Oh My Gods I Love This And Want More.

How to unintentionally be helpful by being a biologist.

I sometimes like to imagine that where Ren chews on Scar's tail small mushrooms have started to grow. Whether they'd be painful or not I'm not sure of.

And, to all the Anons trying to get to Mother, the Sporelings, and Doc. Leave them a l o n e. They want nothing to do with you. Imma start whacking people with an umbrella every time they try to get to them.

Jakajs its ok, i dont mind the asks haha

Rip scar's tail

Underfell Sans is ready to give you a bad time.

I completely agree with this, and it is't just a thing in the LMK universe. It was also somewhat of a thing in the original Journey to the West.

Wukong always worked to deal with a problem in a way to make sure it would not cause more problems to himself, his group, or the wider world in the future. Problem though? Others didn't like the way Wukong dealt with things or just pain undervalued Wukong and wanted to shove him in a corner out of the way.

(I'll be using OSP as a show of this)

First off Wukong was actually not trying to cause the wider world problems in the beginning, he was a new born creature that caused an oops because hey he was a new born and then became leader of his (her? I ask this because I've heard the type of monkey used as the basis for the monkeys of Wukong's home have a matriarchy) tribe. And after having an existential crisis (which you have to admit everyone has!) Wukong decided to go out into the world to make himself stronger, introduce himself, and Including getting immortality. Yes he is a show off, but what person doesn't't somewhat want to show of their powers in someway! Then for some reason people start messing with his tribe! Of course the guy is going to deal with the people messing with his tribe! And instead of just stopping the immediate problem wukong does 2 things, preps his people for the future by teaching them to fight and preps himself for the future by getting proper armor and weapons. Also, the dragons offer Wukong weapons when he goes to him. The problem was none of them fit his style of fighting and he eventually chose a polar because that fit his fighting style the best. The Dragon's we're only scared of Wukong after Wukong proved to be stronger then them. And they offer him things to get them on his good side and out of their property. And then he accidently scares other Damon's with his powers in his excitement. To which makes them want to get on Wukong's good side. Wukong properly planed for future problems in this case and unintentionally showed the demons why they should be scared of him.

Then what happens? The bloody Diern decides Wukongs immortality doesn't count basically and tries to steal him away to death. Can you blame the guy for fighting them and basically erasing himself from their book when that should of already been done? Erasing his people came as apart of his punishment to the Diern for messing with him when he we doing nothing wrong.

He only became a "problem" to heaven for 3 reasons (one of which comes later). Messing up the Diern (for a very good reason), unintentionally messing with the gods, and deciding to call himself "the great sage equal to heaven". So what do they do? They try and control what could be called a force of nature or carma. They do so by placing him in one position that is a waste of his talents (being a stable master), is of extremely low rank, and would clearly leave him board and unsatisfied long term. To which he retaliated, because he wanted a position befiting of his skill and calls himself the great sage equal to heaven to show them he is their equal. The gods in heaven could have taken it as a joke or reversed it to say Wukong though of them as his equals, in other words as strong fighters and rulers. But no, they thought of it as an insult to them and lead to many a fight! The second position they put him in, while more befiting, had a major problem. One you are leaving the monkey alone with their food source. Of course he was going to eat them! Wukong would be right to be mad. Plus the guy doesn't know anything about how heaven works so of course he is going to unintentionally mess up it's flow! It is't like they explained anything to him! And they did not even invite him to the festival! Maybe they had done so they could have kept an eye on him and kept him from causing more trouble!

And once he realizes, he goofed? He left heaven not to cause more trouble, because he knows he is impulsive enough to generate more. What to they do when they know Wukong caused the problem and is strong enough to beat up their people and cause havoc? They bloody go after him! Provoking Wukong into a fighting rage! If they had left it alone Wukong would have probably stayed out of the way!

Another thing that people seem to forget was that Sun Wukong wasn't the main character of the Journy to the West, or at least he wasn't meant to be. Tripitaka was meant to be the main character. Yet somehow the book always follows the Monkey kings antics.

"every major baddie problem in the lmk universe is caused by SWK not dealing with his shit properly"

expect he dealt with all the shit and i'm tired of people ignoring it to paint him as an ignorant, uncaring bastard.

(very very minor s4 spoilers, so the cut)

Demon Bull King? Got his ass whooped and was sealed away for however long years it took for an entire ass megapolis to be built literally on top of him, causing absolutely no trouble to anyone whatsoever. Oh, and what sealed DBK? The staff. And if you'd care to know SWK outside of the LEGOverse, you'd realize how strong was SWK's resolve to seal DBK - keep him relatively safe, one might say - by using his trusty staff. The guy would literally die seven times over than let go of this thing.

Also people like, ignore the fact that canonically SWK stuck around the area (for the most part to stalk MK, but still), so he was literally there to deal with the DBK family if something went southwards? He didn't, because MK was able to hold the staff and the legend of the Monkie Kid then began.

(also zero antagonistic feelings towards DBK from SWK, like, whatsoever. i bet the dude actually wanted DBK to be free, cuz he felt bad abt it)

Macaque? In a morally gray manner, still very dealt with. SWK killed the dude. He was literally as dealt with as it can be. Or what, should SWK have predicted that after thousand upon thousand of years later a spirit (he dealt with too) would pull Mac out of Diyu? Yeah, I'd like to see that thought process.

SWK isn't omnipotent, he isn't even that far-thinking. Never was, actually. So holding that against him is like, very stupid. Especially because you don't do it to any other character in the show. 

Spider Queen? Wouldja look at that, also pretty much dealt with. We don't really know how exactly, but we know that she lost literally every ounce of power she had and had to resort to living in the sewers, prolly never to cause troubles ever again because, well, we never even heard of her until the special. SQ was pulled onto the scene by the Lady Bone Demon.

Which is, again, something SWK couldn't predict even if he tried.

And now into the fun part.

Lady Bone Demon? Was sealed away by Tripitaka and also didn't cause any trouble until DBK decided to use this freaky coffin he knew literally zero things about for his plans.

"But he should've killed LBD!!!"

He tried. Believe him he tried. This decision just wasn't his, and if you hold it against him and not Tripitaka, shame on you.

"He should have told the crew about LBD!"

He really couldn't have.

And people thinking that are blatantly ignoring SWK's character. Not that obnoxious fan favorite uncaring bastard one.

SWK deals with things on his own. That is just how he is, how he always was and he never learned to do it the other way around. If that's a fight, he'll do it, because he's damn strong. If it's to scout the mountain, he'll do it, because Bajie is a lazy ass motherfucker. If it's to find food for Trip, he'll do it, cuz he's fast and his eyes are awesome.

Same applies here.

LBD? Tried to kill her and Trip didn't let me -> Basically I didn't do the job right -> WTF I always do my job right, I am Sun Wukong hello???

It was, dare I say, a question to his pride, and SWK will forever be prideful. And when he acts on his pride, he does it with style and flare, in the most stupid way possible.

Hence all of the s2 off-screen investigation arc.

"Well, he should've told about the Samadhi rings!"

It would've endangered Mei, questioned his at this point in time very shaky authority and ability to handle shit, and prolly would've fucked Mei up a very whole lot.

You don't go and say to a person that they are a part of the most dangerous seal in the world and could die and destroy everything they love because you fucked up long time ago (again, very much jabbing at his mentality of 'Sun Wukong can do no bad job, and if he does he'll better fucking die trying to make it right').

Was his plan a shitty one? Obviously. Like, no question asked, it was a shit show of a plan. Very in character, though (SWK handles all the shit because he thinks he can).

And this little character arc of SWK not learning a damn thing results in him, oh golly you would not believe it, running off to do things on his own because he thinks he can handle it, because he's THE Sun Wukong who already handled this in the past.

Who woulda thought.

MINOR S4 SPOILERS HERE

And the new addition to the baddie group, Azure Lion. Won't be addressing all 'SWK is a betraying bitch' because the show refuses to give us SWK's perspective and I hate it.

But you already know what I will say, because you know the truth. He was dealt with. Got his ass whooped and sealed away in the inky scroll. To be pulled back onto the scene by a third party that Wukong literally couldn't have known about.

See a pattern?

SWK deals with the shit, some unknown variable meddles in it, suddenly SWK is an incapable asshole who left the problems for the poor lmk crew to deal with.

Wukong did his job. Someone fucked him over by undoing his job. He tried to deal with it again the only way he knows how, but the solo play doesn't fly anymore, so he made it kinda worse.

He's not an unbearable, incapable asshole because of it.

And I'm tired of people not seeing this.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk, I am Sun Wukong Apologist till the day I die.

Have a nice day!

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Radiostatic Fic Recs Part 3!

Hello everyone! I'm back again with a third installment in fics that I believe are great reads! A quick reminder as always, read the tags and if you don't like something, just tab out! The previous parts can be found here. Part 1 | Part 2

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Sound Effect!

This is a silly little crackfic by the beloved ohdeercoffee! It features proto Vox who has been cursed to be a silent film where all his speech is shown as title cards. This leads to a misunderstanding between him and Alastor, but everyone walks away pleased with the aftermath.

Wallow

This series is heartbreaking. It had me shedding real tears as I read it. Alastor and Vox reckoning with the aftermath of their falling out and the mistakes they made that have cost each other everything.

Oh, I'm gonna be wounded/Oh, you're gonna be my wound

Alastor spends an evening devouring Vox as he watches through his cameras. They end up talking about some things afterwards.

Questionable Attachment

Alastor goes to Vee Tower to mess with Vox because he's bored. They end up kissing and Alastor finds himself consumed with the thought of kissing Vox again.

a glass full of love

Alastor accidentally gets dosed with love potion and falls madly in love with Vox. Vox is milking it for everything he can get.

Playing the Victim

As always, I am a sucker for lykomancer's stories and this one is no different. Vox captures Alastor and implants various hypnotic codes in his psyche before fucking him.

Unsurpassable skills in espionage

Vox manages to collect dirt on the hotel that could ruin them, Alastor is tasked with retrieving said dirt because he's so well versed in subterfuge, and not, as Angel claims, because Vox wants to fuck him.

Two for the Show

This fic was so good! There's something about ohdeercoffee's smut that is just absolutely delectable. Alastor has a little game he plays each time he goes into rut. He goes to bars and flirts with sinners only to blue ball them the second they leave the bar. This time Alastor spots a peculiar looking sinner with a box for a head and decides he will be his next victim.

(Temporary) Truce

Alastor is going through heat after seven years away from Hell. Vox notices the signs and steps in to help.

The Trials and Tribulations of Alastor's Cursed Pussy

As you can imagine from the title, this series deals with Alastor going through estrus and the various points in their relationship that Vox has helped Alastor through it. This series is in turn sexy, funny, and heart wrenching.

Haven

This fic is so sad but so wonderful. Alastor is so desperately worried for his friend and it provides a wonderful characterization of his inner monologue. Vox pisses off another overlord and is kidnapped. Alastor searches the whole of Pentagram City to find him and bring him home.

Two Halves of a Whole Idiot

Alastor goes into heat and chases Vox down as part of a mating ritual. Vox is super into it. They end up fucking about it.

Man or Machine

Vox has just finished another surgical upgrade and Alastor becomes curious as to how much of Vox remains organic and how much has turned mechanical. He conducts his own investigation.

Thought Contagion

Vox works until he drops and Alastor finds it funny to keep a tally of all the silly places Vox has ended up passed out in. During this latest instance, Vox starts to dream and Alastor finds himself drawn to the fantasy displayed on his screen.

Epitaph

This fic is very sad, much hurt and no comfort. Alastor finally commits the inevitable and deals with the fall out of his own needs.

Shadow of Yourself

Another delectable smut piece by the beloved princeliest! Alastor lets slip that he and his shadow share sensation and Vox decides to bring that to the bedroom.

Coup de foudre

The hotel hosts a party to celebrate their win against the exorcists. Alastor meets Vox again and finds himself weak to the man's charms even after decades apart.

Meet Me at My Frequency

Starting after episode 2, Vox's actions push him and Alastor to actually reconcile with each other. The rest of the series follows the rest of canon with some small twists prompted by their rekindled relationship.

Even Exchange

So sad but it has a happy ending! A very nice fic for some good catharsis and exploring Vox's complicated feelings for Alastor. Heaven plans a larger attack and Alastor and Charlie meet with other overlords to secure their support. The Vees agree and join the fight. Vox sustains a major injury.

Video Fucked The Radio Star

Alastor comes to pick up Angel from the studio and Valentino bites him. Unfortunately for Alastor, Val's venom is a potent aphrodisiac. Vox offers to help him through it.

Floating, Where You Belong

This is a delightfully dark fic where Vox hypnotizes and mind breaks Alastor into his own personal sex kitten.

The New and Novel

Alastor grows curious about Vox's hypnotism and he asks Vox to use it on him while they have sex. The end results are very worth it.

Boredom Ruins Everything

Alastor feels particularly vulnerable after his fight with Adam and he worries that he might be overpowered and taken advantage of. This leads him to make a deal with Vox to ensure his own peace of mind. Mostly a smut series, but a very good smut series! Binturong Rose has an excellent grasp of the push-pull between these two and masterfully incorporates that in their sex life.

You'll Know

Alastor's first sexual encounter was deeply disappointing. So much so, that he's never attempted something like that again. After meeting and falling in love with Vox, he decides to give it another try and finds that perhaps sex isn't all bad after all.

Shadows and Light

This fic has been rewritten and this is its newest iteration! Vox brings home his latest film to watch with Alastor. Watching it together brings out some unexpected revelations.

So An Author & A Serial Killer Go On A Date

This one's super cute! Based on a well known tumblr prompt, Alastor and Vox meet because Alastor is a serial killer and Vox is a murder novelist and they have been searching similar things on the internet.

In Your Dreams, Old Pal

Vox has been dreaming of Alastor and himself together for a while. Alastor decides to take a peek and is disgusted to find the simpering dream version of him Vox has made. In a fit of rage, he eats his dream counterpart and accidentally seals his own fate. Now he has to play the part of himself every night in Vox's dreams.

Background Noise

A fluffy fic about Alastor's hooves and how cute Vox finds them!

Nothing Above the Knee

A smutty fic of Vox deeply appreciating Alastor's hooves!

Red Bow Tie

Alastor reminisces on the past and his current relationship with Vox. A bittersweet piece about what could have been and what still is.

golden rule, it's just for show!

An unfortunate incident at an overlord meeting turns all the overlords back to their human forms. Alastor finds himself mesmerized by the slight figure Vox cuts and resolves to make him his.

Brand me (so I'll have a reason to be mad)

This fic is super sexy. I really enjoyed the erotica and characterization of the two. Vox presents Alastor with a piece of jewelry with his brand on it. Alastor ridicules him for it, but does he really consider the piece as tacky as he claims?

Sinking Funds

Alastor discovers that Vox has given him the most exclusive credit card one can get in Hell and decides to take it for a spin to see how much Vox cares about Alastor spending his money.

You Want It Rough, You're Out Of Bounds

I will forever and always be a huge Mothball Milkshake fan. Any time they write radiostatic, I am running to read it. Here, Moth took a break from Signals to give us a lovely smutty fic. Alastor and Vox have finally started up a relationship of sorts. They've had sex several times but vox has never been able to make Alastor come. He's determined to change that tonight!

Wind Me Up and Break Me Down

Another fic by the wonderful Mothball Milkshake! (As I said, I am their number one fan lol) This is loosely connected to the above fic but can be read separately. Vox ties Alastor up and worships his body.

scatterbrain

This fic is sweet and hilarious. Alastor discovers that sleeping is technically optional in Hell and stops sleeping for several decades. Lilith steps in and forces him to sleep until he is fully rested.

The Merman

For my Vox merman lovers, come eat! Alastor has heard tale of these merfolk and has been working to capture one for study. He stumbles across Vox and he attempts to capture him. Vox is amused and decides to keep the pretty human that tried to capture him.

In Season

This fic is cute and funny! A little cracky but a good read! Vox and Alastor used to spend their autumn rut/heat together since both their sinner forms went into heat/rut at the same time. Even as enemies, they kept this arrangement. As Alastor goes into his first rut after his sabbatical, he fully expects Vox to join him like normal. However, Vox is not happy that he got left in the lurch for seven years and refuses to cave to his desires.

Research and Development

Velvette and Valentino are sick of Vox constantly obsessing over Alastor and order him to do something about it. He ends up creating a virtual reality so that he can finally fuck Alastor and maybe get it out of his system. However, the program seems to have other ideas.

when the flies fell

A modern day human AU wherein Alastor convinces Vox to help him summon a demon. This has worse consequences than either of them foresaw as they race to fix their mistake.

Unfinished

Harlem Sunset

Set after the events of episode 2. Alastor approaches Vox to propose scheduled brawls outside of the city. Vox decides to take him up on it and it sets in motion a chain of events that can't be stopped. Just a small note, none of the fight scenes are on camera, so to speak, in the fic. However, the developing relationship is sweet and I am enjoying it a lot!

My Body, Your Temple

This is a masterfully done human AU set in the 1930s. Vox comes down to New Orleans in an effort to poach New Orleans' very own Alastor Deveaux, Alastor finds him absolutely insufferable. They find themselves drawn into each other's orbit and find themselves tangled in an all consuming desire for one another.

Believe Me, (The Sun Always Shines on TV)

In a fit of rage, Valentino damages Vox's head so badly that he can't fix it himself, so he goes to the one person he knows can piece him back together. Doing so forces both Alastor and Vox to confront the ugly history between them.

Summer Wine

Charlie strikes a deal with Heaven to trial run redemption with a sinner of her choosing. By pure accident, Vox and Alastor are selected instead and must work together as they find themselves back on Earth in the modern day.

Perhaps it's Pedestrian

Okay so I normally have a rule that a fic has to have at least three chapters before I toss it up on the list because I always hate clicking on rec lists that are full of one chapter WIPS. However, this fic is so long and wonderfully written for the two chapters it does have that it deserves a spot so more people can go encourage the author with kudos and comments!

Vox and Val break up again and Vox goes to a bar to drink and find a one night stand. Alastor makes that much harder than it should be to do so.

Animal Natures

Another favorite by the dear lykomancer! This time it's a series. As the title suggests, Alastor goes into rut and Vox helps him through it. Unfortunately, Alastor likes it a little too much and now that's Vox's fault, somehow.

For the sake of research and understanding

Alastor is curious about why others seem so obsessed with sex, so he goes to his good pal Vox to ask him to explain to him. One thing leads to another, and Vox finds himself giving a practical demonstration.

An Unforgettable Debut | 1961

After several years of hard work, Vox is finally ready to launch his own studio and has thrown a huge party to celebrate. Unfortunately for him, someone has ordered a hit out on one of the Radio Demon's companions and he's been caught in the crossfire. Will he be able to make it to his party on time?

Modulation Missteps

I'm really enjoying this fic and the worldbuilding the author has put in to make a comprehensive narrative. This is a Human AU where Vox and Alastor were childhood best friends who separated. Years later, Vox forces a reconnect and they have to work through all the ugly emotions they've both been harboring for over a decade.

Now only dogs follow me (Is He Following?)

Several years ago, Vox was an incredible detective solving serial killer cases until he suffered a mental break and was fired. After finally getting his life back on track, all his progress is threatened as a new killer comes to town and the department needs him again. Luckily, he finds support in his old childhood friend, Alastor.

it's not murder, it's research and waste disposal

Okay so. This guy is dark and very gory. And I do mean that a lot. Please read the tags before diving into this fic, it is absolutely not for the faint of heart and it has even grossed me out a few times. That said, it is beautifully written and the relationship between Alastor and Vox is simply divine.

Vox moves to New Orleans and meets Alastor and immediately falls in love. Alastor wishes Vox would choke and die until he finds Vox attempting to dump a body in the bayou and suddenly Vox is so much more interesting.

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So cute! I want to read something were Night has to do this now.

I also find it interesting that killer and Cross are the only two who kept something close to their normal clothes. I can under why they had to find something for Error, I mean, so tinny. But I am guessing for Horror and Dust it's because he needs to be able to tell each of them apart at a glance and Killer threw a fit not wanting to change into different clothes.

This was the last bit of art for 2020. It was for a secret santa that a bunch of my friends were a part of. I was lucky enough to get @sirsen​ ! I couldn’t choose one so I drew all of the babybones with Nightmare. Originally, it was going to be Twas the Night Before Christmas, but realizing they are all “bad sans”, the Grinch felt more appropriate.

Also just, his face cracks me up (removed overlays etc so easier to see)

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AU/OCs © @sirsen​ art © Paw Bean Bones 2020

Please do not repost my art! Instead, share the original link and/or reblog!

Well, this is interesting.

The Cats Favorite Toy p.2 Final

I can tell so much about you by what you've left unsaid...

Ink leaned back in his old rocking chair, listening to the old, beaten wood creak with the stretch of new pressure. He always used it whenever he couldn't sleep, when insomnia hit him hard, stapling his eyes open, making his body toss and turn, but tonight was different. No, tonight wasn't a night where he drew something and still had the energy for new pieces, but he had to go meet up with the Star Sanses in the morning, when he had just watched a fight in another au and was still riled up, tonight was worse.

Tonight was worry

There was a tightness in the painters chest that refused to go away. It made his hands shake, trembling in place, twitching every now and again from being so cramped. It made his stomach feel tight and knotted, the bitter taste of acid rising in his throat now and again, though he forced it back down. Sure, he was used to puking up Ink, but not real food. What food would even come up? He hasn't had the motivation to eat, it took a lot out of him to even roll out of bed this morning, but he knew that Error needed to be taken care of. Its not like skeletons needed to eat, even though it did strengthen their stanima, so he was just fine without it, and if that meant losing all his energy, so be it.

Ink looked across the room to the couch, Errors unconscious form bundled up in blankets and wires, pumping medicine into his soul that Sci had recommended. The glitchs break down made his core weak and cracked, so Ink had to keep a close eye on his chest. Not to mention the physical damage, a sprained ankle and chips among his skeleton from the rock fall. Being in the snow, in soaking wet clothes for hours on end, also gave Error a nasty case of frostbite. The tips of his bones, his toes and fingers, bits of rib and neck, they were all stained a bright pink color, swollen and sore. Ink had always found the others bruises interesting, how they needed to be a bright color to contrast over the dark bones. Is that why he left so many after battles? Maybe. Did that mean the guilt on his chest ever lightened? Absolutely not.

... Maybe he shouldn't have been so rough in fights. Error had already retreated down at Snowdin, but Ink was determined on having a bit more fun. Now he realized that this wasn't fun for Error, it wasn't joy he felt, it was fear. Fear of being hunted like some sort of wild animal, fear of being presented with all his failures for everyone to see, to laugh at and poke fun at for their own entertainment.

The protector takes a sip of his white paint, bouncing his knee anxiously, pumping his foot to and from the cold tiled floor. It was dulling his emotions, which he usually didn't like, but right now, he needed it. The anxiety and guilt was driving Ink insane, he felt both physically and mentally sick with the entire situation. The ticks from a clock on the wall was the only thing to keep himself grounded, each one making him flinch from the lack of background noise. Usually, he didn't even notice it, making a radio or the voices of the creators to drown it out, but now, it was like a gun being shot right next to his head, just barely missing, but still serving as a warning. Why did he even have a clock? With all the timelines and different timezones, this was a useless pice of junk. Still, it looked nice, and it made him feel like this little multiverse world had its own sense of individuality, so he kept it up. Did it even run on batteries? Or did it just hang over Ink, watching him with every click of a hand, prying into his thoughts with every tick of the minute, waiting for the artist to finally crack, to unfold just as Error did all those weeks ago.

Yeah... Weeks....

Glitchy had gone into a coma from all the cold to his body, sending him into shock. Or, at least that's what Sci said. Ink didn't really know what that meant, but it definitely wasn't good, the lack of knowledge only adding bricks to his already endless wall of anxiety.

A crash in the room almost made Ink scream in fear, though it only came out as a soft wheeze, instead gripping the arms of his rocker to try and stable himself once again. Turning his head from his hands folded on his lap, he was surprised to see Errors body... Rolled off the couch. There was a grumble from the pile as it shifted around, obviously annoyed by its prison of blankets, trying to break free, but it was kinda hard when your limbs were all numb and cramped. His counterpart rushed over to help, nearly flying out of his chair in the moment of adrenaline, pulling at the blanket until it came loose, looking down at the other

"Hey Ru... You're awake..."

Inks voice was small, something uncharacteristic for the usually annoying guardian, but the look in Errors eyes told him that things weren't all well again. The red tainted sockets looked like they were sunk into his skull, making gray bags ring around his eyes. Even though it was hard to see with the black bones, Ink could regonize it from the almost gray pupils, the usually warm color pattern drained into a ghost of once they once were, A ghost of Error. A ghost of his determined attitude, almost smug as he bickered with anyone and everyone, his pride refusing to submit into another's ideas. A ghost from his usually wide rested smile, or that jagged frown when he got upset over something small, cursing and stomping his foot like a cat who was pet at the wrong time. A ghost of the usual bright navy strings dripping down his cheeks. They weren't even glowing now, starting to mix into his skull, almost like they were invisible to his character. Ink forced himself to gulp down another bit of white paint, shuttering at the lack of taste, unlike his other vials that bursted with flavor. How long has this been piling up on Error for? The skeleton looked half dead, staring up at Ink with glossy eyelights, almost like his entire personality was broken.

The artist pulled Error back up to the couch, laying the blanket on his lap instead of bundling him up again, going to the kitchen to start up on some hot chocolate. Error always liked the food, anything chocolate really, it was like a drug to him at this point. Maybe it would cheer him up, with a bit of whipped cream and carmel draped over the top? Yeah. That sounded nice. Ink decided to make himself a mug as well, his stomach tightening from his lack of food all week.

He walked back to the couch after about 10 minutes, sighing in relief at the sight. Error had his knitting needles in his hands, strings wrapped in his fingers, making a pattern as he pulled and looped the thread. His body still looked tired, but at least he could move his fingers. At least he had the motivation to do something he loved again.

The cup of coco was set on the living room table, which was piled up with papers and art supplies, but the painter moved all that to the side, careful not to knock anything over. He was surprised that Error didn't rip up his project or destroy it as he usually did, but he could tell now wasn't the time to bright up work stuff.

Error didn't touch the coco. Not that it was stubborn and didn't want Inks help, mostly because he was too caught up in relaxing himself in his strings of fabric, letting the clock tick away. No words were exchanged, only the small background noise as Ink clicked the TV on to listen to, grabbing his notebook as well, starting to doodle things in it. It was a comfortable silence. No one moved to get away, no one bickered or screamed, the two skeletons just needed eachother right now to let the other know everything was okay, everything was normal again. In all due time, it would be, including fights and battles, the war still ranging on. But for now, it was too late to care about those things. The ticking was all that they needed to feel at peace again, relaxing in eachothers presence, letting the night soothe their souls as they enjoyed eachothers company once again

Ok, i love this idea.

Deaf!Marinette AU: Stoneheart - Part 1.

Marinette forgot to set her phone to vibration the previous night, and, since she she's deaf, ended up sleeping through her morning alarm.

Marinette started waking up early as a kid to head to school on her own since it made her feel more "grown up," so her parents don't usually go to make sure she's awake since they're busy with opening up the bakery.

She ends up being extremely late, and only has time to grab the macaroons she had spent hours trying to perfect the previous day, in hopes of having a good start with her classmates.

On her way to school, she sees a man on thr opposite side of the road trying to hurry across the street as a car comes speeding towards him. Without a second thought, she sprints towards him to get him out of harm's way.

Her macaroons are ran over and destroyed, and her pants from the knees down are soaked with water from the rain puddle she had fell into while pushing the man onto the sidewalk.

The elderly man regards her with a face of shock, admiration shinning through. "Are you alright?" He asks and Marinette is barely able to read it from his lips as the adrenaline pounds through her head.

Flashing him a reassuring smile, she motions towards her ear and simply signs, "I'm deaf."

She doubted the man knew Sign considering not many people put in the effort to learn it nowadays, but she hoped he at least understand what she was trying to say, especially since it was one of the better known signs with hearing people.

Marinette was happily suprised whem the man smiled softly at her and responded, "I see. Are you alright then?" His hands moving as he signed back to her.

Marinette was about to respond when her back suddenly straightened and she realized just how late she was - and on her first day too!

After receiving confirmation that the man was fine and helping him retrieve his cane from the road, she hurriedly threw a smile at him from over her shoulder as she ran towards Collège Françoise Dupont.

Wang Fu hummed to himself as he watched the young girl, no older than fifteen, trip her way to school. Yes, he told Wayzz, she would make a very intertesting hero indeed.

Marinette raced through the school halls, taking a moment to catch her breath as she stood outside her classroom.

This would be her second year of high school, and she hoped it was better than the last.

Mme. Bustier, her new teacher, turned her head and smiled at Marinette as she entered the classroom. Marinette had already met with her a few weeks prior with her parents, as Tom and Sabine explained that Marinette would require slightly different teaching methods due to her disability.

Greeting her teacher with a smile, Marinette headed towards one of the seats in the front row, closest to where Mme. Bustier would be teaching.

This was her first year using hearing aids, which meant it was also her first year without an interpreter having to come to class with her. She still wasn't completely used to the devices in her ears, and she stopped wearing her hair up in favor of being able to conceal them.

The noise was startling at first, and it was still a bit overwhelming at times. Marinette only used them when absolutely needed, and had switched them on outside of class.

The loud chattering of her classmates made her wince, but she was also curious to hear what everyone had sounded like. After all, she had known most of these people for years and never heard them speak before. It was almost exciting to guess what they would sound like.

A hand slapping down on her desk made her flinch and she looked up to meet bright blue eyes glaring at her, "Dupain-Cheng!" Chloé sneered at her and Marinette confirmed to herself that, yes, Chloé did sound exactly like she imagined she would. Annoying. "This is my seat!"

Marinette didn't open her mouth to speak, she refused to waste her breath on this. "This is my seat," she signed and Chloé's brow twitched in annoyance.

"How many times do I have to tell you I don't speak jazzhands?" She rolled her eyes dramatically and Marinette felt herseld being shoved out of her seat from the opposite side, Sabrine now sitting where she had been. Pointing at an empty seat next to an unfamiliar face, Chloé glared at her. "You sit there now." She made sure to word it sharply and slowly, unaware Marinette had hearing aids.

Marinette hesitated before deciding it wasn't worth the fight. Chloé had been annoying her since the first year of middle school, there was no point in rebelling now.

A hand reached for Marinette's wrist and she found herself being dragged by the unfamiliar student, all while she glared daggers at Chloé. Marinette tumbled into her seat and received a smile from her deskmate.

"What a snobb," The new student huffed under her breath with an eyeroll. When the girl beside her didn't respond, she spared her a glance to see her staring at her lips with a confused expression on her face.

Marinette flushed. Even with her hearing aids, she was nowhere close having perfect hearing. Loud environments, quiet voices, and hard to understand words made her feel as though she was wearing earplugs instead of hearing aids.

"She's deaf, you dunce!" Chloé shouted with a laugh, causing Marinette to shrink into herself.

Alya blinked in surprise just as Mme. Bustier clapped her hands to gain the class's attention. "Good morning, class! For those who don't yet know me, I am Madam Bustier, your homeroom teacher this year," she smiled at the faces filling the room. "As Chloé had shouted," she sent a warning look at the student, "your classmate Marinette is deaf so please be mindful of that." Oh wow, everyone was looking at her.

She wanted to melt into the ground.

The rest of the class was rather uneventful, with Mme. Bustier explaining the syllabus and having the students introduce themselves. She purposefully skipped over Marinette, which caused the girl beside her to peak up at, as Sabine had informed her that Marinette was not comfortable with verbal communication.

"Ivan! Go to the principal's office," Marinette looked up as she saw her teacher directing her classmate out the door. Snickering filled the room, specifically coming from two classmates, and Marinette was already awaiting the moment she could remove sound from her life again.

"Geez," she heard the girl beside her mutter as the situation unfolded. Their eyes met and she felt her cheeks heat up at the grin directed at her.

Her deskmate flipped through her notebook, a Marvel themed one, and began to scribble on a blank page before shoving it in front of her face.

"Hi! I'm Alya. Looks like we'll be classmates :)"

Marinette felt something spread in her chest as the girl looked at her expecting, smiling widely. She made an effort to talk to me...

Uncapping her pen, Marinette replied on the same page, "Hello, I'm Marinette! It's nice to meet you, Alya. Right now, I'm wearing hearing aids that allow me to understand you for the most part, but I only communicate through Sign and writing."

Alya grabbed the paper, happy that Marinette had replied. "Oh, I don't know Sign Language," she frowned. Then suddenly her eyes held a gleam, "but I can learn! I've always been a fast learner, espeically with languages!"

Before Marinette could swoon over the fact that a girl she had just met, that didn't even know her, declared that she would be learning a brand new language just for Marinette's sake, a sudden shake filled the building.

"That was Ivan's voice, right?" Marinette didn't respond as Alya pulled out her phone, "it's like he's been transformed into a real life supervillain!" She pocketed her phone and turned on her heels to run.

Marinette snatched her wrist, looking at Alya as though she had grown a second head. "Don't look at me like that! Wherever there's a supervillain, there's a superhero close behind! I am not missing this," and with that Marinette was left to stare at her new classmate, someone she was convinced was either fearless or crazy.

After a moment of hearing screams fill the school, Marinette groaned and turned off her hearing aids, slightly more relaxed without the chatter filling her head. Sighing, she sprinted in the opposite direction Alya had, away from the fight amd towards home.

After her parents secured the bakery's door and made sure their daughter was alright, Marinette found herself sitting in front of her computer, watching with a anxious interest as the news reported on the current situation.

Her eyes spotted a black jewelry box sitting on her desk. With red designs and an unique shape, Marinette was certain it wasn't one of hers.

Opening it, Marinette was met with a blinding light of bright red. Wincing, she closed her eyes and tried to process what had just happened.

Blinking her eyes open, she was met with a red and black creature hovering above the box. Large blue eyes stared at her.

Marinette nearly screamed.

The creature came towards her, its mouth moving as it must of been letting out some type of animalistic noise.

It stopped chasing her suddenly and something resembling a pondering look came across its little bug face.

Marinette watched as the - thing - flew to her computer and began to smash itself against her keys.

Marinette had to take a moment to realize it was typing words.

And then another moment to get over her shock.

"Greeting, my name is Tikki. Please allow me to explain."

Marinette took notes as she read through Tikki's explanation, which was surprisingly detailed.

Tikki said that she could understand any language her holder knew, so she turned to her, still off-put by her interesting appearance, and signed, "I'm sorry for freaking out earlier, Tikki. Thank you for your explanation, it was really helpful," she nodded towards the computer and the kwami smiled at her.

"But," her hands paused for a moment and sbe pursed her lips. "I think you're confused. Someone like me, I could never be a superhero - people like me aren't supposed to be heroes." Marinette gave Tikki a sad smile, her hands falling to rest in her lap.

Tikki frowned, confused by her holder's words. No one had ever declined a miraculous before, in fact, some were a bit too excited to be given one.

"But," she began before realizing her mistake, "but Marinette, you're the chosen one. You were selected before you have the heart of the hero. Only you can wield the Ladybug Miraculous."

Marinette sighed as she read the message, about to sign her owm retort when a flash from her phone caught her attention.

"Emergency Warning: Supervillain causing property damage to Collège Françoise Dupont, students indanger."

Marinette felt her heart drop as the video of - Ivan? - played, damaging the field of her high school. That wasn't what caused her emotiom distress, however. No, it was was the shot of Alya being in frame, a worried look on her face as she tried ro duck behind the bleachers and avoid the gravel being thrown around.

Taking a shaky breath, Marinette looked at Tikki, who wore a determined look on her face. Closing her eyes, willing her heartbeat to slow down, she breathed in slowly.

"Tikki, spots on."

Alright! This is the official first part of my deaf Marinette au! It's going to be tagged as "deafbug au," but the name may change later on. Click here to see some background for this au. Feel free to send any asks or comment if you have any questions :)

Edit: part 2 here.

I always want one of these.

Beautiful metal tree art….

Board me strikes again in the form of another story idea after listening to the song "Stronger Then My Storm" by Citizen Soldier on repeat for ages while just being in a monkey king mood.

In particular, what if Wukong didn't go on the journey to the west, what if he was never freed from the mountain he was trapped under till a few years before the LMK show's Mk appeared, what if spending that long being stuck trapped with the weight of a mountain on his back and only occasionally getting "food" in the form of molten or red hot metal left it's mark on Wukong's body.

Note, if you like the idea after reading the basics I set up feel free to use it, all I ask is to link it to me later! I want to read other people's interpretation!

So, the way I am playing this is that Wukong got imprisoned under the mountain for the same reason as in the original tale (though it isn't yet shown why he was put under the mountain in the show, it is somewhat implied that it might have been his punishment for defying heaven and trying to take over with his brotherhood because there are no indications so far that the imprisonment under the mountain was related to the celestial horse stampede or the massive party crash and subsequent defeating of the celestial army... Twice if you include the havoc he caused after escaping the furnace... That in the original tale gets the Buddha called on him and leads to his subsequent imprisonment. Wukong had to have been punished for his and the groups attack on Heaven and we do not know when in the timeline this event falls, so all we can assume as of now is that the mountain was his punishment). However, instead of getting freed after 500 years to go on the Journey to the West, the Jade Emperor decided Wukong was too dangerous to be re-release into the world despite Guanyin's promise that she would give the Buddhist monk Tripitaka a method to keep the celestial monkey in check. Instead, the Jade Emperor "threatens" the Six-Eared Macaque, who at this point knows Wukong was trapped under the mountain (for how long, no clue, we don't get any tells when in the timeline Mac visited Wukong, so I'm going to say within the first 100 years) and had taken to being the Macaque King of Flower fruit mountain since he figured Wukong would never return, into being a member of the Journey to the West after basically getting a contract from the Emperor that at no time during his time away from his island may the Celestial army or any of its soldiers or denizens of the celestial realm invade and destroy their island in retaliation for Wukong's "crimes" and once the journey is complete this will remain in place since all crimes will have been paid for.

As such, Wukong never met Ao Lie, Sha Wujing, Zhu Bajie, or Tang Sanzang and history would only know Wukong as the first king of Flower Fruit Mountain/the Monkey King due to the tales passed down of his journey for immortality and his subsequent imprisonment when he goes to far, using him mainly as a message for never letting yourself become so engrossed in your plans for the future that you stop seeing the harm your actions cause in the present. This also means that none of the deaths or imprisonment that would happen in the original tale/the demons and immortals that Wukong met along the way would know him or have happened. We would have to assume Mac helped imprison Lady Bone Deamon as well as extract the Sumadi Fire from Red Son and that whatever caused D.B.K.'s rampage (which I believe is somewhat implied to be LBD), at what I am currently assuming was just after the Journey to the West, never happened.

However, despite the winds of fate having shifted so far off course, the world will always try to align it's self with the intended path of history. As such, Tang (who I am imagining as more of an archaeologist instead of a pure historical scholar like he is in the show) would still be obsessed with the Journy to the West and the tales relating to it, particularly with the tales of the First King of Flower Fruit Mountin. As such, he takes many a trip out to find historical ruins and sights to try and find remnants of forgotten tales about this long lost King. As such, roughly 3 years before MK would be found in front of Pigzy's shop, Tang would find the the mountain range Wukong was trapped under and unintentionally find his was down into his imprisonment chamber, where he would find the comatose King still taped with roughly 260 billion (this is only an estimate of what Quora says an average mountain weighs) tons of mountain on top of him, with the magic spells keeping him locked up weakened (because time will affect anything, including magic as shown in the show), but still active. Upon seeing this and recognising who this must be Tang would rush to the nearest town, get some stone breaking supplies, rush back to the mounting and climb the mountain to remove the seal that was told in legend to be keeping the king trapped under the mountain. Tang would then go back down into the cavern of Wukong's imprisonment and spend many days slowly chiseling the comatose former King out of the mountain. After which he would take wukong to his vehicle and bring him back to Megapolis and checking the king into a hospital under the guise of being just a plain old Demon Monkey who he doesn't know the name of, since revealing Wukong as the lost king could end horribly for the injured and comatose King.

Wukong would spend a year within this hospital (with all bills being paid for by a donation fund set up for demons who have not registered or no not wish to register into modern-day identification systems that is funded by wealthy deamon families that want to help their fellow demons in this modern age) in a coma, eventually waking up after many centuries of unconsciousness. After which he has to learn how to speak, write, and walk again after many months of therapy learning during this time through talks with his savior, talks with the doctors, and self examination the true gravity of his current situation.

That being that he was isolated from the world for over 1000 years (having been in a coma for what the monkey can only guess is 500 years of that time span or so) and is now in a world completely different from the one he knew, he is now an enigma of history only really known for his cautionary tale, his throat and stomach had been heavily damaged from the centuries of being forced to eat molten metal leaving his voice quiet and gravely and his stomach paralyzed (though the doctors suspect over time it may heal), that so long with so much weight on his lower back has left him a paraplegic (with odds of him ever fully recovering being low by the doctors examinations), and that most if not all of his Chi (magic? mana? energy? who knows, the show never properly names this internal energy source) is blocked off and it could take year's for him to reopen all the ley lines in his body to use more high-intensity incantations and auras again for battle, if he can ever fight again.

During his time in the hospital, and then in hospice as he regains his strength, Wukong and Tang become friends, and Tang (after a chat with Pigzy who the partially broke archaeologists is living with) invites Wukong, who decided to hide himself in this new day and age under his old name "Shí Hóu", to come live with them. There are some minor issues in the beginning for the three due to needing to figure out how to work with a house member in a wheelchair the majority of the time, but they all make it work eventually and after a while Wukong finds a job in the animation industry and adds another income to the apartment dwelling household. Eventually MK joins the three after a appearing at Pigzy's shop and Wukong essentially becomes the babysitter of the group, what with having the least dangerous and most easily able to multitask job.

Thanks to MK Wukong meets Redson for the first time after a 6 year old MK runs off while Wukong and him are at a coffee shop and Redson, being much more kind-hearted due to not losing his father, helps Wukong out after the monkey man manages to either lose or fall out of his whealchair. And Red son, now curious about the monkey who somewhat reminds him of the Sun Wukong from his father's old tales starts to insert himself into Wukong's life. Leading to Red basically ending up as MK's big brother figure and leading to MK becoming friends with Mei due to Red and his family having connections with other mystical families like those of the dragon from the journey to the west. This could lead to DBK and Wukong meeting again early on, or much later then in the show depending on how you want to spin it, however I would do it as they meet earlier, but DBK does not know Shí Hóu is Wukong until much later. Though Wukong would know and be somewhat depressed thinking he lost his last brother to time because revealing himself could lead to DBK denouncing him (not that DBK would).

How the original show would progress from there would depend on the writer's interpretation, but I would still have Monkey king teach MK to fight and such, but with MK being more patient and understanding of not being able to get into intense battle-type things due to Wukong being a paraplegic. And without any Mac interference, because he thinks Wukong is still in prison, and would at most think "huh... This kid strangely has a lot of Wukong's powers and skills. Weird, but oh well."

Well, this is very interesting.

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