So Cute. They Are Such A Lil Gentleman!

What if

I like the idea of Prismo, and Scarab being latched onto each other, and rarely letting go when they get more comfortable

But what if when they have space apart like in this case they are in the same room

They are focusing on their own projects, or whatever they are doing and Prismo stops what he is doing randomly to give Scarab some quick affection

Cause I do this. I’ll be somewhat focused on something but I’ll stop for less than a minute to give my cat affection randomly, and poke her

So what if he did this. Like he kinda feels like procrastinating something, but needs to push through. So he gets randomly getting up, and walking to Scarab to like give a little kiss on the forehead, or cheek. Maybe a quick hug, and poke him a little

I just like to poke my cat sometimes. I boop her nose, poke her cheeks, poke her forehead. Earlier I poked her from her back to her head. She doesn’t get mad at me for this btw. She is very calm, loving, and lets me do a lot. I give her lots of pets

I just think it would be funny I guess if Prismo just randomly pokes Scarab a few times for no reason

This kind of reminds me of Endermen because they were theorized to be originally people, but went to a new dimension, and the food there then changed them.

listen, listen, human ford is nice and all, but where's my non one-of-us au inhuman/demon ford? like the sheer power of the nightmare realm/entire multiverse just mutates ford into something unrecognizable and inhuman

when ford returns through the portal, hes forced to conceal the monstrous parts of his appearance from his family, but cannot fully hide the effect its had on his mind

like almost feral!ford but not quite.

reblog only if you’ve received less than 1000 boops! we can all get each other to “max”

Oh dude totally sorry forgot all about the request but dude thank fuck you did it. That design looks so fucking cool it really is a perfect combo of the 2 thanks a bunch

No need to apologize I took a long time, and forgot about it myself. I’m glad you like it though!

Recently decided to listen to this album and damn it has so many bangers

U know what if they are gone I think himiko and Tomura are...

They're okay. The karaoke bars don't close in the afterlife, big sis Magne is sure to let them know that.

The internet is always fast. They have time. Tomura will listen to Himiko sing Chappell Roan ten thousand times and she'll let him explain fallout lore to her while she scrolls her phone and Jin will come home from his day job with snacks and sure you don't need to work in the afterlife but he likes having something to do when he isn't trying his stand up comedy on them.

And the days are easy and the nights are long and Himiko got so many compliments on her outfit today she can't wait to talk their ears off about it.

And they have time, and patience for their comrades to join them, whether that be in two months or twenty years.

And when the time comes when they're all together and bored of the afterlife, Tomura will stand on the precipice of Again, with his league, his comrades, his friends his family. And he will take that first step into something new. Sure and proud, leading the others into tomorrow, the next life with the promise of finding each other again.

He still needs to be a hero to those guys after all, his League of Villians.

Who else is excited for “The Book of Bill?” 👁️

More Prohibited Wish Ideas because my brain is infested with worms and I can't be stopped

This is more a scene that's been slowly rotating in my head than anything else. Might write more of it, might just leave it here for y'all, but here it is!

This might be long, so the rest of it's under the cut.

I'm obsessed with the idea that most of the cosmic entities have some kind of mundane origin. Prismo is the dream of an old man, perhaps a mortal wizard who got the Boss's attention and granted timeless immortality. The Cosmic Owl, perhaps was once the familiar to some primordial magic user. Perhaps many crawled out of the primordial soup in the time Before there was Nothing.

But Scarab?

Scarab was just that. A beetle. Perhaps a weird type of beetle able to speak on the level of a mortal human, but a beetle nonetheless. One that fought and reached and climbed far beyond what anyone thought possible. He got the Boss's attention. He was made functionally immortal, given a more imposing body, given responsibilities beyond what a bug is ever meant to achieve. God Auditor was not his first choice, but it's still higher than what was thought possible.

Prismo doesn't strike me as the type to care much about where someone may come from. But he is an exception among the pantheon.

Gods do not let Scarab forget what he was. What he still is, to many of them. A bug. The other gods find Scarab unsightly. They're visibly disgusted by his strange mouth and wide eyes and odd chirps.

So Scarab hides behind his mask. He hides his extra arms unless it's necessary. He turns his exoskeleton into a prim and proper suit. But it's never enough. Not enough to make the other gods forget what he is.

Orbo certainly doesn't. And he takes the chances to remind Scarab that he's lucky to be here. And that he's not meant to be here. It's why Orbo takes steps to cripple the Scarab, should the auditor ever be demoted back to mortal. He takes his antenna. And he takes his wings.

And then, Scarab is demoted. He's relegated to being the Wishmaster's assistant. Janitor is the more accurate title. And Scarab is back to feeling like a pinned insect, now trapped with another god who will most certainly not fail to remind him that he's lucky he's not back to crawling in mud. Because Prismo certainly knows, doesn't he?

Except, that's not what happens.

Prismo is kind. He's respectful, in his own strange way. When Scarab accidentally makes his odd chirps, the Wishmaster finds it cute. When he learns to crawl along the walls as a shadow, Prismo doesn't seem to mind.

And when Scarab lets the mask fall, Prismo finds him endearing, rather than unsightly.

So Scarab starts embracing himself again. He's in a space where he is not thought of as disgusting or undeserving. He's allowed to be strange in the ways his origin would suggest, even encouraged. He gets comfortable in his own shell again.

And then Orbo visits.

And Orbo questions why Scarab's hanging out on the ceiling. And why his mask is gone. And what's with all the gross noises he's making. And Scarab retreats again. He let himself be too comfortable. He should've known better.

But Prismo is horrified.

He calls Orbo out. That's not a cool thing to do to a friend. Why should Scarab have to hide all the time.

Orbo tries to "reason" with the Wishmaster. Why should Prismo care? He should be thanking him for getting the bug back in line.

"He's not cool, not like us, Prismo. You're the dream of a right powerful wizard. I'm the core of a collapsed magic star. Him? He's just... Well, just look at him. He's just a bug. Shouldn't have been able to get where he was in the first place. He's lucky we didn't send him back to crawling in the mud broken."

And that's when Prismo learns what happened to his friend. Why some days he can't seem to stand up straight. Or why some days he has to spend in the Time Core, curled up and out of sight.

And that's when Scarab learned what a Wishmaster's wrath looked like.

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Like I said, no idea if I'll fully write it out. I might. But I at least wanted to dump this thought onto something, so enjoy babes.