#he is VERY jaguar coded

[mrsdulac]

his glowy green eyes mean everything to me, actually.

[zan0tix]

Pleaseeee tell me more about that homescryption au

A little something between you and me and everyone else who happens to look at this post. Im working on a lineup for the four scrybes :D

Roxys design is subject to change and you guys have already seen D1rk. Jane and Jake are in progress!!! (Also D1rk and Harley are the names for dirk and jake but weve been struggling to come up with appropriately fantasical/magical names for Jane and Roxy that align with magnificus and grimora😞 Harley feels old-manish enough that it fits in well… im sure well get there but if anybody has ideas feel free to comment ✌️)

But yes i can tell you more!!! ILL PUT IT ALL UNDER THE CUT THIS POST IS GOING TO BE LONG o7

Working with cyrus repliiku to flesh it out x3 he was the one who got me into the game and im CRAZY NOW!!!!

The four alpha scrybes methods of inscribing cards are that Harley uses his magic blunderbuss and the things he shoots become cards, Roxys cards are the fantasical characters she creates in her stories, Jane will be a detective of death, uncovering how cards die and writing up a casefile in her detective agency about them (might give her a magic magnifying glass. Well see), and D1rk were trying to figure out something with Sburbs captcha card + ghost captcha system like how Po3’s cards are printed from real robots

The students/the scrybes underlings are going to be other homestuck characters or splinters!

D1rks will be the robots (aradiabot, arquius (wanted him to me more unique than just brobot + hal so he gets to be a robot) and jadebot.

Harleys will be jake-ish splinters rather than new characters. Thered be the Adventurer (prospector), the Hunter (trapper/trader), the Sailor (angler), the Ectobiologist (mycologists), and the Actor (woodcarver) and his campaigns would be more Action packed like jakes action movies type stuff hehe

Janes will be the dead trolls, nepeta, equius and feferi. Not much to say besides them being dead lol 😭

And roxys were still figuring out but nerm. Viceroy/Casey, Rose (maybe goobert but they are actually nice and kind to her) and Eridan….(lonely wizard he was banished to the shadow realm for being annoying 😁👍)

Luke Carter is going to be Calliope and Satan in the greater scheme of the daniel mullins-verse will be Caliborn/Lord English because i think itd be very funny for him to just. Be making video games and thats his evil plot. LOL and Sado would be Gamzee. (Will not expand to pony island or the hex this is just clearing up the ending of inscryption)

Kaycee would probably be Aranea but like just some normal girl. Not all that sure abt the OLD_DATA tho ??? Maybe just all the wrong doings Lord English has committed and influenced culminated into the files or the code that brought him into the universe I DUNNO.

Retconning the drawing i did when i first scribbled this AU, i believe when harley turns the other scrybes into preexisting cards d1rk would become a seagull (kingfisher replacement) roxy would become a jaguar (wolf replacement) and jane would become a jackalope (pronghorn replacement) 😁

And the way harley would be defeated would be using his blunderbuss on him with a special bullet instead of film. Po3’s decapitation fulfilled the Dirk prophecy too LOL

I think that of the gameplay/card gimmicks themselves would work basically the same but i might try and come up with more creative homestucky twists on them

Im planning on finishing the designs and making sprites and more mockup screenshots :3

I might write up or draw a comprehensive ref sheet for this au someday but for now heres what weve jotted down 👍

[itslikepullingteeth]

okay gonna make a list of the animals that inspire the appearance of each of the ghouls (starting with current band ghouls because i have been a fan for a year and a half so my grasp on the older ghouls is tenuous at best lol) in my head. they aren’t exactly 1:1 of these animals; it’s more so bits and pieces i mix to make their image.

each element in my head corresponds to specific families of animals. ghouls are humanoid, but very much not human in my hc. very predator coded (i am in love with every author who writes murder ghouls, you guys get me)

fire- reptiles, serpents, very dragon-like (cliche, sue me), these ghouls are all wicked sharp claws and fangs. they may have a laidback, leisurely air about them majority of the time, but they are ruthless hunters. capable of remaining preternaturally still until their prey comes into range, then striking quicker than the blink of an eye. some fire ghouls are capable of producing venom

earth- ungulates (especially bovine, deer, goats), large wildcats, most commonly hooved though some may have paws. thick, heavy fangs, vicious claws. these ghouls are excellent persistence hunters, they may not strike as fast as fire, but their stamina is unmatched and they never lose a scent- they will chase you down until you physically can no longer run

water- fish, marine mammals, amphibians, aquatic reptiles. these ghouls have many very sharp fangs, and their claws are barbed/serrated to keep their prey pinned while they tear out chunks with their razor sharp teeth. sleek and lean, these ghouls are made for speed, land or water. the serration is universal, whether the ghoul is more fresh- or saltwater aligned

air- birds, especially raptors and corvids, bats, insects. basically any creature capable of flight. these ghouls rely more on their claws/talons than their fangs- but don’t underestimate their bite! air ghouls can be the most aggressive of all elements. they are frighteningly light footed, you’ll never hear them coming. they can move effortlessly from treetop to treetop, rafter to rafter, dropping down like an angel of death onto their prey. air ghouls also have little care for if their prey is dispatched or not before they begin eating, they will simply dig in as you thrash and scream, pinned by their talons

quintessence- hardest to pin down, due to the unknowable nature of dark matter/quintessence they can appear with the most variation in characteristics. most commonly they’ll have ursine, canine, or feline features. quints are the most prolific hunters of ghoulkind. while many of them can end their prey with a thought, they often draw out the hunt, relishing in the fear. quints will stalk from the shadows. you’ll never know they’re coming until it’s too late. they play with your mind, slowly feeding into your fear. it’s like when horror movies use extremely low frequency sounds; you can’t hear them but you feel it- that creeping sense of dread that gets bigger and bigger the closer the killer gets, until suddenly you’re panicking and you can’t breathe and oh my god did that shadow just move? and-

mountain: red deer, lion/mountain lion, goat

rain: shark, alligator, axolotl

dew: blue-tongued skink, horned viper

swiss: (hc as a multi, every element) texas longhorn, jaguar, griffon vulture

phantom/aeon: (he’s an earth/quint hybrid to me!) jacob sheep ram, alexander archipelago wolf, vampire bat

aurora: (i hc her as an air/water hybrid) loon, jewel beetle

cumulus: barn owl, bumble bee

cirrus: raven, yellow jacket

sunny: red-tailed hawk, bearded dragon, fire ant

aether: grizzly bear, i love the idea of aeth having tusks but there’s no specific animal i feel like i draw that from it’s a hc i’ve poached lol

[hapifangurl]

this spread is very interesting. a clear nod for elbaf and maybe we can find some clues for future arc.

thanks to @kathitah for this colored spread.

we are now nearing the end of the egghead arc in the manga. brogy and dory already appeared to lead them to elbaf the last island before raftel. and probably the last road ponegliff will be there. also, the much awaited reunion of jaguar d saul and nico robin.

i know oda most of the time put clues on his cover spreads and chapters for future arcs and maybe this spread will tell us something.

notice that zoro's face is serious but it looks somber/sad. among the boys in this spread, he is the only one who is not looking happy here. his head down like he is contemplating with a frown.

I've been thinking for a while now that oda is saving zoro to have a major conflict with their captain/luffy.

their fight during whiskey peak when luffy thought zoro killed everyone without a reason (not knowing it was a setup, and the people were BW agents) was not a major clash between them. it was done for comedic purposes and there was no emotional conflict involved.

we are already done with usopp and sanji. they got their very emotional and major clash with luffy.

1st Usopp duel during water 7/enies lobby arc: the heartbreaking decision for going merry. usopp fight with luffy. usopp left the crew.

2nd Sanji duel during the zou/whole cake island arc: sanji left the crew due to his family's background and big mom threat. sanji's fight with luffy and luffy not fighting him back. still believing sanji would return to them.

the key factor why these 2 duels were so heartbreaking is due to the emotional conflict that the characters were going through.

zoro is seen as the most loyal to luffy. never betrayed him and will follow luffy to the end. and if luffy orders zoro to kill anyone, he will do it without a doubt. he is the vice captain, second in command not even once he questions luffy's action.

in one episode post-enies lobby when luffy is happy to know usopp wants to rejoin the crew, we saw a glimpse of zoro "angered" towards luffy almost confrontational. he acted as a serious vice captain/second-in-command and reminds everyone they are pirates they have a code to follow.

luffy should act as a captain and let usopp admit his mistake and say sorry before letting him back to the crew. zoro even threatens to leave the team if they accept usopp easily as if nothing happened.

just putting my tinfoil hat on.

so many things going on now in op due to gorosei, the void century reveal etc... but i have a feeling that there'll be a plot in the future that will put zoro and luffy's bond to the test. a serious conflict between them. they will get their major emotional fight. a duel like with sanji and usopp.

i dont think zoro will betray luffy but my theory is that there will be a plot that zoro will not agree to luffy's decision/action that will lead to a duel. im debating if their conflict will have zoro temporarily leave the crew just like what happened to usopp and sanji. of course that conflict will be resolved after many chapters and zoro will return to the crew.

i thought wano will be a perfect setup for zoro and luffy to have a major clash (cos you know land of samurai, zoro's lineage etc) but wano has too many moving pieces and storyline to cover so my speculation that during elbaf arc zoro and luffy will have a duel.

elbaf is very fitting if you think about it the land of the giants. land of warriors. oda is a writer and he plotted things ahead of time so luffy versus zoro on elbaf is not a far fetch theory.

🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

[tysonfurybattlepass]

Why do so many cats come in melanistic, but not all of them? I want to see an all black cheetah not just like a king cheetah which are awesome too but still.

i had to look this one up, because i honestly did not know! and the results are fascinating, to say the least.

turns out, melanism has evolved multiple different times across different genera of cats! the cop-out answer could be that cheetahs simply haven’t evolved complete melanism yet, but there are some other potential reasons to explore.

in Lucas Gonçalves da Silva’s publication simply titled Big Cats, he dedicates an entire chapter to the ecology and potential evolution of melanism in leopards and jaguars (the only big cats known to display complete melanism)

in his research, he found that the rate of melanism in both cats is around 10% of the sample groups, but there is a very strong correlation between living in dense, wet forests and the greater frequency of melanism.

in fact, melanism was completely absent from jaguar populations that lived in open floodplains areas, while the phenotype appeared at predictable rates in closed forest habitats.

so based on these trends, it seems that melanism is particularly linked to living in areas with high moisture, high temperature, and dense foliage, while being less common in open and flat terrain. it follows this trend, then, that cats like lions (and cheetahs, though they are not part of the genus being studied here), who live primarily in open grassland habitats, would probably not develop complete melanism in any significant population.

(that being said, though, servals have been known to come in all black, so these trends seem to be specific to the panthera genus, and it isn’t anything more than a hypothesis anyway.)

we still aren’t 100% sure why melanism is linked to wetter forested environments in larger species. it could be simply more advantageous in that environment, and thus naturally selected for (neutral polymorphism), but da Silva suggests that this might not be the case. rather, factors such as humidity and temperature may influence the development of the genes which code for coloring, causing the phenotype to appear more frequently.

here’s a link to the chapter about melanism in panthera, i highly recommend taking a look at it:

[thatnimrodmusician]

im back with another playlist but this time its for charles

ferrari (the neighbourhood) - i love the neighbourhood and he IS ferrari

white ferrari (frank ocean)- he owns a white ferrari

ferrari (james hype) - i had to , its so him.

charles leclerc (alexander lewis) - literally named charles leclerc

die for you (the weekend) - "even though we're going through it and if it makes you feel alone just know that i would die for you"

monaco (lagos) - price of monaco fr

strawberries and ciarettes (troye sivan) - "headlights on me racing to 60"

king of my heart (taylor swift) - because he really is king of my heart , but also "cause all the boys in their expensive cars with their range rovers and their jaguars"

shut up and drive (rhianna) - the whole song is so f1 coded

miss americana and the heartbreak prince (taylor swift) - "my team is losing, battered and bruising, i see the high fives, between the bad guys" (specifically about 2022 ferrari)

skyfall (adele) - we've all seen the sunset lap x storm lap edit

the adults are talking (the strokes) - charles actually said this was his hype up song

we are (one ok rock) - "they think we are made up of all of our failures" + "anything they say will never break our hears of gold, when you're standing on the edge, so young and hopeless, got demons in your head."

out of my system (louis tomlinson) - i actually dont have a justification for this, the vibes are just there.

life is a highway (rascal flatts) - he's literally mcqueen.

dont blame me (taylor swift) - charles is very rep/lover coded

style (taylor swift) - "you've got that james dean daydream look in your eyes"

red desert (5sos) - you cannot tell me this is NOT the ferrarixcharles song - 'what a blessing to feel your love"

gold rush (taylor swift) - "what must it be like to grow up that beautiful?"

red (taylor swift) - "loving him was red"

starboy (the weekend) - "100 on the dash keep me close to god we dont pray for love we just pray for cars" and "p1 cleaner than your church shoes"

softcore (the neighbourhood) - "i might need room or I'll break, are we too young for this?"

art deco (lana del rey) - "you want more" + "you're so art deco"

here with me (d4vd) - "i dont care how long it takes as long as I'm with you I've got a smile on my face" (this is so charles and ferrari)

nights and days (citycreed) - "summer breeze and burning trees, by the fire just you and me"

daylight (taylor) - charles is just so lover + sun of maranello

hall of fame (the script) - no explanation necessary

history (one directon) - "we can live forever "

diamonds (rhianna) - "at first sight, i felt the energy of sun rays"

ghost (justin bieber) - "i miss you more than life"

long live (taylor swift) - no explanation necessary

[five-miles-over]

Hey Author chan

Happy new year!!!

I love what you did with my request its sooo dfadjfkjskfnjg I love it and I was hoping if you can do a pt.2 to see how reader chan progressed since she took the job as well as if their relationship took off. It would be the best birthdaay gift EVER

Hi there, @omgsuperstarg ! Thank you so much for your patience, I cannot tell you how much I appreciate it. Also, I wish you a belated happy, happy birthday. I'm thinking about turning this into a series called "You're Never Leaving" in which the reader - our journalist - becomes a part of Mr.Hiddleston's dark world and his inner circle. Without any further ado, I hope you like this Part 2.

You're Never Leaving - Chapter 2

Pairing: Jaguar!Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Word Count: 4,273

Read Chapter One here

Summary: A private dinner with the enigmatic and elegant Tom Hiddleston gives you the opportunity to learn more about the CEO of Imperial Pharmaceuticals, both the good and the bad.

Warnings: Brief mentions of murder and drug overdose deaths. Also, a lot of self-indulgent fluff.

"A table for two at Circolo Poplare - apparently it's a fancy Italian restaurant in London - at six o'clock. And a cocktail dress code," you told your supervisor from the magazine you worked for. It was taking every ounce of willpower inside you to maintain a calm tone. Let's just say the past few hours had something of a mental rollercoaster for you. First, you met in person the enigmatic, ruthless business tycoon named Thomas Hiddleston. Then, you nearly lost your job and landed your magazine in a dangerous lawsuit thanks to one move of yours. You would've had everything you needed if you hadn't been caught by the Mr.Hiddleston while rifling through potentially incriminating documents regarding his company. Then, the enigmatic, dark CEO fed you threats of blacklisting you in the world of journalism before surprising you with a job offer.

Yes, a job offer from Mr. Hiddleston. Instead of moving forward with his threats about suing the very magazine that sent you to London or this interview, Mr. Hiddleston offered you a position at Imperial Pharmaceuticals. As a part of his personal PR team, you would be managing his press and speaking on his behalf to journalists. He lured you in with a perfect mixture of fear and temptation, promising you that this position would give you the upper hand against any journalist working for Forbes, the New Yorker, or any other esteemed publication. And he ended your meeting this afternoon with your signature on a one-year contract, a smug smile on his face, and his lips on your cheek. The last part isn't so important…maybe except for the way his lips felt so soft, like two cotton pillows, when they brushed against your cheek. And the scents of vanilla and champagne in his cologne, which you caught a whiff off when he came close to you…And how he momentarily cupped your arm when he boldly kissed you.

"That's more like it, darling."

God dammit, how did his voice get inside your head?! You mentally cursed yourself and loudly sighed, holding the phone close.

"You sure it's not a date?" Your supervisor teased.

"What? No…no, no no…no, no, no, no, no!" You repeated as many times as possible, pinching the bridge of your nose. "God, no. It's strictly professional…he-he just has a busy schedule."

"Cocktail dress code?"

You painfully shrugged. "Every restaurant has standards, especially this one."

"Alright." Wishing you good luck, your supervisor ended the call. Now it was you and your anxiety alone in a hotel room together.

Had this interview gone as seamlessly as you'd hoped, you'd be spending this evening in a pub with a pint of Guinness, celebrating your success at finally exposing the corrupt CEO of Imperial Pharmaceuticals as a murderer and sadist wearing a corporate veneer. You would proudly finish at least two pints, and then head to your beloved keyboard to type the story you were sure would be your big break. The one piece of journalism that would show your supervisor, your readers, your editors, and every other great magazine that you were a writer to be reckoned with, someone who would do whatever it takes to expose the truth.

But instead, at five-thirty, you were frantically fixing your hair while simultaneously using the hotel shower to steam the one nice dress you packed in your suitcase. It was more on the business professional side than cocktail in your opinion, but it would have to do. You took the navy A-line crewneck dress out of the shower and hung it on a rack before taking a shower yourself.

When you returned, wrapped in a towel and surrounded by some more steam, you picked up your mobile phone. Among the News notifications, there was a story about Imperial Pharmaceuticals launching a new line of sleeping pills to fight insomnia. And apparently those pills seemed to have little to no side effects, save for hallucinations and lucid dreaming.

"That can't be true," you muttered to yourself, switching to YouTube so you could play your favorite songs while getting ready. Chances were that you were going to end up writing stories just like the one you'd just seen, or at least providing the information for them. His little mouthpiece, telling the press anything that Mr. Hiddleston wanted them to know.

You sighed again as you rubbed facial moisturizer on your cheeks and forehead. While you put on your makeup, starting with the primer, you mulled over your fate. This wasn't what you got into journalism for…you were hoping to write groundbreaking stories about people, stories that would have some sort of impact, not corporate propaganda. Yes, that's exactly what it was: propaganda. You would be putting out glorified story after story about the progress of Imperial Pharmaceuticals, and making every action of Mr.Hiddleston's look ground-breaking or generous or whatever he wanted to look like. On the bright side, at least the contract was only for a year. After that, you could take a new job that was less profit-oriented and more passion-focused.

Just then, your phone buzzed. A phone number from the United Kingdom?

"Hello?"

The person on the other hand said your name, as if he waned to check his pronunciation.

"I'm calling on behalf of Mr. Hiddleston. He's sent a car to pick you up. Are you at the Carlton 90 hotel right now?"

"Yes…how did you know?" You bit your lip.

"Mr. Hiddleston said he'll meet you at the Circolo Poplare at six. I suggest you come downstairs now; the London traffic shows no signs of slowing down. And Mr. Hiddleston does not take kindly to lateness. "

"Alright, I'll be there…" Furrowing you eyebrows, you finished getting dressed and slipped a dark coat over your dress. Wearing the same shoes you wore for the interview earlier today, you grabbed your phone, notepad, pens, a mini voice recorder, a clutch, and then rushed out of the hotel.

Surely enough, there was a black town car with a driver waiting to take you to Circolo Poplare. Your courteously greeted the driver and entered, remaining vigilant while he drove. Of course he told you that he was sent by Mr. Hiddleston, but you needed to know that he was actually taking you to the restaurant and not anywhere else. 

The car pulled up in front of a brick building, with the bottom floor painted black and decorated with climbing vines. Potted plants with red and orange flowers surrounded the doors and windows, which were bordered with gauzy curtains. There was a line of people slowly forming outside of the restaurant, just in time for dinner, and it you sighed in relief, knowing the driver brought you to the right destination.

"Don't worry about them," the driver took one pitiful look at the line of people. "That's one of the perks about working for Mr.Hiddleston." 

Reluctantly thanking the driver, you climbed out of the car and smoothened your dress. He escorted you to the doorway, showing the restaurant host a small placard. Seeing it, the host straightened himself. "Right this way, miss."

You followed the host through the restaurant, passing by various tables filled with people dressed in elegant clothing, drinking wine and chattering. One of the tables had a circle of tuxedo-clad men with white hair, raising their Negronis in a jovial toast to 'wives and sweethearts'. Perhaps they were college friends, reuniting after decades apart. At a table to your left, a girl - probably no more than nineteen - twirled at a plate of spaghetti while wearing a strapless magenta dress, crossing one leg over the other. Across from her, a middle-aged man - perhaps her father sat across from her, digging into his marinara sauce-covered entree. The man's forehead crinkled as he spoke to her, his eyebrows furrowed and his tone incredibly hushed. On the other hand, the girl seemed like she was trying to appear nonchalant, keeping her eyes on her food and her free hand gripping at the edge of her chair. 

"Right here, miss." The host directed you to a round table covered by a white cloth, with silverware set for two, a bouquet of roses on the table, with two wooden pillars nearby to ensure privacy. Across from one of the chairs was a large window offering one of the most beautiful nighttime views of London you could ever imagine. You could see three double-decker buses pass right by, surrounded by pedestrians making their way through the rest of the traffic. Behind the buses, a brick apartment complex with black shutters shone through the night with yellow-lit windows. You could only imagine the lives some of those people led, living in such a high-profile area of the city. 

The host took your coat and hung it over your chair, offering you to sit down. "Ah, there she is." A smooth yet crisp, distinct voice made you look up almost immediately. 

Mr. Hiddleston sat down across from you, wearing a black and grey checkered, razor-sharp suit. Every dark hair upon his head was gelled back and combed into place, making his skin seem pale in the warm lighting of the restaurant. Handsome yet almost… predatory, dominating like a creature of the night.

"Thank you so much for meeting with me tonight, I-I really appreciate it." You straightened yourself while reaching for your clutch. Trying to maintain casual eye contact with the CEO sitting across from you, your fingers fumbled around for your recorder for this interview…only to find it missing. Did you forget it at the hotel? Did it fall out of your clutch on the way to your table?

"The pleasure is all mine." Mr. Hiddleston tilted his head. "Is something bothering you?" He calmly asked as if he knew exactly what was running through your mind .

"Um…no, no." Now was not the occasion to waste time rifling through your things. You were in the middle of an interview, a once-in-a-lifetime meeting with the great Thomas Hiddleston. Taking a deep breath, you looked up and made eye contact with him, keeping your expression as professional as possible.

For a moment, it almost felt as if you were meeting him for the first time. Like the events of this afternoon had never happened.

A middle-aged server appeared behind Mr. Hiddleston and poured two glasses of red wine, setting one of them in front of you. "Is it the Zinfandel from 1996?" He asked the server. 

"Yes, sir." 

"Good." Mr. Hiddleston picked up his glass and gently swirled its contents. 

"The chef wanted me to tell you that your appetizer will be arriving shortly."

"I look forward to it." Mr. Hiddleston turned his attention to you now, raising his glass and inviting you to do the same.

Remain professional, you told yourself as you silently joined his toast and took a drink. Let's remember. No more than one glass. You're going to have to remember everything tonight for your article, especially since your voice recorder is MIA. 

"So…" You began after another sip of wine for courage. "Congratulations on your new drug for insomnia." 

"Thank you." Mr. Hiddleston mirrored you and placed his hands on the table. "I'm very proud of the work that's been done. Some of the executives and the scientists are going to celebrate at a nightclub on Friday."

"Sounds like fun."

Mr. Hiddleston's pink, thin lips curled upwards. Just then, the most gourmet-looking plate of bruschetta was placed in the center of the table. Six pieces of toasted bread with golden crusts sat upon the serving platter, topped with yellow and red chopped tomatoes, a few slivers of garlic, ribbons of fresh green basil, and drops of golden olive oil that glimmered in the incandescent lighting of the restaurant.

He eagerly grabbed one of the pieces and immediately took a large bite, his smile signaling his approval to the server while he chewed. 

As you tried one of the bruschetta for yourself, you couldn't help but savor the contrast between the crunch of the bread and the softness of the ripe, juicy tomatoes. The subtle spiciness of the garlic was present enough to be enjoyed, but not enough to overpower the other flavors of the bruschetta, especially the earthy basil. And the smoothness of the olive oil just tied everything together like a ribbon tying a present. "This is delicious." You almost moaned. "Have you…you've probably been here before, right?"

"Of course, darling. I'd want nothing but the best for my newest employee."

Oh wait, that's right. You weren't just interviewing a businessman or a potential criminal, you were interviewing your future boss.  

"I appreciate it, thanks." You managed to say before taking another bite.

Mr. Hiddleston took another sip of wine, and licked his lip. "Have you given them your two weeks' notice yet?"

"I have," you lied. 

"When you've finished writing your story about me, I'd love to see a copy. Preferably before publishing it - I'd rather avoid any unpleasant surprises." Mr. Hiddleston chuckled. 

"I will," you promised, the same way any employee would tell their boss without a word of protest. "So…why insomnia?"

"Well, it is something people struggle with."

You finished your first piece of bruschetta. "Of course, but I thought a company like yours would prefer to focus their attention on more novel, more topical problems that affect people's health. Isn't there already a competitive market for sleeping pills, and natural supplements like melatonin?"

Mr. Hiddleston bit into his second piece of bruschetta, his cheekbones protruding through his porcelain skin while he chewed. "Do you take melatonin?"

"I used to in college…not anymore."

He rested his right elbow on the table while eating. "Melatonin has a half-life of twenty to fifty minutes, which means its effect would diminish by half within that time. In my opinion…that's far too little time for an insomniac to fall asleep."

"But…isn't that kind of a good thing? This way the drug doesn't stay inside the body for too long."

He nods. "Perhaps, but our drug has a longer half-life and none of the side effects." As Mr. Hiddleston continued to explain the science of melatonin and the business pitch of his company's new drug, simultaneously finishing one more piece of bruschetta and the rest of his glass of wine, you couldn't help but admire the breadth of knowledge he carried about his company's work. There was definitely no way that you were going to remember the way he explained in detail how melatonin was found in the pituitary gland of the brain, not without your voice recorder, but the confidence in his voice and his intellect would receive a mention that was more than honorable. As would the fact that his drug apparently had the fewest side effects of any sleeping medication.

Mr.Hiddleston seemed to notice you zoning out, and he leaned back in his seat. As if on cue, the same server from earlier appeared at your table with two menu cards. "I think someone is ready for the main course." Mr. Hiddleston smirked while a menu was given to you. You had barely glanced at the names of the entrées, many of which were in Italian, before Mr.Hiddleston declared his order with perfect pronunciation. "I'll have the torciglioni alla genovese. And the lady will have the…" he pretends to pause for thought, "gnocchi tricolore." With a playful smile, he handed his menu to the server. You reluctantly returned the menu to the server, pleasantly surprised that Mr.Hiddleston would order for you without even asking first. 

But then again…maybe it shouldn't have been such a surprise. After all, Mr.Hiddleston seemed like the man who always preferred to be in control. He was the one who made the reservation, he was the one who sent a driver to pick you up, he was the one who chose the wine, he was the one who initiated the toast, and he was the one now controlling the direction of the conversation. But why would he do all of this, unless he had some sort of ulterior motivation?

"So…" Mr.Hiddleston brought you back into reality by enunciating your name, "what do you think about before you go to sleep? Since we've been talking thus far about insomnia and the inability of some to sleep…what plagues your thoughts at night?" He takes a sip from his second glass of wine. 

"I…think about the work that I have to do the next day." You stammered, tracing the rim of the glass with your finger.

Mr. Hiddleston tutted. "What a pitiful way to live."

Nervously chuckling, you looked down for a moment. "Yeah…you're right."

"Is that all you think about, your work? Surely, there must be something else…someone else that occupies you at night? Come on, darling."

You shook your head, continuing to sheepishly laugh. "No. No one."

He glanced at his silver Officine Panerai watch, and then turned his attention back to you, grinning like a playwright witnessing his own scenes being brought to life. "You know, sometimes the things we think about at night affect the quality of our sleep."

Just then, the server returned with both of your entreés. He placed a platter of rigatoni-like pasta tossed in meat sauce in front of Mr.Hiddleston and then proceeded to grate fresh pecorino cheese on top of the dish, effortlessly moving the block of cheese along the grater as if he were playing a mandolin. The server stopped as soon as Mr.Hiddleston raised his hand, and respectfully backed away. While Mr.Hiddleston tasted a forkful of the torciglioni alla genovese, closing his eyes while he chewed, the server brought you the gnocchi tricolore. The little red, green, and yellow dumplings were evenly covered in a thin tomato sauce that smelled of Italian herbs. Just as he'd done with Mr.Hiddleston's entrée, the server began to grate a little fresh cheese on top of your food, just enough to garnish the gnocchi. 

"My compliments to the chef tonight," Mr.Hiddleston beamed after he'd finished his first bite. "The lamb ragu is exquisite."

"I'll be sure he gets the message, sir." The server cleared the table of the remaining bruschetta, refilled Mr.Hiddleston's wine, and left the table.

Feeling a little bold in the moment, you straightened yourself and leaned forward ever-so-slightly. "And what about you, Mr.Hiddleston?"

"What about me, darling?" Mr. Hiddleston continued to enjoy his pasta, returning to his former delight.

"What do you think about when you fall asleep?" You pricked your fork into a few of the gnocchi, preparing to take a bite.

He chuckled, showing a thin row of white teeth. "Nothing."

Holding a hand over your mouth while you chewed, the gnocchi almost seemed to melt in your mouth. The tomato-based sauce seemed to complement the starchy, potato flavor of the tri-colored dumplings very well without overpowering the dish, and it was unlike anything you'd ever had before. "Nothing?"

Mr.Hiddleston shook his head, mimicking your gesture.

You almost found yourself wishing this truly was a date and not an interview. If it was a date, you could completely focus on how utterly charming Mr.Hiddleston could be…maybe you could forget, even just for a moment, that this man was the same person who threatened to sue the magazine you worked for. That this man was the one who could've blacklisted you in the world of journalism and yet chose to offer you a job at his company.

"The truth is that…I don't sleep very often." He confessed while the two of you ate. "About three or four hours a night. My schedule keeps me quite busy."

You asked him if he ever needed medication to sleep, and he laughed quietly.

"As a matter of fact, no. Quite ironic, isn't it darling?" Mr.Hiddleston continued, "When I retire for the night, however late it may be, I'm very tired to the point that my eyes close as soon as my head meets the pillow. Truly, it's that simple."

"You really are a busy man," was all you could say. 

He finished his second glass of wine. "You'll have a chance to see that firsthand when you start working for me next week."

Next week? How on earth were you going to start a new job in one week? Is that really the date he listed on his contract, or was Mr.Hiddleston trying to mess with you? You gulped, looking down at your half-eaten gnocchi. You would need to find a place to live, a way to commute to the headquarters of Imperial Pharmaceuticals, a work permit…and that was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Besides," Mr.Hiddleston added, "I find real life much more fascinating than the Realm of Morpheus, especially…right now."

The server soon returned, inquiring if the two of you were interested in ordering dessert. Mr.Hiddleston politely declined, glancing in your direction. "My sweet tooth has already been satiated. Just the cheque will be fine, and a takeaway box with calamari and arancini."

Wondering what the takeaway box could possibly be for, you watched the server clear the table once again and made a mental note to pick up some ice cream when this interview is over. When the cheque arrived inside a black Castilian folder, you reached for your credit card and placed it on top before Mr.Hiddleston gently put his hand on top of yours.

"This is a business expense," he explained with a smirk, handing his black MasterCard to the server. "A welcome dinner to celebrate my newest employee." 

Mr.Hiddleston raised the glass of wine again and proposed a toast. "To your future at Imperial Pharmaceuticals." The server returned his card to him, and handed him a bag containing the takeaway box he requested. "Ah, thank you." He handed the server a fifty-pound note.

Mr.Hiddleston pushed your chair back, gently helped you put your coat on, and personally returned your clutch to you. Then, he offered you his arm and the two of you walked towards the exit of the restaurant. In that moment, you swore that a stray camera - probably not paparazzi - nearly blinded you for a moment. On the other hand, the CEO of Imperial Pharmaceuticals was barely paying any attention. With the arm holding the takeaway bag, Mr.Hiddleston raised a mobile phone to his ear and conversed in a serious tone.

"Miss Adler, I understand that you think you know them well, but I assure you, Shelby will take care of the trouble in Baker Street. I think my men can handle a pair of boys with big heads. Perhaps it's in your best interest to back away from the matter now. This is your last warning." 

With those words, Mr.Hiddleston ended the call. 

Baker Street…why did that name sound so familiar to you? And then, you remembered something you'd seen while rifling through Mr.Hiddleston's office - on top of his desk, there was a stick note that said, 'Silence the Baker Street Boys.' That could only mean that he was planning to do something to the detective that lived there, the one who knew about Mr.Hiddleston's potential involvement in a mass overdose within a London community riddled with drug addicts. But…if Mr.Hiddleston found the need to 'silence' someone with a word against him, then it probably meant that Mr.Hiddleston wasn't just involved in it, but might've had a hand in organizing the crime. Either way, the Baker Street Boys - including the detective - needed to watch their backs.

"I believe this brings us to the end of our evening together." Mr.Hiddleston turned to you with a smile.

You nodded. "Thank you very much for dinner…this was nice."

Mr.Hiddleston leaned in and kissed your cheek just like he did earlier today, sending a tingle down your spine. As he leaned in, you caught a whiff of his cologne - the same sophisticated scents of vanilla and champagne - and felt your heartbeat quicken just a little. 

He walked towards the front of the black town car parked outside the restaurant and presented the takeaway to the driver, the same jovial man who brought you here, as a gift for his troubles that evening. After bidding you good night, and making sure you got into the car safely, Mr. Hiddleston took out his keys from his pocket and opened the door to his own vehicle: a sleek, dark grey Jaguar.

He climbed into the front seat and locked the door. Then, he leaned back in the front seat and fished from his pocket…your voice recorder. He'd swiped it from the host of the restaurant, the same one who escorted you inside and helped you remove your coat. From there, the host was able to steal the recorder from your pocket and hand it to Mr.Hiddleston under the table.

Mr.Hiddleston pressed the play button, a small smile forming on his face as soon as he heard your voice. "Thank you so much for meeting with me tonight, I-I really appreciate it."

He murmured with a small smirk, glancing at the rear-view mirror to see the black town car drive away. "It was my pleasure." Mr.Hiddleston set the voice recorder aside, and put his foot on the ignition pedal.

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[dark-twist-fairytales]

Back on my Snow System BS (never left it), and here's some details:

It's under a read more because it's detailed.

Once again noting: Not every system works like this, this is based on our research, and thinking of this as if the character.

So, originally they were going to call themselves 'The Ice System', but it felt too cold for their lighter nature, so 'Snow' was much more fitting for them.

S1 runs as it normally does, up until the true potential part. Bodily, they're named Zane, and Zane is the host present. When, Titan comes in during the true potential phase.

Minor difference between Zane and Titan are present, but no one can exactly pin it down to two, and instead chalk it up to being post-potential. This runs through S2 as well, with Titan and Zane trying their best. Even after finding out of being plural, they keep it a secret.

Titan is a host and protector that uses he/him pronouns, who powered off with the memory switch. A protector is someone who protects the system and/or body.

Zane is a host and symptom holder that uses he/they pronouns, who formed after the memory switch got flicked off. A symptom holder is someone who holds the symptoms of diagnoses.

S3 rolls around, Zane and Titan working in tandem together. And the Pixal comes along. Not that it's a bad thing, but when he gave her half of his heart, both Zane and Titan agreeing with this, it pushed Zane from the body and brought it over to Pixal.

This leaves Titan in the body, now having to only go by 'Zane', while Zane resides in Pixal's body and coding to help fight. This doesn't do anything to change the outcome, but Titan and Zane both deem that it is too quiet without the other.

S4 happens, which brings Pixal into the body, along with Zane. In between S4 and S5, Zane talks with Pixal and discuss Zane's plural nature, and both place it as a secret between each other, as Zane worries about how the team will view him, in turn them.

S5 happens as normal, and so does S6. Only, S6 has a consequence:

S6 introduces Echo, the headmate, but leaves them powered down after wishing. They aren't found until later, but right then, they are hidden and powered down, but still working.

Echo is an archivist that uses they/them pronouns, who is left powered off for now. An archivist is someone that stores memories, and can later pull them out for any reason.

S7 happens, and around this time is when Pixie forms. As Pixal gains her own identity away from inside the computer and Zane, this leaves Zane and Titan a little empty. However, this doesn't last long, as Pixie forms shortly after Samurai X is seen, running things like how Pixal did. It's an introject of Pixal, which explains her close nature to how Pixal runs things.

Pixie is a caretaker and uses she/its/cyber pronouns, who formed very very shortly after Pixal's first departing from Zane's body. An introject is a headmate that is formed based off of someone else, fictional or real. A caretaker is someone that takes care of other members in different ways. In this case, it means Pixie takes care of coding within the body, as well as the mental and emotional state of cyber headmates.

S8 comes around, as well as Snake Jaguar. What was supposed to be a disguise, turned into more. The further into the disguise Zane had to go, the more Snake formed, it turned into a battle amongst themselves. That was, until Snake got knocked out by Mr. E. Although formed first a misguided protector, the knock out and bug caused him to become a trauma holder, as his way of protecting the others away from what he could.

Coming to, with Pixal revealing herself as Samurai X and her physical body, came the entire dawning of plurality to Snake and the rest of the team. Reasonably, this causes panic, but Pixal manages to calm everyone down and get Pixie to run a diagnostic from inside, also viewing in.

Snake Jaguar begins as a misguided protector, but turns to a trauma holder, and uses he/him or vi/virus pronouns. Not together, separately. A misguided protector is, as in the name, a protector that is misguided and harms the system or body rather than helps, typically unknown to the misguided protector. A trauma holder is someone that holds trauma that happens to the body, or that the body has witnessed.

Around this time is when Echo awakens, and thus commences rules and expectations. It's not a lot, but it's for all of them to understand.

After everything calms down (between s10 and s11), the ninja actually sit down and talk more about it, with all of the members getting to know each headmate, learning terms, and learning triggers. Including that Snake was actually more protective than vi was deadly.

As for naming, circling back to that again, many were thrown around: 'Ice system' was one of the first, but got shot down for how harsh it sounded (by Snake, oddly enough), Cole's suggestion. Zane and Co. was used a temporary, and titanium ninja was used in public so both hosts felt validated for their work (which worked), Nya's suggestion. 'Nindroid system' was suggested by Jay, but was collectively dismissed. 'Team system' was suggested by Lloyd, which sounded nicer, but still wasn't it. And then Kai took the approach of asking question by question, soon reaching 'Snow system', which they ended up loving.

Bodily, they keep the name Zane, and each wears different colors to try and differentiate from each other.

Titan keeps with light and snowy blues with metallic skin. Zane wears pale and baby pinks, after mending his relationship with them, with synthetic skin. Pixie, when it does come out, wears purple and white, and vibes with both metallic and synthetic. Snake wears bright and neon blues and pinks, with synthetic skin. Echo, while rarely, likes blacks and browns and metallic skin, but does switch out for synthetic from time to time.

They aren't plural to the citizens of Ninjago, and frankly don't feel pressured to be. Only when someone gets close enough (ie, Skylor or Dareth) will they admit plurality, or allow whoever they're close to admit it for them (with consent).

[fountainpenguin]

"Their set time's far too early and I've never heard of them..." (x)

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New Pixels Imperfect stuff today!

“No One Likes the Opening Band” || MCYT one-shot

Read on AO3 - 13k

@flufftober - Day 1 - "I've Got You"

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Professional camera account sports get real competitive, especially when you’re the only team in the league with 4 cams and 1 player-born. No one ever thought they’d see the day Etho let a cam into his life. And, well... He didn't. Turns out, he just brought a friend.

AKA - More PiglinMyNose and SnifferMyFeet fluff because I live for the "ancient camera account boy takes his newbie friend under his wing" dynamic and I love them, your honor.

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Canon-typical Minecraft violence (Fighting in a safe environment; immediate painless respawn) + anxiety and brief dissociation (Sniff reflecting on Joel and Grian possessing his body in his origin video) + Emotional hurt/comfort (Stressed by people looking down on you) + Mild flirting between Pig and TwoMuchGrian (and Sniff has a crush on BadTimeWithScar: world's sexiest semi-invisible catboy)

Also tagging for "Sniff's still coping with the fact that he's not married to either Etho or Scar even though his screwed-up memories tell him Double Life SMP was real and not roleplay," I guess... I love him.

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(First 1,000 words under the cut)

Wait, THAT'S the guy Etho settled for!?

Team Jade Jaguars is the only team in the Competitive Camera league with a team of 4 cam accounts instead of 5. Everyone's been whispering about their player-born. Seriously, their team's tag started trending when the season began. That was weeks ago, and only rarely has it slipped from the upper spots. Half a dozen articles keep circling the portal hub like lions waiting for a kill. Even Pig knows that, and he gets most of his news secondhand from the rest of the team.

Wait their 5th slotter isn't even a camera?

"Guys, ignore them," TwoMuchGrian said the first time they passed a news page pinned up in town square. "They're just trying to get in our heads." And Two's team captain, so Pig did exactly that. They'd just finished their second practice, all of them with pixels sticking up funny and exhaustion dripping like raindrops from their code. Two praised all of them, even though Pig had a very bad fall and missed catching one of the best crossbow shots Joel's ever had. It didn't matter. Two insisted they all did phenomenal this early in the season. He took the whole team out for hot chocolate and sorbet.

😂😂 Bruh I'm crying WHAT? Who the hell is THAT???

Today is game day. The locker room bustles with chatter and banging iron doors. The room's had a makeover since last year. They've got lanterns instead of torches to light this place up now and their jaguar face logo snarls in triumph from a sea of gray carpet.

Are they tanking on purpose or something?

"Hey, Pig!" Two calls, jogging up behind him, and Pig turns his head. Two's not even changed yet, still sporting the tie-dye T-shirt he's almost always dressed in. His flower-spotted headband keeps slipping over his eyes. He pushes it up with one hand, tossing Pig a jade green jersey with the other. Pig catches it on one finger. Two's grin is crooked, but no less genuine than it ever is. "There ya go! I'm so sorry we cut it so close. I actually feel awful, but hey… we finally got your new shirt in!"

Ngl I can't follow the Jaguars' logic here. They know he's Etho, right? His sign-ups must have been a mile long

Pig flips the jersey around, searching for his name. The familiar number 8 blazes strong and proud on the back. Above it, in smaller print, is his current username: PiglinMyNose. It wouldn't have been a big deal to play the first match with last season's jersey, but… It's nice to shed the final tie to his old identity. LazyBeans26 is a guy of the past. "Pig" is a far more comfortable nickname than "Lazy" ever was.

This I have to see

He hugs the jersey to his chest. "No way! Two, you're the best… See? This man!" He punches him in the shoulder; Two flashes briefly red. "I knew you'd come through for me!"

Like I'm all for a player joining the team if they want, but they pair him with ETHO?

Two hums in approval, fluttering his wings. It's so weird to see Two off spectator mode. When he's not translucent, you really get an appreciation for the deep blue and bright gold feathers he's flaunting. Pig casts a glance or two over his shoulder as Two walks away, calling out to PearlescentMoo on the far side of the locker room. Dang. Two's been putting in hours at the gym even outside their practice time. That's undeniable. Those are good looking shoulder blades. He can probably even lift a llama on a lead with muscle tone like that.

Glad he's on MY team… If we're going up against the Sharks, we need every edge we can get.

lmao I love how #Jade Jaguars has been trending for a month xD

Sniff sits on the center bench, his face pressed in his hands. Pig keeps a mirror on his locker door. He checks it every couple seconds as he sheds his jacket and wriggles from his shirt. It takes another two minutes to unclip all his necklaces and drizzle them in the locket basket. Then he pries off his rings. They drop on the necklace heap with a clatter. Probably shouldn't have worn all the jewelry today, but hey… They're his good luck charms. He always has his necklaces.

Does this mean we're never going to see an Etho/EthoCam team-up? 😢

Sniff moves his hands to the back of his neck, fingers bent as though they're claws.

See the most frustrating thing is that it's not like he's played before. He's still a new account. It's not even skill that got him in good w/ Etho. Etho's only with him b/c he looks like Joel. They're Boat Boy baiting for hype :/

The new jersey smells like cedar wood. Pig's never seen a cedar tree in his life, but somehow… He can tell. He holds it to his nose, breathing in the scent of fresh-cut shavings. In truth? It still feels warm from the printer, even though that must have been weeks ago. It's a sign of a good season, that. When he slips the jersey on, it fits perfectly, like a life vest.

Like… idk. I'm not saying I know for sure or anything, but it feels like there's some kind of nepotism thing going on behind the scenes.

Their first game of the season doesn't promise to be easy. Team Cerise Sharks isn't known for their mercy. BadTimeWithScar is team captain, and Two's been reviewing old footage since the match-up was announced. BadTime always brings out Two's competitive overdrive. Two sees scarlet every time. Pig spent all of last night on Two's bed, preening his wings and chatting about this and that while Two stared (glaze-eyed) at match after match on his comm screen. He needs new chew blocks; he's gnawed through most of them and his rope tug.

I should get him a care package. He'd like to be fawned over this week, I reckon.

Oh, their relationship gets skewed badly in a one-sided way when the tournament is live. It's like Two always says: Captain Two is not your friend. But he always makes up for it. Two's an overly affectionate pest between seasons, pushy and playful, and Pig falls head over heels for him every time. One evening with Two gripping his wrists like handcuffs and teasing raspberries at his cheek is worth a million tournament nights, at least.

BadTime's not even the only one to worry about. The Sharks are rocking a strong roster this season, featuring AriesEva, WellsGlazes, HumanCleo and ImpulseCam. Last year, iCam went home with the title of Top Scoring Player overall… a fact that TangoCam has never shut up about. Pig glances three lockers down. Tea is seething, staring at the half dozen carefully compiled images of his long-time rival taped inside his locker door. He does the whole "anime glasses" thing, pressing his glasses up every time they slip down.

"I'm gonna bury him in the avalanche trap," he mutters. "That gold medal's mine." So saying, Tea bends the locker door slightly, reaching out to glide his fingers over iCam's face. He trails them down his cheek. They squeak against paper. "He'll be recording snow the whole match."

[mrsdulac]

haven’t been able to unsee this

[mrdraws]

I want to hear more about your he/him & transmasc lesbians… ooo… 👁️👁️

GASP!! WHAT WAS THAT… A GHOST??? Welllllll I better do what the ghost says so I don't get haunted oooooh…

I currently have two transmasc/he pronoun-usin' lesbians on my roster, so I'll do some random facts about those two.

CIRO: Ciro is a superhero! Just not a very good one. He gets his genes spliced with that of a komodo dragon, a jaguar, and a spider, and the ensuing powers nearly ruin his life--so he decides to use them to ruin bad dudes' lives right back! He refuses to do the spandex get up though, and only at Wendy's insistance does he come up with Chimera as his code name/callsign. He still thinks it's dumb, though, and tries his best to avoid using it.

LAURENT: This will be under a cut so my brother doesn't see it, as he will be playing in this campaign.

In Laurent's world, Valenaria, robots (called "synthetics") started out as soul-less, personality-less machines not too far off from those found in our world, besides the obvious jump in complexity, and were mainly used for hard labor and otherwise undesirable/tedious/dangerous jobs that humans didn't want to do. Somewhere along the way, however, sentience started to develop en masse, and they became people--but their transition from mindless servants to a fully autonomous demographic of people wasn't a smooth one. (I'll be avoiding using synthetics as a racism allegory though, just fyi, that just never ends well and is disrespectful in many ways.) Laurent himself was a butler who worked for a highly affluent family during this time, and found himself homeless and jobless ensuing the last big violent push for synthetic autonomy. No one really knows much about that period of his life, or the specifics of how he managed to dig himself out of that hole, but dig he did, and he eventually became a rich, powerful, prominent member of Saint Royale's very own Bastien crime family.

[skajador]

are you familiar with the casefiles of jeweler richard? i ask because you see the narrator seigi eventually becomes the live-in personal secretary of the title character richard, and i guess this is kind of a spoiler for the third book but richard did a bit of con artistry at one point pre-story under the name edward baxter and at one point when seigi is still a part-time employee they drive away some local counterfeit jewelers by going undercover as it were as baxter and his bodyguard/translator/assistant yamada (they're not real people outside of seiricha role-playing them but their ship name is bakuyama btw) and yamada calls baxter 'sensei' and dresses a bit more bad-boy-like, and of course this in itself wouldn't make me think "kitagoro reference" but- but!- richard drives a dark green jaguar like kitaoka. the author surely must be aware of kamen rider ryuuki (her own characters tend to fall into the pattern of two fellas who are obviously the most important to each other but don't really use words like "boyfriend" or "husband"), so am i totally delusional for wondering if bakuyama are deliberately kt56 coded?? maybe dark green jaguars are just the stereotypical rich dude car in japan, i don't know. anyway, hi!

"are you totally delusional for thinking something is a kitagoro ref"? you came to the wrong place partner because reading the second half of this knocked me on my ass. like i'm already feeling unwell bc i'm suffering from some type of Flu but SENSEI... THE GREEN JAGUAR... i cannot handle this. kitagoro reference until proven otherwise.

also. calling them "kt56".. is cute. kita56. cute cute cute.

Sounds like an interesting series. i love mystery stuff...

although re: dark green Jaguar i almost feel like it makes extra sense for this Richard dude to be driving it since he's British and it's a British car ? and also ok since we're talking about kitaokas jag it seems like he's got an American market (or otherwise righthand driving) version since the driver's side is on the left. maybe he got it that way to look More Special and Foreign?

so in conclusion. deliberate kt56 reference? who can say really. i am very biased but it made me feel like kitaoka on the fainting couch momentarily so: thank you anon. i would love to talk to you off anon

[bakushinverse]

シン•バラゴン Shin Baragon [Guardian of the Earth]

“He’s one of the few Kaiju that we’ve had reports of actively seeking to protect humans of it’s own accord. If the Hollow Earth theory might be correct, Baragon could be the link between the surface world and the subterranean realm.”

The great Kaiju Rodan flew North from Mount Calbuco towards the Amazon after his brief fight with Godzilla and Anguirus catching sight of Baragon and Monarch scientists nearby investigating strange spores near the edge of the amazon rainforest which had sprouted an invasive plant like species never seen before. Aggressive and acting more like a rabid animal, these rose vine like plants tore up and destroyed a large portion of the native flora and fauna.

Dr Vivienne Graham, leader of the Monarch Sciences team, studied samples of this strange new species of aggressive of plant and was horrified to find an exact match to the genetic code of Shin Gojira in them. Immediately after reporting this, Monarch Sciences alerted the UN which immediately sent in an envoy to eradicate all traces of the plant. Operation Jaguar is given priority at this news.

Although the humans had a good relationship with Baragon, who had been known for centuries to be a benevolent and helpful Kaiju, concerns lay with Rodan's motives as he accompanied Baragon. The envoy proceeded with caution as Baragon and Rodan encountered and fought the huge 75 metre tall Rose Kaiju that had formed from Shin Gojira's cells. The fight, was barely a fight at all, the enormous Rose monster only lashing out at the two other Kaiju with vines and spitting radioactive sap before burrowing its roots into the ground and travelling deeper into the rainforest, Rodan and Baragon immediately following the beasts trail, human forces also in pursuit, all with one common goal.

Height: 25m

Attributes :

Orange Heat Ray

Burrowing. Can dig a mean tunnel.

Armoured. Not as heavily as Anguirus or Godzilla but can take a hit.

Can Jump Good.

One of the smaller Kaiju, but always tries his best.

Useless against flighted enemies. Mothra could easily beat him in a fight. Not that Mothra would ever want to hurt a kind tempered creature.

Personality:

Likes humans. Has been known to defend them in the past.

Will fight anyone to protect the Earth, even if he has no chance of winning.

Kind hearted, but fierce and committed.

One of the few Kaiju that interact positively with humans, unless attacked or provoked by them.

Good friends with Mothra and Anguirus.

Godzilla acknowledges his existence once. Thinks Rodan is a dick.

Does his very best.

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[andro-dino]

furries have been on my brain so here are some shogun steel characters and what i think their species would be and why 1. Zyro is a black jaguar!! you are right axel he is pretty kitty but i feel like his backstory and personality fit a wildcat more. i like to imagine he dyes his fur orange to help him stand out cause he blends in with the dark so well haha

2. Maru is a hamster!! this one is mostly based on vibes teehee. she's just a little guy. pick her up and hold her in your palm 💞💞💞 i could also see her being a bear cub tbh, but i just like the image of her stuffing her face and her cheeks get all large as a hamster hehe.

3. Shinobu is an axolotl!! it's literally cause of his antenna hair i gotta be honest with you lol. but besides that i just feel like the colors of axolotls suit him and it's fuel for your mexican hcs cause axolotls are native to mexico 👀 (ive also imagined in this universe where instead of breaking his bones in canon he loses limbs and has to be in the hospital so he can safely regenerate them akdsjfasdfk)

4. the Unabara brothers are sea otters!! i mentioned before that kite's hair being urchin shaped reminds me of how sea otters eat urchins so i found it fitting. plus it fits with the aquatic theme they have going on. in japanese mythology otters were tricksters like kitsune and tanuki and that fits eight to a T. otters also hold hands to stay together in the water and that's soooo unabara-coded <333

5. Ren is a hunting dog, most likely a spaniel. not too certain on the specific breed yet but i like the brittany spaniel!! she just has that dog energy and i feel like her being a hunting dog can represent her rivalries with other bladers, like taka and genjuro (ik she barely has any in canon but let me dream okay 😔)

6. Taka is a leopard or spiny gecko!! dont really have a proper explanation for this one it's mostly just vibes as well, but i feel like you could compare him being a small lizard that easily "sticks" to people and is very loyal to sakyo, who in a way is like a direct opposite to him.

7. speaking of, Sakyo is a maned wolf/dragon hybrid!!! you mentioning sakyo as a maned wolf lit a lightbulb in my head how does it feel to be so right. i feel like you can really dive into his identity as a descendant of the dragon clan with him visibly being half-dragon too yk. just in general it fits his supposedly menacing aura yet when you get to know him he's just silly and kind of a loser lmao. him and zyro's rivalry is so perfect too cause jaguars are the maned wolf's biggest predator! (plus imagining victoria as a really tall maned wolf 😳 like heeeey girl /j)

8. Kira is a wolfdog!! specifically a high content wolfdog (he has more wolf dna than dog). i chose wolfdog specifically because him being part dog really emphasizes his upbringing in dna to me, and how he still genuinely yearns for connection and a home. i like to think he just calls himself a wolf and ignores his dog heritage cause he doesnt want to seem weak or subservient, and eventually he learns to be proud of his dog attributes

i have more specifically for the rest of the dna bladers but i think ive written enough. hope you enjoy axel!!!!

AWAAAAAUUUUUUUU CHRIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSS IM CRYING REAL TEARS OVER THESE 😭💞💞💞💞💞

I’m too tired to be able to put all my thoughts abt these into full sentences but

AWAAUGGG. HAMPSTER. MARU. SO TRUE‼️‼️‼️

axolotl Shinobu losing full limbs and needing time to regenerate is so big brained you don’t understand (also fun fact I was briefly nicknamed axelotl so I have a connection with them that makes me particularly happy abt this one :] )

SEA OTTER UNABARASSSSSS 😭😭😭😭💞💞‼️‼️‼️ the little guys ever

DOGGIRL REN SO TRUE‼️‼️‼️ also her rivalries with taka and genjuro are very real and true TO ME I think about them soooo much

gecko taka forever 🫶 AND SAKYO OURGH!!!! lowkey kinda wanna draw his dragon maned wolf hybrid fursona (and also you are so right about maned wolf Victoria 😳)

ALSO. KIRA SAYING HES JUST A WOLF FIRST BUT ACCEPTING HIS DOG SIDE TOO LATER ON OURGH ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME /POS

[transmorolians]

Good afternoon! Do you have any neat and/or cursed Space Channel 5 facts for us?

purge is a little gay for shadow, which is fucked up on purge's part for so many reasons, nevermind the age gap (i'm glad this is just word-of-god)

fuse is very gay-coded, but also he's made a fancam of women using footage from ulala's swingin' report show. for aesthetic reasons.

according to pudding, ulala is terrified of silence, hates spicy food, and thinks jaguar is pretty cool (even if she doesn't know that jaguar's the one who saved her life as a child)

it has been said you can touch jaguar's ass in sch5vr. if you do, your controller vibrates.

[science-lings]

Good evening/day/morning! May I ask what you headcanon what each of the LU boys would turn into if they touched Twilight’s crystal? Thanks!

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Hi! I’ve actually made an in depth analysis of this exact topic including both crack and serious answers, however that was a while ago and my opinions have probably changed so I’m willing to redo my list, though bc it’s on my phone I won’t go into paragraphs of explanation lmao.

Wind- I still really like him being a macaw, they’re silly loud colorful piratey and a whole lot of fun. He’d be one of those green and blue ones and would have some subtle white wave/swirly designs on the ends of his feathers.

Four-I also like my old idea for him being four separate mice, each color coded. They’re small and proven to be clever and able to work together. Obviously shadow is the rat that bothers them for attention. Maybe they could have a feathery tail like the Minish…

Hyrule- although I like my old idea of him being a fox, I think it would be more interesting if he was a raven. They have very occult and magical associations, they’re resourceful and intelligent and will pick up anything interesting they come across. Also I like them a lot. Ravens usually have a bit of a purple blue iridescent look, but with Hyrule I’d make it more green and a bit of a orangey rusty red on the beak and talons. But overall he’s kind of a brown rather than black if that makes sense.

Legend- Ferret. Little snake kittens with attitude. I love them. He’s still very pink, that or one of those little island monkeys that terrorize tourists and steal things and accidentally jumpstart their own species evolution.

Sky- Lion, though my first thought would be something with wings, I think it’s important for him and his wings to be separate. Also I really like leaning into Sky’s regal/ future king thing. I also like associating him with red and white, but it wouldn’t be as vibrant as his loftwing.

Warriors- I still really like him being a warhorse. Maybe I’ll make him a unicorn to give him a built in sword. Anyway he’s very pale but with a distinctly blue-green-gold sheen.

Time- honestly this one was the hardest for me but I’ve settled on a fox. They’re associated with fae and are trickster spirits and are more feral than more doglike animals. I also think it would be fun if he was small. Either that or a bear…

Wild- I’m really into the big cat thing with him but I struggle to decide which one… like he could be a bobcat or a Lynx, small and ferocious, a jaguar, good at climbing and being in trees, a cheetah, fast which could be a nod to his power over time and also very anxious and requiring emotional support dogs sometimes (which would be twi in this case), anyway he’d either be of a golden color variant, replacing all black with a more orangey tone and adding a more stark white, or fully teal that is very reminiscent of the spirits in BOTW and the lost woods mist and the general vibe of the lord of the mountain and the blupees.

Twilight- dog. Wolf dog. Not quite full wolf, like a husky or a German shepherd.