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pinkie-pop · 6 months

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"Do Paimons Dream of Floating Sheep?"

Mondstadt: Part I Part II Part III Part IV

Based on this

Featuring: Gender-Neutral Reader, Paimon!Reader, Genshin Impact various x Reader, Yandere Genshin Impact

Word count: 2.7k

Synopsis: Being dragged into the world of your favorite video game is hardly your idea of a relaxing Saturday, and being dragged into the world of your favorite game, taking over the role of mascot even less so. Unfortunately, it seems fate has no interest in what you consider to be a normal day, and it will do anything to replace your idea of normal entirely.

Includes: Drowning, bodily harm, reader is kind of a doormat/people pleaser, reader is described as being afraid of heights,

It's cold.

Your eyes are open, but you can't tell up from down. All you see is water. Water to your left. Water to your right. Water in your lungs.

You are drowning.

Panic rises in your chest, up to your throat, and bubbles out of your mouth as you sink further into the lake. You desperately try to avoid breathing in, but your throat is burning. There’s a pressure sinking into you. You thrash around, desperately searching for a lifeline. For something to grab onto.

Your hand brushes against something sharp, and you, without hesitation, latch onto it. Pain shoots up from your hand to your arm as you grab the object and pull. It hurts, but the pain only makes your grip tighten as you attempt to leverage it, to use it to pull yourself up from the watery depths.

Something reacts to your rugs, and your body is pulled violently upwards. Your hand feels like it’s been split open, but that hardly matters. Not when you’ve finally reached the surface, coughing and retching uncontrollably. Your whole body shakes as you convulse and expel the water from your airways. Finally, it’s over.

You look down at your hand, a fishing hook is lodged rather severely in the skin. There’s blood everywhere, with chunks of torn skin and gashes littering your palm. A grisly sight, to be sure. You look upwards, hoping to see your savior, but all you see is yellow.

A blonde traveler stands over you. Wait, isn't that…?

Are you dreaming?

No, you can't be. The sensation of drowning and the hook lodged in your hand was too painful to be anything other than reality. If this were a dream, the shock to your senses would have been more than enough to wake you up. Then…

A hand waves in front of your face, and you jolt to attention. "Hey—! Are you okay?"

"Oh-! Yes, I'm…I'm okay,” you say, coughing a little. The Traveler sighs.

"You really scared me there. How did you even fall into the lake in the first place?"

"Well…" You look down, avoiding eye contact by fixating yourself on removing the hook from your skin.

It was late at night, with your only source of light coming from your computer screen as you wait for Genshin to boot up. You were tired, but your resin was about to be full, and you still hadn't done your dailies. Finally, the game loads, and you enter, bracing yourself for the incoming white light. It nearly blinds you when it comes, far brighter than usual. Quickly, you cover your eyes to protect your retinas, but the light disappears as soon as it comes.

Carefully, you open your eyes, stumbling backward at the sight before you. You fall on your butt. It hurts, but you pay it no mind.

You’re inside the loading screen. The realization makes you jump to your feet and take a tentative step forward. Like in the game, your path creates itself in front of you, expanding with every step. It stops when you reach a door.

You glance behind yourself, watching as pillars and bridges float around you as the clouds drift about beneath your feet. The rest of the bridge is gone, you realize. There’s no going back. You take a deep breath and open the door.

You’re falling. Hurtling down towards the earth like a comet soaring through space. But you are not a comet, you are a human, a fragile, mortal human. One that could not possibly survive a fall from this height. You try to scream, but no words leave your lips. The silence is broken with a loud splash! as your body hits the water.

You can’t just say that, though.

"...I guess I was just unlucky," you settle on, just as you free the hook from your hand and toss it aside. If Aether noticed the pause you took between answering him, he doesn’t say anything. Good. You’d rather not have to explain yourself, especially when you were feeling so not yourself. “Thanks for saving me,” you say rather abruptly. You realize that you had forgotten to thank him before, perhaps because you were too busy lying to your savior. You feel a pang of guilt, but you ignore it.

“Don’t mention it,” he says, then turns away from you. You pay him no mind and move to wash the blood from your palm. “Say, are you…from around here?”

Ah.

He’s looking for a guide.

That’s too bad. You aren’t Paimon. You remove your hand from the lake and shake the water off, about to tell him that you actually come from a far-off land when the water stills, and you catch a glimpse of your reflection.

You aren’t Paimon. You shouldn’t be Paimon.

And yet. And yet.

You gaze into your reflection. Under a rose-gold halo are white puffs of hair that frame your face, bangs kept at bay with a black hair clip shaped like a diamond. A hand waves in front of your face.

“Sorry,” you say. “You asked if I was from around here, right?” The Traveler nods, a hopeful glint in his eyes. You sigh and look down at your lap. Your white shorts are stained red, but it h ardly matters. “I’m not. I just got here, actually.” You don’t dare to look up; if you saw the desperation on his face, you know you would crack, crumble, and give in immediately.

You can’t. You need to find a way home.

But…do you really want to do that alone…?

You make the mistake of glancing up at the Traveler, nearly flinching at the look of pure, unadulterated disappointment in his eyes.

You falter.

It’s already too late. You hear yourself say, “But!” before you even realize you’ve opened your mouth. The hope in Aether’s eyes makes it all worth it. “I do know a lot about this area. Why? Do you need a guide?”

“You’d be willing to do that?” No, your mind screams.

“It’s the least I can do after you saved my life,” you say, cursing yourself internally. Damn you and your bleeding heart. Why can’t you learn to say no?

Aether lights up, thanking you profusely. He introduces himself, and you do the same.

Ah, fuck. You can’t say no to this cinnamon roll. You have to help.

And you do. You listen to his entire story as he recounts the opening scene of the game, and you watch as he draws the Heavenly Principles in the sand. You watch yourself as you tell him you’ll help him meet the Seven, and you watch the two of you as you head to Mondstadt City, knowing the dragon that lies ahead.

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"The place we're in now is called Mondstadt, but it's also known as the City of Freedom. Its god is the Anemo Archon Barbatos, but, being the God of Freedom, he's not really the one who rules over Mondstadt. Instead, it's the people who rule over themselves," you say, seemingly already adjusted to your role as a travel guide. The Traveler trails behind you, listening intently as you continue your speech.

"The main government is the Knights of Favonius, ruled by Grand Master Varka and Vice Grand Master Jean. Because Varka is currently away on an expedition, Jean has become the Acting Grand Master in his stead. It's just as well. I hear that she's more competent than he is…" You pause, then glance around nervously. If you remember correctly, you're supposed to meet Amber around here somewhere. She probably wouldn’t like someone badmouthing her Grand Master. "Don't tell anyone I said that, though, okay?" Aether nods, and you breathe a silent sigh of relief as the two of you reach the first important landmark in the game.

"Oh! Here, this is a Statue of the Seven, it depicts Barbatos. Why don't you go up and touch it? Maybe you'll receive a blessing!" Of course, you already know what will happen when he touches it, but he doesn't. Aether does as you say and walks up to the statue, granting him the power of Anemo. "The city is just up ahead, but maybe we should test out your new ability first? Hey, look, there are some slimes over there!" Aether nods, making quick work of the slimes.

"Whoa, it's even better in real life…"

"What did you say?"

Before you can answer, a loud, thunderous roar sounds from a distance. You both look up to see Dvalin soaring across the sky.

Right, you remember this part. Next, you're supposed to follow him and meet Venti. However…

"Do you think we should follow it?"

"Are you crazy?! That's a dragon," you say, mustering up the best fearful expression you can. "Let's not bother it." Truthfully, you're not afraid of Dvalin, but in the game, when Paimon and the Traveler follow Dvalin, it doesn't go well. If the two of you avoid this event, then Venti might succeed in purifying his tainted blood, and the Storm Terror incident could be resolved before you even reach the city! You hope so, anyway.

“Let’s keep going, then. The city is just up ahead, right?” You nod, and the two of you begin to make your way down when all of a sudden…

"May the Anemo God protect you, stranger!" You whip your head around—it's Amber! "I am Amber, Outrider for the Knights of Favonius. You don't look like citizens of Mondstadt. Explain yourselves!" Oh, right, she was super suspicious of Paimon and the Traveler when they first met, wasn't she?

“Isn’t that like, super rude? You can’t just walk up to someone minding their own business and ask them to explain themselves. And for what? Because they look like strangers? Xenophobia alert, anyone?” You say, but only in your head. “We-we’re not looking for trouble,” you say, out loud.

"That's what all the troublemakers say." You’re pretty sure everything she’s said thus far has come directly from the game, an unnerving thought that you don’t have time to dwell on because Aether steps in front of you, an uncharacteristically fierce expression on his face.

"That's a rather rude way to speak to guests," he says.

"Oh, ah…You’re right, I'm sorry. That’s probably not something I should say as a knight. I give you apologies, uh…strange yet…respectable travelers."

"That sounded so fake!"

"Do you have something against the type of language usage prescribed by the Knights of Favonius Handbook?!"

"And what if I do?"

"Woah woah woah, hey now, let's not fight… You said your name was Amber, right? Well, I'm [Name], and this is Aether. We all know each other now, so let's just get along, okay? Here, why don’t we shake on it?" You hold their hands together, desperately trying to dispel the tension between the two. Aether’s face seems to soften at your interjection, and he hesitantly takes Amber’s hand in his. Amber glances at it, then at you, before finally reciprocating.

The handshake is brief and unfriendly, but at least they’re not glaring at each other anymore.

"[Name] and Aether, hmm?" Oh, finally, she said something other than what was written for her in the script. You have to say, though, it's weird hearing your name spoken by a member of the cast. Hell, it's weird to hear Aether's name spoken by a member of the cast. "Alright, how about this: I’ll escort you to Mondstadt City right after I wrap some things up here.”

“Wrap things up? Is there anything we can help with?” Why did you say that? Because you’re in a video game, and you’re looking for sidequests? Seriously? She’s gonna think you’re some kind of weirdo who likes offering free labor and–

“Well, I don’t know about that. It’s not really something civilians should be doing.” Your face burns with embarrassment. “But, thanks for the offer,” she says. Then, she smiles up at you and you’re momentarily stunned. You’ve seen Amber in the game and webcomics, but seeing her in real life is something else. She’s beautiful, you realize. Then, realizing that you had been staring, you glance away.

“Oh! Uh, no problem! Just, um, let us know if that changes or, um, something. Yeah.” Way to go, you. Somehow, you always find a way to make things awkward. Amber, the saint that she is, pays no mind to your fumbled sentence and merely nods.

“I just need to take care of a Hilichurl camp, it shouldn’t take long.”

“Hilichurl camp?” Aether tilts his head.

“Yeah, they’ve been more active than usual lately. It’s a good thing you ran into me, it’d be bad if the Hilichurls got to you first.”

“I can take care of myself.”

“Oho, I like your confidence. Let’s see if you can keep it up when you meet these guys, then.”

“You’re on.” There’s a fierce look of competitiveness in their eyes; you feel like you should stay out of this.

As the three of you travel to the camp, Amber begins to make small talk.

“So, suspicious travelers, what are you doing here in Mondstadt?”

“I’m looking for my sister.” You nod, as if to say Yes, and I’m also looking for his sister.

“Oh, looking for family, huh? Okay, after we wrap this up, I’ll help you put up wanted posters around the city!” Just as she said that, the camp came into view. “Okay, here we are. You two can wait while I take care of this.”

“I’ll help. I’m pretty good with a sword,” Aether says, not wasting a single second before jumping into action. Amber does the same, and the two immediately split off to defeat as many Hilichurls as they can. You’re glad you got Aether to practice using Anemo in advance, as he seems to be relying on it in battle.

That’s…odd, isn’t it? Sure, in the game, the player relies on Anemo too, but that’s just how the gameplay works. Isn’t it stranger for the real Traveler to be relying on something so unfamiliar to him? You don’t have any time to dwell on these thoughts, however, because the two of them have just finished wrapping up. The Traveler won, of course, but it was a close match.

“Wow, you’re pretty good!” Says Amber. “Color me impressed. I didn’t know you had a vision.”

“A vision?” Aether asks.

“Oh! Um, a vision is a sort of gem that allows people to harness and wield elemental powers, it’s not super common, so you have to be pretty extraordinary to receive one. Like, um, look! Here, Amber has a vision. The symbol and color indicate that it’s a Pyro vision, that is, a vision that grants the user Pyro abilities, and the golden encasing wrapped around it indicates that she’s from Mondstadt.” You explain hurriedly. Being a guide requires a lot of talking, you realize.

“Wait, you don’t know what a vision is? Just where are you from? Actually, no, forget that. Here, I want you to have this.”

“What is it?”

“It’s a wind glider! Considering you don’t even know what a vision is, I take it you’ve never seen one of these before?” Aether nods, and Amber begins to explain to him how it works. “Oh, [Name], should I get one of these for you too?”

“Huh? Oh, ah, I’m okay. I’ll just leave the adventuring to him.” Actually, you might not even need one. The original Paimon was capable of flying. Does that mean that you’re also able to do that…? You make a mental note to test that later. For now, though, you’ll just focus on the people ahead of you. “Hey, Aether, why don’t you go try it out somewhere?”

“Are you sure you don’t want to?”

“I’m sure. Actually, I’m a little afraid of heights,”

“Can’t be helped then,” Amber says, putting her hands on her hips, then turns to the Traveler. “Here, I’ll show you the ropes. Follow along if you can.” You smile as the two of them take off. Although their relationship started out rockier than the original, you were pleased to see everything else fall into its proper place.

Speaking of things falling into their proper place, it seems that the next major event has taken place.

Stormterror has arrived in Mondstadt city.

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putterpen · 18 days

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@vespasoulchanger

Yeeeeah. The other picture. I saw two bears across two entirely different game franchises and went "Lol wouldn't it be funny if they were related?" to nobody but myself. I'm sure Bobby and Freddy are offended by my specism. Then I started to take the silly idea kinda seriously? Then over thought it. I did base Bobby's pizza uniform on the FNAF movie costume.

So yeah Freddy Fazbear is Bobby's dad in my AU. Freddy Bonafazio is his real name. People usually shorten their last name to 'Fazio which eventually turned into Fazbear. Its a local thing.

I'm being bad and only focusing on one parent (Like Scott Cawthon) Fred is the owner of a humble pizzeria on the island known as Teddy Paw Cay. A successful partnership with Play Co. allowed him to sell their their toys as prizes. He comes from a long line of roboticists and designed his own mascots and animatronics, some of which are even produced at Play Co.

Bobby loves her dad and she means the world to him. Freddy has dedicated his life to the entertainment and happiness of children as Bobby's love for him and her friends gives him seemingly endless inspiration. But one strange day the magical toy factory in the valley was closed down and abandoned, seemingly overnight.

Without the toy factory, Freddy struck out to find a new business partner on the mainland. A very laid back raccoon-dog type lad with a hand in many businesses. He's kind of mysterious yet friendly! Although Bobby realizes later on that her father began to change in some ways after their partnership began.

Unfortunately this partnership meant Bobby had to move away from the island. Alone and without friends, she was immediately smitten with one of Nook's nephews though her feelings were not reciprocated. He eventually warms up to her and her strong cuddly warm bear hugs even if he doesn't want to show it out right.

Note: Tim's comment is from their first meeting and Bobby's first time on the mainland. An attempt to streamline the "canon" Smiling Critters with my AU where everyone wears clothes. So one day in every little critter's life, they wake up and realize: "Hey clothes are cool. I wanna try some on!" Before then, little critters usually scurry around wild and fancy free, even running around on all fours sometimes, basically showing more animal like behavior, in very cute ways. As they grow up they start acting more like "people" and there are shops dedicated to little critters trying on an array of outfits. Discovering themselves and their tastes. Tim thinks he is "all that" and wouldn't be caught dead with no clothes, Bobby just hasn't gotten around to that yet.

Also experimenting with a possible eye style with Bobby.

#can you tell who my favorite smiling critter is yet??#fnaf #freddy fazbear #bobby bearhug #tom nook #timmy nook #smiling critters #smiling critters au #poppy playtime 3 #poppy playtime au #myart #putterpenart #none of this is set in stone.#it sucks that tumblr won't let you edit reblogs #unlike pillowfort #pillowfort is cool #animal crossing #expect changes #five nights at freddy's

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lassieposting · 3 months

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So like, Poppy Playtime is one of those things that I enjoy watching whenever a new section drops, but don't usually get particularly invested in, but if there's one thing guaranteed to give me brainrot, it's a codependent friendship between a deeply damaged, morally questionable killer and a lonely, mixed-up kid who idolises him. So naturally Chapter 3 has me in my feelings about the Prototype and Theodore Grambell.

And that got me thinking in general, which gave me a theory.

The Prototype - or, at least, whoever became the Prototype - had a military background.

If you think about it, the Prototype's skillset - while horrifying in an escaped monster on the rampage - would be an asset in a soldier, and more than once we see him use abilities that would probably be best explained by military training.

We know he's tech-savvy, mechanically skilled and good at improvising under pressure and time limits: he strips down an alarm clock in his cell - which he'd have to do quickly, because he's under constant surveillance - and makes a laser pointer from its parts to disable the cameras. These seem like skills that would benefit a soldier, who would be familiar with stripping his equipment - his gun, for example - down to parts to clean and reassemble them, and who might need to know how to fix a vehicle or a radio or use improvised parts in an escape from hostile territory.

Based on the fact that he's appeared unexpectedly multiple times now to claim the bodies of dead and dying mascots at exactly the right time, it's likely that he's been tracking the Player - silently and without being seen - since they entered the facility. He's doing recon, watching to see what the Player does, what their goals are, whether he needs to worry about them, and whether or how he can use them to his own benefit.

He can stay silent under torture. The tapes confirm that Sawyer continued experimenting on him even post-transformation, and the Prototype's description of these sessions makes it clear that there is nothing ethical or humane about them: "You stick us...beat us...tear at flesh." But Sawyer himself confirms that - other than snarking at him on that one tape we see - the Prototype has been silent, stubborn and uncooperative throughout. Soldiers can undergo Resistance to Interrogation training to teach them to cope with torture tactics; the only thing they're allowed to reveal is their name, rank and ID number. If the Prototype has already had this kind of training, it would make a lot more sense why he's able to keep silent when most people, adult or no, would be desperately cooperating and begging for mercy.

He's fiercely intelligent, excels at manipulating situations to his advantage, and is shown in Project Playtime to be capable of marshalling and directing the other fight-capable mascots. He's also a creative, ruthless tactician who seems to favour surprise attacks - the Hour of Joy works because it takes the entire facility unawares. The escape attempt where he hides from the camera relies on the security specialists panicking at his having vanished in a matter of seconds and rushing to do damage control, forgetting the camera has a blind spot. This thing is a strategist, and he's good at it.

Now, from what I've seen, it seems to be a popular theory that the Prototype was created from Elliot Ludwig. I'm not sure whether I really buy into that, but if it were true, it would actually work well with this little theory of mine.

We know that Ludwig was a young adult - probably in his 20s and 30s - in the 1930s and 1940s. He's old enough to have gotten married and to get divorced, and to have started his own company.

And where were all the 20- and 30-something men of America during the 1930s and 40s?

Conscripted. Fighting World War II.

So if he was created from Ludwig, or from any adult in Ludwig's age bracket, it is very likely that this is not the Prototype's first ugly war. Playtime Co are not the first monsters he's ever seen doing horrific human experimentation on captives and trying to cover it up. He'd have seen it all before, and he'd know there would be no stopping any of it without collateral damage. So when he gets his opportunity - the Hour of Joy - he's ruthless about it. He wipes out every human in the Playtime factory. If he fought in one of the major wars of the 20th century - WWII, Vietnam, etc, depending on the age of whoever was used - that would also explain why he goes to that extreme. Plenty of guilty, awful people escaped justice after those major conflicts, and he doesn't want that for the Playtime scientists. He'd rather massacre every employee, whether or not they knew about the experiments, than risk one who deserves death getting away.

idk I just think that whole idea makes his behaviour and motivations make a lot more sense

#poppy playtime #vidya gaems #the prototype #experiment 1006 #poppy playtime meta #poppy playtime headcanons

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licollisa · 1 year

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i’d love to hear your take on sans’ personality!

i was going through your whole blog (as you do) and saw ur post on how sans tends to be mischaracterized, but fanon takes are also very normal and generally just fine, and i agree - i feel like some amount of personal spin from the author is always expected (and keeps things fresh and fun to a degree), but i also feel as if sans is a somewhat tough character to actually pin down when you’re writing him, so i’ve similarly had to drop some fic when they stray too widely from my non-negotiable sans traits lol. (like Being Calm and unruffled. bc while some of that is depression, a large part of it is Just The Way He’s Built lmao.)

Oh for sure, I also have my own set of Sans mischaracterization pet peeves in fics (though I'd often look the other way if the fic is well-written because beggars can't be choosers, no writer owes anyone a perfect Sans voice, fanfics are for fun, etc etc. Hell one of my favorite fics of all time portrayed Sans as an asshole and I'm not complaining because good god the writing is just THAT delicious and I still can't believe I'm reading it for free).

E.g Sans calling another adult (often times the MC) with 'kid'. Or like I've mentioned on another post, if he's quick to anger or aggressive enough to attack at the slightest provocation. Sometimes it's not a case of mischaracterization at all, just something I personally can't read without feeling like a wet kitten (the next time I read an overused skeleton related pun I will escape my own and DIE).

I often theorize why this is a Thing. I yearned to understand why I'm subjected to read yet another skele-ton, tibia, humerus, funny bone pun. Maybe since Undertale was popular with a big ass fanbase, and Sans is like our mascot, so when you combine this with a majority of the fandom being in the younger side -- youths full of time and creativity and energy though lacked the writing experience -- what's left of our poor skeleton is a pile of flanderized bones. Which is often the case when you're young and you just started writing because damn that blue skeleton is too romance able to deny (want write... But HOW write???).

You thought of some of his traits you often see (ketchup, touch Papyrus and die, blue glowing eye, epic bones & blaster attacks, puns, depression, have I mentioned the touch Papyrus and die? Puns again, threats, the bad time catchphrase, so on so forth) and you use these as a guiding bible to writing Sans the Skeleton. Boom, Sans x Reader 200k enemies to lovers.

,,,Bottom line is, I'm kind of sure the tendency to mischaracter him stems from Undertale's popularity and the younger part of the fandom. That, or after all these years, people had simply grown to love and accept Fanon Sans in all his slightly unlikeable behavior glory (heartwarming). So the inaccurate potrayal is now, like, on purpose -- on top of fanon him being easier to pin down because the canon guy are too tricky to pin down, like you said.

From what I've seen though, the canon Sans starts to get the love he deserves again! All is good. Now I can read a Sans x Reader 200k enemies to lovers, but with the actual dude this time. Awesome.

Ight, that said. I legit also think people should write him in the way that makes them the happiest. Sans is fictional but your happiness isn't. Even if your Sans will finally be the one to prompt me to escape my own skeleton. Or your Sans is RABID and deserves JAILTIME and GROWLS and BARA. Go wild, be free, and more importantly, have fun! <3

#lecturer: go write 1k about this particular topic #me: this is IMMORAL and INHUMANE #anon: hayy whats ur take abt sans #me: omg bestie you shouldn't have. marry me #er er er okay im done word vomiting now #ask #undertale #sans

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the-trans-folk-witch · 2 months

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The Green Devil of the Ozarks: The little green fairy of... moonshine?

It was 2005. I was with my grandfather in an old shop similar to "dick's 5 and 10" outside of Branson, Missouri. This is where The Green Devil caught my eye.

My grandfather frequented little old fashioned stores like this. He loved collecting all kinds of gadgets. Old movie posters, salt water taffy, and soda parlor paraphenalia. It was heaven on earth to him in this little corner of the world that was stuck in an older Ozark time. His house wasn't too dissimilar to a crackerbarrel gift shop. All kinds of wooden toys and dolls. He loved his little knickknacks. But on that day he found it. A copy of an old French absynthe poster with "the little green fairy" smirking at the viewer. He had to have it. It was being sold for $8! frame included! If only the seller knew the true value of it. Or how it's mere existence was breaking so many copyright laws.

Maurin Quina, as it's named, is a French apéritif advertisement painted by Leonetto Cappiello in 1906. The drink was made illegal soon after its creation. But this poster is now being reused today. It was not well known in the US at all back then. Not even in the 2000's. but my grandfather being a moonshiner, absynthe fan, and art history drop out, knew all about it.

My grandfather was not as religious as the rest of my family. But he sure prayed to God when he was trying to avoid the law. He was selling homemade moonshine without any sort of license or proper knowledge of sanitary practices. It was an arte form he learned from his father that I never had the pleasure of learning.

He decided to hang this new poster up in his storm cellar where he kept his aging bottles of various liquors. Over time it developed A life of its own. My grandfather would kiss his hand and place it on the poster of the little green fairy after every jar was sealed or sales were made. I Don't think he saw this as devil worship so much as just a simple good luck ritual. Not too disimilar to his high school basketball team kissing the image of their mascot before a game. He always practiced these superstitions even though he didn't seem to really believe in them.

Fast forward to today. I'm an Ozark trad witch. So of course I now work with this image as if it is the devil himself. He is a devil that rules spring and summer. Drunkenness, poison, lunacy, fairies, and nature. He is associated with law breaking, alcohol, healing, harming, and fertility. With Easter coming up He is on my mind heavily. A time I feed him red dyed eggs symbolizing the blood of christ and the blood of good Christians. I feed him this with intentions of causing those which share the eucharist to lust. Poisoning the church so to speak. I attend mass in spirit form and dip my blessed turkey wish bone down in the communion wine. The turkey is symbolic of love in the Ozarks. And the wishbone is horned like the stang, and my devil. Midnight mass on Easter is filled with drunkenness and sex. Those consuming this spiritually poisoned wine are consumed with lust for others in the church. An orgy ensues in the great house of God. Only for all members to awaken Easter morning with no memory of the incestuous rituals performed with their brothers and sisters in christ. To do such things in the house of God and not confess them (due to not remembering) is damanble. This is my goal as a witch. To bring the witches Sabbath to the church and to pervert the souls of good men.

By turkey wand and lustful stang I complete my work in the devils name.

A call to the Green Devil:

"Envy is his name. Drunkeness and poisoning are his arte. He is Lord of the little people and plants alike; come little green fairy and bring your lust and your lunacy. Green devil rise from the roots below like a serpent. Green devil come down from the tree tops like a booger in the night who takes its flight. Join me in this witching hour oh beast of the green and hear my call to the wild. By my witches flame may it be so."

Look out for a post on the black and red devils later this year. Our horned one changes with the seasons

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kazuyummy · 9 months

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☕︎ DAIYA NO ACE & READER : CAFÉ DATE EDITION !

"i'll take you to my favourite café!" he suggests - so where will he end up taking you and what will you be doing?

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modern café ✣ people watching

"no, he's definitely the type to join a crypto pyramid scheme." you drawl, the man beside you snickering at your comment. "like, the kind to have 'sigma grindset' in his bio unironically, right?" the two of your burst into laughter, and you continue, "it was the vest for me, i think. nobody else wears those kinds in the summer except for matching old couples." the waitress passes by your table at the window, placing down your drinks and pastries as you give her a sweet thanks. the chocolate is practically melting off your fresh croissant, making you drool. "here, try my drink. it's a taro latté." your date pushes the purple concoction toward you, which you gladly take. "y'know, it's really easy talking to you. interesting, too." you muse, watching for his reaction. it's a small nod and a breathy laugh - he's shyer about compliments than you expected - but the crinkle in his eyes shows he must appreciate it. hours pass in the blink of an eye, talking about anything and everything so effortlessly - so much that by the time it's over, you're both already planning your second date.

these observant, analytical baseball players will enjoy an unusual but easy-going date where they get to find out more about you.

➤ miyuki kazuya, watanabe hisashi, kominato ryosuke, takigawa chris yu

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themed café ✣ taking cute pictures

"did you see this latté art? it's so good!" you stare in awe at the details of your favourite cartoon character painted onto the drink in front of you. your date's parfait looks quite tasty too, and he feeds you some of it off his spoon. he even treats you to some merch from the shop, including matching plushies and a keychain, absolutely spoiling you before signalling the mascot over and an employee to take a picture of you. after some cute (and some silly) shots, he thanks the staff and fiddles with his phone. "there!" he beams proudly, setting one of the pictures as his new lock screen. "aw, you're almost as adorable as our big, plushy friend in the middle there!" you give him a quick kiss on the cheek, to wish he blushes - now that's something you'd want to get on camera.

for these adorable, sometimes-hyperactive guys, a themed café is the perfect place to spark conversation, eat yummy food, and enjoy an upbeat atmosphere.

➤ narumiya mei, todoroki raichi, umemiya seiichi, sawamura eijun

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french café ✣ pastry tasting

"i'm not sure about asparagus macarons, but the lemon chiffon ones do sound tasty..." you tilt your head at the menu as the boy across from you watches intently at your every gesture. the way your cheek squishes on your hand when you lean on it, the upturn of your eyebrow, the small pout of indecision that makes its way to your face... "cute..." he muses, only aware that he's accidentally said that out loud after you a giggle escapes you. he turns as red as the strawberries on the fraisier sitting in front of you, murmuring out an apology. "nothing to apologize for. that's really sweet of you," you wink, bringing a finger to flick his nose at the pun. though he's still a bit embarrassed, you've loosened him up enough to get a small smile out of him. "now, how about these pistachio and orange éclairs?" "order whatever you want..." he hums contentedly, "it's my treat, after all."

a simple date but with a fun twist for some of the more classic, romantic men in the bunch that love to spoil you.

➤ isashiki jun, shirakawa katsuyuki, furuya satoru, yuki tetsuya

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beach café ✣ brunch & drinks

"so - mimosas or sangria this morning?" you ask - the menu features a selection of typical drinks but infused with fruits you've never heard of, their entrées similar. "what about, like, when they put alcohol in coffee? kind of need my caffeine this morning..." he ponders. not a bad idea, but with the fresh sea breeze flooding your senses, you feel the need to opt for something tropical. when you've finally made your decisions and later receive platters abundant with colour and tantalizing smells, you inquire, "so? what are these plans you've got for us the rest of the day that you're so excited to tell me about?" "i was thinking of checking the boardwalk out. there's an area for dogs along the path that we can see, and maybe check out the little market at the end. if you want to, of course." you agree eagerly, noting the sparkle in his eyes as he describes your day to come - and with him and his handsome smile by your side, you know it's sure to be a fun one.

something a bit more unique and adventurous for this fun-loving group - driving out to a beach for good eats and going for a nice boardwalk stroll and splashing in the water afterwards.

➤ sanada shunpei, kamiya carlos toshiki, amahisa kosei, kuramochi yoichi

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off-the-wall café ✣ study date

someone walking down a car-free cobblestone road covered by the shade of blooming trees might see you and your date sipping italian sodas if they looked through the window of a hidden, cozy café with ivy on its walls. books, paper, and your laptop are spread out in front of you - but something catches your eye instead as you chew on the end of your pen. "y'know, those board games over there are tempting me." your date shoots you a shy smile, "i was thinking that too. nothing wrong with a small break, right?" a "small break" turns into an afternoon of both competition and cooperation in the array of games you play, getting lost in each others' company. his face goes red after an accidental brush of your hand during a particularly intense game of connect four - how adorable. by the time the sun is setting, you've both accepted that no more work is getting done today. after all, who'd want to study instead of having fun with the amazing guy in front of you?

a thoughtful and quaint date for the more quiet and reserved boys of daiya - a low-pressure date where you can still have fun and get to know each other.

➤ kominato haruichi, hideaki tojo, kawakami norifumi, okumura koshu

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let me know if i missed anyone you want to see next time! love doing these mini-moodboard kind of drabbles. doing multiple characters is something i've seen as well and wanted to experiment with!

images from unsplash or pokemon cafe tokyo official website, dividers by ribboniel and cafekitsune

#⚾️-dna #💭-ani-mini #moodboard #cafe au #cafe aesthetic #diamond no ace #daiya x reader #diamond no ace x reader

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arcplaysgames · 1 year

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Actually, no. lemme recap now because I bet once I meet the Big Bad and beat them it'll be like 2 hours of cutscenes and dialogue.

Where did I leave off-- REALLY? THAT LONG AGO? FUCK ME.

Okay SOMEONE remind me LATER to sum up Empress, because I completed it. Note to self, it's around 12/2 in your screencaps.

So Shido wins the elections because it turns out that no one saw the Thieves' big calling card for him, and those who did didn't remember it. There is obviously Some Shit going on with people's mass apathy syndrome.

Because Persona only has one theme and it's "people will be too lazy to pay attention to the truth, fucking sheeple," I guess.

/clucks tongue. I'm not really impressed by this turn of the story, I'm kinda Over the slow increase in apathy that winds up being the undoing of the world until we beat up a god and save everyone. This is the third time, I would have shaken shit up by having the Hidden Big Bad send the Thieves a calling card, demanding they come protect their Treasure, and then you meet the Big Bad and just gimme a villain with a motive, goddamn. It's a supernatural story, the sky's the limit!

I shouldn't kvetch too much yet. Anyway, Shido admits to his crimes, but the populace doesn't seem to care and still supports him.

Shido's lackeys basically go "okay Shido had a major meltdown buuuuuut we can still carry his agenda forward bc if we don't, we're all going down with the ship here."

Excellent question. In P4G I had a pretty strong idea what was doing that and here I do not, can y'all drop some hints?

Morgana points out that the general public has a Palace and has a Treasure. It's Mementos. So if the crew wants to force a mass shift in the world's perception, they can do that. But like all other Palaces, when the Treasure is taken, Mementos will collapse, to be replaced with new, corrected cognition.

In the process, the crew will lose their powers. Oh and Morgana is gonna die.

The game hasn't said that part yet but if they didn't kill Ryuji, they're gonna kill Morgana, fucking bet.

I love you, Morgana Notacat.

This was actually where I got my idea of what Morgana is. Morgana's upgraded Persona is Mercurius/Hermes. Yanno, the god of messages, of thieves, of swiftness, and well-known classic psychopomp.

Morgana keeps remembering himself being born in Mementos. He's without a doubt some manifestation of humanity's rebellion against systems, the literally cognitive patron saint of Phantom Thieves. He's a mascot in the most literal sense, an emblem of good luck for the Thieves' work.

Even the fact he's a cat kind of fits in nicely. Cats are free spirits who opt-into being it other people. They are creatures of choice.

I'm gonna be big sad when Morgana fucking dies lemme tell you. I'm pretty sure he's, like, sustained by Mementos and the plan is to collapse it? Yeah, Morgana is fucked.

Goddamn HERMES, that's so cool. Morgana, our psychopomp into the bowels of the collective unconsciousness.

GODDAMIT NOTIGOR WHAT DO YOU WANT, IT IS CHRISTMAS FUCKING EVE, YOU BETTER GIMME PRESENTS.

I know that you know that we all know that this isn't Igor but sometimes it fucking floors me how much he isn't Igor, jesus fucking christ. Who tf is this guy. I hope he's the Big Bad somehow bc there ain't anyone else at this point.

Please don't pull another It Was The Gas Station Attendant, Persona, I'm fucking on my knees begging you.

lmao i love the game poking the player to ensure they noticed Morgana is acting odd

Deep in Mementos is... this..... uh..... thing. A bunch of otherworldly veins flowing down into the core.

/looks nervously around

so uh. is it a hot take to say that, uh, the last segment of this game here, the Mementos Depths, is the ugliest place in the game? Just wondering because wow working through this place, I was struck by how completely aesthetically unappealing all of this is. It should be mysterious and eerie but mostly I am finding it.... blurgh. I thought Kaneshiro's Palace was pretty unappealing too, but this is bad enough I feel the need to remark on it.

/gestures at screen. What is all this????? oh god it reminds me of the Collector Base in Mass Effect 2. Except that game came out in 2010 for the previous generation console. /winces

Anyway.

The Depths of Mementos is a prison of complacency.

All of the Shadows the Thieves defeated are in the prison cells. They are relieved to be there, where they don't have to think. Everything is taken care of for them.

Man, remember back in Persona 3 when it turned out that defeating all the Full Moon shadows was actually the thing that doomed the world? Wouldn't it be hilarious is the Thieves fucked all this up the whole time? l m a o.

I honestly don't know if that's what's happening here yet, I haven't reached, like, the Explanation, but it does feel a bit like alllllllll the way back at the start of the liveblog when I was contending with the ethics of the entire idea of stealing someone's heart and what it does. The game went out of its way to justify doing it with Shido's attempted suicide, but the bridge to far for me (and thankfully for Ann too) was killing these people.

But now what happens seems to be akin to ego death instead, and.... I dunno, man, is that much different than murder?

SIGHS LOUDLY

okay is that true or is this another fucking situation where Izanami is like "WELL REALLY when you THINK ABOUT IT all I'm doing is giving humanity what they really want soooooooooo it makes you think huh, doesn't it make you think"

MAYBE THE GAME WILL PROVE ME WRONG, I DUNNO YET.

oh my god. oh my god.

IGOR!!!!!!!! IGOR IS IN THERE!!!!

LEMME IN!!!!!! LEMME IIIIIIIIN I NEED TO SEE HIMMMMM I NEED TO TALK TO HIM I MISS HIM sobs

yeah no, bet, it's igor's cell. which means Notigor locked him up? maybe Notigor is the final boss, that'd be great, it'd slot in perfectly with this place being a prison and Reverie having been stuck in the shitty Velvet Prison this whole time.

please igor help me, i'm so tired of the edgelord execution shit.

PSYCHOPOMP MORGANA!!!!!!!!!!

me pressing my face against the bars whispering I'll be back for you igor i love you

lol what if it isn't even igor in there can you imagine

#p5 #persona liveblog

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frostbite-yinny · 10 months

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alright, finally got off of my shift! thanks for reaching out to me about the pokémon adoption, i’ve had some time to think over what i want.

i think I’m looking for a cute, first-stage ice type pokémon of any gender. preferably a pokémon that’s fairly low maintenance? or at least one that’s not too difficult for a college student to take care of.

- ray @coldstoragekid

Little disclaimer, anyone else is free to adopt these Pokemon mentioned here!

Hello again! Thank you very much for deciding to adopt ^^ So, you are looking for a cute ice type suitable for being a pet, first-stage, and generally more first-time friendly? I picked out three candidates that could suit you! And I will add a few other pokemon and eggs at the end, just in case ^^

Blizzaga the Vanillite: This little boy here used to be a mascot for a family-owned ice cream shop and was abandoned after they went for a brand change and needed to change their mascot as well. We had some problems with him having abandonment issues at the start but he came over them pretty easily! Thanks to his time as a mascot, he spent a good time around children and entertaining people so he is extremely friendly and perfect to be a pet. You can easily get him used to different nicknames too! Thanks to his smaller size, he would be easier for you to bring around.

Snowbean the Snom: She has been abandoned here by a trainer who caught her in the wild, and realized she was... okey there is no kind way to say this; she is very cowardly and on the lazier side. This poor girl doesn't even have one fighter bone in her body BUT she is extremely friendly to humans (emphasis on humans) and loves to be showered with attention! Since she is on the lazier side, she is not very playful and would prefer to nap on your lap for hours rather than chase a ball. Would be a great pet! Just don't get your hopes up on teaching her any tricks.

Nameless Alolan Vulpix: This girl here doesn't have a name as its previous owner never gave her one, so it would be rather easy for you to get her used to a new nickname. She was a marriage anniversary gift from a woman to her wife and was spoiled to the core, sadly, they had to leave her behind after their work demanded them to move to another region unsuitable for the vulpix. Like I said, she is spoiled to the core and definitely needs to be brushed and pampered daily, which can be a challenge for some people. But she is such a sweetheart and is just generally perfect pet material, I'm sure you two can get on great!

Now a few more Pokemon: a snorunt, two frigibax, dancer the smoochum, SLASHER the cubchoo, and Edgy the Sneasel

Lasty, a few eggs: alolan sandshrew egg, 3 swinub eggs, a bergmite egg, 7 fucking snom eggs (yea I hate shiny breeders so much) and one snorunt egg

A little tip as you are adopting an ice type: Buying a mini fridge, making it lay on its side, and letting the Pokemon use it as their bed could really help! And much easier than cranking down the heat to make them comfortable ^^

#pokemon irl #irl pokemon #irl pkmn #pokémon irl #pokemon #real pokemon #pokemon in real life #pokeblogging #pkmn irl

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itzmangoyumego · 8 months

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"Look at this cup." Kokichi Ouma points to the small cup of water in front of him. "And tell me what you see." He orders, like a teacher or a guard or a- Ultimate Supreme Leader of evil that he is. Give or take.

The Ultimate Detective sitting across the table blinks owlishly, begrudgingly he observes the cup of water for a while before concluding. "Its a cup of water, diluted with ice, half full, what about it?"

"Ah hah! So you think this cup contains water, is that so?" Kokichi muses, taking in the sight of Saihara's confusion. He makes beautiful faces especially when he's perplexed, and thinking.

"...Yes?" Saihara replies, hesitantly. Kokichi grins, "Well, I for one think the glass is half empty! Even then, what makes you think what's in it is water?"

Saihara has his face scrunched up in a less than subtle way, probably trying to wrap his mind around what Kokichi just said. Whatever he just said by the way, were just bullshit. Kokichi just likes teasing people that's all, mind games are his love language... right?

"Whatever it is, you can't just look at it at face value and decide it's the most obvious thing you can think of." Either way the circus continues. "What if it's actually soda? The transparent kind. Or tea? The transparent kind again. Maybe coffee? Hell, what if there wasn't anything in it to begin with?"

Shuichi Saihara was silent for a while, silently thinking up a rebuttal or his brain just shutted down from all that spiel?

"There can't not be anything in it, you said it yourself, half empty but not entirely." The former it is. Oh Saihara-chan is so bright, he could just kiss- Kill him. Kokichi Ouma will probably burn to crisp if he ever even dares get close to the Ultimate Detectives face.

"Ah, caught red handed! As expected of Saihara-chan! But what about the transparent drinks? I'm still technically right, aren't I?"

"There's no such thing as transparent coffee."

"Clearly you haven't broadened your horizon enough, ever heard of a coffee filter?"

"Trust me, if the filters worked my coffee addiction would've been much worse." Saihara sighs.

"Right, right. 'Cuz you could've hid it from your uncle then." To which Saihara nodded solemnly. "To be fair, my uncle was the one who got me into it."

"Still, I can't so easily trust you. Who knows you could be lying to me too!" Kokichi points in feigh accusations, earning another sigh from the detective. The conversation was straying he had to direct it back somehow.

He begins, "it's just odd how sure you are that this... liquid is water y'know, what do you know? Speaking of odd, Don't you think it's just odd to have a bear as a headmaster?"

"Almost like they are trying to have him as a mascot or something. I mean yeah, the way he does things practically confirms it. Isn't it odd that we have a bear for a mascot? I mean why bears? They aren't even that cute. Is Monokuma even a bear? Or a panda?"

"Uhm..."

"Also what happens to the two people who wins the game in the end, do they just get let goed? Or are they dropped into another killing game? If it's the former, where do you think they go? Where do you think Shingujii-chan will go? After he's executed for being the murderer, you know?"

Kokichi Ouma is spiralling, he knows. He's telling too much, he knows. This goes against his plan of only dropping vague hints and clues to work around the hidden spies somewhere around here. But at this point in time, where he is lying down on the floor with a concussion after almost bleeding to death. Talking to a Shuichi Saihara he somehow conjured up in his blackout dreams.

Between talking to a fake Saihara and realising it means he's been flirting and bantering with himself, he just didn't have more fucks to give. Even if he'll regret all this later on, very much. Or not, it's all in his head anyway. His mind playing with him once again.

He just wasn't sure where does the Kokichi Ouma starts and the bullshit spell Monokuma and the mastermind had him on ends anymore.

"You know what, maybe the cup isn't even real, maybe there was never a cup of water here to begin with!" He's sick and tired of it.

"You came here with it, I saw you take a sip, Ouma-kun." Saihara states, matter of factly.

Ever the stickler to evidence, mister detective. With every truth in the world Saihara wouldn't believe it unless theres evidence to prove it.

Even so, "Of course! But you never saw when or how I brought it here, didn't you?" Kokichi teases, he can't remember the whys and hows of this pointless conversation, utterly pointless, he'd do anything to keep it going. "Bet you don't even know that I willed it into existence with my mind or how I had Momota-chan fetch it for me whilst walking on hands." This must be his weakest lie yet, Momota can probably vomit out all that blood he tries to swallow back in before he can do the 180 flip with his legs as his head. Maybe for all that astronauts training he claims he's done, maybe it might really be possible. To walk on hands.

What is he even thinking now? Definitely not about the stupid cup of water anymore.

"Maybe." Is all the ultimate detective says.

"Maybe not, I could be lying or I could be telling the truth, or truthing! Oh. Isn't it so funny how lying is a word and yet truthing isn't? Why, is there a rule for how we can word our words? Well what if everything was a fabrication and everyone was just lying to us. What IF truthing was the real word and lying is a fa-"

"The truth and the lies, it all stance until proven false"

Kokichi pauses, then smiles grimly, "Nishishi, so you see."

#i wish kokichi ouma can just explode rn and die and get out of my mind

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itskatieloves143 · 2 years

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The Little Human ❤️️💜

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The Obey Me crew accidentally brought a human child to the devildom instead of the exchange student

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~Part 3

~Obey Me Twins (seperately)

~GN3Y/O!Reader (pronouns they/you)

~Platonic

~Fluff with the OBM boys trying their best to take care of a little human

~(mild cursing)

~Not proofread

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A/N: Heyy! I managed to get this out on time so yay me~ I'm horrible at writing for the side characters so rip me in the next part (looking forward to Luke though)

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Beelzebub❤️️

–Was raiding the fridge like always when he noticed the little kid staring at him

–”What is this tiny human doing here are they scared of me oh no”

–Instantly reassured when you shyly asked him if you could have some of the pudding he was eating

–He thought it was so cute that you would just come right up to him without being scared

–Parted with a pudding cup for you

–Thought it was so cute how you tried (and failed) to use the spoon

–He helped you eventually

–When you were both done eating he picked you up and started off towards the common room to ask who you were

–Riding on this man’s shoulders as a three year old would be terrifying ngl

–He may as well be a skyscraper already, but being on his shoulders? Absolutely nerve wracking

–He’d never drop you though and he’d be very careful with you since humans are fragile, especially the smaller they are

–When he learned that you were the human exchange student he was actually shocked

–He always makes sure you never go hungry

–If you don’t like something on your plate please offer it to him he’ll be very grateful (Lucy might get mad though so make sure he doesn't see)

–Bear hugs

–You know that thing where you throw the baby up in the air and catch them? That's him with you.

–Is always very gentle with you and if he ever accidentally hurt you he’d be so upset

–Takes you to fangol games

–His friends from there love you

–You become the team mascot

–If anyone ever considered touching you he’d absolutely obliterate them

–Loves it when you make little drawings for him

–You remind him of Belphie when he has to help you get dressed

–Takes you to Hell's Kitchen constantly

–At first is kind of concerned at how a Kid’s meal is enough for you but his brothers reassure him that human children don’t need that much to eat

–Movie nights with TONS of popcorn

–He thinks it’s cute that you like his wings but you can’t really touch them because the oils in human skin can mess up fly wings so better safe than sorry

–Carries you around everywhere with him

–Is used to carrying people around and basically being a human demon pillow (thanks Belphie) so he doesn’t mind at all

–He thinks you’re the cutest thing in all 3 realms

–He’s so scared of hurting you because of how tiny you are

–Comparing hand sizes

–Likes holding your hand because of how small it is

–You tried to sleep in one of his old t-shirts once and it was absolutely massive

–You ended up just using it as a blanket instead

–Once you fell down the stairs of the HoL and he had a really hard time forgiving himself for letting you get hurt

–Eventually his brothers helped him get over it but he still thinks about it from time to time

–When you have to leave he’s really upset

–Wouldn’t hesitate to come running if you called for him

–He doesn’t eat for a solid week after you leave

–He’ll always make sure you have food on your plate and would never let you go hungry

–Adores you and considers you apart of the family<3

Belphegor💜

–Was napping on the couch as always and woke up to see a little human curled up next to him

–Confusion ensues

–Carries you around the house while hunting down one of his brothers to ask who the hell this kid was

–The way you yawn when you wake up makes him melt

–He almost started to like you before you started doing zoomies around the house

–”You little shit-”

–That night when you came to his room and climbed in bed with him was the moment he realized

–You’re his cuddle buddy forever now

–Can’t sleep unless you’re with him

–Uses you as a mini pillow

–Helps you sleep and always gives you nice dreams

–He’s the one to come to if you have a nightmare

–He thinks it’s adorable when you try to play with his tail but he never lets you because it feels weird

–His pillow becomes your pillow

–You and him both rely on Beel in the morning

–You have matching cow plushies

–Bought you a cow onesie when he was in town once

–You’re absolutely precious with your onesie and cow plushie

–He’s the only one who doesn’t carry you around incase he fell asleep standing up

–He doesn’t want to accidentally drop you

–When you’re awake he tries to stay up to watch you

–Doesn’t know what he’d do if you ended up getting hurt while he was asleep

–When he wakes up and you’re not there he gets so worried but he’d never tell anyone that

–When he finally finds you he scolds you for running off but he doesn’t really mean it

–He’ll hold your hand while you walk if you want

–Is actually really jealous of your onesie because it has the little feet on the bottom and it looks so soft

–Thinks it’s cute when you try to steal his jacket to sleep in but is also kind of annoyed because its fcking cold

–”You little bitch give it back”

–His brothers find you two passed out in RAD and around the HoL

–Lots of hugs and cuddles

–You tried pulling the hair in front of his eye back once but he stopped you

–You’re convinced he doesn’t have an eye back there and instead has a secret tiny demon behind his hair

–Another twin???

–He eventually showed you that there was actually just an eye behind there just to get you to shut up about it

–Unfortunately for him you had already started an entire club at RAD who spent their time making conspiracy theories about what’s behind his hair

-His brothers constantly joke about there being a 9th sibling behind Belphie's hair

-There's a framed RAD newspaper article about it in the twin's room

-It was photoshopped so well Belphie almost started believing it himself

–He’d gladly deck someone for looking at you the wrong way

–He loves his little ball of sunshine

-You're like a tiny Beel

–When you have to leave he’s really sad and has trouble sleeping for a while after

–After you leave you never have trouble sleeping again

–You will never have another nightmare either

–He likes to visit you in your dreams

–He never thought he’d love a human the way he loves you

#obey me #obey me shall we date #beelzebub obey me #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub om #om beelzebub #beel fluff #beelzebub fluff #belphegor obey me #obey me belphegor #om belphegor #belphegor om #belphegor fluff #belphie fluff

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meowizard · 1 year

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tel me abt any cryptid au thoughts you’ve got please

YYAAAAAAAAAAA TY okie so :3c

theres no real rules here its very as they come so far I've just been taking cookies and evolving them like pokemon. there's some monsters, some creepypasta type shit, some corruption arcs and some rewrites you get it. anyway tw use of tumblr formatting features(<- /joke)

Cotton

the og girlie it all started with her!! i spoke about my vampire au before somewhere but its not looking like that fic is coming out any time soon so here's a rundown:

when frost queen offers sherbet a second chance at life, cotton accepts it on his behalf.

and frost queen turns him into a vampire.

frost vampire

whatever

so he's not the same as he was, both physically (his frostbite doesn't go away because no bloodflow, so his hands and feet are black and his joints are busted and he can't talk well) and mentally (he's...undead he's like. not . ,. human. he's kind of a shell honestly)

he attacks cotton as she's carrying him home

frost queen couldn't send them home because she was immediately disgusted at what she had done vis a vis the flow of nature

he attacks cotton as she's carrying him home, and she decides to hide him in his own home

she convinces the rest of the village sherbet's dead and to leave the house alone as a kind of memorial.

no one lives there anyway

shes not manipulative at all!! it just kind of...happens

plus she has to keep everyone safe, not only from sherbet, but from her! as it turns out, letting a vampire feed off you wrongly turns you into a vampire!

funny how that works out

so she turns into a vampire about a year into this when sherbet gets sloppy (you cant blame him he's basically a zombie at this point)

and she starts to feed off of sheep, and when people realise, she starts to feed off them too!!!

and then in one timeline there's a witch hunt that results in her and sherbet being burnt to death along with the house, and in another she succeeds in turning the whole village into vampires looking for unsuspecting travellers to consume! yahoo :)

Cream Unicorn

i mean they're kind of a cryptid on their own i didn't do much. idk if they're an actual wooden unicorn or not i guess so

the reason they can switch between forms is because they're a mascot!!

once upon a time, you could go to the theme park, buy lightsticks and headbands à la The Mouse, eat candyfloss in their palette, and most notably ride the cream unicorn on the carousel!!

as for their human form...... you ever heard of equestria girls?

Kevin Defunctlands voice: And then it went defunct. or whatever he says idk

the theme park lost all relevance and money and shut down

but what's this???? the animatronic(s) of the cream unicorn still exist and have become sentient!

cream unicorn has ball joints and his paint is chipped :(

Caramel Arrow

i've seen this a bunch of times and take no credit for it: she's part dragon! this one's a lot less fleshed out, feel free to add

she was brought to the citadel as a kiddo after being found wandering the wastelands!

classic little 'oh no! lost child' vs 'oh crap! where's my child'

(she lived with her dragon parent up until then. she was just exploring. she wasn't even lost. she just didn't know how to tell them this)

and then she learnt dragons are generally menaces to cookiekind and her parent was probably an exception

she has a tail and horns? although i don't know if i prefer the idea they're just jougwan (thank you fandom wiki) or disguised as such.

she has very very good perception and battle instincts as well, which aren't technically Dragon Traits but they sure as hell help.

lookie!!! she has a tail!

Alchemist

BOY OH BOY. I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT HER :3c god i need to redraw this this is from a year ago

ZOMBIE!!! YAHOO!

by complete fucking coincidence she becomes immortal-ish at the same time as her brother

'at least i'll be free of him when i'm dead. FUCK."

she spilled a fucked-up chemical on herself 300 years ago

batman-villain style

she's slightly radioactive and you'll get woozy if you stay next to her for too long

but that effect will completely wear off after another 600 years dw

her hair is still green and vampire does it up for her every so often

naturally it's red. like his!

he's immune to radiation btw

'at least i'll be free of him when i'm toxic. FUCK.'

Mango

something something ferryman of the dead.

Captain Caviar

something something ghost ship

(something something davy jones cookie)

Squid Ink/Black Pearl

i mean. its self explanatory they're a fucking kraken aint they what do you want me to say

Chili Pepper

this includes red pepper but i'm not an ovenbreak player SORRY

magpie-ish!

she's a harpy. in appearance, sort of, kind of, at least

she covers up her feathers by wearing trench coats and big ass hats.

also her feathers look like chili flakes! i thought that would be fun

lives in a fucking tree probably

also ties in with :

Rye

has been sheriff for as long as anyone can remember..... because she's immortal! firework noises

she's like. a guardian of some kind

rye shoots and she farms and she defends and she tends.

she has the western movie mentality of 'this is my turf' ect but thats just canon

also this is why she's the only person with her accent

its a dialect from decades ago

also her skin is very dry and cracked. like shes made of stone!

i'm not sure of the reason she exists. maybe borne out of the rockeyst mountains as a savioer of its toment'd dwellers or some such

so there's no real coherence or rhyme to any of these, just a bunch of ideas i have. some (like alchemists) just my headcanons and dont count as an AU per se...? idk i have a whole lot of thoughts on a bunch of em!! let me know what you think or if there's anything i could add, anyone i could add.,.,. :Dc i'll draw some of em maybe.

#i don't know the definition of a cryptid and it shows lmao #iM CRINGE AND GETTING CRINGER MEHEHHE #i'm worried about putting this in the tags but when have i ever cared about what i think #cookie tag #cotton tag #cotton cookie #carrow tag #alch tag #vamp tag #chilirye #alchemist cookie #mango cookie #rye cookie #chili pepper cookie #cream unicorn cookie #caramel arrow cookie

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hiiii

🦆 If I were to make a summoning circle for you, what food could I summon you with?

🐺 Build a NHL starting line up (3F, 2D, 1G) based on a really weird criteria for comedic effect (e.g. guys with names that sound like Dylan).

🔥 Give me an unpopular opinion on hockey. Preferably Hot Takes (not serious).

💣 Blow it up: pick one NHL team. Change its name, mascot, logo/colors. Tell me why you chose the new elements.

🪽 Name a NHL player whom you would: Sacrifice to the Gods, Do Hard Crimes With, and Save the World With.

🎶 What would your goal song be and why?

🏒What was your first impression of hockey? Why? Has it changed? If so, why?

🎰 What is a gamble/risky decision you have made recently that has paid off?

omg guys 🥺 number four for the ask game????

🦆 If I were to make a summoning circle for you, what food could I summon you with?

crab rangoons. easy. next.

🐺 Build a NHL starting line up (3F, 2D, 1G) based on a really weird criteria for comedic effect (e.g. guys with names that sound like Dylan).

G - Jacques Plante

D - Leo Bourgeault

D - Aaron Ward

F/LW - Viktor Ståhlberg

F/RW - Sylvain Turgeon

F/C - Jeremy Roenick

figure it out!! >:)

🔥 Give me an unpopular opinion on hockey. Preferably Hot Takes (not serious).

TORTORELLA WAS RIGHT WHEN HE SAID THAT GUYS DONT KNOW HOW TO TAKE HITS THESE DAYS. and guess what – it's not their faults!!

okay, hear me out. Hathaway got 5 for boarding Luke Hughes, but watch the play I linked. the hit A.) doesn't come until AFTER the ref's whistle blew for icing. B.) THIS ISN'T EVEN BOARDING. boarding is a check on a defenseless opponent – Hathaway not only thought the play was still good, but he could not have more clearly checked Luke's shoulder, not his back; he was fully in LHughes' line of sight and C.) jesus h christ, hughes. he just crumples like a house of cards. both Hathaway and Luke Hughes are 6'2"; Luke Hughes is 184 lbs and Hathaway is 212 lbs. but luke is a d-man in the NHL, where these kinds of hits are allowed, and these are BIG DUDES. 184 is still pretty fucking heavy. sorry your man went down, but the check was good. if the NHL wants to institute safety rules about checking or fighting, then do that, because the culture is changing, but don't fucking pick and choose when/where/who/how to enforce rules, because that check is still fucking good. and he's right, the league is smaller, faster, less violent, so young guys are coming in having played a different kind of hockey than what's currently being played in the NHL, and they're getting hurt because of it! either change the rules or make sure your guys know how to protect themselves. but they can't have it both ways.

i went serious. sorry

💣 Blow it up: pick one NHL team. Change its name, mascot, logo/colors. Tell me why you chose the new elements.

we still going with the blackhawks baby! every time!! racist ass. change that shit

🪽 Name a NHL player whom you would: Sacrifice to the Gods, Do Hard Crimes With, and Save the World With.

ANOTHA ONE >:)

i'm going with matthew tkachuk as my second option, and i think yall are going to agree with this one more than joseph woll LMAOOOOO

1. i feel like a lot of people would love to throw him into a volcano to appease the hockey gods. 2. i think he'd be down for hard crimes. (i think he's DONE crimes.) 3. and i think sometimes, you need a fucking hard-headed asshole to save the world with!

🎶 What would your goal song be and why?

i'm not changing it from megan thee stallion's verse from dolla sign slime, but if i had to pick a second? one way or another, by blondie!

🏒What was your first impression of hockey? Why? Has it changed? If so, why?

this one i already answered, and i don't have a second choice about the past!

🎰 What is a gamble/risky decision you have made recently that has paid off?

HAHAHA speaking of second choices about the past!

honestly i am really not much of a risk taker, i'm very very safe and i stick to what i know and hate doing new things. doing things scares me! but sometimes saying yes to going out with people i don't know well and doing new things is really fun! i recently went ice-skating with a bunch of friends from school that i don't know very well, and i was really nervous bc i've actually never skated before and they were all better friends with each other than they were with me – but it was actually so much fun, and every time i look back on that night i feel so happy!

thank you so much for the ask!! <3

#me when i interact

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womanofwords · 9 months

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STEM Kids Shenanigans (Chapter 13)

Chapter 13: Surveillance

Dante liked being alone. It meant that he could do what he wanted, wear what he wanted. Being alone meant nobody else's opnions were voiced, which was a kind of freedom in and of itself.

But then he made friends that were just like him.

They loved science just as much as he did, albeit different areas of science. They would take turns infodumping to each other about it, happily explaining their own plane of expertise to the other. It had gotten even better after 'the slime incident' had happened. Once the situation and the slime had been cleared up, Melanie had started avoiding them. People seemed to be nicer to them, too, which was an interesting side effect. But all Dante wanted was to be a nerd with his friends in peace.

But they weren't going to have peace and quiet just yet.

A knock sounded, and all four of them sighed in unison. "I'll get it," Layla said, getting up to shoo Melanie away. But the person at the door was a very short boy with thick glasses and a shaved head with stubble rapidly clawing its way to the surface. He was holding a camera and a notepad, his arms wrapped around a messenger bag bulging with . . . something.

"Hi," he said.

"Um, hello," Layla greeted. "Are you lost? Because this is STEM club."

"No, no, I'm in exactly the right place!" the boy said, his tone excited, like a bundle of puppies in a play pen tripping over each other. "I'm Stephan Marriot from the Marbleton Messenger. It's the school newspaper, in case you didn't know that. I'm just here to ask you guys a few questions about the STEM club and what you do here." He flipped open the notepad and poised himself to write down their answers. "So how did this feel at first? Knowing that you had been accepted after such a rigorous test?"

"Relieved. That test was so hard," Dante groaned. "Some of it hadn't even been covered in class. I'm not sure why they did that."

"I felt that, too," Angelo said. "But now that I think about it, it's actually ridiculous."

"Pray tell," Stephan said, grinning widely with anticipation.

"I think the exam was unnecessary," Angelo said, his voice becoming more passionate. "There shouldn't be an exam to get into a STEM club. Science should be for everyone, and tests should be in classrooms on things that you've actually learned."

"Interesting," Stephan said, scribbling something down. "Have you ever been involved in any science-related things before?"

"I was in a few science fairs as a kid," Angelo said.

"Me too," Yujin said.

"No," Layla and Dante chorused.

"What do you do on a daily basis?" Stephan asked. "I bet you spend all day making awesome inventions!"

"No, we don't," the four chorused.

"That was quick," Stephan said, his voice teasing. "Almost too quick, like you rehearsed it."

"That's because it's such a common misconception," Angelo said. "According to a very niche group of people, we sit here in this very room, thinking about how we can invent our way to chaos, anarchy, and world domination. I just hate the way we get stereotyped as being mad scientists. We're just scientists."

"Oh. Thank you." Stephan rooted around in his bag and pulled out a plush toy. It was a teddy bear in a lab coat that made Yujin gasp with joy. "To finish the interview, I got you a gift. It's a mascot for your science club. I already started calling him Stanley the Science Bear, but you can rename him to anything you want."

"It's adorable!" Layla cooed.

"Fits the vibe so well," Angelo said. Dante eyed it with curiosity and suspicion. Something about it seemed . . . off, but he couldn't place it.

"Where do we put him?" Dante asked.

"That high shelf, so he doesn't get damaged by experiments," Angelo said.

"Great!" Yujin got a chair and placed Stanley the Science Bear onto a high shelf, so he would be able to watch them from above. "He looks so cute!"

"Yeah," Dante said, looking at the bear with nausea forcing itself upwards. "Cute."

(PAUSE)

Dante took the bear when the others weren't looking, shoving it into his bag and burying it underneath his school books. He peeked at it on the bus, and shut it immediately afterwards. That bear creeped him out.

"Mum, can I show you something?" he asked, when he had made sure his mother wasn't doing anything.

"Sure. What is it?" she asked.

"Something seems off about this bear mascot for our science club at school," Dante said. His mother took the bear out of his hands, turning it over. His brothers came into the room at that moment and froze.

"What are you doing?" George asked.

"There's something off about this teddy bear mascot," Dante said. "So I took it to Mum so I could get a second opinion."

"Dante's right. It's pretty weird. It looks out of place and like it doesn't belong anywhere," George said.

"And the bear looks weird, too," Logan said.

"George, Logan, go do homework," their mother ordered. "Dante, get me a screwdriver."

Dante went searching for the toolbox, his stomach sinking. It used to be his dad's but since his absence, nobody had touched it. He was going to break that strange purity that it held. But he did it anyway.

His mother sighed when he came back with what she had asked for. "Good job, Dante. I am so proud of you," she said, when the screwdriver was in her hand.

Dante froze. "I just . . . got a screwdriver."

"Not that." She paused. "Well, a little bit that, but also this." She removed the tiny lab coat and unscrewed the back. Clashing against the chocolate brown fur of the bear were two green batteries. There were also settings, such as rewind, pause and fast forward. "Dante, this bear is a hidden camera."

"Stephan was trying to spy on us with the gift!" Dante exclaimed, shock shifting into anger. "That - that - that lying, slimy snake!"

"Who's Stephan?"

"He's this reporter kid in our school for the school newspaper," Dante said.

"I'll turn it off and take the batteries out, honey," his mother said, removing the batteries from the bear like a vet removing fleas from a dog's behind. "It should be safe now."

"Thank you," Dante said. The bear, along with the batteries that came out of it and the lab coat, were stuffed into a plastic bag, which in turn was shoved into the every bottom of his school bag.

His friends weren't going to believe this.

(PAUSE)

Dante gathered his friends into an abandoned art room to show them what he (and his mother) had discovered about their 'adorable' mascot. "What the hell?" Layla asked.

"A discovery like this makes an adorable thing feel so sinister," Yujin whimpered.

"We need to take this to the head," Angelo said. "This is underhanded."

"He is such a snake," Dante sighed.

"Come on. Maybe she's at her office or something," Layla said, a grim look on her face as they went searching for Dr Violet.

They saw her eating a ham and cheese sandwich in the cafeteria and sat down with her. She looked . . . mildly surprised. "Is everything OK with you four?" she asked.

"No," Dante said. "We received something disturbing from someone who says they were from the school newspaper. The . . . Marbleton Messenger."

The headmistress put down her sandwich and stared at them. "You have my full attention."

Dante rattled off everything he remembered. "Recently, a very short boy named Stephan Marriot came into the room where we were meeting up and said he was here to ask us questions about the STEM club. When he left, he gave us this bear, as a mascot."

"I fail to see what the problem is here." Dr Violet's cold eyes, framed by half-moon glasses, stared through Dante.

"It's easier if I just show you." Dante produced the bear, positioning it so its back was to the headteacher. "This bear is a nanny cam."

"Oh, I see." A hand went to Dr Violet's mouth with shock. "Wait for me outside my office with the bear."

"Yes, Dr Violet," the four chimed, taking the many stairs up to Dr Violet's top floor office.

"The principal's office twice in one week," Angelo sighed. "This sucks."

"At least we're not being chased through the school by a slime monster," Layla said. They giggled at the memory of Melanie chasing them as other students screamed.

"And the pink thing is still going strong," Yujin said, thinking about all the people wearing pink to spite the prefects.

"I'm not a very superstitious person, but maybe the STEM club in this school is cursed," Dante said.

"That would imply that there were multiple STEM clubs that all met their ends," Angelo said. "This is the first STEM club the school has ever had, so this is much more like bad luck."

"And the bad luck has been given a prefect's badge," Yujin said. All four of them laughed hysterically, sitting down on the sofas outside Dr Violet's office and laughing some more.

"Mr Riva, Miss Ismail, Mr Rhodes, Miss Moon, come in, please," Dr Violet said, with a very sullen Stephan trudging behind her. The bright smile and demeanour was gone, replaced by a void of annoyance and sadness. The four got up and went into her office with Stephan. "Dante, would you mind going through everything again for me, now that Stephan is present?"

Dante went through everything, including getting out the bear and showing Stephan the batteries he'd taken out of it, and the settings that the bear had. The sullen expression became intrigued, then surprised, then terrified. "Anything to say to that, Marriot?" the head teacher asked.

"I was doing it for the sake of a presentation, showing all the best parts of every club," Stephan meekly justified.

"So you gave them a false gift that would actually spy on them, completely violating their right to privacy."

"Finding out that it was a camera was chilling," Dante said.

"How did you find that out, by the way?" Yujin asked.

Dante looked at his hands before staring Stephan down. "I had my suspicions, so I took it home and looked at it properly. My mother removed the lab coat and unscrewed the back. That was how I saw the batteries."

Stephan hung his head. "I'm sorry. I should have known better than to spy on you. I just wanted to know what you really do in there."

"But we already told you that," Layla said. "What was the point of asking us all those questions if you were going to spy on us to get the answers you wanted?"

"Quite right, Miss Ismail," Dr Violet said. "You four can go. Stephan and I will have our own conversation." When they heard this, Stephan whimpered with terror, his eyes pleading with Dante to stick up for him.

Dante ignored him.

(PAUSE)

Stephan's benefactor berated him for his failures over the phone. "What do you mean, they found out?" she snapped, as the intrepid reporter winced and held the phone away from his ear.

"This boy with braids had some feeling and took it home! There's nothing useful on that tape! And even if there was, I got reported for it!" Stephan told her. She swore and the line went silent.

"You didn't mention me at all, did you?"

"Of course not."

"Well, there's one silver lining in this. The next time I ask you for something, you'd better do it right, or I will ruin you."

And the benefactor hung up.

To read the other parts of this fic, see Masterlist.

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t3aperson · 10 months

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what has been going on?

well this is what

Recently I've been having mental breakdowns on twitter, some of them are crazy while others are not as crazy, I'll be starting at the start of time for t3a, well idk I SHOULD JUST START I made my channel in 2020 funny enough by accident. I was messing around and made a channel on youtube, I didn't use it until november of 2020 where I uploaded a (really bad and cringe af) animation, I wanted to become an animator before I realized was writing was my passion. My first "viral" (well viral for me) was a video for jacksfilms 48 hour film festival. It was cringe, bad, and sweaty, but I liked it, i was proud, the first time I felt happy in a while. The t3a beefing era, rule 34, and my character. (2021-2022) In 2021 I just got pissed off. I had a lot of people who started to hate me, my mental health had slowly been declining I took my anger out on random people. I got in fights over the smallest of things. "You disagreed with me? Well you're an idiot, stupid a bastard, a lie, a cheat" and it just happened that someone thought it would be really funny to tell someone to draw rule 34 of my channel's mascot, cause you ya know, that's what normal people do I guess. It was always shoved in my face "t3a i didn't know you were that good at (you can guess)" and it started to tick me off, each time I was told about the image I wanted to go crazy. "peel off my skin" kind of anger. I've never been into r34, and i kept getting sent it. "You had rule34? Just send it to t3a!" I had to cope, so I made a character. I made a character that was an idiotic, egotistical, rude, creepy and disgusting jerk, and the issue was that I was playing a character with the same name "t3a the person" was NOT "t3a the character" but I found out that being a jerk gives you views and attention, I have never cared about subscribers, comments, ratings, or any of that. I only cared about views, and I figured out that people liked watching me be an asshole and say some messed up shit. I enjoyed the attention, my mental health got worse but I learnt over time how to hide thoughts and it felt amazing knowing that I can just pretend I'm fine. I could pretend that everything is fine, but I wasn't fine. I was sad, I was faking being happy and I learnt how to hide my thoughts, my feelings, for 3 YEARS, so I quit. I quit youtube, I deleted my discord accounts, I deleted my twitter. all traces for me had been removed. I just vanished. Summer Break. (Feb 2022 to Nov 2022) After I went away I made friends, but I hated seeing myself. I would go to parks or hang out with my friends but I would never let them take photos of me or record me. Well my lower body sure but if it had my face I would get pissed off. I stopped or well tried to avoid all mirrors. but in November I forced myself to stare at myself, I broke down. I had lied to myself for almost 3 years and I just couldn't, I cried so hard I got lightheaded and passed out. I was done playing a character. I wanted to return and do what I enjoy. what just happened to be YTPs Return to Social Media, and learning how to give up (2022 - Current)

November 2022, I returned to youtube after 7 months. My twitter, discord accounts, and other social media were deleted. I had to rebuild, I have to straight up "rediscover" my online friends like goddamn dora, I was ready to restart, the issue was that this whole time my mental health never went up. It kept going down, the more I did youtube, the less I noticed it, but it was there and it watched me cause I'm a fool, then I made a new twitter account. So I could try to find more people that I had either screwed over, or I used to be friends with, etc I wanted to say sorry to everyone but I forgot that the past came back, the person who made the other person draw rule 34 starting to fight me, and their "lil friends" With a destroyed mental health, I started to go crazy, I lost my mind, and, I just exploded. I started to spam on twitter about that "everyone hates me" or "everyone is about to get you" and it was stupid. The thing was. It felt like I was getting something out of my head, just not in a good way. I was done, I was full of self-loafing and hatred I had to blame it on everyone around me, after all it "couldn't be my fault" I told myself (lemme give you a hint it was), and so that way I could just live a happy life right? No. I have to move on, sorry for this crap. I should of shut up years ago - t3a TLDR: don't fight kids online and if you have bad mental health find a therapist asap.

#masterpost #apology #t3a #t3aperson

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