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makerofmadness · 2 years

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a summary of kirby and the forgotten land (plot-wise)

(obviously there will be spoilers so i’m putting this all under a read more)

uh i guess this is for the people who have been following me for the cookie run content who now have to watch me kirbypost about the forgotten land novel (idk how big the fandom overlap is knjdifhsojdfn) idk

so kirby was just strolling along the path with nothing to do and then his warp star comes out of nowhere like “hey let’s fly” and kirby’s like “ok” and then they fly

but then they fly too close to an incoming hurricane(?) and there’s a vortex in the hurricane and it’s sucking everyone up like kirby sucks up his food and kirby gets sucked up and then crystal shards-esque body horror happens to kirby but don’t worry he’s fine he just gets a new gimmick for the game

so kirby wakes up with a face full of sand and he can move in three dimensions now and he walks into some abandoned city overrun with plants and also various common enemies from dream land that still want to murder kirby above all else because child murder hell yeah

also there are Dogs but they’re Evil Dogs

and kirby can stretch his body over cars now and somehow operate them like that so that's cool

anyway so eventually he gets to the wrecked remains of a town and waddle dees are being mass-kidnapped by birds that look like flint lockwood’s dad from cloudy with a chance of meatballs and he sees them corner and trap a blue mouse so he saves the blue mouse and the mouse’s name is elfilin and he wants to save the waddle dees too so adventure begins

also bandee is there to tag along and help if you have friends who can play co-op with you

anyway so they travel around the new world beating up furries/the beast pack who are the kidnapping waddle dees for some reason and not much happens minus the restoration of the town and also kirby getting to use a gun and a drill

also meta knight shows up to fight kirby in a colosseum and then seemingly does nothing for the rest of the game until it’s revealed in the postgame that he was protecting the waddle dee town so he wasn’t actually being useless after all but like yeah

anyway so after beating up harambe, discord mod whispy woods (complete with a goatee), and girlboss cat, kirby and co. reach the ice level and then shxt happens

so kirby just strolls up to the church(?) like “oh wow this adventure’s been so much fun i sure hope my brother hasn’t been brainwashed by the furries” and then king dedede is there like “hello kirby i have been brainwashed by furries” and so boss fight happens and then dedede kidnaps the rat and gets carried away by the flint lockwood dad birds

so yeah now they have to travel continents to chase after them and they beat up a nonbinary armadillo and its supply of diy wives in the desert and then they get to the lava level which any true gamer would know is the final level of the game

and so after going through that and refighting the bosses and stuff because The Council Will Decide Your Fate kirby finally catches up to dedede who was starting to get his memories back after the fight with kirby so he got stuck with some mask that mind controls him even harder and then he goes feral and starts running around on all fours and biting and kirby has to beat him up again to make him snap out of it finally

so after that dedede is back to normal and he and kirby get to be happy for all of five seconds before an elevator opens and a bunch of furries come charging at them so everyone makes a run for the elevator but one of the waddle dees freed at the end of the fight trips and dedede goes back to save him by flinging him over at kirby who was trying to hold the door open for him. so yeah dedede stays behind to fight off the furries and then surprise plot twist there is one last world/level

and then the game has full voice-acting and lore dump happens about specimen id-f86 who started destroying the new world when it arrived and then got captured and turned into a lab rat basically (something about planetary warp technology idk) but then part of the specimen broke off and escaped.

also the waddle dees are revealed to have been put in hamster wheels presumably to power something so yeah.

kirby reaches the top floor and encounters the furries’ king leongar who reveals that elfilin was that missing piece of the specimen and that his goal was to unite the two pieces because surprise he’s also being controlled by the giant test tube rat nightmare fetus creature thing that is specimen id-f86. and so boss fight happens and elfilin is freed but then the specimen throws a hissy fit and breaks out and just consumes leongar and the other furries who came rushing in after having presumably knocked dedede unconscious and waited patiently for the elevator to come back down.

and so they all get eaten and then the reason for the PEGI fear warning happens (aka. fecto forgo) and kirby and co. have to run away while also beating the crap out of it so yeah.

at the end though fecto forgo grabs elfilin and becomes an Orb and flies away so kirby has to go up to the helicopter pad rooftop to fight the final boss: fecto elfilis (aka the nonbinary rat god). anyway so elfilis summons meteors and has healing attacks and stuff but kirby still manages to kick their butt and free elfilin which causes elfilis to start melting.

elfilis throws another hissy fit and decides that they want to just destroy everything so they summon a huge portal and start pulling kirby’s home planet of pop star through with the goal of making it collide with the new world. kirby knows he has to stop elfilis so he stretches himself over a giant truck and goes charging at it. like across buildings right into the sky and with elfilins help he rams right into it. he defeats elfilis with the power of vehicular manslaughter.

then he and elfilin (and bandee) get thrown back into dream land but the portals are still open so elfilin’s like “i have to commit a heroic sacrifice to save everyone” so he uses all his power to close the connection between the worlds and seemingly dies but don’t worry he survives and thanks to the power of different worlds working on different time frames his recovery and return to dream land seems almost instantaneous to kirby so yeah happy ending.

except post game happens because leongar’s soul still needs saving and long story short they almost have another showdown with the final boss’s soul like in most kirby games but then morpho knight (aka the kirby universe grim reaper who is also a butterfly) shows up and uses the power of it/its pronoun swag to absorb them and take its knight form (so basically it got out of canon jail but galacta knight still hasn’t). and so kirby throws hands with it and wins and leongar is saved and can return home to his wife.

and they all lived happily ever after the end (minus the extra-hard additional boss rush mode at the end with a new final boss that actually wraps things up but my macbook’s almost dead so i’m done here-)

so basically this game was just a reverse-isekai thank you for coming to my ted talk

#kirby #kirby and the forgotten land

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earthboundfacebook · 6 years

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Quick heads up,

I'm in the path of Hurricane Florence, and it's very likely I will lose electricity within the next few days. The queue is currently filled to last for about a month, so this blog will still post daily, but I will be unable to answer any asks should I lose power.

I'll try to answer as many asks tomorrow as I can, but I've got a lot of hurricane preparations to do and the inbox is pretty jammed right now, so I make no promises.

#not fb #mod post #just a heads up so no one sends an ask and wonders why i'm suddenly radiosilent #also i live in a pretty safe place for hurricanes #so i'll be fine :)#best of luck to anyone else in the hurricane's path tho

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jumpdiscord · 7 years

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#mod sophie #(ikm in the path of irma this isn't me making a tasteless lol joke)#i was like reacting to a statement abt the hurricane'#also its coming closer lol pray #sophie

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keltonwrites · 3 years

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I'm not sure if that's a good thing

“Well you’re definitely the first.” This past week, we screened-in the eastern facing porch on the side of the cabin. The porch slopes to the South, with the brick-on-dirt floor crumbling in that direction as well until it reaches uneven slabs of stone acting as steps down to the “yard” below. A mixed material retaining wall wraps beneath the steps to the south facing garage, holding up one corner of the narrow deck on the front of the house. The deck, in the heat of a high altitude summer, droops off the house like it’s daydreaming about the winter snow’s embrace. It’s safe to sit on, though I would not recommend leaning on the railing.

The side porch takes the brunt of the wind. Our wooden rocking chairs have been rocked some 20 feet into the yard more than once in the two months we lived here. In the myriad of threats we heard about the weather, most people included the wind. We all know how I feel about this ongoing weather intimidation tactic. I asked, “what speed are the gusts?” “Oh, they get up to 70 miles per hour on some days.” This was the first quantifiable piece of weather information someone had offered — an actual number we could react to with data and our historical personal experiences of various weather events. And our reaction was: uhhhh…. OK???? Look, I get it. No one’s preaching the skin benefits of -20 degree wind gusts at 70 mph, building snow drifts against your house in the span of minutes that Cooper could die in. I am not going to pretend that’s pleasant. But 70 mph? Any wind I’ve driven faster than does not intimidate me. I used to rally the horses at 12 years old in winds over 70mph to get them in the barn before the latest tornado whipped through. I helped shutter the resort in the BVI as the Category 5 hurricane rolled in. Even in Topanga, 70 mile per hour gusts were not uncommon in Santa Ana events. We had our single pane windows shatter more than once from debris in the wind. We taped cardboard up and went to sleep. That “70 mph” was all I needed to hear to confirm our next project: we were going to build a catio for these cats, and we were going to do it on the pre-existing porch structure to save time and money. We spent a week framing out the structure. We had to carve into the logs of the house to embed the wood supports for the framing.

And from there, every piece of wood was custom carved and cut to fit around the existing timber supports. The existing porch was so wildly uneven that there are gaps between each piece of old wood and the new framing. Our plan is to mix all the wood chips from the project with mortar/chinking and stuff the gaps — a good solution for the log cabin look. We built a plywood pony wall up to 28 inches from the interior of the porch, which gives a height of ~4-5ft from the exterior ground below. It’s capped with a 2x6” railing for even the fluffiest of cats to find a perch. The exterior will be wrapped with corrugated metal that we’ll quick-age to match the metal that wraps the bottom of the cabin. On the interior of the porch, we’ll use shiplap to hide the framing.

The screens themselves can withstand winds up to 120 mph, but to-be-determined if they can hold the weight of a growing maniac cat who has already tried to climb them. In the event the screens succumb to cat (or wind or snow or neighbor judgment) we’ll reinforce with metal mesh. We’re going to maintain this screen porch regardless of what the screen is. We had the pleasure of running into one of our more industrious neighbors the other day, and Ben asked him, “hey we’re building a screen porch. Is this a terrible idea?” He laughed. “Well you’re definitely the first.” But he liked it. Great way to diminish wind into the house. Simple way to regulate the temperature with massive south-facing windows. And indeed a practical outdoor safe haven for cats in predator territory. Just because you’re the first doesn’t mean you’re foolish — just foolhardy. There’s plenty of that here. This town has the typical mountain town’s truncated version of a colonizers’ history: “established 1881.” But it was plenty established prior to that by the Uncompahgre Band of the Ute Nation, removed by the U.S. Army on September 7, 1881, nearly 140 years ago. The government relocated the Uncompahgre Ute People to Utah, and one year after the Ute were forcibly removed from their ancestral land, San Miguel County split off from Ouray County and was made its own political subdivision in the newly-formed State of Colorado. In 1879, the ore-laden valley already had 50 people living in it, with a new narrow gauge railway only 2 miles away. By 1885, it was a town of 200 people. There was a hotel, a couple saloons, a pool hall. Winters were treacherous; the valley was and is prone to avalanches. But where there’s gold, there’s gumption. The power needed to run the stamp mill to process ore drove innovation. Timber was scarce at such high elevations, so a wood powered steam mill wouldn’t cut it. But the San Miguel River just a few miles down from the mine looked promising. Thus began the development and construction of the Ames Hydroelectric Generating Plant. It was a hit. In fact, it was so successful that the Ames Plant led to the adoption of alternating currents at Niagara Falls and eventually to being adopted worldwide as a viable power solution. The plant remains, but the gold rush obviously didn’t. By 1940, the U.S. Census declared this little town I call home as tied for the lowest population in the country: 2 people. By 1960, it was one of four incorporated towns in the U.S. with no residents. But the joke was on the Census — the town’s single resident was just out of town the day the census came through. 1960 population: 1. By 1980 the population grew to 38, 69 in 1990, and about 180 now. (Plus 51 dogs according to the town’s website.) With modern amenities, it’s easier to be here. Studded snow tires, satellite internet, solar panels, instant coffee. No matter the hardships, there’s the reality of the present. In the 1880s, as the town boomed, the Ouray Times declared, “it will be at no distant day a far more pretentious town than it is now.” That day hasn’t exactly arrived, but I guess it depends on what you consider pretentious. I don’t think the town claims any airs of excellence beyond what’s true. In fact, the town hardly claims anything at all. There’s no sign indicating it’s even here. There’s just the old side and the new side. The new side, the Eastern half, was drawn out in the early 1990s, some 100 years later, and is separated from the Old Town by an avalanche zone—preserved open space for hiking in the summer, preserved open space for surviving in the winter. The town forbids short-term rentals, no one has a fence, dogs roam free, and all the houses have that cabin look to them. A boulder nests in a grove near a trailhead in the center of town with a plaque paying respect to the Utes who called this valley home. There’s no industry here. No businesses allowed. If you want a $7 latte, you can drive the 14 miles required to get it, assuming there’s not an avalanche blocking your path. You can, however, buy a pink lemonade in a

solo cup at the permanent lemonade stand run by the local feral child mafia. Crystals (rocks) can be purchased for an additional cost. We bought one, hoping to buy favor at the same time. The town plan has a few guiding principles, and it’s all in the name of preservation. We must preserve: 1 - the quiet atmosphere 2 - the rustic character 3 - the natural setting

And finally: 4 - protect the health and wellbeing of the people here No snowmobiles, no ATVs, no drones. In fact, the only sign of the outside world here are the passers-through. When you take the dirt road through town to the end, you enter National Forest, and you can hike over the pass saddle at nearly 12,000 feet before descending down the other side into Silverton. The pass road climbs rutted through an aspen forest before scaling across a scree field and then lurching over to the other side. Every day, it seems like 30 or so Texans and Arizonans in lifted and loud Jeeps with unused mods climb over this mountain in the comfort of their air conditioning, simply to drive down the other side. You could hike it, ride it, run it, and ski it, but they don’t. They rev their engines, kicking up dust in a town of feral children and roaming dogs, staring at us instead of waving. I’ve lived here for two months and look how salty I am. I’ll fit in yet. But today, there is a temperature that whispers of perfect trails and the dwindling of ogglers driving 35 in a 15. It’s already snowed in the mountains we see from our kitchen. Today, like a dedication to the Septembers of our youth, you can feel a chill in the air. A temperature akin to pencils and sweaters and reinventing yourself. A temperature that doesn’t exactly sing “screen porch” but could if you had the right slippers on. That’s what I did this morning: put my slippers on and sat there in the cool mountain morning air, thinking about the cemetery behind our house, about the Ute tribe, about the miners, about the mailman who died on Christmas in 1875 on the pass, about the 5 people who died in avalanches here just last year, about the people in their cars on their phones driving through, and all the people who’s very first question to us was, “so are you gonna live here part-time or full-time?” Maybe it will be a hard place to live. But at least we’ll have a screen porch.

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#colorado #small town life #home renovation #amwriting #creative writing #newsletter #a little bit better

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buoyantsaturn · 3 years

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honestly, that was a placeholder title haha I completely forgot that I didn’t think of a better one :) but hey, it’s catchy maybe :) also, thanks for organizing and co-hosting Will solace week :) I haven’t had a lot of time to read the new fics (that last fic took me forever haha) but I’ve loved your fics :) sorry that you’ve gotten some bad feedback but I’m glad you tackled some of his more toxic traits :) many blessings and hugs :)

no i like it lmao you have to keep it now!! mostly i just thought it was funny that u wrote about nico running a stan blog essentially without having a blog yourself alksjdf id be like me trying to write about twitter or. hm well i was gonna say instagram but i certainly did write an insta-famous nico au huh.

anyway i will pass on your thanks to the other mods!! and by that i mean im sure they'll see this post lmao bc at least one of them has me on post notifications.

i think as time has gone on ive gotten more positive feedback than negative but it's just. frustrating when the comments make it seem like the people didnt even read ur fic, u know? anyway thank you!! and im very excited to read your newest fic as soon as i get a chance!!!

i hope u stay safe and out of the path of any approaching hurricanes!! heed the flood warnings and evacuation notices if they come up!!

#ask #wordsofink #anonymous

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beybladeimagines · 5 years

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hey bby i was wondering what mythical creatures you think the blade breakers and blitzkrieg boys would be? thanks!

Mod Note: WOW OKAY I HAD TOO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

TYSON: Honey, I already envision Tyson being able to transform into a dragon, but also maintains some dragon-esque features. I see him with these beautiful piercing blue eyes that only seem to intensify in brightness as he treads the physical line between human-body and dragon form. Whenever he gets excited, they glow and he just emits this brilliant gust of energy around him. Depending on how close he is to transforming, I imagine the whites around his eyes turning black or a light grey. When he transforms, his dragon form is huge. I don’t picture him with wings, but rather he has a serpentine form that seems to mimic the current / winds. He doesn’t breathe fire, but he can emit a mighty hurricane from exhalation alone. He often chases storm clouds and loves flying through the rain. If anything, the chaos in the skies energizes him. He prefers to exist among humans, so he seldom transforms unless he misses being one with the winds again.

MAX: You already know what I’m gonna say. Max is the most majestic merman you’ve ever had the pleasure of laying your eyes on. He has piercing teal eyes, one’s that sailors can see through the densest of fogs. He’s super playful and has the amazing ability of befriending any aquatic animal within his vicinity. He’s even able to talk the most aggressive animals out of attacking someone and thus has saved quite a few folks in the water. Max typically admires humanity from afar, but although he fears getting caught, many are inherently drawn to him. I envision Max like a siren. His voice is captivating and can inspire just about anyone to dive into the water after him. It’s not even just his singing that people are enamored by, but also the mesmerizing and sickeningly sweet way he speaks. Max has an excellent way of disarming people and because of that, he’s managed to remain an enigma beneath the waters for so long.

RAY: Not exactly a mythical creature per say, but I do imagine Ray being a shape shifter. I can see him altering his form, specifically to that of a cat’s, just so he can better evaluate the company of those around him. If a person is able to treat him well in his animal form, then they’re worthy of some time with his human form. It’s not that Ray has trust issues, but he is rather picky when it comes to deciding who he wants to exert his energy on. He prefers not to get too close, because he has silently convinced himself that anyone (at the blink of an eye) could betray him or take advantage of his abilities. Additionally, he prefers his space and wants to roam the world without anything or anyone holding him back. He constantly changes faces just to avoid having people from his past find him again. The one consistent trait about Ray is his eye color. Regardless of what he transforms into, Ray’s creations retain that bright gold color, and that always ends up exposing him when he simply wants to hide.

KAI: A fallen angel. Kai, by no means, is a demon (nor a gremlin, despite what we all want to believe). Rather, Kai has lost his path many moons ago. Originally, he was called to be a benevolent agent and yet, he became consumed by sins like greed. He never wanted money or love; rather, he craved some form of recognition and he desired to simply be the best. He couldn’t stand the thought of being seen as an equal, so he allowed the feathers to fall from his wings as he descended onto earth. Every time he finds himself drifting further and further from the light, a feather of his falls off, thus making him unable to fly again. Humans cannot see the wings he drags behind him as he walks, but they have become such a massive weight and burden on his body. On Earth, he looks like any other human man, but he retains his supernatural abilities. He can make himself unseen, he can hear the thoughts of others, and he can see someone’s fate. He seldom shares this information with others, because he sees everyone around him as too weak and he’d rather use his abilities against an opponent he deems worthy.

TALA: Okay, so this might be cheating, but I see Tala as a shape-shifting fallen angel. LISTEN. The reason Tala descended was because of how quickly he clung to wrath. He was exposed to many betrayals that ended up stripping him of his initial holiness. His punishment was to wander the earth for eternity, never being able to find sanctuary or solace from heaven or hell. While many of his abilities lay dormant, he has expressed fondness for wolves. None have ever attacked him when he was on his own and some have even accepted him into their pack. Tala was inspired to take on the form of a mighty white wolf, one that hunters only seem to see during blizzards. He brings a wicked storm with him when he moves. The intensity of the elements ultimately reflects his internal calamities, which he shamelessly imposes on those around him. Hunters have never been able to capture him, many of them have stopped trying, but he’s still out there...roaming the harsh terrain just to get some kind of peace.

BRYAN: I want to say a goblin so bad, but this dude is a straight up incubus / demon. Bryan was molded out of sin, straight from the bowels of hell. He was made to be a great taker - someone that played on the desires of humans and used that desire against them. Keep in mind that incubi do not always rely on lust to acquire someone’s attention and soul. They have a tendency to offer many material and physical pleasures in order to have someone right where they want them. Bryan is the king of false promises and bad deals. He makes his offers sound so legit that it’s hard for anyone to turn him down. However, the moment someone agrees to indulge him is the moment they lose their soul. Bryan loves to take many things from humans - whether it’s a soul, their safety, their sanity, their ability to speak, etc. He loves seeing the pure trust and lust in someone’s eyes just vanish the longer he’s in their presence. He will sit on his victims chest and just watch the very life leave their pretty eyes.

SPENCER: He is absolutely a werewolf, one that has three different transformations. Specifically, I imagine him having a human form, a wolf form, and that in-between form where he’s able to stand and speak like a human but maintain the physical features of a wolf. Spencer became gifted with this curse by a mysterious (coughs) white wolf he came across in the Russian forests. Just when he thought he was going to be attacked and left for dead, the wolf simply bit him and allowed him to experience a surge of power that Spencer had never experienced before. Initially, Spencer experienced an unbearable agony across his entire body, as his bones practically broke and reformed every time he transformed. In time, he learned to master that power and has had to train himself to minimize the animalistic urges he sometimes has when it comes to needing to hunt. Spencer still lives among humans, but he has dedicated himself to seeking out that white wolf again. Sometimes he swears he can still see him, but when he blinks nothing is there.

#beyblade #beyblade imagine #bladebreakers #blitzkrieg boys #tyson granger #takao kinomiya #max tate #max mizuhara #ray kon #rei kon #kai hiwatari #yuriy ivanov #tala ivanov #bryan kuznetsov #boris kuznetsov #spencer petrov #sergei petrov #headcanon #Anonymous

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edvonstein · 4 years

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which precures would read homestuck without being dared to

Boy howdy. There’s a question I didn’t expect. Well let’s see here and go down the list:

Nagisa: Got into it shortly after launch, after hearing Honoka talk about it.

Honoka: OG reader, has been around for most of Hussie’s stuff.

Hikari: She didn’t read it until about halfway through its publication run, but caught up in a single night. She made fanart.

Saki: She tried to get into it for Mai, but it never really meshed with her. Still learned enough through osmosis to cosplay both Dirk and Dave.

Mai: She has five sketch books that are just redraws of the entire series with everybody replaced by Saki. None of her friends must ever see. They saw. They didn’t get it, but liked the art.

Nozomi: OG reader, not the absolute biggest fan, but did walk away liking it.

Rin: Saw Nozomi read it, and tried a little herself. Then she met Kanaya. The rest was history and fanfics. And special flower arrangements.

Urara: Currently lobbying for a broadway adaption. She is undecided which role she wants to play tho.

Komachi: She has changed her writing pseudonym to John Egbert, to get a better likelyhood of getting her Pirate Hurricane series published. She writes more like a mix of Dave and Rose though. It’s fucking mind expanding.

Karen: She had it fed through her home’s in house cinema to watch it with Komachi initially. They all ended up watching it.

Milk/Kurumi: “Vriska did nothing wrong”

Love: Her and Setsuna totally are like Rose and Kanaya. She is Rose of course.

Miki: She knows she is everybody’s Kanaya. She spend some time making masks of the characters. You can imagine how well that ended. Her Kanaya cosplays are somehow still great for the family boutique.

Inori: Yeah, she read it. Each reading session was followed by a trip to the confession booth. Eventually she just started reading it in the confession booth. The priest liked it too.

Setsuna: Her and Love totally are like Rose and Kanaya. She is Rose of course.

Tsubomi: Yes she read it. No her friends must never know. She doesn’t realize all of them have read it too.

Erika: The only friend Tsubomi opened up to about Homestuck. Turns out Erika runs one of the main japanese fansites of Homestuck.

Itsuki: Main mod on Erika’s fansite. Tsubomi must never know. Nor her family. Itsuki still feels too uncomfortable in their skin for that.

Yuri: Almost OG reader, she and Honoka frequented the same forums. Upon casual mention from Honoka, Yuri tried it out. Her young friends must never be tainted by this horror. Hopefully Hussie updates soon!

Hibiki:Learned about it through Ako. Found it pretty sweet, but didn’t make it all the way.

Kanade: Also learned about it through Ako. her bi heart couldn’t be stopped as she steamed through almost all of it in one go.

Ellen: Had been following it for about a year with Hummie before Suite happened. Continued reading while on the villains side. Often plays Homestuck songs while busking, and has several rearrangements on niconico.

Ako: Has been reading Hussie’s stuff since halfway through Problem Sleuth. She was 7 at the time. There’s a reason she a) is so crumby, Karkat is her spirit animal, and b) she decided to go and become an extra af phantom thief precure.

Miyuki: She is a reading machine, and of course this would capture her attention. She came in a bit late but found it on her own.

Akane: Similarly to Rin, she saw it over Miyuki’s shoulder one day, did a bit of reading herself, and got pretty hooked for a while.The hiatuses however broke her streak. Oddly enough the main emotion she took away from it is a hate for Equius, which she shares with Nao.

Yayoi: Main fanart contributor to Erika’s fansite. Her and Reika spend hours talking about Terezi.

Nao: Never did read it, she was too busy with her family and superheroism. More recently though, she decided to kinda wiki crawl the subject. Walked away primarily with a hate for Equius.

Reika: Another mod on Erika’s fansite.She has found her path. Her parents are disappointed. Screw her parents.

Mana: Tried it, didn’t like it. Square.

Rikka: Wishes she could live on that first planet they showed, with the froggies. She tries to dare Mana, but continues to get shot down. Mana is such a square.

Alice: Found it on one of her internet binges to bring her temper down. It proofed a surprisingly good tool to keep her mellow, which is why we see so little of her inner rage during the show. Another Terezi fan.

Makoto: Somehow has never come across a single shred of evidence that Homestuck exists. As unlucky as she is, she might be the luckiest of us all.

Aguri: Unlike Makoto, she has seen what Rikka and Alice are up to. She did read it a little, and liked what she saw well enough, but didn’t stick with it. Not enough time, and her twin sister lives fifty miles in Vriska did nothing wrong territory, so clearly she must be better than her. (She isn’t.)

Megumi: Came across it on her own, read it, but lost interest.

Hime: Runs the discord server for Erika’s fansite.

Yuko: Does occasional lyrics for Ellen’s arrangements, both on youtube and niconico, and makes the occasional troll riceball.

Iona: She was in fact dared, but by Megumi of all people, after she stopped reading. There is no bigger Rose fan now.

Haruka: As an avid reader, it did cross her radar, she went through it, and came out more determined than before to be the best princess she can be.

Minami: Amusingly enough, stumbled across it during her internet binges boning up on marine biology. Feferi popped up in her searches somehow, and the rest is history.

Kirara: Fans suggested it to her. She read it. The most fabulous Kanaya cosplayer of them all.

Towa: Kirara suggested it to her after she herself had finished (by now the webcomic is done IRL) partially because nerds gotta share, and partially because she truly felt it might help her cope with some of her inner turmoil from the guilt over being Twilight. Towa is slow in reading through this particular one, so she is still going through it today. Results unclear, she doesn’t talk much about it, even with Kirara. It might be helping though.

(The remaining characters I don‘t know as well as the others yet, but I’ll see what I can conjure up. Intriguingly I feel this also marks the first generation of Cures that lived in a post Homestuck world, what with Mahoutsukai airing in 2016, and Homestuck ending in 2016.)

Mirai: Got dragged in by the hype over the ending of Homestuck. Dared Riko to read it with her. They did. They planned their wedding to be like Rose’s and Kanaya’s.

Riko: Got dragged in by Mirai. Would feel very big deja vu next year when they both became moms to Kotoha.

Kotoha: Her moms protect her from this vice. (She found it anyways. There is no stopping the corruption of the youth.)

Ichika: Heard about it, but didn’t really care. Unfortunately for her she is on a team with Aoi, Yukari, and Akira.

Himari: Closet fan, wrote several dissertations about the science in Homestuck on Erika’s fansite. Which is probably where her crush on Honoka comes from.

Aoi: Loud and proud, likes this retro comic. Has started collabs with Yuko, Ellen, Amour, and Emiru because of course.

Yukari: She was a depressed gay teen during Homestuck’s peak... what do you think?

Akira: She was a gay teen during Homestuck’s peak... what do you think?

Ciel: She would have been save. But Undertale dragged her right into this fresh hell.

Hana: Huge fan of Undertale, but never quite pulled together the energy to tackle the behemoth that is Homestuck. Did learn through osmosis, with so many of her senpai cure friends being raving lunatic homestuck fans.

Saaya: Actually dodged both the Homestuck and the Undertale bullet initially. Hana then tossed Deltarune at her, and Saaya fell down the rabbit hole.

Homare: She had some inner hangups about getting into the whole mess, but Hana did dare her, knowing enough about the series to know that it’s message might gibe Homare the kick in the behind she needed to give ice skating another go.

Emiru: Big Undertale fan, but doesn’t care about the webcomic herself. Uncertain if even a dare would work, she does her own thing... well, besides the music. She freaking loves the music.

Amour: Read the whole thing in one hour to understand its impact on culture. What else would make her crash and join the heroes? Jokes aside, she did do it, and it did leave an impact on her. She was the one who connected Aoi and Emiru.

Hikaru: What are the freaking odds that she hasn’t read through it in its entirety three times this week alone?

Lala: Had her ship read it to her as something to fall asleep to. It put her to sleep quickly, actually, like tales from home. Her ship didn’t fare as well. It’s one of the biggest crack shippers on Erika’s site. Lala only heard like ten percent of the story.

Elena: Has neither the free time nor privacy to read a webcomic that’s now a decade old. Likes listening to Hikaru’s ranting about the series. Also likes how somehow that ranting makes Madoka’s face light up.

Madoka: It is unknown how she found the time, but she is a freaking huuuueg closet fan. She wants to talk with Hikaru about it, but still feels too uncomfortable being public about it. Hikaru does however know that MoonSollux, one of the biggest fanfic writers on Erika’s site, is her, but will wait for Madoka to come out of her shell in her own time.

Yuni: Missed the whole mess being a space alien idol phantom thief. Is getting a very wrong idea about human culture from Hikaru’s ranting. A dare would totally work.

(I have zero grasp on the Healin’ Good Girls, so not gonna do them.)

#precure #homestuck #why did i do this #who are you anonymous?#actually i have a suspicion given my follower pool

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weatherfeathers · 5 years

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Hurricane Dorian Update (8-29-19)

Hurricane Dorian’s path is expected to reach Florida by possibly Tuesday, September 3rd. It would be a Category 3 Hurricane when it hits the coasts of Florida. However, it will weaken immediately back to a Category 1 Hurricane by Wednesday, September 4th.

The Hurricane’s current location is above Puerto Rico.

Current Hurricane statistics:

Category: 1 Sustained winds: 85 MPH Wind gusts: 105 MPH Path: NW at 13 MPH Pressure: 991 MB

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-mod leviathan

#hurricane #hurricane dorian #dorian #storms #storm tracking #storm tracker #meterology #category 3 #category 1 #wind #storm #mod leviathan

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lookatallthosefandomz · 6 years

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Major Update!

Hey everyone, Mod Silver here. I'm sure you've all noticed the lack of activity here on the blog, but that doesn't mean it has been abandoned!

Just so you are all aware, Mod Lily is no longer an admin to the blog. Between our main blog and several other blogs she's an admin on, it was a bit overwhelming for her to juggle all the blogs she wanted to write for without burning herself out, so we agreed I would keep the blog myself and see how it works out. Ó3Ò

Work has been a bit on the hectic side as of late, and the last two hurricanes did not help either (don't worry, neither of us were in the path of the storms!). However, I still want to try and work to answer asks for the fandoms I'm currently in and I will be updating the rules and fandom list after work today when I get on my home computer, among other things as necessary. Apologies for all of you who have been waiting and I greatly appreciate your patience and will hopefully have an ask or two posted before the end of the day! ÒwÓ

#multi fandom blog #mod silver #major update #apologies for making everyone wait!#thanks again for your patience #and i hope you'll support me as i try and run an ask blog myself x'D

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kinkyacademia · 6 years

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Idk if this'll make it through because my wifi is so shit right now, but a request for Mod SourPatch: Short S/O having trouble walking in the snow, for Bakugou and Inasa please! (PS I'm sorry if this sends more than once my wifi is really uncooperative right now cries)

Ack! I’m behind on the requests so much, these should have been out this last saturday / sunday but I got so distracted with work, getting my husband into a new job also, and getting ready for Yule! Thank you so much for a cute request to kick of the holidays, especially with my tall prince.

Mod SourPatch 🎄 🎄 🎄

Katsuki Bakugou:

💣 This boy just uses the heat from his quirk to melt the snow if it gets too much trouble to walk in for himself, and he doesn’t know why you just walk in his footsteps. The problem is he is too tall and his stride is much larger than your own.

💣 When he sees you struggling he is laughing to himself, trying not to make it obvious. He thinks its cute watching you so determined when you’re so far behind.

💣 He walks back to you, using the heat from his quirk to melt a path until you can reach the actual sidewalk that is snow free. He made a mental note to not walk through the park with you again in the snow.

Inasa Yaorashi:

🌪️ Inasa is a tall dude at 6’1” and something, so he walks in rivers, snow, and hurricanes just fine. He embrasses the challange until he sees you struggling to walk in snow that only came to his calves. With his massive height, you usually trail behind him a bit but you were WAY behind him now.

🌪️ He has such a boisterous laugh it’s contagious… in the right moments. He stood for a good minute laughing at how cute you were struggling in the snow but he meant no harm. He just found you cute, and that stubborn ness he fell in love with day one.

🌪️ Finally he walked back over to you, bending down so you could climb on his back and the whole rest of the way he carried you over the mountains and through the woods, over the hills of snow you go. He was full of cuddles when you got home.

#Anonymous #katsuki bakugou #bakugou x reader #reader x bakugou #bakugou katsuki #yoarashi inasa #inasa yoarashi #inasa x reader #reader x inasa #headcanons #mod sourpatch

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imagineclaireandjamie · 6 years

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Brianna tells her parents about the dream she had about them in Jamaica.

Hi, anon,

Mod Bonnie here!

I hope you don’t mind, but I loved this prompt so much, I used it for the Candle for the Caribbean fundraiser, organized by @loveinpanem (the Hunger Games equivalent of @imagineclaireandjamie ), to raise money for Hurricane Maria Relief in Puerto Rico and the other areas impacted. Since Outlander Season Three/Voyager partially takes place in the caribbean, the lovely organizers thought Outlander fans might be interested in taking part by submitting stories to a fanfic anthology. The story inspired by this prompt is included in that collection, and is available to download on Thursday, December 7th.

For the anon who submitted this prompt, if you’d like to DM me directly, I’d be happy to share the story with you personally!

For the rest of you, here is a wee preview, which I hope might get you intrigued enough to want to read the full piece! It’s about 3800 words, and for what it’s worth, it’s one I’m very proud of. I would be thrilled for you to read the whole thing! (directions for accessing it below)

Jamaica (preview)

At River Run, the night after Jamie and Brianna meet (Drums of Autumn)

[….]

“I’m fine,” I blurted, smiling as best I could, both shaking and nodding my head like a complete moron (well done, Bree: poise and grace incarnate). “Perfectly fine.”

To my shock, Jamie Fraser laughed at this, and high-strung as I still was, I had a visceral impulse to throw something heavy at his fucking head.

“Forgive me,” he said at once, seeing my reaction, though he didn’t bother to suppress his grin. “Only—Christ, ye sound like your mother when ye say that.”

“Oh, no,” I groaned, barking a laugh despite myself. “Shit, I DO! I mean, oh— um—yikes, sorry.”

I fumbled for another less vulgar swear (I didn’t want him to think his daughter a complete heathen after less than twelve hours), but he snorted and waved it off. “I heard worse cursing from Claire within the first hour of meeting her, and it evidently didna put me off in any lasting way.”

We laughed, both of us this time; shy laughter, but real, and it blessedly eased the tension of the night a little further, bringing us another inch closer to connection.

We were careful with one another, Jamie and I—not just now, in this room still clouded by nightmare, but for the entire time since we’d met earlier in the day. For what it was worth, I thought we would keep erring on the side of caution for some time, months, or even years, even if all continued to progress well between us. If Jamie was feeling anything like I was (and I would have bet money on it), the last thing he wanted was to scare me off by showing or expecting too much overt affection between us or presuming an intimacy, of asking too many questions, no matter how much he wanted to.

It was a little awkward and more than a little bittersweet, but completely natural, from my point of view. As much as we both would have liked to pretend otherwise, there was a wall between us—a huge Hoover Dam of a structure, built to withstand, made of twenty-three years; of grief; of doubt; and of suspicion. Honestly, I hated myself for even admitting that last one, but it was the cold, hard truth. No matter what he was to me factually or what I hoped he’d be someday, I didn’t know this man except from stories, nor did he know me. It just wasn’t realistic to trust one another implicitly and ignore all our reasonable reservations and cautions; at least, it wasn’t for me.

Still….there was a spark there, in each of us; a look here, a joke there, a shared moment of understanding— gentle tugs pulling us toward one another, each a tiny chip falling away from that ominous wall. It was the simple ease of it that had shocked me, getting to know him so far. Jamie had that genuine quality you couldn’t help but be drawn to, and I absolutely was. I would have liked him even without knowing our blood connection, I think, and more importantly, I could see why Claire had loved him; why she came back for that love. And that knowledge was worth quite a lot to a daughter’s heart, really, still scarred from the loss of a mother.

“My bed is in the next room over, ken?” Jamie said, taking a careful step forward and—seeing that I wasn’t going to bolt or go into hysterics— settled onto the edge of the bed. “…And when I heard ye scream like that…”

He shook his head, and the rest was lost in a rushed exhale. One word I caught, though: ‘…terrified.’ (Himself? Or me? Either way, he was right). I noticed for the first time the knife that had been dropped on the carpet behind him.

[…]

For those of you interested in reading the full story (and the many other wonderful pieces in this anthology), all you need to do is:

Make a $10 donation to the reputable organization of your choice (some suggested orgs below the cut). **No money passes hands through the organizers or blogs in participation. You are donating directly to an organization you trust.**

Email your receipt to [email protected], where your details will be added to the list of readers who will receive the collection in a format most compatible with your e-readers. You will receive the anthology by December 8th (Friday).

You may be thinking—’Wait but the hurricane was months ago. Surely the need for help isn’t all that gr—’

It is.

The devastation from this seasons hurricanes is real and the impact will be felt by those caught in its path for years to come. Estimates say that Puerto Rico won’t have full power back again until February or March . Funding for relief in PR continues to be a point of political contention, all the while leaving our fellow humans to suffer.

I know it might seem a lot to ask, but they’ve already raise over $1650, I’d be truly honored to have the Outlander fandom contribute to bring that number even higher.

Many thanks! Let me know if you have any questions

Love,

Mod Bonnie

Suggested organizations through which to donate are listed below the cut, but again, it can be any reputable organization that is working toward hurricane relief:

Catholic Relief Services

UNICEF

United for Puerto Rico

Center for Popular Democracy

Hispanic Federation

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All Hands Volunteers

Save the Children

Direct Relief

Americares

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ardynoctweek-blog · 7 years

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Ardynoct Week Master Post

Thank you to everyone who took time out of your busy schedules to make content for Ardynoct Week. It was so great seeing how everyone interpreted the prompts. And also, thank you to my co-mod @ivorydice, who helped reblog entries while I was at work.

I’d like to encourage everyone to take a look through this list and try to leave a comment on as many fics as you can, or to reblog as many artworks as you can. We are a tiny community compared to some of the other ships, so let’s all support each other! 😊

Day 1: Mythology | Touch-Starved | Body Worship | Noct purges the daemons from Ardyn

FICS

The sea that we saw was a desert of snowfall - by ADyingFlower - Noct as Shiva and Ardyn as Ifrit.

The Wings of Fate - by larkawolfgirl - Soul-bond/soul mark AU. Noct purges Ardyn of the daemons... via sex.

Magna Somnus - by jlavisant - In the end, Noct and Ardyn come to an understanding.

This Is the End - by invisibledeity and Verdin - Noctis purges the daemons from Ardyn…. via bloodletting

Sentire - by floatingbuildings - Post-game, Noct is back with the dawn and brings a daemon-free Ardyn with him.

Hurricane - by kimmimaru - Non-con blowjob, featuring broken!Noct.

a pocketful of sugar - Chapter 1 & 2 - by nickofhearts - Noct and Ardyn are betrothed… and also cursed to be in either wolf or crow form respectively during night and day so they can never be together (cw: for beastiality in chapter 2)

shut up and touch me - by lhugy_for_short - Ardyn pays Noct a visit inside the crystal (cw: dub-con)

advanced country - by banditess - Ardyn is a hunter and catches himself a black chocobo (selkie au, but Noct is a chocobo instead of a selkie).

ART

Black & white digital art of Noctis purging the daemons from Ardyn

Ardyn as Hades, Noctis as Persephone

A drawing of Ardyn stroking Noct’s face

Photo manip; Noct & Ardyn are destined to suffer

Noct & Ardyn holding hands as Noct purges him of the scourge

Noct & Ardyn as Appolo and Hyacinth

Noct feels a little frisky after spending 10 years in a crystal (nsfw)

Black & white digital art of Noct holding Ardyn and providing him comfort

Ardyn’s touch + the scourge are addictive (nsfw, cw: dub-con)

Day 2: Kings | Protectiveness | Throne sex | Marriage AU

FICS

crumbling manor - by ADyingFlower - Noct is married off to Ardyn when he’s still a child, and Noct yearns for companionship in Ardyn’s lonely house in Nifleheim (nothing sexual or inappropriate happens between them in the fic)

Kings - by Kircheis - After everything, Noct gets a second chance. He thinks Ardyn deserves one too.

the two kings - by kimmimaru - Ardyn was raised to be a king. Noct proposes there’s room enough for two kings to rule Lucis.

pocketful of sugar - by nickofhearts - Chapter 3 - Noct wakes up in an alternate universe where he’s happily married to Ardyn. | Chapter 4 - Noct is a sex addict who cheats on his husband with Ardyn.

king of darkness, king of light - by lhugy_for_short - Ardyn forces Noct to marry him in exchange for his friends lives, then brainwashes Noct into forgetting about them altogether (cw: dubcon, mind alteration).

In the Beyond - by jeejaschocolate - Canon divergence for the scene where Noct gets pulled into the crystal. Ardyn won’t play the gods’ games anymore.

ART

Noct is forced to endure an unwanted kiss, to keep up appearances of a happy engagement

Ink drawing of two kings, bound by fate

Noct protects Ardyn from a whipping

Noct wearing an amazing half-tuxedo/half-dress for his wedding

Very cute slice-of-life scenes from a mutually-beneficial fake marriage au

Noct and Ardyn wake up and discovered that they got married (nsfw, partial nudity)

Lovely digital art showing the progression of comforting embraces between these two through the years

Ardyn photo-bombs Noct’s selfie

Day 3: Illusion | Enemies to Lovers | Age Difference | Ardyn’s voice is sexy and he knows it

FICS

your best sleep yet - by windycockslap - Noctis is a rich kid/trust funder/college student, Ardyn makes sleep hypnosis videos.

To tame a fennec fox - by ADyingFlower - Little noct discovers a prisoner locked in the citadel, who turns out to be his ‘uncle.’

Untitled - by theplagueofstars - Noct is busy and not paying attention to Ardyn, so Ardyn does it best to get Noct’s attention.

Ardyn’s voice is sexy and he knows it - by Kircheis - Noct gets turned on by ardyn’s singing voice during karaoke

shatter - by kimmimaru - Ardyn torments noct with never-ending visions of finding his friends dead in zegnautus keep, until it breaks him.

Acting Strange - by lhugy_for_short - Ardyn wants to have sex with Noct, but Noct says never again. So Ardyn takes the forms of his best friends to try and trick him into a tryst, but Noct sees through him every time. (humorous)

a pocketful of sugar - chapter 5 - by nickofhearts - Noct starts fucking an older man…. who happens to be the Chancellor of Niflheim. Oops.

the devil’s children - by banditess - Ardyn is a hypnotist and hypnotizes noct into stripping on stage.

ART

Noct calls ardyn’s phone so ardyn can sooth him to sleep with his voice

Noct and Ardyn comparing the size of their hands

A bit of sexual tension during the final battle (sfw)

Ardyn arranges a meeting with the little chosen king when Noct is 5

‘I feel i’ve earned the right to call you Noct’

Day 4: Tease | Fuck or Die | Overstimulated sex | Alpha/Beta/Omega AU

FICS

Strange Company - by trashbinofdestiny - abo/warewolf au, Ardyn returns to the pack that cast him out over twenty years before, with the goal to replace Regis as pack leader. However, his plans change when he sees Regis' son.

Bury Me Tightly Now - by ADyingFlower - abo au, twincest, very dark.

Begging for more - by ardynizuniatrashlord - abo au, Noct goes into heat and Ardyn ‘helps’ him through it (cw: dub-con)

work for it - by lhugbereth - drabble + mood board, Noct makes Ardyn suck his dick (cw: non-con)

Owned - by kimmimaru - abo au,Noct goes into heat in lestallum and ends up being claimed by Ardyn (cw: non-con)

Utile - by floatingbuildings - abo au, Ardyn helps Noct through his first heat.

a pocketful of sugar - chapter 6 - by nickofhearts - Noct turns the tables on Ardyn and chooses the “little death” option over accepting Ardyn’s “help” after being exposed to sex pollen.

ART

Ardyn teases kittyboy!Noct with a fish toy

Ardyn gettin a little handsy with Noct (and Noct loves it)

Ardyn feeling noct up while threatening him with prompto’s gun (nsfw)

Day 5: Scars | Held hostage | Chained/In Chains | Kneeling before the King

An Audience - by trashbinofdestiny - Noct is crowned king and earns himself an audience with the accursed daemon king of old. Lucky him.

the cost of doing business - by marmolita - model au, Where Ardyn blackmails Noct into sleeping with him because he’s holding Prompto’s career hostage (cw: dub-con)

a pocketful of sugar - by nickofhearts Chapter 8: Noct and Ardyn engage in some consensual rape/kidnapping roleplay that ends badly for Ardyn. Chapter 9: Ardyn corrupts a younger Noct and Noct becomes an evil overlord.

dead poem’s still alive - by banditess - In an au where Lucian royalty is born with wings, Ardyn shows Noct the scars from where his were torn away.

world of ruin - by sweaterpawnoctis - Instead of being held captive by the crystal, ardyn keeps noct as his pet instead (cw: non-con, torture)

cradled in love - by eowynsmusings - (established relationship, happily ever after) Noct has never been repulsed by Ardyn’s scars.

Fallen - by kimmimaru - Some delicious throne sex where Ardyn goes down on his fallen king.

kneel before your king - by larkawolfgirl - Noct “punishes” Ardyn by making him give him a blowjob on the throne

the accursed’s one true fucktoy - by larkawolfgirl - Ardyn has The Chosen all to himself and he works diligently to train Noct to suit his needs. (cw: non-con)

ART

Scars

Noct chained to the throne

Noct in chains, laying on the floor at Ardyn’s feet

Noct chained to the crystal above Ardyn’s throne

Noct, chained collarred and gagged

Older noct, chained by the neck and kneeling at Ardyn’s feet

Companion piece to Cradled In Love - Noct wants to prove to his husband that he doesn’t find his scars off-putting

“I warned you not to spill a drop” (nsfw: Noct licking come off Ardyn’s boots)

Day 6: Afterlife | Meeting in dreams | Blindfolded | Oracle!Noct & King!Ardyn AU

FICS

and i meet you here, in the land of dreams - by totentanz - Noctis is eight and dreaming when he meets Ardyn for the first time.

the path between the stars - by banditess - Noct makes a deal with a faerie king.

peace in the beyond - by lhugy_for_short - Though the past can never be altered, the 'beyond' offers both Noctis and Ardyn a chance to come to terms with the lives they've left behind.

a pocketful of sugar - chapters 9 & 10 - by nickofhearts - Noct can read tarot cards, and his predictions can come true. He casts a love spell on Ardyn, which prevents Ardyn from harming him.

the time we spent together - by ADyingFlower - abo au, oracle!Noct & king!Ardyn - Crown Prince Ardyn Lucis Caelum meets Oracle Noctis Sanctus at a cerebration of their beloved patron goddess. It wasn’t love at first sight, or second, or even third. But it was a tale of beginnings all the same, a tale of love and lost in equal measure.

The Oracle of Ramuh - eowynsmusings - When Ardyn over-exerts himself while healing the afflicted, Noctis is there to heal him. But was their meeting just happenstance or is a higher power involved?

ART

Noct and Ardyn meet again in the afterlife

oracle!Noct and King!Ardyn

Day 7: Free Day | “Good Boy.”

FICS

Amor Finalis Litterae - by PoeticShadows - Ardyn sends a love letter to Noct

Homecoming - by kimmimaru - Ardyn makes Noct kill his friends

“Good Boy” - lhugy_for_short - Ardyn threatens Noct with Prompto’s gun on the train (cw: non-con)

Melit - floatingbuildings - Noct and Ardyn are on their honeymoon in galdin quay after a polotically arranged marriage, and it takes a little while for noct to warm up to him. Then he finds out marriage to a hot older guy has its advantages.

a pocketful of sugar - by nickofhearts chapter 13: role reversal chapter 14: cat-whisperer Noct befriends catman!Ardyn chapter 15: noct and catman!Ardyn fuck (cw: beastiality?)

ART

daemon-final-form!Ardyn attacking Noct

Adorable pictures of catboy!Noct and catman!Ardyn

Pokemon AU

If I’ve missed your entry, or you have a late entry, please feel free to respond to this post with the link.

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

#ffxv #noctis lucis caelum #ardyn izunia #ardynoct #ardynoctweek

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myheroacademia-headcanons · 6 years

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To Mod Ochako: A romantic #11 with Todoroki and a fem reader meeting while both are doing hero work, please. (Bonus points for a small bit of angst?)

( The first words your soulmate will say to you will appear on your skin by the age of 8 in the colour of their eyes. Depending on what type of soulmate you’re destined to have, their words will appear on certain parts of your body. They appear on your collarbones or hips if they are romantically destined to be with you. Platonic soulmates will have their words on their arms and/or legs. )

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

“Oh no, no no no, ple- Get up, god damn it! Say something!“

Words have been wrapped around his collarbone, his forearm, his ankle, since the tender age of seven. Glinting in warm and beautiful colours, they could only promise some sort of future away from that hell he was in.

When he couldn’t speak for crushing tears, when he couldn’t breathe for coughs that wracked his tiny frame, when he couldn’t stand for some excruciating pain, those chaste sentences would burn cold reassuringly, reminding him that out there, somewhere, there was hope for him. He could leave soon.

He met her- his first- at thirteen, during one of those awful dinners his father insisted on holding for business matters. Upon being questioned, he’d always respond with something along the lines of “It’s none of your concern, Shouto. Now leave before we both regret it.“

She’d been wearing red, and her hair had been wrestled down into two immaculate plaits. She’d seemed so uncomfortable, on edge, no doubt the product of her upbringing.

“I’m Yaoyorozu Momo. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Todoroki-san.” (It had sounded so rehearsed. Had her mother drilled it into her beforehand?) His arm had felt like it had been doused in cold water- why here, of all places? Why couldn’t he have pretended that everything was fine when he met her? Was fate determined to be opposing him forever?

And then he composed himself.

“Likewise. I hope we’ll get along.”

Her face changed; what had once been a pleasant, guarded smoothness collapsed into an unrestricted happiness, a gleaming in her eyes and teeth as she beamed at him. Shouto felt almost attacked- what did she have to be happy about? Why was she so ecstatic to find she’d been burdened with him?

It was only afterwards, after he’d been introduced to her parents and she’d spoken to his father, that he realised she wanted to be around him. They could be friends. She didn’t expect anything but his comradeship.

His second was at fifteen: a collision in a corridor, green hair and a nervous smile, freckles and a babbling apology.

"Oh my God, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that, honest, please don’t hur- wait, you’re Todoroki Shouto, aren’t you? Oh God oh God oh God please don’t be angry with me I couldn’t bear it if Endeavour’s son-”

He’d cut it short with a curt “-it’s fine. I’m okay-” and then, after noticing that the person he’d hit was one, a boy, and two, currently clutching his arm to himself as if it had been burned, he added a simple “-are you, though?”

Thus, he met Midoriya Izuku, and his ankle stung reassuringly, because huge green eyes were filling with tears and all of a sudden Shouto was being engulfed in a choking sensation. Panic rose rapidly, but sank immediately because that crazy boy was simply hugging him; then again, it had felt hard enough to crack his ribs.

Two people, two sets of sentences, two parts of his body. He’s found them.

But now- here- at the age of nineteen, he still hasn’t heard the words coiling forebodingly across his collarbone.

”Oh no, no no no, ple- Get up, god damn it! Say something!“

Momo and Izuku aren’t with him. He’s on his own.

“Please!”

There’s a villain. In her wake fall creaking buildings and screaming people, but there are already rescue heroes on scene; they’ve been caught and escorted to safety, but nobody has been able to catch that rampaging woman.

Being in the area, naturally, Shouto was called to assist; already in the top twenty heroes in the country despite barely being out of high school, he must have been seen as the perfect opponent to her.

In the distance, he sees yet another office block collapse. The heroes swarm around the bottom, catching civilians as they fall; a green and pink blur scales the side of the building, taking hold of a few people stranded on the roof. It flits in and out of his vision, and he smiles. Tsuyu being here will help the rescue efforts considerably.

Sprinting around a corner, Shouto allows the concrete beneath him to freeze. Time is of the essence, after all.

After a while- he can’t tell if it’s ten minutes or two hours, because he’s been edging through alleys and following the rumbling of breaking stone and screaming- he sees her.

His first thought is that her back is to him. That’s good.

His next is the word ‘shit’ because she’s suddenly brushing her fingers across a wall. Horrified, he watches as it bursts into a cloud of dust so concentrated that he’s forced to make a protective wall around himself to keep his eyes and lungs intact. He can’t even wait until the dust subsides before the structure sags away from him, tossing people too far away to reach- he can only pray that Tsuyu or some of the others working right now are able to catch them.

Shouto steps out from behind the corner. That depraved woman has taken off straight ahead, no doubt looking for her next target, and he’ll be damned if he lets her destroy anything else. He takes chase, pursuing her as if it’s the last thing he’ll ever do. This time, he doesn’t hesitate to block any other side alley openings; the way to catching such an elusive villain as herself is to cut off all paths of escape.

It isn’t long, this time, before she finds herself out on the main street, surrounded by pro heroes. He’s met all of them before- over there is Tsuyu, leading some little girls to safety. Kirishima is cradling an elderly lady, gently setting her down on the pavement, reassuring her that she’ll get home safe. Ojiro is deep in conversation with Cementoss and Kamui Woods; apparently Midnight and Mount Lady are on their way, but nobody has heard from Shouto yet.

The woman evidently concedes defeat, pulling up her hood and making an effort to walk quietly past everyone despite the dust coating her front. Shouto isn’t about to let that happen, and prepares to swoop in with some huge ice wall or something-

”STOP RIGHT THERE!“

The woman- and everyone else in the vicinity- freezes. A girl is walking towards them, but not on ground of any kind. She looks as if she's descending from the heavens, lowering towards them like she's on some kind of celestial staircase. Shouto is prepared to believe that's exactly what she's doing; he's never seen anyone like this before.

"It's Aria, the Hurricane Hero!"

The villain curses and drops down to one knee, pressing one desperate hand to the concrete. You hit the ground just as dust from it billows up to meet you. Everyone sprints for cover; Tsuyu and Kirishima herd their civilians behind some makeshift barricades, followed closely by everyone but you and Shouto. He's just about to yell at you, tell you to get the hell out of the way before you choke, but you simply laugh and flick your wrist. A breeze strong enough to knock him over flits around the area, taking hold of the dust and whisking it over to one of the evacuated buildings. It settles neatly, too far away from anyone to cause any damage.

"Give it up, villain. You've lost."

God help him, even your voice is angelic.

The woman, now looking desperate, gets up as quickly as she can.

"Eat my dust!" She sprints towards yet another alley, but Shouto reacts faster than she does; a giant wall of ice closes it and several others off from her.

She snarls.

"Nice," you mutter under your breath. Shouto doesn't hear you, and simply smirks as the woman shrieks.

"Then- then take this!"

Yet again, she tries to send dust from the ground towards you as she did before, but you simply direct it somewhere else.

"Darling, you're going to have to try harder if you want to beat us."

Your voice is derisive and grating. Your stance is proud and imposing. Obviously, you want to look like the most capable hero there is, but all you've succeeded in doing is making yourself look like some ridiculous wannabe.

Shouto can't help it. He bursts into laughter, and directs a teasing sentence towards you: "Are you actually planning on doing anything, or are you just gonna stand there?"

Your fall motionless. Your hip begins to burn with urgency.

Casting a wide-eyed, deranged look towards him, the villain darts just in front of him before you regain the ability to move. A quick glance of her fingertip to the ground and suddenly, he's unable to see or breathe, choking on the dry, dry taste of dust in his mouth.

You scream, zooming towards him on one of your winds, and pin the woman just as she collapses yet another wall. The empty building roars and begins to fall towards the three of you.

"Help!" you shriek. "Help us! We've got her, please! Help!"

Cementoss and Kamui Woods edge out of the barricades cautiously; upon seeing the dire situation, they sprint as quickly as they can towards you. Kamui Woods quickly takes a hold of the villain, hurling her far away from you two while Cementoss forms a shabby foundation to keep the structure from crumbling.

There's nothing he can do to stop the rain of glass from the window panes shattering above you.

You shield your head with your arms and an immobile, barely-breathing Shouto with your body.

Arms and legs sliced by the shards, eyes streaming because your soulmate isn't moving, you cradle him desperately.

“Oh no, no no no, ple- Get up, god damn it! Say something!“

He says nothing. He doesn't move.

"Please!"

Shouto is still motionless.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

#boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia scenario #todoroki shouto #shoto todoroki #mod ochako #I really enjoyed writing this one!#I hope this was okay hecku #my hero academia #todoroki x reader #bnha soulmate au #lmao the angst in this one #I might make a small sequel on my ao3?#i'm nefariious on there lol

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