#or even eating and drinking in eyesight of each other

[bestanimal]

Round 3 - Mammalia - Chiroptera

(Sources - 1, 2, 3, 4)

Our next order of mammals is Chiroptera, commonly called “bats.” Chiroptera is the second largest order of mammals after Rodentia. Bats comprise about 20% of all classified mammal species worldwide, with over 1,400 species. They are divided into the families Pteropodidae (“megabats”), Rhinopomatidae (“mouse-tailed bats”), Craseonycteridae (“Kitti's Hog-nosed Bat”), Megadermatidae (“false vampire bats”), Rhinonycteridae (“trident bats”), Hipposideridae (“Old World leaf-nosed bats”), Rhinolophidae (“horseshoe bats”), Nycteridae (“slit-faced bats”), Emballonuridae (“sac-winged bats” and “sheath-tailed bats”), Myzopodidae (“sucker-footed bats”), Mystacinidae (“New Zealand short-tailed bats”), Thyropteridae (“disk-winged bats”), Furipteridae (“Smoky Bat” and “Thumbless Bat”), Noctilionidae (“bulldog bats”), Mormoopidae (“ghost-faced bats”, “mustached bats”, and “naked-backed bats”), Phyllostomidae (“New World leaf-nosed bats”), Natalidae (“funnel-eared bats”), Molossidae (“free-tailed bats”), Miniopteridae (“long-fingered” and “bent-winged bats”), Cistugidae (“wing-gland bats”), and Vespertilionidae (“vesper bats”).

Bats are the only mammals capable of true and sustained flight, with their forelimbs adapted as wings. Their wings are a patagium of skin stretched between 4 fingers, with their thumbs pointing forward and supporting the leading edge of the wing. The wings of bats are much thinner and consist of more bones than the wings of birds, allowing bats to maneuver more accurately and fly with more lift and less drag. The surface of the wings is equipped with touch-sensitive receptors on small bumps called Merkel cells, also found on human fingertips. In bats, each of these bumps has a tiny hair in the center, making it even more sensitive and allowing the bat to detect and adapt to changing airflow. While bats are highly agile in the air, they can only crawl or drag themselves awkwardly across the ground, and most of their time not in the air is spent roosting upside down. However, a few species, such as the New Zealand Lesser Short-tailed Bat (Mystacina tuberculata) and the Common Vampire Bat (Desmodus rotundus) are able to walk or even run on all fours. Most bats are insectivores, and most of the rest are frugivores (fruit-eaters) or nectarivores (nectar-eaters). A few feed on vertebrates, such as the specialized blood-drinking vampire bats (subfamily Desmodontinae), the bird-hunting Greater Noctule Bat (Nyctalus lasiopterus), the fish-catching Greater Bulldog Bat (Noctilio leporinus), the frog-eating Fringe-lipped Bat (Trachops cirrhosus), and the Spectral Bat (Vampyrum spectrum) and Ghost Bat (Macroderma gigas) which sometimes feed on other bats. Carnivorous bats make use of echolocation for navigation and finding prey, while herbivorous bats use their more well-developed eyesight. Apart from the Arctic, the Antarctic and a few isolated oceanic islands, bats exist in almost every habitat on Earth.

Some bats lead solitary lives, while others live in colonies of millions. In some, the females live in groups while the males are solitary, or males and females will live in separate groups. Most species are polygynous, where males mate with multiple females. Some species are promiscuous, where both sexes mate with multiple partners. A few species form monogamous pairs. Female bats use a variety of strategies to control the timing of pregnancy and the birth of young, to make delivery coincide with maximum food ability and other ecological conditions. In most bat species, females carry and give birth to a single pup per litter. The young emerges rear-first, possibly to prevent the wings from getting tangled, and the female cradles it in her wing and tail membranes. In social species, females give birth and raise their young in maternity colonies and may assist each other in birthing. A few species also assist in suckling other mothers’ young. Most of the care for a bat pup comes from the mother, but in monogamous species, the father will also play a role in childcare.

The fragile skeletons of bats do not fossilize well, but Chiroptera is assumed to have arisen in the Eocene. The oldest known bat fossils include Archaeonycteris praecursor and Altaynycteris aurora (55–56 million years ago), both known only from isolated teeth. The oldest complete bat skeleton is Icaronycteris gunnelli (52 million years ago).

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The eyes of most carnivorous bat species are small and poorly developed, leading to poor visual acuity, but no species is truly blind. Microbats may use their vision for orientation and while travelling between their roosting grounds and feeding grounds, as echolocation is effective only over short distances. Some species can even detect ultraviolet (UV) light.

The smallest mammal in the world is the Kitti's Hog-nosed Bat (Craseonycteris thonglongyai), also known as the Bumblebee Bat (though the the Etruscan Shrew [Suncus etruscus] is smaller by body mass). An adult Kitti's Hog-nosed Bat is about 29 to 33 mm (1.1 to 1.3 in) in length and weighs around 2 g (0.071 oz).

On the other wing, the largest bat in the world is the Giant Golden-crowned Flying Fox (Acerodon jubatus) which can reach a weight of 1.6 kg (3.5 lb) and has a wingspan of 1.7 m (5 ft 7 in).

Bat dung is mined as guano from caves and used as a highly effective fertilizer due to the high content of nitrogen, phosphate, and potassium, all key nutrients essential for plant growth. Bat guano also contains fine particles of insect exoskeleton, which are largely composed of chitin. Chitin from insect exoskeletons is an essential compound needed by beneficial soil fungi, as chitin is a major component of fungal cell wall membranes. This fungi then improves soil fertility. However, unsustainable harvesting of bat guano may cause bats to abandon their roost. Many cave ecosystems are wholly dependent on bats to provide nutrients via their guano which supports bacteria, fungi, invertebrates, and vertebrates in the cave. The loss of bats from a cave can result in the extinction of species that rely on their guano.

The extinct bats Palaeochiropteryx tupaiodon and Hassianycteris kumari, both of which lived 48 million years ago, are the first fossil mammals whose colorations have been discovered. Both were reddish-brown.

The fastest flying bat, the Mexican Free-tailed Bat (Tadarida brasiliensis), can achieve a ground speed of 160 km/h (100 mph)!

Mexican Free-tailed Bats are one of the few species to "sing" like birds. Males sing to attract females.

Greater Bulldog Bats (Noctilio leporinus) “honk” to warn each other when they may be about to collide.

Carnivorous bats make use of magnetoreception, in that they have a high sensitivity to the Earth's magnetic field, like birds. These bats use a polarity-based compass, meaning that they differentiate North from South, unlike birds, which use the strength of the magnetic field to differentiate latitudes.

Scientists reported in January 2025 that they had discovered how some bats travel hundreds of miles in the spring to give birth in warmer temperatures: they surf storm fronts.

The Spotted Bat (Euderma maculatum) can travel as much as 38.5 km (24 mi) in one night in search of food.

Many species of plants depend on bats for seed dispersal. The Jamaican Fruit Bat (Artibeus jamaicensis) has been recorded carrying fruits weighing 3–14 g or even as much as 50 g.

Nectar-eating bats have acquired specialised adaptations. These bats possess long muzzles and long, extensible tongues covered in fine bristles that aid them in feeding on particular flowers and plants. These long, narrow tongues can reach deep into the long cup shape of some flowers. When the tongue retracts, it coils up inside the rib cage. The Tube-lipped Nectar Bat (Anoura fistulata) has the longest tongue of any mammal relative to its body size.

Around 500 species of flowering plant rely on bat pollination. Because of this, some of these flowers have adapted to only open their flowers at night.

Due to the specialized metabolism of Vampire Bats (subfamily Desmodontinae) they are highly susceptible to starvation if they fail to feed within 70 hours. To combat this, vampire bats engage in reciprocal altruism, and will feed each other by regurgitating blood. If a bat cannot find food two nights in a row, due to injury, illness, or simple unluckiness, one of its colony mates may feed it. Vampire bats who are more “popular” in the colony may be fed more often.

White-nose syndrome (WNS) is a fungal disease in North American bats which has resulted in the dramatic decrease of the bat population in the United States and Canada, killing millions and causing a 90% decline in some areas. The condition is named for a distinctive fungal growth of Pseudogymnoascus destructans around the muzzles and on the wings of hibernating bats. It is likely the fungus was brought to North America from Europe by cavers who didn’t wash their equipment. Bats in Europe seem to be resistant to the fungus. The Forest Service estimated in 2008 that the die-off from white-nose syndrome means that at least 2.4 million pounds (1.1 million kg or 1,100 tons) of insects will go uneaten, possibly leading to crop damage or having other economic impact.

It has been estimated that bats save the agricultural industry of the United States anywhere from $3.7 billion to $53 billion per year in pesticides and damage to crops. This also prevents the overuse of pesticides, which can pollute the surrounding environment, and may lead to resistance in future generations of insects.

Homosexual relations have been observed in the Bonin Flying Fox (Pteropus pselaphon) and the Indian Flying Fox (Pteropus medius).

The Christmas Island Pipistrelle (Pipistrellus murrayi) was declared extinct in 2009. This extinction was likely caused by introduced, invasive species such as Domestic Cats (Felis catus), Black Rats (Rattus rattus), Common Wolf Snakes (Lycodon capucinus), and Yellow Crazy Ants (Anoplolepis gracilipes). The bats could have also been poisoned by the insecticide Fipronil, used to control Yellow Crazy Ant Colonies.

In China, bats have been associated with happiness, joy, and good fortune. Five bats are used to symbolise the "Five Blessings": longevity, wealth, health, love of virtue, and peaceful death.

A new threat to bats has arisen in the form of bat taxidermy. Bat taxidermy, where bats are either mounted in glass, encased in resin, articulated as a skeleton, or simply stuffed, is growing in popularity as “quirky” decor. However, many sellers will claim to be ethical when they are not, and are actually catching and killing bats to meet the rising demand of this new market. In some cases, entire caves will be gassed so that the bat carcasses can be harvested by the thousands. Many of the bat species used for oddity decor are declining or even endangered. The transport of bat carcasses overseas has also been linked to the spread of disease.

[lilacella]

any thoughts on what prongsfoot would be like if they got to grow old together?

Ohhh fun!😊😊

This got a bit long and rambly and beware of mentions of old people dying (very peacefully after a long life!!).

send me prongsfoot asks

Well I definitely think they would have some sort of crazy crafts room in their house. It's probably a fixer-upper home anyways because these two old men love tinkering around on stuff! They would be the kind of weird, but adorable old gay couple in the village. Sirius would drive them around on his chopper, James would sit in the side-car, both wearing these old-timey goggle-helmet combinations (or maybe just James and Sirius has a normal one, I can't decide which version is funnier). Sirius would wear a leather vest that says "Hot Dog" on the back. James made that for their anniversary ages ago.

James is teaching the local Quidditch (or Football if it's a muggle au) team with great joy, eventhough his back doesn't allow him to play himself anymore, and Sirius will sometimes show up watching, eating his snack and be mildly amused but mostly enamoured by his husbands vigorous instructions and occasionally point him out to the watching parents beside him and say "That's my husband."

He's very proud of him.

Prongsfoot is in tune from the very beginning but by now they know each-other so well and are so firm in their routines as a couple that they have basically merged into one person. This may sound awful to many people but they are very happy!

They often stay awake til late at night and on clear nights they sit outside on their garden chairs, watching the stars. Everytime James will point to Sirius and say "Look Darling, there's yours!"

And everytime Sirius will smile fondly, take a sip of his drink of the night and say "I know."

James will then proceed to name all the stars for Sirius and Sirius will not look at where he's pointing at all - he knows the nightsky well enough, he'd rather watch the sparkle in James' eyes as he goes off about planetary constellations and the boundaries of the milkyway and about how he doesn't care about all that impressive and terrifying vastness out there because he's got his whole world down here with him, in his garden, in the chair beside him.

Then Sirius will call him a terrible sap and kiss him tenderly.

They'll spend sunny evenings counting each others wrinkles and grey hairs, take the mornings as easy and slow as they like - but sometimes one of them has a silly, but genius idea, and they have to get to it right now!

Then they will rush (with the bike of course) to the local university (or magical equivalent), storm the lab - they know them there already as respected elders - and experiment.

Sometimes it works first try. Sometimes they blow things up. And then try again until it works. At any rate, they are having a blast.

As they get older and grey hairs get replaced by white, James starts dreading climbing into the side car because of that one time he couldn't get back out and Sirius doesn't trust his eyesight enough to drive anymore anyways so they take the bus around town - going no defined place, just driving around eating sweets and watching the people and streets pass by. They pick out a nice spot at the local graveyard under a pretty tree. It's a double grave because no way they will let anything get between them even in death.

"You're not allowed to die first," Sirius will say and James will laugh.

"I would never do that to you! We already discussed this seventy years ago Sirius. We'll die in our sleep, at the same time. That's how it will go!"

Then they laugh, knowing that chances for that are slim and that eventually one of them will have to deal with the grief of loosing their soul mate. Neither of them wants to imagine that. It seems so impossible.

The nice spot on the graveyard spends many years waiting for them. Winters in which they watch the snow fall by the pond, Summers where they rest on the bed with the windows wide open, fingers barely touching. On one day in autumn, neither of them wakes up.

One of their friends from the village will come check on them later and find them holding eachother. They look peaceful. Just like they're sleeping.

In the end the universe let them keep their promise.

[dish-licker]

Cross posting this ValAngel thing I put on twitter. Tw for abusive relationship.

Valentino with memory issues from all the years of hard drugs. He forgets where he left his phone, why he summoned his assistant, what he likes to order at restaurants. When he forgets, he gets frustrated and lashes out.

So Angel keeps track of things for him. He makes a mental note of where Val puts his keys and remembers his favorite foods. In peaceful times, he does it out of love, to dispel the lost expression on Val’s face. When things are bad, he does it to avoid Val's temper tantrums.

But he walks a tightrope. If he’s too forward with his help, Val will take offense and lash out. So Angel flirts and flatters and makes Val think everything is his idea.

“I'm hungry,” Angel pouts cutely, because he’s noticed that Val hasn't eaten in hours and he always gets cranky when he's hungry. “Take me to that place I like?” It’s actually the place that Val likes, but this way he gets to feel like he's spoiling Angel. The strategy has worked well in the past. Valentino likes to feel magnanimous- as long as Angel is properly grateful, of course.

Val can't find his keys, so Angel surreptitiously sweeps them up from where he saw Val toss them earlier. He drops them onto the couch cushion nearby when Val is looking away. When he looks back, even with his poor eyesight, Val spots the keys. Crisis averted.

They get to the restaurant and slide into the booth. “Want me to read ya the menu?” Angel asks, and he knows it's a mistake when Val’s eyes narrow. He’s about to say that he can read the fucking menu himself, he's not blind, but Angel thinks fast.

He tilts his head and frowns down at the menu. “Hang on. Is this thing in French or somethin’? I can't read none of this.”

Val relaxes. “You're so stupid,” he says affectionately. “It's a good thing you're pretty.”

The menu is in Spanish, not French, and Angel knows it. But he mispronounces half the words as he reads them aloud so that Val can chuckle and correct him each time.

Val orders fajitas, so Angel gets the enchiladas that Val likes. When the order arrives, Angel takes a bite and moans with pleasure. “Soooo good. Try this, daddy.” He feeds Val a bite from his fork, and Val brightens immediately.

He tells Angel that it's just the way his grandma used to make them- a thing he's told Angel a dozen times already, but Angel doesn't remind him of that. He lets Val eat his food while he picks at Val’s abandoned fajitas.

They drink margaritas and cuddle in the booth, making fun of the waitress, gossiping about which of the restaurant’s other customers are hot enough to feature in Val’s movies.

Angel prides himself on being able to handle Valentino. He senses the slightest shifts in his moods, defuses his anger before it flares. This time, Angel navigated safely through the storm. Now he gets to enjoy Valentino at his flamboyant, affectionate best.

On days like this, it's easy to dismiss the days that didn't go well. When Angel missed a signal or failed to suppress an eyeroll, or snapped an “I know,” after Val told him the same anecdote for the hundredth time, only realizing his mistake when Val yanked him off his feet.

When Angel lets himself be flattered by the pet names that Val murmurs into his ear, when he bites his lip when Val gets handsy with him under the table, when the bad days are the farthest thing from his mind…Angel has to wonder which one of them actually has a bad memory.

[kat-creations]

Jax x mexican fem reader

He finds you accent funny( if you have one.) especially when you pronounce stores and other thing.

 He finds it funny when you don’t remember the name of something and you just say  agárra me el dese.(get me the thing) it makes him giggle a bit every time.

On the other hand, he does hate it whenever you take off your shoe and start hitting him with it. (He still doesn’t understand how a slipper or a shoe can become a lethal weapon in less than two seconds.)

He still doesn’t understand how you’re able to hit him perfectly on the head when he’s trying to run away from you before you hit him.( later on starts to ask you how to do it so you can hit other people from far away for a prank)

He loves it whenever you sing in your language either in front of the others, or even just by yourself in your room when you think no one is listening to you.( Not that he will ever tell you he dose)

He keeps your room key very close to him at all times in case he hears you start singing in your room by yourself so he can just come in and or peep through the door and listen to you sing.

I also find it fascinating on how many different ways you can dance just one song. Still doesn’t understand how you can move your feet so fast or so fluently especially your hips.

Almost ever fight the two of you have is just you getting pissed off of his jokes, and you cussing him out in Spanish, which were some reason Caine has not censored. Then him yelling at you saying “I don’t speak Taco Bell! “And then you just get pissed off and just start hitting him with your slippers/shoe.

He does love your cooking on the other hand not that he would actually tell you directly. Every now and then he’ll give a comment, saying it was good, or nice. Will eat through the pain of the spicy food. ( Will be drinking so much milk and water that he can find the moment he get out of you eyesight.)

Still doesn’t understand the nickname you call him by conejo morado.( purple bunny)

As a s/o

Loves it whenever you come to his defense and cuss whoever is bothering him. It warms is heart seeing you do that. You’re actually defending. He covered his face whenever you ask him if he’s OK since he’s blushing under the covered up part of his face with his hand.

Find that funny whenever something goes wrong on the dates that you make for the two of you.

Some of the stories about how you grow up and how your siblings active during parties in for piñata’s terrifying him.

Especially since he’s not a kid person. He could just imagine the horror trying to take care of kids that Literally run around and hit each other over candy that comes out of a piñata.( Wonders how you even survive that growing up)

Find the face smashing into birthday cake, tradition hilarious. Wants to try it on you until you told him the story where you literally gave your cousin a blackeye because of it.( things twice about ruining your birthdays now.)

Purposely does things to piss you off just so you can cause I’m out in Spanish he just stays there and looks at you with a smirk, face and flirts with you more to get your even more pissed off try to run away afterward, but gets hit in the head with a slipper.

Absolutely adores it  whenever you make  pan dulce (Mexican sweet breed.) Hid favorite is conchas, galletas, cono, y poquito with some coffee in the morning.

Finds the stories, you tell him about cookouts, funny and entertaining, especially on long and boring days that he has or when you tell him that someone got into a fight.

Both of you start drama and problems for the others. Then watch it on falls on the sidelines. 

Is always impressed on how fast you can run whenever someone gets abstracted. ( like he’s a rabbit and he can run pretty fast, but damn, can you out run him any day)

Hates it whenever you start the cleaning ritual every Sunday or what you believe. It’s a Sunday.(especially when you start singing and blasting music out of nowhere, or when you go into his room, even though he had all the keys and other ways to get into his room.) Its his nightmare

[angrytomatto]

Summary of random facts about Merman because I'm bore (probably will update with time)

We talk about this in a discord server and I just want to leave it here in case I forget

(Every fact here is based of what has been said in game, fan theories aren't canonically facts in this list) Last update: December 2023

(This list probably contain spoilers)

Not only they learn how to walk with legs, but also how to swim in human form (Stitch Event)

It takes them time get used to breathe air properly, walking their first steps feel heavy and painful and some of them still feel uncomfortable in clothes (Floyd's Beans Camo story / Jade's School Uniform voice lines)

The black carriage that picks them up to go to NRC is an amphibious magic coach (Floyd's Ceremonial Robes voice line)

Merfolks and Humans are aware of each other but is extremely rare to encounter an actual merman on land (Magicam Monsters event)

They aren't afraid of each other anymore, since Ariel married Erik merfolks commonly come and go from land to sea(Some adults even own some stores on the shores) (Floyd's Beach Wear story)

The institution or land boot camp that train merfolks to became humans was founded canonically by Ariel. They need at least one month there to get used to their new body and how to eat our food correctly. Deep under water they only eat raw meat (Floyd's Beans Camo story / Jade's School Uniform story)

In there also teach them about the fauna on land by taking them to the zoo (Floyd Platinum Jacket story)

Merfolks also have passports once they live in human society (Floyd Platinum Jacket story)

They can turn into their true form willingly (Book 3 / Book 4 / Azul's Ceremonial Robes story / Vargas Camp event / Magicam Monsters event)

However they drink potions to keep their human form. Those are really expensive and if they forget to drink it in time they turn back into merman really slowly (Book 6 Riddle and Azul's tower)

The potion itself is paid by the school and currently they drink an experimental version that allows them to keep their human form for a week or two instead of a couple of days. And it taste awful (Book 6 Riddle and Azul's tower)

None of them have good eyesight: Azul mainly use only one par of glasses because it helps with the ''Business Style'' he's aiming for, and even if he can see pretty well without them the lenses are prescript just as his lab glasses (Trey's Halloween Dress story / Azul's Lab Coat voice lines) Jade roam around the school at night because he feel at ease in the dark (Ruggie's School Uniform story) Floyd is always amused of bright colored things because they looked really dark under the sea (Floyd's lab coat story)

Their skin in human form is really smooth. That's because they are cover by slime in their true form that keep their skin moist and soft (Azul's Ceremonial Robes story)

Octopuses are a pretty exotic race even between merfolks, they are way bigger that the common merman. They are slow, so they are usually targeted by predators but they also are brutally strong and are able to manipulate all their limbs freely (Book 3 / Book 4 / Book 6 / Happy Beans event / Vargas Camp / Azul's Beach Wear voice lines)

Halloween under water have very ominous and respectful traditions, way opposite that Halloween on land. There's haunted ships with ghost that lost their lives drowned, so they play music to calm their sorrows and loneliness. There's many pirate ghosts wandering on rotten ships that could actually harm young merfolks if they are not careful enough (Jade's Halloween Dress story / Floyd's Halloween Dress story)

The Coral Sea is a really small community and merfolks don't hesitate to eat each other in order to survive (Many hints said by the octatrio to mention here. And yes, Floyd WILL eat any student if he have to (Azul's Beach Wear voice lines))

They live under a Monarchy and the current prince is called Rielle. Is implied that the prince assist in the same elementary school that Azul, Jade and Floyd (Book 3) **( The 14 one doesn't mention all the times the tweels bully Azul by calling him slow because I will lost count) ______________ That's it for now, I will add more eventually but this ones are the ones I can remember now, feel free to tell me what did I miss~

[calciumcryptid]

what would the we are couples be like during heats/ruts?

Anon, you just asked a magic question. General warning for the omegaverse and the questionable consent inherent to heats and ruts along with the even more obvious smut talk.

We Are Omegaverse: Heat and Ruts

PHUMPEEM

Dynamic: Alpha Peem/Omega Phum

Peem knows he is close to his rut when he wakes up exhausted. He is calm and relaxed in his daily life but he is bone dead when he enters pre-rut. The twenty-four hours before his rut are spent sleeping with a single text to whoever is closest (his parents, his Aunt Pui, Q, and eventually Phum). He has to have other people do the necessary preparations because his alpha instincts don't want to leave his den. The next time he wakes up it is rut time.

Predictably, Peem is full of energy during his rut. His body has stockpiled, and he wakes up bursting with energy and desire. His rut is the most energetic Peem ever is, and Phum was taken aback when he experienced it for the first time. The sex is rough, seemingly never-ending, and Phum has to incorporate eating and drinking into the foreplay for Peem to do it. When they are connected by Peem's knot, Peem naps on Phum and while it is uncomfortable Phum can't find himself angry as he watches his mate sleep.

At the end, Peem passes out for another twenty-four hours before he is back to his regular self.

Phum knows he is close to his heat when his body itches upon not having Peem in his eyesight. He is clingy, territorial, ridiculously so and won't let Peem leave their den, leave their nest. He pads after Peem like a lost puppy as Peem prepares them food and water and calls time off work, reaching for him and wrapping himself around. Peem can't get on the phone with Toey and Pun, because while Phum knows they have mates of their own they are still omegas and his pre-heat brain views them as reproductive threats. Once Peem has stalked their fridge, Phum drags him back to their nest and scent him until his coastal scent has vanished under vanilla and roses.

During his heat, Phum has lost his vocabulary. He lets out whimpers, whines, and other lewd sounds that drive Peem mad. It would send Peem into overdrive, but Phum is dominant while in heat. Riding has always been Phum's favorite sex position, but Phum's omega instincts utilize it a ridiculous amount as he uses Peem as his personal dildo. Peem has tried to flip their positions before, but Phum is stubborn and fought back like he did the first day they met. Ultimately, it doesn't matter as Peem gets to watch Phum's eyes glaze over and his face flush in real time.

At the end, Peem draws Phum a bath and washes him. He says Phum's thighs wouldn't hurt if he let Peem take charge, which only earns him a splash in return.

In the times they sync up, they've matched each other step for step pace for pace as they fuck around their den never a step apart. Their nest turns into a warzone as they fight for domination, and only then does Peem has the strength to hold Phum down and fuck him into the quivering shivering mess like he does in their regular sex life.

QTOEY

Dynamic: Alpha Q/Omega Toey

In case you weren't here for my initial Omegaverse headcanon post, I stated my own interpretation of the Omegaverse respects aromantic and asexual identities. Biology will not give aromantic people a scent, nor will they enforce heat/ruts on an asexual person. In case you aren't here for my entire We Are experience, I interpret Q as demiromantic and Toey as demisexual. Demi identities are a little more complex, but still respected. Essentially, a demiromantic person will obtain a scent after they become romantically attracted to someone and a demisexual person will obtain a heat/rut cycle when they become sexually attracted to someone. When the demi person falls out of romantic/sexual attraction those traits will shut off.

Something I did not mention was demisexuals have longer gaps between their heats/ruts. In typical Omegaverse, heats/ruts are meant to occur similar to periods in they happen in a cycle. Fortunately, I don't believe they are meant to happen as often as periods but in my interpretation of the Omegaverse they occur roughly every three to four months so four to three times a year. A demisexual person will experience them every six to nine months so two to one times a year.

That wasn't really relevant, I just had to lore dump. Anyways-

When it comes to his rut, Q is odd. Media will try to tell people all alphas and omegas lose their sense when they enter their cycles, but it simply isn't true. Unlike Peem, Q is conscious during his rut. He didn't have a scent for about two decades of his life, so no one noticed he was in a constant state of arousal. For Q, it was a week off with awkward boners so he would hole up in his place with the occasional masturbation. He prefers to spend it alone anyways.

Q knows he is close to his rut when he gets affectionate. He gets affectionate, not clingy, an important distinction to make as he doesn't latch onto someone like an overly cuddly octopus. Instead, he does touch and compliment his friends a little more, and he doesn't shrug off affection, even plays along, as he transitions into his rut. As mentioned, he spends the week off painting with occasional masturbation sessions.

Then Toey entered his life, and Toey is a little scared to spend Q's rut together. This is reasonable. Toey is an omega, and he has heard the horror stories about alpha ruts. However, Q spends the entire first day of his rut eating Toey out, coming untouched. They aren't limited to the nest, spending a few rounds in the bathtub, and by the time Q has knotted Toey for the first time Toey is relaxed and blissed out.

By the time it is all over, Q snuggles close to Toey and naps.

On the contrary, Toey's first heat was a bit of a disaster. While his omega instincts guided him to safety it was an embarrassing time so he doesn't know what he is like before heat. It turns out, pre-heat Toey is similar to drunk Toey in the way he gets sleepy. Unlike Peem, who is dead to the world from exhaustion, Toey is cuddly and slightly delirious. He curls around Q like an overly affectionate octopus, and Q strokes his hair as he falls asleep to preserves energy. At least, that is what Q assumes Toey is sleepy for.

In their usual sex life, Toey is a pillow princess. However, a Toey in heat becomes a pillow queen. He doesn't want to do anything and gets fussy when Q doesn't tend to his every need. Toey is embarrassed when it is all over, but Q finds him adorable. In an odd way, it reminds Q of the days before they got together where Toey would beg Q to teach him art and bait the alpha into touching him. Toey may not be able to say anything more than 'alpha' and 'more' but Q will give him whatever he wants with care and dirty talk.

After it is all over, Toey goes back to being an octopus. Q is right, the next time Toey wakes up he is immensely embarrassed.

They don't sync up often, but when they do it is soft. Q wants to take care of Toey, and Toey wants to be taken care of.

TANFANG

Dynamic: Alpha Tan/Alpha Fang

Fang didn't know it was possible, but Tan becomes even more affectionate when he enters his pre-rut. Correction, Tan is the one who is an octopus as he latches onto Fang and refuses to let him go. Fang has to convince Tan to bring them their phones so he may make the necessary arrangements for his rut. Fortunately, Tan is willing to do anything and everything when it comes to other preparations as long as Fang doesn't take a step from their bed.

When the time comes, Tan is a mix between Peem and Q. He is rough, the way both him and Fang like it, but he wants to take care of Fang for better or for worse. Fang doesn't need Tan's rough tongue rimming him, but he knows he needs more preparation as his body doesn't produce it naturally like an omega. Tan marks Fang up, and the first time they spend a rut together Fang walks out looking mauled. Afterwards, Fang incorporates a muzzle into Tan's ruts until he is ready to receive the mating bite. Tan doesn't care. A rut spent with Fang is a rut worth spending.

Afterwards, Tan continues to be overly affectionate. He sees how long he can go with it before Fang stops believing he is under the influence of rut. His record is forty-eight hours.

In a twist of fate, Fang becomes clingy and territorial in his pre-rut too. He doesn't allow Tan to leave their bed, he holds him down, similar insecurities he shares with his younger brother brought to the forefront and tripled by the fact he lays with another alpha rather than omega like his parents society demands. He needs Tan with him, so Tan makes the necessary arrangements from their bed.

When rut hits, Fang is all over Tan. Tan likes to mark Fang up, but Fang needs to mark Tan up until there is no part of him not covered in bites or claw marks. It is rough between them, the pain a reminder they are there together, and in another twist of fate Fang is the one to bite Tan. He is constantly biting Tan, drawing blood, renewing their connection every moment he can. It is a miracle neither of them have died from blood loss.

Afterwards, Fang is pleased. He is immensely pleased. There is a level of possessiveness in the omegaverse, and Fang and Tan have it in spades about the other but a small manageable amount.

The times they sync up, well, their sheets are stained red and they are wrapped up in the peaceful bliss they found in each other.

CHAINPUN

Dynamic: Beta Chain/Omega Pun

Betas don't have heats and ruts. They are normal people with one note scents who are expected to keep the world running while disregarded in favor of their alpha and omega peers. In many ways, Chain can't keep up with the stamina and energy demanded of Pun's heats, but he is going to try.

It helps Pun is snugly and affectionate before his heat. He is like this always, affectionate towards his friends and always touching Chain. The two were married/mated before their official marriage/mateship. However, since Pun has no distinct change between his regular behavior and his heat he does this fun thing where he doesn't set time before he enters it aside to prepare for the time off. To be fair, he is around Chain ninety-nine percent of the time and when he isn't he is around his friends so he is never in danger. It gives Chain a heart attack regardless as he rushes Pun back to his nest.

Honestly, Pun's personality never really changes. At most, he comes across as slightly drunk, sometimes high, but he is safe in his nest by the time pheromones cloud his judgement. Though, the first time he spent his heat with Chain he was in stunned awe similar to the way he reacted to their first kiss. He couldn't believe Chain was there, in his nest, rather than outside his door only bringing him water and food and ensuring he take care of himself. Of course, this is before he lunges at Chain overwhelmed by desire. It is all blurred, but Chain takes care of Pun like he always does and Pun is content.

This won't be controversial, ChainPun exchange bite marks the first heat after they get together. With the way they reacted and acted, those two were the first to get married too.

MICKMATT

Dynamic: Alpha Mick/Beta Matthew (Matt)

When Mick enters his rut, he is similar to Q. Mick is completely conscious for it, which is something he emphasizes to Matt. Matt, a beta, would probably be under the impression Mick would lose his sense like it is portrayed in the media. This would reassure Matt, as misinformation would cause him to believe Mick would see a beta beside him and reject him in favor of a random omega.

I am still torn on how I imagine Mick and Matt's sex life would be, whether it would be tender or rough. Regardless to me, MickMatt are the couple who have the most fun during their sex life (not to say the others don't but MIckMatt hits different for me) so Mick's rut would be no different. They would laugh through their mistakes, and cheer through their successes.

BONUS: BEER

Dynamic: Alpha Beer

There isn't much to say about Beer since I waver on him, but I imagine he is like Q and Mick in the fact he is conscious for his rut. I imagine him as a caring lover too, but still fairly rough.

[shyvien]

Here are 100 random quotes from Asmodeus!

Sourced from the OM! Wiki, chats, devilgram, screenshots I found, etc. I made this list to help with studying to write the characters in character. (Not really proofread, sorry if there are mistakes. Also, there may be spoilers. If so, they're minor spoilers)

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“Oh, my ♡ MC, you little minx! Are you trying to show off my lovely legs to the entire Devildom?”

“But the question is whether you really mean what you say. Maybe if I reach in, pull out your heart, tear it open, and have a look inside I'd know for sure?”

“Then let's stay like this. Mm... Your neck feels soft, MC…”

“I can't believe you would actually imply I was a pervert! I only wanted to give MC something pleasant to look at.”

“Anyway MC, why don't you go ahead and take off your clothes so the two of us can enjoy a nice bath together.”

“Asmo's special cutie-pie kiss! Mwah ♡”

“But now I feel alive again, sitting in here with you drinking nice, warm cocoa.”

“Yoo-hoo, little ghosties ♡ Go on, feast your eyes upon me..!”

“Ugh, it's so dark in here! I can't take it... It's just so EXCITING!”

“You must be curious to know just how wonderful a punishment can be...”

“I'd have to say I'm most afraid of... me!”

“Since you're so adorable, I'll lock you up in my own little love jail so you'll be all mine ♡ So, don't be shy. Come here, Darling.”

“Oh, be careful around my ankles, would you? Too much pressure will ruin my perfect legs.”

“I'm hopeless at this kind of stuff since I've never lifted anything heavier than a facial massager.”

“To be honest, I was hoping to drive you mad with desire! That was my eventual goal, at least...”

“Hehe. Can't move? Aww, look how good you're being! Now, you stay just like that, okay...”

“In other words, I want you to be my plaything from now on, so I'm never bored ♡”

“Ugh, I'm so dizzy..! MC’s the only one who can save frail little Princess Asmo!”

“Oh, while we're at it why not take a video? For your exclusive viewing pleasure, of course ♡”

“I mean, I suppose I could put on a little show for you...but it won't be cheap.”

“..What? Are you stupid? Is your eyesight just that bad? Do those eyes of yours even work, or are they just there for decoration?”

“You want to do whatever you can to make me happy, because I'm worth it.”

“Hehe, now look what I've done. I got so excited that I pushed you down onto your back! Sorry!”

“Help, MC! There's a demon staring at me like he's gonna eat me!”

“And that means something coming from someone as ridiculously beautiful as me. I don't really say it to anyone other than you, you know?”

“I mean, I'm adorable. Doesn't it just tickle your protective instincts?”

“You're so cute. When I look at you, I can tell what's going through your head, even if you don't actually say it. That's right.”

“I'm sorry for being so beautiful that even confinement suits me! Then again, I always knew I was fated to be the captive damsel in distress...”

“Like, first I imagine a beautiful man and a beautiful woman. And then I picture us doing ALL sorts of naughty things to each other!”

“And then they had to do the walk of shame! ♡”

“Oh, you might be right! The runny makeup look can be kind of sexy!”

“I'll go ahead and watch you. Just in case you have any trouble changing clothes.”

“Hmmm? Like what? Mammon, you'd better get your mind out of the gutter ♡”

“I mean, here I am, right next to you, still wet from my bath. You really don't feel anything?”

“I guess that means I'M GOING TO HAVE TO KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU...!”

“Ugh, I'm ready to die of boredom! So, come on! Dance for me. I can't wait to see what you can do!”

“That's our sexy Solomon ♡ See, I knew you could do it if you tried!”

“Really, you're just flowers. Listen to you bragging about how beautiful you are...it's kind of embarrassing.”

“Ooh, are you trying to figure out where WE should go on a romantic getaway?! Aw, muffin! You don't need to beat around the bush for that kind of thing! You can be honest!”

“Huh? You're my little dove from earlier, aren't you? MC, was it?”

“That's probably my pheromones ♡”

“You're the best, MC! Your dazzling smile has the power to woo every demon in the Devildom ♡”

“Whaaat, you're still alive? Well that's boring...”

“But first, I want you to know exactly what it is that threatens to rend a delicate heart such as mine to ribbons. So be sure to pay attention, love. Nothing makes me angrier than being ignored. Truly.”

“All of the eyes are on me, I charmed all of them! Just look at me! It's a sin to be this perfect!”

“Mmmfm… gonna take everyone prisoner… mm...”

“When I first heard that we'd be shooting each other with squirt guns and getting wet, I found the whole thing kind of stupid. But it also involved coming up with plans to drive your opponents into a corner and anticipating their moves... which I found pretty enjoyable.”

“If I were like Lord Diavolo, I could have any demon or human I wanted.”

“Aaaah, this is where I belong. Sitting on a throne!”

“Surely, tempting humans is what demons are all about?”

“And next time, you're welcome to be even bolder. I want your scent all over my clothes.”

“Oh my gosh! Even from behind, I am such a snack!”

“Ooh, I know exactly what you mean! It's like, you can't help but want to lie down together on a bed or a sofa and do all sorts of naughty things-“

“Butlers, you see...their services extend into the night, as well.”

“Aaah, I've never tried rope play before, but I think I like it ♡”

“That's a rather...traditional approach. I would've just seduced him.”

“There's just something nice about being completely overpowered and brought to submission like that, you know?!”

“Right now, I'm totally hooked on this exercise where I blow up balloons to strengthen my facial muscles. Do you wanna give it a try?”

“Filth? You should know that eroticism is a valid form of art.”

“I mean, I wrapped him in chains like you said, but l've got such soft, beautiful, tender hands. They aren't suited for such a rough job. Really, you should've known that…”

“Hehe. Lies are like accessories, hun.”

“But, I'd sure feel better if you came and comforted me. I mean, I'm aaaaall alone in my room right now. If you don't come over, I'll probably start crying on account of how lonely I am.”

“Let's meet in my room when the party is over. We can have our very own Valentine's Day afterparty, just the two of us ♡”

“I'm in desperate need of stimulation to my senses!”

“To think that even Mister Stiff and Serious Angel here is feeling his heart skip a beat...I love it! ♡”

“What the movie lacks is sexiness! Shall we add more revealing scenes, like me in a swimsuit?”

“...Ummm, is this some sort of joke? You look like a chicken in heat.”

“Oh, but with you it's different, MC! I only want to do your nails as an excuse to flirt ♡”

“Oh, how exciting! Better get back snug under the covers and wait for my impending arousal ♡”

“Yes, I do. I love butts!”

“It would be ideal if we were both au naturel, honestly...”

“Ahh, I feel so graceful when i'm shooting ♡”

“I left a dying message with lipstick, so you better catch the culprit!”

“Guess I'll just have to come over and shake things up for you ♪”

“See, I just knew you'd say that! Because we're obviously an extra-compatible super couple!”

“I'd love to. I'll make you look so good, you'll be drooling over yourself.”

“..No one will know if I take a single muffin, right? I'll just grab one while they're not looking. Yoink! ♡”

“Oh yeah, Satan is totally the type to start with the tongue first!”

“Look out, or I'll tear you to bits with my sharp claws!”

“Apologize? Me? I'm sorry, but I'm not quite sure why you'd want me to do that. I mean, true, I suppose an entire country was destroyed in the end, but how could I have known that would happen, hm?”

“Drastic times call for drastic measures. Step aside, boys my sexy dance is about to begin...!”

“Hehe. Trying to butter me up, are you? Tell me, what are you hoping will happen when you succeed?”

“I'm the life of the party. The eye candy, the one who makes everyone else feel better. I need to work hard, too...for the sake of my brothers!”

“Now, now, I may not be as quick to anger as the Lord of Fools, but still. If you don't do what I say, I might have to punish you…”

“By the way, your costume was really cute, MC. Just thinking about it makes my heart go pitter-patter!”

“And now I'm a demon. Which means I could charm any sorcerer, no matter how evil! I'll have him dancing in the palm of my hand!”

“Oh Solomon, THANK YOU! You're so amazing I think I'm going to swoon! I love you..!”

“A scolding? Ooh, I wouldn't mind being scolded by you, sweetie ♡”

“FYI: It's super obvious what's running through your dirty little mind right now, Mammon…”

“Brother dearest ♡ I'm sooooo thirsty! Could you get me some blood, please and thanks? ♡”

“My charm is the greatest weapon of all! I'll steal your hearts right where you stand ♡”

“Ooh, MC, are you on Devilgram and Fab Snap? Because we totally need to friend each other!”

“I mean, I suppose I could put on a little show for you… but it won't be cheap, you know? Also, I charge extra for pictures and touching.”

“Nuh-uh. I'll be the one to win that right! Prepare to be slain in style, everyone ♡”

“I'm actually quite exhausted. So, I was thinking you could hold me in your arms for a little while so I can recharge ♡”

“If you want to experience this exfoliating paradise with me, don't hesitate to join in ♪ You know I always have an open-door policy in effect for you, love ♡”

“If both of us are charging, there's going to be sparks”

“I need you to put some cream on my back for me ♡ Yes, a backrub and nothing more. If you, on the other hand, are looking for a happy ending, I'm more than ready, my dear ♡”

“Oh, is my little MC scared? Come cling to my bosom, darling. I'll make you feel aaaall better ♡”

“I'm actually going out soon, and this fastener is giving me so much trouble. I can't get it up by myself. It could really use a good tug ♪ I should mention that my back is extremely sensitive. The slightest touch, and...well let's just say it will be hard to hold back. So sorry if I get you too excited ♡”

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Number 100 is my favourite, literally makes me blush

I will be doing a part 2 for Asmo, he is just so chaotic and lovely!

𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

𝒮𝒽𝓎 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇 ༝༚༝༚

[laughingjackwife]

Ticci toby headcanons

From my creepypasta alternate Au :

18+ minors do not interact :

Trigger warning:

This post content:

Death, abuse, murder, self-harm, mental disorders, physical disorders, angst, and more serious topics. If y’all can't handle these serious topics then don't read. Your mental health matters. Love Lilith ��

Toby is very respectful towards Wemon as long as they are respectful to him. This is due to his past life, living with his mother and his d older Lyra and his desire to be nothing like his father.

Toby is a feminist. He believes in equal rights between both males and females.

Toby wear a muzzle instead of a mouthguard.

Toby has self-harm scars on his arms. He used to sh when he was a kid trying to feel pain.

Toby is 26 years old.

Toby has a staring problem. He stares at people he finds interesting or attractive. He doesn't it’s creepy or weird.

Toby fluent language is German on his mother side however he can still speak English on his father. In my Au.

Toby collects things he finds interesting while on missions. Rocks, seashells, books, jackets, axes and metal.

Toby dislike waffles, he hates the richer and pastry favors of them. If someone gives him waffles, he will give them away to someone else.

Toby mental and physical disorders are schizophrenia, Tourette syndrome, ptsd, amnesia, bipolar and ADHA.

Toby has a picture of his mother and his older sister lyra in his wallet. He cut out his father.

Toby father abuses him, physically, emotionally, mentally, verbally, and sexually. His father also abuse his mother and his older sister Lyra, however only physically and emotionally. He takes the full abuse to protect his mother and his older sister Lyra. During his father intoxicated episodes. He was still bullying as a kid in my Au, I am still keeping his cannon story but with a twist.

Toby refuses to drink alcohol, even when he alone. He’s afraid he’ll be like his father when intoxicated.

Toby has a toned lean muscular ectomorph body type. He doesn't show any of his muscular, making people underneath him. Due to him only wearing hoodies, pants, and baggy long-sleeved shirts. To hide his past self harm scars and physical abuse scars. He dislikes his body due to the past sexual abuse from his father.

Toby eyesight is poor but he can see. His goggles have perspiration lenses in them. His eyesight is poor due to the fire incident after he murdered his abusive father, when slender man save him.

Toby is asexual.

Toby friends are Jeff the killer, laughing Jack Ben drowned, Sally William, Kate the Chaser, Jason the Toymaker, fokushi aka and Cose al payaso aseino.

Toby enemies are, masky, hoodie, sexual offender man, and abusers.

Toby goes through food fazes, he will only eats one type of meals for the weeks and then hate it afterwords.

In the slender man mansion, Toby shares a bedroom with his bestie Fokushi aka. He will sleep in the same bed as her because he has nightmares. Of his past life with his abusive father and his older sister Lyra death. He can't sleep alone due to this reason. Only Fokushi aka can calm him down during his nightmare episodes.

Fokushi aka is Toby favorite person, both of them have an older brother and younger sister relationship. He is obsessed with her, without her beside him, he will have mood swing episodes. Foukushi aka is a source for his happiness. Due to his bpd.

Masky and Toby have a rocky relationship. Both males are rivals, not friends. Toby and masky having such a deadly rivalry, that both males almost kill each other every days. Masky makes fun of Toby because of his speech impediment whilst Toby make fun of masky amnesia. Toby makes fun of Masky because the same person who cause the car accident and his older sister Lyra death. Was masky uncle, Toby blame masky and his family for his older sister Lyra death.

After Toby older sister Lyra death, he tried to commit suicide 20 times but failed.

Toby favorite music is 80s rock and 90s mental.

Toby is a great writer, however he has to write fast due to his Tourette will get in his way. He likes to write poems to his friends.

Toby mother is still alive and well. His mother lives in Alabama on a farm. He visited her from time to time but not for long due to missions.

Toby is very reckless on missions, he doesn't care about the aftermath. It always ends up with him getting hurt a lot.

Toby is a animal lover, he loves animals. Especially cats and dogs he himself is a cat father towards grinny cat.

Toby is an extrovert.

[isara0408]

Another science club AU cuz why not lol

Roommates!ScienceClub AU

The five are attending a university (not Akademi) to continue their studies while also working in their fields.

They all live in a house with five bedrooms, three bathrooms, a huge kitchen, and a big living room. It is close to their school campus, which is a good thing. It also does have a huge laboratory underground.

They all pay rent. They divide the rent and bring the money together once they all have it.

They have robots that clean their house instead of themselves. They're busy with their jobs and homework from their university.

Yaku is the peacemaker in the house. The one to stop fights when they start between the others.

Yaku is the cook, lol. He makes the food for all of them to eat. He even goes grocery shopping by himself or brings one of the members with him. (Mostly Meka, or Horo, or both.)

The five have days where they hang out together at home or out in the streets. It's a day of relaxation.

Whenever they go out, they go to the bar to enjoy themselves. The one who ends up drunk is Horo. The one who is most sober is probably Kaga. He knows the damage alcohol can make in someone's body, so he wouldn't want to drink. Oh, and Yaku, too.

Whenever Yaku does cook food ( breakfast, lunch, and dinner), each of the members eats differently. For example:

Yaku eats it normally like any other person but never eats junk food unless there's nothing else to eat and the only option.

Meka only eats foods that come from animes, or foods are sponsored by animes (This is canon, I believe). She enjoys the food (unless she has a project due then, she'll eat it quick)

Homu eats it quickly. She doesn't care. She wants food that can eat quickly so she can move on with her day. (I imagine her shoving the food in her mouth, but like neatly )

Horo enjoys his time with food. (Unless there's a project due) but overall, he does enjoy the food Yaku makes.

Kaga doesn't really eat much because of his eating disorder (Headcanon). They all know that Kaga has an eating disorder, and his interest in eating is non-existent. Yaku makes small portions of foods for Kaga to eat, knowing that he'll most likely going to leave it on the table. Either that, or Yaku makes a smoothie for Kaga to drink that has enough protein and nutrients for him. Whenever Yaku makes him food, Kaga stares at it as if it was poisoned or with irritation since he doesn't feel like eating it.

Whenever one of them gets sick, the other four take care of the sick one. (And Kaga mostly tries to make a cure and test it, but they always stop him).

Yaku and Horo share a lot of gay moments with each other. Yaku always flirts with Horo for fun even though Horo smacks him in response. However, when Horo is drunk, it's a different response. 👀 ( I might do a one short on this)

Their love lives are uh, there lol. Yaku has a lot of crushes but never enters a relationship, Horo has a lot of admirers, Meka has a few boys who have crushes on her, and Homu is not interested in romance at the moment. Kaga is too eccentric for anyone to handle him unless they are willing to take the challenge. (He doesn't know Megami or met her before until later in the year)

Yaku always wears his visor. No matter where he is. He wears them unless he's sleeping or showering. He doesn't have good eyesight and doesn't express emotions very well, so he has his visor to help him with that. The four always get weirded seeing Yaku without his visor.

Homu was able to build the robot that is the replica of her twin, but she has her in her room.

Meka has a few posters in her room of her favorite mega animes, while Yaku has a few posters and figurines of the animes he's interested in. They talk a lot about anime.

Kaga is the most positive person in the team. When he's down or negative in any way, the four know something is wrong.

Considering that they are roommates, they are already used to each other. They like a small family. They have each other's backs. If one of them gets hurt by another person, they will give the cold shoulder or try to hurt them in return. (Not physically. They can't fight). However, they will use a robot to do it.

Each of them dresses up differently, and they know what clothes belong to who. It's easy for them.

Each year on the day Homu's sister died, the five go to her grave and decorate it. It's a way to make Homu spend time with her sister and the gang and make her feel better. :3

They all come together and study even if they have different interests. It's a way to spend time together.

Whenever they wake up, Kaga is the one with the most energy. No one really knows where he gets all of his energy from for the day and when he's fatigued too.

There are times when Kaga collapsed because he didn't eat enough food, or sleep for a period of time, or even both. He was taken to the hospital multiple times to get checked. Horo is the one to carry him to the hospital.

In the laboratory, they all share it, but they have their own section to focus on their interest.

[voidcat]

Been seeing your love for Narumi Gen of kn8 kn my dash. Which is why I am here to humbly ask for crumbs of the lore👀

Eeeeeeee hihihi sorry I’m. Jdjfjf I’m a little delusional abt that trashcan of a man at times…. Tysm for the question and I’m so sorry I’m answering so late 😭😭😭

edit: pushed my afternoon nap aside to finally finish this post properly........... will u hold my hands as a reward? theyre cold:(

Onto the lore or… lores bc I quite like the lore of The Hedgehog’s Dilemma series a lot too (which I’ll still briefly summarize here too but for selfship shenanigans *cracks knuckles* let’s get started even tho it’s still p loose

I work as a part of the medical department of jakdf, collaborating with research sections at times because medical biology side of things is p fun and thanks to the suits having regenerative effects, there aren’t usually a need for in-base medical service (save for when a certain captain catches acute gastro enteritis, misses a bit too many meals and downs a lot of energy drinks, sitting in front of his screens for so long he’s admitted for poor eyesight, posture, myalgia etc… the list is endless. He often fakes an exaggerated injury just to get a typical examination or hang out in the office with me too. I just use an automatic BP device or ask someone else for the blood pressure check because last time I decided to squeeze his bicep a tad hard and sink in my nails to annoy him and he let out a tiny moan instead…. He rushed out at lightning speed right after it was…. Quite something…)

I think at one point we do develop a running joke of engagement but he takes it a tad too seriously so now I’m legally stuck with him… to better the situation I refer to him such as “idiot fiancé” “loser fiancé” “shitty gamer fiancé” and the alternatives- no matter how big or small the insult, he wails and sobs and tries to throw a tantrum… (and at that point he is faced with his inevitable fate of getting hit by hasegawa or by one of my thick textbooks)

how we meet is purely coincidental (at a game popup event- also he saw me few times tending to the narby cats of the base) but the first time we talk for real is when he rushes into the healthcare employees restroom/kitchen area- he desperately needed a place to hide and ijust wanted to bake a pizza for the current nightshift team T-T (w the assumption the university equilavent him, mina etc attended to does nnot have a medicine branch, if it did, we noticed each other few times but actively ignoring lol)

from then on (and eating half of the pizza) he happened to pass by the med wing more and more often and wormd his way into my (work)life, then with the realization of shared hobbies it evolved into something bigger. i think along the process he had no idea things would come this far, or that im broken than i look, but just as enthusiastic to mend to him like kintsugi.

other than that its mostly annoying loser gamer bf x dgaf depressed nonchalant goth gf. (workplace rules dont really have loopholes for punkwear so goth it is........) despite his pushes and my pulls we are both sucker for each others attention and bask in it actually lmao. he's more open with it while im more closed off- with him at least.

on off days i try to organize online board game nights with friends and he is yet to notice player b is actually hoshina. "dont be ridiculous or have your delusions been acting up? he just happens to have a voice similar to him, my god gen" "but why does he snark exactly like that bowlcut bastard as well!!!!" "we're gemini." "oh. okay. that makes sense"

he's so easy to fool :sob (in love)

[ach-sss-no]

SH liveblog Ch10

First chapter & explanation | Previous chapter

Gollum is now the Minas Tirith cryptid. Various people are reporting having seen him. We will later hear that Aragorn was told all of this.

We start with him asking some random shopkeper if he can hunt rats in the basement

The next evening, a small, thin, stooped figure [...] insisted that all stores had rats, there was no shame in admitting it- and besides, he could hear them

YOU MUST BELIEVE ME

I AM NOT GUILTY

IT WAS THE RATS IN THE WALLS

Once refused, Gollum asks to drink out of the rain barrel. Here it is again, the request for a drink of water. He's allowed to drink from the rain barrel. I think every time he asks for water he's given some.

Gollum eats tadpoles out of the rain barrel and is annoying about it. Ok

The next anecdote is a random dude finding Gollum playing in the city fountain. I am not a stickler for historical accuracy in this fic but I did check to see if there were fountains in the general area/time period Gondor is meant to be based on; there were:

The gentleman, who had poor eyesight, said he was not bothered by the splashing, but was Sméagol safe out on a dark night all by himself? Where were his parents? Dead many years, they were. Sméagol was on his own, he was used to it. No one ought to worry about little Sméagol, but it was kind of the Man to fret so, nice Man. The gentleman bid him a pleasant night, and left.

I notice that Sméagol did not clarify that he is an adult. The random guy just decides to leave him there anyway.

As an aside, there seems to be a little headcanon going around that Sméagol was a child when he took the Ring. I don't know if Tolkien put that out there anywhere in letters or notes, but my impression was that he was an adult, and I think it's pretty important that he be an adult because the moral issue Gollum's character is meant to articulate is largely 'how much are we at fault for our actions if there are powerful outside forces working on us, such as mind-altering magic curse, even', and the eventual ending of Gollum's story only feels satisfying if the question is answered with 'He still had enough free will to not end up this way in the end but he chose poorly'. (The movies bug me because I feel as if they eroded Gollum's agency enough that it feels more like throwing a rabid cat into a volcano. You can make him too zany.)

What I'm getting at is that for me this moral calculus collapses entirely if Sméagol was a child when he took the Ring. I think children have enough sense of right and wrong to be held accountable for things like biting each other. but no one should expect one to withstand Isildur's Bane. Or the subsequent horrors Gollum went through afterwards.

That's why in SH I specify that he was an adult when he got the thing. A young adult with mood swings and trouble with self-control but still an adult.

Anyway back to the fic. Oh, lol, here's the butcher.

The butcher asked if he was hungry. The creature grew very excited at the word 'hungry'. The butcher offered him some liver, which the creature seized on and began at once to devour, slobbering over it and taking a long time - this put the butcher in mind of his toothless grandfather.

Gollum in canon is a bit shy of being seen eating (he always eats where no one can see him and comes back still chewing on some unspecified substance), I think my rationale here was that he's so hungry and the meat is so appealing that he doesn't care. Also I guess he's been hand-fed for a while at this point and has had to just kind of get over it.

Next scene. Gollum gets mugged and bites someone. Sad trombone.

We are now in Bilbo's POV and back in 'real time' pacing instead of summarized anecdotes.

"Pardon me, sir. Are you a- a halfling?" Bilbo looked up from under his hood. He was deeply tempted to claim to be a beardless Dwarf, sometimes, just to see what happened if he did, but his conscience always got the better of him. "Indeed I am," he said, "but I am not one of the really important halflings. They are currently at a really important function. I have escaped."

I think I'm starting to hit my stride writing Bilbo. At least I'm enjoying reading this scene back more than the other scenes. (Most of the things that bug me in this fic are easily let go of, like the logistical issues of Gollum climbing through which window in which building, no one cares about that. I am struggling a little not to go in and polish Bilbo's dialog. I refuse, though. Even as a website exclusive alternate version or something. I just need to direct my time and energy to new projects)

I should write a normal fic sometime. About Bilbo. Maybe something set in the part of The Hobbit where it says 'Gandalf and Bilbo had lots of adventures on their way back to the Shire and I am telling you about none of them'. I could write practically whatever I want and it could range in length between oneshot and Brandon Sanderson novel as I so please.

"Oh," said the young Man, peeking out from his window. "I have never seen a halfling before. I'm pleased to meet you, even if you are not really important."

Halfling should probably be capitalized. I have trouble keeping track of when the Middle Earth person types get proper nouns and when they don't. I always capitalize Men to distinguish 'Men as opposed to Elves' from 'male adults'.

He was in a nice, open street, with the setting sun slanting into it and making golden squares on the ground.

I don't think I consciously meant to do this but I'm noticing right away that Bilbo gives more visual descriptions than Gollum does. I think I was operating under the idea that Gollum's primary sense is not eyesight and he only takes visual notice of things very close by, unless he's consciously inspecting the area. Smells, sounds and tactile sensations should be given equal weight to sight if possible. Bilbo, meanwhile, is normal (regarding his senses).

'Treat him as you would an injured dog that does not know you or like you. He will not touch you- if he is left alone.' These last two words were given severe emphasis. [...] 'You need not like it,' said Gandalf. 'You need not like him. I cannot say that I like him, myself; it is not necessary to like him to wish him well. But neither need you fear him.' Gandalf had given him a very serious look. 'You have been repaid for sparing his life,' he had said, 'and you need have no further business with Sméagol.'

So in canon Bilbo is aging rapidly at this point. Now he's not. I had a nebulous idea that his life and Gollum's are somehow linked via Ring so that Bilbo is also granted extra HP when Gollum is. As a treat.

Really though i just wanted Bilbo in my story.

But Gollum obviously had business with him. He had popped up in the gardens like a rake Bilbo had stepped on, and most disturbingly, he had not behaved like an injured dog that did not know Bilbo, or even as one that did not like Bilbo. In fact, he'd seemed more like a strutting tomcat that was considering whether to rub his face all over a visitor in what he considered to be his territory.

Gandalf is very wise but he's underestimated Gollum's tsundere nature. (Or has he? He says something a little different to Bilbo later on)

Am I using single quotes for dialog here? Why am I using single quotes? What happened?

I think because Bilbo is recounting past events/past speech but it still looks awkward.

Indeed a woman stood there and locked eyes with him, but she looked abashed to be caught and ducked out of sight. "I am friendlier than I appear," Bilbo called. But the shutters closed. It could be a bit embarrassing to be caught staring at passersby through a window, he supposed, if one was inclined to care about such things. Back at Rivendell Bilbo watched the Elves going about their business whenever he felt like it. They didn't seem to mind. He suspected they considered him to be a bit like a pet.

Rivendell Bilbo must have been interesting.

He went along his way, but had not gotten more than ten feet when he heard soft words from the shadows: "You are friendly, eh?" Bilbo's hand went into his pocket. His eyes swept the piles of boxes and debris. Eyes glinted from under a pile of lumber. "How did you find me?" Gollum asked.

I think this is actually an accidental jump scare resulting from Gollum assuming Bilbo already knows he's there. Gollum's acting pretty submissive at this point. Though not entirely.

"And I did not expect to see you either." "He cannot quite see us, we thinks." This was true. Gollum was hiding, after all. Only his eyes were visible. "I can see more than I wanted to!" "Rather not see us at all, then?" "Well," Bilbo conceded, "perhaps it's better if I see enough to know where you are." And now that he did know where Gollum was, he couldn't just walk off and leave the rascal at large in Minas Tirith, whatever ideas Aragorn had about giving him room to prove himself, or some such thing. Aragorn was still Bilbo's junior, after all, King or no!

Bilbo decides he may as well arrest Gollum now they're both here.

Gollum crept a little further into view. Bilbo had a glimpse of soft white skin like the skin of a maggot, and a nose cautiously scenting the air. [...] Gollum whimpered and crept forward a little more- long white fingers appeared, splayed on the pavement.

I think this may be pointed out in the text of the fic later but Bilbo's never had a really good look at Gollum before. It was dark, you know. So Gollum gets a sort of slow visual monster-reveal here even though the reader has 'seen' plenty of him already lol. (Part of the reveal is to show Bilbo's feeling of suspence more than to try to put you in suspense, though)

I tried to steer clear of too much visual description of people that went beyond what Tolkien used (and he was pretty vague). I did not want to contradict the reader's mental image of the characters by insisting on my own. I tried to only make exceptions to that when there was a story payoff beyond 'I THINK HE LOOKS LIKE THIS THOUGH GUYS' such as, people around Gollum reacting to certain specific features, etc

I insisted on the webbed feet in part because it reinforces the theme of Gollum's strong tie to the water

Gollum describes having had a run-in with bandits. He's terribly depressed about it. This is meant to be because Gollum was starting to realize he's safe and free for the first time ever and then he 'flew too close to the sun' and the bubble was popped. There's still violence and cruelty in the world.

There is still an element of Gollum's personal failure here because he was warned that there was a criminal element in the city and he still bummed around after dark in the sketchiest places he could find. Not that he deserved to be mugged. No one deserves to be mugged. He didn't deserve to be mugged and no one in the story acts like he did. But also, still, also, he could have avoided this encounter by not returning to his old habits (of lurking alone in the dark in sketchy places).

"Did you have anything at all?" Bilbo asked. And if so where had he gotten it? "No. Yes. Only a few rocks, dirty little rocks from the sewers, and a rat's skull." His breathing grew sharp and ragged. He scuffled against the ground and swallowed. "Why? Does Baggins want them, eh?" "No, no, not at all, thank you for offering; I was only wondering if you carry items," said Bilbo.

Bilbo can't read the narration in Chapter 5 of The Hobbit about what's in Sméagol's pockets

Gollum continues to recount being mugged, which would be traumatic enough anyway but it sounds like it gave him additional psychic damage by causing flashbacks to Nazgul torture. He's licking his handses.

"That has done it for us," said Gollum. His voice dropped to a mutter. "They told us there was banditses, my precious, they told us." "Who told you that?" "Everyone! Everyone. Should have been more careful, more quiet." He shook his head. "But I thought I could get away.

Oh yeah there's supposed to also be an arc in this fic of 'Gollum tries to go back to solitary substinence living because he's used to it and doesn't trust people but he finds out that not only does he actually hate it but he can't manage it anymore for various physical and psychological reasons'. Part of this is meant to be due to stubbornness/arrogance (and some based in real trauma). He seems to be starting to recognize the arrogance element but perhaps to over-identify it.

Gollum's kind of... dramatic? So I tried to include a slight mini-arc where once he realizes he can face his regrets and blame himself for his and others' problem, he gets confused and starts blaming himself for things that are in no way his fault. And people have to start telling him 'ok you were on the right track with being sorry for all the murder but now you have to dial back on this other thing' and he gets more confused.

"I- I suppose you looked like you'd be easy to fight," said Bilbo. "Wouldn't you know about that sort of thing better than I do?" "What?" "Attacking people. I'm not that sort of burglar, you know." "You has a sword," said Gollum. "Not today." Right, Mr. Baggins, Bilbo thought, you've just insulted him and told him you haven't got a sword. Dear me, I am much too old for this sort of thing. He glanced around for exit paths. In fact, Bilbo was out in the open and could go wherever he'd like, and Gollum was still halfway under a pile of construction materials. "When I attack people," Gollum said curtly, "it is not to steal.

Gollum's getting more honest about this stuff.

"I'm losst!" he shrieked, and dug his knuckles into his eye. "Well, don't cry! I'm here, I'll lead you back to where you've been staying. Come along." It did not occur to Bilbo, and would never occurred to him, that this was an opportunity to avenge himself on Gollum by making him, say, play a game to win the opportunity to be shown the way home.

The chapter title is 'answers in the light' because it's opposite day. Now Gollum is lost and Bilbo is showing him the way back. For free!

Anyway Bilbo is a snarky little troll, but his overriding trait is that he is kind and gentle when it counts.

Gollum balks at going home because he knows he's been a big pain and accomplished nothing by leaving. Gollum is starting to want to change his image, I think, instead of solely wanting to avoid getting in trouble (after all he has been told he won't get in trouble)

"Yes, yes," said Gollum, his pale eyes wide and staring. "If I come back now- promise is broken, and Sméagol is false, he is very silly going and wandering about the city on a walking-trip and getting kicked, but if I go- I can still do what I said-" "That's not how it works at all," said Bilbo, "you've already wandered off, and the sensible thing would be to un-wander off. And Aragorn would not be happy with you going off to do something dangerous when you're hurt and frightened." "Why not?" "Why, he cares about people, that's why not, and my Frodo cares about your well-being, and we all care very much about what Frodo cares about." "O," said Gollum, trembling. "The kind Master!"

Bilbo found the trigger word.

Bilbo glanced down at him. "How have you been feeding yourself, may I ask?" "Not his business," said Gollum, looking miserable. Bilbo leaned back and frowned at him. "My good creature," he said. "I think we both know that what you're eating is sometimes very much my business." [TL;DR he's been eating garbage] Bilbo considered this in silence for a while as they walked together. At length, he ventured to say: "I confess I am affronted a bit to hear you eat rats. I fancied myself you were something of a gourmet. I had hoped you had rather selective taste."

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"You're probably trying to do too much too soon," Bilbo suggested. "My Frodo still isn't quite himself after that wretched adventure he had with my old ring and- I hear you got even less to eat there than he and Sam did, and you're also not so young, of course." "The Master is ill?" Gollum cried. "Not exactly," said Bilbo, "he's just, er..." "Just what? He looked well, when we saw him. What is the matter?" "It's taking him a while to get back on his feet, that's all." What had possessed him to share any of Frodo's personal life? "Ach!" Gollum looked despairing. "What am I to do about it? I can't help him. I don't know how. He has his Sam, Sam looks after those things, we guess, we guess, ach! Sss! I am no good to him anymore. The poor Master." He sat down on the ground, looking tired and old.

I think this may be the first time when Gollum seems to be showing genuine, spontaneous, real concern for Frodo's well-being that isn't wrapped up with his own desires or grievances. (There's still the 'I'm no good to him' which could mean 'I feel helpless to assist' or could mean 'he doesn't need me he'll go away boohoo')

Bilbo brings Gollum past a city guard.

"This here is Sméagol," said Bilbo. "I suppose you've likely heard of him, well- I found him and I am bringing him back." The guard leaned forward for a look at Gollum, who squirmed away. "He's a tad shy," said Bilbo. "I'm just taking him along." "You may enter," said the guard, still trying to get a glimpse at Gollum, who plainly did not want to be glimpsed. Bilbo turned towards him in a way that partly blocked the guard's view.

Bilbo I think is in a somewhat unique position to understand and empathize with Gollum's desire not to be seen.

Bilbo finds a guy to turn Gollum over to.

"I was afraid that you didn't like it here," said the Man. Bilbo noted that he spoke a little more slowly, clearly and loudly when he addressed Gollum than he did when he addressed Bilbo.

This is Faelon, who has noticed that Gollum occasionally has trouble understanding what's said to him if it's not clear enough.

"Faelon, is it?" Gollum ventured. "Yes, it is!" said Faelon. "You're getting much better at knowing our faces. And I am getting better at knowing yours, you look hungry and tired- wouldn't you like to come with me?"

I mentioned a few chapters ago that canon Gollum seems to not express things on his face in a readable way very often (aside from all the snarling and hungry staring). In this setting with no Ring, that is changing a little, but Faelon has still had to learn his cues.

"He grabbed at us, he did," said Gollum, "and I was angry, and- we bit him." "Is that all you want to say about it?" Bilbo asked in surprise. "Yes. No," said Gollum. "Sméagol was frightened." He fidgeted. "You said before that there were two men and they tried to rob you," Bilbo said cautiously. For the sake of Faelon, who looked like a nice sort, he hoped that Gollum had been telling the truth about things and wasn't trying to cover up for something worse.

Bilbo is hoping things are OK because he notices Faelon appearing to be fond of Gollum and doesn't want his heart broken by Gollum being a murdering SOB

I see Bilbo as being the rudest and simultaneously the kindest person in Middle Earth is what I'm trying to get across

Gollum freaks out for a bit and finally accepts Faelon's attentions. Faelon carries him off.

Faelon carted him off, so anxious that he seemed to have quite forgotten Bilbo, who hung about in the garden for a moment, preparing a pipe. He felt he needed a moment to collect himself after all of that.

Bilbo: well that just happened. I need a smoke

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My rough draft went through several different versions of 'Gollum returns in defeat'.

The finished version looks so obvious that it needs to be just Gollum and Bilbo, alone, doing a short and sweet reverse-riddles-in-the-dark bit. That was apparently not at all obvious to me drafting because I threw sooo many characters in finding Gollum.

First: Gimli and Legolas. For no reason. I just like them. They have no chemistry with Gollum and nothing to do with his personal story and I had to finally give up on including them (there's another point later I tried and failed to put them in). It looks like I didn't even keep any of that draft.

Then I tried out Sam finding him. Sam and Frodo were initially given bigger roles (because I like them.) But it felt like, even with the end of Gollum's story changed, his arcs with Sam and Frodo concluded in canon and there is not much involvement from them that makes sense at this point.

I didn't get very far into this draft because I quickly started to feel like Sam just should not be concerned with what Gollum is doing. To me, the strongest part of this is the first part where Sam is not thinking about what Gollum is doing at all:

There was a shop in town that sold wonderful rolls. Pippin, who never tired of touring Gondor with whichever son of Denethor was currently available, and was always interested in a snack, had found it, and all the hobbits had approved of it, and as Mr. Frodo was still asleep- and as he'd been eating less than a body should- Sam just thought he might surprise him with a basket of rolls when he woke up. Sam had not anticipated that if he went out too early the bakeshop might not be open yet, but in fact it was not. "That's no good," he said to himself, leaning back with his hands in his pockets. "If they open too late, Mr. Frodo will be awake when I get back and probably he'll have had his breakfast already, and it won't be the nice surprise I was hoping for; but if I go back empty-handed, well, I came out here for nothing." He decided it was better to wait. "I'm sure everyone will still be happy for some rolls even if they've had breakfast," he said. "They're all fond of 'em. Even Gandalf." He sat down on the front step, whistling. The Sun, still low and easterly, cast golden puddles onto the ground at his feet. [Aside: Sam and Bilbo describe the same sunlight differently, which is interesting and was by no means a conscious choice on my part] Sam hoped someone might happen by that he could ask about the shop's hours. He didn't see them posted- perhaps they were up too high for him to see?- and if it turned out the place didn't open until noon he would definitely reconsider waiting. That was going a bit too far. Besides, he thought darkly, if I stay out that long they'll think I went and got myself lost, like Gollum did. Though no one's going to find me splashing in a fountain. He'd been following the reports that came in of people coming across Gollum- Aragorn had not told people they had to say something if they came across him, but apparently Gollum's behavior was strange and alarming enough that he left a trail of wagging tongues wherever he went, which was no great surprise. Every time he was seen Sam listened with bated breath waiting to hear that Gollum had hurt or killed someone- so did the others, all but Gandalf, who listened calmly to the stories and occasionally looked a bit sad. So far Gollum had only been annoying. It would be lovely if he really was reformed for good. Gandalf's lack of anxiety about him must mean something, at least… Gandalf certainly knew a thing or two. Still I wish he wasn't out roaming around in a city with kids and babies and pets and all, Sam thought. He wondered, not for the first time, if he hadn't better take matters into his own hands- Aragorn had decided not to try to bring Gollum back by force, but maybe Sam could track him down and have a chat. He suspected he could find the dratted creature easily enough. He was making for the outer walls in a roundabout fashion, and he was drawn to fountains and sources of food, so surely if Sam wanted him all he'd have to do was set out a bit of 'fissh' handy by one of the fountains in one of the outer circles of the city and wait.

Finally, I tried Gimli and Bilbo. Gimli would have been there solely because I like him, which you can do in a fanfic, you can do anything you want, and yet, it would have been a distraction. (Gollum gets more aggressive and defensive in the Gimli version by the way. This is most likely because Gimli immediately threatens him with an axe. As Gimli does.)

Gimli's hand was still on the end of his axe. "It takes mighty cheek," he said, "to pop out of the shadows at us and then accuse us of hunting you down. You slippery eel! Did you not follow us from the heart of Moria across hill and dale, forest and river?" Gollum shuddered and glared. "Ssss! Cornered, cornered we are- gollum! And they says pop out of the shadows." He was hanging back and looked as if he had half a mind to go back into the shadows.

This version is not interesting enough to share in full IMO but there are some quips that got shed along the way that might be worth sharing

[Bilbo said] "When are we getting an Age of Hobbits, I wonder?" "A miniature Age of Hobbits occurs at every dinner hour," said Gimli.

"That's my new friend," said the little girl. [Prestien, who has appeared here for no apparent reason. This is not a very good draft imo] Gollum looked pained. Bilbo must have looked even more pained. "Go on," said Gimli, clapping the boy on the back. "It's getting dark!" "And perhaps you should ask your mother about talking to strangers when you get home," said Bilbo. "But you're a stranger," said the girl. "I," said Bilbo, "am a respectable stranger!" "But you're a burglar," said the girl. Gollum snorted wetly. Bilbo could not decide whether it was a laugh or not. "I," Bilbo announced, "am a respectable burglar.

"It's hard to find his way around, is it? Perhaps?" he whispered. "All of the Man-houses looks the same, they does." "I know exactly where I am!" Bilbo proclaimed, following closely on Gimli's heels as the Dwarf led the way. That put Gollum quiet for only a few minutes, and then he said: "The streets are hard and cold, they are, on our feet and hands. Baggins is not wearing any shoes either." "Hobbits have no shoes," Bilbo declared grandly. "Hobbits need no shoes." His feet did smart a bit. Thus rebuffed, Gollum was quiet for a little while, but for the sound of his flapping feet. But then: "Praps we asks him a riddle," he said almost shyly. "Perhaps I'll hand you over to Sam and he'll fry up your legs for dinner," Bilbo retorted. "O, will he?" said Gollum, less perturbed than Bilbo would like. "Sméagol gets in trouble, eh, when he says things like that." "I liked you better when the Ring was still around," Bilbo fumed.

Another difference here is that Bilbo hands Gollum over to Gandalf instead of the OC. This was because I like Gandalf. But it didn't make sense for Gollum to become his problem at this point.

Gandalf was standing outside, smoking a pipe, when Bilbo walked up the path with his unwanted companion in tow. "You have an uncanny ability to be unseen yet," said Gandalf. "I have not seen you at a single official function as of late." His eyebrows rose. "It is almost as if you are not there at all."

"He turned up," said Bilbo. "I certainly was not looking for him!" He bustled over. "Say, er-" What was his real name, again? "Sneedle?" "What?" Gollum grunted.

I was tempted to grab the 'Sneedle' joke for another scene but I decided it was too flip for the tone in the end. I'm a sucker for 'screwed up someone's name' jokes, I don't know why.

Actually no nevermind the funny part is that Gollum answers to being called Sneedle

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school of the viper headcanons

these are not edited and probably not canon compliant but fuck it we ball

they can’t regulate their internal temperature as well as other witchers, so they have to soak up warmth from somewhere else. you’ll often see vipers curled up as close to their campfires as possible when traveling or taking a nap on a nice warm rock.

gorthur gvaed is filled with era-equivalent space heaters

an older viper some centuries back developed hand warmers. it’s a necessity when traveling.

vipers aren’t outwardly affectionate to each other. you’ll know if one trusts you if they offer to make your potions or food (i like you enough to not poison you) or if they turn their back to you

on the rare occasion that they are more affectionate, they will huddle for warmth or wrap around one another. they may also rub their heads/cheeks together, but not often.

on the whole, vipers are loyal and protective of one another, but have difficulty showing it. vipers on the path tend to avoid one another

building immunity to toxins started as soon as you were recruited. trainees (read; children) would be required to drink poison and identify toxic plants, often running the risk of getting severely ill or dying. older witchers were instructed to slip poison onto food or drinks too

you learned pretty quickly to either smell out whatever was on your food or be tough enough to ride it out

vipers will never eat food they haven’t seen prepared. they go hungry more often than not.

vipers who can get away with it conceal their status as a witcher. a lot of people have crossed paths with one and never known

someone made a hc that vipers will wear other schools’ medallions before an assassination and i love that

vipers are smaller than wolves or bears but more built than cats

the cats and vipers are sister schools. they hate each other and need each other. it’s very strange to see. toxic yuri

cats and vipers are known to trade or buy things off one another, with vipers being able to make quality potions and cats being able to procure harder to find ingredients. they also had similar training so on the rare occasion they work together, they mesh really well

however they will most likely attack one another when out in the wild — cats and vipers both take human jobs, and cats especially are known for poaching jobs that vipers may be interested in

a relatively new practice is “getting your teeth”. after a hard hunt, vipers will have a procedure to get retractable fangs in their mouth. they can load poisons and tear through pretty much anything at the cost of being extremely close combat. vipers without fangs are sometimes called “nibbles”.

maybe also split tongues. is that too quirky

best eyesight among all witchers, which makes it even funnier that vipers keep going blind/get eye trauma

like cats but opposite — their mutagens dulled their emotions to an extreme, so young vipers tend to be extremely blunt and rude. older vipers have learned to fake their emotions to “normal” levels, but will drop the mask as soon as they can

expect your viper to be extremely to the point. they expect the same of you. good luck!

cold and mean and weird about affection BUT. but. after ivar and the old guard died people started adopting animals that were left on the base of the mountains / on the path back for winter

gorthur gvaed is filled with animals that are so so loved and spoiled. it’s atonement for the animals that were killed during training and healing for the vipers that are left

vipers can usually whip up their potions and elixirs while on the road, but much prefer the fully outfitted alchemy labs at gorthur gvaed and *will* complain. loudly.

its not winter unless someone explodes something while experimenting

if an experiment goes particularly wrong it’s not unusual to see a viper face down on the floor. floor time. it’s like a reward

all vipers are fucking nerds. they have an extensive library (added on to after ivar’s death) and many of them learn additional skills (languages, math, other sciences, even music) when out on the path.

most horses don’t like vipers

that tweet that’s like i’m probably nonbinary but i have a job so i can’t worry abt that rn. yeah thats the whole school

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Cake kisses

Pairing: Naomi x Fem reader x Jimmy Uso

Description: While eating ice cream cake for your birthday, you're given a surprise by your two friends after they tell you their feelings for you

You smile at all the texts, tagged posts from your friends, calls and visits from your family for the day thanking them for the gifts. It was your birthday and so far it was really good, you get a text from your friend Naomi that she and her husband would be coming to your house not only to give you a few gifts and cake but also to have dinner with you warming your heart and how much they cared for you always staying with you for dinner on your birthday and holidays after all of you spend time with your families, you hug your baby sister and mom watching them leave until you couldn't see her car anymore going back in and opening all your gifts changing into the yellow dress your friend got you from the mall and watching tv as you wait for Jimmy and naomi smiling big when you see them walk in sharing hugs with the two before all of you are in the kitchen putting the cake in the freezer and eating the takeout Japanese they got "Guys you didn't have to i could have cooked". They both shake their heads "Na ah today is about you sweet girl" you melt at the pet name always feeling your heart flutter at the names they call you making you fall for both of them even more than when you fell for them separately, all three of you wrestled together but for the past month you've been out with a back and knee injury after a match against Alexa Bliss feeling frustrated about being injured only three months before Wrestlemania especially with two bad injuries that took a good amount of time each to heal fully, after eating dinner and having small sips of wine in between jokes you open the gifts they brought you smiling at the necklace jimmy got for you and the pink rose covered dress naomi got for you quickly changing in the other room making their minds short circuit when they see you along with naomi squeezing her legs together and jimmy choking on the rest of the wine he was drinking "Damn girly look at you" you blush slightly as you bring the ice cream cake to the table along with plates and a knife. The three of you joke while eating with music playing calmly over the speaker on the counter noticing the two looking at you. "What? Why are you both staring at me?" you follow their eyesight down your body seeing them both smile when you raise your head back up feeling a bit vulnerable by their stares until naomi lightly smears cake on your mouth all of you bursting into laughter at the childlike action until she leaned forward kissing you and licking the cake off leaving you wide eyed and bright red "You'll burn up if you don't cool down" you still feel your nerves quiver as you take a deep breath that immediately disappears when jimmy licks the corner of your mouth and kisses you deeply leaving you like jelly in your chair "Happy birthday boo" you slowly smile with a blush across your face as you all sit on the couch sharing soda after the wine and water with your head in naomi's lap and legs in across jimmy's lap while no words were spoken out loud about the feelings between the three of you, the intimate and sweet actions of caresses and kisses spoke louder as the rest of the night is spent watching movies on the couch until you fall asleep having your clothes changed by the two before being tangled between the two in your bed after they fall asleep holding you and each other.

[therentyoupay]

Weird asks: 18, 47, 52, 94 ☺️

from this askbox meme!

18. ideal weather?

EITHER crisp autumn with peak leaf foliage AND/OR tropical beach in the caribbean (a la april/may) AND/OR pink/purple snowy soft mornings/evenings (but only when we do not have to actually go anywhere 😂)

47. favorite type of cheese?

i actually do not eat cheese! 😬 (no dietary restriction; simply a life choice lol)

52. favorite font?

GASP, i have a few, and i actually rotate them with each chapter according to mood, vibe, eyesight capacity, lol. so for example i wrote ch. 7 of snow globe in helvetica and ch. 8 is being written in courier. mtyk was written primarily in arial, but was then changed to spectral for its crispy, otherworldly, ancient-esque vibe, but all of the epistolary ch. for mtyk was written in corsiva. helps keep things fresh! also help (ideally lol) to spot typos and other strange things, i feel

94. favorite season?

AUTUMN 💕 i go to a different farm every weekend! i bake! i wear scarves and drink PSLs! winter is my favorite hibernation period, and spring is nice but mostly just the launching point to summer, and summer is likewise a great time but only if i am (a) at a beach or (b) have access to high-quality central AC 😂

THANK YOU FOR THE ASKKK LOVELYYYY 💕💕💕

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Treasures in Heaven (Matthew 13:44-46)

19 “Do not lay up stores of wealth for yourselves on earth, where the moth and wear-and-tear destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20 But amass wealth for yourselves in Heaven, where neither the moth nor wear-and-tear destroys, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your wealth is, there also will your heart be.

The Lamp of the Body (Luke 11:33-36)

22 "The eye is the lamp of the body. If then your eyesight is good, your whole body will be well lighted; 23 but if your eyesight is bad, your whole body will be dark. If however the very light within you is darkness, how dense must the darkness be!

24 "No man can be the bondservant of two masters; for either he will dislike one and like the other, or he will attach himself to one and think slightingly of the other. You cannot be the bondservants both of God and of gold.

Do Not Worry (Luke 12:22-34)

25 For this reason I charge you not to be over-anxious about your lives, inquiring what you are to eat or what you are to drink, nor yet about your bodies, inquiring what clothes you are to put on. Is not the life more precious than its food, and the body than its clothing? 26 Look at the birds which fly in the air: they do not sow or reap or store up in barns, but your Heavenly Father feeds them: are not you of much greater value than they? 27 Which of you by being over-anxious can add a single foot to his height? 28 And why be anxious about clothing? Learn a lesson from the wild lilies. Watch their growth. They neither toil nor spin, 29 and yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his magnificence could array himself like one of these. 30 And if God so clothes the wild herbage which to-day flourishes and to-morrow is thrown into the oven, is it not much more certain that He will clothe you, you men of little faith? 31 Do not be over-anxious, therefore, asking ‘What shall we eat?’ or 'What shall we drink?’ or 'What shall we wear?’ 32 For all these are questions that Gentiles are always asking; but your Heavenly Father knows that you need these things—all of them. 33 But make His Kingdom and righteousness your chief aim, and then these things shall all be given you in addition.

34 Do not be over-anxious, therefore, about to-morrow, for to-morrow will bring its own cares. Enough for each day are its own troubles. — Matthew 6:19-34 | Weymouth New Testament (WNT) The Weymouth New Testament is in the public domain. Cross References: Exodus 22:2; 1 Kings 3:13; 1 Kings 10:4; 1 Kings 18:21; 2 Kings 17:41; 2 Chronicles 9:4; Job 24:16; Job 35:11; Job 38:41; Psalm 39:5; Psalm 90:6; Psalm 111:5; Psalm 112:3; Isaiah 5:20; Jeremiah 45:5; Hosea 14:5; Matthew 5:15; Matthew 8:26; Matthew 10:19; Matthew 20:15; Mark 7:22; Mark 10:21; Luke 10:41; Luke 12:11; Luke 12:22; Luke 12:33-34; Philippians 4:6; Philippians 4:19; 1 Peter 5:7

[lousycamper]

There Will Be (Were) Giants

Chapter 1. The Marksman?

He doesn't remember.

His yellow eyes narrow, while he aims his trusty rifle. He shoots something – what? – and gets to the next thing. Works alongside some...one – who? – who has enough raw power to snap him in two like a toothpick and leave a trail of frost and corpses in their wake. He remembers nothing else, except of a feeling of morbid fascination and sounds of gunshots echoing all around.

He doesn't remember, and, as far as he concerned, he can't. Each time he starts asking himself these questions, it leaves him with nothing but a head-splitting migraines. So he stops, untill the pain goes away. It gnaws and eats at him, that he can't recall anything at all beyond those snippets. He tries his best to ignore this feeling of irrational guilt. It's hard, because there's not much to keep his mind occupied.

He wanders around the seemingly broken world with nearly nothing on his person, except for a slightly torn wide-brimmed hat, a fairly tattered but still wearable poncho, a slightly singed set of clothes, and a very familiar, despite being partially splintered, weapon. It actually hurts to see this familiar rifle in his hands damaged so badly, that it renders it nearly completely useless. It actually causes something inside of him to twist and cause pain. It's just... He probably could shoot it fairly well, but he isn't really sure that he can fix it.

He survives off what he can get when he can get it. Berries, roots... Sometimes, when he's particularly lucky, it's meat of some twisted creature, caught in a makeshift trap. He sleeps when he can find shelter, usually below trees or in caverns. He drinks from streams, boiling water when he can. This is how he learns, that his survivalist skills aren't nonexistent, although they are nothing spectacular.

He bandages three of five his eyes as well as he can, with bandages made out of torn off parts of his clothes. The ugly wound that mars a better half of his face begins to scab, becoming a scar. Somehow, his strange luck makes it so he didn't lose his eyes. He's endlessly thankful for that, because his eyesight is mostly the thing that saves him these days. The realm he's inside of has no shortages of various beasts or disasters to throw his way. Even though with two eyes he can see fairly well too, it's the other three that help him really pick out details on further distances and see much better in the dark. His face wound still heals, forcing him to bandage himself, but he still can see through the gaps in between wraps, always staying vigilant.

If he spots danger, he runs away, because there is simply no way for him to take on any one of encountered monstrosities in a fight. He doesn't stay in one place for long either. Not that he has any particular destination in mind, but camps attract attention, and he wants none of that. He feels like there's enough of it concentrated at him already, from all the creatures here. All the eyes... He's got trouble sleeping, and that's an understatement. Maybe that's why he has these migraines and hallucinations...

Sometimes it's a pipsqueak of some sort, in clothes with tears from claws and teeth, staring at him with his only good eye. Sometimes it's a hulking giant figure, partially covered in beaten and worn metal armor. Another one looks like a kid with spidery legs made of spiky vines and treeroots, sprouting all kinds of leaves and mushrooms as something that looks like a hooded cloak. The fourth is actually fancy, with his clothes looking akin to a rich pirate captain, but this one slowly crumbles into dust before his eyes. And the last one, the only woman among them, even though tough and brutish, looks like she had something searing-hot explode her into pieces, and then was sewn back together. Whoever did that, wanted it to hurt as much as possible, because the stitches were ugly and very much poorly-done. She wore a hat, made of a head of a wild boar, and both she and the dead hog looked at him. Thinking of them made his head hurt again.

Even more disturbing was that he had the same stitches as that woman. Gruesome, visible and stretching along all of his body. He couldn't help, but see some sort of connection between them, despite her being his hallucination and making his migraines spike.

That's the reason for his reaction to actually seeing another someone, not something, alive... Is both disbelief and relief. The fact that he can see them with his limited vision is so relieving, that his knees nearly buckle. Nearly. He regains his composure, a bit suspicious yet, while making his way to the... Man? He shouts at them, using his trusty gun as a prop to hold himself upright – he feels worn after long hours of trekking through the torn-apart world. He waves his hand at the person and can't help but smile. It's gonna be alright. He found somebody!

He is met with a look of shock and bewilderment on other man's vaguely familiar angled redish face, partially hidden under the wide-brimmed hat. Two yellow eyes look at him with a mix of interest and disbelief. The instrument in his hands, something that looks like a guitar, but isn't a guitar, lays forgotten, as a man stands from his place at the encampment, his dark clothed sillhouette a stark contrast on the unkept background of the surrounding world.

— Marksman?.. Is that you?

He stops himself, now only a few paces from the man. His throat hurts, because shouting after who-knows-how-long of not speaking to anyone would do that to you, of course. So, he opts to instead tilt his head quizzically, while looking at the known-unknown musician.

Is he? Isn't he? Who is this Marksman?

(Look me up on ao3, there might be more stuff you'd like)