#Mare Tag

[fightinggamegirlfriend]

thanks to @cel-dmg, Kokoro is now an official blorbo-in-law now /gen, lighthearted.

Also photo mode with tag team in DOA5 is very fun.

[emilykaldwen]

they also can live into their 30’s, sleep belly up, and don’t drink water!

they also look like little wieners

ITS SUCH A LIL SCRUNCHIE GUY

I want it on record I did not make the dick joke first

[stardustanddaffodils]

22 & 38?

orange show speedway by lizzie mcalpine & heaven, we're already here (orchestral version) by the maine !!

send me a number 1-100 and I’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist!

[thots-n-prayers-2137]

the fandom would be split on u with half the people saying your character is a horrible person and super mean to the main character (your character is not, in fact, super mean to the main character), and the other half saying that the previous take is entirely misogynistic and homophobic and you're actually MORE suitable to be the protagonist character and there should be a spin off about you. you are in a lot of fix it fics. im sorry about it </3

honestly depending on who the protagonist is the "too mean" assertion might not actually be unbased 🥶

that being said i DO sympathise with the half of the fandom that wants me to be the protagonist. extremely based of them

[rotting-mare]

Ketchup

[utilitycaster]

ok because Nein + Bells Hells + Shattered Teeth has a decent chance of being Ludinus related I looked up the Clone spell in 5e and it only kicks off if the soul is willing to return. This is fucking wild, because the thing is, it does make logical sense given the order of events in C3 (ie, Bells Hells defeated Ludinus first and then unleashed Predathos): he'd have a clone as backup in case he was killed before his plan went off, and at the time of death, Predathos was still unreleased, so his work was not done so he would not peacefully pass on to the hereafter. So basically this guy just like. came back to life literally as Bells Hells were doing his work for him, and we don't know how much he knows but I assume he knows something via scrying. and then he simply didn't cast nondetection, and I think that's the part that has me like. bro what are you doing. Like either he is actually fine with the gods remaining in a different form - now with no known means of destroying them - which means he effectively just threw, what, a millennium-long apocalyptic temper tantrum with a body count well into the thousands and I guess tuckered his bitch ass out; or he thinks the gods are gone and is just chilling out drinking tea waiting to see if Caleb and Beau hunt him down, which, loser behavior.

[polyquestria]

Granny's got her whole beautiful queer family here to wish y'all a happy pride!

little ramble under the cut

The response to my ally Granny Smith post honestly shocked me a little, but I’m grateful for the attention it got!

A lot of people in the comments are outraged to hear that Granny was accused of being homophobic. But if you were in old, old fandom spaces, the idea that granny (and the apple family in general) were bigotted was quite common in fanart and fanfic cause, y'know, all old southern people are bigots, as we know (major sarcasm by the way).

I adore the apple family and it bugged me (and still does) to no end that people decided to make them into such stereotypes, purely because of their country accents and mannerisms. To me, the apple family is one of the most warm, open minded and accepting families out there. I mean they accepted the pies into their crew without any hard proof that they're biologically related. And Granny Smith herself welcomed Buttercup with open arms the moment her own father rejected her. If that's not ally, standing-at-a-pride-parade-offering-grandma-hugs behaviour, I don't know what is. Thus, ally Granny Smith was born!

I'm so happy she's resonated with so many people here. I'm sure she'd welcome all of you into the apple family if you needed it.

[soothsayerditty]

guess what game i can't get out of my head

wasn't planning to post these but i want to get comfortable with posting more messy things. i might've said the exact same thing on a post already. who cares

sorry to anyone who's following my reblogging account,

it will happen again

[homelesshomo]

Amora, the little engine that could 🚂

[fightinggamegirlfriend]

🍡 :))))) have you got something for me maybe?

Honestly, a lot of Kasumi's wardrobe gives fits your vibe, but I think her casual outfit from DOA4 + Dimensions and her Dress + Turtleneck combination from DOA6 (has red and pink variants!), suit you the most out of her long catalogue of outfits! /genuine

[emilykaldwen]

did you know? naked mole rats can move each of their teeth independently and use them like chopsticks?

OKAY BUT chopstick teeth are really fucking amazing.

omg why am I crying over this funky lil rat it's so cute!

[littlehorsesbigponies]

alright i caved. welcome to the #horsegirl blog

meet fuckass 1, fuckass 2, fuckass 3, and the most perfectest horse in the whole wide world.

[lacucarachapisser]

sad to say i’m already yours colin zabel x gn!reader

a/n : okay omg it’s happening. beware of the cringe conversation and pathetic angst i really wanna punch myself in the face. no warning, this just too rush and lame and pretty basic also apologies if its weird cuz english isn’t my first im so so so so sorry. i just love colin sm. 1k wc.

this wasn’t the first time colin shut one's eyes to your presence. you’ve grown very used to his demanding job that takes energy, time, and even attention, which often makes you feel like you’re just a second priority. or perhaps not even counted. you think these all are pretty normal because colin is a very capable and responsible when it comes to work. and you get it.

you frequently texted him asking if he’s working late again. the dinner you’d prepared often ended up in the fridge. you waited for him with the light of the television or with an open book on your lap, while your eyes close from weariness. alone. his reply always comes with an apology buried in his deep voice. you get it.

sometimes you choose to sleep first, only to be awakened by the creaking of the door. your man, with his tired face, throws himself onto your shared bed.

"rough day?"

colin just nods, burying his face in the pillow with a long sigh.

“wanna talk about it?”

“can’t.”

he clearly didn’t have much contribution for the conversation he’ll just kill it. also, colin would likely act as if you weren’t there, so you just smile at his brief response. you actually not sure if you want to cry or laugh at that. the cases that colin handles are sometimes too horrific to share. besides, they’re confidential. you genuinely respect how dedicated your man is to his job. you get it.

colin turns his head slightly toward you, his eyes half-closed. you move closer, give him a quick kiss on his cheek and say goodnight. colin, already asleep, faster than you thought, doesn’t even flinch, nor does he say it back.

for days, communication between you two hasn’t been that intense— no dinners together, no movie nights like you used to plan on weekends, no dates. when was the last time you became intimate with each other? probably two weeks ago. or three? four? you get it.

“want me to make you some snacks?”

“no, that's okay baby.”

his voice was soft, and somehow, ironically you miss him so bad even though he was right next to you.

“i heard there’s a new coffee shop and they have like bunch of pet inside, interesting 'right?”

"uh-huh"

"yeah they have puppies! i really wanna go there,”

“sure. can we talk later, baby? i’m busy right now.”

although he comes home every day, sleeping in the same bed with you, his presence just clearly made you felt nothing but more alone. it hurts to see him come home every night as if you’re just a place to stay. never home, probably just a hostel. how cruel if he’d forgotten your efforts, how you filled his empty cup after what his ex did to him. you didn’t take the easy route to win him over. or maybe you were never capable to replace her in the first place? where did you went wrong? isn't it ironic to think how heartbreaking and sad that you already belong to him?

that day, he forgot his breakfast, and even the coffee you have made remained untouched. how long this has to continue? you don’t hate him, not for a second. it’s just that your efforts to make him happy always seemed to fail.

“colin, we need to talk.”

“about what?”

it takes courage for you to start this conversation. you’re actually scared to bring it up because colin might think you’re overreacting.

“i always tell myself that you don’t mean to hurt me— which makes it less painful. but you know what? you never really see me.”

you slowly touch his hand, feels the veins through his skin, strong beneath your fingers, firm and solid.

he gives you a crooked smile. “what’s wrong with you? of course i see you,”

“no. i know you’re busy with work, but… col, i’m right here. how long do i have to hold on to this if you keep acting like that? i can’t take it anymore,”

“baby, i have work to do,”

“oh can we talk later? we never really talk later. why can’t you at least recognize my existence that i’m here? talk to me,”

a bitter taste filled your mouth. it hurts to face colin's expression, one that looks disgusted with you—at least, that’s what you think. now he’ll even hate you because you crave his attention.

“okay, i’m sorry i’m always busy, it’s not my fault it takes up a lot of my time as if i have choices. but i promise—“

“no. stop,” you shook your head, protesting with what colin said.

“stop what?”

“you talk to me like i’m stupid. i’m not stupid. i didn’t blame your job, i would never,”

“i know you’re not stupid, but you did blame me for a stupid reason,”

there his classic maneuver. his words seem like a clever observation to shift the blame, but it's all wrong. that’s not the issue, it never was, and you’ve never blamed his job. your eyes start to fill up with tears, and soon they’ll spill over. the lines on colin's face looks vividly serious, gazing you with intense look.

“t-this is why your ex—"

colin’s hand quickly grabs your jaw. it’s not rough, but enough to surprise you and make you stop your sentence. you gasped at his furrowed brows, his expression so tense with his wide-open eyes.

“don’t.”

you immediately regret it. you didn’t mean to brought up his past, you truly didn’t intended to hurt him.

“please, don’t.” his hand is still gripping your jaw, but his fingers start to loosen, and his thumb gently strokes your cheek. your eyes are still locked with him, and then you realize that what you see in colin’s eyes isn’t anger. it was fear.

you throw yourself into his arms, burying your face in the crook of his neck, muttering apologies between soft sobs. colin wraps his arms around you, holding you tight by the waist. he hides his face on your neck, pressing his body into yours with all his strength.

“colin, i’m sorry, i’m so sorry…”

for a moment, he becomes a complete silent. letting you stay in each other’s embrace. then he finally speaks.

“don’t leave me. please, not again.”

[patrickztump]

RDR2 | Big Valley

[rotting-mare]

I like this dude

[marchsfreakshow]

Detention And Bickering [Colin Zabel]

Fluff<3

Levi just got detention. Again... What a troublemaker.

More dad! Colin? More dad! Colin !!! ♡

Mostly you and the twins but Colin is here too. (So, maybe a short part 2 if people want it?)

I luv these two twins I made up ok they're rlly cute in my head, pls know I am obsessed with them. They're precious I hope u like them too... Bcs i'll never shut up abt them.

No one's perspective

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Levi was growing up to be a troublemaker compared to Elke. She much preferred doing her homework and going above and beyond for her classmates.

This was Levi's second detention this week and you were picking him up, Elke sitting with you in the car still. "Momma, can we call Dad?"

"Colin's at work bub." You replied with a little sigh, rubbing your temple as you kept your eyes trained on the front door. Elke clearly felt bad, and just climbed up to cuddle into your lap. It couldn't keep you upset for long. Keeping an arm around her side, you let her wrap her small arms around your shoulders. Elke was so cute, and always melted your heart. "...okay let's call your father." You chuckled after a moment.

Your daughter squealed with happiness and reached for your phone in the middle section. Immediately picking it up and handing it to you. Shaking your head with a smile, you called Colin and put it on speaker. "Love? You okay?" He answered almost instantly and you immediately felt your stress disappear.

"Daddy!" Elke giggled into the phone, bouncing a little on your lap.

"Ah, hey sweetie, you both alright?"

"Daddy, Levi got detention again."

He audibly sighed and you could just sense that he was rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Again?" Colin muttered, disappointment through that one word. You mumbled a yeah and kept your eyes on the entrance to the school. "What happened this time?"

"someone insulted momma and Levi yelled at them. Slapped their chest." Elke replied for you since you didn't actually know.

"What?!" Both you and Colin exclaimed. You looked over to Elke who had a guilty look on her face even though it had nothing to do with her.

"uh huh..."

Colin grumbled something before taking a breath and replying. "I think he's been at the police station with me for too long... He's taking influence from the perps."

"I like it there daddy.." Elke frowned at the phone like Colin could see her sadness. But he could tell she was sad. She loved watching Colin and Mare work, helping them sort out files. Colin made an exasperated noise and resisted the urge to sigh again. Your little girl was a daddy's girl through and through.

A small smile on Colin's face appeared despite the fact you couldn't see it. You could definitely hear it though. "I know you do sweetheart but if Levi is going to keep picking up on what the perps in a holding cell are doing, I don't think it's a good idea for either of you to be in the police station with me at work."

Elke pouted and crossed her arms, puffing her cheeks out like she was still 3 years old. "I love you, Elke." He uttered with a small sing songy voice.

Her smile immediately graced her little lips again and she giggled. "I love you too daddy!" You chuckled a little, fully enjoying the conversation as you glanced to Elke, then back at the school entrance.

The doors opened eventually and you rolled the window down, watching a teacher and Levi head towards your car. "Gotta go love, picking up Levi right now." You uttered to Colin. He hummed and nodded to himself. "Love you.."

"ah I love you more my darling." Your husband smiled before hanging up. Elke settled into the backseat again as you opened the car door, walking up towards Levi and the teacher. The teacher started talking to you about what happened and you felt a slight hurt in your chest. The kid has insulted you and your being a housewife. The kid had parents who had wormed their hatred into them, engrained it into their head and they didn't understand. And, of course, Levi being the momma's boy he was, didn't take kindly to that.

You apologised to the teacher for letting Levi spend so much time at the police station, but they simply chuckled and understood. "He definitely wants to follow his father's footsteps."

"They both do. They love being with their father where he works." Your words only stopped when you heard muffled arguments coming from the car. Looking over your shoulder, you could see the twins having a slight scuffle in the back seat. Grumbling an apology, you nodded a thank you to the teacher and immediately opened one of the backseat doors. "Levi. Elke," You sternly stated, getting them to pull away from eachother.

Levi crossed his arms in a huff, sliding back down onto the seat. "I can't believe she told you!"

"I can't believe you're taking after the horrible people behind bars and hurting the other kids!"

Levi went to retort, but he didn't. "...they insulted you momma.." he grumbled, pouting a little. You were still upset at him for being in contuined trouble, but you appreciated that your son was willing to defend you when you weren't there.

After a moment, you sighed and kneeled down, holding your arms out for Levi. He smiled a little and hugged onto you, nuzzling himself into your shoulder. "I appreciate you defending me honey, just, let's talk about how to do it politely next time okay?" He nodded and pulled away from you, getting back in the car.

The twins stayed silent and buckled up as you got back in the car and started it up. When you started to drive, you figured an idea. "...Let's go meet daddy?" You suggested to them, figuring they could get told off by Colin when he was leaving work. They both grinned and nodded excitedly. "Yeah? Alright. No wandering off though."

"Promise!" They were not going to keep that promise.

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