#and unicorns too we can’t forget those

[silentgrim]

horses was the best addition to the sims 3

[precious-little-scoundrel]

Thrilled to hear there will be more naughty sleepovers! Might there be an entry forthcoming about dear Dougie aka James Douglass? Inquiring minds want to know!

Oooh Dougie my man, yes, yes thank you, I adore this fella! Come on in, bring in the beer and snacks, can’t have a dry slumber party in honor of this fella, that’s for certain. Special thanks to my contributors: @suraemoon @faegoddessog

Cock-versations || James Douglass Edition

nsfw (AF!) below the cut:

Sordid details: Gosh, how many ways can I describe cocks? The thing is that my vocabulary will run out long before the sheer and varied abundance of cock types has been exhausted. So, while fearing becoming a little repetitive here -I must direct you to the fingers and proclaim: girth. A good average in length but he’s got such a lovely stretch to give and the capable tool is set in a bevy of black curls. Which makes it look pale in comparison, with a little pink tinge and a few startlingly blue veins winding around the pillar. He’s got a seemingly small tip again, by comparison. He likes to get his in some kind of kinky manner but frequency, that’s his highest priority. Pretty substantial balls but they're very tight and round.

A note on the wielder of the weapon: here we’ve got another man who will stand alongside Rosie in his ability and need to make you laugh during. “More rubbers than he can count??” Oh this ain’t his first rodeo and his enthusiasm for the sport exceeds his condom count -and sometimes his talent but eh, whatever. An unapologetic little shit, when y’all have time you’d best prepare to get the living daylights edged outta ya, he’s a terrible tease and now he’s become aware of the galgasm he’s all about going after it in typical bombardier style: accuracy and precision but a deep seated capability to adjust as needed and still be accurate -dynamite combo after some initial bumbling.

Ad libbing the pussy: King of the Quickie, he’s a very eager fella and he’s into some kinky shit, into impossible positions for the hilarity of it and happy to contort himself impossibly too. Quickies are a way of life for this guy, not that he doesn’t like to have long excursions into romance and intimacy but he needs his fill on the hour, so to speak, so he’s gotta sneak it in regularly in between. He’s so smooth about it too, can slip you away so quick, slip into you before you can say “Flynn!”. Now, now, it must be said that he asks so sweetly, he’s a real gem, but then when he’s at it it’s like a Labrador puppy humping a leg. His voice so soft and sweet just to ask to fuck you, because you’re so pretty and distracting and it does things to him, he never forgets how lucky he is to have you despite how frequently he makes use of your allowance.

1940’s Fucbois -they don’t make ‘em like they used to.

A Jabberer: he’s such a chatty bastard when he’s inside you too, chatting between grunts and moans. Some of it's downright looney but it’s all very grateful and very flattering. I mean come on Dougie, lemme hear about how you love how this pussy feels and now onto the score and then yes ask me if I’m down to go boating next week like -yes I can handle that, keep talking to me baby boy. Ain’t stingy with his compliments either so, that’s nice, loves to spin a yarn about how fabulous you are -sometimes that brand of fabulousness should not be shared at a funeral with all your aunts around.

A comment on finesse: He lets out a whole lotta “ya like that? ya like that?” and then he’s one of those unicorn men who actually keeps doing the motion you asked him to keep doing. You ask him to do something and immediately you got it just how you want it, he had to be shown a helluva lot initially but hey, we all start somewhere. We love a fast learner. He’s so down to try new things too, never be nervous or embarrassed to ask for something, you could ask if y’all can do it dressed in tiger onesies and he’s gonna be so stoked. It’ll be funny, you’ll probably get some bruises from falling around- what’s not to love?!

Oral: yeah, he’s a snacker- he’ll go down for sure, he’s also a story teller so best believe he’ll be talking to your pussy, anecdotes, mission funnies, all about the latest canned joke he heard -not saying that it’s the best pussy eating you’ve ever had but it certainly has a vibrating mouth action quality to it, lol. Sometimes you might need to tell him to hush and finish the job. Ya know what happens then? “Right right, sorry babe, gotcha,” -and if you forcefully bring his head back down? well, y’all may later need to discuss why that fed-up action made him blow his load untouched.

I’m not saying he wants you to sometimes act unimpressed so he has to work ten times harder and you still tell him he doesn’t deserve to cum but…he does like it, take it up with him I’m just the oracle

End notes: Just don’t bore this man, whatever you do, and you’ll be the one for him -he hopes. And then you can look forward to a life of ad lib pussy skills, impromptu fucking and improv switching.

-Will likely ask you to make him a sandwich after and will pester you to let him watch you and Dorace down the street have a uh…pool fight.

[canonically47]

my take on the OFMD s2 finale: fuck that

(major spoilers continuing from here)

it’s sweet that the crew now also has zheng, auntie, spanish jackie and the swede is back, the reunion kiss was the sweetest thing ever, i loved lucius and pete’s wedding etc etc but there’s some things i can’t look past.

let’s get into izzy. izzy went through a lot this season. he started off as someone we were meant to dislike and slowly evolved into the only reason the crew was alive and functional. they became his family, and he became their new, true leader. their new unicorn, if you will. they cared for him, they loved him, and he loved them back. hell, he even had that sweet speech about piracy that made me tear up!

but then he died. and this isn’t the bury your gays trope, since the show has dozens of happy gay people and a lot of queer joy, but the redemption through death trope - or at least a poor attempt at him.

look at me. izzy got all the redemption he needed. he proved himself. he was happy. he was content. he had a good life ahead of him. and then he died.

his final words didn’t even mean anything, because ed still left the crew (along with stede). and this is sweet because they got to fulfill their dreams of having an inn, but this would have been better if izzy’s speech was just slightly different. or if it was like it canonically is, then it should have been established the crew was going to visit, or the inn was temporary, or ANYTHING.

back to izzy - i’m not mad he died. i’m mad the timing was horrendously bad. a single 28 minute episode is not enough to have ed’s character arc evolve, a sweet reunion, lots of drama and comedy, kill izzy off, have a lupete wedding, and have gentlebeard stay behind to have an inn. there should have been one or two extra episodes. there should have been more time to mourn izzy! i was sobbing my ass off and the show had already moved on to the wedding - i mean, what?? are we just not meant to care? i get that he had that burial, and he was shown as the last frame in the show yes, but how much tribute is that? stede’s dialogue made it seem like he barely cared when we knew the two had gotten closer! i get that he may have had conflicting emotions and this show is a comedy, but come on, people, you can do better!

the inn idea is sweet but i don’t see it lasting. the fourth episode really makes me wary of this idea because those two girls really fucking hated that domestic lifestyle bro!!! also, ed just accepted himself as a pirate outside of blackbeard, he just forgets that life? that’s bullshit. you can’t just spend the entire season exploring ed’s character as a pirate and then drop the pirate part. you can’t!!!

still mad about izzy. still confused about why everyone was in such high spirits after his death despite, you know, them getting along with him amazingly this season and loving him so deeply. but whatever, i too would be back at sea and giggling after my (at heart) captain died. in fact, i would even get married after that! yay, ring those bells! (/sarc)

i loved the wedding but you cannot tell me it wouldn’t have been better if there had just been more time between izzy’s death and it.

also. i’m pretty sure so many other characters walked off wounds in that exact area izzy got shot in... but i guess... plot armor??

tl;dr: i’m pissed off at OFMD’s season two ending, especially the way izzy’s death was handled.

yeah, i’m not happy with this. at least put me out my misery and announce this is the last season. dragging it on for longer would not work.

ending words: i would have been much more content with izzy dying if he was given more time, if his death was handled better, and if his speech had meant anything at fucking all to ed.

[candlemouse]

Not Like Other Unicorns

Kendra and Seth discover Ronodin’s most embarrassing secret—he’s a natural blonde!

I posted a snippet over a year ago in this post!

Ao3 Link 1.7k words

With years of peace under their belt, the Knights of Dawn moved toward rehabilitation for certain enemies. Ronodin quickly weaseled his way into a position at Fablehaven, and although many complained, his presence kept the preserve interesting. At least, he seemed to think so. After all, anyone would be lucky to be graced with his presence.

The plastic gloves crinkled as Ronodin spread the black dye across his light grown-in roots. “Damn it. I wish my hair grew slower.”

Kendra laughed. “I can’t believe you’re a fake.”

She leaned against the bathroom mirror from her perch on the counter. Fondness tugged at her smile.

Ronodin scoffed and straightened. A fake? How rude. The little dye brush that came in the dye box stood tall in his hand as he gestured to her. “I have never lied about my hair color.”

“No, but it was always implied that you were dark-haired due to your darkness.” Kendra accentuated the last word with a spooky tone. “Because, really? Platinum blonde? You’re basically Bracken at this point.”

“Shut up. And he’s literally my cousin, Kendra. If one were thinking correctly.” He paused his application to send her a raised eyebrow. “It would make sense that relatives look alike.”

Kendra shook her head. “But, see, you’re a unicorn. You shouldn’t have to abide by such rules.”

“You act like we don’t have genetics.”

“Fairies look radically different from their parents.”

“Fairies are different and weird. And annoying.”

Kendra clutched her pearls. “Ronodin. This aggression—so unlike you.”

“I am never asking you for help ever again.”

“Hey, can I text Seth?”

Ronodin furrowed his eyebrows. “Text him what?”

“That you’re blonde.”

“Why?”

“I thought it wasn’t a big deal?” Kendra batted her eyelashes.

Ronodin narrowed his eyes. “Fine. Tell him. It’s not like I care,” he muttered.

Ronodin set his paintbrush down and surveyed his handiwork. His roots were mostly covered, but he couldn’t see the back of his head that well. “Kendra, could you—”

The door burst open. Once the young shadow charmer caught his breath, he pointed and laughed at Ronodin. The disrespect.

Ronodin rolled his eyes. “I could smite all of you.”

“Ronodin, you’re literally Bracken now,” Seth guffawed.

“Why did both of you say that?” Ronodin threw up his hands, forgetting he had the brush in his hand. A glob flew off the bristles and straight onto Kendra’s hair. “Oh, Kendra, I’m so sorry—”

She merely used it to slick a few strands of hair. “Now I’ll have a dark streak. Does this mean I’m a dark unicorn now?”

“Yeah, Ronodin, did you dye your hair before or after you corrupted your horns?” Seth teased. “Did the blonde just not go with your brand anymore?”

“Out.” Ronodin pointed to the door.

“Oh, you know what, Kendra?” Seth hopped up on the counter beside her. Those two together were absoltuely terrifying. Ronodin would know—he’s been a victim of their terrorism together. “I bet Bracken knows.”

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[changingplumbob]

Pancake Household: Chapter 9, Part 2

Are we hosting a dinner party because we need to increase our charisma level? Why yes we are

CW: Unicorn zombie with minor carton gore

Nicknames: Bob = Sleek, Eliza = Jumble

Onyx: Alright Ginger, are you ready for the best walk of your life

Fergus: I don’t know that she is

Onyx: Well I’ll put on her harness, then she’ll get in the zone. I’m always in the zone when I put on my cheer outfit

Fergus: Remember mother said the dinner party will start at 5

Onyx: And she’ll never let me forget if I’m late, thank Fergus, I’ll set some alarms on my phone

Following his afternoon romp in bed with Eliza, Bob pulls on his robe and heads to the kitchen to start baking. First up, some bread and butter puddings. While they cook he cleans out the fridge when he hears strange sounds coming from the lounge.

Bob: Umm… hello?

Fergus: Sorry dad, just me. We’re meant to practice acting out animals this week

Bob: Right…

As he checks on the puddings he hears Fergus continue to make fake chimp noises mixed with bizarre howling. He’s not sure what animal his son is trying to impersonate but he’s not going to let Fergus know that.

Bob should probably do a livestream to work on his fame but he knows Eliza would kill him if he did a video in his sleepwear. Eliza may like the way he looks when he’s taking care of himself but that doesn’t mean she wants him sharing that with the world. He makes cottage pie and shepherds pie and to be honest once they’re done they look exactly the same.

The walk went well and once back home it’s Ginger time!

Onyx: What trick did we start on last time? Was it shake or lie down?

Ginger: *barks* lie down

Onyx: Give me your paw, shake

Ginger: *barks* nope

Onyx: Lie down Ginger, lie down

Ginger: *barks and lies down* I got this

Onyx: Well done! Another trick learned

Dinner party time! Guests arrive and Carson tries to give me a heart attack by almost having an asthma attack. Ginger has a snooze on her favourite camouflage surface. Everyone heads into the kitchen. There’s only enough seats for the adults though so the teens and Fergus take their servings into the lounge to eat while the parents have time to catch up.

Harvey: This is good! I mean I was expecting some classy nibbly bits

Eliza: My husband serves meals, he’d rather people were full than fancy

Calista: An excellent philosophy

Kayleigh: I don’t suppose you could tell us how you got such a rich taste in this

Bob: Sure. It’ll be on page 42 of my next book

Aaron: Why tell people at all

Eliza: The royalties pay the bills

Harvey: Perhaps but if you tell too many people how will you launch the restaurant

Bob: I’ll figure it out

Artemisia: Your dad always make great food. Fergus you should bring me leftovers for lunch after you age up

Fergus: I’m trying to, I want to get to high school

Onyx: It’s not that fabulous

Carson: You just say that because Mr A doesn’t like us

Onyx: Apparently there’s been a renovation over break, I guess I’m excited to see that

Artemisia: Oh and Fergus you’ll have to meet Roger so you know who to throw paper airplanes at

Onyx: Real mature

Artemisia: May as well use the “I’m young and don’t know what I’m doing” excuse while I can

Fergus: Hey Ginger, want some food?

Ginger: *whines* For me? You shouldn’t have

Artemisia: I can’t believe you’re just throwing food on the floor Fergus

Onyx: You’ve no problem tormenting some kid but you draw the line at food on the floor

Artemisia: *sighs* I don’t torment him and he started it by making fun of my dyslexia

Onyx: So those weeks that you both needed to be collected by parents at home time were because you were too kind to him

Artemisia: It’s because he’s a peacocking coward

Bob: Besides, I haven’t settled on a restaurant theme yet

Kayleigh: But a restaurant is still the plan

Eliza: Eventually. He wants to reach the top of the career ladder first

Calista: Maybe you should work at that level for a while Bob, a restaurant must be a lot of money

Harvey: Just remember it’s cheapest to catch your own fish

Aaron: Why can you bring every topic back to fish

Bob: It’s his secret talent

Kayleigh: Wish it would be a little more secret sometimes

Harvey: When did this become “pick on Harvey” dinner

Eliza: Supply costs will be a big thing to consider though, and location

Calista: Well the bay here seems lovely

Harvey: Plus you get good fishing here

Aaron: Will you offer friend discounts

Eliza: The idea is to make a profit

Calista: Your business experience should be helpful

Bob: She is the perfect partner

Harvey: Smooth

Calista: That dinner was delicious, grazie Bob

Eliza: He’s a pretty perfect partner to, I don’t have to lift a finger in the kitchen

Onyx: Hello mother may I take your plate to clean

Aaron: What are they trying to convince you of now

Eliza: They want a horse, don’t you Onyx?

Onyx: Yes! So I’m showing I can help out, oh and I walked Ginger earlier

Eliza: Well done

Fergus: Do we have time to play some MySims racing before Emi goes home

Bob: I should think so, I made dessert after all

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[bedofthistles]

The Little White Horse: Theme

Final thoughts, and the themes I found in the book and the movie

TL;DR

The Secret of Moonacre was an absolutely beautiful, whimsical film that taught its viewers the lesson of love and forgiveness, and the value of putting your pride aside for the betterment of the world around you. The Little White Horse is a book hellbent on teaching young girls that curiosity is wrong, and not to ask too many questions. Humbling yourself means lowering yourself to the point where you sacrifice your well-being and future, and that love truly is blind to all those red flags. 

Now, clearly my opinion of The Little White Horse is not a good one, but I honestly can’t think of a good lesson that came out of this book. Whatever good Goudge was trying to do, is undermined by all the bad wrapped around those morals.

Sexism, racism, male egotism, and here I really want to compare the movie and the book.

I won’t take too long describing the movie, since I’m sure we’ve all seen it. But the movie begins with a young girl who has just lost her father, and she has already lost her mother. She is a city girl, born and raised in London, she is proper, educated, a tad egotistical, curious, and a prideful, stubborn girl. 

On her journey, learning about and falling in love with Moonacre Valley, she learns to put these things aside in order to put Moonacre first. Maria learns to appreciate the Countryside and its beauty, her love for the people around her, not just her Uncle, but the servants of the household who are technically ‘under’ her. She willingly gets dirty, thinks about the good of all over herself, and at the very end of the film, she sacrifices herself to save the entire Valley. By jumping from the edge of the cliff, Maria completes her journey of self discovery, she shows that her love for those around her is stronger than her own need to live. 

And, everyone else subsequently puts aside their own pride as concern and fear override stubbornness and they all run to the cliff, too late of course, but they forget themselves for a moment, and choose Maria. When Maria is returned by the Sea Unicorn, the Valley is saved, the natural order of things is restored, and peace can finally come to the two families. 

In this moment, we the audience have learned the value of love, forgiveness, and sacrifice, of what it means to value something above yourself. 

In other words, this silly little film that has a critic’s score of 23% and an audience score of 46%, does what Elizabeth Goudge could not do. 

Giving a story that has good morals. 

Despite her attempts, The Little White Horse is bogged down in dated world views. Her definition of love is bowing your head to men, who are abusive and pedophiles, and accepting it. She expects women not to humble themselves, but crawl on the floor in order for there to be peace. She does not teach lessons on equality, on the pursuit of knowledge, or of true humbleness. I hate to repeat myself, but there is hardly any good that comes out of this book, and what little good there is is shrouded by an awful message to young girls specifically, and young boys. An acceptance of abuse, that people can be wholly evil and wicked, that peace is unattainable through communication and understanding, but must be brought on through sacrifice. 

The truth of the matter is that love is sacrifice. Love is putting others above yourself, giving and providing, of leading all for the sake of someone else, however love should not be misconstrued so horribly that the only lesson that can be taken away is that you must cut off pieces of yourself to be amendable. While wildly praised, I cannot help but feel as if this book is viewed through rose colored lenses, that the descriptions of delicious food has somehow blocked out our ability to see abuse, grooming, racism, and sexism.

The Secret of Moonacre may not be the most popular movie, but the creative liberties they took were absolutely necessary in order to create a story actually worth showing your children. And hopefully, The Little White Horse, can either fade into obscurity, or be used as an example.

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[mcnuggyy]

What was everyone doing before becoming a part of the Rainbow Factory?

Oc lore dump below!! It’s long… but there’s lots of doodles for you to enjoy so feel free to click that readmore for silly fun times ♡

(if you’ve read the rainbow factory doc feel free to skip this intro! If not I recommend reading, or if you just want a quick refresher of some things I mention later on then that’s cool too <3)

I feel like I should preface by saying that there are some things I’m still figuring out the names of although the concept and idea is already there and solid. For example money isn’t actually a thing, it’s more like a credit or point system that can be used to buy luxury items! Housing, food, and basic clothes and necessities will always be provided to members of unicorn society who don’t/can’t/prefer not to work! These credits are usually used for unnecessary things like drugs, drinking, entertainment, etc. However since most unicorns love those things many of them will work small odd jobs, do community service, or find other ways to make some credit to spend on fun stuff! So, concept is there! I just need to like… name it lol.

Also when I refer to the “usual” route for a unicorn it goes something like this: You appear into the world as a fully grown adult in this magical society, you get 5-10 years to kinda just learn the ropes, go to school if you want, have fun, make mistakes. After that most unicorns usually find themselves ready to decide where to go from there! Whether that’s to study magic, get a job, party all day every day for all eternity, serve the community etc. and this is of course by no means permanent or necessary but having some form a structure definitely helps when getting started! Usually around year 100 most unicorns have a pretty good sense of self and find a form they gravitate towards that feels like themselves! (sometimes things happen and it’s not unheard of to just leave everything behind and start fresh as someone completely different, so although big changes like that aren’t necessarily encouraged they’re definitely something a handful of unicorns have done and continue to do) Immortality is also like… a long time obviously so as centuries pass most either just end up chilling and making peace with the endless possibilities of their existence, try and find purpose, or do anything to try and forget the fact that they’ll live forever. But unicorns are hedonistic by nature so at the end of the day if they feel good then it’s fine (usually) <3

This also makes it fun for me as it adds an extra layer of queerness that I find interesting to explore, what it means to know yourself and how all these factors can affect how you view yourself vs how others view you, and which version of you is the “real” you. The expectations of others vs. who you actively choose to be every day. Does the ideal self have to fit these impossible standards, and if those standards were hypothetically achievable, then what? What comes next? Is it then somehow more fulfilling to be ‘imperfect’? And if we could live forever how long would it take before the person we started as was someone so so so far from where we end up? Or would our core selves truly remain unchanged despite everything? Anyways… lots to think about :o]

Enjoy!

So… What was everyone doing before becoming a part of the Rainbow Factory?

Hev

Was never adopted or taken in by anyone so they went the common route of entering the education system and learning all they could before deciding what to do with themselves. They instantly felt drawn to humans as many unicorns do in their first few years before eventually moving onto other things. But Hev’s curiosity only continued to grow, especially when they found out about Unicorn Hunters and how dangerous humans could be while still being told unicorns were the superior beings, they were determined to learn the truth about humanity. So they entered into the internship program with the goal of becoming a field operative, and with a great amount of magical potential they were clearly on the way of doing so successfully until the incident. After somehow surviving 100 years on earth The Boss decided to make a deal with Hev, keep the tragedy under wraps in exchange for a free apartment, a job with good pay, and pretty much any and all luxury expenses paid for. Hev only really cared to help humans and saw this as the perfect opportunity to hold what happened over the company´s head and get some real change going towards a better future for both humans and unicorns.

Trixie

Trixie was immediately adopted into the Princess household, a family started by one of the original Elders (said elder is no longer alive). They tend to adopt unicorns born with white-blonde hair as they are seen to be signs of great natural magical ability (not true). Under the pressures of his highly influential and successful family Trixie always felt trapped. He didn’t have as much magical ability as a lot of his siblings, had no real motivation, only really did things because he had to, and only cared to do things in the moment based on what felt good and his emotions. At the fear of being disowned by the unicorns he grew up with he decided to aim high, Field Operative, making sure to go somewhere prestigious like the Star or Rainbow factory just to ensure he would be seen as a success… despite his lackluster grades and performance he managed to get into the same internship program as Hev… though it still pisses him off that he only really got in because of the “Princess” in his name. He would continue to try and prove himself again and again, but always falling short of his families expectations even as the current number one F.O. in Unicopia.

Kay

Kay was adopted by a musician, so naturally it was no surprise when she found herself also gravitating towards music. Her “pops” only really took care of her for a few years before getting bored of fatherhood… Kay later realizing she was nothing more but a publicity stunt for him to keep his career interesting to the masses. However this would come to bite him in the ass as Kay’s band blew up with a ferocity no one could stop. Under the name Kayden Night their band Bricked In was a roaring success. She loved everything about it, the night life, her band mates, creating music she cared about, the fans, and of course the fame and money was prettyyy nice. But of course the band got so big that any little change to her physical appearance, music, or style became a big point of tension between her and her fan base. It became draining and her voice, her music, her body, her whole life, was no longer hers. So at the end of the biggest concert in her career, she thanked everyone for coming to her last show and was never seen again. She changed her name and form and entered the happy tech field shortly after. The only unicorns who knows about her past are Hev and Sprinkles.

Sprinkles

Sprinkles is what’s known as a “renaissance unicorn”, a unicorn that basically dedicates their lives to learning every skill and spell possible, every job, taking every class, every hobby, etc. in search of fulfillment. You name it, Sprinkles has done it. He met his husband while taking part of a research group focused on unicorn history and magic development in hopes of bringing back old and powerful spells now lost to time. He had reached a point of desperation, still feeling empty and alone. He became committed to finding someone who could sneak him to earth so he could leave once and for all and maybe even find the peace of death. Blue (his later to be husband) convinced him to try just one more thing, joining the Field Op’s, if he didn’t like it then he could easily just stay on earth. Sprinkles had been a Tech before and just assumed being an FO would be the same, but he decided to humor Blue anyways. Eventually he found a reason to stay, and as he fell in love with Blue he found himself falling in love with humanity as well. He settled down, got married, and has been at the Rainbow Factory ever since. (They’re hoping to adopt in the near future <3)

Butterscotch

Butterscotch was adopted by a small studio focused on getting new talent for their films. Her beauty and grace was something close to perfection and she quickly became a famous actor just a few years after her creation. She was the perfect idol, did as she was told, didn’t speak unless spoken to, and could shapeshift quickly and for long periods of times for any role she had to fill. Everything she did was for someone else’s sake, she knew nothing else but the life she was adopted into. It wasn’t until a century later that she finally found the strength to leave, she did this gracefully and without a word, as with everything else. She had no plans, no real motivations or dream, she just knew she had to start by making a choice for herself. So when she saw a flier for the internship recruitment program, she saw it as a sign and went for it. (She was in the same group as Hev and Trixie!) Of course all the fame and influence followed her but this time it was her own and nobody else’s so she was okay with it. This is why you will often hear her referred to as “The former Shining Star of Unicopia” “Unicopia’s Radiant Diamond, once actress, model, and idol” etc.

Cupcake

Cupcake was adopted by a small family, they had no parents but 3 very caring siblings! They encouraged her to go the classic route of 5-10 years of school and fun before deciding on anything major. However after just 3 years they dropped out and went to work with the rest of the family at their bakery. She loved making cute little pastries and treats and making other unicorns smile. As time passed her desire to make others happy only grew stronger. On her free time she would find herself obsessing over the time before Unicopia, when humans and unicorns lived together in harmony. In the illustrations they always looked so happy… the obsession turned to longing and the longing turned to desperation. Eventually she went back to school and worked towards becoming a Field Op! It didn’t quite work out as she was chosen for the Tech position instead but her desire to help never faltered. She hopes one day they can all go back to living on earth again, happy, loved, accepted, and free.

Mikey and Clay

These siblings have only ever had each other since the moment they were born. Mikey was always motivated and excitable, he wanted to try anything and everything, just existing felt so exciting and new to him and he wanted to do it all! Clay on the other hand was content to just follow Mikey wherever he wandered to. Ironically Mikey wasn’t very good at the things he tried… sure ey were charismatic and got along well with everyone but when it came to magic or anything too complicating he definitely struggled. On the other hand Clay sucked at the social stuff but magic and new skills came easily! Many times Mikey would try to encourage his sibling to pursue the things Clay was good at it, especially magic, but Clay refused to do anything without him. So when Mikey was set on trying for a Human Happiness Facility next, Clay was happy to follow along. Together they became the youngest team to ever reach the top 6 ranking.

Elly

Adopted by a bigger family and went into the education system, she always had a love for learning. She did some community work for a few dozen years while learning everything she could about humans. Elly thought they were so interesting and wonderful, she loved how they all looked so different and made such interesting things, she read their books, listened to their music, and watched their movies even if it had to be through illegal means. It got to the point where she would fantasize about meeting a human one day, and eventually decided to join the Rainbow Factory as a H.T! Like Cupcake and Hev, she is a believer in finding a path towards peace with the humans and eventually coming out of the shadows to live on Earth once more.

Dustin

Dustin hated school, he went for a few days, got bullied a lot and ditched. He ended up traveling through various districts before eventually finding his way to an “underground” fighting ring. I say underground but the government knows about these rings and doesn’t really care as long as it isn’t done in broad daylight and never spoken about openly. It also tends to be small groups of 10-25 unicorns and the average unicorn doesn’t even know they exist so it’s not really anyones biggest concern. There’s betting and competitions, both with magic and raw strength, testing the limits of their abilities and just how far their immortality really goes. A lot of those who end up in these groups become obsessed with death to the point where it becomes some sort of unachievable goal to either kill or be killed. However at the current happiness rate it’s impossible to ever cause any permanent damage to one another that isn’t just mental/emotional. Dustin’s obsession with death eventually lead him to become a F.O., hoping to one day achieve the impossible by becoming the first unicorn to ever kill one of their own. Nobody knows about this at all because 5 years into his job and he completely lost interest after watching one episode of Soul Eater with one of his kids… so anime, manga/comics, action movies, and shows like Wipeout, Ninja Warrior and Survivor are all he cares about now LMAO.

Craig

Craig has always been a bit unmotivated and nervous, but the first 3 years of his life spent in public dorms definitely didn’t help what would become a constant sense of anxiety. The dorms themselves are great at providing a unicorn with their basic needs but the roommates and groups Craig would end up with were somehow always the absolute worst. The lack of privacy, the constant teasing, the loud noises… he hated it so much he decided to go to school and speed-run his way into whatever career paid the most for the least amount of work just to have his own apartment, his own bed, his own clothes, etc. He is very much the complete opposite when it comes to what most unicorns enjoy (parties, drinking, loud music, drama, etc.) The peace and quiet alone will always be worth having to work as Mel’s tech in his opinion LMAO. Asides from that Craig has no real aspirations or goals, he just wants to spend his days chilling with his void (has the form of a little cat with wings and antennas) and reading whatever he can get his hands on :o] (he is currently trying to read every poem ever written jaja)

Mel

Mel got adopted by a small group of what can only be described as “human item smugglers”. There are only about 2 groups that exist like this and are completely invisible to district leaders and Unicopia society. Their sole focus is smuggling human food, clothes, movies, art, knickknacks, and oddities into Unicopia through illegal portals, handmade invisibility potions and/or human disguises, and any other means necessary. Sometimes it would even involve working with humans (while still keeping their whole unicorn existence a secret of course) to get the extra good stuff. Mel did this throughout the 1920’s to 40’s which is why her mannerisms and way of dress are heavily influenced by mobsters and pachucos. Eventually she got sick of taking orders from anyone and left the group that had taken her in. Knowing they wouldn’t let her off the hook so easily, she took a government job, changed her name and form, and has been working at the Rainbow Factory ever since. Nobody knows about this and she will probably never mention it to anyone ever.

In a lot of ways you could say Mel never had a childhood, and sadly most unicorns never really get one, most are fine without such “human” things, but I think Mel more than anyone really longs for something like that….

Thanks so much for reading ♡ immortal shapeshifters sure make for interesting situations that’s for sure jajaja! I’m not entirely sure how concrete some of these are and things might change as I figure out what kind of story I want to tell w these guys but I think digging into their pasts ( or what could be a potential past ) makes for really interesting character studies :o] <3

[abbatoirablaze]

Stacy's Mom, Special Delivery

Word Count:  1.8k

Warnings:   age gap, taboo relationship, underage relationship, mentions of smut/implied smut, older female going after younger male. 

“Hey did you order a pizza?”

“What?” Stacy laughed, “I’m not home…why would I order a pizza?”

“I don’t know,” he shrugged.  His cell phone slid down his ear and he cursed himself as he shrugged it back into place, keeping his head angled so that his phone wouldn’t slide again.  He made the last turn so that he was on his street, “I figured it was you since it’s a Friday and-“

“I’m not even going to be home for another few days,” she laughed in response, “I’m at my dads in New York.”

“So, your mom ordered a pizza.”

“She’s gotta eat too,” she replied, “it is weird that she ordered a pizza though.  Maybe her friends came over and she didn’t feel like cooking.  Are you at least done with your shift so you don’t have to go back to the shop?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, “Gino said he’d clock me out when I texted him the time I got to your place since you live next door.”

“Well, that’s good.”

“Yeah.”

“Jake…”

Jake bit his lip nervously as his friend had anxiety in her voice.   He instantly perked up.

“What’s wrong Stace?”

“I know you’re probably playing this out in your head…”

“No, I’m not,” Jake lied, his voice raising slightly.  He heard his best friend sigh.  He put the car into park in his own driveway as he tried to think of a way to make her forget about his little crush, “I’m not, Stace…I’m just delivering a pizza to your mom and I’m going home.”

“And I bet you wish you were delivering something else to her.”

“Not this again.”

“You know it’s all in your head, right?” she asked slowly.  Jake could hear the sadness in her voice as she spoke to him, “you know that my mom doesn’t and won’t ever see you like that, right?”

“Stacy.”

“No, you need to hear it,” she sighed, “you’re seventeen, Jake.  You’re my best friend.  My mom wouldn’t ev-“

“I’m hanging up on you,” he warned, cutting his best friend off.  When she became silent, Jake smiled, “thank you.”

“I just…you were really bad when we were fourteen, and it seemed like you got over her…but I’ve been gone nearly all summer and I feel like you text me every day asking when I’ll be back.  And I know it’s so you can go creep on her.”

“Well maybe I miss you, Stacy, did you ever think of that?” Jake asked.

She scoffed, “Jake…I know you’re in love with my mom.”

“Those are strong words.”

“You ask me if I need you to go check on her like she’s eighty and you’re afraid she’s going to break a hip,” she sighed, “I just…I don’t know…”

“You’re mom is a single woman…we live close enough to the city, where-“

“Where what?” she asked, cutting him off, “where someone will burglarize our house?  Jake, we live in the suburbs, almost an hour away from the big city.  No one is going to break into my mom’s house.”

“She’s a celebrity.”

“Jake…the only celebrity list she’s on is one from before my birth when she posed for playboy.”

“You know-“

“I know you have her issue, Jake!” she said in an annoyed tone, “I know you’re in love with her.  She’s a golden unicorn and the light of your life…but can you maybe lay off?”

“Lay off?”

“When I come home…I don’t want to talk about how much you like my mom.”

“Stacy, you know I’m just messing with you.”

“You’re not though,” she argued, “if you were…you would have stopped it after the first few times you made the joke…but I know you have feelings for her.  And I know that you care about her, and not as my mom…as someone you have a crush on.”

“Stac-“

“If you can’t cut it out…I think I’m going to have to drop you,” she admitted.  Jake gasped, “I-I don’t want to, Jake…I don’t…but…never mind.”

“No…what is it?”

“Nothing,” she sighed, “I gotta go…you should be home by now anyways…tell my mom I said hi.”

“O-okay, Stacy…Night.”

“Night Jake.”

Jake heard his phone beep, signaling the call had ended from his best friend’s side.  He sighed to himself and looked at the pizza that he was supposed to deliver to Stacy’s mom, and then to the house.  He felt like his throat was drying up. He didn’t want to lose his best friend.

And she was probably right in the long run.  There was no way her mom would see him as anything more than the little boy her daughter was friends with.  No matter how much he wanted it.

“Shit…”

Taking the pizza, he dropped his phone into the passenger’s seat beside him.  He walked across the lawn and marched straight up to the door.  But he stopped himself before he knocked on the door.  Guilt wracked his soul as he thought about simply leaving the pizza on the doorstep. 

He didn’t need to see Ms. Cameron. 

But as he internally thought about his options, the door clicked open. 

“Jake.”

Jake lost his breath when he saw Stacy’s mom in nothing but a white swimsuit.  Water was beading down her ample cleavage, between the valley of her breasts.

“M-Ms. Cameron.”

“Awww, Jake, you’ve known me for forever,” she smiled, reaching out to stroke Jake’s cheek.  Instinctively, he leaned into it, the scent of her perfume making his eyes roll back into his head, “call me Dev, sweetheart.”

And without a second thought she left the door wide open.   Her touch was gone.  Jake’s eyes opened and he felt like he was about to drool as he watched the former playboy playmate walk away; her heart shaped ass swaying back and forth.  It felt like she was taunting him.

“Don’t let the cool air out, sweetie,” she cooed, from the kitchen, “come on in.  I bet you’re dying for a drink.  This summer has been crazy.”

Jake didn’t need to be told twice. 

He rushed into the house, closing the door behind him.  He was quick to toe off his shoes, nearly tripping over them in the process. 

“Do you want something to drink, Jake?” she asked as he rounded the corner and looked at him, “you look a little pale, baby?”

Baby.

The way she said it had Jake’s mind snapping to attention. 

“You know it’s all in your head, right?” she asked slowly, “you know that my mom doesn’t and won’t ever see you like that, right?”

He growled to himself, pushing his best friend’s words to the back of his mind.

“Jake?”

Jake had hardly noticed he’d managed to make it all the way into the kitchen and had discarded the pizza box on the counter.  Not until he noticed Stacy’s mom leaning against it in front of him.  Her ample breasts practically taunting him as they fought the thin, small pieces of fabric that made up her bikini top.  Jake looked up and blushed, realizing that she had caught him checking her out.  He looked away from her, more embarrassed than ever.

“I-I’m sorry!”

“Don’t be, baby,” she purred, her hand reaching out to turn his face towards hers.  Jake’s breath hitched when he saw the slightest smile at the corners of her lips.  He went to speak, but the words failed him, “you have a little crush on me…you have for a while…it’s cute.”

Jake was speechless. 

If the world could swallow him up, he would be nothing less than ecstatic.  He felt nervousness in the pit of his stomach.  The same nervousness he felt when Stacy would cautiously invite him over when her mom was home.  

“Can I tell you a secret, Jakey?”

Jake nodded dumbly, “Y-yeah.  Of course! Y-you can tell me anything.”  

She leaned forward on the counter, and while Jake wanted nothing more than to continue to watch her breasts to see if the bikini would give way in the battle of movement, his eyes held firmly to hers.  He felt himself leaning forwards as well until their noses brushed.  She giggled, and Jake felt butterflies in his stomach. 

Her fingers danced across the counter, and Jake’s eyes snapped to the new movement.  Everything felt tense as he watched her perfectly manicured nails. 

“Ms. Cam-“

“What did I tell you, sweetheart?”

“D-Dev?”

Her fingers danced up his chest.  They slid around the collar of his work uniform and tangled in his hair, pulling on the soft tresses, “I like you too, Jake.”

His eyes widened in disbelief, “You do?”

“Yeah,” she nodded sweetly.  With that, she pulled him closer to her until their lips met.  Jake’s world felt like it was being set on fire as the woman he’d been in love with for as long as he could remember kissed him.  His head felt light and airy, like it was going to float away from him.  His lips worked delicately against her own as he savored the taste of her.  She moaned as she pulled away, “I’ve wanted to do that for a while now…the past few months…I felt myself slipping when I look at you, Jake.”

“W-when I turned seventeen.”

“I wanna feel you, Jake,” she nodded.  Jake’s breath caught in his throat as she frowned, “but we can’t...you’re not eighteen yet.”

“I-I’ll be eighteen in six months-I-I can wait!” he said urgently, his glasses fogging up at the intense contact, “I’ll-I’ll do anything you want, Dev.  I’ll wait!”

“I want you now,” she purred.  Jake whimpered, wanting nothing more than to take the older woman.  Every other thought left his mind until it was that singular one, “I want you to take me now though, Jake.”

“I-I-I don’t want to get you in trouble.”

“Just the tip,” she said quickly, urging the younger male into sleeping with her, “W-we don’t have to go all the way, Jake.  But I need to feel you. I need to feel something baby.”

“I want to.”

“I know you do, baby,” she sighed, her nails stroking his soft cheek, “I know you want it…and I want you too…but…this way I’ll be able to live with myself…I’ll blow you whenever you want…but I need to feel some of you now.”

“O-Okay!”

“Yeah?”

“Whatever you want, Ms. Ca-Dev...I’ll do it all!” he promised, “just tell me what to do and I’ll do it.”

“God you’re such a good boy, Jake,” she purred, racing around the counter and into Jake’s arms.  Only this time it was Jake that took the lead, his hand wrapping around her waist as he cupped her cheek and pulled her into a kiss, “Jake…take me.  Take me now.”

“Just the tip,” he promised against her lips.  She moaned, nodding in agreement as she eagerly worked on his pants, “Dev…we-we’ll make it work.  I promise.”

Tag List:  @notrealllyhere, @krissy25, @lohnes16

Chapter 1

[countessofravenclaw]

The 2022 writing Advent calendar: Day 13

13. Can reindeer really fly

We are once again continuing our adventure at te north pole with the Holy trinity. Go read days 3 & 9 if you have not already!

“I can’t believe Santa Claus let Luna sit on her lap,” Simon laughed after they were walking out of Santa Claus’s office.  “He probably thought she was still a child.” Gastón joined him in the laughter. Nina and Ambar, who were walking behind them, just rolled their eyes at them.  “That was so much fun!!!!” Luna was still jumping up and down as she and Matteo excited last from the building. “Santa was so nice. And I got finally to present my Christmas wishes in person.” “Luna, Christmas was a week ago,” Nina noted to Luna as she and Matteo caught up with the rest of them.  “Yeah, I know that,” Luna just shrugged, “I meant for like next year.” “You mean this year.” “Yeah, sure. Earlier the better! Maybe now I will actually get that banjo.” Luna threw some pretend dagger eyes at her friends. “You want a banjo?” Ambar asked dryly in complete disbelief. “YES! I have been asking one for years.” Luna nodded, “No one has gotten me one.” “And maybe that is a blessing…” Ambar whispered to Simon. “What?” “Ah, nothing.” Ambar shook her head, “How much time do we have left?” “The bus leaves here at 12:15, but I have no idea how punctual the Finnish busses are in this region.” Gastón answered looking at his phone, “The weather is probably quite a big component in that. But today’s is not that bad. Can’t imagine what would happen in a snowstorm. To answer your question, we still have about an hour.” “We should probably go eat at some point.” Matteo pointed out. “I read that there was this restaurant that was completely built out of the snow here,” Nina explained. “No way!” Simon exclaimed, “How is that even possible?” “I guess the same way they built those huge sand castles. Apparently, that is another tourist thing in Finland. Somewhere called Lappeenranta they built one every year.” “OMG!!!!” Luna suddenly exclaimed. Matteo quickly grabbed her arm so she was not able to run away. “Look at them! They are real?” “What are real?” Everyone turned to look where Luna was pointing.  She was pointing towards the reindeer yard.  “Hold up a second?” Gastón asked, “You did not know that reindeer were real?” Matteo exchanges a skeptical look with Matteo.  “Well, I thought they were just fairytale creatures.” Luna started speaking, “Just like dragons and unicorns. I mean Santa Claus is not real, I know that, so I thought his reindeer were not too.” “Luna, quiet down,” Simon hushed her, forgetting that it was pretty unlikely that any of the people around the understood what Luna had been saying in Spanish, “You can’t just shout something like that out loud. There are children around. You’ll end up in the notty list for good.”  “Uuuups.” “Well, anyways. Reindeer are mostly native to arctic areas like Northern Europe and I think there are some in Canada.” Nina explained. “The whole their affiliation with Santa Claus comes from a lot of legends.” “Well, can we go see them?” Luna asked jumping up and down once again.  “Well, why not.” Ambar nodded. “They are cute, you are right.” “Hey! Can these reindeer really fly?” Luna asked the reindeer keeper, who was also dressed as an elf.  “Ööööö, Anteeksi?” The keeper asked bit confused.  “Luna.” Matteo reminded her. “Sorry about that.” He started speaking English. “We are tourists from Argentina. She was just asking you if these reindeer can actually fly.” “Oh noh,” the keeper laughed, “These ones don’t. Santa has a lot of different reindeer for different purposes. These guys right here don’t fly with him on Christmas Eve, but still are very important to our small village.” “Can we meet Rudolf?” Luna asked. “What?” She said once she saw all the others staring at her. “I wanna see his red nose.” “I wish you could see him,” The keeper responded, “But Rudolf and the other Flying Forces are resting. They had a long journey on Christmas Eve flying all around the world, even with the earth’s rotational speed regulator. But if you really wanna meet him, keep your eye open next Christmas Eve and you might catch a glimpse of him.”  

[maerambles]

Chapters 23, 24, 25 and 26

Keeper of the Lost Cities - Shannon Messenger (October 2, 2012)

“You know, for a girl who hates doctors, you sure can’t seem to get away from the Healing Center.” [Elwin] (Ch. 23, p. 221)

I bet Sophie’s fear of doctors comes from being able to hear their thoughts from such an early age. The first place she noticed she could hear other’s thoughts was in the hospital, so I can bet that the first person she heard was her doctor and it may not have been good.

“Banshees can sense when someone’s in mortal danger.” [Elwin] (Ch. 23, p. 222)

I wonder why that is?

“But a brain push is a highly specialized skill only the ancients can pull off.” [Elwin] (Ch. 23, p. 223)

List of Sophie’s talents: Telepathy, Telekinesis, Photographic Memory, Blocking, Ability to read ANYONE’S mind, ability to read animal’s mind and Brain Pushes. Seven talents/abilities...

She wasn’t sure she wanted to have things in common with someone who acted like such a brat. [Sophie about Biana] (Ch. 23, p. 226)

You barely know Biana? She hasn’t even been that mean so far. It feels more like Sophie is jealous of Biana’s appearance but that’s just me.

She searched her memories for the rest of the night, but when she went to bed she was no closer to the solution. (Ch. 23, p. 229)

Why do I keep forgetting that Sophie can go through her memories like this it’s legitimately so cool!

For those of you worried you won’t be able to score the required seventy-five percent to pass, I recommend seeing Lady Nissa in the tutoring Center.” (Ch. 24, p. 231)

Lady Nissa?? I wonder who she is I don’t think we’ve heard anything about her.

“Oooh, smart thinking,” Dex agreed, reaching for the rest of his books. (Ch. 24, p. 232)

I did this in middle school, and now my back hates me.

“Which pin did you get?” Marella asked as he pulled out a small velvet pouch, like a Cracker Jack prize. (Ch. 24, p. 232)

Shannon’s age is showing, I was born in ‘99 and I had to google what that was lol.

“Right now there are only one hundred and eighty five unicorns - so that pin is super rare.” [Dex] (Ch. 24, p. 233)

Oh wow, that’s not a lot of unicorns.

“You could have told her that she’s a stuck up snob and you don’t want to be her friend,” Marella offered.(Ch. 24, p. 234)

Is Biana really that bad?? I haven’t seen her be extremely rude to anyone besides Sophie, and her feelings towards her are valid.

“Wait. I’m sorry. It’s just... girls always use me to get to my brother. I guess I sort of expect it.” (Ch. 25, p. 238)

This is so sad. No wonder she’s picky with her friends.

“Maybe you can braid each other’s hair and giggle about what boys you like while you’re at.” [Keefe] (Ch. 25, p. 239)

Can we stop with this.

Jealousy flared in Biana’s eyes as Keefe wrapped an arm around Sophie’s shoulders. (Ch. 25, p. 239)

Does Biana like Keefe???

Most Telepaths could only isolate a general area, but Sophie could nail down the exact spot. (Ch. 25, p. 240)

List of Sophie’s talents: Telepathy, Telekinesis, Photographic Memory, Blocking, Ability to read ANYONE’S mind, ability to read animal’s mind, Brain Pushes and exact thought tracking. Eight talents/abilities... albeit some are connected to being a Telepath but most are things that other’s can’t even do.

Sophie sighed as Marella flled everyone in on her almost weekly explosions. (Ch. 25, p. 244)

Oh my gosh Sophie this is actually so insane!! Lady Galvin must be PISSED.

She didn’t deserve sympathy. She didn’t deserve anything. (Ch. 25, p. 246)

Later in the books, it mentions that elves don’t deal well with guilt. I’m assuming this is why Sophie has such a drastic reaction to cheating on her exam. Also, it could be a way to show how incapable Sophie of doing something horrible. It’s defiantly interesting.

They’d [Grady and Edaline] just nodded, forgave her, and hoped she didn’t get in too much trouble. (Ch. 26, p. 248)

Grady and Edaline are such good parents, I adore them.

Sophe released the breath she’d been holding. (Ch. 26, p. 249)

Everyone’s favorite line, lol.

Alden was reporting on her too? (Ch. 26, p. 250)

Why is he reporting on her? I feel like he should be on her side, but he seems to never tell her anything.

“It’s hardly a secret that you tried to stop his wedding with Della.” [Tiergan] (Ch. 26, p. 250)

TIERGAN HOLY SHIT?? He knows the tea! This is so interesting, I would love to know more. I’m reading the annotated edition and Shannon says there’s a lot of background for the adult characters that she had to cut out. I would to read something about that! Would especially love to read about what Prentice and Jolie are like since we only experienced them with them already being passed away.

“I’ll serve the detention.” (Ch. 26, p. 251)

Sophie, our selfless queen!

An earsplitting shrill whine - part whale song, part nails on chalkboard, with just the right amount of screaming toddler - reverberated through the rooms. (Ch. 26, p. 253)

Oh wow, I though Sirens were supposed to have a pretty sound? I guess that’s not true in the Keeper world.

“You keep claiming you’re not mysterious, but who are you kidding?” [Keefe] (Ch. 26, p. 253)

Keefe’s favorite word for Sophie so far: Mysterious.

“Remember the reekrod someone put in Dame Alina’s office a few months ago?” (Ch. 26, p. 253)

Reekrod - an original thing from Miss Messenger!

His palms [Valin] were cold and sweaty and a blob of drool settled in the corner of his mouth and never went away. (Ch. 26, p. 254)

How is a person this nasty existing in the elven world lol. No offense to Valin, I know he’s a 12 y/o boy, but I can’t imagine a person existing like this in our world let alone the “perfect” elven world.

“Too bad I can read what you’re feeling without physical contact.” [Keefe] (Ch. 26, p. 255)

Can he turn this on or off or is he constantly feeling the emotions of others? Questions Questions...

“If you must know, yes, your emotions are stronger than others.” [Keefe] (Ch. 26, p. 256)

More ~interesting~ abilities to make Sophie stand out more. I believe this is more to connect Sophie and Keefe more, but still.

Sophie wasn’t allowed anywhere near them, forced instead to sit alone in a corner while Keefe winked at her and Valin stared and drooled. (Ch. 26, p. 256)

Ok but she didn’t actually do the punishment (as weird as it was?) which is something I would be happy about it. I’m surprised Keefe didn’t say anything about this treatment lol.

Did she really pick iron purification - the easiest transmutation in alchemy? (Ch. 26, p. 257)

Ok, but why didn’t Lady Galvin just tell her earlier in the book? Wouldn’t that save them both a lot of trouble?

Ok!! Just wanted to upload this because it’s been a while since I uploaded something lol.

[bertrandhustle]

When I was a kid, 25 years or so ago, things were more than a bit different. The most recent revolution in digital creation has led to significant progress that people like me couldn’t even have imagined. Some of our dreams have come true, and maybe even some of our fears, too. The world is a different place, and depending on who you are, it’s a much better place than it used to be. But no matter where we go, we can’t forget where we came from, so I’d like to talk about what life used to be like, and how it is now.

When I was a kid, acne was a death sentence. For those unlucky ones of us, even the most potent creams and pills couldn’t work, and if they did, they had obnoxious side effects like dry skin, bloody noses, and possibly even heart failure. Nowadays, one trip to the doctor’s office and a quick, painless vaccine guarantees that you have angelic skin forever. Or think about de-extinction. 25 years ago, a dead species was just that: Dead. The cute Dodo birds that every other hippie seems to have on their shoulder? 25 years ago those were a thing of the past. Now, to me, these two advancements seem like good things. We’ve made progress!

Sadly, not everything has been rainbows and unicorns. We all know what happened in Serbia last year. Developments in ethnic bioweapons allowed Serbian terrorist groups to target the genomes of Macedonian Serbs, almost eliminating them entirely. Any cursory glance at the news will show worries about a “technological singularity”, a point at which technological advancements become uncontrollable and irreversible. There are legitimate fears that we are on the verge of reaching that point, and who knows what consequences that might bring. At the end of this presentation there is an image detailing the exponential growth of the computing power in electromechanical devices. The creator, Ray Kurzweil, hypothesizes that this growth will lead to a future in which the computing power of all computers will be much greater than human minds (Kurzweil, 2005). Who knows what a world like that would be.

It’s really hard to determine if the changes made in the past 25 years have been overall good or bad. However, it is undoubtedly the case that the world is much different, and we as a species are much different. We’ve had to adapt to our new world. Thankfully, there’s nothing humans are better at than adapting to unfamiliarity. To fully appreciate this adaptation, we need to remember our past. We need to remember where we’ve come from, where we are, and hopefully we can have a better idea of where we’re going. This is what I hope to have done today.

Works Cited

Kurzweil, Ray. The singularity is near: When humans transcend biology. Penguin, 2005.

[marylandlifecoaching]

Who Are You Today?

Witch, CEO, business owner, coach, author...why not a freaking unicorn? Some of us change our "About" section on social media so much, that it can get confusing. Might as well say "It's Complicated". I am all for speaking something into manifestation. What I am not for, is self deception. And that's the great thing about social media. We can be anything we want to be. But the problem is that we sometimes don't believe it, nor do we work for it. And when it doesn't manifest, we get further down on ourselves and look at it as a failure. Stop that shit.

My love language is speaking life into people. I have a nearly 4 decade profession that attests to it. But what I fail at terribly is telling you a lie. I can recall early on in my career working with the dying. I struggled with telling people that they were terminal. That sometimes false hope was better than no hope. And on some level today, I still believe that. But I am not God. I don't know the future. Therefore, I have to rely on science. Does science get it wrong? All the fucking time. But here is the thing. I have watched more people die holding onto the promise of an afterlife via religion, than actually preparing themselves for the inevitable. Yes by all means make your peace with God. But don't forget to make your peace with your passing as well.

So who are you today? That witch, CEO or unicorn previously mentioned? Are you living as you say you are? Because when I look at social media, I see a whole lot of people saying things that may not be true, or are misleading. Again, there is nothing wrong with that. as long as it resonates with your soul. In other words, if someone met you and then later saw your social media, would it ring true? You don't have to prove anything to anyone. But you do need to live with yourself. And being clear about who you are, will certainly help.

I am reminded of a cartoon that I saw many years ago. A man walks into a job interview, and the man conducting the interview says," Your resume states that you are courteous, strong and a team player. He then proceeds to show the man he's interviewing, his own FaceBook page and says, "However, your profile shows you like Jack Daniels and are a little too comfortable showing your body off." I don't know about you, but that shit is funny. But sadly it is true. You can't take a weekend course on something and then claim to be an expert. I mean you can, but that is really misleading.

So what am I saying here? I'm saying be who or what you want to be. But don't lose yourself in deception. Our lives will unfold organically. And that's a beautiful thing. Social media is cool. And many times it ain't even social. People show you what they want you to see. So don't compare yourself to what you see on those platforms. Write your own story. Be true to it. You know the saying don't follow the crowd because they are lost AF? They are. Compete with your future self. That is how you arrive. Until then, honor your journey. Take social media with a grain of salt. And too much salt when consumed is really bad for you. So I ask you again. Who are you today? Own that shit, so no one can take it away from you. And that is how you open the doors to manifestation.

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Coc builder th 3

Once you are on that level, you are able to unlock it and build the Pet House.

Lots of balancing & improvements in the new Town Hall 14.Īctually, it’s a new type of unit in this game that can only be unlocked on Town Hall 14.

New levels for clone and poison spells.

Lots of troops level will be increased including the level 10 Barbarian, Level 10 Minion, Level 6 Ice Golem, etc.

With Town Hall 14, new heroes levels will be available.

New levels of defence buildings & traps will be available.

New walls, bombs, giant bombs, air bombs, skeleton traps, etc.

When Town Hall 14 will be destroyed, a poison bomb will explode that causes slow effects, deal damage, and slow units as well.

The builders can defend too (only for Town Hall 14).

Hero Pets are available with the new Town Hall 14.

The new Town Hall 14 has a Giga Inferno that can be upgraded to five more levels.

New Grand Warden Skin – The Jungle Warden.

Attractive Graphics & Gameplay Improvement.

Updated King, Queen, Grand Warden, and Royale Champion Levels.

Brand New Super Troops, Super Wizard, and Ice Hound.

New Royal Champion Skin (Rogue Champion).

Starter Challenges are available now when starting a new account.

Hero Pets available on Town Hall 14 (L.A.S.S.I, Electro Owl, Mighty Yak, and Unicorn).

New Air unit, Dragon Rider, and new visual content is available in Nulls’ Clash.

PlenixClash and Nulls’ Clash have updated to version 14 with the new Town Hall 14, so download and have fun.

New building and troop levels for Town Hall 14.

Introducing the new Super Troop: Super Bowler that throws Triple Strikes!.

“A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and a man can’t live without love.” Similarly, Clashers can’t breathe without Clashing! NK (former legend since 2016) COC MOD APK (New Features) On the other hand, read more about the COC MOD APK 2021 in this article. Another awesome thing everyone loves about this game is upgrading defenses, heroes, buildings, troops and, chatting with friends in the clan. It has leagues that can be rank up using attacks, gaining trophies, and winning defenses. So, using the Modded version known as, Clash of Clans Mod APK can be the safest & easiest option.Īs we know COC is fun to play and a very popular game as well as it’s addictive and very time-consuming. After all, hacking the original game is not a good option and in addition, it can result in a permanent ID ban. The official game has many private servers and they all are known as the modified versions. It’s the private servers of the Official Game. Hog Gliders have been effective with Raged Barbarians, as they can be very effective in Closely build bases.COC MOD APK is also known as Clash of Clans MOD APK. In BH9, Barch + Cannon Carts get you good damage, but sometimes fail to penetrate the base deep for a 2star attack. Also, do not forget to field an army of maximum capacity in the camp. This will directly ask you to spend more time at attacks, so it is necessary to have maxed out troops at least. It becomes extremely easy to wipe out a rushed base with maxed out/nearly maxed out troops at Builder Hall level 9, so what you need to have is a solid attack strategy to collect resources. However, problems arise when players have a rushed base. Of course, the layout has to be built well, so that opponent does not stand a chance to equal or best your attacking performances. Those who have a fully built Builder Hall Level 9, can trust your defense to get you to win matches. The Battle Machine requires a total of 69 days to reach level 30 if you are upgrading it continuously. This is not an easy task at all, so we came up with some builder base attack strategies which will help you to farm elixir faster. You have to upgrade your Battle Machine to level 30. It is the hardest part of this total scenario.

Now the fourth and the last task of this process. This is where the builder hall gold will come into play now remember as you are upgrading you do have to build all of the different buildings before you can upgrade the next builder hall level. So you have to spend a lot of gold on that spontaneously. This Mega Tesla will be available at builder base level 9. In the 3rd step, you have to spend all the golds on the Mega Tesla to upgrade that thing up to level 9 which is the maximum level.

[sleepyowlwrites]

writing prompts! things my college class said

don’t ask. I don’t have answers for you.

“I’ll never forget I called you an ogre.” “And neither will I.”

“When judgment day comes, I hope there’s an audience because I want to be there for yours.”

“I like that when you’re sassy you have two chins.”

“I love you cheesy and chili beef flavored, just like God loves all sinners.”

“Women are way more complicated than the economy.”

“What are you doing tonight?” “Sleeping, probably.” “Oh really? Me too! Maybe we could do it together.”

“Why would she be spying on you? There’s nothing to see!”

“Do you want to go out?...don’t think in a twisted way.”

“Sometimes I like being objectified.”

“You know how you catch a unicorn?”

“No one would like you in China, you only have half a half a brain.”

“Women tend to be more creative.” “I’m creative. I make babies.”

“Are we lovers anymore?”

“Wait, wait, wait! Don’t kill me, I got stuff!”

“Audrey Hepburn is amazing. She’s the only women I enjoy watching smoke.”

“Did you sneak into my bedroom, boy?”

“I’ll steal the brandy and lick it off your face.”

“Are polar bears sexually attractive? “Depends what rocks you.”

“I have a filter.” “Then you need to clean it.”

“Go into environmentalism, no one cares about the economy.”

“About burning the suburbs, I don’t know if that’s the best idea.”

“Please no prolonged touching of body parts.”

He’s obsessed with clothes.” “What’s that thing people do to get rid of their obsessions where they just get rid of the thing?” “Do you want me to get rid of all my clothes?”

“We’ve been studying our Asimov.”

“I’ll breed your species.”

“We’re pretty complicated but we still work. Most of the time.”

“Seems pretty normal to be dumb.”

“Join us next week as we burn other people’s memories.”

“No one knows who we are! Second world problems.”

“Having cereal with milk is always really exciting.”

“We just have a lot of appendages we don’t know what to do with.”

“I know God is real because you are loved.”

“Math is like a safe haven, where you can go and there’s only one answer.”

“Technically, she has a boyfriend.”

“They better not steal any of our women. Hands off, they’re ours.”

“She’s got a nice knife.”

“He took his clothes off for you to fix them.”

“Before coming here he got offered a job teaching children to become philosophers.” “Why didn’t he take it?” “He did.”

“I’m a white boy who’s sheltered. I say stupid things.”

“You don’t have to look like you’re being seduced by the jello.”

“They can’t control their ducks like we can’t control our emotions.”

“Unless you fell off the treadmill and hit your face I don’t want to hear about your workout.”

“All of those grandparents have had more sex than you.”

“I have so many feelings, I just can’t process them because I’m dead.”

“I guess I don’t need the guys around. They’re expendable.”

“Why are you stroking gourds, I’d much rather you stroke other men.”

“We’re having a spooning party on the deck tonight, wanna come?”

“I am one of the noble elements of the periodic table ‘cause I don’t react to anything.”

“I wouldn’t kill you. I’d wait until you had a boyfriend and then kill him.”

“If I was throwing things at you in my mind, you’d feel it.”

[xoxo-teddybear]

The Talk - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader // ft. Bakugou’s daughter

Warnings: Crack, Fluff, Cursing, Sexual Mentions

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Summary: Katsumi has recently turned 8 and Bakugou thinks it’s time for her to receive the talk and tries to get Y/N to give it to her, however Bakugou finds himself doing the deed instead.

“Katsuki! Go!”

“No I just-“

“You have to-“

“But I don’t-“

“AH AH AH JUST GO!”

“nooOOO!!”

Bakugou and Y/N both spoke over each other saying those things until eventually Y/N pushed Bakugou into the room and barricaded the door to keep him inside. On the inside, Bakugou slammed his fist against the door demanding to be released.

“Y/N Bakugou! Open this door right now!” He screamed from the other side.

“Sure thing dAD,” she said dramatically, “after you do what you gotta do!”

“It’s DAD-DY TO YOU!” He screamed again. “LET ME OUT!”

“Suki! This was your idea!” You explained from the outside.

“Yeah but we’re a team! I thought we would be doing this together!” He said.

“Yeah well I didn’t wanna do it and since you insisted so bad that this just had to happen, you can do the deed!” You argued from the other side of the door.

“Y/N! You can’t keep me in here with that..that DEMON!” He screamed.

“Daddy?” Bakugou flinched as he quickly turned around with his back pressed against the door. He shook in fear as his smile trembled and his eye twitched as he looked at that thing on the floor. It was sitting in the chair holding a cup of hibiscuses tea while it wore a pink boa and tiara. It had an orange boa ready to go with an extra tiara on the other seat for the tea party that was currently happening in the girly princess styled bedroom.

“Yes princess?” He said to his eight year old daughter as she looked at him with a waiting stare. And yes we referred to her as ‘it’ before.

“You said you would join me for my tea party to give me the talk about something. What was it?” Katsumi said. Bakugou gulped in fear as he watched his daughter gesture to the empty seat. Bakugou slowly walked to the tiny chair and sat as his knees scrunched up to his chest. He cleared his throat as he put on the boa and tiara and looked around to see he was seated next to Mr. HoneyBear and Madam Unicorn. Katsumi poured him a cup of tea and he picked up the tiny ceramic, that was much too small for his large hands, until he heard his daughter clear her throat.

“Ehem,” she said. Bakugou stared and watched as she picked up her cup and stuck out her pinkie. His mouth formed an ‘o’ as he mimicked her actions and carefully took a sip. He placed the cup down as he placed his hands on his knees, making a small rhythm as he was nervous and didn’t know how to begin.

“Okay daddy! What did you wanna tell me?” She squealed. Bakugou looked around in nervousness. He didn’t even know how to begin the talk.

“Okay! Um...well. You see Katsumi..you are old enough to finally know where...umm...how...eh,” Bakugou stumbled over his words until Y/N poked her head in to help.

“Where babies come from,” she whispered and then shut the door again. Bakugou growled as he looked at the door.

“If you’re so good at this why don’t you come in here?!” He whispered yelled.

“Because you’re the one that wanted this to happen!” She whispered yelled back through the door.

“Coward!” Bakugou seethed. Y/N then opened the door again to give her two cents.

“Nice boa and tiara, PRinCeSS,” you teased. Bakugou threw one of the cookies on the plate at the door and it was going to hit you but you shut it before it could. Bakugou settled in his seat and tossed his boa to wrap around his neck and readjusted his tiara.

“Right Katsumi, it’s time for you to know where babies come from,” he explained to the eight year old. She stared at him with a raised brow as she sipped from her cup.

“You and Mommy already told me, remember? You guys said the storks bring down the babies!” She explained. Bakugou cringed at the memory of the time he almost slipped up and practically explained sex to his daughter when she was only 5. Luckily, Y/N saved his ass with the stork story.

“Right, but the storks just bring the babies..they don’t...create them,” he said.

“Oh! So then who creates them?” She innocently asked with the same doe eyes her mother had. Bakugou bit his lip in nervousness as he began to tremble again.

“Well you see...when two people..um, love each other..very....much....they Umm...at a certain time they’ll...” Katsumi began to get a little bored and yawned. Katsuki watched and just decided to rip the band-aid right off. He slammed his hands on his thighs as he spoke.

“You know what! Forget this! Katsumi! When a man loves a women, they’ll....” Bakugou trailed off as he realized exactly what he had to say. He stood up and put himself in the corner as he sat on the ground with his knees crunched up to his chest again.

“Daddy, just tell me! I’m getting bored and the tea is getting cold!” Katsumi whined. Bakugou sighed out as he returned to his seat.

“Katsumi, listen,” he exhaled before he began, “a man has this thing called a penis,” he cringed at his words, “and you know that a woman, like yourself, has a what?”

“A vagina. You and Mommy taught me the big girl words so that if something bad were to happen, I can properly explain and get help without confusing anyone. It’s part of my no-no square.” She said while casually messing with her toys.

“Right..and uh...your no-no square can only be touched by...uhm...your doctors with permission and..uh, in the far future, the one you love.” He explained.

“Like you and Mommy?” She asked.

“Uh..no..well..not really. Only in certain cases but you can trust that me and Mommy will never hurt you,” Bakugou said.

“I trust that! But what do you mean ‘love’ then?” Katsumi once again questioned.

“Well..love..as in like a boyfriend or a husband-“

“Or a prince?” Katsumi excitedly asked.

“....uh..sure?” Bakugou said, “but eventually..you and your...prince, OR PRINCESS OR ROYAL MAJESTY.. whatever you’re into, will eventually want to experience...something called..uh..sexual interco-“

*DING!*

“Whats that?” Bakugou asked as he pointed towards the timer.

“My brownies are ready!” Katsumi said and excitedly got up to get her desserts. Bakugou raised his brow in question as he didn’t realize his daughter could bake.

“Brownies?” He questioned.

“Mhm! I made them in my easy bake oven!” She said as she brought the tiny tray containing six mini brownies over to the table. “Try one!”

Bakugou looked at the tray and saw burnt pieces and he’s pretty sure he saw a bubble on one of the slimy brownies pop. He silently and subtly gagged but covered it up with a cough. He cleared his throat before he used a shaky hand to pick one up.

“And what’s the number we use to call in emergencies?” Bakugou asked.

“1-1-0,” Katsumi said.

“Good girl,” he said and took a small bite into the brownie. He chewed and bit into some hard, crunchy pieces but felt something else running down his throat. “Umm..Katsumi, Princess-“

“You like it? I tried really hard because I know you’re a great chef Daddy!” She happily explained. Bakugou couldn’t hate on his little girl’s brownies so he just had to ask a few questions.

“They’re Umm..delicious! A little burnt but it’s still very....very...good? But uh..what did you put in these?” He cautiously asked as he continued to chew.

“Brownie batter, duh, and sequence, rhinestones, and just a pinch of glitter!”

“HAH!” Y/N laughed from the other side of the door.

In the middle of Katsumi’s explanation, Bakugou swallowed the piece of brownie and began choking, he tried to get his cup of tea to wash it down but it was too tiny to do any good. Katsumi just watched in confusion as her father choked and sat down as she sipped her own cup of tea with a confused and almost sarcastic face. Bakugou lifted the tea pot and attempted to drink out of it but saw it was empty. He ran to his daughter’s door and tried to open it but Y/N still had it blocked. He blasted it open with his quirk and Katsumi just laughed at the scene with her hand covering her mouth and Y/N stood infront of the doorway in shock.

“Katsuki!” She yelled at her husband for breaking the door but he only ran down to the kitchen sink and turned on the faucet as he jugged down the flow of water. He finally stopped choking and after he finished his symphony of coughs, he flopped onto the couch.

Back with Y/N and Katsumi:

“Hang on love, just enjoy your tea and then wait here. Mommy will be right back.” Y/N said and then ran downstairs. She found her husband face down on the couch and laughed at him.

“Umm.. Katsuki..are you, pfft..okay?” You laughed out. Bakugou just poked his head up to glare at his wife and flopped his head back down on the couch.

“She can wait a few years for the talk. I’m pretty sure the universe just gave me a big fat fucking hint at that.” He grumbled into the couch.

“Hehe..I told you so~” Y/N said in a sing-songy voice.

“I tOLd YoU sOoo- SHUT UP!” Bakugou complained. Y/N just continued to laugh at her husband’s whine and just rubbed at his back to comfort his pain.

—

After cleaning up the mess Katsuki made at Katsumi’s door and helping her daughter wash up, Y/N finally put Katsumi to bed and met her husband down stairs. He was still on the couch but this time he was sitting while watching some random channel on TV. He noticed Y/N and opened up his arms for her. Y/N joined him on the couch but laughed a little as she cuddled into his side.

“Umm..Suki?”

“Yes love?”

“When are you gonna take off that boa and tiara?”

[kim-poce]

Safety 3 - Bigger Family

It's been a while but take here a new OCS.

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CW: Caretaker new Master, pet whump, multiple whumpees.

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Alana had seen many “pets” in her not-so-long life, people say humans can adapt to anything; that if you see something often enough you will get used. Well, Alena thinks this is bullshit. Every time she sees one of those people her heart breaks a bit more. People can be mean, no one should get used to it, people should fight against it.

She doesn’t think she is making enough as she can, as she will, but every time she helps Ethan to take care of one rescue she gets a bit more relieved, happy even; she is changing someone’s life, yes it’s just one but it’s one whole life.

Alana helped Ethan when this new one arrived. Ethan was skillfully cleaning the wound of the unconscious man. The wounds were mostly new, the man was thin and pale, if Alana had to guess for her own experience she would say he was more neglected than tortured, not that this makes things better in the long run.

After she was done Alana went to tell the others about the new member of their unusual family, the first weeks were always the worse, it was hard on the new one –who usually thinks everyone is going to hurt them or tries to hurt everyone out of fear– and on in the others whose reacted in many different ways.

She took a deep breath and entered the warm living room where she knew she would find Leo, he thought that under the couch was the perfect place to hide, maybe he thinks Ethan can’t reach him there.

“O-other?” Leo asked with a small voice when she told him what happened. He paused to think about it and decide whether it was good or bad, whether this was safe or dangerous.

“Yes, dear”, Alana said, getting down to look at the man, her almost yellow eyes meeting Leo’s deep blue startled glance.

“L-like me?”, Leo asked after a whole minute, he was hugging his unicorn plushie as he spoke. Alana gave a sad smile, she knew “like me?” meant “a pet?”

“A new member of the family, Leo,” Alane said with a smile. “I hope we all get along well!” Leo nodded, covering his face with the unicorn, it had a name, Alana was sure of that, but Leo had yet to tell which one. “I’ll tell the others, will you be okay?”

“Y-yes,” He said from behind the plushie.

“Okay,” Alana said softly. Leo was the last one to arrive before this new one so she was really worried, she learned that people can do anything in order not to be thrown away; she didn’t want to see that ever again.

Next one will be- “Alana!” Kevin shout-called as he jumped on her. Will be Kevin then… “Hey, hey! What is happening? What is Master doing? Where was he? Ah! I remember he went to see Friend, right? Anyway, what is he doing now? H-”

“Easy there, I need time to answer!” Alana said playful; Kevin makes her smile but he can be too much for someone as unused to touching as her. “Okay, okay, let go of me first so I can tell you.”

Kevin did so immediately as if she had shouted him an order, sometimes Alana focus so much on his energetic personality that she forgets that in his head he is just a very lucky pet. “Our family got bigger, that’s what happened.”

“Oh?” Kevin beamed. “Really? How do they look like? Where are they?” his face turned sad. “Are they… hurt?”

“...They are,” Alana said with a sad smile. “But they will get better! You know Ethan is good at taking care of people.”

“Yes! Master is good at taking care of pets too!” Kevin said, saddening Alana hear, but she kept the smile on. “Master Ethan is a good master!”

“...Ethan is a great person!” Alana said, messing with Kevin’s hair. He didn’t flinch, Alana has to keep notes of those things, to keep track of how less scared they are now; so she can motivate herself. “I’ll tell the other now.”

“Okay!” Kevin said. Alana saw him as he ran to the living room, and heard his voice as he talked to Leo, she breathed in, sometimes things get tiring and overwhelming, but it’s worth it, she breathed out.

Next one.

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Taglist(I think this is the right masterlist?): @badluck990, @cupcakes-and-pain, @wolfeyedwitch, @octopus-reactivated, @temporary-username, @stuck-in-this-mortal-form

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