I forgot I had this!!! But I understand that I forgot. I have a hard time picking favorites so I was probably thinking about it and got distracted lol. Anyway, thank you for asking anon 😇
My favorite Ghost type.... I think Gengar or Chandelure? But also Giratina, they are very strong hehe.
My favorite Dark type is much easier, it has to be Darkrai. Special mention to Meowscarada (my starter from Scarlet) and Umbreon (favorite shiny, she's the coolest).
I am so god damn curious about you two.
I wanna study yall under a microscope lol
Also ngl kinda envious of how close of friends you two seem to be.
(Being an introverted shy af mofo sucks lmao)
I would actually probably read a whole ass book or watch a sitcom or something of the seemingly ever present weird-ass shit that seems to happen on a day-by-day basis.
/gen /lh /nf /pos
2018 newsies fandom. we weren't overly close but we bonded over race and albert a little and then katya dropped off the face of the earth for about a year.
during 2020 lockdown we both independently got into the witcher fandom and somehow ran into eachother again and had the fingers pointing OH MY GOD Y O U !!! moment in our dms. we bonded over hating jaskier. during this time we realized we were both dancers and katya was looking at dance colleges, i was already in college for dance and since it was lockdown and we couldn't go anywhere i told katya my experience auditioning at places to give him a good idea of places. and then i broke every internet safety rule known to man and said hey what if you had applied to my college but didnt know it?? and then one thing led to another and i dished out all the tea on my school. (only After that did we face reveal and give eachother our names lol) and then katya applied. mostly as a joke. until it wasnt a joke because that school gave katya a shit load of money and actually had stuff katya wanted to do. katya ended up coming to one of my zoom ballet classes and it took everything we had to not loose our shit on camera.
during this time we mostly kept eachother sane in lockdown writing witcher fanfic, and sending eachother awful thirst traps on instagram to pitbull music. one of our awful bits was using the dilf filter to make bad frat boy edits.
come august of 2021 we both moved into college. the same college. in the same building. it was wild. i pinched myself several times in shock. we went on a walk around campus with some worms on strings and were like what the hell how did we get here.
we continued to hang out and did weird insane things together. we took a class on the french revolution together where i had to put up with katya and fennec awkwardly flirting (read: making finger guns at eachother).
and then, since i was 2 years older, i was graduating and was going to stay in the area for a job and was like hey. what if we got an apartment together? and then we did. several adults agreed to this. idk why they let us. but now we live together in a real life apartment and we haven't even killed eachother yet. neither of our parents know that we met online. each of them have a different fake story as to how we know eachother and we really just hope they are never in the same room long enough to ask eachother about it. but its insane. 12/10 would recommend.
katya wanted me to include old tumblr screenshots of us talking, heres what i found from circa 2020:
we've always been like this lol
and heres some ancient greatest hits from instagram, i dont have context and trust me you dont want it:
every now and then the two of us look at eachother and go. how the fuck did we end up here??? (we have no idea)
tumblr freaked it & deleted the ask but this is for that anon like a yr ago that asked me to draw rosamund and mother goose together..... Wherever U Are.....
Picture Books for Goth Little Girls: a recommended reads list 💜✨🦇✨
Goth little girls are out there. They are an underserved audience in our libraries, schools, and homes. All they want is to be Wednesday Addams from the original black and white television show, and yet they are trapped in a technicolor world. Please. Encourage their developing sense of style, and donate a spooky picture book to a goth little girl today.
Here are my recommendations for picture books for bouncing baby goths:
Vampirina: Now a kids' television show, still a cute picture book series!
Monster books by Kelly Leigh Miller: Good lessons to learn with Bigfoot, Dracula, and more!
Gustavo the Shy Ghost: another series with a bunch of cute monster friends, and gorgeous artwork! Y hay libros en español 💜
Working Mummies: sadly out of print, but a storytime favorite of mine :(
Vlad the Rad: your child is never too young for skater lingo and spooky old schools!
If Your Babysitter is a Bruja: a gorgeous Spanglish book that doesn't isolate readers in either language. This one is technically cheating since it is explicitly a Halloween book but it's SO CUTE C'MON.
Vampenguin: A spooky summer read! A little identity mix-up on a trip to the zoo. :)
Parents can't resist gendering their child early on, but if there's a young kid in your life who needs a little spooky love, I try to encourage pursuing the interests the kids are actually showing rather than the ones parents wish they had. Boys are often expected to like weird, gross, or hyperspecific things, but parents seem to believe that girls can't like things beyond princesses and unicorns Peppa Pig, which may be all that she's ever been exposed to at all. If your daughter wants to raid the Halloween collection, let her! She'll appreciate that more than being funneled endlessly towards someone else's end goal for her future. You can try out lovely stories in silly/spooky aesthetic, get some story time in to share, and see an image of what a Mummy would look like as a dentist drilling Vampire teeth. The world is vast, and children under five are too young for Goth clubs, so let's compromise in the middle <3
PS: Boys and GNC kids in your life might like these too 😎 Just saying. 💜✨🦇✨
आगयीं !! Chai bangyi hai ruko main nikalkr lata hun
Mujhe tumhara shaher ek kahani sa lagta hai,
Ek esi kahani jisse sunna nhi jeena jaruri haii,
Jab train se utarta hun toh phli nazar chai ki choti si dukan par padti hai
Subha ke 6 baje
Chai ko naa nhi keh paata
bas chaldeta hun dukan ki taraf,
Esa lagta hai tumhare shaher me samay rukasa hua hai
Dukan me radio par ghulam ali sahab dheemi awaaz me gunguna rahe hain
🎶
Apani Ankhon Mein Chhupa Rakhein Hain Jugnu Main Ne
Apani Palakon Pe Saja Rakhe Hain Ansu Main Ne
Meri Ankhon Ko Bhi Barasaat Ka Mauqa De De
Ham Tere Shahar Mein Aaye Hain, Musaafir Ki Tarah
🎶
Chai khatam karke nikalta hun sadak par
Meri bahot baatein hui hain tumhare shaher ki sadkon se
Wo tumhara aana jaana yaad rakhti hain,
Tumhare shaher mein gaadiyon ke horn se jyada mandiron ki ghantiyan sunai padti haii
Aur mandiron ke bahar milte hain rang virange phool,
Woh phool dekh kar mujhe esa lagta hai har phool kurbaan hi ye soch ke hua ho ke wo tumhare gazrey me apni jagah bana sake,
Toh mandir ke bahar se kuch phool khared leta hun jisse Ghar jaakr tumhare liye gazra apne haanthon se bana sakun main jo aage chalta hun toh meri mulaqat galiyon se hoti hai
Tumhare bheege baalon jaisi uljhi galiyan
Jo sulajhna nhi chahati aur yakin maano unhe suljhana kisi paap se kam nhi
Bahot khubsurat lagti hain tumhari bheegi uljhi zulfen
Aur unse jyada khubsurat lagti ho tum
Unhe suljhata hue
Main ye sochta sochta kab apne ghar pohach jata hun pata hi nhi chalta
Tumhare ghar
Tumse darwaza kholne ki ummid nhi karta
Khud hi kundi sarka kar andar aajata hun
Toh pata hun table par ek khat
Jisme tumne likha hai
Aagye aap?
Chlo fresh hojao aur mere liye badiya si adrak wali chai banakar rakho
Main mandir jaarhi hun jldi ajaungi
Wapas aungi toh bahot saari baatein karni hain aapse
Main woh khat dekh kar muskurate hue sochne lagta hun
Mujhe tumhare shaher mein bitaya hua har ek pal ek kahani jaisa lagta hai
Ek esi kahani jise sunna nhi jeena jaruri haii...
During the cat color tournament, I stumbled into a Russian maine coon breeder's, Natalia Yakhontova (Doma Yahontoff Maine Coons) facebook page (via this messybeast article which got updated since, and know includes phoenix on its own rights), and I found a very interesting, unique new color: phoenix.
The first phoenix cats were born in 2021 august to a black golden tortie mother and a black smoke father, and were believed to be particularly bright goldens.
The parents, Karamel Sanatacun and Ice Cream Dom Sapfiroff
According to the breeder:
в первом помете она дала трёх фениксов,трёх черепах,одного черного золотого кота и одного красного мраморного
(In the first litter she [Karamel] gave birth to three phoenixes, three tortoiseshells, one black golden cat and one red blotched cat.)
Obama,a mystery-colored kitten from the first litter, and his siblings.
Along with Karamel, one of the kittens, Obama Iz Doma Yahontoff was tested for several known colors: chocolate and cinnamon, serdolic and amber, and got negative results for all. Obama started to grow up and he looked less and less like a golden cat:
He moved to the Dom Sapfiroff cattery and was paired several different females.
One of Obama's mates, Nicole Kidman of Lionsgate alone and together with Obama. According to the breeders working on the color they are both genetically red (the only difference is the phoenix mutation).
In the last year thanks to Obama the number of phoenix kittens went up quite a bit:
...but there's still too few cats to really understand how this mutation works. There's much too see in future, and I can't wait the learn about it!
fun fact i have a fake comic cat. my childhood best friend and i were huge collectors, though she was more into it than i was (richer family + generally more passionate abt it). i was obsessed with the comic cat (a youtuber i really loved had one and i thought it was the coolest lps to ever exist) but i'd thought it was rlly expensive n my parents refused to get me one so i was super sad abt my severe lack of comic cat
then comes my ninth birthday (i think it was my ninth?? time is weird for me sorry </3) n my best friend tells me she has a really special gift for me. i get excited bc she's always been a REALLY good gift-giver n i'm nine and like getting stuff. idk what i was expecting tbh, but it was NOT a whole-ass comic cat. i remember cradling it in my hands so gently like a wounded baby bird and almost crying bc i loved it so much. she didn't even wrap it, just pulled it out of her bag and handed it to me. when i asked her how much it cost n how long it took to save up for it she just looked at me a little weird and said "it was like twenty dollars on ebay". i was STUNNED bc again. i could've sworn it was super fucking expensive
later on i kinda caught on that it wasn't authentic bc of certain aspects of it (colours being slightly off, head not being as loose as i'd seen real ones' be, not made of the same material as other lps from that time), but honestly?? i genuinely could not care less. i named her justice and she's moved houses with me four times and is standing proud and happy with the rest of my most precious collection on my bookshelf. that friend and i don't talk anymore (nothing happened we just lost contact) but i have a lot of reminders of her presence in my life n justice is one of them
here's a pic of my lovely justice bc sorry i wanna share her with u <3 i love your blog a lot n i don't really have any other outlets for my lps-related insanity, you don't need to answer this ask if you don't want i just wanted to tell this story and share my dearest superhero kitty
she's not my favourite (that one would be christina the dachshund) but i adore her nonetheless
she's adorable ... thank you for sharing, this was very nice to read :3c
I return to your timelines to share the story of when I forgot how mascot suits work and me being the same height as Goofy turned into a horrible curse
Anybody else wanna attach a robotic tail to their tailbone but in a top way? I want it to wag wildly as I'm plowing into a femme and pumping her full of my werewolf cum. It might even slowly wave back and forth as I knot her and keep her nice and full, crushing her under my weight and completely preventing the escape of my new toy
Summary: After over an year of being in a world that's not yours, you feel too attached and realise how you may not want to leave when the Headmaster tells you he's found a way to send you back, will you go? Or will someone convince you to stay?
Warnings: Slightly suggestive, not proofread, first time writing for twst (a warning in and of itself atp), uhm yeah that's all
Pairing: Floyd x Gn!Reader
Word count: 1.6k
Masterlist
Did you really want to go back? After being here for a little over an year, you'd grown attached to everyone here. Your friends who could be troublesome but always ready to help, the dorm leaders who never let you feel left out, inviting you to meetings as a dorm leader after a while.
But most importantly, Floyd and how he never let your days be boring, always up to something or the other, dragging you by your arm as you acted annoyed, complaining about how you should be in class right now and how Professor Crewel is *not* kind if too many of his classes have been missed, but he just giggled maniacally and said he would make it worth your time, and everytime he did. Even on the days that his mood wasn't the best, you were able to pull him out of his wallowing.
So imagine your disdain when Crowley knocked at the, now mostly fixed door of the Ramshackle Dorm a little after midnight.
"Hello there, ______!" He said in his cheery voice as he pushed his way into the lounge. "I apologise for the inconvenience this late at night, I hope I didn't ruin your rest however, being the kind and generous Headmage that I am, I have found the way to send you home!" His voice echoed and bounced off of the dilapidated walls. He waited for your reaction but it never came. Did you really want to go back? Especially when you think you have found family here in a way you don't think you'd be able to back home. This world was like a dream, magic, mystique, adventures, all that you used to escape from what used to be your "normal" or in other words your old world seemed like it was painted in shades of grey now that you had discovered what life could be like; exciting and enjoyable every step of the way.
Crowley took your silence as a good thing, maybe you're surprised, maybe the overwhelming happiness you feel is unparalleled right now which has sent you into a stunned silence, maybe you're thinking about how to thank the Headmage properly for his generosity, he smiled at the last possibility.
"Uhm... thank... you?" You said, your voice uncertain and unsure, you don't belong here anyways, maybe going back is the best option for you and everyone around you, a dream like this can't last forever.
"You don't seem too sure dear," Crowley said, breaking your train of thought. "Maybe you need some time to think about it, say the word and you'll be back to your world," he said as he started walking towards the door. "But remember, you only have 3 days. Have a good night _____" he said as he exited, leaving you alone with what to do.
The next morning, Ace and Duece were as loud as ever, as Grim boasted about how well he's doing in all the classes, they didn't seem to notice your distant behaviour, and if they did, they didn't think much of it. Throughout the conversation all you did was give small half-hearted smiles to indicate you're still listening even if you weren't.
The day went on normally, or well, as normally as it could, no one really noticed or commented on your behaviour, but people did notice how distracted you were when you accidentally poured mermaids tears instead of lavender extract, almost causing an explosion as Crewel lectured you about being more careful and paying more attention.
You left the class feeling tired and confused, "what do I do?" You mused, not really paying attention to where you were going you bumped into what felt like a wall, but it was just Floyds back.
"Shrimpyyyyy! I've been looking for you all over, you're not trying to hide from me are you?~" he said, the teasing lilt ever-present in his voice. You couldn't help but let out a genuine giggle as he hugged you tightly, you loved when he was in a clingy mood, wanting to be there with him every second of every day. A slow warmth filled the pit of your stomach, eradicating the despair you felt earlier, time was running out and you had to make a decision.
"Floyd I can't breathe," you choke out as his grip got tighter, he let you go after a while as you take deep breaths to fill your lungs.
"Uhm Floyd? Can I ask you something?" Your voice got softer than it usually is, sensing the change in your behaviour, Floyds hand flew up to the right side of your face as he bent down a little, caressing your cheek with his thumb, the soft material of his glove making you nuzzle into his hand, he said, "Is something wrong my little shrimp?" All signs of teasing now gone he was genuinely concerned.
"Not here," you said as you grabbed his hand and started walking towards Ramshackle Dorm, he followed wordlessly, the warmth of your hand making him hold it a little tighter.
"The Headmage has found a way to send me back," you said as the two of you sat on the couch, "Oh! That's great news shrimpy congratulationssss~" he said his joy evident on his face, isn't this what you wanted all along, he thought as he saw the sadness in your eyes.
"I don't want to go back..." you whispered, your voice barely audible but Floyd hears them loud and clear, scooting closer to you he put his hand under your chin turning it to face him, "Then don't," he says, you can feel his warm breath, making you learn closer, his eyes hypnotising you as you get lost in them.
"_____??!!" you'd forgotten to close the door to the dorm and there stood Ace and Duece looking angry as they rushed forward to push you and Floyd away from each other, but before they could, you tell them that he's not going to do anything to which Floyd laughs, winking at them in hopes of riling them up more.
"What are you even doing here?" you say exasperatedly, "We couldn't find you anywhere and you already missed class once, we were worried," Ace replied, slightly pouting and glaring at Floyds arm that rests around your shoulder.
"I'm not feeling too well, but you guys should go, you can't afford to miss any classes or else Riddle will be very mad at you," you say as an attempt to usher them out as quickly as possible, Floyd gives them a little wave as they leave, a lopsided grin on his face as he relaxed into the cushions of the couch.
He held on to your wrist as you got closer and pulled you on top of him as you straddled him. "As I was saying shrimpy, don't go~ I don't think I want you to leave either," He said, his vice low and soothing, muffled only because his head was in the crook of your neck holding you close.
You pulled back slightly, your hands on his shoulders as you felt the familiar warmth you always felt when you were around him, "I won't," you breathe out as you learn in to kiss him feeling bold. He returns the kiss with just as much if not more enthusiasm and passion, his sharp teeth lightly graze your bottom lip as he slides his tongue, trying to explore and mapping every crevice of your mouth, holding you close as if you'd vanish into thin air any second. You let out a soft moan pulling away slightly, panting, your body seems to move on its own accord as your hips move to a rhythm of their own on one of his thighs as he nips at your jaw, going down to your neck, leaving marks so gentle and playful yet full of unsaid feelings that you can't help but let your eyes flutter close wanting to feel more of him, wanting to see more of him, wanting to touch more of him.
"I... I think I love you," you sigh as he flipped you, now on top of you as you lay with your back on the soft cushions. He smiles, a genuine and loving smile as it widens just like the beating of his heart quickens, "I think I love you too," he matters, pulling his gloves off with his sharp teeth, giving you a show as you whine about wanting to touch him more, he simply giggles saying that he'll give you everything you want and more as your legs wrap around his waist holding him in place, he ruts into you, as he undoes the buttons of your uniform, keeping his on, increasing the friction between both of you.
"Tell me if you want this to stop my little shrimp, I don't want you to have regrets," he said, your answer came to him in a flash of teeth and tongue, fighting to get the upper hand but failing as he pinned your hands over your head, his cold hands skimming over your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "I can't believe you fucking love me too," he groaned as his thrusts became erratic and lousy, but it still felt so good that you wanted to cry. "I could say the same," you said not being able to say much as your breath kept being taken away, there was so much you wanted to say, so much you wanted to do but all you could muster up were sighs and moans, occassionally whining about how mean Floyds being as he chuckled sadistically, bringing you to the edge but never letting you cum.
~°•°~
"Are you sure you don't want to go back ____?" Crowley asked, a smile on his lips the entire time, "Yes Headmaster I think I've found and made my place here in a way," you said with a bright grin, thinking back to yesterday with Floyd whole you were cuddling before he had to run off for his shift at the Mostro Lounge.
hate going for christian weddings sometimes because i always see the prettiest women with the ugliest men, the sermon is always some shit about wives being slaves (but not like bad slavery, mutual slavery except the husband is a benevolent master which makes it okay) and making babies for their husband, the music is always lame, the mc is always weird and obnoxious, and older women keep fucking asking me when it's gonna be my turn and never take no for an answer.
Purane Lucknow ke chawk se phle chaupatiya hote hue dubagga wali sadak par jaana
Uspar kuch dur chlne par baye haanth par ek sadak mudti hai uske saath mud jaana
Kuch dur chalne par teesri gali me
Chautha makan milega
Khaali pada makaan
Us makaan ke bahar ek bujurg 13 saalon se
Phool bechrhe hain
Usse 2 dhai saal phle se wo makaan kaali pada hai
Beetey kuch saalon ke sawan ne us makaan ka rang dhul diye hai
Ab koi us makaan ko dekhta hai toh usko sirf wo budhi deewaren Nazar aati hain
Samne hi neem ki lakdi se bana ek darwaza hai
Jiska deemak aaj tk kuch naa bigaad paayi hai
Uspar kareegar ne kya khoob nakkashi ki hai
Us darwaze pr bada saa taala laga hua hai
Us taale ki chabhi wo bujurg apne gale me kisi taavez ki tarah taang kar rakhte hain
Har Diwali aur Eid ko us ghar ka darwaza khol kr usme diye jala dete hain aur namaz padh lete hain
Mere bahot kehne par mujhe us ghar ki chaabi dehi di unhone
Maine tala kholkr jb darwaze ko dhakka mara toh
Esa laga waqt ruk sa gaya hai
Fir maine phla kadam rakkha us ghar ke andar
Phla kadam rakhte hi esa laga maano waqt me peeche jaarha hun
Itne peeche ke Jahan se wapas aana shayad mumkin nhi
Wo darwaza ek patle se galeeche me khulta hai
Main aage badha toh maine bheeni si mitti ki khushboo mehsus ki
Diwaron pr seelan lagi hui thi
Wo seelan un deewaron ki umr bakhoobi bayan kar rhi thi
Thoda saa andar chala toh wo galeecha aangan me khul Raha tha
Ek aangan jiske chaaron taraf keyaari bani Hui thi
Aur usme Lage hue they alag alag paudhe
Unme se ek thaa gulab jiski ek Kali bas chatki hi thi
Main us Kali ko dekh kar soch me pad Gaya yeh sab jinda kaise hain
Maine us Kali ko aankh bharke dekha
Par jaise hi nazar hati seedha Jaa padi aangan ke beechon beech lage Tulsi ke ped par
Maine haanth jode aur aandar ki taraf chaldiya
Samne hi tha baramda jaise hi maine baramde me kadam rakha meri nazar padi baye taraf lagi kuch tasveeron par
Un tasveeron me ek chota baccha dikhrha tha jo us Tulsi ke aas paas khelraha tha
Kuch bujurg the jo shayad ab is duniya me nhi honge
Aur ek tasveer me kursi par baithe they us makan ke Malik aur unki khawateen unke dahine taraf chai ka cup pakde hue khadi thi
Meri nazar jaise hi un tasveeron par se hati seedha us kursi par Jaa padi
Jo tasveer me thi
Gerua rang se rangi Hui saafed plastic se buni hui kursi
Maine Bina kuch soche samjhe jeb se rumaal nikala aur us kursi ko saaf karne laga
Aur saaf karke baithgaya
Baith kar maine aakhen baad ki toh us seelan ke beech se jagah banati thodi us Kali ki aur thodi Tulsi ki khushboo mujhme samane lagi
Main aakhen band karke sochne laga ke ye makaan abhi bhi jinda hai
Sochte sochte mere Dil me yeh bhi khayal aane laga chlo andar chlete hain
Main us kursi par se uth khada hua
Maine apne kadkon ko andar ki taraf badhaya toh aamne samne 2 kamre dikhai pade
Unme se ek pr tala laga tha
Apni shirt ki aasteen se maine us kamre ki khidki ka sheesha saaf Kiya aur andar dekha toh samne ek bed tha jiske upar bistar laga hua tha jo thoda astwyast tha
Maano wo aakhir baar istemal kiya ho aur fir sahi naa kiya Gaya ho
Us bistar ke bagal me ek table thi jispar kuch kitaben bikhri Hui thi aur un kitaabon ke paas ek chashma rakha hua tha waqt ke saath jiska kaanch peela padgya tha
Bistar ke dusri taraf ek palna tha lakdi ka bana hua
Ek taraf deewar pr almaari thi jisme kuch saman rakha hua tha kuch kitaabein thi kuch tasveerein thi
Maine peeche mud kar dusre kamre ka darwaza khola toh usme lakdi ka sofa pada hua tha bilkul us buni hui kursi ki tarah uske samne ek lakdi aur kaanch se bani Hui table padi thi us table ke upar ek guldasta rakha hua tha aur uske bagal me thi ek ashtray jisme ek aadhi bujhi Hui cigerette thi
Sofe ke ekdam peeche thi almari
Jisme bahot saari trophiyan rakhi Hui thi
Kuch tasveeron ke saath
Maine kamre se bahar nikla aur seedha bahar chala gaya
Jaakar tala daala, chabhi wapas dedi
Aur seedha aapne ghar aagya
Main ghar toh aagya lekin wo khusboo mujhme rehgayi
Wo makan mujhme rehgaya
Maine shayad jindagi me dusri baar waqt ko rukte hue dekha tha
Us makan ka sukoon mujhme ghar kargaya
Pata hai maine phli baar waqt ko rukte hue kab dekha tha?
Jis din college ka phla din tha aur main jaise hi class ke andar ghusa tha meri Nazar seedha tumpar padi thi
Us makaan ko main ghar hi kahun toh accha kyonki wo ghar tum ho
Uski khushboo tumhari khusboo hai
Uski seelan lagi deewaron ko main khud apne haanthon se sajana chahata hun
Tumhe andaza bhi hai kitni khoobsurat ho tum
Un tasveeron me tumne qaid karrkha hai ek choti si bacchi ko jo kabhi kabhi bahar aati hai
Kuch bujurgon ko jo badi badi baatein kar jaati hai
Aur shayad mujhe bhi
Maine tumme jeena chahata hun
Us gulab ke paudhe ki tarah us Tulsi ki tarah tumhe mehkana chahata
Wo waqt se purani meri mohabbat tumhari hifazat karti hai