#but no seriously they can echolocate

[echo-coyote]

Fun Fact: Togrutas are capable of echolocation

[girl-lostconnection]

141 hiding from fruit bat reader cuz they know she can’t use echolocation, thinking they’re playing such a funny prank without realizing that she can just sniff them out

Bold of them to assume she can’t use echolocation because maybe she really can’t. But they are being so fucking annoying about that, she HAS to either learn or pretend she could all along.

Like that one video with Ethan and Markiplier where Ethan used echolocation by snapping his fingers? Yeah, imagine that but Reader in a pitch dark room.

Johnny who tries to crawl away but gets caught the first as the result.

Simon who doesn’t want to admit but he IS a little scared so he doesn’t move out of his corner (smart man, even if you can’t use echolocation, your hearing is still excellent).

Kyle is seriously contemplating how much he’s going to get teased if he would just perch high enough. Then he remembers you also has wings and starts slowly huddling towards Simon’s corner.

I feel like Price would be very proud of you in the moment but also very determined not to get caught. His determination would not help him, the room has only four corners and the doors are locked — they aren’t going anywhere

[nightblackowlbat]

Superman and Daredevil swap bodies for a day

I want to read a fic where Matt ends up in the DC universe in the body of a solar powered alien while Clark goes to Marvel in the body of a blind Lawyer. How does it happen? Dunno maybe Matt wishes he could have a chance to see again just for a day and Clark wishes to experience regular human aches and pains.

I just want the JL to hear this guy in Supes’ body say something absolutely devastating like “I have sight again but what’s the point if I’ll still never see my best friend’s face?”

And the Justice League, assuming this guy is from an alternate timeline or parallel universe say “Don’t cry!” (He was crying because the lights are so fucking bright) “We have a picture of Batman right here!” (Bats is unavailable so the League is left to be stupid on their own)

Matt’s just like, “Why would my best friend be called Batman? If anything I’m Batman.” (He’s making an echolocation joke)

And the League is just like whoah a blind Batman!

And he’s all yeah it happened when I was a kid what’s the big deal?

So now the Justice League think he’s Bruce Wayne from a timeline where he was blinded when he lost his parents.

And another misunderstanding happens when Matt asks if the Justice League is this world’s version of the Avengers. The JL instantly assume he’s referring to some kind of villainous or tyrannical group and that he’s from one of the bad timelines. (They have a bit of a point on this one given that literally there’s no need to avenge something that is all good.)

Anyway none of think to question why Matt is handling Superman’s powers and super hearing because duh Batman can adapt to anything.

Meanwhile Matt, who is not Batman is mostly freaking out on the inside because WTF is going on? He can see which is a whole bunch of information he doesn’t know how to deal with. His hearing is still good but his sense of touch is shot. Like seriously, Matt feels like he could shrug off being hit by a bus. What is up with that?

In another universe entirely, Clark gets punched in the face and OW that really hurts! Suddenly he’s fighting blind, literally, and his powers aren’t working! What’s going on? Kryptonite? Ugh, a kick to the stomach, how does Bats walk this stuff off?!?

Somehow he makes it out of that fight, stumbling to a place he can take a moment to think. A quick pat down reveals he’s not in his own body so retreat is definitely in order. But where? He doesn’t even know where or who he is!

Luckily it’s a Team Red team up and Spidey and Deadpool soon notice their Double D looking not so hot. Spider-Man panics because it’s gotta be bad if Daredevil is showing pain. He picks him up and leaps into the air to get him to Matt’s apartment. Anyway Clark now knows what it’s like to be carried by super strong and fast teammate and he’s not sure he likes it.

Deadpool meets them back at the apartment maybe through his fourth wall breaking powers knows what’s going on? Anyway he decides to be a troll and convinces Clark that Spider-Man is made out of spiders while Peter is in the bathroom. Then they tuck Clark in to bed and tell him to call out sick to work.

He does but since that would be out of character for Matt Foggy shows up demanding to know what is going on. Clark is in a world of hurt. Who knew getting beat up could feel this bad? And this guy keeps insisting that he’s always worked through it before, are you dying? And now Clark has a new appreciation for humans.

Don’t know how to wrap this up but once their 24 hours are up Matt and Clark switch back. Maybe logic users from both sides undo it or something.

I know this is a crazy premise but I kept reading fanfics that mention Superman’s hearing and the idea wouldn’t leave me.

[fisheito]

Okay if hypothetically every clan member plus eidem and familiars had some sort of deep buried unbelievably obscure fetish/kink what do u think they'd be. Like this is shit they're taking to the grave. No amount of loving or bonding would ever coax that shit out of them. Not like choking or sounding i mean weird ass shit like being turned on by rocking chairs or some shit. Make it as OOC as possible as long as it's funny

u march into my abode? and demand of me ,, THOUGHTS??

*leans dramatically /woefully/ exasperated.ly against the table* you see, this was why the open mic kinkster night was so appealing to me. OTHERS would come to ME with THEIR ideas, because, when it comes to the Subject *gestures to fetishes* i can't seem to conjure much. the imagination dies here

though the idea of something that cannot be coaxed out of the clan members, not even with the magic of eiden's horny acceptance, is intriguing. is such a thing possible? i like to think that eiden will be up for ANYTHING given the right circumstances.

to play this little game of Imagination, i shall enlist the help of a random word generator. 1 noun+1 verb+1 adjective. let's see what the fates give us:

Eiden: hat/survive/homely - man wants to narrowly escape death after a hit-and-run from something that looks like the ugliest hat in existence. a fashion crime. a practicality crime. really, that thing barely counts as a hat it's so offensive to the eyes. - fear boner? adrenaline boner? - the point is, maybe sometimes you wanna get plowed by a giant ugly hat.

Aster: inflation/tax/efficient - fjoeifrjdgsgorsd gi did not make that up - aster gets off on the thought of money. we know this. but that doesn't suit the prompt of "something they wouldn't dare tell anyone" - or does it? maybe we can argue that aster is SO dedicated to maintaining his Little Angel persona--. that he would never ADMIT that he gets excited at the prospect of succinct bookkeeping and capital gains - he's still pretty open about it, though. - hmmmmm . how about... aster secretly wants to . inflate nobles... with an obscene amount of taxpayer money... (like, physically inflate) until they explode and the blood and guts and cash rain down on him? - once again. not really something you'd take to the grave. but it's all i got

Morvay: setting/impress/mere - i'm struggling again - morvay wants... to...... act like a demure debutant at a fancy dinner.... - and impress the attending guests with his knowledge of fine cutlery - then they all gangbang him on top of the place settings - dude that's not even farfetched. morvay would do that shit openly. on a tuesday night. - seriously, how am i supposed to come up with kinks that are *embarrassing* and *must be kept secret*?? what's the difference between that and this and those? - uhhhhhhhhh. morvay's... forbidden fantasy is... um. you know what, keep the entire setup , but take out the gangbang - yeah. morvay admitting to getting off on zero dicks involved? and NO torture? just everyone peacefully retiring to their own rooms after a pleasant albeit boring meal? sure. why not.

Yakumo: ear/insert/evasive - this word generator is making fun of me - yakumo wants eiden's dick in his ear - that seems pretty straightforward - but. YAKUMO has to get it in - AND! he's blindfolded - so yakumo gets off on the thought of echolocating the position of eiden's dick so he can successfully hang his ear shell on it - because eiden just sticking it in? too easy. too generous. - yakumo needs to work for it. he's sticking his ear against so many things , but eiden has to play the game a bit too (by keeping his dick not completely stationary) - after accidentally plopping onto a hipbone/forearm/knee/foot/etc. he FINALLY hits bullseye and circles eiden's dick - world's worst ring toss game. or is it more pin-the-tail-on-the-donk? - he cums on the spot when he feels that hot throb against his ear hole

Edmond: finding/stress/grubby - eddie is easy because there is a LOT he won't admit to - therefore, the most MUNDANE fantasy could still be something he'd take to his grave - so! simply enough! edmond wants to be discovered absolutely CHOWING DOWN on a 40-layer cake that he's shovelling into his face by the fistful, because stress eating (work is tough) - then, poundtown. while his hands are still disgusting and messy from the frosting of it all - if you wanna play up the "never never NEVER gonna tell anyone EVER" aspect. then just swap out the "grubby hands" for "actual grubs" - edmond wants to get fucked in a tub full of live grubs. - very squishy. very texture. - he gets off on the Disgustingness of it. the risk of grubs getting into places they shouldn't - mr vice captain isn't so squeaky clean after all......

Olivine: goal/glance/direful - i am narrowing my eyes and once again thinking that ...with enough prodding, olivine would admit to smth like this - because fantasies and reality are separate and this lad has not struggled to keep them apart (even if he really really really doesn't want to) - at an important ceremony where one of his parents is getting recognised for their religious/community contributions - where he's forced to be the super wonderful emcee or stage manager or whatnot . to escort his parent on and off the stage - while the parent is making their speech about the importance of piety/responsibility/purity whatever, they make eye contact with olivine - who's getting boinked in the rafters or backstage or whatever - and like. somehow. the parents know. so they have to now struggle to maintain composure while sorta staring down their son who is getting creampied just metres away - suspend the disbelief here, because olivine is NOT getting sexed up silently. the whole auditorium would know - you know what? give him a gag. make it even more obvious - there! getting off to thoughts of deeply disappointed and horrified parental stares! that's certainly something!

Quincy: grocery/compete/rare - ok this is a tricky one because quincy is, once again, one of those dudes i can imagine not being afraid to share ANYTHING - drops the most obscure kinks without any fanfare. he's cool with whatever - maybe this is a case of quincy withholding info because altho he's horny for it, doesn't ACTUALLY want to fulfill it. because it'll take too much energy - he will take several fantasies to his deathbed simply because he is not going to trouble himself to actually do it. - so. maybe this one fantasy is of him at the market. he is shopping for Topper's fave snacks - but this ONE GUY keeps sniping his purchases! look at how sad and hungry topper is now!!!! - eventually there is this PRIZED and SUPER RARE meat jerky. quincy is determined to get it because he hasn't procured any of the other desirable snacks today - but there's only ONE left. and that GUY!!! IS ALSO EYEING IT!!!!!! - so quincy and That Guy race to the stall, dodging obstacles, lifting entire people out of the way, generally expending energy in feats of physical strength/stamina - then they fuck to see who gets the jerky (sex competition) - doesn't that sound exhausting? no wonder quincy's never brought it up.

Kuya: platform/concentrate/endurable - the obvious one is to have a poor little sub on a stage, trying to focus on Being Good and Obedient , enduring 50000 lashes to the back or whatever with a sexy sexy cat o nine tails (kuya's gonna rebrand it to some kitsune kitsch-brand whip) - but kuya would admit to that ANY day. so you know what? he's getting hit with the OOC beam - kuya, in his platform shoes (he likes to feel tall), trying to walk across a tightrope, while heavy kuyorb-painted spheres are suspended from his nipples - or he has a vibrator up his butt. nip weights or butt dildo. either one requires some enduring. maybe both. - HE'S the good boy performing on stage now!! - idk why but he's in a skimpy bikini. with exposed nips, of course. - his platforms can also be those chunky heels he loves so much - honestly, i'm scared of what will happen if you try to subject kuya to a physical task like this. he's not a brawler. he's a mage. this will not end well - maybe the humiliation of failure is what is so enticing to him... in this forbidden, absolute nonsense fantasy......

Garu/Karu: county/pack/rotten - garu wants to go out to the countryside again - but he remembers the visceral fear he felt when he saw Master packing his things.... WITHOUT HIM - HOW COULD HE? he wouldn't think to leave garu behind.... right? he's gonna come over to garu and pick him up and put him in the luggage too, right??? - garu is a stinky puppy and he wants to be stashed away in master's luggage along with a bunch of snacks - so all of Master's clothing becomes stinky with garu sweat and rotting food - then he wants Master to stick his dick through a hole in the luggage (a very conveniently dick-shaped-and-sized hole) - well. then you let your imagination do the rest (and once again i'm thinking that garu would NOT be shy about telling eiden this smelly, overwarm fantasy) - karu on the other paw will NOT tolerate being thrown around like stinky luggage - if he's gonna be stinky, he's gonna be FREE . and the stank will be on his own terms! - nah. if we were to use the same 3 words. but try to find something EMBARRASSING for karu... hmmmm - how about. karu gets put in one of those old timey stockades. the ones u see in the cowboy movies. that counts for the county part. - in FRONT of his wolf pack. because in this fantasy, the great and powerful Karu leads his own pack - but. he gets pelted with rotten fruit - maybe a wolf in the audience is out loud counting the number of fruit that hit karu in the face (second thing that counts as county) - WAIT! no. better yet. they count every time eiden thrusts inside karu - this is supposed to be a shameful? horny fantasy, after all. - very controlled thrusts. because the audience can't count that fast - unless the audience starts spiralling out of lust and they count like a kid tryna cheat at hide and seek 12348-10-99-infitnity (and other rapidfire numbers) - eiden has to keep up the pace - karu wants to be humiliated in front of his followers soooo bad and also not get to eat the nasty stinky food that is falling to the ground around him

Blade: employee/deny/elderly - i'm struggling again. is there really a kink that BLADE would not disclose? this seems impossible. blade will try anything once - blade will bring up hyper unrealistic and unattainable sex positions all the time!! why would he be ashamed? edroids don't know shame (and they shouldn't) - uhhhhhhhhhhh maybe..... maybe blade gets so interested in eiden's old stories of working customer service jobs - that he wants to roleplay a scenario that eiden's talked about before - like. eiden bags groceries. and blade is an elderly customer who needs help putting things away in a logical way. - blade no!!! the bread shouldn't go on the bottom!!!! - and the only hesitation blade feels about this fantasy is when the two are actually trying to recreate it LOL - because eiden is trying to convince him that this is not really sexy - imagining blade in the most cartoonish old lady outfit. wig and cane and super thick glasses. (he's till cute in it, somehow) - in reality it's eiden getting stressed out about packing the groceries properly because blade really IS doing it in a way that no Human who Eats would - also, blade can't really play a convincing Elderly Customer in Need when he is quite clearly lifting entire couches out of the way when his tomato falls onto the floor - eiden: those look heavy. why don't i carry them out for you? *points to the grocery bags in blade's hands* - blade: ok!!! *drops all the grocery bags and puts his hands in eiden's* - eiden: I meant--- nevermind. - they tried, ok.

Dante: version/shed/jumpy - daddy wants to take you to the shed - no, wait. i'm putting dante in one of those jumping playgrounds. the really dangerous ones. with trampolines and bouncy castles everywhere - the ones where kids do ill-advised backflips and knock into each other in midair - dante wants to be surrounded by the whimsy and playful spirit of youth - but there needs to be a shed. hm. - okay not a playground. it's just an outdoor event. and there are inflatable structures upon which children are bouncing - AND there's a maintenance shed nearby. because why not - dante wants eiden to play ... the younger version of himself. dante wants to mess around with Younger Gay Disaster Eiden in the shed behind the bouncy castle - this desire stems from dante's ill-informed idea that a younger eiden would be more naive, and less demanding, and more likely to listen to Dante because in this case Mr SunLord is the wise elder - (shhh. i know. if anything, dante would struggle even MORE to deal with a younger eiden. man's getting Eiden on easy mode right now! but he doesn't know that. so let him dream of being the revered senpai) - so ultimately, yes. daddy wants to take you to the shed (behind the bouncy castle)

Rei: tale/write/narrow - something HORRIFYING? for REI? a kink that mr NoShame would be afraid to admit? i feel like we'd have to go reversies. like rei admitting his kink is "being loved and attended to by someone who genuinely cares for your wellbeing" - how can we spin these words into something loving and disgusting - how about... rei... harbours a deep dark fantasy about........ writing love letters - he and eiden are frequently far apart and their only means of communication is letters. so they send regular parchment full of ooey gooey sentiments and mundane everyday happenings - little kissie marks as signatures and everything - and. and.... his beloved ... is at war - what war? i don't know. it could be a book signing for all we know. it could be the end-of-season sale at the underwear merchant. eiden is at retail war, forced to travel to different locales to fight as an underpaid employee - every time that eiden narrowly escapes death [getting mauled by a grandmother with nothing left to lose], he rushes home to see his precious rei - violent struggles with people you cannot technically push around? really puts life into perspective. - every time a big sale happens, eiden returns home, filled with a new appreciation for Living to see his Wife for One More Night - eiden ravishes rei in their bedroom decorated with all the love letters they've exchanged - rei's most repressed fantasy is mass-produced cheesy romance novel of a love lost at retail

[zloy-kto]

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ࿐ Arcane Headcanons ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ࿐

I hope you enjoy these! I'm going to write some small headcanons for the characters: Steb, Nooshy, Steb x Nooshy, Howl (why no lol??)

FIRST OF ALL FOR YOU, DEAR @traskodjur *smack smack* Okay, I'll write both sfw and nsfw, be careful!! I'll mark nsfw in pink UwU

English is not my native language, guys, sorry!!!

Steb

He doesn't talk much, but he loves to listen to you. After a day with you, silence becomes unusual for him

It's hard for you to understand what he's thinking, but the wiggling of the scales on his face lets you know if he likes something or not

When you're alone, he'll purr sweet nothings in your ear in French (I love the idea of ​​him being French, go ahead and kill me) and stroke your back

He likes to hold hands. His fingers are long and warm, just right to wrap around your little hand

He's reserved on the outside, but deep down he melts every time you smile at him when you meet him. If there weren't people around, this puddle-fish would rush to hug you himself

He's had a very restless sleep since the war. Often wakes up from nightmares and the first thing he does is try to feel you on the bed. When he succeeds, he sighs with relief, pins you under him as if he wants to protect you, and falls back asleep

He is the one who will put a band-aid on your finger and kiss it, just to make you smile

He likes to admire you when you are working, cooking, or just relaxing. I am sure that his favorite pastime is watching you sleep. It makes him feel calm

At night, he automatically listens to your heartbeat

He doesn't have very sharp teeth, but that won't stop him from biting your neck if you ask (please ask, he wants it)

He has a demi-penis, ribbed and quite large (I'm not ashamed)

He likes to make love after a hard day at work, slowly, gently, to show you how much he loves you and to let you relax

He likes to pin your hands to the bed when he wants to show you who's boss. He turned out to be stronger than you thought

He moans loudly, at first he was embarrassed by this and tried to bite the pillow to be quieter

After sex, he likes to put you on his chest to stroke your head until you fall asleep

In fact, he was ready to take you right at work when you decided to tease him. He walked home with one single desire and you're lucky if he doesn't take you right in the hallway

Loves to look into your eyes, especially when he hangs over you, presses your body into the bed and confidently moves inside your pussy, slowly stretching it

Nooshy

She has excellent spatial orientation thanks to echolocation. Her ears twitch funny every time she listens. In a crowd, she can easily distinguish your voice and run to you

She loves kisses. She will kiss you on both cheeks several times, because she can and because she wants to

Sometimes she squeaks and chirps like a bat. Who knows what she is talking about… (Bragging to Scar about her love, lol!)

Do you sleep badly? She will pick out the perfect herbal tincture for you! You will sleep like a log

You should not cross the herbalist, if she decides to poison you - you will not even notice

Nushi took poison in small doses throughout her life, so she has a slight immunity to it (- Darling, this mushroom is poisonous… - oh… /continues chewing/… cool!)

Knows all the plants in the area. Ask her anything and you'll get an hour-long lecture

She's a medic. However, if standard medicine doesn't help you, herbs, tinctures, and homemade medicines will come into play

The little bat is actually terribly worried about you. If you get seriously hurt, she'll secretly cry and blame herself for not protecting you

She loves to chat if the other person shows interest. If you're silent, she'll also go quiet and awkwardly look at the floor

She loves to be touched. Hug her, hold her hands, and she'll be at your disposal

She's embarrassed by her moans. You'll have to take her pillow away to hear anything other than heavy sighs and chirping

She tries not to bite because she's afraid of hurting you

Her back and inner thighs are her erogenous zone, she gets goosebumps running down her spine when you touch her

Her ears are also quite sensitive

She doesn't have a very big libido, but she almost never refuses you. If it happens that she doesn't want to make love, she'll grumble and make excuses in every possible way

She has quite curvy thighs. If you want her to smother you with them, she won't refuse

She loves sucking/licking. No need to ask twice, just spread your legs and she's there! (Does anyone have a fetish for swallowing cum? She does)

She loves the cowgirl position, often tries to sit on you, and will grumble if you don't let her do it at least once

Steb x Nooshy

Lovebirds. Everyone in the area knew about their feelings for each other, everyone except them

It took them a while to realize their feelings and confess to each other. Nooshy did it first

After the war, Nooshy helped Steb treat the wounded, they stayed in the hospital until the night and often fell asleep together

Nooshy joined the Piltover police when she was 16, with fake documents and one desire: to track Silko assets on the surface and give information to Ekko. Steb does not know about this, until now

Bat is not embarrassed to kiss her lover in public, she damn enjoys watching how embarrassed he is, but does not dare to move away

They bought an old house, in the backyard of which there was an abandoned greenhouse, in which there was a small pond. Nooshy put the greenhouse in order, and Steb likes to spend time in the pond (the fish are swimming, gurgle-gurgle)

Nooshy can't swim (okay, she can, but like a stone), but she likes to lie on Steb's chest when he's relaxing in the pond or in the bath

They understand each other without words, by their looks, breathing, or small gestures. People around them think that they have one brain for both of them, and they don't deny it

Nooshy often sleeps snuggled up to Steb. They can't fall asleep alone, so if one of them doesn't want to go to bed, the other one will wait for him and stay awake

Steb once didn't find her in bed at night. Frightened, he ran around the whole house until he found his mouse in the backyard, admiring the moon. They sat there together the rest of the night

They often cook together, eat together, and then walk hand in hand to work. Such simple gestures help them feel closer to each other

They both love children. At Camp Firelights, Nooshy often took care of the little ones, even Scar's daughter, treating them and playing with them. Steb also liked to watch the children (they will have a daughter in the future)

Steb loves to read, and Nooshy loves to listen. In the evenings, she likes to lie on his lap while he quietly mutters the text of the book to himself. She hears everything

Howl (bonuss!!)

He is the same race as Steb

He comes from Zaun, he likes to attend underground fights as a fighter, often coming out on top but with a lot of injuries

He solves problems with force, he is not one of those who like to talk (he is as mute as a fish, ha!), but one of those who will hit at the first opportunity

He growls, bares his teeth and seethes as a sign of threat

He likes to scare the police. Some do not risk getting involved with a savage, and some - get into a fight, which is to his advantage

He ties his fins on his head into a ponytail so that they do not interfere with him

He is not picky about food at all, he will eat everything that you cook for him and will praise you a lot

He will try to treat his boyfriend/girlfriend tenderly. He is not prone to serenades and words of love, but he will show it differently: protect you, maybe steal for you some beautiful thing that you liked

He likes your smell, he buries his nose in the top of your head/neck and stands like that for several minutes, inhaling and purring contentedly

Very, very, VERY vocal and loud. During a fight, he screams and howls, put a muzzle on this savage

He has rough, rough fingers, so he strokes you with caution, as if he does not want to harm

Jealous, sometimes possessive. If you are his lover, he will drive away other potential partners from you with his gaze. If a man who hits on you does not understand his hint, he will not disdain to start a fight

He likes to mark. Bites, spanks, this bastard can be a real sadist if you agree to such experiments. He also likes it when you bite him, the harder the better (let this fool bleed and he will lose his mind)

He also has a demi-penis, big, but not thick

If in the middle of sex you feel pain\bad, he will immediately stop. Let him look stern and rough, at such moments he will stroke you, calm you down and kiss your temple. Do not expect that you will continue fucking this evening

He rarely wants sex, but if it happens - nothing will save you, excuses will stop immediately, as you will be pressed against the wall, and his breath will burn your neck. He will be ready to pounce on you like an animal, but if you feel bad\really do not want intimacy, he will make do with a masturbate

Howl loves it when you touch him. Roughly or gently, he will be delighted, even if you don't immediately understand it

He is resilient. He can pound your body into the bed for an hour, enjoying your moans. Drive his hips into yours, squeeze your hands and growl contentedly

He loves listening to your moans, he will not allow you to muffle them for a moment, he will hold your chin and ask you in a languid whisper to moan louder for him

if any of you want to interact with howl?? lol i'm waiting for you in private messages!

[sarotati]

It's a very popular fact that Chung Myung canonically has a small/snatched waist while still built like a Greek god, but yk what's ever better? Him having a good chunky ass. Like literally. Imagine him passing you and your eyes accidentally drift down to those scandalous, sinfully round and juicy cheeks that are ASKING to be spread open and bitten so well they deflate. And that's only after his reincarnation... BEFORE REINCARNATION? *BEFORE HIS DEATH?* Oh boy he's carrying the biggest cake factory in the whole world. Each time he walks they clap and each time he runs they shake the ground causing earthquakes that shake the core. Just slap em cheeks when you're lost and boom! Echolocation from Chung Myung's divine booty is here to save the day. This should be the only thing fanfic writes should focus on. Literally.

Anyway, do you like his cute little ferret?

Y-you can't do this to me I'm literally sitting next to my mother and aunt (⁠*⁠﹏⁠*⁠;⁠) and it's hard to keep my face straight.

I don't do nsfw ok guys? But yeah...

Let's not talk about his butty cuz I don't want to scream at 3 am. I have such a strong feeling for small waists, big hands, and necks, yeah those look like canvas to me.

This might seem weird af but I mean look at this... Look. At. This. It's just bitable. Tastes like honey I can tell.

Guys istg I don't hate men but I can't stand them at all... But tell me why ARE FICTIONAL MENNN–

Yeah fictional men are saviors, imagine the world with only real men? Brother eugh. They even sweat differently.

Omg stop, I seriously won't be able to sleep tonight–

Oh and I'm so jealous of Baek-ah, that little piece of shit can sleep in Chung Myung's clother and use his abs as pillow. HIS ABS!? My god I wish i was a ferret... Or even a jar of wine, yeah a jar of wine sounds alright.

God pls god when I go to heaven, can I have one Chung Myung pleaaaaaasseeeee I'll be a good person I swear (⁠っ⁠˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩⁠)⁠っ *whisperes* ty anon for sharing this with me, I'm gonna try to focus a little bit more on his unfairly gorgeous features and figure but I can't promise a lot when it comes to his cough uhm y'know (—⸝⸝⸝ᯅ⸝⸝⸝—;) I'll have to stop after each phrase to take a deep breath.

Oh right and guys, I'm sorry for not posting in a while, I was trying to catch up to the novel. I'm finally on 1350+ and I'm so frustrated that I got spoiled on this part, and also I'm still depressed that I deleted 1/3 of the fic I'm writing ՞߹ - ߹՞ still, I'm gonna be back soon.

[mothmanssweetsucculentass]

Lmao what’s this? I’m back with more Creepypasta headcanons, this time for Eyeless Jack.

TW for the following: graphic descriptions of cannibalism/murder/gore, depictions of drug abuse, lacing food with sharp objects, body horror, and generally anything you’d expect from horror.

THERE ARE NO CENSORS BEYOND THIS POINT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY DISTRESS CAUSED BY MY WRITING.

Eyeless Jack Headcanons

He/they

Obviously no longer human

Still has a humanoid-ish body

“Died” around 2011, physically 22

Dark gray skin with a faint blue-ish tint

His blood is black. Like it’s basically oil or tar now. Moves much slower and is thicker than normal blood. He hasn’t checked but he’s pretty sure all his organs share the same color and viscosity now. Like that one breed of chicken with black organs y’know?

Long ears

Lots of sharp teeth. Practically a shark mouth

Y’know what, I like you. Gives your EJ a jaw that unhinges, a mouth that rips open, and a second jaw further back in his mouth (eel jaw EJ supremacy)

3+ long black tongues depending on his mood and how well fed they are

Because of the multiple mouth appendages he has a soft lisp and often accidentally bites his tongues since they move involuntarily

Eyes are constantly leaking the black sludge. Clothing/face/belongings are always sticky

Constantly salivating the same substance, just thinner/more liquidy

Wears a surgical mask under his regular mask to combat it

Very good sense of smell

Seriously he could smell a specific blood type in the middle of a massacre of a shit ton of bodies

Can’t swim

Reddish-brown wavy hair, forgets to cut it sometimes so he sometimes has a fluffy mullet

Claws that can’t retract

Wears a black trench coat and dark gray turtleneck when actually going out and doing shit, the black hoodie is lounge clothes

Has a tail!!!! Closest resemblance to a lion tail, but larger

Lots of catlike/animal like behaviors unconsciously. Will sit on any elevated surface

Purrs like holy fuck the first time someone hears him do it they freak out

Can also growl and hiss

Despite the animalistic behaviors and feral demeanor he isn’t above being civilized

Mostly calm. Gets the zoomies after eating tho

And by zoomies I mean he’s more excitable and extroverted for a little while

Has probably ran around the woods like a maniac at least once tho

Besides Nurse Ann, he’s the most medically competent of the pastas. People usually go to him for more major injuries or sicknesses

Despite his constant orifice leakage he tries to be as clean as possible

His lab is SPOTLESS

somehow figured out a way to dilute his face goop to clean it better. No one knows how he does it tho

Is still very much a nerd. Loves reading any kind of book he can get his hands on

Starts going blind if he doesn’t satiate his hunger for flesh and organs

If he goes blind before getting food, he’s able to use echolocation pretty damn well

Can also see thermal outlines of stuff if his vision starts going

Eyes aren’t reflective so it’s pretty funny when he’s gargoyling somewhere in the manor in pitch black and someone walks in and gets startled by him sitting there staring into the void

HOW are his footsteps so silent

Dude you’re 5”8 and have a stockier build how do you not make floorboards creek

Can eat normal food, but poses no nutritional value to him

Can halfway survive off raw animal meat in emergencies, but doesn’t give him enough energy for long

Only fully kills someone about once a month, the rest of the time he’s able to meticulously and stealthily steal a kidney from unsuspecting victims without incident

Not that he hates killing or anything like that, he’s just as violent as the rest of the freaks

But he HATES the feeling of losing control he often gets when he indulges the violent urges. So he holds himself back most of the time

Besides murder and organ harvesting he often goes out to steal medical supplies from houses and smaller town clinics

Remember him being a nerd? Likes to impress people with gross biology trivia. Most are about the human body but he knows a ton of animal facts too

“Did you know flies and roaches can still live without their heads” type shit

Can’t cook for shit. He’s not allowed in the kitchen period after one of his organ jars exploded in the fridge due to air pressure bs. Ruined all the food in there

Stores his organs in four different mini fridges in his room and lab

Kidneys give him the most energy but he enjoys flesh more than organs when it comes to taste

His favorite is cheek meat and anything involving the neck

Loves to burst the carotid artery and mess around with the blood like a sprinkler toy

Gives the bones of any corpse he fully consumes to Slender. Has no idea what he needs the bones for but never cares to ask

Friends/close with Ben, Helen, Liu, Ann, Masky, and Hoody

Has a tolerable relationship with Jeff, Kagekao, Slenderman, the Puppeteer, Jane, and Clockwork

Doesn’t get along with/hates LJ and Nina

Sally is TERRIFIED of him. Y’know cause little kids are scared of the doctor and whatnot. He tries his best to be as unintimidating as possible when around her but she still prefers Ann over him

HATES being called EJ. It’s a horrible nickname. What if he walked up to you and called you legless Larry after cutting off your legs?

Abrosexual

Loves loves loves LOVES doing dissections/vivisections. Has somehow been able to convince or bribe the other undead and non human mansion inhabitants to let him do a vivisection on them at least once.

Ben enjoyed it the most because he’s a freak like that

“And this is your heart” “gross……. can I poke it” “yeah ok”

Is unfortunately able to understand the corrupt scripts of [REDACTED] thanks to the ritual that took his eyes and life. Tries his best to ignore it.

Nightmare haver! Is too stubborn to go to someone like Ben or Slender to get them less frequently even though both could easily help him

Kind of an insomniac anyways but since his face is almost always covered no one notices the eye bags

Usually takes the top layer mask off around his friends, or if the other masked pastas take theirs off around them as a sign of mutual trust

Surgical mask on their face stays on constantly unless eating or doing anything privately

Has to keep the meds locked up because Ben, Masky, and Jeff have drug problems

“STOP trying to get high off Benadryl it’s not even allergy season anymore you don’t need it”

Not a “dad” character he just doesn’t like wasting resources like that

Doesn’t care about the actual habits JUST STOP STEALING HIS MEDS

LJ for some reason keeps stealing any of his used needles and scalpels. Jack’s best bet is he puts the sharp objects in candy. Gross.

He’s befriended Seedeater the same way a zookeeper befriends a large dangerous animal

Both have a mutual understanding Seed is NOT a pet

It hasn’t even let them pet or touch it

Does follow him closely like a dog whenever he walks through the forest for any reason

Jack has witnessed it take down and decapitate a bear with a single bite before

If he ever has leftovers or parts of corpses about to go bad that they can’t eat himself, they feed it to Seed

Has a small collection of the black fur and feathers that naturally shed from Seed’s body

Also collects other odd things like animal bones or human teeth

His favorite weird thing they’ve collected is a taxidermied axolotl stolen from a victim’s home

Is also super blunt

Not out of malice, he just has a very technical straightforward way of thinking

Always asks anyone for consent when doing anything physical like medical procedures or even just nudging someone out of the way if he’s trying to get somewhere

HATES being touched without their permission or knowledge

Will bite if provoked. Will bite as a warning too

[crushedsweets]

How strong is Jack really? What are his abilities?

he's very strong!!! he would absolutely destroy every one of the creeps in a fight (aside from O/S and zalgo). legitimately none of them stand a chance. imagine mortal combat type murders. ok im trolling but seriously he's really strong

he's also just hard to hurt. his skin is so thick/durable, its difficult to stab into him - and even when you do, the black blood/tar seeps out and quickly seals the wound, it's like nothing happened. its POSSIBLE to kill him, but it'd be hard

some abilities include echolocation/super hearing, thermovision, speed... etc. nothing super special/unique

depending on how hungry he is, his nails can turn into claws. not like acrylics, but like... the keratin thickens, surrounds his finger, and grows long/sharp. the keratin breaks off when the hunger subsides, leaving his normal hands/nails. his teeth do something similar, and his jaw can unhinge

everyone is lucky he wants to be a pacifist

[xxiwritethingsxx]

Ten Minutes: The Most Dangerous Writing Prompt Generator

He stared hard at the ground as he tried to recall his attacker, and began describing,

"It was tall." Lukas frowns. "Much taller than any human has the right to be." He knew that the cops didn't believe him. He could see the skeptic looks on their faces.

"Explain that for us. What do you mean exactly?" The male cop asked. When the police arrived on scene, Lukas remembers thinking the male one was unnaturally attractive, or perhaps unfairly was the correct word. Now Lukas couldn't help but grimace at the belittling tone the man used.

"You know what I mean." He shot back, earning a warning glare from both officers. "It wasn't human. It couldn't have been. Easily taller than that light post over there. Just as skinny too. And it didn't speak any language I've ever known to exist. It just screeked and clicked. Like it was trying to find me." Lukas paused. "Echolocation, I think. Please you have to believe me. It took my friend." The officers' faces lit up.

"Your friend? What do they look like?"

Lukas sighed. Finally, we're getting somewhere. "Her name is Gigi. She's got jet black hair with purple hightlights. She's real skinny. Umm… pretty tall though." He raised his hand about an inch above his head. "Comes to about here. She was the one who drove us out here. That's her car over there."

"And why were you two out here past the city curfew?" The female officer raised a brow.

"Seriously? Are you blaming us right now?" Lukas's voice raised in pitch and volume. The male officer shook his head, glaring at his partner.

"Of course not." He said, clearly trying to defuse the now messy situtation. "We're just trying to understand. Maybe there's some kind of motive behind this."

"There's not motive! My friend was just taken by some monster! If you aren't going to do anything about that, you can find me someone that will!"

[skylarmoon71]

Oliver Queen (Smallville) - Oneshot

You weren’t sure why Clark insisted on pairing you up with him. He was quite literally the most irritating person you’d ever met.

You really thought that it would just be villains and common criminals you had to worry about. But apparently the death of you might actually be this pansy talking your ear off. 

“So Murdock seriously, level with me, is it echolocation? You’re blind, how are you more agile than me?” 

Your frown just deepened as you moved through the building. Lois had a tip about smugglers. Clark was tackling the docks to deal with the shipment while you and Oliver took the warehouse.

Titling your head, your hand pressed to the wall and Oliver froze. Lifting your arm, you threw your stick behind him. He turned, just in time to hear the grunt of another criminal hit the floor unconscious. 

“Nice.” 

You just sigh, walking over to retrieve your weapon. 

“Stop talking.” You growled. 

Not only was he agitating you, but it was hard to hone in when he wouldn’t stop ranting. His heart was also deafening. Once you picked up your stick, you stopped right in front of him. 

“Woah, what’s the deal, we’re on a mission. Are you really trying to get it on in a criminal base?” you could hear the stupid smirk in his voice. 

“Why are you always talking and why the hell is your heart beating so fast? I can’t think.” 

“W-What do you mean it’s beating fast?” 

You really didn’t have time for this. Walking around him, you kept on task. There were at least a half dozen people in the building still. 

Conscious at least. 

You paused when you got to another door. Your intention was to reach for the knob, but your hand stopped. 

“Why are we stopping?” 

“Hush.” 

“Come on, you can tell me, let me in on the plan.” 

“Be quiet.” 

“This whole brooding thing is getting kind of old don’t you think.” 

“Damn it shut up I-” 

You flinched when you heard the click of a gun. You barely had a second to react. Pushing Oliver out of the way, it struck your right in the shoulder. Your body hit the floor with a thud, and Oliver reacted immediately. You heard the whizzing of three arrows, followed by cries of pain. He’d turned back to help you, but you were already on your feet, pissed. Rushing forward, you kicked the door that you initially planned to open in. 

The wooden base broke and you dove inside, taking out the last three men that were struggling to draw their guns. They didn’t have a chance. The first punch took down one of them and the other two, well, let’s just say the bullet in your shoulder was the last straw. You kicked the feet of the man before you right from under him and his friend barely got a hit in. With a harsh blow to his jaw, he was on the ground. 

Oliver stepped inside, looking around, no doubt taking in the arsenal they had. You could smell the gunpowder, as well as the plaster, no doubt for bomb making. 

You were huffing, and Oliver approached. 

“Hey, you’re bleeding pretty bad.” 

“Call the cops Queen.” 

He understood why you might have been annoyed. He just nodded, bounding the criminals as he made the call. 

Clark had tied up on his side pretty quickly, so he raced over, especially after Oliver told him of your predicament. Now you were back at headquarters, refusing treatment. 

“It’s just a bullet wound.” 

“Just and bullet wound should not be in the same sentence.” Emil argued. 

It took a bit of convincing for them to get you on a bed so he could remove the bullet. The entire time Clark stood at the entrance of the door, glancing at Oliver’s guilty expression. 

“It was my fault.” 

“Oliver, it’s nobody’s fault. We knew it would be dangerous.” 

Oliver shook his head. 

“That’s not what I meant. She kept asking me to be quiet and what do I do, talk her ear off.” 

The little groan you released made them look over. 

Emil had just got the bullet, dropping it into the metal bowl. 

“The worst is over.” 

He had a bandage pressed to your shoulder, gloves dirtied with blood. 

“We’re going to stitch you up, good as new.” 

You nod. 

“Thanks Doc.” 

He just smiled. 

“Anytime.” 

With Emil’s skill it didn’t take long for you to be up and moving. Clark had graciously dropped you back to your apartment and instructed that you take some time off. You knew how stubborn he was, so arguing was out of the question. You took the needed time, but instructed Clark to keep you updated on any other missions they would be heading out on. 

Your first week, well you stuck to your actual day job as a lawyer. That evening as you got home, you weren’t surprised at the hero sitting on your couch. 

“Breaking and entering is a crime Oliver.” 

“What! See you need to tell me how you do that?” 

He stood and you moved to your kitchen to make yourself a cup of tea. Leaning your cane on the counter, you searched for a cup as you fired a retort at his question. 

“You reek of expensive cologne. Being rich must be fun.” 

He’s probably wearing a grin. 

“I mean, it does have its perks.” 

“I can almost feel my bullet wound opening up talking to you.” 

It was a jab, you hadn’t been serious, but you caught the way his heartbeat changed and it made you pause. 

“Oliver?” 

“Yeah, sorry, still here.” 

He didn’t sound as peppy as he did a few moments ago. It became apparent that he might have been feeling responsible for your injury.

“Listen, I was just joking. It doesn’t even hurt anymore. I’ve literally been stabbed more than a dozen times and gotten more gunshots that you could probably count. I’ll live.” 

He knew you were right, but everything about the wound was indeed his fault. 

“So, since you’re benched because of me, I feel like the least I can do is help you out. Whatever you need, help showering, I got you.” 

Oliver winked and you rolled your eyes. 

“I was shot, I’m not disabled Oliver.” 

“You do realize how ironic that statement is, right?” 

Suddenly you wished you’d let him take the bullet.

“You were just wishing I got shot instead right?” 

“I’m out of groceries, make yourself useless and get me food.” 

Oliver saluted. 

“Yes ma’am!” 

At the time, you realized he was just trying to apologize in his own way. 

That’s why the weeks that followed he kept dropping by. It was actually kind of nice. Clark refused to let you back until you had at least a month’s worth of rest, so for the time being you were pretty much on bed rest. At least he thought so. You weren’t jumping over buildings, sure, but you weren’t sitting at home on the couch either.

“I’m pretty sure Clark said rest.” 

Oliver strolling into the boxing gym was a bit of a surprise. You lowered your hands, steadying the punching bag. It came to a halt and Oliver leaned on the beam. 

“Couldn’t stay away?” 

You just wiped the sweat from your brow. 

“I’m not exactly known for my knitting.” 

“Hah, good one. I see you’ve been working on your comedic skills. Really, I’m impressed.” 

You finally dropped your hands, reaching for the wraps, slowly rolling them off your knuckles. 

“Something new happened?” 

Oliver shook his head as you moved to the bench to grab your bottle of water. 

“Not really. We’ve busted drug dealers on the south side of town but other than that it’s been quiet. Chloe went to New York to see your friend Castle about the Russian problem. We found a few of their men in Metropolis, she figured they were trying to expand their business.” 

“I’d hardly call her a friend. I hope you guys know Frankie is a shoot first ask question later type of person.”

“Chloe told me the same thing. I guess she’s hoping to get on Frankie’s good side. Hopefully Chloe will bat her eyes and Frankie will stand down, at least for a while.” 

“Good luck with that.��� 

Lifting the bottle, you guzzle the liquid. You hadn’t realized how thirsty you really were. You’d been going at it for a while now. Lowering the bottle, you exhale, rolling your shoulder. 

“Everything okay?” 

“Yeah, just stiff. I was sitting around last week. Now I have to work out the kinks” 

You place the bottle, turning to head back, but Oliver is now blocking your way. 

“You should probably take it easy.” 

You raise a brow. 

“You’re starting to sound like Clark. Since when are you mr. careful.” Your intention is to walk around him, but he takes your wrist softly. 

“Please just...I don’t want you to get hurt. Not again.” 

There’s a pain in his voice that is unlike him. Oliver is typically the laid back one. Always running around making stupid jokes, even when he’s in a bind. But now he’s almost pleading. Something about his voice does make you stand down. You swallow. 

“Okay, I’ll call it a day.” 

You take in the relieved sigh he lets out. It’s quiet, but you’re more than a little observant. 

“How about dinner, my treat.”

You’re not one to turn down a meal, especially since it feels like he needs this. An assurance that you will indeed take a rest.

“I like Chinese.” 

He smiles. 

“I can do that.” 

As requested, you both had dinner. He ordered a few of everything. That night, it was nice. You hadn’t really expected it to become a regular thing. But you weren’t complaining.

Those little meetings kept happening, right up till the last week of your little sabbatical. 

Oliver was giving you a briefing as he’s gearing up. The both of you had been coming back from an Italian place when Clark called. More than anything you wanted to be out there with them, but Clark had all but sped over and you could just feel the look he was sending. 

“Fine, I won’t go. But next week I’m back in, whether you like it or not.” 

“I think I can live with that.” Clark responded. You sent him a smile and Oliver glanced over. 

A sting of jealousy hit him at how easy it always felt when you were with Clark. You followed him without fail and you rarely ever went against his advice. 

Kind of like right now. 

“Hate to break this up but we have criminals to catch.” He butted in. Clark nodded, turning back to you. 

“Need a lift back.” 

“Actually that would be nice.” 

You expected him to take you by the shoulder, that’s why you closed up your cane. When Clark stepped over he picked you up. Your hands were on his shoulder in surprise and he just grinned. 

“Hold on.” 

In a blink he was gone and Oliver glared at the wall. 

“Oh, just hold on. I’m all muscular and strong and fast. Want a ride in my dreamy arms.” Oliver grumbled sarcastically. 

It felt petty, but he couldn’t help it. 

The very day you were off the metaphoric bench, he felt obligated to visit you. It was a quiet night, so he knew you would be a bit antsy. When he stepped in, it looked like you were about to start cooking. He saw the grocery bag in one hand, cane in the other. 

“How’s it feel to be back in the game?” 

“I’m not sure, are you going to be a pain in the ass when I get back?” 

He lifted his hands. 

“Nope, scout’s honor.” 

“Mhmmm.” 

You didn’t believe a word. 

Placing the bag down, you were searching for your phone. Your fingers graced the counter and you felt the device a few meters away. Moving to the wall, you place your cane down as you grab your phone on the way back, slipping it into your pocket. 

“Back at that little criminal base when we were casing the place, you asked me a question.” 

You lift your head at Oliver’s words.  

“What question? As I recall I asked you to stop talking.” 

Oliver smiled. He took a step forward. You were still trying to make sense of his statement. The closer he got, the more you seem to internalize his heart rate. It was hammering, and it’s then you seem to remember exactly what he’s referring to. 

“You asked me why my heart was beating so fast.” 

His words were said a bit softly and you were overly conscious of how much closer he was now. You aren’t sure why you feel a sense of nervousness. 

“Oliver I-” 

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. I’m just glad you’re okay.” 

You can hear every movement, so you could have easily moved away when he leaned in, but you couldn’t get your body to do a thing. His lips pressed to your cheek and you swore that your heart nearly jumped. He finally pulled back, and you can almost hear his smile. 

“Good night (Y/N).” 

You’ve known from the start that this guy would be a pain in your side, now it seems that you were right, but for a completely different reason. You just stand there blushing as he leaves. 

He definitely did that on purpose.

[detective-inspector-her]

Does anyone have non-bird wings in the winged AU? Whether natural or artificially changed somehow

Sanguine has bat wings.

Something I've forgotten to add is that they can have similar abilities or habits as the bird/insect/winged animal they take after. People with bat wings can use Echolocation, which comes in handy for Sanguine. People with insect wings can create poison depending on their species.

Vampire wings change to vampire bat wings or vampire moth wings. If you were a sorcerer before you were bitten, your wings look how they used to (like an owl or sm) during the day and in the night it's revealed to be something else.

(I go beyond the ask here)

Crows (like Skul and Val) are more intelligent than normal people, which goes with their detective thing. Skulduggery takes advantage of his intelligence obviously and those who weren't around when he was alive, they don't know what sort of wings he has.

Crows mate for life, those with Crow wings take this very seriously. When Caelan first kisses Valkyrie, she's disgusted on instinct and the whole cheating plot never ends up happening because it just goes against everything she is. Same as Skulduggery. He's never cheated on any of his partners. Has he betrayed them? Yes. But he has never dated two people at once so it doesn't count in his eyes. Sockets? Whatever.

Crows remember faces and can hold grudges. Let me introduce you to Skulduggery Pleasant. THE Grudge Holder.

Crow Winged People get along well with wolves and dogs. Omen once found a stray, befriended it, and it ended up barking at his parents when they yelled at him, leading to the dog being taken to the pound. (Omen becomes resentful earlier because of incidents such as these.)

Moving on from crows.

Nightjars are nocturnal, feeding on night-flying invertebrates like moths and flies. Tanith follows the nocturnal part and has an instinctual dislike of those with insect wings. Fun fact: Nightjars are migratory, arriving in the UK from Africa during spring. This is how she and Frightening met, Tanith flies to Africa every once in a while. She was groomed into ignoring those parts of her instincts but she enjoys the trip.

Sometimes male Emus really don't like each other and may chase other males away- This is what happened shortly after Fletcher gained his wings. Cameron Light was also an Emu and Fletcher decided that he didn't need his opinion. As he matured he chilled out and was excited whenever he met those with Emu wings like his. (someone can correct me on these btw, I'm no bird expert.)

As it turns out, Ravens and Crows don't get along. As it also turns out Solomon and Skulduggery don't get along. Solomon is mildly standoffish to those with crow wings, minus Valkyrie because he saw her magical potential and decided that she was the exception not the rule.

Eagles are outgoing, confident about their abilities and have no problem telling you what they are thinking. Nefarian is all of this, but he's often laughed off due to the fact he's grounded. Eagles do not eat dead things but fresh prey, this ends up translating (in Nef's case) to him killing Skulduggery because he became a thorn in his side and it would have been unsatisfying if anyone else killed him.

I'll be happy to talk about individual characters to go more in depth on them because the more I think about this au, the more attached I get. Thank you for the ask.

[land-of-holly]

Rings of Power Season 2 Episode 5 Liveblog

Ooh nice landscape shot over the Misty Mountains

The Seven!

Is all of King Durin's bling also gonna fall victim to the Ring's jealousy?

Narviiiiiiii

The King's just going mad with power, nothing to see here

He may have brought the light back, but it's still an OSHA violation

THE DOORS OF DURIN!

If this is all we get of the Celebrimbor/Narvi teamup I will be disappointed but LOOK ANNATAR!

Tyelpe is on to him!

Love the conflict over the rings for Men. This is the kind of development upon previous work I look for in an adaptation. It fits well into the previous themes.

Annatar had NO SENSE OF PERSONAL SPACE

Well obviously Annatar isn't just going to take no for an answer.

NO he's just going to make them himself?? Just disregard Celebrimbor entirely?

Ooh, here comes Pharazon's Elf envy

Damn this guy is hardcore, who says that to their own son?

I do see why people ship Miriel/Elendil, damn

Oh girl, you don't really believe not fighting back is the answer. I can see it. You wanna fight back so bad.

Mass resignation?

Oooh, nope

I love the father-daughter conflict! It's a role women don't get to play very often in this exact way

Political unrest in Numenor!

Just because Pharazon is anti-elf doesn't mean he's anti-power lol

Dead...fish?

Normally I'm against disparaging the wielding of a perfectly useful tool to attain valid goals as "cheating", but one, I can't contradict my wife Disa, and two, that ring is obviously super sus

New taxes??

An extended scene of ball chasing is a little silly but I am not immune to DISA LEGS

She has echolocation??

More dwarf extras!

Okay now King D's just getting nasty

I've made peace with Early Balrog. It's not like they have a 3rd age timeline to fuck up, after all

I guess not even a ring can separate a dwarf from his bling, it's still there

Forge is haunted.

Aw damn he nerdsniped Celebrimbor

Wonderful convo between Celebrimbor and Durin

So Mirdania did see Annatar's true form, and he admits it, but he convinced her not to tell an adult like a FUCKING CREEP

Oh THAT'S why everyone was talking about Annatar rizzing Mirdania up, JESUS

DON'T TOUCH HER

Damn, Kemen, you shouldn't have cultivated such a punchable face

And Valandil, unfortunately, shouldn't have let himself been named after a canon character's future canon kid

The dropping of 'Faithful' and 'King's Men' felt clunky to ME but it's possible I'm biased

Annatar once again proves to be made ENTIRELY out of red flags. Protip, kids: if someone is all "Well now we've been bad together, we have no choice but to never talk to anyone else about this or we'll be in trouble"--RUN

(Seriously)

Elf extras!

Oh no now he's just sinking more cost, trying to make things right. Poor Tyelpe.

Oh, right! What's Adar up to?

Oh the elf armies need help? Whoever could come to their aid?

Everyone wants Galadriel on their team!

Wow there was a bunch about this episode that I liked a lot. Annatar continued to be the absolute star of this show, the fucking creeper

[ishtates]

Headcanons on how Ishtar and Abducius feel about touch and cope: tw implied unwanted touches, self harm

I will preface I am someone who has been touched against my will and self harmed. Due to people being fucking stupid I will say this; proshippers fuck off, I /actually/ take these matters seriously.

Ishtar:

- she tends to either freeze up, flinch away, or whimper. There are very rare moments where she'll hit you.

- her worst spots are her shoulders, wrists, hands, stomach, and private areas ( obv ), but just about any spot scares her.

- you'll have to ask for most touches. Later on in a few years she's fine with quick pats, little cheek pinches, and loose hugs, but otherwise almost all touch should be asked for first

- other things that scare her are playing with her hair, covering her eyes, and loud noises, but she can handle loud music

- she prefers baggier, fluffier clothes. There may be rare moments where she doesn't mind showing skin, but you'll mostly see her in robes, sweaters, or some of Teutates' clothing. They help her feel safe and protected, and they help more when she experiences phantom touches, she can press the comfort of them onto herself

- Teutates can touch her pretty much at whatever time, she's fully comfortable with her. Overtime, Teutates' touch helps cover and bury the feeling of others touching her

- Anything soft, like a plushie, blanket, or pillow, helps a lot during panic attacks relating to her trauma of being touched

Abducius:

- he's a fighter. Any sudden touch and you're either getting cursed at, punched, kicked, bitten, or he hits you with whatever he's holding

- he doesn't have any definitive worst spots other than his back, arms, and chest, everywhere is a no go. He's blind so he can't see you coming. He does learn to visualize his surroundings in his head through noises and echolocation, but still. No.

- he freaks out if you pull his bandages or touch any of his collars, afraid of being modified or them being pulled off

- anything that fully covers him up, he loves it. He prefers tighter clothing, it holds him together and it's not easy for others to take off or put their hands through

- he's one to use stress toys to push away the feelings of phantom touches, that or he stabs things.

- overtime, he learns to trust everyone with himself, especially since he can almost in a way "see" someone coming, but he prefers if it's Shub and his friends

Both:

- they've both self harmed to try and get rid of phantom touches, but they have found better coping mechanisms. By 2024 Ishtar and Abducius are 10 and 7 years clean ! Of course along the way they'd end up relapsing, unfortunately, but they're healing !

- they don't mind each other's touches much. They've both had moments where they try to hug each other or hold the other's hands to get used to it and for comfort

- Both frequently have nightmares

[villainsimpqueen]

"Below it glows" core/ lore.

(Art not told that its made by was found on pintresest.)

Na'vi woman and man aet made by @nin3kyuu

Art of random tree roots- me :)

"Below it glows" Is a fanfic i am writing about my Cave species Na'vi oc i made a while back on my old account.

This is the Ivonyok Clan, A cave dwelling species that lives deep deep down underground. They are entirely sealed away from the 'Surface Walkers' World and is a clan that was long long forgotten.

Unlike the" Surface walkers" and "Deep current swimmers" The Ivonyok clan (Dweller species) Have are still in the image of what they believe is of ALL Na'vi species very first ancestors. Eywas first childrens.

They have four ears, the top two being larger than the bottom two and they have full control in moving all four ears in different directions. Their sense of hearing is very sharp allowing them to hear crystal clear in the underground Caves, tunnels and caverns. Their ears play a huge part in how they "see" underground, because they are a primary blind species. (When all of them are spread out/ Fanned out they give a butterfly effect!)

They use echolocation to not only find and communicate to each other at long distances in the underground world, but also to find food and supplies. They also have a great sense of smell!

They can see, but they would have to get VERY, VERY close to see. Their poor eyesight is dur to them living in the dark for over well, since the very first ancestors. They may have any color of eyes however their eyes irises would be extremely pale as majority of the entire clan would have milky white eyes or silver. However when light reflects into their eyes it causes a glowing effect. (They eyes are like high lighters!)

They have two queues, like most animals of pandora! Their queues are able to connect to the rocky walls of the underground allowing them to connect to Eywas cave systems this is how they can move cave walls to access tunnels to move around underground. This also allows to have Two Very powerful bonds!

A Mate and a Platonic partner.

And yes, Their Platonic partner may be someone they have play time with too. Platonic Partners are typically met and found durring the individual childhood and are a very close and trusted friend. This partner knows EVERYTHING about this individual and vise versa, and the person they most likey had practiced with to be a worthy mate for the one that caught their eye. Platonic partners bonds are taken very seriously and the secrets between one and their platonic partner are secrets that are taken to Eywa herself in ones passing. If one was to tell another their platonic bonds darkest of secrets or betrays them, they will suffer the most painful and agonizing punishments.

Besides mates, One and their Platonic partner May even have children with each other, AS long as their Mates are all in agreement! This occurs if ones mate can not bare or sire children, then their platonic partner is someone who can step in and aid in that issue as long at that partners mate (If they are mated.( agrees. Or if all partners and Mates want to combine families! (Poly families are more common in this clan then one would think!)

Mates of course i dont believe i need to go into detail about them but they are ones most important priority. They are the significant other one Ivonyok member will want to stay with for the rest of their lives, have families with and much more.

They have Two tails which aids in the balance but their tails have special senors at the end of them which as they walk or move through their home caverns they will dragg their tails on the ground or against walls to further aid them in their "sight." Feeling vibrations in the cave walls seeking out threats that their ears may not be able to catch in time. (Which is very rarely!)

Their home depite being underground where little as to no sunlight enters is NOT barren! They have many underground animals living amonst them and their home is filled with dark thriving plants. Such as illuminating mushroom forrests, various of illuminating mosses, insects, ferns, and even glowing under ground lakes and streams and waterfalls that have eyeless fish species.

Like their environment that illuminats and glows so do they! Their stripes and freckles/spots take on a bright glow Sticking out on their skin. Their skin not seeing the sun light would be various colors of grey. to mate them better with cave walls from predators that do have night vision. The patterns on their skin would almost seamlessly blend them into any luminous crystals that stick out of the cave. walls.

Clothing

Clothing is based on each individual preference! Simce their eyesight is so poor there is no real need for clothing. Their bodies are perfectly well adapted to their undergrounf worlds freezing temperatures, and their bodies have perfect ammounts of fat for their individual metabolism and heat resources. These guys tend to be more on the Thiccer side to real insulate their body temperatures but their hieghts come in various of sizes!

It is not uncommon for any gender of the Ivonyok clan to not wear anything at all besides jewelry peices or somg cords. Some wear thin silky skirts made from the finnest moss in their underground homeland. (Though they are mostly transparent.(

This unlike to surface clans is not considered indecent! Unlike their brothers and sisters who walks the surface or swim in the deepest of currents, the Ivonyok clans species dont show anything. Their bodys had adapted and evolved different down stairs Autonomy.

"Ken doll" is what Colonel Miles Quaritch observation when he was the first human ever to see members of their clan, and welcome to learn their ways before his head injury accident.

Yes this species males parts are tucked away inside seemlessly and The females are perfectly smoothed as well. The only things thay would be "Indecent." Is all genders nipples.

But also despite they have poor eyesight, being in ones personal space to see one each other so clearly is considered sacred. It is the ultimate form of trust with another and this is typically only done with family members, very close friendships, Platonic partners mates and of course their Tsahík. They are very touchy about personal space and to force your way to be so close to them where they can see you without straining their eyes unwelcomed is just asking for a confrontation that includes very sharp teeth and claws, and someone possibly losing a limb.

One should ALWAYS ask to approch closly.

[jentegas]

* ( JENNA ORTEGA. TWENTY FOUR. CIS WOMAN. SHE/HER. ) since you aren’t aware of them yet… that’s ( ESMERALDA HEROUX ) wandering around in hollow creek! from what i know they’ve lived in hollow creek for ( FIVE YEARS )  i’m also aware of the fact that they work as a ( BARTENDER. ) in town! but if you were to ask me, what i see when i think about them are: ( CHUNKY JEWELRY, A SWEET TREAT, BITTEN LIPS, STARGAZING, AND OVER THE EAR HEADPHONES ) if anything, i feel like they could be ( RESERVED + METICULOUS & CYNICAL + BLUNT ) it’s really weird, though… because they seem to be hiding something that no one else knows. but i sure do! and that is ( CLOSED FILE… REDACTED. ). wild, huh? i know. they’re hoping no one will ever find out. and the very last thing that i’d say about them is that they’re mainly known to be ( THE OBSERVER ) just keep a lookout! who knows if they’re putting on a facade! / pinterest.

mention of child abandonment.+ disability

BASICS:

full name: esmeralda genesis heroux nickname(s): esme, es age: twenty-four gender: cis woman pronouns: she/her sexuality: bisexual biromantic date & place of birth: december 31 in el monte, california occupation: bartender & paleontology grad student faceclaim: jenna ortega piercings: so many. six on each ear, a belly button piercing, and a nose stud traits: reserved, polite, observant, cynical, meticulous, blunt, curious, stoic similar to:  kat stratford (10 things i hate about you), prue halliwell (charmed), gayle weathers (scream), camilla saroyan (bones), monica geller (friends), nancy wheeler (stranger things), beca mitchell (pitch perfect) aesthetics: coffee with an ungodly amount of creamer, humming songs while cooking dinner, going outside at 3 am to look at the stars, accidental 5 hour long naps, an earbud always in one ear, an array of rings on each hand, bitten lips, over the ear headphones

BULLET POINTS:

— born as one of two twins. her parents, who didn't know they were having twins, gave her up because they didn't prepare for two children. --- esme, who had been born legally blind, was chosen to be the one given up — was fostered and later adopted by parents aksel and sarah heroux in manhattan, new york. — found her forever home with the two, later coming to have younger siblings of her own (their younger brother aleksei is very close to their heart and practically her best friend) — growing up she was always known as an “old soul” (read: autistic), and on account of both their disability and a personality that favored blunt (but observational) remarks, esme was teased a bit relentlessly — grew to be quite reserved and tightly wound as a defense mechanism, building strong armor in the form of poisonous words and evasiveness (no she will not process any of this please dni) — leant into books, music, film, and poetry to help her escape throughout the years and cherished the time she had with her family (homeschool kid ass energy…) — moved to hollow creek their senior year of high school (wasn't happy about it) (bad times in the heroux household) and didn't have much of a warm reception there either. she preferred to stay to herself and this continued into college — has a bachelor's degree in geology and is currently pursuing a graduate/doctorate degree in paleontology. special interest in dinosaurs and yes it is ridiculously serious — works as a bartender at the local dive and takes their job/her customers very seriously (queen of having a moral code) — currently maybe getting a bit too curious about finding out what the fuck is happening in town/its history … maybe she should watch where she steps :O 

HEADCANONS:

— wears special glasses that correct the little vision she had – can now see pretty much 20/20 with them on, hates them and sometimes doesn't wear them — when not wearing their glasses usually uses a form of echolocation through little tongue clicks or snaps and wears sunglasses to cover her eyes (has very fun shapes i must say)

— autistic special interest is dinosaurs. sleeps to dinosaur jungle asmr. please do not engage unless you want to have your ear talked off.

---  baby loves to cook. always trying new recipes & loves to host dinner parties. she did many a cooking classes as a kid. she also danced for a while, but uses it now more as stress relief than anything else. — always tired. 9/10 if she isn’t replying it’s because she’s sleeping. insane concealer budget — loves film and movies and thinking way too deep into them. her letterboxd goes crazy. that being said, their standards are questionable — actually enjoys her job a lot and takes it oddly seriously, won’t judge anyone for what they say while drunk and ranting to her because she thinks it’s mean to do so when they’re most vulnerable. — plays up the dry personality when she’s bartending because it makes old men tip her well. — big fan of animal crossing. terraforming beast. her sims house goes crazy — she has a black leopard gecko named honey, a black cat named milagro, and an array of fish, including a small leopard catshark named buddy. — collects bugs in amber as well as other small fossils — maximalist and has a bajillion stuffed animals — favorite season is winter — always wearing chunky boots — always cold — wicked sweet tooth — rides a motorcycle (her dad hates it she keeps giving him a heart attack) — never found without their cherry cola flavored vape <3

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

— idk man. someone teach her how to have fun. she’s 24 she should be at da club — a best friend a childhood best friend perhaps … — unlikely friends!! people esme has absolutely no business being friends with and while it has no rhyme or reason it somehow works well -- very likely friends (read: hater ass bitches together) — college friends/a core friend group — friend she bonded with the second she moved in high school — lit anything else idk. fwb. exs. enemies. frenemies. who is she serving at the bar!! who is selling her her cherry cola flavored vape and/or weed!!! who's trying to go to the movies with her??!?!? let's find out! let’s go crazy stupid wild guys

[gamerdog1]

Morbius Review

Yeah, I know I'm late to the party with this one, but better late than never, eh?

I think everyone knows, or has at least heard of the infamous Morbius movie. A film trying so hard to launch a universe of Spider-Man baddies without Spider-Man, that got launched into the spotlight through sheer force of meme potential. You couldn't take to steps anywhere on social media without hearing about it.

Fast forward a few years, and while picking out bean sprouts from pad thai I could've sworn I asked for without, I decided to give this living legend a go. And what I found, unfortunately, does not live up to the hype.

The film follows a doctor with rare blood disease, who spends his entire career experimenting to find a way to cure himself. When he discovers that splicing bat DNA into his own blood eases his symptoms, he thinks he's cured, but quickly realizes that he's become a bloodthirsty vampire. With the feds hot on his tail, Morbius tries to find a way to fix himself, save his girlfriend, and avoid the wrath of his rival.

Sadly, my wordy plot summary does this film more justice than it does itself. This film drags on more than a grandmother giving a stern talking-to. So much of this film is bland, stock set-up, and then when Morbius finally becomes a vampire, we quickly go back to human drama like its nothing. Its almost like the film doesn't think we should see him doing cool things for very long, so it forces the little freak to sit down, shut up, and be normal while it keeps spinning its yarn about hospital workers and rare diseases.

its quite an accomplishment, really, to make a story like Morbius' so dull. At times I found myself on my phone, distracted from all the mundane talking scenes. I now understand how my little cousins feel, when they ask me to skip to fight scenes in shows we watch.

Eventually, when the seriousness of this film bubbles over, it becomes accidentally hilarious. Jared Leto saying "stinky little pinky" nearly made me spit out my drink, and watching him and Matt Smith throw each other around like ragdolls had me kicking my feel and giggling. This film should not be funny, and clearly isn't trying to be, yet somehow it is. Maybe if all other crappy Sony movies like these did this, we'd be a better society.

However, I'm not counting out this film entirely. At various times while watching, I exclaimed "that was pretty cool" or "what a nice shot", unsarcastically of course. Within this ball of over-seriousness and accidental humor are some half decent shots, scenes, and effects, which injected some much needed life into the veins of this shambling corpse of this film. The swarms of vampire bats were a stand-out for me, mostly because I can't imagine how long it took to animate it, and I hope the animators got paid good money. The smoke effects during flight and echolocation were pretty cool to look at too, and are a fresh take on visualizing sound.

All in all, though, Morbius isn't what I expected. I came for a so-bad-its-good film about a silly vampire guy who 'morbs', and I ended up with a film that took itself way too seriously to make itself funny all the time. I'm a bit disappointed, but hopefully this doesn't dissuade Sony from making more crappy offshoot movies like these. If they can make them sillier, I'll watch them all.

4/10