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bonefall · 1 year

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Better Bones Profile: Houndleap

"The horrifying eldritch fallen angel likes ME best because I'm hot"

[ID: The Better Bones AU version of Houndleap from Warrior Cats. He is a black-and-white tom with ginger flecks in his black parts, and a fluffy white tail tuft. His ears are burned away, and he has orange, swirly keloid scars. He also has a heart-shaped paw pad.]

Here by popular request! Holy MOLY you all jumped on the offhanded manwhore comment lmao.

Houndleap's a great example of cats who are in the Dark Forest for breaking non-violent commandments. The only thing he's killing is the gene pool, with his 6 known mates and the 16 kittens between them all. No, he wasn't in love with them all either, he just liked to play the game.

He is as close to the ideal Clan cat as one can get, and he knows it, and flaunts it. Tri-colored with beautiful ginger flecks, he fell victim to a terrible moor fire and came out with severe burns. His surviving was already a great mark of strength, but then he became even luckier when his shiny scars raised, and slightly spread from the initial injury.

Clan cats didn't have a word for keloids, they only knew it was gorgeous. As if StarClan had given him a scar that dances and shimmers.

Houndleap "abused" this gift, seeing as many cats as possible and cheating on his 'official' mate back home. In the modern era, he might have just been a very popular Honor Sire, but this was before the Queen's Rights and the Aftergathering. He was eventually caught, and after his death, he was banished to the Dark Forest for violating the Law of Loyalty on more than 5 counts.

Yes. More than 5 counts. StarClan was able to see that he had even more than 5 halfclan mates (and they're not even counting the wife he cheated on) but only 5 got pregnant.

Alignment: Dark Forest, ex-WindClan

Time Period: Skyfall Era

Relations: Too fucking many

Houndleap's addition to the Dark Forest is Lover's Beck, a twisted, romantic version of a spot in the Gorge where he used to meet with his secret lovers. It's his worst memory because he planned poorly and two of them showed up at the same time and that's how he got caught.

More trivia below!

Canon said he's solid-colored and I said no. Pretty boy.

There are several minor features in his design that will be seen in modern family lines. I won't point them out but there's 3 total (so far.)

I decided to use him as an example of nearly ideal beauty standards in BB, since I famously overhauled them from canon. He is brightly colored with complicated patterns, slightly chunky, and has a HUGE scar on the face.

Personality is slut. He just wants to flirt, man. Theme song is Mambo #5 he's just like that.

He works with Tigerstar in OotS mostly because it's not like there's anything better to do. Plus some of the trainees are hot, "hellooooo Ratscar"

When Antpelt dies, Houndleap is one of the cats who needs the most convincing to come back into the alliance. It's one thing when it's funny haha Attack And Dethrone God or whatever, but PERMAdeath??

Thankfully, Hawkfrost is a fantastic diplomat.

Generally, Houndleap is motivated by whatever's fun. He was one of the first to fall in line under Ashfur and will do basically anything if he's bored.

"We're teaching people how to kill? sure lmao. Oh we're attacking the living? Ok cool. Guard the prisoners? Not like I had plans anyway. Anyway wanna get evil dinner later, handsome <3 ?"

Likes drama, tea, stories, games, anything that brings him a little excitement really.

He can usually be counted on to join whatever silly project the group's up to this time, like catching Shrewpaw's Pheasant.

I cannot stress enough how much of a normal Crummy Dude he is. He's just some standard jerkwad guy. The Dark Forest in Better Bones contains several people like him, who might be sleazeballs or jackasses, but we would generally agree don't deserve Hell.

When canon comes up with a Houndleap backstory, I'll consider what to do with it. But for now we only know that Hound came from WindClan, which I've included.

#Better Bones AU #Better Bones character profile #BB!Houndleap #BB!Dark Forest

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cathpr · 3 years

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#spamton #spamton g spamton #spamton deltarune #deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #deltarune chapter two #deltarune spoilers #dude this was so fun to color holy moly #fuckin love drawen this bichh

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nerdgenie · 4 years

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My love for Anthony Bridgerton: A journey

A new Netflix series, lovely! I love the colors! And the setting! And the costumes!

Two brothers and a lot of sisters. Hello, exposed arse. I think I'll like this brother.

Hello your grace

Overprotective brother.

Overprotective bro is an ass but clearly he's getting some development because he's getting way to much screentime

Daphne holding on to Eloise's hand, and Eloise wanting to stay with her sister. Love the sibling energy.

Oh, friends to lovers trope. I like!

They don't know how to turn on the stove. Haha Cute. In a privileged not their fault way.

Is that the same girl he's fucking?

I don't like opera girl.

Ooh, bro is such an ass to opera girl.

"Second sons have all the fun" wait, that's not overprotective bro? Im confused.

Okay, so which brother is smoking with Eloise?

Duel!

Okay, I get it now. I think I can recognize their faces now.

I love how there's no sibling rivalry whatsoever like Anthony's (yes, I finally know his name) like you get everything if I die to Benedict (I know his name AND I CAN FINALLY TELL HIM APART FROM ANTHONY), and Benedict's totally thinking but I don't want it. Amd Colin is just... Colin.

I like how the brothers call Daphne "Daph" and Eloise "El" it's cute.

ABC trying and failing to escape Lady Danbury

ABC trying and failing to escape Mama Bridgerton's matchmaking

ABC shutting the door in Daphne's face and Daphne's ugh is peak sibling dynamics

Two brothers teasing their mama when Eloise asked where babies come from. I got confused between AB again. I know for sure one of them was Colin because Mama B said so.

I have my episodes mixed up I'm sure. I was only invested in Simon amd Daphne at this point.

All that pining and angst! That hand on her back, holy moly! He went home instead of going to opera girl! He kept the painting!

Ooh, he pulled out. That's not good.

Does he plan on pulling out until Daphne hits menopause??? What is the plan here???

Damn, I feel so bad for Daphne. Sex education is important.

That scene. Dafuq daphne.

This is feeling toxic. Kinda done with them but I also want them to be happy please be happy

Mama B snarking Anthony.

Is Benedict gay?

Oh, is he bi?

Ooh, Anthony is back with opera girl. Is this his endgame? Should I like this? I want Anthony to be happy but I'm not convinced with opera girl. Anthony's an ass, but so is she.

Anthony finally giving opera girl what she wants and including her in his world by asking her to the ball. K fine. Should be getting behind this?

She doesn't want him to take her to the ball and change her??? What about that whole speech about love in darkness not during the day or something. Isn't Anthony taking her to the ball loving her "during the day"??? Girl, what do you want???

Poor thing. He brought flowers.

Anthony and speech about love being a waste or something. I feel like season 2 will be about this dude.

I need more Bridgerton. I'll rewatch Pride and Prejudice.

I still need more Bridgerton. Friend: here, I have books 1 and 2. It's a book?????

I'l skip one since I already know Daphne amd Simon's story.

Oh, so it's not swearing off love because he got his heart broken but rather about his dad. I like it. Less bland.

With this expanded backstory told from Anthony's point of view, it's clear opera girl was an escape, a reprieve from all the pressure he puts on himself. Dude clearly needs a therapist.

Anthony and Kate are my precious babies.

Benedict and Colin books.

Anthony and Kate are still my precious babies.

Should I read Eloise? Eh, I'll just skim to all the ABC parts. Anthony talking about and missing and loving Kate.

Gregory book. I swear all the Kathony goodness in this book is too good.

Gregory's POV of Anthony is precious. I just really love Anthony.

#bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #kate sheffield

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queen-of-my-goofball-army · 3 years

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"I may not be smart enough to do everything. But I'm dumb enough to try anything." (Beast Boy, Teen Titans)

"The first goofball that stole my heart just so happened to be one that has the power to change into any animal at will." (Me.)

Holy moly, was this edit the biggest pain in my ass to make. This one has been planned since I was making the one's for comfort character month in late June. The only problem was I kept getting Teen Titans Go bullshit so I had to put it on hold until I found enough images to make my edit done right.

Growing up in California my "neighbor" (I call him my neighbor but he lived a few streets down from my apartment building) his mom immigrated from Japan. He was hella into anime, video games, and everything else that came with it. He was the first person that showed me the original Teen Titans. At first I was relatively ambivalent about the show since nothing really drew me to it. Until I saw this little green dude turn into a dinosaur right before my eyes. I thought that was the coolest thing that I had ever seen at five years old. Then he made me laugh and it was the first time that my favorite character was considered the cute goofball "baby" of the team.

From the moment that I first saw Beast Boy I knew that he was something special. I had never seen anything like him in a cartoon before. It was the first time that I had laughed at anything that I actually remember being introduced to. This was before Kim Possible, and even though I was a fan of Spongebob before this I don't remember being introduced to him he was just always there. If it wasn't for my "neighbor" I probably wouldn't have found this show until I got older.

Beast Boy is just a goofball. That's his role in the group, he's the youngest and the "party animal" but to me he's always been deeper than that. My favorite episode "The Beast Within". This episode to me was when he went from being just sort of the kid brother to actually being a valid member of the team. It's such a beautiful and tragic episode where I already had a major emotional attachment to his character. When I get emotionally invested in something I go all out. This show was instantly something that was different. I had never seen anything quite like it before then. It took it's characters and developed them to their fullest potential. It treated children like adults and was basically Avatar pre Avatar. Both shows had similar types of comedy and similar dramatic storylines for it's characters. But as a kid I was definitely a Titan fan if I had to pick one over the other. Part of that was because of Beast Boy.

Throughout most of my childhood BB was always there for me. My Teen Titans OC Keiko was the first OC that I ever made when I was nine. It was a show where every character was perfectly developed to their highest potential. Most of my classmates that were into the show made fun of me because of my love of Beast Boy. He was just labeled as "idiot" and since I was very open about my love of the character they just automatically assumed that I was an idiot. Even though I was insulted consistently it never made my love for him falter really. I continued to love him all throughout elementary school making a personality for Keiko and figuring out what her role on the team would be, what her powers would be, her relationships and so forth.

I didn't watch Teen Titans for about eight years. When I finished my first quarter of community college I decided that I wanted to buy and rewatch the show. The series itself supported me when I had my mouth surgery done for the first time. My mouth surgery was a lot of pain and struggle for me to go through. Wisdom teeth is a pita let me tell you something about that. Laughter was something critical that got me through this situation. Rewatching this show and seeing Beast Boy as a young adult I found myself loving his personality even more. He's the light in the show that is nothing but darkness just about. Most of the humor comes from him but I couldn't help but love the character continued to grow all throughout my childhood. Rewatching the show I realized that these characters were so much deeper than I had originally thought at the age of five.

I was never a huge fan of Terra, in fact as a kid I hated her. She hurt BB and even though she redeemed herself I was still a lover of BBRae. Growing up I continued to love the sunshine one x grumpy one and it changed my life.

Throughout much of my childhood I grew up hearing Greg Cipes's Beast Boy voice coming through my television. Whether it be with TT or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles when I got a bit older his voice is iconic. This is why I hate Teen Titans Go most of all. It's a waste of these actor's talent and it's a waste for these characters. To take a show that was so serious and make it all goofy all the time with bright colors and nausea inducing imagery, it felt like my childhood had slapped me in the face. I love these voice actors so much they were the voices of my childhood, especially Greg. It's been my dream to one day work with him on my own cartoon project because when I was designing Harold my hippy dragon that was the voice that came to my mind. Nobody sounds more like a beach bum than the literal voice actor beach bum on Venice Beach.

My childhood was spent watching my very first cartoon crush goofing around but also watching his character gradually develop over time. This show taught me valuable lessons about found family and learning to find your true place in the world. Even though a lot of these characters have to face constant tragedy I could always count on Beast Boy to be the light and the jokester. When he has an intense episode it's a drastic character change from his usual self. I loved those episodes with him because he always got character development. As a whole, other than Sokka to me Beast Boy was the goofball that I grew up with the most. He's my favorite character from a kids television show still to this very day. I think that he has the strongest power, the most versatile personality, and the best character arc on the show.

#teen titans #garfield logan #beast boy #favorite characters #comfort characters

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janeyseymour · 4 years

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Dessert For Breakfast

I’ve decided to continue with this little SiX/Waitress crossover, so uh, here you go??

prompt: ooo i'm so glad to see that people are liking the jane and jenna story :') i can't wait to see what you write next! what if bo gets sad at the time jane spends with the pomatters. less in a mom/daughter way (personally i see bo and jane as close friends like abby and andrea would be) but more like jane is slipping away. jane is still around and ALL the queens hangout at least once a week so it's not like anything has really changed. it's a shift in the ~vibe~ ahfkjajf if that makes sense

I’m not quite sure that my brain did what it was supposed to over even really followed the prompt all that much, but I hope you still enjoy it?

Since beginning to nanny for the Pomatter-Hunterson household, Jane had grown quite fond of the family. Oftentimes, long after the day’s work was done, the blonde hung around with the three.

Not much had changed in reality. The other five queens were usually out of the house during the times where Jane was watching Lulu. It’s just that every once in a while, the second queen would walk into the house expecting a home cooked meal to be on the table like it so often was only to be met with a silent household. The third queen would rush into the house mere minutes later apologizing profusely about how “Lu kept begging me to stay for dinner. I couldn’t say no to that sweet little face,” or “Lulu was so excited to have all of us together. I couldn’t leave right when Jim and Jenna got home.”

It’s not that Anne was jealous of the six year old. No. Even she, as petty as the green queen could be, would not be jealous of a six year old. So, the second queen let her successor have her fun. If Jane was happy, well then so be it. She could wait another thirty minutes to eat.

But more and more, the conversation with the blonde would turn into “Jenna said the funniest thing today,” or “Oh yeah! Jenna and I did this today,” and that’s what would drive Anne up a wall.

Since being reincarnated and travelling on tour together before settling at their home in New York, Anne and Jane had a special bond. It wasn’t quite like a mother-daughter dynamic as the avid fans of the show made it out to be; they were just exceptionally close friends. Regardless of who Jane was with, her mothering tendencies were bound to shine at some point; it just happened to be that she was out with her predecessor a lot.

“Oh! Jenna and I-” Jane began.

“Would you shut up about Jenna? I get it! She’s great, she’s your new best friend, blah blah blah,” Anne snapped.

“What?” Jane was visibly confused. Anne was her best friend, not Jenna.

“All you do now whenever you're here now is talking about Lulu, Jim and Jenna. What about us Jane? What about me?” The second queen asked the last question rather quietly. She was a bit embarrassed to admit she felt this way.

“Annie,” Jane sighed gently, her tone immediately getting soft. “Is that how you really feel?”

“I-” Anne threw her arms up in exasperation. “I don’t know!”

“Honey,” Jane reached out towards her friend. “Is that really how you feel?”

“It’s just that you always used to be around whenever I wanted to do something. You’re not always now. I don’t know,” Anne looked up at the blonde. “Maybe I’m just being stupid. You deserve to have other friends. I’m sorry.”

“If I made you feel that you’re not my best friend anymore, I’m really sorry Annie. You’re always going to be my number one. I can do my best to be here more again.”

“No!” Anne shook her head. “I was being selfish. I guess I just got used to having you around all the time. If Jenna and Lulu make you happy, you should hang out with them. I can go vibe on my own.”

“What if,” Jane smiled at her thought. “On Saturday, we head over to Jenna’s diner and grab some breakfast pie?”

“Dude, really? You always say I can’t have dessert for breakfast.”

“I think I can make an exception this once. Her pies are literally to die for.”

“Yes!” Anne fist pumped.

So that Saturday, the two walked down to Lulu’s Pies.

“Oh hey Jane,” Jenna smiled from behind the cash register when she saw the blonde.

“Jane!” Lulu came bouncing out from behind her mother. “Guess what! I have-” the little girl took in that Jane wasn’t by herself this time. “Oh my gosh! You’re the lady from the cafe! Thank you so much for that extra treat!”

Anne smiled. She didn’t think that her sneaking an extra treat into the young one’s bag would be remembered a month later. “Anne.” She grinned.

“I’m Lulu. This is my mama. Do you want a slice of pie? My mama makes the best pies in the whole world! Today’s special is In The Dark, Dark Chocolate pie.” Anne had to bite back a laugh. The pie’s name was so dirty, but hearing it come out of the six year old’s mouth with such innocence was adorable. “There’s also Wild, Wild Berry pie, or Mermaid Marshmallow. Or, Lulu’s Strawberry Dream pie. That one’s named after me! And guess what? I made it up!” Anne could see why Jane had grown so fond of the youngster.

“That would be awesome! Do you think you can pick the slice of pie for me?” Anne grinned.

“Yeah! But, we gotta sit down first. We can sit in my booth!” Anne was pulled by Lulu to a small booth in the back of the diner.

“Jane!” Lulu called. “Come on! We have some coloring to do! Mama even bought me new colored pencils!”

“Go on hun. I can bring over your usual. Anything special for Anne?”

“Maybe some hot chocolate?”

“You got it. I’ll be over to talk. The others have it covered for a while.”

“Can I tell you a secret?” Anne asked the little one. Lulu nodded excitedly. “Jane never lets me have sweets this early,” she stage-whispered as she saw the blonde approaching.

“She doesn’t let me either,” Lulu laughed. “Mama and Daddy don’t either. They say I gotta eat all my vegetables before I can have pie.”

“You girls are already gossiping about me?” Jane laughed good-heartedly as she sat down across the booth that Anne and Lulu were occupying.

“No!” Both girls' hands shot up in defense. The two had very similar tendencies.

“I’m just joking, loves.”

“Alrighty, I got a cup o’ Joe for Jane, and two hot chocolates.” Jenna laughed as she watched the younger girls’ eyes light up.

“Really Mama? I get to have hot chocolate this early?” Lulu asked excitedly.

“A sweet treat every once in a while doesn’t hurt babe,” Jenna pushed the drink towards her daughter. “Just be careful not to spill.”

“Jane told me you like hot chocolate?” Jenna pushed the other one towards the girl with space buns.

“Yes. Thank you,” Anne’s energy shifted with the presence of the woman she was slightly jealous of.

“No problem hun. I’m just gonna go grab the pies, and then would you mind if I joined y’all?” Jenna wandered away only to return seconds later with four slices of pie.

“So you’re Jenna.” Anne looked the brunette up and down.

“So,” Jenna sighed as she took a seat next to Jane. “You’re the one who sugared up my daughter?” She looked at Anne.

“Ma’am, I-” Anne started getting defensive.

“Love, she’s just joking,” Jane stopped the second queen before she could finish her sentence.

“No, no, I don’t mind at all. It’s not every day a broadway icon gives your daughter an extra cookie because she had good manners,” Jenna smiled. Anne relaxed slightly at this. She was still a bit weary of the brunette.“I’m sorry if I came off as rude at first.”

“It’s alright.” Anne lifted the fork up to her mouth and took a bite. The second queen’s face went from neutral to a grin in mere seconds.“Holy-”

“Anne,” Jane interrupted.

“Holy moly this is great!” Anne dove into her slice of chocolate pie. “How did you do this?”

“It’s baked from the heart,” Jenna grinned.

“No, seriously! How did you-”

“Anne! Look! I drew us!” Lulu shoved a paper in the second queen’s face.

“Wow! This is so good!” Anne complimented.

“You can have it if you want!”

“I’ll make sure it goes in a very special place in my room. Do you think you could sign it for me?”

“Yes!” Lulu wrote her name down on the paper before handing it back to Anne. “It’s not that good, but Mama says with practice, my handwriting will get a lot better!”

“You know Lu, Anne used to sign things all the time! She was on Broadway with Jane. Isn’t that cool?”

“You and Jane were on Broadway together?” Lulu looked up at her new friend with big eyes.

“Yep. Me and ol’ Janey-”

“Not old,” Jane interjected.

“Me and ol’ Janey did a show together! It was a lot of fun!”

“Not old!” Jane laughed once again.

“The show was amazing,” Jenna said earnestly. “You have a spectacular voice. I wish I had that kind of talent.”

“Thank you!” Anne let herself go. Maybe this woman isn’t so bad afterall, she thought.

“I’m serious Anne. Your voice is killer. And my husband had tears rolling down his face from laughing so hard at some of the things you said. You were amazing.”

“Thank you so much. This pie is amazing.” The green queen turned her attention to Jane. “Is this where you disappear to every Saturday morning?” Jane nodded sheepishly.

“What does she get?” Anne turned her attention to Jenna.

“She gets pie,” Lulu ratted out the blonde.

“Jane!” Anne exclaimed. “You preach all of this stuff about eating healthy and ‘no dessert’ before our meals, and you sneak off and eat pie every Saturday for breakfast?”

“No?” Jane’s voice went up an octave.

“Oh just wait until Aragon gets a load of-”

“If you don’t tell her, you can come with me,” the blonde offered.

“Annie! You should come!” Lulu jumped around.

“You’re always welcome to come hang out with us on Saturday mornings. I’ll have a nice hot cup of cocoa waiting for you,” Jenna enticed the woman.

“You got me with the hot chocolate.” Anne pointed at the brunette. “I like you. Feeding into my bad habits.”

“Let’s not make a habit of it.” Jane put her head in her hands.

“So, you got any dirt on ol’ Janey here?” Anne spoke through a mouthful of pie.

“Sometimes Jane will bring me to the diner to visit Mama, and she’ll always have a slice of whatever the special is.”

“I like you kid,” Anne chuckled. “I got one. One time I caught her in the kitchen at like 3 in the morning baking cookies for herself. I was silenced with a promise of getting half the batch.”

“One time Mama was eating ice cream out of the container! She let me have some if I didn’t tell Daddy.”

“And you did anyway.”

“He wasn’t mad Mama,” Lulu giggled.

“Not with you anyway,” Jenna muttered. “I got a stern talking to.”

The four spent the morning together laughing sharing different anecdotes about each other. Every once in a while, Jane and Jenna would make eye contact and smile.

When Jane and Anne made their way out the door, Lulu smothered them both in hugs.

“I’ll see you next week?” Lulu asked Anne expectedly.

“For sure.” The second queen hugged the small girl tightly. “Thank you for my drawings.” Anne held up the several pieces of paper Lulu had gifted her with.

“If you guys are ever up for it, I’m sure the others wouldn’t mind if you came over for dinner one night,” Jane offered.

“Oh, we wouldn’t want to impose.” Jenna waved her off.

“None of them will care,” Anne said. “Once they meet you guys, they’ll know why all Jane talks about is you guys anymore.”

“Oh?” Jenna’s eyebrows shot up. She didn’t know her family had been the talk of the house.

“All good things I promise,” Jane assured.

“Just bring a couple pies, and you’ll have their hearts,” Anne joked.

“Noted.”

With promises of returning the following weekend, Jane and Anne made their way out of the diner, bellies full- and both with a slice of Mermaid Marshmallow pie.

As they were walking, Anne admitted, “You know, I walked into that diner intending on hating Jenna.”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t though.”

“That’s good love.”

“She’s real good at baking.”

“That she is.”

“And Lulu is adorable.”

“That she is.”

“Can they come over for dinner soon? I think they’d fit in well.”

“I think they would too.”

“Hey, did you know that you and Jenna look kind of similar?”

“Oh her husband has made it known that he thinks that for a while now.”

Turns out, Jane having another friend was also a good thing for Anne: she got free pie and hot chocolate every Saturday morning now.

#six the musical #waitress the musical #six musical #waitress musical #six fanfiction #six the musical fanfiction #six the musical fanfic #six fanfic #six musical fanfic #six broadway #six us

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riverboundao3ff · 4 years

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Riverbound, Chapter 6

Your name is TYZIAS ENTYKK and you have had a long fucking six perigees.

It’s not like it was all terrible, because it wasn’t; a lot of it was actually super thrilling and dangerous enough for your matesprit to ask you, on several occasions, if you’re suicidal. You’re not, thankfully. However, your life has been, for the lack of a better term, apeshit crazy.

You are currently sitting in a loose circle with your coworkers and the jades, the alien sandwiched protectively between Stelsa and Tagora. Daraya had told you that they had two broken ribs and were severely underweight, but you’re still stunned by how frail they look. Had they been like that before they went missing? They’re strangely tangible now, like you’re truly seeing them for the first time. It haunts you.

“What’s the last thing you remember before you were kidnapped?” you ask.

The alien and Lanque exchange glances.

“I was coming back from a party Lanque invited me to,” they begin. “I was just walking down the street and… boom, next thing I know I’m up in Scratch’s mansion-dimension-hell.”

That’s what the jadeblood told you six perigees ago, but you just wanted to make sure everybody’s timelines were in order. “Right. After you disappeared, we all did a massive search party, and I’m assuming your other friends did the same. That went on for like, what, two and a half perigees? After that, I… well, we came to the conclusion that you got culled.”

They nod.

Your throat feels tight, but you continue. “Of course, we were all devastated. Nobody wanted to believe you were really gone, but… there wasn’t a trace of you left. So we decided to do the next right thing.”

“Oh boy,” Tirona mutters.

You ignore her. “Daraya and I kept in touch after you introduced us that one time. We kept coming back to what you would always tell us about making the world a better place, even if we were just talking about random shit. So eventually I was like… hey, fuck it. Let’s start a rebellion. Tegiri thinks we’re all gonna die and wants nothing to do with it, but that’s his problem. What have we got to lose?”

“Your lives,” they point out helpfully.

“True. But yeah, that’s how this whole thing got started. It took a bit of convincing, but we finally got some other people to join.”

“More like dragged us kicking and screaming into it,” Tagora mutters under his breath.

“So far we blew up a hangar full of rockets, hacked the government a few times to delete cull-on-sight lists, beat up a purpleblood, vandalised some stuff with Trizza’s face on it, uh… what else did we do, guys?”

“We organized a rescue for Outglut after a drone raid basically burned the place to the ground,” Stelsa added. Yeah, that had been one hell of a wipe. You guys had helped out a lot of survivors, but sometimes even sopor couldn’t keep away daymares of burning flesh and lifeless eyes. Saving everybody wasn’t an option, but you tried your best. That’s what was important.

“I saved a grub who was gonna be culled because he wasn’t as big as the others,” Wanshi mumbles shyly, kicking her feet against the log she was sitting on.

“Honk!” Karako adds.

“And Karako helped!”

The alien’s eyes twinkle with utter delight. “That’s amazing, Wanshi. And holy moly, dude, who blew up the hangar?”

“I think his name is Azdaja? He and his partner Konyyl absolutely destroyed the place,” Tagora explains shrewdly, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“Azdaja and Konyyl? They’re in this too?” they exclaim, getting even more excited. “Oh my God, I can’t wait to see them again. But who the frick hacked the government? That sounds pretty damn dangerous.”

Tirona clears her throat. “A mutual friend of ours is responsible for that. You knew Mallek Adalov, right?”

The goofy smile on their face falls away. “Mallek? Of course I know Mallek! How is he?”

“Hanging in there. He does his own thing, really,” Tirona says with a shrug.

“When’s the last time you saw him? Does he know I’m back?” they demand.

Lanque smirks. “Somebody’s eager, huh?”

Your friend splutters and shoots him a look like, I’ll kill you later, bitch.

“Well, I saw him a couple wipes ago, and… no. He doesn’t know anything. Should I call him?” Tirona asks helpfully, understanding dawning on her grub-round face as she and Lanque lock eyes. He nods eagerly, and the alien shrieks in protest and then clutches their side.

Tagora catches them as they faint, and together he and Stelsa carefully lay them out on the ground. Daraya’s eyes flicker between the alien and Lanque and Tirona, who are animatedly discussing whether or not they should call Mallek, like she doesn’t know whether or not to yell at them for making her beloved friend pass out from pain or join in on the fun.

You roll your eyes. Great, even more drama. “Jegus, just call Adalov and tell him his bag-of-bones flushcrush is half dead on the forest floor.”

“I thought this was supposed to be a business meeting?” Tagora snipes.

“Business can wait. I want to see where this goes,” Stelsa giggles. “Besides, they’re his friend, too. He deserves to see them again!”

In the dirt and dead leaves, the alien groans. “What…?”

“We’ll take care of everything, dear, just take deep breaths,” your matesprit promises sweetly. She pats the alien’s forehead and scooches over so Daraya can sit down with her and Tagora. Your bloodpusher warms at the sight.

Tirona’s palmhusk is cheerfully trilling, going through one, two, three cycles of that damn noise. You need to get that kid to change her ringtone, seriously.

Just when you think Adalov’s not going to answer, there’s a sharp click at the other end. “Yeah?”

“Mallek, hi!” Tirona sings. “What are you up to?”

“Re-wiring my PC so it stops overheating every time I try and play Mineclaw. Look, if you’re gonna ask me to hack anything again, it’s a hard no. I already risked my ass once so you guys could dick around in a major government server--”

“No, we don’t need you for that. Just get your blue butt down to the base of the jades’ mountain. There’s somebody I think you’d like to see,” she insists.

“I’m busy. Tell Tyzias to suck a fat one.”

“Okay, but seriously! Mallek, you need to come here, it’s important.”

“I already told you, I’m done doing stupid shit.”

“We both know that’s a lie, but okay. Please, dude, you won’t regret it--” Tirona pleads, but gets cut off by Lanque swiping the palmhusk from her hands, growling in exasperation.

“Adalov. It’s me, Lanque. Come here now. They’re back, they’re a little injured, but they’re alive and that’s what’s important. Don’t you want to see them?”

Dead silence.

Then, a low beeping as Mallek hangs up.

Lanque’s fangs glint as he grins in satisfaction. “He’s on his way.”

“You sound like you know him,” you state.

He shrugs. “Old hookup.”

“Ah.” That makes sense.

“Gimme my palmhusk back,” Tirona demands, grabbing for the device. Lanque obliges before bringing out his own and fiddling around with it. On the adjacent log, Wanshi and Karako start talking about some story they’re coming up with together.

Another groan reaches your ears, and you look down to see the alien pushing themselves up on their elbows. “Aw, crap. Did I pass out?”

“Yeah, you did. Also, Tirona and Lanque called your cerulean boyfriend. He’ll be here in a bit” Daraya explains dryly.

“You… oh, geez. He’s not my boyfriend!”

“I can help with that. Consider it your welcome-back present,” Lanque offers, smugness radiating off every pore.

“I thought you were on my side!”

“Darling, I’m on no side but my own.”

“I despise you.”

“Oh?” You almost burst out laughing when you see the bit of interest that sparks in his eyes. Good fuck, this alien had all of Thrashthrust wrapped around their little finger.

Their face burns bright red. “Not like that, you horny Onceler headass--”

Tagora tries and fails to cover both Wanshi’s, Tirona’s, and Karako’s ears at the same time. “Stop saying those things in front of the kids!”

“Gor-Gor, until somebody helps peel my injured self out of the literal dirt I’m not doing anything for anybody, okay?”

“So much for business,” Daraya huffs. You know her well enough by now to see that she’s amused by all of this. It’s in the slight narrow of her shadowed eyes, the tilt of her head.

“That’s what I just said-!”

Your fellow rebels’ bickering is abruptly cut off by the sound of a revving hoverboard engine somewhere above you. Karako yelps and slaps his hands over the sides of his head. The alien stops cussing out Lanque and looks up at the sky, pale face shining in the light of the moons. Despite Stelsa’s protests, they push themselves to their feet with a grimace. A fierce determination lights them up from within.

Could you convince them to use that strength for the rebellion?

“That was fast!” Wanshi notes cheerfully.

A lean figure blurs through the canopy and swoops down to land on the path outside of the clearing you guys are in. Any other time you’d start ragging on Adalov about him and his stupid pretentious rich-boy hoverboard, but you keep your mouth shut once you see the desperation in his wide blue eyes, and also because the little insect instinct that’s survived billions of years of evolution cringes away from the color. Only adult trolls have color in their eyes, and adults are bad news.

It’s a lot less dramatic than you thought it was going to be. Mallek steps off his hoverboard and kicks it up into his waiting left hand, opens his mouth to say something, and then his eyes fall on the alien.

Something incredibly sweet and vulnerable softens his face behind the obvious shock that makes him stiffen up like a corpse. He hardly looks like the tired, emotionless punk you had the misfortune of meeting once or twice since your mutual friend disappeared.

Mallek says their name, a perfect mixture of a question and an exclamation. The alien smiles, still holding their side, and limps over to him with their other hand reaching out to him. Something in your guts twist around when he hesitates, before slowly taking their pale, bony hand in his own, like he’s not believing what he’s seeing. You hear him inhale shakily when they finally touch.

“I was hoping we’d be able to do this a little more gracefully, but my friends are assholes,” the alien jokes feebly.

The cerulean shakes his head in disbelief. “How… how are you alive? I thought… we all thought--”

“I know. I’m so sorry.”

Out of the corner of your eye, Tirona sniffles and wipes her nose with a handkerchief. She looks like a proud lusus.

“I’ll explain everything, I promise,” the alien vows. “Wanna sit down with us? Tyzias is filling me in on everything I missed.”

Mallek opens his mouth like he’s trying to speak, but then he just nods and follows the alien back to your little friendship circle group. The poor bastard still looked like somebody had slapped the thinkpan cells from his skull.

He doesn’t get the chance to join you, though. A low hum of another engine reaches your ears, deeper than that of a hoverboard and more guttural. Lanque shoots to his feet, pointed ears sticking straight up.

“Drones!” Stelsa cries.

Your digestive tract drops down and out of your ass. No, no, no, not now! The government was getting an idea as to who you are, and once they see you and a bunch of other trolls meeting up in a fucking forest of all places-!

You’re on your feet and ready to bolt, but before you can go anywhere the alien reaches out and pulls your arm.

“Everybody hold hands!” they shout.

Tagora whips around to stare at them. “What?!”

“Just do it!”

They look deadly serious. You squeeze their wrist and wonder what your life has come to. Daraya and Lanque grab Wanshi and Karako, who grabs Tirona, who clings to Tagora, who holds on to Stelsa. Mallek grabs Stelsa, still hand-in-hand with the alien with his hoverboard tucked underneath his arm.

Three drones whiz by over your heads. Your blood turns to ice inside of you. Weirdly, the only thing you can think of is if you told Bearmom you loved her before you left.

“Okay, guys, this is gonna be weird. Brace yourselves!” The alien grits their teeth, looking like they were concentrating. Something in their strange hazel eyes flashes bright green.

One second you’re standing in a clearing in the woods, holding hands with your weird friend and some punk, and the next everything is pitch black.

Not black like a moonless night, but black like nothing you’ve ever seen before. It was the darkness of space, the endless void every living thing is subconsciously terrified of. You’d written a paper about the fear of the unknown when you were six sweeps old. It lasts for less than one beat of your bloodpusher, but it felt like an eternity in your panicked mind.

All at once the abyss goes away, and you and your group are in somebody’s messy apartment.

You and Tagora stare at each other for the time it felt like you were in the void. Tirona is holding his hand in a white-knuckled grip so intense you’re surprised somebody hasn’t broken a bone.

Wanshi is the first to speak. “Holy shit.”

“Wanshi,” Lanque hisses.

Slowly, Daraya lets go of his and Karako’s hands. “... Well. You weren’t lying about the whole space-time thing after all.”

Your alien friend snorts. “Nope.”

“We just teleported,” you realize.

“Yep.”

Mallek breaks away and sits down heavily on the loungeplank. It looks like you’re in the living room, except there’s computer parts littered everywhere.

The alien looks back at him, guilt evident in the way they hold themselves. “Um, sorry. This was the only place I could perfectly visualize for some reason.”

“... You need to be able to visualize something or somewhere to travel to it?” he asks.

“Yeah. Space-time travel is weird like that.”

He nods.

There’s another long break of silence.

This time, Lanque breaks it. “Adalov, why is there a crusty grubcake stuck to the ceiling of your kitchen?”

#hiveswap #Hiveswap Friendsim trolls #riverbound #pesterquest #c6 #jadebloods #teals #AND MALLEK #The Guardian #MSPA reader #homestuck #the guardian's friends are assholes

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darlingstarstuff · 5 years

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dream journal. 56.

[lucid dream achieved]

july 13th, 2019

holy moly. so. i found out about subliminal audios right? and i i think i found the perfect one. after a couple days of dry sleep, i listened to this subliminal six times, once before sleep, the second when i woke up early morning, and guess what happened? i remember five whole dreams, and one of this was lucid! i think i need to continue to exercise my recall however, since while i still remember these dreams, they are spotty, like distant memories. still, this is amazing!! planning to use subliminals and research them extensively now! anyway, onto the dreams.

my first dream was a little interesting and coherent. i was sitting in a hotel room with like ten other people and all of us were sitting in chairs or on two beds just watching movie in a dim room. it was a robin movie, the character from dc, in this 3d animation style that was like the lego movie, but more with action figures then lego dudes. the premise of the story was that robin didn’t want to be a side kick anymore, he wanted to be like the full fledge heroes.

so he want to the base of… archer? he looked like an archer, but was voiced by ryan reynolds, who had these statues of big name super heroes. robin would go to each one, and somehow able to shift aspects of himself to mimic these heroes, in his attempt to be better like them. but then suddenly the tv we were watching it on went haywire and flipped through channels. everyone was like ‘hey, wtf!” and i grab the remote to change it back. but the remote was acting weird too, and wouldn’t change the channel immediately. the others turned their heads angrily t me, when i finally got it to change back into the movie. i sigh in relief, someone on my left chuckles and i whisper to them and laugh too, “wow they were ready to just annihilate me there, haha.”

the second dream was short, it was just a dream about jenna marbles and her dogs- and instead of peach she got this little grey girl chihuahua instead, and she was this lumpy little baby. you can tell dogs apart simply by their barks.

the third dream was… i don’t know. weird. kinda gross but not in a body-horror way. i had a dream that my skin was peeling, maybe form sun burn? and i start to carefully peel it off like whatever, but then the dead becomes like a shell almost, hard, and i have to crack them off. but if i crack the pieces off my skin too early, the skin itself becomes red- not irritable or painful but just red, and i could see the stark difference in color between the red and the normal color of the unaffected areas. it was… really weird, i don’t know.

fourth dream was my lucid dream. it didn’t start lucid, and was set in the 1950s i believe, and i was getting out of a car with a guy that i think was supposed to be my boyfriend? idk. we were coming back from a train station. and as we were walking down the actually crowded streets of night i become lucid. i rub my hands because whenever i realize this, the dream never fails to try and destroy itself. rubbing my hands always fixes it. eventually i ditch the guy and go on my own in this house. another party. unfortunately, there is a point in this dream where i don’t think i’m fully lucid but still aware of what’s going on. like, i’m aware, but don’t have the clear enough conscious to change anything, so i’m just aware of the ebb of flow of the dream.

actually i tried to get a npc from far past to come, but- he never looked right at all, he get shifting, until he was a completely different entity all together. mega fail. i’ll try again later. i’m looking into making a servitor or something of that sort so i can practice energy and spiritwork, something simple of course. but in order to do that i have to make sure that the dream doesnt have its strings on me like it did last night. i need to remember my plans and goals of lucid dreaming.

one final dream, something with story and a little fun.

hellboy wasn’t part of an organization, he was just an alcoholic friend that was good at fighting and shooting guns. we both go to this large household, and come face to face with these albino warrior elves. we get into it a bit, thinking each other the enemy, but eventually we realize we’re actually supposed to meet and help each other with a common enemy between us, so we calm down and get to talking. apparently there’s this type of monster that’s going around kidnapping baby humans, and the elves had a device in order to lure the thing in, and all of us were gonna kill the thing. however, the device needed these crystals to be put into its mechanisms and at first we were like ‘lol okay? so do it.” so they slide the crystals in, close the hatch, activate it and… nothing happens. we’re all confused and the elves open the machine to find that the crystals were just straight up gone.

i turn to hb like “omg did you steal the crystals or something you big oaf” and he gets mock-offended and makes a point go taking off his big jacket and fwipping it up and down to show he didn’t somehow snatch the crystals. we bicker, but stop when we realize something. in the very household we were in, there were human babies in cradles. perhaps they were supposed to help in luring the monster, but when we look, the baby human has been replaced by a baby chimp, wearing a onesie and everything. everyone fucking flips and we go upstairs where we knew two other babies were being kept. we were too late. and we don’t know what happened.

#dream journal #dr entry 56 #lucid dreaming #dreaming #dreams #lucid #dream work #dreamwork

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hi babe!

my progress is going okay i don’t know if i’m a slow player or not? i’m at adventure rank 14 and i’m at the second part of the prologue (i want to marry diluc). i did find liyue yesterday and unlocked it before i went to sleep so i haven’t wandered around a lot, the story isn’t telling me to go there yet either so maybe i’ll wait for a bit. truthfully i’m feeling a bit overwhelmed haha. when i watch yt videos about it there’s so much they want you to think about so it gets a bit too much. but i’m playing it on my speed so yeah!! what about you? fuck dragonspine i have hatred for that place!!! LMAO same every time i try to go there i rage quit hard.

there’s something so super pure about dude-bro’s being soft and caring that i love. i mean it’s sad that usually those types of boys are associated with being douchey so i’m always happy when writers portray them as these gentle and caring people.

oh yeah!! remember the first few panels of bitty’s video streams. he was so little and it wasn’t even colored and to watch the progression of her art just.. wow! 🥺 always fun to see how someone grows in their craft. 🥺

skating is so scary.... you’re literally a newborn giraffe trying to wobble around. i remember being younger and being scared mostly because our teachers always said that if you fall someone could slice your fingers off. YIKES. having that pressure on you just takes away the fun of learning haha.

SWIM AND DANCE???? hello?????? that’s spectacular!!!! 😳 *puts this down as another reason why you’re the coolest person ever* did you dance ballet? 🥺 tell me all about it! and personally i haven’t been on a official team but i played a lot of football when i was younger so idk if that counts hehe.

oo? are you a night owl or an early riser usually? 😳 anyway, hopefully you get some proper rest today. take care, love m.a. <3

henlo!!

i don’t remember what the second part of the prologue is fhdskfjsd but i want to marry diluc too!! let’s become a throuple 😩 ahaha that’s fair! i didn’t really realise liyue was a whole new area so i went around unlocking all the teleporting waypoints before realising there was no story for me to complete there yet.. fjshdfkjs but going at your own pace is totally fine!! it’s such an immerse game anyway, so it’s not like you’re “wasting your time” or anything bc there’s so much to explore and see~ rn i’m AR42! the bosses are getting harder and harder whilst my characters are not improving so. i wanna just slow down and grind for a bit to get all their stats up (which honestly, there’s so much thinking to do for that you’re right. i watch vids too and people are all ‘use this set and then you get this bonus plus this passive’ and i’m just??? i pick this sword because pretty DFKJDSHFKSDHFJSDKH)

it definitely is a nice change! and samwell seems like a fun inclusive place <3 bits was so small in the beginning omg 🥺🥺 remember when there was even a gif once? the flashbacks

FHDSKDSFDSJ why would your teachers tell you that omg!! and you guys were just kids..... holy moly lmao

i did dance ballet! and i reaaaally enjoyed it. it’s just so expressive and graceful you know? and the music is really cool too so it makes you feel like a ~pro~ or something ahahha. and i really miss the costumes!! and being backstage and running around to get to places on time and dancing under the hot stage lights ahhhhh that environment 😌 i miss it sm!

by football,,, do you mean SOCCER :p but nice!! are you good at it? i have shit coordination lmao especially with my feet compared to my hands, so i haven’t played it much and when i do i suck badly

usually a night owl!! i try to sleep earlier and wake up earlier bc i feel i’m more productive that way but it’s just so easy to slip unfortunately :( esp if i stay up reading fic fhsdkfjsd. wbu?

i’ve been staying up again these past few days so i’m kinda in a perpetual state of Tired FHDKS but that’s okay!! hope you’ve been resting better ahaha. love, c.r.

#marriage anon #wowclunaanswers #long post

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