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lyricalporcupine · 1 year
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long time, no see~~
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non-plutonian-druid · 2 months
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look guys i actually did some spirit designs
[ID: the Hargreeves' spirits in the Paranatural au - or at least, the five of them that are kids in this au.
Luther's is an ape that looks like his body from the comics. Diego's is a creature that looks a bit like a small porcupine. Allison's is a large snake with its mouth duct taped shut. Klaus' is a blue raccoon with three eyes and a pink tail, and Viktor's is based off of the White Violin from the comics, except its head transforms into reaching arms. End ID.]
sorry, the ID got REALLY long this time. that's a summary for anyone scrolling, theres a more detailed one under the cut!
[ID: Luther's spirit is labelled First Simian In Space: THE MARTIAN APE. He looks like the ape that supplied Luther's body in the comics, drawn in the paranatural style; blue, with one eye. He is wearing an astronaut helmet and sitting in a coin operated rocket ship that is much too small for it. He has transformed the world around him into a scifi martian landscape; cardboard standups with doors and lockers scribbled on them are the only indication of the real world. Luther is sprawled on the ground staring in shock, while the Martian Ape says "Y'know, you should totally just kill your dad".
Diego's spirit is a very small creature that looks a bit like a porcupine.
Panel 1: Diego holds his spirit in his hands and says, "So, what's your name?". His spirit responds "I am called..."
Panel 2: A caption appears; Projectile Extraordinaire: KRAKEN. The image is in full color, focusing on Kraken, which glowers cutely and shows off her spines.
Panel 3: The same shot as panel one, except Diego now looks very skeptical. He says "..." and then "Why." Kraken responds "It sounded cool."
Allison's spirit is a giant green snake coiled around a tree branch, with a pattern down his back that looks like open mouths.
The first two images are centered on Allison, who is scowling in both. Someone unseen says "It can force people to do things, honey!" and "It's too dangerous to leave you alone with it." and finally, "So we fixed it."
The final image is of the spirit. He is captioned Muzzled Mind Controller: THE RUMOR. His mouth has been duct taped shut. He does not look pleased.
Klaus' spirit is a blue raccoon with dark purple legs and a fluffy striped pink tail. It also has three eyes.
Panel 1: The large colored closeup of Klaus' spirit. It is captioned Mystical Conartist: THE SEANCE.
Panel 2: Klaus asks it "With a name like that, what's your power?" The Seance, its nose just high enough to fit into frame, replies, "Oh, I can sense ghosts"
Panel 3: Klaus looks supremely unimpressed. In the background, a ghost says "Hi" to Allison and Luther, and they say "Oh, hey" back.
Panel 4: Klaus asks, "Seriously?"
Panel 5: The Seance, viewed from above, says "Hey, I can sense them even when they're not visible! Like behind walls and stuff!"
Panel 6: The Seance adds "Also I can float." It is demonstrating, floating about eye level with Klaus and emitting a cloud of cyan spectral energy as it does so. Klaus looks more pleased with this and says "Okay, that one's pretty good."
Viktor's spirit is a Wight, a spirit so warped by rage and pain that it has permanently been changed, its spectral energy has become white, and has gained massive, devastating power. It looks a lot like the design of the White Violin in the comics, but it manifests too many or too few arms from where its head should be.
There are three images of it. In the first, it is kneeling. It has manifested six arms in varying degrees of completeness, and all of them look sad.
In the second, the matter of its head has split into many small pieces that almost look like parts of mouths, save for two clawing hands. It screams, in the Wight spirit language from Paranatural, WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME.
In the third, the largest, its knees buckle as it stands and manifests one reaching hand. It is captioned Violent White: THE WHITE VIOLIN. End ID]
#tua#the umbrella academy#luther hargreeves#diego hargreeves#allison hargreeves#klaus hargreeves#uhhhh...#vanya hargreeves#?#thats definitely not viktor. and its not REALLY vanya either but it IS made to look like her#space boy#the kraken#the rumor#the seance#the white violin#i feel like those are all fair game#some notes in no particular order:#look i did a spirit language from the webcomic! literally the easiest one to make (and read) but still!#its called Wight Wail btw bc Paranatural is mostly puns by weight#omg guys should i do something where delores speaks in Cursed Words?#in order to speak cursed words you have to have killed people but. she deserves it#i accidentally made most of these just An Animal which is super boring of me. so designs might be revisited. but this is where we're at rn!#also after i finished lining almost all of them i wore out my wrist and have been waiting like a week for it to heal enough to draw#i can do most of the heavy lifting of coloring and shading left handed which helped stave off the boredom#but it still hurts and its been a week and i WANT TO BE DONE so i gave up on ever lining klaus' and colored the sketch i had#there was stuff i wanted to fix and change but... well nevermind doing that i guess lol#also hence the typed text instead of handwritten. i would have used the sketch text but that was ACTUALLY illegible#oh yeah also#i discovered on my review of the title cards for the spirits of Paranatural that they have descriptors on top of their names#and paranatural already has a white//wight thing going on with wights having white energy so i was like... lets lean into it.
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ghouljams · 4 months
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rereading ur aus and seeing so many ppl share their ocs made me want to join the dance line ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ (this is my first ask non-anon and prolly like my third ever ask so sorry for the word jumble, im nerVOUS).
I think I will name my little blorbo Stitch. The reason for her name is that she sells handmade plushies online (+ works part time at the local art store to make ends meet) and she gets hurt easily that it isn't too surprising for her to get stitches the various falls and cooking injuries. She's neighbors with Love and they get along very well (girlys with more than a few screws loose) and even gifted a green teddy bear to cabbage when she found out abt the changeling. Stitch is fully human, and at first it was for shits and giggles but it quickly became set that she had like, no magic. nothing. empty like a brick. It's to the point where, idk, I hope this works in this world, even the most normal human at least gets goosebumps/bad feeling (brush it off as the weather or just life stress) when faes are around, but she just don't feel shit. She doesn't have nor retains any magic, so faes can still get hooks in her, but like too strong of a tug and it would *physically* come straight off. Hence her random injuries, and the depth of the injury will depend on the weight of the tether. Tapping doesnt work on her either but it does make her throw up and physically ill.
Still figuring out how this would've happened, but so far my fav idea is that a fae scared her so bad as a child that something went wrong. I know this is mixing cultures, but my mum once told me (and i cannOT for my life find online material supporting this belief) that in the chinese culture one of the ways they explain why children see shit is because they retain the most connections to the Heaven Realm as newly reincarnated subjects (and the connection fades with age and blah blah). So maybe Stitch was seeing the faes so vividly that shit wrecked her to the point a screw goes loose (mentally, emotionally, magically (??) and physically (her hair grows gray now)).
The mental image that started this all is just Stitch walking in the streets looking like a fucking porcupine with all the tethers attached to her and maybe Konig passing by feeling confused that this human?? showed absolutely?? no sign of discomfort (which i assume should be unusually in his presence)??? Ghost once tried (for the first and last time) touching one of the hooks when she was chatting with Love and watches in slight horror (and surprised) as she starts bleeding from a cut on her arm as the hook disappears. Stitch just slaps duct tape (the only thing she had with her) over the wound to stop the blood with a big ol' grin and "It happens :)". 1fae1 def heard abt this incident and maybe even Price is befuddled
Once again, sorry for the word vomit, hope u at least enjoyed reading this mess and here's a giggle scribble of Stitch and Ghost + her dumb ugly mug <3
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Love love love love love Stitch.
My Sister's OC Hell is also neighbors with Love, so join the party!!
Yeah people like Stitch exist in the fae au and I have not gotten a chance to talk about them because most of the darlings have fairly run of the mill human shit going on. BUT The humans that have just zero magic, and don't retain magic to any degree are called "Sinks". Y'know because the magic just sort of sinks into them and is lost forever. The fae are a little iffy around Sinks because yeah their hooks don't catch them right, and I think even for Witch it's like walking past a hole in reality.
Konig would be very confused, Sinks aren't super common and he would probably follow poor Stitch for a while just trying to figure out what was going on. At least Ghost has to play nice because Love likes Stitch. Love would like Stitch a LOT. Mostly because she's like a golden retriever, but also because she would be so excited to have someone to craft with! Yes, please come over to her flat and sew while she journals, here hold to baby so she doesn't get fussy, no don't worry about Ghost staring he just does that.
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pizzatowerepisodes · 1 year
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Halloween Episode- Snick’s SpookySpaghetti Special
While Peppino spends most of his time worrying over his business and making money, he does very occasionally take breaks to play his favourite video game series about Snick the Porcupine. As such, he’s ecstatic about the release of the new game, Snick DVD, which is going to be released the next day.
Peppino queues outside of the Sage shop all night, only to find out that the game is way too expensive for him to afford brand new. Peppino feels defeated and just sadly walks back to the pizzeria. However, as he’s going down an alleyway he stumbles upon a brand new copy of Snick DVD. Checking to see if nobody else is going to claim the copy (Peppino's not so desparate that he'll resort to stealing), he grabs the game and runs back to the Pizzaria to play it.
The game starts off normal and Peppino happily plays it. However, the game begins to glitch, the graphics turn red, and Peppino loses control of Snick as he just goes on a violent murder spree against his friends and family. Peppino is understandably freaked out by this and ejects the game, annoyed because none of that stuff was included in the advertising for Snick DVD.
That night, as Peppino gets ready for bed, he finds that his collectible Snick doll's eyes have been scribbled on by black and red markers. He’s first annoyed about the value of it being gone but then scared when he questions who did it. Peppino tries to reason with himself and says it’s probably just The Noise up to his usual antics.
As Peppino's preparing for bedtime, he keeps having a niggling feeling that something else is watching him. There are even shots where we see two white dots shining in pitch-black hallways. When Peppino goes back into his bedroom, he finally sees a familiar purple porcupine floating in his room, but with blood dripping from its hollow black eyes
Cue a large chase scene where Peppino just panics and runs out of his pizzeria, but Snick.exe keeps following him. There are several gags about Peppino trying to use ammunition to fight back or hide in ridiculous places, but Snick.exe seems to be an unstoppable force.
When Peppino is finally confronted by Snick.exe, he just accepts his fate… Only for Snick.exe to put handcuffs on Peppino? It cuts to the next day, outside of a police station with both Peppino and Snick.exe walking out. Peppino apologises to Snick, saying he didn’t realise that the copy of Snick DVD he had was an unauthorised copy. Snick.exe apologises as well for the misunderstanding before flying away, saying he needs to look out for anyone else who plays illegal copies of games.
Relieved that the whole ordeal is over, Peppino slowly walks back to his restaurant. Noise runs over to Peppino and brags about how he's been able to get the new Snick game for free by burning a rom into a disc. Peppino just lets him gloat, knowing who Snick.exe's next victim is going to be.
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dragonfly0808 · 2 years
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umm i have alot of headcanon requests:
Tecna and Stella headcanons
Oooo opposite people headcanons: so like, riven x sky, tecna x flora, and maybe brandon x timmy cause they are the most polar opposites to me
Riven and Nabu headcanons
Everyone's handwriting headcanons
Favorite animal of all the characters
Least favorite thing about their respective schools
Anddd lastly: since we have a bloom and flora's friendship being healed, headcanons on what's similar between the two of them.
Sorry this is alot 😅 hope you're doing well!!💕💕
Tecna and Stella headcanons.
Stella is the only one allowed to paint Tecna’s nails. Tecna’s very hesitant to go shopping with Stella but ends up lowkey loving it cause Stella reins in her excitement and understands Tecna’s taste perfectly. They can only link their arms with each other (plus Riven, Helia and Nabu) cause they’re TOLL. Stella sometimes watches Tecna work to help herself calm down.
Riven x Sky
They still have their little competition with each other but it’s all for fun now. Sky helps Riven in dragon training, Riven helps Sky with hand to hand combat, they compete in sword technique. Riven uses Sky as an arm rest to tease him. Sky sometimes goes to Riven for romantic advice since sometimes he’s embarresed to go to Brandon (we’ll actually see this in the Summer Chronicles)
Tecna x Flora
Between Tecna’s shennanigans with gadgets and Flora’s fascination with potions, when combined, they can give off mad scientist vibes. They have the best grades and often sit next to each other in class. Flora gets flowers for Tecna’s desk every week cause Tecna loves small flowers but can’t take care of them so she gets a really pretty metallic vase and Flora changes the flowers every week, repeating the ones she notices Tecna really likes.
Brandon x Timmy
Brandon helps Timmy out with workouts and all the physical side of being a Specialist and Timmy helps Brandon with the tech side of being a Specialist. They push each other to be better and have a lot of bets. They love teasing Riven and Sky about their competition but keep a secret score board and make bets with the girls and classmates, they have a whole pool now. They get super competitive with board games. Has Brandon flipped a Scribble game? Yes. Brandon teaches Timmy a few recipes.
Riven x Nabu
Nabu sees Riven’s nails and if like, can you paint mine too? Nabu has dry sass while Riven has agressive sass so together they’re a force to be reckoned with. Riven teases him for not knowing a lot of basic stuff due to being a *rich child*. Sometimes they jokingly flirt with each other.
Handwriting Headcanon
Bloom- chicken scrawls. Stella- very bubbly. Flora- cursive, very elongated. Musa- cursive but more compact. Tecna- chicken scrawls part 2. Aisha- cursive cause royalty. Sky- print plain. Brandon- scrawls but had to learn cursive to impersonate Sky, he writes very slow when writing cursive. Helia- very elegant and cursive. Riven- very squary. Timmy- normal but with tight circles. Nabu- chicken scrawls part 3.
Fav Animal
Bloom- Cats (kiko duh). Stella- Birds, specifically parrots. Flora- Wolves. Musa- Singing Whales. Tecna- Squirrles and Fish. Aisha- Sharks. Sky- Horses. Brandon- Dogs. Helia- Cats and Deers. Riven- Cats and Dragons. Timmy- Guinea Pigs. Nabu- Pegasus and Porcupines.
Bloom x Flora
At this point they pretty much co-own Kiko. Flora feeds him in the morning and Bloom at night. Flora tutors Bloom on Potions and Bloom will nerd off and talk for a long time about myths or history events cause Flora is a great listener. Bloom will sometimes steal some of Flora’s skirts. Bloom helps Flora take care of her plants since she did grow up in a plant store.
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ofbrokenhalos · 2 years
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COURAGE & OUELETTE / @offallenfeathers​
“Hey, Lette,” he greeted her. His hair was ruffled in all sorts of directions and he looked a little confused and preoccupied. “You haven’t seen any...” he glanced at the paper with some of Dagon’s scribbles on it. Doctors had the worst handwriting, but at least Dagon’s came with pictures too. “Porcupines?” He didn’t know what those were but the drawing his girlfriend gave him made him giggle. They looked adorable.
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frankhightower · 7 months
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First lines with the repaired tablet
My computer and tablet are working again! Scribbled some lines just to test if it was working, then realized it looked kind of like a hungry porcupine, and added ears and feet!
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rose-of-dreams · 7 months
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There are two phrases scribbled on the cardboard, Which are hand-written, Which are drenched with tears. He was a porcupine and was a wolf as gabbled. He was clear-minded, but generally tipsed.
Two bullets are the bet. From asphyxiation Resolves the hotness of her oriental eyes. He is the bet. Bound by the fear's sensation, Avoids ambivalence in phrases of all kinds. Knock-knock - he's croaked, and someone kicked the bucket. - "I want to hug you", "Love you and adore". Inside the mouth a frosted number flattered. - "I hate you, dear", "I want to love once more".
Pre-dying stage. Sigh. Dusk of fascinations. A thingness. Time Has long ago surpassed... But full of warmth and manic invitation The bawdy dance of nudeness of the lass. She's in the blaze of smoky sooting ringlets; His silver frame entwined around with pitch. Out of the depths of hardly ringing spirit A childish fluff of poplar floats in reach.
Forswear yourself. No reason for self-pity! Like octopus convolve and twirl the pit. She isn't there - her table's resting empty. Forswear yourself, and phrases will unfit...
06.07.14 (self-translated from Russian)
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dksartz · 2 years
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Sketch a day august, day 4. Mostly didn't do the pesky part of the prompt but I'm counting it - I still drew a porcupine! This isn't 'oh I have to be able to draw without references' bs, this is just about the fact that if I look up references and spend as much time on the drawings for sketch a day as that would lead to and entail, I'd be going crazy over getting it 'right' and I'd end up not sticking with the challenge at all. By making it something I can do quickly and just scribble out a drawing in response to the prompt, instead of a whole todo that i dont or wont have the spions for, I'm increasing the likelihood that I'll actually do it. Thus, silly doodles. :)
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lyricalporcupine · 2 years
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And finished! Beau was originally going to hold the NB flag but I thought the trans flag would get rid of more of the kinds of people I don't want following me soooo 💕💕 leather version under the cut
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riddlerhymes · 4 years
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plastic man villains!!!
Lady Granite, Eel O’Brian’s gang, Flatscreen, and The Porcupine!
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soymimikyu · 4 years
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Today one of my coworkers that I trained informed me that they will be leaving for a new position elsewhere. On one hand this is rather understandable and I am happy for them. However, at the same time, they were someone I could knew to be a good independent problem solver and was always able to answer my questions or discuss ideas.
When I got the news, my brain immediately thought “Go eat that entire tarte tatin you made last night -- it will make things less internally screamy”. I almost did, I have about 75% of delicious baked caramel apple on flaky crust remaining. As of writing, I still have 75% of delicious baked caramel apple on flaky crust remaining. I intend to have 75% remaining tomorrow morning when it will possibly go down to 60%. Instead, I did push-ups while screaming internally.
I am partially concerned I will be back fill for his position, since both of us had a similar skill set in the area -- which I will emphasize is not fun. I really just want to write modern C++, not what ever kludge is created when C++ is melded with Tcl. If this does happen, it will likely be easy work and give me the opportunity to learn new, fancier things on the side -- I should probably finish C++ Gems (as dated as it is).
We were discussing what I should ask for if it happens. I suggested a therapy rabbit or ferret. Really, I would like a therapy porcupine named Penelope, but I don’t think that would be practical still. They recommended I get a therapy chicken, it would give me eggs from which I could make macrons and carbonara.
Oh well, I shall see what happens.
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shoyouth · 3 years
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hmm... how would vincent, isaac and comte react to mc dying way too early? (like, the month wasn’t even up yet and they died in a carriage accident or something)
warning route spoilers, delusion, death, violence, anger, depression, anxiety, victim blaming
Omg you’re really coming for my heart...I love stuff like this! So sorry for the long wait! <3 I also accidentally started writing this for mozart so lmk if you want this written for more—I’d love to! But god yeah—this is a long one I’m so sorry.
vincent ; you’re not gone, Theo, you’re just busy! On a trip! You’ll come back; you’re his friend. Vincent will be delusional. Though at some point in his route you help him open up, mature a bit, it’s no secret that he’s almost been infantilized by cybird. He’s been portrayed as innocent and naive, so when faced with such pain, it’s almost...he almost can’t handle it. He can’t fathom it. And so to combat pain and trauma he denies it. It’s one of the stages of grief, isn’t it? He just won’t...he won’t come out of it.
At first Theo would want the others to not push Vincent, to let him handle it his own way. He wants to shelter his older brother, but when it’s been months and Vincent’s paintings are only you, it’s only you on the canvas, on the walls, and you’re staining his clothes, his hands, his psyche—even Theo breaks. It’s horrifying, and Theo can’t breathe watching Vincent consume himself with you. Yet when Theo harshly yells that’s you’re gone, “they’re dead, Vincent!” Vincent only giggles.
Vincent is in his head, his dreams, bc you’re there! You’re there for him to pet his hair and coo his name; you’re the perfect muse, so sweet and kind and beautiful—you wouldn’t leave him. You’re immortal in his head, so how can you be gone? They just don’t get it. But if you’re not present in real life, then he’ll just stay in his imagination; anywhere you are.
issac ; issac will...he’ll spiral. He’ll be so overcome by anxiety; anger, guilt. He told you, didn’t he? Getting too close would only hurt you, he—you were two porcupines, and getting too close would only bring pain. He wants to blame you for your death—how could you not see the carriage? You’re not from that time, but surely you’re not so naive! But then he remembers your bright smile as you were reaching for him, his name forming on your lips before—and he breaks down again for the nth time that night as it plays over and over in his head till his vision is bleary and there’s a pounding in his head from the ferocity of his sobs.
Issac is socially awkward and a bit tsundere, but I think this is where the anxiety and anti-social tendencies will solidify into actual issues. He will curl in on himself; even walking down the hall he’s hunched over, shaking with fast-paced calculated steps as he prays that no one approaches him. If they do, he will only ignore them or lash out, scalding words on his tongue. “I didn’t accept a second life to make friends.” He’ll snap at Arthur or Dazai; he’ll even avoid Napoleon, shrugging off his hand on his shoulder with a glare to hold back the tears. He barely leaves his room, much less the mansion; the kids wonder why he won’t come to give lessons and Napoleon will just offer a sad smile. The university head will finally have to be turned away from the mansion by Comte, and the only chores or requests Sebastian’ll receive from Issac will be scribbled notes of paper from under his door.
Issac is just overcome by self-loathing, self-pity; he faced so much pain, betrayal, and loneliness in his past life, so how naive did he have to be to believe that he’d be able to be happy? He had a taste of warmth, of love, of adoration, only for it to be ripped away. And now he adamantly wishes he never felt it at all because he desires it so terribly that it keeps him up at night thinking of you.
comte ; we’re all very aware that comte has a...dark past, shall we say, even if we don’t know the full story. How the shadows fall over his eyes, how he almost seems to become so intense in such short moments that you’re struck with fear and reminded so deeply in your bones that he is a full-blooded vampire.
Now if you were to perish so quickly into meeting he...he won’t be himself. Even the others can tell he’s not the same; they can feel the involuntary shudder down their spines as they hastily look away from his own impenetrable gaze, his brisk walk, the unfaltering thin line of his mouth that at any wrong move seemed more than willing to tear another’s throat out. How could he let this happen? To you? The one bright light who entered his mansion, so pure, so sweet, so perishable. And he did nothing to stop it. He’s powerful, he’s limitless, and you’re the opposite—weak, mortal, and yet when he could extend your lifetime, keep you safe, he did nothing of the sort. Ironically, he didn’t have the time. And that sets him off.
He resorts to smoking, self-loathing; he’s angry, and it’s like molten lava under the surface, ready to decimate all in his wake. We can all tell he’s trying so so hard to maintain a gentlemanly act, to be kind and wise and yet his animalistic tendencies are ready to pounce. He’s so hurt that it was you—so young, so bright—and he’s supposed to be the host, meant to be your guardian to return you safely to your time and he failed. It will speak mass volumes to him of his own failures, his own fears, and your death may destroy his whole purpose in the mansion; you become the haunting metaphor. Though he may return to normal, it will take many years and much coaxing and silent support/stern scoldings from Leonardo to pull him out. He’ll be the shell of himself as he tours the mansions centuries later, the ghost of the residents laced into every touch of his hand on the dusty walls.
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thewayshedreamed · 2 years
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tog taglist check-in
Hey y’all!
I’ve seen several of these taglist clean-ups, and it’s about that time for me to do one as well! I figured this would give anyone the opportunity to bow out if they’d no longer like to be on my tags and/or filters out blogs that are no longer active in general.
If you would like to remain on my tog taglist(s), please like, comment, and/or reblog this post over the next few days [let’s say by Saturday night Dec. 11]. I’ll also try to take recent engagement into account when cleaning out my list just in case you’re unable to log on for whatever reason (shoutout to those of you taking finals right now— you can do it!)
Note: If you’re not on my list but want to me, you’re welcome to like/comment, too! 
These are my tog taglists, so if you’d like to remain/ switch to certain ships or my master taglist, feel free to denote that as well! I can easily switch you to that one.
Alright, enough rambling.
Rowaelin only:
@scribbled-semantics
Elorcan only:
@booksstorm
@shinya-hiiragi
Lysaedion only:
@biotic-porcupine
@elriel4life
@jlinez
@maddieemily
@oop-theregoesgravity
@owl0y0s
@rainbowcheetah512
@wanderingjpg
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Klaus and Diego start dating after they return to 2019. On their one year anniversary, Klaus is dancing alone in the kitchen at three a.m. when Diego finds him. Klaus muses about how Diego’s still here even after a year and asks why.
"It’s been a year."
"Yeah."
"You’re still here."
"Yeah."
"Why?"
Diego shrugs.
"Because why not?"
"That’s not an answer."
Diego sighs.
"Because I l-l-love you."
Klaus hums.
"Why?"
"Why do I love you?"
"Yeah. Why do you love me?"
Diego shrugs again. He rubs his arms, nervous, and looks away from Klaus, spinning along to the song in his head, his eyes closed.
"I don’t know, I… I guess because… I guess because you always wear mismatched ugly socks and they’re usually too small or too big for you. And you like rainbow sprinkles in your chocolate milk and you talk to our silverware and you won’t do the dishes without performing ABBA while you do them and you draw mermaids on your jeans except you can’t draw for shit so really they’re just generic goldfish with mermaid tails and I think that’s adorable. Because you’re… I don’t know, you’re nice. I like being around you. I love being around you… There’s thousands of reasons why I love you, I guess. There’s a new reason every day."
Klaus grins, lazily opening one eye.
"Hm. You want to be around me forever."
Diego raises an eyebrow.
"You tryin’ to ask me a question?"
Klaus shakes his head.
"No. Not yet. When I do, you’ll know."
Diego shrugs.
"Okay. Can I hug you?"
Klaus shakes his head.
"Hm. Dance with me."
Diego does.
"Okay."
And then Diego wakes up and finds Klaus gone, and it turns out he woke up with the word “porcupine” and raced down the street to the waffle diner at four a.m. in a fluffy pink tulle dress and his feather jacket and barefoot and Diego finds him there and they talk.
"It’s four a.m.."
"Yeah."
"Why are you here?"
Klaus shrugs.
"Okay. Wanna go home?"
Klaus shakes his head.
"I found this song that makes me think of you."
"Okay."
Klaus pushes a napkin with scribbled down lyrics across the table towards him.
Diego reads it, then pushes it back.
"Okay."
"I want to hang out with you for my whole life."
"It says that, yeah."
Klaus stares. Slower now.
"I want. To hang out. With you. For my whole life."
Diego swallows.
"You mean…?"
Klaus raises an eyebrow.
"Now I’m asking you a question."
Diego flushes.
"Oh. Yeah. Yes."
Klaus shrugs and takes an obscenely big bite of waffles.
"Cool."
When they get home, they’re holding hands. Five is waiting with his coffee, which he toasts their way with a smirk.
"Congratulations."
Diego stares.
"That obvious?"
"Yeah."
Klaus frowns.
"But we aren’t being all lovey-dovey."
Five shrugs.
"You’re happy."
Klaus is still.
"Oh. Yeah, I guess I am."
Diego glances towards his side at Klaus.
"We are, yeah."
Five smiles.
"Goodnight."
Later that night they lie in bed, Klaus’ head on Diego’s chest. He traces Diego’s heart with his finger.
"I love you because you organize your knives by favoritism. I love you because you keep the blinds open when you sleep. I love you because you think flip-flops are okay footwear for a gala and you can’t figure out the murderer in crime novels and you like too much honey in your tea. I love you because you rearrange the library books by color and ask inane questions at two in the morning and think capitalism is stupid and stutter when you say small words and dance to Taylor Swift when you think I’m not home. I love you because I woke up in the middle of the night babbling about porcupines and bubblegum and ran down the street barefoot in a pink dress for waffles and you followed me."
Diego is silent.
Klaus rolls over and tucks his pillow underneath him. The moon shines over him like a halo.
"Yeah. I love you because."
fin.
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Hiiii I read your Ieyasu soulmate prompt, and was gonna ask if you could expand on it a little? Maybe include the warlords reacting to it? I just found it so adorable, but it’s alright if you’re not feeling up to it :))
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These two asks were along the same vain, so I decided to put them together... And ended up with a 2.5k fic.
A continuation of this post
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"Ieyasu, hey." You call out to the blond warlord when you see him in the hallway of Azuchi Castle. "Hey, Ieyasu!" You try to follow him, but he quickly disappears out of sight before you can catch up to him.
You let out a frustrated sigh as you slow to a stop. You had been trying to talk to him over the last several days.
It had been a couple weeks since your arrival in the Sengoku era and meeting Ieyasu, who as it turned out, was your soulmate. You hadn't said anything to him at first. You had been busy trying to adjust to your new living situation and the shock of your discovery, but now after having some time to process, you were trying to talk to him. However he was avoiding you like the plague.
"What's up with you, kitten?" You yelp in surprise at the sudden voice behind you intruding on your thoughts. You spin around to find Masamune and Hideyoshi standing behind you. "Are you alright, (Y/n)?" Hideyoshi asks. "Yeah. I'm fine." You say half-heartedly. "Really? Then why are you running after Ieyasu like a foal chasing its mother?" Masamune counters.
"Oh, um.. You saw that?" Your cheeks grew a little warm from embarrassment. "Yeah, it was kinda hard to miss, lass." Masamune chuckles in amusement at your reaction.
"So, what business do you have with him?" Hideyoshi inquires.
"Well…" You shyly pull back your right sleeve to reveal the zero boldly displayed on your arm. Its presence silently declaring that you had found your soulmate. Both warlords' eyes widen at the sight of it. 
Masamune then bursts out laughing. "I can't believe it! The porcupine finally found his soulmate."
"Interesting." Hideyoshi murmurs thoughtfully. Resting his chin in his hand. "Have you talked to him yet?"
"I've been trying," you explain. "But he won't even look at me. Let alone talk to me about something this life changing."
"Huh." Masamune mutters, he then casts a meaningful glance at Hideyoshi. "Looks like an intervention is needed here." 
"Indeed." the other man concurs. Your eyes widen as you look at both of them. "Wait, what?"
"Don't worry, lass. We got you covered." Masamune claps you on the shoulder with a huge grin on his face.
"Um… okay." You say reluctantly. Why did you have a bad feeling about this?
*****
The next afternoon, Hideyoshi and Masamune pay a visit to Ieyasu's palace.
"Ieyasu, we need to talk." Masamune declares, bursting into the other man's room and dropping himself in front of his desk.
Ieyasu looks up from the papers in front of him skeptically. "About what?" He asks, wary.
"It's about (Y/n)." Hideyoshi explains as he comes in and sits down beside Masamune. "Get out." Ieysu grumbles.
"Oh, no you don't, lad. We know the chatelaine is your soulmate." Masamune argues.
Ieyasu glares at both of them.
“Why haven’t you talked to her about it?” Hideyoshi asks calmly. “Not that it’s any of either of your business,” Ieyasu growls. “But I haven’t talked to her because I don’t want to. A soulmate will only get in my way. Now, leave me alone.” Ieyasu returns his attention to the work in front of him. Completely ignoring the other two warlords in the room.
The other men just stare at him for a moment, baffled by his statement. However, Ieyasu made it clear he wasn’t going to say anymore on the subject, so Hideyoshi and Masamune had no choice but to leave his room.
As they walk out of the palace, Masamune mutters. “I knew he had a stick up his butt, but I didn’t think it went that far.”
“This is troubling.” Hideyoshi concurs. “We need a way to get Ieyasu to at least talk to (Y/n). Preferably where no one can interrupt them.”
“But it would be easier to herd cats than get him to willingly go along with anything we come up with.” Masamune points out as they walk down the street towards the castle.
“What are you trying to get who to do?” Both men turn at the sound of a familiar voice. They see Nobunaga coming up the road behind them. “Lord Nobunaga.” Hideyoshi greets his lord with a bow. “We’re tryin’ to get Ieyasu to have a talk with (Y/n).” Masamune explains.
Nobunaga raises an eyebrow. “Why?” He asks.
Hideyoshi and Masamune give Nobunaga a quick summary of the situation.
“So, Ieyasu and our chatelaine are soulmates and Ieyasu is being his usual, stubborn self.” Nobunaga murmurs. “Interesting…”
“Any ideas on what to do, my lord?” Hideyoshi asks. “The solution is obvious.” Nobunaga replies. Masamune gives him a curious look. “Care to fill us in?”
Nobunaga gives them a wicked grin. “It’s really quite simple…”
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“(Y/n), Lord Nobunaga wants you in the tenshu right away.” You look up from your work as Mitsunari comes into your room one morning. “What about?” You ask, this is an awfully sudden request coming from Nobunaga of all people. Mitsunari just shrugs in response. “He didn’t say.” He looks just as confused as you were. “He just said he wanted you to come to his quarters.”
This is suspicious. “Alright, I’m coming.” You get up from your seat and make your way up to the tenshu.
There, you find Nobunaga reclining in his seat. Across from him are Hideyoshi and… Ieyasu?!
“(Y/n), come in.” Nobunaga beckons you in when he sees you at the door.
Ieyasu’s head snaps around. He stares at you in shock before quickly turning back to Nobunaga. “What is she doing here?” He demands. You were wondering the same question yourself.
“I’ll get to that in a moment. (Y/n) come and sit down.” Nobunaga motions for you to sit next to Ieyasu.
You’re reluctant, but you obey. Walking over to where Ieyasu is, you sit down beside him. Tense and uncertain about the situation you suddenly found yourself in.
“Ieyasu.” Nobunaga begins to speak. “It has been brought to my attention that you have not been fulfilling your duties.” Ieyasu’s emerald eyes widen. “What are you talking about? I’ve been bogged down with paperwork, but it’s all been completed in a timely manner.”
“I’m not talking about your duties as a lord, I’m talking about your duties as a soulmate.”
Soulmate? How did Nobunaga know about that? The only people you had said anything about it were…
You glance behind you, Hideyoshi was still there. He had crept closer to you and Ieyasu while the latter was talking with Nobunaga. He just places a finger to his lips, signaling for you to keep quiet.
“Ieyasu, you are to spend the day with your soulmate.” You probably gave yourself whiplash with how fast you turned around to stare at Nobunaga in stunned silence. Could he really make that a command?
Ieyasu’s expression matches your own.
“I don’t have time for this nonsense.” He finally says after a moment. He goes to get up, but this is where Hideyoshi finally jumps in. With a clink, yours and Ieyasu’s wrists are bound together with about a foot and a half of chain in between you.
“What the heck?!” You yell.
“What is this?!” Ieyasu shouts.
“Since you won’t cooperate, you leave us no choice but to take extreme measures, Ieyasu.” Hideyoshi explains. “But don’t you think this is a bit too extreme?” You counter. “Not when it comes to this one, no.” Hideyoshi gestures toward Ieyasu. Who glowers at him in return.
“Ieyasu, this is an order.” Nobunaga gives Ieyasu a stern look. “You are to stay at your soulmate’s side until the moon rises. That will be all.” With a wave of his hand, Nobunaga dismisses the two of you with an annoyingly smug look on his face.
Grumbling under his breath, Ieyasu turns and leaves the tenshu. Dragging you along behind him.
“Hey, slow down.” You say as you nearly trip in the hall. It was hard to keep up with him in the kimono you were wearing. “Why am I stuck with someone so slow?” Ieyasu mutters. “If you had been willing to talk to me instead of hiding away like a child, you wouldn’t be.” You shoot back.
Ieyasu scowls. “I am not a child.”
“You’re certainly acting like one.”
“If you didn’t insist on chasing me around I wouldn’t have to.” He argues.
“I was trying to have a conversation with you about something that affects both of our lives. You know, like adults are supposed to do.”
Ieyasu huffs and turns away from you, but he slows down his pace to better accommodate you.
There are several moments of silence between the two of you as you walked. The cold shoulder clearly wasn’t going to get you anywhere fast. So, you decide to speak up. “So, um. Is there anything you want to do?” You ask, maybe it’s time to be a little more civil. “I have work to do, you can stay quiet and still while I do so.” Or not.
“Wait a second-” You start to say.
“Nobunaga said to stay by your side, and that is what I am doing. We’re not going to act like friends and I have no interest in a relationship with you.” Ieyasu cuts you off as the two of you enter his palace. “But that’s what we need to talk about.” You try to tell him, but he is having none of it.
He just goes to his room, sits down and starts going over documents. Leaving you with little choice in the matter.
You both sit in silence as he reads through the paper, until he reaches for another parchment with the hand attached to you. “Whoa.” You tilt precariously forward as he yanks your arm along with him. “Careful.” You tell him. He just grumbles and continues his work.
However, the same thing happens again when he goes for another document. “Okay, this isn’t going to work this way.”
“And I suppose you have an alternative?” he gripes.
“Yeah, actually.” You scooch yourself up closer to him and hand him what he was reaching for. “There. Now on one is getting yanked around.”
“Thanks.” Ieyasu mutters reluctantly and continues his work.
The two of you continue in this manner, Ieyasu going over his documents, scribbling on them, setting the ones he finishes to one side and you hand him the next one. Working in a more comfortable silence that you had been before.
Until your stomach grumbles. Ieyasu gives you a sidelong look. “Was that you?” He snickers. “No.” You turn your head away from him, your cheeks growing warm, but you hear him chuckle.
Just then, there is a knock at the door. “My lord, I have lunch.” It was one of Ieyasu’s maids. “Come in.” Ieyasu replies. The maid opens the door. “Lady (Y/n) is still here, I see.” The maid notes. “It’s a good thing we prepared an extra meal.” The thoughtful maid motioned to another maid that was carrying another tray of food. “Thank you, that will be all.” Ieyasu dismisses the maids once they set the trays down.
They bow and make their exit. Leaving you and Ieyasu to your food. “It looks delicious.” You comment to Ieyasu. He just hums in response as he tucks into his own food.
You go to pick up your chopsticks, but your dominant hand is the one attached to Ieyasu. “Oh, uuh…” You give him an embarrassed look.
Ieyasu sighs. “Here.” He takes your chopsticks from you and picks up some of the food from your tray. “Open up.” he tells you. You stare at him in shock. Was he serious? Judging by the straight look on his face, he very much was.
Slow and uncertain, you open your mouth. He places the food in your mouth. “Now neither of us are getting yanked around.” He says, quoting your own words. You blink at him in surprise.
As you chew, he takes a bite of his own food and then gets another bite for you. The entire time he does this with a straight face.
When the two of you are finished and the maids come back to clear away your dishes, you decide to put in a request. “Can we go outside for some fresh air?”
“That would be a good idea.” He replies. “I’m honestly surprised you’re capable of more than one of those.”
“Hey!” You give him your best glare, but he just chuckles.
Wait, was he teasing you? Maybe he wasn’t such a butthurt afterall.
“I have something to do out there anyway.” The two of you get up. Ieyasu leads the way to the kitchen to get a large bowl of leafy greens and the two of you go out to the garden.
You take a deep breath and do a small stretch. “This garden is beautiful.” You say. Ieyasu just nods absently in agreement. You cast him a curious look. He seems to be looking for something. Just as you’re about to ask, you hear some of the bushes nearby.
“Ah, there she is.” He says. “Who?” You shield your eyes from the sun to try and get a better look.
A fawn emerges from the bushes. “Aw, she’s so cute.” You murmur.
“Wasabi!” Ieyasu calls out. “Lunchtime.” The fawn comes charging towards you. “Whoa!”
“Yikes!” You cry out as Wasabi collides with Ieyasu, sending him stumbling backwards. The force of the collision unbalances you and takes Ieyasu down with you. He lands on his back and you fall onto his chest.
“Oof.”
“Sorry.” You mumble, looking up. “Pfft, hahaha!” You burst out laughing at the sight of several large leaves resting in Ieyasu’s fluffy hair. “What?” He asks. “You have- haha- something in your hair.” You manage between your laughter. Ieyasu sighs as he shakes his head. “You are such a strange one.” A small chuckle escapes him.
The two of you sit up and Wasabi starts nibbling on the leaves in Ieyasu’s hair. You're still giggling.
“This… isn’t at all what I expected when I found out you were my soulmate” Ieyasu murmurs. “Really? What were you expecting?” You inquire.
“Back home, matters involving soulmates are usually more.. Formal.” He explains. “I didn’t want to bother with something so stuffy, but... this isn’t so bad.” he reluctantly concedes.
You smile at him. “Well, we can keep doing it like this if you want. Just the two of us getting to know each other.” You offer. Ieyasu nods. “I think i would like that…” He stares at you for a moment and you stare back at him.
“Now kiss!” You both jump at the sound of Masamune yelling. You look up to see Masamune, Hideyoshi, and Mitsunari all standing at the edge of the garden.
“What are you all doing here?” Ieyasu demands. “We came to check on how the two soulmates were doing, but it seems we were worried ‘bout nothing.” Masamune answers.
Meanwhile, Mitsunari’s eyes go wide in realization. “(Y/n) and Lord Ieyasu are soulmates? That’s wonderful news!” He beams. “Whaddya say we have a feast to celebrate them finally being together.” Masamune suggests. “An excellent idea.” Hideyoshi agrees.
“We’re not together!” Ieyasu yells at them.
Well, nothing was set in stone just yet.
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Thanks for reading. I hope you all enjoyed!
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