#aaaaa this was so fun to write!!!

[justsleepyrune]

@fallenlondonficswap @thedandy-detective

I have no idea what Tobey’s like, but have a dog fueled misadventure! For the secret swap!

General rating | Tobey, Brett, the Grubby Kitten | 1040 words

“Tobey, come here, you can’t just run away,” Brett sighed, watching the small terrier stumble about, little legs trotting in the most abstract of lines. “We’ve got plans, remember?” 

The terrier didn’t listen, continuing to wind about. Perhaps he had his own plans, something involving tracing every fifteenth cobblestone as he wobbled about. Brett followed, easily keeping up pace with his dog, still not reaching to grab him. “This case is an important one,” he began to lecture. Tobey didn’t care. His nose twitched in the air. He darted away, following the winding path of the delicious scent that he had caught. 

See, Brett was a detective. Brett could solve a case, put clues together, chase down the faintest of evidence trails. Tobey was not. Indeed, it wasn’t clear if Tobey was even aware half of the time, as absinthe drenched as he managed to be. However, there was one thing that Tobey was excellent at, just the same as his owner. Tracking down whatever trail had caught his interest.

This, of course, wasn’t anything like a case. No, Tobey had caught the scent of ham. Tinned ham, specifically, an abomination of dubious origin, but one that certainly still smelled like meat. 

“Tobey, come back!” Brett was already falling behind him. Tobey wondered, for a moment, whether he should wait for him. However, he was far more focused on running in a straight line, not tripping over a stray cobblestone or a random passerby’s foot. 

His feet skid, barely retaining traction on the paved street. He looked back, just for a moment, to watch his owner nearly collide into two women on a stroll, only to collide into someone himself.

He hit the small kitten full speed, bowling her over and sending himself toppling over too. They flopped into the entryway of a small, grimy pawnshop, each window boarded over twice. Tobey huffed, trying to decide which direction was up. That one. No, actually, it was this one. He stood, shaking himself off.

The Grubby Kitten watched him, green eyes wide as she skittered backwards, ears flattening as she hissed in disapproval at his clumsiness. In a similar accent to a few of the urchins he had seen throwing rocks from the rooftops, she began to scold him. Something about how she wouldn’t expect much from a dreary creature as himself, but he was miserably failing even the lowest of expectations.

Tobey blinked. He wondered if he should be listening. He’d caught the scent of tinned ham again. He began to inch  away, stepping backwards, hoping to escape the shrill kitten’s long winded speech.

Suddenly he was being yanked upwards, his sense of direction scrambling in three different directions, finally collapsing back together as he was pulled to Brett’s chest. “I told you not to run off,” Brett sighed. He sounded a little out of breath. “I just ran into such a lovely couple, nearly spilled the poor woman’s tea all over her, and then,” Tobey tuned him out, trying to wriggle away again. While he couldn’t decide which way was down, he was pretty convinced that it involved getting away from Brett’s firm grip.

“Keep a better eye on ‘ur pup,” the Grubby Kitten hissed, prancing a little, as if she was older and more respectable than her small size and general bedraggled nature betrayed. 

Brett paused, before looking for a safe spot in the entryway to take a seat, safe from the general grime. Finally he found one, carefully sitting, Tobey still struggling in his arms. “Er, I’m very sorry, ma’am.” 

The Grubby Kitten sniffed, head held high in the air. Tobey swung his head back and forth, before attacking Brett’s arm with ineffectual headbutts and kisses. Brett barely blinked. “He knocked into me,” she grumbled, pacing again. Back and forth, she weaved, circling Brett, still watching him with big green eyes. “Don’t want any ‘alf-wit, useless apologies.”

Tobey rather thought that she was a dreadful creature. It wasn’t his fault that he hadn’t been looking where he’d been going, he hardly remembered to look at all half the time. But Brett smiled, because his owner was kind. His owner had always been far too kind. “Might I offer a secret, in exchange for your forgiveness? He can be quite clumsy sometimes.”

The kitten paused, tail flicking up as she considered, eyes alight with the idea of making a real trade. “I suppose I could forgive ‘im, just this once,” she finally grumbled. 

“Thank you, miss,” Brett smiled. She hissed a little at his smile. It was almost pathetically adorable, Tobey thought. She may have been dreadful, but she had some half of the skill that he’d learned early, of looking as cute as possible when a mess. In his case, drenched in absinthe. In hers, being an utter brat, filthy, and looking like something that had slept in the gutter. Obviously, Brett had much more refined tastes. Still, Tobey’s owner leaned down, pulling Tobey away from his reach for a moment, to whisper some secret in the kitten’s ear. 

Tobey’s owner was forever too kind.

The kitten’s tail flicked back and forth as she listened, before scampering two steps back, as if afraid that he would snatch it away in an instant. “You’re forgiven,” she sniffed, looking to Tobey. “Watch where ‘ur goin’ next time.” He wouldn’t. In fact, he thought that he’d barrel into her even harder. Even if, at the moment, he couldn’t quite decide where she was. 

He’d figure it out.

Brett stood again, saying a polite farewell to the kitten, who bolted before he’d even halfway finished. Urchin pets. They never had many manners. Tobey squirmed upwards, licking Brett’s face, as they walked away.

“Goodness, alright,” his owner sighed, scratching behind his ears, before begrudgingly setting him down. “If you’ll stop fighting our feline friends, let’s get on with our plans? I can’t miss this interview. It took a lot to get the devilless to agree to a meeting, I don’t think she’ll accept tardiness. Besides,” and Tobey had stopped listening, having caught the scent of tinned ham again. 

He bolted once more, ignoring the shout of his exasperated owner behind him. He was hungry and he had a ham to track down.

[remxedmoon]

hey. you 🫵. isat fan. you should read slay the savior. like right now. this is an order. i’m talking directly into your ear like the green m&m.

ANYWAYS!!! fanart for my friend @basilpaste’s au!!!!!! because it recently wrapped up and it is rotating in my mind forever. i would probably put a whole ramble here if it wasn’t past midnight so just. go read it!!! and look at the designs!!!!!!!! because they’re really good!!!

(also!! tap the image for better quality and stuff! tumblr crunched up the preview for this one…)

[sentfromwolves]

Hey writing friends! (❁´◡`❁) Along with my new writeblr intro post, I also just wanted to make a more casual post too calling for more writeblr blogs to follow and interact with! If you write any of the following or are interested in the following and 18+ feel free to say hi! I'd also love to hear about all y'alls wips so I can find more writers to follow for 2024! (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

sci-fi and fantasy of any kind! cozy fantasy, epic fantasy, space opera, romantasy, you name it, i'm usually here for it! >:3

trans/nonbinary protagonists and big queer casts! it is my bread and butter (and what you'll always find me writing too)

Intricate worldbuilding in any genre! Especially ones with intricate politics, funky magical systems, or corrupt religious systems. I'm always down to yell about worldbuilding because I think it is Neat af

You just like to shout about ocs!! I'm so here for it, and I love making more connections here with people who obsess with their ocs the way I do. >:3 come yell at me about them anytime hehe

OT3S!! OT3S!! Please. Thank you.

2nd person POV & Epistolary Narratives or funky narrative experiments. This is hands down my favorite povs to read. I'm obsessed with them. Please come be obsessed about them with me.

Big found families! YES yep yes it's me I'm that bitch I love this stuff it's honestly my bread and butter ESPECIALLY IF IT IS DYSFUNCTIONAL AS HELL (bonus points if they try to murder each other at some point)

Non-European fantasies/celestial fantasies/space fantasies/underground fantasies. Yeah I know I put fantasy above, but celestial fantasies and consumed world concepts are something I'm obsessed with and I want more people to be obsessed with

Queer contemporary fiction. I'm usually in the sff boat but sometimes I write contemporary too, and I'd love to connect with more writers who write both.

The list could go on forever and ever, it's not exhaustive at all! Honestly if you're just interested in new writers to yell with, feel free to hit me up! I'm also looking to build a 2024 tag game list for writer games, so if you'd like to be added, let me know! I love spreading fun writing games around whenever I can. >:3 💝

[sealofarchives]

Hello, could you do a Rottmnt headcanon of what kind of relationship Leo, Raph, Donnie and Mikey would be?

Headcanon: The reader might need 4 rings in the future since they couldn't decide on one turtle. (Requested prompt)

A/N: sorry for bringing up watt/pad again but, I did at least a couple of oneshots towards the reader in a poly relationship with the guys. So I had a bit of deja vu seeing this type of prompt again (probably around 5 years of writing) but anyway...

One last note: It was a bit difficult to understand the wording towards this particular ask. I already had some unpleasant interactions with "those fans" so I hesitated for a bit with this one.

So please double check your asks before sending it because I don't want to end up with another semi-hiatus because of asks that were out of my control...

If this isn't the kind of relationship you're into, then just skip this one.

Leo

He honestly wasn't expecting you to make the first move.

And tbh, he kept pacing around his room by the time the new feelings bonked him on the head. Like "Ooooh no... (Y/N)'s actually really really really cute..."

Surprisingly, he went to Splinter for advice. Part of his soul left his body when the rat man explained the importance of that special relationship in a lovey dovey manner. But, actually listened slowly realizing Splinter's previous relationships ended in failure. Especially with how things are with Splinter and Big Mama.

Its close to the end of the week when you suggest that idea to date all four of them. And you were very much taken back that he's okay with it. Though he can't promise not to be jealous from time to time. But, he and his brothers will make sure not to break your heart and will swear by it.

- More likely to do surprise visits (or alerting you with a text that he's dropping by for a few minutes. sometimes close to an hour or more if he's not really in the mood for a night patrol)

- Accidentally starts light hearted competitions with him and his brothers trying to impress you. He's still gonna be a showboat but tones it down the moment you pretend to ignore him.

- He's a bit insane and brave with the idea of wanting to meet your family members (the ones that you feel comfortable with). Or towards people that have been there for you in those darker times. Aside from April and his future self being close to a guardian figure to Casey Jr. And the brief time he and his family had with Karai, might be the reasons why he wants to reach out more. Mostly starting small though since the mental scar from the Krang and Shredder really changed him as a person.

Its usually Mikey or Donnie that challenge the red slider turtle to a friendly game on winning your affection. And when he's not feeling up to it, he just waits when Raph's turn is over and asks for your TLC (tender loving care).

Despite the horrors, he's still the same ol whiner. And will probably latch on to you with the most saddest eyes. That you're luckily immune to as you hold hands with one of his brothers for the start of the next week. Donnie has used a spray bottle with water at him and still does it even when its not his turn.

Raph

Very confused about the idea and trying to make sense of it.

It might be close to a few weeks where he finally understands. (mainly asking from April because his brothers can make it sound more confusing)

He hasn't really thought that much about the existential dread of the mutant/human relationship until seeing either Leo or Donnie silently anxious about it. Like the alligator snapping turtle is always more focused on keeping his family safe. And with you as a partner (and potential future spouse) being shared with him and the rest of his brothers. Mind Raph is pestering him even more just to say it out loud than just waiting for you to lead the relationship.

He'll eventually get used to it and given his oldest brother status. Takes it with ease being more patient compared to their high energy.

- Doesn't realize he acts like a "proper gentleman" (or gentleturtle as Donnie would say) when Raph opens the door for you while you're carrying boxes or something. Or offers to help you with the heavy lifting. Even Splinter calls him out on that behavior.

- When its his turn dating you, you get immediate "dibs" on everything. He plays very innocent with you but on his brothers. They always work together on a prank back at him for being annoying about it.

- Tends to look at your hands sometimes. He blushes thinking about how soft it feels around his face and lightly tracing around where its safe to touch his spiky shell.

While he always has good intentions, his brothers heavily hate the 'chaperone or third wheel checking in on the date idea'.

- It's mostly brought at least once a month and the trio usually try to tell you ahead of time before it happens again.

He'll be slightly grumpy whenever the trio share a single brain cell about a really stupid thing that he won't get.

- And he'll whine for a bit if you end up taking their side so, just take his side to save him from another wrinkle on his Raph chasm.

Donnie

He's silently making a fuss about it during the first month.

And a bit at himself, for waiting so long to ask you out. Before you went ahead with the bold move of "I don't want you guys to fight over me so... Is it okay if I date all four of you?"

It takes him a long while to get used to it. Or when Dr Feelings notices the softshell turtle not being open and honest about this relationship with you.

However once he's fully settled in, a very charming and laidback sort of relationship.

- I always get the vibe he uses 'dearest or darling' as his term of affection towards you. (His brothers used to tease him about it but, on days where bad luck decided to give this turtle a break and more on them. They're pleading for your help and whether you want to add fuel to that fire. That's on you)

- To me, he has that dramatic hopeless romantic energy. The only difference he pulls it off better than the dense couples in rom com movies/shows. With the amount of words he knows, at least a few or almost all of his compliments at you will send your heart into a flutter.

- At least every now and then, he'll try to dazzle you with something. Either one of his incredible inventions or surprising you with your favorite thing. (He'll boldly insist he was a step ahead getting it as a surprise. Even though his brothers actually chipped in to avoid another "The Purple Game" incident)

He sort of has a friendly rivalry with Leo on trying to make you laugh.

- If he starts to gloat about it, especially winning with the claim "Told you I was the funniest."

You kissing the softshell turtle's lips will instantly shut him down. use that power wisely

He unfortunately has jealousy issues by the time his turn is up.

- Like pretending to give the cold shoulder until you need help with something he's an expert at.

Mikey

Very much the mature one taking this relationship seriously.

Even though it took a few days with Donnie's help to get a better understanding of your idea of the poly relationship.

Dr Feelings and Dr Delicate Touch are working overtime because of these dumb dumbs sometimes.

Despite that, absolutely the sweetest turtle boyfriend. (and best future turtle husband material out of the four of them)

- While he has the Lou Jitsu charm, Mikey's bundle of sunshine is a whole another level. You can't help but, slowly break into a smile from his toothy grin.

- If you're the type who takes a long while to warm up to pda. He'll mostly stick to handholding and ask whenever you want a hug or kiss from him. (He's definitely more warm as a result of the mystic fire-based energy and ninpo that just naturally went with the flow towards him. So you sometimes fall asleep on his shoulder without realizing it)

- More likely to make any boring task you dread doing into a fun adventure. You both have matching hats from a previous grocery trip and pretended it was a mission from one of the Jupiter Jim comics.

His brothers were totally not jelly about it.

Very much tries to hide his embarrassment from his brothers suggesting 'better date ideas' to the best of his ability. He glared a few times at Raph with the chaperone idea. The usual youngest not getting along with the oldest brother sort of deal. So whenever you're around, the biggest sign is a strained smile on his face while lying that everything is okey-dokey.

- He almost clamped his shell shut when Splinter immediately disapproved the ideas with something even more embarrassing.

The only downside is he might go to some extreme lengths with how stubborn his brothers act.

- So you might need additional help from Splinter or April to prevent a new doctor persona along the lines of Dr Chaos.

[peskyfirefly]

dedicated to @feitanporter 🖤 happy birthday bestie!

bonus:

[ image added in mica's honor ]

[henke-penke]

Lovers and Fools, Chapter 13 spoilers without context

[mercillery]

The Damnatio one was EVERYTHING oh my gosh I am so happy you took my request it's a drought for him ngl!! If you're down, could you write some headcanons for him with a super excitable social and friendly partner? And kinda how others would view them? I don't wanna overwhelm you with requests though so if you do it don't worry about how much or little you write I just love your writing so much for him and would love to see more!!

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD

NOTES: AAAAAA thank you so much anon <333 Don’t worry about overwhelming me, I usually have little to no requests lol. This one was a little short, but I hope it’s still to your liking as well 🙂‍↕️❤️

Absolutely no one had a clue that you and Damnatio were dating until your extroverted self decided to make the announcement. Your circle of friends and acquaintances were used to your lively, open nature, but the news left them in utter disbelief and maybe even horror. The idea of the stern, stoic Damnatio being in a relationship with someone as sunny and sociable as you was definitely not a believable one. Initially, most people thought you were joking or perhaps suffering from an intense crush that led you to concoct this wild story. They couldn’t wrap their heads around the contrast between your vibrant personality and Damnatio’s composed and intimidating demeanor. The mere suggestion of you two as a couple was met with scoffs and dismissive chuckles, thinking you just had a big fat crush on him. I assume that one day, the gossip and skepticism reached a peak one day when someone, out of sheer curiosity and a hint of disbelief, decided to approach Damnatio directly. With a mix of nervousness and curiosity, they asked him if he was actually dating you or not. To which Damnatio confirms he was in fact dating you.

Everyone in the room right now: 😮😯😦😧🫢

From that day on, you and Damnatio became the center of numerous conversations, much to his growing annoyance. It seemed like every social gathering and workplace chat had turned into a speculation fest about your relationship. Damnatio, who cherished his privacy, found the sudden attention and intrusive questions particularly irritating. He couldn’t fathom why everyone was making such a fuss over his personal life or why they felt entitled to pry into it. With that being said, the constant barrage of dramatic reactions and endless questions starts getting on his nerves—but he manages to keep it together. People approached him with an almost morbid curiosity, asking about every little detail of your relationship. It wasn’t just the questions themselves, but the persistent and invasive nature of them, that grated on his nerves. When he finally saw you again, his first concern was for your well-being. He first asks if people have been pestering you with questions, genuinely concerned about how you are handling the situation. As you sheepishly admitted that you were the one who had made the announcement, he couldn’t help but inwardly facepalm. He had suspected you as much, given your open and expressive nature. But he wasn’t angry with you or anything—just fed up with the sudden spotlight on him and you. Honestly, even if your actions sometimes leave him wondering how he would ever keep up with you, he knew he wouldn’t trade you for anything. <3

But anyway, onto the more general stuff in the relationship...

Whenever you and Damnatio take a stroll outside, your lively nature inevitably leads to spontaneous conversations with friends you bump into along the way. Each time, Damnatio stands there in silent exasperation, a stark contrast to your animated chatter. It's almost comical how he just stands there, awkward and out of place, like someone who’s been dragged into a social situation they’d rather avoid. Have you ever been friends with someone who is popular or just exceptionally talkative, and you find yourself tagging along? Then, suddenly, they strike up a conversation with someone else, leaving you to awkwardly stand by because you don’t know the other person? That’s precisely how Damnatio feels during these encounters. He stands quietly, not knowing the people you're chatting with—yet he endures it with resigned patience. Despite the slight awkwardness and his internal sighs of exasperation, he isn’t truly annoyed. It’s more of a mild exhaustion from trying to keep pace with your boundless energy and sociability. As you talk to your friend, completely oblivious to Damnatio’s predicament, your friend can’t help but notice the way Damnatio looks at you. Though his expression remains neutral, there's a softness in his eyes as he watches you—a look that speaks volumes. He listens intently to your every word, and his love for you is evident in the way he focuses on you, even in the midst of these impromptu social interactions. Your friend sees the subtle signs: the way Damnatio's eyes never leave you, the slight relaxation in his posture when he’s by your side—it’s truly an endearing sight—not that they’d ever call Damnatio out like that though.

Honestly? Damnatio might just be learning a thing or two from your happy-go-lucky nature. Your approachability, liveliness, and friendliness are traits he’s come to admire and, perhaps subconsciously, emulate when you’re around. While he’s naturally more reserved and stoic, he makes a conscious effort to be just a tiny bit less indifferent and more engaging in his interactions, at least when you’re by his side. It’s a subtle change, but it’s there. When he’s with you, he finds himself slightly softening, allowing your warmth to influence his usually composed demeanor. It's not that he transforms completely, but your presence gives him the courage to step just a little outside his comfort zone. The truth is, it’s only when you’re around that he genuinely feels a bit more relaxed and at ease. Your ability to effortlessly connect with others is something he deeply respects and tries to incorporate into his own behavior, even if it’s in small ways.

During dates, it's common for you to eagerly pick out where you'd like to go before Damnatio even gets a chance to suggest a place. These moments don't turn into arguments but rather small mini-debates that have become a ritual between you two. It's almost predictable how these debates unfold: despite your enthusiasm and creative suggestions, you often end up losing and going where he wants to go. After all, with his extensive experience in various courts and his participation in countless debates and arguments, he's hard to beat. However, the places Damnatio chooses are always worth the compromise. He prefers quiet, intimate spots with little to no people around, where the two of you can enjoy each other's company without any distractions. These serene settings, whether they are quiet cafes or hidden gardens, become the perfect backdrop for your dates. The peace and privacy allow for deeper conversations and a stronger connection, making every moment spent together feel special. Though, if I’m being completely honest, he often selects elegant, fancy restaurants for dates and reserves one of the tables outside. Under the serene light of the moon, with the night sky as your backdrop, these dinners become enchanting experiences. Despite his preference for planning, Damnatio always makes sure you get your turn in choosing the location as well. After he decides on a spot, he lets you pick the next one. This way, your dates become a balanced blend of his calm, secluded choices and your vibrant, lively ones.

Now, when it’s your turn to choose the location, things get pretty chaotic. In a good way. Maybe not so much in a good way for Damnatio, but he doesn’t have the heart to turn you down. Besides, it's your turn to pick, and he’s willing to give anything a shot if it means making you happy. This often means heading to places teeming with people and buzzing with energy, like carnivals, amusement parks, beaches, arcades, museums, and so much more. Your lively and energetic nature often leads you to choose the most exhilarating spots, and you have a particular fondness for roller coasters. Can you imagine it? Can you picture Damnatio, the epitome of stern and collected, navigating the chaos of an amusement park with you, his stoic expression unyielding even as he’s dragged from one thrill ride to the next? By the end of the day, he’s thoroughly exhausted from the countless roller coasters, the dizzying spins of the teacup rides, and the sugary overload of cotton candy you kept insisting he try. Which he did. But only because you may or may not have shoved it down his throat. Throughout these adventures, he likely keeps a straight face, his eyes only widening in surprise when the rides get particularly intense. It’s almost amusing how he maintains his calm demeanor amid the excitement and chaos you thrive in. He might be silently counting down the hours until the day ends, but he never complains. Your joy and enthusiasm are infectious, and he can’t help but be swept along in your wake. On the way home, despite being utterly drained, he glances over at you, your big smile radiating satisfaction from the day’s activities. That bright, contagious smile of yours makes everything worth it. Even though he’s tired, he knows it was all worthwhile to see you so happy. The outings might’ve left him hella drained, but they also left him with cherished memories and a deeper appreciation for the contrast you bring to his world.

So even if it means enduring a bit of chaos and exhaustion, Damnatio knows it’s a small price to pay for the happiness and love you bring into his life. ❤️❤️❤️

If you’re wondering how the tea cup rides look, they look like this: 

I was giggling for a good few minutes imagining him on a teacup ride lolol😭

[justa-moth]

JRWI EXCHANGE TIME !!!!

HAPPY @jrwi-art-exchange TO @starsinoursystem !!!!! FOX CHIP FESTIVITIES FOR THE FOX CHIP GUY !!!!

[stormbreaker101]

El Dorado's History, Morganthe's Backstories, and Kane's Plan

Or, in other words, trying to make all of the scattered bits of canon make sense.

Disclaimer: This is headcanon. Though I try to not directly contradict canon, I do have to fill in the blanks a lot, and sometimes something in canon just blatantly does not work with everything else.

So, let's start at the very beginning.

The creation of the Spiral, and the Titans being put to sleep. The way that the Fire Titan sleeps in Dragonspyre and the Ice Titan hibernates in Grizzleheim, the Storm Titan slumbers in (what is now called) El Dorado. I was inspired by this post by @bowl-of-wyrms. Along with the Tritons, El Dorado was home to many species we see elsewhere in the Spiral, particularly in Celestia, Skull Island, Wizard City, and Lemuria: The Watermoles, Crabs, Sharks, Prawn, other Fishfolk, Troggies (though that's such a distateful sounding name for them, I've decided to rename them the Coqui after the animal of the same name, inspired by a friend who has done the same) and perhaps other peoples based on aquatic & tropical species. Collectively, I'm going to call the people who lived there the Doradans.

Closeby to El Dorado was Celestia, a world and people hand-made by Grandmother Raven to steward the Astral Schools, similar to how she made the Kalamar, Dwarves, Nimbari, and Alphoi in Empyrea to steward Life/Death, Fire/Ice, Myth/Storm, and her Edicts. The reason the Celestians ended up separate from Empyrea was because the Astral Magics (being a triad) couldn't make a Paradox Chain the way the other schools could, so Raven placed the world elsewhere.

I like to think of Celestia as becoming El Dorado's moon, or the two worlds being like a binary system. This is in reference to my other headcanons of how the Spiral works as a physical galaxy (which I should write up and post sometime lmao). In any case, these two worlds are VERY close-knit.

Another world that is closely involved with the two is Azteca. It's a bit more of a 'third wheel' in the system, but there had been the trade of knowledge and craft between Azteca and the other two. Azteca has its own extensive craft of Astral magic (as seen in-game with the spells you can learn from there), and El Dorado contains plenty of Aztecan architecture and stonework (I shall explain my evidence for this headcanon shortly).

Aside from architecture and magic, a third notable craft came from these three worlds coming together: the Golden Organs. The Organs were devised to help one control the Storm Titan if he were to ever wake up again. They channel different aspects of other Schools of magic to help one counter and bind Storm.

The Golden Eye gives its user perfect perception, and draws on the Life school as the force of awareness and existence. Observing everything from the mightiest of forces to the smallest pieces of being. It takes in both information and magic, opening more than just your physical eyes to all that the Song of Creation has to offer.

The Golden Mind gives its user perfect recollection, and draws on the Ice school's tankiness. It works as a magical storage system to contain and withstand all the information that comes through the Eye, protecting its user from overwhelm. (And from that perfect knowledge retention comes heightened intelligence like we see in Kane.)

The Golden Heart gives its user the ability to hold all the mana that the Eye helps you take in, drawing on the Fire school's connotations of passion and energy. In nonliving beings such as clockworks, it would also give them the capacity to feel desires and emotion to the extent that a living person does.

The Golden Hand gives its user the strength and precision to harness all the mana within the Heart, taking inspiration from Death being all about finality and transformation and channeling the fear from oneself to others.

Missing just one of the four Organs when trying to control the Storm Titan can spell disaster for both the entity using them and for the lands around them.

El Dorado's reputation of being home to wondrous magics has existed for just about as long as El Dorado itself has existed. Ages ago, the Golden Hand and Eye were stolen away and lost elsewhere in the Spiral. This thievery spurred the Doradans and Celestians to create the Golden Sentinels to guard the remaining two Organs, which were basically souped up versions of the various Constructs we see in Celestia.

So that's my headcanons on El Dorado. Now onto my Arc 2 thoughts.

In my interpretation, Morganthe grew up in Avalon, raised by her elder brother Malory and mentored by Merle Ambrose. After King Artorious's near-death and transformation into the Pendragon, Merle Ambrose decided to leave Avalon and found Ravenwood Academy & Wizard City. Morganthe was among the first students enrolled.

She also became the first student expelled from Ravenwood after her attempts to practice Astral magic nearly resulted in the destruction of Wizard City. She joined Coleridge's crew and ended up in Khrysalis. After destroying the Radiant Alcazar (the burrowers' own Star magic temple) she, Coleridge, and the crew landed on the new North side of Khrysalis, where the Arachna were quick to take her in. They helped her master Sun magic in the Solar Arc, but couldn't help her with Moon and Star. She also began to earn the title of Shadow Queen here, as the Arachna recognized her potential and were willing to build her up as theirs.

Thus began Morganthe's warpath. She started in Zafaria, claiming it as a base of operations (which is how I'm interpreting the whole "Zafaria was once her home" comment that Avalon seems to otherwise immediately retcon) and trying to bully her way into learning its Star magic. She gained a sizable following from each of the four nations, though lost the Deck of Shadows that the Arachna gave her in a fight against the newly founded Council of Light.

Embittered by her loss not just in the new Star magic she had just gotten from Zafaria but also the Sun magic from the Solar Arc, Morganthe decides she must go big or go home. So she goes big, marshalling the new Morgantine Army against Celestia, the divine center of Astral magic. The Army is made of Shadow Weavers from the Arachna, some of her Zafarian followers, and the undead she pulled from Celestia's own graves.

This is where El Dorado and Morganthe overlap. The Celestians and Doradans summon the Storm Titan to try and turn the tide (ha) against the Morgantine Army. However, only having the Heart and Mind was their downfall. Without the Eye, they couldn't take in all of the power that Storm had. Without the Hand, they couldn't control what power the Heart was able to absorb and store.

The Storm Titan ended up permanently flooding Celestia, knocking Celestia & El Dorado off of their regular orbits, and even chipping some pieces of El Dorado to scatter into the Spiral. One group of chunks became its own world: Skull Island, where we see remains of Doradan and Aztecan society today in its scattered ruins.

As for Morganthe, she failed to go big so she had no choice but to go home. Back to Khrysalis, where she finally relented and admitted that she couldn't grasp Astral magic yet. It was always far too slippery. She needed something stronger. She needed to actually use Shadow. Becoming the Shadow Queen not just in title, but in ability. It was the only avenue she could see left, the last option presented to her.

Oh and because Lemuria has had me in a chokehold for the past 2.5 years and will continue to strangle me for years after, it's only a few years after the Storm Titan's destruction (also known among the surviving Doradans both on El Dorado & flooded Celestia as "The Great Storm") that Stallion Quartermane leads the Old One to Celestia. The Old One took a fragment of what little dry land already remained and some of the Watermoles & Sharkfolk for Lemuria (whose descendants we see there today), swooping in as some benevolent savior that they oh so desperately needed after they just suffered a mass-extinction event and the loss of a LOT of their people and creations to the flood.

And now this headcanon history jumps some 1500 years later, when Marco Pollo creates the map to El Dorado. He and his crew make the journey there, and Gazpaccio manages to snag the Golden Heart and Mind, though not without angering the Golden Sentinels that the ancient Doradans and Celestians had made after the first thievery.

Gazpaccio puts the Golden Mind to use, creating Kane to help him get a leg back up in society after his former financial allies, the Tortellini family, kicked him to the curb. When the Polarian War breaks out, Gazpaccio released Kane to the King and Queen of Valencia as a mechanical master of strategy that could halt Napoleguin in his tracks.

There's a funny interaction that happens in the background that nobody is really aware of. Out of the four major Spiral Powers--that being Marleybone, Monquista, Valencia, and Polaris--the lattest is the most magical. It is home to the Auroracle (ancient spirit able to give prophetic messages to those who ask it), the Luphilim (guardians of the Auroracle and other divine sites in the Spiral) , and the majority of Borealis Gemstones (the purest chunks of the First World). I'm of the headcanon that Napoleguin became such a threat to the Spiral Powers because he dared to integrate magic into politics and war. He became essentially a battlemage general, similar to Grand General Spitfire perhaps.

And Kane just so happens to be made of an artifact designed to help one control uncontrollable magic. The Golden Mind's more ancient programming kicks in, giving him the drive to rein in magic. First he establishes the Armada to break Napoleguin's army. Next, he encourages the Valencian royalty to include a term in the post-war peace treaty, that magic shall not be involved in international politics. This treaty later expands to the Armada outlawing all magic.

The Golden Mind's anti-magic programming kicking in also activates another ancient piece of code it has: seeking the other Golden Organs. This is what drives Kane to seek El Dorado, to complete the set. He doesn't know where the other Organs are, but is certain that they, schematics for building them, or clues as to their whereabouts, are in El Dorado. And thus, canon Pirate101 (Arc 1) plays out.

also yea this means that Kane destroying the Golden Heart is stupid and just Does Not Work with this headcanon. I am fully of the belief that the Heart had to be destroyed just so it wouldn't stay an unresolved plotpoint as the writers had to desperately tie the plot up in Valencia Part 2. That isn't to say that Kane in this AU would want to immediately install the Heart. Having a potentially-infinite store of magic without having the tool necessary to channel it (i.e., the Golden Hand) may only cause him difficulties. He would hesitate to install it until he had the Hand.

As for Pirate Arc 1's end, with the Machine taking the Golden Mind and Queen revealing herself to be alive?

That's a story for another time.

[starry-night-author]

June of Doom Day #30

"Are you scared yet?" | Failed Escape |

June of Doom Prompt List

"Oh Suuuupervillaaaiiin..."

Supervillain covered their mouth as they gasped from their hiding place, listening to the sound of Superhero's footsteps.

"Come on out, Supervillain!" The click of their heels on the wooden floor, the sound of a tarp being ripped away as the hero searched. "I only want to talk!"

Hand still over their mouth, Supervillain slowly lifted themself to their feet, crouching and peering around the crate they were hiding behind. They'd come to confront the new superhero at the docks, but things had quickly taken a turn.

This new Superhero wasn't like the others.

Their foot scraped against the ground as they shifted, and Supervillain froze, praying Superhero hadn't heard.

A laugh, low and echoing. One that sent shivers up Supervillain's spine. "I heeeeeaaar yooooou, little mouse..."

It was most definitely time to leave.

Risking one last glance around the crate, they saw Superhero approaching their hiding place, their gleaming eyes trained on a spot to Supervillain's right. They hadn't seen them yet.

Quiet as a cautious, hunted animal Supervillain stole to another set of crates, taking a moment to lean back against it and catch their breath.

A frustrated growl as Superhero failed to find them once more, the sound of a crate being kicked out of anger. "Come out come out wherever you are, Supervillain."

They growled Supervillain's name in a way that put the villain even further on edge, knowing they were absolutely dead if they were caught. They crept to another crate, their feet light as feathers on the wooden boards.

Beneath them they heard the swirling and sucking of the water below the docks, the splashing of the waves against the posts.

It was a risky way out, but it was the only one that might work.

They slowly backed away from the crates, ultimately losing their cover if Superhero were to spot them. They glanced back as they neared the edge, and didn't stop until their back hit the railing.

Supervillain could still hear the hero on the other side of the wall of crates, their footsteps and taunting coos carried by the night air. "Liiittle moooouse...You sure are being naughty today, you won't come and talk to me?"

The easiest way into the water would be to jump, but that risked Superhero hearing the splash. So instead they slowly crouched down until their knees were against their chest, then extended one leg out over the empty blackness.

Supervillain was a strong swimmer, but they'd never attempted anything like this before. They couldn't help their additional stab of fear as they slowly lowered themself into the frigid black water. Taking a deep breath to mask the shock of the cold, they let go of the dock and slid beneath the waves without a sound.

They emerged quickly, taking a large but quiet breath before kicking themself forward, their clothes, now heavy with water, weighing them down. They ducked beneath the wooden dock, holding tightly to one of its supporting beams.

Success. Now they could either find their way out of here, or simply wait until Superhero left.

They froze as there came several thuds from above, looking up they could just make out the shadow of Superhero's feet through the boards.

Their voice from above. "Where'd you go, little mouse? Leaving without a goodbye? That really is naughty."

Supervillain squeezed their eyes shut, taking another deep breath. Praying with everything they had that Superhero would leave.

Opening their eyes once more, shivering with cold, Supervillain let out a breath as they heard Superhero's footsteps retreat, moving further down the dock. Their shadow moved too, making its way over Supervillain's head and towards the next row of crates.

Supervillain took a deep breath. They had to get out of here, they wouldn't last long in the cold water.

A sudden thud, a creak, a head appearing over the edge of the dock. Supervillain couldn't help their scream, glancing up in terror at Superhero's upside down face.

Their eyes flashed wildly in the darkness, their mouth grinned malignly to show sharp teeth.

"There you are little mouse! Are you scared yet?"

[chibishortdeath]

Some attempts at a design for Selena :3. The second image is inspired by the wedding in Haunted Castle, but I changed Simon’s outfit cause idk I just can’t picture him being comfortable in a suit.

The last two of these are way more headcanon-y lol. They’re under a cut mostly in case my headcanons and story ideas change d(^^ ). One of them was inspired by a Kikuo song I was listening to while drawing lol, the song “Let’s Go to Heaven”.

[redr0sewrites]

Idk if you’ll see this but uh I just wanna hop in and say YOU ARE HEAVEN SENT LITERALLY 😭😭 I’m in my Hazbin Michael pining era and I can’t find enough fics abt him (obviously since he’s not in yet) but when I saw ur Michael fic—I dropped down, literally, flopped down. It’s freaking amazing 😭🙏

Have a sunflower of my appreciation

AHSHSJEEJDJEH TYSMMM UR LITERALLY SO SWEET ♥️♥️♥️ MICHAEL IS GEN ONE OF MY FAV HAZBIN CHARACTER THAT HASNT APPEARED YET, ADN I WILL DEF BE WRITING MORE FOR HIM IN THE FUTURE!!! IM SOOO GLAD U LIKED IT THOUGH AKSJSJSJSJDJDJJD

[organised-disaster]

All my Snowbird playlists! The "rumi" one is the original "snowbird," but I decided to make snowbird the general one with rumi and sera combined

Ashamed to do this but tagging @randosfandos for the attention (they're the only person who'd be interested in this lol)

[badboysupr]

“do i like him or is he just tall?  ” piper's thinking out loud to herself, but leo's subject to weigh in his own two cents, if he'd like. ( from @aglaophonosx )

@aglaophonosx || meme

He's only half-listening to her prattle on, futzing as he is with a jam in one of Festus's appendages while the dragon's settled there . . . mostly patient aside from the occasional flick of his tail (like a cat barely resisting smacking an infant getting too handsy with them). A quiet curse slides under his breath when he gets a closer look at a locked-up joint because seriously—? Leo swore he'd just fixed this exact issue a month or so ago, so what the Hades-loving crap?

(Expert mechanic, everyone. Expert mechanic.)

As he catches her latest question—but more like one of those I don't actually need an answer; I just need to complain sort of questions—his attention finally skirts sideways. He snorts and shakes his head. “So that is a thing, huh? Ladies just . . . loooove the tall guys,” Leo determines, rolling his eyes as a crooked grin perches there at the edge of his lips. A bitter grin, really. “See, what I'm getting from this is that I need to start wearing heels wherever I go. Pretty sure I could pull them off just as long as I don't break my legs first.” And by “pull them off,” maybe he should've meant literally taking them off.

His hand, slick with sweat, slips on his wrench slightly, and he readjusts his grip before diving back in. “Uhh . . . But, like, really, though—? Who are we talking about, again?” Like he needs to ask . . .

[sanchoyo]

up at 1 am shaking like a chihuahua bc i let myself have a soda (have not drank soda regularly in years) (doctor said no caffeine also but I needed it bc i read somewhere it makes midol kick in faster and i dont even know if thats true bc im still in pain also) and since my dog died and my grandmas health has been getting worse and worse too and my mom said she probably wont make it until the end of the year ive been both sad and a little manic.

like it might be the soda or the 1 AM of it all but im like I need to do So Much we are all Mortal . ive never actually lost anyone close to me before my dog and I should feel blessed for that (27 and never having anyone I love die??? wow) but its just filling me with a kind of dread and im like fuck . i need to do More. because everyone is going to Die.

im looking at flights for iceland???? i want to take my mom to iceland. immediately. i need to not be in this country for a few days (she does not have a passport) (passports take months to get back after applying usually) (i only have the card passport so i could also not go anywhere outside of north american countries unless i switched over to a book passport) (i have not even ran this by her because it is 1 am and im up alone) (i am saving for a car and should not be looking at 'best hotels to view the northern lights from in iceland' because I need a car. to drive.) (but she wants to see the northern lights and has never flown on a plane and what if we all die one day before we get to do that????)

(i do not have the money to be justifying this even as a concept. at all. in fact someone needs to take my bank account and lock it down bc ive been on a BAD retail therapy session the past three weeks bc thats what I do when im sad. run myself into credit card debt babey!!) being like this for the past few weeks... it feels a bit like watching someone else do stupid things and i cant control it, and i KNOW im going to be pissed at myself for spending so much later which is so annoying. do I miss having men who buy me things if i even hint at wanting the things?? (does it make me a kind of bad person if I do?? it wasnt really me leading them on. i told them i was a lesbian upfront. i cannot control what grown men do with their wallets, lol)

this is the effect (1) soda has on me. i never have caffeine. i can feel my heartbeat in my spine rn. AAA HOW do ppl regularly drink anything with caffeine serious question. im convinced im actively dying.