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teethandclawsxx · 7 months
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WHEN WILL STRAIGHT GUYS STOP HITTING ON ME .
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bug-decal-kissing · 3 months
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Hey friends!
A new work, if only the stars could hear my love for you, by confetti_punk, was published today, with 1/1 Chapters released! It has a rating of General Audiences and No Archive Warnings Apply, with additional tags "ProhibitedWish, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, sappy till the hurt, Bittersweet, this is just a silly idea i had dont think too much into it tbh, A little ooc maybe?, idk scarab is just more passive then i usually like him to be, Emotional Hurt, fellas is it gay to go stargazing and cuddle together?, i love these dumb emotionally repressed old men so much guys, im so tired, had a migraine the whole to i wrote this but its okay cause im a brave boy"
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YESSSSSS A SOFT MOMENT BETWEEN THEM, IT'S DELICIOUS <33333 Prismo is so lonely and touch-starved; I think he needs,, a cat/silly BUT THAT ENDING AAAAAAGH AA NOOOOOO IM GOING TO THROW UP DONT DO THAT TO THEMMMMMM WAAAAAGH/pos
A new work, Party for a New Wishmaster by phoenixash234flames, was published today, with 1/1 Chapters released! It has a rating of Teen And Up Audiences and No Archive Warnings Apply, with additional tags "Implied Sexual Content, POV First Person, scarab pov"
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Orbo finds out what gay people are/j Prismo is so SMITTEN for Scarab and Scarab is so SMITTEN for him too, it makes me want to eat my walls/pos
NSFW works are below the cut :].
The Beginning is the End is the Beginning, by grylos, was updated today, with 13/? Chapters released! It has a rating of Explicit and Graphic Depictions Of Violence, and Rape/Non-Con, with additional tags "Genocide, Slavery, Sexual Slavery, Bombs, Suicidal Thoughts, Sad, Happy Ending, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Backstory, Slow Burn, Child Abuse, Past Abuse, Physical Abuse, Explicit Sexual Content, Corruption, Consensual Non-Consent, Rape/Non-con Elements, Self-Harm, Grooming, Oviposition, Bugs & Insects, bug sex, Cannibalism, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Suicide Attempt, Dismemberment, Violence, Blood and Gore"
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Baby's first (real) job <3 Amnion is my little guy now they are so sad and I think they need a nice blanket and then everything will be okay /j Helen is both cool and terrifying I want her to leAVE SCARAB ALONE HE DID NOTHING WRONG YOUR HONOUR </3
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khathastrophe · 1 year
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ALRIGHT LADS HEAR ME OUT
Kinnporsche mermaid/pirate AU
I pitched it to my friends earlier but I need discussion on this
so i am thinking pirate family theerapanyakuls?
probably rich enough they could basically be a royalty anyway like so so rich they actually don't need to even captain anymore they have a whole island of organised pirates to rule, except organised piracy is basically just a government and some pirates and/or actual governments REALLY do not like that
so Kinn ends up idk sent somewhere by his father or kidnapped or idk I am making this up as I go and he ends up on like an abandoned island? maybe they mutiny-ed just dropped him off there Jack Sparrow style anyway enter a lil shit merman (which wtf Kinn didn't even know those existed) who is here to make fun of a poor poor sailor boy
Maybe they just threw him overboard and Porsche to the rescue like in the original
"I'll get you out of here if you give me some of those human shiny things" cause there is WAY less sunken treasure than legends would lead you to believe
Listen i have not yet figured out if these are one of those "i grow legs when plot requires" mermaids or if it will be some sort of deal on Porsche's side akin to the hand sacrifice?? but it's a tail sacrifice??.... like Barbie Mermaidia (the superior mermaid themed television) idk but perhaps he needs help from Kinn too something to do with Chay probably??
idk fellas should I keep brainstorming this what is the consensus?
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cledubs · 2 years
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Okey okey I'm working on something for the Ghost Au, and there's very little about the trio, so here we are
First of all, I know for a fact there was a post about how old the ghosts where when they died. But I'm not sure if there was ever said how old the trio is? (I tried but couldn't find the post to check it myself) Do you by any chance happened to have this information?
Secondly, I've been seeing here and there bits and pieces about trios life outside of the ghosts fiasco, but it's very little. So here I am, what do you think actually happened that they all ended up living in the same house? The consensus for now if Pearl found the house and was looking for roommates. But we don't actually know why she even get the house in the first place (there's ofc the Found who did the stabbing version and just want to live in the hounted house version) is there like a reason why she get there? Same goes for Lizzie and Mumbo. I saw someone saying off hand that Mumbo's would have a job, and i think it would be quiet funny if he actually had some night time job, it would add to the whole Katherine thinks his a vampire thing. I don't think i saw any reason why Lizzie decided to go with it (tho i might missed something idk)
I think it's all i can think of as of now, but feel free to say anything about the Trio you want! I just need to know more about those fellas!
i would say the trio are all around their mid-late twenties, probably
(this one’s kind of long so i’m putting it under a cut)
what i’ve been thinking is:
pearl heard about some presumably haunted house on the internet somewhere, and she checked it out and it was pretty cheap! she’d been living in a simple apartment (flat? is that what they call it in england??) so it was kind of an upgrade anyways, haunted or not. she’d been really curious about ghosts and stuff and she wanted to investigate herself instead of watching shows about people investigating haunted buildings! she put an ad out for a few roommates, because while the house was cheap for it’s size, it was still a little too expensive for her. pearl is also studying some marine biology in her free time (because of all the axolotls she had in LL)
lizzie saw the ad, and had been living a few towns away. she has been thinning of moving to that town anyways, because some of her family lives there. so she reached out to pearl! as i’ve mentioned a couple times, the family that lives in town are her grandparents and maybe an aunt or uncle. i’m thinking that she’s a florist (and maybe katherine is her coworker). lizzie was quick to learn of the house’s reputation after moving in and found it very fascinating, but was somewhat frightened of it.
for mumbo, i can’t really think of something for him to do that would correspond with something he did in LL. maybe geology, specifically gems and crystals? because of the end crystals? (out of the trio, mumbo is the one i watch the least videos of in general) but also i could just go with computer science or something because of his whole redstone thing in general. but i’m thinking he’s just out of university/college/whatever it’s called and is looking for a new house. he also doesn’t know anything about the supposed hauntedness, and for a while after they all move in he’s actually completely in denial that there are ghosts in the house. he reaches out to pearl at around the same time lizzie does, and they all end up agreeing to buy the house together!
that’s it for now i think! thank you for the ask !! :D
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furbyvampire · 1 year
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ok I totally get the criticism and I do totally agree on the consensus about sparkly blingy neon critters vs natural simple Just A Little Guy™ but.....idk fellas I think if we're wanting a more traditional-looking Furby in the year 2023....that guy is gonna be not far off from what the final guy is gonna look like and unfortunately that's just how 2020s toy design is. all we can do is love and accept this new furby as we love and accept all furbys
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noctuascion · 4 years
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ok ok actual prompt: crypto is being a stinky nerd in his room not eating and mirage lures him out by making some nice food. smooching ensues
I wub,,,,, Ty,,,,,,,,,,,, for the wonderful prompt;;;;;
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Yet another fruitless search through files gathered from various sources, no information gathering holding any value other than if Park wanted to host a trivia night on the Syndicate's favorite brand of coffee. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in irritation and fatigue. Hours spent with nothing to show for it aside from an empty stomach and extra bags under his eyes.
Elliott had been in his room ten minutes ago, attempting to coax him out to get something in him, that it wouldn't get him anywhere to just waste away in his room; it would be bad for matches, and, whilst he agreed on that front, he couldn't bring himself to tear his eyes away from his computer screen, couldn't find any time to leave his room and seek out sustenance. When Park said he was fine, Elliott let out a despaired sigh, leaving his boyfriend alone.
Park couldn't deny he felt a little bad. Elliott probably just wanted to eat dinner with him, talk about his day and help the hacker with these horribly self-destructive tendencies. His habit of destroying his own body via starvation was one out of despair, of desperation to fade away from the world as soon as everything was done, that his ending would be cold and bitter, that everyone else would have a place in the new world he had created through his actions.
Elliott, however, changed all of that. He was his happy ending, and he was where he belonged in the new world. It gave him hope that he could live happily. Still, habits die hard, and forgoing necessities, at times, was more out of simple habit than on purpose. It made the trickster worry, and he hated that—making his other half worry so much about him. He wasn't worth worrying over so much.
His attention finally broke from his computer when he felt strong hands massage his shoulders, startling him just a bit, but the sensation was so familiar that he was able to relax almost immediately.
The other leaned down a bit, pressing a simple kiss to his ear, and whispered, "Hey, sweetheart."
"Elliott—"
Elliott shushed him, and he would've been offended were it anyone else. "You've been working almost all day. You've skipped every meal, including brunch, and I don't think you want to skip dinner."
"And why is that?"
"I made bibimbap," the trickster singsonged.
He did really like the dish, and he could see why the other had selected it; it hit a good portion of the necessary food groups, so Park would get at least some nutrition. And he knew, if he was looking at Elliott, the other would be making those puppy eyes at him, which would easily break him and he'd end up complying instantly.
But he did look into those puppy eyes, and he did break, instantly, and he was releasing a tired groan, reaching out to close everything, shut his computer off and make sure no one could access what he was working on. Elliott looked incredibly pleased with himself, pressing an affectionate kiss to Park's temple and giving his shoulder a gentle pat.
"Thank you, darling."
The hacker smiled tiredly, moving to rise from his seat, Elliott only centimeters behind him. "Anything for you, you nuisance."
Arms wrapped snugly around Park's waist, a head coming up to rest on his shoulder and lips pressing firmly against his cheek this time, endearingly squishing it, something the other seemed strangely fond of doing. He never bothered asking why—he simply chalked it up to that strangeness he was so fond of.
"Y'know you love me! You wouldn't let me touch you if you didn't!"
"Hmm… The jury is still out on that one, dear."
"Oh, is it now?"
"I'd say so."
"Well…" Elliott suddenly hoisted the other up, hearing a surprised laugh escape his lover, drawing forth one of his own, "looks like I'll just have to love and care for you until the day the jury comes back."
"Put me down—!"
"Can't hear you, heartbreaker—we're going to the kitchen!"
Elliott knew there were a lot of aspects about Park that were broken, like a vase shattered by someone's carelessness. But, piece by piece, he was putting him back together, a few shards missing, but he was still beautiful, despite the cracks, the chipped paint. He was breathtaking, his smile whole and eyes warm. He was Elliott's everything, and the days he was worse off, the days where he refused to eat and the days he couldn't get out of bed, were the days he remained glued to his side, trying his best for the only other person who made him know what love was like.
He was fixing Park, and, in a way, strangely enough, perhaps he was being fixed, too.
Once they were in the dining room, Elliott set Park by his chair, the other suppressing his laughter and having given up on attempting to escape the other's hold the moment he passed the threshold of his room, carrying him like he weighed nothing. The trickster gestured to the bowl on the table, his usual bright smile adorning his visage.
"Enjoy!"
Park looked over the meal, head tilted to the side. The bibimbap was still warm, still steaming, silverware placed on either side of it. However, there was another plate set beside it, a rather tempting looking brownie set upon it. In a glass was chamomile tea, likely for the hacker's constant state of stress and insomnia. He suspected the brownie was incentive to eat, which he had no qualms against, but, frankly, he was beginning to feel a little guilty.
"You do a lot for someone that doesn't make an effort," he muttered without really realizing it, suddenly being spun around by an incredulous Elliott.
"Hey, what does that mean?" he inquired, tone lacking any anger, only really laced with concern.
"You're always making so many attempts for me to improve my health." Park shrugged, gaze downcast. "Yet I'm not exactly quick to change my habits. It just seems childish on my part."
"It's not—babe." Elliott slipped a hand under Park's chin, raising it just slightly so they were meeting gazes. "Healing isn't gonna happen just like that. It takes time to get better, and I know that." His smile appeared sad now, brows gently furrowed. "If it takes a lifetime to make you happy, make you healthy, then I'm willing to spend the rest of my life with you, doing just that." He drew the other into a hug, yet another kiss pressed against the hacker's forehead. "You do the same for me just by being here."
"I bet I could do more."
"You could, but I'm not asking you to."
"But I didn't ask you to either."
"But—"
A finger was placed on Elliott's lips, silencing him. "Eat dinner with me. After that, we can do that thing you always wanted."
Elliott's mouth dropped as Park's finger slipped away, a knowing smile crossing the hacker's sharp features. "Really? You really mean it? We can do the thing?"
Park nodded his head.
"Yes! I've always wanted to paint your nails! Which color do you like? I can do yellow or green—or any color, really, but I want to know what color you want!"
Healing was a long, arduous journey, but Park wouldn't mind walking that road with Elliott at his side, the other's sunny disposition hiding the demons he had; he'd be there for the other, every step of the way, however he can.
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