#probably just happy new year

[bodycountgame]

happy holidays nell!!! literally was just sitting and scrolling through tumblr and suddenly thought ugh i miss atticus 😔 so here i am stalking this blog bcs apparently it's atticus missing hours™️

now i'm not going to rush you to update the story. take all the time you need! i'm just wondering, if you would release patreon snippets to public? because i miss those! and i swear i remember you had another twine game where you put those snippets/short stories?? ...or was i wrong?

fuck it, yeah, alright! for anyone who, like me, is in their missing body count hours and wants some juicy extra content, you can now (hopefully) all access the body count bonus hub here:

had a lot of lovely messages asking how i'm doing and i am super touched that people are thinking of me during the festive szn! i'm doing okay - just getting my shit rocked daily by a rambunctious little human whose greatest loves are busses, porridge and the elderly. sending love out into the ether to you all!! 💕

happy new year!!!! 🎉🎉🎉

#dont ask me what is in the bonus hub because I simply do not recall!!! #before complaining about the heinous disaprity of content between characters #consider sending prompt request for the ones whose content is a bit thin bc the reason is probably just that i never got very many!!! #also happy new year I love you all MWAH

[muffinlance]

Prompt: Azula joins Zuko on his Avatar hunt instead of Iroh. I don't know why, I don't know how, but I'm certain to be entertained by whatever follows.

Ozai and Ursa were already dead by the time Iroh arrived home. He stepped from his ship into the palanquin, and rode past the places of their execution, holding the urn of his son’s ashes. 

He had no time to entrust them to the Fire Sages before his father summoned him. He brought them along, because this was an easier thing than setting them down. And perhaps Lu Ten’s grandfather would like to see him once more, outside of the family shrine. Iroh would have given anything—

He placed the urn on the floor next to him. It did not kneel when he did. Fire Lord Azulon surveyed him from behind the flames.

“Rise, my son. It is good to have you home.”

They did not speak of Lu Ten. His father had always been a man to look to the flames of the future, rather than the ashes of the past.

* * *

They hanged Ursa, as befitted her attempted crime, and her past station.

They burned Ozai, as befitted his. A child of Agni should always return to the flames.

The children of the traitors had been stricken from the family line. Had been placed in the capital prison; bait for the trap. Azulon was keeping close eye on those who expressed concern for the offspring of regicides. Ozai had expected support for his position; it would be Iroh’s second task to sift through the court, and discard the chaff. 

His first task was a more practical resowing. Azulon had already selected a handful of candidates: women of suitable birth and known loyalties. The wedding date had been set, pending selection of the bride.

“Thank you, father,” Iroh said. 

Lu Ten held his silence.

* * * 

Azula had never liked the servants who’d fussed at her hair and clothes, who’d pulled and tugged until she was perfect, like perfect was a thing outside of her for others to bestow. She only had to look at Zuko to know how far tailored robes and well-oiled hair could take one.

She couldn’t see Zuzu from her cell. Her robes were too cold against the stone and every tug to wrap them tighter just made them worse, she could see it in the guards’ faces, the way they’d stared when she’d first arrived and looked a few days after and now they barely even saw. No one would talk to her, no matter her demands. They didn’t even stop their own conversations anymore; just slid in her food and kept walking and batted away her fires and it was cold here.

There were things crawling in her hair that her nails couldn’t dig out. Sometimes she thought she heard Zuzu yelling, but she couldn’t be sure. And it would have been undignified to yell back. She was a princess. She was fifth in line for the dragon throne. 

Fourth, now that Lu Ten was dead.

Third, because father was, too. 

He’d yelled and then he’d screamed and it hadn’t done anything but make the crowd jeer. Fire Lord Azulon had been silent. Poised. In control. She was his namesake and she would be too. 

She was nine.

* * *

Zuko yelled until his throat burned. The guards didn’t care, they didn’t listen to him, which was nothing new. He shouted and shouted and his own ears hurt. Maybe that’s why he never heard Azula calling back.

Grandfather had made them watch when he’d killed father and, and—

If grandfather had Azula killed, he would have made Zuko watch that, too. Azula was probably just better at being a prisoner than he was. Maybe the guards even talked to her.

He was eleven.

* * *

Iroh’s new wife was a third his age. A flower just coming to bloom. She looked like his first wife; Azulon knew his preferences. She was young enough to be Lu Ten’s sister. She smiled and laughed each day with the other court wives, and came to his room with lists of possible dissenters to discuss in their marital bed. It was not the pillow talk he was used to, but it was charming, in its way. She liked to lay on her stomach and kick her feet above her as they traced the web of treachery with his dead brother at its center. She was here to have his children—a task at which she worked with admirable diligence—and to be the acting Fire Lady. She had not had to struggle and flaunt herself for his affections; she had been picked from a line-up, her expectations realistic, her motives aligned with his. It was the least romantic relationship Iroh had ever been part of. It was… refreshing.

On the day the palace doctor confirmed their newly budded line of succession, the Fire Lord called them both in for congratulations. And for pruning.

* * *

Zuko had turned twelve, but had not realized it. Azula had turned ten. She’d counted the days.

Iroh had not been able to visit them in prison; only to inquire as to their treatment. Individual cells, regular meals of reasonable quality, no abuses. He’d moved his own people into position to ensure the last. 

Azulon had moved them back, after a delay for his soft-hearted son’s conscience. They could not waste loyal men on cuckoo-vipers. And Iroh could not waste his father’s good will. Not when it would be needed in the future, for the most important request.

* * * 

“And your wife agrees to this?” asked the Fire Lord, behind his flames. 

Iroh’s wife had not been directly addressed, and so did not reply. She sat in polite and perfect seiza, her head raised, as befitted the woman currently running her half of the court. Azulon had never seen fit to replace his own wife, after all.

“She does,” Iroh spoke for her. “We have spoken on the issue at length, and believe it best. Our family is small, and cannot afford to be smaller. The children are young; too young to have been in their parents’ confidences. With proper guidance—”

“And how would they place in the line of succession?” Azulon asked. “How would they chafe, how would they plot, with a decade’s experience over your eldest?”

Lu Ten’s own connections at court had been built while his cousins were still in diapers. But he was no longer Iroh’s eldest.

“We believe—”

“No,” his father interrupted again. “I will not allow their adoption. Not by you, where they could smother your own babe in the cradle, and certainly not by someone I trust less.”

Which was everyone, since the night his daughter-in-law had served him tea sent by his son.

“Father,” Iroh began, and his wife shifted her elbow just so, the only indication that she wished to dig it into his ribcage. “They are young, and innocent. They are my beloved nephew and niece. Your grandchildren. We cannot in good conscience—”

‘Good conscience’ had never factored into his father’s policies. Iroh had… begun to realize that, of late. His wife let out a small sigh, deliberately audible only to the man next to her. She had cautioned very strongly against a—how had she put it?—a feelings-based approach to this situation. Feelings rarely factored into her own decisions. She had been hand-selected by his father, after all. 

His wife went into a half-bow, her head lowered. “May I speak, my lord?” 

The flames crackled. The shadow of his father inclined its head, just slightly. 

“To kill the children is wise, and I admit, would set my mind at ease for my own child’s sake. But my husband feels strongly on this matter, and so I support him, for his happiness is my own. May I suggest a compromise? To place them outside the court, where they cannot build influence, nor harm your son’s heirs. A position from which you can judge their characters and value to the nation as they grow.”

“You suggest banishment,” the Fire Lord said.

“Not unstructured, of course. To leave them roaming freely would invite those that would take them in. Perhaps a military commission? As they are commoners, they should begin from a rank befitting their station, of course. Let them prove their worth on their own merit.”

Iroh could not see through the flames, but he knew his wife’s small smile was reflected on his father’s face. 

“A naval position,” the Fire Lord said. “On a ship that does not frequently make port. The frontlines would be the best place for them to prove themselves, wouldn’t you agree?”

Iroh closed his eyes.

“Father,” he said. “Please,” and he could feel his wife willing him to stop talking. The Fire Lord had already agreed to spare their lives. A banishment could be undone, so long as he and the children both outlived the man before them. “I… thank you for your wisdom in this ruling. But perhaps, if they complete some feat worthy of our line, they could be allowed to return?”

The flames were hot against his face. His new wife was still and silent against his side. His father… his father laughed, a low exhalation, the wheeze of a humorless old man.

“Let them bring me the Avatar,” Fire Lord Azulon said, “and I will welcome them home with honor.”

* * *

Zuko didn’t know why they’d pulled him from his cell or scrubbed him down or taken his old clothes. They’d been dirty but they could have been cleaned. His new clothes were scratchy, and too big, and they looked like a common soldier’s, and… and—

And they’d shaved his hair. 

* * * 

It had gotten rid of the bugs, Azula admitted, in the privacy of her own mind. Still. She memorized the faces of the woman who’d held her down and the man who’d shorn her. For future reference.

They hadn’t bothered sizing her new outfit for a child. Azula noted the quartermaster’s face, as well.

* * *

They were put on a ship. It was the first time they’d seen each other in nearly a year.

Zuzu looked at her head, and wisely said nothing.

She raised an eyebrow at his, and graciously granted him the same.

It was hard to tell them apart. They had their mother’s face. And their father’s.

* * *

Their captain’s name was Zhao. He invited them to dinner in his private quarters, once the Fire Nation was behind them. Zuko fidgeted. Azula didn’t.

The captain spoke on how much potential he saw in them, under a commander who saw their true value. 

Together, they could go far. Very far, indeed.

Azula smiled and said all the things she thought father would have said. Zuko scowled. 

Zhao brushed over their arms with his own while reaching for things. He served them more when they said they were already full. He squeezed their shoulders when he brought them back to their rooms, which were next to his, even though the rest of the lower crewmen slept together in the same big cabin. Zuko scowled harder. 

Azula was invited back. Zuko wasn’t.

* * *

Zhao was… Zhao wasn’t a good person.

“I know that, dum-dum. But do you want to stay banished forever?” 

“Uncle said—”

“Uncle’s going to change his mind, when he has his own heir and a spare. We’re threats, Zuzu. And Zhao knows father’s old friends. He’s one of the smart ones.”

The dumb ones had already been executed. 

“I… I think he wants to—to tie himself to the royal line.”

“Eww,” she said. “I’m ten. If he wants to get engaged, I’ll just break it when we’ve got the throne. It will be too late for him to retract his support, then.”

They’d barely left port before Zhao had made his first move. He didn’t seem like a man who waited. 

Azula was ten, but Zuko was twelve. Being twelve was almost thirteen, which was almost a teenager, which was almost an adult, and adults understood things that ten year olds didn’t.

They had to get off this ship. They had to go home.

Zuko had to find the Avatar.

* * *

(This ficlet is now posted on AO3.)

#are you not entertained? #eventually this one will be a Fire Lord Iroh AU #better hope he gets that throne quick <3 #Happy Ending: and then they joined the southern raiders just as Hakoda was setting sail #and Hakoda was unprepared for these feral fuzzy-headed children suddenly on his ship #Bad Ending: and then they joined the southern raiders when Zuko was sixteen and Azula was fourteen #after four years with Zhao #Zuko: *shakes Aang until he glows then yeets him at Zhao like a grenade* #Azula: that's a good first step to being my favorite brother #but I still don't have a crown in my hair Zuzu #Avatar The Last Airbender #atla #Zuko #Azula #Iroh #I actually really like Iroh's new wife? #RIP one-off OC I'll probably never use again #you are the politically climbing aro-ace rep we deserve #New Wife: sure I'll exchange my firstborn for ultimate power in my nation #wait I can keep the kid too? #sweet deal #ficlet #Cuckoo-Vipers

[crazyhour420]

I feel like Warriors, for no reason what so ever, is one of those people that IMMEDIATELY jump into the Christmas spirit after halloweeen. Like the second the 31st is over, it is the lights, the candles, the ugly ass sweaters. Dont let him have song rights because all he's gonna play is Mariah Carrie's "all i want for Christmas is you" until January.

Now, TWILIGHT, on the other hand, is a Halloween FREAK. As soon as the leaves fall, he's thinking about his Halloween costume. Into the spooky season and has fought wars for Holladay rights where Time definitely broke them up.

Speaking of Time. That man is a Valintines Day, man. Hear me out, Malon got him into it by buying him chocolates O N C E and after that its the full nine yards. Romantic candles, hearts everywhere, stupid fucking pick-up lines. Hes done all of it at least once. Same with like Sky and mabye. MABYE, legend. But legend is like that bitter "im gonna be alone forever" friend who's probably thinking about Marin

Wild? I feel like he likes Thanksgiving because he can cook as much as he wants and everyone actually likes his food. Same with Hyrule and Wind but thats because hyrule can probably eat as much as he wants (i whole heartily beleve that he still makes ham S O U P) and wind is reminded of his grandma and aryl when they make big meals

Now, FOUR is a new year's person. Like he splits and Vio is making sure Green and Blue dont fight (Blue probably started something and Green is fighting off sleep without drinking coffee) while Red is DEFINITELY setting off fireworks with Wind. Probably setting stuff on fire with Wild on accident.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk :)

#linked universe #lu time #lu warriors #lu wind #lu wild #lu twilight #lu legend #lu hyrule #lu sky #lu four #crack #they need to spend Christmas together anyways and i was just thinking about the ROCKS wild probably gets them #ok but let them be happy please #wind being a new years rat is prominent in my brain- #wait they totally take the shitty newyears ugly ass Christmas card pictures with the sweaters #definitely made wolfie a sweater and or Halloween costume #he was a hotdog #there is definitely pictures on the sheikah slate and wild REFUSED to give them up

[aerialworms-art]

Spocktober + Trektober Day 20 - Soulmates

They love each other really! They've just had a long voyage home...

Thanks to @stellucis for giving me the idea of drawing them with the red string of fate!

(Please click for quality! ID under cut)

[Image ID: A black and white drawing of Jim Kirk, Spock, and Bones as seen in Star Trek: The Voyage Home. They are all older than in the Original Series. Spock is wearing his white Vulcan robe and no shoes. Jim is wearing his maroon suit, and Bones is wearing his beige and brown jumpsuit. His cravat is untucked from his neckline and the ends are floating. Both Jim and Bones' trousers are flared and they're wearing simple boots.

Spock and Bones are floating against a starry backdrop, connected to each other and Jim by thin threads attached to each of their wrists. Both of their threads connecting them to Jim are floating, relaxed and looping. However, Bones has grabbed the thread connecting him to Spock and is hunched over, attempting to chew through it. Spock is watching this with detached curiosity. His posture is more relaxed and his left arm is being pulled towards Bones because Bones is pulling on the thread.

Jim is standing in the middle, feet edging over the border of the drawing. His hands are on his hips, and he is looking up despairingly at his soulmates, saying "Can't you two just get along? Please?"

Above the drawing is written "Trektober" and "Day 20 - Soulmates" Below it is written "@aerialworms" and "Spocktober"./End ID]

#star trek #spocktober #star trek fanart #star trek the original series #trektober 2023 #mcspirk #star trek the voyage home #spock #james t kirk #leonard mccoy #soulmate au #i mean. is it really an au when they're literally three parts of a whole #the string of fate thing is the au part mwahahaha #this is gonna be my last trektober/spocktober post from the 2023 prompt list btw #outside of october it's just not as fun #i still have several pieces i want to do inspired by the prompt list though! they just probably won't be the exact same b/w style #anyway. rounding out the year with my favourite grumpy old men #the triumvirate #my three grandpas. and yes they smoke weed #HAPPY NEW YEAR #Oh also everyone better appreciate the detail on their outfits. i loved doing that it was so fun #especially bones'!! such a fancy jumpsuit i love it #i'm genuinely so proud of this one #and of finishing 20 whole pieces *and* posting them!!! #anyway yeah happy new year!!! live long and prosper!!! 🖖🖖🖖

[ramblingrodent]

happy new year from boo!!

#qsmp #qsmp art #boo qsmp #badboyhalo #qsmp fanart #qsmpblr #didnt realize this was the first thing ive drawn this year #thats so crazy #happy new year!! this feels unreal.. but i hope its a good year for everyone :3 #tried a watermark just for fun probably wont use it in the future idkk #anyway shoutout to boo !!! #the silly sleepy ghostie ever... #ramblingrodent evolves into artrodent #qsmp stuff

[starmonsterrr]

This joke is gonna be the death of me

Anyway happy 2024, I'm 2 days late I know

Yes they are holding hands (also they're in outertale)

Yes I put a subliminal message in the firework colors (I would put more flags but there's too many and I wanted to avoid clutter so I did what seemed like the main ones)

#corv draws #corv's io #utmv oc #undertale au oc #the starry night (selfship) #ink sans #utmv #undertale au #these two probably prepared the fireworks together and Ink was the one who put the “happy new year 2013” thing somehow without Io noticing #and Io just rolled with it once the fireworks fired their work #it almost tried to tell Ink that it's 2003 (yes Io has the same problem but another year) #but it decided that “oh well he's funny so I'll let them be” #ink sans x oc

[duckmessiah]

I just wanted to let you know your latest dirkjake post… oogh im the one who aked and. I set it to my phone wallpaper and showed it to all my friends and jm going. To get a poster of it. Because its just that cool.

^how you look saying that but seriously i'm very glad to hear this. i enjoyed making that one so i'm happy with how it turned out and yeah go ahead get a poster. maybe print it on a bed sheet and wrap yourself with it. hell print it out on a curtain put it on your window so that everyone can see from the street too. get it printed on a cake and eat it. do whatever you want my dude

#just don't sell it ok... #i have some other asks waiting there but i'm kinda busy atm so i'll probably draw them next year. sorry #idk if i should have even answered this one but i already spent my time drawing/typing so whatever #merry yaoimas and happy new yuri in advance

[virzoeve]

hello @sonicdjam!! very sorry for this being incredibly late, i was your @touhousecretsanta this year!

hatate is my fave meow meowrino ever so i was super happy to get to draw her heehee,, i was trying to make something…. edgier but it ended up being super colourful but!! i hope you like it anyways ToT

i wanted to make something a lil different for her outfit too but this was already very very late uegh

#tried to capture her nyehehe gremlin vibe #sometimes i wonder ab how her thoughtography thingamabob looks like and i realize it's probably just magic google images #happy new year!!!! btw #himekaidou hatate #touhou project

[soldier-poet-king]

Biggest difference at the new job (besides The Everything) is being treated like an adult and a professional (despite being contract), rather than a kid who just happens to be computer literate unlike the rest of the staff, so I'm kept around for that. It's really nice? To be treated as an equal and intelligent and a professional worthy of my title, even tho yes I'm still young and new and learning, I have responsibility and autonomy and am in many ways my own manager, and I get to make decisions. It's scary and new and things are expected of me way more, but that's also exciting? Even as it's real stressful? Idk I'm still settling in, but after my first full week I'm??? I think this is going to be really good for me, personally and professionally

#i am still very nervous and scared and i felt like crying a bunch this week #and i have so many responsibilities and have to schedule so many meetings #and ask so many questions that make me feel really stupid #but im treated like an adult! a real professional! despite my youth and relative inexperience #i got the fancy job title. i have the academic qualifications. im. just? really happy? #it feels like my years of slogging thru just trying to survive lacking any clear direction #have landed me finally somewhere i can thrive. even if its just temporary #its too early for final judgements #but im tentatively....hopeful??? even tho I'm scared abt the newness. it's stuff i can handle (probably). and i KNOW im smart and capable.

[ducktracy]

"posting this because i NEEEEEED this on my blog" is probably going to be the caption for 95% of the Shin-chan stuff i post BUT IT IS NO LESS TRUE BECAUSE OF IT. Masaaki Yuasa is quickly becoming one of my favorite animators and i want to have easy access to ogle at his work at any time. and i hope for you to do the same! so here's his animation for Ending 3 of the show from 1993

#i enjoyed Devilman Crybaby when it was new and REALLY enjoyed Night is Short Walk On Girl but Shin-chan is my first time seeing him actually #animate rather than as a director/affiliated with Science SARU #AND UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH HE IS SO GOOD I'M SO INSPIRED #Shin-chan has just been so fun to get into truly have not felt this passionate about getting into something since i got into LT/golden age #cartoons #a very happy and unexpected hyperfixation of 2024 #and thank you for coming along on this journey with me i know it outwardly doesn't fit my 'brand' of posting BUT ACTUALLY IT DOES BECAUSE #THE GAGS AND ANIMATION ARE SO GOOD AND SPEAK TO ME SO MUCH. aahhhhhhhhhhhhh #i've literally started taking Japanese lessons on Duolingo so i can watch more episodes that aren't subbed #i have a pretty basic knowledge of Japanese since i was once an anime obsessed 8 year old (thank you Leo Ojamajo Doremi is still treasured #in my heart) so i can make out/infer bits and pieces but it would be great to have a greater understanding and also learn how to read #Hiragana. which i've been learning! slowly #i'll probably be posting more OPs and EDs because they are so good so so good #OP 3 is stuck in my head literally all the time #COME ON BABY COME ON BABY tamanegi tabereru #if you for whatever reason are deterred by my Shin posting then my containment center for it is 'csc' so blacklist that #but hopefully you will not!! #csc #vid

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

and so i return to my roots of eating half a cantaloupe in one sitting

#its so fuckign good... Deliciousness... #*gollum voice* so juicy sweeeeeet!!!! #except yk. instead of a fish its a glorious melon #this morning isnt Great but mmmmm i have a cantaloupe so its not that bad!!! #absolutely unprompted #what will i do today... fold laundry probably. bring in more wood. install my new mattress #oh im so happy to have a new mattress! ive been using the same one since *dial up tone* freshman year!! #so.. about six years. jeebus criminy on a crisis cracker no wonder its uncomfortable #maybe ill work on a crochet project for a bit too #shit ill need to start thinking about christmas presents. ~Its The Most Stressful Time of The Year~ #i need to finish my grampa's lap blanket... figure out what to make for everyone else... #'everyone else' four whole people. two parents and two friends smh #wait no. three people. i just need to finish what ive already started #or start over bc it looks terrible and i feel bad lol

[krisget-thebanana]

Oopsies my hand slipped and I drew this

#FINALLY gave into the urges and drew them. sorry guys the mental illness won this time #tbf i’ve been deranged about this pairing for almost a year now i think i have a right to indulge myself after so long #GOD this is embarrassing to post. my sense of shame is too strong to be posting cringe art of my godawful ships even on here #if you hate me for drawing this don’t worry i’ll go die in a hole after posting this!!! #just kidding i’ll actually probably draw more even though i find it embarrassing #death note #death note fanart #mello #mihael keehl #soichiro yagami #soichiro x mello #mello x soichiro #soichello #<— some of you may want to filter those last three tags considering that i post about them semi regularly #if you don’t know how i’m pretty sure you just go settings —> account —> filtered tags and put in whatever tag you want to filter #chara’s art #first time drawing soichiro and i draw him at the most difficult angle possible. why did i do that to myself #i mean it’s not bad for my first attempt but he looks. thinner?? then i intended??? #mello’s face looks off here but i had fun drawing him #anyways happy new years. i spent the last few days of last year and the first few hours of this year drawing this #what an amazing and productive way of spending that time #new years resolution is to go outside and touch grass #i can’t stop writing in the tags. i think it’s because i’m hesitating to post this lmao #oh my god whatever just shut up and hit post

[pixlerelish]

Going to start some shit.

#Happy New Year #Dilwale #SRK #it's about the parallels #Pix's pics #I can just imagine him walking out of the ring and then immediately back into a warehouse battle royale #yeah don't worry boys I'll get your money back... I said don't worry about it #wait #IS this anything? #Charlie... Kaali #can't move on from an unjust and violent event from years previously #an event that caused the death of a father #hmm... I'll workshop it. #I probably won't

[all-lars-bars]

I want to get it across to everyone that Ethan Winters, while very much just some guy, is also definitely not normal.

#and I'm not just talking about the mold #this man really got both of his hands severed from his body and slapped 'em back on with no issue‚ they're working good as new #and just. doesn't question that #just goes on about his hell filled days #like he had to have questioned it in those three or so years between games‚ right? #he's either an idiot‚ just weird‚ or there's a secret third thing that made him not question it (mold probably) #i like to think that there's just always been something wrong with him but his normal-ness acts as the perfect disguise #can you tell I really like this character? #i only know re7 and re8 lore. that is it #and I am happy with that #i'm having the time of my life #resident evil #resident evil 7 #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #re7 #re8 #ethan winters #re ethan winters

[brewed-pangolin]

OG Soap is the kind of gentleman that would hold your hair and rub your back while you threw up in a sidewalk trashcan.

"Tha's it, lass. Get it all outta'ya. Gonnae make ya feel betta' in th'mornin', yeah?"

Would absolutely make sure you got home safe and stay overnight just to watch over you. No, he's not going to make a move. Man is a class act and true man of his word.

But if you need a way to help sweat out that hangover in the morning, he'd be more than willing to oblige.

Reboot Soap would hold your hair and critique your bodies skill of reverse peristalsis. Even going so far as giving you a numbered scale rating.

"Steamin' Jesus, bonnie. Tha's gotta be at least a 6.5 or 7 with how many shots ya threw back, eh? Gonnae be nursin' a mighty ceann-daoraich in th'mornin', aren't ya?"

And that hand on your back? Don't be surprised if it moves a little too far south to get a quick feel of your ass. Man's a serious opportunist.

He'll also make sure you get home safely. Won't make a move unless you show interest first. Just don't bring up the fact you heard him rubbing one out in your bathroom while you were 'passed out' on the couch.

And if you're craving some authentic Lorne sausage in the morning, he's got the perfect recipe that'll fill you right up.

ceann-daoraich - hangover

#cw: slight dubcon #happy new year #its idk30 and ive had waaaay too much champagne #the brainrot of Captain MacTavish #johnny soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #john mactavish #soap squad #soap sqaud 🧼 #its not still sunday is it? #oops #i love these boys so much it makes my head hurt #that's actually probably just the champagne #nevermind

[lulu2992]

So I’ve just seen this tweet and…

…so I know the dates here are from the Wiki and therefore not necessarily all canon, but that’s not what I wanted to talk about (for once).

My question is:

Who is “Michael Vaas”? 😅

#probably just a careless mistake but I laughed #…………. #okay ​you know what I’m still going to talk about the dates very quickly #antón being born in 1954 makes sense #pagan being born in 1966 is correct according to the narrative director #but ​it’s unclear if we look at mohan’s journal #joseph being born in 1976 doesn’t contradict anything but that’s not in the game #that was the date given on play-asia.com though #vaas being born in 1984 is what’s currently on the wiki #but he’s had like three different birthdays there… #people have previously randomly decided he was born in 1987 or 1985 #anyway… happy lunar new year! 🐰 #antón castillo #anton castillo #far cry 6 #joseph seed #far cry 5 #pagan min #far cry 4 #vaas montenegro #oh sorry #michael vaas #far cry 3