I also know a Phil.” 

“Hmmmm, what about Sebastian?” 

“He doesn’t look like a Sebastian!” 

You frowned, “Well do you have any ideas then?” 

Alex thought for a moment, “Albert.” 

You looked down at the dragon, “Albert it is.” 

At the counter Alex convinced the reluctant worker to allow you to use both the cards credit totals, and then you went happily on your way out of the building, stopping to take a picture of Albert in front of the sign, which Alex posted to twitter with the comment of, “Look at our son!” 

You’d staid mostly out of frame, but he managed to get about half of your side, since you were the one holding Albert. 

“Do you think any pf the buffets are still open?” Alex asked. 

“I hope so, I’m starving.” You giggled. 

~~ 12:06am

The buffet was somewhat deserted, and you and Alex had grabbed seats in one of the corners after getting plates full of food.

Albert sat on the table between you as you talked. 

“So it’s roleplay- but in Minecraft?” You asked, barley holding back a laugh.

He nodded, chuckling, “It sounds stupid, I know, but it’s like- huge. Especially since technically I’m getting back into the main lore now, with the whole project: vegas thing.” 

“Project Vegas?” You asked. 

He nodded again, “My character, he’s been through almost everything that's happened, and everything always ends to blow up in his face, literally sometimes. He’s built contries from the ground up- as stupid as that sounds- but they always fail, but this one won’t fail.

“I’m partnering with another guy on the server to set up a whole economy, he’s making a bank, and I’m making- well I’m making my own Vegas.” 

You took a sip of your drink, “What’s it going to be called?” 

“I haven’t figured it out yet,” He admitted, “I wanted to just call it Las Vegas but the names already taken.”

With a chuckle you shifted in your seat, “What about....- what about Las Nevada's?” 

He laughed, “I like that.” 

“Tell me more about this server then, I still don’t understand the story.” 

With another chuckle he launched into the story, “Well, it all started when this guy called Wilbur Soot decided he wanted to start a nation....”

~~ 3:18am

“Blue.” 

You were back at the hotel now, still with Quackity, sitting out on the balcony of his room. Some how, you had ended up having some slightly deep talk about life and death and a million other things before lapsing into silence, simply watching the blinking lights of the city. 

“What?” He asked softly. 

“You asked me my favorite color, ten minutes after we met. It’s blue- that's my favorite color.” You shivered against a cold breeze. 

Alex shifted minutely closer, “Why?” 

You shrugged, “It can be so many things. Deep and dark and mysterious but also light like the summer sky and filled with hope. There’s a million shades from happiness to anger, and to everyone it could mean something else.” 

“I like that.” He said quietly. 

~~

7:04am

You yawned, rubbing sleep out of your eyes as the car drew closer to the airport.

Alex tapped on the steering wheel in time with the music, quietly humming along. 

“Oh, I see my friend, they actually waited for me.” You said as the car pulled up to the curb. 

“How considerate.” He chuckled, climbing out of the car. 

You followed suit, retrieving your duffle bag from the back seat. 

“Well, it was cool knowing you Alex.” You said. 

“Likewise.” 

Before you started to walk away you remembered, and quickly turned back to where he was standing, pulling Albert out of your bag, “Here, he’s yours. You spent more tickets on him than I did.” 

He shook his head, “Keep him. I give you full custody of our son.” 

“Oh- okay... bye then.” 

You barley made it a few steps before he was quickly catching up to you, grabbing your arm and spinning you to press his lips on yours. 

“Good luck with your shitty friends.” He breathed, before hurrying back to his car, leaving you flustered and running to catch up to your friend. 

~~

One and A Half Months later

It had been over a month since the Vegas trip, but you still hadn’t gotten Alex out of your head. 

You had clicked, on some level, and the late night conversation you had shared seemed to keep you thinking about him.

Now, you scrolled aimlessly through twitter, checking the trending tags until you came across one called “LAS NEVADAS” 

Now that piqued your interest, and clicking on it, you found posts of people live tweeting an event- no a live stream. And not just any live stream- a Minecraft stream.

Quickly you opened a new tab, pulling up twitch as fast as you could. 

What was the name of his channel? Oh god why did you forget?

Returning to twitter you searched until you found a link, following it to a new twitch tab. 

And there he was. 

The boy who had been doing laps around your mind was actually there, talking to another character. 

“Look Sam, you and me, we could control everything. I need the bank to help fund Las Nevada’s, we can be partners.” 

You sat, watching the stream, enthralled. 

Once it had ended, you still could hardly believe you found him, quickly following another link back to his twitter and opening a direct message. 

Y/n: Um, this is awkward, idk if you remeber this, but we met in vegas, about a month ago, and I had no idea how to find you until the stream today

quackityHQ: uh, hi? 

qusckityHQ: proof?

Quickly you sent him the picture you had taken of him with Albert, 

y/n: uhhh, bam, proof? 

y/n: our son is sitting on my head board right now

quackityHQ: holy shit

#mcyt x reader #quackity x reader #quackityhq x reader #teddy06 writes #teddy06

[kingwolfie08]

david and daniel

this took me since yesterday (or probably just since 1:00 a.m. to me getting destracted by something else, making me stop the drawing, to going back to it this morning) to finish lol.

also finally, im posting something new again, and not an old drawing.

anyways- here are two of my favourite camp camp characters, in one drawing, and also the only two camp camp characters, im decent at drawing:

also the design for their hair, came from me wanting to draw in the eddsworld artstyle, and i was planning on drawing 70 different characters and or youtubers, in one drawing, and these were two of the characters i drew on there. (i dont know if i have that original drawing, but i might, or might not. actually the only two drawings from that one drawing i have saved, is literally just- stampy, and cassie the cat, and thats all i have saved from that drawing, that i know of.)

anyways, when i drew these two like this, i actually liked how it turned out, so when i remebered those drawings, i desided to draw em both, in this one drawing, from those two design choices i made in the past.

anyways drawing poses, using yourself as a reference for poses, is very hard to do. (im saying that, because i had have myself pose in a way thats somewhat like how i drew daniel, just so i didn't mess up with the arms and hands. also im suprised that i actually drew how i wanted to draw daniels arms, because i kinda had to hold my apple pencil in a way, thats somewhat kinda like that, and i did kinda think, that it wouldn't turn out decent, but im happy that i didn't give up on them.

anyways again, not related to the drawing, but- my friends say my artstyle is unique, but i just think its alittle bland. but if they like my art, then im not complaining . plus even tho i think the artstyles bland, i still like it myself, and i still plan on drawing like that. because its the only artstyle im good at drawing in.

anyways, thats all i wanted to say, so here are just the tags:

#camp camp #camp camp daniel #camp camp david #cc david #cc daniel #david and daniel

[byeolies]

|Otome Game||Geo Route|

Choose your route!

❥Anemo Route

❥Pyro Route

❥Geo Route ☜

Geo Route Chosen!

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The time started once more, with Ames dragging you to the lunchroom. Ames deciding to ramble on and on about the teachers. The cafeteria was full of people either with people relaxing or chatting up with some friends. “I’ll be waiting for you at the table” Ames waved good bye before leaving you in the lunch line. After a whole good 30 minutes, you were finally at the cashier ordering your food.

Once you got your food, you headed towards the table where Ames was at. “Oh yeah you said that you got a good book from the library, what’s the book about?” Ames said with sparkling eyes. You checked your backpack to find the book she was talking about.

You remebered reading this book in the real life worl. “Well it’s about a mad scientist father and a little girl named Aya who lives in this house but the girl doesn’t know about curse until that night. She then later learns that her father been killing people and turning them into dolls so he can keep their ‘eternal beauty’. I’m not that far in the book, but I’m on the part where she confronts her father.” You explained the plot of the book. “I forgot how you were into those action and plot twist kind of books” Ames said with a smile.

You remembered how you needed to renew your book or else you’ll get a loan for it. “I’ll see you in class, I need to go renew my book or else I’ll get a loan for it” You said rushing to eat your food. Ames waved goodbye as you rushed to the library.

A brunette woman with emerald green eyes was typing away on the computer. “Hello, my code Is 71045 and I’ll like to request more time on this book.” You greeted the woman as she scanned the book. “Y/N right? You have two more weeks to read this book. Also thank you for Being on time .“ librarian said with a smile. The eyes of someone was following you as you exited the library and gone to the courtyard .

”now time to find Ames or else she’ll go mother mode on me.” You said while texting Ames for her location. You heard a ruckus from the grass side of the campus. Sounds of arrows hitting targets and people celebrating or motivating themselves.

“oh cmon you guys can do better next time! Hm let me see if I can find someone who’ll give you an example.” A brown haired boy in a uniform tapped your shoulder. He seems to be the life of the party. “Hey, my names Teppei, and I was kind of wondering if you’ll show my friends over there how to shoot an arrow.” Teppei asked while rubbing the back of head.

You weren’t some magical protagonist in a movie who was good at everything. Nope you’re just an college girl who somehow won the lottery to try this demo of this popular vr game. But you didn’t want to let his time go to waste so you accepted. He led you to the training arena, introducing you to his friends. You picked up the bow and arrow, aiming for the bullseye.

A screen popped up that had one of those times click things where you gotta land the white line on the green section. Being good at timed events, you landed the green and hit the bullseye. You gave them back the items as the rookies thanked you. Teppei gave you his number for “Future references“. You continued on your way to find Ames until the bell rang.

‘I’ll meet Ames after this period anyways.’ You hurried to class and made in time to see people crowding around 2 people. One albino and a half dog person. They were awwing at the half dog and half juman person. Everyone dispersed when the teacher came into the class and explained what we’re doing. A lottery for a seating chart. How ironic, I got into this situation because I won a lottery. Everyone drew a lottery and got into their assigned seats. Seems like I got the protag window. What will I be doing? Staring out the window, generating random breezes, camera angles, having a harem, or being the dunce of the group? Who knows. The dog boy who everyone was awwing over sat next to me. Let me guess? The girls is death staring me? You checked and saw that the girls were exactly doing that. Yep.

Well this is gonna be fun year.. The teacher starting to teach us math. Most of the class wasn't even listening and the other half was sneaking on their phone. The teacher gave us 10 minutes of class time to relax. The guy next to me started to introduce himself as Gorou . You introduced yourself after him . “You must be the girl who helped the rookies out with their practice right?” Gorou said teasing me. You felt as if you were being called out so not knowing what to say ,you just nodded your head.

“Ah, I’m just teasing you. But thank you for helping them ! Here’s my number so call me up if you need anything to return the favor.” Gorou typed in his number on your phone. When he gave it back, the bell ring and people filed out of the classroom. You were about to leave until the teacher asked you to bring someone’s homework to them. “It’s for the Alchemy Club President. He’s been very busy with the whole state competition they’re competing in. “ You remember the teacher saying as you walked down the halls.

You entered the classroom labeled “Alchemy Club” just see some liquid in the beaker bubbling. Almost like a secret mad scientist lab! You looked around excitedly, looking at a pink colored liquid in the beaker. Wow looks like one of those cliche love potion color. Eyes were reflected on the other side of the glass. You jumped back a bit.

A boy around my age popped up from his spot. “I suggest you don’t touch that. It’s an acidic liquid that can burn off your skin, so if you don’t want to have a finger then don’t touch it.” The beige boy said not looking up from his notebook. Where the heck did he get that notebook? “Sorry, the math teacher wanted me to give this to Alchemy Club President.” You said while handing over the document.

He looked up from his notebook to take the stapled paper packet. The boys met mine for a bit and decided to say “You’re that girl from the library. The one who didn’t face Lisa’s wrath“ the boy said scanning over the stack. Lisa? Oh he must mean the librarian.. Her wrath can’t be that bad..

As if he could tell what you were thinking he said “Her wrath is ton more worse than if the principal caught you vandalizing the school.”. You imagined the principal as a scary old man. While he was still looking over the document, you took in his appearance.

Blonish gray that looks like it’s been run through a ton, blue eyes with bags, and a lab coat that screams “I’m a scientist”. “Thank you for bringing this to me, you may leave now“ He dismissed me and you left to walk to the front gate. The sun is having its daily meeting with the ground. Not many students left at the school, only after-school activity clubs are left. You saw Ames figure from the school entrance.

You walked towards her.

Shouting her name seemed to make her attention on you. Her neck made a cracking sound as she turned to me. Scary..”Where were you? I didn’t see you afree you returned the book?” Ames said digging into me for answers. You sweat dropped trying to avoid her questions until you bumped into what felt like a rock.

Is someone trying to imitate a rock? “Ah sorry about that, it seems I didn’t pay attention where I was walking.” A voice said, leathery texture for hands checked me for injuries. “Its fine, I was talking to my friend so I guess we both didn’t pay attention where we’re walking” You apologized. You looked at Ames to see her drooling and having heart in her eyes. The guy had a nice voice. To be honest, wouldn’t be surprised if he did ASMR for some side money on YouTube.

“Hey Mr.Zhongli, what’s taking so long? Cmon we gotta hurry if we wanna eat at Wanmin Resturant” a ginger said behind us. ‘Zhongli sighed and told the ginger to relax and that Wanmin Resturant isn’t going anywhere. The tall man waved bye to us and joined his friend. Once he was out of view, Ames decided to blow your eardrums. “What’s wrong with you?” You said making sure your ears didn’t bleed out.

She looked at you with an ‘Are you serious right now Y/N?’. “You don’t know who he is?! He’s the hot student council member! I’ll tell you later, right now we gotta get back home or else we’ll be grounded .” Ames sighed with a disappointing look on her face. You followed her to your home.

“I’ll see you tommrow Y/N! I’ll pick u up at 7 am sharp, so don’t be late or else I’ll leave you behind” Ames said before walking off. Sighing, You prepared yourself to enter the house. You didn’t know what to expect.

To be continued…

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A/N: Hey guys, I’m sorry you guys had to wait so long for this to come out. I had lost motivation for it and kinda hit a wall what to write for it but I finally had the motivation to finish it this week. Also thank you for 78 followers! Again I’m sorry. Thank you for your patience ! Hoped you enjoy this and I send all my positive energy to you all you who are having a bad day :))💜✨!

Gorou: Everyone in the school agrees he’s best boy and is loved by all students except Sara. Archery Club President and obeys Kokomi. Gets teased by Albino with red eyes while Kokomi watches. For entertainment reasons, he’s Clumsy enough to drop a stress ball on the floor and start to chase it around his apartment. (Kazuha caught him doing this more than one time and purposely throws a ball for him to chase)You think he admires the flower spewing boy since he always seems excited around him or more like relaxed.

Albedo: Alchemy Club President. Klee visits him at school from time to time not caring of the rules . (Klee:What are rules? Oh well they sound like they’re made to be broken) You’ll probably see more him later. Talks straight to the point. Will talk to you if you’re interesting. Alchemy Club is his hibernation spot so you gotta take care of him to make sure he’s still alive on Jean’s order. You will rarely see him outside but when you do, he goes to a secluded area to sketch the wildlife there. You wonder why he didn’t join the art club when you saw his painting.

Zhongli: Has his own club just like Diluc but has more club members than Diluc’s Club. Treasury for student council along with Ningguang. Friends with Ginger just because he enjoys his company. Has videos of Childe struggling with chopsticks with the excuse of “itll be good to look back on when you master on how to use them”. Known for his good looks and his soothing voice. Everyone respects him. you seem to catch his attention with your accentric way of thinking.

#zhongli x reader #genshin impact #bad writing #not a lot motivation rn #albedo x reader #female reader #gorou x reader #otome game

[waywardonesfilms]

Hey guys, some destiel brainrot for yall

Dean finds a way into the empty to find cas but finds more than he bargained for

The empty

Dean heard the stories. Cas told him what it was like when he had been here. But it was entirely different experiencing it yourself

He was surrounded by blackness. One shade of black. There was no difference between the floor and the surroundings.

The floor was hard, but made no sound when stepped on.

The silence was deafening. There was no sounds, no footsteps to break his silence, only the sound of his own pulse and the sharp breaths he was sucking in.

His ears roared despite the lack of noise, finding it hard to hear his own thoughts.

He spoke

Bad choice

"... Cas?"

His voice was deafening, echoing through the empty, warping his tone, taunting him. He blocked his ears, but his voice taunted him inside head, castiels name over and over again, yelling at him, screaming at him. His brain shut down, only hearing his name. He collapsed, shaking, rocking on the ground.

The sounds evetually subsided, until there was only small whispers of the name. Dean got up, deciding prayer was probably the best way to talk to cas.

He looked around him in all directions. Everywhere looked the same, so he walked forward. Hopefully it was the right way.

As he moved deeper into the empty, it started changing. It was no longer black silence. There was castiels voice, whispering accusations at him.

"you didn't care about me"

"you didn't even try to save me"

"you let me down"

Dean ignored them, still pushing forward.

Then it got worse.

He was walking, in the same straight line he had started on (how big was this place?) when he found himself looking at the rufus's summer house.

He was standing there, with other people who were blurry. All he could see was him and cas.

Dean remebered this.

Cas was crazy. Dean was angry at him.

"nobody cares that your broken, cas!" he heard himself say, echoing slightly. He looked over to cas's face. He looked hurt. Really hurt.

Guilt overtook dean's body. He turned from the scene, and walked in another direction.

He was met by another scene.

It was the bunker table, where cas was sitting on a chair, wearing a sweater, a smile plastered on his newly human face.

Dean deffinately knew what this was. He tired to turn away, but everywhere he looked, he could see it happening.

'He' walked up to cas, who looked up at him hopefully.

"you can't stay cas"

Cas's face made the same hurt expression.

Dean turned wway from it again. How many of these was he gonna have to endure?

He kept walking, seeing all the times he had hurt cas, yelled at cas, hurt his feelings, castiels voice getting louder and louder.

"YOU WERE NEVER GRATEFUL"

"I DID EVERYTHING FOR YOU AND YOU GAVE ME NOTHING"

"I SHOULD HAVE LEFT YOU IN HELL"

"I LOVED YOU DEAN"

Time was meaningless. He couldn't tell whether he had been there years, months or minutes. It didn't matter. He was stuck in this endless torture. Looking for cas, only to be confronted with everyway he had hurt him.

Maybe he shouldn't find him.

Maybe he was better off without him.

At this thought, he fell down on his knees and sat there, giving up. Cas didn't want to be found. He hated dean. Why would he want to go with dean? All dean ever did was hurt him. And betary him. And fuck his life up.

Another scene lit up in front of him. Dean didn't even look up, expecting it to be the same ones he had seen a thousand times.

Except this time it wasn't.

Dean looked up after the silence was to long. His heart froze, breath catching in his throat, tears threatening to spill over.

The scene showed the bunker, but his time it was the dungeon.

Cas's eyes shone. His face also shone. With pure happiness.

"I love you"

Dean mirrored the face he was making in the scene in front of him. He watched cas get taken by the empty.

The scene faded and he was alone again.

He put his face in his hands, hearing a whimper escape him.

He let go.

He cried.

He baweld, tears after tears after tears, hating himself. Why didn't he tell him. Why didn't he just man up and tell him he loved him.

He screamed at the void surrounding him, expecting echoes, but nothing happened it was just his voice.

His hands fell from his face.

He stopped crying and screaming and took a deep breath.

"I love you to" he whispered. He lay on the floor, to tired to cry.

A small ball appeared, faintly glowing with a soft golden light.

It hovered for a few seconds before dancing its way over to dean's shaking figure.

It hovered next to dean for a few seconds, before growing to the size of a small building, a tangle of light made of eyes, wings and claws.

Dean still lay on the ground, eyes covered, oblivious to what was happening.

"dean?"  dean heard in his head. It was castiels voice.

Dean stood up immediately, and froze, looking up at the creature in front of him.

It couldn't be

It was

"cas?" he asked.

"dean" cas repeated,

Dean took in the mess of light in front of him, in awe.

"is this your true form?" he gasped out, moving forward a little

"yes it is" cas sounded ashamed "I am sorry if it scares you"

"you don't scare me cas" dean beamed up at him "your beautiful cas" and dean wasn't lying. He was beautiful.

The light above him seemed to ripple and move in a way that could only be described as joyful

"really" castiels voice was full of hope and happiness. It was adorable

"hell yeah man, your beautiful to me no matter what" dean blushed and stepped forward, stroking one of the ligh ribbons. It glowed and rippled in response.

It seemed to hesitate before wrapping itself around dean and holding him, filling him with warmth.

Dean audibly gasped, loving the sensation. He had only just realised how cold he was before "you're so freaking warm dude"

Castiel ignored him "dean, what are you doing here" he asked, sounding angry.

"I'm here to save you, obviously" dean's scoffed and continued to stroke the light holding him.

"I was at peace with my descision dean" cas huffed

"yeah, well I wasn't" dean looked straight into the closest eye he could find "and I wasn't done with you" he took a deep breath "we need to talk man"

"I heard you before dean" castiels voice dripped with bittersweet happiness "there's no need for us to converse on the matter"

"so you know?" dean asked, his heart palpitatimg in his chest

"yes dean, I know" the light gripped him tighter

Dean let out the breah he hadn't realised he was holding "well, if it wasn't for your current state, I would kiss ya" he shakily laughed.

The light stopped moving. The light around his waist moved to drape over his shoulders instead, lighting up with blinding light

"cas?" dean asked before the light started to change shape. The wings, talons and yeyes strayed shrinking, imploding into themselves. Slowly, the shape of a man formed. The light draped around his shoulders turned into arms.

A fresh, trench-coated castiel stood in front of dean, arms draped around his shoulders.

Cas opened his mouth to speak but dean leaned forward and wrapped his arms aroind his waist, closing the distance between their lips.

Cas kissed back instantly, hungry and full of unspoken words that were to difficult and complicated to articulate. Before dean could deepen the kiss, cas drew back "guess you weren't lying about that kiss" his breath tickled dean's lips, no longer speaking in dean's mind.

Dean laughed and leant forward again but cas pushed him back a bit

"dean, I know what the empty does to people. Whatever happened, whatever you saw..." cas smiled a little "I love you. You don't need to feel guilty anymore" cas held his neck tighter "and I already know you're sorry"

"I am sorry... And I love you to" dean repeated.

Cas leant in this time but paused, right before their lips touched.

"how are you planning to get me out of here" cas asked, concerned

"well, I kinda sent a prayer up to the jack almighty and when I send him the signal, he will pull both our asses out" dean beamed

Cas smiled "for once, an idea that could actually work"

"damn right it's gonna work" dean laughed "but I'm not gonna send the signal just yet"

"why not?" cas tilted his head adorably

Dean's voice dropped and he leant into cas, lips almost touching "we still got some catching up to do"

...

#supernatural #castiel #dean winchester #destiel #destiel fic #destiel fanfic #destiel ficlet #deancas #Destiel kiss #Destiel first kiss #15×18 #spn 15x20

[theguardianace]

ok autocorrect is off beusn is going three hillion miles ber hour lets do thsi thing vabey

rui is oftened liked to an alchemist which i just think is the tcoolest and most gender thing wer? like alchemists in general are so gender ahve you ever seen albedo genshinimpact luteslly what i aspire to be in kife. he has a hood and a oab coat and the best hair ever created remeber that luka thing i drew that stule is based off his hair anyways not the point its tui time. alchemists ih yeah like the mixture of science and magix!!!!!! he creates these shows rhst are like. scientifically based n stuff he makes all these robots n frinws and stuff but everythinf feels so fantaastixal and tagts so cool. and the whole creating life thifns!!! thats like what hes foung toth his robots hes taking raw marerial and aaying u r a rhing now be livinf. he made a robot friend thets basicslly hsut s oeerson at tvsu oing. rui also gets te gender lab coat the think is hedeous ami i love it so much agve tyo seen it like swish around when be soins its so fun and aaaausbajsbsjsh did tou know kmizuki made it foe hjm