#eat shit pucas :) :) :)

[strawbs-screaming]

I was gonna suggest a cryptid AU were all the boxers are mythical creatures from their country of origin (Like Joe being a tatzelwurm or matagot, Aran being a puca, and Don being a oricuerno etc. Little Mac is just a human who joined the wrong boxing league.)

But now I kinda wanna hear about a Winx or general fairy type AU.

im sorry but i cant get the "she was a fairy" sound out of my head aughhhhhghgggh, fairy au hcs below

Glass joe - small fairy that keeps getting mistaked for a butterfly, guides people to safety away from danger when needed

Von Kaiser - somewhat smaller than average fairy that usually spooks kids who misbehave (not doing chores, not listening to your parents, not eating healthy)

Disco Kid - normal sized fairy that just dances around to cheer up people, has a large swarm of fireflies around him

King Hippo - normal sized fairy that brings good harvests to people who need it & steals crops from people who dont deserve it (by that i mean being generally bad)

Piston Hondo - another normal sized fairy that scares bad people into being good (people who litter, bullies, mean people) think of him as a upgraded Kaiser

Bear Hugger - normal sized fairy that will send a squirrel after you as a warning when you litter, if you keep it up he'll eventually send a entire ass bear to your doorstep, And it you somehow keep that up he turns your house into a animal sanctuary by filling it with birds, bears, meese, geese, cheese and BEEES!!

Great Tiger - somewhat smaller than average fairy that sings to warn people about the others, how bear hugger will send a bear to your house if you litter, how glass joe means no harm and how King Hippo will steal your crops if youre a dickhead

Don Flamenco - normal sized fairy that steals hearts (and names) by flirting with those out to get him, usually hides out in a tree trunk and will come out to help people get with their crush

Aran Ryan - small fairy that likes causing havoc, even being near him causes people to feel dizzy, hes that much of a problem, he'll steal your crops for fun, kidnap your livestock for shits and giggles along with chucking you in a lake if you piss him off

Soda Popinski - normal sized fairy that comes out during the winter to keep people who get lost safe, will usually guide them to their house, a shelter or somewhere warm

Bald Bull - normal sized fairy that does not want you near his territory, usually warns people by wrecking & twisting trees to the point where it looks like someone took a bite out of it, if you somehow dont back off he'll put a curse on you or make your livestock ill

Super Macho Man - normal sized fairy that appears to people who are too obsessed with their appearance and annoys them out of it by being more obsessed about his appearance to make them realize how dumb they sound, can and will steal any mirrors to look at himself

Mr Sandman - bigger than average fairy that appears to protect people who are in danger, usually putting a curse on the attacker and guiding them to safety, usually scares off the threat since hes tall as fuck

[smurphyse]

Can you tell us about your fur babies? I would specifically like to know the bet and worst traits of your kitties 🐱

Puca is my youngest and biggest at five years old and 85lbs! :) She likes to butt-bump people and does the pittie poke with her nose a lot, knocking shit off my tables like she's a cat lol. When she gets embarassed she likes to rub her face into the cushions and wiggle while we tell her how cute she is :)

Jazz is my pomsky, and my little crackhead lol. She runs around like crazy and recently hurt her paw because of it, and won't put weight on it to make it better... so she's been a tripod the last few months but we're working on her physical therapy. She likes to talk a lot and if you lay down on the ground she immediately jumps on you and lick attacks

Callie is my BEAN <3 my chunky wunky screamy girl. Her worst and best trait is that she screams if you make eye contact with her lol. Her actual worst trait though is sneak attacking your hands if you are eating chips out of a bag. I now have to pour chips into a bowl to eat them because she'll launch out of nowhere and knock it out of my hand to eat my food.

Princess is the sweetest baby. She loves to cuddle and lay on top of you. She sweats in her sleep lol, and just like Callie she drools too. Princess' worst trait is if you lean over and she's on a counter, she'll jump on your back and try to snuggle while getting a piggy back ride. Her claws hurt lol. So, I only give her piggy back rides if I'm wearing a thick sweater or sweatshirt

[goldenworldsabound]

🤝 HMMMMM- well, we got ol' Merry here. They're from the DRRR!! verse and he's a puca so he has some transformation abilities and fighting prowess. But mostly, he likes to kick up dirt and cause mayhem in any way he can. The only time he isn't starting shit is if he's at home, he's eating, or he's talking with someone he actually cares about (very few people). Oh! And he recently got into video games thanks to free-loading off Celty and Shinra.

@melviships Yes, Merry!!! With Yakuza Wendy today cause that’s who I’m vibing with. They definitely fight at least once. No matter the outcome, that probably earns some degree of respect from Wendy. Though, I imagine their relationship is definitely the kind where Wendy threatens Merry with bodily harm and Merry just doesn’t care/welcomes the fight and continues to cause problems regardless. But I could also see that despite the surface level fights they might have some interesting conversations. Wendy gets along well with Celty and Shinra, after all. (And maybe Merry would be intrigued by her ability/sensing that she has an ability?)

She’s also pretty into video games (especially Poke’mon) so I could imagine that’s SOME sort of bonding points if/when Merry finds out about her secret love of Poke’mon and other cutesy games that don’t fit how she presents herself at all.

[lawful-evil-novelist]

Batfam and Rogues’ Costumes for Damian’s First Halloween

Context: For his first proper Halloween, Damian got really gung-ho about dressing up so Scarecrow and Jason (who both thought it was really cute) got every rogue and Batfam member to dress up and insisted (since Damian was) that everyone pick a costume that reflected their cultural background.  A lot of rogues were hesitant but Damian holds that it was the best Halloween he ever had.

Anyway, list’s below the cut, if a rogue isn’t listed it’s because they said no when asked to dress up and no amount of begging changed their mind or I forgot about them.  Leaving this untagged but you know, have fun.

Disclaimer: This list applies to Lawfulverse interpretations of the Rogues, some of them are non-white and therefore have non-white monsters.

Damian Wayne (the originator)-A Ghoul (Ghouls are Arabic in origin, also I thought the pun was clever)

Jason Todd-El Sombrerón (a goblin creature in Mexican and Guatemalan folklore)

Jonathan Crane-The Wendigo (wendigo are an Algonquin tradition, among the tribes who believe in the wendigo are the Ojibwe)

Selina Kyle-La Llorona (La Llorona can be found in a lot of Latine nations)

Edward Nygma-Hồ Tinh (similar to the Japanese kitsune, this is a Vietnamese fox demon)

Jervis Tetch-Spriggan (Cornish fae that’s particularly mischievous)

Bane- El Coco (the bogeyman in Hispanophone nations)

Pamela Isley-Banshee (it’s Irish or Scottish and she would)

Harley Quinn-Brownie (house fae)

Joker- Far Darrig (the Irish version of a Redcap, basically a mischievous fae that wears a lot of red)

Drury Walker- Pocong (the wrapped ghost, found in Indonesian and Malaysian folklore)

Garfield Lynns-Puca (a common type of fae found in English folklore)

Basil Karlo-Aswang (Filipino creature similar to a vampire)

Cosmo Krank-Tengu (most people know what a tengu is but for those that don’t know, it’s a Japanese bird demon)

Viktor Zsasz-Vypr/Upyr (a Slavic variation on the vampire, 95% cooler than the modern vampire)

Oswald Cobblepot-Błudnik (a Slavic legendary creature said to live in Łużyce in Poland)

Jaina Hudson-Dokkaebi (Korean nature spirits)

Harvey Dent-Krampus (y’all know what Krampus is, Harvey knows it’s out of season and he doesn’t even celebrate Christmas, but he gives absolutely no shits)

Roxanne Sutton-Ljosalfar (Scandinavian light elves)

Music Meister-Lutin (French equivalent to a hobgoblin, akin to various house spirits)

Mr. Bloom-Yaksha (Hindi nature spirit)

Maxie Zeus-Zephyrus (Maxie literally just dressed up like a Greek wind god it’s nbd guys)

Mary Dahl-Redcap (like Mary wouldn’t dress as a goblin with a red hat on)

Mad Mod-Black Annis (a bogeyman in English folklore, basically a blue-faced hag that eats children)

Waylon Jones-Zonbi (Waylon is Haitian Creole in Lawfulverse, a zonbi is the Haitian Creole word for zombie)

William Tockman-Mullo (Romani variation on a vampire)

Roman Sionis (you know they got him to join this)-Gumiho (Korean form of the kitsune, because Roman agreed to this but not to doing anything that required more legwork than getting a gumiho mask and putting it on his face)

Lonnie Machin-Bauchan (a mischievous Scottish goblin)

Duke Thomas- Curupira (Brazilian folklore creature)

Timothy Drake-Jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampire)

Barbara Gordon-Mermaid (she wanted to, so she did)

Dick Grayson-Strigoi (did someone say more Slavic vampires?  Me, I did)

Cassandra Cain-Nu Gui (a vengeful Chinese ghost)

Stephanie Brown-Vila (a nymph in Slavic folklore)

(Bruce gave a definite “no” to this and unfortunately Kate was not in Gotham for Halloween)

[ceocu]

Arent you Celtic pagan? Wouldn't people of your religion be blessed to see or have one of those puca or whatever else?

「 ❝If you don't know Jack shit about someones religion, don't chat about it like that.❞

❝There's good and bad fae, and pùkas are notoriously bad. No, you cannot ride it, it will run around until you die and then dump your body where you got on it. If it is a smaller animal, do not engage. Do not eat overripe blackberries if there was a pùka sighted there. Black is typically the colour they will anyways be, but the good are white.❞

❝There is literally a fae that is just arms, legs and a mouth. That shit runs fast and is cannibalistic. Don't engage. It may be blind but it is not to be fucked with.❞

❝Fae is also a very broad term. Elves are fae, and so are pùkas. You can become a fae. Some gods are fae. There's a pretty blurred line between fae and spirits.❞ 」

[emthinks]

A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas

Honestly speaking, I feel like I expected too much from this book. I don’t say this to be mean. Far from it: I think it was 100% my fault. I’d just finished Empire of Storms and was desperate to get more of Sarah (especially after having binged all of the currently published ToG in like three weeks) and I’d put all my hopes and dreams onACoTaR. And while this book delivered for the most part, it’s still Book One and I’m not used to a new heroine.

Rating: 9/10

Warning: Throne of Glass spoilers up to (and including) Queen of Shadows

My notes (as condensed from my iPad)

Feyre’s family is shit. They just let her go out to hunt by herself all day and provide for them and chop wood and do all the dirty work and don’t even care about her dirty clothes or worn shoes. You gotta leave girl. They ain’t worth your time

Ooh. Warnings about faeries from mercenary. Not good

Damn Feyre. You skinned this guy’s friend. No wonder he’s pissed

Okay. Live in faerie world. Prythian. You can do that. At least you’ll survive

The Spring Court. Nice. Empty, but nice. Ish.

Hey! Lucien reminds me of Mad Eyed Moody. One eye that swivels around and all.

Okay, Feyre, you need to get one thing into your thick skull: stop trying to plead your case to Tamlin. I hate how she’s so one-track minded and so focused on getting back to her shittyass family. Yes, you made a vow to your mom, but how hard are you going to try to keep it? They’re fine. Stop asking Lucien. Stop.

Oh, are you still not listening? The puca was going to fucking devour you because you wanted to see your father. Jfc. I can’t deal with this right now, Feyre.

And then she goes and catches a Suriel to demand answers. Yay, you’re strong, but seriously, Lucien? You’re just going to let her do this?

And this is why. The gods damned naga are here.

And Tamlin had to save you. Feyre, you’re so useless

Ooh, finally, a lighthearted bit: Tamlin writing limericks to Feyre’s words. Hysterical

And then, in the middle of the night, a faerie comes stumbling in. Torn of his wings. Damn

To counteract that, the next chapter, we go on a picnic with Tamlin and Lucien. And this scene spawns my favorite quote: “He also said you like being brushed, and if I’m a clever girl I might train you with treats.”

And we also go swimming in starlight. Which is always a nice plus

And then it’s Calanmai. Fire Night. Feyre, why don’t you listen for once? There’s a reason Lucien and Tamlin insisted you lock yourself up. Yes, Mr. McHotty saved you (which I totally think is going to come into play later) but seriously. Tamlin was a fucking savage animal

The next party is the Summer Solstice. Which Feyre is apparently allowed to attend

And this just snowballs into a Tamlin/Feyre romance, mushy gooey-eyed shit

Oh wait. No more fluff. Apparently, Mr. McHotty is named Rhysand. And he’s the High Lord of the Night Court. Oh shit

And Tamlin sends her away. What. Feyre, why are you agreeing to this? Feyre, stand up for yourself. Feyre!

Feyre goes back to the mortal world. Where her family is now living in a manor and Elain and her father are happy as happy can be. But Nesta. Nesta remembers. Nesta was the worst, yet Nesta remembers. Nesta is automatically my favorite now

Thankfully, Feyre doesn’t stay long. Clare Beddor. Her family was murdered. Feyre goes back.

And learns the truth: that the blight is not so much a blight as a faerie. The general Amarantha to the King of Hybern. She’s been ruling Prythian for over forty-nine years and has subjected all the High Lords. She wants Tamlin, though, and made a bargain. For all these years, Tamlin has sent his sentries and friends out to get slaughtered by a human girl so she can then fall in love with him. Wow. Sadistic.

So Feyre goes to find this Amarantha. Because it’s all her damn fault that she didn’t say I love you.

Under the Mountain is shit. She’s given three tasks and a riddle. The tasks nearly kill her each time. (Is it just me, or is this very Harry Potter-esque?)

Lucien can’t heal her after the giant worm debacle, so she makes a bargain with Rhysand for her beloved. Thank God, because she can’t read and would’ve been severely fucked for the second task if not for Rhysand’s bond.

The third task broke me. She has to kill three faeries. She gets through one and two – barely – by holding onto the thread of hope that this was for the greater good. And to free Tamlin. And then number three is Tamlin. Because the Tamlin beside Amarantha is the Attor in disguise. Fuck.

Fortunately, Feyre figures out the riddle: Love.

Unfortunately, Feyre is fucked anyways because while Tamlin and the Spring Court are released of their bonds, in the ensuing fight, Feyre – get this – dies

She is then resurrected as Fae by the Seven High Lords. Which. Okay good, because otherwise the story can’t continue

And then they all go home. Happy ever after?

I don’t think so.

“But I gave myself again to that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.” – Feyre

The Characters:

Feyre. Feyre, I must admire. Feyre, unlike most of Sarah’s characters, is not a warrior, but she can hold her own and she will go down swinging. I think Feyre’s strongest skill set is her determination and strength, how she doesn’t back down from a challenge. Unfortunately, this admiration of mine does not stop me from continuously comparing her with Aelin. Which is bad. Because even if they are both the main characters to Sarah’s books, their situations are vastly different. First off, Feyre is a mere peasant and mortal, while Aelin is half-Fae and the rightful Queen of Terrasen. Like, their situations are so far off, and yet, sometimes, I think I forgot that. I forget that Feyre, despite knowing how to hunt, was not trained in the deadly arts of assassination and politics. I forget that Feyre does not know how to charm and scheme her way out of things. And this temporary lapse of confusion, I must admit, is especially common when Feyre was struggling or near death. I was always expecting her to suddenly come up with a plan (especially with the first task and the worm, which actually only served to reinforce that expectation) that during her second task I was wondering how she was going to do this. That’s another thing: Feyre is (basically) illiterate. And Aelin is, obviously, not. And while I love Feyre’s paintings, I kept on waiting for her to learn to read. I nearly wanted to hit her upside the head when she refused Tamlin’s offer to teach her.

Speaking of Tamlin, what do we think of him? All the members of the Spring Court wore masks for the most of the book, so we couldn’t get a good gauge on his appearances. Still, he was pretty enough and he seemed seriously nice. Like, awkwardly nice. It was adorable how Tamlin is like “you look…better than before” and Feyre is wondering if that was a compliment. Lol.

If you could read all my notes/commentary throughout the book about Rhysand, it would literally just be (in chronological order): “ooooh hottie”, “oh wait what he’s a High Lord? Damn. Like Tamlin”, “oh hell no he ain’t like Tamilin at all what a bastard”, “wait he’s fucking Aedion, whore and all. Maybe he’s actually good?”; “wait he actually is! He’s just hiding it really well. Like Aedion”; “and he has a tragic backstory too”; “he’s doing all of this for his people”; “and he actually helped Feyre”; “Rhysand is our friend!”

Alis is another character who reminds me of someone in ToG: Celaena’s servant. Philippa, I think was her name. One of my favorite quotes is for her: “Dead chickens, my sagging ass. All you needed to do was offer it a nice robe.”

Lucien was an asshole. Until he wasn’t. I don’t remember the particular moment he became my favorite character, but it definitely happened at some point. Perhaps around the same time Feyre and Tamlin kept on making gooey eyes at each other and Lucien just couldn’t stand it anymore. Granted, neither could I so I totally feel you bro. He’s like muttering to the Cauldron to spare him and saying he’s trying to eat and just being a great annoying best friend who’s cockblocking you.

Is it just me or does Amarantha remind you a hell lot of the King of Adarlan? Now here is s parallel I can draw to ToG with no regrets. Okay, a lot, but at least she’s dead in book one instead of book four. It could’ve been a lot worse. But seriously. The whole attempting to take over the continent but in reality is just doing it because of some twisted reasoning that actually kinda makes sense is so last year. Also, picking a “champion” to complete tasks is just not cool anymore.

Lucien’s fam is shit. Especially his brothers. Omg. I hate them with a passion, even before I actually met them. Lucien’s life was shit. I’m so sorry bro. And then I met them. And my opinion didn’t waver in the least. His father didn’t even really bother to make an appearance. His mother though. His mother at least tried.

“Don’t feel bad for one moment about doing what brings you joy.” – Tamlin

Questions:

So Feyre is now a Fae. A High Fae? Does that mean she has powers? Like fire like Aelin?

Because that would be super cool. Like, really badass. And while I love Feyre (and trust me: I do) I can’t really stand her being basically powerless, especially when she’s surrounded by such über-powerful people. Feyre, imo, doesn’t need others to save her ass. She shouldn’t need others. But she does because the power discrepancy is too great. So now that she isn’t a mortal, I hope to gods she can actually defend and fight for herself now.

So, um, are we ever gonna acknowledge the actual looming problem in the not-so-far distance?

The High King of the other gods damned continent wants to invade Prythian and kill all the mortals. I feel like we should get on that. Chop chop?

What was that shit that Rhysand realized just before he flew off?

Like, Sarah described it as his eyes had widened and he had looked so stunned and flew away as soon as Feyre tried to question him. Like, what? Wait. WAIT A SECOND. HOLD UP A GODDAMN SECOND. Are they…is it possible…could it really be…..they’re MATES???!!! Cuz we’ve learned from ToG that the first (few) love interests are not necessarily endgame. And. And. Oh poor Tamlin! Oh I hope this isn’t what happened but now I can’t get the idea out of my head. JFC. Tamlin better still be friends. Like Dorian and Chaol. Amicable exes and all.

“I felt as unburdened as a price of dandelion fluff, and he was that wind that stirred me about the world.” – Feyre

Hopes/Predictions for the future

Um, I don’t have much, really. We weren’t given much to work with

The King of Hybern is invading. I think? We should probably fix that.

I actually do want to see Feyre visit the Night Court to fulfill her bargain. Because we haven’t been outside the Spring Court and Tamlin is hella nice and peaceful. We need something to stop making us think all Fae (besides bitch queen Amarantha) are semi-decent

Rhysand being (more) nicer. Continuously. Rhysand being a friend! Feyre should start accumulating friends. Friends are good. Aelin has many. Then again, Aelin needs a court. Maybe Feyre will need one, too?

“Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don’t feel anything at all.” – Rhysand

[agrams]

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My first job was the worst. It was my first experience dealing with people who hated the fact they had to work, sit in the back folding clothes, and gossip about everything teens gossip about. Teased hair, bronzer, and puca shell necklaces were the thing. I didn’t get the memo. We both stuck out, but you were always the friendly one with everyone.

I have never folded a shirt, I always threw my clothes on the bed when they were clean. So every time I tried to fold at work, I felt accomplished when I got the fold right. You worked right next to me, always helped me with recovery and you, yes you, were the first person who spoke to me… Other than the girl who asked me to take her shift so she can go see Justin Timberlake in concert, she was nice too. You would ask me about bands, and music. I fell in love with those bands by the way. I would always remind you that you look like a guy from a commercial, and you would laugh about it, that made your day. And when I felt uncomfortable, you would remind me it was the job and not me.

You would always get me to warm up, by making fun of my folding… As the years grew, I’ll let you know my folding was beautiful. I would warm up and say something quite interesting about your look, I think you’re the reason why I give coworkers nicknames. It was always small talk, because it was three hour shifts, but I could have spoke to you for hours because that’s the type of person you are. The last memory I had of you was taking my phone and leaving a picture of yourself, I never erased it because you were my first friend. I left, and never looked back.

Multiple jobs later, this was my worst job. The first job was cake compared to this oversized high school place of a career. No one liked me, I mean what’s new? So I would just go to work and fold and move merchandise around for 8 hours. There was a orientation for the new people, and the trainers had to say hi to the new employees and I’m complaining “why?” “A new group of people who are going to quit, I’m not training them this time.” The trainers wait, and I hear,“ the noobs are here, let’s take a look.” I did and you caught my eye because who wears a grandpa hat all the time. So as a nice person I did my rounds and said hi to all the new people, but this new person shook my hand. I didn’t know how I felt about that, but I was in a different mindset from my first job. It annoyed me, and I walked away to keep hanging up merchandise.

Now, I became one of the people in the back, hating my job and talking about everything. The new person with the hat kept counting their bank in the back, and I knew I couldn’t scare this person out of a job or alter the opinion that they had about this shit hole, so I just kept checking back inventory and listening to music. The new kid reminds me of myself at my first job, just observing and smiling at everything. So I say, “you look like a guy from a commercial and you said I get that all the time.”

Eating a sandwich and staring at my phone filled with dramas during my lunch, the new person with the hat comes sits by me and starts chatting while opening up a cigarette box. I just wanted time alone, but I knew how it was being the new person. So I asked you what kind of music you listened to, and we loved the same bands. I stared at you and got uncomfortable with your answers. No one knew these bands, so I stared at the time knowing I was late and gave you the rest of my store bought sandwich.

The next day was repeated, but today I was excited to see you on the schedule. I decided to take a later break so we could talk again hopefully, but maybe I was just overthinking the conversation from yesterday. You were already out there, and I brought up how busy it was even though I used that as an excuse to come say hi. Later that night, you were counting your bank and I brought up the idea of hanging out, I would bring my painting supplies and we would listen to music, and your face glowed when you found a friend in me.

This new person in my life that wore the hat, lived in my old neighborhood, listened to the same exact music as me. I found a best friend, or it was just a pure coincidence. We did this everyday: meet up, paint, drink a beer, and listen to music. Your cat loved me, and she was the first cat I wasn’t allergic to even though I was so afraid of her. I really missed these moments, before the fights.

Things happen, you fall in love with your best friend. It works out for a short time, and I started to hate the fact you didn’t love me like you used to. I was jealous that you picked someone else and brought it into my home, which was my job, the only thing I had. We showed all of this to everyone who wanted to see me fail. So I left, and never looked back.

“You had history,” that what you always told me about her. It always echoes in my mind when I would see all of my old coworkers talk to you and her. I told myself, to stay away from work when I clocked in. That’s another story. You were happy, and I was figuring myself out.

I never cleaned my room because I was afraid to lose something, I already lost a lot being myself. I had to do it because I’m at a new “mind space.” Flip phone, haha who still has one? After figuring out how to use it, I scroll through pictures. Most were painful, some gave me a warm feeling, but mostly nostalgic. Then I was cut off guard by a certain picture, it was the weird funny guy from my first job but he looked like the guy from my last job, my best friend. It couldn’t be, these pictures were 10 years apart. I held my jaw in disbelief, so I messaged you. A simple question, and a few days later you answered.

It was the same person. It was you.

I fell in love with the same person, twice.