#The Muddy Inbetween

[sunlitriddle]

Hey, quick question.

Shouldn't SOLDIER have dress uniforms? Follow up question: what would they look like?

Edit: inb4 Ever Crisis released their interpretation. No, I will not be making revisions.

#bre draws #ffvii #final fantasy vii #ffvii crisis core #ff7 #zack fair #The Muddy Inbetween #it's based on Heidegger's coat because of course that self-important boar would wear his dress uniform casually #just absolutely overdressed for every occasion #but yeah updated it to be in the SOLDIER First Class color palette with just a sprinkling of Shinra Inc #there probably should be a Shinra diamond tie pin but I didn't draw it lol idk Zack left it on his nightstand #also continuing the criminally low amount of cake in every Zack pic but like I wasn't going for ye olde Hawkeye Initiative #because Zack's dummy thicc and the clap of his ass cheeks are alerting the Wutaian soldiers

[hyper-hopper]

ive never heard of cloven paws in my life before this, but i just realized hopper has them on all four feet. just slightly.

lil hoof feeties

#all of his middle 2 toes are conjoined at the very bottom like a little v #i try to make sure he has no fur tangles inbetween his toes after it gets muddy here #and i was like trying and failing to get between his middle ones and was like. wait #dogblr

[balladofsallyrose]

i wish i was there !!

#nobody gets inbetween steve and his idols #muddy waters #rory gallagher #eric clapton #steve winwood #steve marriott #buddy miles #jimi hendrix #blind faith #taste band

[bobzora]

making the bold choice of using Four whole colors in bad-end-animatic's palette

#bobtalk #misrepresentation. most frames will have 3 much like akechimatic. #this one is going to be blue :) contrast #anyway. wisdom of the day is never color animatics like i did for my haikyuuanimatic. too many colors in palette and too soft(?) coloring #looks muddy. do not do that #anyway. im still stuck on the last...fourth?of frames (not counting) for thumbnails because ive figured out like. the main parts. the parts #that i care about. but i have so much inbetween space to fill! at least the song is short and has basically 0 instrumental sections but :/ #what do i do with those frames!!well i cant actually ask for advice without spoiling the thing...so i guess this is just me complaining aga #n :p #...final week of semester incoming. but. we. uh. survive <-should be doing schoolwork but is 24/7 art-brain mode

[trashland-llamas]

Age Regressor! König

Paci creds

Usually regresses to age ranges 7-9 or 13-15, no inbetween

Better keep him away from the windows otherwise he’ll be climbing the first tree he sees. Not caring if it can support his weight.

That or he’s guaranteed to find a muddy patch in the woods. Launching himself into a bunch of puddles.

Horangi’s his caretaker but if he’s not available, Ghost will sometimes pitch in.

Ghost’s gotten to the point he can decipher what the little wants when nonverbal, staring off into the distance.

Hates baths, thinking it means he has to take his mask off. ‘It’s okay, the mask can stay on.’ Instead using a few wet wipes to make sure his face is clean.

Has a 3DS that he draws pixelated art on. Tends to use it like a whiteboard. In his older headspace (13-15), expect a bunch of juvenile dick drawings and at least one middle finger.

Otherwise you can find him playing some Mario or Super Smash Bros game

Horangi bribes him with slushies no matter his age, has to help him get his straw to his mouth, under his mask.

Obsessed with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Michaelangelo being his favorite, mostly cause of the nunchucks.

Loves going up to any of his colleagues, plopping a hand on their leg or arm & just lightly squeezing. ‘Squishy!’

Has one of those knot tied blankets, the top fabric having a cactus pattern on it, the backing color a navy blue. Usually waiting for him is Asher the narwhal.

#cod agere #call of duty #cod #konig #not x reader #agere #little! konig #cg! horangi #cg! ghost #sfw agere #headcanons #paci edits

[cringywhitedragon]

Just going to drop this here but here’s Pokémon Novic’s Mystery Dungeon Tie-in/AU (Spectral/Starlit Guardian)

The premise behind it was just kind of a way to explain why humans and Pokémon live in separate worlds and a what-if they were trying to remerge but a force does not want them to.

This force, know by it’s true name of The Will of The Worlds and currently possessing the legendary Pokémon Novatta, is also implied to have been behind the plots of the prior mystery dungeon games (With Buttercold and Dark Matter being fragments that broke off of it and Darkrai having been a puppet) all in an attempt to weaken the fabric of reality to allow it to escape its prison where it and the legendary Pokémon were trapped after the latter pretty much initiated a conflict that forced the worlds apart (As Novatta is supposed to embody the physical universe from Novic). The border between worlds known as the Inbetween.

It’s rampage was stopped by two beings, two Pokémon who would be championed as heroes known as the Starlight and Spectral guardian and key figures of the land of Edenia (The land where SlSpG take place) who helped to weaken Novatta and banish it, even at the cost of the worlds being split.

Edenia is best described as the most human-like place in all of the World of Pokémon as it was considered “Ground Zero” for where the worlds diverged, which has led to the locals to have had access to a lot of human technology. Pokémon from Edenia have all the comforts of the modern world ranging from phone-like devices to even human-like beds instead of “Those primitive and super uncomfortable pathetic excuses of “nests” the rest of the world uses. Get with the times people….” (A random NPC in the capital).

Despite the land of Edenia being a place of innovation, it’s also a major hub of history as the lands were ruled for many years by several joint kingdoms of Pokemon of different types, with the capital city being established to act as a central hub of trade and exploration amongst the various ruins and ever changing dungeons the land has to offer.

Humans are a well known legend, mostly having been muddied by myths due to generational gaps, but many Edenians hold onto the belief that one day a hero will shatter the Inbetween and once more reunite the two shattered worlds into one.

“By decree of the barrier that divides us would neither us nor humans walk together side by side as one.

In that moment we were alone with nothing else but our own emotions in a world that was only half of what it used to be.

Yet in our darkest hour, two heroes appeared to us to part away the darkness. The Spectral Guardian, Galasklisk, shared his great knowledge he carried from humanity. The Starlit Guardian, Omuraapy, gave us the will to stand strong as humanity does.

With the guidance of the great heroes, we went to develop our own civilization in the image of the ones who our worlds were split from.

We call this land…

Edenia

Even if we did find our home, we still have a legend in these lands. A legend that someday when our world cries out towards the other a great disaster shall threaten our livelihood, foretold in prior by previous events in which humans have crossed the Inbetween to save us as the Will’s influence glows stronger, corrupting those who it influences into Specters shall finally the True Hero appear. Guided by the Great Heroes and in tandem with a Pokémon from this world as their partner shall they finally defeat the Will, and shatter the barrier to reunite our worlds once again.”

The main threat of this story is that of the Shadow Spectors, Pokemon who are slowly corrupted into mindless forms of themselves through the influence of the WotWs as a recently emerging threat and led by a mysterious starry entity called The Specter who may have a deeper tie with a certain hero depending on the version.

The story follows the MC (Undefined and can be any player pokemon and gender they chose) a human turned Pokémon who finds themselves brought to this world by Galasklisk (Spectral)/ Omuaarpy (Starlight) to aid them in saving the world and to fulfill the prophecy. They find themselves awakening in an old set of ruins before being pursued by The Specter, whom easily defeats them. They are then rescued and awaken in the Theives Guild (Despite the name, they are more akin to a ragtag group of bounty hunters and are rather well liked in Edenia), where they meet their partner, a Pokémon who was taken under the wing of Guildmaster Gamblar (Another fakemon of mine) and raised as his own child whom had found them after sneaking out hoping for adventure. The protag will join the guild as their newest member as they seek to uncover just who they are and why they were sent here.

#reshi rambles #pokémon mystery dungeon #fan made #pokemon #fakemon #pokemon novic #pokemon fangame #fanfic #alternate universe

[cheerstotheelites-if]

[grasp] with emery please? But obviously it's him that's running/jumping to mc

Prompt List

❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms .

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We'll be there when you turn that corner, We'll jump out the bush, With a big bear hug and a smile, We'll be there! - We'll Be There - Estelle (We Bare Bears Theme Song)

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It's pouring outside.

Not too heavy to make it a storm, and not too light to make it a drizzle.

Just the inbetween on this cloudy afternoon.

You sit by the porch steps, umbrella open and held over you to keep you shielded and dry. Your eyes stay focused on the little boy in a bright green frog rain coat and matching green boots, giggling and laughing as he jumps from puddle to puddle.

Emery insisted on going out today, much to your silent dismay. As much as you love the rainy weather and the atmosphere it brings at times (and an excuse to be snuggled up under the blankets), you rather not be in it and get soaked.

You've been called a cat before because of this reason alone. Thanks, Weylyn.

Emery continues to run around the front yard, picking up random things then putting them back, and looking under empty turned over pots or random rocks. You let out a yawn, both a bit bored and sleepy from the comforting chill of the rain.

Then you heard it.

Running.

Like a wild rabbit in the woods, you look where the noise is coming from in alert.

And then—

"AH, CRA—" You fall back, hands fumbling to catch yourself on the steps, umbrella now discarded to the side.

Your front is damp, your clothes absorbing the rain covered little frog boy now hugging you with a smile on his face and somehow small twigs and leaves in his unruly hair. The rest of you and whatever remainder of dry clothing is next to follow, the rain being generous enough to not leave any part of you dry.

How delightful.

You sigh, and look down at Emery.

"Why?" You ask him, voice flat in resignation at your faith.

"Because I found something!" He replies giddily as he pulls back and search through the huge front pockets of his rain coat, with what you now realize are dirt and mud covered hands. Something inside you died a little at seeing that. You sit up with a small sigh, grabbing the umbrella again and opting instead to close it. Well, you're already wet, so why bother trying to keep the rain away?

So long to your favorite sweater, sadly.

Hopefully the rain will at least wash off the small, muddy hand stains.

A small "Aha!" comes from Emery as he pulls out a handful of smooth pebbles and somehow a snail got in the mix too. "This is for you." He says, showing the pebbles to you proudly. "Do you like them? I had to look hard for these!"

"Does it include the snail?" You ask him with a small chuckle as you shift to sit up properly.

"The what?" He lowers his hands and looks, letting out a gasp of surprise. "There is a snail! An intruder!"

"No, I just think the snail is asking to be put back home." You gently pick up the snail by its shell and stand up. "Come on."

Emery scrambles to put the pebbles on the porch steps, before hastily catching up to your side. You both head over to the nearest patch of plants by the fence. You kneel down, gently putting the snail on the sturdiest leaf you can find.

"See? No harm no—OOF." Once again, you've been surprised hug by the owlet. He hides his face in your chest for a bit, before looking up at you with a smile.

"I'm a snail now!" He declares with a giggle.

"Alright, alright." You chuckle, easily picking up Emery into your arms, who laughs at how swift you did it. "Let's get you home too."

"Don't forget my gift! They're snails too."

"I'll bring them back home too, I promise."

#prompt #MC #Emery

[basslinegrave]

my dogs got a doggy pool before summer and we just kept it outside cause they drink from it but Today, during a nice 5°C December day they decided to all jump in it, Zara, the one that hated water before was soaking her old butt in it like doing barrel rolls and shit and then went digging in the mud inbetween going for seconds in the pool 😭 so i had to bathe them by myself and my god, bathing 3 dogs takes out all your energy (but them being all fluffy and not crusty and muddy is like a reward)

#they were also very nice with the bathing #i wonder what was going on in their little brains cause they went from good water to bad water #aka they love the doggy pool but hate the bath

[mollisangelus]

The Way To A Man's Heart

Dilf! Kirishima x Reader 

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

A/N: Sorry for a short chapter, the next one will be short too, BUT bare with me! This is necessary for information, and the next will be.. a little spicy. THEN we'll have a huge time skip. 😭✋🏻 I know, I know, it's a hot mess. BUT KEYWORD: Hot.

TW: Uncomfy moments and bullying through inbetween the lines social cues that no one talks about.

♡———♡

Trying to pull your shirt a little away from your skin and pull the loose fabric forward to see what it was, all you heard was a woman's voice, "I'm so sorry, I'm such a clutz!" 

"Please be mindful, Veronica." Kirishima already sounded done with her. 

After seeing the vanilla icecream on it, you huffed, but looked to the woman. She already gave you an awful vibe. You hated the thought of judging someone because of they decide to do things like hair extensions or such, but in this moment, you couldn't help it. You were a firm believer, that anyone could do whatever they needed to do to feel beautiful and love themselves, but goodness, this woman. Her extensions didn't really layer with her hair right, her eyeliner didn't match and the makeup seemed like too much for this heat, and looked a little muddy. She wore a bright purple shirt with some weird cutouts, and leggings that looked like carpet in a roller skating rink. You pushed it away though, you didn't like judging anyone. "You're totally fine! It happens!" You gave her a bright smile. "Besides, I have a sports bra underneath, so I can just take this off, just uh…" the blush was back as you looked at Kirishima. 

He looked back to you at your pause. "Um, well… I'll guess you'll see how much of a fan I am…" 

He looked confused, but turned. His body more towards you know, watching as you pulled the muscle shirt over. You were careful to avoid the icecream in your hair or on the rest of your clothes, wrapping it in a ball and setting it on the table. You looked back at him and he had a crooked grin with wide eyes, unashamedly looking you up and down. 

You huffed like a kid and covered his eyes, "Perv!" He started laughing, which was interrupted by someone clearing their throats. You turned to Veronica, "Sorry!" You apologized with a small laugh and sat back down. 

"Well, anyways, it's good to see you Ei." 

You suddenly felt uncomfortable, and decided to sit there quietly as they talked, waiting patiently. You couldn't help but listen though. Kirishima didn't really respond to her, not that he could've when she continued the conversation. 

"How's little Mica?" 

"You don't get to ask about him."

Your eyes shot to him, shock on your face. You had never heard him so angry before, and so quick. It was so… out of character for the guy. 

"Why not? He's my son?" She was getting aggressive, clearly not unwavered by his harshness. 

"No, he's not anymore, you gave that up." You scooted a little closer to him, ready to intervene. 

"C'mon Ei, don't be like that… I-I.. I wasn't ready before, but n-now.. now I am!" Her whining made you cringe.

He seemed to be slightly vibrating, and you could tell he was holding himself back. 

"That's not how it works. You don't get to pick and choose when you're in a kids life. You're their parent, you're there every single day. I am, despite my job, and you're only excuse was a couple parties," he stood up and you followed in suit, grabbing your things and the collective trash, "Now, if you'll excuse me, we have to go." He brushed by her, and you stayed behind him with your head down. 

It wasn't your business, you reminded yourself as you threw away the trash and he went to get the boys. Stuck in your thoughts, you were only pulled out when a shadow developed next to you. 

"You might think that he hates me, but I assure you, he always comes back." You were shocked for a second, what the hell was her problem? "Toodles!" You heard her steps as she walked away, leaving you taken aback.

Taglist: @skylan666 @just-kinda-hereee @eijiandkatspebble

[owlish-owlhouse]

I would like your thoughts on magical stimming

Been having thoughts about stimming in the Isles (since everyone is some form of neuro divergent) and how magic would change stimming there are some thoughts

Dopp it's us, it's the stim behaviors @dopp-likes-yanderes

Bard

Touching an instrument's plastic, wood, or strings, stimming with touch as well as sound

Playing different songs to change your mood. Different genres being associated with causing different emotions

Pulling strings on various instruments to do simple spells like levitation using sound manipulation

Plucking strings and focusing that energy to shatter or blast objects. Controlling the intensity of the magic with your emotions or letting it go wild

Humming or tapping to create strong vibrations or colorful sound waves.

Beast Keeping

Stimming on the fur, scales, or skin of various beasts. Having them cuddled around you or sitting near you as you touch them to calm down or when your excited

Various sizes of beasts so some of the animals are the size of your hand while others are twice or more your size. Being surrounded in a fur hug or having a bracelet of scales. Large or small amounts of stimulation

Stimming by taking care of beasts. Trimming nails, helping shed scales, filing horns, and brushing teeth. Brushing out tangled fur, braiding hair, and washing scales

Potions

Cutting, smashing, and stirring ingredients to create and make potions and exlisirs

Making potion creations that bubble, fizz, sparkle, swirl, or steam with no real purpose.

Swirling cyclones of colors, bubbling concoctions, steam or fog escaping long funnels. Fun aesthetic potions but useless.

Various temperatures to feel through glass, and weird textures. Semi liquids/solids to stir and pour

Clicking empty potion bottles together and feeling the glass, holding potion ingredients in your hands before you chop or smash them

Plants

The various smells as you walk into the greenhouse. Being able to chose what flower you smell if any

Feeling petals and leaves Inbetween your fingers, wearing heavy leather gloves and listening to the crunch of leaves as you shift plant matter

Pulling, plucking, and weeding the plants. Sharp or gentle motions as you go slow or in a frenzy depending on your mood

Dipping your hands into the dry dirt or getting them muddy. Sitting back and slowing down to hear the plants talk. The wind rustles the leaves, the branches creak, the trees and bushes whisper if you close your eyes to listen

Poking thorns and scratchy branches. Good and bad feelings that you can pick from

Illusions

Creating realistic or dream like scenarios with small illusions, having the tiny beings dance and move around. Using this technique to bring book characters and t.v shows to life

Manipulating light and sound to make little fireworks or a fun light show. Pops of light and color that are controlled by a flick of the wrist or a swirl of the arm

Creating clothes or special outfits for fun, making elaborate costumes and makeup for show. Shimmery clothing and costumes along with creative makeup.

Projecting memories like a movie, deciding to change something to make it more fun or bearable. Projecting or taking away light to have a shadow puppet show.

Healing

Practicing Stitches/Sleep Spells on rubber dummies. Feeling the fake skin and experimenting with hypothetical medical procedures

Smelling different medicines and elixirs. Rubbing essential oils into your skin before a shift

Drumming your fingers against medical trays, snapping rubber gloves, feeling cotton balls, stirring tongue compressors, squeezing rubber bands, and listening to your own heart with the doctors stethoscope

Scrubbing medical equipment and sterilizing medical tools. Feeling the warm steam, touching the hot glass, and smelling the clean air

The buzz of an energy spell going through you, the light tingling of a healing spell fixing what's wrong

Oracle

Picking words to see small glimpses into the future, said words being a trigger of sorts

Rubbing your fingers against tarot cards, listening and feeling the cards shuffle as you move the deck around

Smelling incense smoke and lighting candles. Feeling candle wax drip on your fingers, cracking and uncracking wax. Making the flames and smoke change colors with your magic

Intense shivering from a nearby ghost or stepping into cold or warm spots

Levitating or moving things telekinetically or having telepathic conversations with friends. Reading other people's thoughts and moving objects when you're bored

Abominations

Abomination goop is basically slime.

Using abomination goop as an almost sentient squish ball. The ball reacting to your emotions/the motions you use

Similar to Oobleck it's a non-newtonian fluid which means it can become solid or liquid. You can let it settle as a solid or squeeze it into a liquid

Stirring, patting, pressing, chopping, and tapping Abomination goop to squish and move it in different ways. Twirling your finger to change it's shape or size

Construction

Creating small houses and buildings with spare materials. Making machines or other things to pass the time

Racing with friends to build something faster, magic helping you come up with creative solutions as you try and win with unorthodox building methods and material

Tapping wood, playing with parts, marking and cutting items, messing with tools, and experimenting with various building styles as your Inbetween projects

Dipping your fingers into mud, concrete, or sand. Feeling various textures and building things with your bare hands. Swinging your tool belt around your waist and feeling the weight of the tools inside as they clank against each other

Sketching structures and listening to the pencil move across the paper. Blowing eraser and wood shavings away

#owlhouse headcannons #headcannons #mira speaks #stim behaviors #stimming #owlhouse stimming

[a-s-levynn]

Hello!! 3, 11, and 26 for the ask game? Hope you're having a good day ♥️

Hey there! It is suspiciously nice so far so we'll see how the rest goes. I hope you have a nice day as well! 💖

3. What playlists do you have on your phone? I always say i don't but that's not really true anymore. I tend to do playlists of concerts i've been to lately. Because it's fun to e listen them after a while. I also have a few saved lists made by others. Not many but they exist. To be honest i think i kinda lived my mixtape dreams out with my walkman and then discman and than ipod and than small memory phones eras back than. Ever since i got my grubby hands on spotify i don't really bother anymore. Tho i love seeing other's lists. It's like taking a little peak through a window into them. And also in general i still enjoy listening to full albums the most. Well either that or being stuck on one single song for 5 days in a row. There is hardly any inbetween.

11. What was your childhood dream job? I answered it not long ago, i'll link it here for you. But i basically just don't really remember what i wanted at a young age and when i got a bit bigger i just.. barely wanted to be anything at all.

26. Do you believe in second chances? Usually i do. There are certain things that cross a line even for me but those are usually things you go to prison for. But in most cases i do believe people deserve the opportunity if they make an effort. All i have to do is meet them halfway. It's on them if they fuck it up again. But if i don't see an effort, than that's their choice as well, but then i don't have to meet them half way either. I acknowledge that shit happend but i like to focus on the aftermath and the things i have to solve and sort out after. They either want to be a part of that or not. I'm open but i need to see a first step to make my own as well. But if i see one, i'll do one. Or at least this is the short version of the idea behind it for me. I probably could write a book on this alone.. And also it get's a bit muddy when i am the one who fucks up because i never think i deserve a second chance and that's a whole different story.

#levynn answers #reveries-of-my-mind

[cody-helix02]

Sooo this is my first ever fanfic that I am posting....I got inspired by my HBO war discord peeps...thanks guys!

As my first fic I felt somewhat angsty and Malarkey is one of my faves so...yeah...oh btw there is a lil bit of strong language in there but just a tiny bit! Otherwhise enjoy hehe...😅 ( If you see spelling mistakes english is my second language so shove off 😌 And editing this post was a nightmare so take what you get ✌️)

The Rain doesn't hurt me anymore...

The rain came down hard and in thick droplets. Drenching everything and everyone that it hit. Making the way between the tents and barracks of the camp muddy, slipery and unbearable to walk on. Normally the soldiers wouldn't mind it that much, would put on their boots and stepped through the mud like it was nothing, like they had a thousand times already. But now, not a soul fought their way through it.

Not a soul ? No that wasn't right. One lonely soldier waded through the sloshing dirt. He was drenched from head to the end of his pants. His red hair plasterd to his forhead, deep bags under his eyes, skin pale, walkin with hanging shoulders and a look of utter sadness across his face. His wet uniform made the wind, pushing inbetween the tents, even colder. Cutting into him like blades but he didn't notice it. To wrapped up with the things he saw, experienced, at the pub a few minutes ago.

He conjured the images in his head again and again and again. His heart gettin heavier while his breathin sped up and he clenched his wet fists at his side. Knowing or not caring that anyone would hear him, he let out a frustrated scream and kicked a nearby barrack wall. Slowly he sank to his knees in the mud. His drenched uniform pants were now caked in dirt but he didn't care. Why should he. She also wouldn't have cared or noticed, she never did.

The thought of her bright and fond smile made his chest ache, like someone shot through his heart. She never smiled at him like this, always kept a polite distance and looked everywhere but at him. Their conversations never as long and meaningfull as he wanted them to be, cause her attention was ripped from him, was directed at another man. Anger welled up inside at the thought of the other. He wanted to punch this bastard. Wanted to rip his hands from her soft skin, his lustfull eyes from her lovely face and his body from her lovely figure.

He screamed again and started to punch the large wooden pole in front of him. Blind rage filled his vision. Made him see the other man and just lettin his anger free range until...it evaporated into thin air. He held his breath and stared at the soft hands that had taken his pale and bloody ones. He could feel someone standing pressed against his backside.

The soft hands left his and two arms slowley circled his head and chest. He could feel a head lean against his own. A warm cheek and soft long hair touchin his cheek. His bloody trembling hands, he hadn't noticed when he started to, came up like he was in trance and touched hers lightly. The breath he didn't know he had held passed his lips as he leaned further back against her.

A silence stretched between them. The rain ever present with his steady rhythm on their bodys, the roofs of the tents and baracks and the sludgy ground. After what felt like a millenia he started to slowley get up, her arms fallin from him. He turned and looked down into two also red rimmed and puffy eyes which shocked him a bit. Her face filled with worry and sorrow. He hated it. He wanted her to smile.

Carefully he lifted a hand, put it on her now cold and wet cheek. The contact immediatly returned. A little sad smile creeped on his face. Her eyebrows drew together but then she took his breath again. Whithout hesitation she had crained her neck a little, stood herself on her tiptoes and had put her cold lips chaste on his. For a second he just stared at her but then eagerness pumped through his veigns. Stiff, from the steady rain, cold arms came around her hips and she squeaked as he lifted her.

The next kisses were not as chaste, not as fleating but passioned and firey like they tried to chase the rain away. Big steamy puffs of air left their mouths when they touched their forheads. A smile full of fondness and love, more then she had ever given the other man, spread on her face. Her attention only for him, nobody there who could take it from him. His anger only a fleating memory now pushed away with the images of her look for him.

The rain feeling, now, like it was gliding from him, like it couldn't touch him anymore. His body full of warmth again. He returned her look full of love and smiled brighter then the sun.

I hope you liked it for my first ever fic @multifandomlover01 @georgelust @mash-the-buttons !!!

#band of brothers #band of brothers fanfic #easy company #don malarley #x female reader #I threw out the dialogue lol

[ghostnshadow]

Movement

Ghost x Fem! OC

Authors Note: Ive been mulling over this one for a while lol, the song of the night is Movement by Hozier

Summary: Ghost finds himself with a Shadow

Ghost knew someone was tailing him.

Six hours into a recon mission for a sex trafficking ring based in Holland, and for five of those he's had a shadow following him around, he spent 2 of those hours trying to loose them and considering he wasn't dead yet, he figured they were there for the same thing as him. But he was tired and downright cranky at the lack of information gathered he was itching for a fight and who better to pick it with than the person following him?

He turned into a dark alley waiting for the energy to shift to signal they had entered the space he resided, grasping the knife on his thigh he pulled it out slowly hiding it within his hand.

"I know you're there, stop hiding in the shadows" the only response was the howling wind in the distance, the sounds of the drunken nightlife stumbling home a few blocks away, a car engine turning down the block, his patience nearing catastrophic levels , he looked up scanning the rooftops for a sign of something , anything to give them away.

"you've followed me around all day, come out and face me like a man" Ghost's head whipped at the sound of rustling at the end of the alley, he watched closely waiting for someone to come out, instead a cat sauntered out sniffing in his direction as it trotted by, he followed the animal with his gaze, not hearing the soft thump of a body landing next to him.

"You were awfully sure I was a man, why? " He whipped his head at the sound, locking eyes with a woman, the only thing he could make out were brown eyes a black mask covering the bottom half of her face, a hood pulled over her head, wisps of what he could see was bright red hair dancing in the wind. Her head cocked to the side watching him with near surgical precision.

"It was a guess, figured if they sent a man he'd be cocky enough to come out, if it was a woman I figured she'd want to prove me wrong" He circled her , he clothes skin tight and black good for hiding but not good for hiding weapons, her head turned and tilted slightly.

"You're only seeing me because I am allowing it, trust me I wanted you gone the second you came in the picture" Her accent was American, not quite west coast but not quite South almost somewhere inbetween, he stopped back in front of her, the fingers gripping his knife twitching with anticipation, but first he needed answers.

"who sent you?" his eyes locked on hers, glinting in the moonlight she looked like something out of a comic book he had read when he was younger, more hair had come loose black strands mixing with the blood red in the breeze.

"no one you should be concerned-" she stopped mid-sentence cocking her head slightly, her eyes narrowing slightly it was then he realized she was listening to someone on comms, he rushed her pushing her up against the wall, a knee pressed slightly into her thigh and his knife at her throat.

"Im only going to ask one more time, who sent you ?" her eyes upturned like she was smiling under the mask, her hands stayed at her sides not even trying to fight him off.

"oh you have a temper big boy, why don't you put the knife down and we can talk like adults huh?" he pressed further, feeling her pulse with the knife, steady as if he wasn't once solid slice away from ending her existence.

"how about you tell me who you are and maybe I wont kill you right here." he pressed the point of the knife into her neck a bead of blood bubbling over the edge, she swallowed her hands reaching up and gripping his wrist.

" Sir? Ghost is one word away from slicing and dicing me , permission to tell him?" She kept her eyes locked on his, his head muddy from the feeling of her against him, brain almost too slow to process the words coming out of her mouth.

"There's a pocket inside my jacket, reach in it's a comm for you" His gaze narrowed his breathing heavy building condensation inside his own mask, his knee near burning from where it was pressed against her thigh.

"Just grab it Ghost, you're gonna want to speak to the captain" the hand with the knife stayed steady, his other moving slowly over the zipper of the too tight jacket pulling it down he reached in , Her heartbeat finally jackhammering at his touch finding the small pocket and inside it a small in ear comm device, he pulled it out reaching in his own hood and slipping it under the balaclava he wore.

"He's got it in, turn it on before my blood ends up outside my body please." there was static and then rustling, and then Captain Price's voice filtered through.

"Ghost put the knife down, she's with us" he huffed out a breath dropping the knife, she visibly relaxed her head leaning back agains the wall she was up against.

"Thought I was going in dark , why the change of plans?" Ghost looked at her more closely now, her eyes closed he could make out a freckle on her eyelid, and dark brown eyebrows, he seemed to remember how close he was and took a tentative step back looked over to the entrance of the alley as a car passed by

"That was the plan until I was contacted by Laswell , Shadow has been tracking the same group over 6 weeks, we agreed you would work together on this." He looked at her again, her eyes open now studying him like she was before.

"Who is she with ?" She took a step forward, her hands finding their way into her jacket pockets, it was her who spoke this time.

"I work alone, if you know how to contact me then I get hired for jobs, Laswell just happens to know how to get in touch." Ghost narrowed his gaze , considering the events in Las Almas it was bold for them to go with another contractor.

"She's good Ghost, and she's your best shot at getting proper intel" He sighed at Price's tone, leaving no room for discussion on the topic looking her over one last time he turned to the end of the alley walking away.

"Let's go Shadow, we've got work to do"

#simon riley call of duty #simon riley #ghost cod #ghost fanfiction #ghost x oc #cod mw22 #modern warfare

[nonbinaryaubrey]

Do you have the rough idea of a plot for the aitsf omori AU? Or anything about how the omori characters differ from canon? I’d love to here anything about it really

uhhh,, i kiind of have a rough idea for how things start? as it goes farther along its a bit more muddy due to the different routes that still need to be figured out.. so ill just try to talk about the start of it. Once again!! this AU is!! very very early in development -w-.. trying to combine Omori's story with AITSF's story telling is.. expectedly difficult <3

Pretty much it's kind of (<- very big kind of) like Omori's plot but more shifted around to be a murder mystery plot, like how AITSF has it.

It focuses around Sunny, a psyncer at ABIS, trying to solve the mystery of the 'suicide' of his sister Mari after some,, currently indeterminate number of years after her death. (currently in my idea for it) This is most likely kickstarted by Abbi, his AI-ball, doing a somnium with him (similar to how Aiba does a somnium with Date at the start of AITSF), where he is lead to believe that he is... forgetting something very important around the death of his sister, and that it may not have been a suicide. <- idk whether this somnium should contain the first route split or if it should be more linear. During this investigation he reunites with some of his old friends from before,, everything happened..

^ from this point onwards is when things become a little more disconnected and less figured out,, mostly due to this kind of being the point where the different routes start happening and stuff.

i thiink this little plot summary will probably end up being the most consistent part of the AU as it gets worked on further but i still need to figure things out such as

how far after Mari's death does this take place? Like how old would Sunny (and his friends) be. as much as i want it to take place 6 years since thats the aitsf number but. Sunny would be 18 at that time. and i REALLY doubt Sunny would be able to get into ABIS that young (yes Mizuki is 18 but the reason why she's in ABIS is because 1: she literally has super strength. and 2: She knows Boss)

^ related to that one. but.. im not really sure how Sunny would begin working in ABIS at all? Im aware its probably not SUPERR important but.. idk i still think its worth trying to explain it a little bit

Im not really completely sure how Sunny's somnium would work? i know that i kind of want it to go from a completely light area to ending off at a completely dark area and that.. i think i kind of want it to end with a truth album photo similar to how Omori starts . but as for whats inbetween those things? i have no consistent ideas

and.. finally for what i can think of for right now.. i dont rlly know how to pace this thing <- or whatever the word is. mainly since. this is more following AITSF with the way its story is told i guess? problem with that is.. AITSF more has you investigating currently happening murder cases. While this... does not have any currently happening murder cases rlly,,, so idk completely how to do that..

but ANYWAYS!!!! i apologize for a lot of this being 'maybe's or 'possibly's, i just want to be clear that some of this might end up changed at some point. BUT THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR ASKING ME ABOUT THIS AU!!! im really having a lot of fun with it and i appreciate being able to talk about it ^_^!!! thank you so much!!!

#asks #anonymous #aubrey.txt #aitsf omori au #omori #<- fuck it. maintagging. look at my AU boy. #omori spoilers

[dannythedog]

Record Collection:

Total Records: 52

#

5 Seconds of Summer:

Youngblood

CALM

A

Arctic Monkeys:

AM

Ashton Irwin:

Superbloom

B

The Beatles:

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band

Bob Dylan:

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits

Bon Iver:

22, A Million

C

Cat Stevens:

Tea for the Tillerman

Teaser and the Firecat

Creedance Clearwater Revival:

The 20 Greatest Hits

Crosby, Stills, and Nash:

Crosby, Stills, & Nash

F

Fleet Foxes:

Fleet Foxes

Helplessness Blues

Shore

Fleetwood Mac:

Rumors

G

Greta Van Fleet:

Black Smoke Rising

From the Fires

Anthem of the Peaceful Army

The Battle at Garden’s Gate

Strange Horizons Live: Nashville

Strange Horizons Live: Bridgeport

H

Hannah Wicklund:

The Inbetween

Harry Styles:

Harry Styles

Fine Line

Harry’s House

Hozier:

Hozier

I

Ida Mae:

Click Click Domino

J

Janis Joplin:

Janis Joplin’s Greatest Hits

Jim Croce:

You Don’t Mess Around With Jim

The Jimi Hendrix Experience:

Are You Experienced

John Denver:

John Denver’s Greatest Hits

Joni Mitchell:

Blue

L

Led Zeppelin:

Led Zeppelin I

Leonard Cohen:

Leonard Cohen’s Greatest Hits

M

Mac DeMarco:

Max DeMarco 2

Muddy Waters:

The Best of Muddy Waters

Q

Queen:

Queen

Queen II

Sheer Heart Attack

A Night at the Opera

A Day at the Races

Jazz

The Game

A Kind of Magic

Innuendo

Greatest Hits

Greatest Hits II

Bohemian Rhapsody Soundtrack

S

Shrek:

Shrek Soundtrack

Stephen Stills:

Stephen Stills

Sufjan Stevens:

Carrie & Lowell

V

The Velveteers:

Nightmare Daydream

#I saw a few people do this a while ago #records #vinyl #record collection

[csmeaner]

Design Shitting: Taste the Rainbow (Dainty Edition)

Decided to flip through the dainty masterlist a bit, and it appears nobody actually knows how to make rainbow things look good ever. Sorry if this is long Mod.

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/627ecfa08116401b78dceb72 Section A: Way too bright. In what world is this appealing.

damn it’s every scene character from early 2000′s. and incredibly bland because it’s just the same rainbow + black/white colors all over

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/6240cecde57719569254f52e Section B: Way too muddy. I can’t see shit and the colors are drab as hell. Black is a good contrast color to this palette but there’s nowhere near enough of it.

what an incredibly lazy use of gradients

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/627ecfa18116401b78dcec09 Same issue, this looks like paint water.

it’s got cankles holy shit

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/6240ced1e57719569254f75c The colors are actually acceptable, but the application? If it were just the drills I would’ve went whatever but why do people find random rainbow bits in hair cool.

why it got fucking mouse ears

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/6240ced5e57719569254f958 Yeah yeah it’s an aesthetic or whatever, but it looks wack. I never understood the like “Colorful stips with black inbetween” thing the scene aesthetic has for hair.

“Denise can you promise to dress normal for this year’s Thanksgiving? Your grandparents are worried”

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/6240cec8e57719569254f2a9

Colors? Fine. Gradient? Wtf

the most cohesive of the bunch but it’s still the same colors repeated and overly complicated

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/6240cec8e57719569254f290 No comment. Speaks for itself really.

give them the MYO back they clearly need to try again

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/6240ced6e57719569254f9bf Colors are alright actually but the creepy old anime girl vibes are throwing me the hell OFF. And again with the hair bits!! The hell is going on up there?

this wild cunt’s got LEGS too much legs in fact the anatomy’s so bad those hooves have chips in them the hair looks like a mistake and it’s wearing a collar for some ungodly reason all of this sucks truly and completely

https://darling-dainties.com/dainty/6146bc99026832476e3eb28e Literal oil spill, I don’t even wanna talk about the socks.

im into the hair but the fact the legs are just tv glitch effects slapped on kills it

Conclusion: I WILL eviscerate anyone who uses a rainbow gradient in a design on sight.

Thank you

i fucking hate you for making me look at these

#submission #dainties #design shitting