#> daisy lore: henry

[cringelordofchaos]

I saw this and uh decided to see which one matches all the TMF characters

(CW for occasional mention of suggestive content cuz ao3 is weird as hell)

Drew - pining (so true) - with a polyamorous relationship (this is just a part of tmf rp blog lore)

Jake - canon compliant - with plot twists

Hailey - childhood friends - with an ambiguous/open ending

Zander: friends to lovers - with a love triangle (HELP ITS LITERALLY. CWNON SHIDNDW)

Milly: enemies to lovers - with characters as project partners

Luke: hurt/comfort - with sharing a bed (Erm......)

Sean: smut (ewwwwww) - with a lot of flirting (I don't like this I don't like this)

Daisy: childhood friends (does she even have them?) - with coming of age

Liam: slow burn - with a/b/o dynamic (what does this mean)

Henry: angst (ouch) - with coming of age

Zoey: canon compliant - with characters who are bad at feelings (so true actually)

Lia: roommates - with a threesome (shut up they're minorssss and I know minors can do "it" but like c'mon)

Stacy: roommates - with dom/sub undertones (I'm glad I don't go much on ao3 tbh)

Sadie: childhood friends - with characters as project partners

Elliot: fluff - with kink discovery (wtf)

#tw suggestive #suggestive #tmf #the music freaks #freakblr #rosyblr #ao3 #tw nswf

[einsteinsugly]

Steven James Hyde (born November 28, 1959), the Familial Lore.

WB's family hails from Detroit. His paternal grandmother Ruby was born and raised in Detroit, but his paternal grandfather William "Willie" abruptly moved to Detroit at thirteen after his family lost everything in the Tulsa race riots.

WB is the eldest of two children. He grew up close to his brother Henry. They never had much, but they made it work. His dad typically worked for GM, but he and Ruby ran a little music shop and jazz club on the side.

By the late 50s, WB had just lost his first wife Marion in a car crash, and had a young daughter to raise on his own (Angie). He was around during the founding of Motown Records, and had to live in Chicago for a bit to promote the new record label, with his best friends Francis "French" Owens and Jerome Clark. There he met Edna, and they had a relationship for a bit, but Edna's brother Tag was a massive racist. So they broke it off, but not before conceiving Hyde.

Edna had also met Bud for the first time at around the same time, but didn't become romantic with him until a bit later, after WB left the picture. She masqueraded Hyde as Bud's (Bud knows, too) to placate her racist brother, and they moved to Point Place, where Bud was born and raised (on a literal pig farm).

*****

His mom's family is peppered with tragedy. Edna O'Brien was born to teenage parents in northern Appalachia/southwestern Pennsylvania, and she was initially raised with love and care by her paternal grandparents, until her parents decided to take her back when she was four. By then, they had two more children, Terry "Tag" and Clifford "Cliff."*

They were never in the same place for long. Her dad Edwin took a bunch of menial jobs and was also a truck driver, and they often lived in rundown motels. Edwin consistently physically, verbally, and sexually abused his wife Daisy, and started to do the same to Edna when she was nine. A firmly closeted bisexual, he also sexually abused both Tag and Cliff.

When Edna was sixteen, it was clear that Edwin was beginning to groom their youngest sister Marlene, but Daisy refused to leave. So the kids split, with Marlene in tow, and tried to make things work. They lived in Chicago for a few years, and Edna dabbled in sex work, waitressing, bartending, and the drug trade to make ends meet. She also discovered a love for water skiing, and she spent summers in the Dells, which was dashed when she found out she was pregnant with Hyde. She was only partially relieved when Hyde was born, since he was white (so the masquerade described above worked), but he also emerged with her father's ice-blue eyes. The same eyes she despised.

*Cliff is the only good uncle in Hyde's life. He doesn't have much, but he tries to help out Hyde when he can.

#that 70s show #that 90s show #steven hyde #edna hyde #wb barnett #my essays #finally #jerome clark is ben and russ's dad #russ is angie's husband #follow the familial lore tag for more stuffies #the familial lore

[tabsters]

music symbolism time!!

hi y'all, less complicated post for today because I need to prepare for a flight tomorrow!

aight so basically we got twelve completely thought out playlists for each of the zodiacs, as well as FIFTY songs for fifty constellation voice claims!! this post is also gonna serve as the official introduction to every single constellation that exists in this story. if they're in here, they're an official character.

@mythicalmagical-monkeyman if you need twelve hour and a half long playlists to listen to while you're doing shit, I got the stuff right here!!

previous posts are here

Playlists:

Aries

Taurus

Gemini

Cancer

Leo

Virgo

Libra

Scorpio

Sagittarius

Capricorn

Aquarius

Pisces

Voice Claims (basically what I think they'd sound like IRL):

(side note: every single one of these songs offers insight into the character's backstory or personality. if you'd like me to explain the symbolism and reasons why I chose each song for each character, just ask :D)

Andromeda, The Princess: Strange Love by Halsey

Aquarius, The Water-bearer: World We Used To Know by Alan Walker

Aquila, The Eagle: Playground by Bea Miller

Ara, The Altar: Dance in the Dark by Au/Ra

Aries, The Ram: Play With Fire by Sam Tinnesz

Auriga, The Charioteer: Willow Tree by Cadmium

Cancer, The Crab: Memories by YUNGBLUD

Canes Venatici, The Hunting Dog: THAT BITCH by Bea Miller

Capricorn, The Goat: Pomegranate Lips by Derivakat

Cassiopeia, The Queen: What I Know Now by Annapantsu

Centaurus, The Centaur: Sweet Dreams by Holly Henry

Cepheus, The King: Royalty by Conor Maynard

Cetus, The Whale: Toxic by Boywithuke

Chamaeleon, The Chameleon: sorry haha I fell asleep by Egg

Columba, The Dove: Are You Satisfied? by MARINA

Corona Australis, The Southern Crown: Mad World by 2WEI

Corona Borealis, The Northern Crown: What A Wonderful World by 2WEI

Corvus, The Crow: Underneath The Mask by Royal & the Serpent

Crux, The Cross: Saints by Echos

Cygnus, The Swan: Ordinary by Joriah Kwame

Delphinus, The Dolphin: Siren by Kailee Morgue

Draco, The Dragon: Crossfire by Stephen

Gemini, The Twins: Super Slaughter by Jazmin Bean

Hercules, The Warrior: Blood // Water by grandson

Hydra, The Water Snake: Streets by AViVA

Lacerta, The Lizard: Ship in a Bottle by fin

Leo, The Lion: Hate Me by Nico Collins

Leo Minor, The Little Lion: Daisy by Ashnikko

Lepus, The Rabbit: Boss Bitch by Doja Cat

Libra, The Scales: My Shoes by Veronica Bravo

Lupus, The Wolf: Living in a Nightmare by Blacklite District

Lynx, The Lynx: Redemption by Besomorph

Lyra, The Lyre: SOLO by Jennie

Ophiuchus, The Serpent-Bearer: ilomilo by Billie Eilish

Orion, The Hunter: Diablo by Simon Curtis

Pavo, The Peacock: Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood

Pegasus, The Pegasus: UNDERGROUND by Neoni

Perseus, The Hero: Epoch by The Living Tombstone

Phoenix, The Phoenix: Sweet Hibiscus Tea by Penelope Scott

Pisces, The Fishes: cut my fingers off by Ethan Bortnick

Piscis Austrinus, The Southern Fish : we fell in love in october by girl in red

Sagitta, The Arrow: Photo ID by Remi Wolf

Sagittarius, The Archer: Burn The House Down by AJR

Scorpio, The Scorpion: agoraphobic by CORPSE

Serpens, The Serpent: The Search by NF

Taurus, The Bull: Meteor Shower by Cavetown

Ursa Major, The Big Bear: Pure Imagination by Kathleen

Ursa Minor, The Little Bear: No Friends by Cadmium

Virgo, The Virgin: Born Without A Heart by Faouzia

Vulapeca, The Fox: abcdefu by GAYLE

JESUS THIS TOOK SO LONG TO TYPE OUT

if any links don't work, please tell me and I will correct it!

questions about my lore are greatly appreciated!!!

#oc #oc lore #zodiac #zodiacs #zodiac sign #zodiacs signs #constellations #zodiac lore

[tenderbittersweet]

My 2023 New-to-Me Media Wrap-Up

Movies

History of the World, Part 1 (★★★)

A Man Called Otto (★★★★)

The Beguiled (★★★★)

Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny (★★★★★)

Everything Everywhere All at Once (★★★★)

Oppenheimer (★★★★★)

Barbie (★★★★★)

Bullet Train (★★★)

Other People (★★★)

A Haunting in Venice (★★★★)

Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid (★★★★)

Death on the Nile – 2022 (★★★)

Death on the Nile – 2004 (★★★)

The Woman in Black (★★★)

Worth (★★★★)

The Woman in White (★★★★)

Murder on the Orient Express (★★★★★)

Santa Claus is Coming to Town (★★★)

Happiest Season (★★★)

The Other Boleyn Girl (★★★)

Maggie Moore(s) (★★★★★)

T.V. Shows

Ghosts S4-S5 (★★★★★)

Suits S1-S8 (★★★)

The Great S2-S3 (★★★)

The Bear S2 (★★★★★)

Mildred Pierce – Mini-series (★★★)

Fisk S1 (★★★★★)

Call the Midwife S12 (★★★★)

Over the Garden Wall (★★★★★)

Wolf Hall (★★★★★)

Books

Nobody is Ever Missing by Catherin Lacey (★★)

Magic Lessons by Alice Hoffman (★★★★)

Beowulf (★★★★)

Speak No Evil by Uzodinma Iweala (★★)

This One Summer by Jillian & Mariko Tamaki (★★★)

Sir Gawain and the Green Knight (★★★★)

Zami by Audre Lorde (★★★)

Faustus by Christopher Marlowe (★★★)

Fun Home by Alison Bechdel (★★★)

Othello by William Shakespeare (★★★★)

Dawn by Elie Wiesel (★★★)

Oroonoko by Aphra Behn (★★★)

One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston (★★★)

Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen (★★★★)

Clover by Dori Sanders (★★)

Passing by Nella Larson (★★★★)

Seize the Day by Saul Bellow (★★★)

Daisy Miller by Henry James (★★★★)

The Turn of the Screw x2 by Henry James (★★★★)

Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde x2 by Robert Louis Stevenson (★★★★)

To a God Unknown by John Steinbeck (★★★)

The Yellow Wallpaper & Other Writings by Charlotte Perkins Gilman (★★★★)

How to Stop Time by Matt Haig (★★)

The Living by Annie Dillard (★★★)

Heartstones by Ruth Rendell (★★★)

The Law & the Lady by Wilkie Collins (★★★)

The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle (★★★★)

Cane by Jean Toomer (★★★★)

Our Dark Academia by Adrienne Raphel (★★)

A Murder is Announced by Agatha Christie (★★★)

Wieland by Charles Brockden Brown (★★★★★)

The Thin Man by Dashiell Hammet (★★★★)

The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler (★★★)

E is for Evidence by Sue Grafton (★)

Devil in a Blue Dress by Walter Mosley (★★)

Podcasts

Rehash (★)

Normal Gossip (★★)

Noble Blood (★★★★★)

Lore (★★★)

Fuckbois of Literature (★★★)

Stuff You Missed in History Class (★★★★)

If Books Could Kill (★★★★)

Wilder by Glynnis MacNicol (★★★★★)

Documentaries

Anna Nicole: You Don’t Know Me (★★★)

Tiny Shoulders: Rethinking Barbie (★★★★)

Defending My Life (★★★★★)

Plays

The Last Living Gun (★★★)

#movies‚ film‚ and cinema #t.v. shows #books #podcasts #documentaries #plays #2023 #perspective #op

[riri-postz]

Disturbing Media List

hii! i have been gathering a list on analog horror, args and just disturbing pieces of media in general for a while now and since i noe have a place to share it, i will be putting every single one on the list on here!! the only exceptions is if i haven't watched them!

if you are interested in any of these plz research triggers if neccessary this isn't a disturbing media list for no reason!

Analogue Horror

Analogue horror is a specific type of horror in an analogue setting, so tapes, found footage, radios, tv shows, etc.

Monument Mythos - Extremely good with a lot of hidden lore, but a very long series, Wendigoon made a good video on it here.

The Walten Files - Very good lore, based on the FNAF series, very high quality but some of the videos are quite long, also kind of an ARG if you like investigating things

Local 58 - One of the classic series that made analogue horror known 10/10 please watch this if you want to get into the genre

The Blue Channel - One of my favourites, probably the shortest series in the analogue horror part, not much lore (yet) but still an extremely good and original series

Mandela Catalog - I couldn't do this list and not put this series, its so well made and is extremely good at building tension and world building in general!

Andy Livengood - Not really a series, but still very good, also extremely short so if that sort of thing interests you, this is one of your best choices

ARG's

ARG, meaning alternate reality game, is a type of disturbing media that takes place through multiple places, so it could start on youtube, but then give a clue for a website, and then and Instagram, and it all slowly leads to the end! Very good for people that like investigating lore! This is probably the shortest catagory because I don't know that many ARGs

Poochee and Pansy - I'm including this in here just because it is the start of an ARG known as the Hunt for the Gangadiddle. The series on it's own is also very good, though it hasn't got much lore to it

The Hynagogic Archive - Personally one of my favourite disturbing pieces of media, constantly being updated, at least have a look at the website if you aren't interested in the lore

Weird Youtube Things

I didn't know how to explain this other than weird things on youtube, take that as you will, also I will only be adding my opinions on the ones I am really interested in/fixated on because there are SO MANY of these

Daisy Brown

hiimmarymary

Hi Walter, I got a new girlfriend!

Lasagna Cat

Too Many Cooks

Dining Room Or There Is Nothing

nana835763 - I love this person they have made SO MANY GOOD STAND ALONE VIDEOS I really recommend PokopokoShopping and PokopokoPikotan from them

Llamas with Hats

Possibly in Michigan

Smile Guide

alantutorials

Agamemnon Counterpart

Henry Eats

Shed 17

112Dirtbag

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared - Oh. My. God. PLEASE WATCH THIS SERIES IT'S SO GOOD I'VE BEEN FIXATED ON IT FOR 4 YEARS NOW I LOVE IT SO MUCH

Unedited Footage Of A Bear + This House Has People In It - These are grouped together because they are really similar and I really didn't want to talk about each of them but OH MY GOD these series are so good they would technically both count as ARG's but I put them in this section because they fit better

Thank you for reading all of this! I may update it if I find any more! If anyone wants a detailed summary and review of any of these please let me know and I will!

#tw unreality #unreality #unsettling #disturbing media #dhmis #analog horror #the mandela catalogue #poochee and pansy

[andrew-the-drew-defender]

I wanted to wait until I got my old blog back to do this buuttt-

TMF X ACE ATTORNEY AU CHARACTERS WOOHOO:

Note: I had to rework some of the ace attorney lore for this to work without a lot of uh...complications and I still havent figured out everybody. This au is limited to only the Original Trilogy; TGAA, AAI and AJ trilogy wont be counted.

Jake: Phoenix Wright, this one is self-explanatory tbh

Hailey: Mia Fey; specifically Hailey from ep 1-4, stage fright uwu hailey is not Mia she is nothing

Zander: Maya Fey, I know he acts nothing like her but cmon Fey siblings

Bethany: Pearl Fey, had to rework it and she isnt their cousin

Drew: Miles Edgeworth; also self explanatory

Henry: Detective Dick Gumshoe, I swear it's gonna make sense when I post more stuff abt this au-

Liam: Larry Butz, I SWEAR I HAVE A GOOD REASON

Lia: Diego Armando/Godot, no it isnt spoilers if you couldnt figure out Diego was godot from the beginning you r just dumb my guy plus this franchise existed for 22 fucking years, anyways Hailia canon

Zoey: Dahlia Hawthorne (yeah sadly no Joey cousins or else the whole thing will be gross sorry)

Daisy: Iris Hazakurain/ Hawthorne, same thing as Lia/Godot one, except Jaisy

Maria: Valerie Hawthorne, I just wanted to kill her off

Stacy: Lotta Hart, no reason just think it will be fun :)

Milly:Franziska von Karma, drilly [adoptive] siblings >:)

Elliot: Adrian Andrews, *cries in Farewell my Turnabout*

uh, that's all for now lol

#the music freaks #tmf #freakblr #rosyblr #tmf × ace attorney #daisy hawthorne #zoey hawthorne #Finally putting the tags to use lol

[ask-pup]

All OCs in the Linked Systems

You heard me right. Time to dive into the pile of 140+ OCs worth of lore and tangled storylines. Don't worry, all we are covering right now are the names and what universes they are in.

Current OC Count: 143

Open Filesystem-(My computer)

Wymi/Sillyvision Crew

Bebbi

Henry

Bori

Sammy

Tom

Bendy

(Joey falls into this category as well, but I'll put him with the Destroyers.)

Destroyers

NegaVirus, or Negavi

Null

Entity 303, or 303

Brine

Death

Hate

Demon of The Ink, or Joey

Wanderers of the Desktop

Reign

Will

Admin

Ace

Dren

Nex

December

Gram

Opal

Nicholas, The Puppet Master, or Pup

Pine

Willow

Voidspawn

Tueskel

Void

(Negavi goes here as well, though he is also a destroyer.) 

Neonia-(Big world of anthro OCs)

Hyperdream Crew

Jacob

Virtua

Violet

Dusk

Dawn

Twilight

Solus

Kami

Nova

Wolfy

Nightfly Crew

Takeo

Tanas

Kiki

Noah

Jewel

Pandora

Kodi

Cazneer

Skeld Crew

Pepsi (HEHE YES I NAMED HER PEPSI NO ONE CAN STOP ME.)

Norman-blue

Luke

James

Kiko

Daisy

Jyl

Amanda-tan

Kenny-maroon

Purp

Maggie

Dero-white

Richard-rustic orange

General-military green

Fern

Jade-jade green

Kasmin-grey

Cole

Kyle

Other Neonians

Cice

Darka

Shade

Trilace

Konazel-(AU of Neonia, main project rn)

Ancient Konazelians, not really important anymore

Savannah

June

Branch

Cliff

Trilace Estate

Carbotas “Otis” Vatri

Turas “Riss” Vatri

Holly Blossom

Lyme

Equinox Cinder

Solstice Cinder

Spring Cinder

Autumn Cinder

Trilace Emer

Spirit Tilo

Bell Tilo

Sable

Ivy Blossom

Half-Moon Hills 

Rocky Fotar

Branch

Leaf

Root

Ingot Seplin

Zoey Seplin

Other Konazelians

Takeo Fotar

Nera Fotar

Latte Dustcloud

Cice Emer

Nova Star

Pyra Star Vatri

Luke Vatri

Jet

Haven Alpha-(Minecraft OCs)

Breeze Cyclone

Jace Cyclone

Zack Cyclone

Zilo Mason

Royal Cyclone

Cyclone

Arkana

General Greathorn

General DeKather 

Steven

Alexis

Origintale-(Undertale AU that is barely Undertale anymore and contains characters from our 2 AUs and our headcanon)

Arial

Fangsong

Comic

Pappy

Pitch

Ark

Frisk Cloudspot

Nick Cloudspot

Clover Cloudspot

Hollo Cloudspot

Luna Cloudspot

Cody Cloudspot

Chara Cloudspot

Beth Cloudspot

Asriel Cloudspot

Asriel Nightmoon

Asriel Dreemur

Frisk Lightshine

Tai Lightshine

Josefin(but he's a boi)

Scrollus

Gaster

Typhoon

Alpin

Fireteam Cardboard-(Halo universe we made bc why not)

Bluie-420 “Timmy”

Sherbert-115

Copper-412

Rose-085

Frost-824

Kiwi-417

Mickey-G01

Nebby (canonically Jacob and Violet's great-granddaughter)

#long #so long #god why did i do this to myself #OC #a lot of ocs #the linked systems #pup tls #this was truly painful to write

[ask-the-friendly-ink-demon]

[mod Daisy Hazel creator of my Bendy oc Mellie Tanya here. I want to ask you how did you come up with the name Prowler and his design?]

oh! this is a interesting one, i'll start off with his design, over the years on this blog prowler has gone through many, and i mean MANY redesigns over the years, sometimes one after another until i finally figured out an style, and just decided to design him of how henry will encounter him in the revamped storyline of how this au began, but as for how he truly looked? welp uh. not much changed really, he was just originally an Bendy with clothing like his trademark hoodie and what not but just without a bowtie, (i will not show what my first drawing of him is like, cause by god i cannot- eugh it is- so bad and cringy.) though, over the years that i’ve been in the fandom and overall in my AU i've simply changed how his outfit and appearance is portrayed until finally deciding recently to be like ya know what, i'll just start from scratch, draw him from when henry first encounters him in the story, and slowly move up from there until the poststudios design is finalized, like- building up to what he looks like in the blog overall (since this AU itself does take place after ink machine and now dark revival, the story itself i am referring too is simply the prologue to the AU and eventually the backstory to what happened in the ink machine story and hopefully the dark revival story... whenever i get to it ^^;;;;) As for how his name came to be? originally it was just Modern, Or Mod, but since one of my friends, @ask-modern-demon's own bendy already had that nickname, i was trying my best to figure out the perfect name for my bendy to have him stand out from most, and in comes my good friend @ask-soul-bendy who came up with the nickname of Prowler for my Bendy!, because he is in essence, An hunter. i did have a more indepth explaination about how prowler came to be and all but it is probably either buried in the blog, or deleted to not have so many posts, but there ya have it! most of prowler’s lore mainly comes from my own head but recently i’ve been slowly deciding to have it fit more into the actual canon of the game... to some degree, i have my wonderful friends to thank for that.  but yeah that’s pretty much it, tdlr; Prowler originally just started out as a modern bendy in a modern retelling of batim before the whole game was release before slowly and surely turning into the AU i cherish today, i have LOTS of lore about his demon soul and what not, but that is for another day, maybe. people are probably wondering in my older posts of how the hell were my characters able to do some of the crazy shit they’ve seen in a certain ongoing ARC and how they are able to transform and what not, that can be explained if someone asks the right question and what not. but yeah that’s pretty much it, sorry that this post is a bit too long, i love getting asks like this and overall just rambling about my characters, it’s refreshing. (also to all of you who are viewing this post go check out the two blogs i mentioned they are really nice people and amazing friends)

#Behind The Screen! (Mun/Toon) #Roll Call! (Answered Asks) #You've got Mail! (Asks) #Think I’ll Be Going Than Make These Pipes Stop Flowing! (ooc post) #Terrors Of The Inky Past AU #reminds me i should really resume working on the AU's story since i don't have work today #dunno; we'll see. #long post

[queensparklekitten]

tag yourself as things i’ve googled recently

“saw trap henry the 8th” 

“clothes to commit arson in” 

“how do they reverse engineer minecraft seeds” 

“summon clown” 

“catgirl cafe” 

“among us dead body plush ebay” 

“elder frog lore” 

“psychedelic purple crayon” 

“is a crypto mining warehouse flammable” 

“gem encrusted glock”

“don’t lose ur head pmmm amv”

“why are cows named bessie and daisy” 

“piglin-chan” 

“keety” 

“minecraft steve emoji copy paste” 

[keefwho]

February 18 - 2024 Sunday

10:56pm

5/10

This morning I made hash browns with veggies and fish sticks with gravy for breakfast. I played some Helldivers which Wooley joined on for 1 round. Today was kind of a blur, maybe because mostly all I did was play that god forsaken game. At some point in the morning I stopped and switched to Spyro with Henry on the side. I made chicken stew with cumin for lunch and ate it while watching Bluey. Daisy offered to call while she drove back home so we did that while I Helldived. I started getting very frustrated with the game so I stopped and peaked at Cities for a tiny bit after she got home and took a nap. My timeline is messed up though because I made lunch AFTER her drive home. After Spyro she was ready to watch Bojack so we watched 3 while she cleaned and ate. Then we did our puzzles. I feel bad because she wanted to catch up on them but I had done them already. She screenshared Pinterest trying to find fursuit inspiration and I learned a lot of fursuit lore. In bed I played Kingdom Hearts and beat the Hades cup again to grind levels.

~~~

Today I felt VERY disconnected from things. I don't even know how to describe it, it's something I'm eager to talk to my therapist about tomorrow. It was an okay day though.

3 Things that made me happy today: -Playing Spyro and watching Henry -Helldivers with David and friend -Sharing sweet words with Daisy tonight

#journal #diary

[cringelordofchaos]

Ok new rp blog list (in order of introduction (I think)) (if "•" is written next to it that means it's mine because I'm a self centered prick)

Already made:

Jake: jake--sterling

Drew: drewybear

Henry: lettuce-my-love

Liam: wh0sliam

Hailey: hailey-i-guess •

Zander: zander-wickham

Sadie: xjaded-sadiex • (tw: eye contact in pfp + banner)

Daisy: x-daisy-x •

Milly: x-pink-haired-devil-x

Sean: mr-broom •

Luke: luke-tmfrp / luke-peterson-tmf

Zoey: zoeyhoeyisalive

Lia: lia-tmf-rp

Elliot: xx0blooming-orchid0xx •

Maria: maria-r0b0tn1k-ark

Stacy: lukepleasenoticeme

Bethany: bethieboo

Milo: the-sigma-milo

Background-chan: background-bg-chan •

Tomato-san: tomato-san-tmf

Max: grandpamaximusivofancynameiii

Yet to be made:

All the teachers

Al the parents

Mia + Willow

Jakes former bullies

Lettuce-chan

Any other background character (like the violinist or misc other background lesbians besides miallow)

Oreo

ROSYCLOZY??

.LUNI?

Damien

The third guy in Max's friend group Jamie

Bonus: all other TMF gimmick (?) blogs I'm currently aware of (ok confession: I have no idea what gimmick actually means because I'm an idiot)

tmf-confessions

tmf-heritage-posts

freakblr-lore •

tmf-gimmicks-maybe

Please inform me of anything I might have missed!

#tmf #the Music Freaks #into the rosyverse #rosyverse #freakblr #rosyblr

[daisylore-au]

BREAK EVENT - END 8/8

not a single person voted to reject the flower, i love that skdnfks you all know what’s good !! 

we’re at the end of this event for now !! you made v good choices the whole way through actually, so well done !! have a happy end :] the next event will begin next week, which is exciting, and MAYBE the next event will be the week after that - if not, it’ll be in three weeks after my exams, but i don’t wanna hanging that long, so if three weeks, i’ll run a fun little break event like this after the second event !! i think i have one that you guys will like :D we’ll see how my studying and time management goes abdksn

tysm for playing along with this :D i hope you had fun and are looking forward to the next few events !! there’ll be a summary up soon of this + the past events i PROMISE lolol, i’ll get to it asap 

enjoy the ending of this little event !!

“If you don’t want them, that’s okay,” Dream rushes to say, when Tommy is silent, “it might be dumb, I just thought-”

“Shut the fuck up,” Tommy says, but there’s no heat behind the words, none at all, “this is- ‘Course I’ll take them. I mean- they’re nice, and all, or whatever. I like them.” Before he can stop himself, he’s clutching the flowers a little closer to his chest, shooting Dream a firm, cautiously thankful look. “Thanks. I guess.”

Dream laughs at the familiar tone, looking relieved. “You’re welcome, I guess,” he replies, and Tommy has to snicker, “I have plenty here anyway.”

“Can I come back and visit another time?” Tommy asks him. He has to part ways with Dream soon - the sun is getting higher, which means Henry will be out of bed looking for him before long, and the other server members will be waking. He doesn’t want any of them to catch him here, for both of their sakes. But he’s not done yet - Dream and him have a lot of fucking talking to do, and this isn’t the end. And, to his surprise, he realises he wants to come back, anyway. “In a few days, maybe? Or- I don’t really care, but I am going to steal more of your flowers.”

“You say steal like I didn’t give you those ones,” Dream points out, mirth in his eyes, “but yeah. Yeah, I’d like to see you again. Stop by whenever you want. I’m always happy to have visitors. ‘Specially nice ones.”

Tommy, unexpectedly warmed by this, kicks a tree in protest. “I’m not nice,” he complains, “I’m fierce. I’m ferocious. I could bite you. I am the SMP’s most dangerous member.”

“You’re cupping flowers in your hand and going home to make star shaped pancakes for Henry for breakfast ‘cause she likes space.” Dream laughs. “Sure, you’re ferocious.”

“I am-” Tommy chokes down death threats he doesn’t mean, scowling. “I am leaving, Dream. You dickhead.”

Dream wheezes. “Sure.”

“Don’t- I am leaving! I’m leaving right now, actually, and I’m going to take all the flowers in this field and replant them in my garden, bitch, just to annoy you.”

“You haven’t changed a bit,” Dream tells him, but it’s fond, almost brotherly in a way that’s agonising if he thinks about it too much. “I’ll see you around, Tommy. Thanks for visiting me.”

Tommy scoffs, but he’s smiling, however much he tries to hide it. “See you soon, Dream.”

And, when he walks away, he can hear Dream begin to hum. He doesn’t recognise the song, and the melody gets fainter until he can’t hear it at all, but it gets stuck in his head on his long walk back to his house, the birds chirping as he walks through the forest. Things feel... Not good, but better. The beginnings of better. He can take a deep breath again in a way he hasn’t been able to in a long time, and it feels better. 

Maybe things are better.

“What is that?” Henry asks when she sees the flowers in his hand as he gets home, looking curious through her sleepiness. “Why are you smiling like that?”

Tommy looks down at the flowers, something stirring in his heart.

“Hope,” he says, “I think it’s hope, Henry.”

(Dream sits under the tree in his field, rests his head against it, and smiles faintly.)

(Hope. He’s missed this feeling.)

#> daisy lore: writing #> side story: the visit #> break event: the visit #> daisy lore: tommy #> daisy lore: dream #> daisy lore: henry

[dreamsclock]

In the daisy lore au, tommys child, or a kid related somehow to him, wasnt told that dream was a monster; like there was some level of humanization, yknow?

i cannot drill home enough how much i love writing c!tommy LMAO, this au with him is so fun - he’s had Character Maturation in this fbdkjk, but mostly he’s one of the only ones who’s started recovering properly from his past, which is why he doesn’t speak about c!dream like a monster. 

also, i hc henry sees c!tommy as a mix between an older brother and dad, which is why she calls him tommy rather than dad,, it felt weird writing dad LMAOO

warnings: dehumanisation, trauma, PTSD, mentions of death / murder, mentions of fighting / violence, wounds / injuries, emotional distress, grief

“Tommyyyy?”

Tommy glances up from his half-built tower, momentarily distracted. “Yeah?”

It’s Henry: of course it is, he thinks, nobody else lives with them. She’s back from school, clutching her work in her arms and looking confused. Tommy jumps down from the tower, curses under his breath when he takes two hearts of damage, and heads to greet her, taking her work out of her arms.

“How was school?”

“What’s the SMP Monster? Why didn’t you ever tell me about it?”

The work almost slips from Tommy’s arms. For a second, he’s thrown back to cliff tops, to battering winds and dizzying heights and a familiar laugh tinged with an unhealthy amount of mania. He’s going to die, Tommy, a voice taunts him on the breeze in his garden, and Tommy can’t breathe, he’s going to die—

“‘Cause we were learning about the SMP story in class today, and everyone else seemed to know about the Monster.” Henry hops ahead of him, playing hopscotch a couple of feet in front, and misses the emotions that flicker over Tommy’s face, uncontrollable, exhausted. “And Daisy asked me why you hadn’t told me, so I told her I’d ask. So I did!”

The Monster. Fucking— Dream. Tommy doesn’t like to think about him. There’s a lot he doesn’t like to think about. Dream is half of those things. Forcing breath back into his lungs, he shrugs, though Henry can’t see it, and tries not to think too deeply about it.

“I don’t like the story,” he says, kicking a loose rock and watching it bounce away, “I think it’s stupid.”

Henry turns, stares at him wisely. “But aren’t you the Hero? That’s what Daisy said. She said Uncle George had told her 

“The—” Tommy stutters, swallowing nausea. “I mean— Firstly, GeorgeNotFound is not your fucki- your uncle.”

“Daisy says he is!”

“Daisy says a lot,” Tommy mutters, vehemently wishing to talk about anything other than this, “but- Yeah. Yeah, obviously. Of course I’m a hero. The hero. Yeah. But the story— Some of the story isn’t right, not the way they tell it. I dunno. It feels weird to tell.”

“But can you tell me it?” Henry wheedles, seemingly oblivious to Tommy’s growing discomfort. “You’ll know it best, ‘cause you’re the hero. I wanna know all about it! The story says you fought the Monster.”

“...Yeah, I did.”

“The stories....” Henry’s voice drops to a whisper. “They say you killed the Monster.”

Tommy feels his stomach drop sharply. “Yeah,” he says, almost impossible, “I did.”

Henry stares at him with far too much awe for someone looking into the eyes of a murderer. Tommy’s hand squeezes into a fist, and he has to use an old therapy technique, has to use a breathe in for four and hold for four and release for four and repeat until breathing isn’t a chore.

“I wish I was as brave as you,” Henry says with a sigh, “I would be too scared to fight against a Monster.”

“He wasn’t....” Tommy’s chest tightens. “He wasn’t very scary. In the end. When I killed him, I mean.”

“He?”

“The Monster.” And then, “Dream. His name was Dream.”

It feels like a breath of fresh air and a kick in the teeth at the same time. Tommy struggles while Henry takes his hand, suddenly aware of his distress.

“He wasn’t very monstrous either, when it came down to it.” Tommy has to laugh, something choked, tired. He still remembers the look in Dream’s eyes, remembers the gashes and bruises all over his body, remembers how easy it had been to fight him, in the end. “I wasn’t exactly heroic. Was easy to kill him.”

“What was he like?” Henry asks quietly. “The Monster?”

I’m not the best person to ask, Tommy wants to say, but he thinks it’s a lie. He might be the best person to ask — fucking hell, he might be the only person to ask, considering he seems to be the only one even saying Dream’s name anymore, never mind talking about him. “He was.... He was a bad guy,” he says finally, when silence stretches out in the house, “but he wasn’t always. He did a lot of bad things.”

The Disk War, Doomsday, killing him in prison. The list is long and bloody, and it’s hard to be honest and unbiased for the next part.

“But, in the beginning, he did— he did a lot of good things, too. He was bad, but most of us were bad in one way or another. He was just really bad.” Something bitter tugs at Tommy’s lips in a half smile. “We kind of made him the Monster when he was actually just a not-great person. We didn’t realise until....”

“Until you killed him?”

Driving a sword through a chest, the last flicker of life in green eyes. Tommy comes to a sharp stop, setting the work numbly down on the table and steadying himself with his free hand against the wall. Henry’s grip on his other hand is tight, secure. “Until I killed him.”

“Why did you kill him?” Henry asks, and there are a lot of answers he can give. Instead, Tommy shakes his head, mute for a second. I don’t know, is his answer, not because it’s the truth — the truth would be because I had to or because he was evil, both of which aren’t true either.

“He hurt people I care about,” Tommy says, gnawing on his lip, “a lot of people I care about. And he was going to hurt them again.”

Henry’s hand in his tightens. “Why didn’t you just hurt people he cared about as well?”

“‘Cause that would be bad,” Tommy tells her, and scoops her up, to hide his own shakiness and the fact he needs someone close, and to ignore his traitorous thought of because they never cared for him in return, “and we’re not the bad guys, right? We’re—”

“The heroes!” Henry cheers, beaming, but she still looks troubled. “Tommy, what if we have another Mons— Dream? Where someone nice turns bad and then they die? What if it happens to one of my friends?”

Tommy’s heart aches. “I won’t let that happen, alright? That’s— That’s never gonna happen. We’ll make sure of it. And if it does, then we’ll... we’ll help them. We know how to, now. We could help ‘em properly.”

Pandora’s Vault is long gone, after all. They’ve all had a learning experience with Dream.

“But it won’t happen, I promise you, okay?”

“Okay.”

And Henry wriggles to get put down, skipping away when she’s set on the ground, with a careless I love you! thrown over her shoulder. Tommy repeats it without thinking, trapped in his own memories.

A beach, a prison, a church. Unbidden, his mind creeps to building Church Prime with Dream, the laughter, the fun. He feels sick. He misses him. Or maybe he’s glad he’s dead.

“Fuck you,” he whispers, but he doesn’t think he means it, so changes his intention, “fuck you for dying on me.”

That feels more real. Stricken by his own thoughts, Tommy buries his head in his hands, unmoving in the kitchen. It’s a long time before he has the strength to pull himself together, longer until thoughts of Dream fade from his mind that evening.

(Dreams of the Monster come back to him as always. Tommy wakes up, face drenched in tears, and wonders who he’s crying over: the monster, or losing his old friend.)

#> my asks !! #> my writing !! #> daisy lore au #tw dehumanisation #tw trauma #tw ptsd #tw death mention #tw death #tw murder #tw fighting #tw violence #tw wound #tw injuries #tw emotional distress #tw grief

[peithoaphro]

first names and middle names

aleksander tate cassius mason echo valeria elijah daniel florence idonia gabriel samuel octavia seelie olympia margaret willem raven adelaide meadow daisy mae hendrik spade petrus kaiden silas helios alexandrina lore adrianus silver christian dane grace everly nemesis harrow selene magnolia spencer march remus ace henry gage ellis charles alice marina ares vulcan emelie rose holland sparrow rosanna april victoria sage violetta sparrow roselie willow hyperion wolfe espen arrow atlas stone carter reign feyre sun lucien everett sebastian vallen

#my list of names #my name list #peithoaphro #babynames #babynamesuggestions #characternameideas #nameideas

[t4tcecilos]

henry from @dreamsclock's daisy lore au!!! :D

#daisy lore au #my art #reblogs are pogs #she has a SWORD (its plastic dw) #she dyed her hair pink to look like techno and niki cause i imagine she looks up to them :D #also gave her ears n a tail like her namesake !!! #she was rlly fun to draw i loved combining the elements n stuff

[thomasthetankengine]

MGAU - Rosie’s Element

Characters: Rosie, Daisy, Nia, Mavis, Rebecca, Emily, Thomas (Minor), Henry (Mention), Sir Topham Hatt (Mention)

take some LORE! theres more to the magical girl squad than just weapons :0000 

Rosie and Daisy were sitting together in Daisy’s garden, watching the frogs hop past and the stream babble along and the leaves sway in the breeze. Everything was a magnificent green; flowers offered splashes of color and illuminated the bright landscape. 

“Something you get with being a magical girl,” said Daisy, “is powers.”

“What kind of powers?” asked Rosie.

“Oh, y’know, powers.” Daisy laughed at her lack of explanation. “But for real, you find your element and that element enhances your physical abilities. Ever wonder how Emily can do all those flips and jumps without breaking a sweat?”

Rosie nodded. 

“Her element is Wind. Air’s manipulated to give her boosts when moving.” Daisy plucked a flower from a nearby bush, cradling it in her hands. “Mine is Life. It’s honestly the only reason this garden isn’t dead yet.”

Rosie laughed too, leaning over to look at the flower. “What can you do with your element? Besides, well, gardening.” 

“Good question, mon amie.” Daisy poked Rosie’s nose playfully as she spoke. “And the answer is, you never know. Magic manifests itself in mysterious, fickle, uncontrollable ways.”

“What does that even mean?” Rosie asked. 

“Well...hm…” Daisy thought for a moment as she began to think her answer through. “Magic decides what it wants, when it wants, and how it wants. It’s just hard to control and will act on its own.” 

“Oh.” Rosie was quiet for a few moments. “That sounds difficult.” 

“Oui, it’s frustrating at first, but you get used to it. You adapt.” Daisy removed the petal from the flower, and another one grew in its place only seconds after. “You just have to think how your magic thinks.”

“...magic thinks?” 

“For lack of better words,” said Daisy. “It chooses what it wants to do, rather than you. I’m not sure why, but Nia said she’s been studying it.” She paused, then gave Rosie another boop on the nose with a smile. “Something tells me you haven’t figured out what your element is.”

Rosie smiled back at her. “How so?”

“You’d know at least some of this, then.”

“Alright, alright, you got me,” Rosie said with a laugh. “How do I figure out my element though?”

Daisy put her hand to her chin in thought. “I found out mine through meditation. Why don’t we try that?” 

Rosie nodded and crossed her legs and shut her eyes. Five minutes passed. Then ten. Twenty. Twenty-five. Thirty. Rosie concentrated long and hard on finding her element--or, her element finding her--but didn’t have much luck.

“I don’t think this is working,” Rosie said, finally.

Daisy shrugged. “Why don’t you ask Nia then? She’s been researching magic.”

Rosie nodded and stood up. She bid farewell to her friend and went on her way to find Nia. 

~~~

“Yeah, and then she told me to ask you, since you’ve been looking into magic,” said Rosie to Nia. Nia was hard at work repainting her engine, while Rosie sat upon the loosely constructed fence. “So...what is your element?”

“Fire,” Nia answered. She kept her focus on her work, choosing not to demonstrate her power. 

“I thought you had Wind too. Since, like, you and Emily both were good at all those acrobatics,” said Rosie.

Nia perked up. She loved explaining this aspect of her ability. “Well, it all begins with how hot air is less dense than cold air, causing it to rise. I heat the air to give me a boost! Well, my magic does, hehe.”

“Makes sense, makes sense.” Rosie nodded. She did not understand at all. “So...you and magic are separate, yes? How does that work?”

“Think of magic like...a dog. It’s its own being, y’know? But you can teach dogs tricks, like how you can teach magic to help you,” Nia explained. 

“Oh, that sounds easy!” Rosie smiled. 

“Mhm, it’s pretty quick to get the hang of. Our powers are granted by Lady, so, y’know, they like to do good things.” Nia turned around. Her overalls were stained with orange paint, but she didn’t mind. “What’s your element, then?”

“I’m...not sure, actually.” Rosie rubbed the back of her head. “That meditation session with Daisy didn’t really tell me anything, hehe.” 

Nia put her hands on her hips and thought for a moment. “Maybe you were forcing it. Magic is fickle.” 

“So, how would you recommend I find my element?” Rosie asked. 

“I found my element while working. I was having trouble getting my engine’s fire started, and boom, there it was,” said Nia. “So, maybe you’ll find yours when working on the railway. After all, Lady is a goddess of the railroad…”

“You’re right,” Rosie said, and she bid her friend farewell in order to get ready for her next shift and continued on her quest to discover her element and master her magic. 

~~~

The next day, Rosie worked long and hard on the railway. She shunted trucks and passenger cars. She brought empty trucks to the Ffarquhar Quarry, where she stopped to have a chat with Mavis while she had spare time. 

“Element?” Mavis raised an eyebrow as she took a sip of her cola. “Yeah, that came pretty easy to me, I guess. But I wasn’t working when it happened, nah.” 

“So...how did you find it?” Rosie asked. 

Mavis hummed to herself as she thought. “Well, I was arguing with my brother, and uh, well, the ground started shaking. Guess I got so pissed my magic took note.” 

Rosie blinked. 

“Yeah, it was weird.” Mavis then laughed. “I had to lie and say Sodor is on a faultline so that’s why it happened.”

Rosie laughed too, but she wasn’t quite sure why it was funny. “If I get really mad, maybe I’ll find my element,” she said.

Mavis shrugged. “Try me. Get pissed.” 

Rosie scrunched up her fists and face and thought very angry thoughts. She thought about the magical beasts threatening life on Sodor. She thought about Ska and how her physical form was taken from her. She thought about how Sir Topham Hatt was a capitalist. Her thoughts were very angry. 

Mavis laughed. “Sorry, sorry, you look like you’re taking a shit.”

Rosie stopped and laughed, and laughed, and laughed. Mavis was right. 

“Hm, maybe you should try asking Rebecca,” Mavis suggested. “She found her element in the middle of a fight with my dad.” 

“Really?” 

“Yeah! Big guy came home telling me how cool it looked,” Mavis said.

And once their break was over, Rosie entered the driver’s cab of her engine and went on the search for Rebecca. 

~~~

Rosie met with Rebecca at the end of the work day back at Tidmouth Sheds. The sun was setting over the sheds, reflecting off the murky brown pond water nearby. 

“Roro!” Rebecca smiled and greeted Rosie with a hug. “Do you need something?”

Rebecca hugged too tight, causing Rosie to let out a quiet squeak. Nonetheless, she hugged back. “I’m trying to find my element, and Mavis said you might be able to help.”

“Oh, really?” Rebecca let go and tilted her head to the side. “I don’t think I’ll be of much help with this.”

“C’mon, every little bit helps!” Rosie took Rebecca by the shoulders and playfully shook her back and forth. 

“Alright, alright-!” Rebecca put her hands over Rosie’s to stop her from continuing to shake her. 

Rosie stopped and listened to Rebecca’s story. 

“Alright, so I was in a fight with Dayton, yeah?” Rebecca leaned back against the wall of the sheds. “By the beach. And he retreated into the water since, oh, let’s be honest, Daisy would’ve killed me if I got my dress wet.”

“Hehe, she would’ve.”

Rebecca kept speaking. “That was when my magic kicked in. The sea split, and Dayton was so in shock I could just walk up and whack him!” 

“It was that easy?” Rosie asked.

Rebecca nodded.

“Can we try?” Rosie added. 

“I think I’ll kick your ass,” said Rebecca, “But I don’t mind a spar.”

That was when Thomas, their coworker, walked by. “A spar?” he asked. 

“I’ve been taking fencing lessons,” Rebecca lied. “I was going to show Roro a thing or two about the basics.”

“Woah! That sounds sick!” Thomas said. “Can I watch too?”

Rebecca could only laugh and nod, though she really didn’t know much about fencing. She only knew the swordplay Nia had shown her, and she hadn’t practiced that at all. Nonetheless, she tried her best, and her best was enough to convince Thomas that she knew how to fence.

The sun then set over Tidmouth Sheds, and Rosie and Rebecca each returned to their own home to rest the night and begin tomorrow’s day. 

~~~

On her way to work the next morning, Rosie stopped to chat with Emily. Emily lived down the lane, in a neat little apartment, and over tea they spoke. Emily brewed better tea than Henry, Rosie noted. Both brewed bitter teas, but Henry’s always had a salty taste. 

“So you’re looking for your element,” Emily said with a sip of her tea. No sugar, no milk, just pure black. “I think I was the first to find mine.” 

“And how did you find it?” Rosie asked.

“Hmm…” Emily paused for a moment in thought. “I sneezed. Silly, I know, but that was when I first noticed it showed up.” 

“That’s weird. So, it was just random?”

“Yeah, pretty much. Sneezed, then accidentally made a small tornado,” Emily explained. “If you’re looking for your magic, I suggest you take it slowly. You can’t really force it.” 

“I know…” Rosie sighed. “It’s just, it all sounds so cool, y’know? Nia’s fire, your wind, Rebecca’s water, Daisy’s life, Mavis’ earth...I just am pumped to see what I wound up with.”

“And you’ll find out soon, don’t you worry. It’ll come with time,” said Emily. She gave Rosie a pat on the shoulder. 

“Waiting is boring.” 

Emily laughed. “I’m sure it is. Why don’t we go cause some confusion and delay to take your mind off of it?”

Rosie could only laugh too, and she nodded. 

That day at work, Rosie shunted slower than usual and mixed up the order of Henry’s passenger cars and trucks. Henry and Emily thought it was very funny, but Sir Topham Hatt was cross. However, Rosie was in the union, so there was nothing Sir Topham Hatt could do about her minor mixups on the rails. 

~~~

That evening, Rosie curled up in her bed after turning off the room light. She had enjoyed the past few days. She got a joke fencing lesson from Rebecca, had a meditation session with Daisy, learned about magic and elements with Nia, shared drinks and jokes with Mavis, and had fun causing confusion and delay with Emily. She didn’t know her element, but she was happy. 

She turned over in bed to turn on the lamp on her bedstand. Perhaps she’d finish reading that book Henry loaned her that night. However, just before her hand hit the switch, the lamp turned on. 

This was her magic. Electricity. With an excited grin, she picked up the book and began to read, illuminated not by the work of a power station but her own power. 

~~~

#jik.text #our writing #magical girl au #ttte rosie #ttte daisy #ttte nia #ttte mavis #ttte rebecca #ttte emily