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svt-interactions · 3 months
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Jennie and Mimi Tohmé at The Weeknd's birthday party
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The Final Act:
Cape Theif
Birth of the Lone Swordsman
The red cape was featured in two previous posts (links above) and is a reference to Meta Knight's original design. I highly suggest you read these two comics for context.
(This was supposed to be for Father's Day but life happened)
Spoilers (but not really, since the title of the story is "Kirby Becomes a Star Warrior")... yeah and this is how the story will end. So just encase I do go MIA one day (hopefully not) this is how the story will end.
The cape was originally Sir Arthur's which he had passed down to Meta Knight and he had given it to Kirby. This takes place on the day of Kirby's Knighting Ceremony (the day he becomes a Star Warrior), traditionally it was the ancients that gifted a Star Warrior their armor and knighted them.
But it was different for Meta Knight. For him, it was Sir Arthur who gave him his armor and cape, so Meta Knight did the same for Kirby. (And commissioned Prince Fluff's help to design Kirby's new cape...)
Kirby knew this (Star Warriors were allowed to have a few preferences in armor & what they wanted as their cloth) but he only had one. Kirby wanted Meta Knight's old cape... it was the only cloth that he wanted to use. He told Fluff to make sure he & Meta Knight used it to make his cape.
Even in his older years, Kirby remained kind & humble and never forgot his roots. He would rather hold something sentimental rather than something flashy and new. It was a tribute to both MK and Sir Arthur... The cape went through two generations of Star Warriors and thanks to Kirby it was going to go through a third. At this point, they're father and son. <3
By the end of the story, Kirby gets three titles; Starlight Prince, Protector of Dreams, and Son of Meta Knight.
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mr-styles · 8 months
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Aube Perrie is doing his best to keep things slimy and gross.
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Some excerpts from Aube Perrie's recent article with promonews.tv:
PROMONEWS/DK: I was going to say that you’ve had a busy year so far, but I guess that this run of work has been going longer than that…
AUBE PERRIE: I have a bad memory for these things, but it's been pretty continuous. And I guess it started around a year ago, when Harry's team, actually H’s creative director Molly Hawkins and Columbia’s SVP Bryan Younce reached out and we started to try to make something happen for the new album. That's when, among other things, I wrote Satellite and Sushi. Satellite was actually written first.
I mean, there were also a couple before that - it was a long process. Among many things, Molly Hawkins is a brilliant creative director. She’s very cautious about the work they put out there, and so is H, Bryan and this whole team. But I was very fortunate and spoiled enough for having them letting me explore on a couple tracks, being extremely open and supportive. The process spread on a whole year, but that was all to the benefit of pushing the creative, pushing the ideas, giving ourselves the opportunity to explore and use the time to make something that really feels right.
When Satellite was written, I think we all liked it, but it just stayed only as an idea, we kept exploring, maybe we weren’t going to do it. And then it came back like, months later - after Sushi. It was a busy year but giving lots of time to reflect, to develop.
What did they give you, to prompt your ideas apart from the music?
The briefs were very different. Satellite was completely open. For Sushi they actually mentioned just one thing: Harry wanted to be a fish. That was the brief.
And he went from a fish to sort of disgusting Tulu octopus - that's what I was aiming for. I guess I didn't want to make a classic mermaid figure. And we tried to make it as disgusting as possible. But somehow, I don't know, Harry is so handsome…
Yes. So it still ends up being quite glamorous...
Exactly. It's terrible! But we really did our best to really make this world very slimy and gross - I kept insisting on that, and we were lucky to have everyone very much on board to go for a world that felt sweaty and textured. The texture of the tail and the squid body part had fight scars, our brilliant prosthetic lead Chelsea Delfino added the ones that white sharks have, went for a skin marked with shells. We really tried to put some gross details in there.
I wanted to design a world and restaurant location as disgusting as possible, that had this very odd and long back story. My friend and producer Josh Sondock took me to this great location that was already pretty intense, it has this crazy backstory that has been untouched, an amazing kitchen to work with - and we made it ten times worse. Still, H’s beard is kind of hot...
Having said that it's glamorous, he's still a very convincing man-squid. How did you go about creating something that good, that really does look like it was captured in-camera? 
It was very much captured all in-camera. Time was challenging because we had very little time to build the tail, the prawn masks, in time to fit the schedule. H was in the middle of the craziest tour, to say the least. We presented two different options. Something more fishy - closer to the classic mermaid I guess, but still pretty gross and unsettling, more like a slimy eel– and the squid, which was more difficult to do, but got us very excited. And H, Molly, everyone went straight for the squid. So much fun.
Wow. Not much time to fit in a lot of narrative. Did you get a much of a chance to discuss with him beforehand what was going to happen?
H definitely kept an eye on everything and it was nice to have him excited and on board jumping into a huge slimy tail and catching fishes in-camera beforehand, so we knew the main challenge would be to make it through the days. But at least we were all super aware of the challenge and up for it including H.
A lot goes through Molly, but they're also very close, so if you're discussing with Molly, you're discussing with H eventually. But I guess there was not so much discussion, but more support, especially for Sushi. It was just very easy and supportive and went very smoothly. There was just a lot of trust. And we were all here to try getting something fantastic.
I think we were all very strongly convinced it was actually good to try going for what was not so much expected of him. And I think we all were very excited picturing a result that felt like it had the potential to be quite unique. Including H.
He's familiar with the film world, having done features, and I guess he's toying with his image in quite an interesting way. Obviously not all pop stars are prepared to do that.
More should - because…it’s fun. Take Sushi. The shot list was wild. We had one day with H. At some point, you have no time to always explain what you’re shooting all over the place with A & B cam, you just need to get on with it. I guess it was way more indie film than blockbuster. But H is blockbuster. So the day would be impossible without him being very much prepared to be on the same boat as everyone one else to get it, embracing it and having fun with it. There is just no other way.
But I’m so glad that’s who he is. Everyone saw that day he’s definitely amazing at doing that and getting it. He’s very much prepared indeed. And by focusing the energy on nothing but getting it, it allows space for fun. And more than anything, it was all a lot of fun. That’s how it should be.
You can read the whole article here!
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oh-valentine · 9 months
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Sanuso hand headcanons
-THEY LOVE HOLDING HANDS<33
-I mean Usopp isn’t big on pda so they often settled for handholding but now they love it. Like they just adore being able squeeze when the other needs it
-Usopp will grab Sanjis hand when he’s spooked or having a rough time and Sanji will give him a gentle squeeze of reinsurance.
-Sanji likes to grab Usopp wrist not only cause it’s easier on the height difference but he like to be able to check Usopps pulse, being able to feel that the other is alive.
-They are also cold hands vs warm hands duo TwT Sanji uses Usopp as a personal heater and WILL stick his hands up Usopp shirt to startle him
-Sanjis hands are long and skinny like the rest of him. his nails are rounded and well kept , he’ll put clear polish on them cause he likes that subtle femininity.
-Usopps hands are smaller and square he has wide flat nails that he keeps painted, typically green or some other dark shade and he has freckles <3
-Usopp “use to” pick at his nails when he was stressed and have horrible hangnails but Nami painted his nails once (for a price) and now he settles for picking the nail polish off.
-Usopp makes Sanji paint his nails now cause Nami charges too much and Sanjis better at it (the later is just an excuse, so he can hold hands and spend time with his boyfriend)
-These two are both incredibly busy with their hands all the time but they handle it in different ways
-Sanjis hands are always clean and he keeps really good care of them daily lotion, nail care, etc
- Ussop is the worst at keeping his hands nice, he always has grease or something sticky on him, he’s got tons of hand scars from just existing. It’s a miracle that he hasn’t got infected in one of the many cuts he has, chopper tries to make him wear bandaids, but Ussop always whines about how they hurt when he takes them off.
- My man has major calluses, on his fingertips and palms, and I mean he kinda has to have tough hands cause of his sling shot, but sanji always teases him about his tuff manly hands
Like they are literally this meme
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I love them so much
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deadsnothere · 1 year
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HE WAS AWAKE?!
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synopsis - Someone who's to stubborn finally asks for help but also gets a love confession in their "sleep"
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request - No
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Speak Ali! - This was full impulse don't expect anymore out of me- (do expect more out of me) Unless i feel like it. But I might not- Who knows honestly. Please send in request!! I am only accepting Lockwood right now, sorry :(
HE WAS AWAKE?! Pt.2
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Lockwood barley asks for help,
And we all know it. He's an idiot who thinks he can do everything alone, no matter what. Me, George, And Lucy are always his anchors, we keep him from doing the stupidest shit, even if that means distracting him in less than ideal ways. Like aggressive flirting, just to let Lucy steal a case file. But we still get it done.
So when Anthony Lockwood himself knocked on my door at 2 in the morning with the most exhausted look on his face, let's just say I was more than concerned.
I was changing out of my ‘work’ shirt to put on an undershirt to fall asleep in. I'd been working on a new flare design all night and the shirt I was originally going to go to bed in had ash and grease all over it. when I heard a knock on the door. There he was my roommate, Employer, and “crush”, Anthony Lockwood. “Ant, what's up?- It's 2:36 in the morning, I was about to get in bed-”
His face screamed tired, his eye bags were deeper than normal and his hands were playing with the seam of his pajama pants pocket, like he does when he's nervous.
“I-” He whispered as if he was hesitant to ask in the first place. ”I can't sleep and I always sleep best when- You're in my room…just-” The way he rubbed the back of his neck, looking down at the ground, told me he was embarrassed. “Can I just sleep in here tonight…?” Anthony looked almost as if he regretted asking, like he should've just walked away instead of knocking on the door; Which he now stood in front of, wide open.
I nodded along with his words, moving away from my door and walking to my bed. “Just close the door after you come in, sleeping with it open-” He finished the sentence with me, already knowing what I was going to say. “-‘gives me anxiety’ I know Ali.”
When he walked into the room slowly, he was looking around at the posters and metal creations that hung from the walls and ceiling. There were things like metal dragons, butterflies with dazzling colors, Firefly's with handcrafted wings and many more insects and mystical creatures. “After we complete big cases I make a little statue and I hang it around the room…It's like reminding myself how far I’ve come.” His eyes landed on me next, I was already sitting on the bed, smiling at him warmly, my eyes closed, head leaned back from exhaustion.
“Come on Ant.” I patted next to me, laying down on my back moving closer to the wall so he had room to lay down to.
His posture says he's confident, like he's not afraid to make a wrong move. But his eyes are different. They look so hesitant, so terrified of how this could look to other people.
After a case went bad yesterday, Barnes called me Anthony's lover. He's been on edge since then, Maybe it hurt a bit when he got so defensive over the fact that I was in fact not his lover. It already hurts when I know he's just a flirty person to get what he wants, that when he flirts with me it doesn't mean I'm special. Now this? At least I know he doesn't like me back, before I went and tried to ask him on a date or something.
I faced towards the wall when he climbed into the bed, pulling the soft blanket over us both. Our routine moved like it did when I went into his room to sleep. His arm hooked under my body and pulled me into his chest, which felt cool with the silk pajama shirt he had on at the moment. Our legs tangled together, his face was pressed into the nape of my neck, and our breathing matched almost perfectly. This felt so normal, so nonchalant. But this is Lockwood we're talking about! He wouldn't do this with just anyone! Would he?
Ok, no he wouldn't- But he just trusts me! We’ve been friends for years, of course he trusts me. It's obvious I’m just a friend to him, and yes maybe it's not a friend thing to cuddle up to your friend while you press your face into their neck…like I said he just trusts me! It's a simple platonic thing to do when you go to a friend you trust for help sleeping!
But it would be so nice if he didn't mean it in a friendly way..For him to hold my hand, and laugh and walk with me to go on a date, Or maybe to cook dinner for our kids or babysitting…That sounds like heaven, an unrealistic heaven. But to be fair I do already basically babysit, but it's always me and George babysitting, not me and lockwood, mainly because we're babysitting him and Lucy during cases but still I can dream.
I turned my head around just enough to see his face, eyes closed, breathing soft, and nose pushed against my neck still. I tried to turn just enough to not wake him up but also be able to see him. I'm really hoping I didn't wake him up, or that he was really asleep, because this next part would be embarrassing if I did.
I placed a hand on his face, kissing the top of his head and running my hand through his hair. “I Love You, Anthony Lockwood. You stupid self-sacrificing idiot.” I turned around all the way and moved up a bit, his face laid on my chest, and my arms wrapped around his head holding him close.
Finally comfortable enough to fall asleep. It's been so long since I got a good sleep in my own bed, maybe the feeling of his hands on my back, pushing me closer to him, really did help me sleep, Maybe it made me feel protected, like I can be vulnerable again, like i'm safe in his ar- “Did you just call me a self-sacrificing idiot?-” SHIT-
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thank you for reading to the end of this shit :D i can't promise a part two but hey i'll try.
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jatcv · 4 months
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Anyone wants to cuddle me?
I’m tiny…. ❤️🥲😅
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HEY SO. random question.
Does anyone have any Mu Qing ships that don't involve Feng Xin, Xie Lian or Hua Cheng.
No particular reason at all. Definitely not for an AU.
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sethvault · 6 months
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artiststarme · 1 year
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Robin has a nut allergy
Just a little snippet of Robin being allergic to nuts with some Steddie on the side. I hope you guys like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments!
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It’s a well known fact within the Party that Robin is allergic to nuts. Whether it be because of genetics or her lesbianism that had her allergic to even being in the vicinity of nuts, male or otherwise, she was deathly allergic. And ever since an incident involving carrot cake, walnuts, and an ambulance ride to the ER, everyone knew it. 
She didn’t have an Epipen herself (they were too expensive and she’d rather die before spending $600 on something that might save her life) but Hopper now had three of them on his person at any given time. And Steve had stolen one of his emergency pens to put in the Beemer in case of emergencies. 
Either way, it had been a long time since she’s needed one and a long time since she had any sort of allergic reaction. Robin felt secure with her friends. With them, she didn’t have to check all of the ingredients on food containers or worry about one of them trying to murder her with concealed tree nuts, unlike her parents. Or so she thought. 
Because when she stepped into the Hopper-Byers’ house one afternoon on what was supposed to be her introduction to her first DnD campaign, her throat swelled shut. Within seconds she was choking, her face turning red and her eyes watering. She couldn’t breathe. 
She clawed at her throat in an effort to get air in. She vaguely felt Steve pulling her out of the doorway of his house and distantly heard him yelling at Eddie to grab something from his glove box. Meanwhile, Robin was panicking. She couldn’t get enough air in and her muscles were starting to weaken. She could feel her body fighting itself as it responded to the airborne molecules of nuts in the air. 
Her vision was tunneling and her breaths were labored by the time she felt a sharp stab in her right thigh. Immediately, the swelling in her throat started to lessen and her vision began to clear. Her chest heaved for the air it was deprived of and her ears tuned back into her surroundings. 
“C’mon Eddie, help me pick her up. We have to get her to the hospital. Let’s go!”
“Hey Stevie, calm down. She’s fine now. We’ll get her to the hospital and she’ll be okay. I’ll drive, you just hold onto Robin.”
“What even happened? She was having an allergic reaction?” She thinks that was Jonathan but she couldn’t be sure with her eyes still closed. 
“She’s allergic to nuts. Especially pecans and walnuts,” that darling voice was Will’s. She’s recognize his soft tone anywhere. 
“Oh my god! I was making pecan pie, I forgot! I feel horrible!” That was Joyce, no one else could sound so hysteric. 
The rest of the conversation escaped her as Steve and Eddie set her in the Beemer and took off towards the hospital. She nodded off in Steve’s arms in the back of the car and Eddie drive like a bat out of hell to get her help. 
When she woke up, she was resting on a hospital bed with IVs in her hands and a blanket pulled up to her chest. Night had fallen and Steve and Eddie were still by her bedside, curled up on a single chair with their limbs wrapped around each other. 
Knowing she was safe in the presence of her best friends, she let her eyes slip closed and went back to sleep. There would be apologies made in the morning and hysterical promises made but for now, she would rest in the presence of her capital P platonic soulmate and his boyfriend, her other best friend. Everything else could be dealt with later.
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dreamupdates · 1 year
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Technodad mentioned dream in his reddit post !
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svt-interactions · 4 months
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Lisa at the SHINee World Tour VI in Singapore
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leonsliga · 3 months
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I was tagged by the wonderful @mountinez…muito obrigada Nikka! I love you lots 💜
Help decorate my tree, if ya like 💚❤️
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I love you all and your blogs sm! Thanks for an amazing year and for making tumblr such a beautiful place :) (that goes for everyone as well; not just those I tagged)
If you don't celebrate or are not comfy with this, please feel free to ignore. There’s no pressure here 💖 ily either way!
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prowlerverse · 1 month
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PROJECT: DISSEMBLE
(part I, pilot.)
Growing up, you, well, grew up in a orphanage, Playcare, to be exact. Playcare was a.. underground orphanage? It wasn't all bad though. There were teachers, kids, and a group — or band of critters people would famously call, the Smiling Critters.
The smiling critters had 8 members, Kickin Chicken, Hoppy Hopscotch, Bobby Bearhug, Picky Piggy, BubbaBubbaphant,Catnap, Dogday, and CraftyCorn.
They mostly took care of the children, made sure they were in place, played with them, helped them read, write, and understand in general.
But you,
You came in late.
About 2 years after everyone had gotten settled in, you joined the orphanage. You had been dropped off at a nearby orphanage that closed down due to a weird person there, it sucked but it is what it is.
That's what led you to your current situation, sitting on a bench, watching the critters and the children screech and scream and play.
Except for two, of course. as Bubba was in the schoolhouse studying maths with kids who couldn't quite grip the concept, and another.. strange critter.
Catnap.
He usually never came down from his house, he'd just.. stay up there and watch the children.
"Never much of a talker.", You overheard one of the kids say once, and it was true ; If he did talk, it scared away kids. So he just watched instead, which in your opinion was worse because his stare was eerily.
You didn't exactly have straight-forward conversations with him, but sleeping under his care meant that you saw him every night. sometimes, his red smoke didn't work on kids that were different and had extreme trouble sleeping. You, sadly were one of those kids, so most nights would lead to you and Catnap silently staring at each other before you gave up and turned the other way for the rest of the night.
Honestly, sometimes you thought the world hated you, to not be able to sleep and under Catnap's care? It could've been any of the other critters, like, any!
Eventually, you couldn't keep to yourself anymore. The employees, or, what they make you call them, Workers, forced you to interact with others and the critters.
It didn't work out well. Everytime you tried to approach a critter you'd freeze up and run back to where it was save. You thought you would just.. be to yourself until you turned 18 and they forced you out or hired you.
Until someone came to adopt you.
It was a single mother, actually. Or so you thought. She introduced herself as Navia, but she insisted on you calling her mom, which you of course, did after awhile.
You weren't exactly saddened by leaving, you hadn't had much time to bond with anyone so it wasn't bad departing.
It was hard going back.
Navia ended up finding out she wasn't right for kids and sadly returned you to the orphanage. For most of your time back, people gave you weird stares.
What a nice start on making friends, huh?
That's when you decided, it's better to take it step by step, get to know every critter. Even if you didn't like them that much. That's what led you sheepishly walking into Bubba's study room late at night. Catnap just.. watched you go. Which was scary but.. you quickly dashed away from his designated area.
Bubba turned towards you and his brows furrowed. "And what's a little one like you doing up at this hour?" Bubba joked as you approached him. "I— wanted to talk to you." You started to fumble with your fingers and hands. Bubba "Oh? Struggling with schoolwork?" It wasn't a insult ; Not at all, but you took it as one. You weren't failing.
"No." You shook your head. "I um — recently came back. I wanted to get to know the critters better since I won't be leaving anytime soon." He nodded, understanding. "I'm sorry about that," he shut his eyes before giving you a smile that could light up the sky. If it was real, that is. He gestured for you to take a seat. "What do you do here?" You looked around the room at the neatly placed papers and not-so-confusing maths. "Usually, kids find it boring. But I love maths. I help kids after school to help them understand and be on the same page as everyone else. Haven't seen you before though, you must be pretty good!" He gave you a pat on the head, which your eyebrow twitched at. "That's cool. I'm not the biggest fan of math but it's tolerable." He nodded along. "I'm more into science and art. Science because of plants, environment, that stuff. I like art because it can create anything. And I love abstract art. It's really cool." He smiled at you. "You're interesting. Usually, kids are silent around me. Your different. A change of pace."
You smiled at his compliment before hearing the door open and you snap your head around. There you see Catnap standing at the door with those.. pitch black eyes with a single dot in each one. It sent a shiver up your spine. "Kitty? This one yours?" Bubba asked, gesturing to you. "..." Catnap remained silent, giving Bubba a hint. Bubba turned to you and you turned to him. "Well then, how about you stop by here tomorrow? Rest up, kay?" You slowly nodded before he turned back to Catnap. "All yours. Goodnight." And just like that, Catnap had wrapped his tail around you and you were going back to his designated area. You wanted to talk to bubba more but that could get him in trouble.
But why did Catnap let you leave in the first place ? Was he curious on your whereabouts?
Catnap wasn't looking at you the whole ride back, or atleast — most of the time back. Every now and then he'd take small glances at you for some reason and you looked away. When he turned his head back, you'd turn back to see his chin. You questioned why he didn't just throw you on his back.
Soon, he got back to his area and climbed up the tower, not roughly, but gently placing you back where your bed was, and this time, he sat right by it. "Sleep." You had perked up at that. You never heard his voice before and it was.. demonic. You understood why he didn't talk, but it was worth a shot to keep it going. "Why didn't you stop me from leaving?" You whispered. You didn't want to wake up someone else, if he hadn't already. Instead of answering, Catnap ignored you. He tapped the floor a few times before laying down and shutting his eyes. He was going to sleep. Right next to your bed.
You gave up on conversation with him for the night. Instead, you tried to sleep like always.
And this time, it worked.
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The next day, when you woke up everyone was already outside playing. You had forgot it was a off day but.. That's not what you were happy about.
You slept.
You actually slept and it felt good.
You slowly sat up, feeling a bit weightless, before slipping out of bed. You had slept in your day clothes which was a bit lazy but you hadn't expected to actually sleep last night. While your were putting your converse on you had wondered — Did Catnap make you sleep last night? Just because of five letters? A single word?
You stepped outside and the somewhat light from the sky hit you. You immediately heard children playing and then remembered that Bubba said he would talk to you tomorrow, which is now, but he was probably busy since he wasn't outside.
So you went to a different critter.
You noticed a red bear to the far corner sending some kids off, she sighed before looking at her paws, and then noticed you walking up. A smile started to spread across her face. "Hello!" Bobby waves frantically to you and you waved back. "Hi," You nervously started. "I'm.. (Name). Could we be uhm.." you scratched your wrist. "Friends?" Bobby smiled at your request. "Of course!" Bobby gushed, as she pulled you in for a bearhug which you winced at. She really lives up to her name. "I'm bobby, but you probably already knew that!" She let go of you, explaining. You nodded, agreeing that you did.
You and Bobby talked for a bit. You figured out that she really loved everyone here and cared for everyone, and now that you approached her, you'd get all her love too. That made you feel warm. Comfy, almost. When the conversation was coming to an end, you asked Bobby who you should talk to next.
"Ohh. Youve already talked to Bubba right? Then I'd say... Dogday or Picky! Picky would love you." She rambled off. You listened to her closely. Dogday huh.. You followed her sight to Dogday and just looking at him made you nervous. He seemed like a.. hyper untamed dog to you. He had big floppy ears and different colored patches on his body. Vitiligo you think it was called. He was a vibrant orange mostly and a sun charm hung around its neck. It brought your attention back to Bobby's neck and she had a heart charm. You assumed all the critters had one. You didn't exactly notice one on Catnap though.
Bobby insisted you went to talk to him and you did, after kids walked away from him of course. Dogday didn't notice you came up to him, which caused him to turn the other way quickly and wack you with his tail. The fur kinda made it better, but the tail in general hurt. It sent you back on the floor and Dogday quickly turned around and gasped.
"Holy — I'm so sorry!" Dogday whined. He sat by you and tried to nudge you up. "Are you okay? I'm sosososooo sorry! I wasn't watching my tail — that's completely my fault. Are you — Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the nurse office? Do you —" He quickly shut himself up when he realized his rambling wasn't helping you get any better, and took it so himself to instead pick you up with his paws. "I'm - I'm fine, Dogday. You can't put me down."
He whined again, guilty. "Are you sure? No ouchies? No.. anything?" He let you slide off his back by his tail and you nodded. "I'm fine. Thanks.. uh.. Dogday." You were right. Dogday is hyper. He smiled at you. "Well then.. Wanna play?!" His ears and tail began to wag. You wanted to say no but.. how could you say no to a face such like that? "Sure.. Um.. what do you wanna pla-" "Fetch!" Now you get it. He wants you to play with him. It's just throwing a ball anyways, right? He gently gave you a blue ball before running off to get a head start. You couldn't exactly throw it far but it was far enough for him. As you both played more, some kids decided to join in, and before you knew it, there was a line to throw the ball for Dogday. Now, your question is..
How the hell did you get to the back?!
You sighed. It would take forever to get to the front! That led you to storming off.
You weren't quite in the mood to play or talk to anyone anymore, so you decided to try and sit with Catnap. He was on his roof so you'd have to climb up back. He'd definitely stop you if he saw you.
You got up, a few scrapes and scratches on your joints but you made it up. You didn't want to scare Catnap, so you cleared your throat to make your appearance known. His head snapped to you before he started to examine you, then turned around to watch the kids.
You sat by him and just.. stayed silent. Before he broke it.
"Are you okay?" He spoke. His voice was raspy and it sounded no where near kind. But his words were. And it made you happy. You nodded. "Yes. I'm okay." You didn't want him to stop. So you waited. And your glad you did. "Good. You're.. Good." Catnap paused. "I saw you got hit by his tail." Catnap referenced to the orange hyper dog. "Uh, yea. I didn't get hurt though." He shook his head, and you made a 'hmm?' Sound. "Scratches. Everywhere." He pawed at your shirt. "Oh — I'm fi—" Before you could finish, Catnap had you on his back and jumped off the roof. He made his way to the school and you groaned, cheeks flushing at all the kids and critters watching you both. "Catnap, I don't need it!" You pouted, kicking your legs. Catnap paid no mind to your tantrum. He instead lowered his head to get inside the school. "Your hurt." He murmured. "But it's not big scratches!" You argued. "Big or small. They are visible. A kid like you shouldn't be hurt." You stayed silent. "It wasn't Dogday.. I.. I hurt myself climbing up to you." He hummed. You made it to the nurses office and saw Miss Lursey. She was the Playcare's Nurse. If the injury was really bad, they would got to the Workers.
Catnap explained the situation to Ms Lursey and she gently took you off his back and carried you to the bed. "You'll be fine. They are long but shallow. Just broke the first layer of skin, if that comforts you." It didn't, because you didn't quite understand what she meant, but you awkwardly smiled. You noticed Catnap hadn't left. He had took a place next to the bed. Just like he did last night. Ms Lursey patched you up and said you were free to go. This time, you declined getting on Catnap's back. But you insisted on letting him walk you out.
It has been a few hours of scolding and patching up so it was dark and the school was dark. And it felt.. eerily and like you were getting deja vu but in the backwards order.. like you had been here before and you would be far, far in the future when you weren't supposed to. It was creepy. When you saw how dark outside was, you begged to get on Catnap's back, which he frowned at ; He just offered that to you!
Even still, he let you on and walked back to his designated area. His section must've been worried sick about him. And perhaps you. Or they were just curious. But they were asleep. Which made it better for you. You slipped into the bathroom to change this time, which you never did, and it felt nice. Your pajamas had half moons and suns on it, which reminded you of Dogday's charm. Which reminded you to look at Catnap's neck. His was a half moon. 'What a coincidence.' You thought as you slipped into bed. Just like last night, Catnap had taken a place next to your bed to lay down. "Goodnight, Catnap." You said, not expecting a answer until you heard a rumble.
"Goodnight."
You also slept that night.
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end: I might NOT make it out of the trenches with this one‼️(also masterlist coming out soon.)
disc ; I'm so nervous to post this this is LITERALLY my first EVER post on tumblr.
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I have to say that this is @yukinohananana017 fault for commenting and saying this one line
“He tried his best but it wasn't enough to change anything meaningful, as well as the fact that Fate was locked in and his hands were tied”
your fault, I love you for this and hate your (affectionately) for giving me brain rot
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Going for the Ghost King Danny idea, Danny is the ruler of all things that are both dead and are either born/created in the Infinite Realms from not only his dimension but from every dimension. His is the king of all things dead and the passageways and crossroads of ghost or entities that live in the Realms from crossing other dimension and such. 
Danny is not the person who sees the future of those dying nor does his cause it, he only gains his people once they are truly dead or are an entity that is created/born of from death.
What I’m trying to get at is that he is the living embodiment of Death as he is Death himself, similarly how Clockwork is the embodiment of Time itself. Other entities such as Life, Space, Fate and Universes are that of the same level of power of both beings as they rule or have control of their domain of their names.
For example, people that have power over death, such as necromancy or supernatural people, are a shared custody with both Life and Death (Danny) since they are living beings to willingly choose to use death as their means of power
Custody with people that are revived, those that fully die and go back to living are people that Life and Death (Danny) both fight for as, unlike those that borrow Death’s power, they actively became his subjects/people when they died and then went back to life. Those custody battles are always a struggle (and Life likes to pull the halfa card a lot on Death as its within their rights to order Death to certain terms and conditions (unfortunately this is also a double swords as because Death still is living, Life likes to make it so that Death is spoiled for his last living years before he truly becomes dead (or unless his becomes immortal in his human form but that’s a whole other idea)))
(Arguing for Batfam rights like: “Why can’t I have them???” “Because they aren’t dead!” But they did die, almost all of them died!!!!” “THEY REVIVED!” “THEY DIED MORE THEN A MONTH!!!!” “THAT WAS ONLY TWO OF THEM AND YOU KNOW IT!!!!!”)
Same as with Fate, Death can’t choose his subjects, nor can he tell or influences when someone dies, however, Fate is never set in stone because Time can always change, and bend and Fate can’t do anything against Time if Time chooses to change its course so Fate can’t do anything to Death if he has Time to help prevent some people from dying. Although both work together when it comes to reviving people because its not their time to die yet. 
(Jason, no more need to be said. “Your doing what now?” “A revival.” “And you need me why???” “I can always ask Life-” “Fuck no. I get custody rights.”)
Death and Space also have an easy relationship as Space always shifts the Infinite Realms to fit Death’s people and to travel to other dimensions whenever Death wishes. They are always at peace with one another unless Fate or Time tells Space to not let Death go to certain places at certain times. 
(Summoning circles are Space messing with Death to get pulled form one dimension to another.)
(Lazares pits are cracks in Space that Spaces leaves for Death to use)
Universe on the other hand is more powerful than all other embodiments and doesn’t make contact with those embodiments when they feel like it. The  Universe is more powerful than Time and Fate, shifts Space and goes beyond the rules of Life and Death. They are more powerful than all. 
However, they all live and work in a harmonic system that work so well with one another.
(Or me brain rotting over that one capital letter “F” and running many ideas how Danny is truly Death itself and then Clockwork is added to the mix before Fate is added and my mind is brunning)
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