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ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa · 2 months

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[NSFW AU] Forest god Shuichi, bounty hunter Kokichi

Bunny: i didn't think Too deeply on it but basically. roaming bounty hunter kokichi + monster shuuichi kokichi gets in over his head :)c probably vine tentacles involved, because i like those [a little bit later] forest cryptid shuuichi…mmm good stuff the people who hired kokichi to kill him are maybe Not Great they kept fucking with his home it's not his fault he had to dissolve them like a pitcher plant can i add seed ovi

Me: Yes Do it

Bunny: they think kokichi's dead bc he doesn't come out of the woods SNDKHBJJFG

Me: He lives there now Becomes a planter, the way he's full of seedlings

Bunny: he does leave sometimes to take care of business but mostly. happy vine time his feet rarely touch the ground anymore. shuuichi spoils him

Me: Oh? Carries him around or keeps him in bed?

Bunny: i think mostly literally holds him up in his vines shuuichi is the forest, to some extent …does he have a bed, actually?? MAYBE THAT'S WHY KOKICHI HAS TO LEAVE SNDBJFJG u get kidnapped by a hot cryptid and he doesn't even have a house smh

Me: Mossy nest

Bunny: mossy nest could also work!!! comfy little cave

Hina: Is Shuichi a plant?

Bunny: shuuichi is a cryptid/monster that's like. the avatar of a forest? its spirit, but also its guardian

Hina: So do plants grow in him?

Me: I think in this case the seeds have to go Become airborne as seeds do Find some soil to settle into

Bunny: also, airborne??? what do you mean by that bc i can not be seeing the same image you are

Me: I don't have access to translator now but I mean like When the stuff from trees just fly off and people have allergies to that

Bunny: okay yeah i did understand we were having different ideas of the size of these seeds i'm pretty sure

Me: I assumed that they're tiny and in a huge quantity Seeds just suggest that idea

Bunny: they do!! however i usually go for Very Large bc it's fun to me

Me: Like. I thought of tiny orchidea seeds, bc orchideas are cursed with those so I was made to read about that once See, that was fitting in the mer au, but if Shuichi IS the forest then it makes sense he'd have A Lot

Bunny: ooohh that's true but how would that Feel

Me: Grainy cum Not dry tho Just textured Like chia seeds in a drink But more density [everyone disliked that, idk why]

Beez: in my head shuichi just looks like millennial tree

Me: In my he has like a gown with moss covered vines and flowers holding it together Flowers in his hair too, maybe elfish ears, probably lil antlers

Apollo: Okay but if Shuichi is the forest, does he have eyes everywhere? Like he sees everyone coming to destroy his home/him then sees a cute hunter and goes You. You're gonna be mine now.

Bunny: yes, yes he does :) kokichi never stood a chance :) i can't believe this was started over me liking swordkichi a little Too much [design from the official anthology]

Apollo: Imagine just walking into the forest to get rid of a creature but the whole ass FOREST decides you're its pet/partner or whatever now

Bunny: he was gonna melt him into bone soup but he sensed a pure heart and pretty face ok

Apollo: No need to live pay check to pay check when the forest is constantly fucking and breeding you

Dra: Damn does he do that [melt someone] to anyone else when Kokichi can see

Bunny: not when he can see he's very big, he can take care of forest-killers and his favorite pet simultaneously

Me: Feeding his favorite human handpicked berries and honey

Apollo: He's made him a little flower crown that won't die and is making sure he only eats the best things possible

Me: Tries to feed him bugs too, to get him some protein, never again, lesson learned

Apollo: LOOK HE'S USED TO KILLING HUMANS NOT TAKING CARE OF THEM. THERE'S BOUND TO BE A LEARNING CURVE

Bunny: kokichi is half-awake and being lazily fucked so he only realizes when he feels a leg wiggle against his lips IF ONLY THERE WAS BOOKS ON HUMAN CARE he's Struggling i jusg think. kokichi being suspended above the forest floor, strange smooth vines stuffed in every hole large enough, dizzily wondering what theyre pumping into him he's having a very blissed out time kokichi accidentally cuts his hand after gripping onto shuuichi's antlers and shuuichi is HORRIFIED he's pretty sure kokichi is Actually Dying

Apollo: He's never seen blood and Kokichi is currently too blissed out to notice that he's bleeding

Bunny: IN HIS EXPERIENCE HUMANS ARE FUCKEASY TO KILL OK HE JUST DROPS THE GROUND OUT FROM UNDER EM A LITTLE AND THEY EXPLODE he should probably have a much more intimate knowledge of death than this being a forest god but. it's funny

Apollo: Okay but Kokichi accidentally gags when his mouth is being fucked and Shuichi freaks out at that because does that mean he did something bad???? Kokichi seemed to like it though??? He's hopeless at caring for his little human but he's trying his best

Bunny: im imagining their first meeting,, maybe shuuichi's forest is extremely sheltered and humans have only recently started trying to "develop" it.. kokichi shrieking and swinging his sword around while vines hoist him higher and higher they start stripping him and he thinks he's about to die but they just end up poking around curiously wherever they can reach, trying to figure him out

Apollo: Shuichi that's not how you properly get a boyfriend smh

Bunny: he doesn;t know that!! he IS the forest there's nothing for him outside of it

Apollo: Shuichi appears but is absolutely zero help because he also starts poking Kokichi in curiosity

Bunny: he thinks shuuichi is there to help but no, he just wanted to feel kokichi's interesting textures more clearly the human makes cute noises when he pokes him there :D

Beez: would that mean cutting it down hurts him. .. . .

Bunny: yes sometimes death is a natural part of the forest lifecycle but you can't cut him all the way down and expect him to live

Beez: yeah i imagined if it happened naturally he would be fine but if there was smth interfering he would Feel it

Apollo: Kokichi tries to kick him and Shu just pouts because he doesn't know how to respond. He's just interested in this cutie

Bunny: kokichi tries to bite him and gets a vine stuffed in his mouth

Me: This is where verbal communication ought to step in

Bunny: when does verbal communication ever work when kokichi's involved /j

Apollo: This isn't how Kokichi wanted to be seen in front of a hot forest spirit damn it. He couldn't even flirt before getting naked /j

Kai: Human try developing Shuichi's forest and Kokichi is just "AW HELL NAH THAT GUY FUCKED ME TOO GOOD FOR YOU TO UP AND KILL HIM!"

Apollo: "We hired you to kill that guy!" "HE GAVE ME THE BEST FUCKING NIGHT OF MY LIFE! HOW AM I MEANT TO KILL HIM AFTER THAT????"

Bunny: maybe the fantasy seeds he has kokichi incubate are replacements for the killed trees OOO

Dra: I'm sorry but my mind just went to that fucking bird (there is a type of tree that doesn't grow unless the bird eats the seeds first)

Me: Yeah, the forest grown since Kokichi came around

Me: I was thinking something a lil more lovey dovey when you said he stayes in the forest

Bunny: it's lovey-dovey once they get past the Poking phase. shuuichi is very curious and has literally no idea what boundaries are maybe kokichi offers him a deal,,,like 'u can keep touching me wherever as long as you promise to stop eating people'. he does not have his sword and has literally no way to enforce this and is also currently wiggling toward shuuichi's hand but it's fine he's a very serious business man shuuichi is very diligent about aftercare even though he has no idea what that is and tries to feed him a bug he goes "well some of the animals like this" and pulls kokichi into his lap to start petting him humans need protein he's pretty sure he's doing his best

Apollo: Throws touch starved Kokichi into this /j

Bunny: funny you say that :)c the implications of kokichi being a wandering bounty hunter are that he has nowhere to go Home to, yeah? would also explain why he stays in the forest,,,

Apollo: Kokichi really went from being alone and living paycheck to paycheck to being taken care of by the forest itself

Kai: "I got no home but the willow maid fucked me good and hard so i think i like it here"

Bunny: kokichi is like 'stop it i'm not a pet >:(' and shuuichi is like b̶̀̌ȗ̶̏t̷̅̈ ̷̏̚ḯ̷̋ ̵͒̀c̵̃an ̵̓̏s̵͐͠m̷̃͑e̷̎͝l̸̂͗l̸̀ that ̚i̸͗t mak̷̃̎e̶s you ̷̅̚h̵͑̒ä̸͠p̵̎̂p̴̢̆y̵?

Kai: does Kokichi ever repay ;) him

Bunny: yes frequently

Kai: can a forest get off?

Bunny: nnnnot…really? at least in my interpretation he enjoys seeing kokichi happy maybe he finally decides to manifest himself some genitals to see what all this fuss is about NSDJBHSHDGJ

Kai: does he at least smooch Shuichi?

Bunny: YES shuuichi tells him that he is not a baby bird and does not need to be fed. then he tells him to do it again because it felt nice

Apollo: I'm crying because imagine if he made his dick real big because he's not sure what a good size is meant to be

Bunny: kokichi is munching grapes and watching him like no…a little bigger…little smaller…move that a little bit to the left…

Kai: peppers his face in kisses and Shuichi has no clue what he's doing but makes the correct assumption that it's a human sign of affection sorta like wolf licks and accepts it

Bunny: he does it back very clumsily it's too hard and knocks kokichi over (shuuichi vc) ẁ̷͑h̶̎͑a̵͂́ṫ̸͘ ̷̟̈i̶͌͆s̷̉ th̆e̷̽̕ ̵̑̾p̵͑̏o̶͒̕ǐ̷͠nt of t̶͋̚h̸is? ̛i̴̛ have ̓̔ă̵͝l̴̈́̿ṙ̵̐e̸̚̚ạ̸̈dy reprodụ̸͛c̶̛̃ȅ̶̈́d̸̆̕ ̸͐throug̃͠h̸̖̏ ̴you,̿ i do n̸͝͝ò̶̓t̵̂̽ ̴̒́n̴͛̈́e̵͌͊e̴d mammalī̴͘a̴͂̀n̷̾̈́ ̶̔͘feature̷͘͠ṡ̷̆-̴͑

Apollo: Okay but how long would it take for Kokichi to be able to understand him or can he understand him off the bat?

Bunny: he can understand him, he just rarely speaks and his voice is unnerving and layered like all the trees are speaking at once :D and the trees are DOWN TO FUCK- im gonna say there's no elk in his forest. just so kokichi doesn't have to hear his partner make the elk honk

Kai: he's better at birdcalls anyways why can i see him taking Kokichi's clothes off when they meet cause he doesn't understand clothes and thinks the human just got caught in something weird what buisness does a forest spirit have wearing clothes anyways

Apollo: Kokichi trying to explain that he sorta needs clothes and Shuichi does that little head tilt that dogs do because he just doesn't understand

Bunny: i think part of the reason he keeps kokichi is because of how INTERESTING he is. he's making offended noises about shuuichi taking him out of his strange false-skin one second and the next he smells like pleasure because shuuichi touched his chest NOT THE HEAD TILT…. with those antlers bro'd probably knock something over

Apollo: Shu can use magic right? Can he make it that Kokichi is no longer human (at least fully) cause humans don't last forever you know?

Kai: connect him to the forest become one with the moss

Bunny: yes, but it takes kokichi several decades to realize time is Weird okay. he was too busy getting fucked all the time to realize he wasn't aging- he could've ASKED about the mysterious green goo shuuichi was pumping into him it's his own fault really now there's TWO scary forest spirits, good job morons

Kai: what made Kokichi finally realize?

Bunny: would be funny if some humans came through and he realized his clothes were WILDLY out of fashion now bc remember this all started from an outfit

Bunny: hey do you think shuuichi has to be taught what holes are okay like does he go ok mouth makes him happy. ass makes him happy. time to try the urethra- IT WAS AN APPROPRIATELY-SIZED VINE HE DOESN'T KNOW WHY KOKICHI IS SCREAMING!!!!!!

Beez: are u saying he tried to stick it in his ears or smth a NOOOOOO

Bunny: he tries this too but kokichi thinks he's being silly and laughs it off mistake

Kai: god help him

Bunny: god just tried to stick a vine in his dick

Kai: Shuichi finds out it doesn't feel good going in the dick, but the dick going into something sure does

Apollo: Does Shuichi switch between parts or does he just have both at the same time?

Bunny: shuuichi is smooth like a barbie doll

Kai: both is more badass he either has both or none, there is no inbetween

Bunny: he grows whatever kokichi is interested in that day, if they're having face-to-face sex actually both might add to the 'divine' feeling like. he Is life to some extent.. maybe shuuichi eventually lets some people move in,,, just be respectful to the earth and leave offerings of human food with neat textures on the shrine and you'll be alright he's grown strangely fond of humans lately! imagine that

Apollo: Everyone remembers the stories of the forest killing people but nope. Forest dude is calm as long as you're respectful and leave little snacks

Bunny: just…don't seek an audience with him. he'll probably grant you whatever you ask, but is it really worth him having a squirming man in his lap the whole time…?? shuuichi doesn't see the problem

Apollo: Does Kokichi still look 100% human or does he have more fae like features now? (I dunno how to explain it lmao)

Bunny: i think he slowly gains them over the years never as much as shuuichi. but enough to be a little unnerving,, he wanders the villages vaguely unnerving everyone around

Apollo: He would though. He just walks away and everyone rushes into their houses because that's the forest's like boyfriend? Husband? Queen? Theyr'e not sure but they know not to mess with him

Bunny: he brings back lost children

Apollo: He has enough common sense to put on at least a skirt when he leaves the house only Shu gets to see him 100% naked

Bunny: he's wearing the same fucking clothes from several hundred years ago they don't age either, don't question it

Apollo: That would sorta suit the forest spirit vibe though

Bunny: it really does! he's killing it by shoving the offerings into his mouth like a goblin though

Kai: dude dressed in ancient samuri clothes who's rumored to be the spouce of the foreset spirit walks into town-

Apollo: He brings his sword around as well despite not needing it. It's badass okay? It's just annoying trying to return these lost kids to their parents while they're trying to mess with the sword He's sorta missed human food okay

Bunny: they ask him to teach them

Beez: what if he gets a new sword that sorta wraps around his wrist n whenever he wants to bring it out it uncurls

Apollo: He saves the kid of like a rich family and finds a shiny new magic sword among the offerings He sends a bird with a thank you note to their house and the village realizes that they don't just have to offer food. Kokichi also likes shiny stuff People start to think Kokichi is like a crow so whenever he comes to the village, he's wearing new shiny stuff they left for him

Bunny: that cave is about to get So Crowded that's why he walks so weird…he's got bird feets….. definitely……..

Apollo: Kokichi plays along with it and Shu says fuck it and like magics some wings for him because he finds it cute that everyone is calling him a crow

Bunny: (chanting) wing sex, wing sex, wing sex-

#danganronpa #ndrv3 #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #oumasai #saiouma #kokichi oma #made by me #writing prompt #writing inspiration

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thenightling · 5 months

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You know how this time of year you get a whole LOT of Neo Pagans insisting everything about the season is Pagan or witchcraft. "Your Christmas tree is technically Pagan." is said so often that even I groan when I see it on a meme.

Well, usually they're at least partly right but tonight I saw a reach.

On the Facebook page "The Runic Witch" the person posted that when we leave milk and cookies out for Santa it's witchcraft because it's a Pagan offering.

And yes, technically that's true. You are leaving an offering to a supernatural entity. Whether you use the Julnir (American English Yule-near) origin of Santa, or Saint Nicolas, or the "elf" description from the Visit from Saint Nicolas poem... Either way you're leaving food and drink for a supernatural being.

What got my attention though is she went on to say "And you're leaving milk specifically from an animal usually sacrificed as an offering as a symbol of wealth."

Well, yeah... buuut... that's not why kids leave milk and cookies for Santa. Just like that's not why you leave milk and honey for the fae.

You leave cookies and milk... It's not that deep or symbolic. It's "Oh, milk tastes great with cookies." That's the reasoning. That's all.

Not everything has hidden symbolism.

It was so weird and exaggerated (about the milk and why milk is left out with the cookies) that I thought I was looking at a post from "The Trailer Park Pagans are at it again."

I tried pointing out that yes, it is an offering to a supernatural being but the only reason we leave milk and cookies out is because children think of that as the best food combination. And if we go by the Elfish lore, Sidhe and other fae-folk like sweets.

It has nothing to do with cows being a symbol of wealth. Suddenly The Runic Witch called me a Karen. This was followed by her followers calling me a Karen. And then demanding which animal represents wealth if not a cow. I didn't say cows don't represent wealth. Just that that's not the reason we leave cookies and milk out for Santa.

Needless to say I'm not following that page anymore.

It's. not. that. deep. That's like saying Chicken Soup is a Voodoo potion because it has dead chickens in it. Throwing around the word "Karen" on Pagan / Witchcraft pages because I happen to NOT think there's a special reason why it's specifically cow's milk left with cookies for Santa, that will automatically make me stop taking you seriously.

#Wicca #Wiccan #Pagan #Neo Pagan #Heathen #Asatru #Occult #Santa Claus #Saint Nicholas #Julnir

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thehollowmen · 1 year

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okay so i watched blood origin last night, and naturally there was shit I loved and shit I didn't. that's NOT what this post is about though. this post is elliotts conspiracy theories regarding our beloved bard, jaskier, aka dandelion, aka sandpiper, aka Julian Alfred Pankratz, Viscount de Lettenhove.

(tldr at the bottom)

(and yes, all the names were necessary)

Now for my theories:

We know that Seanchai (The Narrator) approaches Jaskier wanting him to sing the tale of the seven, sparking the story into motion.

She tells the story, and while we only get bardic content at the beginning of Episode 1 and the end of Episode 4 (truly a crime), we get enough to know that something has made Jaskier special enough to be chosen for this.

Now it could be because of his popularity and fame - the main Witcher show has made it clear that our bard is very famous.

Or, and this is my personal theory, something links Jaskier to the seven.

The end of Episode 4 basically says that the child of Éile and Fjall will sing this song, which confuses Jaskier because wait he's the one singing the song?

NOW this means one of two things

Either Jaskier is a direct descendant of Éile and Fjall, (which, as much as I love Immortal!Jaskier, it's the more likely situation) and through his blood link to them, he is the "child"

Or, Jaskier is in fact the child of Éile and Fjall. Now there are a few problems with this theory, mainly including that Jaskier has no elfish features, something that is very prominent in the Blood Origin universe (the ears especially), and that Blood Origin is said to have been set at least one thousand years before the events of The Witcher

That all being said, I'm a massive part of the Immortal jaskier club, and I'm really excited to see how S3 links to the snippets of bardic lore we've been given by Blood Origin.

TL;DR:

Jaskier could be the kid of Fjall and Éile, but it's very unlikely. the more likely theory is that he's a direct descendant.

#the witcher #the witcher: blood origin #blood origin spoilers #jaskier #my theories #geralt #joey batey

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boxwinebaddie · 5 months

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Across the ninaverse Kyle is beautiful yes ( and I his is definitely true for your lovely take on the superhero au ) but so so scary

Please don't let that ugly ass tfbw human kite suit design stay scary tho I'm begging you ☹️☹️ I'm not sorry it's so horrid I cry thinking about it even Cousin Kyle pulled it off more than they did like holy fuck IT'S SO BAD 😭😭 I have personal beef with that god damn design LIKE WTF IS THAG?? I never got the chance to fully play through tfbw after my mom DELETED IT OFF HER COMPUTER I'm still mad about that hwhdhgr but!! from what I saw I didn't mind the human kite I just stay up at night thinking about how Kyle deserved better

also!! I think it's rlly cool that it's canon the human kite is gender neutral and asexual and I wanted to hear your opinions on that and COUSIN KYLE WHEN?? 🤨🤨

( now I don't remember if I actually sent one previously about rm5 and how much I loved it I might have deleted it?? It was a dumpster fire of rambling is all I remember )

-Stan who loves Kyle but is personally traumatised from that ugly ass tfbw design 🧡 I'm actually personally offended for him they did him so wrong I'm sorry if this makes no sense this is built up anger

hi orange heart stan! :) <3

first of all, i am glad you agree! i believe in beautiful style supremacy.

i just think whereas stan is like commercially and cosmetically beautiful, like in terms of like celebrity, supermodel, break your neck looking at him on the street, boy next door pretty. (aka conventionally attractive in a way that is indisputable, i think, like That shockingly stunning...also he hates it more than anything in the world smh )

kyle is definitely a more ethereal renaissance painting, sort of elfish/fae like, looks kind of like a timeless museum statue like high cheek bones, prominent nose, pretty red hair, hes attractive in a feel like a less conventional way but is still spellbindingly beautiful as a muse...also kyle thinks hes ugly i want to die ( spef. human kite kyle )

--sorry i sat on this anon for a while, i was trying to troubleshoot what i wanted my human kite to look like in my universe! which, again, i have not played tfbw -- but i have read extensively on it because you know i try to be thorough...so if some of this is wrong it all belongs in my dystopian, sci-fi commentary on societies prejudices, fear of what they don't understand, superhero au, where canon is mostly there to provide the bones/basics and i chaotically world build around it. ;)

**also i did not know that kite!kyle was gender neutral and asexual, so i will adjust accordingly and use they/them to refer to kyle. i also have never played an asexual character, so i am interested! i am also curious whether that was a conscious choice or something to do with them being an alien ( i think...both maybe? interesting! )

also bc last time i did toolstan and kyshed, this ask is for the kyle/kite lore im working through and a lot of stankite because aw <3

but DO NOT WORRY!!!! i did scrap the original design because it's hideous. okay i'm going to drop some pinterest pictures. xx

( you how i am im sorry guys i love pinterest sm smh )

this is insane...i am apologizin in advance...

*hides* don't make fun of me omg

so obviously kyle is an alien and as such i feel like the pigment of their skin is not a natural...human color. so i was thinking about shades of the sky and i was thinking about the teal jumpsuit so i settled on blue!

so to me, in alien form, kyle has blue skin ( sort of similar to mystique in xmen i feel like...probably an interesting skin texture? ) and i think all of their freckles are actually white? so they look like little stars ;-; their entire body just looks like beautiful night sky or blue sky with tiny clouds/sun spots...theyre like a living painting.

however...they are...insecure abt it but when kite visits stan and stan likes them more and more he says theyre really beautiful <333 :') ( them and their frecks ) and that he tells his super best friend, who is anxious abt their freckles that they look like constellations but that kite really is like The Sky haha

( i think it’s funny when secret identity stan and kyle talk abt eachother in human form to kite and shed haha )

--sidebar, but i think that ky might have some sort of kite alien birthmark to represent the kite imagery, but its hidden ofc ofc

—second sidebar: i think kyles voice as kyle is very uptight and forced but as kite, his relaxed alien mothertongue is a lot more fluid/faster it has a fantastic alien dream like quality they also forget to use human words sometimes bless them stan is confused

( he’s not complaining tho whatever u say beautiful alien person w the cool pretty voice )

i also think just for the purpose of it not being too obvious who kite is in human form and just based on the reverse of kyles warm toned human skin pigment being blue i think that kyles hair in kite form is...white? i feel like they r giving celestial drow elf alien energies.

( also tech bc of the reverse pigment their cool laser eyes should be red but i kinda want them to be really bright green like wooo shiny )

but their HAIR AAAAA ( ok its curlier tho like very curly )

also yes its really pretty!!!! stan did say wowza up close skhdlkha it has soft cloud texture and feels like cotton candy...wowza indeed

as for the costume moment...to me it really reads as more of a cloak? like i'm thinking raven of team titan vibes except...weather?

like this cool cloak thing, maybe a little half leotard/jumpsuit moment for For Their Bits...do aliens have bits? yes...maybe? im crying omghs ( listen i made stan look like a birthday party stripper or like hes on the cover of a sexy men at work playboy calendar [ was it you that thought it was funy when i said shed looked like a magic mike construction worker? ]...ky can be a little scandy as a treat xx )

but!!!! in my brain, the cloak is an heirloom that was passed down thru shelia's side ( in my weird lore, i'm thinking shelia is an alien who married a nonmutated human and had kyle who is like half alien? ike is not an alien...just a human canadian boy...and nuisance. )

...and its like a sheet...of the atmosphere? or something that was like...made/woven out of the sky?? and it helps them with flight and also turns the color of whatever the sky is at the moment ( for camouflage purposes ) and is essentially weather proof, rain, sun, snow,

thunder...lightning...:/

so i think kyles one regret is that they missed stan getting struck by lightning but risked alien form flying him to the hospital, concealing him in the kyle cloak and set him on the steps of hells pass...they could have prevented it and it haunts them everyday bc stan almost didnt survive...kyle does not know it gave him powers however smh

but yes!!! half kite/atmosphere alien icon kyle!!! i hope they thrill you!!!

i think the entire broflovski family is concealing the fact that they are aliens/harboring secret aliens because its dangerous and people are REALLY racist towards aliens ( who i think fled their planets due to persecution...i dont know if this is getting too political given the current climate lmk ) and they get killed by extremist groups who...sigh...tell them to go back to their planets...their galaxies >:(

reg kyle “human cameo form” just for reference btw (if we remember) ft. kyle trying to draw what he thinks shed looks like ;-;

for ref they are like an art history/psychology major at cu

stan and kyle are roomates ouo but no they do not kiss :/....yet ;)

kyle is mad abt hiding it but for the sake of their family, keep it lowkey...that does not stop them from protesting for mutant/alien rights, going to dangerous rallies with stan ( who is shed aka mutated technically...but bc his mutation is considered "helpful" "not ugly" or scary by society...tool shed is a superhero...where as someone like kyle who is an alien and widely hated and demonized. )

i also think that kyle...might not sleep at night bc alien ? i think that they might just watch stan sleep in their dorm ( ok twilight ) or take night flights ( WHICH IS DANGEROUS SHEILA SAID NOT TO DO THAT ) and i also dont think they eat human food? or at least it doesnt nourish kyle/other aliens...and tastes really fucking bad.

i think there is some sort of underground part of the city, some sort of like dark web, undercity, black market part of denver/most major cities, where heavily mutated people, aliens, cyborgs, other species can interminge, you can buy alien life sources/energy fluid idk, chef is down there and i think has 72372329 arms and makes the alien food into fine dining...which is probably still scary but stan will eat anythin

also yes i do think kite takes stan down there once and they sit in the human-alien friendly restaurant and stan is like WowZA !! its scary but accepting down there...they also make u state ur species...and stan says human bc...his cover...but the machine picks up that he has a mutation but stans like ahaha must be broken im so normal! woops!

--sidebar abt stan...also heres pinterest toolstan again for ref :***

greasy king oh my god...hes cute tho in a snapback frat-fuckboy way

people do not know that stan is mutated, when they checked him at the hospital i think the machine...Exploded...when he was being treated for the strike...but uh RANDY IS SUPER RACIST AGAINST ALIENS AND MUTATED PEOPLE HE THINKS THEYRE ABOMINATIONS so its a secret...sharon...might know? and is protecting him from randy and people that might want him dead.

but I THINK that because stan can manip tools it works for things like...gears...engines...metal...parts of technology? so he makes the scanners and mutation check station machines go haywire or malfunction...tbh he is safe for now but he do be fuckin up smh

( but anyways! i do think that humans going down into the undercity alone is not completely safe...or at all because while a majority of aliens/mutated humans/other species are very kind and accept you for your authentic self...

...there are definitely some extremists on the other side of the coin who think ALL humans are evil and should die so...kind of dangerous to go alone...but i think stan goes down there ( either as shed or reg stan ) to pick up more alien food for kite bc he looks...faint...i think he almost dies or gets captured ripppp he is a damsel in distress )

cousin kyle!!!! oh my god so cousin kyle i guess is also a kite mutant alien then...BUT HES REALLY BAD AT BEING AN ALIEN AND HIDING IT HES BAD AT CONTROLLING HIS POWERS AND ALMOST BLOWS THEIR COVER A LOT...and whenever he comes by...kyle is basically babysitting him...bugs them abt liking stan

i do also think sometimes cousin kyle has to tag along w kyle to raccoon and friend meetings so he knows kyle is kite AND ALSO WENT WITH HUMAN KITE 2 AS A NAME? KYLE WAS MAD ASF

off topic i think alien kyle is like seven feet tall *wowza* i also think they have a tail not in a furry way let me live!!! in a badass alien way!

also...riley if ur reading this...alien form kyle is tall...but human form kyle...is short...also im making toolshed stan tall...ur welcome bestie

they also practice both judaism and kite theology ( but venturing to that church or getting caught w/ their alien torah essential is dangerous and could get you suspected as an alien and killed :( )

like u can live in society as an alien or someone with an advanced mutation but its...4x as hard to get a job, do anything, you get hatecrimed everyday...could get killed...its not worth it :////

last thing just for clarity:

i'm still working on this bear with me...its complicated ik

to me the way society divides mutations ( also i think there is a 20% percent chance people are born mutated bc of how chemically contaminated the possibly worldwide water supply is ill go into that later if people want it ) that u are accepted in society as a mutant if you have a small mutation, like a party trick, something that doesn't effect how you look but! also if you look human and have a power that you use to Save people, you're hailed as a superhero aka toolshed/fp

but racoon and friends is for like the shady odds and ends, the social pariah/outcasts who society doesnt like/dont fit in, like racoon!cartman is literally a raccoon person, mosquito i think does have a crazy pointy nose situation/maybe is some sort of bug alien...captain diabetes is medically compromised/weak...kyle is an alien...tolkien used to be racoon and friends bc he was a cyborg but realized evil was not the way...him and timmy switched over...

tldr: public perceptions in my weird tfbw universe ( wip )

humans: "good" ( ew )

humans with mutations that dont effect how you look: also good

human-mutants with strong powers that appear human/conventionally attractive: extremely good, worshipped

humans with mutations that make you look inhuman ( extra limbs, unnatural skin color, scales cysts/growths, wings, fangs, tails, ‘monstorous’/scary deformities): bad, frowned upon

aliens, cyborgs, other species in gen: V BAD, might incite violence

r&f are villians but because they are against a society that hates them and therefore lashing out in a way that started out as vigilante justice, but is now becoming Evil ( cartman i think just likes chaos )

and freedom pals is just trying to keep everyone safe and i think there are varying tolerances for the members of r&f by fp ( not bc of their mutations but bc of the atrocities committed by r&f like suspending school buses over buildings, holding civilians hostage etc. ) so when mysterion presented the idea of a merger a lot of them said hell no!! im not working with those motherfuckers!!! stan included...but after spending time w/ kite is reconsidering his stance on the merger

i also...think the undercity is a wellkept secret/people think its an evil place and dont go down there...its hard to get down there unless u know someone to protect civilians living down there..so most people think its a myth, a bad place etc. fp included but now that stan has been hes like...ITS BLOWING HIS MIND OKAY HES LEARNIN SM

sooooo basically kyle joined the villain cause bc people treat them like a villian anyways also took the name Human Kite when theyre obviously an alien just to b an asshole…luv them omg fight the power

ANYWAYS! I HOPE THAT MADE SENSE THE BOTTOM PART I AM STILL WORKING ON SHLHDSD ALSO IDK I TOOK A LOT OF LIBERTIES LMK HAHA SHSJS

-uncle nina, sweatin over my weird au again

#OK I GOT WAY TOO INTO THIS IM SORRY IF ITS WEIRD AND NOT VERY CANON COMPLIANT #i did make kyle a 7ft tall atmospheric alien creature w blue skin and white freckles and white hair #they are very gorgina to me!!!#i hope the lore is cool or kinda makes sense let me know haha or dont let me have my delusional superhero au #i wanted it to be fun and superheroy but also dark and gritty and like reflective of society in a modern dystopian way?#idk i hope it was cool and not too much #BUT UH ALIEN KITE KYLE AND HUMAN STAN ARE SO CUTE #bc hes like u are secretly my arch nemesis i hate u #and sees them by the window a lot and is like oh god kite knows my identity #but realizes they dont and just happen to save stan a lot #and now hes kinda like wow my 7ft tall alien boyfriend that sometimes does not know human traditions kiss me sahdlshd #also in hs stan was playin his homecoming game there were recruiters and he almost missed his touchdown #but kyle cheated and manipulated the air 2 make the ball go in #gay ass behavior #also kyle just has to pretend to eat people food its so funny theyre like mmmm this is so....good...y...um #idk what the alien food is yet ill get back to u its def...slimey and very suss...stan would eat it tho..garbage disposal king...#the undercity people like stan some of them were intially sussed but hes cute and harmless if it comes out hes shed itll b bad tho #the fp are enemies of the undercity for surely! anyways stankite kyshed forbidden love square babey!

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xknivesandpensx · 11 months

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Like Pieces of a Puzzle

Chapter 6

Summary: What if Harry wasn't the only extra student called upon to participate in the Triwizard Tournament? Far from the most popular candidate, Draco not only has to take on the trials but also deal with his unexpected feelings for Hermione. Will he be able to face the challenges as well as follow his heart?

Chapter length will vary. I'll be referencing both the books and movie versions. Some things from what I've previously written will be mentioned, all of which you can find here.

And for those who asked to be tagged: @dayane245love

The last person Hermione expected to see was Draco. Not only were her S.P.E.W. badges scattered across the floor (after spending so much time making them too), the narrowed gaze she received brought about a wave of apprehension.

Probably because his blue eyes lacked the usual gleam of resentment. She knew, obviously, his hate of her didn’t suddenly disappear. His demeanor gave no indication otherwise. Both arms remained rigid at his sides as his lips creased downward in a frown.

He came off a mix of haggard in appearance and distracted given it took a moment for his attention to redirect itself. Maybe angry as well, something Hermione considered to be of no surprise.

Getting a better look though, his complexion took a rather white hue against his already pale skin tone.

“How about you try watching where you’re going!” Draco retorted. He moved past her, not really in the mood to deal with the strange sensation prodding his chest.

“I could say the same to you,” Hermione breathlessly remarked, more to herself. She knelt to gather her things, tossing them noisily in the box.

She shook her head, fighting the urge to say more. The unexpected collision threw off her guard. Hermione intended to head straight towards the common room and tell Harry and Ron about her newest idea, only to have her enthusiasm diminished.

The same routine between them started to grow tiresome. Biting comebacks, staggering silences, or he simply paid her no mind. Sometimes each one happened in the mix of a single day.

Maybe a tiny part of her clung onto a thin thread of hope. She took Ginny’s advice or at least tried to when it came to keeping herself open to other possibilities. Though she lacked any form of anticipation, especially given the school year just started.

Her head snapped in his direction after hearing a cracking sound beneath his shoe. He must have accidentally (or purposely, she wasn’t quite sure which) broken one of her badges. Hermione barely realized they spread so far.

“What’s spew?” Draco questioned, after picking it up and inspecting the letters. His voice echoed in a condescending way, yet not entirely held in an offensive manner.

“It’s S.P.E.W.,” Hermione corrected, gathering the last few, placing the box on the nearby bench. “The Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, if you must know.”

“Of course, you’d feel sorry for the house-elves, Granger.” He rolled his eyes but tossed it in with the others. That must be the reason she hurried off to the library every day. The whole thing seemed like a waste of time.

She thoroughly believed in her cause and therefore felt no shame remarking in return, despite her reluctance to quarrel. “Given how your family treated Dobby, I’d hardly expect something as decent as fighting for elf rights would matter much to you.”

“Let me guess, Potter told you all about that, did he?” he asked, raising a brow. He certainly remembered his father’s particularly unhappy mood. “What does he know anyway? He lived under a staircase for most of his life.”

“And so what if he has? At least Harry values the well-being of others.” Perhaps judging Draco’s level of concern wasn’t entirely fair. After all, she knew very little of his inner circle.

“Ah, yes. Let’s congratulate Saint Potter and is overwhelming generosity,” he threw back in a drawling sort of tone. “Associating with blood traitors and Mudbloods alike. How charitable.”

Draco started to wonder if Pansy’s assumption of something going on between Harry and Hermione were true. She never failed to defend him and constantly stuck by his side. The suspicion rose from sheer lack of proper knowledge. But the two seemed awfully close and he happened to notice them head to the library the other day together. Obviously, he knew suspicion led nowhere.

Still, the mere idea irked him, no matter the innocence of a relationship at fourteen may be. And if he outright asked? He’d face a hostile defensiveness alongside the implication of another thing entirely – an obvious announcement that he…

Draco pushed it down. If he even allowed the sensation to flicker, he’d fall straight into whatever every nerve ending in his body screamed at him during moments such as these.

“I think I’ve waisted enough of my time talking to you,” Draco announced after a clearing of his throat. Now all he needed to do was keep walking and she’d no longer possess the ability to control his emotional state.

Hermione already prepared herself for his hasty departure, willing to let him go until her attention locked onto a detail he tried very hard to hide. “What’s wrong with your hand?”

“Didn’t we go through this already on the train?” he asked, reluctantly coming to a stop. Clearly, she didn’t mean the bruise she pointed out upon their journey to Hogwarts, which faded in color since.

“The other one,” she mentioned matter-of-factly. “Did that happen when you were with Professor Moody?” If so, what exactly gave him cause to think something so vile qualified as a proper punishment? She certainly didn’t need to be told what he used, having overheard Ron’s parents talk about it a while ago. From a distance she spotted the redness of his skin and a rather painful looking stiffness of his fingers.

Draco turned his head a degree, holding back his confusion. “Why do you care?”

“Why don’t you?” she countered in full disclosure of her own puzzlement.

He turned to face her fully, attempting to bypass the gravity of the situation. “My father will hear all about it. I bet he’ll be sacked by next week. The sooner the better, if you ask me.”

He couldn’t fathom writing a letter to Lucius, not after filling nearly three pieces of parchment. He merely said it to save face. Dumbledore favored Moody too much to fire him. Though he might test the theory. He found out a few complaints went a long way.

Hermione approached him, chasing away her hesitancy, and attempted to get a better view of the wound. He pulled away before she got the chance.

“I just wanted to see it,” she complained, huffing slightly. “At least tell me what you were doing. Because if it’s what I think it is, you really should go see Dumbledore.”

Lacking the energy to argue, he settled on providing an answer, hoping to slip away soon after, skipping over the fact that Moody threatened to use the Cruciatus Curse on him. “I had to write lines with some kind of quill from the Ministry. As for a trip to the headmaster’s office. I think I’ll pass.”

Hermione ignored the latter. “Black Quills aren’t allowed. Not to mention strictly intended for signing magically-binding documents in the form of blood, in order to make them legally-binding. It’s highly illegal to use them otherwise.”

“Then I can only hope Moody’s dismissal is made a spectacle of,” Draco affirmed, growing impatient. He wanted to be on his way already. “Are you quite finished pestering me?"

Hermione nearly let him leave, but she held too many qualms. Not on Draco specifically. On Moody as well for his detention tactics.

The question hung between them, levitating in place. She opened her mouth to speak and nothing came out. Sometimes Hermione wished her feelings for him would vanish, to never exist in the first place. How much easier things would be if that was the case.

But they did exist and Hermione needed to maintain a realistic outlook.

“If you let me, I can help ease the pain,” she offered. Even he shouldn’t have to suffer for something so minor as poking fun at another student, no matter how awful his remarks were. “It looks terribly unpleasant.”

The comment wasn’t offered necessarily to soften the blow of taking his pride down a notch. It happened to be true. Her skills at casting spells came naturally and while she expected a response in full derision, it shocked her to see him hang back.

He reluctantly sat on the bench, because he really was unwilling to stand too close, all the while thinking he must be insane to accept her help in any regard. “Make it quick,” Draco muttered. He brought his hand out to her once Hermione took a seat. Her box of S.P.E.W. badges rested between them, leaving a small gap.

His hand continued to scar as the letters lessened in visibility. It still hurt, however, like needles jabbing into his flesh. Draco saw how her expression changed upon getting a better view.

Pity. How he loathed to be on the receiving end.

Hermione took out her wand. “I need you to keep steady for this to work, it takes precision. Otherwise, I may make it worse. Dark magic is tricky to counter, even using the simplest of enchantments.”

Despite the attempt, Draco found it difficult to remain still. Even if the pain lessened since he left Moody’s classroom, it kept gnawing inward.

Hermione gently grabbed hold of his trembling hand, surprised, even more so than before, that he let her. It felt strange to feel the roughness of his skin against her palm. Sure, Harry pulled her along while they raced the clock to save Sirius and Buckbeak, but this – it casted a calming effect beneath the static of his touch, enveloping her in an affluency of fuzzy feelings.

Hermione spoke the spell in a whisper, unable to meet his gaze after its completion. Her thumb brushed over the marking, now able to get a proper view. “Well, it certainly hasn’t changed in appearance. It doesn’t hurt anymore, does it?”

“No.” Draco let her slowly pull away, immersed in an abrupt coldness once her fingers released. Unannounced to Hermione, he experienced the same awareness, though he lacked the ability to compare to another.

She looked down at her feet. “No remark about me touching you or name calling?”

Draco paused for a moment. “I’ll let it go just this once.” He couldn’t thank her or shake the lessons drilled into him. He was taught not to express gratitude to someone of lower standards to himself.

Though he ought to leave, Draco leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees, further inspecting the results of her spell, as if simply to do something amid the quiet. He shouldn’t have allowed her to help, the notion in itself came across wrong. Handling pain was child’s play, yet he caved.

In the past he may have gone straight to Madam Pomfrey, complaining all while seeking attention, but the mere thought of people crowding him, especially Pansy, who’s fussing he didn’t necessary mind, deterred him from the start.

Draco’s silent disposition started to unnerved her, especially while alone in his company.

For a second, Hermione imagined pushing the box out of the way and pressing into him. One hand reaching up to touch his jaw. Kissing him without any shyness or particular gentleness. She wanted to know what it felt like to have his lips on hers. If only.

Instead, she logically reflected on their positions and shifted uneasily, choosing to broach a certain memory rather than indulge in fantasies.

“Draco.” It almost felt funny to call him by his first name to his face. Typically, his surname sufficed. “Do you remember the day we met?”

Sometimes she wondered how much he recalled. They were so young, it seemed like eons ago rather than a few years.

He turned, brows furrowing from the random mention. “What about it?”

“Well…” She stopped short, not entirely anticipating a remark free of ridicule. “Have you ever thought back on it? I suppose you regret being nice to me, in your own way, of course. I’m a little embarrassed. I practically invited myself to sit next to you.”

Draco couldn’t figure her out. She went from arguing to offering to help, then into a casual conversation, speaking as if they were on friendly terms.

“You’ve always been a tad too assertive for your own good.” He pushed himself upright, resting his back against the wall. “You were looking for a frog or something of the sort.”

“Toad, actually,” Hermione corrected. Nostalgia washed over her. Their little moment on the train left a fond imprint, even after their second year rolled around and he started to call her a Mudbood.

“Must you always be so precise?” A twitch of a smile formed. It tugged at his heart, mixing seamlessly amongst an ounce of dread for the very thing he thought impossible from the start. That he denied only minutes ago.

He truly developed a sense of attraction towards Hermione Granger. And in acknowledging it, he considered the damage it inflicted on his family, the shame and humiliation he’d cast on his parents. Narcissa may not judge him too harshly (albeit disappointment would reign overall) but Lucius, he’d be furious. Draco, in no means, desired to test his father’s temper.

“Unfortunately, I can’t help myself,” Hermione commented. She hated to spoil their first, however brief, civil conversation in a long while. She feared it’d revert and the preference to maintain a good memory persisted. “It’s nowhere near curfew, though I best get going. Harry and Ron will start wondering where I am.”

She moved to place her wand away.

“The candy I gave you,” Draco slowly added, almost ready to chastise himself. Maybe for right now, until she disappeared, he’d humor his feelings for her. “It’s no longer sold but Honeydukes has some. All you have to do is ask for it specifically, if you still like them as much as I remember.”

Hermione stood and picked up her box, confused by the unexplored reason behind his comment, surprised he remembered the small detail at all. “I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”

He caught sight of the smile she made in mid turn, finally departing. Draco knew going back to hating her after fracturing his predetermined loathing of the girl would be an immense struggle.

#dramione #draco malfoy #hermione granger #harry potter #the goblet of fire #tumblr has been giving me a hard time the past few days #making it difficult just to get this in my drafts #i almost decided not to keep trying -_-#but i managed #somehow #anyway here's a full dramione chapter for you all #nice comments are always appreciated #sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes

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Another little snippet from my “Newt & Hermione meet at her interview with the Department for Regulation & Control of Magical Creatures in the year 2000” scribblings

I only add to this wildly self-indulgent fic when I really need control over my life, and I do doubt I’ll ever finish it so I’ll probably just be posting random excerpts here instead because I think it’s a fun little thing. They’ll be under the tag “fic: the beings division”.

EXCERPT:

“I was going to go do some writing at a hidden little cafe up on Old Street, but if you’d like to join me for a - for a cup of tea instead?”

Hermione nearly squeaked. “You mean now?”

“I don’t see why not,” he shrugged, fingers absentmindedly beating out a rhythm on the handle of his cane. “I’m not technically on your hiring committee, and I always wait around London for my wife so we can travel home together. She’s off doing Morrigan knows what at the Wizengamot so there’s no telling how long that’ll take.”

He shook out one hand to tap pointedly at a gold cuff engraved with runes at his wrist.

“And Tina knows how to find me.”

“Is that—” Hermione took a step forward and asked with far more interest than she’d intended— “Is that Protean charmed?”

“Oh, that and more, yes.”

He tugged the sleeve of his sweater back down and readjusted the grip on his walking stick. Hermione blushed deeply and hurriedly stepped away when she realised just how much she’d encroached on his personal space while attempting to get a better look at the enchantments.

He continued nevertheless, unperturbed: “You have an interest in runes, then?”

“Oh yes,” she answered quickly, and she felt herself beaming. (Ron hadn’t deigned to listen to her rant about her translation projects in far too long.) “It’s one of my side passions.”

“That’s wonderful.”

And he looked like he meant it.

“So — then - Tea, Miss Granger? And an explanation of this Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare you apparently founded? At 14?”

“Oh, right - yes! I’d be honoured.” She yanked on her coat and shoved her satchel beneath one arm, extending the other for a more formal introduction. “And you can call me Hermione, Mr. Scamander.”

His lips twitched toward a smile though he didn’t quite meet her eyes as he shook her hand.

“Well, Hermione—” And then he was patting down his own jacket, fishing a pair of gloves out of some hidden pocket before nodding down the corridor toward one of the apparition rooms— “Call me Newt.”

And—with a jaunty wave over his shoulder at a fellow wrestling a pixie back into a box behind them—he set off with a hasty loping limp, apparently assuming she’d get the idea and follow.

Hermione blinked and momentarily froze, barely suppressing a disbelieving laugh—she was going to have tea with scientific revolutionary Newt Scamander. (And, if she was lucky, perhaps meet one of America’s most respected presidents of the past two centuries when his wife Tina Goldstein came to pick him up…)

She shot a subtle airplane-message from her wand toward the Auror Offices before taking off after the surprisingly spry old man at a trot.

(Sure, Ron would have no idea who she was talking about, but she was fairly certain Harry knew enough to advise him to at least feign amazement when they all met up that evening for dinner.

(And oh, goodness—Luna was going to be jealous. But perhaps if this went well he’d be amenable to meeting her…? He seemed the sort to have patience for her, after all.)

#they’re two of my favorites and it’s fanfiction so I’m allowed to do what I want #I haven’t written hermione outside of the trio in a long time so her voice is a bit off #but it is what it is #also the bits later about luna and Rolf also crack me up #I love writing the HP trios!#anyway #my stuff #fic: the beings division #the never posted endless wip #newt scamander #hermione Granger #fantastic beasts fanfic #Harry Potter fanfic

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OwlCrate Unboxed (01/24)

I just got my first @owlcrate box, and honestly, I wasn't really sure what to expect, or if this was really worth it-- I rarely spend more than $10 on a book, so the full charge of just one of these boxes (including shipping) definitely had me thinking twice. And what if, after all that, I didn't even like the book?

But one of the reasons I was willing to take a risk on this one was because the theme was clearly tailor-made for me specifically.

"Enchated to Meet You"? Regency-esque romance with magic and royalty? That soft, vintage aesthetic that I adore? Yes, please.

And I was not disappointed. While I still haven't read the book, so I can't say if I'll like it or not, what I can tell you is that before I even got particularly deep into the box, I already knew that the price I'd paid was more than worth it even without the book.

(To avoid spoilers, product images and reviews beneath the cut.)

First up, this canvas tote bag:

The design is based on a book called Once Upon a Broken Heart by Stephanie Garber. (It's on my to-read list, I'm just waiting for my hold to come in!) It's got a sweet, elfish woodland vibe going on-- I half-expect to see a tiny winged fairy peeking out from behind one of those toadstools. This bag is also has great functionality. I am always in need of a sturdy cloth bag to carry my books, and I am positive this is one I'll be getting a lot of use out of. The material is thick and durable, and it's wide and deep enough to easily hold at least half a dozen books without any stress. An all-around cute and useful item!

Next up, a reusable cleaning cloth:

The design is based on a book called Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor. (I'd never heard of this book before, but it looks intriguing, so I suppose I'll add it to the list.) It's kind of generic, but I do like the colors. And it does look like the kind of thing that would be perfect for dusting my desk and bookshelves. It's probably my least favorite item in the box, but I don't hate it.

Moving on to the metal bookmark:

The design is inspired by Emily Wilde's Encylopaedia of Faeries by Heather Fawcett. (I just read it a few weeks ago, and the sequel is currently sitting on top of my dresser waithing for me to read it.) It's supposed to be Shadow, the dog belonging to the stories main character. However, my first thought upon seeing a large black dog in a forest, standing on a pile of skulls, was of Ruth from The Ancient Magus' Bride-- who just-so-happens to be one of my favorite characters ever. I hope no one minds if I continue to see it that way. (No hate to Shadow-- he's a good boy!) It's a very whimsical design and I like it a lot!

And now the coloring kit:

I definitely wasn't expecting this from a subscription book box, but I am absolutely not complaining. (I've been thinking I wanted to sit down with some colored pencils and coloring pages one of these days.) The quote on the left is from Pride & Prejudice (my beloved), the top-most is from Bridgerton (read the books and liked them well enough but have zero interest in watching the show), and the one on the right is from Outlander (I think that's a show based on some books, maybe I'll look into it one of these days). The quotes are lovely, I like the simple yet elegant floral designs, and I love the soft pastel color palette (and will absolutely be holding onto those pencils).

The last item (aside from the book) is the enamel pin:

The characters shown here are Sophie and Howl (+ Calcifer!) from Howl's Moving Castle (the book, not the movie, though I love them both!). I love enamel pins and happen to have a decent-sized collection, but I don't think I've ever seen a sliding design like this. This design is absolutely enchanting, and I'm looking forward to seeing more from this pin collection in future boxes. I included the envelope it came in because I think it's really cute, and it gives me some serious Violet Evergarden vibes. (The design on the backer card is also pretty! It's really evident that a lot of thought and care was put into every aspect of every item in this box.)

And, of course, there's the book:

This is A Fragile Enchantment by Allison Saft. I'm not going to take pictures of every single customization in this one, but suffice it to say that it looks really pretty and I'm hoping the story inside lives up to everything else in here.

All in all, I'm really happy with this box, and glad that I got it.

#owlcrate #enchanted to meet you #thoughts #product review #subscription box #i think i'm going to skip february's box because i just don't vibe with the 'treacherous love' aesthetic #but i'll do another review of whatever my next one is if y'all want #all queued up

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Holi-days nine; The True Meaning

I didn’t forget about this while I was working on replacing the floor in my room. Last fic from me for this year, hope to see everyone next year! With hopefully some more interaction because I don’t love writing for ghosts y’all

Pairing: PLATONIC Nico, Will and Percy x gn!reader

Words: ~0.9k

Warnings: No, perhaps a Twilight reference

-Asnyox

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As the winter break was slowly coming to a close, the Apollo cabin decided to make a carol themed campfire sing-along. You had excused yourself from it, with the lie that you really needed to pack your bags right now, but sadly Will had decided to still pull you with him.

“I need your mental support!” Will declared as he was leading you to the campfire.

“Your cabin is planning this!” You looked accusingly to Will who grimaced, “Aren’t you the councillor?”

“Klaus set us up.” Will sighed, “and promptly disappeared afterwards. Maybe Percy was right, about Klaus.” You rolled your eyes, not wanting to deal with any Klaus conspiracies right now.

As you arrived at the campfire, you noticed that the fire was burning big and bright, signalling the high spirits that camp must have been in. Will sat you down near the Apollo children, right next to Nico.

“Keep an eye on each other- neither of you are to leave,” Will glared affectionately at the both of you.

“He got you too, huh,” Nico stated, poorly hiding the smile on his face, “Do you want a s’more?” he showed you the treat he was holding, and you noticed the pile of marshmallows, chocolate and crackers next to him.

“Are you on s’more duty?” You asked and he nodded.

“I thought Will had rallied you to help too. You know, we need even distribution and all that.”

“He did not ask, but I won’t let you suffer alone.”

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Percy was certain Klaus had put everyone up against him. He could not believe that no one outside of him noticed anything off about the kid. He had been running around, taking witness accounts of Klaus’s behaviour and most importantly noticed that during Christmas nobody knew where he was. So, as the carols at the campfire had started Percy made it his goal to find Klaus and get the truth out of him. Percy Jackson had saved Olympus, defeated Titans and he will succeed in this.

Percy had not spotted Klaus going towards the campfire, nor was he in the Hermes cabin. Percy made his way to the edge of the woods, the slight snow left from earlier still on the trees. He hadn’t wanted to go into the woods as it was getting dark, but if Klaus was hiding there Percy would.

“Where are you going, Percy? It’s dangerous out at night.” Klaus’s jolly voice piped up from behind him. Percy swiftly turned around, laying eyes on the elfish man.

“I was looking for you Klaus,” Percy glared, “I know what you’ve been up to.” Snow started to slowly fall down in the woods, the camp’s shield not covering the weather there. Cold air blew over Percy, and he saw Klaus shiver.

“Oh?” Klaus raised an eyebrow, smile still on his face.

“You know everything about everyone. You are always there whenever anyone needs help,” Percy took a step forward, trying to intimidate Klaus, “Somehow you made Christmas your personality. I have heard you slip up, Klaus. I know what you are.”

Snow blew over the two men, crossing the boundary into camp. Klaus stepped towards Percy, his smile widening and his shoulders tensing as if to prepare for combat.

“Then tell me, Perseus Jackson, what am I? Say it.”

“Santa Claus.”

Klaus’ eyes widened, as first confusing and shock crossed his face.

“You-” he laughed, “Yes, Percy that is what I was hiding. Nothing else for sure.” Sarcasm was dripping from Klaus’s tone.

“What do you mean?” Percy asked, “Why are you laughing?” Klaus just smiled as he stepped back.

“Thank you, Percy, for everything.” He turned around and snickered, “I will see you next year! I hope someday you find out all my secrets.” Klaus walked into the woods and disappeared.

Percy simply watched Klaus walk away. Klaus had more secrets. He was not Santa? Or was he still Santa but trying to make Percy think he is not? Snow landed on Percy’s head, and as he shivered, he heard the soft sounds of carols in the background. Maybe, maybe he did not have to know. It might be better to not figure out who Santa is. It might be for the better that he let this go.

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The carol sing-along went fine. There were some groans here and there about the carols and after the first ten minutes you were willing to commit murder to have it stop. However, with Nico and the power of friendship, you both restrained yourself from committing crimes and sitting out the carols. There were some attempts to ‘steal’ the s’more ingredients, but thanks to your alertness and Nico’s death glare it all worked out.

Throughout the carols, more and more of your friends went to sit near you. You were having a fun time, discussing some of your plans with Leo, who was sitting behind you and hanging on your shoulders. As the final carols were sung Percy decided to finally show his face. There was snow on his hair, which melted as soon as he made it to the campfire.

“Where have you been?” You asked, as Percy sat down next to you looking dazed.

“I think I found peace,” Percy mumbled, and he slowly shook his head, “Are there still s’mores?”

You nodded, and as Percy started eating away his sorrows the warmth of the campfire filled your heart.

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emmaelix · 2 years

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Or not: Leo Valdez x fem! Reader

The reader is not a daughter of Poseidon, she's a daughter of Neptune. More Leo stuff because I'm on a Leo Valdez high. Yay!

So I was watching Pirates of The Caribbean (uh oh, idea time) and had the idea of sticking Percy, Annabeth, Piper, Leo, and Jason into a magical Pirate-ey version of Greece/Rome/I'm not entirely sure. Fairly certain it's an original idea, though. (Tell me if it's not. I want to read the stories)

As you've probably guessed, I'm not the very talented Rick Riordan, and no, I didn't kill Jason. If I wrote the books Jason would still be alive, Octavian would be lying in a ditch somewhere, and Drew would've been *accidentally* skewered by Piper's blade. Oh, and Hermes wouldn't have emotional trauma. But I don't.

Full Title; Ladylike, Or not: Leo Valdez x fem! OC/Reader

Y/n: Your Name. Y/H/C: Your Hair Color. Y/E/C: Your Eye Color. Y/S/C: Your Skin Color. Y/n/n: Your Nickname.

Captain Y/n Reed stood on the deck of her ship, Neptune's Revenge. Yes, she named her ship after her father. Sue her, she didn't care.

"Captain?" Y/n's first mate, Abigail Cleary, said, walking up to her.

"Yes, Cleary?"

Cleary looked as though she was having a hard time processing what she was going to say. "There are four people in the water next to our ship. One is on fire, and another is- well he's summoning a storm."

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Y/n couldn't really believe what she was seeing. Next to her ship were four people, covered in a wall of flames. "Fish out the ones who aren't on fire!" Y/n yelled to her crew, pointing to the group of women in the water, one who looked Native American, clinging to another who had blonde hair that kept falling in her face.

"I'll deal with the men myself," She muttered, lifting herself up off of the dress and leaping down into the water. As soon as she reached the sea she felt her limbs strengthening. She swam towards the two men, and once she reached them she put out the large wall of flames between them.

"Percy? Is that you?" A boy who looked as though he was elfish said, looking up towards Y/n.

Y/n rolled her eyes. "I don't know who Percy is, but I would like to know how you kept your flames going for so long."

"Leo Valdez, this is Jason, I'm not sure either."

Y/n was sure she hadn't asked his name, but she rolled her eyes for what felt like the fourth time this minute and controlled the water around her to bring the three of them up to her deck.

She removed the water from herself and her two rescues. "Cleary, get the four of them some food, water, and a few blankets. I want them to be level-headed when I ask them what in hell is going on."

Cleary nodded and then pointed towards the sea. "I think there might be someone who could explain it to you."

Y/n turned to see a man who could be her twin flying towards her on the water. "Percy!" the one Y/n thought was Leo cheered.

Percy, as his name apparently was, stopped about a foot from her ship. Y/n took that as an invitation to step out and talk to him. Using the water as a pathway of sorts, Y/n stepped out to greet him.

"Where are my friends?" Percy asked, motioning towards the deck.

"Well, if you're talking about Leo and Jason, I'm not sure why you'd want to associate with them, but I have them on board. I also picked up a Native American woman and a white lady with the most unruly blonde hair I think I've ever seen."

Percy breathed a sigh of relief. He started to walk towards Neptune's Revenge, but Y/n stopped him. "Hold on there, buddy. I want to know who they are, and why you can walk on water."

Percy cocked his head to the side. "I think I could ask you the same. Captain?

"Y/n Reed, Captain of Neptune's Revenge, daughter of Neptune, and beloved scourge of the seven seas."

A cliffhanger/partial ending. I have way too many ideas flowing in my head right now.

#leo valdez hoo #percy jackson #jason grace #annabeth chase #piper mclean #leo valdez #percabeth #kind of jiper

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grxxk-tragxdy · 1 year

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𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. Kit Joseph Garrow

𝐀𝐊𝐀. Kit; Son of Green;

𝐀𝐆𝐄. 27

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 & 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒. cis man & he/him/they

𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. bisexual

𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒. demigod, son of demeter

𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. drug dealer, self taught botanist

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑. dark brown that has a red tint in the sunlight; long curls that goes past his shoulders that he tends to keep pulled up to stay out of his way

𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒. brown chocolate button eyes

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 6 ft

𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃. thin as a stick; lanky; most of his muscles are in his legs and arms

𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒. covered patchyly; has flowers that start on the back of his left hand that travels up his arm making a full sleeve all of types of flowers/plants; has a various other ones on his right arm as well as his chest and back; his most recent is a green snake that curls around his calf; has ‘even darkness must pass’ written in Tolkien’s elfish down his spine.

𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. has his septum pierced but doesn’t always have a ring in it just a retainer; his ears have at least three rings on the lobes as well as an industrial on his right ear that occasionally gets caught in his curls; both nipples are pierced; prince albert

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌. joseph quinn

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. chaotic good

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒. outgoing, comical, loving, loyal

𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒. scared, will put others before himself, recluse

𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒. drugs (sticks to the weed and shrooms he grows), playing Dungeons and Dragons, reading fantasy books, playing guitar, watching anything nerdy, planting in his garden/greenhouse

𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋. ADHD and is medicated but sometimes forgets to take his meds

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋. a few random scars scattered about his body; most from dumb childhood shit but has one on his forehead from the car crash he was in at age 11; a hand/forearm of flexible stone that he got from almost dying when the demis face hercules

𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀𝐒. cars; darkness

𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. wears glasses and contacts

𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃. right

𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆 𝐔𝐒𝐄. yes please

𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋 𝐔𝐒𝐄. mostly cheap beer he gets his hands on or scotch when he is feeling fancy

𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐓. tries to eat as organic and pure as he can but is not a vegan or a vegetarian. of course there are a lot of days where he gets so hyper focused in his work that he forgets to eat and can be found scurrying to the nearest microwave to heat up hot pockets. he also has been known to live off of twizzlers and cheap beer.

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄. london, england

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. Unknown father. Mother- Demeter (goddess). Adoptive grandparents raised him - (Oliver and Florence Garrow)

𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. none mortal

𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒. Samwise- Green Tree Python

𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. Finished Secondary school and stopped

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒. can play guitar but doesnt show it off often. can tie a cherry stem in his mouth. can do a backflip. has good aim with a bow thanks to the years of scouts his grandparents put him through.

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐈𝐎:

- Kit was raised in the UK by his Nan and Pa. He is not 100% sure if those are his real grandparents since they woke up one morning and he was a newborn in a basket on their doorstep but they were all he knew.

- They picked the name Kit for him because when they found him, across the road a mother fox was watching with her kits almost as if to make sure he was found safe.

- Kit discovered his love of flowers through his Nan and helping her in the garden learning all about the flowers and herbs she was growing. He even was curious about the weeds she was picking out of her flowerbeds declaring that they were important too.

- When he was 11 his grandparents and him were in a car crash. He was the only one to survive and it shattered him with guilt. Nowhere to go and no family to speak of, he was found and brought to camp.

- At camp he quickly made himself a home with a few close friends but also in the garden/greenhouse. While he does have his own room, he tends to prefer sleeping on a cot in the garden/greenhouse finding it peaceful to be surrounded by plants.

- Kit was diagnosed with ADHD when he was younger so he tends to fidget to keep himself from exploding with energy. Loud music is what keeps his racing thoughts toned down and the music can often be heard blaring from the garden/greenhouse at all hours.

- Kit doesn’t try to hide the fact he sells medicinal plants and drugs. While he tries to keep it to his naturally grown drugs, he can get his hand on pretty much whatever someone needs.

- Because of this little hustle he has been in jail a few times due to possession in countries he isn’t supposed to have any in when he’s traveling away from camp.

- His longest stint was his most recent, causing him to be away from camp for a year and he has just now returned in full gear ready to take care of his plants and be the local chaotic ball of energy once more.

- Kit has the personality that he thinks that a stranger is a friend you haven’t met yet. He loves meeting new people and will never forget a face.

- He is a horrible cook and though he tries to eat as organic as he can, there are times where he lives off of junk food (his favorite “meal” is twizzlers and beer).

- One thing he is proud of, is the fact he only uses plants for medicine. He has never had any modern medicine and can often be found with some of the medicinal plants he grows on his person in a small pouch.

- Kit also has genderless days; he doesn’t make a big deal of it, it’s just days he is feeling a bit more feminine and pretty. Normally he keeps it to himself.

#𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢 ( muse )#conquerhqintro

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