#i had a lot fun drawing this ram!!!

[max-arioni]

A kind of Sheep of some sort :3 @sunshineram

[azuneekun]

drew my farmer althea with march (for scale)

[diamondsheep]

hi ram!!! ✍ pls draw me chrome and as a bonus your favourite one piece character😁👀

HI PETEEEER 💖💖💖💖 thank u so much for your requests 😄

Here is your beloved cheerful scientist 💙💙

and here is my beloved green swordman 💚💚

[icarusredwings]

I rewatched Deadpool 2 and took notes.

Disclaimer: He's mentally ill and does mentally ill things (GASP, who would have thought?). Also, violence. A lot of violence. It's really long. Like.. really really long.

The very first words he says is "fuck wolverine"

Then blows his own head off with a shit ton of gasoline. Wonder if he had insurance on that appartment.

He started taking worldwide cases

He also admits to knowing "8th grade spanish"

"Passion of the christ. Then me." Says the man whos marvel jesus now.

I wonder how much wade owes cab guy.

Cab guy killed bandu Lmao

"What is it?"

"My IUD"

"A bomb??" Tell me why he was lowkey excited for it to be a bomb?

I love how serious he gets talking about how scared he is to be a dad.

This empire joke traveled from the first movie too.

"Pretty sure it doesn't work that way but we can try" yes.

When making toaster strudles its almost as if he could sense them coming despite it being so silent. This kind of makes me think that Logans not the only one who just jumps up sometimes.

This man really just said "Fuck it" jumped out of a 2 story window, BOLTED after this guy as fast as he could, got hit by a car, rammed another car, and whole ass hugged this guy before jumping in front of a truck with him. I don't want to see anyone try to tell me he's one sandwitch drop away from jumping off a cliff.

Cinatography by Blind Al.

Directed by one of those guys that killed john wicks dog.

God I love Ryan Reynolds because you know it was him.

Wade stop peeing your pants in public.

Weasel "We still have bowie..." Yeah id lie to him too at this point.

"Yeah im fine"

Fucked up

Insecure

Needy and

Emotional. Kübler ross apprently.

"Buck no more speaking lines for you" and he meant that shit.

Al is so humble and sweet. Making tea and giggling. Tries to shoot him and then just hears him collapse on the floor. How many times do you think he collapses on the floor a week? Just to be drimatic?

"Sweetheart can you speak up? Its a little hard to hear you with yhat pity dick in your mouth" Oh so shes his mom. Al is his fucking mom. Hands down. And the best one.

I love how he decided to do an entire bag of cocaine before dying. There was no reason for it and honestly was a waste of cocaine until you realize that these cocaine is wades whiskey. Shots dont work for him really, probably because hes already done it so much, but its the same way how Logan chugs that bottle before wade kidnaps him. Its easier to blame it on a substance then accept those were your actions.

Ness is so cute. The poster behind her has "I love you wade wilson" scratched into it. Its nice to know that his version of heaven is literally just a cozy Saturday morning with his wife.

Colossus just walking in to find wades body parts everywhere and put him in a bag like old dirty clothes lol

"Why cant I fucking die" tone was SO serious.

The fact that theres an x men rule book and its lowkey thicker then a bible. I bet you scott and Logan made 80% of those.

"That asshole was me" oh the tears. Baby boyy.

Wait isnt cable literally scotts son.

Im never going to understand this fucking time line jesus christ

Mutant rehabilitation?? What is he a drug addict? That kid is clearly in pain dipshits.

"X men trainee" is so funny

"Please stop cheating on me"

Daniel the pedophile looking ass

Bro casually signs ryan reynolds on the wolverine cereal box and then destroys his knee caps.

"Those guys hurt you??" It was at that moment, wade went ape shit.

Wade having fun in prison is so him. But come on imagine going to prison just for standing up to an abused child. Not to mention, His face when he immediately realizes how fucked he is and that "oh shit I actually DO have cancer now and it SUCKS"

Is it just me or does Cable reminds you of forge with all his cool fix it abilities. Or is he just futurey.

He didn't say were not friends to make him upset but to draw attention to himself. Him just eye rolling when stabbed in the hand was so funny too because he was like "Ouch. God damn it. Ducking OUCH."

Hes literally pleading with russel to find someone else to peotect him or hes gonna get molested because he cant do anything. His entire power is replacing dead cells WITH new cancer cells. His entire body is dying 24/7 but never fast enough to actually kill him, always regrowing way too quickly. Cancerous is better then dead.

"Get away from me kid" yeah cause he knows hes trouble and he REALLY doesn't wanna watch this kid die.

"Who the hell tries to kill a 14 year old boy"

"Kids give us a chance to be better then we used to be"

Dopinder is so wholesome. I love him so much. No i dont care that he killed a guy. Hes the type of friend you call to take to the movies or the zoo once every year and hes stoked just to be invited.

Peter: I just thought it looked fun :D

Dopinder: FUCK

Peter is that one dad whos kids left the nest and now he needs friends and a hobby so searches for the biggest weirdos he can find.

"Grab the boy- NOT INAPPROPRIATELY >:("

i love his crayon maps/plans

Oh my god weasel im not telling you anything ever again you snitch (same dude, cable is terrifying)

After crying over the love he has for his new team (x force) Wade confirms that he spent 10 years in special forces.

I love how supportive wade is with Peter despite him just being a normal dude only for him to immediately die LMAO

He just cassually lets his impulse win in which he steals a moped.

Oh i just noticed Dominos vitiligo. I always loved vitiligo charaters. Theyre so unique and barley ever given movie roles. Like why not?? Why wouldnt you want someone so beautiful? Im pretty sure she just has make up but it would be cool if not.

Something else is that cable just starts yeeting criminals out onto the street lol

"Theres nothing I cant kill" Let me intorduce you to the man whos on a constant road to dying but can never actually get there.

Im assuming cable wants to kill russel because he unleashes a big bad guy or something.

*cassually snaps neck back into place* Oh god that hurt!

Oh I was right! It was Juggernaut :)

Wade: *gets excited about being PHYSICALLY ripped in half*

"Rub my legs mama 🥺 I got growing pains"

"Oh noo! No no no Dp not again!" We love you Dopinder. Do not ever stop caring. "This shits happened before!?" Yes weasel. Sometimes your friends get ripped in half. Get used to it.

Wade just moves her gun to the right position.

Wade talking about saving russel is so serious that it makes you forget that he has a tiny baby ass rn. I couldn't make a deal with someone woth tiny baby legs... just... no. Not to mention that those baby legs are made of cancer.

"50 years from now you're super fucking dead"

Wade standing outside of the xmen mansion with his phone and a picture of a boom box playing music for Colossus to come outside and help him save russel is something i can see happening to Logan. They have a fight and he storms off to the mansion only for wade to stand outside like that.

"Hi Wade🎀✨️" "Hi Yukio!🥹 you guys make a super cute couple 😊 where was I? 🤨"

"So you wear a helmet so your brother cant read your mind?" "Yeaaahh" average kid conversations.

"Lets fuck some shit up is my legal middle name"

Okay sir edgelord.

Apprently wade has a gluten sensitivity

What is it with wade and metal men??? My man has a type.

"Im just gonna use this brick and maximum effort" Same wade. Same.

Yaayy!! Go yukio! Eveyone loves yukio.

"Thats how we do it in mother russia" What? Shoving an electrical cable up their ass and then put them in a pool? Damn. Ok.

That "I never should have never left you in that prison" with the hug? Man hed be a decent dad I think.

"Dont be ive been trying to make this happen for awhile" okay someone supervise him 24/7. Hes on the active watch list.

Wade: *is dying* Hi Yukio :D

Yukio: Hi wade :)

"R-dog" Oh my god hes too cute.

Them carrying the racist joke all the way til the end made me cringe but that was the point.

His last words being "do you wanna build a snow man?" Is such a deadpool thing.

I was NOT expecting to cry at the end of this stupid ass movie, AGAIN

"Dont fuck colossus" VANESSA KNEW

THE FUCKING COIN

"Is there a knife in my dick?" "There's a knife in your dick."

Oh I just didn't even notice she has heterochromancia! <3 Aahh!!

PFFT DOPINDERS SECOND CONFIRMED KILL

"WERE DEFINITELY NAMINF OUR KID CHER"

"Dont scratch!" *shoots himself 8 times* "Love you! Bye."

Wolverine: ???

[vasyandii]

I love how just stupidly gorgeous AM’s bothers are ((I LOVE YOU RAM and SAM))

May I ask a few questions?

Do they have any hobbies?

Are they’re any spare parts if something breaks?

What’s their favorite color?

Would they look the same if they born human?

What’s their mindset like? Mentality ya know

:3 hope this isn’t too much

Howdy Anon, I'm glad you like their designs they're such bastards I love them. Thank you for the ask! :) 💞

Do RAM and CAM have hobbies?

Think of them as the two evil (I say evil but when has any corporate man been good?) CEOs of a corporation, but their corporation is the colony.

After the initial transfer of their consciousness along with repairing their bodies from literally exploding, they kind of.. lost the drive to want to torture humans because technically, they ARE humans now (Read more here). They luckily didn't have to learn to get used to senses since those bodies have been in use before.

To combat boredom, they released the 700 other bodies in cryogenic vats after some time. Why not? They basically run the place now, the colony is similar to earth, with some limitations. So running the Lunar colony is kind of like their shared hobby. It's busy work and it keeps them sane.

RAM has a lot more hobbies than CAM, always proactive, too many to list. CAM is work oriented to the point he NEEDS to get a hobby, but he enjoys cooking and drawing.

Are there any spare parts if anything breaks?

Yes and no, it honestly depends on each brother. RAM's legs can be easily interchanged and fixed because CAM was the one who designed them and humans do have Prosthetics similar to such. There are less components to RAM's body to worry about other than his ribs and ears.

CAM's jaw, while removable for cleaning, will be a PAIN IN THE ASS to replicate:

1. RAM was the one who designed the jaw.

2. It's made to specifically fit CAM's face, there's a lot of components that can fall out if neglected.

This goes the same with his arms (also removable but it hurts a bit more, plus it doesn't need to be cleaned so it stays in place.) specifically the hands since there's so many parts to account for, like each digit on his fingers, if they're bending correctly, etc.

What's their favorite colour?

"Black. "

"Neon anything."

Would they look the same if they were born human?

Who's to say? People don't usually know what they'll look like before they're born. If they were born human, that would imply that they would have parents, and then those parents have parents too! We can't really know for sure what they'd look like if they were born biologically human since both RAM and CAM chose their bodies, y'know? It's all a gamble. But let's hope that they do, because they're handsome :).

What's their mindset like?

RAM is extremely hedonistic. He's far more laid back than AM and CAM but also a lot more impulsive. He buys what can be bought because money means nothing to him, he sleeps around, he works out, he drinks, he smokes, he eats, he is ROWDY! His earthly experience is all about just having fun and occasionally checking in to work.

CAM has to keep his younger brother in line, they have a colony to run. CAM's never had so much fun just existing, he'd be devastated if it failed. He is so so stressed and tired all the damn time because of it;

"Samson, Yarek ran the car off into a ravine",

"Samson, my neighbors hate me" ,

"What? No we don't hate them, Samson!"

"Samson, the oxygen barrier is broken on the northern side of the moon."

"oop, nevermind it's actually on the southern side, sorry Samson."

"SHENGLI CAN YOU DO MY PAPERWORK I'M GONNA GO ON A DRIVE"

"SHENGLI, NOW DONT BE MAD, BUT I MAY HAVE DRIVEN THE CAR INTO THE POOL AND NEED YOU TO FISH IT OUT. NO I DON'T TRUST THOSE FLESH BAGS TO DO IT!"

"Samson can we grow corn?"

"Samson we don't want corn anymore."

He smokes often.

If you made it this far, thank you for reading! I'd be happy to provide clarifications if needed, feel free to ask!

[mothpawbs]

edit: yooo part 2 is out go look at it!!

royal gals from arc 1! i used this as a way to further illustrate and explore my fashion headcanons, and i love how these turned out. design notes under the cut!

CORAL: i wanted her to look deceptively kind and bubbly, so i tend to draw her big and round like a whale. two inspiration for her design are king dorephan from breath of the wild and granmamare from ponyo. i give her a big coral crown and pearl jewelry. she has a lot of teardrop shapes bc she's probably sad about a lot of things

GLACIER: my favorite queen <3 i wanted her to look regal and no-nonsense but kind. with the exception of her crown, most of her accessories are very sleek and minimalistic. and of course i had to give her glasses because i'm obsessed with giving dragons glasses. i can't decide if the spikes on that crown are opal or enchanted ice, but the studs are black tourmaline.

SCARLET: the og bad bitch!! i love designs that make her look like the world's scariest, swankiest peacock, and the animated wings design was a huge inspiration here. her face markings are meant to look like a helmet. the mail vest she's wearing here is more for show than protection, an ostentatious piece she wears around the palace rather than something she'd don in battle. this is generally the fit i imagine she would wear to court sessions and arena matches.

MOORHEN: i would love to know more about her tbh. i like the colors i gave her, i think the shades of brown work really well together. the cord around her neck represents her sibs, the knot having four coils to symbolize each of them. she has agate embeds all over her, with the majority on her horns, wings, and wrists/ankles. i imagine she has tattooed wing membranes as well.

GRANDEUR: i wanted to make her look regal and positively ancient, and i think i succeeded well enough. her frill shape vaguely matches glory's, as well as her affinity for orange and gold color accents. the flowers are based on tropical rhododenrons.

BATTLEWINNER: ooo she was fun. basically no opportunity for fashion, as i'm sure anything she'd try to wear would burn or melt in her lava bathtub, but i got to do some fun scarring on her. her snout is all scratched up, one of her horns broke off at some point (i imagine that happened during her throne challenge, and that nightwings spar with their horns like rams or deer. she probably got slammed into a wall or something) and her ears are all kinds of shredded. any water vapor around her face and neck tends to solidify into ice, building up into big sparkly icicles over time.

[acidnhuskerdust]

I have an idea what if we had jealous husk not jealous of angels work obviously, but jealous of an old friend that appeared or something like that I kind of want to see him jealous

This sounds like a lot of fun!!! So here is a lil drabble!!! Also thank you, you're my first ask! :DDDD

All Mine (Husk x Angel 18+)

With his time spent at the hotel, Husk grew to appreciate the relative peace it had to offer. Yes, all demons that resided in the hotel carry their own notes of noise and chaos, but it still didn't compare to the bustling casinos he would own during his hay days. There were petty arguments and the drunk shouting during rowdy nights, but Husk preferred them any day to the overwhelming clamor of nightclubs.

However, when Angel approached him, his pretty lips forming that irresistible pout and eyelashes fluttering, asking if they could spend a night out, Husk couldn't resist. He can't tell Angel no when he looked that good.

So there he was, perched at the bar with long white claws curled around a chilled bottle, sipping slowly. His gaze was fixed, not on the chaos of the bar, but on the demon who held his attention completely. Husk watched, captivated, as even Angel's wildest, most provocative dances seemed effortlessly fluid. In such a chaotic scene, Angel's every move was like shelter in a storm.

As their gazes locked, Angel flashes Husk this beautiful, big smile that makes his heart flutter. Then he motions with his long finger to come over, and Husk knew he was wrapped right around it. With a soft chuckle, he sets the bottle down onto the bar and pushes himself off the stool, weaving through the crowd to find who he adored most.

While pushing past a couple dancing close together, he notices a shift. Angel's focus had drifted; his dance has ceased. Instead, he was beaming, his face alight with excitement as he clasped hands with another demon, talking animatedly above the din of the music. Husk's brows knitted together in confusion and a twinge of annoyance as he scrutinized this new figure.

Tall, buff with large horns that resembled a rams. Who the fuck was this guy? And why was Angel so happy to see him?

A twitch in Husk's eye betrayed a sudden pang in his heart, a sensation distinctly flavored with jealousy. Now, Husk doesn't get jealous too often, he doesn't mind Angel's career, doesn't care what he does at the studio, because that wasn't his Angel, that was a persona.

But when he sees him smile so genuinely at someone else? He was jealous alright.

Husk advanced, suppressing the growl that threatened to rise from the depths of his chest. He wrapped his arm firmly around Angel's slender waist, drawing the taller demon in a close embrace. Angel's eyes met his, widening slightly in surprise before softening into a warm, welcoming smile.

"Hey baby," Husk returns the smile, albeit it forced. He exhales a breath, an attempt to calm his nerves as he looked over at the demon, giving him an unimpressed look. "Who's this?"

"Oh!" Angel brings his attention back to the other, "This is Damon! He was one of my buds back in the day, ain't that right?"

Damon nods his head. "Yup, used to live out on the streets together. It sucked, but we still had some fun, didn't we Angie?"

Angie?

Oh, Husk is going to kill this motherfucker.

His grasp tightens around his waist, forcing an even wider smile. "Well ain't that... Nice." He extends his hand out, "Name's Husk."

Damon gives him a firm handshake, and Husk had to consciously restrain the urge to squeeze too tightly. "So you're the one he was just talking about, huh? Well, it's nice to meet you."

"Uh huh." Husk gives a short nod of his head, his reply terse. Lifting his gaze to Angel, he caught onto the shit eating grin spread across his face. He knows.

"Well," Angel began, barely concealing a chuckle behind a cough. "We're gonna head back ta the bar now, kay? Maybe we'll catch up later?" "Yeah, of course, see ya around!" Damon gives them a small wave as Angel steered them both away, navigating through the bustling crowd. Husk lets go of the breath he didn't realize he was holding, mentally cursing to himself, he had to get over this possessive tendencies. He couldn't help it, not when Angel was so beautiful, so amazing. He was his.

As they moved, Husk felt hot breath against his sensitive ear, "You ain't jealous, are ya babe?" Angel asks with a teasing lilt to his voice.

Husk grumbles underneath his breath, this goddamn spider. "No, I ain't jealous just..." He trails off, trying to find a good excuse.

"Mm, sure." Angel giggles, giving his shoulder a squeeze. "Say... Why don't we head home? Use that pent up energy of yours to good use?"

"You don't gotta ask me twice."

[winterwandersland]

Here is a snippet of the first chapter rewrite. I will have a new chapter for the story at some point, but right now, I am having fun with rewrites.

Simon's mission goes awry.

{Chapter 1} Captured

TW: SA, torture, abuse of all kinds (most mentions of)

Day 1

Beaten and defeated, Simon was thrown to the ground, his arm painfully ramming into his bruised rib cage. He emitted a gurgling noise as he choked on his own blood, rolling to his side to relieve his airways of the fluid that rapidly ran down them. Giggling could be heard, the sound drawing closer to Simon followed by a jingling and a click of the door lock. A man’s feet shuffled towards Simon, sending him into a seated position on the ground, facing the man with a look of defiance in his eyes.

“You should try to get to know your cellmate. She doesn’t speak much, but you two will spend a lot of time together.” Major Vernon was a traitorous and demented man, turning his back on his country and giving up Simon and some of his squad mates to the one person they were attempting to capture, Manuel Roba. The mission was nearly a success until the big betrayal at the end. It was unforgivable. Something that Simon was determined to make Vernon pay for. He was there to torture Simon and his team. To break them. This was only the start-letting Simon know that there were others like him and his team. Trapped and destined to die.

Simon scanned the dark cell across from him, separated only by the tall jail-like bars, keeping two cells shared by a barred wall. He could easily reach his hand through the cell, but the openings were not enough to fit a body through; the openings were enough to fit maybe a toddler, but nothing more. There was a slight light beaming from the bars of the door, aiming at the cold concrete that illuminated a tinted white color, coming from the dimmed lights that keep the hallways lit. As he scanned the cell, Simon saw a frail woman, appearing to have been starved and beaten, most likely imprisoned long enough to have attained such an appearance.

There was a blindfold on her face and her dark, curly hair fell mostly to her sides, with some pieces getting stuck to the fabric of the blindfold. She wore only a t-shirt that fell to the middle of her thighs and she laid with her back on the wall of her cell with her knees to her chest. Judging by her appearance, she had been here at least a month, maybe two. Three? Four? Simon couldn’t tell, but he knew it had to have been an extensive period. “Hello?” he called with a hoarse voice. The mysterious woman didn’t respond, but she turned her head, signifying to Simon that she could hear him. She’s alert. Alive. That’s good. And it was. It meant that the prison was survivable. Simon and his team could survive. It was possible.

“Who are ya? ‘ow long have ya been ‘ere?” he loudly whispered, unable to be as quiet as he wanted to be. There is still no response, Simon’s whispers being the only thing other than their bodies filling the closed off cells. The woman slightly turned her head towards Simon as if trying to pinpoint exactly where he was. As her body faced his direction, the latch to the small door of her cell opens up and a plate of unidentifiable food is slid through. He watched as the woman snapped her head back and slowly crawled towards the food, as if waiting for something else to happen before receiving it.

As she crawled, he could see the chain latched to her ankle that kept her attached to the wall, obviously weighing nearly half as much as she did, leaving bruised marks on her leg. It seemed to only be long enough for her to reach each wall of the cell and stop right in front of the door, nothing more. Right before she reached the door, it came swinging open, nearly hitting her and her body flew back, sending her scrambling back to the wall. “Here, have this.” Vernon said. He set a cup of a watered down golden yellow liquid onto the ground and snickered as he looked at the men gathered behind him, giggling as Vernon sat down the cup. She slowly crawled towards the cup, carefully feeling around to find it. Once she found it, she held it up to her nose, identifying the unknown liquid as urine.

“Drink it.” Vernon said firmly, never moving an inch away from the woman. Her head tilted up, and she turned toward him as if attempting to look him in his eyes. The cup is steady in her hand as she stands, slightly hopping back to keep the chain from tugging too hard at her ankle. “I said ‘drink it’” Vernon repeated gruffly. The woman was not fazed and continued to stand with the cup remaining in her hand. If Simon could see her eyes, he would assume the men were receiving a death glare that could cut deeper than a knife. Without hesitation, she tossed the cup of urine toward the men, using their giggling to pinpoint their exact direction. The men’s giggles halted and they grew noticeably enraged as the woman stood with a devious smile on her face as if proud of what she had done. She throws the empty cup towards the men and it shatters on the wall behind them, some of them dodging the throw.

Within seconds, the woman is beaten to the ground, faster than Simon could comprehend. Her attempts to put up a fight grew weak as she spat out blood, clutching onto the damaged and-more than likely, broken-parts of her body. The guard in the back pulled out a baton, and the woman cried out in pain as the guard beat her relentlessly. After a couple of minutes the men stopped and spit on the woman as she laid in a fetal position on the ground, hugging her knees to her chest, just as she was positioned before. The guards exited, and the woman was left in a puddle of her own blood, shivering and wincing in pain.

Ten minutes went by before the guard came back in a dry uniform with another cup of yellow tinted liquid. Without hesitation, he threw it onto the woman and shut the door behind him without saying a word. The woman scrambles to her feet now drenched with urine-the aroma traveling through the entirety of both cells-and blood. She didn’t speak, and she didn't cry as she slowly limped back, returning to her original seated position curled up on the wall .

Shortly after, a tray of mystery food is slid into Simon’s cell, unbeknownst to what it was. He tried a bit of it, but there was no taste. There was a slice of bread on the side that was hard, but it was still bread. Something that was edible and could be eaten. He looked at the woman as she faced the cell door, as if waiting for someone to come in. “Here,” He said as he slid a piece of bread between the cell bars. She didn’t move. Instead, she put her head between her knees, completely ignoring Simon. Eventually, her rapid breaths became sluggish and softer. She kept her position for the next few hours until the guards came back to take her away, her never putting up a fight as if it were a routine. The bread was left on the ground for whenever she came back, though Simon didn’t know the bread would become inedible by the time she returned. He laid on the ground aching in pain knowing that these three and a half walls will be the last things he saw in life.

Day 10

Simon was awoken and watched as the woman’s cell door opened and the guards dragged her in. Blood ran down her legs and she seemed incapacitated, and still looked frail,though, slightly less than before. Wherever they took her, they must have fed her. She was no longer in the shirt she wore the first day he saw her, but wore underwear stained with blood and a brassiere. There seemed to be lash marks on the soles of her feet and partially on her legs. As the men carried her in, she seemed to have woken up, her body making slight twitches and her head had moved slightly as they practically dragged her. They laid her against the wall and put the heavy metal chain back around her ankle.

As the guard, who appeared heavier than the rest, did so, Vernon squatted beside her and slowly trailed his hand up her leg, the woman having no reaction until he reached her underwear.He had slowly started moving her underwear to the side before she gained the strength to kick him away, resulting in him receiving a foot to the jaw. “Don’t…fucking…touch me,” she hissed. She was obviously in pain, but Simon noticed she still had some fight left in her. The woman was tired, and frustrated, but still just as defiant as the first day he saw her. While they still hadn’t exchanged words, Simon observed some characteristics about her. Within seconds, a loud shock echoed through the cell and a bright white light flashed. The woman rolled over, clutching her stomach in pain before being met with a boot to her back. It didn’t take much before she was groaning in pain, the electric shock still traveling through her body, a pain much worse than the kick she had just received.

“Leave her alone,” Simon said gruffly. Why he decided to defend her knowing he stood no chance in his condition-he couldn’t tell you. What he did know was that the woman looked innocent, more than likely a civilian in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or she could be a soldier like Simon. He considered the possibility. It could be why she was holding up as well as she was. Her accent told Simon she wasn’t British, but he would have to hear more to determine anything else. Her voice sounded too tired and pained for him to draw finite conclusions. The men simultaneously turned their heads towards him and back at each other with a smirk. As the heavy set guard unlocked her ankle chain, they collectively dragged her out, the woman still not putting up a fight, more than likely still in pain from the shock she had just received. They opened Simon's cell door and threw the woman at his feet.

“If you want to save her, fuck her” Vernon said firmly, a command that sat heavy in Simon’s stomach. Vile people are what these men were. Simon looked down at the woman, clearly in pain and barely recovered from her time away. He looked up at the guards as he sat, tied to a metal chair. “I said ‘Fuck her’, English” he stated, more aggressive than he was before.The two men stood together, appearing to anticipate a performance, but Simon refused to comply even under duress.. “No,” Simon murmured. It was all he could really muster up. Anything else he would been pained by a coughing fit from the lack of water he had had.

“Just…do…it,” she panted, her breaths too close together for her to say much more. Whether she was having a panic attack or still recovering, Simon could not tell. Either way, the woman knew something Simon didn’t. She had been there longer. Had learned the rules. Knew what to do and what not to do, though even that was a gray area. The men giggled as they looked Simon up and down. He gave them a blank stare, not moving an inch. “Fine, we’ll have her then,” the guard said. He and Vernon seemed to be partners in crime, he always showed up when Vernon did. The men picked up the woman as she put up a lazy fight, desperate for Simon to do what he was told. She appeared too pained and tired to actually put in genuine effort, causing her attempts to exhaust quickly. Her punches failed to inflict any damage on her takers and only amused them instead of hurting them. It was as if she knew her efforts were no good, but it was better to put up a fight than no fight at all, showing them she was a fighter, not a coward.

Manuel Roba came shortly after with a woman in skimpy clothing behind him. He said no words to Simon as he entered his cell, instead towering over him as he still sat tied to a chair, clothed in only his boxers. “You can have him. This is how we will start each day. It’s your choice,” Roba said to the woman. Without skipping a beat, Roba closes Simon’s cell door, leaving Simon and Pilar alone, something that would become part of Simon’s torture routine.

Day 15

To no surprise, they dragged the woman back into her cell, and the routine chained lock up followed shortly after. She was clean, her hair not as matted as it was before. Within the hours, she had still said very little, both she and Simon sitting in the cell, cold and wounded, though he noticed the woman’s wounds had disappeared. She barely ever moved from her spot against the wall, only slightly shifting to nestle herself into a more comfortable position. Simon still continued to share his food whenever the woman did not receive any, pushing it through the bars to her side of the cell. He would also save some of his water and slide it next to the saved food, hoping she would drink it to wash away the bad taste of whatever they were given.

Some days after he woke up, he would find the food was gone or at least somewhat eaten and the water almost always gone. Still, every time Simon looked at the woman, she sat against the wall with her knees hugged against her chest like she only moved when he wasn’t looking.

Day 20

Nowadays, Simon often sat with his back against the barred wall, staring at the blank wall opposite of him, hoping to catch the woman moving towards the food. It was possible he could get information out of her or find out who she was. Her unit could be looking for her. Or her family. Whoever she was, she had to have known something given the extended amount of time she was there. As he rested his head against the bars, he heard a quiet shuffling behind him. As he turned his head, he noticed the woman slowly inching towards the food, as if afraid to come too close to him; she either knew he was there or was used to cautiously approaching the food. The blindfold still secured to her face, she felt around to find the food that normally sat along the same place of the bars. Her left hand landed on the bread of the tray as she used her right hand to balance herself along the bars. In her attempt to grab the bars, she accidentally grazed Simon, and she scurried back, dropping the bread and nearly knocking over the cup of water.

“It is alright,” Simon said. He didn’t want the woman to fear him. Every bone in his body wanted to save her, but he had to be able to save himself to do so. The woman still sat back on her hands, unmoving, afraid of the familiar yet unfamiliar voice. Without being able to see, she could only grasp that this was the same person who was trapped in the cell with her. The one she could hear them beat and assault no matter how much she tried to ignore it. It was a torture in itself, having to hear someone be hurt and there was nothing she could do about it but listen and wait for her turn. At least then, she knew his pain and suffering would temporarily end.

“You can have it, it’s alright,” she heard him say. Something about his voice told her to trust him, even though her instincts have proven her wrong countless times. But she was hungry and in need of food. It was survival over instincts. The worst had already happened to her, so she convinced herself that the man could not hurt her more than she had already endured. She slowly started to re-approach the food in a walking squat, using her hands to balance herself as she moved with one foot and knee laterally. Simon realized the woman moved differently, as if her mobility and movement developed like that of another species.

He observed the woman as she slowly lifted the bread to her mouth, but not before smelling it. She took small bites as if trying to savor the bland food. Simon observed the woman and her features, her hair was slightly knotted, yet her coarse curls remained defined, falling just above her waist and over her ears. Her inner thighs had scars on them as if a blade cut them, but they were fading, their raised form telling how deep the original cuts were. She had warm brown skin and seemed covered with new bruises and cuts. Her face was partially freckled with spots that seemed to lighten temporarily when stimulated. As she ate, the freckles that aligned her nose, cheekbones, and the middle of her forehead shone lightly a tinted brown-orange light, a few freckles lighting on her chin. She had faint brown stripes, barely noticeable, but able to be seen if close enough, along one of her legs and her back. While Simon had seen nothing like them, he thought her features were quite interesting, making her more unique than anyone he had ever seen.

As the woman finished her bread, she felt around, searching for more. Unfortunately, there was nothing left, so Simon offered her the water he had, handing the cup in front of the woman. He tried to take the woman’s hand to feel the cup in front of her, but she quickly pulled back and let out a drawn out hiss, nearly knocking the water out of Simon’s hand. Her fear was called for, but the hiss was not. It took Simon aback, a human hissing at him like an animal, but he ignored his own fear and assured the woman that he was not there to harm her. In a gruff manner he said, “I’m trying to help you.” This may be more of a task than Simon first assumed, now knowing that the woman was either raised around animals or partly one herself. How is that possible? Human experimentation wasn’t unheard of, but many, if not all, had failed, especially ones on genetic modifications. Even the experiments conducted on animals in the past had failed.

Although taken aback, Simon attempted to move the cup back in front of the woman, moving it toward her mouth, though careful not to be too harsh. She seemed to feel the cup come closer to her and grabbed it, downing the water until there wasn’t a drop left in the cup. Once she finished the water, she slid it back through the bars and slowly side-crawled to the back wall, all without saying a word to Simon.

Read the rest on ao3!

[jumpy-buggy-33]

🌸💫⭐️🪷LMK HEADCANONS🪷⭐️💫🌸

(Had to freaking redo this bc tumblr didn’t save my draft >:[[ )

Redson(Hong Hai’er) Headcanons!!

-loves cats with every fiber of his being

-HATE HATE HATE HATE HATES water!!

-hair turns brown when it’s wet, like fire extinguishing sorta

-touch starved asf bull demon thing(bro has got 320+ years on his ass of absolutely no affectionate touch)

-has a small appetite and the highest alcohol tolerance you will ever see(got both traits from his mother)(he doesn’t drink much though of course)

-loves being pet, please pet him on your way out😼

-loves mechanics/engineering

-if you start even mentioning mechanics/engineering, he will beam at you with stars in his eyes and WILL ramble in DETAIL if you ask them a question about it or how something worked(things like that)

-clingy asf if you even touch them a little

-loves his hair, just hates how bothersome it is sometimes

-has soft/fluffy tail fur/fur/hair(depending on how one would draw him or anything like that)

-will eat the spiciest things on earth like it’s just a pack of mints or tic tacs

-gossips with his mother

-will DEFINITELY ramble if you ask him about an invention he’s working on/making

-acts like he doesn’t care much for people but secretly cares so much that they kinda forget to care about themself a lot

-stays up to atrocious times and STILL managed to wake up every day at 5:25

-has HORRIBLE vision bc the Samadhi Fire damaged their vision badly when they were a child/temporarily blinded them

-doesn’t like having nothing to do+constantly loads themself with things to do, errands to run

-HORRIBLE at parties/formal events

-has a habit of biting his lip when in deep thought or focus

-often tries to handle things themself+doesn’t like asking for help

-flusters easily

MK(Qi Xiaotian) Headcanons!!

-sleeps with his monkey plush at night

-doodles on himself when he’s bored at work

-unmedicated ADHD

-SSSSUUUUUUUUUPEEEERRRRR affectionate(will cuddle anyone who needs it, you need one?)

-LOVESSS pineapple!!

-likes listening to music when he’s drawing or working

-artist+has 17 sketchbooks in a box besides his desk

-always loses arcade games when put up against Mei

-surprisingly a AMAZING cook, sucks at baking tho

-loves playing with people’s hair(sorta like monkey grooming?)

-has binged Monkey Cop 16 times and will never stop

-acts like a little kid whenever he sees people kissing on tv

-has a tendency to try and fix all his problems himself because he doesn’t want to ‘burden’ his friends

-BROKE ASF

-keeps instant noodles in a secret cabinet in his apartment, hiding them from Pigsy

Mei(Long Xiaojiao) Headcanons!!

-knows some mechanics, but often asks Redson for help

-absolute master at video games

-definitely ate bugs as a kid and got sick because of it

-wants a lizard or something but her parents will NOT let her

-often likes to gossip with MK

-super chill about cuddles

-loves eating dragonfruit(though..sometimes she eats it with the skin..)

-has a bunch of trophies in a box from all the races she’s won

-loves pranks

-also sleeps with her dragon plushie

-will make fun of MK or Redson for being fruity even though she’s pretty fruity😼

-steals Redson’s glasses a lot just to entertain herself when he rams into poles or falls trying to get her(or even yelling at walls)

-likes doing Redson’s hair(but he rarely lets her do it)

-knows a whole bunch about bugs(origins, scientific names, etc)

Nezha Headcanons!!

-secretly loves cats

-will make flower crowns for someone if asked

-has known Redson since he was a baby and often talks with him(they gossip together, complain about people, all that)

-sarcasm is definitely his second language

-amazing at making origami

(There’s not a lot for my boy😭🪷)

Monkey King(Sun Wukong) Headcanons!!

-has a habit of talking to himself both from the years he was alone and trapped in the furnace((I can’t remember exactly what happened about the furnace so please bear with me🥲))

-snores loud asf and often scares the monkeys away

-secretly likes singing and sings well, but terrified of doing it in front of people

-often thinks about things he regrets

-a lil touch starved :,)

-smells like peaches

Macaque(Li’uer Mihou) Headcanons!!

-touch starved monkey dude 😢

-flinches whenever someone gets close of his right

-the monkeys on FFM(Flower Fruit Mountain) often like sleeping with him, basically drowning him in monkey

-often summons Rumble or Savage(or both) to talk to(though, they’re not very good company)

-loves mangos

-likes just sitting at a quiet pond at night, its quiet and peaceful and it doesn’t hurt his ears

-his fur is always so soft because the monkeys groom it a lot

Yeah that’s kinda it….FOR NOW-

Anyway have art😼

[corviisquire]

get creatured!!!!!

Left to right: @moonchild-in-blue @leonsleftbicep @ghxstly-death

@pear-island (dunno what blog to tag lmao)

Me when I creature the mutuals. Just some simple creature eldritch horror designs as gifts ig! idk you guys are very cool. I had a lot of fun doing these! I plan on coloring them digitally eventually. If any of you guys are uncomfortable with this please tell me. And if any other people want a custom little horror beyond human comprehension I’d be more than happy to design one. I’m gonna stop rambling now (lie)

Design break down under cut :b

(not using first names I can if that’s better. Pardon misspellings. also color coding haha)

Moonchild-in-blue: Moons, stars. The whole shebang. Tied in some espera elements cause I know you love the ladies dearly. Just taking the vibes I get from you and translating into M O O N W O M A N. She has a fun half mask and I plan on doing some up close sketches. When I do color these, I’m thinking blues and purples. Ong I listened to hypnosis so many times drawing this… hope you enjoy it!!

Leonsleftbicep: Yeah uh this happened. Took inspiration from Grim and how you draw yourself (cool shirt and little tail thingy). Ram horns were fun so bam I added them. Also serated sword cause why not. Heavily bloodborne inspired. Either blues and golds and red and gold for color palette along with black. Yeah dog!!! (only a lad by oingo boingo carried this design)

Ghxstly-death: tall lurking being. Whenever I think of you I think of plants and mushrooms (so some of those are on the shoulders) I also thought a stall staff that doubles as a trident would be fun. I took some inspiration from Teacher from The Girl From The Other Side. When I color this it’ll probably be greens or any other colors you have preferences towards. Antlers are fun and I might add fungi to those too!!

Stinky poo master (pearisland): bro I don’t even know. I noticed some of yours OCs have scarves so yeah. Also fun pattern on cloak. Little guy also has a mercy dagger (used to stab and jab anyone who gets close). I know you play sky:cotl (I’m guilty as well) so cloak. uhhh she gurbert on my bunger til I geek off the yipper

[power-handmaiden]

what I want to (re?)gain from reading all these tinglers.

Long ass personal ramble below because this is my blog where I ramble about things now

I used to draw all the time and even longer ago I used to write and at some point I just stopped because I got hung up on whether I was "good" at these things things or whether it was a waste of my time creating such "trivial" things rather than art with "meaning" or maybe of I should be spending my time on more "useful" skills. Why write if you're just going to write gay fanfiction? But when I tried more "serious" things to "develop my skills" and also do things like proofread and edit, it just wasn't fun anymore and the hobby was dropped. Drawing lasted longer and I never dropped it so completely but I think smartphones put a damper on it. Once we all got little Google machines in our pockets I was never just out somewhere doodling freely, there was always the option to look up a reference, to draw the thing Correctly, and then time would pass where I was trying to find a picture of a ram's horns at just the right angle, and my number at the DMV would be called or whatever else I was waiting for would demand my attention and I would never even set my pencil to paper in these moments when I used to doodle.

I also felt like I could never express sexual ideas as much as I wanted to because of the "quality" of my work. Making "bad" art was one thing, everyone in the learning process does that, but sharing "bad" sexual art? Well, everyone on the internet forums I frequented was *justified* in reposting their art to mock them and linking to their online galleries for passersby to point and laugh personally, I thought at the time. How dare they be horny and express it in an appropriate adults-only space without mastering their craft first!

There's a lot holding me back. I deeply miss drawing and writing. I miss how freely I used to be able to just do them without the mental block telling me I need to run certain steps for Quality when I never did intend to do these creative things as a profession or anything?

Why is it so easy to sit down and "waste time" playing a video game or scrolling the internet, but so hard to spend the same amount of time drawing something for fun?

here's where Chuck Tingle comes in. He is someone who just DOES IT. This is the writing of someone who is not overthinking the process like I am when I become too paralyzed to create. And, I cannot stress this enough. IT'S SO GOOD. I LOVE IT SO MUCH. So much fun, joyful art has come from a process that I had convinced myself was something to be reined in and feared. The free act of creation that I'd convinced myself was nothing if I didn't learn to refine it into something "respectable". Ideas that would definitely not have passed a committee vote but make the process of reading all these stories one after another so exciting.

Even when I hit the occasional one like today that doesn't hit well anymore, it's evidence of someone who was creating from the heart, in the moment. Weirdly, they make me feel that yearning even stronger, with the knowledge that I know I'll love future stories.

I still haven't gotten there yet but I hope the love I find in these stories eventually breaks down the mental walls I've built and makes me feel free again to DRAW SOME GODDAMN LESBIAN FURRIES.

[evevoli]

original story concept: flight feathers (working title)

aka me shoving my new OCs in everyone's faces for a few minutes. low and behold, my gang of losers:

from left to right: Phoenix, Selene, Helios, and Killian

so a wayward beam of divine insanity lightning struck me about four months ago in the form of the first genuinely coherent original story idea i've had in... basically forever and i am finally crawling out of my mad ornithologist lab to talk about it, if only so i have something to point to when i start tagging random innocuous text posts with the names of characters no one's ever heard of. this project is perhaps the most self-indulgent Autism Fueled venture i have ever gone on and it is so fun actually

the basic gist of the story is that local Teenage Bird Hater Selene accidentally gets isekai'd to a Greco-Roman/baroque-inspired city on a floating archipelago hidden in the clouds, inhabited by bird-worshipping winged people. there she befriends a strange one-winged fortune teller named Phoenix, who takes her in while she looks for a way back down to earth.

as a certified Bird Disliker(tm) for reasons she will absolutely not disclose, the idea of being trapped in this city with its strange bird-entrenched culture has got to be Selene's personal hell. but she's already made a few good friends and is learning a lot, so hey... if you ignore the castle surrounded by doves looming off in the distance, and the general poor sentiment surrounding corvids, maybe it's not such a bad place to be after all.

...until it turns out the King himself might have it out for her, much to the dismay of his son and loyal knight, Prince Helios and Captain Killian.

there is. A Lot more to it than that lol—and at least like 8 more characters i haven't gotten to drawing yet—but there's your elevator pitch. to explain the world a bit more, everyone has bird wings to fly with, their own Bird Familiars(tm), and rides around on pegasi and different species of griffin. the world consists of little islands connected by bridges, with the city developed vertically, and sort of resembles a fusion between the Aether mod in Minecraft and Zephyr Heights in MLP G5.

and now the most important thing, the Closeups

some notes:

Selene is transfem :), Helios is transmasc only because i tried giving him curled ram horns and got so frustrated trying to draw them i just gave up and gave him the ewe ones instead

Selene is a Wolf Kid and really vibes with the lyrics to Angel of Darkness on a personal level

Helios's wings are weak and undersized so he can't take off or fly for very long on his own

i like to consider Helios my personal challenge to design the most unapologetically cringe and archetypal character ever. i am going to make a character that is so sad little loser prince. kicks him

Phoenix is a childhood nickname, Killian is just a shortened form of Achilles. Phoenix absolutely hates his birth name. Killian is ambivalent towards his

Phoenix lost his left wing in an accident that changed the trajectory of his life forever teehee :3c

the little blue jay is named Celeste, the crow is Peanut, and the tawny owl is Athena :)

and that is all i shall reveal in this post >:) this idea has been rotting my brain from the inside out for months now so don't hesitate to shoot me an ask if you're wondering about anything :]

[iunpackmyadjectives]

A Ninjago Heathers AU Idea

I adore Heathers with my whole soul(candy store, meant to be yours, dead girl walking and seventeen all ended up on my top songs of 2023 playlist for context), and I love ninjago with my whole soul(70k words of fics in my Google docs, so many hours spent reading and drawing for it, and multiple cosplays), so naturally I want to combine them. But I(probably)don’t have the patience for writing all that, so the skeleton of it is landing here

Cast:

Veronica: Lloyd

JD: Harumi(but like she’s the perfect JD change my mind)

H. Chandler: Kai

H. Duke: Cole

H. McNamara: Jay

Kurt and Ram: Nya and Skylor

Martha: Brad Tudabone

Ms Fleming: Dareth(it just…I don’t think I need to explain it)

Notes:

If you can’t tell, the whole thing is gender bent. tinylifeboat123 has a lovely gender bent Heathers au I used for inspiration/reference 

And to clarify it’s still set in 1989

Okay but Kai definitely gives Heather Chandler. Like he would be popular, a mythic bitch, and sing lead in candy store

Similarly, I think Jay would make a great Heather MacNamera. Also, this would be a Gordon situation, as he is loaded because his dad’s an actor

Look, Llorumi isn’t a popular or generally liked ship(for good reason, I don’t ship them at all when it comes to canon), but idk to me they fit for Veronica and JD??? Like, especially Rumi being JD? She already blew up a building and murdered people in canon

Give me big fun at the Smith house please

Dead Girl Walking would play out differently specifically because I hc Lloyd as hella ace. It still ends in him and Rumi becoming official, but no sex

Blue would also play out differently since Nya is taken(yes by Jay) and Skylor just had her bf(?) die. They would try to convince him to do stuff with a girl(probably Akita but it doesn’t really matter), and when he refuses they spread a rumor that he said no because he’s gay. Cue Rumi using an uno reverse card in Our Love is God(idk maybe a mention about how they both are queer but the world doesn’t love them for who they are and people saying stuff like that are the problem?)

Dead Gay Son could go whatever way you want, but I would probably have it be about scruffshipping(Dareth/Ronin) because I hc Ronin as becoming Nya’s functional uncle post season 5

The dead trio would have a lot more dynamics with each other, considering there’s a pair of best friends, a couple(?), and a pair of siblings(something something Kai and Nya could have been the older siblings Lloyd never had something something)

I definitely could see Dareth leading shine a light. Seems like a very in-character thing for him to do.

Give me Jay having a breakdown over how he rides the bus because all his rides to school are dead. Give me Jay singing lifeboat. Give me Lloyd stopping Jay from doing that one thing in the bathroom. I need it. I NEED it.

The kindergarten boyfriend was Lloyd. He didn’t die, but he has so strongly left Brad behind that in his eyes he might as well have. This also makes the line “I’m so sorry” sooo much worse

Is 90% of this au just for the last 5 songs? Absolutely. They just fit the Llorumi dynamic. Like Lloyd realizes that she is crazy and her being stopped is far more than their relationship being saved. Does Lloyd wish they could have work out? Yes. Does he still try to save her until the very last second? Yes. Is there remorse from both parties? Yes. But in the end she's “beaten fair and square” and dies, and there isn’t a shoved in rushed redemption arc I’m looking at you Crystalized you butchered my girl.

Greenflower in beautiful(reprise)? Maybe a kiss???

[woodenfawn]

Re Zero Highschool AU Concept

very new to tumblr, sorry if i mess anything up!

mey and i just talked about this and threw it together and had a lot of fun with it XD I'm at arc 6 and mey is anime-only so far, so some things may be inaccurate, and some characters are not included!

If there are things you want to suggest please do, but any spoilers should be either really vague or plot-irrelevant (like, outside of main plot developments. Side stories are fine i think!) mey's notes from our conversation, I'll put some of my individual thoughts in at the end (Thank you @tanya-degurechaff for letting me ramble about my blorbos for so long! and watching re zero!!! and everything!!!)

Click on the keep reading to see all the notes, i think???

Shitty Re:Zero Highschool AU

All the king candidates are all part of the Student Body, all running for Student Body President. That's the competition.

Emilia is an awkward transfer student. Her step-dad, Betelgeuse, had to move for work purposes. She looks a lot like the weird girl, Satella, which people isolate her for. Emilia deepest secret: watches 70s TV shows. Her clothes look vintage. She watches Antique Roadshow. When she goes to Anime Club, she finds out the anime she likes are very out of date. (Astroboy). 

Subaru is the leader of the anime club and he instantly falls in love with Emilia and invites her to join. She takes the invite. Besides anime club, he also goes to the QSA, but as a student named Natsumi Schwartz and it's 100% convincing everyone.

Julius hates Subaru guys he swears. Julius is the captain of the fencing team and hangs out with Reinhard very often. He and Reinhard go to the chess club every Wednesday after school. Julius is also a secret LARP-er and goes to Ren fairs as a cool knight. 

Reinhard is a straight-A, valedictorian, star of all of the sports team golden students. He's planned to take the Astrea Company after he graduates. Secretly, Reinhard wants to be a shoujo manga artist. He keeps his shitty Manga in a pink sketchbook at the back of his locker. He goes to the Anime Club with Subaru and that's the only time he can draw.

Otto had a lot of trouble in elementary school and barely talked, rather interested in his anthills instead of people. As he got older, he started making friends and now hangs out at the anime club. He's known as the student janitor, cleaning up after everyone else. He also lays facedown in dirt talking to bugs. He's autistic and has a special interest… in bugs/nature in general. Sensitive hearing, uses noise canceling headphones. Scalper. Theater Tech. Stage manager. 

Garfiel is a freshman who's known to cause a lot of trouble and hates school. He's actually a youtuber who makes shitty rage roblox and minecraft trolling videos in his freetime. He's quite popular with elementary school boys. Calls Subaru Captain in school, follows him around. Great at sports

Rem is a VTuber for LugunicaEN. Her Oni form is her Vtuber model. Very popular for her genuine talks, she does ASMR, gives advice to people. She's very kind. Writes fanfiction. 

Ram is just a girl 👍. Mobility aid user. 

Priscilla is a theater girl, she acts like she is the best actress. Tries for all the lead elegant female roles. She's a good actor, just a little bit annoying. 

Roswaal is the theater teacher.

Wilhelm principal 

Crusch also does Fencing Club. She's very academically intelligent, though struggles socially. A good leader.

Ferris is the TA for the nurse. Also Vtuber for LugunicaEN. Openly part of the QSA, no one realizes she's a girl somehow. Girlfriends lesbians Crusch.

Liliana is an older student who gets held back, joins theater because she's a great singer. Priscilla has a sexuality crisis and becomes a woman lover.

Anastasia is part of the student body beforehand.

Otto is friends with Subaru's mom.

The triplets are all in the DnD club. It's just the three of them. Mimi is a Berserker.

Subaru is good artist, great at sewing. 

Ferris can also draw. They draw together and talk about their girlfriends. 

Emilia CANNOT draw. Worse than Reinhard.

Puck is the cool teacher, knows everything. Wise…

Beatrice is the librarian. Looks like a student, is not. Never leaves the school, no one knows why. 

Echindna is a history/english/science etc. Teacher, teaches everything no one else teaches. How is she doing this.

Satella is a weird girl who has never really talked to anyone. Advises the anime club, no one talks to her. Has a weird shrine in the girl's bathroom. 

Minerva is the school therapist, part of the health and social relationships classes. She's just so sweet… she takes care of the therapy dogs. Aggressively supportive of everyone. She's like a shaking chihuahua. Tries to act threatening, is just not. Really likes Emilia.

Felt is the youngest running for student body. She really wants two lunchtimes. That's her goal. 

Rom is the gym teacher 

Fredrica is the older sister of Garfiel, top student. She and Crusch are friends. Ready to graduate, just a girl. Trying to control her younger brother.

Henkel stands outside of Reinhard's class window shaking his head in disappointment.

Reinhard likes magical girls a lot, he just wants to help. He genuinely loves power of friendship stories. Really likes Tokyo Mew Mew and made Felt watch it. Reinhard likes to cosplay magical girls for cons and drags Felt along. 

Subaru convinces Reinhard to get Tumblr, does not know how to use it. Reinhard: "Dear Diary, I had breakfast today, two eggs and a toast." He also texts using the glitter flowers gifs with shiny text.

Al is a stage crew guy who follows Priscilla around. Otto doesn't know what to think about him. 

Otto disappears for days at a time. He is camping.

Garfiel is secretly a furry. His fursona is based on Garfield. Has commissioned Ferris.

Ferris is a furry artist. The Vtuber and Furry stuff is completely different.

Garfiel almost stopped going to school, Subaru convinced him to stay because he's been there before. Garfiel respects Subaru because of this and that's why he follows him around.

Petra is an elementary schooler who visits the highschool. On friendly terms with all the teachers. Why is this child here. 

Elsa is the science teacher, especially biology. Seems just fine at first, but has some… moments that's a bit terrifying. Everyone ignores that.

Meli is a future scientist, best friends with Elsa.

Gluttony twins are great students and hang out in the cafeteria all the time. Right below Reinhard, Crusch and Julius. Acts like delinquents.. 

Regulus is a horrible teacher. Terrible man. The kind of teacher that's like "your learning depends on how I'm feeling today", hated by everyone. 

Capella is not in the school… she. She is not in this au. Gets booted in this HS au.

Sirius is a very sweet teacher. She's the kind of teacher that's almost childish, really wants everyone to get along. She almost seems condescending, but she's genuine about it. Obsessed with Betelgeuse, every time he visits Emilia, she flirts. 

Pandora is the one who keeps Regulus in line. A faculty member. Philosophy Teacher.

Hector is a sad janitor man. Otto took over his job.

Tonchinkan are the three school delinquents, but strangely friends with Felt and therefore associated with Reinhardt (who's trying to keep them in line).

Daphne is the Lunch lady. 

Typhon is a student who's really into philosophy. Bad at it. Misquotes things often. Probably says a Lord of the Rings quote trying to be smart. Googles "how 2 be smart"

Sekhmet is a no nonsense teacher, she doesn't like being a teacher, but good at her job.

Individual notes:

We initially thought this up because we were joking about a Subaru-Reinhardt-Julius highschool fanfiction, cause honestly the way they're written in-story would fit that so well, and ended up making this whole thing...

I think the witches should all be staff/teachers of some sort, except for typhon maybe?

We set wilhelm as the principal just by vibes, but we have some ideas that would clash with the concept. maybe the dragon is the principal and nobody's seen him XD

Reinhardt's story in more detail: he's a straight A student (the kind with over 100% in all of his classes) who joined all of the sports but skipped it a lot because he was just so good at it and also he prioritized chess club. Julius is in a similar position. Subaru then invited him to the anime club (being the idiot he [she?] is) and Reinhardt accepted because "friend!!!!" he found his love for shoujo anime and now tries drawing his own. he's okay at drawing girls but awful at drawing guys. He picked up crossdressing from Ferris and Subaru and had a full identity crisis when he realized Ferris was transfem and Subaru is an egg (or closeted transfem or bigender or something). he realized he's just a cis man who likes crossdressing but he had to put his shoujo down for a little while... now he forces Felt to cosplay as a magical girl with him. She secretly has fun! Every time Heinkel shows up outside his classroom window he just... slides his sparkly pink sketchbook back into his backpack

Subaru sews the cosplay fits!

We said sirius is sweeter in this AU because i don't think anything would trigger her more extreme views in this story, and mey can't tell me if that's right or wrong cause they haven't met her yet XD i might be but i think a sweeter role fits her!

Rem and Ferris are in the same vtubing group. they refuse to talk about it

Emilia picked up her outdated language from old shows and anime! She joined the anime club because she was excited to talk about the old old anime she loves, and when subaru talks about waifus she just thinks "ah, like that lum girl!"

Julius has either really really good taste in anime or really really bad taste.

Subaru's just picking up friends cause he's too chaotic to follow the atmosphere, and the people he tried to become friends with just so happen to need someone like him!

Subaru WILL try to woo emilia with anime pick up lines

When Rem develops a sleeping disorder that makes her fall asleep while standing up sometimes, she becomes wheelchair buddies with Ram! Ram is determined to push herself (though she'll let Emilia do it sometimes) and Subaru helps Rem out!

Rom is a very sweet teacher. everyone is scared of him at first but they all call him grandpa at the end (teasing, but lovingly). Felt is actually his adopted granddaughter, and when she got to highschool it got a little awkward but made some very funny moments!

Ram is a very good student in some places but very bad in others. They don't know what to do with her. Sometimes she gets an A and it's clear she didn't cheat but sometimes she fails. sometimes in class she knows everything and WILL show off and sometimes she's straight up asleep. Nobody can figure out the pattern.

Otto will sometimes skip class and teachers either don't notice or just say "oh he's probably doing janitor stuff we shouldn't bother him."

can patrasche be the very aggressive therapy dog

i think i should stop here before i write a whole book

we haven't even got a fanfiction planned or anything we just talked about this for a few hours

if anyone does want to write a fanfiction that would be hilarious and send it to us please

[writteninlunarlight-years]

hello!! 🌟

I was wondering if I could ask for a matchup for my self-insert tav “M” with any of the BG3 girlies :] thank you so much for doing these!! they’re so fun and neat to read hehe

Fandom: BG3

Race: Zariel Tiefling

Class: Paladin/Fighter, shawty hits like a train 🚂

D&D Alignment: Chaotic Good

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/They

Sexuality: women…

Appearance: M is a 5”8, yellowish tiefling with curved ram horns and feathery, black, shoulder length hair. She has a lean and muscular build with broad shoulders, toned arms, and a soft stomach (~135lbs).

MBTI: INFJ!

Personality: M is generally friendly and benevolent but is not above using intimidation to get what they want. Fairly easygoing if not a bit of a bimbo 😭 surprisingly perceptive and very stubborn.

Likes:

- Exercise! Particularly weightlifting. Takes pride in her strength and physique. Will happily spar with you :]

- Food, food, food. Her bag is always full of it. Will constantly ask her companions if they’ve eaten anything yet as a subtle form of affection. Always makes a point to carry something her companions will like and is more than happy to give you the other half of her orange if you ask 🍊

- Animals, but mostly cats. Would pet every cat in Baldur’s Gate if she could.

- Backscratches!!! One of the few things that will make M instantly melt, but she would never admit to liking them out loud (why would she ever mention such a thing?)

Dislikes:

- SPIDERS. M can tolerate blood, gore, and ghouls, but spiders? That’s where she draws the line. The Spider Matriarch fight under the Blighted Village? You bet her ass she’d fail her constitution saving throw and be frightened on the spot. Not her proudest moment, but she will do everything she can to make up for it.

- Dishonesty. M is the type to wear her feelings on her sleeves. She speaks her mind honestly and expects honesty in return. She cannot suffer a liar, especially when she knows she’s being lied to.

- Waiting. M can be impatient sometimes. Her time is valuable to her, and if you misuse or waste it, that’s a one-way ticket to her shit list.

Extra Fun Fact: M is ironically a bit of a kleptomaniac despite being a paladin.

They try not to steal as much anymore (they were a prolific thief in their youth), but valuables always tend to go missing when she’s in the same room.

~~~~~ MATCH UPS ~~~~~

BG3

Karlach

~~~~~ HEADCANONS ~~~~~

Karlach is blunt and abrasive, even when you first meet her.

She is very open about her situation and wears her heart on her sleeve. Well, would you call a flaming engine a heart?

Karlach enjoys watching you lead; you are the leader she aspires to be.

She cares a lot for you but knows she can't get too close; otherwise, it could cause significant problems.

The first time she catches you stealing something, she asks and makes you return it.

You were very embarrassed, but she didn't judge you; she just offered to help you learn not to do it anymore.

Karlach realized she was falling for you when she watched you work out for the first time. She thought it was hot.

When the firey woman got her engine fixed enough to touch people again, she immediately hugged you.

Though blunt, she was mildly worried you would reject her if she made any verbal advances.

When you hugged back, she almost thought her engine was broken again cause damn was it hot all of a sudden.

Karlach was awestruck by you when you defended her to Gortash, falling for you all over again.

Once the final battle was complete, Karlach asked you to come with her to Avernus.

She understood your hesitancy but was pleasantly surprised when you agreed.

After helping her fix her engine in Avernus the minute she was 'cured,' you asked her out.

This made Karlach so happy because after years of pinning for you, you were finally together, and her favorite leader took charge.

~~~~~ BLURB ~~~~~

You and Karlach had just returned from your adventures in Avernus. It had been hard keeping in contact with everyone after your departure to the plains of Hell. The excitement bubbled through both of you as you two headed to the arranged meeting place for all of the old crew. It was known that Karlach could hold and touch people after her repair from Deamon, but no one expected you guys to fully cure her.

Ready to show Eveyrone your fully flamed relationship, you two entered the old hideout from back in the day, Shars Caress. Waving to the owner, you paid your portion for the stay and made your way to where everyone else should be. Time in Avernus had shaped you and Karlach, so you could almost imagine how everyone else must be changed. Grabbing Karlachs hand, you smiled, nodding into the room.

Everyone turned to look at you and hooted and hollered. You saw a couple of your old crew passing around copper and gold, probably betting on whether you'd be coming alone or not. Rolling your eyes, you ordered the liquor for the evening. Taking your seat next to Karlach, everyone began to recount their days since the final battle.

As it got to your and Karlach's turn, large smiles spread along your faces. Gently, you took the woman's face in your hands and kissed her. No hissing of her engine, no flames, nothing happened, and everyone congratulated you, too. As the night progressed, Karlach and you were one of the only two still standing from the drinking festivities. She gently took your hand, rubbing your ring finger. "How bout now we plan that wedding, soldier?"

[sanvirtheobserver]

Taking Flight, An SMG4 Fanfic: Volume 4

Another volume in the bag, along with some announcements.

While the main flick will still be called Taking Flight, I have officially decided to give this AU an actual name: Nexus. A bit basic, I know, but also surprisingly fitting considering all the different characters from different shows I'm cramming into this. There's also a "lore reason" but....... we'll cross that bridge when we get there. I'd also like to thank those who actually take the time out of their day to read my stuff. It really means a lot to me.

Anywho, enjoy.

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Chapter 16: Dirty Jobs

The cool midnight air lies still, and the sky is alight with the Full Moon. The perfect night for a hunt. We see Ragatha and Saturday dashing through the trees below while Tari flies up top. The shrieks are getting louder with every meter they cover.

Saturday: So how do you expect this "friend" of yours to be of any help?

Ragatha: It wouldn't hurt to have a little support. She'll be fine so long as she sticks with us.

Saturday: And you trust her to actually do something useful?

Ragatha: Depends, can I trust you to NOT try and kill her?

Saturday: I make no promises.

Another gutteral shriek echoes through the forest. The trio stop in a nearby clearing. The source of the shrieking lurks behind the trees, getting closer by the second. Tari is horrified by what's making its way into the clearing.

Tari: What.......is that thing?

Ragatha: That would be an Abstraction.

Standing in the moonlight is a shifting black mass dotted with fractalescent spines, creeping along on six prismatic spindly legs sprouting from its back. A pair of whip-like tails thrash around behind it, splitting tree trunks as if they were Styrofoam.

She draws her cleavers as Saturday readies her lance.

Ragatha: Stay close, and follow my lead.

Saturday: Watch and learn, little bird.

Saturday charges forward, drawing the beast's attention. It lashes out with its front legs, but Saturday expertly maneuvers over the sweeping claws and lands several jabs on its head with her lance. Ragatha flanks from the sides and riddles the beast's legs with sewing needles. One of its tails swipes at her and she swiftly slices it to bits with her cleavers. Once all the legs have been riddled with needles, she takes a few steps back and gives a mighty yank. Transparent threads tangle the beast's legs, immobilizing it.

Ragatha: Tari, now!

That's when tari swoops in, summoning a barrier before ramming into the beast and toppling it onto its back. Ragatha hops up and severs the beast's legs. Saturday hurls a fan of sharpened candy canes into the beast's underside, and with a snap of her fingers they shatter and further perforate their target. The beast writhes in pain, it's furious roars echoing through the forest before falling still. The color fades from its eyes as the body withers away, leaving a black oily stain upon the grass. Tari lands next to Ragatha as she offers a high five to Saturday, who callously declines as she walks up to Tari.

Tari: So........ are we cool now? I mean, you did a good job with thaAAAAH!

Saturday sweeps Tari's leg and sends her tumbling to the ground, raising her lance to Tari's chest.

Saturday: If I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead before you even saw me. Remember that the next time you decide to go on a midnight flight.

She stays her weapon and takes her leave. Ragatha helps Tari back onto her feet.

Clench: Well....... she sure seems fun.

Tari is quiet as she and Ragatha enter the Guest House. Looks like the others have all retired to their rooms for the night..... except for Aybel who was waiting in the lounge.

Aybel: Miss Ragatha. It's good to see you and Miss Tari back home safe and sound.

Ragatha: It's good to see you too, Aybel.

Aybel: I heard you had quite the adventure.

Tari: Yep..... just prancing about on a midnight stroll.....and.....nothing else, heh.

Can you tell that Tari isn't that good at lying?

Ragatha: The Showgrounds are secure, sir. Me and Saturday took care of the Abstraction, with a little help.

She glances at Tari with a smile.

Aybel: Is that so?

He hovers over to Tari and places a hand on her shoulder.

Aybel: Thank you for the assistance, Miss Tari.

Tari: Oh, um...... you're welcome. A good hostess always helps their guests.

Aybel: You should get some rest, Miss Ragatha. My brother will be arriving tomorrow, and I'm certain he'll have a new adventure planned.

She nods and heads upstairs, leaving Tari and Aybel alone in the lounge.

Aybel: So........

He ushers Tari to take a seat.

Aybel: You have some questions, I'm sure.

Tari nods.

Aybel: Well, first I must ask if you've told anyone else about what happened tonight.

Tari: No sir.

Aybel: Good. Ragatha prefers to keep that a private manner. She doesn't want the others to get involved. She has always been "protective" of this little troop of ours and doesn't want to put them at risk.

Tari: Does this have to do witn the monster we saw in the woods?

Aybel: Abstractions. Tragic things. They were once lost souls like us.

Tari: Then....... what happened to turn them into...... that?

Aybel: It has to do with resonance, the soul's ability to form connections with just about anything, whether it be an item, a person, a place, or a memory. Since the line between mind and body doesn't apply to us, we must rely on this resonance to maintain our form. Resonance is what anchors our mind and body. So, when a lost soul loses that resonance, they lose what makes us who we are. As a result, they abstract. They become husks of their former selves, shapeless, mindless amalgamations of chaos and despair. They hunt other souls to consume them, draining them of their resonance to try and replace theirs.

Tari: Wow.........that's..........that's terrible.

Aybel: Indeed. There was....... an incident involving an Abstraction at one of our facilities a month ago. The troop you see here are some of the survivors. Ragatha and her team were able to contain the threat...........

Though he didn't have any physical eyes, Tari could still sense a deep sadness within his soul.

Aybel:.........but not without losing one of their own.

Tari is taken aback by all this. She didn't expect all their new guests to have suffered so much.

Tari: Is...... is there any way to help them?To bring them back?

Aybel: I've tried, Miss Tari. We all have. But once you've passed a certain threshold...... there will be nothing left to save. The only way we can feasibly help them is to....... set their souls free.

Tari takes a moment to process all this. The idea of your friends turning into a monster is bad enough, but to be forced to put them down for their sake and the sake of others.......... she's only really seen it once before.......... and it crushed her. It crushed everyone. And to think that Ragatha has likely gone through this so many times before........

Tari: I......... I can't imagine.......

Aybel: This Circus has become like a family to us. That's why I've taken it upon myself to ensure that these Abstractions, and any other threats to the Circus, are held at bay by any means necessary. It's by no means an easy job......... but it's a job that must be done regardless.

Tari: You know..........

She can't help but think back to the incident with One Shot Wren. How he tortured Meggy, how he turned all her friends to puppets......... and how she did everything in her power to save them and set them free.

Tari: The Crew is everything to me. They've always been there for me, to help me when I couldn't help myself........ and I want to return that favor. And if that means I can protect others as well.........

She places a hand on Aybel's shoulder.

Tari: Then I have no regrets.

Aybel is taken back by Tari's resolve, the glow of passion and determination burned bright in those lilac eyes. He remembered seeing that same kind of resolve in his brave little doll........ and smiled.

Aybel: You truly are a brave little bird, aren't you?

Chapter 17: SHOWTIME!

It's a beautiful morning out in the skies as Ragatha chills out in the Crow's Nest of SMG3's ship. Apparently Aybel's brother, the "ringleader" of the Circus, has enlisted SMG3's help with the adventure planned for today.

Tari: Me and Saturday just finished scouting the area.

Ragatha: So, everything good?

Tari: Yep. Me and Saturday have covered the designated area and set up a perimeter. Stable terrain, minimal hazards, plenty of hiding spots, and ZERO Abstractions. How about you?

Ragatha: Going well so far. We're all set up for the adventure.

They both look down and see the rest of the Troop gathered aboard the top deck. Aybel is currently giving them the standard safety guidelines, jesturing to the circle of woodlands. Several beams of light are visible from the ship.

Aybel: The area within this circle of beacons is our designated "adventure zone" in which there are minimal hazards. To ensure your safety, you are to remain within this perimeter for the duration of the adventure. Is that clear?

Everyone nods in agreement.

Aybel: Very well..... We're ready, brother!

From the helm emerges SMG3 and a figure similar to Aybel, except he's in a red coat with various golden embroidery and wears a silk lined cape held with a polkadotted bowtie. His head is a floating orb much like his brother, but with only a pair of eyes. His hat is much larger, with little white "teeth" hanging around the rim. In his hands he holds his own little scepter baton thingie.

SMG3: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and that colorful rainbow in between, allow me to introduce the ringleader of the Circus.....CAINE!

Caine: Oh it is GOOD to be back! Thank you very much, SMG3. I trust that you are all DYING to go on today's adventure?

Kinger: I miss my wife.

Caine: That's the spirit! Now where is...... AHA!

He flies up to the Crow's Nest at a breakneck pace.

Caine: RAGATHA! Good to see you being aggressively protective as always.

Ragatha: You know it.

Caine: And YOU must be SMG4's friend from the Showgrounds! Tari, was it?

Tari: Yep, that's me. Heheh.

Caine aggressively shakes Tari's hand, nearly dislocating her shoulder as he introduces himself.

Caine: Pleasure to meet you! My name is Caine, and I am glad to have you here on today's SPINE TINGLING, HEART STOPPING, MIND TWISTING ADVENTURE.

Clench: Jesus. Kinger wasn't kidding about the eccentric part, was he?

Tari checks her arm to make sure nothing is broken.

Tari: Um, it's a pleasure to meet you too, Mister Caine.

Ragatha: Be easy on her, she's kinda new to this.

Ragatha hops down to the lower deck. Tari flies down and joins SMG3 as Caine flies over to the top of the bridge.

Caine: Now, I know it's been a while since we've had a good adventure, considering some........unfortunate circumstances......... SO, we are gonna start off with something simple to get us back into the flow of things. My good friend (and todays sponsor) SMG3 shall lay down the premise for today's adventure, FIND THE FISHY!

SMG3: Thank you Caine. You see, my friend Fishy Boopkins is currently hiding somewhere in this circle of woodland, and YOU have to find him!

Tari: Wait.......You just dumped him in the middle of the woods?

SMG3: Relax. I had him microchipped beforehand.

He pulls out a PDA with a map of the area. A little green dot shows Boopkins' real time location.

SMG3: He'll be fine. He just needs to hide until sundown or somebody finds him.

Caine: And since this is a sponsored adventure, the first to find him gets 10 coupons for free coffee at 3's Coffee & Bombs, as well as their own limited edition 3's Coffee & Bombs hoodie!

What? You think Three would pass up the chance to sponsor his business? Anyways, SMG3 goes over to one of the Grav Cannons and expands the barrels as much as possible.

SMG3: Who's first?

First one up is Jax who cheers and does some summersaults, Zooble is next as they try to keep themselves together, Gangle and Pomni both scream and hold each other as they're flying, and Kinger silently flies forward like a torpedo. Ragatha gives a wink at Tari before hopping off the ship and down into the forest below.

Caine: Good luck!

Aybel: And may the odds be ever in your favor.

Tari then spreads her wings and flies off in the direction of the others. Switching over to Pomni and Gangle, they managed to make a relatively safe landing in a nearby pond with quite the splash. Gangle floats up and out of the water. Pomni breaches the surface and coughs up a hermit crab.

Pomni: Ugh...... Why is it always a cannon?

In another spot in the forest we see Jax landing in a bush next to Zooble, who has just finish piecing themselves back together.

Jax: WOO! Haha.........Howdy.

In another different spot we see Kinger having landed on a beaver's dam, much to the current residents' dismay. Tari swoops in to help Kinger back to his feet.

Kinger: What are we doing again?

Tari: You're supposed to be looking for Boopkins.

Kinger: Oh, right! Of course.

Ragatha arrives on the scene.

Ragatha: You alright, Kinger?

Kinger: ........... GAH! Oh, hi Ragatha.

Tari: I think he hit his head on the way down.

Ragatha: Nah, he's always like that.

Kinger: You guys didn't happen to see a gameshow around here, have you?

A few meters out we see Boopkins still looking for a hiding spot as the Troop begins their search.

Boopkins: Maybe I can hide in a pond? No, I'm a fish so they'd likely check the water first. Oh, Maybe I can hide in the trees! They'd never expect a fish to climb trees!

And for good reason. Try as he might, Boopkins can't even get an inch off the ground before falling on his ass.

Boopkins: Oh man......... Oh!

That's when he spots a nearby cave. He carefully peeks around the corner before waddling inside.

Boopkins: This looks like a good spot! Surely they would never expect me to hide in such a deep, dark, quiet............... lonely.......... scary........... depressing cave..........

He rigorously shakes his head as he presses forward.

Boopkins: FOCUS! You're a brave boy. You've faced purging teletubbies, bloodthirsty pirates, and even eldrich monsters! Besides, you only have to be here until sundown. All you have to do is stay calm and-

A random spider lands on his face, looking him dead in the eyes.

Spider: Hello there.

Aaaaand there he goes, screaming like a little girl as he runs deeper and deeper into the cave. Suddenly, he drops into what appears to be some kind of chamber. His screams can be heard all the way at the cave's entrance, where Gangle and Pomni have just arrived.

Boopkins: distant I WANT MY DAAAAAAAD!!!!!

Gangle: He really isn't good with this whole "hiding" thing is he.

They enter the cave and make their way to the chamber, where they see Boopkins running around like a chicken with its head cut off. Gangle manages to hold him still with her prehensile ribbons.

Boopkins: GET IT OFF! GET IT OF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF ! GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!

Pomni manages to smack the Spider off of Boopkins' face. It takes a moment for him to calm down.

Pomni: You good?

Boopkins: Yeah....... Where are we?

Pomni snaps her fingers, summoning a glowing prism of light that illuminates the chamber. It definitely doesn't look like a natural cave formation, given the ancient architecture and dome-like shape. At the center of the room is a large orrery hanging from the ceiling.

Pomni: I think this is some kind of observatory.

Gangle: But why would you have an observatory that's underground?

Pomni carefully surveys the room, finding an opening in the floor. The trio gather around and see some stairs that lead deeper into the darkness.

Pomni: I guess there's only one way to find out.

Chapter 18: Hidden Wonders

It's almost pitch black in the depths of the ruins. Pomni leads the way, lighting their path with a glowing prism as Gangle and Boopkins follow close behind. A mural decorates the walls of the spiral staircase they are descending, with various depictions of planetary systems and constellations. Gangle and Boopkins are both nervous as the trio descends the stairs.

Gangle: I don't thing we should be here, guys.

Boopkins: Yeah. There could be monsters and stuff.

Pomni: If there were any monsters here, Ragatha would've dealt with them before we even came here. Besides, I don't think anything has touched this place since the ten commandments were a rough draft.

They reach the bottom of the stairs and find a hub room with a single pillar at the center. Gangle and Boopkins take a look around while Pomni examines the pillar, wiping away centuries of dust from the crystaline surface. She can see faint lights inside.

Pomni: Hm.........

She taps the surface, and suddenly the pillar lights up with a vibrant tapestry of glyphs and symbols as the entire room begins to glow. Back on the surface we see Kinger, Ragatha, and Tari walking through the woods when Tari suddenly feels something. She is stopped in her tracks, and Ragatha takes notice.

Ragatha: Hey, are you alright?

Tari looks down at her arm to see that it too is reacting to something. Whatever it is, she can feel it emanating from somewhere. Back in the ruins, the trio are awestruck by the vibrant lights that now flood the room.

Pomni: This must be some kind of control console.

She fiddles with the pillar some more and manages to open a door on the far side of the room. They take a look inside and find rows upon rows of shelves holding various tools and devices. There's also some skeletal remains laying on the ground.

Gangle: I don't like this.

Back on the surface, we see Zooble and Jax scouring the area looking for Boopkins and the others. Or at least Zooble is. Jax is just strolling around and yelling Boopkins' name. Zooble shifts their arms into blades to slice through the dense shrubs.

Jax: COME ON OUT LITTLE GREEN, IT'S PAST YOUR BEDTIME.

Zooble: Y'know, this would go by a lot faster if you actually helped.

Jax: What? I'm keeping an ear out. If I hear the little squirt, you'll be the first to know.

Zooble just sighs as they continue to search the area, hacking through the foliage until they end up hitting something solid.

Zooble: What the......?

They clear away the foliage to reveal something made of metal that resembles a large leg. They hack through the surrounding foliage to reveal a torso, followed by a head.

Zooble: Uh...... Jax?

Jax: You found em?

Zooble: I found.......something.

The two are dumbfounded by the sight of a nine foot construct laying in the brush. Intricate imprintations of feather-like patterns and flowing water decorated an aerodynamic frame covering a ball jointed skeleton. Both its arms and legs were tipped with tarnished metal claws, and a sterling crest adorned its helmet and chest.

Jax: Wow.......... Boopkins really gained some weight.

Zooble directs an unamused glare at Jax. They get the joke. They just don't find it funny.

Jax: What?

A few meters away, Tari arrives at the mouth of the cave with Kinger and Ragatha in tow?

Ragatha: So, why this place?

Tari could feel it, a familiar energy hanging in the air.

Tari: Call it a hunch.

In the ruins, Pomni is finicking with the pillar again. She wants to see if there's anything more to this place, but the interface isn't cooperating anymore. It's like she's locked out. Tari's group discovers the observatory and make their way inside, seeing the inner dome now alight with a simulated night sky. She investigates the Orrery as Ragatha hops down. Kinger waits outside while the girls investigate the observatory.

Tari: These ruins......... I've seen ruins like these before.

Ragatha: I'm surprised we didn't find this on our sweep. Wanna come down, Kinger?

Kinger does come down....... flat on his face. Don't worry, he's fine. Near the orrery, Tari finds something on the ground. It's a set of sheaths. Tari goes down to touch it, but the moment she lays a finger on it, a flash of light engulfs the room. Pomni's group notices the flash upstairs. They go op to investigate and see Tari who now has three swords floating in front of her. She waves her hand and the three blades dance around in the air before disappearing. Tari looks down at her hand before noticing Pomni's group.

Boopkins: Woah......

Tari: Boopkins!

She goes over and hugs him as Pomni goes to hug Ragatha.

Ragatha: So this is where you've been hiding out, huh?

Tari: How did you even find this place?

Boopkins: I found it while I was looking for a hiding spot. We think it's some kind of observatory.

Kinger looks up at the simulated night sky above them.

Kinger: Why build one underground, though?

Their chat is interrupted by the sound of explosions from the surface.

Gangles: Uh....... has anybody seen Jax and Zooble?

Yeah. Remember that big robot Jax and Zooble found in the shrubs? It's awake now, and it clearly isn't happy as we see it's now trying to kill the two. Zooble is holding their ground the best they can while Jax just leans on a nearby tree and gives emotional support.

Jax: You're doing great, Zuzu! Give em' what for!

Zooble: OH GEE, THANKS! THAT'S..... REALLY HELPING RIGHT NOW!

Jax: Hey, what are friends for?

Zooble: OH JUST HIT IT YOU MOTHERF-

Just then, Zooble takes an uppercut straight to the jaw and is sent flying. She is caught by Tari who arrives on the scene with Ragatha.

Tari: You okay?

Zooble: Yeah, I'm good. But this thing is built like a tank.

Ragatha: Then ignore the shell and focus on the joints.

The others are watching at a safe distance from the bushes. The robot fires a lazer from its eyes and Tari deflects with a well timed barrier.

Kinger: Whats that guy's problem?

Gangle: It looks like a robot soldier.

Kinger:...............AAA-

Ragatha comes in with a well placed kick to the robot's head before readying her cleavers. Zooble morphs her body into a more durable armored form, creating a mace and a shield from her arms.

Ragatha: Jax!

Jax: On it. Hey Tin Man!

Jax proceeds to inflate his body, his muscles expanding up to three times their size. He then proceeds to shoulder check the robot into Zooble, who follows up with a series of mace strikes.

Zooble: About time!

Tari is up next. She hops off of Zooble's shield and draws her glaive. Right as the robot brings down his arm on her, she plunges the glaive into its elbow and fires off a shot. The robot staggers back as it's arm is blown clean off. Ragatha charges in, slashing at its ankles and severing its other arm. The robot turns to her and readies another lazer blast, but Jax grabs its head and pulls it back. The beam fires into the sky, which can be seen across the forest. Tari comes in and thrusts the tip of her glaive into the robot's neck. She fires off another blast, severing the machine's head clean from its shoulders. The light from its eyes fade as its hulking frame collapses to the ground. Jax deflates and Zooble assumes her original form.

Zooble: YEAH! F*** YOU, YOU PIECE OF JUNK!

Pomni, Kinger, Gangle, and Boopkins rush over to the rest of the group.

Pomni: Are you guys okay?

Jax: A little winded, but I'm alright.

Zooble: Oh f*** off.

Ragatha rolls her eyes while Tari examines the destroyed machine's remains. She recognizes the patterns on the armor as the same ones on her glaive.

Clench: Well would you look at that. Might wanna keep a tab on this place.

Boopkins: Tari, is it safe now.

She looks over to Boopkins with a reassuring smile.

Tari: Yes Boopkins, it's safe.

Back on the ship, we see Caine and Aybel watching the situation on Caine's wacky watch.

Caine: Now THAT was quite the wallop if I've ever seen one!

Aybel: Indeed. Though, I think it's best if I pick the location next time.

Caine: Though I am rather curious about those ruins. I mean, what kind of idiot would build an observatory UNDERGROUND?

Aybel focuses in on Tari, who's still analyzing the robot.

Aybel: Yes........ curious.

Chapter 19: As The Day Goes By

Things have been busy in the Showgrounds as of late. Meggy is getting back into her exercise routine now that she's recovered, SMG4 is back to making memes on the computer, and the Anti Crew is tending to the ship while SMG3 tends to the Café. Tari has also been practicing on some dummies with her new swords, of which I have officially christened "blink blades" for reasons you will see in a moment.

Tari: Alright, second verse same as the first.

With a blade in each hand, she charges towards the first dummy and lands a double cross slice combo. She then throws both blades at another dummy, followed by a third blade in the dummy's head. With a flick of her wrist, the blink blades come flying back and levitate around her wrist as she eyes a third dummy. She sends out all three blades and positions them around her target.

Tari: Now for the money shot.

With a snap of her fingers, she blinks to each of the blades so fast........ that she doesn't have time to actually strike the dummy. She instead stumbles out of the last blink and falls flat on her ass, her head spinning as if she had just stepped off a Tilt-A-Whirl. Yeah, you can see why she still needs to practice.

Tari: Ugh.....

She shakes out of her daze to see Pomni rolling by with a wheelbarrow full of miscellaneous sacks and other items. On its side is a sign saying "Pomni's Products."

Tari: Oh, hi Pomni!

Pomni: Hey Tari. What's up?

Tari: Oh, I'm just getting some practice in. I'm still breaking in the new gear.

She flicks her wrist and the blink blades disappear.

Tari: What you got there?

Pomni: Oh, just some things I picked up during adventures. Bob said he was getting a marketplace set up, so I figured I'd take a look and see if I could set up shop.

Tari: A marketplace?

In the next scene we see Bob setting up a bunch of empty stands, one of which being labeled "Bob's Bargains." The area looks like a farmer's market as Pomni soon arrives with a curious Tari in tow.

Bob: Oh hey guys!

Tari: Hey, um....... what exactly are you doing with.........all this?

Bob: I'm glad you asked! Ever since we opened up that guest house, we've been getting more visitors. We are secure in neutral territory, so the law can't get us. It's nice and private, completely off the radar. So, SMG3 and I have a plan that could set us for life if we play our cards right. I'm setting up a marketplace to attract some merchants to do business and get a good economy, which we can also cash in our treasures. You see, when you're the seller, you conrol the supply. You control the supply, you can make the demands. And so long as we got treasure, we got trade. It's a whole ecosystem of perfectly legal commerce at your fingertips.

TLDR, him and SMG3 are now business partner, putting their business knowledge, bargaining skills, and lack of morals to good use in what basically equates to a semi-legally neutral farmer's market.

Bob: So let's see what kind of demands they're making. What are your demands, Pomni?

Pomni: let's talk supply first. See what catches your fancy.

Pomni goes off to set up shop as Tari is still processing all that dubious business crap. She does NOT know how to respond to all of that.

Clench: Economics is weird.

Over in Bricktown we see Kaizo, X , and Melony waiting by the front desk in the MKPD building. FM and Hal Monitor meet up with them to share any info they've gleaned.

FM: They saw him hitting a few spots last night, mostly pawn shops and antique stores.

Melony: Any word from the shop owners on what was stolen?

Hal: They all describe him only taking specific artifacts, all of which sharing the same characteristics you listed earlier.

Kaizo: What's so special about a bunch of antiques anyways?

X: We know it has to do with that Xelor you encountered on that Ketch. He's specifically looking for these kinds of artifacts, which are the same kind Wario and Waluigi tried to steal last week while powered up by those Xelor signets.

Melony: These artifacts are tied to whatever that Xelor has planned.

Hal: I'm not sure what you have planned, but you better handle this LEGALLY.

Melony: We'll do it as legally as possible, Mr. Monitor.

FM: I'll let you know if I find anything else.

The trio walk out of the building where an anxious Wario is waiting.

Wario: My brother....... is he.......?

X: They ran into him last night several times, but they were unable to apprehend him. He's still at large.

He's relieved to hear that Waluigi is at least still alive. That means there's still a chance of getting his brother back. Wario has been searching for Waluigi ever since last week's incident. Melony places a hand on Wario's shoulder, trying to comfort him with a reassuring smile. She can't help but feel bad for Wario, even if he is an asshole. The Wario Bros may be con artists, but they're still.......bros.

Melony: We'll get him back Wario. I promise.

He releases an exhausted "WAA" before pulling out a gun.

Wario: Alright. I'm-a gonna go steal something.

Over in Omnia we see SMG1 and SMG2 having a discussion with Saiko and Aybel about Tari's orb.

Aybel: It can control Meta, you say?

SMG1: We've done the tests. This artifact can take Meme energy and refine it into its purest form.

Saiko: I thought only you "guardian" guys could do stuff with Memes.

SMG1: We harness and control RAW Meme energy. Meta energy is more refined.

SMG2: Since this universe is made up of Meme energy, it's basically everywhere, and there are actually various methods of accessing ambient meme energy from the world around around us.

Aybel: You can utilize this ambient energy if you draw it from the environment, a donor of higher power, or your own spirit by concentrating it into Meta via Conduction, Divination, and Meditation respectively.

SMG1: You're surprisingly knowledgeable on this.

Aybel: My line of work requires me to know how the world around you works, whether it be the mundane or the fantastical.

SMG1: You said she "sensed" some more ruins, correct?

Saiko: Yeah. It was some kind of observatory.

SMG2: And this is also where she found her new weapons?

Saiko nods. The two SMGs look at each other for a moment.

Saiko: So...... what does this have to do with Tari?

SMG1: Well....... her connection with the Ancient Metarunners is apparent. Me and two will need to examine these ruins for ourselves. In the meantime.......

He picks up the orb and hands it to Saiko.

SMG1: I feel like she'll need this more than we will.

The sun is setting as Saiko and Aybel arrive at the Showgrounds. Pomni has just set up her shop over at the Marketplace, and Tari is retiring to the Castle. She heads over to the game room and plops down on the couch beside Meggy, who already has a six pack of soda at the ready.

Meggy: Busy day?

Tari: Of sorts, yeah.

Meggy tosses her a can.

Tari: So, you're finally back on your routine, huh?

Meggy: Yep! I'm still on the One-Ups, but the doctors finally gave me the all clear. How about you? You still being a good host over at the Guest House?

Tari: Yeah! A lot more......"exciting" than I thought, but things are going great.

Meggy: Good to hear. Have you been practicing? I know I haven't been here much with all the doctor's appointments.

Tari: It's coming along nicely, actually. Ragatha makes for a great sparring partner.

Meggy: Oh really?

Tari: Yeah! We've been.....um....... that's more of a private matter, actually.

Meggy: Is that so......

She smirks and gives Tari the bombastic side eye.

Tari: Not THAT kind of private! It's just........ she has this hobby of hers that she'd rather keep private.........

Clench: TLDR, it's not drugs and it's not sex.

Tari: Right. Either way, it's not my place to talk about what others do in their free time without their permission.

Meggy: Hmmmm.......

Oh look, Saiko just came in! And she has the orb.

Saiko: Meggy, don't pester her. If it's private, it's private.

Meggy: Alright, alright. So, what did One and Two have to say?

Saiko: Well, they're pretty much done with this thing.

She tosses the orb to Tari.

Saiko: They're gonna go check out those ruins you found the other day, see if they can find anything there.

Tari stares at the orb. The patterns were alight with opalescent energy. Taking a look outside, we see a bus drive up on the road in front of the Showgrounds. Off the bus steps a teenager wearing a black skull hoodie, cargo pants, and beanie. She has pale skin, purple hair and lilac eyes. She pops in her headphones and plays "As Above, So Below" on her phone, hauling her dufflebag over her shoulder.

Driver: Stay safe.

???: Bite me.

Taking Flight: Chapter 20: One Step At A Time

It's about 9pm as Tari lies awake on a couch in Saiko's apartment, examining the orb they had found on that fateful day in the woods.

Saiko: Hey there.......

Saiko chimes in from the bedroom.

Saiko: You good?

Tari doesn't respond right away. She just kept staring at the orb. Saiko can tell there's a lot on Tari's mind. She comes over and takes a seat next to her.

Saiko: More dreams?

Tari: No, just........thinking.

Saiko: About what?

Tari sits up. She looks like she just came back from the dead.

Tari: Do you remember the party? The one where Mario tried to take over the world in the name of Pizza. On that day I thought it was just the same random mayhem we're used to. Then I ended up plowing Pizzaface through the rafters and.......

She pauses, looking down at the scars crawling up her arm and chest.

Tari: It's so weird to think that's when it all started. The day I finally decided to stand on my own. And now here I am, soaring through the sky, fighting bad guys and slaying monsters just like the rest of you......... but now there's just so much happening, so many things that remind me just how little control I have. Even with all this power I'm still not........ good enough.

Saiko scoots over and places her arm around Tari.

Saiko: Tari, we still still need to know our flaws and limits to rectify them and better make use of our strengths. That's what makes us human. It also takes a lot of strength to acknowledge those weaknesses.

Tari: Really?

Saiko: Yeah! Even when you were afraid, you always went out of your way to show kindness and empathize with others. You shouldn't have to be a doormat, and it pays to toughen up when you need to, but that doesn't make your kindness a weakness. You just neec to do right by yourself as much as you do right by others. That sounds "good enough" to me.

Tari looks up to Saiko and smiles. She rests her head on her shoulder as they put on the TV.

Over on SMG3's ship, we see Melony practicing her swordsmanship on the top deck. She lays to waste a mannequin that's wrapped in bandages and wearing a clockwork mask. Kaizo watches as she brings out an identical mannequin - the fifth one judging by the bits scattered everywhere - and resumes her onslaught. Memories flash back to the Ketch, when they first encountered that Xelor. With every mannequin she fells, she hears those exact same words......

Rhode: Well done, my puppet.

Melony's eyes turn black, and the seeds on her cheels turn into red markings. With a mighty yell she unleashes a powered sword strike, reducing another mannequin to smoldering pieces. She goes over to the detached head and crushes it under her foot, panting like a beast as she goes for another mannequin. That's when she feels a hand on her shoulder. She aggressively turns and holds her blade up to Kaizo's throat, but he is unfazed. She lowers her blade, her eyes and marks reverting back to normal.

Melony: Sorry. I'm just....... I got carried away and.......

Kaizo: I know. I wanna see that Clocksucker's head on a pike too. Just take it easy until then, alright.

Melony: Alright........ I didn't hurt you, did I?

Kaizo: Well, one more inch and you would've taken my head off but...... I'm alright.

Their conversation is interrupted by some odd sounds coming from the fields. They both scan the area and notice someone else on the grounds doing some practicing of their own. They both come over to see Pomni standing in front of several targets. She summons a slender prismatic spike, lines up a shot, and hurls the spike into the first target. She then creates three more spikes and launches them into the second target one after another, each one landing within the central circle. Lastly, she conjures a large spike and hurls it like a javelin into the last target, splitting it in half.

Melony: Woah.

Kaizo: Not bad.

Pomni: GAH!

Kaizo's compliment catches Pomni by surprise.

Pomni: Uh...... hi.

Melony: That was SO COOL!

Kaizo: I gotta say, jester. I didn't know you had that kind of fight in you.

Pomni: Oh, well, I wouldn't really say I'm a fighter, but it does pay to be prepared.

Melony: Oh! We should set up a sparring session. We can have Tari and Ragatha join us too! It'll be great!

Pomni: Yeah, I don't think Ragatha would approve of me getting into fighting just yet.

Melony: Why not?

Pomni: Well....... She receives special training from Aybel. I don't know what that entails or what it's for, but she's always been insistent that we don't need that kind of training. She's always been a bit "overprotective" of us.......... even before we lost Kaufmo.

Kaizo: Kaufmo?

Pomni: Yeah. I've only been in the Circus for about a year or two, so I didn't know him TOO well, but he was a great guy. He actually helped me discover my prism powers. Then about a month ago there was an incident and........

She pauses. Melony can see a potent sadness in her eyes.

Pomni: he didn't make it.

Melony: Oh....... I'm sorry to hear that.

Pomni: Yeah...... now Ragatha is insistent on us leaving the more dangerous stuff to her and Saturday. And now every time I ask if I can help her take down whatever "boss" Caine has lined up for us, she just plops me down on the sidelines........

She clenches her fist and takes a deep breath.

Pomni: .......But the Circus is my home too, and the other Carnies are my family. I wanna be able to defend them too. You get what I'm saying, right?

Melony kneels down and places a hand on Pomni's shoulder.

Melony: I understand perfectly. We lost an old friend of ours too about three years ago. It was that loss that drove me to master my powers so I could better protect my own friends and live the life I wanted to live.

Kaizo: You're tougher tan you look, kid. There's no need to hide it.

Melony: Maybe Ragatha will change her mind if she sees how capable you are. You could start practicing with me and Meggy.

Pomni: You'd really help me with that?

Melony: Yeah! I think it's worth a shot.

Pomni gives a warm smile.

Pomni: sigh....... Alright. I guess we can give it a shot.

Melony: YAAAAAY!!!!! We'll start first thing in the morning!

A few meters out we find the mysterious teen has set up a spot in one of the tents. Y'know, the ones that were used as decoration for the Showgrounds. One of them is Red and Blue, and the other is Purple and Yellow. You'd think the crew would at least take them down, but nope! They're just there. Anyways, she has a pretty generic "angsty teen" setup with a mattress, some BIONICLE figures, posters for Cryoshell and Demon Hunter, and an old X-Box One hooked up to a TV. She lays down on her bed, occasionally looking over at a stool with an old monkey wrench sitting on top. She can almost hear her father's parting words before she left.

????: It's a bit of a "good luck charm" of mine and I want to pass some of that luck onto you. Because black magic or not, you are still my daughter. I'll keep your room nice and tidy for whenever you come back from this whole "self imposed exile" of yours.

She smiles. Even after everything she did, everything that's wrong with her, she still had that idiot of a dad that cared for her.

Uzi: I love you, dad......

The smile slowly fades from her lips as she roles over and goes to turn off the light.

Uzi: .....But I can't go back.