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a-lonely-dunedain · 7 months

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6 for margrim >:)

6 reverse amnesia (no one remembers the character)

OH THAT'S MEAN. Well the good news is that we get to spend more time in the Mournshaws! lots of fun magical shenanigans to be had there! Sure is "lucky" that Margim lives right on the border of it now hehe.

also hi Elain I finally get to do something with her :D

There are many spirits dwelling in the Mournshaws. Some benevolent, some unspeakably cruel, and others who are fickle and may be swayed in either direction on any day. Often even the wary might not tell the difference between them until it’s too late, and the unwary almost never do.

Elain was not unwary though. She had experience hunting in these haunted woods when the need for it came, she knew many of their tricks, and she knew how to avoid them. Never give your name when asked, never linger too long in their presence, and do not attack unless to defend yourself.

So she had drawn her bow only as a warning, so the one that had just wandered into her camp would know to keep her distance.

The strange battle-scarred woman with burning eyes and greyish skin held out her hands in a gesture of surrender, a confused and almost betrayed look upon her face.

“Elain, what is the meaning of–”

“How do you know my name?” She demands, a little afraid now. When the forest knows your name it can work some truly fell magic with it, if it so chooses.

“You…” the woman seems more taken aback “You told it to me?”

“I would not be so foolish, spirit.”

The woman’s confused expression only deepens, and she is silent for a long moment.

“Do you…” she finally starts, an almost perfectly hidden hint of fear or perhaps desperation in her low voice “Do you not remember? It’s me, Margim-”

That gave Elain pause. She did not recognize the name, but spirits will never give out their true names freely. If they must give you something to call them, they would make something up in either Dunlandish or the Common Tongue, but this name ‘Margim’ was of no language she recognized.

Part of her was inclined to declare that this mystery was not worth solving, and that it would be safer to demand this stranger leave her camp at once, but there was something about the hurt and desperate look in her eye…

One thing she knew about these woods is that sometimes people disappear into them, for days, weeks, or years. Sometimes they never come back, but sometimes they come back… changed. Not altogether themselves, unrecognizable and confused.

The thought now occurred to Elain that this might not be a spirit at all, despite her unnatural appearance. She might be an unlucky adventurer fallen prey to the forest’s enchantments, and if the carved brooch she wore was any indication, perhaps she was once a friend of the Caru-Lûth.

Or she may be a trickster spirit merely trying to convince her that was the case. But Elain did find it strange that there were provisions and bedding enough for two people in her camp, when she was sure she had come here alone...

She cannot be certain of that theory and should proceed with caution, but if this is an unfortunate victim of the Mournshaws, she might not be beyond saving and it would be cruel to refuse to try.

“No, I do not remember ever meeting you.” she says, cautiously lowering her bow “But, I will hear you out, in spite of my better judgment… You’d better start from the beginning, and quickly.”

#lotro fic #lotro Elain #lotro oc #Margim #ask games #heey finally got another one done wooo #ty friend!#lotro

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andro-dino · 1 year

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a weak blader’s respite

#mfb #metal fight beyblade #beyblade metal fusion #mfb oc #beyblade oc #wooo I’ve been working on this for a lil while #finally got it done #the thought process here was like #yk how in battle bladers everyone was like ‘well yeah it’s obviously a trap to feed the dark power but we can’t just not battle’#what if they did tho #what if they just said ‘yk actually screw this I’m not gonna give them what they want’

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ask-the-friendly-ink-demon · 1 year

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1K FOLLOWERS

“MOM, DAD, LOOK! WE’RE FAMOUS!!!!!!!!” --- ohhhh my god- oh my god. this- i was not expecting this. loRD- im- im shocked, but. none the less. happy, happy that this blog has made it this far, proud that even to this day some people still like the content and stuff i have, even if it’s now either heavily outdated, or doesn’t fit within the lore persay, or in this case i lowkey cringe at now due to my writing style JKGDFKHKFHKDFHK but still, 1k and 94 followers... hollly shit... i wanted to do something special, like- make an message or something but. Christ im just. too excited i just went and did this, im glad that this blog has managed to stay up to date, glad that people still find stuff on here funny or good or decent, and im glad overall that i still have friends here that remain, i am sorry everyone for not being as active as i’d like to be, i wANT to be more active, really. i do. it’s just been... yeah, a bit hard at the moment. but lord... i’ve been here... probably since the start of the game itself in essence... and just over-time. the blog has grown into SO much more. im proud of what was gained, and what was had, the people i met along the way, people that i still keep in touch with, they helped me so much with ideas, lore, advice, and mentally helped me overall become a better and more mature person than how i was in 2017 and onwards. im proud to have made it this far, 6 whole years ever since this whole blog began, and it’s anniversary is coming in two months, 5 and a half years or so since this blog and AU started, and in just two months, it’s gonna be 6 years old... a lot has changed, a lot HAS been changing, me making the story and AU feel more grounded in some manner to the actual games but still having some elements of the original AU’s script intact. originally this blog was just meant as a simple modern retelling of bendy and the ink machine. told through asks, and ofc, after the events of ink machine AND i guess dark revival at this point, and you’ve all, watched me, and these characters i’ve used, to grown and mature and evolved over time. becoming more than what they were. becoming basically special. i hold them all dearly ro my heart, i loved using these guys, and i love the interactions they have, including Prowler’s. he’s made so many friends on here. so many relationships, and yet. only a few remained. the only ones he found again, were my boys @ask-modern-demon @ask-soul-bendy @ask-the-demon-of-joey-studios and @onexeyedxtwin ‘s own bendys but even then. i still remember the memories and interactions that they all had overall. but.. thank you all. thank every single one of you, this blog has grown so much, and i hope that over-time. it will continue to grow as i improve the AU a lot more, to make it truly a lot more better than it really is, with that being said. in order for me to truly make some of these stories in the blog matter i have but one simple announcement. throughout this time frame. i have only truly ever completed was FOUR arcs, the first was the halloween crossover arc, the second was the recovery arc, back when i had prowler with the purple eye. and the third arc that was the more recent ones, was the Faded arc, despite how shortlived it was. and of course. most recently in last late last year or so. maybe in late 2021 or something. Prowler’s Revenge Arc, the rest of the arcs after? either never went anywhere, or were eventually scrapped and discontinued. that being said, i am going to be remaking an very old arc on here. to have it fit in MORE with the new lore and a hint of things to come in the memory loss arc and the finale of the lanky saga overall. i am going to be merging both the halloween crossover, AND the recovery arc, into one story that i’ll be making over-time, ofc it’ll probably be published after i finally finish the new and improved main story AND the one people have probably been asking for in secret. my take on Dark revival in this AU. it is coming, and the reboot to the OG story will be a thousand times more better than how it was originally. but yeah, i am going to be rebooting and merging two of those old completed arcs, into an story of sorts cause i do NOT want to scroll all the way down to the halloween posts and remake them all, because one it would take forever, and two. i simply genuinely don’t know how else to make it better so. the old halloween arc will simply just be an standard halloween thing with prowler being over-reactive, the REAL story to that arc, will be posted sometime whenever i have a grasp of what to do, obviously im not keeping in the crossover, that just ain’t right. hence why im merging in both the recovery and halloween arc into one story. i dunno when each ‘chapter’ will be posted but i guess expect it as things yet to come before we finally put an end to the lanky saga, and have things go back to a bit more normal and happy go lucky around blog, i love the comedy, i love the interactions, and the asks that makes my characters just question their own reality JGDFKHFKHKFH, and i miss that, i felt like i made this blog WAY too serious real fast. but yeah. that’s all, thank you all. for being here with me, from start to present, it’s been nearly 6 years since this blog began, and we have finally done it, finally made it to 1k, and im just... happy, so... again. thank you all. i mean it.

stay safe out there people. this is toon, your friendly tired artist and writer, and friend, here’s to hoping the rest of 2023 won’t be me becoming an cryptid again LOL... but yeah. thank you one and all, i mean it. even to my friends. you all helped me grow as a person, and so... with that... one last time before i finish this post... thank you. every single one of you... that is all! hope you all are excited, i know i am.

#psa #Important posts #think i'll be going than make these pipes stop flowing! (ooc posts)#what the heck is this? (dash commentary)#the friendly ink demon; modern reflection (prowler bendy stein)#behind the screen (mun/me)#long post #milestone #me basically pouring my heart on how i love each and every one of you #JGDKHKFHKFH #but WOOO #WE'RE FINALLY FAMOUS WE DID IT BOYS #and i couldn't have done it without you all #so thanks #for being there with me up until now #ive got some big things in store #it's only simply a matter of time #before the dark revival is revealed #stay tune ;)

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aa-carnivorousfatality · 10 months

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CONT. // @d4ngerous

Now this was somewhat interesting. In an unlikely way that left Carnage tilting his head. Not one to just observe, more of an action taker. For those who just didn't take the route to solve things , were just cowardly to him. And this did include annoyances such as humans staring.

Supposed it was understandable. If he were such a meagle and worthless thing such as a human , he too would stare at something that was even just taller.

" a flatterer , hm? how quaint. you think that's not gonna make me wanna rip off your head and eat it like a chewy candy ? "

He crossed his arms and a small hum came from him. He was not one to be this patient. But why not ?

#thread #tags tbd #cw threats #cw violence #FINALLY GOT IT DONE #WOOO #Leon and Carnage interaction lets goooo

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radioactive-mouse · 9 months

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um….. ya hi turgles enjoyers. sorry the mp100 disease got me

#WOOO WOOOOO blog theme change finally #shoulda done it a long time ago lol but i just never got around to it #rip donnie icon u will always be famous #mouse.txt

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mechahero · 1 year

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@electricea asked- I can't find the meme or if there even was one, but I'd love to see any headcanons you have about a Persona verse for Lambda!

uhhh i also don’t know/remember reblogging a meme about this but we’re rolling with it! (no longer accepting)

Not sure if the verse would be set in any of the Persona games, so it’s very much take your pick. Regardless of wherever he is, he’s always a transfer student.

He’s the “weird” dude. Often hanging out by himself or off getting into trouble somewhere because no matter the verse, he still heavily hates authority figures.

He has dreams of starting a band! It’s not easy for him, though. He’s got the idea for it down, just not the execution. And practicing is hard when your music is supposed to be angry and loud and your neighbors don’t want to hear that.

If he were to have a Persona, he’d think it’s just incredibly weird. No matter how long, he just cannot wrap his head around it or want a lot to do with the idea of using your Persona to fight Shadows in the first place. Definitely avoids everything to do with the topic.

Fights people in alleyways. Why? Who knows. Some speculate that the fight club thing is just a terrible attempt at blowing off steam.

#//flops over #//FINALLY #//got it done without the page resetting #//WOOO #//uhh just going to slide this in #why are you botherin' me? {answered memes}#electricea

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orcelito · 1 year

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listen im not actually done yet but

MINUS 4.6k words bc that’s going towards chapter 42. but. um.

yea

#speculation nation #discacc shit #ykno i think it's pretty accurate to what i was thinking earlier #when estimating what my original plan was for 41. aka including my new 42 #i was expecting it to be at Least 25k words #and yea by the time i finish writing this shit it will be there #im not quite done writing 41. i still have to close scenes 1 and 5 #but theyre both sooo close to done #both also requiring. some research. so i just pulled out my computer to make it easier for myself lol #cue distractions. but ALSO i got music playing. wooo for more varien #making a final push at the end of the year to get varien in my top artists. bc i think she deserves it.

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steelydyke · 7 months

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it feels insane to be living the life i had dreamed of

#what a good year this has been and now that i started classes it feels like it came to an end :-)#the girl ive been wanting to befriend since i was literally 14 is one of my best friends and we have minimum 1 sleepover a month #i went to london with my class and became much more close + made new friends #went back to italy to visit my best friend #FINALLY went camping w my besties #and also we went on vacation together!!! ive never done that before....1 full week and we only got more attached lol #got into the 3 masters i applied to in a panic and now im starting the one i wanted!!!#omggg i finished my thesis (tfg) on food in flemish art!!! that was awesome i enjoyed every moment of it #also my partner and i are celebrating our 4 year anniversary in 3 months...thats crazy :-)#my boss basically confirmed that shell hire me once i finish my internship wooo #all i wanted when i was younger was to find love have a lot friends and graduate from university :-) and that ive done

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daydreaming-nerd · 26 days

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OMG I need pregnant reader x bat boys

That first one was so good thank you for that!! 🩷🩷

Pregnant Reader x Bat Boys (drabble)

This is part 2 to You Want A Baby?

AN: Ahh this was so highly requested I'm sorry it took so long. Also i've never really done a drabble and this is defiantly too long but I wanted to feed y'all as best I could.

Warnings: Pregnancy (duh), child birth, talks of sex?, not proof read (sry after writing Young Love Old Money 5 last night my hands hurt)

Of course your mates got you pregnant on the first try. They were the three most powerful males in the Night Court.

The day you found out was like any other, you were quietly reading while Cassian and Azriel were in Windhaven and Rhys was busy doing paperwork.

The sickness had been building all day and at finally come to it's precipice.

After about an hour of throwing up you went to see Madja who confirmed you were indeed pregnant.

You wanted to run home and tell Rhys right away but it didn't seem fair to your other two mates

So you warded yourself to keep your scent hidden and waited till Azriel and Cassian got home.

You sat on the edge of the bed the waiting for the boys to come to bed, clad in nothing but my black silk nightgown (this one was a present from Rhys)

The boys stalked in and the picture of me sitting innocently on our shared bed had them taking their shirts off.

It wasn't uncommon for you all to release built up tension after a long hard day, especially when the boys had to deal with Devlon.

"Wait there's something I wanna show you first," you smile standing up.

"Something you want to show us?" Rhys laughed knowing that when it came to the bedroom it was often the other way around.

You couldn't keep from smirking as you let the ward around me drop, my scent filling the room.

They inhaled long and slow before their eyes snapped open.

"You're?" Azriel asked.

"Pregnant," you smile watching as a million emotions float across their faces.

A beat of silence passes and then...

"WOOO HOOO!" Cassian roared. "We did it brothers!" he boasted clapping each of them on the back.

All of them came over to me to give me sniff, as if your new scent was addicting. You had to crane your neck up to meet all their happy faces.

"How far along are you?" Rhys asked caressing my face.

"Not very, only 6 weeks," you. smile feeling their warm hands roam my body.

"Well you certainly smell good," Azriel smiles burying his nose in my hair.

"Really?" you ask.

"YES," they all said in unison.

Cassian's hands find the hem of the night gown and start to lift it up peering underneath curiously.

"Cassain if you even think about putting your dick anywhere near her right now I will fucking kill you," Rhys growls.

"I'm not I'm trying to see if she's showing yet," Cassian said, eyes squinting.

"Cass it's too early for her to be showing," Azriel laughed at his brothers antics.

"Well she defiantly is, take a look." Cassian smiled pulling me flush to him and lifting my nightgown more so his brothers could see.

Rhys and Azriel squinted their eyes, clearly trying to see what wasn't there as Cass slid a hand over my belly.

"Cassian darling I think that's just my dinner," you laugh.

"speaking of dinner did you eat enough?" Rhys asked.

and so it began.

Ever since the boys had found out all chaos had erupted.

At first they wanted you to stay in the townhouse at all times. Literally locking you up and throwing away the key

That idea took you a long time to talk them out of but eventually you did.

Then came Rhys arguing that you needed at least 5 wards. Which Cassian and Azriel objected to as they wanted full access to you AND the baby.

Evetually you all settled on one ward. Strong enough to keep threats at bay, but weak enough so Cass and Az could touch you and your bump whenever they liked.

Speaking of bump, Cassian was determined to do a bump update everyday.

The man was DYING to see you with a bump.

"You think the baby will have wings?" you asked innocently while we all laid in bed.

Every night it was a fight for who got to sleep next to you as you unfortunately had an odd number of mates.

"Of course it'll have wings, look at it's fathers," Azriel smirked rubbing a hand over your belly.

"I don't know I wasn't in my Illyrian form when it was conceived," Rhysand states, his words reverberation through me from where my head was perched on his chest.

"Pfft please, I already told you it's mine," Cassian boasted from behind Rhys, clearly being an instigator since he wasn't getting to sleep next to me tonight.

"Cassian," Azriel warns.

"I know , I know. We don't care who got her knocked up just so long as she IS knocked up," Cassian smirks.

"Okay but what if the baby doesn't have wings?" I ask once more.

"Then we'll fuck another one into you until you have one that does," Rhys smiled pressing a kiss to my brow

"Oh we're putting another one in her either way. I want a whole litter of children." Cassian divuldged.

"You want that princess?" Azriel asked rubbing lazy circles over my barley there bump.

"Yeah I think I do." I smile.

The boys were territorial when you were barley showing, but the second the numerous dresses Rhys bought you couldn't cover the bump that's when things got scary.

The shadows. The fucking shadows

They were fucking everywhere.

Azriel had been freaking out ever since your guys walk the other day.

You had been taking in the fresh air of spring when a unknowing passerby slammed into you nearly knocking you over.

"WATCH IT!" Azriel screamed in his face his grip on the mans shirt like a vice.

The poor shopkeeper just about wet himself before running off.

"Now was that really necessary?" you asked, crumbs falling out of your mouth from the 3rd chocolate croissant you had eaten that day.

"He nearly knocked down my pregnant mate, he's lucky I let him off with a warning," Azriel murmured clearly still pissed.

"You Illyrian babies," I roll my eyes finsishing off the croissant.

Azriel just sighed and dug his hand into the paper sack to pull out my 4th pastry.

Ever since then his shadows seemed to follow you everywhere.

If you dropped something? The shadows would pick it up.

If you had troubles walking? there was always a dark mass helping you to the bathroom for the 10th time that day.

Every time the baby kicked? The shadows swirled around you to make sure you were okay.

And boy did that baby kick...

Cassian was the first to feel it.

It was a rainy night at home, Cassian was sleeping next to your belly whispering sweet nothings to it when it happened. He nearly jumped out of his skin, and you nearly did too from the pain.

"Ahh!" you hissed in pain.

"Darling what is it? Are you hurt?" Rhys fussed, leaving his desk to be there in an instant.

"What did you do?" Azriel growled at Cassian who was still staring wide eyed at your bump.

"I'm fine he didn't do anything. The baby is just kicking." I grit out feeling another thump.

I blindly reach out and grab one of my mates hands and press it to my stomach.

I watched as the scarred hand flinched at the kick.

"Oh my god I can feel it," Azriel beamed, his eyes glassing over.

"Move I want to feel," Rhys ordered

Azriel was too hypotized to care.

"I am your High Lord, move" Rhys ordered once more and I swear the room shook.

"I'm getting kinda tired of that phrase too aren't you Cass?" Azriel rolled his eyes.

"Yeah she's our mate too," cassian grumbled.

They spent the night taking turns getting to feel the baby which became a nightly occurrence.

Out of all your mates Rhys was the most doting. He had an entire wing built onto the townhouse for the baby.

He even used his magic to enchant the ceiling of the nursery to look like the night sky so it would be starfall in there every night.

Rhys didn't like to admit it, but he loved baby shopping with you.

"Oh Rhys look at this one can we get it?" you smile holding up a little onesie.

"Yes darling of course," he chuckled in amusement, he had probably heard that phrase a million times.

Your eyes scanned the shop of onesies and cribs, you already nearly everything in the store. But the shop owner always made sure to let you know when there was a new shipment as she knew Rhys would buy his pregnant mate just about anything she asked for.

"Oh my god Rhys please the baby is going to need this," I shout holding up the bat plushy. "Please, please, please, pleaseeeee"

Rhys laughs walking over to me to take my hands in his.

"Darling how many times do I have to tell you? You can have whatever you want." he smiles placing a hand on my bump and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

Fae labor was no joke, there wasn't a single aspect that didn't hurt like hell.

Rhys didn't send Cassian or Azriel away on any missions in the weeks leading up to your due date so they could be there.

Your water broke when you were standing in the kitchen reaching for a glass on the top shelf.

The scream you let out is enough to have Cassian running in from the other room.

"What is it princess? Are you okay?" He asked kneeling down to where I sat on the floor.

"The baby is coming," I winced through the pain, taking Cassian's hand in mine and squeezing with all my might.

That was the good thing about having big, strong Illyrian's as mates. They were fucking durable.

"oh shit," Cassain murmered his eyes searching for some kind of answer of what to do. "RHYS! AZRIEL! THE BABY IS COMING!"

My other two mates winnowed there are lighting speed from where ever they were in the house.

It wasn't long until Rhys had me in his arms winnowing us all to Madja.

"Help her please," he pleaded, my cries of pain clearly affecting him.

Madja had Rhys bring me into the birthing suite and lay me down. I could see the worry on all my mates eyes as they watched me write in pain, sweat grazing my brow.

"How can we help?" Azriel pleaded.

"You can't, you must leave us to work," she said referring to the other healers already pressing cold towels to my face.

"Over my dead body do I leave her side right now," Cassian grumbled.

"Do you want her to die? You'll only be in the way general. Use your head." she argued ushering them out and locking the doors.

The hours in between the closing of the doors and finally giving birth were brutal, not only for yo but for your mates.

They sat outside the door and listened to your screams the entire time.

Azriel nearly ripped his hair out from the sounds of them.

They nearly jumped to their feet at the sound of a baby crying from inside.

But then they heard you a screaming again.

Any happiness died out.

After a few minutes they heard the baby crying again and your screams stopped.

15 minutes later Madja came out holding not one but two small bundles in her arms.

"congratulations, you are the proud fathers of two healthy baby boys," she beamed.

Twins

Rhys and Cassian took the twin boys in their arms, as Azriel was too scared to touch them at first.

"They have wings," Cassian beamed running his hand over the tiny wings.

"Is she?" Rhys asked Madja.

"The mother is perfectly healthy. She needs to nurse the babies, but she insisted that I bring them to you first." Madja smiled.

"can we see her?" Azriel asked.

"Of course you can," Madja said.

The boys carried the twin babies in to see you once more.

You reached out your hands for the one in Rhys arms, the oldest, by a few minutes. He gave him to you and thankfully he latched right away.

"You did so well mate," Azriel said placing a kiss on your forehead.

"How did you boys manage to put twins in me on the first try?" You rasped out, voice still horse.

"If you recall it was no small feat," Cassain smiled.

After feeding them both you slept soundly.

While Cassain and Rhys might've been the first to hold your sons, Azriel was the first one to fall asleep with them. One in each arm.

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ohimsummer · 4 months

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✎ . . .❝DO YOUR DANCE, SATORU!❞

— poly satosugu! x reader shenanigans from nanami’s pov :3, + haibara’s alive because i like to be happy

bzzt!

the vibration of his phone catches nanami’s attention. there’s a high possibility it’s not work since it’s so late in the evening, so it’s likely the groupchat gojo forced you into forcing nanami to join. so he ignores it. he’s in the middle of making himself dinner, and it’s probably just gojo with his regular nonsense anyway. nanami continues chopping vegetables, seasoning meat, boiling water in preparation for a stew, and it’s not until everything’s finally in the pot that he decides to check his lockscreen.

y/n :): 1 attachment

y/n :): $1 and i’ll make him do this in a cheerleading outfit

nanami quirks a brow at that. with 0 context, this conversation is already off to a rough start.

gojo.: NO WAY IM NOT DOING THAT

y/n :): if you don’t it means you don’t love me

gojo.: that is MY line and also NOT how this works

y/n :): 1 attachment

y/n :): SUGUUU <33

Geto: <3

gojo.: YOU TWO HATE ME??

Shoko: aw fuck he beat me to it

gojo.: YOU GUYS SUCK

the conversation devolves further into utter insanity, and the beep of the oven draws nanami’s attention. a sweet smell of cooked batter enters his nostrils, and he becomes distracted with the cake in his oven, mind drowning out the subsequent buzzes and chirps of his phone.

it’s not until a busy week later, as nanami lounges on his couch watching whatever movie, that he remembers the past conversation. curiosity gets the better of him, and he unlocks his phone to scroll through heaps of inane messages, mostly between you and gojo with whoever’s sassy remarks in between, until he sees this:

y/n :): 1 attachment

y/n :): GOT HIS ASS

gojo.: FUCJING STOPP

gojo.: UNSEND THAT RIGHT NOW

Shoko: LOLL

Yu!: wow pink really suits you!!

it’s a video with various bubble reactions on it, most of which are ‘haha!’. The thumbnail is blurry, so nanami decides to watch and see what all the fuss is about. surely it must be something humiliating if gojo is this adamantly against it.

the video starts with gojo, arms crossed and a deep frown carved into his face. hints of his…outfit peek out from behind you, who’s fiddling with the pigtails in his short locks, tied together with tiny, pink ribbons.

“ ‘kay, all done!” you step back, only to reveal gojo in a cropped, white cheer top and pink, pleated skirt, both of which stretch against his abs and toned legs. a pink mask much like his usual one covers his eyes. thigh highs, or rather knee highs on him, wrapped around gojo's calves and pink slides which are obviously not his if the way the backs of his feet hang off them is any indication.

you step out of frame, not before giving gojo a thumbs up paired with your girlish giggle, but he makes no effort to move. geto’s voice sounds behind the camera, close to signal he’s the one recording.

“c’mon, now, i paid good money for this.” there’s amusement laced in his tone.

gojo’s jaw goes slack, mouth gaped open and hands falling to his hips, making him look even more sassy with this current getup. “it’s a fucking dollar!”

“and it’s gonna be a dollar well spent.,” geto quips. “c’mon, you look great, just do it.”

your voice calls out beside geto. “yeah, you’re such a cute little cheer captain! do your dance, satoru, go, go, go–!”

gojo's head falls back on camera, any protests drowned out by you and geto’s rampant, continuous cheering. he mouths something before jumping to spread his legs in a 'v', both hands raising above him to form peace signs. his lips jut out in a pout before he forces a kissy face; eyes scrunched closed and you and geto cheer 'wooo!' as gojo dances and cheers on camera, pigtails bouncing the entire time.

the video ends abruptly, with gojo hunched over in exhaustion, wiping sweat from his forehead. nanami blinks in surprise, rubbing the smirk away from his lips. it takes a few clicks to save the video, and he makes sure to bring it up next time gojo decides to bother him.

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YIPEE IT'S FINALLY DONE

spent the past like, month redrawing the sb cover art (original for side-by-side reference)

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WOOO I'm so happy to finally have this done. I spent forever working on it, I wish I kept track but I'm pretty sure it took a month to fully finish, I've been working on it like every day for the past couple of weeks and I'm really happy to finally have it finished :D I'm really proud of the rendering/shading on this one, the text was probably difficult which is why it looks the least accurate. I didn't want to just re-render it and re-draw the human characters so I changed the designs a little bit for this, first time I've drawn any of them. I thought it'd be fun to make their desgins fit a bit closer to the cartoony art around the pizzaplex and just smaller details I find fun. (if monty is allowed to have spikes on his chest cavity i think freddy should be allowed fluff.. he looks so bald, if you count chica's feathers he's literally the only animatronic without hair LMAO) I accidentally made some colors a bit more pastel or desaturated but overall I tried to replicate the rendering as well as I can, it was really good practice for understanding lighting better and stuff. (Roxy had like, 3 different color light sources I think? Monty had the most though..) But anyway! I'm really happy I got this done so I can work on other stuff lol. I might use it for background stuff and I kept all the assets so I can edit them for pfps if i or other people want in the future. Hope you enjoyed :)

#ok tag spam i'm sorry lmfao #i won't leave a message in the tags or anything this is just gonna be me spamming categories and stuff #bye :D #fnaf #fnaf fanart #fnaf art #fnaf sb #fnaf sb fanart #fnaf security breach #security breach #fnaf glamrock freddy #fnaf glamrock chica #fnaf glamrock monty #fnaf glamrock roxy #fnaf roxy #fnaf monty #fnaf gregory #fnaf vanessa #fnaf vanny

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arisu-arts · 6 months

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,,and that got through to him somehow that got through"

WOOO finally done with that one, first real fan comic that i finished I started it a while ago lmao

If someone doesn't get it, it's the moment where Forever was in a coma and Phil told him the story, and then proceed to do the same thing as the wife did in the story.

So i just draw the same story that Phil told Forever but put them in it

#qsmp #qsmp philza #qsmp forever #qsmp fanart #fanart #fan comic #qsmp comic #mcyt fanart #mcyt #philza #forever #philever #sugarduo #q!philza #q!forever #philever fanart #philza fanart #forever fanart

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kindestofkings · 6 months

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photographer era [2]

my lovelies this is a long one so get yourself a cuppa and hopefully enjoy!

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inhalerdublin A huge honour to be bringing our show to @officialslanecastle this summer to support the one and only @harrystyles. We should definitely shower for this one X

See you there.

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inhalerdublin We’ll never be able to fully recover from the experience of playing Slane Castle yesterday. Thank you to @harrystyles for having us open for him in such a legendary place. And to every one of you who sang our songs back to us.

See you in November Ireland x

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my idiot (lovable) friends are now my employers cause im joining them on tour in europe ahhh, a professional photographer some may say

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meowmeowmeowmeow4x · 6 days

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Dark Blue Moon and the Suffering Sun Chapter 20

wooo we hit chapter 20!! yeaahhh

MASTAPOST

Beautiful, sunlit beaches blanketed the coastline underneath the street level where colourful tiles crisscrossed. An umbrella kept the heat away from the rustic wooden table at which the Fenton family, minus their youngest, and Bruce Wayne sat. The SAV sat peacefully by the pier where they had disembarked.

They had been sailing for the better part of the afternoon, finally stopping to pick up lunch at Jazz’s insistence. Mr Wayne’s insisted on paying, ever the rich philanthropist.

Jazz Fenton couldn’t be more worried, although she had to hide it. Sitting opposite her, Mr Wayne idly chatted with her parents about their college days. Once she knew what she was looking for, it was painfully obvious that he was interrogating them for information on Vlad Masters, another billionaire thorn in the family’s side (not that her parents knew).

She fidgeted. Her foot tapped repeatedly on the stop, arched to not make sounds that would give her state of general anxiety away. Once she told Tucker what was happening, the boy had gotten to work right away. It would take some time to locate the files containing the specs for the newest inventions, and then more time to analyse them and pinpoint what damage she could do.

She’d need to call Sam next. Tucker had given her the number for Sam’s spare, although there was no guarantee she’d be able to answer soon.

Until then, Jazz was on her own. She picked at her sweet and sour fish broth soup, rolling the tomato chunks around. If she gave herself food poisoning somehow, that might give the boys potentially a week to get away. Then again, there was an equal chance one of her parents would stay with her while the other went with Bruce.

As it was, she could definitely malinger a stomach issue, and delay them for maybe half an hour. Sirens swam quickly, so that time could be valuable for them.

“What about you, Jasmine? What got you interested in psychology?” Came Bruce Wayne’s baritone. Shit.

Jazz was startled out of her thoughts. Before she could open her mouth, she did an awareness check. A mental checklist of where she was and what she needed to do and not do appeared in her head. If she tipped off this man, then it could very lead to her brother underneath a scalpel. No pressure at all.

“Uhm, well. Mr Wa- Bruce.” Jazz found herself stuttering when talking about psychology for the first time in her life. Dammit. She looked to the side, where her father nodded like an excited puppy. Not helping, dad.

“Well I’ve always been interested in people, you see.” Jazz kept a close eye on Bruce Wayne’s posture, studying him. “What makes them upset. What makes them happy.”

She side-eyed her parents. On one side, her mother glared viciously at her fried fish. On the other, her father arranged fries into smiling faces.

“With this family, I’ve had a lot to think about.” That was a good start, right? With any luck, he would be the one to give something away, something she could use against him.

Bruce Wayne chuckled, an easy (fake?) smile worn like a mask. “I can certainly relate. Many times my boys have left me pulling my hair out. It’s a chaotic house most days.”

That was right! Jazz recalled the preliminary research she had done earlier in the day. Bruce Wayne was known to be an endlessly kind man, but suffered several interpersonal issues over the years. One was the notorious apparent teenage tantrum thrown by an 18-year-old Dick Grayson, shortly before his second son, Jason was adopted.

The less said about Jason’s unfortunate fate, the better. Although he may have been brought back, somehow??

She wasn’t sure whether to envy his therapist or not.

It had been exhausting teasing the truth out of the myriad gossip articles on the Wayne family. If Danny were here, he’d bully her relentlessly for going back on her noted disdain towards the ‘shallow and vapid celebrity news industry dedicated to turning private interpersonal conflicts into products to be consumed.’ Oh how the mighty have fallen.

What she could be reasonably sure of was that the present-day family dynamics of the Waynes were testy, to say the least. Apparently their youngest, the Damian who had disappeared into the waves just two days ago, had been dealing with violent tendencies for some time and had no patience for entertaining the elites like his brothers used to. And that was just the public stuff.

Right. She could work with this.

“Was it difficult? In the early days, with your first son.” Jazz said, putting on tones of sympathy and empathetic connection, the kind she would use when she’d try to get Danny to open up.

A pained look came over Bruce. That was good!

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to poke any sensitive issues.” She added with false franticness. The longer the ball was in Bruce Wayne’s court, the better.

Mr Wayne waved her off. “No, it’s fine. Just old memories.”

“Are they fond memories?”

“Yes. It was the happiest time of my life. There was a lot of adjustment. I was a bachelor in my twenties, and suddenly I had an entire child in my hands. Dick had me running around like a headless chicken half the time.”

“Did it get easier?” Jazz asked. The billionaire’s eyes almost glazed over.

“Not particularly. If anything, things got harder. I learned very quickly that experience raising one child does not entirely transfer to another.”

Oh, that was good. Jazz filed this information into her mental notebook.

“But enough about me and my old man troubles.” With that endlessly disarming smile, she could tell why people fell for the playboy turned beleaguered father. “If you’re looking for a good psycho-analysis, I’m afraid I’m a bit basic compared to what Gotham has to offer.”

Drat. Was she that obvious? No, he’d just talked about her psychology interest. She could handle this easily. She just needed to be careful what she said, and didn’t say.

“I guess you could say I’m interested in non-traditional family dynamics. My parents have always been… eccentric.”

“That’s the Fenton way!” Her father shouted. Several other patrons looked at them scathingly. “Too bad Jazzpants hates siren hunting almost as much as… as…” Her father’s expression sank.

That calculating look came back in full force. Dammit dad! She needed to salvage this.

“My feelings towards my parents’ profession aside, the evidence points very strongly to Phantom being connected to my brother’s disappearance. I may not enjoy the siren hunts, but my brother comes first. What else can I do? Sit home and do nothing?”

Her father clapped her back, grinning proudly. “You wouldn’t be doing nothing, sweetie! You’d be keeping Vladdie company!”

Yeah… Jazz mustered all her will power to hide the cringe.

“And besides, have you seen my parents when they’re at work? Yesterday they spent like 36 hours straight preparing the SAV with only one single break.” Jazz’s head fell back. “They’d probably forget to eat if I weren’t here.”

“Hey that’s not true, Jazz! Your mother and I are excellent at this work-life balance you always babble about. Yesterday we took two breaks instead of one. Progress!”

Jazz gestured to her father with an exasperated sigh. “See what I mean?”

Bruce Wayne hummed. His head tilted in thought as he sampled his mackerel. “Have you always been this responsible, Jasmine?”

“Of course! Look, I may be sixteen, but I very much possess the maturity of an adult. If it’s my job to wrangle this family into healthy habits, then so be it.”

Bruce Wayne appeared to have something to say about that. Jazz’s phone buzzed at that moment, having been turned silent earlier. It was Tucker, you miracle worker.

She shot up from her chair, twisting her expression into an agonisied grimace. “Sorry I think I’m having a bathroom emergency. I’ll be right back!”

Jazz dashed away, feeling perfectly fine in the stomach, except for her nerves.

“I have questions.” Damian told him. They were well on their way south now, Danny’s tail swishing away at top speed. Mostly the boys stayed silent, enjoying each other’s company and the rushing of water.

“Shoot.” Danny said.

“Are you a male? Or is this merely an assumption that others have made?”

Danny sputtered. The question almost knocked him off course with how sudden it was. “W-What? Why would that be a question?”

Damian hummed. “My brothers have taught me not to make assumptions. In addition, siren biology seems heavily based off of fish, many of whom are hermaphroditic in some way.”

“Uhh…”

“Which leaves us with the question. What am I to call you? For most of time together, I have been thinking of you as a male. Was that incorrect of me to do so?”

Danny’s eyes subconsciously drifted to his navel. Was he actually biologically male anymore? He’d always assumed so, but being a half-siren in a siren-hating down didn’t leave much time to learn siren anatomy in and out.

Had he been a girl this entire time? No way… No, he always acted the same as he always acted. If he was a boy before being turned, and acted the same, he could be a boy now, right?

“Uhhh yes. I think I’m a boy. Maybe.”

“For that matter, I would like to inquire how sirens reproduce. Surely the turning of humans is not the only way your species increases its numbers?”

Danny’s face heated to boiling. Blue blushes crept down his cheeks and covered his neck. “Maybe you could ask your dad about human reproduction first?” He squeaked.

“I am already aware!” Damian grouched. “I believe I deserve to know the specifics of the body which I have been forced into.”

“What if I told you I didn’t even know where siren babies came from?” Which was a sad, sad lie, bullshit that Damian clearly saw through.

“Lies!”

Danny threw his hands up, which threw off his balance for a moment. “You’re tiny. Can you guarantee your dad won’t sell me to the GiW for telling you this stuff?”

“I absolutely can.”

“Not the point! Please ask something else. You ain’t getting crap out of me on that front. I am like Davy Jones’ locker. Zip. Shut. Tight. Not happening.”

Damian seethed. This close, Danny could feel the kid’s chest vibrate with growling sounds.

“Very well. What are sirens classed as?”

“Inhuman non-sentient sea monsters bent on the destruction of humans.”

His back stung as Damian slapped him with his tailfin. “Biologically!”

“I dunno! Do I look like I have a marine biology degree?” Danny shrugged.

Damian lowered his head. “So you are uneducated.”

“Hey, rude!” Biology was never Danny’s strong suit. His mother was the one with the however many PhDs. And Sam was the one campaigning for animal rights every other week. He was more of a space guy! This was not new information to Damian! “You tell me! You’re the kid with the animal obsession.”

“I shall lay out the evidence. On the one hand, we possess scales, gills and fins, like all fish do. However, the heat your blood, despite the cold water suggests warm-bloodedness. Furthermore, I have paid very close attention to you, and the female sirens we met in your cave.”

“And what did you see?” Danny tilted his head back.

“The nipples.” Damian ground out. “Which suggests breastfeeding, which is a mammalian trait. However, I am not sure if my own are because of my former status as a human. That is why I must ask you this.”

This was definitely going to be awkward. Danny preemptively suppressed the cringe reflex.

“Do sirens breastfeed?” Damian asked. Danny blanked at that one. Yeah. That question was a hard no clue. “Have you ever breastfed?”

Damian. Oh Damian. Kids just say the darnedest things. Damian. Danny’s cheeks heated up again. He squeaked out an answer. “N-no! I’ve been on my own in the ocean.”

Damian narrowed his eyes at him. Did suspicion have a smell? Because Danny felt like it did, and he was smelling it.

“Do siren parents not take care of their children?” Damian finally asked.

Danny thought back to Youngblood, how Ember basically made him her younger brother (which made her teasing of him for having Damian around totally hypocritical). It was in this moment that he realised he didn’t know any sirens outside his normal enemies. 99% of all times he had interacted with another siren. Hell, any other sea person, was when he was fighting them.

“Danny? Danny?” Damian’s voice raised.

Danny shook his head. “Sorry, I’m just thinking…”

He sounded so pitifully sad in that moment. When a series of familiar whale calls breached the surface, he eagerly welcomed the distraction.

“We’ve caught up to the whale pod!”

Damian gasped, attention turned fully away from his interrogation. “Where are they?”

Danny carried him forward, surging to greet Damian’s new friends again. However, what he saw chilled him.

About a hundred feet away there was a small boat with a flat open deck, a dingy vessel with barnacles coating its hull, and men carrying harpoons and operating cranes, pulling in a net that thrashed violently. And on the deck, tied up by rope and netting, was a baby whale.

Damian swore in a language he didn’t understand. Danny swore too.

Damian’s fins shot ramrod straight. His teeth bared with an inhuman growl. His hand went to the sword sheathed at his waist. He itched to sink it into the bodies of these treacherous men.

“Wait.” Danny said. Wait!? What a preposterous thought. They needed to save Dorothea and her pod now.

“Are you insane!?”

His companion’s voice lowered dangerously. “You realise if we attack them, then the GiW will know, right? The whalers will call for help, or get to shore and it’ll be on the news. We’ll be hunted again.”

Damian did not hesitate. “Do you intend to prioritise our own safety over that of an endangered species being poached illegally?”

Danny shook his head. “Nah. Let’s go fuck them up.”

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