#weevil wc

[eggfeather]

lark, peg, and weevil

[rosemist50]

Designs for new cats in A Starless Clan: Thunder! They're all Cats of the Park. First is Rook and Scruff, Riverstar's No. 1 fan and an old guy that's kinda cool actually. Next is Wafflepaw!!! And... Wasp? The two that Frostpaw and Nightheart took back home. After is Bee, Frostpaw's therapist, and Molly, a cat with "a clever sense of humor". Then Chalk and Firefly, both ex-kittypets, implied to be mates but could also be taken platonically which is cool. Firefly's tag is meant to be that Minecraft firefly that was never added that was just two pixels. Firefly was pregnant and said she'd name her kits Frost and Night, so I just threw them in there too, why not. Then is Lark and Marlow, and Lark's kits Weevil and Peg.

⚠️ BIG spoilers under the cut (and in the tags): ⚠️

Finally here are four she-cats that had minor design changes relating to the plot, two aren't from the book but I thought I'd just put them in anyway. These design changes were much too minor for me to justify making whole new fullbodies, so headshots it is 👍 We got Squirrelstar (flight), Sparrowstar (Fur), and Nightstar (RC) for new/confirmed leaders, and Curlfeather with the rare honor of being a Dark Forest cat AND a woman. I think it's just the absolute coolest that Sparrowstar and Owlstar are siblings and became leaders of different clans, not only leaders but both are the 2nd leaders of their clans. You can just feel the potential!!!!

[candy8448]

I was on tumblr and saw one of those tag games which was something like "what are the five topics that you could ramble about non stop for an hour" and i was just thinking like, that is probably the best icebreaker than anything like two truths and a lie or go around and say what your favorite colour is, because it means that you can learn what that person's interests are and that tells you so much more about that person than "i have two siblings" does

Or maybe thats just tumblr stuff and normal everyday people dont acrually hyperfixate so hard on things that they can ramble for an hour about stuff idk, but my point still stands, learning a person's interests is way better ice breaker and just plain asking "what are your interests" will make people more guarded about what they enjoy or just not be able to think about them similar to how "what are your strengths/weaknesses?" would

Anyways:

If given the chance i could ramble for HOURS about the legend of zelda (/LU), and if that person is engaged and if they ask questions, then OH BOY they're never gonna get me to stop talking

Other things i would ramble about are warrior cats, and i ciuld def ramble for a good half hour about the promised neverland and old flash games (animal jam, binweevils, transformice, etc)

[theserpentsadvocate]

Aaaaah, I love stuff like this, thank you!

Tagged by: @copperarsenite

Tagging: @feeisamarshmallow @allonsymiddleearth @iceberg-hootenanny (and basically anyone who wants to, honestly)

rules: post the first lines of up to 10 of your last fics/chapters posted on ao3 or your wips and try to draw some conclusions.

I'm going with fics in general, not chapters (because otherwise it would be entirely Satisfaction), and probably sticking to VM fic because all the Tolkien stuff I've posted recently has been crossposting. So last five posted and last five WIPs worked on. :)

(Also, warning that the second-last sentence has a racial slur (used by a character.))

Satisfaction

Veronica’s dad was the sheriff, so she was usually pretty scrupulous about not breaking the law. 

Flipping the Script

All Jade wanted was to get her mother’s car and drop it off with enough time to get to the library before it closed, and since the library was open late on Thursdays and she’d stopped to pick it up at 4 PM, it hadn’t seemed that difficult.

Unexpected Dividends

It was probably weird to run a to-do list for your boss in your head, but Eli had been doing it since his second month on the job, because Fred was competent, and reasonably organized, and obviously he was a hell of a mechanic, but his ability to prioritize was a little bit whacked out.

The Most Important Part

“Hot date?”

The Art of Starting Over

It turned out that calling your sort-of boyfriend after a whole week and a half of radio silence was daunting.

Choices (upcoming post S4 oneshot)

Jade grew up in San Diego.

Hunger Games AU for 'X universes Veronica didn't grow up in'

I didn’t sleep well, the night before the Reaping.

untitled WIP (zombie non-AU, post-S4)

Veronica made it home for the end of the world.

Carmen for 'Would've, Could've, Should've' (pending oneshot series)

Yesterday, Carter Phelps shoved Carmen into the stair railing and called her a wetback, like her parents swam all the way here from Venezuela.

Circle of Magic AU for 'X universes Veronica didn't grow up in'

The first time the Guard caught Weevil breaking into a rich man’s house, they tattooed an X on the web of skin between his thumb and first finger and threw him into a cell for the night.

*

So for the obvious – I favour third person (which I knew), and I’m a bit heavier on female POVs than I anticipated (which I’m pleased with, actually). Also Jade's very prominent, and since I’m already 50% of the Jade/Eli tag on AO3, that doesn’t exactly shock me.

(It’s not immediately obvious for all of them, but every single one of these is Weevil-heavy, which is the most unshocking thing possible. I think I have exactly one VM fic in progress where he’s not central to the entire premise, and even there he’s still majorly present.)

Other than that, the closest thing to a trend that I can pick up is that apparently I like opening sentences that feel either dynamic or relatable? Satisfaction and the post-canon zombie fic both have the more classic hook of raising questions about what’s going on, and most of the JEC fics as well as Carmen’s WCS entry are an attempt to jump you right into the characters’ heads or at least their social reality. Whereas the fusion AUs seem to establish their crossover-fandom immediately (THG with an immediate reference to a well known part of that universe, and COM by heavily echoing Briar’s introductory sentence). I don’t know if I did it on purpose, but I like it, so I’ll have to see how much/if that holds true for the other ones in the series. (The BTVS and Animorphs ones are harder, because they involve discovering something, but the summary of the latter will definitely start with My name is Veronica…, and the 1-800-WHERE-R-U one starts with a direct shout-out.)

Anyway! I’d be interested to know if there’s anything that strikes you. :)

[sirsoggybread]

smitten | spencer reid

spencer reid x bau!reader

summary: when an unsub is killing teenage couples, you and spencer have to go undercover to lure him out.

warnings: mentions of murder and violence, typical criminal minds case, kissing, allusions to a praise kink? (nothing freaky nasty tho), mentions of bugs and eating bugs (sorry.)

wc: 2k

a/n: criticism appreciated since im new to writing (esp x reader fics) pls be nice tho. hope you enjoy!

Spencer wasn't even sure how he got here. He tried to place it, recalling every interaction he's had with you since you joined the BAU, but he still wasn't sure when his crush had started to form.

Crush. He hated that. He hated calling it that because it made him feel like a child, but that's what it was, wasn't it? He was smitten for you.

Maybe, it wasn't one particular moment in which a switch flipped in his brain, and he decided to start imagining how his daily routine would change to include you. Maybe, when he first met you, you planted a tiny seed of curiosity in his heart that slowly grew to consume him.

He was pulled from his thoughts by the sound of your voice, "Hey, Doc, I gotta question for you."

His lips twitched into a smile, he loved that you appreciated his endless knowledge. You didn't brush him off like most people did. You listened to his rambles, you enjoyed his fun facts, you asked for more.

"Hm, what's up?" He hummed, stirring another spill of sugar into his coffee to distract himself from your eyes.

"I saw a video the other day of a girl talking about how there's cockroaches in our ground coffee... is that true?" You asked, tilting your head, your eyes locked onto his cup.

"Yes." He answered, bringing his cup to his lips and taking a sip, causing your nose to scrunch in disgust. He let out a chuckle at your cute expression. "It's not just cockroaches either, it's mostly beetles and weevils."

Your jaw fell slack, "You know this and you drink it?"

His lips pressed into a thin line as he suppressed his amused smile, "It's not uncommon for bug particles to get into most of the food we consume, but they're ultimately undetectable and unharmful. In fact, it's an added source of fiber. In some countries such as Japan, China, Indonesia, Mexico, and more, bugs are commonly enjoyed as a delicacy and appreciated for their nutritious benefits."

You nodded slowly in response to the influx of information. Your eyes locked onto the coffee pot, internally grappling with the prospect of bugs being in the next cup of coffee that you were most definitely still going to drink.

Spencer bit back an amused smile as he watched you struggle, his gaze lingered for a moment too long, before he decided he should probably find his desk again. He settled into his chair and glanced up from his report, watching as you tentatively sipped your freshly made cup of coffee.

Naturally, Derek caught Spencer staring, and couldn't resist the urge to tease, “What's going on between the two of you, lover boy?”

Spencer felt the heat creep up his neck, his shoulder's tensing, “What? Nothing.” He cringed, knowing he was quick to answer.

Derek chuckled, “Oh, really?” He challenged, “How'd you even know who I was talking about then?”

“Ooh,” Emily leaned against Spencer's desk, “Are we talking about Spencer's crush?”

If Spencer's face wasn't red before, it definitely was now. “It's not a crush.” He said adamantly.

“Denial.” Emily hummed, earning a chuckle from Derek. She continued to tease, “You know, JJ and I have a bet going on about this, you wanna get in on that?”

“Can everybody meet in the briefing room? We got a case.”

Spencer's shoulder slumped with relief as JJ rushed past them. It's weird to be relieved by a new case, but the teasing would come to halt, and he could focus on something other than the way your nose scrunched as you drank your coffee.

Everyone gathered around the round table, trading theories and observations as JJ presented the case.

“Unlike the previous murders, Benjamin and Gina both had ligature marks on their wrists, their bodies were also deeper in the desert than our first couple.” JJ zoomed in on the bruised wrists of the corpses displayed across the TV.

“He's escalating,” Derek stated simply.

You nodded in agreement, “Controlling two people at once isn't easy, even with the threat of a weapon. He’s applying what he learned from the first murders.”

“Perfecting his craft.” Rossi hummed, the disgust evident in his voice.

“One thing is for certain,” Hotch started, standing from his seat, “His time between kills is getting shorter, which means he's probably looking for another couple now. Wheels up in 20.”

–

Even as the team ate dinner, it was shitty fast food in the police station and your noses were buried in files. Spencer still stood, staring intently at the map pinned to the board in front of him, his brows knitted tightly together.

“Staring at the board isn't going to make the answer any clearer,” you said, familiar with his expression that crossed his face, “what are you thinking?”

“Tommy and Jane both lived in the south side of town, not far from the dumpsite, but Benjamin lived in the Northside, and Gina lived in the Northeast. Garcia couldn't find any connection between the two couples– different schools, different jobs, different friend groups. So… why these couples? Where is he finding his victims?”

You stopped in your tracks, recalling an earlier interview with the parents. His question struck a realization in you. “If you're 18 with super religious parents, where are you going to makeout with your boyfriend?”

“A makeout spot,” Derek interjected.

Spencer turned to face the team with a quizzical expression, “A makeout spot?”

“Yeah, yeah,” You answered, “Sometimes teenagers find secluded spots where they'll go to makeout or whatever. Then, they tell their friends, who tell their friends, so on and so forth.”

You turned to Hotch with a sense of urgency, “Is JJ still with Gina's friends?”

“I'm calling her now.” Hotch said, already holding the phone to his ear.

Derek’s eyes flickered between you and Spencer, his brow raised, “You realize what this means, right?”

“What?” Spencer asked.

Everyone's attention was on the two of you, you sighed, “It means you and I are going to have to go undercover as a couple.”

Spencer’s eyes widened, and he frantically shook his head, “What? Why- Why us? Why can't you two do it?” He gestured between Derek and Emily.

Emily deadpanned, though a smirk tugged at her lips.

“Come on, you really think Emily and I can pass as teenagers?” Derek asked, before adding, “I mean, I probably could, but Emily definitely can't.”

“Wha- Hey!” Emily slapped his shoulder lightly.

A stern look from Hotch caused four of you to quiet down. He hung up the phone and glanced between you and Spencer, “JJ just sent me the location. Are the two of you up for this?”

“Yes.” You answered quickly, your heart thumping with anticipation. This guy had killed four teenagers, you didn't even have to consider it.

Spencer swallowed, his eyes flickering over each member of the team, all focused on him. He wanted to kiss you, be close to you, but this isn't how he wanted it to go. “Yes,” he sighed.

–

Spencer sat stiffly in the backseat of the beat down car. His ears were tinted pink, and he couldn't even blame it on the wind drifting through the cracked windows–damn, Arizona, and their warm weather.

“Should we um, should we lay down?” He asked, fidgeting with his hands.

“No,” you answered, “we don't want him to find us in any more of a compromising position than we'll already be in.”

Spencer swallowed, and nodded. “So, um…”

“Spencer, relax.” You coaxed, but he couldn't. He was supposed to kiss you, and touch you, and the whole team was listening, and you guys were about to get attacked by a serial killer. Ironically, that last one was the least nerve-wracking.

“Just don't think.” You guided his hands to your waist, “I will do all the kissing and touching, and I'll stay on high-alert. Just… try to relax, and… make sounds.” Even your cheeks grew warm at your last words.

He was about to ask what you meant by make sounds, but he was caught off by your lips pressing against his–well, sort of. You kept your thumb hidden between your mouths, so your lips never completely touched. Spencer was grateful for that, it made the scene feel less intimate.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, Hotch occasionally giving you updates through your ear piece.“We have eyes on someone, but we can't move in until we're sure it's the unsub.”

You sighed, knowing the unsub wouldn't approach until he was sure the two of you were too caught up in each other to notice him.

You moved your head next to Spencer's ear, and his breath hitched at the sensation of your warm breath on his neck.

“This okay?” you asked in a hushed tone.

“Mhm,” He hummed, forcing his shoulders to relax, and willing his head to fall to the side. He understood what you meant by ‘make sounds’ now, because the moment your lips met his neck with wet kisses, a gasp escaped his lips.

“That's good, keep doing that.” you hummed against his neck, his grip on your waist tightened as his mind started to blur. He knew you meant the noise was good because it would convince the unsub, but the praise still caused an embarrassing amount of heat to pool in his stomach.

“Suspect is approaching.” If Aaron's voice through the earpiece wasn't enough to pull him out of the haze, the car door opening, followed by a rush of footsteps definitely was.

Emily's voice rang out, “FBI, you are under arrest for the murder of Thomas Buros, Jane Martin, Gina Amato, and Benjamin Cohen.”

You could still hear Emily reciting the Miranda rights as she pulled the unsub away from the car. Hotch poked his head in, “Are you guys okay?”

“Fine,” Spencer mumbled, his heart still racing from the array of events that unfolded.

You nodded, “Yeah, we're good.”

“We're taking him back to the station. We're not anticipating for him to request a lawyer, so Rossi's going to lead the interrogation. You two are good to head to the hotel for the rest of the night.”

–

Hotch was right, he never requested a lawyer, and it didn't take long for Rossi to get him to confess. The next morning, the team was on a flight back to D.C.

Things had been awkward between you and Spencer. Well, Spencer had been awkward, and the teasing from the team was relentless.

So, you waited. You let him sit as far as possible from you on the jet and you waited until everyone had drifted off into sleep, before finding a spot next to Spencer.

You gently nudged him out of his sleep. He inhaled deeply, and rubbed his eyes as he came to, and his cheeks flushed instantly upon seeing you. He swallowed as he sat up, his pulse began to race, anticipating the conversation he was sure you were going to insist on having.

Instead, you held out a square lollipop, with a scorpion encased in the center of the transparent, red candy.

His brows furrowed, “What? What is that?”

“It's candy,” You smiled, “they had them at the corner store near the hotel, so I got it for you.”

His lips curled into a curious smile as he accepted the candy, and began inspecting it.

“Bugs are commonly enjoyed as delicacies and appreciated for their nutritional benefits.” You echoed back to him a part of your earlier conversation, and he let out a chuckle. Now it made sense.

“Well, I think the uh, candy casing might be a little counterproductive.” He commented, his lips pursing as he suppressed his amused smile, “You didn't get one for yourself?”

“Oh, no. I will have to pass on the uh, scorpion. I prefer my bugs to be undetectable.” You said quickly, earning a laugh from Spencer. His anxiety over the impending conversation seemed to dissipate.

He unwrapped the candy and stuck it in his mouth, causing your nose to wrinkle. Suddenly, he felt like he was right back where he started–his stomach fluttering as you looked at him with an amused gleam in your eye, and his heart swelling as you referenced your earlier conversation. You listened, you remembered, and you thought of him enough to buy him this piece of candy (in his favorite flavor too.)

Yes, he was definitely smitten, but then again, maybe you were too.

[starwebsonadow]

ー STARWEB MASTERPOST‼️

OWNER/ADMIN : @foddercaptain

☆ Some information on this au and how it works. This WILL be updated overtime, tweaked, adjusted, and referred back to!!

SHORT SUMMARY:

Starweb is an original bug/arthropods themed Sonic (but mostly Sonadow) centered AU in which all mobian characters in canon are bug counterparts to their original species! EX: Hedgehogs = Spiders, Echidnas = Ants, Foxes = Weevils, etc. Instead of just bugs though, they are referred to as Insectians! Basically means mobians. This will be released though 3-5 arcs in a comic format.

REFERENCE SHEETS & LINKS AT THE BOTTOM‼️

• What's it about? ★

The story follows primarily Sonic and Shadow in their lives as Insectians, born under very different circumstances and understanding of nature or how to live, they learn about each other and even if their opinions and ways oppose or clash sometimes they still care about one another to great extents. This is a Sonadow plot, but you can consider it more of constant slow burn, really, it's just never ending slow burn sometimes, it kills me too. This world works on a base of "survival of the fittest," meaning that animals eat bugs & bugs eat other bugs, and that's just reality. They are quite literally just bugs, there are no powers like the characters normally would posses, but instead their abilities depends on their body and species, like making silk or flying. Natural disasters for them are things small to humans but big to them, like rain, wind or even as drastic as forest fires. In addition, in-universe they have their own terminology for certain things, taking some inspiration from A Bugs Life, Mouse Guard, WC, & WoF.

• Terminology! (wip) ★

ー Insectians - The replacement word for mobians, refers to the general bug or population. It does not matter if the insectian in question is an insect in real life, they could be an arachnid and still be considered an insectian. EX: There was another insectian nearby.

ー Forager - An insectian who collects human-made or unnatural objects, whether for use or just having it, this includes those who make homes from said objects, EX: living in a former soup can.

ー Beastie - An insult used against vegan insectians that are not naturally vegan, this would be considered a minor slur, but it is frequently amongst those in tune with their instincts to mock those who aren't, EX: "You're a beastie."

ー Scavenger - Insectians that feed on other dead or decaying insectians. This is commonly used in phrases or insults, as being a scavenger is considered "unclean" by some, EX: "You eat like a scavenger."

ー Tamer - An insectian with the talent of taming animals that aren't bugs, such as birds or rodents.

ー Vagabond - Those insectians with adventure in their veins who cannot or do not want to stay in one place, often insectians that have little fear of their natural world and explore.

ー Dwellers - Insectians who live close to humans or inhabit human homes, this can be infestations or genuine pets with enclosures. Dwellers are commonly lacking instinctive knowledge of the wilderness depending on where they were born and lived.

ー Chao - Farmed or pet: Grub, maggots, or larvae of some kind, they are like the human equivalent of chickens as they are commonly used for an easy food source that doesn't involve hunting or killing other insectians for said food.

ー Maggot - Can be used as an insult towards another insectians intelligence or adolescent behavior, the replacement for idiot or stupid, it means someone's as smart as a maggot, maggots are the baby/larvae stage of some bugs such as flies, EX: "You act like a maggot."

ー Season - Refers to someone's age or time passed in life, being in season means one is of the age of maturity, it's often used to separate old from young insectians, though this doesn't always work as bugs can be big and not be in season, they do not celebrate things like birthdays or keep track of ages. It can also be used to state an insectian is immature, EX: "For your age, you sure are out of season." (No, there won't be age gap ships or weird stuff).

• Story Execution ★

Starweb will consist of comics and writings! Both formats will be used to articulate whatever parts of the plot that are needed. Currently, this will be going in 3 main story arcs, they start at when Sonic and Shadow meet then go from there, it will go in order but have more of an episodic format. I'll makes a comic page every whenever-i-can and post them, I'll put out illustrations, one-shots, and whatnot! I'd like to include multiple mediums and hope everyone will follow and enjoy it until the finale of the story. Even once that happens, i must clarify that won't be the end of the au, there's a huge cast of characters. pre-starweb events, and so just so many things that aren't shoved into the main plot.

• Extra/FAQ! ☆

ー Yes you can make Starweb ocs or convert your ocs into Starweb!! Nothings is a closed species and if you really don't feel the current au design limitations of the bug species fit than don't be afraid to do your own thing! Have FUN!!!

ー Despite the story following Sonadow and everyone being bug sized, i do not mind fanart of your own favorite Sonic ships with my au! Prefer Sonamy? Knuxadow? Alright, you can draw starweb sonamy/knuxadow! Wanna give them clothes or accessories for fun? Cool as hell! I don't mind and would love to be tagged so i can see too! (This does not include proships, if you are making weird art of my au i will block you).

ー Curious about anything or want to submit a drawing request? Go ahead! Of course, keep it sfw, and i will see what i can do! I won't be drawing anyone else's ocs unless you are a mutual, but I'll be happy enough to draw other ideas related to the au!

ー You can in fact make fan designs for characters that have yet to be drawn or have a reference! I know that ultimately i won't be able to do every character I'd like, especially less common ones like Manic (spider) or Sally (moth), some mutuals have already done with with characters like Espio, and even prior- Metal!

ー I don't mind taking inspiration off of my au, but of course if you do I'd love to see and even support ya, so please tag me if you make ocs, your own au, or anything else! If it is really heavy inspiration, then still don't be afraid to ask, i have many mutuals who have requests to so it shouldn't be a problem unless you're taking too much, i love to talk about bug characters!

ー Spider species thingy! I'll make more and better ones in the future for every primary species.

★ If you're interested in this au don't be afraid to send asks anytime, always open here!

🕸 : STARWEB COMIC

🐜 : ARCHIVE/REFERENCES

🐛 : STARWEB DISCORD

🐞 : (wip)

[warriors-rewritten-chaos]

Warrior Cats Prefixes- W

I had a WC Name Generator on Perchance that I made but I don't seem to have access anymore, so I'm remaking it here as just a simple list. The definitions used are the ones that Clan cats have for those things, and thus are the origins of the names. Definitions used are whatever I found when I googled it.

Wagtail-: "[noun] any of various chiefly Old World oscine birds (family Motacillidae) related to the pipits and having a long tail that they habitually jerk up and down"

Walnut-: "[noun] the large wrinkled edible seed of a deciduous tree, consisting of two halves contained within a hard shell which is enclosed in a green fruit; [noun] he tall tree that produces the walnut, with compound leaves and valuable ornamental timber"

Wander-: "[verb] walk or move in a leisurely, casual, or aimless way; [noun] an act or instance of wandering"

Warble-: "[verb] (of a bird) sing softly and with a succession of constantly changing notes; [noun] a warbling sound or utterance"

Warbler-: "[noun] any of a number of small insectivorous songbirds that typically have a warbling song"

Warm-: "[adj] of or at a fairly or comfortably high temperature; [adj] having, showing, or expressive of enthusiasm, affection, or kindness"

Wasp-: "[noun] a social winged insect that has a narrow waist and a sting. It constructs a paper nest from wood pulp and raises the larvae on a diet of insects; [noun] a solitary winged insect with a narrow waist, mostly distantly related to the social wasps and including many parasitic kinds"

Water-: "[noun] a colorless, transparent, odorless liquid that forms the seas, lakes, rivers, and rain"

Wave-: "[noun] a long body of water curling into an arched form and breaking on the shore; [verb] move one's tail or paw to and fro in greeting or as a signal"

Wavy-: "[adj] having a form or edge that smoothly curves in and out"

Wax-: "[noun] a sticky yellowish moldable substance secreted by honeybees as the material of honeycomb, aka beeswax"

Waxcap-: "[noun] a species of fungi that are often brightly-coloured with a waxy or slippery-looking cap"

Weasel-: "[noun] a small, slender, carnivorous mammal related to, but generally smaller than, the stoat"

Web-: "[noun] a network of fine threads constructed by a spider from fluid secreted by its spinnerets, used to catch its prey"

Webcap-: "[noun] a mushroom of the agaric genus Cortinarius, many of which are highly poisonous"

Weed-: "[noun] a wild plant growing where it is not wanted and in competition with cultivated plants"

Weeping-: "[adj] shedding tears; [adj] used in names of tree and shrub varieties with drooping branches"

Weevil-: "[noun] a small beetle with an elongated snout, the larvae of which typically develop inside seeds, stems, or other plant parts"

Wet-: "[adj] covered or saturated with water or another liquid"

Wheat-: "[noun] a cereal plant that is the most important kind grown in temperate countries; [noun] the grain of the wheat plant"

Whimbrel-: "[noun] a small migratory curlew of northern Eurasia and northern Canada, with a striped crown and a trilling call"

Whirl-: "[verb] move or cause to move rapidly around and around; [noun] a rapid movement around and around"

Whirling-: "[adj] characterized by rapid movement round and round"

Whisper-: "[verb] speak very softly using one's breath without one's vocal cords"

Whispering-: "[verb] speak very softly using one's breath without one's vocal cords, especially for the sake of privacy"

Whistle-: "[verb] to make a shrill clear sound especially by rapid movement"

Whistling-: "[verb] emit a clear, high-pitched sound; [verb] (especially of a bird) produce a clear, high-pitched sound"

White-: "[adj] of the color of milk or fresh snow, due to the reflection of most wavelengths of visible light; [noun] white color or pigment"

Whorl-: "[noun] a pattern of spirals or concentric circles; [verb] spiral or move in a twisted and convoluted fashion"

Wigeon-: "[noun] a dabbling duck with mainly reddish-brown and gray plumage, the male having a whistling call"

Wild-: "[adj] (of an animal or plant) living or growing in the natural environment"

Willow-: "[noun] a tree or shrub of temperate climates that typically has narrow leaves, bears catkins, and grows near water"

Wilting-: "[verb] (of a plant, leaf, or flower) become limp through heat, loss of water, or disease. Droop; [verb] (of a cat) lose one's energy or vigor"

Wind-: "[noun] the perceptible natural movement of the air, especially in the form of a current of air blowing from a particular direction"

Windy-: "[adj] (of weather, a period of time, or a place) marked by or exposed to strong winds"

Wish-: "[verb] feel or express a strong desire or hope for something that is not easily attainable, or to want something that cannot or probably will not happen"

Wisp-: "[noun] a small thin or twisted bunch, piece, or amount of something"

Wisteria-: "[noun] a climbing shrub of the pea family, with hanging clusters of pale bluish-lilac flowers"

Wolf-: "[noun] a wild carnivorous mammal of the dog family, living and hunting in packs"

Wolverine-: "[noun] a heavily built short-legged carnivorous mammal with a shaggy dark coat and a bushy tail"

Wonder-: "[noun] a feeling of surprise mingled with admiration, caused by something beautiful, unexpected, unfamiliar, or inexplicable; [verb] desire or be curious to know something"

Wood-: "[noun] the hard fibrous material that forms the main substance of the trunk or branches of a tree or shrub; [noun] an area of land, smaller than a forest, that is covered with growing trees"

Woodpecker-: "[noun] a bird with a strong bill and a stiff tail, which climbs tree trunks to find insects and drums on dead wood to mark territory"

Woodruff-: "[noun] a white-flowered plant of the bedstraw family with whorled leaves, smelling of new-mown hay when dried or crushed"

Wool-: "[noun] the fine, soft curly or wavy hair forming the coat of a sheep, goat, or similar animal"

Woolly: "[adj] made of wool or looking like wool"

Worm-: "[noun] any of a number of creeping or burrowing invertebrate animals with long, slender soft bodies and no limbs"

Wren-: "[noun] a small short-winged songbird"

[naixatlozdesigns]

Ultra Deep Sea

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[scourge-sympathiser]

poplarspring & weevilface

[neurodiverse-myfanwy]

Alexithymia

a/n: I am proud to present my first fic for my 25 follower celebration! This one features an autistic Ianto struggling to identify and process emotions and comes from the first prompt from this post from @bookwermthings. The title and the concept is alexithymia, a trait of autism and other neurodevelopmental disorders. WC: 996

It was easy, easier than anything, to say that Ianto would die for Lisa. For Yvonne.

A year later, he would die for Jack. For Gwen. For Owen. For Tosh.

And then two years after that, for Jack. For Gwen. For Rhys.

“I love you,” said Lisa. It was their six month anniversary, and the first time she’d said those three words. They were in a gorgeous French place, and she was wearing a fitted red dress, and Ianto thought she was the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

“I love you,” said Lisa, and he froze.

“I love you,” said Lisa, and he said, “Good,” and they drove home in silence. It took three days, several apologies, a bouquet of flowers, and a handwritten I love you Ianto wasn’t sure he even understood for Lisa to speak to him properly outside of work after that.

“I need you,” said Yvonne. They were being marched away from the Breach by Cybermen and she tugged him to the side and looked him in the eye and gave him the chance to run away, to try to fight the Cybermen, to try to fight the Daleks. To lead Torchwood One in her absence, even if it meant he only prolonged his own inevitable death.

“I need you,” said Yvonne, and he nodded sharply, and he ran.

“I need you,” said Yvonne, and he ran, and he never saw her again.

“I came back for you,” said Jack. He had been gone for months (Ianto would later learn it was over a year from Jack’s perspective), and then he came back and Gwen railed on him and Ianto thought he deserved it, because he left them. He left Ianto, and Jack couldn’t leave Ianto. It threw the universe out of balance.

“I came back for you,” said Jack, and Ianto said nothing.

“I came back for you,” said Jack, and “Dinner? A movie?” and Ianto said yes even though his heart ached just as much now that Jack was home as it did when Jack was gone.

“Sweetheart,” said Gwen. His mother had died, and he didn’t know who to talk to, who to tell. He couldn’t even talk to Rhiannon, because she was busy with the kids and with Johnny and heaven knew they hardly got along anyway. He told Gwen, because Gwen got along with him better than Rhi ever had.

“Sweetheart,” said Gwen, and Ianto lied and said he needed the loo.

“Sweetheart,” said Gwen, and Ianto went to the loo, and when he came back, his face splotchy and red and the edges of his hair and collar damp from tap water, he picked up his keys and walked out the door and thanked Gwen for letting him visit with her.

“Careful, Tea Boy,” said Owen. Ianto had damaged his chest tissue and bruised his ribs from binding too tight, and from exercising while binding, but in his defense he couldn’t just take off his binder at a moment’s notice to chase after a Weevil or fistfight a Blowfish. Still, Owen’s hand was gentle on his shoulder, and he looked down at Ianto and promised to buy him three new binders that fit better if only Ianto would promise to bind safely.

“Careful, Tea Boy,” said Owen, and Ianto shrugged him off.

“Careful, Tea Boy,” said Owen, and Ianto gathered up his clothes and winced at the pain in his ribs and made sure Owen’s coffee was exactly as he liked it until he saw the pristine package on his desk in the archives. He opened it, and there were three new binders, all different colors, and they fit like a glove.

“I hope I did good,” said Tosh. It was her video, though, and it was wrong. It didn’t have Tosh’s warmth or softness, or the gentle smell of her shampoo, because Tosh was dead. Gray had killed her, killed Owen, killed Jack a hundred million times over. Tosh was dead, and outside of this damned video, Ianto would never see her again.

“I hope I did good,” said Tosh, and a tear slipped unbidden down Ianto’s cheek.

“I hope I did good,” said Tosh, and Ianto walked away, because there was a gaping hole in his chest that seemed the size and shape of Tosh and Owen and Lisa and Yvonne and Mum and Dad and everyone he had ever been willing to die for. There was a gaping hole in his chest that belonged to Tosh, because she did so good, and he wasn’t sure he could ever be happy again.

“Thank you,” said Rhys. Ianto thought he had embarrassed himself, with the croquet set and the carrot sticks, losing his tie to a stranger’s pet. But here Rhys was, tears in his eyes, staining his cheeks, wrapped in the arms of his friends and holding a hand out to Ianto.

“Thank you,” said Rhys, and Ianto inched closer, awkward and anxious.

“Thank you,” said Rhys, but Ianto only did what any friend would do, didn’t he? He reminded Rhys that it was okay to grieve, it was okay to lose, it was okay to be sad, it was okay to grieve, it was okay to love. Even if it was hard to understand love, it was okay to love.

For Lisa, his heart pounded in his chest.

For Yvonne, he would tear apart the planet.

For Jack, he would listen and embrace and kiss until he no longer could.

For Gwen, he would talk.

For Owen, he would keep himself safe.

For Tosh, his heart was torn in two.

For Rhys, he would push himself out of his comfort zone.

Ianto didn’t know what to call these feelings, or how they were different from each other, or how they were the same, but he kept them and cherished them and grew them when he could and mourned them when he had to, and even when he ached, he was warm.

[majesticnerdynerd]

WIPWCW #4

So... I’ve skipped the last 2 weeks of check-ins because I simply forgot, LOL *dumbass* Here’s a new check-in for @wipwc-wednesday​!

Weekly WC: counting the last 2 week ~13k I’ve finished epiosde 12 of Reichenbach Falls, my superwholock fic. Besides that, I’ve reviewed all chapters of my potterlock fanfic, Harry Potter and the Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, which accounts for like, 85k words. 

WIP Status: RF is doing great, I have started episode 13, so my pre-writing schedule is coming along nicely. My potterlock fic is on the line to start pre-writing a few chapters ahead too, at least 4 but preferably more. My spn flower shop series are on hold for a bit

Chapters: I’ve written a total of 5 complete first drafts for 5 individual chapters. I have also published the whole 8th episode of Reichenbach Falls called ‘National Treasure-Trove’ where John and Irene sought out the town’s original founder and uncovered a conspiracy, and Sherlock helped Sally Donovan solve minor cases while Greg stayed in county jail after a pair of kids pranked him. Yep. Poor Greg. 

Favourite Characters To Write This Week: I have to say writing John Watson is quite interesting. Giving him the background I did, it’s easier to relate to him and put a few lessons forward eventually. Then Greg Lestrade, he is an interesting guy who has a lot of secrets of his own so >:D

Favourite Snippet/Scene: This is from episode 8, Reichenbach Falls, where John found an official file documenting the infamous coverup 

THE O’LEARY COVER-UP

‘Let it be known that Balexander O’Leary, famous in his native Reichenbach Falls for rolling down the hills stark naked and let wild racoons clothe him until he got fleas and for drinking sewage water, thinking it was a magic potion granting him powers to see Jesus Christ and fight him until his second coming on Earth, was chosen to become the first US-allowed official mayor of Reichenbach Falls. O’Leary often spoke in a series of babbles and unintelligible yells, usually screaming his trademark phrases: ‘That sign can’t stop me because I can’t read!’ and ‘Baghferumehamamahaaaaaa! The winged oats are attacking!’’

“Oh my God, he predicted a meme and spoke in keysmash?” Irene said in awe. John grunted a response, his brain focused on the rest of the text.

The rest is under the cut! See you next week, folks!

‘The fabled founder of Reichenbach Falls was, in fact, a fraud. His last miserable, and completely unaccounted for moments on Earth were spent suffocating in a barrel filled with pickled water as he attempted to transcend to the lost world of Atlantis. Whether he’d achieved it or not, no one cares, because Balexander O’Leary was a [CENSORED] hated by everyone who got a whiff of his cologne and personality. He will not be missed.

‘The true founder of the town appears to be a mysterious man who allegedly travelled here from the future year of 2012. Also known as Alexander Hirsch, or King Awesome-Sauce, the eccentric miracle man went crazy the first night he discovered the town’s whereabouts. He claimed that he had had a bet with a friend in the future, which consisted of burning his old, ugly red jacket that was burned under a Full Moon while Hirsch and his friends danced around the bonfire, chanting Satanic verses such as: ‘Hola-Ola-Antilopa-Mola-Dona-Pepsi-Cola!’ or ‘We’re all weevils in a captain’s biscuit!’ In other words, he had sold his soul to an unspecified deity or demon, and thus Reichenbach Falls was created.

‘Hirsch was also famous for riding into the White House and battling Thomas Jefferson and his pet alligator with an army of alloted deer, three of which were constantly addicted to petrol. Hirsch claimed his German surname granted him the magical ability of a Disney Princess, and used his powers most accordingly.

‘Unfortunately, Hirsch’s 21st century antics held no purpose in the late 1700s, and he went crazy in less than a month, drawing odd sketches of two siblings in a mystery town. He was impeached by a group of thug squirrels who took over Reichenbach Falls in an unsuccessful attempt to establish a forestocracy as a protest against deer who licked their nuts (unspecified which kind). The squirrels were gunned by woodpeckers who avenged the local mafia family of beavers, and peace was once again established, but in the meantime, Alexander Hirsch disappeared. The last time the locals had seen him was on the back of a half-paraplegic deer with abhorrent singing abilities as Hirsch yodeled a weirdly familiar theme song of his made-up world.’

[yuginooo]

more au shit

oh FUCK ok after mai becomes shadowclan leader she makes shizuka her deputy, which a lot of cats are unsure about because shizuka has uveitis and is half blind as a result. she proves herself more than capable on the journey over the mountains. she's deputy for many years and all of the clans are ready to accept her as leader after mai, until a growing infection in her eyes kills her. raptor/ryuuzaki succeeds her and becomes leader after mai. he wasn't deputy for very long, so the other clans dont really know him. he's bad at clan politics and gets embarrassed at every gathering for being a dick.

[exocynraku]

ohmygod what happened to you three

warrior cats au where they are bugs? that would be pretty cool i think