#zain is a menace

[noblogsir]

the hell spawn is tryna get some bitch3$

[squishywizardd]

TDR Cast Sleepover

[im-not-a-ghost]

Mini PAC - Details about your soulmate/TF using game cards and letters

Group 1 - Cassette

Banana card : they are fruity! If they’re a man, they have big D energy. They are joyful. They come from a warm climate country. Possibly an island.

Bunny card : this person is super cute and lovely. They look like a baby. They are very kind and soft with others. They have a high sex drive. Their teeth and ears could be parts of their body that you like about them. They feel very innocent and vulnerable.

Airplane card : this person likes to travel for fun and/or travels a lot for work. They live at a distance from you. They enjoy fast communication. They are active. They are curious and love to be challenged.

Letters : T H U N L I I O E Z E I C U Y I M A

Words or names I picked up on ( feel free to add more to the list in the comments) :

Liam, Theo, Noah, Noe, Zain, Zina, Zelie, Mona, Mina, Naim, Chloé, Chile, Lucy, Milan, Athene, Luna, China, mole, eye, cutie, cinema, zinc, camel, thyme, chain, lion, Leo, Helio, Nile, mint, maze, hazel, mountain, cunt, aconite, Lyna, Lina, Alice, menace, county, yen, Celine, TMI, TUE(sday), OCT(ober), autumn, Ciel, honey, Luca, Han, menu, hate, anime

Group 2 - Subway

Bicycle and train card : they live at a distance from you but it could be easily accessible. They enjoy traveling and/or they travel for work. They like biking.

Dress card : they are pretty feminine. They like to dress unconventionally. So if they’re a man, they like to wear skirts or high heels, to put on makeup. If they’re a woman, they’re a bit of a tomboy. They enjoy fashion in general. They could be a model.

Dolphin card : they are sociable. Their family matters a lot to them. They are very sensitive and in tune with their intuition. They have a kind and generous heart. They are playful, even flirty. They like water and/or leave near a body of water.

letters : W E E M S A U T T B A E E O R E N R

Words and names I picked up on (feel free to add more to the list in the comments) : tenor, Muse, water, Mona, Mason, Saturn, Beau, war, ram, Taurean, brat, bae, West, euro, won, MON(day), mount, sun, tarot, bus, runes, tan, beast, Roman, Roma, Meteora, Mars, ASMR, Ares, Arena, amore, nature, muerte, mentor, senor, Matteo, master, webmaster, woman, man, Erasme, Bruno, brunette, same, torn, tears, BTS, Naruto, Moana

Group 3 - Snacks

Letters X L N E J E E A O N A H N N L I R W L

Words and names I picked up on (feel free to add to the list in the comments) :

Hélène, Helena, Nia Jax, jail, Leo, Xena, hell, Joan, Joana, Jane, Jean, Jona, jean, Noel, Noe, Noa, lion, JAN(uary), Wall E, halo, hola, hello, Axel, Hoax, Jihane, Will, Jorah, horn, Jael, Jeanne, norn, helix, Halle, alien, Rollex, Rollin, Alienor, Jolie, Rio, Janeiro, Nelliel, Ronnie, Leon, Johann, Neil

Watermelon card : They support Palestine. They come from a warm climate country. They love summer. They love watermelon. They like your juice ;)

Tennis ball card : They are athletic. They enjoy tennis or any type of ball game. They got balls ;) They are swift and fast. They communicate quickly, they are witty and sarcastic.

Socks card : You'd feel very cozy with them. They have an odd but warm personality. They enjoy date nights snuggling by the fireplace or Netflix and chilling. They have cold feet.

[the-ship-maker-2]

I need more headcanons of Dave and Tabby being chaotic cousins

Ik who you are 😈

Dave and Tabby being chaotic Cousins HCs

-both are the weird kids that only had each other at the once a year family gatherings.

-they are each other's favorite cousins

-sleepovers with them involved making food, having deep talks, jamming out, and making blood pacts that all favorite cousins do together

-baby tabby used to be a menace to Dave's mom as payback for her being mean to Dave

-they played together like normal kids do with weird fucked up backstories and elaborate plots

-used to play with figurines they got from the gumball machines and went on seven seasons of this game and plot with them before eventually losing interest

-once Dave came out as trans ftm to tabby she was the first one who supported him and gave him his first "oops" haircut to match his gender and piss off his mom

-she played it off like they were playing salon.

-sometimes tabby will take Dave on Boys nights with zaine and Toby just to get some socializing in

-they are thick as theives and partners in crime

I hope you like these and feel free to ask again!

[rafor]

Chapter 64 - Thunderstorm - The Glitch

Siveth chuckled and said, “That was exhilarating. Next time, you should let me glide with you.” I smiled and said, “We’ll see about that. For now, I need some rest.” I felt a wave of fatigue wash over me as the evening sky darkened. I made my way to the hammock and drifted into sleep.

I was jolted awake by the frantic voices of my daughters, Juno and Luna, calling out to me in a vision connection. “Dad, Dad, can you hear us?” they cried in unison. I rubbed my eyes and replied, “What? Who is this?” They revealed themselves. “It’s us, Juno,” said the first one, “and Luna,” added the second one. “We see that you aren’t a bird anymore, are you?” I sighed and said, “Kids, I’m fine. Back to normal. Don’t worry. Thank you.” But they had more urgent news to share. “There’s a thunderstorm brewing, and some dragons are demanding Leo,” they said. I gasped and asked, “What? Electric dragons?” They nodded and said, “We think so. They’re heavily armored and menacing.” I said, “Don’t get out of the palace. Stay safe. I’ll be there in a moment.” I severed the vision connection and leaped out of the hammock. Then I established another vision connection with Leo. He recognized me and said, “Nox?” I said, “Yeah, it’s Nox. Where are you right now?” He said, “In the Kingdom of Aura. Is something wrong?” He really wasn’t in our kingdom. I could tell that from his surroundings. I said, “Stay in the city. Some Electric dragons are searching for you in our kingdom.” He groaned and said, “They don’t really want to let me live, do they?” I said, “Guess not. Anyway, be careful.” I ended the vision connection and prepared to leave.

I felt a surge of anger and frustration rising in me. I reached out with my mind and made yet another vision connection. This time, I didn’t just speak telepathically. I yelled out loud, “ZAIN! What are you doing!?” He answered, “What the fuck is this voice?” I ignored his question and glared at him. “It’s the guy who beat you in a duel. Why are you attacking my kingdom?” He said, “I’m not. What are you talking about?” I looked into his eyes and saw that he was in his own kingdom. His voice sounded innocent and confused. I said, “There are dragons from your kingdom in my lands searching for the usual goddamn wyvern. And there’s a thunderstorm brewing. I bet it has something to do with your elements.” He said, “What? I know nothing, I swear. I’d never attack you. We’ve got a deal.” I said, “Then explain that to me.”

He jumped off his throne and shouted at someone, “Call the others. Everyone.” Some servants ran off to summon the nobles. They came back quickly, but it was still too long of a wait for me. When they arrived, he asked, “Where is the general?” Someone said, “He left a week ago. He said that he was going to do special army training.” He said, “A week? I wasn’t told about this. He’s attacking a kingdom!” All the nobles started to argue with each other, except for one: the prince. The prince said to the king, “Sir, please don’t kill me. I should’ve told you before, but I heard him saying that he’d be back with the head of the wyvern.” He yelled, “Silence! Everyone!” and everyone quieted down. Then he said, “You disappoint me, son. You should never keep something secret from me that could turn into a plague.” Then the prince asked, “Sir, why are you so afraid? How do you know he’s attacking a kingdom?” I said to the king, “Let me tell him for you, your son feels like an idiot.” and I made a vision connection with the prince. I said, “Because I’m King Nox and I’m telling him about it, and you also said it by yourself, prince.” He screamed, “Shock me, Nox can talk in my head!” The king said, “Sigh, he’s someone you shouldn’t mess with. Now make yourself useful for something and stay here while I’m going to kill the fucking general.” I switched back to him and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll do it for you,” but he said, “I’m coming anyway. I’ll be there in about an hour.” I asked, “Wow, are you so fast?” He said, “I’ve got my ways. Now, please hold on. The general is experienced. I was the only one who could beat him in a duel. But since you could beat me, maybe there's hope that you can do the same to him on the field.” I said, “Great, I’m on it,” and broke the vision connection.

I ran outside and looked for a way to get to my kingdom quickly. Flying would take days, so I decided to use the portal. But it was dark and hard to see. As I tried to make a pattern with the stones and turn the crystals we left last time into wind crystals, Siveth caught up with me. She said, “I heard you shouting. What’s wrong?” I said, “I have to go. My kingdom is under attack.” She said, “How do you know?” I explained, “My daughters can make vision connections and told me about it. I don't have time to explain.” She said, “Shit, that’s bad news.” I said, “I agree, I have to move,” but she said, “Wait, I’m coming with you. I can help.” I said, “No, don’t. You stay here,” approaching the portal. She said, “Wait, you’re doing it wrong. I know how to use this.” She pushed me aside and moved a couple of stones. The portal activated. I said, “Well, I didn’t know you knew how to use a portal.” She said, “You don’t know how many things Erebus taught me, eheh.”

I paused at the edge of the portal and said, “One moment, please.” I reached out with my mind and established a vision connection with our general. I had a plan, and I needed his cooperation. “Greetings, general. This is King Nox speaking. My apologies for using a vision connection on you. Do you have a spare second?” He recognized me instantly and saluted. “Your Majesty. You have contacted me before in this manner. What are your commands?” I wasted no time and said, “You know what's about to happen, don't you?” He nodded grimly. “We are prepared for it. The soldiers are armed and ready to deploy on the field.” I said, “Order them to take cover, along with any civilians in the kingdom. I’m going to unleash a hailstorm of ice stalactites from the sky.” He frowned and said, “Sir, that sounds very risky.” I said, “Trust me. It’s the best way. Don’t question me, just do it.” He said, “Yes, sir. As you wish.” I severed the vision connection and tried to contact Freya next, but she was unreachable. I switched to Akira and got through. She greeted me with a smile. “Hey, Nox.” I said urgently, “Akira, listen to me. This is serious. You need to find shelter for yourself and your family and warn everyone else to do the same. Where is Freya?” She said, “Freya is busy summoning a thunderstorm to chase down another one.” I said, “Please tell her to stop and return to the palace immediately. She needs to take cover too.” She said, “Sorry, but I can’t do that. I don’t want to risk getting struck by lightning.” I snapped at her, “This is not a request, Akira. Do it now.” She snapped back at me, “Nox, for heaven’s sake! I’m not like you. I can’t survive a lightning strike. I’m not immortal yet.” She had a point, so I apologized. “Alright, sorry. But please, take shelter and spread the word. A storm of ice is coming.” I cut off the vision connection and moved on to the last two people I needed to warn: Vesper and Zephyrion.

Vesper had already reached the palace. My son, Zephyrion, was the one in peril. Through the vision connection, I saw the world through his eyes. He was outside the walls, captured by enemy dragons, and lying on the bloody ground. I called out to him telepathically, “Zephyrion, can you hear me?”

He sounded surprised and relieved. “Dad? It’s you?”

“Yes, it’s me. What’s going on?” I asked urgently.

But before he could answer, another voice cut in. A harsh, mocking voice that made my scales bristle. I saw its owner: a black and orange-scaled dragon with crackling electricity around its horns. It glared at Zephyrion and demanded, “Where is the wyvern, Prince?”

“I don’t know. I swear.” Zephyrion pleaded.

The Electric dragon snarled and struck him with a bolt of lightning. Zephyrion screamed in agony and convulsed on the ground. I felt a surge of anger and fear for my son. The Electric dragon leaned closer and hissed, “Next time I won’t be so merciful. I’ll sever your head from your neck. Where is the wyvern? Last chance.”

I told Zephyrion quickly, “Tell him that it’s at the palace. They’ll believe it.”

Zephyrion tried to speak through his pain and fear. He stammered, “It’s at the palace, somewhere.”

The Electric dragon seemed satisfied. It released him and said smugly, “Good boy.” Then it turned and flew away with its companions.

Zephyrion sobbed quietly. He said weakly, “I can’t feel half my body, agh.”

I asked him frantically, “What? Can’t you heal?”

He replied with a cough that spattered blood on his chin. “It’s too painful.”

I said soothingly, “Hold on, keep breathing. Whatever happened, it will heal. I’ll be there soon.”

He said plaintively, “Please, be quick.”

I severed our connection with a pang of guilt and worry. I wondered what they had done to him. He had screamed when they hit him, and I had heard bones snapping. Had they paralyzed him? I wanted to ask him more questions and scold him for being outside the kingdom, but I didn’t have time. And he was already suffering enough.

I turned to Siveth, who was waiting patiently by the portal. I said gratefully, “Thank you for keeping the portal open. Now I’m ready.”

She nodded and said earnestly, “Good luck then. Are you sure you don’t need my help?”

I shook my head and said firmly, “No, please, stay here. I hope that this time the portal won’t transform me into something else.”

She chuckled and said reassuringly, “Pff, it’s almost impossible. That won’t happen again in a very long time.”

With that, I leaped into the portal.

I emerged from the shadows of the forest near the edge of my kingdom. The air was thick with noise and fury as a terrible thunderstorm raged above me. I looked up and saw what I had feared: hundreds of Electric dragon soldiers flying in formation under the command of a fearsome general. He had just received word from the two scouts who had attacked my son. His voice boomed across the sky, “Soldiers! We have located the wyvern scum who dares to defy us. We will hunt him down and rip him apart. Then we will burn this kingdom of traitors to ashes.”

I felt a surge of anger and defiance in my chest. I stepped out of the storm’s shadow and revealed myself to the enemy. Behind me, Freya's storm followed suit. I raised my hands and summoned a barrage of ice shards. I roared, “No one attacks my kingdom and lives to tell the tale!” The general spotted me and sneered, “I do, you pathetic worm. Come and face me!” He charged at me with his army behind him. The battle was on.

Lightning bolts struck the ground, but I ignored them. All the Electric dragons had their eyes on me. That was part of my plan. I unleashed thousands of ice shards at them, aiming for their wings, heads, and hearts. I was so consumed by rage that I did not care about the lives I was taking. One by one, the Electric dragons fell from the sky, pierced by my icy weapons. Some of them panicked and fled, but others, including the general, persisted. I summoned another wave of ice shards, this time making them glow with a cold light. Some more dragons turned tail and ran, but the general and his loyalists remained. I focused on them, targeting them with precision and malice. I would not let them escape my wrath.

I had wounded them critically, but his special armor deflected my shots. We were locked in a fierce duel. I summoned the same trident that had served me well in my battles with Freya and challenged him. We clashed in midair, sparks flying from our weapons. He was a skilled fighter, but not skilled enough. He attempted to shock me with a bolt of lightning, just like Zain had done before. But it was futile. My shield deflected the Electric charge and left me unharmed. I knew I had no time to waste. I unleashed a barrage of elemental attacks: wind, ice, and fire. I turned the sky into a raging inferno, and then I thrust my trident through his armor. The metal was so hot that it melted around the blade. He let out a scream of agony, then spat out, “You bastard!” He gathered his last ounce of strength and summoned one final thunderbolt, striking us both. He plummeted to the ground, dead. I looked around and saw a gruesome sight. Hundreds of Electric dragons lay scattered on the earth, their weapons and armor stained with blood and ice shards. Some were still alive, writhing in pain. Others had died on impact. The luckiest ones had been killed instantly by a blow to the head.

As if the carnage was not horrific enough, I desperately searched for Zephyrion. I established a vision connection with him and saw that he was still alive but in agony. His wounds were healing, but at a sluggish pace. I located him near the spot where I had unleashed my ice shards and felt a surge of relief that I had not harmed him as well. I reached him and began to heal him with my powers, but then Freya’s thunderstorm struck. A bolt of lightning tore through the field, incinerating the dead and the living alike. The Electric dragons, though they could summon lightning themselves, were not immune to its deadly force. That was the peril of their element. A careless strike could be fatal. The scene was engulfed in flames and smoke. Freya’s power was astounding. She wrought more destruction than the enemy army ever could. She accidentally aimed another bolt, unfortunately at me, but I had a shield around me. Zephyrion was not so lucky. He shrieked in pain as the electricity coursed through him. He collapsed and lay still. He looked dead. I cried out, “Zephyrion, please, Zephyrion!” and poured my healing energy into him, but he did not respond. I tried to shock his heart back to life. I had mastered this technique and knew I was doing it right, but he did not wake up. I screamed again, “Please, come on, work!” in a panic. I feared losing my son. Then another bolt hit us both. This time, I felt it too. My shield was gone; I couldn't shock him while having the shield. I staggered and fell to the ground next to Zephyrion, struggling to heal myself. He woke up and said, “Don’t close your eyes, please!” I kept them open and said, “Please, son, run away from here and get back to the kingdom before another bolt hits you or both of us.” He said, “I’m not leaving you here. You’re coming with me.” His words filled me with hope and strength, and I saw him use his healing element on me as well. He had learned to wield his element just like me. We lifted off the ground and tried to flee, but a third bolt hit us both. This time, I lost consciousness instantly. Damn you, Freya. You were killing me and your son, and I forgot to summon my shield again. A missed opportunity.

[rcsesnoir]

@gcldenhecrts

LOCATION: seduction, outside. FOR: freddie parker.

ZAIN IS NO STRANGER to this city. as large as it is — he knows nearly every crevice. thus, he knows exactly what he’s doing when he finds himself outside of of seduction’s entrance. is it stupid? probably. regardless, his feet have some amount of restlessness as he does so. perhaps he can rely on his insignificance in the grand scheme of things to blend in. it works, at least for a while. perhaps it's just a desperate attempt to feel something -- anything, escape the militant numbness he's felt ever since his return to gaurdship. he needs to feel anything but his failure. even if he sees reminders at every turn. the club inevitably begins to feel suffocating, as it always eventually does. he isn't sure what season their in now -- spring? winter? some kind of mirage, a fake spring? but, nevertheless, the air is refreshing. he removes a cigarette from it's pack, before an attempt to find a lighter in his pockets causes him to come up empty. fuck. eyes turn before landing on a younger blonde.

" hey. " he calls out, realizing he sounds far more menacing than he intends to. the viper inside of him had never quite died, even after all this time. " you got a light? "

[dreadpegasus]

Some of my favorite headcanons/tropes I've noticed while being on Tumblr in this fandom, additions strongly encouraged;

- Merwin is an absolute menace and especially enjoys terrorizing Eric

- Jason can't tie anything for shit (Have you seen that man's shoes?)

- Jason and Nick are best bros (Canon but the comm makes it so much more wholesome)

- Jason and Merwin are just chaotic energy

- Salim likes to read and plant plants (I love mundane <3)

- Rachel has to be the mother figure for everyone on her team, I don't think they could function without her

- Zain and Jason are best bros and stress the shit out of Salim with their antics

- Jason is an idiot (in a good way)

- and Salim has to deal with it

- Merwin bullies Joey but would also kill anyone else that bullied Joey and the body would never be found

- Jason has a big ass (Also canon but thought I should bring attention to it anyway)

- I also saw a post saying that Jason would find the "I sthalmed my Penith in the car door" meme hilarious and I agree and also wanted to bring attention to that

- Eric puts up with everyone's shit and usually is the butt end and/or victim of every joke/prank

- Jason horny

- Merwin eats soap

- Salim wants to go home

- Eric means business™️

- Joey is baby

- Clarice needs more love :(

- Nick either keeps the peace or causes the issue no in-between

- Rachel has to deal with them

[autumnslance]

And because I am a menace, another ⭐star⭐ for something you've been dying to talk about but nobody's asked just yet (@driftward)

Reblog this if you want readers to come into your ask box and ask for the “director’s commentary” on a particular story, section of a story, or set of lines.  Or, send in a ⭐star⭐  to have the author select a section they’ve been dying to talk about!

Still a menace. Anyroad, in keeping to Aeryn's family, I wanna talk about Sojourn from the FFXIV Write 2022, which is from her grandmother's POV.

Couple things: 1) I didn't consider grandmothers until the idea was brought up by a pal randomly in FC chat delighted by the idea of old Thavnairian grannies reacting to Aeryn's return and her choice of beau and 2) In my literature studies we got into old fairy tales around the world and what some of them looked like before the Grimms and Perreault and so on got hold of them and made their changes, and how stories like "Little Red Riding Hood" in particular were more about cycles of life and generational womanhood and so on and some of that's just stuck with me. 3) I also read a lot of dynasty stories in my youth; a genre where you start with 1 young character, follow their life through adolescence, adulthood, middle age, etc, but somewhere in there their kid(s) start to get more prominent, following their lives and stories until they grow up and have kids and then you end up following them, etc.

(I will probably do more things with points 2 and 3 someday; pretty sure I already have anyway)

So Sojourn ended up a generational story, starting with Zahra as a young woman, wanting to explore, adventure, see the world, find love, and return home in the end to settle in and raise her family. Which includes, at some point, letting her children go off to do the same. What she didn't expect was for Emelia's adventure to last well over a decade, and to end in devastation.

The effects ripple down, and given Aeryn's traumatized response to what happened to her father, Emelia got rather protective of her baby girl. Aeryn's own bulldog feelings of responsibility for others comes from her mother; plenty of other things, too, but that's a big one. And they fought about that, when Emelia convinced Aeryn to stay instead of joining Zaine.

But some cycles are harder to break than others, and eventually Aeryn's need to get away from sad memories, to find her brother, and to live her own adventure, won out. Unlike Emelia, Zahra wouldn't hold her back. Zahra's been through enough to take the long view, and see what Aeryn's path is, though it differs from the generations before.

I feel like I spend a lot of story time on the men in Aeryn's life; her fathers, her brother, her friends, her love. So it's always nice to dig into her relationships with the women in her family, and how they influenced and supported her.

[shamemp3]

Dw i will beat u up if u dont finish ur paper. jk ill just go on vc and play duck noises and airhorns in ur ear all day

i know i can always depend on you to be an absolute menace… i love consistency

#BR❤️ZAIN

[overx]

"Oh absolutely," Rock croons, "Someone has t' haze the new recruits." A threat they both know he won't be following up on. That would require actually being social. There's a cocked eyebrow for Zain's other comment. "MZ? Cute? Not the word I'd pick for him. He's... y'know..." menacing. "...somethin' else." A phrase that manages to sound annoyed and fond all at once.

A dirty look is immediately sent the blond's way for the all too formal introduction. Rockwell unloops his arm, only to give his friend a harsh elbow in the ribs. "It's just Rock," a sharp correction.

//You're lucky I have t' behave here, fucker,// an irritated huff as taps the size of the Zero's glass. "You owe me a drink for that one." His attention rolls back to the Maverick Hunter across from them. "Shit, who the hell names someone Vile?"

"Not like I chose it," a helpless defense. //Thanks for throwing me under the bus, Boss. Really thought I had a chance with this guy for a second there.// Never quite so lucky, is he? Vi waves a hand, gesturing for another drink at the table for their new companion.

"Xanti's older brother huh? I'm kinda impressed with how many people he's adopted... or uh, have adopted him?" Although.... Rock Light?

"...this is... another one of those alternate timeline things, isn't it?"

You're getting a kick out of this.

Bearing the brunt of his friend's weight as if it were truly bogging him down, the blond sighs, making no move to shove Rock off. "I'm sure you'll be the first to know," is muttered back, somewhat morosely. "Thanks for letting me know the local media is running wild about me." Again.

//If he hasn't, he will soon probably.// A roll of the eyes is given as he stares back down into his alcohol clearly contemplating downing the whole thing.

"Hah. Why would I introduce you to the guy? So you can bully my newest recruit?" At the very least, an easy to drop cover story to the eyes and ears that were always on him.

Said bullyable bodyguard was currently sweating bullets next to him- Or that's what Zain was pretty sure was happening-- "You finding anyone other than MZ cute is news to me." //You calling anyone cute is never a good sign given your taste.//

Oh, guess it's his subordinate's turn for verbal assassination? "...Yes, Vi. Thank you, Vi." The way their newest company is staring critically suggests introductions are in order, if to shift the attention off of him at least. He takes a solid drink, the glass clattering on the countertop they'd been leaning on.

If that was how they were going to play, fine. A hand drifts to the one on his left. "Rockwell, this is Vile, one of my S-Rank Hunters." And back to the man dangling off of him. "Vile, this is Rockwell Light-- he's Xanti's eldest brother."

[grahoriasfancave]

HOA Headcanons (Part Two)

*checks watch* OKAY IT'S BEEN A LONG ENOUGH PAUSE HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR ROUND TWO

Joey was always a jokester, although the Yo Mama jokes were introduced to him by Merwin

In a world where Eric and Clarice are part of the Camp Slayer gang from the start, Eric has been nominated Squad Mom against his will and Clarice regularly teams up with the less mature Marines to cause chaos (Merwin’s chauvinism has been curbed by the combined forces of Rachel, Clarice, and occasionally Jason)

Salim is fond of the Great British Baking Show

Once Zain finds out that Jason is a menace with a slingshot, he relentlessly pesters him about wanting to learn too

The squad regularly has competitions to see who has the strongest stomach; Rachel is the undisputed champion of holding her alcohol, while Joey holds the record for highest spice tolerance and Jason is feared for his determination to eat or drink anything he’s dared to swallow (Nick is very used to the vomiting fits that follow these competitions)

Clarice has a lot of siblings, mostly brothers, and half the time she’s home, none of her relatives can distinguish her from the guys

Merwin has started brawls over Rock Paper Scissors

For the first few weeks of Rachel’s presence in the squad, they were all too intimidated to approach her outside of duty

Eric’s attempts at being romantic are... a little odd.

An ill-advised game of Truth or Dare once resulted in Merwin sporting some Sharpie’d-on facial tattoos, Nick picking glitter out of his hair for a week, and Jason getting stuck at the top of a flagpole

Joey hates pickles to the point where just hearing the word sends him into a towering rage

Clarice knows sign language

“Want me to make a call?” as a response to any minor inconvenience is an inside joke originating from before Rachel joined the squad

[fansofvow]

Interview with Eve Golden Woods!

Many of you know who is Eve is. She's a writer and artist, a part of Dreamfeel studios whose beautiful game If Found won Best LGBTQ Narrative and Best LGBTQ Indie game at the first ever Gayming Awards presented by EA games. I am really excited I had the chance to ask Eve some questions about herself, her time at Lovestruck and her creative process.

Congratulations on the two Gayming Awards (Best LGBTQ Narrative, Best LGBTQ Indie Game) for "If Found" from your game studio, Dreamfeel. What was the inspiration behind making the game?

If Found... was a game that emerged out of a collaboration between Llaura McGee, the founder of Dreamfeel, and artist Liadh Young. Liadh's background is as a comic artist, and so when they started working together Llaura had the idea of showing off Liadh's art by making a diary game, and using an erasing mechanic she had previously developed to let the player move through the diary in a fun way. By the time I came on board at the start of 2019, the game had already been in development for a while, so in some ways my work on that game was similar to the work I did for Voltage, because it was taking existing characters and concepts and writing a lot of scripts for them. Unlike Voltage, though, my work for Dreamfeel was a lot more collaborative and I had a lot more creative input. I really enjoy taking something and helping to make it the best version of itself that it can possibly be, but I was also really happy that I got to reflect a lot of my own experiences in If Found. Llaura and I both grew up on the west coast of Ireland, and although If Found... isn't autobiographical for either of us, it was definitely really meaningful to be able to tell a story that reflected our own experiences of growing up as queer teens in a similar kind of environment. Since the game came out we've had fans reach out to us and tell us that they also connected to the experiences of the main characters, and as far as I'm concerned, that makes me feel like I achieved everything I wanted to.

You are a writer and a visual artist. Does one come easier to you than the other?

I used to think of art and writing as talents, and I always felt like my art was at a very mediocre level (that's probably still true, lol). So when I was younger I focused a lot more on writing. It was only later that I started genuinely trying to improve as an artist, but when I did, I think I had a much healthier mindset, and approached it as a skill I could learn with patience and effort. Because of that, even though I still have a lot more confidence in my writing, I find art more fun and relaxing, and I don't stress about it as much.

Did you always know you would follow a creative path?

Kind of? Both my parents are artists, and I grew up surrounded by artists and writers, so it was something that was always very familiar and accessible to me. On the other hand, I didn't exactly have a clear idea of how to make it into a career, or what kind of work would be involved. But there's never been a point in my life where I wasn't doing something creative, even if it was only writing fanfiction.

What did your path to working professionally as a writer/artist look like?

I did a creative writing masters in college, but after that I spent years teaching English as a second language. That was really fun and I got to live abroad, but it was so busy and tiring that I didn't have time to do any writing outside of the occasional fanfic. I only started to take art seriously again when I became interested in games and comics as ways of telling stories. I did some critical writing, which led me to speak at a few local events and get involved in zine fairs. That was how I met Llaura, the director and lead of the Dreamfeel studio, and it's also what gave me the confidence to start applying for actual writing jobs.

Is there any work of art, visual or written, that you look to for inspiration?

So many! I try to read and watch as widely as I can, although there are touchstones I always return to, like the works of Ursula Le Guin and Terry Pratchett. Right now I feel very passionate about the actual play podcast Friends at the Table, which manages to combine really thoughtful worldbuilding and storytelling with cool, fun characters and great action scenes. I'm also reading a book called The Memory Police by Youko Ogawa, which has extremely beautiful prose.

Do you have a favorite piece of your own art, whether it is something you’ve drawn, a screenshot of something you’ve written or something else?

My favourite piece of art is usually whatever I finished most recently (I think that's true for a lot of people). Especially with visual art, once a bit of time has gone by you look back on it and start to notice all your mistakes, which is very annoying. But actually I do still really like the first piece of Fiona fanart I did last year. I managed to use some effects to give it a kind of nineties anime quality that I find really fun, and I think it conveys an emotion pretty effectively. That's always one of the hardest things to predict with visual art, whether the different parts will come together to create the exact mood you're looking for.

I also really like the compass I did for Bycatch. Krissy (@xekstrin) was the one who suggested filling it with fingernails, which was such a good, gross idea! As soon as I heard that I knew it was perfect and that I had to try and draw it.

Many people who read this blog know you as a writer for Lovestruck. When you look back on your time there, what stands out in your mind?

Lovestruck was very important to me when I first started because it was my first ongoing, regular, paid writing work. It gave me a lot of confidence and helped me to get into the habit of writing consistently and rapidly, which is a really useful skill to have. I know I was right to leave when I did, though, because I am just brimming with energy to work on my own projects, and channeling that power into something that you can't control will always end up disappointing you. Also, I made a ton of incredible friends, through Lovestruck itself but then even more so through VOW (@vowtogether), and that is more than worth all the difficult parts.

Is there any character that you would have liked a crack at writing?

Oh gosh, what a fun question! There are so many, but one I do sometimes think about is Axia, just because I know there are a bunch of fans who want her route, and because I had fun writing her as a villain in Zain's route. I can see in my head the shadow of a storyline that takes place after Zain's route is over, where she's in prison and trying to understand how she lost the battle with Zain and MC. I think there's, like, a gap there, where you could see her downfall forcing her to reconsider her assumptions about power, and that could build into a very interesting redemption story. But maybe it's for the best I never got to do that, because I would have wanted full creative control over it, and also I think the story in my head is very different to the sexy, in control, menacing version of Axia that her fans enjoy.

Do you have any upcoming projects you can talk about?

Most of my current work is under NDA, but I will say that I'm doing something very exciting with other VOW members that we should be able to talk about soon(ish). Maybe I can even give a little teaser... It's not a game, but it is something you can read, and my part involves cakes, swamps, and a museum.

Do you have a favorite quote or song lyric?

It's a big long, but there's a section from The Dispossessed by Ursula le Guin that has stayed with me ever since I read it:

"For we each of us deserve everything, every luxury that was ever piled in the tombs of the dead kings, and we each of us deserve nothing, not a mouthful of bread in hunger. Have we not eaten while another starved? Will you punish us for that? Will you reward us for the virtue of starving while others ate? No man earns punishment, no man earns reward. Free your mind of the idea of deserving, the idea of earning, and you will begin to be able to think."

It's such a profoundly radical way of imagining the world, so different to everything I was raised with, but whenever I think about it I feel like I can see something very beautiful and powerful that I hope to come closer to understanding some day.

And of course, "Solidarity forever, the union makes us strong."

I was a big fan of the show Inside the Actor’s Studio. Host James Lipton asked every single guest the same 10 concluding questions. I’ve picked 3 of them:

-What is your favorite word?

My favourite word: for sound, I like words you can really roll around on your tongue. Chthonic, alabaster, insinuation. For meaning, I think simple words that encapsulate big concepts have a kind of power to them. We use them so often we forget how big they are, how much weight they really have, but they give us the space to imagine new possibilities. Love. Freedom. Revolution.

-What is your least favorite word?

I've heard that "moist" is a lot of people's least favourite word but it doesn't actually bother me. My least favourite word is probably one where I feel like the sound doesn't match the meaning. One of the Irish words for rain is báisteach, which I feel has a much weightier and more onomatopoeic sound than rain. Rain is just very flat and uninteresting.

-What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

Oh, so many! I love history, and I think being a historian/archaeologist would be fascinating. Or something that had a physical component to it, like being a potter or a carpenter. I don't think I'd be any good, but I'd love to take the time to learn.

What would be your advice to anyone who wants to pursue a creative career?

All the work you do matters. Even the failed experiments, the things you hate when they're finished. It all helps to make you better. Also, creative career paths are often really unexpected, so chase any opportunity that seems remotely interesting. Don't work for free for anyone who can afford to pay, but work for yourself and put it somewhere. On a blog, twitter, whatever. You'd be amazed how many people get noticed and get offered opportunities because of something they made in their spare time. You'll probably have to work another job for a long time, so don't be hard on yourself if you're too tired to devote much energy to creative work. Try to make art consistently, but don't feel like that has to mean every day. Don't chase after celebrities. Make friends with your peers.

[megatraven]

aSDFASD I get you LMAO, it's def hilarious but hey, when you gotta break a spell, you do what you gotta do. But for me, my fav nicknames are little star, little wisp, hellion and menace (loved this being part of mc and sascha's banter oops), acushla from gerald's route (speakeasy tonight, and it's legit irish for 'my heart/pulse'), Solnishko from Nikolai's, and it'd def get in my feels when Zain would reference mc being his princess AND his knight in shining armor. - LA

LOL ok fair. it will alwys be funny to me, but. fair.

ooo i didn't get far enough into sascha to see those nicknames i think, but those are wonderful <333 u reminded me that fiona's nickname for the mc is "sweet complication" or something to that effect which i also really like hehe

acushla is so cute... i didn't read his route but that's such a sweet nickname oh my goodness...

SOLNISHKO!!!!!!!!! HOW COULD I FORGET THAT!!!!!!!!!! solnishko and kotik.......... too ute, too cute.......

OH YES!! I REMEMBER ZAIN DOING THAT made my heart just wanna MELT.....

[hematomes]

am I menace and also am I pretty

WHAT DID YOU LIKE ZAIN SPILL THE BEANS I DONT HAVE THE NOTIFICATION

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Pink Silk

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Prompt: "I told you! I freaking told you! DON'T LICK THE FROGS!"

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“You need to try this!”

“Oh absolutely not.”

A stoned necromancer was, in Eskyl’s professional and far too experienced opinion, a menace to himself and society.

Bald-Face was no help. He wasn’t stoned, but he also didn’t seem to be able to stop laughing.

“I told you!” he gasped from where he had fallen about the time Zain made his glorious, silk-and-gem-bedazzled appearance. “I bloody told you, don’t lick the frogs!”

“Can you see the unicorn? It’s scowling at me,” Zain said, and started to spin in a circle, shedding glitter in every direction as Eskyl tried, and failed, to corral him. “I can taste colors!”

“I’m pretty sure that’s the frog poison,” Eskyl muttered. Bald-Face collapsed in a heap, wheezing with laughter as tears ran down his cheeks. “Come here, damn you!”

“Can’t catch me!” Zain told him cheerfully, and teleported away. Well, Eskyl assumed he tried to teleport. The red smoke that erupted around Zain’s hands looked approximately like his usual teleportation spell. Fortunately for all of them, Zain’s concentration was shot, and he managed to poof himself directly on top of Bald-Face. The druid yelped as he abruptly got a whole lapful of giggling necromancer. Zain beamed up at him. “Oh, hello there!”

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Title: take you down Collaborator: ABitNotGoodieBag Link: AO3 Square Filled: Kiss Me Ship: BuckySam Rating: Explicit Major Tags: BDSM, explicit sexual content Summary: Bucky is a distracting menace and Sam’s gonna let him know what’s what. Word Count: 4222

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Title: Petals - Chapter 7 Collaborator: DocOlive Link: AO3 Square Filled: K4 - Intimacy without sex Ship: Stucky, IronStrange Rating: Teen Major Tags: Hanahaki disease, emotional constipation, sickfic Summary: “So what you both have, it seems, is a terminal case of idiocy.” Strange swept into the open living area, like he was continuing a conversation Bucky forget they were having. Which, okay, was reasonable, given the massive levels of shit he was feeling at the moment. He glanced over to where Steve was perched at the far end of the couch, pale and sweaty, looking even more delicate than usual. Bucky imagined he looked about as miserable, himself, what with the recent tendency to work up hairballs made of goddamn flowers.  --  Bucky and Steve admit their feelings and feel better. Stephen Strange is an ass. Word Count: 7203

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Title: Save Another Life (It Will Be Worth It) - Chapter 2: Helpless Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: U4 – restrained Ship: Bucky & Tony & Bruce Rating: Teen Major Tags: child abuse, Dad Bucky & Kid Tony & Kid Bruce, heavy angst and lots of fluff Summary: James' suspicions about Bruce's home life are confirmed in the worst way. Word Count: 6505

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Title: Escape Plan: 12 Percent of a Plan - Chapter 1: 12% of a Plan Collaborator: tisfan Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K4 - Meet Ugly Ship: WinterIronQuill Rating: Teen Major Tags: Prison fic, lack of planning, assholes, but not 100% dicks   Summary: They say the first day in prison, you have to win a fight, or become someone’s bitch. Tony’s got no idea which thing just happened. Word Count: 1480

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Title: Siren -  Chapter 2: Concentrating my moves, I'm on a mission Collaborator: writing-mermaid Link: Tumblr Square Filled: C3 - Free square Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Mature Major Tags: Fight, mention of injuries and blood Summary: Y/N is a mutant, a Siren, the last of her kind, with deadly dangerous powers and a hidden past. If most of the Avengers likes and get along with her, Steve doesn’t, and it’s getting worse when Y/N and Bucky become close. After all what can bring two broken souls together if it’s not a dark past. Word Count: 1643

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Title: Artificial Indignities Collaborator: EachPeachPearPlum Link: AO3 Square Filled: C2 - Walking Disaster Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Mature Major Tags: humour, flatulence, attempted cock-blocking Summary: In which Clint makes the mistake of comparing JARVIS and Alexa, and suffers the consequences. Word Count: 1672

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Title: Broken Angels - Chapter 23: For Want of a Cat Collaborator: pherryt Link: AO3 Square Filled: - Cat Ship: Bucky/Clint/Steve/Natasha Rating: Explicit Major Tags: For this chapter, none, for the overall fic: Dark elements, brainwashing, low self worth, violence, canon divergent AU Summary: Winter bonds with Peter and Tony freaks out. Just a little. Word Count: 55,443

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Title: Save Another Life (It Will Be Worth It) - Chapter 3: From Bad To Worse Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: C5 – the clock is ticking Ship: Bucky & Tony & Bruce Rating: Teen Major Tags: child abuse, Dad Bucky & Kid Tony & Kid Bruce, heavy angst, character death Summary: The bruises on Bruce's face heal. His home life doesn't. James is driven to make a drastic and necessary decision. Word Count: 9421

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Title: where we existed, we invested all our time (just to witness the bitter side of life) Collaborator: asphxdels Link: AO3 Square Filled: K2 - Regrets Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Hurt No Comfort, Angst, Break Up Summary: “It was selfish and it won’t ever happen again.”  “I know it won’t.” Word Count: 1223

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Title: The Nearness of You [Part One] Collaborator: arrowsandmixtapes Link: Tumblr Square Filled: B5 - Soul Bond Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Teen Major Tags: Canon divergence and other creative liberties Summary: While stationed overseas, Bucky Barnes meets a woman his very soul recognizes. Word Count: 3664

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Title: See You Collaborator: sarahbenial Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y1 - Through a Scope Ship: BuckyNat Rating: Mature Major Tags: Non-graphic violence, brief non-graphic sex, smoking   Summary: Bucky’s about to pull the trigger on a target when he’s interrupted by a familiar figure. Word Count: 1975

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Title: Only a Phone Call Away (part 2) Collaborator: riotwritesthings Link: Tumblr Square Filled: C4 - I Regret Nothing Ship: WinterIron Rating: Explicit Major Tags: teasing, phone sex, marathon sex, orgasm denial Summary: Tony is across the country for work, and then Bucky is across the world for a mission, but they always find a way to keep in touch. Even when Bucky would rather be without the distraction. (Now with chapter 2, featuring Bucky getting his Revenge) Word Count: 4799

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Title: Save Another Life (It Will Be Worth It) - Chapter 4: Turning Point Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: C4 – anger issues Ship: Bucky & Tony & Bruce Rating: Teen Major Tags: child abuse, recovery (physical and emotional), dad Bucky and kids Tony and Bruce, nightmares Summary: On the run again, James takes care of his boys while Bruce begins his recovery, constantly supported by Tony. Word Count: 12,831

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Title: N/A Collaborator: Trashcanakin [Zain] Link: Tumblr Square Filled: B1 - Baking Ship: Bucky & Kate Bishop Rating: Gen Major Tags: art Summary: [Fanart] Bucky and Kate baking a cake!

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Title: Pressure Rising Collaborator: darter_blue Link: AO3 Square Filled: C3 - free space Ship: Stucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content, light D/s, under-negotiated kink Summary: Waking up in a farmhouse, on an apple orchard, in the arms of a man who could bench press a minivan, with eyelashes like a disney princess and shoulders like a greek god is Bucky's fantasy turned reality. Except this is sort of a kidnapping. And his life might be falling apart in the real world. And Bucky might not give a shit, because Steve Rogers is like a drug, and Bucky just can't get enough. Also, it turns out, maybe Bucky is a drug for Steve too... Word Count: 7297

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Title: Save Another Life (It Will Be Worth It) - Chapter 5: Hugs Help Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y3 – abandonment issues Ship: Bucky & Tony & Bruce Rating: Teen Major Tags: past child abuse, recovery, hurt/comfort, all the hugs Summary: James eases some of Bruce's fears, the boys all catch a cold, and hugs help. Word Count: 15,462

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Title: B.B. Bear - Bucky’s Happiness Collaborator: shakespeareanqueer  Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Y5 - Happy Ship: Steve/Becca Barnes Rating: Teen, Mature later Major Tags: Mentions of Bucky’s past/brainwashing Summary: Steve visits Bucky in Wakanda and he is extremely happy. Why? Because someone very special is also there. Word Count: 3103

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Title: How do you poison a weapon? Collaborator: flintrage Link: AO3 Square Filled: B2 - Poison Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: None other than the standard fare you'd expect from the Asset and the STRIKE team; being spoken to as if he isn't a person, etc. Pretty low-key though, this isn't an angsty fic really. Summary: Something is seriously wrong with the Asset. The STRIKE team low-key panics while they try to figure out what they should do about it. Word Count: 704

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Title: Into the Unknown (2/5) Collaborator: diner_drama Link: AO3 Square Filled: B4 - Royalty AU Ship: Stucky Rating: Teen Major Tags: Frozen AU Summary: Bucky's ceremonial waistcoat was itchy, and the crown was making the top of his head uncomfortably sweaty. The assembled dignitaries and ministers were watching him expectantly from around the conference table, waiting for him to open the meeting. He cleared his throat. "Good morning everyone," he started, as he had every week for his interminable tenure as ruler, trying to smile warmly and only somewhat succeeding. "Let's begin this week's business. How are my subjects?" Allowing himself to drift a little, he gazed out of the huge ornamental window, out across the great expanse of the sea, the azure waters lapping against the shore, the dark cerulean of the depths out towards the horizon. At the very edge of his hearing, a nearly imperceptible voice was audible, jolting him into awareness. Abruptly, he dropped his scepter. Word Count: 1310

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Title: Save Another Life (It Will Be Worth It) - Chapter 7: Wouldn't Change A Thing Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: K3 – gray hair Ship: Bucky & Tony & Bruce Rating: Teen Major Tags: fluff and good feels, sass and silliness Summary: The boys grow up, go to school, and turn into the men they were meant to be, with James right there with them. Word Count: 20,336

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Title: No Use Crying Over Spilt Milkshakes Collaborator: pherryt Link: AO3 Square Filled: U3- Soulmates Ship: Bucky/Clint/Steve Rating: Gen Major Tags: angst, soulmates, depression Summary: Clint's feeling abandoned and rudderless with the fall of SHIELD, the lack of Avenger calls, and the disappearances of both Steve and Nat, though he gets why they're both off doing their own things. His best friend could never sit idle and Steve, well, he's got bigger problems than Clint to deal with right now (*cough*Winter Soldier*cough*). It's okay. He'll deal. Somehow. Maybe. Word Count: 5553