#hail and well met my dudes

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Just had a human walk in on me scurrying about their kitchen in an act of whimsical mischief. Almost got stepped on 😬

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She tugging on my fishing rod till my hat fall off. Is that anything?

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Just watched a DruidTube video of an absolute nutter who decided to ride on the back of a cat and lived to tell the tale! So scary I nearly dropped my secateurs in the pond!

🎣 whats-your-angler

Seriously you guys need to check this dudes channel out. He does a series where he hides on humans' bookshelves and watches what they do all day! One of the best small druidtubers out there. https://www.DruidTube.gnom/tttony95

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Anyone else think trees are really pretty?

🧝‍♂️ eiwin-leafstrider-deactivated20230219

Hail and well met, friend! Indeed, it is a splendid awe with which I regard the fine old boughs of the great oaks of my kingdom!!! They are great friends with me and my kin, for we treat them well and sing to them merrily! Good day to you!

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Stfu elfdditor

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[napakmahal]

Elegant like Emma D’Arcy

This may or may not be my personal love for aquiline noses and the fact I love that they chose to give Tadashi a more noticeable nose shape. 🤍

You and Tadashi we just having a well-deserved quiet night in. Finals were over and winter break had started. The seaters came out, and the books went away for four weeks. A little upsetting that San Fransokyo was not the place to go if you wanted to experience snow, all they got was rain and on occasion: hail. But the overly cold chill in the air and the light sprinkle of icey waters falling from the grey skies justified the cuddling. You were on your stomach, one leg was tossed over Tadashi’s torso with your face smushed against his chest. His laptop was resting on his nightstand, playing some crappy Christmas hallmark movie about the cliche big-city girl and flannel-wearing, small-town boy. There were so many of those with covers that looked nearly identical that neither of you could name the movie without looking at the title.

“Do you think there are really people like that?” You asked, your voice slightly mushed.

With a decent amount of vocal fry your boyfriend answered, “Like what?”

“People that would just straight up dip from their high-paying jobs and comfy lives just because they met someone.”

Shrugging as much as he could. “I’m sure of it. Plus it’s kind of romantic. No?”

“Pfft,” You scoffed. “I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure that counts as some form of self-sabotage.”

“What?” Tadashi smiled down at your head. “You wouldn’t quit a job or leave your city for me?”

“No way would you let me.”

That made them both laugh because it was true. Tadashi wanted nothing but the best for you, and leaving everything or any opportunity at all would cause a riff between you. He didn’t like the idea of being the guy that might have indirectly guilt-tripped you into not living to your full potential. Nor did he like the idea of you being miserable because you stayed or left. He is the embodiment of the scene where Jess from Gilmore Girls gets angry at Rory for dropping out of Yale.

“Why? Would you just give up everything just for me?” She raised her eyebrows up at him.

He had to think about that for a moment. Part of the reason you loved him so much was because of his dedication to the people he loved. It was his core moral that he’d carried with him for years on end. “Maybe not everything, but I’d compromise.”

It was almost hypocritical. Just the thought of you quitting or missing out on anything because of him made him want to punch a hole in the wall. Yet when it came to you or anyone else he held in high regard he made so much of an effort to make everyone happy. That’s true love by the way. Watching the happiness of someone you love and finding joy in it despite you maybe not being in the picture.

“That’s not fair.” You groaned into his chest.

The ringing and movement of his chest fluttered against the side of your head. “It is to me.”

“You suck.”

“You suck.”

“You both suck!” Hiro came crashing into the room. The dark circles under his eyes looked more like shopping bags and his skin had grown dry and cracked. He’d just finished taking a three-hour final with a written portion, a matching portion, and in an in-person experiment with stations.

“Hey dude,” Tadashi smiled at his older brother. “How’d it go?”

Instead of answering, Hiro just collapsed onto the floor and for a while, you thought he might have stopped breathing. That fear was soothed by the loud snores of a young teen boy who hadn’t gotten any proper sleep for almost two weeks straight.

“He might drop out after this.” You laughed.

Tadashi’s eyes sprung open like they were going to pop out of his head, “I don’t think so. After all, I did to get him in. No way, I’ll shoot him before he does.”

“Aww, but he’s so tired. “You fake pitied and pouted.

“He has three weeks to rest, he’ll be fine.”

For the next few minutes, the two of you went back to enjoying the heat of the other’s bodies, finding calm in the breathing noises between you two, and after a while, you’d start to tune the movie out. It’s not like it was that interesting anyway. The very generic-looking couple were having some kind of fight about her using him for some big corporation story. Didn’t make much sense and wasn’t that compelling in any way.

Out of boredom, you started drawing invisible shapes into your boyfriends skin with your fingers when you got to his neck and hear his jaw and face. Tadashi’s side profile is so beautiful, especially his nose. Tadashi had a very elegant aquiline nose, with the perfect nose bridge. It fit his face like no other.

You brought your finger up to his face and started grazing the top of his nose bridge, tracing the lines of his face. He’s ethereal.

“What are you doing, hon?” Tadashi pressed his face down and glared down trying to see his own nose.

“I’m admiring your nose.” You admitted, fully focused on the center of his face.

“I can see-er I can feel that. Why?”

You shrugged, “I don’t know. It’s just so pretty.”

“You think my nose is pretty?” He chuckled.

“Mhmm,” You hummed. “Like it suits you so well. Your nose makes you look so elegant. Like Emma D’Arcy.”

Tadashi grabbed your hand gently and pulled it away from his face. Instead, he brought your hand to his lips and started pecking kisses all over your palm, wrist, and parts of your forearms. “Thank you hun, I’m glad you find my nose so elegant.”

“You’re welcome, beautiful boy.” You craned your body forward to peck him on the lips.

Tadashi smiled down at you, “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

[not-goldy]

Hi!!

To me JK is queer. He would always be queer but to see him embody that so overtly by leaning into this queer for show practice in Kpop makes me uncomfortable 😅

He's always been the gender bending queer hailing captain of our little team here- but looking at him now it's like seeing your favorite song writer suddenly get in front of the mic. Not only are they writing, they singing too. That makes you wonder a lot.

And now I'm plagued with questions like was he always a singer? Did he always want to sing the songs he writes? Does he really love music or is he just looking to cash out?

I'm a bit confused on what you are trying to say here, and I don't want to rush to get upset over something I could be just reading wrong.

So if you could please expand on what you meant, that's be great!

Damn you slow😭😭😭😭😭😭

Here, keep up.

We talking about the way JK dresses in shoots these days right?

Notice anything different about those shoots?

Here's for context

And a myriad other moments like this I can't be care to put up here for illustration.

Question was whether or not he's copying Jimin or anyone else.

My response no.

Because A, there's a whole team behind his wardrobe and a whole visuals coordinating crew and brand sponsors and what not.

So we can't say well this is him copying anyone.

Besides, Jimin explained that their similar and complementary outfits are usually a deliberate choice by staff and he said "he knows the reason why" to suggest there was more to it.

Since JK is a SOLO ARTIST NOW, and is possibly working with a whole new crew, it's possible he's just doing WHATEVER SUITS HIM. Although these crew members may be picking out his outfit I'm pretty sure he wouldn't wear anything that didn't feel like him or that he wasn't comfortable with.

Now, my point is, it's a bit strange seeing him being so openly expressive seeing him express himself through fashion in a totally different way.

While in BTS he was assigned a role within the group and the out fit they often choose for him spoke to that identity they had carved out for him- which is to present him as the quintessential straight masculine dude( in my opinion.)

They did the opposite with Jimin, pushing this very queer very soft almost feminine image onto him. Jimin addressed it when he did a shoot some years ago and wore a simple jeans and tshirt with as less make up as possible and said it was a sharp contrast to his usual looks but he liked it because it showed his masculine side more.

With JK, every now and then he would go off script and show us a tip of his personal fashion choices iceberge.

Not saying they were coerced to look a certain way or that they didn't act all enjoy the process- please see the nuances here cos I can't explain this anymore further.

The singer writer analogy is saying as a writer- when producers put you in a box of writer that's all they expect from you. And sometimes you can sing and want to sing. And sometimes you do crave things outside the box they put you.

Thus, I think the Kook we are seeing is Kook. It's him expressing himself without regard to whatever expectations we have of him and his gender.

He could wear a heel if he wants to and that wouldn't be because he is queer, or copying anyone. It would be because he enjoys it.

METAPHOR PEOPLE.

MET TUH FOUR😩

Also, jx so you know, even if you were upset I wouldn't give a fuck😹😹😹😹😹😹

[sleepwrites]

Hi! This is kind of my first time requesting, I already red the rules so um can I request headcanons of SWK, Macaque and MK with the reader who is part of the East Sea's Dragon Clan? Or you could say the reader is somewhat Ao Guang's daughter? Would their father's reaction be on them dating? Would he aprrove?

I hope this isn't too much! ^.^

Aw its never too much dear nonnie! I used the first option since I dont have that good of a grasp on Au Guang lol. Apologies if its short this was pretty on the nose!

Macaque, MK and SWK with a s/o who’s part of the east sea dragon clan

MK

When you came to visit Mei on orders of Au Guang, to make sure that his greatx1M niece is doing alright after dealing with the samedi fire.

You were around her age and shared interests (swordplay) so he figured you’d be nice to each other.

What he didn’t know was that you also got particular close to a certain Monkie Kid.

Once MK first met you, he already though you were really cool!

Since you lived in the east sea clan most your life he and Mei loved showing you around.

It took a while for him to fall but once he did he fell HARD.

MK is a naturally affectionate person but once he realises he’s absolutely smitten with you he becomes much more touchy, not in a bad way though!

After a couple nudges from Tang and Mei you two started dating!

He loves your scales! Will kiss your cheeks to feel the scales!

My dude will be drawing you allllll the time, especially pre-dating, thats just how he pines.

You two train together! Who doesn’t love fight-flirting.

He also helped you pick a new wardrobe as your current clothes just didn’t make the cut.

Use your dragon powers during a fight or just for fun, MK will freeze bcs u look so cool.

‘Heck yeah baby! Thats MY girlfriend guys!’

Sun Wukong

You had met Wukong and the others while they were in jail, well met is a strong word, more like walked past them and gave them a weird look.

After the battle with the lady bone demon you went to see Mei, on orders of Au Guang to make sure she was alright.

Thats how you met Wukong again.

At first you two didn’t like each other much. Wukong was a bit salty because of the look you gave him in the hail cell. You thought he was a big trouble maker.

Only when you saw him interact with Mei did you see that, hey maybe he isn’t so bad at all.

For him it was the same but with MK, as long as you and the kiddies got along you were alright in his book.

Fast forward to when you two got together, Wukong made sure it was a spectacle, he is the Monkey King after all.

Expect him to be clingy af, you CANNOT tell me he isn’t touch starved even just a teeny bit.

He’ll always be grabbing your hand or something, maybe putting his head on your shoulder.

Love LOVES the way your scales feel against his fur, especially during summers and hot days.

Tries to use ‘scaly peaches’ as your nick name. Yeah he’ll just stick to peaches.

Likes watching you help MK train, is practically drooling over you.

Cheers you on during actual fights.

‘Heck yeah peaches! Kick their butts!”

Six-eared Macaque

You and Mei had become fast friends in the east sea palace, she gad even invited you to come help them in defeating lbd.

You of course accepted. After all was said and done you decided to stay with Mei for awhile, get to know the surface world.

What you didn’t expect was that you would fall for a certain shadow.

Macaque had begun by admiring you from afar, watching you through shadow portals.

You could sense that someone was watching you, so you obviously tried to attack him.

You know those slo-mo, love at first fight things, yeah thats what happened between you two.

After Mei explained their truce with Macaque, you still didn’t trust him but went along with it as Mei seemed genuine.

In no time at all you both realised you have burning crushes on eachother.

You confessed first, one day showing up at his house and saying you liked him a lot.

Thats how you two started dating.

Macaque once licked your scales after you started dating to tease you.

You got him back by grabbing his tail and twirling it around you hand.

No, you two are a POWER COUPLE. Seriously imagine a GIANT SHADOW MOKEY KAIJU and a DRAGON charging towards you.

I’d surrender by then.

He likes how well you get along with lbd’s host (she was adopted by everyone I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL-)

Less touchy then Wukong and MK, prefers quality time with you rather than physical touch.

He’ll totally add a dragon character to his shadow plays for you.

“Aw Moonlight, you wanna watch my plays?~’

[tharannas]

"Hail and well met, my dudes"

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[cataztrophi]

Ok so I know that canonically, in any sort of "first words" soulmate au Taako’s first words to Kravitz would be "hail and well met, my dude" but listen... what if.... for the goof can we just pretend?

[noodyl-blasstal]

Ocean

TAZ Bingo!!! From @taznovembercelebration

Kravitz had always been warned about pointy eared men who came out of the sea. Okay, so it wasn't stormy, and he wasn't a lone maiden, but the point still stood. Handsome men with pointy ears coming out of the sea and approaching you was a recipe for getting murdered by a horse. 

“Hotboysayswhat.” The man muttered as he approached Kravitz.

“What?” 

“Ha! I said, “Hot boy says what.”” The man winked. Kravitz felt himself flush. He definitely shouldn’t have fallen for that. Is this what the Fae were into now? They marched out of the sea to embarrass you before devouring your immortal soul? That didn’t really seem to be their vibe. Maybe this was just a handsome bloke who happened to like swimming? He certainly had to do something to keep that body the way it was. “My dude, you’re staring.” The man said, though he didn't seem upset about it.

Kravitz was, in fact, staring. “I’m not!” He lied, hard.

The man smirked. “It’s okay, may as well enjoy the front row seat to the Taako show.” The man, Taako(?) flopped down into the sand next to him, laid himself out like Burt Reynolds, and refused to break eye contact. “So, what’s your deal?”

Kravitz should definitely do some words at him. “I’m, er, I'm Kravitz?” Not those words. Was there something about not telling Themselves your name? Fuck. At least he'd sounded confused about it… Maybe the man would think Kravitz was lying.

“Hail and well met, Krav. I’m Taako.” He made no effort to change his pose or stop gazing at Kravitz. It shouldn’t be legal for this guy to wear swim shorts that small. How exactly was Kravitz supposed to concentrate on not getting never-heard-of-again-ed when those thighs were right there? He should probably stop being a sex pervert. Was this a life lesson?

“Hi Taako. Do you swim here often?” There. That was both a normal not-pervy thing to say and also a good way of asking if he was a murder horse.

“Yeah, most days. Gets a bit dicier in winter, but at least then the waves are good enough to surf.” Taako lifted his sunglasses and smiled at Kravitz. “How about you? Do you like the sea?”

“I like the sea. Well, the, er, the normal amount. You know. Wouldn’t want to live in it forever or anything.” Kravitz let's out a small, forced laugh. That made it clear. Happy to chat; not to get dragged to the bottom of the deep blue. Taako didn't seem perturbed. A Glashtyn wouldn't be happy to hear that would he? So it was fine. This was just a non-magical handsome man. That, Kraviz could work with.

They chatted easily. Kravitz relaxed back onto his bat covered towel. Taako liked cooking and surfing. He had a twin sister and lots of interesting friends and Kravitz loved hearing about them. Taako liked Mongooses, he tutored a kid who he possibly shared custody of with his entire friend group(?), and he cared about Kravitz's life too. He asked about orchestra and how much longer until Kravitz was a qualified conductor, and the hours slipped away. As the sun was beginning to set, Taako sat up suddenly. “Come watch from the sea!” He jumped to his feet and grabbed Kravitz’s hand, tugging him to his feet. Shit. This was it, wasn’t it? Taako had lulled him into a false sense of security, he’d chatted with him, and bought him an ice cream, and now he was going to murder him. Wait, fuck, he definitely wasn’t supposed to eat food from a Fae either… or was it just fae food? Maybe that story was the one about the hill? Though, he didn’t feel like he was bound to Taako or anything, Kravitz experimentally tugged his arm - maybe he could break free? Taako, caught off guard, just toppled into him.

“Oh, I was totally going to do this there, but whatever works.” Taako grinned, cupped Kravitz's chin, and leaned in. Shit. Kravitz was going to get eaten. He didn’t even get to graduate yet. He pulled back.

"Are you a Glashtyn? You have to tell me or it's entrapment!"

"Am I a fucking what now?" Taako had the gall to look confused, as if Kravitz was being unreasonable?

"You know, handsome man, turns into a horse, gets me to ride him, then drags me out to sea, and eats me right the fuck to death?" Kravitz 

Taako looked him up and down for a long moment. "Taako's not against you taking a ride."

Was he flirting right now? Kravitz was busy trying not to get murdered to death and this guy was flirting? “Just tell me if you’re a magic murder horse or not.” Kravitz said. Why was Taako avoiding the question? Pretty suspect behaviour. Maybe it was time to start running? He could probably outrun a horse if he parkoured up a wall or something? The drystone made it easier to do. Could horses climb walls?

“Krav. I’m not entirely sure why I need to say this, but I’m not a horse.” Taako looked earnest enough. Okay, Kravitz was in the clear! “Now, wanna get in the sea and make out while the sun sets?”

Kravitz nodded enthusiastically and allowed Taako to drag him into the blissfully cool surf.

[aroaessidhe]

when a book introduces a character who’s wearing a purple shirt with “hail and well met, my dude” written on it

[mojomito]

HAIL AND WELL MET, MY DUDES!

Tags: Art

Lavender Chateau: Primal, Exodus. Empyreum W20, P27th BimboHQ: Light, Twintania. Empyreum, W11, P7.

[homomenhommes]

THIS DAY IN GAY HISTORY

based on: The White Crane Institute's 'Gay Wisdom', Gay Birthdays, Gay For Today, Famous GLBT, glbt-Gay Encylopedia, Today in Gay History, Wikipedia, and more 

1965 – Boris Izaguirre Lobo, born in Caracas, is a Venezuelan-Spanish screenwriter, journalist, writer, TV host and showman.

Izaguirre wrote the scripts of some of the Venezuelan telenovelas: Rubí and La dama de Rosa. After their success in Spain, he went to live in Santiago de Compostela. In Spain, Izaguirre started to write scripts and participate in TV shows. He is considered one of the most important showmen, especially after his participation in the late night television show Crónicas Marcianas.

Izaguirre has written articles in several publications: Zero, El País Semanal, Fotogramas and Marie Claire. He was one of the presenters of the TV show Channel nº4 with Ana García-Siñeriz between 2005 and 2008, when the program was removed. He also has been host of Miss Venezuela pageant in 2009, 2010, 2012, and 2013.

In February 2006, Izaguirre married his longtime boyfriend Rubén Nogueira.

He was finalist of the Premio Planeta in 2007 with his novel Villa Diamante.

Since 2015 Izaguirre is in the panel of TV show Suelta la Sopa of Telemundo (Miami, Florida) with descriptive segments that reveal the best kept secrets of favorite soap opera stars narrated in a docudrama style.

1967 – Christian McLaughlin, born in Houlton, Maine, is a television writer, producer, and author. McLaughlin is a graduate of Radio-Television-Film at the University of Texas. He gained notoriety in his early twenties with the publication of his gay-themed novels, Glamourpuss and Sex Toys of the Gods.

He met his writing partner, Valerie Ahern, at the University of Texas, and started writing sitcom spec scripts together a year later. Together, they created and produced MTV's Emmy nominated soap opera Spyder Games (originally called Spyder Web) after being approached by Drew Tappon at MTV Series Development; they are currently working with Maverick Television to create the first all-LGBT serial, San Rafael, for MTV's new gay channel, Logo. According to Logo, San Rafael is about "the unexpected schemes and twists in the intertwined lives of a group of LGBT friends and foes living in the same apartment complex."

David Holman, then a production executive at Columbia Pictures Television, helped McLaughlin land an internship job at The Young and the Restless in 1989. His supervisor was Michael Minnis, then a script coordinator and writers' assistant. His internship included script synopsis of Y&R episodes and extras casting.

He served as a creative consultant for the 2004 Fox reality special Seriously, Dude, I'm Gay but the special was pulled from the schedule before airing following complaints from media watchdog GLAAD. McLaughlin responded to the criticism, saying, "It's unfortunate that a group as well-intentioned as GLAAD is going to set themselves up as censors and judge what other people should be allowed to air or see."

1973 – Douglas A. Martin, born in Nassawadox, Virginia, is a poet, a novelist and a short story writer. He was raised in Warner Robins, Georgia and moved to New York City in 1998. Beginning as a performance poet and dramatist, Martin then moved to the novel form, and he has concentrated most of his creative energies here since his first full-length prose work Outline of My Lover.

In 1991, when Douglas A. Martin was a senior in high school, he was so captivated by R.E.M.'s homoerotically charged video "Losing My Religion" that he told his sister, "I'm going to marry Michael Stipe." (Stipe is the frontman for R.E.M.) After high school, the obsessed adolescent went to study theater at the University of Georgia in Athens — the relatively small college town where R.E.M. hail from and still maintain residence as Athens' multi-millionaire heroes.

In "Outline of My Lover", a fictionalised autobiography, Martin, 26, writes in first person about a teenager who moves to Athens and seeks out a relationship with a luminous rock star.

"The individual in the book is based very strongly on my life and my relationship with Michael Stipe, but it's not a kiss-and-tell. I've been keeping a journal since 1992. I have over 100 journals — each one is over 200 pages. If this was a kiss-and-tell, it would be a much thicker book."

Martin's work since Outline of My Lover includes Branwell, a novel based on the life of Branwell Brontë, and They Change The Subject, a collection of stories. The Haiku Year was co-authored with Michael Stipe, Tom Gilroy, Grant Lee Phillips, and others. A volume of poetry, In the Time of Assignments was published in 2008. This work was followed by an experimental narrative, Your Body Figured (Nightboat books), which deals with aspects of the lives of the artists Balthus, Francis Bacon and his muse and model George Dyer, and the poet Hart Crane. In 2009, Martin published a third novel, Once You Go Back.

He says of himself:

"I am a man who sleeps with men. Though I have some problems with how "man" is largely defined in the common imagination. We're at a point post-Stonewall where gay means a very specific thing, queer and homosexual mean very specific things. My personal preference is Homosexual because it's romantic.

"As a writer it's incredibly liberating to approach autobiography and say, You're going back to find every most obvious homosexual cliché in your life and try to write about it in a way that feels particular and true to you.

1926 – The Captive, a melodrama about a young woman seduced by an older woman (her “shadow”), creates a sensation on Broadway for its lesbian undertones.

2012 – California becomes the first state to ban gay conversion therapy on minors to "cure" them of their homosexuality.

[ask-teamplayer]

what do you guys all think of fate?

DARIN: not gunna lie sometime it b like

DARIN: ALL HAIL OUR GREAT FOREVER LEADER

DARIN: i aint know SHIT abt communism but we livin close to it with that guy

DARIN: that cute ass guy...

DARIN: cute as in cutie but also cute ass

DARIN: hes got a really cute ass im sayin

SETH: yeah, hes really hard to like... dislike!

SETH: he just worms his way under your skin and you cant even be mad at the little guy. hes just so charming and funny!

SETH: ive known him since i was young, so i have the best word here. how can you not fall in love with him a little??? bro love i mean. you know. how can you not just wanna wrap him up in a blanket??

NAHLA: Neeeerrrrdsss.

NAHLA: He is so full of bullshit, and honestly it's kind of crazy you think he's some kind of powerful leader type! He only breaks up fights because you're weak for him. So weaakk.

NAHLA: He is fun to prank. I will give you that and that only! It's funny to see him go on his little fits! Maybe that "small people are closer to hell" thing had some truth to it! Haha.

SETH: sure, nahla...

RONIN: yeah, f's probably the reason im friends with any of you stupid fucking people. he deserves some credit for that.

VERA: Hey now

RONIN: shit. except you, v. i dont know if we wouldve met without his divine intervention but i never wouldve hated you.

RONIN: we've got a trio thing going on with the guy, if you havent noticed, anon. he just forces us introverts to talk to each other, so i guess thats one thing he succeeded on.

CORA: I swear hearing the friend group discuss Fate without him in the room is always interesting. It's like he's some kind of friendship zeitgeist. Whenever he's in the room he's the center of attention, whenever he's out of it he's the center of discussion.

CORA: Somehow, every topic of colloquy we as a group have circles around to that boy and his many complexities. I enjoy his presence and participate in many philosophical discussions with him, but I'm more interested in the impact he leaves.

CORA: Every boy I am mutually friends with never shuts the fuck up about him. Even the straightest of macho men I have spoken with who accept his identity. It's quite humorous and frustrating.

LILY: hes silly :P

CORA: That as well...

ENZO: honestly its hard to tell if some of yall are too harsh on him except nahla in which case its really fuckin obvious and you gotta learn some empathy but whatever im not your dad

ENZO: dudes a goddamn sweetie pie but also a little asshole he balances it

ENZO: like the second i get uncomfortable he descends upon me like a shark smelling blood in the water to pamper me like im a fuckin handbag dog and hand out food and reassurances and sort the shit out he literally will just not let me be anxious ever no matter the circumstances

ENZO: he brings fuckin FANNY PACKS sometimes when we re out of school like he is THAT GUY

ENZO: i dont even think he knows half of what he does to me cause he drives me crazy lmao

CORA: As I said: Never shuts the fuck up about him. Homo-erotically crazy about this boy.

CORA: It's fascinating.

ENZO: yo cora i get its like your thing but can you interrogate me about my nonexistent sexuality issues a lil less cause i can fuckin hear you and its not all that polite

ENZO: im from the south i can make jokes like i ever experienced politeness in my life bro! shut up i literally just like the guy cause hes nice im not in the mood today

FATE: Sorry, bathroom break.

FATE: What are we talking about?

ENZO: NOTHING

CORA: Don't worry your pretty little head about it.

FATE: Cool.

[mischiefs-hawk]

Hail And Well Met My Dudes turned 10 today!

How in the hell have I been on this godforsaken website for 10 years??????? That is a decade of my life???

[cryptiiids]

Hail and well met my dudes :]

I go by Vincent or Miles, whichever you prefer. They/he, 21, afro-latine, and...gay!

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[moonshadowed]

Gonna try to lay down for a while, but first I’m here to talk about T’LIA , my new Vulcan oc!

She is the daughter of Mestral and Maggie, and Jack’s baby sister.

She is half-Vulcan and half-human, but as she was raised on Earth, she has human socialization, and most often goes by the name TALIA , especially before first contact.

She was born sometime in the 1960s, and as a result grew up during the 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s (Vulcans age slower). She has all the slang and attitude of all of these eras, and is exactly as much of a disaster as you might think.

She frequently calls out and is against the superiority and condescension a lot of Vulcans have, and thinks the pursuit of logic above all else and suppression / rejection of emotion is a “load of bull.”

The first time a Vulcan other than her father did “live long and prosper” to her, she did the proper salute and said “hail and well met, my dude” while looking them dead in the eye.

[noro-noro-noro]

definitely had some kind of dream. I don't really remember it anymore so I'm just dictating this in text to speech while I drive to work. sorry if this becomes absolutely long I'll fix it later.

anyway there was definitely something before this about like some kind of underground colony or like colony in a dark area and we were pushing through to a new area? it was blue or maybe purple. that's not the part I remember well at all though so it's whatever forget about that

but I do remember was me and either two other people or five other people for a total of four no if you're a total of three or maybe six. we were in some house with no roof or something like that? it was a kind of shitty wooden shack out in the forest but I did have a fire pit with a vent that let out in another room so we wouldn't all suffocate to death on the smoke. there were also holes in the ceiling, but like not holes from rotten wood or whatever like square holes like they were meant to be there. like a square hole in the ceiling and then the square hole in the ceiling above that one so just all the way up through the house for no real reason. we tried to cover it with blankets because it started hailing. actually. the hail was while we were exploring outside I think? we found out that this took place in an extension of my mom's neighborhood because you know when my dream really need place for anything to be it's always something to do with my mom's house cuz I grew up there. and yeah we were walking around looking for stuff and then it started snowing raining and hailing ebony darkness dementia Raven Way ear your fucking heart out I guess can this bitch get over I don't want to be behind this truck can you move so I can get over oh you asshole anyway yeah it was hailing we said a fire in the fireplace, and then someone's like I don't want to sit around the fireplace, I want to sit over in the corner, and they took the fire from the fireplace and put it on the floor and I was like NOOOO you canNOT be doing that. one of the guys was the dude that I met in the airport who also played deep Rock galactic, he's probably on my mind because you're get you guessed it I play deep Rock galactic with him a couple days ago anyway that's all

[to-hold-the-line]

V; Main - takes place during or after Jedi: Survivor. Cal is 23 and a Jedi Knight. Threads that take place after the events of the game will also be tagged as v; Tanalore.

V; Fallen - Takes place toward the end of the game. Cal has fallen to the Dark Side as a result of Bode’s betrayal and the stress of constantly fighting the Empire. He is not completely evil; there are still people he holds dear and things he won’t do, but in combat, he shows no restraint or remorse. He’s become a vengeful nihilist, hellbent on slaying those who have wronged him. First Bode, then Vader, and the whole of the Galactic Empire. The only things that matter to him are ensuring that all of them burn and keeping his very few friends safe. (Side note: this AU is largely inspired by how Cartoonz played the game after Bode’s betrayal, and I thought it would be fun to actually project his rage onto Cal. 😈)

V; modern - I don’t have specifics yet, but I do know that I want a verse where Cal is just the most normal earthling dude…or at least as normal as I can write him. He has a very helpful emotional support cat named Bede (pronounced like BD), drives a motorcycle but can’t drive a car, is very involved in his local HEMA chapter and well trained in both mixed martial arts and medieval weaponry, and likes to garden in his spare time. Cal is a historian by trade, and often has to travel abroad for work. Young as he is, he has some trouble getting colleagues to take him seriously, but it doesn’t diminish his love for the job at all.

V; Wednesday - Due to shenanigans, Cal manages to crash land the Mantis not only on earth but right in the backyard of a very creepy, kooky, mysterious, spooky, and altogether hooky family, shortly after they return from dropping Wednesday off at Nevermore Academy. He survives, and while the Mantis is mostly in one piece, she’s badly damaged and in need of some major repairs before she can fly again. In true Addams fashion, Gomez and Morticia welcome him into their home and do their best to help him recover from his injuries. He very quickly insists on helping them out in return, mainly by assisting Lurch around the house or keeping Pugsley company after school. He comes with them to meet Wednesday at Nevermore for parents weekend. (Anything can happen from there, although I won’t ship Cal with underage muses. This takes place at the beginning of Jedi: Survivor, after Cal leaves Coruscant, so Cal is 23, and a Jedi Knight, and still dealing with the loss of his crew. Bode and BD-1 will probably appear as NPCs for interactions with Wednesday/Addams Family characters. Also, this is just a fun little AU that I had rolling around in my brain.)

V; pirate - Y’know I gotta do it. Cal Kestis is the youngest captain the Mantis has ever had, having just inherited the bonny ship from his newly retired captain, Greez, and now sails the Caribbean, nay, all the seven seas! Treasure is a fine goal, of course, and Cal has always been partial to searching for historical artifacts, but what his heart truly desires is adventure. He’s a lovable rogue, hailing from Ireland, and the son of a sailor and a governor’s daughter. Saltwater flows through his veins. He has a pet parrot named Beady who’s very good at fetching things. (Again, he’s 23, but he’s a little more morally questionable in this verse. Very much against the British Empire. And honestly, all empires. I’m open to plotting out crew related stuff!)

V; Royal - Cal is a prince…or rather, a former prince. He was leading a massive research effort to uncover more of his nation’s ancient past, and right when he was about to make a crucial discovery, his best friend (possibly Bode, but could be anyone. I’m open to plotting) betrayed him by calling in an ambush. Cal barely managed to escape with his life and made it back to the palace…only to find it under siege. He was soon met by a scout who delivered a message from his father: ‘Do not come back. Run. Just save yourself. Follow your stars.’ Prince Cal did just that, though it broke his heart to leave. Shedding his noble title, Cal went on the run with his familiar, Bede (BD), eventually getting to a point where he had to become a sellsword and artifact hunter in order to survive. Currently, he’s a bit more rugged, having been on the road for the past five years, and he finds it hard to trust others, but he’s still a very compassionate man, and will always do his best to help others.