#im a chaos lizard

[actualalligator]

Rules: In a new post, list the titles of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then most a little snippet of it, or tell something about it! And tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Here's your biannual reminder that I am a chaos creature and these are my WIPs

But uh, I'll give you ships lol. They're basically all some flavor of bdsm because that is who I am fundamentally as a person.

1. Text Note 4/17 -- buck/tommy

2. Text Note 1/27 -- cg!bobby&little buck

3. Text Note 4/01 -- buddietommy

4. Text Note 5/02 -- Stucky

5. Ranch AU -- buddie

6. College BDSM AU -- stucky

7. Trans!Buck Polyfire - buddietommy

8. If I lead, Will You Follow? -- buddie

@anewkindofme tagged me, but I'm gonna tag nobody, and if you wanna play, play, and tag me so I can see it!

[respectwomenjuice]

dear local bakery if yall ever came out with a cook book i would be the first in line even though mine wouldn’t be as good

[yourfavouritetasha]

took my niece to the zoo, the goal was clear, make her sleepy... after five hours, zero sugar, running around and testing every damn playground, I just brought her home to her parents, me completely dead on my feet and her giggling, singing and laughing

[i2rizz]

Hello!

I really like the Parts from "no way he pulled that" and i was wondering if you could do a Part. 4 but with Kurona? I am not Sure but i kinda think that Kurona fits for these oneshots? If not you can totally ignore this request,only write it if you are comfortable with it!

Have a great day!☆

Why are yall so invested in the no way he pulled that concept so muchh? Because atp i might as well have written for over half the bllk cast

Anyways sure kurona is such a bbg exept im losing ideas what to write for this concept

No Way He Pulled That Pt.9

The only reason Kurona even showed up to this godforsaken "mandatory team bonding beach day" was because Ego probably threatened to replace his organs with soccer balls if he didn't.

So now here he was, lying half-submerged in sand like a sad lizard, hoodie still on, trying to tune out the chaos around him. Bachira had already declared himself king of the volleyball net. Isagi was explaining beach ball physics like someone had asked. Rin? Sitting under a beach umbrella, silently judging everyone like Poseidon had wronged him personally.

And Kurona? He was sipping his coconut water, headphones in, eyes closed.

That is—until the chaos shifted. The volume dipped, the conversations faltered, and suddenly, the sun itself seemed to pause in the sky.

"Ranzyyy!" a voice called, sickly sweet and prob filled with mischief.

Every single Blue Lock boy turned.

Marching across the sand, dragging a leopard-print cooler behind her, came her. Loud, bright, effortlessly hot—like someone who would’ve been the lead singer in a punk-pop band and a part-time hot sauce reviewer. Everything about her screamed chaotic sunshine: crop top with rhinestones, skirt too short for decency, star-shaped sunglasses, glitter body oil. And the person she was looking at?

Kurona Ranze

Reo literally froze mid-sip of his smoothie. Bachira's head whipped around so fast he almost dislocated something. Rin blinked in a way that could only be described as existentially disturbed. Even Kaiser looked offended by the audacity.

She plopped beside Kurona like it was the most natural thing in the world, cracked open a soda, and leaned against his side with a smug, "Miss me, baby?"

Kurona—deadpan, unbothered Kurona—smiled. “Of course”

Cue utter collapse of everyone’s collective brain cells.

"That’s his girlfriend??" Reo stage-whispered like it was illegal.

"There’s no way. He doesn’t even speak" Isagi muttered.

"She looks like she eats glitter" Rin said flatly.

Bachira gasped. "She probably does! That’s so cool!"

The worst part? Kurona was so chill about it. Like he didn’t just shatter the entire universe’s understanding of him in five seconds. She poked his cheek and called him "Ranzeezy" He even let her braid a little piece of his hair and clip in a sparkly butterfly barrette—without flinching.

Actually? he was just vibing. Calm. At peace. Hands her his drink. Compliments her nails. Looks like he's about to propose right there on the beach towel surrounded by seashells.

"I'm sorry, what the hell is going on" Isagi mutters, too stunned to be fake polite about it.

Eventually someone-probably Reo, he was twitching the most-cracks.

“Brother. How??” he hisses.

Kurona blinked at him, lazily. "I said hi to her at a juice bar"

"JUST HI?!"

"She said she liked my socks"

"Socks???"

"And then she kissed me"

Kaiser, absolutely livid, turned to Isagi. "You’ve been breaking down every tactical formation in history for months and this guy scores because of SOCKS!?"

"Unbelievable" Rin mumbled, still staring.

"She kissed you because of your socks?"

Another shrug. "They had cartoon sharks on them"

Kaiser is one second away from rage-quitting reality. "You mean to tell me this entire time we've been training like lunatics and you scored a girlfriend because of shark socks?!"

Kurona: "Basically"

Bachira looked like he was about to start taking notes.

Meanwhile, she was now lounging on Kurona’s towel, making a sand heart around them and sticking little shells in his hood. He just... let her. Didn’t complain. Didn’t flinch. Just leaned back and said, "Looks cute"

And that’s when they knew—

There was absolutely no way he pulled that

[milotraflgkl]

.☘︎ ݁˖ Fur, Feathers, and Chaos

.ᐟ WHO: Crocodile / DoFlamingo / Garp One Piece

.ᐟ CONTENT: Crocodile a bit OOC, Trigger Warning for DoFlamingo he’s abusive and there is bird death mentioned!! Wholesome moment with Garp, overall pretty cute except for DoFlamingo cause… obvi.

.ᐟ WORD COUNT: 1304

.ᐟ AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry for not uploading so recently, I’ve gotten caught up in working on transferring to my college and everything. I’ll try to get back into my swing again!! please ignore the random banners i used im lazy…

Crocodile

He wasn’t thrilled to learn that you had brought home a pet, specifically a lizard, and found it mildly insulting.

Did you get a lizard? A pet? And brought it to life along with you in your home.

He forces you to keep it in a separate room away from everything. He does not want to know it exists, and when you bring it out, he becomes all pouty.

“I am not sure why you are so adamant about keeping that thing.” He grumbled, staring down at the newspaper, his glasses sitting on the edge of his nose before he looked up at you with furrowed brows. “At least this one gives me attention instead of reading that damned newspaper.” You tell him with a bit of attitude, moving to pick the lizard up, setting it onto your shoulder, and walking to the kitchen. He glared at the lizard the whole time, but he continued to read his newspaper, swearing under his breath.

Sometimes he thinks about getting rid of the lizard without you knowing, selling him for a scam to earn more money than he should be.

He doesn't know when he walks past the room where you sit, whispering to the lizard and placing little kisses against its head.

He realized how endearing it was, seeing you so gentle with a creature smaller than you. The idea that you are completely different from him, how you treat things smaller so tenderly, while he would crush something like that without a second thought.

He would approach you in the room where you kept the reptile, being cautious not to let the thing slip out and being blamed because it was a tiny creature that truthfully at any point escaped the room. He was surprised it hadn’t yet. He studied the room taking it all in for a moment before he finally spotted you on the floor with limbs spread out in a starfish pose, he chuckled at first before momentarily worrying you were dead stepping closer only stopping when he noticed you peek an eye open. “You like that thing more than me?” You instantly sit up with furrowed brows, “What happened to hello?” You bite back.

You have to then reassure him and give him more time of your attention, he had silently grown more jealous and resentful over the creature.

After a while of all of this back and forth you finally forced him to tell you the truth, in which he admitted he hated that you gave the creature more attention so you worked out a schedule that made the reptile have less time with you unless you said it was necessary (He still followed you even then.)

Doflamingo

He honestly didn’t care, You got a new pet? Fine. Just don’t expect him to do anything for that piece of meat.

You got a bird, he thought it was stupid that you got a bird when he was right there.

“You talk to that bird more than you talk to me.” He pointed out as he walked over uncaring for the safety of the bird he grabbed it and moved to push it back into the cage, slamming the door shut and making the hook go back on so the bird couldn’t get out before he walked over to you grabbing your waist pulling you toward him and licking his long-strange tongue over your face before finding your tongue and shoving it down. “Maybe I should claim this tongue as mine so only I can hear you talk.” He growled against your lips.

He would make more of these empty threats to you and eventually, you learned to only be around the bird when he was the busiest, hoping he would notice. He did.

He would start forcing you to follow him around every time he got busy, unless it was dangerous then he’d lock you away in your shared room.

You soon found a way to sneak around and feed the bird and give it time to play, making sure DoFlamingo never found out and you kept a good record of that for almost a solid month!

Then someone snitched.

He came storming into your shared room late one night, he had been working a bit late so you had gone to bed without him - which only pissed him off even more. He slammed the door open and under his glasses, there was a prominent glare coming from him, “You dare break my rules and go around my back?” He quips standing over and grabbing your neck to lift you from her causing you to yelp in surprise, “I should lock you in a cellar.” He growled and since you were still half asleep you couldn’t think straight so, stupidly you responded with “Over a bird? Doffy, grow up.”

He kept you in the cellar for a month and a half, then when the bird died soon after he got someone to get rid of only keeping a feather to taunt you. Often using it to bribe you or upset you when you did something to piss him off.

Garp

You got a bulldog that looked extremely close to him, so that’s why you got it. It had the same angry expression on its face as Garp.

He didn’t understood why you needed a dog so he asked and you explained for protection, which only just offended him and slightly upset him.

But he ends up loving the dog a lot more than you ever think you could, giving the dog bones on his way out and bringing home things for JUST the dog. You grew a bit jealous over it before you realized it was just unnaturally sweet for him.

“I’m home!” He announced to your nice little cottage hidden from pirates and any other sort of dangerous things that could lurk near you, you made your way to the front door only to see you had been beaten by your dog by a mere minute and you could’ve sworn that the dog was side-eyeing you with a smug smirk on its face. You pouted and walked over giving Garp a quick peck hoping he’d give you the same attention as the dog but he didn’t, so you turned away upset.

This continued for weeks, so much so that slowly over those weeks you stopped greeting him at the front door. You stopped giving him a peck goodbye and you barely even spoke to him before bed, whispering a simple goodnight love you.

He caught on instantly since the first time he saw you pouting in the kitchen while cleaning the same spot on a frying pan for about five minutes.

One day he came home and was greet with the dog again, only giving it an ounce of his attention before he made his way toward your shared room finding you there in bed reading a book - you didn’t dare look up.

“I brought you flowers.” His gruff voice broke the silence, your eyes immediately darting up in surprise to see the just torn-out-of-the-ground flowers and a small box in his other hand. You were shocked, shocked that he knew you were still a real person and very much living in the same house as him and his dog. “It’s not much but I think you deserve it.” He nods to you before walking over gently playing the flowers to the side and handing you the box.

It was a ring, a promise one. A good one at that, you cried and hugged him before you spent the rest of the night cuddled up to Garp while the dog? It had been locked outside of the room because Garp didn’t want to make the attention on you disappear for even a second.

Cause he felt guilty.

[ardienothesieno]

where is the most likely place for a bunch of iterators, slugcats, and ancients to all hang out and take a selfie together?

a wallmart parking lot, of course. and yes i misspelled that on purpose

tumblr has absolutely killed my image quality hgvcvghjjhb so clicking on it will hopefully make it look less terrible this was supposed to be finished a while ago but IM JUST GLAD I ACTUALLY GOT IT DONE. IT'S DONE. FINALLY.

a few weeks ago i decided that i wanted to give back to my favorite people on this site. my friends, mutuals, the people who inspire me. everyone who has made my venturing onto this website and into this fandom the absolute highlight of my year. i wanted to have a way to say thank you to the people who motivate me to keep creating. so. thank you, everyone. whether i included a character of yours in this drawing or not, thank you. thank you all for creating what you create, for the chaos that you cause, for being so kind. i love you all so much.

CHARACTER LIST (32 in total) Ashes from Above -- me! The Fidget & Spectrum of Colors -- @pookapufferfish Four Shiny Reeses Wrappers & Butternut -- @kakyogay Looks to the Moon design -- @ssagesaurus Anthro Monk design -- @draagu Lingering Fog -- @mothsakura Eight Crashing Tides -- @dustyfandomtrashbin Paths Left Untaken -- @fauxbia Sliver of Straw design -- @skybristle Ancient No Significant Harassment design -- @tanzytechgem Reluctant Abstinence -- @copepods Saturn's Foley -- @csavii Adamant Dune -- @druidshollow Three Star Songs -- @skyistheground Curtains Drawn Over Bone -- @bitsbug Unparalleled Innocence design -- @shkika Three Sparrows -- @spotsupstuff Anthro Artificer design -- @pansear-doodles Flickering Nightfall -- @flickering-nightfall Somnium of the Deep -- @stratusstormcloud Five Pebbles design -- @lyss-butterscotch Distant Frontier -- @daszombes Original Seven Red Suns & Spearmaster designs -- @faelingdraws Eleven Rivers -- @druidshollow Chasing Wind design -- me again! Smoke Upon Droplets of Rain -- @mothsakura Rot x Enot x Lizard Polycule -- @excessive-moisture

[mustardflavoredbear]

Hehehhehehheheheh

Glimmer: You are what you eat. DT: In that case-- *shapeshifts into Catra* Glimmer: Adora: DT: *knowing look* Catra: *blushes* Glimmer: *deep sigh*

[silver---linings]

[ woe, cuxor to bother galahad be upon ye (hope im not bugging ya tho! Do lmk if the dash comm for galahad isnt smth to interact/build on^^) ]

So. One of the knights distancing from the rest after the chaos? It was like he was asking for cuxor to appear. The warlock had been stalking him for awhile and once galahad was far enough away where screaming for the knights would fall on unheard ears- he decided to start talking. Keeping himself shrouded in the nighttime darkness with only his many, many eyes glowing, all staring at galahad, as he spoke.

“..so you figured out who my beloved little pet lizard is, hmm? Mymy, you’re a very smart knight, You know! It took so long for anyone to realize… but, im afraid im alittle upset with you, galahad. You caged my pet dragon. Its not nice to steal what never belonged to you.”

Galahad's initial plan was to head to the tavern and take a few shots to drown out his pain, but he was practically shoved out of the place by Lamorak as he was still on the side of Galahad being crazy. So much for that idea.

Instead, he heads for one of the local Chao Gardens. He adored Chao, so he thought he would feel a little better after a rough few days, and it would be better than drowning his sorrows away with drinks.

On his way there, he stops as he hears a seemingly disembodied voice from the shadows. Galahad unsheathes his blade and whips around to where he thought he heard the voice coming from to spot the many eyes glowing in the darkness.

He already knew who this was. If he was in the right mindset, he would retreat, as facing Cuxor is a terrible idea, especially when he left the castle in his civilian attire and doesn't have his armor equipped, but his presence just made the knight furious, and point his blade at him.

"Cuxor! I'm not in the mood to deal with you! I have no idea what you're on about, but I don't care! Do me a favor, and leave me alone!"

[chaotic-elemental]

„This me – Dragon.“

*tries and fails to look serious*

✨ The Codex Draconis 🐉

or: Good-to-know before you pet or poke a dragon

🐾 I. Behind the scales

Greetings, wayfarer! I’m Eobe, the Dragon tamer (mun) 🩵 You’ve stumbled into the realm of Dragon, who draws, writes, muses and sometimes monologues about the nature of clouds, heroes or morons with a nice cup of cocoa ☕️

This is a place for art, stories and some occasional philosophical ramble. So you can expect a mix of cozy myth, dry wit, thoughtful storytelling, and a bit dramatic flourish (because, well it’s a dragon 🐉)

🎨 II. Art and RP – A two-headed delight

This blog is mainly an art space. You’ll find sketches, scenes, and mood art pieces – often sparked by RP threads.

Art may appear in character, often something Dragon made, or meta, as part of the muse-mun blend. Sometimes it’s serious. Sometimes it’s fun chaos.

You’re welcome to react to art in-character, or even build a scene around it. Visual storytelling is encouraged!

Dragon hoards precious treasures ✨🤩 (like a broody chicken 🐔) Also reblogging other’s art, that let beat higher Dragon‘s heart ❤️‍🔥

✍️ III. What kind of RP happens here?

Writing style: Multipara to novella. Dragon just dragoning – but not everything needs to be epic.

Genres: Fantasy, medieval, myth, sci-fi (multidimensional portals are hard to tame – like a dragon), existential fluff, clumsy fun chaos, character-driven weirdness.

Tone: Somewhere between ancient tales, lazy cat in the sun and scattered professor. I like creating moments – whether they’re quiet, ridiculous, stone-melting or especially a little magical.

🧭 IV. Boundaries

SFW: This hoard is safe for work. Subtlety and innuendo are fine and hatchlings should use individual filters anyway to protect themselves!

Triggers: If something is off-limits for you, please tell. I respect and protect borders.

Godmodding: Kindly no. Dragons need to steer their own wings. If you have an idea to create Dragon scenes, you can always shoot an ask or IM ✨

📩 V. Interactions & feeding the lizard

Selective RP: I draw, write and reblog what inspires me, not out of elitism, but for the sake of meaningful storytelling (and time).

Askbox / IMs: Open. Ask for Dragon Wisdom or Weirdness, IC play, OOC chatter and art prompts. You can address me or Dragon directly.

Random interactions welcome, especially if they’re clever, creative, or just a little weird.

⏳ VI. Patience is a virtue (and also my default setting)

Sometimes Dragon answers swiftly and sometimes Dragon vanishes into a pile of half-finished drafts like nesting in warm laundry 😅 Delays are never personal – just part of the process. I always try to return to what matters!

🪶 VII. The Invitation

If you’re kind, curious, and a little bit chaotic, you’re most welcome here. Whether you bring a muse, a puzzle, or a pot of tea – there’s space by the fire in the cave ✨🐉🫶

Those rules are currently in the test phase 🧐 Feedback and ideas are absolutely welcome ✨

@eobe (Mun) 🐉

[archive-professional-jaywalker]

and now for a less serious post : Flight Rising Creatures I have opinions about.

The Basilisks / Cockatrices / Battlelisks

fork found in kitchen. bird with strong draconic feelings, a cockatrice fursona, and a gender best described as "rooster but make it lesbian" likes the reptile-bird-beasts. the battlelisks are something i could have made as a sona. Im kinda pissed they removed the battle spurs even if it was for pg13 reasons ngl it fucked hard. But yeah the basilisks and assorted creatures are both very gender and species in flight rising.

Gryphons

boy oh boy we got so many of these fuckers with elemental fests. I love em. they're so bizarre. I'm not a gryph but i believe in their beliefs. My fave are the plague gryph (obviously), the masked gryph (cunty as hell), the shadow gryph (just look at it), but honestly they're all super fun to look at. No real "that's me" feel but a true Bird Creacher recognizes another and these are My Folk.

Gryphs?

Canonically these are not gryphons, but some sort of convergent evolution. Love em anyways. No idea what their back end is meant to be. Love the crest, love the energy. Love the chaos of flight rising having 7 different types of gryphons that arent gryphons, since there's also - check notes - gryphlets (possibly neotenous gryphons? i think), the "crystal collector" who might be a gryph, hippogryphs who appear to canonically be cousins (are gryphons only predatory mammalian back end in the fr universe? is it the hooves?) and a bunch of other quadruped vaguely chimeric bird beasts.

Fucked Up Corvids

No notes. Fantastic. Give me 5 thousand of those.

Raptoriks and other bird furries

im normal about them. don't look at my art folders. banger design every single one of them aside from the pirate parrots the parrots scare me. if they make some that look like roadrunners some day i may just die. i've actually commissioned art of a plague roadrunner raptorik for myself lol

Streaks

They're so fucking weird and plaguey!!! second most Species after the basilisks but they may take over if i'm feeling particularly edgy. also something I feel like would be my sona if i made one based on fr bestiaries. Also very Bright-Gender look at those long ass feathers. Show off.

Eyewings

A diva. An icon. An inspiration to all birds out there to get more angel-coded and add a bunch of random eyes to their design.

Dunerunners

HEMLOCK IN FLIGHT RISING CONFIRMED. you THOUGHT i wouldn't mention the roadrunners huh. they even have accurate zygodactyl claws. I love them so so much. I even get a normal colored one AND a tacky "look at me im neon" one. You'd think i've personally commissioned the staff for it. Only reason you can tell i haven't is that otherwise the neon one would be pink.

tbh i could go on and on and on if you do not know flight rising, i highly recommend going on their bestiary page and looking shit up randomly. there's so many good beasts. that's not even all the birds i had to cut some out so this post wouldn't just be all of them and me going Holy Shit Bird. there's bugs. there's lizards. there's a variety of weirdoes. i love the familiars in that game.

[maple-the-awesome]

You Sacrifice Yourself for Them Part 2/3

Part 1 || Part 3

Pairings: Four, Hyrule, & Warrior x GN Reader

Requested by anonymous: HIIIII OMG I JUST WANRED TO SAY i lovelovrloveloveeeee the way you write so much!!!!!!! ur recent loz post had me kicking and squealing in my sear hehehe T_T could i request a scenario with the chain in a situation where the reader sacrifices themselves to protect the boys? im imagining things begging the enemy to take them instead, protecting them from a hit or even something funny like taking the blame for a mistake they made!!! id love to see some angst from you!!!!! THANK U AND HAVE A GREAT WEEK!!!!!💖💖💖💖

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A surprise attack - that's what had awaited the group. They had their guards only slightly down, still keeping an ear for danger, yet that didn't do much to protect them from the onslaught of monsters who soon surrounded everybody faster than anyone could draw their swords.

It wasn't a huge deal at first, at least for ten seasoned heroes. They've been in troubling situations before, both during their own journeys and when together, so they all know how this sort of thing works, in fact some were even having fun with it, making a competition out of how many enemies they could each take down. Then everything went south - fast, too.

That troublesome lizard the Chain has been tracking for weeks - or has it been months now? - appeared without a sound onto the battlefield, going successfully unnoticed amongst the chaos as he creeped through the shadows waiting for an opportunity to strike. Everyone had gotten pretty spread out from each other, pushed apart by their enemies not that they took the time to notice nor worry. This meant the lizard could've realistically chosen anyone as his victim, it was dumb luck that his eyes landed upon Four who was finally beginning to break a sweat as he tried to one-up a Moblin.

Maybe a second passed between that Moblin disappearing into purple smoke and a blur entering his vision. All Four knew for certain was that he just barely blocked the lizard's sword which had been swung his way with such force that it knocked him off his feet. He's been knocked down before, though, and planned to fight without hesitation until -

"- GET AWAY FROM HIM!" It was you. Four didn't even realize you were so close and before he could object, you were engaged in your own little battle with that lizard, successfully drawing its attention away from your downed friend, however your efforts were not without cost. 

You got hurt. Bad, too (although Four would say any injury is horrid if felt upon your skin). You were thrown to the ground just like he had, the difference being you weren't as fortunate as to block the lizard's sword, rather taking a direct hit which sent you crumbling to your knees. Any other day, Four would've been amazed by your determination when you still tried to stand your ground with a wobble, but it was no time to be in awe of your skill. He doesn't doubt that if it wasn't for Warrior and Twilight taking on the lizard next, you wouldn't have won that battle you so desperately fought.

Now Four feels as if his breath is caught in his throat while he stands by, helplessly watching as Hyrule heals you. You're in better spirits than he thinks you should be, awake and alert, but winching in hissed breaths whenever moving too quickly. He can't help feeling responsible for this, cursing himself for not having seen that lizard earlier. If he had, he would've been able to hold his own ground better, giving you no reason as to rush in so suddenly. Of course, you have a different outlook on the situation:

"I hope you aren't kicking yourself too hard over there, Smithy," It's like you can read his mind - or perhaps you can just read his facial expression. You raise an eyebrow at him almost teasingly as if your tunic isn't stained in your own blood, "I was the one who decided to jump in, you didn't ask me to - and I'd do it again if it means you're safe, just so you know."

Four huffs from where he sits mere inches away from you. Simply happy to see you alive, he didn't have time to care about the fact that he’s been holding your hand nonstop since first getting you out of the fray which had been a good ten minutes ago, "Shouldn't I be the one saying that, not the other way around? What is this, the second time you've saved my butt?"

"I don't think you almost falling off a stool counts," You argue, but after a moment of thought, you give his hand a squeeze, your voice a bashful whisper, "...And who says we can't both say it, hmm? Both be willingly to protect each other with our lives?"

"Because then it would be contradictory - If I'm willing to die for you and you're willing to die for me, then we'd both die" 

"At least we'll still be together.”

Four frowns, but to your surprise, he proposes no argument. He instead nods eventually, squeezing your hand back as he looks off across camp in silent thought, “...I guess that’s logical. I’d just prefer we stay together in life, though.”

"You guys are sappy as hell."

"Shut up Legend."

You've had a well deserved afternoon of peace - at least the best you can probably wish for given the circumstances. You don't necessarily have a lot of scented soaps on hand or even access to a proper bath for that matter, and despite being near a town, you’ve been rationing your rupees since it’s slim pickings collecting them from only monster drops and those clay pots everyone fights over. Still, you did manage to sneak away from all the boys for some time alone, soaking in one of the nice little hot springs found around Death Mountain.

Still patting your hair with your now damp towel, you wander back into camp with dreams of a pleasant meal to finish your day with, after all this is Wild's universe, so you would think he'd know the area well enough to bless you all with something wonderful made from nearby resources. With this said, you're pretty surprised when your nose scrunches up in disgust upon a disastrous smell filling your nostrils. 

It doesn't take long to notice the source, having to push through a few bodies to discover what everyone is glaring at: a pot of bubbling soup of a color you hadn't realized could even exist...and a texture you wish you didn't know existed.

"What happened?" You whisper to Legend who's closest to you. He shrugs as if this sight isn't all that bad, although you're certain he's already thought of some excuse that can get him out of eating tonight.

"Hyrule messed with Wild's cooking again."

"How? Wild's been watching him like a hawk since the last time."

"He wasn't here. He came down to the shops to get some things and when we all walked back together, we found the food like this."

Oh yeah. You remember now. Having overlooked an ingredient for his soup, Wild decided to run down to Goron Town where the others had already gone for a quick supply run and to question locals about weird portals. Soon after he left, the Traveler promised to watch over camp while you went to check out the hot springs as you’ve been dying to do. During your excitement, it failed to cross your mind that he’d be left unattended with Wild’s half-finished food.

"What did you add?" Wild has a hand on his hip, the other holding a ladle that's pointed directly towards Hyrule's chest accusingly as the poor boy sinks into himself, trying to stumble out a response. 

This is far from the first time he’s messed with cooking despite everyone agreeing he should be banned from so much as touching a spoon, yet you can’t help feeling bad for the hero regardless of his bad habit in not keeping his curiosity under control. Hyrule did help you today. If it wasn’t for his kind offer to watch over camp on his own, you would’ve had to put off visiting the hot springs until the others camp back, drastically lowering your chances of being able to sneak away for some alone time. 

“I’m the one messed with the soup,” All eyes are suddenly on you, not a single one looking convinced, but you continue anyways, “You said that you thought it needed ‘a little something more’, so I figured I’d try to help with that. I didn’t expect my additions to cause such -...mildly repulsive results…I’m sorry, Wild. I’ll remake dinner tonight if you want.”

Wild narrows his eyes, humming in thought for a good few seconds before announcing, “I don’t believe you! But…”

He then turns on his heel, dramatically dipping his ladle into the soup. The quote-on-quote ‘liquid’ doesn’t drip back into the pot once he brings up a ladle-full, instead sticking to the utensil before flopping into the soup with a heavy ‘splash’, “...I might be able to fix it if I add more broth - but this is the last warning I’m going to give: the next time anyone tampers with my cooking, I’ll only be making food with a jar of goron spice added in from then on, you hear?!”

Everyone is quick to agree, although Hyrule shows some brief hesitation until you elbow him roughly in the side. At that point, he eagerly nods, giving Wild a little piece of mind as he tries to figure out how to fix this dinner ‘you’ve’ so cruelly ruined.

“...Thank you for that,” Hyrule whispers to you, bashfully joining you beside fire as you lean back and shrug casually, “I really owe you this time.”

“Eh, don’t mention it. I already owed you for allowing me a nice break,” You nod your head towards the path that leads to the hot springs before peeking open an eye and glaring at him, your voice suddenly stern which sends shivers down his spine, “But seriously, dude, do. not. touch. Wild’s cooking again. Forced to eat meals laced with goron spice is where I draw the line in my love towards you.”

“N-Noted.”

No matter how tightly he squeezes his eyes shut, all Warrior can see among the darkness is stars that seem to glow brighter whenever another wave of pain shoots through his nervous system. He'd like to say he's had worse, although this is truly in his top five - maybe even top three. He can't adjust his body without grinding his teeth, yet he tries anyways, digging the end of his sword into the ground and using it as support to get himself up, but each inch he moves is agony to his battered body.

The moblin - if he remembers correctly, it's from Sky's universe - follows the bloody trail that had been left behind after it had previously tossed Warrior, stalking closer to the downed hero who can only curse his luck. Of course something like this happens on his turn to patrol. He shouted for help not long ago, although given the distance he's gone from camp, it's fairly possible no one heard. Even with the moblin raising its spear, he finds himself more concerned with the others than himself, praying to Hylia they don't get ambushed like he had -

"- HEY! OVER HERE YOU OVERGROWN PIG!" The moblin pauses, forced to turn its entire body to see where the voice had come from. This allows Warrior to see around it, spotting you running towards them with your sword drawn. He might've been relieved at this point if not for quickly noticing the fact that you're completely alone.

"N-NO! Don -...DON'T!" Warrior tries his best to stand up and reach for his sword, however he immediately crumbles onto his knees, hissing in pain as his free hand hurries to cover his wounded side. 

You don't listen, although you most likely didn't even hear him, too busy going face-to-face with the moblin. It reacts to your charge by holding its shield out in front of itself, yet you take no issue in running right up it, stepping onto the top edge which you use to kick yourself into the air over the moblin's head. You successfully catch yourself on your feet behind and, before it can recover from this surprise, you attack, hitting the monster as many times as you can manage. 

It cries out and angrily swipes its spear towards you (while Warrior holds his breath in worry), but even then you're faster, swiftly leaping out of harm's way and slicing its side in return. The moblin huffs, raising its spear to throw, however it stalls, eyes rolling back into its head before blood loss finally overcomes it, causing it to crash into the ground with a loud 'THUD'.

"Warrior!" You take no time celebrating your victory, hurrying to your friend where you fall to your knees and immediately begin looking over his injuries. His tunic is soaked in crimson at this point particularly around his side, making it difficult to pinpoint the exact damage. You curse yourself for not having gotten here sooner even though you truly did run as quickly as your feet could carry you after hearing his distressed shouts for aid. Thank Hylia you happened to have been foraging not too far away. If you had stayed in camp with the others, you would've surely lost a beloved member of your group.

"Here. Stay still," You order, reaching into your pocket and uncorking a bottle you kept there. A pink glow is free to flutter out and to your friend, practically dancing over his wounds in careful work that brings instant comfort shown through his sigh.

"...Why'd you do that?" Warrior wonders aloud, earning a confused look from you.

"Would you rather me have dragged you back to camp for Hyrule -?"

"- I mean why did you take on that moblin like that? Alone no less."

You huff, taking offense despite knowing full well that he isn't insulting your skill. He’s just terrible at wording stuff (all Links are), "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to steal your thunder there. I was only thinking it would be better to save your dumb butt than to take my time personally gathering an army to collect your corpse afterwards.”

Warrior clicks his tongue, forcing his eyes away from you, "...I'm thankful, don't get me wrong, but it was still incredibly stupid...You could've gotten just as hurt as me..."

"Hypocrite," You huff under your breath, although he still hears and pouts as a result. Gently, you take his chin, directing him to face you again, "I get that you're a captain and all, thus you feel responsible for protecting others, but there's nothing wrong with admitting defeat and trusting someone else to take charge if necessary. Your ego isn't worth your life, after all, I’ll only mourn one of the two.”

Warrior blushes, trying to look anywhere except your eyes, yet you refuse to let him do so, too amused by his adorable embarrassment to let go of his chin right away.

"I...I suppose you're right."

"I always am."

"...I'll be sure to remember that from here on out."

[respectwomenjuice]

LISTENNNNN henry cavill may have been superman but i cannot have watched the witcher and not have the thought that he would make a perfect batman go through my mind. like????

-his geralt voice vs his regular voice is batman vs brucie

- built and looks good in black being angsty

[eclecticprincecollector]

The real lives of the great seven + my flower

Chaos

That is what it is, pure unadulterated chaos.

The cradle, the house my yuu grows up in, is full of it.

Whether it be Grimhilde chasing yuu to give her a bath, or Mary Elizabeth ( queen of hearts), depending on the day. ( they have a rooster)

You, my flower are naturally at the center of this chaos, getting front row seats to every inane argument, that these so called god tier mages get into.

Now, the conflicts in this household are divided into the following categories: The silent wars, the raging rows, the arson inducing kind and lastly the conflicts of your parents(7) vs you (yuu).

The silent wars occur only between the great seven when you were younger and include you in your teenage ' none of you get me' era.

Maleficent and Grimhilde are the ones most likely to he these types of conflicts, they last up to one week or so, with conversations like: " humph" "hmm" and you are like: " why is mama fighting with grandma" and Jafar is like sipping tea and saying " Fashion, dearest, fashion.".

Sometimes Jafar himself can have this with either one of the queens stated above.

The raging rows most obviously include Mary Elizabeth, usually with Ursula and Hades pitching in: " what do you mean i cAnT LEt fLoWer-" " I MEANT WHAT I SAID YOU USELESS TORCH LIGHT" " HOW DARE YOU VERTICALLY CHALLENGED MORTAL" sighing you ask "whose going to remind him all of you are immortal now.", "most certainly not me little fry" answered Ursula.

Ursula often instigates these occurrences, and sometimes even has a row of her own with Scar.

Speaking of him, he and Maleficent have a nasty habit of working out there...differences through elaborate, illeagal, ways. Arson being the most popular: "Hmm, only a dozen, my royal lizard you are losing at your own game." Gulping you say " Grandmas about to lose it." Indeed her eyes were slits at this point.

The last type of conflict, happens often as soon as puberty hits, you lot will be seeing more about it in future parts.

In conclusion when they aren't about to rip eachother apart on what you are wearing or doing or whats best for you or petty stuff in general, the g7 and you(yuu) are a lovely family.

Only dysfunctional 85% of the time.

Also, if you want to know who is called what and who calls you what, vote on it.

taglist

@twistedcece

Im not able to tag the other person who asked sorry ghosty.

Reblogs and likes are appreciated.

[ghostenluvs]

bits of personality details that might not make it into the episodes:

[most of these are from a headcannon generator I thought was accurate but some of them are my own]

Spencer

has fallen asleep at their desk while working in the middle of the night.

spence is aromantic.

spence's least favourite subject in school was Gym.

spence has punched a hole in their wall.

spence would wear Hello Kitty socks.

spence would listen to 80s music.

spence shops exclusively at thrift stores.

spence sleeps in until noon.

spence cringes at their middle school yearbook photos.

spence has one, very simple word that they cannot figure out how to pronounce. Its envy. He says it like en vai

spence does not know what sleep is.

spence is a theatre kid.

Is terrified of being a bad person and tries to overcompensate for it by doing lots of favours for people, if he’s helping he’s doing good right?

Desperate for meaningful connection.

Tabitha

Doll phobia

tabby is great with kids.

If the source media was a musical, tabby would be the one character that asks why everyone is singing.

tabby can play the piano.

tabby hates being alone.

tabby steals other people's clothes.

tabby would wear Hello Kitty socks.

tabby is not good with social cues.

tabby has a pet lizard.

tabby can beat you up and will. [if you hurt her pals]

tabby is asexual.

tabby is a dog person.

Awful liar.

extrovert.

Dexter

dex is constantly singing for no reason.

dex does intricate and expensive cosplays.

dex is smart but also very stupid.

dex had an emo phase.

dex tackles and wrestles people to show affection.

dex will go feral. Watch out. [eric better count his nonconcussed days]

dex is not allowed to drink energy drinks.

dex has a mary sue oc.

dex will remind others in the midst of chaos how good they're being.

Dex is eager to learn new types of math

dex tells dad jokes.

dex forgets to eat sometimes.

If dex likes someone, they will give them a pretty rock.

dex likes to sing at 4 in the morning. Their neighbors hate them.

dex knocks people over by hugging them.

Loves this one specific niche comic book series but cannot let people know he reads books.

Religious trauma.

Has a job and makes it his whole identity unless you drag him out of that mindset by the collar.

Juno

Can't sit still in a chair

Juno believes in ghosts and insists on trying to summon one at every sleepover.

Juno desperately needs a hug but doesn't know it and refuses to ask for one.

Juno cannot drive. [horses are afraid of them]

Pet hamster named azalea

Hates messes, cleans and tidies and erin condrens everything compulsively [their scanners get confused if it’s too cluttered and they hate not seeing things right.]

Sings like daft punk. Loves karaoke.

Will stare directly at your face to scan your facial expression, can’t read tones of voice well.

Knows flower language.

Loves prime numbers.

Scared of animals  because they don’t have data on their body language.

Double jointed everywhere.

Thinks of themself as sort of a living shield whenever their friends are in danger, they can be repaired. [this is a bad thing that will cause them harm].

Photographic memory.

Can’t eat, but loves pasta as a concept.

Laura

Smart but very stupid

Afraid of doctors

Has a nightlight

Cats

is very willing to eat inedible things.

Loves useless trinkets from friends.

Loves their friends deeply.

Can do a handstand 

Chessmaster extraordinair

AUTISM. NOT EVEN A SMALL AMOUNT. IT IS IMPERATIVE PEOPLE KNOW SHES ATISTIC. Theyre all autistic bc im autistic but i mean she’s extra autistic. Its important to her character.

Yk those gomez and morticia duos? Shes in one.

Will beat the crap out of you if you hurt her friends.

Loathes the government

Could very well have become batman if her tragic event had happened just a few years earlier.

Cass

Great artist

Board games

Lollipop theft when five, still guilty

Forgets to eat sometimes

Cries to disney movie stories

Terrified of rabbits

Hates winter.

Will sometimes go out while its raining and lay down in the grass and stare at the sky until it stops.

Impeccable immune system.

Puts flowers in her afro when she goes out to gather them.

Makes really good tea. [recipe from her grandma]

Absolutely terrified to hurt anyone or anything by accident bc her powers scared her as a kid. She will throw 24 bandaids and a whole cabinet of tylenol at you if she even bumps into you [hyperbole, but she really hates hurting things]

Type of person who would raise baby squirrels

Loves hot cocoa.

Zeph

Incredible spice tolerance

Fear of heights

Ur mom jokes.

Sleepwalked as a kid

Sings while magicing

Pet squirrel names charles.

If someone they knew commited a crime, zeph would cover for them.

zeph chews their nails when nervous.

Disaster bisexual.

canNOT have hair touching his neck he’ll scream.

always has a knife on them.

Invents energy drinks.

no respect for rich people. not even one molecule of respect.

sass for days.

would teach you how to cheese games at an arcade

full of energy, but not often loud.

[unhinged-popsocket]

Hi hello mutuals (and maybe also people who don't follow me back cause im stupid and forgor) time for me to bug you with my dumb ideas which may or may not come to fruition

Kinda have a strong urge to start a Minecraft SMP or otherwise a server of some sorts but have a severe lack of people who would be willing so here I am

I guess like this post/respond/DM me if interested or have any comments or ideas, then I'll figure out what to do next if there's enough interest

Secondary goal here if SMP doesn't work out is to just try to get together a group of people I can pull from for games that have a larger party size or need a bigger group (TableTop Sim, random web party games and such). So like, also respond if you'd wanna join in for that

I'll likely just be merging this into my already existing small semi-active friend Discord server so as to not make another one for possibly no real reason

Also if there is already a Discord or something with a bunch of you all do tell, wouldn't wanna double up on it

@s under the cut

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[naegi-the-lizard]

New Blog, New chaos

Obviously no nsfw because it's a lizard. It's mainly just for fun, yes it's a rp blog but in a goofy no serious way.

Asks will take longer because I'm drawing each time to improve my art skills and so I'm not repetitive by using the same images

Idea came from komaedalovemail

Anything that happens here isn't canon to the original because Im not stealing the lizard