#and well. i'm interested what can i say 👁️

[maikhiwi00]

who is prowl and why does he look so submissive and breedable

[fire-lizard-ro]

Hi Roro, hope you’re doing well! Let me start by saying your Sunday stuff is MAGNIFICENT, oh my gosh this MAN-

I’ve come with a request for you…

Dr. Veritas Ratio x fem or gn reader. Bathtub. Sex. Like most of the time he’s only interested in reading in the tub, rejecting reader’s advances. But one day, idk, he’s in a MOOD but he doesn’t want to admit it, so he lets reader go a little further than normal with her advances, but he’s still being petty about it, kinda denying and still trying to read his book or whatever and it just Escalates eventually…

Aaaa thank you so much if you decide to do my request! Remember to take breaks and stay hydrated!

I'm ILL over this man jfc-

Dr. Ratio here to prescribe you with a dose of vitamin D-//SHOT

Veri, my love, please just one chance I'm begging just a crumb oisego-

But yesssss gimme the bathtube sex I want it- I wanna do all kinds of wild things to or with this man. Crazy.

But hehehe I know what you are. 👁️👁️

A s i m p . 🫵 (Like I'm any better.)

And thank you!!! This took a While, but I did it. I had lots of fun with it so feel free to request again~

CW and writing under the cut:

CW: vagina and cock (gasp), PIV sex, cockwarming, rough sex, hair pulling, choking (+some breath play), cumming inside (wrap it before you tap it folks), spanking, degradation+praise, objectification, kinda sorta human furniture thing???, name calling (ex:slut), use of words like "cunt" (wow that feels weird writing here-), marking, ignoring you during cockwarming, doggy position(?), cum play, holding your hands behind your back, discussion of safe wording (check-ins), kinda cum as lube?, funishment, d/s aspects to the relationship (though you are dating for romantic reasons as well), slight pussy slapping, talking to your pussy (I know this man a freak <333), crying during sex (+dacryphilia), dumbification (ofc this was gonna be here), ruined orgasm, edging, slight cum eating, a liiiiittle bit of gagging (w/ fingers), usage of "pet" exactly once

Reader gender: fem (I talked with anon separately and they decided on this when I asked for preference- I also only have one fem reader ask. If people want, I can write another version tweaked to be gn or AMAB/male reader~)

Disclaimers:

>>>Dr. Ratio will be referred to as Veritas here since reader is dating him.

>>>This was written and almost finished before 1.6 release.

Bathtub sex, surprisingly, probably isn't the norm for you two. After all, Veritas (oml it feels weird calling him that after so long of calling him Ratio-) enjoys his down time in the bath where he can relax with you and read his books. I like to think that it's one of the few times when his ever racing mind is a bit quieter. So when you are finally pent up enough at just the right time to want to pounce on him in the tub, he's a bit surpised at first. But the surprise would soon melt into mild annoyance. "Can't you just stay still? Quit it- I'm trying to read."

Of course he says it in that ever dramatic way of his while not even glancing up from his book. Speaking of said book- "You're going to get my book wet, darling-" (Yes, he's a "darling" kind of guy. It's sophisticated as he is. And you know he'd say it with that drawl of his and drag the word out. Sometimes in those more intimate moments, it sounds almost like a sultry purr with the way he says it, commanding all your attention.) "And if you do that, you know I'm going to have to punish you, hm?" You almost want it if it means he'd touch you where you want him, but you know that his punishments aren't necessarily fun. Yet still you like them all the same.

(They're more of funishments than punishments in this case- Please do know that funishments and punishments aren't the same, my dear little kinksters~ Since the reader actually enjoys these "punishments" a lot and they are done for their and Veritas' mutual gratification, it's a funishment. These are normally for bratting behavior while actual punishments are for serious things and are meant to actually discourage the behavior that earned you the punishment. Hopefully I explanied it well, lololol-)

But of course you continue to try and rouse his interest, touching him here and there. It reaches the point where you manage to wiggle your way between his arms, in front of his book. Not only does this block his view, but you're dripping water all over his book! (It was all of one or two droplets.) If you listened close enough, you'd probably have heard the sound of his reason breaking in that moment. Like you had poked a sleeping bear one too many times. (And some little part of himself that knew it was also partly because he also was getting into a mood was squashed. Of course it was just because you needed to be disciplined.)

"That's it. You want my attention, darling? Well now you have it.” There was something dark in his voice that sent a shiver down your back and made your nethers tingle in anticipation. He snapped the book closed and set it on the table by the bathtub almost gently, a stark contrast between how his voice sounded and how he was looking at you. He'd tilt his head and consider you, seemingly thinking about how best to punish you for your transgressions. "Hands on my shoulders and do not move them. Color?" Veritas was launching right into it, huh? "Green." "Good."

With hands on his strong shoulders, you watched him with eyes darting around his form to try and figure out what he'd do. Your question was answered by a hand gripping your hip and another dragging down between your breasts, then over your belly, then stopping on your mound. He didn't move any lower, fingers thrumming there just above where you wanted him. Teasing. "I can see your cunt drooling from here. Was she just so hungry that you couldn't be good and hold it until we were out of the tub?" Heat bloomed in your cheeks as he spoke. "Should I punish her? Hm?" Veritas gave your wetness a few light slaps, just enough to make you jolt but not enough to do more than just barely sting. "No- It isn't her fault she's so empty and wanting. But it is your fault that you couldn't be obedient and wait. Isn't that right, my cute little slut?" He whispered in your ear, leaned forward to curl possessively over you while his fingers slipped down to trace around your twitching hole as it tried to suck his finger in.

"Mmmmm..." he hummed lowly, the sound vibrating against you where your chests were pressed together. He kissed the spot beneath your ear before his lips marked a path down your neck, sucking and nipping marks into the tender flesh there. Just as he reached the junction between your neck and shoulder, he suddenly sunk his teeth in and thrusted two fingers into you at the same time. Veritas had sneakily wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you still right before so you weren't able to squirm away from his teeth or his fingers that now plunged in and out of you, agonizingly slow after that fast, rough entry.

The man pressed a kiss to your new bitemark before sliding the hand of the arm around your waist up your back to latch onto your nape and hold you still for a kiss. He chuckled into it as you attempted to fight him for dominance, your tongues clashing. Ultimately, he won and was now devouring your mouth, licking into it with fervor.

At some point, his fingers began to speed up. Veritas was fingerfucking you with his palm slapping against your throbbing clit. And right as you felt yourself begin that climb- He slowed down, his thrusts going back to a leisurely rhythm. He swallowed the whine that left your throat, smirking into the kiss you were still locked in. As he pulled away, he looked incredibly smug. "Thought it would be that easy? Of course not. This is a punishment.”

He did this another time, bringing you close to the rise of pleasure (not at all that close to your peak, though) before going frustratingly slowing. The third time, however... It didn't seem that he was going to stop, and you felt it build and build inside you like a white hot flame. And right as you were reaching the end... He spanked you and ripped his fingers out, sending you over the edge but ruining your orgasm. It had tears beading in your eyes. Fuck did that make him want to fuck you absolutely stupid, but he had more control than that. Your punishment was far from over.

He soothingly ran his hand over your back as you leaned into him, body shivering. "Color?" Through your panting breaths, you managed a weak, "Green." "Good girl." He didn't let you rest any longer, manhandling you into a new position. Now you were leaned over the edge of the tub with your hands keeping you from falling out, Veritas behind you. "I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to take it all like a good girl, right?" At first you thought he was talking to you, but then he caressed your slit and cooed at it. That mixed sense of shame and arousal shot through you and had you clenching around nothing, making Veritas laugh condescendingly. "So honest..."

Again he started out slow, the sensual slide of his cock inside of your pussy making you close your eyes to focus on the pleasure he was giving you. But he was faster to ramp things up now that he'd already edged you and ruined one of your orgasms. It may or may not have also been because he was quite ready to slake his own lust with your body.

The only reason you didn't slam your face into the tub's edge or fall out was Veritas' grip on you when he grabbed both of your wrists and pulled your arms behind your back. You felt a hand slide into your hair and then he was thrusting into you hard, the slap of his hips slamming into your ass loud in the confined space of the bathroom. It was obscene the way you could even hear the wet sound of his cock going in and out of you amplified by the natural acoustics of said bathroom. "You like hearing how well you take me, slut? I certainly do. It's filthy. Fitting-"

Your hips are bruising from them being pressed onto the edge of the tub, bumping into it with almost every thrust. It hurt but fuck did it all feel so good because he was pressing against your sweet spot every time he fucked into your wet hole.

The hand pulling your head back by your hair let go only to wrap around your throat and pull you up so your back pressed against his chest. "Fuck you sound like such a whore right now. Are you my good little whore? Just for me?" Of course you couldn't answer because your mind was blank from his hand pressing just right to cut off some of that blood flow. Oh and because he had also just tilted his hand to cut off your air. He held for a bit, waiting until your vision was a bit fuzzy at the edges before letting you breathe, the feeling of the air rushing back into your lungs making you dizzy. You felt so close you could scream- And then you nearly did when he pulled out and stopped your orgasm.

His hands let go of you and you nearly keeled over, but he caught you. With an arm around your waist, you couldn't tell what he was doing behind you until you heard the slick sound of him fisting his cock. Right as he began cumming, he slammed back into you to fill you with it while biting down hard on the back of your neck. Another bite to mark you as his.

Veritas then pulled out so the last few spurts of cum would paint your labia in white, marking you inside and out with his spend.

You could feel the frustrated tears pouring down your face as you felt your burning arousal festering in your belly and the mix of embarrassment and thrill at his actions. Fuck this man would be the end of you. He unlatched from your neck to lean forward and lick the tears off your face with a hum. "You look so pretty like this..." He patted your ass before that same hand was sliding down to open you up using your pussy lips as he leaned back to watch as the cum he poured into you began to slip out.

Scooping up the cum that had dribbled out, he fingered it back in, purposefully tapping at your gspot a few times. He then pulled the white covered fingers out and petted your clit, playing with it a little before bringing it to your face. "Clean them off." Your tongue kitten licked some of it off before he was shoving them in your mouth. You gagged a little, drooling over his fingers while weakly sliding your tongue over them to clean them of the cum clinging to them.

"Good girl," he praised with a kiss to your jaw before he let out a sigh. "I'm going to sit you on my cock and finish my reading. Color?" "Green, fuck-" "That's a good pet."

Warming his cock while leaned forward to rest your arms on the lip of the tub while your head rested on those was hard. You desperately wanted to cum, but you now were willing to be obedient to get what you wanted. You weren't sure how much more punishment you could take. It didn't help that he had an arm resting on the back of your hips, slung over them as he leaned on you a bit while his other arm rested atop the other one. That hand was holding up his book. He wasn't touching you besides that and your ass resting in the cradle of his hips, cock deep inside your pussy which still fluttered around his thickness occasionally. Every time you squirmed he would spank you with a pointed look before going back to his book, ignoring you entirely. Any whining or talking would be met with the same treatment.

He checked in on you after a bit. "Color?" "...yellow." His demeanor changed immedately. Petting your side, he eased you back to lean against him once more. "What's wrong, baby?" He typically saved that endearment for intimate moments alone together and times like this where you might need reassurance. "I wanna see your face... wanna hold you." It seemed you might be a bit sensitive, now, after being punished for a while and needed that from him. "Of course, baby. Your punishment is almost over. I'll let you come soon and we can continue in the bedroom, hm?" You loved this man. "Okay." He kissed your forehead. "Good girl."

He slipped out, making you whine. It was met with a chuckle and he helped you turn around to slide into his lap again, this time facing him.

Veritas pulled you to rest against him, tucking you into his neck as he wrapped an arm around your waist. Once you both were settled in, he went back to reading. He still ignored you, but it wasn't so bad this time.

You knew he was done when he set his book on the table again.

He settled his grip on your hips before going straight into fucking up into you hard and fast, what cum was still left in you from his cock plugging it in you aiding the slide of dick in and out of you. He fucked you and played with you until you felt like you couldn't think straight. Even when he asked you questions, knowing you couldn't answer, you weren't quite sure what you said. Whether it was even coherent or not.

"Such a cute, dumb girl for me."

As you came around his cock again, you moaned as you felt the warmth of his cum in you. "Did so, so good for me. Such a good girl." Veritas gave you some time to come down from your high before asking. "Do you want to continue in the bedroom or are you finished for the night?" "...m' done." "Alright, baby." He gave you some more time before cleaning you up and draining the tub. Another kiss was pressed to your forehead, then your cheek, then your lips. "Let's go to bed, darling. I'll take care of you."

Lololol hopefully you like it. 🙏

If there’s any typos or if it doesn’t make sense somewhere… Your honor my client claims “oopsie daisy”. It’s me. The client is me, your honor-

[gynnnicsworld]

For you, what is the season in which you knew that sterek were a real thing? For me it was throughout S3A. Or at least there was something really important going on between them...

I mean, I've been a shipper of them since the first meeting but where I definitely took sterek as my banner was during S3A.

I really love the theme of parallels between Stiles and Jennifer because it basically confirms sterek for us. And there's so much to explore there, I really don't understand why 3A doesn't get enough recognition.

3B is probably everyone's favorite season, I'm pretty sure of that, or a favorite, but 3A needs to be thoroughly analyzed 👁️

The thing is that in 3A there are so many themes that we can explore, like the absurdly obvious parallels between Jennifer and Stiles😩.I'll never really be able to get over the fact that they used the whole Stiles/Derek dynamic with Jennifer/Derek, and that Jennifer seemed to fear Stiles?

Because it's really interesting how Jennifer avoided being around Stiles or prevented Stiles and Derek from being in the same place when she was there.I think there were only two times when Stiles and Derek were in the same room when she was there, the first during Boyd's death and she stayed away, while Stiles went to give his support to Derek and Jennifer was just "shocked"... And the other time was when Derek chose to believe Stiles over her.

I have to organize my thoughts but I really want to talk about this, because I have the energy right now. So sorry if this is a bit messy 😔

Okay, it's pretty much a fact that Jennifer was using this nervous, clumsy demeanor, and she was actually imitating Stiles' entire personality with Derek. But why? Because Jennifer's goal was to bewitch Derek, to have him somehow at her mercy and control, and to do that she had to get under Derek's skin.

And let's get something straight, even if Derek didn't know it and wasn't yet aware of the fact that Stiles is his anchor, Stiles was already under Derek's skin (for whatever reason). So Jennifer had to follow this line, Stiles was already something important to Derek and if she wants to get closer to Derek the best way to do it is to give him something that he is familiar with and something he's already comfortable with and somehow has his guard down.

And what is that? (In case it's not clear; Stiles) she presented herself to Derek with this behavior that he was already familiar with. even the part of the Stls/Drk relationship where they are both always arguing or fighting or Derek is intimidating to Stiles, even that Jennifer imitated. (if you don't believe me you can go see for yourself, from the first meeting between Jennifer and Derek there was this dynamic like the one Drk/stils have)

Okay moving on, the personality theft that Jennifer did to Stiles wasn't enough (haha) so similar parallel events also happened, remember that time where Derek went to Stiles for help? I mean the one in the car, where Derek told Stiles he was going to rip out his throat? Something similar happens between Jennifer and Derek. [Except the throat part, we all know that's something unique and special between Derek and Stiles 😌 that not even a curse can imitate.]

Okay, more things happen, but Jennifer actually already put Derek under some kind of spell, that makes him do whatever she says, like she made him not inform Scott that he was still alive... Why do I mention this? Because this fucking matters, let's say things between them keep moving forward, etc. And Derek is increasingly under her control, or well under her spell, until the day Stiles and Scott tell him that Jennifer is the darach...

And I really want us to think about this, because I don't remember it ever happening that Derek breaks his spell...or well something happens...Which I personally take as the reason why Jennifer didn't want Derek and Stiles to be in the same place while she is, because Stiles is the one who was able to break the influence that she has on Derek.

Let's remember this moment where Stiles asks her where his dad is , and Stiles has his eyes full of tears and revealing sadness, worry and vulnerability. And Jennifer mocks him by saying how the hell would she know that, it's not like she can go out and murder people on her lunch break (or something like that). And she tells Derek that he can't believe them.

Then we have this shot of Derek looking at Scott and Stiles, but it's obvious who Derek has his gaze focused on...And Boom! Right there Derek believes Stiles (and Scott).

And Jennifer stops pretending, etc etc.

For me that was the moment where any influence Jennifer may have had on Derek ended and she knew it.

I really love that season because basically all Jennifer did until the end was play a personality type like Stiles, and Derek fell for that 😩...I can only say that whatever Derek felt for Stiles, it was already tremendously strong.

Well I lost my train of thought, so I'll end here, but please share your thoughts and opinions with me here 🤍 Stiles and Derek really liked each other too much and the fools didn't even realize 😭

[thswrtchdthng]

YOU. give me your jonah magnus headcanons

oh FUCK yes.

let me preface this by saying I could talk about this piece of shit for HOURS. also these range from completely random trivia things to silly to oddly specific. also I may have projected a bit too much but oh well, that's what fictional babygirls are for

- I'm a trans Jonah truther. but also he'd been going exclusively by he/him pretty much his whole life until someone in the middle of an argument called him "it" and he had one of those "wait am I even a person" moments and since then he does not know wtf he is. is he a man? is he a thing? is he a creature? is he a concept? none of the above? all of the avobe? who knows. not even the Eye knows what's going on with that.

- he grew up on the outskirts of Edinburgh, and he has very mixed feelings about it. like on one hand he did not like it and was overjoyed to leave, but on the other that is his home and you will not disrespect it. to this day if anyone talks shit about Edinburgh or Scotland in general he has to stop himself from acting bothered about it.

- I'm sorry but I can smell his daddy/mommy issues from MILES away (he has both).

- he used to be super self-conscious. the "shit they're all staring at me but I need to pretend to be confident and respectable so fuck it" sort of way.

- he was especially insecure about his freckles. he was convinced they made him look like a little kid (which is not true, freckles are gorgeous and fuck anyone who thinks otherwise).

- he's always had a huge staring problem. and he originally had really big eyes so if anyone caught his interest they'd just be doing their thing and then turn around and catch him like 👁️_👁️.

- also he was always that kid that asked too many questions, especially regarding god (another thing I can smell from miles away is the religious trauma).

- he was born on november 13th 1787 (a tuesday the 13th, which in some cultures is believed to be a bad luck day, like friday the 13th) and officially founded the Institute on his 31st birthday (november 13th 1818, a friday the 13th).

- he has a collection of lover's eyes gifted by his many boyfriends acquaintances. he's got them all in a little box at his place and he remembers the exact moment each was gifted to him.

- I'm not going to get into how I imagine the time between when Barnabas got chucked into the Lonely and when he went to get his bones (it would take far too long) but this bitch was Not Having A Good Time. those broken glasses and torn pages Barny mentioned in his last letter? all him baby.

- also after Barnabas died he had a period of a couple weeks where he did not speak. not one word. he looked completely normal otherwise but people did notice. after that he just acted like nothing had happened and pretended to be clueless when people asked him about it.

- speaking of Barnabas's bones, he got a quill made of the bones in the ring finger of his left hand. he never uses it (no occasion is special enough) but he takes it with him any time he leaves the Institute for longer than a day (he couldn't take it with him to jail though :( ).

- speaking of leaving the Institute, he travels surprisingly rarely. it's not that he doesn't like traveling or that he can't afford it, he simply doesn't do it.

- Jonathan Fanshawe's last letter hurt him far more than he expected, and so did Albrecht's death. he thought he wouldn't feel much after Barny's death but that shit hit him.

- his eyesight gets worse every time he gets a new body. as Elias his glasses are so thick it's almost comical.

- he loves fluffy blankets with a PASSION.

-but he despises fluffy sweaters. he cannot wear them.

- he also loves pillows, cushions etc. he has at least 10 in his bed.

- you can't tell me his egotistical ass doesn't spend AT LEAST 2 hours getting ready every day (and 50% of that time he spends just staring at himself, checking that every minute detail is absolutely perfect).

- he's a raging hypochondriac. this man (gender neutral) will sneeze once and he's already thinking about his next body.

- his favorite cake flavour is red velvet. also black forest cake reminds him of Albrecht.

- as much as I like the joke of Jonah being the Lukases communal bootycall, he actually despises most of that family.

- aside from his long list of "acquaintances", he did have a super short fling with Simon Fairchild. Simon still jokes about it to this day and Jonah hates him for it.

- when he's angry or under a lot of stress he'll just stop blinking. like he usually doesn't blink as often as The Average Human, but if he's mad he'll just stop entirely. this started happening after the failed Watcher's Crown, but he didn't notice it until one time Gertrude pointed it out (that was a fun conversation, I might write something about this eventually).

- sometimes he'll forget or just not feel like doing normal bodily functions like eating or sleeping, and when he remembers that he has to in order to, you know, function, he gets so mad about it (why are human bodies so high maintenance and so unreliable at the same time istg).

- he used to be a sacredy cat. not anymore because he can See when people are close to him, but if you were to come up behind him to scare him back in the day he would leap.

- he has an odd fondness for amaranth flowers. I doubt he's a plant person but he likes those a lot (and tbh now that I think about it the mental image of plant mom Jonah makes me very soft. he'd tell the plants his Evil Plans and shit).

this is all I could think of off the top of my head but I'll probably add more as time goes by. I loved finally listing my headcanons for this little fucker so thanks for giving me the chance lol

[jorisjurgen]

World of Twelve dashboard simulator #2

👁️ katarynadance follow

Freaks may say i want to fuck antonio sadisski from the bontarian boufbowl Love Arrow team. I'm freaks. I mean im freaks. I mean im freaks.

🌌 somethingquietplace

I wouldn't go that far, but NGL, I don't know how one might not develop an affinity for him... Very charming man! He might be the second greatest player after Khan.

Then again, my opinion on who the second greatest player is changes all the time, haha.

🌸 sadidaskickshoe follow

Ehh khan's been dead for centuries....! Let it go. I think he's cool, but thinking nobody will ever be better is crazy...

🌌 somethingquietplace

He developed most of the techniques still used to this day, just so you know. Visit a museum perhaps. It might be helpful?

🎃 sacriblo0ody follow

average khan fan showing how much criticism of his favourite misogynyst he can withstand.

🌌 somethingquietplace

And you're an average 16 year old child with Very Important Opinions trying to educate me nicely.

🧀 cheesefuckersupreme follow

Seeing somethingquietplace and sadidaskickshoe on the same post is kind of terrifying.

#worlds most toxic crossover? #20 callout posts gang real?

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Guys they both blocked me ASFHFKDKGJSJ

Do i get a boufbowl fandom badge of honor now????? Did i make it in life?????

🦠 gorebludsac follow

I don't think it's a nice way to post, considering one of them is like neurodivergent and a minor, and the other is tumblr user somethingquietplace (diagnosis self explanatory)

🧀 cheesefuckersupreme follow

I'm sorry yeah i forgot that they're both diagnosed.

#ngl i feel bad kinda for both of them

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🌌 somethingquietplace

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I hate adventuring with other people. Just being there and knowing I'll never be their friend. I want to say something, be in the conversation, but I never know what to say, and everyone already knows each other and

Well even when they don't yet know each other, obviously they'll prefer anyone else over me. They'll give up on trying to talk to me.

It's so weird... I hate everyone. Everyone has stupid interests and tastes. Just braindead things. Romance and fucking and fashion. And all of them have normal lives and normal families and once in a while they ask something about mine and I don't know what to say at all. And I want to be liked. Even if I have zero respect for anyone I want to like me. Is it weird?

I guess I'm just sad because I don't have that innate talent to pretend like I care about other people. Or maybe I wish someone actually liked me besides my family.

#delete later #...I really like this ''forbid others from reblogging a post'' function they added recently #When my dad dies I think I will finally kill myself I guess. #not osu #Honestly I can't tolerate anyone at my work. I hate them all and want them dead. #And I can't tolerate anyone close to my age. #They all insult me. Constantly. You know. #So the only people who like me are my family. #Its neverending. I can't take it anymore. #I think me only liking my family might be a self fulfilling prophecy but i don't care. #or so I think.

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people who post about their family issues on here are weird.... My brother isn't here but just the idea of him seeing anything on my phone makes me so scared to write anything!! 😵‍💫

#temp

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🌌 somethingquietplace

I wish people would refrain from obvious vagueblogging about my deleted posts.

#delete later #not osu

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🌸 sadidaskickshoe

people who stalk other peoples blogs are so weird!! I think it's easier to follow one another. Because this is getting embarrassing for us both XD

🌌 somethingquietplace

Ok.

#Mostly I am following you because you said you liked Khan Karkass. #Even if you don't have good opinions (ones I agree with) on him.

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A second mad xelor explosive machine has hit the tumblr boufbowl fandom

#those.two.... are mutuals now. #i canrt stop laughing there are tears rolling down my face #remember when kickshoe told me in explicit detail how she wanted me to kill myself #or how quiet typed out whole 40 paragraphs of threats #and ended that post with ''youre wasting my time away from work'' as if hes not termianlly online too #this is historical for me and nobody else

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She throw dice on my tabletop til i eacflipcity

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Collect my Thirsty Branches

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Bruh someone tried to kill the prince again and missed. How the fuck does a fifth assassin in a row fail at killing the prince of brakmar!!!! I can't live in this stupid country anymore

🌸 sadidaskickshoe

Even if things suck i dont think killing royals is the answer..... 😰

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🌌 somethingquietplace

Was in a store recently. The prices were disgusting, and the worst of all, the Ministry of Moral Purity wants to propose a tax for being negative about the government... Are we in Brakmar now? Is this Brakmar we're in?

I have something very taxable to say but shall refrain.

🎭 syxxxxxaenika follow

Bontarians when something bontarian happens bontarianly in bonta: is this fucking brakmar

unlike you, I have the free speech to wish death on our royalty. I can say freely that I hope the prince of brakmar kills himself.

🌌 somethingquietplace

It's literally so easy to hate you even besides the holier than thou attitude... Your city has lava. Would a good place to live with good people have lava. Would a good place with good people have invented something called "the Brakmarian burial"?

🎭 syxxxxxaenika follow

You can't be saying that white-blue boy

#WHERE DID A RANDOM BONTARIAN LEARN A 500 YEAR OLD GANG TERM FOR BODY DISPOSAL?? #WHAT???

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CALLOUT POST:

@/xellymelly has been selling re-bought goods from The Mad Xelor. Do NOT buy from her. Not only are they dangerous, they are also wildly past their expiration date. DO NOT USE ANYTHING YOU BOUGHT FROM HER. IT WILL KILL YOU.

🌌 somethingquietplace

If you have items made by The Mad Xelor, Kerubim Crepin from Bonta's Aux Tresors de Kerubim shop has a recycling program for all victims of this scam. He even gives out rewards for all the items you bring in.

I implore you to consider taking the things you bought to him, and making the world a safer place. (And "★bring some magic to your life★")

#not osu #I can personally vouch for this store's quality. It's very well known among some circles around here.

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🚬 pigpigeazer follow

Everyone always jokes about the bad parts of classes but nobody ever talks about how generous the pandawa are, how honest iops are, how lively ecaflips are, and how empathetic sacriers are

🎃 sacriblo0ody follow

literally im always saying that!

🤖 athefogenesis follow

Except it always comes at the expense of mentioning that their religion makes them ignorant, addicts, or drives them to self harm?? We need to bully people who are hardcore about class tenets harder. You're destroying yourself for some all powerful reality-warping creature that doesnt give a shit about you

🤹 lancerclown420 follow

People like you give us atheist classes such a bad name. Everyone and everything in the world has a purpose, both those who follow a deity, and those who follow a primciple and

Actually they're a sufokian supremacist so nvmmmm

🧙 hupperschlongartor follow

THE NOTES ARE A FREE BLOCKLIST 💀

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🌌 somethingquietplace

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#not osu #delete later #the thing is that. I never stopped hating him for ruining my life. #But the amount of hatred i feel ebbs and flows. Does it make sense? #This is stupid. So stupid... Like #oh nooo papycha... you neglected me as a child to the point of incurable mental diseases... #They would be better off if I was dead honestly #i need me and my dad to die. #I need everyone to die actually

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Apparently there's a big thing going on in demigod history community because Goultard (you know, the 4847372882843 or whatever year old son of Iop) undied again and was spotted somewhere around Astrubian border.

👽 cvt3-r41nb0w follow

MY WEDDING IS BACK ON NOBODY WILL HOLD ME BACK. He already married witches i can be the fourth

🗣️ thedarkwitchfromthatbook-is-gay follow

Isn't he gay

😈 osawhip666 follow

isn't he a mass murderer

🌌 somethingquietplace

Finally a reason to kill myself?

#I have to work with demigods a lot so... #Wish me luck in avoiding him like plague? #I had horrible experiences with him in the past #but talking about it would definitely lead someone to finding out who I am so... #I hope he kills himself and it sticks for once.

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Heyyy

I wish people would stop rb'ing quiet's boufbowl gifsets considering the fact hes racist, misogynist, a freak, a bonta apologist (goes with the racism), has a fucking Maid, and likes some really weird things.

At least kickshoe has the excuse of being like a teen but this fucking guy is just something else.

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whatd he do? 🥺

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Says weird things about brakmar (x, x, x, x, x, x, x, and mooooore), is a freak (x, x), and a misogynist (x, x, x) (STOP STANNING KHAN KARKASS) also he's weird about huppermages and self described his class as an antihuppermage and even though it was like 200 years ago hes a wholeass immortal man and also is Still a weirdo about ecaflips.

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🌌 somethingquietplace

RE: the newest cancellation

I don't care about your feelings and I have nothing to apologize for.

#not osu

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Not me honoring sram by stealing bones from the graveyard 😭

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LEGENDARY POST

#WHY DO I HAVE THE SAME PFP AS THE BONE STEALING SRAM

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Yaaa antonio sadisski won as always!! They should put sadidas like him in the hall of heroes for our country ᕙ⁠ ⁠(⁠°⁠ ⁠~⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠~⁠)

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He sucks

🌸 sadidaskickshoe

Hi kill yourself :) /gen

#i was banned from using my phone but ill risk it all again to say that nobody will miss you!

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[6okuto]

idk if ur reqs are open but I would love to hear your thoughts on Vere 👁️👁️ hes literally dominated my entire headspace I can’t go ten minutes w/o thinking ab how I want to bite his forearm

GENERAL VERE HCS

gn!reader | back 2 knocking these guys out of the park. also i realized these are shorter than my hq bf hcs so. if anyone wants a pt.2 for anybody.. u know what to do

i think u Should bite his arm. For Fun. vere w bite-y partner who he bites back. 'gently' considering he has fangs though

congratulations on being one of 2 people he'd let touch and brush his tail. sometimes he swishes it against your face and then pretends he didn't. "i have no idea what you're talking about," he says before making direct eye contact and doing it again

he likes drawing. ok. have we considered him drawing you. you ask him about it and he says he won't show you. you tease him and ask "what? did you draw sparkles and hearts surrounding me?" and he plays along, "yes, i even checked what i'd look like with your last name and drew us kissing."

It's actually quite a nice sketch of you though. like of you smiling or asleep or something because you fell aslep near him. oh man...

vere knows all the ins and outs of the city which means he can give you a personalized tour that caters to all your interests!! you can ask him to take you to his favourite spots too of course but he feels very accomplished watching you grin in the store he purposely walked by

shocked if you get him a gift. acts nonchalant and is good enough at accepting things but internally, especially if it's something he's been eyeing for a while or has sentimental value,, he . He....

like yeah okay vere...act all cool...as if your eyes don't flicker over whenever you walk past it...as if you don't catch yourself smiling subconsciously...whatever

definitely tries cooking your favourite meal. doesn't go very well, especially if it's something he's never had, but he'll keep practicing until he makes something decent. don't ask how many attempts he did because he won't tell you unless he somehow started a fire and even Then the truth is debatable

if YOU know how to cook it Please for the love of god teach him, or write down the recipe for both your sakes. for the kitchen. plea

everyone tells him/the both of you to shut the hell up whenever you start flirting back and forth/competing to see how many innuendos you can feasibly say. the both of you team up only to bully everyone else for being single before continuing

asshole if you played uno. i'm not competitive nor do i give two shits if i lose at uno but even i would lose it watching vere push for whatever stacking rule he needs to get someone a +20. watch your cards or he'll manage to look over at them. do not trust a single deal he tries. watch his ears and tail i'm sure he has a tell

really good at helping build confidence . what ais said about him being honest but also not trusting anything he says yeah well this is when he'd be completely honest. easily reminds you how capable you are of something, knows what makes you confident, etc etc. and you just ? know you can trust him? it's the vibe. how he says it so plainly as if it's obvious

don't try to lie to him about things. like if you're upset about something it is So obvious to him no matter how hard you try and he'd really appreciate it if you would tell him why or ask to talk about it later when you're ready.

^ as someone who wants to piss her pants at the thought of being direct or whatever,, he'd also be very good at knowing when to push or not. if you respond better to a lighter/gentle reminder i'm sure he would do so :heart:

i have a feeling this guy would be incredibly incredibly incredibly into you asking to post him on any socmed. do you want his face in it. do you want it to be a little spicy. should he pose. actually he probably pouts a little if you want a faceless pose but bro why does it matter if there is not a cm of space between us. why is your hand around my neck rn /lh You know the poses

[over--heaven]

elodi lore masterpost (as of 21/6/2024)

hi after dropping those fics i realised it might be fun to have a post explaining things going on between elo and dio in my canon timeline starting from phantom blood 👁️ i am writing an entire bible about them that is far from finished so i'm using this post as a draft too to put down my ideas. everything will be under the cut!

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phantom blood era

they are both 14 years old (1881) when elo moves to liverpool

elo is first friends with erina (who leaves some time in 1882 in this timeline), and by proximity she becomes friends with jonathan.

elo always hangs out at this spot in between joestar estate and her family's estate, just to relax and read when she's not playing with erina

jonathan sometimes joins the two of them, and of course, dio is observing closely to see just what he can do to break their friendship up.

dio, at first only wanting to befriend her to piss jonathan off, ends up enjoying her friendship for real since they have quite a few things in common

until elo sees through his tendency to befriend people whom he only deems as useful to him in some way and calls him out

he then thinks about it for several whole days. how dare this girl stand up to him. and yet she still wants to be his friend?

dio sees someone who's a little strange and susceptible to support him without being a blind follower. elo sees someone who is ambitious and interesting. and despite calling him out for the same behavior, she does think he'll be quite useful to her as well in the long run...

they grow up and they develop feelings for each other that neither of them know what to do with. jojo becomes the middleman that both of them tell things to (in dio's case it's more like jonathan found out lol)

in 1887 the three of them participate in a debutante ball because i say so because social status things

dio and eloise escape the ball because it's boring, instead stealing a bottle of champagne and hanging out on the joestar estate. after 6 years of dancing around it and avoiding their feelings, they kiss for the first time YIPPEE

is this a relationship? i guess it is! and elo wants to get married so they get engaged and spend more time together

WHILE THEY CAN because right after graduation eloise moves to a different town to pursue an apprenticeship. so elo and dio now converse via letter

dio's letters become increasingly cryptic leading up to the events of his vampirification.

one night, elo learns about the death of george joestar in the newspaper. as she's reading, dio appears in her room, convincing her to become a vampire with him.

vampire dio thinks of her more as a right hand man than a partner. she is someone that must be there to witness his success. because he can't imagine a life without her, but he's not going to say any of that.

despite her reservations, she loves him and she loves the promise of eternal life, so how could she say no?

dio wants to keep her out of the way. because he spent all this effort turning her, he's not going to risk her getting killed by any of his enemies. so as she blacks out he kind of hypnotises her into not looking for him

elo wakes up and dio is gone. she's like omg wtf is going on !! she can't go back to her normal life. she can't talk to erina or jonathan because they'd hate what she had become. so she never contacts them

this is where the fight with jonathan happens and the ship sinks... so dio is kind of. stuck. under the ocean.

despite feeling abandoned, eloise trudges on and grows into her vampirism. as the hypnotism wears off, she grows resentful of dio, and so doesn't really bother looking for him.

but she never forgets about dio once (although she tries).

stardust crusaders era

fast forward to 1985! eloise is living her own life peacefully... but is mysteriously drawn to cairo (because blood ties).

while hunting at a nightclub, dio approaches her and tries to get her to come back with him. the AUDACITY of this man. elo leaves of course lmao

dio decides to use his agents to lure her in.

elo gets trapped in the mansion part 1 but she manages to escape. it's apparent now that she hates him but dio doesn't really understand why. but he decides she's too dangerous because she might decide to ally with his enemies

elo gets trapped in the mansion part 2!! dio wants to keep her in the mansion with him

elo wants to refuse but then decides that this would be the perfect opportunity to kill him so she'll be rid of him once and for all. so she says yes. then she schemes to kill him, mapping out the mansion, assimilating his routines and befriending his agents

dio realises that maybe disappearing for 100 years has probably affected her perception of him. a little bit. in the end so he tries winning her over. she's so stressed out by everything the poor girl.

this is now BOTH of them falling in love again.

and this time dio falls first. elo is no longer simply the assistant he wanted on a whim, nor the potential enemy he needed to seduce to keep her on his side

he genuinely loves her. maybe just like he did before. it hits him like a sack of bricks because he's been so blind to it all along.

elo falls in love again and is in absolute denial. she doesn't have it bad what are you talking about.

everyone in the mansion is so invested in their drama. they dig scraps of history where they can because neither of them are revealing anything about their past

but some of them catch on that he's trying to impress her and as much as he hates receiving advice about his personal life, dio Tries

dio gives her stand powers. in this timeline she chooses not to leave

she tries to kill him but can't bring herself to do it.

although they're both 100 years old clearly neither of them have the EQ to process their issues 🤕

to be loved is to be changed and both of these guys had to tone down the ego before they could get their shit together again.

dio and eloise get married (for realsies) in 1987, about 2 years after reconciliation arc

during the early events of stardust crusaders (1988), when dio discovers that the joestar group is looking for him, he is extremely confident in eloise's capabilities and allows her to stay in egypt with him

eloise is, of course, prepared to do anything because she's not losing that man AGAIN

with each of his egyptian god stand users defeated, dio becomes increasingly paranoid about eloise's presence and, not wanting to lose her again either, hides her away in one of the mansion's many rooms.

before that, she straightens him up before he reveals himself to the crusaders. gives him his jacket (that she got him). fixes his hair. kiss goodbye good luck.

eloise watches him from the crystal ball that cracks as jotaro lands the finishing blow.

she didn't see what happened. but it's sunrise. so she orders human agents to go out and look for him.

when they tell her he's gone, she doesn't believe it and starts killing anyone who says so. talk about unusual grieving methods.

because how could you not believe that dio is all powerful and surely couldn't be dead after any fight at all? anyone who doubts him deserves to die anyway.

she'll be ok... eventually.....

stone ocean era

after the initial shock sets in, eloise goes to america to tell pucci.

she and pucci are both heartbroken, cementing the desire to carry out his will and also destroy the joestars themselves. cue more crazy vampire grieving

elo settles down in america and starts to work with pucci for the heaven plan (she buys into the heaven thing because she believes it will allow her to see dio again somehow. or like. pucci managed to convince her that it would work).

she would be undercover as a warden in green dolphin street jail so that she and pucci can protect each other.

basically elo becomes a secondary antagonist? i think she would have a part in taking care of dio's sons when pucci finds them (and by taking care i mean just so they don't fuck up immediately after getting stands. she'd also be somewhat pitiful of them with how bad their lives were before pucci got to them).

after dio's sons are defeated, she decides that she wants to and has to fight to avenge dio despite hating getting her hands dirty, and noone can do such a job better than herself.

she gets wind of jotaro coming to help jolyne and intercepts him, but he defeats her.

i don't think it's an Epic moment like the fight he had with dio. elo would get emotional as fuck... and after taking all her anger out on jotaro she would break down and tell him to kill her.... but jotaro doesn't do it, letting the sunrise do it instead.

imagine being separated from your fiancé for 100 years, finally reconciling, and 2 years later they fucking die. i would also be balls to the walls insane

i like to think in the alternate universe at the end of SO, it was a universe where elo and dio never became vampires and just lived to old age together. maybe they would have been happier

[bettsplendens]

Hello and good evening, may I kindly ask for some orollow propaganda pretty please I'm curious 👁️ (anon bc I'm shy but we interacted earlier I'm following up on my words)

Important author's note: check the notes in a bit for a reblog on my writing blog, ft. first kiss.

hello yes you've activated my trap card (the trap is that now I talk about bugs)

(unfortunately I have my own trap card tripped. namely: headache. hopefully there is coherence.)

First, some background. I swiped a headcanon from author NurgleTWH that Oro was some flavor of battlefield/wartime medic, and I then brought him into my post-canon longfic to be useful in two capacities: a good deal of experience with severely injured bugs, and being large enough and strong enough to easily move, say, the entire Hollow Knight.

He shows up in chapter 3, is introduced to Hollow, and proceeds to pick them up to move them. Hollow, who is reeling and deeply confused at being rescued, on a great deal of pain medication, and being bridal carried, manifests a large number of question marks at the entire experience. He then gets a proper look at the place where their shoulder, part of their flank, and a bit of their lung should be, and immediately swears about it. Cue solidly over a chapter of careful examination, involving him handling them as gently as he can, talking to them, and helping to get the gunk scrubbed off their everything. Very confusing for our favorite sacrifice.

I then had two people in my comments mention that it seemed like there was a spark of something between them. Now, they're both too preoccupied for that something to be romantic, but there is definitely something.

And then I thought about the ship idea, and, oh no. That's really good actually.

So! Propaganda.

There's so much potential for that first meeting. Hollow gets probably about the first gentle medical attention and respectful handling they've had in their entire life, and Oro gets to meet the most terrifyingly stubborn bug-thing he's ever met in his life.

A lot of potential for how that evolves, too. Hollow gradually coming out of their shell, getting more of that gentle care, and Oro finding to his surprise that this incredibly traumatized, terribly injured warrior likes and trusts him.

They get along well, once used to each other. They both have a tendency to socialize like cats- they quietly sit near whoever it is, probably doing their own thing. Hollow ends up leaning on him a lot.

(Oh, that's another bonus of Beetle Big, beyond him being able to pick them up. He stays warm a lot longer than a small bug would.)

Important to this ship, I think: at some point in the future, when they both start to realize they've been mutually wandering towards something more than quiet companionship, it's Hollow who makes the first move. Oro doesn't dare- he worries about inadvertently pressuring them, and he also doesn't entirely think they like him entirely this much. He's a cranky bastard with nothing much to offer. Probably why it takes him a bit to realize what they're up to when they keep quietly bringing him things. He works it out somewhere around about the second live orchid, I think.

They're both idiots, a little bit. Hollow doesn't entirely think to inform him that they're trying to court him, and he goes "well. that can't possibly be what it looks like." for a somewhat entertainingly long time.

They also find each other's prowess in combat to be extremely attractive. Vessel observation pro tip: one can easily tell whether the large beetle in the sparring ring is Mato or Oro based on whether Hollow, watching, looks either mildly interested or like they're about to pounce on him. (My angle on Hollow is demi. Mato is also an impressive fighter, but they don't have enough of a relationship with him, or anything near the right sort, to find him attractive.)

Another stolen headcanon: Oro embroiders. Extension: Hollow picks up on his (canon!) liking for small, pretty things and brings him assorted live plants about it, Oro quietly embroiders matching flowers on things for them to wear. It's very sweet.

Neither of them is overly expressive in most circumstances, but Hollow does routinely go to exchange affectionate little head-bonks regardless of if there's an audience, and Oro hasn't turned that down yet. He also, very rarely, approaches them for quiet public affection, and they light up every time. (there's a lot more affection in private. Hollow likes to pour themself into his lap when given the opportunity.)

Basically: grumpy bastard loner with a soft squishy center under all the armor meets lethal eldritch creature who's learning how to exist without the chains they were born into, somehow they wind up being sweet at each other. Woe betide anyone who threatens either one of them, because they both know the other is able to handle themself but like fuck are they not going to react anyway.

Mildly/moderately NSFW bit below this cut:

Hollow, post discovering their libido (mainly by means of picturing themself and Oro in the place of the characters in a smut novel they're reading), turns out to be much less wary and much more enthusiastic about sex than expected. Yes, their body is doing new things and sort of inventing genitals from scratch, but they're thoroughly enjoying themself and they trust him entirely. They're done with fear and shame, they've got a few years practice under their nonexistent belt and are very firmly done with fear and shame about their reactions and desires, they're just going to enjoy.

Oro, first time: I need to be careful and gentle. It's entirely possible they're going to not like this at all, or need to take things as slowly as possible. Hollow's libido, revving up: pin me down and bite me please

(Wyrms that choose to find a mate only to breed will often battle for who has to carry the eggs, as they all produce both sets of gametes but generally prefer not to spend the resources required to carry a clutch instead of siring it and leaving. Whichever wyrm ends up the egg partner typically also ends up being wrapped in coils and bitten as a sexy-for-wyrms method of restraint. Hollow comes already wired to find this sort of thing hot, stacks their enjoyment of Oro's strength on top of that, and adds their own biting kink to what came with instinct.)

Hollow deeply needs many opportunities to shut their brain off and let someone else do all the thinking and worrying about things, Oro likes to have a partner relax for him to give all the attention to. Lines up perfectly- they get to lay back, purr, and have nothing to worry about except showing what they like, and also to make use of their lack of abdominal organs for size queen purposes, and he gets to have this unearthly, beautiful creature squirming and purring for him.

Sooner or later Hollow arranges for some entirely unobserved time in the sparring ring, riles Oro up enough to get him to actually handle them roughly and pin them to the wall, then convinces him to continue handling them roughly in an entirely different faction. They're gonna claw the hell out of that wall, and fall over afterward on discovering that their knees temporarily don't work.

Hollow has about five essentially-prehensile tongues. No further words needed, I think.

[siberat]

Hear me out: one of the medics velo/city Maybe being a closeted chubby chaser and Well- struggling to keep their optics off of a pretty hefty rodi/mus 👁️👁️

So, you kind of got a 2 for 1. Me and @mr-miss-anonymous worked together for this. I did some art, they did the story, which is under the cut!

It had been a smooth, uneventful day before the comm came in. Velo/city didn't expect anything awful, but a request for her assistance—and hers alone—seemed strange coming from their captain. From someone who skillfully evaded weekly check-ins on a good day, to start the morning off with an outright request for assistance seemed... well, it seemed odd.

There were no hints, no information given to just what exactly she was going to be walking into. He was in his quarters, he'd explained, sounding breathless and ashamed. It wasn't an emergency, per se, but-oh, slag, could she just come and help him? Quickly?

Velo/city was certainly worried, but she was also rather curious. A spout of unprofessional thoughts and potentials filled her processor, and she found herself picking up the pace, her faceplates flushing with shame. She needed to focus, not delve into her own personal fantasies. She was on the clock, and Rodi/mus needed her.

She needed to get there fast, both for Rodi/mus’ sake and her own.

The door to his habsuite was closed, and Velo/city gave it a tentative knock before entering. There was a faint sound of a struggle inside, the squeak of pedes against the floor and the creaks of straining furniture accompanying what she believed was—

No, she could not let her mind wander there.

With a deep breath in and a quick internal pep talk, Velo/city pushed the door open.

"Rodi/mus?" she called out, slowly creeping around the berth, alert for any signs of danger.

"Rodi/mus, are you there? I received your message."

There was no sign of him just yet. Velo/city huffed, starting to wonder if this was all just some ridiculous prank on his part. He couldn't have known about her sudden rising interest, but at the same time...

"Rodi/mus," she called again, making it to the washracks without a single sign of his presence. Too irritated to bother knocking by now, she simply swung the door open. "I'm serious, what's going on? If you're hurt, I-oh!"

All too quickly, Velo/city’s simmering frustration was replaced with a rush of panic and embarrassment. Too startled to speak, Velo/city simply stared with wide optics at the sight that greeted her. Of all the things she could have expected to see... she was certainly in over her helm now.

Rodi/mus' wide smile and bright optics were overshadowed by the pudge covering his face, and with a chubby servo wielding his shower brush, he waved her inside. He was quite incapacitated, it seemed, with legs spread wide to accommodate a massive hanging belly and chunky everything to match.

Velo/city hovered in the doorway for a moment, nervously nibbling at her lower lip as she took in the view. Pri/mus, she was probably quite the sight herself. She could practically feel the heat creeping into her cheeks, and it took everything in her not to fumble over what would have originally been a very awkward start to their interaction.

"Um," she began, hiding her flushed face behind a shaky servo. "I... were you... oh, Pri/mus. What can I do to help?"

"Glad you asked," Rodi/mus said, a breathless chuckle following the obscene slap of a wet servo against his belly rolls. "What do you say we start down here, then work our way up?"

Velo/city gasped, watching in awe as he hefted his upper belly up from his lap, exposing the slick, sweaty mesh underneath Rodi/mus seemed unbothered, merely happy to have the help he needed, but Velo/city was already counting on this being one of the best days in her career.

"Oh," she stammered again, her bottom lip going raw between her teeth.

It took a good bit of effort to delve into her programming and keep her professionalism separated from the charge building up behind sealed panels, but once Velo/city had realized she was just standing in the doorway, ogling the way his frame dwarfed the shower stool he'd planted himself down on, she quickly regained her bearings. Rodi/mus was still her patient, after all, no matter the circumstances.

Never mind her untimely feelings. *His* untimely loss of self-sufficiency demanded her attention, and she had to suck up her hesitation and do her job.

Easier said than done, of course.

Velo/city cleared her throat and held her helm high, stepping forward. After retrieving the shower brush from painfully chunky fingers, she asked, "How much have you gotten done so far? I'm sure it's, ah... uncomfortable, having all that buildup underneath, but we should make sure that everything is tended to before moving forward."

It must have dawned on him then, because Velo/city could almost *see* the gears turning in his helm. Rodi/mus let his belly drop, the splash of shower suds and lukewarm water making an absolute awful sound.

"Hard to say," he said, "so... what do you say we give it all a good once over, eh? Make sure everything's nice and squeaky clean?"

Pri/mus have mercy on her spark. Velo/city nodded past burning cheeks and a strained smile, shaky servos tentatively reaching out to fondle-no, *scrub* soft, jiggly mesh.

If she made it out of this with her dignity still intact, it would be a fragging miracle.

link to writer’s post:

[meaninglessblah-writes]

⚰️☕ + 🙄 + 👁️

Thank you for helping me work towards my Nanowrimo goal! 💙

"You're always behind the camera," Jason points out. "I figured it might be a nice change to see you on the other side of the lens, for once."

The man hasn't stopped smiling since Tim reluctantly handed over his digital camera. He thinks Jason's face is at risk of splitting, he's been grinning so wide for so long. He's sure Jason's committing every second of Tim's torment to memory, and to his SD card.

The camera clacks loudly in the quiet room, and Tim freezes with his hands on the hem of his shirt.

"I'm having second thoughts about this," he admits.

"C'mon, baby," Jason drawls, peering through the eyepiece. It feels horribly distant, intimate without comfort. Jason lifts his head from behind the camera; Tim tries to focus on his face, and not the wide eye of the lens. "You promised me you'd at least try this. See what it's like when you snap me."

"I just feel a bit... exposed," Tim settles on, hating how the word tastes in his mouth.

"I bought lingerie for the occasion," Jason says, gesturing to the lump of lace on the bed behind Tim. "You can wear that, if you don't want to be naked."

Tim's expression feels flat. "That's hardly a choice."

Jason straightens from behind the camera, stepping around the tripod to take Tim's face in his hands. His voice is gentler, his smile dampened, when he murmurs, "You promised me you'd try. I know you're nervous," Jason adds, when Tim opens his mouth. "That's part of the experience. Give me a chance to show you why it's worth it."

Tim swallows, but nods. Jason pecks a kiss to his forehead, hands dropping from his face as he returns to his post. He fiddles with the focus as Tim tosses his shirt aside, bending to finger the muddle of lace.

"Take it slow," Jason reminds him, punctuated by the clack of the shutter. "Take your time with me."

Tim tries to keep his own experience at the forefront of his mind. It had taken some convincing to have Jason let him bring a camera into their bedroom, but it had opened up a dimension to their relationship he otherwise never would have been able to share. He tries to remember how patient Jason had been with him then, posing as Tim instructed.

He owes Jason the benefit of the doubt, even if Tim would much prefer to be behind the lens, not captured by them.

He strips off his pants, kicking them out of sight, and fingering the elastic band of his boxer briefs. The camera gives off a series of staccato clacks, and Tim feels a heat rise on his cheeks. He perseveres, bending to pull them over his heels.

"You look amazing, babe," Jason interjects, a little husky. Tim angles his hip away from the lens. It feels childish to cover his cock with his hands, especially when that's the whole point of this session; but he still isn't totally comfortable with his junk being immortalised in high res.

Thankfully, Jason seems to be attuned to his discomfort.

"Can I get you to hold a few poses for me? Back turned to the camera?" He ducks back down to the eyepiece, whistling low. "You're stunning, Tim. That waist, those hips..."

The camera marks his interest, and Tim starts to relax into the abrupt clacks. When he thinks of them as an auditory mark of Jason's attraction to him, the camera doesn't seem so foreign any more.

"That's perfect," Jason hums, and then requests, "Can you put the panties on for me, baby? Slowly? I want to get as many shots of this as I can. Proper spankbank material."

Tim snorts, but fishes the lace panties off the sheets. They feel tiny in his palm, barely any material to them when he pulls them over one leg. They're a dark red, nearly burgundy, and they fit like a dream. Even Tim has to admit they look damn good on him; Jason chose well.

Feeling bold, Tim slips a hand into the snug panties to fist his own cock. It feels so good, the heat and friction of his palm divine. Tim bites his bottom lip, and hears Jason groan behind the camera.

"God, Tim, you're a natural at this. Keep going, baby. Get yourself properly hard."

Galvanised by Jason's words, Tim hooks a thumb into the lace and eases them down enough that he can pull his cock out. He's not sure he can see the appeal from his angle, but from the way the camera goes nuts, Jason is certainly liking what he sees.

If Jason's enjoying himself, Tim can find it in himself to go along with it. He hooks one foot up on the comforter, leaning back a little to stretch himself out. He knows from his own time behind the camera how well the light plays along his abdominals, accenting the lean muscles in his thighs.

Tim keeps one hand on his cock, stroking slowly as the camera clicks. When he chances a glance over at his partner, Jason has a hand on the front of his pants, shamelessly getting himself off to the image of Tim.

The flush that rolls through Tim leaves him tingling in its wake. He thinks he understands why Jason loves being his model so much; being the centre of his attention is getting Tim harder than he's ever been.

Jason watches him in enthralled quiet for a few minutes more, until Tim is hot and panting, cock leaking into his own palm.

Tim realises he didn't ask Jason what his goal for the shoot was, and feels like he should warn him before he spoils it. "I think I'm gonna—"

"You go right ahead, baby," Jason purrs, his voice sex-rough. "I'm gonna be right here watching you. Come for me, Tim."

7,943 / 50,000

Help me reach my goal!

[fumikomiyasaki]

Ok I'm really curious-- for this, 👁️ for Carol?

A look into another time

Future!

"Miss Teacher!" A small hand tugged at her skirt as the woman looked down at her student... how many years has it been since she been one... she chuckled and kneeled down to look at her student.

"Whats the matter, Billy?"

"Is it... twue... that you are from a different place?"

She looked in surprise and then chuckled.

"Yes... I was previously magicless and... lived in another world."

"Thats so cool, but... um... how are you now a plant?"

"Billy... its not me being a plant... I just have plant magic... the story behind that is... one I don't really like to remember however." She looked at her arm... a scar in a vine shape... she still had some of these leftover from her overblot back then.... a time in her life where she feared if her life even had a future..."

"Miss Teacher... can you... go home to where you came from? Aren't your.... pawents... sad?"

"I made this decision cause of love... that I stay here and teach little ones like you... but don't worry... there is ways I can communicate with my parents." Carol gave the kid a soft smile.

"You are strong miss... I think I would... cry just being away for a day from my parents."

"Over time you at times will face tough decisions but... they make you stronger... I am sure if you practise your spells right and show the concern and kindness you have for me... you will make it well in the world as an adult later, Billy."

"Thank you miss. "

"Now go run off with the others. You still have a break till next lesson."

The kid smiled before rushing off as she dusts off her skirts and walked along to the teacher office... just to find a few things on her desk... a sigh left her lips at first cause some of it were anonymous letters by those colleagues who did have interest in her as the Music teacher looked over her shoulder.

"They still don't get you are married with kids? Didn't that one father of a kid also ask you on a date?"

"I don't get it either... its like things from School haven't changed."

"Oh right I remember... You were quite popular back then."

"For better or for worse... I was just a simple tutor doing my job... just like I am now as a teacher... but at least I have something nice waiting for me at home."

She smiled at a small lunch box with a note... possibly from her family. Some flowers sprouded from her hair, small Daisies poking out.

"Its happening again, Carol."

"Oh sorry my bad..." She chuckled a little emberassed and took each of the Daisies off her laying them out on the table... even if she slowly learned to control her power at times... they were still and annoyance to her... mostly that her feelings were quite obvious but... a faint glance at her arm... the scars as she traced them she shook her head and nodded.

"Those powers are a blessing but its at times hard to say it was the right decision... maybe I could have still lived a happy life without it but..."

She opened the lunch box and looked up at her colleague.

"Without my decisions I wouldn't be in this happy life right now, right?"

"You really became an optimist over time... well then I count on you to challenge the students so they come to my class exhausted and ready to listen to some soothing music."

Carol sighed. "I won't make promises but I will do my best."

[transsexualhamlet]

I’ve never been part of an ask game before and cannot currently remember what any I’ve seen looked like — probably because that information would be useful rn, do I just type the emojis out like this? Can I do multiple? Idk, but uh — thank you for this, I like your questions they’re really nice, and also here

💔👁️🏛️👋

Thank you again, sorry if I’m doing it wrong, or if this was for a specific group of people and I missed that (I’m just gonna stop typing now, bye ^^ thanks again)

No worries at all! Ask games are for anyone who wants to participate. If you want to receive asks about these as well as asking them, all you have to do is reblog the post so people know you're interested.

tma ask game !!

💔- I have already answered this one, but my answer as to which fear would create the most datable avatars I would say either the vast or the buried, depending on if you prefer heights or small spaces. They don't have any traits that would immediately make them immediately unbearable and I sort of see the romance in both. Maybe I am a little bonkers but yk...

👋- What characters that don't meet in canon would you like to see interact?

Obviously Jon and Gerry did technically meet, but not while Gerry was alive. I've seen people say this before of course but it's such a shame, I think they could have been a really good really supportive duo for each other.

In seriousness though, Alice and Tim. This is the answer for me, because the problem is neither Tim nor Alice have anyone in the office that can match their freak to the slightest. My god they would have gotten on so well. They would have been insufferably catty besties, why do they have to live in different universes...

🏛️- How do you think you would fare as the Archivist?

I honestly think I'm more qualified for the position than Jon, at least I have job, volunteer, and college experience with libraries and archival. However the problem is that it has very little bearing on the actual job because your actual job is trying not to die hardcore all the time.

I think I would make... similar decisions to Jon for the most part, other than not being as much of an asshole to Martin. Jon's not much less of a wimp than me, so at least I wouldn't do *worse* physically. However because of the fact that I am largely tiny and powerless, I would... hesitate a lot less to take on avatarhood, because to me the moral quandry just goes out the window when the other option is "people are trying to kill me and everyone else painfully". So what if I get a little nosy. Admittedly I would also think it's cool as fuck.

👁️- Do you have any experiences you'd like to make a statement about?

I've had several low-key encounters that have baffled me over time, and if I had to place them into TMA categories most of them would have been spiral aligned, but the one that comes to mind first is... weird?

This was back last year, either during Thanksgiving or Winter break, I was out on a walk in the woods with my brother on a vacation up north and we kept hearing these extremely faint repeating strings of circus like music. I know, I know, however this occured before I had listened to TMA or had any associations with circus music. Looking back on it, though, if I had to correlate it, it felt almost more in tune with music related to the slaughter than the stranger. But so at first, only I could hear it and my brother was like... you're crazy, and then it sort of trickled away after a little bit and I was like yeah I must have just imagined it because we were in the MIDDLE of the WOODS. But then it came back again and it was the exact same like, four measure sequence but slightly different? That time my brother did hear it, but it disappeared again. We continued to walk quite a ways thru the woods on the path we had already planned on going, and we forgot about it for a while, but eventually it came back, no easier or harder to hear despite the fact that we were quite far away from where we had originally heard it. It came back a couple more times, always just slightly fucking Wrong in a really weird way, never exactly the same but never part of any like, real conceivable song, just a string of notes that most definitely came from instruments and not natural phenomena, and as soon as we left the woods we didn't hear it again. The only thing we could think it might have been was like, the college band practicing, since we were like... kind of closeish to a state school campus, but it was during a holiday when college was most definitely not in session, and the only part of campus we were even remotely close to was the science and medical sector which would obviously not have a band practicing, not to mention outside and loud enough to be heard a mile away. Even if for some reason there was a band practicing there, there were unreasonably long periods of silence in between the repeating music (I know how band practices go, they don't sound like that) and neither does it explain why the music couldn't be tracked to any location and sounded the same nearly a mile apart.

Not terribly *frightening*, really, especially since I was not alone and it was like, 4 PM, so it wouldn't make very good Archivist food, but certainly something that I keep thinking about.

Thank you for asking again!!

[themightymoose]

Helicopter Dad

Gee I wonder what this episode could be about

Roger is getting it rn

Blythe just scared the shit out of Roger

Blythe is so understanding :)

Huh

"I get it! The Rog is short for Roger!" Nothing gets past you Sue

I like how Blythe's friends really like Roger

How did he manage to do that

Casually flirts with the nurse

Roger maybe lower your voice a little okay

Russell immediately trying to assure the turtle that they're all nice

You did not need to knock Russell out of the way like that

I do like how Zoe's tail is wagging when she's trying to talk to the tortoise

Everyone just giving up immediately

Minka is in denial right now

Josh where did you come from???

Hello :D

Istg if Roger is one of those overprotective fathers in media where the dad threatens the daughter's love interest I'm dropping this show immediately

oh thank god

Josh is so confused

Josh is just unbothered

The pets are so unamused

Not Zoe yawning during Minka's monologue

"Yes we do." "Yeah we do :/" "I don't know do we?"

Russell jumping into Vinnie's arms

Roger didn't Blythe tell you they were the mean girls

They are so stupid

Her friends like Roger so much I love it

Idk why but I thought Sue was gonna say, "I wish I had a dad :D"

Y'know I can see Roger being a ladies man while in high school

Good for him

At least Sue is trying

Also Blythe I know Roger sings in a future song and nails it okay don't lie

I honestly like this Roger and Mrs. Twombly friendship

That fucking scream

The pets aren't even acknowledging them

Olive listening to everything going on outside of her shell: 👁️👄👁️

I wish that abrupt stop would've had a record scratch

I actually really like Josh

He's just so chill

I admire Minka trying at least

You called for a meeting just to say that

Montage time

Roger your daughter acts more like an adult than you do

Well at least you guys tried :/

Sometimes I forget Roger has friends

"You're being a great friend, Minka." THAT'S RIGHT "... But you can't make Olive be your friend." THAT'S ALSO RIGHT

Girl give it a rest

There she is

Oh no this is saaaaadddddd

This is beautiful

He's stuck ain't he

Yup

Oh my god the pets dancing with Roger at the end

[weirdestcornelius]

Yooo it's a reboot intro post

Welp, as everyone here knows, this is a sparklecrit blog. I have been a fan for quite a while now and think some things need to change. Contrary to popular belief, I do not hate this comic. It's the exact opposite, actually. It's been a special interest for months now.

Some basic info about me and this blog:

I am a minor. Please do not act as if I'm an adult, because I'm not. This does not mean that I'm immune to being pointed out if I'm wrong though. I'm still comfortable with mature topics on this blog. Just do not send anything overly sexual or fetishized towards me, unless it is relevant to the comic. Small jokes are fine as long as they are not constant.

I go by He/She/They/Clown pronouns. The clown is a neopronoun (clown/clowns/clownself). You can call me WC for short, but WeirdUni and Rid are also fine with Rid actually being preferred.

Anons will almost always be open. I am open to any criticism you want to share, unless it is transphobic (ex: complaining about Uni or Sly being transfem) or you start name dropping people other that Kc. If you want to talk about the team, just say the ZC//P (censored for search reasons). If anons or asks are off, it just means I'm probably stressed. I get around to everyone eventually; if your ask has been sitting for a while you either broke one of my few rules or I'm getting my thoughts into coherent sentences.

Don't start calling me ableist for daring to criticize this comic. I have anxiety and depression along with trauma-induced problems of my own as well as having physical issues as well. Kc is not immune to criticism and neither am I. Being mentally ill or neurodivergent does not mean that everything you do is right. That is a very damaging and toxic outlook that this fandom seems to have.

Tags and anons under cut

The tag system is kind of messy, but every post will have the typical criticism tags. I'm not adding specific tags for specific criticism because my brain is messy and I'll forget it halfway through. Anyways here are the only specific tags that we have:

#answers - just answers to stuff in my inbox. Every answer will be tagged with this, criticism or not

#not criticism - exactly what it says, not criticism. Everything that's not criticism will have this tag, whether it's ships, fanfics, or rewrite stuff

#Sparklecare: into the Sparkleverse - the Sparklecare rewrite tag. Extends to other people's rewrite ideas, not just mine

#Reblog - just reblogs. Not every reblog will have this tag, mainly just the ones that I reply to somehow

#Slydeservesbetter - Sly posting

#Cuddleswhy - Cuddles posting

#Candycoon - Miley x Jandy tag and shipname

#Jackles4life - Cuddles x Jack the Hacker tag and shipname (we stan them in this household don't ask)

#Kittybat - Caroline x Rem tag and shipname

#Cuddleparty - Cuddles x Party tag and shipname

#Sketchbook - Sly x Scrap tag and shipname (slap)

#Glittersyringe - Cuddles x . . .someone

Anon list: 🪦, 💻🌱, 🦝, 🐌🌴, 🚪, Gogglenon, •👁️•, Dr Habit, 🐌, Rewrite Anon, 💤 (previously ☕), 🐁🩸, Sly, 🦑, 🏴‍☠️ (piratenon), 🧪, 🦊🍃, 🏩, 🌈anon, 🖍, 🏫, 🐛, 🦔, M, ❄️⛄, 🃏, 🎃🦇, 🐍

[lords-of-fortune]

for your rook!! 👁️💔🌎🗡️🐸📓

👁️ - How do other people perceive this oc? How close do their first assumptions come to the truth?

I think generally people perceive Giovanni as loud, both in voice and in dress lmao. He has carefully crafted his carefree persona but also at heart he's generally carefree anyways? He just also has his own sadness and troubles that he has pushed very far down so he doesn't have to think about them. Overall he's pretty much what it says on the label but he's got secrets too.

💔 - Does forgiveness come easily or with difficulty to this oc? Can they forgive others? What about themselves?

Hmmm... I think he does have a memory for grudges lmao. He can hide his contempt for someone who only did him a little wrong but it takes a long time for him to actually forgive even something minor. If someone really pissed him off he's all too happy to kill them with a smile. I wouldn't say he's forgiving of himself either but he also doesn't like to dwell on the things that he might need to forgive himself for so it's more just ignoring the problem. He can't forgive or not forgive himself for these issues if he just refuses to analyze them and that's his preference! It is schrodinger's forgiveness lmao.

🌍 - What are this oc’s religious views?

I haven't fully fleshed these out yet but I know for sure Gio is not a big Andraste fan lmao. As someone who grew up in Rivain nowhere close to Dairsmuid (which is what I'm going with until I'm corrected by the game lmao) Andrastianism wasn't really central to his upbringing and as a mage who was relatively young when he heard about the Dairsmuid Rite of Annullment he was like well fuck that I have 0 interest in that religion. He's not big on any religion as a whole but he's a casual observer of the Rivaini pantheon.

🗡️ - Does this oc have a signature object, accessory, or weapon?

Not really yet! Aside from the signature accessory which is actually just an Abundance of accessories lmao. He is extra and loves jewelry and stuff and is constantly wearing a million items all at once. Weapon I think I might figure out in-game.

🐸 - What’s this oc’s sense of humor like?

He is the kinda guy who is almost always unserious. Snappy and often crude, lots of puns. He's just a funny lil dude! A little bit class clown.

Thank you!!!

📓 - Do you associate any quotes or lyrics with this oc?

Not really... not yet at least! Still a lot of work to be done, including making Playlists and Pinterest boards.

[cervicrazed]

I don't know if *you* have reblogged the duo ask game yet but if so bambi and her dad hog please 🐽 🎤

Can't wait to be evil once more 😈

How This Game Works: The following questions will be answered as if the characters are being interviewed about their opinions on each other

She's technically got 2 dads but I'll assume you meant Wilton (it's the juicer option since their relationship is a little rockier)

Additional clarification: Bambi refers to Wilton as 'Dad' & Walt as 'Jekat' (Jek in their natural forms are genderless ; there isn't really a distinction between 'mom' and 'dad' so Jekat refers to both 'and it helps me keep track of who's who)

Father-Daughter interview below:

😇 - What is their best trait?

Wilton: "Her self confidence. Definitely got that from Walt."

Bambi: "He's kinder than what most people think, if the rumors about my family are anything to go by."

😈 - What is their worst trait?

Wilton: "Too brash for her own good. Everything is like a fight to her; not every problem can be solved with biting! None should be!"

Bambi: "He's a total control freak! I'm still not allowed to go into town without him! Says he's worried I'll 'get lost in the feelings of the crowd' - yeah right. He just doesn't want me having any fun outside of home."

⚖️ - Are they a good person?

Wilton: "Of course! No matter what, I believe she'll stay that way."

Bambi: "I thought so; but I keep hearing these weird rumors from people I don't even know. I'm not sure if they're real but I really, really hope they're not. Dad won't talk to me about it either way."

👁️ - Do you really know them?

Wilton: "Yes..? Well..no, it hasn't felt like it. She feels so much more distant from me nowadays. Sometimes I worry one day she'll just... disappear."

Bambi: "No, but not for lack of trying! He refuses to tell me anything. I even tried asking Jekat and all I got were impossible riddles. It's always 'when you're older' but how old do I have to be?"

👥 - Who are they to you?

Wilton: "The brightest light in my life! My little Sprout..."

Bambi: "He's my dad, who else would he be?"

❤️ - Who are you to them?

Wilton: "Her father!"

Bambi: "A fragile little baby probably. That's how he treats me."

🐺 - What animal do they remind you of?

Wilton: "A bobcat. She hunts just like 'em."

Bambi: "I told him once that he reminded me of an elk and he really didn't like that so....I guess a beaver? Y'know, cus' of all the wood carving?"

😘 - Are they your type? Do you know who their love interest is? What do you think about them?

Wilton: "I think so..? The mermaid girl, right? She seems...nice...."

Bambi: "Anybody with eyes knows it's Jekat and I love him! He's a lot more fun than Dad is."

😨 - What's their greatest fear?

Wilton: "I know she hates being home all the time, she's not shy about saying it. Probably scared of missing out on something big, but I don't think she's ready to see what the world is really like."

Bambi: "I know what it is, I caught a whiff of it from one of his nightmares; He's afraid of losing us - me and Jekat. Knowing that doesn't make being stuck here any easier though."

🧠 - What's your best memory with them? Worst?

(Best) Wilton: "Our best memory... I'd say the first time she walked into my workshed. She was so small and so curious - asking about all the different tools, the best wood to use, how it all got put together...we spent half the day on whittling alone. I still have the totem she made on my desk, but she hates that I kept it. I don't know why, it's great quality for a first try!"

(Worst) Wilton: "I didn't have any real bad memories with Bambi until recently. It's always an argument about the same thing - that she feels trapped, smothered, that I'm 'stealing her life away' and 'forcing her to be alone'. In the heat of the moment I said some things I...I really shouldn't have. She hasn't looked at me the same since. I don't know how to fix it."

(Best) Bambi: "My best memory with dad? Easy. It was about three summers ago, when the leaves were starting to turn. Jekat had convinced him to spar with me for the first time ever. I didn't expect him to be so quick, especially cus' he's so old, but he was real tough to beat! I didn't even think he knew how to fight, but he beat me every time, no matter what angle I struck at. I've been wanting a rematch but he keeps sayin' no."

(Worst) Bambi: "Woof...the worst would definitely be my first experience with nightmares. Jekat told me they were delicious but also dangerous; I wasn't supposed to enter one alone, but of course I did it anyway. The smell was so strong it woke me up, so I followed it all the way to Dad's bed and....I don't know. It was...It was bad. Let's just leave it at that."

👣 - How long have you known each other?

Wilton: "Since she was just a sprout! Makes me feel old, watching her grow up so fast."

Bambi: "My entire life, basically. Feels like it goes without saying."

🫂 - How has your relationship changed recently?

Wilton: "She's....well, she's a teenager. Things have been a little tense between us lately, but I hope she knows I still love her."

Bambi: "It hasn't really, that's what's so frustrating. He still treats me like I'm a waddling toddler and I'm not allowed to do anything on my own! I sneak out at night when I can, but I think he's starting to catch on."

🫡 - Are they a good leader?

Wilton: "I can see the makings of one in her, she's just a bit too eager for violence. It worries me sometimes."

Bambi: "Maybe if he was teaching a woodworking class? I have a hard time imagining him leading anyone really, he's wayy too soft spoken."