#if you fellas have any more feel free to add on!!

[thottybrucewayne]

A LIST OF PEOPLE WHO ARE GOING TO HELL: 2024 EDITION

Every zionist, duh, but esp yall who screenshot perfectly reasonable posts and go "Um, the look at this idiot who thinks genocide is wrong" yall make my ass itch and nobody takes you seriously, MOVE. 2. The entire U.S. government but esp Joe Biden that old ass man gettin spit roasted in hell (AND NOT THE FUN KIND!) 3. DIDDY AND EVERY SINGLE PERSON THAT PROTECTED AND DEFENDED HIM. 4. Tory Lanez whole family, his mama, his daddy, his dog? All them. 5. The nonblack people who run those Rap House Tv type blogs that are clearly trying to be shade room clones. 6. People who get all their news from the Shade Room and Whatsapp, sorry auntie, I'm sick of you tellin' me COVID can be cured by sticking cloves of garlic up my nose :/ 7. Every single one of you dirtbag leftist ass people, yall do nothing for nobody except you thousands of adoring "former nazi" fans that need to be told it's okay that they still say the n word in private. 8. N.O.R.E and every single hiphop "journalist" 9. Charlemagne Tha God and Dj Envy, they know why. 10. Everyone who made Ike and Tina jokes after Tina past away. Grow up. 11. You fanfic girlies. So many of y'all are seeing the lake of fire, But esp if you donate to ao3 or own ao3 merch. Like, that is just embarrassing. 12. It's 2024, If I see you coming up here saying shit like "Miku wroke harry potter!" or " Hello Kitty wrote Ofmed, actually" I'm sending you to hell myself. 13. Booktokers? This is yall the second year on this list, tighten the fuck up and stop being weird about strange men on the internet, now. 14. People who do LITERALLY NOTHING yet try to tell other people how to be activists. You contribute nothing to any conversation you're a part of, suck my dick from the back. 15. People who stopped masking because other people were making them feel bad. Fuck your mama not being able to see your smile, PEOPLE ARE DYING???? 16. Lana Del Ray and Taylor Swift. They know exactly what they did. 17. Every white girl on twt who tried to jump me cause I said the Barbie movie is white feminism at its finest. 18. Elon, you raggedy bitch. 19. Every single man who hit on me this year who isn't one of my friends. 20. People who don't know what transmisogyny means and make that everyone else's problem. I need yall to start reading so bad it's not even funny. 21. You "goth is a feeling" people. You gonna be "feeling" that hell fire nippin' at your ass, NEXT 22. You 35 defending fanservice of high schoolers in anime/manga all day every day...yeah, just get on down there, big fella. They waiting on you. 23. Cishet Black men on tiktok and twt who make it their life's mission to make an ass of themselves for minor ducats. You are a one-man modern-day minstrel show and you will be dealt with. 24. White Tyler The Creator fans. Y'all know what you do.

Dishonorable mentions: Shojo fans who never talk about the fucked up shit in the manga they recc you because "At least its not as misogynistic as shounen!" (yes, yes it is) Fashion tiktokkers I hate so many of you its not even funny Every person who put the image of T.D. Jakes getting his doonies beat down at a Diddy party in my mind. Like I literally never needed to think about that. My dad <3 and all my friends' dads. Patricide NOW!!!!! People who are still whining about having to boycott shut upppppp god damn. People who stare at me in public. You got a fuckin problem?????

That's a wrap! Here are the lists from last year and the year before feel free to add more in the tags <3

[rist-ix]

The sparxshipping teasing from Iginio got me wondering.... if we ever did get canon sparxshipping explored, whether in a reboot or new adaptation, how would you like it for it to be done?

I'm gonna try to answer both of these in one post cause they overlap a little, but first of all thank you!

Buckle up fellas I'm bringing discourse.

This is gonna be a bit of an unpopular opinion I think, and it’s that I don’t want sparxshipping to be canon at all.

Feel free to get the pitchforks, but until then imma talk. I have villainships that I think not only add something to the overall plot, they kind of define it too. Reylo for examples, with its themes of redemption, masks and compassion, or Darklina and how important their relationship is to the war and Grisha oppression, or Lotor and Allura with its symbolism of breaking the cycle of abuse, making peace, reclaiming a heritage thought lost and so on.

To put it very briskly: an established Sparxshipping relationship adds nothing to the plot. It would have to be a plot of its own, and while there are tons of fascinating plot threads you could weave back into Domino, Bloom's family and the war before the Fall, it is simply, plainly, and rightfully so not the story Winx Club is telling.

Winx Club, at its core, is about the girls and their friendship. That is the show I love, and that is the show I am invested in. Fanfiction is a separate thing, I’ll get into that later. But canon, commercially produced and globally aired Winx Club is what we are talking about now. And the one defining truth of Winx Club is that it’s about the Winx. Their boyfriends are the side note, the Kens to their Barbies, to cement them as the cool popular teenagers younger kids are supposed to see them as. If Bloom and Valtor had a lasting serious relationship, Valtor would inevitably have to be shoved into that category as well, and that would ruin the entire appeal of him.

To boil it down even more: if sparxshipping were canon, either Winx Club would have to shift away from its intrinsic premise and formula, or Valtor would have to be diminished beyond recognition. So my longstanding opinion has always been: don’t make sparxshipping canon. Just don’t.

What I, personally, would do if I were ever to gain access to the mythical and likely overcrowded writing room at Rainbow SpA, is this:

Tease the fuck out of it.

Lean into their fucked up little hate-obsession. Every time they share the screen they have to be radiating unresolved sexual tension. Their chemistry has to be so off-the-charts it sparks a million fanfics before the season even ends. If there aren’t so many crappy amv's set to angsty Taylor swift songs it brings down the YouTube servers by midnight you have failed. Because canon is bound to certain limits, but fanfiction is NOT. The goal of any show should be to create something that will awaken an inescapable need to build on it, to continue where it left off, or to wonder but-what-if? To make people text incoherent keysmashes to their fandom buddies with shaky hands in the middle of the night and be unable to sleep until they’ve confirmed their buddy has seen it too.

I would want to see Bloom go fully I-have-lost-sight-of-everything-but-revenge until her friends manage to pull her back, I would want them to fight so vehemently the structures around them collapse and they don’t even notice. They should be in situations where they are UNDENIABLY going to die if they fight on and they still do it, they literally CANNOT stop, they don’t care to. To the point that everyone around them is seriously concerned and talking about their terrifying obsession with each other, more or less out in the open. And after a season full of epic fight scenes, high stake conflicts and frankly obscene tension between them, I would want Bloom to kill him.

Straight up.

Give her that moment of calm self assurance, at peace and perfectly in control, while Valtor tries to gaslight-gatekeep-girlboss his way out of this, contrasting the way her support network and genuine, unconditional friendships strengthen her while Valtor, who is always sabotaging everyone around him, is forced to confront his own powerlessness in the face of the power that created him. His manipulation attempts have nothing to latch on to. They have one last exchange where Valtor is visibly furious at her denial of him / his own failure — to really drive home that this is Bloom's triumph — but the last words they exchange are cordial. Maybe a comment at her growth, or a warning about his mothers, or another way to foreshadow future threats — if he couldn’t defeat her, no one should. He ends on a high note, but he does end, and it’s at Bloom's hands. She retakes the corrupted spark into the Flame she is guarding, and that is that.

And then, and this is important. He fucking haunts her for the entire next story arc. The next season, the next two seasons maybe, because she has learned a fuck ton of things from him and it is really, really difficult to move on knowing everything she does, knowing everything he implied or hinted at, or simply knowing so many really, really cruel ways to get her way now, which isn’t who she wants to be, but it would be easy, quick and effective for the greater good, right?

Boom, character conflict for the next season established, lots of potential for future flashbacks or visions, Valtor stays on his high horse of forever-the-juiciest-fucking-villain-of-the-franchise and the story can move on.

The End

Cue three decades of mind-blowing fanfiction. We all say Thank you Rainbow and cry ourselves to sleep thinking about what could have been.

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

I see scoliosis, and now I must project my constant back pain onto Heavy specifically because have you seen how that man holds his weapons???

mans got a shit back, and it only gets worse when they go to colder climates, which he hates because that means he's in more pain when he's trying to focus on his family when he gets to see them

his Mama makes him rest, and he gets made fun of by his sisters, and he just smiles cause the other Mercs are just like this

My GOD I'm not the only one who gets concerned about how Heavy carries his weapon!!! Like:

HEAVY... BABE, GIRLYPOP.. BESTIE... plz, I know it's a very heavy gun, and this is probably the most efficient and comfortable way of carrying it for you but THINK OF YOUR POOR SPINE!!

Imo, he probably has a bit of Lordosis and Scoliosis (like me!!). Basically, for those who don't know: Lordosis is when your lower back/spine protrudes too far forward than normal; and Scoliosis is when your spine is crooked (when seen from the front)

Now, I personally have a very mild version of these, so I don't wear a brace. BUT, maybe Heavy has to wear medical back braces to reduce the strain during off times! Like these fancy adjustable fellas:

OR alternatively- although it probably wouldn't really help fix the back problems he already has- a weight belt might be helpful to reduce risk of worsening his already fucked spine and avoid any serious back related injuries.

A weight belt is something commonly seen worn by weightlifters, with the main purpose of reducing the stress on your back, and providing support to your lower spine where most of the weight will be going. I don't actually know if this would help for a spine that already has Scoliosis, but who knows!

Once again, friendly reminder that I am not a medical professional in any way, so I might have been wrong or incorrect in some areas!! Please feel free to correct me, or simply add your own little tidbit of information if you happen to know more!

[lemonxdaisybby]

How about the Legends and Ichigang fellas taking shower by themselves and with their s/o? Just anything that comes up

Hello! Thank you for your request! 💕 Some mild NSFW hcs, hope that’s okay x

I’ve just done Ichigang guys for now because I am v dumb and wasn’t entirely sure who the Legends consisted of. I’m not sure if you mean Kiryu, Majima, Saejima, etc, but also didn’t wanna make any assumptions incase I got it wrong 😭 I’m so sorry, please free to send another request in if you wanna add more characters for this hc 💕

Ichiban:

When showering on his own, Ichi would be a fan of cold showers. He has one each morning, and he finds the cool water tends to wake him up properly, and makes him more alert. He only really has warm showers if he’s feeling ill, or if it’s especially cold out…or if he’s showering with you.

He would be so shy the first time you shower together, as he wouldn’t really know what to do with himself, or where to look. He wouldn’t want to come across as a creep so would actively try to avoid looking at you at first, until you laugh at him and tell him to chill out. Then he’s gonna relax and realise he’s been overthinking the whole thing.

Sometimes, showering with Ichi would end in sex, and other times it would just be completely innocent, with the two of you washing each others hair. There would be no expectations.

You two would probably be a lil goofy in the shower, styling each others hair to make it stick up at odd angles, or creating bubble beards with the shower wash. Very cute and sweet.

Nanba:

Man is frugal, and very conscious of his water/household bills. Showers are gonna be quick, speedy and efficient. He probably would be eager to shower with you because firstly, saves on water and bills, and secondly, he gets to see you naked. There is no down-side.

Likely uses the most basic of shower products. He doesn’t really have a preference for shampoos, soaps or shower gels/washes, and tends to just get whatever is on sale.

Showering together would never really get sexual. Nanba can’t see very well without his glasses, so likely would be a little clumsy when showering, and is definitely not up for attempting to fuck you in there. However, once you two are out the shower, well, that’s another story.

Honestly, showering together would just be quick and no nonsense. There wouldn’t really be any goofing around. He’s there for a purpose, to get clean. No shenanigans.

Adachi:

Hums and sings in the shower. Also, he just really enjoys showers in general? He is so happy when showering, and will always have a lil content smile on his face. Adachi has super hot showers too, the heat relaxes his poor old muscles.

He likely prefers baths, to be honest. As he can just lay back and close his eyes, and maybe even have a beer whilst he bathes.

He has a yellow rubber ducky just sitting on the side of the bath. He bought it because he thought it looked cute and funny. He won’t admit it to anyone, but sometimes after a hard day, when having a bath to de-stress, he finds himself absentmindedly telling the ducky about his problems. He wouldn’t necessarily talk to it, but he’d kinda lean back and just begin venting, glancing at the duck every now and again and telling it how lucky it is, not having to deal with everyday shit.

When showering together, if it’s in one of those shower cubicles, it would be a bit squishy, as he’s so huge and takes up a lot of space. If it’s a shower-head over a bathtub, it’s less squishy but you two will definitely end up fighting about who gets to stand under the shower head.

Horny man, so he probably adores showering with you, and often it does end up with sex. He’d lift you up and have your back pressed against the wall, with your legs wrapped around his hips as he slowly thrusts in to you at a relaxed pace.

Joon-Gi:

Joon-Gi takes hygiene and beauty regimes very seriously. He likely uses the most luxurious shower washes and shampoos ever, and has a careful shower routine to follow. He showers every morning and night.

Showering with Joon-Gi wouldn’t happen often. Showering is like his chill time. He likes to relax, unwind, and allow his mind to go blank. He takes it as an opportunity to pamper himself too.

However, on the occasions where you do shower together, he would help you wash your hair and body. He would not allow you to wash him or his hair though. He’s very particular and likes to do it himself.

He would have been pretty bashful the first time the two of you showered together, not quite knowing what to do with himself, or where to look.

On rare occasions, showering together can result in shower sex, but most of the time, it’s pretty innocent and he’s more focused on getting clean.

Zhao:

Zhao showers every morning, and is likely still half asleep when showering. There has been the odd occasion where he’s almost dozed off whilst standing under the shower head, the feeling of the hot water cascading down his back almost sending him to sleep.

Definitely smooths his hair back under the water like one of those fancy shampoo adverts.

He does jerk off in the shower when showering alone. The hot water has him relaxed, and also it’s easy to clean up after.

When showering together, it’s always going to end up with sex, with only one exception - when you’re ill. If you’re feeling pretty sick and weak, to the point where you’re struggling to walk or carry out daily tasks, he will shower with you. It would be so soft and wholesome. He’d wash your hair and body for you, and then help you dry afterwards. He’d be pretty good at taking care of you when you’re sick.

Any other time you shower together, you’re gonna end up with your front pressed against the cool shower tiles or glass, as he thrusts in to you from behind.

[archie-sunshine]

Your fics list ask got me curious of the Wing + Dratchrod one, and as someone starved for even a crumb of Wing content, is it ok to ask if you have more words to add?

I know you said it's alright to ask about your fics but I still wanted to make sure that I didn't come off as rude or anything.

Love your content and streams (even though I can't linger much due to timezone hell) and wish you a wonderful day!

so i dont have any art to add to this, and all of this is super bare bones, but I basically wanted to posit the question:

'How would drift react to his past life being dredged up after he's gotten his happy ending?'

I.e. mended his relationship with rodimus, redeemed himself as a good and just autobot a couple times, got hitched to ratchet, now also dating roddy, comfortably adventuring in a new universe where he can finally really possibly be free.

And then wing, the last person to really see him and know him as deadlock, the person who gave him the push to change and redeem himself, someone who has only really ever known him at his lowest.

I've expanded on my thoughts a bit in the comments on ao3 for my one and only wing fic, but generally i view Drift's relationship with wing in this fic as being 'you are going to show everyone ive worked to keep in my life how terrible i really was so intimately that they are going to leave, and you only have to do it by showing them how alike we are now, by being ME but BETTER.'

So drift really is growing to resent wing, but that resentment is wrapped in guilt and shame, and so its a lot of drift assuming the worst of wing and feeling like the world is ending.

Meanwhile, wing just missed him. He was worried he'd never see drift again, because in this au drift really did think wing died, when he, by some miracle, was able to be reconstructed. And wing woke up from reconstruction with drift already long gone, and so assumed he might never meet him. And then by some way or another, i imagine wing tracked drift across the universe to find him and accidentally got sucked through the dimension jump with them. I feel like wing was really truly just checking in with him, he assumed that drift would likely have moved on, had no expectations of getting back together.... AND YET.... seeing drift now at his best, happy with his partners in a good place in life, i think the feelings come back.

I genuinely don't think that wing would end up part of the polycue or anything, he's a bit more of a free spirit than that I feel, but i do think he and drift still have something, even if that something is strange and sort of casual <3

Ratchet and rodimus are curious about this new fella since i feel like drift tries to keep his past as deadlock out of conversations, and rodimus specifically would want to know more. I think they wouldn't really fall in LOVE with wing, but they'd grow to be friends with him in their own ways as well. i think more than anything they'd be worried about how stressed Drift is acting about his old friend coming back.

but yeah, those are kinda my thoughts.

[ddarker-dreams]

(SCREECHING AND YELLING) IM SO EXCITED FOR UR GOJO STUFF HEHEHEHEHEEEE!!! what a pretty man im so happy to know u r also dying 4 him

i was strategically delaying my watch of jujutsu kaisen's second season so that i wouldn't fall victim to gojo's charms... it's a good thing too, because i don't think i'd have been able to finish anything i was working on if he was living rent-free in my mind 😭

he's just such an interesting character to me. jjk has its flaws but gege really popped off when he created gojo.

i've been giving a lot of thought as to how i'd character gojo as a yan. i want to build him around the isolation godhood/total enlightenment brings. he takes strong attachments very seriously. at the same time, he doesn't compromise his viewpoints or bend to the views of others.

more important than any of that, though: he's a funny fella. humor in dark fic is a bit of a risky choice, since it threatens to subvert tension. obviously it all depends on execution, but i've always thought the benefits outweigh the risks, since pulling it off adds this Human element to even the craziest stories. writing for gojo, though? being lighthearted and arrogant is his natural state. you can kinda warp the formula. normally, it looks something like this:

unnerving buildup -> tense scene -> whatever humor tickles your fancy, allowing the reader a brief respite from the tension.

gojo's feels more like:

teehee :3c -> The Horrors. -> wanting nothing more than return to the :3c teehee vibe because the slightest deviation from it is frightening. there is no going back. no more :3c teehee. only the horrors from now on.

this is a fun set of circumstances to play with.

[emotionally-defeated-mimic]

[The man tips their head away from the bright light that softly flutters into the room. It's bright, loud, and reminds them of the sterile walls of a hospital. It causes their mouth to pull into a slight scowl]

[Despite the large strands of hair that cover their eyes, the light breaks through and pierces at their only good eye]

"So... Miss... um... Giro!" [The pronunciation is sloppy, and it makes them scowl deeper. It almost makes them forget how he mentions them as 'miss']

"Girão." [They correct, trying not to growl at the man holding a clipboard and pen. They hadn't expected the administrator to hand out personal files so easily. Perhaps it wasn't that personal]

[The interviewer ignores their correction]

"I was asked to gather some information about you. This only has some basics: where you come from, your age, and... your gender is marked out, but I'll make a note of it, ma'am." [The man clicks his pen against the edge of the clipboard]

"Alright! Let's make sure this is updated!" [The interviewer kisses his teeth before he starts. He's twitching nervously from being unable to see their eyes]

"Name?"

"The Mimic." [They huffed]

"No- no," [the interviewer chuckles] "Your real name?"

"Atanacio Luis Girão. Nobody calls me that." [They speak calmly, in short responds that leak subtle threat]

"Okay.." [he scribbles the middle name onto the paper] "How old are you?"

[Mimic thinks for a second] "43." [They settle on]

"And your gender?" [The interviewer seems very proud in thinking they're a woman. Does their stubble not give off a masculine appearance? It must be their voice]

"A man." [The interviewer chokes on his spit but jots it down without murmuring a word]

"H... Height?" [He seems to fumble for the word, must have been reading]

"6'6"."

"Place of origin?" [These questions were starting to bore]

[Mimic stands up, startling the interviewer who had thought their height had been a simple joke. Mimic reaches for their coat and swings it over their shoulders. They approach the small door that led to this small room they were in. Opening it with a rough twist]

"We're done." [They slam the door shut behind them]

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[Anything below is ooc!]

Please feel free to interact with this fella!!!

Asks are also appreciated!

The Mimic is Puerto Rican born and speaks a max of 2 languages while learning others on the side. They are fluent in Spanish and English.

Mimic is transmasc but is referred to primarily by they/them. Only on occasion they will be referred to by he/him pronouns by teammates.

They have a high-pitched tone that can give a slight illusion to a woman, especially with the long hair and slim body build

Extras - Their respawning does not create clones of them! Meaning there is only one of them and should stay that way! Are they to die they will respawn with no other body.

They have a small garden that they tend to, it is very small and only harnesses about two or three plants. Primarily flowers. They love flowers!

They transfer between RED and BLU every month because of the inability to be cloned!

Has a small rabbit named Lunita, who is a dark brown rabbit with white ear tips. Treats her like a little child.

Rules!!!

Magic anons allowed! (I actually had to search these up)

No NSFW!

Otherwise, any sort of message/ask is fine!!! Be appropriate with any flirty messages (???)

Basic DNI: Don't be homophobic, racist, if you're against Palestine, known to like problematic creators.

The mod uses tone tags! If you're leaving a ask be sure to add a tone tag if one is needed please!

The mod is 17 years old, don't be a fucking creep. You will be publicly shamed. /srs

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Ask tag: #tea talk

In character interaction tag: #a tea party

Reblogs/character reblogs tag: #spilling tea

Open thread/open for interaction: #sugar and milk

Rp response: #natural and bitter

Mod/ooc tag: #a rabbits response

Here's their ref!

It's more in-tune to the idea of if he were an actual tf2 character, but most of this applies to character them as well!

[archerlullaby]

For writing, how bout the moment the chain meets Twilight’s childhood friend Ilia. Like how’d they respond to how they are together (friend or relationship it’s up to you) how Twilight is around ilia…..enjoy

ANON THIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA! Ilia is such a girlboss and I’m surprised that there aren’t more works out there that have her in it. AND TWI??? Even though he’s a big scary fella on the outside I’m sure he’s the biggest cinnamon roll on the inside. IM SURE HE GETS SO FLUSTERED—

As a side note, I had to keep myself from making Twilight say “Yer darn tootin”, and I can’t tell if I’m pleased or disappointed in myself. Anyways, here’s the food:

Home to You

Twilight groans as he picks his face up from the dirt. He was absolutely certain that the Goddess had it out for him, as his experiences of going through a portal often leave him with a mouthful of mud and grass. To add insult to injury, Time thinks it’s hilarious, and often gives little quips about it whenever can. In fact, it’s Time who hoists him up by his baldric, grinning like a child.

“Didn’t know you went vegan, Rancher!” He says, voice barely hiding a laugh. Twilight growls, spits out the leaves in his mouth, and slaps Time’s hand off his shoulder. Standing, he adjusts his wolf pelt with as much dignity as he could muster. His irritation is short-lived, however, when the familiar scent of his Hyrule makes itself apparent. His heart speeds up, excitement fluttering in his stomach as a wide grin grows on his face. It’s been months since he’s been home. Months! It’s been longer still since he’s been in Ordon Village, as most of the Chain’s adventures lead them primarily to Hyrule Castle.

Twilight turns towards Hyrule, who currently has his hands on his knees and looks like he is about to hurl into the bushes.

“Chin up, Roolie!” He grins, “You can’t be feeling sick when you’re in Ordon! You still have yet to try the famous pumpkin soup!” Hyrule groans, doing his best to settle his stomach. “It’s made with the heartiest pumpkins,” —Hyrule lurches— “The creamiest goat cheese,”—Hyrule turns greener— “And to top it off, the nutrient-filled head of a Rockfish! Eyes and all!” Hyrule finally slaps a hand to his mouth.

“Please stop, I’m begging you,” he groans weakly. Twilight relents and wraps an arm around the smaller man’s shoulders.

“Sorry, I’m just happy to be home!”

Wild picks his way over to his mentor, eyes bright and curious.

“So, where do we go from here? Your village, I’m guessing?” He asks, pulling a twig from his hair and looking at it thoughtfully.

“That’s right, Cub,” Twilight replies, snatching the twig away before Wild can put it in his mouth.

“Then let’s get going! It’s about time I sleep in an actual bed without you know who drooling on me,” Legend butts in and give a pointed stare at Sky, who merely shrugs and smiles. “And,” Legend continues, “I would like at least one night of my life not having to worry about getting mauled by one of Wild’s stupid bears! My hat still hasn’t recovered.” He looks forlornly at his cap, which has six very conspicuous-looking holes in it. Twilight claps him on the shoulder.

“Not to worry, Leg. We’ve got the best bear-free accommodations in the region, and it’s only a half day journey. We’ll make it by nightfall if we start now!” Twilight starts walking through the trees as the others eagerly fall in behind him, spurred on by the promise of beds to sleep on and a warm evening meal.

It takes the group less than half a day’s journey, Twilight’s excitement quickening their pace. The sun, although low in the sky, has yet to touch the horizon as the enter through the village gates. Twilight pauses and takes a big breath in, the familiar scent of sun warmed gardens and grazing animals chasing away any remnants of homesickness. His eyes are drawn towards two small figures rushing towards him

“Liiiiiiiiinnnkkk!” Their voices bounce with each step as the two boys run down the dirt path.

“Malo! Talo!” He laughs, spreading his arms as the boys all but tackle him. When they finally let go, they bounce around him, pulling at his trousers and hands. “How you both have grown!”

The others watch on in mild amusement as their resident tough-guy is harassed by children. The brothers’ loud voices alert the other children in the village, and it’s not long before Twilight has a kid perched on his shoulders, another hooked to his hip, and two others wrapped around each of his legs, weighing down his steps. It’s like this that he makes his way towards his house, running in to other residents of the town along the way. Pergie and Jaggle both wave from their doorstep, and call in Malo and Talo for dinner. The two leave reluctantly, but not before forcing Twilight to promise to show them more bow skills. Rusl greets him with a firm handshake and a pat on the back and Uli pulls him into a crushing hug, planting a kiss on his cheek.

“We know you’re tired dear. We’ve kept your home clean and tidy while you were away, but if you need anything at all, you know where to find us!” Uli winks. She turns to the remaining kids clinging onto Twilight. “And the rest of you, shoo! Link and his friends need rest. You can see him tomorrow!” Twilight nods his thanks, and gestures to the others to follow, trudging the rest of the way to his home.

Opening the door, he smile and beckons everyone in. Wind and Warriors make a beeline for the pile of pillows in the corner, shoving each other out of the way, as Sky gently rests the Master Sword against a cabinet and promptly collapses on the rug.

“Make yourselves comfortable. Wild, can you whip up something—”

“Already on it,” Wild says as he heads back outside.

“Thanks. And please, my home is your home, so don’t feel like—”

“Link?” A soft voice floats down from the loft. A sudden quiet descends upon the group, seven pairs of eyes staring up at the figure of a young woman with gentle eyes and short, lopsided hair. Twilight, the only one not immediately facing the loft, slowly turns around, eyes wide and breath short. When he sees her, his brain promptly short-circuits.

“Ah…I…uh,” he struggles. Finally, he just lifts his hands and simply signs hi. She laughs (like bells, he thinks) and slides down the ladder before approaching him and putting her hands on her hips.

“Hi, farmboy,” she smiles, and Twilight can’t do anything but sheepishly rub the back of his neck. This was his downfall, as this gesture was another attribute that every Link shared, and by Hylia they know what it means.

“You have a girlfriend?” Warriors all but yells.

“Uh—” Twilight is cut off by Time, who comes up behind him and rests his hands on Twilights shoulders.

“Hi. I’m Time. Welcome to the family. I’m happy to see my son is not a lost cause.” Twilight is mortified and buried his face in his hands as Ilia merely laughs and raises an eyebrow. Legend leans on the wall next to her.

“I’m not going to say I’m surprised. I’m not a surprised type of guy. But how in Hylia’s name did you get past the wet dog smell?”

“Wet dog? I think it smells more like goats,” Four chimes in. Wind nods, a shit-eating grin appearing on his face.

“Not to mention he eats like a wild animal!” The Sailor chortles.

“And snores like one too,” Hyrule mumbles.

“ENOUGH!” Twilight wails and shoos everyone back with his hands. His face and neck were red, redder than anyone in the group had ever seen, and the group took far too much delight in seeing their usually broody brother squirm in embarrassment. Twilight turns back to Ilia, unable to meet her eyes.

“This, um, this is the group I’ve been traveling with. You haven’t met them yet ‘cause the last time we were here you and your Pa were in the next village over,” he explains.

“I see,” she replies, holding in a laugh. Twilight all but sighs and goes to turn away to wallow in his humiliation, but before he can, Ilia grabs his shoulders. “Come back here, you!” Her laugh bubbles out of her lips and she pulls him into a bear hug. He melts into it, almost draping himself over her smaller frame. A collective awww from the group and a whistle from Wars makes Ilia stand on her tiptoes and peek over Twilight’s shoulder.

“Now hush!” She says sternly. Everyone’s mouths immediately snap shut. “This poor boy has had enough embarrassment for one evenin.” Twilight nods into her shoulder.

The others finally began to go about their own business, stealing amused glances at the couple. It was Sky who timidly approaches the two when Twilight finally broke the hug.

“Hi, I’m Sky. You seem like a very nice person!” Sky’s smile was nothing if not genuine. Ilia returns it

“Ilia. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I notice you didn’t chime in on embarrassing my farmboy here,” she pats Twilight’s shoulder. Sky laughs.

“I get the same treatment when we visit my home, trust me when I tell you. I figured I’d let him catch a break this time,” he replies, throwing a wink towards Twi. He nods his thanks, but not before he looses a large yawn, one which Sky can’t help but return. The Skyloftian stretches and heads towards the lounge.

“You all must be exhausted!” She turns back towards Twilight, “I’ve been the one keeping your home ready for you. Why don’t you go settle down and I’ll make you all some warm milk?”

“Could you, maybe, stay with me for a little while longer? Then you can warm the milk?”

She smiles softly.

“How can I refuse those puppy-dog eyes? Fine. Come on, then.” She grabs his hand and pulls him towards the lounge where everyone else had made themselves comfortable. He makes his way to a vacant space and gently pushes an already sleepy Sky to lean the other way. Settling in on one of the cushioned seats, Twilight pulls Ilia down next to him and hooks an arm around her to pull her close as she snuggles in to his side. He allows himself a small smile and rests his head on top of hers. It was then he caught Time’s gaze. It was soft and warm, his eyes crinkling slightly at the edges. It was a look only reserved for moments when he spoke of home and family, or when Wind would best one of the older boys in a spar. A rare look to be certain. Twilights smile grew. He’s proud of me. He closes his eyes and lets himself take in the comfort of his home, the woman at his side, Sky’s soft snores, and even the muted bickering between Wars, Wind, and Legend about something or the other. He feels safe. Warm. Loved. It was the most peaceful he’s felt for so long, and he basks in the feeling. That is, until Wild kicks the door open with a loud BANG that has everyone scrambling.

“Dinners done. Wait, what the hell?” He drops the food. “YOU’VE GOT A WIFE?”

Twilight groans and hides his face in Ilia’s hair. This was going to be a long evening.

[addomfarm]

While No Way Home (2021) may have boiled my dogs and curdled my blood, this edit (CW: sexual humor, innuendo) got me thinking about Jimmy McGil becoming a money-grabbing crossover presence in Marvel.

I started writing a scene around the Parkers hiring Jimmy, but it bored me. I’m more invested in brainstorming a plot instead. I imagine him fitting best in Hell’s Kitchen.

(CW: suggestion of violence and drugs)

Jimmy has a lot of respect for Nelson and Murdock, but they keep getting in the way of his clients.

He occasionally defends heroes, but mostly the villains and their goons. In either scenario, we know Jimmy’s client most certainly did what they’re accused of.

“Saul, you’re a good lawyer.”

“Oh, can I quote you on that?” He was speaking through bites of hoagie.

“But your clients are plunging our city into some pretty destructive depths.”

“‘Destructive depths’? ‘Plunging’? You don’t think that’s giving them a little too much credit?”

“They’re not exactly charity workers. I can’t remember a time when crystal was beneficial to the community.”

Saul put down his hoagie. A dab of mustard starfished on his chin. “What, you don’t think the accused should catch a break from the heat? They’ve got apartments half the size of yours. And not bachelor pads, either; These guys had kids out of high school, their girlfriends and boyfriends are waiting every night for them to come home. And ‘inmate’ isn’t exactly a breadwinning occupation.”

“I believe in second chances, but that’s not what you’re giving them. You’re saving them from the consequences of their crimes. There’s no redemption in that.”

“What would you rather do… beat everyone to a pulp?”

Saul lifted his eyes to see a suspicious glare. He wasn’t sure Matt could do that.

Saul continued. “Like your guy Castle? Put a bullet in every poverty-stricken father and husband in Hell’s Kitchen? No, I know he mostly goes after sickos. I don’t like those guys any more than he does. My point is, Matt, you’re not gonna save my guy by putting him in jail. You’ve seen what cops get up to in there, it sure ain’t saving the world.” Saul began wrapping his sandwich.

“I think you’re in this just to save yourself.”

“Gee, how crooked that would be.”

“I can help you. Just tell me who’s breathing down your neck.”

“Right now? Fella named Murdock. Real piece of work.”

Matt snatched his arm. “Your client has killed good people before. This time, he shot and paralyzed an innocent bystander.”

“Hey.” Saul threw a finger in his face, “Allegedly. Innocent until proven guilty.” He shook himself free. “And for your information, I’ve defended bleaker cases. Remember I told you about the cadaver kids? I did some of my best work that day, and those clowns took a video!”

Jimmy’s definitely in business with Fisk’s men, putting him and Matt at greater odds.

Daredevil attempts to intimidate Jimmy one night in his office. Jimmy is intimidated, but not swayed. He calls DD out, that he can’t just punch his way into a better outcome this time.

Jimmy puts two and two together about who the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen really is.

He initially wants to turn Matt in, to sway a case in his own favor, but he can’t just do it. He needs a plan.

On another night, Jimmy gets visited by the Punisher. Frank’s got an issue with the sleazy lawyer defending the guys on his list. Jimmy narrowly talks his way out of an execution.

The Devil growled, “What did Castle want with you?”

“Hey, how should I know?” Jimmy spat as he shouted, “The freaking Terminator bursts through my door and I’m supposed to explain that?”

What do we think? Feel free to add. ^-^

[bumirang]

“So what’re ya thinkin’ fer supper?” asks Quyt into Akiya’s shoulder. Still in their work clothes, they’re snuggled up safely in their shared cot. Even without the security a door provides, it’s comfortable enough in the ladies’ bunkhouse. Shapes flicker like shadow puppets across the thin privacy curtain as other workers pass by, on their way to and from their own shifts. The evening is young, and there’s still plenty of money to be made, rubes to be had.

“Zaofu.”

“We’re better off savin’ up.”

“The monorail’s free while we’re in town. S’what I heard.”

“Hrmph…”

“C'mon! Zaofu has real food! Not just food; cuisine!” Akiya reaches up toward the ceiling with one hand, as if beseeching the heavens, and clenches her fist. “I swear, if I have one more deep-fried cabbage-on-a-stick, I'll barf myself to death.”

Quyt pushes herself up onto an elbow and smirks. “Fellas’d probably pay t’see that, actually.”

Akiya clenches her jaw to suppress a grimace. She doesn't do sideshows. Girls are always expected to get their tits out for extra cash, and hers have an exclusive engagement. Even shill work beats the sideshows. Before the ticket booth gig, her main job was tending the circus animals between sets. It was messy but straightforward, and none of the hog-monkeys ever asked her to take her shirt off.

“We can afford a night out. Look,” says Akiya, sitting up. She reaches into her jacket and pulls a tightly folded paper envelope from an inner pocket. As soon as it’s free, it pops open, sending loose change tumbling all over the cot. “Dangit!”

“Where’d ya get all that? Knock over a candy stand?”

Akiya snatches up a coin before it can roll off the edge and drops it back into the envelope. “Walk money, mostly. Not bad for a day’s work.”

“Mostly?”

“I found some of it on the ground.”

Quyt sits up and narrows her eyes.

“Hey, it’s not like I’m shortchanging anybody! If townies wanna leave a little cash lying around, it goes in my pocket, is all,” says Akiya. “Like a tip,” she adds with a shrug.

“Not so high ‘n’ mighty now, are ya?”

Akiya rolls her eyes. “I never said fortunetelling was wrong. I’d just feel weird lying to people like that.”

“You think that’s what I do all day?”

“You mean, what you do all day in the tent with the signs all over it proclaiming magical knowledge of the future?”

“That’s just some spooky showmanship. Gettin’ in their heads. Lettin’ their guards down.” Quyt cups her hands in front of her. “You think I’d get any customers if I walked up to ‘em holdin’ a bowl o’ oily water?”

“I dunno. I’d be curious.”

“Tell ya a secret,” says Quyt, leaning closer. Her big, turquoise eyes manage to gleam in the paltry light of their bunk. “The water’s the thing. The trick is gettin’ ‘em lookin’ at the shapes while I lookit them. You c’n tell a whole helluva lot about a fella if he doesn’t know he’s bein’ watched.” With a smirk, she leans back against the bunkhouse wall, and Akiya relishes the way her hair rustles like soft hay. “I tell ‘em what I see. Throw in a few educated guesses so they don’t feel cheated. They like it. They expect it.”

Akiya joins her girlfriend against the wall, shifting her weight carefully to avoid hurling loose coins off of the cot. “I seem to remember you telling that jerk-ass he was gonna have three kids. If that was an educated guess, then I’m a Dai Lee secret agent.”

Quyt giggles. “That was an outlier an’ shouldn’t be counted.”

[blind-sheep]

Before the Downpour trailers got released, I was doing a cladogram of the lizards from rain world as if they all evolved from the purple lizards, and i got something like this:

This is mostly based on their morphology (as i can't get their DNA of course), and the reason I used the purple lizard as the common ancestor is that it is a lizard that differs a lot in colors, and is more of a "blank canvas" for it's behaviour.

(The dotted line from blue to cyan is to indicate that this is probably a modified organism that did not evolve naturally, and was made by something/someone)

You can basically put a line in the middle and divide them by those that use a long tongue to grab prey and those that don't.

But then one of the trailers showed a few things, including this guy:

This new lizard (I will call it golden here) can spit this goo like a red lizard, and has a charge attack like a green lizard.

So, there's two ways to fit it in my cladogram: As an ancestor of the two, or as a hybrid of the two (think as a grizzly-polar bear hybrid)

Either way, it would imply that the green and red lizard would be genetically closer than i thought.

Another thing that the lizards trailer show is that now red lizards have a thin tongue or something like that? That would tottaly mess up my cladogram, so for now I will put it as a convergent adaptation, I have yet to play the DLC to see how it works.

Another fella that appears is this guy:

Honestly I'm not sure where to place it. It is a good swimmer and has gills like the salamanders, but it's colors and body shape are similar to other lizards. after I play the Downpour DLC I will try to see how to update the cladogram with the new lizards.

If you have any suggestions, feel free to add to the conversation, just a reminder, this is all specullation from my part, so nothing is set on stone.

[cara-kira]

Hello again its your rwby exchange buddy. 😎

I have more questions. Like a lot. Sorry I hope I'm not annoying I just have a lot of thoughts.

Do you have a length preference for the fic or just whatever I'm feeling up to? I know some people don't enjoy long fics

Do you see Oz as the kind of fella that would be in a polycule 👀

I like your grim au so much it's changing the idea I had. How do you feel about letting me put my own twists on it? I know some people are protective of their AUs so I don't want to overstep.

Do you have an ao3 you'd like tagged? I tend to post stuff on there if that's alright

Also I'd love to hear some fun facts about yourself you seem very friendly and I'd like to get to know you lol. Sometimes it's fun to incorporate a bit of the giftee in the story. Like how do you like your pizza, if at all? Do you like frogs? Whats your favorite word? You know. Important things. Nothing scary or personaly revealing, just the important stuff.

If this is too much or you don't want to answer this whole thing I'm sure Zac can send me a message lol

I hope you're having a great day!

Hello again! No need to apologize for asking questions, you can ask me anything anytime!

As for my answers:

Nope! I don't really mind long fics, but it might take me a while to finish reading them since I unfortunately have the attention span of a goldfish

I kinda do actually. I haven't really made any fanart yet nor did I ever mention it, but I actually enjoy IronOzQrow quite a bit, or perhaps ozqrowbleck.

This kinda depends on what you plan to twist it into. I'm fine with some add-ons or small changes, but would like the overal base of the au to remain the same, if that makes sense.

I do have an ao3 account, but I don't use it all that much -and quite frankly know next to nothing on how it works either lmao. Feel free to post your work on ao3 and tag me, but I do suggest tagging me in a post here on tumblr as well so I won't accidentally miss it😅

And man, I suck at small talk lmao. Especially when it's about me XD

But anyways, as I'm sure everyone knows by now, I really like to draw. I've been drawing for as long as I remember, and I've been drawing fanart for rwby again since late 2019 I believe. (Yes again, the first time would've been around 2014/2015(?), of which some posts still exist on my instagram page haha). And like every media I've ever created for, I tend to latch onto the (often tragic) side characters with little screentime. Because of that, these characters usually don't have a lot known about them. So I usually tend to fill in the rest with headcannons. I actually have a few for Oz here as well, should you maybe want add some of those to your work👀

As for favorite foods, I love a good lasagna, or a nice pepperoni or shawarma pizza. Melted cheese is my kryptonite, and so is garlic bread lol.

My favorite color is purple. And my favorite animal changes from time to time, but usually goes from dogs to crows or ducks :>

I listen to a wide variety of music genres, but I think the majority of my playlist exists out of metal music.

I am also genderfluid, and go by she/he/they!

And I'll stop there or this post will go on forever lmao. I hope you're having a great day too!

Should you ever feel stuck on something or need more information, feel free to reach out! :>

[darling-leech]

More In-Depth Rad-Ferret/Ferrads Lore/World building? Post

Rad-Ferrets or Ferrads(as @honkytonkangel called them lol)

So I made a post about if there would be Ferrets in the Fallout universe here, and I kinda want to do like a more in-depth post? This’ll probably me a mess of a post so.... 😅😅😅😅  Anyways, so uh here goes(Feel free to add on to this post as well. I also got some of this from the Ferret Wikipedia, so correct me if I’m wrong about any of the ferret info or I guess any other info I have on here as well):

adding a readmore since it’s kinda long post:

• So uh pre-war ferrets lifespan is about 5-10 years(Tho some can live up to 12 years), right? BUT, and I’m sorta basing this off of Super Mutants?(Correct me if I’m wrong), maybe Rad-Ferrets/Ferrads are essentially immortal or at least have a longer lifespan? Like how Super Mutant Behemoths are the oldest living Mutants there is(I think Swan is like a bit over a 100 years old?). So maybe Rad-Ferrets could live up to 100+ years and maybe get bigger/longer with age?

• Since Rad-Ferrets are irradiated(Or maybe have had the FEV?), they became bigger and slightly longer than their pre-war counterparts, with the smallest ones being the size of the Mole Rats/Small Dogs(Think like maybe Chihuahua sized), and maybe the biggest/oldest ones, could be Mutant Hound or Centaur sized? Imagine being able to ride a Ferrad! Or using one like a pack animal(Like seeing traders traveling with them, like how brahmin are used). Maybe even some have two heads, like the Brahmin do! 

• Also speaking of variants in size, they also come in varies of colors as well. Maybe some retain their fur, so some could still be an All White, Albino, or Dark Brown, etc. Some may be Glowing Ones as well. Some even could be like Nuka-Cola Quantum colored, etc. Some Ghoulified ones as well or “Feral” ones. qhdiuqhdiqw Imagine the lil Toe Beans!

• Pre-war Ferrets can be up to 4.4 lbs. I think, but Rad-Ferrets can be 20+ lbs. 

• Like @honkytonkangel said in their reblog of my post, maybe they have gnarled/gigantic teeth, and also maybe have more teeth than the pre-war ferret? 

•  Also since there’s Intelligent Deathclaws/Mole rats, maybe there’s even Intelligent Rad-Ferrets that can communicate and stuff as well!

• Since Ferrets are Social creatures, they can run in packs of 4+ in the wasteland.

• Another thing that @honkytonkangel said is that maybe instead of them being instantly hostile, they prey on smaller animals(Like Rad-Rats or Mole Rats), and become supper common in settlements to be like a pest control! 

• To continue on the last point, It’d probably be good to have more than at least 2 in settlements, since Ferrets sleep like 14-18 hours a day, and are crepuscular creatures. 

• Continuing on the settlement thing, the original reason for Ferrets being domesticated by human beings is not really known, BUT it may have involved hunting, SO imagine taking them with you when you’re traveling from settlements when you’re hunting or whatever! Or just to have like a companion, like how dogmeat is! They can probably fetch things as well, or do tricks! and they can attack lol(I’d imagine they’d might have a stronger bite than their pre-war counterparts). *oiqehfweio imagine having one with a lil backpack on it, or lil goggles, or a lil red bandana, or a lil collar with it’s name on it and what not.*

• Also maybe it could have Creation Club Content(yea yea, I know how some people feel about that stuff, but still lol) or Mods(Like added onto the vanilla game, if Bethesda decides to ever add Rad-Ferrets lol, but I’d just take a Mod that adds these lil fellas into the game), where you find different breeds of dogs, but it’s with Rad-Ferrets instead that you can have in your settlements, and it can raise settlement happiness!

• Also since Ferrets are penchant for secreting away small items, you’d probably have to Ferret proof you’re settlements and such. 😅😅😅😅

• But on that last point, I’m sure you can train Rad-Ferrets to steal things from other people(If you’re a raider or something lol, or just trying to get something back with minimal casualties or something). 

• Also another thing that Ferrets were used for was/is Ferreting(I guess it’s another word for Hunting). With their long, lean build, and inquisitive nature, ferrets are very well equipped for getting down holes and chasing rodents, rabbits and moles out of their burrows. But since Rad-Ferrets would be bigger than their pre-war counterparts, idk how much easier that would be. 😅😅😅😅 Also since ferrets are known to also squeeze thru very small gaps(At least 2 inches I think), I’d think you’d have to be careful with Rad-Ferrets as well(Even tho I think it’d be slightly easier to cover holes and such, since they’d be bigger than their pre-war counterparts so). 

• Since a Ferret’s diet is a obligate carnivore one AND they have short digestive systems and quick metabolisms, I’d think Rad-Ferrets would be like that as well, but maybe worse? Since their bigger, you’d definitely need to feed them more frequently. The natural diet of Ferrets’ wild ancestors consisted of whole small prey, including meat, organs, bones, skin, feathers, and fur, so I guess this would help taking them on hunts alot as well. But you could probably just end up feeding them Canned Dog Food or something like that, if you’re aren’t able to go hunting for small animals or whatever. Personally I’d like to think they’d have a more lenient diet, and might be able to eat Fancy Lad Cakes and what not lol. 

• Also it helps playing with Rad-Ferrets as well, and letting them exercise as well! Since Ferrets(As well as Rad-Ferrets lol) are curious creatures, and are social, don’t cage them in too long! 

• In real life, If I remember correctly, Ferrets are an important experimental animal model for human influenza and like how Vault 81 had those Mole rats they were testing on, maybe there was a vault with Rad-Ferrets in it?

• Also on another note, where would Rad-Ferrets come from? Well in real life, Ferrets are already a common house pet in America, so I don’t think it’d be too lore-breaking if they were in Fallout(Since so far, the only location we’ve had in the Fallout Universe was in North America). 

• Since Ferrets have anal glands, maybe Rad-Ferrets would have a muskier smell to them? Or maybe since most house pet ferrets don’t have their glands anymore, they wouldn’t smell at all? 

• If Rad-ferrets weren’t infertile due to radiation(Or if they had the FEV), they’d have maybe 4+ litters a year? With the liter size being maybe 8-12 babies? For pre-war ferrets: The average gestation period is 42 days and females may have two or three litters each year. The litter size is usually between three and seven kits which are weaned after three to six weeks and become independent at three months. So, I’m sorta doubling it for Rad-ferrets? 

• Since ferrets are cute chaotic gremlins, I’d imagine Rad-Ferrets would be more of a chaotic gremlin. Imagine Rad-Ferrets maybe being a tad more “territorial”? Maybe not like really aggressive/hostile, but maybe gotta watch them nibbling on tiny fingers(like watch them while they’re playing with children or something?). Or Imagine watching Rad-Ferrets doing the "weasel war dance", when they’re excited lol. Or imagine them licking you’re face, waking you up, and them making lil unique soft clucking noise, maybe it’s slightly more nasally tho? 

Anyways! That’s all I have for now(Might update it later if I have anything else to add or I spot any grammar mistakes, etc)! Also like I said above, feel free to add onto this with anything ya’ll would to add!

• Also since Rad-Ferrets might be alittle territorial, I’d imagine you’d have to be careful with them being around other pets(Like if you had a pet Rad-rat or something). I'd also like to imagine them being loyal pets tho as well.

• Also since Rad-Ferrets/Ferrads are still essentially Ferrets at their core, you'd probably still have to Ferret-proof your settlements/houses because they'd probably try to end up in places/holes they shouldn't be in(no matter how big or small they are lol).

[barrenclan]

i have returned!!

i think daffodilpaw has recently become my fav cat? and this issue just cements it!! she really hits close to home for me in some ways without going into specifics and i care about her very much. she’s just a silly guy, a little fella! she owns my heart and she’s in my head rent free. this new issue also adds so much to her character!! the fact that she holds herself to the rules and lifestyle so tightly because she feels like she owes it to everyone hits so hard and is such a cool thing to portray considering pinepaw keeps sticking his nose into places he shouldn’t! i think the term is literary foil or something like that? whatever it is i think it adds to both of their characters!

i do want to say though cormorantpine is probably endgame, cormorantdaff seems really cute in concept! though how she calls it her ‘destiny’ while talking about how she could have died, and how she looks at beeface and blacknose with that almost concerned look it makes me hesitant to say she actually has feelings for him, and more of that she’s forcing it down her own throat in order to fulfill her own supposed destiny and to make the cats around her proud. the proud part could be related to just the whole leg thing but in the original video it was mentioned that she talks a little too much and cats want her to quiet, or something like that. i have a feeling that she thinks that maybe doing this will help cats to accept her more too.. i want to give her a hug. of course i could be wrong on some points but that’s my read of it!

daffodil supremacy!! loving the awkwardness between the two about having a crush on the same dude!! now we need asphodel to also get a crush on cormorant so all three can suffer haha, i always love the writing and art in these updates!!! keep up the great work!!

YEAAY I always look forward to your thoughts after an issue! :)

Daffodilpaw has definitely grown on me a lot, and I've come around to drawing her spotty design over and over. It's a pretty fun pattern to replicate (unlike Asphodelpaw, haha.)

Omg Daffodilpaw and Pinepaw being foils to each other is such a good take, I love it! The ways that they deal with the relative pressure that their society puts on them are in totally opposite directions, but in the end it's affecting both of them in dangerous ways. Heck yeah!

I think that Cormorant and Daff could be cute together if only both of them could meet on equal terms and were actually like, well-adjusted in any way, haha. Heat sink and heat source and all of that. But yes, you're definitely reading it the way I intended, in that she's kind of convincing herself that she has a crush on him rather than naturally developing those feelings. She just wants people to like her and be proud of her so badly. :(

Imagine if Asphodelpaw did have a crush on Cormorantpaw, that'd be so funny. The whole sibling squad making eyes at this man with not a SINGLE thought about romance going through his head.

Thank you so much for the awesome comments as usual! :D They make me so happy.

[litgwritersroom]

A rewrite of the sexy dance-off scene, where one character can't hide their real feelings. Feel free to write for any of the seasons and any of the characters for this one.

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

S1 | Tim/MC | 3100+ words | Bia (crimswnred)

Tim figures out that the electricity on the air was not fruit of his imagination.

For a whole summer of his life, Tim had done that type of thing many, many times. Trying to pay for his stay in Spain, he danced, took his clothes off and exhibited his naked body to countless thirsty older ladies as he pointed out the beautiful and historical sights of Barcelona. What a coincidence it was that he would do something similar during the first season of the British dating show Love Island? At least, this time, he wouldn't have to get naked or memorise a bunch of information. It was easier, right?

So why was he feeling more nervous than ever?

He could admit he was not the luckiest lad in the Villa right now. From the moment he stepped inside the place, he had a feeling in his guts that it wouldn't be easy for him to fit in with the other contestants and that feeling only became stronger once he took a look at the other fellas. He was shorter than the most, not as near as fit as them and the only thing he had going on for him was his jokes and the way he would speak with confidence, which he had heard many times the girls saying was a bit too much. The only person he found himself being able to open up to about those things was Olivia.

It was obvious that every guy on that Villa would want a piece of Liv. She was only a bit shorter than Tim and had astonishingly blue eyes that would look right through him. Her natural filled lips were always smiling at him and her dirty blonde hair would blow so easily with the Marloca breeze. There was no way someone would ever look at such beauty and say she was anything but an 11. Especially if they had seen her rocking those tiny bikinis that would make her ass even prettier.

And of course, there was much more to her than what met the eyes. Liv was the funniest girl Tim had ever met and also the most honest. When they were hanging out, Tim never felt as if he was doing something wrong or that he was annoying her. Even when he would drop some lines she would bop her head to the rhythm and sometimes add some lyrics of her own. She also always picked his side, standing up for him even when it was just Mason being a knob. It was obvious that he had a crush. But everyone had a crush on Liv.

That was exactly why she was such a waste in the hands of the likes of Levi. Tim knew something was going on between the two of them, perhaps the whole Villa knew. Of course, both her couples were not successful—Jasper was a complete disaster and Jake was only a friend to her—and she kind of had a free pass to crack on with whoever she pleased right now and there was not much the other girls could do to stop her. It was how the game rolled, he knew that, but Levi was not worth the shot.

Tim watched patiently as the girls danced through their rounds, his sweaty palms revealing how much he was dreading his turn. Jen was the first of the girls, expending most of her time on Levi, almost as if she was leaving a mark. It was obvious she was the girl that was most insecure about Oliva's popularity, especially 'cause Levi was always paying more attention to Oliva's body than whatever Jen was talking about by his side.

At first, Tim had thought Jen to be one of those posh birds that would treat people like shite just cause they weren't fancy enough. Yet, now, he could see she was just a normal girl that wanted to find love like every other girl there and… maybe… she was even cute. If he tried to see her past her posh accent, that is.

Talia was the second girl to go and her turn went by in a blink of an eye as she danced to the boys and shimmied her body, seeming more interested in whatever girl was waving and whistling at her from the roof terrace than the line of lads seated on the fire pit bench. Tim always had a hunch she wanted a piece of Olivia as bad as them and maybe he was not so wrong about it—he was quite smart after all.

The third—and maybe most boring one—was Allegra. She played around on each boy's lap, doing some hip dance and avoiding real contact with everyone but Jasper, who she let grossly touch her, in a way that maybe was just a sneak peek of what they would be up to that night. At least someone was keeping those beds busy for the producers.

Erikah dared to do a shy dance for both her current couple, Rohan—who was smiling from ear to ear the whole time—and Mason—who just relaxed and enjoyed the private show for a bit. Like most of them, she didn't even try to show some dance moves to Tim and if all of them kept it going like that, he was easily going to win that shit.

The next one to go was Cherry, who was using a shimmery dress that almost showed her boobs to the world. She teased the boys for a while, showing what her mum—or money, Tim was not so sure—gave her as she burst out laughing with them, sounding a little tipsy and spending more time on Mason's and Jake's lap.

A round of applause announced the end of the red-haired routine and she left the fire pit winking at them over her shoulder. The silence felt all around the Villa as the song turned down. Tim could feel his heart beating tight in his chest, realising it was her turn now.

"It's the grand finale now," Tim heard Mason saying from the other side of the bench. "Keep your hearts calm, boys."

Obviously, the production had left Olivia for last. She was the one that the boys were looking for the most and not even Rohan was trying to pretend he was not eager to have her twerking on his lap. Luckily for Tim, she would ignore him like the other girls and he wouldn't need to pretend to not be nervous about it, it was an easy win.

Or so he thought.

He wasn't so sure when it all began but his crush on Olivia had developed into a real sexual tension. When Liv was around him now, Tim would feel this electricity in the air and his blood would pump. Of course, she was flirty with him like she was with every other boy but lately, he had been feeling it a little bit different. There were slight brushes, quick touches, playful pinches and kisses on cheeks that would send Tim's thoughts into a spiral and make his heart beat faster. Sometimes, he wondered if she was doing it on purpose.

A familiar click of heels echoed through the Villa, making its way to where Tim and the rest of the lads were sitting. Slowly, Olivia's silhouette showed up from the dark corner of the Villa and her body started to take shape against the fairy lights. As she got closer to them, Tim could swear she had stolen the air around him. Or was it ever so hard to breathe?

He ran his eyes throughout her body. She was wearing a ridiculously tight white dress that ended just a little over her hips, barely covering her asscheeks. On her chest, a slightly opened zipper showed an attention grabber cleavage that could leave any man speechless. Her blonde hair was now lightly curled on its ends, falling onto her back like cascades, making the white nurse tiara she had on even more evident. It was, perhaps, a poorly done tribute to her career as a doctor, that only looked even more scandalous with the cherry shade of lipstick and bloody nails she was wearing. 

"Hey, boys," her voice echoed through the Villa as she eyed each of them with a smirk. "I guess you are all… tired."

"Not tired at all, princess," Tim heard Mason saying again. Didn't he just have an almost private session with Cherry? Could he be less of an attention seeker?

With a roll of his eyes, Tim shifted on his seat, catching Olivia's attention. She smirked at him and winked cheekily, making his heart skip a bit and a smile showing on his face. "I'm afraid most of you lads will be only watching this time, 'cause I just wanna dance for one boy and one boy only."

Olivia turned on her heels, taking Tim's wide smile with her. Of course, he never expected her to give him a private lap dance, after all the crush was a tad one-sided, but at least a little something so it wouldn't be too obvious she was not interested. Considering they were best friends.

When the beat started again, Olivia swayed her hips in front of the boys, taking her time to tease them one by one, with the notable exception of Jasper. She started her streak on Mason, running her hands through his thighs, provoking him with her bright eyes and dirty movements before kissing his cheek and moving to the next, leaving him crestfallen.

Levi was, unfortunately, the next to get her attention, but she didn’t take long with him, not longer than with Mason but the sight of her grinding on him—even if it lasted just a few seconds—was sickening. As she dropped down with her back to him and slid back, Levi tried to touch her but she dismissively swayed to Jake’s lap.

And for “just a friend” Jake was more than into it. Mocking Levi, he kept his hands behind his neck and let her do all the work on his lap, laughing as she dared to kiss his neck. Tim tried his best to not look upset. He had gone through all the girls’ rounds without the attention, he could take another one.

But then she got closer and he felt his heart jump and twist on his chest and the butterflies come alive as she was so, so close but not enough. She teased Rohan with a very loose hand and she bent a little, just enough so Tim could see her asscheeks on his periphery, whispering something in Rohan's ear that made his face drop.

Finally, she turned to Tim with a devilish grin and flames in her eyes. She slowly swayed her hips left and right until there was nothing between them but the smallest gap he had ever seen, causing him to raise his chin to meet her eyes, a movement she gladly accepted as she cocked her head and flashed him a bright, innocent and provocative smile that made a hot wave creep him.

She reached her hand behind him, pinning him against the wall as she looked down at him, making some strands stroke against his skin. "Hey, Timothy," she whispered, so close to him he could smell her lilac perfume. "Fancy seeing you here."

"What are you doing?" He asked in a whisper as she caressed his and brought them to her waist, his hands fitting so perfectly on the small of her back.

"I thought we couldn't touch?" Levi chimed in, trying to be funny but only sounding jealous. Tim couldn't help but smirk. 

"You can't touch," she answered, not even sparing him a look. "Tim can." And as the others rumbled something, she winked. "You're mine now, Big T."

A pop-ish and pretty damn sexy melody followed the already playing beat as Olivia did a half-circle with her neck slowly, flipping her hair and leaving her collar bone completely exposed to him. Tim licked his now so dried lips, trying to compose himself as she arched her back, bringing her body even closer. He didn’t even get the chance to properly touch her before the lyrics to the song started and she crouched in front of him.

She moved her hands on his skin, running them slowly against his legs. He swallowed hard when she caught his eyes and moved a bit forward, lips parted enough to lead his imagination to where his wildest dreams were. She winked, knowing exactly what she was doing with him, as Tim could feel his cock throb.

"Fuck," he let out as he hung his head to face the sky above him. He could hear some boys howling as others huffed, but all the noise got muffled by the little giggle that escaped from her mouth, bringing Tim to look at her again. She had a bitch of a smile on her lips and a mischievous sparkle in her eyes that made his heart rate pick up again.

Stay calm, Big T, this is a challenge, remember.

That would be a fucking long night.

And just as he was nearly normalising his heart rate again, her hands moved upwards and stood up slowly, locking her gaze on his. When she finally reached his shoulders and was eyes high, she straddled him. He could almost feel the warmth of his skin, the friction of his jeans begging to let go and yet, they weren't touching. Moving her hips to the rhythm of the song, she raised one of her hands from his shoulders and stroked his cheeks with it before tapping his chin slightly so he would look her in the eyes. So fucking hot.

She arched her back, leaning to him, her lips so close he could feel her breathing against his skin. There was a silence on the patio as she grabbed his chin and brought him near, without a doubt everyone was shocked by the closeness as well as Tim was. He knew she could feel his hard-on now but that didn’t stop her from rolling her hips and guiding his face closer. When he thought they were finally going to touch, she hung her head, moving off of him and his lap. He was so hard it hurt.

Tim's senses came back rushing just in time so he could hear the roars and shouts from the other lads as she turned against him and slid down his body, arching her back, until she was seated right between his legs. She grabbed his hands, running them through her body and just letting them go when Tim took the hint. Feeling his blood pumping to all the worst places, Tim felt the thin fabric of her costume, the shape of her body forming on his palms, her hard nipples under the dress and the way she was breathing slowly.

Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck.

He let a deep breath out in her ear and she let out the sexiest giggle he had ever heard in response, getting out of his lap and moving away from him. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed by the sudden cold breeze that took her vacant spot, to feel empty now that she wasn’t there. She kept walking, her dress doing nothing to cover her ass as she took every single boy’s breathe away and the music kept playing. It was just when she turned around to face him again that Tim realised they were still going.

She didn’t smile at him as she approached this time around, her face darkened and he could see the sobriety of her eyes being replaced by a drunk feeling of… need. She got nearer, zipping her cleavage opening down, revealing the sides of her breasts and looking straight into his eyes. Tim could see them begging to be let out of that tight, tight dress, to be touched and squeezed and kissed.

Licking her lips and parting them again ever so slightly, as if she could hear his thoughts and was wishing the same, she straddled him again. This time, she let her ass down, leaving not a single space between their bodies. He could feel her weight on his crotch, the warmth of her skin and the beat of her heart as he ran his hands through her thighs and rested them on her bare ass.

"Feeling comfortable, Big T?" She whispered, not daring to look away as she batted those beautiful big blue eyes at him. "Took you long enough."

"You're such a tease…" he said, his voice husky. He could feel his cock throbbing under her, the only thing between them being their clothes. Were they ever so thin?

She got closer, circling her arms around his neck and locking their gazes. "Who is teasing?"

He smirked, narrowing his eyes in an almost challenging way. Fuck. There it was again, that electricity between the two of them. Or was it just his cock wishes speaking louder? Slowly, she moved her hands to his face, bringing it closer and when she cupped his chin, raising his head, he held on tighter to her ass, squeezing it, knowing it was just another playful manoeuvre.

Except it wasn't. Taking his cheeky hands as a green light, Liv closed the almost non-existing gap between them, moving her lips against his and sending an electric shock through his body. He could just think about all the fun things they could be doing alone, with no cameras and no islanders as he melted into her, deepening the kiss and feeling the taste of her tongue against his own. As she grabbed his head, he did the same, pulling her locks slightly, earning a delightful moan from her.

They moved fast, unleashing a desire that was bottled up all this time. He could hear the screams, whistles and cheers from the others but there was nothing that could take him out of that moment. The taste of her, the way she felt against his hands, the little moans she would let escape as they would feel each other and how her legs were spread perfectly on his lap. How he wanted to grab her and lead her to the bedroom so that he would make her cum his name over and over again. The mere thought was enough to make him crazy.

She was the one who break off the kiss, leaving them both breathless and wanting more. With her eyes on him, she took a deep breath and stood up, her legs almost failing her as she tried to stand. As the others cheered her and the song ended, she turned around to leave the fire pit, checking him from over her shoulder before she was gone.

And as Tim was trying to catch his breath, Jake remarked: "After that, we are definitely losing."

"I dunno, mate," Tim answered with a smirk. The others would perhaps dislike his audacity, but who cared? "I feel like I just fucking won."

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Okey okey I'm working on something for the Ghost Au, and there's very little about the trio, so here we are

First of all, I know for a fact there was a post about how old the ghosts where when they died. But I'm not sure if there was ever said how old the trio is? (I tried but couldn't find the post to check it myself) Do you by any chance happened to have this information?

Secondly, I've been seeing here and there bits and pieces about trios life outside of the ghosts fiasco, but it's very little. So here I am, what do you think actually happened that they all ended up living in the same house? The consensus for now if Pearl found the house and was looking for roommates. But we don't actually know why she even get the house in the first place (there's ofc the Found who did the stabbing version and just want to live in the hounted house version) is there like a reason why she get there? Same goes for Lizzie and Mumbo. I saw someone saying off hand that Mumbo's would have a job, and i think it would be quiet funny if he actually had some night time job, it would add to the whole Katherine thinks his a vampire thing. I don't think i saw any reason why Lizzie decided to go with it (tho i might missed something idk)

I think it's all i can think of as of now, but feel free to say anything about the Trio you want! I just need to know more about those fellas!

i would say the trio are all around their mid-late twenties, probably

(this one’s kind of long so i’m putting it under a cut)

what i’ve been thinking is:

pearl heard about some presumably haunted house on the internet somewhere, and she checked it out and it was pretty cheap! she’d been living in a simple apartment (flat? is that what they call it in england??) so it was kind of an upgrade anyways, haunted or not. she’d been really curious about ghosts and stuff and she wanted to investigate herself instead of watching shows about people investigating haunted buildings! she put an ad out for a few roommates, because while the house was cheap for it’s size, it was still a little too expensive for her. pearl is also studying some marine biology in her free time (because of all the axolotls she had in LL)

lizzie saw the ad, and had been living a few towns away. she has been thinning of moving to that town anyways, because some of her family lives there. so she reached out to pearl! as i’ve mentioned a couple times, the family that lives in town are her grandparents and maybe an aunt or uncle. i’m thinking that she’s a florist (and maybe katherine is her coworker). lizzie was quick to learn of the house’s reputation after moving in and found it very fascinating, but was somewhat frightened of it.

for mumbo, i can’t really think of something for him to do that would correspond with something he did in LL. maybe geology, specifically gems and crystals? because of the end crystals? (out of the trio, mumbo is the one i watch the least videos of in general) but also i could just go with computer science or something because of his whole redstone thing in general. but i’m thinking he’s just out of university/college/whatever it’s called and is looking for a new house. he also doesn’t know anything about the supposed hauntedness, and for a while after they all move in he’s actually completely in denial that there are ghosts in the house. he reaches out to pearl at around the same time lizzie does, and they all end up agreeing to buy the house together!

that’s it for now i think! thank you for the ask !! :D