#i can't believe i thought the name reveal would be FUNNY

[lousolversons]

GHOSTS - S05E05 - Carpe Diem

[krispykollection]

Peanut Butter

Part 1: Anjay

"Seriously Anjay you're eating more of that stuff? Look at yourself, do you really think you need more? You're practically bursting out of your skin already."

Gosh, I almost can't even believe how we got here. If you had asked me if I'd be standing backstage at a local bodybuilding show with a hulked out and glistening version of my best friend Anjay, I'd have for sure thought I were hallucinating off some bad lunch… Funny how close to truth that would end up to be.

It all started 3 days ago when an unannounced package appeared on our doorstep addressed to Anjay. Not only was he not expecting anything, the contents were even stranger. Pulling off the packing paper revealed contents not immediately familiar to two skinny young men like us.

To the left a shimmery pile of purple blueish fabric. Anjay held it up cautiously as it unfurled. The garment presented itself as a bikini, the sight of it filling both of us with an awkward embarrassment of being in possession of such an obscene object.

Anjay quickly dropped it on the table before turning his attention back to the box. I had to lean in closer to make out the next object of mystery. A brown bottle of… tanning oil? "What kind of crazed sex fetish shit is this, David?" Anjay turned to me and questioned.

I didn't know what to say, so I just looked back down at what's left. The remaining item, while on the one hand familiar, only served to confuse further. It was a container of plain old peanut butter. At least something normal, but what on earth did it have to do with any of this? As I picked it up to examine it closer a final item was revealed underneath, and with it an explanation.

"Ohhh" we remarked in unison with the kind of trailing off that makes it clear we're still skeptical. It was a pass for what appeared to be a local bodybuilding show and not just any kind of pass, one for a competitor. That well explained the first two items, not a bikini, but a pair of posers, and not just any tanning oil, the kind used to cake a fake shimmering bronze sheen onto huge muscle heads so they can show off their freakish masses onstage.

The peanut butter could be reasoned to be just a backstage snack for a lunk like the probable intended recipient, but that's where the last mystery comes into play. The name on the badge, it was Anjay's. Realizing the same, he flipped the top flap of the box back to check the address on the shipping label, sure enough it was ours. "Hmph…" he said defeatedly.

In an effort to put a quick and tidy end to the strange past few minutes we had found ourselves in, I offered up a solution. "I guess there must be some other Anjay Bajwa in the area, the show probably just got the wrong address."

Anjay tacitly agreed. I'm sure we both knew the obvious holes in that explanation, our town isn't all that big, and being solidly in the midwest of the united states, Anjay Bajwa was not exactly a common name.

"This guy probably wants this… stuff, right? Should we, uh, try to find him?" Anjay weakly questioned.

I conjured up the image of the intended recipient. Some roided out freak standing wider than a doorway with arms bigger than my head ready to crush someone like me in a single moment. A rush of fear ran down my spine. With a similar picture playing out in Anjay's head, we turned to face each other and in unison uttered "Nah…"

Anjay put the items back in the box and loosely closed the flaps. He tossed it in the corner of the room to hopefully forget about, at least for a awhile.

I wish I could say the strangeness ended there, in fact that was almost true, all the way up to this morning.

I woke up before Anjay. The apartment was bare so I decided to head out early, grab a coffee and a bite, and run some errands. When I got back in the late morning I could sense something was off even before I opened our front door.

Through the opening door I spotted not Anjay, but a nearly naked yoked out freak. I stood frozen for a moment. He was thankfully facing away from me admiring himself in the small mirror hanging on the wall. I spied something familiar, the colorful posers. That's when it hit me, this must be the other Anjay looking for his package. A rush of fear shot down my spine, what if he's pissed we had it? Just look at those fucking arms, that back, he could pulverize me without breaking a sweat.

I stood there long enough for the creature to take notice. As he turned to face me, my fear took it's place as a side dish, with a main course of bewilderment. It was Anjay, my Anjay, from neck up at least, or what's left of it. Finally I broke my silence exclaiming "What the hell, man?!"

"Dave! I'm soo glad you're home! Bro, drop that stuff but hold onto your keys, we gotta hurry!" I instinctively stepped out of the way as he came powering towards me. In another second he was out the door, a gust of wind cast from his wide torso the only remnant by the time I had spun around. He was halfway down the hallway by the time I made it out the door. I was astonished he could move so fast with how big his legs had gotten, they clashed with every step yet he was practically sprinting to the parking lot. Still he was clad in nothing but those posers, but passerby's opted to say nothing, either terrified by the sight in front of them or insanely aroused.

Thankfully I hadn't locked my car doors, otherwise Anjay might have ripped the door clear off the hinges. The shocks of my late model sub compact protested as he slammed his weight into my passenger seat. Jeez, how much does he, does Anjay weigh now? Following his lead, I quickly hopped into the car myself. As I got in though, I slammed into what felt like cement, but turned out to be Anjay's arm.

"Huh, sorry bro, not used to my new width." Did he always say bro so much?

"Where exactly are we going in such a hurry?" I ask. That's when he pulled out another familiar item, the badge, pointing at it and exclaiming "Remember this? The expo center!"

"You've got to be kidding me!" too much had happened, too much had changed, it's all I could blurt out. "Look at me Dave, I'm gonna clean up bro!" Okay, that's a bro every sentence. "C'mon, we're gonna be late!" I took a second to sit and process as he sat by anxiously… "Okay, fine we'll go, but you gotta tell me what the hell happened to you."

Anjay was more than happy to tell the story of his morning. He started before I could even shift into reverse.

"Bro! oh my god bro, you won't believe it! So I woke up and there was like nothing in the house, but then I remembered that peanut butter from the other day. I grabbed a big ol' spoonful and plopped my ass on the couch."

As he spoke I found it hard to pay attention to the road, he was so animated, only exaggerated by his newly huge muscles, they were bulging everywhere at the slightest movement.

"A few minutes later, I started feeling this fuzzy feeling, I didn't know what it was, but it felt good. Bro that's when I noticed something else, my body was moving under my clothes, I lifted up my shirt and I had abs, abs bro!"

He took the opportunity to point at his obvious abs, flexing as he did.

"Once I connected the dots I practically ran back to the tub and dug back in… and before I knew it I looked and it was half gone! I knew I had fucked up, so I ran to the bathroom to check out the damage."

"My clothes were pulling apart at the seams, huge fucking peaks ripping through the arms, pecs busting out the front." He flexed each muscle group as he called it out. "Fuckin' delts, abs, quads, lats, traps, my god bro, you have no idea how good it felt, how good I feel!"

I recognized some of those words as he said them, using his obvious context clues for the ones I didn't. I had no idea Anjay was so knowledgeable about muscle.

"I didn't want to completely freak you out." Mission decidedly not accomplished. "So I tried to find something to wear, but the only thing that would fit were those posers… when I slipped them on bro oh shit, they felt so good, I looked so good, but then something else happened. My mind started filling with all this new knowledge… muscle groups, workout routines, diets, supplements, cycles, poses! Before I knew it I was a champion bodybuilder, through and through!"

"Yeah, you can say that again…" I said acknowledging the physical embodiment of his statement. "I'm worried those posers might of sucked some knowledge out of you Anjay, since when do you use bro as a punctuation mark?"

"Haha, don't be silly bro, I've always talked like this… and call me AJ."

AJ? I sat there just wishing for my friend Anjay back, not this beefed up bro'd out version of him. Hesitantly I continued, "Ok… AJ, I just didn't know you were so into muscle?"

"I wasn't…" he paused "at least I think I wasn't, but I mean look at me bro, who wouldn't want this?" With that he raised both of his arms up to flex. As he did his lats? flared out and brushed my shoulder. "Shit, I didn't even know you could even have muscles there."

"Bro I got muscles everywhere and then some. Look at the class on my badge, super heavyweight… damn right! Fuck, I'm so pumped, I'm gonna crush it!"

Anjay… I mean AJ, had his bare foot on the ground before I had even come to a full stop upon arriving. Again I followed in tow. Unlike at the apartment, the sight of a muscleman clothed only in a shiny pair of posers was of shock to no one inside. It's what they're all here to see, what I was here to see I guess?

He led us straight backstage, scattered around were other men and their own companions all getting ready for their time onstage. Looking around I was shocked to realize that AJ was the biggest of any of them.

"Bro, take this," he handed me the bottle of tanning oil "you gotta help me tan up."

I was taken aback "I uhh… well I mean, I don't uhh." I looked around, elsewhere many men were doing the same, but I couldn't I mean, we're friends, but I.

"Fine," he grabbed the bottle back "I'll get started."

He dotted the bronze tan across his chest and started rubbing it in, following it up with his legs and arms. If you thought he looked insane before, with the shimmery coat of tan his new freakish form really popped. Halfway through, I heard his gut grumble, he turned back to grab something else, the peanut butter.

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"Seriously Anjay you're eating more of that stuff? Look at yourself, do you really think you need more? You're practically bursting out of your skin already."

"I told you bro, call me AJ. Anjay sounds so… formal. As for this," he says as he gulps down a spoonful "I'm lickin' this baby clean…" "Now, I've done as much as I can, I need your help buddy, I can't reach my back." He contorts his arms up and over or behind and up showing just how far he is from reaching.

"I guess there's one downside to all those shiny new muscles," I quip.

"I wouldn't call it a downside, not when I have a bro like you…" with that he made a little pouty face unbecoming of his brutal form. I relent and swallow my awkwardness. "Hand me the bottle." His eyes light up.

I walk around AJ, and I mean around, and find myself staring at the contrasted light patch of his wide back. Man, I really wish I had gloves for this, I lament as I squirt a dollop into my palm. Distributing it between my hands I took a deep breath… here goes nothing.

I feel a jolt of electricity run though me as I make contact. Something's changed, something's flipped. I watch myself as I spread the bronze coating. The back in front of me is the same, but the interpretation has changed. It's not shocking, nor disgusting, it's a thing of beauty. I zoom out in my head, my god, the whole thing is, he is, AJ is. I feel my hands gliding over the many ridges of his back, turning perfection into more perfection. That's when I notice something else, the effects from the latest bite of peanut butter… he's growing. I can see his flesh expanding between my fingers, I can feel it press ever so slightly more against my hands. I've never felt so connected to AJ and I know he can feel it too. The world around us taking a backseat to our own shared reality.

I reapply and venture my hands further down south ensuring that his colossal glutes get the attention they deserve. I pull down his posers, ensuring every inch gets covered. Before I know it my fingers found themselves deep inside as I gently tease his hole. Electricity shoots through me again as I watch him squirm.

Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a figure coming in hot to our left. Fuck, we're busted, I think, followed up quickly by a different thought, wait, what the fuck am I doing?

The figure comes into focus, it's a frantic respectfully beefed up man in an official looking polo.

"There you are!" he yells out to us as I casually snap AJ's poser back into place. "You missed check-in, you better come with me right now if you don't wanna get DQ'd."

Not allowing for any protest he grabs AJ's hand to lead him away, muttering under his breath as he does, "These lunks, the big ones can't hold a thought in their head outside of their next rep…"

AJ grabs the peanut butter as he stumbles, then walks away. In between bites he shouts back "Grab a seat bro, I'll be lookin' for ya!"

With nowhere else to go I follow his instructions and find a seat in the amphitheater. In the relative calm I have a moment to process the events of the past few hours. Here I am, sitting at a bodybuilding competition waiting for my best friend to walk onstage and show off his insane muscles. I thought about how I feel about that, I have a vague recollection of being scared and confused, but now it seems clear. AJ's got muscles, he's a bodybuilder, of course we're at a bodybuilding competition. The only thing I feel now is anticipation.

I flash back to backstage as I sit and wait. I can't get the image out of my head. His muscles… so big, so hot, muscles are hot, AJ is hot, fuck! AJ is hot! I can't wait to see him again, to touch, I shiver. Almost on command the lights in the amphitheater lower to signal the start of the show.

Competitors start marching onstage, they all have nothing on AJ, I think, only confirming more as they continue to appear. The stage slowly fills as each hits their mark. Still no sign of AJ. I briefly worry something happened to him.

But then, the backlights of the stage are snubbed out by a hulking figure. It steps out under the stage lights. It's unlike any other man up onstage, it's hard to believe it's man at all. It's AJ.

A hush washes over the amphitheater. You couldn't just see, but you could feel his movements, you could hear him coming. The thuds of his footsteps, the stretch of his posers trying to hold back the mass he's become.

He hasn't even flexed a muscle yet but all eyes were on him. I had no idea a man could be so beautiful. He is absolutely bursting with muscle. Every limb, every surface stacked with veiny glistening meat. I find myself getting hard. I stroke my cock through my shorts and make note of many other men in the audience doing the same.

AJ is wearing a cocky smile confirming that he is aware of all our gazes. He coyly takes his place in the lineup, pretending that there's any possible way the show will go on as planned now that everyone has seen him.

To their credit, they did attempt to run though a few poses, but even those onstage found it hard to hold form when their attention was quickly snapping back to their muscled colleague. Noticing this, AJ steps forward to give everyone what they wanted, his juicy up body, up close and personal.

AJ goes through an entire routine like he's spent ages perfecting every pose. His front double bi threatens to encase his head in delt and bicep meat. His ab and thigh positively does. And those thighs, wide sweeping drops of muscle, transforming into carved marble columns as he stomps down.

He turns around to face the other competitors, winking at their astonished faces as he does. It's time to give everyone else the a view of what they've been seeing. His lat spread seems to just go wider and wider without any sign of stopping. And his glutes, my god, they're absolutely planetary.

Spinning back around, AJ playfully takes a customary bow indicating the end of the show. It was indeed the end of the show and he needn't move from that spot on center stage. Not wanting to keep the godlike figure waiting, officials rush out and crown him champion.

There's no lineup. Second, third, who cares, everyone else is a blur. He's first, second, and third both in size and perfection. Medals in hand, AJ turns and leaves the stage, leaving the crowd to reflect on what they just witnessed.

I find AJ backstage, swarmed by all types, attendees, officials, media, competitors, they all couldn't get enough of him, couldn't get close enough to him. He sees me and pushes his wide body through the crowd like it's nothing. He doesn't even skip a beat as he scoops me up and carries me out of the room.

I can tell I weigh nothing to him. I'm a warmup weight. Even without being terribly stressed, his muscles were putting on a show for me. I watch his biceps and pecs bulge to hold me, just taking in the sensation of being cradled by muscle. We lock eyes and smile knowingly.

AJ whisks us away into a side room away from the crowd and gently sets me down in front of him. The room is bare aside from us and the plastic taped on walls and floor for tan smearing muscle beasts like AJ. Not exactly what you'd call ambiance, but it didn't matter. We have all we need.

Without saying a word I step forward and place my hands on his chest. He flexes in approval. I feel a jolt run though me as I feel his pecs shift from beautiful pillows to striated boulders. I lean down and press my cheek against his cobblestone abs. I linger just feeling the motion of his gut contracting and expanding with every breath.

I bring my hands down to his posers and slip them down, his dick pleasingly flops out already semi-hard. As he comes to full mast I realize it's larger than I remember. It didn't grow as much as everything else, but it's still impressive. A stiff golden rod setting itself out from his dark bronzed quads.

I wrap my lips briefly around just the tip before taking it in deep with a skill like I had done this hundreds of times before. I'm in ecstasy as I feel AJ fill me so completely, as I hear him moan with pleasure while I hit all the right spots, as I watch his quads twitch up close and personal with every suck. His movements and breaths become sharply staccato as I take him to climax.

AJ grunts with gorilla-like intensity as he rockets three hot, huge, loads down my throat. I stand up and wipe my lips as AJ comes back down to earth. Once he does, he chooses to finally break the silence with, "It's your turn now, bro." His voice booms deeper than I remember, the statement hitting me like a ton of bricks. He turns around and fully drops his posers, struggling briefly against his quad meat as he does.

My already erect member twitches even harder at the sight of his uncovered ass. Even more so when he leans forward and his massive cheeks split. I hastily drop my pants and am practically pulled in like a vortex. I place my soft hands on AJ's granite glutes before inserting my cock into his waiting hole. I'm glad I went in so deep with the tan earlier, it serving as rudimentary lube.

As I begin to thrust, I watch the dancing mountainous landscape of AJ's back in front of me. His ass is magnificent, so firm and tight. Every few strokes he squeezes his mighty glutes ever so little sending pleasure rocketing through me and also reminding me that he could crush my dick to smithereens in a single flex if he wanted to, this only serving to rile me even more. Regardless, it's clear who is in control in this moment, he wants this just as bad as I do.

I collapse forward onto AJ's back as I cum. We both stay in this position for a few seconds while we catch our breath. Standing back up, we make ourselves as decent as we can. AJ pulling his skimpy poser back into place and me pulling my pants back up and trying and failing to wipe the stripes of bronzer now all over my skin and clothes.

I laugh as I look up at AJ. "What?" he asks.

"Sorry, I wore a spot out on your tan, haha."

AJ chuckles to himself as he turns to face me. "Oh shit bro, but look at you" I'm practically covered in splotches of bronzer. "Honestly, doesn't look to bad on ya, have you ever considered bodybuilding?" AJ heartily boasts. We both chuckle with the silly question serving to encapsulate the wild ride we both have been on.

"Something tells me there's a lot more of this to come, but first… this tank bro" AJ slaps his bloated muscle gut, "she's gonna need a lot more than peanut butter to fill 'er up."

With that we head back out together in search of what I assume is an ungodly amount of food to fill up my hulking best friend… boyfriend? possibly.

We're a total mess, anyone looking at us would have no trouble putting together what we just did. We hold our heads high regardless, because who gives a fuck, like you wouldn't if you could. But you can't, so might as well flaunt what's mine. Besides in reality no one is giving me a second glance next to him.

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In that first stroll together as an item out in the world, AJ and David find themselves in a place of pure joy and contentment, ecstatic about their budding new reality and relationship. Little did they know what was coming next.

Waiting innocently on their doorstep… another package… Wonder who it's addressed to?

[astarion-approves]

astarion reacts to tav being betrayed by a loved one and tav getting injured during the betrayal?

Astarion x Gender Neutral Tav! - Fucking Randy Astarion first person POV - it's alright lol I can't even think of a summary for this...

Tags: More humor than angst, first person pov (Astarion), 500+ words, drabble, poor description of a fight, OOC Astarion

Summary: Honestly, I don't know what Tav saw in that human. A complete jackass, and one that would eventually get them killed.

Read here or on AO3

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The battle started just as any other. Tav ahead of us, usually sticking their nose where it didn’t belong, insulting strangers without a second thought, or even just punching someone at random for the hell of it. It was one of the things that made me approve of them so quickly. Their… ‘I don’t give a shit’ attitude. I admired it. Loved it, really. 

Unfortunately, I wasn’t the only one. 

His name was Randy. Yes, Randy, if you can believe it. A human male who was tall and lanky, but not in an unattractive way— again, unfortunately for me. Somehow he had managed to woo Tav before we’d even met. The barbarian was a complete savage, encouraging Tav to make admittedly stupid decisions, drinking past his limit, and taking advantage of Tav’s kindness without them even realizing it. 

It came as no surprise when Tav spit straight into the face of someone trying to intimidate our group. Hell, I laughed in response. Watching someone wipe spit from their face in shock is never not funny. Disgusting, obviously, but hilarious nevertheless.

Shadowheart clicked her tongue and readied her weapon, Gale doing much the same but with a heavy sigh, Randy (fucking Randy, really? Seriously? Randy? RANDY?!) revealed his sword and steadied it in his hands, and my lovely self exposed my dangers— each of us ready to destroy those who stood before us. 

Tav grinned at their lover, laughing as Randy lunged forward and buried his sword into the spit covered face of the one that stood before them. A dagger would have been a better choice, but who am I to judge? Right? I was only a fucking magistrate. 

Fucker. 

Soon other’s flooded into the area, the quick murder drawing their attention to our group. Tav and Randy worked their way through the group, the rest of us picking off the rangers that tried to hide. 

A quick fight, as it usually was with our group… 

But then… something happened. 

A shot of fire, heading directly towards Tav and Randy— Shadowheart wasn’t fast enough to shield them and the pair were vulnerable against it. I heard Tav scream as Randy grabbed their shoulders and pushed them in front of himself. I could only watch as the fire flew towards them and exploded against Tav’s chest. They fell to the ground, landing on their side, no longer breathing. 

Gale cast a spell in the direction of the killer, but I wasn’t paying attention, I was running to Tav. 

They laid on the ground, their eyes open and staring into nothing, mouth hanging open as if they were still screaming from the blow. I dropped to my knees beside them, cradling their head in my lap, my hands tapping on their cheeks, words flying from my mouth but I didn’t even know what I was saying. 

“Leave them,” Randy said. “We need to keep moving.” 

I flung my dagger into his skull. 

Shadowheart began casting spells, anything they could do to bring Tav back—

But they still laid there. 

Luckily, all we had to do was carry them back to camp and Withers was able to bring them back from the dead. 

Randy we left behind. Because fuck Randy. 

And now, tonight, I’ll be making my first move on Tav. They’re still a little hurt from the betrayal, weeks later. And… they also tell us stories of their nightmares and the cool chill of death that lingers and haunts them— 

But they blush when they look at me, and that’s good enough for me. 

[teriri-sayes]

Reactions to Chaos Creator's Chapter 267

TL;DR - Cale and Alberu tease each other. Cale meets Pope Kesilia. Raon is curious about DHB's name. Raon's friendliness warms Kesilia's heart.

The Teasing First half of the chapter was Cale and Alberu teasing each other.

Alberu: In that virtual world, levels have a huge impact. Even if Rank 1 Ahn Roh Man is on our side, it's only proper for me to become as strong as possible. That way, I can carry you, CH, and Raon. Raon: Human, what is carry? What are levels? Alberu: I'll tell you more when you return to Roan. But let me say this. This place, this place is really… It's a new and huge world. As if several worlds came together. Cale: You're having fun now, right? Alberu: … Cale: It's fun, right? Alberu: … Cale: You're having fun so you pull all-nighters, right? Alberu: … *smiles* Cale: You look awkward, so don't smile. Alberu: You truly are irreverent. Cale: For The Irreverent Emperor to say that, I truly appreciate it. Alberu: …

Cale calling out Alberu for saying he was irreverent/disrespectful when Alberu's in-game name was The Irreverent Emperor was so funny. 😂 The sarcasm in Cale's words as he says that line while using polite language was just 🤣🤣🤣

Cale: You tend to work hard at everything, don’t you? So, as you played, you probably learned about the fun of the game. Anyway, since you are the one handling it, take care of yourself. Alberu: Cale Henituse. Aren’t you speaking too casually? feels annoyed Cale: Not really. I say this out of utmost respect and consideration for the crown prince. Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince also- Alberu: ??? frowns Cale: grins Would you like to faint and collapse like me? Oh, will you have a nosebleed? I don't know if this will make you healthier. Hahaha! Raon: Human, human! The crown prince's pride looks very hurt right now! Cale: Hahaha! gets more excited upon hearing Raon's words Alberu: … I've come to my senses. Pfft. Cale: (Hmm? Why is he suddenly smiling suspiciously? Why does it make me feel upset?) Alberu: Cale Henituse. Do you think that is possible? Cale: … Raon: I don’t think the crown prince will end up like my human! Hong: That’s right! That’s what our youngest said! On: The difference between exercising and not exercising is quite big. You can't compare to the crown prince. If His Highness needs to be compared to someone, a knight is the best. Cale: sees On pitying him … Alberu: Hahaha! On: patting Cale's leg to comfort him

Cale's attempt to tease Alberu's health completely backfired on him. 🤣🤣🤣

Raon and Kesilia Raon was so cute today. Pope Kesilia was depicted as a character obsessed with dragging down everyone with her, but now that she met Raon, it might be possible that she would have a change of heart.

Raon asked for her name, but Kesilia refused to say it, being fine with just being called the pope. Raon was being friendly with her, not minding that she was a mixed blood dragon, so she felt confused. He even offered to introduce Cale's DHB to Kesilia if she wanted friends.

There was also Raon noticing that she was in pain, and offering again to introduce her to his mom and Eruhaben who helped with treating DHB's pain. Kesilia felt strangely warm at Raon treating her nicely.

DHB's Name Oh my goodness, the author finally remembered this! We still did not get a name reveal, but Cale confirmed that he had already thought of one after putting much thought in it.

But our cutie Raon did not believe Cale, and was asking the pope for her name in hopes that Cale would get inspiration from hearing the name of another mixed blood dragon. And then, Raon made a cute assumption.

Raon was talking about DHB, and blurted that DHB was called someone Miru. Hmm... why is this hard to word? It's something like ____ Miru. Blank Miru? That doesn't sound right. Whatshisname Miru? Sounds better, but still strange.

Everyone was surprised to hear that, even Raon himself. From the fact that Raon assumed that Cale would give DHB the last name of Miru like him, to the fact that Raon knew that DHB once tried to kill him, yet he was fine in sharing the same last name with DHB.

I guess Raon was feeling conflicted like his mom regarding DHB. Meanwhile, Kesilia was puzzled about this young dragon willing to share the same last name to a mixed blood dragon who once tried to kill him. It must be unimaginable for her who was treated badly by the Aipotu dragons on the Dragon Lord's side. 😢

Crazy Clopeh Clopeh claimed that it was Rasheel who destroyed one of the temple's buildings, but Cale was having doubts about that, given the expression of the pope towards Clopeh. 😂

We never got to know what exactly the destructive trio did at the temple, but it was pretty much confirmed that Clopeh talked about Cale so much like a legendary hero. And Hannah said that Cale was a kind guy. So it was no wonder that 3rd Bishop Horns and the unnamed 1st Bishop treated Cale in awe. Or Pope Kesilia being friendly and cooperative with him.

Of course, Cale wondered how Clopeh introduced him to them because of their reactions. 😂 And also felt dizzy just thinking about it. 🤣🤣🤣

Ending Remarks Today's chapter was so good with its funny and heartwarming moments. 🥰 Next chapter would be Cale beginning his dragon lair looting plans, or probably more planning stuff. But the name tease of DHB has got me excited. I guess his last name will be Miru too because Cale did not object to Raon's words. So the only mystery now is his first name. Raon Miru. Dodam Miru. It seems like the Miru family is gaining a new member~!

[andy-wm]

I have thoughts about the Tiktok JK deleted

<<I realise its a few days ago now and you might be wondering 'what tiktok?' but I've been writing in snatches when I have a few minutes so it took a while. Anyway, here it is...>>

A few posts I've read have suggested JK did the silly>sexy Tiktok challenge backwards. That he did sexy>silly instead. That he was being random and funny.

I disagree.

What he did was unexpected, a little left of centre, and for the people who can read subtext, not random at all but very very clever.

I'll tell you why, (It may not be what you think) but first I need to vent about two things:

1. Give the man some credit. He knows what he's doing.

There are some who love JK but who see him as a naive innocent. He is not. He isn't a child or a himbo.

Saying he did the challenge just because it's trending, and he reversed the order of the content for a bit of a joke, is insulting to him as an artist. It would suggest he has no forethought or understanding of himself or his (global) audience, and his decisions are made on impulse with no idea of the consequences.

He's very intelligent and has plenty of experience with digital media and creating content. Besides being involved in producing complex visual narratives as part of BTS for the last ten years, he has directed and produced seven highly polished and professional GFC videos. And don't forget the MVs for Life Goes On. For the October issue of Vogue Korea he took on the role of Creative Director. That's a pretty big deal. So we can assume he knows what he's doing.

If he produces content in a particular way, it's because it enables him to communicate what he wants to communicate.

2. You may not understand the message. That doesn't mean there's nothing to understand.

A heads up to people who can't work it out... your inability to grasp meaning doesn't equate to 'no meaning exists'. Suggesting that people who recognise what he's doing are reaching or delusional is an insult to both the audience who can read this situation, and to Jungkook, who is sharing his message.

Consider a system of writing you can't decode. Lack of comprehension doesnt mean the writing is meaningless, it means you don't understand the language.

Even if you believe you understand what's being said, please recognise that context may play a role too, that it could reveal a richer and deeper message. Don't just assume the easiest (laziest) interpretation is correct.

(You may have guessed, someone suggested I was 'behaving like the cult' when I pointed out that JK's tiktok was more than being funny ... and now I'm mad 🤣)

Vent over. Now back to he topic at hand...

💜💛

What was he was really doing? And why is it not at all random?

Let's take a step back to recall what army has been saying about this...

Almost every interpretation i read suggests he reversed the order (silly>sexy becomes sexy>silly). The reason given is that his tiktok only makes sense if the order is reversed, and this idea is backed up by the caption saying "I go the other way".

But the 'reversed order' theory is based on a hereronormative perspective of what's sexy (and a stereotypical perspective of silly.)

So consider the content of his tiktok from a queer point of view...

For a man in a relationship with another man, the idea that he's with all those women is silly.

It's silly to believe he's got a girlfriend - or several. It's silly to think the womens' names in the song are relevant to him.

He posted this tiktok at a time when he's releasing music that fits the western pop norm of boy + girl, and when rumours of him dating several women at once are rife. The timing is not a coincidence and nor is the choice of background song for this.

All these assumptions and rumours are pretty silly, JK is telling us.

Now let's talk about the second part, the sexy part. Yes it may look silly on the surface, but we have seen him and Jimin make dorky faces at one another when they're flirting. It seems to be the visual equivalent of calling Jimin 'Jiminssssi'.

It's just another way they create distance and avoid 'getting caught'.

Maybe sexy for Jungkook actually is lying on the couch in your sweatpants making corny faces at your boyfriend.

Remember that he puts out 'stereotypical sexy' on command as part of his job so maybe that doesn't feel very sexy to him. Maybe that's work.

In my view (I know this is subject to interpretation) they've been together for years now. This is not the first flush of love. When you've been with a partner for a while, sex is (hopefully) more fun and less serious. Maybe it's about having the confidence to be wholly unselfconscious.

(My partner makes a Pepé Le Pew face at me when he's goofing. No, i don't know why either... 🤣🤷)

But wait, what about that caption?

What about 난반대로 간다?

My beautiful Korean friend (who sadly has zero interest or care about jikook) confirmed the literal translation:

"I go the other way"

"I take the opposite direction".

It's not "it goes the other way" or "this goes the opposite direction". He's referring specifically to HIMSELF.

Jungkook goes the other way.

But it's more than that according to my friend.

It's a bold statement:

"I don't follow the mainstream."

It reminds me of his tattoo ...

RATHER BE DEAD THAN COOL

He doesn't do things just because everyone else is doing them.

"I don't follow the mainstream."

OK. HOLD UP.

This is where it gets interesting.

Then why would he do something as mainstream as a trending tiktok challenge? Especially something as vapid as this challenge?

And why would he tell us DURING that Tiktok challenge that he DOESN'T follow the mainstream?

And then delete it.

Creating content takes time.

And we know he's a busy man.

He's about to release an album. He's doing live performances. He's prerecording for music shows. He's overseas right now... for the fourth time in a month! Does he have time for this??

And he DELETED it...

Did he just WASTE all that time?

No, he did not.

He deliberately chose to do this.

He did it knowing ARMY studies every action, every video, and every media release.

He did it knowing ARMY would already have copied the video before he took it off his profile.

He said on Stationhead that he knows ARMY has it, and is sharing and posting it. He's FINE with that.

So he took the time to create and upload that video. He wants it out there.

He just doesn't want it on HIS page. That's an important part of the story.

So lets go back to the caption.

"I take the opposite direction"

"I go the other way"

"I don't follow the mainstream."

*Said boldly* remember. It's a loud statement, captioning an otherwise pointless very mainstream trending challenge.

So if he's not referring to tiktok itself, or to uploading challenges, what could he be referring to?

...

...

There's only one thing left: Himself.

I take the opposite direction

I go the other way

I don't follow the mainstream

Essentially... I swing the other way.

There's no way a queer man would make that statement and not fully recognise the message he's sending.

As for deleting the video, I'd say he knew it was too risky to leave on his profile, being a celebrity in Korea. He's managing his brand. Deleting it also gives him plausible deniability. He can say he made an error. As I said, he's very intelligent. He knows ARMY will see it and share it. He knows that those of us with a queer eye will hear the message loud and clear.

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 And we do hear it. 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

[bookwyrminspiration]

KOTLC Graphic Novel: B&N Virtual Event Summary

There are no spoilers

Shannon Messenger was accompanied by Stuart Gibbs, author of Spy School and other series, who asked the questions

Enjoy!

Event's theme was Iggy Celebration--Shannon chose to wear dark blue, as it's secretly her favorite Iggy

It's officially called Dark Blue Iggy in the books, but the actual color nomination from fans was "tardis blue". She couldn't use that for potential legal issues, but she knows it's actually Tardis blue, making it her favorite

Shannon can't take credit for Iggy's changing color

She'd made him pink in book 2, and so a fan at an event asked her what color he'd be in the next book

Shannon asked her what color she wanted him to be. This fan, dressed in head to toe purple, leaned in and very seriously said "Orange." So Iggy was orange

Opened it to fans after that--but sadly never got the name of that one fan to thank her properly ("Whoever you are girl in purple, thank you!")

Book 10 doesn't have an official release date because Shannon's still writing it (as fast as she can!)

Iggy's color options for Book 10 are still undecided as well

Shannon thanks everyone immensely for their patience; "it's my focus! I want to get to them as fast as possible," but she also wants the book to be good and worth the wait

"Naive Shannon thought the later I got into the series the easier the books would be to write. WRONG!"

she has so many planted seeds to keep track of and constantly feels the pressure to one up her previous books

"I kinda wish I'd set the bar a little lower from the beginning"

She can't make a perfect book; there's always going to be someone who doesn't like something

She's reached the point of realizing her plans, and it's a delicate balance. You don't want reveals to feel like they came completely out of left field, but also don't want them to be like "I guessed that six books ago"

Finding the balance between feeling earned and still surprising is a daunting task ahead of her; it's more labor intensive than she thought it'd be

Stuart Gibbs points out that even if it takes a while, Shannon gives us a lot of book per book, so it's worth it

Shannon never intended to write such long books; she used to say every time that the next one she'd get the hang of being concise and it would be shorter, but everyone stopped believing her by book four

Was a graphic novel adaptation ever part of her plans? Secretly yes--she started as an art major and loves seeing illustrated versions of her characters. The highlight of her year is the cover art, and graphic novels are entire books!

It was on her author bucket-list, but she wasn't sure it'd would be possible; some books just don't work as graphic novels and they're expensive for publishers

When she found out she got the adaptation she "did a happy dance I was very grateful no one could see"

How involved were you in this process? Very involved, since her publishers know she has an art background

They let her pick from writers who auditioned--she wasn't sure that was a great idea because she didn't know if she could be objective; "no, I wrote it this way because it needs to be this way!"

Celina "knocked it out of the park" with her audition

For Gabriella, the artist, she was exactly what Shannon was looking for; she wanted a new style--Jason Chan (the cover artist) is incredible, but she wanted the GN to be distinct and more illustrated

She describes the GN as "like Disney meets manga," cartoonish but not

Shannon gave notes on rough drafts, inked pages, and colored versions--she's sure they got sick of her notes by the end of it

She remembers thinking "certain Keefe jokes MUST make it in," but then seeing them in the visual format they realized "huh, this joke isn't funny anymore"

Anything that surprised you about the process? Definitely some of those Keefe jokes not working, but also the fact they had to split it. At first she thought they could work it all into one, but emotion takes longer to convey visually, and they were "robbing the heart out of the book" by trying to fit it in one

Shannon jokes everything she writes ends up longer than they expect

Do you have any idea about part two? It's in the works, but it's a herculean task for the artists, so it all depends on them; "do not blame them at all! this is a daunting, daunting, massive work load"

Shannon owes Gabriella "all the cookies ever"

it's a very tight timeline, so they'll share the release date when they have it, but for now just let the artist do their thing

Was it weird to spend so much time with book 1 again? Forget anything? Want to change anything? There were some sentences she wanted to rewrite--"a book is never done, it's just due"

Thought about adding Gisela in book one, since she wishes she'd introduced her then; she always knew she'd play a huge role, but thought it'd be more clever to not introduce her until she was ready to bring her into play.

Now she disagrees with that decision and wishes she'd been there from book one, but decided that "it's not bad the way she did it, but it would've been more elegant" so she didn't change it

Does Gibbs have anything he would change about his book? He says you don't always know which characters will catch on, some some that become important he wishes he spent more time with in the beginning--"if I'd done this in book one, I couldn't done this in book 7!"

Any movie news? Hollywood is so much hurry up and wait, a ladder with thousands of rungs; they got caught at the script stage when the writer's strike happened, and even though the strike ended that doesn't mean the gears start turning again immediately.

the script is the most important thing, especially since KOTLC would be a very expensive movie, so the more solid the foundation the better the chance they have of getting greenlit

Her fingers are crossed; she wants a movie/show, but she wants it to be a good movie/show

Fans often don't realize how much work it is and how out of the author's hands it is

Reader questions! (name spellings are to the best of my ability)

Celiana: what advice do you have for young authors? Focus on writing and enjoying that part of the process before publishing! Publishing is stressful and complicated

Shannon throws the question to Gibbs. He says a lot of the times fans tell them they don't like their writing, it's their first draft. "Well that would be the problem."

Very few people hit it out of the park on their first try. Editing is a super important part of the process!

Shannon writers her books weird (editing intensely as she goes because she's always behind on deadlines, and hopes to go back to normal one day), but before that she'd have 2 or 3 drafts each. Book 1 was draft 20, Exile was draft 3, Everblaze was 2.

Gibbs does about 10 drafts each (though admits his outlines process isn't nearly as rigorous as Shannon's)

Shannon reached a point where she said "I don't think I'm smart enough to do this alone anymore!" Her books are like houses of cards, and she simply doesn't have time for the drafts to fall apart

She and her team frequently painstakingly plan things out--and even then sometimes have to scrap things. Remember that scene we rigorously went through last week? "it's not working! Now what?"

Mary Claire: Was it hard for you to find a publisher? Yes. First she got an agent, as that's important when traditionally publishing. She got her at draft 13--said that while she loved the book and its idea, you could tell this was Shannon's first book.

They went through a few edits and thought draft 15 was the one, but she got LOTS of rejections

her confidence was shaken, and draft 16 turned into a mess

At draft 18 it was sold, and then they went through 2 more versions with an actual editor; "so so much rewriting..."

Gibbs tried to get published as a kid, but was rejected throughout all of his schooling, so "to heck with this! I'm going to Hollywood to write movies"...which was actually pretty similar

he came back to writing 15.5 years ago during the last writers strike--"hey maybe I should try this book thing again"

They don't share their experiences to scare you; it's worth it, but you have to love writing to be an author given how much work and rejection it is

That's why Shannon says to enjoy the writing stage as long as you can; you need to fall in love with writing and with your story and truly believe in it

Were you always reading as a kid? Writing stories? When did you decide to write a book? Shannon was very focused on art as a kid and wanted to be a Disney animator, but her art doesn't work for that; she can't draw what's in her head, she can only copy, which "makes me about as useful as a camera"

She thought she could learn the skill, but couldn't in art classes; she realized she was always going to be frustrated if she kept at it

She'd started college at 16 and now her life plan was falling to pieces, so her mom advised her to take a class for fun

it was a film class, since she thought she'd be able to watch TV for school

she was, but her teacher also encouraged her to go to film school since she could finally bring things out properly on the page how they were in her head

"You have a lot to learn, but I see something in you." "Cool, I'm a film major now. Answered!"

Turns out film is too collaborative for her and she wanted more control; "there's those book things, I guess I could try those."

She doesn't regret the journey

Addie: How do you et the ideas to write? Shannon wishes she had a tree that sprouted money and great ideas, but really ideas are everywhere and it's a matter of paying attention.

You don't need your whole idea all at once--can be small like "I wonder if that hat...wasn't a hat at all!"

She knew she wanted to work with elves, and she knew she wanted to strip the magic from the story in favor of sci-fi/superhero logistics. The rest came bit by bit

Some days she couldn't write fast enough, others it was "oo, what if they wore capes?"

Elizabeth: what do you do when you have writers' block? Shannon doesn't like to call it that because that makes it seem scarier than it is; to her it's just being stuck, and she plays the "what if?" game

What if I got rid of the previous scene? What if they went here instead? What if, what if, what if? Open yourself to new possibilities

Gibbs is a big going for a walk person for when you're stuck. We all get stuck, not just young writers. he also likes hiking--walking but not coming back for a while.

At this point a poll was sent to the audience asking them to choose between 5 pairs. Bolded won with percentage included afterwards

Teleporting or light leaping? (63%). Eternalia or Mysterium? (63%). Bathe a T-Rex or Pet a Verminion? (55%). Telepath or Empath? (62%). Cape or No Cape? (60%)

Shannon's surprised the Keefe fans didn't pull through with the Empath vote

No matter what Shannon writes, someone's going to be unhappy, so she started pulling back on appealing to fans and prioritizes what fits the story

Marissa: Will Iggy ever go back to grey? That's up to the readers! Shannon leaves it completely in our hands, so if we ever nominate and vote for grey, she'll write it.

Shannon thanks everyone for reading and being patient, as she's writing as fast as she can

When a book is released she usually celebrates with a dessert; she ordered a bunch of fall flavor donuts from Krispy Kreme today, so she's not sure if she'll save one for tomorrow or get something new

It's dangerous that she can just push a button and donuts will show up at her house (doordash)

Gibbs and Shannon hope everyone love the graphic novel as much as they do--and stay tuned for part 2!

[magpiefrankie]

fnaf movie spoilers below I just wanna get my thoughts out this isn't well written I'm just excited and need an outlet!

so I've seen people say it was bad? I don't think it was bad at all. I think from a technical viewpoint there were things that could have been better but as a fan it was wonderful. Absolutely made for the fans. It wasn't really a horror movie. I was expecting a lot more horror. There weren't really many jumpscares? And it was mostly the balloon boy doll. I still thought that was funny.

I loved the opening sequence with Spingbonnie leading the kids away! He looked a little goofy at points but that's okay I liked it.

I don't know if I'm remembering wrong but the moment we heard Mike's alarm clock I thought 'that's the alarm clock from fnaf 4'. Knowing that 'Steve Raglan' is of course William made his scenes all the more funny because man we know you're talking about yourself. I really wasn't sure if they were going to reveal that Mike was Michael Afton and Abby was Elizabeth or something and they obviously avoided saying his last name to tease us about it. The Vanessa plot twist completely took me by surprise. Obviously we could see she was involved more than she was letting on but I really wasn't expecting her to be Williams daughter. Nice plot twist for fans, subverting the expectations of Mike being an Afton and calling her Vanessa to confuse us and everything. I liked the changes they made to it because you're gonna have to change stuff when it's a standalone film.

The animatronics looked incredible! Other than Foxys kinda janky scenes because he couldn't be operated like the others, their movements were really good and believable. I loved their personalities being able to come out with Abby! That scene was so cute.

Springbonnie looked amazing. I'd say that suit looked the best of all! Very menacing, I love how Mathew Lillard played William. I can't wait to see those scenes again because he was very good. I'm so happy we got the springlock scene! I like how he didn't really scream because they say how it would puncture your vocal chords and you wouldn't be able to.

The living tombstone playing was just the cherry on top. My sister was the victim of my excited flailing on more than one occasion but that was probably the worst. (I actually gasped and clapped my hands together when Springbonnie appeared-) In my mother's words, when I told her about the alarm clock, 'God frankie you're sad' lmao.

OH YEAH and I waited till the end and was happy to hear the come find me noises.

Fun fact I managed to miss the matpat cameo because I went to the bathroom. I asked my sister if I missed anything and she said no. Lmao.

My grandfathers clock playing in the credits threw me off haha.

[world-fire-entity]

Can we agree that Needles is just Jonny Sims f****ing with us? The joke is Sims couldn't find a more creative name than Michael for a very similar character and went with needles (I bet his name is revealed the be John with an h tbh)

But I feel like we think this solely because Needles is f***ing with the policeman and through that Jonny, Sims is f***ing with us.

They both exhibit the same speech patterns for being annoyingly vague and creepy, but Needles feels so much more like an imitation of Michael (Or some horror movie antagonist). Michael has the horrific elder god experience and the title of distortion to back him up. He has the default ability to cause fear and confusion when he speaks because he's literally the spiral, Something that has existed for hundreds of years. When he talks, your default is to be scared because this thing is threatening your sanity solely by interacting with you even if you don't know what it is.

He is a monster with a few human qualities attributed to Michael.

Needles is literally just some guy covered in needles. ITS SO FUNNY. This seems to be his first few murders as evidenced by the police not being able to identify who he is (Death by Needles feels infamous enough to stick) and he's baffled when "I'm Needleman and I'm going to hug this man" doesn't work by default. He has NOTHING under his belt to justify why he would speak this way. In fact, He literally stops doing it for like 2 sentences when he figures out (what was obvious to us) that the policeman doesn't believe him. "Not sca– This isn’t some poxy blood test, some little pinprick, this is hundreds, thousands of razor-sharp points pushing into your flesh. We’re talking about the embrace of an iron maiden, an excruciating agony formed from a thousand tiny hurts." He repeats the policeman in shock, interrupts himself while doing it, and then starts using what I think is human slang. "Poxy" - Lousy in British apparently Some - Informal We're talking about - Informal. A thousand tiny hurts - Idk if British people just talk like this but this phrase is adorable to me, an American. like aw

Contrary to Michael, He has to convince, not that this is real, that this is scary. It feels really human of him, to be honest. In addition, he does that thing where we learn something in a movie, and it turns out to be incorrect/not the whole truth. Like "Wdym you can't find my location, I thought police could track phones."

LIKE Michael feels like a monster that has become a poor imitation of a human. He still speaks like a monster and is a monster even if he has a name now. Needles feels like a human trying their best to become a poor imitation of a monster. Attempting to speak like a monster and scare like a monster and stumbling while doing it.

I'm gonna be honest. This whole post is just me begging for a reveal that Needles was never a monster. He's just some guy who spent a week gluing needles to his free hugs short and occasionally guesses police stations in London.

[fixfoxnox]

Yanno what'd be funny? Dead fiancé GHOST reboot au where Soap and Ghost were engaged, but he died and Soap is learning to love again with Roach BUT NONE OF THAT ICKY SAYING THE WRONG NAME STUFF

We could always kill off Soap but i feel like killing off Ghost is funnier

~👑

NO BECAUSE I'VE ACTUALLY THOUGHT ABOUT THIS BEFORE AND I LOVE IT

You guys don't understand I've had so many ideas on how to reverse this AU in a way that either makes none of them suffer (more than necessary) or makes someone other than Roach suffer (Apologies Ghost and Soap but you'll be fine with like one less Ao3 fic about you two and one more that focuses on someone else).

I've thought about Ghost dying where he was Soap's fiance. Then Soap can get promoted to liutenant and be Roach's liutenant. Lots of struggle in that the two could have lots of interactions that are similar to moments between Soap and Ghost. Because Soap losing Ghost would for sure make him a bit more like jaded and a bit more like '09 Soap because of what happened.

So you get that (minus all the toxic calling the other by their dead lovers name) where Roach slowly helps Soap recover and regain some of that life that he lost when Ghost died. They get to kiss and be in love and you can have conflict when they start dating of Roach nearly dying on a mission (as he does) and Soap flipping the fuck out because he doesn't want to lose another lover.

Roach getting to know Ghost (dead) through Soap and, though he never met him, he comes to love and appreciate him for what he was to Soap and what happiness he gave to Soap (let's get rid of that icky almost "competition"/resentment aspect that people tend to include in their dead Roach stuff because its fucking weird to have Soap in competition/hating a dead man)

Other ideas I've had for how to fix this dead fiance stuff is GhostRoach where Roach believes that his fiance, Simon Riley, dies in Mexico (like many people believe), and Ghost doesn't tell him that he's alive because he's worried that it will come back on him and end up with Roach getting killed (he's also terrified of Roach's reaction)

But Ghost doesn't move on either. He keeps he and Roach's engagement ring on (or around his neck/on a necklace during missions). He keeps up with what Roach is doing through the internet, essentially torturing himself because he can tell that Roach is struggling but he can't bring himself to reveal anything.

Then you have Soap who kinda falls for Ghost, but pieces together that Ghost is in love with someone else. Similar to my "Ghost's Dead Fiance" thing, he believes that Ghost is mourning a dead lover. He doesn't press Ghost and, in fact, tries to get over him.

How does Soap try to get over him??? A dating app where he ends up connecting and chatting with an American man named Gary Sanderson who goes by Roach. Roach was convinced to make the account by his family and therapist who didn't want to see him in constant mourning and finally convinced him to at least try.

Soap and Roach hit it off and they essentially start dating online. Then you have Ghost who starts getting upset because he can tell that Roach is with someone new through his posts online (not knowing who), but he also feels guilty about being upset because how can he expect Roach to just mourn him for the rest of his life and never live.

Anyways then you get drama of Roach eventually coming to visit Soap and (since he never knew Simon as Ghost) he doesn't recognize him. So you have Ghost who is forced to watch the man he loves be all sweet and lovey to his Sergeant.

And we all know Ghost is shit with emotions and is still too scared to tell Roach who he is, especially now. So Soap misleads the situation and thinks that Ghost hates/is being rude to Roach for no reason. It eventually comes to a head in a big argument in front of the 141 where eventually Ghost says something that just clicks for Roach on why his voice sounds so familiar (that or he sees the ring) and he just goes "Simon?"

And boom even more drama that eventually ends with all three of them dating and together and happy 😊

[yourlowkeyidiot3]

I wanna explain my Michael Afton lore cause idk why but I guess my brain has decided to be obsessed with him but I can't so I'll explain it in a shitty nutshell

Michael, eldest son of William Afton, as a teenager was a bit of a menace. And with that I mean he fucking killed his younger brother cause he thought putting his head on the mouth of a working robot would be a funny and totally harmless idea, he's a dumbass like that. But his aggressive behaviour is actually an effect of his sadistic mad scientist father using hallucinating gas leak on him and his brother. In other words. Fucking drug abuse. But one night he runs away from this torture which is basically the whole Midnight Motorist shit. And years later he picks a job at the FNaF 1 location as Mike Schmidt and realises that something is terrible wrong with Freddys but for some reason he stays at the job that could easily get him killed. Idk maybe he was just really that broke. Anyway on night 7 he tampers with the robots, unprofessionally, to find out what's wrong with them but he gets fucking fired L bozo.

Some years later his dad sends him a latter to go and free his sister from the sister location and he finds that a good opportunity to redeem himself and to finally earn his father's approval so he does, there he finds Circus Baby who he immediately recognizes as his sister Elizabeth so he puts a blind loyalty and trust in her words which results in him getting his organs scooped out of him and his body used as a skinsuit by said sister combined with other vengeful souls cause they thought he was William. Goddamn not again. But unfortunately for them the human body decomposes once you take away everything that keeps it alive so that forces them to leave.

Tragically he dies oh nevermind he pulled a William and said "bitch Im alive", Michael a now purple reanimated corspe kept alive by remnant, realises that his father was one cruel son of a bitch and vows to find him

After 30 years in 2023 he finally does that, he finds his father in a condition where he's stuck in his non-binary furry persona. And how does he deal with his abusive serial murderer father? Arson of course. He sets the whole horror attraction on fire cause he's a badass like that.

Then sometime later it was revealed that the bitch survived so he takes the job as the manager in pizza sim and he tracks the possessed animatronics in one place and Henry sets the labyrinth on fire to free the souls. So he, his siblings and the other souls go to heaven while William goes to hell. And he finally finds peace.

But wait this YouTuber named Matpat then goes and says that his soul is inside glamrock Freddy but wait he now says that he is actually still alive and Idk what to believe (I hope he is)

[lovecanbesostrange]

ouattober2023 Day 5: Fav Relationship

RED SNOW

It doesn't say romantic relationship, so my absolute fav that will creep into everything else (even very specific Red romances with other ladies I daydream about) is Snow White & Red, Mary Margaret & Ruby, who weren't allowed enough scenes together post-curse.

Snow White wandered the wilderness alone and ended up in a chicken coop, seeking shelter from the cold and oh yeah, also there was this growling scary sounding beast around (funny thing about that...). And in the morning Red stumbles in, trying to get eggs. What would you do finding a thief? Be at least a bit little suspicious? Especially when the thief gives you an obviously fake name? At least question of that thief might have done something bad and was hiding for a nefarious reason? Yeah, not Red though. One look and she takes the girl in. Name? Pffff, just something to call someone. (Which makes a lot of sense, since she doesn't reveal her own name, it's just "everyone calls me Red".) Yes, okay, Snow is so far away from her bandit badassery, Red can assess the threat level and she knows she could take her... that's for sure some thoughts running through her head.

And from then it's settled, these two are friends now. Finding some dead, maimed corpses and subsequently going on a wolf hunt sure helps the bonding experience. The true kicker is when one of them turns out to be the wolf and the other is just: "¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Well, we suspected the person isn't violent and I won't abandon her now." See, this is a good example of do-as-you-preach. Snow was adamant that Red could help Peter, that he was truly good at heart, not a bloodthirsty monster, that the change was temporary and he deserved help, not to be thrown to a mob. Except "he wasn't the wolf" (Snow's voice gives me chills everytime). And now Snow will do everything for Red.

Snow has her mind set on living in a nice cabin in the woods and it's good she met Red. At least she teaches her how to properly track. When Quinn finds them though and Red gets to meet Anita - everything could have changed right there. Snow was ready to let Red go and in this scenario Red would have had a family member back, gotten control over the wolf and be welcomed in a whole pack let's ignore how irritating it is that they all vanish in an instant. Snow would have had to start with zero again. But then it's the Evil Queen soldiers following and finding her that sets in motion the chain of events that ends with Quinn's and Anita's death. Oops. And this is when Red chooses herself, her own path and that path is next to Snow. So close to getting a home, but instead she saves Snow's life, because Snow is already the family she needed. A found family, forged in tragedy. Wonderful.

And after that the dynamic sorta switches. Because - after becoming bandit!Snow and living in her cabin, befriending seven men etc - Snow is the one to find love. Something they talked about the first day they met, when Red had Peter and Snow believed there would never be time for romance. But oh, Red sees the love and she is Team Snowing through-and-through. Emma's little Back to the Future stunt changed things up, but most things still happened, that includes Red teaming up with Charming for a bit for sure. And despite the weird oversight that Red can't be seen at the Snowing wedding, she totally fights for them.

Here is my obligatory sidenote. I like canon just fine. I melt into a puddle the moment Red calls Snow her family at the end of Child of the Moon. Female friendship to the max and all that. But, please, come on, Red's crush on Snow could be seen from space! [insert moon joke here] While I mostly ignore the existence of Red's Untold Tale and the comic Shadow of the Queen, it should be pointed out that in the latter Snow did ride wolf!Red. Dorothy wasn't the first to get to experience that. With the CGI in mind it's best we didn't get to see that, but just think for a minute about the fun Snow had with her now in control bestie in her furry form. (And remember that the episode Heartless is a thing, in which Snow pre-bandit-outfit meets a hunter specializing in werewolves, sure, sure.) Anyway, this friendship goes deep and there was one-sided love.

If you accept my premise here, it's extra fun to look at two tiny Red Snow exchanges. 1. The welcome back party in The Cricket Game. Ruby: "I wasn't worried a bit." MM: "I can tell." 2. Ruby's sorta non-coming out in Ruby Slippers when Snow says she could give Dorothy TLK. "Ruby, you're my best friend. I know you And I see how worried you are. You can tell me." Yes, this is pure fan wank on my part, I am aware, but isn't it beautiful? Even though they haven't seen each other Snow considers Ruby her best friend and she can still read her and her own past next to Red, she knows what her love looks like. Friends to almost lovers is a thing (oh, I have a dozen very romantic scenarios in my head for them, ask around).

oh look who made that gif, I wonder who that is They went together through thick and thin and I don't understand how the writers couldn't find a way to keep Ruby around (the super speed was a mistake). I believe Red was supposed to be Emma's favorite Aunt, please, her non-fairy godmother. Snow at an angry moment should have threatened somebody with letting the wolf loose the way Regina did with the Blind Witch in Ruby Slippers, for the lols and my viewing pleasure. But despite all the mistakes, when Ruby did come back in S5 we get two great Red Snow scenes. In The Bear King and Ruby Slippers, both set in the diner hallway and it's marvelous. Especially that added goodbye scene to explain Ruby's absence, while mirroring their moment in the wolf den. Snow letting go, respecting that Red might find her happiness elsewhere.

Oh, to think about "not as much as I'll miss you". That does sting, because we see Snow get her Prince Charming, her kingdom, her family, then survive the curse, befriend her nemesis even and Ruby is... gone. Living for who knows how long as a wolf in a witch hut. The only thing so wrong about them finally meeting again in the Underworld is that Snow doesn't even recognize those paw prints! Writers! WHY?? You let me down, there is a whole scene about those big ass tracks. (Can't blame Emma for not recognizing Ruby in wolf-form.)

Anyway, Your Honour, I LOVE THEM! I will always look out for the female lead having a close girl bestie, okay? This show needed more unrelated friendships. (Also secret kisses during cold nights, ssshhhh, they needed to stay warm.) They needed each other:

[mari2akary]

Hhhhh, ok so I’m liek, hella shy abt even asking this so bear with me

I’d like to request a Laughing Jack x gender neutral!reader (platonic ofc)

and uhh- id like it if it has like, a lot of teasing 🧎🏻. And if it mainly focuses on the legs and stomach (but no feet stuff pls 🆘) I’d also like to have an already established friendship with him if possible

EE, TYSM IF YOU DECIDE TO DO THIS, IF YOU DONT THANKS FINE, HAVE A GOOD NIGHT/ DAY

I think I have an idea, I'll see what I can do.

fear and friendship

Y/N was visiting the scare house in the abandoned park in her city, why? you will wonder. The answer is easy to answer, she was visiting her friend Laughing Jack. They both had a lot in common. They liked to play, eat sweets, black humor and they couldn't tolerate people who claimed to be your friends and then forgot you.

and although Y/N did not approve of her friend killing believing it was just a game, she did understand where such an idea came from. She knew how much it pained Laughing Jack to remember her first friend Issac, so she tried never to mention that name or ask about her past with that boy.

However, this day, she was not having as much fun as other times. She had recently seen a horror movie without her parents' permission and it had scared her a lot. It didn't help that the movie was set in an abandoned park like the one she was visiting.

"Jack, why do we always meet here?" Y/N asked with fear in her voice.

the colorless clown let out a creepy laugh, before responding. "because this place is perfect to play together, my little friend. Besides, I love scaring visitors who dare to enter my domain"

"Does this place never scare you?"

"I'm hardly scared of anything, I'm an expert in terror after all, are you afraid of this place?"

Y/N thought about it for a few moments, she knew that her response could hurt him and that was what she wanted the least. "I don't know, I saw a scary movie set in a place just like this. And I can't help but feel like the killer in that movie is following me."

Understanding that his friend was like this because of a scary movie, the clown looked at her with disbelief full of hope.

"That's all, really?" He asked her with a smile that spread across her face, revealing her sharp teeth. "Are you afraid of a horror movie? Isn't there another reason?"

"Is that too little?" Y/N asked confused.

Then out of nowhere the colorless clown started laughing.

"Laughing jack, this is not funny" her friend defended herself.

"Of course, of course," he admitted without stopping laughing. She walked over and wrapped her long arms around him giving him a big hug, "Be honest, aren't you really scared that I'm a monster?"

"No Jack, I'm not scared that you're a powerful entity. I know that if they don't bother you, you don't do anything to them. But the monster in the movie I saw even looked for people who didn't know about him."

"Y/N, would you like to see a fun trick?"

"Of course," her friend responded enthusiastically.

then Laughing Jack disappeared in a cloud of smoke and black confetti. then the lights of the abandoned house began to flicker, creating an even creepier atmosphere.

Y/N looked around feeling how her fear was growing more and more, and she began to feel that at any moment something would jump on her. Then out of nowhere she felt claws graze her back and when she turned around Laughing Jack caught her and started tickling her stomach mercilessly.

"ahahahaha But whahahahat?" Y/N started laughing and trying to get away.

Laughing Jack continued tickling her, enjoying her friend's laughter. "right now you can't escape."

"It's hahaha not fahahahair" Y/N protested without managing to get out of the creepypasta's firm grip.

"Life isn't fair, little one," Jack reminded her.

The clown continued tickling her until Y/N began to lose her balance and her legs ended up giving way, which the creepypasta took advantage of to start tickling her behind her knees.

"behecahahause?"

After a few more minutes Laughing Jack stopped and responded "because we are friends and I like to see you smile."

"Thank you, Jack."

Y/N sensed that that was only half the truth, but she wouldn't put pressure on his friend, she knew that he would be more open as time went by. Maybe she would even regain her lost colors one day, but until that happened she would continue doing her best to understand him and support him as much as possible.

(the tickling scene is short, I know. Apologies for that, this was my first published fanfic, I know I will improve over time. I accept suggestions on how to improve my fics)

[ma-lark-ey]

Lark Liveblogs Literature Part ???: All For The Game Series - Nora Sakavic

I'm doing something a little bit different with this one! In the business of full disclosure, I read TFC (and about a chapter of TRK) in April this year, decided "I can't mcfucking do this" and then gave up. And then didn't stop thinking about Neil Josten for the next eight months and now we're BACK. So, instead of properly 'liveblogging,' unlike most first-reads I do, I'm actually annotating this one because it's too good to NOT.

That means I have a customized (so totally legal mhm) word doc, highlight/unline privileges, and audacity.

Here's what I knew before I read back in April (stolen from my beta version of this post);

Andrew Minyard: Gay(?), funniest bitch alive if Tumblr brackets are to be trusted. Murderer? Has Boyfriend???

Sports. Maybe. Yes? sports.

Drugs are involved. Somehow.

Now, here's where I am going in now;

Ranking the Foxes goes; Neil, Aaron, Dan, Kevin, Andrew, Renee, Matt, Nicky

I have no idea how exy works, I do don't plan on figuring it out.

Do not remember if I read TRK but what I remember happening is far too much to be just the 230 page doc that is TFC so I MUST HAVE right?

Do know his real name's Nathaniel because I did read that scene reveal and get JUMPSCARED by my brother's name.

How this is going to work is that I'm going to put in my annotations for each chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 1:

"You can't be serious." "Very serious, and very out of time,"

"were a team of talented rejects and junkies because Wymack only recruited athletes from broken homes...nice in theory, but it meant his players were fractured isolationists who couldn't get along long enough to get through a game."

"God damn it, Minyard. This is why we can't have nice things."[1] "Oh, Coach," someone said over Neil's head. "If he was nice, he wouldn't be any use to us, would he?" "He's no use to us if you break him." "You'd rather I let him go? Put a band-aid on him and he'll be good as new."[2]

[1] This is why we can’t have nice things, darling. Because you break them. I have to take them away

[2] Andrew I’ll kiss you

"blond and five feet even"[1]

blond? wrong. five foot even? correct.

"They were champions, and Neil was a jumble of lies and dead-ends."[1]

[1] Neil your self-loathing is showing

"It's not a good idea." "Your opinion has been duly noted and dismissed,"

"It was proof he existed, same as this game they both played. Kevin was proof Neil was real."

"It's about second chances, Neil. Second, third, fourth, whatever, as long as you get at least one more than what anyone else wanted to give you." Neil had heard Wymack referred to as an idealistic idiot by more than one person, but it was hard to listen to him and not believe that he was sincere

"It sounded like a dream; it tasted like damnation"

notes:

nothing much to say on chapter one--- it's a standard introductory chapter to a contemporary(ish) novel.

Wymack sets up the series' key theme with his line, "It's about second chances, Neil. Second, third, fourth, whatever, as long as you get at least one more than what anyone else wanted to give you."

Kevin's demeanor in this chapter is very similar to the Kevin we see up until Raven's come into play--- He's very good at acting very standoffish and tough.

The shift in Kevin when Riko comes into play was actually so dramatic I didn't recognize him here, I was afeared

some of the quotes I've added here are obviously because I thought they were funny exchanges--- others are me English Majoring(tm), and others are just me marking plot, characterization, facts, etc.

admittedly what i've put here is about half of what is actually highlighted/underlined in my doc.

I want to study the dynamic between Neil & Wymack under a microscpe

[storyofmychoices]

Dani Rambles about COPII.... chapter 9

Okay, firstly I know I am literally behind on everything!!! I'm sorry, the past few days have been crazy so I'm trying to get caught up today but needed to read chapter 9 so that I could make prompts for the book club so here we are.

I actually found this to be one of the most interesting chapters in a while. I feel like we got some information and it felt like we could have a moment with Trystan that wasn't physical and we could see their relationship growing, as well as actually focus on the case!

I'm very disappointed the twins didn't have any actual information, that's just such a tease on PB's part, but revealing that information now would be too easy, so I get it. Well played on their cliff hanger.

I loved seeing Trystan bond with Juli's moms. Seeing that relationship mended has meant more than anything else. Seeing Eliose forgive Trystan and literally cheer on Lilah was such a heartfelt and beautiful moment. I loved it! (and also when Trystan said he wasn't good enough for Juli and the moms said he was 🥹😭❤️

(also the more we learn about Juli, the more wonderful I think she was and I kinda love her)

But the scene in Juli's room!!!

Okay so, I have lots of thoughts, they're not really coherent so I apologize.

The letter's were interesting, I really don't think it's Bas, they've literally been pointing fingers at Bas since we got to Drakovia. If it were him that'd be a huge let down. I chose the option that MC says she thought his letter sounded like a friends vacation trip. I thought it was funny to see that Astrid wrote complaining about her siblings, it could just be a quick funny Astrid moment, of course she would be complaining, but Astrid doesn't seem the type to send letters complaining to just anyone... we've never seen her and Juli mentioned as friends (or am I blanking?) so could there be more to them than that? No letters from Vasili though 🤔 (I still think Vasili is Juli's lover and Eveline knew about it)

The nightingale whistle!!!

ugh, so I've been a bit emotion about Nightingales for a couple weeks now, thanks Neil Gaiman and Good Omens. If you don't know, you're better off, the angst is real and my heart can't take waiting 4+ years for season 3.... 💔😭

But I digress,

So Nightingales are interesting birds especially with the symbolism they carry. And even in the chapter they mention star crossed lovers as part of that symbolism which is totally on point so It could just end there, but then I thought of Romeo and Juliet and their conversation about the bird and whether it's a nightingale or a lark.

In the play Juliet (whose name begins with Juli (like Juliana)), she believes the bird is a lark and represents light/morning (and their time together must end), where Romeo says it's a nightingale so it's still night and they have more time together.

Perhaps in COP, Juli is the lark and her mystery lover is the nightingale (who thought wanted more time with her even after night had past)

What that means, I really don't know, but here we are.

Then the shocking(?) twist that there might be another heir... i mean I think a lot of us probably thought that. I mean you have 9 heirs already, what's one more. But the missing heir might be the queen's?

I don't know if we've met them already, of the background characters we met so far, the only 2 I could think of would be Bird (only because his nickname is bird and he was randomly mentioned in this book, when the crime really didn't fit his mo) and the royal assistant (who just seems awkward around the family. I thought she might be Eveline's secret daughter, but maybe the queens?

Or maybe it's someone we haven't met yet.. or maybe one of the Thornes we know isn't really the King's. 🤷‍♀️

Maybe if the Queen has a child older than Trystan, maybe it's why she is so hard on him. She knows he is destined for the crown but not deserving? But also, why wouldn't she have been more supportive of the bill?

Lots of thoughts, I'm sure I'll be back with more. If you made it this far, you totally deserve a gold star!

Oh, and one more thought... if the Queen does have a lover, that would finally explain Patryk lol that boy does not fit in.

Wouldn't it be fun if Trystan weren't the King's how easily that would tie things off! But I don't get why the queen or anyone would want to stop the act then, if passed it would make any of her children (by the king or anyone else) legitimate so she could get Trystan in without worry if the act went through. So many questions. So little information

[asherloki]

Moon girl

Marc Spector x reader

Request:- can i request prompt 12 with marc spector? 🥵 ~ anon !

Warning:- smut!

Prompt list!

Marc Spector, then was working for Bushman. His days were nothing but just following his orders. In the midst all that work he got an hour for himself in the evening, sitting on the sand he stared at the sky, just looking at the beautiful moon. White and bright, nothing could be compared to it. Unless his turned to see a young woman all in white playing on the desert. His eyes couldn't believe. She was just like the moon, beautiful. To his surprise she also looked at him and he turned away. Yet she kept walking towards him.

"Hey, it's night, go sleep". She said. To this he turned towards her and replied,

"It's dangerous here at night, young woman, you must go back".

She laughed at this, Marc couldn't believe, why did she laugh? What was funny about it.

"Don't worry about me, if anyone even touches me, my father would send a bunch of his men to kill him". She replied.

Marc's eyes widened, "Don't tell me you're..."

"Bushman's daughter" she interrupted, "that's right, I believe you work for him, Mr Spector, Marc Spector right?"

He nodded. She came and sat beside him.

"I have to go then." Marc replied nervously, if Bushman sees them together he'd kill him.

"Okay I'll come with you" she replied.

"Why?"

"My wish, do you want my father to know about this."

Who can say a word after this threatening. He guided her to his stay.

"Woah this is so.... Cheap actually" she said sitting on his bed.

"Ofcourse, your father pays us less, are you gonna tell him this?" Marc asked nervously.

"Tell what?"

"Nothing, how long are you gonna stay here?" He asked.

"I might even sleep here, it's something very new to me".

Wait what? Marc thought, "you wanna... Sleep with me ?"

To this she looked at him in confusion.

"Look I don't even know your name". Said marc

"Oh, it's y/n."

"Look y/n , tell me the truth, why are you here."

"Well, I saw you with my father."

"And?"

"I find you very... Well build."

"Okay? So".

"So I'm here fooling around with you".

"I think" Marc said crossing his arms, "you might be wanting to sleep with me".

"Here ? Two people can't fit here".

"I wasn't talking about that sleep" marc says in confusion. Now y/n got the essence of what he was saying. She turned a little red and felt warm.

"Wait I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." Stammered Marc, thinking he might've made her feel uncomfortable.

"Well that would work too" she interrupted. Marc's head turned absolutely blank. He just stared at her and went closer, leaning down he said, "my pleasure" saying this he kissed her.

After they pulled away she said, "what do you do after that?" Still blushing.

"I can't believe you're that innocent, have you ever done it before?"

She shook her head.

"How old are you by the way?"

"Twenty one " she replied.

"And a virgin? I'm not judging though "

"It's just, my ... My father is too protective and ..."

"I understand, will I loose my job if I do it?"

"You can get promotion maybe" said y/n winking at him. Marc couldn't help but smile then he crashed his lips on hers, and kissed as passionately as possible. He moved down to her jaw and neck. Y/n let soft whimpers out in pleasure. He then slide the thine strips of her dress to which she caught his shoulder tightly. Marc stopped what he was doing and looked up, "if you're uncomfortable then ..."

"No I'm fine, I want this"

"Maybe you're not that innocent afterall." Saying this he slide her dress from her upper body, revealing her breasts. Y/n went absolutely red as he caught marc staring at them. Marc wasted no time in wrapping his mouth around one. She couldn't help but moan loudly. He kept on sucking and biting softly, then he shifted to the other to give the same treatment. After he pulled away he continued kissing her belly button and finally threw the whole dress away from her body. She layed there with just her panties on. Marc looked at her asking her permission to remove those. Her eyes said yes. With that he almost ripped her pants from her body. She squeezed her thighs to keep him from seeing her absolutely bare. Marc's eye shown with lust. He spread her legs and saw her already wet.

He knelt down and whispered, "good girl" that vibration hit her making her get even more wet. He wasted no time in wrapping his tongue around her clit. Sucking like a starved kid. Y/n couldn't hold her moans she was loud. Very loud. After finished eating her up. He stood, "ready princess?"

Y/n looked at him already panting but managed to nod. Marc finally took off all his clothes and his cock hit his lower stomach. He got on top of her, positioning him to her entrance he said, "might be a little painful in the beginning, bare with me okay?" His gentleness made her wanna trust him. He finally got himself into her. Y/n moaned his name, "marc pl ... Please"

"Please? What princess?"

"F..fuck me" she stammered as he slide himself more.

"Then forget Bushman, who's your Daddy now princess?" He started rocking his hips now.

"Y..you, m....marc"

"Na ah!"

"Sorry, daddy... Ah"

He now picked his pace and thrusted into her.

"Ah fuck, daddy" she kept moaning until marc felt she was close, so was he.

"Do you wanna cum princess?" He asked.

"Yes please daddy"

He let's her, after she's done, marc took him out and finished on her stomach, groaning heavily.

He layed by her side panting until he said, "see, both can fit in this bed". This made them giggle and the laughter rang through the empty desert of Egypt.

[grimsdeadb0nes]

Questionnaire time, I've never done a questionnaire for an oc I dont think so this outta be fun? Seen a few others do it, so why not! ( Questions from here! ) For the Showdown! Now let's see here....

Zenyx the Zeti

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

Well for starters, since she's a Zeti I obviously had to limit to Z names only as per zeti tradition of course, so theres that. In terms of her actual name though, I dont.... quite remember? I think it was something along the lines of taking Interesting and Unique names that already existed (meaning or letter make-up wise, etc) and then seeing if I could form it into a half-decent Z name? so I started with something like nyx I believe (given the end half of her name), and I somehow molded it into Zenyx- I liked having a Z, Y, and X in her name bc it felt unique to me? I am likely forgetting the full process but thats basically it I think. Now how you pronounce it gives it its extra flair so to speak ig 😂 It can be "Zen-ix" (Zen like Pen) or "Zeen-ix" (Zeen like Zeena); I personally use the latter but only bc the former makes it sound like a medicinal drug which is funny; but either or is fine I think.

🌼  - How old are they? (Or approximate age range)

As of the events of Sonic Lost World, she is roughly 140 years old Which places her between Zavok (148) and Zomom (133) on the D6's age scale!

🌺- Do they have any love interest(s)?

👉👈 Zavok

🍕  - What is their favorite food?

Zenyx really isn't a picky eater, so she'll literally and happily eat anything... as long as it's not Fish/Seafood. She does find Sweets (especially cakey stuff) or Meaty Snacks (think jerky or SlimJims) most favorable though

💼  - What do they do for a living?

Due to her being an Offcolor, she can't really do anything outside of the Six's territories, so all her work is limited to specific areas. She's normally relegated to Beast Work and Animal Handling- as she is a BeastKeeper just like her meemaw- like sheep shearing in Windy Hill or Bee Handling (and Honey Collecting) or Worm Wrangling in Desert Ruins for some examples. Otherwise she's sort of worked her way into being a sort of "right hand man" for Zavok in the Packs' "hierarchy" so to speak, as she doesnt normally disappoint when given tasks and is very eager to please.

🎹  - Do they have any hobbies?

I'd almost say a majority of her Beast Work counts as a hobby? As she doesnt just see all the beasts and critters of the Hex as objects or a means of "profit" and instead tends to make friends with them- making alot of the work later much much easier. As a BeastKeeper, she has a strange ability to understand them just a bit more than an average Zeti can. She does have a knack for collecting things though; normally cool rocks or shells, shiny things, special keepsakes from the others if they travel where she cant follow, and on a more morbid side- antlers n' bones/skulls n' horns... Not Zeti horns, though she has snapped a few tips from trespassers none the wiser as a warning. Frequent sneaky travel throughout the Six's territories as well, I think- hiking? I guess? She enjoys being active and running around and not being bored.

🎯  -What do they do best?

She's described as "versatile" due to picking up on things super quick, so she's really a jack of all trades I suppose when it comes to bringing skills to the table in comparison to the other Six. BeastKeeping would be an easy mention? Or hiding- as she's done so excellently her whole life, so stealth? I may have to come back to this if I think of anything else. Keeping the others in check? (affectionate)

❤️  - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

Looking back on it now, her two best memories are likely... When Zavok encountered her, and after a bit of a scuffle 'n' chase, promised not to harm her if she'd just reveal herself. While he was a bit taken aback by her appearance (all the white), he wasn't as bothered by it as she thought he'd be- he seemed more focused on the fact she very easily gave him a bit of a run for his (non-existent) money by evading his chase for so long- and inadvertently cornered him up in the dead treetops where they then stood when she finally revealed herself proper. It'd evolve into a slow but steady friendship, which would eventually lead to her joining the Six- making them a Seven instead. In a hindsight type of way, she remembers it fondly and with a good chuckle, bc the encounter lead to Good Things rather than Bad Things like she often fears. The other is very simply put; finally meeting Zursie, her meemaw 🥺 It was a very heartwarming event and she always thinks about it sweetly. She loves her meemaw with all her heart- she is the only (bio) family she really has anyway, and Zursie couldn't care less what her granbby looks like. No Scary Superstitions will ever make her hate her beloved lil granbby, no sir! 😤 That first meeting was one that consisted of prolonged silent staring and then smiling and then some disbelief and alittle crying and alot alot alot of hugs! Hugs n snuggles n nuzzles

✂️   - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

(secret secret secret (at this time))

🧊  - Is their current design the first one?

Yes and No- the only changes she's gone through is tweaking how her mouth works visually and making her more curvy/muscled? Oh and the pattern on her tail, that was different at one point. She has not gone through any major redesigning, just minor detail tweaking- everything else has stayed relatively the same since I created her.

🍀  - What originally inspired the OC?

Uh (secret context), wanting to be lil silly different, and my ever-growing love for the Deadly Six

🌂  - What genre do they belong in?

(I honestly couldn't tell you, im unsure?)

💚  - What is your OC’s gender identity and sexuality?

Female (She/Her) and very openly Pan

🙌  - How many siblings does your OC have?

She is an only child!

🍎  - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?

Ah well... Her mama has long since passed (due to having zenyx) and her father (Zurius) went into a long, deep, very reclusive depressional state after hiding a bby Zenyx away. To put it short, she has virtually no relationship of any kind with her parent(s), but instead has a wonderful and extremely loving relationship with her grandmother Zursie (Zurius' mother) instead, despite said relationship only properly forming recently. (By recently I mean like for 20ish years by the time LW occurs).

🧠  - What do you like most about the OC?

She's just fun and I can make her as full of attitude yet sweet yet feral and powerhousey as I want; she still has her limits, but she has less limits then most of my other soncs do I guess? So i'd say I just love that she's easily very very fun to draw and write for- and she's a Zeti! She has easily been one of the easiest and funnest ways to focus on my own Zeti lore and bibble. She's just extremely fun to me, I love love love her alot. Im terrible at explaining things.

✏️  - How often do you draw/write about the OC?

hyperfixations be damned, she (and zeti in general) are all i've been thinking of for months- So I would comfortably say fairly often at this point in time And considering how much of a favorite she has turned out to be amongst my OCs in general, she will likely always be thought about to some degree

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

Hahahahaaha Not again, she doesnt deserve that.

💀  - Does your OC have any phobias?

Uh, Untimely Death? Dying Alone? Losing a Loved one? uh Failure (of which results in being abandoned)? a more normal one ig would be needles/getting stabbed/impaled?

🍩  -Who is your OC’s arch-nemesis or rival?

funny joke answer? I like to think her and Zazz have a very rival-esque tension sometimes, very competitive and insulting at times but still very fun in a way? they're friends and weirdly platonically affectionate deep down I promise (she is with all of them) arch-enemy would have to be Sonic (and Tails) by default, given the whole pack Does Not Like Him- but she's more aggressively annoyed by him (them) than anything. another default would be Eggman, now him she very comfortably despises with a fiery passion.

She really doesnt (aka cant) interact with anyone else on such a level usually to have formed any other 'Enemy' status' with anyone. I can tell you though that seeing her pack get handled the way they did during the Metal Virus does not sit well with her :) There might be a hitlist :)

🎓  - How long have you had the OC?

Going back through my files, the first time I drew her with enough contempt to say 'yes this is a new oc' was apparently 10/31/21- so we're coming up on two years!!!

🍥  - What age were you when you created the OC?

20