#fin finks

[alyimoss]

hey was noone gonna tell me abt how similar xgaster and xpapyrus's fits are....

inchresting... inch resting indeed...

[awkward-fink]

Alpha watching If any of his family had told him that he would develop new hobbies while working in his new chosen path in the military, Fin would have probably just shrugged his shoulders and would have smiled that small half-curved smile of his. And really, finding new hobbies was to be expected. New hobbies like cooking, cleaning, running and shooting. Would be quite normal.

But Fin just doesn’t seem to be able to find a normal hobby.

No, he had found himself deeply immersed in people watching, especially Alpha Watching.

He had to do a doubletake himself when it all started, had shook his head and had even chuckled and chuffed at his newfound interest. But he could not let it go again. The intricacies of Alphas and their behavior in between themselves and then when adding Omegas or Betas or even both were fascinating for the younger Beta.

Which is why he found himself lying on a sunny spot in a grass patch on base, in an area where Omega recess and Alpha resting areas met. It was gated, but every person could still see every other person and really, if the upper brass thought that gate and the barriers were enough to protect anyone, it had to be a joke. The fence was thin, barely there and all that held the links together was rust and prayers.

Lazing in the grass like a housecat his mother had so often likened him to, Fin relaxed, prone on the grass, chin on his crossed arms. The sun was shining on his back, warming him and the other Beta who had joined him for a nap. (He thought the other had said something about his name, Sanderson or some such, but Fin could not remember it at the moment. Sue him it was the first month of training.)

And lazing there, the green grass tickling his skin, Fin continued in watching the Alphas. They were so different from one another; it made him want to take pictures of them as case studies.

The resting area of the Alphas could be described as a small sports court, basketball hoops, a goal for football, some weights, some benches, and a few other things to spend time with all on an even ground with padding. Now 8 Alphas were inhabiting the space, roaming around restlessly after a training session, their pheromones ranked up so high Fin could smell them against the wind more than 15 meters away. Or better said, he could smell some of them easier than others. The biggest group of 5 Alphas was pushing and growling in between themselves, all burly and big and, in Fins humble opinion, not smelling all natural. Their scent had the undercurrent of something chemical, something biting, hinting at enhancers or some of those designer bottles that cost more than his family earned in a year, per bottle. The group was all about show, about trying to be the most imposing, the biggest and meanest of the bunch. The more of them there were, the braver they acted. And all of them looked over to the Omega area every few minutes, perking up whenever they did, flexing muscles and showing their teeth. Only to deflate again when there was no Omega around, only the two Betas resting in the grass. And Betas were not interesting to the Alphas. Then there were the 3 other Alphas, all singled out around the space, noses scrunching as they tried to stay away from the others. They smelled deeper, spicier, more attention commanding. And they easily overpowered, overshadowed, the scents of the other Alphas, saving Fins nose from the artificial biting smell. Those were scents that seemed to call to Fin, and maybe even to Sanderson if his sleepy mumbles were anything to go by. The three were calm, collected, observant. Everything his moms had told him a good Alpha should be. Not at all like his pack-sister Fenja, he had to admit. Where she had been a whirlwind of action, of abrasive words and unprompted contact, those three were like a tamed or coerced hurricane. Able to unleash themselves in a split second but reserved for the time being until they were needed. If Fin was likened to a cat, those were all dogs. 5 street dogs geared to fight and impress and 3 herding dogs, always circling, attentive, ready.

Fin chuckled lowly at the image in his head, rolling onto his side, his eyes flicking to the three Alphas. He was not interested in the brawling circle of the others. But he was delighted about the reactions of the other three as soon as he shifted in the grass, letting a low, rolling purr rumble from the base of his throat as he does. The closest Alpha to him, an imposing figure of nearly 2 meters height and nearly the same in the shoulders alone, immediately turned their head, eyes flicking over the two Betas in silent assessment. Their arms were crossed in front of their chest, their muscles bunched for all of a fleeting moment before they relaxed again, a corner of their lips lifting in a simple smirk. Their smell, spicy just before, calmed into something more like a well-maintained fire. Fin blinks slowly at them, once, getting a rumbled chuff back that has him relaxing into the grass even more. The other two solitary Alphas, not as big and burly, but imposing nonetheless, slowly close in around the general area where the Betas rest, eyes on the two males on the ground, assessing, judging for a minute, nostrils flaring as they inhale, sifting through the smells and scents. Betas, naturally, don’t smell as ‘loud’ as Omegas or Alphas, but they do have a personal scent. They have more underlying scents, not as attention grabbing. One of the Alphas cants his head and turns away but moves his body in such a way that he is standing in between the brawling horde and the Betas, the first one joining him in a low conversation. But the third? Just under 2 meters, a barrel-like chest and muscles that tested the fabric of his shirt with warm and attentive brown eyes, he sits down at the fence, back leaning against the metal links, inhaling deeply again. He also tilts his head, gaze staying with the Betas, before he looks around. As if he is guarding the resting Betas, including them in the herd.

Interesting.

Fin smiles, burrowing halfway underneath Sanderson, but in a way that he can keep watching the Alphas. It seemed that his mother had been wrong, there were still Alphas interested in Betas, in gathering a full pack. It made his heart beat easier and his purr louder.

[marmidas]

I figured hey, there's gotta be something one can use that plasma fruit for. How about in cooking? NO.

Not Sam-certified.

[awkward-fink]

Thank you^^ I mean, anyone can have a go at Fin and Fenja. Helps me with worldbuilding^^

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[stop-highblood-hate]

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ssee your firsst misstake wass finking fat a russty would undersstand fe concept of a joke LMFAO

no but for real fatss so dumb like?? what fe fuck? you make a harmlessss (and pretty fucking funny) joke, and ssuddenly youre into cullbait porn???

imo fatss fem telling on feirsselvess more fan anyfin - if feir firsst fought is cullbait porn fen... well efery accussation iss a confessssion right

[sun13koi]

i fink they deactivated i cuz i cant fin i ]:

Awh, I’m sorry kiddo!! I’m here if you want a cg tho :3

I’m not too experienced with online care, but I’d be happy to try!

[darkurgetrash]

───  𓆩♱𓆪  ───

When Gortash first formed the cult of the Absolute, he’d somehow expected it to be more glamorous than watching drunken goblins through a scrying eye.

What he’d expected even less was to see his former lover, long-presumed dead, walking among them…

───  𓆩♱𓆪  ───

Characters: The Dark Urge / Gortash

Game: Baldur’s Gate 3

Words: 1,700

Rating: Teen+

───  𓆩♱𓆪  ───

When Gortash first formed the cult of the Absolute, he’d somehow expected it to be more glamorous than watching drunken goblins through a scrying eye.

Indeed, in his visions he’d fantasised of insidious masquerade balls, dangerous heists, and intellectual assassinations. Alas, he supposed that tasks of observation were important too. For the plan to succeed, everyone had to be playing their part, from the highest ranking ‘True Soul’ to the lowliest gnoll, and someone had to make sure it was all going accordingly.

After all, if not him, then who? That loathsome animal Orin cared more about her pitiful attempts to please Bhaal than their grand plan, and Ketheric was much too busy ruling over Moonrise Towers to worry about the proceedings of some pathetic goblin camp, so who did that leave? He alone. Besides, he was probably the only one sharp and observant enough to notice if anything went amiss.

That was the case, at least, since Mera was taken from him.

He sighed. How annoying that, even now, performing the most mundane task possible, he still thought of her. The way she’d be sitting beside him, delicately fingering her dagger while her slender feet rested on his lap. She just loved to distract him; tease him.

“What does this button do?”

“That would shut down the Steel Watch.”

“How interesting, what would you do if I pressed it right now?”

“It’s a temporary measure. I’d simply commandeer one of the Gondians to fix it.”

“Boring. What does this one do?”

“That controls the Scrying Eye.”

“I see… Hmm, how about we do a little contest to see who can get someone murdered using it first? The chosen of Bane or Bhaal?”

“That would be hard considering we can’t communicate through it, only watch.”

“Ah, but that’s part of the challenge, dearest Enver.”

She’d strategically stroke his thigh with her foot, raising higher towards his groin in hopes that he might offer a soft moan and give in to her playful, mischievous ways. Then, of course, he’d have to put her in her place, right there on the command console. His hands clasped around her pale neck, long black hair splayed behind her as she glared daggers at him through those divine, striking red eyes…

He shook his head. Pathetic. He couldn’t allow himself to lose focus like this, not when so much was at stake. Mera was in the past, probably now dead and wreaking havoc in some corner of Avernus without a single thought for her once partner-in-crime, so why should he spare one for her? Besides, he spent too many long and lonely nights staring at his balcony, wondering if she’d suddenly appear to amuse him, love him, torment him. Even if it was to assassinate him, he’d have been glad for it, just to see her again…

She’d have been delighted to hear such a shameful admission.

Gortash turned his attention back to the screen, where a red-headed goblin now stood, waving her hand in front of the eye.

“ELLO?? Dis fin broken or wot?”

He leaned forward to reach the control panel, bumping the eye into the goblin in a childish act of irritation. She jumped back, startled.

“OI! I fink dis thing ‘as lost its marbles. Whateva, come this way and I’ll introduce you to the drow.”

The goblin turned and hobbled towards Minthara, a drow noble Orin had selected to be a spokesperson for The Absolute many moons ago. She was followed by a small party, presumably a gang of adventurers who had been infected with the tadpole. Strange though - he did not recognise any of them to be True Souls, so why were they being granted such a high ranking audience?

Intrigued, Gortash watched them as they followed the goblin. He could not see the adventurers clearly due to his positioning, but he could tell that there were four - possibly two men and two women judging by stature alone. One of the men looked to be an elf with curled white hair and daggers equipped at the hip while the other was clearly a magic user, adorning a long purple robe with a quarter staff on his back. The two women were harder to analyse - being shorter and obscured from view - but they both appeared to have dark hair. This was, unfortunately, all he could discern for now.

The goblin and the drow talked together as the four of them observed. Gortash edged the eye slightly closer.

“…This mug helped me to escape. I say we stick a few holes in her, show how grateful we are!”

The goblin seemed to be referring to one of the women, who Gortash could now see was a human with loose hair hanging around her shoulders. She seemed to be the centre of the group, maybe even their leader.

“Oh dear. Your prisoner is one of the Absolute's favourites, Sazza. A True Soul…”

Minthara’s brow raised in interest as the goblin squirmed beneath her gaze. Interesting, so they were True Souls after all… Then why did he not recognise them? Was it possible they somehow slipped the system unnoticed?

“Nah. Can't be... they woz in the grove, hangin' around with the tieflins!” The goblin replied, backing away nervously.

“Undercover, no doubt. Carrying out the Absolute's will. Oh, Sazza - you have made a grave error…”

Gortash knew that this wasn’t the case; The Absolute’s will was his own, after all. Could this be the work of Ketheric or Orin behind his back? Some kind of plan to usurp him?

“… please, no! I didn’t know!…”

It was certainly a possibility. If these True Souls had found their way to Moonrise Towers, it would have been easy for Ketheric to recruit them as sole commander. But to position them in a grove filled with tieflings - what would be the point? Could there somehow be ties to Avernus at play?

“She’s telling the truth. She didn’t know.”

A shiver shot up Gortash’ spine as he heard a voice all too familiar. He stood and moved closer to the viewing screen, but the Scrying Eye was positioned too far away to clearly identify the woman that spoke.

It was surely a trick or some coincidence, but still, the woman sounded exactly like her. Like Mera.

The mere fact that this woman spoke on behalf of a lowly goblin and saved her from a deathly fate was proof enough that this wasn’t his once-partner. Mera was as blood-thirsty and cruel as she was cunning and beautiful. Not in the way her replacement Orin was - who acted like a wild dog, murdering left and right for senseless amusement alone - but in a way that was meticulous and logical enough to match his own intellect. There would have been no point in sparing a goblin, no, his lover would have remained silent as Minthara laid out her judgement, simply observing with deliciously cold calculation.

“… silence, wretch. And remember - you owe your miserable life to this one.”

The goblin ran from the scene and towards the eye, knocking into it in her clumsy escape. Gortash exhaled through his nose in frustration as the screen fuzzed and the audio crackled - all sound now unintelligible.

“Tamia!” he called out through gritted teeth. A cultist belonging to Bane rushed into the room at his call.

“My lord?”

“Send in one of the slaves to fix this at once.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Within seconds, a Gondian shuffled into the room with their head lowered, immediately beginning to fix the scrying eye. Gortash tapped his foot impatiently.

“It is fixed m-my l-lord.”

“You are dismissed.”

The gnome left just as the screen flashed back into focus and the audio returned - but now Gortash could see only Minthara, her gaze fixed on something in the distance.

He returned to his seat and slumped in defeat and annoyance. If he should ever meet this ‘Sazza’, she would face a punishment worse than death for the damage she caused - thanks to her, he would now have to contact Minthara personally to discover what transpired between she and the adventurers.

He returned his hand to the control panel and began moving towards the drow when a light indicating ‘physical altercation’ quickly flashed. Had the eye just been… poked?

He rotated the eye towards the source and…

His heart pounded heavily in his chest and long-dried tear ducts threatened to enflame. Was he even still breathing? Was time still moving? He could scarcely tell, as the world around him seemed to turn to nothing but darkness, the scrying screen a single spotlight.

For there, standing in front of the eye with a puzzled expression, was her.

“It can’t be…”

Mera.

She waved, crossed her arms, and peered deeper into the eye as if she were looking directly at him. Could she sense him there?

“… My lord?”

Gortash snapped back to reality as the cultist cautiously approached him. He realised then that he had shot up to his feet once more, lights flickering around the control panel and small alarms sounding as his fists throbbed against the deck.

He took a deep breath and calmly removed his hands from the panel, assessing the slight damage caused by his clawed glove.

“…How I detest flies.” He hissed. “You were dismissed, Tamia. Were you not?”

He heard the cultist’s breath hitch in her chest.

“My deepest apologies, my lord. I thought you had dismissed the Gondian alone, I-“

“Excuses are a waste of breath. Leave at once. Oh, and Tamia? Have a new slave come repair this and punish the previous one that let a filthy insect into my office.”

“Y-yes, my lord.”

The cultist bowed and left. The command panel still flickered and Mera still shone from the screen, her attention now turned to the elf who was glancing at the Eye with suspicion.

Mera…

No. No, it was impossible. Mera was not infected, she was not even still with the living - if she was, she’d have gone to him. Wouldn’t she have? It… it must be a shapeshifter, another trick from Orin meant to throw him off balance. So he was right, the others were plotting to wage war with him.

How foolish they were.

As the thought grazed his mind, the so-called ghost of Mera raised an electrified hand and swiped.

Then all faded to black.

───  𓆩♱𓆪  ───

[weirdmarioenemies]

"That's right! It's me, Adipose Fin. From Trout."

Adipose Fin! You're alive? You're sapient?

"Yeah, it's true. Whenever you see an adipose fin, be it on a trout, a catfish, a smelt, you name it, that's me. I've been all over. I've seen it all. What's got you down?"

Oh, Adipose Fin, it feels so hopeless. We lost our posting license, and now we can't post about obscure video game creatures anymore. But we can't talk about obscure fish parts here at the hatchery, either! It feels hopeless... useless...

"Hey, let me tell you. I know a thing or two about 'useless'. I was thought to be vestigial for a good while! And I know that this situation, it ain't hopeless. Go back there. Post what you want. Be happy."

But we can't! Not without our posting license!

"Buddy. There's no such thing. You never had one. Never needed one. This The Critic guy, I know his type. Got that golden voice, and the confidence to back it up. Guys like that can prey on your insecurities, make you believe whatever they want. But posting doesn't come from a license. It comes from inside. Always has."

Wow... so we could post right now, huh? Just like that? Thank you, Adipose Fin! Thank you so much! You've saved the blog!

"Heh, no problem. Good luck out there. Take it easy."

The power to post... I think I know just how to use it right now.

Name: The Critic

Debut: ???

Hello, The Critic. So nice of you to join us for a post. The jig is up! We know your tricks, and you can't keep us down! What do you think of that?

"I can't believe it... this can't be! You disobey The Critic? ME?! What most deplorable rat-finks! You want to know what this guy thinks?

I think it SUCKS!

AIIIIEEEEE!"

Goodbye, The Critic. Despite everything, you taught us a valuable lesson... wait, no you didn't, it was Adipose Fin that did. You just came into our house and insulted us. Rot in Hell, The Critic!

[the-feral-one]

(This marks the end of the WokiWedding event! Those with event asks can still answer them, though!

A big thanks to everyone who took part too! I'll be wanting to do this sort of thing again in the future!)

--

"Well.."

Chester went up to Peseta, clapping once to (hopefully) get the attention of the tired green coin ghost.

"..I 'ave t' say - for the first event we've been 'ost of, we did a good job of it!"

Peseta looked around at the party guests as Chester continued.

"Wo an' Oki are 'appily married now, an' the guests 'oo came to the party enjoyed it!"

He looked at Peseta, who took a few seconds to look back at him.

"I say we could 'ave a go at doin' this sorta fing again sometime! What d'you fink?"

Peseta sighed and finished their drink before responding.

"I can't really say 'no' to that, Chester." They looked from Chester to what tables remained at Loyalty Plaza. "This event isn't completely over either. Wo wants to do one more thing."

"Oh?" Chester began, raising an eyebrow. "What may that be, Peseta?"

"He wants to thank everyone. Wo just needs to gather the energy needed to deliver it first. All the emotions that he felt during this event has left him feeling quite weary."

Peseta took another drink as Chester looked at where Wo was going to be.

"I 'ope 'e doesn't pass out while 'e does it. Y'know 'e won't, but y' nevah know..!"

"Mhm." Peseta nodded, taking another drink.

--

Soon, Wo found the energy needed to speak in front of everyone.

"I must give everyone a heartfelt thank you for attending the wedding of oneself and Oki~ It has been quite an emotional experience for me and Oki, and we hope to do this again sometime!"

Oki stepped forward, putting his hands together.

"It has been so great to see so many of our friends here celebrating with us, and we hope to find time to see you all again after this event! We hope that you have good journeys back to where you reside after you leave too!"

Wo nodded.

"We won't forget this event either! I'll make sure of it too! Now, you all are free to leave whenever you wish to, and we hope to see you again soon!"

Wo and Oki retreated, going towards the pathway leading to Kitakami hall.

--

"Oh boy.."

Peseta looked at Chester, who was checking his watch.

"What is it?"

Chester put his hands on Peseta's shoulders.

"We need to get back, pronto! I need to do me rounds, and I bet th' academy's lookin' for you, mate!"

Peseta was quick to put their drink down and run off, summoning their board and holding it under their arm.

"Clavell still needs an answer to the question that he presented to me too!"

Chester looked at Peseta as they dashed away.

"I'll see you in Mesagozaaa!"

Chester looked up at the sky as the sun rose higher. He turned and summoned his own board. Before he took off, he looked back at Wo and Oki.

"Best get goin'!" He looked down at where the Kitakami border was and put on his Paldea Postal cap before speeding off.

...but he didn't get very far before he saw the sleigh.

"I forgot 'bout that." Chester climbed into it and sat with the Wyrdeer reigns in his hands. "Best get you all back 'ome too!"

The sleigh took off after Chester ordered them to use Psychic.

--

"Aww..!"

"Wawawa-wa?" ("What is it, Ogerpon?")

Ogerpon looked down at an apple she held in her 'hands'.

"We didn't give out the apples! We forgot about them!"

"D-don't worry..!" Spot said, leaning down to see Ogerpon and Pink. "W-we can still eat them..!"

"But I wanted our friends to have them too!"

Spot put a fin to her chin in thought.

"M-maybe w-we can find a-another way to g-give them to our f-friends..?"

Ogerpon nodded, giving her a more cheery look.

"Yeah!" She put the one she held into an apple crate.

Pink stood up and pointed towards where the Mossui guest house was.

"Wawawa wawa-wawa!" ("I see our dads over there!")

Ogerpon went starry-eyed and began running towards them, calling out their names. Spot and Pink watched her run off before acting quick to join her.

[sharpen-jadescythe]

Sharpen goes home, 3

Wisthera: Sharpen. It's late, mom and dad have already gone to bed. You're not really upset, are you?

Jezzca: We were just joking. Wissy and I fully support however you want to live.

Sharpen: Didn't feel like it. *sits alone, stares at the fire*

Jezzca: Aww! But we love all your adorbable himbo shennanigans!

Sharpen: Well good for you, because this is why I never come home. I'll probably leave first thing in the morning.

Wisthera: Sharpen...

Jezzca: *puppy eyes*

Wisthera: *sits down with him* I'm sorry you had to turn on Clayton like that. I'm also sorry your personal life then slipped out the way it did. And I guess I'm sorry that we had a little fun at your expense. But we were making fun of mom and dad too, for being so weird.

Jezzca: And you're never home, so we miss seeing you, messing with you!

Wisthera: I mean, I'm married, but even I visit mom and dad more than you.

Sharpen: None of this makes up for how you embarrassed me last night.

Wisthera: ...

Jezzca: ...

Jezzca: I slept with a troll.

Wisthera: You what!

Jezzca: It was Vol'jin.

Sharpen: It was not! The warchief of the Horde? Yeah, right.

Jezzca: Okay, so he claimed to be Vol'jin and that's why I slept with him. Feel better, Sharpen?

Sharpen: Weird to know about my sister. But, yes. A little. *glares at Wisthera*

Wisthera: Oh! Well, one terrible thing I did that you can totally use against me in the future is ah... Um...

Sharpen: Rogues are such finks. You can't come up with anything self-incriminating, can you? Not even for your sad little brother?

Wisthera: ... I lied once to get inside the Emerald Dream.

Jezzca: I don't get it.

Sharpen: Me neither. Can't you just go in there with the help of a druid? Or if you're clever enough? I mean Tyrande got in there once.

Wisthera: I thought it was a strip club. Because of the name. I thought the druids were all in on this big, sexy conspiracy thing. And... that went on for a whole summer. Before I got reprimanded for my behavior and thrown out.

Sharpen: Oh. My. God.

Jezzca: That legitimately happened? Whoa. I guess druids, functionally, do seem to be nude and hanging out in what sounds like a night club. Most of the time.

Sharpen: *squints* Who threw you out?

Wisthera: Malfurion himself.

Sharpen: You're lying!

Wisthera: Hey, there's a restraining order on the books till this day. Go look it up, Sharpen. I can't get within 300 feet. It's because I put a wad of goblin dollars down his loincloth.

Jezzca: Ouch! Seems legit to me. The shando doesn't seem the type to forget a thing like that.

Wisthera: *crosses her arms* I tipped him well, you'd think he'd at least be gracious!

-fin-

[alyimoss]

Yeah I'm also new to tumblr that's why I'm doing this (re: starlo dad ask a few days ago)

Also do you have starlo hcs

lmao welcome to tumblr

and yeah ig but theyre not rlly?? idk substantial?? its been a while since i was insane abt uty, ive been meaning to replay it but stuffs been getting in the way.

anyway heres a couple

i think hes a good cook. i like the thought of him teaching ceroba how to cook, too (she almost set the kitchen on fire, they yelled about it in fear, had a couple drinks, then almost set the kitchen on fire again and yelled abt it). he also is the one cooking for the rest of the feisty five more often than not (they others are mostly ok at cooking tho. ed's really good, but struggles sometimes bc his hands are too big to be able to properly use certain utensils and appliances. moray is also a pretty good cook and help ed out a lot. they make a great team. ace is alright, can definitely follow a recipe, and is really good abt finding ones the rest really like. mooch.. mooch wouldnt go hungry if she lived alone. but shes generally not allowed to cook. has a no-bake dessert everyone loves though, she makes it on holidays and special occasions and to bribe the others)

this isnt my hc but i dont remember who i first heard it from but i loooove the hc that star glows when hes flustered. i think when he first started crushing on ceroba and theyd have sleepovers, hed just start glowing at times and shed throw pillows at his face telling him to stop bc she couldnt sleep

on that note, consider the bunk bed in his room. him and orion definitely shared. and orion definitely dreaded ceroba sleeping over bc her and star would share a bed and stay up late joking around and playing and talking and whatnot and hed often have to get up and just leave to go sleep on the couch or with their parents. they got into arguments about this.

he runs warm. dont hold his hand unless you wanna get sweaty.

in the case of clover lives/dadlo, hes the last one to know that clover thinks of him as a father figure. everyone else knows, either through observation or clover accidentally calling him dad in front of them or them just admitting they think of him as their dad. star probably learns of this via ceroba or dina or one of the five or someone telling him "you know clover thinks of you as a father figure, right?" and he bluescreens about it

im not like. the biggest corn yaoi shipper ever, but i think its cute (and the name makes me laugh), and i think dalv confesses first. theyre in some fancy restaurant or something and star asks "so, what'd you call me here for?" and to that dalv responds by just blurting out that he thinks hes in love with him. and star immediately chokes on his food bad enough he needs medical attention.

so ceroba mentions in-game that living w the feisty five is a bit of a nightmare bc of the sleeping and the fact that everyone has some kinda problem that specifically makes it hard for her to fall asleep. i think star is actually pretty normal in terms of sleep. might snore lightly if hes in an uncomortable position, but overall just quiet. the rest of the five dont fare so well. ed's got it best, he just snores. loudly, but everyone other than ceroba is just kinda fine w it. moray grinds their teeth and needs to be restrained or theyll end up halfway across the room from where they fell asleep. or farther. ace sleepwalks and talks. ceroba once woke up to him eating the berries off the plant on the dresser by her bed. still asleep. mooch also grinds her teeth and "sleep steals", aka waits for everyone else to fall asleep so she can go through their stuff. star, despite being able to sleep through everything else, somehow has a 6th sense for her or something, because he very consistently wakes up to catch her red-handed and chew her out

thats all i rlly got lmao

[awkward-fink]

We're locking tf in with the ask game for your OCs again 💯 How about 🧠 💎 and ✨️ for your two sillies? :3

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name?

Actually quite a nice question. You see, I have a fascination with wildlife. So Fin, from Fink (Finch) was quite close. That OC even existed before I made up my Tumblr Name. (Which is actually a wordplay but eh.) And Fenja, is a name I have loved for years. My best friends mother nearly called her that and this name is living in my head rent free. Sometimes it is all about the sound, you know?

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

Fin is my absolute comfort character. But I do not think this is what you actually wanted to know. Fin, has scout training, and his orientation and survival skills are topnotch. IF he is on the job. Outside of it? There is a reason he is wearing two trackers. Fenja is a small Alpha woman who thinks of herself as the biggest and most imposing woman to ever exist. And then she meets her significant other and becomes the biggest hype Alpha you have ever seen. This deep derpy kind of affection, even before Love, is most wholesome.

💎 - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

Ouch. Hard one right here. I mean, there are points in time where you do think of killing of your OC's. And I have actually done that at some points, even to Fin and Fenja. But it never stuck. I would miss them too much right now. So I can not tell you if I would NEVER do it, but I have been holding onto other OC's for decades now and they never died. Does that answer your question?

[marmidas]

Sam: Just get out

[yuukimiyas]

i hope u have a pawsitively magical thursday chlobear 🐾 giving u a teeeeensie cheek kissi when reo’s looking away ehehehh ! wat’s on da agenda for u after work + shopping ? ‘s a bit of a lazy day here for mi ( air quality outside is horrendous TT so it looks like ‘m staying inside all day wawa ) so im jus gnna take da time to indulge in some self care i fink :3c ! sending u a basket full of creampuffs n’ paw shaped sugar cookiez ໒꒰ྀི⸝⸝ɞ̴̶̷ ·̮ <⸝⸝꒱ྀི১ jtm jtm jtm ! ! milles bisous pour vous 🧺🧸 MUAH !

my coco!! de tout mon cœur et de toute mon âme!! today has been an emotional roller coaster for me ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ฅ ₎ა but i just finished up my shoppin & got some cute new bathing suits!! eeep!! they’re so super adorable i can’t wait to wear them!! ꒰♡˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ ꒱ my bff & i are getting sushi rn & then we’ll probs just lay low until i go back home!! omg coco this message was just the thing i needed after a day like today & i am so so so grateful that you sent me such sweet & caring words it’s like you know when i need your precious & beautiful coco energy!! ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა Je t'aime sans fin!! mwah!! mwah!! mwah!! <33

[444namesplus]

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[littlebeanshares]

i finks my cg is goin frugh some rough times n i wansta be dere for dem but i duns know how n i wants dem to cg for me but i's scared dey dons wansta. e said e was oday wifit n dat it cawmed em down bu is still scared becus wati dey was dust sayin it bu das comparin im do her n es nofin wike her n i dons wanna compar dem to her cuz das mean ]:

i finks da bes' fing i can do is be as nice n good a widwe i cans so dey dons ge madda me or annoyed or dey see me as a burden or anover fin to deal wif

i aso dunno if e ac'ually wonstna be my cg cus i dunnos if e ment it as a one time fin n i wen backta dem n e doesn wonna cg fo me n just feews bad if dey don..

n i feew weawy bad cus i feew wike im no' doin enuf for im n im no a good enuf widwe n i dons no howda ac' awoun im n woddif im doin i wong n e ha'es mes fow it??

is just weary scare

n he says he cares n is scared cus not many people ac'ualy do n im scare' cuz dat means i did some'in wrong ]: