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elegantjellyfishwerewolf · 2 months

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Trollhunters! Nomura Au

Final

The third part(2/2)<

This AU was made me and @enniyart

While part of the team, consisting of Nomura, Angor, Blinky, Draal, Aaarrgh, Toby and Jim, went in search of Merlin. Another part of the team with Steve and Eli stayed to look after the exhausted Claire in the Lake house (due to recent events, the house was empty for a very long time).

The journey to the tomb is uneventful. The only interesting moment happens when Merlin wakes up and Nomura says that she is now a trollhunter. This statement makes the Wizard surprised, for a second he looks at Jim, but quickly assumes the usual cynical expression on his face and together with the others goes to Arcadia where an unpleasant surprise awaits them.... The fact is that while the trollhunter and the others were looking for Merlin's tomb, the Creepslayerz, who were left to look after Claire, witnessed her obsession with Morgana (due to the fact that there was more concentration of dark magic in Claire, Morgana's possession occurred earlier than in the original). Steve was already ready to say goodbye to life, but fortunately Eli watched all seasons of "Supernatural", so the first thing he does is throw a jar of salt into the obsessed Claire and lock her in the basement to wait for the rest of the team.

After the rest of the team returns, Morgana is tied up in the same way as the original and they think about how to return Claire to her body. They decide to send a couple of team members to the world of shadows to pull Claire's soul out of illusions. Jim and Toby are called to go to the world of shadows, Angor remains to keep the portal open, and the rest remain to watch the queen of the Eldrich.

While Jim and Toby search for Claire, Morgana tries to manipulate the remaining members of the team. But Merlin begins to do what he does best, infuriate others, and Morgan is already being led to his manipulations and jokes.

Just like in the original, Jim and Toby find Claire's soul and together they expel the witch from her body.

At this time, Gunmar, with the help of Avalon's staff and Strickler, frees Morgana. Gunmar decides that he no longer needs changelings, but Strickler stops him saying that of all those present, only he is aware of what is happening in the world (and with the help of his connections has a great influence in the human world), he also says that he should not underestimate the superiority of people in technical terms. Strickler proposes a plan according to which his changelings penetrate into all important spheres of humanity, and when Gunmar decides to begin conquering the upper lands, humanity will already be destroyed from within and will not be able to provide proper resistance to the Gumgum army. Morgana, who has just been released, agrees with Strickler's plan and Gunmar and Morgana go into the shadows for a while to regain strength after a long imprisonment.

After all she's been through, Claire decides that her parents deserve the right to know what's really going on. At first, Ophelia and Javier do not believe their daughter, but when her teacher from the "exchange school" appears, all doubts disappear instantly.

Thanks to the help of a member of the Nunez council, the team is better able to hide trolls from the trollmarket.

A team of hunters is discussing a plan to defeat Gunmar and Morgana. Merlin tells about the stones of the three shadows capable of summoning the eclipse sword. The trollhunter already has the eye of Gunmar, and therefore the whole team goes for the rest of the stones. It turns out to be quite simple to get the stones of death and birth. Only in the process of extracting the second Draal accidentally turns into a human (he and Nomura even manage to go on a date to a human restaurant. The date itself happened surprisingly well, until Draal started eating curtains). After learning about this, Merlin and Angor finally figure out how to defeat Morgana once and for all. They decide to prepare a potion that, like with Draal, will turn Morgana into a human and when she will become mortal, they will finally be able to kill her.

Angor also decides that they need all the

powers they have and therefore helps Claire create her own shadow staff.

Blinky and Aaarrrgh, as well as in the original, gather allies among the trolls to fight back against Gunmar.

Gunmar also wasted no time and while the trollhunter was looking for the stones of the three shadows, he attacked troll settlements and replenished his army, simultaneously absorbing their hearts of stone, becoming even bigger and stronger because of this.

After that, Morgana begins eternal night (she also breaks Merlin's staff), but when they come to the surface, gumgums do not find a single person.

The fact is that council member Nunez is seeking consent to conduct a training evacuation of the entire city, so all residents of Arcadia are safe.

Morgana, seeing this, immediately begins to ask Strickler what is going on, and then it turns out that Walter has long betrayed her and sided with Gunmar. Morgana is about to kill the changeling, but she is attacked by an Angor that appeared from the portal and takes them to another battle location.

Gunmar at the same time starts a fight against Nomura in the eclipse armor and Draal.

Merlin goes to the ruined market to get a staff, and the rest of the team, together with the Order of Janus, fight against the Gumgum army.

The trollhunters' plan is that Angor should get close to Morgana and poison her with a poison that turns into a human (Angor himself understood that he was unlikely to be able to get out of the battle alive). Claire, when the witch finally turns into a mortal, will deal a fatal blow to the exhausted Morgan, thereby canceling eternal night. At this time, Nomura and Draal will try to restrain Gunmar in an open area, so that when the sky dissipated and the sun appeared, Gunmar fell under his direct rays and turned into stone (the fact is that he became so huge that Merlin was not sure whether the eclipse blade would be enough to kill Gunmar). The task of the rest of the team is to restrain Gunmar's army so that she could not come to his or Morgana's aid.The task of the rest of the team is to restrain Gunmar's army so that she could not come to his or Morgana's aid.

Angor and Morgana begin their battle during which the staff of the shadow breaks and Morgana kills Angor, but he manages to cut her with a poisoned blade. Morgana notices that her wounds do not recover, but remain and begin to bleed. In a panic, she tries to escape to regain her strength and stop the effect of the poison, but Claire, with a new staff of shadow, blocks her path. A long fight ensues between them during which Claire loses her right eye and is again in a dying state, but still she manages to kill the witch.

Gunmar finds himself right under the withering rays of the sun. He tries to find shelter (his skin has almost turned to stone and has become very fragile), but at that moment Nomura and Draal decapitate him. Gunnar dies, but also due to a strong surge of magic, the stone in the amulet splits, and Draal also loses his right arm.

The remaining gumgums, which did not have time to eliminate, are destroyed by themselves due to the death of Gunmar, as in the original.

Eternal Night ends (Merlin, due to the fact that Morgana broke the staff of Avalon, does not regain her powers).

Residents of Arcadia are returning to the city (a little oh.evayut when they see the consequences of the battle against Morgana and Gunmar). And when the team of hunters relaxes, the changelings take over the city and Strickler declares that his plan remains unchanged. Changelings will also destroy humanity from the inside, and then using human weapons they will strike at all the deposits of stone hearts, so the world will belong only to changelings (the world did not want to accept them, and they are not going to accept this world).

Claire goes to the hospital. Draal also becomes incapacitated due to the loss of his arm. Steve, Eli and Toby say that they will fight with the others, but Nomura does not want the children to participate in the massacre, so takes them to the pantry and locks them for a while until it's all over. Jim looks at all this from the side, and then follows Nomura (she did not look for him because time was running out, and she thought that he would have enough brains not to follow her (not enough)).

Nomura (already without the amulet, armed with khopesh), Merlin (still with 10% of his magic), Blinky, Aaarrrgh and the remaining surviving trolls go to storm the Order of Janus.

At this time, it is not Enrique who goes to the dark lands for familiars (let's accept the fact that the Darklands were not destroyed during eternal night).

While the rest of the trolls are fighting the changelings, Nomura infiltrates the headquarters of the Order of Janus (Jim slips behind her unnoticed) where Strickler is now. A fight ensues between Nomura and Strickler during which Strickler prepares to deliver a fatal blow to the hunter....

*BANG*

Jim picks up a crossbow lying on the floor and shoots his history teacher.

The surviving changelings escape from Arcadia. It is NotEnrique who successfully gets out of the Darklands with the familiars in the cradle stone.

Afterword: after the finale, Jimmy and Claire start dating (they fell in love with each other at joint sessions with a psychologist).

Claire continues to practice shadow magic (after the battle, she picks up a piece root of the Angor Rot body and now it grows in her pot).

Nomura, Draal, Blinky and Merlin, along with the rest of the trolls from the market, leave for New Jersey. Aaarrrgh stays with Toby and the others to protect Arcadia.

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jben073 · 5 months

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Grace Chasity headcanon rambles!

Some silly Grace hcs for @nighthaterfrfr!! I tried to mostly avoid any of mine that you mentioned something similar to in yours bc we had a good deal of overlap! :D

(Just to preface, one of my biggest headcanons is that Grace is autistic so there’s a good chance that some of these may be influenced by that! I did try to pick ones that are more applicable to canon though! [But if anyone wants any of those, I have about a million :3])

When Grace was a young child in elementary school (or Sunday school), she very innocently kissed Alice Woodward and felt something™. (She entirely represses this memory for YEARS.)

^ During her eventual sexuality crisis, despite not having talked to Alice for years outside of polite conversation if they ran into one another, Grace reaches out to her for support/to ask questions because she was the only out queer person that Grace knew and trusted enough not to out her. (Alice big sister mode activated.)

^ (They’re so silly, they’ve literally never interacted outside of a throwaway line about them knowing and possibly disliking each other but to me they're friends who fell apart and eventually find each other again when they're both more grown as people.)

^ Also, ignore me indulging my other biggest hc which is that Grace is a lesbian.

Grace took piano lessons as a child and is actually quite good because she wanted to be the pianist for her church’s masses when she got older! She stopped taking lessons in high school, but she keeps up with playing in her free time to maintain the skill and occasionally help out with music at her church.

^ Richie constantly tries to convince her to learn anime openings and music from games that he plays for him (he begged her to learn Megalovania for weeks until she finally gave in).

She has never celebrated Halloween because her parents think it’s satanic so Ruth and Richie (who definitely still go trick-or-treating in high school) make a point to bring her some of their candy on the following school day.

^ She definitely doesn’t cry about this gesture later when she goes home!!

She is an absolute monster while playing board games, like she gets REALLY aggressive about them.

^ (definitely influenced by Angela's chaos on smosh games, especially the “be a little more gentle!! >:(” clip)

She can’t go to sleep (intentionally) without getting a kiss goodnight. At home, her parents kiss her on the forehead before bed and if she’s at camp, she has to get a kiss on the head from Girl Jeri if she wants to sleep well.

^ It disrupts her routine which makes it harder for her to wind down!!

^ I like to think that before the events of Abstinence Camp, she thought of Boy Jerry and Girl Jeri as older sibling figures.

She has never been to a sleepover because she’s never had good enough friends to be invited to one :(

^ The nerds + Steph very quickly remedy this!!

^ (quick ramble related to the last hc) During the first group sleepover, Steph wakes up in the middle of the night to get a drink, realizes Grace is still up, and after Grace sheepishly admits her dilemma following Steph’s prompting for an explanation, Steph very casually plants a kiss on her forehead and then goes back to sleep. Grace’s face is beet red after this and now she can’t sleep for an entirely different reason.

^ They're in love to me!!!

LIB related

(Based almost entirely on Blinky’s line about watching Grace and the nightmare about Max/Richie that implies she has the gift.)

^ Grace has been connected to the Lords in Black since long before we see her, Steph, and Pete summon them in NPMD.

^ Much like Lex was friends with Webby as a child and forgot, Grace was friends with the LIB when she was young but grew out of it.

^ (I have a whole little overanalysis/hc set of things for this hc if anyone wants to hear :3)

After she starts using the Black Book, her appearance starts to very slightly change so that she always looks just a tiny bit off.

^ Her teeth are just a touch too sharp, her ears have the slightest point to them, and her eyes almost seem to shift in colour (depending on which LIB is influencing her).

^ But hey, it must just be a trick of the light!! She's so normal!! Dw about it!!!

She will occasionally feel the sudden compulsion to bite others (Nibbly is feeling silly!!)

^ She does not act on this… most of the time :3

One more silly one to end on

She once owned a Tamagotchi and became so deeply stressed over the state of this virtual creature that she made herself sick from anxiety.

^ Karen and Mark confiscated the toy very shortly after this.

Anyway ramble's over now but my 45 page google doc of Grace hcs continues to grow every day bc I am fixated hard on this silly little show :3

edit: had to add the '^' thing because the bullets didn't indent properly for some reason!! every one that has that is attached to the previous one without it!

also idk why on mobile the sleepover hc and the Alice hc got cut short?? The sleepover one is supposed to say that now she can't sleep for an entirely different reason and the end of the second bullet says (Alice big sister mode activated).

#grace chasity #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #starkid #hatchetfield #nightmare time #stephanie lauter #lautity #stephgrace #starkid hcs

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skyethewolfwizard · 6 months

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Sanctuary Status:

^ This is for interaction purposes, if you wish to RP the above paragraph will tell you how you can contact or interact with me (Skye IC).

The Sanctuary is free to be entered and exited, only the towers themselves need my permission to enter and are protected by thaumaturgical writing and sigils.

But you can also just interact with me (Skye OOC) where I am still my furry self, but I drop all the lore.

Credits:

PFP by @dr1nk00

Text GIFs from blinkies

Identity and Orientation:

(Disclaimer: any labels I use are for your convenience, no amount of labels will ever describe me fully or accurately. I only have them for your convenience)

I am genderfluid/nonbinaryfluid and trans most of the time identifying as some mix of nonbinary, alterhuman, agender, and a few xenogenders, but always feminine in some way and some other word that doesn't exist to describe the xenogender I am.

You can use she/her, but preferably si/ser

And I am aroaceflux sapphic lesbian bisexual. And always up for gender fuckery.

Content:

This is my main blog, I RP, wizardpost, post art, post comics, reblog, and the general stuff.

And also warning for gore, sometimes NSFW content, and topics of self harm and suicide.

And do not use my art or writing as training data. I will not take that lightly if you do.

Tag System:

Art: #skye's art

Comics: #skye's comics

OOC: #wizardpostingn't, #ooc, untagged, etc.

Wizard Posting and Canon RP: #wizardposting, #wizardpostingrp, #wizardlore

Ret conned RP: #this interaction has been erased

Writing and Poems: #skye's writing and #skye's poetry

Warnings: #tw gore, #tw self harm, #tw suicide, #wizardpostingnswf, #tw death, #tw violence, #tw flashing lights

DNI if:

— You exclude certain groups from human rights or exclude certain groups from a larger group for arbitrary reasons, usually to do with your lack of understanding or continued ignorance.

— You don't understand the difference between differences in morals and differences in opinion,

— You don't give even your most differing of fellow humans the most basic respect and clemency. Though, make sure to know the differences between basic respect of a person and respect for their actions.

— You don't believe every person, and I mean every person, creed, class, religion, belief, moral, all deserve equal respect as we are more than any label.

But I encourage you to interact if you are anyone not like the above, this is a safe space (I try my best to keep it a safe space) for anyone! LGBTQIA++, any religion, belief, nationality, race, ability, and being. I just ask you to return the favour.

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#transgender #wizardposting #lgbtq #intro post #bisexual #nonbinary #furry #aroaceflux #genderfluid #alterhuman #lgbtqia #lgbtqia+#sapphic #xenogender #otherkin

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blinkysrewatchparty · 7 months

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Welcome to Blinky's Rewatch Party!

Hello Nighthawks, Sniggles, and Latte Hattes! You've found the official tumblr page for Blinky's Rewatch Party--where we organize semi-regular watch parties of Nightmare Time 2 episodes as part of our campaign to both share our love of NMT and hopefully get our grubby little hands on Nightmare Time 3!

Current Rewatch Party Planning Polls: None Currently Active!

FAQ with all the basic info under the cut!

WHEN ARE THE REWATCH PARTIES?

The Rewatch Parties are every other Saturday, at two different times, so that as many people as possible can participate directly! The schedule for the current round of Rewatch Parties is:

HOW CAN I PARTICIPATE?

Here on Tumblr, we will be using the tag "Blinky's Rewatch Party." You can use the tag to liveblog your rewatch, or wait until the story is over to post any and all thoughts at once. If you can't make either of the chosen times, that's okay! The tag's not going anywhere; simply watch and post your thoughts whenever you can. And remember to check out the tag to see what other people are saying!

If the Tumblr tagging system isn't your ideal communal watching experience, that's cool too. We're set up on several other social media platforms that you are welcome to check out!

Also you can follow this blog! It's not super necessary, but it will make keeping up with any updates easier. Also, likes and ESPECIALLY reblogs of any and all posts are greatly appreciated--I don't really care about notes for notes' sake, but since the whole point is to keep people watching Nightmare Time, I'd love for the parties to reach as many people as possible!

WHAT OTHER SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORMS? HOW DO I FIND YOU THERE?

We'll be hosting the watch parties here on Tumblr, but also on Discord, YouTube, and Twitter.

The link to our discord is here: https://discord.gg/Mz2P65mt29! it's super chill and fun and there's a surprising amount of discussion and theorizing about Chumby.

We don't have a specific YouTube page (yet!)--we'll simply be hosting the watch parties in the comments sections of the Nightmare Time episodes themselves. This will have the added bonus of really showing increased interest in NMT, and getting us one step closer to our ultimate goal: MORE HATCHETFIELD!

The link to our twitter is here: https://twitter.com/BlinkysParty. We will be using the hashtag #BlinkysRewatchParty.

For more information on participating in the Rewatch Parties on various social medias, go here.

WHO RUNS THE WATCH PARTIES?

That would be me! Hello! My name is Brooke (she/her), and you may know me on here as @man-down-in-hatchet-town. I want these watch parties to be as positive an experience as possible, so please feel free to reach out to me on this page OR man-down with any thoughts, questions, or concerns. Unlike Hidgens, I promise I won't show you my résumé!

Our discord is also largely managed by the amazing @abarryswiftexit! They are super cool and friendly and the real hero of this whole endeavor.

YOUR ART IS SO COOL! WHO MADE IT?

I'm so glad you asked! Our awesome text graphics and unbelievable avatar are all by my wonderful fandom best buddy @its-short-for-jackalope. Seriously, guys, their art is so good and interesting, so be sure to check it all out and give his page a follow!

Thanks, Jack! 💜

AND THE BIG ONE: WHAT HAPPENED IN 2005 TO MAKE THE HATCHETFIELD TIMELINE SPLIT?

I actually don't know this one (though I have lots of thoughts and ideas, help)! But I do know that rewatching Nightmare Time will help us get the chance to find out. So let's get our Bliklotep on and do this thing!

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enniyart · 7 months

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Trollhunter!Nomura AU (part 1)

This AU was made by me and @elegantjellyfishwerewolf (check her account to find more information about it).

Now I want to tell you the beginning of this story.

At this AU Strickler begin to date Barbara two months before the main events. Their relationship got started because of Jim's lack of sleep and lateness at school. As a result, Strickler and Barbara become very close to each other and Jim Jim begins to subconsciously perceive Strickler as his father.

//two months later//

After Kanjigar’s death Strickler gives an order to Nomura to check the canal and take the amulet before it will choose another trollhunter. As Nomura came to the canal the amulet calls out her name and she realizes that it’s not good to her. Because of fear that Bular and Janus Order will kill her as soon as she would open the bridge, she doesn’t go to Strickler.

Instead of it Nomura goes to hide in her apartments where Blinky and Aargh visit her and say that she is new trollhunter now. They quickly understand that she is changeling, Nomura runs from them at the panic and trolls go chasing her. At the same time Toby goes out from dentist and notices three running creatures at twilight. He feels a bit scared but at the same time curious and decides to follow them on a bike. After a “jogging” trolls and changeling come to a temporary truce because Blinky and Aargh realize that Nomura isn’t interested at opening the bridge and Nomura doesn’t see aggression towards herself in their behavior. Toby hears their entire conversation, but reveals his presence with some noise. Nomura notices him and is going to kill him as witness, but Blinky stops her from that and they let Domzalski go on the condition that he does not tell anyone what he saw.

At the same time at the Lake house Strickler proposed to Barbara to get married at dinner and she accepts it. Some later at the same evening he gets an information from goblins that the new trollhuner is Nomura now and it makes him nervous because she knows EVERYTHING about their plans. He sends an urgent order to send NotEnrique on the surface to replace by him Nomura’s place and go by himself to get Angor Rot from his prison because he isn’t sure in Bular’s powers. He wants to destroy the new trollhunter as soon as possible.Strickler brings Angor to Arcadia the very next day. As in canon, Angor doesn’t trust to changeling words that his soul will be free again and preparing a trap to him. At some critical moment Strickler barks at his slave saying something like “Do anything!” and at the next moment Angor cuts off part of left hand on which he was wearing Inferno Copula. Angor takes back his soul but let Strickler go.

Walter gets to the hospital and Barbara is very shocked at the way he looks like. After an attempt was made on Strickler's life while he was in the ward, the fact is that the Order of Janus, specifically Otto, found out about Walt's offer about marriage and decided that their leader had softened. There is an explosion in the hospital as a result of which Strickler survives, but Barbara....does not. At this time Angor decides to redeem himself and therefore comes to the Trollmarket to take on the duties of an absent trollhunter. At first, trolls don’t trust him and a bit afraid of killer, but Vendel because of rumors that the new trollhunter might be a human or changeling decides to accept Angor’s proposal. Draal initially perceives this decision of the elder negatively and challenges Angor to a duel during which he loses (the fight was not public, so Draal did not lose his honor), but Angor decides not to kill him and so they both begin to respond to the calls that were intended for the hunter.

While Nomura moves from her apartments to motel, Strickler replaces the missing part of his arm with a prosthesis (a metal prosthesis with hidden golden claws) and finds out who organized the attempt on him (it was Otto). He comes to the Order of Janus and demonstratively kills Otto (who has already managed to proclaim himself the new head) in front of other changelings, as if saying that he should not be discounted. The changelings recognize Strickler's power and he becomes the leader of the order again.

Enrique is substituted, but NotEnrique verysoon reveals his essence to Claire and she threatens the changeling and asks him to take her to her brother, but Neenrique decides to bring her to the entrance to the Trollmarket in the hope that by penetrating there she will be eaten and he will get rid of the witness. Claire enters the Trollmarket and getting found by Angor. Nunez, impressed by the magic of Angor Rot, asks him to start training her to prepare before going to the Darklands and saving her brother. Angor initially refuses, but Claire is too persistent and determined in her desire to save her brother, so Angor reluctantly agrees, hoping that she will leave after a couple of grueling training sessions or die in the course of training.Nomura understands that the influence of Janus order is growing and it would be better for her to go to Trollmarket, but she also understands that the trolls most likely will not accept her until she proves that she can be trusted. Therefore, she, along with Blinky, Aaarrgh and Toby, who has followed them, come up with a plan to kill Bular. Everything is going according to plan and Nomura, along with Bular's head, goes to the troll market to finally take her place as a trollhunter.

Part 2 here

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raspberrysmoon · 2 months

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WELCOME TO THE SOTBAW MASTERPOST!!!!

sotbaw is short for the spawn of the black and white. it follows kai drew, in her adventures being adopted and raised by the lords in black.

KAI DREW IS NOT MY CHARACTER. kai belongs solely to @pastriibunz and her custody has not transferred to me outside of this series.

kais age and condition fluctuate. sometimes shes dead, sometimes not. you'll know.

each lord has "papa" tacked onto their name. papa wiggly, papa tinky, papa pokey, papa blinky, and papa nibbly. nibbly is also called mama nibbly on occasion.

IN CURRENT CRONOLOGICAL ORDER THEY ARE: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,9,10,8,11,12,13.

pokey, blinky, tinky, nibbly, wiggly, webby, kai, paul, emma.

FICS-

number- title | song credit | lyrics you'll find in the fic | short explanation

1- i forgot my name again. | devil town - cavetown | "i still get a little scared of something new, but i feel a little safer when i'm with you." | kai, at 15, discovering that shes not quite as alone as she thought.

2- i truly am my parents child. | family line - conan gray | "i can run, but i can't hide, from my family line." | kai, at 17, fighting for what she wants.

3- deserves the same judgement. | average - sushi soucy | "you've got the skills of an idiot, who got too much praise." | blinky's thoughts and feelings after losing his daughter.

4- i'm losing on their side. | i bet on losing dogs - mitski | "my baby, my baby.. you're my baby, say it to me." | pokey's thoughts and feelings after losing his daughter.

5- make me love myself, so that i might love you. | saint bernard - lincoln | "when i am dead i wont join their ranks, because they are both holy and free." | tinky's thoughts and feelings after losing his daughter.

6- apathy's a tragedy and boredom is a crime | goodbye - bo burnham | "am i going crazy? would i even know? am i right back where i started fourteen years ago?" | nibbly's thoughts and feelings after losing his daughter.

7- you're scaring us and all of us- some of us- love you. | achilles come down - gang of youths | "soldier on achilles, achilles come down, won't you get up off, get up off the roof?" | wiggly's thoughts and feelings after losing his daughter.

8- what if i told you i made it? | inevitable - the guy who didn't like musicals | "what if i told you a story, that settled all the dust? i'm still the man you trust. it's inevitable, for us." | pokey and kai, meeting one last time in the starlight theater.

9- i won't let go of your hand | two birds - regina spektor | "say that they're always gonna stay together, but ones never going to let go of that wire." | UNRELEASED

10- you'll never settle any of your scores | little lion man - mumford & sons | "take all the courage you have left, and waste it in fixing all the problems that you made in your own head." | UNRELEASED

11- it's so cold and i don't know where. | another love - tom odell | "so i'll use my voice, i'll be so fucking rude, words, they always win, but i know i'll lose." | UNRELEASED

12- i wanna be your left hand man | riptide - vance joy | "i love you, when you're singing that song and i've got a lump in my throat 'cause you're gonna sing the words wrong." | UNRELEASED

13- you're skin, oh yeah you're skin and bones | yellow - coldplay | "its true, look how they shine for you. look how they shine. look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and all the things that you do." | UNRELEASED

#sotbaw #sotbaw masterpost #kai drew #raspberry writes

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shadowbrightshine · 5 months

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Thinking about alternate timeline Tim's dying in different ways.

A failed Pokotho invasion before Tgwdlm proper, a young, 12 year old Tim crawls across the island on all fours, blue slime dripping from his face. His limbs have long since given out in terms of walking from overuse in the dance numbers. The singular voice has left them. It moved on, they were a rehearsal, not even the dress rehearsal of the story. Tim is losing the last shred of a mind he could have without the hive singing to him. He can't get out any notes himself, his voice doesn't belong to him anymore. The silence is killing him. He will starve.

An older Tim, an adult, who learned to dance and prrform onstage. He's in love, and he and his girlfriend decided that when he goes to participate in the Nectar King contest, she would go with him. He just wants to make his parents, Tom and Becky, proud. They love him, but he doesn't feel like they've seen just how good at performing he can be. They come to the place of the sacrifice. Nibbly consumed her first, and Tim bites down on Nibbly to free himself and reach for her, jumping into the maw. The bite of the God instantly absorbs into his body, but it doesn't have time to do anything. Nibbly has thousands of needle, shark, and grinding down teeth stretching into the black abyss. Tim's last moment is spent watching his girlfriend be crushed and stabbed through by the constricting jaw/throat snapping shut. Just before it does the same to him. He dies reaching for someone he loved. Someone he brought along to make sure they would be together. Who he led to die with him on accident.

In Watcher world eventually the island is abandoned, everyone is dead, has fled, or is part of the theme park. It's time to expand to the mainland. Tim has walked back and forth on his path for years. He watches the people, every day, every night. His mouth has been stitched shut. He killed his father. Blinky loves family dramas the best, Alice was not a unique case. The others are deconstructing parts of the park to bring with them. Tim wasn't even a sniggle. He's a background element. He's a set piece for a game that already ended. He looks at the engagement ring he stole from his father's body.

He leaves the park for the first time in years, and decides that the ring will be the last thing he ever sees. He goes to his knees, feeling the dirt in one hand. The other is held to the light. It sparkles. He closes his always open eyes. Five seconds pass and the Lord in Black tells him to open them. He feels bugs crawling across his face. He feels breaths of air against his cheek. He feels fingers and tiny bug mouths pulling on his eyelashes. Wordlessly he tells Blinky that he is done, and he will not look at anything else in his life. Blinky decides he no longer needs to see. The bugs are immediately burrowing through the soft flesh of his eyes. Severing the optic nerves. Through a stitched mouth Tim screams, eyes open. But it doesn't matter, they can't see. They're gone. Purple blood drips from his sockets and he is dying, bugs crawling into his brain. Or maybe not bugs. Whatever they are he is already dead.

There are worse ways than dying alone in a car.

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albentelisa · 4 months

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Hey! I've got an ask for you and I don't mind if it takes a while, because I know that you've probably got so many asks in your inbox, but I wanted to know how do you think Jim would (if he ever did) progress to become a villain and no one realises it until too late?

(I'm feeling a bit angsty this week)

Also, btw, I love your hcs- they're actually really cool and really well thought over, and some of them just really get my creative juices flowing. They always make me smile, especially when I've had a bad today so just... thank you 💙)

Hi! Thank you for your kind words ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Actually, I have some 'bad end scenarios' with Jim ending as a villain (or sorta).

Grit-shaka. Let's say, Jim never managed to get to Bular in Young Atlas, so he never realizes the true importance of fear. Sure thing, Grit-shaka caused some complications, but those were more or less minor. Jim decides to use Grit-shaka in battles occasionally. Unfortunately for him, it seems like a great decision at first as he gets several victories (against goblins and several changelings). However, as Grit-shaka is a Gumm-Gumm object, it's actually harmful, not only taking away Jim's fears but slowly eroding his moral brakes, so eventually Jim reaches the point where anyone getting hurt doesn't even matter. That's where Toby and even Draal start to realize the extent of the damage done (Blinky is against Grit-shaka from the very start but no one is listening). However, it's already too late because Jim gets too addicted to Grit-shaka and cannot function without it at all. Grit-shaka also gives him some horrible ideas, culminating in him freeing Gunmar and letting him take over the Trollmarket (and get the power up after absorbing the Heartstone energy) so that Jim can fight Gunmar in his prime. It ends as bad as you can imagine.

Decimaar mind control. So, the trip to the Darklands leaves Jim with an unexpected 'baggage' - it turns out that Gunmar's attempt to mind control him wasn't a total failure. Neither it is a full success, yet Jim has short blackouts sometimes when he cannot remember his actions. It turns out that Gunmar has managed to instill his will upon Jim's soul, basically creating a separate personality who is loyal to Gunmar. Jim isn't aware of it for a long time (he chalks everything to stress and overexhaustion). Meanwhile, his other personality keeps spying for Gunmar and helping him in the incoming takeover of the Trollmarket. When Jim comes to Gunmar for the first time, Gunmar initially wants to make him his puppet, but seeing the second personality who is loyal to him, makes him amused, so he decides to nurture that one instead, strengthening it during each visit. Jim's friends realize that something is very wrong when Jim isn't able to remember some of his actions or conversations they had. However, everyone thinks that it can be an infiltration from a polymorph like Otto. So, the team designs a special code to be able to tell apart the real Jim from the fake. The problem is that Jim's second personality knows code as well, so it's pointless. Eventually, Gunmar takes over the Trollmarket and erases Jim's initial personality, keeping him by his side as his loyal champion.

Aspectus Stone and Hunter Jim. This one isn't much of the villain one, but still nasty for Jim. So, Jim manages to send all of his copies back, and at first, everything is back to normal. However, Jim isn't aware that the experience was damaging to his psyche and now his soul is imbalanced. He turns more mission-focused, gradually losing his other interests. It's pretty minor at first so his team easily chalks it to Jim feeling guilty because of Gunmar's escape. He starts to skip school, refuses fun activities, and is rarely at home at night. Blinky tries to talk to him about it, but Jim just waves him off. Toby starts to panic when Jim stops cooking, and Claire notices how cold Jim becomes towards her and basically everyone else. She encounters him and asks if he is Hunter Jim (as she is the only one who has met that one), but Jim tells her he is the only Jim. That's when everyone realizes that something is really off, but it's too late. Jim cuts ties with everyone and goes alone to fight Gunmar, only to be defeated and fall under his mind control.

Gravesand. So, in this scenario, Blinky doesn't stop Jim's training with gravesand in time, so it causes some permanent damage, leaving Jim with some troll traits and a feral mind. Moreover, Jim gets addicted to the gravesand, stealing it from Strickler (who has already realized his mistake and tries his best to keep it away from Jim). The gravesand makes Jim attack everyone as he gets highly aggressive. He doesn't even remember his role as the protector anymore, simply enjoying battles and carnage. He ends up killing several Gumm-gumms and good trolls and for him, it's no different. Gunmar finds him in this state and finds it amusing, so he decides to keep Jim as his feral pet and force him to fight his enemies.

Merlin taking 'his champion' thing too far. Another not-that-much villain scenario, but well... So in this one, Jim's friends and family never reach him at the rooftop, and Merlin is the one who finds him there. It is the moment of ultimate vulnerability for Jim, and instead of support, he gets the manipulator. Jim confesses that it's too much for him to realize what exactly he has lost (😢) and Merlin proposes the solution - which is basically wiping out all Jim's memories except ones concerning his mission. When everyone reaches Jim, it's already too late, and the irreversible damage is done. In his state Jim has no trouble defeating Gunmar, however, it turns out that he's highly vulnerable to Morgana's manipulations and she makes him change sides, convincing him that she is the one who tries to build the perfect world for trolls (and in Jim's mind, he is the champion of the trollkind, meaning that he has to protect them first). Morgana makes Jim her new champion and uses him to hunt her opponents.

Obsidian shard's corruption. This one is post-Wizards. It turns out that while Claire managed to turn Jim human, the evil influence residue remained. It's unnoticeable at first, with Jim simply being easily annoyed, which everyone explains as a consequence of his transformations and losing the amulet. However, Jim is haunted by his memories of Camelot times and the abuse trolls faced there. Those ignite some rage inside his soul and it takes a while until Jim can calm down (which gradually becomes more and more difficult). He also starts to feel some odd repulsion towards humans. Barbara and Toby suffer from it the most (Claire and Douxie are fine because they are wizards, and Jim doesn't treat them differently). It ends up with the Arcane Order contacting Jim and convincing him to join their side and build a better world for magical beings.

#tales of arcadia #toa #what if scenario #bad end scenarios #evil scenarios #i divide this post as it's too long already #will reblog with second half #evil jim #jim lake jr.#text post #ask box #imaclotpole121

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ell-arts · 10 months

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Got any fun facts about The Veil? Non-spoilery ofc :)

Ooooo 🤔

The Veil takes place 1 year after the events of New Girl In Town.

During that year, the Pac gang has gone through highs and lows, like team bonding, training together, enduring long nights of ghost-fighting, and even going through tragedy.

Elliptica, being the most recent addition to the team, sometimes feels a bit insecure about her inexperience with ghost-fighting. Aside from the matter of fighting fundamentally against her uncle, she's aware that she needs to catch up in skills and training to be on par with the trio's 2 years of experience, and so she often seeks to prove herself.

Pac got a growth spurt in the year before The Veil starts. He is now the same height as Elliptica, officially making Cylindria the shortest member of the team, which is a bit of a running gag in the story, something which Cyli takes great annoyance at lol.

Spiral turned 18 prior to The Veil, making him the first 'legal' member of the team while Pac, Cyli, and Elli are all still 17. Spiral still has his carefree and upbeat attitude, but like the others, he's grown more mature and is now settling into the role of a protective big brother for everyone. While nobody has made him feel any less valued, he does feel a little bit of pressure for being the oldest and needing to start acting like an adult.

In their free time, the Pac gang take whatever chances they can get to spend some time together. Their favourite activities include playing video games together, going to the movies/mall, studying together, and board-game night. (They get quite competitive after a few rounds of Uno...)

In the same breath, Sir C and Spheria will occasionally join them, in which the lab is the perfect place for board-game night. (THEN you don't wanna see them all going at each other in Uno...)

The Netherworld has its own version of board games and card games, which Blinky claims is much more fun because, in his words, "What could be more fun than using real bones and real weapons in a game of Cluedo? >:D"

The Ghost Gang's ages are tweaked a bit. Instead of assuming they're the same age as Pac, I gave them ages from rough guesses based on their personalities, skill sets, and maturity. Blinky is 18, Inky is 16, Pinky is 14, and Clyde is 19. These exact ages are subject to change.

The Veil follows the headcanon that ghosts cannot age anymore due to being technically dead. A ghost will permanently stay the mental age they died as. More info on this headcanon can be found at the bottom of this post.

Additionally, Betrayus' age is roughly 33 in this fic.

The city of Pacopolis has made incredible strides in building itself back up after the war, with notable advancements in technology and improved architecture. On the other hand, on the outskirts of the city, there are several landmarks and stretches of land that bear the slow-healing scars of the war. Things, like tarnished land, charred forests, old war bunkers, and abandoned warehouses, are all but a few remaining reminders of the war, now long overgrown with foliage. Some of these areas are given government protection as heritage sites, some are slotted up for renovation, and some are simply left abandoned. One of these sites will be introduced in upcoming chapters :)

The Veil's main antagonist is Betrayus, with Apex being a secondary antagonist whom our heroes will always keep at the back of their minds as a foe that could attack unpredictably. But there is a third foe on the way...

#ask #pmatga #pacman and the ghostly adventures #pacster #cylindria #spiral #elliptica #betrayus #The Veil #pmatga headcanon #The Veil headcanon #pmatga fanfic

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wackytheorist · 2 months

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!!Revamped!!

Wait I haven't made an intro post for this blog???? :O

Its 2 am in the morning, I have something to do tomorrow but my brain wants me to remake this intro post; hopefully this goes better than last time.

Ello! You can call me Wacky(or violet, my online nickname idm).

-I'm an adult who might reblog suggestive content(I don't think I ever rebloged any straight up nsfw though and don't plan on it) . However I do like to keep this blog mostly sfw.

-I post a lot of qsmp stuff atm.

-She/her but Idm they/he pronouns aswell! I'm also aro-ace!!

-To anyone taking their time to read this, thanks for taking your time!

Some stamps/blinkies I like bellow!

Credits : Egg + Juanaflippa blinkie: @.etoilesbienne , BBYD duo gifs by myself, Fate on quesadilla island by @.pommepom and bad changing [email protected]

This is my main blog but however its a mess! So I tried to create a tag system:

#conspiracy on quesadilla island -> My qsmp theories! This is what happens when you give me too much free will

#wacky's celbit arc -> Cannibalism on the qsmp tag real!!!!! I eat fed workers here.

#wacky tries to art -> Uhm you didn't see anything. I post my horrid art here...

#asks -> Questions!

#q!character bingo -> Give me characters in my mail and I try to strike bingo with a chart.

#ask game / #tag game -> Just me trying something new, I always find a new game so don't expect one single thing in this tag.

Events: @the-qsmp-group-bloodbath(ongoing), @qsmpblrawards(finished) and I'm in the progress of making......... something cough cough @.qsmp-weekly-quests cough cough you didn't here that

Have a nice day :)

#intro post #conspiracy on quesadilla island #wacky's celbit arc #wacky tries to art #q!character bingo

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navysealt4t · 1 year

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OFFICIAL #1 JAY UNDERSTANDER!!!!

welcome to my blog! <3

pfp by @/bat-lunn and banner by @/canyourlawnmowerdothis (go check em out <3 amazing art)

i'm blue but i have a variety of names for u to choose from (hestia, elle, jazzy, artemis, bee, abby)! my interests change very rapidly lmao but i am primarily obsessed with jrwi, tloz, and pjo! dont be surprised to see other stuff tho :)

i use he/she/it + all neos (no they/them!)! my favs probably he/him, she/her, sol/sun, and ey/em!! i like em all tho! PRONOUN PAGE!

i'm a minor! and also an arospec bigender lesbian :)

EXCLUSIONISTS FUCK OFF. we support mspec gays and lesbians here.

@sageoflightning - my loz/botw/totk blog!

@hyacinthstims - my stimboard blog!

@to-be-enchanted - my mental health blog (pls only mutuals follow)!

i'm a fanfic writer! my ao3 is navysealt4t and i post most of my writing there!! feel free to drop by and leave a comment! they make my day :)

sometimes i open fanfic requests! i usually just reblog and ask game or prompt list and tell ppl to go wild lol. though, warning, there is a less than 50% chance ill end up writing the prompt u send </3 my motivation and energy is so unpredictable so lots of the time im just not feeling it, and the other half i forget the prompt even exists!

another note, im terrible terrible at responding to dms :P i much prefer to chat through asks or just posts. im not totally opposed to dms but they do give me a bit of anxiety and then i tend to pretend they dont exist.

INTERESTS: writing, jrwi, tloz, hunchback of notre dame (movie and musical), choir, musical theatre, ukulele, video games, unpacking (game), drawing, baking/cooking, cats, etc :] PLEASEEE send asks about this stuff if u want :D literally send me asks about random ass things i love asks :3

my discord is @/beelue if u ever wanna chat!! (close mutuals/close friends can ask for my instagram :3)

tagging system! (i barely ever use this :()

#some blue thoughts - my general tag for my original posts!

#blue's headphones - music!! whether its my choir music or music im obsessing over or music i relate to a character :)

#blue's writing - where all my fanfics n writing go!!

#blue's theatre - all my theatre stuff!! this wont have much traction anymore since my show ended recently (:((() but yeah!!

#blue's faves AND #blue's saves - stuff i wanna save for later or stuff that is REALLY COOL

#and the universe said i love you - positivity tag!! scroll through if ur having a bad day <3

#bumbling thoughts - posts about characters!! can be in depth analysis' or just silly 2 sentence headcanons :)

thats about it for now!

NOW THE BLINKIES

#some blue thoughts #blue's headphones #blue's writing #blue's theatre #blue's faves #blue's saves #and the universe said i love you #bumbling thoughts #also for dni. i will just block u if i dont like u lol #also some mutuals i have specific tags for <3 #i didnt include generic crap like asks and anon and vent lol #my art

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charrators · 7 months

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thinking abt. au where the choir become like conduits of the eldritch horrors from hatchetfield

ocean: nibbly. nibbly specifically chooses people who are “hungry” — hungry for power, success, anything. ocean is definitely hungry for power and success. (that is also the kind of person that nibbly eats, so he is using all of its willpower to not just. fucking Eat Her)

noel: tinky. “i was born in the wrong town — the wrong country, the wrong era!” tinky’s title is the bastard of time and space, and in his debut episode, he allows a character to time travel (and also irrevocably fuck up his own life). he could definitely send noel to Post War France.

mischa: blinky. blinky is a character that likes making people angry, by provoking them and by reminding them of their own shortcomings, the bad things they’ve been subjected to, to the point where they become violent. mischa is the angriest boy in town, and though he doesn’t act like it in the show, blinky could push him into doing something terrible. and he’d enjoy watching every minute of it.

ricky: pokey. pokey is associated with outer space frequently, what with coming down to earth on a meteor. he also spreads “world peace” — by taking people’s free will and assimilating them into a hivemind, where people sing and dance forever. no war, no conflict, just music.

jane/penny: webby. webby is basically the only one of these characters who isn’t evil, so, like jane, she’s an outlier. while her brothers are associated with neon colors, webby is only associated with white, the absence of color. a blank slate, like jane.

constance: wiggly. wiggly’s whole thing is distorting people’s perceptions of what they want. three major characters see him as their ticket to leave hatchetfield (like how constance grew to dislike uranium), and in the song where people are fighting over the doll, the chorus says “you never should settle for the lifetime that is handed to you.” basically a wiggly-corrupted constance Got Worse when it came to dissatisfaction with her life

#my post #ride the cyclone #hatchetfield

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witchesoz · 1 year

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The Nome King: Ozma of Oz

Many people think of the Wicked Witch of the West as the iconic villain of the Oz franchise. Except that... in the books, she is not. She is merely the villain of the first book of the series, and there are many others that are as important as her: of course the other witches of Oz (Wicked Witch of the East, Mombi, Wicked Witch of the South, Blinkie), but also the Yoop couple, Ugu the Shoemaker, the Su-Dic and Coo-ee-oh... However the most major of those villains was without a doubt the recurring enemy of Oz: the Nome King, the true "big bad" of the Oz novel franchise.

The Nome King's first apparition is in the novel "Ozma of Oz", the third book of the series. After two entire novels set in Oz, Baum wanted to explore a bit outside the country, and so introduced to us Ev, a country beyond the Deadly Desert. (In this precise book, Ev is located beyond the Munchkin part of the Desert).

Dorothy is the first to arrive in Ev and to hear about its relationship with the Nome King: indeed the previous king of Ev, named Evoldo, was a cruel and wicked man. In a fit of anger, he sold his wife and his ten children to the Nome King as slaves. However he later regretted this action - but the Nome King would not set the family free, a deal being deal, and the king killed himself by jumping in the sea and drowning. Thus the country was left with no ruler and in a state of chaos (of which the Wheelers and Princess Langwidere are but two symptoms). Later, Ozma and the Oz army arrives to Ev but they recount a different story: indeed, Ozma heard that the wicked Nome King had enslaved the royal family, with no mention of King Evoldo, and so had decided to save the kingdom of Ev from the Nome King's threat.

As it turns out, Dorothy's version is the correct one - in fact, the local inhabitants of Ev claim that there is nothing wrong or wicked in the Nome King's behavior, Tik-Tok even calling him "honest and good natured". Langwidere even reveals that the Nome King made a bargain with Evoldo - offering him a long life in exchange of his family. Ozma still decides to go ask the Nome King to release the royal family, mentionning that Evoldo did not had a long life since he killed himself - making the bargain null and void - and that anyway, keeping slaves is wrong and something Oz stands against. (It is true that both wicked witches were renowned for "enslaving" their people, and Mombi also had kept Tip as a sort of slave, so there's a solid ground for this). [And yes this is also a strong political message for the United-States at this time]

However, it is also mentionned that the Nome King is a "powerful" ruler and that no one in Ev would dare go against him, because they know he is much too strong - Ozma's attempt is seen as a folly.

The palace

The Nome King's underground palace is actually located in, or rather under, the Ev territory - hence why the Nome King has a strong connection to Ev. North-end of Ev, there is a valley between two great mountains - a valley closed up by a third, enormous mountain. The King's palace is under this third mountain. The entrance of the palace (which can only be opened in the rocks by the Nome King's magic) is kept by the Iron Giant, a mechanical construct that pounds the way to the mountain with a hammer, with the regularity of a clock. In fact, it is a clockwork machine, built by Smith and Tinker (the makers of Tik-Tok) per request/command of the Nome King (we do not know how or when they did it, but they built the Iron Giant for the King - he is the one who owns the key that controls the mechanism). And once the Iron Giant was passed (if you did not get crushed by his hammer) you have to get the Nome King to open the door - not by commanding, since he won't obey any of the "surface-dwellers", and not by request, but by pleading. Because the Nome King loves begging.

The palace is a splendid thing, lighted by lamps and decorated with numerous jewels in the walls. The throne room of the Nome King is a domed cavern, with at the center a rugged throne carved out of a boulder, and despite its rough appearance covered in emeralds, rubies and diamonds.

The palace in itself seems to have no door - all the entries and exits are shaped or created by the Nome King's magic. However it has balconies - from which the Nome King can admire the "Underground World" over which he rules.

The throne room is said to be filled with beautiful and wealthy furniture, but it is nothing compared to the Nome King's personal collection. It is located in a set of rooms adjacent to the throne room, great arched halls made of several types of marble, with thick velvet carpets and heavy silken draperies, and furniture made of rare old wood "richly carved", covered in delicate satins. This part of the palace is lighted by a "mysterious rosy glow" that comes from nowhere in particular but makes "each apartment" soft and pleasing. And this is where the King keeps his huge collection of ornaments: on the shelves and brackets, on the tables and mantels, all sorts of vase, figures of men and animals, graven platters and bowls, mosaics, pictures, made of gems, of metal, of glass, of china, of stone or of marble. It is said to look like a museum collecting all sorts of "rare, curious and costly objects".

The Nomes

It should be pointed out that the Nomes and the Nome King are pretty famous - not just in Ev, where apparently everyone knows them, but also in Oz, because Ozma knew everything (or almost) about them.

The Nomes are said to be " sprites" or "rock-fairies", living in the "Underground World". They are "queerly shaped" but "powerful". The Nomes spend their time working in furnaces and forges for their king, making gold, silver, metals, diamonds, rubies and emeralds. They then hide these riches under the ground, in the rocks and in other underground places difficult to reach - indeed all those materials are considered treasures of the king and should not be touched by anyone else. In fact, this is why the Nome King is not "fond" of those living on the surface on the earth - he believes them to "steal" his treasures, and thus refuses to appear at the surface of the Earth. If you want something from him, you'll need to go to him.

The Nomes usually do not harm humans unless their king orders them to, but they visibly like to mock humans - some are at the door of the mountain, laughing at the Ozites envoyee as they fail to open the entrance. These nomes at the door are described as moving shadows at the surface of the rock, clinging to it like flies to a window, strange forms gliding "up and down the cliff" in an irregular and confusing way, never still, the color of the rock and with shapes "rough and rugged" as if they were pieces of the mountain coming out of the surface, and with a "weird and disheartening" laugh.

Later, the Nome King shows to Ozma more of his kingdom, to prove to her that she will not be able to best him or conquer him. From the balcony of his palace, you can see the "Underground World", which is an extremly vast cavern (miles and miles under the mountain), filled with forges and furnaces where the Nomes work constantly to create and shape metals and jewels. The walls of the cave are covered in thousands of doors made of silver and gold - and when the Nome King "utters a shrill whistle", the gold and silver doors open to reveal the Nome army, so big that just a fragment of it fills the already enormous cave . Like all the other Nomes in the cavern, they are described as "squat, fat and the color of the rock" - and their army outfit consist of a polished steel armor, inlaid with gems, sharp spears and swords and battle-axes of bronze as weapons, and more surprisingly, "electric lights" on their brows (yes, the Nomes apparently mastered electricity). The army is noted to be highly trained soldiers, perfectly organized and undyingly loyal to their king. In fact, the Nome King explains that a reason why the surface-rulers never attacked him is because his army is too powerful to oppose.

The Nome food is based on the earth - for example their coffee is made out of clay (apparently they take the clay, richly flavored, they brown it in their furnaces, then ground it fine, before turning it into a beverage. They also have cakes, though it is unknown with what they are made. Interestingly, the Nome food is edible by humans - Dorothy quite enjoys the clay coffee and Nome cakes, and does not suffer any side-effect or illness.

The Nomes need to sleep, even if there is no day or night in their kingdom - in fact, they still keep track of time (the King knowing that it is nearly midnight, despite there being no sun underground).

You can note that no female Nome is ever seen.

There is only one other individual Nome we meet outside of the King, and it is the Chief Steward of the Nome King. He is said to look like all the other Nomes, the only difference being that he wears a "heavy gold chain" around his neck and has an "air of much importance". The Steward acts as a counterpart to the King - he seems to be his personal servant (bringing him food) and advisor (giving him counsel). He is the one who reminds the King to be tempered (for example reminding him to not eat too much cake, else he will be ill), and does notfear to openly question or criticize the decisions of his king when they seem too foolish - he does not fear the King's wrath, because he "likes to say the truth". To the point that he directly says that he would make a better and wiser king - to Roquat's face!

The Nome King

The Nome King's name is here said to be Roquat of the Rocks.

He is the ruler of the "Ungergroudn World", which means he gives order, commands and owns the rocks and everything under the Earth. Or at least he says so. Later, Baum hshows us numerous other underground realms and kingdoms that visibly do not belong or obey in any way the Nome King. And him claiming all riches of the Earth belongs to him might simply be a lie part of his greed - though visibly the Nomes do produce all gems and metals of Earth.

The Nome King physical appearance is the one of a man both small and fat, with a skin the color of "rock" (a gray-brown color according to the narration). is bushy hair and flowing beard are of the same color, and so are his garnments. When he first appears, he is described as kind and good-humored, with merry eyes, a jolly face, a pleasant voice and a belly "shaking like jelly" when he laughs. In fact, Dorothy says that the Nome King looks like "Santa Claus", only with the color wrongs. We know that the skin color of the Nome King can change with his emotions - his face grows red with laughing too much and with rage ; and later white with fear. The Nome King has an habit of smoking a pipe, which he usually lits with red-hot coals he keeps in his pocket.

The Nome King first appears as a kind, gentle, understanding entity. He welcomes the Ozite envoyees, he laughs and jokes with them, he listens to their request and he proves them that he owned slaves fair and square - he did gave Evoldo a long life, but the king chose to waste it away with suicide. The King goes as far as to offer the Ozites to free the slaves themselves - but here comes another part of his behavior. His love for games and fun. The saving of the Ev royal family is a dangerous game of guessing.

You see, the Nome King says that he does not want to be cruel towards his slave. So, to keep them and use them without being cruel, he turns them into ornaments and trinkets to add to his "bric-a-brac" collection. The Nome King is obsessed with his ornaments collection. He offers the Ozite a guessing game - if they cannot guess which objects are the transformed Ev royal family, then they lose and turn into ornaments themselves. But if they guess right, they can leave with whoever they found, returned to their normal shape.

It is not a fair game however, because the King is greedy and does not want his precious ornaments or slaves taken away. In fact, he hopes that all the Ozites will be turned into ornaments themselves. The Steward wonders, if this was his intention, why did he not just turned them all at once into trinkets, to be done with it. To which the King answers that he wants to be amused and have fun - and indeed, every time an Ozite fails he bursts out laughing.

Because, as you realized by now, his jolly appearance as mostly a facade, a trick. Deep down, the Nome King is not kind at all. In fact, when Billina saves all the Ozites and Ev prisoners of the King, he is so enraged his face becomes frightening, distorted by rage until it becomes nightmarish. [He also shouts some Nome insults/swear words, which by rank of importance are: Rocketty-rickets! / Smudge and blazes! / Hippikaloric!] Hopping up and down like a mad jumping jack, he promises to punish the Ozites by throwing them in his dungeons, "where volcanic fires glow and molten lava flows, and the air is hot enough to burn people's flesh". He even plays around the terms of his agreements: yes, he did promise the Ozites they could leave his palace. He said nothing about them leaving his dominions.

The magic belt

It is mentionned, when the Nome King appears, that he does not wear a crown but rather a belt - broad and jewel-studded. It opens and closes in the back. At first it is implied to merely be the Nomes' equivalent of a crown, a symbol of royalty.

However it is later revealed that this belt is "the magic belt" and the source of the Nome King's magical powers. Without it, the King is as weak and powerless as a regular Nome, and whoever wears the belt inherits of all its powers. They include:

# Transformation: It is thanks to the Belt that the Nome King could transform his slaves into ornaments. He also threatens to turn his victims into scorpions. And later Dorothy uses to belt to undo the King's transformations, and turn other Nomes into eggs.

# Passageways: The Nome King (and later Dorothy) use the belt to open and close doors in the rock of the mountain/palace.

# Protection: The Lion tries to attack the Nome King, but he cannot get close to him - every time he jumps, he doesn't move forward, stays on the same spot. The same way, the Nome King mentions he can enchant the jaws of the wild animals to prevent them from biting. The Belt also stops the Iron Giant to let the Ozites pass underneath.

The belt, despite its grand abilities, has limits. Though in future books these limits would be forgotten, retconned or reinvented - as the magic belt itself would become all-too forgotten or on the contrary a deus ex machina.

The book presents us two limitations of the belt:

# The transformations of the belt are limited. While the Nome King is the one that causes the transformations, he does not seem responsible for the specific details of them - ending up surprised at the shape of the ornaments. It is also quite interesting to see that for most of the novel the belt is on an "automatic" mode to so speak - the transformations or un-transformations into ornaments are done without the Nome King doing anything. He set the rules of the game, and the belt goes by it. In fact, when the Nome King wants to turn the ozites into a specific creature (scorpios) he needs to wave his hands and pronounce magic words.

The transformations are also bound by thematic rule: for example, the royal family of Ev are turned into purple-colored ornaments, while the Ozites are turned into emerald-colored objects. It is unknown if this was done on purpose by the Nome King or is something he could not control.

# The magic belt cannot work on wood. This is something that is a small plot point in this novel but is then forgotten in later works. The Nome King for example cannot put any spell or enchantment over the Sawhorse because it is made entirely of wood.

# The belt only works in "fairy countries". This is explained by Glinda at the end of the novel: the Magic Belt (and presumably all other magic items) only have powers when in a "fairy country", such as Oz or Ev. But it would lose all powers in a non-fairy country, such as Australia or the United-States. Or more precisely... You see, Dorothy wants to tie the belt around her waist to go back to Australia, but Glinda mentions that such an action would cause the belt to be lost forever - since it would not be on Dorothy anymore when she arrives to Australia. It would disappear "like the silver shoes" did when Dorothy returned to Kansas, and be lost forever, "the magic destroyed".

The eggs

The Nomes in this novel have only one weakness (outside of the magic belt). Eggs.

Nomes are terrified of eggs - their sight is enough to plunge the perfectly organized Nome army into a frenzied chaos. According to the Nome King, it is because "eggs belong only to the outside world, to the world on the earth's surface". As a result, in the Underground World, eggs are considered poison, and is the only (or at least one of the only) things the Nomes fear.

However, the exact rationality and truth behind this fear has been questionned. Indeed, the Nomes do not know anything about eggs - for example they didn't know that chicken could lay eggs. And, despite being thrown two eggs in the face, the Nome King does not die or is not poisoned, he merely screams around and is scared for his life - afterward you could say maybe the eggs are poison to ingest, just like in the movie adaptation, but at least we know they are not toxic to the touch, or "contact poisons".

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The magic belt is, as I explained above, one of the big... disension points in the Oz fandom. The magic belt is really badly handled by Baum - not only by removing its limitations did it became a deus ex machina solving all the problems of Oz, but on top of that Baum forgot it existed half of the time resulting in the reader asking why in such dire situations would Ozma not use this deus ex machina? As for the Nome King's behavior you actually have a perfect example of how fairies and the "fair folk" used to be perceived in the old days, before the Victorian times. Making deals, manipulating words and terms in bargains to scam and trick people. Greedy, obsessive and selfish. With a wild, mercurial temper. Great magical powers for a great rage and a great ego. Many interpreted the Nome King as an embodiment of extreme and tyranical capitalism - a greedy power trying to own everything, forcing its people to work day and night, obsessed with rocks, metals, gems and other materials, relying on bargains and making slaves... The fact the Nomes are terrified of eggs is also strongly symbolic. Egg is a life, the life of flesh and blood, not of the rock and metal such as the Nomes, and egg is also a distinctively female and motherly symbol - opposing an all-male Nome universe.

#what we know of oz #the nome king #nomes #land of oz #magic belt #land of ev #ozma of oz

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Ibuprofen: House of 1000 Corpses AU ch. 4

Title: Ibuprofen

Summary: The Firefly's have an open mic night! Manon goes to the store for the second time. Blinky belongs to @immortal-velociraptor, Selena belongs to @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better.

Warnings: oral sex, drinking. NSFW at the end.

Wordcount: 4466

Dividers by firefly-graphics

Maybe this is too soon after the other one, but I have free time and energy now, and this was SO much fun to write, so I hope you enjoy! <3

Even with another extra person in the home, the days did not get that much more chaotic. Selena was her name. She was quiet around me for the most part, but Baby took quite a liking to her. She probably thought it was nice having another girl around, a girl who was much more keen to doing the things Baby liked doing. Most nights, I’d try sleeping in Blinky’s room, but either someone woke me to make room for Selena, which I gladly gave up, or someone woke me in search of Blinky. Then I’d gather my book and button my nightgown all the way up and sneak back to Otis’ room. He never seemed to mind, if he even noticed. As the wheel of the seasons turned, so did my menstrual cycle and once again reached that point of cramping and pain and migraines that would last a good week or two. With that pain, came the need to relieve it through the only pleasure that would relax the those muscles – but after the embarrassing failure that was last time, I didn’t dare try again.

Small things happened every day; the communal spaces weren’t scary anymore, sometimes we watched a movie in the living room, and I’d sit and read a book from back home with Blinky cuddled up to my side in the lazy chair, I got a little better at doing eyeliner, Blinky got into knitting and knitted me a pair of the comfiest socks I ever wore, and sometimes Tiny helped prepare dinner (he moved slowly and carefully, but his hands were big and he could easily hold the big sweet potatoes for peeling).

Most of the family was there for lunch, including Blinky, Selena, Baby, Otis and RJ. More crowded than usual.

“What’re you all up to today?” asked Baby, as she moved through the kitchen as though she was dancing. Her new bond with Selena cheered her up quite a bit. I gathered the plates and put them in the sink.

Selena just pointed to Blinky to signal that they’d spend the day together, and Blinky cheered.

“Well, that car out back ain’t gonna fix itself,” said RJ. “I’ll be in and out all day. If I manage to get it done, I’ll sell it tomorrow.”

“I’m headin’ down to the store,” answered Otis, putting away the Nutella and his mug. He passed by me as he did and poked me a little too harshly in the side. “You comin’ with, Doe Eyes?”

It felt as though everyone’s eyes were on me, as I rubbed my pained side, eyes shifting from his to Blinky’s as though to ask for silent approval. They beamed at me.

“Sure, why not?”

As I got ready to go out the door in front of Baby’s vanity, I mentally took note of all the chores that would be postponed until tomorrow. I did redid my hair into two braids, as the one I was wearing was pulling uncomfortably after I sat on it earlier. It felt like a real outing, an exciting, fun trip. I could do myself up a little, so I reapplied the darkest red I have, now reduced to a bit more than a stump – perhaps I could ask to stop at a place that sells make-up – and put in the small burgundy earrings. More important than lipstick, would be painkillers, actually, as another cramp made me lose my breath momentarily.

“You finally done, woman?” asked Otis from the doorway. Briskly I stood up, smoothed over my blouse and walked past him.

“Yes, sir,” I said, with only a hint of sarcasm, and grabbed my bag.

“Watch your tone.” The danger was clear in his voice.

The truck shook from the force with which I shut the door after the first time wasn’t hard enough. The cabin felt small with both of us in it. When Otis turned the key in the ignition, the usual hard rock music blared from the speakers.

“Can I put a cd in?” I asked, already rummaging in my bag to show him. “Since I got my stuff back, I have my cd’s too.”

Instead of a verbal answer, he gestured for me to put it in, and I did, turning the volume down a couple notches as I did. The familiar sounds filled the car. It wasn’t that I disliked their usual music choices, but the comfort of knowing a song so well was just different.

“We must’ve listened to this one dozens of times,” I said, almost more to myself, smiling ever so slightly, as I drummed along on my thighs. “It was Samantha’s favourite song of the album.”

The trees passed by in a blur as I lost myself in my thoughts. It was warm inside the truck, and sitting with one leg propped up helped dampen the cramps.

As the car came to an abrupt stop, I regained my senses again.

“Had a nice little daydream there, missy?” asked Otis, gently tugging my braid before climbing out of the vehicle. It was quiet at the store, thankfully.

“Hey Otis,” I started as we walked through the brightly lit vegetable aisle, “can we stop by an apothecary after this?”

“A pharmacy? Sure.”

“Thanks,” I said. We wandered through the aisles, despite my marvel at the size and diversity of brands and choices of the American supermarket, I didn’t dare wander off too much for fear of him thinking I was running. When would he stop being suspicious? Perhaps when I make my first kill, like Blinky did, not too long ago. My lip curled up in dread. Thankfully, there were many kinds of peanut butter to distract me from the heavy thoughts. Plus, it wasn’t true. Blinky was trusted and respected for longer than I had been with them.

Eventually we rounded the corner of the alcoholic drinks aisle.

“You like wine?” Otis asked, holding a bottle of red in his hand.

“Sometimes,” and I looked over the labels. “You seem more like a beer guy. Or whiskey, something very smoky.”

He chuckled. “Got me all figured out, huh? Take your pick.”

I crouched down to look at the lower bottles. “You can move on if you’re in a hurry.”

“Can’t do that, missy.”

I shrugged. “Suit yourself.” And I took my sweet time settling on a bottle of merlot.

Otis let me roam the pharmacy more independently. It was a much smaller store, with squeaky white tile floor. There was make-up too, so I took a very similar dark red lipstick to the one I had. There was spare money in my bag that they didn’t take, and Otis gave some money, so I could afford the lipstick as a little treat.

All the names of the drugs and painkillers were different and confusing, so I went up to the cashier to check with him. The guy was a little younger than me, mid-twenties, his name tag said ‘Simon’, and he had the cute longer hair that the guys in bands had these days. He was kind and throughout with his explanations about what each kind of medication did and their side-effects.

“You must be quite trained to know all this,” I said, sliding my final choice of items over the counter.

“Ah, not really. It’s my job, you know,” he said, shuffling his feet. “Are you staying in the States long?”

“Ah, don’t know yet,” I said, trying to make it sound natural. “We’re just traveling, and I’m staying with some friends, just seeing where life leads me.”

He threw a pack of mints in the paper bag he bagged the rest of the stuff in, with a wink. “Consider it a traveling gift.” And proceeded to name the total, which I paid with a combination of mine and Otis’ money.

Then we were back in the warm, stuffy car. The bags crinkled as I set them down by my feet. Otis sighed before he started the car, and turned off the music. Not his taste, probably. That’s fine. He was too quiet again, an unpleasant feeling.

“That guy was flirting with you,” he said, as he turned onto a bigger road.

“Yeah,” I said, chuckling, “he gave me mints. You want some?”

“No,” came his gruff reply. I uncapped the bottle of water, took a sip, and pried open the package of ibuprofen one handed. Threw back one of those, followed by, what the clerk explained, was the American equivalent of paracetamol. He was stewing, and whatever he was thinking, I wanted no part in it.

“What you even need that for?” he spoke up again. He sounded angry again, I probably took too long in there.

“For uhh, pain. They’re painkillers.”

“For what pain?” he replied sharply, sending me a glare. However much I didn’t want to piss him off further, I also didn’t want him to know I was menstruating. The comments he’d make would only sour my mood. The feminine weakness, my mother called it, and it affected her less than it does me. Besides, it was private. It was something no one else needed to know; not him, not Blinky, not Tiny. I stole a glance at him, and he caught it, before returning his eyes back to the road, narrowed and mean. If I refused to answer, he’d still be able to guess. He lived with Baby and Mrs. Firefly, who surely had their own monthly cycles. It’s not like he’s an idiot.

“Menstruation.”

He let out a gruff, joyless laugh, “Could’ve just said so.” And then, after I took another gulp of water, he followed up, his voice a marginally more normal. “Mama has a hot water bottle you could use.”

“That sounds very nice.” And after another silence, when we saw the house in the distance. “Thanks for taking me along with you.” I managed a small smile as I grabbed the bags and went inside, leaving him to carry the bulk of the groceries to the house.

Doing the rest of the chores was a little easier. Even just knowing I had painkillers to relieve the worst edge of the pain, helped speed me along as I diced an onion for dinner. Blinky lingered in the kitchen when we were done eating and I was washing up. I was grateful for the company.

“Did you have a good day, Blink?”

They nodded, hopping onto the dining table. “We listened to music and I did Selena’s make-up. She is white like a canvas, so it was easy to give her more colour.”

“Would you like to do my make-up tomorrow? It’s been a while since we did something like that.”

“Yes! We could match,” their wide grin was infectious.

“I tried two braids today,” I said, finishing another plate, then moving on to the forks. “So I could sort of match with your two puffs.”

They nodded, swinging their legs from the edge of the table. “Did you have a good trip with Otis?”

“I think so. He was in a bit of a mood, though, but I’m sure itll be fine with time.”

“He’s just like that sometimes.” Blinky shrugged. “He’s really trying.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” If he was trying now, with these moods, I’m fearful for how bad he was before. “Did you do anything else today?”

“Music, yes! Selena can sing really well,” they said. “She knows a lot of weird religious songs, but they are very beautiful, because she is the one who sings it. I think she’s feeling a little better now. Baby likes very different music, but Selena likes those songs too, she said she wanted to learn them.”

“That’s nice. Perhaps we should have a karaoke night or something,” I mused, drying off a plate and stacking it in the cabinet.

“What a good idea! I’ll go ask them.” And away they raced.

“Mind your step!” my warning fell on deaf ears.

A few days later it was all set up: an open mic night like we used to do when I was studying in the bars that reeked of stale beer – and thanks to Otis letting me choose a bottle of wine, there would be enough alcohol to get me through it.

RJ didn’t want to join, but Mrs. Firefly made him, so he choose to go first to get it over with. Originally I had planned to go first, but I didn’t have the energy to fight him today. He sang along with a song, but he mumbled more than he sang. Mrs. Firefly clapped and cheered along all the same. Then the mood was brightened by Spaulding and Blinky, who performed a fun carnivalesque clown number. They mimed a clown car that they climbed into. Of course Blinky was a joy to watch, but Spaulding was a convincing actor too. At the end Blinky threw roses into the crowd, and we all cheered them on. Gramps did some disgusting jokes. A small break, during which I started my second glass of wine, and a cigarette outside with Baby, who was up next. She danced and sang like an old Hollywood star, to a French oldie from the black and white pictures.

Then it was my turn, and I had debated so long on what to do, the one thing left that I could do with enough confidence was recite poems in my native language. I hadn’t spoken it in two or three months, although I read in the book each night before bed. Mrs. Firefly shone a spotlight right on me, and the silence was daunting. My tongue was an useless slab in my mouth as I stood on the stage they set up, in front of the microphone. It shouldn’t be that much different from teaching in front of a class, but even that was a good while ago. I found my voice. The words felt strange in my mouth, the sounds sharper than English, yet more meaningful and melancholic than anything the English language could express. It felt like a part of me was finally coming together again. How could I have gone this long without speaking my own language? Then it was over, after four short poems, each about one of the seasons. Beforehand Baby advised me to give a translation, but I refused, and I contemplated that decision as I exited the stage via the steps on the side. A deep breath.

Then the star of the evening, siren-song Selena, the ghost in our midst. Blinky was right, she had the voice of an angel. It was almost otherworldly the notes she hit, and the harmony and peace she exuded as she performed. Surely she had been nervous beforehand, with this strange family as her audience, but she was so natural that it felt like she had done it a thousand times before. It was sad to see her leave the stage after two songs.

After her act, the structure of the night fell apart a little. It was not even eleven, so we all sat around and took turns singing or messing around on the stage. After a third wine and being encouraged by Blinky and Selena, I danced a little with Baby.

“See, you’re not that dull if you let loose a little,” she said, giggling and pulling me along with her.

Taking a breather, I went for a cigarette outside, finding Otis there. It must be nearing one in the morning at that point. It was cold, and the music was still somewhat audible through the doors.

“You look like you’re having fun,” he said, flicking on his lighter and lighting my cigarette for me. What a gentleman. He looked different in this light, his skin warmer with the glow from the lighter in between our faces.

I pat my rosy cheeks, before plucking the cigarette from my lips and exhaling deeply. “I am. Never a dull moment in this house.”

He chuckled darkly, looking me up and down, “All it takes is a little wine, hm?”

“Tonight you’re being the stiff one, they missed you.” I pressed the cigarette between my lips to extend my hands to him, waving him closer. “Come, come,” and then when he didn’t budge, but looking amused, I pinched cigarette between my fingers so I could speak better, “You’ve been part of this family since forever, no way Baby’s not dragged you along for a dance before.”

“Out here?” he asked, flicking the ashes. I shrugged, moving my shoulders to the beat. This song was one I knew, something a little older. Otis pushed himself off of the wall he was leaning on, and took my outstretched hand by the wrist. His expression was as smug as ever, but there was something else too – something I could only guess as caution in my tipsy state. With hands joined together we stretched the arms to keep each other apart, only to push them wide and ourselves closer – the way the dance goes when you dance at weddings and birthday parties. Or perhaps at the discotheque, but I wouldn’t know, I’ve never been. His breath was warm on my face and the air was foggy between us. Still never broke eye contact. As he had me by the wrists, instead of hands, when he tried a twirl, I almost lost my footing, and then the song ended.

“Let’s go inside,” I said, laughing gently. It couldn’t have been more than a minute or two that passed, as the song betrayed the passage of time. I pressed the cigarette into the ashtray that sat on the table on the porch. “It’s cold.”

That night I shared many more dances with Blinky, Baby and Selena. Selena was not only a good singer, but she danced marvellously as well, even if she was a little shy. Baby had her own talents at luring people out of their shells. I had to tear myself away from all of them, or I would want to kiss them all so desperately bad. Wine is bad and makes my cheeks warm and my insides fill with butterflies, so it was time for bed.

Brushing my teeth as I felt like I was swaying on my feet. To prevent a headache in the morning, I chugged as much water as I could manage. Otis was already in his room, he kept the light off, as I stumbled in, feeling like the least elegant creature in the world.

“You really won’t take me up on my offer?” he asked. “Not even know, it must be near unbearable for you, to hold off for so long.”

“I don’t know what you mean,” I mumbled, pushing the tights down my legs. Should have taken my nightgown with me to the bathroom, but too late now.

He was close enough that I could smell him. Always a little bit like blood somehow, or danger, perhaps it was danger, and cigarettes and body heat. He caught me by the elbow as I wobbled pulling the stretchy nylons off my feet.

“I can make you cum like you never came before in your life.”

“Ah, no, I don’t think so,” I answered, but without the good sense to put some distance between us. “No one but me can make me cum, so don’t even bother.”

He chuckled. Danger again. “No wonder you’re like this. Wanna make a bet? I can get you there in less than fifteen minutes.”

“Not even if you tried for hours.”

“Jesus, what shitty fuckin’ boyfriends did you date?” he laughed something mean. The bed was behind me, his. His side of the room, without my book on the nightstand.

“Sure, give it a try, but I’m telling you-” And he pushed me backwards on the bed, my body bouncing back from impact. He kneeled over me and had my legs on either side of him in an instant.

“Bet you moan as sweetly as you scream,” and his hands found the hem of my panties, pulling them down. “Oh, I am keeping these.” And he threw them somewhere behind him.

“Shut up,” was the only coherent thing I managed. It’s not like I was some blushing virgin, but then again, Otis hadn’t been my partner. I looked at the clock on his nightstand. “You get fifteen minutes and not a second more.”

To get it over with, I unbuttoned and unzipped my skirt, let him help it off my hips. Ah, didn’t shave. It didn’t faze him. Reached up to help him out of his shirt, which was met with worst of his smugness. Then I unbuttoned a couple buttons of my blouse, but held up my finger.

“Don’t kiss me. I mean it.”

“Princess,” he leaned down until I could almost taste the cigarettes on his lips, “you’re full of surprises tonight.”

“Shut up.”

Laughing he leaned up and undid the rest of my blouse, pushing it open with his annoying smug smirk. Traced his finger over the black lace of my bra. I shuddered from the sensation, which only encouraged him.

“I’ve had plenty like you, those stiff, prim and proper woman, who always think they’re too good for me, and then when they’re on their back they’re begging for more like common whores.” As he spoke, he inched down my body, pressing kisses as he went, breast to stomach to just under the belly button, to- I inhaled sharply. He bit down on the sensitive skin at the innermost thigh.

“Otis, what are you-” I sounded alarmed. I thought he’d just fuck me, not do-

He sucked it until the sting faded. He chuckled, the sound of it vibrating through my spine. “Never had anyone eat you out before, darlin’?”

“No, no, not like that, you know I’m bleeding, you’re not supposed-”

“Supposed to what?” he asked, before licking a wide stripe over my vulva, the enjoyment clear in his voice. “Do this?”

This was just another form of torture. I tried closing my legs, but he gripped them tight and impossibly wide before him. Had I ever felt this exposed? My face was white hot, or rather beet red, with the swirl of a million emotions.

“What’s the matter?” he teased, flicking his tongue in between the lips. “Think I can do it after all? Don’t tell me you’re backing out so soon.”

I whimpered with every little thing he did; the hot breath that warmed me sinfully, the wetness his tongue left behind that cooled down only to warm back up in a surge of different sensations. Thick fingers spread my lips apart, for his tongue to have better access without the hair getting in the way.

“I haven’t even started yet,” he chuckled, and I covered my face with my hands. He pressed a kiss to the clit, then exploring earnestly. His tongue dipped inside so deep it stretched my tightly clenched walls. He moaned, which startled me, not only for the vibrations it sent straight to my core. Was he enjoying this? That’s not- That’s not possible.

He lapped up whatever it was that he found there, then moved up to flick his tongue at the clit, panting breaths filling the air, as I tensed, untensed, tensed again on the mattress. Pleasure welled up deep inside my lower belly, like blood from a cut.

“Fuck, you taste even sweeter than I imagined,” he said. When I peeked through my fingers, I found his intense amber eyes staring right back at me, and I couldn’t stop the gasp that left my lips. He repeated what he did, then dipping down, before softly sucking directly on the most sensitive part of me. The spasm that followed only drove my pelvis closer to his hungry mouth, but there was no way I was in control of my body.

“Just let loose, princess, you’re so tense you’re gonna bruise yourself,” Otis mumbled, before resuming his ministrations. He sucked again, a little harder, alternating between flicking his tongue, until my gasps were full on moans. Trusting that my legs would stay open, one of his hands released my hip to move down and away. When I leaned up to look, he unbuckled his belt and pushed his underwear down. His eyes were still on me, burning and unsettling even in the dim light. Never let up what he was doing, but as he wrapped his hand around his cock, his eyes flickered shut, before he too, moaned loudly. How was this possible?

He enjoyed this. He enjoyed me. I threw my head back, moaning loudly as his he played with my clit, letting me feel his teeth, before diving down to my folds and licking them open. Wetness, whether it be mine or his, dripped onto the sheets

“Fuck, Otis,” and my hand curled into his hair, pressing my fingers into his scalp, tugging lightly. He moaned and thrust into his hand, the bed creaked. Pleasure built and built, and at the same time I was convinced it couldn’t get any higher, not any more intense, but he flicked his tongue again and again, and I barely heard my own moans over the buzzing inside my head and-

“Otis- No, no, no, no, no-”

I came, with something of a shriek. Harshly, abruptly and amazingly. Otis wrung every last drop of pleasure from my tense and tired body. When he finally stopped, he wiped his hand on the sheets, looked to the clock with a stupid shit-eating grin.

“That’s gotta be a personal record,” he said, wiping his mouth, but I couldn’t take it. I pulled the blanket over my head and curled up into a ball.

“Fuck you, Otis.” With a start, I realised I was crying. The sobs came from somewhere deep, from the diaphragm.

“Princess?”

“Just- I need to be alone,” and there was no way to stop how pathetic I sounded or how the sobs made me flinch each time I breathed. Crying after something stupid like that. How did this even happen? What a nightmare.

I heard Otis gather the pillow and blanket from the other bed and shut the door behind him. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. God. Christ. Fuck.

#house of 1000 corpses #otis driftwood #baby firefly #otis driftwood x oc #manon doe eyes driftwood #manon doe eyes firefly #firefly family

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Fuzzverse: the Cast (version 1.0)

Writing this down makes me realize that this story has way more characters then I have originally anticipated, you know? Anyway, let’s meet the cast, properly. At least I think I haven’t forgot anyone this time around.

Main Cast. Typical habitat - strike cruiser “Polaris”

Alexander Petrovich Ivanov, more commonly known as Sanya - ex-guardsman, passionate chef and sort of a main protagonist. Was dragged into a series of outrageous adventures and exploits by a Lord of Change and seems to be having a lot of fun, actually. Has a reward on his head put out by the Inquisition, to whom he is knows as Alexander the Accursed. To be fair, his Wanted posters make his life sound far spicier, than it actually is.

Lacedrace, also known as Hopespark and Crystal Sage. And like a thousand other names. Said Lord of Change and a somewhat mysterious being with layers upon layers of hidden agendas, some of which seem to be centered around Sanya. Optimistic. Ruthless. Nerd.

Bazgrog and Gromdak, a pair of Ork kommandos who stuck around for dinner and then another one, and another one, and another one... Bazgrog prefers stealth, while Gromdak is more fond of disguises, both are truly outstanding in what they are doing.

Filit and Lady - when everything in your life goes wrong, sometimes you end up attempting a very questionable psyker thing. Once in a while it ends up in you acting like a tyranid for a while and later escaping after wrestling your mind free and taking a Carnifex with you and naming it Lady. And then tagging along with some weird space criminals.

Charlotte Illvia - Imperial Scion of Knightly House Illvia, who miraculously survived the attack on her homeworld and was rescued by an Alpha Legionnaire, alongside her mother’s wrecked Knight. This started her own journey across the stars alongside, eventually ending in her, alongside her two adoptive dads, joining with Sanya and the gang.

Adder later named Nidhogg - Knight, who passed to Charlotte from her mother. Wrecked during the assault of their homeworld it was later reforged and remade into an even more imposing war machine, while retaining it’s heart and hundreds of generations of Scions inhabiting it’s Throne Mechanicum.

Alpharius more commonly known as Al, but also Alric - an Alpha Legionnaire, who was mentioned above and became first of Charlotte’s adoptive parents. Initially a member of a vaguely chaos-affiliated warband, his current persona is that of a Blackshield, coming from a destroyed chapter. Tries his best at parenting, runs a spy network and has a pet tortoise.

“Billy” less commonly known as Benedict Ignatius Lavrent - a tech-priest and sole survivor of an expedition went wrong, who became Charlotte’s second adoptive parent. Lacks much of his memory that he have not deemed crucial, while trying to survive a harsh world he got stranded on, and thus wiped from cogitators. Might also have something to do with C’toaster.

C’toaster also referred to as Blinky, Lad and Void - an eccentric shard of an eccentric Star God, who is slightly out there and is stuck in what can only be described as a toaster. A sole reason Billy’s expedition ended in shambles and slowly deteriorating beast of once formidable power. Now sleeps most of the time and trundles around biting ankles. And yet the trace of the true self exists in the false self.

Oona once upon the time also known as the Eleventh, the Fey and the Queen of Monsters - she just wanted to live happily, hunt giant monsters and do gun trick shots all day, but was forced to be a Primarch and it haven’t ended well, so now there is this 10 feet of depression, emotional baggage and awkward social situations. She gets better over time, but not much.

Por'Ui Vash'ya M'yen - water caste diplomat whose mission went awry and who was more or less shoved into a battlesuit and forced to fight for her life when all the lines of defense failed and she was among the least few surviving passengers of the ship. Upon the ship discovery by Sanya and the gang proceeded to attack them as well in fear, but after initial misunderstanding got adopted into the family.

Praetorian - Al’s pet tortoise named as such for being well fortified and very yellow. Unfortunately does lack the iconic moustache.

Sosig - space corgi, no more and no less. Following a short, but memorable visit of the gang to Fenris have decided to join the crew. Also this is meta, but Sosig is my attempt to convey the original Russian “Сосисочка”, the diminutive variant of the word “sausage”.

“Death Song”- a child of grief, desperation and quite frankly obscene amounts of questionable genecraft she is the last apex predator to ever emerge from the long gone jungles of Arcadia. Oona’s only comment? “Oh, she is just like me, you know”.

Supporting Cast. Typical Habitat - varied

“Ivan” - a lad, a boy, a tzaangor and a little helper. Assistant to Lacedrace, loves books and very excited about really big guns.

An’Hangra - the tiniest Bloodthirster, your friendly gym bro and also a dog herder. If she is not hitting the gym, she is probably hitting someone with that axe. Vice-president of Lotara Sarrin’s Unofficial Fan-Club. Will tell you about her dogs. Also will should you pictures of every one of them. There are just so many dogs...

Balthrag - cottagecore incarnate and spiced up with some decay, rebirth and tasty soup with flesh-eating amoebas. Spends her days trying to take care of several very active nurglings, doing her best to make Isha’s stay more pleasant and trying to convince Mortarion to try a silly straw for his poison cup.

Shanakay - four-armed purple daemon with an unhealthy obsession with perfection and art. As a main occupation - singer, but as a main job she is trying to don’t go mad dealing with Fulgrim, N’kari and a damn mess third legion devolved into. Hangs out with Guilliman from time to time.

Iris, Azalea and Nightshade - Shanakay’s daemonette handmaidens. Musicians by trade. Really desperate to fix Shanakay’s love life or more accurately the lack of one.

Inquisitor Guy, currently unnamed - a daemonhunter from the Ordo Malleus dispatched to track down and banish the Crystal Sage, following her latest appearances in the realspace. Credit given where it is due, as far as Inquisitors go, this one is a pretty decent person.

Arcadian Wardens - I mean, yes, they are all dead and gone, but still deserve a mention. Wardens were Oona’s Legion back when she was still employed as a questionably useful Primarch. Most notably represented by First Captain/Legion Master Madb.

Alternate Cast. Typical Habitat - FantasyHammer Universe. Work in Progress

Squeak - alternate Lacedrace - a little meek skaven, who have escaped the Under-empire and started anew above the ground. Not without trouble, but finding a new place and a new family in the end, assisted by a kislevite footsoldier she met on the road. Always wears a colorful babushka shawl, covering stubs of broken horns.

Moruhin and Ruin - alternate Shanakay - flamboyant and arrogant high elf alongside her winged, scaled and very, very mean dragon buddy. Moruhin was a child to a respectable family before being disowned and flying off into sunset - free at last to go and live this dragon scholar life she always wanted. With a side of calamity incarnate, so Ruin won’t get too bored.

Hilde - alternate An’Hangra - merry and joyful warrior on her way across the world to study the arts of blade and face off against formidable opponents. Hilde is of mixed descent between kislevites and southern norscans and while being familiar with the Pantheon, she seems to be largely indifferent to them. Sole exception being her admiration of Valkia.

??? - alternate Oona - scaled, clawed and fanged, wandering the endless jungles of Lustria alongside other Lizardmen, Amazons and towering beasts. Unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In her line. Focused. Flourishing. Probably drinking buddies with Nakai.

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