#fandom mentions

Here’s my little goobers

Oh my GOD. Casino cups were my life growing up. I still remember the day they started. It’s like going back in time… I still love them very much. And have a very special place in my heart.

I’m a fandom jumper, usually can’t stay in one place for very long. But, my fixation’s are on MOTM, Cuphead show/game (for like the 100th time), Deltarune, Animal Hospital. And Dandy’s world. ((I do not support Qwel at all. I only like the characters.))

The situation? I’m not very happy with it at all. Especially with her apology letter, it significantly felt like she was only playing the victim and pointing out how WE “attacked” her silence. I hate her. I hate her response. She ruined something I loved so much.

my name is carly or uh fizz ig

shit is down there

IM THIRTEEN YEARS OLD. 18+ DNI.

Fandoms:

deltarune/undertale, Homestuck (I mainly post that shit here), block tales, house of puso, I don’t have a mouth but I must scream, toons universe, die of death, mlp, forsaken, South Park, umasusume, suzume, condemned (small asym fandom), basically name any fandom and I’m in it.

Blinkies/stamps

Hello again Milo! Awh.. I’ll miss you 💔

I actually don’t have a preference, I like both equally! Outside of school I use earphones, like AirPods. And when I’m in school, since it’s ILLEGAL to have phones or any Bluetooth device, I use plug in headphones.

I’m sure you know what fandom I’d pick. It would be Cuphead show/game. No hesitation, been stuck with me for years and it’s still gonna be stuck into my side till I die.

Yes!! You can draw my oc! I’d feel so honored if you did! Anyone can draw my oc 🥹 my baby solace

Ref:

Hello again Milo! Gosh, I love hearing from you. Get some rest too—

I’ll add the art request to the list, I have a few different pieces coming up. But, don’t worry! I’ll will totally make some more soon. So, I’ll just answer your questions👍

Yes. I can swim… somewhat…

Least favorite? In MOTM, I don’t really have a less favorite. But, I can say Bugs Bunny gives me an ick. I dislike Flowery, Carol, and I hate to say it. SANs and Toriel. They give me a bad feeling. ((Excuse me for my language)) I FUCKING hate scraps. I can’t even explain it. I just hate her. It was such a dread going through her goddamn mastery. Or whatever else I needed to do for her. She’s a PAIN.

Honestly, I’m not much of show-type person. I’m more of movie person and YouTube person. For some reason, my chud old self loves to watch cartoons instead. It’s probably because my little sibling binge watches cartoons shows like SpongeBob, bubble guppies, and Mickey Mouse club house everyday.

This is a story about a friend of mine. She is not to be fucked with under any circumstances unless you want to be eight feet under…no joke. She is not to be underestimated.

Her name is Myra. She is something short of immortal. She has lived over three hundred to nine hundred thousand years. She is around 4’11 in height, eternal beauty that you would not and could not tell that she’s a few millennium old, rainbow colored hair each color in braids in cooperative color ribbon/ties that she made herself. She’s dressed unpredictably. Seriously. No one knows what she’ll be in; one day it’ll be a cute white dress with cute flowers the next it’ll be mafia outlook, suit, tie the whole package. Her voice is medium soprano-alto. Her eyes are silver. Her skin is dark chocolate. Her personality is kind and fantastical. But don’t get me wrong. She is kind but no pushover. This story is about how she earned her name.

Divine Fury

I walk to be at her cafe, Warrior’s Reward. One of the best cafe’s around in my opinion. Myra sees me at the door as the bells chime and smiles, “well hello there Aisha! Please come in! Take a seat!” She says waving me to the bar and I smile thinly as I walk to the bar the sword on my back clacking a bit against my cloak covered back. I have pulled down my hood as soon as I entered. Revealing my dark chocolate with moonlight white highlights hair loosened from its braid, large tuffs of my hair made up my bangs making it look like dagger like bangs highlighting my unique eye color...it’s the rainbow kaleidoscope that’s always moving. I place my arms on the bar and slam my head down. “What’s up?” Myra asked, “my armor is cracked. No blacksmith is willing to lend me their forge or at the least repair my armor for me. Bandits have been trying to rob me the last few days and storms have been blocking my ways of travel. It doesn’t help that I’m also low on funds to pay for food this week.” I complain. She did listen to me as I continued to complain and she gave me a large glass filled to the brim with a colorful liquid, “Yeah. There will be shortcomings but it is worth it.” she states and she waves to a customer that just came in, I took a look and it’s Devil or Reaper. The demon Bendy that actually reaps souls. He grinned as he walked to a table, “how are you? And I still demand answers.” he says to us and Myra just grins at the reaper. No one even knows how Myra is still alive not even the agents of death. I still slam my head on the bar because of my current situation, “oi. are you alright?” Devil asks moving from his seat to the stool next to me at the bar, “I’m just peachy.” I say sarcastically, “I just wanted to hel--” he stopped mmid sentence his pie cut eyes wide, he noticed, I thought as he turned fully to me, “how are you alive!?” he exclaimed his face filled with a mixture of worry, bewilderment and fear, “unyielding defiant spirit. Never say die attitude. Dumb luck. Take your pick.” I say as I take a swig of the colorful drink that appeared before me, “but seriously?” I took a look at the toon and held a small smile, “what I do is not for the faint of heart and unlike most who don’t know what they are getting into. I knew exactly what I was getting into and all of it’s consequences. I have no regrets. If I die. I die on my own terms.” I explain to the toon, “amen to that.” Myra states as she gives the toon a small bottle of ink (small bottle of ink in her establishment equals potent and quality is through the roof), he looked at Myra and at me we just hold a small smile to the confused toon, we know that he sees our lifespans and how often we came close to death. Just as we were going to regale the toon with some tales of our death defying adventures...the door slammed open the bell ringing violently and making all the patrons look at the entrance...this isn’t good. it’s a group of boys that scream douche, they may look like normal but if you lived the way I or Myra had lived you can see through anything including the disguise that most humans use in order to get through the day.

They sat down at a table near the bar and just began becoming a nuisance, bothering the other customers, mocking the other employees and and plain being annoying. But the straw that broke the camel’s back is when they mocked the one person that stopped countless genocides of multiple civilizations...if not dimensions.

They decided to mock the man she loved. He’s a big guy, 8′9 1/2, stark white and pitch black hair of salt and pepper, monochrome eyes and almost ghost white skin, whom dresses in custom made spacious clothes that are black, gray and white. He may look intimidating but he’s pretty much a giant teddy bear. Don’t get me wrong, he’s powerful almost exceedingly so (only an idiot would try to challenge him), but he’s a pacifist. He won’t fight and will do whatever he could in order to make sure that the situation ends peacefully and not bloodily. After all, it’s his peaceful nature that won over the heart of one of the most dangerous people in my line of work.

They mocked the large man for his height and size (even though he is nothing but pure muscle) and a whole lot more they even tripped him over when he was carrying a tray full of milkshakes. I knew this was gonna end badly. Like goddamn Shanks on a rampage with a nano boost from Ana Amari type of bad. Everyone in the cafe that’s a regular...already went to take cover while activating or using relics that can see through solid objects wood, rock and steel. Watching the hellish massacre that is bound to go down. I on the other hand saw that Devil was totally confused, he comes here but not that often...and so doesn’t know what’s gonna go down so I grabbed the little toon and hopped over the counter and gave him some glasses to give him an in on what’s gonna happen. Myra got her well known battle axe and it pretty much ended like Fairy Tail’s assault on Phantom Lord on megatons worth of steroids.

I have never seen any manner of man or beast run so fast and scream so loud. The details...well...I believe Myra has the right to tell you what happened after that as everyone took cover. Although we were present and witnessed the event. We have a code that the warrior themselves tell the tale.

Devil swore to not tell anyone the details. He left with an epic tale...but the best of the story Myra herself will tell one day.

One day.

Name: Aryil

Nickname: Willow, Angel, Link, Karkat, Kankri, etc

Location: California

Height: 5'4"

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Any Pets: My four housemates. Two dogs and two cats.

Favorite Thing About Yourself: Wisdom

Worst Habit(s): Talking to myself, rocking back and forth, scratching my scalp, rocking on my heels, biting my lips and knuckles, or digging my nails into things.

Fun Fact: Atem confirmed for new YGO movie???

Identity, Sexuality & Personality

Gender Identity: Female

Sexual Preference: Bisexual

Romantic Preference: Demiromantic

"Kinsey Scale" Score: Predominantly homosexual, but more than incidentally heterosexual.

Relationship Status: N/A

Myers/Briggs Type: INTP/INTJ

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Routine

"Early Bird" or "Night Owl": Both?

Bath or Shower: Showers

First Thought in the Morning: hmmm depends

Last Thought Before Falling Asleep at Night: everyting lol

School/Work

Do You Work or Are You a Student: Student

What Do You Do Good: Anything if I try.

Where Do You See Yourself in 5 Years: College

Habits (Do You…?)

Drink: Not a habit, no. I have drank before.

Smoke: No. I don't like smoking.

Do Drugs: No. I'll try them sooner or later tho.

Exercise: Dancing, jogging, yoga, weight lifting, or walking.

Have a Go-To Comfort Food: Small fruits.

Have Nervous Habits: Digging my nails into things, stretching my clothes, chewing things, etc.

What is Your Favorite…?

Physical Quality (in Yourself): I have this birthmark shaped like an eye on my ankle.

In Others: Knowledge

Mental/Emotional Quality (in Yourself): Sympathizing

Food: Fruit, rice and beans, etc.

Drink: Water

Animal: N/A

Artist/Band/Group(s): Vienna Teng, Sixx AM, Thousand Foot Krutch, etc.

Author/Poet: N/A

TV Show(s): Supernatural, Sherlock, South Park, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Pokemon, a million other cartoons, etc.

Actor/Actress: N/A

Blogger: All friends