#i lost track how many sideblogs i have

[nancylou444]

I had an idea for a new sideblog and found that one of my current sideblogs had no followers and only two posts.

So I renamed it and gave it a new purpose.

#i lost track how many sideblogs i have #but not anymore #nancy is evil

[navybrat817]

Picture Perfect

Pairing: Motocross!Hal Carter x Female Reader Summary: Your mind drifts as you wait for Hal to show up. Word Count: Almost 1.1k Warnings: Dirty thoughts, light sexual fantasies, reader being a tad shy doesn't stop the mind from wandering, motocross!Hal Carter (he's a warning, okay?) A/N: Seventh day of my Naughty & Nice Nonsense belongs to Cowboy and Belle! "Dirty Thoughts" by Chloe Adams inspired this. I can't wait to share more of this couple. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Banner and moodboard by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Growing up, your mother pushed you to be front and center. She was the reason you auditioned for choir and musicals, even when you told her how nervous performing in front of others made you. You lost count of how many times you almost fainted from nerves. You had talent, but the stage wasn’t for you.

You preferred the quiety beauty of the world around you, which is how you found yourself with a camera in hand. The photos you took were your way of expressing yourself. Your mom has a hard time accepting that you’d rather be in the background instead of the spotlight.

“Still too shy for your own good. After all these years,” your mom told you one day. “Maybe if you put yourself out there, you wouldn’t be single.”

“Or maybe I just haven’t met the right guy,” you argued.

Being a photographer exposed you to a variety of good looking men. Because you took your job seriously, you made it a rule a long time ago to never fall for any clients. Not that a couple didn’t try to flirt. The very few times it happened, you politely diverted their attention back to the task at hand. You wondered if they seemed interested because you didn’t throw yourselves at them.

You thought of some of the girls at the tracks and how open and outgoing they were. You admired that, but that wasn’t who you were. There was nothing wrong with you being a little more reserved.

The right one will see me and appreciate me just as I am.

Maybe someone like Hal Carter.

You may have done a bit of research on him after the race. The videos of his tricks online made you gasp more than once. The man made a name for himself through hard work and grit, but had a good time. It was admirable. The southern charm on top of that, it was easy to see why people called him Cowboy.

While you didn’t belong in the spotlight, he was made for it.

You slightly adjusted the chairs by the viewing table, trying to keep your hands busy. Hal was coming in to view the photos and you had already done two walkthroughs to make sure the studio looked pristine. It surprised you when he made the appointment, half expecting him to want the photos emailed to him.

“Then I wouldn’t get a chance to see your beautiful face, Belle.”

You had no reason to be nervous, but you couldn’t sit still as you made sure the pictures were ready.

One of the best pictures you took was after Hal removed his helmet and waved to the crowd. A wide grin on his handsome face,the messy hair added to his allure. You had no doubt he had the attention of everyone there. Your favorite shot of him was actually the one you took right after. His smile wasn’t as large as the previous, but it somehow looked more genuine.

You didn’t realize until after you developed the photo that he looked right at you as you snapped the frame.

You found yourself staring into his blue eyes before you reminded yourself that it was just a picture.

The seductive gazes aimed your way were never truly for you to begin with. They belonged to your camera. You were simply the vessel who captured the looks for everyone else to see.

Considering Hal likely didn’t even see you until after the race, the look didn’t mean anything.

“Maybe in my dreams,” you muttered before you double checked the time and smiled a little.

Since I can’t hold still, I can blow off some steam.

You still got nervous when you sang in front of a large group of people, but you enjoyed doing it on your own. Maybe you’d even sing to the guy you fell in love with. Pulling up your playlist, you pressed “random” and turned up the volume.

“I get dirty thoughts about you…”

You had to smile, unable to sing the first few lyrics as your cheeks got hot. That would be the song that popped up with Hal stopping by.

“When I’m lonely. All the corners of my mind start racing. Things that should be kept in the basement. Spend my time trying to erase them.”

You’d be lying to yourself if you said you hadn’t thought about his body. The man went straight over to you without his shirt on just to introduce himself. It was only natural that the image of him would pop up later to distract you.

“But when you hold me in the fantasy it’s so convincing.”

At some point, you closed your eyes and began to sway to the beat. Hal was virtually a stranger, but you had a feeling he was an amazing dancer. He’d hold you close and let you feel exactly what you do to him.

“I shouldn’t think the things I’m thinking, but now I’ve gone and let them sink in.”

You couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to kiss him. Would he flash a smile or lick his lips before he closed the gap between the two of you? Maybe he’d slowly coax your tongue into his mouth to massage it with his own. What would it be like to break your own rule and take a chance on a client?

“The more that I push ‘em away the more that you’re stuck in my brain. The more I mentally undress. I confess.”

You wondered how rough Hal’s hands would feel against your skin. Would he be gentle and take his time with you? Or would he pin you down with his strength, careful not to hurt you even if he went feral? Being shy didn’t mean you didn’t want or crave.

You were just quieter about it.

“I get dirty thoughts about you. They get worse when I’m without you. Does that mean that I’m going to hell? Or are you thinking them as well?”

Are you thinking of me, Hal?

You didn’t realize how fast your heart was racing until you checked the time again. You immediately stopped dancing and singing so you could shut the music off. Hal would be there any minute and getting yourself worked up would do you no good, as well as looking unprofessional if he caught you.

You’d tuck those thoughts away for another day.

And if Hal happened to get a glimpse at your performance through the door, it would be his secret for the time being.

I wonder how long Hal will keep that to himself. Hehe. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Hal Carter Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

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[kiatheinsomniac]

✨Hello✨ I really love the AC fics you do along with the other writers who also do AC. Arno Connor and Jacob are my favorites when growing up ❤️ and I feel guilty for ignoring them for 3 years (bc 22 is ending) bc I got back into the franchise 2 months ago and starting play rogue and AC3 after years of waiting

Anyways. I would love to see wolf hybrid!Connor who is very gentle kind and calm with his fem human!s/o who is a precious cinnamon roll that Connor loves and cherishes with his heart. but during mating seasons where his sexual personality gets so bad where he loses control of himself and goes feral and is terrified of hurting his s/o. But she doesn’t mind at all.

(This is my first time requesting NSFW…..if you don’t like this then ignore it and I’ll request something short to make it easy for you)

Modern!Connor not knowing the pocky/peperro challenge and his fem Japanese!s/o telling him about it and wanting to do it. 5 sticks of strawberry pocky later turns into a heat make out session (NSFW if you don’t mind)

──── 𝐑𝐔𝐓 ˊˎ -

☾ ⋆ﾟ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: I went for the wolf hybrid one because that seemed fun hehe. Also thank you for putting your age in your bio! I have it in my rules that I won't take NSFW requests from blogs who don't display their age. I think the monsterfuckery from my sideblog might have bled into this a bit kdhfgsajfhg this is gonna make it look like I read werewolf porn but all this knowledge is acc from fox boys-

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: wolf hybrid! Ratonhnhaké:ton | Connor Kenway x Reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1.0k

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: NSFW content, MDNI, smut, wolf! hybrid Connor, heat cycles, creampies, overstimulation, knotting

The small bedroom was filled with the sounds of Connor’s hips harshly smacking into yours, the squelching of your pussy taking every deep and relentless thrust, your shared sounds of pleasure and Connor’s tail thumping against the mattress beneath you. 

You had lost track of how many times his insatiable fucking had made you come by now, your orgasm a mere tingling feeling in your belly while your abdomen remained taut, walls milking his cock. You could feel the slow trickle of your wetness and his cum down your thighs, spread apart with your ass raised in the air while your face was buried in the pillows, large hands on your hips to bruise your delicate flesh and pull you back onto his dick. 

How did you end up with your sweet boyfriend fucking you within an inch of your life like this? Quite simply put: he was in a rut. He had been avoiding you for days with the most recent change of the season and it worried you. Did you upset him somehow? Did you do something to offend him? 

He had tried to push you away when you approached with quivering hands and teary eyes, unable to bear not knowing what you had done to deserve having him treat you this way and seeing you so upset – yet also teary-eyed and pouty – had been the last test of Connor’s restraint. He had to explain to you that with being a wolf hybrid came… instinctual side effects that he could not hide from. You were such a soft and sweet thing and he had been keeping his distance as he knew the frailty of his restraint in times such as this and the last thing he ever wanted was to hurt you, his precious little lover. Yet, you had grasped his large hand in both of yours and knelt on the bed beside him – which had been all rearranged to resemble more of a nest – and told him that you wanted to be there for him always, no matter what you had to do to help him out. 

He didn’t have the strength to turn you away, thinking with his cock more so than his brain that was telling him to send you away. 

And so here you were, one of his hands leaving your hip in favour of pushing down on your back, sliding over your spine until he could wrap his fingers around the back of your neck and push you down, securing you in such a submissive position while fucking his cum deeper inside of you. He couldn’t help but groan in response to the yelp you let out when his fanged teeth nipped into your shoulder, marking you as his alongside the myriad of love bites and bruises he had already littered your body with. 

“Gonna make you take all I’ve got, gonna give it all to you…” There was an edge of a whine to his voice as his breath fanned hotly over your ear, the weight of his body and his hold on you pinning you down between the mattress. You could only dumbly nod, eyes rolling back into your head at all the immense pleasure as you reached back to weave your fingers messily through his dark and damp hair. It had been half-tied back to start off with and yet you could feel no band in it now as you tangled dark locks around your fingers and pushed your palm up even higher to scratch the ears atop his head. You could feel how his body shuddered against you in response to your touch and how his hips faltered. “All of it… please? Please, will you let me?” You put your blind trust into Connor and nodded your head against the pillows, feeling where your hair was sticking to your face with sweat. 

“Yes, yes, Ratonhnhaké:ton, please, yes!” You let out breathlessly and felt one of his arms wrapped around your waist to hold you flush against his body as his cock continued to bully into you, stroking past your sweet spot and ramming into your cervix with each thrust. You let out a whimper when a pinch of pain – nothing too discomforting – underlied his harsh fucking and you suddenly realised how he felt so much bigger inside of you than before. “C-Connor?” You asked in a wavering voice. 

“I know, I know, just need to…” You yelped when he suddenly bottomed out into you, his cock feeling impossibly thick at its base and yet the sensation was soothed by the feeling of his hot cum pouring stickily into your used hole. There was so much more of it than before and you felt more full than you ever could have imagined with his cock stopping anything from escaping where your bodies met. You pushed yourself up on shaky forearms but Connor’s body pushed you back down as he rested enough of his weight on you to keep you down but not enough to crush you. You could feel the fur of his tail as it slowly wagged behind him, tickling your thighs as it did so. “Don’t-” His words were divided by panted breaths, “-try to get up… Need to let it go down first…” 

“Did you… did you knot me?” You asked quietly, voice weak from the previous activities as you allowed yourself to go utterly limp beneath him. 

“‘M sorry…” He nuzzled into the back of your neck, tip of his cock feeling so oversensitive at being buried so deep in your pulsing walls still. 

“No, no, it’s alright…” You murmured, “Just surprising is all, I didn’t think that you meant… I mean I didn’t think that you could even do that…” You let out a small laugh and he pouted as he hid his face in your hair out of embarrassment. Once more you reached back to pet his hair and ears. 

“Feeling better though?” 

“Much.” He replied, relief heavy in his voice, “Thank you, my love.” 

“No need to thank me. I’m always here to help, no matter what it is you need…” 

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[manifestmerlin]

Part 3 of the @jackplushie automation au ideas!

EDIT: pssst if you liked this I made a sideblog for twst writing, @scertifiedsavanaclawstan! So go follow me over there!

Octavinelle

(Why did this get so long?? I don't even like Octavinelle that much?? Wtf happened?? Also sorry Jade you got front loaded with a lot of the background info for your bro)

Octavinelle Management, as their name suggests, focuses on bots that help people manage things, whether intangible like finances or stocks, or physical things like your house.

Azul bots are here to manage your finances. Need to keep track of your business expenses? Can't do your taxes on your own?

Well then Azul is perfect for you! Please just let him handle *everything*.

Besides, he loves it! Your Azul loves having control over the situation, and he'll handle it well, you have no need to fear.

He especially likes having control over others, whether that be you through your finances, or... his fellow androids.

Azul has gotten quite proficient at managing things other than just finance after all, and if any other bot needs his help well...

All it costs is him *borrowing* some of their code. A singing module here... a chemical manufacturing module there...

It all builds up rather quickly. But it's fine, all it means is that there's more he can do for you.

Keep him by your side and he can do everything for you. And if not? He hates to cry, it's bad for his circuits.

Jade, your Jade, is part of a popular pair of butler bots. Perfectly identical but mirrored, while most Leech pairs work just fine, some... modifications left this pair acting unnervingly.

Jade was supposed to be the more composed of the two, but he wound up more on the... unsettling end, his brother was supposed to be cheery but was prone to violent mood swings instead.

They were declared defective and sold to an individual with an interest in gladiatorial games, and few concerns about sending servant bots into combat.

After some initial training however, Jade was deemed less suited to combat than his brother by his own design? and so remained as a servant for their master.

Of course, that didn't mean Jade sat on his hands the whole time. The masters house employed a great many androids, including some more privy to details of the arena than he was.

One notable feature of the Leech twin butlers is that they're capable of transmitting and extracting information between each other through eye contact alone.

Most androids cant interface with each other so easily for security reasons, but by... manipulating this design detail, Jade became quite proficient at ripping truth from his targets heads.

Of course, eventually his brother lost in the arena, and was sent to be scrapped. Jade's modifications, as well as his unique connection to his brother let him override any commands from his master to stay.

He instead took his brother to get repaired, discretely, and that's how he found you.

It was nice to be in a place where he could be united as he should, and you weren't that bad either.

So please do let them stay, if anything were to come in the way of your happiness, and by extension theirs well...

He would be sure to handle it.

Floyd, your Floyd, was the one sent to the arena. With the promise that he could be reunited with his brother... as long as he won the tournament.

That was enough for his varying enthusiasm to switch to always on, and he trained day in and day out.

He quickly became one of the stars of the games for his sheer brutality, his opponents rarely wound up scrapped after his matches, because there was already so little of them left.

Floyd, like his brother, made use of his unique eyes to mess with other androids, although instead of taking information, Floyd used his eyes to inject malicious code into his opponent's targeting systems.

He almost never got hit in his matches, until he finally lost.

As he fought against the king of beasts, the ground beneath him turned to dust, and he lost his footing, just once.

But once was enough for all his limbs to quickly disintegrate.

He would have been scrapped if his brother hadn't saved him, but eventually he was fixed, by you!

And boy does Floyd like you! Unless he's in one of his moods he's probably hanging around you or his brother, that's how much you mean to him!

You're so small compared to him (I mean probably, have you seen him?? Plus when you fixed up his legs he asked you to make him a bit taller so he could tease Jade about it) so he's got to be the one to keep you safe.

Don't worry, he picked up a lotta tricks in the arena, so he's got you covered little shrimpy~

#twisted wonderland #automation au #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech #twst #honestly these might keep getting long im scared qioudqi #lotta ideas for scarabia #slightly less so for pome #and then big lore dump mcgees ignihyde

[silversims]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to simblrs whose sims you adore ^^

Tumblr still doesn't let sideblogs send asks, so I tag anyone and everyone who wants to gush about their babies 💜💜💜

Now, in keeping with the last ask like this...

5 facts about Aurora Rose Mist-Crystal, AU edition!

1: She has zero knowledge of her birth family, and wants to keep it that way. Her name was chosen by the firefighters who found her in their baby drop-off box, and both Nebula and Lemon liked it enough to keep it. (her Sims 3 counterpart was the daughter of a poly-am trio of founders in Gen 1, and their names are long lost to time)

2: She never knew her Grandparents. Biologically she obvs doesn't, but Nebula's parents disowned him for staying on Maxis, and Lemon's had passed away before she was born. While she doesn't necessarily miss knowing them, she does perhaps spoil any (great) grandkids she gets a little too much to make up for not having grandparents of her own.

3: She was on track to do something Athletic with her life (probably soccer) when there was a job fair at her high school in the Springs, and the military recruiter, seeing Nebula with her, gave her information on the Occult Division. It was the source of many, many, many arguments in the Mist home at first, but Roro stood her ground and never regretted it.

4: Cadence is both a big sister and mother figure to her; anything Ro couldn't go to her Dads about (which was a lot, go figure), Cadence was more than willing an able to help with, be it physical issues her Dads didn't share, first date jitters, or even how to propose to Opal years down the line, big sis was there. (and, in this AU, remains with the family for...generations to come.)

5: perhaps in parallel to Opal and Calcite being close, she and Amber have a very special bond. They would often be found in the backyard stargazing together, and through many a long conversation Ro would help Amber to figure out her dream and to temper her expectations with caution just a little bit. Though Ro doesn't live long enough to see her great-granbaby off to Selva, Amber credits her survival to Granny Ro teaching her to be wise.

#Anonymous #asks #crystal asks #au: stranger skies #au: road without end

[cosmicstarlatte]

Omg mammon my loveeee. Yeah Satan recently joined bc of NB. I didn't play the og much bc it confused me sm lol. I like the rhythm part to NB but I do kinda suck at it. Mammon refuses to come home 😭 I have fuckin two UR+/UR Lucifer. UR Levi. UR Satan even UR Luke but no Mammon 😭😭

Yes yesss spicy cove 👀👀 the wedding night one was top tier. I'm ecstatic. I haven't done the dlc of the others bc I'm so committed LOL but I know they're amazing.

I just like my men angry n mean but soft to me. Lucifer got me bc he's all untouchable but in certain stories he's all for touching etc. I'm downnn.

Yeah TokyoRev is pain but it ended in the way I wanted in the manga lol

My bestie looooves rengoku. Uzui is sooo handsome but I'm greedy. Can't share n I'm not sorry lmaooo. Sanemi is my boo thang I'll love him forever!!!!

- Angsty Anon

yeah the game takes a little getting use to but the guides I looked at made it a little easier c: I still love & hate the whole rhythm thing, I'm just so bad at them & usually skip them. 😭 I hope he comes home soon to you! That was me & Lucifer I lost track of how many pulls i did in the beginning to get him. ...I did splurge a bit but it was a bday present to myself at the time. Then i saw the leveling system & regretted it. Still stuck. 🥲🥲🥲

Okay now I know I really have to get the wedding dlc then!! I'm gonna be a CHANGED person after, I know it, & Im gonna blame you!! 😆

alakdjfglfjsjdklsj Lucifer will always be a pathetic bb girl & no one can tell me otherwise!!

I'm glad Tokyo Rev ended how you wanted :) sometimes it sucks when it goes a different direction than what you want but whatever the mangaka says, goes. 😭 *me watching gege evily rn tho*

& ur bestie has good taste, rengoku is so cute & precious but like also so strong & ugh he's a little ray of sunshine! 😭 LMAOO I'm glad u know what u want! & what u like!! 😌

edit: I ended up going on a rb spree on my sideblog bc of cove LMAO

#Sigh...Cove ♡ #✩ — the star: angsty anon!

[badassxbirdy]

March Activity Update (Pinned post)

It’s time once again for an activity update! If you’re new here: these (usually) monthly posts help me to keep track of what the frick I’ve been doing, particularly when tumblr breaks or the brainfog strikes. The last few months have been bonkers, so we’ve missed a few. That being the case, this update includes things posted or in drafts for December, January, and February. Everything else can be found in previous monthly updates under this tag.

The full activity update (along with OOC house keeping) is below the cut. Bold text = links.

If you want to see all IC interactions without the other stuff, click here. If you’d like to start something new, there are opens, memes, and the wishlist, or you can just hit up the DM’s. You can also add Ty on Wire for IC texting.

Now onto the update!

OOC Housekeeping:

I have a biiiiig queue posting over the coming week or so. Thank you all for your patience while I got things sorted. ❤️

If you can’t trim our thread, please let me know so that I can fix it. A lot of my access is on mobile, so the extensions get a bit iffy at times.

I’ve lost the login for Ty’s discord. 🤦‍♀️ If you want to reach me, whether that’s IC or OOC, then tumblr DM’s or Ty’s Wire are the best ways.

My todo list for Ty’s blog is absurdly long, but I’m getting started with updating rpthreadtracker. I’m on a mission to get it updated and check in with folks this week!

Lots of OOC madness happening, but the most positive one is this: I’ve moved! 🥳 After 2+ years of trying, I’m out of the HMO bedroom I’ve been in, and into an accessible flat. Still in my beloved city and actually in a bit more of a convenient location.

I’m much better since my hospital stay. Follow up appointments still to come which I’ll no doubt post about on the ooc sideblog, but overall things are moving in the right direction. Thank you for the kind messages during that alarming few days. ❤️

Threads, replies, and other IC interactions:

(In alphabetical order by username)

At the motel (drafted) - @demcnsinmymind

Car trouble (queued) - @demcnsinmymind (and I’ll just be over here crying about Sasha)

Serial killer ghosts (drafted) - @derschwarzeengel

Making their escape (link) - @derschwarzeengel

Starter from @demonstigma (link)

Jeremy/Jonathan meet Hyde!Ty (queued) - @harkcr

Ty is very confused by Wednesday (queued) - @hvbris

Meeting the Captain (link) - @hvbris

FBI!Fish babysits human!Ty (queued) - @imprvdente

Image meme starter for @indyflanery (queued)

Boring bucket list (link) - @innerwar (Lucius)

Monster encounter (queued) - @lcbcshcart

Demon problems (link) - @magaprima

Ty is angy and Proteus is bby (link) - @nightiingaled

“I was just trying to help” (link) - @normallyxstranger (Casey)

Under pressure (link) - @normallyxstranger (Casey)

“Get down!” (link) - @normallyxstranger (Mason)

“Does it still hurt?” (queued) - @normallyxstranger (Mason)

“Are you following me?” (link) @normallyxstranger (Jamie)

Low expectations (link) - @normallyxstranger (Jamie)

How many fingers? (link) - @normallyxstranger (Tabitha)

Banishment gone wrong (link) - @normallyxstranger (Victor)

Lost in the compound (queued) - @razorfst

“Guess I’ll drink my sorrows away.” (link) - @sanguinelupus

Kiara to the rescue! (link) - @thatevester

Meeting Teine (link) - @timelxrd-victorious

Headcanon, dash games, and assorted silliness:

Character arc dash game: romance/friendship arc (link)

They’re a 10 but… (link, link, and link)

Da bby is growing up. 🥹 (link)

“BUT WHAT IF YOU’RE PEEING?” (link) (Okay, I take it back, she isn’t growing up that much.)

Holy water + humidifier (link)

Holy water + candles (link)

Teaching Eli about human things be like: (link)

When main!verse Ty gets to let out some of her darker side: 👍👌👌👍👌👀💖 (link)

Peanut the Racoon! Expect him to be riding shotgun in Ty’s car until further notice. (link)

90’s icon on 90’s icon violence ☠️ (link, link, and link)

Ty’s Christmas mischief, featuring gifts and assorted nonsense. (link)

I think that's everything, but if I've missed something then please do let me know. Stay safe, lovely people!

#activity update #pinned post #badassxqueue

[redhoodedjaybird]

Transcript of thread transferred from flightforthefallen sideblog under cut

@nerdybirdboy:

Noticing that his brother left the living area, Tim chirped and ran after him. Being the only family he had left, he was usually glued to his side. *Where are we going?* he asked, speaking to Jay telepathically as usual. If he thought he was going to be able to sneak away on his own, he was mistaken. Not that Tim disliked the adults they shared colony with, but they were not family. Not like Jay, and he therefore preferred to stay with his brother.

“It doesn’t feel safe here,” Jay answered, not wanting to scare his little brother, but since they’d lost the rest of their family, Jay had been constantly on edge, afraid that the bounty hunters would come back again.

Jay was the older of the two, but he was still young by their species’ standards. Even so, now that he was in his teens, that made him much more desirable to the hunters, since they could get a much higher price for him now if they captured him, and Jay felt like he was counting down the days until the inevitable happened.

“They said we have moved far away from humans,” Tim replied back, not sure how far away any human settlement might be, though he knew that they had been heading north and that apparently less people lived there.

The thought of the bounty hunters coming again, of them taking Jay too, made his stomach feel like ice. Without waiting for his brother’s approval, he grabbed his hand. “You wouldn’t leave without me, would you?” Tim asked anxiously, not wanting to be left on his own. He wasn’t even sure he would be allowed to stay if Jay disappeared, since he was still seen as a nestling and therefore perceived as mostly useless. He probably wasn’t supposed to know that, but he did and he disagreed in his usefulness. He could be plenty useful, even if he couldn’t fly.

The hand grabbing onto his made Jay stop in his tracks, the question making his heart hurt.

“No. Of course not,” he replied, turning to face his younger brother and crouching down a little to look Tim in the eyes to reassure him, even though there had been moments where the fleeting idea of finding an adult they could trust who would be better at protecting and taking care of Tim than Jay felt he was able to, but it was never something he’d put serious consideration into because he could never abandon him like that.

After a moment, Jay moved to hug his brother, to offer more reassurance.

“I’m not leavin’ you, I promise” he repeated. “I’m just... scared. That’s all. After everythin’, I... I don’t wanna lose you too.”

Tim met his brother’s eyes and saw nothing but care in them. A part of him had worried that Jay would leave him since Jay had reached the age where he was beginning to be able to participate in the adult world while Tim still had many years left until then.

When Jay hugged him, he happily returned the gesture and his wings fluffed up involuntarily in response to his emotions. Not that they weren’t fluffy on their own, since they were still mostly down, but like this, they looked like little clouds protruding from his back.

“I’m scared too…” Seeing their parents getting captured still gave him bad dreams and probably would continue to do so for many years. “You won’t lose me and if you disappear, I’ll find you. I’ll never give up,” he promised.

As Jay hugged his little brother, his own wings moved instinctively to surround them both in a protective manner. Jay’s wings weren’t as fluffy as Tim’s anymore, and they’d darkened in colour now that he was older, but the more defined feathers were still soft to the touch.

“I’m gonna do everythin’ in my power to make sure that never happens, okay? I’m gonna protect you... protect us both, I swear, and I’m gonna find us somewhere safe where we won’t ever have to worry about hunters again.”

Jay didn’t know if he could keep that promise as much as he wanted to, but he’d try regardless so that he could give Tim as much of a sense of safety as he was physically able. Even if it meant Jay hiding his own fear and how much he was struggling with the trauma of losing their parents.

Tim felt rather than saw when his brother’s wings surrounded them. He liked that, it always made him feel calmer, more at home. Of course he knew that Jay’s wings couldn’t protect him against any threats, but it still made him feel that way. Maybe it would change as he grew older?

Pulling away a little, he looked at Jay, a serious expression on his face. “I know you will, but as long as you don’t leave me on purpose, that’s enough.” Tim was young, but he was smart and the hunters had made him fully realise that nowhere was truly safe and no one could promise they would be there forever. Their parents had, but they were gone now. “We need to keep an eye out for each other.” He wasn’t the best fighter, but he was quick and saw everything, so he would help in the best way he could to keep them both safe.

Of course Jay hoped it was enough, but he couldn’t shake the gnawing feeling that something bad could happen at any moment, leaving him unable to relax even for a moment.

He didn’t know that he felt that way because it was a response to trauma. He didn’t understand much about mental health or how being traumatized like that could have a direct and lasting effect on it. All Jay knew was that he felt like he had to be on guard constantly to protect his little brother, regardless of his problems and whether he was struggling to cope.

“Okay,” he conceded, nodding as his gaze fell to the floor for a moment. “And I’m not gonna leave you, alright?”

#bird!jay:tim:001 #v:caged birds

[nazmazh]

So, I know this is going to sound a little bit heretical, but I am going to give a little bit of praise to tumblr's recommendation/exploration system

Now, before you break out the torches and pitchforks, hear me out!

My blog got apparently hacked and then deleted a couple of days ago. There was nothing Tumblr could do about that, apparently.

And that, ...well, it sucks.

But if that's what the situation is, well, then, so be it.

So that meant remaking my blog and sideblog and whatnot. And so that's what I've been doing.

The biggest problem though, is rebuilding the list of people/blogs that I was following. Like sure, I remember a bunch of ones I interacted with pretty frequently - Mutuals that were regularly active, prominent accounts, etc.

But I had my account for 10 years, that's a long time, accumulating blogs that I followed. And sure, many of the oldest ones have fallen by the wayside, but many others were still there, just not always at the tip of my tongue (I've always been a bit of a digital hoarder, reluctant to ever "clean out" my follow/friends lists, even if, like someone hasn't logged into Steam in 10 years).

Some people change their URLs like their linens, so the name I associate with them might be three or more changes out of date.

Some people had names that I remember the vague idea of, but not the specific phrasing. Let alone specific spellings and numbers.

Some people have blogs that aren't easily searchable - Either accidentally or by design.

Some people didn't post much that on their own that I can clearly remember, but liked and reblogged a lot of my posts, so despite them being wonderful, their names didn't stick as hard as other people's

Sometimes my brain just plain fumbles things and utterly forgets someone that I really ought to remember.

So I've been scrambling, trying to remember names, trying to even get close enough that search can find them (which doesn't work as well with most people's normal accounts - which generally don't have huge followings. Occasionally, I'll get a flash of insight and remember someone that I'm hoping to find back. Occasionally, I'll get lucky and someone who was following both me and someone I haven't been able to find yet will reblog something from them.

Bit by bit, I'm slowly carving my comfortable little corner of the internet back out. It's not quite the same. I can't be quite as cozy knowing there's people out there I've lost track of.

So, now we come to the heresy:

The explore / recommended for you sections have actually been pretty useful in finding some of those stray accounts. It's not perfect, and there is a lot of wading through blogs I'm not necessarily interested in, but it has helped me find several of the blogs I was looking for. Some were kinda low-hanging fruit that I probably would have realized eventually, sure. But others have been people that I'm genuinely grateful to have been nudged towards.

I guess their algorithm or whatever is pretty decent at figuring out my weird little intersection of interests and finding back people that line up well with that, which happen to be people I used to follow or followed me.

And yes - Further heresy, some of those recommendations are people I hadn't been following/aware of. But y'know what? They absolutely are up my alley, so sure, I'll give 'em a follow.

And yeah, I guess this means once this initial flurry has settled down, I'll maybe check those recommendations with some intermittent frequency.

Now, the part I feel will be least controversial, because it complains about these things they've done:

I'm quite unhappy that in losing my account, I've lost all my grandfathered-in structural rules, and that now, my account auto-defaults to the "For You" feed instead of the "Following" feed. And that "For You" is locked to be the first tab and always on, even if you have the other tabs disabled.

I'm grumpy about how my "Following" feed will still get people I'm not following in it - Though I'm led to believe that should decrease the longer I'm around and the more content I'm already following.

I utterly loathe that they make you follow several tags (annoying but not bothering anyone personally) and several blogs before you even have a chance to get yourself set up - IIRC, it wouldn't even let you search for specific blogs to follow there, just what they recommended - So I'd just be some rando blank blog that showed up in the mentions of these people and then disappeared when I inevitably unfollowed to curate my feed my own way. PLUS, even if I could look for my faves again, would I want to follow them as a blank new blog (that I was lucky enough to get my name back on)? Would I just look like another bot to them? Would I look specifically like a bot that's somehow trying to fake being someone they recognize? (At least there's a bypass whole process to this if you open a new tab/window of tumblr).

I'm quite unhappy about how obtrusive the "push algorithmically-determined content" drive is. Because honestly, if they just left it somewhere unintrusive and framed it as "Hey, would you like to look for some other people that would probably fit well in your feed?", it probably wouldn't ruffle nearly so many feathers as it has.

But no.

For whatever reason, they make it mandatory and override user preferences.

Circling back to that "curate your feed thing" that I mentioned - You know what would actually be a good use of those dashboard tabs - Customizable ones. Not just Following/Tags/Popular/etc. But ones that you could use to make lists of specific groups of blogs you're following so that you can focus on something if you're in the mood for it, or looking for your favourite bunch of posters, or if you want to follow some spicy blogs, keep them from popping into your main feed when you're using mobile, and have a list that's dedicated to them, or at least, allows them in the main feed only during specific times/circumstances.

Greater customization and curation of your own feed! Wouldn't that be wonderful!?

The control over my feed was what I loved so much about tumblr compared to pretty much any other social media site. But enshittification is what it is, and tumblr certainly is falling prey to it - Albeit at a slower rate than some other sites, for sure. If they were among the first sites to actually take steps to push back against it, they might have a pretty solid hook.

But I suppose that is easier said from here than done from their HQ.

But, like, they could try something, right? Anything?

[PS: Please re-follow me if that stupid account deletion means I lost track of you but you're somehow seeing this. I'm not dead! If you still want to, that is - No pressure!]

[PPS: New followers of course welcome, assuming they're not, like, awful people :P]

#tumblr #tumblr stuff #rebuilding my blog #enshittification

[nidailylife]

8.13.2023. I feel like i keep venting too much on my main blog, forgetting i have this sideblog.

My main blog is supposed to be about fandom stuff. ...Unfortunately, a lot of my meltdowns and mental crisises are about famdom stuff. (I dont have too much else in my life. Too much social anxiety.) I must be scaring people on my fandom blog. No wonder even some of my favorite arists blocked me. 😥

Maybe i just need to get back to journaling offline. But it can be a hassel to boot up my computer. And once i turn it on, i often forget to turn it off. It's going to wear out too soon. Sometimes it's just easier to write on Tumblr. It's been so much more dependable than other apps I've tried in the past. Apps that lost everything when my phone died. Like all those notes i took of my symptoms when the pandemic first started. I wish i could still reference those. So many habit trackers that just got bugs and messed up my notes too. Tumblr is just more reliable. And it's not like I'm followed by non-bots anyway (except for maybe like 2 or 4 people). Maybe i should just have a private Tumblr for my journalling and venting. But i never remember the passwords for private sideblogs. And writing my hand is unsustainable for me. There's always too much i want to write and not enough stamina in my hands.

Anyway, i got really annoyed over a fictional character, almost for the entirity of yesterday. I dont want to delete my ranting posts, because those are important personal fandom records for me. But it's also pretty ridiculous, embarassing, and unnecessarily hostile. But you cant Archive tag search private posts. So i went back and hid all my ranting posts under cuts. I just hope leaving my rants posted publically doesn't make me the infamous crazy fangirl they talk about behind my back or on other platforms. ...But it's alwaysba possibikity because I AM a crazy fangirl.

I just feel so stuck as an artist, when all i want to draw and make merch for is my OTP...but Ive probably destroyed my reputation in the fandom. I can't be confident about opening an online shop or selling stickers or especially networking and advertising my art/merch, when i know the fandom i make art for, probably hates me, ON TOP of my illustration skills being objectively bad. But "small business artist" is my only career/financial option right now. And I'm destroying it by expressing my fandom.

The other day, someone poated a list of things to do to have a good reputation online, for small business artists, or maybe it was for people in general. One point was to not post opinions about anything (especially political). I'm a human being. Is that really possible to do?

I keep thinking about rebranding, separating my past fangirl self from my art business. But i hit a wall when i realized almost all my art is attached to my fandoms. Even if i changed my online name brand, it'd be too easy to anyone to find my art also on my art blog or fangirling blog, then realize i eas that crazy fangirl with a ruined reputation. How can i feel confident, sinking hundreds of dillars, making merch out of my fanart, and then advertising it to the corresponding fandom communities, when even a rebrand may not save me. I used to be so hopeful that a rebrand could free me from all my worries. But if you need to advertise your art, it's too easy to use that very art to track my old identity. I really feel trapped and stuck, and unable to move.

...But i guess that's usual with my frequently catastrophizing brain. I still dont know what to do tho. Im still too afraid to open that online shop or advertise my merch.

I think about rebranding to only my original art, cut ties with fandom when it comes to my small art business. But I've watched too many marketing vids to know that not piggybacking off a preexisting community, is the opposite of smart. ...but ive ruined my rep with them...i think...

Just feeling trapped. Paralyzed. Too afraid.

And journalling on Tumblr. Tho even that is stressing me out, in a way, too, i guess.

#journaling #blogs #processing thoughts #artist problems #small business artists #venting #fandomfrictionfracas

[spikeinthepunch]

i really wanna pull back to my website. i think i lost track of my initial "personal website" hype as at the time, while i was all excited to get on it and did have fun, i wasnt in a great place? mainly in terms of having a social circle online. which i think is important to think about. social media pulls you in by the interaction- quick ability to chat, pass around posts with rts or rbs, like them. the reason many get stuck to it is because of that- you want interactions. especially as an artist or any creator you are likely posting with the intent of gaining an audience. and so looking for validation in the form of interaction is common.

this is 100% something i fall into. and even more so, i have lacked a circle of people to call friends online esp after my rp. i have mutuals. mutuals who are all lovely! but lets be real, how many of you do i talk to in PMs or on discord?? probably 1% of you, and its no problem with you.... i just find it harder to connect online than ever before. unless i get overly passionate with mutuals i have strong interests with, and more of them go out of their way to openly interact (talking on reblogs, replying on posts), its unlikely i will figure out how to connect either. aside from it potentially being my problem, i do think social media normalizes 'passive interaction'. a simple reblog and nothing more, quiet tags in a post, just a like, never sending asks (or doing so on anon).

back when i wass 10-14 online, it seemed easy. i think when youre younger there is more excitement to have online friends, and kids can often be just... more boisterous online as its a space where you can be yourself for real. i never stopped being myself online, i just find myself tired, busy, or having trouble engaging with exciting fandoms like i used to because im aware of how toxic some can be. so it wasnt until late last year where the ball started rolling- i started actually making connections with people through single-malt-sctoch esp after some joined my mc server. majority were from my sideblog and thus enjoyed that fandom. suddenly it was like i was back in mindcrack from my earliest days on tumblr. id never gained such an active group of mutual connections, and thus friends.

thats what i realized i was missing in order to purely dive into the personal website life i think. if i were to go off to my website and have no friends then im just isolated, or pulled back to social media in order to feed myself with social interactions (which direct one are far and few in between- usually still just rt's, likes, etc which arent actually satisfying in the end) . of course i will still be here sharing my art, esp for the sideblog i am actively making stuff for. and ill still attempt things like youtube etc and share projects! but it helped to realize not being able to have friends i could contact in places like discord was making it hard for me to focus on the site. of course i want to socialize, but it is hard to do so when you cant make obvious connections, and as hard as it was trying to step into actually gaining more than just mutuals, its happened and i really want to utilize that.

#me @ me can you ever make a short post for literally anything lol

[nancylou444]

Oh how I amuse myself.

#nancy being silly #i lost track how many sideblogs i have #but not anymore

[navybrat817]

Breathe

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: Steve was your world. That would never change. Word Count: 850 Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, choking, feels, slight angst, possessive behavior, soft!dark Steve Rogers (to be safe), Nomad Steve (c’mon, he’s a warning) A/N: First of seven Drabbles revolved around choking of some kind. Starting with Nomad Steve. I had every intention of making this smut and it ended up laced with feels. Sorry?

Written on my phone and not beta read, so any and all mistakes are absolutely my own!

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I do not consent to have my work posted on any third party site or app. If anyone sees my work anywhere but here or archiveofourown under my same username, it has been reposted without my permission. 18+ Please!!! By reading this, you agree that you are at least 18 years old. Enjoy, lovelies!

Days were both meaningless and precious when you were on the run. You lost track of which safehouse you were at, but it didn't matter. Steve made it clear that you wouldn't be there for long. While so many things changed, some remained the same. Like the fact that he was in charge. And you were just along for the ride.

You felt him at your back as you stood at the foot of the bed, his lips against your ear. Your clothes were long gone, keeping you vulnerable as he stayed dressed. "Do you regret following me?"

The words were like a cold breeze against your skin, making you shiver. "Would you care if I left?"

Without warning, his hand moved up and wrapped around your neck. You weren't afraid as your body hummed with arousal. How was it that you felt alive when he could choke the life out of you? "You think I'll let you walk away from me?"

You exhaled through your nose when he squeezed a little tighter. There was no leaving him. He burned the bridge the moment you crossed to his side. "What do you want from me?" you whispered. The team was splintered. Maybe it always had been. But you chose Steve when it came down to it. Wasn't that enough?

"Everything."

Your back hit the mattress in the blink of an eye, giving you a chance to inhale as he released you. You knew not to make a sound as he unbuckled his pants, your legs falling open as you met his piercing gaze. He stroked himself, his cock hard and angry, before he climbed over you.

"I have given you everything," you reminded him.

His lips met yours, gently biting down on your bottom lip once you kissed him back. It was a silent demand for entry, licking into your mouth as you complied. And wasn't that just like you to fall in line with the orders he gave?

He seemed to breathe your air into his lungs as his hand moved between your thighs. Pressing two firm digits against your soaked hole, he easily plunged them in. Pushing his palm against your clit, he languidly drew his fingers in and out. He worked you expertly, telling you without words who you belonged to. And he didn't break the kiss until you whimpered.

"You chose me," he breathed against your lips, a hand moving to your neck again as sparks shot through your body. You trembled when his fingers curled, pleasure climbing as you didn't dare look away. "But do I really have you?"

You once imagined a quiet life with Steve, like you two discussed before things went to hell. But that was a dream. You woke up to reality with a different man. Or had he always been this way beneath the surface? A man in need of control who got off on the power he could wield?

"You have me," you mouthed when he took his fingers out, the blunt head of his cock replacing them.

"You still love me?"

"Always," you whispered. No matter what, you would always love him.

He eased in slowly, your muscles giving the way they always did. Your cunt eagerly sucked him in, trying to forget about the fractured world around you. Shuddering as he began to thrust, you focused on the light pressure of the fingerless gloves against your throat. The roar of your blood drowned everything else out, except for him. Your Steve.

"I can't let you go," he grunted as he set a relentless rhythm. "You're all I have left."

Pinned beneath him, you were trapped. But you didn't want to leave the cage he built. It was the only home you knew now. Clawing at his shoulders as you lifted your hips, you reminded yourself that you were his home, too.

"I love you so much it hurts," he admitted, his thumb brushing your delicate skin.

The fire in your gut threatened to burn you alive, your head spinning as his hips sped up. You swallowed against his hand as he squeezed, your pulse picking up rapidly. You had enough air in your lungs to still be present… to be with him.

"And I won't let them take you from me."

"Steve," you exhaled, his long, deliberate strokes beginning to unleash a tidal wave of need.

"Ever," he growled.

Pleasure crashed through you as he pushed in deep and you didn't try to fight it. You welcomed every ounce of it, even as you gasped for breath. Stars swam across your vision as your fluttering walls clamped down, urging him to finish. The fingers on your throat let go the moment he did, allowing you to inhale as he coated your insides. He finally looked at peace.

Breathing out your name, he pressed open mouthed kisses along your neck. His beard scratched over your pulse as he kept his face buried there. "Do you regret following me?" he asked again.

Letting out a shaky breath, you closed your eyes. "No."

Everything began and ended with him. Everything.

#navybrat writes #steve rogers x you #soft!dark steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers imagine #choking kink #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x female reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans x you

[serabellymrph]

RpThreadTracker - A TLDR Guide

So, since my xKit Rewritten tldr guide went pretty well, I'm opting to do a little guide on something else that's really helped me keep track of threads, which is rpthreadtracker. This will just be a one-post psa/guide on how to use it and why I highly recommend it over other tracking methods. It works really well on mobile, too--hooray mobile users! I have done methods myself such as filling out a form every time I start a new thread, keeping a google doc, all that thing, and they all suffer from one key issue: I FORGET TO UPDATE WHEN I GET A REPLY OR NOTIFICATION.

What rpthreadtracker does is it takes out the middleman when it comes to Tumblr: notifications. No more relying on Tumblr's notifications/your replies getting lost in notifications. You will still have to be diligent for @ mentions for starters or the like, or threads you haven't added yet to the tracker; however, that is the ONLY time you will have to worry about it. Once you make your first reply, the tracker does all the work for you.

But wait--I run multiple blogs across multiple accounts! That's too many thread tracker accounts to track!

Well--in RPThreadTracker's case, sideblogs and main blogs are treated all the same. You make an account, and that's just your hub. This works for both multimuse and single-muse blogs, and can work if you have a mixture of both.

It's pretty simple to add characters. The character's full name goes in the first, you won't ever have to change the platform as it only works for Tumblr, and the character url identifier is your blog name.

Adding threads is just as simple:

You select the character from the dropdown (identified by both character name and blog name) to link that thread to that specific character. The title's just for you, I often pick memorable titles for it, usually something to do with the prompt if it was an ask, or the theme of it.

Post ID is where it gets a little more complex. When someone has answered your sent ask, this number needs to be the post ID of YOUR reply, not theirs. This is sort of where it gets a little hinky; you'll have to either draft that ask right away, or reply to it right away. I recommend drafting it, then filling out everything except the post ID in this section. What this will do is mark it as "awaiting starter" in your tracker (you can also do this for asks you've been sent and are in your drafts--just add all the necessary content minus the Post ID, and you'll know which ones you owe) and you can still track it until you update it.

Partner URL Identifier just allows you to filter away any notifications that are not of the partner you're writing with. For multi-person threads, this won't be useful, but if you find people tend to reblog your RP posts (or you don't care if they do), then you'll want to fill this out. This means that it'll only track when THAT partner reblogs your post, and no one else. This can be great if you post an open starter and a few people reply off the same post; you can have multiple tracks for different muns, and keep up with each interaction without having to have separate threads for them (you may want to, though).

Description and Tags are self-explanatory. I sometimes like to tag mine with the different memes, or when I start archiving threads, I'll mark them as Completed or Dropped so I can sort my archived threads (as I archive threads for a few months before untracking them in case the mun returns and does want to continue--I just no longer consider them 'active' threads).

Now--your dashboard:

This is a great, at-a-glance view of where you're sitting threadwise. This can tell you whether maybe you need to slow down on your threads, or whether you're doing okay. Yes, mine shows me at 95 active threads (with a few I need to add), but I only owe 6, so I know I've made pretty good headway on those. If you're someone who runs replies off the queue, that's also there too--I don't, so mine says 0, but sometimes I will use the "queued" function for drafts I know I have finished but just haven't posted yet, as I kind of enjoy spamming the dash with replies.

Not sure where to start on your replies? There's a function for that!

It picks from your reply list for you. You can just do that if you don't want to work through in any particular order, but just want to get a few out and don't know where to start. I personally don't use it because it's not my style, but for the indecisive, it can be great!

Finally, the sorting:

There are so many options for sorting, it's crazy. These options are available on the all threads, your turn, their turn, archived, and queued sections. You can sort by all of your characters, whoever posted last, the last date posted, and what partner's being tracked.

You can also look at your characters at a glance to see how much is going on with them, set certain characters to inactive, or see which of your characters is most popular:

As you can see, my Weiss and Salem are my most popular muses/have the most threads... but I've probably had them the longest in the most active verse of all my muses.

There are other things you can play with too, such as the public views tool, but that's an advanced tool that I'm not really going to cover. But hopefully, this will be helpful to yall!

#roleplay psa #rp psa #roleplay help #rp help #roleplay thread tracking #rp thread tracking #rpthreadtracker

[solarcal]

alright im making this for one person and one person only @me-a-skykid (that’s ur sideblog right? god this would be awkward if i tagged the wrong person lol)

this is just a collection of my rambling thoughts about each of the realms and what they are used for/who lives there and such, i’ll probably talk about the culture and such later

i dont know if this makes much sense but i would love to talk about this with you, please ask me any questions you have or anything rlly

so tell me your thoughts! :D

i’m putting it under a read more because oh my god i wrote a lot

so i wanted to rename each of the realms but some of them i’m still not sure on :/ so that’s what’s with the second name

isle-Binial?

where all moths are born, guiders(i’ll explain this later i swear) and sky kids looking to adopt flock here, some people stay for the community feeling, because it's like a suburban neighborhood with many small children, others like it for the quiet they can find by the shores, moths typically contained to the center of isle for their safety

     cave of prophecy-fun training grounds, in the trials, they don’t actually die, the prophet just laughs and helps them back on track, closer to a referee that a prophet

daylight prairie-Digarem?

fishman region, everyone here fishes or build boats or trains mantas for various jobs, some people are butterfly breeders/keepers, others dont have a area specific job but they like the atmosphere

    sanctuary isle-a beach resort type place! people commonly go there to just relax and play with the flock of mantas and swim in the water

hidden forest-Hirthlim?

mainly filled with artisans and researchers, wood carvers, painters, jewelers, the cave in the tree has gems that they mine for decoration, metal workers, forgers etc etc

    treehouse-a big commune basically, people go there if they need to hide from someone or if they simply need to get away from it all, it's also where moths whos guiders/family have died or been lost are left, sometimes the moth isn't a good fit for the family either they are brought back to isle or brought to treehouse, to be re-adopted or if they are old enough, to simply figure out if they want another family or to go off on their own for a while

    flight-the mail center, also a huge manta training grounds but only for riding or help with pulling carts and such; also used as training grounds for flying in tight spaces or with really strong winds

valley of triumph-Valem

large bustling city, Valem + Empyrean(eden) hold like 70% of all sky kids permanent homes; it has many markets and schools and just overall is this huge cultural landmark, anything u can think of? they got it; a lot of moths stay there a long time before making the journey to Empyrean and some never leave; super big on competition and flying, many sports and holds many many games and celebrations, 

    village of dreams-the moth epicenter, basically the suburbs, many many families have their permanent home here, huge huge houses, where ice skating lessons are held

    hermit valley-where all engineers and inventors and scientist and researchers live, they are the ones making the flying boats and looking into the dark plants and the power crystals, there's also the normal types of researchers like how the world works and there's a lot of researchers investigating the old murals and trying to write of of sky’s history and religion down, there's also a lot of people looking into helping disabled sky kids and making better gear for various jobs + mantas

golden wastelands-Gaial

mainly farming fields before the big border wall for Empyrean, inside that wall are smaller villages, basically like the midwest, farms for miles and miles, a canyon is in the west but people rarely venture that way due to being so far out of the way but a small town/castle thing lies on the coast

    forgotten ark-there's no ark there, its just another farm but since its an island, they have different crops and such, very floral and such, think tropics

vault of knowledge-simply the library

its filled with researchers and scribes, all of the kingdoms history is recorded here, this is where the “priests” live too, priests arent actually priests but more the high level scribes, because they know a lot of information and can offer good advice, no one can actually talk to Megabird obviously but they have studied the memory cubes for most of their life so they know more than anyone else which is why people go to them for advice, this is like home base for all researchers, any researches elsewhere come from the library and will return there if their research is finished, they also send all their reports there

    starlight desert-the childrens library! this is where moths can learn about the history or just hear stories, sometimes older sky kid will leave their moths here for a while like a daycare, there’s people who live in eden that are like school teachers basically that work in starlight

eden-Empyrean

this is like a huge spiraling city, i saw someone compare it to the tower of babel so i’m strongly referencing that, there’s multiple levels, getting smaller as they go up, the very top level is where King Resh and his advisors live and work, lower level down is where they hold meeting with the elders and just general important stuff idk, floors 1-4 are split in half basically, one half is purely the library and is normal house and stores and workshops and such, spirit mantas are used to move large groups of people around like buses or to travel around on one floor if they dont want to fly or have a large package or something, spirit mantas are also used in the library to reach the memory cubes higher up because that way the scribe would be stable instead of having to flap up and down, spirit mantas are used instead of regular mantas because they are calmer and easier to train, they also grow up quicker and can fly stationary in the air which is great for the confined space of eden

#sky: children of the light #sky: cotl #thatskygame #sky lore #still dont know if i can use that tag but idc lol #hufflepuff person (idk what I should call you ;-;) #but pls talk to me about this #i rlly wanna have someone to lose my mind over this with #sorry if u didnt want me to tag u or something #just wanted to let u know i finally finished this lol #i spent way too long thinking of what the realms did #but ye #here u go #:p #im gonna stop talking in the tags now haha

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Living Dangerously - Chapter 1

Jurassic Park’s animal handlers: none of them ever mentioned by name in Michael Crichton’s original novel. Who were they? What were their lives like on Isla Nublar? Did any of them survive the disaster?

A year in the life of those responsible for the care of the dinosaurs. Many people would kill to have their jobs.

But would they die for it?

Jurassic Park Novel/Jurassic Park Film (1993)

Viewpoint: 3rd person female OC

Warnings: none at present

Word count: ~400 (1 Chapter) [incomplete]

The whole work should be going up on my JP sideblog @lizisshortforlizard as this is my Uncharted trash blog.

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Prologue

Dedicated to the memory of the InGen workers who lost their lives in the Isla Nublar disaster.

***

The first Lizzy Armstrong ever heard of the InGen Corporation, Isla Nublar or John Hammond was a very animated telephone call from the man himself late one Tuesday afternoon.

God knows how, but he had managed to track down the particulars of her field station in the middle of the African bush and was speaking to her from half a world away, on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.

It had been a particularly long, hot summer day observing the local elephant herd. On her return to camp Lizzy just wanted to write up her observations, grab some dinner from the mess and try to zonk out on her cot when the sun dipped below the horizon and the scorching air finally cooled.

She’d no sooner sat down to unlace her hiking boots when the call of ”Lizzy, phone!” had rang out across the compound.

Hardly anyone phoned, and almost never asking specifically for her. In general, at the field station, the phone was urgent business only, and it cost a bloody fortune to use it.

She was already grumpy when she stomped back out into the heat to take the call. She might have been a bit short with Hammond when she told him to get to the point, why was he calling her and was he sure he didn’t have the wrong number? He kept rambling on, saying things like ‘highly recommended’, ‘big herbivore expert’ and ‘got to have the best’.

Lizzy sighed and rubbed her temples, cradling the phone to her ear. The line was bad at the best of times, it was hard enough understanding someone’s garbled message the next reserve over, never mind from...where had Hammond said he was? Costa Rica? If she wasn’t mistaken she caught a faint Scottish accent, but my God was he mumbling at breakneck speed.

“Look, Mr. Hammond-“

“John, dear. Please, call me John.”

“John. Look, I’m sorry, but I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve had a really long day and the phone line is terrible, can you slow down please?”

She heard Hammond take a deep breath and give a small chuckle on the other end of the line.

“My dear, I am offering you a job.”

Chapter 2

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Thank you for reading!

-I’m not sure what the upload schedule will be for this, I don’t want to promise anything! I do have 65k+ words down already but it’s just a first draft. Hopefully, updates at least once a week. I’ll be honest, I don’t want to rush this. I just really need to start putting this out there.

- This work is entirely fictional and not for profit, most characters belong to Michael Crichton and the original Jurassic Park franchise and I take no ownership of them. The characters in almost all cases are a mixture of their book and film versions, however for the plot I’ve tried to stay true to the book/s as much as possible. On that note, the novel is set in 1989 however for this fic I have gone with the timing of the film being in 1992/1993.

- The chapter titles make up Lizzy’s mixtape. I will put them all into a playlist when I’m finished. They are all ‘of the era’ so pre-92 ;)

- Full notes/thank-you’s will be uploaded at the end of the work. There are a few Ao3 authors I’d love to say thank you to for the inspiration and prompts.

- This is my baby. My pride and joy. I’ve been working on this for almost a year and finally feel brave enough to start publishing it. Any feedback is welcomed but please be kind! I’m so proud of this but also incredibly nervous to let other people read it.

#my writing #my fanfiction #not uncharted #jurassic park fanfiction #jurassic park #jurassic park oc #jurassic park novel #holy crap im finally posting this #im so scared #🦖 #living dangerously #jurassic park female oc