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natjennie · 11 months
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i know its not healthy but i will simply continue to only eat easy premade meals that take like. less than 10 minutes of effort at most and 0 effort at least. and if there isnt anything that fits in that category? I will wait until i forget to feel hungry anymore. if there isnt food that's easy to eat i just wont eat anything. it's that simple.
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rockatanskette · 9 months
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So, I've written before about how our relationship with predators would probably intimidate aliens, but I just pictured another way we interact with predators that is honestly just as scary from an outside perspective: we pretend to be predators and even make up new ones, all just for fun.
Now, we also adopt predator patterns for utility: wearing striped makeup for camouflage, imitating roars and bird calls, etc. But I'm specifically talking about the video I just saw from Creature Bionics of creature rigs designed for a human actor to better do motion capture. I'm talking about voice actors and sound designers creating new and terrifying clicks and roars and growls because lions' roars just aren't scary enough. I'm talking about adults dressing up as plush monstrosities to entertain sports fans and children. Gritty is terrifying, objectively.
One day at an early meal, human Janet seems confused when her alien crewmates start asking about a shape-shifting monster that they keep seeing in human culture. They ask her what it's like to live on a world with "dogjons;" animals that can shift from a fan-headed creature with eye-covered wings to an amphibious eel-like figure, humanoid but not human, to a death-pale monstrosity that chases anyone who dares get near its food. Human Janet is confused until they say that the pale figure has eyes in its hands; bloodshot, and glassy.
"Oh, Doug Jones! No, he's not a monster, he's just a really good actor. Too good—the Shape of Water awakened something in me, specifically."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, let's just say the lady 'mating' with him isn't a horror story, it's a fantasy." Human Janet says, like it's nothing. Then something seems to occur to her, and her eyes brighten with what the aliens are quickly learning is mischief. "Oh my god. Am I the one who gets to explain monster fucking?"
Elsewhere, an alien accompanies xis human friend on a day out with their young. There's some kind of show being put on for human youth and Xlibthar is excited for this insight into how humans get Like That. Imagine xis surprise when the lights go up on the entertainment platform and a horde of creatures rushes up. They are large and bright yellow, with big black eyes as dark as singularities, with bright red spots on their heads that clearly indicate venom. Xlibthar shrieks and shields xisself behind Akio and Hinata, sure that something has gone terribly wrong.
"What are those?!" Xlibthar demands, quaking in xis shoes.
"Those? Oh, they're just Pikachus." Akio does not seem even the slightest bit distressed, and five-year-old Hinata is absolutely losing her mind with excitement at the sight of these garish monstrosities.
"What. On Earth." Because this could only happen on Earth. "Is a Pikachu?"
"It's a Pocket Monster. It's a series about monsters that battle with each-other. Pikachu is a mouse that can shoot electricity out of its body."
Xlibthar stares at Akio, wondering if this is an example of what humans call "gaslighting," because keeping monsters in your pockets sounds too insane even for humans. And, "you bring these things around your CHILDREN??"
"I mean, they're not real." Akio puts his hands over Hinata's ears. "They're just people in costumes. Though Nintendo would never let you see one with its head off."
Xlibthar has many questions: why? What? How? What? But one question has been answered: if this is what entertains human youth, it is exactly why Humans are Like That.
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wayward-delver · 10 months
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Someone on Twitter was surprised/confused by the Disassembly/Murder Drones' very large wingspan, but actually, this is a stroke of realism as this is consistent with giant soaring species from real life. The bigger you're overall body size/weight, your wings must be proportionally larger to compensate. Allow me to elaborate further on this.
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Now upon first hearing that, one might suggest the Murder Drones' wings should be even larger since they're robots and are probably heavier than organic life. But this isn't true cause Worker Drones are extremely light seeing as Tessa can easily carry them, Murder Drones are clearly much larger perhaps 2-4xs the weight but likely not much heavier than a human judging by the physics presented.
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There are many benefits to being gigantic fliers over other types of flight. For one it is perhaps the move efficent form of long distance travel in nature; the wing's surface area generates a lot of lift/power, the mass of the body means gives them with stability and a resistance against the elements. This means they can fly at great heights and travels massive distances on few and shallow wingbeats for extended while burning next to no energy. The benefits this has for Disassembly Drones should be obvious regarding the "nature" of their being. And despite the robots clearily staying afloft at least partially by artifical means such as hovering, it's clear the huge wings are still mandatory to achieve.
Ofcourse there are other benefits to this form travel such as spotting and getting the drop on unsuspecting prey, quite literally in this case. While they aren't as heavily armed as the machines, being a giant flier requires a lot nutrients, something plants can't provide without being a detriment to flying ability at this scale. So that only left meat on the table and therefore all truly large soaring animals are carnviores. Now there are steamrolling to this, as flying means they sweep through numerous areas effectively and burning relatively little energy between visits. Allowing them to binge on many small meals or a single large one and rest it off in a high place where enemies cannot reach them,(although adults tend not to have any predators).
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Ofcourse this is mostly speculative and I don't believe Liam or Glitch thought this hard about extinct birds and pterosaurs to explain wings meant mostly to look cool/scary while also stabbing/blocking things. But it's fun when interesting elements in a world actually fits in with reality as it grounds the fiction, making the world more emersive.
P.S. To any artists making MD OCs larger than the characters, go wild.
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mintymarabell · 10 months
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Hii! Can i request something with elder yautja, his s/o and his son moment? It can be something funny, fluff, or angst its up to you! Thank you and please be safe!
Elder yautjas son moments
Just for writing purposes, the s/o is playing a “motherly role”
IM SORRY. I kind of went WAY off topic with this. Hope you still like it anon. :)
Let’s all be honest with ourselves here.
We all need yearly check ups right? Regular, dental, eyes, and ears, the whole shebang.
I mean yeah sure there are probably other oomanologists but do you think your mate would trust them? No. So instead you go to your poor step-son who has most likely seen everything you have to offer.
He’s better than other doctors due to his actual fascination with your body’s difference perks.
Your dental appointment took over four hours because he was examining your absent/present tonsils. He’ll be sitting there like a dad watching football as she looks at your X-rays, marveling at you oh so human teeth.
Your mate HATES it.
Your time is being wasted just so his idiotic son can geek out.
Tbh they have taken you hunting before.
Though if anything you were just clinging to your mate as he hopped from tree to tree.
In yautja culture if I am correct most of the time the female raises the kid by themselves.
Let’s say no, mama dies and now your mate is a single father with a child he has no clue how to raise aside from hunting.
He would learn the ropes fairly quick, he will become mama and still be dad too.
The poor son most likely has NO clue what it means to be loved in the embrace of a mother.
He’ll be all dumbfounded if you fuss over him getting hurt, meanwhile his father would tell him to walk off his broken leg.
He’s not used to the home cooked meals or the extra amount of food being shoved down his throat so he can be big and strong like his daddy.
He’s definitely not used to you telling him to go sleep because he’s been up for three days. When he tells you he’s fine you do that look and start counting down only for him to surrender.
Your mate would be kind of jealous but at the same time might make him want to pump a kid out of you.
Is it bad I’d wanna tuck him in? Real tight like so he can’t get out.
I know I’m making the son seem like he’s a kid but at the same time, he would love all of this. Every last bit.
He’s probably a full grown elite adult.
You’ll have him spoiled for you though, he’ll come over to your house you share with his father only to ask for a home cooked meal.
He’d stay over just so you can tuck him in at night.
He’ll eat all of the babying stuff right up as if he was starved from it. (He was.)
Though it’ll take him forever, he’ll eventually call you mom. Though it’ll be ‘Ma’.
Your mate on the other hand is getting clinger, asking you to do all of that for him.
Now you’ve got two full grown yautja men wanting to be babied.
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foolforharrry · 1 year
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So Good
Word count: 2.7k
Summary: Harry and y/n's lazy Christmas morning where they're disgustingly in love
Warnings: There is a little smut in here
I hope you all have had an amazing holiday!! And that you enjoy this lil oneshot.
If you wanna check out more of my writings, my masterlist is here
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Christmas has never been y/n’s favourite holiday. In fact, it’s been her least favourite holiday.
Growing up, she would hear her classmates talk about how their Christmas had been magical. Filled with love and laughter. Presents and someone dressing up as Santa Claus.
Even as they got older and realised that Santa wasn’t real, the magic of Christmas had then gone from a mysterious man delivering them presents in the dark of night to the love and laughter of all their loved ones gathered in one place.
Y/n didn’t understand why everyone else got so lucky when her holiday was filled with screaming and yelling at the top of her family’s lungs. Glasses and plates smashed against the walls. There was never a tree that they’d decorate together. Never any pretty lights hung up around the house.
The only thing that separated Christmas time in her family’s house from the rest of the year was that the fighting got worse from the alcohol the adults would consume to get through.
When y/n had opened up to Harry about why she doesn’t like the holiday that he adores so much he had vowed to do his absolute best to replace all the bad memories with happy ones.
And waking up slowly cuddled in bed with her boyfriend on Christmas morning is yet another happy memory y/n knows she’s going to cherish as she reflects on the day and evening before, face nuzzled into Harry’s warm chest.
They had spent the whole day at Anne’s. Anne has grown very fond of y/n in the almost three years she’s been with her son. So when she heard that she would finally be joining them to celebrate Christmas Eve, Anne had been over the moon with joy and hugged the girl as long as she let her when y/n and Harry had knocked on her door just before 12 o’clock.
Christmas Eve had been laughter and board games. Exchanging gifts and the small talk that louder as the day bled into the night and everyone was buzzing with the wine that was served.
It was the polar opposite of any Christmas Eve y/n had ever had in her life.
Y/n had tried to find a moment to thank Anne for opening her home to her, but every time she’d tried, Anne had waved her off saying that “My door is always open for family, dear.”
Right now, y/n feels at peace. As if she and Harry are in their own little, impenetrable bubble that she doesn’t ever want to leave. Feeling his chest rise and fall with every sleeping breath of air going in and out of his lungs as she traces the art inked into his skin exposed to the warm sunlight filtering in through the curtains.
It’s a type of serenity that she used to dream of having.
His skin has paled significantly from the Italian tan he had gotten over their long vacation in the summer, but still held a golden hue left to it.
The change in his breathing pattern is what alerts her that Harry is slowly waking up after however long she’s been in her own little world. Then a shift in his fingers splayed over the curve of her waist as she feels the vibrations in his chest before she hears his groggy morning voice rasp, “Merry Christmas, my love.”
The voice of the person she loves most in this world has a wide smile immediately forming on y/n’s face as she shifts her body so she’s laying on her stomach with her left cheek pillowed on Harry’s chest so she can look admire the beauty of a human being she’s sharing her bed with.
“Morning handsome.” Y/n smiles tiredly at him, humming in satisfaction when Harry starts drawing soft circles on the small of her back.
Harry had been planning on waking up at the ass crack of dawn today so that he could make her favourite breakfast, French toast and berries, and hot chocolate. Wake her up with loving kisses and one of her presents as they ate their meal cuddled in bed with Grey’s Anatomy, their favourite show at the time.
But when he had come to consciousness to the heavenly feeling of y/n nuzzled against his side, soft caressing touches where he knows his tattoos are, he couldn’t even bring himself to be annoyed that his plan hadn’t worked out.
Both their faces are puffy from a night’s sleep and a soft blush is spread across their cheeks from the warmth of each other’s bodies.
Without saying a word, Harry pouts his pink lips for a kiss, expectant eyes watching hers as y/n connects the dots. Y/n is happy to oblige, shifting so she is lazily straddling his waist. Hands cupping his face tenderly as she connects their lips.
Harry hums into the kiss, squeezing her sides lovingly as he sits up fully, y/n’s butt now planted firmly on his lap.
Y/n pulls away momentarily, giggling at the disgruntled downturn of his lips when Harry realises that she’s no longer kissing him. “Why’d you stop?”
“Because.”, y/n pushes him back just enough to look him in the eye when Harry dips down to kiss her again. “I wanted to ask you a question.”
He nods for her to continue.
“Did you have a good dream or are you just happy to see me?”
A coy smirk takes over the frown that was etched on Harry’s face at her question, dropping his hands to her hips. “Always happy to see my girl.”
Satisfied with her answer, y/n picks up where they left off. Almost.
There’s more intent in the way Harry swipes his tongue over her bottom lip for access and the quick pull y/n gives the curls at the back of Harry’s neck.
It quickly turns more heated. Roaming hands and a small whimper from y/n when Harry guides her hips to grind down on him, the only thing separating them being the thin cotton of their underwear.
“I need you.”, Harry breathes against her lips, his body hot all over and pupils blown from the lust rushing through his system.
Y/n can feel how hard he is and it’s only making her more aroused as she nods, going to kiss him again.
But he stops her, waiting until she is looking at him with a pout on her lips before he speaks, “Words, baby.”
“I need you too. Please.”
With that Harry rolls her off him so he’s hovering over her, y/n on her back with her head on the soft pillows, not wasting a second to pull Harry’s face down to hers, needing to taste him as she tangles her fingers in his messy curls.
After kissing like that for a bit longer, Harry moves on from her mouth and starts trailing kisses down her neck, relishing in the small whimpers and shaky breaths he pulls out from her when he leaves love bites at the spots he knows she’s extra sensitive.
He keeps sucking and licking her skin until she’s squirming and begging him to give her more.
Who is he to deny her that?
Helping her to sit up just enough, he is quick to pull her t-shirt over her head, chucking it to the side without a care about where it lands. His breath gets caught in his throat when his eyes land on her.
Almost completely naked and all his. Her breasts full and the soft rolls of her stomach he would worship every second of the day if she let him. The small, white scar just below her left collarbone. Faded enough that the only reason he knows where it is, is all the hours he’s spent admiring her.
If it had been any other person just looking at her as intensely as Harry does, y/n would’ve tried covering herself up. And at the beginning of their relationship, she had. Until she realised that there wasn’t one hint of judgement or ill-intended thought behind those green eyes she loves so much. It was pure love and adoration.
“Beautiful.”, Harry whispers. Low enough to make y/n wonder if he even meant for her to hear it.
Not that she gets a long time to when he starts kissing down the length of her torso, leaving open-mouthed, wet kisses in his wake that has a shiver going down her spine. He hooks his fingers underneath the band of her panties before he drags them down her legs and throws them in a similar manner to the shirt.
Harry lays down on his stomach between her legs as he kisses the inside of her thighs teasingly, knowing that the attention to the soft, flesh would make her even more impatient than she already is.
“Stop teasing.”, y/n whines, not caring how desperate she sounds. Or about the smug curve of his lips.
“Don’t worry darling. I’ll take care of you.”
And with that he puts y/n out of her misery, attaching his mouth to her pussy and eating her out in the way he knows will have her back arching.
Harry can’t lie and say that the fact that y/n was wet to the point where he could see the arousal leaking from her vagina without having even touched her, wasn’t a very nice stroke to his ego.
The attention to her clit already has y/n squirming, Harry’s arms wrapping around the thick of her thighs to keep her still as he hums at her taste. The vibrations intensify everything she’s already feeling, not able to keep the moans from falling anymore. And Harry definitely doesn’t mind.
All his senses are taken over by her. The taste, smell and feel of her is all there is and he would happily drown in it all.
Dizzy with pleasure, y/n’s eyelids fall heavy as she feels herself getting closer and closer to her high, vice-like grip on Harry’s hair to keep herself from flying into outer space.
Harry notices all the tell-tale signs. Her muscles tensed. Breath shallowing. Thighs squeezing the sides of his head like she’s afraid he’ll stop. That’s the last thing he wants to do. And he gets exactly what they both want.
Her high racks through her body, her whole body locking up as she comes, Harry helping her through it as she slowly but surely sinks into the mattress. Her chest still rises and falls rapidly, a shine of sweat covering her flushed skin as Harry detaches himself from her centre, pressing loving, delicate kisses along the skin. Murmured whispers of praise fill the silence as he works his way up her body.
“How’d I do?”, Harry asks her, nudging his nose against hers, a wide smile breaking out on his face when his favourite colour comes into view.
Y/n smiles lazily back at him, “So good, my love.”
Being the sucker for praise he is, Harry’s smile gets impossibly wider when she continues; “Always treat me so well. Don’t know what I’d do without my sunshine. I love you so much.” Her eyes are hazy and voice dreamy as she speaks, her head still in the clouds.
“You sure you don’t just love my tongue?”, he teases, unable to help himself.
Y/n rolls her eyes at him, pushing him off her body in fake offence, teeth digging into her bottom lip to keep from smiling too hard. “You’re a fucking idiot.”
“Only for you.”, Harry quips with a kiss to her bare shoulder, relishing in the new blush coating her cheeks.
He’ll never get sick of making his girl blush.
He’s about to say something else when her smile drops, a look of guilt rises in its wake. Confusion replacing Harry’s. “What’s wrong, beautiful?”
“You didn’t finish.”, she states, that look still there.
Relief has Harry letting out a laugh that it wasn’t anything serious. Y/n doesn’t understand why he’s laughing though. No matter how many times Harry has assured her that he’s always ok and that he just loves pleasing the woman he loves, she always wants him to feel good too.
Her question about what’s so funny to him is quickly answered when his laughter dies down and he looks at her sheepishly. “I did finish.” Cheeks red as a tomato at the confession that fell from his lips.
Stunned to silence, her eyes dart from his face to his crotch. When it fully dawns on her what he’s saying and she’s seeing, y/n can’t help the giggles bubbling in her stomach. The giggles quickly escalated to full-out cackling that earns her a playful shove when she can’t stop.
The sweet sound of her loud, bright laughter makes it extremely difficult for Harry to even be embarrassed about it anymore. It instead has him joining her. He knows it’s never ill-intended.
Once they’ve calmed down, y/n makes sure she understood him right, “You really just came in your pants eating me out?”
“Like a fucking teenager.”, Harry nods before he’s pulling her body back to his, missing the feeling of her skin on his. Y/n happily obliges, tangling her legs with his again.
They fall back into a comfortable silence as they enjoy the other’s presence and warmth for a few minutes. No words were exchanged. Just affectionate touches and hearts full and content, beating to the same rhythm.
They might not be perfect. But for each other, they’re just right.
Rain doesn’t exist without the sun. The tide wouldn’t be without the magnetic forces from the moon. The ocean wouldn’t be the same. It wouldn’t be so lively and free. So rich with life.
It might have been perfect without the chaos. But it would never have been so beautiful.
At least that’s the conclusion y/n makes wrapped up in the comfort of Harry’s embrace. Harry is her sun, her moon. He’s her calm and her storm. He’s her shelter and her sunshine. He’s everything she’s ever wanted and more than she thinks she deserves.
Harry feels the exact same way about her. Never has he ever met someone who can keep her warmth and light through her darkest days without letting them go dim and cold. In the fog, she’s his lighthouse. Always there to guide him back to safety. Home.
Before her, his world was grey and dull. Then she came along and brought all the colour and life he didn’t even know existed with her.
The love they have for each other is one that’s so painfully obvious they couldn’t even hide it if they tried.
It’s Harry who breaks the silence, a light tap on her hip to get her attention, “Wanna go get cleaned up, love?”
Without moving a muscle, she hums her agreement. “Not comfortable to lay here with your underwear soaked in cum, is it?”
“Shut up.”, Harry whines, pinching the chub of her waist, making her jolt and laugh. “Couldn’t help it. Not when you looked and sounded so incredibly sexy.” The words are spoken in a tone that has a shiver running down y/n’s spine.
Before they get too occupied again, y/n reluctantly rolls off Harry. But not before giving Harry a quick peck on the lips.
She’ll never get tired of his lips.
Harry is quick to trail after her, smiling fondly when she nearly trips over her own two feet on their journey to their shared bathroom.
While they stand under the warm stream of water together, Harry’s shower playlist echoing off the tiled walls, y/n decides that if this is how Christmas morning is going to be from now on, there’s a possibility that Christmas could become a holiday she enjoys. And it would all be thanks to him.
And she tells him just that, looking into the sea of green she loves so much as the water cascades around them. The comforting scent of the shampoo she’s used since she was a teenager. Only it didn’t make her feel any type of way until Harry started using hers, saying that it makes his hair feel soft. So now the fresh smell of coconut belongs to him.
Harry turns her around so he can lather conditioner through her hair, giving the top of her head a kiss that had y/n’s tummy swarming with butterflies. “You know.”, he starts. “I’ve always been a sucker for the holidays. But you’ve made this one a hundred times better than I thought it could ever be.”
Y/n turns back around with a bashful pull to her lips, “Ditto.” 
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If you guys want me to write the rest of their Christmas day, please let me know.
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astronomodome · 5 months
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It’s 3 AM and I’m stressed out so instead of doing boring things like sleeping I’m deciding whether or not I could beat each life series member in a physical fight (c! and cc!). Sorry about the violence idk why my brain thought of this. DISCLAIMER I don’t want to fight any of these people and I don’t wish any harm upon them I’m just delirious 👍 yayy
Rendog
c!: He’s just a guy with dog ears in canon so I wouldn’t be like suuuper fucked but I think I’d still lose. You know he turns up to jazzercise
cc!: Hasn’t he been through enough recently… could I win? Maybe. But I’d be a good sport about it and I’d expect him to do the same should he beat me
Grian
c!: Have you ever tried to fight a bird? Those things are scary. I got chased by a goose once and it was not fun. Yeah this ain’t happening
cc!: You know that one video of Grian demolishing that punching bag? That would be me. Do you want that for me? I don’t
Joel Smallishbeans
c!: I think I could but it would be really close and I’d have to go to the hospital immediately after. Not for fight wounds or anything I just would be worried he’d have given me rabies
cc!: I feel like I would have to fight him and Lizzie at the same time and I don’t think I could take that. Nothing can beat the power of love <3
Scott Smajor
c!: Nah I just lose and he’s judgmental about it too
cc!: LGBT infighting. I would probably lose
BigB
c!: he would win the psychic battle long before the physical battle could even begin
cc!: Man is yoked. I have died
Etho
c!: As soon as I walk up to him he teleports behind me and cuts me in half. Nothing personnel kid
cc!: Lost in the Canadian wilderness trying to track him down, I am mauled by a moose. My corpse becomes a nice meal for some wolves and I am slowly forgotten
Bdubs
c!: I could punt him with ease
cc!: I maybe could but would it really be worth it
Pearl
c!: Ripped apart by hounds so sad. I deserved it
cc!: I can’t afford to fly to Australia. Also even if I could I think she could just throw a bug at me and I would die from the 10,000 poisons that every Australian animal contains
Martyn Inthelittlewood
c!: I lied we’re not fighting I’m leading you out of the endless cycle of violence come with me
cc!: I feel like I would be overconfident going into it and then he would just deck me. Alternatively he could just recite mentally damaging lore facts at me until I fall over and die
Scar from Goodtimes
c!: He immediately engages me in a battle of wits that ends in me paying him to punch me in the face
cc!: I would concede immediately for moral reasons. Maybe we could lightsaber duel instead?
Impulse
c!: He would show up in like full netherite or something. Are these fights happening irl or in minecraft. Doesn’t matter. Either way I am gone. Reduced to ashes
cc!: That is a whole entire human being I think I’d punch him once and then apologize. It would not affect him at all. I don’t think he’d hurt me though
Tango
c!: I might have a chance but the fire hair thing might be a problem
cc!: I think it would somehow turn into a hockey match and given that I have only ice skated twice before and both times ended in me spraining my ankles real bad I don’t think my odds are looking great. He is bald though so there’s always hope
Cleo
c!: I am breakfast. She will eat me
cc!: I don’t think I’d even be able to get the fight set up I think they’d give me a fake address and leave it at that. And I would deserve it
Jimmy Solidarity
c!: We’re both rather pathetic and sad so I think in this case we would just adhere to rule of funny. Whether I win or lose depends on what’s funniest at the time
cc!: The GYM TEACHER?? No.
Skizzleman
c!: Why would I do that
cc!: :( I don’t want to do this anymore. I would lose also that is a whole ass adult man but I think he’d go easy on me so idk
Geminitay
c!: Lol. No.
cc!: I would be beaten instantly cause I’d feel bad about hurting her but honestly I don’t know why this would ever happen. We could be friends <3 sorry is that parasocial
Mumbo Jumbo
c!: I feel like he could outrun me but I could overpower him
cc!: Absolutely no chance, man could bike circles around me. I would be easily run over
Lizzie LDShadowlady
c!: Easily but I’d feel bad about it
cc!: Same as with Joel. I stand no chance against their combo attack
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yanderes-galore · 7 months
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Anon couldn't be here for the request period so I reserved two requests for them, this is their second one
Anon Said: "With “Dittophobia” generating renewed interest in FNAF 4, how about we revisit the nightmare animatronics a bit? Could we get some rivalry headcanons between Nightmare Bonnie and Nightmare Chica? I want to see some nightmares throwing hands (or claws in this case)."
A/N: Sure! This is based off the small behavior talk I did a long time ago! Been awhile since I've written for the Nightmares and I'm excited for this!
Yandere! Nightmare Bonnie vs Yandere! Nightmare Chica
Pairing: Platonic/Romantic - Rivalry
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Biting, Jealousy, Possessive behavior, Blood, Cannibalism mentioned, Stalking, Violence, Kidnapping implied, Supernatural forces, Mentions of death.
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When it comes to the Nightmares I'm pulling from other works I've done.
Both Bonnie and Chica, they're cruel, sadistic, and crave attention.
You need to pay attention to their presence or you could get hurt, right?
Plus, I'd write these two similarly to how I wrote Nightmare Fredbear and Freddy in the past.
How I tend to write the Nightmares is they're demons.
Which would mean you have strange anthropomorphic mechanical animals haunting you.
I've said in the past they take a twisted form based on things from their target's past.
This would imply you've been to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza at least once in your lifetime.
It would only be better if you were fond of Bonnie and Chica as a young child.
When you could have first encountered these demons can vary.
Maybe similar to the Fredbear fic I've done in the past they were masquerading as your imaginary friends?
Since you were young and you came home from Freddy Fazbear's, you were always greeted by a large bunny and chicken.
Maybe when you were younger you never saw them as demons.
With your childish mind you only ever saw your friends from Freddy's.
Perhaps here they play nice, although often argue about your attention.
Play more with the bunny and the chicken appears jealous that you care more for the bunny's songs.
Play more with the chicken or eat her food she made for you and the bunny appears irritable.
It's then you meet them again as an adult.
Only to learn they aren't quite imaginary.
It's this or you meet them as an adult with no prior knowledge about them as a child.
However I feel them originally being your imaginary friends is the best case scenario.
Unless you want something similar to the Nightmare Freddy fic I did where you're babysitting a kid they are haunting.
Either way, this Bonnie and Chica are much different from their usual counterparts.
Not only in appearance either.
Bonnie still wants attention, especially from his favorite human...
He just hopes you don't mind his games getting a little violent or his music haunting your ears.
Chica also wants your attention, to the point she craves it like a meal.
The demonic chicken even still makes, she just hopes you don't mind if she puts a bit of blood in her cakes.
Maybe it could even be yours, she bets it will taste amazing.
As expected, both of them like the idea of biting you to get a taste of you.
Chica seems a bit too fixated on it.
They're demons, demonic creatures that happen to be haunting your home.
In the corner of your eyes at night you'll see them slink back into the shadows.
Maybe you'll even see the small cupcake Chica sends to watch you.
Both of them would be possessive as they're territorial.
They wants to be your tormentors but they want to do it alone.
Since they've known you it's always been one or the other.
Bonnie tries to lure you in with songs written just for you, a twisted form of mimicry compared to the real Bonnie.
Meanwhile Chica tries to lure you to her with meals she mysteriously prepared in your kitchen.
Everything from pizza to cakes, the smell wafts through rooms and into your nose.
Yet it's all strangely metallic smelling when you look past the tasty smells.
Don't be fooled, when either of them get you close, they'll dig their claws into your flesh and claim you as theirs.
They yearn to bond to you, lapping at your wounds to devour you like prey.
They're monsters, way worse than just nightmares.
Unlike nightmares... you can't escape their terror by waking up.
This is reality.
The haunting songs and smells don't stop.
You can't do anything but hide in your room as the two fight.
They pounce at each other, clawing and growling like wild animals when not trying to lure you to them.
The smell of brimstone pierces your nose as mechanical clicks and clangs rings through your ears.
Being demons, they're immortal.
However, you are not, you are merely mortal.
One of them will take you and your soul by force if they have to.
Sure, hold them off as long as you can.
Soon you'll give into one of them
The question is which one?
Will you follow the bunny's songs and be lured in like a siren?
Or will you follow the scent of food the chicken made like a rat to a trap?
The two could battle it out for seemingly forever...
But you'll fall victim to them at any moment in your life, as they'll follow you and fight until the day you rot just to take you away.
Only then could their quarreling simmer down... and that isn't even guaranteed.
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THE TRUTH ABOUT HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS
In the last few weeks, I've seen many arguments between the stans of different characters in the HP Fandom. And this, this exact post is about my opinion, mixed with canon (books) and how they normally should have been perceived.
This is part one of the series explaining the characters in the Harry Potter Universe. It will be long, seeing as many are hateful towards characters who did nothing wrong, or love them for all the wrong reasons.
Two big arguments will be explained in this post. Two biggest arguments about Anti-Character vs Pro-Character.
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Anti-Dumbledore vs Pro-Dumbledore;
Now, there are many people who are on the anti-Dumbledore side of the fandom, and I can understand why. It is not a surprise, considering what has been done by Dumbledore in the series.
However, Albus is one of the many-layered characters. He was a Blood Supremacist throughout his life, even as an adult, until his sister Ariana Dumbledore died.
He is, like many others, a flawed character, just like us real humans are. He was in love with Gellert Grindelwald (Which he has no fault in, you cannıot control who you fall in love with), and was willing to take the world under their control just because Gellert wanted to.
In the Marauders and Lightening Era timeline, he did many horrible things. He went as far as using Fudge to gain things to his favor, he used Severus and Harry, and even Remus and Sirius and Rubeus (Hagrid) as the events unfolded, and he even neglected other students while trying to control everything that he can, even though he is a HEADMASTER, a person who s supposed to keep the school's students safe. And the fact that he left Harry in the Dursleys' footsteps and not checking on him properly was disturbing, no matter if Arabella Figgs was there. He didn't care to check up properly.
He did all of that, yes. There is no arguing about it, it is in The Fantastic Beast, in the Harry Potter books, in the Secrets of Dumbledore, in the Crimes of Grindelwald. He did all of those things that nowadays seem impossible to do.
But- He also did good things. He accepted Remus into the school, albeit it was stupid of him to do so with only a place he can transform that he can break free easily if not strictly controlled. He accepted him because he wanted people like him to have a chance.
We even see another werewolf student in the game called Hogwarts Mystery, which I liked and enjoyed. He is not prejudiced against them, and it makes their life easier.
He gave Harry and other students support throughout their life at Hogwarts. It excluded Slytherins, sadly, but he did try to be a good role model and also tried to relieve the students from stress by doing things like canceling the exams and even saying seemingly ridiculous words during the meals. He was truly afraid that Ginny was taken into the chamber, it is obvious in the CoS book when Lucius paid a visit to Albus.
He supported the adults like Alastor and Kingsley and Tonks, warned Sirius and the like against doing things that could be dangerous for their lives. He did care about them. Even, I'm sure, Marlene and Dorcas had a place in his heart because he does everything to help them win the war and live in peace.
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Anti-Snape vs Pro Snape;
Severus Snape, like Albus, is a many-layered character. He is defensive and strict and is a bully throughout his adulthood. He is brave and courageous, stubborn and selfless.
Snape is not dark or light. He is not black or white. He is a Morally-Grey character through and through. There is no arguing against that.
Severus as a kid has done nothing wrong. The argument of him being obsessed with Lily when he was NINE is a very wrong thing to say. He was, as explained in the Pottermore likely abused by his father who was a drunkard, and from the writing in the books, his mother was likely neglectful as well. A kid who has gone through that will not have good social skills, or know how to talk to anyone politely. The fact that he is living in a dark neighborhood is probably an aspect of this as well.
He used accidental magic on Petunia, and he had no fault in it just like Harry had no fault when he deflated his aunt. Petunia insulted his mother, just like Marge insulted Lily. He had no control over his emotions, and thus, the accidental magic is not him being a hater.
During the train ride, all he said was he wanted to be in Slytherin. Why? Who knows, maybe his mother was sorted there and he wanted to feel closer to her. James and Sirius immediately attacked him with their words after that. Again, he is a kid. An 11 years old kid. He did not have a fault in that.
During his years at Hogwarts, he faced many more of the Marauder's bullying. And, yes, it was bullying, J.K Rowling said it, in the books even Harry thinks it is bullying, and Sirius accepts that fairly easily.
In his fifth year at Hogwarts, he is a fifteen-year-old and Sirius is 16 years old, Sirius sent him down the Willow Tree in the full moon. Why? Of that, I have a few theories but we don't know if any of them are true. He sent him down there on a FULL MOON, where Remus transformed, wanting to get a laugh of it.
He was almost killed, but saved by his enemy James Potter at the last second. He was forced to keep shut about this, which definitely added to his many traumas throughout his life. He was punished while he was the definite victim in this situation, along with Remus who was used by his best friend.
After this werewolf prank, it is obvious that the bullying got worse. It is probably because the Marauders had to do something to not let their friendship crumble, and blaming the whole situation on the victim, who is someone they hate or at the very least dislike seemed a good idea in their eyes. And thus, Snape's Worst Memory happened.
Lily and Severus' relationship was already falling apart by the fifth year. After the prank, they confronted each other and talked about the things they witnessed.
It is very disturbing how Severus did not care that Mulciber and Avery used dark magic on an innocent Gryffindor called Mary MacDonald. However, he also points out that the Marauders used a hex to grow Bertham Abrey's, a Slytherin's head grow his head twice its size. It is not Dark Magic, but clearly illegal. This hows that Marauders bullied everyone they could from Slytherin, and Sirius even admitted that himself.
Both of them are set in their ways. Lily doesn't acknowledge that Severus has to spend time with the Slytherins as he is a Slytherin himself. And Severus doesn't acknowledge that using Dark Magic to harm others is disturbing when others use Light Spells to hurt others instead, not realizing that both of them are wrong.
In SWM Lily definitely doesn't do everything she can do, along with Remus. They both are prefects but Remus stood back, and Lily only confronted the Marauders, not bothering to inform a professor at the very least.
Severus was very wrong in saying Mudblood to Lily. Sure, he was under a lot of stress, and he is a Half-Blood so the term also applies to him, but it was the last damage to crumble the wall of friendship the two had between them. But he did not deserve to get his trousers to get taken down and get threatened to be stripped completely. That was sexual assault, and no one deserves that.
After all of that, he apologized and left Lily alone. He was not obsessed with her. I'm sorry, but no one is saying that you cannot love a person who is in another relationship. It is not a crime, and he didn't even tell Lily about his feelings. (And I do not believe that 'feelings' were romantic. It was most definitely platonic, It is written like one, and the strong lesson the HP Series has is the power of Love.)
He went Dark after graduating, but when he discovered that he was going to be the cause of his ex-best friend's death he deflected quickly. I do not understand how people find this creepy. Regulus 'deflected' (not fully) for Kreacher, Narcissa, and Lucius for Draco and Albus for Ariana.
He agreed to be a spy for Albus and took a Vow to completely submit himself to a cause he had not yet believed completely in. After Lily's death, his life was devoted to protecting Harry.
He was a bully during his adult years. Now, it is mostly because traumatized people act mature, but their mentality goes backward, and the proper age of becoming fully mature comes later on. With his state, it would be at the very earliest when he was 53 that he would be fully mature, but it is also because he cannot let go of the past and heal from it.
He treated Harry and Neville horribly when not in class. And in class, he was strict with everyone. Even the others were the victim of his bad attitude.
However, no matter how mean he wanted his students to be safe. He protected Harry because of the Vow, that is true, however, he also protected and attempted to protect every other student, like the time he was worried for Ginny when he was taken into the Chamber.
He was a shitty person with a shitty backstory. He had no control over his emotions when he was with Harry, and bullied him because of his looks leaning towards James. It was not acceptable, and he was most definitely a bully, but he was not an abuser.
He despised physical punishments and refrained from physically attacking others, and the only exception was when Harry invaded his privacy when he looked into the pensieve.
He truly believed in the reasoning of the Light after all those years under the Vow. When it was clear that Harry was going to die no matter what he did, he did not go off to Voldemort to give him the secrets Dumbledore told him, no, he tried to protect his students and aided Harry secretly to destroy the Hocruxes.
He died a hero. Without him, the first Wizarding War would be won by Voldemort and everyone would be at Riddle's service to torture or kill or use. If he was loyal to Voldemort, the Battle of Hogwarts would end up with Voldemort truly killing Harry, and the whole fate was on his shoulders.
He is the bravest man throughout the series. He is a Hero, He is an Anti-Hero, he is an awesome spy, he is a bully, he is bitter, he is selfless, he is stubborn, he is loyal, and he is many more combined together.
He is not a villain, and he is not an evil reincarnate of a Nazi. He is a good person with bad doings. He is not innocent but he definitely deserved to be both praised and put down for all of the things he did.
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Had a dream I was watching season 3 of Rottmnt, it was so vivid and now I’m sad that it isn’t real. So I’m writing some highlights from the dream before I forget.
Draxum and Casey focused episodes on what they were doing during the movie. There were really cool action sequences with original music and everything. It was so cool. There was one scene where the screen divided in half to show both battles.
Music during action scenes. There was a lot of it. I suspect it might have been because I watching Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur before going to sleep tho.
An episode premise: April finally had a good stable job. She was going steady for a whole 2 weeks setting a new record. The turtles got a little suspicious since April can never keep a job for long. Cue investigation, it turns out the job is a front. A front for a cult. April accidentally joined a cult. By the end of the episode April accidentally destroyed the cult in the same way she usually ends up losing her jobs. Alas the curse of April losing her job was too strong.
Another Episode Premise: Splinter and Draxum go undercover for an intel mission at a fancy club. The cover story being that they’re two friends who are trying to reconnect. They’re kinda bad at it since both argue like a married couple. This actually works in their favor tho as the person they’re trying to spy on to get info on is a huge romantic who is super invested in trying to get the two to “reconnect”. Both are forced by the turtles to play along for the sake of the mission. By the end of the episode Draxum and Splinter have performed a proposal, a wedding, a divorce, another re proposal, alongside with a remarriage, but not another divorce because they have to book it away because the turtles got captured. Which meant by the end of the episode Draxum and Splinter were still married.
Over Arching Story: Bishop was hunting down the remaining Foot Clan members. Which included trying to find former Foot Clan members for any information. Of course leading Bishop to Casey. Casey sends him on a wild goose chase as she goes on her own mission to find her former bosses. Being the B plot for a lot of the episodes. In one instance she teams up with Piebald in a gambling ring to win some info.
Running Gag: Casey Jr tries going into the dating world but has trouble since most people who are his age now, were adults during the apocalypse. So if he does find someone to date who he doesn’t recognize they usually end up being some form of “not real”. Highlight examples being: an alien who assumed a human persona to lure specimen to experiment on their ship, a demon with similar motives to the alien except it wanted to eat Casey Jr’s soul, an ai made by Bishop made to find potential Foot Clan members. What was funny was how obvious a lot of them were, like the alien wore a “I believe” shirt but with sharpie added “don’t”, changing it to “I don’t believe” (real master of disguise right here). The demon’s “flirting” was something along the lines of “if souls were edible and had taste, I bet yours would be a delicious meal that would amplify my demonic powers. If I had demonic powers, which I don’t because I’m a perfectly normal human. But in the hypothetical where I do-”. The ai when asked it’s favorite hobby responded with “breathing and being human”.
Bishop had an entire episode where he beat up different clans in his attempt to find the Foot Clan. Making some leave their old clans to join Bishop since he bested them in battle. But Bishop didn’t want a bunch of ninja (idk why not, that sounds incredibly useful) so he sent them on a wild goose chase but every time he did they came back having accomplished the goal. (Again I don’t understand why he kept acting like they were an annoyance when they were getting him things like THE GOD DAMN ELIXER OF EVERLASTING LIFE)
That’s all I have the energy to write. If I remember anything worth adding I will but I think these were all the highlights.
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Devin's Dude Ranch A Bachelorette Challenge
Meet Devin Delaney | She/her | 25 years old | Straight | Chestnut Ridge | Horse Trainer & Nectarmaker
Horse Lover | Loves Outdoors | Rancher
Devin Delaney is a successful entrepreneur who made her wealth crafting award-winning nectar that sells up to $40k a bottle. However, she says her real passion is training horses, and she only started the nectar business as a way to fund it. Running a thriving business and training horses doesn't leave much time for looking for love. Devin has agreed to let 5 potential matches move into her home at Echo Valley Ranch for the duration of the challenge with the hopes of finding her soulmate. When asked what she's looking for she said, "Well, he's got to like horses first of all, and I want someone who isn't afraid to get his hands dirty. Someone who is also gentle, and smart. And kind. Someone who wants to share all the adventures this life has to offer...and share this ranch life with me. I guess, really, I want it all."
Likes: Anything Horse Related | Teal | Camping | Fishing | Gardening | Country Music | Spicy Food | Rain | Cowboy Boots & Hats | Rustic Style | Animal Lovers Dislikes: Video Games | Mischief | Egotistical People | Pink | Classical & Pop Music | Early Mornings | Cold Coffee | The Phrase "It is what it is"
Some Fun Facts About Devin:
Has a Quarter Horse named Gale
Teaches horseback riding lessons
Frank and beans is her favorite meal
Wants to learn how to play guitar
Barely uses her computer
Thinks of herself as a tomboy
Wants 1 child, but not for a while
Has never been in a long-term relationship
Contestant Entry Guidelines:
Young adults or adults only
Because Devin is straight, please submit male Sims only.
No occults; humans only.
Give them any 3 traits you want.
They should be a well-rounded person, so please provide them with likes/dislikes.
You have 25 skill points to distribute however you would like. Again, I'm looking for some developed, believable dudes.
Please include as much information as you want in your entry! The more you can tell me about them (within reason of course) the better.
CC okay for genetics & first everyday outfit; the rest should be EA based.
Must be comfortable with me changing skin overlays, eyes, outfits, etc., to what fits my gameplay. (If I have to change anything I will stay as true to your vision as possible, fyi)
I will be choosing only 5 contestants and I plan to start posting the challenge gameplay Dec 4th.
Please be sure to tag me (@mickimagnum) and/or use #devinsduderanch to ensure I see your entry. Please send me an ask if you have any questions!
Be sure to post those lone cowboys by 11/20!
Contestants 🖤
Handra Diaz - @bloomingkyras
Houston Bloom - @invisiblequeen
James Stanford - @natolesims
Albert Robins - @bakersimmer
Milo Penn - @belsasim
Will your cowboy be the one to win Devin's heart?
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nterini · 1 year
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In Defense of Hira - A textbook case of C-PTSD caused by Childhood Abuse and Neglect
In a lot of the shows that I watch, especially with teens or young adults relating to trauma, or any genre really, there’s always a playful question on my mind: where are their parents? However, at this point in show, it’s becoming so much more apparent that the lack of support Hira received growing up, is fundamental to the way that he sees himself and his position in the world around him. So much so that as much as I want to joke about Hira being as dense as a stone wall, I find myself becoming increasingly uncomfortable in how much my own trauma and reactions to isolation mirror Hira’s.
Symptoms of complex PTSD
Feelings of worthlessness, shame and guilt.
Problems controlling your emotions.
Finding it hard to feel connected with other people.
Relationship problems, like having trouble keeping friends and partners. (Source: NHS)
How was Hira Traumatized?
He was left to his own defenses at an early age and had to fend for himself. Just because they provided him with a house and money for food doesn’t mean they took care of him. He was also bullied for a speech impediment and isolated by his peers as a result. He’s probably never had anyone listen to him closely or had close emotional or physical relationships in his life. Extended periods of neglect in childhood and then more intense isolation later on is extremely damaging.
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Trauma manifests differently. Before therapy, it was really difficult for me to wrap my head around the fact that I wasn’t actually invisible to friends and family. It took a quite aggressive and embarrassing event, (now funny and touching really) for me to understand that if I deviated from my own patterns or if I disappeared or didn’t contact people for hours that people would actually miss me or think about me. I went out and watched a movie after an event, and told one person through text. After the two hour movie, I turned my phone back on and found 30 missed calls. My mother had informed me that she had called the police and that the principal had formed a search party for me. My face was plastered all over Snapchat by my classmates.  I was mortified by what I believed to be a waste of resources and time on my behalf. Such a loud display of love and even then all I could think about was hiding away and making myself smaller. I wasn’t even decent enough to acknowledge the pain, worry, and fear they felt at the thought that someone they loved went missing. It took multiple years later: a very a tentative mother and aunt, very involved teachers, mentors and friends plus therapy for me to stop feeling like a ghost. To get out of my own head and stop trying to fade in the background as a coping mechanism. After being abandoned by his mother to live alone in a house so she could be with the family she wants, after being isolated by his classmates for having a stutter all throughout high school, only one person knocked loudly enough at the door attached to the fortress Hira built in his mind to cope with his trauma. Kiyoi.
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That mental fortress is why Hira is alive today. It kept him safe when he had to sleep in the dark alone as a young boy when he had to cook his own meals. His social ineptitude is due to years of isolation and degradation by those around him. He wasn’t deemed worthy enough by his own mother to be taken care of. Yet Kiyoi loves and sees him. Kiyoi says his name and holds his hand and kisses him and suddenly Hira is solid mass. Not a shadow on the wall or the useless child not worth keeping. He becomes slightly more than nothing. In Hira’s mind he becomes a pebble. Sigh. Well it’s a start. But it’s not enough. It’s gonna take a real miracle for Hira to overcome years of trauma and see himself as a human being. I believe in him though. He’s so brave. No like really though, some of the shit he says is so cringey it takes real guts. Kiyoi is not going to give up on Hira anytime soon he’s too much of an exhibitionist for Hira and a freak (endearingly). Also, Hira is obsessive and intense, so they’re a perfect match.
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He just needs proper counseling and a bit of time. I’m rooting for them.
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headspace-hotel · 1 year
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As a hillbilly living in a rural area I'm loving your posts about humanity's current disconnect from nature.
I do have a question for you though: do you think that people living in cities, suburbs, and other such uuuuh concrete jugle-y areas are more likely to have such an extreme disconnect from nature? I mean obviously we are all disconnected from nature to some degree because even in rural areas there are so many parts of nature we don't get to see. But I am curious if you think that partaking in things like hunting, fishing, and other such rural hobbies makes a person appreciate nature a little more.
I know that for me personally living a more rural life definitely makes me feel more connected to nature. I've had a lot of experiences with the natural world around me that I wouldn't have had in the city, and being around so many bugs and plants all the time kind of gives you no choice but to learn how to live alongside them. I'm getting really good at identifying bugs and various small animals because they are always in my house 😭
Aside from my own personal experiences I also know that people in my town have a much better understanding of where their food comes from because most of them hunt/grow a lot of it themselves. My brother actually worked at a local butcher that processed local folks' livestock and hunted meat. My town even has its own community garden! And of course we all have at least some understanding of how to do things like identify venomous snakes and spiders, how to behave around certain wildlife, etc.
But do you think it's enough to make a meaningful difference? Is it a step in the right direction?
I'm starting to realize that you and I probably way, way, way, overestimate a city-bound person's typical literacy with nature. Apparently there are real human adults that don't want to eat eggs that came from chickens, or apples that came from trees. I,,,am still having difficulty accepting this but...it feels kinda plausible and i am scared lol
Having friends that hunt and farm, living surrounded by farm land and woods, definitely has put me more in casual contact with the natural world.
One of my realization moments for this was my anthropology class where the prof asked if we had ever had a "farm-to-table dinner" and I was like...I mean i've eaten at my friend's house, and their family farms for a living, and so i've had their goats milk and like kale and potatoes and stuff?? but actually, this is a specific Experience people seek out where they go to a farm and eat a meal made of stuff only from that farm. I don't know, Id never heard of it.
I don't think that rural life predisposes you to sustainable use of resources at all. Gestures to, uh, all of the history of the USA. But yeah I think you have to have a basic idea of how The Ground Is Make Your Foods to really...grasp higher nuances of the "how do we relate to the planet" conversation.
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reallyromealone · 1 year
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As promised
A Patreon nsfw
Because I hit 50 on twitch
Enjoy
WARNING ADULT CONTENT
BDSM, OMEGAVERSE, MALE READER, BOTTOM READER
PAH CHIN X MALE READER
SMUT
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Pah loved his husband more than anything or "mate" as (name) refered to him, the succubus falling hopelessly in love with the other who managed to push through the walls of the sex demon and build a happy relationship with him.
He still remembers when (name) showed him his true form.
"Beautiful..." Pah said wide eyed to the demon who looked back at him almost awestruck "but this... this isn't what you want?"
"It's everything I want and more!" Pah said loudly as he smothered his lover in kissed, mindful of the horns.
Tonight was special, tonight was feeding night and since (name) put a claim mark on pah, he could only feed off him specifically.
And (name) was hungry.
Pah barely got through the door before his boyfriend was all over him, using magic to keep himself elevated as he wrapped his legs around pah, one resting over his shoulder as he kissed him heavily "took too long..." (Name) hissed out, eyes black and his more demonic attributes came out "I'm here now" pah said carrying his horny husband to the bedroom where (name) was plopped on the bed.
You see, (name) could just let his mate fuck him silly and get fed but god did it taste better when the other person's fantasies got played out, it just made the energy tingle through him.
Pah was always in awe at (name)s magic, black smoke swirling around him and wrapping around his limbs and manifesting into black rope that bound his body and left him "helpless" to his husband.
"Please..." (Name) said breathlessly as he felt pah touch his legs "please fuck me..."
Pah could never get used to how beautiful his husband was, the two completely devoted to one another and Pah wanted to give him everything.
Pah pulled him close by the ropes wrapped intricately across his chest and into a kiss, tongues dancing as they felt the energy pass even if it was just tiny shreds.
Pah groped at his chest and pulled at his nipples pulling from the kids to watch (name), he was always extra sensitive on feeding days and it was his favorite thing to watch (name) slowly unravel from pleasure "O-oh fuck!" (Name)s eyes were contorted as he let pah play with him, one of the man's hands moving lower to jerk his cock aggressively "p-please just fuck me!"
Or (name) would take his meal himself.
Pah could feel the hunger radiating off his lover and lifted his legs to see his pretty ass, ready to be stuffed "come on~ fuck me fuck me fuck me!" "Stop demanding, you know you're gonna get your food baby"
"Then shove that fat fucking cock in me!"
He was always an angry fucker when hungry, pah thought he looked like a feral rabbit when he was like this.
Pah shoved his cock in, giving (name) no time to adjust as he began fucking (name) senseless. (Name) let his skin be as fragile as a humans, loving the feeling of bruises from his lovers grip as pah flipped him "gonna fuck you real good" he said laying a heavy slap on (name)s ass that physically pushed (name) forward as a shiver rippled through him, a slutty moan escaping his lips.
"Yesyes! Fuck you're good!"
(Name)s words always was an ego boost because pah knew his husband was incredibly blunt in the bedroom.
The bed was shaking as they fucked, neither would be surprised if it broke.
If it wasn't for (name)s magic to repair it, they would have gone through many bed frames.
Pah kept slapping (name)s ass as he fucked him senseless, sucking Hickeys on his skin and tugging on the rope "fuck... Gonna cum!"
"Do it! Don't waist a drop!" (Name) screamed as Pah have a few hard thrusts before they came together, (name) unable to control his magic briefly through the orgasm, shape shifting through various appearances as his body flopped on the bed.
"Mmmmm" (name) moaned as pah felt a bit tired, having his energy physically taken from him "take a break baby... Then that cocks mine again"
Tonight was gonna be long.
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naavispider · 1 year
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What do you think Spider’s relationship with the McCoskers was like (Nash, Mary, and the boys)? Spider is apparently so desperate for a family that even Quaritch is considered a better candidate for a father than Nash so I’m assuming from that and what we’ve seen in the comics that it’s very negative, possibly bordering on abuse and neglect.
Imma preface this by saying I've only read The High Ground volume 1, so I don't know any of the background info from vol 2 and 3 about the McCoskers, however, I think I know everything I want to about them 😌 (tw abuse)
I hate to say it, but I think they were pretty awful to him. Mary and Nash were his adoptive parents, they wee the people who were supposed to love him, care for him, treat him as their own... and yet we never, not once, heard Spider even mention them. He acts like they don't exist, and for all intents and purposes, they don't.
Something must have gone extremely wrong for Spider to feel so 'parentless' despite having the McCoskers. Hell, we even see Norm and Max take a more active role in parenting him than his supposed family. Because that's what an adoptive family is: a family. True and total, despite not being blood related.
Which makes the fact that it failed even more heart-wrenching. I think this is strong evidence that points towards abuse. Spider is clearly desperate for parental figures in his life, and obviously he's not getting it from Nash and Mary. To me what makes the most sense if that they were abusive in the way they emotionally treated Spider.
they never wanted him around
they only took him because there was literally no one else
when they fell pregnant with their own kids, a lot of the caregiving fell on other adults' shoulders
they always favoured the boys more than spider
they changed spider's room into a nursery for their first child, without a plan for where spider would sleep when it arrived
the scientists were able to find him a spare room in Hell's Gate a bit further away from where the McCoskers live - it used to be a store cupboard but with a bit of help from Norm spider makes it look okay
neglect and emotional abuse take their toll on spider over the years and he comes to see Nash especially as just a person who was supposed to love him, but doesn't
he never called them mom or dad
the other scientists see what is going on but what can they do? they can't take spider in themselves
when spider gets back from the forest after a long day spent with the Omatikaya, the McCoskers just ignore his return.
"You're late Spider. Should we even bother saving dinner for you?"
"Perhaps you should ask to stay the night with Kiri and Lo'ak?"
"You got hurt? Go to the med bay, they'll sort you out."
Eventually, he just stops letting them know he's back safe, and they start to go days without even seeing each other (age 7-8)
Nash in particular starts to resent spider - "what are you doing here boy, we've just put the kids to bed!"
no one tells spider to brush his hair, take showers, brush his teeth etc.
spider takes meals where he can get them - he always misses dinner with the McCoskers because they eat early before putting the boys to bed
it's how he started to eat with the Sullys
he sometimes pops in for lunch with the science guys - he knows what time they break and also that the McCoskers aren't there
spider is never interested in playing with the McCosker's other kids (idk in my headcanon he is the only human child on Pandora even though that goes against established canon) because he would always get the blame if they got hurt or upset
the favouritism was so real that he started avoiding the family altogether
the McCoskers were obviously fine with this
Overall, terrible, terrible treatment of a child who needed a family. Even if that family was just one person. The McCoskers were chosen because they were a young couple who wanted kids of their own (they saw spider as 'practice'), and who were deemed 'reliable' - not because they actually wanted him or were emotionally available. It was a collective failure on all of the humans at Hell's Gate, because they all failed to step in and change the situation when it became clear the adoption wasn't working. Multiple failures all around.
And so, when Spider meets Quaritch - an adult whose singular parental focus is on him... who is constantly checking on his wellbeing, who gets mad when Spider puts himself in harm's way... it becmes abundantly clear why Spider falls for Quaritch as a father figure.
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*slowly appears from the void*
Would it be alright, if I requested some Fun Facts about Ma? I am so very curious and I wanna hear all the things about the characters-
Hey how did you do that? Ma facts? Oh sure >:D *throws goldfish into the void*
Funfacts n notso funfacts round with Ma!
(HERES THE AU!)
Fun Facts
She’d pierce more of her if she could, but.. ya can’t really pierce a bird? If i drew her in a human au she’d have WAY MORE piercings!
SHE CAN FLY! She just doesnt like to lol
Her hair isn’t naturally that neon rainbow, its black underneath! She regularly bleaches and dyes, usually in the company of others bc its always funner, and you need someone to check the back!
Ma is a mix of birds, but she’s mostly eagle!! Thats where she gets her big ol talons!
Her talons are really sharp! She always tells ppl to mind them when they’re close. (Aa i can imagine her saying that actually “I’m so happy you decided to-, watch the talons, sugar- come over today”)
She has a leather bag with spikes that says “PUNK MOM” in bright green, its her ma bag >:D she carry’s snacks, first aid utensils, and medication! Mostly anxiety medicine or pain meds.
She is the tallest neighbor, beating Barnaby by about half a foot
She went to Mother Mary’s School for Problematic Boys, after she came out. She was sent at 17
She met Barnaby there ^ she was astonished by how brainwashed Barnaby was, since he was sent there so young he was so accustomed to all the teachings. Poppy decided she wouldn’t just escape, she’d take Barnaby with her!
In the school, everyone went by their last names. (Adults called the kids “Son ____” and kids called the adults “Mother ____” and “Father ____”, kids call each other “Brother ____”. They thought they were a big family, basically. Its a very stereotypical cult.) which explains why Barnaby doesn’t know her deadname! He called her “Brother Partridge”, when they escaped they traded their real names, and ofc ma said to call her Poppy
Poppy calls her parents every year or so, (“just makin’ sure they’re still bigoted. Aha, just kiddin’, I don’t have to check.”)
I like to think Ma has a southern accent. I don’t actually know where she would’ve developed it, but it fits with the mom vibe ok?
She’s horrible at baking, but AWESOME AT COOKING. Like go to her house every thanksgiving. Not even, go for dinner she’ll happily cook you some heaven sent meal im serious.
Poppy was originally going to be completely greyscale, no neon whatsoever. I changed it bc it looked way too gloomy and.. bad.
Poppy would happily say yes to a “Hey Mister*” (*teens standing outside a store and asking adults to buy them alcohol/cigarettes. This literally never works, but Ma would get u some as long as u promised to be safe, and might even make u party at her house)
Not-So Fun Facts
Ok some context for this one: Barnaby was going to be killed by the cult. Before a sacrifice or killing someone that stepped out of line (thats what Barnaby did) they down a cup of wine to cleanse themselves before taking a life. Poppy knew they’d kill Barnaby and poisoned the wine. She pretended to drink it as everyone else did, and bit her tongue as she waited for it to work. If it took even just a few more seconds to kick in, Barnaby would’ve been killed
The poison wasn’t lethal, in Poppy’s words, “they’ll shit weird for a week and vomit more then a tween with bulimia, but they’ll live.”
If it wasn’t obvious her parents are transphobic
I don’t have a lot of notso funfacts for Ma.. shes doin ok <3
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question: i heard the term powerfeeding in a video (in a negative light, about hognose breeders) and i gathered its bad- it shortens lifespans so the snake grows faster or something, but why? more importantly, if someone's buying an adult snake, is there a way to make sure they didn't do that? i heard in another video someone talking about a snake (of breeding age) dying of seemingly nothing / unexpectedly, could that be a cause of sudden death? is it like shortening by half or shortening by a few years? @-@
Great question. Powerfeeding - which is when people basically feed a snake as often as they can get away with to force the snake to grow faster - does indeed shorten a snake's lifespan, sometimes significantly. The answer as to why can get a bit technical, but the basics are that snakes don't digest food exactly like we do, and if a snake is fed larger meals less frequently, it's healthier.
Here's the technical answer. Whenever any animal (not just snakes, this includes humans) eats something, there's a phenomenon called oxidative damage. Digestion produces these things called pro-oxidants, and on their own, they can cause stress to the body and weaken the immune system. Mammals produce anti-oxidants that naturally cancel out the damage, but snakes don't produce enough to undo the damage.
If a snake eats very frequently, they're constantly in a state of digestion, and they're constantly taking oxidative damage. This causes them to literally age faster, and they will pass away from apparently natural causes sooner than a snake of the same age who ate less frequently. Because of this, keepers should always be aiming to essentially feed a snake as infrequently as possible.
For a keeper with an adult snake, if you just focus on feeding larger meals less frequently, your snake will be fine! Most adult snakes will need to eat once every other week at most, and some (like pythons and boas) should eat about once a month. The important thing is to avoid the urge to over-feed your snake.
There's no real way of telling how much oxidative damage will shorten a snake's lifespan. It depends on the species and the individual. It can absolutely cause unexpected/sudden deaths - it will seem as if a young snake just died of old age. A snake that was power-fed early in life will often have a noticeably shorter lifespan - ball pythons, for example, regularly live to be over 30 years old, but a power-fed snake might be lucky to make it to 10.
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