#consider it grummed

[nami-moittli]

More Twst x pkmn!

Dustox feels almost obligatory to me atp, and Dipplin is there bc of the poison apple. The rest are there for the queen aspect of Vil’s character, tho I def considered the poison aspect too. And, side note, but his Gardevoir is definitely a male one.

Decidueye is another obvious one, as it’s a bird archer, kinda like Rook! (Rook, as in the bird.) (Also I’m just now remembering that I was thinking about giving him a Bisharp to reference the rook chess piece, but it’s not that important. Oh well) Vivillion bc it just feels like a Rook pkmn, and it’s the “High Plains” form bc Rook’s from Sunset Savanna. Zoroark is there bc I wanted a pkmn that could blend into the background like Rook could (*cough cough* stalker *cough cough*) so, Zoroark. Leavanny bc Rook is also very like, nurturing, if that makes sense. Similar vibes 👍 Swoobat bc again, it just reminded me of him, then finally Pheramosa bc I wanted Rook to have an odd pkmn. One that makes you go, “why tf do you have that?” And Ultrabeasts are a good type of pkmn for that idea. I also wanted Rook to have at least one fighting type, again for the archery thing and bc he used to be in Savannaclaw, but Pheramosa also just slays, so it’s a good Rook pkmn

For Epel, I honestly wanted to give him every single applin evo (Flapple, Appleton, even Hydrapple) but that’d take up to many slots, so he only gets Flapple. Buneary is due to his connections with bunnies in canon (this card is proof of that!) so I wanted to give him a bunny pkmn too. I feel like his buneary has been one of his oldest partners, but he doesn’t want a Lopunny, so he gave his Buneary an everstone. I feel like part of his character development would be letting Buneary evolve :). Frosmoth is cause he’s from a cold area, and I just thought it fit him. Croagunk is a poison/fighting type, and both of those are very Epel-like to me. Varoom is another poison type, but also Epel likes blastcycles, so I thought it fit. (I also realized that I should’ve given Deuce a Cyclizar, tho I’m not sure who I’d switch out, oh well) Dubwool is there mainly to fill out the rest of his team lol (maybe I should’ve given him an Applin-)

Bonus rounds!

I’m not really sure what I’d explain here. Maybe that his name, Neige LeBlanche literally translates to Snow White bc Neige=Snow & Blanc(he)=White, and so Snow=Ice type? Idk, easy picks

(The image is a little distorted so it’d fit better in the slot I was using, so if they look off, that’s why)

Idrk what to say. Dominic has a Honedge bc in the EN of Harvenston, the Seven Dwarf’s team was called “Seven Swords”

I could see Grum with Mankey’s evolved form too, but I forgot the name of it and didn’t feel like searching for it

From his description, I thought a fun little MimeJr. fit Toby well

Similar vibes. Sorta. I vibe with it.

Hop has music notes in his hair. They both seem chatty?

I just thought it fit him, honestly. Good vibes 👍

I want to give the evolved form of Munna to Silver, so Shelpie gets the unevolved form

That’s all I got, we don’t know enough about them for me to give them any better picks 🤷‍♀️😅

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x pokemon #twst vil #twst rook #oh yea #I like how Rook’s hat in his bday jacket looks like a Team Rocket hat #purely coincidental #but i find it funny #twst epel #pomefiore #royal sword academy #twst neige #not tagging the dwarves sry #pokémon

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Are the 7 dwarves characters frm RSA actual kids or is it just their height? Cuz I thought they were the same age as the first year crew at minimum.

Chenya tells us that the Seven Dwarves are sophomores at RSA in 5-55 of the main story. As far as we know, RSA is also a high school like NRC, so there wouldn’t be a logical in-game reason for RSA having elementary aged students (and have you ever heard the term “sophomore” being used to describe elementary students anyway?) so they’re in high school.

It’s easy to mistake the Dwarves for children though; Grim thinks they are “way younger” due to their short statures.

Remember, height is not always equivalent to age!! There are short adults and tall kids!

Sometimes there are differences in height due to a genetic factor. In fact, Grum remarks that he and the other six are “pretty tall for dwarfs”, so being small is a trait that is associated with their race. Additionally, while the Seven Dwarves just so happen to be taller relative to the average dwarf, they are still considered short when compared to other races.

On this topic, I find it interesting that Yuu notices the pointy ears on the Seven Dwarves and thinks they may be fae:

xbksdbksjs It makes me wonder if dwarves are actually considered one of the many different kinds of fae in TWST (since the story never confirms nor denies this point)??? Because Yuu is kind of right in that regard; pointed ears tend to indicate fae lineage, and fae are inclined to magic (which the Seven Dwarves are, given that they attend a renown mage-training institution). Or are dwarves considered a separate race altogether rather than a part of fae???? 🤔

#Seven Dwarves #RSA #twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #notes from the writing raven #question #Chenya #Che’nya #Grim #Yuu #twst theory #twst theories #twisted wonderland theory #twisted wonderland theories

[doctorsiren]

More stuff for my Hermitcraft OFF AU (jokingly considering the name PuremitCraft bc haha purify haha hermit haha)

I wanted Hugo to be Grum, meaning that the Queen should be Grian, but I already had Grian as Zacharie, so I went with Ariana Griande :)

#doctorsiren #art #digital art #my art #fanart #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #hermitcraft au #procreate #off game #the queen off #hugo off #the judge off #valerie off #xisumavoid #evil xisuma #alexender void #grian #ariana griande #grumbot #(he’s also kind of a mix of Jrum too) #crossover AU #mcyt #mcyt au #PuremitCraftAU #if you guys have any ideas for other characters and hermits #lmk bc I’d love to hear y’all’s input

[fatehbaz]

In this coastal ecology, no fixed separation between land and water. The “polymorphous personality” of the mangrove ecosystem defies stable boundaries. The mangrove’s name is a combination of Malay and Arabic, of Portuguese and English. At the Sundarbans of Bengal, the largest mangrove region, the “sea forest” is marked by unfixity and a porous quality that undermines formal political boundaries, demonstrating “the trembling instability of borders”. While Euro-American legal institutions rely on clear delineation of land to recognize tenure, Yolgnu Aboriginal communities and Dholupuyngu cosmology cannot be contained. The landscape respires, is in flux, among the tidal seas of mangrove forests, “antithetical to the manicured” lawn.

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[T]his tropical coastal ecology is a site of continual refiguration: neither sea nor land, neither river nor sea, bearing neither salty nor fresh water [...]. The mangrove has been prone to confused definitions, since it is a grouping of over eighty specialized plant species that survive as “botanical amphibians,” but is also a complex coastal ecosystem in itself. With these hybrid conditions of “belonging,” the mangrove lends itself to helping us think through the present-day schematic of Euro-American crises amid larger constellations of political insurrections and migratory movements. Its polymorphous personality as a sediment-carrier, land-builder, defender of numerous life forms, and also an inadvertent protector of pirates renders the mangrove a fascinating study in the biopolitics of selfhood. [...]

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The mangrove also traces a language cartography, setting sail through the routes of travel and the histories of encounter to which mangrove-naming bears witness. The hybrid terms that define mangroves in different linguistic cultures become conveyors of sociopolitical contact between civilizations and coastal ecologies. For instance, the combination of the old Malay word “mangi mangi” and the Arabic word “el grum” refers to the Avicennia genus of mangrove tree, which is a favorite attraction for fireflies. Or consider the juxtaposition of the Portuguese “mangle” with the English word “grove” [...].

However, the mangrove’s intense bed of foliage, punctuated with prop and stilt roots, remains antithetical to the manicured and decisively cultivated grove. It may therefore be more productive to reflect on the mangrove’s word origins not merely through land, but as linkages with a specific kind of tree and tide.

The Sundarbans covers an area of 10,000 square kilometers of intertidal zones between parts of southwestern Bangladesh and the state of West Bengal in India. The largest mangrove forest in the world, its name bears the combined genesis of a beautiful “sea forest” and of the Sundari tree, the Heritiera fomes species of mangrove, which grows across these wetlands in abundance. [...]

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As a landscape, the Sundarbans is marked by unfixity, since its intertidal nature places it between appearance and disappearance -- with islands being submerged overnight. It is ironic that while the aerial root systems of mangroves are highly valued as fortifications against the onslaught of angry tidal waves (as experienced during the tsunami of 2004) their porous quality does not allow for clear border-making. In reading this satellite image of the Sundarbans, produced by what is said to be “the most stable, best characterized Earth observation instrument ever placed in orbit,” we are met with the trembling instability of borders. The water channels eat into the land as gnarled roots of mangrove, uncontainable on ground and from an aerial view -- here the coastline becomes indiscernible as a single entity.

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The legal vexations of such amphibious and obtuse terrain become pronounced in sea-rights cases, wherein border-making becomes the necessity of tenure. Forming rulings over such zones lays legality prone to paradox. In the Blue Mud Bay case, heard by the High Court of Australia in 2008, a legal body was called upon to make a determination regarding the shifting geography of a mangrove coastal region. In the final ruling the aboriginal Yolgnu claimants were successful, with the court ruling that the column of tidal water lying above land should be regarded no differently from the land itself. Thus the court’s attempt to encompass Dholupuyngu cosmology and “aqueography” occasioned a legal magic transforming water flow into the fixity of “land.” [...]

In the intertidal and interpenetrating zone of the mangrove, the border between land and sea becomes a choreography of re-crossings. The mangrove line is, hence, one of sedimentary reclamation rather than clear political divisions of terra firma. In mangrove zones, human determinations become ghosts.

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Text by: Natasha Ginwala and Vivian Ziherl. “Sensing Grounds: Mangroves, Unauthentic Belonging, Extra-Territoriality.” e-flux Journal Issue #45. May 2013. [Bold emphasis and italicized first paragraph in this post added by me.]

[mochiwrites]

title: come see the empty man (he’s only two years young)

warning(s): none

chapter(s): 1/1

relationship(s): scar/grian/mumbo | scar/mumbo | mumbo/grian | scar/grian

summary:

“Scar is what?” He looks at the two boys. Scar is here? At the manor?!

His eyes go wide as he pushes himself back from his desk, chair sliding on the ground as he does so. A chill runs down his spine, a spark of panic. It isn’t necessarily a feeling he once acquainted with Scar, all things considered. But the last time Mumbo saw Scar, the man was trying to kill Grian, and there was something different about him. Four hundred years is a long time to go without seeing someone, and Scar has obviously changed.

Mumbo has every reason to be concerned about this impromptu visit.

A face pokes out from behind the door, offering Mumbo a smile as two green eyes settle on him. Scar stands right beside Grum and Jrum, looking at Mumbo, “Hello old friend! Been a while, huh?”

read on ao3 here!

songbird redscape time !!!! :D very happy to finally be posting this tjtbfbgb I’ve been working on it for a whole week and it’s So nice to finally have it done. but the boys do some talking! and maybe some thinking 👀

#songbird’s blood au #mochi writes #mumscarian #redscape #mumscar #grumbo #scarian #hermitshipping

[dailygrumbot]

Day 70: Showdown Part 3!

To vote for Grumbot in the @mcytnpcshowdown , the poll is at this link: [Poll]

This one is a Smash Bros inspired VS screen. Despite them both being in mc model form, I have Tilly in the pose the dog from the Duck Hunt trio is in. And Grum is ofc in Steve's pose.

And it looks like his next opponent could potentially be NPC Grian. If you like both Grumbot and NPG, consider checking out the discord that is somewhat connected to this blog! The link to it is in our pinned post.

#grumbot #hermitcraft #tilly double live #daily grumbot #daily hermit blog #reminder that we're only mostly daily #dailygrumbot #dailygrum #daily grum

[atherix]

PARENT TRAP AU BELOVED the brainrot is never ending<3

Any specific thoughts you feel like sharing?/nf

-🍂

God I love this au <3

LOOK. The scene in my head where Scar comes downstairs to talk to Mumbo about something and just stopping at the door to the den, seeing Mumbo and Grian and the twins and seeing how happy they all look, laughing together and looking like a family... and the slow realization that THAT'S the life Grum wants... that there's no place for him and Tubbo in that picture perfect life... the moment he makes the choice to end things with Mumbo so he can reconcile with Grian bc he doesn't even consider that Mumbo could date BOTH of them... all the moments leading up to this, from the moment Scar and Mumbo met (a total meet-cute btw, they both made absolute fools of themselves and then laughed about it for hours and bonded over their kids) through the dates and meeting each other's kid when they decided they were serious... the proposal, moving in together... all leading to this moment where Scar realizes Mumbo is still in love with Grian... It just lives rent free in my HEAD.

And man, Grum's very sudden realization that he just gave up the family he had for the one he never did... that Grian wasn't going to stay, that Mumbo had no intention to ask Grian to stay... coming home to find Mumbo sitting alone on the couch and asking where Tubbo is, bc Tubbo didn't come home from school with him... finding out Scar and Mumbo had split, that Scar took Tubbo and left... the fact that this news didn't make him happy like he thought it would... all the homey little touches Scar put in the home being gone- the blanket on the back of the couch, the books on the shelf, the ridiculously cute and cartoony dishes Tubbo loved... just how quiet the house is now that they're gone... how sad Mumbo is, despite trying to look strong for Grum... and now Grum is part of a custody agreement and won't even be there with Mumbo half the time either... just the moment he realizes how badly he just fucked Mumbo's life up...

And Grian confronting Mumbo about always giving up without any kind of fight... Mumbo defending himself, saying he can't make someone stay when they want to leave... Grian saying "do you really think he wanted to leave? do you really think I wanted to leave?" and revealing he never wanted to leave Mumbo, he left bc it felt like Mumbo didn't want him anymore and Mumbo did nothing to prove otherwise bc he's a wet noodle of a man who's so focused on the people he loves being happy that he doesn't even stop to wonder if they're doing what will make them happy or what they think will make him happy... and just "are you really going to just sit there and let him walk away? again?" and just hjgfjk 🥺

And Grum and Jrum deciding no, this isn't how it's gonna end and tracking Scar and Tubbo down. Them showing up at their front door and Tubbo answering the door. Tubbo telling them to leave bc they got what they wanted, right, so why are you even here, and Grum finally apologizing for everything he'd said and done over the years their dads were together and asking Tubbo to help them get Mumbo and Scar back together bc Mumbo loves Scar and Scar only left bc of Grum/Grum and Jrum's plan/Grian, an just... Tubbo's reluctance to trust them at all... saying how much it hurt his dad and how he doesn't want to help Grum hurt him more... doesn't want to help Grum hurt Tubbo... that Grum never wanted to be a family so why now... and just hhhghjgfjhj

I love them so much 🥺 Most dysfunctional family but they love each other so much and just hhhjgjf it really is the little things, like Scar making breakfast in the morning but now he's gone and Mumbo is the one cooking but his pancakes aren't as fluffy as Scar's and the eggs are scrambled instead of over easy...... all those little additions to his life that he took for granted, now gone and realizing just how much Scar did for him, for them, because they were a family, and now his family is damaged and torn bc he wanted a family he didn't even remember........

#ask #🍂autumn anon🍂 #Family Trap AU #I just #I think about these scenes a lot #the regret... the guilt... the realizing you love someone only after they're gone... #the confrontation between Grian and Mumbo where they finally clear the air even while Grian is telling Mumbo to stop Scar leaving... #hermitshipping #Mumscarian #<- yes it would end in Mumscarian sue me #long post

[technodromes]

@countlessrealities  / meme

What is your muse's favorite art medium, if they have one? Why?

Scrap Metal? Grum enjoys doing creative things with the defect and exchanged parts from the vehicles and devices they repaired recently. Just like they do all sorts of weird-looking containers and pots for their plants, once they have any room for them. But just like with keeping and caring for exotic plants, getting creative in general is something they have to discover over time. But already early on, people would see them do funny little things out of wires, buttons, and screws every now and then. It keeps them busy and they like the idea of doing art with something that would end up unused and discharged otherwise.

What would make your muse consider someone as their enemy?

Generally said, Grum doesn't really hold many grudges and isn't quick to deem someone an 'enemy'. However, a convinced ally to Kraang Prime is a big 'no thanks' to Grum. Anyone who remotely thinks that enslaving and conquering other worlds by force is something good is a bad person in Grum's book. Now, they can tolerate someone hanging around with Krang, even though they won't be particularly thrilled when they hear about it. However, they are much harsher in judging someone who openly likes Subprime, because things are much deeper there.

#Answered #Headcanons: Grum #countlessrealities

[adultswim2021]

Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job #39: “Tennis” | April 13, 2009 - 12:30AM | S04E10

The final 4:3 episode of Awesome Show! This is maybe one of the weaker episodes of the season, which is quite a shame. Shoulda ended the season on Cinco Bros, my men. 

Spagett shills for Cigarette Juice, which features all the nicotine buzz you crave in the form of a canned beverage. It’s also got what appear ot be flecks of tobacco in it. This is one of those bits they do where the gross visuals do the heavy lifting, but I genuinely find this one pretty effective. “GOOD NEWS: CIGARETTE JUICE” is the jingle, and it actually is very catchy. It’s a weirdly believable slogan.

I also like the bit where Spagett is on the phone complaining to a manager or somebody that they refuse to give him a towel after dumping juice all over him. Him being an occasional cigar-user is fun, I love that for him. SPECIAL NOTE: one can hear a snippet of Children of the Sun by Robert Lueben, used memorably in the video of Tim & Eric playing with their pets from Nite Live.

Another sketch features Glen Tennis, making the title of the episode a double entendre. What a treat. I like this one too. Glen Tennis’s movie stars Grum, as seen in the Anniversary episode. He made a computer animated movie about the first Thanksgiving that is only slightly more inaccurate than what American schools teach kids. Grum mistaking the natives for “clowns” is hilarious, and the shot of him menacingly eating maize is very funny/memorable. I also appreciate the bit about the proprietary video system required to view the movie. It’s a good one!

There’s a sketch in here where two divorced-looking men sloppily eat wings and then it becomes a music video where Tim sings a sorrowful song about how he misses his wife. I don’t think this one’s bad, but it just misses the mark for me. A noble effort, I guess. I vaguely remember when press for season three was underway, one of the articles used a photo from this shoot. Tim and Eric episodes are like Guided by Voices albums, where sometimes a song recorded years prior makes its way onto the track listing. I don’t hate it, just don’t like it that much. 

The rest of the episode is dedicated to the wraparound: Tim and Eric are in a million-dollar Tennis match with one another. Tim can’t even serve the ball and loses point after point, so Eric offers to call it off. Tim refuses, and then miraculously starts to pull it out. At the last minute, he fucks up big time. Eric wins, and he’s a poor sportsman. Not only does he gloat about besting his friend, he also smacks him in the head with his racket, twice. 

This wraparound has some funny moments, but it’s kinda unfocused. I dislike them focusing on Tim’s double take when Eric mispronounces his own name. They should know better than to do that, come on. They do that kind of spoon-feeding “what-the?” style humor so infrequently that it sticks out the few times they do indulge. This is one of those times. There’s also a Mel Brooksian gag where they are very obviously replaced by doubles (Are these the Flight of the Concords guys? I think they might be?? They are supposedly in this and I'm guessing that's them).

This episode inexplicably features The Lonely Island boys and Fred Armisen, who just show up to root along at the sidelines of the Tennis court. The episode ends with David Liebe Hart clumsily delivering the line: “My best friend just got hit in the head by his best friend. Don’t you have any FEELINGS for him?”. Now that (a weird guy talking) I like.

MAIL BAG

GREAT stuff about the last Xavier episode we covered:

Ah damnesia vu! I also love this episode, in a lot of ways I kind of consider it the unofficial pilot episode to Off The Air just cause of how much DNA it shares with it. Weird, trippy, sometimes scary clips, all in different styles strung together seamlessly into one thing through video editing, starting on a cold open of some random video that gets bookended at the end of the episode which plays a moving song over the credits. I'm sure I'm describing it horribly but that's the gist of it.

This makes sense to me! I respect it!

I do have a lot of trivia on it, though: they made a page for the contest which was released on the adult swim website, and as part of the contest they released some of the actual 3d models used in the show. It's on archive DOT org if you dig hard enough, having the actual files used in a show always kinda fascinated me, to my knowledge It's the only show I know of that did something like this officially without it being a leak or a 3 second flash file on some animator's website.

I was most curious about what the contest actually looked like on a practical level, but didn't even know how to begin to look for that stuff. I had no memory of the contest at all. I guess I wasn't paying close enough attention.

The first clip, by grant of "3GI", he ended up doing something kinda similar in 2018 with the movie Shrek: "Shrek Retold", a bunch of animators redid different scenes. David Libre Hart & Michael Cusack (2 [AS] people) are in it, It got like 10 million views and a bunch of articles written about it. youtube DOT com/watch?v=pM70TROZQsI

You know, I looked at his page and saw the Shrek Retold thing and didn't even give a thought to click on that stuff. I had no idea that was such a big thing.

You already covered shmorky so I'll just point out he did a few bumpers for Adult Swim (including this famous one youtube DOT com/watch?v=0oBx7Jg4m-o) and link this other video he did, it's one of the most unintentional bits of cringe comedy ever made (that's his real voice btw) youtube DOT com/watch?v=F-4jZzfoEz8

I vaguely knew about the "THIS IS FINE" connection at one point, but I forgot about that. holy moly, dark stuff in that second video. I'm writing this in haste but I can't wait to make myself feel weird by watching that entire thing. THAT VOICE! I NEVER KNEW

The video towards the end where Xavier eats his own fingers was done by Devin Flynn, who created "Y'all so stupid" for superdelxue and did misc. Shorts on Wonder Showzen and Off the Air. I think all the submissions are on the DVD in full (could be wrong about this). I found a reddit post talking about the contest that links to archived versions of the pages & models. (reddit DOT com/r/adultswim/comments/70brc8/xavier_renegade_angel_3d_models_rediscovered/?rdt=40391)

I sorta suspected that was Devin Flynn, hell yeah. I just checked and the DVD actually has submissions that DIDN'T get picked! I should watch them, probably, but I'm not gonna for this blog. I'm going to do it for fun and not tell anyone about it.

One final thing: on your post all the links after the first one link to the ketchup video lmao

I'm not going to check because you're obviously trolling me and they probably all work fine! How dare you.

But, also, thank you for your service, you did a better write-up than I did. YOU FUCKERS SOUND BETTER THAN ME TONIGHT

#adult swim #adultswim2021 #tim and eric awesome show great job

[buckybarnesb-tch]

Jail -Klaus M.

Klaus’ Trip to Wonderland Pt4

Klaus Mikaelson x Cheshire Cat (F Human Version)

Part 3

I woke up the next morning to the sun shining in my face and I rolled over to see the hatter.  "Glad to see youre alive after all.  Chess was quite concerned."

"Where is she?!"  I worried, sitting up quickly.

"Trying to find us a way out before were beheaded odds are."  He shrugged as if it was nothing.  Not a moment later red knights showed up at the cell and came in,  cuffing us.

"Whats happening? Where are we?" I whispered and he laughed.

"In the red queens castle in Salazan Grum.  Were conspirators of the white queen, meaning we will be beheaded.  Do you have any idea why a raven is like a writing desk?" He asked and I rolled my eyes, wishing I could feel my mate beside me right now.  I was cold and lonely without her near, however her being away may be better while in this castle. 

"Bring Them!" Was heard through the giant door in front of us and we were escorted in to see a women in a throne with the son of a bitch that hit me, and Alice...a very large Alice.  "We know Alice has returned to Underland.  Do you know were she is?"  I was kicked in the back of the knees to kneel beside the hatter and I gave in quickly, realizing if I tried anything Alice and the hatter might get hurt...so this is what its like to have friends...i dont like it.

"Ive been considering things that begin with the letter 'M'.  Moron.  Mutiny..."

"Murder." I snarled, making the queen flinch slightly as my eyes turned yellow.

"Malice."

"Were looking for an 'A' word now, where is Alice?"

"That wee boy?"  He questioned.

"We wouldnt know." I finished.

"What if I take off your heads, will you know then?"  I giggled...yes, giggled along with the hatter after having learned a lesson around here.  When in doubt, act certifiably insane.  "Stop that."  The hatter quickly tried to change the topic, talking about making a hat for the red queen and in the end I was taken back to my cell alone.  I sat there all day and night, quickly realizing I couldnt break the cell doors, they looked so fragile yet they were resistant to even my strength.  I thought of my family, of my brothers and sister, I knew I needed to go back home, if not just to set them free, maybe Cheshire will even come with me.  I knew I would do whatever I had to to make her happy.

"Get up prisoner.  Now!" A guard shouted making me growl at him while he shackled me and started leading me out and into a court yard with the hatter and Mallymkin. 

"Were right behind you." The dormouse spoke to him as the executioner lofted the axe and the queen gave the 'okay'.  I didnt want to look as a man I considered my friend  was about to die yet I couldnt look away.  The axe came down and I felt almost sick until...he was gone...the hat flew up into the air and the last thing I ever expected to happen did.

"Good morning everyone!" Cheshire bellowed happily.

"Chess, you dog."  I grinned, seeing her wink at me.  She disappeared again as the hatter grabbed a pole and swung from the queens seating down to us. 

"The abused and enslaved in the red queens court! All of you, stand up and fight, rise up against the bloody red queen."

"Downal wyth bluddy behg hid!" Everyone cheered and we watched as her face as it turned bright red.  Many things happened at once the next moment.  Stayne got up stairs to the queen, trying to figure out where the hatter went and everyone began scattering as the queen screamed 'release the Jubjub bird'.

"Lets go!" The hatter screamed and I paused.

"Go! I need to do something!"

"Where could you possibly be going?!" He exclaimed as I took off back to the prison and grabbed the key, opening the cell for the dogs that were across from me all night.  I cant believe Im saying it but I actually enjoyed talking with them.

"Come on Bielle, lets go!"  She ran out after me with her pups and we took off right out the front door.  Turns out those giant card are really easy to get rid of, they line up for you and everything.  We caught up to everyone a little while later and ran until we were in sight of the white queens castle.  Bielle and the pups took off toward Bayard and it was a very sweet reunion.  I caught up to the hatter and Alice a moment later.

"Hello love."

"Klaus!" She grinned, hugging me tightly making me laugh.  The Hatters hat floated down at that moment and Cheshire appeared.  "Cheshire!"

"Hows the arm love?"

"All healed."  Chess smiled before looking at Alices arms.

"Good.  Now release." Alice laughed, letting go and allowing Chess to hop into my arms.  "Goodbye sweet hat." She whispered, giving it back to the Hatter before we were brought inside and given something to eat. 

Cheshire and I spent the evening talking, just talking.  About her family and living in Underland all her life.  About my family, all my 1000 years on this earth.  Its funny, I told her the truth...the whole truth and she was okay with everything.  "Everyone has demons Niklaus, yours are just a little more persistant."  She purred making me smile.  She had a lovely outlook on everything...until I asked her to come home with me.  "Ive never been anywhere but here Niklaus, let me think about it?  Being with you, being immortal, living in another world is a lot to swallow." I nodded kissing her head comfortingly and laying back on the bed in the room we had been given.

"Take your time kitten, but i'll let you in on a little secret.  Theres a whole world out there, waiting for you.  Great cities.  And art.  And music...genuine beauty.  And you can have all of it.  I will give it to you, everything you want, 1000 more birthdays,  all you have to do is ask."  I slept contently that night snuggled up to my little mate, purring into my neck as she drifted off as well.

#tvd klaus #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaleson imagine #klaus mikaelson x y/n #vampire #hybrid #niklaus mikaelson #niklaus x reader #klaus x y/n #klaus x reader #klaus imagine #joseph morgan #the vampire diaries #the originals #alice in wonderland #the cheshire cat #cheshire #cheshire cat #the mad hatter

[darcyfangirlsfrequently]

Secret Santa

Summary: The team is doing a Secret Santa Gift Exchange, and Penelope decides to enlist a little bit of help to ensure that her gift is absolutely perfect.

Word count: 2489

Can also be read here on Ao3

Penelope Garcia did not do anything half-assed. Especially not gift-giving. She’d earned a reputation at the BAU for being the best gift-giver, a reputation she was determined to keep. Even if it mean she had to come up with the best possible gift for a certain Newbie that she loved to pretend to hate. 

The BAU did a Secret Santa every year, and this year she’d drawn Luke’s name. Of course. She suspected Tara and JJ had something to do with it, if the teasing looks they shot her were any indication, but she had no proof. Regardless, it meant she had to come up with and deliver the Perfect Gift to Luke at their work-slash-family Christmas party at Rossi’s the night of the 25th, serial killer-permitting. And she knew just what to do.

It wasn’t that she hung on the man’s every word, she didn’t. Honestly. It’s just that whenever one of her favorite heroes happened to mention something they liked, she filed that information away for future use in case they ever needed a pick-me-up or a smile. Or, in this case, an amazing Christmas gift. She had heard Luke mention—quite a few times, actually—how much he missed the flan his Abuela made every year for Christmas. Because of his job, he hadn’t been home for Christmas in years, and every year he mourned his loss of that baked custard and caramel dessert. She considered for a moment buying him a ticket home to go see his family, but no, that was definitely out of the budget. What was not out of the budget, however, was calling up his Abuela and baking them herself.

She found his Abuela's number easily enough–well, everything of this sort was easy for her. The only question was if the elderly woman would answer her phone.

Fortunately for Penelope, she did. "Hello?"

"Hi, Claudia Alvez?"

"Yes, this is she." 

"Hi, Mrs. Alvez, my name is Penelope Garcia, I work with your grandson Luke." 

"Oh, you're the famous Penelope my grandson has told me all about! Yes, yes, I know you, what can I do for you, dear?" 

"Well, Mrs. Alvez–" 

"Oh please dear," his grandmother cut her off. "Just call me Claudia, or even Abuela Claudia if you like. The Lord knows Luke's told me so much about you that you're practically a part of the family."

Penelope blushed at the thought that Luke talked frequently to his family about her, but decided to ignore that reaction. The kind old woman probably meant a general "you," as in, the entire team. "Alright. Well, Claudia, we're doing a Secret Santa gift exchange at work, and I'm the one getting Luke a present. I've heard him mention that he misses the flans you make every Christmas, so I was wondering if you would be able to send me the recipe so I can make them for him? I know he'd really appreciate it." 

“Oh, that’s a wonderful idea! He’ll love it, I’m sure. The only thing is, I don’t have a hard copy of the recipe, I have it memorized. If I recite it to you, are you okay with writing it down?”

“Yes, for sure! Let me just grab a pen and paper.”

Claudia dictated the recipe over the phone, and like a dutiful student, Penelope put down every last detail with a sparkly pen on pink stationery. 

“Thank you, Claudia,” Penelope said once she was done. “I really appreciate it.”

“Any time, my dear. Do call me when you make them and let me know how they turn out, okay? And call me when you give them to him to tell me how he reacted.”

“I will, I promise. Have a good day.”

“You too, Penelope.”

***

There were many things that Penelope Garcia could bake. Flan was not one of them. Either her eggs curdled, the caramel burned, or a combination of many other things. She’d called Claudia after every failed attempt to get some help, and the two women had become close friends, Penelope finally accepting the other woman’s invitation to call her Abuela Claudia. “These seem so simple,” Penelope grumbled to herself after her tenth failed attempt. “They should not be so hard to make!” Penelope picked up her phone and called Abuela Claudia.

“Penelope!” The old woman greeted her. “Hello! How are the flans this time?”

“Terrible,” Penelope moaned. “I just can’t seem to be able to make these. I’m so sorry for wasting your time with this, Abuela Claudia, you’ve been so patient with me.”

“Nonsense, Penelope darling, it's been my pleasure. I'll tell you what: I was considering flying down anyway to surprise my grandson for Christmas, so why don't I do that and we can bake together, yes?" 

Penelope loved that idea. "Yes! Absolutely! That sounds wonderful!"

"Perfect. I'll just have to book my flight and hotel–"

"No no no," Penelope interrupted. "There is no way I'm having you stay in a hotel. If you're helping me bake, the least I can do is put you up in my spare room. I insist, really, Abuela Claudia, hotels around Christmas can be so pricey."

“That's very sweet of you, Penelope, thank you very much.”

“No worries, Abuela Claudia, it’s really my pleasure. Besides, Luke would never forgive me if I made his beloved Abuela sleep in some overpriced hotel when I have a perfectly good spare room just sitting here doing nothing. Call me when you’ve booked your flight so I know what time to pick you up from the airport, okay?”

“Will do, Penelope, I’ll talk to you soon.”

***

Abuela Claudia truly was the magic touch. As soon as they had her things settled into Penelope’s guest bedroom, they began baking, since it was already the 24th by this point, and the family dinner was the next day. Their first batch was an instant success.

“Oh Abuela Claudia, these are perfect,” Penelope moaned as she took a bite of one. “I will never understand how you do it.”

“Decades and decades of practice, my dear.”

“Luke’s going to love them, I know it.”

“About as much as he loves you,” Abuela Claudia teased.

Penelope groaned. “Oh my god, not you too!”

Abuela Claudia raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean me too?”

“Our entire team has been teasing me for years about there being something between us, and they’ve probably been teasing him just as long! But there isn’t, I swear there isn’t. We’re just friends, at best good ones. Nothing more. He doesn’t like me that way.”

Abuela Claudia looked at Penelope as if she was studying her. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that if I were you, Penelope. A boy talks to his Abuela.”

***

Penelope and Abuela Claudia were the first to arrive at Rossi’s mansion for the Extended BAU Family Christmas Dinner. Penelope had asked if it was okay if she brought a special guest as part of her Secret Santa gift, and Rossi had given his consent without a second thought. He’d also agreed to tell Luke to come a little bit later so that everyone else would already be there by the time and he wouldn’t be able to figure out who his Secret Santa was until the gift exchange actually happened. 

When Luke walked into the main area where everyone had gathered, he stopped dead in his tracks. “Abuela?”

She grinned at him. “Surprise!”

Luke ran to her and picked the tiny woman up in a tight hug. “It is so good to see you again! I’ve missed you so much!”

The elderly woman pressed a kiss to her grandson’s forehead. “I missed you too, Luke.”

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m a part of your Secret Santa gift." 

His eyebrows shot up. "Part of it?"

"Mhmm," she replied, patting Luke on the arm. "But it's not time to talk about that yet."

"She's right," Rossi said. "Dinner is ready, let's eat!" 

The dinner was absolutely wonderful. In addition to Rossi's delicious meal, the team ate up every story about young Luke that Abuela Claudia could dish out, much to his mortification. There were some things he wished his co-workers–one, especially–didn't know. Not that they were anything bad, he just knew his friends and knew they would never let him live down the time he wore underpants overtop of his actual pants for months because he wanted to be Superman. 

After dinner, it was time for gifts. Rossi volunteered to give his gift first, and presented Tara with a package that, upon unwrapping, turned out to be a sizeable bottle of old scotch, which she absolutely adored. This meant that Tara had to give her gift next, meaning a new set of books for Reid, who in turn gave Emily some CDs by a Russian composer they both liked. Emily gave JJ a nice brown leather jacket, JJ gave Matt a basketball, and Matt gave Rossi a set of monogrammed drink glasses that he surprisingly didn't already own. This left Luke and Penelope. 

"Looks like we got each other, Chica," Luke said with his signature smirk. 

"Looks like it. And you already know part of your gift," she gestured at Abuela Claudia.

"Yeah, how did that not break the budget?"

"Oh," Abuela Claudia said, waving him off. "I bought my own ticket. But Penelope here has been putting me up in her guest room. You told me she was sweet but you didn't tell me she was an angel."

Penelope fought hard against her blush, hoping that any redness she couldn't fight back could be attributed to the wine she'd consumed. So this was the kind of "talking to his Abuela" that she was talking about.

Luke elected to ignore that part of her sentence and focused instead on the guest room. "You're letting my Abuela stay at your house?" 

"Of course! I wasn't going to let her stay in some pricey hotel, especially not when I needed her help to create the other part of your Secret Santa gift, AKA all it was supposed to be until Abuela Claudia offered to come, which I now must go get from the fridge." 

"What the hell is my gift doing in the fridge?" Luke called after her. "And why are you calling my Abuela 'Abuela Claudia?'"

"You'll see, and because she told me to!" Penelope shot back. 

Penelope returned a moment later with a Tupperware and a fork. Luke opened it carefully, and his eyes shot wide open when he saw what was in the Tupperware. "You guys made flan?" He took a bite of one and had to hold back a moan. It was as good as he remembered. Better, even, since it had been years since he'd had one and it had been prepared by two of his favorite women. "It's perfect, I– thank you." He got up and hugged Penelope tight. "You're the best, Penelope." He almost said I love you, he almost kissed her on the cheek, he almost kissed her. But this wasn't the place. He then turned and hugged his Abuela. "Thank you, Abuela Claudia, thank you." He then pulled out a package and gave it to Penelope.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed upon unwrapping it. "It's matching sweaters for me and Sergio! Thank you, Luke!" 

"You're welcome, although now it feels like they don't quite reach the same level as your gift." 

"Nonsense, it's wonderful. Thank you."

The celebrations continued throughout the night. At one point Penelope went to go refill her wine glass, and Abuela Claudia came up to her grandson. "You should go, thank her properly," she told him, nodding in the direction of the kitchen. 

Luke groaned. “Oh my god, not you too!”

"Interesting. That's exactly how she reacted when I made a similar comment to her."

"When you… what?" 

"You may be a profiler, my love, but I'm your Abuela, and that beats profiler any day of the week. I know love when I see it. Now, go. Dile lo que hay en tu corazón." Tell her what's on your heart. 

Knowing his Abuela wouldn't take no for an answer–and knowing she was probably right–Lule slipped into the kitchen behind Penelope. "Hey." 

She turned, a large smile on her face. "Hey! Was your gift okay? I hope I didn't overstep by contacting your family without your knowledge." 

"No, it was perfect, amazing, thank you, sincerely. I loved it. I– thank you." he almost said I love you, but caught himself. He wasn't ready to say that to her yet, and frankly, he wasn't sure she was ready to hear it. 

"And thank you for the sweaters. I'll make sure you send you a picture of us wearing them once I wrangle Sergio I to his." 

"I can't wait. I figured, you know, for all of the times you got Roxy a gift, I should probably return the favor." 

"Well, that's very considerate of you." There was a moment of silence before Penelope said, “So… Superman, huh?”

Luke groaned and Penelope laughed. “I’m never going to live that down, am I?”

“Oh absolutely not.”

She had thrown her head back when she laughed, which moved her hair and allowed Luke to see the earrings she was wearing. "Your earrings… are they mistletoe?"

She raised a hand to one of them and blushed a bit. "They are, thank you for noticing!" 

Heart racing, he stepped a bit closer. If he had been looking for an opening, this was the best one he could ask for. "So… you've been stuck under the mistletoe all night?"

"Looks like it." She was clearly nervous too, but she made no effort to stop Luke's slow advance toward her. Maybe nervous was the wrong word. She was thrumming with anticipation. 

"So… someone should probably kiss you to release you from this trap before we all go home, right?" Another step toward her, their bodies practically touching now, their voices coming out in whispers so as to not draw the attention of the other party-goers.

"Yes. I'd say someone probably should." 

"And if I were to offer to be the one…" 

"I would ask you if my mistletoe earrings were the only reason you were kissing me." 

"And if I said they weren't?" 

"Then I would ask you what took you so damn long, Newbie. And also to shut up and kiss me." 

Slowly, gingerly, he pressed his lips to hers, as if he was afraid this was all some beautiful dream that would shatter if he came on too strong. When she looped her arms around his neck and held him closer, he knew that wasn't the case, and started moving his lips against hers in earnest. 

They finally broke apart when the need for air became too great. They rested their foreheads against the other's, panting slightly. 

"Merry Christmas, Penelope," he whispered. 

"Merry Christmas, Luke."

#Garvez #Garvez fanfiction #Penelope Garcia #Luke Alvez #Criminal Minds #Criminal Minds fanfiction

[ask-youkokurama]

Yo, Petunia. Weird wolf tamer guy named... something or other. Grum? Gimp? Anyway, said guy with a giant scary wolf is looking for you to trade for some herbs. Asked you to meet him by the beach if you were interested. Whichever beach that is, I didn't think to ask. Anyway, message freakin' delivered. Consider hiring a secretary. ---Yusuke

Petunia? Do you- No, I don't expect you do.

A wolf tamer? No one comes to mind of anyone I might know like that. Interesting that he's requesting herbs.

Where did you cross paths with them? Perhaps they meant the beach nearest where the two of you met? Did he happen to mention what he needed the herbs for?

#kurama #yusuke urameshi #yyh #yyh rp #yu yu hakusho #ask blog

[muse-inn]

Very much like Bishop, Grum has a soft spot for kids and teens. That goes for any kind. Utrom, Salamandrian, Human, Grum just tolerates almost everything when a kid does it without complaints. Let's say an adult human picks the blob up without their consent? They will start screeching and punching with their tentacles like a feral Cthulhu. But the moment a human child or teen picks them up? They just hold still and let the kid drag them around like a lazy lap cat. Children have this 'kid bonus' to Grum. They are adorable and need protection. Even though Grum considers humans weird beings actually, they think their kids are actually cute. That said, they won't tolerate any bad treatment and will actually attack someone mistreating a child or teen without even batting a lid.

They would secretly love to adopt an Utromling. But that heavy sense of guilt for their misdeeds under Kraang Prime's brainwashing and their self-hatred thereof prevents them from going that step.

#Headcanons: Grum

[skooblesleepymaw]

24!!!!

What would you consider your main love language?

I'm doin Grum for this one :0)

"Just hanging out I guess? I dont really know what a love language is...I like cuddling sometimes. Is snuggling a love language?"

#skoobleasks #Grummy Gruncher

[mochiwrites]

AT YOU, KICKS YOUR DOOR DOWN MOCHI OH MY GOD YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES i love me some character whumping

ANYEWAY OH MY GOD YES! ITS BACK! SONGBIRD AU!!! my beloved. my little criture in a jar. For the spookiest of seasonings. AND its the story whos title made me the most 👀👀👀

Grian's spidey sense for danger and weird and creepy is so. It is. Mmm yes. I could like feel the dramatic zoom in on the doorknob and the atmosphere dlkgaagads. I can see the cinematic shot in my mind. it is everything to me and ITS! THE PACING! IT IS SO WELL DONE!!!

god that wrong wrong wrong wrong wrONG part is going to rattle around in my brain forever.

Also I highkey know nothing about taurtis bc this is the first fanfic ive ever seen him in and i havent watched [or whatever it is you do w] yhs?? idk what it is actually at all. but. 👀👀I like him. I feel like i know enough about him to be thoroughly invested in whats making grians spidey senses throw so FAR OFF INTO THE VOID

Also I love a shopping montage that goes from 2000s teen comedy film to late 2000s summer horror flick wowow. The SHOPKEEPER is so CREEPY oh my GOD. is he meant to be cubs old skin I wonder bc I feel like. you mentioned something about Cub which I will not mention here bc i cant remember if it was a mentioned thing on your blog or in our dms but 👀👀I am Eyeing Him. My Eye is Upon him.

AND THEN THE ANXIETY IN A LEG BOUNCE IS JUST DFKLHHSDG THE UP DOWN UP DOWN UP DOWN IS SO GOOD TO GET THE SENTENCE STRUCTURE FOLLOWING THE SAME BOUNCING!!! AH!!! The way it pinpointed the focus of the entire scene is just. magnidficent. I love it so much.

I LOVE HIM JUST GOING TO MR JUMBO HIMSELF AND JUST BEING LIKE "Nope Im in you dont get a choice hi hello" because. AHHHH yes!!! yes!!!!!!!!! force your way in grian!!!! do it!!!! its gonna make a mess and its PERFECT!!!!!!! esp considering the circus fic comes after that and the published chapter has already made a MESS of grian I am OBSESSED.

I need to watch season 7 I need to consume og grumbot back on your grum and jrum. I want to know about the Son. I feel like I never seen mumbo w like. Kids around. I feel like a lot of the fics I see its like Scar and Grian so im like 👀👀👀look at my mumbo man.

I dont want to call it a bit but its 11 pm for me and my brain cant think of what its actually called so the way the bit dies on Mumbos lips as soon as he sees how upset grian is???? is ???????? I am?????/ yes.

G O D i love this!!! There's like this real heart and soul of 'something deeply serious is happening but theres an adventure here too" that makes me want to gnaw on something I love this so much kdslag

MY DOOR !!!!!! HOW DARE !!!!!!!!

fun fact this was supposed to be the second fic that went up but I finished it first sooooo cbfbfbfgf just in time for spooky season >:3c

I had a Little too much fun writing that door scene omg. I’m really trying to work on my horror writing abilities and building up suspense is always my favorite part !!! repeating phrases <3333

and GOD THE SHOP KEEPER PART !!!! all I will say is: good times ahead ;3

that hospital scene is absolutely one of my favorite bits of writing, For Sure. the build up of anxiety and guilt that grian feels, and it accumulates into him barging into mumbo’s house and yelling at him…. it sets a Wonderful stage for dragging gri in and making a mess of things.

I’m super excited to really start to dig into the lore and the happenings of the situation at hand aaaaaaa !!!! but there’s a journey here and we have to walk that journey with the characters and experience it through their eyes and <3333 it’s gonna be really fun !!!!

#mochi speaks #songbird’s blood au #vampire!mumbo #human!grian

[dailygrumbot]

Day 29: Style Week Day 5 - Pokemon

So pokemon is one of my earliest fandoms (not the earliest, but it was an early one.) so I decided to do this as one of the styles in this whole thing. I've done some fusions in the past for fun, so I know the style a little better which helped a lot.

More info stuffs below

And Plusle is there bc I previously had struggled with what team to give Grum. Do I do steel pokemon because he's a robot? There aren't many pokemon relating to building stuff except... ones that I did not want to give him. And some others I considered bc of personal headcanon stuff for him. But then I booted up some old trainer creator games and one had a limited supply of pokemon to give to your trainer. It had a section of pikaclones, and then I realized that Grum and Jrum are red and blue, much like plusle and minun who are also a pair!

Oh yeah, and maybe this Plusle is from Paldea and has terastil- idk how to spell it. Whatever, a steel teratype or whatever.

(speaking of, can't wait to hear more of the new games, though with how long we had to wait for trailer 2, which i think was 2 months, I'm not expecting much. Though they seem to be drip feeding us pokemon one at a time with cyclizar and grafyeaye. Maybe we can get a new regional form shown next time? Like for my baby boy dunsparce)

#grumbot #hermitcraft #dailygrumbot #daily hermit blog #pokemon #plusle #style week #dailygrum #daily-grumbot #daily-grum #daily grumbot #daily grum #reminder that we're only mostly daily