#mostly its queen but y'know

[eldritch-spouse]

What happened with original Icons? You know, Asmodues, Mammoth, Satan, etc. Where are they? Are they dead? Are they ancestors of modern Icons?

(Your aimless questions attract the attention of a humble historian, who, maybe out of pity, or perhaps out of loneliness, sits beside you. His posture is mildly concerning.)

" I can tell from the names alone you're the Christian type, right? You must be. "

(He nods to himself.)

" Do me a huge favor. It grates on my nerves having to listen to these fables getting perpetuated for endless centuries -Even my old man wouldn't shut the fuck up about it, may Dorem be kind to him- Forget everything you heard about the sins and the originals. "

" It's all wrong. All of it. You wouldn't believe me if I told you how bastardized the history of this planet and its annexes has been. By your kind specifically. You erased history! It's miserable! You've been living your little lies for a shameful eternity... I guess I understand why. "

(There's a huff.)

" You couldn't even get their names right... "

" Of course they're dead! Do you even know the rulers of today's Perdition? Dead and burned to a crisp, their ashes bathe the grounds of the Rings modern demons walk upon -Oh, the Fragmentation Wars were something truly spectacular- I wish I had been there myself sometimes. "

" Listen kid. Even we have difficulty putting it all back together, thanks to all this damage being constantly spread. I know demons who are more disconnected with their past than you- At least you know there's Icons out there! I've met some fucking skid marks that think 'Satan' is still bumbling around... "

" I'll tell you right now, three of 'em got nothing to do with the originals. Vorticia, Livius and Kalymir. "

(He tuns to face you better.)

" You know how Wrath is, right? Any nut can just have a go at the King, and if they win, they rule. Kalymir doesn't have a single royal bone to him. And that fucker's got a lot of bones... "

" Vorticia is an impeccable Queen, if you ask me. She's better than whatever the fresh fuck Gluttony could have got stuck with, but we're mostly positive she comes from adjacent families. Close to the court, y'know? "

" And Livius... It's a bit hard to tell with all the massacres in Envy's royal lineage, though you can probably safely bet that he was a cousin of the last prince. An ambitious cousin, eh? They say 'keep your friends close but your enemies closer'- I don't think it worked out that well for him. Keep Livius ten feet away from you at all times, those hands reach far. "

" Don't worry about any of that though. If you ask me, us history enthusiasts are going to have some bright days ahead, now that there's two whole highers settled on the surface. "

(A tail can be heard swatting beneath long, weathered robes.)

" Two of them, you hear me? You and I? We're going to bare witness to a new age! Aren't you excited?! "

" We're talking about THE Goddess Miara and the Plaguemaster -You don't even know who those are, you poor idiot, it's not your fault- And I just know they're in contact. I know it! "

(The demonoid coughs, scratchy voice cracking.)

" Anyway. We should talk more sometime. "

(You get the feeling he wants company really bad.)

#general tce #pinnie's art #demon oc #demon original character #Long live the LORE #I'm not going to do this format too often. Just trying new things #Hudd oc

[echantedtoon]

Until Death Do You Vow Ch3 Apprehensive Role

(Again imagine what your dress looks like as the dress above/linked below only with a MUCH longer train and veil. 

https://images.app.goo.gl/V4BZ1rEaXstvYx696)

The sweet sunlight kisses the world good bye as the sun set on the world. Wishing it good bye to make way for the cruel night that way ahead. Bathing the world in darkness tinted in red by his sister the moon as she dawned her best war paint and climbed higher into the darkened sky to claim her rightful place as Queen of the dark realm. The red a sign to all her dark children that tonight would be the night for mischief and mayhem. Danger and chaos.

Death and undead.

Beware the blood moon that comes to rise in the sky.

Beware the monsters who lurk and live amongst the world.

Beware of those who seek out their own entertainment.

So lock your doors up tight when the blood moon appears. Barricade all your windows. Block up any chimneys. Hide away in your deepest closest. Arm yourself with your finest weapons. Speak not a word and be silent. Sleep not a wink and keep alert for they will all spirit you away.

Mischievous fae. Blood thirsty vampires. Carnivorous werewolves. Fire breathing dragons. Scheming demons. And so many more.

Those who refuse to heed the warnings are fated to die to be spirited away never to be seen again. So hide away and don't make a sound. Never answer the door no matter what. And above all else be weary.

Beware. Beware. Beware. BEWARE-

You jumped as a thunderclap in the distance overhead echoed throughout the sky. Your head looked up instinctively and stared at the still lit up sky and the dark grey storm clouds that scattered across it like some shattered jigsaw puzzle. The sight of it worried you making a frown appear on your perfectly make uped face. The chilly wind blowing over you making you shiver and the veil flow in the wind and over your face. 

A hand reached up to push the lacey veil away from your face to give a clearer look at the looming figure in front of you.  

The stories you've heard about the ancient Gallagher Mansion, the tales and whispers and rumors. Hone to decadence and luxury in the days of yore, now abandoned and mostly forgotten. The aura of mystery and lost inheritance tainted by misfortune and blood mixed with greedy ambition. It's shadow loomed over your form blocking most of what's left of the sunlight, casting the eerie darkness over your beautiful white dress. None of the rumors have done it justice, only instilling more creepiness to the overall visage. The whole place looked like the stereotypical image of a haunted mansion in every Halloween decoration made. Old worm building. Creaking creepy metal fence. The old rock pathway leading up to the doors full of cracks and had weeds growing in the crevices. Gallagher Mansion was obviously abandoned for most of its existence. So why doesn't it look like a pile of splinters by now? Why weren't the grounds more overgrown than expected??... Must've been the caretaker. There must've been a caretaker. 

"Team, do you copy?", a voice in your ear spoke out and made you jump nearly dropping both the phone and bouquet of roses in your arms.  "What's the situation on the field? Over."

Pushing your things into one arm, you reached out to gently touch the ear piece Taylor had given you before the mission. You've used these before on other ghosts hunts in big areas you had split up in. Made things easier to keep in touch with each other. Suppose it was a good idea to keep them instead of pawning them for club funding money. Although you heavily debated on whether THIS was a good idea.

"I'm fine," you nervously shuffled in place giving another look around the place. "But I think it might rain soon."

"Don't jinx yourself now, Buddy. Good weather will make the mission easier. Over."

"Y'know we don't have to say over after everything we say. I can hear you just fine." You could almost hear Taylor's pout on the other side. "But so far it's pretty good. Other than the looming storm and how creepy this place is."

"Keep your guard up. If I'm right then I'm ninety percent sure we'll find at least something in this place."

"Uh huh. Well I'm more worried about tripping over my gown. Can't I take the heels off? Or roll the hem of it up a bit?" The light wind made you shiver again before the lacey veil gently floated back down over your face. "And did I seriously need to wear the veil?"

"Sorry. No can do. You gotta look the part for when you fall into the cold dead arms of Elias Gallagher. Over."

Back To the over thing huh? You rolled your eyes and sighed. "Right. I'll look as classically ravishing as ever."

Honestly you didn't know why you kept this stupid outfit. It was nothing but a reminder of unhappy memories. You didn't want to unpack it ever again and honestly you should've just sold the dress to the drama club of Zephyr University instead of just tossing it into the back of your closet. You were surprised Taylor even remembered that you still had it. If you had known of his ideas to use it you would've definitely gotten rid of it.

...

"Hey. Do you still have that old wedding dress?"

The question was so out of nowhere that it caught you off guard and you nearly dropped your lunch of cafeteria pizza the university provided. You stared at his happy face wide eyed and blankly just taking a moment to actually process what Taylor actually said.

"...Why would you ask me that?," you slowly asked lowering the pizza back onto the tray. 

"Because I have an idea of how we could get Elias's attention!," he happily chirped ignoring your furrowed brows.

"And that involves my dress how?"

"Ghosts sometimes are drawn to things they're familiar with. That's why a lot of houses are haunted by former owners or something there'll be haunted objects that belonged to a dead person. Or sometimes they're drawn to people in similar situations to them when they were alive!"

"Taylor, in case you haven't noticed I'm not exactly dead!"

"No, but you both experienced tragic weddings-"

"No! Absolutely NOT!," you bluntly stated putting a stop to any wild plans as you pointed at him with a deep frown. "I'm not gonna go ghost hunting in a wedding dress that only brings me nothing but bad memories. I can't believe you'd even suggest that to me!"

"Oh, come on, Y/n! It's like the perfect plan! The groom who lost everything meets a bride who lost everything! It's full proof! It's perfect! It's-"

"A blatant disregard for my feelings and will nothing but stir up bad memories!," you spat before turning away to stare hard at the pizza on your tray.

Taylor seemed to pick up on the nerves he touched wincing and also looking away with a guilty look. There was silence except for the background murmurs of dozens of other people using the cafeteria. Eventually Taylor looked over glancing at your uneaten tray before looking at your face. 

"Hey. I'm.. sorry. That was a real jerk thing to suggest," he apologized.

"It's fine. I'm not really using the stupid get up for anything really, and it wasn't being used anyways-"

"Wait. You'll do it?!" He looked surprised but then concerned. "You don't.. have to. I mean what if your dress gets ruined?"

You shrugged still not looking up and just grabbing the pizza again. "Like I said, I never used it anyways and it's not like I bought it so I won't really lose any money by it."

"Oh. Um. Ok! Cool! We can totally use this!"

"But you're buying me lunch for the rest of the year."

"WHAT?!"

"I'm gonna be ghost bait right? The least you can do is feed me for saving the club."

"Wha- Rrr. Fine."

You smiled at Taylor's pout. Free pizza never tasted sweeter.

....

You shuffled more looking back behind you. Down the road from the open gates was Taylor's car where he stationed 'HQ' for this whole thing. You were almost tempted to just leave and go back and demand to be taken home to your own bed but... Technically you did promise and one last ghost hunt before the club retired forever would be fun. With a sigh you turned back to the entrance of the manor.

"Hey. I have a question before I start this mission."

"Shoot."

With an evil smirk you asked, "Did they still have jesters in the Victorian era?"

"I don't really know...or why you'd be asking me that."

With a bigger grin you chuckled. "Im just saying what if Elias isn't the only ghost here? What if I run into his personal jester?"

"G-G-GHOST CLOWN!? NO!," Taylor squealed out of the other side as you began walking. "Why would you even suggest that?!"

"But my life could be in danger. Unless it was a nice clown ghost that makes people laugh-"

"Quit stalling and start the mission already!"

You couldn't help but laugh practically hearing him pout on the other side. It at least helped to calm your nerves as you approached the giant doors. Instinctively a hand reached down to pull up the bottom of this ballroom nightmare of a dress. Each step of your heels made a clicking sound with every slow step you took against the pathway leading up to the old doors. The nervous feeling returned as you approached the front entrance. The wooden steps of the porch creaked as you stepped up onto the first one and continued u-

CLINK!!

You jumped and looked over as a glass bottle fell off the steps and landed somewhere in the grass. You sighed in relief and scolded yourself. It was just a bottle no doubt left from someone partying here a long time ago. Get ahold of yourself. With a breath you Willed your body to turn and click your heels back up the rest of the way to the porch and reach out to the door only to hesitate. The wind had picked up a little bit by then making you shiver and the gate creaked as the wind pushed its heavy frame. Yep. This is definitely the start of a horror movie. The only difference is that it was still sun up but just barely. Sunset was so near and it would officially be night within an hour. You didn't want to be stuck inside during the night but you didn't want to be stuck outside during the night. So with a breath you reached out to one of the old heavy doors, turned the old brass knobs, and pushed it open.

CCCCRRREEEAAAAKKK-

It slid right open with a loud creak and you poked your head in looking around. Seeing nothing of danger you slowly stepped the rest of the way in careful to not let the long veil or train get stuck in the doorway before the door slowly closed from its own weight. The entire place was no pun intended dead quiet. The air stale and colder than the wind outside making you feel strange. But you were more surprised that the whole place wasn't more..Well destroyed. Wasn't this supposed to be a known party house? There should've been more bottles and trash everywhere but there wasn't. You expected more graffiti and for the place to be at least more in disarray with all the parties that supposedly go on here but it looked almost untouched. Abandoned but untouched. Strange.

"How's it lookin' in there, Bud?"

You again nearly jumped at Taylor's voice but shook your head. "Perfectly ripe for a haunting complete with a creepy portrait on top of the stairs." You squinted your eyes up the stairs in the darkness but could barely make out the portrait with the painted face staring at you from the too of the stairs. "In fact you'd probably have an asthma attack from all this dust."

"Is your sixth sense tingling?"

You took a moment to pause and look around again. "Not really but it is weirdly cold in here. Might be a sign."

"Then it's time to summon a ghost!"

"Right." Without a pause you brought up your phone and put it to video and audio recording. "Alright. I think I'm ready to start the recording. Let's see if we can get some spooky audio recordings."

"Alright. Remember we're trying to entice him out, so be polite about it."

"Is there any questions you want me to ask?" 

"Well... don't ask him for the fortune up front, he might get offended. But maybe start with a greeting."

"Right." You walked a little more into the manor until you stood right at the end of the stairs, your heel clicks echoing everywhere. With an inhale you slowly sighed and pressed the record button on your phone. "Hello!" Your voice echoed throughout the building as you shouted at the air. "My name is Y/n. What's yours?" You waited a small moment to just allow anything to be caught on the recordings. "Is there anyone here who wishes to make contact with me?" Again another small pause. "Can you give me a sign you're here? Maybe move something or make a sound?" You stayed quiet maneuvering your phone around the place to record anything you might've missed ...but other than the wind and distant sounds of thunder, nothing answered you and all remained still. "Do you want me to leave? If you want me to leave please let me know so I can respect your space." Again... nothing but silence.

"Anything?"

"Nope. Not a thing. I'm gonna stop recording now and replay the video. Maybe the audio caught something we didn't."

Your thumb pressed the end button and you quickly went back to playback the video recording. "Hello!" Your voice echoed from the recording clear as day. "My name is Y/n. What's yours?" There wasn't a thing but silence next. "Can you give me a sign you're here? Maybe move something or make a noise?" You held it up to your free ear to listen closely...not a thing but static. "Do you want me to leave? If you want to leave please let me know so I can respect your space." You listened EXTRA carefully and closely...still nothing to be said. A little disappointed you removed the phone on your ear and went back to replay it. Ok. Nothing on the audio. Maybe the video? Just in case you slowed the video as slowly as the phone settings would allow you and painfully watched as it played all the way through...but saw absolutely nothing but a regular abandoned building you recorded.

"Ugh. There's nothing. It's a dud, Taylor."

"W-Wait! We can't give up now!," Taylor desperately shouted as if panicked you'd leave right now. "Maybe it's because it's still daylight out! It'll be nighttime in less than an hour. Ghost generally are more active at night right? Maybe we're not asking at the right time?"

You sighed before turning to sit down on the stairs and frowned. "Fine but Im sitting down. These shoes are killing me."

"Haha! I guess that's one downfall of dressing up so fancy."

You frowned.  "Let me remind you Mister that it was YOU that insisted on me dressing up in the full get up!"

There was an awkward pause on the other end as Taylor cleared his throat nervously. "W-Well it's all part of the plan. A groom ghost is about to be attracted to the real thing. Even if you're not his actual bride, he still might get curious enough to come out."

"Lucky me. I get to wear it once for a groom who ghosted me and twice as bait for a literal ghost groom. Nice."

Again there was more awkward silence. "Y'know. That wasn't your fault. Clearly that guy didn't know what he was missing! He was an absolute scumbag!"

You did smile a little bit. This is why he was a good friend. "Hmph. Thanks. I knew I could count on my knight in shining armor."

He gave a couple laughs. "Well then that makes you the damsel in distress."

"Nah. With how I'm dressed now, I might as well be a princess. Sure have the tacky get up for it."

"Hm. Fair enough point."

"Don't think I'm pretty enough for the role though."

"Hey. Don't put yourself down, Bud. You totally have the looks to pull it off."

...You smirked. "Oh. So you think I'm pretty now?"

"GAH?!" You snorted hearing Taylor sputtering and you can imagine the red on his face matching his hair perfectly. "N-N-Now that's enough! Get your head back to the mission."

You still  couldn't help but giggle at him. "Alright, alright. But I mean it. Thanks. I appreciate it."

Taylor didn't say anything but there was a few grumbles in response. You couldn't help but chuckle. You still remembered how he reacted to when Taylor saw you back in this whole get up back an hour or two ago when you got ready for the mission.

*****

"Come on, Y/n! It shouldn't take this long to throw on a dress and some make up." Taylor impatiently tapped his foot against the floor as he stood outside the room you were changing in.

"Hey! YOU were the one who wanted me to 'dress the whole none yards'. It takes a while to squeeze into this entire get up when I haven't even worn these in two years!" You answered back muffled by the door. "And I'm not exactly make up extrodinare. You can wait just a little bit more."

Taylor groaned rubbing his face. "Elias could've crossed over by the time you get done! Heck. I could become a ghost by the time you get out here!"

"Oh hush up you big baby. I'll be out as soon as I get these stupid shoes on."

Taylor only rolled his eyes as he still stared impatiently at nothing. How long could it take to put shoes on? Aren't girls supposed to be really good at dressing up? They're supposed to be shoe and fashion crazy! He pouted arms crossed for five more minutes until the door knob turned with a click and the door opened.

"Oh finally!" He turned around. "It was taking forev-"

Anything else he might've said died on his tongue as he turned and laid eyes on her mage walking out of the door. The white silky, sparkly white dress floated around her steps and hugged her body just so. Making her seem like Cinderella had just walked out of the fairytale books. The soft train drawling behind her along with the longer part of the giant veil that not only flowed down her back but covered her shoulders and sides too, with a smaller part of it covering her face. To which she reached up to push from her allowing him to see her fluttering lashes and shiny lips. There was enough make up to enhance her without taking away from her natural beauty.

She was...

BEAUT-

"Taylor?" He jumped when she snapped her fingers in front of his face. "You ok there pal?"

"Huh?! UH. YEAH!!" He cleared his throat and quickly looked away. "You look...You look exactly h-how I imagined for this!"

You rose a brow. "Thank you I guess." You blinked looking at his hands. "Taylor, are you holding a bouquet of roses?" He nodded. "Why?"

"W-What's a bride without her bouquet?" He shoved the bouquet at you. "H-Here."

You blinked but slowly looked at the bouquet. It wasn't a big bouquet, probably because Taylor and you couldn't spare a whole bunch of money being broke college students. There was about five roses all tied together and wrapped up in that fancy paper florists always used. You slowly took it from him in surprise and gazed over it.

"Wow... It's been a while since someone gave me flowers." A soft smile appeared on your face.

Taylor flushed more. "*Ahem* W-Well you gotta look the part. Um...You can just keep'em after the mission's done."

"Thanks, Taylor. They're beautiful."

"Um. Yeah! *ahem* C-Come on. It'll be dark soon. We better get going."

******

The sun soon disappeared over the horizon. Darkness took over the rest of the space and you sat there resting your legs as the darkness crept up enough to get you to shiver. The creepiness factor increased so much now that it wasn't bathed in light. Now that you were alone in the dark you used the flashlight on your phone to look around the place. Still looked the same as always. No changes. 

"Any noticable changes?"

"Nope. Everything looks the same only darker. Doesn't feel different either."

"Are you ready to give it another go, Bud?"

"Sure. Why not? Got nothing to lose." You slowly stood up brushing the dust off your dress and looking around. There was no changes. So again you quickly shifted your phone to record with the flashlight on and pointed it around slowly. "Is there anyone else here with me tonight?" Your voice echoed throughout the place making a shiver run down your spine. But nothing happened.

"Try addressing him directly or asking something he might be interested in," Taylor suggested through the earpiece. 

Why not? "I heard that Elias Gallagher is here. Do you want to come talk to me?" You listened closely but still no answer. "Do you like my dress? I heard you were going to be married. Is that true?" You still heard nothing carefully turning your phone this way and that to record the area surrounding you. "You don't have to be afraid of me. I'm not here to hurt you. I only wanna talk to you and hear what you gotta say. Is there anything you want people to know about you?" Still nothing. "Is there anyone here who isn't Elias Gallagher? I'd be happy to talk to anyone. If you can make yourself known that'd be great. Make a sound or move something to let me know you're there." Still nothing but the wind and distant thunder that didn't sound so distant anymore. "I'm gonna stop recording now."

"Anything happen?"

"Nope but maybe the recording caught something." You doubted it but it was worth checking out.

You stopped the phone and rewound it back. "Is there anyone else here with me tonight?" Nothing. "I heard Elias Gallagher is here. Do you want to come talk to me?" Nothing. "Do you like my dress? I heard you were going to be married. Is that true?" Nothing. "You don't have to be afraid of me. I'm not here to hurt you. I only wanna talk to you and hear what you gotta say. Is there anything you want people to know about you?" Nothing. Not a single thing. "Is there anyone here who isn't Elias Gallagher? I'd be happy to talk to anyone. If you can make yourself known that'd be great. Make a sound or move something to let me know you're there." Absolutely, purely, positively NOTHING!!

A big fat ZERO with a capital Z!!

You did the same thing as before rewinding it back and slowing down the footage to carefully comb through it again...Aaasnd nothing looked out of the ordinary again. The only difference was that it was darker than the previous footage. 

"Well? What's the verdict?," Taylor sounded hopeful through the mic.

With a sigh you only shook your head. "Nothing. No audio, no footage, not even one spooky shadow. Taylor, Id hate to say it but this place really is a dud. If it was haunted surely something would've happened by now. I think it's just that. A ghost story."

"I-... You-..W-Wait. Maybe we're doing something wrong. Maybe you're not asking the right questions o-or maybe he only haunts a certain room in the mansion!"

"Taylor, I'm not just wandering around a mansion that's nearly two hundred years old and I'm the dark. What if the floor collapses under me or I breath in some kind of mold?" You crossed your arms with a frown. "Are you seriously asking me to risk my life for a ghost that's probably not even here?"

"I-...*sigh* No. I'm not gonna do that to you."

You half deflated at his disappointed tone. "Look, Taylor. I'm really sorry. We'll figure something out I promise."

"Yeah...Hey. Wait a second. There actually might be something!"

You rose a brow. "What?"

"The Gallagher's like a lot of wealthy families had a small cemetery on the property. It should be just behind the manor! Maybe we can get something directly from the source!"

Your brows rose. "Uh...Hold on a second there. Are you trying to say I should just walk into a cemetery in a wedding dress and try to make contact with ghosts?! That's how a horror movie starts!"

"PLEASE!! You've investigated cemeteries before!" 

"Never alone! And you were always with me!"

"It's not a real cemetery though. Shortly after the death of the third Gallagher child, the family moved the all the Gallagher family remains to the community cemetery thinking that perhaps angry spirits on the property were to blame. So while there's no bodies, there's still the energy that they might've left behind."

.....Oh. Alright. That was..a bit better. You guessed. 

"I don't know, Taylor. I have a bad feeling."

"We'll make this quick. if you don't capture anything then..*sigh* Then we'll go home right after. How's that?"

You hesitated for a long time before sighing. "You are going to owe me BIG TIME for this!"

#the groom of gallagher mansion #thegroomofgallaghermansion #tgogm #elias gallagher x reader #elias gallagher #taylor potts x reader #taylor potts #Until Death Do you vow

[cinderswife]

happy new year! as a treat, i have finished snow's outfits :D she's the last in the series after cinders and rose :3 as always, lore under the cut!

nude

much like cinders, snow was designed to be in compliment to rose! we know from the album that she was beautiful and had long black hair but beyond that i wanted to make sure she looked like she could feasibly be rose's sister. she is also a bear girl <3

snow is fat! it was very important to me that she was fat with stretch marks and still extremely beautiful. so, here she is !!

i gave her a beauty mark because it's very classic hollywood beauty

you also probably couldn't actually see her tail at this angle because tiny bear tail but its so cute!

since this is pre becoming general white, she's a lot softer and gentler than her sister

fun fact: snow is actually her middle name but nobody ever calls her by her first name adelaide ever

also. this woman is so busy do you think she has the time to think about her gender and sexuality ever

dressing gown

snow is exceptionally wealthy and powerful so of course she has a monogrammed silk dressing gown. she doesn't actually wear it to sleep; she overheats way too quickly so she wears very little to bed.

entering the first appearance of snow's favorite color to wear: light blue!

yes, snow is wearing a wedding ring. since she's 29 and the head of a noble house, i figured she would be married. it was an arranged marriage to darr, the youngest child of some count somewhere because ze is entirely unambitious and willing to let snow do her thing

they also have a son together. his name is eret, he is 3, he looks up to auntie rose a little too much, his favorite animals are snakes and penguins, and he will quote space-disney at you incessantly.

duchess work dress

snow is the grand duchess of the duchy of delinore. she is the only grand duchess in the entire empire; this is the title that is equivalent to crown prince. yes she is technically his majesty king cole's heir due to being the current hereditary grimm on the throne of delinore. this is mostly a ceremonial fact since his majesty is immortal. delinore is 12 inhabited planets large and covers an entire star system which makes her perhaps the most powerful woman in the galaxy. snow is very tired all the time.

i was watching disney's snow white while designing this and the next outfit; i really like the blue and yellow look on her

this is a modular outfit! she can put on and take off the vest and cape depending on how formal she needs to be.

snow wears a lot of jewelry. this earring and necklace set was an anniversary present from her spouse!

the silver circlet atop her head is that of the duchess. you'll see it in almost every other outfit afterwards; it's like a wedding ring but for her noble status

court of stars

as his majesty's heir, snow is required to take part in the irregular meetings of his majesty's inner court: the court of stars. much of the lesser laws are handled by the council of stars and the other, lesser nobility. full disclosure: snow fucking hates this. she uses her position to do much good in the world and views his majesty like an extremely shitty and powerful grandfather she has to put up with in order to do what she needs to do. if the wedding day slaughter hadn't happened, she would still have eventually caused his death through an insane game of "political assassination cat and mouse." Y'know, different from the war.

this is the evil queen type fit. i just wanted to draw her as an evil queen okay

lorewise, this is the ceremonial outfit of her status tailored to her feminine appearance. black and red cape, deep purple dress, shiny gold jewelry, all designed to be as evil as possible

the bear clasp is the same as rose's! its the grimm family's symbol (cuz. they're all bears lol)

the dress sparkles like stars

she absolutely didn't have to go this hard with the makeup but she had fun with it. a small relief when dealing with his majesty

basically i just went really hard on the star motif

the crown is the ceremonial black iron crown of the grand duke that only ever comes out in court meetings. it's a smaller version of his majesty's black iron crown. its really heavy :(

casual

the return of the blue and yellow! this is snow's favorite color combo to wear ever <3

snow likes to wear pants when she doesn't have to deal with the many duties of being the grand duchess. it's her casual fit!

this particular set of jewelry has the snowflake motif. it's extremely on the nose which is why she likes it.

i dunno what tank tops with the extra shoulder straps are called but i thought it suited her <3

she would fully wrestle rose in this fit btw. she wouldn't win but it'd be fun!

ballgown

snow's ballgown for wearing to formal events (that she typically hosts). technically she owns a lot more, but this one is representative of her usual style. the bodice is typical, though it is a bit risque because it has no sleeves. the skirt is even moreso but she pulls it off because of her status and because she is commonly named the most beautiful woman in all the galaxy.

i thought it would be fun to put her in red! its such a loaded color in ouatis but she really pulls it off

and here's the light yellow she's so fond of <3

the boots are big and shiny and quite excessive; fully a display of wealth (especially since she's showing them off)

the drape of her skirt, rather than being modest and layered like cinders', is very form fitting and attention grabbing even without the slit

she would put her hair up but i did not have the patience to try and redraw her hair more than i had to lol

the gold jewelry she wears is big and heavy and almost armor-like. she likes it a lot

she put glitter on her makeup for this one <3

#the mechanisms #ouatis #once upon a time in space #once upon a time (in space) #snow ouatis #planet's doodles #planet's worldbuilding #snow my beloved snow she is so. <3 #verse: dog star in ursa major

[hostilemuppet]

Seeing the Floyd perspective on the relationship makes me want to see the Creek perspective, especially the period where they were divorced. But also: Goddamn. This relationship really is the happiest either could get huh. I mean, Floyd could and CAN do better if he wanted, but I think it’s sweet how they chose each other.

okay heres my thoughts on creeks side of the situation, again keep in mind its just MY thoughts and not "canon" to the au

After Trolls 1 (a brief summary for the non-trolls fans following along at home: he was almost eaten by King Gristle so he sold (what he thought was) his entire species to save himself. He gets eaten by a BIGGER monster but he makes it out, somehow. Don’t think about it too hard) he lives alone in the woods for several months, before returning to Troll Village. People do NOT want him around, because, you know. Do I need to explain it? But Poppy let him back in, because she “feels bad for him” or whatever, and also they used to date so she thinks she has to. So he has a home, he’s back in his old pod, he even has his old job back! But no one wants to be around him, and he’s got only himself to blame.

Creek does NOT blame himself. He’s NEVER at fault, it’s always someone else’s. He devolves further into misanthropy, while still keeping up his at peace, Zen facade. He hates everyone. He hates Poppy. He hates Branch.

He tries to get back to how he was, establish himself as a musician, on top of teaching yoga. He gets a lot of fans, but he’s still pretty... controversial, to say the least. How could he not be? He was almost responsible for hundreds of deaths. But worse things haven’t stopped people from stanning. Look at your real life Twitter trending tab if you don’t believe me!

After all tribes are at peace, he makes an off colour comment about how rowdy and loud Rock trolls are when someone stops by his yoga class and disrupts it for his much more well behaved Pop students. Obviously, canon typical racism is a pretty big no-no, so he gets a lot of flack. Hence, the collab with Riff, which doesn’t actually help his reputation at all because Riff immediately took to Twitter to call Creek an asshole.

Then, Creek decides he’s been going at this all wrong. he doesn’t need to bend over backwards to make himself look better; he just needs to make the people he HATES look WORSE! As much as he hates to admit it, Branch is actually pretty spotless (and is, you know, dating the Queen, so...). But, he has FOUR brothers, two of which are single and one of which is infamous for whoring himself out. The adoring public are more willing to crucify their idols for victimless sex scandals than they are for genuine atrocities. This is when Creek pays someone (several someones, actually, but only one of them was successful) to seduce Floyd, record it without his knowledge, and send Creek the footage so he can leak it and tank Brozone’s reputation. We’ve been over how this didn’t work out for him in the way he wanted, but that doesn’t mean it was entirely a waste of time. He broke Floyd a little more.

A couple months pass. Creek continues to get in controversies that he could easily avoid if he simply stepped out of the spotlight, but he can’t, because he is addicted to clout and still believes he is never at fault. He finds out Riff has collabed with Floyd, and since Riff is one of the many, many trolls who are dead to Creek, he throws his little adult man tantrum and decides it’s personal, and he needs to take matters into his own hands. If you want it done right, you should just do it yourself. He starts frequenting Floyd’s favourite gay bar until by some miracle they’re in the same place at the same time. You know how things go.

Creek wakes up the next morning sore. Y'know, because of the drugs. Mostly. He’s alone. He’s mad, that his plan didn’t work. But he can still save it, and next time they run into each other he asks for Floyd’s number, saying how he really wants this to go further, he felt a connection. He did not feel a connection. Creek is not attracted to other men. They start dating, and he couldn’t be happier; not because he likes Floyd, obviously, but because he’s sure Branch is dying inside. I mean, yeah, Branch barely reacts any more past the first week, but he’s probably just really good at faking tranquillity. Creek knows how to fake tranquillity, too.

The relationship lasts, a lot longer than he thought it would, honestly. He thought it’d last a couple weeks at most, before Branch tried to kill him. But no such luck, instead, he’s stuck being couple-y, doing couple-y things, with a man he feels nothing for. They engage in a lot of PDA, and Creek buys Floyd a lot of gifts (that he insists were HIS ideas, NOT Floyd’s), they’re basically attached at the hip! And Creek genuinely thinks he’s on top of the situation. Poor, sweet, innocent Floyd, or whatever. He’s The Sensitive One! There’s no way Floyd knows what’s going on. He's be inconsolable if he did.

So when Floyd pushes him to prove how much Creek loves him, when he doesn’t, the only thing he can think of is to propose. He wasn’t sure what he was thinking. Honestly, he was pretty sure Floyd would say no, since they’d only been going out about half a year, and if that’s the end of the relationship, at least he could peddle it for sympathy points from the public. Unfortunately, Floyd is fucking crazy, and said yes.

Now Creek has a husband. He is still not into men, but he has a husband. He moves out of his pod and into Floyd’s mansion. This is it, he thinks. This is the rest of his life. He still keeps up the act, of course. He can’t have Floyd catching on. But he’s kinda bummed about his fate as a trophy husband for someone he feels nothing for.

He gets his first egg a month or two later, and is surprised to find that Floyd had a matching one. Creek might not care for Floyd, but he never thought he’d be a dad, and he gets. Emotional? He didn’t think he was CAPABLE of crying happy tears any more! Not that he’d let Floyd know, of course. The eggs hatch a month later (Floyd insisted on their names) and Creek is actually, genuinely happy. For a bit.

A month after that, four months into their marriage, everything falls into the open. Creek finds out that Floyd knew he never loved him, but he was playing Creek like 3D chess. And he’s mad, of course, but what is he gonna do, divorce Floyd? They have kids! Plus, you know, Floyd’s blackmailing him. “Tricking a man into marrying you and having kids with him” wouldn’t exactly be good for Creek’s reputation, not to mention how Floyd knows a lot of his personal embarrassing secrets now. From that point, things ramp up a couple notches.

No longer having to pretend everything is hunky dory in the privacy of their own homes, things escalate into all out warfare. And Creek can’t lie, it’s kind of an adrenaline rush, having to sleep next to the guy who you hate more than anything. Which is another thing that freaks Creek out! He actually hates Floyd more than Poppy, or even Branch! Don’t get him wrong, thinking about either of them for too long still fills him with white hot rage, but he doesn’t get the opportunity when Floyd’s wrapping his arms around him and acting all sappy in public, knowing they’re gonna go home and choke each other. Non sexually. Okay, maybe a little sexually. He’s still not into boys.

Then, they get comfortable. And things become too “real” for Floyd, who leaves, and divorces him, and doesn’t even try to get PARTIAL custody. Creek is shocked, at first, but then decides this is the best possible outcome. They’re no longer together, it’s NOT Creek’s fault, and he has sole custody of the kids he loves so dearly! Plus, he’s back on the market, baby! He can get back to cruising for fit GIRLS. He doesn’t have much luck. Partly because most Pop trolls still hate him (even if at this point it has dialled back to levels of the Azealia Banks Chicken Fiasco), partly because, at this point? He has no idea how to form genuine romantic relationships with other trolls that aren’t built on psychological warfare. He doesn’t even realise he’s doing it! Several relationships end in him getting dumped, with her friends and family encouraging her to leave him for “emotional abuse”, or whatever. He didn’t even mean it this time, honest! He just wanted to win, you know? He forgot the point of a romantic relationship is not actually to seek victory. But it’s so hard not to! He spent 18 months doing exactly that! Even when he “lost”, which was most of the time, he still got a sick thrill out of the hunt. A sick thrill he is now missing. He understands why Floyd couldn’t quit the coke, now. He tries not to think about Floyd any more.

Meanwhile, their fraternal twins, Brad and Angelina, wait patiently for their parents to get back together. Even though Brad was only 8 months old at the time of divorce, that’s like, 6 years for a troll, and he knew there’s no way in Hell they could stay apart. He just has to wait a bit for his Pops to come back home. Angelina, while having no opinions on whether they will or even should get back together, has already started reaping the benefits of having recently divorced parents at school. She’d be looking forward to having two Giftmases and two birthdays, if she knew what either of those were yet.

Then comes the reunion. We know what happens. They run into each other at a charity event for orphans, not that Floyd remembers what it’s for, since he’s been violently depressed for several months and is only there because Brozone (not specifically Floyd) were asked to make an appearance. They reminisce on their whirlwind romance, they get drunk, Floyd forces JD to remarry them. Creek wakes up the next morning with a brand new ring on his finger.

Creek’s first thought is that the rings look cheap, like they were the only ones they could get on such short notice, and he’s glad he never sold their original rings that he still has back in the mansion. Then, it sinks in that he has Floyd back. He means, that he’s back with Floyd. Which he feels totally neutral on. Negative, even. He’s definitely NOT thrilled that he’s got his perfect match back, and can stop trying to pretend to be someone he’s not. He hates Floyd. Grr! He gives up the act the second Floyd wakes up, and he sees Creek, and starts crying.

At first Creek thinks, aw shit, this was a mistake, we’re getting divorced again. He’s gonna be twice divorced before he’s 30, which is NOT a good look for him. Then they talk, for a while, until they’re on the same page. This IS what they both want. They want to be together. They want to constantly be at each others’ throats, sometimes literally. They want to always have to think, and plan, and make sure the other won’t come out on top. It’s more enriching for them than any other relationship could ever be. This is the first and probably only time they have ever been fully 100% honest with each other.

Except for the sex tape thing, obviously. Creek’s taking that to the grave.

They return to the mansion and Brad greets Floyd casually, as if it hadn’t been 3 1/2 months since they’ve seen each other. Angelina asks if this means they get to eat junk food again. Floyd arranges for a moving van to bring all his stuff back to the mansion that week, and Creek arranges for Brangelina to visit friends for the day.

Things settle down and after a week or two and you’d never even guess they divorced, if not for how they’re back in their honeymoon phase, and Creek has gone from insisting he feels nothing for Floyd to admitting he is psychosexually obsessed with him. He still says he’s straight, though. And Floyd is more than happy to live with that.

#ask #tdau

[fetabathwater]

slides in here 🧎‍♂️ Fans, Baby, Wild card!

questions here!

This got so long I had to stop myself finally.

Fans: How is their relationship with their fans? Do they go out of their way to interact? 

Look, Jennifer Lamb is a category 5 hurricane of emotion on the average day, but something about the fans just twinges something in her brain. In the small bars, yeah she'd be more than happy to sit around the bar later, chatting with the ones who'd hung around, let them buy her a beer or two, and go on her way. Sign some things, and y'know throwing out the usual guitar picks and broken drumsticks to the local small crowd. Discounting shirts and homemade merch at a bar while they were one of the bands to float through the night. Maybe throwing everything in a free tote bag that has a scribbled logo. Especially as favours to any bar owners who let them in, then it'd probably get a lil more of a personal touch especially if they had kids of their own who were fans and/or they were fans themselves, then it would still largely be merch. More or less short circuits her because people like the band. And Her. And the Music. And they want to HAVE something of hers. Wild.

But her interaction with fans is actually her being an absolute nutjob and trawling fansites. Most of her private life has already ended up online or splashed across local magazines, especially because of the very public fight/breakup with Seven, and then recently finding out from Maya that the number one fansite is run by a teenager… it's quite accessible in the worst way. Jen is super interested in reading fansites, just to see what they've posted/what they know. The kind of manic 'I should be sleeping 3am but I'm on wikipedia energy' but instead she's going down a rabbit hole of her own history, especially when people still keep up photos of Seven in the band - and she fucking loves polls. (Jen you would've loved og gossip girl fr). Definitely has made a throwaway account on a forum more than once (she forgets the password not long after making an account) and like. Loves to deep dive on timelines and people breaking down the meaning in her songs. She is that one person who responds to the song meanings like 'its about having sex relax its not that deep' and then is like. Told she's wrong and banned. Also it's so funny for her, when she's wrangled into appearing on their social media, to drop like some batshit insane comment or demo, and then has her little 1 hour scroll through these people going bananas. She has a few favourite accounts bookmarked, even. Stupid head.

Sheenas as the fan name for her came about after one of Jen's first solo covers (pre-breakup actually) was her doing 'Sheena Is A Punk Rocker', but also dressed like Sheena, Queen of the Jungle from the comics, at a Halloween party for the local crowd, and it kind of stuck... she only found out why recently from Maya. So not only is she like, confused anyway, but then she's like doing maths about when this kid would've seen that video. Did they see all of it? Should she check what versions were uploaded? Can she get a copy?

But essentially she's now very much publicly in the space of actually having Orion largely coach her through interactions because... she's floundering. Literally becomes a publicist's wet dream with how she can get the smiles and the eyes and the hand movements, and mostly manages to not let her mouth run, but it's like she needs to be micromanaged because this is no longer the comfortable small bar shit she loves and wants to go back to. Even before ending up on the TV, really. A lot of the focus is also on (pretty much) deflecting questions about Seven, but in particular the like months following it all. There was one very salty former fan who took it quite personally and just missed Jen's eye with a pin (that they actually had handed out at one gig many moons before). And her pre-pin incident comments about him weren't even bad! People just lost their marbles.

She did actually set up a PO Box at one point, with the intent of people sending fanmail to because she has a soft spot for handwritten letters, but it hasn't been advertised since the pin incident. Superfans may know about it, but Jen also hasn't checked it in years.

Baby: How do they feel about Jazzy leaving? How are they coping? What are their plans to stay in touch?

I looked back on my answer for this and. Okay no, we're changing our tune a bit.

Whilst Jen is happy for her, and knows that fundamentally Jazzy wanted something different from her life than Jen did... a part of her resents that Jazzy was able to walk away. And it's not even resenting Jazz! Realistically, it's easier to think that, even for Jen, that she's just so mad that even after everything, Jazz is able to walk away with the house and the husband and the white picket fence (not really but y'know). Those are also just like little bitey thoughts that plague her and make her do the what-if spirals that always end up "why didn't I just walk away, too?" because Jen doesn't even know if she wants any of the other things, anyway.

So Jen's coping is like correlation and causation type scale nonsense going on, especially with choosing to tour with Soft Violence, the way Jazzy reacted, even, and she's like. In such a place where she doesn't even know if she wants to reach out, keep updated and update Jazz, etc, etc. Because she also absolutely loves Jazz, and is so happy for her, and honestly wants to be there with her through this rollercoaster she's about to get on, because it's Jazzy. It's Jazzy. And god, she misses her so much already.

Wild card: Tell us something about your MC! Feel free to really just roll us over with an emotional steamroller and crush the souls out of our bodies, if you’d like. (You’re also welcome to choose one of the other questions to answer!)

Only other tattoo is the one on her lower stomach (Medusa head) (yeah that got repurposed sry Harper I'm doing smth else with you) but she absolutely loves the awful jokes she can make about it when people react after seeing it for the first time. "If someone is getting to a point where they can see it, [she] definitely knows that something turned to stone."

Jen does not understand how her putting on her glasses and Depression Greys™ makes her like. Walk around Clark Kent style. Fascinates her and compels her to try to do stupid shit with it.

This combined with her absolute inability to understand nor use social media has compelled some to see her as a #cryptid, which just further confuses her. She's seen her face on a post. She knows it exists. Yes she knows the name of the app? (don't embarrass her, man, there's hot people here)

Oh! And combining this with her Average Voice Resting Time™, where she's Clark Kent-ed out, wheat bagged and this close to just turning into a burrito, she uses a small whiteboard to talk. She's quite verbose, unfortunately.

Her fave flower is Queen Anne's Lace, because its a complex lil flower made up of dozens of others, and at the centre is a tiny lil red bud. The apparent story for it's naming is a provocation of Queen Anne to make a more complex lace flower than another king's wife, and in doing so she pricked her finger, so a little droplet of blood landed in the middle. There's also a poem! It's also for safety and refuge, because it turns inwards and seemingly 'dies' when it is actually ready to grow. Also attracts wasps lmao. It's commonly mistaken for baby's breath, which is everlasting love… which isnt wrong for Jen either, however it is that inward protection. At the centre of it all, there is a burst of colour, and she wants to protect it… the internalisation of it all.

During high school, she ran one of those ‘Ask Annie’ columns in the school paper. Her advice was ridiculous, and it was really well received even if she was pulling answers out of thin air. She's not sure if anyone cracked that it was her.

It did lead her to testing out some situations on people before answering, even. Or outright going 'hey if xyz happened do you think doing abc would work'. She wasn't even trying to be subtle by the end.

Jen has a pet bearded dragon. Named Lizanardo Da Vinci.

Just like how she has Vlad the Impala

Was voted most likely to date a rockstar. Made out with her own mirror image in response.

Turns out she’s got a real knack for maths. No one knows where it came from. Jen was one of those 'coasted through on C+/B-' kind of students. But no one is ever ready for the quick maths.

The first time Jen went in to get contacts, and was trying to put them in, and her arm was weirdly angled and the optometrist was patient but it freaked her out to think about putting something basically on her eye. Seven kind of like, went through the motions with her until she was comfortable.

He still has the pair of glasses that were always left in the right side pocket of his jacket. The case is worn and faded and cracked and still has all the stickers and scribbles on them, but the frames are still fine, lenses are only a check or two old, but Jen never knew how to ask for them back.

With Seven, especially when they were much younger, watching scary movies was such a big deal and like they were breaking the rules at sleepovers, even if it meant they were literally terrified. For days. It became "their thing" and especially as they got older with rewatches and marathons, and then the band, and eventually dating, the inside jokes were always there. Sometimes, they even used it as bad flirting, which weird people out just as much, if not more, than the fact that they were attached at the hip. Jen hasn't even looked at one of those movies since, and deleted OSTs, etc, off of any and all things.

Is a big fan of meditation because a girl sometimes has a lot of pent up energy and just wailing on the mic doesn't cut it. Quiet time, Jen is in her attempt at a lotus position.

#kornyo #replies #oc: jennifer lamb #I HAD TO WALK AWAY. #ALSO BC ITS 2AM. OOPS.

[lirhyapetitpain]

The events of Immortal Hulk depict a timeloop in which a desperate message from the end of all things reaches Sam and he takes that message to enact the events we see unfold, preventing the destruction of all.

Where do you feel Sam, who wanted to bring about this calamity, went wrong and ended up preventing the One Below All from claiming Banner?

Hah, that's a good question. I hope we'll now more about this, how did it reach Sam, of all the universe and time and people and infinite possibilities ? Is it because he was the only one who could prevent it or was it an accident ? Did he, somehow, was smart enough to intercept it himself ? Why did he want to bring a future where he's dead too considering the One Below All is the last entity remaining ? Did he even fail ? We don't know, the future he witnessed is so far away, TOBA/TOAA is still here so it can still happen, Immortal Hulk's ending is an open door (pun intended), it's not an ending and it left our characters with choices, all of them. Bruce is still wondering if he's going on the right path, Sam is no longer the Leader, they both can still pick a different path and it's up to other writers to write that and with all the references to Tamuz and Green Doors we get in Phillip Kennedy Johnson's run I really don't think the Green Door story is over, so far we can't really tell if that calamity was really prevented imo.

As for what Sam did wrong, as always his own arrogance, I guess he was bold enough to think he could trick TOBA itself and kinda become it and get its power, as he called himself a God (of hate) which TOBA is. And he did become that but not as intended, he was the puppet and not the puppeteer, TOBA's mask, possessed like a simple tool. Sam is connected to Bruce, they share a destiny and it seems TOBA needs both of them, something Sam failed to see 'cause he thought Bruce was the one and only missing link for the gamma flow or whatever when it was apparently him. They both have a part to play in this future and if anything so far Sam totally served TOBA's goal. After all Sam could manipulate the Green Door way easier than Brian and I don't think it's because he's smarter, Sam was always able to possess Gamma irradiated (Omnibus) and always able to create connexion with them (Rick, Bruce), he just never realized he could, it was an "accident" each time, even if when he reached Bruce he says that "somehow, through some door" (so Bruce's door) he was able to reach him. Sam always had access to it (and he's not the only one, I don't know if you ever read Al Ewing's first Defender run with Red Harpy but you should). Same for the shapeshifting, Sam had a shit tons of transformations already and being able to shapeshift is just the natural evolution of his manipulative power and liar personality so to me everything he got through TOBA's power is just a better advanced controle over his own, not a new one. Sam is about hate and so is TOBA, Sam is a connexion, he's not the host it was planning to keep but the connexion between gamma and irradiated it needed to reach Bruce. Or at least that's how I see it. Just like how Jackie is the eyes and can see the truth (I'll develop that one day, the link between truth and gamma), Bruce the strength and destruction etc etc to me the main irradiated all have a specific role to play, kinda like a chest game. As such I would say Bruce is the King, the one needed piece, Sam the Queen, the one that can make every moves and will kinda create the path y'know (I should draw them all as chest pieces now that I think of it...), you get my point. And ironically through his own over confidence he understimated himself and his role in this calamity, leading (lol) him to his own demise.

Anyway, feel free to ask more about the lore even if it's unrelated to art ! It makes me very happy to talk about that and feel free to agree or disagree, my answer is mostly interpretation, as I said Immortal Hulk ending is an open door and it left us free to have our own interpretation and that's something I really love about this story, while it gives us a real story with a beginning and an ending, we are free to have our own vision. Hulk forgiving Sam was a perfect exemple of this with Savage being for forgivness, Jackie being against it and refusing to forgive him and Joe being like "heh idk I guess that depends on what he'll do next" so you could relate to yes, no, maybe. And I think having a story ending with such endless possibilities is great so I really don't mind earing your own version of it, you or anyone else. That's why when I commission an artist to draw Sam I let them free, I don't want them to draw MY interpretation, I want them to draw THEIRS, I love sharing headcanon and theories with people. In fact the way I see Sam (and Hulk's lore) changed so much through people's own interpretation, it's truly fascinating and it's what a fandom should be about, sharing. Oh it doesn't mean you have to agree and adopt these headcanons, far from it, but other people's headcanons won't prevent you from having your own different ones and listening to others can bring very good point you didn't necessarly think about. As much as I love Sam and as much as I know everything about him, comics lore is way too inconsistant to have only one truth and one vision about a character.

#ask #immortal hulk #samuel sterns #sam sterns #the leader

[pugugly001]

Interesting note. Okay, I hope its clear that the first paragraph on all these open ai posts was the writing prompt I actually entered, the remainder is the output, and although it's obvious that I have a real problem and could happily keep generating demonic spells used by a witch queen to enslave the men of warring kingdoms forever, I actually was posting only the 'fun' outputs.

That said, although I wasn't deliberately doing any worldbuilding, I'm a DM and started, y'know, world building, incorporating random output from previous stuff into the next one set al. For a little bit I thought it was 'learning', but in point of fact like the horse doing math it was mostly responding from my feedback - it just doesn't take much feedback for it to start making a pretty nice feedback loop.

That's all prequel, where it gets interesting is if you actually give it a pretty thorough input, the output gets way less randomized, but within that restriction, it gets damn near poetic. I don't quite get the 'programming language' of the inputs; there's definitely a pattern there but its very inconsistent. You can create a 'function' but its only vaguely consistent about how it interacts, but if you give it enough world building info it gets pretty fun.

I could definitely imagine using this for things like table top RPG gaming where you want consistent characterization for NPCs, room descriptions et al.

Its not going to be until tonight at the earliest, but I think I'd like to show the results of my little fantasy femdom erotica generator a bit, just to show what it can do. Its worth noting that this playground system doesn't do learning, but I'm beginning to see what using a training system in the API could do. That said, I'm kind of glad the playground is clearer about what info is used, I can imagine 'debugging' an actual API model would be nightmarish.

#openai.com #text davinci 003 #programming

[solasan]

8 - 15 + alarice 💓

ask me questions abt my ocs <3

8. would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?

oh absolutely. i mean, she kind of does over the course of the game lol; she's an extremely good liar, so she's pretty good at talking her way out of suspicious situations. i think her method of body disposal in the city at least is just... dumping bodies in the chionthar, which works pretty well for her (i imagine bodies turn up in the chionthar all the time).

morality-wise, she's not inclined towards cold-blooded murder — she doesn't see the point in dirtying her hands unless someone's tried to hurt her first — but she would mentally 'get away with it' so to speak because of those rules? she's able to placate her conscience over any deaths she causes by "they tried to hurt me first, it was me or them", so she's cool with that.

actual cold-blooded murder would weigh on her a little more heavily, i think; she's not a super guilty person as a rule, but that's mostly just bc she's very good at justifying her actions to herself. cold-blooded murder without someone trying to hurt her first is harder to justify.

9. do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?

tbh alarice's Song is easy by son lux (feat. lorde), so the lyric i associate with her the most is "pull out your heart / to make the being alone / easy" 🙃. she doesn't seem like a particularly lonely person — she's charismatic, funny, good at making friends, and commands attention — but no one she meets rly gets to know the person she actually is and that causes its own loneliness. she keeps everyone at a distance (because that's how she's learnt u stay alive) and that's, y'know, not great.

10. what's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?

hmm. there's not any huge aspects of her backstory that could change to cause an AU, but i suppose the idea of what would've happened if her and astarion had met in baldur's gate before the events of the game is interesting. there's the possibility that she'd get super fucking murdered though so idk how sustainable that AU is. unless she got turned into a spawn instead??? sdhdsjkdsjk im not sure im SOWWY.

11. what is your OC's weapon of choice? have they ever actually used it?

daggers!!!!! 2 of them, she is the queen of off-hand melee. but she's also partial to a light crossbow :) she actually uses them more than she uses any magic tbh; she's a college of swords bard, and she's been incorporating knife-throwing into her performances since she was a teenager, so she's more comfortable with weapons than she is with magic. (not that she doesn't use magic, obviously, especially since a lot of the spells she knows are trickery/illusion based so they're useful to her, but i digress).

12. is your OC self-destructive? in what ways?

ohhhh yes. her self-destructive nature tends to manifest as recklessness — whether that's taking jobs she shouldn't (cough cough) while working for the guild, or racking up huge gambling debts, or trusting a vampire spawn who has absolutely no reason not to rip her throat out, or throwing herself into battle with nothing but a song or a spell to guide her. she says that her main goal is survival, and it is, but she dislikes herself juuust enough to unconsciously fuck that up in little ways every day.

13. if you met your OC, would the two of you get along?

i mean i would probably be charmed by her but also she would steal from me and i am so broke that that would break my heart. i think tbh she would intimidate me a lot too; she's very confident in a seemingly effortless kind of way, and i'd either recognise some of myself in that — since i have it on good authority from others that i come across in a similar way — or i'd like... have a moment of "oh she is everything i want to be" and that'd mess w my head lol. i don't think she'd have any particular love for me, but that's more bc unless people can serve her or they're bound together by a tadpole in the head she doesn't really let herself appreciate the people around her.

14. how does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

strong. powerful. funny and confident and bright and right. she wants to be admired like a hero from a song, but underneath that, deep down, she really wants to be loved. the mortifying ordeal of being known really keeps her away from that though lol; she's extremely terrified of being vulnerable with anyone, so she hides a lot of herself from those around her.

15. does your OC have a faceclaim? if so, who?

she does!!! steffy argelich rly gets the vaguely chaotic look down and she has the hairrr lol. alarice's eyes are blue, which is the only difference rly.

#THANK U AIRIKA U ARE A STAR ILY #sorry if this doesn't make any sense lol i JUST woke up #answered #ch: alarice silversong

[ultraericthered]

Anime Update V2 57

Vinland Saga S2 - At long last, I return to this series and jump right into Episode 1 of its second season that aired earlier this year. This episode told the tragic tale of a man named Einar, who lost his homeland, his mother, and his sister in a horrific attack by marauding brutes who took him prisoner and sold him into slavery. At one point he tries to flee only to get found, recaptured, and brutally beaten. At another point we see old man Leif, looking to find his lost nephew among the slaves. At the end, Einar is sold to Ketil to work at his large, vast farm in southern Denmark, where he is introduced to another of Ketil's slaves: a moody, badly damaged young man with dirty blond hair...named Thorfinn. And thus, a connection is made!

Hunter x Hunter - New information regarding how the Chimera Ants operate in their different heirachies and their ongoing breeding patterns is given to us as the Hunters Association is now tasked with fighting and killing the Ants, hoping to slay the Queen before she can give birth to a King. We also got some neat fights of Gon, Killua, and Kite in that order against Chimera Ant footsoldiers sent after them by the big lion guy. And on the side, Colt and the other leading soldiers are discovering the secrets of Nen, continuing to be easily the most intriguing part of the show at this point and I await more from them.

Fruits Basket - First episode of the pair I watched was mostly set at school, with the first half delving into Machi's backstory, how the trauma messed her up, and her blossoming relationship with Yuki, and...OK, which female student council member had the parody "tragic backstory?" Because Machi's backstory just did not click for me AT ALL. I could get the idea behind it and wanted to appreciate it but the execution was absurd; it legit felt like something someone would make up to convey how Fruits Basket does traumatic past-based stories, yet we're meant to take it seriously. I like Machi, but her development with the backstory and romantic material just sucked. Ironically, the second half that put focus onto Yuki's biggest fangirl, Motoko Minagawa, actually landed better and got me more emotional and choked up! Yuki, you took for granted what you had in this girl and her wacky fangirl posse! The one weird part was Naohito having feelings for Minagawa the whole time. THAT'S what he meant when he declared Yuki "his rival" when they first met? C'mon now!

The second episode brought Isuzu and Haru's subplot to its climax in a truly beautiful fashion, along with some payoff for Hiro and Kisa as well, and the best part of all was getting to see Haru grilling Akito for the truth, standing up to her, and coming just short of decking her in the face. Kureno helping Haru to go reunite with Isuzu and Akito starting to break down about this was icing on the cake. I might not be the biggest fan of Kureno but compred to Akito, Ren, Shigure and the head servant, he's a good lad who understands wrong and right.

Re:ZERO - Season 2 is a go for this too, as we're treated to a horrific Happy Ending Override where Rem has ended up vanishing from everyone but Subaru's memories again and a whole bunch of Crusch's soldiers got slaughtered by two new Archbishops of the Witch's Cult, a white haired Simon Laurent and a crazed beastman who talks like Erik Scott Kimerer doing Alexander Polinsky. For some reason, the effect went in reverse for Crusch, as now she's lost her memories of everyone else. The episode's last scene with Subaru and Emilia was nothing short of extraordinary for its pathos, it really got me. Things look to be taking a darker direction for this season, and y'know what? With a show of this quality, sign me the fuck up!

Fate/Stay Night Unlimited Blade Works - Now this was a lot more interesting compared to what I'd been watching before. Lots more serious and involved discussion between Shirou, Saber, Rin, and Archer, a scene where Shinji reports to Kirei at his church and he even references his grandfather Zouken, Rin and Shirou staking out to confirm or put to rest any suspicions regarding their bespectacled classmate who lives at the temple, Rin alluding to the true connection she has with Sakura, and Shirou thinking back to Kiritsugu and why he's adopted the "hero of justice" ideals from him to the point of a stubborn, unhealthy Savior Complex. Good stuff to see get adapted.

Symphogear GX - I thought Hibiki's father seemed bad, and Tsubasa's father also seemed cold and unloving, but now we get the full truth about her birth...her grandfather is thought to be her biological father who impregnated his own daughter in law just to breed a worthy family heir and spite his two sons. DEAR GOD. Seeing how fucked up this clan is, it was unsurprising to learn that Tsubasa's father was wanting to protect his girl from dealing with it all. What was very surprising was the full extent of Carol's plan, which turned every triumph the girls had made against her Dolls upside down into defeats that only got Carol closer to her objectives, and how she accomplished so much just by spying through Elfnein's eyes. The two biggest delights here were more of Chris bonding with Kirika and Shirabe as their senpai and working together to kick ass, and the glorious return of none other than DR. VER! Extra batshit as ever and still claiming himself to be a hero, he's with Carol and the Autoscorers now! Can this possibly get any wilder? I sure hope so!

Eureka Seven - On errands with Eureka and her kids, Renton meets a kind elderly lady who turns out to be a Vodarac religion member and a suspected terrorist who Holland is after in order to turn her in and collect the bounty on her. The morality of what Gekkostate is doing suddenly gets a lot blurrier to Renton, and he and Holland now clearly have more than a few issues with each other even in spite of Holland coming through in the end to ensure the old lady evades the military after he's taken his pay. Eureka is still awesome, though!

Gintama - So this might've been my absolute favorite episode of Gintama yet. Just all the ways they played with the "whodunnit" mystery genre while also lampooning stalkers, selfish, dishonest and unloving boyfriends, and tight parental control without the child's input all in one hilariously twisty and turny episode kept me immensely engrossed and entertained from start to finish. Also, Otsu continues to be surprisingly amazing, and we even get the backstory for why Shinpachi became such a die-hard fan of her, with the one thing that distracted me is that suddenly she's singing in Japanese even in this dub; did the constant English singing of "Your Father's Bleep Bleep" face such backlash that they dared not attempt a dubover of Otsu's songs again? Ah well, that's no big loss at all!

#Anime Update V2 #Anime Update

[nimblermortal]

Fic Request

(This is not really a fic request, it's something Tea and I are cooking up because we are cooking up too many Tamora Pierce fics in the course of rereading. But I am writing the rest of the Witcher fic and then I will come round and scoop them all. Probably. Maybe. Plot bunnies, y'know?)

@hello-delicious-tea

So George Cooper is not an idiot, and when he sends a pocket full of darkings to Aly, he keeps one of the batch. This allows him to know everything that's going on during the Copper Isles rebellion, and keep an eye on his daughter. Easy win!

George has been watching the proceedings in the Copper Isles for months thinking, "What is Aly going to do about Dunevon? She's going to have to kill a five-year-old - maybe two five-year-olds - and that is a sucky thing to do and also bad for her soul" and trying to figure how to get out of it.

Imajane and Rubinyan cook up their plan to kill Dunevon. There is a brief Macbeth-style argument about it, in which Imajane proposes this plan - mostly as a fait accompli - to Rubinyan, who goes, "It seems a bit ridiculously evil to kill a five-year-old for power we already have" and Imajane gives him a disgusted look and tells him to screw his courage to the sticking place.

This occurs within range of Rubinyan's darking. Because of time zones, it reports to George first, who goes, "They're solving the five-year-old problem for us? That's gr - that's awful." He thinks for a moment, and tells his darking, "Do not let anyone tell Aly, it will only upset her and there's nothing she can do. I'm very sorry you had to know about this. Why don't you go talk to Daine and take your mind off your troubles?"

So the darking hops down the hall to Daine's room, where they have a very pleasant chat, as far as it is concerned. (The darking's name is Tameran's Finest Black Raspberry Marmalade from the First Flush of the Season. Daine calls it Marmie.)

Daine is a new mom. George has experience with new moms. When Alanna was nine months pregnant he had to repeatedly stop her from dueling commoners over the welfare of their toddlers. He is correctly confident that she has the skills to solve this problem, and sure enough, Marmie sobs its guts up to Daine, who declares this will happen over her dead body and talks to some friends.

When the boat breaks up, there are dolphins waiting to pluck Dunevon and Elsren from the sea. They arrive in Pirate's Swoop at the same time Daine does, where she backs George into a corner and forces him to find a place to take care of these poor boys. (George has a great time. He also talks Daine out of sending parrots to tell Winna and Taybur exactly what happened to their sons because those poor parents.)

So instead Daine sends a parrot to Taybur to squawk DOLPHIN at him every time the subject comes up when he's alone. It's. It's a bit ham-handed, honestly, he gets the point.

~~Meanwhile~~ the coup has gone off successfully, Dove is queen and one of her first goals is to put as much distance between her mother's other surviving child and the throne as possible. This is difficult since she is fourteen and hasn't even gotten her period yet, but she's auditioning suitors from day one, and puts Aly in charge of scouting them. Aly is discovering her skills as matchmaker. Particularly politically, when if Dove chooses a raka or a luarin there will be consternation. Ideally she needs a well-footed raka with Connections, but there aren't a lot of those. Dove, horrifyingly, has suggested compromising by choosing a crow as royal consort, and even has a preferred candidate who has agreed to mate-feed her.

Aly solves this problem by sending the crow off on a Grand Tour to learn to cook insects. And, because she is a splendid matchmaker, she also sends Winna to take her mind off her problems, Petranne to keep her out of the way of other schemers, and Taybur to be Petranne's bodyguard. Because Taybur needs a new kid to guard, poor guy, and she thinks Taybur and Winnamine would be a cute couple.

Taybur proposes an itinerary of nearby beaches, because he deserves to relax on the beach, dammit. Some nice coastal regions within a reachable distance of a day boating trip from Rajmuat. And as they are relaxing on the beach, a fellow comes up to him and offers him a cocktail from the traditional recipe of the Homewood family in Fief Tameran.

(This is a code signal. Taybur gives the wrong answer, so the profferer goes on to sell cocktails to other groups. There is, somewhere, a spy with the right response; George is economical.)

Taybur goes, "There is no Homewood family in Fief Tameran, I checked. Unless." So he quietly adds Tameran to their itinerary, where he and Winna seek out the Homewood family and find two orphaned boys of the exact ages of their lost sons, who look nothing like them, because Numair shape changed them and they are not mages and can't shapeshift back. (Daine's eldest thinks this is very funny.) And they adopt these boys, and everyone everywhere goes, "Oh, these poor sad adults, adopting orphans the same age as their lost boys" and sheds tears.

By the end of their tour Winna has married Taybur (Aly is such a successful matchmaker) for plausible deniability and to immigrate to Carthak because there's a little too much Tortallan spying in their private lives and they for sure don't want to be in the Copper Isles. (Zaimid got Sarai Carthaki citizenship so Sarai can get Winna citizenship and Winna can get Petranne and Duny and Alaren citizenship, but they can only get Taybur citizenship if he's married to Winna.) They coparent so good.

Back in the Isles, Dove turns seventeen and immediately be-consorts the crow, who has returned from his Grand Tour and is prepared to feed her bags of lime and chili pepper fried crickets. He is not raka. He is not luarin. He is not foreign. He is the direct son of the Dawn Crow, and his children are the Dawn Crow's grandchildren. He is the most garish person at the Island's court (fashion is not becoming more restrained and Aly is horrified) and sometimes sits on top of the throne. He is very good in bed.

They have children very fast so that they can mob Dove's enemies, which the half-crow children are in fact down for. There is a period, in their childhood, during which you can tell when a courtier has lost standing in court not by any forced gifts or exile but because a horde of children erupts from a bush screaming and beating the courtier with their arms/wings. Kyprioth is so pleased.

Dove declares that her heir will be whichever oldest child reaches adulthood and decides to continue as a human, not a crow. This bizarre gavelkind sort of operation stumps people considering assassination of the heir for their own purposes. Remaining problem: the kids keep throwing themselves off the execution cliff because, as grandchildren of the Dawn Crow, they can still turn into crows themselves and it's Fun.

#fic request

[danpuff-ao3]

6 ,12, 13 and 16

Oooh! Hello there! :)

6.) What's a femslash ship you feel like you're the only shipper of?

I'm so glad you asked this one, this is the one I most wanted to be asked!

Ginny Weasley/Gwenog Jones. I need more of it. Two lady athletes?? Yes please. Also after reading a Sneguochka fic, I headcanon Gwen as Slytherin. So you get a nice Gryffindor/Slytherin couple if you follow that. Plus a shared love of flying! You can give 'em a fun ole age gap. And like!! Teammates to lovers?? Or RIVALS TO LOVERS. Imagine if they were Quidditch rivals! Or even rival teammates to lovers?? Or or! Maybe after retirement it could be coach/player???? So many options and all are great.

Also with Gwenog being a big Quidditch star I think it would be super fun if Ginny's most well known relationships were with Harry (Boy Who Lived) and Gwenog (Quidditch Queen.) And her swearing up and down she's not a fame whore even if it looks that way LOL.

Anyway, please for the love of all that is holy and unholy, more Ginny and Gwenog please and thank you.

12.) What's your absolute favourite femslash ship(s)? The all-timers.

Omg so. Ginny/Luna (Linny) is a classic. Probably the softest ship I will ever sail, y'know? But also: Fleurmione. Fleurmione is 10/10. Two fierce, competent, bold, loyal ladies!!!! Also: throwing Pansy at them is fun, too. Ginsy, Pansmione, even Lunsy! But I think my top of the top have to be Linny and Fleurmione due to my love of them and also the fact that I've read several great fics. So it's like I love them in theory and in practice.

13.) Your guilty pleasure femslash ship?

I'm gonna kinda skew this question a bit from what I think its spirit is. Idk that I have anything that could properly be called a guilty pleasure.

I will say ships I love in theory and have enjoyed in practice, but feel like I need to see more of would be Cissamione and Minmione!! SWEET, LOVELY AGE GAPS YES PLEASE AND THANK YOU. I genuinely need a good Hermione/Minerva romance and I don't want to write it myself haha. I feel like there's so much potential yet to explore in both cases and I have such a THIRST for it.

Others I love in theory but haven't seen much of, if at all, in practice:

Ginny/Gwenog (as stated in # 6)...I at least wrote one myself, so I'll give myself a pat on the back for that one.

Ginny/Rolanda. Hello excuse me. Age gap. Athletic ladies. But also: TEACHER/STUDENT. GIMME GIMME GIMME. Someone please have mercy on me and feed me the Ginny/Hooch goodness.

Hermione/Ginny. I know it's out there but I've not read much that has really satisfied what I'm looking for with them. A few, don't get me wrong. But I need all the good angst and inner turmoil! I wanna see their fierceness clash. And the difficulty of not only moving from friends to lovers, but moving from friends to lovers when one person used to date the other's brother. Gimme the drama and the mess, I need it.

Hermione/Lavender. This is a new one for me and I'm obsessed. The idea of them both being exes of Ron. Having been jealous of each other. And being so different on the surface and coming to appreciate those differences!!!! So much potential and one I might explore myself one day.

16.) Are you there any characters that headcanon as being lesbian or otherwise wlw without having a ship in mind for them?

Hahaha. Everyone in HP is gay. No, I am not taking questions or critique at this time.

Let's do a little rundown:

Ginny: full-fledged lesbian, but I will accept bisexual. But mostly I just think Ginny and Harry taught each other that they are hella gay.

Hermione: tend to see as more asexual or demisexual, and maybe biromantic leaning more homoromantic I think? I see her being a very sexual (even kinky) person but she has to have that connection first.

Luna: asexual, panromantic, polyamorous.

Tonks: hella queer in every single way.

Fleur: another pan queen.

Pansy: she's tried everything on for size and doesn't quite have it figured out but she's definitely for the ladies, if you know what I mean.

Minerva: lesbian as heck

Narcissa: bi baby

Lily: ...also bi.

they're all some flavor of queer idc come at me.

Femslash Ask Game

Answered: 20, 24; 6, 12, 13, 16

#asked & answered #femslash asks

[bishiglomper]

I had a Beetlejuice dream. Which was very cute..

I was running out of time to get my shit together (I was occupying a hotel room or something) before I had to be gone because otherworldly demony things were about to show up and you did not want to be on their turf when they clocked in. 👀

Well. I wasn't making it. Grabby little demon hands were snickering at me from under the bed, snarling and threatening me. I was just about to make it out when some hot demony consort guy was like "nope you're mine now, too late."

Now i know that was somehow against the rules, and suddenly an imposing boobily queenly demoness (sillhouette mostly, I didnt actually see her) popped in all like "I KNOW YOU DID NOT JUST PULL THAT SHIT" (but more eloquent)

It was very impressive, the demon at first was like 'who tf are you' but then was like 'oh shit.'

So the demoness reminded him of the law and at the same time i was high tailing it outta there. I left stuff behind. My phone. 😭 just grabbed a half full suitcase.

As I'm leaving i realize thats not actually the queen demoness. Is imposter. Dream intuition told me it was Beetlejuice saving my ass. 👀 Like, i dont even think he knows me, he just saw a chance to fuck with people for the lols

Next thing i know I'm walking down a sidewalk with lots of trees around. Looks like the street my aunt used to live on lol

Im thinking "that was so sweet 😭" and i wanna thank him and make sure he got out of there okay, because let's be honest, I can imagine his plan falling through with him ending up being chased by a demon horde or something for trying to pull that shit. 🤣 It's musical!juice in my dream, but he does have cartoon inspiration... 👀

So I'm alone on a pitch black road, hills and skinny trees on either side. And I try to summon Beetlejuice. It took 3x before anyrhing happened. I mean I had to "beetlejuice beetlejuice beetlejuice" 3x. Which should have canceled one out, but i digress. The wind whipped up all spookily and then hes there behind me.

So I thanked him and he was his obnoxious and charming self but like. Really curious about how tf i knew him, but whatever. And i remember lamenting about my phone. And hes like "oh, this one?" And pulls it out of a mysterious outside pocket from my suitcase. My hero 😁

Then the dream kind of fudged with the plot and there were other people, but we ended up in a van and I planned on taking him home with me.

Oh yeah, part of the whole "how do you know who i am? Do i know you?" Conversation went like:

"I'll keep you summoned as long as you promise not to kill anyone. And are able to keep that promise."

"You do know me!"

hejfjfksbj 🤣

And then it got a little gooey, I remember petting his head and of course he melted because that's like my favorite musicaljuice trope. 😌

Nothing real interesting happened after that other than me trying to figure out what to do with a semi-manifested demon in my room while we had awkward gooey feelings for eachother.

But when i woke up it reminded me that even if my brain tries to spice things up, my subconcious is still pretty ace. Its so funny sometimes. 🤣 He tried to kiss me but he ended up just. sucking on my face which literally just made me think of how a baby kisses. Just an open AWOOMM to my cheek. Like wtf. 😂 And anything involving a bed just ends up with cuddles. 🙄😗

And y'know, i concede to being a monsterfucker. I think its funny. Especially since even my sister is like "Thats why you haven't found anyone, your type doesnt exist on this plane!" But especially as an aego-ace. Sex is fine fictionally. I still identify as ace because I'll never meet the right ghoul, so... yeah.

But I need to know if there's a monsterfucker pride flag because I have a mighty need. 👀

#dream #beetlejuice

[backchattingdancer]

Hello! I hope your day is going well!

I haven't read any of your favorites, I'll have to add them to my list! I've read a couple of cool Sci-Fi books, but I will say it's not my favorite genre. I'm a thriller/true crime/murder mystery person myself. There's a really good old sci-fi book that you might've already read...its called Brave New World by Aldous Huxley. It mostly focuses on genetic mutations within humans and cloning and stuff and was written in 1932.

I'm listening to You and I as I write this and really like it! This song had a nice balance where it wasn't too heavy, but was still definitely 'rock 'n roll''...y'know? And the lyrics were really sweet :) I'll have to make a list of all the other songs you mentioned and work my way through them haha I'll keep you posted on the ones I like! So far I'm liking a lot of them! :D

If you ever want any recs for Elton, let me know! His discography is just as complex as Queen's I'd say haha. I definitely agree with how The Beatles' music is nostalgic, I'm always thinking about how I listened to those songs on road trips and stuff as a kid while I listen to them haha I also thought Get Back was really interesting...just getting to see each of their personalities was really cool and seeing how the songs came about was really interesting, especially as a songwriter myself. I just can't believe how unorganized they were haha, half the time it felt like they were just goofing around! Of course, as is the creative process :P hehe

I hope you have a good day!

~ ✨

Thanks, same to you! :)

I love murder mysteries myself. My favourite stories in that genre are by Agatha Christie, do you like any of her books? I haven't heard of that book actually, but I'll definitely check it out. Thanks for the rec! This is a very different type of book, but I also really enjoy learning about flowers, and I'm getting a book for Christmas called Floral Emblems by Henry Phillips. It has the meanings of different flowers and I think it's incredible! I also really want a copy of the Gilbert Murray translation of The Oresteia, which is a set of 3 Greek tragedies.

And yes, I completely agree with you! You and I is a really sweet song, John wrote it for his wife I believe. I really enjoy the layers of the song too. And I'm so happy my suggestions were helpful, keep me posted!

Thank you! I'll definitely let you know. And I thought the same! Seeing their process was super cool, and I agree with you on how seeing the songs come together is really cool. It's so cool that you're a songwriter yourself!

You as well!!!

#secret rocker santa #✨

[alllucknolife]

Pleasant Stretching

Marissa closed her eyes as she arched her back, panting softly.

    Each new crack and pop that echoed about the bathroom elicited a soft gasp, sigh, or hiss from her.

    It just felt so good to grow.

    She could feel muscle surging down over the new vertebrae that seemed to swell out of her spine, extending it further and further, stretching her skin with it. As she wriggled her tail slightly, she could feel the muscles move in turn all the way up it and across her lower back, a flexing, bulging sensation traveling up from the base of her tail a few inches.

    A series of loud, sharp cracks echoed about the room, sounding as if they should have been rather painful, but Marissa only felt as if she’d cracked her back in a very deep stretch.  She hummed deep in her chest as she felt her torso begin to stretch, her stomach pressing further outward while her chest rose up the wall before her.  Simultaneously, her arms seemed to shorten, the bones and muscles from them absorbing into her shoulders and back as she hissed in pleasure.

    “I don’t want to stoooop…” she moaned.

    Another few loud clicks and cracks from her extending tail told her she wasn’t close, yet.

    Muscle surged around her middle, swelling her torso into a more rounded shape as her feet began to stretch and narrow, her toes slowly splaying outward more as her nails elongated into claws.

    Marissa gazed vacantly up into the corner of the ceiling as she basked in the rippling, swelling, stretching sensations that rolled through her steadily.

    That egg she’d purchased from the bizarre shop of foreign delicacies and rarities really was doing its work, the shape firm and hot, low in her belly.

    She was becoming quite the crocodile.

    The queen of the crocodiles.

    A hazy smile tugged at her lips as she wiggled her swelling tail slowly in the warm sun, reaching one hand down to rub at her stretched, rounded stomach..

    “Th-Thank… you…”

Not quite as subtle on this one, but I thought it worked (mostly). Following our theme of thick tails, reptiles also tend to fit into that trend. Another aspect that's likely shown up so far is that I prefer scenarios where things like fur or scales only come into play near the very end. If it shows up too early... it kind of hides what's going on, y'know?

#transformation #tf #tf story #photomanipulation #crocodile transformation #crocodile tf #reptile transformation #reptile tf #thick tail #nude photo #nudity

[starspray]

2, 6, and 20 for the book asks? :)

2. top 5 books of all time?

That list shifts daily but the first 5 that spring to mind are: LOTR, Persuasion, The Goblin Emperor, The Last Unicorn, and Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrel

6. what books have you read in the last month?

Since the middle of May...a whole bunch, actually (I had jury duty, okay, that's a lot of sitting around with nothing to do):

Book of Night, by Holly Black

Tempests & Slaughter, by Tamora Pierce

Winter's Orbit, by Everina Maxwell

Bravely, by Maggie Stiefvater

The Red Prince: The Life of John of Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster, by Helen Carr

The Moth Catcher, by Ann Cleeves

To Marry and to Meddle, by Martha Waters

The Eagle, by Rosemary Sutcliff

Arrows of the Queen, by Mercedes Lackey

The Seagull, by Ann Cleeves

To Have and to Hoax, by Martha Waters

(Probably will finish today: To Love and to Loathe, by Martha Waters)

20. what are things you look for in a book?

Fun or interesting characters, at least occasional laughs, if it's a mystery am I given at least mostly the same opportunity to figure it out as the detectives even if I never manage it (Ann Cleeves is not always good at this, unfortunately), if it's nonfiction is it clearly written and relatively easy to follow by its intended layperson audience. Y'know, is it a good book that will keep me engaged?

#meme response

[arcmonkeys]

Me, having an existential crisis: what is the purpose with my life?? What am I put on this earth to do??

Me, two minutes later: Right, to shitpost about classic rock

#mostly its queen but y'know #queen #the beatles #david bowie #jimi hendrix #the who #pink floyd #the monkees #classic rock #70's rock #70's #80's #roger taylor #brian may #freddie mercury #john deaky #john deacon #ringo starr #paul mccartney #george harrison #john lennon #etc etc #i was like... lets tag everything #and two seconds later #bohemian rapsody movie