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katz-chow · 6 months

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deranged!reader & her task force (katz's version)

me & ur mother @moongreenlight are genuinely insane. this is basically us if it even care 😞

a/n: fem!reader all military names fake, processes fake; mostly it'd be classified, not just not done...well we wouldn't know for sure. medical shit also real. i’m in both of those fields irl. no i am not a swifty

clinically insane reader doesn’t rampage kill. art has many mediums; regular people choose acrylics, watercolor, culinary, pottery…reader chooses murder. it’s a meticulous process that depends on the person, it’s slow, drawn out. which makes her a great torturer. thing is, she was part of SEAL team tango-8 but focused more on SARC stuff (search and rescue). she knows her way around a suture kit—and, fortunately, surgical instruments.

laswell knew reader for two reasons: odd separation orders and her confirmed kill count. there was barely anything documented about her medical discharge which was weird because 98% of the military is just paperwork (a fucking pain btw). only thing noted was “medically discharged” and “0% disability”. her confirmed kill count? 43. happy to be back in uniform, she skips around the hallways to price, giving him a giant hug and a kiss on the cheek, whispering threats in his ear. “if you ever discharge me, i’ll dip you in concrete to be my custom statue.” a sickeningly sweet smile follows. as he furrows his brows in confusion and bit of horror.

soap tries really hard to like her and he really does. she's so sweet and always tries to include him in things and bakes him cakes and always somehow includes almonds, joking how it's actually just cyanide. soap laughs until he sees her have actual cyanide in the kitchen, carefully dropping it into the batter with an eyedropper. then a tsp of almond extract. it wasn't enough to hurt or kill anyone, but it scared him

he told ghost and ghost goes and investigates. then he sees reader one night, cleaning her instruments, different mallets, scissors, blades and knife handles etc. and they are pristine...not surgically pristine but definitely floor grade. he continues to watch her at 2100, without fail, and cleans her surgical instruments. until he sees her missing from her barracks from her open curtains. he goes and finds her carefully dressing a man like a buck. she sees him and smiles at him beckoning him closer. after he puts an end to that, with cuts and bruises, he goes and tattles to price. reader crying in the prison about how much she'll "miss her uniform" price and laswell speak about it and they finally know what the fuck us going on. they send her out on the field.

its just gaz, a few recruits, and reader in a safehouse. they've captured one prisoner, a soldier of the pmc against them. he's tied to a chair and after gaz runs over his psychological warfare in him. gaz fails and tiredly beckons for reader to come in. he finds her staring dead straight ahead, looking like she was falling asleep with her eyes wide open. he slowly calls out her name, no response. he calls again, same outcome. he taps her on her shoulder and her eyes fall into a "normal" state and smiles brightly at him, "my turns?!" gaz films it, the blood, the slow agony-per laswell and price's request reader starts to skin the soldier. starting with just a silly little joke about cuticles and then it goes higher and higher, the piece of skin never tearing. it's superficial, it barely draws blood. "does that hurt? don't worry, i'll help!" she blows cold air onto the exposed skin, drying out his flesh slowly while the blood keeps it from fully drying. gaz gulps, the camcorder on a tripod next to him. "it's okay, you're not going to die. and if you do...i'll make use of you, no waste! promise! gaz, can you pass me the kerrison rongeur, please?" gaz scrambles around in her kit, metal and metal clinking together in the heavy duty box. "the fucking hole puncher, gaz." she screams at him, causing him to jump. he finds the long, gun-like instrument, its blade pokes and punches together. he hands it to her, the work end first. she yanks it from him, nails scratching his hand in frustration, but that same smile on her face. she takes small chunks of flesh from the man, blood gushing and pools. she digs dipper until she hits an artery, blood splattering over them all. "the mosquito! give the fucking mosquito." she screams as the man in front of them bleeds out. she launches for it in her box and clamps down. the man half awake. gaz's chest heaves up and down, his face in shock and fearful freeze. reader storms out, face falls flat, no more smile, no brows furrowed, just a dead stare in front of her. "pieces of shit, human bodies are."

laswell pulls out any psych eval documents she can find. she finds exactly one set of documents: your medical discharge. price shows ghost and they stare at the replaying video on his monitor. the image of a wide, blank-eyed reader, hair and face dripping with crimson blood, a small clamp clicked to close an artery. they keep her. soap is the one who finds your bloody kit left in your barracks. chunks of flesh, blood, bone... and other bioburden seemingly never there at all. the shiny chromium finish looking as if they were never used at all. reader who failed out of medical school because of the lack of moral and ethics her professors and physcians saw in her. they banned her from residency.

"can i...have him..? please?" "why would you want an execution order? aren't you an interrogator?" "i want to see the peristalsis!" "the fucking what?" "how his intestines move in his body and squirm around like snakes!!!" she dissects the man in a way only a careful surgeon could. doyen clamps closed off certain sections as she sits and animates the movement on her ipad. the man inhales and exhales evenly, a bandage over his throat, eyes wide and dry from the lack of tears.

soap, as empathetic as he is, sees reader in chow, sitting by herself as she stares dead ahead, mind clouded in thoughts. her arms moves a bit, twiddling her thumbs under the table. he sits down across from her, her gaze staring pass him, face unreadable and almost bored looking. "you alright bonnie?" reader's face smiles, her eyes still dead and still as they lag behind the smile she puts on. her eyes squint. "yeah! why?" "twiddling your thumbs there, anxious about your second mission?" she puts her cupped together hands onto the tabletop. her hands unclasp. she twirls the severed thumbs around. "just a lot on my mind, yeah..."

"can i have it?" reader asks when she sees gaz's shiny teeth.

reader takes interrogations very seriously, taking souvenirs for herself. a finger carefully dried out, teeth, an ear, hair, vital organs in formaldehyde, eyes into earrings, tendons as rings and bracelets.

she gave price a birthday present which included a human heart, dried and shrunk in a glass displayed case. "made it myself", she says. "...on your own time, my love?" "yes, never company time!" his birthday is not public imformation.

ghost was missing a pow. he asks reader. "where is he?" "who?" "the prisoner..." "i let him go." "why the fuck would you do that?" "i'm going hunting, do you want to join? we can dress him in the field!"

"i got you flowers, ghost, for your mother's grave." "how the fuck do you know about that?" "you told me!" "i fucking didn't! now tell me who the fuck told you that shit?!" "you did, don't be silly. you told me over a glass of scotch...or many glasses actually!" she giggles as he slams her against the wall.

price wakes up one night, the spine-chilling feeling of a pair of eyes stalking him. he picks up the gun from his nightstand, clicking off the safety. he blinks a bit, vision clearing and seeing a figure in the shadowy corner. "go back to sle-" her body is slammed against the wall, gun to her head. "go to bed, price." "what...are you doing here?" price breathes out, trying to steady his racing heart, popping the gun back to safety. "wanted a piece of your hair."

gaz finds reader in his room after work one day, reader sweeping his house. he changed the locks within a week, locking all external doors and windows. reader leaves him breakfast every morning still. he trashes it after the cyanide incident. he wakes up to reader with a plate of eggs and toast over his bed. "please eat it and don't waste food :("

the task force lives their day to day lives with the feeling of impending doom, paranoia, and a feeling of dread washing over them all at once whenever they catch a glimpse of you. they beg price to remove you, but price would rather not be covered in cement while still alive.

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furrysmp · 5 months

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decided to go sunbringer designs for once. I have so many words oh my god

so. uh,

I am so normal about sunbringer joel smallishbeans so normal I swear. he's planning to throw the o from his name at scott btw.

... he and scar are related but I'm not explaining further until the actual fic about it comes out because there's so much plot significance in the smallishbeans.

... grian. has a book. that he borrowed from the Library. it's very relevant I swear the concept of the library is a plot point.

Also grians eyes are technically green! With a bit of purple and just. a layer of Dark over them to make them less neon green. its not in his genetics to have neon eyes. unlike scar and I swear their eye colors are relevant but like in a weird queerplatonic scarian dl based bit in the grian chapter of the fic

Mumbo is a long cat and being held by me specifically those hands are how I draw my mc skin. I wanted to draw him as this meme since 2021 but he's very hard for me to draw so I took the one time I'll ever draw him and did this.

Jimmy is. a creature. that has bird features but also cod features bc again half of the plot of sunbringer is based on empires 1. Also the bird he's holding is singing. And joel is stealing the song bc he has music type magic.

Scott! Is the one guy I can talk about! Because he already appeared in the fic. He's part ender dragon and like. a child of stars? I have a lot of times I drew him before I think but idk how much of it I uploaded before so yeah. Please ask me about sunbringer scott smajor he's one of the only ones I can talk about and he has so much lore going for him he's so dear to me

impulse is. technically part ender dragon too? the specifics will be explained in his chapter of yhiwu (alongside. a lot of magic lore. like a lot. I have half that speech written already it's basically looking the empires fic in the eyes and going "fight me uwu")

And because impulse is aligned to shadows skizz gets to be some form of light dragon descendant? Like light isn't directly an element in the magic of this universe but it does have an equivalent in the element of Life, which connects to truth and love, whereas shadows and theatrics (and storytelling in general) is always aligned to whatever element is considered dark; in this magic system, being Void.

Tango is looking up at mumbo. thats all. I don't have a lot of notes because my tango is just a little guy.

(Etho is checking smth on his smartwatch and also doing his best to ignore bdubs rn bc bdubs is in his villain arc/hj)

... ngl the only note I have on the bdubs design is that it's accidentally inspired by my human design for the main character in the show I'm writing. Bracelets and sparkly eyes and a t-shirt and. Crimes.

also not much on the cleo design she was just fun to draw but the implications of her existence are spoilers and also not really visually indicative bc idk what a "zombie hybrid" would look like so she just looks. funky. her background is all stitched together btw I finally had a use for the dashed lines brush :D

martyn and ren are. BIG spoilers. But only to like chapter 5 of the current fic. I will say I highly enjoy their existence tho. Also my ren designs always have hawaiian patterned shirts its a personality trait he seems to possess. Also his glasses are like. a hologram? bc his ears are Dog so he cant have normal glasses w like. the things that go behind ur ears.

lizzie is. also very important. she gets the two animals thing like jimmy bc axolotl and cat were her empires animals. also her buns are heart shaped I saw some fanart of that and its really cute so I also have that. and she's also looking at the long mumbo! very confused.

bigb. scares me. like yeah secret life really be mans villain arc. I tried to reflect that by actually straight up mirroring his eyes and having him be. the only guy looking straight at u. he can see u. u can run but u cant hide. also he gets cookies. also also drawing facial hair is hard he's the only time I ever managed to make facial hair look. normal. ever. wont happen again.

gem is being adorable and also definitely a deer hybrid dont mind the magic or stuff its fine (her chapter is. third in the roster. I literally just need to finish the impulse chapter to convince myself that its ok to upload her immediately after ch2).

and pearl! who we know bc she gets first chapter of the fic and thats already out. her eyes are a bit like moons btw. also she's doing magic back at gem which is cute I think. idk.

also half of them have fancy hair shines. like joel having beans that get progressively smaller. or pearl having moons. :D

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virtue-and-beneviolence · 11 months

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Can you do a tokyo revengers aftercare thing??? (Btw I'm talking about after uhm the devils tango)

Random characters as chosen by a few lovely moots.

Baji cleans up minimally and enters cat mode immediately neither of you are moving now. But at least he brought a water bottle to split.

Kazutora needs the aftercare more. God he nutted his soul into you okay. please hold his hand. He's gonna say he can do it and he wants to take care of you but trust me. Just stroke his hair and tell him you love him please.

Hanma falls asleep so fast. It's not that he CAN'T do after care its jus like,,,he's eepy. He can clean up, get yall to a preferred state of dress, but you KNOW he's gonna be drooling on your chest right after. It's okay, he said all the soft stuff while he was railing you.

Sanzu surprising to some, an aftercare pro. He's deeply sentimental and now knows how to recover from various...states of being, to put it diplomatically. He's going to insist on a quick bath and wash your hair for you. Water and snacks are a given.

Mitsuya was built for aftercare. His aftercare starts before the main act istg. Wines and dines you right for sure. I feel like we all know he know exactly what to say, what to do, how to hold you, how to clean up and make sure you don't have to lift a finger.

Nahoya could very easily be one of those guys that tries to be a pat ya on the ass on your way out baddie boy but he caves and lets you stay. He's gonna be weird about it though.

Draken is the most communicative of this bunch. You get the feeling that whatever he does it specific for you and what you need in the moment. You want a shower? A bath? a snack? Water? tell him how you're feeling and he will care for you in the moment.

Bonus:

Ryusei? You want Ryusei? For Ryusei to take care of you after sex, he needs to not be napping at all times.

#sanzu haruchiyo #kazutora hanemiya #baji keisuke #ryuguji ken #kawata nahoya #hanma shuji #mitsuya takashi #chu canons #sanzu x reader #draken x reader #hanma x reader #mitsuya x reader #kazutora x reader

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artemfluid · 4 days

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Okay soo...minecraft persona! I don't have like, a proper drawing of them- just a colored concept but it's literally just their design. I'm too lazy to make an actual drawing rn :p Fanart very much welcome btw!!

Rambling about them under cut

So here's my minecraft persona, Artem.fluid (literally just my normal handle) genderfluid aroace, they/them.

They're a shapeshifter, but this is their preferred form. The purple sorta swirly thing on the left side of their body is excess magic from a past event related to the watchers.

They're extremely playful, creative, and very self depreciating!

As for hermitsona things, I made a relationship chart for all the hermits + life series members that weren't included. Will go more in detail about some relationships below!

Starting with hermitcraft: Wels, Xisuma, Etho, Impulse, Skizz, and Tango all have a back and forth family-like relationship!

Wels, Tango & Xisuma is a father-child relationship

Impulse & Skizz are like uncles to Artem!

Etho is like a big brother.

An honorable mention for the family-like relationships is Hypno! Hypno wants to care and protect Artem like his own child, but Artem just sees him as a good friend.

All other relationships I feel are important to talk about: Beef, Cleo & Gem!

Artem sees Beef as a friend, not a best friend though. Beef is in a weird Grey area where Artem is fine to open up to him, but doesn't feel like they're best friends. Beef however, feels like they're best friends.

Cleo is slowly growing on Artem and Artem is slowly growing on Cleo. Its not a surprise if Cleo turns out like an aunt to Artem.

Gem & Etho in my headcannons are adopted siblings, so by extention this sort of makes Gem one of Artem's siblings because they see Etho like a big brother. They both agreed that they're just best friends.

Onto the 5 life series members that were left out!

Jimmy is the only one Artem has a family like relationship with. They're like siblings in a way, but it's unclear who acts like the older sibling- it always changes.

Martyn & Artem have a strange relationship. Artem sees Martyn as a friend, but doesn't know much about him besides how he had done in the past life series. Martyn however, wants to mentor Artem like a parent. Both have had encounters with watchers and listeners, and he wants to help them with it.

Scott and Artem are the gay best friend duo that you can't stop. End of story.

Artem met Lizzie through Joel, and they both think eachother are chill.

Artem has only had super brief interactions with BigB, and is somehow super intimidated by him.

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That's about it for them, idk what else I would write but feel free to ask questions about them or to them! I love making little ask series :)

Tagging @insoucianceart cuz I remember you saying something about being interested in my oc(s) :3

#artem rambles #artem ocs #cadraws #my art #oc #original character #hermitsona #hermitblr #hermitcraft #asks are open about c!artem #you can also ask c!artem questions!!

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neppttune · 1 year

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“demons make love?!”

↳ ⭒ warnings: heavy nsfw

↳ ⭒— synopsis: the demons of the taisho era love you, so lets talk about how they fuck you! ♡

彡kibitsuji m

⋆ oh your in for a rough night. or day. or whenever a demon had sex with their s/o

⋆ his penis is inside of you. at all times

⋆ it will just be some classic rough -ly aggressive yet passionate sex

⋆ ok so context on the 'passionate' part, muzan does love you absoluetly, but he's also a narcissist w a god complex

⋆ definitely teases you in a few ways, whether is be teasing your needy hole with the head of his cock, or thrusting in only the head and stopping fully

⋆ will make you beg for his cock on some days, or will be extra sweet and give to u raw (lmao)

⋆ his cock is definitely 7-8 inches though im sure he can shapeshift a bigger one

⋆ he uses his tentacle-like appendages on you sometimes

⋆ you brought up the idea in your mind and thought well i should ask

⋆ he just stared, blinked, and said "...okay."

⋆ may or may not deny your release. for as long as he wants until your crying, legs shaking, and screaming and begging.

⋆ maybe then he'll consider it

⋆ god this man is fine

⋆ if he's having a bad day, the anal/vaginal sex is rougher than rough or he'll command more than ask you to suck him off and deepthroat him.

⋆ sometimes if he's busy and he can tell when your horny, he'll sit you on his lap while he rubs your clit with no breaks

彡kokushibou

⋆ his loads are large for starters

⋆ his favorite thing to do with you is have his head between your legs, what fun!

⋆ ride his face/throat fuck him, he likes it

⋆ its a reward when you ejaculate to him, and will clean it all up happily.

⋆ i think he'd enjoy praise a lot due to his inferior complex unfortunately

⋆ maybe even a small breeding kink wink wink

⋆ i dunno the thought of you being responsible for and baring his children makes him go brrr

⋆ low grunts when hes close only because his pride is a little too big even though this contradicts what i just said to make any sounds.

⋆ at least one pair of eyes are closed during the devil's tango because like

⋆ hes PACKINGGGGG- its long and painful with quite some girth to it :) maybe 8-9 inches

⋆ im sure he has his bad days as we all do and will raw dog your ass

⋆ but its okay because he makes sure not to make it too-too bad.

⋆ just his hips snapping back towards your sopping cunt as soon as they come back.

彡douma

⋆ very much a masochist

⋆ dom

⋆ like i imagine you biting him and he cums right then and there maybe

⋆ selfish and a sadist so...

⋆ once in a while he may be nice

⋆ nice, as in overstimulation

⋆ the stamina of course is * out of this world *

⋆ will purposely leave a fat load of hickeys on you everywhere for all his followers to see

⋆ he'd either be very closed off and not into exhibitionism; he’s selfish, or douma would want his followers to watch and praise you the same they do him

⋆ enjoys praise a lot because he's been praised since he was born (literally)

⋆ really enjoys giving you head as a warm up

⋆ the pace is dramatically fast and rough some days, or he is very sensual and slow

⋆ high sex drive- he never felt genuine emotions so when he fucks you or makes love he becomes addicted

⋆ speaking of which there is a clear difference than when he is fucking and making love to him, even if you sometimes cannot tell. to him there is

⋆ he likes to inflict tiny nicks on your neck and lick up the blood uh okay

⋆ its big i have no proof but ik it is

彡akaza

⋆ cock warming is his favorite btw

⋆ he's either very mean, or if you have a vagina and identify as a woman he praises your entire existence

⋆ im sorry he's an extreme philogynist

⋆ although he really enjoys overstimulating you, he feels like its an extreme sport

⋆ he likes watching you cry and whine and beg for him

⋆ he calls you pretty girl

⋆ if you identify as a male, he's extremely degrading

⋆ name calling, spitting in your mouth, you name it

彡gyūtarō

⋆ extremely insecure about almost everything (other than his strength)

⋆ regardless of if you were a demon or not, he's always asking if it feels good (he's insecure about his size as well)

⋆ aware of his strength so ^

⋆ lots and lots of gentle kisses

⋆ favorite position being missionary, he just like seeing your face

⋆ always close to you whining in your ear while

⋆ he rests his head on your shoulder when he gets close and his hips start to stutter

⋆ thoroughly enjoys praise, even if he doesn't believe it and just thinks its a sick joke

彡daki

⋆ shes a big bully

⋆ switch

⋆ suffocates you in her breasts

⋆ corruption kink all the way

⋆ she likes to tease you and poke fun at the blubbering whiny mess you've become

⋆ but if on the rare occasion she let's you dom her, she's the blubbering whiny mess

⋆ she doesn't like how she has to be nice and say please

彡enmu

⋆ doesnt care whats going on as long as your being pleasured

⋆ he enjoys eating you out a lot

⋆ extremely loud and whiny when you give him head

⋆ he really wants you to be loud because he wants people to hear, not even so they "know who you belong to" he's just like that

⋆ doesn't want anyone to see you just hear what they're missing

⋆ hes so whiny bro its adorable

⋆ "ah~ y/n you feel s-so good!"

my apologies for how short it got at the end i just wanted to put something out lmao

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#anime #demon slayer #demon slayer headcanons #kny fluff #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #muzan smut #kny headcanons #kokushibo #kny smut #demon slayer smut

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mattcraft · 4 months

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Oh goodie!! Ok so-

Tango, right? Guy whos basically a Looney Tunes character irl? This guy?

When he started to make Decked Out 2, he changed his skin to this-

-and kinda became the “dungeon master” right?

What if it wasn’t just a cosmetic change. What if that was due to the Deep Frost Citadel itself.

(Cont. under the cut bc it gets Long)

As someone who loves any kind of “the thing that usually isn’t alive *is alive*” story, I am giving that treatment to the Citadel because I cannot be stopped <3

What if when the hermits arrived to season 9, the castle was already there. When Tango found it, he had asked if it belonged to anyone or if someone had built it. No one claimed it as their own, so Tango decided to move in and make it his base for the season.

He doesn’t get too far in making it his own when he starts hearing voices and whispers seemingly coming from nowhere but only existing within the Citadels walls. It’s nothing much at first but as time goes on it grows into something loud and demanding. It’s the castle itself speaking to Tango through his mind.

Someway, somehow, the Citadel gets Tango to do what it wants. It craves death and bloodshed, so it gets him to dig out and build a dungeon underneath the castle for hermits to die in over and over. He makes a deal with the castle, and disguises it as a game. A sequel to a game he made a few seasons back: Decked Out.

As he begins work on the dungeon, the hermits take notice of changes to Tango whenever he visits the shopping district for supplies that he’s running low on. The tips of his ears and his fingers start to look blue and frostbitten, and his skin feels cold to the touch. His hair, its usual fiery yellow slowly but surely turning blue, begins to stick out more than usual. Sometimes they even notice him shivering, even when it’s the middle of summer. Lots of hermits have periods of time where they go through a change of appearance of sorts, so no one decides to bring it up much, although the dedication to the look is a little worrying.

There are lengths of days to weeks to even months where the hermits don’t see Tango. Some are worried and fly to his castle to check on him, some even trying to get him out every once in a while. They know he’s working on a huge project, but it’s not entirely like him to be going mia like this so often.

As the dungeon nears completion, Tango’s transformation into the Dungeon Master is practically complete. The Citadel offered him a change of clothes to better match his new look- a set of dark robes edged with a shiny blue strip that swirl in intricate designs at the cuffs and back. When the hermits see him now- which is rare- he’s stopped shivering, his red eyes have now changed completely to blue, and sometimes you can see his breath despite it not being cold out.

When the dungeon is finished and Decked Out 2 begins it’s first phase, the Citadel couldn’t be more pleased and demands that Tango take care of the upkeep to the redstone and the monsters that live inside the depths of the castle, as well as continuing to make the dungeon better and better. The Citadel was having too much fun- there would be no way it stopped any time soon.

Some notes I’m not sure where to put either:

When the dungeon resets itself and announces that it’s ready for a new player, turns out thats the castle speaking through Tango letting everyone know it craves More. His eyes glow blue or light up with a blue flame, and his voice gets dark and gravely. This happens sporadically too btw. For fun

Tango promises to the citadel that once the season is over that others will want to play and will sacrifice themselves over many times and that the castle wont go without

The more deaths there are the more the castle ends up building itself out instead of Tango having to do it manually. Areas change, traps get more dangerous, and at one point the entirety of the Burning Dark appears and Tango uses it as incentives for the hermits

The wardens and ravagers in the dungeon are not *hostile* around Tango either, however theyre not NOT hostile, so he still has to watch his step around them. Was able to give them all collars with names on them though, and greets them when no one is running the dungeon every so often

#hermitcraft #tangotek #decked out 2 #hc #mcyt #spk #ive been having so many thoughts #i just drew a dm!tango today while at work :]

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captainschaos · 1 month

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ran late on this, but my last and biggest writing for @mcyt-aro-week! day 6: coming out / found family & day 7: free day!

just some really fun fluffy writing for the big ol polycule of a household I like to rotate in my head, a bunch of aromantics, queerplatonics, and family <3 really a very self indulgent writing but truly that's gotta be the point of it all yayyy ^_^ (includes joel, lizzie, cleo, bdubs, etho, and tango btw)

[ao3 link] words: 3002

(I'm also including a longer pronoun reference for this one since I use a lot of funky ones. like I said this piece is self indulgent LOL) Lizzie: she/her Bdubs: she/he Tango: he/it Cleo: she/they/rot Etho: he/she Joel: she/he

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Lizzie felt quite lucky to have such a splendid garden behind the house. Full of life and fresh fragrances, light and color, it was truly an environment with instantaneous spirit-lifting effects. And even better- she’d built that!

Well, not exactly. She can’t take all the credit.

“What’s all this!” Bdubs exclaimed.

“Hm?” Lizzie peeked around the corner from the garden bed she’d been working in, and spotted Bdubs at the bed over. She was biting his lip, frowning down at the leaves he was inspecting.

Lizzie stood and made her way over to look over Bdubs’ mossy shoulder.

“Just a little dehydrated, isn’t it?” she said.

Bdubs’ frown remained persistent. “I’m not sure.” She looked up at Lizzie with those enormous eyes of his, head tilted just a little bit, questioning. It was very cute. “Isn’t the color a bit off for that?”

Lizzie had to work very hard to steer away from those beautiful brown eyes to look back at the sickly plant. “Hm… you might be right. I still think it could just be thirsty though, and that’s definitely easier to fix! So maybeee we just give it extra water for a few days, and hope it goes away?”

Bdubs immediately burst into his hearty laugh, and Lizzie found herself giggling along with her.

“Oh, yes~” he said in that funny way she did. “If we pretend it’s not bad soil or something then surely it will be so!”

Lizzie laughed, and brushed her knuckles over Bdubs’ cheek before stepping back to the plants she was working at. “Exactly!”

Bdubs’ gaze seemed to linger on Lizzie for a moment, smiling dopily, but she quickly hopped up and headed back toward the house. “Grabbing a watering can it is~!” Lizzie blushed just a bit, but quickly got back to work in the garden bed.

Lizzie liked this way they went about their… crushes, no use beating around the bush. Not having to hide it, but they had both agreed they didn’t feel the need to make it a standard kind of romantic relationship. It was for fun, more than anything else.

There was something very freeing about being the only two alloromantic people in a house of aromanticism, surrounded by webs of queerplatonic and otherwise non-standard relationships, when considering a thing like theirs. Both of them had their marriages, Lizzie in a happily constructed romantic relationship with Joel, and Bdubs the happy queerplatonic partner of Cleo, but they were also both very aware of their feelings for each other. Those feelings didn’t go much deeper than fluffy romance for the two of them, but the underlying friendship and their security in the net of other dedicated relationships around them meant they could feel just fine about that.

Funny thing about aromantic ideas, they’re actually a lot more freeing for everyone.

Bdubs pushed open the back door to the house, stepping into the mudroom behind the kitchen, singing, “I’m home~!!”

“You were in here 15 minutes ago, moss man!” Tango snickered from where he stood by the sink.

“And that’s a long time for people to miss my beautiful face!”

Tango set a sparkling clean bowl on the towel that had been laid on the counter beside the sink. It seemed the phoenix had ended up with the dish duties for the day. “Of course!” He murmured the next part under its breath, with a teasing twinkle in its eye, “would have liked another five minutes of peace and quiet though…”

“HEY!”

Tango burst into laughter, setting down the sponge as he flipped to face Bdubs, leaning back against the counter as he clutched his stomach. “Oh, it’s too easy!”

Bdubs put her hands on her hips, expression split between an offended scowl and a suppressed grin. “What’s easy?! Being- being rude!?”

With a last huff of laughter, Tango took two fresh towels from a drawer, and tossed one to drape over Bdubs’ face in a gentle attack. “Making you mad, mossy. Come help me dry, will ya?”

“Hmph!” Bdubs’ voice remained angry, but his big eyes were smiling when she pulled the towel off his face. “Only because I’m so nice. Unlike some people.”

“Yeah, yeah. Grab that pan.”

The two of them fall into an easy rhythm in moments, only the soft clatter of stacking dishes interrupting the comfortable silence. It’s like that with them, the teasing and ribbing flowing as easily as simple, undemanding company. Partners of the same partners, that’s kind of how it settled. There was something rather reassuring about the metamour relationship for them, where they knew what the other liked because they knew what they liked themself, a kind of mirror of affection. Maybe in a world where they hadn’t found themselves colliding from shared orbits, they would have run into each other on their own and filled the gaps. But probably not. It was too comfortable like this, why would they change anything? Held in proximity by the people around them, and happy to do so.

The drying was done in just a few minutes, and Tango giggling at its own last joke at Bdubs as she stepped back out into the garden, watering can in hand. The phoenix put his hands on its hips, surveying the now clean kitchen. Seemed everything was done here, so now to decide what to do next…

The phoenix jumped and let out a very manly squeak as a loud BANG sounded from upstairs.

“I’m fine!” Cleo’s voice followed.

“You sure?’ Tango shouted up, already hopping up the stairs two at a time.

“Yep, I’m sure! Just don’t come u-”

Whoops. Too late. Tango had already pushed open the door to Cleo’s workshop. In its defense, the zombie ought to have known he’d come running at any scary sound.

There were bronze feathers scattered across the floor, and a life-sized figure in smooth, blank clay laying awkwardly on its side. There was some kind of contraption wrapped around its torso to cling to its back, mangled wiring in two flared shapes. Wings. A few of the bronzed feathers hung from these outstretched tendrils of copper, still swinging from the momentum of the crash, and a few splinters of clay were still spinning where they’d shattered from the elbow that had taken the brunt of the impact when the statue fell.

“Turns out, wings are a real pain to balance!” Cleo said, shooting Tango a flicker of a smile before kneeling to gather the feathers that had come to a stop at rots feet. Tango’s own wings readjust as it kneels to join her.

“Wait, was this-?”

“Yeah, it was for you, silly,” Cleo cut him off with a chuckle. “Or of you. Something like that.”

“Whah! Wh-” Tango made a series of strangled sounds as his hair started to flare up, golden flames flicking to frame his flustered expression.

Cleo laughed even more at that, and began to teasingly shake one feather at it like a disapproving finger. “I do nice things, Tango! Don’t be so surprised.” But their smile betrayed that there was no real hurt.

It wasn’t everyday that the two of them did things like this for each other, but it also wasn’t rare either. Tango and Cleo exchanged the occasional gift, went on the occasional date, all in a platonic sense but certainly with gestures generally associated with romance. Their relationship was more based in much smaller gestures, like huddling up together when a storm had them on edge, or holding hands on the walk to stressful adulting business. They were founded on that kind of comfort, and it occasionally, naturally for them, bloomed into these kinds of things. They’d been jokingly called girlfriends enough times for them to be able to laugh about that kind of thing, so sure! They were “just” friends, but also did dating things. Why not? But it still managed to make Tango’s wings puff up with happy embarrassment about gestures like this.

Cleo particularly liked getting those kinds of reactions from Tango. As she watched the phoenix stumble for a response to rots jabbing, they laid a hand on his shoulder briefly. “I’ll forgive you for the rudeness because you helped clean up though.” They rubbed her thumb over his shoulder quickly before letting up and walking to the desk in one corner of the workshop, where rot very gracefully dumped all the collected feathers. Tango followed and did the same, finally seeming to recompose itself to jab back.

“You’d better! I gotta say, bangin’ around up here with a surprise, not even with the door locked? Rookie mistake on your part.”

“It was meant to be locked!” Cleo exclaimed with a playful pout. “I told Etho to lock it when she left a minute ago.”

Cleo then registered the footsteps that had been passing by a few seconds ago, but were now halted outside the room. A very quiet voice piped up. “I thought I’d locked it.”

Tango exploded with laughter as Cleo banged open the door, laughing too hard to even pretend to frown at Etho. His own eyes were smiling though behind her mask.

“Foiled! You have to help me fix it then, since Tango already took cleanup.”

Etho leaned over to peek into the room, eyeing the contraption on the back of the statue Tango was currently standing back up.

“Sounds fun, actually. You were having trouble with the balancing, yeah?”

“Yeah, extra limbs are always hard. And attaching the feathers is more of a puzzle than an art, really.” Cleo stepped to the side to let Etho into the room, and began to actually assess the damage to the statue. “I’ll need to patch up that elbow too… I’ll need fresh clay.”

“I can grab you some,” Tango offered.

“You’re my hero, that’d be lovely Tango.” The phoenix nodded, and hopped to the door, pausing in the frame before ducking out of sight and down the stairs.

“Coming right up!”

So Cleo was left to look at Etho while he looked at the statue.

“Well?”

“I would have thought that’d do the trick, honestly,” Etho began. “It looks even enough, particularly over the leg positioning.”

Cleo chuckled and stepped to stand beside her, crossing rots arms as rot assessed the structure. “Well, that’s what I’d thought too, but,” they gestured to the bits of clay shattering on the floor, “boom.”

“Yeah… not ideal, huh?”

“Nope!”

“Hm… have you tried anchoring it with some kind of extra plating?”

The two of them were quickly caught up in flowing discussion, as natural as water rolling downhill. Didn’t even have to think about it, they clicked so well, and ideas seemed near-telepathically tossed between them. They were built on understanding, like that. It’s why a partnership worked so well, why they were home to each other. Who cared if Etho was a good kisser or any of that, it was never a thought that crossed Cleo’s mind, or vice versa for the fae to think about the zombie like that. They didn’t have to think much about their relationship at all past the few establishing conversations they’d had about it, it just fell into place. They understood each other, in ways no one else did. If that’s not what “queerplatonic” was for, then what was?

After several minutes of this, Tango returned from digging through closets and storage chests with a package of fresh, soft clay, and Etho took a step back as Cleo reached out for it.

“Thanks, Tango!”

“No problem!” The phoenix glanced between the two of them. “You guys get it figured out?”

“I think so,” Cleo mumbled, already only half-focused on conversing, hands now occupied with smoothing over the clay patch on the statue’s elbow. It made Etho chuckle, noticing the way they stuck rots tongue out between her teeth just the tiniest bit in focus.

“I think rot’s got a handle on it now,” Etho said. “I’ll leave you to it Cleo.” The zombie’s focus broke for just a moment to shoot him a soft smile in silent thanks, before turning back to work. Tango seemed to be settling in to chat idly while she worked, but Etho turned on heel and headed downstairs.

There was a breeze coming in through the open windows near the front of the house, and it drew Etho toward them. She found herself wandering into the living room, where he picked a seat near one of the larger windows, and-

“RAH!”

“Joel!” Etho exclaimed with a laugh as he suddenly found one of the house’s two brown and green folk on top of him. Not soft enough to be Bdubs’ mossy form though, and the shout was definitely Joel’s. If it wasn’t for the sound and feel of her, though, Etho wouldn’t be able to identify him through the pile of person on top of him.

“What Etho, you stuck? Fallen into my trap? Seems like I win, Etho, if you give up that easy!” Joel was managing to poke one finger into Etho’s ribs with each sentence, so Etho started working on detangling her arms to poke back.

“I didn’t tap yet!” After a second the fae managed to grab what seemed to be Joel’s shoulder and tug him to the side, so the smaller figure was tucked somewhat into the spot in between the side of the armchair and Etho’s body. Somewhat. She was definitely still halfway on top of Etho, with one of Etho’s arms pinned behind him, but at least he could see Joel’s overly pleased grin now. “There.”

Joel pushed at Etho, partially readjusting and partially for the continued fight of it. “You’re pinching my leg, Etho.”

“Well whose fault is that?”

“Yours,” Joel said with a smirk. Etho flicked her ear.

“Okay, sure! Says the guy that jumped on me.”

But as much as they were poking at each other, verbally and physically, neither of them were really trying to get away from the other. They just needed an excuse, of course. For the closeness, for them to be able to sit like this- and the wonderful thing was, they always found it with each other. The both of them had old problems with putting up walls, with their reputations seeming to push out any room for moments of weakness, but all it takes is one excuse to knock those down. Double Life’s soulmate bond, of course, but past that, little moments like this. For whatever reason, it was able to override any protest their proud minds might make. This was a sparring match, clearly, so they could relax and be fulfilled by the contact and presence of the other. And there was fun in the game, and a kind of admission of love under Joel caring enough to “attack.” At this point, they’d broken the walls down enough they were far more comfortable with the casual and sweet, but there was still such a power to these kinds of interactions. The ability to completely ignore any kinds of social rules, and just lay on top of each other in a chair that really didn’t fit them.

“What are you two doing?” Lizzie piped in with a chuckle as she appeared in the doorway between the kitchen and living room.

“I’m winning,” Joel said, beaming as she reached back to poke Etho’s ribs another time to demonstrate. “See?”

Lizzie shook her head as the grinned at the sight of them. “You’re going to break that chair.”

“Joel might,” Etho said, which Joel of course repaid with an elbow to the gut. “Ow!”

“He might fall out of it, if nothing else.” Lizzie glanced to give Etho a friendly wink. “You can give him a good shove, I won’t tell.”

“Hey!” Joel shouted as Etho started to slowly push her in a way that would roll him over the chair’s arm and onto the floor if kept up. “You’re my wife, you’re supposed to be on my side!”

“I mean, I think being your wife is the perfect reason to want to see you pushed onto the floor,” Lizzie said with a last giggle as she turned away from the doorway. “Love you!”

Joel suddenly found himself on the floor. “Love you too.” He pushed himself up to sit criss-cross, and crossed her arms to match as she glared up at Etho. “Can’t believe you’d team up with my wife against me.”

Etho giggled as he peered down over the armrest at Joel, propping his cheek up with one arm against it. “Let’s be honest, I could get anyone in this house to team up to get you.”

Joel huffed, but not quite in an annoyed enough fashion to cover her own giggling. “Yeah, you’re right.”

And she was. Across the web of relationships stretching through this house, there were a million little reasons for anyone else to join in on the fun, to feel comfortable enough to get in on the teasing without worrying about anyone going to far, to have affection worth demonstrating in such a way. Because Joel may have been married to Lizzie, but Lizzie was kissing Bdubs, and Bdubs was linked up to Tango through partnerships with Cleo and Etho, and Joel was tangled back up into it through each unique, inescapable connection. None of them were the same, but they were all built on this household. This house, safe and vibrant and alive as it was, shared by all of them, connected all of them. It was a messy thing, all the complexities and relationships that didn’t fit in boxes or under labels, but it was their family of a strange sort. The people who were havens of safety, the place they’d built to just exist together, comfortable and happy. Far from conventional, always a blur of interwoven interactions, but at the end of the day, dinner was usually at six, and everyone would have a bed to sleep in at the end of the night.

What more could you expect from a home?

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d0not-disturb · 8 months

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MY HERMIT-HAMILTON AU!! (Empires included 😉)

-Hamilton: Mumbo Jumbo (my fav💋)

-Eliza: Grian

-Angelica: Martyn 🤑

-Peggy: Jimmy

-Aaron Burr: Docm

-John Laurens: Scar

-Lafayette: Iskall

-Hercules Mulligan: Impulse

-King George: King Ren, Obvi 😒

-Samuel Seabury: Bdubs

-Philip Hamilton: Grumbot 😉 (he got shot in the face)

-Tomas Jefferson: Geminitay

-James Madison: Pearlescentmoon

-George Washington: Xisuma

-Charles Lee: Zedaph (Take FAT L blud)

-Maria Reynolds: Also Jimmy. he needed more screen time tbh

-James Reynolds: Tango

-George Eacker: Etho (Grumbot killer 💋)

-John Addams: Cleo

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NOTES I SUPPOSE!!,

-The ONLY reason I chose Mumbo for Hamilton is because Mumbo can’t spell and he ‘writes like he’s running out of time’ Also see how pathetic Hamilton was in the play? Wet cat vibes. Mumbo = wet cat. Mumbo = Hamilton.

-Helpless. Grian. Season 6. Eliza. Yeah it’s Grumbo themed. Because they have kid who got shot the stars align people!,! 👏👏👏 BTW Grian setting things ON FIRE MAKES SO MUCH SENSE. my fav arson boy. Tired of Mumbos silly shit. Same bro 😞 ALSO MUMBO SENT GRIAN LETTERS THRU MESSAGING SYSTEM GRIAN CALL HIMSELF CLINGY GIRLFRIEND. HMMMM WONDER WHAT THAT REMINDS ME OF. ELIZA. BEING HELPLESS. OMG. YAY GAYS.

-*sigh* Martyn DID marry Mumbo but not here. Lose for the Martyn Mumbo shippers. Like the one left. MARTYN GIVES OFF STRONG ANGELICA VIBES. Peggy is Jimmy. Jimmy is Peggy. YOU KNOW WHY. STARS ALIGN PEOPLE 👏👏👏👏👏👏 Also Jimmy grew a pair and stole his siblings man. Bravo Jimmy!

-Docm being Aaron Burr just fits okay? When Mumbo first came to Hermitcraft he found support in Doc. And Doc done SHOT the guy same here bruv. I would too if my wet cat main character supported Gem. SPEAKING OF WHICH-

-Gem, just Tomas Jefferson. MAYBE I WANT A PEARL AND GEM TEAM UP MAYBE NOT. WHO CARES ABOUT GENDER ITS A SCAM MADE UP BY BATHROOM COMPANIES TO SELL MORE BATHROOMS. Hmmmmmm Xisuma as Washington because I am a true believer of Mumbo thinks of him as a Dad core. Dadsuma. RIGHT HAND MAN 🏃‍♀️

-Uhhh Grumbot is literally Philip. Literally 🔥 They both love their Dads and do they’re last names Proud, they both got shot, THEY BOTH ARE PIANO KIDS! Hmmmm Biblically accurate my friend 🌚

-King George as King Ren just fits. HERE IS WHY!!! 1. they both fruity ass kings. 2. They have Fruity little guy who love and support them. 3. KING REN ARCH AND REBELLION. but then you’ll b like. Why Grian Eliza not Hamilton? Uhhhh because I SAID so. Also because who would be Schuyler sisters? (Don’t answer)

-Hmmmmm Scar as John Lauren’s make me happy…..Redscape hints people👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

-Urm I will NOT throw away my shot ☝️🤓 And make character designs and fake screenshots of these so expect THAT. send in asks for questions blah blah blah. And if I get something wrong, just tell me pls 😭

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oakskull · 10 months

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2 art posts in 2 days?? more likely than you think (it will never happen again probably)

Ive never really done something like this, but i filled a whole sketchbook page instead of like. One finished drawing in half of it LOL

this is @pearlvanilla 's rancher designs and i wanted to draw them because they were super cute, but they also look like. kinda similar to how i draw them.

heres some of my design thought process- as promised :D

mostly in the hair- we manage to give Tango the sams uh. front bit? i forgot the name its like an anime thing or something. but no thoughts there. i just wanted a front bit so his hair wqs a bit more messy. sans headband we both have similar shapes at the front of the hair with mid length hair on their tango and long hair on mine. which is based as hell. the front hair shapes wasnt a huge surprise bc me and everyone else loves to put flamey shape language in tangos hair when its not actually on fire but not a not of others do the longer hair (which is based as hell btw)

for Jimmy, their hair design for him looks like, almost identicle to mine but a bit more detailed for their style, which like, crazy! For me i shape jimmys hair like that because uh. his skin hair doesnt translate that well to my brain and there wasnt a lot of fanon designs i liked for his hair at the start of double life (which was when i started drawing tim in earnest... other than that one 3rd life art). The front bit (bang?) is how i translated the dark bit on his skins hair and i never looked back. I wanted his hair in general to be fluffy and round to evoke both wings and sort of like, cartoon ocean waves (for empires 1). the left side of his hair specifically is meant to look like a wing. the reason i have it flip forward despite uh not looking very wing like on my avain tim design is because it starts to look too busy right there. and also. theres already just. straight up a wing there LOL. The larger part of his hair has that sort of swoop to look like either an open wing or an ocean wave, depending on the drawing.

All text under the cut!

from left to right, up to down:

dual color box: the way we draw hair is actually super similar, ¡fun!

green box: ough. I set out to do flats. And Yet. It vexes me.

green box: not putting painted shad-ows on the white HURTS

green bubble: ¡this is a fun page layout!

rose gold box: tango creases his Jordans. Get his ass

pink box: I only do this w/ my wing ear time other wise its

blue box: we've got the same this

pink box: you can see it in some of my other arts

blue box: Long hair tango supremacy

green box: I keep smooshing my paint

#team rancher #rancher duo #jimmy solidarity #tango tek #solidaritygaming #tango #as much as it was painful to just do flats #the values came out so much better than in my rendered drawings #which ive been mad at myself 4 lately #so i should probably do it more #ougj #also if you look at the tango in thr blue outline #his nose is different from how i usually draw it #and its bothering me #but its too late now #i can fix the in person version when i get home but the photo wilk stay like thus forever #peace and love #also also #if you were thinking #wow oak putting all your text no one cares about Before the cut?#its because i wanted to be organized in the stuff nobody reads and the stuff people probably would read #as in folks who cant reas my handwriting can read under the cut if theyre interested and my design notes will probably function exclusively #as my brain vomit on the page

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nuttyblizzardinternet · 3 months

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"Chucky abused Tiffany they're better off seperated"

BULLSHIT

Name one time in the franchise has Chucky abused Tiffany in any way shape or form. Sure they may fight and had their arguments but he never abused her. And then they have the gull to compare Chiffany to Harley Quinn and the Joker. THERE'S NO FUCKING CONTEXT TO SUPPORT THIS GOD DAMN ARGUMENT. None! What you saw in bride is not enough context to conclude that Chucky was abusive and I'm not gonna mention that god awful tv show I refuse to acknowledge it's existence as canon. Chucky is an asshole but he doesn't manipulate Tiff the way that Joker does. Chucky is a fucking saint compared to the Joker. You forget that the Joker literally pushes Harley out of a window and leaves her there to rot and Chucky literally screams when Tiffany gets shoved into an oven. You wanna know why? CAUSE HE CARES! Funny concept I know. You know all the shit that the Jokers done, pushing Harley into a vat of acid. Getting her pregnant and leaving her, tricking her into gaining her sympathy by lying about his childhood, trying to cut her face off. Its way worse than what Chucky has done to Tiffany far worse. The only real shitty things that Chucky ever did to Tiffany was lie about an engagement ring, electrocuted her in her own bath tub and forcefully transferred her soul into another doll (btw if he didn't love her he wouldn't even bring her back to life in the first place), And hacked her face in with an axe only because he was angry at Tiffany for trying to destroy the family that he built with her. Tiffany was the one in fact who stabbed Chucky in the back more times than once while Chucky literally apologizes for what he does. First she gets all petty and trys to get even locking him up in a play pin. Then tricking Chucky into thinking they're getting married by surprising him with a bridal doll only to then throw rice at his face and basically be like "ha! Gotcha bitch" and at the very end of the movie just when you think Chucky and Tiffany are gonna live happily ever after Tiffany pulls her bullshit by saying "I love you" THEN PROCEEDS TO ACTUALLY STAB HIM IN THE BACK NOT JUST A METAPHOR SHE ACTUALLY STABS HIM THE BACK AFTER SAYING THEY BELONG TOGETHER FOREVER. Her gimic is that she'll act nice then turn the tables when she wants revenge. She's quite the deceiver actually. And I can see why Chucky likes her cause she's so devilishly petty like that. Then in the seed of Chucky, Tiffany literally abandons Chucky for a life of fame and trys to take their kid away from him all because she thinks Chucky is a bad influence like I get it, but that's Glen's only father. Tiffany was such a bitch in seed of Chucky she really was then she wants to criticize Chucky for killing when she does the exact same thing in hiding then claims "oh it's just a slip up tee hee I'm not a murderer" when you can see she's being a fucking hypocrite. Chucky has been there for Tiffany and yet Tiffany just stomps all over him like it's nothing over some past fucking beef. And I'm like girl, you need to chill I get that your hurt but damn.

I think what people don't get is that Tiffany is just as much as an asshole as Chucky is they usually tend to overlook anything Tiffany does because of how she talks about Chucky in bride how she felt trapped in her relationship with Chucky and how she wants pay back. It literally takes two to fucking tango and I think people give Tiffany way more leanacy just because she's female. Not saying their relationship is healthy but that doesn't mean that they don't love each other. You see Joker and Harley Quinn and it's literally a one sided dynamic. Chiffany is goals if anything

#chucky #brideofchucky #rant #childs play

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definitelynotshouting · 6 months

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Hello again! Im so sorry to hear you feeling well when i sent in my ask the other day :( hoping that the life series drop tmrw will provide a much needed distraction for whatever you need it to :)

-☀️

"I know the, um, this morning didn't go… very well… but… if I could—""

"Good, he thinks, but it's a rote sentiment, not half so vicious as it had been only hours earlier."

- oh??? 👀 i am looking

- Im assuming this is the meeting they had about taking grian back to hermitcraft (and the revelation that grian feeds on emotions to survive)?? Very curious

- Now that metaphor about the childhood coat being stained is a lot more painful

-☀️

"even stolen energy can't make up for that."

"everything he'd never had the first time he— well, when Grian, the real Grian— had died."

- "stolen energy" omg i am biting ankles over this.

- And the "real Grian" thing. Yeah

- This is one of those moments where grian's whole situation is so much more potent and vivid. Imagining living as myself, but knowing im occupying someone elses body, and having my very lifeforce sustained by others?? Its not hard to understand why grian internalises and hates himself for being "a parasite". Idk thats probably very obvious to everyone else but this is the first time ive really thought about all of what that entails

-☀️

"Starving hands reach out from the depths of his mind to pull him back, stumbling, under that dark waterline."

- Love how the word "starving" implies that G falling asleep is more of a survival mechanism forcing him under so that his body can feed rather than only exhaustion

-☀️

"he's pressed a knife to every promise he's ever made since the day he emerged,"

- shaking you

-☀️

"His existence lies in the shadows of these distorted fractures, jagged hopes and dented dreams, forever fated to cut his hands on the fragments."

- AHHHHJSLDHSJSVSN

- Man 🧍

- Dont have any words. Just tears.

AAAAAAAAAA SUN ANON I ALWAYS LOVE SEEING YOU IN MY INBOX!!!! Gods im so glad these lines resonated with and interested you, they were a ton of fun to write

I have a brain today so i can actually expand on some of the things youve pointed out instead of just aiming heart eyes at you for the compliments fjsndjsjejke so for the first point, yes!!! Scar and Xisuma returned to the others post chap 6 and were like "Well that sucked!! Wow!!!!" I wouldnt say theyve given all the information to everybody, because they themselves aren't exactly ready to discuss that beyond the immediately required basics, but everyone else was given the gist: convo went badly, Grian is being taken back to Hermitcraft on Scar and Xisuma's insistence. Both Scar and Xisuma feel fucking horrible for how that conversation went down-- nobody had a good time there. So while the plan is to eventually get everyone up to speed, they're sorta taking this time to be miserable about what was essentially a fight that ended in stripping Grian of his autonomy

There's also a little cross-communication happening here in the background, btw: Scar and Xisuma have a pretty big picture now, but Tango, Mumbo, and Pearl have been fed that false info abt the potions being potentially useful. So, yknow :) just smth to keep in mind there haha

Your point about how it almost feels like Grian falling asleep is a survival mechanism is spot on the money. It's essentially him falling into a state of low power mode, where everything but his most basic of functions is shut down for a brief time in favour of preserving energy-- i would honestly consider it more equivalent to a coma than actual sleep. Hence Tango's concern, and subsequent relief when Grian woke up; the entire time he was unconscious, he was fully unresponsive. So, yknow. Real nerve-wracking to see, especially after that prior full week of unresponsiveness as his body struggled to maintain itself.

Tango's role here is indeed deliberate, both on a watsonian and doylist level!! The reason however is the exact same for both: Tango is a little more removed, personally, from this situation. Grian was-- and is-- his friend, ofc, but he's not as close to whats happening. Meanwhile, Xisuma is in 24/7 server babysitting mode, Pearl is not fit to be a caretaker, and Scar and Mumbo were tearing themselves apart by trying to sit and look after him. So Tango got assigned caretaker duties 😂😂😂😂 it was an effective way to divvy up tasks and keep everybody busy, and somewhat hilariously, so far Tango is the only person Grian isnt supremely upset with for one reason or another. And thats why he's continued to stay in caretaker mode lol he is truly just. The only guy who can rn

I also just sorta think of him as a surprisingly emotionally savvy fixer-type, in terms of personality. Like. I think he just gets what people set down in front of him, yknow? Although hell if he knows what to do with it once he's got em. He fumbles a lot, sure, and he defaults to fix-it mode, but he is getting the message when Grian essentially says "i dont wanna talk anymore" without actually saying it

As for Grian and his headspace, rn, theres definitely a complexity at work here where he wants to die and is very genuine in that, but he IS also grateful he's seeing his friends. He cant deny that. As painful as it is, he still loves them very much, and ultimately he's trying to do this for their own good as much as for his own sense of punishment and relief. I think like... now that he's really creeping up on what he has planned, and the pieces are suddenly becoming a reality, theres a bit of dissonance he's fighting against to stay on course. He wants his friends happy; he also wants to die. He's so overwhelmingly tired; he is, as much as he feels he doesnt deserve it, glad to have his friends close. That sort of hopelessness mixed with a warped sense of comfort that he got to see and interact with them one last time. If that makes any sense. Its a bit of complexity i wanted to make sure i added in, because people are so rarely fully decided on any course of action they choose to take, without even a single flicker of doubt (and especially one so final as this). Im glad youve picked up on that, and that you appreciate what i was trying to set down with it!!! :D

This was such a lovely message, as always-- you are very sweet, sun anon, and i appreciate you lots :] i hope you're having an excellent day!!!

#shouting speaks #asks #hunger au #compliments #dw i am feeling much better!!! was just a wonky few days :]#❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️#anyway i hope these lil expansions are fun for you to read 👀👀👀#long post #txt

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HIIII :) here to ask about the abyss tell me about it please please please love this sort of thing :3

HAIIII welcome :) to preface this im normal i swear. anyway The Abyss is what i like ta call my Horrible Horrible Maze, i made it w/ the goal of making the worst possible experience in minecraft to torment my friends ^_^

I enjoy putting people in situations and studying them :D

On that note! everyone who runs the abyss (24 people at current count) I time and write a couple notes on them! the abyss is honestly half maze half personality test LMAO. at current moment the quickest time goes to @ghostpajamas with a baffling 03:24 (wild that he got out so quick, i win tho cause i haunt his dreams), and longest goes to the beloved @rendogdomesticated with 1:35:54 <3 special shout out ta my dearest @theoctagon tho wolff ur insane i love u. guy goes inta the abyss for fun and has like 10 pages and counting of insane person phsyical notes tryna map it out (hes reported that hes gone through the first one 60 times and the 2nd one 5 jesus chriiiistttt). the abyss is fond of Pilot :) also if wolff is the favourite than @potionofinstantdamage is the Least favourite, rude ass set the place on fire when he got stuck in there :( oof ouchie

Highlights from my notes include @quack-city running backwards and upon me asking Why, simply replied “what if there’s slenderman :(‘ ... cant argue w/ that! he also hadda stop mid run so we decided its funnier if he’s just stuck in there forever. @newtbeetle was in there for like an hour and would NOT shut up about Paul Dano the whole time which was a time (love u beebs. ur isnane). my two test runners are @kishdoodles and @officialgleamstar and they had about the same time but like Opposite reactions it was very funny, kish treated it like they were a streamer n kept a like constant chatter, and travvy was like DEAD silent the whole time n Intensely focused akjewkjr tbh outta all 24 runners trav’s been prob the most like, methotical bout it? LIKE I SAID personality test. i Love studying people.

In regards to its origins I came up w/ the idea back in like feb/march ish of this year and from start to finish it took me like 2 weeks ish i was on the Grind. u dont understnad how much black concrete this thing took. hell on earth,,, darkwoods has an economy/shopping district and i bought out like All the sand/gravel available akjwekjr the rest i hadda gather myself n God gravel sucks. also ive killed So Many Squids. the 2nd abyss was much easier ta gather supplies for cause i could ask for help w/ supplies n i kept the first one a Complete secret minus my test runners (i hadda bitch at SOMEONE while makin it or i wouldve died i think. speakin of the first abyss has a death count of 13 and the 2nd one has like, 5 or somefin? rlly shouldve writen that down akjwerjk those are Entirely me dying in the process of buildin them btw. its not a true Spain Build unless its mildly dangerous <3) The 2nd one also made me learn redstone, notably i specifically studied Tango’s decked out process vids from s7, tho i really only stole like two aspects of it n i couldnt even get one ta work properly LMAO

The second abyss took me like, wayy longer ta make, bout two months ish (i finished it like mid july). not necessarily in actual like, time spent building but cause in the process of makin it i had Two month long events i was in (Voiceteam in may and Art fight in july) so that distracted me a bit wkwnekeneie Im a bit more secretive bout the second abyss in general since not That many people have actually ran it compared ta the first n theres actually like, Things that can be spoiled in there <3 i like seein peep’s initial reactions its much more satisfying.

This didnt happen w/ everyone but i think a like, Core part of running the abyss is getting emotionally attached ta weird things. i wouldve said just torches until a few days ago when Tac (onea the rat server mods) ran it and claimed the stack of pumpkin pies i gave her as family. But Prior Ta That several people have had very intense emotions bout the redstone torches, whether love or hate or both, key example ft dog:

Also not everyone ive mentioned on this post is in darkwoods! ive got a server i world editted the abyss inta so non-server members can run it for fun and profit (more data for me) :) on that note ive been slowly infecting the rat gang server cause my friend’s in there alot n another friend of mine’s a mod so peeps in there’ve been runnin it lately :) shout out ta TalonMC for lettin me subject him ta the Horrors literally our first conversation, onea my more fun first impressions i’d say

In regards to lore the abyss is a parasitic entity that infects anyone who gets stuck in there n slowly compells them ta go build their own lmao. note that ive only called the second abyss the Second one and not Abyss 2, because its technically just The Abyss as well cause theres many of them i just made it second wowjdkenejd (a real example of this is Wolff gettin obsessed w/ the abyss n then goin n buildin his own build called the Tower :) very excited bout that) The Abyss has a weird like fucked up warlock bond w/ my goddess oc The Overseer :D Her design’s vaugely based off my irl friend @hotcollectionoftubs cause her creation The Hole on a creative world her n some other friends of mine are on was onea the main insperations for certain aspects of the abyss’ lore :D mainly the teal in the colour palette and the whole ‘the [hole/abyss] provides’ thing.

(my reference images for her and 3rd pic's art i commissioned from the Lovely @opuntie):

my darkwoods chara, Snake, is a whole nother bag entirely (basic gist is they’re a dimension traveler not by choice and darkwoods is the 3rd world theyve been in, their deal’s worth a whole post of its own lmao) i built the first abyss entirely unrelated ta my chara just as like, fun weird build ta torment my friends w/o yaknow? but then as i was buildin the 2nd one i was like hmmmmmm. alotta things could make sense if i made this one built by Snake. so their retirement arc on darkwoods turned inta even MORE trauma! wahoo! poor guy deserves a break,,, (he will not be getting one).

(pre abyss + post abyss. i gotta properly draw pre-darkwoods Snake at some point but this dudes changed Alot ill say that lmao. both crops from bigger pieces on my art blog @fluxydrawings)

Anyway thats basically it! ive got more details and things locked in my brain ill probably remember in like 2 days after postin this so theres a chance ill reblog this w/ extra shit later lmao, sides that tho the abyss is my babygirl n thank yall for showin interest ^_^

Memes n shit to end us off:

#Inbox #darkwoods smp #the abyss #t3rm1nus #anonymous #not puttin this under a read more. look upon my creation boy.#ive been writing this post for like. 2 days kjawekjrkwekj its like 1.1k words or some shit #i have So many thoughts bout the abyss at all times #also too lazy ta add ta the post more but im workin on a Secret Third Thing called The Coil that isnt an abyss but it IS the like. spiritua #l successor #the goddess of the coil is the Overseer's ex wife <3 for fun <3 #i should rlly like. add up the average time for the abyss cause theres a Lotta variety #shout outs ta my bestie Kelly for gettin the 2nd quickest time and fellow darkwoods member Fuzzy for gettin the 2nd longest time akjwekjrkj #spain speaks

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I'm really sorry to barge into this whole Enid x Tara thing (love the baby btw). But I just want to propose a song for Wednesday from Enid pov, like, I think it works best for canon compliant. Dancing with the dead of Powerwolf. I don't know, you can put a fiery danse (maybe not a tango but you got me) on it, and like, it screams danger but the way you can't turn away from her. You know like, yeah if you're near her you have a higher chance to finish in a demon incantation but you cannot help being near. Also, kinda orchestral song fits Wednesday.

hey bud, dont be sorry for sending an ask that isnt similar to the current topic in the blog! totally find as long as its wenclair or smth discussed here before

but honestly, the song makes me think of a redo of the rave'n but wenclair

#wenclair #the lost tiger #song thoughts

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lichens-art · 3 months

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Some Life Series interpretation lore (Some people call them headcanons... BUT NOT I!)

Basically a list of what I'm going to draw everyone as + some disjointed thoughts about how the biology/geology/magic works because I am an autistic little FREAK

(Okay to rb, just not putting this in the main tag because I'm embarrassed.)

Species list (● = More Human looking - ■ = More Furry looking)

Grian - ● Wither Skeleton + Vulture (Vanilla + Semi-Vanilla) (^ Resembles a turkey vulture specifically, unadded mob) Scar - ■ Cat (Vanilla) (^ Specifically a Jellie Cat) Mumbo - ● Human/Player (Vanilla) (^ Worlds most normalcore dude ♡) Jimmy - ● Tiny Bird (Twilight Forest) (^ Gold Finch Variety) Joel - ■ Hedge Spider (Twilight Forest) (^ Spider Centaur btw) Scott - ● Guardian (Vanilla) (^ Head 'crystals' are guardian thorns) Impulse - ● Minotaur (Twilight Forest) (^ Long Horn Cow, Pansy Moobloom) Skizzle - ● Valkyrie (Aether) (^ Wings are small and unusable) Tango - ● Blaze (Vanilla) (^ Has blaze rods circling his head) Etho - ■ Leucistic Fox (Vanilla) (^ Has Dark Gray/Light Brown markings, 'Domesticated' Fox) Bdubs - ■ Glare (Semi-Vanilla) (^Acts akin to skulk, but with docile moss, Unadded mob) Cleo - ● Zombie (Vanilla) (^ Doesn't burn in daylight due to mutation) Martyn - ● Creeper + Cat (Vanilla) (^ Makes Creeper noises but cannot explode) Ren - ■ Wolf (Vanilla) (^ I am implementing "More Mob Varients" ♡) Lizzie - ■ Aerbunny (Aether) (^ She rides on Joel's shoulders, also ears blend into hair) BigB - ● Human/Player (Vanilla) (^ He's just some guy ♡) GeminiTay - ● Deer + Skeleton (Twilight Forest + Vanilla) (^ Themes of chronic wasting disease, has a skeletal arm) Pearl - ● Boar (Twilight Forest) (^ Think about it, everyone's like "oh a passive mob i don't gotta worry-" and then THEY DIE AND DIE AND DIEEEEEE)

In my interpretation there's more dimensions than just The End and Nether. There's also the Twilight Forest and The Aether because those two mods register as Vanilla+ in my mind. (Also stuff like Glares, Mooblooms, Copper Constructs, etc. are here too because I'm a salty jackass and this is MY silly thing ♡)

People in this are more or less furry-esque due to exposure to magic. Scar lived in a more magical environment than Martyn, so he's more cat-like instead of more humanoid.

"Undeads" are just their own thing and not actually dead! They have light sensitivity to the point of burning/melting due to the sun leeching their magical energy. Skeletons are very thin naturally and have a high metabolism and very good eyesight. Their eyes are sunken and black but their pupils reflect lots of light like a cat's would. Zombies are slower and have a symbiotic relationship with a bacteria that helps them survive on less food but makes them smell kinda gross. Wither skeletons are similar to normal skeletons but are much faster, taller, and more muscular. Though, their bones are much more brittle.

Planets/Dimensions Radiate magic from within themselves, and Stars burn away their own magic and neutralize it with their light. (Hence why undeads burn in sunlight) The farther you go underground the more magical the lifeforms are. The Nether and Twilight Forest are both underground dimensions due to their planets being closer to their stars. The End is a gas giant with magic infused islands of rock that float naturally, though it is close to its star it's atmosphere is so dense that it isn't effected very much. Btw the Nether is Venus. I know this in my heart ♡ (the other three are just random high-magic planets that linked to The Overworld) The Aether is also a gas giant but is more linked to The Overworld's magic, thus when you fall into the core you wind up in The Overworld's atmosphere. Bedrock is infused with so much magic that it isn't breakable by mortal lifeforms.

Humans do exist! Btw! I know I only have two but listen... I'm a furry. Humans generally are more effected by magic than anything else, hence why there are so many human-like people in my interpretation.

That's all I have for now lol, enjoy my ramble. ♡

#hyd.txt #Edit : I had to edit my post because tumblr fucking hates when I do anything. (It messed up my bolding and my hearts.)

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