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[catschimericalcreations]

Rainbow Pride Four Headed Hellhound Plush by Cat's Chimerical Creations

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[hyruleairbnb]

I always was interested in natural phenomenons such as diseases weather conditions or mutations. I was working on a series of multiple images showing exact these thematics.

Please consider I portrayed them in loz species due it fits this account. I won’t make fun of one of these conditions. Thank you 👉🏽👈🏽

Im Not sure if Tumblr flags this in your country too but you can read more under the cut 👇🏽

Two headed fish

“Polycephaly is the condition of having more than one head. […] A polycephalic organism may be thought of as one being with a supernumerary body part, or as two or more beings with a shared body.

Two-headed animals (called bicephalic or dicephalic) and three-headed (tricephalic) animals are the only type of multi-headed creatures seen in the real world, and form by the same process as conjoined twins from monozygotic twin embryos.”

Two mouthed fish

I am not sure if this two mouthed fish is a case of Polycephaly too or if this is caused by another condition.

*edit* it's actually an injury not a second mouth. You can see the explanation in the reblogs list

Four legged chicken

“Polymelia is a birth defect in which an affected individual has more than the usual number of limbs. It is a type of dysmelia. In humans and most land-dwelling vertebrates, this means having five or more limbs. The extra limb is most commonly shrunken and/or deformed.

[…] A four-legged chicken was born at Brendle Farms in Somerset, Pennsylvania, in 2005.[6] The story was carried on the major TV network news programs and USA Today. The bird was found living normally among the rest of the chickens after 18 months. She was adopted and named Henrietta by the farm owner's 13-year-old daughter, Ashley, who refuses to sell the chicken.[7] The second (hind) legs are fully formed but non-functional.”

Overgrown beak

Beak abnormalities in birds have several reasons. You can read more in this article , due it would probably be too much for one post.

Stratified rocks

“Diplono Petris near Agios Pavlos in the south of Crete island is one of Europe’s most impressive folded rock formations. The rock strata document an alternation of different limestone layers in the pindos top of the Cretan ceiling pile. These sediments, once deposited in a deeper ocean basin of the Pindos Ocean, were deformed in the course of Alpine fold tectonics, triggered by the Northern Drift of the African Plate against the Eurasian lithospheric plate, which increasingly constricts the present-day Mediterranean as the remainder of the former ocean.”

Hexagon stones

“The Giant’s Causeways consists of over 40,000 basalt hexagonal columns, pretty much all systematically uniform in their shape. What caused this is actually not so unique to this windy coast of Northern Ireland. It is a common feature when a hot, mafic (basalt or dolerite) volcanic rock (either lava at the surface or shallow magma just below the surface) cools and contracts into a hexagonal columns (e.g., Kantha, 1981; Gray, 1986; Budkewitsch and Robin, 1994). The rapidly cooling lava cools from the outside toward the centre which causes contractions, and differences in the way it cools leads to the formation of hexagonal, prismatic column shapes (termed columnar jointing).”

These are some researches I made by my own I am not an expert in any of these fields. In case you have more information or wanting to add or correct an incorrect information, please go ahead and correct in comments or reblog (but be nice we just want to learn )

Thank you very much for reading 🙌🏾

[sailorspica]

blorboscope: basil hawkins

disclaimer: my choice of birth year and time are arbitrary and self-serving. elements of this reading come up in my selfship WIP that will be up eventually. word count: 1.5k.

i've given hawkins a birth time of around 2 a.m., which makes him a cancer rising. this may seem like an odd choice because cancer is popularly reduced to a crybaby sign, but consider its ruler, the moon, is the fastest moving planet ("wandering star") in the sky. cancer rising is restless and sensitive, not just emotional sensitivity like usagi tsukino but quick to react (and overreact) to changes around them, not so much a fiery trigger finger but a crab retreating into its shell. hawkins' wording about kaidou and big mom to killer about "biological instinct" made me want to give him one of the bestial signs of the zodiac as a rising sign to contrast the human figure of his virgo sun, and that's all besides joining the beasts pirates. appropriately, the combination of birth year and time i've given him places his moon in scorpio.

we see a lunar adaptability in hawkins' outward acceptance of his circumstances in wano: he went from captain of his own crew to a shinuichi of the beasts pirates in a remarkably short period of time due to kaidou's "mercy" of recruiting strong pirates. apoo's betrayal happened in the post-dressrosa wind down, so in those few weeks of whole cake island, hawkins has seemingly settled in wano. on the flip side, proud and stubborn capricorn sun eustass kid digs his heels in—and survives. hawkins' succession of humiliations and excuses for his choices, cancer rising too willing to bend to protect its own hide, most likely fucking kill him in the end. he's a maladjusted, overprotective cancer with nearly literal armor in how he uses his devil fruit to insulate himself from danger.

hawkins' moon and mars are in mutual reception, meaning they are in each other's signs. mars was on the horizon when he was born, in his first house, which is one reason he could be mistaken for scorpionic; meanwhile his moon is in scorpio, one of mars' two signs of rulership (the other is aries). what mutual reception does in a case like this is mitigate how unhappy mars would normally be in cancer, so despite having a soft-spoken, protective rising sign, still has teeth (or a stinger) to him seen in how cruel and spiteful he is to killer in onigashima, and earlier brownbeard on foodvalten.

on a more lighthearted note, mars rules fighting and fucking, and i think being able to keep a cool head in a bathhouse is 1) gentlemanly, like i'm sorry, i love sanji but this is a green flag for my southern belle ass, and 2) quite literally mars in cancer, a wet towel thrown over hot coals. not saying he has low or no sex drive, just that he probably expresses it selectively.

scorpio is hawkins' fifth house, and throughout his birthday the moon will conjoin venus and jupiter in the same sign. these are the two "benefic" or "good luck" planets, even in less than ideal condition like venus being uncomfortable in scorpio (being one of mars' signs). i think it's easy to leave things to fate, or wholly believe in its course, if this is the hand it dealt you. with all of the worst generation but the straw hats coming from the more dangerous blue seas, every other crew gets a two-year head start in the new world and likely had a smoother time in paradise. there's also more annoying good luck in the trines (120-degree angles) his moon forms to the two malefic or "bad luck" planets, mars and saturn. trines occur between planets in signs of the same element, in this case water.

the fifth house is related to play and pleasure, creativity for creativity's sake. setting aside oda's repeated SBS insistence that hawkins enjoys interior design, i think despite hawkins' declaration that he doesn't like jokes, he does enjoy games and describes his attack straw man cards as a game, with convoluted rules barely related to tarot that seem to mostly screw him over. i know it's a convention of shounen and especially one piece for characters to have parameters to their powers like this, but we have to remember in the real world, tarot is only about five or six centuries old. its progenitor is an rennaissance italian card game called tarocchi that had no mystical imagery to it at all. i don't think you're attracted to tarot if art and play aren't valuable to you. i imagine he has a dry humor to him he would deny is humor. well, i think he's funny as fuck for how he intervened at that sabaody restaurant; it's not like he started his day drawing cards for the fate of his crewmate's clothes, and inciting violence is generally not a good idea for any pirate on sabaody at the time, psychic or not. i think he sometimes has fun with his own ominousness and wonder if anyone in his crew appreciates it. since the ruler of cancer and thus his whole chart is here, in a context other than wano where he's really only a few notches above a hostage, he lived a life of an aesthete.

hawkins' virgo sun is in his third house, which rules communication. he isn't the most talkative of the supernovas, but tarot is a kind of vocabulary. while i judge him as written by oda to have a pretty shit "bedside manner" if he did client work, he's introduced in wano via tanishi. i don't humor modern AUs for one piece like i do for other IP, but anyone trying to make a living off of mysticism has to be a damn content creator. we're all writers because this nonsense has no form other than language (astrology = astra (star) + logos (discourse) = star talk). maybe he is this quiet because virgo is a bit more subdued, chews a bit slower than the other mercurial sign, gemini, or more likely because his mercury in libra doesn't form an aspects to other planets. he could be so articulate but doesn't feel particularly rushed to share it all, especially since we mostly see him surrounded by enemies. the tarot card that traditionally corresponds to virgo is the hermit, which describes hawkins in wano presumably separate from his crew. i disagree with this, but because of some modern astrological laziness, virgo has been equated to the sixth house as a sign that likes being subservient, but coming from a virgo moon, i think it's a sign that thinks because it intellectually understands the big picture, it doesn't need any further help or insight from others. virgo can dish out criticism and analysis all it wants but can't take what it dishes. it's a sign that can't accept help and refuses to believe it needs it, be it drake's suggestion that hawkins betray kaidou or killer's taunts that originate from pity.

the last planet i haven't touched is his saturn in pisces and his 9th house. i said this in my crocodile reading, but the 9th house is for pirates, much like the sea. it rules "overseas travel," higher education, organized religion, and philosophy overall. saturn is interesting here. the planet that finds its joy in the 9th house is jupiter, who rules pisces, and he and saturn are contradictory: jupiter expands and explores while saturn retracts and restricts. it's tragic for a pirate to 99-percent certainly die in a closed country, but with hawkins, i think more about the confounding nature of esoterica in one piece. what does tarot stand contrary to? in our world, it developed into what it is in reaction to early modern christianity. the hierophant used to be the pope; the high priestess in the waite-smith deck sits between columns from solomon's temple. happily for hawkins, jupiter barely forms a trine to his saturn from that stellium in scorpio, so this imbues his sense of "play" and humor with a saturnine seriousness, and helps his saturn lighten up by tapping into jupiter's curiosity.

i would hope a man interested in fate and fortune is interested in the past, too. in the real world, he would know this history of the tarot, so i stay annoyed that someone so tied to what is "taboo" is never shown pursuing poneglyphs, that we silly woo-woo people cannot possibly be as serious or interested in material reality as an archaeologist or a d-name who gives a shit about that d. i hope he'd be after them for the sake of knowledge rather than to find the one piece, and i'm a bit ashamed i also wrote him a bit incurious in my s/ins' imperfect memory.

(ask me about my orb opinions)

[scr-ppup]

Alternative deity-/godkin flag

Deity-/godkin: a term for someone who is a deity or a godkin.

This is an alternative flag for the term.

IDs in alt text + undercut

Design/term notes: was unsure what deity-/godkin flag you meant for me to be referencing. But I liked not one of them and found this deitykin flag from reddit and referenced it for the design.

The symbol of the flag consists of sun, moon and eye imagery. The eye imagery was requested, the sun comes from common mythos and Associations to deities and the specific moon imagery itself (the waxing moon connected to a circle aka the new moon and to the waning moon) is the triple goddess symbol that's seen in neopaganism. The new moon has the eye symbol inside it while the sun rays come out from it because it genuinely just seemed to fit. :) if someone wants the symbol without the use of the neopagan triple goddess symbol, lemme know.

Requested by anon.

Taglist # @radiomogai @obscurian @kin-flags @rwuffles @smilepilled @catonliine (feel free to ignore)

~ Ta—Da ! Graveyard's Koiri.

ID: two identically designed rectangular flags of 11 even horizontal stripes, the colors go from top to center as dark purple to orange through yellow. The first flag has a symbol on the center of the flag in the flag's colors consisting of a conjoined symbol of a half moon facing the left, a sphere signifying the full moon, and another half moon facing the right side, Inside the full moon sphere is another abstract semi dashed sphere and inside that there is a oval shaped eye with gold eyelids and rays of the sun coming out of it three on top and bottom. And the second flag is blank./end ID

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[pileofpawns]

DISABLED PRIDE MONTH BABEYYYY‼️

[Image description: A digital drawing of Sonic the Hedgehog standing and posing with a large disabled pride flag on a flagpole, smiling at the viewer, making a piece sign with his free hand, and wagging his tail. He has on a ring shaped chewlery necklace, knee braces, and wrist braces peeking out from under his gloves. There is a rainbow behind him and some hearts, stars, and little triangular shapes to show his happiness. Sonic is a blue anthropomorphic hedgehog with six long pointed quills extending from the back of his head, smaller quills on his back, a beige belly, muzzle, and arms, conjoined eyes with green irises, and a bean shaped black nose. He wears white gloves and red shoes with white straps and golden buckles. Here, is also depicted with top surgery scars, claws, eyelashes and pointy canine teeth. The disabled pride flag is a grey field with diagonal green, blue, white, yellow, and red stripes going through the center. The drawing is lined, colored, and shaded with solid cell shading and some highlights. End ID.]

[lyle-and-erik-menendez]

Notes from Interview with Dr. Ann Burgess | Revisiting Menendez

Ann spoke with Erik on numerous occasions in preparation of the trial, interviews, therapy and attempts to get him to draw his story were completed. Ann also reached out to Lyle who refused and continued to work with John Conte, Lyle in the past and up to this day appears to be much more discriminating on who he interacts with then Erik. As a result much of her conclusions come directly from Erik, though she did interview the brothers together and spoke to Lyle at court multiple times, Erik was her patient. 

She makes a comment that Lyle made Erik go in first, Ann says the reason was “Maybe because he thought he wouldn't if he didn't”

I don’t understand what she means by this. Does she mean Erik wouldn't follow? Or that Lyle couldn't go through with the murders? 

Lack of Planning into crime: anger and fear based, out of the blue, unconcerned with where parents were, people hear the shooting and did not shut any doors, no silences on guns, had never shut a gun before, randomness of shooting was driven by fear, Jose 6 Kitty 10 - overkill, Ann mentions another similar case at the same time where an incest survivor killed her father, went into treatment not prison when the evidence was belatedly brought up.

Jose and Kitty: No one cared about the gunshots, no one tried to assist despite hearing. Is this due to how disliked they were in the neighborhood or more about Jose’s shady business deals being an open secret? Police also did not do much in terms of crime scene investigations, letting the brothers go

 Ann discusses Erik and PTSD, she claims at the time of the trial she did not consider Erik to have PTSD and makes no more comments about this aside from discussing the change between generalized anxiety and PTSD

Lyle struggled with relationships and schools, both boys acted out in unnecessary ways like theft ( they had money ) this is considered a red flag now in reference to abusive households or other concerns with young people who rebel against their homes and societal expectations. The boys bought Rolex watches and gave them away to friends and family. Ann also mentioned how tennis was helpful for Erik’s mental health, ‘dissociation’ ‘mental health’ in the way that he could focus on that and nothing else for hours at a time as the tennis was rigorous. 

Ann claimed that Erik saw he and his brother as “Conjoined twins” as well as his main form of support whereas Lyle saw them as ‘little brother - big brother’, she said it could be hard to get Erik off the subject of Lyle, which she did not find unusual as they did everything together, including the crime that they were discussing. Lyle would get angry at Erik but Erik would never get angry at Lyle and mentioned that Erik would “wouldn't dare as he was his main support, when the mother made her feelings clear”. 

Ann also spoke to Kitty Menenedez’s therapist and found out these details. That Jose had multiple affairs with women over the years. Kitty was 'obsessed’ with Jose. Kitty went to all the tennis tournaments of the boys and never missed them, and Jose and Kitty both would aggressively intimidate teachers to change grades.

Something I find odd as well is that for a family of that stature hosting parties and entertaining is a huge way to both continue business, socialise and throw around wealth, for them to do so is out of character as well as out of the social circles they were running around. This to me would imply that the family would separate themselves from mainstream society as much as possible to continue with fantasy images and not risk exposure.

Ann goes on to mention from Kitty's therapist that Kitty ‘viewed sons as trophies’. Considers Kitty to be a narcissist but Jose not sociopath, psychopath or antisocial, Pathological in regards to sons however he expressed what she called ‘muted sadism’ instead of overt sadism with his sexual abuse. 

Ann considered Jose to have said things to Lyle that Jose would never have said to Erik Erik easily brainwashed “that was his nature”. From discussion with Lyle’s therapist she noted that Lyle kept using ‘mother’ as a metaphor for ‘brother’ in discussing the abuse and reason for the crime. Saying things like “I had to save my mother” when he meant and would later admit to it being Erik that he was always referring to

I think this implies that both brothers had/have a history  with struggling to see Kitty as a perpetrator 

Anne ends the interview with discussion of Jose’s excuse of ‘male bonding’ to normalize and change the narrative of the sexual abuse with his sons. She mentioned that this is typical in incest cases of excuses for why its okay. She mentions that Father-son abuse and the  patriarchal nature of society, which is part of why it's both so prevalent as well as not discussed at the same time.  This is exemplified by the difference between male and female juries and the ‘trying to understand another’s perception’ If someone can’t identify with it, it didn't happen. Her phrasing of the men on the jury and their inability to identify with male victims of sexual violence by anyone ‘ I would never do that this could never happen’ compared to the women ‘ I could see this happening’ in terms of male on male rape and female perpetrators as foreign ideas.

One final note from Ann was that she found it interesting that the focus on the ‘gay’ brother was only on Erik and never on Lyle. She viewed one brother as more ‘picked on' over the other by the prosecution and the public.

[becuzican]

Something I've noticed in the anime, and now once again in the manga: Luffy and Zoro referring to Blackbeard as more than one.

And then of course there's Blackbeard's flag which is shown to depict three connected, or perhaps "conjoined" skulls.

So, so curious already about Teach's backstory just to see where all the little puzzle pieces fit in.

Also so ridiculously curious what exactly Luffy and Zoro sensed here. Maybe conflicting personalities? His differing actions? His words? Or something else entirely?

It has to be something obvious that both Luffy and Zoro immediately picked up on yet subtle enough that Nami who was present for all their interactions has no clue about.

I really hope Oda explains in a flashback when he finally reveals the truth.

[ash5monster01]

girl i absolutely need another pink smut omg you opened a brand new obsession for me with the smoke sesh stories

Smoke Sesh Pt. 3

Pairing: Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd x FemReader

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, drug use, semi-public, fingering, oral - male receiving, lots of dirty talk, getting caught kink, language, lots of heavy petting, minor angst, fluff

Summary: You and Pink attend your first summer party as something more than just friends. Some of the reactions aren't what you expect so Pink makes sure to remind you just how into you he is. Maybe showing off to the others a bit too much in the process.

word count: 3.8k

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"I know what you're doing," you giggle as you try to shove the boy away. The brush of his lips against your neck tickles you as he fights back, determined to mess up your makeup. You're certain he'd rather distract you in this car all night than ever actually go inside. As much as you'd like that too your friends would be more confused if neither of you ever showed up. 

"I'm not doing anything," he grins, his hand trailing up between your legs. You're quick to squeeze them together and stop his hand before he gets anywhere. Both of you know if he reached his destination you'd end up on your back in this El Camino instead of inside. Pulling away from your neck, he smiles as he kisses you quickly. 

"We have to go in, Cythia is expecting me and Kevin would be sad if we missed it," you remind him, having not heard the end of Kevin's redemption party. Somehow his parents actually trusted him to leave this time and the Keg guy didn't show up too early. It was a redo of what should've been the last day of Junior year. Kevin was over the moon and so were the rest of your friends. The same friends you and Pink had been avoiding while going on new dates each night. They had already been questioning both of your absences but abandoning a party would raise every red flag.  

“I know but the idea of staying in here with you sounds much more fun,” he counters and you sigh as you brush some of his hair out of his face. Giving him one last look you kiss him deeply, tongue ravishing his mouth in the most unforgiving manner you can provide. The most silent way of telling him you’d make it up to him later. 

“You ready?” you ask as you pull away, both of your lips now swollen and red from how deeply you kissed him. Some of your lip gloss was left behind but you knew he didn’t care.

“No because now I’m hard,” he argues and you just giggle, popping open the door as you escape the car before he can keep you in there any longer. Pink is quick to rush after you, catching your flared sleeve before lacing his fingers with your own. 

“Come on, I need a drink,” you giggle as you walk towards the house, never tiring of getting to be like this with him. The lawn is littered with teenagers and at least two of ten kegs. Music pounds from the inside and you can’t help but be excited to see your friends. A little giddy even considering this would make you and Pink official to everyone here. 

“You’re here!” Shavonne calls out as soon as you’re both through the front door. It’s only a second after her eyes drop to find your conjoined hands. Her mouth opens to speak but Don appearing at her side stops her. 

“There you are man, I was close to sending out a search party,” he says, grinning at his friend who lets go of your hand to greet him. Shavonne narrows her eyes towards you and the smile on your face is unstoppable, shrugging an answer to her silent question. A confirmation that you and Pink might be something more. 

“Sorry, someone took forever to get ready,” Pink teased and you were quick to whack him but he just smiled. Shaking your head he wraps his arm around your shoulders and pulls you tightly into him. 

“That was not my fault, someone wouldn’t let me get ready,” you defend and it’s the first time Don gives the both of you a confused look, still not quite catching on to what was happening. 

“Oh my God, finally you’re here” Cynthia has you ripped from Pink's arms, unable to even grasp for him as she drags you down the hall and away from the boy. 

She leads you to the kitchen, three more kegs and various liquor bottles filling the space. Cynthia paces while pulling at the striped shirt on her form and you use the opportunity to at least grab yourself a drink. Sipping the strong liquid you eye her down, trying to determine why she had to drag you away here. Hoping Pink wouldn’t go too far in your absence. 

“You gonna tell me why you stole me away?” you inquire, eyeing your red headed friend. She was normally the cool and collected one of you both but right now you wouldn't believe that. Sighing she pushes back some of her hair before looking at you. 

"I'm just nervous, tonight is my first time seeing David since the Aerosmith concert," she tells you, looking way to shaken over something as simple as a boy. Then again all it took was a little too much weed to land you your dream guy. 

"David?" you ask and she rolls her eyes hard, hands falling to her hips.

"Wooderson," she says, sarcasm dripping from her voice as if you were supposed to know the name of the guy too old to be hanging out with any of you. Realizing the dilemma you hand her your drink to take a sip.

"For starters, play it cool. I can guarantee he doesn't care as much as you do right now. He's going to like it if you act unbothered, hell uninterested even," you tell her, grabbing your drink after she takes a big gulp. Cynthia wasn't used to the guys like you were, especially since she only ever hung out with Mike and Tony who were much different than the majority of the guys around here. 

“You sure? I just really want him to like me,” she argues and you giggle, taking another sip of the drink. Wooderson was always hanging around Pink and you could almost guarantee you were right. 

“No boy takes a girl he doesn’t like to an Aerosmith concert, besides Cynthia, you’re hot” you remind her and she still shakes her head despite the smile on her face.

“What’s going on in here?” a voice asks, large arms wrapping around your neck as you get tugged into his side. 

“Benny, careful on the hair” you whine as he uses his free hand to pat your head. 

“It looks fine, quit your whining” he says as he frees you and you brush your hand over it carefully despite the fact it probably did look fine. It wouldn’t be long until Pink ruined it anyway. 

"You happen to see where Pink ran off too?" you ask and Benny chuckles before nodding his chin in the direction of the living room. 

"Last I saw he was with Wooderson and Simone," he says, and you can feel the color drain from your face at the mention of the blonde girl. You and Pink had been in your own little bubble for a while but that didn't change the fact that when Junior year ended, Simone was dead set on him. Jealousy filled your gut and you hated it. It would have before but it was never as bad, now that Pink was yours, it was a crippling feeling. 

"I'll go with you," Cythia offers, heart set on Wooderson until she sees the torn look on your face. 

"Could I ask what the vibe was, like was Simone all over him?" you carefully ask and Benny's eyebrows draw together, confused by the question as he thought back to the two seconds he glanced at the people in the living room. 

"I don't think so, I wasn't really checking. Is everything okay?" he asks and you sigh, tipping back the drink and finishing the rest of it before looking at both him and Cythia. 

"Me and Pink are dating, have been the last two weeks," you admit and both of their jaws drop as they process your words. It shouldn't be all that much of a shock but you and Pink had been just friends for a really long time. It's no surprise everyone got used to that too. 

"You're serious?" Cythia says and you nod, instantly pouring yourself a fresh drink and taking a deep breath. You were not built for this possessiveness that you now feel. Letting out a deep sigh, Benny squeezes your shoulder before turning you to face the door. If whatever is behind there is something you don't want to see, he could at least stand by and support you.

“Well let’s go check it out,” he says before guiding you away, and Cynthia scurries along behind as you push open the door. The music is louder here due to the stereo system, but Pink stands there laughing at something Wooderson said while Simone held his arm. 

Wooderson’s eyes are quick to spot Cynthia and the sudden distraction causes Pink to turn around. The second he spots you, a grin larger than Texas covers his face. You’re barely halfway to him before he rushes over to grab you. Strong fingers looping through your belt loops had him pulling you out of Benny’s grasp and into his own. 

“There you are,” is all he says, a content smile on his face before quickly kissing you in front of everyone. Relief fills your bones as he abandons the girl to greet you but that quickly goes away when you both find all of your friends staring like you were crazy. Your hand laces with Pink's, tightening against his palm as you watch everyone who has witnessed the kiss process it. 

"What's going on here?" Wooderson asks, a finger waving between you both as he wraps his free arms around Cythia's shoulders. More of your friends filter around, sensing the change in dynamic. Almost as if this information was surprising enough to put the whole party on hold. 

"Yeah, this isn't normal," Don calls out from behind Benny, his eyebrows furrowed as he tries to study you both. Your mouth opens to speak but both you and Pink are quickly interrupted. 

"They've been dating for two weeks, which explains why we haven't seen them around," Cythia shares and chatter moves throughout the crowd, your face turning red as every single one of your peers analyzes you both. Pink squeezes your hand to reassure you but the tension doesn't ease.

“Dating?" Simone deadpans, arms crossing over her chest as Darla starts to tug on her arm. Normally Darla was the sort of girl to defend her friend but even she could see she had no place to judge. Pink hadn’t called the girl in three weeks. 

"Yeah, it just sort of happened so be cool about it, alright?" Pink says, pulling you closer to his side and you blush even deeper, reminded of that weed filled night and his heavy cock on your tongue. The drinks you had chugged were working a bit too good now. 

"This is crazy man," Slater laughs, holding onto the syllable in man for a touch too long. Michelle snorts from behind him, wrapped in Kevin's arms.

"I totally knew, I could sense your aura the day you two shotgunned that joint," and Kevin gives Michelle a surprised look, clearly having not mentioned to him her own observation. One he should’ve been able to make himself based on how smitten you were with the boy that day. He had blown the heavy smoke into your lungs and no more words ever came out for the rest of the night. 

“This is crazy,” Jodi mutters from beside Shavonne and you can’t help the way your smile falters slightly, knowing she too used to be one of Pink’s girls. Either way, you weren’t prepared for such judgment from each of your friends. You were hoping for more excitement. 

“Yeah, well shows over. Go back to partying, I need a drink,” Pink mutters, tugging you away and back to the kitchen that you had come from. You could tell Pink wasn’t used to the judgment but it didn’t bother you getting to be alone with him again. Especially since your refreshed drink was getting light again. 

Slowly you hop up to sit on the counter while he retrieves a red solo cup. You watch as he moves to the keg and give it a few pumps before filling it. He looks so handsome with his long hair and green button down. You notice one more button undone from the two you already had in the car. His bell bottom jeans hugged him tightly and he couldn’t be any more handsome than he was in this moment. 

“You okay?” you ask, watching as he takes a sip before turning to face you. His jaw is tight but eyes soft as he looks at you. It wasn’t often Pink was the hot topic, at least not in a way that felt judgemental. He was too popular and kind to ever face any of that kind of backlash. Yet your friends didn’t seem to be coming from malicious intent but more confusion. Maybe you weren’t the girl for him as much as you wanted to be. 

“Yeah, more annoyed than anything. I don’t get why they gotta be like that. I mean I’m a good guy, it’s not like I’m going to play you.” it’s then that it occurs to you that Pink feels like he’s not good enough for you, that your friends judged because they expected him to play you and leave here with some other girl. You were two sides of the same coin, just trying to figure it all out. 

“I thought they were judging us because they couldn’t understand how a girl like me landed a guy like you,” you admit and Pink’s eyes widened, looking at you like you were crazy. He’s quick to set his solo cup down, walking in between your legs that dangle off the counter, hands blocking you in on either side. 

“Let’s get something clear, if either of us doesn’t deserve the other it’s definitely me. I’ve never taken a girl seriously before, especially you. All these years I never gave you a second glance and now suddenly you’re the only thing I can think about. I feel like I’m going insane but I’m also really really happy for the first time in my life,” he says, eyes hard with seriousness and never leaving your own. You can’t help but smile, hands sliding over his shoulders and around his neck, a surge of love for the boy making your stomach jump. 

“Well I don’t care what they think, plus I know you won’t play me,’ you smirk and Pinkgives you a confused look, a sly smile on his face while he tries to understand what you mean. Slowly you lean in close, lips brushing across his cheek and to his ear. “I can guarantee none of them have ever fucked you like I have.” 

He stiffens at your words, handS falling to your hips and giving a tight squeeze. It was probably the alcohol in your system making you be so brute but it was also the addiction to the boy in front of you. All you had was one single taste and now it was all you ever wanted. Stealing a taste any chance you had and now wasn’t any different, especially after you staked your claim on him. Everyone now knew, word traveling throughout the party, and Pink was between your legs where he belonged. 

“You could say that again,” he said, his breath heavy against your face and instead of responding you pressed your lips against his. Slowly you lifted one of your legs to pull him closer to your core, the zipper of his jeans pressing against your heat and making you whine into his mouth. 

“I don’t care what they think Pink, I know that this is right,” you mutter against his mouth, lifting your hips to grind against him. He smiles, mouth trailing along your jaw and to your neck. 

“Couldn’t be wrong when it feels this good babe,” he agrees and you giggle as his lips find your own again. His tongue curls against yours, tasting you slowly and steadying your hips along with his. When you both find a rhythm one of his hands trails up your stomach and over your breast, giving a gentle squeeze as he kisses you like his life depends on it. 

“Oh shit, sorry. Sorry, I didn’t mean to walk in on— this,” Benny’s voice interrupts you both, pulling away from each other with swollen lips and glazed eyes. Drunk on each other and a little unsure of your surroundings. 

“All good man, we were just getting out of here,” Pink says as he pulls away from you, helping you off the counter and giving his friend a smirk. “My girlfriend is just too hot to keep my hands off of.” 

“That’s fair,” Benny agrees and you smile wide as Pink leads you out of the house and back to his El Camino that got you here. Yet this time he pulls you into the bed of the truck, a blanket of stars glimmering above you, and the party a distant sound. He lays beside you, hair falling in his eyes when he lifts his head to see your face. 

“Think they’ll believe us now?” he asks and you laugh, somewhat embarrassed but not really. It didn’t matter that Benny was more than likely telling everyone about the hookup scene in the empty kitchen, at least now they’d have more reason to accept it. 

“Yeah, maybe with less judgement too,” you whisper into the night air, feeling Pink’s hand glide up your hip and press onto your stomach. His fingers graze the sliver of skin revealed by your shirt. He smiles softly at you while he starts expertly pulling apart the front knot of your shirt with one hand. He knows you don’t have a bra on because he had watched you tie the shirt into place before coming. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he says in a tone that's not informing but reminding you. You grin, hands reaching to pull his face to your own so you could kiss him. When his lips meet your own the ties of your shirt fall loose, retreating to either side of your ribs, and revealing yourself to him. His hand finds your bare breast before he even looks and you hum in delight. You kiss him quickly, your own hand fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. You don’t get very far before his hand slides down your sternum and to the button of your jeans. You pant while his lips continue to kiss your neck and collarbones, opening your zipper and dipping into your pants. 

“Pink,” you whine, but you’re not exactly sure what for. He smiles as he pulls away from your neck, lifting himself above you so he has more room to move. You watch as his fingers tuck into your waistband and tug the fabric over the hills of your hips. The white panties you wear are soaked through and you can only tell when the cold night air hits them. 

“Jesus baby, look at you,” his voice was heavy, the bulge prominent in the front of his jeans. He doesn’t give you anytime to say anything before bending back over to kiss you again. Yet this time his hand slides down the front of your panties, fingers dipping into wet folds, and you are unable to hold back the moan you let out into his mouth.

“Please do something,” you beg and Pink nods, his pointer finger circling your clit that begs for attention. His fingers are rough and warm against you. His lips find your chest and it isn’t until his mouth latches onto one of your nipples does he slide two fingers inside of you. 

The moan that escapes you is loud enough it could travel to party goers. Pink’s free hand clasps over your mouth, unable to suppress the cocky grin on his face as his fingers continue to stretch you out, his thumb toying with your clit. It shouldn’t make things hotter but the idea of having to keep quiet so you don't get caught has you clenching around him. 

“You’re so tight,” he moans quietly, desperate for attention of his own but you feel paralyzed under his touch. His hand leaves your mouth to grope at your chest while the other pushes in and out of you. He adds a third finger and the idea of it all is just too much to bear. He looks so sexy breathing heavily above you and teasing your body in all the right ways. When his thumb presses down on the hood of your clit you writhe beneath him, eyes nearly rolling back in your head and he grins. 

“That’s it baby, cum for me.” he encourages, his fingers moving faster and you whine quietly, his fingers pinching your nipple when he presses his other palm to your bundle of nerves. It should be embarrassing how submissive to him you are at this moment. The sight of you shaking with your back against the hard bed of his truck and pretty much naked in front of him while he pleasures you still clothed. After this you were going to suck his dick until the sun rose. 

“Oh fuck,” a last whimper falls from your mouth, pulsing around his fingers with no warning and he grins while continuing to fuck you through it. It has to be the prettiest sight he’s ever seen and you try to pull away from him when the pleasure becomes too much. When you finally relax he slides his hands out from under your panties, smiling as he licks each of his fingers clean. You sink against the bed of the truck, breathing heavily as he lays against you, more than likely in need of some attention himself. 

“You want to go back inside, or home?” he asks after a beat and you smile, your fingers tangling up and into his hair. You lift your head over the bed of the truck to see the party was still in full swing and the two drinks you’d had, had already worn off. 

“Let’s go back, but first…” you trail off, lifting yourself on weak arms to hover above him this time. He grins as you find the button of his pants and help free his straining length from its confinement. His dick is angry and red, begging for attention, and your mouth waters like it always does at the sight of it. Smiling to yourself you wrap a hand at the base of his cock and get to work, determined to make him finish faster than you had. Yet he’s a goner the second his tip meets your lips. 

“Shit baby, that’s unfair.” 

[lmanburgseulogy]

Hello hellooooo I was just wondering & curious: do you perhaps have any headcanons for Ghostbur? 👀

ooooooooo! dont feel like i came up with many good ones, but i tried! sorry if they’re not great because i know you understand the character quite well aha!

• he’s soooo autistic to me. please. anyone. and the way he gets infantilized makes me rage but that’s irrelevant

• physically glitches out sometimes, but in a way where it looks like the wind is blowing him away. Scares the life out of phil. Also more common when he’s dealing with strong emotions.

• so we all know he’s a musician. (HE FINISHED THE ANTHEM BABY L’MANBURG STRONG 💪) but i imagine he’s very slow with it. Like one of those musicians who get out 3 songs in their life but they’re so proud of it because they put so much love into it. You know??

• favorite flower is forget me nots :3

• during the glatt possession (yk what im talking about) they became almost like conjoined twins in a way instead of just ghostbur with horns

• has a big banner that he sewed together with all the flags on it, one from every country. He tries to collect ones from important moments/people to that place, but sometimes he has to make them himself.

• his hands don’t appear that way, but everything he touches ends up with blue on it. even if its just very mild, like a tint almost. Sometimes you can only see it in the sun. Depends on how long it’s been since he held blue

• because of that during exile tommy always had blue on him.

• and let’s be real. he eats paper when no one’s looking

[sandfordpolice]

PINKGUIN

-> Pinkguin refers to an individual who finds their identity is heavily influenced by shades of pink and the theme of penguins.

id: a rectangular flag with 7 horizontal stripes. from top to bottom the stripes are coloured dark grey, blue, light purple, white, light pink, pink and dark grey. in the very centre of the flag is a drawing of a penguin with a hot pink stomach and orange beak. in the bottom left corner, there are semi transparent conjoined circles to emulate soap bubbles. /end id

(Inspired by the opening of the track ‘This is Your Life’ from Fight Club’s official Motion Picture Soundtrack, made by The Dust Brothers. Part of @cocajimmycola ‘s 1K Followers Coining Event for Day 1).

[PT: ALREADY COINED? SEE AS AN ALT FLAG!]

[princecosmosanon]

Silly as fuck thought from this morning:

You know how there are gender symbols that are used to represent sexual orientation? I was thinking how in omegaverse there would be a similar system once non-Alpha/Omega binary relationships started to become more popular/well known.

Now I’m just visualizing Greek symbols being conjoined together in various ways to make overlapping sexual orientation symbols like these:

I imagine the symbols would get more and more complex as they add in gender preference as well as dynamic preferences. Lots of people like to have little ways to signal their preferences (pride flags are a pretty obvious example). At the same time, there should also be symbols for people unsure or questioning their preferences.

I’d love if they created a specific symbol or used a random Greek letter to signify Asexuality too in an omegaverse world! “Alpha” is already taken (obviously) so can’t use the “a” so maybe… the pi symbol? Having a preference for cake used to be a signal to others that you were ace, so I could see using “pi” could be a silly wink-wink-nudge-nudge to the same idea.

[shini--chan]

Yandere Character Sheet II - Japan

For the anon that requested America, China and Japan, here is Japan. This was more or less looking at the profile of a maligiant narcissist and thinking of how to write a yandere that doesn't fall into that frame work.

1p Japan - Kiku Honda

Trigger warning: Mentions of stalking, murder and imprisonment as well as emotional manipulation, financal abuse and social isolation

Blend in - Are the red flags obvious? Are they even aware that their behaviour is wrong? Do they even care?

All in all, Kiku is careful to hide any unorthodox behaviour behind immense politeness and apologise when he thinks he goes too far. With how he presents himself, it will be easy to ignore all the red flags in favour of all the virtues he displays. Not to mention he is also perfectly aware that he has his dark sides and doesn't have an aversion to recognising and acknowledging them. As such, the red flags displayed may even evolve over time. Nevertheless, here are a few of them:

He is overly strict with you. Of course, some discipline is good for character and overall well being, but there can be too much of a good thing. Well he will recognise you as your own person and not some extension of himself, he has some expectations that he wishes you to fulfil. Kiku will frame it in a manner allowing you to understand each other better, or for your own wellbeing. 

He expects you to be forthcoming, but is very reserved himself. Japan is a very reserved and closed off person. While he is perfectly capable of showing anger, happiness and sadness, he prefers to do so in tight control of his emotions. As such he can often come over as cold and stuck-up. On top of that, he has a habit of letting the other person do much of the talking when it comes to personal matters, something that is turned up to 11 in a "romantic" relationship. As such, it can just as well be the case that he knows everything about you, but you don't really know even though you have been seeing him for years.

He is overly secretive about important things. This connects with the two points above. Kiku, while respecting you as a person, does have a tendency to make the big choices concerning your relationship without your input. He does have the courtesy to inform you and ask for your opinion, but it usually only goes that far. There is a 80% chance that he is the older partner in your relationship and thus he attributes more authority, wisdom and power to himself.

He knows so much about you that you either don’t know about yourself or never told him. That is because he’ll stalk you in the beginning and he’ll do so very well. If you confront him about it, he’ll play it off as being good at reading people - something that is only partially true. There are something that you only realise after getting to know a person well, things that can’t be uncovered by being fantastically good at reading body language. 

Compatriot - Who aids them? Who condemns them? Are there ways you can convince their friends/colleges/underlings to help you? 

For a large part, he relies on himself. To him, it is a point of pride to build up his own life, and his own relationship. While he wouldn't be opposed to having your relationship arranged or have somebody nudge you closer together, he wants your relationship to be a product of your conjoined efforts, without the micromanaging and nitpicking of a third party. If there is anything that could make him tear his hair out, it would be somebody else being a smartass and telling how to conduct his relationship with you. The feeling will be even worse in regards to those “nice” people who give unsolicited advice on child rearing. 

Though there are the more unsavoury parts of his relationship with you, that involve corpses dissolved in acid and documents of yours disappearing. Here, people mostly aid him by not asking questions. All in all, Kiku has a lot of opportunity to pull strings and play on favours - he is high up on the social ladder and a person worth knowing. As such, some people just fall over at the opportunity to do something for him, for him to be indebted to them. 

On the other hand - he is old and not exactly the most agreeable person. The wars of the past constituted cities being razed to the ground and the inhabitants slaughtered or enslaved, with those responsible being hailed as heroes. As such, there are quite a few that hold a grudge against him, this being worsened by the fact that he likes to sweep his past misdeeds under the rug instead of showing humility. So, they would be glad to bring him down a peg or two. For you, it would then be important to get out of dodge as they wouldn’t really care if you would end up as collateral damage or not. Of course, if you would manage to side with them and gain their support, they would be amused by the irony at play. And also be weary of you. 

As to how to get their colleges to help you - that wouldn’t be so easy, since Kiku values loyalty in his friends and associates and in proportion to that, keeps them close, or not. Though, you could make your life easier, if you are not able to help you escape, by framing your efforts as driven by the aspiration of having a healthier relationship, or due to being concerned about his well being.  

Dominion - What actions are especially pleasing to them?

Japan finds solace in the small, quiet things in life - drinking a good cup of tea, watching the sunset, seeing you in a cute outfit … Such things, and if he can enjoy them with you, all the better. Perhaps you move out to the countryside, or have a semi-permanent residence there, and there you can enjoy leading a hard, but simple life. Generally, Kiku isn’t the sort of person to willingly seek an ultra-safe environment, indeed, he outright loathes it. 

Not that he is one for thrill seeking or the sort - no, he also loathes artificial danger. What he prefers are the rough edges of daily life or the challenges that come from heeding a higher calling. As such, he won't be too displeased when you act up - as long as it is reasonable. What would deeply please him, would be seeing you overcome your flaws and becoming a better version of yourself. 

Aside from that, things like you cooking and making tea with him would always be soothing. Rubbing his shoulders after a long day and help him scrub down in the bath until you are both squeaky clean. Discuss movies and read poetry with him under the stars. Playing video games with him in the arcade or at game - it doesn't matter if you are dressed up to the nines or in casual wear.

It can go from light hearted afternoons watering and pruning 

That being said, there is also a violent, passionate side from him. Keeping his emotions under lock and key doesn't mean they are eradicated, it just means they are all the more intense when they finally do bubble to the surface. There is hatred for those that are undeserving of your attention and affections yet still get them. While he would officially have you simply break contact with them, deep down it would deeply please him to witness you spill their blood. 

Flight - What do you have to do in order to escape them?

If your relationship develops without the hiccups coming from the two of you being nations or him having to resort to drastic actions, then it would largely feel like a normal relationship, albeit with a partner that is a tad controlling. As such, why should you escape? Indeed, if you act as a normal loving partner, never attempt to stray or leave and ignore all the red flags, then you could have a somewhat normal relationship. 

In that case, you could maybe lose him at an airport or simply go out shopping and never return. Do so suddenly, without any forewarning whatsoever. Throw your phone in a train heading the opposite direction and refrain from making any digitally traceable financial transactions. Change your name and the way you walk, dye your hair; either leave the country or hole yourself up in some hamlet. All in all, putting this show on the road would be extremely difficult, given Kiku���s astuteness when it comes to details and him relying on his gut feeling.

Now, if you have been rebellious and he has to curtail then it is a different matter. His obsessive and possessive tendencies are in the foreground much more and much more strongly and he is far more inclined to keep a close eye on you. Depending how stark this situation is, it could be nigh impossible to flee. Of course, everybody makes mistakes, so it is not completely impossible. 

Aside from that, Kiku is an honourable man. If you manage to convince him to agree to a bet or a promise where one of the conditions is that he'll let you go if very begrudging. Afterwards, he would do his best to convince you to come back to him of your own accord. 

That aside, on the chance that you do escape - seek refuge in a monastery or a temple. Probs are that you have no money and no fast friends at hand that will provide you with refuge. A religious institution would likely do that and even provide you with a job. Though this is a double edged sword - some of the clergy might hold the personification of Japan in even high regard than a mere mortal, due to his nature, and therefore be even more inclined to do his bidding.

Hospitality - What is your life like with them? How much does it deviate from your former life?

If you behave it can feel like a normal relationship, albeit with a partner that prefers to keep you as close as possible and have a lot of insight into your life. It would be actually very nice, given that you can ignore his more discomforting behaviour, and if you really are in love with him, that wouldn't be too difficult. It would be different from your former routine in that your life would be more structured and that Kiku wouldn't do well with constant repetition. There is constantly something new happening in your life. It would enough to keep you on your toes and have your wits stay sharp. 

Now if you are "naughty" then matters look a tad different. On the most part, you'll be confined to a small section of the house or apartment. You'll have no access to your finances and Kiku wouldn't let money lying around and will keep any valuable jewellery under lock and key. The logic in this case is, that if you don't have money, then you are dependent on him and can't really go anywhere. If you resort to something as shameful as begging, then he'll find you fast. 

Likely, he'll also tightly restrict who you communicate with. His adversaries are a complete no-go. If he has his way, then you won't even know of their existence. Surprisingly, he'll allow you more or less free reign on certain social media platforms. Of course, he'll check your correspondence every now and then to make sure you are not up to too much mischief, but on the whole, he has no problem letting you lose in the digital world. After all, anonymity is the name of the game on many sites. Who would believe all your wild stories. Who would ever help you? How can they help you, if they live halfway across the globe in a foreign country? 

Of course, regardless of your behaviour, he'll make sure you are kept entertained - he isn't as heartless as to let you become bored to death. And to keep your mind off … unrealistic and unneeded things.

Order - What are the rules you have to adhere to?

You might think that he has a set of rules that you must follow to the letter, though, interestingly enough, that is not really the case. Kiku is aware that his yandere tendencies are not exactly healthy and commonly goes to lengths to conceal them from you. If you are or become aware of the underlying nature of your relationship, then he'll be more open about him being yandere. If you resist him at every turn, that is double the case and then he'll be strict with you. Generally though, the rules can be watered down to this.

Be clean and clean yourself regularly. You are not a homeless person and you don't live in the wild, so wash your hands after going to the toilet and scrub down your body at least once a day. Cleanliness is a central principle in Shintoism, so he'll place a lot of emphasis when it comes to you. Not to the degree of obsessiveness, just that you are clean, make your living space clean and don't distribute dirt everywhere. All in all, it's actually reasonable. 

Don't speak in swear words - it is unbecoming. To him, you'll always be a pretty thing, far more fragile than you'll ever care to admit to yourself. As such, you are not allowed to cuss, no matter how angry you are and no matter the circumstances. You can express anger and frustration in more skilled and controlled forms. Aside from cussing not being polite, Kiku sees it as the person doing it as having no control over their emotions, and thus, weak. 

Should you leave, tell me where you are going and what you are doing. Should you ask, he'll frame it as innocent concern for your wellbeing. That is only part of the picture in his case. He is scared that you'll leave him or that you'll be taken away. What if you get hurt out there, and he isn't around to help you? He doesn't trust you to be in control of the situation or to be in capable hands. What if you meet somebody that slowly poisons your mind? You are young and inexperienced, how can you tell right from wrong correctly? Is the morality you hold even a realistic one?

Conduct yourself well in public. There is no need to embarrass yourself by having an emotional outburst. There are some standards to which he holds himself that he expects you to imitate. One of them is being composed in public. In private, it is a different matter and there, you are allowed to jump with joy or cry tears of sadness, though nothing or the top. He is not above shaming you for an excessive display of emotion, should he deem it unbecoming. And being outside is only something he'll allow if you are properly behaved. Besides, it is just rude to draw unwilling strangers in what should remain behind closed doors, or locked away in the mind. 

Rehabilitation - How much will they change you? Will they break you? How much therapy would you need in the event that you get rid of them? 

Not as much as you think. Kiku is the sort of yandere that would allow you to retain much of your individuality. That being said, he will "smooth over rough edges", though the end result wouldn't cause worry. At first glance. There might be some fissure in your psyche from the "fine polishing". Furthermore, you'll have to re-learn how to go about mundane day-to-day life and handle all the major stuff, all the stuff Kiku will have done for you, by yourself again.

You’ll probably have suffered from some degree of social isolation and thus will have to be reintegrated into society and relearn how to handle social interactions. At times, it will also feel like Kiku is still looking over your shoulder, a sharp or not so sharp remark about your doings already on your tongue. 

Zeal - Do they fall fast or slow? What is their reaction to their own feelings?

His first reaction to his feelings is annoyance. Really, he is a busy man and commonly doesn’t have time for dalliances, so falling in love is inconvenient more than anything else. However, in his haste he tends to repress some of his emotions, leading to them erupting in greater intensity later on. 

You could say that he falls fast but the way to you is a long and slow one. Before anything ernest on his part is down, he also wants to make sure that what he is feeling isn’t a limerence that will disappear as spontaneously as it came. So he follows you around, taking notes about your doings, trying to find out what about you is so enticing, and if there is any substance to it. 

Art doesn't belong to me!

[gruesomehound]

[ID: two identically designed rectangular flags of 9 uneven horizontal stripes, 5 horizontal stripes that go from top to bottom as two thin, one big, and two thins. And the center of the flag has four rings in a small sphere behind the center stripe with light yellow, cyan, teal, and cool purple color rings and cyan, teal, cool purple, and light yellow color lines going from the furthest ring to the center. The colors go from top to bottom as dark purple, magenta, yellow, cool purple, and dark purple. Both of the flags have a symbol of a person with five small connected streaks with small spheres on the end which also has a double line of magenta to yellow to magenta blur color around it, there is a double conjoined music note on the person vector's head./end ID]

Breakfast by Dove Cameron songself

— A multiself term for a songself subset where one's self which has formed through/because of/from a song was specifically formed through the song Breakfast by Dove Cameron.

Own interpretation of the song for colors + check out @/enderluna's songself flag used here for this flag.

:? Tagging @radiomogai

[scr-ppup]

Apocalyptic medic archetrope remake

Apocalyptic medic archetrope: An archetrope flag for those who identify with the medic in an apocalypse archetype or trope.

This is a remade version (simplified flag) of my previous Apocalyptic medic archetrope flag.

[ID: a rectangular flag of 7 uneven horizontal stripes, the colors go from top to bottom as dark purple, brown, light green, medium green, light green, brown, and dark purple. The stripe sizes go from top to bottom as thick, thin, medium, thin, medium, thin, and thick. There is a dark forest green colored sphere on center with two conjoined dark purple colored teardrops (one is filled in and the second only has the outline) with roots coming from the bottom of them and connecting to a smaller circle around it./end ID]

Taglist # @radiomogai @obscurian @kin-flags @rwuffles @smilepilled (feel free to ignore.)

[wednesday-fanatic]

I Will Always Protect You [H. Haddock]

Note: Sapphire is a blur night fury also known as a moon fury. She is a sapphire blue with silver eyes. She has the same body shape as a light fury, but has the tailfin of a night fury. She is also slightly smaller than Toothless and can fly faster than him. And this one is about Artemis, she can turn into any fury, whether it be a night fury, a light fury, a moon fury, or even a sun fury.

Warnings:

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Artemis' P.O.V:

I had stayed back on Berk when the other riders left to find the chief and Hiccup. Hiccup has been my best friend since we were little, so when the chief left to find Hiccup, he left me in charge of Berk.

I jumped when I heard a mighty roar. I ran outside of my hut and jumped on Sapphire. We flew to the center of the village and I gasped when I seen everything. Blue ice was everywhere, it covered homes, vikings, and dragons. I looked around to find the culprit and seen a big grey bewilderbeast.

I started to get mad when I seen Drago, my old enemy before I came to Berk, on Toothless's back. I growled at the sight and then snickered slightly when I seen Hiccup on a baby dragon flying up to Toothless and Drago.

Hiccup was able to get Toothless out of his trance and flip Drago off his back. Toothless started to fall and Hiccup jumped after him. Just before they hit the water, they flew up into the sky. I flew up next to them and asked Hiccup what his plan was.

"Your plan is to take out Drago and save the bewilderbeast?" I questioned.

"Yep." He said and flew off, ripping a peice of a flag and putting it over Toothless's eyes.

'Oh my Thor, he is going to get himself killed.' I thought following him from a distance so Drago wouldn't see me.

My eyes widened and I gasped when I seen Drago command the bewilderbeast to shoot Hiccup. I jumped off of Sapphire and landed infront of Hiccup. I braced myself for the cold of the ice but it never came. I opened my eyes and seen Toothless in front of me. I placed my hand on his head and he moved to cover Hiccup.

He started to turn blue down his spine and on his head. I pulled my hand away and started to shift. The force of my body growing bigger shattered the ice. Me and Toothless roared at Drago and his bewilderbeast, then jumped to the top of a ledge.

Toothless went to shoot at the bewilderbeast and I roared knocking the other dragons out of their trance. Hiccup climbed up the ledge and sat on Toothless's saddle.

All the other dragons flew over behind me. Hiccup, and Toothless. They started firing at the bewilderbeast and Toothless growled stopping them. Me and Toothless looked at each other and came to an agreement.

We looked back at the bewilderbeast and we fired our blasts conjoined and hit its tusk. The tusk fell to the ground and we roared in victory. The bewilderbeast sunk back into the ocean taking Drago with it.

Toothless and I jumped off the ledge and landed. I turned to look at myself in the reflective surface of the ice and was surprised to see myself glowing like Toothless.

I was a night fury with red eyes, and where Toothless was glowing blue I was glowing a dark, almost black, red. While I was staring at myself in the ice, I hadn't noticed Hiccup come up behind me.

"Thank you." He said.

I shifted back, shocking him.

"Your welcome." I smiled.

"Artemis. Your a shifter?" He asked.

"Yep. Hey, where's your dad?" I asked.

"H-hes gone." Hiccup stuttered, tears welling in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry." I said, hugging him.

"Oh, Hiccup. Is this the girl you were telling me about?" Asked a woman who looked a whole lot like Hiccup.

"Yeah. Artemis, this is my mom. Mom, this is Artemis." Hiccup introduced.

"Nice to meet you ma'am." I said.

"Bo need for formalities. Call me Valka." She smiled.

"Ok then, Valka." I responded.

As she walked away I whispered to Hiccup, "You finally found her."

"Yep." He responded.

I hit the caliber for his suit and the fin popped out on his back. I started laughing as he mocked me.

"Come here." He said, and grabbed my waist pulling me into him.

My eyes widened and then shut tightly as he kissed my lips. I had always wanted to kiss him, ever since we were fifteen.

"I've wanted to do that since we were fifteen." He whispered against my lips.

"Me too." I replied, and kissed him again.

Our kiss was interrupted by Gothi tapping his shoulder. He kneeled down and she drew the chief symbol on his forehead.

"The chief has come home!!" Yelled Gobber as Toothless roared.

Vikings and dragons alike bowed to the new chief and alpha. I smiled as Toothless started to lick Hiccup.

"Ahh, you know that doesn't wash out!!" Yelled Hiccup, flinging the saliva at Toothless.

I started to walk back home when Hiccup stopped me.

"Why did you jump infront of me when the bewilderbeast fired?" He asked.

"Because, like I told you years ago. I will always protect you." I replied.

"Well, I'll always protect you too." He said, and kissed me again.

"I love you Hiccup." I said, against his lips.

"I love you too, Artemis." He responded, his lips finding mine again.

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just a little somethin' i wrote about the current spirit of america (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

"One nation,"

Their synced lips tethered a high-strung carol, conjoined syllables panging against each diameter of the brick building. Wooden desks propped up to the waist of each youth, tomes of the wine-hued past seeping through each page sprawled wide. Their glare—what once had been rapiers—jabbing the prized flag.

"under god,"

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion. Their right clamped fists dug into their chest, freedom chiming between every crack, wisping beyond their grasp.

"indivisible,"

The cerulean pattern painted its gaze among the fabric of the flag—separately squared from the cerise. Green had yet to be tinged along the stripes of white, although, viridescent ink-stained palms grazed its stars, traces swiftly dwindling clenches.

"with liberty and justice for all."

A conclusion wrapping their chant, the mentor took to a pivot and continued her outreached arm to plant scarlet paper-notes along each ligneous tabletop. Knocks stemming from a peer resounded from outside the armored door as they awaited the lock be unlatched.